#&& worst MISTAKE ( hans. )

[cheeseceli]

You speak another language

Pairing: Ot8!skz × Gn!Reader

Genre: fluff, reaction

Warnings: mention of food at Lee Know and Felix's, I think that's it?

Request: how do you think ot8 would react to the reader speaking in their native language? Especially if it's not korean/english?

A/n: It's embarrassing the amount of time I took to write this one💀 the worst part is that I actually spent every week tryna find the best way of putting all my ideas together. Hope you like it anyways!

Bang Chan

‌Would have a pet name for you in your mother tongue

‌ Like idk if you speak spanish his nickname for you would be "mi amor"

‌Finds it really attractive btw

‌When you're speaking your mother tongue he sees just how much comfortable you are

‌You literally shine in his eyes

‌He'd just be staring at you with heart eyes

‌And if you're learning Korean or English he'd be more than glad to help you overcome your difficulties with the language

‌Would be your personal professor fr

‌Speaks slower around you so you can understand everything, and wouldn't mind repeating himself at all

‌He knows that the language barrier can be a bit intimidating and that it can make you afraid of opening up completely

‌But he'd be so reassuring all the time

‌Really tries his best to comfort you when you need it and it doesn't matter the language, he makes is clear that he loves and will be with you all the time

Lee Know

‌If you had a hard time speaking Korean but still tried your best to communicate with him and his parents in Korean, he'd fall DEEP in love with you

‌He gives me major "I don't understand but I love you" vibes ngl

‌lmao he'd learn the bad words before anything else

‌If you're speaking your mother tongue when in the phone he'd try to guess what you're saying

‌Genuinely doesn't know what's going but he's invested

‌And he repeats some words after you say it

‌Not in a mocking way, he just finds it cool how the word sounds and keep repeating it to himself

‌Like if you speak french he'd be like "bonjour. Bonjour? Bonjour"

‌It's endearing

‌But yeah you'll have to translate everything to him later

‌He wants to know about the tea

‌Cooks your hometown dishes for you!!

Changbin

‌ If you have a foreign accent when speaking Korean or English he finds it adorable

‌ And he also finds your mother tongue adorable

‌ It doesn't matter if you speak one of the sexiest languages in the world

‌ This man finds it adorable

‌Eventually learns your language

‌He'll take classes, buy text books and everything

‌He truly believe that learning how to communicate with you (in every language for that matter) is like a "boyfriend duty"

‌So he'll be more than happy to learn

‌Tries to show his affection in ways that are not spoken as well so you both could surpass the language barrier

‌He'll get you flowers, gifts, would take you to amazing places, would have the best dates with you and everything you can ever think of

‌You'd have the best memories ever with him and no word would need to be said

Hyunjin

‌ Would ask you to teach him some pet names and sweet phrases in your language

‌ And would 100% say "I love you" in your mother tongue in certain moments

‌ Like in more intimate moments that he wants you to truly understand how much he loves you

‌ Would love if you replied with saying "I love you" in Korean

‌If you have a different accent than him when speaking Korean/English he might start speaking like you

‌yk when you get someone's accent just by living next to them

‌That's him

‌He finds it fancy

‌And when the boys tease him for this he might get shy but he's also so proud? Like "yeah I got it from my s/o :D"

‌Writes a letter to you once he finds confidence in speaking your language. It might have some mistakes here and there but it was so sweet, and the intention behind it was so lovely, that you couldn't help but tear up a bit when you read it for the first time

Han

‌Loves your culture so much

‌He'd ask you to show songs and movies and things like that in your language

‌Like if you're Indian he'd ask you to show him some Bollywood movies

‌He'd try to guess what they are saying and it's a whole game for him

‌He's there for the vibes honestly

‌But I think he'd end up learning a thing or two and later would like to learn the whole thing

‌Would incorporate your mother tongue in his songwriting I'm 100% sure

‌And!! would ask for songs recommendations so he could sing to you when you least expect it

‌Learns two words in your mother tongue, probably uses them in the wrong way, thinks he is fluent.

‌But he also knows a lot of slangs in your language, it's kinda surprising ngl

‌He'd occasionally drop a random slang in your language when talking to the kids and everyone would be like ???

‌"what did you say?"

Felix

‌ Learns your language to surprise you

‌ Like every time there is a break when he's practicing he'd open duolingo

‌(He'd have a hella long strike, 100 days in a row or smth)

‌When you're speaking on the phone with someone he tries to listen to it as a listening exercise

‌Is smiling to himself throughout the period of the call and when you ask the reason why he just brushes it off

‌Cooks your hometown dishes for you pt. 2!!

‌But seriously tho

‌He knows it's hard to be far from home, especially by yourself

‌So he really tries to make you feel at home

‌He will cook your nationals dishes, will sing songs in your language, will encourage you to speak in your mother tongue around him etc

‌:(

‌Also, 2 kids 1 room flashback

‌He likes to have meaningful conversations with you where he tells you how much he loves and appreciates you

‌Unlike Hyunjin, he'd say everything in English because it feels more genuine for him, as it's his first language

‌So if you're replying to him in your language, he'd feel SO happy

‌He thinks this is like a proof that everything you're saying comes from a deep place somehow. It makes him fall in love once again

Seungmin

‌ Wants to learn your language the moment you guys get in a serious relationship

‌ Besides wanting to be able to talk to you in your own comfort zone

‌He'd want to be able to talk to your friends and family who speaks your mother tongue

‌ Like the first time he sees your parents he'd be ready to talk to them

‌i'm so down bad for this man it's not even funny anymore

‌anyways

‌Would take you everywhere in Korea so he could show you a bit of his home (would tell stories about the places so excitedly)

‌And would love if he had the opportunity to go to your country

‌Would love it even more if you showed the place around to him and explained a bit about everything you know

‌If in the first stages of the relationship there is a language barrier, he'd plan dates that don't involve a lot of talking

‌Like he'd take you to concerts and karaokes

‌music is universal after all isn't it?

‌He always give his 100% into the relationship it's so cute

I.N

‌ Finds it really attractive pt2

‌ He loves your accent

‌ And he loves your mother tongue as well

‌ He could spend a whole day just listening to you speak, even if he doesn't understand a single word

‌ And if you're learning Korean, he'd love to see your progress and to see you getting more comfortable while speaking it

‌ I also see two possible scenarios:

‌ One, he'd wake up one day really determined to learn your language and wouldn't stop until he does

‌ Two, he'd never stop and actually learn it, but he'd end up catching up with some things you say and show to him. So in the end he'd know the basics and some essential phrases

‌I believe he'd genuinely enjoy to learn about your culture

‌Like, whenever a cultural shock comes up, he'd be invested in understanding it?

‌Of course sometimes there would be misunderstandings, but I truly think he would try to see the positive view rather than seeing only the cultural crash

‌He might even learn a thing or two and get your culture's habits

Feedback is very much appreciated!!

Dividers by @cafekitsune

[bandgie]

hiiii is ok if i request a stoner smut😭 ( with either han,chan or felix) like y/n and him are smoke buddies and in one of the sessions things get a little hot and heavy 🥲

it’s ok if ur uncomfortable but if you’re not i’d love to see it

-anon 🍃

a/n: yes?!? oh my god?? why give me 3 options when I can do them all?? at the same time??

synopsis: You warned your smoking buddies that you get a little...different when you're really high. They don't believe you though, and smoke you out anyway. Neither of you can decide if it was worst mistake or best decision of your lives.

warnings: MDNI 18+, heavily under the influence, 4some, brief pussy play, no protection, cumming inside, pussy eating, mxm themes!!!, squirting, double penetration, blow job (m!&f!), multiple orgasms (f!), I went crazy with this one I ain't gonna lie

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"Oh dude she's gone."

"You shouldn't have smoked her out man."

"She wanted me to!"

You can distantly hear the three of them arguing. Han is, once again, thrown under the bus as Felix and Chris blame him. To be fair, everyone's high out of their mind. Whatever Felix bought back from California hits.

Han is warm as you snuggle against him, his heartbeat irregular as he keeps defending himself. When you told them you get a little excited when you're super high, they thought you'd be bouncing off the walls. Instead, they had to keep you from clawing Han's cock out to bounce on that.

"I'm not even that high," you speak up for yourself. "I just want a little fun, that's all."

Chan scoffs, bloodshot eyes looking at your droopy ones. "You are that high, actually. The sober you that I know would punch Han before he even thought about touching you."

The image of slapping the man you're sitting on makes you laugh hysterically. You're gasping for air, clutching at your chest as you cackle. Your exaggerated laughter makes Felix chuckle, and it doesn't take long until all four of you are on the verge of throwing up from giggling. 

"But I like the way he feels," you manage to speak after your chest heaves. "Hannie's so soft and warm, it feels so good." It's not smart of you to talk like that when Han's cock is underneath your ass. You can feel like twitching in response. 

You softly grind your ass against it, humming. "You like it too, huh Hannie? Do you want to touch me?"

"Hey. That's enough," Chan's voice is stern, but you don't miss how his eyes drop to your bare thighs. Han freezes under you, scared that moving might make his cock hard. 

You roll your eyes and grind against Han again, hearing him hiss. "For fucks' sake Chan, I'm high, not drunk." There's not a care for the aftermath in your head. It feels as though there'll be no repercussions, that time has frozen still for you. For this moment. 

Still, Chan shakes his head. "Doesn't matter, you're not in the right mind."

"If you don't wanna fuck me Chan, Hannie will." You turn your attention back to Han, who's struggling under you. He's hard now, but his hands stay placed on the cushions. "You'll play with me, right Han?"

His eyes dart from yours to Chan's, unsure. "I dunno. What if you get mad at me in the morning?" You coo at his uncertainty. Reaching for his hands, you place them on your hips. His fingers dig into your soft flesh, pulling you closer to him. 

"I would never be mad at you," you promise. "Just touch me."

That’s enough permission for Han. He parts your thighs while Felix and Chris are front-row viewers. Getting high was just an excuse, you've always wanted him to touch you. For all of them to touch you. It's why you didn't wear any shorts under your skirt. A black thong barely covers your cunt, and Han is quick to play with it. 

His fingers slip behind the material, finding your clit easily. He gently rubs you in circles, moaning in your ear. Han slips his hand out and places it over your underwear, rubbing that instead. 

It makes you whine, bucking your hips in protest. You're about to complain when you catch the other two boys staring. Felix is on the edge of his seat, staring at where Han touches you. Chan is the opposite, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans back in his seat. He looks irritated but there's dark arousal in his eyes. 

You let Han make a show of you, getting you to drip down your ass. 

"Fuck," you hear Felix swear. His voice sounds deeper if that was even possible. His lips are wet from how constantly he's licking them, but he makes no move towards you.

Han pinches your clit. The sudden grasp makes you whine, hips lifting in the air before he forces you back on his lap.

"I don't have a condom," he whispers in your ear. You shake your head aggressively, "I don't care. Put it in."

Chan opens his mouth to say something but snaps it shut. His jaw clenches as he watches Han slips his hand between the two of you, releasing his throbbing cock. He doesn't want to hear you complain in the morning about this, it's your fault. 

Han pulls your panties to the side and slides his cock against your folds. You arch your back into him, moaning. You look down to watch his dick collect your juices, lewdly making noise. Then he angles his cock down, catching your entrance.

You have to slightly lift your hips when his tip goes in. The stretch is far from painful, and it feels like you're on cloud nine. You slam your hips down on Han impatiently. He whines behind you, body shaking and his arms wrap around your waist.

It's a struggle to keep your legs open for the other men to see, but you hook them over Han's legs for support. Han starts slow, unused to the feel of your cunt. He groans in your neck, biting your skin. "Fuck, that's good pussy."

You only hum in response as you feel Han fuck into you harder. It sends overwhelming shocks of pleasure throughout your body. Your mind grows hazy, vision blurring. You've touched yourself while high, and that alone was a trip. To have someone bury themselves deep inside you, to feel their hot dick slip in and out of you, it feels like you're at a constant high. 

Felix is the first to break. He stands to his feet quickly and takes long strides toward you. Han slows his thrusts, unsure if Felix wants a turn with you already. He grips you a little tighter, possessively. 

Both of you are shocked to see him fall to his knees in front of your pussy. He pushes the thong further out of the way with his thumb, looking up at you. 

"Can I?"

You're nodding before he even finishes, "Fuck yes." 

