#play along : the series

[xddaengx]

Play Along : The Series ⎜pt 8

✧ Pairings: Mingyu x Reader ⎜Wonwoo x Reader ⎜

✧ Genre:  Poly!AU ⎜ Idol!AU ⎜ Established Relationship ⎜ Romance ⎜

✧ Warnings: spiked chocolate ⎜vibrators ⎜soft sex ⎜ wonwoo has a lot of love tbh ⎜slight thigh riding ⎜desperate reader ⎜ soft dom! wonwoo ⎜dick riding ⎜praise kink ⎜ sub/switch reader ⎜confession kinda? ⎜ crying ⎜ use of safe word ⎜

✧ Word Count: 3.4 k

✧ Summary: Your boyfriend proposes the idea, that he shares you with his 12 best friends.

✧ Author’s Note: Sorry for the delay with this chapter - it is essentially just porn with tiny amount of plot so... enjoy?

(UNEDITED)

“What the fuck was in that chocolate, Mingyu?” You hiss into your phone as you pace the bedroom, you let out another annoyed whine as a tingle runs up your spine, the feeling between your legs growing. 

“Why would you eat them anyway? You knew they were spiked.” Mingyu groans into the phone, you can hear him shuffling around the hotel room, presumably unpacking his suitcase as he speaks to you. 

“I didn’t think they’d be this strong.” You huff, taking a seat on the end of your bed, rubbing your thighs together to ease as much tension as possible. “Mingyu, it hurts.” You whine again, trying to avoid the urge to stick your hand in your pants. 

“I know, but I’m in Tokyo for a photoshoot. What do you want me to do, fly back and fuck you?” He laughs into the phone, his laughter faltering as you let out a long moan as your hand cups your heat. 

“That would be a good place to start.” You hiss, your thighs still rubbing together, your hand staying trapped between your leg. Mingyu whispers something under his breath at you, not loud enough for you to catch. 

“Baby, are you at the dorms right now?” He asks, you can hear him pick up his phone, typing on it quickly as you hear it ding back at him with a response. 

“Yes.” You whisper, you had slept over last night after your adventures with your boyfriend and a new playstation game. He had left early in the morning to catch his flight and you had hung around his room for most of the day, only saying hello to Seungkwan as he left to play volleyball with some friends, the lovely boy bringing you a glass of water as you continued to play the game. “No one is here, Gyu.” You remind him, “They all left for practice like two hours ago.” You add, flopping back onto the bed as you let out a frustrated groan. 

“I’m going to die because of this stupid chocolate. Why did you buy this shit anyway?” You speak into the phone beside your head, a smile growing on your face as you head Mingyu’s warm chuckle. 

“You’re not going to die help is on the way, my love.” Mingyu says, as you hear more ruffling on his end of the phone. “While you wait, your going to have to try and relieve some of the pressure, we don’t want you dying.” He teases into the phone. 

“You think I haven’t tried, it’s been three hours Mingyu, my fingers aren’t doing anything.” 

“No, but look in the third draw beside my bed, there should be something in there that can help.” He responds, your body flying off the bed as you dig into the drawer filled with socks. You recognise the feeling of the bullet vibrator before you can even see it, the cold metal digging into your palm. “Give it a go, baby.” His voice rumbles through your phone speaker. 

You close the draw and slide back onto the bed, your back flush agains the mattress as you shuffle the sweatsuit pants down your legs, kicking them off to the side as you brace your feet against the mattress, your legs open, your cunt on full display to the bedroom door. 

You don’t waste time in turning the vibrator to full power, pressing the cold metal against your clit the vibrations pulling a long moan out of you. “Shit.” You curse, your chest already heaving as you slide the small bullet up and down your soaking folds. 

“Gyu?” You question into the room, getting a hum in response. “Can you talk to me? It’s weird doing this alone.” You mumble, your hips bucking as your press the vibrator flush against your slit. 

“Talk about what?” He asks and you sigh out in relief as you feel the tension building in your abdomen. 

“Anything, how was the flight? Who’s going to be my hero? Anything.” You answer, your thighs falling agains the mattress as your spare hand lifts your shirt, lightly trailing across your chest, trying to relieve the tight feeling in your breasts. 

“They’re almost there, just a bit longer.” He says as his phone dings, Mingyu rambles on about his flight, the hotel he’s staying in, how much he wishes he could be with you now. “You’re doing so good, baby.” He groans into the phone, your own words had stopped long ago, the building in your abdomen fluctuating but never getting to the very edge. 

“It’s not working, gyu.” You hiss, your body tensing as you hear the tell tale sign of the front door being unlocked. 

“He should be there, he’s gonna take good care of you, I’ll call you later.” Mingyu whisper into the phone, he makes a large smooch sound and hangs up with an ‘I love you’. 

“Petal?” A deep voice calls into the apartment, a whimper in response being the only thing letting him know where you are. “Mingyu told me it was an emergency, are you okay?” The voice questions as they walk down the hallway, you let out another whimper, their steps speeding up as they reach the bedroom door. “I’m coming in, okay?” The door swings open, the man out of breath as he takes in the sight of you on his best friends bed, your legs open wide, your cunt dripping onto the comforter. 

