#EXO LABEL COMING SOON

[littleprincehyun]

SEHUN 💀💀

[subaura]

✶ ⠀ klaudia fontaine « sweet as kandi »

born july 14th, 1989, in atlanta, georgia, klaudia fontaine would be raised as the only daughter out of five children. with her father, a producer himself, and her mother, a high school english teacher, she’s described by family to have been born with a musical gift. her father describes her as ‘his only child with an interest in music’ as her four older brothers would go on to pursue careers in stem fields. growing up in the church, she began playing piano at four years old, then joining choir at six.

the stage name kandi came about as a childhood nickname due to her widely known sweet tooth. ‘she was never seen without a piece of candy in her mouth, but never, ever had a single cavity,’ her mother would go on to say. ‘all the sugar went to her voice. people loved her voice.’ at sixteen, she would move to new york to stay with an aunt, landing small gigs throughout high school to sing at small restaurants and bars—ultimately landing her a gig as a demo singer.

her career was launched when she was discovered through one of her gig appearances, unknowingly performing in front a talent manager from elysium records, an up and coming music company. quick to bank on her singing voice, she was signed not too long after, marketed as a diamond in the rough. snippets of covers and demos alike were purposely leaked to the public to amp hype up around her debut. namely, a cover of amy winehouse’s ‘tears dry own their own’ would skyrocket her name into the public eye.

just a few days shy of turning eighteen, klaudia would release her four-track debut studio album ‘eternal youth’ on july 8th, 2007, leading with the pre release single titled ‘bad behavior’. with the heavy marketing, klaudia’s popularity skyrocketed—‘bad behavior’ landing her a spot on the billboard top 200 for six weeks straight at #4. ‘sugar’, ‘sneaky’, and ‘be your girl’ landing spots in the 10s and 20s. the exposure pushed her into the limelight, tabloids and new sites alike clambering over themselves at the story of a young girl who pushed her company into the spotlight.

over the next few years, she would release four albums underneath elysium, fame and fortune surrounding the name. performances at music awards shows would only award her more for her musical achievements, eventually claiming some for herself for the course of her career. though 2011 would hint at the true greediness lurking behind the scenes, with her releasing a long rant on twitter exposing the way elysium had taken advantage of her. the thread would go viral a few days after the release of her fifth and final single album, both completing her contract with the company and showcasing the truth behind what she had gone through.

laying low after her explosive departure from elysium, she would disappear from the public spotlight for the next two years, her name resurfacing via a fan posting a picture to twitter of her and a seemingly more happier klaudia in south korea. the picture would go viral within the next 24 hours, fans pestering the artist until klaudia herself would confirm the news with a post to her long deserted instagram account. a few weeks later, news began circulating of her signing with a label as a producer, having worked on her own music in between releases at elysium. the label, blitz inc., owned by seo minkyung, would confirm the news soon after.

though she would help produce hits under blitz, recognized through her notable tag ‘sweet like kandi’, she was found to be credited under groups like nct and seventeen, pushing her name further into mainstream media. 2014 would bring yet another album, ‘krystallized’, releasing what is known as her second most commercially successful body of work to date. 2016 is when she would finally be entered into the komca credits list, recognized for her work with groups like red velvet, exo, shinee, and many more.

in 2015, what was described by the press as a ‘sudden awakening’ lit up news sites. an ex employee of blitz leaked a few of klaudia’s demos for blitz girl group starlite, causing major comeback delays. this lead to klaudia slamming blitz with mismanagement claims, to which the company ignored in favor of trying to salvage starlite’s steadily sinking career. it was revealed to the public that klaudia’s voice had been used in the backtrack of nearly all of the group’s songs, her voice even being warped and mixed to sound like the various members of the group. klaudia filed a lawsuit against blitz, leading to a near two-year legal battle finally won in 2017. she, and other producers under blitz, walked out of the company with nullified contracts.

laying low for a few months once again, she would surprise the public by launching her own label in 2017 to house herself and fellow producers officially known as aura. 2018 would mark the start of a solo career, releasing her most widely acclaimed album to date titled ‘krush’. this would win her many awards and nominations, including her first billboard #1 and million streamed songs.

in 2020, after a year of meetings with executives and the man himself, klaudia made the business decision to merge with jyp entertainment. the news made headlines both domestically and globally, especially with the news that artists underneath both companies already knew each other before the merger. though most agreed the decision was most definitely a financial one, netizens couldn’t help but notice the quality of the music under aura also rising significantly.

klaudia is described by her staff as someone who genuinely cares about the music she and others create—almost to a fault. she’s kind, authentic, and incredibly supportive while valuing constructive criticism that aides the artists instead of bringing them down.

[a3day]

A3DAY Extended Commentary: KAI "Rover" (2023)

DISCLAIMER - An Album a Day is my exploration into the Korean music scene. This blog, just like my podcast, will cover mainstream, indie and some underground artists within the scene and provide both factual and opinionated commentary. The biggest benefit to sharing my thoughts this way is that it will hopefully expose you to more great music and exploration of your own.

When assuming membership in one of South Korea's most well-recognized idol groups, I'm willing to believe that creating solo work is not only a deeply desired opportunity, but a rites of passage. Clearly, it's allowed Kim Jong-in a.k.a. Kai to break away from the mold (or "colors," as K-pop often refers to the energy, styling, and expectations) of SM Entertainment's EXO with two mini-albums.

With this third outing, "Rover," sounds unexpected. There's some familiar deliveries, but you damn near can't put your finger on which EXO album clued you in that he could do what he's going to do on this project. You can't even fully place it on the same shelf as "Peaches," his second mini-album birthed 16 months before this one. If his debut mini-album was sexy-sexy-dance-dance-smooth, then the second was tongue-in-cheek-sweet-sweet-vibes... and this one is grown-grown-borderline-AOMG/H1GHR Music.

You can't just jump around like that, Kaihonetta... don't do me us like this... it's dangerous. (And yes, that is pronounced Kai-ho-netta.)

SM used far better words than I have to express the variety of this album, stating,

KAI has presented different concepts for each solo album released so far, such as 'Mmmh' with a restrained sexiness and 'Peaches' with a sweet vibe, proving that he is a 'world-class performer' who will never let you down. Expectations are rising for the unique music and performance that he will show through this album.

Let's get into the breakdown of what we're hearing, feeling *clears throat* and sensing on "Rover," track by track.

Rover - Bulgarian pop done Kai's way

You've read that right: this song is a reinterpretation of Bulgarian pop star Dara's song, released on Virginia Records. SM embraces covers and the fact that Kai's production team stayed true to the original music and arrangement is a win.

At bare minimum, the chorus is catchy enough to get a little body movement from its listeners. In my case, I keep mixing parts of it in my head with another track on the album, which we'll get to soon enough.

EDIT: Since writing this on album release day, I've come across several conversations on Twitter about this song and how Kai "copied it." We know there are instances of blatant plagiarism in South Korean pop entertainment but this is not the case here. Permission was sought, granted and publicly acknowledged.

It takes so little to search the Internet for reputable reporting and notations about major and indie label work. This was a perfect opportunity to use those keyboarding skills to find the truth.

While I understand that not everyone is engrossed in music to the point of wanting to know who's who and what's doing what, these arguments against Kai's reinterpretation are ignorant. Checks and cheques have cleared.

Listen to my reaction to this song below

Black Mirror - "Boomerang~~ boomerang~~" A song produced with the sounds of its time for mid-trap music, the track wins because it's not overwhelming the auditory experience. Kai plays with pitch and tone throughout the entire track as he speaks about watching someone with provocative angles and enticing interactions. It's easy enough to ignore the music in favor of his delivery. He sounds comfortable yet arrogant and it works. It works very well, indeed.

Slidin' - This man is talking about adult extra-curricular activities

The mood is set as soon as the song comes on. It's a mellow tempo that encourages the body to loosen up and one's head to bob to the beat. Thus, I thought the title was about sliding into one's DMs. It seemed right and my ass was wrong. Kai said, "Slidin'/Strip it down, take it off/Slidin'/You can leave it all to me/Come wrap me up, closely."

It's easy to get lost in the melodic experience but if you take the time to familiarize yourself with the lyrics in the language of your choosing, then you'll find this song to be a solid statement of adulthood without giving too much away.

Bomba - Reggaeton and redundancy

I must preface this by saying that I'm a member of a reggaeton household. I can't escape it when I hop in the car nor can I run from it when my partner is lounging around the house. It takes very little effort to identify its typical instruments; and it's not that I don't enjoy it, but that I am burned out on it.

Now that my truth has been revealed, this song would not work any other way. "Bomba" is on trend, gives a few words in Spanish to make it feel authentic, and has ear worm capacity that syncs with "Rover" (unintentionally?) well.

Say You Love Me - The hip-hop soul track that fits multiple vocals

Let's look at this first from the artistic styling before my fangirl antics surface. The team behind this track must hide behind the mild description given by SM for the song to avoid pearl-clutching behaviors. The label gives us this:

''Say You Love Me'' is a hip-hop R&B song, which directly expresses the wish to have love confirmed in precise words.

Call it a nice way of saying what one with certain life experiences could pick up on: this song isn't playing around with words but seeking physical confirmation. This isn't uniquely Kai's, per se, not in the way we think of "Confession," for example. This track could have found a home with the deliveries of GOT7's Yugyeom and/or Jay B, Bluewoods, or even Dean if he felt like coming back. Any male artist willing to ride the lyrical cadence could have done it, but it's nice to have Kai challenge himself in this way.

Where's the fangirl antics, you say? I scream, you scream, we're all screaming, "Kai, PLEASE." PLEASE! What the hell do you mean, asking me to wake up and feel the mood and "just feel when I move"?!? HUH?!?! BLANKET THREATS, SIR. You're throwing around blanketed threats!

