#once you know what you’re doing you can break the rules and it feels delicious teehee

[marisatomay]

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[my-naughty-writings-and-musings]

omfg your writing is SO good!! 😭 if you’re feeling up to it, could you please write some sub mirage x reader! the way you write him is literally perfect 😭🫶

You're too kind! I had so much fun writing that fic! I would love to give that a try, so here you go!

"Come on, you're so mean!" Mirage whined as you removed your fingers from his spike yet again, hips thrusting upwards in open frustration. Watching him wiggle against the bindings keeping his hands over his head, you allowed yourself a grin as the mech once more failed to behave, his desperation for release making him kick up a fuss despite the fact that he'd agreed to the rules. In his defense, you had him quivering and breaking out in a thin sweat of coolant, so even while playing the dominant you were content to let him off the hook for now. 

"We can stop at any time, you know." you reminded him playfully, making a point to smile up from between his legs as the mech pouted down at you. His thoroughly unsatisfied erection throbbed between you, which you ignored as you continued speaking in the most mock sweet voice you could manage, loving how his usual confidence had been replaced with desperation. "That's what the safeword is for."

"That's not what I... I don't want you to stop, I want you to stop teasing me!" he whined in response, bouncing his hips in frustration and making your satisfied grin deepen. In the leadup to this session you'd repeatedly told him what it would entail, including how you'd be pushing him to his limits as the dominant (within the agreed upon parameters, of course), but it was no surprise his impatience was getting the better of him. Truthfully, you just found that added to your fun. Watching him squirm against the bonds you'd tied over his helm gave you a sense of power like no other, and the pleading in his big blue optics only made it all the sweeter. "Seriously, Y/N, I'm gonna overheat before I overload! Can't we skip ahead to the ending?"

"I still think you're missing the idea of what being a "sub" entails." you teased, running your fingers up his heated thighs. Mirage moaned and obediently leaned into your touch, which you rewarded with more focused massages along his transformation seams, using your tiny human fingers to reach where no bot could. His erect spike throbbed at the attention, the biolights pulsing as if trying to draw you in for the relief he needed. It was delicious to deny him and let the pressure continue to build. "Remember what I said? You get what you want when I decide, and I've decided you get it when you're good."

"But I am good! Look at this face!" he pleaded, widening his optics and giving you the most pitiful expression you'd ever seen. It actually stirred a touch of pity in you, but you kept that to yourself, hands resting on his thighs as you kept up your unreadable smirk. His lack of progress made the mech whine once more. "How can you say no to something this cute?"

"Unfortunately, cute doesn't mean well behaved." you teased, compelled to grant him some mercy so long as he played his cards right. Reaching for a tiny bullet vibrator you'd kept hidden in your person, you ensured it was out of sight as you set it to maximum, keeping your face neutral the entire time. Mirage didn't suspect a thing and merely continued to huff and whine, unintentionally giving you an ideal opening when he plopped his helm back on the berth in frustration. Excitement fluttered up from your stomach as you eyed up the most sensitive part of his spike; a stretch of soft mesh just below the head on the underside, and lined up the flattened tip of the vibrator. "Just using the magic word will get you a lot further. So, if you want me to keep doing this..."

All at once, the mech had a powerful buzz running up and down the most tender part of his oversensitive spike, and he responded just as passionately as you'd hoped. 

Arching into your touch as if you were a final lifeline, the big mech cried out in surprise that quickly shifted into openly eager moans for more, his whole frame writhing with ecstasy as you pleasured him. Biting your lip at the beautiful sight, you needed a moment to remember what you'd intended to follow up with, finding him so engrossing you wanted nothing more than to watch him all day. A bead of transfluid on the top of his length gave you the push you needed. "What do you say?"

"Please!" he begged in a rush, optics shut tight and vents heaving out deep, hot blasts of air. The sight sent equal arousal through your own body, and it was a challenge to remember what your original desire was, and that as delightful as this was you hadn't achieved your goal just yet. There was still a little more pushing, a little more denial, just to get him to the point of total need rather than simple want.

Removing the vibrator, you smirked at his resulting cry of betrayal and moved back when he thrust blindly for it to be returned. "Hm? What was th-?"

"Pretty-pretty-pretty-please! With whatever you want on top!" he shouted in total abandon, quivering and near to tears as transfluid dribbled down his throbbing spike. Taken aback but absolutely euphoric at the sight, you let him suffer for only a few additional moments to admire your work: the speedster was dripping with coolant, trembling hard enough to rattle his armor, and so heated that steam was rising from his vents. You weren't sure he'd ever been so pretty.

"That'll work." you said as you granted him mercy, bringing the vibrator back to his spike and rubbing it in with a not insignificant amount of force. His voice trembled as he moaned in relief, hips spasming as more fluid dribbled down the length of his spike and he closed in on his overload. The transfluid helped lubricate your actions, making it that much easier to slide up and down his length with one hand whilst the other wrapped around the base to keep him somewhat still. You could feel by the way he thrust into your hand that you owned him completely, and he wouldn't have denied it even if he had the capacity to speak. The total submission was rewarded with even more passionate ministrations, your shoulders growing sore from the speed of your pumps and your breath coming fast from the strain as you pleasured him for all you were worth. 

Mirage came right to the very precipice of release, and you used the opportunity to whisper a final bit of encouragement, playing the Ace he had never wanted to admit you had.

"Good boy."

Mirage came with a gush of transfluid that made your eyes go wide in awe, the heavy ropes splattering on his front and surging from his spike at a volume that would have been more fitting for a bot twice his size. Every throb of his spike spread your fingers as it rolled up his length, the explosive release coming with cries of euphoric relief that shook the walls of the garage. Only your dedication to him allowed you to muster up the focus to do more than watch, the gorgeous spectacle of the mech's release as enrapturing as it was overdue. A thick, sticky mess coated the entirety of his front by the time the overload finally faded, and you felt his spike go from hard as a rock to limp in your grasp as his frame did the same. His body collapsed with enough force to make the berth tremble, and were it not for a murmur you'd have thought him unconscious. It didn't seem a stretch to say you'd done a marvelous job.

"I don't remember saying you could finish, but I'll let it slide." you teased as you clicked off the vibrator and crawled up the berth. Mirage tried to reply something snarky, but the words came out as nothing more than another slurred murmur, his optics blinking at you unevenly as you arrived at his helm. Ego thoroughly pleased with his current state, you merely cupped the side of his helm and chuckled before laying a kiss on his crest, looking down at his steaming, sticky frame and swelling with pride at a job well done. 

"Let's give you a few minutes to recuperate. Then, you can return the favor..." you encouraged gently, hoping he'd be coherent before the end of the evening. In the meantime, you were quite content to cuddle him as he purred through the bliss of the afterglow, loving how he behaved more like a giant cat than a warrior after all you'd done to him. You adored his sass, obviously, but sometimes it was just nice to leave him speechless.

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contains: smut [d/s dynamic. brat tamer changbin. manhandling. thigh fucking. teasing in public]

changbin bringing you closer to him like this video.. maybe you were being bratty towards him… whispering things in his ear that he’s never heard you say before out loud. like you? his perfectly good and compliant baby?? acting out in public while you’re eating dinner with the members??? it’s not like you at all, so he tilts his head at you trying to read your expression; but you’re just looking at him innocently with big eyes. he lets you off once more, but the third time he whispers in your ear with the urge to grab your face to look at him. he holds back however, knowing to have some decorum in front of his friends. he just needs to teach you that.

“why are you being so bratty today baby… do i not treat you well enough hm?” you turn to look at him with a slightly startled expression— quickly looking away, which he notices and smirks (i need him so bad) before going on, “did i not give you what you wanted earlier today?”

earlier today, when he needed to leave for the studio, you practically begged him to fuck you which caused him to reason with you and he ate you out instead. he knew if he did end up attempting a quickie he would get too carried away and he couldn’t have that when he had chan messaging asking about his whereabouts. he left hard and horny, even sending you messages during breaks saying how much he missed and needed you.

later on, he came home to pick you up to eat dinner with the members like you’d all planned the day before, unable to resist making out with you before telling you that it’ll only be a couple hours more and he’d be able to fuck you.

so here you are, very frustrated and turned on. changbin has alot of self control so it takes more to get him riled up with others around, yet because of the earlier situation, his erection is already getting painful against his jeans. he’s still looking at you, waiting for a response but you don’t give him one, scooting over a small bit to hyunjin to join the conversation he’s having with jisung. you keep your legs crossed, feeling your wetness seep through your underwear, clenching and unclenching your legs for some form of relief, and you can practically feel changbin’s eyes burn a hole into you.

the dinner goes on, having fun speaking to the members to the point where you almost forget to tease changbin. almost. this time you decide to place a hand on his thigh, only for a short few seconds when laughing at a joke he made but making sure it lingers until he notices. and he does, knowing the intent behind your move which makes him even more frustrated than earlier. that’s when he places a hand on the side of both of your thighs, pulling you towards him and leaning in to whisper in your ear, “don’t be a brat.”

immediately he knows he has you right where he wants you, watching you pout at his words for being very lightly scolded by him. he doesn’t want to punish you, always giving his baby whatever they ask for and feeling :( himself when he has to tame his brat. he would give you everything if he could, but you know the rules, and you’re breaking them on purpose.

when you both get home, he decides to punish you before fucking you, his patience running very thin. he has his dick out and you have your legs bent at the knee while he holds them together and away from him. “aww, poor baby is so wet,” he comments before rubbing your wetness around with the tip, making you gasp at the feeling of him against your clit, “too bad you can’t cum today. i would’ve loved to fuck you hard like you told me you wanted at the table…”

you whimper at his words, silently pleading for him to just fuck you but you’re quickly cut off by your own moan— he used the juncture between your thighs to push his dick through, deliciously rubbing your clit with the movement he makes. “gonna fuck you like this,” he says groaning at the relief,

“and you’re gonna take it, yeah?”

[sleepysnk]

Hii!

I saw your post for headcannons, and pardon me if i got this wrong- i legit spent so long making sure this fit with your rules too

Anyways, do you mind doing a hanma x fem!reader when she is mad/angry with him, how would he make up with her (when he did something of course)??? I’m interested to see how he would!

I don’t think this is a scenario… if it is, do please ignore this! 😭 Thank youuu 🫶 take as much time as needed!

a/n: hey bae! i was gonna consider this a scenario at first, but i was able to condense it into headcanons! so no worries. thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy these! 🫶🏻

characters: hanma shuji

warnings: some angst, some suggestive content, mentions of arguing, mentions of violence (not towards reader), mentions of blood (not graphic), use of pet names (baby, doll, babydoll), fluff, mentions of food, very fluffy content.

MAKING IT UP TO YOU AFTER A FIGHT.

hanma shuji:

- i genuinely believe hanma is someone that’s easily stubborn. it’s a toxic trait of his! so expect him to be that kind of guy during an argument. he won’t ever spit hurtful words or anything like that, but he doesn’t like to take responsibility sometimes.

- hanma wouldn’t fight with you very often, but when you do, it can be nasty and kind of irritating.

- he argued with you this time over a fight he had gotten into. he was ordered by kisaki to go after this guy who owed him a large amount of money. hanma went and almost ended up with a knife in his side. you were of course worried when your boyfriend came home with bloody knuckles and a few cuts on his hands. sure, dating the reaper of tokyo was eventful, but you were worried about him. worst part of all, he didn’t seem to take that concern to heart. he just told you it was fine and you needed to relax.

- you didn’t like that response and it led into an argument. it was fairly heated. you actually had gotten up and decided to go sleep at your moms house because of how angry you were with him.

- hanma immediately felt guilty. once the anger had fizzled out, he realized that he was in the wrong. you loved him more than anybody else in the universe. he didn’t like arguing or yelling at you whenever it came to the shit he did for a living. you didn’t deserve that shit at all, and he wanted to apologize to you as soon as possible.

- at first, he tries to call. you weren’t interested in having a phone conversation and ultimately ignore his messages. you were being a concerned girlfriend for him, and you wished he took a step back and understood that.

- when he gets antsy, he gets ansty.

- this man’s worst fear is you walking up and leaving him. he cannot imagine a life without you in it, and he begins to freak out when you’re ignoring him. he knew he had to make it up to you, but he wasn’t sure how. he knew buying your forgiveness was wrong, so that was completely out of the question. he had to think long and hard about what he wanted to do, and he eventually came up with a solution.

- he decided to cook you a nice meal. he also left you a nice voicemail so you wouldn’t feel intimidated or nervous about his tone or anything. he missed you, and he hoped you would forgive him.

- “hey, babydoll. i know you’re upset and i’m sorry. i love you so much, and i want to make it up to you. please come home, baby.”

- after hearing the voice message you went to his place. hanma was so fucking nervous to see you, but you wanted to maintain a serious nature. you weren’t about to let hanma break your facade. you had every right to be angry, so you weren’t going to let him off that easily. he wasn’t an idiot either. he knew you’d be upset, but he just wanted you by his side again.