“Wonwoo, please help.” You plead, your eyes squeezing shut as you slide the vibrator inside of you before running it back along your clit. Wonwoo stands in the door way for a second, not knowing how to react to the sight of you sprawled out on the mattress in front of him. Your eyes force themselves open as wonwoo whips out his phone from his back pocket, tapping on the screen a few times before pressing it to his ear. 

“What the fuck is this?” He yells into the phones, his eyes locking with yours and not daring to lose the contact. You can hear Mingyu’s voice rumble through the speaker as Wonwoo pushes the hair out of his face. “You could’ve warned me.” Wonwoo mumbles. 

“You wouldn’t have gone if I told you, she needs you to help her because I can’t.” You can only just hear Mingyu’s voice through the phone, your body wishing the large man was here with you now. “She trust you Wonwoo…” there’s a short pause before he adds, “I trust you. Take good care of her.” Wonwoo nods, speaking something else into the phone quickly before hanging up the call and taking in your condition. 

“It was spiked chocolate.” You explain as your hand stops its movement with the vibrator. “Mingyu bought it for my birthday, it was supposed to be fun.” You continue clicking the vibrator off as you sit up on the mattress, your shirt falling back down to your hips. “This has not been fun at all.” You frown as you watch the frozen man in the doorway. He seems to be stuck in a weird state of wanting to do something and not knowing what to do. 

“Wonwoo, I really need you to fuck me.” You coo, “I don’t care how, I just need to get rid of this stupid tingling.” You continue, standing up from the bed and opening up your arms to him. 

Wonwoo doesn’t waste another second, rushing forwards and pulling your body against his, his lips catching yours in a tender kiss. Wonwoo holds you tight against him as you kiss, his arms wrapped around your body, your own arms slung over his shoulders, your hands holding the back of his neck. You let out a gasp as his thigh slips between your legs, pressing up against your naked core. 

“Grind, petal.” He whispers against you mouth before delving back in, his tongue tickling the roof of your mouth before escaping back into his own, his lips finally leaving yours to press soft kisses down the side of your face. You roll your hips forwards on his legs the thick material of his jeans releasing a delectable sigh from you. You can feel Wonwoo smile against your skin as you let out another sigh, his thigh pressing harder against you. 

Finally, is all you can think as you feel his thigh tense beneath you, his hands smoothing up and down your sides as he whispers soft praise against your skin. “So beautiful petal. You’re so pretty for me.” 

“I need more, Wonwoo.” You plead, pulling his mouth away from the soft kisses he presses to your neck. You eye meet, his gaze wandering your face as he nods slowly pressing a chaste kiss to your lips before letting you go. 

“How do you want me?” He asks, his hands tugging on the hem of his shirt pulling it over his head, waiting for you to respond. Your mouth gapes a little as you take in the sight of shirtless Wonwoo, his crooked grin growing as he watches you, watching him. 

“Petal, I need an answer.” He says softly, regaining your focus as you look away from his toned shoulder up to his face, your teeth catching your lip. 

“I don’t know.” You whisper, Wonwoo’s brows raising in surprise. 

“You don’t know?” He questions as he takes a step towards you. You nod. 

“Why are you hesitating? You were begging me two seconds ago to fuck you.” He continues, the heat in your belly grows as he takes another step towards you, reaching his hands out, they only ghost over the burning flesh of your arms, just barely touching you. 

“Did you want me to put my shirt back on? Would you be able to make a decision then?” He asks and you shake your head quickly, your eyes still locked with his, waiting for his next move. “Then answer me, petal.” 

“I’m nervous.” You say, your voice too quiet, too embarrassed to admit it out loud. “Mingyu said you have specific tastes.” You add, Wonwoo watching as your stumble through your sentence. “What if I don’t like what you like?” 

“Petal.” Wonwoo coos, pushing the hair out of your face with a light touch, smiling as he takes one more step forwards, his hands sitting comfortably on your jaw. “Whatever you want is what I want. Whatever you like, I like.” He says softly, watching in relief as your body releases some tension. “I’m here for you, to help you feel good”

You watch him hesitantly, your words stuck deep in your chest, your silence so thick it’s suffocating for him. “I just want you, Petal. Anyway you’ll let me.” You can see the way he regrets the words as soon as he says them. 

You nod slowly his words sinking in as you close your eyes for a moment, you can almost feel the way Wonwoo tenses, how he thinks he’s ruined everything. 

You take a deep breath before stepping away from him, your hands mimicking his as you reach for the bottom of your shirt, tugging it over your head and throwing it to the side. “I want to ride you.” You eventually mumble out, Wonwoo moving quickly to climb onto the bed, lying on his back, his shoulder propped up on the pillows as he beckons you towards him. 

You climb onto the bed, crawling your way over to your boyfriends best friend, stopping once you sit besides him. “What are you waiting for?” He asks as you pause looking at his sweatpants. Your hands slowly reach forwards grabbing hold of his waistband, Wonwoo offering you a reassuring nod as you begin to pull them down his thighs, his  cock springing out of his underwear as you tug them down to. 

God he was long. 

Slimmer than Mingyu but definitely longer. 

