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buthowboutno · 5 months

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ONE YEAR OF "AND THEY WERE LAB PARTNERS" ✨✨✨

Thank you to everyone who participated in the one year anniversary poll!! I still maintain that it would be funny as /fuck/ to just delete “And They Were Lab Partners” in a memento mori fashion, but alas; Only one person voted for it.

Cowards /j

In any case, the majority voted for the behind the scenes stuff, so here we are! The tidbits of how ATWLP turned into the fucking beast it is.

I would like to personally blame @morning-sun-brah , @hitechlatte, and @ordin-arily for being such big inspirations in this corner of the fandom. You guys are amazing and I probably wouldn't be where I am today without your works.

Shout out to all my losers in the backrooms for keeping me going and being such terrible influences. You are all responsible for the horrors that have been unleashed. A solid third of my content exists because of your sins /aff.

@beckerboopin is the best beta anyone could ask for and has only brought this story up to the next level. I would die for you becks <3

Also @betyoudidntcthatcoming-blog is the love of my life that I only met ‘cause of this fic or whatever. They’re pretty neat. I guess. :p

ANYWAYS, /CONTENT/

(Major Spoilers Ahead Pre-Chapter 23)

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I would like to remind everyone that ATWLP was only supposed to be 50k words. You can still witness my naivety in the notes of “Pudge ‘Preciation.”

How… simple those times were.

How I so firmly believed the idiots would be kissing by chapter 16. How a projected word count of 150k words seemed unfathomable for a single work, much less a work with multiple published and planned companion pieces.

Crazy. (I was crazy once.)

There was a lot of ATWLP that ended up getting scrapped as I got further into the story. The idiots had a lot of opinions and tugged at me a few different ways as I got to know them better. (aka they wouldn’t listen to me when I told them to fucking kiss already.)

Anyways, some of the few major structural changes:

Casey was originally supposed to reveal that he knew Sweet’s in the bad timeline during the “Intro to Sparring” chapter. That chapter was also originally slotted to happen /before/ the kidnapping debacle, but it just so happened to fit in better later

The stage kiss from “Hit the Club” was going to be in the Nerd Prom chapter. It felt too corny at the time (and lowkey still feels corny) so I put that in my pocket for later. For as much as y’all yelled at me for it, it barely made the final cut lmao.

The way the idiots are going to confess to each other is a COMPLETE 180 from how I planned the story from the beginning, which was already entirely different from the first idea for this fic. I wrote a whole ass chapter about an accidental kiss being the tipping point of them positively macking on each other, which I did end up cutting into convenient pieces for other stuff. (I PUT A PART OF IT DOWN BELOW)

Sweets was going to be kidnapped twice and the whole Purple Dragons debacle was going to be drawn out more. There was a lot more action planned than slice of life content at ATWLP’s conception. For better or for worse, this is where the story led us.

Donnie’s mating season wasn’t going to be as involved in the story, if in it at all. I grew to be hornier and less ashamed. You’re welcome.

The first title for this fic was “Lab Rat: a Story of Nerds Falling in Love.” For the life of me I cannot remember what compelled me to change it, but holy shit am I glad I did.

I was going to use (y/n) in this fic. No hate to those who do, but stylistically I’m pretty happy with not doing that.

And because I have no control over the idiots, quick rundown of the chapters that weren’t supposed to happen.

Kart Conflict

The Christmas Issue

The Recovery: Day Two

Valentine’s Day Episode

Hit the Club

Aquarium? Hardly Know ‘Em

****Pool Excursion

****Beach Episodes

****honestly just like the entire endgame of this fic

All the ficlets/ alternate POV’s

All the smut! I still have it written down in my original notes that ATWLP was gonna be completely PG lmao. Once again y’all have @morning-sun-brah and her fucking fabulous fics to blame for that

The Valentines’ and aquarium chapters are COMPLETELY different than how I had originally planned, even with being forced to include them in my chart. The Valentine’s day plans that the brothers had “ditched” with Sweets was the og plot for the chapter. The aquarium chapter was supposed to be a rooftop picnic with feels~~, no aquarium even fucking mentioned in my outline.

I don’t have much control over what happens tbh. I am praying that the 37 planned chapters will be the final chapters.

We’ll…. we’ll just have to see how that turns out.

The scrapped plots as a little treat for y’all <3 ~~~

Cut Stage Kiss (after the lift in Nerd Prom)

You leaned closer to Donnie’s face, intent on screeching in his ear for pulling that stunt.

“Kiss them already!” May yelled from the inner edge of the crowd. You turned bright red, blinking at her. You shook your head at her, but the crowd started to catch onto the idea.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!”

Donnie laughed, a little incredulous. He leaned in close to your ear, whispering, “Theatre kid protocol?”

You nodded in agreement, allowing him to put a hand to your face. He leans into your mouth, making the crowd go wild. You giggle against the thumb separating your lips, smiling against it. Donnie pulled away from you with a dramatic ‘mwah’. You threw your head back, fully laughing as Donnie lifted you up from the dip.

First Valentine’s Day Outline

The final four move to the living room

Sweets: “We’re making friendship bracelets while we watch the most romantic movie of all time.”

Raph: “Shrek 2!”

Donnie: “This is ridiculous”

Sweets: “This holiday is ridiculous, now pick out your five favourite colors of embroidery floss”

Donnie: “....Fine."

Donnie is actually terrible at making bracelets lmao while mikey has wristfuls of them

Donnie: “I don’t understand! I’m following the blueprints exactly!”

Mikey: “The... instructions?”

Donnie: “Whatever! How are you making those so fast? You don’t even have that many friends!”

Mikey: “Physical therapy is a hell of a time, my brother.”

Sweets: “Is Donnie being ableist again?”

Mikey: “I do believe he is.”

Donnie: “I am autistic!”

Sweets: “Bless you.”

ORIGINAL CONFESSION

And it all starts like most things in your life do: a silly mistake.

“Donnie,” you whined. You were working on your physics homework at his desk while he was soldering a new motherboard for the Turtle Tank’s controls.

“Little pest,” he mimicked your tone without looking up. He kept on soldering as you stared at him, not a care in the world.

“Would you be so kind as to look over my work for this problem? I’m following the steps but I’m not getting the right answer.”

“Mmm,” Donnie said. At that moment, a spark flew from his project and caught his exposed cheek. He flinched back, dropping his wire and soldering rod on the table and rubbing his face. You batted your eyes at him while he scowled.

“I don’t know how, but I blame you for that.”

“I would *never*,” you teased. You pushed your chair to the side a bit so Donnie could stand next to you.

He moved his goggles to his head and put his left arm over the back of your chair, leaning over you. He parsed through your work for a minute and tilted his head down to tell you what you needed to fix.

It just so happened that you tilted your head up to ask him a question at the same time, the two of you meeting in the middle with a kiss.

Well, it wasn’t so much of a kiss as it was the two of you accidentally brushing your lips together for a moment. Seconds, almost nothing at all.

But the way that Donnie looked at you when the two of you jumped apart…

That…that wasn’t nothing.

You could almost laugh at the ridiculousness of this situation. You could’ve cracked a joke, played up your ridiculous game of pet names and intellectual bravado.

(To be honest, you almost did.)

But then you thought about the way Donnie’s lips felt against yours. You thought about the way you’d dream of that moment and then proceed to do everything in your power to banish those thoughts away. Your mouth hung open slightly as you looked up at him, trying to will yourself to do anything, anything at all.

