#i was the only one of their friends who actually didn’t shit talk you 24/7. because I understood his attachment to you even when I knew it

[citrus-system]

NICE, our ex-bsf who made Lee relapse numerous times and then cut us off because their cheating bf said so just re-added us on snap

I’m Jace so any anxiety is replaced with forgotten anger but I added them and am just gonna see what’s up

[jiniretracha]

~ Y/n is a "nerdy but hot" type of girl whos also rlly smart. The bad boy hyunjin has secret eyes for her. Shes always alone in class and doesnt talk to many ppl so basically shes mysterious ooo. One day hyunjin finally asks her to tutor him and she gets surprised knowing he knows she exists. Hyunjin has hooked up w many other girls but y/n is different as shes not despo like them and thats what attracts him to her. They both meet late night at a cafe and y/n is wearing a black tank top which has her neck and chest exposed and her lacy bra straps can be shown as well. She covered herself w a fuzzy jacket before entering the cafe but eventually took it off whilst tutoring hyunjin. Hyunjin feels lusty looking at y/n being so effortlessly hot and unknowing of it, he also gets turned on by the way she sucks her frappe straw etc. But he controls himself and after their study session ends hyunjin offers to drop her home on his bike and somehow enters her apartment as well where she lives alone and cozy with a good view of the city. They both have a deep convo before it turns into hot late night sleepy smut fr (also unexperienced y/n doing things with the guidance of hyunjin) tysmm

A Shakespeare's Sonnet - Hwang Hyunjin

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x fem!reader

Warnings: smut!!, fluff, minho's mean but he's just an overprotective little shit, minsung exes to lovers, slight angst, felix and jeongin being supportive besties

Summary: The one where Hyunjin needs tutoring literature sessions, you are a smart hot student and Minho almost faints.

Word count: 9,3k (i went too far i fear)

PS: This was sent in April, i apologize for being so late ☠️. i've been working on a felix smau so forgive me 😭

MASTERLIST // my Ko-Fi

Hyunjin walked the halls of uni, his lazy walk attracting countless girls who would squeal under their breaths as they watched him pass across them, hoping silently one of them could end up being another notch on his bedpost. 

Hyunjin would be lying if he said he didn’t notice. Or that he didn’t love it. He was never one to take advantage of it, but having that feeling around him, of being wanted, was awesome. 

His friends also loved the attention people always had projected on him. It meant being invited to frat parties every single weekend, the coach calling them to the football team, and obviously, having girls flutter around them 24/7. 

What wasn’t something that was guaranteed by Hyunjin’s popularity, was having good grades. 

Hyunjin didn’t really study much, but he considered himself a smart person, so overall, he was a pretty good student. 

Until literature happened. 

He was so sure he was going to ace it, until a new professor, Mr. Jackson, came to uni and started giving out homework and assignments that were hard as fuck. 

The boy couldn’t believe his bad luck, as every single assignment he handed in, returned with a very angry red mark in the shape of an F. 

It was a Wednesday, when Hyunjin sat by the last seats of literature class, knowing how it was going to go down. 

“Do you think you passed?” Changbin asked Chan. 

Chan only snorted. “No way, man. I actually read the book he gave us last time, like 3 times, and the fucker still gave me an F” he rolled his eyes. 

Hyunjin sighed. “I think I failed as well”

“Yeah, dude, you’ve been failing all of yours. What’s up? You never go on a streak” Jisung says next to him.

He shrugs. “I guess it’s this fucking dude that apparently has a thing against me”

“Nah, I don’t think so” Changbin said. “I mean, he has a thing against you, but I think it’s against all of us”

“Thank you” Hyunjin said with sarcasm.

“Yo, this friday we’re going to Seungmin’s, okay? He already gave me a preview of the place and it’s going to be big” Jisung said excitedly. 

“I don’t think I’m gonna go” Hyunjin said.

His three friends went silent.

“Excuse me?” Changbin asked. 

“Yeah, I’m failing literature way too hard and without a reason. And, I don’t know about you, guys, but I really want to get my degree. And literature won’t stop me from getting that” He told his friends. 

“But mate, it’s literally one party” Changbin said.

“No, it’s one party every week” he told him. “Maybe that’s why I’m failing. Because I’m not trying hard enough”

“Well, it won't be the same without you there, mate, but it’s your call” Chan smiled slightly.

“Thank you!” Hyunjin said with a high pitched voice. 

Mr. Jackson’s unwanted presence walked into the room and Hyunjin sighed in disdain. He wanted earth to swallow him up already. 

“Okay, class, I’m handing you today your assignments from last class. I am… disappointed to say the least” the professor said and Hyunjin inwardly rolled his eyes. “Only two people passed, and that’s Mr. Lee, and Miss Y/L/N. Congratulations” the man smiled at two students who were in front of him. 

Hyunjin frowned. He had to get the number of either of those people to help him pass this fucking subject. 

“Oh, of course Minho passed. Ugh” Jisung faked a gag.

Hyunjin smiled. “What’s the matter?”

“See that guy over there?” he pointed at a guy with slight orange hair going on black, talking to a girl. “That’s my ex”

“Oh God, that’s your ex! Minho goes here? Since when? How did I not notice?”

“Yeah”

“Fuck…”

Jisung frowned. “Why do you say that?”

“I was going to ask him to tutor me, since I suck” 

“No! No, no, no. You won’t ask Minho to help you. No way. Ask Y/N, his friend” Jisung shook his head. 

Hyunjin frowned. “O…kay” he said slowly. “I will. Y/N… I think I know her. Her hair… sounds familiar”

“Yeah, we went to high school together” Jisung replied.

Hyunjin’s eyes widened. “That’s Y/N?” he asked. 

“Yeah” He nodded. 

“I didn’t… I didn’t even know she went here” he said with a confused tone.

“Why do you sound disappointed?”

“I… okay, I used to have a crush on her when we were in like… third year? And, well, apparently she didn’t like me” Hyunjin shook his head.

“You’re lucky I liked you in secondary. You were an ass” 

“Yeah…”

Hyunjin straightened up his position when Mr. Jackson walked towards him and put the paper on his desk. 

“Disappointed in you, Mr. Hwang” Mr. Jackson told him.

When he walked away, Hyunjin turned around. “He always says that” Hyunjin spat. 

Jisung smiled. “I actually got a D this time”

“Yeah, I got an F like always”

Jisung pressed his lips together. “I really think you should consider talking to Y/N to help you” he told him. “She’s a good girl. And she’s super smart”

Hyunjin chewed on his lip. “Okay…”

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You put your paper away inside your bag and smiled at your friends. 

“Okay, I am, like, so jealous you guys passed” Jeongin sighed. “I’ve only passed two of his assignments. And this is like the eighth!”

You smiled with a giggle. “It’s only reading and rereading the texts. This one was really tough. I’m lucky I got a C” you said. 

“Yeah, I got a C-” Minho said. 

“Yeah, sorry, why was Jisung staring at us?” Felix asked, nudging his forehead towards him. 

You all turned around and saw Jisung talking to his friend. 

Minho sighed. “I don’t even wanna know, honestly” he shook his head. “I can’t believe he’s still friends with that asshole, my God”

“Who? Hyunjin?” Felix asked.

“Yeah”

“He’s… not that bad” Felix scratched the back of his head sheepishly. 

“Yeah, no. He’s horrible” you sighed. “He was always staring at me with a scowl on his face and being witness of his bully friends back in high school”

“Thank God those fuckers didn’t apply to this one” Jeongin sighed. 

“Yeah. Unfortunately we got the worst. The witnesses” Minho said. “And of course, because the universe couldn’t have conspired enough against me, my ex”

“I still don’t know why you guys broke up” Felix said.

“Yeah, me neither” Jeongin shook his head. 

“I just got tired of the people surrounding him. And the way they influenced him. He was one thing with me and a totally different one when he was with his friends. It was like he was embarrassed of me or something. Like they didn’t know he was gay” Minho explained.

“But they knew” You deadpanned.

“Yeah” Minho nodded. “And cherry on top, he cheated on me”

“He did?” Felix asked.

“Yeah” 

“That’s horrible… well, good riddance, right?” You smiled at him.

Minho forced a smile, “Yeah… good riddance” he chuckled, unsure. 

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You grabbed your stuff and quickly pushed it inside your bag as soon as the bell rang. 

“See you next week, class. Don’t forget to bring your assignments” Mr. Jackson said and left. 

“Hey, do you want to go to the coffee shop next to our dorms?” Jeongin asked next to you.

“Y-“

“Hey, Y/N” a masculine voice said behind you. 

You frowned as you turned around, only to find none other than Hwang Hyunjin in front of you.

You arched your eyebrows. “Uh, hello?” you said unsure. 

“Can I- Can I talk to you for a sec?” he asked, fidgeting with his hands.

The man was nervous. 

Strange. 

You turned around and looked at your friends. 

“Call us if you need us, Y/N” Felix politely smiled at Hyunjin and winked at you.

“Yeah, you guys go. I’ll catch up” you nodded. 

“Okay…” Minho said unsure, grabbing Jeongin’s arm and pulling him with the rest. 

You turned around and looked at Hyunjin. “…What’s up?” you asked.

“I- I was just wondering… you know, since you’re basically rocking this subject and well- you and Minho are the only ones who passed the last assignment… I was- just… wondering if you could- I don’t know, tutor me or- or something?” he asked. 

You snorted, unable to help yourself. “I didn’t know you knew my name”

“Yeah, I do. We- we went to high school together” he frowned. “Why?”

“Well, you basically ignored me in high school” you shrugged. “Figured we aren’t as cool as your wolf pack over there” you nudged your head towards his friends. 

Jisung smiled and waved, while Chan and Changbin made a peace sign with a nervous smile. 

Hyunjin sighed. “Yeah- well, I was an asshole in high school”

“I know”

Hyunjin inwardly winced. “So… about tutoring…”

You snorted and grabbed your stuff. “Goodbye, Hyunjin” you said and left the classroom.

Hyunjin stood there, watching you walk away while his friends snorted and laughed. 

“I think this is the first time I’ve seen a girl reject you” Chan laughed while Changbin cackled with his infamous laugh. 

“Ha-ha” Hyunjin said humourlessly. “That wasn’t funny”

“Oh, it was” Jisung laughed. “She literally laughed in your face”

“I’m gonna fail literature and never get my degree. I wanna die” he whined dramatically as he plopped down on the chair. 

Changbin rolled his eyes. “Be persistent mate. Come on. You have that charm and effect on people. Use it”

Hyunjin opened his eyes and looked at Changbin. “You say I should- like- follow her around and-“

“Yeah” Changbin nodded. 

“I never beg” Hyunjin shook his head. 

“Well, mate, you gotta push your ego aside if you wanna pass literature” Chan shrugged. 

Hyunjin nodded. “Yeah, I know. The girl hates me though”

“I wouldn’t blame her” Jisung shook his head. 

“Why’s that?” Changbin said. 

“Well, me and Hyunjin were with the popular group. Who were straight up bullies” Jisung explained. 

“You guys bullied Y/N?” Chan asked, his eyes widened. 

“No!” Hyunjin said loudly. “No, we didn’t. I don’t want to talk about high school. It’s been ages. Let’s just… move on”

“Okay…” Chan said unsure. 

“Well, what are you gonna do, Hyunjin?” Changbin asked. 

Hyunjin sighed and looked at the ceiling. “I think I’m gonna continue asking her”

“Yeah, figured” Jisung nodded.

Hyunjin looked at him with a frown. “Why’s that?”

“Well, you couldn’t stop staring at her ass, for all that matters”

“Hey! I’m not attracted to her, and I’m definitely not sleeping with her” Hyunjin whined. 

“Sure” Jisung nodded with a smirk. “So, about Seungmin’s…”

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You opened the door of the café and walked inside with a scowl. 

Minho looked up from their usual table and his eyes softened. “What’s up, Y/N?” he asked you. 

You sat down with a huff and left your bag hanging on the back of the chair. “Nothing. This fucker just asked me to tutor him”

“The audacity” Minho rolled his eyes. 

“Why’s that bad?” Felix asked, sipping on his iced tea. 

“Because he’s literally the guy who made my high school life miserable!” you whined. “My life and Minho’s life”

“Oh, well, maybe he’s- you know- changed” Felix tried. 

“Could be. The guy was staring at you like he was terrified” Jeongin said. “It was laughable”

“Maybe because he knows what he did” Minho added. “Typical bully attitude to get what he wants”

“I don’t know. He looked weird, though” You confessed. “Like he was nervous. He was all fidgety and awkward about it”

Felix hummed and looked down at his beverage. “Don’t worry about it, okay? It will be fine”

“Yeah, thank you, guys” You smiled at your friends.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. You got us” Jeonging winked, poking your cheek with his finger, making you laugh. 

“I know. That’s why I love you guys” you smiled. 

An hour passed and you and your friends were having fun, as Jeongin was telling you about his date last night. 

“And then she laughs in my face, like- fully in front of me and I feel the stink in her breath. She had ordered ravioli with a cream cheese sauce that was showered with garlic” Jeongin said while you all cackled. 

“Oh my God, and what did you do?” You asked. 

“Nothing, I just contained my breath in and nodded at everything she said” Jeongin said. “Near death experience”

“And do you plan on texting her or something?” Minho asked.

“No, I mean, she was really cute but other than her attempted murder, we did not connect in the talking at all” Jeongin shook his head with a frown. “No way” 

“Okay, let’s all look down or look like we’re in a deep conversation” Minho said, suddenly.

“What?” Felix asked, confused.

“Hyunjin just walked in” Minho replied. 

Your eyes widened and Minho grabbed your arm when you were about to turn your head. “No, no, don’t turn around” he said, in front of you. “Okay, so my mother just died and we’re like- mourning or something”

“Good grief” Felix shook his head, biting on a muffin. 

Hyunjin, as soon as he stepped in, started whipping his head around, trying to look for you. He saw the back of your head while you were engrossed in a conversation with your friends. He took a deep breath in and tried to collect all the courage he could muster and walked towards you.

“Oh, no, he’s coming” Felix whispered.

“Act normal” Jeongin said.

“Hey, Y/N” Hyunjin said standing in front of you.

You looked up and blinked. “Hyunjin, what are you doing here?” 

“Man, my mother just died. Could you have some-”

“Minho!” Felix said, slapping his arm. 

Hyunjin looked at them curiously and you huffed. “Don’t mind them. What’s up?”

“I know you said no already, and you probably don’t like me at all but I seriously need your help” Hyunjin pleaded. “You see, I need to pass literature to get my degree. Please, I’ll literally pay you, whatever you want”

You chuckled and you moved your head to the side. “Hyunjin, are you serious right now? You’ve ignored my existence since we’ve met and now, when you need something, you acknowledge me?” you snort at the end. “Sorry, not happening”

Hyunjin let out a whine and out of literally nowhere, the man dropped to his knees.

“Oh my God” Felix mumbled and looked away.

“Y/N… I’m begging you. Please, please, please. I’ll literally clean your dorm, pay for your food, I’ll buy you whatever you want, just please, please tutor me” he asked, giving you puppy eyes.

You looked into his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh.

“Okay…”

“What?” Minho asked, in a high-pitched voice.

“Yeah, what?” Hyunjin asked, surprised as well.

“I’ll tutor you, just please get up. You’re embarrassing me in front of everyone” You said with a grimace.

Hyunjin quickly scrambled to his feet and nodded. “Okay, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Here’s my number” he said, grabbing a pen and scribbling the number into a piece of paper and handing it to you. “Text me. We can meet tomorrow”

“Yeah, okay” you nodded slowly. 

“Thank you, again, Y/N. I really appreciate it a lot. Sorry for bothering” Hyunjin said and quickly walked away.

You looked at him with a frown as he walked out of the café and then turned to look at Minho who was glaring at you. 

“What?” you asked him.

“I’m just gonna ask one simple question. Are you playing stupid? Or were you just born with it?” 

“Oh my God-”

“You just accepted tutoring the devil incarnate, Y/N!” Minho said dramatically.

“Did you see how he was begging on his knees? I don’t want to be as cruel as he was” you argued.

“The guy is the worst, Y/N. Come on” Minho insisted.

“I don’t know, Min. He really needed help” Felix tried. “I think it was sweet of you to give in” 

“Thank you, Lix” you said sincerely. 

“What if he just wants to sleep with you?” Minho asked.

“God, Minho! Hyunjin does not want to sleep with me” you laughed. 

“Yo, why not?” Jeongin asked. “You would make a hot couple”

Minho faked a gag. “Please no”

“You’re into guys, wouldn’t you say he’s hot?” Jeongin asked.

“Yeah, he sure is. But he’s a horrible person so no. I don’t like him” Minho spat, shaking his head in disapproval.

“Okay. Why don’t we all calm down, hm?” Felix asked. “Y/N’s gonna be tutoring Hyunjin and we’re all going to be supportive friends and be there for her if she needs anything”

“Thank you” you mouthed and he winked. 

Minho sighed and looked away. 

“Just trust me. You know I wouldn’t do anything” you told him.

“Y/N, it’s not you I’m worried about. I know you’re not going to do anything. But him? Yeah, I don’t trust him” he said. Felix gave him a look and he let out a breath. “But… I’ll give it the benefit of a doubt”

“Great” Felix clapped. “Everything’s solved. Can we please go back to talking about Jeongin’s horrible date with the garlic breath girl and all?”

“Yeah” you nodded. 

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You dropped your bag on the chair next to the door of your room and sighed. 

“Wanna order take out?” Minho asked from the kitchen. 

“Yeah, chinese, please” you called out.

“On it!”

You dropped your body on the bed and felt the purring of one of Minho’s cats next to your head. 

“Hey, Dori” you cooed, brushing your fingers across the cat’s soft fur. “You missed me?” you asked and the kitty purred. “Yeah, you did” 

You grabbed your phone from your jean back pocket and the piece of paper with Hyunjin’s number fell out. 