You cum at the feel of Felix's plush lips. Your walls clench and grip Han's cock tightly, making him thrust into you deep. Felix has to keep his hands on your thighs to keep you still. It's obvious you came with the high-pitched moans and convulsing body, but neither of them made a move to stop. 

"Shit, I can feel her creaming on my cock. Fuck, Felix lick me too," Han rasps out. 

Felix is quick to comply. You feel his tongue dip past your pussy presumably only onto the few inches of Han's cock that isn't in your pussy. Han trembles behind you, hips stuttering into yours. Felix reaches back up to your clit, running his lips over your nub before he lightly sucks. 

You don't have much energy to grind on his pretty face, so you lay there pliant as Han fucks into you earnestly and as Felix gently eats you out. You bury your hands into Felix's green hair, desperate to grip onto something.

The hot sensation builds in your stomach again, this time much more intensely. Han can feel the clenching of your walls, the added wetness your pussy drools out. The pressure in your tummy feels different, hotter, and unstable.

"Felix!" You cry out. "I'm gonna cum again! Fuck, I think I'm gonna squirt!"

You think he might back away, but he buries his face deeper, sucks a little harder. "Give it to me baby, I want it all over my face."

The force of your second orgasm makes Han's cock slip out. Felix's face and Han's thighs are victims of your release. You coat them sheer with your orgasm, watching how Felix keeps his mouth open to drink your release. 

He gulps down the remaining spurts of your pussy, a smile on his face. "Yeah, Han. That's good pussy alright." Felix stands, looking down at your wrecked state. He bends down and kisses you roughly, making sure you can taste yourself on his lips. Then he moves behind you to kiss Han who already has his tongue out. Both of them moan in the kiss, making your pussy throb even more. 

Felix unbuckles his belt and pushes his pants just down enough to reach for his cock. You drool at the sight, moaning softly. He pumps himself a few times, then taps his tip on your swollen clit. 

"Think you can handle two at a time baby?"

Before you can even think to answer, Han butts in. "You should be asking me that. I don't think I'll last much longer." The two of them laugh, and then Felix looks back at you. "Can you?"

Biting your bottom lip, you nod. "Yeah, just go slow." Han and Felix nod in unison, "Of course baby." 

The two of them angle their cocks into your slightly gaping entrance. Han pushes the tip of his cock in first. Felix follows quickly after, pressing his tip against Han's. You let your head fall back between Han's neck and shoulder, relaxing your body. It's quite easy since you are already elated, but there's still a painful stretch as they slide in.

You hiss when they stretch you out, their cocks halfway in. Han tightens his grip on your waist and pecks your forehead. Felix soothingly runs his hands against your thighs and kisses your exposed neck. "Doing so good, you're almost there."

Their comforting touches encourage you to try harder. They sink further in and you gasp. 

"Chan," Han calls his hyung who's been overly silent throughout the whole thing. You almost forgot he was there. 

"What?"

"Think our baby needs a bit of help. Come on."

Chan shouldn't help. He told you many times this was a bad idea, but no one listened. Still, watching your teary eyes get to him. The way your face contorts from discomfort. You looked so pretty cumming over Han's cock, he can't imagine what'd it be like to cream over both. 

He finds himself standing and walking over to you three, standing beside Felix. 

"Mate, you need to Han bottom out first. Here." Chan hands one hand on Felix's waist while the other guides your stomach downwards. Han moves his hips up, slowly filling your walls. You squeal and tremble, but it's bearable. 

"There you go," Chris coos. "Make sure you go deep Han. Felix needs as much room as he can get."

Han obeys his friend, making sure to bury himself to the hilt. You feel him push past what you thought was possible. Your legs threaten to snap shut, but Felix's iron grip keeps them open. Han can feel how tight your pussy is, how good it feels to rub against Felix's cock.

Chan taps the green-haired on the waist, "You're good to go."

"Oh," your eyes roll back to your head. Your lips spread deliciously when Felix pushes the remaining inches in. You can feel how your clit slightly rubs against his girth, making extra warmth flow out of you.

Your reactions make Chan chuckle, smiling for the first time in what seems like hours. "Feels good huh? Taught him well." He playfully slaps Felix on the ass. 

The two of them feel heavenly in your walls. All three of you are a moaning mess, content with staying still. It's not until Chris clears his throat that Han begins to move. Shallow thrusts into your pussy that make the trio whimper.

Felix moves with longer strokes. They don't match each other's thrusts, but the speed is the same. One goes in while the other goes out, then sometimes it's at the same time, then it's everything in between. Your walls loosen after a few testing strokes, and they're fucking into you roughly in no time.

Chan tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, getting a good view of your face. It's then that you notice his hard-on, how painful it must be in his jeans. Wordlessly, you open your mouth, tongue lolling out. Chan laughs at your directness, "You sure?"

You respond by using your weak fingers to unzip him, "Yesssss."

He laughs again and helps you undress him. His cock is the biggest of the three, in girth and length. You're thankful he isn't in you, there's no way you could've handled it. Chan taps the head of his cock on your lips, smearing his pre-cum. 

Then he pushes in gently, not to disrupt the boys using you. He's hot and heavy on your tongue, slightly salty. Truthfully, getting as high as you did always leaves you with a dry mouth. You find it difficult to provide enough spit for Chan's cock.

He doesn't complain though, and never pushes you past your limit. Chan uses his hands to jerk what you can't fit in your mouth. You want to protest and say you can do it yourself, but with how good Felix and Han are fucking you, it seems impossible. 

Han's cock twitches inside you, a warning for his orgasm. "I'm gonna cum. Fuck baby I'm gonna cum in you." 

You hum around Chris's cock in response, and soon enough you're filled with Han's cum. It's warm in your stomach and you feel it pool onto the sofa. Felix moans at the extra lubrication, finding it hot to see him fuck the cum out of you. 

Han's cock stays inside of you. He likes to think Felix and you help ride out his high. He turns his head to watch you suck off Chan, groaning. Han opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out, looking up at Chan expectedly. 

The eagerness in Han's eyes has the older man raising an eyebrow, but he indulges nonetheless. Chan slips his cock from your mouth and places it on Han's tongue. 

Han is in a better condition to suck. He even does the honor of spitting on Chan's dick. He licks and takes his cock almost to the hilt before gagging. The sight makes Chan moan, and he puts his dick back in your mouth. Your lips are much softer and your mouth is hotter. Han's is wetter though, and much more usable. Chan settles for using both of your throats.

You're thankful for Han helping, it's hard to focus with Felix still pounding away. His fingers are for sure going to leave a bruise, and your pussy may not be the same after this. With your warm pussy and Han's cock, Felix can feel his balls tighten and how his hips lose their momentum.

He doesn't warm you when he cums. There's just his deep, consecutive moans as Felix fills you to the brim. Your legs tremble, and you're cumming before you're aware of it. Chan has to use Han's mouth more often as you moan and whimper through your orgasm. 

Felix rides his high out when Chan forces your head to face his cock. He jerks himself quickly, tapping his tip on both your and Han's tongues. Chan cums on both of your faces, hot spurts landing on your cheek and lips. 

Your tongue pokes out to get a taste, moaning. 

Felix finally pulls out, making you whine. Han follows suit, letting his soft cock leave you empty. Chan lets you give his cock extra kisses while Han unwraps an arm from you to wipe his face. 

Chan has to pry you away from his dick, chuckling when you protest. He tucks himself away despite your complaining. 

The four of you untangle from each other. Though the couch is small, all of you manage to snuggle against one another with you and Han in the middle. All of you are shining in afterglow and cum, with complete disregard for how you might react in the morning. 

Han picks his head up to overlook all of you, a playful scowl on his face. "And you were mad at me for smoking her out."

a/n: man i...I dunno what to say. this is totally self-indulgent. the way I need this to happen. thank you anon 🍃, I truly needed this

[daaawnnn]

ice skating

skz scenario: going ice skating together for the first time

pairing: bf!skz x gn!reader

warnings: none

BANG CHAN

he'd be an absolute sweetheart if you didn't know how to skate. he'd hold your hand whilst you're skating together and give you tips on how to skate more smoothly so you're not tumbling every 5 seconds. once he sees that you're doing well, he'd let go of your hand and observes if you can manage by yourself. he'd stay close by, ready to catch you, if you were on the verge of slipping. his eyes would light up once he sees that you can do well on your own. your reward from chan would consist of a tight hug and a chaste kiss to your lips.

LEE KNOW

i’d like to think that minho is decent at ice skating. he’d attempt to teach you the basics on how to ice skate. emphasis on attempt. he would try to skate alongside you but make the mistake of slipping every now and then. he would purposely drag you down with him, although he’d cushion your landing, as he didn’t want to be the only one falling over. if you could balance and skate for a few seconds, he’d praise you. if you fell, the first thing he’d do is laugh then he would help you up. he’d probably take a picture of you on the floor and put it as his lock screen to reminisce about it later on. if the landing was harsh though, he’d check up on you instantly and make sure you’re not injured.

CHANGBIN

changbin is just happy to be there even though he doesn't know how to ice skate. he had initially planned to watch you from the sidelines but you persuaded him to join you on the rink. this man would be clinging onto you for dear life since he didn't want to fall and make a fool of himself in front you. his arms are fully engulfing you, he's not even skating anymore, you're just carrying him around the rink. swears he's never going to ice skate ever again (but he would still do it for you.)

HYUNJIN

since both of you are good at ice skating, you two would try to make it into a competition. objective: skate around the rink the quickest. whoever loses, has to pay for the meal after. since hyunjin doesn’t really mind paying, he would try to purposely lose. but, once you catch on, you’d slow down and move about even slower than he does as you also don’t mind paying. now, it turned into who could skate more slower. you’re both complaining to each other to move faster, but not doing anything about it. once you’re both tired of this back and forth, you collectively agree to skate around the rink together, holding hands. hyunjin and you decided to settle who pays for the meal with a classic game of rock, paper, scissors. turns pouty once he realises you’d be paying, but doesn’t argue about the decision.

HAN

going ice skating with han is like a recipe for disaster. he swears he’s an expert at it, BUT as soon as he gets on the rink, he’ll slip right then and there. both of you will be tumbling down together A LOT. literally as soon as you try to get up, han would accidentally knock you back down because he lost his balance. overall, the session would be filled with laughter and you guys arguing about who the better ice skater is (even though you’re both equally bad.)

FELIX

he'd say he's bad but would be pulling up all types of tricks once he's on that rink. you swear you've never seen anything as beautiful as your boyfriend in that moment. the way he manoeuvred around the rink with grace would forever be engraved in your mind. he'd be your personal guide on how to ice skate. he's holding your hands whilst skating with you. he doesn't even need to look behind him to see if he's going to bump into someone. he'd be all giggly when you nearly fall over onto him and he'd kiss your forehead, telling you it's okay before helping you again.

SEUNGMIN

he’s out here catching all your worst moments on the rink, ready to make fun of you for them later. karma got him though. you were trying to take a video of the view of the rink, when you accidentally recorded him tripping over a kid which caused him to land on his butt. as soon as he spotted the camera, his cheeks turned red. he’d be rushing over to you and smothering your face in kisses with a smile on his face, bribing you to delete that video of him. but you knew better than to do that. it was a cute little video of him and you were planning on treasuring it.

JEONGIN

jeongin had always wanted to go ice skating with you. so, when you surprised him for a date by taking him to an ice skating rink, he was over the moon. he’d kiss you the second he realised where he was. he was so smiley the entire time. his excitement was contagious. he’d drag you around the entire rink and gush over how much he loves you for this. your heart swells with love at his enthusiasm. a literal necessity to take pictures of him here for him to post on social media. and a few candid photos of him to keep for yourself.

©daaawnnn

reblogs are appreciated!