Donnie ended up making that decision for you. That oh, so familiar churring started emanating from his chest. He took your face in his hands, looking into your eyes for just a hint of confirmation before leaning in for a real kiss.

Oh.

*Oh*.

(Yeah, you could get used to this.)

There was nothing more you could do than press yourself against him, against his touch. You felt him smiling into the kiss, pressing you down into the chair.

Donnie was *everywhere*, like he was trying to encompass you. His hand moved to your hair, the other to your hip. You smiled when you remembered his adoration for your love-handles all that time ago. You traced along his plastron, making nonsense shapes and mapping out every scar.

He was so responsive. The chirring increased tenfold for every touch to his chest, every soft bite you gave his lips. You recalled all the times he would make noises from you touching along his shell. You pressed your hands fully against him, doing your best to draw out more and more of those sounds.

What Donnie lacked in experience he made up for in enthusiasm. He followed your lead, matching your pace every step of the way. You licked along the seam of his lips, gasping as his mouth opened for you. Donnie’s tongue against yours was tentative, shy even. You did everything in your power to ease Donnie into deepening the kiss.

When he moved from your lips and started kissing down your throat, your soul could have left your body right there. He was so…*gentle*.

Donnie always has been. From when he was slinging his arms around you to kicking your ass in sparring, Donnie has never failed to treat you with care and reverence.

You feel it now, with every soft bite he gives you, every gentle peck behind your ear.

Donnie pulled away from you after what felt like decades. (Never enough, it would never be enough.) You leaned forward after him, trying to close the space he was creating. He looked bashful.

“This might be the proper time to tell you that I have a massive crush on you,” Donnie said. His face was fraught with nervous determination.

“Yeah, no fucking shit,” you said. You stood up from the chair and used your body to push Donnie against the desk. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him down to your height.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you for forever, can we get on with it?” you said, looking into his eyes. Donnie turned bright red.

“But– you? Do you?” Donnie stammered a bit.

“Donnie,” you deadpanned, crowding into his space, “I’ve had a crush on you for a year, thanks for noticing. Will you *please* lean your face down a bit so I can reach it?”

Donnie looked at you a bit incredulously, like you were a problem he didn’t know how to solve yet. He made quite a picture, all red faced and calculating with a dumb half-smile while he looked at you. But, giving in, he put his arms around you and leaned in to kiss you again.

“Aye, aye, captain.”

You smiled into the kiss, humming with contentment.

He likes you.

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Aaaaand some random headcanons because I love you guys and I am truly so thankful to this kickass community <3 I truly do not know where I would be without the support y’all have given me.

Donnie has a hella oral fixation

NOT IN A KINKY WAY (most of the time) But as an autist, Donnie do be biting

One of his biggest shows of trust if he bites you while just chilling

Like if donnie is big spoon, he just nom on a shoulder and stay there chillin

Or if reader is body pillow, he’ll lean around and bite their bicep

Good sensations

Donnie draws on eyebrows every day, he for sure would be very good at doing intricate makeup on reader

Gently holds their chin up, concentrated as hell while reader blushes like mad

Donnie keeps getting banned off of roblox

Didn’t matter tbh, he knew how to hack into it to get his account reinstated

Also makes money off of roblox??

never explains to Sweets, very suspicious

Sweets likes to kiss along donnie’s neck/where his battle shell usually sits

The word here is reverence

Donnie is egotistical, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have insecurities about being a mutant turtle and you being a human

Lots of tracing along his arms, his face, his shell

Donnie likes his coffee to be half coffee, half milk to cut down on bitterness. Sweets is a tea drinker normally, but opts for coffee when they can’t focus (which ends up being most of the semester).

Sweets drinks black coffee when they’re on the struggle bus

To quote them, “Black coffee can’t hurt me more than Calc II already has”

But they prefer two creamers and two sugars when they have it in their dorm.

That’s all, congrats on making it to the bottom of this long ass post lmao <3

#atwlp #donnie x reader #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie x reader #donatello x reader #rise donnie x reader #rottmnt fanfiction #fanfiction

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altheasmeadow · 1 year

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Oblivious

word count: 905

Summary: In which they're all in love with her and she had no idea

pairing: TXT x reader

“Do we have to be here?”

“What are you talking about?” Her friend wondered, not knowing why shec ould possibly want to leave the party.

“I’m not exactly feeling the whole being surrounded by couples today.”

“So why don’t you just give a chance to one of the guys then you wouldn’t be single anymore.” Her friend hummed, earning an incredulous look in response, “Oh come on don’t tell me you have no idea?”

“No idea about what?”

“Every guy in our group is in love with you!”her friend basically yelled, earning a few looks from nearby couples.

“No they’re not.” She said, rolling her eyes with a chuckle at the absurd comment.

“Watch this.” Her friend hummed out,eyeing an unaware Soobin who was about to stroll past them, he was clicking his tongue while tapping a bottle to his palm repeatedly, “Hey Soob!”

“Oh hey guys, wow sunshine you look beautiful today.” He chimed out, a heat rising to his cheeks as he leaned into a slight bow in greeting, stretching his arm out to pass her a drink, her favorite drink in fact, before scurrying away quickly. As she looked at him strangely.

The two friends stood and talked for a moment when a force almost knocked her forward, “Ah hello!” She gasped as she caught herself from stumbling.

“We’ve missed you!” Beomgyu’s voice emitted from behind her, letting her know he was the one cuddling into her back currently.

“You’re such a puppy.” Her friend teased, making Beomgyu gain a mischievous smirk before resting his chin on her shoulder and waiting a few seconds so his train of thought wasn’t obvious before swiftly turning and licking her cheek, quickly releasing her and running away in a fit of giggles

“Ugh that brat.” She grumbled, wiping her cheek with her sleeve.

“He wanted a taste.” Her friend cackled, doubling over in an attempt to avoid pain from how hard he was laughing as she glared heatedly.

“Did Beomgyu just lick you?” another voice emitted from behind her, this time belonging to Taehyun who was grinning with his eyebrow raised, but that isn’t what caught her attention when she turned, it was the look in his eyes. The pure adoration filling his gaze as he took in the sight of her, there was a glint in his eyes she alwayssaw but never acknowledged, maybe she had known all along? How could she never see that look in his eyes?

His cheeks flushed as her attention turned to him, though he was the most extroverted in the group, he had one weakness when it came to his shyness, her. The complete oblivious look in her eye as she disregarded all of the eyes on her all of the time, but when she looked at him she had a fond look, he knew it was platonic, she was not only oblivious to his feelings but her own as well.

“Yes, he’s a little brat.” She grumbled, trying to scrub her cheek which was now turning red and raw with her actions.

“Here.” A voice said as a hand popped into her view offering her a wet rag, she followed the flesh to find the owner, seeing Yeonjun holding the rag with an amused grin on his face.

“Ho-”

“I was watching it happen, and I walked to find this when I saw him lick you. I know you hate spit.” He grinned, noticing she was in too much shock to take the rag from him, so he nudged her hands out of the way, he used his left hand to cup her jaw and tilt her face for him to see, leaning closer and tilting his head as he took in the raw flesh, he tsked at the angry skin, washing her cheek gently, before setting the rag aside and rubbing out the tender spots, smirking in amusement when she flinched at the contect.

Okay so maybe she was oblivious, there was no way this was a friendly notion. The tenderness in his gaze? The gentleness of his usually rough motions? This man didn’t know how to give soft affection, it was always aggressive affection, so this? This was mind bending.