Sighing, you picked it up and after a while of thinking, you added him into your contacts. 

Y/N: hey, it’s y/n

You texted him and left the phone on the bed, to stare at Dori.

The phone vibrated and you grabbed it.

Hyunjin: oh hiii

You frowned. “A hi with three ‘I’s?” you asked yourself in a whisper. 

Hyunjin: what’s up?

“What’s up? God, we’re just gonna be having tutoring sessions. You don’t wanna know how I’ve been” you harshly whispered to yourself.

You: fine. Do you wanna meet tomorrow at the café me and my friends were having a hangout until you interrupted-

You sighed and pressed the delete button. 

You couldn’t send him that.

You: i’m ok. you wanna meet at the same coffee shop tomorrow after english?

Hyunjin: yeah, i’m okay with it.

You: great. 

You left the phone on the bed and went to help Minho while he put on the plates and silverware on the table.

“Everything okay?” Minho asked.

“Yeah, yeah. I was just texting Hyunjin” you told him. “I told him he could meet at the coffee shop from today”

“The one where he rudely interrupted us?”

“Yeah, the same one” you laughed.

He smiled and then looked down. “I’m sorry if I was harsh with you today” he said quietly.

“Oh, don’t worry, Min. I know you’re just looking out for me” 

“I know. I just… we suffered a lot in high school and- well, I don’t wanna go through that again. Neither of us” he shook his head.

“Aww, are you sweet talking to me?” you cooed.

Minho dropped his soft expression and rolled his eyes. “Man, you ruined the moment. I hate you”

“No, you love me” you said and wrapped your arms around him.

“Get off” Minho said.

“You love me” you said louder.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever” he said. 

The bell rang and he looked at the door. “That’s the take out. Be right back” 

“Go ahead. I love you too”

“Shut up”

You giggled as you made your way back to your room and grabbed your phone. Your heartbeat started beating faster when you saw the notification from Hyunjin.

Hyunjin: see you tomorrow, y/n :)

“Fuck, you stupid heart. Stop doing that!” 

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You sighed as you tapped your nails on the wooden table from the café as you waited for Hyunjin. 

He was 10 minutes late and you were so close to grabbing your stuff and fleeting out of there. 

Suddenly, your eyes caught his figure being followed by a girl who was looking at him with a smile while he had a frown on his face. He said something, making the girl’s smile drop and walk away embarrassed. 

You looked down and felt a weird feeling in your stomach.

Hyunjin, with a sigh, sat down on the booth bench. “Hey, I’m so, so sorry Y/N” he said, sounding tired.

You didn’t even have the heart to say something rude to him because he was late. “No worries” you breathed out. “Did something happen?”

“Oh, uh… no, it’s just this-”

“Girl?”

Hyunijn looked at you, wide-eyed and then let out a laugh. “Yeah, kind of”

“You slept with her and she wants more but you don’t want more?” you asked, feeling that curious, annoying thing on your stomach.

Hyunjin shook his head. “No, she’s uh… my ex-girlfriend” he said.

“Oh…”

“Yeah” he nodded. “We broke up a long while ago but- well, I broke up with her but she didn’t take it well”

“How long ago was that?”

“Four months ago”

“Four?” you asked and he nodded. “Fuck, that’s a long time”

“I know” he sighed. 

You chewed on your lip. “Okay, we can start now. I’m sorry I asked, I just- well, you looked kind of bothered” you said.

“No, it’s okay. Y/N, thank you” he said with a little smile.

Those damn butterflies kicked inside your stomach and you inwardly rolled your eyes. You hummed and looked down at your computer. 

“Right! So, the next assignment is to choose a sonnet from Shakespeare and analyze it. That means we’ll have to search, read some and well, choose the one we like the best” you told him.

“Oh God, I hate this already” he said, pressing his forehead against the table.

You giggled. “It’s not that bad. I collected a bunch for you to pick” 

He pulled his head up quickly and smiled. “Really?” 

“Yeah” you nodded.

“You’re the best” he smiled wider. 

Fuck, that’s a pretty smile- FOCUS. “It’s nothing” you scoffed with a little smile too.

“No, really. It’s a lot. Let me see” he said and you pushed your computer towards him.

As he started scrolling through the different sonnets, his eyes couldn’t help but wander towards your face. You were looking out the window while sipping your pink drink with a sense of tranquility, something that was definitely lacking in his life. Hyunjin couldn’t help but feel his heart hammering in his chest as he admired your pretty face. He paid attention to the way you sucked on the straw of your drink and he bit his lip. 

You were so attractive to him and you had no idea. 

How didn’t you see it? How didn’t you notice him staring at you in high-

“You picked one yet?” you asked him, turning your head to face him.

He blinked a couple of times and nodded. “Y-yeah” he lied. “I picked one” 

“Let me see” you said, grabbing the computer. Your eyes lit up and smiled at him, making him feel a flutter in his chest, something he hadn’t felt till now. “Wow, Sonnet 116. Good choice. You are one romantic guy, never thought of that” 

His eyes narrowed, confusedly and then nodded. “Yeah… I guess you didn’t know that about me, huh?” he joked.

Hyunjin was in fact a very romantic guy himself, he loved cliché stuff and, whenever he painted, he tried to symbolize love as much as he could. He would paint red roses very often, thinking they symbolize an act of love, sensualism and mysticism. Hyunjin loved romantic comedies and he always cried with them.

But that was a secret he kept well hidden.

“Well, this one you picked is very beautiful” you said with a smile and he couldn’t help but reciprocate it. “Let Me Not to The Marriage of True Minds is one of his most famous works” 

Hyunjin immediately took out his computer and started typing whatever you said. 

“We can read it together” you said, pushing the computer so he could see it.  

He nodded and you started reading some lines and explaining them to him.

Hyunjin stared at you attentively and tried to focus, he really did. But his stupid brain and heart had teamed up to sabotage this study session, because they were focused on you. You, you, you. Then, his eyes couldn’t help but go down as he took in what you were wearing. 

Fuck, how did he not notice? You were wearing a black top that had a low cut and it gave a good view of your breasts, as your arms pushed them together due to your inclined position on the table. His mind started racing with different dirty thoughts of what he’d do to you if they weren’t in a crowded café. Hyunjin noticed you were wearing a lace black bra and it made him wanna grab-

“He’s basically saying that true love is not changeable, no matter the length of time” you explained, bringing him back to earth.

Hyunjin quickly typed, trying to convince you he was paying attention. 

“He is so certain about his definition of love that, if proven wrong, then he was sure he had never loved anyone” you finished.

“Wow…” Hyunjin said. “That’s… beautiful”

“I know” you giggled. “Well, we have to, basically, do an analysis of it”

“Okay, how do we start?”

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Hyunjin pressed the point button on his laptop and sighed. “Fucking finally” he said.

“It wasn’t that bad, you gotta admit that” you smiled.

He had to admit, he did enjoy literature after all. “Yeah, it was actually interesting. Maybe I should’ve asked you for help a long time ago” he confessed.

“Well, that means you would’ve acknowledged my existence, which you didn’t until… yesterday” you said with a shrug.

That’s a lie, Hyunjin thought. “I… I’m sorry” he said and he mentally slapped himself.

“It’s okay. I’m used to it. Really” you said.

He frowned. He didn’t like the sound of that. He was about to open his mouth when you cursed.

“Fuck! Look at the hour, it’s almost eight” you cursed.

Hyunjin looked out the window and noticed how dark it had gotten. “Right, wow. I didn’t even notice” he mumbled as he looked at his phone. 

“Yeah, me neither” you chuckled, putting all your stuff away.

Hyunjin frowned as he didn’t like the fact that this session was over and you’d probably go back to ignoring each other like you did. 

“Hey, uh… do you wanna go back to my place? Like… to hang out” he said.

You arched your eyebrows. “Why?”

“Well, to be honest, I could pay you back with some take out. Whatever you want. My roommate, Chan, is out for the day with his girlfriend so I'm gonna be home alone” Hyunjin explained. 

You leaned your head to the side.  “Are you inviting me because you feel bad for me or because you don’t wanna be alone?” 

None, I just wanna be with you. “Both, I guess?”

You chuckled and looked away. “Hyunjin-”

“Please?” he asked.

You looked at him again and then sighed. “Fine. But we’re ordering chinese”

“Deal” he smiled, satisfied.

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“She did that?” You asked him as soon as you and him walked inside his dorm.

“Yep. And then she basically threatened Lily, my friend’s girlfriend, to stay away from me because she was jealous” Hyunijn explained.

“Oh my God” you mumbled. “That’s borderline obsessive”

“Yeah, I know” he said, dropping his stuff on the couch, “You can drop your stuff  and sit here, I’ll order take out” Hyunjin whipped his phone out and started clicking on the delivery app.

You did the same and noticed there were a few notifications from your group chat with your friends.

<Besties!!>

Min 🐈: hey, you alive bestie? 

Min 🐈: did you kill hyunjin? I’d be delighted if your answer was yes. I’d even help you bury the body

Innie 💛: min shut up

Min 🐈: what?

Lixie☀️: i think you’re overreacting a little

Min 🐈: i think i’m not

You chuckled and quickly typed your answer back.

You: I’m okay, you guys. calm down!! 

You: i’m at his place.

Innie 💛: excuse me?

Lixie☀️: say what?

Min 🐈: oh my god, I think i’m gonna faint

You: shut up. he invited me and ordered chinese as my payment, i happily accepted bc u know i’d never decline chinese 😀

You sighed. You knew Minho would never approve of this, he’d scold the hell out of you. 

Lixie☀️: okay, take care y/n. 

Innie 💛: pls text us if anything happens!

Min 🐈: yeah that

You: i will, thx! love u guys

“Okay, it’s on its way. Want a drink or something?” Hyunjin brought you back to reality and you quickly turned off your phone.

“Oh, uh… what do you have?” you asked him.

“I have wine… coke, water”

“I could have some wine” you smiled.

“Great” he said and took it out from the cupboards. 

You walked towards the kitchen and sat down on the stools, feeling your hands get sweaty from the nervousness you felt. 

“So… did your friends roast me via text?” Hyunjin asked. You pulled your face back and he chuckled. “I know you were texting them. You looked really stressed out explaining this situation to them”

You sighed and looked away. “Yeah, uh… I think it’s not news that they don’t like you” you chuckled humourlessly.

He nodded. “I don’t think you do either” he said. He hoped that was untrue.

“Well. I had my reasons” you said.

Hyunjin frowned. “Had?”

“Yeah, well, I think you weren’t just as bad as I thought” you confessed.

“Why’s that?”

“Well, you did ignore me in high school” you told him. “And you were friends with the people that made my life a living hell, while you stood there, watching”

He was about to say something but the bell rang. “That must be the delivery guy. Be right back”

He walked away from the kitchen and you put your head in your hands. What were you doing?

Hyunjin came back really fast and he placed the food on the plates, wordlessly, while you just stared.

Great, you ruined the whole mood. 

You started eating and the silence was so loud, you wanted to fleet out the door. 

“I didn’t ignore you” Hyunjin suddenly spoke. 

You looked up and gave him a confused look. “What?”

“I didn’t ignore you. In high school, I mean” he repeated himself. “I was just hanging out with the wrong crowd, and I admit that. I just wanted you to know that I did know you who you were. I didn’t know you attended this uni, though” 

You analyzed his words and expressions. He sounded sincere.

“I… it’s funny, actually. I had a huge crush on you” he said in a small voice.

Now, hold up.

“What?” you asked him with a frown.

“Yeah” he laughed. “You were really cute and just my type. But as I said, I hung out with the wrong crowd and it repelled people like you, fairly. And I wanted to be popular, because it was like a dream and it felt like being powerful but then I understood that it was stupid and there’s literally not a day in which I don’t regret hanging out with those people” 

You blinked a couple of times, trying to figure out if this was a figment of your imagination.

“So, I deeply apologize” Hyunjin said in a small voice. 

You nodded. “Okay… I uh… I did not know that” you chuckled nervously.

“No, you didn’t have to,” he said. “Really, I’m sorry, Y/N. If it… helps or whatever, I did want to defend you when they said those things to you and your friends. I was just too afraid to say anything, honestly”

“Afraid they’d do it to you” you said.

“Yeah, basically”

You hummed and licked your lips, deep in thought. “I had a crush on you too back in high school” you suddenly said.

His eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yeah” you chuckled. “Even if I hated you, I couldn’t… help it” 

“Wow…”

“I never told anyone about this” you chuckled. “Not even Minho”

“Oh God, he hates me so much” he said, making you laugh.

“Yeah, well, you’re friends with Jisung, so…” you said.

He frowned. “What’s up with him anyways?” 

You looked up in surprise. “Jisung cheated on Minho”

He looked really surprised to hear that. “What?” Hyunjin asked in a high pitched voice. “No, that’s not it. I mean, yeah, he accused him of cheating but Jisung didn’t do that”

“Yeah, well, that’s what Minho told me. Back at prom” you told him.

“Okay, that’s weird because Jisung did not attend prom” he said.

Your eyes widened. “What do you mean he didn’t go to prom? He said he found Jisung kissing other guy” you frowned.

“Yeah, no. Jisung’s grandfather had passed away the day before so he had to travel overnight to his hometown” Hyunjin said.

“Oh wow” you mumbled. “Well, then we’ll have to tell them and maybe…”

“Get them together again?” Hyunjin asked, with a little shrug.

“Yeah” you giggled. “You know, as much as Minho talks about hating him and all… I think he’s never really gotten over Jisung. He still keeps the necklace he gifted him and the collar he made for Soonie” 

“Jisung’s never gotten over him either. He likes to gag at the mention of him but he still has that shirt, you know, the one they shared of-”

“Oh my God, from that Cat Café? The one that says-”

“Cat Café Lovers? Yeah, that one” Hyunjin laughed.

You chuckled and looked away. “Gosh, that was peak cringe from them”

“Yeah”

The chatter continued. You talked about everything and anything. It was like you both needed this talk from a long time ago, and you didn’t know it. 

After eating everything and helping him with the dishes, you looked at the clock and gasped.

“Oh shit, it’s eleven. Fuck” you whispered. “I gotta go, I’m sorry”

“Oh…” Hyunjin said, sounding disappointed. “It’s okay, don’t worry”

He walked you to the door and opened it. He leant against the frame and watched you put your bag on your shoulder and look up at him.

“Thank you for the food… and the talk” you smiled.

“No, thank you. I’ll probably get an A from what we did” he chuckled. “You’re very smart and very kind to help me… even after everything I did”

“It’s alright” you nodded. “And you apologized, so, we’re good”

“Yeah…” he said. “I actually lied” he suddenly blurted.

You frowned. “What… did you lie about?” 

He swallowed nervously and looked down at his feet. “I did like you in high school but… I didn’t stop” 

You pulled your face back in utter shock.

Say what?

“I… seeing you the other day. It made me realize I didn’t stop liking you after all” he chuckled nervously. “Yeah, I thought you were really cute back then but, seeing you now, I see you got even more beautiful and it kills me that I did what I did. And I’m sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable by saying this but- well, I just thought I could tell you because-” he started rambling and you felt a rush of confidence to shut him up.

Shut him up by kissing him. Hard.

Your kiss shocked him but he was quick to grab your waist and pull you against his chest. 

You pulled away and smiled at him. “I like you too, Hyunjin. Even if you suck at literature and stare at my tits the whole time I’m explaining a Shakespeare sonnet to you” you told him against his lips and he blushed. 

“Okay, that’s-”

You giggled and pressed your lips against his once again, making him groan. He pushed you inside his dorm again, closing the door with his foot. Your bag dropped to the floor and he put his hands under your legs, hoisting you up in the air, making you wrap your legs around his waist. 

Hyunjin led you to his room and then laid you down on his bed, all while literally devouring your mouth with his tongue deep, stroking yours. 

He pulled away to kiss your neck and you arched your back, mewling and clawing at his clothed back. 

“Hyunjinnie…” you sighed, combing your fingers through his hair.

“Fuck, Y/N” he whispered, biting on your skin. He pulled away and stared at you. “You are so beautiful”

You smiled shyly at him and when he went to kiss your neck again, you stopped him by pulling his hair. 

“What?” he asked, caressing your waist.

“I just uh…”

“You a virgin?” he asked.

“No! No, no. I uh had my fair share of hook ups… but I am not like the most experienced so please-” he silenced you with a kiss, moving his hands under your shirt.

“You-” kiss. “-are perfect-” kiss. “Don’t worry, baby” he whispered and went to kiss you again. 

Hyunjin pressed kisses on your neck down to your stomach, over your shirt until he reached the belt of your jeans. He made quick work of taking off your shoes and your belt. 

You helped him kick your jeans off and he stared at your panties. 

His eyebrow arched, as he looked at your laced black panties. “I wanted to feel sexy” you shrugged innocently. 

He tugged on your legs, making you yelp. “Come here” he growled, kissing your lips as his hands groped your breasts through your shirt. “I’m gonna eat you out until you’re shaking, is that okay?”

You shivered at his tone and his honesty. “I…”

“Has anyone ever done that before?” he asked. You shook your head ‘no’, giving him doe eyes. “What kind of dumb men did you date? Who wouldn’t want to do that?” 

He didn’t even give you time to answer, because he took off your panties quickly and shoved your legs open. 

“Fuck, look at that. You’re so wet, baby” he whispered, smirking at you.

“God, do something, Hyune” you moaned, arching your back.

He chuckled at your desperation and swiped his fingers over your drenched entrance, making you whimper. He dragged those soaked fingers over his tongue and sucked them clean. As soon as he finished, Hyunjin crawled over you and kissed you, inserting his tongue inside your mouth, making your nails dig into his shoulders as you tasted yourself. 

He pulled away and panted as he looked at you. “Do you feel how good you taste?” he asked and didn’t even give you time to answer as he dropped a quick peck on your lips and went down to eat you out. 

