#mina bypass

[immediatebreakfast]

Suddenly she sat up, and, as she opened her eyes, said sweetly:— "Would none of you like a cup of tea? You must all be so tired!" We could only make her happy, and so acquiesced. 

This is one of the creepiest moments in the whole story for me, up there with Lucy and Mina finding about Mr. Swales' death, and Jonathan realizing that he is effectively trapped in castle Dracula.

It implies everything that could go wrong in their travel, or worse what had already went wrong without anyone having actual power to stop it. Is it Mina despeartely trying to retain any sense of normalcy after such horrifying experience? Or... Is it Dracula who struck a moment of luck to plant terror inside the minds of our crew?

The ambiguous nature of the dialogue, and the fake cheerful tone of it is a grim reminder of the liminal feel of this travel. The same liminal ambiance that Dracula was so atuned with in Transylvania to the point of him making reality look like a dream. Moreover, I would dare to speculate that this is the purpose of such ambiguous yet chilling sequence of events to see a small glimpse of the reactions of the men if the dreaded possibilty of Mina turning into a vampire was fulfilled.

Van Helsing and I looked at each other with understanding. Quincey raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her intently, whilst Harker's hand instinctively closed round the hilt of his Kukri.

It is not only the words, but how Mina copied the movements of rising from a coffin just at the moment of sunset, and leaving after giving a new report after days of repeating the same words over, and over without avail.

I do wonder, if this moment left such fearful impression on the crew, it would not be an exaggerating thing to claim that Mina must feel like hell is breathing just behind her neck.

[irisintheafterglow]

been having a very odd moment in my brain so take exes to lovers with prohero!shoto

"hi."

"what are you doing here?"

i'm still in love with you.

"i wanted to see how you were holding up." you're a different person compared to the last time he saw you. you from the past would smile at him, softly thanking him for his concern and inviting him inside with a hand on his shoulder. you in front of him, however, just laughs. it's humorless, pained even. you don't laugh the same as you did with him. "what is it?"

"nothing," you say with a shake of your head. "i appreciate you coming by, but i swear i'm fine." he catches the way your eyes space out, if only for a moment like your consciousness disappeared into a different plane of existence. "yeah, i'm fine," you reiterate when your senses come back and you move to close the door. he carefully but firmly stops you from shutting it and you narrow your eyes. "the fuck do you think you're doing?" you never swore when you were with him.

"i brought you food," shoto offers, pulling the plastic bag from behind him and watching patiently as you analyze him like you were assessing his threat level. what had your asshole of an ex done to you to make you so guarded? "it's your favorite," he adds when he interprets your silence as apprehension. without another word, you nod and open the door, no reassuring hand on his shoulder.

you quietly take the bag from him and set it on your kitchen counter, neatly arranging the to-go containers while shoto moves on pure muscle memory to where you keep your plates. he opens the cabinet to find it bare, along with the cabinets to the left and right of it. perhaps you'd rearranged the place with your new--no, old--partner. he doesn't notice the heavy silence until you clear your throat, swallowing thickly.

"i...i smashed all the dinnerware because i was angry...at him," you croak, your head hung in shame. he hums his understanding but his heart sinks into his stomach. a memory flickers to life in the back of his mind: you and shoto in the local pottery studio, painting strawberries and penguins on matching dinner sets. you beam at him and hold up your newest creation, a baby blue bowl decorated with red and white hearts. it's beautiful, love, he says and your grin grows wider. you tell him the colors of the hearts are to match his hair, and that the bowl would always be your favorite because it reminded you of him. i can't wait to eat soba from it, then, since the art will always remind me of the artist.

"there should be paper plates in the bag," he says gently, shutting the cabinet softly because he knows you don't like the sound of it slamming. "if there isn't, i don't mind eating straight from the container."

"thank you for coming over. it means a lot," you murmur with a container and a fork in your hands, bypassing your dining set and opting for the floor of your living room. he follows you, sitting a respectful distance away that violates every thought willing him to hold you close.

"has anyone else been by?"

"mina, momo, and jiro yesterday. midoriya and uraraka the day before that." you release a little puff of air through your nose, an indicator of sad amusement. "even bakugo stopped by with kirishima. that asshole must have known you were coming because he brought cold soba and i told him i don't eat it."

"what did he say?"

"he told me 'i know you don't, but he does.' weird, isn't it?" your eyes flicker from your food up to his own, watching him again. "did you tell bakugo that you were gonna come over?" he shakes his head, the honest answer. "we've been broken up for two years but people still predict how we operate."

"maybe they know something that we don't," he proposes and your expression hardens.

"don't say that. you can't say that."

"you told me relationships are built on trust," he reminds you. "i won't lie to you, even if we aren't together." your grip tightens around your fork and you forcefully set your container on the coffee table. he steadies his resolve, preparing his defenses so that when you lash out, he can take it in stride. you're in love with them, dumbass, bakugo said to him with a scowl during a night at a pros-only bar. they're in love with you, too, so get your heads out of your asses and get back together.

he's not prepared when tears start rolling down your face.

he reaches out on instinct and you dodge his hand, unsuccessfully wiping your eyes with the heel of your hand.

"the reason why we didn't work was because you were honest. you told me it wasn't the right time, that maybe we could try again in the future," your voice cracks and so does something in shoto's chest. "and then we didn't. you moved on, which forced me to move on too, and now you think you can just walk in here and expect me to open up?"

say it.

tell them.

tell them everything you never did. tell them everything you wanted to but couldn't find the words.

tell them you still love them.

"i want you to let me love you again." what?

"i don't understand." that's not what he meant to say...was it?

"i don't either," he whispers and you finally let him brush a tear from your cheek. his body gravitates toward you magnetically and, even after so long, your skin is a familiar sensation. "all i know is that i miss you, and i'm sorry." another round wells up in your eyes but you know it's not from anger; it's from longing.

"he didn't love me," you sniffled. the muscle in shoto's jaw clenches so tightly, he could chip a tooth. "he loved the idea of loving me, but he didn't love me. i hated who i was when i was with him. and," you pause to exhale shakily, "i miss who i was when i was with you."

"i miss who i was when i was with you, too." he offers you a sad smile and you laugh through your tears, a genuine laugh that he knows in his soul is real. "there you are."

"you still love me? even after two years?"

"it felt longer than that," he admits and you smile the kind of smile that you only have when you're with him. "i can't undo leaving, nor can i undo how he was with you...but i can promise i can bring you back to yourself again. because i love who you are when you're with me."

"are you asking me if you can try again?"

"i'm begging you to let me try again," he pleads, taking your hands in his. they're rough and calloused and familiar and safe. "please."

your eyes sparkle and you stand unexpectedly, moving to rummage around in the fridge and kitchen cabinets. when you get back, you're holding a bowl of what he can only assume is bakugo's cold soba. you place it in front of him and settle into his side, resting your head on his shoulder as you grab the tv remote. with a satisfied smile, he opens his chopsticks and looks down at the bowl.

baby blue with red and white hearts.

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[quirkwizard]

Man, I was REALLY hoping every member of 1-A would get a little moment of focus in the final war Arc. Koda, Shoji, Yuga, Toru, Mina, even Mineta did! But Ojiro, Sero, Sato, Momo, Denki, Tsu, and Tenya, they didn't. If you had these 7 get focus moments, how would you write them?

I know when you were asking for this, you'd probably want me to cover characters like Denki, Momo, Tsuyu and Iida. I do have ideas for them, but at least they got some semblance of a moment. Sero, Sato, Ojiro got nothing. And I don't count them attacking One For All. Literally everyone else got to do it, so it isn't special. So I feel compelled to do them for this ask.

Out of all the characters, these three have the least going on with them. They have no real arcs to finish, little in the way of development, and their powers are some of the least interesting of the whole class. I can understand why Hori put them on a bus for this arc if he had nothing to do with them. So what do you do? You lean into that. Make these three the underdogs of Class 1-A. They know they are outclassed by the other students. That even after all that training, there are still others that do their job, but better. Yet they keep going. Why bother to throw yourself into an outmatched fight when better heroes throw in the towel? Because that's what heroes do. No matter how weak and scared they are, as long as they have the will and means, they are going to fight.

You could tie this in with the villain, Gashly Eijiju. And since we know nothing about him, it means I get to do whatever I want. Gashly is actually based on an infamous children's book. One that taught ABCs via child death. The author wrote this as a satire of the usual friendly and safe stories kids want. So why not work that in? Gashy is a villain with an agenda. Gashy wants the whole world to know that they are safe through his heinous crimes. That the world is dark, terrible, and nothing will protect you, not even your heroes. He wants this war to go on to break the spirit of the people. He could even say how disappointed he is in his opponents because he wanted a worthwhile kill to his mission, or you could tie him to Ryukyu with him being responsible for that kid she failed to save. The point is that he's an overwhelmingly evil figure that these three nobodies have to take on.

As for how it'd play out, it would simply be the three fighting against Gashy and repeatedly getting knocked back, his wall of minions being extremely difficult to bypass. However, the three press onwards in spite of the odds. They know the world is cruel; they know that they are weak, but they are going to keep fighting because they refuse to be defined as failures, showing the various shortcomings the three have had over the past year. As for how they'd win, it's up to you and what the message you want. Maybe they could beat him through a new technique, showing that there is more to them than their gimmicks. They could beat him in a team attack, reinforcing the ideas of working together. Maybe they could beat him in a team attack, reinforcing the ideas of working together. Maybe they make a foolish mad rush using their powers, taking the embodiment of despair with total courage. I think this could give them something to do, fit with the established ideas for the series, and set up their moment of saving Izuku from All For One.

[excentricat1]

I remember thinking last year that they had to know the fog was Dracula. They’ve read the log of the Demeter. But this year I caught a detail that makes me see how they could miss it, even if (some of them) suspect.

The fog is reported North and South of the port. Dracula can only make the fog around himself, and fog is probably not uncommon in the area over the water. The spread of reports means it may be natural fog.

Especially as they never suspect the Czarina Catherine will bypass the port altogether. If they had, they might have checked the timings of the fog reports. But their best person to make that calculation is Mina, and she can’t be told.

I would love an Arthur point of view here. He always seems to sense when something more is needed. I feel like he would sense their carefully laid plan going awry without understanding exactly why or how after being so careful to track the boat thus far.

[coldfanbou]

If all idols create their only fans account who will be the top 5 with the best content and earn the most money among them?

Another question is who you think is underrated that many people will bypass but you know she will give great content, and you will surely subscribe to her.

I mean, I'd have to assume idols like Eunbi, Momo, Karina, Winter, and Mina

For me, though, someone underrated would be Yerin! She'd be making all types of content to make her fans happy

[caffiend-queen]

Oh, I could just EAT YOU UP! A Holidays in Hel Loki-Avengers tale.

I was re-reading this the other day when I should have been getting my new book "Captivated" finished. I'd forgotten how much fun it was writing the Holidays in Hel series... If you're in the mood for some creepy, sexy (not at once, thank god) Loki Halloween tale, look no further.

In which Loki and Mina realize that no holiday is safe from the epic round of truly bad luck that the Avengers have when celebrating the most innocent of times...

***

“You’re expecting me to do what?”

Loki was lounging - elegantly, of course - against a pillar in the huge common room where the Avengers tended to gather when not on missions or getting patched up in the Medbay. He was sartorial perfection in a bespoke Tom Ford suit in onyx. Mina paused from shoveling the candy into one of the massive bowls to smile at him, a little misty with appreciation over his sheer beauty. Her- not her boyfriend, the God of Mischief and Lies could never be called something so ridiculous, her beau? Her partner? Her… Apparently, Loki had been speaking to her because he’d paused, looking at her peevishly.

“Sorry, Loki. I was admiring how unreasonably beautiful you are in that suit, but yeah... just pass out some candy to the trick or treaters? For the media coverage? To make you look... uh... caring?”

Mina said the right thing, of course. The fine lines around his glittering emerald eyes faded away. “Of course you were, darling. This is understandable. I shall repeat myself. You cannot possibly…” He picked up a violently colored package luridly branded as “Unicorn Poop!” pinched between his thumb and forefinger, the way one might hold a dirty diaper. “...Expect me to touch these vile things, much less give them to children?” Loki’s sneer was quite credible, but Mina knew he was posturing. He liked children, though he would rather cut his hair than admit it. He had been shockingly kind to Amelia, Mina’s niece, last New Year’s when her skeevy brother and his wife dumped their daughter in her’s and Loki’s laps and hoofed it to the airport for a Caribbean vacation. 

“The candy is hideous,” she admitted, “but this is the crap kids love now, everything is ‘unicorn,’ or ‘poop.’ Or the blissful combination of both.” Loki tossed the lurid sweet back into the pile in the bowl. “Tony got a tractor-trailer full of the stuff from this candymaker he’s doing business with. The man is some sort of real-life Willy Wonka.” 

“Hmm,” Loki could even make a humming noise sound deeply disapproving. ��Is that the bizarre little gentleman I’ve seen Tony squiring around the tower?"

As if he knew he’d been called, Stark strolled into the room, skirting the cases upon cases of candy piled high around the room. “I gotta admit, Horo, this is enough candy to trick or treat the entire state’s population of kids into a sugar coma.”

The man with him laughed, more of a high-pitched giggle that was startling coming from someone as hugely wide and tall as he was. In fact, his height and weight ended up forming a perfect shape of a square. He was dressed in a top hat and a bright candy-colored suit, with tufts of purplish hair sticking out at angles from his top hat.

“Remember when you watched Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with me?” Mina murmured to Loki.

“Indeed,” he said, folding his arms, “this creature has managed to take all the most unpleasant elements of Sir Wonka and made them even more troubling.”

“Reindeer Games!” shouted Tony, “Come and meet another magician!”

Mina watched as Loki’s entire form stiffened. “Did he just refer to me as a… a magician?” Loki spat. 

“Uh, I think Tony’s already a vodka bottle in for the festivities,” she soothed. “Just ignore him.”

Nonetheless, she pasted on a smile as Tony led the bizarre creature over. Bypassing his host, the man whipped off his top hat, sweeping it low into a courtly bow. “Horatio J. LaDreamy at your service!”

They spent some time sorting through the cases of candy, Horatio holding up each one and exclaiming over its merits like parents with a baby picture. Mina attempted to go through the plan of having Horatio himself pass out the first round of candy for the media coverage. “It’s a really nice thing, if you don’t mind, Mr. ah… Mr. LaDreamy. And the kids will be so excited to meet you.”

“You’re just so scrumptious,” Horatio said, his voice hoarser now, perspiration dotting his upper lip. Leaning in, he held onto Mina’s hand, “I could just eat. You. Up.”

Her revulsion at this freak in his pink-striped shirt and his unfocused, glittering eyes was too great to hide, but his grin only widened as she yanked her hand away. “I have to…” Horatio was still staring at her greedily, and Mina backed away, “...go over… here.” 

She speed-walked over to where Loki stood with a look of profound boredom and a very nice glass of Lafite Rothschild 1999. Taking the glass from him, she downed it in one gulp. The tall, beautiful god looked down at her with the same shock and disgust normal people would reserve for murder, or terrible train wrecks. 

“You just violated that Lafite,” Loki said with deep disgust, “you just spat on it and threw it into the gutter of your untrained palate.”

“Don’t care,” Mina managed, taking the last bit of liquid in the glass, “I needed it. That man is a freak. A total weirdo.” He merely gave her his long-suffering, “Yes, I know this already” expression. “He just told me,” she said, still looking over Loki’s expensively suited shoulder at Horatio, who was now plying an unamused Natasha with an awkward-looking magic trick involving a deck of cards and a very long scarf he kept pulling from his sleeve, giggling with excitement. “He grabbed my hand and said the weirdest thing, he said, “I could just eat you up.” Loki’s eyes narrowed, and she hastened to clarify, “He wasn’t hitting on me, it was creepier. Like he really was hungry.”

Loki thoughtfully eyed the man, who’d somehow gotten tangled up in the scarf he’d been using for his ‘magic trick.’ “Some of the vilest monsters I have battled were quite benign in appearance. I shall examine this creature more closely.”

But really, what happened next was no one’s fault.

***

“Three cheers for… uh...  the… Candy Guy!” Tony was deep in his cups and Mina was just happy he was still standing, thanks to an occasional nudge from Pepper behind him.

Horatio didn’t seem to mind, smiling benignly down on the happy Stark Tower employees, most of them waist-deep in Unicorn Poop.

“Thank you, Tony, my dear friend!” He spread out his giant arms to the crowd, “And to all of you, thank you for helping me bring joy to the children! They don’t want boring old chocolate bars anymore! They want bright, sparkly candy that will make their mouths tingle and their tummies tap dance with happiness! To be honest, friends, I could not do it without you.”

The crowd chuckled, smiling up at Horatio while slipping fistfuls of candy into backpacks, purses, and bulging pockets.

“No!” Horatio said earnestly. “I really couldn’t! The sweetest and kindest among you will guarantee that the next year’s production of the Unicorn Poop candy line will be bigger and better than ever! More than double this year’s output and keeping up to with demand. I just need one thing from you to make every child in the world hold a package of unicorn poop in their chubby little hands.” He looked directly at Mina and smiled, suddenly showing many, sharp teeth. “I just need you.”