Taehyun watched on amused as he took in the realization in her eyes, she was finally seeing their affections towards her. So his smile was huge as he dragged Yeonjun away from her and toward the nervous Soobin and Beomgyu, Beomgyu teasing Soobin for his shyness.

“See they’re all obsessed with you.” her friend grinned as he looked at her shocked expression.

“That’s four out of five.” She narrowed her eyes at her friend in suspicion, he grinned and leaned down to her height, and once he was eye level with her and his eyes softened sweetly he said,

“Did you really think I wasn’t undeniably in love with you? It’s been years, you’ve got to know I don’t cling to anyone the way I’ve slung to you.” Kai’s grin turned into a smirk as she fell back from his proximity momentarily as she took in his words, her mouth falling into an O and eyes widening to the size of golf balls.

“I am not choosing between all of my friends, that is a disaster waiting to happen.” She stuttered out breathily, taking in everything that just happened. Kai looked over at his other friends who were grinning at her flustered state knowing all of them contributed.

Yeonjun Ending. ⚘ Soobin Ending. ⚘ Beomgyu Ending. ⚘ Taehyun Ending. ⚘ Kai Ending. ⚘

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mcskullmun · 22 days

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What's red valley about

*takes you gently by the shoulder and looks deep into your eyes somewhere vaguely near your face*

Buddy I am so glad you asked.

In the hopes of this essay answer convincing you to listen to Red valley it will be relatively spoiler free and ambiguous. Full disclosure I am incredibly bias towards this show because it currently has a death-grip on my brain, mind and soul.

Broadly, Red Valley is a fiction podcast, similar to tma, spanning two and a third seasons plus three fun little mini series. I say "a third" because season three is split into three parts, and we currently only have the first. The second is due to be released later this year I believe.

The premise behind Red Valley, in a sentence is, "In all the sci-fi shows you see, where people can go into pods and wake up 10,000 years later just fine, how did we get there?" It's about the messy stage of theoretical science being applied in unethical ways, in the hopes of changing the world. Its about the early development (and testing) of cryonic preservation tech.

It follows two main protagonists, Warren Godby and Gordon Porlock (who are widely shipped throughout the fandom, though nothing is canon yet) as they investigate, and eventually endure the Red Valley seed vault. Although, as it becomes rapidly apparent, "There aren't a lot of seeds in the Red Valley Seed Vault". The show deals with themes of isolation, memory loss, distrust and mental deterioration. But also friendship, endurance, and uh... weird cruises.

It's characters include:

Karen Godby. Ngl I hate this bitch. She is Warren's controlling, abusive wife and she deserves everything that's coming to her. She uses concern as a way to guilt Warren, and seems generally dismissive of his concerns and feelings.

Aubrey Wood. Initially presented solely through tapes, she fits the "mad scientist" archetype. After something goes horribly wrong with her work, we get to see more sides of her. By the end of season three part one, she is an incredibly well fleshed out character with uh... quite the name for herself. She's also in a canon lesbian relationship, which admittedly does not get enough love here on tumblr.

Bryony Halbech. Cunt/aff. She is the mad scientist. She is the driving force behind the Red Valley project and truly the antagonist of the podcast. In so far as this podcast has one, at least. One brilliant thing about her, is that while she presents as your typical, "heartless, mind over emotions, complete control villain" this is a front that she wears, to hide how excited she is about what she does. How much she cares about her work. She is a "truly evil" villain who still maintains layers and depth.

Clive Schill. Now, if your asking me about Red Valley it's more than likely because you've seen the truly embarrassing affect Mr. Schill has had on me. If you want an in depth character analysis feel free to scroll back on my blog or look for asks I have sent to other fans, there's a LOT. In short, he is an irritating embodiment of capitalism with a flair for creative insults. He's like if Elias Bouchard was a fortnight adult/pos. But his character has so much more to it than that! He loves his family, he is deathly afraid of being forgotten, ect. ect. I'll spare you the essay. He's a morally fucked, incredibly likeable man. He's also responsible for the piece of official Redval merch named "Piss Mug" and Red Valley's sugar daddy.

And for the main events,

Warren Godby: He's just a Guy. Real wet cat of a man. Bitter about his place in the world with no idea how he got there. Of course that's not uh entirely true but just... just listen to the podcast.

Gordon Porlock: Fucking insane/pos. I mean not insane insane, but he is a conspiracy theory, nerdy redditor who canonically has no friends. He's also gay for Warren. He is a very interesting character in that he is Obsessed with cryonic preservation, and seems entirely unfazed by the more gory aspects. He is on the "good team", but isn't vastly different to the Redval scientists.

The podcast itself mostly takes place within Red Valley, a remote and seemingly abandoned research facility in The Middle Of Nowhere, Scotland. This is where some of season 1 and almost all of season 2 takes place, and where isolation is a heavy theme. I personally love it, its got great Vibes and possesses the perfect spooky atmosphere.

Season three is all over the place and follows (Soft, slightly irritated sigh) Clive Schill. It's a wonderful dive into his character, and the attitudes of the common man and the rich towards cryonic preservation. 10/10, no notes. The frogs are great.

Overall the voice acting and writing is amazing. At no point did I feel it dragged, and while I was initially confused when Warren and Gordon were talking (similar accents) they got easier to distinguish real fast. It's funny and sad, perfect combo. There's also some... gnarly sound affects.

Pay Attention To The Content Warnings. For The Love Of Schill Pay Attention To The Content Warnings. Please. There are some pretty heavy moments that took me completely off guard, big mistake.

Final notes, you will see me shipping Clive Schill and Warren Godby a lot. THIS WILL NOT MAKE SENSE WHEN (if) YOU LISTEN TO RED VALLEY. They are, at first glance, the two least shippable characters. I don't mean like Lonelyeyes crackship where it kinda makes sense, I mean AWFUL. TRULY DISGUSTING. My fic, "And I think we're all glad it wasn't me" explains everything, but contains just so many major spoilers for season 1. Just trust me, I'm not mad. The fic explains everything. I promise.

Anyway uh feel free to ask more or talk about it if you decide to listen. I uh. am normal about this podcast. As you can probably tell.

~ Peter

#red valley #long post #cult imma be honest you do not want to know how excited i was when i saw this ask #answered asks

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2aceofspades · 7 months

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Not the Right Time

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#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #f!leo #future leo #f!donnie #future donnie #rise disaster twins #bad future rottmnt #wrong fabricated time branch #i hate these two so freaking much/aff #their energy together scares me i'm not even joking #i can't seem to quit this comic series oh my shining stars in the sky-#:)

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etherealzx · 1 year

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Hi! Could I please request la squadra with a S/O that is like really affectionate? They just love hugging, kissing them ecc.. every chance they get? Thank you sm🖤

HI MOOT <3 thank you for requesting la squadra content! they're my babygirls

La Squadra (seperate) with a Physically Affectionate!Partner

☆ Risotto ☆

Risotto wouldn't know how to react to your affection at first.

He had never really had someone act this way to him before. Normally people were very intimidated by him and didn't want to be near him, so the fact that you wanted to be all over him at all times was something he had to get used to

Once he gets used to it though, he loves the attention

When he's doing his work and you come up behind him and kiss his cheek, it makes his heart melt a little bit

Whenever you grab his face and kiss it, it gives him butterflies and makes his cheeks turn pink

He loves when you hug him. He'll grab your waist and pull you into him closer

Isn't the biggest on PDA, because as an assassin/capo, he has a very important reputation to maintain. It's crucial for him to be seen by others as intimidating and scary, but it's hard to do that when he's holding hands with you and kissing in the middle of the streets.

