#/HI SHIIIII!

[darabeatha]

@ardenssolis said ; "So, Jason, was the voyage worth it in the end?" [hi smol] / 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

❝ Was that voyage worth it? Let me put it this way; would you give everything in your life for one second of glory ? for not even a tangible future, just for one beautiful dream ? everything you have ? I did. That voyage... See it under any lens, you don't need to be a genius to come to the conclusion that it was not worth it. Did it make me learn anything? Hell, did that even matter ? To who was I even supposed to show my change of heart ? Was I even conscious of that ? Did I return as the same man I was when I left or was I so blind that I could not even tell any difference ? Before I could mourn this wreckage of a dream and gulp down my own despair, I was crushed by the very same ship that allowed this feverish dream to sail. The dead can't learn from their mistakes, I can only say I would do it again differently now because I now have a second chance to make things different. ❞

[slut4sugu]

𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎- (spencer reid editon) <3

that little book scan thing he does with his fingers. (Need I say more like omfg)

talking to you softly in that voice, yk the one . While making direct eye contact no less; reid does this more so when he wants to tease you or get a serious read on what your underlying intentions are. Though 88% of the time he doesn’t have to do this considering your tells are pretty obvious. It never hurts to see you all flustered and stumbling on your words when he does this. when (I was watching the infamous 11x11 episode I could only ENVY way Reid was talking to cat. I mean we all know he was playing her but come fucking on. I understand why she would be acting like how she did, I mean shiiiii. )

the way he sits (specifically after season 12 good god; it’s not exactly manspreading but it’s damn near it. And when he does it good lord, you could be talking about the details of the unsubs mo but once reid sits down suddenly your teeth are gnawing down on your bottom lip.

Tilts your chin up; and the thing is half the time when he does this it’s not even in a dominating or commanding way. It’s more so of him just wanting to see your eyes when you talk and those pretty lips of yours <3

does that little waist move thing when he realizes your closer to the street than he is; as a sweet, caring boyfriend he wouldn’t dare to let his darling walk near there street like that. So of course he’ll run his hand along your lower back, guiding you to the safer part of the street.

when he says good morning/ hi sweetheart I’m his morning voice UGH; it’s not too gruff or raspy just like soft but like butterfly inducing. That little smile he gives you when you finally wake up doesn’t help either.

that little puppy dog eye thing he does; it actually drives you ridiculously crazy when your sweet, golden retriever like of a boyfriend does this, it’s almost criminal. Cuz you would think he’s trying to tease you. He’s trying to mess with you right? No, surprisingly. Hes either begging you for physical attention or promising you that he’ll come back after a case. Promising to shower you in kisses and flowers as soon as he returns.

Honorable mentions <33

kisses you like he needs you to breathe

when he man handles unsubs

that one scene of him pining an unsub down with his foot

[luvlyycy]

face-sitting , kinda fluffy at the end, idk loser tomura (college au)

"god, you suck at this."

"it's my first fucking time, i told you that." he groans as he attempts to eat you out, your hands in his long hair— "tomu, you keep missing my clit." you can tell he's getting frustrated.

"get off." you mumble, pushing his face away from your pussy— you watch as he leans back, and if you could pinpoint his feelings you'd think he's about to cry.

"lay on your back, I'll just hump your face." you mumble out, watching his face change from disappointment to excitement as he lays on his back, one of his hands flipping his hair up to get comfortable.

you climb on top of him, finger lightly tracing the skeleton on his oversized hoodie as you do before your legs are on either side of his head.

he's blessed, he thinks— your sticky pussy is gonna be rubbing all over his face, using him as your toy. he's so close to cumming.

you sink your hips until you feel his lips against your pussy, your manicured fingers dipping into his hair, "stick your tongue out all the way." you demand, and he listens— his tongue lolls out of his mouth, the warm muscle already grinding against your clit.

"good boy." you hum, grinding your pussy against his tongue— his tongue occasionally dipping into your hole as your clit bumps his nose.

he's moaning into your pussy, white-knuckling the sheets as you fuck his face.

finally, he's finally fucking good for something.

you speed up your hips, as you begin to moan— some of your juices falling down his cheeks n chin as he attempts to drink all of you up— you taste fucking amazing, he thinks.

"ohhh fuck, tomu. feels s'good baby, g'nna cum all over your face."

he growls into your cunt, arms wrapping around your thighs— "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," he chants into your pussy— maybe it's because your close to cumming, or you're extremely horny but, the way he's slobbering on your pussy and panting into you is really doing it for you, "cum on my fucking face— cum, cum, fuck please, please. wan' you t'cum really, really bad. please." he begs.

"oh fuck, oh fuck— holy shiiiii-iit!—" you gasp, attempting to pull your hips off of his face only for him to hold you there. he wants to look up at your but your stupid skirt is in the fucking way.

once you come down from your high, he finally lets you go and you sit on his chest.

tomura's eyes squint, his face is flushed a bright pink instead of his usual pale skin and maybe just maybe, you could say you like this guy.

"can you be my girlfriend?"

"no."

"please?"

"okay, fine."

now you have to drag this pathetic loser everywhere on campus, your friends will have a field day with that. you place your hand over his cock only to jump slightly at the wet damp spot on his pants— "did you fucking cum on yourself?" you laugh out, as you wipe your hand on his chest.

"fuck you, it's your fucking fault. get off of me." he groans in embarrassment and pushes you off. you pout as you lay beside him, eyes scanning the room for your panties.

tomura gets on top of you,

"you aren't fucking me."

"i'm not trying to." he huffs as he wraps his arms around you, laying his head on your chest in a silent attempt to thank you.

[qqhez]

Hiiii! :))

This is kinda one of my first times requesting, so I don't know if I'll do this right, so please bare with me 🙏😞

Since you're asking for requests, I thought about a fem!reader x Hwang In-Ho smut one shot? I don't know if you're willing to do aus, but maaaybe a professor!Hwang In-Ho x student!reader au (legal ofc) where the reader is in love with his professor and thinks he doesn't know (he has heard her talk with her friends before) because she's well behaved and all of these things (the professor definitely knows, he just finds it cute and she's much younger). He isn't giving any signs of liking her back, so she thinks he's oblivious (she's grateful for that), till the final day of classes where the professor is giving the final grades, and she got the best of the class, so he manages to give her grades to her the last, keeping them alone in the classroom? And then confessions and smut ensues?

You can change it to your liking, sorry if I wrote too much :')

TYSM IN ADVANCE 💕💕

-🪐 anon (since now)

OMG THIS IS AN AMAZINGGG IDEA THANK YOU SM 🪐 I LOVE YOU❤️❤️

TEACHERS PET // HWANG IN-HO

Pairing: student!reader x teacher!Hwang In-Ho

Warnings: smut so 18+, teacher x student, no protection (I forgor), praising, lowk ddlg idfk, huge age gap, creampie, ig thats it?

An: shiiiii im sorry if this feels really rushed🙁 school just started again and I’m so tired😪 pls enjoy🙏 also omg I watched Bungee Jumping Of Their Own today and I cried so much :(

In school everyone knew you as the kind and well behaving girl. All the teachers liked you and you were top of your class. But between your friends you were known for having a crush on your teacher. All of your friends knew about it, because you cant keep your mouth shut. But what can you do when your teacher is hot as hell and just soo dreamy. In fact you spent many classes just dreaming about him and not getting any work done.

Right after the bell rings, In-ho’s students slowly arrive in his classroom. He’s usually at the door greeting the students, and of course looking for his favourite student who is of course you. He tried not to smile at you as you walked in and sat with your friends. And of course, again, you spent the whole class just looking at him.

At the end of the class he got up and said to the whole class, “I’m really glad that I got to teach you all this year. Now I’ll give you all your final tests back. When you hear your name, come here for a moment and after that you’re free to leave.” You were sat at the very back of the classroom with your friends. You actually wanted to sit at the very front, so you could be close to In-Ho, but your friends dragged you to the back.

Finally, he called your name. You were the very last one in the room. You quickly got up and walked over to his desk. “Here. Good job.” In-Ho said as he handed the paper to you. He watched you smile, when you saw that you got the best grade possible. “You’re my top student.” He told you, as he got up and gave you a little pat on the shoulder. Right when you’re about to thank him, he interrupts you. “I need to talk to you about something”

As you heard those words leave his mouth, it felt like your heart skipped a beat. ‘Is this it? Does he like me?’ Were the only things in your mind. For three years, you had been giving him signs that you were really in love with him. But you never got anything back from him, until now.

