#i just can't see any sort of desire the way we see later on. and i've tried!!

[ailesswhumptober]

Prompts for AI-less Whumptober 2024

As promised, we're bringing you the official prompt list of AI-less Whumptober 2024 today!

We have 31 days of excellent whump prompts, with three prompts per day to pick from, fun themes, and 10 alt prompts to play around with. We hope you enjoy! Additional info + plain text versions of the prompts can be found under the cut.

FAQ and Rules

What sort of content can I create for this event?

You can create whatever you want (fic, art, edits, etc). Any fandom is allowed, as well as OC stuff. NSFW is allowed, but please tag your content accordingly! The only thing not allowed is AI-generated content.

Do I need to make 31 things to participate?

Oh heavens no! You can make as much or as little content as you like, skip days when desired, or combine prompts (so for example, write something that covers a prompt from day 1, 2, AND 3). You don't have to do the days in order either, go wild! To be considered a 'completionist', you only have to make sure that at the end of the month, you've covered 31 prompts from 31 different days, but whether you do that in 31 works or just 1 is up to you.

What are these alts about?

If none of the three prompts of a particular day are your cup of tea, you can swap them out for an alt prompt of your choice.

What are these themes about?

Just a little bit of extra fun for the mods. Like last year, we'll be handing out various badges for people participating in the event. A full list will be posted later (and linked here once that happens), but perhaps there will be a special badge or two for people who can't be completionists but who do manage to finish every single day of a specific theme ;)

How do I tag and is there an AO3 collection?

It suffices to tag your work with #AIlesswhumptober2024 for us to see and reblog it! Please also tag nsfw, since we'll be using that tag too. Tagging the day is optional but does help the mods along.

There will be an AO3 collection for the writers to share their works in, this will be made available once we're closer to October (and linked here once that happens).

That should be all. If you have any additional questions, check our pinned or hit us up in the ask box. Or join our discord maybe, whumping can be a great group activity!

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Plain text versions of the prompts:

October 1 - Torture Tuesday

public torture/public use, stress position, “If you cry, we’ll go easy on you.”

October 2 - Whumperless Wednesday

Unfortunate fall, car accident, “Don’t move. You’ll be okay.”

October 3 - Trauma Thursday

Shared trauma, survivor’s guilt, “It’s not your fault.”

October 4 - Fright/Freaky Friday

Painful transformation, non-consensual body modifications, “You’re a monster.”

October 5 - Sensory Saturday

Overstimulation, migraines, “I can’t take this anymore.”

October 6 - Surprise Sunday

Multiple whumpees, self sacrifice, “I’m the only one who can do this.”

October 7 - Medical Monday

Field medicine, running out of supplies, “Hold on, we’re going to have to improvise.”

October 8 - Torture Tuesday

Rope burns, gagged, “You’re so much prettier this way.”

October 9 - Whumperless Wednesday

Hypothermia, heatstroke, “You look pretty pale.”

October 10 - Trauma Thursday

Self worth issues, pushing away a loved one, “You don't need to earn this.”

October 11 - Fright/Freaky Friday

Hallucinations, truth serum, “Why would you even say that?”

October 12 - Sensory Saturday

Isolation, sensory deprivation, “Can you feel me? I’m right here, whumpee.”

October 13 - Surprise Sunday

Whumpee using themself as bait, defiance, “Take me instead.”

October 14 - Medical Monday

Seizures, concussion, “See if you can follow my finger with your eyes.”

October 15 - Torture Tuesday

Waterboarding, removing body parts, “Don’t break down on me yet.”

October 16 - Whumperless Wednesday

Drowning, hostile environment, “I don’t know how anybody could survive that.”

October 17 - Trauma Thursday

Abandonment, misunderstanding, “Why did I even think you cared?”

October 18 - Fright/Freaky Friday

Mind control, possession, “Everybody will end up despising you.”

October 19 - Sensory Saturday

Disassociation, losing a sense, “I wish I could get you back.”

October 20 - Surprise Sunday

Enemy/Stranger to caretaker, accidental de-aging, “I’m absolutely not qualified for this shit.”

October 21 - Medical Monday

Drugged, ambulance ride, “This will make you feel better, okay?”

October 22 - Torture Tuesday

Forced (to kneel/watch/hurt somebody else), whipped, “Do not look away.” October 23 - Whumperless Wednesday

Fever, passing out, “Hey?! Stay with me, okay?!”

October 24 - Trauma Thursday

Deconditioning, relapse, “It’s normal that you need more time.”

October 25 - Fright/Freaky Friday

Humiliation, betrayal, “How could you?!”

October 26 - Sensory Saturday

Electrocution, burning, “This is going to sting.”

October 27 - Surprise Sunday

Before vs after, Alternate universe, “Well, there’s a first for everything.”

October 28 - Medical Monday

Internal bleeding, needles and stitches, “I didn’t think the wound was that bad…”

October 29 - Torture Tuesday

Ownership, branding, “Everybody will know that you’re mine.”

October 30 - Whumperless Wednesday

Poison, delirium, “You’re not making sense.”

October 31 - Trauma Thursday

Panic attack, facing a phobia, “You need to get out of here!”

Alt prompts:

1) Pistol whipped

2) Co-dependency

3) Animal bite

4) Zombies

5) White room torture

6) Shock collar

7) Pulling teeth

8) Kidnapping

9) “You always make everything worse!”

10) “If you weren’t around, I’d be long dead by now...”

[wandagcre]

if ure comfy can u do a one shot or imagine of dom reader and intersex sam ; reader jerks sam off over her own abs (sams) and then licks it off

messy | sam carpenter 🔞

(Sub!Sam Carpenter x Dom! AFAB! Reader)

The party was set on the backyard but you decide to have your own with Sam.

WARNING: sam has a penis, dom afab reader, handjob, cum licking, tease of edging, ball stimulation +18 / men & minors dni. Words: 1.3k Note: first sub!sam entry yayy <3

Sam was an eye candy with her swimsuit bra and her dark shorts. You couldn't stop staring at her when she came out in this attire and you can't help but make an advance; applying the sunscreen on her exposed body and relishing how she got tense with your touch. Of course, you wouldn't have done it without being handsy – wanting her hard enough later on.

While everyone either had their stomach full of the various meals they just munched on or was starting to get drunk, you and Sam kept it light. She caught up with you after the sunscreen moment, how you keep on brushing your back to her front, any sort of skin against her. It didn't help that you looked ravishing to your own swimsuit attire that Sam's cock embarrassingly twitched upon first seeing you.

Now Sam's dealing with a problem that she can no longer hide. She held you by the wrist and whisked you away to the kitchen so she can confront you away from the spectating eyes and ears.

"What're you doing?" she questioned you.

You feign an innocent look. "I was about to grab a drink–"

"No, you're teasing me this whole day! And now it's starting to hurt."

"Okay." You laid your hand on her chest, finally taking pity on Sam. "Buckle up, baby."

"Are you–shit, (y/n) we could get caught!"

You ignore her whisper-yelling. Having sam trapped to the counter with your arms surrounded to either of her side - one of your hands already on a mission, snaked its way to cup Sam's length roughly through her shorts.

"If we get caught, it's going to be because of you, so tone it down." You sternly remind her, slowly resuming to your motions. Sam felt her knees grow weak and sharply inhaled, finding a small relief at your stroking. "What would you like to do first? Want my lips around your needy cock?"

Sam nodded deliberately, gauging of what your desired answer would be. She's afraid of exploding without your permission and your words weren't helping her case by the slightest.

It gave her an image of you trying to take all of her until your mouth was stuffed of her cock and served as a warming place. Your saliva lubricating her and maybe heightening the sensation with your teeth grazing at what your mouth can reach, up to the bottom of her protruding cock head.

She had a growing bulge by now, worse than an hour ago. But here you were, with a devious smile, having a field day with riling her up.

"You're not using your words. Maybe we'll do it later, if you're good." You tease her further, making Sam clench her fists on the side. "Maybe you won't even cum at all."

You kept rubbing her outline of her cock, feeling how it was pulsating and growing – wanting to be freed from its confinement. She was still wet from swimming earlier but that doesn't stop you. Your hands descend, still not underneath, instead you seized her balls and fondled them. The pair was becoming heavy upon your harsh touch, Sam grew hot and a particularly loud whine escaped her lips.

"What did I tell you?"

Sam squeaked and was getting harder by the second and your strokes were becoming firmer and aggressive, she was hooked and wrapped around your mercy.

"No, no, no." Sam weakly protests, head shaking in disagreement.

You raise an eyebrow. Was Sam close to acting bratty? It was rare that she does so. "No what?"

Your fingertips were getting heavily involved, determine to somewhat cup her girth and with the soft texture of Sam's shorts – it was gentle and a perfect contrast to your movements, providing a hell of a pleasure on her end.

It was like you're determined to make her blow without fully stroking her naked length. However, Sam was familiar with your tactics, she knew better that this was a test.

She arched her head back, releasing puffs of breath and tries not to make loud noises.

Gruffly, she clarified, "M-hmm 'kay, anything... what f-fits for me best, I'll t-take it!" Sam uttered with conviction that it inevitably brought a smile on your lips – you're so proud of her.

You coo her, almost caving in. "Shh. It's alright. We'll get there."

Sam looked to be in excruciating pain. A pleasurable one, but it doesn't stop her from the silent cries. She's intensely throbbing and aching for you and your teasing ways. She's hungry for you approval and you're hungry for her to lose her cool.

Admittedly, you also had enough. It was hard to pretend unaffected with Sam's wet look when she jumped on the pool, how drops of water that flowed delicately on her toned muscles only made her even more attractive to your eyes.

Without warning, you immediately freed her from its restraints, pulling the shorts down and reached for her cock – both of you trying to stifle a moan at the welcomed contact. Fucking finally, Sam thought. Warm and naked. This was definitely heaven for her.

Sam's cock sprung hard and was angry red. It didn't take long for her cock to fully become erect, given your relentless strokes – from the base and her shaft. Each pump of your hand was firm and rough, you really tried to cover the entire girth.

But Sam? She was really massive. The veins were becoming prominent as well, proving the thirst it was craving for. Her precum was oozing at the tip and with you meeting the head with a brush of your thumb per pump on her length, it was getting harder for sam to conceal her moans of appreciation.

You almost wanted Sam to ram you with her cock. It was undeniably a mouthwatering sight.

"(y/n)- oh god," Sam was getting sensitive. Her mouth parted and head now hung on your shoulder for support.

"Now be quiet, baby. I'm going to stop if you're loud."

Sam's eyebrows contorted, you see her fighting through it. She takes it upon her, hand covering her own mouth to muffle the erotic sounds brewing in the kitchen.

You feel her cock pulsate harder. It made you squirm, wetness surely ruining your own in panties and it motivated you to stroke better and faster than ever. You didn't hesitate to get on your knees now, wanting to get a better feel and angle of it. The tightening of your fist around her shaft, paired with twisting, made Sam quiver and roll her eyes.

"You can cum for me, Sammy."

It did the trick because soon enough, Sam had her jaw clenched, huffing beside you and with her twitching cock you settle some distance for her to release her load on her sculpted abdomen. Not only her cock veins were bulging, but along the expanse of her neck as well, all from the pressure steaming off her.

"Goodness... gonna c-cum now!"

Sam took her sweet time with catching her breath. Meanwhile, her cock continued twitching and she groaned as you milked all of her cum, directing the release to her stomach. It was a palpable sight; her glorious form softening as she succumbs to your whims.

"Fucking hell..." Sam muttered as the ropes of her release seemed to drag longer.

With her viscous thick spurts of cum vivid against her beautiful tanned skin, your motor senses were already on its way with tongue stuck out and laid flat to sweep away every drop of her load. Sam whimpered with your sight, tickled at the warm wet contact that her brown eyes barely evident as they dilated with lust. She's bittersweet on your tastebuds - one of your favorite flavors - and eagerly lapped as your tongue traced on her abdomen, going through the bumps and scars that heightened your carnal urge to do more.

With the last thread of will within you, you got up on your feet and affectionately pat Sam's cheek repeatedly.

"More treats later, pretty girl. Come on or else they'll start looking for us now."

The awestruck look on her face didn't leave. Sam happily followed you on your way back to your friends, completely satisfied, tailing behind you with hands entwined.

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[blindmagdalena]

Ok but Homie being obsessed with his girl taste and going down on her in every chance he gets

18+ cunnilingus, breeding kink, semi-public sex Whether it be walking into a bakery or catching a whiff of a barbeque down wind, there is something to be said for the specific kind of hunger one experiences when overwhelmed by the sudden smell of something delicious.

This is precisely the sort of hunger Homelander experiences every time he picks up your scent. His mouth waters, his jaw aches faintly. He's turning into an addict.

