#stop I THINK MY BIAS IS SO OBVIOUS NOW

[cordycepsfem]

So my girlfriend and I went to our local Pride event today, one that I’ve written about previously here.

I did not want to go. This is because I am new-task-avoidant, and Pride was on one day of my usually tightly-hoarded weekend. But she asked that I go and meet some of her friends from her volunteering group so I said sure.

Meeting her friends was great - they’re fun and welcoming people from a variety of backgrounds, and I’m glad we did that. I hope we can spend time with them again soon.

Then we go out to the actual festival part. It is loud. There are people everywhere. This is unsurprising because it is a pride event in a major city. As people we are not fond of loud, crowded events… but we made the effort to get here so we’re going to go through it.

So we start walking.

As we make our way through the crowds I realize that the two of us are some of the more conservative-looking individuals there. We’re in T-shirts, shorts, baseball caps, functional shoes. There are many, many people in what we on here are all familiar with as “queer” costuming - it’s loud, it’s ugly, and it’s adorned with pins and stickers demanding attention. Many people have giant flags around their necks.

We see booths with obviously female individuals selling merchandise emblazoned with “f*ggot” doing a robust business. Lots of apparel and accessories that scream “I have an identity and I’m here to make it your problem!!” One booth has a pin showing a mastectomy-scarred chest reading “the no-titty committee” which causes me to let out a sad noise, because sure enough I’ve seen at least ten individuals with bare chests and some awful mastectomy scars wandering around. Some have glitter or fancy tape adoring their scars. Others have very obvious “dog ears” which look sloppy and painful.

(Note: I am not saying that having scars is awful. I am saying that the way the incisions were made was imprecise, leaving scars that are larger and that look worse as compared to, like, an actually good surgeon performing a regulated procedure with a standardized course, and not a “gender medicine professional.” This is obviously my own bias from doing research and from seeing others “in the wild” and should only be taken as my opinion. I have plenty of scars; the surgical ones all look clean and well-executed. These did not.)

We keep walking. There were at least two furry booths. Lots of people in puppy masks. Plenty of trans-focused groups.

We buy a few things at some of the more relevant booths and I stop to talk to one group about a job. My girlfriend says she’s ready to go, so we cut around the rest of the park and head for a nearby bookstore.

As we’re walking she takes my hand. “That pride wasn’t for us.”

“No.”

“I don’t know who it was for, but it wasn’t for us.”

I said “I told you so” in the kindest of voices but it was really just sad. This event and so many others happening this month are no longer for actual LGBT people. They are a celebration of the commodification of “queer” identity. Were there some booths there with people doing good work for those in our communities? Yes, without a doubt. But was there a bigger contingent of people there to give a “fuck you” to the world? Yep.

The first Pride events were to show straight people that LGBT people were not sexual deviants. Now the sexual deviants have booths at the Pride events.

I would just like a lesbian event. Just women. I’m willing to start it and run it. Girlfriend was so excited to go to Pride, and I think she left more disappointed than anything else. There are no longer a lot of “normies” at Pride. They have to be somewhere, so where?

[y4z1]

Black, Stained White. | MDNI

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Synopsis: You and Bang Chan get into a playful fight when he finds out he isn't your bias, but what unrolls after your fight with Chan is a very not-so-bestfriend like situation.

Warnings: making out, sex, choking-ish, reader is called babygirl (duh, it's chan), fingering, Daddy kink, choking kink, spanking, basically just MDNI

WC: 1.5k

Chan was sitting across you, on the bean bag in the corner of the room, while you were sitting on your bed. His cute dimples and crescent-shaped eyes were staring back at you—cute. You were sharing a hilarious memory of you and Felix's disastrous moment of baking, and how you had accidentally slipped over a banana peel on the floor. His giggles filling the entire room, it was like heaven to your ears. You loved nothing more than hearing Chan happy.

Out of all the people you'd met, you loved Chan the most. You appreciated that he loved you for who you are, unlike others. Throughout your relationship of several years, Chan had always been the one putting a smile on your face. And so, you did the same for him. You really can't recall a single memory where you guys aren't dying of laughter on the floor.

After recollecting yourself and taking a few deep breaths, you finally looked back at him—and bursted out laughing, again. "I'm so sorry, I'm actually so sorry I'll stop"

5 minutes pass and you finally stopped laughing. Chan got up and stretched his arms out, he was wearing a full black outfit. He slipped his beanie off and his orange curly hair poofed out which looked, not to mention, so damn attractive.

He'd dyed his hair plenty of times, but I guess since it's been a while you'd never realized how much you'd craved seeing orange-haired Chan.

His eyes perked up at your and his body facing you. His eyebrows furrowed and head tilted. "Hey, I've never asked you, who's your bias?"

You smiled and blushed at the thought of your bias—or seungmin, specifically. But you couldn't tell him that, what if he tells the other members and then they feel like they're not good enough or just not loved.

"I like all the members", you'd thought you'd gotten away with it but deep down you knew your lies were pretty obvious, and the guilt was plastered on your face.

"Stop lying, I know you have a bias". He was smiling at you again, inching closer by the second. His sexy, deep, Australian accent making your heart beat even faster as if it's not about to already jump out of your body.

You were scared, guilty, and flustered all at the same time. And he could clearly tell. "I won't tell anyone" he said with a warm smile to calm you down a little. And he kept his promises, he really did, he kept all of them in fact.

Without a second thought, you looked at him in the eyes. "It's seungmin...", you fidgeted with your hands. A shocked look on his face, "SEUNGMIN?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE LEE KNOW BIASED", now you were the one with the shocked face. "Lee know?! What makes you think that?!" You replied. He widened his eyes and his signature dimpled smile on his face, "your murderous personality"

You chuckled "wow. Okay but listen, by bias I just mean that seungmin is the one who catches my eye the most. I don't have a real bias because it just changes every 3 days. These days its been you in my mind all day" you covered your mouth and your eyes widened realizing what you'd just said.

He smirked at you, from what you could tell from the corner of your eye. He ruffled your hair, "awwwww that's cute, you love me that much". He was teasing you. In response you smacked his hand away. But, it just made the situation worse, he pushed you onto your back and hovered over you.

It turned into a fight of him trying to get his hands on your body as a way of teasing and you just yanking his hands away, though eventually it stopped when he stared at you with dark, lustful eyes.

His deep brown eyes stared back at you. Everything around you, erased. All you could see was him, and you. His veiny arms were around your head, pinning your body into the mattress.

Your eyes travelled down to his lips. It was as if his lips were pulling you in and you couldn't escape them. They were a soft shade of cherry red, and heart shaped. His bottom lip was tucked under his teeth.

Without even realizing how or when, you were centimeters close. His lips, still bringing you in, until both your lips finally touched and brought each other in for a slow, savory kiss.

He pulled back, getting confirmation that it was okay to go on further. You gave him an approval nod and smile, going in for another kiss. This time a more intimate and longing one.

Eventually, it turned into a full-on make out session. Your hands roaming eachothers body.

You both pulled away from lack of oxygen, and his left hand snaked around your thigh while he brought his lips closer to your inner thigh, gliding his soft lips up and down.

He left one or two hickeys along the process, making sure to mark his territory.

He inched closer and closer, until his face was less than a centimeter away from your heat. In a teasing motion, he lifted his long, slender fingers and traced your folds up and down through your soaked panties.

"so soaked for me, huh babygirl?" He said in a deep, raspy voice, making you even wetter than you already were. He knew the effect he had on you, and he used it to an advantage. He knew every single one of your kinks, every one of your turn-on's.

He eyes were on you the whole time, making sure you were okay with going further.

He teased you over and over again, you were starting to lose patience and he knew that. Nonetheless, you stared at him with doe eyes, knowing that'd drive him crazy.

Your panties to the side in seconds, while he slipped two fingers in, receiving a satisfied moan in return. Three thrusts and he pulled out, smirking at you. You whined and tried other devious tricks on him that you were sure would drive him insane. But damn did he have self control.

There was one trick you hadn't tried though. You'd always known he had a daddy kink, well who didn't—it's literally Chan we're talking about.

You put on a little pout and doe eyes for him, tilting your head. "Please, daddy?" You know that did it for him when he bit his lip and smirked even harder.

An unexpected slap to your ass caught you off guard. You gasped at the stinging pain. "Say it again, babygirl "

"p-please daddy?" A tear making its way down the side of your face.

Though he'd put up a cold persona, he'd made sure to not hurt you in anyway by slowly entering into your heat.

Your walls clenched around him and you wanted more. Patience long forgotten, all you wanted was his massive dick thrusting in and out of you at a godly pace.

And he fulfilled your desires, thrusting in and out of you, right as you adjusted to his length. His left hand wrapped around your neck tightly. You could barely breathe but he knew you so well, he knew it was one of your kinks.

You could feel the similar knot tie itself in your stomach, and within seconds that knot untied itself. You came together at the same time, staining the black sheets white.

He collapsed on top of you, while you ran your hand through his curls. You both laid in bed for a while until you regained your energy to go and shower.

Chan got up first, walking over to the bathtub and turning on the hot water. He made sure the water was the right temperature, and made his way towards you, carrying you bridal style. You giggled to yourself. "What's so funny" he asked with a small smile on his face. "Nothing, don't worry."

He laid you into the bathtub gently. He was walking back towards your bedroom, and damn did bro have a whole bakery back there (bet his back hurts from carrying the whole kpop industry and that humongous a-). Your eyes perked up at him and you asked "you're not getting in?". He stopped and looked back at you, "no, haha you can wash up first"

You got up and took one leg out of the bathtub, reaching for his hand. You pulled him down into the bathtub with you, water splashing everywhere.

He looked at you with wide eyes and an open mouth, "did you just try to drown me?". You giggled and responded, "hey I thought you could swim"

He put on a bland expression, trying to hide that smile that wanted to take over his face "yeah I'm gonna swim in like, half a foot of water"

Whether you were taking a bath, cuddling, or even at work, your bickering never stopped.

A/N: Wrote this at like 2 AM only cuz if I were to continue it later, it would be chilling in my drafts for years.

[xomakara]

Come On Over

SUMMARY | Haechan doesn’t want to be seen as a cute, little baby boy to you so he asks Johnny for help to seduce you. PAIRING | Johnny/Reader/Haechan GENRE | smut with no plot, unprotected sex (wrap it up everyone!), oral sex, fingering, anal sex, threesome RATING | Mature LENGTH | 5,291 words AUTHOR’S NOTE | So yeah, here’s another Johnny (and Haechan) one. It’s obvious who my bias and who my bias wreckers are hahaha.

“Y/N, come here!”

You turned away from Taeil to look at Johnny. You were surprised to see him smiling with all his teeth and eagerly waving you over. You took one more look back at Taeil who was still staring up at you. You shrugged and made your way to the tall man.

“What do you want, Suh?” You crossed your arms over your chest. “If you’re planning on playing another trick on me with the kids then I won’t be able to stop myself from punching you in the face.”

“Why are you always so mean to me?” Johnny asked before chuckling. “What has this gorgeous man done to you that he gets treated like this?”

You rolled your eyes, a smile on your lips. “Nothing but try to get under my skin every time we see each other.”

“He does.” He leaned against the wall of the waiting room where you stood. His hand reached out for yours, intertwining his fingers with yours as he brought them together. “But he must’ve did something right if he got someone as amazing as you.”

“I swear Johnny, you’re making it harder for me to hate you.” You lightly punched his shoulder. “But seriously, what do you want?”

“Well,” He ran a hand through his hair, not meeting your eyes. “I just wanted to tell you that you looked beautiful today.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. How in the world did you look beautiful right now wearing baggy jeans, a hoodie and your hair in a tangled mess of a bun? “Do you need to get your eyes checked or something? This has to be a joke right? Which kid are you playing tricks with? Jaemin? Chenle? Haechan?”

“Y/N, you always look pretty in my eyes no matter what you wear.” Johnny stepped closer, his warm breath tickling your ear. “I know I don’t have to say this, but you’re the most beautiful woman in the entire universe and there isn’t anything anyone can ever do to change that.”

He stopped moving away from you as he gazed down into your eyes. You could feel your body reacting to his presence. You then grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him towards you. “Okay, what are you and Haechan planning?”

“Awhhh…” Haechan frowned as he made his way to you. He enveloped you in a hug, looking down at you. “I was waiting for you to kiss each other.”

“You’re such a weirdo.” You pinched his arm. “Seriously though, what’s going on for Papa Bear and Baby Bear to bother me?”

Haechan smiled sheepishly. “Johnny-hyung was teaching me some new skills.”

“What new skills? Flirting?” You looked up at Johnny as he snaked his arms around your waist. Johnny nodded his head and you looked back at Haechan. “Haechan-ah, you don’t need to learn how to flirt with girls. Your personality is enough to make anyone fall for you. Have you seen the stylists and other female staff members swooning over you? I bet they all have a crush on you.”

“But what about you noona?” Haechan asked as he joined in on the hug. “Don’t you think that I’m hot too?”

You cooed at him. “Haechannie, you’re just my little baby bear. But, I might consider changing my mind when you’re older and mature.”

“No fair.” Haechan pouted as he dropped his arms to his sides. “Now I’m feeling sad.”

“That’s what you get for trying to pull off those puppy dog eyes.” Johnny laughed.

You slapped Johnny’s arm. “Stop trying to teach Haechan bad things.”

“Can’t help it.” Johnny muttered as he lowered his lips to yours. You felt butterflies erupt inside of you. This man had such an effect on you. You hadn’t been kissed by anyone in a long time since everyone on the staff was either married or dating someone else.

You never imagined dating an idol. You were just hired to be a manager and nothing more than that. But, you couldn’t deny how attracted you were to Johnny. It wasn’t just because of his good looks. There was just something different about him that made you melt inside. He intrigued you and it was driving you crazy.

It took all of your strength not to wrap your arms around his neck and run your hands through his messy hair. After a few seconds, he broke apart from you, grinning.

“How are you going to kiss and make me feel more sad?” Haechan grumbled.

“Awhhh, my poor Haechannie.” You held out your hand. “Come here, let me give you a big hug.”

“How did hyung ever manage to get you?” Haechan muttered as he stepped into your arms.

“Is my Haechannie jealous?” You chuckled as you hugged him tighter.

“Maybe…” He whispered into your hair.

You let out a laugh giving him a quick squeeze before letting him go. You looked at both Johnny and Haechan. “Go and get ready, you two. You’re about to perform soon and I don’t need the stylists to hunt me down.”

“Yes, ma’am.” They both saluted you as they walked towards their dressing rooms. You smiled softly to yourself as you watched them walk away. Ever since becoming NCT’s manager, you learned to appreciate every moment that you spend with them. No matter how stressful things got, you knew deep down that these boys meant the world to you.

You plopped onto one of the couches next to one of the stylists and laid your head on her shoulder. “I’m so tired, eonni.”

“Me too.” Eunjung sighed as she wrapped her arm around your shoulders. “I really need a vacation. I’m so stressed out lately. Everything is getting overwhelming and I’m afraid I’m going to explode.”

You sat up as you rubbed your forehead. “You shouldn’t be working so hard, eonni. We should just take a week or two off from work and just relax.”

She laughed. “You think the guys will last without you for a week?”

“They can go and bother Taeyong.” You said. “He did say those are his children.”

“Even so,” she sighed. “I’m sure two of your boys will miss you.”

“Oh, hush.” You laughed. “I doubt it. Johnny, I can understand missing me but Haechan?”

“What do you expect? He’s always hanging around Johnny. Haechan is like a son to him.”

“You make it sound like Haechan is my son.” You laughed.

“I know he acts like one sometimes.” Eunjung winked. “And you do treat him like one. We all know you love him.”

“Fine, I’ll admit it. I loveeeee Haechan.” You cackled. “I think he has a little crush on me so he’s always hanging around Johnny.”

“He probably does.” She smiled. “Are you going to be able to deal with the stress once their album drops?”

“Hopefully I’ll have a couple of weeks off after that. That would be nice. Just spending time with the boys doing whatever they want to do. Maybe going somewhere exotic.”

“Hmm, maybe.” She hummed. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”

You shook your head as you lay your head back onto her shoulder. “Let’s hope that I have the chance to do that.”

“Of course you do.” Eunjung smiled. “Now, how much longer until they start?”

“Not too long.” You muttered. “A couple minutes at most.”

After their successful stage and returning to the waiting room, Haechan trailed behind Johnny. “Hyung, please? Can’t you help me?”

Johnny ran his fingers through his hair. “You heard what Y/N said. You don’t need any help flirting with the girls. They all love you.”

“But…” Haechan scrunched his nose as he crossed his arms. “I wanted Y/N-noona to like me.”

“She does like you, Haechan.” Johnny smiled.

“She treats me like her child.” Haechan frowned. “I want noona to see me as a man.”

“She sees you as her baby boy.” Johnny countered.

“No!” Haechan yelled as he threw his arms out. “I am not a baby anymore! I want her to see me as an adult and love me for who I am.”

“You know you have to fight Johnny for her attention, Haechan.” Mark hollered as he leaned against the door frame. The other guys let out chuckles.

“It’s not fair!” Haechan complained. “Please, can’t one of you show me some support?”

“Is my Haechannie complaining again?” You walked into the room, Johnny enveloping you in a hug and kissing your forehead. “Want Mama Bear to make you feel better?”

