#i literally *never* expected to get into kpop

[ribbonknot]

need a main kpop girlie to leave their company and succeed in a massive way that is also consistent

[sanstropfremir]

I'm really enjoying reading through your blog, and of course it has to do a lot with the fact that I also love to bits everything Taemin puts out. Unfortunately tumblr makes it really annoying to try and get to older posts, so sorry if you've already spoken about any of this T-T

A big part of why I love Taemin's solo work so much is his unique style, which shines through both technique and performance.

Taemin has many times spoke about how he's heavily involved in everything concerning his work: styling, picking out the samples, lyrics, themes, choreo, you name it he took care of it at some point. "The taemin genre" couldn't have emerged simply out of him being an above average dancer, his signature is on everything.

But surely, very often he can't do much more than express his opinion on something, and a lot of the end product is still created by other people? It would be silly to expect him to dance, sing, produce, write lyrics, style all at once, right? Or would it?

I very, very often hear people take pride in the fact that their fav is an "all-rounder", that presumably does most of the "creating" purely by themselves, or at least can shine all alone, even without the support of a group. But does that imply that artists that only do the performing part are somehow less "authentic", or worthy of praise? Or that idols comfortable in their position as a team player aren't talented or into what they do? To call yourself a master you probably have to spend a decade on just one skill, so why expect teens and young adults to be Da Vincis?

Now, of course it's still amazing when an idol puts in the work and branches out. Taemin's vocal improvement undoubtedly gave him more creative opportunities and made his stages that much more impactful.

But even just being an idol and maintaining an attractive appearance (for criteria as harsh as it is in k-pop) would easily count as a full-time job, so I would go as far as to say that this expectation of total creative control is a little delusional.

haha it was really funny watching you go through everything! yea tumblr is really bad about that, but if you go to my blog on desktop/not the mobile version you should be able to page back through ALL my asks, which are all tagged by 'answers'. there are like probably around a thousand of those now tho.

i have kind of talked about this before, but i'm very happy to talk about it again, because i always think it's worthwhile to clarify what the actual process is like for creating a collaborative work.

you are right, taemin and every other idol who says they're 'involved' in the process in some way is most likely just picking options and expression opinions about things that designers and stylists have already curated for them. it is physically impossible for a single person to do EVERYTHING involved in something like creating a kpop cb, because there are just too many tasks. and if one person DID try to do it all on their own, it would take probably 100x as long to finish. let me use styling as an example: lots of idols have professed to have input on styling choices, but this can range anywhere from bringing in moodboards and having discussions about what styling they're interested in at design meetings, to just picking which thing they like best from a selection of clothes already provided by the designer. in NO fucking world is an idol:

taking measurements

shopping for fabric

shopping for clothing

sewing and altering clothing

doing the budgeting

labelling and collating all the pieces together

taking fitting notes

these are all extremely specialized skills that 1) take TIME to learn how to do and how to do well, and 2) just take TIME to DO. you want to know what i spend probably 40% of the total production time of a show doing when i costume design? fucking SHOPPING. an idol may contribute ideas to a design and make executive choices, but in NO way are they solely responsible for everything about styling. the only idol that i would believe to have a heavier hand than most in this regard is kibum, who does actually have a good knowledge of fashion and fabric and i could see him going shopping with a designer. but if you think that man is sewing anything? cmon.

and this is just for ONE aspect of a cb. you think an idol is also painting the set? shopping for props? setting up the lighting? most idols that are known for dancing aren't even choreographing their own work, INCLUDING taemin. it is absolutely and unquestionably delusional to say that an idol has total creative control over something. this whole idea doesn't originate in kpop (it's auteur theory's fault), but kpop does suffer from an acute version of it, because there's a general collective concensus that devalues the creative work of the labourer. basically, people will only classify you as a "true artist" if you're the one who comes up with the ideas, because ideas and concepts are given more importance and weight. it's a type of because 'being in charge'/'at the top of the food chain that's been perpetuated by capitalism and western postmordern art theory that intentionally places value of conceptual skills higher than those of craftspeople. no type of person is a ''true artist'' and most art takes many people with many different skills in order to create. i find it unintentionally very funny that you use da vinci as an example of an 'allrounder' (or 'renaissance man' as they used to be called) because he, like every other famous painter from the era, used apprentices to help paint his paintings!!!!! he was even an apprentice himself for verrocchio!! da vinci's legacy would not have been possible without all the other people who helped him create the work that he did!

what is the real kicker about this whole mess is that downplays the beauty of the fact that art is made collaboratively. an 'ideas' person cannot realize those ideas without a craftsperson there to help them. everyone who takes part in creating something is important, and it's fucked to only acknowledge specific people in that process.

[kkeke99]

yg debuting literally infants it's just so sickening to me, idk how some of yall are okay with it.

[lizzieisright]

Alpha!Abby is such an oddly specific thing to write about, thank you for your service.

I've never sent a request to anyone ever before but I wanted to ask if you can write more alpha!abby.

Ahahaha, it will make more sense if you know that I spent my formative years in SPN and Teen wolf fandoms when they were at their peak, and in and out of kpop fandoms as well. (+ I worked on og story with omegaverse because I wanted wlw with a strong omega lead, which led to me getting really in depth with a/b/o, and now I'm quite fond of it)

Palestine: what can you do

Fri(end)s pt 2

alpha!abby x omega!reader

Summary: after you start dating, the question of sex comes up and Abby finds out you have 0 (zero) experience. So Abby, being an amazing partner, guides you through everything.

Tags: dead dove: do not eat. a/b/o universe (female alphas have dicks), virgin!reader, no hurt only comfort, communication, they're incredibly comfortable with each other. for smut: dry humping, oral (both receiving), fingering (r!receiving), penetrative sex (r!receiving).

a/n: it's a mammoth (8k). I know. I don't know how it happened.

tags: @ushijimaswife-77

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There's no such a big difference between being friends with Abby and dating Abby. It might sound good since you're already super comfortable with each other, but being friends for so long with an alpha who is a player leaves its marks. 

You constantly forget you have a claim on Abby. You see other omegas look at her, smell her, and you don't remember that you are her omega, not other people - you just chuckle and do nothing about it. 

Abby gets confused because she can't stop fucking glaring at other alphas - but Abby is a possessive asshole, she knew it would happen. Still, you don't act like you're a couple sometimes, and it kinda hurts. 

Abby watches how once again you freeze when another omega looks at her, your scent going just a bit sour, but you still do nothing, and Abby presses down her frustration. 

It hits her only after two weeks of you doing it, why you’re doing it. She realises it when you two are sitting in her living room, drinking wine and chatting, like always, and when she does, she is filled with desire to tease you. 

“I have a question.” Abby asks with a cocky grin, and you roll your eyes fondly. “You know you can scent me, right?”

Your eyes go comically big before you understand what she is saying, but then you avoid looking at her - not in a bad manner, but more like you want to hide from her.

“Um. Yeah. Right.” Abby laughs kindly and tugs you so you could sit on her lap. You're clearly embarrassed by your own obliviousness, and Abby wants to tease you so bad. 

“Since we're dating? And I literally told you I'm yours?” You groan and Abby laughs harder. 

“I'm so used to you fucking every pretty omega you see, my mind hasn't caught up yet.” You mutter, trying to defend yourself, but Abby's pretty laugh makes you smile. “Did it upset you?”

“A little. But I knew you wouldn't be cruel like this to me, so I figured you had a different reason.”

Your heart breaks a little and you take Abby's face into your palms, staring into her pretty blue eyes, while her arms are wrapped around your back. 

“I love you.” You say with all your soul. 

Abby blinks, her mouth falls open. She blinks again. Then her whole face goes red. You giggle and kiss her forehead. 

“Thank you.” Abby says eventually and you laugh harder. 

“What kind of response is this?” 

Abby blinks and buries her face in your shoulder, embarrassed.

 “I love you too. And I'm thankful for your love.” 

You giggle and kiss Abby, pressing closer to her as her scent envelopes both of you. Abby holds you so tightly you can't take a full breath, but you don't care, you like being close to her. 

You break the kiss and very tentatively, as if you expect Abby to stop you, rub against her scent glands. Abby's fingers dig into your ass and she sighs, her voice low. The room starts smelling like arousal and Abby chuckles. 

“Have you caught up on the fact that I really want to fuck you or do you need more explicit confirmation for it as well?”

Your face burns with Abby's every word, but then there's a sudden smell of anxiety that makes Abby slow down. 

“We don't have to do anything if you don't want to.” She reassures you, her hand caressing your back to bring you some comfort. Abby really doesn't like being a cause for your anxiety, especially in a topic that requires trust.

“Thanks.” You sigh and cringe at yourself. You're an adult, for fuck’s sake, there's nothing to be ashamed of. “I just.” You take a longer breath. You feel humiliated - not by Abby, never by her, but by some social expectations. “Please don't be weird about it. I'm a virgin.”

Abby freezes. You watch her blank face nervously - you don't know how she'll react. You keep repeating “there's nothing to be ashamed of” over and over in your head, but you start to crumble when Abby stays silent. 

“You're being weird about it.” You chuckle nervously. Abby shakes her head and smiles. 

“Sorry.” She then grins like she won this life. “I know it's stupid, but it makes me happy.” 

You understand what Abby is saying: she is happy you trust her with this. She is also smug as fuck, this asshole, and you don’t say anything more  - you’re not going to boost her ego out of the stratosphere.

“Do you want to have sex someday?” Abby asks gently, watching your face as your scent keeps being sour. She wants to comfort you, any way she can. 

“Yeah. It's not like I don't know what it is, heat really makes you creative. But I've never been with another person. I'm nervous.” You tell Abby honestly. She nods, although your scent tells her you’re more scared than nervous.

“You've never smelled of anxiety before, when I flirted with you. Is it different because now it's a real possibility?” 

You take a moment to think about it, and then nod.

“Yeah. I mean, I knew I wouldn't let us have sex, and you also knew I'd regret it, so I wasn't worried when we'd make out.”

Abby hums, figuring out how to handle this conversation and make you feel safe. 

“What are you nervous about?” 

You take a moment to think - it's not like you haven't spent time worrying about it, but you're not with some imaginary stranger right now, you're with Abby, so you make an effort to pinpoint the exact reason. 

“Doing something wrong. You know how I always have to get everything right on the first try, and I guess sex is not an exception. Plus, you have so much experience and I'd be lying if I said it doesn't make me feel insecure.”

Abby hums again, thinking about your words. 

“Got it. Well, I mean- having experience is great for building confidence and seeing how diverse people can be, but when you come down to it, every person is different. Every time when I was with a new person, it was the first time all over again, except my hands didn't shake and I didn't cum in the first five minutes.”

It makes you feel better and you chuckle. You're grateful for Abby taking such care with her words. 

“Do you know what I like in bed? Do I know what you like in bed? I've got some experience, but we have no experience with each other. You know, even if you weren't a virgin, I'd still be nervous too.”

You laugh at this, not being able to imagine this alpha nervous. Abby doesn't do nervous. She is hot and confident and knows what she is doing. 

“Would you?” You ask sceptically. 

“Of course! You're my dream girl, I want it to be perfect.” 

“You're such a sap.” You shake your head and kiss Abby, the smell of love and affection filling your noses. “Thanks. For being so patient with me.” 

“Shut up, it's basic decency.”

“Well, when you put it this way, thanks for being basically decent with me.”

Abby pouts and you laugh, kissing her again. 

You decide to take it slow so you can get used to being close to Abby in a different way. You talk about it more later on, go on a “let's get tested” date and make a system as Abby would slowly introduce new things to you and you'd tell her if it's something you like or not. 

You're very eager to explore Abby's weak points - seeing what makes her run electric. You get fond of kissing her neck and rubbing circles into her hip bones - it never fails to get a sigh or a grunt out of her. Abby loves how enthusiastic you are, especially when you get all sciency-like with her and experiment on different parts of her body - that's how Abby finds out her sides are actually pretty sensitive. It's more playful than sensual, but you progressively get more comfortable with her. 

Then you start touching each other under your clothes, and Abby has a hard time not growling into your mouth as you trace her newfound sensitive sides with your warm fingertips, while Abby gets to explore your back, running her fingers over your spine. She doesn't hurry into touching your tits under your shirt - only when you hesitantly cup her rib cage with both of your hands and run your thumb under her tits, Abby feels like she is free to do the same. Still, she needs it to be talked about.

“You can touch me, if you want.” Abby rumbles into your neck, sniffing this beautiful scent of arousal and love. “Do you want me to touch your tits?”

“Yeah.” You smile and Abby giggles before carefully cupping you right tit. You copy her and sigh, surprised. “Oh. It feels good. Yours is so soft.”

Abby laughs kindly at your childlike wonder and kisses you. 

“They're sensitive too.” You grin and squeeze Abby's tit, but in your eagerness you do it too hard and Abby jumps. “Easy.”

“Sorry.” You ease up and gently run your fingers over Abby's nipple. “Does it feel good?”

Abby chuckles and runs her thumb over your nipple. You sigh and shudder, suddenly very turned on.

“You tell me. Does it?” 

“Uh- yes.” You pant and Abby keeps brushing her thumb over your nipple, making you squirm. “Shit. I didn't even-” Your hips start to move and Abby watches you as you get desperate and needy. She can fucking smell how wet you are. 

“If you want, you can rub against my thigh. Make yourself cum while I play with your nipples.”

You think about it for a moment. 

“Okay.” You pant, but then you get an even better idea. “Wait, can we, um-” You swallow as you try to get your brain together, a little overwhelmed: Abby's touch is so much more pleasant. “Can you grind against me? So we both cum? Or it doesn't work f-”

You don't get to finish your sentence because Abby turns you on your back and gets between your legs. 

“I fucking love your brain.” 

You grin and let Abby part your legs, even though it makes you nervous. Abby can smell it, so she checks in with you. 

“You okay? Wanna stop?” 

“No, fuck no. Maybe slow down a little?” 

Abby nods and doesn't make any quick movements. She puts your legs over her thighs, letting your knees rest there, but she doesn't move closer until you feel comfortable, caressing your thighs. You can see the tent in her pants and it makes you feel all giddy - you will never get tired of getting Abby hard. 

“Come here.” You tug Abby down and she grins before kissing you. 

Abby holds herself on her forearm while the other arm slowly guides your thigh on her hip, slow enough so you could stop her before she puts all her weight on you - it might feel safe, but it also might feel scary to be caged like this. But you eagerly let her manipulate you and buck your hips - you love having Abby’s weight on you. You can't help but arch into her desperately, keeping your legs spread wide. 

