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[breezeflows]

The Long Road (Stanford Pines x Reader)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 is here yippee!! I feel like these first few chapters are kind of slow but it’ll be worth it i swear!! And also a huge thank you to everyone for showing the first chapter so much love! It means the world to me. Now with all that aside here is Chapter 2! <3

Themes: This chapter is prettyyy sappy, Ford and Reader sort of make up? (Let’s see how long that lasts) sad feelings, small arguments, kissing, yearning, etc all the stuff that’s blanching okay anyways

The next day you find yourself sitting in a booth at Greasy’s Diner, idly stirring creamer into your cup of coffee. The diner is relatively quiet, the only sounds coming from the occasional clinking of silverware against plates and the soft hum of the AC unit. The smell of bacon and fried eggs wafts through the air, and sunlight streams through the large windows, casting the small diner in a warm glow. You take a sip of your coffee, the caffeine working its way into your system as you try to distract yourself from the thoughts of yesterday’s events.

You’re soon brought out of your trance as your close friend Lizzy arrives, sliding her way into the booth in front of you. Her strong perfume drifts through the air as she tucks her curly blonde hair behind her ears, showing off the golden hoops she’s adorning as she readjusts her bright green V-neck. She reaches into her purse, grabbing a bright red lipstick and begins applying it as she speaks.

“Sorry I’m late doll. Traffic was a total nightmare!”

Your face warms at the presence of your close friend, although it doesn’t seem to ease the heartache you’re feeling from your previous encounter with Ford. Your hurt being evident in your tone as you reply.

“It’s no problem Liz.”

Lizzy’s gaze instantly meets yours as she pauses, catching onto your tone immediately. She studies you for a moment, lowering the red lipstick as she takes in your tired eyes and solemn expression.

“Hey, you okay?” she asks gently, voice laced with concern. “You look like you’ve been through the wringer.”

You sigh, your shoulders drooping as you begin to explain your situation to Lizzy.

“I don’t even know where to start,” you say, fiddling with the sleeves of your sweater. (Ford’s sweater ahem ahem) “Things have been… hectic, to say the least. My relationship with Ford has been falling apart, and I feel like I’ve been living with a ghost these past few weeks. He’s been completely immersed in his research, and he barely even acknowledges my presence anymore.”

Lizzy watches you carefully with a frown, her brows furrowed in concern.

You continue, your voice faltering slightly as you recall the recent events. “Yesterday morning, we had a tense conversation where he basically said that his research is more important to him than our marriage. And then one of our old friends from college showed up and it made the situation even worse.”

Lizzy listens intently as you speak, her expression filled with sympathy. Once you finish explaining everything, she reaches across the table and takes your hand in hers, giving it a comforting squeeze.

“I’m so sorry you’re going through all of this Y/N,” she says soothingly. “You deserve so much better than that doll. And you should definitely get out of that house for a bit and clear your mind. How about you come stay at my place for a couple of weeks? You don’t need to deal with all of this...” she waves her free hand around as she continues. “Man-stress, alone.”

A wave of gratitude washes over you at Lizzy’s offer, and you can feel the tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. She really was an amazing friend. You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself.

“Are you sure?” you ask. “I don’t want to impose or anything.”

Lizzy chuckles dismissively, giving you a reassuring smile.

“You won’t be imposing on anything Y/N. I’ve got a spare room in my apartment, and it’ll be nice to have some company other than my boyfriend. Plus, a change of scenery might do you some good.”

You take a second to consider her offer, weighing the pros and cons in your mind. The idea of getting away from everything for awhile was tempting, and spending time with a good friend is always a nice thought. You take another deep breath, pushing down the small voice in your head that is telling you to stay and make things right with Ford. You knew he wasn’t going to change his mind anytime soon, or at least it felt that way.

“Okay,” you finally say, your voice slightly stronger now. “I’ll stay with you for a while. Thank you, Liz, you have no idea how much this means to me.”

Her smile widens, and she gives your hand another squeeze. “Of course chick,” she says. “What are friends for right?” She then reaches over and takes your coffee, thoughtfully taking a sip of the not-so-hot liquid.

“So, do you need help packing a bag, or do you want to go back home first to get your things?”

You think for a moment before replying. “I can head back to the house to pack a bag, but I’ll probably need to leave the car for Ford in case he needs it. Could you pick me up around 3:00?”

Lizzy nods in understanding, a slight frown on her face at the mention of Ford. Even when the two of you were fighting you still looked out for him, it was admirable.

“Yeah, of course,” she says. “I’ll be there at three. Text me when you’re packed and ready, and I’ll head over to pick you up. Just focus on getting what you need, and don’t worry about anything else, kay?”

You down the rest of your now-shared coffee, feeling a sense of relief at the prospect of getting away from the stressful atmosphere of your house. You thank your friend once again for her kindness, promising to message her once you’re ready to be picked up. With a small wave you leave the diner, heading back towards your house to pack a bag and prepare for your temporary stay at Lizzy’s.

As you make your way back to the cabin you realize walking may not have been the smartest choice. The skies have darkened, and the air has grown crisper. Large, plump raindrops begin to fall, creating a soft patter against the pavement. The once bright and sunny day has transformed into a dreary, rainy afternoon, the weather seeming to reflect your current situation.

You quicken your pace, the sound of rain getting louder as it hits the ground and the surrounding trees. The house soon comes into view, standing tall and imposing against the grey sky. Your clothes and hair become soaked with rain as you speed towards the front door, swinging it open and shutting it behind you.

As you step into the house, the heavy door closing behind you with a soft thump, you are surprised to find Ford standing in the entryway. He looks the same as before, tired, and a bit weathered. Although he seems taken aback by your appearance, his eyes flickering with surprise and… something else.

“You’re soaked,” he says, a hint of concern in his voice. “What happened?”

You turn your gaze from him as you shed your coat, revealing his old sweater underneath as you place it on a nearby hook.

“I went out with Lizzy for a late breakfast and got caught in the rain.”

Ford watches you as you hang your coat and begin to remove your shoes. He notices the slight distance in your voice, and the way you avoid his gaze. He knows deep down there’s more to it than just a simple breakfast with a friend. He hesitates a moment before speaking.

“I see,” he says slowly. “So, you two just… had breakfast?”

A sigh escapes you as you sit up straight, finally meeting his gaze.

“Yep.”

Ford’s jaw clenches slightly as he studies you, clearly sensing that there’s more to the story than you’re letting on.

“That’s it?” He presses, a note of skepticism in his voice.

“I’m going to be staying at her place for a couple of weeks.”

His eyes widen at your response, his lips parting in surprise. The hint of skepticism in his voice grows stronger as he takes a small step towards you.

“Wait a minute,” he says. “How long..?”

You turn your head from him with a frown, hugging your arms as you speak in a quiet yet frustrated tone.

“I’ll be out of your hair this way and you can focus on your project with Fiddleford, since it obviously takes higher priority.”

Ford’s eyes widen even further, a mix of shock and pain crossing his face at your words. His hands clench at his sides as he processes what you’ve just said, his mind reeling.

“What are you talking about?” he asks, his tone now filled with frustration. “You’re treating this like I just want to get rid of you, like I don’t-“ He pauses closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Like what Stanford?” you step forward, beginning to become angry with him. “Don’t act as though you didn’t tell me that your research is bigger than our relationship. You’ve tossed everything aside but now that I’m leaving for a few weeks you’re suddenly concerned?”

His eyes snap open at your outburst, scowling as his expression was a mix of frustration and guilt.

“You’re twisting my words,” he snaps. “I never said my research was bigger than our marriage. I just…” He falls silent, his anger deflating slightly as he looks at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of pleading in remorse.

“I just need some time to focus on this project,” he continues, softer now, his frustration giving way to desperation. “But that doesn’t mean I wanted you to leave. I… I never wanted that Y/N. Never.”

Your anger and resolve begin to crumble at his pleading state, your eyes softening as they meet his. You find your legs moving on their own as you step towards him, your arms slowly reaching to wrap around his middle. You rest your cheek on Ford’s shoulder, inhaling his scent. A mixture of pine and musk, with a tinge of smoke.

He lets out a shaky breath as you approach him, his rigid stance relaxing as you embraced him. His own hands eventually find your back, hesitating for a moment, but soon returning the embrace. He holds you as close to him as possible, trembling slightly as he buried his face in your hair.

“I don’t want you to leave,” he whispered, his voice muffled, but filled with a combination of mixture and despair.

“Please don’t leave me.”

You tighten your arms around him, your voice soft and reassuring.

“I’m not leaving you Ford,” you speak, your breath warm against his neck. “I just think we both need a bit of space right now. I need time to sort out my thoughts, and I think getting away for awhile will help with that. But I promise you I’m not leaving you.”

Ford’s grip on you tightens slightly at your words, as if he is afraid to let you go. His body tremors faintly as he absorbs your reassurance, his voice a mixture of relief and resignation.

“How long?” he asks with a vulnerable tone. “How long will you be gone?”

You pull back, just enough to look him in the eyes. You reach up, gently cupping his face in your hands, and he leans into your touch.

“Just a couple of weeks at most,” your thumb stroked his cheek as you spoke, giving him a look of sympathy. “When I get back, we can work through this, alright?”

His eyes search yours, his expression now one of understanding. Ford nods slowly, his hands moving to cover yours, his calloused fingers gripping your wrists gently.

“Alright. But please stay in touch. I need to know you’re okay.”

You manage to give him a soft smile and a nod, before leaning in and pressing a tender kiss to his lips. Ford’s eyes fluttered shut at the unexpected gesture, a small sound of surprise escaping him. His hands grip yours even tighter, his body leaning into yours as the kiss lingers for a moment.

After sharing a few more, you finally pull back. Ford’s eyes open, and he gazes at you with a look of surprise and yearning. A slight flush of pink is apparent on his features, his lips parted and slightly reddened from the act. He observes you for a moment, before bringing your knuckles to his lips, placing a gentle kiss there as if trying to hold on to this moment for as long as possible.

“I’ll miss you,” he spoke tenderly. “Don’t forget about me while you’re gone, okay?”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, Sixer.”

Ford’s heart skips a beat at the familiar nickname, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He pulls you closer, enveloping you in his embrace once more, large calloused hands wrapping around your back.

“Good,” he murmurs, resting his chin atop of your head.

“Because I’ll be counting the days until you come back.”

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[thisismeracing]

Honeymoon stunts | CL16

― Pairing: Charles Leclerc x fem!reader (she/her) ― Word count: 1.2k ― Warnings: not proofread; mentions of a wedding and public sex; graphic description of sex; p in v; breeding kink; +18 (minors DNI); ― Summary: Charles and Yn just got married, and although they know too much about one another, there's always something new to discover together, such as Charles' new breeding kink. ― A/n: Every piece I write here it’s a new experience, so your feedback, comments, and asks are more than welcome. *mwah* 🤍

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Charles loved the sea. He loved what it represented, its mysteries, and how it could be used for many interpretations of life. For example, he loved to think that life sometimes worked just like the sea: it had its highs and lows, sometimes the waves would reach the furthest part of the beach, and sometimes it would retract and crash almost around itself. He, like the sea, has had many setbacks the past few years, but, just like the sea, Charles too had his high tides. The most recent one being just the other day: his marriage.

Charles married Yn, and he considered this his high tide. The water reached the driest pieces of land in his heart. 

He have never been so happy the way he was with Yn by his side. 

And as if on cue, she appeared in front of him obstructing a bit of the sunlight reaching his face. Charles pinched his sunglasses at the point of his nose, leaving just enough space for Yn to see his eyes. 

“Hi, husband,” she grinned.

“Hey, wife.”

“I missed you in bed,” she confessed before straddling his lap, her hands firmly planted on his strong shoulders.

Charles mumbled a quick apology busying his lips with her ebony skin. He trailed kisses from her neck to her jawline and the corner of her lips, and then from her cheeks to her shoulders where he lowered the straps of her nightgown. Yn smiled and with a dashing attitude, she pushed the small piece of fabric enough to free one of her breasts. 

“Chérie,” Charles lets out a pained whisper as if trying to hold himself back.

“It’s a private beach.” Yn reminded.

