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wuxianphobic · 2 years

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hello and welcome to my masterlist of lgbt media i’ve watched and recommend, sorted by country of origin and including any relevant trigger/content warnings. pls enjoy the ride i have adhd and i love making lists

i’m a tv show bitch so most of these are series, movies will have a publication year next to them in parentheses. ones with an asterisk* next to them are ones my best friend @sunshinerotting has also seen and recommends <3 if you want to get the Vibes of these individual shows/movies you can check out my #recs tag

as a general rule i try not to recommend things with sad endings, but some of my favorites do end sad so for those i’ll put a note on where to stop if you prefer to end when it’s still happy

honorable mentions include merlin (fantasy, monster-of-the-week, comedy, drama, Strong Male Friendship), the get down (historical drama, social commentary, musical, side mlm couple), itaewon class (revenge drama, realistic fiction, side trans character), romantic killer (anime, comedy, found family, supernatural element, side nonbinary character), and wynonna earp (fantasy western, supernatural element, side wlw couple). pls send me an ask or a message if you want tws for any of these ones. now on with the masterlist:

CHINESE (MAINLAND)

THE UNTAMED* mlm (censored), historical fantasy/wuxia, drama, comedy

brought back sixteen years after his death to seek revenge on the abusive family of a young man, wei wuxian is given another chance at life, but most of the cultivation world is still cursing his name. his story is unfolded in its entirety, from his childhood to his fame and infamy and ultimately his death, and in his second life he is reunited with lan wangji, the man who was by his side for it all

warnings: war, torture, SA, incest, suicide

THAI

MANNER OF DEATH mlm, crime thriller, mystery, realistic fiction, drama

when his friend jane dies under mysterious circumstances, medical examiner bun must find out the truth of what happened to her as the police try to rule her death a suicide. he (begrudgingly) gets help from jane’s assumed boyfriend tan, bun’s top suspect who has secrets of his own

warnings: discussion of depression + suicide, violence, guns, SA, child endangerment

DON’T SAY NO mlm, comedy, drama, school setting, sports team

longtime friends leo and fiat have to learn to renavigate their relationship after they begin dating, while also dealing with people trying to pull them apart. meanwhile, leo’s brother leon tries to catch the attention of an older student who would rather talk to his cat than to leon

warnings: family issues, SA, homophobia, blackmail/revenge porn, slutshaming, negative portrayal of mental illness

BAD BUDDY mlm, side wlw couple, comedy, drama, school setting, enemies to lovers

pat and pran, childhood enemies, are reunited in college where their respective departments also have a deep rivalry. under orders from the school to stop the fights between their departments, pat and pran have to work together to keep their groups apart on campus, leading to them begrudgingly (at first) spending more time together

warnings: guns (ep 9)

NOT ME* mlm, side trans character, political/crime thriller, drama, supernatural element

when his twin brother black is beat up and put in the ICU, white goes undercover as him in his gang to find out who might have hurt him. white has to keep up his cover while also dealing with his developing feelings for sean, who is suspicious of “black’s” sudden change in personality. as time goes on, white realizes that he doesn’t know nearly as much about his brother or the world as he thought he did

warnings: violence, kidnapping, guns, house fire, police brutality

LOVE IN THE AIR mlm, realistic fiction, comedy, drama, enemies to lovers

rain is pissed to find out that the girl he likes has a crush on payu, a mechanic and alumni from his department who everyone is in love with. feeling that payu—confident, popular, and well aware of it—needs to be put in his place, he sets out to make payu fall stupid in love with him. meanwhile, payu’s charming friend prapai tries to get the attention of rain’s best friend sky, much to sky’s annoyance (or so it seems)

warnings: SA, past and attempted rape, kidnapping, past abuse, undernegotiated d/s

MOONLIGHT CHICKEN mlm, deaf character, drama, realistic fiction

after passing out in a diner, wen meets and takes an interest in the restaurant’s owner jim, who decidedly does not do relationships. wen begins working at the diner while attempting to break down jim’s walls and get to know him better. meanwhile, jim’s nephew befriends and falls for a teenage boy his age who hasn’t left the house since he lost his hearing

warnings: homophobia, ableism, family issues

YES OR NO (2010) wlw, comedy, drama, school setting, enemies to lovers

traditional girl pie is horrified to discover that her new roommate kim is a tomboy. at first she refuses to interact with her, but kim is friendly to her and as time goes on they become closer, leading them both to wonder if there’s something more than just friendship between them

warnings: homophobia, attempted self-harm

KOREAN

COLOR RUSH mlm, drama, supernatural element, mystery

in a world of people who can’t see color (monos) unless they meet a specific person (probes), high schooler yeonwoo has no interest in ever meeting his probe. but when yoohan, a classmate, discovers that he is yeonwoo’s probe, he dedicates himself to teaching yeonwoo the names and the beauty of all the colors he couldn’t see before

warnings: obsession, discussion of violent crime/cannibalism, suicide attempt, psych ward scene

SEMANTIC ERROR mlm, side wlw character, comedy, school setting, opposites attract

left the sole person to do all the work in a group project, serious student chu sangwoo exposes the other students in his group, delaying the graduation of jang jaeyoung, a carefree art student. with his graduation delayed, jaeyoung sets out to annoy sangwoo in any way he can. to make things worse, jaeyoung also happens to be the same designer that sangwoo contacted for help on making a video game for a class project

warnings: none

THE EIGHTH SENSE mlm, drama, realistic fiction, school setting, sports club

after moving from the country to seoul for college, art student kim jihyun meets seo jaewon, an older student just back from the military who’s determined to be his friend. jihyun joins the surfing club that jaewon is president of, and as jaewon teaches him to surf they grow closer despite jaewon’s depression and his ex-girlfriend’s jealousy

warnings: depression, discussion of suicide, family issues, nonconsensual kissing, implied substance abuse, age gap relationship

SHE MAKES MY HEART FLUTTER wlw, comedy, drama, realistic fiction, bar setting

gang seol, a young unemployed lesbian, discovers a hole-in-the-wall women-only bar only to find out the owner is her aunt jung one, who is also a lesbian. seol begins working at the bar, and her openness with her own sexuality causes some conflict between them as seol tries to bring attention to the small lesbian bar that jung one has carefully cultivated to be under the radar and unassuming

warnings: none

THE HANDMAIDEN (2016) wlw, psychological thriller, mystery, drama, period piece

a young pickpocket named sookhee is hired by a con man named fujiwara to work as the handmaiden to the heiress lady hideko. sookhee's role is to convince hideko to marry fujiwara so he can defraud her and inherit her fortune before locking hideko up in a psychiatric asylum, but hideko is not as fragile as she seems

warnings: violence against women, SA, attempted rape, suicide attempt, psych ward scene, incest

JAPANESE

YUURI!!! ON ICE mlm (censored), sports anime, comedy, drama, realistic fiction

anxious figure skater katsuki yuuri heads home after a big loss to rediscover his passion for skating. when a video of him skating to one of famed victor nikiforov’s routines goes viral, victor shows up at his house and insists on personally coaching yuuri, who has absolutely no idea how to deal with his idol being this close to him

warnings: fatphobia, anxiety attacks

CHERRY MAGIC!/CHERRY MAGIC! THE MOVIE (2022)* mlm, comedy, drama, supernatural powers, workplace romance

legend has it that if you’re still a virgin by your 30th birthday, you’ll get magical powers. shy office worker adachi doesn’t think much of this until it happens to him—when he turns 30, he gains the ability to read people’s minds when he touches them! and what’s more, he finds out that somehow, the handsome office darling kurosawa has a crush on him

warnings: sexual harassment, age gap relationship (side couple)

MY BEAUTIFUL MAN (UTSUKUSHII KARE)/MY BEAUTIFUL MAN: ETERNAL (UTSUKUSHII KARE: ETERNAL) (2023)* mlm, drama, realistic fiction, school setting, idol character (kind of)

hira, a shy high schooler with a stutter, develops a crush on his idol trainee classmate kiyoi. with his self-esteem nonexistent, he doesn’t think that kiyoi could ever take an interest in him, but kiyoi notices hira always looking at him and starts doing everything in his power to keep hira’s gaze on him

warnings: bullying, obsessive behavior, kidnapping (eternal)

SILHOUETTE OF YOUR VOICE (2017)* mlm, hoh character, drama, realistic fiction, school setting

taichi stumbles upon and befriends kohei, a fellow student at his school who gives taichi his lunch one day. seeing that kohei, who is hard of hearing, is looking for a note taker, taichi offers to take on the role in exchange for kohei bringing him a lunch from home on the days they have class. since taichi’s voice is naturally loud, kohei finds it easy to communicate with him and taichi encourages him to advocate for himself

warnings: ableism

CANADIAN

CLOUDBURST (2011)* wlw, comedy, drama, realistic fiction

stella and dotty, two elderly lesbians, escape their nursing home and go on a roadtrip to canada to get legally married. on the way, they pick up a hitchhiker named prentice who is also heading to canada to visit his mother, and the three of them bond

warnings: fatphobia, dick and balls just on screen at one point

SINGLE ALL THE WAY (2021)* mlm, romantic comedy, christmas setting, best friends to lovers

chronically single peter goes home for the holidays accompanied by his best friend nick. his family members are caught between trying to set up peter and a gay personal trainer and trying to set up peter and nick, who they are convinced are in love and just don’t see it

warnings: none

AMERICAN

HANNIBAL* mlm, side wlw couple, horror, psychological thriller, drama, crime thriller

will graham is recruited into active field work in the fbi despite his and others’ concerns that he is too mentally unstable. in order to combat this, his boss jack brings in psychiatrist hannibal lecter who is, unbeknownst to anyone, a serial killer and a cannibal. hannibal and will develop a mutual fascination with each other as will’s mental health worsens

warnings: manipulation, gaslighting, body horror, guns, gore, animal death, psych ward scenes, suicide attempt, implied incest, implied SA

JENNIFER’S BODY (2009)* wlw, horror, comedy, supernatural powers, school setting

after a mysterious fire at a bar concert, reserved teen needy lesnicki notices unnerving changes in her best friend jennifer check, a domineering and popular cheerleader, who shows up at needy’s house covered in blood. now jennifer is possessed by a demon and killing off boys in their class, and her next victim is needy’s boyfriend chip

warnings: gore, ableist slurs, possession, psych ward scenes, fatphobia, self-harm

KISSING JESSICA STEIN (2001)* wlw, romantic comedy, drama

with her brother engaged, her best friend pregnant, and a lot of unsuccessful first dates, jessica stein responds to a women seeking women ad in the newspaper and meets helen cooper, an openly bisexual woman. the two start going out despite jessica’s internalized homophobia which causes her to keep their relationship a secret, upsetting helen

warnings: biphobia. also the ending is disappointing imho so i’d suggest turning it off after they move in together

BUT I’M A CHEERLEADER (1999)* wlw, romantic comedy, teen, satire

megan’s friends and family have to break the news to her that she is, in fact, a lesbian, much to her shock. her parents then send her to a conversion camp where she meets a bunch of other gay teens; they are supposed to learn to be straight again through enforcing traditional gender norms and activities. while there, megan falls for graham, a rebellious lesbian in the same program

warnings: homophobia, slurs

BOUND (1996)* wlw, crime thriller, mob movie

while doing remodeling work in an apartment building, corky meets and starts an affair with violet, the girlfriend of the mobster who lives next door. wanting to get out of the mob, violet enlists corky’s help to trick her boyfriend out of $2 million, but things don’t go as planned

warnings: guns, blood, homophobia, slurs, assault, violence

BRITISH

HEARTSTOPPER* mlm, side trans character, side wlw couple, romantic comedy, drama, teen, realistic fiction

charlie spring, a shy high school student, develops a crush on a sweet, supposedly straight rugby jock named nick nelson, much to the horror of charlie’s protective best friend tao. meanwhile, after transitioning, elle attempts to make friends at the all-girls school she transferred to

warnings: attempted SA, emotional abuse, homophobia, implied ED behavior, slurs

SUMMERLAND (2020)* wlw, period piece, drama, realistic fiction

in WWII, an asshole writer named alice lamb is assigned a london evacuee boy named frank to take care of, much to her horror. as she warms up to frank and explains to him the mythical summerland that she studies, she recalls her romance with a beautiful woman named vera

warnings: war, bombs

TAIWANESE

YOUR NAME ENGRAVED HEREIN (2020) mlm, drama, period piece, school setting

jiahan meets outspoken birdy at their catholic high school, and the two of them grow closer and develop feelings for each other in a time of rampant homophobia. but when their all-boys school begins integrating girls, birdy starts hanging out with a girl named banban, upsetting jiahan

warnings: familial abuse, SA, homophobia, violence, slurs

HISTORY 3: MAKE OUR DAYS COUNT mlm, drama, comedy, school setting, opposites attract

when his girlfriend takes an interest in the reserved and studious yu xigu, rowdy troublemaker haoting and his friends begin to prank xigu. but when one of the pranks goes awry, haoting feels bad and focuses his attention instead on getting to know xigu, who grows less wary of him as they spend more time together

warnings: homophobia, family issues, age gap relationship (side couple), implied ED behaviors. i really like the characters in this one but the side couple is a high schooler and an adult + it made me very uncomfortable so please be careful. also, i’m saying this because i care about you all—skip the last episode. trust me.