“Fuck, it reminds of that time when you were with me during my heat.” You murmur and brush baby hairs out of Abby's face.

Abby smiles, visibly trying to be all collected and calm for your sake, but her scent betrays her - it's overpowered with lust. Her blue eyes have sprinkles of red in them and you grin. 

“Move, Abby.” You laugh, and Abby laughs too, but then she presses her clothed cock against your covered pussy- “Uh!” 

Abby smirks at you and starts slowly grinding her hips, while you try to not make any embarrassing sounds. It feels amazing, her cock is thick enough to rub you in all the right places, the tip of her dick catching on your clit and making you swallow another whimper. 

“Do you want me to touch your nipples?” 

You nod and Abby slides her hand under your shirt, rubbing and lightly pinching your nipple. You bite your lip before any embarrassing sound can escape, and Abby would find it endearing, but she wants to hear you. 

“Hey, I wanna hear. Let it out. Let me know that I'm making you feel good.” Abby pants. Her cock rubs against your clit just right and you whimper quietly. “Yeah. Good.”

“If you call me- fuck! If you call me good girl I'll-”

“What? You'll cum?”

You buck your hips and glare at Abby: and she knows you're playful, but she's also scared of hurting you with unnecessary teasing. 

“Do you want me to call you a good girl?” Abby asks genuinely and you get all flustered, not answering her question. 

Abby kisses you behind your ear and you shudder. God her cock feels good and it's not even inside you yet, it's absolutely not fair. It is also unfair that Abby makes you feel good and you're doing nothing, so you slide your hands under her shirt and hold her sides, stroking them with your thumb. Abby's pace stutters and you grin. 

“You're a menace.” Abby growls and pinches your nipples a little harder. 

Her grinding gets quicker, bringing you closer to your orgasm. You wish you didn't have two layers of clothing between you, that you could feel Abby for real. 

“Abby-” You whimper her name and Abby grunts, her hand squeezing your tit almost painfully. Her thrusts become erratic and you feel like you're on fire: Abby is cumming, her scent spiking with pleasure. She is going to cum because you said her name, oh god. “Abby, please-” You whimper again and Abby moans, her other hand gripping the blanket you're laying on. Her hips shake as she keeps grinding against you and you buck your hips, wanting to cum with her. 

“Call me-” You ask Abby, desperate, hoping she will understand. 

“Good girl, such a good fucking girl-” Abby growls and you cum with a quiet shriek, your thighs closing on Abby. She watches you like she's obsessed, like she is witnessing a miracle, and her dick keeps twitching and soiling her pants. 

It takes a minute for both of you to even out your breathing, and then you laugh, covering your eyes in embarrassment.

“Wow. You're so fucking hot.” You tell Abby and she kisses your tit through your shirt. “Do you think when we get to real sex it will feel even better?”

“Just because I didn't put my dick in you doesn't mean this wasn't real sex, babe.” Abby murmurs, tired. “Who knows. Maybe you'll try it and feel like this is better. There's only one way to find out.” 

You huff fondly and run your fingers across Abby's shoulders. 

“Have you ever been with virgins before?”

Abby hums in agreement. 

“A few. It was cool.”

“Was it awkward?” You ask out of curiosity: you don't feel awkward with Abby at all. She is your comfort person.

“I mean, not really. It was when one of them didn't tell me she was a virgin and I hurt her. So you know, thanks for telling me.”

“O wow. That must've sucked.”

“Well, we stopped and I ate her out in the end.”

“Oh.” You feel your face warming up. 

Abby catches your little “oh” and looks up, curious. She thinks back to her words and grins. 

“Wanna try? I'd love to eat you out.” 

“Yeah. Sounds great.” You laugh, cringing at yourself kindly. “I feel like we won't go all the way before my heat with all of these things you can show me.”

“We're not going to rush. We'll find plenty of ways to fuck anyway, so if you want me to be with you during your heat, we'll figure it out.” 

“Of course I want you to be with me, you dum-dum. You're my alpha.”

Abby wiggles on top of you and you kiss her head. 

“You're a fucking simp.”

Abby bites your shoulder and you bite her too. 

Now that you two are being more close than before you started dating, you finally feel the pull to mark Abby and glare at other omegas - of course they want Abby, she is fucking perfect, but she is yours. 

You have it on good authority. Abby told you. Herself.

You start scenting Abby and she beams every time. She also notices your glares and she can't be happier - she loves when you get possessive. One night she teaches you how to leave hickeys, and you leave an absolutely gigantic one - you really opened your mouth wide for this one - and Abby, who is notorious for having no shame, feels the need to cover that one up because it's scandalous. You grin, satisfied, every time you look at it and Abby gives up. She stops wearing her turtlenecks. 

After a few months, the campus finally accepts that Abby Anderson is now taken. Omegas stop looking at her like they have a chance, but keep looking at her like she is a god. You don't mind. 

After that time when Abby made you both cum in your pants, you grow impatient. You don't rush with the whole penetration thing - you’ve felt how big Abby is and it is intimidating - but you want to get naked. You want to feel Abby’s skin, and feel her with your lips and feel her lips on you. (You might wanna grind on her cock as well)

“I wanna take my shirt off.” You tell Abby when you're making out in your living room: Abby is half lying on the couch while you're on top of her. 

“Please do.” Abby smirks. 

“I want you to take off your shirt as well.”

Abby doesn't say anything and just tugs her shirt off and then helps you take yours off. Abby stares for a moment, mesmerised by your tits - she knew you didn't have a bra on - they're pretty, they're soft and Abby really wants to play with your nipples and see if you'd be sensitive too when she will use her mouth. 

“Holy fuck, doll. You're fucking beautiful.” Abby marvels and brushes her fingers over your warm skin, going from your shoulders to your hips. 

“Take your bra off.” You nod at Abby's last defence and she takes it off so quickly she almost gets stuck in it. You lie down, pressing your chest on her chest and it feels so good. Abby is so warm and yes, she is pure muscle, her abs and chest are very defined, but she is still very soft. You kiss her shoulder right above her collarbone and Abby grips your waist harder. “Does it feel good?” 

“Yeah.” Abby sighs, happy. “Do you have anything in mind?”

“I want to get fully naked.”

“Jesus Christ.” Abby swallows. “Do you want me to touch you?”

“I thought maybe I should take you on that offer to eat me out?”

The way Abby's eyes don't take even a second to become bright red makes you giggle. Abby tries to suppress her desire to make you submit to her, but you feel her alpha presence getting stronger and more suffocating than ever. You nuzzle into her neck and Abby growls quietly, like a teenager - but you know she is fighting herself on just doing everything her way. You know it's tempting - you can't say you haven't fantasied about Abby just pinning you down and fucking you until you can't take it anymore - but Abby does have amazing self-control. Even if her presence tells you how much she wants to just bend you over and fuck you through this couch, her hands are gentle and she doesn't move. 

“But first let's just get naked.” You smile and Abby nods. 

You both strip completely and you just stare at each other. Your cheeks burn as you trace Abby with your eyes: her long legs, muscular thighs, her half-hard cock with curly blonde pubes around it, the v-line of her hips, her abs, perky little tits, her round, muscular shoulders, her arms. God, her arms. Soft, strong fingers, veiny wrists from lifting weights, chiselled forearms, the curves of her biceps and triceps. Abby looks like a god, her blonde hair almost like a halo, liquid gold around her. You don't want to stop looking, trying to see every mole and every scar on her. 

You get so stuck staring at Abby you don't have a moment to get self-conscious, but then Abby reaches for your hand and the spell breaks. You realise you were just standing there, fully naked, in front of a literal Greek goddess, and your insecurities flare up.

“I really need to hit the gym, huh.” You try to joke, but Abby doesn't buy it. 

“You're perfect.” Abby says with all the love she has in her heart. “I’m so privileged to get to see you like this.”

You chuckle, but hug Abby around her neck as she kisses you softly. She holds your waist, but as you're kissing, her hands start wandering over your hips, your back, stopping at your sides just to feel your curves. It feels good, having her warm strong hands all over you, and you press closer, feeling Abby's cock poke your stomach. Abby hums into the kiss and gently grabs your ass, messaging it. 

“Bedroom?” Abby asks in a raspy voice and you nod. 

You giggle as you walk to the bedroom holding hands, fully naked, and Abby chuckles at you - she loves how much fun you have, how comfortable you are with her. You're still nervous, but you don't smell sour anymore, and it's all Abby needs. 

You climb the bed and watch Abby climb after you with a smile, opening your arms for her as she lies on top of you. You feel her cock and you can't help yourself - you buck your hips and sigh.

“Stop it.” Abby laughs and you buck your hips again. Abby gets harder and her grip on your waist gets tighter. “I'm gonna get you for that.” 

“Yeah?”

Abby wants your cocky smile gone, so she leans to your neck and sucks a hickey into your skin, making you squeak and shudder under her. Abby smiles, her canines grazing your skin and you feel yourself getting wet. Abby is so damn hot. 

“Can I put my mouth on you?”

“Yes, fuck-” You sigh and pet Abby on her head, weaving your fingers into her hair. “Is it okay?”

“Yeah.” 

Abby starts leaving kisses all over your shoulders and chest, avoiding your tits at first, but then she feels confident enough to wrap her lips around your nipple and you gasp. Abby can smell how wet you're getting and she growls, her control slipping away. 

She can't help it: you're pretty, pliant under her, you make the best noises and you're hers. She wants to sink her teeth in you. 

“Fuck, it feels good.” You sigh like you're surprised. Abby chuckles and sucks on your nipple making you sigh louder, not moaning yet, but not quiet anymore. “Are yours this sensitive too?” You manage to ask and then you yelp when Abby gently bites you. 

“Yeah.” Abby frowns when she sees your excited eyes. “No, right now you're just going to lie and be pretty for me.”

Your breath hitches - your body relaxes immediately and your head falls down on the pillow. You feel all fuzzy and horny, ready to do whatever Abby tells you to do, whatever your alpha tells you to do. Your thighs relax and Abby presses closer, her abs pressing against your cunt. The change in your behaviour is so sudden Abby slows down and looks at you, only to groan helplessly: your eyes are golden and pleading, inviting her to destroy you. 

“Breathe.” Abby tells you and you breathe for a minute. Your head gets clearer and the golden of your eyes fades away. 

“What the fuck was that?” You pant, surprised. You don't smell scared or anxious, and Abby can breathe easier.

“I accidentally used my voice on you.” 

“Uh. Okay. So that's how it feels. Cool. Good to know.” Abby laughs and you laugh too before tugging her up and kissing her. Abby is getting impatient, so she breaks the kiss and resumes her trail down your body. She licks your nipple and you squeak again, but then she goes lower, kissing your stomach with an open mouth, biting you gently, while her hands bend your legs. Abby is so close to your pulsing cunt she has to force herself to be slow, and judging by how your scent changes just a little sour, it's for the best. 

“This is embarrassing.” You laugh and cover your eyes when Abby finally moves down and puts your legs on her shoulders. 

Abby kisses your thigh, ignoring the scent of your dripping pussy - she wants to bury her face in you - and then she blows a raspberry on your skin. You jump and laugh, glaring at Abby fondly, but she only blows another one. 

“This is very unsexy of you.”

“Not true. I can smell how horny you're. You liked it.” Abby smirks, noticing how the sour smell left your scent almost completely.

You huff, but all your giggles stop when Abby kisses your thigh lower - you can feel her hair tickling your pussy. She moves lower and you fist the blanket under you: even feeling Abby's head move between your legs is already a lot. But it also so fucking hot, and then you feel her breath on your pubic bone and you grip her hair tighter.

“You smell so fucking good.” Abby says reverently, dragging her nose over your pussy. You're tense, so fucking tense under her, but you don't smell like you're distressed. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it's just a lot. Every time you move I feel it so intensely.” 

“Take a breath for me and relax.” You listen to Abby and breathe out, relaxing. 

Abby is slow: she kisses all around your pussy, the junction of your thighs, your lips, your pubic bone. You're suffocating in her scent, you feel already devoured by her with the heavy scent of possession and dominance filling your nose. It helps you relax and Abby finally opens your thighs so she could eat you out properly. Her eyes are red and she can't help her growling - god, if you ever want to mate her she'll leave her bite right between your legs, because this pussy is hers. 

Abby licks a long strip from your hole to your clit and you jump, your grip in Abby's hair tight.

“Fuck!” 

Abby doesn't listen anymore: she tasted you and her brain waved goodbye. She licks all of your pussy, rubs your clit gently while you whine above her. You can't keep your legs open, caging her between your thighs, so Abby wraps her arms around them and pins you down, her instincts going berserk with the want to keep you under her control. 

You look at her biceps bulging and roll your eyes in pleasure, letting the word “alpha” escape your mouth. 

Abby's brain short-circuits and she moans into your cunt, humping the bed. You buck your hips in response but she just presses you down and shoves her tongue inside you, moaning at your taste. You squeak and get up on your elbows, overwhelmed: it's too much and absolutely not enough, having Abby's mouth on you, hearing all the noises she makes because of you, smelling her scent dominating you. It's good, it's so good and you feel so empty, you need to have her inside you.

“Abby- fuck-” You screw your eyes shut when she sucks on your clit. “I wanna- want a finger.”

Abby looks up and you fall back on the bed after meeting her feral eyes: you submit to her fully, and Abby smirks, satisfied. Abby moves away and watches your soaked pussy for a moment before caressing it with her fingers, making you twitch when she touches your clit. 

“How many do you usually use?” Abby rasps.

“Two.” You whimper. Abby hums and slowly, very slowly, pushes one finger inside. 

“God, baby.” Abby sighs dreamingly. “So tight.”

“I'm a virgin, Abby.” You giggle, but feeling Abby inside distracts you.

Abby tries not to think how you'll feel around her dick, so hot and tight, clenching around her, but even a glimpse of it makes her hump the bed. She watches your face as you get used to having someone else's finger inside of you, and then she curls her finger gently. You gasp, and nod, humming in approval.

Abby starts moving her finger and curling it, seeing your cum collect at the base of her finger. It takes you little time before you relax and Abby pushes the second finger in. It's tighter and Abby doesn't move her fingers when she smells a faint scent of hurt. 

“Hurts?”

“I like it.” You say shortly, because you do like feeling how Abby stretches you. You think about her dick stretching you and you clench around Abby's fingers, making her growl, her self-control crumbling.