“We’re going into the kinky public sex?” he teased lightening the mood and Yn threw her head back in laughter. The Monegasque watched how that position exposed so much for him. Just for him.

And what could Charles do if not take it?

One of his hands tightened on Yn’s waist, while his open palm found a home in the middle of her back bringing her body closer to his mouth. He kissed and licked over the places he knew he had left small lovebites the night prior. Yn whimpered and rocked her hips against his bulge, she was wearing nothing but the nightgown and Charles moaned when he felt her wetness against his trunks. He dipped one of his hands between their bodies, his skilled fingers were fast to find her sensitive bud and rub it teasingly. She bucked her hips harder and Charles groaned. 

It was her turn to kiss her way from his neck to his face. She took her time biting, sucking, and gently kissing his now-tanned skin. And she did it all while lazily rocking on top of him, which only drove Charles crazy. Yn, however, didn’t kiss his lips and he was about to protest when she got up, took off her nightgown threw it at his face, and covered her breasts with one of her arms. 

“Yn…” Charles warned and she giggled. The wind and the waves mixed themselves with her happy noises and Charles swore he found paradise again. 

“You want it?” she teased spinning her body for him. “Come get it!” she giggled again and took off to their cabin. Charles gripped her piece of clothing and laughed before sprinting right after her. He got to her just when she reached the door and it wasn’t long before they stumbled into the bed. Yn sitting on top of him again.

Charles gripped her neck and brought her face down to his, smashing his lips to hers in a messy and needy kiss that Yn reciprocated with the same amount of passion. She rocked against him again, and this time her fingers were the ones between their bodies, she pushed his trunks down freeing his hard cook. Their lips were still attached to the others when Yn started pumping his shaft, her thumbs finding his head every once in a while, and her mouth swallowing all the dirty noises coming out of her husband. 

“Fuck, mon amour, just- oh fuck,” Charles started but lost track of his words when Yn tightened her hand on his base. 

“Yes?” 

“Don’t tease me,” he whimpered and she smiles victorious. It was a wonderful feeling to have Charles under her begging and whimpering to have her. It felt powerful. He needed her just as much as she needed him. 

Yn kissed his collarbone one last time and got into a seating position grinding his dick against her lips, gathering just enough slick to help him slip inside her. Which Charles did in a single movement. It earned a loud moan from both of them. 

“Oh, fuck- you feel so good, chérie,” he breathed.

“Charls,” Yn moaned starting a sequence of rotational movements. She rocked and ground on top of him and Charles raked his short nails on her back and thighs. She repeated her movements and they felt the ecstasy that angle caused. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!” Yn almost screamed when Charles lifted his hips to find her moves. Her body shook with want. He felt bigger when she rode, and she could feel his pulsing dick so much better that way. It was fantastic. 

Charles gripped her breasts and took one nipple between his teeth teasing and playing with it while their bodies kept rutting against each other. Yn raked her fingers throw his brunette strands, gripping his face and directing his lips to her.

Her stomach tingled whilst Charles devoured her until her body started to tremble, “I’m coming,” Yn choked and Charles smirked lifting his lips again. His thrusts got sloppier and Yn knew from that fact that he wasn’t far behind her.

When the wave of pleasure washed over her, she let her body fall on top of his, her body dissolving into pleasure, but her hips still grinding waiting for Charles' turn. He grunts and moans and he’s about to pull out when Yn perches her body harder forcing them to stay in that position.

“Come inside me,” she pleads and lets out a string of curses in French. 

“You want me to let you have my seed?” Charles asks and Yn can only nod, her sensitive clit brushing against his pubic bone. “Huh? You want me to put a baby in you, mon amour?”

 Her eyes roll back and she cries feelings another orgasm approach, “Please, Charles!” 

“Tell me, chérie. Tell me you want me to stuff you full of my cum,” his voice is low, but his tone is set and straight, almost like an order and Yn obeys.

“Please, I want to- I want you to empty yourself inside me. I’ll have all your babies, love.” 

Charles bites her shoulders and sensually groaned on her ear when his orgasm finally came. It brought her second one along and they rode it together, gripping the other for dear life, moaning profanities, and love confessions. 

When the dizzy feeling of the orgasm started to fade, Yn sat up, a small smirk on her face, Charles was still buried inside her, she could feel their wetness mixing together between her legs, and the Monegasque could only smile blissfully at her. “So… a breeding kink, Charls?” 

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✧・┈・╴you turn up in the reveries of my mind‧ ₊˚・

summary: your roommate, Vessel, lets his lust and curiosity get the better of him after weeks of wet dreams about a certain someone...you

vessel x fem!reader, roommate!AU, friends to lovers, smut (are we surprised) wet dreams, masturbation (m + f), sex toys, mentions of somno and dub con, subby!vessel, softdom!reader, scent kink?, vessel is WHINY, p in v, light choking (m receiving), light biting (m + f receiving), dirty talk, teasing, begging, cunnilingus

a/n: at one point this was a drabble. then it evolved into this big boy whom i love very much. thank you everyone who reads and interacts. ୨♡୧

MDNI

✧・┈・╴

Ten. That’s how many mornings Vessel awoke with his hand already palming his cock as if his life depended on it…and how many mornings he awoke from a wet dream about his roommate. You. You’re always so kind and punctual with rent. And you’re a good cook. You’re clean. Quiet. Funny. Beautiful. Single. But when did you become desirable…tempting…fuckable? He couldn’t wrap his head around that part, quite frankly, he was too far gone to question it. Was it something you said? Maybe. Something you did that he just happened to notice? Could be. Or did the dreams come first? Either way, he knew that waking up just to imagine being with you felt good.

Oh to sneak into your bedroom after these dreams and have you take care of his “problem.” To slip under the covers and press against your warm, sleepy body…to kiss your shoulders and neck. At first, he thought about the thrill of surprising you. The way your eyes would focus after waking…asking what he’s doing and why he never said anything before only to shut you up with a wet kiss. But soon that fantasy evolved into something much more satisfying for Vessel. Instead of shock, you’d greet him with comfort and soft touches…like you were expecting him. He’d whisper “good morning, pretty” as you immediately embrace him. Maybe you were already naked for him. Or maybe there were no words between you…just his hand between your legs as you gently take his cock out of his underwear. Just the idea that you’d be willing and ready for him first thing in the morning…that he’d be lucky enough to be on your mind like that. And that’s the thought that finishes him this morning.

A bit later, he’s already put his decadent morning routine out of his head. Nothing a shower and scrolling can’t fix. That is until he sees you. Do you have to look like angel even when you’re doing something mundane like loading the dishwasher? Also, weren’t you supposed to be out of the house today? Things become worse when he’s a few paces from you and he realizes you smell divine. Like sugared flowers…candy…sex, honestly.

“You ok, bud?” You laugh with an eyebrow cocked. “I said ‘hi.’”

Vessel’s eyes flutter as he comes back to the present. He shakes his head and coughs a little “Your perfume…”

“Oh! Oh my god,” you cover your mouth. “it’s too much isn’t it? Its a bit much! I should change my clothes or…”

“NO!” 

He didn’t mean to yell. He just…god…please don’t deny him that scent. He puts his fingers to his temples, shaking his head. “Sorry, sorry, no I don’t what came over me. No it’s…” he walks towards you and clears his throat. “It’s really…really nice.” He has to look away. “It suits you.”

You look down and smile, a blush forming over your cheeks. Recently you two were warming up to each other more. Joking more. Spending more free time together. But you haven’t noticed his lingering stares…mostly because you look away quickly before he notices your own lingering stare. 

…

A bit later, you’ve left to run errands. Ves is still reeling from your encounter. It wasn’t overly flirty…not even sexual in nature…at least it would appear that way to an outsider. But to him it was erotic. The way you blushed when he mentioned your perfume and complimented it. The way your confidence seemed to perk up after…god. What else could he do to make you act like that? And what else were you capable of? What could you do to him? And while he’s letting those fantasies unfold, he finds himself in the doorway of your bedroom. Shit. He shouldn’t do this. He should not be walking in, taking deep lingering breaths to inhale the scent of the room. Your candles. Your perfume. You. Just you. Fuck! His inner monologue is weakly begging him to stop rubbing his face in your pillows. To stop grabbing your blankets and taking in the smell of your body and what he assumes is your body wash and, of course, that fucking perfume. Oh he’s frantic. Actually feral. He gets up quickly and approaches dresser. There’s no perfume bottles on the top so maybe they’re in a drawer? Before he even knows what he’s doing he opens the top drawer and starts riffling around. He feels something solid..aha..there it…isn’t. He pulls the object out of the drawer and…oh. 

If the perfume made him feral…this drove him to the brink of insanity. He held up the sex toy and felt every ounce of blood in his body flow downwards. God he wanted to touch it all over. To run his finger gently over the rabbit part that teases your clit…to stroke the part that thrusts against your g-spot. He wants to watch you use it. He wants not be allowed to touch himself while you fuck yourself in front of him. He wants to clean it with his tongue when you’re finished and and and *DING DING*

You: hey, almost done over here. Sure you don’t need anything?

He nearly jumps out of his skin when you text him and yank him back into reality. 

Ves: all good :) thanks 

He throws the toy back into the drawer and breathes heavily. He looks at your bed and notices how messy he left it. He quickly smooths out the blankets and pillows to make it look less disturbed. God he hopes you don’t pay too much attention to how your duvet looks or the divots in your pillows. He rushes to his room and plops on his own bed. God, he hates himself. Why did he do that? Why was he snooping? Why was he imagining such crazy things? He’s on the verge off tears when he considers “what would I have done if she caught me…actually saw me?” The spiral leads him to think that maybe he should start finding ways to kick you out…or ways to keep him out of the house. Fuck fuck fuck fuck “FUUUUUUCK!”

…

The evening is fine, but Vessel keeps to himself more than usual. He’s also nicer than usual. He gets you another slice of pizza. Obsessively asks if the volume of the tv is ok…if you have enough of the throw pillows to be comfy…do you want more water…dr pepper…a snack?

“Ves…I’m. Fine.” You say with a dry, exasperated laugh. “Are you ok?”

GOD he wants to be good. He wants to be decent and pleasant but he also needs to know how you taste and what your eyes look like the first time he thrusts into you.

“I’m great, hun. Really.”

He shifts uncomfortably. You don’t believe him. You take a chance and gently poke his thigh with your foot. He jumps a little, and you snicker but that’s it. That’s the interaction. You both feel the tension. Something is different. You figure he’s dealing with something he doesn’t want to share. He figures you want nothing to do with him beyond being his roommate. That’s what he tells himself. Begs himself to believe it.

After you both go to sleep, Vessel finds himself in a fitful dream where you caught him in your bedroom. You chide him. Scream at him. Start beating him with the dildo (this is how he knows it’s a dream). He jolts awake and, damnit, he’s hard. He can’t bring himself to take care of the issue but he also can’t stop thinking about you. About coming clean. It’s late but he can’t stop himself from coming to your room. He whispers your name, and you make a small sleepy noise.

“Mmm. Yeah?”

He’s already standing by your bed and trying to get a grip. “I…I had a bad dream.”

You chuckle a little at the innocence of his answer. “Are you kidding?”

“No…no I’m not.” His face burns. What is he doing? He feels stupid being back in here…in the middle of the night…taking in your scent again. “We got in a bad fight.”

“Well, thank goodness it was just a nightmare…right?”

He doesn’t answer your question, he just poses his own. “Your perfume…what’s it called?”

You look up at him in the darkness and can barely make out his features, but you can tell he’s breathing a little hard. 

“It’s nothing special.”

“Perhaps to you…”

“Ves, what’s wrong?”

Vessel’s brain feels like it’s on fire. He should just jack off and get some sleep but he’s in here being a creep. “I just…I’m in a weird place.” God he’ll take anything right now. Any crumb.

And you pick up on that. You pull back the covers, and he wordlessly slips in. You roll over…ready to try and initiate some kind of less-than-friendly cuddling…but he had already started dozing. Sighs. Boys.