When you catch him staring down at your lap mid-conversation, seated at the Seven's conference table no less, with that familiar, far-away look of desire in his eyes, you give him a nudge with your elbow. "Have you heard a word that I've said?" You ask, amused. "You're ovulating," he replies, which tells you no, he didn't hear a single word. His lips are parted, quirked in a lopsided little smile. His eyes flicker up to meet yours.

"I hate that you know that before I do," you laugh, shaking your head. "Can we focus for a second, please?" "Nope." Homelander slides a hand up your thigh. "See, I'm just not gonna be able to focus on anything... Not with you smelling so fucking good," he tells you, his voice dropping low as he leans in close to your ear. He hears your heart jump. "John," you whisper, glancing over towards the enormous double doors. "The others could be here any minute." "Relaaaax, I'll hear them," he says slyly, catching the back of your neck to hold you steady while he kisses you. He fucking loves the way you squirm in his grip, putting a hand on his chest like you have a hope of dissuading him. He uses the distraction to slip a gloved hand up your skirt, swallowing the moan he surprises out of you when he rubs you through your panties.

"Wait, wait," you say, but it's too late. He's a shark, and your arousal is blood in the water. He moves his hand under your ass and hauls you up out of your chair with obscene ease, dropping you down on the edge of the V shaped table. Homelander wastes no time sliding in between your legs, smoothing his hands up your inner thighs, spreading them wide. He grins, licking his lips preemptively. Hooking your legs over his shoulders, he pulls you forward until his face is nestled nicely between your legs, buried under your skirt, leaving only your back resting on the table.

You cross your ankles behind his back, squirming, desperately pushing your skirt down over his head in an attempt to preserve some modesty. "Aren't there cameras in here?" You ask, biting your lip. "Sure are," Homelander answers wickedly. He's going to enjoy watching that security footage later. He follows up with a firm, slow drag of his tongue up the already-wet fabric of your panties, cutting off however you may have responded, reducing it to a sharp little gasp. Fuck, the smell of you drives him insane, but it's the taste that has him going truly feral. Moving a hand to your hip, Homelander holds you steady while he uses his other hand to pull your panties to the side. Immediately, he closes his mouth over your clit, sucking hungrily at you. He effortlessly holds you in place, keeping you from jerking away from him while he pushes his tongue into you, drinking you up like nectar. Homelander moans lewdly against you, dragging his tongue in deft figure eights before plunging it in deep, coaxing more and more from you, athirst with need. He encourages it with a light slap to your ass when your thighs clench and you start to grind against him. He presses in on your leg, a reminder that you can't break him, you can't suffocate him. You indulge him, squeezing tight on either side of his head, bouncing your hips with what little leverage you have. The sounds you make are music to his ears, muffled as they are by the press of your thighs. He meets each bounce of your hips, alternating between deep fucks of his tongue and swirls over your clit, sucking at it. He presses his tongue flat against the sensitive nub and that's when you really start to make noise. You cup the back of his head over the fabric of your skirt and hold him there, which feels to him like fucking heaven. His own cock throbbing, Homelander rocks his hips against thin air, grinding down in his seat, seeking pressure anywhere he can. He's consumed by the fantasy of fucking you with your taste fresh on his lips, pounding your soaked pussy and filling you with his come, putting a baby in your belly to make your tits fat and wet. He moans again, drooling a wet mess onto your panties, your skirt, lapping at you like he'll fucking die without it. You muffle your cry with your own hand, back arching fully, heels pressed into Homelander's back as you come hard, cunt convulsing wildly against his tongue. He doesn't miss a second of it, luxuriating in the way it changes you on a biological level, endorphins flooding your taste and smell. He drinks it like liquor, and feels just as intoxicated.

Homelander doesn't stop until you beg him to, pushing against his head, over-sensitized. He pulls away with an obscene, wet noise, licking his lips. He looks dazed when you see him, light sensitive and flushed, drunk on you. Your limbs feel like cooked noodles, useless to you. Homelander eases your legs down from his shoulders and maneuvers you into his lap, kissing the taste of you back into your mouth. Your panties are thoroughly drenched, clinging wetly to you. Homelander grinds up needily against you while you kiss, panting lightly through his nose. It isn't out of exertion, but sheer excitement.

"Let me fuck you," he murmurs fervently against your lips. He's already reaching between you to unclasp his belt. "What about the meeting?" You ask, cupping his face, not actually giving a shit about the meeting anymore. Not with him throbbing hot and hard between your legs. You grind down against him to hear the sweet way he keens. "They can fucking wait," he growls, reaching under the table to press a button that dings softly, flicking the green light above the door to red. Locked. "They can wait while I fuck you." Which is precisely how the other members of The Seven end up standing awkwardly outside the door of the conference room, exchanging looks, pretending they don't hear Homelander fucking you within an inch of your life on the other side of it.

[starmocha]

Hi there. I'm back with theory #3 for Sylus' myth. Which....might be less evidence-heavy than the first two and really just me talking out of my ass. I started writing at midnight because that's just on brand clown behavior of me 🙃 ANYWAY...

People who haven't read Rafayel, Xavier, and Zayne's myths, please tread carefully, because I will touch upon them briefly and allude to events in their myths.

Quick recap from first post:

Theory 1: Sylus and MC must have been destined lovers in a past life, but due to whatever conflict, Sylus decided to break his bond with her for her protection and accept any punishment that comes with it, which could mean to be ruler of a place he has no desire for, an imprisonment of sort.

Theory 2: Destined lovers, but perhaps a third party interfered out of jealousy or spite. Could Sylus have been caught and framed of a crime and been literally imprisoned, thus forcing him and MC to separate?

So...I half-joked in a post that my new theory is that Sylus sold his soul to the devil. Or, you know, maybe he is the devil himself. This is partly stemmed from the Long-Awaited Revelry trailer, which has the word "demon" over a shot of him and later in the same trailer, one of Sylus' companion forms is aptly titled "Otherworldly Visitor". Make of that as you will.

And with the new trailer for No Defense Zone, we see that Sylus' right eye glows in a demonic way, similar to his in the LAR trailer. Even the atmosphere in both scenes seem a bit supernatural. Now....I didn't want to go there, but, um................do you suppose he is an incubus? 😭😭😭 The shot after "demon" has the word "desire," which can have a sexual connotation.

For those who don't know, an incubus is a male demon who preys on women sexually.......it would explain his kinky behavior in NDZ 💀 but I digress.......

Some of the first lines we hear from Sylus:

"Even if you wanted to sell your soul, you still have to find someone who can pay the price."

"Want some help? Yes? No? Maybe so?"

These lines reinforce the idea of "deal with the devil". In the new theme song, Visions opposées, the singer also sings this line: "Mais c'est le prix à payer" (But that's the price to pay). It could just be figurative, or it could hold some literal truth, because I found it interesting how that verse overlaps with Sylus' scenes. I doubt it's a coincidence since the devs are so good at planting seeds.

From the chorus, in order, we hear:

[MINOR RAFAYEL, XAVIER, & ZAYNE SPOILERS]

"But that's the price to pay / o'love" - Rafayel, God of the Sea, is separated by MC. His price? His civilization.

"Stars will always shine / But with pain" - Xavier and MC are separated (side note: I don't have the second half of Xavier's first myth yet, so I can't elaborate too much. But I've seen enough references to understand the scene depicted in the MV)

"Though separated / Hearts cling on" - Zayne (The Foreseer) is separated from MC in many lifetimes. The memories of their love are tied to the jasmine flowers even if they forget.

[END SPOILERS]

"That's the price to pay / Yet lovers endure forevermore"

This is the verse that plays over Sylus' scene. What is his price? Does the following verse mean that he and MC must always endure something? Hardship? Misfortune?

When the chorus repeats a second time near the end, all of the above verses coincide with the intended love interest. It absolutely can be argued that all four love interests paid a price for their love, and not just Sylus. This whole tangent was brought up to follow with the whole "deal with the devil" aspect. As stated previously, I wouldn't be surprised if the devs and songwriters intended for the lyrics to have layers upon layers of meaning in relation to the stories.

Also take into consideration the lyrics from the song in Sylus' first official trailer, Tangible Shackles:

The outlaw again celebrates this encounter in fate It's time to break the seal they set in mind It's time they will have to pay the price

To me, though, in this song, the verse sounds very vengeful. It sounds almost vindictive, as if someone must be punished for whatever wrongdoing done against Sylus.

Watching the interview for Visions opposées, it seems the LADS team has shared enough of the intended stories for the songwriters to understand and pen the songs we hear. I trust that there will be complete clarity to the lyrics once we're able to understand Sylus' myth.

Love is the privilege of mortals

A gift the gods covet in vain

Astra, you ass, is that you

Now remember the first official trailer for Sylus? Yeah. Long-Awaited Revelry. Do you know what "revelry" mean? 'Cause I sure as heck didn't and kept wanting to read it as rivalry

revelry. noun. a situation in which people are drinking, dancing, singing, etc. at a party or in public, especially in a noisy way. — Cambridge Dictionary

To put it simply, "long-awaited party," which with the new knowledge of the timeline of scenes shown, we can clearly see a scene of MC entering a ballroom where Sylus is at in the trailer.

What type of party is this? Long-awaited? Maybe an engagement? In the MV, you can catch a brief glimpse of guests in the background watching MC enter. It seems almost like Sylus is waiting to show her off. The dance they share also seem intimate, and Sylus' expression is very soft and tender.

Previously, I alluded that it looks like MC and Sylus' wrist are bounded by a thread, similar to the Red Thread of Fate, but afterwards, I had my doubts, and if in keeping with the theme of being trapped, perhaps they were actually cuffed? I have previously mentioned that handcuffs have shown up often in the trailers.

To be cuffed together makes it seem like it wasn't a choice for one or both people. Kind of pondering if maybe MC might have sold her soul to Sylus, thus becoming bounded to him?

I have also made a lot of references to the myth of Hades and Persephone previously (still holding onto it with every fiber of my being tbqh), BUT for the sake of this third theory, let's revise the above scene to mean...

Sylus, a demonic creature, is trapped on the dark side while MC is a mortal on the light side (mortal realm). He knows their love can never be, so he forces whatever bond they made together to break, setting her free to remain in the mortal realm while he remains trapped in the Underworld.

Interestingly, Sylus conjures up a gun, pressing it to his chest where his heart would be. And he makes MC shoot him. ....thus breaking their bond? Or killing him idk man

This appears to be the following appearance of him after he is shot in his chair:

I'm sorry if this seems out of left field and my mind works in a weird way, but.....the scene above kind of made me think of the Roman/Greek myth for Cupid/Eros and Psyche. Rather, I was thinking of the scene where after her jealous sisters manipulated her and planted seeds of doubts, Psyche betrays her husband's trust and broke her promise to not view his face and learn of his identity. She carries a dagger with the intention of killing him.

In the aforementioned myth, Psyche does journey into the Underworld during a final trial set forth by Cupid/Eros' mother, Venus/Aphrodite. Other than that, there might not be many other correlations I can make in regard to the scene depicted in Visions opposées.

Speaking of Cupid (Roman name, but aka Eros in Greek mythology), however, it's also worth noting that Cupid was described as a "demon of fornication" by some mythographers. Take this part with a grain of salt since this was due to adapting the Roman myth for Christian usage. I do, however, vaguely recalled in some Greek/Roman myths, Eros/Cupid was viewed as devious by the other gods due to him being able to make both mortals and the gods fall in love depending on his whims, be it out of mischievousness or malice.

So....Cupid....God of desire....erotic love.............that earlier incubus comment I made?? 😭 This part I am definitely pulling out of my ass. 💀 Let's just wrap this post up. 🫠

If we look at the myth from the angle that Sylus is a demon, then....

Theory 3: Sylus is a demon who has come across MC, and for whatever reason, she is desperate to make a deal with a demon, thus bounding herself to him. Perhaps over time, Sylus grows to adore her, but maybe MC betrays his trust, whether it be intentional or at the manipulation of others? Could he have tested her when he made her shoot him? Was he willing to die for her, even if it's at her hands?

Uhhhh.....yeah. This theory seems more far-fetched. 🫠 Well, thanks for your time! If any of the crumbs I've presented stirred any theories from you all, I'd love to hear it! Bye. 💕

[daytaker]

NightBringer Satan is a Gift.

I understand everyone has their own opinions on how good/not good NB is as a game or a story or whatever, but in my opinion, Satan's characterization is soooo enhanced by it. I know that this isn't an opinion that everyone shares, but to me, Satan felt emotionally artificial sometimes in the original game (more on that below).* He felt kind of awkward and like he wanted to connect with MC but something was blocking the kind of connection they develop with some of the other brothers. (Disclaimer: I've only done season 1 of OG, so I can't speak to how he's characterized later on. I know, I know, shame. But I'm trying my best.) Getting to see what Satan is like when he doesn't have any control over his emotions makes the stiffness and artificiality make more sense to me, and they become admirable because we get to see just how hard it is for him to get everything under control.