“I’ve heard what you’ve said about me to your friends.” He said with a grin on his face. “Oh! Sir I’m so sorry-” you manage to say before he interrupts you again. “It’s okay. I have those feelings towards you too.” He said and stood up from his chair and taking a step closer to you. He lifted your chin up with his fingers and looked lovingly in your eyes. You hesitated for a moment but still crashed your lips together with him. You started to make out on his desk.

You made out for some time and slowly, you pulled away from him even though it was really difficult. “What if Someone catches us?”you asked while you were still holding his face in your hands. “Look.” He pointed at the clock. “You’re not my student anymore, so it’s okay.” He reassured you. ”you still wanna do this?“ he asked, playing his hands on your hips. You looked in his eyes and said ”Yes.”

He pulled you by your hips and turned you around, so that now you were bending over his desk. He put most of his weight on you so you couldn’t get away from him and slowly kissed you down from your neck to your thighs. This was easy for him, because you usually wore a skirt to school, or at least in the summer. When he lifted your skirt up to reveal your panties, a small ‘aww’ left his mouth, when he saw the cute pink panties you were wearing.

“My god.. you’re soaking wet! You really want me this bad?”

You tried to hide your face from all this embarrassment. “Mmmmhm” was all you could let out. You couldn’t even think about what’s gonna happen next, when your panties were pulled down and his fingers were inside of you. You couldn’t help but moan. “Shhhh.. it’s okay…” he whispered while coming up to kiss your neck again.

He pulled his fingers out of you, so that he could unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. Few seconds without his fingers got you all whiny and desperate to feel him again. “Are you ready?” He said while stroking his cock a few times, even though it was hard already. “Yes.. please, be gentle..” you whined as he began to spread your folds.

He managed to only get the tip in, and you were already a moaning mess. He made sure he was being really gentle with you and always checking that you were okay. “Good girl. You’re doing so good.” He praised you as he started thrusting into you harder.

You kept gripping on the papers on his desk as you came closer to your orgasm. The way he was grunting and letting out small moans made you sure that he was close too. “Mm im gonna come-” he grunted in your ear as he sped up his thrusts. And that was it. You both came at the same time.

He waited for a small moment and before he pulled out,he kissed you on the lips again. ”my baby, you did so good. Tomorrow at the same time?” He asked as you pulled your panties back up. “That’s a deal.”you said and kissed him again.

[maleyanderecafe]

i haven't seen any news here yet but have u seen the newest update for 14 days with you? ren in day 3 got me blushing and shiiiii 🤪 and his new hairstyles? gahdamn 😮‍💨

It's been a long time coming, but I played the update! I actually had to wait since at the time there was a 3.5 update coming out so I just waited until that came out before deciding to play the entire thing. Lots of new and changed things, the artwork is great as always.

Since in my original recommendation I already gave summary on the first day, I'm going to first note some changes for the first day before summarizing the second day.

In the first day, we can now change the length of Haruko's hair, which in turn changes Ren's hair as well. In addition, we get a conversation from our boss Conan who talks about repairing the library. Depending on options, we also meet up with two friends while walking home, Jay and Leon. As I'm aware, these are the major changes that happen in the first day.

During the second day, Ren accompanies Angel out on a date before the two run into Leon and Teo, Angel's ex (or fling). Teo and Ren get very bitter towards each other, showcasing that Teo is kind of a bad ex, still being rather possessive towards Angel while Leon tries to keep everyone's cool. Afterwards, Angel and Ren go eat out in a cafe (with an easter egg that Angel can actually like an goth look that they see a passerby with, a reference to Redacted's look). Angel and Ren decide to go to a store where a girl named Olivia starts flirting with Ren. Ren is clearly uncomfortable, but Angel sees this as a possibility that Ren might be interested in her, due to how they were treated by Teo in the past. As the two end their date, it starts to rain and Ren goes out to get an umbrella. After taking a long time, Angel starts to believe that Ren has ditched them and can choose to leave or stay. Either way, Ren comes back in the nick of time and offers them to either go to their place or Ren's (though in the end the two go to Ren's). Ren's place is very clean and modern, almost as if it was never really used, fitting considering Ren is a programmer. Ren insists on Angel staying (through glitchy text) and they can either decide to stay in their room or have a good time with Ren in his room.

The next day, Ren makes Angel some breakfast (and cute moments) before Angel heads out back to work. It seems that Elanor has some work to do and one of the shelves fell on her thus causing her to leave early (wonder who could have caused that). Elanor's sister, Kiara comes to visit and hang out as well. Teo comes in as well and immediately goes towards Elanor who gets smitten with him. Angel can decide to join in on Teo and Kiara's "date" to make sure nothing happens to her, but not before Conan pulls them aside to make sure they're safe (in general) because of the accident that Elanor had. If they do they end up all going to a bookstore where Angel finds Ren reading behind some shelves, but not before being interrupted by Moth who calls them and chats them up. Leon then also suggests having a double date at an aquarium the next day (this is also the same thing he asks if you decide to not join in on the date and instead go home). They briefly meet Olivia outside their apartment who asks what their relationship with Ren is before leaving. In the end they go home where they can invite someone over, go to their place or call them. With Elanor, Angel will air out their distaste for Teo and warns her to be careful, with Violet, the two discuss the date and Angel's feelings on it, with Conan, they chat a bit about the discussion, with Jae, they chat a bit before talking about the date, Angel talks to Leon about how worried they are about Teo and Elanor, Angel and Teo snidely talk about each other and Moth chat about the date as well, but all of them either send Angel home because of a phone call or the reception gets busted in some way or another. Ren also ends up coming over at the end of all of these, talking about the murder, the place that Angel is living at before watching a movie and possibly having more sexy times. There are also some easter eggs for certain people as well if you are so inclined.

First of all, I will say that the game really maintains the quality of visuals and coding as everything is as clean and as beautiful as when I first played it. Always something nice that's added. I like that you now have the option to change pronouns when you'd like and that you can change the message on your phone and see other character's messages as well. It's a good way to integrate the world inside of the game and it looks good. Each ending where Angel refuses to date Ren has of course Ren booting them back into the main menu and the addition of adding various glitchy effects that stack up as the game goes on depending on choice is a very nice thing as well. It makes me wonder about what consequences it may have in the future. Having to choose Ren's hair length via Haruka's hair length is fun too and changes the cgs as well which is kind of cool to see. There's more hints of Ren's interference, causing the bookshelf to fall on Elanor, causing any phone calls to be abruptly interrupted to to interference and causing any in person meetings to be interrupted by phone calls. One of the things that I didn't particularly like changed was the event that Olivia dies after her first encounter with Ren, while Angel is waiting for him to get the umbrella. It's shown only through the special screen with the character message stating that she's offline in a very eerie way, something that was a great way to show that Ren had done something to her without explicitly saying it. Of course, in this version, Olivia does not die and instead Angel seems her in the apartment. I can see why it was changed as Ren is shown to be more of a lighter yandere, but I really liked the way that it subtly showed Ren dealing with her in a previous version. Another thing that confused me was the call (video call?) that Angel has with Moth at the bookstore. After seeing Moth's sprite I legitimately thought that they were actually at the store for most of the conversation and I only was able to tell it was a call based on the text box itself. I think a better way to display this is if either Moth's sprite was a bit more transparent or it was changed to be placed in a box to indicate that it was call. The last thing is more of a bug, but if you have skipping on and you hold down the skip key while starting the game, you can actually play the entire game without seeing a single sprite, as you didn't answer the intro questions of name, streamer mode, etc. It also resets when you back to the do answer those questions. Probably can be fixed easily by preventing skipping at least until you actually get to the dialogue.