- he cooked some really nice food. probably your favorite dish honestly. he’s a pretty nice cook and he wasn’t about to let your favorite meal go sour.

- not gonna lie, the food was great. it was delicious and you wanted to fold right there, but hanma wanted to have a proper conversation first with you.

- after you ate, you went to the shared bedroom you once had with him. you had seen hanma serious plenty of times, but this was one time you saw a more vulnerable side of him. you could tell by his demeanor and his eyes that he was being sincere, and he was genuinely sorry for what he had done/said.

- “i’m sorry, doll. i know you were angry with me and i know you care. i wish i wasn’t such an idiot and you didn’t deserve to hear such harsh things. i love you, baby.. i could never be without you and i just want you to know how sorry i am.”

- as much as you wanted to be mad, you just couldn’t. he was serious and you couldn’t deny that he was being truthful.

- you decided to just wrap your arms around his torso, bringing him into a hug. hanma was shocked to see you doing such a gesture, but he was so glad to have you wrapped in his arms once again. he instantly hugged you and brought you close to his body. your scent made his once anxious heart relax with ease. he was so glad to see you again, and just have you in his presence. his baby.

- LOTS OF KISSES!!! this man would shower you with them.

- eventually, you guys lay down in bed and cuddle with one another. he’s probably slipping his hands under your shirt 🙄, but you let him because you honestly missed him too. this man is such a touchy and clingy baby sometimes, but you could care less.

- holds your hand and kisses them <3.

- i love him so much, bye.

[nerdpoe]

Rosewood and Hyacinth (Coffee, Honey, and Sometimes Hazelnuts Series)

Omegaverse Lore and Rules Post, Ao3

Kon hunts down Rob to let him know that he's alive, and finds him in Paris. In Heat. Which is odd, because he could have sworn the guy was an Alpha. Meanwhile, Jason hunts down Tim's trail to make sure that he's, against Ra's insinuations, okay.

Kon gently opened the window and let himself inside, only realizing what he was smelling once he’d closed it behind him.

Uhh. Oh. 

Oh shit.

The air was laced with a delicious coffee and honey and roasted hazelnuts, and the lazy scent of an Omegan Heat only enhanced it.

That was an Omega in Heat.

Which meant this was definitely not Rob’s room, fuck.

“I am so sorry,” Kon said, refusing to turn around and fumbling with the window, “I am so so so sorry I have the wrong room I’m so sorr-“

“Kon, you have the right room,” Tim’s tired voice said from behind him, and he could almost feel the eyebrow raise.

Kon still refused to turn around.

“Then I’m sorry for intruding on you and your friend shit-“ The window slammed shut again as Kon fucked up his grip on it, trying to hard not to break it; this was so embarrassing whoever Tim was with would think Superboy was lame-

“There’s no one else here but you, Superdork,” Tim yawned; Kon felt an over-heated body drape itself against his back, and a warm nose rubbed itself on his neck, “Also, you’re alive. When did that happen? Stay here.”

The smell of coffee and honey and roasted hazelnuts was everywhere, and Kon finally realized what had to have happened.

“Oh. Oh! Dude! You transitioned?” Kon asked, turning around so that Tim was in front of him. Tim, undeterred, kept his grip and was still hugging him.

“Yeah, long story but I’m happier now. Please stay?”

Okay. Okay Kon, be cool. Be chill. 

“I mean like yeah, totally. Definitely. Are we just chilling or is this for more uh…fun times?” Kon waggled his eyebrows. Kon stopped waggling his eyebrows. Kon regretted the last three seconds where he’d thought that was a good idea.

“Hmm. It’s my first heat, and this is mostly to make sure the Transition happened properly, so I’m not on birth control. No sex right now, please. I just wanna nap in the sun.”

Damn. Damn, Tim really handled Heats better than he ever had Ruts. If this was a Rut Kon would’ve already been tossed out the room as Tim buried himself in work until he fainted. Again.

“Okay. Okay, yeah! We can do that! Wait, when did you last eat? You need to eat.” 

Yet again, Tim’s answer Shook Kon.

“Oh. Yeah, I’m kinda hungry. Can you handle Room Service for me?” His best friend said even as he led Kon to the bed.

Tim was agreeing to eat. Never would have seen that during a Rut. He really was…healthier? Happier? As an Omega. And as a result, Kon felt happy for him. He wasn’t struggling, just finally relaxing in his own skin.

So Kon may have gone a bit overboard.

He didn’t know what a happy Tim during Heat wanted to eat, so he ordered essentially everything from the menu.

He was pretty sure that the Room Service were assassins, but Tim just flapped a hand at him when he brought it up, saying something about “Ra’s is just making sure I’m fit enough to do that favor later” or whatever.

Which. Concerning.

But Kon could address that later, when he didn’t have a Purring, sleeping Tim draped across his chest and keeping him prisoner in a fancy Paris hotel room. 

~~~~~~

Heats, Tim decided, were far superior to Ruts.

Logically he knew that they were pretty much the same thing, but emotionally Heats were far superior.

He didn’t feel like crawling out of his skin, he didn’t want to force himself to stay awake to avoid the Rut itself, he didn’t feel sick and nauseous thinking about his own body.

He just felt. Well. He felt content.

Even Kon coming back from the dead couldn’t shake him from his relaxed state. 

Honestly before Kon had come in through the window he’d just been sitting on the floor and breathing, enjoying the fact that his own scent didn’t make him want to barf. Then Kon had come in, and the scent of rosewood and hyacinth mixed together with what was already in the air, and Tim had been draping himself across the Super’s back without much thought at all.

The heat that flooded his veins wasn’t an uncomfortable scalding, it was a gentle warmth that kept lulling him to some of the best naps he’d ever had. Sure, he was aware that he could definitely go for some sex if the opportunity provided itself, but there wasn’t an extreme urge to do anything.

Mostly, as he told Kon; he just wanted to nap on his Beta in a sun beam.

After being fed some food that was definitely too fancy to be from the particular Hotel they were staying in, catching up with a concerned Kon while doing it, he fell asleep to the very alive pulse of his best friend.

~~~~~~

Jason walked into the Istiklal Crisis Center, dressed in his civvies and trying to make his demeanor as nonthreatening as possible.

Even though the air fresheners and air purifiers tried to hide and filter it, they could never get rid of the scent of distressed Omega in the air.

There were Alphas and Betas in the waiting room, with only a few Omegas scattered throughout.

The Omegas who required the Crisis Center’s services were ushered into the back rooms, after all.

Jason avoided eye contact and made his way to the reception desk.

“Hello, I’m here inquiring about a patient you had? He’s my little brother, I want to know if he’s alright.” Jason said in Turkish, as quietly as he could.

Turkish Crisis Centers operated on a whole other level of secrecy; they were used to Data Breaches, so they only used their computer systems to log patient names and if they’d left of their own volition or been transported to a hospital. Everything else? Paper. So if Jason wanted to know what Tim’s actual status was, he’d have to ask.

The most he could tell was that Tim had checked in using his Alvin Draper alias and left of his own volition. He already had the false Birth Certificates that labeled them as brothers ready to go.

The Omega man on the other side frowned and eyed him, the distrust clear.

“Please. His name is Alvin Draper, and we-I-don’t know where he is right now or what happened to him.” Jason tugged the birth certificates out of his bag and slid them across the counter, even as the security guards’ hands shifted to rest on their weapons.

The Receptionist reached over and slid the certificates towards him, frowning when he saw the language they were in.

“One moment; I have to get Saadet,” he muttered as he left and vanished into the back rooms.

Jason only had to wait for four minutes before a frazzled looking Beta woman hurried through the door and leaned over the counter to go over the Birth Certificates. She frowned.

Tugged her Hijaab into place from where it was threatening to fall out.

Looked up at Jason.

Down at the Certificate.

Stood up, took the Birth Certificates in hand, and motioned him through the doors.

Jason, a little shocked, went through them. 

Weren’t they supposed to check his ID? Do like, thirteen kinds of validation? Even if he was a fellow Omega, that didn’t mean anything in the grand scheme of human trafficking.

Saadet met him just inside the doors and led him through a series of hallways that were meant to confuse any who weren’t used to them. Jason…was impressed. And also a bit horrified. 

To have that level of security, there must have been a few incidences in this places history that warranted it.

Finally, she held open a door to a small, cluttered office.

Jason had only just managed to step inside when she locked the door behind them.

He turned, eyebrow raised, as she stared at him with the most unimpressed expression he’d ever seen.

“These documents are as fake as his,” she told him in perfect English, throwing the Birth Certificates at his feet, “And you match the description he gave. More than enough proof that you two actually do know each other.”

Jason snorted.

“Flimsy reasoning like that? And here I thought Turkish Centers were the best of the best,” he drawled, trying to look casual and cool to recover from being called out like that.

Saadet’s stare turned straight-up evil, and he could tell she was starting to fight a smile.

“He also gave me a picture of you.”

Jason stiffened.

“What picture-“

“-None of your concern. But that is…definitely you.” She snickered.

Snickered.

At him!

What had Tim given her?

“Moving on, per ‘Alvin’s’ instructions I am to answer any questions you may have. Ask.”

Jason shoved the questions about whatever incriminating photo the little shit had given the nice lady to the back of his mind and focused.

Tim being a smartass was a good sign.

Now to ask the difficult questions. The ones Jason never, ever wanted to ask regarding any of his brothers.

“Was he raped?”

“No.”

The answer came just as quick as the question, and Jason didn’t even realize he’d sunk to the floor until he was already there. Saadet kept her distance.

Jason gave himself a moment.

“Was he tortured?”

“No.”

“Did he display signs of mental abuse?”

“No.”

“Why didn’t he call us?”

“He just said ‘too many eyes, not enough chances’-I assume you know what that means.”

He did.

“How bad was he?”

Saadet did pause at that, looking thoughtful.

Jason waited. Tim hadn’t been raped or abused, which was very good. He…genuinely could not put into words how relieved he was at that.

But he’d been Transitioned, probably against his will.

That’d fuck anyone up.

“He seemed very well, actually.”

What.

“What?”

“Yes, to hear him tell it; he hadn’t realized he actually wanted to transition until he had done so. Something about requesting it while not right in the head, and a missing spleen.”

Jason stared at her.

She raised an eyebrow at him.

“We went ahead and made sure he had the proper medication following the loss of an organ so vital to the immune system.”

“I thought you said there were no signs of torture!”

“There weren’t. I assume fights are not all that unusual for you spy types; but I stand by what I said.”

Jason stood up, towering over her.

Saadet crossed her arms and glared at him.

Jason…felt his shoulders drop.

“I…I need to call someone.”

Saadet nodded, making her way to the door.

“Knock when you are done, one of the guards will let you out.”

~~~~~~

Dick was wearing a hole in the carpet.

Damian had long since stopped trying to calm him down. The Beta Pup was sitting on the couch, staying within Dick’s line of sight, sketching.

Dick knew that Damian was shaken as well, though.

There was no other reason he would willingly draw his self-proclaimed rival and not make it look silly.

When the phone finally rang, it hadn’t even finished the first one before he had it at his ear.

“Where is he?” Dick snapped, barely keeping a Command from breaking free.

Jason sighed on the other side, sounding more exasperated than angry.

“He’s not here, I went to the Crisis Center he went to. He wasn’t raped, he wasn’t tortured, and he actually wanted to Transition. Saadet says he wasn’t brainwashed, but I’d hold off on agreeing with her until I see it for myself.”

Dick sat down on the floor, hard.

He wasn’t even aware that he was crying until the tears started dripping on his pants.

Then it all came out in great, heaving sobs.

“He’s really okay?” Dick gasped in a small voice, “He really wasn’t hurt?”

“Yeah, Big Bird. He’s fine, apparently. Well-aside from a missing spleen, but that’s a separate issue.”

Dick didn’t even grasp the ‘missing spleen’ bit; he was too busy feeling relief that one of his brothers would never have to know how it felt to be violated like…like That.

Arms wrapped around him from the side, awkward and unsure.

Dick switched the phone to his other hand and dragged a protesting Damian into his lap.

“So what’re you gonna do now?” Dick asked once he’d calmed down a little, sniffling.

“Now I’m gonna hunt the little shit down; whatever Ra’s has planned for him, he wants Tim to have backup. Why else call you?”

Dick hummed, burying his face in Damian’s hair despite the Pup’s even louder protestations. 

“Richard! You are rubbing mucus into my hair! Unhand me!”

Dick ignored the Coercion and clung to Damian tighter.

“Be careful, okay?”

“Always am.”

~~~~~~

Kon woke up three days after he’d meant to just say hi to Rob, slightly overheated and with a drooling, Purring Omega using him as an extra pillow.

One thing that was massively different from Ruts was that Tim was…well. He was clingy. 

He refused to let Kon out of his sight for any longer than he absolutely had to, always had to be touching him, and spent most of the time sleeping or eating.

All in all, it looked like a fantastic vacation for Tim.

But that roasted hazelnut scent was fading, and Tim was starting to spend more and more stretches of time awake.