Sinner - A powerful close to a literal phase in an entertainer's life

We've heard Kai use music before to (allegedly) process feelings of heartbreak and loss as a member of EXO but this felt like it was seeking retribution and forgiveness with his fans. After all, we know that sooner than later, his time to serve his country through military service is coming. Could his pleas for punishment with an immediate re-embrace be thoughts about the inevitable next thing? Regardless if this interpretation is true or not, the song rests on a simplified beat and contemplative piano. The baseline and kick drum could deliver more, as it feels a bit apprehensive soulfully, but it doesn't diminish the message.

MY OFFICIAL RANKING

K-pop fans, on a scale of 1 to 5 where 5′s essential listening and 1′s not worth mentioning, the A3Day ranking for Kai's third album is 4. He's provided three albums that have captured the colors of three periods in his life and this one feels like a man on the cusp of new experiences away from the limelight. I enjoyed it and look forward to what's next to come.

[lasi-nariyoyoreads]

hi lasi,

i hope you’re doing well. idk if you stan baekhyun (i noticed he’s your pfp) but i’ve been wondering about his energy lately? and how he’s doing? he’s been super quiet lately and there’s a lot going on behind the scenes with his whole debacle with sm. I was just wondering if you’d be comfortable to do a check in on him and see how he’s doing? 🥺 nothing to extensive like his next moves or anything, his well-being is my concerns. (if he’s energetically available even idk 😭) sorry if this ask is all over the place. thank you though 😌

Baekhyun's current energy

Hi! Yep, I'm a baby exo-l who fell very hard for their music and of course I stan Baek! I kinda wanted to do a reading like that, so I'll take your ask as the opportunity to do it. Cards aside, I really hope he's been quiet because he's working on music or his own label and not because sm sucks :')

Disclaimer:

My readings are made for fun and you should read them for fun too. So don't take them seriously. 

Cards: 10 of wands, rev 5 of cups, rev king of swords

He might feel stressed and burdened with a lot of responsibilities.

He's slowly working his way up. He might've struggled a lot these past months or this past year, but I think he has made up his mind, he envisioned a certain path and he's working to go in that direction.

I think because of the current situation, he wants to keep his cool and make rational decisions. Knight of swords reversed implies issues with the authority, a lack of structure or even legal issues (🥲), I think there's a lot going on with him right now, he might feel overwhelmed and he's afraid of making rushed choices or actions that might cause some issues, but I also feel a lot of determination, the idea that he's doing what's best for him and what he truly wants.

I think he's busy from a lot of point of views, both with work and mentally. He might feel exhausted but also aware that good results might arrive soon if he holds on some more.

He's not at his best currently, but I feel he has a lot of hope for what's to come, I might even say he's excited for it. So, from these cards I can sense that he's working on something and that's why he's keeping a low profile.

[dojae-huh]

Taeil doesn't like being pushed, he's been very vocal abt liking to do stuff at his speed. He is too chill to start being annoyed abt stuff like him not getting opportunities, u need to network to get gigs. Doyoung like shinee key keeps growing his network and gets gigs on TV thanks to his network.

As for taeil sleeping 14 hours he shared it coz he wanted to share for once he slept for long. Aespa were asked to request things and winter asked for holidays, aespa hasn't been releasing anything for a while but they were busy. SM isn't a small label focusing on one thing per group.

Djj started recording in 2021, most ppl record stuff and await for their time. Key waited 6 months for his solo debut, he had to release very summer songs in winter. Sometimes things don't work the way a company wants them too, they wanted exo to have a comeback but army was adamant for Kai to be sent to army. Same with taeil being the same age as kai and sehun so they will have to leave soon too (maybe December or Jan)

6 months isn't the time to introduce a new artist in the market. Like Luna, taeil doesn't have a big fandom so they need him to be pushed in public spaces but he isn't witty like kyuhyun so they will go the same route they did with jonghyun (jjong like taeilnwas pushed as a visual and that got him a lot of fans unlike taeil who lost interest to keep his hot looks )

Maybe Taeil will be back ripped from the army? Heh.

Taeil had up and downs when it comes to making an effort. He improved in dancing for the last comebacks. He is a bit better at modelling. He dieted not that long ago fror another comeback (I can't recall which one).

Taeil was very happy during the last comebacks, he opened up and became more funny as well. He'll find a comfortable niche for himself, if he hasn't already. D.O. didn't even promote his first album. He made an album for his fans and that was enough for him. He finds fulfillment creatively through acting. And Taeil might do it through song-writing or something else away from fans' eyes.

127 are working, they have adverts to shoot, they met recently for that sauna content. Clothes need fitting, songs need practice and recording. The performance in May in Bangkok needs choreo practice.

In pursue of his ambition Doyoung has to swim in a cold ocean on his birthday day or refuse to eat his favourite hamburgers for several weeks. This extreme lifestyle is not for everyone.

[what-if-nct]

helloooo today's reminder is

one: Choi Minho is releasing concept scenes and a "cinematic trailer" instead of teasers for his album. i wasn't expecting that but it makes so much sense that he would do that, both as one of the biggest idol actors, and as a shinee member, because they all go HARD on their solo album concepts. i know I've said this a lot already and you're gonna keep hearing it until the album actually comes out but: i can't fucking wait it's gonna be so good

two: i just did the maths, and the debut era neos' SM contracts expire next year. i would've guessed Winwin would be the only one of the 2016 debut line who might genuinely have left, but i think his label v/acting studio contract might mean he has a few years to go before he can do that. out of the 127s, the dreamies and Ten, i don't really see anyone leaving, but it'd be really interesting to me if someone did. not that i want them to. but then no one deserves to be stuck with sm ent.

Hiii! And really? That sounds so cool, I just know it's going to be out of this world, it really is just Shinee tradition to go above and beyond with their solo albums. I can't wait either!!! Next year? that's so soon. But yeah, I think pretty much everyone will renew their contracts, I'd be surprised if anyone didn't , I can't think of anyone who wouldn't. Like with exo I wasn't surprised that Yixing decided to leave he hasn't been able to promote with exo since Lotto and he only had a few scenes in Tempo. But no one in NCT has endured anything close to that (maybe one person but he isn't apart of 2016 nct). And Winwin I think being put in Wayv was the best thing for him and really saved him. I know we loved him in 127. But him being in Wayv exclusively has been so good for him. One he has more lines and screen time, two he has a whole career in China which I honestly think he wouldn't have had if Wayv didn't promote in China before 2020. If he stayed in 127 he wouldn't have been able to get that chance at all. And because the Chinese members always get the short end of the stick in SM, I definitely love when they get to blossom and get every chance to succeed as they can get. I love that Winwin has gotten that, the fact he has his own studio in China makes my heart so happy and is the best nct/exo parallel

[byuntrash101]

Trump Card

Picture credit: @exo-stentialism

Pairing: mainly Dom!Baekhyun x You BUT also Chanyeol x You; Exo!OT9 x You

Genre: EstablishedRelationship!AU, smut

Tags: alcohol, daddy kink, oral (m), deepthroat, praising, exhibitionism/voyeurism (kinda), dirty talk, jealousy, light hair pulling, "public" masturbation (f), squirting, overstimulation (kinda), fingering, cum play, bukakke, lots of cum 🍆💦 (you've been warned😈)

Raiting: +18 (trust me it's filthyyy🤪)

Word count: 4.9k

Summary: It’s game night with the boys and like often you decide to tag along with your boyfriend Baekhyun. But when money and alcohol is involved, the only thing missing is sex.

A/N: Guyssss!! I had so MUCH fun writting this one 🥵🥵... soooo did you notice the pairing isn't only Baek this time ??? you'll see why hehe 😏😏. I don't want to spoil. -Cat 😽

Tag list:  @lovebuginlove @calamell @bobohumyonlyboo @smolbeanmika @making-me-blush @wooya1224 @yixing-jaehyun @f4ncyvelvet @lalalala-lav @deligxt @xofanfics @byunsugar @dixnysustae @to-all-the-stories-i-love @artisticcgroove @myexoobsession @geniusloey @blahblahblah-boo @nana-banana @mingiandbaconjam @chanyeolscoon

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Trump Card

“There she is!” Chanyeol shouted, getting up from his chair, completely ignoring his best friend entering his garage at the exact same time as you.

Like every week Chanyeol hosted a secret and illegal gathering. What the boys called “game night”. Basically, it was an excuse for all of them to come together, drink some beer and other liquors.

Illegal because it involved gambling and money. Lots of it.

Tonight, the said game was poker. A round table was set up next to Chanyeol’s car.

He walked up to you and immediately held you in a tight and warm hug. You chuckled lightly.

“Yeol!” You say hugging him back.

“Okay that’s it you two” you heard the voice of your boyfriend as you felt his hand pulling at your side, ripping you from Chanyeol’s warm embrace.

When you turned to face him, Baekhyun's eyes were throwing daggers at Chanyeol as he tightly held your waist by his side. Chanyeol on the other hand just shrugged and laughed.

Everytime it was the same thing. Ever since you and Baekhyun started dating. When he first introduced you to his group of friends, they started to playfully flirt with you just to get on Baekhyun’s nerves. At first, you were uncomfortable but you realized pretty soon that the eight of them were actually real gentlemen and they only wanted to tease their friend.

Because, yes, Baekhyun was so easy to get worked up. He was jealous. The simplest little interaction would have him running back to you to make sure everyone in the room knew you were with him. You were his and nobody else’s.

The door of the garage cracked open once again.

“Ah finally!” Junmyeon shouted as Sehun was walking in. “We were waiting for you!”

“Okay everyone is here so let's sit” Jongdae shouted.

They all took place around the table. As per usual, you sat beside your boyfriend. You didn’t really like to play yourself but you did enjoy watching how the game turned out. The boys always made for a very entertaining bunch.

“Poker tonight boys?” Chanyeol asked while shuffling the deck of cards.

“Yup” Minseok said as he was opening up his wallet to throw on the table a thick stack of cash.

They all followed. One after the other they placed huge amounts of money in front of them. Huge amounts of money that was to be lost or won by tonight's lucky winner.