WE BEST LOVE mlm, comedy, drama, rivals to lovers, school setting (no. 1 for you)/workplace romance (fighting mr. 2nd)

hotheaded, competitive zhou shuyi is ready to start college without his longtime personal rival gao shide beating him in everything. at least, until he finds out shide, who finds shuyi’s distaste for him funny, is once again attending the same school as him

warnings: nonconsensual kiss, internalized homophobia

FILIPINO

PEARL NEXT DOOR* wlw, romantic comedy, drama, love triangle

a spin-off from the mlm show gameboys centered around pearl, who is trying to have an epic romance but can’t decide between karleen, the girl she’s been crushing on who doesn’t seem interested in her (until she does), and alex, a new girl who makes her feelings for pearl very clear

warnings: biphobia

i’ll probably update this as i watch more. pls feel free to let me know if you watch any of my recs and what you think of them! <3

#hello followers and mutuals >:)#mine #recs

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monsterrae1 · 9 months

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What are your top 5 recommended tv shows for someone that isn't 911/911 lonestar? Looking for new things to watch. Preferably no horror, not a fan of it.

Ooooo ok ok

If you like science fiction stuff I can’t recommend Sense8 enough, it’s one of my favorite shows ever

If you’re looking for teen drama The OC is a classic imo

For something more action packed I can recommend Reacher, I really liked season 1 and I know season 2 started yesterday , so there’s a few eps of that out already too.

Queer Eye always feels like a soothing balm in my soul, so if you need something heartwarming that you don’t need to pay full attention to I’d go with that

School spirits is also very good, it is about ghosts but it’s not really horror? More thriller and drama imo , so that one it’s also a good watch

Gimme attention pls

#Rae answers on main #anon

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confusionism · 2 years

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TAG 9 PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER

favourite colour(s): usually greens, blues, greys

favourite flavour(s): garlic / onion for savoury; matcha or cookies and cream for sweet

favourite genre(s): i’m a sucker for historical fiction, even if the work is terribly full of anachronisms (sometimes that’s what makes it more fun). mysteries and thrillers are my bread and butter, but just between you and me— i’ll give almost anything a chance. if i were a cat, my curiosity would’ve taken me for good ages ago lol

favourite music: depends on what i’m doing! i’m that person who never takes the aux cord and shuffles the entire library bc the emotional whiplash would be too real. old school r&b one minute, hard rock the next... some orchestral score ten minutes late

favourite movie(s): i almost always say the empire strikes back (1980) as a way of signaling the general star wars nerdery. other go-to answers are jurassic park (1993) and hero (2002)

favourite series: y’know, now that i think about it, i can’t name more than five series that i’ve actually watched from start to finish. picking from that list (it doesn’t seem right to choose otherwise) i’d go with... the santa clarita diet. i wanna rewatch avatar: the last airbender, though

last song: the last thing that played on my run yesterday was... criminal - taemin

last series: i finished the first half of abbot elementary s2 and am waiting for the rest of the episodes to come out because i just know i won’t be able to resist binging them all in one sitting.

last movie: everything everywhere all at once (i shed a single manly tear)

currently reading: the firekeeper’s daughter - angeline boulley

currently watching: how’d you know my tv is on? i’m 10 mins into only murders in the building s2e2. don’t ask me when i’ll finish it, not bc i don’t like it, but bc my attention span isn’t it atm

currently working on: at this very moment, lol, i’m attempting to figure out how to answer the “favourite series” part of this questionnaire. i always get stuck on that sort of thing! outside of that, just getting by day-to-day, man

tagged by: @bourbcnchoices ; thanks for the tag! pls also take this as me liking your original post, which i couldn’t do since this is a side blog... tagging: @erstwhles (i saw that you’ve already done this so i’m actually tagging per your post’s ending blurb); @rcguereveries (bc of scd + “not-benny” + i believe you still need to show me mamma mia 2); @badiiidea (so you know why i’m still awake); @wingsandahalo (i’ve been meaning to get back on here more consistently and think of writing w/ you often); @inexorcble (it’s fun typing your url bc of that c in the middle, so here i am having fun); and in the spirit of oprah, if you just so happen to be reading this mess of a post, ‘you get a tag! you get a tag!’

#a #.thank you again!#.and as per usual no pressure/obligation for anyone i bugged at the end there

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pop-punklouis · 2 years

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Hi babe 💞

When we first introduced our cats we were scared my oldest would attack my younger one. Simply bc my oldest is bigger and moodier. We were shocked to see it's the younger one recklessly being a bully like maybe she's trying to defend herself by making it seem like she's tough 😭 I'll definitely send you pics of them when we get properly introduced!!

Attachment theory kinda can be connected to SO MANY other aspects of you and your mind I half feel like you can trace almost every little issue/personality trait back to it.

Nooo why are you literally me I get stressed if I'm not at least somewhat good at something like I'm embarrassed to NOT be good at it or look like I'm failing 💀 not even gonna start on the structure thing I deadass would be an unmoving blob on my couch if external pressure and structure didn't exist.

Yes yes yes! Some of my best memories are connected with the fandom and fandom friends who are like family to me. I hope I'll be able to see some other fandom friends at some point in my life too 💓

No please I'm always excited to hear about people's favorite shows! I love sci Fi and psych thrillers too! I'm gonna take all those shows as recs. I've been meaning to watch midnight mass in particular. Though I think I kinda end up watching more sitcoms? I'm drawn to mystery and sci Fi for sure but most times find that I don't have the mental energy to invest in them? So in that sense, my fav shows include The good place, stranger things, supernatural (I deserve jail for that one but unfortunately I got attached over time) black mirror (I've no excuse).

For today's question: what's your favorite food?

Have a wonderful sunday love xx

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hiiiii love 🤍

yeah younger cats can be ruthless!! my older cat hissed at my younger cat when he was a kitten and it scared him pretty badly. ever since then i joke that he’s paying him back lmao

i’ve never delved super deep into attachment theory, but it doesn’t surprise me that it’s so intertwined with our lives and who we are/how we act. i need to look into it moreeee

djdkdklf love how we both get anxiety just thinking of not being good at something right away 💀 it’s so stressful bc i’m such a perfectionist on top of it rippp i don’t know how people just pick up instruments and teach themselves. my brain could never. my anxiety could never. and my structured ass (like yourself) could never lmao.

i hope you’ll be able to see other fandom friends as well 💕 it’s always so worth the wait imo bc it’s just such a special time finally meeting in person and experiencing things irl together x

oooo i get that re: sitcoms. sometimes my brain cannot absorb any real information so watching something light and funny allows me to turn my mind off for a little while. but most times i’m a masochist and will force myself to watch like three complex shows at once. like right now i’m still trying to finish all of Lost and Dexter while starting 1899. why don’t i do it one at a time? beats me! but here i am 💀 i wish i loved stranger things the same way i did the first two seasons. it’s just frustrated me so much with how they’ve crafted the story in later seasons rip but supernatural pls djdkdkdkf i never got into supernatural but sometimes i wish i did for the memes. black mirror used to be one of my favs but again!! they just!! did it so dirty!! what’s one of your fav black mirror episodes? i think white bear and white christmas are two that’s always stuck with me. and YES midnight mass is one of the best shows i’ve watched in recent years. i beg you to watch it 🧎🏼‍♀️ the dialogue by itself is gorgeous x

def think my favorite food is mac and cheese. i can have that anytime anywhere. i never get tired of it. if it’s on a restaurant menu? bet your ass i’m ordering it even if it’s an extra side. i also love chinese food. could eat that every day as well i think. what about youuuu? 🤍

hope you had a great monday, babe!! x

#holiday pal 1 #grey

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running-with-kn1ves · 2 years

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💢⁉️⁉️pls ignore the ask i sent about like your friends yandere becoming your yandere—cause i realized that it just defeats the whole premise of a yandere😭—but happy 1000 followersss💗

Thank you sm!! And no I totally get what you mean! I love this idea and would honestly love to make like-- a full-fledged thriller off this kind of "switch." When I see these types of yanderes, I dub them as those who obsess very easily and were “made” into yanderes rather than “born” as one. (imo those are the two categories most fall into.)

But perhaps, they gain an obsession with you that’s not out of complete fondness, but rather rooted in distaste. At first, they find your cockblock behavior annoying, frustrating at most. You’re stopping them from taking what they most desire. But they grow more upset over time as you refuse to back down.

So, they plan to get rid of you. Make it look like an unfortunate accident, they think; something to get you off their back.

But the more they watch you, the more they see your little quirks and the way you live their life, they find themselves fascinated, intrigued, and maybe even a little.… obsessed. Instead of taking time to track their original obsession, they instead go to stalk you, their fascination disguised as planning your demise. But when the time comes, they can’t seem to get rid of you. Even with you tied up in their basement, begging to be set free either from the chains around your ankles or death, they just can't do it. Something about you has taken hold of them, and they loathe it. They slowly morph from one obsession to another, finding themselves captivated by you and hating it.

They hate how good it feels, how they want to make you cry and watch you unable to deny yourself of them, how they wave the things you hold dear in front of you only to watch your eyes go wide and see you curl up into yourself. They're unpredictable, one day smothering you in affection and pinning you down roughly, the next carving their name into your back to make sure you understand you’re nothing but a nuisance, nothing but their property.

They wouldn’t call their obsession “love” or even ever admit to finding you alluringly attractive, even if it's in all the wrong ways. But they’ll show their possessiveness, show how they just can’t let you go. You may hate them, but that just fuels them even more. They feel the need to make you miserable from trying to take something from them, but at the same time they want to watch you come undone underneath them, and smile because of something they've done. They want your everything, and yearn to have it. Eventually, their previous possessiveness over your friend will fade from their mind, something about you now captivating every speck of their attention.

And to them, you were right: they should let go of their obsession with your friend, but only because you’re much better prey.

#I like this idea but wish it could be fleshed out more #its like enemies to captor/victim lmao #kn1ves rants #reader insert #x reader #writing #self insert #yandere #yandere x reader #male yandere #female yandere #knives rants #yancore #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere community #obsessive yandere

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swrdemon-moved · 3 years

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— 𝐜𝐬𝐦 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐬/𝐨.

[ ft. denji & aki ]

▪︎ genre: headcanons ; fluff

▪︎ warnings: profanity

▪︎ word count: 3K

a/n: kinda mixed in some general relationship headcanons too <3 plus, if someone did this before, pls lmk omgnfnd (i didn't want to make this too long, so i might do a part two for reze and power ;)

☆ 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈

Having a significant other that liked to game a lot was something Denji took quite a bit of time to get used to.

At first, he was rather disgruntled by the way you spent so much time immersing yourself into such a 'hobby.' The boy wanted attention. He needed attention— specifically, your attention ԅ(¯–¯ԅ)

But you were unfazed by his desires. In fact, you were unaware of them. Why?

Denji's ego made sure his mouth was clamped shut from admitting that he wanted to spend time with you -_-

Plus, you seemed to really enjoy doing whatever the fuck you did with that little colourful keyboard of yours. Though, he couldn't understand why you furiously smashed the keys sometimes. He learned not to interfere whenever strings of curse words escaped your mouth.

He learned that the hard way actually 🤔

There was this one time though: you could hear his over-exaggerated 'no one is giving me attention' sighs even though the volume booming from your headphones was maxed out. It didn't take much for you to deduce the fact that he wanted to spend time with you, but was absolutely horrible at properly expressing it.

Eventually, you took matters into your own hands, and complied to his wishes by dragging him to the living room, where you both settled on the couch to watch a movie and share popcorn together.

You knew he liked to cuddle. Hell, you knew him like the back of your hand— it didn't take much to please Denji. Besides, you really liked it when he nuzzled up against your shoulder as he tried to keep himself from dozing off while a thriller was playing on-screen.

As long as you were next to him, serial killers weren't all that scary ^o^

Other times, you switched off your computer to cook something for him, and honestly, Denji couldn't have asked for more. Free kisses? Good meals? And cozy cuddles? Everything he wanted in a partner was handed to him on a silver platter.

Basically, you kept him satisfied 😇

Once the two of you got a little more comfortable with each other as the duration of your relationship wore on, Denji started to understand why you liked gaming so much, and took every chance to sit next to you and watch you play.

You let him play sometimes, too, but it wasn't long before you realised that perhaps his limited level of patience and relentless amount of recklessness wasn't really suited for gaming, but more suited for the potential destruction of your computer ^_^

He watched you play first-person shooter games often, and got really excited whenever you put on a horror game for show.