They talked, during those.

Tim talked in hushed, shamed tones that he’d tried to clone Kon. Not to make a replacement, but to have something of Kon left.

Kon quietly admitted that he might have done the same, if the situation had been reversed.

Kon told Tim how it felt like the world had moved on without him.

Tim told Kon that he’d never moved on, and felt like he probably never would have.

It was…there were definitely emotions going around, and Kon hadn’t been expecting the Tim-therapy session. Not that he wasn’t grateful for it; Rob tended to avoid emotions like the plague in some awful attempt to follow the Big Bad Bat himself.

Aside from the banger talk about feelings, his life for three days involved nothing but being Tim’s teddy bear basically. 

Which, if he had to rate it, was an 8/10 job; he’d gladly do it all the time if Tim was normally this touchy.

Tim’s Heat faded out, though, and Kon found himself missing it already.

Hmm. Only one thing to do then.

“Hey-can I be your Heat buddy for the next one?”

Tim snorted, burrowing his head further into Kon’s chest.

“Sure, bro; can’t guarantee I’ll want ‘fun times’ though,” the Omega lifted his head and waggled his eyebrows in an exact copy from one of Kon’s newest most embarrassing moments.

Kon felt himself flush, cursed Clark’s genes, and gently shoved Rob’s head back onto his chest.

The Omega responded by going boneless and Purring even louder, effectively trapping the Super in place.

“…Stupid. I actually like seeing you comfortable for once, if you don’t wanna fuck that’s fine.” Kon mumbled, feeling himself grow even warmer as the flush spread.

The Purring hiccuped, stopping briefly, before Tim’s arms tightened around him and it started up again.

“I’m happy you found yourself, man,” Kon said quietly, staring at the ceiling.

“…Samesies.”

“…Dude. Did you just ‘samesies’ me-“

“-Shut up!”

[sitp-recs]

Smut & Fic

Rules: pick any ten fics, select some smut or pre-smut dialogue, and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, feel free to share anyway!

I was tagged by the lovely @skeptiquewrites who asked about my single PWP recs - it was so fun to put this together! I’ve decided to link ten of my smut recs following my own favorite banners, and quote some of my favourite lines. The good thing about not being an author is that I don’t have to care much about context, romance or aesthetics here - I can just focus on that hot dirty talk and be on my way, you’re all welcome 😂 tagging whoever wants to join, and also no-pressure tagging @writcraft, @danpuff-ao3, @lqtraintracks, @wolfpants and @sorrybutblog if you haven’t done it yet :)

Matched Set by astolat | My rec

Quote: “I don’t mind, Potter. You can give it a pull, too, if you want to know what a big one feels like.”

Patient, Hungry, Waiting by @shealwaysreads | My rec

Quote: “Oh,” Potter breathed, as Draco drew closer still. “Somehow I don’t think your social saviour routine was quite as benevolent as you present it.” Draco hummed, pleased, as he hooked his fingers into Potters belt-loops. “It’s like you know me,” he whispered as he leant in to bring their mouths together.

(Un)Calculated Risk by @l0vegl0wsinthedark | My rec

Quote: “You’re like an animal,” Draco said, talking over the devastated little cry that he’d nearly let out. “Only animals eat arse with this sort of unapologetic enthusiasm.”

heavy by @onbeinganangel | My rec

Quote: “I like everything you do to me,” Potter replies in that way that is so quintessentially him — both honest and disarming, all at the same time, and Draco’s pulse quickens.

You Either Fuck or You Get Fucked by @fw00shy | My rec

Quote: He wrapped a hand around Harry's cock between them before thrusting once, cradling the back of Harry’s neck in his hand. “How’s that? You like it? Like that Malfoy dick?”

"Hate it. Don’t stop." Harry’s eyes were watering."

Tense by Faith Wood | My rec

Quote: Potter seemed to consider this for a moment. "Your cock. In me. Now," was what he came up with. "Sounds like a telegram," Draco mused. "Lacks please."

Teeth by Amelior8or | My Rec

Quote: “It’s okay,” Harry croaks, his thrusts all-consuming but somehow tender, shy. “I promise it’s okay. I’ve got you. I won’t let you go.” Draco hiccups into something that is too close to a sob, pinches his eyes shut against what threatens to burst out. “I’m so hard to hold.”

break the bad luck in my life by seaworn | My Rec

Quote: “Yes,” Potter nodded his head, kissing Draco’s jaw before kissing him on the mouth again, big palms cupping Draco’s chin. “Always so put together. You’re so pale, Malfoy. I can’t wait to mess you up,” he mumbled against Draco’s mouth.

Bonus: 2 delicious age gap smut because it wouldn’t be me otherwise 😌

Team Players by @shiftylinguini | My Rec

Ship: established James/Teddy, James/Oliver

Quote: “See, that’s when I stopped being jealous,” Teddy went on, in a low tone. “Seeing you take it and moan like it was the best fucking thing that had ever happened to you.”

Euphoria by birdsofshore | My Rec

Ship: established Albus/Scorpius, Albus/Draco

Quote: "Please." I can see Al's legs quivering. They must be getting tired, hooked over Father's shoulders like that for so long. "Please, Draco. Fuck me. Fuck me some more."

[aetherswhxre]

But how do we feel about dew x reader x rain because that idea has me in a chokehold. Can be nsfw and sfw

Here you go! I went with more NSFW because I do want people to know this is a safe place for their wicked desires when it comes to the ghouls! Thank you for requesting and if you wanted more leaning relationship headcannons, let me know!

- So Ghouls are naturally very competitive when it comes down to literally anything. They have this sense that everything is theirs and that they must fight to protect it. Think feral times a thousand. So when Dew and Rain find out about you, boy you’re in for a wild ride.

- Between the two, one might think of Rain as the more submissive one. While that may be true in certain aspects, Rain is going to find a way to get what he wants. He can be very persuasive. He listens and watches social cues. If he sees that you clearly favor Dew more than him, he will back off respectfully. But if he notices that you fancy him equally as much as Dew, then he's going to fight for you. Dew on the other hand is the closest thing we know to a wild animal. The only thing going through his brain at any given moment when you’re around is ‘mine mine mine mine’. He’s very selfish. He preens at your attention and it fuels the fire demon on, determined to get your attention more than Rain.

- But when Dew notices that you share equal amounts of attention to Rain as you do him, all hell is going to break loose.

- It is probably going to start off with sleeping with Dew first as he has the higher sex drive between the two. He is going to make sure to mark you up though as a way to poke fun at Rain. He will also scent you, knowing Rain would be able to smell him on you from a mile away. During your fuckfest with the Ghoul, he’d constantly ask you, “who do you belong to? Who’s fucking you this good right now?” He’d be determined to hear you say and chant his name like a mantra.

- Rain would be next. Rain would start sleeping with you to spite Dew. He would want to show him that he’s not all that. Rain is the more submissive one, yes, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to let you go so easily. Rain is petty. Dew wants to scent you and mark you up? Well two can play that game. While Dew is more obvious, marking you in areas that can be seen (like your neck and chest), Rain marks you up in places he knows Dew will eventually see. Prepare to have bite marks all along your thighs and stomach. And sometimes your ass. I don’t make the rules, don't shoot the messenger.

- One day, petty Rain would overhear you talking to a fellow sibling of sin about how you planned on visiting Dew that night. And then his plan would start concocting. He’d come to you that night, shortly before he knew you’d be heading out to see Dew. He’d shut the door behind him, taking note of the way you rolled your stockings up your thigh. “Going somewhere?” he’d taunt, cocking his head to the side. He’d crawl over you, forcing you onto your back, parallel to the door. He’d known Dew would come looking for you, one of his favorite sisters of sin. And after he had undressed you and spent a delicious amount of time between your thighs, he would hear the fast approaching footsteps of his fellow Ghoul.

- The sight that lay before Dew was one that he would burn into the back of his mind forever when he opened that door. You lay on your back, head thrown into the pillows, one hand cupping your own breast and the other reaching between your legs to tug on the Ghouls dark locks. The obscene slurping sounds that coupled with your breathy moans was a sound that he swore could have sent him reeling. The air around the fire demon would grow hot as he marched up to the bed, grabbing Rain by the shoulders to toss him clean across the room, not caring at the way his shoulder made a cracking sound against the hard concrete.

- Dew would bare his teeth and growl once Rain regained his footing and stared Dew down. You had been in shock at the whole ordeal and pulled the blankets up to your chest to hide your modesty. “Dew what the hell?!” you’d call out to him. His head would snap towards you as he turned his body, reaching out to grab a fistful of the comforter. With one simple tug, he pulled the blanket from you, dropping it to the floor. “You,” he growled, “were supposed to be mine tonight.” He cracked his neck as he gave a warning look to the ghoul behind him. He crawled onto the bed, his increasingly hot skin connecting with yours as he shoved you on your back by your shoulder. “But instead I find you here with your legs spread like a little whore, all for another Ghoul.”

- You’d gasp as you felt his forked tongue glide over your neck. “Does he fuck you better than I do? Does he make you see stars like I do?” When you didn’t respond, he’d pull away slightly to land a reasonably hard slap to your cunt. “Answer me.” You'd cry out, shaking your head, refusing to answer. He’d stop all movements, cocking his head to the side.

- He would fully pull away from you, detaching himself from your body as he walked over to Rain. Dew would cup the prominent bulge in Rain’s black pants and squeeze, earning a hiss out of the fellow Ghoul. “Fine,” he’d say, “I want to watch him fuck you. To see for myself if he’s better than me.” Dew would unbutton Rain’s pants and jerk them to the ground, exposing the fellow ghoul to the heated air of the room. He would then saunter over to the edge of the bed and sit, gesturing to you. “Fuck her, Rain.”

- Smiling coyly, Rain would finish undressing and make his way to you. once again crawling over you. “Don’t throw a hissy fit when she screams my name louder than yours.”

- And then the long night would begin. Rain would fuck you first, his head buried in your neck as he fucked you within an inch of unconsciousness. He would be determined to prove a point. And not even a moment after Rain had climaxed, he was once again being ripped away from you and he would watch as Dew would flip you over. Somewhere in the midst of the night, Dew had lost his clothing as well. He would fuck into you from behind, his hand on the back of your neck, holding your head to the sheets. At this point you would probably have become a crying mess. Most likely overstimulated as well.

- Dew would make sure you cum before him, wanting you to become a slumped mess for him to fuck himself into. And by the end of it, you wouldn’t be able to feel anything below your waist. Rain would have collected you into his arms and held you against him as you shook, coming down from the extreme highs the two of them had put you through. Dew would slump against your hip, tracing small circles with his claw on your hip bone.

- After about 20 minutes of silence, Dew would chime in, “so, who was the best?” And when you tell him that you couldn’t choose and that you enjoyed both of them equally, you half expected Dew to throw a fit. But instead, you’d feel him shake slightly against your leg, laughing softly. “Not even going to front, doll, watching him fuck you made my entire century.”

- From that point on, there would still be a competition between the two ghouls but more often than not, the two of them would agree to share you. And most nights they would come to you together to spend the night, taking turns destroying your body and each other.

- One night you had the privilege of seeing Rain get topped by Dew. Rain would fuck you as Dew fucked into him. It was quite the night.

[specialinterestshows]

A smutty little section of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic. Enjoy, babes!

Warnings for this section: kink (begging, BDSM, praise)

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 12 of ?): Eradic-Ate-Her

“Aren’t you hungry?” you ask Rhea.

She had come up behind you in the kitchen just as you’d placed the flowers in water. Planting gentle kisses down the side of your neck, her strong hands held your hips. The to-go bags you’d both gotten before getting to your apartment were on the counter next to you, and the food smelled delicious.

“Of course I’m hungry,” she muttered, “And I think you know exactly what I want to eat.”

Turning to face her, you reach under your dress and slide down your panties, watching her stare at you like you’re irresistible.

“Please, Mami,” you breathe, aching for her touch, “May I have your mouth?”

Rhea kisses you, grabbing your ass briefly with one hand and clearing a space on the counter with the other. Lifting you easily, she sits you down on the clear surface and you hold onto the edge as she does.

“Now how could I possibly say no to such a good girl?” is the last thing you hear before your own sounds fill the space.

Teeth gently biting the inside of your thighs, Rhea holds your legs apart, barely teasing you with her fingers. Whining, you grip the edge of the counter and try to grind against her hand. The moment you do her fingers retract, replaced by her warm, soft mouth.

“Oh, god, Mami,” you moan as she starts flicking her tongue, “that feels so good.”

Humming to express her satisfaction with your words, her mouth begins to vibrate around you as she starts moving faster. Losing all grasp on language, you can’t seem to stop the desperate noises that left your body as you twitch, writhing in pleasure. It was as if the world around you became more and more vibrant with each wave that swept over you.

Sharp, black nails run softly, dangerously up your thighs. You would tell her she was welcome to break skin if you could remember how to speak. Suddenly, all sensation stops and you whine, looking down at Rhea. She chuckles sadistically, a gleam in her eye.