We get more backstory with Angel and their relationships, especially with Teo. We can see why they are a lot more reserved when it comes to their relationship with Ren, given that they were not treated well when it came to Teo and thus has lingering doubts on whether Angel actually loves them or not. It makes the Olivia and Ren interaction and going home early make more sense (though I am kind of surprised that Angel would want to even talk to Teo given that they probably aren't really on good terms. That and he's a jerk). Most of the conversations after the date talk about Teo as a person and how most of them want to believe that Teo is actually getting better as a person, which seems... weird, given that his behavior does not show otherwise. Personally, I think it's really weird that Angel would even approve Elanor and Teo going on dates in the first place, given that Teo seems to be a terrible person and is the kind that cheats very easily, where Elanor is the type that is more romantic. It is addressed after the various dates and you can actually tell Elanor in person, but I think it's very strange everyone wants these two to actually date given how very different their personalities are and Teo being kind of a huge jerk. I suppose its more like the fact that you can't control if they wanted to date, but I would have thought Angel would have warned Elenor about him considering what Angel and Teo's relationship was like.

Overall, I think the game is making good progression on where it is. Right now it's a little slow though, mostly focusing on dating lives and whatnot, but hopefully we can also get to the mysterious murders that are happening soon enough. Ren is still cute as always and it's fun that you can still tease him in his various scenes.

[percyluvr]

helloo, could i request a leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader headcanons? thanks 🦈

leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader summary: hcs for leo with a daughter of poseidon reader

when y'all first started dating, percy was a bit of a hater

y'know after the whole......... firing on the romans thing

but after a while it was fine

bc y'all r too damn cute

you sneak out of cabin 3 to go see leo a lot

and it's kinda annoying to percy sometimes

cuz you're nowhere near as sneaky as you think you are

but he likes it bc then he can have annabeth over

so it's kinda a win win

but anyways!

you guys sneak out to go sit near the lake

and just cuddle and talk

sometimes y'all fall asleep

and wake up to water splashing your face (it's percy)

other times you sleep in cabin 9

but percy knows either way

he always finds y'all LMFAO

he's so annoying to y'all

but it's all in good fun

bc you and leo prank him back

y'all have like a youtube prank war going on LMAOO

ANYWAYS enough abt percy trynna annoy y'all

leo is such a sweetie

he's always making you things

especially little ocean themed charms for your bracelets

you make him matching bracelets. out of the charms he makes.

UGH my mind

anywho

you sit in cabin 9 watching him make shit

and he gets a lil nervous with you watching him so intensely

sometimes he messes up what he's making because ur so distracting

and he just tries to play it off like he meant to do that

it haunts him at night LMFAOO

anyways

you made him a flame-resistant bracelet bc u know how he was always worried about burning your bracelets

and he actually cried

like he bursted out into tears and gave u the tightest hug ever

he might've cracked one of your ribs

shhh don't tell anyone..

he LOVES when you take him underwater

y'all just be chillin down there from time to time

until percy starts lurking down there too...

percy is a menace to y'all frl

during meals, y'all always sit at the same table

consequences be damned

everyone at camp is SO sick of y'all

pda central i swear

this man COULD NOT get his hands off of you to save his life LMFAO

always cuddling at campfires

late night swims n shiiiii

if ur ever cold

yk he's got u bbygirl

hes like a damn heater

but like

he cant turn it off

so ur like dying of a heat stroke when yall cuddle during the summer

he feels bad

but he loves being close to u

he's always thinking ab how lucky he is to have u

and how he doesnt deserve u

and u know that he thinks that

so ur always reassuring him that hes good enough and u will always love him

hes pretty insecure but he tries to play it off as no big deal

but ur always there for him

and thats something he loves ab u

y'all just get each other on a different levellll

poseidon lowk LOVES him

#prouddad vibes

and hephaestus loves u too

yall lowk got ur dads to be besties

thats how powerful yall r together

y'all are always tg

like 24/7

yall schedule to be in charge of the same activities so you dont have to be away from each other

how yall dont get sick of each other is BEYOND ME

ig thats just how it be when ur in love!

[lipstick-and-libraries]

Between the Lines

PT. 4

𓋜 Pairing: Minho (XO, Kitty) x fem! Reader

𓋜 Series: The Roommate Exchange

𓋜 Summary: When You and Minho are paired for a class project, unexpected moments of honesty and tension arise. Between late-night conversations and shared silences, you discover that some things are harder to hide than you thought.

𓋜 Notes:

Hello my loves!!

I know that I take a while to upload, however, i fully intend to finish this small series and still give you more than just 4 chapters, soo..what would you think about another chapter coming out directly after this as a thank you for everyone who so kindly supports my thoughts that I didnt expect anyone to see.

Anyhow, I hope you guys are fans of slowburn and heartbreak because from now on this rollercoaster will get a little more bumpy, love will do that to you, and especially to You and Minho <3

𓋜 Taglist:

@finnbbl

@literallysza

@knivesdoingcartwheels

@teaandbacon

@dragonwitchy

@formula1mount

@strayk1ds143

@uhsophiesblog

@iweirdthingsblog

@random-human02

@elizabethgracie

@verycoolmiyah

@mintydump

@shiiiii-okayyyy

@munsonsquinn

@tagakalat

@mirahyun

@cultish-corner

A special thank you to everyone on the taglist, i love you guys ꨄ

Please do let me know if i have forgotten you, i keep the names in my notes app so i shouldnt forget anyone but if it happens anyway i am deeply sorry

If you want to be added to the taglist, just put it in the comments, your reposts or in my asks, even if I havent answered I 100% have seen it and added you <33

Enough talking from my side though, enjoy you study date with Minho

The buzz from the creative showcase announcement still lingered around KISS like an unspoken challenge. Posters were plastered on every wall, reminding students of the looming event hosted by none other than Minho’s father—a showcase designed to highlight the best talents at the school. For most, it was an opportunity. For Minho, it was a reminder of everything he tried to avoid: expectations, vulnerability, and being seen beyond the carefully curated persona he presented to the world.

But none of that mattered right now.

Because Minho was staring at the name list posted outside his literature class, and there it was—bold and undeniable:

Group Project Partners: Minho & (Y/N)

He blinked, hoping his eyes were deceiving him. They weren’t.

“Wow,” Q’s voice broke through Minho’s silent panic, appearing over his shoulder with an amused grin. “Fate really isn’t subtle, huh?”

Dae chuckled beside him, leaning casually against the wall. “You’ll survive. Maybe.”

Minho shot them both a glare before shoving his hands into his pockets. “It’s just a project. No big deal.”

But it was a big deal. Because every time he was around (Y/N), he turned into the version of himself he didn’t recognize—awkward, uncertain, and far too aware of every glance, every word, every silence. She had this way of looking at him, like she could see past the walls he’d built, and it unnerved him more than he cared to admit.

The first meeting was scheduled for the library, an attempt to maintain some semblance of professionalism. Minho arrived early—an unfamiliar habit—but he told himself it was because he wanted to pick the best table. Definitely not because he was nervous.

He chose a spot near the back, where the shelves of books created a semi-private alcove. The table was sturdy, the chairs comfortable, and the lighting just bright enough to work without being harsh. He set his bag down, pulled out his notebook, and tried to focus on the assignment sheet. But his mind kept drifting, replaying every interaction he’d ever had with (Y/N), searching for clues on how to navigate this.

When she finally arrived, balancing her laptop and a stack of books, she gave him a polite nod. “Hey.”

“Hey,” Minho replied, sitting up straighter than necessary. He gestured to the chair across from him. “I figured this spot would be quiet enough.”

“Good call,” she said, sliding into the seat and setting her things down. She opened her laptop, the soft glow of the screen illuminating her face as she pulled up their assignment. “So, any ideas?”

Minho scrambled to focus. “Uh, yeah. Maybe we could… compare themes? Like, how the author explores identity or something.”

(Y/N) glanced at him, her expression neutral. “That’s vague.”

“Well, it’s a start,” he muttered defensively, crossing his arms over his chest.

She sighed softly, but there was no malice in it. “Okay. Let’s break it down.”

They worked in relative silence, punctuated by occasional questions and the awkward brush of hands when they reached for the same notebook. Minho tried to ignore the way his heart raced at the brief contact, the way her proximity made it hard to think straight. He wasn’t used to feeling this off-balance, and it frustrated him.

But the real shift happened two hours in.

Minho leaned back in his chair, frustrated with a section they couldn’t seem to crack. “This is pointless.”

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, not looking up from her notes. “The project or your attitude?”

He shot her a look, but there was a flicker of amusement in her eyes that disarmed him. “Both,” he admitted grudgingly.