“Petal, I’m gonna need you to move a bit quicker.” He says softly, his hands resting behind his head as he watches you. “I don’t like being teased.” He adds and you nod, swallowing harshly as you tug the pants off the rest of the way, before swinging your leg over his, hovering over his pelvis. 

You pause for a minute before leaning over him, opening the small box that sits on the window sill, pulling out one of mingyu’s condoms. “Would you mind?” You question as you show Wonwoo the wrapper. 

“Whatever makes you comfortable.” He says, his jaw clenching as you tear open the package, your hand lightly grabbing hold of his cock. He lets out a hiss, as you run your hand up and down him a few times before placing the condom at the tip and slowly rolling it down. 

“What did I say about teasing?” Wonwoo grits out, a sheepish smile growing on your face as you apologise. 

You don’t waste much more time lining yourself up with his erection, slowly easing yourself down. You go an inch at a time, letting the feeling of his cock scraping against you settle before sinking a bit further, relishing in the feeling of your thigh burning. 

“God, Wonwoo you feel so good.” You whine as your pelvis finally sits against his, his cock nudging against your cervix, as you try to slow your heaving chest, your hands braced against his abdomen as your eyes squeeze shut. 

“Show me how you make yourself orgasm, petal.” He coos. “Use me like the dildo in Mingyu’s closet.” He teases, your cheeks burning at the mention of one of Mingyu’s favourite toys. He loved watching you fuck yourself in the shower, the dildo stuck to the wall as you suck his cock into your mouth. 

Wonwoo grin is evil as he feels you clench, his words obviously triggering a memory in you. His smile fades as he feels you roll your hips forwards, your hands bracing against him, the only thing holding you upright as you let out a long groan. 

He continues to lounge back, watching you buck your hips against him, chasing the feeling he knows has been building for hours. As your hips move more intensely he can feel his cock slip out slightly before slamming back in, the feeling making him swallow hard as your breathing harshens. 

“Wonwoo, I can’t.” You whine, your fingers digging into his sides, your nails sure to leave marks in his soft skin. 

“What can’t you do?” He says softly. 

“Cum. I can’t cum, it’s been too long.” You continue to complain, your hips faltering in their movements, his hands finally moving from behind his head to steady your hips, keeping your movements consistent. 

“What do you want me to do about it?” His tone a bit harsher than normal brings out a small sob in your chest. The frustration bubbling to the surface as your hips stop, your hands moving from his body to cover your face. 

Wonwoo doesn’t know what to do as your sobs grow. He can’t help panic as he sits up, his movements pulling a large whine from you. “Petal?” He questions, your sobs not stopping as you fold in on yourself, your body trying to hide from him. He calls your name softly, his hands reaching up to move yours away from your face, letting out a sigh as he takes in the tears sitting on your waterline. 

“Peanut.” He says softly, your lip quivering as you look at him in surprise.

He used the safe word. 

 It's the only thing he can think to do. The only way he can check on you.

“What is going on, why are you crying?” He questions, tucking loose hair behind your ears before wiping away the stray tear that runs down your cheek. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No.” You say, wiping at your eyes as you look down at him. “No…It’s just too much.” Your voice is too quiet for Wonwoo, too shy. 

“Well, what do you want me to do? How can I help?” He says waiting patiently as you shrug letting out another whimper as his cock jolts inside of you. 

“Do you want to keep going?” He asks, his hand moving from your face down to your hips, rubbing soothing circles into the bare skin. “Do you want me to call Mingyu?” 

You shake your head slowly, your hands sitting on his shoulders as you roll to the side, Wonwoo chases after you, rolling on top of you, his thighs sitting between your legs as he waits for you to say something. 

“Please just make it better.” You say, leaning up to catch his lips, pulling his face down with yours as your body relaxes into the mattress. Wonwoo doesn’t hesitate, slowly pulling his hips back before pushing them forwards again, his thrusts starting slow as his mouth keeps your own busy, swallowing every whimper you let out. 

“You have to relax, petal.” He whispers against your mouth, his hands smoothing up your side, soothing the tension in your body before sliding back down to your hips. 

You close your eyes as Wonwoo takes his mouth of yours, your eyes squeezing shut as he presses gentle kisses against your skin, his head leaning against the dip in your shoulder. 

“You’re are doing so well, petal.” He praises. 

“Such a beautiful flower for me.” He continues. 

“I want you to cum for me.” He says, groaning out your name as he feels you clench around him, your thighs tensing as his hands lift them away from his hips, holding them around his waist as his thrust become stronger. His teeth graze against the skin of your neck as he sucks purple bruises on the surface. 

“I can’t.” You whisper, your hands gripping the sheets as your head pushes back into the pillows. 

“You can.” Wonwoo mumbles moving his mouth back up to the bottom of your jaw, pressing a gentle kiss before catching your lips again. You feel one of his hands leave your leg, feeling around the bed for something, a smile on his lips as the cold metal presses to your clit. 

You let out a squeal as the vibrations start, running up your body as the feeling of relief washes over you. You can’t hear anything through the ringing in your ears, as Wonwoo slows his thrusts, but you can feel the praise he is whispering into your mouth, his left hand rubbing against your thigh as your body melts. 