…

Vessel wakes up from the best sleep of his life. Seriously. He groans softly and rubs his face against the pillow and slowly opens his eyes…surprisingly he isn’t shocked to see he’s not in his bed. He remembered how soft and heavy his body felt right when he laid beside you. As much has he wanted to touch you…kiss you…he couldn’t fight his body’s desire to rest for once. He rolls over and realizes you’re waking up, too. You stretch and make a content noise. God…you look so sweet right now. He realizes he didn’t have his reoccurring wet dream but the urge is still there. 

You nuzzle into your pillow a bit and groan. “I’m coooooold,” you whine playfully.

He laughs softly at your little voice but doesn’t immediately offer to warm you up. How awkward would that be? After all the strange things he did yesterday it would be his undoing if he offered to hold you…to be sweet and kind…and then you back away because he’s poked and prodded you. But those thoughts don’t last long because you’re already up against him. Already hugging him close. Letting your hips press against his…becoming painfully aware that he wants this just as bad as you do. His breath becomes ragged as he bites his lip.

You want to ask him if had wanted to kiss you last night…if he had been in your room (because you absolutely noticed your dildo was out of place in the drawer)…if he felt the same. But words feel exhausting right now. Why not just see what happens when you let your hand glide up and down torso mindlessly?

He groans softly and lets his head fall back a little. Your eyes trail up to the spot on his neck you find yourself looking at often. When you were alone you often thought how nice a hickey would look right there…you have to take the chance. As your soft, wet lips kiss and nip at his neck, he holds you tight. Like you were supposed to do that. Like you belong in his arms. You suck gently at his neck and coo softly when you see the spot redden. He pulls your hair gently so you’re looking up at him. His lips are on yours instantly and so are his hands. Those wide..spidery hands. He touches you gently like you might break….like he can’t believe it.

And he can’t. He cannot believe his luck…that being a little creep has gotten him this far. Your tongue brushes his in a way that makes him whimper. You bite his bottom lip and let your hand trail down his stomach.

“I need you,” you whisper.

“Then have me.”

You don’t need telling twice. You trail kisses down his neck and chest, stopping for longer, nibbling kisses when you hear him moan or his breath catch. You’re getting closer and closer to his crotch when he stops you. He pulls you up and gives you a sweet kiss as he slips off his sweats…no underwear. Fuck. He’s ready for you. Rock hard and dripping. At first you thought you were going too fast for him…but you see now that he just wants to feel you. To fuck you. 

He watches you undress, enraptured. You’re already pushing him onto his back softly and kissing his neck when his fingers find your slit. You moan softly, losing yourself in the feeling of your friend touching you like this. 

“That’s a pretty sound, baby…” he whispers as you little bite his jaw. “Mm. You’re a biter, too?” He punctuates his question with a quick nip your shoulder. You yelp and giggle. “Bet you’d like it if I marked you up. You wear that pretty perfume for me all the time and you’ll have to fight me off like a feral animal.”

You straddle his hips and lean down to kiss him, his hands kneading your tits. “Hm. I think you’re just a scrappy puppy…no feral animal. Aren’t ya?” He groans at your teasing but secretly he loves it. He buries his face in your neck and breathes you in with a moan. Oh…oh thank god. There’s still the faint scent of perfume in your hair and on your skin. He groans softly and wraps his arms around you. You’re trapped. 

“Rub your cock on it…” you whisper 

“Wha….what?” He groans out. Vessel has gone completely pathetic. The feeling of you laying on him with your neck in his face feels like the dreamiest way to suffocate. He wants to rub his face on you like a drunk slobbery puppy. You asking him to rub his already throbbing cock on your pussy doesn’t feel like a reward, it feels like torture. “Please,” his broken little mind pleads, “one stimuli at a time.”

But he obeys and rubs the head of his cock against your slit. You arch your back and moan as it hits your clit…fuck he’s a big boy.  And you can tell he likes it too. Maybe too much. 

“Look at how you’re blushing, baby. What’s wrong, hm?” You whisper teasingly. 

“I…mmm” Vessel whines. He’s given up rubbing his cock on you and lets it rest against your entrance. “It’s too much.”

“Ooh too much? We haven’t even started,” you hold his jaw so he’ll look at you. “Don’t you want me?” You pout playfully. Who knew he’d be so easy to tease?

He whines and tries to push your hips down on his cock. His eyes are glazed over and his throat bobs roughly as he silently pleads for anything from you. “…I saw your toy…”

A smirk forms across your lips as rub your thumb against his pouty lips. “I know you did. You did a very bad job at hiding that you snooped.”

His face darkens even more and he looks away, embarrassed and vulnerable. You giggle and pepper his face with tiny baby kisses. He holds you close again and hides his face, groaning, “I’m such an idiot.”

“Did you imagine me using it?”

He nods shyly. 

“Did it feel good to think about it? Hm? Come on…”

He tries to buck his hips upward and into you. “Please…” 

“So needy…” you tease. He helps you lower onto his cock and adjust to his girth. “Oh my god…fuuuck Ves.” 

He grabs your hips as his breathing becomes ragged. “Please. Don’t. Move. Yet”

“Why, Ves? Too good?”

“Yes oh my god….fuck.”

“Does it make you wanna cum? Hm? Are you that desperate?”

“Ffffuck. Fuck. Just for you. It’s always just been…for you.”

“Then lay there and be my toy.”

You lean up a little with your hand on his chest. Your hips rock back and forth as you adjust yourself to rub your clit against him. He doesn’t seem to mind that you’re just grinding against him instead of fucking yourself with his cock. No…he looks like he’s found heaven. He’s still holding on to you but he looks like he could be moved…manipulated…how ever you wanted. 

“Pretty girl…oh my god…fuck. FUCK” he grips your hips and tries to move you faster but you swat him away. “Mm…please. Please use me…please touch me…please I’ve been so good. So good. I…fuck…I’ve wanted to sneak in here so bad…watch you play with yourself…or…mm…wait for you to come out of the shower. Please.”

You stop to look down at him. You’re in control right now but that doesn’t mean you aren’t teetering over the edge. You’re gagging for it. You want to bounce and moan and “please daddy daddy daddy” on it but you’ve got him in a very very fun position. “‘Being good’ would have been coming to play with me. Silly boy. You’ve been having fun touching yourself without me.”

He whines like a dumb puppy “nooo that’s not…babe…” You chuckle and press your hand to his throat. His Adam’s apple bobs again as he whines with his teeth clenched…is he about to cry? “Quit being a cock tease! Fuck!” 

You squeeze a little on his throat, which elicits the sluttiest noise you’ve heard from any man you’ve fucked. “Listen to you. Bratty and eager. You gonna cum for me? Once I get started again you won’t be able to hold it…no…no you won’t.” You flash him a devilish grin and start bouncing on top of him. Your hand has moved to his collarbone but he quickly pulls you down by your wrist. His face is smothered in your chest, but you’re losing your balance and ability to ride him bent over like this. He holds your ass down and starts fucking up into your pussy kind of like your favorite little thrusting toy…but this one whimpers and pouts and whispers little desperate words of praise as he cums inside you. 

“I need to see you cum.” He says pushing you off of him. “Please. Let me help you. Please baby…” he pins you down on your back in a breathless, messy kiss. You spread your legs and start to rub your clit. He pulls away, wiping your combined spit off his mouth and lets his jaw fall when he sees the mess he’s made of you. “I wanna help…please…please…”

You’re already close but when he starts tonguing your slit where his cum seeps out of you, you’re done for. Even after you stop rubbing your clit he still licks and sucks at you…like he has to….

And he does. What if this was a one time thing? What if this was just for fun? What if you actually don’t care beyond this morning? Vessel wants to soak all of your cum and spit and scent up and lock himself away so he can’t forget it. He can’t share it. When he finally gets his fill, he looks down at you softly. And you smile back up at him. As if you hadn’t just been absolute little whores together…you enjoyed yourself…you enjoyed him. 

He slumps beside you and yawns. “You know I like you, yeah?” 

You laugh and roll your eyes. “Oh is that what that meant?”

He flicks your arm and lays on top of you, trapping you in a big hug. “You know what I mean. I want this. I want you. Everything. All of it.” 

You stroke his back and breathe him in…thinking about how fun it would be to just cut the bullshit…just be together. And you do.

[vermithorn]

* HOTD: KINKS PT2

— cregan stark, jacaerys velaryon & harwin strong.

check part 1 here !

contains: afab!reader, dub-con because has somnophilia (its consented but just to make sure), kinda modern!au because i mention porn, breeding, p in v, dacryphilia, oral, anal, roleplay, impact play, dirty talk, sensory deprivation.

CREGAN STARK,,

– breeding

cregan has the time of his life every single time he’s buried in your cunt, the possibility of you giving him a litter of his pups turns him on so much he slams into you harder and even faster. the way you moan when he fills you up with his seed, making his eyesight go hazy with lust and want because you want this as much as he wants it.

– dacryphilia

deep down he feels guilty about this, the last thing he wants is to see you cry, but the way it makes his cock grow harder each second when you cry, it’s maddening. he feels betrayed by his own body, but it makes him breathe heavily when you do, and you have noticed this.

– face sitting

king of eating you out, he loves the way your thighs sit hugging his head with his tongue buried into your pussy. he encouraged you the first time, and with a little hesitation you crawled on top of his face, he wasted no time on engulfing your clit between his lips, sucking it eagerly.

JACAERYS VELARYON,,

– roleplay

he’s into “what are you doing, stepbro?” porn, so when he brings it up to you, his face crimson red as he waits for your answer, hoping you won’t flip out on him. as soon as you say yes, he lets out a nervous laugher, very excited for what’s to come. his favorite scene probably would be acting out you discovering him jerking off and would offer to help him.

– anal

he was also very nervous about this one, he saw too much of “slipping incidents” on porn he was afraid to bring it up with you. but you were more than excited to try it, and he couldn’t help the instant hard-on thinking about his cock being inside your puckered hole, and if he was brave enough, he could also try eating you out, holy shit.

– somnophilia

okay, he is a nervous wreck every time he tries to tell you about things he would like to try with you, but this one probably was the hardest. by the time you consented and went to sleep, more relaxed than he was, because he couldn’t sleep at all and just spent the time watching you sleep peacefully by his side, by the time he built confidence, he started slow, rubbing himself on your ass, whining softly and slowly started undressing you, his cock against your wet folds was almost enough to make him peak on the spot, but he wanted more. he slipped his cock into your warm cunt, steadily building a pace fucking you slow and nice until you were moaning softly in your sleep and he was releasing his seed deep into your clenching pussy.

HARWIN STRONG,,

– impact play

he's a simple man, who loves spanking your ass. a red handprint marked into your skin makes his head dizzy, and how you easily take them makes him proud. recently he got into leather whips, but he’s not mentally ready to bring it into the conversation, a few more spanks with his hand works perfectly for now.

– sensory deprivation

the first time he told you about this, you thought it was about depriving you but he was talking about himself. he wanted to try putting a blindfold on him and get you to play around with his body, and you happily complied. because oh my god, it was the first time you heard this big man whimper when you played with his chest, licking and sucking.

– dirty talk

harwin has a way with words, he can say the lewdest thing ever making your knees feel weak, and his husky whispers on your ear won’t make it easy for you. he has a thing for seeing you flustered, nibbling on your earlobe when you try to push him away with an embarrassed face, he thrives on turning you on.

vermithorn © do not copy, repost or translate my works.

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - It's 2024 & I'm talking about TayNew... really?

(They pretty much told us all to sit down and shut tf up, 'cause they got this. AND THEY DO.)

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Feb 2024 Wk 3

Ongoing Series - Thai

Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube grey) ep 9 of 12 - I broke. In my defense, it was Monday, I needed comfort, and TayNew were right tf there. Ya know what? They are great in this show. It's a great adaptation. I might like it more than the JBL live action. You know why? Really, honestly WHY...?

That was a PHENOMENAL KISS. Those boys did Thailand fucking proud. They did fandom a solid. Thank you OGs for reminding us how it's done. I was getting used to SloppyHot. And SloppyHot has its place, but that TayNew rooftop kiss was a top tear class act. It was tender and sweet and respectful and joyful. It was eye work and breath work and years of practice. How very far BL has come while still staying so much the same. TayNew - I salute you!

(Read all about distribution issues here.)

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 12fin - we waiting, I guess? Bah.