She set her pen down and tilted her head, studying him. “Why do you always act like nothing bothers you?”

The question caught him off guard. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve got this… façade,” she said, gesturing vaguely. “Like you’ve got everything figured out. But clearly, you don’t.”

Minho’s jaw tightened. “And you think you’ve got me all figured out?”

She shrugged. “No. But you make it pretty easy to see through the act.”

The words stung more than he expected because they were true. He looked away, his fingers tapping restlessly against the edge of the table. Before he could respond, her phone buzzed. She glanced at it briefly, then stood. “I need a break. Coffee?”

Minho hesitated, then stood too. “Yeah. Sure.”

The café near campus was quiet. They sat by the glass, sipping their drinks, the tension from earlier lingering like static. Minho stirred his coffee absently, watching the steam rise in delicate swirls.

“I didn’t mean to hit a nerve,” (Y/N) said eventually, her voice soft. She stirred her own drink, her gaze fixed on the swirling liquid.

Minho stared at his cup. “I’m just used to people assuming things about me, especially because my parents, well, mostly my father, aren't, well.."

He gets quieter with every word, his expression almost showing the hate he has for himself for even mentioning it, or hatred for his father, it was hard for (Y/N) to tell.

"I don’t usually care, but…”

She knew he wasn't going to continue on with the story about his parents, but (Y/N) let him, knowing that if he wanted to, he will bring it up again when he is ready to tell her.

“But?” she prompted gently, her eyes lifting to meet his.

“But you’re not ‘people,’” he admitted, his voice quieter than he intended.

She blinked, clearly not expecting that. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “Well, that’s vague.”

Minho laughed softly, the tension easing slightly. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

“You’re not as complicated as you think, Minho,” she added, her gaze steady.

And just like that, the air shifted again.

That night, back in his dorm, Minho couldn’t shake the conversation. He sat at his desk, staring at his phone, his thumb hovering over the anonymous blog app.

Dae was scrolling on his phone, and Q was fiddling with his headphones, oblivious to Minho’s internal turmoil. Without overthinking, Minho typed:

“How do you stop caring about what someone thinks of you when they see through you so easily? Asking for a friend.”

He hit send before he could regret it, then tossed his phone aside, burying his face in his hands.

The next project meeting was different.

They worked in her dorm this time, Kitty buzzing around briefly before leaving with a sly, knowing grin. Minho tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the papers spread across the floor. For whatever reason, (Y/N), decided to dress up. Not that it mattered, in Minho's Eyes, she, for whatever reason, wasnt physically capable of ever looking bad anyway. She always looked… effortless.

“Do you ever write just for yourself?” Minho asked suddenly, surprising even himself.

She glanced up, her brow furrowing slightly. Minho wondered what that look was about, but decided not to question it for now

“Sometimes. Why?”

“Just curious.”

She hesitated, then reached for a notebook tucked under a pile of papers. “I guess writing helps me make sense of things. Even if no one reads it.”

Minho nodded, understanding more than he wanted to admit. “Yeah. I get that.”

After a pause, she added softly, “It’s scary, though. Being honest on paper.”

“Yeah,” he agreed quietly. “But it’s scarier being honest out loud.”

Their eyes met, something unspoken passing between them. For a moment, the world seemed to narrow to just the two of them, the weight of their shared vulnerability hanging in the air.

"I..", Minho hesitated, his eyes flicking between hers and the wall behind her.

The Room was dim, light enough to see the papers, but dark enough to hide (Y/N)'s quick glance at the subtle twitch in Minho's jaw.

Which is exactly why her next movement caught him so off-guard.

She lifted her hand, placing it on his cheek and softly caressing his jawline with her thumb.

Minho was used to romantic affection and the touches that came with it, with this many people wanting to get atleast a part of you it was like a handshake at best, at least thats what he would usually think.

But this was...something else entirely.

His eyes went wide, looking at her without even attempting to hide it.

She chuckled, giving him a smile before leaning close to him, his eyes quickly switching from her eyes to her lips, only to repeat the same motion.

To his dissatisfaction, she only wrapped her arms around him tightly, rubbing small circles into his back. He hugged her back just as tight, without thinking about it at all

Minho was uncertain, but they almost felt heart shaped. Whether that was just his imagination, or reality, he didnt dare to ponder about it further.

She let go of him, resorting to only grabbing his hand and giving in three subtle squeezes.

Before either of them could break the moment by saying anything, Kitty burst through the door, dramatically complaining about Yuri, effectively shattering the tension.

But it didn’t matter.

Because the only thing he could think about, was how she didnt move her hand, not even by an inch, and to him, it felt like a promise.

[calliesmemes]

IN-CHARACTER QUOTES FROM DISCORD

UNHINGED SENTENCE STARTERS FEATURING THINGS SAID BY MYSELF AND MY FRIENDS WHILE WRITING AS OUR MUSES IN A CRACK-BASED NONCANON GROUP CHAT. This post is dedicated to Em, Liz, Tanny, Nellie, Mel, Ange, and everyone else in the server who recognizes these quotes — you know who you are 😈

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   Have you forgotten that you should not steal someone’s property? ”

“   I could slap that smug look off his face right now! ”

“   Your ears are a lie. ”

“   Woah woah that's - that's a bad word. ”

“   I don’t know if it’s allowed and quite frankly I don’t care. Fuck the rules. ”

“   Time for gremlin activities! ”

“   I hate this man. Let's prank him. ”

“   We are all going on strike today I swear ”

“   Looks like I need to invest in a kid leash. ”

“   DONT BE COWARDS!! JOIN THE STRIKE!! ”

“   I support her saying what needs to be said! I am done with the silencing of women!!!! ”

“   I like the dramatics. ”

“   I did not ask for a second opinion. ”

“   You seem to be doing a great job at being a nuisance. ”

“   NO BITING MY EMPLOYEES! ”

“   do you want me to bring you cheese? ”

“   Next move, start chewing on the door frames ”

“   I like crumbs. They are like a little midnight snack in my bed at night. ”

“   if he wants to be a worm, LET HIM BE A WORM ”

“   the rest of you suck my toe ”

“   To be fair I am simply vibing. ”

“   I am going to commit a war crime! ”

“   I am manifesting being happy. ”

“   Am I gonna talk shit WITH you guys? because im down to talk shit about pretty much anyone ”

“   Who says? We shall revolt without question. ”

“   Let's just start burning stuff. ”

“   Did you just call me... small? ”

“   Can I convert you with my kazoo propaganda? ”

“   We were radicalised by The Little Mermaid. ”

“   Penny in the swear jar, now. ”

“   My last words are, bros before hoes. ”

“   The old men are trying to be trendy. ”

“   I can do whatever I want too! ”

“   Can we go one day without an interruption from an American? ”

“   I am so sorry. He enjoys conflict. ”

“   Why is he so tall? ”

“   For legal reasons, kids, that's a joke. ”

“   Would you like to fight the adults? ”

“   You're not meant to bite people, it's frowned upon. ”

“   He’s a fun killer, don't listen to him! ”

“   Ow! Stop kicking me! ”

“   I have quite literally begged you not to kick, hit, or bite today. ”

“   BUT I thought we were buds, pals, amigos, chums, friends. ”

“   Oh shiiiii someone’s in trouble ”

“   How much caffeine have you had in the last hour? ”

“   I'll be honest they wouldn't be so bad if they didn't speak. ”

“   Is this goof meant to be dead or what? ”

“   I am a witch. ”

“   This one reeks of self confidence when he clearly doesn't think before opening his mouth. ”

“  I call bullshit on that rule! ”

“   The point is I have a cane and I’m not afraid to use it. ”

“   If you slap me, I’ll cane you. ”

“   Yippee for women. ”

“   FUCK THE PATRIARCHY ”

“   Sorry for being British. ”

“   Oi who's playing that ominous music? ”

“   I'm strong because I eat carrots. Oh wait or is that to see in the dark.... it's for something. ”

“   I will say sorry when i'm caught, don't you worry. ”

“   AND YOU CALLED ME UP AGAIN JUST TO BREAK ME LIKE A PROMISE! ”

“   ... He's done for. Broken beyond repair. Someone play Taylor Swift. ”

“   Please refrain from punching one another. ”

