#✦ ┊ 「 kay. 」 addressing the public.

[kyujosha-arc]

in the mood to create more ship tags . like this n reply to the post w the muse(s) you want a tag for !

[thegreatestheaver]

still reeling from an awful hallucination I had last night at like 5am what the fuck was that

[tastesousweet]

⭒ blurb : podcasting

bf!hamzah x poc!reader

summary: based on this ask!!! little blurb of the times you pop up on the ooc podcast

mickey speaks: this was so funny to write!!! also i need to be hamzah's gf yesterday bitch

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hamzah having you in an episode with mandy and martin

“oh wow this couch gets kinda tight when four people are squeezed on here” hamzah says while adjusting a few pillows

“yeah,” martin starts before addressing the audience, “and, well, you’re probably wondering ‘who the heck is that?!’” he gestures his hand over to you, beside hamzah with your legs folded and knees lying against his thigh

you can’t help but smile as hamzah introduces you, “and, yeah, believe it or not i have a girlfriend.”

“i’m right next to you so i’d hope they believe it” give a soft giggle

“only hamzah would announce he has a girlfriend with ‘believe it or not’” mandy adds and hamzah throws a hand up in the air in defeat

★

martin: “i can’t help but think this feels like in middle school when people were just group dating all the time”

hamzah: “was group dating that common? i don’t remember that”

you: “i remember certain friend groups at my school doing that but i definitely wasn't participating”

mandy: “this isn’t really a group though martin, more like a double date? there’s four of us”

martin: "it's not all about numbers mandy sometimes there's just a vibe"

★

martin: “but you two have been dropping hints about dating for a while now”

you: “yeah, we’ve been doing a little soft launching here and there”

martin: “i like that term a lot actually”

mandy: “i think it’s cute, but i've seen a lot of people online that don't use it properly”

you: "i agreeeee, like you didn't soft launch by posting the back of his head if we already saw the front of it a week ago- we know who he is!!! there is no mystery"

martin: "oh so the appeal is the mystery... almost like scooby doo?"

hamzah, nodding his head: "mhm... exactly"

you: "it's always two dumb bitches telling each other-"

you and hamzah together: "exactlyyyyy"

martin looks over to mandy as the two of you laugh: "oh come on this is their first episode together and look at them mandy! we have to be cuter, come on. lock in."

hamzah: "hey no need to be jealous, my friend."

hamzah pats martins thigh

mandy: "so what was that right there?"

hamzah: "you wouldn't understand..."

martin: "no but seriously mandy you never soft launched me- only hard"

mandy: "there was no need to??? next time i'll do it i guess"

you, laughing: "next time???"

hamzah is sat in thought for an extra second before he replies to martin, making them both laugh

hamzah: “okay martin you said like that term so much? boy, now imma soft launch these nuts in your mouth”

you: "and i know you were thinking on that joke for a minute"

martin, through laughs: “okay, okay, enough”

hamzah, wiping his eyes: “well, now the jig is up. you know it's all aired out and public”

martin: “yeah... a hard launch on the podcast, that’s crazy bro”

you and mandy, mocking: “that’s craaazzyy brooo”

★

hamzah answering your call during a podcast

martin: “hamzah whenever you buy clothes from the store or get it shipped in the mail always wash your clothes!”

hamzah: “i do wash my clothes but if it’s new that doesn’t make any sense”

martin: “so you’re just gonna open it up and put it on?”

hamzah: “yes!”

hamzah’s phone starts ringing

martin: “and wow. now look who’s breaking the phone rule!”

hamzah: “stop shhh. it’s y/n”

he answers, hamzah: “hey what’s up?”

you see the mic in his hand and widen your eyes, you: “oh shit, i’m sorry to interrupt”

hamzah: “it’s okay i have something to ask you now anyway.”

you: "okayy.. do you wanna go first or me?"

hamzah: "you go ahead"

you: "okay quick- is this business casual enough for an event tonight?"

hamzah: "nobody is doing business lookin' that hot, you can't be serious"

you: "kay thanks"

hamzah, jokes: "you are not anyone's office siren, girl"

you: "i'm gonna hang up"

hamzah: "no!!! i need to ask if you wash your clothes after you buy them."

you: "if they smell like stale water and factory chemicals, yes"

hamzah: "martin is educating me on the importance of this unimportant thing right now."

you: "and you should listen to him, stinky"

martin: "thank you!"

hamzah: "oh nahhh, now i'm gonna hang up"

you: "mkayy bye, sorry for interrupting! bye martin!!!"

martin: "byee"

★

you drop something off at the warehouse studio while they’re filming

hamzah: "what was that noise?"

martin: "i don't know..."

hamzah: "it sounds like someone's actually trying to break in, what?"

martin: "were you expecting company?"

hamzah: "no, were you?"

martin: "no...i mean let's ask the audience"

martin turns to the camera, concerned

hamzah: "okay i'm actually about to go check. this is weird."

it cuts to a clip of hamzah sat again and you peeking your head in the frame to wave

hamzah: "nevermind. it was just my sweet girlfriend bringing us lunch, sorry if that scared you guys."

martin: "should we make like a super artifical thumbnail for clickbait? somethin' like; 'someone tried to kidnap us in our studio!'

hamzah: "no"

★

they have a trolling episode where you and mandy both sub in and act as martin and hamzah for an entire episode

mandy: "you know i find it crazy how we manage to talk about nothing for an entire hour"

you: "this is the talent people expect from us bro! and if we ever get too boring we can always discuss the state of sabrina and barry's relationship."

mandy: "true. and don't make fun of me but everytime man-crush monday comes around i'm always picking barry..."

you: "well if i can't make fun of you then i'll just stay quiet for your sake."

taglist -★ (some of u didn't ask to be tagged but have frequently liked my hamzah content lol, just lmk if you'd prefer not to be tagged!!!)

@sirenedeslily @333michelle @thatmartinkitten @@maybankfr @imsosillygoofylol @certainfestivalnerdshepherd

[zipper-neck]

Trans Rules of Engagement

By Florence Ashley

Strong communities make us all safer. As anti-trans movements gain in power and influence, holding space for each other through our flaws remains critical. Yet the very conditions that create our need for community care make it hard for us to care for each other. We are raw, wounded, traumatized, and hypervigilant. We make mistakes brought on by fear and hurt. We lash out at each other when we do wrong, often partaking in pile-ons facilitated by the synchronous nature of online interactions. Whether we realize it or not, we often exclude trans people from community when they need it most.

I have lost count of the number of trans people I have seen cast out of online trans spaces for misdeeds both major and minor—far too often with my help. I sometimes find myself wondering where they are now and whether they are still alive. Because, as Kai Cheng Thom has taught us, social death often means real death for trans people. Trans communities are life-sustaining in a world that hates us so, so much. In a world that wants us dead. We have lost too many people not to stop and think about how we can foster life among each other.

This goal I have for myself—that of fostering life—motivates the following principles and rules for engaging in online intra-community conflicts while preserving the life-sustaining spirit of our communities. Countless times have I failed to heed these principles and ignored these rules. This failure, which many of us share, is precisely why I now want to lay these principles and rules down on paper. If only as a reminder of my aspirations. The principles and rules are meant to be adopted for oneself, not imposed onto others. Their purpose is to foster productive engagement, not create even more conflict and rigidity. I hope that this will be a living document, and invite you to make your own version if you would like. Borrow what is useful, supplement with what is needed, alter what can be improved.

Some, and perhaps all, of the principles I acknowledge are false, hence the need for a living document. Each of my suggested rules have exceptions. In setting them out, I am staking a claim as to the sort of myths and half-truths that are necessary to sustain life in a world that wants us dead. We must treat them as true if we wish to foster life-sustaining communities and survive the hellscape we belabor.

Principles

1. We are all flawed, traumatized humans at the end of their rope. Many of our actions say more about the conditions we live under than who we are as people.

2. No one is disposable. No one is unsalvageable.

3. Life holds greater value than being right or comfortable. Hurt is preferable to death.

4. No one should be deprived of community.

5. Harm does not require further harm. Punishment does not equate protection or healing.

Rules

1. Do not depart from these rules, unless you have to.

2. Morgan M. Page’s Rule: Try to avoid criticizing other trans people in public. The world does it enough already.

3. Favor in person or private conversations: Addressing someone’s comments or actions in person or privately is typically more constructive and effective. It allows you to communicate more cogently and with more nuance problems in someone’s actions or words and because it is less likely to make them react defensively from a place of trauma or fear.

4. Take your time: Few things require an immediate response. Responding while caught in a surge of thoughts and feelings is often unproductive. Ask yourself how much harm was done, versus how much we are reminded of an earlier harm. Ask whether your response is rooted in misperception or potential biases towards the person due to race, disability, gender, or other marginalized identities. Consider whether their words or actions reflect a different kind of thinking or communication style, a lack of access to education, or limited access to progressive communities and norms. You can respond tomorrow, once you have collected your thoughts, talked to others, and gained perspective.

5. Don’t mob: Be aware of group dynamics. Ask yourself if you are connected to this person and in community with them. Avoid jumping into the fray when others are already criticizing the person. Do not invite others to join in and mob them. Withdraw if others join in, and kindly ask people to stay conscious of mobbing dynamics. Mobbing rapidly grows out of proportion.

6. De-escalate: Focus on de-escalating conflicts. Ask what people mean or want, and why. Ask them for clarification or elaboration if needed. Ask yourself if you know enough about the context of the situation. Distinguish the action from the person, and acknowledge that it is normal to respond defensively or aggressively to public criticism and mobbing. People are traumatized, mentally ill, and are scared of losing the little social support they have. As a result, conflict can trigger a fight-or-flight response in both those who are criticized and who criticize, which leads to escalating conflict and ends in a loss of community. Dropping the conversation to return at a later date is preferable to escalation. Often, I find it best to limit myself to three replies in conversations that aren’t constructive.