“Before we keep going, Mami has a rule for you, sweet girl,” she revels in the desperation in your eyes, “When you’re getting close to coming, you have to beg me to let you come” - her smile widens as you squirm at the thought - “and if you come without permission, Mami is going to punish you. Got it?”

Biting your lip, you hear yourself say “Yes, Mami,” words dripping with desire.

“Good girl,” Rhea purrs, wasting no time putting her mouth and hands on you again.

It doesn’t take long before you’re writhing under her touch, feeling your pleasure build.

“Mmm, please Mami, may I come?” you moan loudly.

“Already?” Rhea’s hand keeps you just on the edge as she frees up her mouth, “You can wait a bit longer, can’t you?”

Whining loudly, you ask again, “Please Mami? I’m so close”

“Hmmm,” she considers your request, hands not pausing for a second, “… Okay. Come for me.”

Her mouth disappears underneath the hem of your dress again, making you come almost on contact. Rhea’s pleased hums made the pleasure so intense, the sound that left your throat didn’t sound human. Tongue not stopping, she moves her hands to grip your thighs, keeping you more or less in place as you convulse. You can’t remember the last time you came for so long. Once your aftershocks have lessened, Rhea stands up and kisses you deeply, prying your lips apart with her tongue, making you taste yourself. You make a mental note to wipe down the counter later.

“Even better than I remembered,” she says, peppering your face with soft, gentle kisses, hands on your waist, “Such a good girl for Mami.”

You can’t contain the widening smile on your face, and you don’t want to; how else were you supposed to react to such an amazing time?

“Ready for some real food now that you’ve had an appetizer?” you joke, sliding off the counter to pick up your underwear.

“Hell yes,” Rhea replies, giving your butt a squeeze as you bend over before grabbing some food from the to-go bags.

After changing into new panties, you grab some food for yourself and head over to join Rhea on the couch. Noticing her eyes on your body, you put a little extra swing in your hips. The moment you set your food on the table, she pulls you onto her lap.

“So handsy!” you say, giggling.

“Hey, I could only get a few days off,” Rhea responds, arms wrapping around your waist, “I’m definitely going to make the most of it.”

[end part twelve of ?]

Part 13: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/724485023768657920/absolute-smokeshow-part-13-seeing-green

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Tag List (thank you!)

@cherryberryshine , @littlemiss-fanficlover , @elisewithak

[eadanga]

The Royal Romance Part 7

Liam dusts himself off as they start to walk down the street to the pastry shop. Riley walks beside him smiling “You’ve got a leaf in your hair”

Liam feels his face heat up as she gets closer and reaches to pull a leaf out of his hair he inhales her scent God she’s so intoxicating if we were alone the things I would do to her He smiles as Riley pulls the leaf out his hair

“There you go”

“Thank you Riley you’re very kind”

“It was my pleasure”

As they continue to walk Maxwell grins “Is it me of is it more fun to be out a night when you’re also breaking the rules?”

Hana giggles “It’s more fun when you know your heading to something delicious”

Liam nods “After a day spent answering the press and the queen this is the sweetest freedom”

Riley grins “And it’s about to get sweeter”

They approach the pastry shop and Maxwell shouts “We need all your finest cronuts please!”

Riley and Liam laugh as Hana speaks “I think you’re supposed to go to the counter not just shout from the doorway”

Drake shakes his head “Like normal people”

Riley smiles “I’ll take care of this you guys take a seat”

Liam chooses a spot by the window and they all take a seat. He watches Riley as she orders the cronuts and smiles

Maxwell leans in and whispers “So Riley is really something right?”

“Hm? Oh yeah she’s great”

“Seems like Riley doesn’t have a chair” He grabs a chair and puts it next to Liam

Liam raises an eyebrow “Maxwell what are you doing?”

“Oh I’m not doing anything”

Liam chuckles “You’re a terrible liar” He smiles “Thanks anyway”

Riley returns to the table and takes as seat next to Liam he drapes his arm around the back of the chair she leans in closer to him and he grins Wish she was closer “Well these look delicious”

Drake eyes them suspiciously “What’s more important is how they taste let me at them” He reaches for one

Riley nods “All together”

Liam counts “1”

Hana smiles “2”

“3” Before Drake can finish Maxwell immediately takes a bite

“Delicious!”

Drake frowns “Maxwell!”

Liam can’t help but chuckle as Maxwell grins “I regret nothing! Mmmmm so flaky crusty glazed cloud of flavor!”

Hana smiles “I must take these back home I’ve never had anything so light so fluffy and sweet”

Liam smiles “These rival finest pastries from the palace chefs even Drake is smiling”

“What who doesn’t love a good dessert?"

****

Riley smiles as she them enjoy the cronuts “I’m glad you all are enjoying them I like they make it here even better than New York”

Maxwell grins “The last time I had something this good Bertrand hired a pastry chef from a Michelin starred restaurant to make his birthday cake”

Riley looks at him surprised “Wait are you saying Bertrand actually used to have fun? The same Bertrand who’s been lecturing me all week?”

Maxwell nods “Heh yeah he wasn’t always like he is now”

Liam nods “There was a time when Bertrand would’ve been here with us now”

Riley’s eyes widen “Really?”

Liam sighs “Yes we were close once but he’s grown distant over the pass few years”

Maxwell smiles “Aw Bertrand gonna be fine he’s sorting some things out you know what I’ll even bring him back a cronut”

Hana smiles “That’s sweet of you”

Drake scoffs “It’s a noble thought but we’ll see if that cronut actually makes it back to the palace”

Maxwell raises an eyebrow “I hope you’re not implying I’ll eat my brother’s cronut”

“Wouldn’t you?”

Maxwell pauses and Riley can’t help but snicker “…Well it’s the thought that counts”

Hana grins “Can’t believe mine’s gone already it was delicious”

Riley grins “What did I tell you? Have faith in me”

Maxwell grins “That’s was a treat thanks Riley!”

Drake smiles “We should sneak out more often”

Liam smiles “I wish I could”

****

Liam takes a handkerchief out of his pocket and wipes his mouth as Hana looks out the window

“Wow it’s gotten so late”

Liam stands “We should head back”

Riley smirks “Don’t want the kingdom to panic over it’s missing prince?”

Liam chuckles then nods “Precisely I’ve already been gone for some time”

Drake smirks “Historians will tell the day when Cordonia nearly collapsed because the Prince went out for cronuts”

Liam chokes back a laugh “Maybe it’s not that bad but we really should be heading back to the palace”

They all head out the café and begin to walk down the street and a figure appears

Liam’s eyes widen “Bastien? What are you doing here?”

“Couldn’t have you go anyway without your security”

Liam sighs “How did you know?”

Bastien chuckles “Please your highness I was assigned to your brother before this I’ve seen every trick in the book”

“I’m sorry to have troubled you”

Bastien waves away his apology grinning “Like I said I was assigned to your brother compared to him this was hardly any trouble but…”

“We should be getting back I know”

“You go an ahead I’ll walk behind and keep an eye on things”

Liams nods “Thank you Bastien”

They continue to walk Liam notices Riley slowing down to walk next to him “This was an excellent idea”

“I thought we could use a little fun”

Liam grins “It’s more than that it’s really seeing everything” He looks around “It’s strange I’m a potential leader of my country and yet there’s still so much I haven’t experienced”

Riley grins “Well I’ll be your escape in your own backyard”

Liam chuckles then smiles “You have no idea how happy I am to have you here being an icon robs me of certain luxuries liking visiting going out with friends” He smirks “Spending time with you”

Riley blushes “Liam you know you should be fair to the other ladies”

“Maybe I don’t have to when I’m outside the palace”

“Oooh scandalous”

Liam smiles as he takes her hand and squeezes it “Riley thank you for another rare glimpse beyond my princely world”

Maxwell turns and waves “Hey you two you’re falling behind catch up or we’ll leave you!”

 Liam sighs Thanks for ruining the moment Maxwell “Looks like we better close the distance” He suck a breath Oh I shouldn’t have said that it implies I want to kiss her which I do so badly He looks over and sees Riley smiling

“But not so fast I want to hang onto these precious moments”

Liam let’s out a sigh of relief then smiles “I will oblige my lady”

****

Riley wakes up the next day to knocking on the door Ugh who is that it’s so early She sleepily gets up and opens the door and sees Maxwell and Bertrand

Maxwell grins “Rise and Shine Riley!”

Riley groans as she walks back to the bed and sits down

Bertrand sighs “I’ll assume that’s the appropriate morning greeting followed by use of my title”

“What is it? Why are we up at this time?”

Maxwell smiles “We just heard where the next social event is gonna be and if we wanna get there before anyone else we should get packed it’s gonna be fun”

Riley yawns as she stretches “Where are we going?”

“To the northern region of Cordonia to the snow!”

Riley smiles “I love the snow”

Bertrand shakes his head “I wouldn’t celebrate too soon the family that’s hosting us up there the place we’ll be staying at belongs to the Lythikos duchy”

Lythikos why does that sound familiar Riley raises an eyebrow “That means?”

“That you’re about to go straight to Olivia’s home territory if you want time with Prince Liam you’re gonna have to beat her at her own game”

Riley frowns I knew I shouldn’t have asked “…Crap”

Tags: @indiacater @mfackenthal @the-soot-sprite @iaminlovewithtrr

[skullsandwineglasses]

Immortal Samsara (2022) - Review

Who is this drama for? I wouldn’t recommend this drama for first time xianxia watchers since there are better ones, nor would I recommend it to veteran xianxia watchers precisely because there are better ones. 

This was a frustratingly slow and draggy drama to watch, but I can’t deny that there are some good moments that I did really enjoy. I’ve defended this drama, but I’ve also went on a lot of rants about this drama. 

My take-home advice is to give the first 11 episodes a shot. These 11 episodes will make or break the drama for you. The entire story basically hinges on whether you believe in the chemistry between the main ship up until this point. If you’re not feeling the main couple by then, you’re not going to find the mental perseverance to get through the remaining 48 episodes. 

Episode 15 is when the “turning point” happens, i.e., when the FL Yan Dan yeets herself off a cliff. You know, the typical maneuver that xianxia FLs do in hopes of ending the pain, but it instead just leads her into her second arc. The FL continues suffering until episode 18. The main leads don’t reunite in the mortal realm until episode 22. In the meantime, the SML is given a chance (a whole 4 episodes) to develop his relationship for the FL. He becomes almost insignificant for the rest of the drama (more about his laughably poor characterization later). 

Plot

The beginning of this drama makes you feel deja vu if you’ve watched other xianxias, There’s a cold and repressed god of war, a naive and innocent and bubbly young fairy, a jealous love rival, a jealous sister, and a heavenly rule that deities aren’t allowed to fall in love. It also felt like a harem drama at times, with two women scheming against the FL for the ML’s attention. In the background, there’s the typical war brewing between the heavenly and demon realms, but the war isn’t interesting enough to hold your attention. There’s no intrigue or suspense or stakes that are built up. The only intrigue there is is how the ML is the descendent of the Asura clan, and almost no one in the heavenly realm knows about this. 

The SML is introduced as being unconditionally loyal to the FL, and we’re shown that the FL has a goal of her own: to become a renowned playwright. 

What I do applaud this drama for is how the ML and SML never once believe in any of the schemes or accusations made against the FL, and even though the ML and SML are love rivals, they have a very supportive and brotherly relationship. No jealousy between them. So there are very little misunderstandings in this regard. The angst instead stems from a character’s decision of trying to protect another, but then inadvertently causing them pain. 

It’s a very predictable xianxia with lots of tropes, and I’m not sure I would have watched it if it weren’t for Cheng Yi and Yang Zi. 

This drama is mainly just Cheng Yi fan service tbh. I feel like Love and Redemption should almost be mandatory viewing to determine whether you like that kind of whumpy, tragic hero character, and then Ashes of Love being the second prerequisite to see if you like Yang Zi playing a naive and bubbly fairy (to her benefit, Yang Zi plays a much more self-aware character in Immortal Samsara). And then once you've warmed up to the idea of both actors being paired together in a frustratingly slow but deliciously angsty drama, then you can give this a shot.

As you can see, there are a lot of preconditions required in order to entertain the possibility of somewhat enjoying this drama.

But, the plot does take an interesting and somewhat unique turn between episodes 10 and 18. Ying Yuan, the ML, is injured, poisoned, blinded, and dying from the war. He hides from the heavenly realm and ties himself to the spirit tree in Diya (地崖) (which apparently translated as being the land under heaven based on subs I’ve seen, although I’d probably translate it to the “end of the earth/land”) in order to prevent himself from hurting others. 

Yan Dan finds him, disguises her voice so that he doesn’t recognize her, but he does anyway and doesn’t tell her. They fall (more deeply) in love during their time together here until their blissful days come to a head when he can no longer contain the poison in his body. 