There was a violent pink explosion, cotton candy shooting in all directions and sending a spray of crystalized sugar into the eyes and lungs of everyone in the huge room, coughing and wheezing until everyone could catch their breath.

“Where,” snarled Loki in his most severe, stentorian tone, “is MINA?”

“Wh- I do not see Jane!” protested Thor.

Natasha circled the room rapidly. “Bruce is missing!”

Tony suddenly seemed to sober up. “Hey, has anyone seen Pepper?”

***

“Wh- where the hell are we?” Jane gasped, hanging on to a sagging Shanice from Accounting, whose heaving chest showed she hadn’t weathered the abduction well.

Mina, leaning against a candy-striped pillar for balance, pulled away as she realized the pillar was clinging to her hand like the creepiest possible taffy, as if it was alive, wrapping tendrils of its taffy-esque substance up her arm. “Yuck!” she whined, trying to peel the substance off her new black blouse. “If I had to guess, based on the shittiest series of holidays ever over this last year, that that psycho candymaker from hell has somehow kidnapped us and we’re in his dungeon… factory… purgatory… of candy.”

“Right you are, sweet Mina!” Horatio happily approached the group, not seeming to notice how everyone cringed away from him. “You are all here as my very special guests! As the sweetest, nicest people I’ve met this year, you’ve won the Golden Pass to tour my candy kingdom!”

“A Golden Pass?” Mina tried not to laugh. The situation was too serious, but she couldn’t help herself. Horatio was wearing a top hat that looked suspiciously like the one Willy Wonka wore in the movie. “You mean a Golden Ticket?”

“No,” he answered cheerfully, sampling a flower that appeared to be made of lime green nougat, “a Golden Pass is even better! It’s a super-duper big honor!”

Looking around, Mina tried to find an exit. Please god, she thought, don’t let the Oompa-Loompa ripoffs come out singing and dancing!

Because it was an Avenger’s Holiday From Hel, it was worse.

“Are those…unicorns?” gasped Sun Lee, the sweetest girl in HR, who was always making cookies and bringing them to work.

Everyone turned together and sure enough, a herd of alarmingly cheerful candy-colored unicorns came trotting over to them, making some sort of unicorn-type greeting. Not neighing, exactly. More like a mean-spirited giggle, Mina thought dourly.

“Here are my babies!” Horatio held his arms out, greeting one unicorn after another with a kiss on the lips. 

Mina heard a faint “Ewwww…” behind her, it might have come from Maurice in Promotions and Marketing, who was edging away from a unicorn insisting on nuzzling into his neck with the same enthusiasm of a date on Prom Night. 

“Uh, they’re really… I didn’t know unicorns actually existed, though based on this past year you’d think I’d be more open-minded,” Mina said, edging away from the cotton-candy pink horn of the equine interloper trying to snuggle up under her arm.

Horatio beamed at her, oozing charm and a weird kind of faux innocence as he nudged another unicorn - this one a swirl of lavender and baby blue - at Mina, bookending her with mystical creatures. “Come, darlings, I’ll take you on a tour of Horatio LaDreamy’s candy factory!”

Mina could see Darcie gearing up to give him the Stern Talking To, and caught her eye, shaking her head. She’d been gripping her emerald pendant like it was Loki’s perfect cock since they’d popped in to this candy-caned striped hellscape. He’d find them and save the day, like always. She just needed to get them all to play along until he showed up. 

And when he did? She was going to suck his dick like she was mad at it.

***

“Here we are,” Loki raged, “in the - as Tony has repeatedly and tiresomely claimed - the most secure building on the planet, and yet once again, my Mina has been abducted. Again!” He was running his hands through his perfect ebony hair, and it unreasonably made it even more full and flowing over his expensively suited shoulders.

“Thanks, Severus Snape, but remember that my fiancée and another twenty Stark employees also got snatched?” Tony was furious and embarrassed, which served to make him even more annoying. He was attempting to drum some discordant rhythm on the granite bar top with spoons, and it was so unbearable that the even-tempered Steve was the one to reach over and snatch the silverware from his jangly hands.

“Everyone calm down!” Steve was at his most stern and Captain-ish and Loki watched cynically as the rest of the - as Mina called them - the Spandex Squad immediately obeyed. His handsome, stern gaze turned to Tony. “Where did you meet Horatio? How is it that no one knows the location of his factory? Everyone needs employees. Can we track him through the IRS? How did he get the kind of tech that could move that many people at once? Loki, is this magic?”

Loki was pacing around the last location of the lunatic candymaker as he disappeared from Stark Tower with his Mina. “I do not recognize the energy signature, but it feels more as seidr than technology. But all seidr… it leaves a trace. I cannot find one here.” 

Thor was absently swinging Mjolnir, nearly braining one of the waitstaff trying to clear up the candy carnage. He was desperate to smite someone- anyone at this point. Loki glared at his brother after another close pass from the hammer. “Brother, do contact Heimdal and ask for his assistance.” 

“I shall do this immediately!” Thor roared happily, striding masterfully to the elevators.

“A good idea,” approved Natasha.

Loki sneered elegantly. “I contacted Heimdal the moment they all disappeared. He knows nothing. But it will keep my idiot brother occupied while we work.”

Rubbing her forehead, she allowed herself to look vulnerable, just for a moment. “Then how are we going to find them in time?” Looking at him with troubled blue eyes, she said, “I feel like time is ticking down to something. Do you feel it?”

Looking out the window as the sun headed to the horizon, the afternoon light sending them all into sharp focus, Loki fought down an unfamiliar sense of panic. “If one looks to most of the pagan legends, sunsets are often associated with human sacrifice.”

“You don’t-” the blood drained from Natasha’s pale complexion, leaving her sheet-white. She thought of Bruce, his gentle smile and his kind way with those smaller and weaker than himself. “We have to get them out of there.”

“I assure you, my ocharovatel'nyy ubiytsa,” he said grimly, “I am quite in agreement.”

***

Every holiday, Mina thought as the unicorn prodded her in the back with his horn, every goddamned holiday. Would it really be too much to ask to get Halloween off from the Avenger’s holiday fuckups? My favorite holiday? Her self-pitying thoughts were interrupted as Horatio waved grandly and the massive pink and lavender doors before them began to slowly open.

“You may ask,” he puffed, “how my candy is so sweet? So perfectly formed and flavored? How it can be so addicting?” He beamed at the sullen group behind him. “Meet my secret weapon!”

Mina gulped and she heard a shrill scream from Carla from Banqueting and Events as she passed out. It was another unicorn. A gigantic-ass, monstrous unicorn whose horned head nearly brushed the top of a room the size of an airport hangar. She was violent splashes of aqua, purple, and fuchsia. But her eyes were the blazing red of hell and when she opened her big, horsey mouth, she roared, a thunderous strike that hit the group like a fist, making everyone cringe and cover their ears. There was steam rising from the floor, which was liberally splashed with red and dotted with… bits of something horrible. And popping rapidly out from under her striped tail, were- Mina squinted. “Oh, my god,” she groaned, “is that unicorn poop?”

“An A+ for the pretty lady in the front row!” Horatio said happily, “Yes, this is my sweet angel and the producer of the entire Unicorn Poop line! Glow in the Dark Unicorn Poop, Candy Corn Unicorn Poop, Peppermint Striped Unicorn Poop, and Fudgy Center Unicorn Poop, though that last one isn’t selling the way I thought it would.” His mildly puzzled expression cleared as another giant pile of candy flew from Big Mama Unicorn to be separated and packaged by some listless robots in the bright candy wrappers. “Anyway!” he continued, “So my beloved is such a good girl, producing pile after pile of delicious treats, day after day, 24/7. But a girl’s gotta eat, right?”

“What…” Jane’s expression told Mina she’d already put two and two together, “what do you feed her?”

Horatio’s eyes glowed, “Why, only the sweetest and kindest folks ever! After spending the week at Stark Tower and getting to know everyone, I knew I was picking the sweetest, nicest people there! And it’s perfect timing,” his giggle was alarmingly high-pitched, “because my girl is hungry.”

Big Mama Unicorn let out a terrifying bellow, and all the smaller unicorn guards nickered in agreement as the humans huddled closer together.

Loki was still pacing the spot where that candy-coated monstrosity had disappeared, taking his Mina and so many others with him. He had some hopes that as one of the captives, Bruce, at least, might still have the capacity to shift into his larger, angrier form. But he could feel the energy behind the seidr the top-hatted lunatic had used to steal Mina and the others. It was demonic. Straightening his tie, he turned to the others. “I shall return.”

“Wha- hey!” Tony turned to the others. “He shall return? What the hell did Mr. Wizard just say? Where is he going?”

Such was the haughtier and gravitas of Loki, Prince of Asgard and Rightful King of Jotunheim that not a demon dared approach him, the hounds of Hel whined nervously and hid under the furniture as he passed, still sleek and perfect in his ebony suit.

“Oh, it’s you.” The woman, clad in an equally dark suit and a sullen expression was lounging on an ostentatious throne, made of the bones of thousands of different creatures.

“Is that any way to greet your dear, dear father?” Loki plucked a bit of something off his impeccable sleeve, flicking the offending bit away in a flash. 

If her black eyes had rolled any further back, they’d be wedged against her brain stem. “Let’s dispense with the pleasantries, Loki. What do you want?”

“A bit of conversation, darling.” Hitching his trousers, Loki sat gracefully on a chair made of human bones and sinew. “We’ve a bit of an issue at the Avenger’s Tower with abductions.”

She shrugged, idly poking at one of the cringing shades with the toe of her sharpened steel boot. “And this concerns me how?”

“Hela.”

The one word was spoken in a tone so low that the granite foundations of the Queen of Hel’s throne shifted slightly.

Leaning forward, Loki’s eyes flashed a searing green-gold. “Do not feign innocence with me. That vile candymaker could not have managed this level of power as a mere mortal. What was your bargain?”

Hela sniffed, tossing her long black hair over one shoulder in a flounce clearly inherited from her sire. “Oh. That irritating little man was constantly bleating about his unicorns and how they got… what was the word? Oh, ‘hangry,’ and he needed the power to move large groups of people to the factory to feed them, and-”

“What did you say?” Loki shot out of his chair, face even paler, “Feed mortals to... his unicorns?” 

Hela shrugged, “His tiresome obsession with those silly creatures… though the monstrous procreator is quite ferocious. She would be an excellent addition to my Helhounds.” She chuckled heartlessly. “Perhaps I shall take her, along with his pathetic soul when it is due.”

In an instant, her furious sire was leaning over her, so close that her throne tipped back. “If a single hair is disturbed upon my Mina’s head, I shall tie you to the hack of one of your beloved Helhounds, and create a seidr that will force him to run through your pits of flaming tar and leave you upside down beneath the surface of one of them. For your continued good health, I do hope no harm comes to those abducted from the Tower.”

For once, his daughter didn’t have a scathing retort.

***

It was hard to come up with a plan, what with all the screaming, Mina thought, dazed and jostling to keep her co-workers away from that giant fucking unicorn from Hel. I mean, it really does look like Loki’s daughter spawned it, she thought a little spitefully. 

She stilled for a moment, ignoring the prodding from the unicorn’s pointy horn wedging just under her right shoulder and shoving hard enough to leave a crater in her back. “That’s it!” Mina gasped. Elbowing past her pink and blue guard, she shouted, “Hey, Horatio! You’re wrong! You think we’re the sweetest people in the building?” 

The candymaker was busy trying to shove Mario from Accounting closer to the gaping maw of Mama Unicorn. Horatio looked over his polka-dotted shoulder red-faced and petulant. “You just hold right there, little miss! It’ll be your turn in a minute!” 

“I’m not sweet!” Mina tried to pitch her voice higher than Mario’s screaming, but it was close. “I have a mouth like a sailor, you asshole! I really didn’t like Aama here-” she pulled over her startled co-worker in the Developmental Science Division, “because she’d always steal the good lab coats and I’d end up with one of the acid-stained ones. I ‘forgot’ to invite her to one of the employee lunches-”

“Hey! Really?” Aama said, looking deeply wounded.

“Sorry, Aama,” Mina said, patting her back absently. “Anyway, I am not sweet! Also, if you saw the kinky stuff Loki and I get into? I’m gonna give that lavender pony from Hel heartburn!”

“I knew you two were into some weird shit!” gloated Darcy.

“Oh, please!” Mina retorted, “You wrote the book- hell, you wrote an entire Wikipedia on kink!”

Her eyes widened pleadingly, and Darcy caught on. “Oh, yes I did! One guy, two guys… once there was a wheel of cheese in the room and a duck, and…”

Even Mario had stopped screaming to hear this.

“Also,” Darcy continued defiantly, “I - I shoplifted some peanut butter and cigarettes from the bodega down the street because I forgot my purse…” She’d come back the next day with a batch of cookies, an apology and the money, of course. Also, the son’s owner really liked her and had given her the peanut butter and the pack of extra-long menthols, but that didn’t help the story. “I’ve drugged Jane’s sandwich before! More than once!”

“You did?” Jane gasped, “You’re- why? Why did you do that?”

Her best friend sputtered a bit, she’d done it to force Jane to get some sleep after working in the lab for three days straight. “Uh… because I’m jealous of you and I’m… uh… stealing all your research! Yeah!”

Jane was bug-eyed with shock for a moment before she recognized Darcy’s wildly twitching eye was a wink and not a muscle tic brought on by sheer terror. “I don’t care, Darcy! Because… because… I’ve been selling it to HYDRA! So there! And I cheated on my taxes! Three times!”

“I stole my roommate's boyfriend!” chimed in Sun Lee, though they’d been broken up for over a year and her roommate didn’t even care, but… she had to top the HYDRA whopper and distract the crazy candymaker while everyone caught on. “And I pulled the last shopping cart in the queue away from an old man who was trying to put his oxygen tank in it!”

Even Mama Unicorn had stopped that endless bellowing, watching with a wrinkled muzzle as the weird confessions got wilder and more offensive as each of the desperate prisoners started chiming in.

“I stole my mother’s wedding ring!”

“I cheated my way through college!”

“My family disowned me after I burned my grandparent’s house down!”

“I- I- I ATE A BABY!”

They all turned - even Horatio and Mama Unicorn - to stare at Kevin from Ground Security, who was not a super inventive guy. “Too much?” he asked humbly, wringing his hands. “But anyway,” he continued, “I’m gonna give that lavender bitch food poisoning, so HAVE AT IT YOU CANNIBALISTIC FREAK!”

“There’s no reason to be rude,” Horatio said repressively, “and you’re upsetting my sweet mama here, her nerves are delicate!”

“We’re going to make you puke cotton candy for a week, you one-horned psycho!” Mina shouted above the others, “You are gonna suffer, lady! And- and- and-” She smiled evilly, “Mr. LaDreamy, your candy tastes like ass. And now we know why. Your Unicorn Poop really is complete and utter shit.”

“Shit! Your candy is shit!”

“Everyone’s laughing at you and your weird turquoise friend!”

“Your candy sucks!”

“Halloween’s going to be canceled if this crap gets out because Manhattan will be covered in kid vomit!”

“That’s ENOUGH!” screamed Horatio, his purple hair sticking out in tufts. “You’re trying to distract me from our sacred purpose here, putting a smile on EVERY CHILD’S FACE AND I WILL NOT HAVE YOU-” He broke off, face almost as purple as his hair and wheezing.

And Pepper delivered the killing blow. “Mr. LaDreamy, I intend to file suit with the FDA regarding your use of hazardous materials and a deeply, deeply unsanitary workspace. I hope your mama… thing there has other talents because she will be paying for your fines into the next century. I am very vindictive,” she added with a dark smile, “and I love making little men like you twist on the hook like a gutted trout.”

Everyone stirred uneasily. This was essentially accurate.

There was an ominous, low rumbling and it seemed like the blood-soaked factory walls were closing in on them. Horatio chuckled, a mean little gurgle that sounded like a truly beastly child’s. “Hush, now. Since you’re not nice, sweet people at all, since you lied to me- Well, there’s only one thing to do.”

Mina stumbled slightly, was that rumbling getting louder? It felt like the pink and red striped factory floor was shifting under her feet.

“I’d planned on waiting until the new year to debut my latest line of sweets....” He smoothed down his ratted fringe of hair and put his top hat back on. “But it’s time, thanks to you-” he said spitefully at Mina, “to introduce my new brand, Devil’s Food Delights.”

There was a bellow. A howl. The combined sound of a million souls suffering and the sound rose and shook the rafters as something burst through the floor.

“Aw, goddamnit,” sighed Mina.

***

“Can’t this thing go any faster?” groaned Bucky, who was hovering over Loki’s shoulder in a truly provoking way, nudging him absently with his vibranium arm and making him yearn to send his own godly elbow into the Soldier’s face. The pleasant thought distracted Loki for a moment and the seidr shimmered ominously. 

“If you don’t take yourself to the back of the jet and stay there,” he snarled, “the seidr will collapse and we must begin again.” He studied the aggressively pink cotton candy tone of his spell. “Due north.” 