[n3ptoonz]

Hello! Are applications open? If they are, can I ask the trio to linkuei when his wife takes off her wedding ring and leaves it on some furniture? They think the reader wants to leave them but in reality the reader took it off to clean it or something.

hi nonnie! they most certainly are 😌 as long as the as the button is on my profile, asks are open ;D!

how the lin kuei trio reacts to their wife taking her ring off

no warnings, bi han is one paranoid mfer, she/her and "you" used, x reader, different scenarios

Sub-Zero

...spots his wife's ring by the front door of the temple as he came back from teaching his trainees. His mind is running wild of every worst possible scenario that could explain why you have done such a thing. "Did I do something wrong?" "Does she hate me? She hates me." "Surely this has to be a mistake." and as soon as you walk into the corridor he cuts you off before you could even speak, "Why did you take off your ring-" he blurts out, as his eyes dart to the towel wiping your wet hands. You don't think you've ever seen embarrassment written on his face so clearly before, but you just gave him a kiss on the cheek and put the ring back on with a smile

Smoke

...is surprisingly not losing his mind, but he's still worried. He was wondering why it was put on the dresser while you weren't in there, so he roamed the house like a wounded puppy until he found you in the kitchen with your back turned towards the door. "Hey...is there any reason you left your ring on the dresser?" he asked, lowkey prepared for you to be angry at him for something, but then you turned with your left hand in a bowl of meat trying to marinate it with all the sauces and spices you threw in there. "Hm? Oh yeah I didn't wanna get it dirty." you replied, and he just stood there holding it and felt a little silly. He tried to play it off like he wasn't about to burst into tears at a moments notice

Scorpion

...is likely the most reasonable out of all of them, but that didn't stop the thoughts from crossing his mind. When he saw your ring sitting idly on your nightstand, he immediately tried to rationalize any kind of reason that would be. His heart rate increased rapidly as he looked around your shared home for you. His thoughts went from "She would've told you if something was wrong." to "Something is definitely wrong." Once he got the idea to speed walk to the dojo, he was able to see you doing all types of move sets that focused on your hands. Now it all made sense. With his big sigh of relief to himself, he decided to join/help you train

[boiohboii]

The surprising match

(Max Verstappen x Korean actress reader)

SOULMATE AU

N.B: this is just an idea that came to mind cause I am a hoe for soulmate aus, so if you know any f1 soulmate aus please tell me! WARNINGS: ONLINE HATE, THE WORDS WHORE, SLUT AND DICK ARE USED. SWEAR WORDS LIKE FUCK AND ASSHOLE ARE ALSO USED, if I missed anything please let me know! And obviously some spelling mistakes.... might do a part 2 idk yet

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username: when you're YN LN but still take 144p pictures

username: the struggle is real

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YN99LN: Canada, you are so kind to me. I want to stay with you

username: so who is Canada?

username: you know who else is in Canada? MAX FUCKING VERSTAPPEN

username: this is definitely about Max

username: DANNY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

username: no because if this is about max and she's happy about the fact that he's nice it's too sad cause wtf has she been through

username: you really don't wanna know

username: all my homies hate what people in SK did to her

username: oh my god, stop showing off you bitch

username: I hope you die

username: I feel like a victorian man seeing collar bones for the first time

username: IKR!! something about her collar bones!

username: as an f1 fan this community is so weird

username: collar bones? Really?

username: I feel like I entered another universe

username: is she drunk in the first pic?

username: yes, this whore just gets drunk and has tattoos and smokes, she's the worst

username: I was gonna say that it's so hot of her to post a pic like that

username: stay pressed you asshole

username: the second and last pictures tho

username: I am just a hole yn

username: bend me over your knee and slapp my cheeks ma'am

username: the leather pants and glasses are so 🔥

username: it gave me a boner and I don't even have a dick

username: I have a dick and now I am in the shower

username: everyone horny for yn

username: good for nothing pampered slut

username: I hope max leaves you

username: I hope he hates her

username: I read that she smokes as well and while I am against the action and stand by the fact that it's not cool to smoke seeing a South Korean famous person do that shit is so wild for me and turns me on

username: I want to chock on her boot's heel

username: yn please spit in my throat

username: wikihow please tell me how to give head

username: the 2nd picture makes me want to give her hickeys all over her back and shoulder

username: step on me

username: you f1 fans are wild

username: this comment section passed the vibe check

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[pyrodolls]

clean (sub zero, scorpion x reader)

warnings: self harm, slight angst to comfort

pairings: bi-han and kuai liang x gn reader (separate)

a/n: this is a bit self indulgent, i am now 10 months clean as of today. i usually don’t write kuai liang, but i thought he’d be one of the most comforting characters to have by your side. i hope this can provide some comfort to those struggling.

(please read the warning before you continue.)

bi-han walked into your bedroom and saw you looking down at your old wounds. they looked to be self-inflicted, as they were all faded straight lines covering your arms.

bi-han is no stranger to scars. as the grandmaster of the lin kuei, he has grown used to the injuries he gains in kombat.

but he was not aware you had scars of your own. especially self-inflicted ones.

“beloved?”

you quickly hid your arms as soon as you heard your boyfriend’s voice.

“good evening, bi-han. how are you?” you asked, pretending he saw nothing.

he went up to you and gently grabbed your arm, taking a closer look at your scars.

“what is this…?” he asked. he already knew the answer, but he hoped he was wrong.

you went quiet. there was an uncomfortable silence between you two, as the only sounds you could hear were his deep breaths and the wind blowing outside.

“a few months ago…” you took a deep breath, preparing for the worst. “i… wasn’t doing very well. so i resorted to the only thing i thought i deserved. i felt like such an idiot at the time. i was making so many mistakes, so i just decided to give myself a… punishment. i haven’t done it since, i swear-”

your boyfriend interrupted you by pulling you in for a hug. he knew you were most likely better now. but would hate for you to think he doesn’t care about your feelings.

“if you ever feel that way again, please let me know.” bi-han whispered, holding you tight. he never cared about someone like this before. and now that he’s had a taste of what it’s like to love, he doesn’t wish to part from it.

he has also never been in your shoes, so he wants to comfort you as best as he can. but he doesn’t exactly know how to comfort someone, so he hopes he can hold you in his arms and it’ll be enough.

you are enough. he just wants you to know that. even if he has to remind you over and over. even if he ever loses his temper and you get into a fight. he would still love you. he always will. bi-han cherishes you as one of the only people that truly make him happy, so he hopes what happened to you in the past won’t have to happen again.

-

kuai liang felt sick when he saw your scars. he hoped they were old. but whether they were old or new, he should let you know that if something was going on, he would be there for you.

he wanted to tell you that immediately.

“my love..?” kuai liang called out, trying to hold back tears. he tried not to cry, knowing this was about you, not him. but he couldn’t help but feel a wave of sadness wash over him at the thought of you hurting yourself. he cared about you so much, his biggest fear was losing you.

“yes? is there something wrong?” you asked.

upon seeing you, kuai liang immediately embraced you as if he hadn’t seen you in years.

“do you understand how much i love you? i will always be here for you. at your happiest and lowest. no matter what, i will always help you when there is something wrong. even if i cannot solve the problem, you know i will do whatever i can.” he whispered, as he looked you in your eyes, the ones that he loved very dearly.

“what is this about?” you asked nervously.

“i saw your injuries…” kuai liang mumbled.

his gaze fell down to your arms. there were so many scars littered across your skin. they were faded, but that doesn’t mean they were never there.

“i just…” kuai liang sighed. “…wanted to let you know that i am always here for you, if you ever feel that way again. i am so sorry that your emotions drove you to the point of self-harm. i am not judging, but i do not it to happen again. i’ll do everything i can to prevent it.”

you were better. you had no desire to harm yourself again. sometimes the thought pops into your head every now and then, but you refuse. even though you were better, you still appreciated kuai liang’s support and determination to prevent it from ever happening again.

“it’s been 10 months.” you mumbled, sitting down against the wall.

kuai liang gave you a ‘hm?’ sound, as he sat down next to you.

“today marks 10 months since i last did it. i’m 10 months clean, kuai liang.” you explained.

“i’m proud of you. let’s make sure that number doesn’t go down, okay?” he encouraged, patting your back as a sign of support.

“yeah.. i try. i always try.” you admitted, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“i know, my love. i know.” kuai liang smiled, giving you a kiss on the forehead. he truly was proud of you. you were so strong, and he admired your honesty throughout the conversation. he understood that your past was difficult, but he believed that someone’s past does not define who they are.

even though you have been through tragedy, your existence is not a tragedy.

kuai liang accepts you wholeheartedly, and he’ll always be there to support you.

[weirdsht]

Disillusioned 5 . As I Know It

tags: reader has never experienced the warmth of love, abuse as the norm, hints of anxiety and trauma, short chapter

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

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Weird

If _____ is asked to describe Cale’s group that’s the word they would use.

From their strength to how they act, _____ finds all of them weird.

But it’s not just the individuals in this group that the healer finds weird. It’s the group itself.

Everyone acts so weirdly.

Maybe it’s because they aren’t family but the dynamics here are so different from what _____ is used to.

However, that’s not it either.

Even without it being said, the Medicus could tell that the way the group sees one another is like family. Blood-related or not, with official adoption papers or none; with or without those things _____ can see that the way everyone cares for each other transcends any friendship or servant-master relationship.

Proof and documentation were trivial to such a group because their bond transcends it all.

Whether _____ is part of that extraordinary bond is something they choose not to ponder about.

They feel as though they don’t need to know. Do they fear that the truth might hurt? A little. But it’s mostly because they don’t want to get attached. Because their kindness is already so addicting, what more if _____ allows themself to indulge further and act as though they have a place in the group’s family-esc dynamics.

So they try to settle by acting as an outsider.

Try to be content that they can even see such amazing things.

However, sometimes greed takes over.

Moments like when the kids are playing a prank on Choi Han or everyone doting on Cale. Moments like that make _____ want to join in.

And sometimes they do.

As soon as they do they regret it. The fear of getting attached only to be thrown away eats them alive. The fear of the possibility that one day the group will wake up and realize that _____ is only a liability makes them fear the group’s kindness.

They feel as though they are a naive month trying hard to not be drawn by the flame.

Nonetheless, despite all their walls, everyone is still kind.

But that’s what makes them all the more weird.

They see one another as a family but don’t act like one.

Well in _____’s opinion at least.

From what _____ has learned in their almost 18 years of living, a family doesn’t let anyone make mistakes. Family must discipline each other.

Well, they do…

But why are they so gentle?

Why is the worst punishment being deprived of their favourite things?

Why are there no physical punishments?

Do they care less than _____ thought?

Or perhaps are they not aware that you need physical punishment to get your point across?

_____’s family has always told them that without physical punishment, they would not learn. It’s the way a family, especially parents, shows love. The moment they stop punishing you for your mistakes, you know your family doesn’t love you anymore.

_____ can’t understand the weirdness of it all.

They care for each other but show unorthodox ways of showing it.

They discipline one another but in a way _____ does not understand.

They teach the kids to be frugal by giving them an allowance but still spoil them.

They want everyone to be independent and strong, well maybe except for Cale, but they don’t leave them in a desolate place for a week to teach them how to fend for themselves.

They want to know that they care for others but won’t blatantly list all of the good things they have done for the group.

_____ can’t understand all of it.

The way this group acts is the opposite of how the healer has been taught. The way they show care is different from what _____ has experienced. This group is something the Medicus has neither seen nor experienced.

Oh wait…

_____ has seen it before.

They’ve read it in fairy tale books.

Tales of different people coming together and building a family where the foundation is love, trust, compassion, and care. Tales of where your blood relation or abilities don’t matter in creating a family.

Tales of where someone will love you unconditionally because you’re you.

And that’s so weird

Because at the end of the day, that’s all those things are, fairy tales.

They are something that is not possible in real life.

Something that is written to help broaden a curious child’s imagination and vocabulary.

Something to put children to sleep.

Something that you forget as you grow older because reality hits you that family is crueller than those flowery words written in children’s books.

But despite everything. Despite the unorthodox ways Cale’s group acts and all the norms they break.

_____ can’t deny that they enjoy this weirdness.

Maybe in the end, _____ is the weird one.

[sp25]

Intervention

pairing: simon ‘ghost’ riley x f!reader

summary: you smoke again after saying you will quit

warnings: 18+ this is sexually explicit, do not read this or interact with my blog if you're a minor. do not copy or use ai on my shit, i'll find out. consists of smoking, addiction, pussy smacking, spanking, rough handling, name calling, fingering. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

a/n: first of all thank you for coming across my post! this is my first time posting something so if you find any errors or mistakes please do tell, I was inspired by a response on my character ai, it’s called ‘Ghosty Boy’ by @ghostywoahwoah. I thank the creator for inspiring me. So if you do like it please comment or reblog. ALSO I DO NOT SUPPORT SMOKING! I DO NOT SMOKE! please remember your health.

It has been a pretty stressful day today, you went on one of the most worst missions ever. By the end of the day, you ached to be in Ghost’s arms. You wanted the comfort, the love he provided.