All of them were successful in their own field of action. Kyungsoo was a famous actor, Yixing owned a music label, Junmyeon was a business tycoon, Sehun a haute couture runway model, Jongin was a world famous choreographer, Chanyeol was a renowned guitarist and drummer, Minseok was an eminent university professor and even if Jongdae was relatively discreet about his occupation you suspected he was involved with the mafia… And for your boyfriend, Baekhyun, he owned his own fashion line.

And they called their little group EXO.

Needless to say, all this money lying on the green felt wasn’t worth much to them. They played and gambled for the thrill of it. Not for the money. But you know, if you can become richer in the process then… No one is complaining.

Their status is clearly the reason why they hold those secret meetings in Chanyeol’s garage.

Chanyeol handed the deck of cards to Kyungsoo who proceeded to distribute them among the EXOs.

Baekhyun flipped his cards up to take a look at them and you did too. Two spades cards, the 5 and 6. It wasn’t looking so bad. It seemed like luck was on Baekhyun’s side tonight. So he went along with the game.

After very tumultuous arounds and lots of beer and liquor. Chanyeol and Baekhyun were the last ones standing.

Baekhyun was feeling more and more confident as the rounds progressed and the others kept on folding one after the other. The four cards on the green felt were all spades, the ace, 7, 8 and 9. So it basically meant Baekhyun already won… He was holding a straight flush with his 5 and 6 spades. So no matter what the last card was going to be, he was going to win.

When Kyungsoo was about to flip the last card Chanyeol stopped him.

“Wait! You know what? I’m feeling very lucky tonight. So, how about we make this game worth something for once?”

All heads whipped to him.

“What do you mean?” Jongin asked.

“Well” Chanyeol reached for the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his car keys which he set on the table and pushed to add to the beting with the back of his hand. All the others gasped in shock, Baekhyun included. “How about my Mercedes G Wagon?”

Baekhyun eyed down the shiny metal key.

“Are you sure about that ?” he raises an eyebrow, trying to gauge his friend.

“Yup” Chanyeol says, full of confidence. You look back at Baekhyun’s hand. For a second you feel sorry for him, you know there’s no way he can top his straight flush. But then you make eye contact with him. There’s a gleam in his eyes that you’ve never seen before… Somehow it makes you shiver.

“I mean suit yourself” Baekhyun answers shrugging. “I can’t lose with the hand I have”.

“Then you won’t mind betting anything...” Chanyeol marks a dramatic silence as he brings his eyes back to Baekhyun. “Anything at all”

The whole room is on edge, these boys have been knowing each other for years. So they know Chanyeol is up to no good when he says something like this.

Baekhyun leans in.

“Bring it on” he whispers detaching every syllable, throwing a challenging gaze to his friend.

“Then I want to see y/n” Chanyeol says, flashing his pearly white teeths in the most teasing smile. The others all start to whisper in shock. Baekhyun tilts his head.

“What do you mean, Park?”

Chanyeol’s eyes shift to you as he licks his lips while they are being pulled in a sly smirk.

“I, no, we want y/n to do a show for us. We want to see her strip.”

Your head whips to Baekhyun but he doesn’t take his eyes off Chanyeol, gauging him. Trying to see if he bluffs. Underneath the table you squeeze your boyfriend's thigh, trying to make him look at you but he is focussed on the game. He looks back again at his hand. Then you feel him relax, the tension in his back and shoulders vanishes as he finally looks at you. He leans in and whispers in your ear.

“Baby I can’t lose with this okay? so don’t worry.” He places a reassuring hand over your knee. “Do you trust me?” you nod, still hesitant.

Then Baekhyun gets up and circles the car. He walks over to it, checks out the rims, leans in to look at the beautiful leather interior. Then comes back and sits.

“It’s a deal, Park”

Silence settles as they both stare at each other in the most defying way. Kyungsoo pulls the last card. Even though you are certain that Baekhyun will win, you can’t help your heart to loudly beat against your rib cage, shooting boiling blood throughout your body.

Kyungsoo reveals the last card. It’s the king of spades. Baekhyun shouts victoriously, flipping both of his cards on the green felt.

“Straight flush, motherfuckerrrr” Baekhyun shouts, smiling from ear to ear. But you are more cautious and reserved. You refuse to believe it before you see Chanyeol’s cards because… even if it’s highly improbable, and chances are as slim as could be... There could be a chance that Chanyeol pulled a…

“Royal flush” Chanyeol whispers, throwing his 10 and queen of spades in front of Baekhyun. Baekhyun’s face shatters in a million pieces as the others jump up in a loud celebration. You feel your heart sink in your heels. You can’t believe it…

Baekhyun lost.

Once the euphoria dies down a little they all look at you. Baekhyun gets up in a fury, making his chair fall back on the concrete floor of the garage.

“Okay baby,” Chanyeol starts looking you dead in the eyes. “Come on, do your thing” he smirks evilly as your heart tried to jump out of your chest again.

You turn a worried eye to your boyfriend.

“We lost y/n… Just… do what he says! ” he snaps. His voice is laced with anger and even though you know it’s not directed at you you can’t help but to feel hurt. Baekhyun turns around, not wanting to witness his beloved girlfriend stripping for his best friends.

Chanyeol smiles at you, trying to encourage you.

You get up, determined to honor the bet and get it over with. You can’t believe how you got in this situation but you intend to get out of it quickly.

As soon as you bring your hands to the first button of your flowy blouse, the others fall silent. Holding their breaths in, patiently waiting to see your skin peek out from the light white material of your top.

You undo one button, then two, then three, then finally you peel the blouse off your shoulders and let it fall flat on the ground. You hear some of them gasp.

Your hand circles your back and with one movement you unclasp your night blue lace bra.

“Fuck” you hear Jongin whisper under his breath.

You slip one arm out then the other, maintaining the bra over your breasts. You take a deep breath, and slowly, you let the lace fall at your feet too.

“Fuck y/n, you’re so pretty” Yixing curses.

You should feel embarrassed and you try to convince yourself that it is in fact this feeling that makes your heart jump up and down inside your chest. But it’s a lie. And you have the proof of it when your hand slips underneath your pleated skirt to slide off your matching blue thong. You feel a string of juices linking you to the underwear. There it is, leaving a darker wet spot on your thong. The proof that maybe, just maybe… you were enjoying all these eyes on you, that maybe you liked the way their jaws dropped and the way they sighed in awe when you were taking more and more pieces of clothing off… But thankfully no one noticed.

Heat rushed to your cheeks. How can you feel aroused in this kind of situation when your boyfriend is right there, when he could just turn around and see you undress yourself for his friend, and he could see you… getting wet for them...

And somehow this thought excites you even more.

You scrunch up the thin dark blue lace and, in frustration, throw it across the room but Chanyeol intercepts it. He catches it and brings it to his face, he buried his nose in it, inhaling deeply, eyes fluttering close. Before handing it over to Minseok.

“They are drenched” he whispers, not taking his eyes off you. Minseok’s eyes bulge out as he unfolds the lace and sticks his tongue out, shamelessly licking the fabric. You feel blood rush to your face as your ears start to burn and your eyes dart to your boyfriend. There’s no way Baekhyun didn’t hear that, but he keeps on staring at the wall.

“Fuck she tastes so fucking sweet too” Minseok adds.

How can he keep ignoring this? How can he be so fucking selfish? He’s the one that got you in this and now he just stands in the corner and refuses to even be a mere mental support for you… Well maybe there’s no point in feeling ashamed after all. The 8 men standing infront of you are all very handsome, and maybe it’s your right to have fun with them when your stupid idiot boyfriend put you in this situation to begin with.

When you come to this realization, something flips in you. You stop with the shy demeanour and start to smirk. Chanyeol instantly picks up the change of attitude and god knows he likes it.

Very carefully and teasingly you grab the hem of your skirt and pull it up, very very slowly. As the fabric reveals more skin you can feel tension building in the air and it reaches its climax as you finally unveil your drenched little pussy.

“Fuck” Sehun says as he can’t help his hand to stroke himself throught his tight jeans.

Then Chanyeol pulls up a chair for you and motions for you to sit on it. You do and look up at the 8 men.

“Touch yourself for us baby” Chanyeol purrs.

You turn to your boyfriend again, but still he doesn’t move.

“Do it babygirl”

Chanyeol’s low husky voice and this pet name in his mouth makes the hairs in the nape of your neck stand up, a shiver running down your spine.

Leaning on the back of the chair you slowly spread your legs, allowing everybody watching to have a look on your slick and glistening folds.

The boys instinctively take a step forward, wanting to see you better. Yixing, Minseok and Chanyeol even crouch down to have a closer look. While the others are busy palming themselves through their pants.

The adrenaline shooting through your veins gives you the courage to continue. You bring a shaky hand to your swollen nub and start to draw small circles. It's only then that you realize how wet you truly are. You are drenched, absolutely soaking wet.

When your delicate fingers start to play with yourself you can't help but to let a small whimper slip out of your mouth and for the first time Baekhyun takes a peek at you over his shoulder.

When you finally make eye contact with your boyfriend you instinctively start to rub your little nub faster, producing more noise. Which makes Baekhyun finally turn around to look at you too.

Feeling his eyes on you while you offer a show to his friends makes you tingle all over and you moan even louder.

"Fuck you're so hot" Sehun says, big huge bulge almost ripping through his tight jeans.It’s only now that you realize why Baekhyun always talks about Sehun’s big nose… Now you definitely understand where that feature comes from...

"Let me help you baby" Yixing says as he delicately pulls on the skin around your center, spreading your folds for everyone.

"Yeah me too'' Minseok joins Yixing and pulls on the other side. And your pussy is now completely open for the world to see. You keep on rubbing hard on your bud. The pleasurable friction keeps on pulling throaty moans out of your mouth.

'Look! She's twitching" Junmyeon notices.