Cooking Crush (Sun YT) ep 11 of 12 - The recipe book thing was so damn cute and I love a claiming. YOU KNOW I LOVE A CLAIMING!

In fact, I love OffGun.

I love food based BL.

I adored seeing a reboot of "the infamous dragging". 

But I don’t love anything else about this show. Sigh.

1000 Years Old ep 1 of 12 - Finally we get our gay vampire BL from Feel Good Bangkok. Stars Shane (My Engineer) and fresh face Opal, directed by Champ (2gether). It’s kind of odd but enjoyable. A group of teen UFO seekers find a vampire instead. Opal looks a bit like a mix between Newnu + Leo (VIXX) - so cute + edge. Also, nice to see Shane again on our screens after so long. 

Finally, I like the subtle (and sometimes not subtle) presence of ghosts permeating this show. Do the friends know she's there? Do they know she's dead? Is the existence of paranormal accepted but not that of aliens? Or are the two combined? Is this lazy writing or just fun world building? Who cares! It's enjoyable.

For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 12fin - the nail painting bit was very cutie queers and I've not seen it done in BL before, so that was nice. For some reason captions never dropped for me on this last episode, but it didn’t really matter. Not much happened and I understood everything anyway.

Quick pitch?

From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night based on a y-novel, about a young man nursing a heartbreak who has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. This turned out to be a pulp that wasn’t half as good as it should have been and even less memorable, but not terrible. 5/10 DON'T BOTHER unless you're v bored

City of Stars (Fri iQIYI) ep 3 of 12 - Oh it is such a pulp: the acting is not good and the script is terrible. Of course, I’m mildly enjoying it. Very good dream kissing. There's something appealing about these main characters - I think it's the moot crushes. We rarely get to see that. These days everything feels very one sided, this... isn't.

A Secretly Love (Thai WeTV) - Khonprot, a third-year hazer of the engineering faculty, has a secret crush on Pluem, a tsundere fourth-year head hazer. Over the years, he's seen Pluem cycle through girlfriends. Recently, after a public breakup, however, Khonprot thinks maybe a boy has a chance.

I tried but I can't get into my WeTV account anymore and I'm way too lazy to figure it out. I'll catch it grey if I can, since I've rebooted the bootlegging side of my BL life for Cherry Magic anyway.

So this show may stay in this section, or I may bump it down to "it's airing but..."

If anyone is watching it, let me know if it's good?

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Love For Love's Sake (Korea Weds iQIYI) 7-8fin - Ugh it was GREAT, despite some pretty telling flaws. I ended up feeling like some of the filming was amateurish (very overworked low angles - director's first feature, I assume), and the narrative is a little disjoined and on the nose, AND the subs are clumsy (which I don't expect from KBL) BUT I still loved it. (FYI - I wouldn't be so harsh on a BL for this kinda thing except one from Korea.)

Quick pitch:

This isekai-based KBL is about a man who must win a game by convincing a reserved teen outcast to fall in love with him. Of course, that teen represents himself and his own unhappiness. Like many queer narratives, this show is actually about self worth, trust, and found family, and it is VERY on the nose. But I don’t expect subtlety from my BL and I enjoyed it's truly lovely redemption arc and earnest performances. While I found the narrative a touch disjointed with overworked filming angles and poorer than average captions, this is certainly much better than early KBL in terms of consistency of tone, script, and immersion. Highly rewatchable and charming, which counts for a lot. 9/10

Trigger warning for suicide depicted.

Perfect Propose (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 4 of 6 - Gosh, it’s so lovely. But I do just constantly want to give them both hugs. 

AntiReset (Taiwan Fri Viki/Gaga) ep 4 of 10 - Oh look, Taiwan has created yet another BL where I spend most of the time watching it grinning like an idiot. Surprise surprise. The pet name thing was fucking adorable. Also Taiwan once more proving they come by their "kings of kissing" title honestly. I mean to say. In a week of good kisses this one was just... WOW.

On the other hand, some of the underpinning themes are starting to v worry me (ownership, consent, age), and we only just got started, and I don't trust this production company so... I have concerns.

But also... YAY KISSES!

(I'm made of weak moral fiber.)

Although I Love You and You AKA Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 6 of 10 - Like many other shows on this list. I just enjoy it the most when the two leads are on screen together. So this episode was kind of lacking because they were apart for most of it. I also am starting to agree with the tone of the plot, that maybe they ARE better off as friends not lovers. (And I'm sure I'm not supposed to want that.) Oh Japan, must you?

My Strawberry Film (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 8 - Oh it’s good. In the arthouse lane so don’t expect sweetness & light or an HEA. If there’s no cartoon aspect to a JBL, there’s usually no joy. But it is certainly good. Teens uncover some old film and a mystery around a pretty girl. The background music is wildly annoying (and rarely in the background). 

It's Done

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - will binge when I have any spare time. 2024 is crazy busy for me so far.

The Servant and the Young Master - from Vietnam, it's on YouTube. I will give it a try when I have a window of time.

Began Beginning (Myanmar YouTube) - A Burmese BL? @heretherebedork vouched for it, so I will give it a watch.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) - Gave me Luminous Solution vibes have decided not to watch.

It's Airing But...

Dead Friend Forever (Thai iQIYI) - rumors are it's interesting. I'm waiting to know how it ends.

Ossans Love Season 2 (Japan Gaga) - 5 years later, will anything have changed? This is Japan so… probubly not. I won't be watching this. I disliked Season one and actively hated the follow ups. No thank you.

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 14 eps - Dear Playboyy, it's not you, it’s me… I hate you. You’re about as deep (and as palatable) as a shot glass of cum. While I'm sure you’re someone’s kink, you're my weakest link. Goodbye. I DNFed this at ep 5. Frankly I'm impressed with myself for getting that far.

Time the series (Tue Gaga/YT) 10 eps - dropped it at ep 4.

Next Week Looks Like This:

2/24 Unknown (Taiwan Youku) 12 eps - Older brother tough guy breadwinner looks after his sister and defacto adopted little brother. Little bother falls in love with him and is sent away after a stolen kiss. But when he comes back…

Sam Lin has a cameo so even if I wasn't already excited, I'm in. We should be on our guard though, Taiwan will occasionally go edgy, dark, and sad... this could go there.

One assumes GMMTV is filling in the BL time slot with something queer on their YT Channel after Cooking Crush ends, they gonna lose subs if they don't. But I've not been paying attention to the chatter so I don't know which of their line-up it will be. I think G4 are filming/off radar now, and Earth is in that het noona thing? Plus they gotta sort out the IP for MIx-Up and Ossen. So it won't be one of the announced adaptations. They'll hold My Golden Blood for the high season, so I think it'll be one of the lesser known lead-outs. Wandee or Only Boo maybe? But they only just started filming those. Are we getting our long awaited GL? Anything else left from 2023 that I forgot about?

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Two crawling kisses from Thailand this week. Now this is a fetish I didn't know I had. Turns out, we love this one! (*waves hand in air* I speak for all of us now.)

Cooking Crush

City of Stars

Possibly the best tsundere to cinnamon roll pivot we've had in a long time.

Also the best asshole to KING pivot. Could we have a whole drama staring this character now? Please?

And finally our sunshine learning to love himself.

SIGH. what a lovely show.

And a good SMILEY kiss from a KBL.

And then some cute cuddles? Korea is spoiling me these days. I'm catching expectations now. What's next? Japan learns to kiss in their light BLs? Ha! I kill me.

(All Love for Love's Sake).

(Last week)

[greatyme]

i'd be interested in your recent movie list - it's nice to hear what people are watching 🥰

OOOHHH thank you for asking!!! This gives me the perfect excuse 2 talk abt some of my favs ty hehe <3 The genres, years, countries, etc. might be wildly different and there’s no particular order to what I’m gonna list but here we go:

1. The Spook Who Sat by the Door

Ivan Dixon; action/political drama; America; 1973

EVERYONE needs to watch this honestly… it’s probably my favorite film I’ve seen this year. The movie’s about the first Black man, Dan Freeman, to be trained by the CIA, who then quits and takes the techniques he’s learned to create a team of Black youths to fight for freedom and against racism. Even though it’s a fictional plot, the real FBI pulled it from theaters for being too radical, and it has indeed been described as “the only true Black radical movie ever made.” I seriously can’t recommend it enough

2. Medicine for Melancholy

Barry Jenkins; romance/drama; America; 2008

If you’re familiar with Moonlight, you already know this filmmaker. Medicine for Melancholy is Barry Jenkins’ first film, about the romance between Jo and Micah after a one night stand that takes place in San Francisco. Some things I like about it are the ways the city and its racial issues so heavily influence the characters’ relationship so much so that it essentially becomes a character in itself. Since this is Jenkins’ first film, the budget was smaller ($15k) and it has a different feel from his newer movies which I personally really liked

3. They Cloned Tyrone

Juel Taylor; sci-fi/mystery; America; 2023

This movie was released on barbenheimer day and was WAY BETTER THAN BOTH OF THEM!!!! When Fontaine, a drug dealer played by John Boyega, seemingly gets shot and killed, Slick, a pimp, is shocked to see him walking around the next day as if nothing happened. Together, Slick, Fontaine, and Yo-Yo, a sex worker, work to uncover what actually happened and find that it’s much bigger than they could’ve imagined. This is a FANTASTIC sci-fi film with some fantastic writing (a lot of great one-liners lmao) and all the actors do amazingly. Also, the title goes hard!

4. Bad Genius

Baz Nattuwat; thriller; Thailand; 2017

I literally watched this last night (happy birthday Nonkul!) lol. In this movie the character Lynn gets paid to work with her friends to help other high school students cheat on tests. When I tell you this had me SWEATING from stress. It was very entertaining, I really liked the way it was shot and how it consistently kept the tension up

5. Do the Right Thing

Spike Lee; drama/comedy; America; 1989

Taking place on an unbearably hot summer day, racial tensions rise between the Black civilians and the Italian owners of a pizzeria in Brooklyn. This is a v famous movie, directed by Spike Lee, and honestly many of the themes still ring true today

6. Sorry to Bother You

Boots Riley; sci-fi/comedy; America; 2018

Set in the Oakland, Cassius Green becomes a telemarketer and uses a “white voice” to do better at his job. But when his coworkers form a union, he decides to take a promotion instead, leading to unexpected consequences. I don’t want to spoil anything, and this is another famous movie that many people have probably already seen and have probably been spoiled BUT. there is a crazy twist. I really enjoyed the messages and craziness this movie had to offer

7. Marry My Dead Body

Cheng Wei Hao; comedy/mystery; Taiwan; 2022

I saw this with my friend on my birthday and honestly it could not have been a better way to watch it. A homophobic cop accidentally gets into an arranged marriage with a dead gay ghost. Is that not one of the best plot descriptions u have ever heard. It’s horror, it’s comedy, it’s gay, it’s a romance (TO ME! And like everyone else who watched it)… WHAT MORE COULD U WANT!! It gave me a similar feeling as Secrets in the Hot Spring & Pee Mak, two movies that somehow seem to cover So Many Genres & that I love sooo much (the former is my fav movie ever). I literally laughed so hard I almost peed myself at times <3

Other than that some other movies I watched & enjoyed this year are: Love Lies Bleeding (2024), Claudine (1974), Eve’s Bayou (1997), and Bottoms (2023). I don’t wanna make this too long so I’ll stop it here but I hope you enjoy these films too if you decide to watch any!!