***

The Stark employees clutched at each other, trying to keep from toppling into the pit now spreading on the factory floor, an ominous red glow glaring out from the hole. The screaming started up again as a massive spider placed all eight of its horrible, clawed appendages on to the crumbled concrete and hefted its pulsating, plump black carapace out of the pit. All eight of its beady crimson eyes were focused on Mina, who found herself shoved in front of Dante from Armaments and Darcy, who’d started hurling packages of Unicorn Poop at the monstrous thing. This was, unfortunately, the thing that turned its attention to their little huddle and it began scampering over the ruined ground toward them.

Their rescue came - by cynical fate - from Mama Unicorn, who was not happy about her potential dinner being taken away. With another rafter-rattling roar, she hauled her huge pink and blue bulk from her corner, stomping toward Horatio’s latest creation, which reared back with a shrill, chittering sound. From the back of the spider came shooting smeared charcoal and fuchsia eggs. “They’re wrapped in licorice-flavored cotton candy!” Horatio screamed over the angry whining from the smaller unicorns. “With a surprise inside!” he cackled as one of the bundles writhed and broke open, a teal-colored arachnid pulling free from its spun sugar cocoon. 

A blast shook the factory as one of the outside walls exploded, various Avengers pouring through the dust to the rescue. Spinning two wickedly sharp blades, Loki turned in a circle, looking for Mina. He found her - of course - standing in front of a group of cowering office personnel and looking rather nauseated.

“Darling!” Loki was on her in an instant, cradling her face. “You’re not hurt? Whose blood is this?”

“Uh… I’m not sure, but I don’t think it’s mine.” It’s not that Mina was not extremely happy to see her princely suitor, but she could not take her eyes off the supernatural train wreck happening right in front of her. 

Steve was turning right, then left, trying to figure out who to throw his shield at. Wanda was rearing back, trying to pull away her scarlet pulse emanating from her hands, while repeating “Ew! Ew! Ew ew ew ew ewewewewe!” Bucky had Darcy slung over one broad shoulder and was pointing an extremely large gun at random angry unicorns.

Tony’s mask came up on his suit and his angry brown eyes scanned the melee. “Who should I shoot? I mean, what the hell…”

Really, it was a toss-up. Mama Unicorn and Big Ugly Scary Spider Thing were tearing at each other- oozing lime-green blood and chunks of both being tossed into the air during the battle. Horatio was screaming at them, “Stop it! You will get along, do you HEAR ME?” But it was clear those two were having none of that nonsense. 

Ducking a flying bit of Big Ugly Scary Spider Thing, Loki turned to find Mina gone. She was writhing like an infuriated eel, trying to escape the surprisingly strong grip of Horatio J. LaDreamy, infamous candymaker and a man currently Losing His Shit.

“This could have been so simple!” he howled, “Your sacrifice would have meant the happiness of children all over the world! But no…” Horatio hissed the word, gripping Mina’s neck tightly and putting something to her throat, something scary enough that she stiffened. His maddened orange eyes met Loki’s. “But there’s always a backup plan!” He was chuckling, but it sounded more like gargling with a mouthful of tar. “You know the significance of the setting sun, don’t you, you insufferable Asgardian?”

Mina corrected from habit, “Oh, Loki is actually both Jotunn and Asgardian.”

“Shut UP!” Horatio screamed into her ear, “I will have my candy empire and if I can’t feed you to Mama Unicorn I will still close the deal with my dark mistress with a sacrifice in her honor. Ah, ah!” He pushed the thing - which turned out to be the tip of the currently disemboweled Mama Unicorn’s horn harder into Mina’s neck. “You’ll stand back, Mr. Friggasson!”

Loki’s hands gripped his knife handles, knuckles white with fury. If that candy-striped lunatic stabbed Mina with that cursed unicorn horn it was over. He knew there was no seidr that could reverse the effects of such a weapon. But with a casual flick of his fingers to the right, he very carefully began circling the two. “You don’t need Mina. Not when you have a god to offer himself in exchange. Come, now. Take the horn away from her neck. I shall drop my knives and surrender to you.”

Oh, Horatio liked that idea, he could tell from the creature’s excitable little wiggle. Mina was silently shaking her head, but Loki’s gaze darted right and back again. She tilted her head, nodding. And to the backdrop of the dying screams of Mama Unicorn and Big Ugly Scary Spider Thing, the candymaker began to rage about the unfairness of life. The excellent quality of his candy. His visionary status. And how cruel it was that Loki’s hair was more luxuriant and silky than his. But the time he’d started on how boring Loki’s ebony suit was next to his magnificently colored ensemble, the irritable god had thrust forward with three fingers and a crisp command: “forsvinn!”

Mina ducked. Horatio stumbled backward and fell on his ass in a rapidly spreading pool of taffy in violent shades of red and yellow. The tipped cauldron rolled back and forth in the corner. “Do not touch it!” commanded Loki as the other Avengers stepped closer, “You will never get free.” Indeed, the candymaker was on his back, kicking and squalling like an overturned beetle as the taffy spread around him in a viscous flood. 

Loki straightened his tie and put an arm around Mina as she handed him the unicorn horn. “So the guys have rounded up all our co-workers and they’re ready to get out of this candy-coated hellhole. But what do we do about the baby spiders and the leftover unicorns and him?” She nodded at Horatio, who looked he might actually be dissolving into his own creation of corn syrup and evil.

Pressing a tender kiss to her temple, Loki smiled unpleasantly. “It shall all… be taken care of. Come along, darling. I shall bathe away that disgusting scent of unicorns and perspiration from you.”

The lit-up monolith of Stark Tower had just appeared in the quinjet’s windshield when Mina stiffened. “Oh, crap! What about all of the kids coming tonight to trick or treat? We can’t give them the unicorn shit.” 

Natasha was flying the aircraft, but she looked behind her with a raised brow. “Do you mean the Unicorn Poop candy?”

“No,” said Loki and Mina together, and she heaved a bit. “It’s actual shit, Natasha. Unicorn shit. Big Mama Unicorn was pooping it out. Piles and piles of-” Putting her hand over her mouth, Mina turned away.

***

“Here at Stark Industries,” Pepper said smoothly, to the reporters clustered around the first group of costumed toddlers, “we’ve been concerned about good nutrition and the amount of sugar the average child consumes every year. So we decided to set a new precedent this Halloween by giving out toys instead.”

Steve and Bucky were tearing open boxes of Avenger’s action figures, stuffies, promotional t-shirts, and more that had been hastily pulled from the merchandise warehouse. Darcy and Jane were happily handing them out to the stream of children. 

“Thank you so much,” recited a five-year-old fairy princess, she looked down at the Iron Man figure she’d been handed. “Could I have a Loki doll instead?”

Tony yanked the doll away from her. “Here’s a towel, kid. Keep moving.”

***

“Where are we?” Mina gasped as Loki pulled off her blindfold. They were on a platform in a massive tree in the middle of a field, dotted with the last of the season’s pumpkins and filled with fireflies, lighting the branches and crisp red and orange leaves with a surreal glow. The platform held a huge mattress with many plump pillows and silky throws and blankets. A low table ran alongside the bed, piled high with bottles of wine and tempting platters of meats and cheeses, fruit, fresh-baked rolls. “And no sugar,” she sighed gratefully. She felt her skin tingle as he ran his fingers down her side and gasped as she looked at the delicate lace and silk concoction he’d “poofed” on to her. It was long, with a high slit in the skirt and a shamelessly low neckline.

“Spin for me, darling.” Loki made a twirling motion with one long finger and enjoyed the sight of his Mina happily spinning in her new dress. It flared out around her ankles and the twinkling light of the fireflies shone through the sheer fabric over the taut line of her thigh, the softness of her luscious bottom. Oh, how he loved her pert behind.

When she spun around again, Mina found Loki reclining elegantly on the bed, sipping a glass of wine and holding one out for her. “Come, darling. The dance is about to begin.”

“What dance?” she asked, gathering up her long skirt to make the awkward crawl across the slippery expanse of the cushions to relax against his long, cool body. Loki nodded to the edges of the field and Mina gasped.

Women, clad in black, walked from the cover of the surrounding forest to meet in the center around the tree. A bonfire surged up, lighting their serene faces as they began their song, moving around each other in a complex web. 

“Um, are we allowed to be here?” Mina whispered, terribly excited but a little nervous. She knew what this was- Samhain. Which meant they were in Ireland, which meant this was one of the most secretive and powerful of the ancient pagan clans. The women dancing ignored them and their luxurious platform, but it was clear she and Loki had been given a nearly unheard-of opportunity.

“Shhhh…” he murmured, and she settled back. 

Following the complex braid of movement was so fascinating that it took Mina a bit to realize that there were new dancers in the circle- shadowy forms that danced in and out of the circle made by their living sisters. “Oh... “ she gasped. The living and the dead twined back and forth as their song grew louder, almost a chant and suddenly the fire was burning hotter or something because she felt like every part of her was wildly overheated. She needed something to cool her, and- “Thank you Loki,” Mina moaned happily as he pulled her to her knees, resting that bottom of hers that he’d praised so often on her heels. Kneeling behind her, he pressed his broad chest and a very promising, prominent bulge against the small of her back. The chill radiating from him just made her skin prickle more desperately. She needed him! Why won’t he help her? 

“Patience,” Loki soothed, “watch the ceremony, sweet one.”

Mina blinked hard. The swirl of color and sound vibrated through her skin and settled into the base of her spine, spreading through her and making her gasp, pushing back against his hard, cool chest. Dimly, she felt his cool fingers spread her thighs, circling lightly around her wet furrow, the rough pads of his fingertips sliding back and forth, back and forth in a lazy way that made her half-insane as he circled her entrance, dipped lightly inside and moved back to lightly bat her clitoris. Finally, finally, he lifted her, the tip of his cock slick and wet from her.

“Put your arms behind my neck,” he urged, giving her shoulder a quick, sharp bite, enough to startle her into obeying him. The position made her arch her back, breasts thrust out as she strained to watch the movement of the dancing circle. Still, the women below seemed to ignore them as they continued their delicate dance between this world and the next. The heavy weight of Loki’s cock sliding into her made her clench down, enjoying his groan as it slowed his movements through her. It burned and stung a bit, just as it always did when Loki fucked her, but Mina relished it, craved it as part of the feeling of this god deeply embedded inside her. But the feel of cool lips suckling her clitoris made her let out a startled screech.

“Easy, darling,” purred Loki, lounging gracefully before her, examining himself buried inside her with interest. “I so rarely get to enjoy this lovely view as I take you. So sweet.” His diabolical tongue tickled her again, then lightly nipped one of her swollen lips. “Such a perfect, dark treat. And displayed so perfectly.” From behind her, Loki’s hands began toying with her breasts, pinching her nipples and pulling gently as the Loki below returned to his efforts, suckling her wet center, tongue stroking and fluttering along his cock sliding in and out of her channel. 

The sheer outrageousness of it - the intensity of two Lokis toying with her was too much and Mina’s head flew back, hitting his shoulder as she came. 

Trying to focus as the Loki below doubled down with chilly lips and teeth while seizing her bottom and moving her faster on his clone’s cock, she watched the night sky split, silver light streaming through and coalescing into shapes and shades of the Otherworldly.

“I have missed the play of nug-a-nug…” whispered one.

“Fadoodling they are, and so nicely…” sighed another.

“That’s putting the devil into hell!” shouted one of the more substantial spirits, and they all laughed in agreement, drifting lightly around the three joined together so closely that even the spectres could not see where one began or the other ended. But all the circling souls shuddered and sighed as the Lokis and Mina came together, glowing brighter and holding form for one perfect moment before fading into whisps again.

When Mina came back to some general form of awareness, she was wrapped in a velvety soft blanket, held in Loki’s arms as the other Loki waved down to the witches, still casually nude.

“Thank you for feeding our sisters!” called up the High Priestess. “To have them back with us again… our circle is complete. Farewell then.” She gave a sly wink to Mina. “And perhaps we’ll be seeing you again next year.”

Loki chuckled behind her, squeezing her gently. “There are so many haunts to explore,” he whispered in her ear, “enough for a thousand All Hallow’s Eves.”

Kissing his chiseled jaw, she said with deep satisfaction, “And no more creepy man-eating unicorns.”

***

Horatio J. LaDreamy sat in the smoking ruins of his factory, Big Ugly Scary Spider Thing and Big Mama Unicorn had torn each other to pieces and the resulting scuttle of remaining spider offspring being devoured by the few surviving unicorns. The acrid scent of burnt sugar stung his nose along with the strawberries and cream scent of unicorn blood covering his candy-striped suit. 

“How could this happen?” Horatio said peevishly.

“Because, you vile little man, you deserved it.” The smooth, cultured tone made him freeze in horror, and measured footsteps circled from behind him. Hela was strolling through the wreckage, hands on leather-clad hips. “How did you manage such a catastrophic failure in such a short time?” she mused, kicking at a severed unicorn hoof. “I did expect you back in my realm sooner than later, but even for you, this is simply pitiful.” Her elegant nose wrinkled a bit as she eyed his quivering form.

“B- b- but my beautiful unicorns!” Horatio wailed, “And my Devil’s Food darling and Mama Unicorn eating each other instead of those silly people! Hela, oh Dark Mistress, please-”

“None of that, mortal. Come along now.”

Horatio J. LaDreamy was a creature designed to strike terror into the hearts of the unwary, and a monstrous wave of empathy for the innocents he’d victimized slammed into him like a tsunami as Hela’s elegant hand rose, then clenched into a fist, tearing his soul from his body - leaving a withered, desiccated husk that collapsed into a pile of pink and purple dust.

***

Darcy lay on her back, panting and staring at the ceiling. “Holy shit, Bucky,” she wheezed, “if I knew getting kidnapped would turn you on like that I’d have done it sooner! I think I had an out-of-body experience on that fifth orgasm…”

She turned her head to look at him, he had his metal hand resting on his chest, still heaving from exertion.

“You know you’re some kind of sex demon with that tongue of yours,” she teased.

Bucky gave her a smile. Just a little one, a slight curve of those full lips that for him was the equivalent of tearing off his shirt and strutting around the tower singing “I’m The Man.” Then his head lifted abruptly, looking sharply in one direction, then the other.

“What’s that?”

“What’s what?” hedged Darcy, trying to yank her undies up her thighs.

His blue eyes narrowed. “I heard something. Like a neighing sound- “ He was across the room before she could blink, ripping the closet door off its hinges. 

“YOU BROUGHT ONE OF THOSE ASSHOLES BACK HERE?”

A little mauve and aqua-speckled unicorn cowered behind a stack of winter sweaters, whinnying in fear as Bucky towered over it.

“Stop it, you’re scaring him!” Putting her arms around the petite creature’s neck, Darcy looked up at him, her big, big, brown eyes tearing up a little.

He looked between the unicorn and his girlfriend. “Darce- honey are you insane? Are you remembering what these little bastards were going to do to you? Why would you do this!”

Sniffling prettily, she hugged the unicorn tighter. “Maurice didn’t do it! It was the big ones herding us to Mama Unicorn, he was-”

“You NAMED it?” he paced back and forth, pulling at his hair and absently wishing he hadn’t cut it so short. “We can’t keep a- wait, what is this? A mystical or mythical, or-”

“Arcane?” she offered helpfully.

“Enchanted?” He paced some more, watching the tiny creature burrow into Darcy’s generous bosom. Sighing, he sat down on the bed. “You can keep it for tonight. Tomorrow, you have to take it-”

“It’s not an it, it’s a Maurice!”

“You’re taking Maurice to Banner for a full examination.”

Throwing herself onto him, Darcy chirped, “Okay. Thank you, baby! You’re the best…” She proceeded to show Bucky just how much she appreciated him, and their moans were so loud that even his keen Soldier’s hearing didn’t catch the vicious little chuckle from the closet.

[yallemagne]

This entry has always been difficult to get through, so Re: Dracula really helped. After however many times of reading the book I finally know what the hell this conversation was about.

So, Dracula figured out through his connection to Mina that they were in Varna waiting for him, so he bypassed them and went to Galatz instead. Then he tried to sever his connection to Mina because he figured out she was using it against him.

Even with DD, this plot point always got buried by people stating that Dracula was feeding Mina false information the entire time. I never believed that was the case, but thanks to Bram's stupid "criminal mind" nonsense, I didn't know what was the case. I can't help it, my eyes start to roll into the back of my head when I have to read "you see, systematic oppression is actually okay because some people are just born criminals and don't deserve to be treated fairly". It's just utter nonsense, and people still believe this shit to this day.

And of course, VH comes to this realization and is like "I must explain this situation to Mina as if she were a child because my patronizing knows no bounds". Mina gets two "don't underestimate me"s in this entry (train fiend moment and her literally citing Lombroso after VH said she couldn't possibly know about criminology), and still, VH has yet to stop underestimating her. Can anybody teach this old dog new tricks?

[usedpidemo]

If all idols create their only fans account who will be the top 5 with the best content and earn the most money among them?

Another question is who you think is underrated that many people will bypass but you know she will give great content, and you will surely subscribe to her.

In no order: Somi, Karina, Wonyoung, Yuna, and a tie between Sana or Mina, just based off the combination of existing popularity, current photos they're already sending, and level of activity on social media.