You don't need Abby to be careful, but she still is, curling her fingers gently. You're moaning quietly on every curl and the hurt evaporates from your scent - it's beautiful. Abby puts her mouth back on you and you whine when her thrusts inside you match the pace of her tongue on your clit. 

“Oh my god you'll make me cum.” You whimper and Abby groans, her humping gets more aggressive. You fist the blanket in your fingers, feeling your lower stomach tensing in approaching orgasm. “Shit, oh my god, Abby, please-” 

You grip her hair tighter, practically shoving her face into your cunt and Abby moans again: she loves feeling your fingers in her hair, loves hearing you beg. 

It takes one more gentle curl for your whole body to tense and a loud whimper to escape your throat. Your scent spikes in euphoria and Abby groans when she feels how you pulsate around her fingers. She drags her cock over the covers and shudders, too turned on, while she watches your face. You're fucking divine like this, cumming on her fingers, the only thing keeping you still is Abby's grip on your hips. 

“Abby, oh my god, fuck!” You moan and your hips jump when Abby sucks on your clit, but the pleasure starts to hurt. “It's too much, please-”

Abby moves away and watches your cunt flutter around her fingers rhythmically, drenching her hand. She is spellbound, and for a moment you two are in separate worlds: you're coming down from your high and she is somewhere in her darkest fantasies. Abby will never hurt you, but she cannot not think about fucking you right now, pushing inside you and not letting you escape her, splitting you on her cock. 

You take a big breath to calm yourself down, but then you look at Abby and gulp: her eyes are so dark with something hot and dangerous. It makes you shudder and you remember that she hasn't cum yet. 

“Abby-” Her sharp eyes look up and you feel like you're in front of a predator. “Come here, baby.” 

Abby climbs on top of you, her fingers still trapped inside you, and you kiss her. You feel her cock poking your thigh and suddenly you’re overcome with the need to make her to cum. 

“I wanna fuck you so bad.” Abby admits and licks your neck, half-feral.

“I wanna make you cum.” You tell her and kiss her temple. “Lie down.”

Abby slowly takes her fingers out of you and licks them clean, making your face burn, but you don't stay embarrassed long: Abby lies on her back and you're presented with the magnificence that she is. 

“I'll need your help.” You tell her: even though you're very turned on, you're still intimidated. For a moment you feel like you bit more than you could chew, but Abby gently pets your head and nods.

“Of course. Don't push yourself, doll.” 

You feel easier after that and lean down to kiss Abby's scent glands. She squeezes your thigh and hums in pleasure. You move lower, kissing her sternum and then, like under some spell, you latch onto her nipple. Abby twitches and moans quietly, and your ears ring: it was one thing hearing Abby groan when she was between your legs, and another thing knowing it's your direct actions that make her moan. 

Your eyes fall on her stomach, where the precum is glistening, dripping from her hard, wet cock. Abby is big, fuck she is big, and you mouth salivates. You try not to think how it's going to fit in you one day, but right now you really want to fit it in your mouth. 

You crawl between her legs and Abby gulps while her fingers grab your hair. She is not guiding your head, letting you control the pace. You wrap your fingers around her cock and Abby hisses, so turned on by seeing your hand on her dick. You look up, panicking that you hurt her, but Abby's scent only spikes with joy. 

“Tighter, baby.” Abby pants and you listen, eagerly wrapping your hand tighter and pumping her cock. Abby starts panting, her chest heaving, and you smile. 

“I love seeing you like this.” You murmur and then, in a sudden wave of bravery, you lean down, licking the head of her dick. Abby grips your hair tighter, almost causing pain, but you don't care. 

You take your time to adjust to the velvet soft texture and the salty taste, but the more you lick, the more addicted you get, especially smelling her growing arousal, her desire to break you. 

“Shit, baby.” Abby growls and very lightly pushes your head down: you don't even register it at first, but then you eagerly swallow her down, as much as you can take. Abby moans and her thighs shake: your mouth is hot and wet, and Abby breathes through her nose to not cum immediately. 

You notice and grin before sucking on her head, whirling your tongue slowly. Abby groans, soft delicate sounds falling from her lips and you look up to her, making eye contact.

“I won't last long, babe.” Abby growls and you wiggle your butt, delighted. “Yeah? You like the thought that you can make me cum so soon?” You hum in agreement and Abby's head falls on the pillow. “Shit!” 

This is interesting. You keep moaning around Abby's cock, sucking her off as best as you can, and then you cup her balls gently, scared to hurt her. Abby moans, loud, and you wish you had something inside you right now to compensate for emptiness Abby’s fingers left in you. It's so hot seeing Abby coming undone, Abby, who probably had way better blowjobs in her life, but because it's you, it turns her into a teenager.

“Fuck. Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum.” Abby moans and you hum again. “Fuck!” 

You let Abby cum in your mouth, even though you don't know quite what to expect - but you feel her balls tighten and her cock pulsate as your mouth gets filled with her cum, and you don’t move away, too greedy. It's a lot, but it's not unpleasant, although you can't keep up and swallow everything. You let her dick out of your mouth and a few spurts end up on your face. 

Abby pants and moans, watching your surprised face: she laughs through her moans and wipes your cheek with a shaking hand. 

“Thank you, baby.” 

You grin and flop on top of Abby, kissing her. You both are covered in cum, and it makes you giggle, knowing you're gonna smell like each other for the next few days.

“Love you.” Abby murmurs, sleepy: she always wants to nap after sex. “How are you feeling?”

“Amazing. Can't wait for you to fuck me properly.”

“Whenever you want, babe. Whenever you want.”

It's ironic, but you have your first “real” sex (cue’s Abby's eye roll) in the morning. It's Saturday and you both sleep in: Abby's holding you close even in her sleep, her arm wrapped around your waist. You wake up earlier than Abby and giggle: not the first time when you wake up with Abby's hard cock pressing into you. You have no idea what she is dreaming about, but you hope it's you. 

And this time, you can actually do something about it. You snuggle closer to her and kiss Abby's scent glands, making her sigh. It makes you grin and you snake your hand down into her boxers, lightly brushing your fingertips over her cock. Abby sighs again and bucks her hips, seeking more, but you stop and kiss her neck again.

“Abby.” You call sweetly, not wanting to startle her, and she hums. “Wake up.”

“What's up?”

“Your dick.”

Abby laughs at this and you smile, happy. 

“Wanna do something about it?” 

You hum and stroke Abby's cock gently, feather like - the quickest way to get her worked up. Her scent gets heavier and you chuckle, gripping her cock tighter. Abby grunts and sneaks her arm behind your back, prodding at your hole - you're wet, your thighs are sticky with your cum.

“Got yourself worked up, huh?” Abby asks, her voice still sleepy and raspy. You nod and wiggle your butt, trying to get her fingers inside you. “How about you ride me?”

You gulp, suddenly extremely turned on, your scent getting thicker with desire, and Abby moves the blanket away. She helps you straddle her and you part your lips so they're on either side of Abby's cock, your clit dragging over her length. It's hot, you love covering Abby in your cum, feeling extremely possessive over her. 

Abby holds your hips in her strong hands and guides your moves on top of her, keeping them slow. You both pant and moan, you twitch when Abby pinches your nipple under your shirt. 

“Take it off.” Abby growls and you smile, a little fuzzy from her voice: she can't always control it, ordering you around. You throw your shirt somewhere and Abby grunts: seeing you on top of her, confident, safe, giggling and moaning, is the best view in her life. 

Abby squeezes your sides when your clit catches on the head of her cock, and when you slide up, you feel her poking your hole. It sends a hot wave down your spine and you try to do it again, slowing down every time you grind back, making Abby's cock press into you. 

Abby catches up on your actions and moans: you are a menace. She wishes you pushed a little harder, pulled her inside, into your tight, hot cunt. 

“Abby-”

“Yeah, baby?” Abby pants, watching your determined face. 

“Fuck me.”

Abby blinks and digs her fingers into your thighs, so fucking turned on: you want to take her. She will finally claim you, she will be the first (and the last) person you trust with this. You still smell a little nervous, but Abby learnt to read it by now: when you're good nervous and bad nervous. This seems to be a "good nervous" scent.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Abby brings you down and kisses you, kneading your ass so you could keep grinding against her, her scent quickly growing agressive. She pushes one finger in carefully and you moan, desperate.

“Abby, please-” You beg and Abby gulps, fighting for her self-control. 

She turns you both and slides down to put her mouth on you, and you whimper when Abby gently sucks on your clit. You're wet and you smell like her, your scents mixing together. It drives Abby crazy: she wants to mate you so fucking bad, she wants you to be hers for the rest of your lives. 

You take two of her fingers easily, dripping down her palm after all these times Abby fingered you, and Abby licks up all of your cum, addicted to your taste. But then Abby presses the third finger in and you grip her hair, excited. It goes tighter, but you love it - you even get a little sad when the sting of the stretch passes. Abby curls her fingers and you jump, dangerously close to your orgasm.

“Abby- Don't- don't make me cum.” You beg through your moans and Abby looks up.

“Why?”

“Want to cum on your cock.”

Abby would laugh if it didn't turn her on so much. She sucks your clit on purpose and you jump before tugging on her hair.

“I swear to god-” You start your threat but Abby curls her fingers, making you squeak. 

But Abby slows down: she wants you dripping, relaxed and blissed out before she fucks you. She keeps moving her fingers slowly while she licks and sucks on your pussy, and you sigh sweetly above her, your grip on her hair relaxing. Abby is almost lazy, but she watches you intently. You're wet, your cum mixed with her saliva and Abby moans quietly, getting off on the fact that she marked you. Your thighs start twitching soon, and you tug on Abby's hair again. 

“Come here.” You ask, and Abby obeys. She slowly takes her fingers out and kisses you, letting you taste yourself. You moan when you feel Abby's taste lingering as well.

“You're so beautiful.” Abby murmurs into your neck as she nuzzles you, wanting to comfort you and make you feel safe. 

You nuzzle back, grinning: you love how Abby takes care of you. You hug her shoulders and kiss her gently, slowing down as well. Abby snakes her hand between your bodies and slowly circles your clit with her thumb, watching intently as your face changes from pleasure; she tries not to overwhelm you. You sigh softly and Abby chuckles into your shoulder.

“You're cute.”

“Fuck off.” You laugh, embarrassed. Abby laughs too and kisses your tit before gently sucking on your nipple. You thread your fingers through Abby's hair and arch into her. “I love you.”

Abby's scent spikes and you giggle. 

“Love you so much.” She whispers feverishly into your skin. 

She takes a pillow and puts it under your butt, making you comfortable. Both of your clothes are around you and you feel extremely safe. It's Abby, it's your alpha, she will take care of you. You spread your legs and Abby parts your folds, replacing her thumb with her cock. You sigh and shake under her, too sensitive. You love when you grind against each other: it's so intimate and perfect. You know Abby loves it too, your slick making the best sounds for Abby's ears. 

You watch Abby frown and bite her lip to not make any sounds, so you kiss her, not letting her hide from you. Your clit catches on the head of her cock again and you both moan. 

“Come on, baby.” You encourage Abby and she nods, lining up her cock with your hole. 

“If I smell hurt, we're stopping.” She warns you and you nod. You don't want your alpha to know she hurt you during your most vulnerable time either.

Abby doesn't push right away, just lightly pressing on the edges of your hole like you did it yourself before, but when she gets the head of her cock wet enough, she pushes harder. 

“God.” Abby sighs, feeling your tight walls squeeze her cock. You don't smell like pain so Abby pushes further while you cling to her shoulders. “Fuck, you feel amazing.”

You hum, but you're too concentrated on your own feelings: Abby is so big and it's a lot, it's intense and feels so different from her fingers. You're thankful she doesn't go all the way in, giving you time. Abby slowly pushes back and forth, fucking your gently until all of her length is inside you, and you relish in the feeling of her being in you. Abby bottoms out and you cling to her, turned on from being so full, so stretched. It doesn't hurt but it still stings a little - and you like it. You like knowing Abby is a little too big for you. 

“I'm gonna cum.” You whine when Abby slowly thrusts inside. You need one little touch to your clit and you'll come undone, you're sure of it. “Slowly, yeah?”

Abby nods and kisses you as she slowly fucks you; she doesn't go all the way out, letting you get used to it. You moan softly as she moves, her cock touching every nerve ending in your walls. 

“Good?” Abby asks, and you understand that she is nervous. Your heart swells with affection and your scent spikes with love.

“Perfect.” You smile and kiss her. “You can go harder.”

Abby grips your thighs and thrusts hard enough to punch the air out of you. You choke on your moan and Abby pulls out, watching her cock glisten with your cum. It makes her feral and she gets more confident, fucking you harder, letting her hips slap against yours. It's intense and you can't think, overwhelmed by how good it feels, so you let your brain go all fizzy.

“Fuck, Abby, please.” You whine desperately and Abby swallowa, gripping you harder. She doesn't want to hurt you, but you start bucking your hips, trying to get Abby deeper and that's it. 

Abby’s scent changes: it’s suffocating now, bending you to her will, dark and possessive. Abby pins your thighs to the bed and starts hammering inside you, growling on every thrust. She knows you can take it, smells your pleasure, so Abby doesn't restrain herself. She fucks you hard and fast, listening to your whines and whimpers with the only thought in her head:

“Mine.” Abby growls and you bare your throat for her like a good little omega you are. “You were made for my cock, taking it so well on your first try, huh? Good fucking girl.” Abby leans down and sucks a hickey into your scent glands, claiming you.

Your eyes roll into your skull and you claw at Abby's shoulders, so desperate. You're close, but your brain is a mush and you can only beg. Abby smirks and moves her hand down your thigh so she can hold you open and flick your clit with her thumb. 

You shake and cum with a loud moan, spasming around Abby's cock, and she groans. Abby bottoms out and stills, letting herself feel it, how your walls trap her inside. It's better than any of the fantasies she had before: not only you're so tight around her, but you're also so fucking pretty, with her mark blooming on your neck, your throat still bared. You're vulnerable, trusting, and Abby feels honoured she can get you to this point. But then she gets hungry. She starts moving again, and you're lost in your pleasure now: your head is so fuzzy, your cunt is full with your alpha's cock, and all you want now is for Abby to cum deep inside you, claiming you. 

“I'm yours, fuck-” You squeal when Abby thrusts especially deep. 

Abby chuckles and starts thumbing your clit, eager to make you cum again. 

“And I'm yours, pretty girl.” Abby sighs, getting hazy with her own devotion to you, the smell of love almost overpowering lust. “Cum.”