7. Respond proportionately: Responses to words and behaviours should be proportionate to their harm, and reflect a need for healing and protection rather than punishment. When we speak from a place of hurt, we can understandably but unfortunately forget the measure and impact of our response. Use language that reflects the nuances and gradations of harm rather than a coarse good and evil binary. Cutting all social support and community banishment are rarely a proportionate response, even for someone who doubles down and does not apologize. Responding proportionately is asking first and foremost what response sustains rather than dissolves life. Especially when it comes to words, it is better to under-react than to over-react.

8. Ensure support for everyone: Check in on those who are criticized and those who criticize them. Remind people that we are all in this together, and that banishment is not how we work as a community. Everyone deserves to have their needs met. Do not shun or reproach people who offer support to those who were criticized or called out. Distinguish supporting a person from enabling their behavior.

9. Hold space for people to grow: Allow space for people to be accountable, change, and move on from previous conflicts. Do not hold past behavior over people’s head, nor dig up past misdeeds to fuel present conflicts.

10. Resolve conflict and harm as a community: We must ask how our communities enable and cause hurt and harm, and find ways to transform the conditions that create them. Holding accountable, problem-solving, and conflict resolution are functions that should be taken up by the collective, not isolated and unsupported individuals.

11. Center those most hurt or harmed: Focus on supporting and empowering people who are hurt and harmed rather than on punishment. Ask what they need to be safe and integrated in our communities, while committing to support for everyone; what they need to repair their relationship to the person who hurt or harmed them. Focus your involvement on bringing people together, fostering dialogue and mutual understanding, and restoring a sense of community togetherness, rather than deciding who is right or wrong.♦

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

Never Say Never| Pt4

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Blood, Physical fighting

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3

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The following days were a blur of chaos and anxiety. The news of your relationship with Hyunjin had spread like wildfire, thanks to Kai leaking the information to Dispatch.

"Was his debt really that bad to where he had to sell out his ex girlfriend?" Jeongin mumbled. "Broke ass bastard." This time Chan nodded, not scolding Jeongin.

It had been stressful for the guys, since this involved on of their own. But they put aside their own frustrations and worries and put them aside and focused on Hyunjin and you.

The sudden surge of attention was overwhelming, and you found yourself struggling to keep up with the flood of messages, follow requests, and comments. The guys did their best to distract you but that was about all they could do.

Hyunjin had been called into an emergency meeting with JYPE management, and the atmosphere at the dorm was tense during it.

You felt a mix of fear and anger, knowing that Kai's betrayal had not only exposed your relationship but had also put you in the crosshairs of the most toxic side of the fandom.

You were sitting on the couch, scrolling through the endless stream of notifications on your phone when the door to the dorm swung open. Hyunjin walked in, followed closely by Chan, both of their faces set in grim determination.

"Y/N," Hyunjin said, his voice soft yet urgent. "We need to talk."

You nodded, setting your phone aside. "What's going on?"

Chan took a seat across from you, his expression serious. "Management is preparing a statement. They're going to confirm your relationship to try and control the narrative."

Your heart skipped a beat. "What does that mean for us?"

"It means things are going to get a lot more intense before they get better," Chan explained. "But we're all here to support you. We're a family."

Hyunjin reached for your hand, squeezing it reassuringly. “I'm not going anywhere. We'll face this together."

The next few days were a whirlwind of meetings, phone calls, and strategizing. JYPE's PR team worked tirelessly to craft a statement that would both confirm your relationship and address the invasion of your privacy. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but you found solace in Hyunjin's unwavering support.

Finally, the day of the statement's release arrived. You sat beside Hyunjin, your hands intertwined, as you watched the comments flood in on instagram after the statement was released. The company spokesperson addressed the media and fans in the statement, acknowledging the relationship and condemning the actions of those who had violated your privacy.

"JYPE respects the personal lives of our artists and will take all necessary measures to protect them. We kindly ask for your understanding and support during this time. And we wish the newfound couple happiness." the spokesperson concluded.

The statement brought a mixed response from the public. While many fans expressed their support and understanding, the more toxic elements of the fandom only grew more vicious. The threats and hateful comments continued to pour in, and the stress began to take its toll on both you and Hyunjin.

You started to question whether it was the right choice, choosing to begin again. But whenever that thought hit your mind you quickly swatted it away. Knowing that even if it crept into your head, you would never truly believe it was the wrong decision.

One evening, after a particularly difficult day, you found yourself standing on the balcony of the dorm, staring out at the city lights. Hyunjin joined you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"I hate seeing you like this," he murmured. "It's not fair." He kissed your neck gently, and from the scorching imprint of his lips, you could tell exactly what shape they were in.

You leaned back against him, closing your eyes. "I know. But we'll get through it. We have to."

Things reached a boiling point when you received a particularly threatening message from an anonymous account. The message contained personal details about your family and friends, and it was clear that whoever was behind it was serious.

“Is he that broke?” You mumbled angrily to yourself. Hyunjin looked up from his easel.

“Baby…is everything okay?”

You sighed. “I think Kai is selling more of my information. I find it wild you have fans that would pay to get my best friend’s old address. Or the address of my elementary school…” You sighed and rested your head back on the couch.

Hyunjin was uncharacteristically quiet and you looked up to see a face of anger you had never quite seen him warn.

“Jinnie are you-

Hyunjin's anger finally boiled over. "I’m over it. I'm not letting this go on any longer."

He stormed out of the dorm, leaving you and the rest of the members who had been sitting quietly in stunned silence.

It wasn't long before you received a call from Chan, who had gone after him.

"Y/N, Hyunjin confronted Kai," Chan said, his voice filled with urgency. "It's not pretty. You should get down here."

Your heart raced as you quickly left the dorm, heading to the location Chan had given you. When you arrived, you found Hyunjin and Kai facing off in a small, secluded alley. Kai's face was bruised, and Hyunjin was breathing heavily, his fists clenched. A bit of blood on them.

"Hyunjin, stop!" you shouted, rushing to his side. When he swung again, his fist connecting with Kai’s jaw with a sickening crunch you screamed and stood in front of him.

“Channie stop him!”

Kai looked at Hyunjin with a sneer. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He said spitting some blood on the ground next to him. “You think it’s alright for an idol to go punch a civilian?”

Hyunjin turned on him, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're the one who leaked our relationship. You're the one who put Y/N in danger. You're a coward."

“You’re one to talk. You’ve never been desperate. I thought Y/N would understand. You’ve always been the forgiving type, havent you?” He said nodding towards Hyunjin, a subtle allusion to your reconciled relationship.

Before you could react, Hyunjin threw another punch, sending Kai sprawling to the ground. You grabbed Hyunjin's arm, pulling him back.

"Hyunjin, please. This isn't the way," you pleaded.

He looked at you, his anger slowly dissipating as he saw the fear and concern in your eyes. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I just… I couldn't stand seeing his disgusting face. No matter how desperate he was he shouldn’t have sold your information for money. He put you in danger.”

Kai struggled to his feet, glaring at both of you. "This isn't over."

Chan stepped forward, his voice cold and authoritative. "Yes, it is. If you come near Y/N or Hyunjin again, there will be serious consequences. We have enough evidence to press charges." He waved his phone at Kai. “All though, it’s seems appropriate to go about this in a legal sense regardless.”

Kai scoffed but didn't say anything further. He turned and walked away, leaving you, Hyunjin, and Chan standing in the alley.

Back at the dorm, the atmosphere was heavy with tension. The members were worried about the fallout from the confrontation, but Hyunjin was resolute.

You helped him wipe the blood off of his hands. And the blood on the edge of his lip.

“Did he hit you?” You murmured as you dotted a wet cloth on his lip. “He hit me first.” He said quietly, and you looked up at him, his voice carrying sadness, but not even a fraction of how much he was holding in his eyes.

“Do you…regret us?” He asked so quietly it was almost inaudible.

You shook your head. “That’s a dumb question Jinnie. The only thing I regret is doing something to make you believe I regret making the best decision in my life.”

"We're going to get through this," his voice was weak. "Right?"

You took a breath and wrung out the cloth, sitting next to him on the tub.

“I’d like to think we already have gone through the worst of it.”

The days that followed were filled with more meetings and discussions about how to move forward. JYPE provided additional security, and you took a temporary break from social media to protect your mental health.

Hyunjin was put on flexible “house arrest”. Chan had taken up the matter with the company of Hyunjin’s fight. And they were easily able to dismiss it as self defense. And issue a warrant out for your ex boyfriend in grounds that had nothing pertaining with you or Hyunjin, so if any legal matters were taken to the point of incarceration, Hyunjin and his altercation with Kai couldn’t be brought up as evidence.

Despite the ongoing challenges, you and Hyunjin found strength in each other. Your relationship grew even stronger as you faced the adversity together. The support from the other members was unwavering, and they went out of their way to make sure you felt safe and loved.

A few weeks later, Stray Kids had a major concert scheduled, and you knew this was going to be a pivotal moment. Hyunjin had been unusually quiet, clearly lost in thought, and you could sense he was planning something important.

You decided to give him space to breathe. Ever since entering a relationship with him for the second time, things had been hectic for him.

The concert was a massive success, the energy of the fans palpable in the air. As the performance neared its end, Hyunjin took a deep breath and stepped forward to address the crowd.

"Thank you all for your incredible support," he began, his voice steady. "There's something I want to share with you all tonight. Many of you know about the recent news regarding my relationship with Y/N."