Yan Dan gives him half her heart to save him, but her sister is accused of breaking heavenly rules. Yan Dan takes the blame and punishment instead, while her sister takes the credit. Yan Dan thinks that Ying Yuan has mistaken her sister for her and is heartbroken. Yan Dan is then further accused of another crime, and Ying Yuan decides that the best way to protect her is to agree to punish her (so that people won’t suspect that they’re in love with each other). But his secret plan is to waive the punishment anyway, but she doesn’t know that because he doesn’t tell her. Sound familiar? This is almost exactly what happens in Love and Destiny (ML plans to “execute” the FL so that she can go to the mortal realm, he informs of her the plan, but doesn’t realize that she has gone deaf by that point and so was not able to learn of his plan). Same thing happens in Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms where the ML thinks that taking the FL’s eyes is worth it if he can keep her alive. In Journey of Flower Bai Zi Hua punishes Hua Qian Gu with the sword he gifted her because it’s a less painful and damaging punishment than the nails. 

In xianxia, the main angst comes from having to hurt the one you love in order to protect them. Very sadistic stuff. Choosing the lesser of two evils, but pain is pain. 

While I’m usually fine with how this is done in other xianxias, I really dislike this trope in TMOPB. The ML still thinks he can continue to be with the FL after he takes her eyes and gives them to someone else in the name of trying to protect her. The audacity. (I still re-watch that scene from time to time though lol)

But in Immortal Samsara, the ML’s aim is make the FL fall out of love with him, which is why he’s keeping his distance (though failing) and why he says he’ll carry out the punishment but plans to wave it when they get on the execution stage. 

And then where it gets especially juicy is when the FL throws herself off the bridge of oblivion. Sure, we’ve seen this happen many times before, even in non-xianxia dramas, but where this shakes you to the core is when the FL has to traverse the Forgetting River/River of Memories until she purges her memories from this life so that she can crossover and reincarnate into the mortal realm. But!! The FL is unable to forget, so she keeps walking this river for 900 years until she loses her sight and almost all of her senses and her shoes have long worn away, leaving her scraping barefoot on the rock and ice.

During this time, the ML was told that he can’t stay to watch her walk the river, because his presence would make it hard for her to forget. So he leaves, specifically requests to take the love punishment so that everyone knows he broke the heavenly rule of not falling in love, locks his memories of her in his immortal soul so that no one can take them away from him, re-seals the heavenly pillar that she used her energy to protect while he was off at war, and then finally falls into a 900-year coma because he’s basically lost the will to go on. 

Her friend finds out she’s never been able to cross over during these 900 years, so he rushes to wake the ML up (with her sister’s help). The ML rushes to help her cross over before her soul is forever scattered and lost, and he is devastated by the sight of the state that she’s fallen in. He realizes that he’s made a huge mistake. He erases her memories of them so that she can cross over and be a carefree flower demon spirit in the mortal realm. 

And this is where the drama peaked. 

The FL truly does become a carefree flower demon spirit. She has no memories, no name, and no idea of what she is or where she came from. She doesn’t know what love and pain are, but she is determined to learn more about the human condition so that she can write better plays. 

She bonds with the SML and then meets the ML again, who has reincarnated to the mortal realm without his memories. And history repeats itself. They fall in love again, in a similar enemies-to-lovers manner as when they were in the heavenly realm. 

The drama becomes an adventure quest story in the mortal realm and takes a light-hearted turn. It’s almost as though the drama changed genres halfway through. 

This would have been fine if the side stories were any good. But they were just so boring and didn’t contribute anything meaningful to the leads’ relationship development, despite the cute, funny, and playful interactions. 

The mortal arc goes on until episode 38 (and beyond), which is the end of Part 1, where Yan Dan regains her memories. That’s 20 episodes of boring missions that the 3 leads go on. The only saving grace is their interactions with each other, but for one of the quests/mysteries, Yan Dan is turned into her flower form, so she’s not even there in person to interact with the ML and SML. 

And then this drama goes even further downhill after episode 38. The mortal continues until episode 46 when Tang Zhou becomes Ying Yuan again. It becomes very clear who is the ultimate villain and mastermind is, but they keep dragging it out. There are long expositional speeches and monologues where everyone else just stands there and listens as the villains recounts what happened. There was a whole episode where they were just arguing with each other in the heavenly court. There’s another episode devoted to the the backstory of the ML’s parents, which probably would have been cut if Cheng Yi wasn’t the one playing the father. The main couple gets less and less screen time, and their chemistry wavers. 

Editing gets weird and choppy where it’s obvious that chunks of the plot were cut out. But considering how unnecessarily draggy the drama already is despite all the cuts they made, I guess I shouldn’t be too critical of the editing. At least they tried to cut as much as they could without interrupting flow. It was messy, but the audience is smart enough to full in the gaps and guess what happened in the cut scenes. 

And then there’s the logic. Or rather, lack of logic. When Yan Dan regains her memories, she seems to regain some of her immortal powers too? Just because she has knowledge of the spells and magic? Ying Yuan is able to destroy his immortal spirit and then re-cultivate it quickly enough to face the villain again? But then he needs to destroy it again to keep the peace between the realms? But then he cultivates it again to come back to life in the epilogue/extra scenes? So is it actually impossible for him to ever die? Is he just the most immortal of all immortals because he has mixed blood? What about Yan Dan then? How was she, a simple flower spirit, able to withstand that many inquiries and assault? Is it because she hails from the four-leaved lotus flower medicine clan? Lots of guess work here. 

And apparently the heavenly emperor never truly died? His spirit was just locking the Asura blood in Ying Yuan? So once his spirit was released, he came back to life? I feel like they brought him back to life so that Ying Yuan didn’t have to take on the responsibility of being emperor. 

And Lu Ming just died so unceremoniously? So easily? I also feel like Zhi Xi’s death also wasn’t necessary to hold off the fake heavenly emperor. It was just a plot device to finish off her redemption arc. But sure, I guess. 

The ending is a hot mess. Why were Yan Dan and Ying Yuan wearing red like they were about to get married when they’re going into battle? The final face down with Huan Qin was so lacklustre. There was no buildup to a plan. They just suddenly knew what to do to take him down. 

But, you can argue that you don’t watch xianxia for the intrigue or the villains. So how’s the romance?

Chemistry

It comes and goes. As someone who likes both Yang Zi and Cheng Yi, I went into this drama with the mindset of wanting to ship their characters. But the chemistry was slow to buildup. It took me 10 episodes before I was finally on board. 

And then the chemistry broke down and restarted all over again in the mortal realm. Their initial meeting was...fine, I guess? I don’t know, I guess I just expected more angst and tension. There was a brief moment of recognition, especially on Tang Zhou’s part because she reminds him of the woman who haunts his dreams, but there was just something lacking here. But they do grow on you again as they interact with each other more. 

And then the chemistry falls apart again after episode 38. I get that Yan Dan is repressing her feelings, but sometimes it’s hard to tell whether she still loves him or if she’s just helping him out of a sense of duty. 

I heard the Ying Yuan isn’t the ML in the book but rather she ends up with Yu Mo. Maybe some of her indifference for Ying Yuan in the book carried over into the drama’s script, and so we get this hot and cold mess of unreadable emotions. 

And then the chemistry just further deteriorates when the drama focuses less and less on Yan Dan and her love story and more on Ying Yuan’s parents and the villain’s story. 

Overall, the chemistry is good once you accept it (I’ve been rewatching their scenes together several times already), but it could be better. It falters and is inconsistent. They made Yan Dan be detached and hesitant for far too long in the last half of the drama. 

On the other hand, their chemistry in the BTS is great. I think the reason why I’ve been talking about the drama for this long is because the BTS are giving me extra content to watch. Yang Zi and Cheng Yi are hella comedic and chaotic when they’re together. Cheng Yi talks a mile a minute non-stop that sometimes Yang Zi can’t even catch up with him. It’s clear how comfortable he is working with an old friend. 

Characters

Yan Dan

Honestly, probably the least interesting xianxia FL. While I appreciate that she has a non-romantic personal goal at the beginning of becoming a playwright, she seems to have completely abandoned this goal after episode 38 when things get “serious” and she regains her memories. I know that some people criticize her lack of physical growth because she doesn’t work on improving her powers and she always puts herself in situations to be rescued or protected, which in turns distracts the ML and SML and holds them back, but I can overlook that. 

Instead, my issue with her character development is her loss of emotion, initiation, and passion. She becomes a more passive character in the second half, usually reacting to things. The times when she exerts the most agency is when she’s protecting the ML. She comes up with clever schemes that neither the ML or SML have thought of, but she takes a backseat to the ML’s story in the second half. She has little growth and no interesting backstory. She became more of a love interest for the ML by the end as opposed to a leading character.

I also don’t know if I’m convinced that Yan Dan would want to sacrifice herself to join Ying Yuan in death. At the beginning, sure, probably, but she’s been been through so much since then. But Yan Dan ends up destroying the half heart that her sister gave her. So who's gonna be left to remember her sister? And she literally promised 2 episodes ago that she'll appreciate life and live it to fullest on her behalf. And after nearly 20 episodes of indifference and hesitation towards Ying Yuan, Yan Dan finally realized how much she loves him and can't live without him? Couldn’t they have built this up more in the previous episode besides the single kiss they had, where she left immediately after?

But I feel like the drama is just biased towards the ML in general. I mean, Yu Mo's character was also reduced so significantly by the end. You can tell that they cut a lot of his scenes. They could have completely removed his character in the last few episodes and it probably wouldn't have affected the plot too much. So, bad character development is not exclusive to Yan Dan. 

But I do think Yan Dan is a tolerable and watchable character. She doesn’t make frustrating decisions due to poor judgement, like the FLs do in Ashes of Love and Love and Redemption. Those FLs were very polarizing because their emotions and maturity were stunted at the beginning. Yan Dan is quite smart in comparison. She just doesn’t have a very interesting arc, because all the focus and resources have been directed towards the ML. 

Yang Zi acted her heart out though. Despite the rumours that she didn’t want to do this drama and that she only did it because she was contractually obliged to, she really gave it her all and seemed to really enjoy herself on set. Much respect for acting the hell out of this and putting in her best into a bad script where she become the second fiddle to the ML by the end. 

Ying Yuan/Tang Zhou

I mean, what is there really to criticize? YY/TZ tried his best and you really can’t blame him for anything that happened. Deities aren’t allowed to fall in love, but he did, and he tried his best to protect Yan Dan while still staying responsible to his duties to protect the Three Realms. 

He couldn’t just abandon his duties to be with YD, and so he chose to let her go, which is a way of freeing her as well. I guess his biggest mistake was not checking the River of Memories sooner to make sure she really did cross over before falling into a coma. But I guess you wouldn’t have the angst otherwise.  

I enjoyed Love and Destiny, but in that drama, the ML selfishly joined the FL in the moral realm to be with her, which ended up messing her emotionally. In Journey of Flower, the ML refuses to be together with the FL, but keeps her on a tight leash to supervisor her in the name of protecting the world from her. 

Ying Yuan never thought about secretly keeping tabs and stalking Yan Dan. When he let her go, he truly wanted to let her go for her own good. He just never imagined that his memories would be forcefully blocked when he was sent to the mortal realm and end up falling for her again. (But I guess you can also make the argument that if had gone down with his memories in tact, he may not have resisted checking up on Yan Dan, since Lu Ming did tell him to look after Yan Dan). 

In any case, Tang Zhou is who Ying Yuan truly wants to be. It’s the uninhibited version of himself, and his true self wants nothing other than to love and protect Yan Dan. A love letter to her. 

Not once did he feel stifling, although others may disagree. 

And Cheng Yi delivered everything. A performance that may rival his performance in LnR. He plays a similar whumpy, tragic hero. You see so many different emotional sides of him. He goes through so much growth, and it’s fun watching how stoic he is at the beginning and then flip to an episode where he’s playful and lovesick Tang Zhou and then flip to an episode where he’s back as Ying Yuan, but flirty. 

Yu Mo

He’s neither a character that I like nor hate. He’s just kinda...there. He’s the most supportive supporting character who unconditionally protects Yan Dan, and eventually Ying Yuan as well. Heck, his last lines in the final episode were of him sprawled out on the ground screaming out their names. And he’s the one who safeguarded their incense burner with the remnants of their souls so that they could recultivate. 

But he’s just such a bland character that I feel sorry for Ray Chang. The drama never gives him a chance. Ying Yuan is just too good that you never feel SML syndrome despite how wholesome Yu Mo is. 

And it’s funny how there’s always a convenient excuse for Yu Mo to not join them so that they can get some alone time together. 

YY/YD: We need to investigate! 

Yu Mo: I’ll come too!

YY/YD: No, you need to stay back to look after the YeLan Mountain. 

Yu Mo: You’re right! But be safe!

I read on comment on bilibili that was like, why did Yu Mo need to cut off his horn in order to smash through the heavenly seal? Why couldn’t he just bang his head against the dome? It’d have the same effect. I lol’d. 

Other supporting characters: One-dimensional and predictable. Yan Dan’s sister Zhi Xi has a formulaic redemption arc. 