“You did so good.” The ringing finally fades, Wonwoo’s deep voice keeping you centred as he stops his movements completely, the whirring of the vibrator stopping your eyes still squeezed closed. “When you’re ready, petal, open your eyes for me.” He says softly. 

Wonwoo doesn’t move while he waits, his cock still hard inside of you, his patience keeping the two of you grounded against the bed. 

“You didn’t finish.” You grumble, your eyes slowly opening to the room, Wonwoo’s eyes locking with yours as he presses a soft kiss to your mouth. 

Wonwoo had never seen anything as cute at the disappointed pout of your face. 

“I don’t need to.” He says. “Watching you finally relax is more than enough reward.” 

“But that’s not fair for you.” You can’t help but complain, sex was always give and take with you. You wanted to give as much as you take. 

“Doesn’t matter. You are the only thing that’s important in the room.” Wonwoo’s words are soft as he slowly sit up on his knees, his cock sliding out of you slowly. You watch as Wonwoo pulls the condom off, covered in you juices.

“Did you want something to eat?” Wonwoo asks, “Maybe some chocolate?” He teases as you shake your head, letting out a choked laugh as you sit up on the bed. Wonwoo watches you move with concern, his hand ready to grab hold of you if you fall. 

“How’re you feeling now?” He asks and you shrug, a light smile on your face. 

“Better.” You say. 

“Tired.” You add. 

“You better have a shower, I’ll fix up the bed.” He stand from the bed, pulling his pants up, tucking his stiff erection into his underwear. You slide off the bed, stopping in front of him as you grab the towel off Mingyu’s desk chair. 

“Thank you.” Your words are soft as you pat a hand against his abdomen, Wonwoo nodding as you walk out of the room. 

“Anytime, petal.” 

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

[oh-look-another]

i'm a sucker for narrators who are like,,, part of the narrative. they're a part of the story. they may or may not be fundemantal to it, but they influence it one way or another.

[ryansjane]

"Don't let him come to the editing room."

[selemina]

“You’re ALL going down!” All hail Martyn the Hurricane, the fourth winner! :D

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[bookwyrminspiration]

shannon introduced elysian stepping out of thin air claiming to be a power source, called it the biggest secret of the lost cities she's been keeping for over a decade, then said peace see you in at least 3 years. and honestly. power move

[saintmalosunsets]

BAND OF BROTHERS | CURRAHEE

Doc Roe in the background of scenes (pt. 1/26)

[thirdeyeblue]

“Nine would have treated Martha better than Ten did”

I need to talk about this argument that never seems to stop circulating.

Note: Not a venomous/anti post. There’s more than enough of that across fandom spaces as is, and this is supposed to be a place for ✨sweet, blissful escapism✨

When making this argument, people seem to envision a scenario in which Nine never met Rose.

While I can appreciate a good hypothetical, recognizing Rose's significance to the Doctor (Nine and Ten) is essential to understanding why things with Martha played out the way they did in the first place.

In the third series, the Doctor is grieving. This grief is deliberately threaded into nearly every script, whether spoken aloud or not (and these are just a few examples):

He's burning in Rose’s wake the entire time Martha travels with him, which is why it’s so frequently called upon: It’s 100% deliberate in framing his grief. He grieved as Nine too, of course— having been fresh on the heels of the Time War — but then he met Rose, which changed everything.

Back then, he was still a rude, traumatized pain in the ass, but we watch Rose soften more of those jagged edges with every episode as they grow closer; as he lets his guard down and forms a deep connection with her.

He falls in love (against his better judgment) and it's game over.

And yes: provided S1E1 had been titled 'Martha', one can realistically assume things might have unfolded similarly to how they did with Rose. However, it wouldn’t have been that way just because the Doctor was Nine and “Nine was different” — it would be because he wasn’t already in love with someone else. The same can't be said for the start of S3.

Think of it like this: if Rose AND Martha had been in that cellar — if Nine had taken both of them along with him in S1 — we’d eventually be looking at the most melodramatic love triangle ever, what with him living in close quarters with two brilliant, gorgeous, compassionate young women... But Doctor Who is plenty “soap opera” as is with just one woman in the TARDIS.

(I certainly wouldn’t object to reading that fic, though)

Now, regarding the unrequited elephant in the room…

His inability to be romantic with Martha isn’t because he thinks her lesser, nor is it for lack of compatibility. It isn't because Rose is any better than her. It certainly isn’t just because he’s Ten.

It’s really only for one reason, which can't be denied — and now I’m a broken record:

He is still in love with Rose.

(cut from a tenrosedaily gif)

Nine is Ten, and Ten is only such a mess in S3 because he’s just lost the love of his life. Martha merely got caught in the crosshairs of a volatile Time Lord in mourning, and yes — it sucks. Absolutely.

But it also feels dismissive to chalk Ten and Martha’s relationship up to little more than some sort of mindless dance of pining, jealousy, and toxicity.

Ten trusted Martha with his life over and over again — and hers, with him. He constantly praised her brilliance, happily carting her around time and space with no intention of letting her go. In the BBC’s extended universe of novels/comics/cartoons/etc, there’s so much depth to their relationship: love and trust and trauma and sacrifice. They had their own special bond as mates, their own complexities — so it’s a bummer that it's forever overshadowed by the other things.

