#watch tower bias

[ratedfleur]

what do u think are gunwooks kinks

gunwook and his kinks

size kink is probably on top of the list because no matter who he's with, he will tower over the person he's near, and with you, he just looks a little bigger because of your lean frame, not too tall or too short. if gunwook were to use his size kink on you, it's probably because he'll keep repeating how tiny you are compared to him especially when he's sinking his huge cock into you, cooing when you beg for him to go slower. he wouldn't even be nice about it because he'd go harder and faster, smiling when you whine out his name as you took his length like a champ.

strength kink, mirror kink, and exhibitionism goes second. why? his gym pictures, no other answer! these three kinks of his would definitely activate themselves when you and him are working out together, he would sport boners especially when you wore your gym bras and a biker shorts, eyes fixated at how you did your final round of pilates by the mirror. gunwook would've given into his urges when you unhooked yourself from the machine, taking big strides towards you before he bent you over the tiny cushion, making your take your shorts off as he took himself out of his own sweats, fucking you as he forced you to watch yourself in the mirror. and it doesn't stop there because he would carry you, linking your legs around his waist as he presses your back against the wall, fucking you against it.

NOONA KINK oh god.. even if you weren't older than him, he still likes calling you his noona as a joke but you knew he wasn't kidding about the whole noona thing because gunwook would've moaned it accidentally in the bedroom as you touched him.

not a kink but he loves giving and receiving aftercare! gunwook makes sure you are all taken care off after a rough session with him, he needs to see that you are all clean, hydrated, and clothed before he cleans himself up so he could snuggle with you.

somnophilia .... you know that duck plushie he has, right? gunwook loves cuddling that plush as he slept, cheek pressed against the soft fabric of the plush. you two decided that it was time to explore a little more and somno was on your list so you tried it on gunwook. you waited patiently until he was in deep sleep before you pushed him to lie on his back, prying the plush away from his arms before you went down on him, taking his flaccid cock into your mouth before sucking him off until gunwook sleepily pops his eyes opening, whining out your name before his hands hold onto the back of your head, pushing it up and down his cock. and if he were to cum quickly, you'd make sure to make him have a second one before tucking him back into his pajamas before snuggling back into his side.

ROLEPLAY KINK @#$@#t@^ one of his favorite roleplays would be the teacher / tutor and bratty or popular student situation where he'd be teaching you as you dressed in tiny skirts, practically shaking your ass at him as you begged him to fuck you instead of teaching you mathematics. it would've somehow ended with you crying as he made you ride him, forcing you to read and try to compute the terribly long equation. if you were to answer it incorrectly, he would smack your thigh, forcing you to answer it again until you got the right answer. once you do get the right answer, that's when gunwook would fuck you properly and letting you cum how many times you wanted to until you couldn't anymore.

honestly this are just the kinks that i think of when gunwook comes to mind soooo this is a list of both hard and soft kinks.... sort of self indulgent??? well, this is what you get from a gw bias HAHA

[goodluckdetective]

Twitter collapsing does really feel like a modern day Tower of Babel situation: breaking lines of communication that connected the entire world.

Scientists used Twitter to do science communication and to work with other scientists. Twitter’s API allowed scientists massive access to data that could be used to track pandemics, bias, and other metrics that can be really hard to collect in such massive numbers (this isn’t to say that data collection doesn’t come with ethical issues, but that’s another story).

Journalists used Twitter for breaking news updates and to connect with sources. I saw quite a few Twitter journalists upset about restrictions to DMs because it was how sources often contacted them. If you had a newsworthy problem, like an unfair eviction, you could reach out to local reporters and maybe get them to pick up the story.

Artists and other creators used Twitter to spread their art and build small businesses. I have bought art prints that I have since framed of artists whose work I first saw on Twitter.

Activists have used Twitter to challenge institutional narratives and to make their movements visible and loud. All across the world, people who’s stories would have never been heard have used Twitter to make sure the truth is out there.

Social and cultural groups have used Twitter as a way to connect and build community. I am obviously not qualified to talk about the importance of Black Twitter so here’s a link to Doctor Meredith Clark discussing archiving Black Twitter with NPR.

To see all of that break in one day really feels like watching just this ability to communicate crumble. From the ability to translate Tweets, to the ability to collect data, to the ability to simply see what people are saying, all of it has crumbled. But unlike the story of Babel, this isn’t an act of God: this is just the whim of one man who took a look at this flawed but impressive communication hub and decided to tear it down.

[matchadobo]

KIDD; hey, captain. may i have this dance?

wc: 2216 summary: where name, the only one who can make kidd blush, asks her captain to a dance and later elicit a confession out of him. warnings: fem reader, very fluff you'd actually melt, nothing too crazy or offensive, NOT PROOFREAD

"hey, captain. may i have this dance?"

it's like the devil made an entrance as everything went downhill when you finished talking. kidd was at a loss letting your words register in his brain. the grip on his mug tightened and it seemed like blood rose to his face. he started choking on thin air and began drumming on his chest.

while being in the middle of a conversation, you approached kidd with a soft smile and an inviting hand. the person he was talking to, killer, raised both eyebrows and averted his gaze from the two of you as he continued sipping on his wine. some of his crew mates sitting near him had heard it and started snickering.

it wasn't really anything new. you were always pretty affectionate to your captain, blatantly expressing your admiration every chance you get. you made it crystal clear that you're interested ever since the day you confessed, sober and intentional at that. kidd didn't reject you, nor accepted your confession. he just ruffled your hair and said, "yeah i know, buttercup.". which was more than enough for you to feel all sorts of butterflies inside.

it's not like you're expecting for him to return it, you just want to let it out. so you didn't act awkward about it. not for kidd though. when you start showing more love for him, he'd be a blushing mess and would curse you out. not that those curses mean something unpleasant, those are just empty words as defense to his emotions.

that's when you started personally sending him food, lots of them, to his workshop when he coops up in there fixing up some weapons for the crew or when he feels like tinkering. those are the times he'd genuinely feel your utter interest in the things he likes.

you'd always be his cheerleader and he loves it a little too much, but he never shows it; not that he's good at hiding it, his cheeks and behaviour are enough to tell you he anticipates it. when he prevails against an enemy, your words always usher that rhythm in his heart. or when he comes up with a new attack for his devil fruit and you want to see it first. and you two end up sparring.

and when you save his ass more than usual. you always watch his six more than the others, it's pretty unfair but it doesn't mean you let your crew mates get harmed. unfortunately, you just have bias. not that kidd needs it. but that one time he did, you kicked a knife aimed at his face and redirected it to his side. you saw the shift of shock to anger in his face, accompanied with a deep red tint on his cheeks.

like when you brush your arms or knees against his when you're seated together, because you always aim for a spot next to him and the crew respects that. and when you always pour him a drink, ordering for him and all that. you ask him what's wrong because he's always so red even with one mug of rum. he'll just grumble and chug even more rum.

but he never tells you how he feels about it, about you. and it's okay. you're content with him allowing you to love him. it's already a privilege to have the permission to love the most notorious.

so when you don that bandage dress in red he got you for the night, the cacophony in his surroundings was dulled. his blood pressure rose and his hands became sweaty as you stood there with the warmest gaze and an anticipating smile.

"a-ah, maybe it isn't your thing, right capta-"

he suddenly stood up, he doesn't know what prompted him to do it. he could just ignore you, snicker at you, or tell you how dumb it is. but he chose not to. if there's one thing kidd does to your feelings, he doesn't step on it. as oppose to others, so maybe he has a bias too.

he towered over you, a scowl scrunched up on his face as he looked down at you. a shocked expression soon changed with absolute joy was now evident on your face. he yanked your hand, only with a little force though, and pulled you closer.

"only for a while, aye?" he lowly whispered on your ear, tone demanding. "i don't really dance."

you were having a goddamn field day. your heart was in an impossibly fast marathon. you were smiling ear to ear, pulling away and looking up at him while nodding with joy. "come on?" you invited, gesturing to the dance floor that was now filled with couples slow dancing.

once you two stand before each other, in an awkwardly far distance. you giggled a little, noticing how he obviously doesn't know how to dance, especially slow dancing.

you reached over to his side to hold his hands, both human and metal. he was surprised, especially by your touch, by the way he stiffened up. but he let you guide him.

"your hands goes here." you placed them on your waist, "and mine goes here." you finished with a smile, placing your arms by either sides of his neck. "and we just sway and change positions on alternating foot. easy enough, yeah?"

he noticed that your eyes were especially radiant tonight, how you exceptionally worked on yourself with the make-up you put on. the ornaments in your styled hair complimented the color of your dress. how the chained, golden necklace he gave you as a 'dumb scrap he never uses and deems it trash' framed your neck and cascaded down your chest. how you smell way too expensive he coulda thought you were someone else. you were all different and it made him feel the same with you, except stronger.

"why are you staring? something off on my face?" you started growing conscious, your hand reaching over to touch your cheek but his human arm caught it and placed it back to where it came from.

"hands off, you might smudge your make-up." he tsked, "nothing off 'round here, short stack. 's quite the opposite actually."

"pft, what does that even mean?" you tilted your head, scanning his eyes for answers. but it's just you fangirling about the yellows that mesmerized you. "if you have time to spout nonsense, maybe think about not bumping on my foot." you rolled your eyes, glancing down at the movement of your shoes.

"ain't it your fault for haulin' a total amateur at this?" his voice raised a little, scowl deepening.

"hm? something so simple like this is giving you a hard time, captain?" you egged him on, and it's exactly what he needs to loosen up. a cocky smile on your face with one of your brows raised.

"oh, so you wanna be like that? this is another one of your games, huh?" he grinned, grip on you tightening as you successfully riled him up. "it's about time i win this thing then."

"win?" you were baffled, soon getting caught off guard from the way he spun you around with his human arm then pulled you closer with his metal one.

"let's switch it up this time, aye? i ain't always gotta be the one blushin', right?" he bent down your ear and whispered a little too huskily. it was a completely different side of him you haven't seen.

you were stunned. your hands was placed awkwardly on his chest, realizing it made you completely nervous and red. "quiet now, huh? come on, where's the loud name who refuses to shut up?" he looked down, grip on your waist tighter.

"w-what are you doing, kidd?" you stuttered, suddenly feeling cold. not sure what to do with yourself.

"dancin'. bet you liked that spin, didn'tcha?" a laugh rumbled on his chest.

"t-that was pretty good for a beginner." you mustered a smile, still hiding your face from the proximity. his metallic cologne more pungent in your nose, amplifying the rhythm of your already rabbiting heart.

"what do i say? i'm a damn natural!" he boasted. but soon notice that ever since that spin, you didn't bat him an eye. "oi, somethin' up?"

when you finally did, he melted right there. your brows were lightly furrowed, your face was entirely red as you chewed on your lip. "i-i'm sorry i was in too much joy from that, you were so, so handsome when you did that." you proclaimed, a hand covering your mouth as you shut your eyes.

a smile slowly spread on kidd's lips and a laugh ticked his throat, eventually bursting into laughter at your reaction. "such a fuckin' darling, you are. goddamn it." he had to clutch his knees from laughing so much, a tear falling down his eye. you soon started laughing too from his reaction.

from an outsider's perspective, you two looked like you two totally lost it.

as the laughter died down, it seems as if the surroundings did too. time felt slower and the crowd felt farther. then you felt him staring a little too long, as if he's watching you.