But I've gotta say: Until Dawn wasn't the best experience for the both of you 💔

Above all, he really liked it when you got competitive. Whether it be Valorant, League, or Resident Evil (Fun fact: he loved zombie apocalypses. He hoped to survive one with you someday 😌💪), he'd get as riled up as you were.

Perhaps 'like' was an understatement.

The way your eyes glowed in ambition and grit threw him into a foam pit of star-struck daze.

Yeah, yeah, he really liked you— that was a known fact he wasn't good at hiding, but the moments you didn't have your eyes latched to him were the same moments he fell a little bit more in love with you.

He saw you as you were— no filter, either laughing in victory or screaming at the fucking screen— and decided that his heart was in the most confusing state it had ever dared to place itself in.

He didn't know how to explain it, but in simple terms, he was head over heels for you. Not that he'd like to say it out loud, but it felt invigorating. He felt like he was the luckiest person alive.

And don't get me started on how his heart lost its steady rhythm when your lips met his; I won't elaborate on how euphoria tranquillised every single fucking receptor in his body when your arms wrapped themselves around his torso, and I sure as hell won't tell you how much he loved the way your hand clasped his securely when you walked down streets together.

I wouldn't want this to get too long 😔

So of course, when it came to gaming, he was your number one cheerleader <3

It was 3:46 in the morning; his muscles ached like hell. Stepping into the bedroom, he realised you weren't anywhere to be found and frowned.

"Y/nnn?" Denji called out as he made his way to the other room, grumbling in agitation as he thought about how horrible your sleep schedule had become over the past few weeks.

He never lectured you though. He just didn't like going to bed without you, so he usually stayed up with you 🥱

Again, not that it was something he'd admit out loud.

He opened the door and peaked into the room— there you were, gaze glued to the screen, which was the brightest source of light in the dimly-lit room.

It was late, but that didn't decrease his level of mischief. Tip-toeing across the room to the swivel chair you were comfortably seated in, he schemed to scare you from behind.

He grabbed you by the shoulders, and instead of yelling out 'BOO!' like any normal person would, he yelled out a jumble of words which would sound like "THE FUCK ARE YA DOING UP AT THIS HOUR, Y/N?" if you didn't have your headphones on.

You yelped in response, screaming out "DENJI, I SWEAR TO GOD-" so that the whole neighborhood could hear the 4am insanity establishing itself in this very room.

He started laughing uncontrollably, figure folded, arms wrapped around his stomach as you stared at him with pursed lips and an fed-up expression painted on your face. Though, watching the way he found amusement in the impish trick he just pulled off made you lose your 'annoyed' composure by a tiny degree.

"You shoulda seen the look on your face!" he said between laughs.

"Not funny," you retorted egotistically, shaking your head with a small smile on your face.

Once his laughter subsided, he stretched out his arms as a yawn overcame his brief dose of excitement. "Why arentcha' sleeping yet?" he asked.

"Can't sleep," you murmured. His eyebrows perched up in slight curiosity as he tilted his head.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a voice so foreign to his character— twisted with plain concern he never usually showed.

Stop it you're changing his life 😟

"Yeah," you murmured. "Just needed to clear my head."

Denji was dense, sure, but he was observant enough to recognise the way exhaustion blotted out the usual vivacity in your eyes. He saw the need for you to rest more than you did, and was quick to dive in and grab your waist, hoisting your body over his shoulder as you loudly protested against the sudden invasion of your space.

"UWAHHHH-"

"Time to get off that damn computer, then!" he declared proudly, marching out of the room as the light punches you threw against his back went ignored.

"Denji- put me downnnnnn!" you groaned, wriggling helplessly in his grasp. You were smiling though— you couldn't resign yourself from basking in the pleasure you drew out from his blunt behaviour, and how you were a victim of it 😒

Once you reached the bedroom, he (not-so gently) dropped you down on the bed and turned off the lights. It wasn't long until he plopped down next to you, eager to finally get some shut-eye. You could see his eyes glow elegantly under the moonlight seeping in from the open window across the room, glimmering with gleeful contentment.

"Get some rest, will ya?" he demanded, throwing a blanket over your figure. "Maybe then you won't be thinking too much."

A soft laugh escaped your lips as your fingers travelled up to run themselves through his hair. He always liked it when you did that.

"You didn't let me clear that level," you cooed quietly, observing the way his eyes drooped under the influence of your gentle touch.

"Clear it another day," he mumbled dopily. "Geez, are all gamers like this?"

You scoffed in offence. Was he trying to stereotype you?

"Like what?" you asked.

"Stubborn as fuck," he grinned, earning a light flick on the forehead. You kissed him goodnight— his lips, slightly cracked but sweet as ever. He smiled in satisfaction, unwilling to let go until you did.

Weirdly enough, sleep took over easily after that.

After that night, Denji was adamant on making sure you got to bed at an appropriate time— he didn't know just how much sleep an average person needed, but as long as you didn't look like shit the next day, he wouldn't make a fuss.

Whether getting you to bed early was for your well-being or for him to gain the comfort of having you next to him in bed— well, that was for you to figure out.

☆ 𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀

Sweetheart at best.

Aki never understood what made you so excited when it came to gaming. He didn't really understand what the point of Watch Dogs was, and couldn't figure out how the main character in Final Fantasy carried a hugeass sword everywhere 🤔

That didn't mean he wouldn't listen to you ramble about them though <3 In fact, as much as his cast remained stoic, he loved listening to you talk about your mini hyperfixations <3

Sometimes he'd pose questions— rhetorical ones, because he knew you were too invested in virtually wreaking chaos to listen to actual inquiries until you were done.

After a long day at work, coming back home to his partner playing videogames with Denji and Power was a pleasant sight to behold. It kind of gave him the reassurance that even though he wasn't around during the long hours of the day, you were taken care of and accompanied by his friends.

More like his friends were taken care of and accompanied by you.

Still, he'd take the effort to spend time with you. Expect weekly dinner dates and occasional nights out (to stargaze, visit a bar together, late night drives, etc). Needless to say, videogame dates were mandatory to your relationship.

Aki was picky in his selection of videogames, but as long as he could play with you, he was just fine.

There came a period of time where the two of you didn't get to spend much time with each other because of how busy your lives had gotten. Despite working together, it felt like you didn't see each other much since you were both assigned different cases frequently. It was just a phase though. A very dull phase.

The sun was sinking below the line where the earth and sky met, and the two of you were seated alone in the dining room, plates of sushi scattered (messily) on the table. The room was silent— you could tell that Aki had a long day judging from the way he didn't initiate small talk of any kind, just like how he could tell that you were tired from the groggy demeanour plastered on your expression.

Let's just say work hadn't been easy for a couple of weeks now. Long days, sleepless nights, and the lack of time spent with your significant other took a toll on you both.

"Did ya miss me?" you casually broke the silence, as if those simple words didn't tug at his heartstrings. He smiled.

"Hell yeah," he murmured, glancing at the way your eyes flickered in bleakness. "Wanna do something tonight?"

"Like what?" you questioned. He had your attention bolted to the tips of his fingers by now.

"Dunno..." a meek smile suddenly appeared on his face. "Been some time since I've seen you game, huh?"

"Yeah?" you chuckled slightly. "Why don't we play together?"

"Sounds perfect," he nodded.

I should tell you that Aki had been a little concerned ever since you stopped doing the stuff you enjoyed. Having said that, this was his golden opportunity. He was the determined type, so if he saw the chance to treat you the way you deserved, he'd seize it like it was his last meal.

Nestled in the embrace of the rather ragged couch, you two spent the night playing pvp games. Aki liked having you close to him even though there was so much room on the sofa; he made sure you were warm and comfortable.

Other than the playful banter and the occasional (unnecessary) daunts, the environment got a little bit too competitive over time.

He was not liking the way you beat him more than he beat you ಥ‿ಥ

He tried his best to keep his composure (cool boy problems 💪), but after losing to you for the fourth time in a row, he muttered out a grumpy 'fuck' and pinched the bridge of his nose in disappointment.

! He wasn't mad at you. He was mad at himself 😐 Why did he use his ult too early 😐 Why didn't he dodge your attack in time 😐

You took notice of this and started laughing out loud, earning a confused yet equally amused change of expression from him.

"What's so funny?" he asked casually, keeping his eyes glued to that stupid smile on your face.

"Are you mad at me for winning?" you pouted, inching yourself closer to his side so that he could wrap his arm around your shoulder.

"No, no— good for you, actually," he smirked. "I'm going easy on you."

Psst! BuLLshit (꒪▿꒪)

"Oh?" you craned your neck to look at him directly. "That a challenge?"

By all means, no, it was not, y/n. But judging from the way his smirk grew wider because of that devious look on your face, maybe he was challenged by now.

"One more round?" he suggested.

"Make it three. Best of three gets to ask the other to do something nice for them."

Something 'nice,' huh?

He felt his heart skip a beat— maybe two— at your bold proposal, but you didn't notice his expression falter because you were too busy mentally preparing yourself to annihilate him in Mortal Kombat.

"Anything?" he asked, successfully concealing his raw curiosity for the sake of his dignity 🤺

"Baby, don't ask me to murder anyone," you snickered casually.

You had no idea how seriously he was taking this🧍‍♂️Hell, screw the amount of rounds he just lost— he was already thinking about what to ask of you once he won.

"That is," you licked your lips, "if you win."

Digging your own grave, y/n 👍

The weight of the atmosphere grew tense with desperation. More taunts leaked out of your smiling lips as the both of you tried not to break the controllers in your hands.

One round. You won.

"Sucker!" you remarked triumphantly, a wide grin on your face.

"We'll see," he cooed in return, voice smooth as silk. You really wished you didn't blush so easily when he used that voice— the voice which somehow swept you off your feet every damn time.

Second round. He won.

"Oh? So quiet?" was his modest tease as he savoured your silence of disappointment.

"Don't get cocky, asshole," you mumbled, focusing carefully. His confidence was boosted. His determination? On a fucking pedestal.

He was enjoying this very much <3

Third round:

"NONONONO!" you practically yelled out, watching the words 'player two wins' flash across the screen pretentiously.

"I could do this all day," he remarked arrogantly, his victorious expression gleaming brighter than the TV screen. You sent a light whack to his arm, which prompted him to break into meek fits of laughter. Rolling your eyes, you shook your head, dismayed, until a scheme flashed through your headspace.

"Sh!" your finger travelled to his lips, eyes fixed in another direction as you pretended to hear something. He immediately stopped laughing and looked at you intently.

"What is it?" he whispered urgently.

"Hear that?" you whispered back.

"What?"

"That's the sound of a loser celebrating his first win ever," your serious composure was shattered once his vigilant expression faded into exasperation.

"Ha ha, very funny," he droned sarcastically, his finger jabbing your rib just to force out a short shriek, which only led you to laughing even more than before.

You didn't notice the little smile he tried to bite away as he observed you— your eyes brimming with tears as you tried to stop yourself from laughing (to no avail).

In fact, you never usually noticed that specific glint of adoration in his eyes, because the sparkle that took its root in his gaze was so cleverly hidden. Aki wished he could express his feelings for you in words, but figured that keeping such things as secrets locked in the chambers of his heart was what kept things fresh.

An example would be the way he didn't like saying 'I love you' too much. He didn't want to overuse a phrase he meant wholeheartedly. So instead of abusing such a privilege, he preferred sealing his love in the little things he did for you.

Firm believer of 'actions speak louder than words' ig :")

"Okay, so what do you want?" you asked.

Too lost in the moment, he just realised he had forgotten all about the bet.

"Oh," he poked at his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm."

"Hmm?" you hummed mockingly.

"A-ha!" a light bulb went off in his head. "Do my laundry for a week."

This mf could've literally asked you for anything. ANYTHING 🧍‍♂️

"What?" your jaw dropped. "That's it?"

"Yeah," he shrugged, "... unless you want to... murder someone."

The duality of this dude 😟

Your soft chuckles filled the air, fingers meeting his jaw to tip his chin upward slightly, eyes piercing his sharply.

"Of all things... laundry? Really?" you asked, lips inches away from his. "Don't you want... anything else?"

"Well, I had something else in mind actually, but I get it all the time. Can't get too greedy, y'know?" he murmured lowly.

"I hate it when you keep me waiting, Aki. What do you really-"

He cut you off by letting his lips meet yours in a fervent, slow kiss— the warmth of his breath tickled your face as a hum of laughter chorused through your throat. Whether it was because his cold fingers creeping up the lower side of your jaw, or the way your cheeks blushed under his gentle touch, you felt your skin burn raw with ecstasy.

"That's it?" you asked timidly, smile wider than ever once he finally pulled away.

"What can I say?" he smirked, "I really missed you."