I’m not denying that there was a lot of stuff that sucked/was for sure toxic about Ten's S3 behavior, but so many of the things I've seen him catching flak for can be directly attributed to being A Clueless Fucking Alien Idiot (not a trait that’s unique to Ten) — as well as his flat-out obliviousness to Martha’s feelings.

So yes, I agree: if Rose never existed, he would have treated Martha differently as Nine. He also would have treated her differently as Ten. Certainly.

But Rose did exist, and when discussing canon, it matters.

“He tells me that he absolutely, 100% loves Rose... He tells me how my daughter; my wonderful, beautiful, clever little girl saved him from himself before… And he says that’s all because of me! I made her into the Rose Tyler that saved him.”

-Jackie Tyler, Flight Into Hull!

Martha got the short end of the stick in S3. She came round at the wrong place and time, but that doesn't mean it was all bad. It doesn't mean the Doctor didn’t adore her. It certainly doesn't mean the time they spent together was wasted or worthless. They were brilliant!

Sure, he could be a twat, but let it be known that he was a twat with Rose as well, both as Nine and Ten. I’m sure Tentoo can be plenty infuriating, too. So while I'll defend Ten (and Tentoo) into the ground forever and ever and ever, I'll concede that he's fucked up.

The Doctor is a certified Pain In The Ass. It’s one of the things I love so much about this character — dynamics.

But never forget that Martha was goddamn tough as nails and overcame every bit of it. She moved on with her life, and the Doctor moved on with his. One can only pray that, when they inevitably drag her back onto the show (which feels inevitable if I'm honest), we see at once that she's been living her best life for all these years.

[serendipitouslyyyyyy]

i'm doing my part to keep the magic of percy jackson alive (i'm telling new viewers who make those prediction videos on tiktok that "luke is the traitor" is an inside joke among old fans to confuse the new ones)

[xddaengx]

Play Along : The Series ⎜pt 9

✧ Pairings: Mingyu x Reader ⎜Vernon x Reader ⎜

✧ Genre:  Poly!AU ⎜ Idol!AU ⎜ Established Relationship ⎜ Romance ⎜

✧ Warnings: fingering ⎜ movie night ⎜ exhibitionism kinda ⎜ Vernon proving himself ⎜ public sex ⎜ short ⎜

✧ Word Count: 3k

✧ Summary: Your boyfriend proposes the idea, that he shares you with his 12 best friends.

✧ Author’s Note: This was most voted for in the poll, so here y'all go. This series only has a few more chapters to go - so we will begin wrapping things up shortly.

(UNEDITED)

“Princess, would you mind helping Vernon set up for the movie?” Mingyu asks, his chin resting on your shoulder as you place some dirty cutlery on the bench. 

“Sure can.” You mumble, leaning into the large mans embrace, the warmth of his body relaxing some of the muscles in your back. You feel Mingyu’s hands run up and down your arms slowly, trying to coax the last of the tightness from your shoulders. 

“I promise after the movie we can talk about what’s going on.” Mingyu says softly, pressing a long kiss to your cheek before releasing you, deciding to go have a shower before the movie starts. 

Movie night was a common occurrence in the dorms - the boys waited all week to finally get a night off and watch whatever movie has come out most recently. Somehow you’d managed to snag yourself a regular invitation to the celebration of rest. 

“We could watch a horror movie?” Vernon says quietly as he flicks through the rentals on the TV, stopping every now and then to read the synopsis. Each of the boys took a turn to pick the movie for the night, most of them already having one in mind before movie night started, last week was the sub par superhero movie with the rock picked by Joshua. 

“Honestly anything would be better than last week.” You sigh as you collect the dishes from dining table, placing them on the kitchen bench before sorting them in the dishwasher. The rest of the boys taking their time in washing up after the day of schedules and group dinner. 

“I don’t think the movie was that bad.” Vernon says turning his head to watch you finish cleaning the kitchen. You stop your movement looking at him with a raised eyebrow. “Ok, it might’ve been a little bad.” He chuckles, you dry your hands on the dish towel before grabbing the snacks that had been left on the bench for the movie. 

“What kind of horror were you thinking?” You question, dropping the snacks on the coffee table before rushing back to the kitchen to grab the drinks. 

“I don’t know, what about that new one that came out, the one with the psychiatrist?” Vernon suggests, scrolling backwards through the movie catalogue to find what he was looking for. 

“Oh, the smiley one?” You question as you pad into the lounge room, dropping the drink onto the table before plopping on the floor next to Vernon, your knees pressed together as you wait for him to pull up the movie trailer. 

The two of your watch the trailer as everyone finishes changing into their comfy clothes, slowly starting to join the two of you each of them shooting Vernon a teasing smile as the red rises on his neck, your bare thigh presses against he knee as you lean close to him, trying to let Jeonghan pass by. 

“Sorry” You say softly as you stumble, your hand landing on Vernon’s legs to keep yourself from toppling over completely. Vernon just shakes his head, letting out a long sigh as you sit up on your knees finally releasing your grip on his legs. 

“Come here, Princess, you’re flustering the poor boy.” Mingyu says as he grins at his younger member, your body shooting away from Vernon quickly as you take in his embarrassed expression. Mingyu spreads his legs on the couch, patting the space opening up between them. 