Haechan pouted as he sank to the floor. “No.”

“Why?” Johnny grinned as he pressed his chest against your back.

“Because if I’m feeling sad, I’d rather not have you rubbing it in.” Haechan grumbled.

“Johnny stop being mean to Haechan.” You placed your hands on his cheeks, and playfully pinched them. “Besides, Haechan doesn’t need any encouragement to flatter girls. He has no problem seducing them.”

“She’s right!” One of the stylists yelled out, laughter erupting throughout the room.

“I wouldn’t say seduce, noona.” Haechan shrugged. “Most of the girls just wanted me to pay them compliments.”

“Well, there is a difference between flattery and seduction.” Johnny stated as he ruffled Haechan’s hair. “It’s okay to be a little forward, Haechan.”

“So, that’s what I need to do then?” Haechan narrowed his eyes.

“Sure.” You smiled. “Just make sure you are not crossing any lines.”

“I won’t.” Haechan vowed. “I promise.”

The rest of the day flew by pretty quickly. Before you knew it, it was already time to go home. Your stomach growled loudly causing the others to look at you curiously.

“Are you hungry, babe?" Johnny asked as he nuzzled his face against your neck.

"Yes, actually." You sighed as you wrapped your arms around his waist. "I haven't eaten anything today."

"Then why don't we go grab dinner?" He suggested. He looked at the rest of his members. "Anyone else hungry?"

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go eat!" Yuta nodded enthusiastically. "We've been rehearsing for hours. Our bodies are dying."

"Please feed us, noona!" Jungwoo whined. "You're killing us!"

"Says the guy who eats twelve slices of pizza at a time." Taeyong mumbled under his breath.

"Let's just order a lot of food so that the guys don't complain." Johnny smirked.

You giggled as you pulled away from him. "Sounds like a plan."

The boys piled into the van and headed towards the nearest restaurant. A while later, you were sitting in a booth enjoying the company of your guys. You listened as Taeil and Doyoung recalled an event from last week, Yuta and Taeyong argued over who ate the most ice cream earlier that day and Mark pretended to choke on his water when Jungwoo tried to bribe him to switch seats with him. Jaehyun and Johnny were in deep conversation about a drama they watched and Haechan was giving you weird looks but you pretended not to notice them.

When the company assigned you to be NCT's manager, you dreaded having to keep an eye on so many members. But now that you had gotten used to it, you didn't mind watching over them as much. Although they could be rowdy sometimes, they were all very kind hearted people. You often get headaches with Dream but what did you expect? All the idols were crazy.

When you and Johnny started dating, everyone made a huge fuss over it. To be honest, you weren't surprised. Everyone loved Johnny, majorly his fans, of course. Not only was he extremely talented but he also possessed a beautiful soul. Most of the members thought of him as their big brother because he was the second eldest out of the whole group. Haechan thought of him as a second father figure.

You had grown close to most of the boys over the years and even though you were not romantically involved with any of them, you felt like family to them. As manager, it was your job to protect them and ensure they stay safe. And that is exactly what you were going to do. However, there were times where it was tough to keep a straight face especially when they argued about trivial things such as who would get to sit beside you during mealtime. Or when they teased each other mercilessly. Those moments made you smile and laugh a lot.

After dropping off the boys at their dorms, you drove back to your house. You pulled into your driveway and parked your car. Leaning your head back, you stared at the night sky before turning off the engine. You grabbed your bag and locked your car doors. Walking towards your front door, you sighed as you slid your key into the lock.

As soon as you opened the door, you stepped inside the dimly lit house. It was empty since no one lived here except for you. After putting your bags down, you went into the kitchen and made yourself a cup of tea. Looking out the window, you couldn't help but wonder if Johnny was still awake. He had said he would call you but he hadn't called yet. As if on cue, your phone started vibrating and you checked the caller ID and saw Johnny's name flash across the screen. Without hesitation, you answered the phone.

"Hey, Johnny."

"Did you get home safely? Are you getting ready for bed?" Johnny asked.

"Yup. I'm home. What are you up to?" You sat down at the table as you sipped your hot tea.

"Haechan wanted to stay up and play games." Johnny chuckled. "But I convinced him to go to sleep instead."

"Look at you taking care of him. How cute." You smiled.

"That kid is really growing on me." Johnny agreed. "But I still can't forget what he said to me earlier."

"What did he say?" You asked curiously.

"He said he wants you to see him as a man and not as her baby boy." Johnny replied, letting out an amused laugh.

"I think he has a major crush on me, Johnny." You laughed. "Which I find adorable."

"Don't encourage him, Y/N." Johnny chuckled. "If you tease him, he'll end up coming onto you more."

"And is that a bad thing, babe?" You asked. "Are you jealous of Haechannie?"

"Jealous? Of course not!" Johnny scoffed. "However, I can understand how frustrating it must be for him."

"Me too." You admitted. "I know I should treat him like an adult since he is one but he's just so cute! But when I see you two together, you just give me father and son vibes. I can't help but to squeal."

"Am I too old for you?" Johnny joked.

"Definitely not!" You shook your head. "In fact, the older you get, the hotter you become."

"Oh, great." Johnny groaned. "More pressure."

"You're welcome, babe." You laughed.

"I miss you." Johnny admitted.

"I miss you too." You replied back. "Can't wait until tomorrow when we can spend more time together."

"Same here." Johnny paused. "You remember what you told me earlier? About Haechan?"

"Of course." You confirmed.

"Good." Johnny took a deep breath. "So, about that…"

Your heart skipped a beat as you prepared yourself for whatever he was about to tell you. "About what?"

"Are you free tomorrow?" Johnny asked softly.

"Since you guys don't have any schedules... Yeah." You replied.

"Good. Then can you come swing by the dorms? The others will be out tomorrow." Johnny requested. "There's something important I'd like to discuss with you."

"Okay." You agreed. "Anything for you."

"Good. Thanks, Y/N." Johnny smiled. "See you tomorrow."

"Bye, Johnny." You hung up the phone and threw it on the table next to you. "I wonder what he wants to talk about..."

"Oh god..." You moaned out as you bit your bottom lip. You looked down at the mop of hair that was between your legs.

"Baby, you like that?" Johnny whispered into your ear, his hands wrapped around your body. "You like having Haechan eating you out?"

"Mmm... Yes." You whimpered.

"Tell him how much you want him to lick you out, baby." Johnny urged.

You moaned louder, your hips moving faster as you rocked against his tongue. "Haechan, please... Please..."

"Shhh..." Johnny soothed. "Keep going."

You continued moaning as you grinded against Haechan's mouth.

How in the world did you end up in this situation?

You came to the dorms just as Johnny asked only to find that all the guys were gone for the weekend apart from Johnny and Haechan. Apparently, the other members were staying at an event that lasted all weekend. Johnny and Haechan had other schedules to attend so they were the only ones left behind. But, according to Johnny, he invited you over to discuss something important regarding his youngest member. When you arrived at the dorm, you'd never expected to be leaning against Johnny's hard chest and Haechan on his knees between your legs pleasuring you. You knew that Johnny and Haechan were close friends but this was definitely beyond your expectations. But right now, you weren't thinking about those details. You were focused on what was happening right in front of you.

"Fuck, Haechan," You gasped out as you pressed your thighs tighter around Haechan's head. "Fuck, that feels good..."

"Like this?" Haechan hummed against your pussy.

"Uh huh... Like that..." You replied breathlessly.

"Baby, you look so hot squirming in pleasure as Haechan tastes you." Johnny said as he kissed your shoulder.

"Johnny..." You whimpered. "It feels so good... It's driving me insane..."

"Such a dirty girl, aren't you, babe?" Johnny murmured against your ear. "Haechan's not your precious baby boy no more, is he? Is he?"

"No!" You exclaimed, thighs tightening further around Haechan's head.

"Good." Johnny breathed out. "He likes to lick your delicious pussy, doesn't he? Don't you love licking her, Haechan? Licking that sweet little pussy of hers?"

"Mmm... Mmmm..." Haechan hummed as he slowly moved his head. "She's so delicious..."

"Ahhhh..." You moaned loudly. "Harder... Faster... Lick my clit..."

"Johnny," Haechan whimpered, "Her pussy... It's dripping wet. So fucking wet..."

"Yes..." Johnny groaned, squeezing your breasts harder. "Take every inch of her pussy in your mouth, Haechan. Use your fingers, your tongue, everything."

Haechan's face remained buried in your pussy as he continued to eat you out. His tongue moved back and forth, teasing you with its movements. Your toes curled up as you tightened your thighs even more around Haechan's head. You arched your back and let out a loud moan as Haechan slipped a finger inside of you. A whimper escaped your lips as you leaned your head back on Johnny's chest, eyes shut tightly.

"Jesus fuck," Johnny growled. "My poor baby girl."

You snapped your eyes open to find that Johnny was already starting to pull his shirt over his head. You grinned as you watched him throw his clothes away. You snaked a hand behind his head to pull him down for a kiss. The moment your lips met, your body trembled in anticipation. Johnny ran his fingers through your hair, stroking your neck and jawline. His lips gently grazed yours as his tongue flicked at your bottom lip. You parted your lips slightly and felt his tongue slide against yours. His tongue traced along the seam of your mouth before sliding inside, tracing the outline of your teeth. His lips sealed around your tongue as he gently sucked on it.

You let out a moan as Haechan slipped another finger inside of you. He alternated his fingers, teasing you with his long strokes. His fingers slid inside of you easily as your wetness coated his digits. Your breathing became heavier and heavier as you grew more and more turned on. With every stroke of Haechan's tongue, every movement of his fingers, your arousal grew stronger and stronger. You could feel yourself start to tremble, becoming weak in the knees as Haechan licked your slit. His fingers started making circles around your clitoris while his tongue slipped back and forth across your slit. You bucked your hips against his fingers as your orgasm grew closer and closer. The tip of Haechan's nose rubbed against your opening as his fingers quickly increased their pace.

Suddenly, you screamed as you climaxed, the walls of your pussy contracting wildly around his fingers. Waves of pleasure washed over you as your orgasm exploded within you. You closed your eyes tightly as you trembled uncontrollably.

"Holy shit," Haechan moaned.

"Oh my god," You whimpered as your eyes flew open again. "Haechan, I can't take it anymore."

"Good." Haechan smirked. "That means I did a good job. Right, hyung?"

Johnny let out a laugh. "You did good, Haechan. But I think Y/N needs more. Can you give her more?"

Haechan nodded, standing up momentarily to discard his clothes. He then helped Johnny with discarding your clothes as well. Once you were completely nude, Johnny positioned you so that you were straddling his lap, your breasts pressed against his naked chest. He grabbed your ass firmly and held you there as he pushed his cock deep inside of you.

You cried out in pleasure as you sank down onto his length. You couldn't help but smile widely at the sensation of being full after having been stretched out by Haechan's fingers.

"Oh my god..." You panted out as you tightened your grip on Johnny's arms.

"You like it when I fill you up, baby?" Johnny purred into your ear. "Do you like feeling me deep inside of you?"

"Oh god..." You moaned out. "You feel so good inside of me."

"Haechan did such a good job with your tight little cunt, didn't he?" Johnny teased as he thrust upwards. "It fits so nice and snugly inside of you. Just like a glove."

"Mmmmm..." You sighed happily. "I'm glad I decided to visit. My pussy really needed to be filled."

"Haechan feels left out. Don't you think he should get some attention too?" Johnny murmured. "What do you say, Haechan? What do you want to do? Fuck her in the ass?"

"Noona?" Haechan asked you softly. "Do you want me to fuck you in the ass? Hyung has given permission, hasn't he?"

You've had anal with Johnny before, so it wasn't anything new. And, besides, Haechan seemed eager to try it. You'd be lying if you said you didn't want to watch Haechan fuck you in the ass. "Yes, Haechan. Please. Fuck me in the ass."

A huge grin spread across Haechan's face as he swiftly moved forward, pushing his cock between your cheeks. You shuddered at the contact of his skin against yours. Johnny stopped thrusting up into you momentarily so that Haechan could push himself fully inside of you. As Haechan sank deeper and deeper inside of you, you gasped out as he pushed into your rectum. "Oh my god," You cried out. "It feels so good..."

The three of you stayed like that for several moments before both of them began slowly pumping in and out of you. You held onto Johnny's arm as Haechan pushed his cock in and out of your anus.

"Y/N, baby..." Johnny whispered into your ear. "Look at us."

Your eyes shot open to find that Haechan and Johnny were looking directly at you. Their eyes were glazed with lust as they stared at you intently. There was no way you were going to ignore them as they pleasured you. They wanted you to watch them, to watch their faces as they fucked you. So you forced yourself to meet their gaze as you rode their cocks, letting their hardness plunge inside of you.

Both of them made sure that you saw their entire bodies. Each time Haechan thrust inside of you, he would make eye contact with you as his hips pounded against your ass. Every time Johnny rammed his cock inside of you, he also made sure to look at you. He smiled smugly each time his cock went deep inside of you. Even when you couldn't see their faces because of the angle of your bodies, you could still hear their voices.

"Noona, look at me. Look at my face as I fuck you," Haechan instructed.

"Mmhm," You hummed in reply.

"Watch me pound you into oblivion, Y/N," Johnny breathed. "See how much you turn me on? See how hot it makes me to see you bouncing on my dick?"

With every word that came out of their mouths, your arousal grew stronger and stronger. You wanted nothing more than to please these two men. In fact, you couldn't wait until you were able to finally cum. You gripped their cocks as hard as you could as they alternately thrust in and out of your ass and pussy. You took turns kissing the both of them, allowing your lips to linger against theirs. You couldn't stop thinking about how amazing it felt to have their cocks filling you up, satisfying your urges as you rode their cocks. The sensation of having their cocks go deep inside of you as they moved back and forth against your body was absolutely intoxicating. You could feel your nipples hardening as Johnny pinched them and sucked on them. You moaned as Haechan sucked on your neck and bit your earlobe.

"I wanna cum in you, baby," Johnny grunted. "Make you cum all over our dicks."

"Hyung..." Haechan spoke up. "Can we move positions?"

"Sure," Johnny answered. "I don't mind switching places."

You let out a whine as Haechan withdrew from you and crawled up on the bed to lay on his back. Johnny withdrew from you as he watched you crawl up Haechan's body and straddle his waist. As you slid your pussy down Haechan's cock, you looked at Johnny who was watching you with lustful eyes.

"Oh, look at that cute ass of yours, baby girl." Johnny groaned. "Haechan stretched you out real good, didn't he? Look at those pretty titties jiggle as you bounce up and down on his cock. I love seeing that."

You shifted your weight to sit up higher on Haechan's cock, giving Johnny a better view of what he was missing. You then began bouncing up and down faster on Haechan's shaft, moaning louder and louder as you brought yourself closer to an orgasm. Suddenly, Johnny moved forward and plunged his cock into your asshole.

"Fuck!" You yelped. "Johnny, fuck! Oh god, fuck..."

"Hahaha," Johnny laughed as he began slamming into you rapidly. "Oh, I like this position too. Baby, your ass feels so good around my cock."

As Haechan slammed into you relentlessly, Johnny continued ramming into you relentlessly. You held onto Haechan's toned arms tightly as your juices dripped down his shaft. Johnny kept going, pounding his cock into your ass, taking whatever he could. Finally, after what felt like hours of fucking, you felt an intense pressure build up in your abdomen. You cried out as you rode out your orgasm, screaming in pleasure as the warmth of your own release washed over you. You could feel both Johnny and Haechan tense up as they released their load into you. When you finished cumming, you collapsed down on top of Haechan's body, breathing heavily, Johnny laying next to you. The room was filled with the sounds of you and the boys panting as you tried to catch your breath.

Finally, you looked down at Haechan who was staring at you with an expression of pure bliss on his face.

"I guess my Haechannie is a man after all." You said, Johnny letting out a laugh.

"Did I do good, noona? Did I make you happy?" Haechan questioned.

"Yes, Haechan." You responded, giving him a quick kiss. "You did an excellent job. It was...the best sex I ever had."

"Well, it's always fun trying something new." Haechan replied. "And, besides, Johnny gave me some great pointers."

"Really?" You grinned, turning to face Johnny. "And what was that?"

"Just trust me." Johnny said with a wink. "You'll find out soon enough."

"So I'm assuming this is going to be a regular occurrence?" You mused aloud. "I mean, you two are obviously going to want to fuck me every chance you get now that we've done this."

"What do you say, Haechan?" Johnny asked. "Do you want to fuck Y/N again?"

"If that's what Y/N wants," Haechan replied with a look of adoration.

"What do you say, baby girl?" Johnny purred, his hands running up your legs. "Do you want to continue this fun?"

"Yeah, definitely." You said excitedly, placing your hands on either side of Johnny's head. "We can play later tonight. We'll have plenty of time to take care of our horny urges. For now, I just want to shower and cuddle with the both of you."

As you crawled off of Haechan's body, you could see that both of the boys shared a similar look of relief. Neither one of them wanted to leave your side. After all, it was clear to them that you belonged to the both of them. The three of you walked to the bathroom together, neither of you saying a single word. Once inside the shower, you all embraced, the three of you enjoying each other's company under the warm water. While you all enjoyed your time in the shower, you could still feel the lingering effects of your previous encounter with the guys. All throughout the shower, you constantly reached for each other, finding it difficult to keep your hands off of each other. Once you stepped out of the shower, Haechan wrapped you in a towel while Johnny dried you off with another towel. When the boys got you dressed, they let out a sigh of relief as they ran their hands along your curves.