"i must've had too much to drink because i'm about to do somethin' so damn stupid right now." he pinched the bridge of his nose, wincing.

you tilted your head, puzzled once more. "what- hey!"

he grabbed your wrist and led you out of the ship. once you two are on the port where most of the crowd had died down.

"kidd, what's happening?"

he fished something out of his pocket and dangled a necklace with a tulip pendant before you. "see this?" you nodded. "it comes with a ring." he placed the ring by his palm with the similar pendant.

endeared by his display of trinkets he obviously made, you were more confused to admire it. "w-why are you showing me this?"

"because i had planned, a long fuckin' time ago, ever since you confessed that you like me, to do the damn same. and i was gonna give you these with a stupid fuckin' bouquet of tulips because... you said you love those damn things so much. m-my dumb hair reminds you of it." he was pausing between his words as he tried navigating the right terms. the port light helped you see how kidd was blushing and how his eyes looked everywhere but your way.

"but i didn't and i shouldn't. cuz you don't deserve any of this." he gestured to himself from head to toe. your heart broke and you want to interrupt him. but he has more to say. "you deserve someone who ain't out here killin', terrorizin' cities, and most importantly not an idiot who's too busy to chase one piece than to reciprocate your feelings." he sighed, the jewellery now obstructed and hidden in his fist.

"so, it hurts. to see you do all this for me. give me all that love. i'm startin' to think there's not enough for your stupid ass. cuz here i am, brushing you off for you to, hopefully, grow tired of me. and start findin' a man to treat you better."

the alcohol was legit too fucking strong, because sober kidd would NEVER admit this even at gunpoint.

"bah, this is too embarrasing and stupid. you had to witness you captain in a pathetic stat- ow!" you couldn't contain it anymore and decided to slap him to wake him the fuck up.

"with your cowardice, it sure as hell is pathetic of you, kidd." you replied, voice coated in irritstion. he looked at you with fiery eyes as he stroked the slapped spot on his face.

"i can't believe my captain would say any of that bullshit! you're so fucking dumb, god!" you stomped by the wooden boards, completely vexed.

kidd had no choice but to just stand there. awaiting your next course of actions.

"you plan on getting the one piece as a coward?! hah?!" you pointed at him. "what makes you think i'll choose someone else over a fucking unit like you?!"

"you think so, huh?" he replied, ego getting brushed.

"i'm fucking sure so! i thought i had made it clear that i'm totally, with every fiber of my being, in love with you." you crossed your arms.

"but all i've done is react passively, that ain't-"

you shut him up by pulling on his collar and crashing your lips with his. sucking on his lips before he opened up to his tongue, tasting the rum. he moaned through your lips, prying open your mouth too. his human arm getting handsy with you, feeling up the bareness of your back and the shape of your torso. your hands then traveled on his neck to hold him firmly, the roughness of his scars brushing by your fingers.

you two soon ran out of breath and pulled away. he then took his time squeezing you a little closer to his body, lips soon pressed on the coldness of your bare shoulders. you leaned your head on his shoulder, reveling on his scent and proximity.

"of all the times we got drunk together, all you needed was a dance to come with it so you can let the crazy out in you." your breath tickled his neck.

"just need that one lil push from your sweet ass."

ASJSAJSJAJASJS I DIED AND RESURRECTED

[coupsjin]

not close enough

╰┈➤ bf!seungcheol x afab reader

╰┈➤ summary: both not ready to loose their virginity, you and cheol try something new

╰┈➤ warnings: mdni, dry humping, dirty talk, kissing, making out, pet names, squirting, overstim, oral (giving) etc. lmk if i should add any more!

a/n: as a coups bias... this killed me

wc: <1k words

"hey cheol?" you call as you walk into his room, your boyfriend lying down lazily with his phone in his hand - he turns his attention to you.

"yes, love?" you now join him, his hand immediately going to your thighs.

"well, i was thinking." you paused, nervous "y'know how we talking about ... it? the other day?"

a couple days ago, you and cheol had a serious talk about if you were ready to have sex. you trusted him with all your heart, but still weren't sure about losing your virginity. thankfully, the thought the same.

he smirks, "yes what about it?"

"how about we try something new today?" you asked, already horny thinking about it. this perked his interest. he rests his back on the headboard, curious. instead of telling him (a bit embarrassing you thought) you started to demonstrate.

you took off your pyjama pants, surprising him. you threw them to the side, and next you slid down his shorts just enough for you to sit. you climb on his legs, now straddled on top of him.

"is this okay for you?" you asked, your pussy already drenched for him.

"oh yeah.." he said shakily, "it's more than okay. keep going." you had never seen cheol like this, breathless and gazing at the cloth that kept more away.

you slowly rock your hips back and forth, carefully watching his reaction. his jaw slightly drops, muttering a breathy "fuck.." while he pushes his head against the headboard, his eyes fluttering shut.

as you picked up the pace, your moans get from breathy to full, filling his ears while he kisses your neck. over a couple minutes you get into a rhythm, cheol unknowingly bucking his hips every time you rolled your hips closer to him. his dick was visibly harder and longer than you imagined.

"fuck," you thought, "i can't imagine his dick actually inside me."

you were getting unbelievably close, your moans turning into whines. this drove cheol crazy, grabbing your hips and taking control. he rocks you harder and faster, thrusting his dick onto your clothed pussy. for the first time, you fall apart on his cock. you squirt, letting out a huge amount of liquid onto his dick.

"oh god fuck!" he yells, feeling your warm liquid wrapping his horny dick. he arches his head back, his brows furrowing as he feels his desire to penetrate your pussy.

he suddenly flips you onto the bed, now towering over you with his dick still rubbing your clit.

"shit, this isn't close enough baby," he moans, now groping your chest. your legs are shaking from overstimulation, your moans turning into yells every time he thrusts onto you. he's so desperate, moving every which direction to get the pleasure he needs from you. in this moment he is incredibly hot, facing towards the ceiling.

he finally comes, his cum dripping out of his boxers.

"come here, princess. lick it." still aroused from his behaviour, you sit him down and are between his legs. licking his cum, his back and neck arches, moaning the loudest he has tonight.

"oh... fuck!!" he yells. "please suck my dick y/n, please." he begs, still caught up in ecstasy. he whines as you lower his boxers, caressing his length slowly. cum is still dripping out of him, you lick his tip with your tongue, cleaning up the rest of his dick.

"shit!" he moans while covering his eyes with one of his hands. the other pushing your head down as you he fucks you in the mouth, his moans getting louder with every lap.

"i'm close.. oh god!" he manages to get out, now thrusting into your mouth as he grips onto the sheets and your hair. he cums inside of your mouth, giving a loud moan and a sigh of relief.

"swallow" he says weakly while looking at you. you swallow, tasting his cum for the second time.

"why didn't we do this sooner?" he laughs, taking you into his arms while rubbing your back.

[ot9snumber1]

okay wait ik your reqs are off, but you said you wanted tzu asks so...

idol!r and idol tzuyu where r is a 4th gen idol who everyone knows is a once. R has tzu as her bias and lowkey loves how she just towers over her. I could totally see tzuyu gaining some confidence and starts playing around and flirting with r in random interviews or backstage 😭

this is like my favorite prompt ever i love you

"before we end this interview, do you have anything to say to your loyal onces?"

tzuyu thinks for a moment, then smiles and brings the mic up to her lips when she gets a wonderful idea. "i love you all! but this message goes out to y/n of nmixx. i'm sorry we don't see each other much, but rest assured that i receive all your love and messages!" she smiles, her cute little dimple on show.

she gestures for the cameraman to come closer, as if she were telling you a secret. "and don't be disheartened about your height. unnie can get the ramen off the top of the shelf for you."

a loud scream can be heard from somewhere in the nmixx dorms.

lily goes running the the source, bursting through the door. "oh my god! y/n? are you okay??" she asks worriedly, her eyes flickering from you to your phone on the floor.

"tzuyu-unnie watched pick nmixx! she saw me struggle trying to get the ramen from our cupboard!"

lily breathes out a sigh of relief, "please don't scream like that again. you gave me a heart attack." she crouches down and picks your phone up, handing it back to you.

you nod absentmindedly, your mind far away from whatever your eldest member just said.

you didn't think nor talk about anything else for the next few weeks.

and as much as your members loved you, they got a little sick of it. especially because you'd never approach her backstage when your comebacks finally aligned, you would only whisper and gush about her over and over.

it especially drove haewon insane. you could flirt and talk to any other idol in the industry except tzuyu. she decided that you needed a little push.

"tzuyu-unnie!" she calls out as her senior was taking pictures on the famous inkigayo stairs. the two of you were standing by because you wanted pictures there too. (totally not because tzuyu was sitting on those steps.)

tzuyu looked away from the camera and spotted the both of you. she smiles, waving as jihyo snapped another photo.

"so cute!" jihyo grinned, showing tzuyu the picture. they were about to leave until your leader ran up to the other leader and whispered something in her ear.

jihyo's smile grows dangerously mischevious as she instructs tzuyu to pose again. "y/n-ah, why don't you pose with tzuyu? she's your bias, right?"

your mouth went dry. you looked like a deer in headlights, requiring haewon to push you over until you awkwardly sat beside tzuyu.

"don't be so nervous," tzuyu whispers, her arm wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. "it's just your unnie."

she laughs, and you laugh too. jihyo takes a picture when she sees you relax in tzuyu's embrace. "there! thank you, y/n." she smiles, handing tzuyu her phone.

the two of you stand, tzuyu looking over to show you the picture. "you're a lot shorter than i thought." she chuckles, patting your head. you blush, "you're just really tall!"

"maybe. you're a lot cuter in real life, too." tzuyu winks, smiling before saying goodbye to you and your leader.

you froze as your seniors walked away. haewon laughs, knowing you wouldn't shut up about this for weeks.

[k-zuzu]

Hiiii can you do idol changbin x idol reader and the reader is uncomfortable that male idols are hitting on you while seated

장빈

seo changbin 𖹭 gn!idol!reader

sos.

synopsis: changbin defends and comforts you when he noticed that you are uncomfortable at an award show bc stranger idols are flirting with you.

content: fluff, comfort, reader is uncomfy bc of men, not proofread, lowercase intended.

zuzu's note: hello, anon! thank you so much for being my first request !!! and it is also my bias fufufufu i am so happy that i decided to write it immediately. i wasn't entirely sure what you were looking for specifically, so i wrote for a gn!reader at an award show, and i hope you like my interpretation!<33

you and changbin have been in a content and joyous relationship for several months, with both your companies approving of your romance. despite this approval, your overzealous managers keep a constant watch over your interactions, leaving little room for privacy. this evening, you're both at an awards ceremony, but your seating has been arranged such that your groups are seated at tables apart from one another.

you and changbin would occasionally steal glances from across the room, exchanging subtle smiles and a few texts. as the hours pass, you and your respective group members become absorbed in your duties and you forget about changbin as he did you. (at least, for the evening). suddenly, however, an unexpected whisper breaks your focus when a male idol with tanned skin and soft black hair from the table next to yours leans over and murmurs in your ear.