In private tho, he wants all the attention and affection in the world.

He loves cuddling with you as well.

This man is very very touch starved, please love on him a little. Give him lots of hugs and kisses!!!

☆ Prosciutto ☆

Proscuitto isn't the biggest on physical affection, giving or recieving

He doesn't necessarily hate it, he's just never been the super cuddly and affectionate type

However, he does like when you show him small bits of affection. Like a small kiss on the cheek, holding hands while walking, or when you hug him from behind. In small doses, it's much more enjoyable to him

If you give him a kiss on the cheek as he leaves for work, you might be able to see him smiling for a split second. He secretly finds it very cute how clingy you are, despite not being the biggest fan of physical affection. (He would never in a million years admit this though).

Dislikes PDA because he thinks it's childish to hold hands or kiss in front of others. Like Risotto, he understands that the gang's image is very important. He doesn't want to look like a softie to other rival gangs!

In private, he is much more tolerant of your affection. He lets you hug and kiss all over him, and even cling on to him while the two of you sleep. He just wants you to be happy, and if clinging to him makes you happy, then he'll entertain it

☆ Formaggio ☆

Formaggio LOVES how clingy and touchy you are. He's touch starved, so he'll savor each and every second that you're touching him

He's also really in love with you, so the fact that you want to touch him just makes his heart swell

Loves when you cling onto him, it makes him feel all strong and manly. He loves to wrap you in his arms and hold you close to him as you hug him

It boosts his ego sooooo so so much when you kiss him or grab onto him in front of his teammates. He likes to show you off, and make the other guys jealous. He wants to make sure that they know you're all his, and he's not sharing

LOVES to cuddle! He's super warm, which makes him great to cuddle with. He loves when you're close to him, kissing his face and neck as he holds you

He actually kinda likes PDA. It's kind of an ego thing, again he likes to show you off. He wants every guy in town to see the way you cling onto him, and how in love you are with him. Prosciutto chastises him for this and tells him it's not good for the gang's image, but he couldn't give less of a shit. He loves when you touch him, so why would he be embarrassed of it?

☆ Illuso ☆

Illuso isn't exactly the most cuddly guy ever

BUT, he actually enjoys your clinginess

Like Formaggio, it's an ego boost for him. The fact that you're always so desperate for his touch, always kissing all over him and hugging him, strokes his ego in a way nothing else can

He's very cocky, and loves the way you basically worship him with kisses and affection

He loves when you kiss his face and call him handsome, it makes him so happy

He adores when you run your hands through his dark hair, it feels like heaven to him

He likes when you curl up next to him or lay on his chest at night. He likes feeling the weight of your body next to his, it's very comforting for him

Isn't the biggest on PDA, but isn't completely against it either. For the most part, he wants to keep the affection private. He thinks it can be embarrassing when you grab onto him in public. Not because he's embarrassed to be with you, just because of the whole reputation thing. He loves you so much though that it isn't hard for you to convince him to hold your hand or give you a quick kiss in public.

☆ Melone ☆

LIVES FOR PHYSICAL AFFECTION

it's no secret that Melone is very touchy, so it shouldn't be a surprise that he wants you to touch him every second of every day

love love lovessssss when you cling onto him. hugs, kisses, no matter what it is, he loves it

Melone is also very good at reciprocating the affection. As much as he loves when you shower him with affection, he likes just as much to do it right back to you.

The two of you are so touchy and affectionate with each other that the other members of La Squadra have repeatedly put up "NO PDA" and "GET A ROOM" signs around the base

Loves when you hug him from behind. He loves feeling your arms wrapped around his waist and holding him close

Loves PDA. He doesn't care that the other members scold him for screwing up their reputation. He just can't say no to you when you grab his hand or kiss his cheek in public. He'll proudly walk down the street with you hand-in-hand, and he'll even smack your ass in front of complete strangers. Strangers think it's weird and gross that you're all over each other in public, but neither one of you has the energy to care.

He's the same with you in public and private, he'll never say no to your affection

☆ Ghiaccio ☆

My little piss ant

At first, he's gonna be confused by your advances. and naturally when he gets confused, it frustrates him.

At first, whenever you would hug or kiss him, he would just go stiff. Almost like he was scared of you touching him. "What the fuck are you doing??" He'd snap

In reality, he liked the feeling of you touching and kissing him. But he didn't know why he liked it so much, so it just made him frustrated and angry

Over time, he learns to tolerate it. He acts like he hates it, but it's because he's embarrassed to admit that he likes it

When you kiss him or place your hands on his waist it makes his cold heart turn warm

He reacts strangely to physical affection because it's something that he's not used to. He's never had someone act this way towards him before because most people are afraid of his temper. The fact that you can see past that side of him and love him really means the world to him

When you hug him or grab onto him in front of the others, it embarrasses him (because he likes it). His face turns bright red and he screams at you to get off of him. This of course just makes everyone laugh harder and taunt him for how bad he is at hiding his feelings for you

Behind closed doors, he can be very cuddly. He loves for you to lay on his chest, while he plays with your hair. Your touch instantly soothes him, even on his angriest days. You're his peace, even if he likes to act like you drive him nuts.

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forget-me-not-automaton · 10 months

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Btw I really fucking love all of the tribe/clan esque groups in Zelda-

The Sheikah have always been so fucking cool, from the more ninja-vibes they gave off in earlier games to the more traditional and/or high tech vibes they have now. Idk bro I’m just a sucker for neat dudes with air reed motifs and funky tech that’s made by an Elvis impersonator and a harajuku liker who anti-aging product makers HATE!! …Also maybe I really like when characters are almost exactly like humans (or hylians, in this case.) but with a particular feature that’s different,, (it’s the white hair and gold eyes in this case.)

The Yiga are deadass just creatures. Absolute bizarre eyeball things in a bizarre eyeball cult that worships Ganon except it’s highly likely that not all of them know what they’re doing because they’re stupid dumb idiots who blindly follow their leader who is also a stupid dumb idiot (and had a weirdly good character arc in Aoc out of nowhere? Which was 100% welcome btw.) Funny banana dudes I hope they explode /aff

And lastly, I’ve been suffering with intense Zonai brainrot. Sky bunny-goat-llama-dragon furries that are just complete mysteries for the most part? Yes please absolutely- Oh and also they were apparently unreasonably cunty, which I appreciate greatly,,,,, (I know what I said. Have you SEEN any of the clothing sets from their time and people + the two Zonai characters we’ve seen?) Oh and also skrimblo robots are involved too, which is an absolute plus. Very much food for the fursona makers, 10/10.

#loz #tloz #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #tloz tears of the kingdom #loz tears of the kingdom #tloz totk #loz totk #Totk #zelda tears of the kingdom #tears of the kingdom #legend of Zelda tears of the kingdom #sheikah #yiga clan #totk zonai

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writerpeach · 2 years

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Le Sserrafim Chaewon x Male Reader

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My first ever Chaewon smut. Please play your favorite eurobeat song while you indulge.

"They're right behind us."

Police sirens were only an annoyance, like a dog that was all bark and no bite. They did nothing to deter you, and only served as distracting background noise, accompanying flashing red and blue lights that were just a blur in the rear-view mirror.