After making your way back to the bedroom, you sat down next to Haechan and leaned into him. "Thank you, Haechan. Thank you, Johnny. That was..."

"Amazing?" Johnny offered.

"Yes. Amazing. And I'm so happy that I came to visit. Thank you both for this experience."

"Noona, do you still see me as a boy?" Haechan asked, causing you to raise your head from where you were resting it on his chest. "Or do you now see me as a man?"

"After that performance?" You laughed. You leaned up to give Haechan a kiss. "A man, Haechan. A man who will do anything to please me."

"Hey, don't be hogging my girlfriend now." Johnny placed his hand on Haechan's shoulder as he watched the two of you passionately kiss. "She's my woman, too."

"Alright, alright. Stop being jealous of each other." You giggled. "Now come here and give me lots of cuddles."

Once you had both of the boys cuddled up to you, you reached down to grab Haechan's hand and put it on your stomach. Then you reached over to grab Johnny's hand and place it on your stomach as well. You squeezed their hands and intertwined your fingers with theirs. You gently rubbed their hands as you continued to talk to them.

"I really do feel blessed that I was given such wonderful people to call family." You said. "And the feeling is mutual. The feeling is very mutual."

At that moment, you thought that everything was perfect. Life couldn't get any better than this. Your world was complete with the two people that meant the most to you: Haechan and Johnny. The three of you laid there, holding hands and enjoying each other's company as you drifted off to sleep. As you fell asleep, you could feel the warmth of the three of you as you slept peacefully.

[fllnordr]

I would really love for the rdr community as a whole to stop trying, (and failing), to defend Dutch, and shift the blame entirely onto Micah. Red Dead Redemption and Red Dead Redemption II are both beautiful and well thought out games both in the gameplay and the storytelling. But I think a lot of people simply ignore those things, hence my long rant of a post.

TLDR: I think Micah was intentionally written to be one dimensional, and Dutch was manipulative from the start. Arthur is just a unreliable narrator.

We play through Arthur's eyes and see/believe what he does. We can see Arthur's loyalty blinds him (and by extension, us) to Dutch's behavior. I would know peace if some folks to took a media literacy class. Red Dead one & two are shining example of the bias in an unreliable narrator. Video games are not exempt from literary tools because you control part of the story. That control is limited to the actions of your bias protagonist, in this case John and Arthur.

The same applies to Micah. Arthur never trusts Micah from day one, and so we as the player don’t trust him either. It would be incredibly lazy on Rockstar’s behalf to created as one dimensional of a character as Micah. But the thing is, Arthur views him that way, a no good money-hungry thief from the start. Arthur is able to see through him, but he is blind to Dutch’s similar behavior because of his loyalty. It’s an incredibly smart tool to use in video games. Once you replay the game without the blinders on of your first playthrough, you’re able to see that Dutch has behaved the very same ways from Chapter One, all the way through Chapter Six. The only difference is that Arthur (and we the player) is slowly becoming aware of the patterns for the first time.

Now, for the blatant mischaracterization of Dutch entirely. To blame everything on Micah diminishes Dutch’s character to such an extent it completely disregards the decades long manipulation he inflicted on the gang, that is very real and very obvious. I won’t get into the way each individual character’s behavior was effected by this, but I will speak about Arthur and John briefly.

Dutch takes in people that are vulnerable and that he knows he can manipulate for his own gain. Children included. Multiple children, in fact. He always has a plan, not to keep folks safe, but to keep everyone comfortably under his thumb. It was always, "Are you with me, or against me" from the beginning. Everyone was either a means to his end, or they were worthless. The second someone did not agree, it was a betrayal, and an attack. I don't doubt he did some things out of kindness, but there's always ulterior motives. Dutch is nothing but a man of pretty words that hide his manipulation.

Dutch maintains an air of grandiosity amongst the gang. He obviously holds the belief that he is above them in all ways. He believes he is their leader because he is simply better than the rest of them. He’s smarter. He’s this god-like figure in his mind. He’s their savior. Hence his distaste for any doubt, or even being challenged.

Lenny and the conversation he has with Dutch about Evelyn Miller for example. Lenny indirectly call’s Dutch’s empty words out and points out that both Miller (Dutch’s idol) and Dutch himself hide behind their flowery words and phrases. Or Arthur and Hosea voicing their concern about robbing Leviticus Cornwall, it’s seen as a betrayal. Or when Uncle pokes fun at Dutch in camp and Dutch says to him, “I would really like to kill you right now.” Dutch may not be entirely self aware, but any attack at him does dig at him for a reason. And this is all from chapter two! There has always been a pattern.

Dutch says he "saved" them. He saved Bill, and John, and Arthur and Lenny and Javier. He saved all of them, and he is above all of them. Dutch sees people as nothing more as tools to meet his goals. There are instances where he does seem to genuinely care, but the ulterior motive is always there.

Dutch and Micah were written with the idea that we see the story through Arthur’s eyes. Arthur is blinded by his decades long to loyalty to Dutch and slowly coming to the realization of the truth. Micah is incredibly one dimensional cause Arthur sees through him and views him as a rat from the start. The truth of the story can be seen through repeated playthroughs. Dutch’s paranoia from the start, questioning Arthur’s loyalty from Colter. Micah sniffing around about the Blackwater money from the beginning. Arthur’s journal entries about the his biased version of the truth. Media literacy is necessary even in video games. God.

[tragedybunny]

Absolution

༺Summary༻

Astarion and Serafina have an argument and Astarion does what he thinks is necessary to keep her with him. Set before his Act 2 confession.

༺Pairing༻ Astarion x Serafina (Female Tav/OC)

༺Warnings༻ PiV sex, oral sex, all occurring while Astarion disassociates.

༺Word Count༻ 2441

༺A/N༻ Although most of my reader fics are based my Tav, Serafina, and my experience playing the game as her, this is the first fic I've written featuring her as a named character. And it's my first BG3 fic in 3rd person. I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks to @satanicspinosaurus for the wonderful beta.

The scene from earlier plays over and over in his mind. 

“You don't know anything about me, Astarion! So just leave it be.” Sera, sweet, kind, gentle, patient Serafina, had yelled at him. Not once since they'd met on that beach had their erstwhile leader even raised her voice slightly at him. And today she shouted at him. All because she couldn't read Elvish and he'd reacted with the same humor she’d claimed to enjoy. Turning it on him as though he’d been the one in the wrong. 

They'd been seated around the fire while Wyll took his turn “cooking”, going through some papers and books they'd found in the wake of a goblin attack. They were looking for any clues into the cult's movements or plans. Sera had plucked a small, neatly bound journal from the pile and turned it over in her hands. It was a thing clearly well-made and cared for. She'd opened it gently, respectful of the fine binding holding it all together. 

Her brilliant blue eyes had scanned a few pages before she gave out a frustrated sigh. “Elvish,” she muttered, snapping it shut violently and thrusting it at Astarion. “You'll probably have better luck with that.”

He wasn't sure why he did it. The half-elf’s reaction was disproportionate to simply encountering a foreign language, that was obvious. Maybe it was because he’d become too used to teasing her since they’d started their “relationship.” Their easy back and forth banter giving him the foreign feeling of acceptance. 

 Or maybe it was his own way of trying to deny those irritatingly tender feelings that had started to creep in whenever he caught her glancing his way or their hands touched, or she laughed at one of his jokes. The need to push back against them, sharpening his tongue and drawing out ancient bias. 

Whatever caused it, he should’ve thought before opening his mouth. “Can’t read Espruar? Someone got forgotten by one parent. Is that why you threw a tantrum and ran-”

“Shut up!” Sera leapt up from the log she’d been seated on and glared at him. “You don’t know anything about me, Astarion! So just leave it be.” 

With that, she’d stormed off and left him silently stunned, as though awaiting a reprisal that didn’t come. Around him, their companions pretended to look away and he caught a few whispers on the air. “What are you all looking at? It’s not my fault she suddenly can’t take a joke.” He’d sulked off to his own tent, waiting until her tantrum had passed and everyone forgot his misstep. He’d assumed Sera would cool down and come out for dinner, but instead she’d remained stubbornly locked away. Karlach had brought her a bowl of what they were generously calling stew. 

Everyone had eaten and retired for the evening and she was still pouting. Which brought him to now, slinking his way across camp toward her tent. He had to do something, he couldn't watch his hard won protection slip away. It absolutely had nothing to do with the fact that Sera gave him a little kiss and wished him goodnight every other night lately and it had been noticeably withheld tonight. 

The way the moonlight filtered through the trees, one solid beam pointing down on her tent, a poet might say that Selune was guiding him. Poets were idiots. Parting the flap just the smallest amount, he starts to slip inside, intent on waking her to settle things if he needed to, when a sound stopped him. A strangled cry, was it directed at him? He froze, half inside, the errant moonbeam that slipped around him haloing her with soft illumination. 

Another wordless cry. Only a nightmare, nothing to be concerned with. Stepping in, he lets the tent shut, plunging them both back into darkness. With a predator’s stealth, he approaches her bedroll, kneeling down, eyes subconsciously glancing at the healing puncture wounds on her neck. 

“Let me out.” Her sudden words startle him. 

Stumbling backwards, he nearly loses his balance to go sprawling across the floor. His skin suddenly heated, as though the breath that carried those words could burn him. 

Another sob comes as she thrashes around a bit. “Please, I won't run,” unintelligible sounds follow the small plea. “Let me out.” 

Locked up. She'd been locked up too. Regaining himself, he crept toward her again, as she shook and cried. Someone had hurt her. But who would want to do that?

She was Sera, unfailingly kind; who aided refugees, saved children, fought monsters, and foolishly fed manipulative vampires.  

The sobbing becomes frantic and without thinking he reaches out to gently grasp her shoulder. “Sera,” she struggles against his touch with a whimper. Growling in frustration, he shakes her a little more roughly. “Serafina!” 

Eyes snap open to behold him with wide pupils as her chest heaves. “A-Astarion?” Sitting quickly, she pulls away from him, and he feels a sudden sting in his chest. “What are you doing here?” She hisses, apparently still angry with him. 

“You were having a nightmare.” He replies, trying to soften his voice, to be the lover she had come to expect. 

“Hmm,” her eyes focus across the tent to an empty lantern, “fiat lux.” Small little motes of light appear in the lantern, swirling gently in their prison, as Sera draws her knees up to her chest. “Well, I'm awake now, you can go.”

The forlorn gaze and empty voice were nothing like the Serafina he'd come to know and the unsettled sensation in the back of his mind grows. He cleares his throat, trying to get the words moving. “I didn’t come just to wake you up, I wanted to…apologize. For earlier. I’m sorry, the joke was in poor taste.” 

Turning her head, she glances his way from where it rested on her knees. She looks so small like this, so far from the fierce woman who’d led them from the moment of the crash. “Apology accepted, I probably took it too personally.” 

It didn’t quite ring true, but he plows on anyway, hoping maybe those blue eyes would light back up for him. “The truth is, I’m actually a bit rusty with Espruar myself. But maybe I could teach you and it would be good practice for me.” He affects the warmest smile he could, sure the gesture would win her over.

Instead, she shrugs. “Don’t worry about it. It doesn’t actually matter all that much. Thanks for the thought though. You can go, I’m not still mad at you. I’ll see you in the morning.”

That was not his Serafina. He has to do something, to fix this. To keep her on his side. Reaching out, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her into his lap, lips closing over hers. “What’s this about?” She huffs as her skin began to flush a pretty pink. 

“Pleading my apology some more,” his voice drops to the low sultry tone that made her pulse jump in a way he could hear. 

“I said you were forgiven.” Despite her protest, her arms encircle his neck, pulling him closer. 

“Your words said that, but your eyes spoke differently.” His lips trace a line of kisses from her lips to the lobe of her ear, making her sigh. 

This was what he could do for her, what he did best. It was a skill honed by two hundred years of unwilling practice, and like so many before, a skill she was willing to make use of. At least it was easy enough with Sera, she was sweet and gentle, and he knew she'd never harm him. And it wasn't as though a part of him didn't want her, she was a pretty little thing. That part was just bound up with all the other parts that hated what his body had been used for. If he had to open his pants for anyone, he supposes he was glad it was her. 

“I meant it, but- gods Astarion!” He runs his tongue along the point of her ear, less sensitive than his, but still enough to start driving her mad. 

“In that case, we'll call it making up for my behavior earlier.” Guiding her to face him, legs straddling his, her warm core settles against his hips. He kisses his way back down to her throat, already feeling his mind growing distant from his actions. 

Lips linger near the marks on her neck, and she squirms in his lap. “Do you want to?” 

He could never say no to that offer. Without hesitation, his fangs sink into her flesh, and succulent liquid pours into his throat. It adds to what little pleasure he’s able to wring from what he was about to do. Sera whimpers and writhes in his lap, grinding down on his growing erection. She hadn’t started out allowing him to feed on her as some form of pleasure, but she had given him her neck as often as the rest of her body, and the two had become inextricably tied together. 

Just a sip for tonight, after everything that had happened, he couldn’t ask too much. Too soon he pulls his fangs away to lap at the remainders and kiss the wounds. Blood and a distant mind, this was good as it would be for him. “Let's get this out of the way.” Fingers grip the hem of her shirt and guide it over her head. 

She shivers as the night air caresses her skin and leans into him. It was almost enough to make him laugh, there was nothing about him that could provide any warmth. Instead he continues kissing his way down her chest, nipping lightly until her back arches into him and she makes a needy noise. 

“Patience,” he chides her, releasing his grip on her to remove his own shirt. 

Hands encircle her waist in an iron grip, holding her firmly in place while tongue and teeth tease her rosebud nipples. Fingers trace his back as she pants, trying to contain all the noises that could wake the camp. Her nails ghost along his flesh, and he senses she longs to dig them in.. She hadn’t even attempted to ask about it. Why did she afford him such gentleness, was she wary that it would be too much on his scarred flesh?

Lips leave off her hardened peaks to capture hers again, and she grinds against him even harder. No doubt her small clothes were soaked. “You drive me mad,” she whispers, lost in desire. 

Just as he’d wanted, Serafina, hurt feelings and nightmares forgotten. “You enjoy it.” He captured her lip between his teeth for a second and nibbles. “Stand up, take your pants off for me.” He awaits her on his knees, as a penitent seeking their absolution. 

She’s so occupied, she doesn’t notice as his gaze finds the dancing lights in the lantern, and watches them swirl aimlessly until she’s naked before him. Gripping her thighs, he pulls her in, holding them apart so his tongue can swipe along her sex, as soaked as he predicted. Sera’s not a bard, but she sings for him anyway. Fingers grip into his curls, not too tightly. Sometimes he wishes she wouldn’t be so damn gentle, that she'd be like everyone else, someone easy to use, instead of, whatever all this was. 

“Astarion,” she keens as he slips two fingers inside her, tongue running over her clit. 

He laps and suckles at it almost as fiercely as he does the wounds he leaves in her neck. The fingers inside her find the spot that causes her knees to buckle and another cry to leave her. She’s close, just a little more, and he could leave it for the night.  

“I want you inside me.” He stiffens, inhaling deeply. 

“Do you now, my sweet?” He nips her thigh playfully with his fangs while his stomach drops. “Then come down here.” 

As soon she hits her knees, he's positioning her on all fours, he can’t look her in the eyes right now. He tears his pants open, eyes finding the lights again, concentrating on them as he pushes inside her. She’s warm and wet as she pushes back against him, eager to have all of him. Because she chooses him. No matter how many of his rough edges and dark corners she finds, she wants him. Would she still want him if she saw it all?

Forget it, he tells himself, pushing that thought away. He clears his mind until there’s only the moment, the sensation left, hips slapping against hers, the way her body clenches around his cock, how she eagerly sucks the fingers he puts in her mouth so she has something to absorb the moans. 

It’s almost enough to completely lose himself, his cock twitches. It’s spectacular, the way she meets every thrust and takes everything he has to give. “Touch yourself,” he urges, eager for her to come undone. 

Her own fingers slide between her folds, working feverishly. It’s not long before the noises muffled by his fingers become frantic and she tightens around him. 

“That’s it, my darling, let go.” With another deep thrust, he allows himself a release. “Sera,” he gasps, knowing it will please her to hear her name on his lips. 

They collapse next to one another on the bedroll, Sera quick to snuggle up in his arms. It takes longer than it should to embrace her, his body wanting to run. “Is everything alright?” She asks, innocently, from where she lays, head on his chest. Maybe there are merciful gods, she can’t see his face. 

“Of course, love. I think I may have worn myself out after all the walking today.” Softly, he kisses her head, he can’t let her suspect. 

“Well don’t complain tomorrow, Lae’zel will blame me for sure. I don’t think I was very discreet.” She laughs, sounding like sleep is already returning to her. 

“But you are to blame. If you weren’t so irresistible.” He tries to laugh as well. This stupid, sweet girl, why does she lay in a monster’s arms and giggle? 

With a yawn, she gives him an out. “You should probably go, I’m going to fall asleep soon and don’t want to trap you here.” 