"the show is pretty dull, isn't it?" he inquired, noticing you fidgeting with the hem of your shirt, clearly uninterested in the performers on stage. surprised, you turned to look at him, puzzled by his remark.

"hm? oh, yeah. i completely agree..." you responded without much enthusiasm, your energy levels currently low with how long the event is lasting. however, you didn't want to appear impolite, especially with the ever-present cameras lurking nearby, ready to capture every interaction. despite not being familiar with this man or his group, you couldn't help but consider the potential consequences if his fans caught wind of any perceived disrespect from you.

the boy's determination to engage in small talk continued despite your increasing irritation. with an air of arrogance, he mentioned, "my name is qz. my group wasn't even planning on attending tonight." a sense of superiority seemed to linger in his voice, as if his relatively lesser-known group had more important matters to attend to.

a stifled laugh escaped your lips as you averted your gaze to your group members, seeking a distraction from the awkward exchange. despite your attempts to downplay the tension, qz remained unfazed like the man he was.

"may i ask for your name? or can i just call you sexy~?" it takes every fiber in your body not to physically cringe at his poor attempt to flirt and you so generously offer him a pity giggle, but before you could reject him kindly, before you could even formulate a response to him, another guy abruptly joined the conversation. this young man, sporting pale skin, towering height, and golden hair, scooted his chair closer to both you and qz, interjecting himself into the conversation.

"what are you chatting about~?" the second guy inquired, eagerly joining the conversation. you strained not to let out a frustrated sigh, finding this interaction to be more agonizing than enduring the tedious award ceremony itself. "hi, y/n~! you're so talented!" the blond-haired man continued, lavishing you with compliments that didn't align with your current mood.

you muster a polite smile and nod, expressing your gratitude. however, as you look over at your group members, desperately hoping for a rescue from this awkward interaction, they remain oblivious, engrossed in the performance and the male idol on stage taking his shirt off, eliciting screams from the audience. frustrated, you glance back at changbin from afar, only to see that his attention is elsewhere as well. left with no choice, you let out a defeated sigh and resign yourself to endure the situation, hoping that it would end soon.

"ah, so it's y/n? i see... what a beautiful name." qz mumbles.

the blond member exclaims, hitting qz's shoulder lightly. "seriously, you don't know y/n?! i've told you about them several times!" qz raises his hands, surrendering playfully. he then turned to look at you, assuming a mock guilty expression as you sipped your water, pretending to be uninterested.

"so, y/n, are you dating anyone?" he asks abruptly, you look at him, almost spitting your drink.

"excuse me?!" you exclaimed, a mix of shock and offense in your voice. however, you tried to remain professional, placing your glass down gently. "no! no one..." you attempted to deny it, but the defensiveness in your tone betrayed your words. instead of buying your denial, the two boys chuckled and high-fived each other, causing you to look at them with raised eyebrows.

"so, who's the lucky person?" the blond-haired man inquired, a smirk playing on his lips. frustration welled up inside you, but you forced a laugh and shook your head, refusing to engage further.

"i told you, there's no one!" you reiterated with a strained smile on your face, trying to politely end the unwanted conversation. however, the blond and qz remained undeterred, persistently refusing to take the hint and continue to intrude into your personal life.

"come on, y/n, don't be like that..." qz places his hand on your shoulder, and that was the last straw for you. frustrated and ready to speak your mind, you firmly pull away from his touch. just as you are about to give him a piece of your mind, a hand suddenly obscures your view of him. changbin, your one and only, appeared before you, his hand aggressively ruffling qz's messy black hair. relieved, you look up as changbin stepped in, diffusing the tension and giving you a sense of comfort.

changbin forced a cheerful tone as he addressed qz, masking the anger beneath. "hey man, it's been ages! can we chat outside for a sec?" he then turned to the blond, addressing him as well. "i'd also love to catch up with you, dani. mind if we step outside for a moment?"

"hm? okay." qz takes a brief glance at you before shifting his focus back to changbin, who then wraps his arms around the two boys and he lifts them up from their chairs, squeezing them with a bit too much strength for comfort. the three men proceed towards the door, leaving you behind at the table, attempting to regain some semblance of normalcy from the uncomfortable, and quite frankly, scary situation that happened just now.

as time passes, you can't help but feel a little anxious at the fact that changbin hasn't come back yet, and so you decide to check on the boys outside. you excuse yourself from your fellow members and as you peak your head through the door, you see the three of them and they are distracted in conversation. you decide to stay hidden and eavesdrop on them.

changbin scolds the two boys sternly, his voice firm and calm. "you guys really need to learn some manners. the way you behaved back there was downright unprofessional... when you're unfiltered, that's when you slip up. had i been unfiltered, i would've knocked some sense into you by now." he pauses for a deep breath before continuing, a scolding finger pointed at them. "y/n is a very special friend to me, and it bugged me seeing the way you treated them. imagine how they felt when you kept pushing despite their clear signals!"

"yes, changbin-hyung... we're sorry..." they would repeat with every scolding word that came out of his mouth.

changbin had an air of wisdom and charisma about him that captured people's attention and made them want to listen to what he had to say. whether he was scolding someone, offering advice, sharing his thoughts, or simply carrying himself, he always possessed a natural ability to command respect and authority in any given situation. people were naturally drawn to his presence, often viewing him as a reliable source of knowledge and insight.

your chest fills with warmth and you can't resist the smile that creeps on your lips at the words that come out of his mouth. you are also glad that he didn't reveal your relationship while he was at it. (although partially, you hoped he did so he could give those boys a little more shame! he was letting them off too easy.) you just let out a sigh of relief at how fast easy the situation de-escalated when changbin handles it.

as soom as the two boys are dismissed, they rush past the door and don't even notice you — you enter the empty corridor and see changbin leaning against the wall. once he catches a glimpse of you, he gives you his full attention and approaches you, his hands carefully treading at your elbows. "hey! are you alright? what happened?" you just smiled and leaned up to kiss him.

"thank you for being so hot." you say, arms around his neck and he just looks away blushing — he purses his lips, trying to contain his flattered smile but it doesn't do anything.

"what's with you~" he whines as he holds your waist and kisses your cheek. "we should go back out before anyone notices any monkey business." he says and you nod curtly. "wait, are you sure you're alright?" he asks once more.

"yes, i was a bit uncomfortable but it's fine now." he nods and gives you a reassuring smile, rubbing your back. "thank you so much, again... i missed you all night, you know?" you whisper.

"i missed you, too, baby..." he says softly and captures your lips in a tender kiss. "let's go back now? i'll be sure to treat you to something nice when we finally get out of here."

"deal."

[cheollipop]

first of all HI HELLO IM SORRY FOR SPAM REBLOGGING ALL OF YOUR STUFF now that that’s out of the way…. speaking of idol radio when they were playing the “i love you” game and one mr being yunhos first step was like 5 feet long?!?!?!?!? all i could imagine was like teasing him all day and he’s finally had enough and is stalking up to you like that while trapping you against the wall i’m gonna scream he’s been bias wrecking me for like two months now and it’s SICK

THANK YOU FOR REBLOGGING OMG??? please don't apologize,, I love getting feedback and I am now crying happy tears in the corner of my room.

I've only watched random clips from that episode (it seems like atz are celebrating pride month wholeheartedly btw) and ikr?? everyone being whipped for yunho is so valid like... I'd be fighting every single member for him if I were them too. he just HAS to use those long ass legs to bias wreck me even more--so I get you on that dw skfjje

(this ended up being a gn!reader drabble btwww)

no bc imagine after a long day of filming, his eyes trailing off the cameras to you—sitting cross-legged behind the director, complimenting all the members except him after every scene then looking up at him through your eyelashes, blinking innocently as though you were unaware of what you were doing. the music video shoot took longer than usual, the crew sharing bewildered glances as—out of everybody—yunho repeatedly messed up the choreography.

clad in yunho's puffer jacket, you made your way back to the dressing rooms after the shoot with him trailing behind you, waiting for the soft click of the door before turning around to face him. a shiver ran down your spine at his narrowed eyes, a visible twitch moving his left eyebrow as he continued his steps towards you. long, toned legs moved forward and you instinctively cowered back, your palms swinging behind you until they collided with the painted wall.

now trapped between yunho's towering body and the cool concrete, you blinked up at him cautiously, noting the subtle clench of his jaw.

"having fun?" he spoke, voice gruff and strained as his molars grinded over each other.

you stiffled the sly smile teasing at the corners of your mouth, tilting your head in faux naivety. "what do you mean?"

"(y/n)," he sucked in sharp breath, leaning in until his face was mere centimeters from yours, his eyes wide and threatening. "are you gonna behave?"

your shoulders stiffened up, his eyes glancing at your frozen body before moving back up to your face. you kept up the facade, though, despite the warm hand trailing up your hip and under your top, fingers digging into the bare skin of your waist.

"yuyu, I-"

"what's it gonna take, hm? do you want me to stuff you full of cum—have you leaking through your pretty little panties so the others could see you're mine?" He pressed his body flush against yours, wrapping his arm around your waist and bring you even closer. "is that what you want?"

timidly, you nodded, a breathy moan blowing over yunho's chin when he pressed his hardening cock into your hip.

he scoffed, "look at you, so docile and needy at the mere mention of cock," yunho's voice lowered to a whisper, leaning his head closer to your ear. "is my pretty baby a slut?"

you melted into his touch, burying your face into the crook of his neck and reveling in the hands wandering over your body. "only for you, yuyu."

"mm, that's right," he smiled, his fingers dipping under your waistband. "I guess just I'll have to make sure the others know that too."

(I'm totally sane rn *eye twitch*)

[herslvt]

Soft Thoughts with NCT but it's just my bias line

Like always from a black female writer-

Includes: Johnny, Yuta, Taeyong, Haechan, Chenle, Xiaojun, Ten and Shotaro (fyi sm better stop playing with me tf you mean sungtaro aren't in NCT anymore...)

Bf! Johnny who is twice your size and has to point it out any chance he gets. You could be standing there minding your business and here he comes to tower over you. He has no reason to do so besides the simple fact he likes invading your space and enjoys you looking up at him.

Best friend! Yuta who really is more like your boyfriend because of how he acts. You guys go on dates constantly and neither of you have been in a long lasting relationship because of that. You guys put 10x more effort into each other than into your significant others leaving you both single time and time again.

Bf! Taeyong who has written more songs about you than he has for NCT, he doesn’t do it on purpose but whenever he is writing a song he has no choice but to think about you. A love song? It’s about you. Highway to heaven? Definitely about you.