I think they did a really good job with the pacing of his development in NB too. Satan in Lesson 1 and Satan in Lesson 19 are different, but there isn't a moment where he suddenly starts controlling his emotions better. I think there's a lot going on behind the scenes with him as far as his emotional growth and self control are concerned.

Also let's not forget some very important things about Satan that make him, IMO, one of the most interesting characters to work with as a writer:

Satan was never an angel; he had no fall from grace.

Satan was created from Lucifer's wrath---he is literally the product of trauma and self-mutilation.

Satan is significantly younger than his brothers.

He spent the first year of his life more or less trapped in a castle with his deeply emotionally wounded brothers.

He has a deep resentment towards Lucifer that sometimes defies reason---he wishes he didn't dedicate so much of his time and energy to him, but it's basically a compulsion.

He hates his deep association with Lucifer, and he hates that he has a lot in common with him.

And these lead me to some headcanons that live rent-free in my brain every day of my life.

Satan sees himself as a reminder of the Great Celestial War and everything his brothers lost in it, including Lilith.

He is divine retribution against Lucifer for his failure, for leading his brothers to failure, for letting his sister die.

He acts as a counterbalance to Lucifer's pride by bearing the weight of the shame that Lucifer can't fully accept now that he is the Avatar of Pride. Even if Lucifer pushes it out of his mind, Satan never forgets that he failed in the worst way possible.

His biggest aspiration is to become a full and complete person outside of any association he has with Lucifer. He feels like some sort of parasitic tumor that exists only in opposition to his brother, and he wants desperately to escape that role that he feels he was born into.

Anyway, Satan is great, hail Satan, all that good stuff. Did you know I have a lot of thoughts and opinions about Satan? I know, shocking. For more of my takes here's my fic about him (on AO3).

*I think Satan almost metaphorically represents certain elements of autism---emotions that don't come out the way you intend, masking and its limitations, hyperfixations that are barely under control. In Fandom Discourse(TM) there's sometimes a level of focus on more 'cutesy' autistic traits that we find endearing in characters, like social obliviousness and gleefully indulged hyperfixations. But emotional control, emotional masking, emotional seepage, emotional artificiality---these are also real and messy and often times they aren't cute and they're uncomfortable to see in yourself or in someone else. I really don't like diagnosing characters so I'm not about to claim Satan "is" autistic, but as someone who has been called essentially 'spectrum adjacent' by doctors, I relate to the awkwardness and the desire to appear normal despite knowing you're not and emotions spilling out in ugly ways---um. That got really long and personal.

[cosmicjoke]

One tactic that some Eren fan once tried to argue to me, in trying to defend Eren's actions, is that Isayama, halfway through his story, suddenly decided that fighting back was "bad", and that's the cause of Eren's supposedly sudden shift in character at the end of the story. This person basically tried to blame it on Isayama changing his mind about the themes of AoT and, thus, on bad writing. They couldn't just accept that that was who Eren was all along; a whiny, selfish child that put himself and his desires above everyone else. Eren isn't bad because he was "fighting back", he's bad because he used the justifiable cause of self-defense as an excuse to commit horrific atrocities, when the real reason behind his actions was a childish inability to accept the way things were. It's why Eren's murder of the two sex traffickers who had kidnapped Mikasa was, on its face, justifiable, but the real reason behind Eren's actions wasn't. He did it because he was bored and enjoyed it. He could have waited for his father to get the authorities, but he didn't. And he didn't because he wanted to do what he did. He wanted to commit murder. It wasn't self-defense, it was self-indulgence.

Isayama never condemned the concept of self-defense or fighting back, and I think anyone who thinks he did wasn't paying any kind of attention to what they were reading/watching, and they aren't giving AoT enough credit for its nuance and sophistication.

The thing about AoT is that it doesn't present or force any sort of black and white moralistic world view on the reader/viewer. I talk about this with Levi a lot, how Levi is really representative of how morality isn't a static concept. How it varies and depends on the circumstances. He's a good man, the kindest, most compassionate man, that does quote on quote "bad things". Bad things within the context of normal society. But context always matters, and violence and killing isn't always wrong, even as it's always tragic. Jean, for example, very harshly criticizes Levi for killing people, only to be placed shortly thereafter in a position of having to kill in order to defend both himself and the lives of others; and when he falters and fails to do so, it's Armin who's forced to take that burden upon himself. We see in that moment how Jean's static morality and stubborn world view caused great harm to one of his friends, because he was more interested in preserving that static idea of morality and, thus, his own self-comfort, than he was in protecting his comrades. Jean's unmoving morality costs Armin dearly. Jean, in that moment, was extremely selfish.

And yet Levi later says to Jean that he doesn't know what's wrong or right, and he doesn't condemn Jean for his inaction, but simply states a fact; that Armin saved his and others lives by taking action in his place. Isayama's themes are never so basic or self-righteous as to present a definite answer on moral questions. He never tries to convey any kind of black and white world view. Rather, he presents the complexity of morality, and it's ever shifting conditions, while also showing us the oft tragic outcome of violence, even when that violence is justified or necessary.

Eren's actions weren't actions taken in self-defense or defense of others, they weren't necessary to his or anyone else' survival, and so they can't be defended and aren't justifiable. But Eren was given the power he was in an attempt at self-defense. Because a group of people was being persecuted and punished for things they weren't responsible for. That act of giving Eren power is justifiable. And that's the tragedy. Of having to rely on a bad person like Eren in a desperate attempt to survive. Just like Armin's emotional distress at having to kill in order to save Jean was a tragedy. Armin was justified, but it didn't stop him from being damaged by the event. It's not the self-defense itself that's wrong, but the fact of people being placed in a position of having to defend themselves at all, and all the many consequences of that, including the trauma is causes, both to ourselves and others, the sometimes ugly things it forces us to, and the cyclical, inescapable nature of it, that's tragic.

So it's not about questions of right and wrong, good or bad. Really, AoT is more a study on the tragedy of human nature and of nature itself. The world is cruel but beautiful, as Mikasa says. It's designed this way, and we're designed this way, and that's the way it will always be. Kill or be killed. Nature itself is predicated on that truth.

[sir-yeehaw-paws]

I know he's canonically infertile, but do you think Big Boss would have kept the kids if they weren't clones, or at the very least be involved in their lives?

Hello Anon! "They're no sons of mine." "Just a bunch of cells grown in a lab?" "What they are is much sicker than that." -Big Boss and Ocelot, Truth Tapes, MGSV.

Oh man. This is one of those things I waffle on hard. Because I think the real root of BB not wanting to have anything to do with the kids is because their creation, and existence, was born of betrayal.

BB knew people were thinking about him passing his genes along. It's hinted at a little bit in MGS3, if in a sort of 'off-handed' way, but he was certainly aware people around him (like Para Medic) thought about it and had considered it.

To me, one of the key issues with the clones is that he wasn't given a chance to say 'yay' or 'nay'. Everyone just did it behind his back, because they had access to his DNA. That alone (the non-consensual aspect) is more than enough for him to reject his 'sons' completely.

And he isn't wrong to do so, in this regard. The sons themselves are innocent, but that doesn't make it easy for BB to accept them as 'his' when he wasn't given a choice, or any form of capability to consent.

There was also the timing. NOT that him being cloned against his will would ever, in any circumstance be okay, but at the time, BB was still grieving the Boss, and had been used and betrayed by the USA. I tend to keep in mind that the US using him was a betrayal for BB, because before that, he willingly followed the will of the government.

Something the Boss herself warned against.

Caps: DiamondDogs

After all that, people he considered his friends, also betray him. By this point BB must've truly felt that he can't trust anyone, and that no matter where he goes, someone out there is only going to see him as some kind of glorified tool; no matter how much he might've trusted them, or how strong their relationship was.

With all that being said, if we do remove the cloning aspect, and assume the twins to have been born the normal way (that is, the old-fashioned consensual way with Eva) would he have kept them?

I'd say it would depend on the circumstances. There's a brief period after MGS3, before The Patriots are formed where BB is working odd jobs, and just trying to find his place again. Could he ostensibly settle down and be a standard all-American family man?

Honestly, I don't really think so. I think that he knows and understands warzones the best; and that he has a level of discomfort with society that is hard to ignore. I think BB would end up finding a warzone or war-adjacent zones anyway, and that anything else just ends up being a temporary delay or temporary reprieve.

Having children would get in the way of that. (Until later, of course..we know he has Chico and children in Zanzibarland, by the time he's a full-out warlord)

Which shifts me into the secondary aspect, or a possible alternative-BB accepting his sons when they're old enough to be 'useful' to him. In this case, they'd be part of his soldiers, his men, and work under him. Obeying him the same way any of his other soldiers do; and working for the same 'end' goal.

I think he and Liquid would clash even without Liquid's ever-present desire for patricide, but I imagine he and Dave would get along to some degree, if they had aspects they could bond over. Even if that bonding only ever boils down to 'sitting side by side doing some task or another, and not saying a word' Maybe hunting together, or other things they can share.

I don't know that BB would ever see himself as a 'family man'. But I could see him accepting them as his sons if they were wanted by him to some degree. Or slowly accepting them in his life, if they were brought into the world with his consent.

There could maybe be an argument of him accepting them despite the non-con aspect, but I think it'd be more with an element of 'you're men that I respect and like, but I can't call myself your father'.

Which is..essentially what ends up happening, way at the end.

Caps: Shirrako

TL'DR: Maybe he would, but it would be a victim or a situation of circumstance, IMO. I'm open to thinking about it further and discussing it more, though.

[kritischetheologie]

Ok you have me hooked on the ultimatum au!!!! I’m so curious to see where it all leads!!!

GDI @f1rstyasfk asked for #27 and here we have this. Surprise, kiddos, you get more ultimatum au. Bone app the teeth.

[Previously, in episode 7 they returned to their original partners for trial marriages. ]

Episode 8: the decision approaches

The DM from Max has been sitting unread in Daniel's Instagram notifications for four days when he finally cracks. He'd seen it when it popped up, in the preview-- hey I know this is against the rules of the game or the show or whatever you call it but I just need to know if I'm the only one who feels--

He hadn't opened the message, so he doesn't know what, exactly, Max feels. It's easier to tease Lando about moaning Jenson's name in his sleep if he imagines that the message ends with like we should put everything behind us and go back to our original partners.

But four days later, Daniel comes back to Lando so deeply immersed in a game of Halo that he doesn't even notice Daniel greet him, sits down on the couch, and opens the direct message thread before he can talk himself out of it.

like I'm never going to feel again for the rest of my life the way I felt with you, Max has written.

you arent, Daniel replies.

the only one, I mean, he clarifies.

Max's reply is instantaneous, though it's dinnertime, and he and Charles are supposed to be sitting down to a meal, the sort of family shit Daniel's never minded not being any good at. I'm not going to feel this way again either, he's written.

--

Nico is bored. He'd been bored with Jenson practically since he met him, something he's been quite open with his therapist about. They've been trying to dig into the roots of why nothing is ever enough for Nico. Nico likes to bring up the idea that maybe, most people truly just are boring, once you get to know them, because it makes his therapist squirm. Therapists aren't supposed to say there's something wrong with you, but they're supposed to nudge you in the direction of saying it yourself, so when Nico just outright refuses to play along... that, at least, isn't boring.

Jenson is bored too, though. Or-- he's not bored. He's just elsewhere. Nico knows what it looks like when you're thinking about someone else in the bedroom, because God knows he's doing it most of the time. And it's insulting. It's not like Nico can't keep up with the twentysomething little twink he'd gotten bent out of shape over. Nico does a lot of pilates.

Winning Lewis over from Sebastian, getting him to betray himself to his own desires, had been a thrill and a challenge. Winning Jenson back from Lando Norris is neither of those things. It's tedium. Nico is tired of it. He deserves more.

--

"Alex, I don't understand you at all," George spits. If it comes out harsher than he means it to, it's only because he's sick of having the same fight, again and again. "You and Charles had no chemistry, you didn't do anything together, so what exactly was it about your time with him that made you suddenly not want to marry me?"

"I never wanted to marry you, Georgie," Alex sighs. It's the first time Alex has said that without the comforting yet. It lands as softly and murderously as a sudden whiteout blizzard on a ski slope.

"Well. I guess that's that, then," George says, and quietly walks into the bedroom to pack his suitcase.

--

Lewis slinks back to his and Seb's apartment as the sun is rising. Roscoe is asleep on his pillow, snuffling his breaths into Seb's face, like he always does when Lewis is away. Lewis edges him off the bed and snuffles against Seb's face in imitation.

"Oh, Roscoe," Seb moans, quiet and half-asleep and an absolute terror nonetheless. "Oh baby, we shouldn't. Lewis will be home any minute."