One more kiss, even as his mind insists on fleeing. “Goodnight my love, rest well, and I’m sorry again.”

“For what?”

“For earlier.” For everything. 

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[candywife333]

My Little Saesang (Part 2)

chubby reader x idol jungkook

Summary: Y/N had been a super fan for a while. Some would say bordering on saesang or creep level. She didn't think she was one, till she experienced an incident that made her stop being a fan. She had never thought that Jungkook or any of BTS ever noticed her, as she was part of the masses of obsessive fans. But they had. Especially, one doe eyed idol in particular. He never thought he would miss his fan, or shall we say saesang. Yet, he couldn't help but notice her absence. He took her comforting presence, her kind eyes, hair disheveled in excitement, and wide smile for granted. And he didn't know when her presence started to matter to him so much. When exactly did she become such a constant in his life?

Disclaimer: The Jungkook represented in this fic does not reflect the true actions or thoughts of the real life Jungkook. Please treat this fic as exactly what it is, fiction

Triggers: Critique of fandom culture and kpop as a whole, identity crisis, eventual smut

Note: Not proofread. Slated to be approximately 4 parts or less.

Jungkook POV

It took me about two weeks, but I did start to notice her absence. I never got her real name. But I and all the other members christened her with the moniker of strawberry shortcake, for how tiny and chubby she was, and also how flushed her entire face and neck become as she jumped up and down to our songs. We called her berry or SS for short. The few fans we had from the beginning, we either knew their actual names or had little nicknames to commemorate them.

She was a fan of the entire group, but I knew I was her bias, and so did the other members. It was obvious, the way she left tiny gifts wrapped in gold and red ( as though it were perpetually christmas year round for her) addressed towards me. She even took fancams of me, her eyes furtively moving along my body , gasping when she caught sight of my abs over the years. I wouldn't deny that sometimes I played up my antics for the camera just so I could catch her mouth wide open in an "O" petrified in shock as she bopped her head up and down manically.

Berry was not there. And it was starting to really bother me. It shouldn't in fact. She shouldn't matter that much to me. Yet, I always had her in my corner since debut. I always had her eyes on me, watching over me. It felt comforting even though she had gotten a little too close for comfort twice or thrice by accosting me with gifts on sets of music video shoots or backstage. Her specialty was with desserts. She would always leave me coffee infused brownies and tres leche cake towards the end of the year right in front of the HYBE building, addressed to me specifically with a cheery little note wishing me for christmas and new years.

And now I was staring at the entire crowd at MusicBank, surveying the area to see her familiar face. She was usually in the first row, bopping her light stick in an erratic manner, mouthing the lyrics to the song, staring at me with excited eyes that lit up with glee. The girl really didn't seem to love material things, because she would always wear the same red beanie and pearl earrings I had been seeing for the past 5 years. Her clothes were always a nondescript black or brown shade, pants and a sweater. She never really donned feminine clothes in all the years I had noticed her.

As I looked for her, I could only find her associate, the ARMY who always stuck by her, who we had named Specs. The tall, lithe limbed girl glared at me. It felt like she was piercing daggers through my skull as she squinted though her black thick framed glasses. She had always had a smile on her face, and now she looked so angry. Yoongi always had a tiny crush on her. She had supported him for ages, even paying for his meals many times when he was still a trainee. Why was she so indignant?

Before I could start questioning all of this even further, Yoongi came up to me with a hand on my shoulder, noticing Specs, "How is my baby doing? And why the hell is she glaring at you like you murdered her first born child? Did you do anything to her?", he questioned in a worried tone of voice. I answered back, "Of course not. I don't really interact with fans that personally. You know that hyung".

He continued quizzically, raising one eye brow up, "Where is berry? My baby Specs is alone today? You really must've done something to fuck things up. She isn't even looking at me. Totally ignoring me. The hell, she usually smiles softly at me and today she looks like somebody pissed on her breakfast. What gives"?

I had no idea what was going on. Our loyal fans for years, people who we didn't necessarily consider saesangs, but just sort of obsessive in their devotion, were either not present or ignoring us. What the hell was becoming of this fandom?!!!!

That's when I saw Berry push through the crowd. And I was so shook, that an earthquake could've come through and swallowed me up and I wouldn't have cared. Berry was dressed in a peach colored floral fit and flare dress with her customary pearls in her ears and what looked like heels on. The only way I knew was that she looked taller than usual. She had a floral ribbon in her hair, lip gloss on, eye make up on point. What the hell was she up to all of a sudden?

Her hair was streaming down her back in waves, loosened from the customary ponytail I saw all the time. She hugged Specs and a few other armies who I noticed she always had around with her. She kissed another army in a wheelchair on the cheek, plopping a pastry box in her hands and wrapping her neck with a scarf. With the deadest look in her eyes, lifeless and devoid of the usual pretty sparkle, she stared at me, as though it were some sort of messed up farewell. WTF??!!! Why did this feel like a good bye? She just looked so done.

She didn't smile at me or any of the members. She gave her light stick to another baby Army in 3rd row, she looked back once wistfully, and left the place through the door.

Where the fuck was she going?!!!?!

After the performance, dreading the fact that Berry left right in the beginning (something she had never done even once in the past years) , I walked up to Specs in the front row. The gangly girl looked super shocked to see me right up in front of her. I squeaked out in mild panic, "Where is your friend? She looked all dressed up and cute today. Does she have plans or something?"

The initial shock wore off on Specs face as something akin to irritation filtered through, "She has a date today , with a coworker I believe. That's why she is dressed up. But you don't need to know that. Today was her official last day as active super fan. She is still a fan, but she's decided to convert from offline to online fan. That's it". Specs said all this with a finality that started freaking me out. I stuttered, "SS-S-S-S-he became an online fan. Meaning, she won't show up in person to our events anymore"?

Specs muttered derisively, "Do you not understand anything I just said. Korean is your first language right? I just told you she is done being such an avid fan". She snorted, looking tired with a distant glaze in her eyes , "Maybe even I should stop. I am getting too old for this shit. My mom keeps telling me to get married, and here I am attending all this stuff, obsessing over millionaires who have more money than I ever could in my life. I am becoming an old fucking lady and I don't even have a husband or family of my own. I guess all of us older armies might need to redirect our lives back towards ourselves".

She stomped away after that remark. Yoongi ran up to me as I walked back stage. He inquired , "Is Specs still there? I was going to ask her for her number".

I grumbled out with my hands on my head, "She left hyung. So did berry, a while ago. I think we are losing our OG fans. Berry never left me once in the last few years. Even when we became so famous in the US, she never stopped attending my events, even some of the big ones in the US. What went so wrong that she is quitting?"

Yoongi choked in confusion, "You mean to tell me that both Specs and Berry are quitting. They ain't even that old, maybe late 20s. Oh no, fuck!!! My baby, Specs, I never told her how much she meant to me. What did she say?" Yoongi, shook my arm hard, trying to squeeze answer out at me. "She said that she is becoming too old for this and maybe she should get married soon, because her mother is pressuring her".

Yoongi's eyes popped wide open, panic and fear evident in his eyes, squeaking, "WTFFFFF. Since when did they give up on us like this? I can't let Specs go. She has been with me before I was famous , looking like a homeless dude, and even now. I have to get her back!!!! The fuck, I need to talk to the ARMY fanclub president for her contact". He scurried off in anxiety, leaving me back to stew in sadness. What had I done so wrong for Berry to leave me after so many years? Something must've ticked her off. Shit, the chocolate. It all hit me in a frenzy. It was the Godiva chocolate. That limited edition Christmas chocolate she had left for me that day on set.

It had been one of the hardest days in my schedule, and just seeing her face had made it all better. But the irritation had gotten to me, and in my anger at being hangry on a diet, I had thrown the chocolate in the trash. Oh no. Wait. A dreadful thought entered my head. What if she thought, that it was my rejection of her support and love as a fan? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She probably thought I hated her or something when it was just a bad day.

What bothered me even more, was that she had skipped my event to attend a date. A date with a guy who was not me. This thought filtered through my head, and I froze. Why did it aggravate me so much that she was on a date with another dude? Then I imagined her soft eyes, gleaming with love as she stared at another guy, kissed him on the cheek, sharing a chocolate cake with him and partaking in a chocolate-fililed kiss on the lips.

I felt like literally crying. I don't know why I did. But, I just did. I had to find her no matter what and I had to do it fast, before she gave up on me.

Y/N POV

The date had been fine. Jung-shik had been a cute guy, all brown curls , shy smiles and blushes. He was one of the art managers at KBS who I had met at the bakery. We talked about work, music, and art, eating cheese cake at a cake cafe. He had been a true gentleman, asking me what I wanted to have and opening the door for me, even going so far as to drop me near the bus station.

I sat at the bus station, waiting for my ride back at him when I saw a billboard of the sexy man himself, Jungkook. I could never escape this guy it seemed, even in death. I had felt his stare at me and Kim Hee today. It was odd, he never stared at individual fans like. He did that with particularly beautiful Armys---total models and divas I tell you. But, never with me. Even Yoongi stared at Kim Hee like they had three kids together, like she was coming home with him, like she was married to him---as much as that girl liked to deny it.

I never felt him even acknowledge me, with a glance, till today. I could feel the smoldering presence digging into my skin. Probably cause I dressed up for once today. As I was about to get on the bus that had pulled in, I saw a flash of black fluffy hair.

Before I could get on the bus, a strong sturdy vascular hand encircled my wrist, stopping me from getting on. Looking up at this man's face, I realized who it was. Doe eyes pierced into my face with a cutting glare, a sneer on his face, chewed up lips contorting in anger and ......something that felt like envy, "Who the hell did you go on a date with Berry? You better not be giving my chocolates away to anyone else".

[ihavethedreamies]

Expert | Easy to Expert (3 v7)

Lee Yongbok (Felix) & Bang Chan - Stray Kids

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~4.6k

Felix/AFAB!Reader/Bang Chan

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Fluff, Fluffy Smut

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Swearing, Kissing, Lingerie, Pet Names (Love, Pumpkin, Baby Girl, etc.), Multiple Partners, Oral (M! & F! Receiving), Sixty-Nine, Threesome, Double Penetration, Anal Play, Sex Toys - Butt Plugs, Anal Sex, Bang Chan has a Monster Cock (of course), Cockbulge (hmm), Unprotected Sex (Bad Idea, Don't Do It), Daddy Kink gets awakened, this is actually really soft and fluffy believe it or not, Bromance

Disclaimer: I do have the whole cock-bulge thing in this. I understand this could be a bit offensive to some who are on the heavier side (I am in that group as well). Sorry if this doesn't align with your body type, this is just a work of fiction.

Author's Note: This is the last one I am writing in this series, so let's see what absolute nonsense shows up here. I'm going to TRY and tone it down…

PS. I wrote the first not before I wrote the story, and this is after. This went a COMPLETELY different direction than I thought it would. Get ready for tooth rotting fluff AND smut.

PPS. Bang Chan is my bias and Felix my bias wrecker so that is why this one ended up like this…

-> Part 1 <-

-> Part 2 <-

-> Ver. I.N. <-

-> Ver. Seungmin <-

-> Ver. Hyunjin <-

-> Ver. Han <-

-> Ver. Lee Know <-

-> Ver. Changbin <-

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"What?" Chan stopped dead in his tracks, Felix continuing past him. He thought for a second that he was hearing things, or someone else's conversation. The younger man stopped as well, turning back to his best friend.

"(Y/N) wants a threesome, you in?"

"Why are you asking me?" Chan sputtered and Felix shrugged casually.

"She asked for you specifically so…"

"She asked for ME?"

"Yes?" Chan's head was swimming. He had to admit, ever since he found out a few months ago you couldn't cum, he was looping in his head. It wasn't romantic intentions behind him trying to figure out what he could do for you…Not at all. He had been trying to convince himself he no longer had romantic feelings for you, especially since you started dating Felix. It was obvious to the others, even Felix, but he appreciated that his hyung denied it even to himself.

"Are you sure?" The eldest of the group asked your boyfriend.

"I wouldn't be asking you if I wasn’t. She picked you like a month and half ago, I've had time to think about it." Felix huffed, amused. Chan was getting flustered, and the younger man knew why.

"Are you thinking tonight?" They were already on their way to your apartment for movie night.

"Well…yeah. We can move it though."

"You really think I can just sit and watch a movie with you two now?" Chan shook his head, but continued walking. Felix fell into stride next to him and they continued to your place.

Felix messaged you when they were about fifteen minutes out, and you scrambled off the couch to get ready. To say you were excited was an understatement. But you were also lowkey terrified. It was not a hidden fact among the friend group what Chan was packing. You had even heard from other girls on campus. Not a traditional player by any means, he had been around the block. He was an incredibly sweet gentleman, but a lot of girls just wanted to fuck him to say they conquered the beast. That was literally what they said. The thought made you shiver as you prepared. Stepping out of the bathroom, you looked yourself over in the mirror. Felix had gotten you a set of wolf cosplay lingerie, fitting for Chan. It was more or less a bikini lined with gray fur. The silicone plug he got you a month ago now had a grey furry tail attached; the texture tickled the backs of your thighs. A matching headband with grey ears sat on your head, it was a little too big though, so you hoped it stayed on. Furry cuffs surrounded your ankles and wrists as well. The bottoms of the set were more like shorts than panties, but there was a hole cut out of the crotch which gave access to your cunt as well as let the tail plug sitting in your ass. You shook your arms to get rid of some of the nerves. Though, they just came back two-fold when you heard your boyfriend and his friend arrive. Your shaking increased as you padded to stand at the foot of your bed, waiting for them to remove their coats and shoes and meet you in the bedroom.

"Go on, bro." Felix told Chan, his accented English hitting your ears. Were they going to speak like that the whole night? Fuck yeah.

"Oh, baby girl!" Chan was floored as he entered your room. You looked so fucking cute, his heart thumped hard, and he felt his pulse in his cock too. The pet-name did stuff to your insides, and you nervously wiggled, the tail wagging a bit from the momentum. To be honest, before you and Felix hooked up, you were tempted to go to Chan. With his reputation, you were sure he could have managed, but you in no way regretted that it was Felix. Your boyfriend followed him in and came to admire you as well. You turned toward him as he settled only a foot away from you.

"Good job, love." He praised and you both turned back to Chan. He was still gaping, and you were still too nervous to look him over completely. He just had grey sweatpants on and a black sweatshirt. You desperately wanted him to take it off so you could get a better look at him. You had seen his perfect body many times, but you wanted to touch it. Your fingers fidgeted with themselves, the black painting nails at the ends catching Chan's eye.

"Rules?" You prompted Felix and he looked at you, back to his friend then shook his head.

"Just tell him no if you want." he told you and you blinked, then again. Seriously? He would let his friend kiss you? Fuck your holes and fill you with his cum? That was four of the rules out the window. Plus, if he wasn't going to lead Chan through this, then the final one was trashed as well. The thought made your core clench as you finally looked back to the other Australian.

"Go on." Felix assured you and you took a hesitant step forward, then trotted over to Chan who was still looking at you in awe. His hair was brushed up and back some, framing his forehead. You would have been fine just looking over every detail of his handsome face, but you needed even more. Your small hands went to the zipper of his hoodie, and he let you pull it down. He huffed at your pout when you saw he had a t-shirt underneath.

"It's below freezing out there, baby girl." He told you, amused by your reaction. You mumbled something incoherent, and he laughed. The sound pierced you, made you let out a small whimper, pushing his sweatshirt off. He continued to watch, amused, casting a glance at Felix who looked just as entertained by you. You took a deep breath, sneaking your hands under his shirt and mewling as your warm fingertips brushed over the ridges of his abs. With his assistance, you removed the shirt completely and Felix saw your thighs clench. While he wasn't thrilled by how turned on you were already, he wasn't too surprised either. You were honest with him and admitted you almost went to the eldest for assistance before you and Felix got together. He appreciated your honesty, and therefore trusted you. Didn't mean his pride wasn't a little hurt.

"Oh, my god." You gasped out, your touch tickling Chan some. He laughed, his gorgeous smile distracting you for a second.

"Can I kiss her, 'Lix?" Chan asked politely and you leaned in some more.

"Yeah, I guess." Your boyfriend allowed and you let him kiss you. He was rough, more so than you expected. Chan knew better, he was there to fuck you, not make love to you. He would leave the sensual kisses to Felix. He tilted his head, his hand going to the back of yours and his slid his tongue in your mouth. You keened at the feeling. He was good. Too good. You pulled back a trail of saliva connecting your mouths.

"D-don't do that again." You muttered, your face red. He nodded, humming in agreement. Felix snorted playfully. His trust was well placed. Not wanting to step over the line, Chan stayed mostly still as you sank to your knees before him. Seeing him shirtless in the grey sweatpants was already sinfully attractive, you wondered what he would be like fully naked. An adonis carved out of marble for sure. There was already a bulge from his hardening cock, but it was mostly hidden by the thick material. He laughed at your eagerness as you hastily pulled the waist band away. Your eyes widened as he stepped out of his pants. He was nowhere near being fully hard, but his black briefs were already straining.