“   He is becoming one with the spider I believe. ”

“   If anybody asks I will say I made you, then you will not get in trouble! ”

“   Can I be a girlboss too? I am not rude to women and I do what i like ”

“   Yippee for patriotism! ”

“   … i could make you guys rat costumes ”

“   Do you think if we started stealing bread we would lose our jobs? ”

“   why do British people ”

“   … you all need therapy. ”

“   Do you ever feel if you breathe the wrong way he will bite you? ”

“   I actively avoid whatever this is. ”

“   CARRY ME. ”

“   What if, and hear me out, they both promise not to do it again? ”

“   I wanna steal all his socks. ”

“   My socks were stolen! ”

“   Hey, watch it now. Only I'm allowed to insult me. ”

“   You couldn’t whisper to save your life. It’s pitiful. ”

“   Both of you are insufferable. ”

“   The law is overrated. ”

“   I’m afraid. Miss, you aren’t my type. ”

“   No. I swear on my life. I am being a gentleman ”

“   I support women’s wrongs. ”

“   ONE FOR ALL AND ALL FOR ONE!!! ”

“   GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE RIGHT NOW ”

“   He bites? Are you .. joking? Please say you're joking. ”

“   If you like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain ifyou're not into yoga if you have half a brain if you like makin' love at midnight in the dunes on the cape then I'm the love that you've looked for write to me and escape 🎶🎶 ”

[amanita-muscaria-things]

Libby Reads Trials of Apollo: The Tyrant's Tomb

~spoilers under the cut~

Apollo calling Jason his half brother hurts. Hurts hurts hurts

Not the monster here to eat Jason's body

Don the Faun. Love it

My heart tears every time they mention Jason in the coffin

Hazel?! HAZEL!!!!

Meg Peg

Godddd just get Jason to his funeral this poor boy

Hazel sobbing over Jason's coffin is beyond painful wtf

My boy FRANK LET'S GOOOOOOO

Reyna my sovereign

Meg going to feed unicorns omg like let's go my traumatized baby

The biggest loss of life in New Rome was the civilians? What Percy and Annabeth would (probably) be when they go to college there?

I am living for Tyson and Ella omg

How did I forget about Frank's stick thing? (Screw Hera)

Jason's funeral hurts

Honestly not loving Lupa here

Why am I worried about Ella dying??

"I don't think I could handle a world with no Apollo in it."

Frank and Hazel are so freaking cute omg

Um wtf with the death mask thing

Tarquin is literally a skeleton lmao

More Lester/Apollo whump

Another party split *sigh*

Sorry did I hear that the Legion plays Fortnite?

Meg being worried about Lester/Apollo is adorable

Crest mention 😭😭

Wait the dead from Camp Jupiter are going to return as zombies? ...oh gods not him

"I know what rhetorical means."

This whole car scene with Lester/Apollo, Reyna, and Meg (and the dogs) is so wonderfully awkward

"I love you like a sister." Oh thank god Rick wasn't trying to pair them together

Apollo really was garbage (aside from helping to create the ravens we know today that was rad)

Lester/Apollo shitting on Ed Sheeran's The A Team for not being more appropriately titled had clearly forgotten about Michael Jackson's Smooth Criminal

Why can't I think of any Ptolemaic gods ?!?

Harpocrates ??

"Never underestimate the power of thousands of human minds all believing the same thing."

Aww the sybil and Harpocrates care about each other

"You keep adding to the Good Things column."

The First Law of Percy Jackson 😂

Loving the Strong Women with a Plan vs Clueless Man dichotomy

"See you on the other side." Uh Frank? That sounds too close to the First Law of Percy Jackson

They cut the wings off of the pegasi? They better hope Meg doesn't find out

Not Jason's name coming out of Caligula's mouth

Oh thank god Frank's praetor's cloak works

WAIT NO

Fuuuuuuck Caligula

We love angry, scary Hazel

Screw Tarquin

Oh shit is Diana here ???

Ohhhhh god Thalia is here

FRANK?!

RIP Don the Faun

"Jason was my brother." FUCK

Oh shiiiii Reyna joined The Hunt!

Come on Hazel is the right choice for Praetor

[whumble-beeee]

Masterpost: The (Un)Official Guide to Hero-Keeping;

A self-help guide for super-villains and bounty hunters

Welcome to The (Un)Official Guide to Hero-Keeping! In this story, we follow the unfortunate capture of Stan McKellen and his attempts to escape the merciless world of bounty-hunters and villains in which he has found himself ensnared for so long. He doesn't know why exactly he's being hunted, tested and experimented on, and honestly, he doesn't really care. All he knows is that he needs to escape and get back to his family. He's so fed up with all of this kidnapping and torture crap already.

Especially this new bounty hunter, who not only somehow managed to kidnap him, but also seems way too interested with messing with him as much as possible. And is annoyingly good at his job. Who does this guy think he is anyway?

*And of course, the story will feature "actual" "real life" snippets from the very totally real and very exclusive so don't even try to go looking for it because it totally exists, its just not for plebes like yourself Unofficial Guide to Hero-Keeping! Now you yourself can learn the ins and outs of kidnapping and holding captive your favorite characters without actually having to go out and commit villainy! What fun!

* * * * Masterlist * * * *

Ao3

(Any chapter which features references to noncon will have a "*" in the title, and any which feature explicit attempts/fade to blacks will have a "**")

The First Day of the Rest of Your Life pt. 1

The First Day of the Rest of Your Life pt. 2

Show Me What You're Made Of

The Waiting Game

Let's Have A Chat (You're All Talk)

Tortured? I Was Tortured Once.

** A New Enemy Has Entered The Arena

** The Man in the Sweater Vest

* The Name of The Game

Into the Woods and Out of the Woods

And Back Before Dark pt. 1

And Back Before Dark pt. 2

Nah Sister, You Ain't Gettin' Me to No Third-endary Location

Just Relax (It's Not That Serious)

You Can Check Out Any Time You Like, But You Can Never Leave

Yur Gonna Get Murdalated, Rookie

Hermanitos

(ongoing)

* * * * Drabbles! * * * *

15.5. WOOP WOOP THAT'S THE SOUND OF DA POLICE

MAN this edible ain't shiiiii~~ (*enters warp space*)

Overall Content: trans whumpee, disabled whumpee, guns, ptsd, kidnapping whump, captivity whump, lab whump, allusions to noncon, whumpers/whumpees of any gender

NOTE: There are children in this series, but no child whump is planned outside of threats or brief non-specific flashbacks

* * * * Worldbuilding Info! * * * *

Super Brands

* * * * Character Intros! * * * *

Deeby

Stan

Vaughn

* * * * Fanart! * * * *

Their first meeting (seasons beatings gift from @painsandconfusion!)

[elysiangrace]

I'm thinking how Levi was able to rip a grown ass man's face as a 9 yo or 11 yo idk , like with just his bare hands 🕴 just imagine if u pissed him off more later as an adult- like I'm so curious wtf he could do more when he goes feral without his weapons or gear Holy shiiiii

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 442 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made. The sole purpose of this is to provide summaries/reviews for each chapter so if you don’t want to see the rest of it, then just keep scrolling. It’s your choice.)