[mrs-monaghan]

Hey, since you often catch details and seem like an open-minded person, I want to share what I observed in the last few days. So, I definitely believe in Jikook but that was not always the case. My bias is Jimin and I always mostly focused on him, but once I observed Jungkook more carefully, the truth revealed itself step by step. Now something similar happened since I focused on Taehyung. And it seems crazy, to me as well, but please give it a chance! Watch "Nippon TV BUZZ RHYTHM 02 - BTS Cut" timestamp: 13:55, and watch (and listen to) all of their expressions closely, especially Jikook and Taehyung. Keep an eye on Namjoon, too. Then please look at the lyrics of Sweet Night and really reflect on them. Just as a reminder, there is Taehyung calling Jimin his "one and only best friend" in "Let's BTS" and similarly in Festa 2019, for example. I also am stuck on Jin calling Taehyung very generous and big-hearted in "Special Movie BTS MUSIC JOURNEY" (after the release of Sweet Night) and the others agreeing, their expressions speaking once again. Then finally those compilations where Taekook is apparently jealous of each other. Or Vmin. And now you just have to connect the dots but I did not see any other person who has done so. All those moments, all those compilations make so much more sense to me. All in all, it seems that Taehyung has or had feelings for Jimin. Sounds crazy! Of course we should not assume too much but the connections are there and in hindsight, they seem obvious. You just have to put the puzzle pieces together. I really hope that Taehyung is over it, because unrequited love hurts badly. Taehyung as a person makes so much more sense to me. His actions, his depression, his pain... Well, I guess Jimin did not call himself "Tailor of Chaos" without reason. That situation must have been difficult for him, too. Maybe (just maybe) that is an indicator regarding his state in 2020... And of course on Jungkook. But maybe that is the actual reason why Jungkook and Taehyung seem to be closer now, maybe mending their friendship! Especially, since Taehyung found a partner. And maybe Jikook feel some kind of guilt for causing Taehyung pain... who knows. There is much to think about and honestly, it sounds like pure fanfiction but if I learned something in life, it is that nothing is impossible. Hope you give it a chance, I really would like your opinion on all that. I certainly am feeling very surprised. Have a nice day :)

Yes anon, it takes very little for me to judge people seeing as I'm a lunatic myself 🤭🤭 if I had a shilling for everytime someone called me crazy I would have attended all of Suga's concerts and then some 😂 so u get no judgement from me my lovely 🙌🏽

Except insecure Jikookers, of course. Fuck you! I judge you everyday! 🤨🤨🤨

So! Umm yes. I've seen this theory being thrown around. I have friends who think this might be the case. And one of them is actually really good at analysing and picking up cues and she believes V may have had feelings for Jimin at some point and her arguments make sense.

But for me... idk. Idk anon. 🤔 I have a hard time picturing this. I will share a clip that will be hard for some of you to watch. So brace yourselves

Oh boy. Glad I have my anons off because u guys are already kinda mad at V atm 😂😂

Things to note about the first clip: (I know... I know. It's bad. I recently just discovered it and it doesn't look good, I agree)

a) Point to note number one is that, that is how most people in SK feel about homosexuality. As u can hear V is basically telling Jimin something is wrong with him mentally for liking men. And when u grow up with everyone around u telling u this, of course u will believe it. It also explains why he would keep the company he keeps. (Go Google Bogum and his cult scandal) People in SK don't believe men can be with other men. And those who have seen it happen, think its a mental illness. This was obviously embedded in V for him to have done this not once, but twice. And this is only what we saw on camera.

b) 2nd point to note; Taekook just cannot be real. It's just, impossible. Yes, V has changed, obviously. Hanging out with Jimin will do that to you. He obviously doesn't feel as strongly about homosexuality like he used to. And he loves Jimin and JK which means he has adjusted his mentality. But, this is a guy who used to say basically homophobic stuff to his friend. And as u can see, that clip is from around May 2015 So at what point would V have started dating JK as early as 2013 when this is how he felt about his friend a boy, liking boys?

c) 3rd point to note; Jimin doesn't deny it. I hate how he's just defending himself there repeating over and over; I don't like you that way, so what's your issue? I dont behave that way towards you, why you mad? Anyway, Jimin doesn't once say "no i don't like men." Or "stop lying" he just says "I don't feel that way about you."

d) Last point to note, Jikook is real. Why? Because what triggered V, was Jimin telling JK to sit next to him. And immediately V goes off about how something is wrong with Jimin in the head because these days he likes men. Likes JK.

Now anon, let's go back to point number 2. I know internalised homophobia is a thing. (Thank you Shameless! You taught me sm!) But it stems from someone hating that they like someone of the same sex and they don't want to be that way, but they are. So saying V used to have a crush on Jimin insinuates he would have had to get over his homophobia and start seeing Jimin in a new light. I mean, it's Jimin and the Jimin effect is a thing that exists. But, still. Idk. I just don't know. Watching that clip tells me that his parents are like this. Him being so close with the WS, tells me he wouldn't have kept them as friends if at any one point he started liking someone of the same sex. Knowing how they feel about it.

V is more accepting now, of course. But Jikook are in the closet and only close knit people know about it. And V definitely isn't divulging that to the WS. Again, knowing how they feel about this topic.

What am I saying anon? I think those V jealous Vmin moments that exist are because he "lost" his bestfiend when Jikook became a thing. He had to share Jimin with JK. And I imagine Jimin tried to be there for both of them but sometimes JK took priority and maybe V didn't like that. They used to be bestfriends. Super close. V even looked after Jimin in school. Asked some people he knew to look after the new kid because that was his friend. They were close. Really close. Then satellite Jeon comes and changes everything.

Now to the assignment you gave me. The question was who's the most romantic

Suga (what?) And RM say JK. Guess they've seen it first hand. 🤭 Also Jikook both point at Jin

V on the other hand says Jikook but then changes it to just Jimin

I also looked at the lyrics of sweet night (he sounds so good) and I'm guessing you're talking about this part;

Anon, if you ship Vmin, or are suspicious of Vmin, it would be easy to conclude this song is about Jimin. Easy. But if you're like me who believes V is as straight as a ruler, then the first thing I think of when I hear that, is some girl he liked at the time that he was really close to. Someone he dated in the past, maybe. To me V is as straight as they come and I could try, but I cannot see where you're coming from.

But if you listen to sweet night and then watch V jealous compilations, you're gonna be influenced. Because you're going in already thinking the best friend he's talking about is Jimin! But, remember, you don't have to have romantic feelings for someone to be jealous. You can be jealous that your sister is spending too much time with someone else. You can be jealous your bestfriend doesn't make time for you anymore ever since they started dating. You know what I mean?

That's what I think you saw. In my opinion, of course. I could be wrong and way off base but...yeah.

In Conclusion: Vmin isn't real and there was never potential for it to be so.

I appreciate u trusting me with this ask, anon 😘

[nightswithkookmin]

All members are using IG to promote their solo projects, album, brand ambassador…etc. I admire JK who prefers genuine interaction with fans, he did not forget how BTS stood out from other idols and established connection with fans. I love him for that. But still, he has ‘jobs’, deleting his IG account and saying he is not going to use it anyways seem to suggest that no solo projects will be released in the near future… He has strong brand power and influence, if he has no ‘brand ambassador’ contract yet, it means he turned down all the offers. What do you think he is planning? Is he happy?

Is that shade I detect?

What do you mean he prefers genuine interaction with fans? And I'm sorry, who don't?? Gworl😩

I think you trynnna gaslight yourself romanticing this as some sort of heroic deed born out of the goodness of his heart 💀

Realistically speaking, IG is just an alternative platform for reaching a much more narrow, targeted fanbase. It's a much better platform for engaging with fans compared to weverse which is still in its early development stages and only recently rolled out lives.

Jungkook himself said he wished it had options to add fans during lives and chat with them- a feature that IG already has.

While it's easier to see his actual brand power on IG, the same cannot be said for weverse cos you know he his posting to not just his fans but other members' fans as well. It's OT7 up in weverse. Not JKK.

And let's not forget both he and Tae were the first members who hoped on to IG and enthusiastically posted on there acting all giddy as if they just got out of hybe jail and were finally free.

If you want a member who dragged his feet out there it was this one right here. He's your hero.

He is the king OT7 kumbaya gang leader. He said it himself he didn't even know what he was to post on there and for the longest time he was posting nufin.

So just because Jungkook deletes IG on a whim does not make him no damn OT7 simp. Stop. I love you but I will fight you to the death on this one- and maybe chase you with a pitch fork in the afterlife too🥴

Because, didn't I make posts about how he seemed eager to embark on his solo path way before they announced their solo careers? He literally let it slip in an interview how he couldn't wait to try a solo stage and then backtracked talking about how he didn't mean to say he wanted to go solo.

Was he a genuine fan interaction boss then when he was posting Tae and all those stories and IG live??

Bombastic side eye.

you have to recommend me a good Jimin Y/N fanfic with a lot of smut for getting me worked up over this. Actually make that two. You nice, keep going 🤭💜

With the second part of your ask, I really don't know. All I've heard him say is he has a lot of free time and that he wishes it could stay that way for a while.

I think he and V already have their albums done. They might have been the first few members to work on theirs. I mean some of their songs were incorporated into OT7 songs if I remember right. Tae had a whole ass English song ready to go.

Jk is an artist. His band mates are busy with solo projects they won't be available for no OT7 music projects until later in the future when they conclude their military service.

And I don't think he is quitting music or retiring from music so soon so.....

If he has all that free time and doesn't want to do solo projects then he better get his ass shipped off to military and get it over with. Gotta yank the bandaid off real fast and it won't hurt.

I don't know why people are buying this whole "I deleted it cos I don't use it story." You genuinely believe that's why he deleted IG?💀

B--bcos he doesn't use it????? Okay now

I know we joke about how bts deletes Twitter if they haven't used it in a long while but he took that quite literally didn't he?

If you're not using it, delete the app from your phone and forget about it. You don't delete your account. Jimin wasn't using the app either- I didn't see him delete his account🥴

Personally, I was worried having separate accounts would lead to unnecessary rivalry and competition with fans pitting them against eachother and making fun of who has the least followers.

Then there's this whole thing with the algorithms and analytics that would have you obsessing over likes comments views and impressions. It can mess with your head.

But then I assumed, that was something they all might have thought through before setting up those accounts.

They knew the risks and they took it. Says a lot about all of them. This is a journey they had collectively agreed to embark on. So if Jungkook is taking himself out, let's not take this lightly. Let's assume there's a sound tangible reason behind it other than redundancy and inactivity.

Then someone said he deleted it because he was angry with fans- listen yea, if Jungkook is mad at fans YOU'LL KNOW. Lmho.

he wouldn't be out here on weverse showing yall his snores while lowkey calling yall out for being crazay.

He and his man finna pack off these streets and disappear on yall for months when yall push a button with your ghettory.

That's not his MO. It just isn't but to each their own.

It's crazy town. There's room for all of us.

And if he's clinging on to yall it's usually a sign he's isolating in his real life. (Not saying he is clinging to the fans, there isn't much interaction at odd hours to back this up- yet.)

But I do wonder where all his alleged girlfriends at💀

Yall come get your man.

I know his boyfriend is busy preparing for an album release and his crime partner- na see where Tae at too cos I see him on IG but dude staying silent on JK's public fuckups Activities. Come get him Tae

Is Jungkook happy?

I don't know hun.

It could be he turned down all offers or now is not the right time to announce those deals. Probably because they haven't been finalized or he hasn't found a brand he wants to work with.

As part if BTS, he has worked with brands in the past and so I'm sure he has a fair idea of which brands suit him best.

He did dreamers for Fifa inspite of protests about Qatar. Sets the tone doesn't it?

I won't lie though, that's a lot of money he just pissed away deleting that account. And guess who gets a cut of that money by deciding which brands he works with? 😶😶😶😶

HYBE. HE JUST SCREWED OVER HYBE💀

I really hope he knows what he is doing.

But your ask makes me curious about something- I'm not sure I want to address that here. Especially the part you said he has no contract yet- I doubt it but if it's true then I would wonder if he's perceived "social risk" is a factor. That would break my heart you know?

I know some brands tend to Stay away from certain Celebrities for fear they might be too controversial due to their lifestyle or even sexuality. I didn't say this but because I think of Jikook as queer men I tend to stress myself over these things a lot.

For Jungkook I imagine people writing to companies threatening to boycott their products if they take him on. I overthink- I do that. Leave me alone.

It's why I was so excited for Jimin and Dior.

I'm anxiously waiting for Jungkook to announce his ambassadorship so I can finally breathe- like imagine these men are not actually gay and for years I stress myself out worrying their sexuality impacts their lives

That's just wild🥴

I also wonder if they see a major difference between using joint accounts and Solo accounts. They have the freedom to post whatever they want subject to company rules and third person contract terms but I wonder if they are seeing the same commercial success as before.