"Fuck." You wheezed. You were salivating like the wolf you were dressed as. You fiddled with the tag on the black choker you had on, Felix's name engraved into it. As long as you only fell for Chan's cock, it was fine. You turned to look back at your boyfriend anyway and he gave you a reassuring smile. He had looped over every possible scenario in his head over the last month, knowing to almost a T at that point what would make you react in what way. So far, no surprises. Even though to some you hadn't been dating long, you spent as much time together as possible, so he knew you well. You had been friends for years before then too.

"C-Can you…" You drifted off, wanting to get a good view of Chan's briefs coming off. He smiled and did as you wordlessly requested. He felt a little sheepish under your gaze, honestly, as you ogled him. Adonis indeed. You literally watched his cock harden further under your appreciating gaze. You licked your lips, desperate to wrap them around him. Felix ended up not speaking the rule you had first decided on, but you were a bit worried about what it would do to you to let Chan cum down your throat.

"Can we do something?" Chan suggested, snapping you out of your daze. He also looked at Felix.

"Sixty-nine?" He finished the request and Felix stiffened a bit. Knowing Chan, he might be able to make you cum from that and your boyfriend wasn't sure if he was okay with that. The eldest was definitely the expert of the group and mastered the art of sex like the instruments he could play. But, when he looked into your big, pleading eyes, he couldn't say no. With a slow nod you hopped to your feet giddily and Chan chuckled, following you to the bed. He nodded for you to climb over him once he was on his back. Straddling his face, he wrapped the tail around his hand just to hold it out of the way. The panties gave him perfect access, the fur ticking his cheeks a bit though.

"Sit on me, baby girl." He urged and you lowered your hips. You weren't expecting the immediate pleasure you got from his tongue. He immediately swirling it around your clit, sucking hard. You gasped, falling forward, finding the head of his now fully hard cock in front of you. Once again, your eyes met Felix's and he nodded. Eagerly, you wrapped your hand around Chan's cock, your fingers not even able to touch. You wrapped your eager lips around the head, your jaw protesting some at the stretch. Chan rumbled under you; his strong arms surrounded your thighs to hold you where he wanted you. Your moan vibrated through his dick as you got as much as him as you could in your mouth. It would be too dangerous for you to let him into your throat, you had to center yourself by finding Felix again. He loved that you kept thinking of him throughout. It was also more arousing than he thought it would be, seeing your mouth full of his best friend's fat cock. Chan ate you like a man starved and your boyfriend could see the characteristic twitch in your hips that meant you were close. You were more shocked than Felix that the other man was getting you to the edge so fast. His hand twisted in the tail again, tugging it slightly, and took your clit between his teeth, rolling it and you fell forward as you came, swallowing his cock deeper. Chan grinned as your cunt dripped on his tongue and he let the tail go, letting your orgasm ride out. When you came down, you pulled him out of your mouth, panting for breath.

"Okay, baby girl." Chan eased you to roll off of him, you landed on your back, still breathing harshly. Tears pricked your eyes and Felix instantly came to your side, petting your head softly, shushing you. You looked at him, so pitifully, ready to cry.

"Hey, shh, love." His heart broke seeing you like that and Chan got up on his knees next to you. He could tell you were crying from emotions, not physical feelings, but he still felt bad. At the same time, he was extremely proud of himself for making you cum like that. He had satisfied the goal he set in the past, not ever thinking to dust it off and complete it. Chan's heart thudded again, this time in sorrow. You were too precious.

"I'm sorry, Felix." Your breath hitched and he leaned down to kiss your forehead, petting your hair. Instantly he felt bad for feeling jealous.

"Love, (Y/N), its fine. I'm not mad." He chuckled a bit to reassure you.

"Really?"

"Yes, sweet. I just want you to feel good, okay?" He hummed and you nodded, sniffling. Chan finally saw the relationship dynamic you two really had. It was a dominance and submissive one, but Felix played the role so softly. And you were so cute with it, not a hint of being a brat.

"You want to keep going, baby girl?" Chan made sure and you nodded shyly. He smiled warmly and helped you sit up, removing the loose headband so you could stop fiddling with it.

"Can I take all this off her?" Chan asked and Felix nodded. You sat there like a good girl as Chan gently undid and removed everything from you but the black choker. He even took the tail off the plug, leaving the silicone toy inside you. The other man also took the tie from your hair, letting it fall over your shoulders. The way he looked at you actually warmed Felix's heart. He also knew if you asked him, he would be open to letting Chan in on your relationship. If it was him…he could share you. That was something to bring up later though. You shivered a bit, now a tad chilly and Felix smiled, climbing on the bed to hug you from behind.

"Good girl." He soothed and helped Chan maneuver you to sit on his lap, back to him. Felix placed a soft kiss to your lips, and you whined at the feeling of Chan's cock wedged in the cleft of your ass. Felix had decided not to turn the vibrations on, planning it as a surprise. The encounter turned out to be softer than he originally thought it would be.

"What're you thinking, 'Lix?" Chan knew him too well, could see the gears turning. His eyes met the eldest's and you looked up at him too. His eyes cast to yours. It wasn't a secret that you had a huge crush on Chan about a year ago, but you never pursued it. Little did you know, Chan had liked you too, for a while. He didn't even piece together, that's what it was at first, but Felix knew. Even when Chan would deny it to himself, Felix knew. Felix could still sense your love for himself, but he also saw how you looked at his best friend.

"You want him too?" Felix asked and you didn't understand the question at first. Wasn't that why he was there? The other man figured it out immediately though.

"Felix-"

"I'm not stupid, hyung." He huffed playfully and his true meaning registered.

"Felix?" you asked him, implying your question in your tone. Are you sure?

"We can discuss it after, but don't feel guilty." Your boyfriend kissed you softly on your cheek under your eye.

"Want him here?" Felix continued, helping you settle on Chan's lap, stroking his fingers through your soaked folds. You nodded softly, letting the man behind you hold you in his arms. You felt so secure, even more so with Felix there too.

"Think you can make her cum again?" Felix challenged and the other man smirked.

"Let's see." He nuzzled behind your ear, one of his hands sliding down your stomach till his fingers hit your clit. You whimpered as he swirled over it, then slid both fingers home. You sighed as his fingers filled you. They were thicker and longer than Felix's, but just as talented it seemed. His palm rubbed hard over your clit as he scissored the digits in you, the pad of one finding the rough spot on your back wall. You twitched when he rubbed over it and Felix watched the gears turn in Chan's head. His fingers left your core, rubbing back up to your clit, and he exposed the little nub further. He was an expert, Felix decided. He learned your reactions instantly, knowing just what to do next. Chan then fucked three fingers into you, harshly pressed against your further exposed clit with his palm. His fingers crooked hard and up, his palm swirling your clit and you shivered hard, head tossed back to land on his shoulder. You were close. Once again removing his fingers, he took your button between two fingers, pinched hard and pulled your nub, and Felix watched your cunt spasm as you came. The slight bit of jealousy he still felt dissipated when he saw the way Chan looked at you. He nuzzled your temple with his nose as you trembled, kissing the crest of your ear. As you shuddered, coming down again, your head rolled so you could look at him.

"Fill her up, hyung." Felix allowed, smiling as your eyes widened.

"'Lix~" You reached out for him, Chan still loosely hugging you to him. The eldest smiled fondly as Felix came to you, the smile on the other’s face was so warm. Chan could tell how much you two loved each other, and he was honored you both were willing to let him wiggle his way in. When he was within reach, your hands stroked over your boyfriend's pretty freckle covered cheekbones.

"Let’s have Channie fuck you, hm?" He cooed, the words racier than his tone implied. You whined with a nod and Chan chuckled softly at your cuteness. You both were so cute.

"Okay, baby girl. Tell me if it’s too much." The man behind your spoke into your ear, his arms holding you closer, his right hand coming to cup your left breast. You never got much sensation there, but you did flinch a bit when he pinched your nipple. Chan loosened his hold, moving his hands to rest at your hips, and Felix's moved to your waist. You let them move you around like you were a ragdoll till you were kneeling, cunt hovering over Chan's cock.

"Good girl." Felix praised, kissing the corner of your mouth as they both led you to sink on the eldest's dick. The feeling knocked the air out of you, he was so fucking big. You couldn't help but ponder how much bigger he could be if he was taller. He whispered soothing words in your ear, Felix kissing over your collarbone. You breathed, using the same technique as when your boyfriend fucked into your ass. Chan groaned, your cunt was so hot and tight, and he could feel your slick gummy walls perfectly. It made you all the more addicting. He could also feel the bump of the plug in your ass through the walls of your cunt. When Chan felt your cervix kiss the head of his cock, he halted your descent, a good inch or two left.

"M-more." You pressed and Chan rubbed circles over your lower stomach. He smirked, he could feel the bulge of his cock already, and you mewled when he pressed down.

"You sure, baby girl?" Chan's voice had gotten huskier somehow, deeper, rumbling through you. Felix smirked and lowered his voice himself, bringing his mouth to your other ear. What your boyfriend planned on saying next would probably earn him a playful smack later, but he was so eager to see your unfiltered reaction. Your eyes were already blank, nothing but cock on the brain.

"Tell daddy how you want his cock." Felix ordered you and Chan gasped as your cunt squeezed him hard. He huffed, thinking he misheard what Felix whispered to you at first.

"Want daddy deeper~" You whimpered and the men both groaned at your plea.

"Yeah?" Felix teased you further.

"Yes, sir~" You pled to him instead and he smiled. You were too fucking cute. There was a very specific reason Felix preferred you called him sir during sex, and that reason was splitting you open on his cock. At first, he didn't want to use 'daddy' because he was jealous, thinking it might make you think of Chan. Especially since you jokingly called the eldest that all the time. But now…everything worked out perfectly.

"Okay, pumpkin." Your boyfriend's pet name for you changed and the new word made your core pulse around the other's dick. Chan knew that you both went full into roleplay mode at that.

"Daddy~" You whined, and he laughed, acquiescing. You yelped when his hips shifted under him better, letting him thrust up hard, burying his cock all the way in you. Words escaped you, only a string of babbles left you. Felix smiled and shuffled down the bed more. Chan watched, curious, and almost protested as the other man moved. He just let Felix do whatever though. Your legs were spread to sling over Chan's, holding them open. Felix's hands came to your inner thighs, spreading you further and he marveled at your folds straining to take Chan's massive cock. Your entire body jerked when he flicked his tongue at your swollen clit, his tongue lightly brushing over the other's dick. The man's arms tightened a bit around you as you slumped into him further, and with one more flick of Felix's tongue, you fell apart again. At this point, your cunt was burning from the overstimulation, but your boyfriend knew if you got over the crest of pain, you could just keep on going. After your spasms went away, he sat back to just watch again, nodding to Chan.

"Ready, baby girl? Want daddy to fuck ya good?" His hand came to rest under your jaw, putting just enough pressure for you to feel it but not restricting your airway.

"Please!" You mewled, head lolling back and forth. His other hand was still on your stomach, and Felix put his hands on your hips to help, lifting you slightly and pressing you back down as Chan fucked up. You gasped, your cunt stung from the friction, but the pain was so good as the man behind you railed you. It was a good thing Felix was okay with Chan joining, you thought on later, because you didn't think you could live never taking him again. You were definitely a size queen and Felix marveled at you taking his friend like a champ.

"Ah, fuck, (Y/N)~" Chan was getting close, and he looked to your boyfriend, asking permission. Felix looked at your fucked out expression.

"Cum in her." he told Chan, and he got as deep as he could and let go. Your stinging core piqued, the pain burning into pleasure, and you weren't sure if Chan filling you with his sticky cum was what put you over or Felix's voice.

"Oh, good girl~ Fuck!" The man moaned himself as he felt his cum overflow from your cunt and drip down past his balls and onto the bedding. Felix was still rock hard, not having came or been touched at all that night, but he was fine dealing with himself in the shower if you were too tired.

"Felix!" You reached for him again and he came back to you.

"What do you need, pumpkin?"

"You…" You pouted and he smiled bright.

"I don’t think your cute little cunt can handle more." He cooed and Chan huffed playfully. He was still hard and really didn't want to pull out anyway.

"Let’s turn her around." He suggested to the younger man. You keened a bit when they moved you around. When your chest met Chan's, he sunk back into you, the new position and angle let him sink deeper. You shivered, falling into him and he laughed.

"You're so cute." He praised. He was content to let you warm his cock, watching Felix scooch forward. His fingers wrapped around the plug, and you breathed as if through muscle memory as he pulled it out. It clattered onto the floor from his tossing it. Could your body handle him filling your ass with Chan in your pussy? Guess you all would find out soon enough. Your breathing shifted when you felt Felix's cock at your pucker, he barely pressed the tip in as he took the lube Chan had reached for on the nightstand. Drizzling more onto himself, he started to ease inside you. You shivered, your back hole welcoming the familiar intrusion.

"So good, pumpkin." Your boyfriend praised. To get in you best, he had to swing his leg over Chan’s, but he didn't mind. Chan helped him adjust you some and they both let you adjust to being completely full. Each breath you pressed out carried a slight moan and your little noises brought grins to both of the men's faces. After witnessing everything, as well as your even-tighter-than-usual canal clenching his cock, Felix knew he wouldn't last long. Might be for the best anyway considering your physical and mental state. Your nails weekly dug into the skin of Chan's chest where you laid as Felix pumped his hips. His thrusts were short and deep, and your body rocking slightly brushed your sensitive clit against the skin of Chan's pelvis. A defined vein that led down to his cock gave just enough of a differing pressure as you rocked.

"Okay, love, I'll fill you good than you can take a bath. Daddy and I will take care of you tonight and tomorrow." Felix picked the pace of his thrusts up and Chan hissed some as your cunt clenched hard and your nails carved crescents into his skin.

"(Y/N), be a good girl for daddy and cum." Chan's words were all you needed, and you came one more time, Felix spraying your insides white. From the tight clench and the wait, Chan was sensitive himself and you cumming made him fall apart with you two. Even more jizz spurted out from where your body met Chan's and more of the sticky goo leaked from where Felix was inside you. You were a complete mess and Felix wouldn't have it any other way. Your consciousnesses faded, your eyes slipping closed, and the two men praised you for doing such a good job for them. Deciding to just clean you up with a towel for now, Felix helped you rest on your side as you slept, leaving the blanket off you, your skin still hot. Your boyfriend petted your hair as Chan took a quick shower and then they switched places.

"Are you sure?" the eldest asked, stroking your hair softly when Felix sat on the bed behind you.

"You love her, right?"

"I-I…" Chan swallowed hard.

"Hyung?"

"…yes."

"I didn't want to admit it before, but she likes you a lot. I know though that she loves me too…I think she deserves the world, but why not throw the moon in along with it?" Felix meant every word. He loved you so much that he wanted you to be loved twice as much, if not more.

"Well, guess I should change my name to Moon, huh?" Chan huffed and Felix rolled his eyes at the horrible pun.

"Just promise me when you two get married that I can be the best man." The eldest continued and your boyfriend smiled down at you.

"Of course. Wouldn't have anyone else."