Lewis has to press his lips to Seb's forehead, furrowed with worry even like this. To his cheeks. And finally, only once Seb bends his mouth up, tilting toward Lewis like a flower toward sunlight, to his lips.

"I'm sorry, love," Lewis says, between kisses. Seb still hasn't opened his eyes, but he's reaching for the button of Lewis's pants. "I'm scared."

"Don't care," Seb says, reaching into Lewis's underwear. "'Sno excuse."

Lewis bats Seb's hand away. "I thought you wanted to talk about this, man."

Seb pulls Lewis even closer, sucking on his bottom lip, releasing it so sharply Lewis tastes blood. "Wanted to talk about it last night," he says. "Just want you right now. We can talk in the morning."

He wraps Lewis up in his arms, the closest thing Lewis has ever let himself feel to home, and Lewis lets Seb carry him away.

--

Charles had never imagined himself going through a partner's phone, let alone someone as blunt and artless as Max. But Max starts texting someone, blushing petal-pink and biting at his lip every time his phone goes off, and Charles knows, and somehow that makes it even worse. Maybe it's worse to violate his privacy for confirmation of something obvious. They can figure that one out if Max doesn't leave him for Daniel.

It's not even that they've been texting, though. It's the sweetness, and more than that, the passion. Charles has never seen Max burning, or pining, or yearning, or longing, for anything but a promotion at work or victory on the soccer field. He hadn't realized Max could even feel the things he's saying to Daniel, let alone express them in words.

Charles is still holding Max's phone, jaw slack, when Max finds him.

"You were the one who proposed to me," Charles says. "You were the one who said that you wanted to be my family. That you wanted to have our own kids, to be the dads we don't--" he chokes on a sob, can't finish the sentence. "How do you go from that, to this, in two weeks."

Max looks helpless, another thing Charles didn't know he was capable of being. "I don't know," he says.

"That's not good enough," Charles says. "You don't even sound like yourself. You sound like you're on drugs, Max."

"It feels like I am," Max says. "I can't think straight, when it's about Daniel."

"That's not healthy," Charles says. "It's not sustainable. It's not safe. You're the one who told me that marriage is about being each other's safe places. Daniel can't be that for you, if this is the kind of shit you pull about him. You get that, right?"

Max is crying too, now. "I know that," he says. "But you said you weren't ready. You said you weren't sure you wanted a safe place. You said that ships in the harbor are safe but that's not what ships are for. I bought a ring, and I proposed, and you weren't sure."

"So you're punishing me?" Charles asks. "I don't do exactly what you want, so you decide to withhold your love entirely? Maybe you're more like your father than you--"

"Don't fucking say that," Max interrupts. "Take it back, Charles. Take it back, please, you don't mean it, you--"

"I don't mean it," Charles says, hurriedly, frantic. "You're not like him. You're nothing like him. You're kind, and responsible, and caring, and I should have said yes, when you asked me to marry you."

Max looks up at him through his tears. He looks so small, suddenly. Charles wants to wrap him up in his arms and protect him from the entire world, forever. Maybe that really is how you're supposed to feel, when you decide to marry someone, he thinks. Maybe that's why you do it.

"I could ask you again," Max says, suddenly hopeful. "In a few days, when we have the final decisions, I could..."

"I'd say yes," Charles says, as Max lays his head in his lap. "I'd say yes," he repeats, again and again, stroking Max's hair back from his forehead until he falls asleep.

[bridgerton-bard]

Polin Angst Thoughts

Warning: Spoilers (Romancing Mister Bridgerton, Netflix Season 2)

I have been seeing the online discourse about how much angst people think should be included in the Polin storyline of season three, and I thought I would add my two cents.

Personally, I am a little excited to see the power dynamic in the relationship shift in Penelope's favor. She has spent years pining after this man who has never seriously entertained the idea that she would make a good partner. Maybe she should have moved on when it was clear that Colin didn't reciprocate her romantic feelings, but then we'd never have the Polin story.

I'm not saying I want Colin to suffer for the sake of suffering, but I do think some angst from him is going to be required, because he so thoroughly dismissed the idea of courting Penelope in season two. In real life, if someone dismissed Penelope (or anyone else) in this way, they would need to earn their way back into her heart, to prove that their affections were not part of a cruel joke. It would be unrealistic for Colin to dismiss Penelope as a prospect for courting in such a resounding, public fashion at the end of season two, and then win her back by simply saying "I missed you" at the start of the next social season less than a year later.

Even considering the social mores of the regency time period, I think Penelope unequivocally accepting Colin's "I missed you" as an apology and beginning to court Colin would be unrealistic. Julia Quinn stresses in several of the Bridgerton books that women in the regency period generally had little power in the courting process. Women had to wait for gentlemen to be introduced to them (never introducing themselves to gentlemen they were interested in), women had to accept offers from any man to dance unless their dance card was already full or they were betrothed, etc. In most of the courting process, regency women had to be passive and wait for their desired suitor to approach and court them. Accepting or not accepting offers to court and marriage proposals were the two significant points in the courting process where regency women actually held the upper hand in the dynamics. Penelope making it clear to Colin that she will not court him is simply her exercising what little power she does have in the social mores of the time.

I think one thing that gets glossed over about Colin's behavior towards Penelope in seasons one and two is that it is also the behavior of a rake, but in a different way than Anthony or Benedict's rake behavior. Anthony and Benedict's bachelor periods tend to show them both as rakes because they kept mistresses, visited brothels, or had a parade of women engaged in some sort of fling. Colin's behavior in seasons one and two is rake behavior because it should be clear to everyone, including Colin, that he is leading Penelope on. Without any intention to court her, Colin is impeding Penelope from moving on and finding a suitor who requites her feelings. This does get a little complicated because in the books, it is Violet Bridgerton who is encouraging Colin to dance with Penelope, and Penelope is aware of this or at least suspects it. However, I still argue that just because Colin is not in possession of a parade of flings, it doesn't counteract that some of his behavior towards Penelope is befitting of a rake.

So yes, I do think it's important that we see Colin fight a little for Penelope's affections. It's important for him to realize what he had once she's gone, and that she's worthy of more than always being the backup on call for when he's lonely or feeling misunderstood. I would like to see Colin realize his feelings for Penelope before another suitor proposes to Penelope. Otherwise, I think we get into territory where it just feels like he wants her because he can't have her.

[yuikomorii]

Heya! In which of the boys route do you think Yui was broken/hurt the most?

I always wanted to know which would be the worst scenario (route) for like.. an avarage girl irl . I know most girls would not survive there😅 but just wanted to know your opinion which of those 6 doors you would never open. Or 13 if we count all the characters.

// Since it's an otome game, it goes without saying that there will be a lot of plot armor and that the love interests can't really harm the heroine seriously throughout the route, regardless of what she does, because the plot would go nowhere like that. Most characters are jerks but not really that hard to handle, since they were known for scaring Yui rather than letting her get genuinely hurt. However there were certain Diaboys who were very scary, as it felt like they had no feelings of remorse or empathy.

Laito:

Can’t say that his HDB route is the worst thing Rejet has ever written (because it’s definitely not) but it baffled me how he was so okay with Yui breaking like that to the point where she lost all her will to live and only wanted to be set free from him. I mean, she literally tried to commit and he was just there not even intending to stop her bleeding veins despite being the one who cut them?? It’s true that in the Vampire Ending she doesn’t turn out that bad but after all, this is just because it’s fiction.

Kanato:

He was easier to understand than Laito because at least you were able to know that he had a soft spot for sweets and Teddy. Nevertheless, it was a bit too much how he kept stabbing Yui with the fork and a few chapters later, I’m pretty sure he stabbed Yui with a knife in more places as well. Still, it’s surprising how she turned out worse in his route, considering the fact that in the afterstory she kills innocent people—

Kou:

I love Kou but he was a literal demon in MB. I really hated how he made his fans bully Yui JUST FOR FUN. It wasn’t even any sort of punishment, he merely wanted to make her suffer. Another thing I couldn’t stand was how he kept putting Yui’s life in danger, only to make her prove her love. I understand wanting to test someone but it would have been way better if he actually saved Yui after seeing her do something dangerous. That way it would have proved that he cared for her yet he continued to watch her get hurt for him over and over again, without feeling any empathy. He was sorta redeemed at the end but yeah, most of his route was big yikes, especially since you wouldn’t have expected a cheerful and friendly idol like him to be such a wicked person.

Carla:

I like the Tsukinami family's desire to preserve their lineage but sorry, I must say that I find it repulsive that a 17-year-old would be forced to become pregnant out of the blue with strangers. I understand that Yui was partially to blame for Carla's anger and subsequent dungeon scene but that moment grossed me out sooo bad. She lost her will to live but Carla literally jumped on a depressed girl and was on the verge of rap€ing her, if his Endzeit didn’t kick in. He gets gradually better throughout his route but this scene left a sore taste in my mouth.

Kino:

Look, Kino is a great villain and a lot of fun, but his LE route was trash. Kino killed a child, mistreated Yui, abducted both Yui and Ayato, planned to sell Ayato to the church for execution, manipulated Yui and tortured Ayato. The pain he caused them both was immense and although I appreciated Yui calling him out, it's so sad that she was brainwashed. While it's true that Kino can be quite cute when he wants to, their romance was so rushed and forced because they didn't give us any reason why Yui would fall for him other than manipulation when Ayato, who was seen to care more about her than for himself, was right there. I wish they developed Kino’s feelings better, given that he straight up blackmailed Yui to become his, otherwise Ayato would had been killed, therefore Yui had no other choice but accept the situation. That’s why his CL route is way better.

I only mentioned 5 instead of 6 but that’s mostly because no other character came closer to them in terms of bad scenario. The rest of them felt decent in their routes for a game called Diabolik Lovers, lol.

[katakosmos]

i’m begging you to make a post with all the bartydora thoughts in one place PLEASE. I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING.

so, i see them in a very specific context, where evan, pandora and regulus are a really close friendgroup, and barty is the last to arrive. this works in my fic (cause, yk, it's the whole plot), but it could also work at hogwarts: evan and pandora are sorted in two different houses and, since they're inseparable and even a little arrogant, they don't have any friends except regulus, and they have known him since childhood.

barty, on the other hand, is a popular guy. even if he's a ravenclaw like pandora, they spoke to each other probably three times in four years. he also, like the twins, has no friends: he just knows people. and many.

he has never been interested in regulus, evan and pandora, but when the first rumors start to spread at hogwarts ("that rosier almost killed a kid!", "look! he came back without an eye!"), he finds himself completely fascinated by them.

somehow, he makes his way within the group. he's different from all of them: he's smart, but he doesn't care about having good grades if he has to work hard to get them; he goes to parties; he has an horrible family too, but he never seems to think about his parents, he doesn't even miss them. he says he doesn't have a family, that he's alone but happy.

so pandora sees barty, and she realizes that her life can be different. that she can be free from the obsessive control evan has over her (cause yk how my evan is: violent, control freak, obsessed with pandora in an unhealthy way; he can't stay away from her even for a second, they sleep in the same bed, he believes that every boy who talks to pandora wants to take her away from him).

and so she thinks barty is a sign, and that he came to save her. she could absolutely get rid of evan on her own (and in fact she will, much later), but after years of control, during which evan organized everything in her life, she doesn't even know what it means to be free to choose and decide. so she needs barty. he's the key.

she thinks "if i make him fall in love with me, we'll marry and i'll be free".

the first time pandora shows who she really is to someone, that someone is barty. and he doesn't get it. doesn't get her. because barty is sure he already knows the real pandora, but he doesn't really see beyond what pandora wants people to see: a beautiful girl who always smiles, a doll, kind and gentle.

and also, we could say he doesn't really care. he just finds it reassuring to have a source of positivity at his side, and he's not interested in understanding who pandora really is. so while she desperately tries to be saved (do you see how absurd this is?), barty is completely obsessed with evan, he has fallen right into his trap. because evan isn't stupid, he understood very well what pandora was doing, and he took away her last escape route too.

(and evan then – poor boy, he didn't expect it – falls into his own trap, because he discovers he can't resist barty, and that wasn't his plan).

and barty turns out to be just another version of evan, so imagine pandora's disappointment.

this is what happens "behind the scenes" i would say, but in reality barty and pandora adore each other. he is completely devoted to the twins, and he treats pandora like a goddess. he loves her and he tries in every way to make her happy. pandora finds him very cute and funny; barty introduces her to parties (and also to xenophilius), and barty is actually one of the first people to treat pandora for who she is: a completely separate individual from evan, a girl with a different personality and different interests.

their relationship is not sexual. they kissed a couple of times, but laughing and joking, so they both knew it was not serious. is it just a friendship then? no, because they feel some sort of desire towards each other. barty would have sex with her, sometimes he dreams of it, but only because he knows it can never happen.

pandora is unattainable and this excites him.