You close your thighs around Abby and cum again, not able to disobey her. It's a neat trick, having Abby use her voice on you, making you even more turned on. Abby moans softly as she tries to fuck you through your orgasm, but you spasm right on her head and she cums with a groan, bottoming out, painting your walls with her cum. You’re still pulsating around her, milking Abby’s cock and she pushes even deeper, until you choke on your moan and press on her shoulder to stop her, but you’re so deliciously tight Abby can’t help herself. She digs her nails into your inner thighs and pulls out just to see her cock covered in your and her cum, mixed together. 

“So fucking pretty.” Abby growls and pushes back in, overstimulating herself. You feel her twitch inside you, and you sigh, also overstimulated.

You're shaking, but you still find some strengh to bring Abby closer, burying your nose in her neck, whining and panting into her ear while she sinks her teeth into your shoulder gently, not causing any pain. 

“Jesus.” You pant as your head clears up. 

“Are you okay?” Abby asks and you chuckle: there she is, your caring soft alpha.

“I’m fucking floating in space, Abby.”

“Good.”

You lie like this for a few minutes before Abby pulls out - you wince, sore, and Abby comforts you with kisses. She insists on helping you in the shower and brings you her softest clothes, and you tease her for being so whipped. Abby rolls her eyes and puts her hoodie on you. It hurts to sit just a bit, but you don’t mind and hiss at Abby when she tries to make it easier for you. 

You’re hers, your body and soul, and you want the evidence of it to be constant. 

[suuho]

the entire problem with this current generation’s mindset of “we don’t need or care for idols to sing live and would rather have a great performance” or a fantasy sold, is that people do not see any value in live singing and do not care about the sincerity of live singing. they do not understand that a live-sung performance can already be a great performance, and it doesn’t need any more than that to be a great performance. they say they would rather have a fantasy conveyed through performance when the entire medium idols are using to do that is song. lyrics set to music. that has to be sung by someone, who should be able to be at least decent at the very skill at the core of their craft. absolutely insane and detached to say there is no need for that in kpop, as if this entire empire is not built around concerts, music show performances, albums and singles.

and don’t get me started on the mindset that no one is allowed to criticize idols, who are doing a very public job, as if you are not allowed to expect someone to be at least passably good at their job? that they have trained for for years? if you are a singer who cannot sing, you are in the wrong profession, point blank. become a variety performer or a tv show host or a model, then. if you are a singer who cannot sing and you refuse to improve yourself, then you are in the wrong profession, and you should not be surprised if people call you out on it.

ten, twelve years ago, groups would have members that would have never been primarily considered as vocalists, and these members would go and put in the work to improve themselves, and learn how to sing. i mean, look at 2pm. they started as a group with a focus on their athletics (with a literal counterpart debuting that was a vocal group, like) and yet, all members have steadily worked to improve as performers, as vocalists. and the hard work has paid off; they literally performed 4 hour long concerts entirely live as recent as last year. because that is part of their job description, and they are aware of that. i would rather take an imperfect but dedicated singer than one who doesn’t try to improve at all. this laziness and coasting on visuals that kpop stans excuse and eat up these days is deteriorating an entire genre, and an insult to the hard work of performers of the past who have done all the work to even allow kpop to become as big as it is now.

[kpop-yes]

Chaewon x Male reader - We got married

So Im gonna start like a mini series called We got married, and it's basically dedicated to the show, We got married.

If you haven't seen it it's basically two idols pretending to be, you know, married.

Anyways I hope you enjoy reading!

Underlined = English

Normal= Korean

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You woke up groaning, wondering where She went.

Who was She?

Well She Is Chaewon, Yep That Chaewon, the one from le sserafim.

Why were you wondering where she was, well it's simple, you two were married.

Well not literally, but for a show, called we got married.

You signed a contract agreeing to 'Marry' Someone for a time period.

What you didn't expect was that someone, was Chaewon.

You didn't believe them when they told you who you were 'Marrying', but you believed them when Chaewon walked through the door and looked straight at you with a smile.

But who were you?

Well you were from a group called (Group name) that was formed a while back.

You weren't the biggest kpop group but your group was known.

The whole reason you agreed to be on the show was to promote your group's recent comeback.

Anyways, back to reality, You were looking for Chaewon when she bursted through the door and said good morning to you,

"Ah your awake Y/n! I made Breakfast!" She said enthusiastically.

You lazily got off the bed and went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.

It's been two months since this whole show started and it was taking a toll on you.

——

What started as pretending ended up being not pretending no more.

The more time you spent with Chaewon the more you fell in love with her, and the same it was for her.

You two never considered each other actual Couples until one night when you two couldn't sleep. Chaewon brought up if you two were actually considered dating and if it was official,

To which you flabbergasted by.

But after some thinking and wondering, you two made a conclusion that you two were in fact dating, sealing that conclusion with a kiss.

A kiss, that's all that you two did to show affection for each other, that one kiss.

You stated you thinking about that kiss, wondering if you should ever kiss her, or if she's not ready.

——

You got done with your shower, changed, did your hair, brushed your teeth, and headed to the kitchen.

The first thing you saw was Chaewon.

Chaewon was wearing a Pink tank top, which really gained your attention.

Besides that, you sat down and Chaewon gave you a plate of what she made.

What did she make, well she microwaved pancakes and put syrup on top with a strawberry to top it off.

"I thought you 'Made' Breakfast? All you did was Microwave the pancakes, put syrup, and put a strawberry on top of it?" You said Confused.

"Well... yeah technically I didn't 'Make' them, but I made them with Love, and that's all that matters!" She said.

You scoffed at her statement, but

still indulging her Love Made pancakes.

After finishing your breakfast, you put on your shoes, grabbed your coat, and waited at the front door for Chaewon.

You didn't wait for long as you saw Chaewon speed walk towards you,

"Okay lets go now" Chaewon said.

"Where's your coat, it's cold outside?"

"Oh uh I left it back at the stadium heh"

You chuckled at her, but you took off your coat and put it on Chaewon,

"Here, have mine"

Chaewon blushed at your action, and so did you.

Once you zipped the coat up, you opened the door for her and walked outside.

Where were you two going? You had absolutely no idea, but it didn't matter to you.

All that mattered was that Chaewon was besides you and nothing else mattered.

Holding Chaewon's hand, you two strolled down a park and into a store.

The first thing Chaewon did once she entered the store was look for ice cream.

Once she found the ice cream section, she had a hard time deciding what ice cream she wanted.

She lowered her options to two options, but she still had trouble deciding what flavor she wanted.

"How about I get (Option 2) and you get (option 1) and I'll just ket you have some of mine?"

Chaewon quickly nodded and grabbed both flavors from the freezer.

You paid for the ice cream and gave one to Chaewon.

"Hey I want that one!" She said grabbing the one you had and gave you hers.

"Wait, no I want that one back!"

After a while She finally settled on one flavor but still wanted to taste the other one every now and then.

But what gained your attention was the way Chaewon would lick the ice cream.

Her eyes staring at you while her tongue slowly licks the ice cream, it was definitely a turn on for you.

You immediately turned away blushing and and so did Chaewon.

It was completely silent until you two were heading home.

The cameras weren’t turned on as it was during commercial breaks and the camera crew were heading towards the apartment.

The sun was going down when Chaewon looked at you with a more serious expression and tone,

“Y/n?”

“whats up?”

“What are we going to be when this show is over?”

You were completely speechless but were also confused? What was going to happen with you two after the show was over?

Were you two still going to be dating, or call things off?

You didn’t know but also didn’t want to think about the future.

All that mattered was the present and spending every day with Chaewon.

“No idea, but We’ll see what happens when it’s time”.

Chaewon smiled at you and gave you a small peck on your cheek.

When you entered the apartment, the first thing you did was blast the heat and go straight to your bed.

Chaewon soon followed you after removing her coat and jumping on top of the bed next to you.

It was 12:00 in the middle of the night and you still couldn’t sleep, and neither could Chaewon.

The Cameras were off but would turn on if there was a loud noise.

It was Silent in the room and you were staring at the ceiling when Chaewon sat on top of you and whispered,

“Y/n, were married right?”

“Well, technically for the next few months yeah, why?”

“Because I’ve wanted to do this forever”.

And with a swift move Chaewon pulled your pants and boxers down simultaneously.

“Hey, Chaewon what’re you doing!-“

“Shush, the camera will turn on if you yell”, she scolded you while caressing your member.

“Chaewon, we can’t be doing this, what if the cameras turn on, we’ll be caught?”

“I don’t care about that Y/n, I’m doing what all married couples do, right?”

“Well… uh yeah but we’re not even technically married, this is just for the show”.

Chaewon looked at you with a frown,

“So you don’t love me? You’re just pretending?”

“aish, that’s not what I meant Chaewon”

“I know Y/n, your dick obviously loves me”, she said while staring at your member slowly rising.

She nuzzled your member while slowly stroking, and It didn’t take long for your member to get fully hard.

Chaewon started taking small licks before sucking your member. Chaewon slowly thrusted her head back and forth, making sure you felt the back of her throat.

Chaewon stared intently into your eyes, waiting for you cum.

But She knew you wouldn’t burst instantly, so she changed her form.

Chaewon’s sucking got increasingly faster as she was bobbing her head like a funko pop.

Your legs felt numb as you felt your limit, and so did Chaewon.

With a final bob, Chaewon took your member in as long as she could while strings of cum hit the back of her throat.

After releasing every bit of string you could, Chaewon bobbed back and swallowed every bit of cum in her mouth.

Chaewon quickly wasted no time as she squatted on top of you, took her shorts off, pulled her panties off, and lined up her pussy with your member.

She quickly took all of you, with moans following after quickly.

“Ah, Chaewon, you’re so tight ah”

Chaewon slowly started moving up and down, with a moan following after every movement.

Chaewon couldn’t keep up at your pace as she had to slow down many times, not wanting to get caught, but you had other plans.

You grabbed Chaewon’s hips as you started thrusting back and forth quickly, with many moans coming from Chaewon.

“Ah ha Y/n, slow down, The, ah Camera is going to turn on ah”.

You connected your lips with Chaewons as you started thrusting faster.

You knew her moans were going to trigger the camera so making out with her while fucking her was the only way to subdue her.

Your member continuously hitting her womb while your balls slapped her thighs was what was causing you to almost reach your limit.

With little time left until you cum, you quickly thrusted as fast you could until your legs went numb.

And with lots of moans and groans, Strings of cum quickly came out of your member as you creampied Chaewon.

After you released all your loads, Chaewon laid next to you with cum leaking out of her.

You admired her and the mess you made inside of her, wondering what adventures await with Chaewon, and saying to yourself,

“We Got Married”

[rubyreduji]

svt as children of greek gods

back in my percy jackson phase 😩 i tried to not to the stereotypical ones people think of so pls enjoy 🙏🙏

seungcheol - HEPHAESTUS; cheol as a blacksmith 🫦 but fr like i feel like he's so strong and hardworking and he's be a good role model for the younger kids (charles beckendorf type beat)

jeonghan - DOLOS; dolos is the god of trickery and he's a minor god so everyone would think jeonghan is a child of aphrodite but that makes it easier for him to decieve people

joshua - POSEIDON; we all know how he loves water...

junhui - HYPNOS; bro is sleepy okay

soonyoung - DIONYSUS; the god of insanity, pleasure, theatre, alcohol, and parties??? just listen to cult of dionysus you'll get it

wonwoo - APHRODITE; his face card NEVER lies and he helps break the stigma that aphrodite kids are only a pretty face, he also likes meddling in people's loves lives but from behind the scenes

jihoon - HESTIA; he is the heart and fire of svt, he writes all of their music and he loves them so fiercely, hesita is the god of the home and what is jihoon other than home to the members

seokmin - APOLLO; he's our sunshine singing boy who else could he be the child of???

mingyu - ATHENA; HEAR ME OUT OKAY gyu is SO SMART and like he's all cute and creative and stuff like this is another one that people aren't expecting but he likes proving people wrong

minghao - HADES; emo. but nah fr like he has a lot of patience and calmness but when he finally does finally explode it results in hell beaking loose, literally (pls meditate hao)

seungkwan - ARES; bro is always ready to throw hands with someone and ares is the god of courage and i feel like kwannie is super courageous with his outgoing personality

vernon - HERMES; the vibes are just there, he's pretty laid back from all of the chaos that surrounds him but likes to get into mischief of his own sometimes

chan - ZEUS; this kid??? holy shit "the future of kpop" who else could he be the son of?

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.7k

𝙖/𝙣: BWAHAHAH IM BACKKKK 😈😈😈 hope you guys like this one

𝙩/𝙬: pirate!au, mentioned minsung ehhe

𝒍𝒆𝒆: jisung

𝙡𝙚𝙧: minho

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s 🐾

Jisung groaned quietly. His back was killing him, who knew hiding in a barrel was so bone-snappingly painful? 

He needed to execute this correctly. One wrong move and it’s all over. 

Earlier, Jisung had noticed a group of pirates near the dock, and watching greedily at the amount of gold and food they were stocking up on, he had the golden idea of sneaking onto their ship. 

With his luck, he’d be able to convince them he was a member of the crew already, and manage to make away with said gold and food. Pirates were supposed to be ugly, dumb brutes, weren’t they?

Jisung felt his barrel hit the ground with a rather painful thud, and after assuring that there was no one around, he popped out the top and crawled out, wincing when his back cracked from the movement. 

He just had to mingle with the crew. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? 

Hannie gasped as he heard two voices behind him. 

“Oh, and then he—” A boy with pretty puppy-like visuals paused right in the middle of his sentence, and Jisung had to bite his tongue before he dropped to his knees in front of the man. 

He immediately snatched back the comment he had thought about pirates being ugly and dumb. 

The boy next to the first one had a sharp jawline and narrowed eyes, which were currently looking him up and down. 

“Are you…the new crew member?” The first boy asked. 

“Um…yes.” Jisung replied, eyes widening. 

“Well, then come with us. We’re gonna go eat.” The second boy caught him around the wrist and dragged him down the stairs to a room. 

Instead of a bunch of smelly, unhygienic pirates Jisung had expected, he was suddenly face to face with a bunch of frankly, really handsome men. Well, that beats that stereotype at least. 

The man who Jisung assumed to be the captain stood up, smiling gently at him. “Ah, you must be the new member.” He walked over and took Jisung’s hand in his. The stowaway noticed how small the man's hand was. “I’m Minho, the captain of this ship.”