The story of Ying Yuan’s parents is interesting, but it’s just more unnecessary narrative fat. 

Music: Unremarkable. It doesn’t evoke the same swell of emotions or knot in your stomach that other xianxia OSTs do. 

Overall:

It’s hard for me to recommend this drama in good conscience, especially with the way it ends. The extra 15 minutes don’t really make up for it. Definitely not for anyone who's never watched xianxia because I don’t know if it’ll ruin your impression of xianxias in general. If you're a fan of Yang Zi or Cheng Yi's previous xianxia dramas, then the first 18 episodes are worth a shot, and then the remaining should be skimmed with low expectations. It really tests your patience. I've been trying to defend it, but honestly it's not worth the time and mental energy. I also didn’t watch any other dramas while watching this, so it was easy for me to hyperfixate. 

Pros: Lots of xianxia tropes (3 lives, memory loss, sacrifices, jumping off of high elevations due to a misunderstanding, the jealous but one-dimensional love rival), minimal misunderstandings (besides the turning point), no frustrating mistakes and decisions, good communication between characters, teamwork. The chemistry is good, but it’s contingent on the first 10 episodes. 

Cons: A simple and predictable story, slow and draggy pacing, weird editing, questionable plot and character development, lots of unnecessary scenes and episodes. It’s not as nuanced or unique as Love and Redemption or Ancient Love Poetry. 

But to its credit, Immortal Samsara is a lot more re-watchable than Ancient Love Poetry. I don’t think I’ve ever gone back to re-watch Ancient Love Poetry since finishing it, despite my praise for it when I watched it last year. Heck, Ten Miles of Peach Blossom is my least favourite xianxia and yet I’ve re-watched it a few times just for Yang Mi and Mark Chao. I guess the leads of ALP and their chemistry just don’t stand the test of time.

But Yang Zi and Cheng Yi’s characters in Immortal Samsara really grow on you, and I’ve re-watched their scenes dozen of times while waiting for new episodes while the drama was still airing. They can be playful and flirty and angsty, and I think their IRL friendship contributes to their onscreen chemistry.

Is Immortal Samsara worth watching? Again, I think the first 11 episodes are worth a shot. If it grows on you, then be prepared to skim through the next 48 episodes. If not, then at least you can say you tried. You’ll definitely be constantly comparing it to previous xianxias, but I think the drama finds its own footing by episode 10.

I think this drama really had potential. It’s got some good tropes. Some scenes are heartbreaking (lots of blood spitting, tears, pleading, longing), even to a veteran xianxia watcher. But I don’t think simply cutting scenes and episodes would have helped this drama. I mean, they’d already cut around 20 episodes, and the result is really choppy and illogical editing. A few major plot events should have been re-written in order to have more of an emotional impact.

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The Littlest Dumpling {3}

Previous: The Littlest Dumpling {2}

Pairing: Min Yoongi x OFC

Genre: Non Idol AU / Author AU

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Swearing!

Word Count: 4.4k

Summary: Drinks and discussions of work … Or maybe the beginning of something more.

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Tag List: @4ksj, @jagiya, @ot7nem, @knjkitten, @teamtardis-notdead​

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           He sat on his throne, watching his subjects file into the chamber. They were unsure why he had called them in, and why he was the one waiting to speak. He was barely a king, still a child, what did he have to say to them?

           “I heard his mother abandoned him after he took the throne,” A subject said.

           “Apparently his father is disappointed in him, and his brother has tried to kill him twice.”

           “Maybe he’s abdicating,” A third subject said.

           “Or maybe he’s going to surprise us!” Violet said, pulling their attention to the little girl. “Maybe he’s going to be a great king, and you don’t know it yet.”

           The older subjects stared at her. What was it with children and daydreaming?

           Lil King Yoongi Volume 1 

You: Alright – so it’s been about 2 weeks since our meeting and … I’m wondering … drinks soon?

Yoongi: Are you that desperate to see me? Aren’t we supposed to meet once a week?

You: Fine – I’ll see you in two weeks at the Ruby Poppy. 5PM, don’t be late.

Yoongi: I’m kidding! I actually am waiting for Jin to send his next round of notes

You: Oh so you have free time and that means you respond to my texts?

Yoongi: I’d respond to your texts even if I didn’t have free time

You: Are you flirting?

Yoongi: Maybe

You: Okay

           You stare at your phone, unsure what to say next or what to type…. He’s admitted he’s flirting and that is somehow so close to crossing the line that it feels so… dangerous. And not in a fun way.

You: If Jin doesn’t get his notes to you in a timely manner, let me know and I’ll talk to his boss

Yoongi: Aren’t you, his boss?

You: I mean, yes, but there’s a manager in charge of the editors. The go between of sorts

Yoongi: So when they complain they go to them first

You: Yes, then me… or HR

Yoongi: Are there a lot of HR complaints?

You: I’m not at liberty to discuss what does or doesn’t happen between HR and the rest of the company

Yoongi: Please?

You: No

Yoongi: Who is Jin’s boss?

You: Her name is Sadie

Yoongi: And you’re her boss, too?

You: Yep

Yoongi: She manages the editors?

You: Yes, she does. Makes sure they’re on track for their projects

Yoongi: Mine’s supposed to come out next summer, with the end of school?

You: We want to finish edits by June to print and go out with the beginning of the school year. Did you not read the plan we created? You signed it

Yoongi: Sometimes details are fuzzy, I mostly needed to know when I had to be done so I could panic plan my days

You: You panic plan?

Yoongi: I do – doesn’t everyone?

You: No? I mean, I do but that can’t be healthy

Yoongi: Most things aren’t

You: You’ve got time to finish your book, and maybe even start or write the next book

Yoongi: Oh god, there’s gonna be more… I forgot there has to be two more

You: Yes, obligated to write 2 more

Yoongi: Damnit – any chance I can get out of it?

You: Absolutely not

Yoongi: Fine… fine… I guess I’ll write them

You: Perfect

Yoongi: So what are you doing tonight?

           You put your phone down. This can’t be good. This level of flirting. This banter back and forth. The want to keep texting and texting and texting until the sun comes up. This can’t be good.

You: I have several new episodes of The Boys to watch, and a glass of chardonnay that is delicious and begging to be consumed

Yoongi: Sounds like a good evening

You: What are you up to?

Yoongi: Wondering how long I can keep texting you before we both decide this is a slippery slope

You: It’s been a slippery slope the entire time, Yoongi

Yoongi: I know

You: And yet, we’re somehow happy to slide down it

Yoongi: Don’t you have rules?

You: Oh, we have so many rules. We’re breaking at least two now…

Yoongi: Should we stop?

You: Do you want to?

Yoongi: No, not really

You: Me either

To: Yoongi

From: Seokjin

Subject: Notes Draft #2

Yoongi –

           Draft 2 is looking stronger than what you initially presented. I still want you to take a look and put in some work for pages 5-10. They’re missing something, a little sparkle or hint of hope that is apparent in all the other pages. It’s only the second draft, so please don’t be too hard on yourself.

           The rest of my notes are included in the attached documents.

           Seokjin

           Yoongi opens the attachments and stares at the notes Jin’s given him. They’re not…. Bad. But he definitely doesn’t agree with at least five of them… or six… okay half of them. He dislikes at least three of them and vehemently hates the rest. Who the fuck does Jin think he is? Coming in and giving useless notes on Yoongi’s project? It’s Yoongi’s project, doesn’t he know best? But one could argue that Seokjin’s job is in fact to give Yoongi edits and make his project better. One could argue, but Yoongi will not.

To: Seokjin

From: Yoongi

Subject: Re Notes Draft #2

Jin –

           These notes are shit. I’m not taking them.

           Yoongi

           “I don’t know what you expected, Jin. You two have a tough relationship, you supposedly always have. But your job is to get through it,” You tell Jin as you sit across from him at your desk. He’d scheduled a last-minute meeting and came in flustered and frustrated.

           “I don’t know how to, Y/N, my notes were good. You saw them, they were solid and not personal or emotional. They were good notes!”

           “They were, that is true.”

           “So what do I do? You can’t keep babysitting me and him for this entire process. He has two other books to write too.” Jin’s trying so hard to remain calm about the whole situation, but it’s wearing thin on his nerves.

           “I don’t know Jin,” You say.

           “Are you mad I didn’t go to Sadie first?”

           “No, no I’m not mad. Yoongi is being difficult, and obstinate. Let me, let me talk to him and see what I can do.”

           “Thank you, that’s all I need,” Jin says standing. “I also sent in notes for two other books that Sadie should have copies of. They’re all on track, one of them is nearly ready to go.”

           “You don’t have to give me a status report, Jin. I know that you’re doing great work.”

           “Thank you, I’m trying.”

           Seokjin is, really, truly trying. But he’s also just naturally gifted at editing. He knows when to pull back, when to press his authors and how to get the best work out of them. That being said, this whole fiasco with Yoongi has him stumped. He knows he’s guilty, but damn it why is Yoongi being such a hard ass? Isn’t it wader under the bridge? Aren’t they passed it? It was high school for fucks sake – and it wasn’t like Yoongi didn’t do damage to him either. He did. Yoongi was unflinching and brutal towards Seokjin. It went both ways, always has.

           But maybe – maybe he needs to not only be the older person, but the bigger person.

           “I know you are. Look, I’ll talk to him. Aside from that, the only thing we can really do is have your 1-1 meetings with me too.”

           “We might have to.”

           “Let me see what I can do before we resort to that.”

           “Okay,” Jin pauses.

           “Yes?”

           “Do we get his agent involved?”

           “No, not yet. We’re not quite at the point of no return yet.”

You: Drinks tomorrow, The Ruby Poppy, 5PM

Yoongi: Is this in response to my comments to Mr. Kim?

You: Yes.

Yoongi: So not a social call

You: Absolutely not.

Yoongi: You’re mad at me

You: A little

Yoongi: Damnit

You: I’ll see you tomorrow

           You arrive first to The Ruby Poppy and are seated quickly, which gives you a little time to go over the notes you drafted for Yoongi. They aren’t lengthy, more concise bullet points of his recent behavior that needs to be addressed. Which does make you feel like his mother scolding him. It’s complicated and messy, having a crush on him while also knowing full well you can’t fuck around with him either. It’s your own fault, letting a slight crush find its way to Yoongi, then letting it plant and begin to blossom. It’s your own fucking fault, and yours alone.

           Yoongi shows up right on time, looking… good. Hair long, a V-neck white t-shirt tucked into ripped jeans with a casual black cardigan on top, Yoongi looks… so good it’s making you feel all sorts of ways towards him.

           “Hey,” he says as he approaches.

           “Hi,” You stand. “Hug, or is that weird?”

           “We’d hug if it was social, you said this wasn’t social so, no?” Yoongi’s guarded, unsure how much trouble he’s actually in. Jane had told him to be wary of his behavior and actions towards Seokjin, that if he wasn’t careful, they’d bite him in the ass… And that seems to be what’s happened.

           “That’s true. Sit,” You instruct and take your seat again.

           The waiter comes by to run through happy hour and disappears after you’ve both ordered.

           “So, do you want to get to the business so we can get to the social?” Yoongi asks, flirting lightly.

           “Seokjin gave you notes, good notes, thoughtful and decent notes. You have all but ignored them.”

           “That is true.”

           You cock an eyebrow.

           Yoongi remains calm. “You thought I’d deny it? I’m sure he showed you the email. I flat out rejected them.”

           “Right, I did not see the email but was told about it. Look, you need to take his notes.”

           “Why?” Yoongi asks, though he supposes it’s a stupid question.

           “Because if you do not figure out how to work with Seokjin, you will be in breach of your contract and will owe me a shit ton of money to get out of it. Your pride is getting in the way of your work, and it’s making your book worse.” You explain, using your most stern and concerning tone of voice. You hoped you wouldn’t have to use it on Yoongi, but he just couldn’t let that happen, could he?

           “I – my book isn’t bad.”

           “No, but it could be great,” You say, hand reaching onto the table for emphasis. “You are already great, Yoongi. You wrote an incredible saga of dragons and an unwilling, too young king who saves the day through courage and a lot of cunning. This new project could be just as big, but you have to listen to Seokjin.”

           “I don’t trust him.” Yoongi says for what seems like the millionth time.

           “I know. What can I do to help you trust him?”

           “Can you edit my book?” Yoongi asks.

           “No.” You tell him flatly.

           “Why not?”

           “That sets a bad precedent, Yoongi. If I edit yours because you don’t like him, what about everyone else that has troubles with their editors? Or editors with difficult authors? You are not the worst author I have ever had to work with, but you’re getting there.”

           He slumps lower in his seat. “I feel like a child.”

           “You’re acting like one. And for the record, I hate this so much.”

           It does make him feel a little better, to know you’re miserable in this conversation just like he is.

           “How do I trust him?” He asks earnestly.

           “Read his notes objectively.”

           Yoongi thinks on it, spinning it around in his mind a few times before he speaks again. “Can we, would it be possible to have meetings with you, too?”