Commercializing their brand can be a bit overwhelming for them I think. But Jimin is the cautious type and I know he ponders over decisions and choices a lot before he makes them.

It's Jungkook I worry about sometimes. I just hope he's not overwhelmed by the whole thing.

I don't know what Jungkook is planning and I hope to god he is happy and healthy cos I just- I can't. If he's not I can't 😭

This is not my month. I am in a fragile state of mind because this is Jikooks most vulnerable month to me. Jimin's album is coming, Jungkook is jungkooking- lord keep the ship afloat. We ain't want no trouble.

I try to think happy thoughts

Jimin's album is a success

Jungkook is fine- even if he's not sire hang on tight I can only worry about one ship captain at a time😩

I suspend all concerns about Jungkook to after Jimin's successful album launch😌

Now who's coming with me to convince Jungkook we need his account to promote Jimin's album?😩

[onlyjaeyun]

u are not dumb😾😾😾 anyone couldve made the mistake i just saw it and couldnt not tell u )): also ive been busy this week so i just binge read cold hearts and just wow.

first of all i LOVE how brutal they are to each other idk i get if ppl think its too much bht personally i love it smsmsm???? i always think authors are never harsh enough in e2l stories and sure thats fine everyone can write whatever they want but i feel we have forgotten that e2l is supposed to be people who Loathe each other they are not gonna be nice or respectful with their insults ESPECIALLY if they were close before and had a v bad fallout(which btw i cant wait to find out what it was!!!!)

now for jaem…..look if he wasnt a manipulative ass i wouldve felt bad for him idk like those reasons are valid but NAWT in his case mf u dont want her to speak to her literal kids and when she wouldnt you CHEATED???? and the way he always says that yn never wants to communicate and is always looking to start a fight the gaslighting goes CRAZYYYYYY i want to punch him(thats a lie i ult him)(hard times for nanadoongies who saw his recent bbl pic)

anyway i’m excited to see how it all develops i unfortunately am a sucker for pain and slowburn. hope i get well soon. i love love love the story so much!! very expected of u to write smth great yet it still hits me like a truck every time

AAH NO BABY THANK YOU SM I APPRE YOU TELLING ME 🥺🥺🤍

this ask literally made me chuckle so much youre SO cute 😭😭

i absolutely agree on the e2l part because i remember coming up with the clnceot and at first i wanted to take it easy but then thought nah all in or nothing bc this is ENEMIES to lovers, they will hate each other's guts to the point where not a single family issues isn't thrown around 😭 so glad youre enjoying it baby!

and pls i got SO angry at Ch!jaems (im the one writing him) for constantly gaslightling her to make her look like the angry manhater who just bears with him like STFU 😭 would have slapped him in the face if i could (he's lit one of my top 5 nct biases)

im super grateful for your love and support baby, pls accept my kisses! cant wait for your reactions on the upcoming chapters 🥺🤍

[yannysifgen]

Hiya! :-D I've been meaning to reach out w some questions and finally decided to commit!!! ;v;

Idk if it's stated anywhere, but I'm curious what inspired the concept of the game? And what made you choose Lucien as his name bc it fits him so well <3

I'm also really curious abt the original plot of Rosalind's Lie, how much of in-game lore do we get to see? Or is it only mentioned in passing here and there? Just the idea of a game's storyline (RL) inside another game's storyline (IITAOAYD) intrigues me a lot

Sorry for the long ask ;v;!

Hii!! Thanks so much for reaching out! If you think your ask is long then wait till you read this answer haha... But on that note it's totally fine, I absolutely love reading any and all ramblings because I'm a rambler myself (it's the adhd) and like to consume new knowledge, even if I can't actually retain all of it :') (btw I love Mychael and can't wait to see what you do with the rest of the game aaa)

Honestly, the idea just kinda came out of nowhere one day (my brain does that) because of the recent(?) boom in yandere games, I was thinking what kind of yandere I might make and just thought of a concept where mc might be isekai'd into the yan's garden and he kind of immediately gets attached because they're 'untainted' by the world and other people and wants to keep it that way.

I should mention that I'm a fan of isekai genre in general because it's such a self-indulgent escape from our boring mundane lives, a kind of fresh start that a lot of people wish they had access to. Ironically though, I prefer the isekais that are more focused on living a new life as opposed to getting op powers and making waves in the world

Back to the topic, didn't really think too seriously on it till I saw the yanjam announcement and decided why not. Then I decided to add the reincarnation/otome isekai tropes into the mix to make it more interesting, except that mc is themselves and not another character. So stories like "My next life as a Villainess: All roads lead to doom!" and "Death is the only ending for the Villainess" (I promise it's two different things) come to mind for inspirations.

The game will lightly parody these popular tropes, which is why if Lucien looks like every other 'Duke of the North' with his red eyes and black hair(but less buff as I'd like because drawing men is an ongoing struggle for me) then it's on purpose. His name....... well it's honestly embarrassing but it really just comes from angel/demon inspo while talking it out with a friend, since Dukes are mostly portrayed as 'monsters' in comparison to the angelic Prince or so, when in reality it's the other way around. So its kinda like Lucifer...Lucien... yeah, not very creative but I also wanted a name that could be turned into a cute nickname(Lucy) so I decided to roll with it.

Since I gave such a specific name like "Rosalind's Lie" for the og game, I do intend to flesh out the story at some point, though for now I only have rough concepts because I'm terrible at planning lore I'm so sorry. But that somehow didn't stop me from being ambitious with it because I'm weird like that. Anyways, Rosalind's Lie is named so because the titular character Rosalind kicks off her relationships with the eligible bachelors through lies. As for why, it's because she was born in the slums and orphaned at a young age, and had only herself to rely on to survive. Thanks to that she's very street-smart and cunning, and by chance she caught the attention of a kind Baron who decides to adopt her. He was nice enough, but not very smart or ambitious, which she felt was a waste, so she decides to make her own fortune in life and marry rich - she's really more like a villainess than a heroine lol but basically she encapsulates both roles. Her "lie" in Lucien's route is basically her nicking his brooch during a ball and pretending she found it and returns it to him, which prompts him to invite her for lunch or something as thanks. And then she plans various other small schemes because he's notoriously hard to get a hold of but eventually starts liking him for real.

I'm actually not sure how much of the og lore I'll involve in yanduke, other than mc occasionally making some callbacks when they're reminded of something, because mc is isekai'd before the plot of the game starts this time, which is ofc heavily derailed and non-existent by then thanks to our yan.

Sorry for the late reply, I actually had to knock around the old noggin to articulate an answer, but again, questions like these are always welcome because it actually helps me formulate some plot points too!

[thekuraning]

don't know about any specific charcter playlists but why don't i ask you about the most recent blorbo playlist?(you don't have to answer this, have a nice day!)

Dear anon, I spent an hour putting together a whole playlist here to rant for you bc I don't use spotify lmfaoo

Unfotunately in my hubris, I accidentally cmd+z'd and deleted the entire bullet list. Q~Q As it seems the gods would prefer brevity on this day, I regret to inform you that I have had to narrow down my list. unu I shall explain more under the cut.

IM SO MAD TOO i had it all laid out in order and everything, but hhhhhh SURPRISE it's (part of) my Augustine Sycamore playlist :') i have contracted the sycamore brain rot, and it has yet to leave me be. A lot of the music I collect for him has to do with plot points for the lil fic series I've got for him and Guzma, and a lot has to do with what I imagine his life was like before we meet him in XY. Some of it has to do with old RPs i used to play him in back when his games came out

He just seems like a dude who's been through the ringer, you know? He's seen some shit and lived through some shit. Even his theme music is a little wistful and sad, and that's a lot of the vibes I get when I look at him. But I also get a lot of vibes that he's in love with life. He's chaos and duality and the sleepiest party boy you'll meet in your life. He'll climb Prism Tower just to get a good view of the sunset and then laugh when he gets into trouble. He loves people so much but has trouble letting anyone in. He stays up too late, he drinks too much, and he jumps at the chance for a new adventure or a new experience. He chases his passions relentlessly and dreams of the day he attains those things he knows he'll never have, and he does it with a smile.

It's a very pretentious way of saying I love blorbo very much, and here are a few of the songs from his playlist that I think encapsulate these traits I see when I look at him. :')

Peace of Mind (Aviici) this one in particular i put on and he just starts pirouetting in my head

Tell Me I'm Alive (All time Low)

Danny Don't You Know (NSP)

Trouble (Aviici)

White Rabbit (Collide vers.)

Self Control (Scissor Sisters)

...And a special bonus!! ;) While in my fics his favorite band is called Yesterday's Jam, this is a Very Fake Band, his favorite Band That Actually Exists is Genitorturers. Bc the last vibe I get from looking at Sycamore is the boy's a bit of a metalhead?? Also very "sex, drugs, rock n roll."

Lecher Bitch (Genitorturers)

I'll cap it there in case the gods bring the hammer down on me again ;v; but hes a good boy he just wants to live life to its fullest man he just wants to sing classic rock to the starter pokemon and dance in the rain and be a little shit to his friends and do science

[jonathanvik]

Luyten V - Chapter 9

“A trip?” Rose asked, her spoon pausing before her mouth. Milk dripped from it into the cereal bowl below.

“Yeah, I thought it’d be nice to go to the city for the weekend,” her father said. “Get out after everything that’s going on.”

“Is that okay?” Rose turned to where her bodyguard was lurking in the corner. Brown sipped at his orange juice as he considered the suggestion, before shrugging. “I don’t see why not. I’ll need to clear it with my superiors, but it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“This weekend?�� Her sister furrowed her brow. “I suppose I don’t have any plans.”

“Trip! Trip!” Danny pounded his fists against the dinner table, almost spilling Rose’s cereal bowl. Her mom’s quick reflexes put the kibosh to her overexcited five-year-old's antics, using her hands to restrain him.

“That sounds like a great idea, Hun,” her mother said. “But will they allow you away from work, dear? You know how Mr. Zwicky can get.”

“Yeah,” Rose deflated. She feared her father would get pulled away for some business deal again. It was pointless to get her hopes up. Still, a shopping trip with her mom and siblings sounded nice.

“No!” Everyone jerked in surprise as a fist slammed against the table. Milk spilled from Rose’s bowl onto the tablecloth. Rose, however, was too shocked to notice.

“No, we are having this trip,” her father’s tone was emphatic. “I don’t give a da…” Her father sucked in a deep breath to calm himself before continuing. “My work keeps me too distant from you guys. I can’t allow that , not with everything happening!”

“Dad.” Had the Altair attacks affected her father more than she’d realized? 

“I think it’s a wonderful idea, Chris,” her mother said, taking her husband’s hands.

She smiled as he kissed her on the lips. “I don’t say enough how much I love you.”

“Indeed, you don’t.” She kissed him back. Rose looked away in embarrassment. Still, she was happy for them. She’d worried their marriage had gotten too cold, fearing the worst. “Still, won’t Zwicky get upset with you? Don’t you have a major deal you’re working on?”

“Frank can handle it,” her father said defiantly. Rose marveled that he was so willing to stand up to his boss. Usually, her timid father kowtowed to his wishes. Heck, he didn’t even seem concerned about what this defiance might do to his career.

“Are we sure he isn’t an impostor or something?” Sophia whispered to her. “Like an Altair took over his brain.” Rose fought hard to resist laughing.

“Besides, I have too much planned to worry about work!” her father continued. “Like the Twins game on Saturday. I’ve already bought tickets.”

“Have you now?” her mother raised an eyebrow, false accusation in her voice. Her father hadn’t made this decision spur-of-the-moment. “That sounds like a lovely idea.”

Rose bubbled with excitement. She loved baseball and hadn’t seen the Twins play live in forever. Her little brother let out a series of excited squeaks, equally thrilled by the prospect. Sophia pretended to be aloof but hid a secret smile.

“And I have a dozen other activities planned. I hear the zoo has recently revamped its lion exhibit. It might be fun checking out,” her father continued.

“I think you’re a genius,” her mom kissed her husband on the cheek. Her father responded with a radiant smile, the happiest she’d seen him in ages.

“We needed the trip,” Rose thought. It was strange to consider the Altair had brought them closer all together, the monstrous aliens healing a festering wound they’d never realized was there. Rose couldn’t wait for the weekend.