You came back to the base to not find Ghost anywhere. It was pretty shit honestly. You went out to the courtyard to ‘chill’ but you know what you were doing. You were breaking the promise you made to Ghost. You were going to smoke once again.

In the last few months, the addiction to smoking had only become worse for you. You just couldn’t stop. Ghost has been mad at you and had pretty much forced you to quit by well some very rough ‘lessons’. It consisted of him forcing you to submit to his promise by spanking your ass red.

You looked around the courtyard to find it empty. This was your one and only chance. You took out the cigarette in your pocket which was desperately calling your name. Just as you were about to light it..

“OI!”

The loud and thundering voice of oh yes... your Lieutenant, Ghost, carried across the courtyard.

“"WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DO YA THINK YOU'RE DOIN?!"

He comes stomping up to you and pulled the cig out of your mouth before putting it out on the ground under his boot. You could feel your heart pounding. You had been caught.

"Listen... I know... I said I'd quit but... I've had a long day." You try reasoning with him. You were desperate to not know what his intentions were.

"Don't care. Didn't ask soldier. Hand it over. All of it, kid." He commands, while sticking his hand out, waiting for all items.

But you just couldn’t. You couldn’t accept your mistake as you looked at the ground unable to look into his eyes.

“Hey!” He clicked his fingers in front of you to get your attention. “I fucking ordered you to do something.”

You’d never seen your Lieutenant this mad. His hands balled into fists at his side, his voice becoming a low growl rather than shouting.

“Hand it over.” He stepped forward, his imposing height and toned muscles made you shrink back.

You subconsciously took a step back with only made him more furious. You softly whimpered as you said “I just want one hit and that’s it. I will quit never again I promise.” You tried sounding confident but you were dead scared.

“One hit?” He said mockingly as his head tilts to the side. “One? How about none… hand it over. All of it… right now!”

“I feel so stressed Ghost. Please it’s been a really bad day.” You were in tears. You kept trying to reason with him hoping he would show one inch of sympathy.

His eyes narrow, not believing what he’s hearing. “A bad day? Let me tell you somethin…”

He gets closer, speaking softly but each words rings in your ears as his voice becomes sharp and the words cut you to your very core.

“You wanna talk about a bad day???”

You couldn’t tolerate his cruel words anymore as you softly asked him. “What do you want?”

“You.” He grabs your hip tightly and pulls you against him with a rough grip of his hand holding the back of your shirt.

“Me. You. My office…” He said so roughly yet so desperately at the same time.

“what..” You whisper confused. You couldn’t understand how quickly this conversation shifted.

“Me and you. My office… Now.” His hand slips to the front of your shirt, resting his hand on your hip, before the other hand slips under the side of your shirt, caressing your side.

His touch made your mind blurry. You couldn’t fight with him anymore so you just nodded your head softly.

“Good girl.” His voice is still quiet but his tight grip on your hip doesn’t let go. It wasn’t soon before you both arrived to his office. The door closes behind you as he places his hands on your cheeks and he pulls your face to his.

“Y/n…” He whispered, touching your face so tightly as if wishing he doesn’t lose you.

“Yes Simon?” You didn’t what has taken over you. You had called him Simon, one word he just couldn’t tolerate.

“Call me Simon again and you’re going to find out just how bad of a day I’ve had.” He leans his forehead against yours and his fingers brush through your hair, his voice lowering into a whisper.

“Now I may be Simon to you, but around *these* parts I’m Lieutennant Simon.”

You again nod you head before cheekily responding to him “but you are mine..” you whisper as your cheeks get so red.

“Mine…” He repeats to the sound of your soft breathing. “I am all yours.” He repeats before kissing you so softly that it sends shivers down your spine and then his hands wander along your body, finding themselves at your thighs.

Your hands tightly wrapped around his armour in the hopes of holding yourself cause his aggression in the kiss was slowly coming out. He moves his hands over your body while he then started kissing your neck softly, each time he kissed your neck, he softly said “mine.”

You could feel the heat in your body rising. You needed him so fucking desperately. But you desires came to a crash ending as soon as his hands reached your thighs, he fucking found the cigarettes. Yup you realised you had signed your death sentence.

“Did you not hand all of it over?” His hands stop moving and just when you thought you were finally getting what you wanted he steps away from your soft and supple body.

“You disobeyed the Lieutenant…” His voice was quiet but so rough as if he was contemplating something.

“Simon” You move towards him with sad eyes, hoping he will just forget about it.

“I told you… it’s Lieutenant Simon to you… Don’t make me have to ask again.” His voice is still the same low growl but his frown becomes more apparent as he doesn’t move closer to you after you had stepped to him.

You could feel your heartbreak. You softly whimpered and stepped away, not wishing to make him more angry.

“You disobeyed a direct order and on top of that you’ve lied to me about the cigs… You have to face the consequences.”

“Please..stop this.” You begged.

“Who said I am stopping?” The way he says it is not to reassure but to rather threaten you.

“You broke and disobeyed my orders… You must now be punished for it. And I can assure you that it will not be kind.” He spoke in such a menacing tone.

“Now… Turn around.” His command rings in your ears as he steps closer to you and grabs your chin, placing his other hand on your hip for leverage to keep your body close to him.

You turn around for him as you knew following his order at this moment was better than angering him further.

He bends you over his office table hard and pulls down your pants. He soon notices the black lingerie you wore underneath it. You had hoped to surprise him tonight but of course this was due to happen. He growls and says under his breath “for fucks sake..”

He softly touches the lingerie pulling it on it until it’s down your legs. Your wetness was visible as it dripped down your thighs and legs. Before you could even respond, he smacked your pussy hard. You moaned loudly not excepting it.

You feel a sharp sting on your ass cheek. But that’s it…

Again. He smacks your other cheek. Hard. The sting lasts longer but the sting wasn’t a fraction of the words that came out of his mouth.

“Lieutennant Simon… Lieutennant Simon is in control. You will listen to him at all times… I don’t care how stressful your day gets. If I say to hand it all over you do exactly as I say…” He whispers more words.

“Do you understand?” This is not a question, it’s a command to the point that you barely get to think of an answer before he places two more stinging palm on your cheeks for the lack of response.

“So I’ll ask again… do you understand…” This time he waits only briefly before you feel another smack on one of your cheeks..

“Y-Yes sir” you whisper. You were not only embarrassed by how turned on you were but how much you enjoyed this punishment.

“Good… now come here.” He steps closer to you and pulls your hair and yanks you close, his large body once more enveloping you. Your ass was swollen red from how hard he smacked your ass that it had left literal hand prints on it.

“You are mine and I am yours. You’ll do as I say and I’ll do as you say… but at the end of the day… you’re mine…” You could feel your face cheeks getting red too know.

He leans back to get a good look at your eyes to make sure you understand him.

“Well… your face isn’t the only thing red… is it?” He lets out a low smirk and pulls you in once more, his hands now sliding below your shirt and caressing your sides. He soon pulls out the cigarettes from my pants.

“What should I do with you?” He says annoyed. Again he looks you in the eyes and just when you think he’s about to slap you once more, his hands slide up to your cheek and caress the red cheek before they slide to your neck and he pulls you close once more. He makes you both sit down his chair. You were sitting in his lap facing him.

His hand still holds the cigarette as he speaks softly as his hand glides behind your neck. “But I have an idea…”

“I want you to smoke, but I want me to be the one holding the cig and me to be the one putting it to your mouth…” His eyes look deep into yours.

“I have to make sure that there’s no room for you to be getting too much of this filthy habit that you have…” Another smack lands on one of your already red cheeks.

You whimper unable to respond cause how hot you body feels so you just nod your head.

“Good girl…” His mouth is near your ear as his one hand holds your cheek and the other has a solid grasp on the cigarette.

“Open wide…” If you were to open your mouth, the tip of the cigarette would be just inside it.

You obediently open your mouth.

“Good girl…” You feel his hands guide the cigarette to the inside of your mouth as he keeps one hand on your cheek to prevent you from closing your mouth.

“Light it… and take a drag.” You feel his thumb pushing your bottom lip down to prevent you from biting down on the lit cigarette.

You take out lighter shakily from your pants and light the cigarette, soon taking a drag from it.

“Now… breathe and smoke it all… you’re gonna smoke the whole thing, understood?” All the while he has you in this position you feel his lips pressing against your neck every time you inhale and exhale.

You keep taking drags as you could feel his hands slip inside your lingerie and slowly starting to finger you as his thumb was roughly pressed against your clit, rubbing it. It was difficult for you to smoke now.

“Good girl… keep smoking…” His hot breath is on the back of your neck as his hand keeps you in place and his thumb on your bottom lip. Every time you inhale he pushes his lips harder onto the back of your neck as you exhale he pulls away a bit.

“… You need to smoke it all… understand me..?” He asks you as he pushes your bottom lip down even more with his thumb as you are halfway through the cigarette.

You wanted to just let go of the cigarette and just kiss him so passionately. You needed him. He put another finger inside you this time fingering you harder as you could feel his fingers going knuckles deep.

You could just whimper and nod your head. You were unable to form any words.

“Good girl…” All while this goes on, the cigarette burns away and becomes shorter with each drag.

“You’re doing good girl… really good…” More slaps land on your ass and more whispers of his voice caress your ears as you smoke.

It wasn’t soon before you noticed you had finished your cigarette.

“Good girl… Did you smoke it all…?” Once more he moves closer to your neck and whispers as his hand leaves your face and he lightly kisses the back of your neck before letting out a small breath but the assault his fingers are doing, don’t stop but only get faster. Your moaning was so loud at this point. This only make his ego inflate.

Once again he pulls you close, wrapping his torso around yours and his fingers slipping in deeper. pulling you to him once more.

He breathes deep into your neck, his breath and words sending shivers down your spine.

“You’re just so good aren’t you… cum for me, my love.”

His words make you cum so hard while he whispered sweet nothings in your ears, it was as if your body was waiting for him to make you cum, all you could think or see was him. He is the addiction, not the cigarettes, him.

He kisses your lips so softly and fragility. “My pretty girl..” He whisper in his your ears.

He pulls your head on his chest once more and you feel his strong grip on your thighs, a grip that could easily bruise you if he wanted to but you’re too swept away with his voice and touch to care.

“Good… So, so good, you are mine…”

“Only mine…” He leans close to you, his body tightly pressed against yours and your backs against the wall of his office.

“And I am only yours… We *belong* to each other…”

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A/N: first of all, I know it was fucking long. I’m so sorry. I DO NOT SUPPORT SMOKING. I spent like an hour making it. I’m really bad at it I know. If you didn’t enjoy something in it, do tell. I want to improve my writing skills. My DM’s are open for all, so don’t hesitate to message me. Also I will try putting one story each day. I have a lot of obsessions so if you have requests, I will try making one on those too. Thank you again for reading this!

[gffa]

I made the mistake, after episode 7 of the acolyte, to look through the tags (I’ve given up on Reddit for sw discourse lol) and there are so many bad takes out there. It’s like people watched a different episode. I’m glad there are some good meta takes from people like you, or I’d be lost! I think nuance is dead in fandom and people just can’t see things as more than “Jedi Bad!” When there’s so much more nuance than that. Were the Jedi perfect? No! Of course not. That would be so boring. If all Jedi were always perfect, SW would be dull. It’s because they aren’t perfect that they are so compelling. That they try to do the right thing, even if it doesn’t always work out.

A quote that came to mind by Teddy Roosevelt: “It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

Anyways, thanks for your continued good meta and cultivating a nice pro-Jedi space!