(adding a pinterest board)

[bengiyo]

If It's With You Ep 5 (Finale) Stray Thoughts

Last week, Ryuji was feeling awkward after Amane's confession and dragged him off to a shrine so they could be alone and talk about it. These two are so kind and forthright, and they have one of my favorite confession scenes of all time now. Ryuji received Amane's feelings and asked for time to sort his own, healing Amane's own insecurities about even having them. Later they decide to go on a date together for the fireworks in a few weeks, but Ryuji is too busy with the restaurant to talk to Amane much in the meantime. Amane has also turned down any more encounters with his old fuckbuddies. We left at the beginning of the date.

Even if Ryuji isn't super passionate about the restaurant, I like that he has a love for food.

No, classmates, don't interrupt the flirting!

Ryuji continues to be a favorite. He didn't let them crash their date.

They're holding hands!

I love how self aware Amane is about his own internalized homophobia, and how he can admit it to Ryuji.

Oh boy it's my favorite thing: YEARNING.

I like Ryuji's confession, even if subs were a bit choppy. Recognizing that he does think about Amane a lot and wants to see him, and connecting that to the way his mom talks about his dad lands solidly for me.

That first kiss was cute, and they captured the different levels of awkward well, but my little dude Amane fucks and this can't just end on cute.

I like them spending the night walking around and seeing the sunrise together.

This is about to be over. What about the thing Ryuji didn't admit at the shrine?

Final Verdict: 9.5, Fantastic Expressions of Different Levels of Sexual Awareness. I really loved this little show that came out of nowhere. I liked how aware and assured Amane was about who he was even as he had specific hangups he still needed to face. I loved how forthright Ryuji was with Amane the entire time, and I like that they're giving themselves permission to take things a bit slow. I only have a few quibbles about some things Ryuji said getting left unfinished, and I'm not sure where I sit on Amane's desire since the show led with a partner wanting Amane to get exactly what we watched.

[ohbo-ohno]

I've sent asks off anon before but I want to be included so I'm claiming 🐰 - ghoap with a kitty reader is cute and I love and support our local cat girls and dog boys but as the bunny enthusiast (gaz bunny person) I gotta say, conqueror ghost with rabbit coded reader, she's always been a flirtatious tease to Johnny, *knowing* he couldn't have what he so desperately wanted from her, but with a high drive for what she desires, she just couldn't help herself from getting pleasure from his desperation and attempts to hide his own desire, and ghost sees this and turns this on its head. "You want to tease our dog, you can take every bit of what he's got to give." Let's soap fuck reader into overstimulation, let's soap fuck them until they pass out, their own drive being miniscule compared to a wound up pent up soap off his leash for a couple of hours. Ghost of course makes Johnny clean up his mess with his mouth, and then Ghost takes his turn with their pretty bunny, because obviously, rabbits fuck like well... Rabbits. They can handle however many rounds ghost has in him.

catgirls and dogboys... what about the doggirls, huh? we deserve representation too

i def see conqueror ghost making johnny his pup (/affectionate) but idk if reader is really a kitten or more of just a general pet (/derogatory) but i loooove your stuff about her being a tease

she's fighting her parents sooo hard to be allowed to marry johnny but she knows it's fruitless so she's always trying to cross lines with him, always trying to get him to reciprocate but he doesn't :( he took a vow to protect her and remain celibate (and her parents would literally cut his head off if they caught him touching her in any sort of inappropriate way) so he never ever allows himself or her even close to those lines

but ghost... not only does he allow it, he forces it. and now johnny and princess are reversed - she feels like she can't touch him (cause of her pride), he wants to touch her more than anything in the world.

when johnny's been a good boy (and i mean a good boy, just the bestest in the world) he gets to use princess as long as he wants, even when she passes out. ghost cradles her head in his lap, she finally blinks her eyes open minutes (hours?) later and feels johnny still fucking her, see ghost just smiling down at her :(

maybe when johnny only gets to fuck her once or twice ghost pulls him off by the leash :( snarling and growling pup, clawing his way closer to her cunt because he's soooo desperate for her, can't even think enough to listen to his master :/

ghost having johnny clean princess out so ghost has someone clean to fuck ohhhh im ghlsl;fklsdl;f

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Sin Route Analysis

This is an analysis of the general route and not a specific ending of sorts.

!!!MAJOR SPOILERS!!!

So, the sin route. Honestly, it's undoubtedly one of the darkest and most tragic routes of the game and the game wastes no effort to make that apparent. The music that plays as you do the route is glitchy, has no melody, and the music has no comfort or catchiness to it. The visuals become glitchy and distorted, giving another layer of uneasiness and distress and become more severe as Maeno's headspace gets more muddled and stressed. And the characters act dark and cold, more than they do in any other route.

All in all, the experience is unpleasant, to say the least.

I have a few aspects I wish to unpack with the sin routes which range from the title to the endings.

Why is it called the Sin route?

While one might gloss over the name of the sin route as just a cool-sounding name (I did when I first saw it) but I later realised that there's more to it.

"Sin" refers to two different things.

This is the route where Maeno can act the most sinful while still being himself

You, yourself committed one.

With the first point, someone I've mentioned in my Punishment ending analysis is that one of Maeno's core character traits is his need to save others. In the normal endings, he's determined to escape with Tsugino and cure him despite not having much knowledge on what to do alongside the true endings. Even in Ushirono's part, Tsugino literally attacks and damages his leg but is still willing to lend out a hand to him to cure him of his Zeno.

He is not willing to leave anyone behind or try to not help out someone. But in the sin route, he still is trying to help Tsugino but his ways are questionable and are morally gray, if not then black. By all means, his core character trait of trying to save everyone is still there but takes a dark twist. Hence acting the most sinful while still being himself.

With the second point, this moreso refers to letting Fuyu die.

The sin route can only happen if the player chooses to linger in Maeno's room for 5 minutes with no real reason. While you might accidentally trigger it by going afk for a moment to come back to your game suddenly being glitchy and music now being disturbing, for most of us, we choose to do the Sin route and let Fuyu die which goes against Maeno's ideals.

He doesn't want anyone to die or be left being and the only times he does abandon someone is in only certain endings (and with only Fuyu, funnily enough) like in oblivion where he can't remember his connection with Fuyu or in Proof where Fuyu hits stage 4 and cannot be saved. Those are circumstances where it can't be helped.

But you instead choose to let him die. You didn't bother to save him. And not because you were scrambling to find the sedative, you were doing nothing but staring at the wall. And in-universe, Maeno knows this and because of it, he begins to feel ashamed and distressed. This isn't what he wanted. He feels sinful.

He feels like a failure for not saving Fuyu, his childhood friend and one of the only pieces of his life left and he feels this way because of you. You could've saved him but you chose not to.

It was a Sin to not save him.

Maeno's behaviour and deconstruction of his ideals

As mentioned before, Maeno has a huge value of saving others. There's no shortage of Maeno's behaviour that doesn't display this behaviour. Saving people is his priority.

When he sees the bloody patients in the facility, he becomes unsettled from seeing that they likely were mistreated and were put through harsh experiments.

When Tsugino get bitten by Fuyu, he immediately treats the wound.

When Tsugino gains Zeno, he's determined to cure him.

And as said before, Maeno still retains that desire to save others but it takes a dark turn. His chronic hero syndrome begins to make his mental state start to decline. The glitch is a visual representation of that, as said before.

From Maeno's perspective, he's just found out that his workplace is now a desolate facility filled with dead bodies with only him, Tsugino and Fuyu left as the only survivors. However, Fuyu soon dies and the other survivor is currently insane and wants to murder him. Not only that, he also cannibalised Fuyu's sister around 3-5 years ago with the promise of finding a cure for ZENO to help other people. There's no nearby help and any solution rests on his shoulders.

That's a whole lot of information, shock, pain, pressure and stress all at once. However, he doesn't have any time to soak it in or process it, lest he gets murdered by Tsugino. So his only instinct is to fix the problem by curing Tsugino and attempting to fulfil his promise. But because he's doing it all with a very stressed and grieving mind which leads to him making the wrong decisions. Put a pin in this, we'll talk about it later.

Maeno is chasing this ideal of trying to save everyone at his own expense. He neglects letting himself grieve and process Fuyu's death in favour of making Tsugino the priority in an anxious "If I save him, then everything will be okay" way. But the thing is you can't always save everyone and that's something you have to come to terms with. We're all humans who can only do so much. But Maeno cannot accept that. It might be a feeling that not saving Tsugino means that it was all for nothing and everyone in the facility died in vain or that it would be a failure to not grant Natsu's wish, but regardless of the exact desire, he cannot accept not curing Tsugino.

His mentality is unhealthy right now. He's now obsessed with curing Tsugino because it's all he has right now. If he leaves the facility with Tsugino uncured then he has nothing. His childhood friend is dead, the aforementioned friend's sister is dead, Tsugino cannot be saved, his parents are dead, he now has no job... there's nothing left for him. Tsugino is his only and only hope of having something. So he forfeits whatever to try and cure Tsugino which turns out either unsuccessful or doing immoral things to achieve them.

The sin route is a deconstruction of Maeno's ideals to try and help everyone in the game. He's left with a struggling and unhealthy mental state and clinging onto saving Tsugino like it's a lifejacket. His inability to accept that he might not be able to save Tsugino ends up putting him in a worse place. He ends up just digging himself deeper and getting obsessed with finding a cure which leads to his own undoing.

And digging that hole leads to him either his grave or he's no longer than the man he was.

Endings C and D

Now, we'll take the pin out. Endings C and D are the endings where Maeno and Tsugino both end up dying. These endings show Maeno's ideals leading him to die.

And something interesting is that despite Maeno going into Tsugino's memories, he doesn't even get close to resolving Tsugino's trauma because Fuyu isn't there. It was he and Fuyu working together and using both of their research to figure out that trauma is the cause of ZENO and ruling out other ideas.

Because when Maeno ate Natsu, he mistakenly focused on the surface level of the interaction to think that eating another person with ZENO is what leads to the cure and not the emotional aspect of the shock and pain of eating someone you love ended up curing him. However, in contrast, Fuyu was able to gather that memories played a part in ZENO and even deduced it was trauma in Part Ushirono when Maneo had his ZENO relapse. As a result, Maeno doesn't figure out that trauma is the cause of ZENO and makes the wrong choice of making Tsugino see his memories and the part where he eats Natsu even though that is exactly the cause of his ZENO.

In short, Maeno needs Fuyu's help to cure ZENO. But he's left without it and thus cannot solve it.

Now, let's get into the details of the endings.

Ending D

I said I would talk about this, so let's do that. In my Punishment Ending analysis, I said this was one of the three endings where Maeno gives himself up for Tsugino to eat (when he has all his memories).

Similar to the Punishment Ending, Maeno gives himself up because of guilt. And in here, I would say that his guilt is slightly changed. In here, he's feeling guilty for being unable to cure Tsugino. That's his goal and he tried to do it and failed. Now, he has Tsugino with a knife over him and is tempted to kill him and is fighting against himself to kill Maeno.

And he has the choice to fight back or lay down his life. And he decides to lay his life down.

He can't possibly live on and leave the facility without achieving that. That would mean all that work was for nothing. He couldn't succeed and he CAN'T succeed. So if he can't, he might as well give Tsugino the pleasure of killing him. Or maybe he just wanted to die.

And I think that at this moment, he was feeling all the guilt of Natsu and Fuyu dying. How they died so cruelly...

It would only be fitting to let himself die in the same way he killed someone he viewed as a little sister. He couldn't even cure the disease he was hired and promised he would cure.

So he gives himself up and Tsugino ends up killing him with half of him being distressed and the other pleasured and pleased.

But if you read my Punishment Ending analysis, more likely than not, Tsugino would taste no "love" from eating Maeno and face a similar emotional breakdown as he realises he was searching for the wrong thing. But it's later shown that he was still alive when the police searched the facility but was at stage 4. And I think he likely reached stage 4 because he lost his meaning in life as Tsugino and feels guilty for killing "Tsugino" as "Maeno". But since he can't be controlled during stage 4, he can only be put out of his misery.

Ending C

Now, this is Maeno choosing to instead keep trying to cure ZENo and clinging onto his ideals. But since Tsugino cannot fight against killing Maeno, he's led to only one choice. He has to kill himself to save Maeno.

So he directs the knife at himself to stop himself.

But that isn't what Maeno wanted. This isn't saving Tsugino. He NEEDS to save him. But he can't. That was the only thing he had left. And now it's gone.

The loss of everything now hits him when he was trying to compensate and ignore it before. And that leads to this...

His ZENO comes back and it wants to destroy everything. If there's anything left for him, that is.

And I think the implication here is that Maeno blew himself up.

Maeno trying to avoid and ignore everything he's lost and that he needs to grieve comes back in full force and it destroys him. He tried to repress it and now all his feelings just exploded (pun not intended). He's lost everything and now there's no point. No point but to destroy everything flashily and beautifully.