Sleeper pick will always have to be anyone fromis_9. But like, specifically Chaeyoung or Nagyung.

[vorrentis]

Jihyo x Mina - Much Needed~ (2/2)

2/2 BECAUSE TUMBLR HAS A 1000 BLOCK LIMIT I GUESS, IF ANYONE CAN TELL ME HOW TO BYPASS THANKS.

CONTINUES STRAIGHT FROM PART 1/2 SO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT, READ THAT FIRST.

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Even so, the kiss was a bit tentative at first from both sides, their lips just softly brushing together.

But then they gained a rush real quick, knowing that there was no real reluctance from either one, and they came together fully, lips and tongues meeting passionately.

Jihyo and Mina clung together like that for several minutes, exploring each other's mouths and luxuriating in the feel of two bodies pressed close.

With the amount of public time they have, Jihyo and Mina knew that they needed to savor these moments.

"Wow..." Mina smiled when they finally retreated to arm's length. "That was definitely worth waiting for."

"You're always worth waiting for Mina~" Jihyo smiled at her as Mina let out a soft chuckle.

"That was corny."

"Then let's not talk then~" Jihyo muttered as she leaned towards Mina's head and their lips connected.

Mina closed her eyes in relish at her girlfriend's tongue work as she made her way down to Mina's neck and suckled on it a bit

"Ah Jihyo, stop it..

"Do you really mean that~" Jihyo kept peppering Mina's neck with kisses as one of her hands went downward to Mina's butt and gave it a squeeze as Mina's lust rose. "Hmm~ Do you want me to stop~" jihyo's voice was husky and full of lust as she kissed the right side of Mina's neck, sucking on it tenderly as Mina moaned.

"J-Jihyo," Mina had to strain to make out the words. "We can't do this here...

"Hmm~ But it's so naughty~ We've never done it here~"

Their bare skin rubbing and brushing against each other felt electrifying and when Jihyo fondled Mina's breast through her shirt as Mina's breathing had become haggard at Jihyo's touch and teased her flesh, she all but whined.

"Jihyo...s-seriously...we can't..."

Jihyo reached behind the squirming girl and grasped her left ass cheek before running her fingers in circles around her nipple through her shirt.

The sensation was overwhelming and all Mina could do to curb her excitement was grasp

Jihyo's hair and moan through gritted teeth.

Jihyo glanced up again and gave Mina a wet kiss; their tongues intermingling and dancing like snakes, that is until Mina pulled away.

"Jihyo, I'm serious, we can't. Gomen, but not here...

"Mhm..." Jihyo stopped her fondling, pulled away from Mina, turned to her left, and pouted like an angry kid.

Mina couldn't lie, she was now feeling it and she cursed herself for letting it get carried away.

"Why must we be so responsible?" Jihyo asked as Mina rolled her eyes but not of annoyance, "sigh, oh well, that was convincing enough...but when we get home," she gave a small smile, "you better be ready for me~"

Mina felt her lower region quiver as Jihyo turned in place.

Oh, she was excited alright.

"Alright, go ahead and start." She said pointing at the camera and then the screen, sitting down near the front this time as Mina took a few seconds to register that into her mind.

Jihyo wasn't mad at Mina, she was right that they had to work, but Jihy was beyond horny and Mina was her need to relish the quench.

That small act only drove Jihyo to a lust-minded fantasy as Mina turned around and presented her butt once more as Jihyo licked her lips.

'God, makes me want her even more.'

Jihyo was heated at her core and upon getting back into their place, Jihyo hoped that Mina was ready for what her.

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Jihyo unlocked the door to their home as they stepped inside and took of their shoes.

SHUT

The door closed behind them as they walked more inside.

"Hello?" Jihyo called out, but no answer was heard as the girls made their way behind the couch and dropped their belongings on the cushions. "Anyone home?" Jihyo called again.

"..."

"..."

"..."

She smirked.

"Alright, well, guess we're the only ones here."

"I guess we are~" Jihyo and Mina smiled at one another.

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Jihyo stepped closer and placed her hands on her girlfriend's hips and around her back, "we have the whole room to ourselves, heck the whole house, we can do it anywhere we want~"

Jihyo's hand that fondled Mina's perfect butt, glided around in front of Mina's perfect body, through her tights and panties, and began to press against her slit.

Mina sensually closed her eyes and even gave a smile as she felt the lust emanating from Jihyo.

Rhythmically, Jihyo rubbed circles around Mina's clit, making the girl moan and pant.

As if answering her pleas, Jihyo dipped her finger gently into her wet hot folds as Mina quivered as small mewls escaped her mouth.

"Ah Jihyo~" She moaned while Jihyo rubbed

Mina's pulsating clit with her thumb and pressed deeper into the girl's pussy. She slid another finger into her and began thrusting.

Mina's toes curled and she moaned so loud she was glad that no one can disturb them or make them quiet.

Jihyo demanded Mina look at her and kissed her deeply when she did; moaning into her sweet mouth as she pumped her fingers into Mina's cunt.

"You're so beautiful," Jihyo cooed between heavy breaths and pressing her lips on Mina's mouth, "you like this Mina? Tell me you do~"

Mina nodded furiously as she felt a tingling sensation build in her belly, "yes, yes! Please, keep going Jihyo. Don't stop!"

Jihyo thrust faster and played with Mina's breasts as she felt the girl tighten around her fingers.

Mina couldn't take it anymore.

She felt the heat rush through her pussy and body, up to her tits, and wetness flow from her pussy.

A part of her aroused body didn't want it to end but Jihyo captured the younger member's gaze and lips again, licking for entrance as Mina was helpless and allowed Jihyo to insert her tongue inside Mina's mouth, ravaging and dominating her mouth as Jihyo pulled back.

"Hmm~ You taste so sweet Mina, but now," she smirked, "I want to suck on another pair of lips-" she whispered as Mina felt her pussy contract at the notion.

Jihyo stroked a finger on Mina's slit and Mina gulped as her legs felt weakened at the notion.

"Would you like that Mina? Do you want me to eat your pretty little pussy~"

"P-please..." She responded as Jihyo smirked and licked Mina's left earlobe as Mina closed her eyes.

"Please what~ As much as I want to stick my tongue in you, I want to hear you say it" Jihyo's hot breath invaded Mina's eardrum.

"Please Jihyo...1-I need you." Mina finished and groaned as Jihyo gently inserted a finger into

Mina's pussy as Mina gulped.

"I know you do~ but I want you to say what you want me to do~"

"J-Jihyo... please eat my pussy."

"Hmm~ Good girl-" Jihyo slipped off the bench and knelt between Mina's legs, her knees on the hard tile, but it didn't matter.

In one motion, Jihyo grabbed both sides of her tights and panties as she pulled down to reveal her desire.

Now her gaze was drawn into Mina's crotch, already gleaming with moisture. Above it, Jihyo could see that delicate patch of fine obsidian hair.

Jihyo let her hands move down to caress

Mina's thigh, then ran lightly over the bottom swells of her ass. Mina sighed again, which Jihyo took as her cue to move further still.

She licked ever so lightly at the skin of Mina's left thigh, just inches from her quivering quim.

The scent of her arousal filled her head as

Jihyo continued to tease her.

Mina was trembling now, clearly in need of some satisfaction, which Jihyo was not about to give, not yet anyway as Jihyo pulled away, just a bit, to assess the physical effects Jihyo was having on her.

Jihyo gazed at her cunt, so close now to her eyes and her lips.

It looked incredible, so good, and so ready for the attention that it was hard to ignore.

Mina was clearly aroused, and it showed in the overheated maw between her legs - beautiful, engorged petals of pink, meaty flesh, the inner lips protruding boldly and wetly through the over-challenged sheath of the outer ones.

Her cunt was a succulent, dew-covered delicacy, always the most scrumptious-looking tidbit of flesh Jihyo had seen.

Nonetheless, Jihyo did ignore it, continuing to focus her lips on her inner thighs, while her fingertips traced delicate circles over the flat expanse of her mid-drift, barely making contact with her skin, trying to drive her crazy.

Mina stood there and watched her leader go down on her, craving for Jihyo's tongue as it flicked out to taste Mina's flushed skin dangerously close to the left side of her vagina.

It seemed to be working, based on the delightful whimpering noises Mina was making and the tremors Jihyo could feel coursing through her body.

Jihyo had to smile to herself, she could tell Mina wanted it badly, needed it badly and Jihyo wanted it badly as well.

Wasting no more time, Jihyo started with a soft, delicate kiss right at the center of her open cleft, producing a wonderful little gasp from her. Jihyo pulled away slightly and licked all around the little crevice, teasing the surface of her lips, sometimes venturing inside a little to savor the warm nectar that was now flowing freely.

"Hmmm~" Mina closed her eyes and hummed softly as Jihyo worked her magic.

Then Jihyo settled into a long series of easy tongue-strokes, licking her there like a contented puppy, with the tip of her tongue just barely inside her.

Jihyo looked up from her place there, up over the flat expanse of her abdomen, past the perfect mounds of her breasts, to Mina's entranced expression by the touch of her leader slaving there between her sweet thighs, telling Mina with her moans how good she tasted, how wonderful her warm, sticky flesh felt as it grabbed at her invading tongue.

Mina's hips continued to move easily up and down in response to the wet little muscle exploring inside her.

"Mmmmmm," she murmured.

"Jihyo...nnnghh~" Mina whimpered as Jihyo kept her onslaught on Mina's pussy.

Mina's body was delicious, and being between her legs, Jihyo found it absolutely divine.

In her current state of arousal, Jihyo was even more determined to give her the best head she'd ever had each time.

Her licking became more intense now, stronger strokes all over her genital area.

Jihyo traveled up to the base of her clit, lapping firmly at the underside of her inflamed button, feeling Mina rise up and shimmy against her as Jihyo did it.

From the sounds and motions of her body, Jihyo knew Mina was enjoying her attention and as Mina's rear end pushed down on Jihyo, the leader of Twice reached under her to cup her creamy, soft buns in both hands, then closed her eyes and gobbled her up, concentrating totally on her own enjoyment of her body.

Jihyo thrust her tongue way up inside Mina, as deep as it would go, worming around, enjoying the delicious heat that surrounded it, then swirled around the edges of her hole and back up to her clit.

To Jihyo, Mina tasted sweet, probably to the juice dripping from her aroused cunt enhanced the taste.

Figuring it was enough torture, Jihyo's placed both hands on either side of Mina's pussy now, spreading it open but not touching her inner lips.

Jihyo ran her tongue around the V shape that Mina's lower pussy made and she spread her legs wider. The older member knew Mina's clit must have been aching; it was hard and even more swollen than it had before, but she tasted so good that Jihyo didn't want it to end.

Mina's right hand settled on Jihyo's head and she seemed to be trying vainly to gather enough strength to pull Jihyo inwards as her left went to the couch behind her, her head leaning back against nothing.

Mina shook her head as the sensation of having her pussy eaten by her leader threatened to overwhelm her.

"Uhhh... Oh, hmph...ahh~ J...Jihyo I...oh god.....ahh!"

The known so quiet Mina had turned into a scream of pleasure as Jihyo took one side of her outer lip in her mouth, and reveled in how slick she was with nearly tasteless yet delicious, sex juices.

Her tongue traced Mina's inner lip as she took her outer lip gently between her teeth. She ran her mouth up to her pussy this way, and when she approached Mina's clit she licked her way back down without touching it.

Jihyo moaned as she felt as though she was aching as much as her victim was.

She pressed her hand into Mina's pubic bone, and took the other outer lip in her mouth, and did the same thing; ran her tongue up the girl's soft inner lip as her mouth caressed the outer lip.

She blew a warm breath against the sensitive skin.

When she approached Mina's swollen clit she ran her tongue around just under it, without touching it, then back down to the sensitive V at the bottom of her pussy.

Jihyo ran her tongue around this spot until Mina was shaking and grinding against her. 

All the while, Jihyo was fucking herself with two fingers, careful not to touch her own pussy until she was finished feasting on Mina.

She was very wet and very horny and her fingers could only do so much, but she'll wait for Mina's tongue.

Jihyo looked up at the quivering girl and saw Mina's hand originally on the wall began to squeeze Jihyo's head, even as the other pressed Jihyo closer to her throbbing core.

She pressed her tongue just under her button and moved it in tiny circles.

Mina held her head limply as she tried to keep still, but her whole body was on fire under the cool rain of the shower, her toes arched inwards as her breathing heaved in and out like she was running a marathon.

Jihyo moved her tongue up next to the now extremely swollen nub, pressing it into the side of her clit.

Mina moaned and her head shook from side to side.

Jihyo groaned in Mina.

She tasted so fucking amazing each time.

As her tongue stroked the side of Mina's clit, she did the same thing to her own clit with one finger, moving her finger up and down her own swollen clit. 

She knew she was dripping onto the panties and tights she was kneeling on, she'd better put them in the wash quick.

At that point, Jihyo was very aroused and really went to work eating Mina out. Her tongue worked eagerly over the edges of her lips and then deep inside her, where her sweet cream flowed in abundance.

Jihyo pulled a little glob into her mouth and took it down, thinking to herself, how sweet Mina tasted.

Jihyo squeezed her thighs together, got a little jolt, and licked some more, swirling her tongue all around inside the delicious heat of Mina's cunt.

Mina's eyes were closed now and her legs spread wide, almost completely out, and she was in another world, moaning loudly, a deep, rhythmic growl that switched to a high-pitched shriek when Jihyo washed over her clit.

Her baby-fine pussy hair tickled Jihyo's nose as she took her open cunt in her mouth and sucked.

The warm, delicate flesh slid into her mouth, rushing against her tongue, bathing it with another thick coat of fluid.

Looking up, Jihyo could see Mina straining for her orgasm.

Her head tilted back, her mouth open and slack, her back arched up, and her firm tits pointed upward, as her arms reached out to feverishly grip whatever she could get her hands on and in this case, Jihyo's hair.

Sensing she was close, Jihyo shimmied her head back and forth and hummed a large growl over her clit, finally setting her off.

Guttural, animal sounds filled the room, punctuated with a series of "Yeahs" and rapid-fire "oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck

FUCKKKKKK!" Mina's whole body jerked hard several times, about two seconds apart, her hips jutting up at Jihyo as even more juice poured into Jihyo's mouth.

She licked it up and kept going, keeping Mina floating in that oblivion of passion as Jihyo licked softly at her folds until she felt her relaxation completely.

"Ohhhh ... god.." she moaned. "Hmm~..."

Jihyo...ohhh-"

RINGTONE

Both girls recoiled, thinking the sudden noise was the doorbell, but it was Jihyo's phone that rang.

"Jesus that scared me." Jihyo commented as Mina looked over to her left and noticed their manager's name on the phone.

"It's Unnie." Mina was calming from her orgasm still.

Jihyo got up on her feet and reached towards the cushion to get her phone and answered while being near Mina still who had her tights still around her ankles and her bare pussy on glistening pussy on show.

"Ah Unnie?" Jihyo used her hand to wipe Mina's juice off her lips, "yeah, we're at home, I thought I texted you, sorry...yeah, we just came a few seconds ago." Jihyo winked at Mina as she rolled her eyes, "yeah we already gave the footage to the staff, got home and we're gonna clean up, it was quite a workout." Jihyo looked at Mina and smirked, "an hour?" Mina smiled as well, "oh yeah, we'll be fine... okay bye." Jihyo hung up.

"Well guess we have an hour before the others come back," Mina nodded, "which means we have plenty of time-" Jihyo stepped closer to Mina and brought her hand down to rub Mina's slit as Mina's thighs closed just slight,

"now th-Hmm~"

Mina herself leaned forward as Jihyo's beautiful, luscious lips moved from her smile to a full-sized pucker and her eyes closed in lust.

Mina leaned against Jihyo's body, melting against the idol's gorgeous curves before finally closing her eyes and pressing her lips against her leader. She was so impossibly soft.

Mina didn't go farther than a small, cautious kiss at first, but the two of them stayed there for an eternity.

Mina had no desire to end this kiss for the rest of her life, and given that Jihyo had not pulled back, she began to feel the feelings be reciprocated.

When they finally parted their lips, it was slowly. Hesitantly. Both of them opened their eyes, still lost in the moment but looking for any sort of reaction from the other.

They both grinned toothy smiles simultaneously before crashing back together quickly. 

They released each other's hands in order to use them in more adventurous ways.

Jihyo moved one hand up into Mina's hair and rested on the back of her head while the other went down to the small of her back, pulling her in close.

Mina let her take the lead and raised both arms to lightly hold each side of Jihyo's face, raising just slightly onto her tiptoes to stay on even level with her. 

As Jihyo gripped her tightly and pulled her closer, Mina felt a rush of heat splash between her legs.

She let out a small moan into Jihyo's mouth and felt her chest grow more sensitive.

She became very conscious of Jihyo's breasts pressing against her through the incredibly low-cut top and raised her arms to wrap them around Jihyo's neck in order to press her own modest chest against her new partner.

Jihyo continued to move her lips against Mina while her arm on Mina's back began to move up and down.

It was incredibly soothing and made Mina feel totally safe. 