Hi! I hear you, it can be tough going into the tags sometimes (and I've given up on both Reddit and Twitter for any kind of discussion, I just do not have the time/energy for that when sometimes I still have to fight for my life on Tumblr) but I will say that the best remedy I have for that is to start posting the content you want to see! It's so satisfying to write down your thoughts just to have fun in your own space, I don't need other people nearly so much because I'm having a great time just making myself laugh or cry over my faves or nerding out over worldbuilding. It's a bonus that I've collected a bunch of really great people around me, both ones I vibe with and ones who are chill when our vibes don't match and we disagree on stuff. I've been having an absolute joy of a time after episode 7 of The Acolyte because I've seen some great posts, I've had some hilarious conversations, etc. And part of that is just. Letting go of a lot of fandom. I'm a lot more relaxed about the Star Wars media I consume because it's not Lucas' Star Wars, I can take or leave it as I will and, most importantly, I don't need the Jedi to be perfect to be good. So much of my need for the Jedi to be perfect once upon a time came from that any little mistake they made, ones that were completely reasonable, ones that were simply just "didn't solve everyone's problems instantly", ones that were present in other characters who were allowed to just be instead of being raked over the coals for it, and how fandom would use those as a bludgeon against the Jedi. And that wasn't fun! So, instead, yeah, the Jedi are flawed, because any character ever is allowed to be flawed. The most cinnamon roll character ever is flawed and that's okay. Luke Skywalker is flawed. Padme Amidala is flawed. Bail Organa is flawed. Yoda is flawed. Obi-Wan Kenobi is flawed. Mace Windu is flawed. Ahsoka Tano is flawed. Leia Organa is flawed. Han Solo is flawed. Lando Calrissian is flawed. Ezra Bridger is flawed. Kanan Jarrus is flawed. Hera Syndulla is flawed. And on and on and on. If those characters can have flaws and be seen as good, well, then that's how I'm going to proceed with my Jedi faves, too. Oh, Mace wasn't bending over backwards to smile and be soft when he was having the worst day ever? That's what you're bringing me to show that he was bad actually? Babe, please, Luke started out as whiny and annoying and he's amazing, so Mace is amazing, too. The Jedi were in a no-win situation, not fighting would mean people would die, fighting meant compromising themselves, they had to make a choice, there was no third way out, there was no secret magical answer in Star Wars, so they did what they could to the best of their ability. And it's not on them to fix everything in the galaxy, they're peace-keepers who were drafted into a war, they're not the whole of the government, they're not there to be social service agents, that's not who they are or what they're equipped for. And yet they still tried to help whenever they could. Everyone fucks up sometimes and that's okay, it doesn't suddenly mean they're the real villain all along, because otherwise they would have to be literally be perfect to be "good" and that's just bad writing imo. Ultimately, just take a break from scrolling through the tags if you can and join me in writing your own stuff, it's hard at first to get the words to come out the way you want them to, but with some time and energy put into it, I've found it to be so much more rewarding. <3

[curi0us-gh0st]

Seasons (Bada Lee)

pairings: Bada Lee x Fem!Reader

word count: 1.887

genre: fluffy, angst

summary: You think there are no feelings in your relationship with Bada, because you are distant, but you are completely mistaken.

warnings: nothing too big, insecure reader, distancing yourself, crying, I think that’s all? [no review]

a/n: Yes, I just wrote this and god, I've had this in my head for a long time, ignore the mistakes and if it's too confusing.

Your relationship was something you loved, especially because of the person you were with. The beginning was so magical and the chemistry you had made your heart swell with love and your mind thought it was in a book you read.

The romance with Bada began when you accompanied your friend to a practice class to test out new hobbies, and well, you couldn't help but notice the tall and sexy choreographer everyone was talking about before, during, and after the class.

The class itself was energetic and caused a lot of excitement for you and your friend. You continued going to dance classes but in the end, your friend gave up to pay attention to something else and you focused on something that was finally good, dancing.

You weren't the best or the worst, but you had a lot of fun practicing the choreographies and steps that you saw and were assigned during practices.

Until the day he was changing classes, in his rush to get to the next class, he ended up bumping into someone, his hands on the person's abdomen, on the person's waist for support, his eyes opening and looking at the familiar shirt, his eyes going up and meeting the playful gaze of her dance teacher.

“I think you can let me go now.” She giggled, removing the hand that held her from her shoulder, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, walking away quickly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” You bowed in embarrassment.

"All good." She ruffled her hair a little. “You must be late for something, so go carefully and don’t fall there.” Bada joked and left.

Since that day, when she saw you, she joked about the incident that occurred, resulting in you being as red as a tomato and a giggling Bada.

At the end of one of the classes with Bada, it was just you and her left to tidy the room, a pleasant silence until she brought up the subject, playing with you again and praising your red cheeks, after stopping laughing, she sighed and looked at you, your eyes met, a mixture of joy and confusion, until you asked what she was looking at and she asked if you would like to go out with her, of course her red cheeks became visible.

Bada Lee, your dance teacher who everyone wanted and praised your performances asking you out? Of course he caused a short circuit in his brain, accepting the invitation in a friendly way.

The meeting evolved into several other meetings, visiting and getting to know cafes, going to cinemas, the beach, festivals, dance events and many others. One of these meetings took them to the Han River, on an October night, the cold wind that blew leaving their lips, noses and ears red, their bodies warmed by the laughter and conversations they shared, their eyes meeting at different times and shining. one to another, even the atmosphere thickens to the point where their lips touch, a passionate and slow kiss, transmitting unspoken and hidden feelings.

The moment they pulled away, they looked at each other, shy and nervous now, thinking about what would happen now.

“Well… I, uh… I think I have more than friendly feelings for you, Y/N.” Bada confessed, looking shyly at her own feet. “I would like to test how far this can take me, actually us.”

She finally looked you in the eyes, their hearts beating in sync, a smile appeared on her face, honored by the confession, causing Bada anxiety for her response.

“I would also like to test how far these feelings can take us, Bada Lee.” You smiled, before the choreographer's arms pulled you into a tight hug and a kiss that made your stomach bubble.

These feelings took you to distant places, the relationship brought you to the present, your relationship with Bada had lasted more than four years, always together and supporting each other, comforting and encouraging in your times of need. Bada and you grew up as dancers, doing duets together and small appearances in some groups' music videos, Bada became famous over the course of her talent and her beauty, especially among girls, which you don't mind so much, since In the end, it was you she would sleep cuddling with after a long day. And you focused on your career as a teacher, teaching at the academy as Bada.

This was shown when Bada accepted the invitation to be a street woman fighter, to show the world her skills with the BEBE team. Bada even asked if you would like to participate with them, so you denied, you didn't like so much attention and you certainly didn't want to appear on television out of embarrassment.

From the first episode, in fact, since she received and started preparing for the program, you encouraged her to do her best, praising her effort and congratulating her because she deserved it in addition to all the stress she suffered along the way.

You watched each episode, rooting for the team and even feeling a little jealous with the battles and interactions you had and had with your girlfriend. Every time she arrived at the shared apartment, you greeted her with compliments and your playful opinions about what happened episodes always make her laugh.

But since then, it started to slow down, Bada's free time decreased, her focus on the program's missions increased, making her always arrive home late at night, spending a little bit of her free time with her team or surrounded by friends. new fans that she obtained during the episodes for her dances and her masculine and feminine aura that she had.

And your insecurity awakened, the number of Bada's followers increased, every day more people found her, complimented her and flirted with her, the thought of you disappearing and her not noticing caused nightmares and a fear grew in you, your thoughts were consuming , making you insecure and unhappy because you seemed so distant from your girlfriend, you were falling apart and no one was noticing.

Perhaps such thoughts were too trivial because it was you she would hug after a tiring day, even if you had fallen asleep, she would smell your shampoo and kiss your cheek before leaving for another day.

Little did you know that Bada was in bad shape too, she knew that you valued her privacy and her success during the program made her afraid of people invading her personal space and messing up her relationship. That's why she thought that by moving away from you, you wouldn't feel suffocated by the crowd that was behind her, she was always thinking about you, all the missions she couldn't tell you and made her cry, she wanted to run from the room practice and run to you, hug you and cry until everything is okay, because your hug was her safe haven, it always was.

When Bada heard from you that you were going to travel, fear settled in her, she thought she couldn't be without you, just as you thought you couldn't be without her, but it would leave her freer to practice and focus on the program.

The short time spent with her parents, Bada made sure she would receive notes accompanied by daisies, her favorite flower, until you returned home to her.

When you arrived at her apartment, it was almost half past midnight, nervousness taking over you, you had the plan to talk to Bada and review her feelings, if they were there.

Upon entering the room, you were greeted with Bada's tight hug involving you, saying that she missed you and that she missed you, there were only a few days left until the end of the program, she was so nervous lately that she was barely sleeping and when she heard you coming in she ran to see you.

After the long hug, you were nervous about saying something and Bada took the initiative, asking how your visit to your parents was and you responded by saying how the past few days had been. Silence took over soon after and it was you who started this time .

“Bada… I think we need to talk.” You said, looking at her sitting with her legs crossed as you shared the same couch.

"Of course dear." She adjusted herself to look at you better, she was nervous. “Is there something bothering you? Anything I can help with?”

The nickname she used reminded you of the moments together, the beginning and everything before all this snowball suffocated you.

“Do you… Do you still have feelings for me?”

The question made Bada confused, of course she was, but the confusion came because of the lack of confidence you appeared with the question.

“Why this question? Of course I do, I love you. What made you think not?” She grabbed his shaking hands.

“We seem so far away... I love you, but I feel like I don't have you anymore... I don't know, I'm feeling so confused. There are so many people complimenting you and flirting with you, of course forever, but this has intensified and I... I'm so insecure that you don't like me anymore.” The confession made Bada squeeze his hands to comfort him.

“Ah princess…” She pulled him into a hug. “Forgive me for that, I thought you would like privacy so I stayed away for the sake of the program. I didn't want to make you insecure or uncomfortable through any of these things, I thought I was keeping you safe but I think I ended up moving away from you, I'm sorry.” Bada spoke during the hug.

“I didn't want this to happen... I was praying for you, that you could be by my side, but I got caught up in it all.” She continued, pulling back to look at you.

Her eyes were teary, bright with unshed tears, realizing that she was so bad seeing only the negative side that she didn't realize Bada's intention to protect her.

“Sorry, now I feel so selfish for not seeing your point.” The tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh, darling. Don’t cry, don’t blame yourself for it.” Bada tried to wipe the tears from her cheeks. “I love you so much, I would give my life for you, you are my safe haven, my season, I would never do anything to hurt you on purpose.” She whispered to you, tears threatening to fall more.

"I love you so much much much." You said as you wrapped your arms around her neck to hug her. “You are my everything, Bada. You are my favorite person and the one I love most, I’m sorry.” You asked through tears.

Bada held your face with her hands, kissing your face while whispering statements and compliments to you, after an intense session of kisses and hugs, she helped you take a shower and made you wear comfortable clothes to sleep, hugging you under the blanket, kissing your cheeks and lips, holding you close to her, as if she would lose you if she let go.

"I love you my love." She whispered, kissing his nose.

“I love you too, Bada.” You hugged her tightly, hiding in her neck, smelling her, this woman was yours, just like you were hers.

a/n: in my head, this woman is in love and doesn't know what to do lol

[fsfghgee]

Hello, I want to ask you something about Bi-han and Sektor, what if Sektor met Union of light Bi-han? I would what's gonna happen between them?

— This cell won't hold me for long, Liu Kang. — Sektor kept her head high even while handcuffed and behind the bars of the small temple cell. — He'll come for me. He'll destroy everything and everyone that stands between us.

— I'm not your enemy, Sektor. I've always wanted only what's best for you two and the--

— Spare me your theatrics! You just want to control our lives like we're puppets. — Finding out that Liu Kang was a titan was a resolution for her. — First the Grandmaster, then my mother…

Liu Kang took a deep breath and turned his back on her. Leaving Sektor talking to the walls and the cells behind.

— I don't know what else to do, Geras.

"It's your fault Bi-Han is still like that!"

"It's your fault his mother is dead!"

— I just hope history doesn't repeat itself. — Geras worried about how frustrated Liu Kang was. — History cannot repeat itself…

"My mother is a fuckin' cook in a mediocre village because of you, Liu Kang!"

— What if…

"You will pay for everything you have done!"

— What, Geras? Did you have an idea?

— Your titan allies in the battle against the titan Shang Tsung brought with them uncorrupted versions of Sub-Zero. And one of them could be a valuable ally in Sektor's moral battle now.

— I see…

— Raiden's vision for his timeline was to abolish combat. His Sub-Zero had a humble demeanor and if Sektor met him…

— Could she rethink her actions? — Geras nodded. — That could work… But I cannot ask Raiden to once again leave his timeline vulnerable without such an important member for its defense.

— What if Sektor was sent there instead?

— "Liu Kang!!!"

— Stall him, Geras.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

— Damn you, Liu Kang! — Lost in the forest of a strange world. — You'll pay for this! — Sektor cursed the god of fire after being teleported against her will shortly after hearing Bi-Han's voice. Nothing in that place seemed hostile or threatening like the chaotic world of the titan Havik, but the hatred she felt for having been forced there made her hate the place a thousand times more. — Where am I?