Endings A and B

Now, I find these endings to have a lil more meat to them thematically and not in the way you think.

I think these endings reflect the facility's treatment of their patients. Think about it for a moment.

The two recorded ways that ZENO was cured/treated was through memory loss and cannibalism. These discoveries were reflected in how Fuyu treated patients by trying to relieve their symptoms by getting rid of their childhood memories and the facility served human meat to their patients in an attempt that would do something.

When we take a look at Ending A, Maeno assumes Tsugino's identity and makes Tsugino forget who he is and makes him believe he's Maeno. This reflects Fuyu's treatment of patients.

In Ending B, Maeno cuts off pieces of his own body for Tsugino to eat as regular meals. This reflects how human meat was served in the cafeteria for patients to eat. But more importantly, in here, Tsugino cries and is distressed by having to eat Maeno despite not being actually cured and only having the sedative to relieve symptoms. This is probably reflecting how the actual patients of the facility felt about their treatment and hated being there (refer back to how Maeno reckoned they were being mistreated whilst in the laboratory room).

There's not too much in depth about this but I thought it was a neat thought that should've been recorded.

Now, I wanna talk about their clothes in the Sin route.

Maeno's clothes are now changed to a black hoodie while Tsugino wears a white turtleneck.

I believe that their outfit colours represent their morality.

When we take a look at Tsugino and Maeno's regular outfits, the most prominent colours on their shirts are white with Maeno and black with Tsugino.

However, Maeno does also have a red tank top under his white shirt. While I'm not going to elaborate on this as I'll leave that for when I analyse their outfits, but the red tank top ends up covered up whenever Maeno wears his lab coat which is also white.

Thus, Maeno's prominent colour is white. Not to mention, in the sin route, he's wearing the lab coat.

Now, when we do ending A and B, Maeno is now wearing black while Tsugino wears white.

When we look back to their regular outfits, Maeno is the sane and good one while Tsugino is the one who is going crazy and is trying to kill Maeno. We can interpret Maeno's white clothes as showing that he's morally pure as he's the one who's trying to save everyone and Tsugino's black clothing represents that he's the antagonist and morally black.

But in the sin ending, their colours are now swapped. This likely shows that now things are switched. Now Maeno is the one who's acting more evil while Tsugino is now more pure as Maeno either wipes his memories or forces Tsugino to eat human meat.

Another thing you can note is that now Maeno is wearing a hoodie which Tsugino also wears a hoodie as a patient in the facility. This is also another tie in that their dynamic (or as far as even their identities) have now swapped places with Maeno as the antagonistic one and Tsugino as the purer one.

Ending B

Now, in this ending, the only thing I want to to talk about is how Maeno tries to cure Tsugino—which is through cannibalism.

As said before, Maeno only focuses on the surface level of why eating Natsu fixed his ZENO which is that it must be eating a live ZENO patient must've been the cure. However, the audience knows better.

So since all the other ZENO patients are dead and Maeno had previously had ZENO, then it's more likely that Tsugino eating him would solve his ZENO. So he ends up cutting off pieces of his leg and gouging out his eyeball to serve to Tsugino.

And I believe this is a physical metaphor of just how far Maeno is willing to go to solve Tsugino's ZENO and is quite literally harming himself to achieve it with results that may or may not work.

This is how far his obsession with saving Tsugino will go. How far his own mentality is taking him that he will sacrifice everything for it.

[maple-seed]

Thrown - Chapter 31: A Failing Strategy

Summary: Loki tries a new tactic in an effort to curb his feelings.

Word Count: 2,435

Author's Note: Getting a bit angstier for a minute here.

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He had dreamt about you again last night.

It was becoming a frustration. It's been weeks since his... epiphany regarding how he felt about you. He had expected it to at least begin waning by now, but if anything it was getting worse. You occupied nearly his every thought. Any free moment that he wasn't strictly engaged in a task --and even occasionally when he was-- his mind wandered to you. He would think about your laugh, imagine how you would feel in his arms, in his more salacious moments he might fantasize about the sounds you would make as he pleased you. He would reprimand himself after, these sorts of daydreams were certainly not going to help matters. Still, his thoughts inevitably drifted back to your scent or your smile or your shape.

The dreams were troublesome. At first it felt like a reprieve from his usual nocturnal torture. Dreaming of you was better than dreaming of his abusers or his past sins or his losses. Now he realized it was just another sort of torment. However delightful the dreams may be, when he woke he was overcome with a deeper sense of loneliness than he could bear. He would lie his bed in the cold light of morning and ache for your presence. It was a burden. Moreover, depending on the content of the dream, he would have trouble meeting your eyes later.

The problem was that he was spending too much time with you, he decided during breakfast. It was natural that he couldn't shake these feelings from his system, he was feeding into them nearly every day. He needed to limit his contact, just temporarily. Only long enough so he could cut back these traitorous growths, then he could resume his friendship with you unencumbered by the weight and tangle of this infatuation.

He and Thor had errands to attend to in the mortal town. This ran a significant risk of an encounter with you, but Loki was prepared. On their walk to town you were occupied, they could see you at work in the window of your studio. Loki tamped down the desire to join you there, sitting in that chair and watching you work. He and Thor continued on and went about their business without any particular incident. Loki may have been slightly distracted throughout but managed to keep up with the conversation well enough to avoid suspicion. On their way back home, however, you were outside in your field, and Loki steeled himself for what was to come.

"Boys!" You waved with a friendly smile as they came to a stop by your wall. "Did you happen to see Goat on your way here?" Thor looked confused. "No. Should we have? Is he missing?" You shrugged. "Not really. He wanders off sometimes. He always comes back. Working today?" "Our work is complete, for the most part. We were on our way home." Thor reached across the wall to pet Ash. You smirked. "I thought that might be the case. I'm beginning to get suspicious, your walks home always seem to coincide with meal times. Are you timing your errands to get dinner out of me?" "I don't see why we would go to so much trouble for something so freely given." Loki replied with his own smirk. He needed to be careful, he was being drawn in. You shrugged in surrender. "I can't really argue with that. I have a stew on, you're welcome to it." "My lady, I can think of no better way to end our day." Thor was already moving to open the gate. Loki hung back. "I'm afraid I must decline. I'm going to retire for the evening. Feeling a bit run down." Disappointment flashed across your face and his resolve nearly wavered. You replaced your smile and patted Thor's arm. "That's fine. More for us." Thor watched Loki with a wary eye as he followed you away. "Indeed. It is his loss." "I'm certain it is." Loki turned and began down the road. "I hope you feel better!" You called after him. He simply waved in response.

You and Thor disappeared into your cottage. Loki continued on to New Asgard. The walk home felt especially quiet.

Loki was reading when Thor returned home. Thor stood in the doorway to the living room, holding a plastic bowl with a sealed lid. "She sends this with her well wishes." Of course you sent him dinner. "That is very kind of her." Thor set the bowl on the end table beside Loki. "That sort of kindness is not something to spurn." "I agree completely." Loki turned a page. Thor watched him closely, trying to appraise his intentions. "It did not seem to me that you were in particular need of rest today." "I simply wasn't prepared for the social engagement." "So it was a lie." "Lies often serve a benevolent purpose, brother." Loki looked up at him. "I did not wish to injure her feelings or cause her doubt." Thor crossed his arms, making it clear that he disapproved, but left the room without anything more to say. Loki looked at the bowl on the table and felt undeserving.

**

Over the next few days Loki managed to avoid meeting you. He tended to the tasks that called for him in New Asgard, and always had something else to work on when something was needed in the human town. During his evening walks with Thor he discreetly guided their path, something he would typically never do, ensuring that if they left New Asgard they would wander the hills nearby rather than the road that might lead to your home. He managed to convince himself that it was working, that this sense of emptiness he felt was his heart finally letting go of this surplus attachment.

But now it was Saturday morning. Loki sat with his tea at the kitchen table. He stared down into the cup and wondered how you were faring. Had you made it to the market on time, without him there to help you pack? Were you managing without another set of hands to mind the stall? Had you made an extra sandwich, anticipating he would be there? The emptiness had become overwhelmingly present and he was beginning to suspect it was not the sign of mending he had previously assumed.

Thor came down the stairs and visibly startled when he saw Loki at the table. "What are you doing here?" "I may be mistaken, but I believe I live here." Loki stated flatly, still staring at his cup. "Yes." Thor rolled his yes. "But it's the weekend. A market day." "You may be surprised to learn I am not actually employed by the potter." He took a sip, still avoiding Thor's gaze. "Loki." There was a long pause, and Loki finally met his brother's eyes. There was a crease in his brow, his face a mix of frustration and concern. "I won't tell you how to conduct yourself here. I won't pretend to understand your machinations. All I will say is that you should tend to this carefully, whatever it is that you're doing." "Duly noted." Loki stood with his tea and returned to his room upstairs.

The day was spent in anguish. He tried to occupy himself with any number of diversions; reading, eating, walking, he even resorted to turning on the television, nothing broke the hold you had on his mind. He fought the urge to walk to the market, his instinct telling him that if he could just see you then he wouldn't have to think about you. He told himself that this would pass, and that this struggle proved these measures were necessary. Eventually the day was over, and he fell into a fitful sleep.

Sunday was no better. He waited until he heard Thor leave the house before exiting his bedroom, hoping to avoid another reprimand. He wondered if you had expected him this morning, after his absence yesterday. He wondered how you felt about it. Perhaps it was a relief for you, he thought to himself, he had been occupying a lot of your time. Besides, you had gone to the market alone for years, you didn't need him. He tried to frame it as some sort of kindness for your benefit. It didn't stop the intrusive thoughts about your wit or the shine of your eyes or how it felt when your hand brushed his, but it helped him bear it. The day whiled away slowly, and when he finally returned to bed he found he was exhausted by the effort of distraction.

He was aware that he was dreaming. He was in your cottage. More specifically, he was in your bedroom. It was rendered in considerable detail, he thought, for a room he typically only saw in passing. You were sitting on your bed, hugging your legs to your chest, head resting on your knees. You looked despondent. "Darling, what's wrong?" He stepped quickly to sit beside you. You looked up at him but didn't move. "I'm sorry." His brow furrowed. "For what?" You shook your head and closed your eyes. "I'm sorry." He reached for your hands, wrapping them in his. "There's no need." You squeezed his hand.

Loki awoke. That had certainly been different. He stared at his ceiling, trying to decipher what this was. The ache was worse. The empty feeling had progressed into an encompassing hollowness. He hadn't felt this when you were away during Jul. It wasn't just that he hadn't seen you, he realized, it was that he was keeping himself from you. He was the cause of it. It was his fault. It was necessary, he reminded himself as he turned over and tried to find sleep again.

**

The day's work was confined to New Asgard, and Loki was grateful that he didn't need to create any excuses. He was home by the late afternoon, however, and once again had to find a diversion. He was attempting to read when Thor again appeared in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest.

Loki looked up. "Is there something I can help you with?" Thor frowned. "I ran into our friend just now, she was taking Ash to the beach for a walk. I invited her here for dinner." "Oh?" Loki's spirit rose. If Thor invited you here, well, that's something that couldn't be helped. "She declined." Loki's heart sank again. "Oh." "I wonder why she might do that." Thor was scowling now. Loki shrugged. "The inner workings of a human's mind-" "I imagine it's because you've been avoiding her." Loki set his jaw and looked back down at his book. "You told me recently you didn't want to injure her feelings. They have been injured." That cut right through him. He winced. "That... that was not my intention." Thor stared for a moment, then dropped his arms. "You know, brother, I don't believe I have the energy for our walk today. I suggest you go on your own." As he left the room he called over his shoulder. "Perhaps to the beach?"

**

When Loki found you on the beach you were sitting on a log that had washed ashore, watching the waves. Just laying eyes on you felt like a relief. He wondered why he had bothered with this foolishness. Ash trotted up to meet him as he approached and followed Loki back to where you sat. You glanced up at him and offered a half-smile. You looked tired. The relief he felt was replaced by guilt.

"May I join you?" You nodded to the space next to you. Loki took a seat and looked out at the water. "Has Goat returned?" "Not yet. But he will." Your eyes were focused on a swell in the distance.

A tense silence stretched between the two of you. That twisted his heart. Usually the silences you shared were a comfortable quiet. This isn't how things should be. This was his fault. He hadn't expected you to be affected this way, but he had been careless.

Eventually he found his nerve. "I owe you an explanation." "Was it something I did?" He balked. "No. No, of course not." You sighed and dropped your head. "That's all I really need to know."

Was that relief? Had his absence been hanging over you? He wondered what you could possibly have thought you'd done. His heart twisted again and shame kept him from saying anything else for some time. He eyed the scarf around your neck. Did you still wear the pendant he gave you? He wouldn't fault you if you didn't, after this trial he'd put you through.