“I’m Jisung.” Jisung finally looked at the man’s face, and his breath was almost literally taken away from him. “Wow…you’re pretty.” He mumbled aloud. 

Minho grinned at him. “I can hear you, sweet thing.” 

Jisung felt blood rush to his face in astonishing quickness. “O-Oh, I'm sorry...It’s just—” 

“No, no, don't apologize, it's okay. But I do have to give you the proper welcome, so follow me, please.” 

“Ooof, new guy? Good luck, dude.” A boy with long, blonde hair shouted. 

Jisung felt his blood go cold. ‘What welcome? I don’t know how to do anything…’

After some walking, they entered a room in the underside of the deck. 

Minho sat him at the edge of an extravagant bed Jisung could only assume was his. His eyes widened in fright. 

Minho suddenly darted his arms towards the boy, and he flinched, throwing his hands over his face and breathing in heavily. 

Until he felt hands cup his cheeks. “Hey, hey, I’m not gonna hurt you, sweet thing.” Minho reasssured in a low voice. “Don’t be scared.”

Jisung felt bad. So bad. He had practically fallen in love with the captain of a ship he was never supposed to be on, just cause he couldn’t handle his greed. He had to fix this.

“Um…Captain?” Jisung looked up at him. 

“Call me Minho. You’re cute, so you get special privileges.” Minho smiled his cute smile and booped Jisung’s nose. 

“Minho…uh—Can I be honest? You won’t…hurt me?” Jisung stuttered. When the older nodded, he continued. “Um…I….snuck on here. Onto this ship…I never wanted to hurt you or anything, I swear!!” Jisung babbled on in a panic, frantically squeezing his own shirt hem. 

He felt a lump in his throat and everything felt overwhelming. Jisung didn’t know why he felt the need to please this man, he just needed to. 

Jisung heard the older tsk, and he suddenly began to sob, feeling as though he had disappointed him. 

Minho’s eyebrows furrowed, and he mentally slapped himself for being so stupid. “Hey…hey, please don’t cry, darling. I’m not mad.” He cupped the younger’s cheeks again. 

“You…y-you aren’t?” Jisung looked up at him with watery eyes, pink lips in a small pout. Minho was startled at the sudden and frankly, very strong urge to kiss them until they were red and swollen. 

“No…no, but I still have to give you a proper welcome into our crew.” Minho decided his little welcome would be the best way to cheer the younger up. 

After instructing the boy to lay on his bed, Minho reassured Jisung that nothing would hurt before suddenly flopping on top of the boy and grabbing his arms, to which Jisung screamed and thrashed underneath the older. 

Minho rolled his eyes. Jisung was still convinced he was gonna hurt him. Luckily, Jisung was small, small enough that he was easily able to overpower him and slip his hands through the metal fastening on top of his headboard and tighten it. 

Jisung yelled when Minho managed to stick one foot into bottom strap, and he gave up when the other went in on the other side, knowing he couldn’t escape. 

Jisung whimpered when the older slid a leg around his hip, sitting comfortably on his lower belly. The weight was comfortable. 

Min reached down and suddenly…pulled Jisung’s shirt up? 

“H-Hey, what are you gonna—AH!!” He squealed when a finger dipped in his belly button for a second. 

“You’ll see.” Minho smirked, scribbling a hand up Jisung’s very stretched out side. 

Jisung squeaked and tried to angle away from the hand, even though he knew he was completely immobile. His eyes widened in horror. ‘No, he wouldn’t.’

‘Would he?’

Minho, meanwhile popped a bottle of baby oil, pouring some right into Jisung’s belly button and watching him flinch, and spreading more along the boy’s sides. 

Fingers gently traced along his sides, and Jisung threw his head back, a high-pitched whimper escaping him before he sealed his lips. 

“Hmmm…you’re trying so hard, aren’t you?” Minho mused, moving towards the center of Jisung’s belly and watching the corner of his lips upturn slightly. 

“Mmmhmhm…” Was the response the older recieved. 

“Oh?” Minho noticed a tiny smile on the Jisung’s face, eyes squeezed shut. He looked adorable. “Is the tickling too much? Is the lil baby about to break?~” He teased in a baby voice, clawing up and down Hannie’s sides in the most gentle movements. 

Jisung let out a strangled noise at the change in ministrations, twisting side to side and kicking his legs frantically behind Minho. 

“I know you’re ticklish, just break already and let’s make it enjoyable for the both of us.” Minho groaned. 

Jisung stubbornly shook his head, impressed with himself at how long he was holding out. 

“Let’s try and get some laughter, yeah?” And a finger was swirling on the outer rim of his belly button. 

Jisung snapped his eyes open with a loud squeal just as it went into the sensitive button, twisting as loud cackles rang around the room. “NOOHOHOHOO!!” He shrieked. 

“Awe, finally! Your laugh is adorable~” Minho smiled fondly at the squirming boy. 

Jisung tensed and pulled at his restraints, desperately bucking away from the finger but failing. “YOUHU CAHAHAHANT!! Please please—CAPTAIN!!” Jisung screamed, the fingers slipping up his shirt and finding the skin of his underarms. 

“Nonono…I said you can call me Minho. Didn’t you listen?” 

Jisung shook his head desperately, kicking out behind the older. 

“No?” Minho frowned, moving his hands back to Hannie’s lower belly. 

“AGH!!” Minho flinched. 

“StahahaaaHAHAAAHAHAAA!!” Jisung dissolved into more messy laughter.

“Awhhh, the little baby can’t handle it?” Minho cooed, and Jisung hated the way his face burned a bright red. 

“Shuhuhut AHAAHAHAHAP!!” He screamed, tugging at Minho’s restraints. 

“How informal, don’t you think?” Minho mused, grinning evilly as he undid the rest of Jisung’s cloak buttons. 

“Noho…no….please—CAPTAIN!!” Jisung cried when more oil was spread along his armpits. 

Minho tsked. “I said, call. Me. Minho.” 

Fingers scribbled everywhere, over Jisung’s armpits, along his rib cage, his belly and sides. 

The room exploded into sound, boisterous squeals and cute squeaks, along with the loudest begging in between laughter that Minho had ever heard. 

“PLEASE PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA!! MIHINHO PLEASE NOHO—!!” Jisung arched his back. It was unbearable, too much. 

“You’re so ticklish, it’s actually insane.” Minho hummed. “So, you wondered onto here, but now I’m gonna ask you something.” He casually asked, fingers only continuing their torturous movements that seemed to have Han in stitches. 

“OKAAAHAHAHAY!!”

“Will you stay with me? With us?” Minho paused. 

Jisung caught his breath, eyes sparkling with tears. “Wha…Whahat??” 

“Please?” 

Jisung shook his head. “wahait…I cahahant—STAHAHAHAAAAHAHA!!” He tensed with a scream when the cruel tickling only continued. 

“Hmmm…I’m gonna have to break you some other way…” Minho reached his hand back and squeezed around Han’s thigh with one hand, reveling in the howl of laughter poor Jisung let out. “Bad spot?”

He continued tickling with one hand, reaching into his bedside drawer with the other and pulling a hook out. 

Jisung’s eyes widened at the sight. The end was…dull. 

“Everyone I’ve tried this on have broken immediately, and I’m sure you’ll break too.” Minho slipped it onto his hand. “Every pirate needs their hook, hm?” 

He dangled it righttt over Jisung’s belly button, and the younger’s eyes widened when he realized what the captain had in mind. 

“Wait-wait-wait…Minho please…please don’t. I really can’t take anything in there!” Jisung sucked his tummy away from the tool, anticipation welling up in his stomach. “I’ll seriously die! Nono—NO!!”

Minho dipped it into the button, scratching around with the blunt tip as poor Jisung fell apart completely, emitting a high pitched wail before descending into loud, screechy cackles, tears spilled down his cheeks, and Minho smiled fondly at him. 

“All it took was a little tiny tip to make you lose~” 

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEASSEEE!! MIHIHIHINHOOOO!! I CAHAHAAHANT TAKE ITT!! AGH—STOP MOHOHOVING!!” Jisung pleaded, muscles tending rapidly as he frantically screamed. 

“Nowww…will you stay or do I have to use this on your ribs too?” 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! IHIHIHILL STAHAHAHAY!! I PROHOHOMISEE!!” Jisung was plunged into silent laughter. Minho slowly let up. 

“Fine, fine. Poor baby.” Minho cooed, unbuckling the restraints and wiping the boy’s hot tears. 

Jisung preened at the attention, sighing contentedly when a small kiss was placed to his nose. 

“We’ll set up your room and stuff later, right now, just…stay with me?” Minho gave him a hopeful expression. 

“Okay…Will I be safe here?” Jisung asked with a small worried expression. 

“I’ll protect you with my life. After all, that’s my duty as your captain.“

[9800sblog]

hybe tarot reading

the group members vs current legal matters

this reading was concluded in 20th May of 2024

bts

the magician reversed, 10 of pentacles, 6 of swords, page of wands

good business, it requires safety, protection, health, newjeans is such a big group and hybe is such an influential company, these issues and their solutions affect the entire world and generations to come. they're breaking old curses, that are helping all types of workers, they know what they're doing and it's likely been planned and/or expected. there's only so much they could do before, this is like britney spears waiting til the right time to expose herself, to try and change the entire justice system.

txt

the moon, the chariot reversed, 10 of cups, ace of swords, 9 of pentacles

a lot to show for, they're loving the consequences and how it influences them, but they're waiting for their own time to make their move. this is bringing very necessary change, in things the public isn't talking about (literally), the cards are diverse here, groups are having fun with them, they're so untouchable, it's a breath of fresh air for those involved, cracking jokes and seeing things for what they really are - not that frustrating situation that everybody's trying to get involved. this is probably the strongest/most powerful group at hybe.

enhypen

3 of pentacles reversed, queen of pentacles, 7 of swords, the devil reversed, ace of cups

it's probably a good day for hybe/kpop/enhypen, leave behind stupid laws they have to answer to and stay in their own lane, doing their own thing. they must have broken ties with people that underestimated them and held them back, hybe is finally getting authority over their art, instead of a law-forced hierarchy, everybody's working towards the same goals. these dudes love science.

illit

10 of wands reversed, 7 of wands, the high priestess, the sun, 6 of wands reversed

they trust those people with eyes closed, it's frustrating how people think it's because artists can't see what's happening, it's because they're strong as fuck.... they defend themselves when need be, and most of who they are is hidden, illit members are happy that people are starting to notice that public figures are bigger and smarter than they thought, somebody cracked the mirror of their reflections and they actually just don't care. you know how illit debut is clearly scientists that ran away from psychic wards and live in abandoned places, but people think it's just "innocent concept"? hm that's very true to real life. they're defying gravity running in isolated spaces, how is that similar to newjeans who's concept is just them and their culture?

le sserafim

8 of swords reversed, 5 of swords reversed, strength, strength, 3 of wands

I literally heard "so the plan is working! it was you, little devils!?" coming from the cartoon on the tv as I shuffled the cards (it's rugrats by the way, but I didn't catch which episode was playing), just like the lyrics in smart. very similar to enhypen, they're involved in a lot of meetings and planning, they're all protected by the things they did when they were kids and by family and friends, there's no need to worry about these groups as if the public knows their story because everyone dismisses that. public has been playing detective because they're bored, le sserafim is changing the industry, like they said, and kpop is part of government, so they're actually changing politics. they're all fine.

seventeen

death reversed, 2 of pentacles reversed, page of pentacles, 5 of cups reversed

again from the tv "alright, but you're gonna regret it! if these rats wanna come in, let's give them a ride they're never gonna forget" right after the death card fell reversed. why is nobody paying attention to seventeen? they're really fucking things up for those that try to control people/the masses, this is a BIG company in every sense of the word, there is not a single small talent here, people are getting involved, posting and talking without even looking, they're everywhere! they're probably here too kkkkkkk this is not a joke, the cards really indicate that, they have a passion for design, it seems, meaning they have a passion for shaping the way people perceive the world.

fromis_9

king of cups, 9 of wands, 7 of cups reversed, 5 of wands reversed, 3 of pentacles reversed

again, have yall forgotten about these groups? they're really screwing things up, this feud is nothing about pedophilia or 1 vs 1, it's about politics and laws, it's obvious.. they may have many licenses, come from lawyer families or be lawyers themselves (yes, members), they've also been untied to something that tried to control them, they're hiding in the shadows, but damn they really know what they're doing.

tws

ace of cups, 6 of cups reversed, 3 of cups reversed, 8 of pentacles, knight of pentacles

this is an adrenaline level legal feud, it's all to do with politics and science, just look at the cards. they may have been pushed to debut by governors that think people are numbers, but that's no issue to them, they're like musketeers. there's not much to say here, just they're fine, they're gonna solve this their own way and they could care less if the public will think they're bad people (much like hybe staff - min heejin and bang pd), they don't care about "they deserve an apology; they're victims", ruthless and they don't get tired.

I'm reminded of miroh by stray kids, uh oh by g idle.

boynextdoor

the lovers, knight of wands, the emperor, 6 of cups reversed, the magician

they have ancient culture involved in this, spirituality, witchcraft and things like that - I don't know how people see things like these on music videos and pretend they're not associated with those people, like how many idols have had tarot and oracle on their images, that's like red velvet's entire concept and please don't pretend aespa aren't scientists and nct aren't businessmen, like kpop is still happening in real life, it's not a psychedelic trip. these members are way more in control than people think, because they relate to physics laws.

newjeans

2 of swords, judgement, 4 of wands, 2 of cups, the devil

they're FINE, these are HUGE cards to have in a situation like this, OMG. the cards don't even need any explanation, like look at this combo, like if you have any doubts or worries, just watch newjeans music videos and listen to stray kids songs like this spread is so district 9 coded. "but I'm not gonna be the one to get hurt" [hurt - newjeans], "I'm going crazy, right?" [omg - newjeans] and "when you say I'm a dream, you don't even know my name, do ya?" [super shy - newjeans]

also, I found the strength card hidden under the 2 of cups LIKE-

like there's a reason why newjeans, le sserafim and txt are the ones public is paying most attention to, "don't forget the shoes I left behind, what more need I say?" [antifragile - le sserafim]

&team

4 of pentacles, 8 of wands, 7 of pentacles, the world

"remember how he was obsessive over clowns? oh he'll be fine!" from the tv as I shuffled the cards again. it's like if you don't know anything about laws, of course this whole situation sounds scary, simple, yet unsolvable, these people train for YEARS, and their resumes are huge.