Hyunjin’s tongue dragged over your core over and over and all you could do was hold onto the sheets desperately. He inserted his fingers and scissored them as he licked over your sensitive clit in a circle motion. 

Your hands went to his hair and started pulling, making him mewl against your cunt. You pushed his head against your cunt, making his nose press against your clit as his tongue licked over you. 

He had you cum on your tongue two times and then, he pressed a kiss over your pubic bone when he was finished, definitely leaving your legs shaking in pleasure, just like he had promised. He wiped his face with his sleeve and then grabbed the back of his tee, pulling it over his head, letting you admire his toned body.

Your hands immediately brushed over his torso and his abs contracted, feeling the goosebumps run all over his body. He pressed his chest against yours and kissed you again, really soft and sweet. 

“How was that?” he whispered against your lips.

“Fucking mindblowing” you whispered, making him smirk.

“Can I take this off?” he asked, fidgeting with the end of your shirt.

You smirked. “I think you tortured yourself long enough at the café staring at me. Go ahead” you giggle.

He giggled back and pecked your lips and then pressed a kiss to your cleavage. “I couldn’t help it” he murmured and then grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head. He stared at your black lacy bra, his hand going under you to grab at the clasp.

You didn’t let him, arching your back at taking it off yourself, exposing your tits to him. 

His hands immediately grabbed them and pushed his face towards them, enveloping one of your nipples inside his mouth and sucking. You arched your back and moaned, gripping his hair tightly with your fingers. He sucked one and then another, then, pushed them together and licked over them.

“Fuck, Hyunjin, I need you to fuck me” you whispered.

“Okay, okay, fuck” he said, giving one of your tits one last suck and then leaned up on his knees, trying to take off his belt as fast as he could. 

You helped him kick off his jeans and saw his erection straining against the fabric of his Calvin Klein’s. It was big already and when he hooked a finger on the hem and pulled them down, your eyes widened. 

His dick slapped against his stomach and his hand went down to stroke himself. 

He knelt on the bed and pushed himself to brace himself over you while looking for a condom. Hyunjin took it out and put it on quickly, and then went back to brush the tip over your entrance, making your nails dig against his forearms. 

One of his big hands gripped your thigh and the other one held his cock to push it inside you. Once he did, you arched your back and he let out a choked moan. 

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Y/N. And so wet, shit” he whispered against your neck and then he kissed the hot, sweaty skin. 

“Fuck, Hyune” you moaned. 

“Yeah, keep chanting my name like that” he whispered, moving his hips as he hit your cervix over and over. 

You let out a little yelp every time he hit that sweet spot and one of his hands went to one of your breasts, brushing over your nipple and pinching it every now and then.

He licked over your ear and pulled on your earlobe. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” he whispered. “So fucking long, baby” 

You put your leg over his shoulder, making him go deeper and pulling a moan from both of you.

His fingers found your clit, and as he rubbed it in a circle motion, it made you get closer and closer towards your orgasm.

You bit at his neck and moaned. “I think I’m gonna come, Hyune”

“Yeah?” he groaned. “Fucking come, then”

Your cunt gripped him tightly, making him groan and thrust even harder. You arched your back against Hyunjn’s chest and came around his length, feeling your vision go white and like you were about to pass out from the amount of pleasure the man on top of you was making you feel.

You barely noticed how he was losing control, as his thrust became sloppier. With a choked moan, he emptied himself inside the condom, his hands gripping the mattress tightly and then with a sigh, he collapsed on top of you, completely spent and satisfied.

Your arms wrapped around him tightly as he panted against your neck. 

“That was-”

“Amazing, fucking amazing” he whispered against your neck. 

You giggled and combed your fingers through his hair, caressing his scalp. 

Hyunjin lifted his head and smiled at you. “You are so pretty”

“Thank you. You are very pretty, too” you said shyly and he blushed. “You blushing?”

He let his head drop against your chest and mumbled, “Shut up”

“You definitely are” you giggled.

“Shut up!”

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After he let you use your shower (in which he may or may not have sneaked in and ate you out against the tiles), you changed into one of his shirts and wandered around his room. You saw the canvases that laid on the desk and smiled as you saw the amazing drawings and paintings he did.

“Wow… you did this?”  you asked him over your shoulder.

“Yeah” he said shyly, brushing the towel over his wet hair. “They’re not the greatest-”

“They’re not? I think they’re museum-worthy, are you kidding?” you chuckled. “The way you painted that rose, wow” 

He chuckled and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you. “I feel so at peace with you, Y/N” he whispered against your neck.

You smiled and put your hands over his arms. “Me too, Hyunjin” you whispered, kissing his skin. “Me too”

“You have practice tomorrow at the studio right?” he asked. 

“Yeah, we have that super difficult R&B choreo” you sighed. 

“Really?” he asked. 

“Yeah”

Hyunjin started thinking about a little something in silence and then spoke up. “Do you want me to change classes?” 

You frowned and looked up at him. “What do you mean?”

“So that we can practice together. Maybe that’s the reason I never saw you here. Because we never got to practice together” 

You let out a little laugh. “You’re crazy, Hyune” 

“Yeah, crazy about you” he said and kissed your cheek with a loud kiss sound. 

You giggled and shook your head. “Oh, fine. Change classes”

“Yay” he whispered. “What do you usually wear for practice?” 

“Leggings…”

“Oh, it’s gonna be amazing, I’m so sure of it. I’m gonna have so much fun” he smirked.

“Hyunjin!”

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You and Hyunjin woke up with a loud buzzing noise coming from the night stand. 

Hyunjin from behind you groaned and pressed his face harder against your neck. “What’s that, babe?”

“It’s just my phone, hun” you whispered as you grabbed it and looked at the ID of the call. “Hello, Min?”

“Where are you, bitch?”

“Huh?” you asked, surprised at his tone.

“You don’t come home, then you don’t show up at history, and you’re not here at the cafeteria” Minho said.

Your eyes widened and you sat up, looking at the hour. 10:04.

“Shit!” you yelled. “Hyunjin, we overslept!” you yelled, grabbing at his arm and shaking him.

“Hm?” he asked, confused.

“Hyunjin, wake up! We need to get to my dorm to change and then go to the studio! Come on!” you yelled, jumping off the bed and searching for your clothes frantically. “Where the hell did you throw my socks?” 

Hyunjin took his sweet time sitting up on the bed and stretching his muscles. He scratched his eyes and blinked a couple of times. His head turned to the clock on the nightstand and his eyes widened. 

“Holy shit, it’s 10 AM” he said, and jumped off the bed.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!” you yelled back as you ran towards the bathroom to brush your teeth in your bra, jeans and only one sock on your feet.

Hyunjin quickly dressed while you brushed your teeth. He combed his hair with his hands quickly and saw you get out of the bathroom, looking around for your shirt.

“What are you searching for?” he asked you.

“My shirt! I don’t know where you threw it. And my socks” you said, looking everywhere.

“Here, use one of mine” Hyunjin tossed you a shirt. “You look better in them” 

You grabbed it and looked at it. “Thank you” you said in a small, shy voice and quickly pulled it over your frame. “My socks” 

“Oh, here” he said. “I found them” he smiled.

“Thanks”

Hyunjin grabbed his stuff and smiled at you again. “Let’s go?”

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You and Hyunjin ran through the hallways, panting.

“To the right!” you yelled and quickly turned with Hyunjin following suit. 

“There you are!” Minho suddenly appeared in front of you just as you turned the corner, with Felix and Jeongin behind him.

“FUCK! Minho!” you yelled. “You scared me!” 

He was staring at you and Hyunjin with a frown. “Okay… please tell me that you are wearing his shirt because he clumsily dropped wine on it and those marks on your neck are just mosquito bites” he said calmly.

Your eyes widened and quickly slapped your hand over your neck, as you looked at Hyunjin with a glare. He just shrugged.

“I think I’m gonna faint” Minho said, grabbing his heart, dramatically.

Felix rolled his eyes and sighed. “Let’s go, guys. We have practice in two minutes” he said with a smile.

You followed them and Hyunjin did too. “I’m gonna ask my professor to… do what I told you, okay?” he asked, grabbing your shoulder.

“Okay” you nodded. 

Hyunjin pressed a kiss to your lips and walked away the other way. You stared at him and then your eyes darted to your friends who were wide-eyed staring at you. 

“No comments, okay?” 

“Oh, no, you come here and tell everything!” Jeongin giggled excitedly.

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After practice, you sat with your friends at the café, telling them everything.

“It was like I had been wrong about him my whole life” you told them, after you finished. 

“Wow, Y/N, he sounds like he really likes you” Felix smiled.

“He does” you nodded. “Hell, he liked me in high school? I did not expect to hear that” 

“Yeah, no one did” Jeongin shook his head.

You looked at Minho and sighed. “Could you be supportive about this?” you pleaded your friend, pressing your hands together.

“What happened with the I’m not gonna sleep with him, he doesn’t wanna sleep with me thing? You bumped your head against a wall and forgot about it?” Minho asked.

“No, we just had a really good conversation in which he apologized and well… I kissed him” You confessed. 

“Hold up, you kissed him?” Felix asked.

“Yep… oh! I have news about Jisung” you gasped, looking at Minho.

He looked up and his eyes widened. “What? What do you know?” he asked.

You smirked. “It was a misunderstanding, Min” you told him. 

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Of course he’d defend his friend. I mean, what can you expect from him?” he laughed, humourlessly.

“He told me that he didn’t even attend prom” you told him and Minho pulled his face back.

“What?”

“Uh… a little context please?” Jeongin asked.

“So, basically, Minho saw what he thought was Jisung at prom kissing some other dude. They fought, they broke up, the end. But Hyunjin told me that Jisung did not go to prom, his grandfather had died the night prior and he had to rush to his hometown” you told him.

“Wow…” Felix said. “That’s- Minho, what do you think?”

“I think I need to go” he said and grabbed his stuff quickly. “Uh, sorry. Thank you for telling me, I’ll be right back” 

You three watched as Minho left the cafeteria in a rush and then looked at each other.

“You think they’ll get back together?” Jeongin asked.

“I think so” you smiled. “They aren’t over each other. At all” 

Felix smiled. “I can’t believe he has refused to date anyone this past year because he is still hung up on him” 

“Yep. Their relationship was really intense and they loved each other very much” you smiled. “Hell, he still keeps lots of things from him at the dorm. I just pretend I don’t see them but they’re there” 

“Like what?” Jeongin asked.

“You know that necklace Minho always wears?” you asked.

“Yeah, the one with the cat- No!” Felix suddenly gasped.

“Yeah, that one was a gift from Jisung” you giggled. “And then the collar that Soonie has, is a gift from Jisung as well”

“Oh my God” Jeongin said. “He talks a lot about hating him and now I realize he does not hate him at all”

“No” you chuckled. 

“Okay, I’m having a deja vu” Felix sighed.

You frowned and turned around, finding Hyunjin running towards you. You couldn’t help the smile that ran across your face. “Hey!” 

“Hi, good news!” he smiled and sat down on the empty seat where Minho was. “Where’s Minho?” he asked, realizing he wasn’t there anymore.

You and your friends smirked. “He went to search for the love of his life” Jeongin said, arching his eyebrows.

Hyunjin looked confused and you just chuckled. “I’ll tell you later”

“Okay” he nodded. “They let me change classes” he smiled.

“Really?” you gasped. “That’s great!” 

“You’re practicing with us?” Felix asked.

“Yeah!”

“That’s awesome, man” Jeongin smiled.

Hyunjin smiled. “I know, I’ll get to practice with my pretty girl” he said, smirking at you.

You groaned when you felt your friends starting to poke at your sides and make annoying noises at you. “Stop it!” You groaned.

“Y/N’s in love” they started singing. 

Hyunjin could only chuckle and shake his head. 

He felt his phone buzz and he took it out. He read the message on his phone and frowned.

You noticed his expression. “What’s up, hun?” you asked.

“Why is Jisung texting me: Minho just kissed me?”

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Two weeks later…

You and Hyunjin sat next to each other and he fiddled with his hands nervously. You put your hand over his fingers and smiled, with a chuckle. 

“Hyunjin, oh my God, calm down! It’s just an assignment” you told him.

“Yeah, I know” he sighed. “It’s just that I need to pass literature or-”

“You won’t get your degree, you told me already, yeah” you giggled. 

Mr. Jackson came over with the assignments and stared at Hyunjin. He gave him a curious look adn then left the paper on his desk with a sigh. 

“Here’s your work, Mr. Hwang. And yours Miss Y/L/N” he said, dropping yours on your table. 

Hyunjin took a look at the paper and gasped. “I got an A!” 

“Me too” you smiled excitedly. “See? I told you you were going to pass”

“I know, but it’s all thanks to you” he said, grabbing your hand and kissing it a couple of times. “Honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without you now”

You looked at him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You won’t have to wonder now” you said and giggled. 

Your eyes darted to the couple in front of you and sighed.

“Ever since they got back, they won’t stop making out, it’s disgusting” you said to him.

“Hell, we are clingy and we don’t go making out like that” Hyunjin said.

Minho pulled away and looked at him. “That’s a lie, Hwang. Yesterday, I got scarred for life finding you naked on top of my best friend”

“Yeah, I got traumatized too” Jisung said next to him.

“Hey, the happy couples at the back!” Mr. Jackson called out. 

“Sorry” you all four said in unison. 

You and Hyunjin turned your head to the side and found Chan and Changbin mocking you, pretend-kissing each other while making faces. Hyunjin threatened to throw his pencil case while you laughed at them. Hyunjin looked down at your smiley face and his heart doubled its size. Maybe literature hadn’t been so bad after all.

Thank you, literature. 

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Ask Comp 11/06

@ben-guy asked: […] Imagine the Greek god level drama that would have unfolded with those 12 drama machines if they all went God tier. Even if they all entered the human universe without the two teams fighting over who gets to rule it, there would be no ending the divides that would form for any and all reasons, from quadrants to rulership over Kanaya's new trolls. Kinda curious about your takes on all this, even if it will take a while for you to see this :]

That's exactly it. Vriska's assuming that having a more powerful team would be strictly beneficial - which is hilarious, coming from her.

Like - Vriska. What have you done with your God Tier powers, lately?

Did it benefit the team?

Anonymous asked: its really interesting how the first time vriska kills not out of necessity or due to any extenuating circumstances, she almost immediately regrets it

Yup.

I think it's beginning to dawn on Vriska that she has nothing to hide behind this time. She's stopped being forced to kill, and has graduated to choosing it. It's little wonder she's falling apart.

Anonymous asked: for what it's worth, i've always taken vriska's interpretation of sburb at face value. it's a setting, or a stage, moreso than a character or an organism

Sburb certainly feels like a narrative, which is closely tied to its coming-of-age themes. John isn't John in the game, he's a character called the Heir of Breath from Consort mythology, and it's predestined that he'll fulfil this narrative role - or else.

Sburb is a play. And if you mess up your lines, the stage will collapse underneath you.

@manorinthewoods asked: You know, during your original analysis of the Creation Myth reveal, you made a lot of notes about how the Denizen grist caches must have been comically large, or multiplicative, to allow the alchemisation of universes. Clearly there is no need for that, given the Genesis Frog, so… what is it for, do you think? ~LOSS (7/6/24)

This grist is confirmed to be for the Ultimate Alchemy, which I've been assuming is synonymous with the creation of the Genesis Frog. I guess Jade's currently creating the Frog without any Denizen Grist to speak of, but I assume it'll come into play later on.

My best guess? The frog has to literally eat the Denizen Hoards to grow into a full-sized universe.

Anonymous asked: I wanted to stop by and say your liveblogs are super interesting!! Back when I first read homestuck I didn’t really bother with analysis, just kinda screamed inchoherentoy at my friends, so actually seeing the narrative and char arcs broken down like this into understandable chunks of why might it be written this way, what is the char thinking, why are they thinking that, how does that play into what might happen - it’s super cool thank you for all this !! Anonymous asked: finally catched up with your liveblog, i have been a homestuck for like a semester and i am rlly happy to see someone go this in depth on a liveblog about it! Anyways! Whats the character you relate the most to, so far? - bralsra

Thank you very much!

It's funny. I've talked before about how I was never great at writing analytical essays in English class - but I'm essentially doing the same thing here, and I'm having a great time. I guess it's just more fun when it's a science fantasy webcomic and not, like, Nineteen Eighty-Four.

Who do I relate to the most, I wonder? To be honest, it's probably Kanaya, which probably isn't too surprising if you're a regular reader.

I've said things that are 90% similar to the shit she comes out with. She's so great.

@manorinthewoods asked: I'd like to hear your thoughts on each individual blood caste[…]. ~LOSS (7/6/24)

It's hard to generalize the blood castes, since we've only seen one example of each blood color thus far. Broadly speaking, we're aware that:

Lower bloods have more psychic power.

Higher bloods have more psychic resistance.

Highbloods appear to be physically stronger.

Kanaya's blood color is extremely rare, which implies that, contrary to my expectations, higher blood isn't always rarer than lower blood.

Beyond that, I can't say much more. Based on Karkat's position in the Trollian friend list, he was probably 'supposed' to have green blood, but I don't know if mutating out of the spectrum has actually changed his biology in any way.

He's not psychic, so we can at least assume he doesn't 'count' as being on the bottom of the hemospectrum.

@john-egbert-rose-lalonde asked: the searcherrrrrrrr

"why so discarded" - the drawer

Anonymous asked: Hey, since you like to experiment with stuff, what dl you think would happen if a Tier 2 Sprite prototyped itself into a Tier 1 Sprite?

Great question. I went in-depth into it during a previous ask - although I can imagine it's quite a rare occurrence. How often are two unprototyped Sprites on the same Land?

Anonymous asked: While I think a discord server is a good idea, I think it might be best for everyone if it's one where only you and those helping you with the blog can post anything. That might ruin the community aspect a little, but I feel like it'd be worth it to not get spoiled if you do ever make one. Feel free to completely ignore this- not exactly riveting things I'm sending here.