           “A one-on-one with you and me?” You ask.

           “Or with Jin, too.” Yoongi would very much like a meeting with just you, but that seems like he’s asking for too much.

           “I think we could find time for a weekly meeting of the three of us, or every other week to look at new edits. You’re well on your way to having it together, but you just have to keep your mind open to feedback,” You offer.

           “I’m trying – poorly, but I am.”

           “Well, maybe for my sanity, try a little harder?” You wink and he quietly feels his heart picking up its pace.

           “I can do that,” Yoongi smiles as the drinks are placed in front of you.

           “Let’s cheers to new beginnings and working through our challenges,” You say, raising your glass.

           “That’s a tall order,” Yoongi comments.

           “You got a better idea?”

           “Nope, cheers to that.”

           You clink your glasses and take a sip.

           “Now that that unpleasantness is over, we can be social,” You smile softly at him, warm and inviting.

           “Oh, can we?” Yoongi asks. “I thought this was purely business.”  

           “It can continue to be if you don’t stop teasing me.”

           “No, no, it’s good. We don’t have to be all business all the time,” Yoongi says.

           “Great, that would be very boring.”

           “Would it? You work with authors, creating all sorts of worlds and creatures. That wouldn’t be boring at all.”

           “I suppose, but it can be tedious, always talking about invented things and nothing really truly tangible,” You say.

           Yoongi thinks about it, that does make sense, why always talk about something invented when you could discuss something real and true and plausible?

           “When I was a kid, all I did was create worlds. It’s how Lil King Yoongi came out, how I managed to exist… world building.”

           “I think all creatives do something like that, creating the places where we feel safe and seen.”

           “Yes, exactly.”

           “So, I met with Jane,” You tell him.

           “Oh?”

           You take another sip before setting your drink down. “Yes, and I have theories on who she’s dating.”

      ��    “Oh fuck,” Yoongi smiles. “You do?”

           “Yes. I don’t know her nearly as well as you do, but from she’s told me… I think she’s sleeping with a friend of yours.”

           “No way!” Yoongi dismisses it.” That’s impossible, there’s no way she could be sleeping with a friend of mine and keep it a secret.”  

           “How do you know? Isn’t that the point of this? You don’t know who she’s sleeping with, thus creating mystery and intrigue?” You ask.

           “Yes, but she couldn’t keep it a secret from me, neither could whatever friend of mine it is. He certainly couldn’t.”

           “Why do you say that?”

           He takes another sip and waves his hand dismissively through the air. “None of my friends are good liars, particularly when it comes to Jane.”

           “Oh?”

           He doesn’t add that none of them can lie when it comes to you, either, because that seems like an over share you don’t need to know.

           “Yes, you’ve met Janie. She’s magnetic. All my friends fall at her feet because she’s beautiful, yes obviously. She’s strong and intelligent and funny. Every friend of mine, regardless of orientation or identification, is in love with her.”

           “Except you.”

           “I pay her too much money to be in love with her. Plus, she and I are oil and water, and not in a funfetti box mix,” Yoongi explains.

           You laugh, sipping your drink to hide how much you enjoyed his comment. You’ve spent a lot of time with Jane, between negotiations and fundraisers, but you don’t really know her. You’d like to, if she’s into the whole female friend thing.

           “I can see why everyone loves her, I mean, she’s great at her job too.”

           “And she’s a decent person, which is why I’m not surprised my friends want to sleep with her, but I can’t believe she wants to sleep with one of them,” Yoongi explains.

           “Your friends that bad?”

           “No – just… they’re men. Men are inherently horrible.” He doesn’t need to explain it, you’re fully aware the extent to which men as a concept and in practice, can suck.

           “Ah.”

           “I have one friend, Namjoon, who has been in love with Jane since the minute she became my agent. He is weak at the knees for her… but if they were together, no way Namjoon wouldn’t be screaming it from the rooftops.”

           “So that automatically eliminates him?” You ask.

           “I think so.”

           “What if he’s just matured and totally could be hiding it from you?”

           “Namjoon? No, no way.” He says.

           “Who else is there?”

           “Hoseok.”

           “Would he?”

           He shakes his head. “No, he’s self-described sex negative, plus Jane scares him.”

           “She scares him?”

           “Yes, he’s, not delicate, but delicate.”

           “I get that, before I came into my power, I was quite delicate too. Still am,” You tell him.

           “It’s good, to be soft,” Yoongi shrugs. “I think I get a reputation for being a cold hearted, uninterested basic man but I’m not.”

           “I don’t think anyone would use any of those words to describe you.”

           “No?” You’re surprised.

           “No, not from the readings you’ve done, or the way you interact with your fans and their parents.” You say.

           “I suppose you’re right.”

           “Yes, I am.”

           “What about you? How do you think people perceive you?”

           “Oh,” You sit back, adjusting your necklace. How do people view you? “Before or after the scandal?”

           “The scandal?”

           “Do you not – you don’t know?” You’re genuinely shocked, how could he not know, didn’t everyone in the literary world know?

           “Should I?”

           “Shit,” You take a large swig from your drink. “I – you know the author, Taehyung Kim?”

           “Yes.”

           “Remember a few years ago when it came out that he was dating two women, and then he turned it into a best seller?”

           “Yes, that book was…. A lot. And that title!”

           “Oh, Two Affairs to Remember? Yeah, horrible.”

           “I can’t believe he capitalized on his own disgusting relationships. I mean what kind of a person does that?” Yoongi asks.

           You stare at him, preparing to drop the bombshell that will inadvertently change how he sees you completely. Which, you don’t want. You want him to keep seeing you the way he has been. As a powerhouse, a force, a woman in charge and with a plan. But you can’t lie, not about this.

“I was one of the women,” You say softly.  

           “What?” Yoongi asks.

           “I was one of his girlfriends.”

           “How?”

           “I didn’t know he was seeing someone else when he started seeing me… I didn’t know he was in a relationship at all. I thought he and I were just, dating. Keeping it a secret because I was editing his first book… Everything seemed fine, until we got caught and it exploded.”

           “Did you – did you love him? Sorry, that’s too much isn’t it?” He asks.

           “No, I was definitely falling in love with him. How could I not? He built me a world where we could be in love, but he was also in love with someone else, someone he’d been seeing for far longer who didn’t know I existed.”

           “You got caught – would you have stayed with him if you didn’t know?”

           “I can’t answer that Yoongi. Maybe we would be married and he’d still be cheating on me. I don’t know.”

           “I’m sorry, that wasn’t a fair question. I shouldn’t have asked. The whole world knew?”

           “Yes. Which is why I thought you knew.”

           “I didn’t. I mean I read the book – oh my god what happened with his book?”

           “I, you don’t know?” You’re shocked again, how does he not know these very public, very well documented moments from the last few years?

           “Clearly I don’t know anything about this.”

           “I edited it. It’s, it’s what got me this job. So, when you ask how people perceive me… It’s not totally positive.”

           “How have I never heard any of this?”

           You finish your drink, spinning the ice around your empty glass. “You don’t strike me as someone who pays attention to gossip or the rumor mill.”

           “I’m not, but something that big… I knew his book was based on his life I didn’t know…”

           “No, and I’m glad when you signed with Serendipity that you didn’t,” You say.  

           “It wouldn’t have mattered. Your reputation, for whatever it’s worth, does proceed you. You’re a powerhouse, Y/N. Seriously, it’s intimidating,” Yoongi tells you.

           “I – thank you, Yoongi. That means a lot.”

           “So, you were dating him, and he had a whole other life, then he wrote a book about it and what, told all your secrets?”

           “That’s why I edited it, I got to control the narrative. So no, he didn’t tell the world my secrets. I wouldn’t let him.”

           “That’s power.” He says, honestly impressed.

           “That’s a contract.”

           Yoongi smiles at you, broad and wide with his gums showing. It’s endearing, how heartily he is grinning at you.

           “You’re cute,” You comment.

           “I am?” He asks.

           “Your mom calls you dumpling, isn’t that evidence enough that you’re cute?”

           “Sure, but cute to my mother and cute to you are two different kinds of cute, aren’t they?”

           “I suppose it would be problematic if they weren’t.”

           “Exactly. So, thank you. You’re pretty fucking cute too.”

           “So, tell me,” You start, sipping your third cocktail. Yoongi’s on his second double of whiskey, a little tipsy and silly across the table. Your feet have bumped a couple of times, sending shockwaves through you.

           “Yes?”

           “You single?”

           “What’s it to you?” Yoongi asks.

           “Just curiosity.”

           “It killed the cat, you know.”

           “That I do, but I’ve never strayed from a fight.”

           “I’m single. Are you?”

           “Yeah, haven’t really dated or be interested in anyone since the whole Taehyung thing.”

           “That’s understandable. What would happen if you were interested in someone?”

           “Depends on who that someone is. If say, Harry Styles asked me out, I’d say yes without a doubt. But if say, Seokjin did, I’d say no.”

           “Because he’s hideous and a total asshole?” Yoongi asks.

           “Because he works for me and I’m not, nor have I ever been interested in dating Seokjin.”

           It was pointed, you bringing Jin into this conversation, because what Jane said had struck you. Maybe Yoongi did think you were interested in him, or could be at some point in time. Which seemed like an impossibility to you and so implausible, but it mattered enough that you decided to bring it up to Yoongi. Tell him straight, point blank, no way to interpret it: you are not interested in Jin.

           “Tell me about your last relationship,” You ask. “It’s only fair.”

           “It was less, public… We just, grew apart and wanted different things. He wanted this massive career, and dedicated time for his art which I distracted him from. I wanted to keep exploring our relationship. We lasted maybe six months; I think?”

           “The six-month ones often hurt so much more than the ones that last years, at least in my experience.”

           “Yes, it wasn’t a great breakup, but it was good enough that we’re friends now and I wish him nothing but the best.”

           “That’s evolved.”

           “It is, I like being evolved, and emotionally intelligent.”

           “Oo, I love when people have emotional intelligence.”

           “It’s kind of,” Yoongi pauses, thinking of the correct adjective.

           “Sexy, and impressive,” You say.

           “Exactly,” Yoongi doesn’t know if he just admitted to being sexy in your eyes, but if he did… he’ll take it.

           “Well, not to cut this short, but it is ten o’clock and I have work in the morning, scheduling meetings with an unruly writer and editor about to turn grey from the stress,” You say. The bill has been sitting on your table for at least an hour.

          “We talked business, so I’ve got it.” You brandish the company card and smile genially at the waiter as they take it.

          “So, if we do this again but don’t talk business, it’ll be on me,” Yoongi says.  

          “Will that make it a date?”

          “I don’t know,” He says. Because there’s rules, so many rules that he knows you aren’t telling him.

          You both stand to leave and Yoongi, ever the gentleman walks you to your car.

          “Do we hug goodbye?” He asks, standing awkwardly next to your now open car door.

          “I think so?” You say. He nods and takes a hesitant step towards you, arms out for an embrace. You meet him, hugging him gingerly. The hug lasts probably longer than it should between colleagues, and the blush that is shared between you is deep and visible in the summer evening light.

           “Text me when you get home,” He says, pulling away first.

           “Will do. And same to you.”

Yoongi: Made it home

You: Same here

Yoongi: I had a lot of fun tonight, after the whole being yelled at by my boss part

You: It was really fun, after that part

Yoongi: We should do it again, sooner rather than later

You: Oh, so no more waiting a month to see me?

Yoongi: You don’t want to wait a month, do you?

You: No, not particularly

Yoongi: A non-work drink

You: Or a work drink

Yoongi: Okay, our next meeting can be over drinks

You: Great, and not a date

           Yoongi stares at the message you’ve sent. Not a date? Okay that clears things up but why is he so upset by it? Obviously, he wants it to be a date. He very much wants to hold your hand and gaze into your eyes and maybe if you feel like it, kiss him. Wouldn’t that be… romantic? So romantic, a summer breeze, walking down the street after an ice cream cone or drinks at The Ruby Poppy again… He’d pull you in so softly, hand reaching to rest on the soft skin of your hip. He’d dip his head, just enough to kiss you lightly. The flap of a butterfly wings, and maybe you’d pull him closer. Take the initiative to deeper the kiss. Your lips would feel incredible, soft and purposeful, he’d kiss you back so deeply it would knock the wind out of both of you.

           Yoongi should stop thinking about kissing you before he has a hard on and has to think about you, in compromising positions, to relieve himself.

Yoongi: Right, working drinks

You: I don’t mean to waffle on it – I just need us to be super clear about what this is

Yoongi: Colleagues. I get it

You: Okay, great. Again, I had so much fun tonight

Yoongi: I did too, you’re good company

You: So are you, Yoongi

Yoongi: I’ll look forward to your calendar invite

You: I’ll send it first thing tomorrow

Next: The Littlest Dumpling {4}

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All The Liquors Ep 1 & 2

Ep 1

Okay Korea. I am already a bit surprised that you’re planning on releasing 4 BLs this month (who do you think you are, Thailand?), now let’s see if you can impress me. 