"Are you gonna cum babygirl?" Chanyeol asks in a short-breathed whisper. His deep voice laced with lust, giving away his urge to see you squirm and orgasm for him.

And yes, you are so incredibly close. All these hungry eyes on you, all those men staring at your most intimate parts and stroking themselves. It got you so fired up. And you're ready. You're ready to end it.

"Cum. Cum for us baby" Chanyeol adds.

And you throw your head back, toes curling up. Your orgasm washes over as gallons of juice gush out of your heat splashing your pleased audience.

"Fuckk she's squirting" you hear as Kyungsoo is now stroking himself out in the open, precum oozing out his dick while he firmly grips on it.

"You were right, she does taste delicious” Yixing says while licking his lips hungrily.

“Okay enough!” Baekhyun shouts from across the room and joins you with big strides. “They want a show?” You see him fiddling with his zipper. You’ve never seen such burning rage in his dark brown orbs. But there’s something else in there. Something as fire inducing as rage, maybe even more… Pure sexual desire. “Then let’s give them one” He opens up his zipper and pulls out his already nice and swollen member. The huge thing is staring at you dead on and you can't help but to lick your lips anticipatively.

You open wide while still leaning back on the chair, legs spread and he instantly fills up your mouth. You moan against his length, eyes fluttering close as you feel like you have been waiting to feel his warmth all evening.

The others gasp in shock and amazement.

Baekhyun seems to be out for revenge as he mercilessly fucks your mouth, grunting like an animal. Your eyes are tightly shut as you try your best to keep up with your boyfriend's hellish pace, when you feel soft but firm hands wrap around the nape of your neck.

“What a good girl you are'' Kyungsoo's deep voice coos as his fingers slide from the back of your neck to your throat, applying light pressure on it. “Good girl I know you can take him even further than this” His other hand wraps around your messy hair and tightly grips on it. He pushes hard but with care on your face, forcing Baekhyun’s huge cock past the back of your mouth and into your throat.

“Fuckkkk” Baekhyun moans out.

“Good girl” Kyungsoo praises again, helping you take every inch of Baekhyun’s cock inside your mouth, each time Kyungsoo holds you down to have your nose hit Baekhyun’s denim jeans. Tears roll down your face as you are gagged on your boyfriend’s thick cock.

Then you feel rugged hands, like the ones of a musician, gliding across your spread thighs, you look down and see Chanyeol lay a soft kiss on the sensitive thin skin of your inner thigh. You moan again.

“What a sensitive baby” Jongdae coos, lightly stroking your tears soaked cheeks.

It’s only then that you realize that the whole group is now closely circling you. All pumping their cocks in their hands, fully enjoying the look you have with Baekhyun’s girthy meat rod down your narrow throat.

“That little pussy is mine Park so hands off” Baekhyun growls, struggling with each word as he fucks your throat relentlessly.

“Okay okay” Chanyeol says while lifting his hands up in surrender. Right after he grabs one of your breasts. Baekhyun grunts in disapproval but doesn’t verbally protest, which is the cue for everyone else.

A dozen hands start to roam your body all over. You moan in satisfaction as some boys tease your erected niples, some pull on your hair. Sehun even risks himself rubbing the thickest cock you’ve ever seen on your cheek.

In response Baekhyun fucks your tight mouth even harder. Completely preventing you from breathing and as if all this is not enough now Jongin is pinching your nose, smirking evilly at Baekhyun’s side.

“Come on be a good girl and take him deep” Jongin purrs as you let out gurgling moans against your boyfriend's angry cock.

The room is filled with the grunts and growls of 9 men pleasuring themselves.

You feel Baekhyun twitch in your mouth as Sehun uses your face to pleasure himself. You can't take it anymore. Kyungsoo pulls on your hair which makes Baekhyun’s cock pop out of your mouth. You turn your face away to draw in a sharp breath as Jongin releases your nose and you can finally breathe again.

“Fuck I’m cumming” Sehun grunts while pumping his fist around his fat ass cock. And with that a stream of cum rushes out of his dick coating your face and splashing your hair, some even slips on your tongue as his bitter taste spreads through your mouth.

“Yes, take that cum like a good girl” Kyungsoo praises you.

“Take mine too” Jongin grunts as he sprays his own fair share of cum all over your face.

You are completely ruined already, makeup smudged with cum and tears, lips red and swollen, hair messy and sticky. But to the nine men you’ve never looked better.

“Fuck now get up” Baekhyun orders and everyone immediatly steps aside to let you stand. “Now sit on this cock I’ll fuck you infront of everyone since it’s what you seem to enjoy. Right?” There's a grievance in Baekhyun’s voice. it almost sounds like disappointment but for a reason that’s foreign to you, this tone turns you on even more.

Everyone is suspended at your lips, you are the one deciding to continue with this or not. You want to say that you don't want to do this, you feel like it’s what you should say but you would lie. You love to see such lust for you in your boyfriend’s best friends’ eyes. You want more of their sinful gazes on you.

“Yes I want that daddy”

Baekhyun smirks, somehow that is what he wanted you to say. He doesn't really know why but he doesn't want to unload the question right now. Right now all he wants is to feel your tight little pussy around his thick cock.

“She calls you daddy?” Minseok asks in shock.

“You’re so fucking lucky dude” Chanyeol whispers.

Then you start to lift your foot to straddle Baekhyun but he stops you.

“Other way around baby. Let them see the beautiful face you make when I fill you up with my cock”

You turn on your feet and sink yourself on Baekhyun’s cock, your back to him and facing your audience. Immediately the pleasure is divine. Your lonely pussy has waited all night to finally be filled like this. You can't help but to moan loudly as he goes deeper inside you until he reaches the bottom of you.

“What a good girl! She can really take cock” Minseok praises you as he gently strokes your inner thigh.

“You like being filled up like this with a fat cock in front of everybody, right baby?” Chanyeol asks.

“Yessss” You cry out moaning uncontrollably as your legs shake when you start to lightly bounce yourself on Baekhyun’s length. “I love my daddy’s thick cock” You moan out, your tits lightly bouncing up and down.

“Good girl. Daddy must be so proud of you” Jongdae cooes.

Then Baekhyun grabs your legs by the back of your knee and pulls you up in the air, your ass is in full display as he slams his hips upwards, holding your knees apart. He fucks you so intensely all of a sudden you can’t help but to moan loudly as you cry out in absolute bliss, mixing your tears with the cum on your face.

“Fuck! What a pretty little pussy” Kyunsoo moans out as he strokes his cock.

"What beautiful cute nipples too" Junmyeon praises. One hand stroking his cock the other playfully pinching your small erected nipples.

“Please daddy… aaahh.. Please slow down” you beg, swallowing a sob as Baekhyun makes you pay for the frustrating and contradictory feelings he is experiencing.

“You beg so well, baby… aaahh” Kyungsso moans out as he lets himself go on your bouncing tits.

"Fuckkk... me too I want to cum on those beautiful fucking tits of yours babygirl" Junmyeon grunts, finally climaxing too.

So much cum mixing up and streaming down in between your breast to your stomach.

“Fuck you look so good with all this cum on you.” Yixing praises as he rubs his tip against your bruised lips, making you taste his precum. “You want my cum too babe?” he asks, smirking evilly down on you.

“Yes” you say in a jerky breath as Baekhyun is still fucking you deep and hard.

“Then take it” Yixing grunts cumming all over your face, an unhealthy amount of thick cum is sprayed on your lips and neck, running down your breasts.

At this point you feel like you're drowning in it but you’ve never felt better in your life. You feel your wall clench around Baekhyun’s thick cock. Ready to milk him too. Ready to take his cum inside your tight little hungry pussy. You want this so much. You want to cum so bad. You can’t take it anymore.

But he slows down.

“Not yet babygirl” he says evilly, still mad at you (and himself) for enjoying all of this a little too much. “Not before I tell you to”

“But daddy Please” you whine.

“I said no” he says as he slams his hip with force, shutting you up in the process.

You start to sniffle.

But you feel rugged hands rub on your desperate little clit. As soon as you're being touched you throw your head back again, soaked in this pleasurable sensation on your lonely bud.

“Park, I told you not to touch her” Baekhyun barks, which makes Chanyeol pull away his hand. Immediately at the loss of contact you let out a disappointed little whimper.

“But she wants it. Right baby?”

You look back up at Chanyeol’s big eyes. Tears rolling down, you nod shyly.

“See?” he says smirking in victory before he pushes his middle finger inside your already crowded heat, using his thumb to draw circles on your throbbing clit. You moan out loud, completely giving up the idea of containing yourself. The way his finger stretches you even further when your boyfriend already has his cock lodged deep inside you... it’s divine. The full sensation is making you lose any sense of sanity and your mind completely goes blank as you grind your pussy on your boyfriend’s dick and your friend's hand, demanding more of this intoxicating joy.

Baekhyun starts to fuck you again, making you dangerously flirt with the edge. And the pleasure takes another layer when you feel the blunt nail of chanyeol teasing your g spot, everytime Baekhyun pulls out of your exhausted and desperate little cunt. You moan out, absolutely delighted.

Jongdae and Minseok stand at each side of you and look closely at the scene while jerking off.

“Fuck baby you’re so fucking hot” Minseok whispers.

“I’m going to cummm” you scream out, tits bouncing and eyes rolled back.

“Fuck yeah” Jondgae says as he cums on your bouncing tits, closely followed by Minseok while you let yourself cross the edge.

Chanyeol feels how your walls twitch uncontrolably around his finger as Baekhyun keeps on fucking you, holding a bruising grip on your spread thighs.

“That's it baby, cum. Cum with my finger deep inside you” Chanyeol, purrs and for the second time of the evening your cum gushes out your center in a powerful stream completely soaking Chanyeol in the process.

Baekhyun gradually slows down to let you ride out your high as you try vainly to catch your breath because before you even open your eyes back Chanyeol shoves his fingers inside your mouth. When you look at him his big ass cock is right in front of your face as he pumps it fast around his clenched fist, knuckles turned white as he’s ready to milk his cock for you right in front of your very eyes.