Right! Quick update on the Discord situation.

Initially, I was going to have Cat help me set it up, but she's been incredibly busy with her thesis lately. Plus, she hasn't really used the platform either, so we had no idea what we were doing. Might need to shelve the Discord server idea until later, or until it becomes necessary.

@krixwell asked: John Egbert when he's told the Earth is done for: John Egbert when his friend is his sister and his dad is his half-brother: John Egbert when he dies ignoble deaths at the hands of manipulators: John Egbert when Fruit Gushers are a Betty Crocker product: MENTAL BREAKDOWN

Dude's got his priorities straight.

@mhafanlol2000 asked: I’m taking an IT course next year, and I want a head start during this summer. Would you know any free beginner’s courses to any languages that would help in that department?

I'll always champion W3Schools as a great first port of call for tech self-learning. All the resources I've found there are well-put together, and let you test your code out in-browser.

As I mentioned to a previous asker, I'd recommend starting with the C language if you're genuinely interested in programming. It's a little harder to use than other, more high-level languages, but it'll teach you more about programming than they will. I'd liken it to learning to drive in manual, rather than automatic. You lose nothing, and acquire skills you wouldn't otherwise know about.

@caliquill submitted:

i'd like to briefly point out this tidbit of the first conversation eridan has with kanaya @krixwell asked: Gamzee to Equius, page 2221: "iF i CoUlD mAkE yOu SmIlE iT'd Be ThE bEsT fUcKiN mIrAcLe I eVeR dId PaRt Of." @dopplesgryndthloggle asked: I'm just gonna put this here: pg 2221 TC: WhAt CaN i Do To MaKe A bRoThEr FuCkIn ShApE hIs ShIt Up? TC: iF i CoUlD mAkE yOu SmIlE iT'd Be ThE bEsT fUcKiN mIrAcLe I eVeR dId PaRt Of. TC: hOnK hOnK hOnK! :o)

...this comic is going to go absolutely wild on a reread, isn't it?

Anonymous asked: oh god no, the clown got you :(

Thanks for the migraine, Gamzee!!

@5am-nztime asked: Insert the one millionth "The Heir of Void, Devoid of Air" joke you've probably gotten. I love dramatic irony

You're actually the only person who sent this one in - and I'm glad you did. It's kind of killing me.

Anonymous asked: a common interpretation is that equius smiles because he knows nepeta might find his body and he doesn't want her to think he died in pain :((

Shit, that's kind of devastating. That said, he had no reason to think Gamzee would leave his body where it was - but that said, he clearly wasn't thinking straight at the time.

Anonymous asked: fun little detail: the ==> leading to equius taking an arrow to the knee is replaced with an arrow, -->

He used to be a Sgrub Player like us :(

Anonymous asked: The idea that he somehow has the freakin' WARHAMMER OF ZILLYHOO in his jokerkind specibus but he STILL only brings out a low-tier pair of juggling clubs is somehow even more intimidating

Where did he even get the thing? When did he get it? Is this from before or after the Pen-Pal got their hands on it?

...if Gamzee is the Pen-Pal, I'm quitting the comic.

@morganwick asked: Well, as long as you don't know for sure whether Nepeta died, you could say… she's both alive and dead until she's observed? @ipunchvampires asked: By cutting away from Nepeta's fate, it's technically ambiguous right now whether she's alive or dead, since we cannot observe her. So you could say that she… heh heh, that she's Sch… she's Schröding…

....oh, god damn it.

Anonymous asked: I feel like there should be an intermission style counter. 4/12 Alien Children Murdered.

If you include Aradia and Vriska, the tally's up to seven. Murderstuck started a long time ago, it seems.

Anonymous asked: i would like to think equius says b100 like how boris johnson says blue in that one interview where he mentions the us brand new BLUE passports or whatever

I also think his voice suits Equius's character fairly well...

Anonymous asked: To be fair on the “overwhelmingly violent purplebloods” angle, Gamzee was stoned out of his mind basically 24/7 until they got to the meteor, so they probably would’ve thought it was a nonissue. […]

I suppose. But if everyone knows purplebloods are habitual murderers, I don't know why you'd ever let one into your friend group. There's always a possibility that one day, his slime delivery will be late, and he'll snap your neck for fun.

@wickedsick asked: You know, this would be the perfect spot for a paradox space intermission. You can read the fluffy comics to wash the taste of blood out of your mouth!

I thought about it - but in the end, I decided to liveblog the Paradox Space comics at the point in the comic where they were released.

Otherwise, Cat'd have to spoiler-check each comic with a fine-toothed comb, and I'd have to delay many of them anyway. Better to get them all out at once.

Anonymous asked: considering that eridan was on feeding duty for gl'bgolyb and had to kill lusii year round under apocaliptic threat im not surprised his response under pressure is to kill something

It really says a lot about the difference between him and Vriska, doesn't it? Vriska's reaction to killing Tavros was a full on existential crisis, but Eridan's first reaction to killing Feferi was to immediately kill again.

@witchoflight asked: hey sally i just wanna remind you of the conversation that dave and gamzee have, specifically about the line: "TC: My mInD'S NoT ThAt sHaRp nOw tHoUgH, iT'S BeEn aGeS SiNcE I HaD A GoOd pIe" gamzee hasn't had access to sopor for WEEKS, not since they entered the game. […]

Was he sober, though? He's still acting stoned, and using his original quirk, so if he did sober up, he must have immediately decided to pretend he didn't, and then arbitrarily reveal himself as sober later on.

To me, it feels like it just took a while for the slime's effects to fully fade. It might genuinely have taken a month for it all to leave his system.

@mimescantscream asked: Now that Gamzee has swiftly become the most important character, any thoughts on his transformation?

It's weirdly drastic, isn't it?

Like, if he was hiding this personality under sedatives this entire time, surely we should have seen some hint of it, in all the time we've known him. We've even been in his head, and he seemed like exactly who he appeared to be.

Was Gamzee unaware of this latent personality? Do we have a Jekyll and Hyde situation on our hands? He does say he's 'both' of his messiahs...

@elkian asked: You've now reached the point where I can (probably) say that the common fandom Exile match for Kanaya is Problem Sleuth, as he has the Vampire schema mode. (Plus a jade-green ultimate attack.)

Oh, I love that for her. We better be seeing Team Sleuth in some form before the end, even if it's just a cameo.

@krixwell asked: I think you're blaming the wrong chat program. Trollian is an advanced alien chat program powered by futuristic sci-fan shenanigans, with features specifically designed to allow the user to choose the timeframe at which they try to contact someone. Pesterchum, not so much. Pesterchum if anything is retro, with only the most barebones of 1-on-1 chat features, a status setting that barely changes anything unless you're rancorous, and a block feature that seemingly fails to recognize incoming Trollian connections from the same user at different times (possibly Trollian's fault). Even setting aside the frogskin barrier, it's a wonder the two programs can communicate at all. So when someone uses Pesterchum to contact a Trollian user whose timeline is entirely separate from their own, with no interface to pick a timeframe on, how exactly is either program supposed to know when to contact them?

I guess most of our nonlinear conversations have been Trollian-to-Pesterchum.

Karkat has tied himself into knots over memos, but that is admittedly a slightly different use case.

And can I just say, I love the concept of a 'frogskin barrier'. These two parties have been beaming messages from frog-to-frog this entire time, and the walls between their dimensions are literally made of skin.

@captorations asked: consider: this means that the sbahj joke that following kanaya's death was actually foreshadowing given the comic it's from

I can't fucking believe this.

Anonymous asked: tbh i'll never get over how the presumable FIRST THING kanaya did upon coming back to life was just. to wade through the horn pile to drink blood from a corpse.

Vriska's getting a little competition for Troll Of All Time!

@morganwick asked: I mean, technically Jade was already in the Fruity Rumpus Asshole Factory, it was just with two Karkats and Dave only made a brief appearance.

16-player fruity rumpus argument or we riot

Anonymous asked: do you think you'll liveblog tsg if you read it?

I wasn't planning on it, but if there's a lot of demand, I'll definitely think about it. If I was to liveblog any fanfic, it'd probably be that one, since it's a proper 'event fanfiction' from the author of TLT.

Anonymous asked: re: the ultimate riddle: karkat actually already explained it on page 1903. basically its just some more timeloop/alpha timeline predestination stuff

The sense I got was that there was a section of the conversation that we missed.

On Skaia, John begins a conversation with an early version of Karkat about the Ultimate Riddle, but the camera moves away before they really get into it. Then, on the Veil, an early Karkat shows up to continue a point he was making about the Riddle, implying that there's a section of this conversation that was deliberately obfuscated.

I initially thought that the Riddle was the mystery of Sburb itself - ie, what the point of the game is. I still think that's probably pretty close, but I do wish we got this full conversation, just in case.

Anonymous asked: “Scratch positioned [Vriska] as someone who will perpetuate a monumental, large-scale mistake, and I don't think there's anything she could do on the Veil that fits the bill.” When John was about to prototype jades sprite with a broken doll, Vriska made him fall asleep, and Becquerel jumped in the sprite instead, leading to Jack Noir becoming an unbeatable boss and destroying the trolls session. I think that could be the perpetuation of a large scale mistake.

Possibly. But as violent as Jack is, I don't think he's a huge threat to the rest of the multiverse.

He takes hours to rampage through a session, but there are presumably trillions of sessions out there in the multiverse. From a top-level perspective, he's not doing meaningful damage, and it's certainly within Vriska's comprehension.

I actually think Vriska's going to do something much worse than make Jack. If she contributes to the creation of Lord English, for example, she might be breaking something that can't be repaired.

Anonymous asked: Honestly its a little sad though right? That the troll kids are snapping and dying? Like yeah they were raised on a violent murder planet but also, they're all still 13 years old and have been without their means of Sleeping Naturally for a while (the sopor slime is how trolls usually get sleep) not being an apologist or anything but the murders could've been prevented with healthy moraillegences and good nights sleep.

Oh, it's horrific, that should go without saying. If the trolls had got some decent shuteye, it'd have kept them stable for at least slightly longer.

[gabatronnie]

,, request prompts !!

these are for people who know they want to make a request but don’t have an exact plot and/or reader in mind!

fluff ~

1. “there it is, there’s that cute smile! i knew you had it in ya!”

2. “don’t worry, i’m staying, for as long as i need to.”

3. “PILLOW FIGHT.”

4. “is that my shirt?”

5. “i’m just glad you’re okay”

6. “just because you can doesn’t mean you should.”

7. “you’re a terrible influence.”

8. “i know we’re not… friends or anything. but if you just need to cry, i get it.”

9. “i don’t hate you.”

10. “you’re pretty -“ “pretty stupid”

11. “i’ll spend a thousand lifetimes coming back to you.”

12. “it’s cold, take my hand, my body heat can warm you up. y’know, cause i’m taller.” “hey!”

13. “you got me flowers?”

14. “ha! you fell on your ass!”

15. “they get annoyed about how often i talk about how much i love you”

16. “you fucking dumbass! just be careful, okay?! i’m kinda sick of worrying about your safety! i love you too much to think about it!”

17. “may i have this dance, my fair lady?”

18. “you look so good in my clothes”

19. “come back to bed”

20. “i love you, but that’s gonna get you killed. not literally though.” “then why can’t i do it?!”

21. “love, can you calmly and politely shut the actual fuck up?”

22. “your my mom loves me, let’s go make cookies.”

23. “thank you, for never giving up on me.”

24. “i think i’m in love!” “who’s the next victim, and how are you gonna torture them this time?”

25. “yeah, i have massive feelings for you, but moving on from that…”

26. “you took all the blankets, asshole. so now, you’re filling the gap, you ARE my blanket.”

27. “did y-you just…kiss me?”

28. “when we get home, you’re in big trouble, missy!” “i won’t in as a big trouble as your big ass, love.”

angst ~

1. “i’m sorry, i hurt you, i can’t promise perfect. but i can promise effort, hon.”

2. “please don’t leave me.”

3. “thank you, but our chapter has ended. but that doesn’t mean i don’t love you anymore.”

4. “let’s just become strangers again.”

5. “i hate you for what you did.”

6. “i’m not your problem anymore.”

7. “I don’t owe jackshit!”

8. “does it ever stop hurting? i mean the wounds on the inside, on your heart, on your soul, love.”

9. “make it stop, please baby. it hurts…”

10. “all you’ve ever done is hurt me.”

11. “you wanna hurt me? go ahead. i already know how it all feels. it doesn’t matter anymore, i’ve given up.”

12. “if you’re going down, so am i. there’s no happy life without you in it.”

13. “i hate knowing you’re hurt, please, tell me i can fix it. even if it’s only once.”

14. “i’m out of empathy for you! fuck you and your privileged ass!”

15. “we’re over.”

16. “everyone wants to hate me, why can’t you be different?”

17. “i don’t need you! why are you still here?!”

18. “just go away!!!”

19. “when will i ever be enough?!”

20. “i can’t look at the night sky anymore, it makes me think of him/her too much…”

21. “come back… please…”

22. “it’s okay, peace has been made, that’s all i wanted. now it’s my time.”

23. “hug me until my eyes pop up because i’ve been crying since four in the morning!”

24. “was it all a lie?”

25. “i’ve lost so much there’s nothing else left.”

26. “i’ll see you on the other side, dearest love.”

27. “i tried so hard to trust you! and i know it wasn’t for nothing! stop being so cross!”

28. “i should’ve trusted you, i’m sorry i didn’t.”

29. “i’m just mad, okay!? i’m beyond pissed i’ve ruined my only chance!”

smut ~

1. “never tease me like that again.”

2. “i’m not fucking done with you. bed. now.”

3. “i’m tearing that dress/suit off the moment we’re alone.”

4. “you’re a lot less quiet when i’m fucking the shit out of you.”

5. “and go, be a good girl and spread your legs, okay baby?”

6. “such a naughty little slut for me/us, adorable.”

7. “cover your mouth one more time, and we’re stopping. i wanna hear you.”

8. “b-but, i wanna see you too. don’t blindfold me, i-i wanna see your face.”

9. “look at you, you’re already shaking, it’s been less than a minute.

10. “crazy, naughty girl. who do you think you are?”

11. “keep your hands on me, don’t let go.”

12. “i’ve always thought of us kissing, but i never thought i’d actually fuck you.”

13. “i’m gonna touch you until you beg.”

14. “you’re more than a fling, my dear.”

15. “you’re so sensitive, i almost feel bad.” “am not!” “oh really? then how about you ride me until you fall to your knees?” “u-uhm…”

16. “you make such sexy noises, hot stuff.”

17. “keep acting up, i dare you.”

18. “fuck me senseless and pin me to the bed, i can’t wait any longer.”

19. “if you keep staring at me, we won’t get to make a baby. or six.” “h-huh?!”

20. “don’t be too loud, or else the others will hear.”

21. “listen to me, you little whore. you’re gonna do exactly what i tell you to.”

22. “i am this close to ripping those clothes off you myself.”

23. “you have ask first, sweetheart.”

24. “sorry, was i drooling? i just really want to bang you right now.”

25. “go on, i wanna see what your mouth can do.”

26. “lay it on me, or in me, but you get my point.”

27. “the outfits great, but i really wanna see you without it on.” “but you told me to buy it?” “i meant i wanted to see you naked.”

28. “i don’t care how good it feels, don’t cum until i say.”

29. “give me a baby. for two reasons, firstly, i wanna fuck you. secondly, i wanna bang you.” “that’s the same thing!” “no, it’s two different words.”

© gabatronnie - don't translate, heavily inspire, feed my work to ai, or repost it on other platforms.

[gothsuguru]

i remember when jjk was more than just cheap shock value

no genuinely… and that’s something i really wanna talk about too in this ask i hope you don’t mind! 😭 i just have a lot to say…

i think in the beginning jjk truly did have genuine plot/story and there was MEANING in people’s words/actions and deaths would actually service the story/be impactful… like. a side character like riko/haibara who we only see in a few panels had SUCH an impact on a character like suguru and made him make choices that he believed would have been for the betterment of his loved ones. satoru’s OWN first death had impact on him bc it reminded him that he’s not infallible and he didn’t wanna take another chance at being hurt -> infinity being up 24/7. toji killing himself and dying again for the sake of his SON. i feel like after hidden inventory death was just… callous? and not in a good way that it services a story — it was just genuine shock value. i guess i could excuse nanami’s death to service the story but it’s like… he didn’t HAVE to die. and if he DID die, wouldn’t the mourning period for satoru be THAT much stronger? we just got a “damn that’s crazy” like ??? do you remember when yuji died and satoru sat down, closed his fist, raging & saying how he’d murder the higher ups? shoko saying that she hasn’t seen satoru be that emotional in a LONG time? like THAT was genuine anger/mourning bc someone satoru cared about DIED and it was on his conscious… you’d think that hearing about the death of his old friend/his student would send him into a mini spiral but no…? like i know gojo is used to this but he’s still HUMAN…

and again w the deaths/random plot as shock value i agree. it’s SO unnecessary. yuki/nobara/choso dying had no value. is higu dead? i forgot bc atp i just assume everyone is w the way this shit is going… like none of those deaths serviced the plot in ANY way??? just… shock value. and i get wanting to do shock value! it was used super well w riko and same w geto killing the village! but otherwise it’s like… what’s the point? same w the plot itself like… sometimes it doesn’t make sense…

and in terms of what’s happening w sukuna & gojo. i won’t spoil anything. but at least from what we’ve seen… i’m of the firm belief that gojo didn’t have to die/if he DID have to die then it should have turned into the six eyes theory/him reaching enlightenment! and also for sukuna as well… why does he seem weaker now and less scary 😭 like he was more frightening in yuji’s body in the beginning of jjk… same w the massacre in shibuya. THAT was terror. rn it’s not that scary. and also gege keeps sidelining yuji and it’s pissing me off… we JUST got yuji leveling up and now he’s pushed aside again 😭 i think gege forgets that this is yuji’s manga 😭 also don’t get me started on twin theory. it would’ve ate more than nephew/uncle i’m sorry i’m still hung up on that. also girl i’m still confused w kenjaku too 🤨 idk. i feel like gege genuinely started losing the plot both literally and figuratively… i think i would rather a big break and have him regroup/think about where he wants to take the story than what we have going on now but at the same time i respect/understand the fact that mangakas don’t get that luxury in the slightest… idk i just wish he knew how he wanted to take the ending of the story in the beginning bc at this point it just feels kinda :/ meh :/ which is sad bc jjk really was THAT bitch for me! still is but like… idk. the crown is tipping major rn is all………..

also remember how gege is always hating on gojo… i feel like it’s not a joke anymore and it’s kinda really upsetting me… just the way he’s taken things w his character/how other characters interact w him… idk. like the gojo we know is the gojo that gege presented to us in the beginning and it just seems like gege lost that along the way… the stuff he did to gojo was like not necessary and if it was, then there were better ways of going about it! and it seems like he’s forgotten about a lot of other characters………… like we’ve lost the plot. genuinely……..

sorry i keep adding on i just keep thinking of stuff but also… i care more about itafushi like more than anything. this story from the beginning has been ABOUT yuji AND megumi and their relationship. yuji ate sukuna’s finger and became a vessel willingly to SAVE megumi. yuji now is trying to SAVE megumi but i feel like gege doesn’t care? like we only got yuji seeing megumi for a split second… i feel like we should’ve gotten more info about megumi too! bc more than anything, this story is about itafushi wanting to save each other. gege just completely forgot about them and now that i think about it, i think that pisses me off the most 😭😭😭 like plot is LOST. fr.