Frustrated with the surroundings looking the same no matter where she looked and the inability of her armor to give her answers, Sektor ran after an exit following her instincts until she heard screams from what sounded like Vaeternians and the noises of an intense fight nearby.

— "I'll bury you in snow!"

— Bi-Han? — There was no way she could mistake that voice. And following the sound of those ice puns, she saw a version of Bi-Han that closely resembled her Bi-Han before he was transformed into a creature of chaos. Although the attire he wore was a light blue tone and noticeably simpler, this could only be another version of Sub-Zero.

She watched from behind the trees as he bravely fought against 4 Vaeternians and took down two of them before being knocked down.

— It's time for me to feed. — The vampire who seemed to be the leader of the attack flew towards the Lin Kuei warrior, eager to taste the supposedly refreshing and sweet blood of a cryomancer. But before she could satisfy her hunger, Sektor flew towards the vampire and incinerated her.

— I will take your wings, then your life for this affront!

— Who are you?!

— Your worst nightmare.

Surprised and dazzled by the fighting skills of the woman who was beating the two remaining vampires, Bi-Han just watched in silence as she took them down in a matter of minutes.

— Are you hurt? — Worried about the cryomancer who looked like a fragile clone of the man she loved, she helped him up.

— Argh… — Sub-Zero smiled at the impressive — and attractive — warrior who had come to his aid, ignoring the sharp pain in his ribs and back. — A Lin Kuei could do no better.

Amazed, he noticed a certain familiarity in her and when he was ready to ask her name, she pushed him away.

— Watch out!-- A-ah!

— I will enjoy your pain! — The vampire lunged at her again, fast like a jet against the warrior in red who had been knocked down after being thrown by the same vaeternian against a tree. But before the vampire could finish her off, Sub-Zero hit her with an ice ball followed by an ice spear piercing her insides. The vampire gave her final groan and the cryomancer ran to help his savior.

— Miss, are you alright?

— I am. — Hiding her pain, she accepted his help to get up and smiled holding his arms as she looked at the vaeternian's lifeless body. — You finished her off just good. — Sek found it strange how he looked away from her, seeming disappointed by her proud look on him. — What? What's wrong?

— I take no joy in taking lives. Not even those of these types of Vaeternians…

— How can you say that? — Finding the sadness in Bi-Han's eyes strange, she moved away from him in disgust. — They use people like us as food! They don't deserve mercy.

— Not all of them are like that. Most Vaeternians feed on simple animals like we do. I must warn Nitara about these rebellious vampires attacking…

— Nitara? — Disbelieving, Sektor moved even further away from him. — Are you partner of that maniac?

— I don't know what you're thinking. But we are partners in peace between our realms and we've fought some battles together, b-but we don't…

— Enough! I don't want to hear you anymore… — Bi-Han found it strange how she spoke to him as if she knew him, but at the same time she didn't seem to know anything about him or the realms. — I don't know what's going on in this realm, but you're not the Bi-Han I know!

— Wait! Don't go… — Uselessly, he called out to her as he saw her running into the forest. And after losing sight of her because she had flown for a while, he found her sitting behind a tree covering her face. She looked so fragile and helpless that he longed to have her in his embrace. — You're not from here, are you? — Not waiting for an answer, he moved a little closer until she looked at him. — Our realm is quite peaceful, but there are dangers that can fatally encounter you if you are alone.

— And what is this realm?

— Earthrealm.

— Earthrealm? — Looking around, she tried to identify something in common in the middle of that forest with her homeland. — It doesn't look anything like… — Feeling stupid for taking so long to realize, she growled before getting up from the grass and punching the nearest tree. — Who rules this timeline?!

— Lord Raiden is the protector of Earthrealm and all the other realms that make up our world.

— Liu Kang sent me to another timeline?!

— Liu Kang? — Recognizing the name of the titan who he had been informed was a close friend of Lord Raiden the night he was invited to join the support army for the defense of his timeline, Bi-Han understood why she seemed so out of touch with the status of the realms in his world. — You come from Liu Kang’s timeline? I fought not long ago for the defense of your timeline against a tyrant named Shang Tsung. And recently there have been attacks by other evil titans on different timelines. — Cautiously, he moved a little closer to her. Still awkward, he avoided keeping his eyes on hers for too long, fearing that she would move away again. — It is not safe for you to travel through our timeline alone. Allow me to help you return to your home.

— Why would I trust a low-quality copy?

— Copy? — Surprised by the absurd use of the word. He repeated to himself in disbelief before rushing to hold her when she made to run again. — Hey! What do you mean by a low-quality copy?

— You are inferior to my Bi-Han in every way. — She breaks free from his grip angrily and Bi-Han lets her go, surprised by her ferocity.

— Your Bi-Han? Are you and my counterpart from Liu Kang's timeline… — Intimidated by Sektor's hard gaze, he cleared his throat before continuing quietly. — Intimates?

— Much more than that. We are soulmates. — Approaching the cryomancer with her chin held high, she tried to hide the pain of each step towards him with posture. She loved him so much, but that wasn't him. — Perfect. Inseparable.

— So why isn't he here with you?

The cryomancer's question had been genuine, but the blow caused by his words took them both by surprise.

He regretted the question as soon as he saw her seem to lose her breath and her eyes fill with tears.

— We will get together again and make the responsible for keeping us apart pay. — Before he could see her shed the first tear, she turned and wiped it away as soon as it fell. — Come with me or eat dust.

.....

stay tuned for the next episode ;)

[808airsoftbros]

Vampire Kiss of Life's Reaction to you Getting Hurt

Julie Han (Alpha)

Big. Big. Big Mistake

Attacking an Alpha's husband especially if it's mating season is the equivalent of signing one's death wish and Miss Julie Han is no exception and is very unforgiving

Julie wouldn't love anything more than to rip the fool into shreds but first, she'd want to send them a final message before they die and feel nothing but dread and fear

But the most important part is that you are safe and ensure you are healthy and all wounds are treated if you sustained any

Would you be traumatized witnessing Julie rip apart the perp? Nope, Julie isn't a monster to let you see that and would likely tell you to stay in a safe hiding spot

"Mama? What happened?" Your innocent-self asked

"Oh, don't worry sweetie, that bad man won't hurt you any longer and I won't allow anyone to do so again, now come along sweetie~,"

Natty (อานัชญา สุพุทธิพงศ์) (Enforcer)

Oh boy... If anyone dares to hurt you in any way, Natty wouldn't hesitate to confront the perp and would ensure something like this wouldn't happen again

If they're are lucky enough that Natty is in a good mood, she might spare their life but not without several broken bones

Natty's super vampire strength can easily snap a human in half like a twig and lucky them that Natty is wise to know her own strength

But after she was done with them, Natty would constantly keep you close to her at all times and demands you to check up with her every now and then if she isn't around

"Come to mommy darling and I'll keep you safe and I promise nobody will be able to bother or hurt you when I'm around~,"

Belle (Shim Hyewon) (Blood Sister)

Belle is completely obsessed and possessive when it comes to you and you are the only thing that comes to her mind so you can imagine how she'll feel when someone lays their dirty fingers on you

She'd be livid and angry beyond the levels she never imagined in her life, Belle would nearly lose control of her emotions because she would feel at fault because she wasn't strong enough to prevent this

Belle would blame herself for failing you and worst of all, her sisters would be greatly disappointed but that was just overthinking thankfully and will handle the situation with pure elegance with a hint of blood

But what's more important to her is that you're safe and breathing, wounds will heal with proper treatment and Belle would go as far as make an example out of them

"Come near my precious baby and you all suffer the same fate as him..."

Won Haneul (Youngest Blood)

Oh boy, Haneul... How should I put this? Haneul is one of the most dangerous and powerful maknae Vampires in the sisterhood and she certainly won't take shit from anyone

Haneul takes her duty of being your wife and mother seriously just like her older sisters and has sworn to protect you from any dangers

She loves you to death and will do anything to ensure you're comfort and happiness so to see someone laying their hands on you is something that will surely make her infuriated with fiery rage

Haneul would chase them down if she has to letting one of her older sisters look after you while she was gone and will deliver a painful death to the person

"This is what you deserve for hurting my little angel and Hell has a special place for you..."

[yanderestarangel]

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓!𝐁𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

TW: Sinful context, smut, masturbation, poetic language, angst, poem, priest!lbi han, corruption of values, unreliable narrator, cock warming, dom!reader, extreme worship, bi han's mind is distorted, nsfw, catholic context, inspired by edgar allan poe, angst.

Always following the heavenly orders, written by ancestral men, an ancient prayer said in choir. The collective echoed off the walls of the church Bi Han was accustomed to as a monotonous future and present written by the god he dedicated to his mortality.

But you were anything but ordinary.

For Bi Han, you were perfection, not even in sacred verses did he see such perfection, but not on a carnal level but, yes, in the soul, as if your soul called and cried out the submission of him, the priest without any error in years of priesthood , you made him question his faith in some divine being, an unreachable and implacable being or perhaps, you made him redirect his worship towards you.

The priest struggled with deeply buried desires.

His eyes, once pure, now lingered and yearned, while forbidden flames within him burned.

He was on his knees daily, his sore flesh was proof of Bi Han's failed attempt to divert the sensations of desire for you.

The weight of sin pressed against his chest, what was right or wrong?

Bi Han didn't know what words to say, a sigh and whisper was heard through the piercing stillness of the space once sacred to him, but now, there was no logic shelf.

The only god he wanted to worship was you.

Your eyes, your lips, your face, your body, every imperfection and perfection drawn on you, your mistakes, your sins...

He needed the worst thing he had in you.

With trembling hands, he clutched the rosary, seeking redemption for the sins that kept him captive, nebulous and vivid fantasies entered his mind, the bitter taste of a pleasure denied by ties he himself chose.

Fool, lost in vain.

He wanted you, he wanted to adore you more than he adored everything about the breath of life he had.

Like a glass house, about to break, this was the real Bi Han.

The vows he took, a solemn oath, now he threatened to collapse, because his spirit was torn apart, by the lust you awakened him, and he...

He just wanted to accept all of this.

Through the stained glass windows the moonlight streamed, Enlightening a soul in turmoil, it seemed.

The priest, torn between the call of pure requiem and earthly lust. He looked in the moonlight at the silver bath that entered the dark fortress that should be full, far from iniquity and lasciviousness.

But that was a counterpoint, an illusion.

Bi Han's hand guided itself to his own throbbing member, while he used his other hand to muffle the sounds from his mouth, all of them, coming out your name, like a prayer, a prayer he was used to directing to another lord, but now, his lord... It was you.

Throwing his head behind the messy linen sheets, his black cassock now open between his legs, he shed tears down his face, tracing painterly lines that could be read by someone as some kind of regret.

But not.

He had found his lord, something perfect.

𝐘𝐨𝐮.

The thick, pearly ropes shot out of his thick shaft, making him completely dirty as he fell to his knees, smiling, thinking about you.

If he believes in hope, Oh Lord, he well believes!

His source is most divine, most sacred, you.

He looked at your hands, he wanted to kneel and kiss your feet at that moment, grab your legs and never let you go, spread the veil of power that you had on your head, because the pleasure.

It's the most splendid thing you brought and the thought of serving you was much greater satisfaction than continuing that farce.

Bi Han was madman devoted, but it was for you.

Hands tangled in two sweaty bodies, sculpted by perhaps divine perfection.

He lowered himself to you, his priest's cassock, completely rumpled by your brutal and rough movements on Bi Han's poor hole, skin-to-skin sounds echoed with each passage of time.

𝐁𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞.

Bi Han's round, pale ass, now marked by your hands, was a worthy tomb.

"-Please, please my lord-"

As he always did on the nights he lamented about being a weak man, and taking pleasure in thinking about your body dominating him.

But there he was... A delicious sin, a sin of Eden.

There was no regret for him, you were everything he needed and if there was a divine being, a delicious chill, with each thrust stronger and stronger, given by you.

He dirty the church floor, the image reflected in the marble was of a submissive Bi Han and a mess, a angelic mess.

"-Don't stop, please, Oh Lord-" He screamed at you, his hands and legs sought some relief from the lack of support in your body, he reached release, staining both bodies moments after begging and worshiping you.

And it was, at your feet, the world, all luxury.

𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐤, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐄𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧."