---

“What a mess,” Sandage stared at the scene before him, glad he wasn’t there in person. The crime scene’s miasma stunk something fierce. “What could have caused this?”

Agent Flamsteed ran his fingers through his hair, considering how best to answer. “It’s hard to say. An eyewitness saw a dark-haired man covered in dark stains leave the crime scene but vanished before the witness got a good look at him.”

“Vanished?”

“Disappeared like smoke,” Flamsteed replied before shrugging. “But it was dark, and the witness wasn’t exactly sober.”

“That any single person did this defies belief. The Altair must be involved. It’s the most logical explanation.” The bar was a gruesome scene, the worst Sandage had ever seen. It was difficult to tell if the remains scattered across the crime scene had even been human. 

“We can’t be sure,” Flamsteed said after a moment’s consideration. “We’ve yet to find any telltale signs of their involvement. In the previous Altair attacks, we found fragments of their flesh contaminating the scene to spread their corruption. Here? We’ve passed through the crime scene a dozen times yet found nothing.”

Then the Altair weren’t involved? Sandage frowned, that answer not satisfying him. Were the Altair trying to keep a lower profile? Not well, but still avoiding making it obvious. The implications were disturbing. They still didn’t know how intelligent the alien invaders were. 

“Another thing. We found this on one of the victim’s phones, a Carolyn Drake.” The other agent revealed a phone in an evidence baggy.

Sandage’s blood went cold as he saw the picture on the screen. It was Rose standing with President Okona. He released a ragged breath. “One heck of a coincidence. One I don’t like at all.” He cursed, wishing he hadn’t agreed to allow the girl and her family to go on a weekend trip to Minneapolis. They were leaving tomorrow morning. Still, it might be safer if his charge left town for a couple days. He’d have agents scour the girl’s home for any suspicious characters.

“Good work finding this. Aid the capital police however you can. Find this dark-haired man. But keep this quiet. We don’t know if he’s an Altair or not. We don’t want to scare people needlessly.” 

Great, more bad news! He was still stinging after the failed attempt to track the owner of the P.O. box of Doctor William von Fraunhofer’s pen pal. A third party picked up the mail for Macauley, then mailed it to another distant address across the country. He cursed this mysterious benefactor for sending his agency on this bizarre wild goose chase, but he wasn’t discouraged. Sandage swore he’d hunt this person to the ends of the Earth, if only to heal his wounded pride.

Another no-name town in Ohio, huh? Run all you like, Macauley. You’re never escaping me!

“Anyway, in the meantime, Put extra guards on Rose,” Sandage considered calling her back home but decided against it. He didn’t want to cause Rose undue worry. That girl deserved a normal day out. “Report anything suspicious.”

“Yes, sir,” the junior agent said, running off to make the necessary calls.

“I’m getting a bad feeling.” And the Luyten V’s new weapon wouldn’t be ready for another month. 

Sandage gave the LUVOLT headquarters a call. “Gold? I want you to hurry production on Project: Pierce, work triple shifts if required.”

“You’re a real slave driver, you know that?” Doctor Gold said, annoyed. “You realize we’re working with technology the world’s never seen before?”

“We have no choice.”

“Oh,” Gold said, his voice sobering as he caught Sandage’s tone. “I can’t promise anything, but we’ll do our best.”

“Thank you, doctor.” Sandage sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. His body drooped, the last few sleepless nights taking their toll. Since the first Altair attack, he hadn’t been sleeping well. “We’re counting on you. Good luck.”

Sandage heard a smile behind the scientist’s voice. “Will do. You can count on us. We’re all eager to save the world.” Sandage only hoped it’d be enough.

---

“Rose, did you pack the extra snacks?” her mom said from the backseat. Rose yawned. The sun hadn’t risen yet, its red rim visible on the horizon. As usual, her father wanted to leave bright and early.

“Yes, Mom.” The grocery bag Rose held made a satisfactory rumble as she shook it. “Everything’s here.”

“Soph, could you load the water for me?” Inside, Rose heard her mom fiddling with their brother’s booster seat. “Just put it in the back.”

Busy with her phone, Sophia hadn’t noticed. Rose elbowed her ribs to get her attention. “Huh?”

“Water bottles in the back,” Rose said, hiding a smug smile. “Wait till we’re in the car to play with your phone.”

“Okay.” Sophia returned with a wrapped pack of water bottles, grunting under their weight as she loaded them next to the groceries they’d already packed.

After an hour of organized chaos getting everything ready, they loaded into the van. Not wanting to interfere with their family trip, her bodyguard’s beat-up brown Mustang tailed behind them. 

Feeling somewhat anti-social, Rose stuck in earbuds and listened to her music. While gentle nature sounds played, she watched the scenery zip past. It was a lovely day, the grass richly green and the sun brightening the cloudless sky. Rose emptied her mind, just enjoying the ride. 

“Rose?” A voice called, rousing Rose from her reverie. She pulled out her earbuds.

“Yes?”

“I’m wondering how you’ve been, Rue?” Her sister asked. “How are things at school?”

Surprised her sister wanted to chat, Rose answered. “About as usual. A school fair’s coming up. They’ve partnered me with Georges. He’s working pretty hard to impress me. He insists on daily visits to check the project’s progress!”

“From your tone, I can tell you’re not exactly pleased with him,” her sister replied ruefully.

“Georges can be a lot,” Rose made a vague gesture with her hand.

“You know he’s had a crush on you since forever?”

“Don’t remind me. I’d like Georges more if he backed off and respected my space. “It’s like he thinks if he isn’t constantly attentive to me, I’ll forget his existence!”

Sophia laughed and rolled her eyes. “Some boys can be dumb like that. In high school, this one boy became obsessed with me simply because I smiled at him once.”

“No!” Rose said, scandalized.

“Fraid so. I ended up telling him upfront I wasn’t interested in him. It wasn’t pretty. He wasn’t a bad guy, but he didn’t understand boundaries. Teenage years are the worst for romantic stuff. Nobody knows how it works.”

“Joy.” And she’d have to deal with that nonsense soon, too.

“But you’ll each figure things out. Georges is still immature. Just tell him how you feel about his behavior. You should deal with this sooner rather than later before he becomes even more hormonal and crazy.”

“But…” Rose hesitated, knowing it’d devastate her friend. It might ruin their friendship!  But she realized the wisdom of her sister’s advice. “No, you’re right. I’ll tell him sometime soon.” She’d better deal with it now, not wanting to tolerate this unwanted behavior for years. “You’re surprisingly wise, Soph.”

“That’s what elder sisters are for, Rue.” Sophia ruffled her little sister’s hair. Her smile turned sad. “I’ve missed this, just talking with you like this. I’ve let school distract me for too long. When I leave for college in the fall, we won’t see each other as often. I’ll miss you.”

“Me too.” Rose looked down, her mood turning dim. “With everything going on, it’s made me realize how distant I’ve been, too. I’ve been lashing out at you because of my frustrations. I’m sorry.”

“No, I understand. You’re thirteen, Rue. I was that age once. Dear Lord, I’m already sounding like an old lady.” Both sisters shared a laugh. “So, what’s your science fair project about? Knowing you, it’s something special.”

Rose warmed to her sister as they chatted. It reminded her how much she looked up to her older sister. A pang stabbed her heart when she realized how much she’d miss Sophia once she left for college. Still, they had ample time during the trip to compensate for lost time.

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Okab’s nose scrunched up as he explored the human dwelling, disliking the ever-present tree scent, as if the humans didn’t stink enough. His prey dwelled in a modest two-story building. Its contents sparked some curiosity from the Altair general.

It seemed the humans living here had offspring, which they did their best to accommodate. Okab stretched down to pick up a toy that resembled an Earth animal with a long gray trunk in place of its nose. It squealed as he squeezed it, no doubt to entertain a human baby’s developing brain. 

Unlike the Altair, who were born fully formed and intelligent, humans spent their first dozen years helpless and feeble. It was a miracle their species survived this long.

Okab wondered if this development period came with special evolutionary advantages. The general shook his head, dropping the toy on the carpeted floor. Understanding the human species wasn’t his mission.

From the home’s scent, it’d been vacant for the last day. Rose’s family must have gone somewhere. Okab cursed. Had his prey realized someone was pursuing them? But Okab decided against such an idea. If that were true, they’d leave a trap to destroy him. His prey hadn’t left their home in a hurry, meaning they were still unaware of any impending danger. But where would these humans go?

Should he wait here until they returned? No, that wouldn’t do. Before entering, he’d observed some humans watching over the building and dealt with them. While this pathetic species didn’t possess a hive mind to notify them of these guards’ demise, someone would notice their absence. No, it was best to continue the pursuit.

“What’s this?” Okab spotted a calendar displaying the planet’s lunar cycle pinned to a wall. Someone had written notes for daily activities in a neat scrawl in each square box. On the box representing this day, it said “trip to Minneapolis” for the upcoming few days. It listed various activities, each marked with a timestamp. Okab tore the calendar from its pin on the wall, showing an array of jagged teeth as he smiled. Rose was in his sights now.

Okab leaped onto the motorcycle he’d taken from a human and revved its engine. He marveled at its simple mechanical power, the machine’s rumbling excited something deep within him. This motorcycle was the only thing he’d enjoyed since arriving on this worthless, noisy rock. The Altair general laughed as he sped away from Rose’s home in delight at the machine’s raw power and speed.

[chenlesfavorite]

i’ve been way too level headed in my recent asks but chenle is about to GET IT and NOT in the good way. he’s making my eye twitch, i want to pummel him through the screen. he needs an intervention NOW his besties need to get in there and knock some sense into his big ass head (i say with love).

as for y/n sweetie i get it “we accept the love we think we deserve” but come on stand up they’re just men (even if he is an incredibly attractive biker) at this point i say we throw in the towel until chenle gets to groveling and i mean he BETTER G. R. O. V. E. L. hands and knees, ridiculous ass gifts, COMMUNICATION, quality time he doesn’t FUCK UP!!!!! i want to see this man SIMP like no man has ever before him and only THEN will i be happy with him. we got the ji redemption ark chenle needs to STEP THE FUCK UP before SOMEONE decides to take his girl. ☀️

(i hope you’re doing well i’m really proud of you and your story, it’s getting so much love. i fully understand what you mean about got my ion you but for what it’s worth i think it’s good because not every relationship is the same. everyone goes at their own pace and so it’s nice to see straightforward every once in awhile. also i’m not ready for this story to end either but i just know you’re cooking up something good with the love consultant idea and i will be waiting to hear which of the boys needs help ❤️)

OUUU HE BETTER WATCH OUTTT😭😭🙏🙏 CUZ U ARE NAWTTT PLAYINGGGG‼️ we should all gang up on him and beat some sense into him 😁 (with love ofc as u said!!)

THEY’RE JUST MEN. EXACTLY. 🙏 you don’t need a man in ur life!!! in fact ITS BETTER TO NOT HAVE ONE IN UR LIFE CZ FUCK THAT‼️

OH TRUST. HE WILL BE SIMPING HAAARDDD, like he’s gonna be on his hands and knees for her EVERY HOUR, EVERY MINUTE, EVERY SECOND. y/n will make sure he never fucks up again. 🙏 she’s literally gonna be training him like he’s in the NAVY

GET UR GIRL BRO, SHE’S WAITING FOR YOU🤭

yess im doing well!! ty for asking 🫶 hope you’re doing just as good!

im really overwhelmed with all the love and support night rider is getting like WOW😭 u guys r truly the best and i love y’all SO MUCH :(( <3

OOHH so true, every relationship goes differently, some may be slower and some may be faster 🤔

i am cooking up something indeed… 🤭 it’s gonna be a pretty cute and silly smau that’s for sure!! i can’t wait for yall to start reading it hehe

[bradshawswife]

that one night| b.f

(sorry having thots about straddling him right now dear god)

Based on the smut prompt: “I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now”

description: you & bob finally finally stop being idiots. You realize the love you both have for each other, after a date Y/N had with a different man.

pairing: bob floyd x fem!reader.

warnings: smut, minors pls dni, protected p in v, oral f!receiving, fingering, praises.