[that-one-pretty-bitch]

So, I was explaining the plot of Obey me! shall we date to @loekas​ 

And here it is:

FYI: Everyone in Obey me! is emotionally constipated as F U C K

I just know that the Obey me lovers are about to come for my soul

Lucifer- pride

Basically a total asshole and prick. He constantly overworks himself. He has threatened to kill the MC many many times. He punishes his brothers in cruel ways. ( A sadist ) To make things better though, he is hot, i’ll give him that.

Mammon- Greed

A thief, will fucking steal from you. He is the MC's best friend and fandom's favorite although he acts greedy like my little brother during Christmas so I fail to see the appeal and cry blood whenever I see smut on him bcz he acts like a spoiled 5 yr old brat who loves his mom but will never admit it. You could hold a gun to his head and force him to say it but he will not

Leviathan- Envy

What a loser, honestly. All my man does is play video games and simp over underage waifu's. ( YOU CANT TELL ME RURI HANNA IS NOT LIKE 8 ) He 10/10 has a body pillow. Also attempted to kill the MC, even though MC is his only friend ( thats sad ). A hardcore gen z and hated by a lot of the fandom. Shut in Otaku and a creepy discord mod.

Satan- Wrath

Daddy issues who?? Lucifer is his dad and he HATES when he is compared to Lucifer because spoiled brat doesn't want to be like that "ugly old man". He was created out of Lucifer's wrath when their sister died and since then everyone sees him as a replacement for their dead sister he hates it. The kind of guy who would smash random objects when angry bcz of temper tantrums. I don’t feel bad for him because??? Daddy issues??? Suck it up, Lucifer isn’t even that bad your just salty he’s hotter. Also purge that outfit rn, that's a crime to fashion.

Asmodeus- Lust

A boy but so girlypop??( No hate I love girlypop boys ) Probs fucked every human, demon and angel in existence. Gossip queen and mean girl. Never trust him with secrets, he would tell the entire school. Horny 24/7, honestly a big cheater and fuckboy. Regina George 2.0, will make fun of your outfit because he wants to look better. That pretty girl that you go to talk to but turns out she has a nasty attitude and talks shit about everyone?? Thats him. Then he gets mad when people call him ugly??? Also compliment fishing on Insta all the time.

Beel - Gluttony ( older twin )

Genuinely sweet. Himbo, super muscular?? He plays sports, that one high school jock that EVERY girl has a crush on. Crying and temper tantrums when he is hungry and not given food. Tried to eat MC when he got hungry- but he apologized to MC and now they are cool. Man child tbh

Belphegor - Sloth ( younger twin )

I bet y’all were WAITING for my opinion on this one

I hate you. Murderer, literally everyone hates him. Nobody in the fandom likes him because he actually succeeded in killing the MC but they were brought back to life by the demon king and his butler. Dangerous mf, MC forgives him though?? Once you get to know him he is just a sleepy baby that wakes up with murder on his mind lol. But then again EVERYONE tried to kill MC, he was the only one that succeeded. Ngl he is pretty bad at pretending to be a defenseless human, I didn’t fall for it but the game made me go in there anyway.

Simeon- angel

My man could rail me but he would hate me irl. Holy man, jesus is good you all are unholy. Sweet? Kind? Talented writer? Grandpa that can't learn to use devices no matter what?? Everything I need in a man. Wears a slutty outfit but acts like he is all angelic and kind. Like- ✨sinful shoulders✨

Solomon- Sorcerer

Grandpa Sol. Can’t cook to save his like, Yor Forger level but even worse. Never eat his cooking, even Beel refuses to eat that monstrosity. Makes the most annoying dad jokes ever like stfu. Sussy Baka fr fr

Luke- cute baby angel

Simeon's adopted son, MC is his role model ( much to Simeon's dismay ) bcz my MC be unholy asf. Loves baking MC sweet things ( Luke pls can I marry your dad-? ) but hates when MC flirts with his father figure ( Isn't stopping me ) He is a chiwawa as per EVERYONE. Woof woof

Barbatos - Hot butler

The demon prince's hot servant, I like the butler kind. Would probably smile while insulting the shit out of you. WIll make you regret all your life decisions. Also has time manipulation where he can look into the future and stop it from happening by turning back time. The demon prince's father figure.

Could you please take me back to when I failed my math test and help me fix it-?

Lord Diavolo- Demon Prince

Demon prince, spoiled child, himbo, MC's source of secret income. When Lucifer doesn't let the MC or brothers do something they talk Lord Diavolo into changing Lucifer's mind. Biggest sweet tooth ever. Daddy Issues 2.0. Sugar daddy material, probably has a secret relationship with Lucifer.

Mc- Human

The most insane human being to ever exist.

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V: The Man: Against A Tree

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See Secret Song Series Masterlist for main series and for more Taehyung content to come.

Summary: Taehyung didn't set out to fuck Sua against a tree at camp but sometimes you have to seize an opportunity. Word Count: 5050 CW: drunk sex, public sex, outdoor sex, pot smoking, alcohol, consequences of outdoor sex

September 2020

Taehyung hadn’t set out with a plan to fuck Sua against a tree in the forest. It just seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

And sure, he’d hoped to have sex with her someday, of course. Sua was that kind of girl who drew people in. She was sociable, funny, elegant, and unbothered all wrapped up in a gorgeous body, gorgeous face, gorgeous smile. What wasn’t to love?

Taehyung had certainly been aware of the hot heiress in his periphery long before he met her through Sasha. He’d even been at a party with her once years before he was anything to remember. She was rich and pretty and the center of attention and not at all interested when he’d briefly tried to flirt. She did not seem particularly impressed by idols in general, much less unknown ones. She wasn’t unkind about his embarrassingly eager attempts to flirt, just uninterested. It had been a time in his life when he’d wanted people to think he was really something, so it had stung, but he didn’t hold that against her.

Now he found that lack of bother refreshing, even if it had tweaked his ego a little that she didn’t remember him at all. That faded quickly though, soothed by the fun he’d had at her birthday party back in May. To date he’d met most of his friends through acting, brief as his foray into that had been. He liked meeting people, especially people he could just relax around and not worry about acting weird or making him uncomfortable because of his day job. He didn’t come from a fame legacy and had been unprepared for the pressures of being in the spotlight 24/7, but at least he was finally building a social circle of people who either understood or didn’t care.

And at the center of that overlap, from such a completely different lifestyle it was hard to fathom, was Sua, who both understood and didn’t care. Not that she was famous, other than occasionally making some noise as a party-hard heiress, but she wasn’t anywhere near the top of the chain and she didn’t want to be. She just wanted to have fun and had no tolerance for uncool people infringing on that good time. And had the money, confidence, and smile to keep people around her in line or cut them out, no mercy. It was impressive.

He had expected to carry that slight embarrassment from before and feel uncomfortable but there was no need for it with her. Sua treated him with that same kindness but lack of interest she had before, only now he found it amusing. He could flirt as outrageously as he wanted with her and she thought it was cute and funny and would flirt right back before giggling and calling him “Sasha’s friend” and turning her attention to someone else. She didn’t give a shit that people orbited her. That was super fucking cool about her.

What were the odds that Jungkook’s non-famous girlfriend would be friends with a minor Korean heiress? He knew from the legendary game of Never Have I Ever that Sua and Sasha had partied together when they were younger though he didn’t know the actual connection. It wasn’t until the first day of the camping trip Sasha had planned for Jungkook’s birthday that he got to learn more detail.

“We got to be friends during Sasha’s wild child phase. We were dating different members of the same band,” Sua answered his question as she floated on her back in the pool. Everyone had crowded in earlier but now most had wandered off and it was only him, Sua, Tori, Jason, and Jimin still paddling around. Taehyung liked being in the water and the sun; he liked having nothing to do but talk to cool people; he liked the bikini Sua was wearing and that she didn’t bother to cover up in the sun like most Korean girls would do. “Fuck off, my freckles are cute,” she had said. They were.

“She was wild? How wild? How wild were you?” Taehyung teased. He remembered the disclosures during that drunk Never Have I Ever game. Sasha and Sua had both confessed to threesomes –but not with each other. Drugs, alcohol, partying. It had been pretty clear to Taehyung –apparently before it was clear to Jungkook– that both Sasha and Sua were bisexual. As for just how much of a party girl Sasha had been, Taehyung was definitely curious but Jungkook had gotten prickly about it when he’d tried to suss it out from Sasha later. He suspected that meant Jungkook didn’t know and wasn’t sure he wanted to know. He was too casual. Taehyung could never be as uncurious as that about his own girlfriend. But hearing now that Sasha had dated a drummer in a rock band, which Jungkook would no doubt find enviably cool, Taehyung wondered if maybe Jungkook was right not to ask too many questions yet. He’d always been insecure with girls.

Sua stretched her arms over her head and joked, “I don’t really remember… that’s the point…”

“Who were you partying with in New York? Both of you?”

“I don’t know, people came and went.”

“Yeah and what did you get up to?”

“Don’t fish for drugs from me, little idol–”

“NO no no,” he quickly corrected, waving his hands, laughing in horror. To be funny, he assured her, “I have my own sources.”

“Uh huh, I bet you do.” She grabbed a float and rolled onto her stomach, staring at him through big dark sunglasses. “Are you trouble? Or just trying to be trouble?”

He grinned, “I’m not trying anything.”

And he wasn’t, not in any seriousness, because he fully expected Sua to just brush him off like she had at every other opportunity he’d taken to flirt.

“I would never betray my queen. You won’t get anything from me to run tell your maknae about.”

“Ah! No,” he assured her. “Don’t tell me about her, I’m asking about you.”

“There’s nothing you need to know about me.”

“Ok all right, I’ll tell you about me instead.” He ignored Jimin’s sputtering laughter behind him; Jungkook was the better wingman in that regard because Jimin lost it too easily and once Jimin started laughing, Taehyung had a hard time not laughing too. He licked his lips, trying to play it cool. 

“What do I want to know about you?” Sua asked, eyebrow arching behind her glasses.

He grinned, “I don’t know, you tell me. I’m an open book.”

“Damn, idols really flirt on next level, huh?” Jason snickered. “This is how I flirt.” He shoved his hands through the water, sending a wave splashing across both Tori and Sua. Both girls yelled and splashed him back, but he had the bigger reach and when it became clear the girls were leaving anyway, Jimin and Taehyung joined the battle.

But as Sua and Tori sauntered away from the pool, he swore Sua glanced over her shoulder at him.

So he just made himself available. Later he just happened to be near her as they ate, then kept away from her as the games kicked off, then just happened to be near her by the fire, then kept away from her again when the dancing amped up. Of course he was dancing, making a fool of himself, having the time of his life with alcohol making him happy, loud, and in love with himself.

Hands on his back made him slowly spin but Sua was not who he had expected to be there. He held his hand out to her, pulling her immediately into a dance hold and trying to get her to waltz with him. 

She was flushed and drunk too and leaned in to complain, “You’re like a ping pong ball.”

“Wha?”

“Here and there, back and forth.”

“Ah so you miss me?” he grinned. Stomach twisting with excitement that she’d noticed him.

“You presume.”

“You notice when I’m gone?” He spun her away and then pulled her back into his arms and she laughed.

“You’re cheeky.”

He gave her a big boxy grin, balling his cheeks up, teasing her instead of trying to play it cool. When she poked her fingers into them, he figured that was the infantilization that would end the faint glimmer of his prospects but she kept dancing around him, singing, swinging her hips closer and closer. 

Eventually she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered, “Wanna smoke?” 

“What do you have?”

She danced away and he followed, playing it cool as they moved through the noise of the main campground to the further tent. He shook away the drunk giggles of a moment ago and tried to sober into someone calmer, cooler. David and Hwan sat behind the tent, feet up on logs as they passed a blunt back and forth.

“Does Sasha know this is here?” Taehyung asked as they both startled at getting caught.

Sua giggled and slid down beside them, “No but she’s busy so what does she need to know?”

“I’m not trouble, you’re trouble,” Taehyung teased. He sank to the ground and accepted the rotation when Sua handed it over. 

“I didn’t bring it, they did.”

David let out a satisfied sigh, “Yeah, it’s vacation, isn’t it? Supposed to be relaxing out here.”

“I’m so fucking glad I’m done with school,” Hwan said. “My program tested us. Instant expulsion. So shitty.”

“What happens if you get busted?” David asked Taehyung.

He shrugged and admitted, “Won’t be good. We’ve got an image, right? Even just cigarettes, vaping– even just when we drink alcohol, someone’s freaking out.”

Sua nudged him with her knee to take it back and mused, “That’s not your first time holding a joint though.” Taehyung just grinned and tilted his head towards her. “Oh, what happened to being an open book?”

“Why, you want to read me?”

“See, this is the thing, we didn’t bring enough unattached girls,” David complained to Hwan. “No one for us to meet out here.”

Sua teased, “How many girls do you think we would have had to bring to find someone willing to hook up with you, huh?”

“Just saying, people are going to be banging tonight and I’m just going to be sitting smoking in the middle of it with this fucker,” he jerked his thumb at Hwan. 

Taehyung listened to their joking and closed his eyes for a moment, letting the hit and the alcohol swirl around in his mind. He could understand what they meant. Fucking someone sounded awesome right now but the choices were null. Michele? Dominique? He worried Jungkook’s possessiveness of Sasha might extend to her roommates… did he care? Ah, he didn’t wnat to cause problems with Jungkook just to get his dick wet; besides, Michele and Dominique didn’t seem even passingly interested in him anyway.

Sua nudged him to hand it back, ignoring Davd’s complaint with a retort, “Oh stuff if, I know you’ve got plenty and I’ve hooked you up plenty of times.”

“I’m surprised you don’t do this kind of thing more often,” Taehyung admitted. “I didn’t see any of this at your birthday party.”

“What, drugs? Are you kidding? Everyone would be fucked in a bad way and that’s not what my parties are about. You want to do that shit, you go somewhere else,” Sua explained. Taehyung liked her explanation. You had to be ballsy to say my parties are so good we don’t even need drugs. She was right about it too. He really admired her attitude. Take what I give you or fuck off and live with the knowledge you missed out. 

He held the hit in his lungs until his eyes burned and then slowly let it out. 

She continued, “Besides, I know too many people who can’t do moderation. I don’t do hard stuff anymore and that’s what sneaks in if you give an inch at those kinds of parties, so I keep it clean.”

“Smart.”

“Yeah, I’m smart. Half my friends would get kicked out of the country, another half would lose their jobs, another half would–”

“Too many halves,” Taehyung snickered.

“Who cares. My point is I have too many friends who are recovered addicts to let my parties be their slippery slope those are the people I love most so zero tolerance there. But smoking a blunt behind a tent with two of my boys? Harmless.” Three Taehyung thought with a frown but he didn’t correct it.

Instead he said, “I get it. It’s cool you have firm boundaries like that.”

“If you don’t set boundaries, someone else sets them for you.”

“That’s…” Hot, he wanted to say but stopped himself. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket and glanced at the overly bright screen. Jimin looking for him. He ignored it; he’d say sorry later. Jimin wouldn’t care about the weed but he wouldn’t join either and Taehyung didn’t feel like getting dragged back to the noisy party yet. He liked talking to Sua and David and Hwan. He liked when Sua sat closer and stroked the hair at the back of his neck. He liked when she nudged him and ordered,

“Come on then.”

“Where we going now?”

“Yeah, Su, where you going?” David asked, laughing at her. Hwan laughed. 

“Doesn’t matter, you’re not invited.”

“Ah, she gets bitey when she’s stoned, don’t let her be mean, Taehyung.”

Sua just laughed at them and flipped them off and slipped her hand into Taehyung’s to pull him back to the path. Taehyung got the distinct impression he’d just been chosen for something and felt an eager thrill in his chest. He wanted to ask her where they were going but thought he’d already asked that. It didn’t matter anyway.

“So…” he said instead, brushing his thumb along her hand. 

“So you want to or what?” she asked. “Too high?”

“I’m not too anything.”

Her smile dazzled as she pulled him in a different direction, away from the campground again but also away from the tents. His mouth was dry, heart rate picking up despite the chill of weed and alcohol as he realized she really meant this. She was down to fuck. 