You rush away from the blushing boy on the floor, apologising quickly as you take your position between Mingyu’s legs, falling back against his chest. His arms wrap around you as you tug the blanket over both of your lower bodies, pouting and Mingyu chuckles against your cheek, pressing soft kisses to the soft skin as you watch Vernon in self frustration. 

“It’s not like you meant to do anything, baby.” Mingyu whispers against your skin, the two of you watching the younger boy get up from his seat on the floor turning towards the couch with a defeated expression. You look to your left, the only free spot available next to you and your boyfriend. 

“Look at him, he’s already getting flustered again.” Seungkwan chuckles from across the room, drawing more attention to his friend. 

“Like you can judge, Kwannie.” Mingyu shouts from behind you, abruptly ending Seungkwan’s teasing. 

“Sit.” You say quietly, patting the cushion besides you, giving Vernon a sympathetic smile. “They’ll shut up once the movies on.” You add quickly. Vernon is quick to listen, sitting before anyone else can spit out a sly remark. The boys continue to either tease or defend Vernon while the man in question presses on the remote until the movie is ready to be played on screen. 

“We’re not insulting you, non.” Joshua says quickly, trying to ease the situation, Vernon’s body tense as he sit straight besides you, his hands tightening into fists as he presses play on the remote before passing it over to Mingyu. 

“I mean even Dino has more experience than him though.” Jeonghan say under his breath, a sly grin on his face as Vernon glares at the man before moving his gaze over to you. 

“I’m sure that not true, right Vernon?” You say quickly, your words pulling a snort from the older male. 

“I’ve never seen Vernon with anyone, bet he’s still a virgin.” Jeonghan continues, ignoring the way Joshua elbows him in the arm. 

“Well there’s nothing wrong with that.” You respond, reaching your hand out to pat Vernon on the arm. “One day he’ll be with someone and they’ll be very lucky.” You add, ignoring the way Jeonghan rolls his eyes, the movie finally starting on screen. 

Mingyu tightens his arms on you but his gaze is trained on the younger member besides him. 

“I’m not a virgin.” Vernon whispers to himself, your ears only just managing to pick it up. You can almost feel the moment Mingyu gets an idea, the way his body almost trembles with excitement as he reaches to the table beside the couch picking up his phone. 

You keep your eyes training on the screen as Mingyu types furiously on his phone, a small buzz vibrating in your lap and to your left. Mingyu had started a group chat with Vernon the message was simple. 

An invitation. 

‘Show her just how much experience you have.’ 

Vernons eyes shoot towards you and yours glance over your shoulder to look at Mingyu, who eyes are trained on the TV screen calmly watching the movie - the grin lifting the corners of his lips the only thing hinting that something happened. 

You turn to look at Vernon and shrug. You glance down at your phone, typing quickly on the screen before chucking it to the side, settling against your boyfriend, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. 

Vernon’s teeth catches his lip as he looks down at the message you sent - his phone lighting up his face as he turns to look at the two of you cuddled together on the couch. 

‘Show me what you’ve got, pretty boy.’ 

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“You need to stop fidgeting.” Mingyu’s breath whispers across the back of your neck, his hands holding you tight against him as he bends his knees, his legs creating a tent around the two of you. 

“I can’t, he won’t move his hand.” You hiss, shooting Vernon a glare, as he keeps his eyes forwards, his hand had been sitting on your thigh for half the movie, his thumb rubbing soft circles on the bare skin. Mingyu just chuckles before telling you to ‘just watch the movie.’

Finally you feel Vernon’s hand move, slipping up your thigh slightly playing with the hem of your pyjama shorts, you gaze flicking around the room, none of the other member paying attention to what was happening at the other end of the couch. 

Vernon shoots you a grin before his fingers graze over your panties, a small amount of tension releasing as you lean your head back against Mingyu’s shoulder, trying to push yourself against Vernon’s fingers. Vernon’s finger move slowly, lightly, just trailing over the fabric of your underwear, his eyes never moving from their forward position. 

“More, please.” You whine under your breath, the loud soundtrack of the movie covering the words, only the two men closest to you hearing the plea. One of Mingyu’s hands shift, pulling some of the hair off your shoulder, his left pressing soft kisses on the skin, as Vernon’s fingers tug on the crotch of your underwear, shifting them to the side as his cold fingers finally make contact with your burning skin. 

Your gasp is perfectly timed with the jump scare on the screen, the boys shooting your a quick look, your body tensing as they let out a short chuckle before turning their attention back to the movie. “You have to be quiet.” Mingyu mumbles against you, adding, “they can’t know that Vernon is about to stuff you full with his fingers.” 

Vernon seems to take that as his cue, his finger only just dipping between your folds, grazing against your walls before pulling back out spreading the growing wetness over you. His fingers move in the same similar pattern, up and down, in and out, up and down, in and out. Mingyu’s hands drop from your waist to sit on your hips pushing them back down onto the couch as they buck forwards, chasing after Vernon’s fingers as he pulls them out again. 

You hand reaches out and tugs Vernon’s finger back to you, guiding them back to your entrance. “Get it done, Hansol.” You hiss, the slow growing tightness it your abdomen pulsing as he pushes back inside of you, his smug smile growing as you squeeze your eyes shut, your teeth biting down on your lower lip. 