[idyllic-ghost]

Title: Sweet (Eye) Candy

Pairing: sub!Wonwoo x dom!fem!reader

Warnings: slight exhibitionism, pegging, masturbating (m), dom/sub dynamics, blindfolds, handcuffs, spanking, degradation, praising.

Genre: Smut, MDNI

Synopsis: As your sugar baby, Wonwoo gets treated to every luxury he can imagine. This time, you take him with you to your summer house, where things get a bit intense after all the teasing.

A/N: thank you to @himbocoups, @multi-kpop-fanfics and @heartkyeom for helping me read through my text and give me ideas! this is literally the filthiest thing i have ever written, please enjoy! also thinking of making sugar baby wonwoo into a series, so let me know if that's something people are interested in!

Word count: 4k

Rating: 18+

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Time couldn’t move any slower. Each time Wonwoo looked at his watch, it seemed to be in the same position. He wasn’t even listening to the professor anymore - it was Friday afternoon, and he was ready to prepare for his weekend. Wonwoo was going away to a summer house over the weekend, and was being paid to fix it up for the summer that was coming around the corner. This summer house just happened to be your summer house. Usually, he’d just get paid for looking pretty - but since he offered to help with the summer house, you decided to just accept. Wonwoo was your sugar baby - and you were helping him through school as long as he was yours to play with.

“... and that’s the end of this lecture, any questions?” the professor said, peaking Wonwoo’s interest, “If not, then have a good weekend! Don’t forget the new chapters for the seminar.”

Wonwoo packed his things and practically ran out of the lecture hall.

A year ago, Wonwoo found himself in need of money. One way or the other, he found himself browsing sugar mommy sites - which is where he found you. He was shy and unsure of what to do at first, but soon enough he was dressing up everytime he knew he’d meet you and accepting your money without question. Most of the money he used for his studies and practical things, but eventually he spent it on more personal things. He started looking for colognes and clothes you might like him to wear - and as he got more comfortable, he started finding more and more sensual things he could do for you. It started with a pair of handcuffs, which he thought he would use on you. However, when he ended up handcuffed to your bed frame, he realized he would never be the dom of this relationship - and that he liked it better that way. Getting completely lost in pleasure while you controlled his every move was one of his favorite things. Sex with you had been vanilla so far, he only realized your domineering side once you let your walls down. 

When he arrived at the summer house, you were already there. You welcomed him with open arms, walking out the front door in a black long pencil skirt and the sleeves of your button-up messily rolled up. Wonwoo felt underdressed in his jean shorts and white t-shirt - but he knew you wouldn’t keep your clothes on for long.

“Wonwoo, darling!” you smiled brightly, “I’m so happy you’re here, I just brought out the lawn mower.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and stood on your toes to give him a kiss.

“Are you putting me to work right away?” He put his hand on your lower back.

“I’ll let you put your things away. After that, yes.” You grinned and grabbed his hand to lead him inside.

The house was built in a modern style, none of it was in need of much fixing but it was slightly unkempt. Wonwoo got to work almost immediately, starting with mowing the lawn behind the house. As expected, your clothes didn’t stay on. Soon enough, you got out of the house in a tiny bikini to go for a swim in the freshened up pool. He had trouble keeping track of the lawnmower since he kept getting distracted. Sweat was pouring over his body, his glasses sliding down his nose, and it wasn’t just because of the hot weather. Wonwoo lifted his shirt over his head and threw it on a nearby lawnchair. He heard a wolf whistle from the pool, and saw you hanging over the edge.

“Don’t mind me!” you shouted with a grin.

Wonwoo chuckled and kept pushing the lawnmower. He felt your eyes on him, eating him up with your gaze, and he absolutely loved it. He loved having all of your attention, it made him feel pretty. 

And feeling pretty only made him think of the butt plug he was using to stretch himself out even more.

After finishing up the lawn, Wonwoo went inside to get some water. You were in there making lunch. A wrap skirt was wrapped around your waist, and you were dancing around to the music coming from your speaker. You smiled at him, and gave him a glass without him needing to ask. He thanked you and poured himself some water. The feeling of your eyes staring him down made him feel like jelly, and he hoped that his hand wasn’t shaking as he brought the glass up to his lips. A droplet escaped the corner of his lips and rolled down his jaw, over his neck, and down to his clavicle area - but it stopped right by his chest. You saw the water dribble down his upper body, and reached out to stop it. The burning feeling of your hand against his chest made him shiver. He put down the glass on the counter and looked at you. You stared back with innocent eyes.

“Always so messy,” you sighed and brushed your thumb across the corner of his lips, “You must’ve worked really hard, you really gulfed that water down.”

“Well, you can see for yourself. The lawn is pretty much perfect,” he said.

“Thank you, darling,” you said without looking towards the backyard, “You deserve a treat, don’t you?”

Wonwoo’s jaw dropped slightly, this is what he had been waiting for. Were you really going to fuck him in the kitchen? He watched you reach for something, as you told him to close his eyes. His cock twitched in his boxers, thinking of all the things you could do to him. 

“Open your mouth,” you said in a sultry voice.

He followed the command immediately, hearing you whisper “good boy”, as he did so, and he felt something sweet in your mouth. Your hand patted his shoulder twice, and he could hear you walking away. Wonwoo pulled the stick out of his mouth and opened his eyes. It was a pink heart-shaped lollipop. You chuckled behind him, and with a groan he walked out of the kitchen. His dick was rock hard in his pants. It was a miracle that you hadn’t seen it. 

Wonwoo walked over to the nearest bathroom, not even excusing himself. There was not a single thought in his head as he locked the door behind him and pulled out his pants just enough to get out his shaft. He still had the lollipop in his mouth, he took it out to spit on his hand, and then put it back in his mouth. The sweet flavor of the candy coated his tongue as he started moving his hand up and down his cock. A soft moan left his lips in relief. You’d never approve of him doing this, but he just needed to relieve himself. He grinded against his hand as he sucked loudly on the candy, moaning around the sweet. You could absolutely hear him, but his brain couldn’t process the consequences. He needed to feel your wet walls around him, his hand just wasn’t enough. Thinking about it made him slump against the bathroom door. He clenched around the butt plug, the action being enough for him to cum on the bathroom floor.

“Shit,” he whispered.

Wonwoo’s limp body sunk down towards the floor. Even though he was tired, he grabbed some toilet paper and wiped up the floor. He had to go out soon. Thinking back to the erotic scene he just played out made his cock twitch again. It was something worth recording. 

When he had collected himself, he got out of the bathroom. You were staring at him as he walked up to the kitchen counter, where his books were laying. He grabbed one of them and tried to give you a nonchalant smile, as if you hadn’t heard everything going on in that bathroom. 

“Going to study?” you asked.

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat, “Just going out to the lawn chair.”

You raised your eyebrows and nodded, clearly aware of the situation. He knew what was coming, it was just a matter of time. 

Wonwoo laid down on his stomach on the comfortable lawn chair, the book he was reading laying down right in front of him. The lollipop was still in his mouth, reminding him of what he had just done. You were watching him reading from the open glass sliding door, pretty sure that he didn't even realize that he was grinding against the chair. You decided to walk over there, heat starting to spread through your core, grabbing a bottle of lube before doing so. The strap you had brought with you was secured around your hips. Your legs were on either side of him, positioning yourself right under his ass. 

“Are you tense, honey?” you asked as you started rubbing his warm back.

Wonwoo didn’t respond, only sighing and whimpering. Your hands got closer and closer to his ass, feeling every inch of his skin. After placing a kiss on his back, you started playing with the hem of his jean shorts. You slowly pulled down his shorts, along with his underwear. Wonwoo lifted up his hips, but kept his nose in the book. As soon as you saw the butt plug, you cooed at him. Your hands kneaded his ass.

“Did you plan on getting fucked today, baby?” you tutted, “So cute.”

Wonwoo whined in response, trying to stay focused on the text in front of him. When you pulled out his butt plug he let out a soft moan. You brought the lube out and poured some right over his stretched out hole. As you rubbed your strap against it, Wonwoo started pushing back against you.

“You better keep studying,” you said, “Read to me, but don’t be too loud - I have neighbors, you know?”

Before he could process what you had said, you slide your cock inside him. He moaned out a sentence, making you slap his ass and tell him to keep quiet. Wonwoo tried to keep reading, but ended up reading the same sentence over and over again without realizing it. Your thrusts were deep and slow, making him feel every inch of your thick strap. It was a new one, he could tell from the slight sting of the stretch that you had gotten a bigger one.

“What would your classmates think of you now, hm?” you whisper in his ear, “The smartest in class getting all dumb from just getting some cock. You just love it too much, don’t you?”

Wonwoo groaned in response as his eyes rolled back in his head. You gripped his hair and pulled him back.

“Tell me how much you love it, Wonwoo,” you demanded, “Tell me how much you love being fucked like a slut.”

“I love it so much, mistress,” he groaned when you finally let his hair go, “I’m your slut, I promise.”

“I know you are, sweetheart.” You pulled out of him. “That’s why you’ll go up to the bedroom right now and wait for me.”

“Yes, mistress,” he breathed heavily.

You cooed at him as you watched him try to pull up his pants and walk away. He was so needy he was stumbling. A single glance at his book had you bored, so you closed it and picked it up to put it back inside. You saw him about to walk up the stairs and stopped him.

“Wonwoo,” you called, “Not that bedroom. It’s downstairs, in the basement.”

Wonwoo’s mouth fell into an “o” shape as he tripped down the stairs. You laughed at his flustered state, and held out a keyring to him.

“Take the one with a ‘one’ carved into it and open the left side of the wardrobe. You’ll know which one it is when you see it.” You smiled. “Pick something nice to put on.”

While Wonwoo walked downstairs, you went to the upstairs bedroom. In your bedside table is a silk blindfold. You pick it up and bring it with you out of the room. While walking down the stairs, you consciously thought of taking your time getting there - you needed to give Wonwoo enough time to pick out lingerie from your wardrobe. Your downstairs bedroom was your own personal playroom - you had been wanting to show it to Wonwoo since you first started having sex with him. It was a small room, the only things in it were a bed and a wardrobe, and a barely noticeable hook in the ceiling. 

When opening the door, you were met with Wonwoo sitting on the floor in nothing but lace underwear, as he was trying to figure out the opening of a leather harness. His clothes were left scattered outside the door of the room, and you couldn’t care less about the mess.

“Do you need help, baby?” you cooed.

Wonwoo mumbled out an adorable “please”, making you close the door behind you and hurrying to his side. You told him to sit up straight, and helped him put on the harness. He had picked the harness with the collar, and you smiled at the thought of getting out the matching leash from the wardrobe.

“We’re going to play a game, honey.” You pulled at the ring attached to his collar, “Are you up to that?”

“Yes, I’ll do whatever you want,” he murmured.

“Close your eyes.”

He did as you asked, and you brought up the blindfold to his face. The soft silk was cooling on his skin, and Wonwoo leaned into your touch. You got up from the floor, and helped Wonwoo to the bed. 

“Do you know what this room is for, baby?” you asked without looking for an answer, “This is my playroom. I’ve been waiting to show it to you, but I think you’re ready for it now.”

“I’m ready, mistress,” Wonwoo whined.

Mindlessly, your hands wandered to his chest to play with his nipples. Wonwoo started squirming, and you could see he cock growing harder in his barely-there lingerie.

“You’re going to name a number from one to ten,” you said softly, “And each number will represent something in this wardrobe that I will use on you.”

Wonwoo nodded, you grabbed the ring on his collar and pulled on it harshly.

“Answer me with words, baby.” You pulled him closer to you, “You’re my good slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, mistress,” Wonwoo whined.

“Good boy,” you mused.

You let go of Wonwoo’s collar, and with a few steps you had arrived in front of the wardrobe. The key that Wonwoo had used was still in the lock to the left side of the wardrobe. You took it out to unlock the other part of the wardrobe. The clicking made Wonwoo anxious, you could tell from the way he was whimpering and the sound of him moving around.

“Pick a number, darling.”

“Eight,” he gulped.

You counted the items silently, your eyes landing on a leash. It wasn’t the matching leash that came with the harness, but it was a leash nevertheless. You took the leash and turned to Wonwoo, walking up to him with confident steps and attaching it to his collar. He tried to reach for it, to feel what it was, but you swatted his hands away.

“You’re blindfolded for a reason, darling.” You tugged on his leash to make sure it was secured, “But you can probably guess what this is. Give me another number, honey.”

After Wonwoo whimpered out another number, you got to pick out a pair of pink handcuffs. The game went on for another few numbers, until you ended up on the bed with Wonwoo between your legs. A cockring was buzzing around his shaft and he had gotten another butt plug, while you pulled him towards your pussy with a leash. 

“Hold yourself up, baby,” you said softly, “You work out don’t you? Use those muscles you’ve worked so hard for.”

Wonwoo’s hands were cuffed behind his back and he was balancing on his knees. He looked up at you with pleading eyes. You reached your hand out and ran your fingers through his hair lovingly, before pulling on it. Wonwoo’s mouth fell open in a silent moan, and you pushed him down on your cunt. Being the good boy he was, Wonwoo immediately started sucking on your clit and messily eating you out. When he was in this headspace, he always got messy.

“My good boy.” You bit down on your bottom lip to restrain a moan.

Wonwoo peered at you through his lashes, watching you try to hold back your moans, and grazed his teeth against your clit to get a reaction out of you. You pulled on the leash involuntarily, gasping at the sudden feeling. Wonwoo’s swollen lips left your cunt at the jerk of the leash, and his head ended up on your stomach. Instinctively, you grabbed his jaw and held his face up. 

“What did you just do?”

“I’m sorry, mistress-”

“What did you just do?”

“I put my teeth against you,” he whispered.

“Louder,” you spat in his face.

He said it once again, louder this time. You slapped his face, not too hard, and Wonwoo let out a strangled moan. Taking the opportunity, you put your thumb in his mouth and watched him suck on it.

“You don’t get to make any decisions, baby,” you explained softly, “All you need to do is forget all your silly little thoughts, and let me control you.”

“Please forgive me, mistress,” he slurred around your thumb.

“We’ll see about that.” You moved away from him and let him fall to the bed, “I think I should try out toy number four on you.”

Toy number four was a paddle, a pretty pink one that matched the handcuffs. Wonwoo was squirming on the bed, whining about the cockring not being on a high enough setting. You hushed him and uncuffed one of his hands and flipped him on his back.

“Are you gonna let me touch you?” he stammered out, a sparkle of hope in his eye.