The smell of burning rubber permeated the air, with the wind in your face, and beams of sunlight reflecting off the hood. Three pursuit cars chased behind, with more on the way, but there was never a need to worry. It wouldn’t be a problem, not unless you made a mistake—and you never did.

“I need thirty seconds to disable the tracker.”

Hands gripped the steering wheel, not even bothering to look back behind you, while a petite woman in the passenger seat fiddled with a small black device underneath the glove box.

“Then work your magic.” Tires screeched, and the car fired off like a bolt of lightning, as the distance between struggling cops became even more embarrassing.

“Tracker disabled. Can you lose them?” The woman in the passenger side asked, intently focused on the police scanner without any expression on her face. Police comms never sounded so desperate.

“Of course. I can lose anyone.”

“You better. The puppet master won’t like it if we’re late.”

“The PM can kiss my ass then.”

Highways were a death sentence, especially when traffic was this bad, and you needed to get the hell out of there. You’d never lose cops like this. Even when speeds approached over 150 mph, wailing sirens grew louder and louder.

“They still have eyes on us. Two behind us, one charger on your right. They might pit us.”

“They can try.” Not that you’d ever give them a chance to, and with a hand on the shifter, you floored it, weaving through traffic on the wrong side of the road. The adrenaline in your body sky-rocketed. It wasn’t anything you hadn’t done before, but it always came with risk—but with high risk came high reward.

“Just don’t get cocky.”

Vehicle still southbound, approaching dangerous speeds over 150 miles per hour. Be advised, now heading into opposing lanes of travel. Requesting additional units.

The woman beside you looked nervous as she looked behind her, then focused on bright beams from the many death traps headed your way. Against her better judgment, she had confidence in your skills.

“Chaewon, it’ll be fine. I’ve got this.” The sleek vehicle purred beautifully as you dashed in and out of traffic, loud horns blaring at you. One wrong move would send the both of you to the hospital, or worse, but you wouldn’t let that happen.

“I sure hope so. I’d hate for this box to be my grave.”

Your carefree words did little to put Chaewon at ease, but it wasn’t your job to keep her cool, just to arrive in one piece unscathed. When you spotted a break in the traffic, you pushed the car to its limits and drove back onto the proper side of the road, then took the exit, and rounded the corner back into the city. Sirens still roared behind, a constant reminder not to let your guard down.

“I’ll lose them in two turns. Just watch.”

“Bet. You owe me dinner if you don’t.” Dashing past several red lights, you took a left, went through a parking garage, out the other end, then took a right and under an overpass. Sirens were a faint murmur in the distance, and you saw flashing lights across the upcoming intersection, heading in the opposite direction.

Vehicle currently VCB, last spotted heading northbound off exit 24

“You’re toying with them. This isn’t a game.”

“Relax, Chae. It’s not my fault they make it too easy.”

“Wow, congrats. You out drove a bunch of cadets. Want a gold medal?” Chaewon turned her head and caught eyes with you, just to let you know it didn’t impress her.

“Just mark the dropoff spot, sweetie. Maybe someday you’ll be able to drive this well.”

“You know cars aren’t my preference. I much prefer to have something thick between my legs.” Chaewon smirked, with her arms folded, and her cute nose twitched.

Miles of road went driven unfollowed, which gave ample time to catch your breath while you pulled into the destination—an empty, unmarked garage by the docks.

“You’re reckless,” Chaewon scolded as she exited the car. Her round eyes widened and her gaze was intense. It was hard to tell the validity of her emotions.

“Maybe. But did we get caught?”

“Not yet. Day isn’t over, though.”

A message popped up on your phone. Car has been successfully dropped off. Rank upgraded. Please leave the area.

“Another successful job. Guess I’ll see you later. Thanks for the help, Chaewon.”

“What? You’re just going to leave a girl here alone? My bike isn’t anywhere near here,” Chaewon scoffed.

“You can take care of yourself, can’t you? Want me to call you a cab?”

“Hell no. I’d never be caught dead in some smelly taxi. It’s just—”

“What? Spit it out.”

“You know, it’s just—racing gets me all types of excited. I love the feeling of being a fast car, escaping from those dumb cops. It just really gets me going.”

“Yeah, I know the feeling. My heart is still racing. I almost spun out a few times.”

“Not that kind of excited, dumbass!”

“Then what—”

Chaewon grabbed your shoulders, pushing you against the nearest wall, inside the garage with your back pressed up against it. She moved quicker than a cat and grasped your face, silky lips crashing against your own. The sweet, unforgettable taste of her mouth invaded yours, tongues colliding, dueling with one another, fighting back and forth to see who had the upper hand.

“You’re so fucking oblivious,” Chaewon spat out. The only retort you had was biting on her lower lip, and swiping your tongue across her teeth, before you captured her mouth, and took your fair share of dominance. Your faces were a hair's breadth away, but the vacant stare she gave off didn’t last long, betrayed by the lust in her eyes that demanded your lips back on hers.

“Or maybe you’re just too easy to read,” you said, gazing into Chaewon’s round eyes. It was hard not to stare down at the plunging neckline of her dress and the escaping cleavage that drew your eyes to her breasts. Your hands didn’t stay idle, wandering around her creamy skin, and hooked your fingers into both straps of her dress.

“No—just fuck me against this wall. We don’t have much time before the PM shows up to pick this up. I don’t want him to be here when you’re balls deep inside me.”

“Fair enough. I’ll get my crew to send a car to pick us up,” you said, eyes exploring the curves of her desirable body. ”That dress looks great on you, Chaewon.”

“Everything looks great on me. Now don’t keep a girl waiting.”

It was unfortunate you didn't have the time to explore Chaewon’s perfect body. Her naked body had blessed your eyes many times before, but you’d have to wait for a more opportune time to give it the attention it deserved. As much as the puppet master didn’t intimidate you, that didn’t mean that you wanted to get on his bad side.

With no hesitation, you spun Chaewon’s compact frame around, and hiked up her little black dress past her tiny waist. It was a pleasant surprise that she didn’t have panties on to get in the way, presenting her round, spankable ass that you felt inclined to do just that—and slapped one cheek hard.

“Fuck!” Chaewon gasped, and bit her lip. She placed her palms flat on the wall in front and stuck her ass out to entice you more. “Make it hurt.”

When your focus shifted to Chaewon’s delicious backside, you gave her plump cheeks a firm squeeze, then kneaded them with your fingertips, before you delivered another harsh spank. The smack of warm flesh was addicting, as was the jiggle that Chaewon’s cheeks made when your palm struck it. Each smack rippled the pale cheeks harder than the last, and you followed up with squeezes of the tender skin. Chaewon tried not to moan too loud, but she couldn’t hide her satisfaction. The harsh sting on her backside drove her wild.

One more loud spank, then two fingers traced the outline of her ass and dipped lower. They moved between her legs and rubbed her bare slit. A smile formed on your face by the amount of slickness that coated your fingers with arousal.

“You’re drenched,” you whispered, and made Chaewon blush from ear to ear. Perhaps the thrill of a chase turned her on more than she led on, but most likely Chaewon being spanked a little too much, the answer being a combination of the two.

“And you’re fucking hard as a rock,” Chaewon said. She pressed her bare ass against your bulge and wiggled her hips. “Hurry and put it in me already.”

With hurried movements, you unzipped your pants, dragged them down, and took your boxers off at the same time. Chaewon eyes brightened and snatched your cock up. Her slender fingers wrapped around your length, then she pumped slowly with a firm squeeze, and stroked it from base to tip.