-> Ver. I.N. <-

-> Ver. Seungmin <-

-> Ver. Hyunjin <-

-> Ver. Han <-

-> Ver. Lee Know <-

-> Ver. Changbin <-

-> Part 1 <-

-> Part 2 <-

Master-Master List

Stray Kids Master List

[stay-tiny-ville]

Seo Changbin

Summary ~ what you can catch me daydreaming about when I think is Seo Changbin ☺️ (or just dating head cannons for my first bias of Stray Kids; Seo Changbin)

A.N - I don’t know why but my phone, which is what I edit and write on a small portion of the time, always autocorrects Changbin to CHANGBIN and I can’t tell you how many times it has auto capitalized and I’ve had to go back and fix it smh

A.N. 2 - Binnie is and was my bias when I first discovered Stray Kids and was my best friend’s too at the time, and while I lean more now towards OT8, Binnie will always be my first love

A.N. 3 - at this point I’m just doing all the Stray Kids members before I move on to Ateez, and while I’m in my current Atiny obsessed phase, I’m still trying to figure out who they are and what they’re love is like. But I’m getting there :)

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A hot take that some may not agree with - I don’t think he’d date someone taller than him. I know short kings and tall queens get together a lot but I don’t think Bin is someone to date someone taller purely on the fact I feel like he’s made fun of a lot, and while he acts like it doesn’t affect him much—dating someone taller would definitely amp it up

Just my thoughts 🤷🏻‍♀️

Love, sweetheart, lovely, sweets, baby, are what I think he would call you

Holds his arm around your neck and ohmygod he knows what those muscles do

Whenever you’re waiting for something/someone or just hanging out around the dorms he brings you to him by your waist and sits you between his legs, back facing him

Would ask you to go to the gym with him and never in the “you need to workout” way, he’d only mention it once asking if you want to workout with him and depending on your answer he never asks again

He only asked at the beginning for company for him :)

If you started to workout while dating he would ask to be your trainer and would be so gentle with you and not hurt your body

Plus he’s extra protective on the equip where you could hurt yourself

Would tell you he is so proud of you when you progress :(

Pays for absolutely everything and steals your card and hides it (tells you about it so you don’t think it’s actually stolen lmao)

Sometimes he just kneels down in front of you to give you a piggyback ride or sometimes (a lot) he just turns you to face him and lifts you and you wrap your arms and legs around him like a koala

Does it so much that you instinctively lift your arms when he moves to lift you

He brings you to the studio and has a sort of kit of his hoodies and blankets for you to lay on the couch with

You normally stay awake with him and he knows you’re awake by your tapping noises on your phone

But when the noises fade slowly he turns his chair around to you drifting and his rolls his chair over to you

You look at him and he softly smiles at you before he lifts you onto his lap

You sit so you’re straddled him and your head rests on his shoulder

If you’re awake when he does that sometimes you play with the hair on the back of his neck and he kisses your head

If you sleep he takes frequent breaks from working to kiss your head/neck or he just sits back and wraps his one arm around your back and the other rests on the back of your head

When you wake (because he wouldn’t dare wake you by getting up) he stops all work and sits back to watch you wake all the way up again

His hands going back to their place on your back and head

He smiles and says “There you are” when you smile back at him

He kisses your forehead and you fall back into his chest

He always makes sure you are healthy and eating/being hydrated

Personally I struggle with staying hydrated and I know he always carries a bottle with him for you

The absolute biggest baby girl but the biggest scary dog privilege too

If you dress up for date night in dresses he would gasp, eyes wide and have you do little spins :((

Will bark at people if he has to

If it isn’t obvious I just want to be held by him

But laying on his lap omfg THOSE THIGHS

Like Maniac got me in a chokehold

Poppin fr

Loves your laugh, your smile, your bright eyes, and would do absolutely anything to bring out any of it

Honestly in no way shape or form is Changbin loved as much as he should be and it hurts my Binnie beloved heart and I will die before he thinks he’s not as loved as the rest of the group

[desire-mona]

why i think richard cameron is Like That

the long awaited cam analysis post of sorts!!!

so to start off, let me acknowledge the obvious: CAMERON SUCKED FOR WHAT HE DID TO HIS FRIENDS. THAT WAS MEAN AND SHITTY OF HIM, HE DESERVED TO GET PUNCHED IN THE FACE AND HE DESERVED TO HAVE HIS FRIENDS STOP LIKING HIM. this post is just to paint a more nuanced picture of the motivations and reasoning behind his cam-ness. also i feel the need to address that my love for dylan kussman HEAVILY influences my opinion on cameron, so please keep that in find when u read this. if my bias shows at any point then feel free to offer your perspective, odds are i'll find a way to agree :3

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lets start at the very beginning of the movie, his first appearance with the tradition banner. this obviously wasn't anything i rly thought of in depth on my first watch, but on my second watch i was like oh Hm.

tradition, of course, is a BIG aspect of welton that the movie repeatedly emphasises, drawing lots of attention to how nothing changes. i find cam holding the tradition banner especially interesting in relativity to neil holding the excellence banner specifically. cam very clearly tries his best to embody the rules of welton (more on this later) and very rarely deviates from those rules, although he does on occasion (again - more on this later.) but despite his attempts to be the manifestation of those values are never met with any praise, unlike neil. that's not to say that neil isn't deserving of that praise though, absolutely he is deserving, but in terms of academics specifically, cam's pretty up there too! this part doesnt exactly tie in directly with the rest of the post, but just thought id point it out first to add a layer to the rest of my thoughts.

how i view cam's character arc is something that's framed in a way thats not supposed to be viewed as an arc, i suppose (interesting considering the tradition thing hm). of course thats inaccurate as he does in fact have in arc, it just small in relation to the more forefront-ed poets. and it makes him ultimately less likeable, so.

during a majority of the movie (pre neil death) cam is known as the guy who doesnt like to break rules, that much is obvious, but in the end he still does with the dead poets society. now the reasoning behind that isnt actually touched on in a direct way, so there are a few different ways you can view that. i'll touch on a few different reasonings that me, @pencileraser1, and @good--merits-accumulated came up with.

my reasoning - i see cam's willingness to break the rules as cam holding his friends' idea of him on a high pedestal, constantly taking into consideration what they think. not wanting his friends to consider him a loser or boring in any way, he joins despite the anxiety surrounding being caught. not without fuss though, he does still outwardly talk about how this isnt something they should be doing. all this and yet he does in fact join, AND he doesnt rat anyone out for a majority of the movie (even after the call from god dealio!!!) fomo, basically.

nick's reasoning (found in this post) - he just wanted his friends to be safe!!! joining to (in my view) keep them in line in terms of safety as well as. i guess. provide the reminder of the consequences i suppose?? nick im opening up the floor to u if u wanna delve into this point more cuz ur definitely able to provide better reasoning n such. if asking nick to talk abt things was a full time job.

tristan's reasoning (discussed in dms) - cam's need for authority. tristan brought up a very good headcanon/ theory/ something or other that cam is the type to need constant direction or authority, and i totally agree! (reason for that will - again - come up later.) now this culminates in a couple different ways. 1) most obviously, adhereing (ehh) to the rules of welton, and 2) his relationship with the rest of the poets. due to the size of the welton student body, a lack of individual direction from teachers and staff is almost inevitable. so to fill that gap, he adheres to his friends' """"""rules"""""", and joins the poets. floor is open to you as well if you'd like to elaborate further, tristan :3

my thoughts of cam being super focused on his friends' idea of him actually started as a bit. i believe i made a hc post about smoking weed?? maybe?? and said something along the lines of "cam would smoke even if he doesnt want to, not cuz of peer pressure from his friends but more of a self imposed peer pressure. thinking its rude/ cringe/ uncool to turn down smthn like this bc all the rest of the guys r doing it." but after a rewatch of the scene in dps where theyre all walking outside, it started having some merit in my mind! in that scene, keating does a sort of imitation of cameron when he first starts to walk, something like "am i doing this right?", "am i walking weird?", etc. (paraphrasing ofc.) so i sort of took that aspect and applied it to other parts of his character and found out that oh, this actually kinda makes sense!

speaking of keating and his lessons, lets talk carpe diem.

now my interpretation of cam is that he doesn't exactly *want* to apply carpe diem in his life, seeing it as an antithesis of the welton values. only joining the poets for the reasons mentioned above. however, he does indeed apply it in my eyes, but more as a fucked up reversal and dickish version which eventually ends up in him deservedly getting punched. now is this how keating intended him to interpret carpe diem? ehhhhhhhhhhhhh,, it's complicated, let's talk about the context a bit.

this part is more theorising than anything, so take it with a few grains of salt if u wish.

cam quite obviously is a pretty big stickler for the rules, which i believe is a result of outside influence. id like to thank @lovech1ld for reminding me of this! cam's parents/ grandparents/ guardians are noticably older than the other poets, which, in my eyes, makes a heavy emphasis on following the rules make a lot more sense (respect your elders type shit.) so this, combined with the inherent fear of authority that most of the boys seem to have, makes him a chronic rule follower. but it goes further than that, after these ideas have been pushed for so long, i feel that cameron's started to mix up his own personal morals and values with the morals and values of welton, viewing those two things as one in the same. here's where that starts to muddy things up in terms of carpe diem.

i interpret cam's finking AS his application of carpe diem in his life, but as more of a subconscious choice. now you may be thinking "hey. mona. what?" and i UNDERSTAND! but here's my reasoning behind that. as i mentioned/ theorised before, cam has a very high opinion of his friends' idea of him, but this does eventually change after neil's passing. his subconscious carpe diem application, to put it into proper words, was a way to stick up for himself and his beliefs despite what all his friends think. again, being brought about by neils death, since he didn't choose to rat anyone out when the opportunity first presented itself during the call from god assembly. and i dont think cam sticking up for himself is inherently a bad thing!! but! since cam's idea of his morals are so clouded by welton's, this isn't actually sticking up for himself, this is just being a tattletale.

he did provide other reasoning for doing so to the poets of course, so lets talk a bit about that too. he says something along the lines of "i did it for neil" and "this is what he wouldve wanted" which is obviously bullshit, objectively. but i don't think he saw it that way, i think he genuinely believed thats what he thought neil would've wanted, as stupid of him as that was. obviously thats not what he wouldve wanted AT ALL, and why he actually thought that is FAR beyond me. but i really dont think he wouldve turned anyone in if he didnt genuinely believe it, especially considering the fact that he was PART of the dead poets. even if he was the one to confess, im sure he likely got punished as well. (which also couldve been what he wanted? tristan this is an opening to also discuss catholic cam on here bc ur reasonings for that were INCREDIBLE.)

on top of this, i really dont think that cam actually understood the weight of what turning in everyone would do. now i will say right away, hes not dumb, he knew that keating would be fired and charlie would be expelled, and that alone should've turned him away if he really wanted to honor neil. as i said before we started, he absolutely deserved to be punched and lose his friends, that was a dick move that ended up ruining two lives for a long long time, if not forever.

but.

due to him grieving, his rules = morals shtick, and fear of authority, i think he turned in the poets without giving actual, proper thought into what the consequences of that would be. which manifests itself both in the film with the final scene.

in the last scene where all of the boys stand on the desk, we see multiple shots of cam looking around and looking at everyone standing. and we (or at least i) can definitely see some sort of consideration to join them!!! he of course doesnt, and ends up choosing to sit, looking QUITE ashamed. this too can he interpreted a couple ways, either as him being embarrassed that his peers are doing this, or as him wanting to join them but knowing that he was the reason keating was fired. knowing that it would be incredibly disingenuous, even if he stood as a way to sort of apologise to keating + the poets for what he did and show that he regrets his actions, he stayed seated. and was so. so. mad at himself for it.

now i don't remember where i heard this so im not sure how to go about fact checking, but i believe the choice to keep cam seated was ultimately dylan kussman's?????? but dont take my word as gospel in terms of that, i very well could be wrong.

BUT! this gives me an opportunity to talk abt how much i love dylan kussman!!!!! nick vocalised the thought before i was able to in one of his posts, but considering the fact that i agree wholeheartedly, i'll reiterate it. i see rsl and ethan hawke constantly be praised (deservedly!) for their understanding of the inner workings of their characters, especially reflected in the desk set scene. and while YES ABSOLUTELY, i think dylan needs this praise as well. dylan was the PERFECT casting choice for cameron and i will shout that from the rooftops until my voice goes hoarse. so so so many of his little mannerisms, facial expressions, ways of speaking, soooo many etceteras are just so. so. CAMERON! even the most comprehensive directorial choices cant top an actor's inherent understanding of a character and reflection of that in their performance. good god! i think my new dream in life is to ask dylan about how he came about properly embodying cameron and his process in doing so.

anyway

with my dylan fanfare over, that about wraps up my thoughts on cam in terms of the film itself. HOWEVER. i have lots and lots of thoughts after a long convo with tristan about certain headcanons and post-canon theories and whatever. will probably touch on those but i dont really have my thoughts properly collected enough, so that wont be until later.

as per usual with these types of posts, everyone else is welcome to add any input they may have. cam is one of my fav things to talk abt in terms of dps so i will eat up every single little thing. thank u for reading!!!!

[michelle4eve]

Moots <33 

              (No specific order, I love all you guys!)

@aia45

-Newer moot! Hihi :) Who's your bias btw? 

@gimmeurtummy

-I literally love you, I appreciate you comforting me when I was about to cry and you're so kind it hurts 🤭 I hope we continue to talk and be bsfs :]

@lovablewh0re

- I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU 😚❣ MY BBY SARANGHEAYO 😡💋

@linosssss

- I dunno yet D: But here, have hearts because I haven’t got anything to say ❣️💕💓

@galaxycatdrawz

-I dunno you much yet I'm so sorry 😞 I just watch your interactions with others (sometimes I interact with you too :O) and I want to get closer with u :)

@milf-ivy

-I'm sorry, I forgot all interactions I have had with you (if i had any), you’re very sweet tho😭 But uhm here's some hearts 💕 💖 💓 ♥ 💗 ❤ 

@sashaelfel

-OMGG I LOVE YOUR ART BROO? LIKE EVERYTHING LOOKS SO GOOD AND I WANT TO EAT IT FROM HOW IT LOOKS. YOU ARE ONE TALENTED MF ❣💕💓

@bluejutdae

-Hii, I didn’t know we were moots?? I hope we can talk? <33

@livelovelaughmiko

-So sweet?? Adorable even?? Like you srsly have stolen my heart.. I smiled like a dumb fool, your lil photo bombs make my day/few days <33 Hehe :] 

@writingforstraykids

-Literally a celebrity so I'm intimidated, and I love your writing 😚 I will binge your series as promised soon 🙏

@got-me-seein-stars

- How are you doin? Thanks for checking up on me and all, I really appreciate it :] Hope you're doing alright! 

@thatonedemigodfromseoul

-You better get me some sushi so I can try it 😤And you(r)e (dog is) cute <33 Also, please stop murdering and/or committing arson 🙏

@binnies-binna-deactivated202403

- … Babes.. One moment you're there and the next you deactivated 😭

@minholing

-MWAH 😚💕💕❣❣ (I can't figure out what to say, so here's hearts ♡♡♡)

@cinnamostar

- Hihihi how are you doing, i remember smth abt this guy from a party? How's that lol, and I love your fake texts :]

@143staytiny

-Literally so fuking sweet Ily <33  your long paragraphs kinda intimidate me..but it's a-ok! Some people write long texts, some short. Alsooo WHERE IS THE PLAYLIST 😭😭 

@zee-143

-No but I actually luv u, might be stalking me though 🧐 and ur headcanons/lil oneshots  stole my heart.. Ngl I didn't know you wrote them, I should pay more attention to the authors.. We're officially besties now whether you like it or not. 😇 And we be matching 🤭

@lixxpix

-Hihihi I'm so sorry I forgot you 😔 I honestly have no idea if we've interacted before.. ilyt 😅💕💕 Mwah mwah 💋❣

@azuna-sz

-Hiii! Newest mootie here :] I hope we get to know each other more. How's your day been so far?

@viviworkshere

-Hi mon cheri, I think I've won the boop war earlier hehe. You're cute and I loved your fic, I like you, take care

@sona1800

-So sweet and very cool 😎 I have no clue what to say so bare with me D:

@crispxxxx

- I feel like you’re stalking me pt.2 🧐 But uhm, I srsly don't know what to say but you seem cool :DD

@atinyniki

-Are you ok bro, don't die. Ilyy 🤭💕 I'm a big fan

@yangbbokari

-Why are you still here lol, sending ❣❣❣💕💕💓💓

@jinnie-ret

-Hehe, hi. I love your writing :DD I like you too :DD

@cheesemonky

-First to adopt me, my momma. If it isn’t obvious enough, I rly like u! And your writing is amazing too, you’re very admirable and I’m 100% sure you’re very pretty

@theoncelerswifearoo

-My first ever moot here! I don’t think I’ve actually talked with you lol 😓 Wayyyy back when I was in my onceler phase (a year ago?), we became moots :)  I don’t even know if you use tumblr anymore tbh…

@skzoologist

-Omg when I first talked to you, I thought I was dreaming or smth.. Like, I love everything about you and you know me now?? 🤯 And now, we talk more 😌 I'm improving with my sleep schedule btw! I don't rly take baths that late anymore 🥳 

@silverstarburst

- I just watch your interactions from afar so I dunno what to say for you 😭 here’s a heart?? <33

@foivestarrsketchez

-I do not remember if we interacted before.. But you seem cool, let's be friends 💜 

@crabrangoongirl25

-I dunno you that much yet I'm so sorry 🙏💕 You seem cool and I'm kinda intimidated 

@lilistayskz

-I don't know you that much yet I'm so sorry 😞 I hope we get to talk more and become closer hehe

@homuncvlus

-I don't know you much yet I'm so sorry 😞💞 But I see you pop up a lot in my feed and activity hehe 💓 

@nyukyujs

-I dunno you much yet 😞 But uhm I like your writing and 💞❣💕

@dwaekkiforpresident

-🧍‍♀️I'm kinda intimidated by you, 😚💕

I'M SORRY IF THESE AREN'T GREAT, I WAS QUITE LITERALLY PANICKING WHILE WRITING THIS BECAUSE WHAT IF ONE OF YOU GUYS GET OFFENDED OR SMTH SO I APOLOGIZE 🙏 I LOVE YOU ALL MWAH MWAH 😚💕💋❣💓💗

IF YOU AREN'T HERE PLEASE TELL ME DD: I MUST'VE FORGETTEN ...

[orionsangel86]

I have been doing this meta analysis thing for a long time now and one thing that I have always tried to make clear in meta analysis is that for it to be taken seriously you must keep your personal biases out of it. You must come at it as objective as possible.

Rant under the cut

Its not always easy to do when you are dealing with difficult topics, or shining unfavourable lights on characters you love, or coming to conclusions that you werent expecting (recent meta discussions about Morpheus in the Sandman comics would fall into these categories).

What meta analysis should never be used for is to back up ship wars or specifically to shame fandoms for liking certain characters. If the meta isnt providing valid evidence to support the interpretations, and instead has fallen into name calling and mockery of fandom, its no longer valid meta.

I got this ALL the time in SPN fandom. Destiel was a huge fandom but as meta writers we stuck with what we were given by the source material and interpreted it with valid evidence. We understood that multiple interpretations were possible but we made sure that whatever we were analysing made sense and had some source backing. This wasnt always the case because meta writers are not a monolith, but the bigger blogs who wrote meta frequently at least understood this and would not be stretching to support their own claims if canon didnt back it up. Now no one is perfect of course, but the point is, proper meta writers understand that where they make a claim or interpretation of the source material, they have to site examples and evidence to back up their claims and also take into consideration any evidence to the contrary.