Bf! Haechan who likes to lay on you while playing games on his phone. He’ll rest his head on your stomach, your chest, the crook of your neck, your thighs; doesn’t matter as long as he’s comfortable and can play whatever game he’s playing.

Bf! Chenle who got you both matching jerseys and drags you along to every basketball game because he knows you enjoy it no matter how hard you protest. Who wouldn’t enjoy sitting court-side at march madness or at the nba play offs!? He gets to watch the game and have his pretty little girlfriend sitting beside him.

Best friend! Xiaojun who confessed his feelings to you on a random day in October because he knows you like cheesy things like walks in the park and coffee dates. The feeling of fall engulfing your senses as he holds your left hand, coffee in your right. You weren’t expecting him to just burst out with ‘Will you be my girlfriend’ but you definitely said yes.

Bf! Ten who literally makes every day feel like your birthday. (I know I said soft thoughts but gah damn) Everyday is a day to celebrate in his eyes which means taking you out and spoiling you because you deserve it even if you’ve done nothing besides order food for the two of you because it’d be rude not to.

Bf! Shotaro who stays up late every night to talk to you because he knows you like deep conversations. It’s 3am and he’s sitting on the balcony of your apartment with you as you talk non stop about what the stars mean and how big the universe is. He’d rather do this than sleep anyway! He loves hearing you talk and seeing the way your eyes light up when you’re excited.

[green-eyedfirework]

Dick smoothed the silks where he’d been crumpling them and took a deep breath.  He needed to keep his calm.  Even and level-headed.  Not emotional, or hysterical, or any of the other adjectives they lobbed at him in those condescending tones because he was an omega, because he was pregnant, and he had to work ten times harder to overcome the inherent bias to carve out the respect he was due.

He found himself crumpling the clothes again and let go, curling trembling fingers into fists.

Slade respected him.  Slade trusted him.  Dick had to remember that.  He just had to stay calm.

A perfunctory knock on the door and Dick straightened as it opened to let in his guards.  “His Majesty the King has summoned you,” the one on the left said and Dick let out a slow breath.

He’d seen the banners from the window, the shouts, the clamor.  The King was back home, returning after his three-month-long campaign against the outlaws in the north.  Victorious, judging by the sound of his welcome.

Dick didn’t care.  He was just glad that Slade was back.

The tower stairs were steep and unending, Dick was winded by the time they were halfway down and he had to considerably slow his pace.  Even then, he was dizzy when they reached the bottom and the guards didn’t wait for him to recover, pulling him along to meet the King.

The last time he saw Slade, he’d been happy.  Hopeful.  A child would solidify the alliance between Gotham and Defiance and Dick was beginning to believe that he could truly make this work.  That he could build a life here.

And then Slade had left.

And the snakes had slithered out.

Dick took another deep breath to calm his nerves, preparing to face his husband.  He’d spent all morning preparing what to say, what to do if Slade didn’t believe him, how to convince the King that some of his closest advisors had been part of the plot.  Whatever else, Dick didn’t want to spend another night under the same roof as the people that threatened to murder his child and hang him for treason.

The guards stopped and Dick looked up—only to freeze.  This wasn’t the King’s office.  Or their rooms.  Or the council chamber.  This was the throne room.

“His Highness King Consort Richard!”

This was the entire court.

Something cold slipped down his spine as Dick forced himself to unfreeze and keep walking, expression blank to conceal his shock.  The relief in his stomach was souring fast as his heart rate increased, his gaze flicking from the curious nobles watching him, to the blank-faced guards, to the council members with impenetrable gazes, to Wade LaFarge and his self-satisfied smirk, to the King.

Slade watched him approach, expression grave and eye narrowed.  There was no kindness when he looked at Dick, no softening when his eye moved down to assess Dick’s large stomach, no warmth when it moved back to his face.  His face could’ve been carved from stone for all the emotion it showed.

Dick’s stomach sank.

“Your Majesty,” Dick bowed.  “I am happy to hear of your safe return.  I have missed—”

“It’s been a long ride back and I don’t have the patience so let’s just get straight to it,” Slade leaned forward on his throne, cutting off Dick’s carefully prepared opening.  “King Consort Richard, you’ve been accused of adultery and treason.  How do you plead?”

Dick gaped at him.

Suddenly, this felt like a nightmare.  The whole thing, the weeks of being locked away in a tower, his inability to find a single ally, the malice at every turn, and the dangling of hope before it was snatched away.  Dick stared at the King of Defiance, at his mate, and wished desperately to wake up.  Please.  Before the dream got any worse.

“I don’t have all day, Your Highness,” Slade said, a hard edge to his voice.  The tone of an alpha that was used to being obeyed.

Dick opened his mouth, but he couldn’t speak, struck dumb by the shattering of his plans, of his rose-tinted view.  He had never imagined that Slade wouldn’t believe him.  He hadn’t planned for the King to turn against him too.

“How.  Do.  You.  Plead.”

It was Wade’s smirk that finally jolted him out of his stupor, the flash of rage that that smarmy smugness always inspired.  “Not guilty, Your Majesty,” Dick said, hoarser than he liked.  He could feel his eyes burning and he gritted his teeth against it.

Not here.  He wasn’t going to give Slade’s court a show.  Wade had spent weeks laying the groundwork for Dick to be dismissed as a flighty, impulsive, headstrong omega with no thought for duties or responsibilities, and Dick wasn’t going to give him more fodder.

“Very well.”  Slade leaned back, his expression growing further shadowed.  “The trial will be held at the end of the week.  You’re dismissed.”  The noise of the court exploded into mutterings as Dick stared at his mate, at the one person he thought would help.  “Your guards will be replaced,” Slade beckoned forward a couple of his personal guards, as though he needed elite guards to keep Dick from running, “and you will return to your current accommodations.  You must present your list of witnesses tomorrow.”

[petrichorium]

it takes you far too long to realize it.

certainly, you’ve always known that gagamaru is an enormous man. he’s more often than not the tallest person in the room, and though it’s hardly purposeful he doesn’t let you forget that he towers over you—whether it’s leaning in to listen to you talk or tucking your head beneath his chin when given the opportunity—so you’re well aware that he’s objectively big.

but you’ve never quite put two and two together about a specific body part of his until now. it’s a little surprising, really, considering he’s a literal goalie and this is hardly the first time you’ve come to one of his games, but this is the first time you’ve watched him block a shot by catching the goddamn ball with one single hand, so call it extraneous circumstances.

it finally sinks in, witnessing that play. his hands… they’re so big. huge, frankly, all calloused and thick, scarred like crazy (unsurprisingly so, considering his role on the field and how he plays) and suddenly so very noticeable whenever you’re around him.

you can’t help it. it’s like a frequency bias; you’ve noticed it once and now you can’t stop noticing constantly. your eyes are drawn to stare, to pretend you’re not drooling, and thank everything that he’s just dense enough not to pick up on the way you linger on your linked hands when the pair of you are walking or how small certain things like phones and drinks look in his hold compared to yours.

he’d caught a ball the size of your head with just one of those hands. the sight of his fingers around the edges has been seared into your brain.

big. big and so nice.

you lay on the couch with him now, sprawled out with legs all tangled up together where they’re dangling haphazardly over the armrest, your back to his chest, head tucked up beneath his chin. the tv is on, and you know he’s staring wide-eyed at whatever cheesy romance you’d chosen half an hour earlier, yet your attention has strayed to the solid arm he has across your stomach and the big, warm palm (made even larger thanks to splayed fingers) that curls around the small of your waist. his thumb has strayed up beneath your shirt, tracing absent-minded nonsense patterns into your soft flesh.

his other arm dangles over the side and you’re dangerously tempted to sate your all-too-sudden appreciation by reaching for it. you doubt he’d mind—in fact you wonder if he’d notice at all.

beneath you, gagamaru shifts slightly. his hold tightens momentarily to keep you steady with that single arm as he sinks deeper into the couch and hums contentedly. you wonder if he felt the hitch in your breath. if he did, he doesn’t find it worthy of reacting to; his head is still turned so his attention is likely still on the tv.

so you reach down to take that free hand into your own.

it’s lax in your grasp. the first instinct you have is to measure his palm against yours, so you do—you hold them together, staring down wide-eyed at the many centimeters of difference between your fingertips when comparing like this. and the callouses feel nice against your skin as you push against each finger one by one. longer than yours, and thicker too, they make yours look so small in comparison.

then you turn his hand over, holding it up with both of yours. they still seem dwarfed. you press your thumbs into the fleshiest parts of his palm on either side to watch his fingers flex, turn it around in your hold to trace the veins and scars that trail up the surface and run over the raised knuckles. there’s a mild urge to lift it up to your head just to see how they measure up; you quash it by turning his hand back over to stare at his palm again.

“what’re you doing?”

you jump a little at the words and that hold on your waist tightens again to keep you in place. it’s been an hour now since either of you have spoken, and the deep timbre of gagamaru’s voice is a little rough from disuse, genuinely confused and a tinge amused as he mutters the words into your hair and noses at your temple.

“nothing…”

a huff of what must be laughter fans air across the back of your neck. it’s all the response you get, but you don’t feel him turn back to the movie. for a heartbeat, then two, the pair of you lay there silently.

then he pulls his hand from your grasp and takes hold of either side of your waist to turn you over. it has you letting out a yelp of surprise, earning a hard squeeze at the flesh of your hips to silence you as you throw your arms out to catch yourself against the arm of the couch before you can slam head-first into your boyfriend.

you open your mouth for an admonishment but he speaks before you can get a word out.

“you like my hands?”

you blink down at him, a little taken aback. it’s a genuine question, the wide eyes and the slight tilt to his head like a confused puppy attest to that, yet there’s something teasing underlying it that makes your brain short-circuit just a little.

“uh…” you clear your throat sheepishly. “yeah. a lot.”

at that he leans up to kiss you.

it’s fast but lingering, a little teasing. when gagamaru pulls away he hesitates like it’s torture, but follows through anyway, throwing his head back against the arm of the couch (which only accentuates the way his adam’s apple bobs when he regards you with a half-lidded look) to put some space between your mouths.

“where?” he murmurs, voice thick with glassy-eyed reverie, dreamy stare never faltering from its lock on your lips even as he presses his hands earnestly into your own.

you take the hint. pulling back to perch more securely on his lap, you wrap fingers around his wrist and pull one of those dinner plate sized hands around to the small of your back. he wastes no time finding the hem of your shirt and slipping his fingers up beneath it, pressing his warm palm flush against the bare skin of your spine.

it’s nice—the single hand takes up a significant portion of your back, and the warmth makes you shiver a little in a decidedly good way. you might have taken a moment to melt into it, maybe sigh and dive down to kiss him, but you have a second task.

the other hand you grasp by laying your own over the top. you lace your fingers together backwards, curl yours in over his palm, and direct it up to cradle your cheek. with your fingers over his, you guide him to spread them until they stretch from above your nape to the base of your neck where shoulder and back meet, large and firm in their hold on you.