The crowd murmured, a mix of curiosity and concern.

"I want to be honest with you," Hyunjin continued. "Y/N and I have faced a lot of challenges because of this revelation. To give you context, Y/N and I had been in a relationship previously. And we spent a little while apart because I was too afraid to tell the world about my relationship. Now I have the opportunity to, yet it was stolen from me by someone with malicious intentions. It's been hard, but we've stood by each other through it all. And tonight, I want to make a promise- in front of all of you; you guys will be my witnesses." The buzz of the crowd quieted down a little.

He turned to you, his eyes filled with love and determination. "Y/N, you mean everything to me. And I want the world to know that. I promise to protect you, to stand by you, and to love you with all my heart." Hyunjin’s voice trembled slightly as he took a sharp breath. "One day, I promise you, I will marry you Y/N. And make sure everyone knows just how much you mean to me.”

The crowd erupted in cheers, the support overwhelming. You felt tears streaming down your face as you looked at Hyunjin, your heart overflowing with emotion. The cameras panned to you and you couldn’t help but laughed as you gave small waves, trying to hide your welling tears.

The crowd's cheers grew even louder, and you couldn't hold back your tears any longer. Hyunjin stepped down from the stage and pulled you into a tight embrace, the world around you fading as you focused on the love and support you felt in that moment.

The days following the concert were a whirlwind of positivity and love. The fans' overwhelming support drowned out the remaining negativity, and you and Hyunjin found yourselves surrounded by warmth and encouragement.

As you sat on the balcony of the dorm, the first day of rest the kids had had in a while; Hyunjin took your hand and looked into your eyes. "Y/N, I meant every word I said on that stage. I love you more than anything, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

You smiled, nodding. "I love you too, Hyunjin. And I can't wait to see what the future holds for us." Your heart thumped, as you sensed Hyunjin had more to say to you.

"Y/N," he said, taking a deep breath, "I have something for you."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. Your heart raced as he opened it, revealing a beautiful, simple ring.

"Will you marry me?" he asked, his voice filled with love and anticipation. And confidence.

Tears filled your eyes as you nodded, your voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Hyunjin. Yes."

He slipped the ring onto your finger. Neither of you able to find the words to express the happiness you felt.

Your wedding was a celebration of love, surrounded by your closest friends and family. As you exchanged vows, you felt a profound sense of peace and happiness, knowing that you and Hyunjin had faced and overcome so much together.

As you danced under the stars at your reception, you couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought you to this moment. The challenges, the heartache, and the triumphs had all led to this beautiful day.

In the years that followed, you and Hyunjin built a life filled with love, adventure, and creativity. You traveled the world, inspiring others with your story and the strength of your bond. The support from fans continued to grow as the boys continued their promise to stay. And as you watched the guys go off and bring even more people to join your non biological family, you felt a deep sense of gratitude for the love that surrounded you.

Through it all, you never forgot the lessons you had learned. The challenges you faced had made you stronger, and the love you shared with Hyunjin was a constant source of joy and inspiration.

As you stood together, looking out at the life you had built, you knew that your journey was far from over. There were still so many adventures to be had, so many dreams to be realized, and so much love to share.

“I’m happy.” You murmur, as you rested your head on his chest after a long day.

He hummed quietly and pet your hair. “Me too.”

“Remember when you said, you wished you never asked me out?” You asked quietly, your pinkie tracing light scribbles on his bare chest. He sighed and turned to face you in your shared bed and blinked.

“I should never say never…” he comments quietly.

“But I’ll say it.” You whisper. “Because I never want this to end.”

He smiles softly. “Me neither, jagiya. Me neither.”

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[taintandviolent]

If it's alright, maybe Kai finding reader with another guy and taking her back to the cult house to teach her a lesson...in front of the rest of the cult? 👀

warnings: spanking, violence/aggression, Kai being Kai.

A/N: longish drabble done at work - I hope this is okay and what you had in mind anon! Sorry it’s not a full fic, the brain ain’t brainin’ as hard as I’d like today.

Kai couldn't believe his eyes. It was you. His loyal little lamb with her doe-eyes, perky tits and willingness to do anything he asked... in the arms of some dickhead. His hands explored your waist and ass cheeks in a disgusting display of public affection, and Kai clenched his jaw hard.

That evening, when you'd gotten back to his house, you walked downstairs to find everyone sitting patiently, almost as if they were waiting for your arrival.

"Ah, there she is. The disloyal one." Kai's voice was calm and level. He was exercising a lot of personal strength, you could tell. At his words, everyone's heads turned, the attention now fully on you.

Oh, you thought. They were waiting for you. Uncomfortably, you adjusted the strap of your purse on your shoulder and swallowed hard. Kai was watching your every move, hands behind his back. You hated when he did that... It felt so authoritative. You guessed that the rest of the cult didn't know the details of what you'd done, only that you were quote "disloyal" to his cause. With one fluid motion, he gestured for you to stand at his side.

You obeyed, taking careful steps until you got to him. What was worse? The fact that you had everyone's eyes on you, practically watching you breathe, or that Kai's very presence seemed to vibrate with a fiery anger that you could literally feel as he stood next to you? You couldn't decide.

"What is the punishment for disloyalty?"

You said nothing, only bit your lip, chewing a piece of dry skin off.

"I asked you a question. Answer me."

"I wasn't... disloyal."

"That wasn't the question, was it?"

Kai took a fistful of your hair, and got close to your face, speaking directly into your ear. The rest of the cult couldn't hear his words, only saw the angry display. You winced; he was gripping the hair at the roots.

"You were. A greedy, disloyal bitch. Now you're lying?"

"Kai," you whimpered.

"Address me properly."

"Divine Ruler," you corrected without hesitation. "I can't be disloyal if I'm not with anyone..."

He gripped your hair harder, pulling your face closer to his. He was staring at the side of your face like he was trying to melt it off, and while you only had the peripheral view, the disappointment that burned in his eyes was apparent. What did that mean? You were loyal to the cult, but there was an unsaid implication that Kai expected you to be loyal to him. Your core tightened with a melange of excitement, desire and fear.

Kai straightened up. Someone cleared their throat awkwardly, unsure how to process the tension in the room. Kai inhaled a deep breath, and sat down on the chair behind him.

"Over my lap."

You put your purse down at his feet, and reluctantly, laid your body out over his thighs. With your ass on display in your short skirt, you felt like an idiot. Taking a fistful of the fabric, Kai pulled it up over the curve of your cheeks, revealing the cheeky lacy underwear you'd chosen that day. You could've sworn you heard some of the guys chuckling. Great.

It turned out, the punishment for disloyalty was humiliation. Public humiliation.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Kai's hand made repeated contact with your ass cheeks, setting the skin aflame. You turned your head, looking out into the faces that were watching. Winter looked disgusted, and your eyes met hers for a moment before they squeezed shut again, wincing with the pain of another spank.

You were thankful that he hadn't decided to use a tool like his belt, and the smacks were just with his large hand. Still, they burned like nobody's business and you couldn't help but whimper each time that your cheeks vibrated with his determinate slaps.

Suddenly, they ceased, and Kai's hands left your body. You were almost disappointed -- something that came as a shock to you. You realized that despite the pain and embarrassment, you were enjoying the closeness of the situation.

"Now, go sit down. We have some important things to talk about today."

Bastard. It would hurt so bad to sit on a hard wooden seat and he knew it. He knew it. Further, you knew he intended for your continued discomfort.

Rolling your lips inward, you reached for your purse, and navigated around to the only empty seat in the back. Just as you anticipated; the wood was cruel and unforgiving as you sat down, wiggling around to find a comfortable position. Everything hurt; your ass cheeks ached and the hand-shaped welts still felt hot.

Kai's eyes lingered on you. They lingered long enough that you decided you'd stay after the meeting was over and drill him about why he'd punished you.

[birdversary]

What is Tanabemas?

Tanabemas is a Christmas event for fans of Yellow Tanabe’s works, including Kekkaishi, Laughter at the World’s End, BIRDMEN, and Kai-Hen Wizards!

Participants will post a wishlist containing prompts for fanworks they would like to receive. During the holiday season, everyone will receive at least 1 thing on their wishlist, courtesy of the moderators! Gifts can be drawings, fics, moodboards, playlists, gifsets, or anything else your gifter can think of.

You do not need to create gifts for anyone to receive something, but if you would like to participate in gifting, all wishlists will be available for public viewing. Happy gifting!

Important Dates

Wishlist submissions will be open from October 18th, 2024 to December 6th, 2024. While you will still be able to edit your wishlist after that, gifts may not reflect changes made after November 15th.

Gift posting will begin on December 20th, 2024, and run until January 10th, 2025. Feel free to post any gifts in this time period. The tag for this event is #tanabemas2024.

If you do not share a social media website with your giftee, you may contact the moderators, who will share your gift with your giftee.

Writing Your Wishlist

Please format your wishlist like so:

Name: Your name

Gift Address: Social media accounts where you are accepting gifts

Wishlist: 

(Fandom) Specifics about your wish

(Fandom) Specifics about your wish

…and so on.

Do Not Want: Things you do not want to receive, such as blood, gore, suggestive art, etc.

Additional: Additional information that may help your gifter make you the perfect gift

Please include at least 3 wishes (at least 5 recommended, but the more the merrier), but feel free to be as vague or as specific as you like.

An example of a wishlist can be found on the Padlet where wishes are posted.

What can I wish for?

You can wish for anything! I want this to be an event where you receive fanworks you have always wanted.

That being said, if your wish makes gifters uncomfortable, you may not receive a gift of that prompt. Please don’t be too disappointed. 