“It’s still as big as I remembered.” Chaewon spread her legs wide for easy access, and aimed your shaft between her legs. The delicate movements she used made you throb.

“Fuck me here, or fuck me here. Your choice,” Chaewon said, as she lined up the swollen head of your cock against her pussy, then her little puckered hole. Both options were optimal, but the way your shaft twitched more against the rim of her ass made the choice easy for you.

Greed filled your body—you wanted Chaewon’s pussy just as much, but you couldn’t waste a chance to stuff her shapely ass with your cock. “You know how much I love your ass.”

Chaewon looked back, wearing lust on her immaculate features. “Then shove your big cock in it. Don’t even think about pulling out.”

“Like I could ever pull out of such a perfect ass.” You felt a demonstration was in order, so you lowered yourself down and dug your fingertips into her buttcheeks, spreading them wide apart.

Chaewon’s plump ass was supple enough that even when you cupped it, it didn’t fully fit in your hands. Unable to hold back, you shoved your tongue in her sweet little asshole and swirled it around.

You could tongue Chaewon’s ass until your tongue grew numb. It was truly a taste to be savored. The cute whines she made while your tongue explored her hole were just like you remembered. But before you got lost with your face buried in between her cheeks, you didn’t let yourself get carried away. There would be a time and place to eat Chaewon’s ass like a feast. So you took one more round of teasing licks and slickened her asshole up enough to prepare it for the pounding it was about to take.

When you stood back up, your cock twitched at the sight of her exposed ass. Chaewon’s cheeks were so perfectly sculpted, and so well defined, that you needed to slap your hard shaft on them, desperate for some relief with your cock so pumped to the brim with blood.

“Why isn’t that inside me yet?” It was a valid question for sure, one that you didn't have an answer to. It was hard to take your eyes off her welcoming cheeks, yet you didn’t want to be caught with your pants down—quite literally when the PM arrived. So after you released a held breath, your cock slid inside Chaewon’s very tight asshole, and somehow managed just past the tip while it disappeared inside.

“That’s fucking it,” Chaewon moaned, and tilted her head back. Her ass eased back onto your cock, as her hips moved at a sluggish pace.

“Still so damn tight,” you hissed, and slowly stretched her little asshole out. it had been too long since you felt such a strong clench around your shaft.

“Of course. Did you expect something else? You’ll never find an ass tighter than mine.” Chaewon wasn’t wrong—even when you started pumping in and out of her warm asshole, it strangled your cock with a tight vice grip on the few inches trapped inside, and demanded more.

“Fucking hell, Chaewon. I’ve missed pounding this ass so much.”

“The feeling is mutual. Nobody stretches me like you do.” The whiny moans Chaewon made through pursed lips were music to your ears, as she savored the fusion of pleasure and pain coursing through her body. “You know I like it rough. What are you waiting for?”

If there was any reason you were holding back before, you wouldn’t be anymore. You snatched her hips, forcing yourself deeper into Chaewon’s asshole, and filled her to the hilt, just to withdraw, then slammed back in. She felt so fucking tight it drove you crazy, almost painful to pump into her as you formed a rhythm in harsh, rapid thrusts. You wouldn’t let up for a moment.

“Fuck yes, just like that! Pound that ass harder. Wanna feel every fucking inch of that big cock. I love when you’re so deep, holy shit. Stretch my tiny little asshole out as wide as you can.”

“I forgot what a dirty mouth you had. My cock still makes you this needy?”

“Hmph. Just shut up and fuck me. Fuck me until you explode in me.”

That was something you had no problem doing. It was more of a rush fucking Chaewon’s tight ass than any chase could ever give you, and your cock was such a perfect fit inside her. It was less of a struggle to bottom her out than expected, and the view of your shaft penetrating her inviting asshole was perfect.

“Harder, fuck me harder, “ Chaewon begged between needy moans, and pushed herself back onto your cock, which made the delicate slide in and out of her asshole feel more incredible. You were inclined to give her what she wanted, and gripped her hips harshly until the deafening slap of flesh against flesh echoed around the metal walls.

“Oh my god, yes! Pound my asshole, I wanna be filled with your cum!”

Desperate cries for more did not go unanswered, which unleashed the feral beast inside you. Now you moved with uncontrollable thrusts, hips in a frenzy as you rammed into Chaewon’s ass without a care, her tight hole nothing but an outlet for the built-up lust she created.

Harsh smacks returned to her plentiful backside, and the pale cheeks took on a familiar rosy hue. Relentless spanks after each frantic thrust made in an attempt to absolutely ruin Chaewon’s small body.

But somehow you weren’t fucking her hard enough. If Chaewon still had the ability to speak coherently, then you hadn’t done your job properly. Too focused on your own pleasure, you ignored the pool of liquid that formed underneath her thighs from an unknown number of orgasms, and your fingers pressed into her warm skin deep enough to form bruises. You held Chaewon steady against you, and moved so roughly her legs were liable to give out, but all you could hear were the needy moans and whines from her not so innocent lips.

“Is this what you wanted? To be fucked like a whore in public? We could have waited until we were at my place, but you were so fucking desperate to get dicked down. That pussy was just too wet, wasn’t it? You couldn’t wait for me to rail your ass?”

Between the smack of your hips against her ass, Chaewon felt lost in the pleasure, and it took a second for her to respond.

“God, you always—you always talk too fucking much. But fuck, you’re right. I can’t help that I love your fucking cock. Fuck, it just fills my asshole so well!”

Chaewon couldn’t stop moaning. Yet you fucked her ass like you had something to prove—like she wouldn’t ever find anyone able to fuck her this rough or deep, like you had staked your claim to it. You’d never really admit it, but there was a mutual desire for each other—you lusted for Chaewon just as much as she did for you.

You fucked Chaewon with so much strength; it was as if your cock belonged inside her welcoming, warm asshole. Chaewon took everything you gave her with gusto and still wanted more.

“Cum inside me. Use me to drain your balls, empty your hot load into my tiny little asshole.”

Chaewon’s dirty mouth sent tingles up your spine. Slick coated her thighs, and they only grew wetter the more you railed her, as she savored every frantic thrust that slammed her body. Time was short, and you couldn’t hold out much more if you wanted to. Chaewon felt a little greedy and took one more intense orgasm that made her thighs quiver, then scrambled to latch onto anything on the empty garage walls.

There was no doubt Chaewon could tell you were close, but the diverse stream of profanities that escaped her lips wouldn’t last much longer, and neither would you. You could probably count to ten, but there was no way you’d make it past nine before you exploded. Not when Chaewon’s asshole squeezed your cock this tight, and urged your load out at a rate faster than expected. You held her hips steady, pulling her back, then jammed your throbbing shaft up her little asshole. With such striking thrusts, you’d expected her to break, but she held on until you reached the point of no return.

“Cum for me.”

Chaewon looked over her shoulder, whispered those three heavenly words, and you lost it.

Everything stood still—you held tight the bruising grip on her heavenly hips, and kept up the momentum, inching closer and closer until you couldn’t hold out.

After you looked down at Chaewon’s parted cheeks, the orgasmic sight of your cock disappearing between them was the last thing you needed. Her name on your lips was the last syllable out of your mouth as you buried your shaft deep into her asshole, erupted violently, and pumped her incredibly tight asshole full of cum. There hadn’t been a better sense of relief as Chaewon milked your cock, her ass wringing out every little last drop out of you, with the constant pulsations and spurts filling her up to the very brim.