With that safety came a hunger is driven by the passion emanating from her lower core.

She felt herself getting wet and pressed harder against Jihyo, driving her backward, almost falling onto the couch.

Jihyo released an intoxicating moan that drove Mina mad, causing her to run both of her hands up through the shining flowing hair.

Mina's lust brewed into an assault on Jihyo's lips, even slipping her tongue past them.

Jihyo seemed to be spurred on as well, her dominant hand on Mina's back sliding down to her ass, grabbing a greedy handful.

Mina's breath finally gave out in absolute ecstasy as she pulled away from Jihyo's lips and breathed out a long moan. 

She opened her eyes to see Jihyo staring intently at her, her pupils dilated and her mouth slightly agape.

Once she knew Mina could see it, Jihyo bared her teeth at her in a snarl of hunger. She embodied the very essence of a tiger about to pounce, and Mina could feel herself shrink into timid prey.

Mina closed her mouth and just gave Jihyo a short nod of consent.

In a flash, Jihyo pressed her lips against Mina's with unbridled passion and let out a long exhale through her nose. 

Mina let out a noise that was half-moan, half-whimper as she bared herself to Jihyo, allowing the idol to have her way with her.

Jihyo did not stay at her lips long, soon breaking off to kiss Mina's cheek, then her jaw, then trailing down to her neck.

Mina began to moan louder, her chest growing warmer, her pussy getting wetter.

"Ohhh god Jihyo~" she whispered as Jihyo alternated between kissing and lightly gnawing on her collar. Jihyo moaned against her and reciprocated between the kisses and nibbles.

"You're gonna be saying that much more-"

She moaned, not letting up. Mina let out a low, sultry whine as she placed both of her hands on Jihyo's temples.

Eventually, she lifted Jihyo's head up until they were once again staring each other in the eye, both out of breath.

"Bedroom?" Mina asked.

Jihyo nodded and Mina leaned down to put her sweats and panties to her thighs, holding them with one hand only as Jihyo quickly snatched Mina's arm as they both giggled and turned up the stairs, finally turning into their room and both of them fall onto Jihyo's bed with Mina falling on her back due to Jihyo shoving her as Jihyo hovered over her.

"God I want to fuck you so bad~" Jihyo groaned as she shifted to a bent-over position with her feet still on the floor with Mina wrapping her legs upward around Jihyo's waist and began to slowly grind against her, desperate to satiate her needs.

Jihyo matched her movements and in the midst of moving her lips back against Mina's, quickly slipping her own tongue into the mix with Mina flinging her arms around Jihyo's head once again, not breaking the kiss and lashing back at her tongue-work with some of her own.

Mina moaned into Jihyo's mouth, drowning in pleasure until she felt Jihyo's hand slide underneath the hem of her top and up along the side of her torso. Mina responded by sliding her arm down Jihyo's back to her ass and gripping it firmly, egging her on.

The hand continued to slide up Mina's body, dragging the top along with it until it caught on Mina's chest.

Impatiently, Mina sat herself up, moving Jihyo back into a kneeling position in front of her as Jihyo removed Mina's tights that were still around her ankles quickly, but she didn't look down as she watched Mina greedily as her lover grabbed the hem of her top and slowly raised it above her chest and over her head, not breaking eye contact with Jihyo as she tossed it aside.

She sat on the edge of the bed in a black and white dotted lace bra and took Jihyo's hand, leading her forward.

Jihyo climbed up to straddle Mina's lap, once again diving into a deep, passionate kiss.

Mina brought Jihyo's hand to her breast before returning her own hand to Jihyo's head.

Jihyo palmed Mina's bra cup, gently kneading her as Mina moved her hands to Jihyo's shoulders and grabbed the base of the two white tops and lifting it up Jihyo's naval.

Jihyo broke the kiss and lifted her two tops off over her head, and as she did her hot pink lace bra was quickly dispatched as well as Mina got an eyeful of Jihyo's large, succulent, imposing breasts falling from their loose confinement.

Feeling loose now made Jihyo smile devilishly and place a hand on the back of Mina's head, pulling her forward into the cleavage.

Mina drank in Jihyo's scent, her rapid breathing, her ecstatic heartbeat before bringing her hands up to grope both mounds.

Mina began to pepper the tops of them with kisses as Jihyo ran her other hand through her hair and let out a loud moan of pleasure.

She ground her hips against Mina's as the slightly taller Twice member continued to give loving squeezes to her magnificent boobs.

Mina gave up on the pecks along Jihyo's chest and rested her face against her cleavage, letting out a deep sigh.

"Jihyo...please...I need you so badly." Mina panted.

Almost as if that was a trigger phrase, Jihyo pushed Mina backward onto the bed and stepped back onto the ground.

Mina lay there with her arms sprawled above her head, still in her black and white dotted bra only as Jihyo towered over her with a wild look in her eves.

She crossed her arms above her head and lightly bit her bottom lip, trying anything she could to fuel Jihyo's pleasure and sense of dominance. Jihyo's lips parted with a hungry gasp and slowly, her arms reached down to her own tights.

She undid them and slowly worked them down her hips, swaying her frame back and forth as she did.

Her marvelous tits jiggled with each movement until eventually she was fully bent forward, the tights around her ankles.

She stood back up and put her hands on her hips imposingly, letting Mina take the view in.

Jihyo now stood in only a hot pink thong that had barely enough fabric to cover up her slit.

Mina could see it was moist as well, driving her to soak her own pussy in more arousal.

Mina took her time drinking in the stunning beauty of a girlfriend before meeting her eyes once again. As she stared Jihyo down with her best needy look, she slowly brought one hand down over her own crotch and began to rub herself.

Jihyo stepped out of her garments and bent over Mina, her hands landing on either side of Mina's head and her breasts heaving. Her face was inches from Mina as she looked deep into her eyes.

She placed one firm kiss on Mina's lips and asked.

"Does my Minari want me to please her again~" Mina could barely put a cognisant thought together and nodded vehemently as she continued to pleasure herself.

"Mmhmm~" Mina squeaked, not daring to look away from Jihyo's eyes when suddenly Jihyo gripped the arm that was driving Mina's pleasure and held it still.

"Say it~"

"Please Jihyo, pleasure me."

"Good girl~ Let mama Jihyo take of you~"

Jihyo whispered as she brought Mina's arm back up above her head. She slid her arms under Mina's back and swiftly unhooked her bra.

Pulling back up, Jihyo grabbed the bra and moved it up over Mina's head, off her arms, and let it fall off the opposite end of the bed.

Mina's breasts jiggled at the movement, but it excited her a bit. Her breasts were average-sized but very perky.

Even laying on her back, there was some nice curvature to them, culminating in her aroused nipples.

Mina scooted backward so that they could both properly lay on the bed fully, leaving Jihyo room to crawl onto the bed on all fours towards Mina. 

Jihyo came and laid beside her, both women with barely a cloth between them, and began to kiss her again.

Mina returned the kiss eagerly, pressing her breasts against Jihyo's and throwing her arm around her shoulder. 

Jihyo moved her hand over Mina's breast and cupped it, softly applying some pressure as Mina moaned into her mouth.

Mina was discovering she was much more of a moaner during sex than she thought she was, but something about Jihyo kept drawing them out of her.

Jihyo's touch was magical, and her physicality just made Mina feel so safe.

She was wholeheartedly ready to surrender total control to this goddess of a woman and just be hers forever.

Jihyo's hand focused on the peak of Mina's breast and lightly rolled her stiff nipple between two fingers. At this, Mina broke the kiss to throw her head back and audibly moan.

"Hmm Jihyo~" She cried. "That feels so incredible~"

"I'm glad," Jihyo whispered in her ear, "you're so fucking beautiful Mina, it turns me on so much to bring you to this point of pleasure." Mina was so deep into the chasm of lust but the kind words were not lost on her.

She returned her gaze to Jihyo's loving eyes, brought her hand up to underneath the golden mane, and pulled her in for a deep kiss on the mouth. After having her fill with Jihyo's lips, Mina pulled back with a request.

"Will you... touch me more?" She asked, her eyes trailing down her own body slightly on the last word.

"Oh~ Do you want me to take care of your little pussy again~"

Jihyo smirked and slowly moved her hand down as she restarted the kiss. Her hand made its way onto Mina's stomach, down over her hip, and finally between her legs.

As Jihyo pressed into her, Mina became very aware of how soaked she was. Too busy to care, Mina closed her eyes as Jihyo slid her fingers along Mina's crotch, eventually using two fingers to apply pressure to the wet panties and leaving the butt of her palm resting where Mina could grind her clit against it, which she happily began to do.

"Please..." she begged. "Please, Jihyo, take me." Jihyo gave a confident smirk at the somewhat cheesy line, but to Mina's delight, she leaned into it.

"I plan to." Jihyo responded, locking her lips against Mina's, shoving her tongue into her mouth, and dragging her fingers along Mina's wet slit.

Mina let out a sound that was closer to a scream than a moan as she instinctively tried to grind on Jihyo's hand again, but Jihyo pulled away.

"Ah ah ah." Jihyo scolded "Let me treat you, savor it." she cooed.

Mina wasn't sure she had the willpower, but she stopped her grinding, laid flat on her back, and let Jihyo continue.

Her fingers danced along Mina's outer folds, stroking areas Mina didn't even know she was sensitive in. Mina continued to labor through heavy breathing, occasionally letting out a timid moan until Jihyo made her move.

Almost simultaneously, Jihyo slipped two fingers into Mina's wet interior and planted her open lips on Mina's breast, suckling her nipple.

Mina let out a shriek that she had never heard herself make before and lost the will to control herself.

She bucked her hips in rhythm with Jihyo's thrusts into her and placed one hand on Jihyo's head, holding her against her breast.

She brought her other hand up to her free breast and began to fondle herself to add to the pleasure.

"Jihyo! Jihyo...Jihyo! Jihyo!" Mina screamed, feeling her end approaching.

"Mmhmm." Jihyo grunted, not removing herself from Mina's boob but encouraging her on. With the nipple still suctioned in her mouth, she began to flick it with her tongue, leading Mina to let out an exasperated growl of pleasure.

Jihyo's fingers increased their pace, now staying fully inside Mina's pussy, but curling and rubbing rapidly against her g-spot. Mina felt like her spirit was about to leave her body from all the pleasure bursting at her seams when Jihyo finally detached from her tit.

"Oh no, not like this. I got a better idea~" Jihyo hopped off and quickly disposed of her hot pink thong, now revealing her nude body to Mina, but Mina didn't sightsee as much as Jihyo shifted forward, pushed Mina's right leg to the right and Mina's left leg upward and parted slightly to have Mina's pussy open.

Mina knew what she had planned.

Jihyo hovered her left leg over Mina's right leg and angled herself nice and wide to have them both in a scissor position.

Jihyo then started grinding their steamy little cunts together.

They both let out long, interrupted moans as both girls' clits were so stiff and swollen that they were flicking against one another, sending shivers throughout each other's bodies and sending them into a haze of indulgence.

"Oh fuck.." Jihyo cursed.

"Hmph~ Hmph!" Mina groaned.

SQUISH

SOUISH

SQUISH

Their sticky juices mixed together, and both of their pussies were so unbelievably wet and slippery that their fucking made audible squishing sounds as they slammed their dripping little mounds together as Jihyo held Mina's left leg up by her thighs and started to grind in random spurts.

"Oh god, yesyesyesyes!" Jihyo panted.

"Ohhh~ ohhh~...oh you're gonna make me cum Jihyo!" Mina rose her voice more.

The girls rubbed their cunts against one another in long, sliding motions, as well as little bursts of bashing clit against clit and Jihyo grinned at Mina's tits bouncing up and down, her nipples hypnotizing her she followed their cute little movements.

"That's it sweetie," Jihyo huskily moaned, one hand curling around Mina's thigh as her other moved up to her breast.

Pulling on the pebbled nipple, Mina gasped at the glazed expression on Jihyo's face, "how good is my pussy on yours huh~ God we're so wet for each other~" Jihyo chanted, her fingers digging into Mina's back.

Mina knew she was close to another mind-blowing orgasm, all she needed was Jihyo to push harder into her pussy, "So close Jihyo.....make me cum Jihyo...I need it...I need to cum, make me cum!"

SQUISH

SQUISH

SQUISH

Jihyo growled, "Cum on me Mina, cream your hot little snatch all over my pussy. Let go, show me how fucking hard you cum for me!" Jihyo hissed, her face turning red as she felt her release screaming towards her, "God your pussy is so good~...oh shit, oh fuck!"

Slamming her hips against Mina's, Jihyo gripped the other woman's breast hard as her body erupted. 

Her building cries filled the loft, Mina's own orgasmic groans nearly smothered by the older woman.

"Cum Mina...cum baby," Jihyo whimpered, the bed rocking sharply with the two women's movements.

SQUISH

SQUISH

SOUISH

The sex in the air was palpable - both girls were moaning and sobbing in pleasure and frustration, and soon enough, Mina began tightening all of her muscles. Her eyes clamped shut and her mouth formed an 'O' shape.

"AH! Ahh Jihyo! I-I'm-Ahh~"

"M-me too...oh fuck...oh~ ahahahah~

Feeling Jihyo's lava hot core against her own, her dark eyes glazed in complete orgasmic bliss tipped Mina over her own summit.

Neither woman knew how long they humped into the other, each riding the waves of their orgasms, before Jihyo's scream cracked off into a heavy sigh.

Feeling her leader grow limp, Mina pulled

Jihyo against her as she lay back.

"Fuck," Jihyo gasped, her breaths leaving goosebumps across Mina's skin, "That was sooo good..." Jihyo managed to look at Mina as she was staring at the roof, "You're so cute with your orgasm face." She teased.

Mina was still seeing stars but was cognizant enough to lightly pat Jihyo in the arm.

"So...I'm not cute otherwise then?" She joked, not able to keep a small giggle from coming out.

Even though she was past her climax, she still felt as if she was drifting along on a cloud. Her bedsheets felt unusually soft and comforting as she turned to face Jihyo, who still had a grin on her face.

"Hehe, you know you're always cute Mina." Jihyo answered incredulously, leaning in for another kiss.

The two ladies enjoyed each other's lips in this brief minute respite before Mina broke it off.

She slid herself on top of Jihyo and slipped her head to the side of Jihyo's face, leaving her mouth right by her ear, nearly buried in the wave of hair.

"Now then~ I think it's my turn to take care of you Jihyo-" Mina whispered, before giving a small bite to Jihyo's earlobe. Jihyo let out a long exhale of relief, settling in to enjoy herself.

"And you better make it good-"

Mina released Jihyo's earlobe and continued in a low, sultry voice. "Oh don't worry, I'll make it just as great as mine~" Mina delighted in feeling a small shiver go down Jihyo's body before kissing her on the spot where she bit her, then to her cheek, down over her jaw, and to her neck.

And with that, Mina latched herself onto Jihyo's collarbone and seized one of Jihyo's voluptuous breasts as she began to suck.

Jihyo let out an exhale that ended in a moan as she bucked her hips once at the sudden sensation.

Mina focused on kneading Jihyo's breast in pleasurable ways, as her mouth did not need much direction to just keep its latch.

Mina worked over the pillowy mound, gradually moving closer and closer to the peak. As her fingers came together around the tip, Mina released her suction and began to flick the bruised area with her tongue, simultaneously rolling Jihyo's nipple between her fingers.

Jihyo let out a small yelp of pleasure as she placed a hand on the back of Mina's head, keeping her from withdrawing from her task.

Mina allowed Jihyo to keep her there for a few more moments before sliding out under the arm and working her way to the chest.

Still woman handling one of Jihyo's boobs, she brought her other arm up to grope its twin and resumed her kissing from earlier in the passionate make out session. She began to massage the breasts in tandem, moving them up and down like the flow of the ocean.

*Hmm~ you are so sexy, Jihyo." Mina cooed. "I have no doubt you could get up, pin me down, and do with me as you please, so l'm just grateful that you let me pleasure you like this."

She was definitely still playing into the submissive role a little, but she grinned internally as she continued to lay the bait for her trap

"And yet, with all of these toned muscles, your body has all these stunning curves for me to play with." Mina lay a gentle kiss on one of Jihyo's nipples, eliciting a stiff groan of pleasure and pent-up frustration

'Good, 'Mina thought to herself, 'the more worked up she is, the better the payoff will be. 'Mina continued to lightly kiss Jihyo's stiff crests, alternating between the two and occasionally dragging the tip of her tongue slowly around the areola.

Jihyo's groans turned into grunts as her hips continued to grind against Mina's slender form.

Jihyo brought her arms around Mina's body for better leverage and control, which Mina allowed her to think she had.

She continued her teasing of Jihyo's incredible tits, feeling herself getting hot once again, eventually taking one of the nipples into her mouth and sucking on it.

Jihyo had a very strong reaction to this, her mouth gaping open in a pleasure that was very strong but also very calm.

She gently placed a hand on the back of Mina's head as if she was nursing her and whimpered as Mina continued to take long drawn-out suckles.

Once Mina was certain she had Jihyo in a stupor strong enough that she wouldn't be as attentive, she set her plan in motion.