Time to cry all of our hearts out. 😫

Nuuuuuuuuuu poor babies 😭

OMGGGGG THE FIRST GEN. KINGS ARE HERE!!!!! AHHHHHHHH BRO I GOT MAD GOOSEBUMPS 😩

Ugh, this is making me feel touched and all. Everyone gathered in one place because they really respected him. Bruh, Imma cry again 😭😭😭 I hope Taesoo Ma, Gongseop Ji, and the rest of the First Generation would somehow investigate his death and avenge Jichang. 🙏🏽

YEEEEESSSSS DANIEL HAS ANOTHER ALLY!!!!! YESSSSS LET'S BUILD THIS CHARLES CHOI HATECLUB!!! 🔥

OHHHHHH. MYYYYYYY. GOOOOOOOD. JAKE IS SO FREAKING CUUUUUUUUUUUTE AS A LITTLE KID!!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD, I JUST WANNA HUG HIM AND CRADLE HIM IN MY ARMSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! 😩😩😩❤️❤️❤️❤️

HE REALLY IS CUTE THO WHEN HE WAS LITTLE. WHO WOULDN'T WANNA JUST GRAB HIS CHEEKS, PINCH THEM, GIVE HIM A PIGGYBACK RIDE, AND HUG HIM AND SQUEEZE HIM????? 🥺🥺💞💞💞💞

Ohhhh shiiiii, Jake gonna meet with Daniel there and THEY'RE GOING TO TEAM UP AND FIND JINYOUNG PARK AND TAKE DOWN THE FIRST AFFILIATE LIKE THE ACTUAL BOSSES THAT THEY ARE. 😎

Ohhhhh my- LINEMAN ABOUT TO GET AN UPGRADE!!!! IS THIS GOING TO BE HIS TRAINING ARC??? 👀

AYYYYYYYYYYYYY LETS GOOOOOOOOOO!!!! TIME TO TRAIN LINEMAN!!! BULK UP AND SHAPE UP BRO 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽

Oh shit... 5th Affiliate. 💀 Did I mention that I don't like this phase of Eli? I mean, sure. You're doing this all for your family in Hostel, but there's another way to settle this and provide for them, no? I mean, you got friends bro. You don't have to shoulder the burden on your own. Learn how to depend and rely on those who you hold dear too.

King, it's ok. Just undrown yourself and stop siding with Workers.. 😀

I stg, this twink of a crew leader is afraid of Daniel Park. Little did he know, Daniel and James Lee are actually a team lol. I swear, it's like Eugene blames Daniel for everything now that Daniel tried to interfere with his plans. Mf would now blame him for everything and anything that doesn't work out.

Mandeok: *suddenly walks into Eugene's office* Eugene, the coffee maker isn't working anymo-

Eugene: IT'S HIS FAULT! IT'S ALL DANIEL PARK'S FAULT!!! HE ERADICATED SOME OF MY AFFILIATES, AND NOW HE'S AFTER MY COFFEE MACHINE?! Yuseong: *starts to rock back and forth in his chair, cradling himself while afraid of his brother's psycho outburst*

Come on stink, get it together. You're going coo coo now. I don't know why I thought of Eugene in this scenario. It was funny in my head.

Oh great. NOW, THEY'RE THERE. 🙄

WHO'S GOING 100 MPH ON THE MAIN STREET BRUH??? Also, who tf are YOU mf? 🤨

Also, omg. PTJ, do you always ctrl + c and ctrl + v on your characters' hairstyles or something? Because Warren doesn't look like Zack anymore, but now he looks like-

Like ok, I get it. You're addicted to the copy + paste hairstyles, but I don't wanna have to do this, but... Imma hand over the scissors to Eli and have him end the ctrl + c, ctrl + v era. 😭 Bc, wth is this shit? But they look good tho, ngl.

OHHH NAH NAH NAH NAHHHHHHHH. SOMEONE TAKE HIM BACK, FR. GOO, COME GET YOUR BRO LMAAAAOOOOOO. But oml. EVERYONE'S GOING TO BE AT THE FIRST AFFILIATE, I STG. THEY ALL GOING TO HAVE AN EPIC BATTLE LIKE SMASH BROS. OR SOMETHING, AND THEY'LL GO AT IT, IN ON FINAL BRAWL. And fr Warren, wth have they been feeding Logan for him to get THAT BIG? STEROIDS???

If he took, "I need a big boy" to heart, then I don't want it. 💀💀💀

Nah, it must be all that coke protein powder. Goo gave him a whole bucket of protein powder and Logan would be sniffing and eating it all.

Well, obviously "No." Logan. Also, HOT DOC IS BACK!!! Ofc he is. He's the main star of the First Affiliate.

THERE HE ISSSSSSS, THE MAIN MAN OF THE HOUR!!! 😩 LOOK AT HIM BEING ALL TOUCHY WITH ELI!!! Tbh I didn't know how to feel ab that. "Put these away, motherfucker." YTFJTYFGUYKGFJYGUHKIFUDFKILLUGYKF I'M LMFAOOOOOOOOOO ELI REALLY DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE. HE'S SO DONE.

What did he mean by "I'm not sure though?" 😀 Also, the way Logan said, "How cute is this bastard... Should I give you a kiss?" and Warren replying with, "I'm taken, so no thanks." MAN, WHAT IF YOU WEREN'T TAKEN? THEN WHAT? 🤨 ALSO, THE WAY HE SAID HE'S "taken" NOW BC HE HAS SALLYAHSIDFHSDFIUSHDFIUW. AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT GOT ME SCREAMING.

AWWWWWW MAAAAAAAAN, I wOnDeR wHo CoUlD tHaT bE ??? Definitely, not Daniel Park.

OH MY GOD. ARE WE FR GETTING A LOGAN LEE VS. DANIEL PARK SHOWDOWN NEXT CHAPTER???? AYOOOOO??? HE'S GOING TO SEE DANIEL'S CURRENT FORM????????? AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M SQUEALINGGGG!!! 😆😆😆😆

"Will Logan Lee face off with Daniel Park soon? Will they ever find Jinyoung Park now? Who will be the next to arrive at the First Affiliate??? Tune in, next time ONNNN-"

Yeah man, F this.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Holy fucjing shiiiii Charles in bdsm gear ahdkajdk how is he pulling off both sexy and cute at the same time ahdksjfjsj awooga bark bark

I'd happily stuff hi— *gets hit with rebar that came from "nowhere"*

-that anon who'd willingly fight Erik fro Charles' ASSets (and lose vadly)

thats his natural CHARM his CHARISMA. his range ....

[faust-the-enjoyer]

Indulgence

Tags: fem!reader, reader is 21+, pre-established relationship, explicit sexual content, pre-established consent, use of pet names/terms of endearment, implicit reference to sexual assault, oral sex (f receiving), nipple play???, cursing, praise, squirting, cum eating/drinking, LOVEY DOEVY SMUT.

-(divider by benkeibear)!

Your hands play with his hair delicately while your eyes are lazily opened, looking up at the ceiling from where your pretty head rests on the pillow. He's being so gentle with your, kissing your pretty pussy. His big, strong hands rubbing your thighs as his soft lips kiss your folds and clit. All that can be heard from you are soft breaths, some gasps, and some giggles whenever he tenderly, playfully bites your inner thighs.

There was not a single time you pulled his hair tonight, because this is what he wants, to actually be able to choose being touched, or to be able to choose touching someone, to be in control for once, to make you feel good, to show you how good he wants you to feel, to remember this feeling. He feels his stomach and chest get filled with warmth whenever you let out any sound indicating even the slightest amount of pleasure from what he's doing to you. He feels his head dizzy from the praises you shower him in. He feels like he's in a sweet haze whenever you look at him with your half-lidded eyes.

He looks up at you from where his head is -between your legs- and looks at your eyes, you've reached a degree of such pleasure and sensuality that you look like you could melt in his hands any minute now. You pull your hands away from his hair and he huffs, seeing you cup your own breasts, lazily pulling on each nipple as soft breathes leave you. He spreads your folds, taking in the pretty sight before he started licking it, small, heavy arousal-filled breathes leaving him. The pleasure would practically run through you with every move of his tongue and every pull and twist of your nipples.

"God, you just can't get enough of this can you, love?", his lips wrap around your clit, sucking gently as you pulled and twisted your nipples softly, eyes shutting from the pleasure you're receiving. "Fuck...Simon...I...I love you so much...so fucking much...", you said, in an almost drowsy tone from how good you feel. "Love you too, sweetheart, you're being such a good girl...", he can’t give you a break, after every time, it always sticks in your mind and lingers, how he looked at you, how he touched you, how he spoke to you, you just can't get enough of him, and he can't get enough of you, you stay in his mind just as he stays in yours

After what seemed like an eternity full of pleasure, of him stretching your pleasure to its limit by licking your pussy and kissing it all over, he sent you over the edge. As you grabbed onto his hair again, firmly this time, heavy breaths coming from you, he sucked your clit until you squirted and your legs shook, catching almost all of your cum in his mouth and drinking it all, breathing heavily, he then kissed your pretty pussy. While trying to catch your breath, you see small droplets of your cum on his face. As he looks at you and gives you a small smile, he licks his squirt-stained lips and he swipes his finger over each area on his face with your juices, cleaning his face with his finger and bringing it to his mouth, sucking it clean.