The people who hated destiel and made that their entire personalities didnt do that so much. I read a lot of their meta out of curiosity and every time I was baffled by where they were getting their claims. 'Destiel is necrophilia" was a big one which canon disproved almost straight away in season 5. "Destiel is rape" was another because Cas was using Jimmy as a vessel and yet canon confirmed Jimmy died at the end of season 4. Cas' body was remade by God in season 5 and has remained his own ever since. These are just two of the ridiculous examples supposed "meta writers" among the destiel hater communities would come up with and still use today.

I find it extremely infuriating when I see character/ship hate loosely disguised as meta analysis. I can give people the benefit of the doubt a lot of the time, as fandoms are usually highly emotional spaces, but when there is zero canon evidence to support the claims, when connections are being made on the absolute thinnest of threads, and when far more obvious interpretations are being clearly ignored to support certain viewpoints in such a stunningly obvious case of confirmation bias I have to throw in the towel and stop taking said meta seriously.

One thing I have loved about Sandman fandom so far is the meta. It's such a rich text to analyse, and the show adds an entirely new level to it which makes it all the more enjoyable. I've made no secret of my support for Dreamling and I wrote a very long meta series on Dreamling and how the show in particular uses certain tropes, symbolism, visual storytelling cues, and music, to name a few, to overload a 25 minute sequence with queer coding. It is completely understandable to me why anyone going into the show even without thinking about shipping, would feel like Dreamling hit them like a brick to the face. The creators weren't subtle with it.

Its also totally valid to find romantic interpretations of other pairings within the Sandman. I personally think Morpheus x Johanna was laid on pretty thickly. Morpheus x Lucienne is equally an interesting ship to analyse. But heres the thing, if you ship these other ships and are frustrated that Dreamling has "taken over" thats valid. I get it. I would like more focus on the other characters too. I would particularly like to talk about Lucienne x Gault and have a meta piece in progress about them.

Whats not okay however is for other shippers and people frustrated with Dreamling to go the way of the Destiel antis. Dont make shit up that has no basis in canon just because you need some moral high ground to shit all over the ship you hate. Don't call fans that see Dreamling "deluded" for seeing it. They aren't deluded. It's right there in the subtext. Dont resort to name calling and "gotchas" and use inflammatory language to bait people. And please, I'm begging you, stop claiming that people who ship Dreamling are somehow all overly fragile white racists. You're wrong.

The racism discussions about Hob's past have their place, but these things ARE being discussed, if anything I feel this fandom has done a far better job of handling the issues of slavery than another popular fandom has (looking at you OFMD). No one is forgiving Hob for his slaver past. But you have to acknowledge that the entire point of the story in The Sandman is about change, and growth, and how we can become better people. As another excellent short meta post stated recently "we are more than the sum of our transgressions". The Sandman is all about the shades of grey. No one is morally righteous, but most characters are not completely morally bankrupt either.

Hob Gadling is a controversial character who is often misunderstood by fandom but anyone with proper critical thinking skills and a decent understanding of what meta analysis is, should understand that Hob is a metaphor for humanity first and foremost. He is the average everyman from the perspective of an Englishman and therefore above all else to understand Hob you have to look to England, to Englands history, and to its current status in the world. A lot of blood on its hands yes, but also at least a century of trying to make up for it, a leader in the world in human rights and trying to do better. I have to believe that about this country, so I believe it about Hob too. Whilst I'm not interesting in getting into huge geopolitical debates about England, I hope that we can all agree that the average Englishman today is not a blood thirsty evil slaver/rapist/murderer or whatever else ive seen people accuse Hob of being even in his modern era.

We can argue the faults of the show downplaying slavery for sure. Its a valid criticsm. We can argue that not enough time was given in the show to show that Hob had changed and regretted his former actions. We can critique these things based on what the show has and has not told us, and also pepper in information provided in the comics and what we know about future Hob panels as well.

But when it comes to the blank spaces in between frames, in between cut screens, we can do whatever we like. Because that is where meta analysis ends and fanfiction begins. You wanna write about Hob joining the abolitionist movement and fighting hard to end slavery? You can. You wanna write about him ignoring Dreams advice and continuing to be a brutal slaver right up until slavery was ended in England sure, you go for it. But don't call either of these "headcanons" meta analysis.

Dont use meta analysis as a cover to shit on fandom. The minute you resort to name calling and mockery its no longer meta. No matter how frustrated or upset you are with the current fandom situation. There is always space to criticise fandom. But ask yourself what your end goal is here? What are you trying to achieve? Is it truly because you are on a righteous path to end fandom racism? Or do you just really hate a popular ship and want people to stop shipping it? If it's the former, then focus on that, ask what solutions we can put in place? Where we can truly tackle it on a larger scale, raising awareness of things that people may not realise are racist but are common tropes in fandom (like how making female characters all mothers or sassy gay best friends is misogynistic or how certain stereotypes in fantasy creatures are anti semitic) but if its the latter, then its disingenuous to use racism in fandom as a shield to hide your ship hate. It reduces an important topic to something shallow and irrelevant.

In ending this rant I will just say this. I'm not interested in engaging further on this topic. I'm legit gonna start blocking if anyone attempts to twist my words here. The civil discussions on this matter ended when people started name calling and flinging around accusations without basis. I am more than happy to engage separately in ways to improve fandom spaces for poc, because thats important, but ship hating has no place in that discussion. Drop that aspect, and there'll be less resistance in these topics.

[akuvrus]

#⠀EYE CONTACT !!﹒🎸༉‧₊˚.⠀⠀[choi yeonjun] ✧︵

☆ 》 summary ー when you make eye contact with the male you have always been staring at secretly, not knowing he had a thing for you too everytime you paid a visit to the guitarist store.

♡ 》 genre！﹒fluff, strangers to lovers. non!idol au, teenage era.

ʬʬ disclaimers﹕my first unrelated beomgyu fic, poggers! also i just noticed how pretty yeonjun is and he might just be my bias wrecker.. reader staring at yeonjun a lot, yeonjun being off character (i think) ; im not sure if im proud of this one haha, i got distracted a lot + this isn’t proofread!

now, you wondered, how did you get here in this position? well, let’s go back from the very start.

it all started when you were going to buy a electric guitar for your brother’s birthday, a gift that you knew he was trying to save up for. but you were steps ahead, having much more earnings than him and decided to use it for good use.

that is, until you walked in the store, your eyes laid on a specific male, he worked for the store and today, you couldn’t help but keep staring. whatever he wore today, stood out to you a lot; you can’t help but daydream about him.

wait, daydream?

oh no, you weren’t here to daydream; you were supposed to buy the electric guitar for your brother, that’s right. but he just looked so.. captivating, you just can’t control yourself staring at his beauty. he’s definitely trying to lure you in, like a siren. except, he wasn’t one and that’s the problem.

man, if only other men were just as handsome, captivating and pretty just like him.

you quickly snapped out of your thoughts when you realized you were standing like a complete idiot at the door, mentally facepalming yourself as you quickly made your way towards the guitar you were going to buy and bringing it to the front counter.

“hey.” he smirks, looking at you. gosh, even his voice and smirk was captivating. “you’re planning to get this, hm?” he says, “i think it’s about time.” he says, that you look at him dumbfounded. what did he mean by that?

“didn’t you notice? i lowered down the price for you, silly.” he grins at you. “huh? really?” you asked dumbfoundedly as you checked the price tag you noticed, that he did indeed lower down the price by $100, making it only $280. you raise your brows in surprise.

“ah.. this means i get to save an extra $100..” you smile to yourself, glancing down at your card. “hmm, i’m taking this that you’re paying with card then?” you nod in response. “alright, then insert it here..” he points to the payment terminal, giving you a sign to insert the card when you both accidentally made eye contact.

oh shoot.

you really, really wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. his eyes were too captivating, too pretty, you had to stare and admire everything about his eyes.

yeonjun felt like he was doing a staring contest the moment you both made eye contact and locked eyes together. he can’t help but notice how pretty your eyes were. but he quickly snapped out of it, hoping you would do the same too, except you kept on staring. it seemed like you had zoned out, and he waved his hands in front of your face.

“hello? earth to..” he stops. ah, he doesn’t even know your name.

“ah! i must’ve stared again, i’m so so sorry! i really- i was just- i got captivated by your looks!” you blurted, freaking out. he stares before laughing it off. “i feel confident when you stare, why don’t you do it more often? how about, everyday?” he smirks.

“everyday..?” you question, “but i don’t think i’ll be coming here anymore after i buy this-” he cuts you off by leaning over the counter, closer to your figure. “then why don’t we get together? we stare at each other often, i think it’s obvious we like each other. it’s a win-win situation.” he states, grinning at you. “so?”

“your looks are too captivating, i don’t think i’ll be able to handle it.”

“that’s alright,” he shrugs, “i can lower it down for you,” he pauses, looking towards you. “if you agree to be mine.”

“it’s not like i can say no,” you slightly grin, “then, we’re a couple now, right?” he asks, arms crossed leaning over the counter as he looked towards you with a smirk.

“yeah.”

“great, let’s go on a date tonight then. i’ll treat you because i’m such a gentleman.” he says with confidence, smirking to himself. “don’t get too high of yourself.. we still have a lot to learn about each other.”

“well then, i’m choi yeonjun, seventeen. what about you?”

“[last name] [name], seventeen also.”

“good start, we’re the same age.” he smirks. “i mean.. of course we’d be, if not, that would be, like, horrendous!” you gasped, over exaggerating it on purpose. he chuckles at your actions.

“uh-huh.”

suddenly, your phone’s alarm goes off, saying it had already been thirty minutes and it should be time for you to be heading home. “ah right! the electric guitar! i haven’t even paid for it,” you panicked, inserting your card into the payment terminal.

after paying and pulling your card back out, you quickly apologize to yeonjun, “i’m sorry, but i have to go head home now,” you apologized, swiftly grabbing the electric guitar before rushing out in a rush.

you failed to miss a “see you tonight for our date!” as you made no time running back home in a rush to package your gift.

you soon quickly realize you forgot to ask for his number, until you spot a sticky note taped onto the guitar, noticing a phone number to it and a little cute note written by yours truly, yeonjun.

“don’t forget our date tonight, here’s my number as well.”

you smile to yourself knowing that you are no longer single like your brother.

© akuvrus ★ do not repost. a/n ー this is rushed and not really my favorite, but i still hope you guys like it; it’s my first time writing for a different txt member other than the one i’m used to writing for.. (beomgyu)

[och405o]

Hey lol, can i request an &team reaction to their sunbae idol s/o (who's the leader dancer and rapper and is also from hybe) mentioning them on a show or in a live and saying that they love their content/music and that their rlly handsome(like cmon their gorgeous) and they like find out from fans and fanboy over them and they didn't know that they were watching the live...and ima stop there cuz it's so long srry (i'm the same anon who asked u just now btw even tho it's lowkey obvious)

Anyway hope ur doing great and hope this helped ur writing block. Luv uuu<33

&Team reaction to idol s/o mentioning them on live

Andy’s notes: Hi anon!! Thank you for requesting!! I hope you enjoy this 🫶🫶

Summary: While live a fan asked your opinion on the group &team, giving you the opportunity to talk about your perfect boyfriend

K:

K had opened Twitter to be met with hundreds of tweets from Lune and your fandom. Obviously the first emotion he felt was confusion and a little panic. He scrolled through the thread and saw the clip from your groups live.

“Oh someone asked if I like &Team. Of course I do! I think my bias is definitely K. He is so handsome and talented, how can someone not like him”

K smiled at the clips, watching it over and over again. I think K would tease you a little about it but would be really happy that you love him so much.

Fuma:

He would be doing a birthday live (Happy belated Fuma day) when people started commenting about your live. He would be confused but as people began to explain it he would understand. He would worry a little about rumors but I think he would be one to reveal it himself with the help of the company before any scandals or rumors started to spread

Nicholas:

(This little shit) He would definitely tease you when he saw all the ships and fan edits of the two of you.

“Awe daring look at this clip you are practically drooling over me.” He would say while siting with you in a practice room. He would absolutely love seeing you talk about him with so much love.

Ej:

I think his first reaction would be to panic. He knows it’s not always a good think when you are trending on Twitter. He would be worried about scandals and rumors, knowing that could affect your careers. I think he try to distance himself from you in front of camera to avoid them. But don’t worry he definitely shows his live when you guys are alone.

Yuma:

He would be watching your live with some of the other guys when your fans started asking for your opinion on their new comeback. Obviously you were excited to talk about it and your amazing boyfriend.

“Oh it was so good they all looked great especially Yuma. He definitely shined in this comeback. I was thinking about learning the choreography for it, what do you guys think?”

Yuma would love it. I think he would get a little shy but overall he would think it was really sweet and definitely would be a little more clingy with you to show his appreciation.

Jo:

Jo was a hard one for me. He would be awkward (plz save him he doesn’t know what to do) people had already started to ship the two of you and Jo was a little worried. He was conflicted. Like obviously he loves you but he doesn’t want to affect your career. He wouldn’t worry as much as Ej but would definitely want to be careful from now on.

Harua:

He would think you are the cutest person to every walk the Earth. He absolutely loved the way your eyes lit up as you gushed about him and the way your cheeks turn a soft shade of red when you realized you talked too long. He would save the video in his phone and watch it at least 5 times a day.

Taki:

Taki would talk about you a lot especially with Niki (Rip Niki) when this happened. Oh boy Niki was ready to rip his own ears off. Taki would not stop bragging about you. He loved that you were so proud of him and that you loved him so much.

Maki:

Maki would feel a huge confidence boost. He wants you to be proud of him and wants to impress you. He is still super young so I think he would be a little awkward about and might even tease you or pretend like it doesn’t affect him when deep down he is so so in love with you

[maplekzh]

deserve

nami x fem!reader

wc: 2.8k

warnings: nsfw, 18+ only please!

notttt sure if the ending is still to my liking but this has been sitting in my drafts for so long and i wanted to get her out already!

nami’s bias towards you is glaringly obvious, even to the members of the strawhats that may be more oblivious than most. she spoils you whenever she gets the chance, adorning you in beautiful clothing and sparkling jewelry during her shopping trips with you. she wouldn’t dare to charge you interest on any amount of money you need from her, unlike a certain mosshead. the girl is like one of sanji’s delectable desserts when it comes to you, sweet and affectionate actions never failing to make your heart skip a beat or two.

all of this is to say that she is hopelessly in love with you, and you, her.

the crew had decided to stop on a summer island, both to stock up on supplies for the upcoming weeks and to give everyone a few days to settle down and rest. you and your crew drop anchor, docking the sunny in the large port. tourists from every sea are scattered on the docks, either just arriving like you or getting ready to disembark from the island. 

once finished with your docking duties you and nami head onto the island hand in hand, leaving the rest of the crew to their own devices. it had been your turn to watch the sunny on the last island, so now you were free to wander with your girlfriend on this one. 

after an hours long shopping spree, nami leads you in the direction of a beautiful building by the water. with the amount of tourists and luggage carts scattered around the entrance, you can only guess that it’s one of the more pricey hotels on the island.

“‘mi, baby, are you sure you wanna stay here? i’d hate for you to spend so much when we can just go back to the sunny for the night,” you say, tugging softly on her hand entangled with yours. the shopping bags in her other hand shift to the crook of her elbow as she waves off your words, a grin on her lips.

“i wanna treat the two of us, i think we deserve it.” nami laughs and releases your hand to pull you in close by the waist. her breath tickles the shell of your ear as her lips brush against you, goosebumps erupting across your skin. “and who says i don’t want some alone time with you anyway, sweetheart?” 

you can feel the skin of your face burning as she guides you to the front counter, obtaining the key and leading you into your room in a rush. 

nami all but throws the shopping bags in a corner behind her before tugging you in close, pressing her lips against yours firmly. the soft fabric of her shirt is set askew as your hands push underneath it to paw at her bare waist, nails leaving faint pink lines on her skin. her body rolls against yours, trying to get closer in any way she possibly can. the flesh of your tongue presses into her mouth slowly, brushing against her own appendage intimately as she moans needily against you. 

with her lip gently held in between your teeth, you break the kiss momentarily. nami’s eyes are half lidded as she gazes at you, chest heaving as she tries to regain some control of herself. a quiet laugh leaves your throat before you guide her to sit on the edge of the bed behind her.

“you’re so good to me ‘mi, let me take care of you please? wanna show you how thankful i am for everything you do for me.” the bridge of your nose brushes her jawline as you speak to her, voice sweet and syrupy as you begin to mouth at the skin of her neck. her breath stutters in her throat, eyes fluttering shut as her arms settle around your neck.