“Should we find a tent?” he asked her, preparing for whatever might suddenly pop up in their way: no free tents, disagreement about which one to go to, shit, a lack of condom. He patted his pockets but didn’t have anything on him; why would he? 

“Why, you think I’m too good to fuck against a tree?”

The hairs on the back of Taehyung’s neck stood up as blood began to pump even more quickly through his body –largely in one direction.

“Ah, I can do that,” he nodded, while internally rocketing around. Could he? Could he fuck a girl against a tree? Not exactly something he had experience with and the way they’d have to stand... She clicked a flashlight on he didn’t even realize she had and led him off the path. “Is this like a kink of yours or something?”

“Or something,” she nodded. “Why, you too good for it?”

“No. But uh… I gotta go grab a condom–”

“I’ve got one.” She held the foil up in her other hand, then turned and leaned against a tree with the most fuck me gaze anyone had ever given him. 

He took it from her and bent his mouth to hers, clumsy at first as they tried to find the right angle and rhythm for their mouths. 

“Hmmm,” she hummed. “That’s a good mouth.”

“I’d show you what else my mouth can do but uhh, kind of hard against a tree.” He settled for tracing his tongue along her lips instead, licking away the remnants of gloss she’d been applying all day as if they weren’t out in the fucking forest. High maintenance. He liked it. She moaned around his tongue diving into her mouth and it spurred him on, fingers sliding up into her hair to pull it out of the bun.

“Hey.”

“I want it down,” he explained between kisses. She slid her hands around his shoulders, rocking her body against his and Taehyung’s dick twitched to get closer than this. How… exactly was he going to do this? His body was impatient despite his mind trying to slow him down, trying to figure out how, and how best, and reminding him this is your chance, don’t disappoint! Don’t fuck it up!

Sua was even more impatient. She lifted her leg and pressed his hand around it to hold it up, making it easier to grind against her as their mouths trailed sloppy kisses over necks and chins, like they were battling to see who could leave the messiest love bite. 

“Don’t wait for me to blow you. I’m not getting on my knees out here.”

He laughed at her bluntness.

“Yeah, wouldn’t want to scare you off anyway,” he countered.

“Hm? Why? You got something impressive?”

“You’ll let me know.”

She literally purred against his mouth and he thrust against her, body on one track now. 

“Big talk.”

Taehyung just chuckled. There were plenty of things he was self conscious about, or wished could be different, or spent time and money making different, but the size of his dick wasn’t one of them. But he didn’t just rest on his size, that wasn’t enough, he prided himself on not being selfish in the bedroom. An ex had told him you look like someone who’s selfish when they fuck. She had sucked. Not in a good way. And he took pride in surprising people whenever he could and he’d surprised her too, at least in that way.

He tugged at the front of her button-up shorts and pointed out, “These are in the way.”

“Yeah well I’m not getting naked out here so get creative.”

“Hmmm…” He slid his hand down to the hem of them and grinned when he realized they were so short he could slip his fingers up. Her gasp and groan were almost as good as the wetness that met him as soon as he breached her panties.

“Ah, you’ve been thinking about me a lot, huh?” he teased. There wasn’t much space to explore in the confines of her shorts but at least it was easy to tease her hole for a minute and then slide right in.

“So you are as bratty as you look.”

He was too drunk to stop his mouth, because he got the sense she wanted him like that. He could be other ways too! But not right now. Right now he was fingering an intimidating woman in the forest on a camping trip and he understood he had to keep up.

“Really? You’re going to call me bratty while you’re sucking on my fingers like that?” he taunted, curling them deep inside her. He loved that she didn’t quiet her moan, just pressed her mouth to his and rocked on his hand. 

Belatedly he realized she was tugging the waistband of his shorts down; his senses were all over the place right now, some things dull, some heightened. The slick sounds of her pussy seemed particularly loud, even under the dull distant noise of the music; but he kept forgetting they were kissing, mouths on autopilot as her hands stroked his cock.

“Oh. I see why you’re so smug.” 

He chuckled, not denying it. But Sua was classy enough not to ask the question he hated, that he’d been asked too many times, so which one of you is the biggest? She just slid her hands up and down, pulling him hard against her stomach, overwhelming him with touch in his weakened state. If she refused to use her mouth though, a dry handy wasn’t what he wanted. He unbuttoned the front of her jean shorts and tugged them down her thighs, panties too.

“Too naked?” he asked.

“Yeah, so cover me up.” She turned around and popped her ass out at him as he leaned back enough to open and roll on the condom. Her ass was practically glowing in what moonlight made it through the trees and the flashlight at an angle on the ground, but still he had to move somewhat by touch, dragging the head of his cock along her slit to steal her moisture and find the right spot. A shiver rolled up his spine. 

“Aren’t you going to say to let you know if it hurts?”

“I guess you will.”

“Tae,” she laughed and slapped her hand back at him and that made his head spin as much as the excitement about getting to fuck her. 

He eased into her, biting back his own groan of pleasure so he could hear every noise she made as her pussy sucked him deeper. She pressed her hands against the tree and arched her back like a stretching cat, lewd moaning music to his ears. “Fuck you’ve got a good cock.”

“Yeah? You regret ignoring me at that party years ago?”

“Nah, bet you didn’t know how to use it back then.”

He pulled her up higher by the hips and slid out and back in, rocking his hips to get a rhythm going. She was tight and warm around him, gripping him so well he couldn’t hold back the groan from deep in his chest. Thank fuck she was almost as tall as she was but her legs shook and he took pity on her –and mostly just wanted to play with her tits. He leaned forward around her, hands sliding up beneath her shirt to squeeze and giving him a better angle to rock into her.

“Oh fuuuck,” she groaned, bouncing back against him. It didn’t matter how smug he acted, he liked to hear he felt good. The desire to please was always at least a few marks bigger than his belief he could. But intoxication made him a little rougher than he might have been otherwise; he squeezed harder, he thrust harder, he grinned when she moaned loudly. 

“You trying to get us caught?”

“I don’t give a fuck,” she laughed. He spanked her ass, so cute bouncing against his hips, and his reward was her slamming back against him. His own groan rivaled hers, a duel of skin slapping and chests heaving. 

The height was annoying though, he had to bend his knees just enough to bother him when he wanted to be able to just fuck. 

“I’m taking these off,” he warned her and then pushed her pants and panties the rest of the way down.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

“You already said that,” he laughed and spun her around and pushed her back against the tree.

“Ah! The bark hurts.”

He just kissed away her complaint and lifted her knee to his hip. She did the work of guiding him back into her, both crying out as he sank back in to the hilt, so deep he felt like he’d melted into her. She’d saved her pubic hair down to a thin line and he scratched his fingers at it; too short to pull, unfortunately. He slid his hand around behind her and pressed deep. 

“That’s better,” he grunted into her mouth, bracing her ass against his hands to protect her from the back. He gripped her ass, not quite holding her up but close enough as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rocked hard against him. They found a sick rhythm, bodies crashing together so hard he had to hold his breath to not just erupt in her already. 

“You’re quiet,” she teased, biting his earlobe so hard he cried out. “Balls starting to twitch?” His answer was a groan as she reached down and batted at them, then squeezed. He grunted but held himself back, wanting to impress her with his stamina even though time had no meaning right now. “Huh, baby? You ready to cum?”

“Not yet. You?”

“Fuck, fuck me harder, I want to.” 

He lifted her other leg up, fucking her with both wrapped around his waist, but as sexy as it was, it was short lived. Instead he sat on the ground, bare ass on this crumpled shorts, and pulled at her hips to get her riding.

“This is my favorite,” she admitted and didn’t even fuss when he pushed her shirt up so he could suck at her tits. They were cute and small and she pulled his hair when he bit. It was hard not to bite though, it hadn’t even been on purpose, but she rode so hard. When her breath got shorter and sharper, he sucked on her neck instead and slid his hand down to rub against her clit. Her rhythm changed immediately, shorter, sharper thrusts as she let her head fall back and shouted. She was beautiful cumming on him, it made him completely immune to the sticks and leaves digging into his bare ass now as she twisted and tightened. She held his hand against her for a moment then pushed it suddenly away.

“Fine, stand up,” she said, easing slowly off his dick with a wince.

“Huh?”

“I’ll suck you off. I want to.”

“Yeah?” He throbbed at the lack of her grip and regretted not having cum with her but this was an unexpected turn. It might have to do with the way she kept twitching. “Did you cum really hard?” he grinned, then quickly added, “Felt like it.” Even though he really couldn’t tell much.

“Careful with that ego or I’ll ruin your orgasm.”

“That’s fine, I’ll enjoy that too.”

She laughed, “I knew it. Knew you were trouble.” He wished it were true but he didn’t feel much like the trouble one as she rolled the condom off and tossed it to the side. Her mouth and hands took over and Taehyung let his head fall back against the tree in surrender. Sua knew what she was doing, like fuck. He barely had to rock his hips for how aggressively she worked him, head bobbing, tongue swirling, saliva pooling around the corners of her mouth and dripping down. 

“Sorry,” she giggled at one point before spitting on his dick. “I get kind of hungry when I smoke.”

“For dick?”

“Or pussy.”

“Yeah. I like pussy.” He said it before his brain had vetted the comment. He wasn’t quite in his own body right now.

She either didn’t hear or was too stoned to worry about it either. He could feel himself dissolving into nothing, into just a wisp of wind, all his atoms swirling around the wall of her throat squeezing his cockhead.

“Big,” she mumbled and took him deep again and looked up at him with watery eyes that caught the moonlight. 

He lost it, barely had time to grip her head and press forward. She spluttered and squeezed his dick and then slapped his balls, pain searing through the immense pleasure, all twisted together. He shouted, feeling like he’d rupture a blood vessel if he didn’t make noise. 

She pulled off his cock and wiped at her mouth as he sank to the ground beside her and pulled her against him to kiss with the last remnants of his energy. 

“You’re good at that,” he panted, dick still twitching with sensitivity. 

“You’re a bit of an asshole, huh? Could have warned me.”

“You looked good with your lips around me.”

She giggled and corrected, “I look good no matter what I’m doing.”

“Especially cumming in my lap.”

She did that purring thing again. It was sexy as fuck. His smile was sincere as his mind dipped and spun and debated whether to settle into sleepiness or try and rally for another round.

“Thanks for the dick, Tae.” She smiled and kissed him, a little more sweetly this time, then swiftly rose and grabbed her pants and panties. He watched with wide eyes as she simply walked off, swinging them in one hand, flashlight in the other, leaving him dick out in the dark. He couldn’t be unhappy about it though. He was sweaty and sticky and balls empty and that was a fucking great way to end the night. 

It took his last bit of strength to pull his pants back on and use the light from his phone to find his way back to camp. He passed Jimin on the way to the tent who could guess what had happened just from the look on his face; he shifted instantly from about to scold for ignoring him to laughing and shoving Taehyung’s shoulder towards their tent and the sweet collapse of bed. 

Maybe Sua didn’t consider that very wild, but Taehyung had never fucked outside and felt really fucking good about it. He fell asleep with a smile on his face and more than a couple bug bites on his ass, worth every one of them.

Taehyung had been back for a whole day before the bug bites seemed to get worse. He couldn’t stop itching his ass and ankles and a strip on his arm, the little red spots turning into irritated blisters. They had a weird shape to them too and he began to worry they weren’t bugbites at all, especially when a few of them started to ooze.

Before he could even begin to wonder what the fuck, had he caught something, Sua texted.

[Sua]: OMFG DO YOU HAVE POISON IVY TOO?!

[Taehyung]: FUCK is that what this is?????

[Sua]: SHIT

[Sua]: it’s on my ass and my legs and my tits!

[Taehyung]: deserved, you gave me love bites on my neck and I’ve got this shit on my ass

[Sua]: well you liked it and now I hope you enjoy your poison ivy too

[Taehyung]: you’re the one who wanted it against a tree

[Sua]: not my fault blame it on the alcohol

[Taehyung]: worth it

[Taehyung]: I think

[Taehyung]: we’ll see how bad this rash gets and 

[Sua]: such a brat

[Taehyung]: let me know if it shows up on your puss and you need any help with that cream

[Sua]: yeah I’ll be sure to let you know

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 54. brb x oc

a/n: Nix and Rooster are like siblings and they fight as such.

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: kinda suggestive???? it's rooster so I think it's to be expected HAH

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There were very rare times the whole Dagger Squad had lunch together, but today was one of those days. He wasn’t complaining, as much as he talked shit about his friends jokingly, he liked them. They were his family after all, they were his groomsmen and Beatrice’s bridesmaids…and they were all assholes that he held dearly in his heart.

So having them sitting down with him and Mav was great, they all talked about random topics until the subject of Nicole came up. And since he loved talking about Nicole, his whole demeanor lit up the second his daughter’s name popped up.

“Look at you,” Phoenix smirks, sipping her juice, “A full on girl dad.”

“Honestly,I always thought Rooster would be a girl dad.” Fanboy adds, taking a bite of his sandwich.

Rooster crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back on his seat to give his friends a look, “How so?”

Fanboy blinks at him, then shrugs, “I dunno, you kinda remind me of my brother when he had my niece. I guess that’s why.”

What a great explanation. But Rooster just chuckled softly, shaking his head with his eyebrows up, “Alright…well, since you guys asked, Nikki is fine.” he smiles, “She’s…getting bigger every day and God she has so much hair on her head. Bea thinks we’ll be able to put it in pigtails soon.” and it was the cutest thought in his mind. Honestly thinking about his daughter was always welcome.

That and thinking about Beatrice helped as well.

“And how’s Bea?” Halo asks, ripping the plastic wrap that kept her chocolate muffin fresh and soft, “We saw her at the bar but we didn’t talk to her too much.”

“She’s fine.” he hesitated in elaborating that she wasn’t feeling the greatest these past weeks, “It’s not easy,but she’s fine. She’s doing a great job.” and his voice goes soft every time he talks about her. It was so endearing that no one else was surprised, some actually rolled their eyes once he started speaking.

“Of course she is,”Payback smirks, gesturing at Rooster with his soda can, “If the stupid look in your face is any answer, she’s doing pretty fine.”

Rooster just chuckles, because well,he’s right isn’t he? He’s pretty stupid for her, in any way or another, there’s no one who could make his massive frame melt into a goop of love and adoration like Beatrice does.

Which is why he was so vocal about her cousins acting up, being stupid to her,  being mean and rude without a reason. Beatrice was worth the fight, if there was any. He hoped it wouldn’t go that far, especially because her parents might join the celebration as well… but they should be prepared in any case. 

“Maybe I’m not that subtle.” He shrugs “Not that I’d want to be, you know,” and the almost expected.”uh-huh” coming from the others only made him laugh, until he felt his phone vibrate.

Bradley wasn’t worried when Beatrice messaged him, she always did and honestly he was waiting for it a lot more that morning because he wanted to know what her siblings said. So when she finally texted him, he stopped eating to check his phone, smiling at her little greeting before she started speaking.

Bea (12:14)

Hi Roos!Good morning! I hope you are having a good lunch! I talked to the others and they aren’t happy with this situation either. Mikey,Marina and Leo are coming with us to the triplets’ place.

Roos (12:15)

Hey gorgeous, good morning. My lunch is pretty good :) also I’m glad to hear that everyone else is just fed up with them as much as we are. I feel like this was a long time coming, huh?

Bea (12:16)

It was! Well, I just hope everything goes well. They are so annoying Roos. Not even GUI managed to calm everyone down like usual…it was really funny. But besides that, well, that’s what happened. And so we will go there and, you know, do something about it.

It was adroable how she sometimes rambled even in text, it honestly filled his heart with even more warmth than before. As he typed to Beatrice, the Dagger Squad watched, as in watched him intensely, even slowing their chewing to pay even more attention.

Rooster looked up from his phone with his brow up, then frowned, flicking his gaze back down.

Roos (12:18)

Gorgeous, can I give you a call? There are some people who don’t know about personal space.

Bea (12:18)

Personal space??...Oh!You mean the guys? Sure thing! Haha

He stands to his feet, letting out a quiet ‘excuse me’ as he walks away from the table, he was done eating anyway, already pressing the quick dial as he gets far enough from the group, ignoring the teasing sounds they threw his way with an eyeroll.

He leans his shoulder against the wall, far from where the Squad was, and waits for her to pick up. “Hi,Roos!” he’s smiling as he hears her voice, there was no way this woman wasn’t aware of how much she affected him, there was no way, “At a safe distance?”

“Yes,ma’am.” he looks back to where the group was, now too busy talking amongst themselves to pay attention to him, “Safe indeed…anyway, what else happened? Anything else you wanna tell me?”

“Well,as I said the others are going too, they are all tired of the triplets doing this. And they do this to us only you know? Our other cousins just hate them but they have never called them or did any of the bullshit they are doing right now.” She moves around a bit and he smiles more when he hears Nicole’s gentle noises in the background. “Marina thinks it’s petty…but it’s not petty is it?”

“...It is a bit petty,gorgeous.”

“Oh.”

“But sometimes it’s what has to be done.” he reassures her, turning his wedding ring on his finger with his thumb as he says, “Did you guys plan anything that I should be let in on?”

“Huh?Oh! Thanks for reminding me,well,so, my aunt’s house is a beach house, it’s pretty big and that's all…uh…I don’t know, it’s big. Michael suggested we show up dressed the best, literally pull out whatever expensive stuff we have inside the closets to visit them. Of course they’ll try to say they are the best or whatever, but we can have the upper hand…in a way.”

“That’s fair,” he chuckles, “I wouldn’t mind it. I have some stuff saved up.”

“I know you do…I really like that royal blue suit you have…and the um, the yellow flowers shirt.”

“...oh?” Amazing how easy it was to notice how flustered she got, even through the phone, “Is that right?”

“Y-Yeah,I mean…it’s nice and it’s um…it’s nice.”