Uh oh, why do I sense that this is was supposed to be a date that is going to end in a breakup. Poor cutie’s face just lit up when his boyfriend arrived and boyfriend never once stopped scowling. Yeesh. Breaking up on Christmas day. That seems kind of harsh. 

Whatever dish he ordered looks delicious though. I have a feeling that this show is going to make me hungry. 

Okay, not sure if this whole bit with the out of towner is supposed to show that this guy is unreasonable, but I agree with him. You don’t come busting into someone’s closed restaurant demanding to eat when there’s a sign that clearly states their break. The no liquor thing is a bit odd, but eh, it’s his restaurant. Although honestly it’s kind of bad business. People who drink will order more drinking snacks. 

Case in point, our cutie from the beginning drinking with a friend and ordering more food to go with. HIs buddy though is apparently sick of taking care of him - I don’t believe it, though, because he’s happy enough to keep going when cutie says he’ll grab another bottle of soju. 

And like I said, cutie heads out in search of more snacks because he’s been drinking, and he walks right into Chef Uncompromising’s restaurant.  

Ah, Korea. Of course there’s a pratfall. There’s always a pratfall. 

Aw, see, Chef Uncompromising can’t be that bad. He didn’t just kick cutie outside after he knocked into him and passed out. And he’s offering him some of the staff lunch. Wow. Maybe Ms. Out of Town should have tried the pratfall.

Hm. I really wonder what this dude’s issue with alcohol is. It could be as simple as alcohol making people sloppy, but I get the idea it’s a bit more than that. I’m sure we’ll get there. 

This is the first time that I have ever heard of a corkage fee. I wonder if we have that here. 

Also did I miss the part where we heard names? Because I haven’t caught one name yet. I could try MDL but that’s cheating. Guess it’s Dumped Cutie and Chef Uncompromising until further notice. 

Ep 2

Okay I have to ask: does hangover drink work? Because if so I might have to find a way to get at it - I don’t usually get hangovers but the older I get the more likely it will become, I know. 

Haha, now it’s buddy’s turn to drink away a breakup. These two are hilarious.  Meanwhile I am sitting here thinking that the dinners he brought look absolutely delicious. 

I like that both friends seem to be explicitly into men. Keep up with this, please, Korea. 

Okay this is the second time Chef Uncompromising has broken the rules for Dumped Cutie. Clearly there’s some attraction happening here. Although he has no problem shutting him down when he tries to offer a collab. 

Hm, so he has issues with crowds? That makes sense. And his one waiter is fully aware of this, too. Intrigued. 

I can’t say I care much about the whole collaboration plot, but I do think that these two are adorable already. Chef Uncompromising clearly already has a bit of a crush, while Disaster Cutie (we’re changing his name) doesn’t have much of a clue, haha. It’s got Korea’s usual slick style of shooting/directing, so of course everything and everyone is very very pretty. I’m curious to see where it goes. 

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Hello! I hope it's not too late to participate in the Alphabet matchup event ^^

I’d like a Demon Slayer or Genshin Impact matchup, please.

I'm under 18, my pronouns are she/her and I am bisexual.

Positive traits: I am patient with people, I like to help others and make them feel better, I am also quite calm.

Negative traits: I have a great lack of self-confidence, I tend to overthink things and I am somewhat pessimistic. I also have difficulty relating to new people as I am quite shy.

Likes and hobbies: In my free time I listen to music and sing some of my favorite songs, I also like to draw doodles. And when it comes to food, I love spicy food.

Dislikes and Relationship Deal-breakers: I'm not a fan of sports and working out, I always get exhausted very quickly. Some factors that would break the relationship would be that the other person makes me less for my flaws, I do not tolerate egomaniacal people and those who like to trample on others.

The letters are B, D and L from the fluff alphabet.

Thank you for your time, I hope you have a nice day/night. 🤗

Thanks for joining the event, @rai2227 , and sorry for the wait! ☺️

I could totally see you with Tanjiro as well, but I don’t write for the Genshin girls nearly as much as I should, so I couldn’t resist pairing you with…

Xinyan!

She’s confident, authentic, and very extroverted, but also warm, loyal, and sweet. On the surface you may seem like an odd couple sometimes, but you get along well as you’re both kind people who love music and won’t stand for seeing other people put down. She could help gently coax you out of your shell (if you want that), and she’s an excellent “personal hype girl” gf. Your relationship would be comfortable and supportive, but equally filled with laughter, excitement, and fun.

B is for Beauty

Xinyan is first attracted to your voice. She hears you singing quietly to yourself and tells you you should sing louder - “You’ve got a great set of pipes, so you should open ‘em up more!” If you try to be modest and put down your singing ability, she won’t let you. As she gets to know you more, she loves how good you are at caring for other people, including her, despite your occasional shyness. From the outside it may seem like she’s always the one encouraging you, but she also has her own moments of sadness and self-doubt, and you’re a great source of comfort when she needs it.

D is for Dreams

Finding a partner that loves music as much as she does is Xinyan’s ultimate dream come true. If you’re into it, she’d love nothing more than traveling the world with you, discovering and creating new music together.

L is for Love Confession

She definitely writes a love song for you. But since she likes to do things a little differently, she gets you to sing it! She invites you over to "help her out" with fine tuning her latest composition and asks you to sing the lyrics while she accompanies you on her lyre. The plan is to let you start singing first, and then once you notice what the words mean, turn it into a duet. Unfortunately(?), she discusses the plan with her bffs beforehand - just to make sure they agree you'll like it - and Xiangling gets a little too excited and shows up unexpectedly with a 5-course celebratory meal she couldn't resist making for you. BUT, it only disrupts the mood for a second, and now you have a delicious, romantic dinner to share. Hope you really like your food spicy. 😉

I haven't built my Xinyan yet (sorry bby 😔), so I hadn't interacted with her much until this year's Golden Apple Archipelago event. She's so lovely, and I really think you would make a perfect couple!

As a reminder, my matchup event is closed, but I do take headcanon and scenario/drabble requests! You can check out my masterlist and rules HERE.

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Closed Captioning Spotlight #5

Hi everyone, it’s been a while since I did once of these. 

For those who don’t know, this is a series where I showcase YouTube channels with closed captioned videos. This special posting segment will be once in a while or once a month if I’m consistent. I’ll be showcasing my favorite channels that have at least close to a third of their released videos CC’d as a rule of thumb to myself.

The next channel I’m showcasing is:

Nino’s Home

According to the About page:

Hi, I'm Nino  Nino's Home is my new channel, I will upload new videos on this channel. Please subscribe to support me. Thank you! All the recipes and dishes I have made are referenced and learned on the internet, youtube, google... I'm not the first to make them, not the first to create a certain dish. . I just change the ingredients to make the dish suit my taste. And I just hope my video has an easy way to communicate so that you can successfully make the dishes that you like. If anything bothers you, I sincerely apologize. And the last thing I am not a professional chef. I'm just a normal person, thank you. Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ohnino2/ Twitter: http://twitter.com/ninoshome2 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Ninos-Home-105401167869371/

What definitely caught my eye was his sense of humor. If you read the captions, especially in Vietnamese or in English, you’re in for a treat.

One of the first videos I watched from the channel is

Best Street Food - Vietnamese Pizza [No-Oven]

I have made this before and it is delicious. Granted I didn’t have all of the ingredients and had to make some adjustments and burned my first one, but don’t worry. I made a second one and it was tasty. I will redeem myself soon.

Last time I checked, almost every single video has closed captioning in more than two languages. 

Their latest video as of this post is 

Chocolate Milo Pudding in 15 minutes (2 ingredients)

So what do you think?

Feel free to check out the channel and their videos. As of now, they don’t have a Patreon so watching,  and/or commenting is a way to support them. If you have the means to do so, you can buy a Super Thanks to the YouTube Creators.

And I’ll see you all in the next post. Bye everyone! Be sure to eat, to drink some water/liquids, and take a break/get some sleep!

P.S. Status of the next video transcript: need to create the Google Doc first before recreating the Tumblr post

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male character x f!reader. nsfw/dark content. doggy style, creampie, implied student+professor relationship, char is against any kind of porn, age gap (ten years), manipulation, coercion.

note: i'm not against sex workers! just took the idea from my bf's opinion about it lol. also, i thought about many guys while writing it and couldn't decide between risotto nero (i feel he's be sooo anti porn), hajime and eren hcdsvgx

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By dating you, a college girl ten years younger, he wished he was fucking some sense into your air head. He had talked with you about how dangerous it is to go around selling lewd pictures of your naked, hot, delicious body. It isn’t as cool as your friends make it seem, it has consequences and a good and smart girl like you should not think about it as a simple option of getting easy money, if that’s what you’re afraid of. You should not think about opening an account on OnlyFans.com just for fun at all; you should not think about uploading videos of you masturbating in front of the camera he uses to record his online classes.

He has told you that if you can’t follow this simple rule—don’t fucking mess with pornography while dating him—he was going to break up and let you do what you want to do.

So, when he finds not only those kind of videos on his SD card, but also sexy lingerie photosets that had as the scenario his bed, he feels the bitter feeling of betrayal—but also can’t help the erection in his trousers, the hand stroking his length over the fabric. Fuck you and your pretty voice and body doing a great job at the JOI video that does not seem to him only.

It is fucking disgusting, as a man that disagrees a hundred percent with pornography and its tricks, the fact he has to admit you’d be a damn star. If he were a teenager, he’d absolutely jerk off hearing your voice every day and put your pictures on his door.

Yet, he can’t let things like this.

In a matter of minutes you’re on your hands and knees, ass up, as his palm slowly caresses it, the bruise of his hand still there. His hands don’t smack you anymore, but your legs are shaky, your body is weak just with the thought of receiving one more slap. His hand is as heavy as his dick fucking you painfully slow, asking you a lot of questions you don’t seem to understand.

“You’re more stupid than I thought before, hm, little girl?” His words are sharp, but his touch is careful, soft. With a buck of his hips, hard enough to have your tears filled up with tears once more, he continues. “Did you want me to break up with you? Being a slut like this. I thought you were so smart, despite finding the idea of being a porn star something cool.”

His hands find your breasts and he presses them together, leaning over you a little more. You squirm and look back at him, panting, with parted lips, tongue poking out of your mouth. Oh, and eyes full of tears, cheeks wet with it. You did that face when you put that tentacle dildo into your cunt, didn’t you?

How could he fucking forget the videos you’ve accidentally recorded on his camera?

“N-no, just wanted to see if…” You answer him for the first time—finally! He knew you’re not that dumb, for god’s sake. He pushes himself into you once more and you gasp before finishing your sentence. “If I’d look pretty.”

“Disappointing, sweetheart,” he replies with a groan. “Nothing I say about you enters your stupid brain, am I right? You don’t believe when I say you’re the prettiest girl, my fuck doll. You don’t believe when I say porn isn’t that nice for girls, especially with psychological issues. Finger that tight cunt when I’m not at home as you’re trying to convince me you can be a good little porn slut.”

“Sorry,” you manage to babble, squeezing your eyes when he thrusts especially hard, his length reaching deep into you. You can’t properly think—yes, you’re feeling guilty, yes, you’re feeling stupid. But apologizing is the only thing you can do.

“When I don’t let you cum, is for your own good, you know it, baby?” He whispers, his pace even harder as he ignores your gaze, your silent beg for him to touch your aching clit.

It’s so good when he fucks you, his tip rubbing your g-spot for a few moments then leaving, just to restart the cycle, but not enough to make you cum.

“Gotta fuck some sense into your brain. You’re so good at college, why can’t you be good to me? Forget about that camgirl idea. If you need money, I can give it to you,” he mumbles, never stopping his thrusts, his stroke on your skin. You’re so weak, so broken that he’s sure he can make you promise you’ll never make an account on Patreon or OnlyFans. Such a fool young girl—just take some hard dick and he can control every centimeter of your manipulable brain. “If you feel like trying exhibitionism, you know I’d fuck you for any friend of yours, or even my friends. Doesn’t need to expose your body on internet, hm? Am I wrong?”

“Let me… cum, please?” You beg, mumbling, throat aching as you try to speak louder. “I do anything for you, just make me cum.”

“Hm? Anything?”

See? That’s what he was talking about. You’re such a horny girl, ready to do anything just to cum. But he can’t—what kind of responsible man would he be if he doesn’t fulfill his words and promises and punishments?

“Promise me you’re not going to make a profile on those websites,” he groans. “Just need this and I can fill you up, make you my cumslut.”

“Yes, yes, yes, just cum inside me” you nod multiple times, sobbing. He’s sure your mind is so dizzy you can’t even understand what he is saying. He doesn’t care, though. Just need the ‘yes’, no matter how he made you say it. So, he’s glad when you say this. For the first time, he doesn’t pull out when his orgasm hits, filling your cunt with his seed, fucking it even deeper as he struggles to stay still.

“Good. You’re so good.”

Now, the only thing that could ever make him break up with you is gone—if you want to, you’re staying with him forever.