"You're so good to me, Simon...", you smile softly as those tender words leave you, he beams at you as he rests his head on your lower abdomen. "Yeah? And you're so good for me, sweetheart...". Your hands are resting in his hair, lazily playing in it as you take in the afterglow of the pleasure he's given you, occasionally, you'd bring your hands lower, gently caressing his upper back, earning a satisfied hum from him.

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[maybanksbabe]

Ok here are a few thots from my very long list for brat tamer!JJ cuz it’s horny hour for me rn:

Deciding to go brat mode and get on his nerves around the Pogues with a subtlety that is easily mistaken for normal teasing but JJ picks up on the subtext and the sharp warning glare he sends you🥵 he’s like “do that again I dare you”

JJ’s main methods of shutting you up real quick are mocking and humiliation during fun times iykwim

oh yeah and degradation kink goes crazy especially if you got him particularly moody

you trying to ahem tease him once and later than night he’s edging you for hoursss it’s pure torture

now he doesn’t rlly spend too much time on spanking like he doesn’t rlly do it as a separate session much but he does do it during yk with his RINGS on

Another kegger party and you’re seating on JJ’s lap as usual but you’re purposefully shifting around to get him hard and pissed off and so he grabs your jaw, tilting your head to the side and starts whispering in your ear and to everybody else around it looks like you guys are just being an overly affectionate couple but really he’s threatening you with the things he’s gonna do to you if you don’t sit still like a good girl

ok don’t judge me for this but…face slapping. Like not very hard to the point where you’re actually injured and in lots of pain, it’s like in between but holy shiiiii

CHOKING CHOKING CHOKING CHOKING

yeah and dacryphilia kink but obviously not when you’re actually upset

ok but…face fucking

ALSO ALL CONSENSUAL OFC!! I FEEL LIKE HE’D BE VERY HESITANT TO ROUGH YOU UP AT FIRST BUT AFTER MANY MANY DAYS OF ASSURANCE HE GETS MORE COMFY WITH IT

ALSO SAFE WORDS AND AFTERCARE ARE A MUST NO MATTER WHAT

HELP THIS IS PEAK WHORE BEHAVIOR WHAT AM I DOING

I AGREE WITH ALL OF THE ABOVE HOLY SHIT ANON HOLD ON YOU'RE GETTING A FULL RESPONSE IDC

do that again I dare you - sir?? challenge fuckin' accepted you're pushing his buttons aaalllll night until he can get you away

"is it too big baby? are you sure you can take it?" MY BRAIN IS MUSH RN he for sure knows that the quickest way to stop you from running your mouth when he's rocking your shit is to just mock tf outta you LORD -

he doesn't taking teasing lightly you're sO RIGHT! if you even try to rile him up by being a little too close to Pope or JB he's not going to let you cum until he damn well says so

PLEASE SPANKING WITH THE RINGS?? DURING DOGGY!!?!?! HE'S AN ANIMAL AND YOU LOVE THE STING OF THE METAL... He gets a couple of good smacks in before he refocuses on turning you into a boneless mess beneath him

IF YOU DON'T SIT STILL LIKE A GOOD GIRL YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SIT AT ALL (see point above) he'd make sure you know you fucked up

No judgement here anon whatever floats your boat, but you're definitely right he wouldn't do it overly hard or a lot, but a couple of quick love-taps on the face when you're pinned beneath him really just takes it all up a notch -

HEAVY ON THE CHOKING ARE YOU KIDDING ME??! I feel like that one started as a joke but you both realised you were into it so it gets incorporated quite a lot into your... Sessions ;) bonus points for rings too (the rings stay on during sex ssshhh)

God just picturing the satisfaction on his face seeing you start to get all teary and overwhelmed and overstimulated, barely able to tell him how good you feel, just letting the tears free fall and ruin your makeup. motherfucker would probably lick the tears off your cheek once or twice -

AND YOU'RE SO RIGHT HE WANTS TO BE SURE THAT YOU'RE SURE YOU WANT IT BEFORE HE GOES ROUGHING YOU UP AND FEELS BAD ABOUT IT!!! JJ is all about the pleasure, but he 100% is a king afterwards too, getting you water, helping you clean up, telling you how good you did for him - I'll show myself out

[lipstick-and-libraries]

Lanterns and Lightning Pt. 5

𓋜 Pairing: Minho (XO, Kitty) x fem! Reader

𓋜 Series: The Roommate Exchange

𓋜 Summary: When Minho invites you to his family’s prestigious cultural festival, the evening becomes a collision of expectations and vulnerability. As a storm traps you together, secrets unravel, and the line between friendship and something more blurs.

𓋜 Notes:

hello my sweets!

I hope you're still having fun with this series, it's gotten longer now than I ever expected and since it shows that longer series dont seem to do so well I will have this wrapped up in the next 2 chapters or so, but dont think nothing interesting will happen because of that! (and while i do still enjoy this fandom, there will be many more things to come surrounding different interests of mine :) )

I hope you do enjoy this chapter, life is hectic, and this is one escape that makes it better, for me and hopefully for you.

Now buckle in and hold on tight, but most importantly, have fun!! <3

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The library was quiet, afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows as Minho and (Y/N) hunched over their project notes. A week had passed since their 'study' night together, and though neither had acknowledged the shift between them outright, the air crackled with unspoken tension. Minho’s knee bounced under the table as he scribbled meaningless annotations in the margin of his notebook, his thoughts spiraling.

(Y/N) glanced up, her pen pausing mid-sentence. “You’ve been staring at that page for ten minutes. What’s wrong?”

Minho stiffened.

“Nothing.”

She arched a brow.

“Liar. You’ve rewritten the same sentence three times.”

He tossed his pen down, running a hand through his hair. His father’s text from that morning burned in his pocket: Bring someone respectable to the festival. No distractions.

The words felt like a noose.

“My family’s hosting this… thing,” he blurted.

“A cultural festival. For my dad’s foundation.”

(Y/N) tilted her head, waiting.

He swallowed, avoiding her gaze.

“I need a plus-one. Someone who can handle the… atmosphere.”

Her lips twitched. “Atmosphere?”

“Formal. Judgmental. My dad interrogating you about your bloodline and GPA,” he muttered, picking at the edge of his notebook.

She leaned back, studying him.

“And you’re asking me?”

He met her eyes then, his throat tight.

“You’re the only person I trust not to bolt when he starts grilling you about your ‘prospects.’”

The silence stretched, heavy and charged. (Y/N) tapped her pen against the table, her expression unreadable. Minho’s chest ached—had he misread everything?

Then she smiled, soft and sly.

“Do I get a fancy dress code?”

He exhaled sharply, relief flooding him.

“Yeah. But I’ll buy yours. If you want.”

She laughed, the sound warm and bright.

“Deal. But only if you promise not to vanish into ‘perfect son’ mode all night.”

Minho’s lips quirked.

“Deal.”

Later, alone in his dorm, he opened the anonymous blog, typing with shaky fingers:

Anonymous: Asked her to step into the lion’s den with me. She said yes. Why does that scare me more than the lions? —M.

Minho stood in front of the mirror in his dorm, adjusting his tie for what felt like the hundredth time. The crisp white shirt and tailored blazer were a far cry from his usual casual attire, but tonight wasn’t about him. It was about surviving his family’s annual cultural festival—a grand event hosted by his father to celebrate Korean heritage and, more importantly, to flaunt the achievements of the Moon family.

“You look like you’re about to walk into a war zone,” Q remarked, lounging on his bed with a bag of chips.

“Feels like it,” Minho muttered, smoothing down his hair.

Dae, sitting cross-legged on the floor with a game controller in hand, glanced up. “Why are you so stressed? It’s just a dinner. And you’re bringing (Y/N), right? She’s cool. She’ll handle your family like a pro.”

Minho shot him a look. “You don’t know my family.”

“True,” Dae conceded, shrugging. “But (Y/N) seems like she can handle anything. She’s got that… vibe, you know?”

Minho didn’t respond, but Dae’s words lingered in his mind. (Y/N) did have a way of making things seem less daunting, even if she didn’t realize it. Still, the thought of introducing her to his parents—especially his father—made his stomach churn.