“No, baby,” you cooed and cuffed his wrists in front of him, “You’re going to sit on your knees for me, and hold your hands above your head.”

He did as you said quickly. You took off the leash from his collar and connected it to his handcuffs. Standing up on the bed, you secured the leach on the ceiling-hook. When you looked down on him from where you were standing, you caught him staring at you with pleading eyes. You brushed your thumb over his cheek and sat down in front of him. 

“You’re still my good boy, Wonwoo.” You kissed him gently, in contrast to how you had just treated him, “But you need to learn your lesson. Count for me?”

Wonwoo nodded with a cute pout on his lips. You reached for the cockring remote on the other side of the bed, and turned up the vibration setting. The sound of the buzzing mixed with the louder whines coming from Wonwoo. This setting wasn’t high enough to get him to cum, but it was enough to make him start drooling. The cold leather paddle felt like it was made for your hand. When you moved behind him, you could see him already preparing for what was to come. The paddle came down hard on his ass the first time.

“One,” he whimpered.

“Good boy.” You wrapped your hand around his shaft and started playing with his tip, “And again.”

Cum was splattered all over the bed. Wonwoo had lost count of how many times he had orgasmed, he’s even sure that he came untouched at least once, but it didn’t matter. You were on top of him, bouncing on his cock since he was too tired to move. 

“You can give me one more load, can’t you Wonwoo baby?”, you moaned.

“Yes, mistress.” Wonwoo’s voice was almost completely gone.

“Such a good whore. You’d let me do whatever I want with you, wouldn’t you? You just like being fucked that much, you’re nothing but a dumb slut. What do you think people would say if they could see you like this?”

Wonwoo twitched inside you, and you laughed in his face.

“Do you like that? Do you want to be watched while I fuck your brains out?” You put your hands on his chest and start rubbing his nipples, “Tell me, do you want to be watched?”

“I want to be watched, mistress!”, he gasps, “Please, can I cum?”

“That’s it, baby, cum inside your mistress,” you said, “Let me milk you dry, Wonwoo.”

When you felt his cum spread inside you, you started shaking. A tear almost fell down your cheek as you came to orgasm on his thick cock. You let him stay inside of you, feeling him twitch as he squirmed from overstimulation. After pressing a few soft kisses to his neck, you got off of him. With wobbly legs, you made your way over to your wardrobe. There was one last door that had stayed locked this entire time. Inside it was everything from wet wipes to new sheets. It was, what you called, your aftercare package. You picked up the packet of wet wipes and a towel, and then carried it over to the bed. Wonwoo was still laying there limp, and you cooed at his tired form.

“Are you alright, darling?” you asked quietly, as if he’d break if you spoke any louder.

He mumbled out a reply. Knowing that he was conscious, you began cleaning him up. It was a quiet process, except for the occasional wince from Wonwoo when you’d wipe over a particularly sore area. Even though the entire bed was filthy, you laid down next to him and let him snuggle up on your chest.

“Is everything okay?” you asked, to which Wonwoo nodded yes, “Good. I need to clean this up soon. Would it be okay if I drew you a bath, got you some clean clothes, and made a comfy space for you on the couch upstairs?”

“That sounds great,” Wonwoo said with a lazy smile, “I’ll need some help up the stairs.”

“I’ll help you, don’t worry.” You kissed his forehead.

The two of you laid there for a moment, not wanting to move. It wasn’t until Wonwoo asked that you helped him up and got him to the bathroom. He was like a completely changed person suddenly. In one minute he was your submissive baby, and in the next he could actually speak a full sentence. 

When you had gotten Wonwoo in the bath, and cleaned up downstairs, you put some new clothes for him in the bathroom.

“This bathtub is amazing,” Wonwoo sighed and sank further into the water.

His hair was wet and slicked back, skin littered with water drops and bubbles, and his head was tilted back in pure relaxation. He looked like a dream, and you couldn’t help but to stare.

“Don’t forget to get out later,” you said, “I’m making room on the livingroom couch now, come to me when you’re done.”

“You should get in.” He looked over at you, “The water’s still warm.”

“Oh no, honey,” you chuckled, “If I got in with you right now, you’d leave being more of a mess than when you got in.”

It was exaggerated, but you knew that you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off him. Wonwoo’s eyes widened and he nodded. You closed the door behind you and went to fix up the couch. A few minutes later, two strong arms wrapped around your waist. Wonwoo had gotten out of his bath earlier than expected. Though he walked a bit weird, there was no sign of what you had just done to him. You turned around in his arms and gave him a kiss.

“It’s already dark outside,” he said without looking to the window.

“I know,” you sighed, “Let me make us some dinner, and then we can head upstairs. What do you want to eat?”

You didn’t even realized that you had been pushed before your ass landed on the soft cushions of the couch. Wonwoo positioned himself between your legs, playing with the hem of your underwear.

“Since I never got to finish what I started, how about I have you for dinner?”

[jeonscatalyst]

Why do people still deny that Tae went hand in hand with Jennie because he wanted it that way? The photographer you caught participated in a podcast recently, and they wanted to take down the page, like? The video is still clear and vivid in the paparazzi's feed, he was not prosecuted nor was he taken down, on the contrary, he said he was stopped by security and released because he was not considered a threat. They [Tae & J) didn't want to deny it, in fact she came on Instagram and posted photos from that day. No one is pouring hate on Tae for simply letting them talk about something he knew they would talk about and wanted to, oh my god [and I literally don't care about her and him, but I'm an adult and I try to deal with maturity around me]

Well anon Tae and Jennie were definitely walking hand in hand in Paris because they wanted to but I don’t know if their intention was to get “caught”. I did watch the podcast/ interview by the french paparazzi guy and from the way he explained things it is clear that there was no media play or any of that rubbish tkkrs are talking about.

He said that he was tipped off about Jennie and Tae being in Paris together by a friend of his who is into kpop and then he went and waited by a bus stop near Le Champs Elysees for over an hour and then immediately he spotted them coming out of a restaurant, holding hands, he took a photo and sent it to his friend who then said footage like that had never been released before so that was huge. He then proceeded fo follow them on a bike and kept discreetly taking photos and videos of them on his phone because he didn’t have his camera on his since he didn’t expect to see them at all but only went there after his friend tipped him off.

At some point Tae and Jennie probably figured out they were being filmed but probably couldn’t do anything about it or maybe they just didn’t care. But it is clear that the Paparazzi guy did not face any consequences, I mean why would he? He is a paparazzi and that’s what they do. He saw them on the streets and took videos of them, he didn’t break into their houses or anything. I had seen some taekookers claiming that he was probably sued because he deleted the highlight of taennie from his instagram but I doubt that was the case because he is still talking about it and the video itself is still on his page till this day.

I personally don’t think Tae and Jennie intentionally went out holding hands because they wanted to soft launch their relationship or because they wanted someone to take a video (I mean that could be the case but I don’t think so) They are idols and public figures but that doesn’t mean they don’t crave nomalcy too plus sometimes they too can be a little careless. Maybe they thought it was late and no one was going to recognize them that late at night. I mean look at how happy Jimin and Jungkook were when someone recognized them at walmart in NY. Sometimes these idols too probably think not everyone would recognize them cuz I bet they have been to so many places without people recognizing them. Maybe Tae and Jennie just wanted to have one of those days and then got “caught”. I think if it was intentional or if they wanted to soft launch their relationship then, they would have kept up with it after that, like being seen together in other places but I don’t think they were ready to openly date yet and that is probably why they continued the way they did. They didn’t deny it but also didn’t accept it. They knew some people knew and some people were still doubting and probably just decided to leave things as they were.

I don’t even understand why this whole taennie thing is still a topic for debate. Tae and Jennie were together and probably still are and anybody who continues to deny that is just plain stupid imo.

[hwnglx]

What is hyunjin's real behind the scenes personality like?

this went very deep 😮‍💨 often happens when the person i read for is of very complex nature, he's def one of them lol..

hyunjin's real personality behind the scenes

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

temp, 9ofp&5ofw, kingofsw, queofp, 6ofw, 5ofc, queofc

+ very chill and peaceful energy. since hyunjin prefers things to remain balanced and calm, he doesn't enjoy conflict at all and prefers staying out of it whenever he can. a lot of contentment in his own comfort zone.. like a happy loner type of thing. he's the happiest when he's by himself and doesn't need to concern himself with others. the nine of pentacles often gives me this vibe of someone who loves smothering themselves. do the whole self care routines and stuff, to make themselves feel better.

on a day to day basis, he's much more mature than what meets the eye. i know i say this about many idols, but we all know how the kpop industry can often ask for idols to seem more "childlike", doing cat-ears and aegyo and cutesy stuff like that. (most kpop fans don't realize it but still struggle seeing these men as grown adults) hyunjin isn't into any of that at all, on and off camera lmao. there's this very serious and stern quality to him, he isn't someone to just "la la la ☺️🎶" stroll through life carelessly. he takes life seriously.

he also truly cares about the people he cherishes. there's an equally gentle energy to him, where he really wants to take care of the few people in his close circle that he loves. i don't see many people around him, he's someone who carefully choses who to give his time and energy to. but once you're important to him, he'll be fiercely loyal and committed to make sure you feel comfortable and safe around him. although materialistic (he values money a lot), he can be very generous with it when the time calls for it and enjoys gifting his loved ones expensive things. probably enjoys bragging that he was able to buy that with his own hardly earned money, he's very proud of the financially stable place he's been able to get to.

getting the five of cups as a positive is pretty interesting, since it's usually a card that stands for sadness, loss, regret.. however, the following emotionally intelligent queen of cups, tells me he's been able to take this easily hurt (very soft heart for sure) nature of his and turn it into more of a "positive" trait. he's a deeply empathetic and compassionate guy, since he exactly knows what it's like to get overwhelmed with sorrow. he's definitely the type to quietly sit with you and allow you to cry in his shoulders for hours, just listening to you sob.

char, aceofc, 3ofsw&8ofp, 8ofw, 6ofp, 8ofsw

- oh hello aries mars. yeah, hyunjin can definitely get too worked up and completely lose himself once he's set a goal he desperately wants to achieve. the chariot tells me that, if this man wants something, he will do whatever it takes to get it, and likely completely disregard anyone else around him. like there's a very handy opportunity for him? do not expect him to give in and hand it to you. no matter how much you could want it, he really won't care about your needs at all. definitely has a very selfish and opportunistic side to him.

i can see this coming from deep insecurity. he's extremely sensitive, very easily hurt heart. a lot of his struggles come from his own expectations to himself, he never really feels like any amount of work is enough to satisfy his own standards. like there literally is no end. he never really feels this sense of relief one usually gets after a long day of hard work. he'll probably remember all the things he didn't do according to his own expectations, and will kinda ruin things for himself. very self-sabotaging tendencies. he stands in his own way a lot, makes things harder for himself than they should be and sets limitations where they don't need to be. he constantly struggles to let lose, and can drive himself crazy over the most trivial things and details others wouldn't even think about.

hyunjin can easily feel like he needs to be some sort of use or service to people in order for them to accept or like him. he can quickly feel worried that he doesn't live up to not only his own but other people's expectations as well, and is still in need of a lot of praise and validation. i can see him sucking up to people a lot and knowing how to play his cards well (esp. his looks!!) in order to get that approval.. a lot of needy and unstable energy when it comes to his self worth.

he still finds himself overwhelmed by his emotions. he's very all or nothing. like he either completely shuts off his feelings and tries very hard not to let something affect him, but once it gets to him, it overpowers anything else.

hyunjin can easily feel like he loses control of himself once he's worked up, and i can see him lowkey getting scared of his emotions since they're so strong. once he gets to this overly emotional and worked up place, i can see him just getting very messy and impulsive, talking (also shouting) a lot and just saying a bunch of offensive things he probably didn't even mean. and although he'll likely feel regret afterwards, it's unlikely he'll be able to come up to the person and resolve the issue again, despite knowing he's the one in fault.

[struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor]

I've been feeling like ranting and writing stuff, so here I am lmao. I'm going to get called a Jimin anti again, but whatever. I love Jimin. I love his personality and think he's an angel. My complaints don't make me love him less. They aren't even really about him.

Anyway, not to sound bitter and like I'm deep in twitter bullshit, but I've felt a bit annoyed these days over how much support Jimin got from Army which his albums over the other members. In my For You page I see tons of random OT7 accounts, and the energy when Jimin has releases vs. the other members can be crazy, even compared to the maknae line. LC never caught on like Seven, or had the same advantages, but still got n.1 on the Hot 100 because the fandom was truly committed to it. People were buying and streaming Face like crazy. There were so many posts about it. I get it, because it was the first time Army thought we had a shot at a n.1, but I don't remember seeing this frenzy for V or JK. When SGMB came out, I was really not expecting it to do so well, but maybe that was timing too. Army was not about to let Lisa "win", and I think that had a significant impact on his results. Regardless, now that Muse has been released, I see so many posts about streaming and sales from OT7 accounts, and I don't remember seeing it for Jungkook. I say Jungkook because he's my bias so I follow him more closely. I know Jkkrs say this too, so I can't be sure if I'm being biased or just getting seeing OT7 accounts that don't represent the whole. I also know Jimin has a large fanbase on twitter. Still, the way I see it, it's like Army has positioned Jimin as an "underrated member". There were so many (valid) posts about mistreatment that there was no one in the kpop community who didn't know he was releasing Muse. It's like fans go out of their way to support Jimin because he's very popular, hence will get good results, yet he's perceived as less popular than JK and V, so he needs more support... I don't expect Army to make the same effort for all the members, and the hyung line definitely does not get the same support as the maknae line, but one thing is for one member to have a stronger fanbase than others, and another is for Armys who don't even bias Jimin to put in more of an effort for him than they would other members. It makes me feel a bit upset, but hyung line stans would tell me I have no right to complain lmao.

I'm just going to continue ranting, but about Jikook now. Again, I see random OT7 accounts on my timeline, and literally the only people who talk about Jikook are Jikookers??? If V and Jimin hug there are immediately multiple posts about them being "in love", "soulmates" or "married". If Jungkook smiles at Namjoon, you'll see dozens of tweets about how JK is in love with Namjoon, blah blah... But it's like Armys completely ignore Jikook. They don't post about the travel show, they can't even see how close they are! It's so fucking ridiculous. I read all kinds of exaggerated takes on the members' dynamics, but the most "sus" dynamic of all never makes noise outside Jikookers? How?!

[atinyniki]

MY MOOTIES !!