“like this,” you say, and it’s then that you lean down to kiss him. he pulls you in closer, pressing your torso down towards him and tilting your head up to give him better access as he deepens the kiss with no intentions of stopping.

the movie’s credits roll along, forgotten, on the tv in the background.

[cassberry]

(Looking to watch 3rd Life, Last Life or Double Life? Here you go!)

If you are looking for a guide of some Limited Life episodes to catch up on for no particular reason at all (certainly not a new season being around the corner), I've got you covered!

Now I'm not going to lie, trying to curate this list for Limited Life broke me. The mechanics of this season meant that you gained time by killing other players and in doing so it felt like 50 things were happening all at once constantly across the server. As such I haven't been able to get absolutely everything onto this list, but I did try my best to get all the important events and a wide range of perspectives!

WARNING: Incredibly long read more where I go over why I picked certain POV's and what to expect. I do so love to ramble. Spoilers ahead!

SESSION ONE

Skizz - Breaking from tradition from recommending Grian first because you need to watch Skizz's POV first out of everyone unspoiled. The way things unraveled this episode felt like a sitcom in the best and worst ways lol 

Grian - Just a good solid first episode honestly and with the start of the Bad Boys™ how can you not love it. 

Scar -  I really have no words for whatever is the dynamic of the Clockers because you really just have to see it to understand. It’s a fun episode and as Scar, Cleo and Bdubs have set up near spawn, you always get to see something interesting. 

Big B - Big B’s episodes are always a treat as he does super long ones that give you a little more insight into what's happening on the server, rather than just the big events. But if you wanted something specific to watch, his last 10 minutes of this episode were a blast. 

SESSION TWO

Joel - Bad Boys Bread Bridge was both the most amazing and ugliest build on the server and I’m so glad it was made. Also Joel gets some amazing kills this episode that are so tense to watch. 

Martyn - Look this one is here because of a little personal bias. Martyn shouts me out in the episode so I couldn’t not add it lol It’s also a very good episode in of itself in that it introduces the Mean Gills and I’ll always be a Mean Gills supporter. Also that Tilly roast? oof 

Pearl - Pearl is constantly on the move this episode and living up to her Nosy Neighbour title so watch her episode if you want some good gossip and to see the lay of the land. 

Tango - Tango always delivers a solid episode and as he was building the TIES Tower a majority of the time he receives a lot of foot traffic through the area creating some fun interactions. 

SESSION THREE

Scar - And in this episode of Limited Life, Scar rediscovers the joys of minecart TNT. 

Impulse - Impulse is such a fun boogey to watch, and the way he edited this episode around his thought process of who to kill was great. 

Grian - Kind of a different episode this session as Grian was sick so he was afk the entire time. It was very very very funny to watch, but as he wasn’t interacting with anyone you’re going to miss a lot of context if you only watch his POV. You should still give this a watch though! 

Joel - Watching poor Joel run around after Grian trying to keep him safe was incredibly entertaining lmao 

SESSION FOUR

Scott - I believe Grian said it best, but this session felt like a final session with the way the yellows were chasing after the greens. It was pure chaos the entire time and Scott beautifully evading them all until his descent into yellow was perfection. 

Tango - Tango is here for the same reason as Scott but as the last green the final hunt for him was terrifying to watch. 

Cleo - I love Cleo’s episodes and this one was just a joy. She was slightly sick this week but I feel like that only lowered her inhibitions to do some out of pocket stuff. 

Jimmy - The exciting saga of Judge Judy and Executioner continues in Jimmy’s episode this week and if you didn’t know anything about it, that's ok! Neither did anyone else on the server except for Jimmy, Pearl and Big B lmao consider this the best episode to watch if you want this plotline covered. 

SESSION FIVE 

Etho - Considering the episode starts off with Etho having to babysit Bdubs, then an awkward family dinner and an explosive game of catch, I really couldn’t have asked for a better Etho video. 

Big B - This session was a lot more calm than the previous, so there was a lot more alliance talk happening. Big B has a great perspective on all that as he and Pearl get up to a tonne of mischief that causes some problems with some alliances they already had. 

Scott - Once again this was an alliance building week and Scott’s episode really highlights some of the more fun things that happened to make and break some relationships. 

Grian - Poor Bread Bridge o7 you will be missed. Thankfully M-Rye 5 was there at the end to rain chaos from above. (<-sentences that make no sense out of context) 

SESSION SIX 

Cleo & Pearl - I couldn’t choose between either of these two this session. Both Cleo and Pearl were out sick so they handed over their accounts to two other players. I won’t spoil who they are but these episodes were amazing. 

Jimmy - The Bad Boys were going through it this week goddamn lol It never stops being funny how much of a mess everything becomes when they get together. 

Martyn - It was his birthday this session and he’s just a little guy! Surely nothing would go wrong at his birthday party? And certainly not caused by him! 

Tango - The last half of Tango’s episode is just a comical amount of deaths that only get funnier and funnier as the time between them shortens. 

SESSION SEVEN

Skizz - Oh Skizz. You are too good for this world. His ending for this episode was heartbreaking and Affirmation Station will live on in my heart forever.

Scott - I love watching Scott run around the map and hunt people down because he is so good at the game! I believe he had the highest kill count this session and I loved every minute of it. 

Joel - (Major Spoilers) Ah Joel it just wasn’t meant to be! But hearing the desperation in his voice grow higher and higher as the clock ticked down was nail biting. Scar - Just a good Scar episode honestly! Shows what the Clockers are up to during all the chaos and a great view of the server devolving into anarchy.

SESSION EIGHT 

Martyn - WOOOO YESSSS LETS GOOOOOO (<- does that count as spoilers???)

I distinctly remember being on the edge of my seat this whole episode and Martyn delivers in every way possible for a fantastic final episode of the season. 

Impulse - I haven’t mentioned it yet but Impulse’s editing this season went wild and it's none more apparent than in this episode. He and his team went crazy for the finale. 

Etho - Such a fun episode!! The twist at the end with the diamond sword coming into play was everything I could have wanted and more. 

Pearl - It was really a toss up between Pearl and Scott for this last spot, but I loved her perspective for the one last minigame on the server. 

BONUS 

Bdubs - Do you have a spare 12 hours to dedicate to Limited Life? Then oh boy does Bdubs have a video for you! Instead of weekly videos he decided to collate all his episodes into one mammoth video which was an absolute blast to watch over a weekend! It’s a really interesting POV to watch because when LimLife was airing Bdubs would just appear all over the map and we never had any idea what he was doing so it was awesome to have some concrete evidence of his shenanigans. Definitely give this one a watch if you’re in the mood for a marathon! 

IN SUMMARY…

I swear if the next season is as messy as this one, I think I’m going to have to start taking notes when it's airing because I think this took years off my life haha if you think I’ve missed anything please tag it because I would love to see it! I definitely could have added more POV’s per session like I did with the Last Life and 3rd Life guides, but I think a more curated list helps keep down the overwhelming nature of trying to watch a million Limited Life episodes. 

But really, I loved watching Limited Life live so I’m glad I give myself an excuse each new season to go back and watch the season over again. There are so many little foreshadowed moments that you don’t see on the first watch and honestly it all just makes me more excited for the new season! Thanks for reading <3

[chibivesicle]

Trigun directly informs the character designs for Kekkai Sensen/Blood Blockade Battlefront

I’ve been thinking about a fun little meta for awhile about how much of the vibes and character style from Trigun translated over to Kekkai Sensen/Blood Blockade Battlefront.  Taking my brain off of hardcore Trigun for a bit let’s have some fun with Yasuhiro Nightow’s character design and how he likes to recycle and reform them.

The Japanese DVD box set volume 3 shows my three favorite charas in a  Norman Rockwell The Saturday Evening Post parody.  Steven drives a car while Chain snacks and K.K. screams excitedly.

The fact that the animation creative team went in this direction meant they were really having fun with the anime, but let’s dig into how Trigun translated more to Blood Blockade Battlefront.

Characters from Trigun and how they relate to Blood Blockade Battlefront

Vash the Stampede = K. K.

That’s right, our pacifist gunslinger is re imagined as the Bratatat Mom, code name K. K.

The character design has the same red duster jacket with tight black clothing underneath.  K.K. even has some finger less gloves for her ease of operating either her sniper rifle or her handgun.  She can also use two handguns at the same time while fighting.  They are tall and lanky, have blonde hair and both can be bubbly at times to cover up how they are really feeling.  Vash’s unique sunglasses became an eye patch for K. K. and she will also cover her eyes with sunglasses to not attract attention to the right eye as well.  Unlike Vash, K.K. is willing to kill a target if necessary and has the most awesome husband ever and two sons.  I very much like her character and wish she were a more involved member of the B3 cast but by her nature, is a bit more of a loner but seen as quite powerful.  She is critical of the patriarchy and has a real axe to grind with Steven who is closest to her and still different from her; this is due to the fact that they are the two senior members of the team over thirty and made different choices in their personal/private lives.

Meryl Stryfe = Leonardo Watch

The very detail oriented and short fused insurance adjuster Meryl is now Leonardo a budding journalist who by sheer luck joins Libra. Considering that Meryl ended the manga as a reporter it makes sense for this to be Leo’s starting place.

Both characters can be quick to snap out a remark of shock or annoyance, are the shortest adult member of the cast and have short dark hair.  Meryl’s hair was black with a purple undertone and so is Leo’s with more purple.  By B3 Back 2 Back, Leo’s hair picks up a more red tone which eventually translates into the anime adaption.  These characters frequently point out how absurd the events around them are while the rest of the cast calmly accepts things at face value.  Unlike Meryl in the manga, Leo is the reader’s entry point into the city and plays a role very similar to the anime version of her.  Like Vash, Leo is not the type of character to take a life and instead serves as support for the rest of the team early on in his time with Libra.  Both respect life and even though we know that Meryl has shot individuals in the manga and implied to have in the anime, she takes it very seriously and treats it with due respect.

Milly Thompson = Klaus V. Reinherz

The somewhat ditzy, honest and emotionally mature Milly is now seen in the character of Klaus; a true gentleman and total tank of a character.  Klaus towers over Leo, the same way as Milly is considerably taller than Meryl.

Klaus, gives zero fucks what others think about him, has no bias based on gender, species, affiliation, race etc etc.  He’s one of the most genuine characters who could crush opponents and enjoys a fine cup of tea just like Milly.  They both have more casual looks with ties, suspenders/vest and dark pants.  At first, Klaus was a decent character in my opinion but as the anime progressed, he grew on me and grew on me until realizing that I really do like him and his well balanced approach to life.  He enjoys simple pleasures in life like taking the subway, playing chess and/or prosfair and watering all the plants at the Libra main office.  Klaus is always there to accept Leo and encourage him along the way.  He never takes his strength for granted and can’t say no to others.