You wanted to cum in her again. Even after you flooded her asshole with cum, you wanted to fill her up again, and again, and again, until there was nothing left in your balls to empty. But the thrusts in your hips involuntarily slowed down until you couldn’t move much more. It would do for now as you pulled out and watched the thick amounts of cum you blasted inside her gaped hole leak out. If you still knew Chaewon—and you’re pretty sure you did, one time wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her.

“Holy shit, do you know how long it’s been since I’ve been fucked like that? That was—”

“Amazing?” you said, and answered for her.

“Don’t get cocky. I hate when you’re cocky. Just because you fucked me stupid doesn’t mean—”

Sounds of tires pulling up interrupted whatever thought Chaewon had. Several car doors opened. then shut, and put a panic inside Chaewon.

“Shit! It must be the puppet master. We’re fucked!” Chaewon frantically pulled her dress down and tried fixing her messy hair.

“Relax, it’s my crew. They brought us a car, but they know how to be discreet. They left already. It’s not the PM.”

Chaewon wouldn’t believe it until she saw it. She began exiting out the garage, when it hit her just how difficult it was to move.

“God, I can barely walk.”

“If I recall, you wanted it this rough. You quite literally begged for it.”

“Shut up, I never begged. Let’s get out of here before the PM comes. You’re driving. I can barely feel my legs.”

✦✦

Driving on the highway at the speed limit felt strange. No blaring sirens when you looked back, no cars trying to ram you off the road, just limitless roads, the music blasting, and Chaewon by your side. It was quite peaceful.

“How much longer?” Chaewon asked, fidgeting in her seat, and played with the straps of the seat belt.

“At least an hour. You know how long this drive takes.”

Chaewon rolled her eyes. “Ugh, you’re driving so slow for a racer. I’m falling asleep.”

“I’m driving ten over. I don’t want to get pulled over. The police probably have our descriptions.”

She stayed silent and just listened to the sound of cars passing by. But Chaewon was never really silent for long.

“I’ve got a better idea.” Chaewon unbuckled her seatbelt, and leaned over, then casually reached over the center console. She slid a hand over your leg, caressing dangerously close to your crotch, and gave your thigh a squeeze.

“Eyes on the road, sweetie,” she said, before you could see the smirk that formed on her lips.

“Chaewon, what are you—”

“Don't question it, just drive. But speed up. Go at least eighty.”

Your foot pushed down on the pedal enough to meet Chaewon’s demands, as slim fingers teased your crotch, circling your shaft. “Just focus on the road.”

It wasn’t that hard to keep your attention on the road, for now. Chaewon would surely change that, when her fingertips traced the fly of your pants, and made them tighter.

“Consider this practice.”

“Practice?” It got more difficult to keep your composure while Chaewon palmed your hardening cock through the fabric of your pants. She leaned out of her seat and kissed the side of her neck, right behind your ear.

“You’re not always 100% focused when you’re driving away from the cops, are you? You’ve got so many things to deal with: sirens, lights, trackers, other cars in the way.”

Her fingers began unzipping your pants, and at the same she blew hot air into your ear and reduced her sweet voice to a whisper. “I’ll give you such a huge distraction, and you’ll have no choice but to keep your eyes on the road.”

You knew what she was doing. You knew exactly what she had had planned, but there was no way in hell you’d stop her. “Assuming we don’t run off the road.”

“Well, don’t run off the road then.”

Easier said than done. She took one lick against your neck, then moved to nibble your earlobe, fiddling with the button of your pants until she had enough space to slip a hand down your pants. It was safe to say controlling your breathing—or anything else wouldn’t be simple.

“The only thing you need to worry about is that fantastic driving of yours. I’ll do the rest.”

It was easy for her to say, like you weren’t going crazy just with her small hand on your cock, stroking ever so slightly. You’d have to remember to buy one of those remote vibrators the next time she wanted to drive and offer some “practice” of your own.

The next step in Chaewon’s well-calculated plan was to get rid of your pants, just enough past your knees to give unfettered access to your cock. Fingers teased around the swollen head, squeezing enough to earn a subtle groan from your lips as she stroked your length.”

“How long has it been, an hour since you destroyed my ass? And you’re this hard already? Looks like your balls have filled back up too. Fuck, I must really turn you on that much.”

It was pointless to answer her when your precum trickled down her fingers. “Such a big, juicy cock, all for my hungry little mouth to suck on.”

Several teasing licks later and Chaewon had you in the palm of her hand, figuratively and literally. So much so that your foot involuntarily slipped off the pedal, lowering the car’s speed to a more considerable limit.

“No cheating. If you slow down, I’ll stop.”

Chaewon couldn’t help but enjoy the situation you were in, and ran her wet tongue around the tip of your cock, smiling smugly when she licked the aching slit, lapping up the mess she had created. As if that wasn’t enough to neglect your attention towards the road, Chaewon lowered her head down and wrapped her lips around your leaking tip and brought you into her warm mouth.

It was a natural reaction to close your eyes, but you forced them open, and just gripped the steering wheel hard enough to change the color of your knuckles. Chaewon, however, had no mercy. She sealed her lips tight, then pushed down until her mouth rested at your base, pulling back at an excruciatingly slow pace while dragging her tongue back up.

Repetition was the name of her game. Slow bobbing of her head ensued, followed by playful licks around your leaking head that traced down the length of your shaft. Once Chaewon was done, she dipped down to coat your balls with saliva, and sucked on each one for a few seconds—not quite long enough to give actual pleasure.

Unsafe speeds be damned, you craned your neck down enough and saw streaks of red Chaewon had left on your cock from her favorite lipstick. It was pure agony to not do anything but stare through the windshield, and you felt the compulsion to grab the back of her head for a necessary outlet.

“No. Keep both hands on the wheel. I told you to let me do the rest.”

Such demands weren’t something you were used to, but neither was getting blown at high speeds during the middle of a highway. Chaewon needed to shift her body around, getting in a more comfortable position with her legs stretched out, with her knees on the passenger seat. It was helpful her small frame allowed her the free rein of movement, but also gave anyone passing by a very obvious view of exactly what she was doing. Not that either of you cared.

Chaewon paid close attention to the way your cock reacted to her touch, and with every lick and tender suck of her lips, she extended her motions, until you moaned the right way for her. She was having way too much fun with this.

It was a bad idea to look down to your lap at Chaewon’s bobbing head. “This is one hell of a distraction.”

Loud, hungry slurps filled your ears before Chaewon responded. “I know. But after this, we’ll be even better at escaping the cops. You’ll be able to drive with your eyes closed.”

You wished you could close your eyes, if only for a moment, to process the warm mouth swallowing up your cock, sending shivers of electricity after every stroke. Chaewon had moved past the teasing stage. Her lips were now wet with saliva and secured around your shaft, taking it all down her throat with ease, and burying her nose down to your crotch successfully every time.

“Fuck, Chaewon.” Words grew a little difficult to mouth out. It became more impossible to keep eyes focused on the road, when Chaewon’s talented mouth slobbered all over your cock and sucked with a renewed determination.

Your fingers hurt from how hard you gripped the steering wheel, but there were limited options to what you could do, and regretted every time you looked down at the blur of bobbed hair that sucked with intense, sharp suction. Her tongue and lips did everything to make you mad with pleasure. And it was working.

Chaewon was driving you insane.

Every second that went by surprised you that the car didn’t slide away from you. Chaewon hummed around on your cock, sending strong vibrations that upped the pleasure, and the intoxicating squeeze of her throat when pursed lips slid up and down. It was all too much.