Mingyu was right, his fingers really do stuff you full. Vernon uses his wrist to get as much leverage as possible, his fingers pumping faster, curling as they bottom out inside of you, you can feel your hips trying to rock against the couch, Mingyu straining to hold you in place. 

“Baby, you need to stay still.” Mingyu hisses in your ear, your lip is still trapped between your teeth, your eyes finally opening as Vernon slides in a third finger. 

“I’m so close.” You whine quietly, Vernon coughing to cover the sound, his hand turning slightly so his thumb can put light pressure on your clit. “fuck.” You curse under your breath, feeling mingyu’s shoulder shake slightly as he chuckles leaning a little more towards Vernon. 

“Wrap it up, man.” He whispers, Vernon nodding quickly. 

It feels like your body is lifting off the couch as Vernon shoves a fourth finger in, his hand moving quicker than you’d ever seen the calm boy move - Mingyu lifts one hand off your hips and holds it to your mouth. 

“Bite down.” He says, you oblige taking the heel of his thumb into your mouth, your teeth digging into the skin - Mingyu lets out a short grunt with a small cough at the end, his remaining hand the only thing keeping you on the soft fabric of the couch. 

It doesn’t take long for Vernon’s finger to bring you to your climax, your teeth clamping down harder on Mingyu’s hand to stop yourself from making any sound as you slap your thighs shut around Vernon’s hand, thankful for the large covering Mingyu’s man made tent over your lower body is giving you. 

You chest heaves as you slowly release Mingyu’s hand, keeping Vernon’s fingers trapped inside of you while your pussy continues to throb, coming down slowly from your high, the movie finally coming to an end with a bang, not that you had any clue what had happened throughout. 

 Mingyu finally manages to pry your thighs apart, Vernon managing to slip his fingers out, looking your directly in the eyes as he sucks them into his mouth, his eyes closing with a please sigh. 

You feel Mingyu’s phone buzz besides you, the man unlocking the screen, his arms wrapped back around your body. 

‘Did I prove myself?’   The message from Vernon was bright on Mingyu’s screen, the man behind you chuckling as you quickly nod your head. Mingyu sends through a thumbs up emoji, before stretching his arms above his head as the credits roll on the screen. 

“So what did everyone think?” Vernon asks the groups as Seungkwan turns the lamp in the corner of the room back on. 

“It was good.” Hoshi says quickly, pleased with the horror choice. “I really like the part where the car scene.” He adds quickly, looking over at your body wrapped up in your boyfriend. “It must’ve really got you.” He teases. 

“Oh, yeah, jump scares always get me.” You mumble out, trying to ignore the way Mingyu’s chest rumbles against your back. 

“I think we’re going to head to bed before the next movie, my little princess is a bit tired.” Mingyu says to the group before lifting himself onto the back of the couch, jumping out of his spot from behind you, offering his hand to help you off the couch. 

“I’ll see everyone in the morning.” You bid everyone a quick goodnight, your hand clasped with Mingyu’s as he drags you to the end of the hallway into his bedroom. Mingyu pauses for a moment while you enter the room, you can tell he's hesitant about something.

“Is it time for our talk?” Mingyu questions as he close the door behind the two of you, his back pressing up against the wooden door. You nod as you pad towards the bed.

“I’m just worried.” You say, climbing into the middle of the bed. 

“Worried about what?” 

“I don’t know, just the way some of the guys are acting these days.” You huff as you slump against the mattress looking up at the roof, hearing the way Mingyu slides down the door to sit on the floor. 

“How are they acting? Is anyone being rude?” He questions quickly as your just shake your head quickly. 

“It just feels different, you know? Like the other day Seungkwan called me at work and took me to lunch. Or the other week Wonwoo asked if he could brush and braid my hair when I got out of the shower.” You say quickly, giving examples of the weird encounters you were starting to have with the members. 

“So you’re worried cause they’re being nice? They care about you, you’re like everyones best friend.” Mingyu responds and your groan. 

“You don’t get it feels like more than just a friendship thing. It feels like a boyfriend thing.” 

“Wait, what does that mean? I don’t get it.” Mingyu asks. 

“They’re acting like a boyfriend does, not just like a friend.” You says quickly before sitting up on the bed. “Gyu, I’m just worried that they’re getting to attached to whatever this is. You said it yourself when we started this, that they’re all a little touch starved, maybe they’re attaching themselves to me, to what they want to have.” 

Mingyu seems more alert now, your words seeming to have triggered something in him. His eyes are down cast, as he waits for you to keep talking, when you don’t he speaks softly. “Is that a bad thing?” 

You can’t help but tilt your head in confusion not understanding what he meant. Mingyu moves slowly moving on his knees until he sits next to the bed, his hands reaching out for yours. You reach for him, both his hand capturing one of yours, his lips pressing a soft kiss against your knuckles. 

“Is it such a bad thing if they treat you like that? Is it so bad if they do get attached?” Mingyu continues, “I mean if it makes you uncomfortable I’ll talk to them but do you really hate that they care for you so much?” 