(Y/N) was waiting outside her dorm when Minho arrived to pick her up. She looked effortlessly elegant in a simple dark red dress, her hair loosely curled and her makeup minimal. When she saw him, she smiled, and for a moment, Minho forgot how to breathe.

“You clean up nice,” she teased, her eyes scanning his outfit.

“You too,” he replied, his voice a little rougher than intended. He cleared his throat. “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” she said, falling into step beside him.

The ride to the festival was quiet, the hum of the car’s engine filling the silence. Minho kept glancing at (Y/N), trying to gauge her mood. She seemed calm, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was dragging her into something she didn’t fully understand.

“So, what’s the deal with this festival?” she asked, breaking the silence. “Your dad’s a big deal, right?”

Minho nodded, his grip tightening on the steering wheel. “Yeah. He’s… intense. This festival is his way of showing off. It’s all about tradition, excellence, and making sure everyone knows the Moon family is perfect.”

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow. “Sounds fun.”

He snorted. “It’s not. Just… stick close to me, okay?”

She gave him a reassuring smile. “I’ve got your back.”

The festival was held in a grand hall adorned with traditional Korean decorations—lanterns, hanbok displays, and intricate calligraphy. The air was thick with the scent of food and the sound of traditional music. Minho’s parents stood near the entrance, greeting guests with practiced smiles.

“Minho!” his stepmother exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as she spotted him. She was dressed in a stunning hanbok, her elegance commanding attention. “And you must be (Y/N). It’s so nice to finally meet you.”

(Y/N) smiled politely, shaking her hand. “It’s an honor to be here, Mrs. Moon.”

Minho’s father, a tall man with an imposing presence, stepped forward. His gaze was sharp, scrutinizing (Y/N) in a way that made Minho’s skin crawl. “Minho tells us you’re working on a project together,” he said, his tone neutral but laced with expectation.

“Yes, sir,” (Y/N) replied, her voice steady. “We’re analyzing themes of identity in modern literature.”

Mr. Moon nodded, though his expression gave nothing away. “Interesting. Minho could use the intellectual stimulation.”

Minho clenched his jaw but said nothing. (Y/N), however, didn’t miss a beat. “Actually, Minho’s been a great partner. His insights have been invaluable.”

Minho’s father raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by her response. Before he could say more, (Y/N) smoothly redirected the conversation. “The decorations are beautiful. Did you design them yourself, Mrs. Moon?”

Minho’s stepmother beamed, launching into an explanation of the festival’s theme. Minho shot (Y/N) a grateful look, which she returned with a subtle wink.

As the evening progressed, Minho found himself relaxing more than he expected. (Y/N) had a way of diffusing tension, whether it was through her quick wit or her genuine interest in the people around her. She even managed to charm his notoriously hard-to-please aunt, who declared her “a breath of fresh air.”

At one point, Minho’s stepmother pulled him aside. “She’s lovely, Minho. I can see why you like her.”

Minho blinked, caught off guard. “It’s not like that. We’re just… friends.”

His stepmother gave him a knowing smile. “If you say so.”

Later that night, as they drove back to campus, the sky opened up, unleashing a torrential downpour. By the time they reached the dorms, the power was out, leaving the building in darkness.

“Great,” Minho muttered, pulling out his phone to use as a flashlight. “Guess we’re stuck here.”

(Y/N) laughed, shaking the rain from her hair. “Could be worse. At least we’ve got candles. You can come over”

They made their way to her room, where Kitty had already lit a few candles, casting a warm glow over the space. “Power’s out everywhere,” Kitty announced, grabbing her bag. “I’m heading to Yuri’s. You two have fun!”

Before either of them could protest, she was gone, leaving Minho and (Y/N) alone in the flickering light.

They sat on the floor, a blanket draped over their shoulders as the storm raged outside. The candles flickered, casting shadows on the walls. For a while, they talked about the festival, laughing over some of the more awkward moments.

But as the night wore on, the conversation grew quieter, more introspective.

“Your family’s… a lot,” (Y/N) said finally, her voice soft. “But I can see why you care so much about what they think.”

Minho sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah. It’s exhausting, though. Trying to live up to their expectations.”

She turned to look at him, her eyes searching his face. “You don’t have to, you know. You’re enough just as you are.”

Her words hit him like a punch to the chest. He looked away, his throat tight. “It’s not that simple.”

“Why not?” she pressed gently.

He hesitated, then let out a shaky breath. “Because… I’ve spent my whole life trying to be perfect. For them, for everyone. But with you… I don’t have to pretend. And that scares me.”

(Y/N) reached out, her hand brushing his. “You don’t have to be perfect, Minho. Not with me.”

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. The storm, the expectations, the weight of everything—it all faded away, leaving only the two of them.

Minho leaned in, his forehead resting against hers. “You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met,” he whispered. “And I don’t know what to do with that.”

(Y/N) smiled, her breath warm against his skin. “You don’t have to do anything. Just… be here.”

The storm outside raged on, thunder shaking the walls of (Y/N)’s dorm room as candlelight flickered across their faces. Minho’s confession hung in the air like a live wire, raw and electric. Her hand still brushed his, the touch sending a current through him that made his chest ache.

“You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met,” he repeated, his voice barely audible over the rain. “And I… I can’t stop thinking about you. Even when I try.”

(Y/N)’s breath hitched, her eyes locked on his. The candlelight caught the gold flecks in her irises, and for a moment, Minho forgot how to speak. Her fingers tightened around his, grounding him as the world spun.

“What are you saying?” she whispered, though the answer was already written in the way she leaned closer, her lips parting ever so slightly.

Minho’s pulse roared in his ears. Every rational thought—every fear of ruining their friendship, every warning about his family’s expectations—crumbled under the weight of wanting. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing her cheeks. “I’m saying I’m done pretending. I’m saying I… I need you, (Y/N).”

The admission hung between them, fragile and trembling. Then, with a shuddering breath, he closed the distance.

The kiss was anything but gentle. It was a collision of months of unspoken tension, a wildfire ignited by the spark they’d both tried to smother. (Y/N) tangled her hands in his hair, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss, his lips desperate and searching. The blanket slipped from their shoulders, forgotten, as Minho’s hands slid down her back, anchoring her against him. The taste of her—sweet, like the green tea she’d sipped earlier—drove him mad.

When they finally broke apart, gasping for air, Minho rested his forehead against hers, his voice ragged. “I’ve wanted to do that since… God, I don’t even know when.”

(Y/N) laughed breathlessly, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “Took you long enough.”

He huffed a laugh, but his expression sobered. “This isn’t just… a moment, okay? I’m in this. With you.”

She studied him, her gaze soft but searching. “Even if it’s messy? Even if your family—?”

“Especially then,” he interrupted, pressing a kiss to her palm. “You’re the only thing that’s ever made sense to me.”

The admission hung between them, fragile and real. (Y/N) leaned in, her lips brushing his in a promise. “Then we’re in this together.”

The power returned hours later, flooding the room with harsh fluorescent light. They stayed tangled on the floor, (Y/N)’s head resting on Minho’s chest as his fingers traced idle patterns on her arm. The storm had quieted to a drizzle, the world outside feeling miles away.

“You should stay,” she murmured, her voice drowsy. “Kitty won’t be back until morning.”

Minho pressed a kiss to her hair. “I’m not going anywhere.”

The next morning, Minho slipped back into his dorm just as Q and Dae were stumbling out of their rooms.

“Dude, where’ve you been?” Q squinted at him, clutching a cereal bowl. “You look like you got hit by a truck. A happy truck.”

Dae snorted, leaning against the doorframe. “More like a (Y/N)-shaped truck.”

Minho froze, his ears burning. “Shut up.”

Q’s eyes widened. “Wait. Did you—?”

“None of your business,” Minho snapped, but the grin tugging at his lips betrayed him.

Dae whooped, throwing a pillow at him. “Told you she’d crack him!”

“You’re both insufferable,” Minho muttered, though he couldn’t fight the warmth spreading through his chest.

Later, alone at his desk, he pulled out his phone and opened the anonymous blog. His thumb hovered over the keyboard before typing:

“Turns out, letting someone see the real you isn’t the end of the world. It’s the beginning. —M.”

He hit send, then leaned back in his chair, a quiet smile on his face. For the first time, the future didn’t feel like a burden. It felt like a promise.