He forced his gaze to the water again. "I thought you didn't care for the sea." You breathed a laugh. "I like it just fine from here. I'll even put my feet in. I just think it's arrogant to walk around on top of it." He tipped a wry smile. "It does seem arrogant, when phrased that way."

Another silence. This one felt much better. The two of you listened to the water pulling at the shore. The steady rhythm was reassuring.

"Will you join us for dinner?" He turned to you now. "I can't make any promises about the quality, but Thor has assured me it will be edible." You cringed. "I can't." You sounded regretful. "I already turned Thor down." Loki waved your concern away. "Not an issue. He's quite used to me currying favor where he can't." You smirked a little but were clearly still torn. "Please." He willed every ounce of sincerity into his voice. "He will consider me a failure if I return home without you. As will I." When your smile broke there was something in it that made it clear he had won. "I guess we can't have your ego damaged." He laughed softly. "Certainly not."

The two of you stood, and when he offered his arm you took it without hesitation. A small voice in the back of his mind told him he'd just undone any progress he might have made. He quickly shut it out. Perhaps he would be caught in this tangle for longer than he anticipated. He could endure it, so long as it wasn't hurting you. That was his new priority.

He led you to his home, with Ash padding along behind. Inside, Thor greeted you with a wide smile while Loki took your coat.

You removed your scarf and Loki's eyes lingered on your necklace.

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Only You/ 2

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 5k

Includes- Lots of sex, fingering, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary riding, sort of sleep sex?, Sex from behind, so many orgasms, fluff, sweaty Yoongi

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5 months later

Yoongi POV

She opens the door, smiling, "Hi Yoongi!"

She steps aside so I can come into her apartment

"Ready for a movie marathon?"

"Definitely", I answer

We decided, like she said, to have a movie marathon tonight

We didn't however, choose any movies yet

We decided to go on Hulu and Netflix and just pick movie after movie from there

Ever since she called me all those months ago, I've hung out with her more often than we used to, helping to distract her from the hurt

She used to cry in the beginning and I would just hold her and let her get it out

Slowly, she got better, cries less, became happy again

At work she avoids Hobi, never doing his makeup

He avoids her too

He's such an ass, acting like he doesn't care that he hurt her

Or maybe he really doesn't care

I don't know but I'm pissed off that he hurt my best friend

I haven't spoke to him about her and really he doesn't deserve to know about how she's doing

She fine now and I'm so happy she's back to her old self

I follow her into her room, jumping on her California king size bed

I always make fun of her for having this huge bed when she's the tinest person

She just says she likes the space

She roll her eyes, sitting next to me

I can't help but glance at her

I can never keep my eyes away from her for long

All these months spending time with her I just fell deeper in love with her

"What do you want to watch?", she asks, looking through netflix

I can't stop staring at her

She's so fucking beautiful and I can't take it anymore

"Yoongi?", she asks, looking at me

I just lean forward, pressing my lips to hers in a kiss

Fireworks immediately go off in my vision and it feels so right kissing her

Feels like I'm right where I belong

It's then I realize what I'm doing and I pull away from her

"I'm sorry", I say, blushing

I'm such an idiot

Why did I kiss her?

Of course she doesn't want me

She wants Hobi

I just wanted to know what it feels like to kiss her

Just once

She touches my face, turning it back to her but I can't meet her eyes

I'm just waiting for her rejection

"Kiss me Yoongi", she whispers

I snap my eyes to hers so quickly

She's looking at me, biting her lip

"Rrrr....really?", I ask, stuttering

God I'm such a dork with the stuttering

"Yes Yoongi. I want you", she says

Holy shit

Am I dreaming?

This is what I've wanted for so long

"Are you sure?"

She nods, "Be with me Yoongi"

I can do that

I can make her feel good

Until all she sees is me

Even if it's just for a little while

"Ok Jo. I can do that"

She puts her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, her lips on mine

God her kiss is everything

She lets me slide my tongue in her her mouth and when her tongue touches mine, my body shivers on it's own

No one and I mean no one, has ever made me feel this way

No one

I'm over the moon it's her

I feel her hands, pulling on my shirt

Pulling away, I sit on my knees on the bed

She gets up and sits on her knees too, coming closer, kissing me again

I know I'm never going to want to kiss anyone ever again

Only her

She runs her hands down my body, making me shiver

She grabs the hem of my shirt and takes it completely off

I feel self conscious

I don't have abs like Jimin and Jungkook

I actually gained a little weight and while I'm not chubby, I do have a little tummy

I feel her hands on my chest, touching me softly

I look down, watching her touch me all over, biting her lip, desire in her eyes

Holy shit, she does want me

She leans closer to me, kissing my chest

Oh my god, it feels so good

She trails kisses all over me, kissing my chest, my sides, my stomach

"So beautiful", I hear her whisper

Me?

She thinks I'm beautiful?

Is she insane?

She puts her arms around my neck, her lips on mine again, kissing me softly

I kiss her back, slipping her shirt off, our lips apart for the second that takes

I reach around her, unclasping her bra and she lets it fall off her, throwing it across the room

I pull away from her lips, looking at her

Holy shit, she's...she's fucking perfect

Everything about her

Oh my god

My eyes go back to hers

She looks at me, biting her lip again

Her hands slide down my sides until she gets to my sweatpants

I'm so fucking scared

Because it's her, because I'm finally going to be with her

I'm scared I'm not good enough, scared my dick isn't going to be anything she wants

Scared that she'll compare me to Hoseok and I'll be lacking

I hope to God that doesn't happen

She doesn't take her eyes off mine, as she hooks her hands in my pants and boxers, slowly pulling them down

Oh god

Oh god

This is really happening

She pushes my pants and boxers down as far as she can

Her fingers slide up my legs, one arm going around my neck, pulling me to her lips

As I kiss her, she touches me and pleasure blows through me

I'm already so hard

She wraps her hand around me, moving back and forth as she kisses me, with me moaning in her mouth

My hands touch her body, going right to her pants, pulling them and her panties down

Gently I push her back, helping her lay down on her back

Moving back and pulling her pants and panties down more, I stand up, taking them completely off

The rest of my pants and boxers fall off, and I step out of them, looking down to make sure I don't make an idiot of myself and trip

After kicking my pants to the side, I looked up at her and freeze

I have to keep my mouth from dropping as I look at her

Naked

On a bed

Something I never thought would ever happen

"Yoongi", she calls, snapping me out of my stupor

"We don't have to if you don't-"

I move back on the bed, on top of her kissing her

No way am I going to let her think I don't want this

Don't want her

That's so far from the truth

Moving from her mouth, I kiss her neck, moving down her body

Getting to her breasts and nipples, I take one in my mouth, sucking gently, feeling it harden against my tongue

Oh fuck, I've been wanting to do this for so long

"Fuck", she moans

Oh god

Hearing her drives me crazy

Moving my hand down between her legs, I touch her for the first time

Groaning on her nipple, I just feel how wet she is

How wet I made her

When I move my fingers on her clit, she shivers and moans

I switch to her other nipple, sucking on it while my fingers keep moving on her bump

She's so soaked, my fingers slide down and I feel them go inside a little

"Fuck", she repeats

Going by her reaction, I slide two fingers inside her

"Jesus"

I slowly move my fingers in and out of her, going faster each time, her tight cunt hugging my fingers so tightly

She grabs the sheets, twisting her hands in it

I let go of her nipple and just watch her

Her head pressed back into the pillow, biting her lower lip, little moans coming from her

Fuck me, she's turning me on even more

I keep moving my fingers and rub against a spot that makes her jump and yell

"Oh god"

Found her spot

I keep making sure I rub that place over and over

Her body starts shaking and I feel her throbbing on my fingers

"C'mon baby", I whisper, kissing her neck

I slide my fingers in again and she snaps, shouting in pleasure, coming on my fingers

Holy shit she's fucking gorgeous when she cums

Pleasure on her face, her body arching

Stunning

When she relaxes, I pull my fingers out and move down her body

Opening her legs, I moan from seeing how wet she is

I just want her in my mouth

Which isn't something I ever thought I'd be thinking

Yeah I went down on girls but I did it because they blew me

She's the only one I want to do it to, the only one I can't wait to do it to

Moving closer, I lay my tongue on her, slowly sliding up

"Fuck Yoongi!", she cries

Goddamn it, I love hearing my name from her mouth

I start licking her faster, sliding all the way up, then back down and up again, listening to her shouts of pleasure

She feels so good on my tongue

Soft

Wet

I fucking love it

Swirling my tongue all over her, her hand slides in my hair, holding on tightly and pulling

I had no clue I liked getting my hair pulled but I do

Flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue gets a huge reaction from her

"Yoongi yes Yoongi", she moans, her body jumping from the bed

I concentrate on her clit, licking over and over again

"Yoongi!", she screams my name

I love hearing her scream my name

I always fantasized making her scream my name

And now she's doing it

It's a dream come true

"Yoongi fuck Yoongi!", she shouts, body trembling as she orgasms

Sliding my tongue down, I taste her

And the second I taste her, I know I'm going to be thinking about her all the time

"Fuck!", she moans

I can't think as I lick everything she gives me

"So fucking good", I groan

"Wwww....what?", she whimpers

"So good baby. You...fuck..taste good. I knew you would"

"Fuck Yoongi"

I slide my tongue back up her, take her clit in my mouth and suck on her

"Yoongi!", she screams

I suck harder and faster each time

I need more of her

I want it so bad

"Yoongi, what are-"

"Want. You. To. Cum. Again", I manage to say between sucks

"But you-"

"Want to taste you again", I say quickly so I can get her clit back in my mouth

"Shit", she cries

"Please?", I ask

"Yes ok. Fuck. Ok Yoongi", she agrees

Letting go of her clit for now, I lick her furiously, loving everything about it

Her hips move up, snapping her more into my mouth

Fuck me, that's so sexy

"Sorry! I'm sorry!", she apologizes

Is she kidding?

I love it

"Again", I order

"What?", she asks, confused

"Move your hips again. Fuck my mouth", I demand

"Jesus", she whimpers

"Now baby"

Moaning, she starts moving her hips, slowly at first, then faster and faster the more she gets into it

God I fucking love it

I latch back on to her clit, sucking fast

"Yoongi!"

"C'mon baby.", I plead, "Cum for me"

It's like she needed me to ask because she screams my name, coming immediately, pulling my hair

My tongue slides back down, tasting her again

"Yes", I moan

After getting everything, I kiss up her body, laying between her legs

I kiss her soft perfect lips

"Can I-", I start asking her

"Yes Yoongi. Yes", she moans

I can't believe I'm finally going to be with her like this

This is everything I ever dreamed of

Aligning myself to her entrance, I try to push in but I can't get in

I think I'm too big for her

Oh god no

Please no

I need her

"Jo....I", I panic, "I don't fit"

"It's ok Yoongi, push harder", she tells me soothingly

I don't want to hurt her but I want her so bad

If it hurts and she tells me to stop I will

Pushing in harder, I finally start to go inside

I'm worried it's hurting her but her reaction tells me it doesn't

I slowly slide in more and more, moaning from how good she feels, how she opens around me, how tight and how warm she is

And so fucking wet

My cock is so soaked from her and I love the way it feels

I bottom out, nestled deep inside her, against her spot and my body shivers on it's own

And now that I'm in, she's perfect for me

But I knew that already

And her reaction to me is fucking everything

"Oh my god, oh my god, Yoongi", she cries, her body arching off the bed into mine and shaking hard, her hands gripping my upper arms so tightly as she cums

"Fuck fuck fuck", I cry, feeling her clench around my dick so fucking tightly

Oh my god

Holy shit, she came just from me going in

My mind is blown

I've never had anyone react to me like this

Never had someone cum just from me going in

She likes me inside her that much

And she feels so good when she cums

I've never felt anything as pleasurable in my life as her orgasm

I want more

I need more

I'm so happy I get to be with her

"Fuck Yoongi", she yells, still shivering uncontrollably, "You feel so good. Fuck"

I slowly start to move, thrusting in and out softly

"Oh my god", she cries, pleasure all over her face, "More Yoongi, more. I need you"

"I knew it baby", I moan

"Kkkk...knew what Yoongi?"