“That's it baby. Taste yourself” he says in this raspy voice that makes your head turn.

“Fuck I can’t keep going anymore” Baekhyun grunts from behind as he starts up where he left off, pounding his cock inside your need little cunt once again. This time you know you’re in for the grand finale. And you couldn't be happier because you can’t take it anymore. You are sticky, sweaty, exhausted and covered in semen. If you have to cum once again you might die from it.

“Fuck baby girl you’re so fucking tight” Baekhyun moans difficultly holding himself back, ramming his cock with all his might in your tiny little hole.

Chanyeol chuckles as he takes pleasure looking at your desperate ruined face, struggling to have yet another orgasm forced in your worn out little body.

“Touch your clit for me baby” Chanyeol commands. And you look up at him with pleading eyes, messy hair bouncing everytime your boyfriend's cock thrusts inside you to rearrange your guts. “Do it, rub your clit for me” he says roughly grabbing your hair. The burn on your scalp makes you bite your lip as your hand starts to draw circles on your swollen and still throbbing clit.

“Fuckkkkk” you scream out, your hand matching Baekhyun’s relenting pace.

“Say you like Daddy’s dick” Baekhyun shouts.

“I fucking love Daddy’s cock” you scream again.

“You’re ready for my cum baby?” Chanyeol asks, lowering himself, bringing his cock next to your clit.

“Yes please” you beg.

"Look at me babygirl" Chanyeol's raw voice whispers. "Look at me while I cum for you."

Your eyes snap back to meet his lust filled ones and Chanyeol shoots thick ropes of cum right onto your pussy. You rub the warm and thick cum onto your clit, making your fingers glide so smoothly on your bud. As you think the pleasure can’t possibly be higher, it goes up a notch again as Baekhyun finally lets go inside you.

“Fuckkkk you’re mine. You're fucking mine” he grunts in a hoarse and husky voice you didn’t know he had. “Let them see how I mark your little pussy”

You feel what could be gallons of thick cum stream inside you, filling you up to the brim and spilling out for the world to see.

“Daddy this pussy is yours” you yell, tears of joy rolling down your cheeks and your legs shaking uncontrollably as Baekhyun forces you into the third most powerful orgasm of the evening. Your throbbing clit soaked in Chanyeol’s thick sperm, your walls tightly clenching on Baekhyun's length, you collapse to the ground, barely held up by your boyfriend.

But with the corner of your eyes you could still catch some elements of your surroundings. You heard pants being pulled up and belts being buckled.

"She truly is a keeper" Chanyeol says. "You're a very lucky man Byun" he chuckles light-heartedly.

“I know that" Baekhyun barks. "Okay listen to me Park, that was a one time thing okay? I don’t want you near her ever again okay?”

“Of course dude. Don’t worry” Chanyeol nonchalantly reponds. But before turning around he winks swifty at you, wearing the same mischievous smirk he did when he pulled his trump card…

And somehow you feel like it isn’t over yet...

General masterlist

A/N: so guys how was itttt? it's my first time writing a scene that involves so many people. It was a challenge but I like the way it turned out. Also it got me thinking... Should I write a full on OT9 gangbang? What do you think???🤪🤪

[marshmallow-phd]

Echoing Laughs

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Summary: You didn’t care for boys that could be labeled as the “class clown”. Their type of jokes made you roll your eyes. Though you enjoyed a fun time yourself, you preferred the more subdued type, a Darcy over a Bingley. So why couldn’t you get the most obnoxious boy you’d ever met out of your head?

This is coming soon so please let me know if you would like to be tagged!

[jeontaehui]

TAEHEE’S ISSUES AND SCANDALS

getting into the company (early 2017)

the idea of adding only one girl into a group full of boys caused a ruckus amongst the media.

not only did they doubt her during her debut, but they have also called her names and accused her of doing inappropriate things to get into the company.

not only did this affect the group’s first impression to the masses but taehee’s as well, taking a toll on her mental health.

fans who genuinely supported taehee seemed to notice how nervous and clammy she would get before performances, either doyoung and taeyong would be there to comfort her.

rumors became widespread and it forced the company to take legal actions against these matters.

they released a statement saying that taehee auditioned like most trainees would do. she got in because of her talent, her abilities, and her hard work and passion. it was the company’s idea to put taehee as the only female member of the group, with no ill reason behind it.

favoritism (late 2017)

with the earlier scandal, sm entertainment was quick to shut down the media and take action, causing some to assume that taehee was a favorite in the group as the label never acted this fast with their other idols.

it caused some to fuel the earlier issue — which backtracked later on since the company stated they would take legal action against those who accuse the label or any of their idols of these things.

but fans of the group claimed that they were still considered rookies, and it would make sense that the company would be quick to take care of these issues since they were monitoring them.

the favoritism issue was never brought up by the group nor the company as it died down as soon as it came up.

nctzens just hoped the young taehee would not be able to reach this side of the media, even if it was impossible for her not to.

dating (march 15, 2018)

a thread talking about the possibility of taehee and exo member, sehun to be dating blew up on twitter that day.

it was a compilation of possible couple items, reactions to each other’s performances, matching their ideal types, and videos where they were in the same frame together.

leading to some korean articles to publish this issue as their topic.

this was never addressed by the company but nctzens and exols worked together to take it down.

it was later revealed in the show, happy together ep. 562, that the two are very close friends (they guested alongside baekhyun, taeyong, and jaehyun). they treated each other like brother and sister.

they were good friends during their trainee days and cheer for each other during performances and such !!!!!

speaking up (late 2018)

taehee received a bit of backlash on talking about the ‘downsides’ of being the only girl in a boy group with heechul on a video by naver.

people said she should’ve been thankful and said nothing instead, but taehee wanted to speak up.

besides the possible dating scandals and the fact that it’s a no to go out alone with only one of the members, it costed the ‘perfectly’ good image she had in front of the media.

“given the chance to debut, of course i am grateful for it. i’m glad to see my hard work is pulling off and in a way, i am able to give back to those who have helped me come this far.”

“but with that, there’s a lot of criticism from others, like ‘oh she’s a girl. would she be able to be as powerful as the boys?’, ‘is this choreo too hard for you?’ things like that.”

“and when i do get compliments, it’s along the lines of ‘you’re so cool for a girl idol’, ‘i didn’t know you could do that’, or ‘you did better than expected.’”

“when they say this, i think to myself ‘are they saying this because i’m a girl? do they expect less of me because i am girl?’ but i know they mean well so i’d just thank them politely and smile.”

“it’s hard because in a world like this, boy groups are expected to be like... strong and powerful and girl groups are expected to be soft, cute, or sexy depending on the concept.”

“i want people to know that, no, it doesn’t have to be like that. girls can pull-off powerful dances too and that boys can dance and sing cutely as well. there shouldn’t be this solid line telling us what identifies a person as a boy or girl. people should be able to express themselves freely, let others take them as for who they want to be....”

“i want others to take me as who i am, to take my performances as it is ,,, because if the boys can do it, i can do it too.”

heechul nodded understandingly, a sad but proud smile played on his lips. “what do you want them to say to you then?,” he asked.

“things like ‘you’re so cool’ or ‘you’ve worked hard’, you know. without adding anything after.”

heechul then patted taehee’s knee and told her, “then taehee, you’ve worked hard. you’re doing a great job.”

[adrenaline-j]

Y’all acting brand new, like we haven’t been talking about NCT US since 2016/2017.

I’m pro-NCT Hollywood, because your arguments are wrong, here’s why:

-People concerned with SM not their promoting older artist. You guys did this already with SuperM, are we in time loop?! SuperM debuted in 2019, and guess what happened that year:

—Red Velvet had 4 comebacks/albums

—EXO had a collected total of 5 albums/comebacks (EXO, Baekhyun, Lay, Chen, and EXO-SC)

-Taemin had 2 comebacks/albums

-DBSK/TVXQ has a collected 2 comebacks/albums (DBSK/TVXQ and Yunho)

-Super Junior had a collected 3 comeback/album (Super Junior, Yesung, and Ryeowook)

-Taeyeon has 2, Yoona had 1, and Tiffany had 1 album/comeback

-WayV, Dream, and 127 all had a comeback/album

So this was the same concern when SuperM became a thing, and it was obviously proven not a concern, so why is this happening again? We already did this and it was okay.

NCT unit wise, at the end of the day they are musicians. Every year every NCT unit, with the exception of U, has had a comeback. Every single year. Adding WayV didn’t stop that from happening, so why should adding another subunit all of sudden stop that from happening, when that’s never happened?

-We knew NCT was a limitless concept and that’s it would have units around the globe so why are people surprised?

-People hating on NCT Hollywood, because certain members don’t get things makes no sense. It’s always been this way and they added 8 other members to NCT but there was no hate on those decisions. What does WinWin and Yuta not having a lot of lines (when technically the person in NCT with the least amount of lines on the whole discography is Hendery, but we’re not going to talk about that ☕️) have to do with NCT Hollywood, when Doyoung and Johnny were added to 127, and they still didn’t have lines then, nobody brought this up. Then Jungwoo was added, so how is this a concern specific to NCT Hollywood? Why is the hate on NCT Hollywood when literally other members were added to NCT while this was happening either way? Johnny, Lucas, Jungwoo, Xiaojun, Hendery, YangYang, Sungchan, and Shotaro were added to NCT despite this, and no hate went towards those decisions,but you guys want to pile on hate on whoever is in NCT Hollywood, when you didn’t have this level of “concern” when 8 other people joined NCT??

-People concerned about Sungchan and Shotaro being unit-less when Ten and Kun were unitless for 3 years, Lucas was unitless for nearly 2 years, and Doyoung and Jungwoo were unitless for 1 year. Where was this concern for them? There is literally no rush, they’ll get a unit. NCT Hollywood doesn’t effect that, that unit is part of a show it’s not going to even debut anytime soon.