She released Jihyo's tit from her mouth with one last long suck and crawled downward and before she positioned herself between her legs, this gave Mina a real chance to admire Jihyo's body.

Her hair cascaded in every direction while she laid on the bed.

Her big, bright eyes and thick lips were comparable to those of airbrushed models in fashion magazines, despite being completely natural.

The raw power displayed by her toned, muscular arms was only matched by the pure sexiness of her soft, bouncing natural breasts.

Her tight stomach trailed down her navel, drawing down to the tight "V' the muscles formed, ending in her cute patch of dark hair crowning her tight, beautiful pussy.

Finally, her legs, one pointed up in the air mid-stretch, quite literally made Mina drool with their perfect blend of length, muscle, and sex appeal. 

Jihyo turned her head and caught Mina appraising her, shooting her a smile in response.

"Go ahead...feast on me Mina~"

Mina had a hand on the inner side of both of Jihyo's thighs and was gazing down at her said feast; Jihyo's pussy looked so tantalizing, her wet folds spread open with a small patch of trimmed dark hair atop them.

A tiny drip of arousal was actually seeping out near the bottom, and Mina didn't intend to waste any of it.

She dove her face in between her leader's legs without a second thought and took a long lick from base to clit, savoring Jihyo's tangy taste.

Jihyo, still coming out of the haze Mina had sent her through with the tit-sucking, let out a primal howl as her entire slit was lavished by Mina's nimble tongue.

"OHHHH FUCK, MinaAAAA!!!" Jihyo shrieked, instinctively placing both of her hands deep into Mina's sleek raven hair and thrusting her hips upward.

Mina did not let up, bringing her tongue once around Jihyo's outer lips, then around her inner folds, then back out again. Jihyo continued her rapid breathing, a soft moan escaping her lips now and then, but she had finally frozen and surrendered total control to Mina.

After a few laps with her tongue, Mina shifted to firm kisses up Jihyo's inner thighs, occasionally leaving a faint bite mark in her path.

While she did that, she brought two fingers up to Jihyo's clit and slowly rubbed in a circular motion, just enough to not let Jihyo's arousal drop but also not enough to send her further down the path.

Mina was giving her a breather, but she was far from done with the muscular beauty. Jihyo, meanwhile, had let go of Mina's head and was gently caressing her breasts with both arms.

"Mmmmm Jihyo, you taste so delicious, I think I want more." Mina faux-whined as she brought herself back down to Jihyo's center and took one labia in her mouth.

She gave it a couple of light sucks and a lick before centering herself with the drenched pussy in front of her.

She pressed her mouth against it in a deep kiss and moaned, the light vibration from her voice sending a tingle through Jihyo's core.

Then, same as she had done several times already with Jihyo's upper lips, she slid her tongue deep inside the hole behind them.

Jihyo let out a sound reminiscent of a ghost leaving a possessed soul as she gripped her own chest tighter and clenched her pelvic muscles.

Mina began to move her tongue deep within Jihyo, a talent she had discovered she possessed in the early years of their relationship.

Jihyo had no such distaste and audibly made that crystal clear to Mina as the latter continued to worship the former with her tongue. 

As she ramped her performance up, Mina slid her arms under Jihyo's legs and wrapped her arms around Jihyo's thick, muscled thighs. She used the leverage to push herself even further, if only slightly, inside Jihyo.

"Ohhh Mina, fuck me with that tongue of yours." Jihyo pleaded. "Your tongue is so fucking good and I want you to own my pussy with it!" Mina was spurred on by Jihyo's words, actually starting to hump the bed while servicing her partner.

She began to bob her head in small motions, literally fucking Jihyo's pussy as if her tongue were a dildo

She also reached across the toned torso with one of her hands, arm still wrapped around the mammoth thigh, and managed to just barely reach Jihyo's clit to start rubbing, more intensely this time. Mina took a brief stop from her oral assault as she spoke.

"Are you going to cum for me, Jihyo? Do you want to cum right on my face and douse me in your juices?" She purred, not letting up with her fingers.

"Yes..." Jihyo nodded. "But I need you to sit on my face!" Mina blinked, surprised by Jihyo's generosity. "I can tell you are getting there again, and I wanna taste you so badly." Jihyo exhaled hard on those last two words to emphasize her pleading.

'I want us to coat each other's faces as we climax together." Mina actually began to blush, both out of embarrassment that Jihyo cared so much about getting her off and out of arousal for how hot that sounded.

She bit her bottom lip again and crawled up to Jihyo, planting a long kiss on her lips. 

"You're so horny-" She crooned. "But that sounds absolutely wonderful." Jihyo nodded and Mina gave her one more long kiss before crawling in a circle until she had done a 180, positioning her legs so that they were on either side of Jihyo's head.

She looked down and gave a wink before laying forward to Jihyo's crotch. As she extended her tongue forward along Jihyo's slit once more, she felt a rough, muscled tongue press against her own clit, completing the 69.

Mina grunted loudly out of pleasure and went back to work lavishing Jihyo's now-quivering labia.

Both women began to moan loudly as they serviced each other with their mouths, melting into each other and becoming one being of pure lust.

Mina continued to dip her tongue as deep as she could into Jihyo's warm core, occasionally flicking the clit with light licks as well.

Jihyo was hungrily devouring Mina's outer folds, using her voluptuous lips more than her tongue. 

Feeling herself growing closer to another orgasm, Mina increased her assault in an attempt to give Jihyo a simultaneous climax.

She brought her hand forward, extending two fingers into Jihyo's pussy as she began to suck on the swollen clit. 

She heard Jihyo grunt emphatically in reaction and double her enthusiasm.

"Two can play at that game, Mina." 

Mina heard her growl and in turn, released a howl of pleasure as Jihyo inserted two fingers of her into Mina's pussy, sending shocks of pleasure throughout her core while simultaneously massaging her clit. 

Mina had enough cognitive ability to direct her pleasure-fueled energy into returning her face between Jihyo's legs.

Within just a few moments Jihyo could feel rivers of cum flowing out of her pussy and over her face.

Each time Mina's tongue touch Jihyo's clit she shuddered and more of her love juices flowed.

Even her nose touching her engorged folds caused her to shiver.

When she slid her tongue into Mina's pussy Jihyo knew the younger woman was ready to cum for her again.

The moisture was sweet and musty, and Jihyo drove her tongue as far inside Mina's womanhood as she could.

She began to squirm almost immediately and within seconds Mina was bucking her hips against Jihyo's face as the woman's tongue plunged deeper and deeper into the warm tightness of Mina's love.

"Ahhh! A...Jihyo...You...you're making me...Ohhh! ohhh! Ohhh!"

She moaned with pleasure she felt the tip of her nail rasp against the walls of Mina's tight sheath.

Mina gasped at the feel of her lover testing her body's limits. She squirmed above her as she approached her next climax.

She resumed sucking on Jihyo's clit and fingering her as rapidly as she could.

Jihyo kept her vibrating fingers around the upper parts of Mina's folds and her clit while she resumed making out with the lower parts.

Both women began to let out moans, ruthlessly pushing each other towards the climax. Mina could taste more and more of Jihyo's cum as it soaked out onto her lips and fingers.

Savoring the sweet taste, Mina released Jihyo's clit from her suction and immediately began flicking it relentlessly with her tongue.

She was already falling into the delirium of another impending orgasm and tried her best to let Jihyo know by moaning louder in between deep, severe breaths.

"Mmmm..... Mmmmmmmm... Mmmmmmmm m..... MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!" Mina practically shouted into the mound above Jihyo's pussy as she clenched the head between her thighs tightly. 

The only part of her body still working properly was her tongue, determined to drag Jihyo to her own peak.

Jihyo did not have increasingly loud moans as Mina did, but after a few seconds of Mina's cum-induced tongue lashing on her clit, Jihyo's entire body went stiff as a board as she gripped both of Mina's ass cheeks and rode her own orgasm to fruition.

Both of the beautiful women bathed in the ecstasy of their own highs before slowly floating back down to earth.

Once their moans had fully been replaced by heavy breathing, Mina dragged her body around to lay next to Jihyo properly, resting her head in some of the dark mane splayed all over the bed.

She reached one of her arms over the washboard abs, nestled right under her glorious mounds, and pulled her in for a hug before giving her a kiss on the cheek.

Jihyo rested her hand on Mina's arm and turned to return the kiss, planting it on Mina's lips.

"That was...incredible," Mina said, snuggling up to her lover. Jihyo smiled.

"It sure was," Jihyo responded. "But we're farfrom done." She said, shaking her finger straight up in the air, grinning sheepishly, Mina already came four times, but she was pent up for this goddess of a woman.

Mina laughed, the joy coming deep from her belly, washing her in utter contentment.

She gives Jihyo's soft right boob a sweet kiss on the nipple.

"Well, what are we waiting for~" Mina smirked as Jihyo grinned.

"You know, it's been a while since we did it in the shower~ Plus we do need to wash up. You in?"

"Let's do it~"

Jihyo and Mina, like downstairs, giggled as they slowly made their way standing with Jihyo pulling Mina by hand towards the door, both nude as they walked out to the hall and quickly into the bathroom as Mina closed the door behind.

The shower itself was a two sliding door and more than enough room for three girls to fit there so having both wasn't a problem, plus they have done this before too.

Jihyo asserted the temperature of the water as it rained down onto the tiles and after ten seconds, found it to be the perfect temperature to share with her love.

"Alright." Jihyo walked in and her shoulders hunched a bit as the water cascaded down her body with Mina following inside, but not under the water yet as she stared at Jihyo getting wet, this time not of her fault.

The sight in front of her had to was out of a wet dream of some kind; Jihyo's voluptuous body, water rushing over it and dripping off and flowing into her great breasts and down her tight stomach.

Jihyo's arms reaching up to throw her hair back, showing off her flexed biceps and powerful frame. 

Mina half considered if Jihyo was intentionally posing for her at times, which was certainly possible.

She reached her hands up to Jihyo's powerful shoulders and began to give her a tender backrub. 

Jihyo moaned appreciatively and tilted her head forward, letting the water jets join Mina's hands in soothing her sore muscles.

Mina began to move her hands slowly, giving thorough rubs, gropes, and kneads as she went down and back up Jihyo's back.

When Mina reached the base of her spine after a few laps, her hands spread outward around Jihyo's hips and pulled her in close for a warm embrace.

Jihyo's hands folded over Mina's in front of her and the younger idol laid her head on her leader's back, letting the water cascade onto her hair.

Jihyo began to slowly sway back and forth as if dancing with the partner behind her, and Mina let her body move with Jihyo's. Even though Mina was doing the embracing, the grasp of her hands and the gentle rocking made her feel so comforted.

There was a tenderness and even love to the motion if only a love between longtime friends instead of true romantic love.

Eventually, Jihyo turned around and enveloped Mina in an embrace of her own.

Mina appreciated the gesture of caring but also couldn't help but get turned on by Jihyo's dripping breasts being pressed against hers.

Jihyo gave Mina a firm hug before pulling back and as the water cascaded over both of them, Jihyo pulled Mina in for another kiss.

The kiss started slow and sensual, but gradually turned more passionate.

Mina slid her thigh between Jihyo's legs as they kissed and felt her start to grind on her and Mina could feel her boiling pussy sliding up and down on her wet thigh. 

Both girls continued to grind for a few minutes, but Jihyo didn't want her to cum like this so she withdrew her leg and Mina whimpered.

"Last one, the old-fashioned way."

Mina felt her pussy being groped as Jihyo's hand went to stroke it and Mina understood what Jihyo wanted.

Reaching with her hand, Mina went to grope Jihyo's pussy as well and with the lubricant of the water, both girls had two fingers into each other's partner's snatches.

"Hmph~"

"Uhh~" both moaned, not caring to keep her voice down.

Jihyo and Mina continued to finger each of their partner's wet slits; pumping in and out rhythmically, at just the right tempo.

Their fingers felt so perfectly hugged by their girlfriend's pussy, helped along by the generous amount of nectar and the water flowing within.

As soon as they began to feel the silken inner muscles begin to contract around their working digits, Jihyo extended her forefinger, beginning to rub Mina's sensitive clit in time with her pumping.

"Oh yes, mmmm, ah Jihyo-"

Both faces were about an inch apart from each other, heaving their hot breaths, their lust-filled eyes clenching, and their love for one other pouring through their fingers.

Jihyo took the charge and pushed Mina forward, causing her to hit the shower wall with her back as Jihyo lunged her lips at Mina, both still fingering one another as Mina returned the sloppy kiss back.

Jihyo brought her other hand up to Mina's right side of her neck and tugged her towards her as Mina took her hand and squeezed Jihyo's ass cheek.

Legs, hands, breasts, and lips were pressed onto each other as both squished themselves more onto one another, the water not even hitting Mina and just grazing Jihyo's back dropping onto the tiled floor as the two's love intensified.

However, their inner walls clenched around their exploring fingers as an orgasm was ready to erupt to their very core.

Jihyo let the kiss drop, but she pressed her forehead against Mina's, the only thing she saw was Jihyo's alluring eyes.

"I'm going to cum Mina," Jihyo muttered, clearly out of breath

Mina saw Jihyo watching her avidly and Mina nodded quickly.

"I'm going to cum too Jihyo..." Mina breathed out.

They stared into each other's eyes as the moment washed over each of them. Both Mina and Jihyo felt their pussy clench and suck greedily at their fingers, and pushed deep to send them over the edge.

"M-Mina...

"J-J-Jihyo..."

They maintained eye contact as each shuddered with the incredible moment at their orgasms released onto their fingers; knowing it was their partner's cum and not the shower as they were away from the showerhead.

The two idols held each other close as they slowly came down from their orgasms; each of them giving into the overwhelming sensations their lovemaking had awakened in their throbbing pussies.

Jihyo was still thrusting a bit, keeping up the pace until the cries of passion subsided and she pushed off of Mina, completely out of breath.

The fingers she had been fucking Mina with slipped out of her pussy, but they were concentrating solely on each other now.

Their pussy juices trickled out of well-fucked cunts and washed down the drain, yet they made no effort move.

For several minutes, they stood panting in each other's arms, basking together, recovering from their intense orgasms.

================SMUT END================

"Well...now that was quite the workout..."

Jihyo muttered as Mina chuckled.

"Hehe~ yes it was..."

Jihyo brought her hand up to Mina's hair and combed it to the side as she smiled at her.

"You're so beautiful Mina...everything about is beautiful."

Mina smiled back, knowing that the horny Jihyo was gone and the compassionate one came back.

"You as well Jihyo...you don't realize how happy I am being with you," Mina muttered as

Jihyo nodded.

"And me with you Mina...I hope this, us goes on forever."

"You mean that?" Jihyo nodded as Mina's eyes lightened, "so do I Jihyo, so do I. I love you Jihyo. I really do."

Jihyo gingerly smiled.

"And I love you, Mina."

Jihyo pressed forward and this was a loving kiss for both as no lust was involved, just their pure affections for one another.

When it was over, they took turns bathing each other, slowly washing away the evidence of their lovemaking and actually showering this time.

About four minutes passed and the two girls finished with Jihyo having towels wrapped around her body and hair as she waited for Mina to tie hers up.

"Okay, I'm good," Mina said as she turned to Jihyo, but she saw her leader approaching her and leaning into her lips as she gave Mina a peck on the lips. "Today was wonderful, a much-needed one as well."

Mina smiled and nodded back.

"Yeah, it really was...a shiteru yo Jihyo."

Jihyo smiled.

"I love you too Mina." Jihyo grabbed Mina's hand, opened the bathroom door and lead-

"Oh ohiyo Jihyo!" "Wow~ you did it in there?" "Better than our room," 

Both girls widened their eyes and Mina stepped back into the bathroom as Jihyo turned to spot Sana, Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Momo standing there. 

Grins and smiles on their faces as Jihyo's heart dropped.

"It's okay, unnie isn't here." Jeongyeon quickly spoke up as Mina's face inched to the doorway, her eyes the only thing visible, hiding her embarrassment from the girls.

"Hi Mina~" Nayeon waved as Mina didn't respond.

"Shower huh? Very hot~" Sana smirked as Mina retreated into the bathroom.

Jihyo's eyes almost tore out of her socket as she stood frozen.

"Oh and you might want to shut your door or pick up your panties next time. Looks like a porno was filmed~" Nayeon grinned as Jihyo gulped.

"W-what are you doing here?!" Jihyo asked.

"Well we do live here so..." Momo pointed at their bedroom.

"No! I-I meant you were supposed to come an hour later."

"Uh, that was for the maknae line, we got out early. Unnie is with them." Jeongyeon explained as Jihyo sighed.

"Great.. and you all just happen to be standing there!" Jihyo pointed at them with the other hand holding her towel up.

"Well, I was heading to our room," Nayeon pointed at her room.

"I was getting a snack," Momo pointed downstairs.

"I was going to watch TV with her," Jeongyeon pointed at Momo.

"I was gonna sneak a peek~" Sana grinned.

Jihyo glared at her.

"Just kidding Jihyo, you need to relax, but I guess Mina has that covered-" Sana smirked as the other three stifled their laughs as Jihyo rolled her eyes.