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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐊ᵃ𝐫𝐦𝐚. | Season 2

synopsis; park areum is a journalist who happens to get her life involved with the mafia leader war and havoc, lee jeno. areum’s brother was kidnapped by the japanese mafia na yuta and areum was able to successfully get jisung back— however with a price that she betrays lee jeno by selling out important information of his base whereabouts. it’s been a year ever since that day and areum happens to get involved in the mafia world again.

warning: mafia au/theme, thriller, action, romance, smut!!, lots of fighting here and mentions of blood, park areum is a bad bitch ykyk, dreamies are here for plot, love triangle!!!!, angst.. massive angst, death mentions of characters, alcohol mention, guns mention, switch!areum, switch Jeno!, rough kissing, gripping, degrading, praising, love scenes, unprotected seggs [wrap your willys sons pls, use it 😃], slowburn romance, prepare for a long ass ride.JEALOUSY, Exhibitionist scenes (almost caught etc) semi public scenes with sexual tension. PLOT TWISTS AND CLIFFHANGERS <3 THIS IS SEASON 2, CHECK SEASON 1 OUT BEFORE READING THIS SEASON PLSSSS.

PART 11 / 25. PART 12 LINK.

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areum locked in jeno’s room really haven’t helped the situation, trapped in her lover’s room who is no longer with her. the young woman staying in the curled up ball on the bed, taking in jeno’s last scent on the bedsheets, pillows and duvet. it’s ridiculous how many things remind her of jeno right now.

the bed they have shared slept on, the time areum snuck in to get information but extremely half failed and half succeeded. waking up to jeno’s muscular back every morning when she was his secretary.

the door knob opening to reveal a man standing still, watching areum with full attention on her as he approached forward, closing the door again tightly. areum turns around so jaemin was facing the back and not her face anymore. he sits on the edge of the bed head hung low, biting the inner cheeks.

areum’s cries increased even more when facing jaemin like this. she knows how bad it must be for the boy, not only has he lost nayoung his life saviour and girlfriend, he now has lost his brother figure, best friend and life saviour. she was crying on jaemin’s behalf because knowing jaemin, he is holding back from his own emotions.

the man is most likely checking up on areum than himself, he is rather more worried about someone else than his own well being.

“areum…can you please look at me?” the deep voice finally broke the silence, areum shaking the head as she stayed still not sparing a single glance. jaemin patiently looks away, gathering something from within his pocket.

something he found in areum’s own house, that needs to be addressed.

jaemin pulling his hand forward dropping the long length stick. “are you pregnant?” areum never felt a hard choking sob come out in response, she can’t believe she’s pregnant and jeno isn’t here to know. jaemin saw areum finally turn around facing him, Red nose, rosey cheeks, swollen eyes from the harsh crying.

he grips the test tightly. “areum, are you?” he asked again, he needs reassurance at least. areum deeply inhales, “i am.”

somehow this situation kept getting worse and worse in jaemin’s head. he doesn’t hate that areum is pregnant, he dislikes how badly it’s been introduced to him. the child won’t be able to know who his own father is and jaemin wasn’t happy about that. areum was met with jaemin standing up, bowing in front of areum in a ball shape.

she sits up watching jaemin half confused, then realised why he’s done this. jaemin let out a tiny sob, hitting the ground a few times. areum pursing a blank expression with curved eyes. he was hiding himself from showing emotions, he knew that he has to. if a leader shows a sign of weakness no one will feel safe and reassured about this damn war.

“i’m sorry areum..I’m really sorry, i couldn’t protect him.”

jaemin wondered how could jeno live and deal with this? not show a doubt, fear, sadness and angry? jaemin isn’t built for this. areum crawls on the floor in front of the crying boy, lifting jaemin up to face her.

hands curling on his jawline as she brings herself to hug the man, jaemin sinking into her neck with the wet tears pouring out. areum tightly embracing jaemin as well crying together. “don’t apologise, don’t…it’s not your fault, jaemin.”

these words she told him were something the brain believed but the heart did not. jaemin’s heart will always be indulged in the horrible guilt he is feeling.

areum sighs out with a sniffle. “let’s avenge jeno, jaemin.”

he pulls away from areum facing the woman who has a serious and cold expression. she wishes to destroy nakamoto yuta. hands held areum’s tightly, jaemin looking at areum back. “i don’t want you involved anymore areum.”

“i need to avenge him.” areum protested forward tightly squeezing jaemin’s hands. “i need to do something to feel at peace with his death…jaemin please. let me be.”

his teeth tremble as his lips went dry. seeing the desperation on areum to feel closure and clarity, it’s as if she won’t feel at peace if yuta is thriving. jaemin shaking his head at the woman. “you’re pregnant areum..it’s dangerous.”

she looks down hearing the words. “please.” nothing more came out of jaemin as he stood up, pulling areum softly back on her feet with him. she was then brought into a tight hug, jaemin holding areum’s head into his chest. “i promise to do it for you, i’ll avenge him.”

areum slowly nods, but was she going to let jaemin have all the fun? no, she wants to make yuta suffer as much as he’s making everyone else.

the door opens in ajar position, revealing a shy tall younger boy with a tan man next to him with the most annoyed expression.

areum and jaemin pull away looking the same way to the door, her eyes widening and lips dropping. “jisung-ah.”

jisung was quick to run towards areum tightly hugging her, seeing his sister all flushed and in pain emotionally wasn’t something he wants her to feel like. haechan standing in the doorframe hiding the tears he was streaming down earlier, he wouldn’t want to show that he cried like a little bitch.

“noona I’m so sorry, i-” jisung’s face was clasped by areum’s hands tightly as she sternly spoke. “don’t apologise, you’re not at fault. what are you doing here by the way?”

jisung first pulls away looking at jaemin the man next to them. “jaemin hyung saved me from the gang intruding our home.”

areum wide gapes forward. “are you okay? not hurt?” jisung nods. haechan coming closer as jaemin sighs. “he will stay here with you at all costs.”

“yeah but please make him understand that we don’t have consoles and games for him to play, does he think we are some magical willy wonker factory?” haechan grumbles, jisung glaring down at the shorter older male.

jaemin and areum shaking heads in unison. jisung rolling his eyes, “willy wonker is a chocolate factory dumbass.”

“yah, I’m older than you. how dare you cuss me out.” haechan scolds forward, jisung looking down at the boy again. Haechan was first to look away, glancing to areum. “can you tell him not to look at me at a 90° angle, I feel like I’m the one being shouted at.”

Haechan loudly exclaims his gasps, as the woman in front of him explained the situation. jisung’s lips fell from his face, or that’s how he felt, his face going pale by the news.

“you’re pregnant?” haechan approaching his best friend, looking at the stomach area. “yah, don’t play around. areum-” areum sighs out, “I’m not playing, I’m serious!”

the abrupt shouting from areum made haechan flinch into silence, immediately shutting up. “okay sorry! i just, are you okay?” somehow hyuck is being extremely cautious with this news, areum looking down with her hands locked over the other.

thumb caressing the jean fabric with hanging depressed lips. haechan mentally cursed himself, he never knew areum was hurting more than he thought. his body sits next to areum again, areum immediately resting the forehead on his shoulder as the sobs reconfigured once again.

haechan inhaling a shaky breathe, patting areum comfortingly. jisung lightly comforting his older sister as well, though he lets the older male do what he needed to do.

“noona it will be okay, we are here for you.” jisung mutters words of encouragement. areum humming lightly, sobs stopping for now but knowing the future with a predicament, those tears will happen again.

“jisung’s right, you have everyone behind you. jeno would want you under our care and respect.” haechan trails with honesty, areum lifting her head up, jisung lapping his hands interlocking them with areum.

footsteps echoing, renjun with a tray of two full tea cups was seen. renjun carefully lifting one cup to areum, the woman took the unexpected gesture without a complaint. “this tea is good for pregnancy, i hope you know that I’m under your service.” renjun said, bowing his head to the woman. jisung took the second tea, drinking it.

the moment the bitter liquor hit the back of his throat and sensitive tastebuds on the scorching warmth, he choked slightly putting the tea back down. renjun eyeing the younger boy with eyebrow raised, “not a fan?”

jisung shyly nods. “not my cup of tea.” he mutters. areum sipping the same tea in her cup, she hums with slight delight. “it’s sweet.”

haechan gawks at renjun with a sting eye. “where’s my tea?” renjun smirking with arms crossed, “god gave you hands, use it.”

seeing the Chinese man leave, hyuck mockingly mimicking the male who left the scene. “god gave you hands, use it— my fucking ass.” haechan spat shaking his head.

“i have a slight question,” jisung would ask and haechan watching the boy with full attention. “what is it?” hyuck said.

“do you have chips i can eat?” jisung said with a smile. Haechan watching the boy with a ‘you better be joking’ look. the tan boy exhales, “listen kid, do you think we are some damn restaurant?”

jisung pouts looking at areum with absolute wide puppy eyes, areum taking notice she glances to haechan with warning eyes; that he better start listening to jisung. “noona I want chips.” haechan’s ears perking down with disappointment and glare at jisung. “fine! just because areum scares me.”

the brunette boy cheers as the tan boy sighs out. jaemin joining the conversation midway with a large paper list of items with price ranges and a stack of money in front of haechan. the man in the suit would have six eyes on him from the three people.

“make sure to get these things too.” jaemin points out, hyuck taking the list as he read out loud. “vegetables, fruits, pregnancy nausea pills, blankets, first aid kits, body pillow…- jaemin am i some maid?” he’d whine stopping midway the first items, there is like thirty more ahead. areum sighing, “you don’t need to buy pregnancy items for me—”

he gave areum a glance. “I do. Get it done lee haechan, you can have jisung tagging alone.” jaemin said lastly before walking away. jisung sighing, “man I don’t really want to go with…him.” jisung said slowly.

Haechan scoffing, “as if i wanna go with you either.”

areum shaking her head. “you need to get along, don’t kill each other. i’m going to take a shower.” she announced leaving the two, perhaps a bath would be more relaxing and de-stressing for her?

Haechan huffs trailing in the supermarket with a large trolley moving behind with jisung controlling it relentlessly. the older male stops with the large list jaemin made.

“vegetables.” haechan sighs out, holding a packet of tomatoes and cucumbers, jisung watching the trolley cart when he threw in the veggies. jisung looks around, finding ice cream aisle, the taller goes away without haechan’a knowledge who was busy gathering other vegetables such as cabbage and onion.

jisung came back with an ice cream box putting it in the trolley, haechan looking back at placing the onion down. his eyes noticing the ice cream he picks it up pointing it to jisung. “put it back, now.” he’d demand.

“no, i want ice cream.” the brunette scowls. hyuck holding one hand on the hips, as if he were a stressed mother with a child right now. “yah, park jisung.” he whispers when a few people watched them argue in disagreement. “people are watching, put it back, do not make a scene.” hyuck whisper shouts.

jisung smirking, “no. I’ll tell areum!” haechan’s jaw splits open, dropping the ice cream box down. this is his own money too, he’s not exactly rich either. “this is why I’m never having kids.” hyuck mumbles under his frustration grabbing the trolley and pulling it into the next aisle where he will buy the rest needed items.

the older swore he was babysitting a child not grocery shopping. jisung pushing the trolley forward with a run as he then cling on it, swinging the feet off the air, letting the cart simply roll forward. Haechan tugging the pregnancy pillows and extra blankets low in his hands, staring at the sight of jisung pushing in junk food: chips, chocolate, cup of noddles.

by the time the two were done shopping the cart was almost fully filled to the top and haechan sighs in relief when the final item was scanned in. the teenage cashier turns to the tan male with a short smile, “that would be 300.”

it’s as if the soul was sucked out of his body. Haechan giving a fake smile. “haha what? how much sorry, i think i misheard…”

the cashier looking back to the desk then to the customer again. “that would be 300 sir.”

‘park jisung you’re dead meat.’ haechan grimly thought, the cashier was given the card from the man with his own pocket money. being under the mafia really doesn’t pay that much, believe it or not.

jisung saw with a satisfied smile outside the trolley coming out of the market as haechan pushed it to the younger boy harshly, mumbling his words. “tell me why I’m a broke ass bitch now?”

the younger boy opening the chip packet, munching loudly due to its crispy texture and salty grain taste. “thanks hyung!”