Also like Milly, Klaus is emotionally mature and works to help others calm down in sticky situations or encourage them when stuck.  He is frequently paired with Leo who greatly respects him and learns from him.  He also does not appear to have a driver’s license meaning he either ends up in the same car as Leo or trying to fit himself on Leo’s small motorbike.

Nicholas D. Wolfwood = Chain Sumeragi

The amazing werewolf of Libra, Chain is the first version of Wolfwood in B3.  Her character design is female Wolfwood other than her black vs tan shoes.

She occasionally has a small firearm, but was a terrible shot to not become an elite assassin and instead wanted to remain in intelligence.  Chain has the some of Wolfwood’s more juvenile pranks or remarks especially when Zapp is involved with her.  Chain is sarcastic, but it is targeted at one individual - Zapp Renfro and only Zapp.  It appears since Zapp and Leo are frequently together along with Zed, she’ll tease Leo a little but does not hurt him when she lands on him or sits on his head, instead only giving out pain to Zapp.  She has a high alcohol tolerance and will help out characters but doesn’t like for them to realize it at the time.  Like when Leo’s wallet got stolen from him in ‘Day In Day Out’ but she sticks it in his shirt collar as opposed to giving it back to him.  Chain is the sort of character who doesn’t want to be recognized and instead hang back and do things quietly.

Nicholas D. Wolfwood = Steven A. Starphase

The names alone show that these two characters are directly related.  Yet, Steven has a real middle name, Alan, as opposed to the D being whatever Yasuhiro Nightow felt it should be when interviewed in the moment.

Early on in the first volume of the manga, Steven also goes without his characteristic yellow tie with a dark blue dress shirt making him look even more like Wolfwood.  They both frequently are shown with a hand or two in their pockets and can be quite charismatic and friendly.  They have foodie tastes and respect well prepared meals.  Both men also have to deal with darker situations which their partner[Vash]/boss [Klaus] would not deal with.  Wolfwood did not hesitate to kill opponents of Vash to prevent further damage while, Steven will make sure that certain problems disappear before they reach the rest of Libra.  One could say they move in the shadows, but Wolfwood is more of a character who deals with things directly, while Steven has the right person or party on speed dial.    Wolfwood worked within the system of the Eye of Michael making him somewhat legit while Steven is the direct contact to the HLPD, FBI, governmental bodies, and likely organizations that straddle grey areas.  The fact that Steven will go through proper channels indicates a greater respect for the rule of law and civil society only moving into shady areas when absolutely necessary.

Therefore, with the basic character design and personalities it is pretty logical that we get certain pairings to generate enjoyable dynamics.

Meryl & Milly - Leo & Klaus.  The small hardworking realist with a quick temper is teamed up with the honest, occasionally ditzy giant.  Neither character looks down on the other and they are able to learn about themselves and others through their interactions.  Without Leo, Klaus would be unable to seal Blood Breeds.  Without Klaus, Leo would not learn to accept his guilt and gain confidence in himself and helping others.  Leo frequently doesn’t see his own strength since it is through his relationships and not physical force like Klaus demonstrates.

The size difference alone is exactly like Meryl and Milly here!  Leo is the one who is more than aware of what Zapp is planning to do quickly as events unfold but Klaus never even realizes that he’d been played by Zapp.  The two have genuine hearts and respect of all life (that isn’t trying to kill them at least).

One color panel for the manga which really captures B3 well and how close Klaus and Leo are is the following.  They are likely relaxing or killing time at the office enjoying the quiet.  Leo and Klaus are playing video games while Sonic watches next to them.  Meanwhile, the Luddite that he is, Steven loosens his tie while reading the daily paper.

Steven isn’t even paying attention to what they are doing. But Sonic is.  It is clear that Leo and Klaus are having fun and building on their relationship with each other.

Vash & Wolfwood = K.K. & Steven.  The two senior members of Libra frequently are teamed up together even though K.K. is annoyed by Steven (likely because he never lets her take time off to be with her family).  Steven frequently tries to play it cool with his calm demeanor while K. K. likes to tease him due to his rather academic approach to things ‘Dr. Steven-sensei’.  Despite their vocal bickering, the two work quite well together.

In Trigun, it is Wolfwood who is annoyed that he’s assigned to deal with Vash.  In B3 it is K. K. who always scoffs at her partner Steven.  It sort of makes sense, Steven with his Esmeralda Blood Freeze is cold and calculating in his actions but frequently must get relatively close to his opponent.

In contrast, K. K. literally shoots electrified bullets and will do support for Steven.  Their tension also likely comes from the fact that K. K. has a ‘typical’ family life with her husband and two sons to protect and take care of.  The opposite is the bachelor life of Steven in his lonely loft apartment with a great kitchen, stylish decor and no actual friends outside of work besides his housekeeper.  However, they are incredibly similar, angry at themselves for enjoying things in a brief instant related to their family or friends which ended poorly.

Wolfwood & Milly = Steven & Klaus

The Trigun anime really makes this a more important aspect of their character than the manga; Wolfwood and Milly work together more than once to help people out of a tight spot, think of the episode ‘Escape from Pain’ or the entire manga battle between Wolfwood and Midvalley when Milly steps in to help Wolfwood out.  However, the partnership between Steven & Klaus is much deeper than Wolfwood & Milly.  Klaus 100% trusts Steven to get all their ducks in a row and to make sure all of the logistics of Libra are working.  At the same time Steven understands the pressure that Klaus puts on himself and tries to lighten his load even if Klaus is oblivious to it.

The two play chess when Steven is first introduced and Klaus listens to Steven’s concerns about having Leo join Libra.

When Leo is kidnapped, it is Steven who immediately is worried about Klaus.

I like how these two characters have such great rapport and trust between each other.  Steven comments on how Klaus made a joke, something he’d likely say with his quick wit and dry sense of humor.

We seen in ‘Bloodline Fever’ that Steven completely trusts that Klaus will arrive on time to seal the Elder Blood Breed that he and K. K. only had to hold for four minutes.  It also shows that K. K. trusts Klaus as she was his escort to meet the Alterworld mafia don and based on her comments, she’s done this many times for Klaus. 

Steven trusts that Klaus can hold out against the one vampire from the missing hospital long enough for Leo to determine his name and result in his sealing.

The fact that the two of them can communicate when all they need is a single quip from Steven in reply to Leo’s answer and demolish an opponent is incredible.

What I find most refreshing about their relationship is that Steven, the older individual does not mind to be the second in command.  He’s a social enough person with ample skills to network and manage people effectively and does have more experience in the matter.  However, he also knows that he is not the right leader for Libra and finds purpose in his role on the team.  Klaus is too likely to be led on or lied to by others and Steven is streetwise enough to avoid or to use those people for their own benefit.  Klaus is the all to trusting Dad while Steven is the Mom making sure the kids don’t fight at dinner.

I also like the fact that when their main office needed security upgrades, the two of them accidentally invaded, Leo, Zapp (and Zed’s) sacred diner space.

Nothing like finding your bosses in your home away from home Leo!

Honestly, I could go on about this for way longer but I’ll stop it here.  Klaus and Steven are great and I love them.

Wolfwood & Wolfwood = Chain & Zapp? & unrequited crush on Steven

The one character who I have a harder time pairing in a sort of Trigun fashion is Chain Sumeragi.  Even though she is female Wolfwood, the character who she has the most dynamics with is Zapp Renfro.  Which would make her a sort of positive Wolfwood traits meets all negative Wolfwood traits plus manwhore.  Zapp smokes, drinks, gambles and fucks as much as possible.  He has the vices that Wolfwood had (save for the sex) and definitely exists to be a foil with Leo, Zed and well, most of the cast.  Yes, she has a crush on Steven, but the man is absolutely out to lunch on the matter.  In the anime, he’s oblivious to the entire protocol to undilute Chain and how it relates to him.  Then again, if someone screamed and threw a chair at you resulting in injury, it would be hard to call that attraction or affection.  Terrifying would be the most accurate word.  I’ve only read the first two volumes of the manga in English and it is clear that she has eyes for him, but again, he gives off the vibes that work comes first.

Since Zapp hangs out with Leo frequently, Chain ends up in their mischief as well, wanting to help them out but seeming too cool for school.  I don’t know if the anime upped the petty fights between Chain and Zapp more, but it def has that enemies to friends (?) dynamic going on.  I’m curious to see how things unfold in the manga as I read it.

 The fact that B3 Back 2 Back has the following covers seems to indicate a stronger Klaus & Steven, Chain & Zapp, and K. K. & Steven dynamics.

Furthermore, there is only the B3 volume 10 cover where Chain and Steven are next to each other, but Steven’s back is to her.  It seems any potential Chain and Steven relationship is likely not in the cards.  In group covers, Steven and K. K. are next to each other most frequently based on their skills as a two person team.

All in all, I love how elements of Trigun made their way into B3.  It is fun to look at all the angles, from the physical character design, to their personalities and their relationships with each other.  I’ve been a fan of Trigun for over twenty years, so it is hard to say if B3 is better than it - but, I do appreciate the realistic adult relationships, doubts, fears and goals of it more so that Trigun.  The sitcom feel to B3 really feels relaxing and I enjoy the rambling stroll through the city with this quirky cast of characters.

With my disappointment in Stampede, I can at least laugh and cry at how the B3 anime and manga really capture the elements that made Trigun so likable to me in the first place.  And that is all I can ask for - another zany series with lovable characters that you can’t help but root for.

[whoreinadegradingway]

Oh look who’s sorry, now their answering to me

Tim was so tried, of the suspicious glares form Dick and Bruce even Steph, of being forgotten with the only people who would remember him on a regular and check up on him having tried to kill him. He just wanted to be welcomed in his home, not treated like and outsider to his family.

Harley noticed and offered to let him stay with her and pam. He accepted, Dami was heartbroken that the only two people who didn’t view him as a killer had left him.

Tim’s pov.

Living with Harley and Ivey was easy, though i wasn’t expecting to meet Harleys son Danny, he is kind and always makes sure i’m ok and doing well, He makes sure i’ve slept and eaten, he made me feel like i’m not a burden. So when he proposed that we start dating, of course i said yes. After dating for about a year we got our own two bedroom apartment, Damian would often stay with us to get away from Bruce’s bullshit. After two more year Danny proposed with Damian’s help, (3 years of dating) I had never stopped being RR. After a year and a half we both revealed our secret identity’s. Once we were engaged I moved into the place in the infinite realms. Damian moved with us. we consider ellie and dami our kids they get along like siblings being closer in age. Our wedding was grand the ghost called it the marriage between hero’s or, to kind souls becoming one. Danny got my father to walk me down the aisle. I hadn’t seen him in years it was like a dream come true, Dami was my best man with Jason and Connor and some other old friends as my groomsmen. Danny had all three of his siblings along with his two oldest friends. We were both over joyed the celebration was amazing, everyone that had made a positive impact on our lives were there Cass showed up and it was like the icing on the cake.

3rd person pov. Time skip three years.