"Aish...can you four please just give us some minutes..."

She pointed at their room as the four smiled at her.

"Hehe~ okay Jihyo, and just to let you know, we all have our headphones so feel to continue if you want~" Nayeon winked as Jihyo stepped forward and the four laughed and ran into JeongMo's room, shutting it as Jihyo shook her head.

SQUEAK

"Wait, did you do it in our-"

"NAYEON!" Jihyo growled as...

THUMP

Nayeon's laughter was the last thing Jihyo heard as she huffed.

"Kids, they're all kids." She turned around to see Mina staring at her, embarrassment evident on her face as Jihyo smiled at her.

"Hey it's okay, they're just jealous of us."

Mina nodded slowly as she stepped forward and held Jihyo's hand again.

"I know..." Mina muttered as Jihyo smiled at her girlfriend.

Seeing that made Mina calm instantly as Jihyo's smile seemed to cure anything and everything.

"Well, I'd say once we get dry, let's cuddle up and watch a movie huh?" Jihyo requested as Mina nodded.

"I'd like that."

And with that, Jihyo pulled Mina towards their room, ready to enjoy a warm and resting afternoon together.

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AND THAT'S THAT!

A deleted F x F smut I had and brought back.

I should/need to write more f/f fics.

ALSO how was the coming out portion of the story? 

I'm not very good with confessions or anything of the sort so I hope I did okay during that. If you thought I could do better, please tell me so that I can fix it.

Thanks for taking a pause in your life to reading this and hope you have a nice day/ night!

Love you guys!

[kweenhera]

Bix raising her son on Mina-Rau, New Republic era

[Excerpt from fanfic Rebellions Eat Their Own]

CW: Minor (non-humanoid) character death

Everything burned.

The fields, the workshops, the makeshift homes—all swallowed by the flames. Their entire livelihood, reduced to ash. And for what? Just to send a message.

Smoke choked the night air, thick and foul. Through the haze, a figure stood motionless amid the inferno. His jacket, once dark brown, was scorched at the edges. A rifle hung slung across his shoulder. A Stormtrooper's helmet, defaced with jagged symbols — occult signs, kill counts, the crude scrawl of *66* etched over the right eye. His crew's number.

A legion abandoned and forgotten. Stranded here since the war's end.

The helmet tilted. Slowly. Deliberately. He was looking at her. Bix couldn't move. Couldn't scream. His gloved fingers slid along the rifle's leather strap. The weapon lowered. Raised. Aimed —

Bix jolted awake, drenched in sweat that stuck her threadbare sleep tunic to her back. Her hands flew to the empty space beside her, fingers clawing at the rumpled blankets where her son should have been sleeping.

Nothing.

Just the lingering heat of the nightmare and cold mattress. "Clem?" Her voice came out a hoarse whisper. Then louder, cracking with panic: "Clem!"

She was on her feet before she'd fully registered moving, bare feet slapping against the metallic floor as she rushed through the darkened house. The light was on in the kitchen; she rushed through the doorway — and there he stood, small hands wrapped around a mug of water nearly as big as his face.

"What is it, mommy?" he asked, blinking up at her with soft, sleepy eyes.

Bix didn't say anything; she just lunged forward and scooped him up, pressing her nose into his curls, inhaling the scent of the faint herbal smell of the cheap washing powder she traded for at the monthly market.

The front door creaked as she pushed it open. She needed air, needed to see the horizon. Dawn painted the sky in bright red and orange as she sank onto the porch steps, Clem now perched drowsily in her lap. He was starting to get too big for this. Across the fields, the blinking eye of the reprogrammed Imperial probe droid drifted on its morning patrol. Old Man Amo had scavenged it after the Battle over Mina-Rau, spent five weeks taking it apart and putting it back together with his granddaughter's help. Now it watched over their township with dutiful precision, its sensors tuned to warn of approaching speeders or unfamiliar heat signatures.

We've been lucky, Bix thought, rubbing circles on Clem's back. As far as Outer Rim settlements went, Mina-Rau had it easy. The fighting had mostly bypassed them—no orbital bombardments, no scorched-earth reprisals. But the slow strangulation of interstellar trade might as well have been a noose. They had food, but little else. The processor in Amo's shed had broken down months ago, and the comm tower's transmitter had given up entirely. Without replacement parts, without regular supply runs, they'd become experts at making do. Bix could field-strip a broken moisture vaporator on her own, and could press three more rounds out of a fraying hydronic tubing. But each repair felt like buying time against an inevitable decay.

Clem shifted around her arms as the sun continued its rise. Somewhere in the distance, the morning bell rang at the communal kitchen. Bix pressed a kiss to her son's forehead.

Another day had begun. Another battle in the long war for survival.

...

"Amo, are you there?" she said while banging at the open front door of his shed. The old man had been working on fixing some bugs in B2 for the last few days. The droid spent most of his time in his charging station these days and had begun powering down unpredictably. When she and her son entered, the droid started spinning his head with delight.

"C-c-c-cassian!" he shouted. He was shaking with excitement. She'd long since stopped correcting him. Every time she told the droid about Cassian, she had to watch his heart break all over again. She'd explained to her son that he reminded the droid of an old friend. Someday I'll tell him the rest of it, she thought. There were so many things she had to do on that far-off some day. Clem knew that his father had been a soldier, a rebel - but not much more than that. Not yet.

"All right old boy, settle down!" Amo grumbled from behind the droid. He was crouched down, working on the chassis with a hydrospanner. "I'm just about done closing you up, but you don't want me slipping back here." B2 shrunk back into himself.

Clem walked up, waving his hand in front of B2's optical sensor. "Hi B2! Wanna play when Amo's done fixing you?" The droid started shaking again.

"What'd I just tell you?" Amo muttered, to no effect.

"Y-y-yes! I love to p-play. B-but I have woo-Oork." B2 swivelled his head to look back at Amo.

"I'm sure Amo can manage without you this morning, right Amo?", Bix said. The old man made a great performance of hemming and hawing, but in the end he agreed as he always did. The truth was that B2's working days were long behind him. But the old droid hated feeling useless, so they put on this little show for his benefit. She was just about to send them off when she heard a noise outside. It sounded like speeders approaching.

Outside she saw two speeder bikes slowing down and stopping in the middle of the street. Mounted on them were four people, two on each hovercraft. They were dressed in battered imperial regalia. One of the drivers wore a worn-out Stormtrooper armor, with numbers *66* painted on his shoulder, but he lacked a helmet. The other driver had no real armor to speak of; instead he wore tactical military pants and a grey tank top. On his head he wore what looked like the hat of an imperial officer - most likely something he picked up. On his neck he had a tattoo. Jiyan, the local force-healer, had taught her what the symbol meant. It was an old Sith crest. On the back of the speeders sat a pair of older men who looked nearly identical. At first she thought they were brothers, before Bix realized they were clones.

They all belonged to a legion that had been stuck on this planet since the defeat of the Empire, and seemingly had no contact with other imperial loyalists. Previously they had pretended to follow orders and procedures. Now they took what they wanted, whenever they wanted.

They dismounted their speeder bikes and headed for the little watering hole opposite Amo's shed. The place belonged to Terma, a dear friend to whom Bix was eternally grateful. She had helped Bix out more times than she could count. Her daughter was a few years older than Clem, but the two would often play together. The girl acted like she was his older sister, and liked to be in charge whenever they saw each other. She had no siblings of her own, yet. Terma was in her last month of pregnancy so the girl might soon have an actual little brother.

Terma's place wasn't much of a bar. She had opened up her home, placed a few chairs outside and was happy to serve whoever came by. She'd flipped a couple of barrels upside down to function as tables. The Troopers had started showing up more and more often. They never paid for their drinks.

Clem started chasing B2 around. All of a sudden the droid started moving erratically. He bumped into the leg of one of the men who had just gotten seated at Terma's place. Terma had just arrived with their drinks. The man with the officer's hat looked down and kicked B2 away. The droid fell on his side.

Clem grabbed his mother's leg. "Isn't that the men that you and papa defeated?"

"Please, be quiet," said Bix.

"Error... error..." B2 started shouting. His holoprojector booted up. Suddenly Maarva Andor's image floated in the air. "The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness... the Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness..." B2 started shaking. The Trooper jumped up from where he was seated. 

"Whose droid is this?" the man in the officer's cap shouted. Clem took a step forward before Bix could grab him.

"This piece of crap belongs to you, kid?" the man asked. He carried a rifle across his shoulder.

"No, it's not ours," Bix said, shaking her head violently. The man turned toward Terma who had been frozen in place since she put down the drinks on their table. “Do you know who this belongs to?”.

The pregnant woman shook her head. “No, I don’t know”. She and Bix shared a glance. Both not moving, not knowing what was the right thing to do to defuse the situation. 

"The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness... the Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness..." B2 continued to repeat. Clem looked up towards his mother, and asked: “Who is that woman?”. Bix remained silent.

"Well, someone better turn it off or else I will.", he screamed. 

Bix’s fingers placed themselves in front of her son's eyes as the soldier lowered his rifle.

"The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness... the Empire is a disease that thrives--"

One shot, right in the lens.

The legion claimed they were here to protect them, but from whom? There weren't any criminal gangs or terrorists here. No rebel cells, or even Republic military stations. It was just old machinery apparently that the township needed defending from.

"Sorry, sir," Amo said and walked towards the soldier. Bix whispered "No, please.", as he walked past them. The man didn't care. He continued stumbling forwards with his wobbly walk.

The trooper was walking back to his table. "What is it, old man?" he asked.

"I wondered if I could take what's left of the droid - could perhaps be good for some spare parts."

"I highly doubt that," he laughed. "That thing is ancient."

Amo put on a fake smile. "So you don't mind?"

The soldier looked down. "You can take it. Just remember this generosity on our part."

“Of course not, thank you Sir”, Amo said. Amo lifted up what was left of the droid. As he walked by, Clem put his hand on it and stroked its head. "I'll see what I can do..." Amo said as he carried the droid back into his shed. Bix knew he was putting on a performance for Clem's sake. There was nothing he could do. Perhaps that far off some day had arrived.

[fourambitions]

69, 63, 60, 39, 30, 14, 16, 11, 7, aaaand 5 for every single one of your guys. have fun <3

Oh good lord ok here we go.

5: What is your relationship status?

The Lieutenant practically lights up- a feat, for someone who is currently bereft of vaer soul. Whatever emotions vae felt were strong enough to bypass around the lack of it, teetering rather dangerously into feral glee. "I am no longer single. Officially. I have my beloved Scoundrel, and my precious kitten, and my- my- whatever the Silverer and I have, I think. All mine. And theirs. And mine!"

Vae was... going to carry on like this for a while.

-

"... I have a sword?" The Duellist shrugged.

-

The Charmer's smile faded, and she looked at the direction of the docks. "I... had had an agreement with someone from the city, years ago, when I left home. She... decided the zee was a better choice for her."

She's silent, but shakes her head, smile returning. "All of that is to say that I am perfectly single, of course. For however long that lasts- the city holds many wonders and many people. I'm... open to new possibilities."

She turns her back on the docks, and doesn't look at them again.

-

The Hunter's ears flick. "I'm... more or less safely partnered. My partner is an angel, you know- her partner is kind of an angel too, if more pathetic. My kitten too, I guess."

They snicker lightly. "My kid is a horrid little abomination of me and her mom. Thats why her name is Mina. Oh, she's such a good little hunter though, and hopefully she'll STAY a good hunter, if Serosha remembers to let her practice. I fully expect her skills to have improved when I return. Hopefully."

---

7: What did you last eat?

"Um- coffee, I think." The Lieutenant confesses. "Wait, wait, no, it was coffee AND some toast. With some sort of spread on it. I cannot remember I just know I did eat. Oh, and some cake, with the Silverer."

-

"Lunch? It was soup. The mushrooms are nice but I think I'm getting tired of mushrooms all the time." The Duellist made a face. "Is there... any normal food down here? No? Well shit."

-

"It was this wonderful biscuit," the Charmer sighs yearningly. "Oh it was so good, the best thing I'd ever eaten, which... isn't a very high bar since I was... you know..."

She gestures lightly and says nothing more.

-

"The Scoundrel," The Hunter grinned.

---

11: Do you like someone?

Once again the Lieutenant lights up in a way that should not be normal. "Yes, of course! My beloved Scoundrel, my beloved Scientist, my darling Silverer, even the cute little Lordling I've taken under my wing. Oh they're all so wonderful, I adore them..."

-

"... I? Have a sword?" The Duellist shrugged again, brow furrowed. "I mean... theres the boy back home, I guess. I'm not here to like anyone. I don't think I will like anyone here."

-

The Charmer's smile turns a bit playful. "I'm simply... keeping my options open for now. I have some business to attend to first, a contract I need to pay off, but hey... if something happens, something happens, right?"

-

"Serosha, back home. The kitten I chase around. My king- though I have not told him, and probably never will because that would be awkward, in my opinion. I'm just a marquis! Besides, I have Serosha and Mina," the Hunter shrugs, ears flicking again. "And again, I do chase around Rigel ever so often. He makes it so *easy*-"

---

14: Do you miss someone?

The Lieutenant grimaces in the direction of some rustling in vaer house, some... unwanted guest that vae is trying so hard to tolerate. "I do.

"But my aim is getting better."

-

The Duellist's face darkened. "I do."

-

The Charmer fiddled with a ring on a necklace. "Too many to count. You know, on Arbor, I was one of the most devoted followers. My priestess was... she was the only one who had cared about what I had gone through, the only person who was trying to put an end to it. She was like a mother to me. I miss her the most, I think."

-

"I miss my court." The Hunter didn't hesitate. "I miss my partner, my daughter. I miss hunting for the court, bringing back the food to feed them, going home to teach my daughter to do the same. I miss my partner's singing- gods I miss the singing. Theres not a single damned thing down here that can match it. I even miss my partner's dumb partner! Its stupid!"

Their tail lashed, and they... not so subtly turned away to wipe their eyes. "Its fine. I'll be home soon."

---

16: How exactly are you feeling in this moment?

The Lieutenant blinks. "I feel... fine, I suppose. Cold. Just cold."

Hm. Vae should get that contract framed, maybe. Keep it safe. Just in case.

-

"Tired, I guess," the Duellist shrugs. "I came here for a job, and I don't like waiting. The darkness gets to you here. No wonder everyone is batshit."

-

"Free."

-

"I feel like I always do. Distant. Hungry. Unbearibly bored," the Hunter sighed. They wouldn't say it, but one could see it when they looked up at the false stars. They felt lonely, too.

---

30: What's irritating you right now?

The Lieutenant's mouth twists as a crash sounds in the other room.

"Absolutely nothing," vae said primly. Or, as primly one could through gritten teeth. "Its always delightful having my ex leeching off of my hospitality. Very fine."

-

"The lack of decent food-" the Duellist groaned. "I haven't had a decent meal since I landed myself in New Newgate. Now *that* is criminal, I say."

-

"The mirrors," the Charmer frowned, brow furrowed. "It's all... fine. I just don't like mirrors. Its a personal thing."

-

"I agree with that Duellist guy. Nobody even dies here and still I am not allowed to hunt my own food," the Hunter huffed, nose scrunching up. "It really is criminal."

---

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

The Lieutenant giggles, looking fond. "Oh, sixteen... goodness I was so young back then. My friend and I had snuck out to the gardens to avoid some dreadful lesson or something of the sort, and, well. We were both silly and curious."

The Lieutenant shrugged. "The Fall was a few years later. I never saw her again."

-

The Duellist went pink, floundering fir a bit before he asked, "What kind if question is that? Who even remembers something like that?"

-

The Charmer started, then had to pause and thing really hard for a moment. "... do kisses in dreams count? No? Oh... then... I've never had a first kiss. Or... any kiss, I suppose."

-

"Oh, I was very young, maybe 93, I think? Fully grown, sure, but still *young*, you know?" The Hunter shrugged. "Doesn't matter the kiss was only done as a prank anyway."

---

60: Do you want to get married?

The Lieutenant sighed wistfully. "I do, I want to get married so badly. The wedding, and my partner... or partners, I am willing to share in this case I suppose. I want it to be perfect. I want it to be happy and joyous and forever and ever and ever and ever and-"

Vae were, once again, going to go on for a while.

-

The Duellist shrugged. "I haven't really thought about it honestly. Maybe one day, if I meed the right guy. Or girl. Or... neither or both? I don't know."

-

"I wanted to one day, but now..." the Charmer trailed off, biting her lip. "I've... never done something for myself before. I'd like to try that first."

-

"..." the Hunter squinted for a moment, deep in thought. "Does marriage usually come before or after having a kid? Because if its before, then, I guess I'm already married I guess. I dunno, we have a kid together what more do you WANT-"

---

63: Would you change your name?

The Lieutenant snorted lightly. "I already have. Do you like it?"

-

"Maybe, if I had to. Kieran's a nice name, my mum picked it out for me. Named after my da," The Duellist gave a small smile. "Allegedly, at least. He died before I was born, and ma picked out all my other siblings' named from a catalogue, so its fifty-fifty, I think."

-

The Charmer starts, then pauses, then starts again. "I... guess I have? I picked Alice. My... the person I had an arrangement with had picked Ronnie, for me."