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Hii!! 👋🏻 I just read the lee Han fic during their predut era and it's the cutest thing ever😫🥺 And it got me thinking, so the boys went to the met gala right and they looked super nervous, esp. Seungmin and Chan. And then I saw those jerk photographers comments and I had a thought. 🤭😙What if after the event, when the boys go back to their hotel rooms to rest, they sort of finish their night time routines and just gather in one room and then everyone sort of has a tickle fight to sorta get rid of the nerves and lift the mood. And like what if they all go crazy and just tire eo out and play games and have snacks and pillow fights and stuff and end up sleeping in a big pile together 🤭🥰 I really love your writing style and did love it of you could write something with this but it's okay if you don't want to as well. Hope you have a great day/afternoon/night Sana❤️❤️

Also can I please be 😛 anon? Or 🐰or 🪼?

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙝:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.1k

𝙖/𝙣: i put two random members for the header okay, also the photographers at the met gala what the actually fuck it made me so angry 😡

𝙩/𝙬: swearing, rough tickling, I WROTE THIS LIKE TWO HOURS AFTER THE REQUEST FORGIVE ANY MISTAKES

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s 🐾

“Those photographers were fucking jerks!!” Felix growled, shaking his head in disapproval.

Everyone watched in fear; it wasn’t often their brownie boy was upset. 

“Calm down, Lixie. I think we just need to rest.” Chan sighed, Felix sighing before setting his coat on the couch of thier private hotel room. 

Everyone filed into a line to place their coats gently over each other, throwing off their gala outfits and replacing them with tees and tank tops. 

Changbin sighed. “Finally, these are way more comfy. I loved our outfits, though.” 

Seungmin nodded in agreement. “I feel so stiff and upset about those photographers, though.” He grumbled. 

Jisung nodded, pulling his shirt on. “I hated it. They were so rude. Emma was nice, though.” He smiled, and everyone began to talk and laugh. 

After eating, Chan pounced on Seungmin on the bed. “Stop being so upset. I’ll cheer you up!!” Followed by fingers slipping under his shirt and into his belly button, earning a loud shriek from Minnie before loud laughter filled the room. 

“AHHAAAHAAA!! HYUHUHUNG!! DOHOHONT!!” Seungmin whined, twisting around with a wide grin on his face. 

“But we should.” Minho replied with a fond smile, leaning over to blow raspberries onto Seungmin’s neck, causing the vocalist to scream and thrash crazily. 

“You shouldn’t be talking!” Jeongin announced bravely, pulling Chan off of Seungmin and digging into his hips immediately, causing Channie to bark out a laugh. 

Of course, Chan was stubborn and kept his lips shut, trying to keep himself from laughing. 

His strength was zapped from the effort, making it so much more easy for Hyunjin to pin him down. 

Seungmin was still laughing crazily as Minho blew raspberries onto his belly, Jisung and Changbin helping to hold down the thrashing vocalist. 

“Tell us your worst spot and this will be easier, hyung!” Innie grunted, slipping his hands underneath Channie’s shirt to tickle at his sides. 

Then the dam broke. 

“Jackpot!” Jeonginnie crowed happily as Chan shrieked and burst into loud, uncontrollable, crackly laughter. 

“NOHOHOHOO!! AHHH AGHAH AHH STOPPP AHAAAHAHAAA!!” Channie screeched desperately, suddenly whipping his head around when he heard a high-pitched squeal. 

Hyunjin screamed dramatically as Minho found his next target, taking a deep breath before finding the ferret’s sides, blowing out as hard as he could. 

“STAHAHAHAHA—!!” Hyune begged desperately, cackles pouring out of him in an uncontrollable rate. “AHHAAAHHAAHHA!!”

Jeongin finally let up on Chan, causing the leader to jump onto Jisung, pulling him off of Hyunjin.

Felix attacked Innie’s side promptly, causing the maknae to dissolve into a puddle of messy giggles. 

“Wahahait! Hyuhung—AH!!” He squealed and fell desperately back into Felix’s arms, the small raspberries on his neck making his laugh squeaky and cute. 

Minho immediately realized the next target and left a limp Hyunjin to recover on the bed. 

“HAAHAHAHAHA!! WHY AHAM IHI BEHEHEING GAHAHAHANGED UP ON?! CHEHEHEATERS THIHIS IS SO UHUHUNFAIR!!” Jisung could barely get his words out, three pair of heads (Chan, Minho, Seungmin) pushed into his belly and blew the most torturous raspberries he had ever felt onto his tummy. 

Hannie screamed desperately as more heads joined, sending him ballistic. “STAHAHAHAHAP OHOHO MY GAHAHAHAD!!” He shrieked. 

Jisung managed to get the strength to push his fingers right into Minho’s belly button, causing the dancer to jolt aggressively and squeal, causing half the group to pile onto him and reduce him to a laughing puddle of hysterics. “AH!! HAHAHAHA GUHUHUYS AHH!!” Minho screamed. 

“AHHHH AHHAHAHAHAA!! STAHAHAHAP NOHOT MEHEHE!!” He shrieked when Changbin pushed his head onto his v-line, blowing out as hard as he could. 

Minho scratched and slammed at Binnie’s shoulders and back, screams clawing their way out of his throat one by one. 

Minho slipped his hands around and found the edge of Changbin’s shirt, slipping his hands up and drilling into the rapper’s ribs as fast as he could, leaving Changbin’s eyes to widen in surprise before a loud scream filled the room. 

Binnie fell over immediately in a fit of ticklishness, hands fighting with Minho’s as the older got onto his lap, hands still scribbling everywhere under his shirt. 

”EHEHEHAHAHAHA!!“ Changbin screeched, kicking around and screaming when Minho gained his strength back and threw his shirt up, pressing his lips to the small pudge on Binnie’s tummy. 

”You ready, Bunny?“ Minho didn’t even let the rapper respond before blowing a buzzing raspberry onto the sensitive spot. 

“NO!! NOHOHO NO NAHAHAH NOHOT THEHERE PLEHEHEHEASE!!” Changbin was hysterical immediately. 

“Oh? This spot gets you begging in no time!” Minho exclaimed, leaning back down and blowing raspberry after raspberry, causing tears of mirth to slip down the rapper’s red cheeks. 

Meanwhile, Chan narrowed his eyes, catching a certain brownie boy trying to escape the situation by hiding behind Hyunjin, who was the least likely to attack him. 

“STAHAHAHAHAP!! HYUHUHUHUHUNG!!” Changbin’s screams echoed through the room as Chan chased after Felix, the brownie boy’s squeals lost over the black-haired rapper’s howls of laughter. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE!!—I cahant!! I CAHANT HYUNG NO!!” Binnie managed to pull Minho’s head up for a few seconds, but the dancer was merciless, latching onto the boy’s belly like glue. 

“NOHOHO NONO!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASEEAAHHAHAHA!!” Changbin let out a howled bout of exhausted laughter, cackles pouring out of him endlessly. 

Chan managed to pin Felix and slip a finger into his belly button just as Minho let up on Binnie’s pudge, the rapper slumping underneath him in exhaustion. 

“WAHAHAHAHAIT!!” 

Even Binnie’s head turned at the screech Felix let out, grabbing at Chan’s wrists as the leader dug into his clothed side. 

His thin shirt offered very little protection, not that it mattered considering the black-haired menace was pulling up at it to get the sensitive skin. 

“Hyung…DOONT!!” Felix screeched as Chan ducked his head near his belly button. 

“Everybody got raspberries today, except you. I’ll fix that!” Chan giggled, blowing out into the little button, causing Felix to let out an ungodly scream before descending into the loudest laughter Chan had ever heard from him. 

“STAHAHAHAP!! YOUHURE SO MEHEHEHEHEAN!!” Felix whined, bucking up with a desperate cry when another raspberry made its way to his side. 

“OKAHAY OKAHAHAY!! CHRIHIS PLEASE!!” Felix finally gave in, slumping under the leader and drumming his heels into the floor, throwing his head back and laughing and laughing. 

“Okay, okay. Big baby.” Chan laughed, everyone breathing heavily for air. Binnie fell off the bed and onto the pile of giggly men on the floor. 

Minho rocked the bunny to sleep, whispering sweet nothings in his ear while the others snored softly. 

Their backs aching the next morning was either because of their sleeping spot on the floor or from the aggressive wrestling coming with the tickling. 

Or it’s because Chan’s old now—

LMAOO

[wonderland-smile-stories]

Black eyes

I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes and how poorly written this is.

Sorry Eun-hyuk, but I really need to get to my room. Carefully I slip past everyone trying not to get myself notice. Nobody was really guarding the door to the stairs, so if I'm quick and silent I can sneak upstairs. With my axe on my back, I slowly open the door after I unlocked it.

It made a little noise, but nobody came to investigate. I let out a deep breath when I finally closed the door fully behind me. Okay, that's done. The only thing I have to do now is get to my room alive and in one piece. I look up at the many stairs letting out a sigh.

Up to the thirteenth floor, I go.

I feel bad for Hyun-su that he has to do all those stairs every day. Every time I complain about it to Eun-hyuk he just brushes it off. It's the only way that everybody can survive. Risking someone's life for your own is just selfish and wrong. I try to convince him to let me go with Hyun-su, but he won't let me. It's like he doesn't want to risk my life even though Hyun-su and I are the same.

I took a break from walking when I came to the seventh floor. Until now I haven't heard or seen anything that could attack me. Maybe the monsters left the building seeing that they couldn't find someone to kill.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard something from behind me. It sounded like something was coming up the stairs. Carefully I walked to the banister trying to see if something was coming. It took me a minute, but I saw what looked like a shadow coming up the stairs behind me.

Whatever was behind me was just one floor behind, so I had to think quickly. The door to the seventh floor stood open so I quickly slipped inside. Leaning my back against the wall I try to listen if I could hear it coming this way or if it would just pass me.

I held my breath when I hear it coming closer, but it just stopped suddenly. A frown came to my face when I just stood there a minute not hearing anything anymore. Did I imagine it?

Slowly I came from behind the corner looking into the stairwell.

Nothing.

Nothing was here. Carefully I fully came into the stairwell looking upstairs if it had passed without making a sound. I couldn't hear anything. It's like it disappeared in thin air.

"Mi-na."

A soft voice came from behind me together with a hand on my shoulder. A yell came out of my mouth while I spun around to see whoever was behind me.

"Hyun-su?" I breathe out holding my chest.

He was standing behind me with his spear in one hand and his backpack on his shoulders.

"What the hell are you doing here? Are you following me?" I question looking him up and down.

"I uhm I." He stammered avoiding eye contact with me.

"How did you even get out of the backroom? Eun-hyuk never let you out at this time of the day."

He scratches the back of his neck before looking up at me.

"Mr. Han saw you sneaking around with your axe, so he asked if I could go after you just in case." I slowly nodded my head.

"But how the hell did he convince Eun-hyuk to let you out?"

He opens his mouth to answer but quickly shut it to think more about his answer.

"He didn't. It was his turn to stand guard. When nobody looked he had grabbed my stuff and let me out." I just know Eun-hyuk is going to be angry when we get back to the first floor.

I shook my head, putting my arms over my chest.

"You don't have to worry about me. Just go downstairs and take a rest you're already exhausted as it is, and I don't want you to make it worst by babysitting me." With that, I turn around and began my journey again to my room.

For a few seconds, I could only hear my footsteps, but that quickly change when another pair was heard behind me. Looking over my shoulder I saw Hyun-su walking behind me.

"Hyun-su, go. I'll be fine." I noted turning around looking down at him.

For once I was taller than him and saw him looking up at me with his big puppy eyes. "I know. But it is something I want to do."

He answers still looking into my eyes. It's the first time he let his eyes stay on mine for more than just a few seconds. I let out a sigh already regretting my decision.

"Fine. Just don't push yourself for me."

He gave me a nod telling me that he understood what I meant. Silently we began to make our journey further up the stairs. It was already late in the evening making it darker than the stairway normally was.

The both of us were quiet trying to hear if something was there and trying not to alert any monsters that we were here. A few times we stopped in our tracks thinking we heard something, but it always seem to be nothing.

We were both just on edge walking around in the dark like this. Finally we reached the thirteenth floor. It was only a couple more steps before we would reach my room safely.

I was just hoping that the monsters had to sleep too and is doing it somewhere far away from here. When we reached the door I quickly unlocked it and walked inside.

It was weird to be back here after these couple of days. Everything was just like I left it like there weren't monsters running around killing everyone in their paths.

Turning around I saw Hyun-su standing at the door looking down at his shoes.