NSFW will be allowed in this event, but please make sure at least 3 of your wishes are SFW. If you are a minor, please do not request or fulfill NSFW wishes.

You may wish for original fan characters or specific AUs, but please provide visual or written references if applicable. 

Posting Your Wishlist

Post your wishlist on this Padlet: https://padlet.com/karaeishi/tanabemas-wishlists-2tg12ibinnn1vyjj

You can create your own post by clicking the “+” button at the bottom right corner.

You do not need to create a Padlet account to make a post. You can also come back to this link at any time to edit or add to your wishlist by clicking on your post. Please refrain from editing the wishlists of other people.

Frequently Asked Questions

Do I have to keep my gift a secret from my giftee?

Not at all. This is not a Secret Santa event, merely a Santa event. If you would like to reach out to your giftee to make sure they are okay with aspects of your gift, go ahead! If you want to post your works in progress, feel free to do that as well. I just ask that you finish any works in progress you post.

Can my requests all be from 1 fandom?

Yes, of course. This was originally a BIRDMEN event, but I wanted to include the long-neglected Kekkaishi fans, and the new Kaihen fans as well, so it was broadened to include all of these series. But I know many people are only in one or two of these fandoms. There will be someone to fulfill your wishes even if you only request from one fandom.

What if someone else has already fulfilled the wish I want to fulfill?

That’s okay! Then your giftee will receive two gifts! How wonderful!

I’m going to be too busy to make any gifts this year. Are you sure it’s okay to wish for things, even if I won’t be able to give anything in return?

YES! I want you to get a little gift just for existing! It would be cool if other people participated in gifting as well but I have zero expectations for anyone else to do so! I just want to do this!!

What if my head is empty and I don't have any wishes? Can I still make gifts?

ALSO YES! Sometimes there is just nothing in particular you want but you still want to gift things. That is okay too!! You are important to the ecosystem as well!!

Moderated by: Soh (Tumblr: @birdmenmanga, X: @arsquare3) and Kitsoa (Tumblr: @kitsoa)

Any additional questions can be sent to our askbox!

[svtminji]

𐙚 ‧ JOHNJI ─── news article

I 𝓲. I johnny (nct) x oc ୨୧ dating news

╰ dispatch reveals their second couple of 2019: seventeen’s minji and nct’s johnny.

﹙  DECEMBER 31ST, 2018  ﹚— Every year, Korean news outlet Dispatch rings in the new year by revealing new celebrity couples to the public. Girls’ Generation’s Yoona and Lee Seung Gi, Rain and Kim Tae Hee, and EXID’s Hani and JYJ’s Junsu all had their first reports come from Dispatch.

Along with the previous couple exposed today, Blackpink's Jennie and EXO's Kai, the pair was exposed by a close friend of theirs. The mutual stated that they had been dating for a few months and were seeing each other regularly. Photos were sent to us by the friend and we will not be disclosing due to privacy. Whether Dispatch will disclose the photos or not, their interactions at events are something else to look at to confirm their relationship. Thus being said, perhaps fans of both groups will look into the SEVENTEEN and NCT interactions.

Minji has posted many photos on her personal Instagram account, doimizu, with NCT’s Johnny. Although most of the photos were mere Instagram stories, it definitely added insight into what the idols were doing together. Whether Minji meant to make her relationship public by sharing her moments with Johnny, these stories were captured a few weeks before they started officially dating, according to the close friend.

Both SM and Pledis Entertainment have not addressed anything currently about the matter, especially SM Entertainment with two of their artists dating life being exposed.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 민지 ⠀𓍼⠀⠀⠀𝐉.⠀⠀⠀쟈니

╰ sm entertainment comfirms nct’s johnny and seventeen’s minji relationship.

While looking through with each artist, both of their agencies responded with these statements:

Hello, this is SM Entertainment. We talked to our artist, Johnny, and came to the conclusion that he is in-fact dating SEVENTEEN’s Minji. We would also like to confirm that they had been dating prior to the announcement. We cannot interfere with his life outside of idol activities, so we ask fans to support the couple. Thank you.

Hello, this is Pledis Entertainment. Looking over with SM Entertainment, we came to the same conclusion. We hope everyone can support the couple and withhold their negative views.

Although it was not needed, Minji made a personal statement on her Instagram.

Hi. This is Minji from Seventeen and I am deeply sorry for announcing this after seeing the current news. I’ve always wanted to announce my relationship with Johnny and being beaten to it really hurt me. This relationship was built from a friendship that I hope lasts even after we depart from each other, if that does happen. Both of us were made aware of the news as soon as it was released to the public. I didn’t want to feel the same pressure as every other artist who was exposed by the fated news, but unfortunately, I am standing in their shoes as well. I hope everyone understands that I am truly sorry for having to announce this. Thank you for your understanding.

The post’s comment section was filled with both support and hate, which later became silenced with Minji disabling comments. We truly offer our condolences to the couple and we wish them a very safe and healthy relationship!

reaction : 🎑. ─── fan

reaction : 🎑. ─── k-net

[+290, -34] pledis not giving a complete response and only agreeing with sm is crazy ㅋㅋ

[+150, -23] minji writing a longer statement than pledis about the relationship is outrageous

[+101, -2] i hope dispatch burns

[+52, -1] i’ve always felt that what dispatch is doing is no different to stalking.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 민지 ⠀𓍼⠀⠀⠀𝐉.⠀⠀⠀쟈니

thank you for reading this news article 😭 i decided to give it a new update and i decided to republish it ! — sap1ing

[newlacesleeves]

(my local restaurant had "cobra kai ribs" on their menu and @russolaw said "Ck au where daniel goes to a restaurant and sees this cause Johnny is the owner" and i went "omg wait that could be something" and wrote exactly that immediately after)

The place has an average rating of 2.5 stars which should have been the first red flag. Daniel would never consider himself a "foodie" out loud but he does go through the Yelp and Google reviews thoroughly before deciding whether or not to actually order from some place new. And the reviews for Johnny's BBQ (shortened just like that too, no time to spell out the full name, Daniel guesses) are a mixed bag: "the owner is a total asshole but the food's worth it" "make sure you go in on a night the owner is there!! he's sooooo funny (and really hot)! GET THE RIBS!!" "honestly it's a miracle the place is open and they can serve food to the public. no way this joint has passed a health inspection. ribs are 🔥 though."

There's no menu available and the website is just a giant crude drawing of an eagle with a chicken wing in its talons on a garishly red background with the open hours and address. No phone number, no link to DoorDash or UberEats. Just the address to a strip mall in Reseda that Daniel drives to with a sort of morbid curiosity and an empty stomach. Sam had told him about the place initially. One of her friends from school started working there and brought in these infamous ribs for everyone to try. Sam hasn't stopped talking about them since.

The restaurant is fairly nondescript from the outside. A true hole-in-the-wall that makes it indistinguishable from the other shop windows it's sandwiched between. The parking lot is half-full and Daniel wonders how many people are here for the barbecue joint.

Most people, it turns out.

There's a line that wraps around the counter and two tables, both of which are occupied. Everyone else is eating with their elbows on the counter, covered in sauce and smacking their lips delightfully with each bite. There's no menu board behind the counter but there is a giant poster of Iron Eagle.

The line moves quick, the skinny kid taking orders at the front looks like he's in way over his head as he shouts out orders to the cook behind him. Daniel can hear the sizzle of meat on a grill and it smells amazing in here. Like a backyard party in the summertime, all smoked meats and hot grills and sweet and tangy barbecue and his mouth is waterning thinking about it.

He gets up to the counter and the poor kid has beads of sweat coming off of his forehead that he wipes hastily with the back of his hand. He shoots Daniel a shaky smile.

"Hi welcome to Johnny's barbecue what can I get you," he gets out in a rush of a single breath.

"Never been here before," Daniel says. "Is there a menu I could look at."

The kid nods emphatically and pulls out a piece of paper that's smeared in sauce stained fingerprints. Daniel takes it gingerly (he now understands that one review about not passing a health inspection) and reads through it. It's your standard fare with some creative liberty taken on the names. Wings with "Thunderstruck" sauce. "White Snake" Drum Sticks.

And there at the bottom of the page, Daniel sees two words that make his eyes bulge and his heart begin to race.

Cobra Kai Ribs

The kid at the counter must see Daniel's face and mistake his terror for awe because he leans over and grins, pointing a saucey finger at the words.

"Oh yeah, you're gonna wanna try those," he says, beaming. "That's Sensei's specialty."

Sensei? Daniel thinks and before he can think to ask a single question he hears from the window -- "Miguel! Quit yapping and start slinging these orders before they get cold!"

Daniel's eyes travel to the source of the sound and there in the window behind an apron covered in barbecue sauce, is Johnny Lawrence. Same bright blue eyes, though there are added fine lines etched into the skin that borders them. Golden locks kept out of his face (and, hopefully, out of the food) by that familiar black karate headband.

He looks. Good. Really good. That review about his looks wasn't lying.

Johnny doesn't see him, eyes trained on Miguel who is mumbling "yes, Sensei, I'm on it" and running to the window to call out orders by their number as customers swarm the counter. Daniel keeps watching him, content to peer through the little window and watch his high school bully get to work on flipping a rack of ribs over with a pair of tongs. The way his white t-shirt, stained and dirtied even with the aporn over it, clings to his body. A body that time has been very, very good to it seems.

Miguel comes back to Daniel with that same exhausted smile and asks, "So? Any thoughts?"

And Daniel says, "Yeah. I'll get an order of the ribs to go."

"One order of Cobra Kai Ribs, coming right up!"

And god dammit, Daniel thinks when he takes his first bite. They are really fucking good.