She shrugs weakly. "I don't know if I had a name before that, sorry."

-

"Nah," The Hunter shrugged. "Thats dumb, why would I do that?"

---

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

"Yes-" the Lieutenant got the feverishly obsessed look in vaer eyes again. "Yes, I do, and I have found mine and I am never gonna let them go, never ever ever ever ever-"

Vae're going to be awhile. Again.

-

"Well, it is nice to think about, someone else being out there," the Duellist sighed. "I know its probably not true. But hey, if there is some red string binding me to someine else? I hope I can find out where that leads, when all this is over."

-

"I used to," the Charmer gave a weak smile. "Not... not anymore. Not romantically, at least, and thats... thats okay, I think."

-

"Ha!" The Hunter was already laughing, taking a moment to calm down. "I mean I love my partner, but I don't think she's my soulmate. I'm just lucky she didn't kill me when we met, and if I hadn't been alone at the time I honestly would have tried to kill her. Its a miracle that things worked out the way they did... but I am glad they did."

[iantimony]

another wednesday tuesday

had this one finished on neocities on tuesday but didn't have time to post on tumblr or dreamwidth! oops!

listening

Quimbara (Live at Gran Teatro Nacional) (Tony Succar, Mimy Succar, Nora Suzuki, & Bartola: yummy yummy salsa

Solitude (Felsmann + Tiley Reinterpretation) (M83): does someone know if this was in a movie or TV show. I cannot figure it out. it's possible it's just on a lot of tiktoks or whatever?? I'm not really on tiktok so idk

Inage Nidayulenvi (It Started in the Woods) (Agalisiga): country album in Cherokee! extremely good vibes album. coming-of-age movie about a road trip through the mountains. favorite track: this was a tough choice but the yodel moments in Ahyvdawalohi (Thunder) and Gatlohiha (I'm Crying) are fun, Inagei Otsehi (We Live in the Woods) has a really good rhythm, and Ginliyosv (Together) feels like a mug of hot tea on a cold day, of which I have had many recently.

reading

The Anti-Social Century (Derek Thompson): hmm. hmmmm. I broadly agree but feel like this is completely missing the capitalism of it all

finished "The Sentimental Person's Guide to Decluttering" by Claire Middleton. it was fine. a lot of it didn't apply to met - stuff about children's baby clothes, etc - but offered some good advice otherwise.

Meet the man keeping hope, and 70-year-old pinball machines, alive (Tim Stevens), which lead me to Pinball Resource Dot Com. good website, definitely Poughkeepsie in a way I can't articulate. literally guy of all fucking time. as my boyfriend said, "autism at its finest".

also read "fucked by my best friend" by yupopo orishima. this is fully a BL yaoi moment, but with genderbending. it was charming enough that I did read the whole thing today, though I did find myself scrolling through the sex scenes to get to other stuff happening in the story lol. the cliffhangers were annoying but not vital because it's all finished, so ...

Lessons From a Lifetime of Animal Voyages (Sam Anderson): found this linked on tumblr somewhere I think? specifically with pictures of darling walnut the dachshund. I liked the article but couldn't get it to load on anywhere to bypass the paywall that didn't also nuke all the images.

This Christmas Party Was So Fun That Now I’m a Communist (Brennan Lee Mulligan): this one was a re-read! I couldn't actually tell you when this was published because it's undated. his prose is just very tasty.

watching

some NileRed/NileBlue videos, such as Turning cotton balls into cotton candy; chemistry can do some wild things huh

adjacent, lots of TheThoughtEmporium - Turning SHRIMP into Fabric and I Turned MILK into YARN, the latter of which made me want to buy milk yarn to try out for a knitting project

cold ones videos because for some reason my boyfriend and I like to watch toxic australians drinking

goodbye fillers, hello... facelifts? (Mina Le) and the rise of chin lipo & "snatched jawlines" (Tiffany Ferg): adjacent video topics. we live in a society etc.

I bought a freeze dryer so you don't have to (Technology Connection): idk I love this channel. it's so soothing.

playing

ough. SO much dnd. two different campaigns this week which I had to make new character sheets for. one of them is a fully new character who I am now getting attached to whose vibes are vaguely Dyre Ode from Sangfielle-based in that they wear a bauta mask and robes and a hat. their name is also FATT excerpt-y ("caught as a vesper bell upon the brow, twinkling", or Vesper for short) but other than that they are a standard dnd character lol. I was doing a lot of heavy lifting that session because we were told the one-shot would be espionage and social-intrigue based, and then from a combo of planned absenses and also people not showing up it was just me and one other player, and that one other player is like .. not super good at character work .... so we kept going "what does your person do?" and he would say "loitering and tuning my instrument" and then we went . ok. and I kept doing things like asking questions and investigating. lol. so that's fine. other dnd campaign is much more fighting and light plot vibes so I brought out my shitty little pelican man again, I had to level him up to 12 which took some doing but thankfully wasn't too bad. I am really good at saying No to things that I don't want to or can't do except...ttrpgs. I am joining a 1x/month blades campaign too slkfjlsdfjfd

I have rediscovered video games!! thanks to my boyfriend! played some nier: automata and then hades as a palette cleanser because I am bad at video games so nier is a bit stressful skfdjlsjfd.

Vesper's vibe images:

making

some more knitting of my fingerless gloves

made a scrapbook for 2024! I've been collecting one plastic binder sheet for each month and finally went and made signatures and pasted/taped stuff in...I have more decorating to do but I'd like to coptic bind it all together first. unfortunately I do not have cardboard thick enough in the right size for covers so I have to do something about that first. probably won't post pictures of my entries because they will doxx me immediately but will probably post photos of the completed object at some later date :-)

eating

boyfriend is visiting so I am being FED. he made harissa chicken thighs with shallots, a known banger, and also freeballed a Japanese chicken-and-egg bowl type thing that was also very tasty.

robiola bosina cheese stilly yummy

made one pan chicken and squash dinner before leaving home last week. it was fine, very very simple, kinda didn't need a recipe for this one imo.

had a double date moment with my old roommate whomst I love! her and my boyfriend cooked a DELICIOUS meal, homemade pozole and shrimp ceviche with cornbread, plus an insanely good milk-washed marg (!!!) and horchata creme brulee dessert....I die it was SO delicious

moving

Fri Jan 17, ~90 min: leg extension (60lb 3x8 3x5), outer thigh (70lb 3x8, 80lb 3x8), inner thigh (75lb 3x8), split squats (no weight 2x10), glute trainer (no weight 2x8), elliptical 15

Sat Jan 18, ~60 min: shoulders behind neck barbell presses (20lb 3x8), forward delt shoulder presses (elbows forward 5lb 3x8), sideways on bench rear delt (5lb 2x8), incline bicep curls (10lb 1x8, 1 set to failure after, 5lb to failure again immediately after) (start with 15 next time), single arm cable tricep pulldown (7.5lb 2x8, one straight and one at 45°), bench press (bar 3x5), guillotine press to stretch as well (ouch!)

misc

working on two grant applications, one big and one weenie...weenie one is due the 24th and the big one is due Feb 6....scary

an angel lost a wing this weekend

[anghraine]

Speaking of my undying grudge against Arvedui:

What I really think should have happened (in a better but still possible world) upon the deaths of King Ondoher, Prince Artamir, and Prince Faramir of Gondor:

The Council of Gondor, led by the Steward Pelendur, starts deliberations as to how the succession's going to work.

In Arthedain, someone (or some people) manages to talk Arvedui down. His father (the actual heir of Isildur) isn't prepared to attempt a long-shot claim to the crown of Gondor. And since Númenórean succession law followed strict gender-blind primogeniture*, under the old traditions Princess Fíriel would be the heir of Anárion, not her husband. She claims the throne.

In this better world, Pelendur et al actually give her fair consideration. Tradition matters a lot in Gondor. Númenor matters a lot. They don't want a foreign king, but Fíriel is Gondorian. And historically, bypassing royal princesses has not worked out for their people (most obviously with Tar-Míriel, in a subtler way with Princess Silmariën).

But while they don't want a Pharazôn situation, they also don't want a Herucalmo situation or Gondor being subordinate to Arthedain. They accept Princess Fíriel's claim with a number of stipulations that include her return to Minas Anor and strictly limiting the consort's authority.

After various negotiations, an agreement is reached. Fíriel becomes Gondor's first ruling queen and her son Aranarth succeeds her as heir of Anárion (though he is likely known to history by a regnal Quenya name).

The decision to defer to Númenórean law in Gondor would have far-reaching effects, including on the later succession. In my ideal version, the precedent is not understood as "daughters can inherit if there are no sons available" but as "the eldest living child inherits regardless of gender," as happened in Númenor (this is why Tar-Telperiën inherited despite having a brother).

The crowns of both Gondor and Arthedain would eventually fall to Aranarth, son of Fíriel and Arvedui, more or less uniting the kingdoms. I suspect the preservation of Arthedain would be a greater priority for Gondor in this scenario and it would actually be saved (I think the prophecy of Malbeth the Seer suggests that the salvation of Arthedain was possible, though these are not the specific circumstances he saw).

But canonically, Arthedain and Arnor follow strict male-line descent as much as (canon) Gondor (it's a huge deal to the Northern Dúnedain that their kings and chieftains are all heirs in an unbroken male line). If Gondor adopted the Númenórean system while Arthedain stuck to the patrilineal one, the kingdoms would be split apart the first time that the firstborn child of an heir of Fíriel and Arvedui was a girl (rule of Gondor going to the firstborn and rule of Arthedain going to her eldest brother). But it may be that Arthedain's traditions also changed in the AU, in which case it wouldn't be an issue.

This would also mean that the privileging of male-line-only descendants would be way less of a thing, at least in the royal house. The heirship would pass through oldest surviving children regardless of whether they were male or not, so even if the world was still similar enough that the same people even exist by the end of the Third Age, male-line-only heirs would not have seniority in this AU. The heir of Anárion and Isildur by the time of the War of the Ring could easily be ... like, Halbarad.

(Obviously there are all sorts of other consequences, too! But those are the ones that entertain me the most.)

---

*To be more specific, Númenórean succession law followed strict gender-blind primogeniture after the (relatively) early king Tar-Aldarion. Aldarion instituted the change to allow his daughter Ancalimë to inherit and (for whatever reason) to give elder children preference over younger ones without regard to gender. Thus, as mentioned above, Tar-Telperiën received the scepter rather than her younger brother Isilmo. Tolkien noted that if Tar-Aldarion's law had been followed from the beginning, the lords of Andúnië would have been the royal family, since their foremother, Princess Silmariën, was the firstborn.

[bluecatwriter]

Mina

34. How they react when they are feeling X emotion (sad, angry, excited, scared, etc.—can specify as many as you like) - Angry, embarrassed, horny

19. Vices/bad habits

33. Something guaranteed to make them cry

Thanks for playing! I love rambling about my girl. :)

34. How they react when they are feeling X emotion (sad, angry, excited, scared, etc.—can specify as many as you like) - Angry, embarrassed, horny

Angry: Mina has a bad habit of turning anger back in on herself. When she's left out of the The Men's™ plans, she feels angry about it but berates herself for feeling that way. If she's angry at anything, she assumes that this must be a problem with herself, rather than an actual injustice she's facing.

Embarrassed: Now I'm trying to remember if she ever blushes, but my headcanon is that she generally handles embarrassment by making humble/self-deprecating remarks to try to draw attention away from herself. Seeing other people embarrassed makes her embarrassed too, so she's always quick to help another person out (as she does with Jack when she first meets him).

Horny: I get the sense she's the kind of person who experiences "horniness" and "excitement" as very similar emotions— at least, that's how I read her breathless entries about Jonathan's "volcanic energy" and so on. If she has internal barriers against feeling too horny, she can bypass it by reading her own emotions as "passionate" or "excited" and feel them without shame. That said, having grown up being taught that sex within marriage was not only permissible but holy, she probably has very few inhibitions about banging her husband literally any time they're able to. (It's good exercise.)

19. Vices/bad habits 

Self-flagellation! She is always too hard on herself, whether that's underestimating her own intelligence, denying herself agency, repressing her feelings, or holding herself to impossible standards. I also imagine her as biting her nails.

33. Something guaranteed to make them cry

Mina tries very hard not to cry, and usually berates herself when she does, but I think she has a soft spot for any sort of book or play she experiences where a character dies. After the novel's events, doubly so. 

(Ask game here)

[quirkwizard]

How well would Inasa or Seiji do during the Sports Festival? Your choice but I’m leaning towards Seiji?

I could have sworn I did Inasa, though I can't seem to find him. Regardless, I going with Seiji with this one.

So Seiji crushes the Obstacle Course. Even if he doesn't meat pie everyone within arm's reach of him, Seiji can fly. He could just make his flesh platform and bypass the entire race. The only issue with this is that he makes himself a clear target for other people. Since he Quirk relies on much on his concentration, getting hit too much could sending him falling from the sky or further back in the race. The Calvary Battle would be pretty easy for him as well. With him as the rider, Seiji could send out bits of himself in order to snag up points. And with the threat of being meat pied hanging over everyone's head, I think everyone would just be to scared to get close to him.

As for the battles, it's pretty mixed. We have seen him beat Kirishima and his flight is a pretty hard counter to Uraraka's power. And with his flight speed and his multiple points of attack, he could easily work around the range and defenses of Sero, Momo, and Tokoyami. Ibara I'm less certain about if only for the sheer cover she has, but I'm sure the Seiji could find a way around it. Aoyama is kind of hard to determine as well, it's just a matter of who can hit the other first. Bakugou would be in the air as well. Seiji did get one over on him in the License Exam, but I don't think Bakguou would be as distracted and could put up a good defense will all of his blasts, which could harm and discourage Seiji

Oddly enough, Tetsutetsu may beat him. Because of the metal cover, Seiji can't really hurt or manipulate him and Tetsutetsu can just run up and beat him up. Mina certainly beats him, leaving him reeling even with her weakest acid. Iida is going way too fast for Seiji to take out with his flesh buds. Even if Iida needs to touch him, potentially leaving him open to getting controlled, getting kicked at that speed would break his control. Shoto, Denki and Izuku do way too much damage and way too broad of a scope for Seiji to really deal with or work around. And we all know that the Shinso starts running his mouth, Seiji is going to respond immediately and violently, instantly getting him brain washed.

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Horror of Dracula

It may be hard now to understand what was so revolutionary about Terence Fisher’s HORROR OF DRACULA (1958, TCM) in 1958. Color has become so ubiquitous, its lack in films like A GIRL WALKS HOME ALONE AT NIGHT (2014) or THE LIGHTHOUSE (2019) seems surprising. Before Hammer started updating the classic movie monsters, however, the genre was mostly confined to black-and-white. In 1958, the blood splattering over Dracula’s coffin after the film’s opening credits was a real grabber. It announced the film’s intentions. And though the film’s palette was hardly as innovative or evocative as in later films like Werner Herzog’s NOSFERATU THE VAMPYRE (1979) or Francis Ford Coppola’s BRAM STOKER’S DRACULA (1992), just being there was enough.

Critics also remarked, not always favorably, on how Fisher and writer Jimmy Sangster had sexualized the genre. That seems more a product of the lesser interest in film history at the time. You’d have to be pretty dim not to notice the pansexual abandon of earlier bloodsuckers like Max Schreck or Bela Lugosi. The heaving bosoms in HORROR OF DRACULA aren’t much different from those in other films of the era, it’s just that they were suddenly in a horror film instead of a romantic potboiler or bibilical epic. True, Christopher Lee is quite the hunk as Dracula, but within the film he doesn’t have much competition. The two men whose women he pursues are pretty cold fish. Harker (John Van Eyssen) seems something of a milksop, while Michael Gough’s Arthur Holmwood is so strait-laced you may wonder if he and his wife have ever even shared a bedroom. Fisher bypasses the homoeroticism of earlier vampire films. Lee turns Van Eyssen off-screen, and we never see the latter in action as a vampire. Where the film succeeds most sexually is in the playing of its women — Valerie Gaunt as the vampire woman at Lee’s castle, Carol Marsh as Lucy and, particularly, Melissa Stribling as Mina, who returns from her first night with Dracula almost glowing with sexual satisfaction. But then, Helen Chandler also had her sexual moments in DRACULA (1931), where she almost attacks her pallid fiancé (David Manners, I mean, somebody had to take the lead in that relationship).

At least Fisher keeps the pace up. Although the earlier scenes in Castle Dracula lack the dreamlike quality of F.W. Murnau’s NOSFERATU (1922) or Tod Browning’s DRACULA (1931) the overall film is never static (like the latter parts of Browning’s film). And Peter Cushing’s performance as a younger, more active Dr Van Helsing enlivens the lengthy periods when Lee is off-screen. Along with Stribling’s performance, Cushing’s final showdown with Lee is the film’s highlight as the two buckle and swash all over the castle set. Yet I have to admit that at other times the whole thing was so stodgy I kept wishing I were watching the low-budget BLOOD OF DRACULA (1957), with its heady mix of pseudo-science, juvenile delinquency, rock ‘n’ roll and lesbianism.