(in no specific order i love all of you i promise)

@sona1800: literally my long lost twin 🥺 you mean everything to me bby 🫶 i love talking to you and spending time with you bc you’ve helped me so much in the past month you have no idea… so grateful for you love 💕

@skzoologist: you are actually so perfect i will cry bc it’s hard to believe someone as amazing as you actually exists 😭 (your accent actually has me in a chokehold)

@writingforstraykids: i love talking to you so much you actually make me so happy and AUGHHH I LOVE YOU NAT WEUIGFYU 💕💕💕

@yangbbokari: MUMUUUU OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOURE SO AMAZING AND SO SO TALENTED >.<

@jinnie-ret: you're literally so cute and tiny (even tho youre older than me) and youre so perfect and OMG i love you <3

@cheesemonky: OMG LEISEL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH (even tho youre old) YOURE ACTUALLY SUCH A CUTIE PIE AND UGH YOUR ACCENT IS EVERYTHNNG I LIVE FOR 😍

@cinnamostar: i still remember the first time we interacted and how i literally exploded when i read your league of legends felix fic (still not over that) thank you for showing me how to use discord youre literally an angel 🥰

@hearts4leeknow: RIN RIN RIN YOU CUTIE OH MY GOSH YOU ARE SUCH AN AMAZING AND TALENTED AND PERFECT WRITER YOU HAVE MY HEART AND YOUR ANGST OH MY GOSH 🤭

@miuracha: miu... MIU... WHEN I TELL YOU IVE BEEN LISTENING TO YOUR AUDIOS AND READING YOUR FICS FOR MONTHS IM NOT EVEN JOKING I THINK I ACTUALLY DIED WHEN YOU FOLLOWED ME BACK (i was so excited you have no idea...) 😱

@arafilez: us becoming moots was actually something i didnt expect at all bc i didnt expect you to notice me BUT YOU DID bc your acc died (still mad abt that btw) AND IM LITERALLY SO HAPPY WE INTERACT NOW 😊

@oddinarylani: we dont interact much on tumblr but you have no idea how many times ive gone back to your page to read your angst... always gives me a good cry omfg. love you bby 🥺

@xpeachesncream: your drunk texting series has me on my KNEEEES lord it was so good ily sm <3 🤭

@mnwrld: i remember seeing you first following me one day and i literally binged every single one of your fics... THEY ARE ACTUALLY SO YUM I CANT (you write single parents so accurately too?!) 🤯

@hanstarrs: ive actually yet to talk with you but you are SUCH a big inspo to me. reading your works always gets me so giggly and AUGH youre amazing 😩

@2miniverses: i... i- YOUR SUB!SEUNGMIN DRABBLE?! OH LORD HAVE MERCY PLEASE I ACTUALLY COULD NOT BREATHE AFTER THAT 🫣

@vixialuvs: OMOGMOGMOOMGOM YOUR SMUT PLEASE YOURE ACTUALLY SO AMAZNIG AT WRITING IT AND YOUR BEOMGYU FIC IS WRITTEN IN SUCH A PERFECT WAY ITS ACTUALLY ADDICTING 🫠

@slvt4felix: i recently read your little hyunjin meet-cute fic and let me tell you... its actually PHENOMENAL like i love it so much you have NO IDEA AUGHHH 🤗

@chqnverse: even tho we dont interact much on tumblr i LOVE your fics especially the angst 🤭

@wegc: DO I EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU??? I THINK ABOUT YOUR POSTS ON THE DAILY. MWWWAH YOURE DOING GODS WORK 🫶💕

@michelle4eve: as im writing this it has literally been a couple of hours since we became moots and i can see you liking all my posts youre such a sweetheart ily 🥺

@gayforfelix: im actually not sure if you write bc ive never seen your fics but ive seen you interact with my blog and you are just soooo cute ily bby <3

@hyewka: i... i- GOD I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA PASS OUT EVERY TIME I TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR BLOG BC I READ THE SUB!HYBRID PUPPY GYU THOUGHT LIKE EVERY WEEK OH LORD 😩

@bangchansgirlsblog: your ANGST i cant BREATHE its actually PERFECT in EVERY WHICH WAY and reading it gets me in such a sad mood and so motivated to write angst again (thats a compliment btw) 😊

@maximumkillshot: you are actually such a cutie pie, and though i only read your kpop fics throughout your blog, they are SO SO SO good and im so glad i stumbled upon your page that one day ilysm <3

@linos-kitten: your smut... your FLUFF... YOUR ANGST?! GOD YOU ARE SUCH A TALENTED WRITER IM ACTUALLY ON MY KNEES JESUS CHRIST 🧎‍♀️

@ivyisnotokay: idk if you write fics bc ive never seen them before (sorry) BUT I LITERALLY SEE YOUR REBLOGS ALL THE TIME AND OH GOD YOU ARE SOOOOOO SWEET ILY DARLING <3

@babybreadddd: ive only ever seen one of your fics (i dont remember seeing any more on your masterlist) and let me tell you... i am already HOOKED !!! ily so much bby keep up the amazing work 🥺

@astraysimp: YOUR FICS ARE SO CUTTTTTTTTE LIKE THEY ACTUALLY MAKE MY HEART FLUTTER I CANT EVEN DEAL WITH THE FLUFF YOU WRITE ITS TOO ADORABLE 🫠

@leaneverleaves2: i think ive only read your ditto fic but oh my god its so cute and comforting :((( youre such a talented writer my love <3

@skzstannie: your angst... YOUR ANGST?! HOLY FUCK NUTS ITS SO AMAZING AND IT MAKES ME WANT TO BAWL MY EYES OUT (thats such a big compliment btw dw) 😭

@noyurcapri: i think youre actually one of my first moots ever and i love you so much bc youre always interacting and supporting me <3 I LOVE YOUUU MWAH >//<

@laylasbunbunny: OH MY GOSHHH I LITERALLY SEE YOU REBLOGGING EVERYTHING AND I REMEMBER OUR FIRST INTERACTION WHEN YOU ASKED FOR A PT 3 OF THE FELIX FIC ILY SO MUCHHHH <3

@youfoundme-not: oh my gosh... i could literally never forget you. i remember when you just sent general feedback in my inbox and i literally started SOBBING bc it was the first thing ive ever gotten there. i love you baby <3 💕

@number1jeonginstan: idk how to explain it but your fluff is SO FLUFFY and its like in the most adorable way its so sweet like candy and OMGGGGG MWAH <3 🥺

@chansdoll: your hard thoughts... ouhhh baby let me tell you... you have SUCH an amazing mind and SUCH an amazing way of writing it out I LOVE YOUR WORKS 🫣

@jazziwritesthings: OMG YOU LITTLE CUTIE I LOVE YOU JAZZI ESPECIALLY YOUR 'missing you' FIC OH LORRDDDD 🫠

@linocvp1d: idk if youre a writer but i literally always see you interacting with peoples posts and it has me so giggly bc youre SO SUPPORTIVE AUGHHH ILY <3

@gyustarzzi: bby i love your little ateez headcannons theyre SOOOOOOO cute and your blog is so aesthetic and adorable too?! i cant w you youre so cutie pie omg... 🫶

@cutieleeknow: OH MY GOD THE ‘how they announce your pregnancy’ SERIES WAS LITERALLY SO CUTE YOURE SO AMAZING AND ILY

@viviworkshere: i know you’re like a new writer and all but i CANNOT get over the seungmin fic you wrote… cried to it this morning and probably will continue to cry over it every time i read it 🥺

@soullostinspaceandtime: don’t know much about you (hopefully we can get to know each other) but all ik is that you ATE w those tags. as you should 😌

@vanillacupcakefrosting: i think we literally only started talking recently but im soooo glad to be moots! i can wait to start talking to you more :))) you seem so sweet and AUGH 🥺💕

lmk if i missed any of you <3 love all of you so so sooooooo much :))

[hils79]

Hils Watches Lovely Runner - Ep 1

Time to start a new drama and this is another one I found via gifs on @sarah-yyy's blog, which is usually a good sign of quality :D

I love starting a new drama. Is this going to ruin my life (positive) or ruin my life (negative). Only time will tell.

Wow this is the most awkward radio call ever. I have no idea how radio shows in Korea work but surely they'd do some sort of screening before having an idol call a random woman who can't walk and offering her running shoes as a prize. I don't blame her at all for being pissed off.

Also, this wasn't what I was expecting from the synopsis. I thought she was the sunshine one and he was the angsty one. Well, we'll see what happens I guess.

Oh no he's a sweetheart and I'm crying already. This does not bode well for the rest of the drama

Looks like my bedroom 😅

I realise that as someone who is also fannish I probably have a skewed view of things but I was freaking out on her behalf when I found it this belonged to her idol and people kept playing with it.

Holy shit that's nearly £2k no wonder she was freaking out

Oh, now he's the tired and angsty one. So I'm guessing since he saved her when she was ready to end it all now she's going to save him. I really feel like I've seen him in something before but there's nothing I've seen on his MDL page. Maybe it's just because he actually looks like an idol.

Oh no she's me

I love her

So the boy she had a crush on when she was in school got kicked out for fighting after her accident. I smell a love triangle...

Unrealistic because she was running late and the merch hasn't already sold out

Um...no?

Ah, so when she said she was late she meant fannish late not actual late. But come on, if that company doesn't respect your free time before you've even started working for them they def won't if you get an internship with them

So they don't value her time and they don't work in an accessible building. Fuck them, honestly.

Admittedly I've never been to a kpop concert but that can't be a thing, surely. We got stuck in the snow on the way to a hockey game once and no one cared that we showed up halfway through the game

Oh no and she lost her ticket. I mean that's on her I would be checking for it every 30 seconds, but then I have anxiety 😅 I really need to stop expecting realisim from a time travel romance drama.

Aww look she's having a good time even though she couldn't get in to see him. He made her into the sunshine one and now she's doing to do the same for him.

I wasn't expecting them to meet until after the time travel thing. But here he is to save her again. He's a good boy.

Is it going to turn out he saved her back then too. Ooh, or was it the other guy that she had a crush on. I'm sure this will turn out to be significant

Me when Seonghwa wears literally anything

I have definitely never done this *cough*

Do people just not help each other in this drama? The person who knocked her phone out of her hand and smashed it didn't even stop, and the person who crashed into her and made her lose her watch apparently is cool with letting a paralysed woman crawl around on the ground trying to get it back.

Well, shit. A significant time of death though. Right at the start of a new year. I'm sure this is magical somehow.

Wibbly wobbly timey wimey

Wait, why has she suddenly got joggers on under her skirt? Those weren't there when she ran out of the classroom to find him

Okay, the irony is not lost on me that in 2008 he was training to be on the olympic swim team and in 2022 he drowned in a pool. But also this poor kid getting glomped by a random girl he doesn't know in front of everyone

Gotta love a romance that starts with a confession the first time they meet. I mean I know it's not their first meeting for her but it is for him

Haha! She mean let's both not cross the bridge into the underworld and stay alive. He thinks this random girl wants to move in with him.

Ooh so she was talking about his depression in the future and he thought she was talking about his shoulder injury that he's hiding from everyone. This has layers! I like it!

You can tell it's the past because there's a DVD rental store

I love dramas with emotionally significant umbrellas (see also Tale of the Nine-Tailed

[mikuni14]

Ossan no Pantsu ga Nan Datte Ii Janai ka! - Ep 1-10

This series is gold.

after the first episode, I didn't give any favors to Makoto, because for me there is no excuse for being a dick due to "being old" or "it was like that in the past and that's how I was raised". And what surprised me about the series - is that Makoto says it HIMSELF in next episodes! That you have to try to be better, that you have to educate yourself, that you have to update yourself! And he does it, he even buys the books lol 10/10 for that alone ❤️

each character has its own story, INCLUDING MOM - the most frequently ignored character type in TV series

each character solves their problems partly on their own, partly with the help of others. No one is led by the hand like a child, but no one struggles with problems alone. At the same time, there is respect for the characters' intelligence combined with the fact that it is not wrong to ask for help

characters develop and mature logically, at their own pace, not everything always goes according to plan

they apologize. When Makoto messes up, he never makes it about himself and doesn't back down from his update, and I expected him to give up or get discouraged at least several times.

I like the naturalness of this series, the fact that these people look ordinary and live in ordinary houses (the kitchen in the Okita house is so homely with the furniture, each from a different set, lots of things piling up, stuff everywhere ^^)

Makoto doesn't become perfect overnight, he still struggles. when he thinks he's ok now, he does something stupid (not out of malice, but ignorance), it's so real when peple hurt someone close to them unintentionally

this older employee also admits that he cannot find his way in the modern world and is a walking wallet for his children

LGBT stories are difficult and sometimes heavy, but treated with compassion and sensitivity

the series shows boys who like feminine things, fujoshi, or kpop fans without infantilizing them or making theam a joke, it also shows why they like such things

the series has the right dose of slice of life, humor, but also emotions, often deep and difficult

the series also clearly shows that being a parent is, on the one hand, difficult, but on the other… quite easy and is measured by your child's smile :) When Makoto thinks he's doing the right thing and is protecting his family, that he is a proper, by the book parent, (but he really focuses on what HE thinks is best and maintaining the IMAGE of a perfect family), his children don't like him, they withdraw into themselves and literally lock themselves in their rooms. When he focuses on them, on their needs, when he accepts them, opens up to them without prejudice, when he does not care about appearances and external family image, his children smile at him, leave the solitary room to the common space, spend time with him, they achieve their little successes. This is clearly visible in two scenes: when Makoto goes to the festival with his son dressed in a girl's kimono, they are at ease, talking, Kakeru is smiling. The second scene is when we watch Daichi's father kill the smile on Kakeru's face with every seemingly nice word.

the series clearly shows that the role of a parent is to uplift their children, giving them capital for the future in the form of strength and self-confidence given by the parents' unconditional support. That molding children in your own way and insisting that it is only about the child's good WITHOUT ACCEPTING THEM as they are, mentally and often physically, locks them and their potential in their childhood's room.

I absolutely love the final scene from episode 10, when Daichi "wakes up" from his confusion and discouragement, seeing how his father treats another boy, which outrages him (and as his son, he didn't see that he treated him the same way, he was blind to see it, which is so, SO REAL), Kakeru giving in to these words because he doesn't want to be a burden to anyone, and Makoto going furious that someone dared to kill the smile on his child's face that he fought so hard for ❤️

This series is truly amazing and I highly recommend it to everyone. You can find it here, subbed by @isaksbestpillow for which I cannot thank enough!