-People thinking there’s no need for NCT Hollywood because 127 is successful in the US, when you know that 127’s also really successful in Japan, but we still want NCT Japan, so what kind of argument is that? They literally have higher chart success with their Japanese albums in Japan than they do with their albums in the US. So saying 127 is so successful in the US so we don’t need NCT Hollywood, when they’re more successful in Japan, but we need NCT Japan, makes no sense. Also 127 is literally the Seoul based unit who goes around the globe. They constantly say this. They’re supposed to have success globally, while other units are suppose to have more success in their region, that’s the point! We see it with WayV! That’s the point.

-People concerned about SuperM...How does that even have anything to do with NCT? At all, not even NCT Hollywood. Literally we’ve seen EXO and SuperJunior have comebacks when people were in the military. Why would that not be the case here? Hell, SM promotes a group that is literally down to 2 people. So how is this a reason to hate NCT Hollywood?

-People wanting solos for members that have been there longer when NCT is barely 5 years old is bizarre when most boy groups at SM, like EXO and SHINee, members didn’t start getting solos until the group was at least 7 years old or older. Look at Taemin and Baekhyun they had to wait over 7 years. So what is this expectation, and what does NCT Hollywood has to do with this? Ten and Taeyong have their solo stations, Doyoung has his OSTs, Taeil works with up and coming artists like Shohlee and Moon Sujin, and Jaehyun is acting and MCing. Mark is still in 4 units. So the members who have been their the longest aren’t just getting left in the dust, so where that concern even coming from.

-People who don’t want it to have the “NCT” label. Bruh! Everything needs to be NCT from here on out! We want to continue to grow NCT’s brand recognition. Our fandom has had a major growth from 2019-2020, and a lot of that is from people seeing WayV on Chinese programs and variety show, seeing 127’s tour, and SuperM. So many people joined our fandom from so many different directions and learned about the other members of NCT. We want to spread the knowledge of NCT music and members across everything. We don’t want SM to have any more new rival boy groups, if it’s NCT it can only benefit the other members because it will be just another way to get to know them.

-Bruh, it’s AAPI Heritage month in the US, out of all the times to think NCT Hollywood would only be Caucasian people, why...Just why. Just like SM global auditions, hell, just like any Kpop global auditions this is a big opportunity for Asian Americans. It’ll probably be more comfortable to train in a country you’re familiar with while learning about the industry you’re joining, and they have the opportunity to do so. So many of the Asian Americans in Kpop in the past mentioned how they joined the Kpop industry to have a better chance at success if their field there verses the US, and now this generation is getting a chance to potentially have both, how is that not a great thing? Let’s be optimistic instead of pessimistic. Besides if it works like an actual survival show, won’t we be able to vote people to stay in, so what’s the problem?

-People have been asking SM for a survival style show, and yeah, it may not be the way we expected it, but here it is.

-I’m pro-NCT Hollywood, none of the arguments against it really makes sense. I’m supporting anything NCT. Y’all with this disband hashtag are giving them an underdog story, you guys are pulling another SuperM, you guys are giving this more attention than the 7Dream Full Album Comeback we’ve been waiting on for years...

[littleprincehyun]

THIS CANT BE REAL😭����😭

[saebyeog-i]

a formal occasion | pcy (m)

“He could probably hear your muttering but not any specific words, so you waved your hands subtly in an attempt to reassure him that everything was fine, nothing unusual was happening, and your boyfriend definitely wasn’t talking about sex while seated in the third row pew of a church.”

genre | established relationship idolverse au, romance-ish?, softer than I intended this to be, half fluff/half smut, my attempt at humor, a mostly unedited one shot

warnings | uhhh inappropriate whispering during church, mentions of drinking and celebratory tequila shots, under the dinner table fingering does that count as exhibitionism, dirty talk on the dance floor, semi-public sex, I’m a slut for PCY in a suit (a soft, overly romantic and emotional slut, but a slut nonetheless).

word count | this is 6.66k because i’m going to hell

pairing | PCY x f!reader

—

“I wonder if they fucked in the last week,” he whispers in your ear, leaning over from his place next to you in the pew.

Your eyes bugged out, pupils the size of saucers as your brain caught up and processed. Did you hear him right? Did he actually just ask that? “Oh my god,” you muttered, not wanting to cause a scene or feed into his poorly timed query.

“The dress is really pretty, she looks good, though the white’s not really accurate given… you know,” he gestured his hands vaguely in front of him, low enough that only you could see. “Now that I think about it, I can’t even count the number of times he bailed on plans with me or the guys to go hang out with her in the last six months. But I guess now we know it wasn’t just hanging out as much as it was—”

“Chanyeol!” You hiss, eyes darting around to see if anyone heard him.

“What?” He jeers back in a hushed tone, “It’s not like it’s a secret— ow!”

Were this a conversation the two of you were having in private (namely, in your own apartment or bed), then maybe your reaction would be different other than you reaching under his suit coat and pinching the flesh of his oblique muscles harshly between your thumb and forefinger. But it wasn’t in private— you were in public, in a church no less, at Jongdae’s wedding.

“Shut. Up. Now,” you muttered lowly through gritted teeth. They were only on the first reading, so there was roughly another half hour before the ceremony would end, depending on how long each subsequent reading and the vows would take. Even if his mind was wandering somewhere slightly inappropriate, you were grateful that despite being a groomsman you were able to be seated next to your boyfriend for the duration of the ceremony. Chanyeol knew you well enough by now to know that you really didn’t like just being an accessory if you accompanied him somewhere specifically as his date. Maybe it was selfish, but truthfully it was more because you barely got to spend time with him as it was with his busy schedule, but you preferred when he could stay by your side like this.

You knew most of the boys’ partners, and you all got along well. Hell, it was even you and Jongae’s soon to be wife who had the idea for all of you to get together when the boys were on tour last and have a good ol’ fashioned ‘girls night’, whatever that meant. (Wine. It meant entirely too much wine and an hour of promising you were going to take turns cooking different snacking foods only to end up ordering delivery. Though instead of sappy romantic comedies, the lot of you watched some zombie apocalypse movies and a few comedy specials. All in all, a good night.)

Even though you’d been together for almost two years, you still felt slightly anxious any time you accompanied him to an event, public or private. Publicly, you were just among the throngs of ‘Guests of EXO’, usually not getting to spend any time close to him. Privately, however, you were able to be glued to his side— not that Chanyeol would have it any other way. You were more on the introverted side of the spectrum, and sometimes having such an extrovert for a boyfriend was downright exhausting. But he’d been so excited to bring you along to the wedding, saying that it was the first big happy life milestone for a member of the group, and he wanted you to be a part of it.

It didn’t take too long for him to convince you, either. Once it became clear how far their management would go to protect the details of the event and keep as much of it as private as possible, you felt more at ease about joining him. You had your fair share of qualms about the label, of which Chanyeol was well aware (let’s just say you didn’t have the tightest lips when you’d been drinking), but so far today was handled better than you’d expected.

“Seriously though—” he whispered, tilting his head towards you again.

“Zip. It. We are in a church,” you shot back, locking eyes with him. On his other side, you could see Junmyeon leaning slightly forward, eyebrows raised and giving you both a questioning look. He could probably hear your muttering but not any specific words, so you waved your hands subtly in an attempt to reassure him that everything was fine, nothing unusual was happening, and your boyfriend definitely wasn’t talking about sex while seated in the third row pew of a church.

Said boyfriend held his hands up defensively, shoulders shrugging as he muttered under his breath “I’m just saying what everyone else is thinking! Everyone knows you can still have sex while you’re earlier on in a pregnancy—”

“Yeol!”

⬷ ❤ ⤐

Miraculously, you made it through the remainder of the ceremony without any mishaps and Chanyeol keeping any additional commentary to himself. The reception was held at a lovely partially outdoor venue with a garden and a large white tent, with plenty of room for dancing socializing. The number of invited guests was more than you’d anticipated, but then again, you guessed that Jongdae was a popular guy. You were seated at the head table with the rest of the bridal party, nursing a vodka soda while you watched the bridesmaids and groomsmen give their speeches.

And then it was time for the first dance of the newlywed couple.

Of course there was live music at this event— why wouldn’t there be? When the groom was a member of the nation’s boy group, it would have been near criminal not to have some nod to his livelihood. Chanyeol had been beaming with pride when he and Baekhyun had been asked to perform for their first dance, insisting that it was always their first choice, and not just because Kyungsoo was only able to get off base the day of the ceremony for leave from his enlistment and wouldn’t be able to rehearse at all. He also definitely didn’t count this as ‘sweet retribution’ for the tiny grudge he definitely didn’t still hold over his sister and the fact that Yoora had asked Kyungsoo to sing at her wedding for her first dance instead of him.

Watching Chanyeol perform on stage with the rest of his members or for his subunit with Sehun was always a treat, but there was something markedly special about watching him perform like this: playing an instrument, this time an acoustic guitar, side by side with Baekhyun on a pair of barstools. They were playing some love song you recognized but didn’t know the words to, and Baekhyun’s voice was doing a beautiful justice to the song. Every now and again, Chanyeol would lean forward into the mic angled in front of him and harmonize. They’d only rehearsed this a handful of times, what with busy schedules and each of them working on preparations for comebacks soon, but it still sounded heavenly to you. You watched appreciatively, even taking a moment to look around at the guests to see a number of cell phones out to film them.

For a while, it was if Chanyeol was in his own world that was just him, Baekhyun, Jongdae, and his now wife. But as the song approached its end, his eyes fluttered open and his gaze drifted to where you sat. You’d seen him through a plethora of different hair styles and colors in the time you’d been together, and while you loved his natural black hair, a different part of you was fond of the bleached blond hair he was currently sporting for filming a comeback music video. You smiled shyly, looking down at your glass for a moment before back up at him, the alcohol and the long day swirling together to make you feel just a little bit warm. He was the self proclaimed romantic of the group, the one who cried the most, and the one who talked about his feelings the most. Despite his stature and his sometimes intimidating persona when on stage, he was no more ferocious than a teddy bear, and you loved him all the more for it.