"I knew we'd fit perfectly together. I knew I'd fit in you perfectly and you'd fit around me. I...I was right", I groan

I move harder and faster, making her shout loudly, her hands gripping my skin hard

"Yes Yoongi. Fuck, you were right baby", she agrees

I'm so happy she agrees with me

God she feels so good

The pleasure she's giving just washes over me

Sex hasn't ever been this amazing

Because it's with her

Because I love her more than anything

I slam in her harder, hitting her spot, her body jumping off the bed, crashing into mine again

"Fuck Yoongi, there. Please there"

"Ok Jo", I answer, kissing her, then slam right into that spot

"Yoon....Yoon...I'm...fuck.. gonna.... cum. Yoongi!", she screams

"Yes Jo, fuck, yes, cum on me. I want it", I moan

"Yoongi, Yoongi, YOONGI!", she cries, tightening on me so hard I gasp, while she orgasms again

Her body shakes and she holds her body tightly to mine, her skin against mine

Oh my god, the pleasure from her is intense and I want to cum right now

But I force it back

I keep moving during her orgasm to make it feel even better

Once she finishes, I don't stop thrusting in her

I slam harder and she screams again

She's still tight on me, holding on as she snaps her hips up, meeting me when I move in

"Fuck!", I yell, going in so deep inside her, feeling fucking amazing

She keeps moving her hips, both of us moving in sync with each other

I never had sex like this

Not with the girl moving with me

Pleasure crashes all over me, over and over again

Of course it's her that makes me feel like this, that makes me feel so good

I knew she would, I had no doubt

She's biting her lip so hard and it's a massive turn on

But I don't want her to hurt herself

I move my hand to her face, my thumb pulling her bottom lip from between her teeth

"Don't hurt yourself jagi", I whisper, leaning down and kissing her lip over and over

Her arms tighten around me, holding me so securely

I keep moving inside her, feeling her body start to tremble,

"Yoongi..Yoongi"

"Do it baby", I whisper, kissing her neck

She cries out loudly, coming again, throbbing on me and holding me to her

So blissfully

When she finishes, she rolls me over, getting me on my back, and sitting on me

Leaning down she kissed me hard, then moves my cock right under her, sliding down on me

"God Jo you feel so good. Shit", I moan

"Yeah?", she smirks

"Yeah.", I smirk back, grabbing her hips and slamming her on me once

"Baby's so tight"

I bring her down on me again, making her moan loudly

"So fucking wet"

Another slam

"So warm"

Slam

"I love being inside you Jo. So much"

She takes my hands off her hips and puts them on her breasts

She starts bouncing on me hard, pleasure coursing though my body

"I love you inside too Yoongi. You, fuck, you know how to turn me on, how to make me feel so good. How? How is that possible?", she moans

"I don't know Jo. I just do. Just like you do to me", I manage to get out

She leans back, hands on my legs, slamming herself on me

I can't tear my eyes away from watching her ride me

Her body moving, her head thrown back, her breast bouncing, sweat slicking her body

Yeah this is my favorite position from now on

I can see everything and it's getting me closer

I run my fingers up and down her body, watching and feeling her shiver

"Fuck Yoongi", she moans

"Yeah baby girl, c'mon. Cum again", I ask, thrusting up into her as she comes down

She's squeezing my cock so fucking tightly, it's driving me insane.

"YOONGI!", she screams, exploding again

Fucking hell

I need more

When she finishes she keeps moving making me feel so good

"Jjjj.... Jo...I need you to fuck me harder. Please baby, fuck me harder", I moan

"Anything you want Yoongi", she answers, slamming harder on me

The pleasure is shutting off my brain and I can't think

I can't talk

All I can do is feel

She pulses on me and screams when she cums again

Fuck, I can't take it

"I...I...can't...", I moan barely able to hold it, "Cccc....can I? Iiii...inside?"

"Yes, yes", she yells

"Oh fuck", I shout finally letting go, releasing inside her, my body shaking hard

"Joanne, shit, fuck, oh god baby", I moan, holding her on me, ecstacy rolling over me, her cunt so wet, clenching so hard again and again

Fuck

It's the most intense orgasm I ever had and it feels out of this fucking world

After I finish, I pull her on top of me, arms around her

She puts her head on my shoulder, face in my neck, her arms around me too

I love being in her arms

"Yoongi...I...Jesus", she mumbles

"I know Jo. It...wow", is all I can say

After a few minutes of silence she asks, "Are you leaving?"

Should I?

I don't want to

I want to stay with her

But I guess I should go

It was just sex

For her

Not me

I open my mouth to answer, when she says, "Because I don't want you to"

My heart flutters with happiness

"I....you don't?"

"No. I want you to stay"

Oh god, it's exactly what I want to hear

"Can you stay with me tonight? I miss sleeping next to you like we used to before...when we were younger"

She was going to say before Hobi

We used to nap together before she got with him, since we were little

We both love sleep and it was natural for us

Nothing sexual about it, just sleeping

Now it's different because we're in bed naked but she still wants me to stay

And there's nothing I want more

"Yea Jo, I'll stay. I'll stay as long as you want"

The smile that burst on her face knocks the breath from my lungs

She presses her lips against mine, kissing me again

Stars burst in my vision and I'm elated she's kissing me again

And she kissed me

Not the other way around

She moves off me but she doesn't go far, laying her head on my chest, her arm around me, cuddling into me

I've never been more happy as I hold her tightly to me and run my fingers in her hair

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J POV

I wake up because Yoongi is moving

Pleasure hits me all of a sudden and I have to stop from yelling

What the hell?

It takes me a few seconds to realize that Yoongi is inside me and we're having sex

I look up at him but he's still sleeping

We moved around while we slept, so now we're facing each other

His arms are around holding me tightly

One of my legs is over his body and I'm cuddling into him

Is he really sleeping?

I look at him and he is

Damn

That's fucking hot

It's not too hard to see what happened

My leg over him made us touch each other

Like perfectly

I guess he got hard while he was sleeping and it just happened

I'm just surprised that he's still sleeping and hasn't woken up yet

Does it not feel good for him?

I woke up because of his movements and how good it feels

I'm reaching up to wake him up when he moves again, causing an orgasm

"Hh...holy shit", I moan, the sudden pleasure blinding me, "Yyyy...Yoongi"

Jesus it feels so good

My body leans into his on it's own, while moans just come from my mouth

His eyes flutter and he opens them slowly

"Jo?", he yawns before he moans, "Oh god"

His eyes snap open and he looks down at me

"What?", he asks, confused

"Yyy...you... Jesus", I whimper, "I woke up with you....uh...having sex with me while you were sleeping"

His eyes widen while shock forms on his face

He immediately pulls out and starts apologizing

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry", he says at the same time that I whine, "No come back"

He stops looking at me, "Come back?"

"Yes come back"

"Are you-"

"Yes", I answer, pulling him to me, my lips on his

Fire runs through me when I kiss him

That happened the first time he kissed me too

I've never felt that before

Not even with Hobi

I don't know why and I don't want to think about it right now

He kisses me back, his arms holding me against him

He pulls my leg over him again and he slides back inside, pushing hard

And my body goes crazy

"Yoongi, fucking yes, Yoongi", I moan, pressing my body right against him, holding him as close as he can get

My body shakes and he hasn't even moved yet

"Fuck Jo. Oh God", he moans, his face in my neck as he trembles too

I don't know why I react this way to him

Or why he reacts this way to me

He just feels so fucking good and I need every part of him touching me

Like his kiss, I've never reacted this way to sex before

Never shake uncontrollably or feel this amount of pleasure from someone just going inside

Never came from someone going in like I did the very first time he went in

My body just wants him

I just want him

It's like I lose control of myself

And I really like that a lot

I like giving him full control of me

He knows how to work me and I don't know how

We've never been together before this

I didn't see him like that before

I mean I'm not blind, I know he's gorgeous but he's always been Yoongi, my best friend

But now

Sex with him is fucking out of this world and I want more

"Fuck Jo, the way you react to me...", he murmurs, his body shaking too, his lips pressing kisses to any part of my skin he can, "No one has ever been this way with me"

Well they're stupid

"I...I don't know Yoongi. You just feel so...I've never reacted like this to anyone before", I tell him

I don't know why I'm telling him but I want him to know

"Really? You're not making that up?", he asks hopefully

He's so beautiful

Why haven't I noticed him more?

Moving hair from his face, I answer, "I'm not making it up Yoongi. No one has made me feel as good as you. No one has made me react this way. Not even Hobi. Just you"

The smile that bursts on his face, takes my breath away

Again, why haven't I noticed his smile sooner?

He kisses me while he starts moving

Pleasure hits me everywhere, making me moan, "Yoongi yes"

"Mmm jagi you feel amazing. I love the way you feel around me", he groans

Fuck, I really like him calling me jagi

It feels right

He moves me on my back without stopping his thrusts

The pleasure is taking over

He's taking over me, all my senses are tuned into just him

I fucking love it

No one has ever been so perfect for me

He is

In every way

His gorgeous hands run all over my body, my skin trembling under his touch

Fuck, just seeing his hands on me is such a turn on

His lips are so soft as he keeps kissing me

Right now, he's everything

He thrusts harder and faster, hitting my spot

"Fuck Yoongi!", I shout, my body lifting from the bed into his

His arm hooks around my back, holding me against him

"Got it jagi", he smirks and that turns me on so much more

"You're gonna cum so much now"

I can't fucking wait

"Make me", I smirk back

He kisses me again, "Remember you asked for it"

He slams right into my spot, making me cum instantly

"YOONGI! Holy fuck!", I scream, shuddering hard against him

"So fucking beautiful", I hear him whisper

Me?

Is he talking about me?

"Again baby, please", he asks, "I want to watch you. You're so fucking sexy, so beautiful. I want it. I want to feel it"

Jesus, he's making me so horny

I manage to smirk, "Yeah? You like when I cum on you baby?"

He nods rapidly, "I love it. You feel so good. It's fucking everything"

Oh god

He's making me feel so wanted

So loved

Like I'm the only thing that can make him happy

I miss that feeling

Hobi had been ignoring me and fighting with me the last few months before he dumped me

It's nice to feel wanted

"Please", he pleads

"Work for it", I tease

"I will"

He moves on his knees, opening my legs wide, one ankle in each hand

He pounds into me so fucking hard, right against my spot

God feeling his cock moving inside me, hitting that spot gives me pleasure like I've never felt before

Not even with Hobi

It just takes over my body, shutting off my mind

"Yoongi!", I scream, climaxing, pleasure intense

"Yes fuck, good girl", he moans

Fuck I like him that

I'll be his good girl

He keeps thrusting, making me cum right after my other orgasm ends

Holy fuck, the pleasure is so intense

He keeps slamming me through my orgasm right into my spot, giving me another one right away

Jesus I've never came multiple times in a row

It's so fucking intense and so goddamn good

"More", Yoongi shouts

He puts one leg on his shoulder and drops my other one, thrusting hard

"Oh my god Yoongi!", I scream loudly

He pulls out, turns me on my hands and knees, then plunges back in

"Oh fuck!", I yell

He slams into me over and over

"Yoongi!", I shout, coming again

I can't take it

He's making me feel so fucking good

"Oh fuck jagi. Your creaming my cock so fucking much", he murmurs, fucking me through my orgasm, "It's all over. So fucking pretty

I moan, so turned on and clench his cock so hard

He feels so good sliding in and out, it's insane

I move, sliding on back and forth on his cock while he thrusts in

"Fuck Jo, yes", he moans

"My baby's gonna cum?", I ask

"Yes...fuck yes", he whimpers

As he pounds me so hard, he leans over me and I feel him start to play with my clit

"Yoongi, fuck baby"

"Wwww....want you tttt....to cum sss....so I can", he stammers, "I nnn.. fuck....need it"

"Wwww....what?", I ask, not understanding

That's probably because my mind is shutting down from the pleasure

"I...I nnn...need you to cum. It ...it makes mmm....me cum"

Me coming makes him cum?

Oh god, that's fucking amazing

"Ppp....please baby, make me cum", he begs

His pleading pushes me over the edge, mind blowing pleasure taking over

"YOONGI!!!", I scream at the top of my lungs, my body, arms and legs shaking as I climax

I'm having a hard time staying up, but I'm making myself so he can cum

I want him to feel as amazing as he made me feel

His hand moves from my clit to my hips, squeezing so hard

"Joanne! Baby! Oh fuck!", he shouts, coming, his body shake hard against me, his cock burying deep inside, throbbing, his warm cum filling me so well

When he finishes, he pulls out and I collapse on the bed, face down

He falls next to me face down too

I turn to him breathing hard

He turns to me too and smiles at me

He's all sweaty but he's still so fucking hot

I reach out, moving his hair

"Baby's all sweaty", I smile, moving my hand down, touching his face softly

He puts his hand over mine, turns his face, kissing my palm

My heart flutters and I don't know why

And in that second, all I want is for him to kiss me

"Kiss me Yoongi", I whisper

Another smile bursts on his face and he moves closer

His lips brush against mine in a soft kiss

A warm feeling spreads through me

I don't want to think about it

I just want to feel him kissing me

He pulls away, but I put my arm around his neck, stopping him

"No Yoongi. Keep kissing me. I love your kisses. I want more. Please", I ask

He nods, "Ok jagi. I love kissing you too"

He pulls me against him, his lips back on mine

Happiness floods me as I lay in Yoongi's arms, just kissing him