You shake your head quickly at Mingyu’s questions, letting out another long sigh. “I don’t hate it, I just don’t… Where is this going to go gyu? How is this going to end up as a happily ever after? I can’t date thirteen people at once.” 

“Nothing needs to be decided right now, but I don’t see any problems so far, I think we should just let things run their course.” You nod giving your hand a quick shake trying to get Mingyu to release it from between his two large ones. 

“Stop thinking about the future so much, we will face things head on when they arise, for now just enjoy the fact that you get to be pampered by everyone in this house right now. Enjoy the fact that you have thirteen men who are so goddamn infatuated with you they have zero cares for anything else.” Mingyu says, finally releasing your hands as he crawls up onto the mattress, his body forcing you to to lie back, caging you against the soft material of his sheets. 

“No matter how this ends, it’ll always come back to me and you.” He reassures you, pressing soft kisses all over your face until you let out soft chuckles, trying to get away from the tickle of his breath on your neck. 

“Fine, but if things start getting messy I’m out.” You say, smiling as Mingyu releases the tension in his arm, his body falling on top of yours, his arms wrapping around you pulling you as close to him as humanly possible. “You can be out anytime, but not right now, I’m too comfortable.” Mingyu says against your sternum, his head tucked against your chest as he lets out a content sigh. 

“Mingyu, I still haven’t even showered yet, and despite the fact the you’re comfortable my underwear is wet and riding up my ass.” You manage to pry Mingyu’s arms off of you, shuffling down the bed until your can slip out from under the oversized man’s body. 

Mingyu rolls onto his back watching as you gather your fresh clothes and a towel reaching for the bedroom door. 

“Do you need me to help you?” Mingyu coos, your head shaking in disbelief as you exit the room with a blunt, “nope.” 

[two-dolla-bills]

No ok I've had this rattling in my brain for fucking years now and I think it's high time I say something. I find it soooo absolutely delectable that dreams and sleeping are, accidentally, such prominent parts of hlvrai. Like, yeah, we all know "There's a world in your dreams Dr. Freeman, and I need you to take me there," but that's just the tip of the iceberg for me. Coomer realizes that everything around him is fake and that Gordon, the player, is the only actually real thing. When Gordon sleeps in the game, in actuality, he's taking off the headset and going about his day in the real world with real people. From Coomer's perspective, Gordon's reality is a dream, but from Gordon's pov, the modded game Half Life vr is a type of dream.

The way I see it is like if Alice in Wonderland took place where Alice knows she's dreaming and that everything is fake, but to the citizens of wonderland, it's all real, because that is the only thing they have ever known since they first began living (aka when Alice closed her eyes and began dreaming). Once Alice wakes up, the dream world ceases to be, but Alice continues on like nothing happened because that's what it was to her. Nothing.

What got me thinking about this is the it's all a dream trope, more specifically, Overly Sarcastic Production's video on it. Tldr, there are multiple avenues through which an author can do an it's all a dream plot, ranging from inconsequential one-off to the dream world may exist in its own way, but doesn't exist within reality. To Gordon, his adventures with the Science Team are the equivalent of a normal dream that turns sour once you and the people in your dream realize what's going on.

[batcavescolony]

What ever you do don't think about Percy reading Estelle a little kid version of 'The Odyssey' because that's what Sally read to him but he doesn't want to scare her. Don't imagine Sally looking on with guilt in her eyes cus she HAD to read him the real one so he knew what to expect. Don't think about Sally looking down on her little girl with tears in her eyes cus she doesn't need to worry about snakes in her bed or teachers being Cyclopes. Don't think of Sally seeing Estelle with Paul and having to leave the room cus when Percy was that age they had Gabe. Don't think of the unimaginable guilt that Sally must feel for being relieved that Estelle's biggest battle at 16, is her Dad being her teacher. And whatever you do don't think about Percy feeling like an outsider in his own family even though he gets constantly reassured that he's part of it and loved.

[dreammeiser]

Will Dream along have it’s own currency including unique animals and/or plants?

There are! There's been a ton of world-building because I LOVE series that are immersive, especially with Dreamalong being a world that I do very much want to live in (even with the creepie-peepies)

I would joke about them using Chocolate Coins as currency, but I think it is here to stick around-- though I think there will be currency that is valuable to each different Puppetkind. Chocolate Coins may be valuable to only some! It'll be fun thinking of the conversion rates, haha!

Here are some snippets of sketches of just some creatures that I was brainstorming :o)

[purpleshadow-star]

Pic context: Talking about the exy stadium at USC considering the fact that USC is a real school

I love how Nora just invents things in order to avoid complications with real-life things.

Like, using USC's football stadium as the exy stadium too would take a lot of work to figure out how that would be possible. Solution: invent a new stadium!

Having the characters play a real sport that already exists would mean looking into all the rules and regulations and history, etc, and there could be multiple elements of the sport that work against the plot of the story or complicate it in some way. Solution: invent a new sport!

I mean, it gives her full creative control over what happens in the story, and we as readers get to learn about a cool new thing without feeling the need to fact-check every element. Tbh, it makes so much sense to me.

Like, go off! Make stuff up! It's your world. We're just reading and enjoying and becoming obsessed with it!!!

[evacrstairs]

'cause i can't help it if you look like an angel...

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