By the time the song had finished and he and Baekhyun had made their own rounds with the guests who wanted to say hello, compliment their performance, or ask for the occasional photo, you’d gotten just a little bit sleepy. You were chatting with Jongin, asking how his recent tour and promotions were going,  and he was telling stories of their recent show in Paris and how it was very different from the last time he’d been when you felt a pressure on the top of your head.

“Can I help you? You’re going to ruin my hair.” You didn’t need any indication of who was leaning almost their entire bodyweight on top of you. He was getting restless, so of course he was getting clingy.

“Was I good? Tell me I was good. You liked it right? Gosh, I know I’m so talented and so handsome, you’re really lucky to have a boyfriend like me,” he went on and on, fishing for praise and you rolled your eyes, looking to Jongin for some kind of aid. He only laughed, holding up his phone to snap a photo before firing it off into some group chat or another. You made a mental note to file this moment away for reference if there ever came a future time when Jongin would make pleading eyes for you to come to his rescue as he had so kindly failed to do for you just now.

You whined as Chanyeol leaned further forward, going deadweight on top of you at your lack of response. “Yah! Too heavy, you’re gonna crush me!” Of course he started to laugh, and of course he relented finally, pulling out the chair next to you and settling down. He flipped over his phone which he’d left on the table and began scrolling through his unread notifications, left hand reaching over to rest on your knee but his focus staying on his screen, so you turned back to the others to continue polite conversation.

Chanyeol was a very physical person. He was very touchy feely. But he wasn’t exactly big on PDA, unless you were in trustworthy company. It was not unusual for him to keep a hand on your arm, your leg, your waist, even if his attention was focused elsewhere when you were in such company. It was a slightly possessive habit of his, but not one you minded all that much. It was comforting, really, a reminder that he was still right there.

You never really minded it all that much until, that is, you felt that slightly possessive hand snake its way under the skirt of your dress via the slit on your right leg and up your thigh. You were mid sentence answering a question from Yixing about your most recent vacation when you felt Chanyeol’s fingers making their way under the fabric of your underwear and drawing circles on your hip bone. That was all fine and dandy, until a moment later when you felt his hand reach further over towards your core and then the pad of his thumb rub two harsh circles over your clit in quick succession, causing you to inhale sharply at the sensation and choke on whatever unimportant words were coming out of your mouth at that moment. You were definitely more awake now than you were five minutes ago.

“Babe? You okay?” He had the audacity of asking you, feigned concern spread across his face.

You grimaced and nodded, inching your chair forward slightly so your lap was covered by more of the tablecloth. Chanyeol’s fingers retreated to your hip bone. “Mmm. Just uh, a cramp, that’s all,” you turned back to Yixing with a smile and finished your earlier sentence as your phone buzzed on the table in front of you.

Quickly, you pulled it into your lap to read the message.

찬열 20:04 I thought your period was last week?

You really never should have given him shared access to the health app data on your phone where you tracked your cycle. Seriously. But he had asked, insisted even, saying that he wanted to be aware so he couldn’t know when you needed a restock on tampons, or maybe when having some extra dark chocolate lying around the house would be appreciated.

20:06 It was, you’re just a monster and it was the first excuse I could think of.

찬열 20:07 But if you really didn’t like it, you’d tell me to stop, wouldn’t you?

You shot him a dirty look and had half a thought to step on his toes with the heel of your shoe under the table. As if he could read your mind and your intentions, he retaliated preemptively by slipping two fingers back under the fabric of your panties and between your folds. You bit down on the inside of your mouth, hard, unwilling to be caught by any of the people surrounding you.

But he was right. You didn’t really want him to stop. If you were being honest, you’d been just a little bit horny all day— something about everyone dressed up all dapper, specifically Chanyeol in a suit with his hair styled up on the top like it was now. You felt the slightest hesitation in the movements of Chanyeol’s hand, and you knew it was in slight surprise to the amount of moisture he found. Eyes still focused on his phone screen, his fingers found their way inside of you and curled as he gave two drawn out pumps, placing pressure right where you felt it the most.

찬열 20:11 You’re so wet… have you been thinking about this all night? Fuck, you’re dirty

20:12 Shut up shut up shut UP Just fucking do me or don’t or I swear to god, Yeol

찬열 20:13 Oh okay, I’ll stop

“No,” you hissed out, a hand grabbing his wrist and stopping him from removing his fingers from inside of you. If he was going to tease you this much, he was going to finish the damn job. Across the table from you, you saw Minseok raise his eyebrows curiously at you while sipping on his glass of red wine. Like Kyungsoo, he’d also only been able to take leave from his enlistment for a single night, and it would be the only night he’d get for months yet to come, but he’d even said there was no way he was going to miss this.

The conversation around you resumed, and you politely remained as engaged as you could while your boyfriend was knuckle deep inside of you. and nodding when appropriate. You sighed out and relaxed against the back of your chair, inching your hips forward and meeting his fingers on a thrust inward as Chanyeol quietly and lazily fucked you with his hand. He was mostly just teasing you, lightly stoking the flame in the pit of your belly, keeping your desire going but never satisfying it. It was like he was timing his movement, his slender and well trained fingers never paying enough attention to any one part of your center to actually put you over the edge.

You could feel the crown of your head becoming damp with sweat. God, was he really able to work you up this much in public? Did you have a thing for exhibitionism? Did he? You’d never spoken about that as a potential kink together, but maybe based on your body’s reaction to current events it warranted a conversation later—

“Shit,” you coughed out quietly after one particularly hard thrust of his fingers and a rub on your clit almost sent you spiraling. Did Minseok just snicker? No, no way, he was talking to Junmyeon and his date, he wasn’t paying attention to you and Chanyeol. Involuntarily your walls clenched around him and you leaned forward covering your mouth with your napkin, trying to hold in a moan as you tapped out another message.

20:26 Could you PLEASE stop edging me and either make me cum or get your hand out of my pants while the rest of your friends are five feet away?

찬열 20:29 Mmmm you know I was thinking about it But now that you say it like that, no. Maybe if you asked nicely.

20:30 Fuck you I said ‘please’

찬열 20:32 Is that a threat or a promise?

Before you could even muse a comeback let alone type one out, Chanyeol quickens his pace, and one, two, three brushes against your clit and you’re tumbling over the edge. It was by far not the strongest you’d ever orgasmed on Chanyeol’s hand, and honestly you were grateful— it made it possible for you to (you thought) remain calm, demurely raise your water glass to your lips, and take a long drink while your eyes fluttered closed and he worked you through the waves, like a slow undulation washing over your body in warmth.  

Were you not actively in the middle of dozens of people, you would have half expected him to bring his fingers to his mouth and suck the cum off of them. You fantasized briefly about him doing it anyways, pinching the top of your thigh to snap out of the post-orgasm daze and remind yourself of your surroundings. Calmly, he wiped his hands on the napkin in his lap before glancing your way with a smile plastered on his face and planting a tender kiss on your cheek.

“What was that for?” You asked, your voice breathier than you’d intended. Even if it wasn’t that strong, the high mixed with the alcohol had you dizzy, drunk on wine and his affection and you thought again how good he looked in that suit.

“Nothing,” he grinned even wider, “I just love you, that’s all.”

You let out a sharp laugh, flicking your eyebrows up critically as you began thinking of ways to get back at him later.

Junmyeon’s eyebrows furrowed as he called your name and asked, “Have you had enough to eat? You look a little flushed. Too much to drink maybe?” He offered hesitantly, ever the one to be caring and concerned.

Minseok rolled his eyes and snorted. “Sure, that’s all she’s had tonight.”

“What?” The leader asked, not quite catching on.

“Ah Myeonnie, I’ll tell you when you’re older,” Minseok mused, leaning back into his chair with a cheshire grin as he drank from his glass some more.

You were, of course, nothing short of mortified.

⬷ ❤ ⤐

The following hours passed and slowly, guests began drifting away, and the crowd reduced down to only a few dozen attendees as the clock neared midnight. You had finally gotten to see Jongdae and his now-wife and congratulate them on their marriage, and on the beautiful ceremony and how much fun the party was. You’d lost count of the number of drinks you’d had, and Chanyeol had stopped his intake an hour or so ago in order to sober up and drive home, only remembering that somewhere before that Yixing had convinced everyone to do two rounds of tequila shots together. One because they were all together again for the first time in ages as he lamented that only Jongdae could reunite the family, and two when he realized that the bride was unable to join in the celebration. “We all have to drink for her because she can’t!” He’d jeered to the group, immediately waving for one of the bartenders to supply the second round. You’d giggled at his antics, but no one objected as the glasses were refilled and lime wedges passed around again.

The music had switched to a DJ at this point, and after a long stretch of high energy popular dance songs to which you heard the drunken clamor of main vocalists croon humorously off-key to, the last few had been softer, quieter slow songs. You’d finally relented and taken your shoes off, feet aching after the last several hours, and were currently swaying side to side in a lazy slow dance with your arms draped around Chanyeol’s shoulders, face halfway buried in his chest. To avoid the chances of him accidentally stepping on your bare toes, you were balancing with the bridges of your feet over his dress shoes. You’d done this a few times before, always feeling a little shy about it, worrying that you were too heavy. And yet, every time, he’d insist that no, it was fine, with a kiss on your lips or your cheek or the corner of your eye. He rather liked you relying on him like this.

It was so rare that you got to spend an entire day with him like this, surrounded by friends and chosen family. Despite how anxious you’d been earlier about this day, you felt yourself falling more in love with him as you looked into each other’s eyes. Usually a comfortable silence would be appreciated, but there was a glint in his gaze and you were compelled to ask him what he was thinking about.

“Just thinking,” he murmured into your ear, “Of when it might be our turn.”