“y’ deserve every bit of spoiling, baby. it’s the least i can do for my sweet girl.” she’s breathless as she answers you, much more focused on the feeling of you sucking hickeys into her cleavage. her lips part subconsciously as you pull the low cut top off of her body, exposing her chest fully to the cold air.

a mix of a yelp and a moan bursts from nami’s chest as you dive straight in, sucking on one of her nipples harshly while you palm and pinch at the other. you moan against her, the vibrations sending shivers throughout her body. spit-slicked and wet, nami’s nipples pebble in the cold air of the hotel room as you switch between her breasts. you’re already drunk on her and you’ve only just started, eyes half-lidded and hazy as she looks down to meet them.

although it pains you to leave them, you soon shift down nami’s body and past her expertly ravaged chest, shiny with saliva and red-purple marks left on her skin by your needy mouth. swollen lips press against every inch of soft skin that you pass, finally reaching the trail of fine orange hair leading into your girlfriend’s jeans. 

you sit upright in between her legs, deft fingers quickly working at the button and zipper closures at the front of her pants. a mumbled “hips up, sweetheart,” slips from your lips before you tug the material down and off nami’s long legs, throwing them somewhere in the room behind you.

she looks like an angel sent down from heaven just for you, long hair splayed out across the pillows and a pretty pink blush on her cheeks. her breathing is light and fast as result of your teasing, eyebrows creased as she awaits your touch again.

“baby…” she whines, reaching for your hands. they guide yours to her waist, nails clawing at your skin in need. 

“i’ll take care of ya, love. don’t worry your pretty little head.” you move to lay on your side next to nami, slipping an arm under her neck as you pull her into another heated kiss. her muffled moans fill the hotel room as you massage her waist with your other hand, tongues intertwined yet again. you soon begin to feel nami losing focus, the hand once on her waist now grazing the skin just above the apex of her thighs much too distracting for your girlfriend.

“show me where you want my fingers, princess.” you mutter against her lips, the pads of your fingers tapping lightly on her skin as you wait. a smile graces your lips as she pulls away enough to look down, palm enveloping the back of your hand as she trails it down to the gusset of her panties. a low curse slips past your lips as you press on the thin fabric, nami’s juices already soaking the tips of your fingers through her panties.

“touch me,” she demands, though it’s not as threatening when her voice is shaking with need. a quiet laugh from you makes its way to her ears and she huffs indignantly. her soft arms cross against her chest and she turns her head the opposite of you, trying to look as mad as she can when she’s laid out and bare just for you, warm hand resting against her clothed folds.

“i’m sorry nami, baby. you’re just too cute!” you smile, pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “but my pretty girl gets what she wants,” your fingers move to press against her neglected clit suddenly, rubbing in circles over the last piece of fabric on her body. a sharp gasp escapes her throat at the feeling, snapping her head back to watch your fingers between her thighs. she squirms in your grasp, clutching on to your arm for dear life as you pleasure her. 

soon enough nami becomes a bit too loud for your liking, heavy breathing and whines surely leaking through the walls of the room. the free hand you have slipped under her neck tilts her jaw up to face you, forcing her to look you in the eyes. her well manicured brows are pinched in pleasure, sweat ever so slightly beginning to form on her soft skin. 

“feel good, love? y’ so pretty like this, so good f’ me.” she moans in response to the praise, hips grinding up to meet your fingertips involuntarily.

“stop teasing me,” she tells you, lips forming a pout. “or i’ll just do it myself!”

a sympathetic smile forms on your lips and you press a kiss to her forehead. “no need, told ya i’d take care of ya, didn’t i?” your lips meet hers as your hand slips beneath her soaked panties, muffling her noises when you resume the fast, tight circles on her clit.

nami yelps right next to your ear as a digit slips into her soaked entrance, barely enough relief for how turned on she is. a lewd squelching noise echos from the apex of her thighs as you work it in and out of her wet cunt, aiming for that one soft and spongy spot. after deeming her stretched enough, you slip another finger in beside the first and continue in exploring her. you grin when nami jolts in your arms as you finally crook your fingers in just the right way, responding to her whines with a moan of your own.

“just like that!” she gasps, long nails digging into your skin as she trembles in your arms. her face is showered in your kisses as you fuck her silly, thumb now pressed against her sensitive clit. her juices soak the sheets and your palm as you work her closer and closer to her high.

“‘atta girl, just let go for me. such a good girl, ‘mi, love ya so much.” you mumble against her temple, unoccupied hand coming up to cup her chest.

she shouts a curse as she cums, back arching beautifully off the bed as your fingers work her through it. praise is continuously murmured in her ear as your hand slows down, parting from her cunt as soon as she starts to twitch in overstimulation. as she comes down from her bliss, kisses are pressed against her temple and cheeks.

“damn…” she sighs, a moment passing before she bursts into breathless giggles. her lips, slicked with spit, meet yours in a messy kiss as she turns in your arms. warmth blooms throughout your body, hot flames dancing in your lower belly as nami’s soft hands grope you through your clothing. the room has gotten considerably hotter since the two of you arrived, the fabric on your body only worsening the feeling.

“o–one sec, ‘mi. ‘s too hot, gotta get this shit off me.” the cotton sheets rustle as you sit up, pulling away from nami’s touch reluctantly. your shirt is quickly thrown on the floor next to her clothes, bra following quickly after. the bed dips as you recline back again, about to reach for the buckle of your belt before nami’s hand grasps yours. 

“let me.” she whispers, situating herself between your legs. her fingers work the leather strap out of the metal slowly, sultry eyes raking down your exposed torso. 

“thought i was supposed to take care ‘f ya today, baby? y’ just want me that bad, don’t ya?” you tease, an eyebrow quirked up as she pauses her progress on your pants. goosebumps begin to form on your flesh as her manicured nails begin to skim the soft skin of your stomach and breasts, paying special attention to the stretch marks decorating your stomach and sides. you stuff down the groan threatening to burst from your chest, eyes falling shut as you sigh in pleasure. 

nami giggles at your obvious enjoyment and trails her hands back down to the button of your pants, opening the closure agonizingly slow. her knuckles drag against the fat of your hips as she tugs the fabric down and off your legs along with your underwear, leaving you bare to her.

“doesn’t mean i can’t have my fun too, yeah?”

she kisses the tuft of soft hair above your clit, wrapping her lips around the sensitive bud only a moment later. the sensation fans the fire ever growing in your belly and you grip her hair, gathering it in a makeshift ponytail. curses leave your mouth as her pink tongue ravishes your soaked folds, the mixture of your juices and nami’s spit dripping down your ass and on the bed below. her nails dig into your soft skin as she grips onto you, arms wrapped around the thighs caging her head.

a loud groan leaves you as nami licks your weeping hole, eyes half-lidded as she watches your face. your hips begin to thrust up into her mouth as your high approaches fast, hand pushing her face against your cunt harder. 

she mumbles gibberish against your pussy as you fuck her mouth, eyebrows pinched together in ecstasy and eyes teary. she tries to grind her clothed cunt against the heel of her foot to get some relief, the ache in her belly once again too much to bear.

one particularly vulgar moan against your cunt from nami, caused by a rough tug on her hair, sends you over the edge. you make a mess of her face, rutting against her mouth until your body is twitching from overstimulation. her tongue ghosts your glistening folds once more before she crawls up the bed, pressing her messy lips against your own. you can taste yourself as she licks inside your needy mouth, spit dribbling down from the corner as she sucks on your tongue. 

“shit, nami…” you sigh, pulling away to finally breathe. she tries to follow you into another kiss, but you grip her hips and hold her in place before she can. a gasp rips from her throat as you unintentionally grind her down on your hips. you laugh, kissing her cheek before maneuvering her off of you. nami’s back hits the sheets as you sit over her once again, running your hands against her hips and toying with the elastic band of her now ruined panties.

“let’s get these off ya, sweetheart.” a string of her slick connects her pussy to the cotton underwear as you tug them down her legs as quick as possible, throwing them somewhere on the ground. 

before nami can even gather her bearings, your hands push her knees open and up to her chest and thrust your hips, grinding your cunt against hers.

“oh my god!” she squeals loudly, hands tugging you down for a kiss as you hump your dripping pussy against her. she tries to meet your hips with thrusts of her own, chasing her own relief. the sound of skin meeting skin fills the empty air of the hotel room, and you can only pray you don’t have neighbors.

“such a good fuckin’ girl, ‘mi. so pretty like this, getting fucked like ya deserve.” you mumble against her lips before leaning back, watching her puffy nipples bounce in time with your thrusts. her fingers dig into the fat of your ass, nails digging into the skin as she aids your harsh movements against her. you can almost feel her gush at the praise, silky folds glistening in the light of the room.

“just like that!” she gasps, legs twitching in your grasp. your palm moves to press against her lower stomach, holding nami in place as you fuck her to her high. her moans gradually become louder, her grip on you tighter, before she crashes over the edge once more. the feeling of her squirting against your cunt sends you right after her, thighs trembling from exertion. 

you gently set her legs back down on the bed after you help her ride out her high, collapsing next to her immediately after. she moves to press against your body, arm draped over your stomach and tracing hearts into the skin.

“love ya, ‘mi.” she can feel the smile on your lips as you kiss her head, combing your fingers through her messy hair.

extra: 

it’s past midnight when a rapid knocking on the door jolts both of you awake, naked beneath the sheets and pressed against each other. a sigh slips from your mouth as you can make out usopp’s panicked voice just outside in the hall. after throwing on whatever is closest, you stumble to the door as nami watches on from under the covers, eyes bleary with sleep.

“luffy got into it with some marines, we gotta…” he trails off as he takes in your appearance, sloppily dressed and covered in hickeys. he shakes his head and sighs, rubbing his temples. “you look like a rabid cat got to your neck, but whatever! we gotta go!”

“i guess one did, in a way,” you laugh, pointing your thumb behind you towards the orange haired girl still in bed. she sends a wave to the man at your door.

he sighs again.

[bonbonchocolates]

Mi Amor

Yandere Idol Jimin x Reader

Summary: You are attending a BTS fanmeet for the first time. Nothing can go wrong right?

Warnings: yandere Jimin, stalking, kidnapping, obsessive behaviour, obsession at first sight

A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it and if you do please leave a like.

Masterlist

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Y/N's POV:

I'm so excited. My dream is finally about to come true.

Which dream? You may ask.

To meet BTS.

Yes, BTS the number one boyband in the world. The most famous kpop group in the world. It was the first group which got me into kpop.

And now kpop is my life. Especially BTS, I love them. They are just amazing, fabulous, fantastic and so on.

I love them so much that I don't have any perfect words to describe them. They are just perfect. Each and every member is perfect.

And now I have a chance to meet them. I finally got a chance to attend their fansign. After waiting for so many years I got the golden chance, I'm not letting it go.

I can't describe how excited I was to meet them. Especially Jimin, he has been my bias since I started stanning BTS. Though I liked all the members Jimin was my favourite.

You may ask how I got a chance to attend BTS' fansign.

Actually now I live in South Korea for job purposes. I have been living here for almost two years.

You may think that I'm like other fan girls, who want to live and work in South Korea just because of BTS. But it is not like that. Maybe luck was on my side that I got a transfer to South Korea.

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I was finally in the fansign. Truth to be told I was pretty excited but also hella nervous. I don't want to embarrass myself in front of them. I'm really clumsy sometimes so I can't guarantee what I will do when.

I just wanted to take autographs of all the members and maybe have a small chat with them if they would like to.

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Currently I am in the middle of the fansign and I already took autographs and had a conversation with five of the members, RM, Suga, Jin, Jhope and Jungkook. They are all so kind and hilarious. Just as I thought they would be.

I tried to remain calm outside but I was dying from inside. My dream finally came true. I can't describe how happy you were.

Right now I was standing in front of V but his full attention was on Jungkook.

As expected.

Jimin noticed it and then indicated him to look at me. Just then V turned towards me with a huge smile.

We talked for a few minutes and truth to be said he was hilarious. I loved him.

Maybe I might change my bias.

Just joking.

Jimin was my bias, is my bias and will forever be.

Back from my nonsense.

Now I am standing in front of Jimin, my bias. Oh God I feel like I'll faint. He is so handsome.

Control Y/N, Control!

"Hi"

He greeted.

"Hi"

I greeted him back.

"What's your name?"

"Y/N"

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

He complimented me. I couldn't stop from blushing.

"Thank you. You look handsome too."

We both talked for quite long time when he suddenly asked me something unexpected.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Wha-

Is it even allowed.

"N-no I don't."

I shuttered.

Now you may think that why did I shutter?

My ultimate bias asked me that do I have a boyfriend or not. So it's obvious for me to shutter.

Then you heard Jimin muttering something under his breath but I couldn't hear it. Jimin again gave a huge smile to me.

Before I could bid him goodbye he called me.

"Y/N"

"Yes"

"Gimme your hand"

It was more like a command rather than the a simple request.

But still I gave him my hand. He then held my wrist and kept a small piece of paper on my palm and closed my fist.

After that he winked at me. I felt like I was about to die.

I quickly left from there. I went outside and opened my fist and took out the chit of paper and saw it was a phone number.

Wha-

My bias gave me his phone number. I couldn't believe it. Is is normal for him to give his fan his phone number or am I special?

Stop Y/N. What are you even thinking?

Though I guess I have his phone number, I'm definitely not going to call him. You may already know the reasons.

I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the fansign. I can't wait to say about all that happened in the fansign to my friend.

She even gave me a dare that none of the members will even talk to me and here we are where I have my bias phone number. I won't be able to stop bragging about it to her.

Wait-

I have my bias phone number.

Am I dreaming?

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Jimin's POV:

I am getting bored here. We just had to sit here and greet the fans and do nothing. I just wanted to go home. Above that some of the fangirls were so annoying.

Though I didn't want to be here still I tried to put a smile on my face while greeting the fans. I need to maintain the good image in front of the public. I know that all the members are feeling the same but still they controlled their feelings.

Being a idol was pretty hard.

Just then I saw a girl talking to Jungkook. She seemed different. She was not soo beautiful but in my eyes she was perfect.

Maybe this is what they call 'Love at first sight'.

Then she came to Tae and I couldn't stop but stared at her. She was just perfect. When she smiled my heart stopped. Everything in life seemed perfect. In a few minutes I'm madly in love with a girl who I never met with in my life.

I couldn't stop but admire the way she laughed at Tae for something hilarious he said. But still I felt jealous of Tae because it was me who was supposed to make her laugh not him.

After that she came to me. We talked for a few minutes, this few minutes felt like forever. I wanted talk more to her but still I had to let her go. She was even my ideal type.

Her name was Y/N. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Before she could even leave I gave her a chit of paper which contained my phone number in it.

I know it's not allowed but still I don't want her to go. It's okay as long as no one knows.

Right?

I hope she calls me.

I'll be waiting for your call, my love.

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After a week:

Y/N's POV:

I was returning home from the convenience store after buying a pack of ramen. I don't want to cook right now.

I'm very lazy.

I was coming on my food because the apartment where I stay is only a few minutes away from the convenience store. Secondly the neighborhood I stay was pretty much safe.

So I don't need to worry.

Right?

I was halfway on my way to home when I felt like someone was following me but when I turned back there was no one. I sighed in relief.

After a few steps I again felt like someone was following me and when I turned back I found a figure in black behind me.

I got tense and increased my pace. Just then I felt a hand on my waist. The person pulled me against his rock like hard chest.

Before I could even shout, the person put a cloth on my face. My vision was slowly blurring.

"Sleep, my love."

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Borahae 💜

[emborgor]

Why Are Humans (Almost) Always United?

Feel free to give constructive criticism! I'm a new-er writer and improving my writing would be amazing.

We know that there are several kinds of governments that can spring up, but in most HSO posts I see, there are no corrupt governments or corporations for the most part. There may be the occasional thing, but it surely isn't a human or allied alien.

We, as humans, are always divided on Earth, just look at the countries and warring we do. We can never agree on anything!

I see the lack of division explained in two ways: One, that humans decided that in order to present themselves to aliens they must become one, under one governing body. Two, that some disaster brought them together under one common cause, and one body controlling the information, studies, and actions regarding this cause was easier than many countries or organizations.

I want to see several human corporations racing each other (yes, like the space race) for money, honor, or to be the face of the human race.

Li rolls its eyes as it scrolls through the news.

"Is a New Government Imminent?", "Riots Against The Human Coalition!", "What is the New Political Trend?"

"NexusTrek Overtaking The Human Coalition's Technology", "NexusTrek: Who Are They Anyways?", and "Exploration and Diplomacy vs. Terraforming and Trade"

No matter how these articles market themselves, as opinion works or informative, the bias is obvious to Li.

Humans had to chose who the face of their race would be to meet with the interstellar community's diplomats.

The Human Coalition would doubtlessly do anything in their power stop NexusTrek. They have stayed in power for far longer than many, including Li, think is right through this method.

Yay!!! Needless conflict, censorship, and damage to our world! We *just* cleaned ourselves up for the interstellar community to see.

It could not understand why, exactly, we felt so caught up in the need to chose one representative. Just because everyone else had one governing body did not mean that they had to have one too. It was just so frustrating how people could not look past their own political views and corruption.

More opportunity would be good for this race.

Maybe more perspectives would protect us from our own greed.

Xe gestured for a keyboard and typed in a search query, "why do aliens have one ruling body?"

The limited information they had access to was still enough to answer its question.

They did not have one. Not all of them. Several had divided themselves based on ideology, but that was millennia ago. Since then, the different ideologies had moved to their own planets and colonies. Some of them evolved separately! To what extent, xe did not know.

Would those few they still appear similar? Would they be a new race now? How did they handle their integration into the intergalactic community? Nothing it could find answered these burning questions.

Xe could only hope that the information she had collected would aide NexusTrek's PR team.