Bradley licks his lips before speaking, shaking his head with amusement, “Whatever you want, gorgeous. I can wear that…maybe, just the shirt if it’s too hot.” he murmured, keeping his voice low to prevent any officer from hearing it, “Keep it unbuttoned just how you like it.”

If Beatrice was drinking something, she choked, then coughed quietly, with gentle cursing leaving her lips in whispers, “I-I wouldn’t mind that.” a few more coughs “I…I wouldn’t at all.”

“Mmm…” he sounds way too pleased with himself, “What about you? Any outfit in mind?”

“Honestly, no,I might take a look and see what I can get? I know there is some stuff I have saved up and all…I just,well,I don’t know. There are some summer dresses that could be fancy,right?”

“I love when you wear those dresses,” he whispers just so she could hear, “Reminds me of the first time I saw you wearing one…remember? At Nat’s place?”

“...you mean at the barbecue after I got drunk?”

“You weren’t drunk, you were adorably buzzed.” he remembers how her cheeks were flushed, how her eyes were glazed yet focusing just on him, “And you tried to make me wear your ring.”

“...I did?”

“Yes, baby, don’t you remember? You held my finger up and tried to put it on, but my fingers were too big.”

Beatrice was silent on the other end, but he could hear her inhaling to speak for a few seconds, “I…I don’t remember that…but um…well, you do have big fingers.” and his mouth curled up into a smirk at the stammering, “And…big hands.”

“Baby…” he warns quietly, “You know there’s only so much you can say when I’m not home…who knows what’s going to happen once I get there?”

“Hah, well…I mean…would you be opposed to it?”

God help him, she was going to end him one of these days, “...never, gorgeous.” he replies huskily, rubbing his thumb nail against the paint on the wall, the small crack flaking under his touch, “But we have to take Nikki to your parents tonight too, so, maybe…something quick?”

“Rooster.”

“What? You know I would love it.”

He could almost feel her blush through the phone, her soft embarrassed giggle muffled by a hand as she walked around the house, “I’ll think about that.” she says finally, “Oh! Another thing, Marcus called.”

“Marcus?”

“Mhm!He’s in Greece but he wanted to congratulate us on Nikki and um, you know, everything else.” she explains, he hears the sound of Jolene’s claws clicking behind her as she walked - amazing how he could figure out which dog it was just by their walking - “And…well, he asked if I wanted to do another photoshoot.”

Bradley blinked, stopping messing with the wall to lean his back against it, digging one of his hands into his pants pocket, “Really?” she hums positively, “Huh, well, what do you think then?”

“I don’t know…I mean, it’d be nice,I like Marcus–”

“I like him too,especially when he makes bikinis for you that I can enjoy~”

“You are terrible,”  she laughs again, humming at the end of her sentence “It’s just…I don’t know,I’m a mom now, I’d have to check the ‘Nikki Schedule’.”

Bradley blinked, still spinning his wedding ring on his finger, licking his lips before speaking, “What’s bothering you about it? I can hear it in your voice.”

She groans like a child that was just caught grabbing something she shouldn’t have, “I don’t know,I’m still…having thoughts about my body,I want to…go back to my old size,I guess.”

“Baby…listen, I love you regardless, you know that right?” he asks and she hums again, agreeing with his words, “Thing is, if appearance is the main issue, you know Marcus wouldn’t think that’s enough reason considering your first photoshoot was based because of your body…your very, very nice, soft body…” he trailed off, brain filling with thoughts and images that he shouldn’t have now, “...I’m getting distracted, but if you fear you aren’t going to do good because of that…gorgeous.”

“I know,I’m overreacting…but I’ll have to think about it.”

“Did he say what this new photoshoot will be for?Maybe…another set of bikinis?”

Beatrice laughs in the other line, the sound of Nicole’s mobile adding in the background, “I don’t know, he just said it’ll be based on Greek Goddesses and such…”

“Well, don’t you have some Greek descent too? Maybe it’s right up your alley.” he knows she’s still worried, so he just softens his tone, “Gorgeous, whatever you want to do,I’ll support it. If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to.”

“I know,Roos.” comes her gentle reply “And I appreciate it so much. You always support me a lot…and you always ask for my opinion and…yeah…”

“Well,I love you for starters.” its his laughed reply, his chest bubbling with emotion, she really made him feel like a teenager again and he loved  it, “And I love seeing you happy, opening up to me…and so on. I just want you to be okay.”

Her silence should be worrying, but he hears the soft huffed laugh that leaves through her nostrils, amusement, adoration with a hint of disbelief almost, “I am okay. I am more than okay. I have you.”

Rooster drops his head with the phone still on his ear, flushed just the tiniest bit, “I’ll have you know that made me blush.” he says, feeling his cheeks warm up ,”And that you’re getting better every day at it, pretty girl.”

“I aim to be the best.” she giggles “Oh, is it time for you to go back yet?”

He blinks, “I don’t know, is it?” he didn’t even notice, but when he looks back to where the squad was, he sees that only Nat was left, holding the arm that had her watch, tapping the screen repeatedly with an amused grin, “...well…I think it is.”

“It’s okay…” a pause “Was it Nat that showed you the time?”

“Oh,hey, come on. Rude, it’s not like I can’t do it.” he laughs though, walking back to where the female pilot was ,”Yeah, it was her.”

“Tell her hi for me!” God, her voice was so sweet, she was so sweet. He missed her so much already. “And well, have a good day. I’ll see you later?”

“You know it,gorgeous…I love you.”

“I love you too! Bye Roos! Nikki says bye too!”

He pulls the phone back,ending the call and sliding it into his pocket only to see Nat’s amused eyes, her arms crossed over her bust, “What?” she just raises her arms in defense, walking alongside him out of the cafeteria, “Don’t judge me.”

“Who says I’m judging? It’s adorable.” she smiles, then nudges his shoulder, “Those Schiavonis…they can latch on you like nothing else.”

Bradley smirks down at her, seeing how Nat’s eyes soften as she recalls something in the back of her mind, “How’s Umberto?”

“He’s great.” she says sweetly, “We talked yesterday…he’s going to be deployed in a couple days…I met his family by the way.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah, his dad took us on his yacht.” Rooster couldn’t help but chuckle after she said that, “It was really fun…I like him.”

“Obviously.” it was something she said to him every time he mentioned Beatrice and it felt so good to say it to her. Nat just rolled her eyes, playfully shoving his shoulder as the two walked along. Deployment…strange, he wasn’t thinking about it but since Nat mentioned Umberto…he had to admit he was nervous about going.

For obvious reasons, but especially about leaving Beatrice and Nikki alone. Beatrice is still getting better from her postpartum depression, there were bouts of sadness in her that she refused to tell him, he knew…he just didn’t want her to feel alone in there,alone with Nikki, even if she had others surrounding her and helping her, it wasn’t something he could get out of his mind.

He didn’t know when they’d be deployed again, maybe it was for the best, but he knew he had to mentally prepare himself when he did leave. Because he missed Beatrice before, but now? Now he misses Bea and Nikki.

Maybe he shouldn’t worry so much, especially because of anticipation.He should let things go by, worry when it was time to worry.

“...Rooster?” Nat’s questioning tone snaps him back into reality, when he turns to face her he sees her brown going up, “Everything okay?”

“Everything is fine.” he tells her, “I’m just thinking about some things.”

“...okay?”

Of course she wouldn’t let it go, so he sighs out tiredly, “I’m thinking how it’ll be when I get deployed again, it’ll be…weird. I just want Bea to be okay with Nikki when I’m gone.” he explains, and when Nat asks him why she wouldn’t be, he just says, “I don’t know, it’s just something I’ve been thinking, it’ll be a lot of stress.”

“Well, she won’t be alone right?”

Bradley sighs through his nose, “No, but still-”

“Ah…I see.” Nat’s amused grin leaves him confused, “Your daughter has you in her little hand just like Bea did, obviously. That’s why.”

…well,she wasn’t wrong.

So he just huffs out a laugh, shoving Nat gently to the side only to receive a punch to the arm. He unfortunately forgot how powerful her punches were and immediately winced, recoiling further away from, rubbing his sore arm, “She’ll be fine,Rooster.” she is just giving him a look, one that said ‘you are worrying too much’ “She’d want you to trust her with that.”

“I do.”

“Then don’t worry so much. You are still in Cali.” she gestures to their surroundings, “Worry when you are about to leave…plus, I’m sure Bea would appreciate that too.”

“...yeah, you are right.” his arm still hurt, “Also, don’t punch me again.”

“No promises.”

[salti-thelatediagnosedautist]

The emotional whiplash of a late autism diagnosis.

When I first thought about reaching out for an autism diagnosis, I did not expect the emotional roller-coaster it put me through.

I had suspected I was autistic since 13 years old. I was self diagnosed since 18 years old. I’m now 22, meaning I had related to and thought about being autistic for close to a decade.

Basically, I thought I was really comfortable with the idea of being autistic. It felt right, it felt good to know what was “wrong” with me. Even whilst going through the assessment process I was ecstatic. I was so excited to finally be able to confidently say “I am autistic”. Or be able to explain away my oddities and struggles. To finally be able to prove why I struggle with certain things.

Even for a few days after my diagnosis, I was so happy. I finally had my answer. I was right all along, I am autistic.

Then, “oh shit. I’m autistic. I will be autistic, for my whole life...”.

Complete, joyful certainty, was followed by doubt, fear and shame.

I am going to be autistic for the *rest* of my existence. I am going to be disabled for the rest of my existence. I am going to struggle with my sensory issues, my social struggles, my difficulty with connection, my sense of feeling out of place...

... for the rest of my life.

It almost felt like a death sentence, despite having been so comfortable with the diagnosis before I got professionally assessed.

Realising that I was actually a medically, 100% authentic, autisitic meant that I had to face the fact that I would NEVER be neurotypical. I can NEVER be normal. This is who I am, forever.

Yes, there are treatments and therapies and meds, but this won’t just go away. Being diagnosed doesn’t make it go away. It makes you realise just how permanent it is.

So, for a few weeks after my diagnosis, I have been grieving. I know that sounds weird but the idea of who I was, am, and will be, has had to completely change for me.

I will never be able to overcome my autistic traits. I thought through self improvement and hard work I could overcome my social anxiety, food aversions, high sensitivity and social blindness. But I won’t. Not completely. I can manage my traits and work on lessening their effect, but autism will ALWAYS influence my life.

Another aspect of being diagnosed that was depressing to me was realising how much time I wasted trying to be neurotypical. I’m an autistic person who tends to mask... a lot. I even referred to myself in the past as a chronic people pleaser... during some points of my life I feel as though I completely lost my identity to masking. To trying to be something I wasn’t.

I’ve had to realise how much time I wasted trying to make myself normal. Years of my life. My entire highschool experience, entire jobs... wasted to the mask. (Masking is not necessarily bad I just personally took it too far).

The part that hurts the worst to me, is realising that I never had a chance. I thought if I masked enough I would pass as normal, be able to live a neurotypical life.

But I never had even a sliver of a chance at succeeding at being neurotypical. At being “normal”. All my efforts were basically for nothing.

I’m sure now that people have always been able to tell I was different, an oddity, perhaps just a bit “eccentric”. But little-me was always destined to fail.

I was always destined to run into major burn out. Masking 24/7 for literal years was guaranteed to destroy my mental health and ruin my identity, self confidence and self worth.

The other aspect I struggled to comes to terms with is how no-one noticed. Looking back at my childhood, I feel as though it is extremely obvious I was struggling. I had few friends, was very emotional, very withdrawn. But because I was doing well in school and could talk no one seemed to want to look further into me.

I know that my lack of a diagnosis was not from a lack of love from my parents. I know that logically. Yet I can’t help but feel betrayed. They didn’t notice such a pervasive and destructive disability (only destructive because of my lack of understanding at the time) in their own kid. I question if they cared, if they loved me. If any of my teachers even gave a shit about me.

But despite all this, I feel as though I am slowly coming to terms with what being autistic will mean for me, and for my life. Being able to identify as disabled has made self compassion so much easier for me already.

To finish off, I want to let you all know that this is my warning. Self diagnosis is a wonderful thing. But no matter how comfortable you feel with your self diagnosis, if you go to get a professional diagnosis please be prepared for a LOT of feelings. It’s a lot to process. Please be kind to yourself. <3

[suchafuckingriot]

Tubbo IS DONE with tommy asking if hes hot so hes like fuck it whatever

kind of derailing from the ask, but i feel like tubbo doesn’t really care about tommy flirting with him as much as people make it out to be. don’t get me wrong, tommy definitely has a history of taking it too far and actually making tubbo upset, and tubbo definitely doesn’t like it, but i feel like people blow it way out of proportion. i think tubbos main problem with it is it happening in front of an audience, you know?

i say that because clingy is 100% an off camera relationship, despite the fact that they make content together, and i think their dynamic is completely different (to an extent) when they’re not in front of the internet. i think this is one of the parts where the distinction between “tommy” and “tubbo” versus “tom” and “toby” really matters. the way tubbo talks about tommy (tom) when asked about him completely misaligns with the perception and character of “tommy”, which is usually the persona that people are asking about. i think he’s even said on stream after being asked how he feels about tommy that people don’t seem to understand that tommy isn’t “tommy” all the time, that he really doesn’t behave like that 24/7. that tubbo sees him as a good friend and a good person. if you ask tubbo about tommy, he doesn’t think about “tommy”, he thinks about tom.

point being, i really don’t think tubbo (toby) gives much of a shit about the slightly more “homoerotic” instances of their relationship in real life, and i don’t think tommy (tom) creates those instances anywhere near as much as he does on camera. one example could be the tubbo alt stream where tommy runs from his office to tubbos house and complains that tubbo didn’t give him a big hug and a little kiss for it, to which tubbo tells tommy, “what, you want a little kiss? i’ll give you a little kiss”, smirking and obviously fucking with tommy. tommy immediately backs down, of course, and tubbo says he didn’t think so. it’s only one instance, but i think it’s a good example of the fact that their relationship isn’t just this one sided thing people act like it is. tubbo isn’t this prudish, virginal, innocent little bumblebee people treat him like, and tommy isn’t as much of a boldfaced shithead as he pretends he is. i think realistically, in real life, they are a normal pair of best friends that aren’t any more or less weird about each other than the average friendship. if tommy asks tubbo what he thinks of his new haircut, tubbo is gonna tell him without any of the “ew why you asking me get your own damn opinion 🙄” he would normally give on camera.

with that in mind, something else to consider is tommy’s content brain and how acutely aware he is of what people like about his dynamics with other people and how to hit each of those points perfectly. the best examples of it are clingyduo and crimeboys. he understands the key principles of their dynamic, particularly the fact that tommy is obsessed with tubbo and how that makes him act. that’s where the gay jokes and possessiveness and controlling nature come from, even if they do stem from tommy and tubbos genuine dynamic, especially when they were younger. back then it was charming and sweet because they were just that excited to play with each other, now it’s frustrating because it’s just tommy being mean to tubbo. plus, sometimes tommy antagonizing tubbo is really to try and make tubbo laugh, because sometimes it does work! my clingy cinematic parallels post is an example.

if tommy’s drive to push the dynamic is his content brain, tubbos resistance against it is his want for privacy. people often ask how tubbo went from “i don’t blame people who ship us” to where he is now, but i think tubbos original statement is pretty self explanatory. i mean, they’re literally called clingyduo. they both very obviously display a lot of affection towards each other, and they can’t really hide it because it’s part of their natural chemistry. speaking from personal experience, when you have a relationship like that, people pick up on it and they get fucking ANNOYING. depending on the kind of person you are or what you value, you react differently to people being weird about it. some people (tommy) lean into it, play it up, stick up a middle finger. other people (tubbo) retreat, keep that relationship more private, stick the middle finger up behind their back. best example of this in action is when tommy says i love you or something else sweet to tubbo and tubbo responds "people dont take it like that". if tubbo played along with the bit, he would get chained to it, and the audience would ruin his relationship with tommy. obviously he doesn't want that, cue the tubbo shutting almost all tommy affection/gaybaiting down.

anyways. i think i'm probably talking to a wall and people are already aware of everything i talked about. plus it's not even a very good essay. however i'm tired of the way people treat clingy and how it feeds into infantilizing tubbo, which i've been seeing a lot of lately. idk. conclusion: i don't think tommy is as weird about tubbo irl and i don't think tubbo cares as much if he is either. i'm tired of seeing clingy stepping on each other's toes get treated so weird. toodles!

[msparp-hell]

On the person calling everyone pedophiles, I see them entertain asks that like, suggest having Underage means grooming is easier and as a victim I kinda lost my shit because my grooming happened from people who were morally against underage, noncon and incest. Like, straight up the fictional morals didn’t match their actions, I was groomed through the ro community on a few different occasions.

And basically I’m tired of the rhetoric that like, it’s safer if you ban that topic because you get rid of the grooming tool. Which no, you don’t. The roleplaying is the grooming tool and there’s no wat to get rid of it to protect it. I want, so desperately, for people to stop pretending that like, there isn’t a cognitive dissonance with people who hurt kids, and that these people don’t openly say they hate and want to kill pedophiles as well.

It’s tiring and frustrating and just enables grooming and as someone who never takes part in these discussions, I hate that I am always triggered under the guise of protecting survivors and kids.

It makes me feel like they don’t care about grooming survivors UNLESS they got groomed by underage, which, hate to break it to everyone who was groomed by it, it’s actually very rare for sexual content or porn to be used unless the minor was already engaging and positive to that, because it’s too risky.

Grooming is about building trust and rapport, Roleplaying is so easy to do, and to gain an emotional investment in the characters.

And considering at no point did I rp a minor with an adult (unless you count a sfw parent and child RP between me and my groomer, after we had characters that were adults in a relationship beforehand), and I still ended up being groomed, I think these people are stupid and I’m sick and tired of being triggered because people are acting like my groomers and their enablers 24/7 when talking about an ADULT ONLY RP SITE!!!