At least now he has an excuse to come back.

[starsfic]

Welp, I finished the first poll choice...

Summaries:

SDMI/FNAF: Based on this post, the gang is hired to investigate the rumors of a bunny animatronic ghost overnight. The truth is a little more tricky.

LMK: Tangled AU where Long Xiaojiao has been kept locked in a tower under the watchful eye of her “uncle” and “the Lady”, only desiring to get out and see the world, especially lanterns that appear on her birthday. However, things change when Qi Xiaotian, heir to Sun Wukong, comes looking for the missing piece of the Samadhi fire.

Scooby Doo, my incarnation: The first part of Episode 1, when trying to leave their hometown of Crystal Cove to start their second year of college, the Mystery Gang finds themselves trapped in Crystal Cove.

Poppy Playtime: The moment that the angel steps into the factory, every toy knows. Dogday, down below, hopes.

Set sometime before Agony of a Witch, Raine Whispers is sent to the weekly Coven Head meeting- which is basically just an excuse to hang out at a bar and bitch. They meet up again with Lilith, drinks are drunk, and Lilith ends up drunkenly confessing the truth about Eda’s curse to a less drunk Raine.

LMK/PP: Due to a misread address, a missent letter, and some poor decisions, Qi Xiaotian finds himself trapped in the depths of the Playtime Co. factory. But he’s not gonna let DogDay be stuck too.

@draw-of-the-moon's LMK/Ninjago AU: When Red mysteriously disappears, Long Xiaojiao and pregnant Qi Xiaotian have to beat back suitors.

LMK: The Traffic Light Trio, Sun Wukong, and Macaque are cursed to tell the truth. Harsh stuff comes out.

LMK: AU inspired by the King Thrushbeard fairytale, where Red Son refuses all suitors until his father decides to marry him off to the next peasant who walks through the door. Except Qi Xiaotian isn’t royalty, but very kind.

TMNT, my incarnation: April O'Neil makes a new friend when staying up late studying at the public library

TMNT, my incarnation: Related to 10, but the entire first episode. When the turtles make and suddenly lose a new human friend, the four turtles (and Casey) find themselves in a hidden city.

@draw-of-the-moon’s LMK/Ninjago AU: In a daring mission to rescue their baby sibs from the underworld and Samukai, Nya and Kai both find themselves lost in the outer regions of the underworld. A lone wanderer named Azure offers to help guide them.

[genesisgrey]

Halo: Season 3

Not that I don't have like 40 half-finished Halo fics on my computer... but let's have some fun with fantasy Halo Season 3 brainstorming, shall we? These are just some notes I made for myself today.

Stuff That Needs to be Addressed:

Kai - Alive? (Okay, if Halo Infinite expects me to buy Master Chief was space debris for six months, not to mention an unprotected slip-space jump, with no side-effects and can just boot up with no muscle atrophy or anything, Kai can absolutely be fine.)

Makee - What is her purpose on the Halo? (In relation to the game storyline, what does she add? What opportunities does she create?)

Talia Perez - Follow Chief to the Halo? Try to regroup Spartan IIIs? Hook up with Ackerson/Kwan group?

Ackerson - What now?

Soren and son (Cassius? No, Kessler?) - What now? (Obviously recovering from the loss of Laera, but what is their quest? Maybe she can be saved? Not likely.)

Miranda - Escape? Hold up with the Flood while science-ing it? (Gravemind avatar?)

Halsey - Are we going to find a cure for Flood infection? Or is she a future carrier when someone pulls her from cryo?

Riz - Come back if her fellow Spartans need her? (Probably not, but maybe? What if her new home is threatened? Her and Vannak's armor is still on the planet.)

Kwan - What does she do now? Does she go to the Halo? Does she seek the Ark? What is helping her along? (Librarian?)

Sparks - Having two Reclaimers with opposite purposes. What is Sparks purpose? (Seemed like a more composed version of Sparks we saw in the last episode. Also, if the Flood outbreak started somewhere other than the Halo, it wouldn't know yet to want to fire Halo?)

Cortana - Definitely getting stuck in the Halo system and separated from Master Chief like the game. (Maybe can be the connection for Makee and Master Chief's storylines?)

Covenant - Survivors of the battle, also going for the Halo? (High Charity is still in play, I believe.)

UNSC/ONI - Do we have a marines dropping to Halo? Possibilities of bringing in Lord Hood and Serin Osman to regroup these factions.

Stuff I had questions about that was probably not going to be addressed even if the show got a Season 3:

How augmented were the Spartan IIIs? Kind of felt like they were portrayed as ODST with better armor rather than augmented.

Why were there child soldiers being trained if Ackerson already had his Spartan IIIs? Parangosky? (Definitely spelling that wrong.) Did he know? I feel this variant Ackerson wouldn't have used kids if he thought he was getting the results he wanted out of adult candidates. Or maybe Spartan IIIs were a publicity stunt, since the show really played up the propaganda around Master Chief's image, and the kids Kessler was grouped with were the real program? (Flipping purpose of Spartan III and IV projects?) Also, where are they now?

Is Violetta Franco from season one still around? I honestly can't recall if she died or not.

Feels like with how Reach went down in the series there had to be Spartan IIs deployed elsewhere to still be around. (I feel like Kai was very much Kurt in season 2. Cut off from all the other Spartans to train new Spartans, and given bad/misleading information about her job and who was still alive.)

And what is Chief's plan?!!?

[kyujosha-arc]

anybody know where i can find doc templates for character bios ? im feeling inspired to suddenly do my characters' backstories . lmao

[mariacallous]

In November, voters in at least 10 states will vote on ballot initiatives seeking to enshrine abortion rights in their state constitutions. Voters nationwide and in battleground states consider abortion to be one of the most important issues in this election.   

For this and other reasons, it is critical that the public be informed about the issue. Here are five myths about abortion in America, compared to the reality.   

MYTH #1: Many women are having abortions in the third trimester of pregnancy, including in the ninth month or later.  

REALITY: The vast majority of abortions (93%) occur in the first trimester of pregnancy, according to the Center for Disease Control (CDC). So-called “late-term abortions” performed at or after 21 weeks of pregnancy are extremely uncommon and represent less than 1% of all abortions in the U.S. They generally occur because of the discovery of a fatal condition affecting the fetus or serious risks to the life or health of the mother. The claim that abortions happen “moments before birth” or even “after birth” is false. In no state is it legal to kill a baby after it has been born.   

MYTH #2: The overturning of Roe v. Wade has led to fewer abortions. 

REALITY: The number of abortions that occurred in the U.S. increased by 11% in 2023, the first full year since the Supreme Court overturned Roe v. Wade, compared with 2020 levels. This increase was driven primarily by the greater availability of medication abortion pills and privately financed funds that supported women seeking abortions.  

MYTH #3: Because abortion totals have not declined, women cannot have been harmed by abortion bans and restrictions. 

REALITY: Although many women living in states with abortion bans have been able to circumvent those bans by traveling to another state or by obtaining medication abortion pills using telehealth and the mail, others have not been so lucky. So even though abortion rates have increased, on balance, it’s still the case that many women who wanted abortions have been unable to get them. 

In addition, abortion restrictions are putting women’s lives and health at risk. The same procedures used for terminating unintended pregnancies are also essential for addressing a number of other situations, including miscarriages, ectopic pregnancies, and severe fetal abnormalities.  

Federal authorities have documented dozens of cases where pregnant women have been refused emergency medical treatment because doctors in ban states fear criminal prosecution. This has resulted in women having miscarriages in public restrooms, bleeding out in their cars, or experiencing delays in receiving care that have led them to develop infections or sustain bodily harm.  

Already, a woman in Georgia named Amber Thurman has died from infection after doctors delayed performing a routine procedure out of fear of criminal liability under the state’s abortion ban. The state’s maternal mortality review committee called Thurman’s death “preventable” and said the delay in care had a “large” impact in causing her death. Other similarly tragic stories are sure to emerge once state review committees begin to publicize their findings, which operate with a lag.  

MYTH #4: Depending on who is elected, there will be a federal law either banning or legalizing abortion nationwide.

REALITY: It is highly unlikely the election will change the composition of Congress enough to give either party sufficient votes to pass a federal law either banning or legalizing abortion nationwide.

Vice President Harris has consistently supported abortion rights over the course of her political career. As the Democratic presidential nominee, Harris has said she supports legislation that would restore the protections established by Roe v. Wade. She has not answered the question about whether she opposes any restrictions on abortion. Under Roe v. Wade, states could only restrict abortion after the point of fetal viability, or about 22 weeks of pregnancy, except in cases where abortions were necessary to protect the life or health of the pregnant person.

Former President Trump’s position on a national abortion ban has wavered significantly over time. As president, Trump supported a 2018 bill that would have banned abortion after 20 weeks of pregnancy nationwide. Earlier this year, Trump signaled support for a 16-week and then a 15-week abortion ban. His current position is that the legality of abortion should be left to the states. During the presidential debate against Vice President Harris, Trump declined to say whether he would veto a national ban if he were reelected.

To enact legislation that would protect or ban abortion nationwide, the party that won the presidency would also need to secure majorities in both the House and Senate. All three are shaping up to be tight races. Because it is highly unlikely either party will secure sufficient support in this election, including the 60 votes needed to overcome the Senate filibuster, neither will be able to pass a federal law codifying abortion policy nationwide. This means those in favor of protecting reproductive rights need to do so through the kind of measures that will be on the ballot in many states. 

MYTH #5: Women living in states where abortion is legal will not be affected by the outcome of the 2024 election.

REALITY: Federal regulation, largely determined by executive agencies operating under the authority of the president, plays a major role in determining access to abortion.