Bruce was going insane it had been three years since he’d seen his youngest two kids, he know he’d treated them both badly Tim more so then Dami. He was in a JL meeting when a green portal opened and swallowed all the hero’s. When the shock wore off they saw that they were in what appeared to be a court room. They were chained in the center de-masked. A man sat in he judges spot. “Who are you and where are we” someone yelled bruce didn’t care, he couldn’t believe that his second youngest whom he believed to be dead stood there look healthier then when he live with bruce. “Oh, well i’m the king/queen of the infinite realms and you are all here as witnesses” (i stand gender fluid Tim Drake) “Tim what’s the meaning of this” Bruce yelled as he was left in the center while the other members filled the stands. “Darling I think your going to be quite a bias judge” a new voice spoke up, and a man with electric white hair slinked out of the shadows he was about 6’8 towering of Tim who stands at 5’10 average height. Tim tsked “why don’t you and Dami have a seat in the stands while i cover this one” “ Fine he responded Dami is already sitting there” The man bruce still didn’t know his name sat in the judges spot, “I Daniel Nightingale, holder of the ring of rage, King of the infinite realms ect. Charge Bruce Wanye with child abuse, child neglect and child endangerment, his punishment the nightmare realm” The man, Daniel had stated with a smirk, the magic users were shocked what had Bruce done to get this attention from both Kings of the infinite realms. “My dear i’m pretty sure that’s worse then what i was going to give him” The other male, Tim as they had learned said. “ well i’m sticking him with Vlad so it’s a fair trade” A childish laugh was heard Robin, the one that had gone missing sat there laughing as his father was put in the nightmare realm until they got borde of him. “ Well Tim off to the garden for tea with me” the boy had said “Of course” and the two walked off through the grand doors. Daniel watched with a smile before turning back to the remaining members “If you even dare to try anything you’ll be experiencing the nightmare realm first hand, got it?” He said as he smiled with to many teeth. silence followed by many heads nodding. “Good well off you go” they fell through another portal back to there meeting place. Danny smiled he now had a good life with an amazing family and he was going to let nothing harm them.

The end

[bts-hyperfixation]

Is Three A Crowd

A NamjoonxF!ReaderxSeokjin fanfiction

Summer Madness 3/33 Namjoon arrives late to an after-party and finds that the girl he is crushing on has started flirting with another member in his absence. M/M/F threesome, Oral(both), Eifel tower

Another weekend, another after-party.  Nothing new when you've been running the K-pop scene for as long as you have. You glance around the room, familiar faces wave at you as they pass but the people you were scanning for had yet to walk in. 

You knew they were there, you'd interviewed them on the carpet before the event started and you'd been looking forward to catching up properly. BTS had been on tour for the last few events, and even the few before that, none of you had managed to cross paths.

You'd met the boys on the day they had debuted, also your debut. Your manager had sent you because everyone else had been busy and not many cared about the group then, more of an afterthought than the main event, no one had believed in them all that much after their company's previous flop. But you'd known from that first stage there was something special there. Ever since then, you've been the main port of call to interview the group because of the rapport you have steadily been building. Much to the envy of your co-workers much later down the line. 

Finally, they walk into the event, welcome drinks in hand. Everyone except Namjoon that is. You can't say you aren't a little disappointed, even as their friend you had your bias. He was one of your closest friends and you'd be lying if you said he wasn't also your biggest crush. 

Still, the other six members find you in the crowded space and summon you to join them at the reserved table waiting for them. 

You slide into the booth next to Jin and take the drink Yoongi is passing across to you. They tell you about their latest shows and the pranks pulled by the maknae line in each of the hotels they had travelled to. You laugh and join in where possible but your eyes still glance around the room looking for their final member. 

"Yah Y/N, I am worldwide handsome you know, most people would kill to be this close to me and you won't even look at me." Jin Jokes.

You look at him apologetically and then proceed to give him 110% of your attention in penance. You talk with just Jin for a short while as the other members filter out amongst the crowd to catch up with other guests at the party. At some point, your jokingly close attention turns into genuinely close attention. His arm snakes around the chair behind you; he leans in closer to hear you better as the crowd gets louder. 

"I really have missed you Y/N," he says

The singer raises a hand to brush errant hair away from your face behind your ear. The heat in your cheeks no longer feels as if it's coming from the warmth of the room. 

Jin's face is inching closer to yours and just as his lips brush over yours there is a cough from next to the table.

"Trust me Y/N, that look has never been followed by anything good." Namjoon comments disapprovingly. 

The group's leader motions for the two of you to slide along the bench, despite there being nothing but room available on the other side of the table.

"How much have I missed?" He asks as if he hadn't interrupted anything.

"Nothing interesting." You shrug.

You watch as Namjoon's gaze goes from your eyes to Jin's hand still on your shoulder, and finally, to Jin. The older man mumbles about needing to find Hoseok and skulks away. 

"I was looking for you," You say when you're alone.

"You were?" He seems surprised.

"Yeah, I missed you." 

"Not as much as you missed Jin it would seem."

He sounds a little bitter. 

"He was just joking around, flirting for fun. Perfectly harmless, like we usually do." 

You gesture back and forth between the two of you but it doesn't seem to make Joon feel any better

"If I'd been even a minute later I doubt it would've remained harmless." His tongue popped in his cheek in that wonderfully attractive way it does when he is frustrated.

"Namjoon... Are you jealous?" You ask

"Wouldn't you be in my position?" He asks in return.

Neither of you wants to answer, so you don't. Not that you get the chance. Jungkook interrupts you both, dragging Namjoon with him to speak with some people on the opposite side of the room. You decide it best if you go and mingle with others to clear your head. 

Much later in the night, as most of the guests begin to clear out you find Jin and Jimin sitting on the corner of the stage. You slide next to Jimin and insert yourself in their conversation, listening to them talk about their plans for the rest of the evening. 

"Taehyungie and I are heading to Hongdae if you want to come Y/N?" Jimin offers.

"Or you can come with me Y/N," Jin says.

"I thought you were going home Hyung?" Jimin looks confused.

"I am," Jin responds winking at you. 

"You are what Hyung?" Namjoon asks, appearing out of nowhere. 

Jimin takes one look at Namjoon's face, pats Jin sympathetically on the back and wanders away. 

"I am going home, hopefully with Y/N, seeing as you never made your move I figured it's my turn." The eldest shrugs, a challenge in his eyes as he addresses Namjoon

You struggle to keep up with what they're talking about. Surely Jin's proposition had been a joke, almost everything Jin said was a joke, and this shouldn't have been any different. But the tension between them was palpable.

Namjoon's jaw ticked and Jin looked triumphant. The leader glance between his hyung and you. Your head spinning from the attention whiplash. You'd assumed Namjoon was off the table as soon as they received their first number one... Not that you'd ever been brave enough to vie for his attention before then either.

The next thing you knew, Namjoon was pulling you into his arms. You barely have time to breathe before his lips are on yours. You kiss him back, a little unsure, but definitely happy to indulge while it lasts. You can feel Jin watching the two of you, but Namjoon doesn't seem to care. 

His arms wrap around your waist, pushing you right up against his chest. 

"Well, I guess there go my plans for the evening..." Jin sighs dramatically "Unless..."

"Hyung.. if you suggest what I think you're about to suggest to me I will punch you in that pretty little face," Namjoon says, his lips barely leaving yours.

"Oh come on Joonie, it'd be fun." The elder teases.

Namjoon finally pulls away just so he can roll his eyes at Jin, but he is only met with a mischievous grin. And you are left questioning what they are managing to talk about with you standing right there.

"Does either of you want to fill me in?" You ask breaking through the almost unbearable testosterone.

"Both of us it would seem," Jin says waggling his eyebrows.

"Don't be crude Jin." Namjoon scolds.

He winds his arm around your waist and pulls you against his side. The rapper leans close until his lips are pressed right up against your ear.

"Hyung seems to be suggesting that you might enjoy a threesome... with us." 

Immediately your face is on fire; you stumble away from Namjoon and stare at the two of them. The animosity between the pair seems to have vanished in favour of light amusement, both sporting smirks as they take in your reaction. It would be a lie to say that having both of their attention on you has your stomach tying itself in knots. 

You bite down on your lip, knowing that this is completely ludicrous. This isn't a situation that happens to people. And yet here it is, served to you on a silver platter, a threesome with Namjoon and Seokjin. 

And then the next hour is a blur. A blur of gathering coats, calling a driver, kissing in the back seat. And then you are in Namjoon's living room. And your clothes are on the floor. And the boys are on their knees in front of you.

Namjoon's hand trails up your left leg as Jin's mirrors on the right. They each kiss along your thighs, biting softly as they go each leaving their own marks behind. 

"So pretty," Namjoon comments

"I think you mean beautiful," Jin retorts.

As Namjoon's lips continue inwards towards your core, Jin's travel upwards.

His tongue laves across your hip, following your curves along and covering every inch of you he can reach without interfering with Namjoon.

Namjoon places both of his hands on your thighs and pulls them apart so he can place his face in between them. His tongue flicks out to play with your clit making you moan at the slight contact. 

Jin takes your hand, seemingly eager to also show off the talent of his tongue. Not to be outdone, he drags one of your fingers between his teeth and sucks gently at first before swirling his tongue around.

"I can't get a good enough angle here," Namjoon complains.

"Then let's take this to the bedroom," Jin says.

The eldest stands and sweeps you into his arms carrying you through the apartment and dropping you onto the bed. He beats Namjoon in finding a way between your legs and attaches himself to your clit. His slender fingers play with your pussy as you both listen to Namjoon grumble about being replaced. It makes Jin chuckle, the vibrations doing wonderful things for you. 

You groan as two of his fingers finally pump their way inside of you, curling to find the spot that he knows will make you cry out. 

Unfortunately, that cry is promptly swallowed by a now-naked Namjoon as he lowers himself onto the bed next to you and takes your lips with his.

"Has anyone ever told you that you sound amazing when you're being pleasured?" Namjoon asks, no hints of humour in his tone. 

"No."

"Well remind me to tell you every day."

The implications of every day and the feeling of Jin against your core has your head going too cloudy to respond.  Namjoon doesn't seem to mind the lack of an answer. Whispering sweet nothings into your ear in between nibbling your ear. His hands roam across your chest playing with your nipples. 

Your back arches from the delicious pain driving JIn's fingers deeper inside of you and pushing you over the edge into your first orgasm. Jin pulls away to wipe his mouth and Namjoon takes his opportunity to push him out of the way. The Eldest cries out dramatically to make sure Namjoon is aware of his indignation.

The rapper grabs a condom from his bedside and slides it on smoothly before Jin has a chance to recover. 

"Ready?" He asks lining himself up to your entrance.

You nod and Namjoon pushes forward, bottoming out quickly with a groan despite the tight fit. 

"So hot." He whines.

He buries his face next to your shoulder and indulges in the feeling of you around. 

Jin clambers back onto the bed having shed his own clothes. He crawls to the headboard and pulls your head into his lap.

"Come on Joonie, get moving you're holding up the queue" He complains. 