I don’t even really use MXRP except to write with my partner nowadays, but like, I can guarantee I have seen more open pedophiles in sfw, anti-pedophilia chat groups than I have nsfw/18+, underage allowed chat groups.

Because one typically has a higher rate of minors than the other one. And typically these people get into positions of power and make friends with people in charge and then get away with it. They’re usually beloved by communities or friends with people who are.

Openly being into lolisho and underage content typically makes that very hard and harder still to get into consistent contact with minors, especially to build up trust and rapport.

i mean yeah what's gonna have more groomers, the "18+ no kids allowed and if you're even 51% suspected of being a kid you get banned" group or the "this is a safe place for kids to be uwu" group??? no fucking brainer lmao

i would be much more concerned about children being around adults who bill themselves as Safe For Kids Trust Me than ones who are like "begone minor" like, uh, every single platform (sans older iterations of msparp) ive ever seen that has underage content on it lmfao

people act like parp inherently had groomers bc it allowed underage when it was really bc its old management (and that of adjacent sites e.g. charat) were just... straight up groomers who allowed and encouraged minors writing nsfw on the site

[mcfiddlestan]

Fic Passage Game: From "You can have half."

Say something, you idiot.

“How have you —“

“Happy Birth —“

They started to speak at the same time and followed it up with an awkward chuckle.

“Sorry.”

Loki grinned. “I was just going to say happy birthday.”

“Oh. Thank you. Here’s to twenty-four, eh?” He mock-toasted with a tootsie roll, making Loki laugh, and took a bite of it. “So, Thor’s here? I didn’t see him around.”

“He’s here,” Loki answered, nodding. “He’s probably in one of your dozens of bedrooms upstairs. His girlfriend from back home accompanied us, so...”

“Girlfriend? Since when?”

Loki smirked. “They broke up after high school, when he left for college. They didn’t think the long distance would work since she stayed to go to a school closer to home. He went back to visit a few months ago and ran into her at the shop she manages. They hadn’t seen each other in a while, but sparks flew again, I guess.”

“Hm,” Tony hummed leaning on the counter with one hand. “Well, good for him. She cute?”

A snort escaped Loki, more at Tony than the question itself. “Yes, actually, she’s beautiful. If I was into girls…”

Tony’s brows rose, his expression impressed. “Oh really?” They both enjoyed a laugh when Loki blushed again. After their laughter faded, though, it got awkwardly quiet again. Tony tried to think of something to get Loki talking again — because holy fuck his voice did things to him — and he managed to say the first thing that came to mind. “How’s it going with that Bucky guy?”

The humor faded from Loki’s face and Tony wondered if that was a subject he wasn’t supposed to approach. Loki cleared his throat. “Erm, we’re not — that didn’t — we didn’t really see each other for very long.”

“Oh…?” He’d heard through mutual friends that Loki had started seeing some long-haired, motorcycle riding baseball player about a month after they stopped seeing each other. He wasn’t jealous at all. But he also wasn’t mad that they couldn’t make it work either. “So, what was it? No connection? Busy schedules?”

Loki looked down at his lap, a wide grin curving his lips. “No,” he said on a chuckle. “I just didn’t stand a chance after he met the quarterback of the football team. They’ve been together since Spring Break.”

Tony stared, brown eyes wide, almost comically. “Shut up, he’s dating Rogers now? Wait. I thought Rogers was with that British chick. You know? The pretty one.”

Loki shook his head. “No, they broke up last year, before summer. Peggy went back to England for the break and met someone. An American, from Los Angeles. Her name is Angie, if I recall.”

“Really? Wow.” Tony scratched his fingers through the short, dark hairs covering his chin, contemplating all this new information. “What the hell is in the water here? Is everybody gay now?”

Loki chuckled. “I believe they would be considered bisexual. But…yes. Peggy is looking into transferring to a school in Los Angeles.”

Tony’s only response was to raise his brows. “Oh, shit. Well, good for her, too.”

“Mm,” Loki hummed in agreement.

“You sure got the lowdown on everybody, huh.”

“Not everybody,” Loki murmured, his lips just barely curving. A chill went up Tony’s spine as their eyes met and he had to look away. “I don’t really talk to a lot of people. I tend to…fade into the background. They forget I’m there and…they talk. I listen. I watch.”

This could have totally been an experience for me in my early 20s. And I wrote it with the people I knew at that time in mind.

I was a part of a band sorority that worked together with a band fraternity (technically my group was a frat too bc it was formed before sororities were a thing but y’know sexism). My sister became a Sister two semesters before me. Her boyfriend (future ex-hubby) and the guy who would be my first boyfriend (future ex) and my current BFF of 20+yrs would become Brothers the semester before I rushed. As you can imagine, having two groups of 20-30yrs old in close proximity 24/7 meant there were a lot of relationships happening — and a lot of swapping.

It was, rather, incestuous. But anyway…that’s kind of what I had in mind when Loki is recalling where everyone’s at romantically.

I wrote this one pretty quickly bc I just knew where to take it. Glad you liked it!

[inkribbon796]

Egotober 2023 Day 20: The Musician's Apprentice

Summary: Nate has a great idea, with unfortunately some bad timing.

Prompt: Music

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31

Nathan Sharp essentially had two homes. His actual house in Gainesville and then the open road whenever he did his yearly tour. Mostly he toured, even for a little bit, to keep his “friend” fed and out of trouble.

Mare, the demon who was in lockstep with Nate and his musical career. A symbiotic relationship. And also the reason that Nate was banned from the country of Ireland, because if Mare and Anti were in the same city for a prolonged period of time people died and houses burned.

So Nate was on a strict no fly list to the entire country, even though Anti could find Nate and Mare whenever. But Nate didn’t make the rules, he only suffered under them.

He was on his way home when he called Bing, he’d done a bit of thinking over the last year or so.

Nate texted Bing. “Got a moment?”

Bing was slower to text back than usual. “Yeah, what’s up, dude?”

“Wanna talk about someone, would rather do it without a paper trail.”

Nate got his luggage into his home, and got his dog all excited when Bing appeared into his house through his laptop.

Nate jumped, his dog barked.

“Glad you’re back,” Bing said.

After Nate calmed his racing heart, he sat down. “Yeah, thanks. We gotta talk about something.”

“We do,” Bing said.

“I want to take on an apprentice,” Nate said.

Bing clapped his hands in front of his face once. “You’ve got the worst timing. Who and where are they?”

“They’re the kid of a friend of mine, got the best gift I’ve probably ever seen,” Nate said.

Bing took a deep breath, “Dark is on a rampage in Egoton, he is reacting to Marvin moving here. And you are giving me a second apprentice to worry about.”

“Shit,” Nate said, wiping his hand down his face. “Does it make it better or worse that his gift is very visual and I’m not the only one who’s spotted it.”

“Take me to the kid, we’ll go from there,” Bing said.

Nate rolled his eyes, grabbed his phone and his dog and on the way texted his friend what was going on and to meet him at a secluded park.

Bing shot into the driver’s seat of Nate’s car as he started the car. Nate tried not to jump, failed, and started the car. He turned some music on.

“Heard the Coalition has some apprentices,” Nate said.

“Well, a bunch of us had ‘em for a while. We only got around to breaking it to Silver.”

“You got one, some science guy? He’ll play nice with mine.” Nate said.

“Yep, Logic, he’s great, if he tries to tell you he’s a reformed criminal, don’t believe him, it was minor eco-terrorism,” Bing had the gall to smile at him as he said it.

“How much are we talking?” Nate asked.

“Not much,” Bing said. “Great kid, smart kid, trying to get him off crime before Google and Dark scoop him up.”

“Alright then,” Nate said. “Should be fun, Mare will love the guy then.”

They got to the park and Nate introduced him to his friend, and his sixteen-year-old son Thomas.

Nate liked Thomas, he was a bit excited.

Bing seemed to like him too but to Nate it always seemed like Bing regarded most humans with lukewarm acceptance. He was never too upset or too enthused.

Thomas loved seeing his dog again and Nate’s dog loved being outside with people.

Thomas was naturally excited to meet Bing, and after some pleasantries started up a little song from a play he was practicing for school. After a little warm up, the park around the warped and changed to look like a setting from the musical number. Even Bing was watching it happen, which Nate hadn’t been sure would happen. Bing and Google were naturally resistant to visual and auditory illusions.

As Thomas sang and performed Nate watched a slowly growing look of dread creep up on Bing’s face as he stared more and more intently at Thomas.

The song ended, Nate and Thomas’s father clapped.

Bing stared before saying, “Okay, if it was up to me, you’re basically hired. We’ll talk about a suit, I’ll talk to Jackie and Silver.”

“Really?” Thomas said.

“You’re too dangerous to let Dark, or worse Deceit, just scoop you up,” Bing said.

“Oh, I don’t want to work with them,” Thomas said.

“Perfect, come up with a name, I’ll see about a costume,” Bing said and then looked at his dad. “And you need to sign and look at some forms. I’ll have Silver, Jackie, and Nate send them to you.”

“Yeah, I’ll read over those,” Thomas’s dad said.

Bing was pleasant enough but when Nate went to leave he looked a lot less pleasant. “I think I know how Silver feels now, you’ve made me an actual branch leader.”

“You’re welcome, how much is Silver going to hate this?” Nate sighed.

“Oh very,” Bing had a laugh in his voice, “he’s going to be pissed, but I’ll talk with him. It’ll be fine. Besides, a friend should keep Logic out of trouble.”

Nate got a text message and smiled when he read it. “Iridescence. He’s already picked a name.”

Bing smiled back. “Oh, he’ll fit in.

Bing left at that point and Nate went home to finally relax before Silver would figure out what was going on and call him.

[precambrian-sea-pancake]

I know people are probably tired of hearing this but it’s probably time I make my own post about it.

The hard truth of boycotting is that it isn’t “fun” or “convenient”

Boycotting is for a purpose, it’s for a statement and push for change.

There’s nothing wrong with thinking the game looks fun. It’s a video game, it’s designed to be fun. But if you want to commit and stand by LGBTQ, POC, and Jewish people you need to learn to let go and accept that part of it is passing up things you might be interested in.

I’m not talking about people who bought the game because they didn’t know. It happens. We all start somewhere and there’s a first time for everything. I’m sure a lot of people playing it are probably kids too, ones who aren’t in these social media spaces. If that’s you, you made an oopsie. It happens. Best you can do is accept the mistake and spread awareness. Donate to trans and Jewish communities if you really want to.

But to the people who are aware, I raise you this question: “Why do you care so much?”

I understand getting annoyed by having something you like shat 24/7 or getting hate for liking someone. Look at me, I’m a Hazbin Hotel fan, I deal with that shit a lot.

But there’s a line.

Sure, other people worked on the game, but money still goes to JKR. Even some people who worked on the game are just as bad as her. Your money IS being used to take away trans rights in the UK. I’m from the US, but I have friends in the UK who are trans, and their rights are being taken away.

And no, I don’t think it’s a power move to pirate the game either. Congrats, your money doesn’t go to JKR, but you’re still playing a very fucked up antisemitic and racist story. It’s NOT a coincidence. Every day we’re finding more gross things and it’s gotten to a point where you can’t just take it out and use headcanon or “not condone it”.

The very structure of the story and world building has these issues. That is what it is.

The line has been crossed at this point.

I’m 100% against harassment and dogpiling. But yes, people WILL judge you for playing and enjoying the game. Only you know you, but impressions are impressions. That’s how we as people interact and form opinions. People are going to be wary of those playing a game rooted in antisemitic propaganda because that actively harms them.

You want to boycott harmful products? You want to stand by marginalized communities?

Then actually commit to it. Don’t just do it when it’s convenient.

[radfemie]

I’ve been desperate to talk to someone about this, but everyone in my life says I’m being crazy about it. I just discovered the radfem community on tumblr and I honestly thought I was alone in how much I hated men. You can totally just delete this if you want. I’m just desperate to talk to someone who might understand my feelings right now.

I got an office job 2 years ago. My office is mostly conservative boomers, but there are two “far-left, communist” men on my team. They are best friends. They started being friendly with me pretty quickly, and I welcomed it at first since there’s no one else my age to talk to.

They constantly talk about feminism, respecting women, hating “other men” and how they treat women, etc. It was a bit white-knighty, a bit incel, but I figured it was miles better than them sexually harassing me like my coworkers at other jobs have.

We started talking daily, and it became more and more obvious how disgusting they are. They talk down to me all the time, infantilizing me, acting like I’m not a real adult… I’m 25 and they are 27.

One of them is engaged, and I realized he has only ever told me negative stories about his fiance, stuff that annoyed him about her. He also told me a lot of stories about the other coworker’s relationship problems, telling me he had a lot of crazy exs and that he had commitment issues. This coworker got a girlfriend for a few weeks last spring, and the only thing they could tell me about her was that she wore a corset to the party he met her at and that she “wasn’t like other girls” because she listened to the same medieval music they like. Literally they could tell me nothing about her personality except that basically, he asked her out because he saw her tits.

then three weeks later he told me they broke up. why? the girl got too “clingy”… because she thought he wanted a romantic relationship because he asked her on more than one date, and brought up the topic to him. he broke up with her immediately because of his “commitment issues,” and because she didn’t wear the corset 24/7, i’m assuming. but guess what? she’s now on the crazy ex list too! they told me her name was banned in their group chat.

I also get treated like shit at the office because i’m a woman, and when i complain about how our bosses treat me on a daily basis, they just change the subject. but when they got treated like me ONCE, they threw temper tantrums in our group chat and wouldn’t shut up about it for days, talking about how they were going to burn the system down and guillotine the CEO. except they can’t even manage to use their privilege to speak up and defend me once at work. it’s well known at our office that white men do not get fired. they can do literally no work, and they still won’t get fired, but the women will get abused for not picking up their slack. i found out recently that I do the exact same work as them but get paid $20K less, too.

i’m not even at the really fun thing yet. one of them is super super vocal about being an anarchist and a communist. talking proudly about how he sits down for the national anthem and shit like he actually did something. always preaching about how you shouldn’t take shit from your boss. we had a company wide anniversary party this year where the CEO spent an hour on stage making women in the kitchen jokes and talking about the accomplishments of all the white men VPs, which pretty amounted to “the women did the work, but the men had to order them around, so who really did the hard work here? am i right fellas??” at one point, they had a 10 minute bit about how one VP is known widely for being physically abusive to employees, throwing garbage cans at people’s heads and punching through walls.

the CEO brought in photos of this. and we were all supposed to laugh, except i had an abusive childhood, and was in an abusive relationship, and it was genuinely triggering for me. but i was so in utter shock at the absurdity of it all, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how many women were in the crowd, and statistically how many of us had been raped and physically abused, and now were forced to attend a mandatory party to celebrate this disgusting violent male behavior. i couldn’t keep my mouth shut. i said something along the lines of “wow so funny, it’s so funny to terrorize your employees! fucking assholes” loud enough that my coworker could hear, thinking he would at least agree with that.

nope. he shot me a dirty look. like a “shut up, the bosses are here” kind of look. the same dude who said he wanted to guillotine the boss became they asked him to file a couple papers. turns out he had quietly been promoted to a manager! and the only way to be a manager here is to enforce their mad men culture to a T. you have to be totally on the side of the CEOs.

you know that post about “leftist woke sex-positive communist dudes” being one of the worst types of men? it’s this same guy. this man enjoys discussing big tiddy goth girlfriends in front of women a bit too much. is a little too supportive of women exploring their sexualities, and if they want to have a threesome with him to explore, that’s more than ok! :))) is a little TOO into lesbians.

i stopped talking to them completely. I couldn’t listen to it anymore, and then listen to them tell me how feminist they are and talk over me when I try to call them out on their bull shit.

now our bosses are talking about making manager boy my new manager. and it’s giving me so much stress, because I will have to quit on the spot. I’ll literally kill him. He’s so fucking annoying, and i already can’t take orders from men in general, but in men my age i can’t handle it at all.

anyway. sorry about this. thank you for listening.

Those men only care when it's affecting them, not you or other women.

I apologize for not getting to this sooner, but I have read it!! It just pisses me off how these men dgaf about anything but themselves & maybe their male buddies.

[odvunir]

ways in which the world we live in is actually cool and amazing, to combat pessimism

��ʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ɴᴜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ US ᴄᴇɴᴛʀɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴇssɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ's ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢʀᴀᴛᴇғᴜʟ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ DO ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ

- not just being able to get food at grocery stores, but being able to get a wide variety, even international foods. imagine if you wanted a tortilla but you had no flour, and no grains to make the flour, and no farmland to grow the grains

- it wasn’t 20 years ago to where if you wanted to see a raccoon in a funny hat, you had to just be there. i can look at 50 images of raccoons in a funny hat with just a few keystrokes

- being able to talk to people from far away, even different countries. if you wanted to know anything about japanese people, especially if you lived in a small town, you had to just wait to meet someone who was or take the word of TV/family

- bored? watch a youtube or read a book or listen to a podcast or play an internet game or play a video game or look at any one of a billion well-made tutorials for starting a new hobby. if you needed background noise for cleaning before radio was invented you had to be lucky enough to live with people that didn’t drive you insane

- you can have chronic diarrhea and, granted it won’t be great, but you can survive just fine. people used to drop dead from diarrhea all the time

- 24/7 weather monitoring. sometimes i know a week in advance that there’s gonna be tornado storms coming my way. imagine youre just chilling in your house and suddenly it’s gone. imagine every thunderstorm being life or death

- postal service holy shit. it’s far from perfect but imagine if it didn’t exist and you just had to pay a guy to take something from new york to los angeles. and what if you needed to go overseas???

- public water systems and waste management systems holy shit. can you imagine.

- if you want to know what your best friend is doing right now this instant, even if they live 8,000 miles on the other side of solid rock and the earth’s molten core, all you have to do is message them. 15 years ago i didn’t have a phone line where i lived and cellphones were JUST taking off. you used to only be able to socialize with your friend before school and if you shared classes/lunches/buses with them