In recent years, the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) has made multiple revisions to its policy toward mifepristone (one of the two drugs used in medication abortion) that have made medication abortion far more accessible. These pills are now widely used, accounting for nearly two-thirds of all abortions nationwide.

If Trump were reelected, he could limit the use of these abortion pills by appointing a new head of the FDA or Health and Human Services (HHS) who could reverse the FDA’s revised policies toward mifepristone or override the agency’s approval of the drug completely.

Trump could also direct the Department of Justice (DOJ) to enforce a 151-year-old federal law known as the Comstock Act that bans the shipment of abortion-related materials. In 2022, the DOJ under the Biden-Harris administration issued a legal opinion stating that the Comstock Act does not prohibit the mailing of abortion drugs even to recipients in states where abortion is banned. Trump could direct the DOJ to reverse this position to instead outlaw and prosecute the interstate shipment of abortion pills, or other materials related to abortion.

The Heritage Foundation, as part of its Project 2025 initiative, has called for a potential future Trump administration to end medication abortion and prosecute those who ship and transport abortion pills and supplies using these strategies. As Jonathan Mitchell, an anti-abortion advocate and key architect of Project 2025, said to the New York Times, “We don’t need a federal ban when we have Comstock on the books.” Trump has sought to distance himself from the Project 2025 plan whose authors include many former members of his administration.

When asked about these issues during a news conference at Mar-a-Lago in August, Trump said he was receptive to using his authority as president to revoke access to abortion pills. A couple of weeks later, Trump said that he “generally speaking would not” use the Comstock Act to outlaw the shipment of abortion pills.

[renx01]

Playing along - part 3

Prompt: “Just play along, please” inspired this multiple part fic, in which agent Galahad and Kay are on a mission together in the French Alps. Here, they have to pretend to be a couple, despite the two of them being rivals and Kay always wanting to beat him at everything. Pairing: Harry Hart x Kingsman!Reader Fandom: Kingsman Tags/Warnings: fake dating, slowburn, rivals Word Count: 2045

Masterlist

That night you didn’t get much sleep. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, Harry’s words had hurt you to an extent. You respected him as an agent, and him not seeing you as an equal is quite frustrating. Still, you tried brushing it off and distracted yourself most of that night by reading up on some of Guillia and Angelo’s files until you eventually fell asleep.

The following morning you were awoken by the alarm you had set the night before. After snoozing it a couple of times, you decide it’s time to actually get up and ready. You make your bed and get dressed before laying out your weapons and supplies onto the bed. Assessing what you could possibly need, you put some things, such as your guns and extra ammunition, into your pockets while putting others away again. It’d probably be best to have breakfast before leaving for the mountains, so you put on your glasses and head to the kitchen.  There, you’re greeted by Galahad, who is making himself breakfast. ‘Morning agent Kay.’ His voice sounds quite neutral, void of any emotion. ‘Morning agent Galahad.’ You reach past him into the fridge, grabbing some yoghurt before pouring it into a bowl and adding some fruit and granola. ‘Coffee?’ He asks you as you’re about to sit down. ‘Please.’ The hot beverage is presented to you a few minutes later. ‘Thank you.’ You say quietly before sipping some of it. Shortly thereafter, you’re virtually joined by Merlin, who has some new information to share with you regarding the couple you’d snapped a picture of last night. Apparently, the two people were some people who work within the organisation Guillia’s family runs, though they do not seem to be too important. What is most likely to be the case, according to Merlin, is that they’ve been tasked with keeping an eye on the two lovebirds. ‘I suggest we keep an eye out for them while on the mountain.’ Your suggestion is met positively by both men. ‘I suppose we should, we cannot risk breaking our cover.’ Galahad’s voice is quite serious. ‘About that.’ The Scotsman interrupts his train of thoughts. ‘I need the two of you to get along. You’re supposed to act like a couple and the most the two of you do is reluctantly hug or hold hands. I know the two of you have your rules, but do consider that not even kissing each other can be seen as quite odd by another couple.’ He sighs. ‘Of course this is something you’ll have to discuss and feel comfortable with, but please do think about it.’

Merlin leaves not too long after addressing the lack of affection the two of you show while in public. It is purely a work issue, yet it feels a bit personal due to what transpired the day before. Galahad does not apologise for his actions the previous day, but does agree with Merlin that the two of you should work on how convincing your relationship is to an outsider. ‘I think we should probably consider expanding what we’re comfortable with for this mission.’ You nod slowly. ‘What would that entail Galahad?’ ‘You know exactly what I mean, Kay.’ You roll your eyes. ‘Use your words Galahad, I need verbal confirmation.’ You say matter-of-factly and he groans. ‘I suppose we should consider kissing as one of the ways in which we show affection as a supposed  couple while in public.’ A small smile forms on your lips at the awkward way in which he says this. ‘I agree, Merlin is probably right about how unnatural we look together while out in public.’

Not too long after you finish your breakfast, you leave for the mountains. The car ride wasn’t too bad. It’s still relatively calm, with the height of the season being about a month away. ‘The weather should be good today.’ You tell Harry as he parks your car. ‘That’s good.’ His eyes meet yours while turning off the engine. You flash a quick smile before turning and getting out of the car which is parked not too far from where the gondolas go up the mountain. 

Shortly after you start getting ready, the other couple joins the two of you. ‘Good morning, Harry.’ Angelo turns to you. ‘Cam.’ He’s smiling when you look up as you’re doing up your shoes and you smile back. ‘Morning Angelo and Giulia.’ Both of them are wearing expensive ski gear that clearly is quite expensive. ‘Ready for today?’ The Italian man asks. ‘Quite,’ You get up. ‘I’m looking forward to what the parks have to offer.’ The four of you take the gondola up the mountain and start by touring some of the slopes you hadn’t taken the day prior. It was nice being shown around like this and the all around comfortable atmosphere helps you relax momentarily, though you’re always on your guard. When you arrive at your fourth lift of the day, Galahad and you finally sit next to one another, with Angelo and Giulia to his right. He slowly puts his arm around you and you lean your head onto his shoulder. When you look up, past him, you see the two Italians in a similar position. Underneath your ski mask, you smirk as you look back at the mountains in front of you. ‘Dear?’ You hum in response. ‘The view is beautiful, isn’t it?’ ‘It is.’ You feel him shift and press a kiss on the top of your head. This is nice. Yet you know for sure that this is all an act. The issues you had the previous day had made that very clear. So, you focus on having the exact same disposition; act happy and lovey dovey in front of others, but not in the slightest in private. The rest of the way up, you sit in silence, though it remains comfortable. 

When you finally get out, it’s almost eleven-thirty. ‘Shall we head to one of the cabins for some food and drinks?’ Giulia asks as you stand on top of the slope you’re about to head down. ‘Sounds lovely.’ You see Galahad smile at her as he answers and you just nod in response. She heads down first, with Angelo and your supposed partner following shortly behind. You decide to wait a bit before you also head down, as you had noticed that they tend to go a bit slower than you personally enjoy. When you leave, you gracefully make your turns and quickly approach the others, eventually passing them, slowing down and playfully turning around to ski backwards for a bit. You wave at them and smile, your ski mask now stretched to sit beneath your chin. Angelo and Giulia enthusiastically wave back while Galahad just sighs. When you see his reaction, you turn back around and eventually come to a halt near the edge of the slope so the others can pass and lead the way.  About fifteen minutes later, you reach the cabin Giulia’d told you about. There’s wooden tables and benches outside going all around the premises. Angelo takes the lead and talks to one of the waiters, who directs you to the other side of the building so you’ll have a view of the fun park. It isn’t too busy at this side and Angelo chooses a table in the sun. Once everyone sits down and takes off their jackets, the reason being that it’s quite warm so you don’t really need it when sitting in the sun, the waiter approaches your table and writes down what everyone would like to drink before handing everyone a menu. You talk amongst yourselves while you wait for your drinks and decide on what to eat. The atmosphere is quite relaxed. Galahad is the one who sits next to you, once again. It seems that he wants to stay close whenever he can. You suppose it’s to further drive home the fact that the two of you need to seem in love. He leans in, his lips brushing your ear. ‘What are you getting, darling?’ You blush but decide to  ignore it. ‘I was thinking about getting the pasta, nothing special really.’ He hums in response. ‘Sounds lovely.’ It’s silent for a moment, but he doesn’t pull away. ‘I wanted to let you know that we’re being followed.’ You finally turn to face him. ‘Oh really?’ You smirk at him, trying to mask that you’re talking about a serious matter. ‘They’re sitting four tables behind us.’ You nod in response, still keeping up the act that he’s supposedly teasing you. Feeling his hand rest on your waist, you move to sit closer to him. Carefully, he leans forward and kisses you on the lips. It’s short but sweet and you feel butterflies in your stomach. Rather than dwelling on this fact, you turn back to Giulia and Angelo, to ask them about something. Still, your mind lingers and his touch does as well, his arm remaining around your waist.

Lunch went by without a hitch. The food was lovely and conversation flowed easily between the four of you. Angelo and you are now getting ready to go into the park, meanwhile Galahad and Giulia have just ordered a glass of wine for themselves. Once you’ve fastened your shoes again and put on your helmet, you stand up before zipping up your jacket and putting on your gloves. Galahad stands up with you and puts his hands on your hips. ‘Stay safe dear.’ He says before leaning in to give you a quick kiss. ‘Of course love.’ You smile, what you hope seems lovingly, at him. From the corner of your eye you see Angelo lean down and kiss Giulia passionately. The agent in front of you brings up his hand to cup your face before kissing you once again. He really was driving this “relationship” home, which you hadn’t really expected when you first discussed having to be more affectionate. He had seemed reluctant, but you suppose he’s proving the opposite is true.