“oh so now you call me hyung!” haechan shot back, putting the bags into the back of the car, jisung getting inside the front passenger seat widely happily that his cravings were meeting ends. hyuck sighing, “don’t call me hyung.” he told when he sat next to jisung, putting the seatbelt on the waist as his hand pushes the car keys in.

the car engine starting up with rustic metallic sounds, jisung humming happily.

at least jisung will never ask him again for chip packets. Haechan hopes anyways .

areum’s spine relaxing down the expensive marble white bathtub belonging to jeno’s large rich bathroom. sinking into the warmth of the bubbly bursting water, skin covered in it as if it were a blanket tucking her inside. de-stressing the worry along with tension, areum’s hair would go shade darker once the element water comes forward.

the wet hair dripping once she comes up into the surface, exhaling out a breathe that she held under the scented rose petal water. candles set on the edge of the bathtub and open window looking over the dark night city life.

eyelashes wet in large clump chunks, areum wiping forward regaining conscious sight as her head shifts to the large open window. the knees slowly curve up to the exposed nude chest, arms wrapping onto them tightly. hugging herself, somehow hoping her tears would be camouflage due to the water dibbling down the side of her face from being under water for too long.

heartbeat racing hardly now, in matter of fact ever since the heartbreaking news, areum felt like her heart stopped beating— like a part of her was gone. strained voice creaks. “jeno… you can’t be dead.”

the arms squeeze the knees together, face turning in the knees digging in the dark space of coverage.

areum refuses to believe he is dead without seeing the body.

swoosh, swoosh…

eyes opening with slight rust on the eyelashes stuck to the skin, a painful sound of bones cracking out of place and back in, the unfamiliar harsh windy breeze hitting past the half broken shut windows. sight of outside lamps indoors were seen hanging by the low ceiling.

the man sat up half confused. the top was off, the muscular body with old white scars across the chest, bruises and white glory milk define abs with v shaped strong back arched revealed, a soft silk bandage wrapping around the right side of the shoulder and collarbone area down to the waist diagonally.

the crust half blue-white lips groan in sudden pain when remembering what had happened, recollecting the traumatic event as well as the shoulder hurting in pain at the same time; as if his thoughts were stimulated by the physical pain too.

“you woke up young man, you’re very lucky we found you.” the familiar face man spoke out, eyes shifting slowly to open round&round.

his deep voice that sounded ill but at the same time almost gone with its vocal due to the impact of the cold ocean suffocating the insides by drowning the throat. “mr Kim..?”

“you remembered me.” mr Kim lightly joked forward walking, jeno looking around. “how did you find me?”

“I was sailing and happened to find you shot. how did this happen, jeno? you could’ve drowned if i didn’t see you.”

the man’s voice was comforting to jeno’s ears, the man sighing out; that’s right he was shot off guarded by yuta, the bastard luckily missed a vital. the water was a nasty killer ready to eat jeno up but thankfully the old man was able to save him.

jeno bows his head down. “thank you so much for saving me. i owe you my life.”

“don’t worry, I’m glad you’re safe. you should call me doyoung instead, we met a year ago.” doyoung trails, handing jeno a plain white shirt. “my wife is expecting me at the cabin tomorrow, why don’t you explain the situation as we head back?”

at first the younger was cautious what to say, but it really cannot be helped when he was shot badly. jeno lightly chuckles, “are you sure you can handle it, hyung?”

doyoung gave a smirk. “trust me im intrigued now. i never removed a bullet in my life, but now i have!” Jeno scoffs friendly manner, “very well.”

guess it wouldn’t hurt to open up to an old friend right?

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MASTERLINK FOR HIS KARMA.

@onyourhyuck please refer from copyrighting and plagiarising my work!

🫶🏻 new character unlocked from season 1: Kim doyoung~~

😃 pls not at haechan and jisung having a rivalry sibling dynamic.

I guess only chapter 11 will be released today 😭 i ended up being half busy so I couldn’t continue writing chapter 12! Sorry!!

#nct fanfiction #nct smut #nct x reader #jeno smut #nct series #his karma #his karma season two

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ratmonky · 4 years

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After The Storm

Word Count: 5.3K

Warnings: choking, breeding, biting, mild knife-play, smoking, munkey’s self indulgent ass

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@kingtamakimurder thank you for always inspiring me and making me smile ((; pls accept this as your early birthday gift

The downpour came after the peal of thunder almost instantly, it was heavy and rapid.

People around cursed and started running around to take shelter from the heavy rain.

One man stood there calmly, unresponsive to the rain droplets falling soaking his clothes. He clicked his tongue before opening the umbrella he had been holding onto.

The weather report was right as always, the channel he had watched this morning had reported that there would be heavy rain around the evening time.

Lines of rainwater from the top of his umbrella dripped down in front of his gaze as he brought a cigarette up to his lips. Using his cheap spark wheel lighter, he lit his cigarette with a deep inhale. His eyes were trained on the exit of an apartment building as he was putting away his lighter, waiting for someone who fit the description.

The cigarette smoke he blew left a stale taste in his mouth. He had been standing here for a while, hadn’t eaten or anything. It was boring but he knew it wouldn’t be long until something interesting happened.

The calm before the storm.

Then, finally, after a long time of waiting, the target was in his view. A young woman entered the building, clothes soaked with rain, carrying a bag of groceries.

He watched the code the woman pressed into the lock and crushed his cigarette under his shoe.

Time to move.

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You stared at your phone screen to check the time and walked inside your apartment building. There were a lot of unread text messages from people you knew but you tried your best to ignore them.

When you pushed the elevator button, you were fantasizing about how you were going to strip your clothes off as soon as you got inside your apartment and fill up the bathtub with warm water. There was an open bottle of white wine from a couple of days ago, you could eat the grapes you had just bought too.

Today would be your pamper day, you decided.

After a long week of working, it was only natural that you deserved to do a little bit of self-care.

If you remembered it right there was an unopened pack of your favorite chocolate bar in the kitchen cabinet too! Ugh, today was going to be perfect!

You got on the elevator while trying to decide which show you would watch after your much-needed bath, omitting the man who had entered the apartment building with your code.

The elevator doors closed with a soft chime. You looked down to your feet to notice how water had pooled under you. You had probably left a puddle of water on the main floor as well while waiting for the elevator. The janitor was going to be really mad, you should have listened to the weather reporters who had warned the citizens about the heavy rain.

Internally apologizing to the janitor, you left the elevator on your floor, heading straight to your apartment. Water droplets falling from your clothes left a trail after you. A loud groan left your lips, the janitor would definitely know you were the culprit.

You unlocked your door and entered your apartment, rubbing at your eyes. You were feeling a little drained. Nights had been more sleepless than usual but you knew as soon as you got in the tub full of hot water and bath salts, the heavy feeling would lift, and you would be renewed.

Kicking off your shoes, you started getting rid of your clothes by the doorway to avoid soaking the floorboards with water. Your clothes were sticking to your skin and peeling them off took you a minute longer than usual but once you were only in your underwear, you carried the grocery bag to the kitchen.

Quickly making your way to the bathroom, you turned on the faucet to let the bathtub fill. You grabbed your wet clothes and ran into the bathroom with them, squeezing the excess water before hanging them on the clothing rack for them to dry.

The bathtub had only filled halfway when you went inside your room to put on your favorite robe. It felt a little weird walking around in your undergarments even if you were alone.

Back in the bathroom, you checked the temperature of the water with the glass of white wine you filled earlier. You opened one of the big bath bombs you had, using it instead of bath salts felt like a better idea. You could stand and watch the satisfying colors emerge from the bath bomb. It was always mesmerizing to see.

Your thoughts were interfered with by a heavy knock on your door. You weren’t expecting any guests. In a hurried motion, you tightened your robe using the string around your waist before walking out to the doorway.

Getting on your tiptoes, you looked through the peephole to see who it was. It was a man with his dipped low. He banged on the door this time, startling you enough to gasp.

Now, unlike your old apartment, the door didn’t have a chain lock on it. You had actually bought that specific lock a couple of months ago but you had been procrastinating on installing it and today you cursed yourself for always leaving the things you actually needed to do for tomorrow.

You grabbed the door handle hesitantly and opened the door to see what the man wanted. Your free hand was clutching the fabric on your chest. The door only opened until there was enough space for you to peek out but not enough space for the man to see inside.

“Can I help you?” you asked, voice flat, kind of annoyed. How dare he disturb your pamper routine.

“That’s why I’m here,” he replied. He was tall and muscular, which irked you. “A colleague gave me your name, and said you treated people who couldn’t go to a hospital-”

You suddenly opened the door wider and shushed him. He raised a brow and glowered down at you, with the way his eyes squinted at you, you felt like an insignificant pebble on a crosswalk.

“I-I don’t do it h-here,” you explained, a hundred names crossed your mind and you tried to remember which one of your contacts was stupid enough to give this man your name but you couldn’t think of anyone. Even if you did… nobody knew where you lived, meaning, this man had found you all by himself. “You should leave, I’ll come by that bar in Shibuya next week, as usual, I’ll see you there.”

You made a move to close the door.

“Hold up.” The man put his hand on the door, blocking you from closing it. “I can’t wait that long.” His grip on the door tightened, you could swear you saw his veins pop up.

“I-I can’t help you right now, sir!” You tried slamming the door closed by using your entire weight to push it but the door seemed to just open wider. Yelping, you looked at the large man in horror.

“Why is that?” he demanded, his voice sounded terrifying, there was an underlying tone of rage as if he was ready to snap. Right now, he was technically standing by the door frame, if he took one step forward, the door would be wide open and he would invade your home.

“It’s not an appropriate time,” you said honestly.

“You’re lying,” he called you out immediately, narrowing his eyes at you. “Some stitching, once it’s done I’ll be gone,” he insisted.

“Sir, please, if you don’t leave I will scream,” you replied, simple and to the point.

“I thought you people swore on an oath or whatever to help those in need? Like; patients will be my first consideration yada yada.”

“We pledge to service!” you corrected, “And you seem perfectly fine to me! Leave before I call the police!”

He moved away from the door and you almost fell face forward onto the tile floor. You were getting ready to cuss him out when he lifted his shirt.

Quite unlike a nurse, your mouth gaped at the sight, quickly you looked away.

He scoffed at your reaction, “Not very professional, are ya?”

You heard your next-door neighbor open their door, knowing what the view would look like to them, in a wave of panic you grabbed the man, pulling him inside the cramped doorway. It wouldn’t have been that jarring to have a man lift his shirt up in front of your door if it wasn't for the evening hour, which permitted a lot of gossip for your neighbors.

Getting on your tiptoes, you looked through the peephole, your neighbor walked past your door with their dog without a glance in your direction.

You heard the soft thuds of footsteps moving further away and suddenly remembered the unknown man you had inside your apartment. By the time you whipped your head around to see what he was doing, he had already disappeared into your living room.

“Sir,” you called, crossing your arms on your chest. “I need you to leave.”

He threw himself on the couch, putting his foot up on your coffee table. “You invited me inside.”

“N-no, it was just because I didn’t want any misunderstandings between me and my neighbors.”

While you were busy explaining yourself he found the remote control and turned on the television, flicking through the channels.

“Hey, are you listening to me?” You stomped your foot, “I’ll call the police if you don’t leave my house right now!”

Unresponsive, he continued flicking through the channels until he found a rerun of a thriller movie.

With a grumble, you went to grab your phone from the bathroom and walked back to the living room. “I’m serious!”

He was still unfazed.

“Okay, that’s it!” Your fingers fumbled on the screen, trembling as you dialed in the number. You lifted the phone up to your ear, it was on the first ringing beep when the man spoke.

“Don’t you think that they’ll ask me why I’m here?” He turned his head to look at you with a mocking look on his face. “What makes you think that I won’t tell them about your underground hospital?”

Your blood ran cold. It took you less than a second to hang up the call.

He scoffed.

The money you got from your usual job didn’t pay well but criminals… they paid more than well. As long as you kept your mouth shut, didn’t ask too many questions, and treated them, you got paid your monthly income per patient.

You needed the money.

“You’ll leave once I’ve treated you?”

A nod.

You let out a sigh and disappeared into the bathroom to grab your medical kit. You pulled a chair next to the dinner table and placed some tools on the table. “Sir,” you called, “Sit here.”

“Toji,” he said, turning off the television before walking to the chair.

There was no need for you to know his name, you weren’t going to see him ever again.

Toji reached to his back, his fingers dragged the fabric up, once he managed to hook a finger under it, he pulled his shirt up and over his head. He stood shirtless in front of you, his muscles flexed as he draped his shirt over the chair.

“Enjoying the view?”

You weren’t moving, eyes trained on Toji intently when he called you out. You breathed slowly through your mouth only, internally begging yourself to calm down. You grabbed a damp cotton pad soaked in alcohol and pressed it against a gash on his abdomen. He didn’t wince or flinch. While you were cleaning the gashes and the dried blood to get a clean canvas to work with, you noticed many different scars on his body.

Some were faint, some were improperly healed.

His ribcage was covered with those scars, the ragged rip in his flesh was going to be only one another story to tell like any other of his scars.

“Wanna tell me how this happened? Who did it?”

“A curse.”

“A curse,” you echoed. It made you snicker which also gave him the answer to something he had been wondering.

Putting the cotton pad down, you grabbed the sterilized needle and a thread before kneeling in front of him. You pushed the needle through his skin and pulled it out on the other side of the gash.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked abruptly.

“N-no,” you stuttered, confused as to why he had asked you this question. He wasn’t trying to flirt, was he? “Why did you ask?”

“The way you’re dressed, it’s like you’re waiting for your man.” His voice had an edge to it as if he was saying each word after careful thought, knowing what your reaction would be.

Your cheeks flushed bright pink, not helping the situation and giving him the reaction he was looking for. You would have covered more of your chest but you were busy stitching his wound.