“Chaewon—”

She only responded by bobbing her head frantically and slurped loudly, with her tongue flicking wildly out of control. Her hands weren’t idle either—one fondled your balls, and the other squeezed your thigh to encourage exactly what she wanted. Your stomach coiled, forming an uncontrollable blaze that couldn’t be put out, and you just held the steering wheel tight for dear life while you embraced the inevitable.

Chaewon felt the persistent throbs of your shaft, which made her plunge her lips down as far as they could go, with her cute nose flush with your stomach as you emptied down her throat.

Somehow, you kept the car steady, with strained moans while her lips drained your balls. Constant suction demanded your load, and it was so much cum Chaewon nearly choked on it.

It wasn’t Chaewon’s favorite way to make you cum, but when she had absolute control over you, she’d take it. She waited for every drop to be milked out, and savored the weight of your thick load on her tongue before she pulled back, tilted her head back, and swallowed it down in several gulps.

“God, how do you still cum so much? All that cum in my asshole wasn’t enough?” Chaewon asked with a satisfied smile, and licked your shaft clean, not wasting a drop, as she admired the lipstick she had smudged all over your cock.

“This was your idea.”

“You’re right, it was but—”

Chaewon didn’t have time to finish her sentence when the blare of sirens popped up behind you. In your orgasmic trance, you hadn’t realized you were going over one-hundred mph, thirty miles well over the speed limit.

“Here we go again.”

“Guess it's a good thing we practiced,” Chaewon said, returning to her seat, and buckled herself back in. “Lose them, and we can find a nice, quiet place for round three in the backseat. That is, if you still have any cum left to dump in me.”

“Oh, I’ve got plenty, trust me. So you better head back there and get ready to take that dress off.”

#lesserafim smut #chaewon smut #lesserafim #chaewon #reader insert #male reader #izone smut

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hongism · 2 years

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update;

tldr: all i’ll be writing on this blog moving forward is mists of celeste. if that’s all you want to know about the status of both me and this blog, then you can stop reading here! i won’t be offended or bothered if that’s all you want to know!

however if you’re interested in a more in-depth explanation as to why i came to this decision then you’re welcome to keep reading to understand where i’m at.

why am i doing this?

there are multiple layers to why i’m taking this step. first off this is not a goodbye, as much as i’m sure many people are expecting that with how often i’ve been absent from this blog this year alone. one, i made a promise to myself when i very first started this blog almost 4 years ago that i would deactivate once i reached a certain milestone. since then, i’ve chosen not to deactivate and i think i will always leave this blog up as an archive even when the day comes where i will not be here or be posting anything here. i also have hopes and goals to finish mists of celeste and i think i will hit that milestone before i finish the story (maybe not anymore but, that’s beside the point).

two, with being so close to such a significant milestone, i think there are certain expectations i have regarding my fics and the success of those fics. frankly, almost 90% of my following came from when i started writing for a.tz/s.kz, not b.ts. so it isn’t a disconnect in what people followed me for because i haven’t been writing for b.ts for several years by now. but even so, my fics still don’t do well. the reblogs mostly come from me, the feedback mostly comes from people who read from me regularly or mutuals, and the ratio of likes to reblogs is a never-ending issue that is never going to change. i’m grateful for anyone who stops to read and leave feedback on my works, and i am especially grateful to anyone who stops to read and leave feedback on my works that are not mists of celeste. and now with tumblr mucking up the tag system and preventing my works from being shown in the tags even when i do everything recommended, my works are going out to an even smaller audience that is not even 1% of my follower count. even with atinyblr being slow these days, i see other writers doing well and getting 500-1000+ notes with apparent ease compared to what i see on my own works.

the shift in interest in the community has also affected me a lot. people are less likely to read a 10k+ fic that has plot mixed in with smut compared to a 1-2k pwp smut fic, which is fine. but that isn’t what i enjoy writing. and i understand that over time, i have lost the audience i used to have when it comes to writing that stuff. even for moc, barely anyone on the taglist i run with every update reads the updates. it’s an upsetting reality for me as the writer because i see my follower count go up and up yet my interaction and notes go down and down. which is primarily why i don’t like being here anymore to be frank. i have my friends from here but i talk to them off tumblr so i don’t feel a need or a compulsion to be here to talk to friends. i know that whatever i post won’t be received the way i wish for it to be received. and i now have this lingering fear that anytime i post anything at all tumblr will decide it shouldn’t show in tags at all.

and three, people are still dragging up things that happened in the past that i have tried so hard to move away from and want nothing to do with anymore. and belatedly, as much as i changed my url at the time, i realize that i won’t ever be able to fully distance myself from being involved in that in the past as long as i am calypso, hongism. i really hate that because i’ve had to come to terms with a lot of the bad things i suffered here on this website and in my real life relationships that were public here on tumblr, but i will always be known for my association with those things in a negative light.

what about your other series?

i won’t be writing them anymore! i appreciate all the love and affection given to them but frankly after blood masquerade i came to the realization that even if there are a lot of people interested in an idea, they aren’t all going to be interested in the final product. the ratio of votes to even likes on the fic itself was so grossly skewed that i found myself both baffled and discouraged to even continue writing it. aka; why am i putting so much heart and soul into something and not seeing an outcome that is balanced or fair? it wasn’t even an insignificant difference but rather something close to a 50+ difference in notes and votes.

will you ever change your mind?

maybe? maybe not? probably not. at some point in the distant future i might find myself wanting to go back to ideas that i had, like the wooyoung and san series i had planned for october this year but right now i have such a dismal and bad relationship with this blog in general that i don’t even want to think about posting anything here.

and one more note regarding moc:

i think i’m done writing interims. there has always been a disconnect in the readers of the main chapters versus readers of the interims, and i’ve always known that would be the case, but it is greatly disheartening as the writer to see such a divide on the work that i put my heart and soul into. so for now moving forward i just want to do main chapters and nothing else unless i feel so in love with an idea that i just have to put it out there.

overall i understand that this post as a whole is very moody and emotional and negative but i hope you all understand that this has been something i’ve been struggling with for the better part of a year here on this blog. i feel a disconnect and i feel no way to grab the ropes and tie myself back here the way i used to be here. even looking at other writers who have come up into the scene on atinyblr, i feel very lacking as a writer and i also feel a disconnect from them because i’m a writer who has been around here since 2020. it’s dumb to say that i feel ostracized in any sort of way but i do feel a bit distant, and i understand that in my attempts to curate a corner for myself on the internet, i created a very specific niche for myself in mists of celeste. i have always said that that is my magnum opus, and i still believe that to be the case. and at risk of sounding horribly arrogant, i feel i’ve isolated myself on an island that is mists of celeste and any time i try to broaden my horizons to do something outside of moc, it’s destined to fail. so for the sake of my mental well-being i need to step back and dedicate hongism to mists of celeste so that i can curb any expectations i might have had about other projects i wanted to do.

so no, it’s not a goodbye, just a note that i’m slowing down and that the only thing i’ll be presenting to you all here on hongism moving forward is mists of celeste. it’s something that’s said a lot but it’s not something that i admitted myself until recently, but having come back multiple times this year with this mentality of ‘if i just push myself through this then it’ll be fine’, i now realize that if i don’t care for myself then how can i expect anyone else to care about me either? and i think i need to do this to care for myself and have a better mentality about my presence here.

#caly chats #as far as asks go #im trying my best to reach a mental space where i feel okay enough to #be calypso here

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