Skiing down to where the park starts, you’re deciding what route to go. ‘I suggest we get warmed up and do a few runs before doing anything big air related.’ Angelo suggests. You nod. ‘Sounds good, lead the way.’ He skis down before jumping on some rails about halfway the slope. When he gets off, he does a 360. Following behind, you jump on the same rails, jumping off by doing a 180 and landing switch before turning back around. There’s a box on your right, so you do a box slide down it. Once you get off, you see there’s a small halfpipe which you speed towards, doing a safety grab during your jump. This is all still pretty basic stuff, but it does help you warm up quite well. 

The two of you decide to do a few more of these runs before heading to the big air part of the park. When you stand at the top, you turn to where Harry and Giullia are sitting, waving at them. You see the other Kingsman agent gulp. You laugh a bit as you see him do so. Angelo waves at the two of them as well. ‘He’s not used to you doing this kind of stuff, is he?’ Continuing to look at the others in the distance, you answer. ‘I usually reserve this sort of stuff for the holidays I take with friends.’ That isn’t entirely a lie. When you were younger you used to do big air pretty often, but now it is indeed reserved for when you aren’t working, meaning that Harry isn’t used to it. ‘Harry dearest isn’t too big of a fan when it comes to this stuff, you know? He’d prefer it if I were to just keep both my feet on the ground when skiing.’ Your smile turns into a grin when you turn to Angelo. ‘That’s why I’m so happy you’ve invited us.’ He grins back enthusiastically. ‘I’m glad. It’s given me that same opportunity.’ The two of you laugh before directing your attention back to the half pipes in front of you, excited to see what this man has to show for himself.

[gyumibear]

💖 create a sim(p)! — 11: collab

synopsis — after stupidly claiming on stream that you’ve been dating popular youtuber choi beomgyu in secret after accidentally creating an identically looking sim, you beg him not to reveal your lie to the public when it goes viral. weirdly, he agrees and you two begin to fool the public. can your lie become the truth or will it eventually catch up with you?

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a/n — short written chapter under the cut! no warnings!

“Hey.” You softly whispered into the phone, curling over to lie on your side. you tended to sit up while on the phone, but tonight was a different occasion. This was the first time you had ever called… him.

“Hey,” His voice responded, coming through the receiver clear, but with a tinge of exhaustion. He had either just been asleep or he was about to be. That would mean this call would be a quick one. You wouldn’t try and get on his bad side even more than you presumably already were. “So, what do you want to talk about first?”

“I just…I wanted to talk about us…”

“Us?” His voice lilted a bit, a tinge of amusement. “You mean fake us or real us? That was a joke, by the way, there is no real us.”

For some reason, that hurt. You knew that you and Beomgyu’s relationship was nothing more than a strict “business” deal, but… For him to say there was no “real us” was a blow to the part of you that still harbored feelings for him. Did this mean he wouldn’t want to build a real relationship with you? Could the two of you even be friends? Would your clean slate even be appealing to him? 

Enough. You shook your head to yourself, knowing you were taking too long to respond. Beomgyu hadn’t said anything else, and it would be weird if you just sat on the phone in silence. You pushed down the twinge of hurt you felt and kept your mind on the task at hand.

“Duh, I know there’s no real us.” You tried to laugh lightheartedly, but it came out a bit choked. You hoped he hadn’t noticed. “We need to make up a game plan for how we’re going to go about this fake relationship. So far nobody’s suspected anything, but I’m sure if we don’t collab at least once, someone will start suspecting something. Even if we don’t live in the same country.”

“Mm.” There was slight ruffling coming through the phone as if Beomgyu was moving around. “We can use Discord and do multi-players if you want… It’s not that hard. Time zones and stuff might make it difficult, but that can be worked out…”

You thought about telling him about your surprise trip but decided against it. You weren’t sure how he’d react to it… Not like you were coming just for him, but… Better be safe than sorry you know.

“Are you listening to me?” Beomgyu asked, “I asked you for your Discord twice.”

“Sorry,” You quickly sent him a message with your info. “I’m listening…”

You and Beomgyu made a few more arrangements, sending each other photos that the other could post on their respective social media. You coached each other on your fellow interests and also came up with a more comprehensive story for how you two had met. He had mentioned his slip-up on his first stream addressing you and how he hadn’t remembered you said you’d met at a market initially, but you told him it was fine. Getting on his case when he was the one helping you would be a bit much.

“My friends? Soobin and Kai, they’re the ones that I live with. They’ve been on the stream before,” Now you were exchanging information on friends, just in case. “Felix and Sunoo, though, don’t live in California. They live in South Korea, like you.”

“Ah, you are friends with Sunoo after all.”

“Huh?”

“My friend, Jake… He said you and Sunoo were friends.”

“Jake?” Your mouth was filled with a bad taste at the mention of him. “Wait, Sim Jaeyun? That Jake?”

He had been a friend of Sunoo’s, even close enough to be considered a best friend at one point. But after what he had done to Sunoo… Let’s just say, you weren’t Jake’s biggest fan. You and Sunoo had burned several issues of magazines that featured him. That’s how much you disliked him.

“Yeah, that’s him. So, how is he?”

“What?”

“Sunoo. How’s he doing? Jake wanted me to ask.” You rolled your eyes, why would Jake care how Sunoo was doing? He was the one that had stabbed him in the back, yet now he wanted to see if the wound was healing. Jake always knew how to grind your gears.

“He’s fine.” And for added salt, you sneered, “Why does he care?”

“He… He says he misses him sometimes.” Beomgyu sounded uncomfortable. “Can we not talk about them? What their relationship is doesn’t really matter to me.”

“Fine.” You sighed, not really wanting to express your distaste for Jake either. “Well, aside from Jake… Who else are you friends with?”

You and Beomgyu kept talking. You brightened up a little when he mentioned that he had a friend named Keeho, stating that you two also knew each other. You made a mental note to ask for his number later, wanting to catch up. Eventually, though, you felt tired yourself. You’d be heading to the airport the next day, so you needed your sleep. Or Soobin would probably have your head.

Beomgyu hung up first.

“Are you seriously still awake!?” Soobin appeared at your bedroom door. “Bed. Now. I don’t want to hear you complaining tomorrow when we head to the airport.”

“Okay, mom.” Your best friend rolled his eyes before turning around to go back to his room.

Clink! Your phone’s text message sound went off. You looked at the screen, eyes widening as you read the message. 

>> C. Beomgyu: flying to cali. tomorrow. surprise. <<

© GYUMIBEAR. do not repost, modify or translate my work onto other social media sites.

[yes-divine-ruler]

𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒

Part 4

pairing: kai anderson x fem!reader

Taglist/ @v-love @evanpetersfav @demxnicprxncess @kitwalkersgfff @quicksilversg1rl @iruzias @alexxavicry @soaringcloud @laynna-mcknight @humdrumexistence @simp4petermaximoff f @sultrysullen @evan4ever @paujmr @jangsuzchap

cw: dub-con, knife play, home invasion, vaginal sex, bondage

wc: 2.734k

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Kai was cleaning his mask when Ivy walked in. She eyed him, seeing the combat boots on his feet, the black trench coat over his back, his hair long and draped around his face. She knew that that meant business, and that business was going to be carried out tonight.

"What's on tonight Kai?" Ivy asked quietly, scared to catch Kai at a bad time.

"We spoke about this a few hours ago, where were you by the way? It was an important meeting," Kai couldn't let the tardiness of one of his cult members distract him from his upcoming mission, he kept his eyes on his mask as he wiped it clean.

"I'm sorry Kai, I had to pick up Ozzy from school, I told Winter, I dont know if she told you," truth was, Ivy was at the Butchery on Main, catching you up on the plan for tonight.

"Don't do it again," Kai grumbled, finally settling his mask down on the table and getting up from his seat on the sofa. His boots thumped against the floor as he approached Ivy, looming over her like a dark, menacing shadow.

"You know what happens when someone snitches, don't you Ivy? When someone betrays me?"

Kai's tone suddenly switched, and his eyes shone darker.

Ivy swallowed thickly, not breaking eye contact in case it made her look as guilty as she felt. She nodded curtly, "yes, Divine Ruler," her voice was no louder than a whisper.

"Good," Kai's face lights up into a smile, and he places a warm hand on Ivy's cheek, "get ready, we're leaving in 20."

Ivy let out the breath she didn't realise she was holding in as her leader ascended the basement stairs behind her, knowing that to his knowledge, she was still a devoted follower and not someone who was trying to sabotage him.

You thought that if your heart beat any faster, you might fall into cardiac arrest. You had a glock-19 shoved into the waistband of your pants, and a knife strapped to your thigh. You weren't taking any chances tonight knowing what was about to come. You knew that Kai had taken this upon himself to do, and that it would be you versus him when he barged in through your front door at 1 am on the dot.

The clock ticked agonisingly slow, showing that the time was only 45 minutes past midnight. No amount of preparation would ever have you prepared for your alleged murder, nor more time. Your knee shook in a frenzied fashion and your hands that were clasped together in your lap began to drip with sweat. You'd practiced this, Kai's break in, Kai confronting you, Kai pulling the knife from behind his back. This particular scenario played over and over in your head like a broken record.

You were shaken from your thoughts when the phone rang. You watched it from the corner of your eye as it rung - 1,2,3 - times, just like you'd discussed with Ivy. He was downstairs.