There was a need to change the subject but you found yourself asking him the same question. “What about you? Do you have someone?” Your voice died out quietly when you noticed what you were asking could imply that you were interested in him.

“Divorced.” Was his answer.

“Oh.” The needle sunk into his flesh one last time, you pulled it from the other side of the wound, done with your stitching. “Any kids?”

“Probably.”

The way he answered made the question you jolt but you didn’t dig it any further. Instead, you grabbed another damp cotton pad to clean his stitches before putting a bandage over them.

“Done, don’t shower until next week,” you paused, realizing that you were going to see him next week. “I’ll have to take the stitches out once they’re healed.”

“No need,” he replied, smirking while looking down at you. He was simply enjoying the view of you on your knees. “I’ll do it myself.”

“Ah… okay.” You removed your latex gloves and tidied up the floor. “That’ll be around 12 000 Yen.”

Toji barked out in a laugh.

“W-what?”

“That much for sewing some skin together? I could’ve done it myself if I had taken some sewing classes.” He leaned forward on the chair, his biceps flexed hypnotizingly as his hand reached for your face. You didn’t move away, it was happening too fast. He squeezed your cheeks together until your lips puckered, his eyes sparkled with dark amusement. “Why not lower your price, whaddaya say, kitten?”

Something in your body switched.

Your head shook, you tried speaking but the words came out weird. “It’s ‘cause you invaded my home and forced me into this.”

Toji was still able to understand what you were saying. Your response annoyed him, for some reason he couldn’t articulate. He sighed heavily after cocking his head to the side. “How about I pay you back with something else?”

His eyes wandered down on your chest and then lower and lower and lower-

You closed your eyes shut, what was happening to you? This… He made you feel weird, no matter how attractive Toji was, he was still a stranger! What are you doing? Say no.

“N-no, I want the money.”

“Hmm, really?” He leaned in closer, you could feel his hot breath on your face. “Is that really what you want?”

“I need the money.” I need you to fuck me.

You heard the chair creak as he leaned even closer, then you felt his lips brush against your earlobe.

“(name).”

Ahh, the way he whispered your name into your ear made you tremble. You couldn’t help shuddering at the contact. You were falling to pieces. You were losing yourself.

“Toji,” you echoed, opening your eyes. His hazy gaze was already on you.

He released your cheeks and leaned back on the chair, placing a hand on his crotch, gripping his bulge, smirking.

Your mouth was gaped open, watching his hand as he palmed himself through his jeans.

“Wanna take a closer look?”

You mindlessly nodded.

Toji patted a free hand on his knee, urging you to sit on it. You weren’t thinking when you climbed up on his knee, your mind was blank, only the need to be filled by something firm and large filled your senses.

Eyes trained on Toji’s hard cock, trapped in the rough fabric, you settled on his knee. He grabbed your hand and slowly placed it on his bulge, instructing you to squeeze it to feel how large it actually was. His jeans didn’t do much justice, the size you felt by cupping his bulge wasn’t at all visible through them.

“It’s big.” Your eyes stared unblinkingly down at his clothed cock. Would it fit inside me?

Toji hummed, his size wasn’t any news to him. He placed his hands on your waist, feeling you up while you were busy rubbing your small hands on his growing erection. God, it keeps getting bigger.

“Are ya gonna keep playing with it over the pants?” he asked, moving his knee side to side for whatever reason. You didn’t pay much attention. “Are ya listening?”

A sound escaped you when his knee pressed against your pussy. Was that what he was trying to do just now?

One look at Toji’s face gave you the answer.

Toji bounced his leg gently, your legs trembled and you held onto him.

“You’re more sensitive than I thought,” he said, placing his hands on your hips, gripping harshly to move them along his knee.

Your eyes were starting to roll and flutter as he pressed you down on his knee, the friction was mind-numbingly ecstatic, and his wandering hands were just adding to the pleasure. It was all too much, the heat from Toji, large hands teasing your body over your robe with slowly paced strokes, and his overwhelming musky scent.

All of your senses were rearing up, telling you to get on all fours and let this man you met barely an hour ago fuck you silly. The attraction was undeniable and clearly mutual yet unpredictable.

“Ahh, I wanna mess you up so badly,” he said suddenly, his hands went under your robe, hiking the fabric up to see more of the supple flesh of your thighs.

You mewled in response.

He leaned to put his head on your shoulder, “If I were to,” -he grabbed a chunk of your ass, “-tell you that I wanna see you on top of me, what would ya do?”

Your breath hitched.

“I-I don’t know,” you managed, her voice quivering. I wanna feel your weight on top of me.

He noticed your discomfort. “I think you'd want me to be on top, am I right?”

Yes. Yes. Yes.

“You’re being too vulgar.” You tried sounding serious.

His hand left your hip, he reached to your face instead. You gasped softly when he tucked your hair behind your ear. “I can feel your pussy throbbing on my knee.”

Stunned, your eyes widened and you stumbled on your words. “N-no-” you protested, voice trembling.

The intense look he gave you with a raised eyebrow made you blush furiously.

“I m-mean-” You meekly looked up at him. “When you say it like that, you make me look like a… like a…-”

“A slut?” he filled in. He let out a sigh, placing a hand behind your head and pulling you towards his face. “Isn’t it a little too late to reintroduce yourself?”

“I’m just not like this.” You pouted at him. “I’ve never been like this before.”

A grin broke out on his face and he laughed, rubbing the back of your head. “I find that hard to believe, you were trying to seduce me from the moment you opened the door.”

You gasped suddenly, “I would never-”

“You’ve soaked my pants with your cunt, young lady.” Toji teased with a smile. “I can’t do or say anything more vulgar than that.”

A momentary silence hung between the two of you, your face had turned beet red. “With that settled... Do you know the name of the thing you were touching?”

Your body trembled at his blunt approach, oblivious to how close he had gotten.

“It’s a cock,” he breathed. “Say it.”

He leaned in closer and as he got closer you could see his features more clearly. Your eyes were on the scar on his lip, you wondered what it would feel like if you were to trace it with your tongue. “C-c-clock-” you gave up.

He put an arm around your waist, pulling you a lot closer. “Unless you say what you want from me, I won’t be able to pay you back,” he murmured, his eyes hazy.

You gave him a shaky smirk to cover your own embarrassment. “I--I want you to touch me.” I want you to fill all my holes.

“Be more specific.”

You wanted his large hands to cup your breasts and slide down, down down until they found your sacred place. You wanted him to rest the weight of his cock on your face, you wanted his lips on your slick heat, and you... You-

The longer you looked at him, the more you wanted him to touch you.

Toji looked at you as if he knew what you were thinking and bit his lip. “Come on, say it.”

“I want,” you started, body trembling with anticipation. “I want you to ruin me with your cock.”

He pressed a hand on the small of your back, bringing you even closer to him. Instantly, his lips crashed onto yours, he snaked his tongue inside your mouth savoring your sweet taste.

You lifted your leg and crossed it over his leg to sit on his lap. He pressed you down onto his crotch, you could feel the enormous erection underneath the rough fabric, pushing against your own clothed entrance. He could slip his cock right inside your pussy if you were both naked.

Desperate and needier than ever, you started grinding on his erection, humping him like a bitch in heat.

He growled into the kiss, his strong hands bouncing you harder on his erection. He was getting impatient, just like you. He needed to feel your walls clamp on his cock right at this moment or he would literally snap--

His large hands grabbed you firmly by your ass and he stood up from the chair. You yelped in panic before wrapping your arms around his neck to avoid falling. (As if Toji would drop you.)

He carried you to your bedroom, dropping you hard against the mattress. Within barely a second, he was on top of you, hastily pulling his pants down. You followed his example and hooked a finger under your panties but Toji growled at you to leave them be.

“I’ll take them off,” he demanded in a low keen tone, his hand tightly gripping onto something.

Dumbfounded, all you could do was to nod and wait for him.

Toji was completely naked when he flicked his pocket knife open. A wave of panic washed over you as he pressed the dull part of the knife on your chest. He was smirking encouragingly to put you at ease. He looked far too confident in what he was planning to do.

You yelped when he cut your bra off by the middle. Your tits gave a single bounce while Toji’s eyes feasted on the sight of them.

His hand cupped your breast and as he kneaded the soft flesh, he sliced a part of your panties. You lifted your torso up from the bed to shimmy out of your bra and robe. You threw them out of the way. Having your tit in his reach again, Toji pinched your perky nipple, put the knife down, and then brought both of his hands on your panties to rip the rest of the fabric off.

He brought the fabric up to his nose and took a deep inhale, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Decidedly, Toji grabbed you by the hips and pulled you completely under him, his rock-hard cock threateningly loomed over your leaking pussy.

Like he said, you liked him on top. It was a mesmerizing sight to see, his hair stuck to his forehead because of sweat, his eyes hazy with lust, lips agape to the sight of you under him. You could tell he was admiring the sight just as you were. You blushed faintly.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered, resting his fingers on your lips.

You obliged right away.

He pushed his fingers inside your mouth, covering the digits with your saliva before taking them out to grab his cock. His eyes didn’t leave yours even for a second, he gave a couple of pumps to his shaft and pressed the tip on your clit.

With a mewl, you bit your lip.

Toji dragged his cock along your folds as you started moving your hips impatiently. He was clearly teasing you but he cut it short, inserting the tip of his large cock in your pussy.

“It hurts, take it out!” you tried to move away from his cock but he held you in place.

“It’s just the tip.”

Although it was only the tip, you felt it stretch your walls and fill you up to the brim. The feeling didn’t go away either. Each time you thought he had inserted the entire length of his cock, he kept pushing his hips forward.

When his hips finally met yours, there were tears in your eyes, your chest heaved as your lips trembled.

“You’re so tight.” It’s you who’s got the enormous dick.

Toji pulled his hips back and slammed into your pussy with enough force to make your bed frame bang on the wall. You basically yelled out a moan and he started fucking you at an animalistic pace. His thrusts were brutal, you kept sliding up on your bed and he followed you to plant his cock to the deepest part of your cunt. Your fingers grasped onto the sheets under you, trying to stay where you were but it felt useless. His weight was more than enough to fuck you frantically at the same time he continued to punch a hole into your wall with your bed frame.

He slapped a hand on your neck to hold you in place, he stretched his fingers before wrapping them around you, his single hand was big enough to wrap around your neck. Your hands immediately went to grab on his wrist, you weren’t sure if you were trying to hold onto him for support or because he was practically crushing your windpipe but you couldn’t think properly.

Using his other hand, he forced your legs on his shoulders so he could shove his cock even deeper inside of your pussy. The tip of his cock kissed your cervix and your mouth opened in a silent scream.

Your walls clamped on his cock as you started to panic over not being able to breathe. You kept getting tighter and tighter. Trying to greedily milk Toji’s cock of his seed.

The thought of fucking you until your abused hole overflowed almost made him cum. Toji spat in your open mouth in the heat of the moment, how dare you try to cut the fun short with your clenching gummy walls! He placed his second hand on your neck as well. “Swallow it,” he snarled, his pace slowed.

You couldn’t.

He was putting too much pressure on your neck, you felt like you forgot how to use your tongue to swallow the simple liquid.

In a wave of panic, both of your hands went to your neck. You dug your nails on his hands, scratching the skin for him to let you breathe. Your vision was getting blurry and it wouldn’t be long until you passed out.

Unamused, Toji lifted the pressure off of your neck to instead pick up his slackened pace with his face buried in your neck.

You hadn’t even got to take a deep breath when you choked on both your and his spit. He was rougher than you thought he would be, like an untamed animal.

“I forgot how fragile women are.” Audibly talking to himself, Toji snapped his hips forward, making your toes curl. His teeth sank hard into your neck, enough to make it bleed. He sucked and licked on your neck, steadily nibbling on it while you moaned. The pain was pleasurable, you were going insane. This was it, you were about to see the stars. Weird, he hadn’t even touched you there yet you were already a mess. You wondered what you looked like. Had your makeup melted from your tears and spit?

“I’m close,” he informed, his voice huskier than before. Your legs started to shake, you reached your arms to him wanting to hold onto him. He leaned closer, letting you put your hands wherever they could reach as one of his hands reached between your legs to rub on your clit. Your tight walls clenched on his cock at once.

His vigorous pace and speed slackened, unable to resist your gummy walls any longer. Toji slammed his hips into yours, his balls slapped against your ass with a loud clap and his thick cock twitched. He was all the way inside you, from tip to the base. Your high came first, his finger flicked on your clit as your walls squeezed around him, you wrapped your legs around his waist, hoping that the euphoria would last a lifetime.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head while your orgasm shook you to your core. You hadn’t come this hard before with anyone else. Everything felt unreal.

Toji spilled his thick and creamy seed deep inside your fertile womb with a groan. He continued moving his hips to fuck his seed into your pussy. You could feel his hot seed run down from your pussy to your ass, leaving a sticky feeling.