"You know you can come in, right?" I asked making him look up at me.

"Y...yeah I.. I just. Never mind." He mumbled walking inside and closing the door behind him.

I walked to my bedroom, grabbing a backpack from somewhere on the ground. Looking around I began to grab some clothes that were laying around, before walking to my closet. I stop walking around when I pass my mirror.

The girl in front of me was covered in sweat, dirt, and blood. Just putting on new clothes is not going to help a lot. My eyes when to my bathroom. I could easily take a quick shower.

Throwing my bag on my bed I walked to my door to talk to Hyun-su. He was looking around but quickly turned to face me when I called his name.

"Hyun-su, I'm going to take a quick shower to get rid of all the blood and stuff. If something happens give me a yell okay?" He nodded his giving me a soft okay.

I'm so happy I can get this dirt off of me. The dried-up blood has been itching in some places. The shower felt like heaven after all those days covered in dirt, sweat, and blood.

Wrapping the towel around my body I carefully stepped out of the shower. I turned around to look at my clothes when I saw that they weren't there.

"Shit," I mutter out realizing in had forgotten them in my room.

I tighten the towel around my body before opening the door. I look at the bedroom door and saw that it was half closed and I couldn't see where Hyun-su was, which mean he couldn't see me.

Trying to be as silent as I can be I walk to my bed grabbing my shorts and two shirts.

Suddenly the hair on my neck began to stand up, making me quickly turn around. My eyes widen when I saw Hyun-su standing just some inches away from me.

His eyes were covered in the black color I have seen before, together with that big smile on his lips.

"Hyun-su, what are you doing?" I mutter out, putting a tighter grip on the towel.

His head tilted to the side, just like a confused puppy would do.

"Can you get out I need to change?"

I took a step back hoping to great some distance, but it only made him a step forwards.

"I wonder."

It was still his voice. It was still Hyun-su's voice. I know that, yet it gave me the creeps when it came out of his mouth.

"What?" I asked confused moving further backward. 

"I wondered for a long time why he held on." That sentence didn't help me figure out what he meant. I swallow thickly before speaking up.

"You have to be more clear if you want me to know what you mean." I was still walking backward not liking the closeness between me and him, but that was cut short when my back hit the wall behind me.

Shit.

"He doesn't want to give in. And I was wondering what the reason behind it was." Is he talking about Hyun-su not turning in a complete monster?

I know that this was his monster side and it had taken over him completely.

"Maybe it is because he's strong enough to resist." A chuckle left his lips before shaking his head.

"Maybe. I don't know honestly. He was close to turning in the beginning but over time it change. I don't think the reason behind it is because he wants to help those ungrateful people downstairs."

Not everyone downstairs is ungrateful for what he was doing.

"Well, if you ever find out you can let me know, but for now I don't care. Now, if you would like to excuse me I need to get dressed."

I was about walk past him when he grabbed my shoulders slamming me into the wall I just leaned against.

I could feel it break the moment my back and head made contact with it. I wanted to fall on my knees because of the hit on my head, but his grip was so tight that he held me up.

"What the hell?!" I hist grabbing with one hand one of his wrists.

"There is something about you." While he spoke his grip tightened on my shoulders making it seem like he would break them any second now.

"Something is hiding behind your eyes." My breath began to quicking, while the room began to spin around me.

"He knows."

Shut up I hiss at the voice in my head. This isn't the time to come out now.

"If I don't he will hurt you or maybe kill you." I shook my head trying to get the dizziness out of my head, but it didn't really help.

"I don't know what you mean," I answer back hoping he would back off.

The answer I got was his hand gripping my throat slowly squeezing it.

"Hy...Hyun..su thi....is...is...nt.... y... you." I choke out digging my nails into his hand that was only tightening.

"How do you know huh?! You don't even know me enough to be sure this isn't me."

A gasp left my mouth when I felt myself being lifted up from the ground.

"I spe...nd eno...ugh tim...e wi.. yo..u to know th...ath it is...t tr...ue." I gasp out feeling how with every word he tightens further and further.

"Why are even spending your time on me? Normal people stay away from me. Are you just hanging around me to use me like the rest of those idiots downstairs?!"

I could feel myself slipping away.

I had to do something before it was too late.

I'm sorry Hyun-su.

I place the hand that was holding his wrist on his chest, making him fly backwards through the door. He came down with a horrible cracking sound. A deep breath rush through my lungs the moment I hit the ground with my feet.

My eyes when to Hyun-su who was still laying on the ground emotionless. Coughs left my lips while I took a few steps toward the door, but came quickly to a halt when I hear laughs coming from his body.

Without even giving him a chance to stand up I shut the door locking it. I'm pretty sure he could break the door if he wanted to, but this was all I got for now. Taking the clothes from the ground I quickly put them on before he could come in.

My whole body hurt while I was putting them on, but I didn't slow down. When I was done I stop moving and try to listen if I could still hear him. To my surprise, it was completely silent except for my ragged breath.

Did he leave?

Did he change back to himself?

I lowered myself to the keyhole to see if there was anything I could see, but everything seemed to be normal. I can't stay here forever.

What if they send someone up here and Hyun-su is still not his normal self? Or what if he's stupid enough to go out by himself? I'm pretty sure his monster side doesn't mind fighting another monster seeing last time he wanted to kill one.

Biting the inside of my cheek I began considering what I could do. I can still heal if he would do something to me. It would be better if it was me than somebody else. I let out an annoying sigh before taking the door knob in my hand.

It would be smart if I had a weapon on hand, but there was nothing in my room I could use to defend myself with. Besides my axe is just a few steps from where I was now. I don't want to kill him with it, but I could use the blunt end to hit him if it was necessary.

Okay, this is no big deal.

Carefully I unlock the door before opening the door slowly. I poke my head out first to see if he was near, but that didn't seem the case.

Did he just leave?

Idiot.

With slow steps, I walked completely out the door hoping I could reach my axe before something could happen. I had taken only a few steps when I was tackled to the ground.

For the second time today, my head hit the something hard. I began to thrash around trying to get away from Hyun-su who seem determinate to hurt or even kill me.

At one point I had managed to push him off and to crawl away, but he quickly grabbed my ankle dragging me back to him.

It was a struggle for the both of us, but at the end he had pinned my wrist next to my head while sitting on top of me.

For someone who doesn't has a lot of muscle he's damn strong.

"Get off!" I yelled trying to get my wrist free from his grip.

He shook his head still with that smile on his face.

"I want to see them!"

"What?" I asked completely confused.

"Show me your eyes."

What is he talking about?

My eyes are open...

Oh

"I don't know what you're talking about."

He let out a laugh.

"You think I'm stupid!" His grip on my wrists tightened with every word.

"Show me!"

I shook my head refusing to give in. I can't let him find out. He would know that I have lied to him this whole time.

"Hyun-su stop! This isn't you! You're letting your anger control your actions!" I yelled, but my words didn't seem to go through him.

I have to find a way to snap him out of it, but unlike the last time hurting him doesn't seem to help.

A scream left my lips when I felt my left wrist snap underneath his hand.

"This is the first of many if you don't show me." He hissed putting pressure on the broken wrist.

A gasp left my lips when I felt the bones grind together.

"O...okay! Okay!" I sobbed looking at him from my wrist.

He needs to snap out of this, but hurting him doesn't seem to work anymore. I watch him lean closer and a thought came to my mind.

When he was close enough for me to reach him I push upwards placing my lips on him while closing my eyes.

I could feel his body freeze and I thought he would push me off, but he did nothing at first.

I felt his grip grew weaker around my wrist so I quickly sat up higher putten my hand with the un broken wrist on his cheek.

A few seconds after my hand touched his cheek I could feel pressure on my lips. I have no idea if this was the real him or if the monster was playing games with me.

Slowly I pulled away from him opening my eyes. He was breathing hard with his eyes still close.

I was scared if they would open I would see black, but when they opened his eyes were back to normal.

A confused look was on his face, but it quickly changed to a shocked one before he pushed himself off of me moving far away from me.

"I. I didn't. I'm so sorry." He mutters out looking at me.

I shook my head sitting up completely now with my broken wrist in my other hand.

"It's okay," I whisper giving him a small smile.

He shook his head standing up.

"No, it's not! look at your wrist!" I stood up wanting to walk closer to him, but he just took a step back shaking his head.

"No, don't. You should stay away from me like I have told you befor. You are hurt because of me! I'm the monster everyone is afraid of."

I wanted to speak up and argue back, but before I could even utter a word out he ran to the door grabbing his backpack and weapon before leaving me alone.

Without thinking I ran after him hoping I could calm him down.

"Hyun-su wait!"

—————-—————

Hey, it’s been a long time since I posted something 😅. This is a oneshot with the original character from my fanfic that I’m still working on. I think I’m going to wait until season two of Sweet Home to post it. Because I’m curious how they will continue it. Plus I want to see if my ending is going to end up well with the beginning of season two.

[vindicated-truth]

"He disciplined you himself and transferred you? It looks like your father threw you under the bus to save himself."

No wonder Dongsik had such a bad impression of Joowon's character at the beginning of the series.

This is what he believed at the start: that Joowon was nothing more than Han Kihwan's puppet working at his behest.

He wrongly believed that Joowon being transferred to Manyang was Han Kihwan's doing, for Joowon to quickly cover up Lee Geumhwa's case, regardless of whether or not her death was his or his father's fault—because at this point in the story, Dongsik still had no idea why Han Joowon, elite Police University graduate and star of the prestigious Foreign Affairs Department, with the power and pedigree to back him, got transferred to a small rural substation in Manyang in the first place.

Dongsik didn't know yet, at this point, that contrary to what he believed, it was against Han Kihwan's wishes that Joowon willingly got himself transferred to Manyang—following the last known location on the tracker on Lee Geumhwa's phone, no doubt—because he felt responsible for Lee Geumhwa's disappearance and wanted to find her.

(I remember @striving4mikey making a post about this too, about how Joowon had always been like Dongsik, in being determined to fulfill his responsibility in finding people who are missing—even those whom society willingly choose to forget, like Lee Geumhwa.

In many ways he was already meant to be the man he was at the end of the series, he just had to undergo further metamorphosis throughout the course of the story before then, by becoming much more humane and empathetic.

This was taught to him by Dongsik himself: how to care in the concrete, instead of the abstract, so that Joowon would never again make the same mistake of letting cool indifference or unwarranted arrogance make him carelessly mishandle precious human life.)

But Dongsik did not know this.

And the thing is—Joowon never bothered to let him know.

Joowon didn't bother to correct Dongsik—mostly because at this point in the story Dongsik was someone he didn't trust anyway and didn't see the point of defending himself to, but also because he felt guilty.

Whatever Dongsik was wrongly accusing him of, Joowon let him, because in some weird masochistic way, letting his primary suspect / accomplice to a serial murder (because at this point his accusation has now changed from Dongsik being the killer to one who was protecting the killer) wrongly accuse him of not only pushing Lee Geumhwa to her death, but covering it up, was the kind of lashings he accepted from Dongsik as what he perhaps believed was part of his due punishment.

(It does make you wonder about Joowon's psyche, and how he had grown up, for him to believe—even expect—that even his smallest mistakes, in the grand scale of an image of perfection, deserve punishment and lashings like this. It's the way he practically demanded the officer investigating him, and later on Dongsik himself, to punish him. That's not a normal psyche to have, and it makes you wonder why he believes it.)

It's fascinating to now realize that Joowon was acting exactly like Dongsik, but for extremely opposite reasons:

Dongsik was deliberately making Joowon believe the worst of his accusations about Dongsik because Dongsik wanted Joowon to act, to be interested enough in the case, if only to defend himself, and see it through to its resolution.

Joowon, on the other hand, was letting Dongsik believe the worst of his accusations about Joowon because Joowon simply believed he deserved the lashings.

He did not, at any point in the story, defend himself from Dongsik. At all. Not just for Han Kihwan's crimes, but for his own.

Had Dongsik not followed Joowon all the way to Busan when Joowon was tracking Yoon Mihye's trail and finally learned the real reason why Joowon got transferred to Manyang, and had Dongsik himself not gotten a hold of Joowon's file as he was finally also given a chance to "investigate" Joowon's culpability in Lee Geumhwa's death—Dongsik never would've known that his accusations about Joowon in the beginning were wrong.

Joowon—heartbreakingly so—was just going to let Dongsik perpetually believe the worst of him, had Dongsik never bothered to find out for himself.