Sucking in a deep breath and reaching for your adderall, you popped more than your recommended dose and swallowed it with a glass of water. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, and stood from your seat. The heavy thud of boots reverberated off the walls in the hallway leading up to your apartment, and soon, there was a slow knock on your front door. Your hand shook as your fingers hooked around the trigger and grip of the glock rested against your hip. There was no turning and running now.

You stayed put, trying to even your breathing as another loud trio of knocks rung through your apartment.

"I know you're in there, I just wanna talk," the sound of Kai's voice sent a shiver down your spine. Who was he kidding, talk? You still questioned where he got your address to begin with knowing fair well it wasn't public information. The questions you were asking yourself would have to wait; there was a much bigger matter at hand.

"Come on baby, don't be like this. I'm sorry for leaking our sex tape," Kai continued to taunt you through the wooden panes of your front door, every minute you weren't face to face with him sparing you yours or his life.

“If it’s any consolation, you were the best sex I’ve ever had, and I’ve had a lot of sex,” Kai spoke, followed by a tapping on the door with what seemed to be not his hand anymore, but something metal. It made your blood run cold.

When was he going to knock down the door so you could just end him? The sweat that beaded against your forehead began to drip onto your eyelashes, and your hands only shook more vigorously. Your eyes were glazing over in fear and soon you were worried a tear would fall.

“Let me in pretty, come on, it’s just me,” Kai didn’t let off, and it provoked words to spill from your throat.

“Fuck off Kai!” You covered your mouth with your shaking hand.

It goes silent, the only noise your heart feverishly beating in your ears. You wondered for a moment if he was still standing at your front door. Holding your breath, you tip-toe to the eye hole, and peek through it. No one. Your eye stays trained on the tiny glass pane for a few more minutes, before you finally let out your breath. Your body relaxes, and your fingers unwind from its tight grasp on your glock.

You wonder what made him change his mind while also wondering if he’s just playing games with you. What if he was just ducking out of sight? What if he was coming through your balcony? Your mind whirled with thoughts, so much so, you decided you’d just open the door and check for yourself.

You didn’t have time to scream, because a big hand wrapped itself around your mouth and pulled you back in through the ajar door into your apartment. Your eyes squeezed shut in fright; hot breath fanning your ear from behind you.

“You’re such a dumb bitch, did you really think I wouldn’t know? Didn’t think I’d see all the undercover cops waiting outside?” Kai’s angry tone coursed through your body and settles in the pit of your stomach.

You try and struggle out of his grip, your hands coming up to pry at his around your mouth. He fights back, pulling you down onto the floor and straddling your hips so that you can’t get away. The moment is tense, and soon you feel the cool metal that was knocking at your door against your throat.

“Make a fucking sound and I’ll slit your throat,” your eyes open to peer into the dark orbs belonging to Kai, his jaw locked and his lips in a tight straight line. Your eyes remain wide in shock, as he removes his hand for only a moment, bringing it back just as fast with a piece of duct tape.

He works at your wrists next, pulling rope from a backpack and bounding your wrists together. You don’t fight against him, knowing that you had now, definitely lost. What in your mind convinced you you could beat the master in mind games and trickery?

“Now,” he moves down your legs, bounding together your ankles. Nothing had ever made you feel more suffocated, “you’re going to call the cops and say it’s a false alarm, and I’m going to watch you with this knife against your throat.”

If your lips could move you’d be sobbing, the tears in your eyes blurring your vision as Kai gets off you to search for your mobile. He finds it almost instantly, and settles back down on top of you, the knife once again strategically placed at your jugular.

“The tape is coming off now,” Kai warns you, before ripping the tape from your lips. You gasp in pain and wonder if your skin had been taken with the tape.

Kai holds your phone up to your face, and unlocks it in an instant. He scrolls through what you suppose is your text messages, until his face lights up with content. He calls the number, and puts your phone on speaker. So badly did you want to scream for help, but ultimately you knew it would be the cause of your demise with the sharp blade already slightly piercing your skin.

“Everything okay?” Detective Wilson asks.

“Ye-yes, um-” Kai advises you to stop stuttering with the reminder that there is a knife to your neck, “I think it’s a false alarm detective, I’m so sorry to bother you, you can all go home.”

The detective pauses for a moment, as if he wasn’t convinced, until Kai urges you to speak again.

“Really, I’ll let you know if anything changes.”

“Alright miss, please, keep us in the loop.”

The line goes dead, and Kai immediately tosses your phone across the room. It hits the wall and falls to the floor with a loud crack.

“Now, tell me who my mole is.”

You suspected that Kai may already know who his mole was, if he was intelligent enough to work out you knew his plan. You restrained from saying anything, scared that it would cost another’s life. Right now, if he was to only take yours, at least everyone would know who did it.

“Just kill me instead, I know that’s what you really want,” you couldn’t believe those words were coming out of your mouth.

Kai’s facial expression remains unwavering, his eyebrows deeply furrowed, and his lips slightly parted with the exhale of small breaths.

Kai knew he didn’t want this. There was always something about you that attracted him to you, regardless of how different you were in every way. You weren’t scared of him, and were willing to kill another person to protect yourself. He admired your planning, your use of a mole from his cult, how you’d defended yourself after the sex tape was leaked. You were strong, and nobody could try and convince him otherwise.

He drops the knife and you let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Then he kisses you.

You’re still tied by the wrists and the ankles, but even if you weren’t, you wouldn’t try and move away. He had just tried to kill you, but you were still like putty in his hands. He was mean, condescending, downright evil, but the way his lips moved against yours sent butterflies free to fly around your stomach.

Maybe something inside you knew he wouldn’t go through with it, hence why you were so compliant. His lips felt like velvet against yours, his tongue soon to delve its way into your open and begging mouth. His big, warm hands cupped your cheeks, and when he finally pulled away, you didn’t want him to stop.

“What was that for?” Suddenly the adrenaline had worn off, and you were left wondering what all of this meant. His hands didn’t leave your face as he peered down into your soul.

“You need to admit to me who the mole is,” he spoke softly, and you noticed something glisten in his usually stone-cold eyes.

“Why would I tell you?” You fought back, but your voice was only just louder than a whisper.

“Do you want to stay tied up while I fuck you?”

The question startled you, but you didn’t have time to respond before Kai’s mouth was back on yours. He tilted his head to get better access to you, his dick twitching in his pants when he hears the moans vibrate from the back of your throat.

Every time you slept with Kai it felt like the circumstances couldn’t get any worse, but this definitely took the cake. His mouth felt warm and tasted like the smallest but perfect hint of mint toothpaste. His tongue slid over yours, massaging it softly, and when it was all becoming too much for him, he stopped. He needed to feel you again.

“Keep me tied up,” your mind was just as clouded by lust as his was, almost as if this totally fucked up situation never happened. Almost as if you were two people who weren’t at war with each other.

Kai chuckled, before reaching for the glock at your hip. He’d felt it pressed against his inner thigh this whole time but chose to ignore it; it wasn’t like you could do anything with it anyway. He tossed it to the side before checking if the safety was on, and then tore your pants down your legs.

When the cold air hit your skin, it pricked in small goosebumps. Kai ran his fingers down the length of your thighs, immersed in the way they looked and felt, like they were the most perfect things to exist. He left the knife strapped to your thigh when he rolled you over onto your stomach, and sucked in a breath when he saw the perfection of your ass.

You wiggled, and the tip of the knife pricked your thigh. It wasn’t painful, it actually felt good knowing now what was about to happen. Kai used his own knife to slice your panties down the middle and tear them off.

“How bad do you want it?” Kai was back to taunting you, your cheek pressed against the carpet of your living room floor as you heard his zipper unfasten.

“Please,” you pleaded, wanting to forget about everything else and feel him inside you.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me, Kai.”

You gasped at the feeling of Kai’s spit, as it landed directly on your cunt and dripped down onto your clit. He worked fast, reaching for your sensitive bud and toying with it between his fingers. You couldn’t hold back the pathetic whimpers as they forced their way out your lips.

The engorged tip of his cock was next, and all you could imagine was the veiny length and the way it pulsed in need. You were beginning to clench around nothing, until he finally sunk into you after spreading your pussy from behind.

He didn’t go easy, bottoming out inside you and groaning at how good it felt. His moans were like music to your ears now that the loud thumping of your heart had gone away. Your clit brushed against the carpet with every ravaging thrust, Kai’s skin hitting yours and making a blissful beat.

“Fuck,” Kai muttered, totally consumed by you and your sounds, loving the way you were tied up and at his disposal. You let out small whimpers, feeling the head of his cock almost brush your cervix with every piston of his hips.

“Oh my god that feels so good,” you almost cried, the way he was fucking you reaching every point you needed it to. No one had ever fucked you like this, or maybe it was all the danger mixed with the undeniable sexual tension.

“Your pussy feels amazing,” you’d never heard a nice thing come out of Kai’s mouth, but tonight he was full of compliments, “you get me so riled up, I can’t contain it.”

He was close, but he just wanted to fuck you forever. You were sure to be bleeding from your thigh now, but the thought didn’t stop the twist of an orgasm in your groin.

“Please Kai, I’m gonna cum,” you almost cried, tilting your hips upwards to feel the hit of his cock against your sweet spot. It unravelled you, releasing around his cock and clenching so tightly it made Kai lose control and come undone.

He pulled out, and spilled his cum across the perfect planes of your ass. You both panted in an attempt to get your breath back, and when his were finally even, he turned you back onto your back.

You looked up at him and he almost came again. You watched his cock as it leaked the remanence of his last load, swollen and pink in the best way possible.

“I’m going to fuck you, again and again, until you give in and tell me who the mole is,” Kai’s face showed he was serious, but his eyes glinted with a playfulness you could definitely get used to. Sensitive and fucked out, all you could do was nod.