Once satisfied, he pulled out and threw himself on the bed next to you. His bandages were bleeding through, you noticed at the same time you were trying to catch your breath.

It was silent for a while.

The only noises in your room were the two of your breathing sounds. He managed to get his breathing in control quicker than you.

Without speaking, Toji sat up and grabbed his jeans from the edge of the bed. You watched him take a pack of cigarettes out of the pocket of his jeans. He then laid next to you, putting a cigarette between his lips. He offered you one as well and you accepted out of courtesy.

You were far too tired to tell him to not smoke inside so you had joined him.

He lit your cigarette first, you inhaled the smoke as deep as you could before letting it go. Your muscles were spasming everywhere, your legs hadn’t stopped shaking but the nicotine helped bring your senses back. Your nerves eased with each inhale.

“Did the payment go through?” he joked, chuckling softly. His hair was a mess, he noticed your stare and ran his fingers through his hair to comb it.

“Definitely,” you snickered.

Toji pulled you closer to himself until you settled to his side, with your head on his chest and your arm over his torso. You two kept on smoking in the bed like that.

“When I come back to have my stitches removed, will you take the same payment method?” His tone was flirty, full of promises. “Huh, kitten?”

“I thought you were going to remove them yourself?” A genuine laugh escaped from your lips.

“What can I say, I liked your treatment style.” It was just an excuse to see you again. “So, whaddaya say?”

“Absolutely no! Not after all that choking stuff!”

Nevertheless, when Toji came back to your place the day after, a lot sooner than he should have, you didn’t say anything about the toothbrush he brought with him.

#being a dilf hunter is hard #there are just so many dilfs #toji x reader #toji x you

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yutalomlya · 3 years

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you came home, and checked around the room who knows how many times, clearly scared of something.

you had just watched a thriller movie with one of your friends, and you were terrified, to say the least. you wanted to call out for your boyfriend, yeonjun, so you could walk inside together, yet you thought that he was probably resting, his job being quite tiring.

actually, he wasn’t resting. he was waiting for you. for you to come back, for him to listen to you tell him all about your day and go in detail about every dog you saw on your way home. he didn’t show it, but he loved that so much. it was quite weird how he heard a door open, and never heard it close. he thought you may have forgotten something, and went to get it, but after a few minutes he panicked.

and so, he got up and came only to see you, arms crossed, right behind the door. “what are you doing?” he asked.

“chilling what abou-” you almost excused yourself,

“under the door?” he cut you off.

“yeah” you replied.

he sighed, “what’s wrong?”

“i saw this horror movie and now there’s definitely something under the bed and in the closet and-”

you got cut off by him simply walking away, not replying. yeah, yeonjun’s cold nature, and everything, but this really hurt you. you were genuinely scared, you just needed him to take you inside.

a few minutes later, he came back.

“there are no monsters under the bed or in the closet.”

he said,

“i checked.”

a/n; if any of u have any request with any idol pls send it id be more than happy to write it for you!!!!

#yeonjun #yeonjun fluff #coldbfyeonjun #fluff #txt fluff

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morathicain · 3 years

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CAAAIN hi hello how are you

Hope you are having the best day ever

I'm sick, this means that i have time to watch some series!

I have been out of the BL scenes for a WHILE

Outside of bad buddy, not me and paint with love (not a great series if i have to be honest) i haven't seen anything in almost a year

Do you have anything to reccomend? Maybe Thai? (k-bls love you to death but my brain is very off rn and i need something chill and you guys are very, very serious)

- Randy

Randy, omg hi! Ah, being sick is a bother, I am so sorry and hope you'll be alright soon. Pls take care of yourself 💐

Buuuut you have time to watch shows and at least that's something, isn't it?

OK, so I went to my MdL to even remember what aired this year and I'm sorry if you've actually watched some things already. So, you want something lighthearted? Or more crack and comedy? Bc some k-BLs are very soft and sweet, but it's not the same as a Thai BL on crack 😂 altho I have to admit I dropped futs and to hon chontalee bc they're not my type.

How about...

- He's coming to me? (there is drama but it's also very soft and sweet)

- Kieta Hatsukoi (Japanese but damn adorable)

- Light on me (Korean, I know, but Adorable™)

- My sweet dear (also Korean and not so dark, also two confident gays and food)

- atots is Thai and amazing but very emotional, so not sure how that is

- people apparently love enchante and my sky but I haven't seen those yet

- Be Loved in House: I do (Taiwanese)

- Did you watch Ingredients? Thai, food and sweet boys (a tiny bit of separation at the end but the rest makes up for it)

Apparently my soft BL watches from last year are exhausted (or I don't remember and probably will again once I've finished the post, sorry)

If you want something very soft but not BL, try Tokyo Seimenjo. Food and found family. Or Gokufushudo. They're both perfect for some laughs as well.

If you're up for a little bit more crime and drama and a GL (censors say they're friends but... *cough*), then I recommend Couple of Mirrors.

I watched a lot, but also a lot of thrillers and not BLs, so my brain is a mess trying to remember it 😂 sorry!

Please let me know if any of those fit or if you want something else entirely (have you watched any BLs from the Phillipines?) . I've kept shows like itsay and ipytm out since I thought it might be too serious?

Sorry if those recommendations are a mess. I might add to those in the notes tho.

Get better soon and all the best for you! 🌃

#Ask #Randy #Recommendations #They way my brain blanked #And I can't even remember if I've watched some shows last year or two years ago #Sorry!!

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master-sass-blast · 4 years

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Gifted.

*tosses escapism fic into the void* yeet.

Summary: You and Piotr go Christmas shopping and enjoy the holiday season.

That's it. That's all that's happening. You're welcome.

Pairing(s): Piotr Rasputin x Reader and mentioned Illyana Rasputin x Kitty Pryde.

Rating: G.

Word Count: 2k precisely.

Set after “It’s Truly Magical.”

A/N: On the off-chance someone asks or is worried, yes, there are no mentions of masks or social distancing in this fic. That's because, in this fic, there is no COVID (ergo, no need for masks and such). I'm just not dealing with it in my fanfic as well. I won't. You can't make me.

Wear your fucking masks irl pls and thank u.

Taglist: @marvel-is-perfection, @chromecutie, @girl-obsessed-with-things, @super-darkcloudstudent, @dandyqueen, @leo-writer

“What a bright time, it's the right time/ To rock the night away/ Jingle bell time is a swell time/ To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh…”

You inhale deeply, then smile. The smells of fresh pretzels and pine –the latter is likely a fake scent that the stores use, but it’s still good—tantalize your nose. You tuck your hat and gloves in your purse, then look over at your husband. “Where all are we going?”

“Ah…” Piotr scans his list –which has notes on which stores to check and what order the stores are laid out in the mall, so as to streamline things. “Kitty said she did not want gifts because she does not celebrate Christmas, so we are just shopping for… my family and Russell. You said you already bought gifts for your dad and Wade?”

“Yup,” you say with a grin. Nate’s easy to shop for –ammo, clothes, and the odd book or two are usually all he want—and for Wade you just find the weirdest stuff listed on Amazon. “And I already sent my uncle a gift from us, so we don’t have to worry about him.”

Piotr nods, ‘hmm-ing’ as he makes a note on his list. “Okay.” He mumbles in Russian under his breath, then says, “Mama had no list this year; I think we start with her first since figuring out gift will take longer.”

“That’s fine. Where should we start?”

“I think bookstore is best bet. From there, we can stop by Hot Topic and candle shop for snezhinka, then Game Stop for Mikhail.”

“Sounds good.” You link your arm through his and smile up at him. “Lead the way, babe.”

***

You glance between the piles of books on the table, then at your husband, who looks like he’s about to pull his hair out. “Do you think that, just maybe, you’re overthinking this? Just a little?”

“This is important,” Piotr insists as he skims through books from various areas of Barnes and Noble –cooking, history, fiction; he’d grabbed at least one book from nearly every section. “She has specific tastes. Cannot be just any old book.”

You purse your lips together. You don’t doubt that Alexandra has particular tastes in reading material –as a woman from her walk in life is bound to have—but you’re also certain that she wouldn’t want her son driving himself insane just to pick a present for her. You sit down next to Piotr and gently put your hand on his arm. “Sweetheart. She’s going to like whatever you get her.”

“Not necessarily. I have seen her toss many books aside with scoff and never pick them up again.”

“Okay, why?”

He shrugs. “Realism. She thinks some authors are ‘too indulgent’ or ‘too unrealistic.’”

“Alright, so maybe we leave out the crime and romance stuff,” you suggest, setting the few books he’d grabbed from those areas aside. “What does she like to do?”

Piotr goes quiet. His expression grows ashen as he contemplates the question. “I… don’t know.”

“Does she like to cook? Or draw? Or watch certain types of shows or movies?”

“I don’t know,” he repeats, more insistent. “She…” He sighs. “She never sits still. I don’t think any shows or movies interest her. When I was child, she always worked. On farm, taking care of animals, helping workers, making food, balancing accounts, translating letters and schoolwork… I never saw her rest. Do something for herself.”

You let out a soft snort. “Maybe a book on meditation.”

Piotr rolls his eyes, grinning. “Perhaps not.”

“Who does she like to be around, then?”

“Otets.” Piotr smiles when the answer comes easily. “She and my father” –he holds up two crossed fingers—“are like this. Aside from siblings and me, I think he is only person she is really close to.”

“Alright, maybe a cookbook, then. That’d give them something to do together.”

Piotr nods, then starts looking through the cookbooks he’d picked. “Question is, which one?”

“Well, we know she likes to stay busy and keep moving. Maybe something that’d challenge their skills? Something they haven’t tried?” You hold up a book boasting ‘rich and authentic Middle Eastern recipes.’ “This could be good. I think they’d have access to most of the ingredients, here in New York.”

He nods again, then sets the aforementioned book aside before checking over the other ones. “I think…” He lifts a hardcover thriller novel off the table. “She likes mysteries. This one has good reviews… maybe…”

You gently take the book from his hands and set it atop the Middle Eastern cookbook. “I think it’s a great choice.”

He smiles, then kisses your cheek. “Spasibo, myshka.”

***

“Bozhe moi.”

You giggle as the two of you step over the threshold of the Yankee Candle store, only for Piotr to recoil and take a step back. “You good there, baby?”

He presses his fingers against the sides of his nose. “Is like… assault of smells.”

“I know.” You inhale deeply, them flash him an impish smile. “Isn’t it great?”

Piotr groans, still rubbing his sinuses. “Do you mind—”

“I’ll find a candle for Illyana. Wanna meet up in Gamestop?”

“Spasibo, dorogoy.”

You blow him a kiss, then head into the candle store. You take a couple minutes to peruse the holiday display at the front of the store –and grab a couple votives for you and Piotr to enjoy—before heading towards the back of the store, where all the shelves of their regular candles are. You pause to smell your favorites –seriously, the McIntosh apple one never fails to make your mouth water—before taking a step back to survey your options. Alright, what to get for a mildly angsty, queer Russian goth?

It’s not as straightforward as it sounds (har har). Illyana’s an enigma, much like her mother. She’s quiet, keeps to herself, and doesn’t usually bother with convention.

Do I go for aesthetic? You pick up a pitch black candle labeled “Midnight Forest” and give it a cursory sniff. Ugh, smells like ass. No, thank you.

You also have to consider that whatever you get is likely going to be smelled by Kitty, too. As much as Illyana marches to the beat of her own drum, she’s surprisingly conscientious of her bubbly, energetic girlfriend.

Maybe something natural? Like the farm? You try a few options, wrinkling your nose after each sniff. God, what is it with the fresh scents and smelling heinous? You debate texting Piotr and dragging him back in here, if only so you’re certain you’ll get something Illyana would like—

And then it hits you over the head like a brick.

She’s gonna use these for meditation. You head down the rows of shelves, grab a jar labeled “Vanilla,” and give it a smell. Perfect. Not too strong, not too bland. You grab a lavender scented tumbler (for relaxation), then snag a pink one that smells like the perfume Kitty favors on a hunch it’ll be a hit.

By the time you pay for yours and Illyana’s candles, Piotr’s already waiting outside the Gamestop for you, bag in hand.

He eyes your bulging bags, eyebrow raising in trepidation. “Why…”

“Look, it’s your fault for abandoning me,” you say before he can point out your lack of self-control. “You know I’m weak for candles.”

Piotr snorts, then sighs. “Fair enough.” He nods and makes approving noises when you show him the picks you made for Illyana, then shows you what he grabbed for Mikhail.

“‘Mister Mosquito?’” You nearly double over laughing. “What even is this?”

“He wanted ‘weird video game,’” Piotr says, shrugging one shoulder. “I figure this should do.”

“He’s gonna love it,” you reassure your husband. “That’s weird as shit.” You start strolling along the main hall of the mall –and then your stomach rumbles. “Can we get pretzels?”

“Da, myshka,” Piotr chuckles, “we can get pretzels.”