Being friends with Bob was like a breath of fresh air. Bob was reserved, quiet, sexy. He was different than your other friends, the rest of the Dagger Squad.

You’ve always found Bob overly attractive. Little did you know, he’s been in love with you since the day you two met. You obviously loved him as well, but it took you a few months to come to this realization.

It had been 3 years since you guys were in the detachment, and you both got permanently stationed in Fightertown, USA. It had also been 3 years since Bob had started loving you, but was too shy to ever admit his feelings.

He had seriously doubted how someone as beautiful as you would ever reciprocate his feelings. He assumed you liked Hangman, or Rooster, because they’re “easy on the eyes”, but to you, Bob is the easiest on the eyes.

Phoenix knew of his love for you, trying her hardest everyday to convince him to confess his feelings. One drunken night, recently, you confessed to loving Bob, but worried he’d never see you in that way. Phoenix just looked so confused, and tried to explain how he also lover you, but you were too far into the drinks to believe her.

You were also too nervous to ever confess your feelings to Bob. You loved your friendship, and you didn’t want to ruin it in case he didn’t love you back like that.

Your friend had set you up on a blind date, telling you its time to move on from Bob. As much as you tried to protest this, it would be nice to get out besides being with your friends. Ironically, he wanted to go to the Hard Deck. Oh great, now your friends are going to bug you all night with your date and scare him off.

As you walk into the Hard Deck, all dressed up in a pretty dress that emphasized your pushed up breasts. You see your friends in the corner of the bar, where they usually are and make a b-line to the opposite side, where the booths are, hoping to avoid your friends.

Bob noticed you the moment you walked in the door, he could spot you anywhere. He nearly had a heart attack seeing you in that short of a dress. My god the way your breasts looked. He’d always been able to hide how he felt about you, especially like this, but tonight was just different. Why were you so dressed up? Why didn’t you come say hi? His mind was racing, knowing you were here for someone else.

You have a perfect view of the door, waiting for your mystery date to show up. You’re nervous, peering over to your friends ever so often. Almost every time, Bob is staring right at you. You felt his eyes on you the whole time, and whenever you made eye contact he would look away, only to continue keeping an eye on you.

Phoenix eventually spilt the beans about you going on a blind date, and Bob felt his world crumble under him. He really missed his shot huh? He thought. Phoenix shot him a soft smile and said “It’s not too late you know.”

The rest of the group realizing he had a crush on you. Rooster handed over a $10 bill to Hangman. He predicted Bob was smitten by you around a year ago. Rooster didn’t believe it.

“Double it if he actually makes a move tonight” Rooster chimes in. Him and Hangman make a deal, the rest of the group joining in on the bet. Bob felt his face getting red with either embarrassment or anger.

The door rings its bell, and mystery man finally walked in. He walked to the bar asking for where you were, Bob hearing your name come from this man, shooting daggers at him as he walked over to your booth. He sat down across from you, smiling.

Your date was going well, still feeling Bobs eyes on you. Every time you saw him, he was shooting daggers at your date. You couldn’t help but wonder if Bob was jealous? Why would your best friend Bob be so jealous?

Bob certainly was very jealous. He wanted that to be him, right across from you. Every time he seen the guys eyes trail down to your chest, anger just kept fuming inside him.

At the end of the date, you both got out of the booth. When Bob noticed you were about to go home with him, he had about enough of this. He got up from his seat and darted towards you.

“Y/N can I p-please talk to you? he says, stuttering a bit. He’s overly nervous, knowing he’s about to jeopardize his friendship with you, but this can’t go on any further.

“Ok,” you say hesitantly, telling your date to meet you outside. He walks away and Bob practically drags you further into the corner.

“What are you doing going home with a guy like that?” he asks, staring at your soft eyes. You had the prettiest eyes he’s ever seen. He loved the way sunlight would emphasize the colour.

You stare up at him, giving him a confused expression. “What do you mean? I’m on a date. Sometimes the nights end like this, Bob.” you say, semi annoyed now.

“He doesn’t deserve you.” he chirps, putting his hand on your arms, rubbing up and down. Your skin is so soft, he loved whenever you rubbed against him and he could feel your skin. Tonight, you had exfoliated and made it even more soft than usual. Bob practically melted, but he had to keep his composure.

“Bob, you have no idea who he even is” you laugh, wondering where he gets off telling you this.

“He’s not me.” he says sheeply, looking down at the ground. You stumble back a bit, taken back from the words that just came from his mouth.

“Y/N, please don’t go home with him,” he looks directly into your eyes, moving his hands to your waist, “come home with m-me, please.” he finishes.

“I thought you didn’t like me?” you add in, melting at the touch of his hands gripping your dress, tugging you closer to him.

“I’ve loved you for years, honey.” he smiles, taking one of his hands and moving a loose strand behind your ear. You felt a tear come out of your eyes and he wipes it quickly. “Oh no, i’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you” he quickly adds, removing his hands and starts fiddling with them. You wince at the loss of contact.

“You’re telling me, you’ve loved me for years?” you question, he nods his head, nervous for your reaction, avoiding eye contact now. “I’ve loved YOU for years Bob. I thought this whole time you didn’t like me like that.” you add. He snapped his head to look at you, a soft smile on his face. He goes completely out of his comfort zone now.

He raises his hand to hold your cheeks, then leans in to press a tender kiss to your lips. You’re shocked by his wave of confidence all of a sudden, but melt under his touch. After he removes his lips from yours, you both smile at each other.

“I can’t believe we’ve been so stupid,” he grins, gripping your waist again and bringing you in for a hug. He hides himself in the crook of your neck.

“Let me just go let the other guy down, nicely” you smile, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

The guy took it relatively easy, he knew something was up when he kept catching your friend stare at him like he killed his cat. Once he left, you quickly ran back inside to meet Bob again. You catch him off guard, pushing him into the wall.

“Take me home now,” you laugh, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes, “please.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice, darlin’” he smiles, grabbing your wrist and dragging you out of the bar, smiling at the rest of the Dagger Squad as they all hand over money to each other. They watched the whole ordeal go down, proud of you two for finally getting over yourselves and quit being idiots.

As you reach your car, Bob firmly presses your back against it. Placing kisses up your neck, sending waves of heat down to your core. “God, let me get in the car first Bob” you giggle, as he walks to the passenger side. Driving home, his hand was inching up your thigh the whole time, teasing you beyond belief.

“Don’t let us crash and burn,” he laughs as you close your eyes for a short second as he moves his hand towards your soaked panties. “Oh god you’re soaked sweetheart” he grins, knowing what he does to you.

“We’re so close to the house Bob, please stop teasing me” you choke out, trying to focus on not killing yourself and Bob before the best night of your life.

You quickly pull into your driveway. You lived near base in military housing, Bob lived just down the road. You two would hang out as much as work allowed, having movie nights and game nights, dinners often. In the grand scheme of things, you now realized you both were the biggest idiots to not realize that you both loved each other for the last 3 years.

Making your way inside, Bobs hand is on the small of your back. As soon as you get the door unlocked, Bob is making haste on pushing you against the wall of your hallway. grabbing your waist, you moan at the feeling of his semi hard on pressing against your core as he moves his legs apart to grind against you, “i’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now.” he growls into your ear, moaning into your mouth as he grows harder, as your hand roams his stomach towards his hard on.

God those words turned you on more than you wanted to admit. You loved how dominating Bob was, pushing you against the wall. He quickly hoists you up and wraps your legs around his waist. Carrying you up to your bedroom, he pushes you down on the bed. Making haste removing your guys clothes, you take out a spare condom.

Before you could hand it to him, he quickly opens your legs with his big hands and looks up at you for permission. He’s always a gentleman, so this isn’t surprising. Giving a small nod, he’s still breathing over your heated, soaked area.

“Use your words, baby” he moans out, tracing his finger on your thigh.

“Yes please” you smile, and before he attaches his mouth to your clit, he stops. “Good girl,” he quickly says, before attaching his mouth to your wet cunt, making you expel the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard.

He continues switching between licking, and sucking on your clit. You finish embarrassingly early, covering his face in your juices, licking his lips. He sticks a finger in, quickly coating his finger, and bringing it up to your mouth.

“Suck” he grins, moaning slightly as you suck on his finger.

“Good girl baby, you did so good” he smiles, pressing a kiss to your lips, before peppering kisses from your collarbone, all the way down to your core. He doesn’t forget to stop and suck on your delicious breasts.

“Oh my god I need you inside me” you moan out, as he’s teasing your core with his fingers.

“Patience, pretty girl” he chuckles, sticking a two fingers in you. You groan at the stretch with his big fingers, making their way in and out. You finish once again, on his fingers. This is now two orgasms before he’s even touched himself. He’s painfully hard under his jeans. His erection just begging to be freed.

He quickly grabs the condom from beside you, as he unbuckles his jeans. Freeing his extremely hard dick, he slides the condom on. Before inserting himself into you, he teases your entrance. Sliding the tip up and down over your slick folds.

He slowly pushes into you, as you adjust to his size. He groans loudly as he bottoms out. “If you don’t move right now,” you start, as he wraps his hand around your throat, lowering his head to your ear, “I said, patience, did I not?” he questions, in a deep voice. Oh god if you weren’t already extremely wet, you definitely were now.

“Sorry,” you say, shooting him a brat smile. This doesn’t go unnoticed by him, as he quickly removes himself, only to shove back into you. His thrusts are hard, getting sloppier and slower the closer he gets to finishing. You wrap your legs around his waist to bring him closer to you, getting even more deep in you. As he’s hitting your sweet spot over and over again, you once again come undone, this time while he’s in you. As soon as he feels your walls clench against him, he’s a goner.

“Fucking christ baby” he says, as he finishes in the condom. You feel his dick twitching as hes coming, laying on top of you. Within a few minutes, he’s removing himself from you, as you both wince from the loss of contact.

You’re beginning to doze off when you feel a warm washcloth, cleaning you up. Bob went to grab a glass of water and a washcloth for you. He is absolutely amazing at aftercare. Once you’re all cleaned up and you’re both hydrated, he pulls the cover over you and slips underneath, pulling you flush towards him.

“I love you so much Y/N,” he begins, rubbing his hands over your waist, “I should have told you sooner. I just didn’t want to lose you as a friend if you didn’t feel the same way” he lets out a small chuckle, and you twist yourself around so you’re facing him.

“I didn’t tell you because I was also afraid i’d lose you, Bob,” you smile, staring into his pretty eyes that are illuminated by your bedside lamp. “I love you too, Bobby” you finish. He smiles at the nickname, his face quickly turning red. He quickly kisses you, then pulls you into his neck. Within minutes, you’re both soundly asleep, with the love of your lives.

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[mrs-monaghan]

I love jikook so much, I've been supporting them for a few years now, but i have to admit it's a little difficult and sometimes saddening nowadays with so many taekookers bothering everyone from left to right, and even jikookers doubting them. There's so many posts about jikookers saying that they don't think jikook are together anymore (based on what????? like? We literally see nothing know knowing how do even know anything), and I know it's bullshit but there's SO many that it even makes ME even doubt them sometimes and, even though later I will shake it off and scold myself for thinking like a taekooker (ew) it still happens sometimes.

It's not easy being a jikooker in 2033, I'll tell you that.

Idk anon, its pretty easy for me

You're an insecure, wishy washy Jikooker. I don't like y'all and I delete these asks. But you're seemingly nice so I'll go ahead and ask you just one question. But first, let's look at a few things, shall we? According to the vermin;

That recent Jikook hug was fanservice but the Taekook premiere was Tkk coming out. Those moments were real. Not fanservice at all.

Jikook is being used by the company to cover up for Taekook. Basically, the company uses JK to cover for... himself??

Taekook absolutely hate Jimin and cannot stand him.

JK going live for almost 2 hours and making the live all about Jimin, was him being brainless once again and getting controlled by the company. But when he posted food with plates similar to V's, suddenly he was the smartest dude in the universe.

This list goes on and on and on and the less sense these things make.

So my question to you is, why, the fuck, would you believe anything they have to say? Because they're loud? Is that it? Forget about why you think Jikook could be something. Why on earth would you listen to people who think this way?? Next time you doubt Jikook because of something they said, remember this.