The younger man reaches out to hit him but does as he says anyway. He starts with shallow thrusts setting a pace to see how deep inside he can get.

Jin strokes your hair back off of your sweaty head, smoothing it down gently. 

Namjoon's thrusts get rougher as he builds speed, you're suddenly very glad Jin is protecting your head from hitting the headboard as Namjoon piles into you. 

"You look amazing like this Y/N. All spread out like a buffet." Jin coos.

Once again he takes your hand and brings it to his lips wrapping his tongue around each finger while keeping his eyes on yours. 

"You feel amazing like this too," Namjoon comments through gritted teeth. 

You turn your head to the side to avoid Jin's gaze and come face to face with his throbbing erection. You can't help yourself as you stick your tongue out to lick the part of the shaft you can reach.

"I bet your mouth feels amazing," Jin says, directing himself so you can reach more. 

"Why don't we switch positions so you can find out?" You tease. 

"You heard the woman Namjoon. Pull out for a second."

Again the younger man grumbles but he does as instructed and pulls out long enough to flip you over. He drives back inside of you harder, forcing you straight into Jin's abs. He makes it especially difficult for you to take Jin into your mouth, taking pleasure in creating the challenge for you.

The new angle has him hitting you in the best way, brushing up against your most sensitive spots with each drive.

Eventually, you manage to stand strong o your knees, pushing back against him in time to each motion making it possible for you to entertain Jin at the same time. You kitten-lick at his tip a few times, your hands on his thighs feeling the way he shivers under your touch. His hips buck into your awaiting mouth and you lower your head down as far as it will go, choking before you can swallow the final inch. 

"I'm so close," Namjoon admits. 

His thrusts are losing rhythm with each motion.

"Her mouth is so good Joonie." Jin groans

His fists curl into the sheets below him and it's clear he won't last as long as he might like. You snake a hand under your stomach and play with your own clit as you try to match your mouth's rhythm to the beat of Namjoon's hips. 

You cum and squeeze tightly around Namjoon causing him to finish almost in tandem with you. Your blowjob becomes sloppy as you lose focus, but Jin seems to enjoy that all the more his toes curling and his jaw going slack as he cums down your throat. 

Namjoon pulls out of you and helps you to lower yourself into Jin's lap so he can fetch a towel for all of you. Jin scoots down on the bed to bring himself level with yours, kissing the remains of himself from your lips before pulling a face at the salty taste. 

"Can't wait to get a turn inside you next time," Jin whispers in your ear.

"What makes you think I'll let you be involved next time?" Namjoon questions raising an eyebrow "She's mine now." 

"Don't you need to ask me out before you claim I'm yours?" You ask.

"I'd rather we didn't waste any more time after dancing around one another for over ten years..." He shrugs.

He settles down on the bed on the opposite side to Jin, once again pushing the older man away so he can gain better access to you. He kisses you deeply in a way that leaves no room for questioning whether or not you're now his.

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[diormalfoy]

i was seeing ur blog and saw ur icon… (jisoo so pretty) and i thought about draco malfoy x idol reader (like jisoo)… could u write something like that? plss

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pairing: draco malfoy x idol ! reader (fem)

includes: jealous draco, fluff, reader being a trainee, debuting, slytherin reader (that really doesn’t matter)

a/n: whoever requested this ily. this sounds so fun to write so i hope u like it! jisoo is my bias btw. love, grace.

You met Draco in the Slytherin common room during the first week of school and you two became friends very quickly. When you received a letter saying that you were accepted into the training system of the most famous music label in the wizarding world, along with other girls from Hogwarts too, you ran to hug him in excitement.

He was so supportive of you, often watching you practice for the monthly evaluations in your room and cheering you up. He knew that becoming an idol was your dream, and he did everything he could to help. He even offered to help you many times with your homework, knowing that managing school and training was a hard job. He saw how hardworking and smart you were, and all you really needed was his company and support. You had been very insecure about your talent, but he never stopped repeating that you were born for this and that you should never give up. Slowly, you two became closer and closer every day, and before you even realized, you were deeply in love with him.

He was so nervous of telling you that he had feelings for you, so he made sure to make something special to surprise you. He took you to the Astronomy tower and gave you a small music box with your favorite melody. Inside were two little figures of you two dancing. You started dating him that night.

In your fifth year, you finally debuted in a girl group called “Pink Magic” with three other girls, and soon became the most famous group of the Wizarding World. Everyone knew your name, which made Draco feel a little jealous, since people were giving you nicknames like “Charming Sweetheart” and boys will often stare at you or ask you out.

Draco tried not to miss any of your shows, and your growth amazed him more every time he saw you perform. Even at dark times, he would protect you and try to keep you safe from Voldemort or any harm. You were so lucky to have a caring boyfriend like him.

note : this was so fun to write i’m seriously thinking of making a part two 😭 you can keep requesting me ideas and also remember that english is not my first language so don’t be afraid of correcting me, i will appreciate it a lot. kisses, grace.

please like or reblog ♡

[dreamylittlesugarcube]

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Genre: EXO AU

Characters: Kyungsoo x Female Reader

Warnings: Kind of some swearing? 

Word Count: 1000

Summary: You meet your long-term pen pal and it’s SURPRISE, Kyungsoo. 

A/N: This was a request and a fun one at that! I hope you enjoy it. Don’t forget to like and re-blog if you do. How would you react if this happened to you? Leave me a GIF in the comments!

Also note: This is my own original work, if you’d like to share, please re-blog. Do not re-post. Image used is not mine, credit goes to Soompi. 

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Crouched behind a hip-height brick wall, you carefully checked your phone, watching as the seconds ticked by, second by second closer to the appointed meeting time. 

55…56…57…58…59…60

7:00 AM

Behind you, the giant hands on the clock tower advanced and the bells chimed, each dong seeming to say MOVE YOUR BUTT, COWARD! You peeked around the corner, careful to stay hidden as you scanned the mostly-deserted park, wondering if any of the strangers walking by happened to be your stranger. Though perhaps ‘stranger’ wasn’t the right word. More like ‘person-I’ve-told-all-my-inner-thoughts-to-but-actually-never-met-and-might-

be-a-scammer’. 

Not for the first time, you wondered if you were foolish. Foolish to have joined a cooking community on Reddit. Foolish to have responded to a post from soogoodmykimchispaghetti. Foolish to have spent over a year messaging a person you only knew online. Day by day, falling for the kind, witty man you exchanged food porn photos with. 

If you’d learned anything from MTV’s Catfish, it was to be skeptical of young, seemingly attractive, well-spoken men online. Especially ones who avoided video chatting and changed the topic every time you asked for a picture. You’d sent him one of yours, hoping he’d respond with one in kind. But he hadn't. And yet somehow he’d still talked you into flying to meet him in Seoul. Which was precisely how you found yourself in your current position, hiding within sight of the meeting place, unsure of whether you actually wanted him to show up or not. 

From your point of view there were three options ahead of you: 

Option 1: He ghosts you and you can quietly pretend this never happened

Option 2: He’s nothing like you imagined

Option 3: He’s everything you thought he’d be and more

Option 4: He tries to extort you for money or join his MLM scheme.

Honestly, 75% of those options sucked. 

“Um…puffypancakegirl29?”

You startled at the sound of a voice behind you, losing your balance and falling flat on your butt in the process. On the ground, you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath before you looked up. You had time to register dark brown eyes, fluffy black hair, and full-looking lips before instant recognition hit.

Your ult bias, EXO’s Do Kyungsoo, extended his hand to you.

“Puffypancakegirl29?” he tried again. 

Your throat felt tight as you nodded mechanically, managing to grasp his hand and allow him to pull you up from the dirt. You made a show of dusting off your pants as you thought about what to say.

Hello Soo, nice to meet you, by the way I love you and your voice makes me melt? Or Nice to meet you Soo, by the way I really enjoyed that low-cut white pirate shirt you wore on Music Bank the other week?

Both of those options sounded like excellent ways to freak out the K-Pop idol who was apparently your long-term penpal. 

“Are you okay?” Kyungsoo asked, dark brows knitted together in concern. 

You swallowed hard. “Yeah, yep, totally fine, all good,” you sputtered. “Just waiting for you.”

“Behind a wall?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow in amusement. 

You shrugged, murmuring something unintelligible. Fighting the urge to run, you made a beeline past Kyungsoo for a bench you spotted just down the path. 

“Wait,” Kyungsoo called after you, stooping down to pick up the phone you hadn’t realized you’d dropped. “Your phone…”

Now in front of you, he stood, staring at your lock screen with an expression you couldn’t quite read. In horror, you realized what he was seeing: a close-up of him wearing that god-damned pirate shirt, looking sexy as hell during his “Cream Soda” promotions. 

You quickly snatched the phone out of his hands, hiding it behind your back to try and bury the evidence, though you knew it was already too late. 

Kyungsoo sat down beside you, hands folded calmly in his lap. 

“So…I take it, you know who I am then?”

“Yeah,” you replied. “Yeah, I know who you are. But only now, I swear I didn’t know before.”

“How would you?” he asked gamely. “I never sent you a picture…which I’m sorry about, by the way, I just–”

“No, I get it, Kyungsoo. I do. With your job, you have to be careful…and sending pictures to some random girl you met online–”

“You’re not some random girl–”

You laughed. “I’m the definition of ‘some random girl’, Kyungsoo. I mean, we met on a cooking subreddit thread, for pete’s sake.” 

“True,” Kyungsoo chuckled. “It’s nice to meet you, by the way.” He extended his hand for you to take. “You know, once we decided to meet, I’d been thinking about how to reveal my identity to you, but I guess now I don’t have to.”

You took his hand, pumping it up and down. “I swear, I’m not a weirdo. I just really like your voice, that’s all.”

“And my chest, apparently.” 

You felt your face get red. “I would love it if you would forget about that,” you said, wondering if there might be a sinkhole nearby for you to fall into. 

“Not a chance,” he responded, sporting a grin that said this would definitely come up again in the future. 

“Um…so…what should we do now,” you asked dumbly, trying to shift the conversation to literally anything else. 

“I was thinking maybe breakfast? Get to know each other a little more?” Kyungsoo replied. “I know a great place near here that serves those fluffy, souffle pancakes and I assumed maybe you–”

“Is that why we had to meet at the crack of dawn?” you blurted. 

Kyungsoo laughed, his eyes squinching in a delightfully cute way. “Well, partially. That…and I’m…well, me, so–”

You smiled at his words, holding up a hand to cut him off. “Breakfast sounds good.” 

Kyungsoo got up, putting on a black baseball cap and face mask. His “on the down-low” gear, you assumed. You walked together through the park in companionable silence and once on streets, let him guide you down some surprisingly quiet alleyways towards your destination. A bright yellow awning greeted you, along with the sweet smell of baked goods and maple syrup. 

“Kyungsoo?” you said, stopping him just outside the restaurant. 

He turned to smile back at you and your heart thumped loudly in your chest. 

“Thanks for being Option #3.”

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