***

“There'll be parties for hosting/ marshmallows for toasting/ and caroling out in the snow/ there'll be scary ghost stories/ and tales of the glories of/ Christmases long, long ago…”

“It’s the most! Wonderful time! Of the year!” you sing along as you rip another chunk off your pretzel. You smile to yourself as you admire the glittering, twinkling decorations decking the food court. “How’s your pretzel?”

“Very tasty.” Piotr dips a bite of his pretzel in some mustard, pops it in his mouth, then swallows before wiping his fingers on a napkin. “I think we only have handful of stops left.”

“Couple of sweaters for your dad… weird socks and-or scarves for Mikhail…” You lean over, reading off the list in his hand (which is written in a mixture of Russian and English). You take another bite of pretzel, then tap on a portion of blended “Russi-nglish” that you can’t decipher. “What’s that?” you ask once your mouth is clear.

“Random gift options,” he translates. “For filling out presents, stockings, that sort of thing.” He touches the tip of his index finger to the page, moving down the list in order. “Chocolate, books, gift cards. Guaranteed hits, essentially.”

“Ooh, I could go for some chocolate.”

Piotr snorts. “You just had pretzel. And this is for others, myshka.”

“If it’s in the car with me, I make no promises.”

He laughs, then makes an extra note on his list. “Safety chocolate… for myshka. Got it.”

***

“Here, dorogoy.”

“Oh, thank you!” You smile as Piotr takes some of the excess bags from your hands, shifting them so he can carry them (which, with his strength and the size of his hands, is no problem at all). You amble along next to him, admiring the various pop-up stands boasting games, calendars, and Christmas-themed treats. “Is there anywhere else we need to stop?”

“I believe we have everything.”

“And I’m guessing we need to head home so we can make dinner?”

“That would be best, da.” Piotr looks down at you, expression curious. “Why? There is somewhere you wish to stop?”

“Eh, not really,” you say with a shrug. “I just like coming to the mall during this time of year. The decorations, the music, the extra stands and seasonal gifts… It just makes me happy.”

“Aah, khorosho. I understand. We can come back later for date, if you like. Take time to walk around and admire stores.”

You grin up at him. “I’d like that.”

The two of you make to head out of the mall, back to the parking lot—

And then Piotr veers towards the right.

“Where are we going?” you ask, giggling as he leads you towards the bookstore. “I thought we already got everything we needed from here?”

He winks at you. “Trip is not complete yet. Not with hot chocolate, anyway.”

You grin and let him guide you over to the café in the bookstore.

Piotr gets you situated at a table near the expanse of windows at the front of the shop. He leaves your bags with you, then leads up at the counter to order your drinks.

You smile, lovestruck as you gaze over at him. How did I get so lucky? You lean back in your seat, taking a moment to admire the snow falling outside before checking out the decorations throughout the store…

Which is when you realize that there’s mistletoe hanging over your table.

You chuckle to yourself. Perfect.

“You are in good mood,” Piotr comments as he returns with two cups of hot chocolate.

“Of course, I am,” you admit with a broad grin. “I’ve got you. And tradition’s on our side.”

Piotr’s smile turns quizzical. He cocks his head to the side, staring at you for a moment, then looks up when you point towards the ceiling. “Ah,” he chuckles, “yes. That is good reason to be happy.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” You hook your finger under the collar of his shirt and gently tug him towards you. “Come here, handsome.”

He lets out a soft, happy giggle and bends down to kiss you.

#sass writes #piotr rasputin x reader #colossus x reader #holiday fluff #i miss going outside #which never happens so like #fml #don't mind the sounds of despair coming from my general direction #just use the fluff to drown it out #just like how i am #also kitty is jewish and thus doesn't observe christmas #i will die on this fucking hill :)#x men fanfiction #deadpool fanfiction

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wearetakingthehobbitstogallifrey · 4 years

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Kdrama recs Part 1

Hullo and welcome to the kdrama life @camsthisky! The following list is not in any particular order, other than the fact that I start with a more rom/com vibe and head toward more romantic/action or action. All the following kdramas are set in the modern day, and part 2 of my recs for you will be either darker kdramas set in present day or historical dramas.

Let the list begin!

1. Strong Woman Do Bong Soon:

Do Bong Soon is a v smol woman who has super strength and who wants 1. To create her own video game 2. Get her police officer crush to return her affections. Which like, police officer is kinda cute but he ain’t that special. Bong Soon winds up becoming a bodyguard to Ahn Min Hyuk, the extremely rich, kinda spoiled, ridiculously extra CEO of a gaming company who does not like the police for secret reasons, and sadly does not have a good relationship with his family. (He a lonely boy underneath everything.) Min Hyuk finds out about Bong Soon’s powers, is in TOTAL awe of her, offers to train her in fighting, and literally falls head over heels for her.

The caveat with this show is there is a subplot or two that annoy me, BUT I just use the 10 second skip button and it is totally worth it because the romance is super cute—SUPER CUTE (also I have a list of favorite actors and Park Hyung Sik is def on it—one minute he is an adorkable, blushing bby the next he can be intense and sad)

He cute

2. Her Private Life:

Hello fake-dating!! Ryan Gold (an adoptee who didn’t live in Korea for a while) is a former artist who stopped painting because he couldn’t deal with his Stendhol (?) syndrome (among other traumas). Deok Mi is the classy art curator of a famous museum who definitely does not have any secrets she wants to keep from the world—well, other than the fact that she is the number one fangirl of kpop idol, Cha Shi-an (who also appreciates art) and has a major crush on him. Ryan becomes director of the art museum and there is a whole thing with getting Shi-an involved in an art show.

Following this and a series of unfortunate events a false rumor starts that Deok Mi and and Shi-an ARE dating. It’s a little complicated to summarize, but basically what you need to know is that Ryan and Deok Mi become a fake couple so there won’t be a scandal for Shi-an or violence done to Deok Mi by rabid fangirls. I enjoy the fake-dating trope a lot, and how it becomes real for both of them! The leads are played by Kim Jae Wook and Park Min Young, who both have incredible range. Lots of soft moments in this one! Good kisses, a scene where the faves bake together, and also Ryan wears a lot of deep v-neck shirts and jackets which is an attack on me personally.

The show also contains a bit of angst, which I LOVE. Hand-holding becomes an important theme 😊

RYAN NO

3. Crash Landing on You: Rich South Korean heiress/fashion designer Se-ri accidentally winds up in a North Korean village, and really REALLY wants to go home. Mostly because there are no scented candles or spa-like bathtubs in the vicinity, but also because she could easily disappear into a NK jail and never return. A North Korean captain named Ri Jeong Hyeok finds her and decides not to turn her because, one, he’s a good guy who doesn’t want to turn an innocent person over to what might be her death, and two, turning her over might get his four underlings in trouble for reasons. Said underlings are his family, basically, and they are a deLIGHT. One is an argumentative proud sort who likes to drink and to feel important and who tries to provoke (and gets provoked by) Se-ri at every opportunity, one is a lover of banned South Korean dramas, one is a 17 year old bby who misses his mom, and one is the silent but most loyal follower of the captain.

Besides all these people, there are two other characters (including a surprisingly wise conman) who become faves and major players in the plot.

There is a great mix of humor, romance, found family, and angst, and I love it very much. A few things don’t go the way I want them to near the end, but a bit of imagination and fanfic can fix anything

ALSO I FORGOT THE CAPTAIN GETS SUPER SULKY FROM TIME TO TIME AND IT IS HILARIOUS

Show of hands, who thinks they will meet again

4. Are You Human Too: A FAVORITE SHOW OF ALL! TIME!

What do you do when your husband dies and your evil mega-rich father-in-law takes your son away from you and keeps you from seeing him ever? Well, if you are scientist with more genius than positive coping methods, you build yourself a robot son who looks exactly like your real son. Great solution, am I right?

Nam Shin III is the name of my favorite robot son, played by the inestimable Seo Kang Joon. He is the purest bby you will ever meet, being designed so that he never lies and so that he will immediately go to hug anyone who cries. He seems quite a contrast to the bitter human Nam Shin, who hates his gilded prison life, hates his Grandpa, and tries to sneak away from his right hand man, Secretary Ji Young Hoon, his only friend in the world. The girl in the show is Kang So Bong, an ex-UFC fighter who was so badly injured she had to quit. She is at first a bit jaded and mercenary because of her past, but she has a golden heart that just needs to be reminded of its existence.

Not going into details to avoid spoilers, but everything upends when the robot Nam Shin has to take the place of the human Nam Shin. The show is a soft, funny, angsty exploration of what it means to be human, with some good found family throughout. The character development is phenomenal, and the connection between So Bong and Nam Shin III is *chef’s kiss*. I just want to give a shout out to Seo Kang Joon who plays a duel role like you wouldn’t believe, to SKJ’s smile, to the soundtrack, and to the character of Young Hoon, a loyal, steady, and self-sacrificing secretary that we do not deserve (gosh tho he looks good in blue!)

Look at my robot son getting a long-looked for affirmation! (his lil smile!!!

5. W: Two Worlds:

This show unique because it meta as HELL! Oh Yeon Joo is a junior doctor and the daughter of a webtoon artist whose big hit, W, is coming to a close. Much to her surprise, she gets pulled into the world of the comic where she encounters and saves the main character, Kang Chul, a former Olympic shooting champion who was blamed for the murder of his entire family, and whose sole desire is to find the real killer. It’s a good romance between them, and I also love Kang Chul’s relationship with his hyung, which, tho it is not always a main focus, is present and wonderful. Kang Chul himself is both intelligent and adorably bratty, charismatic and angsty, soft and fierce, and he is one of my favorite kdrama characters for sure.

As for the meta, the show does a fantastic job exploring the rules of the comic world, of how one can enter and leave, the importance and power of main characters and supporting characters, and the purpose of an author. There is always another twist coming, and it is just so much fun!

UM SIR PLS POINT THAT ELSEWHERE

6. Healer:

I watched half this show and never realized that the female lead is played by Park Min Young, same actress as in Her Private Life. Someone had to tell me lol! She’s just so good at playing different people. In this show, she is Chae Young Shin, a reporter for a celebrity tabloid who has big dreams of becoming a famous reporter who investigates stories that actually mean something. She is a bit quirky, very cute, very brave, and probably one of my favorite female leads. She lives with her dad above his coffee/teashop bakery and is friends with all the ex-cons he has defended while doing his other job of lawyering.

Anyway this show is more of a romantic/action drama. To get an idea of the titular Healer, picture what you would get if you took some of Batman and Nightwing’s aesthetics (wearing black, hanging out on rooftops, punching people, flipping around, etc) and put them into a night courier who likes to watch National Geographic and dream about one day going off to an island where he can live all by himself for the rest of his days because oh yeah he is a loner whose only friend is an older woman who sets up his jobs and whom he has never actually met.

There is also an older reporter that Young Shin looks up to, the fun tabloid office where she works, a heck lot of mystery surrounding some tragedy involving a group of reporter best friends/found family back in the 80’s/90’s, and of course both members of the OTP have childhood trauma that has made them who they are today. One of my favorite things that happens in the show is that Healer has to go undercover for a while, Clark Kenting it up in Young Shin’s tabloid office, which overnight becomes a real news agency for reasons.

The action is LOTS of fun, and the romance is really soft and cute, and better still, when there is a misunderstanding or something that gets in their way, they almost immediately talk about it and resolve issues. They TRUST each other and give the benefit of the doubt where many tv couples would break up or get in big fights. I find it (plus the character development) very refreshing.

I couldn’t find a gif of my favorite fight sadly. This will have to do

7. Lawless Lawyer: This has Lee Joon Gi. Watch it.

Just kidding, there are many other reasons to watch the show, but it is true that Lee Joon Gi is one of my favorite actors. The man has phoenix eyes, a jawline that could cut silk, diamonds, you name it, and such a deep well of emotional acting that it literally kills me when his characters rage/weep/love/etc.

Anyway, in this legal thriller/romance/action drama, LJG’s character Bong Sang Pil is a beautiful, very extra ex-gangster/now lawyer who opens his own office, ready to fight villainy and avenge his mom with the law or with his fists, whichever is more useful at the time. He has a right hand man named Manager Tae and recruits a bunch of thugs as his minions, and they all become a weird sort of family as the show goes on.

Ha Jae Yi is a quiet badass lawyer who has no time for sexist idiots and gets her license suspended for smacking one of said fools. She gets recruited to assist Sang Pil, and they find their goals align as both their mothers were destroyed by the villains.

Speaking of the villains? EXCELLENT acting by them all, like they need to go down obviously, but you can’t help but be in awe of a few of them or even get attached to one or two in a weird way. Props to the show for having one of the best female villains I have ever seen

What an icon

Here you get two gifs of him

Sorry I needed to make it a magical three lol

Tune in next time for historical dramas and modern dramas that are a bit darker!

#kdrama recommendations #lawless lawyer #healer #w two worlds #are you human too #her private life #strong woman do bong soon #crash landing on you #kdrama recs for cam #my kdrama recs

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