The way your hands suddenly tightened around his was something you couldn’t help. “Cut it out, seriously Yeol. Stop teasing me, I thought you’d have had your fill with earlier,” You had to look away, pressing your forehead into his chest shyly as you thought of how you’d quietly excused yourself to go to the restroom and clean yourself up from his ‘handiwork’ under the table.

“You know I can never have enough of you,” he murmured in earnest. “I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you, you know.” Your ears burned at the whispers. “Really though— pregnant with my child or not, if someone told me I had to go a whole week without feeling your sweet cunt, I don’t think I could do it.”

You clenched your thighs together, the ache from earlier returning full force.

“You’ve done it before, you could do it again. What are you, some kinda sex addict all of a sudden?” you mused, thinking back to the times he went on tour and you were left settling for breathy moans through phone calls at odd hours due to time differences and insane schedules. The heat inside you began building again, thinking of the frantic reunions that always followed those long stretches without one another.

Chanyeol’s laugh was lodged deep in his chest, and you felt the vibrations as you kept yourself pressed against him. “The less of that the better. Being inside you feels too good to willingly deprive myself of that.”

Your cheeks flushed once more. What was up with him today and the sex talk in public? This time wasn’t so bad, considering between the music and the distance from the people still gathered your conversation felt somewhat private—at least, more private than when you were seated in church pews. Clearly he was horny given this evening’s earlier events, but you didn’t think it was this much.

You continued to sway together in relative silence while Chanyeol began to hum absentmindedly to the song playing, one you recognized as the group’s own. And then you had a thought, and you were feeling bold, and so you gave the thought life and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you had a thing for weddings and formal events.”

His grip on your waist tightened.

“I’d think maybe, you get off on dressing up all nice, the whole wine and dine, everyone seeing you look so good,” you paused, mulling over the next thought briefly before continuing, “Though we already know you get off on the attention. That must be why every time you come home from performing you can’t wait to slam my back to the mattress and fuck me into next week, huh?” You teased, rocking your hips forward just enough to press against the front of his dress pants.

In doing so, you weren’t disappointed. Your thought was, more or less, correct. You rocked your hips forward subtly once more, relishing in the feeling of his growing hard on against you. “You just can’t stop thinking about pulling me into the nearest closet or bathroom and getting balls deep in me, can you?” This, you thought as your boldness grew, was payback for earlier.

He pushed away from you suddenly, and you backed off of his feet, stumbling. You were about to apologize, thinking you’d gone too far, when he wrapped his hand around your wrist and growled lowly, “We’re leaving. Now.”

You pulled your lips between you teeth in an attempt to stifle the giggles that threatened to erupt through you as you trailed along after him, retrieving your coats and bags from the chairs at the table as he quickly said goodbyes and gave handshakes and half-hearted hugs to anyone he deemed important enough in those two minutes. You grabbed your heels and quickly slipped them back on, not bothering to buckle them as you did you best to keep up with Chanyeol’s long legs whisking you towards the parking lot of the venue.

“I can’t believe you got me hard in the middle of the dance floor,” he said, voice hushed and gravely.

“I can’t believe you fingered me under the table,” you retorted, watching as he fumbled through his pocket with his free hand and retrieved his car keys.

“I still can’t believe you let me,” he laughed in response, clicking twice and listening for where his vehicle was parked. At the sound of the beep, his eyes widened and he began outright running, and you whined at the feeling in your feet as you somehow managed to keep up with him. “God it was so hot, you did so good baby,” he cooed as the two of you reached his car. He released your wrist only to pull you close to him and cup your cheeks in his palms and place a searing needy kiss against you, which you happily returned. “Please,” he whined as he pulled away, “It’s not a bathroom or a closet but please will you please let me fuck you in the back of my car? I don’t wanna wait til we get home.”

You couldn’t even bother keeping up with idea of teasing him because seeing him so hot and bothered in that suit had you feeling needy and willing for anything. You nodded enthusiastically and he sighed in relief, opening the door to the backseat and a hand flying to the zipper of your dress and tugging it down in one go before pushing you inside.

Usually, you made fun of the deeply tinted windows when you rode in his car with him, asking him if he could even see out the windows to drive. Now, however, you were silently grateful for them, because there was no way in which you could fathom waiting until the two of you got home.

Your heels dropped off to the floor of the back seat. His suit coat was thrown tersely over the head rest of the driver’s side. The straps of your dress fell down your arms, and he trailed kisses from your neck to your  collar bone to the space between your breasts, hands snaking around to your back and nimbly undoing the clasps on your bra. You reached for his slacks, undoing the belt and buttons and yanking them down less tenderly than he had your dress— maybe that was because you knew he had plenty of pairs, and he knew this dress had been a more expensive splurge for you.  His hands gently bunched the fabric of your skirt upward as you raised your hips, pulling the garment off over your torso and attempting to throw it carefully towards the back of the car. You began undoing the buttons on his collared shirt from the bottom and when your hands met in the middle after he’d started at the top, he grabbed hold of them to pull you forward in a another kiss, holding you so tight you would have thought your lungs were the only source of his air.

“Ow! Shit shit shit,” he cried suddenly, having raised his head up too quickly to finish ridding himself of clothes and slamming it against a fixture on the ceiling.

You couldn’t help the laugh you let out. “You okay? We can just go home if it’s too cramped— oh,” your words were cut off with a moan as his fingers found their way back into your center, and you had your answer. The cramped space didn’t matter, the throbbing on the top of his head didn’t matter, the only that that did matter was you and him and how he made you feel.

He caged himself over you, curving his back to dip his head down to reach your neck to bite gently at your skin and leave faint marks in his wake while his fingers continued to work at your clit. You raked your nails down his skin, head falling back and eyes rolling with it as he pushed you higher and higher. “Stop, stop stop— any more and I’ll cum, I wanna cum with you, please,” you begged, forcing your eyes open and taking his hand in yours to remove him from you.

Chanyeol looked to the side of a moment before sighing in defeat. “No condom,” he said sullenly, lips forming an adorably disappointed pout, “We ran out of the extra stash last month, forgot to replace it.”

You thought for a minute, heavy panting filling the silence in the close confines of the car. “Well, I was going to wait for an anniversary or a special occasion to tell you, but… I changed my birth control last month,” you admitted, your unoccupied hand trailing up his abdomen to his chest, “And instead of a pill that I could forget to take, I now have an implant that’s always there, so…” you trailed off, looking up at him and batting your eyelashes in your best attempt at seduction.

Chanyeol let out a deep and guttural groan. “Fuck, fuck please baby does that mean what I think it means?”

There was something about seeing your big strong boyfriend reduced to a whining for you that redoubled your confidence and gave you the willpower to take his hand, still covered in your wetness from just a moment ago, and take his fingers into your mouth and suck them clean. His Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed harshly, eyes watching your lips the whole time.

“It means,” you said lowly after removing his fingers from your mouth with a pop, “That I want you to lay back and let me ride you until you cum inside me.”

Your boyfriend let out a shaky breath, gaping at your bold words and actions. “Fucking hell, I was just gonna say let me eat you out and I’d settle for a hand job but oh my god this is so much better,” his mouth was on yours as he pulled you close again, and you smiled into the kiss as you felt his dick twitch against your thigh.

It wasn’t the first time you’d forgone a condom with Chanyeol, but it wasn’t a frequent occurrence. The only other time you could remember off the top of your head was when he was away on tour, and your work had miraculously sent you on an overseas business trip that landed the two of you in the same city for a night. Between being a few hundred miles from home and the shared need for one another, you both ended up saying you’d just deal with the morning after pill tomorrow.

But none of that was of concern now. Now, you straddled his thighs and pushed him back, taking control of the moment. You kissed him again, slower than before, mapping the insides of his mouth with your tongue. “Ready?” You asked, circling your hips over him, cupping his face in your hands like it was the most precious thing in the world.

“God I love you,” he whispered back, stroking his hands down your sides. Slowly, with as much patience as you could muster, you lowered yourself on to him and felt your neck go limp as you adjusted to the size inside of you, a heady groan finding its way out of you. “Oh my god,” he croaked, bringing his hand to his mouth to bite on his thumb from the overwhelming sense of pleasure he felt. You hated that the thought crossed your mind, but you really could feel him so much more like this. As you purposefully clenched your walls around him once, you wondered if he felt the same. The string of curses that left his mouth answered your question.

“Good?” You asked with mirth, and he nodded feverishly, hands returning to your hips and pulling you forward. You swatted him playfully in response. “Hey, my turn on top, I set the pace,” you teased. It wasn’t often that you were courageous enough to take charge, so you wanted to relish in it as much as you could.

He laughed and pulled his hands back, holding them up defensively. “Your wish is my command, do your worst.”

You laughed out a single breath. ‘Challenge accepted.’ Fully adjusted to his size now, you rolled your hips forward slowly and snapped them back again.

The teasing comments and banter quickly subsided, replaced with only soft exhales and the sound of skin against skin. You could feel your thighs growing tired as you continued to raise and lower yourself on him, trying to stay active and make it as pleasurable for both of you as you could. But it had been a long day, and you were still tipsy, and you almost just wanted to make him come and get it over with so you could go home and fall asleep together.

Almost.

As if he could read your mind, Chanyeol’s open pouting lips curled up into a smile and and thrust up into you, meeting your hips on a movement down that had both of you gasping as the coil of heat in your belly began to bloom. You began rocking back and forth as he laid back more, the new angle reaching deeper and making you see stars.

“M’close, m’so close Yeol,” you moaned out softly. His right hand went down between you and began rubbing on your clit once more, while his other hand clasped yours, threading your fingers together. You held on for dear life, like he was the only thing that could anchor you to this plane of existence.

There was something so strangely intimate about the simple act of holding hands while fucking the love of your life that notched you just high enough to go spiraling over the edge into your orgasm. It washed over you in waves, and Chanyeol kept thrusting up under you, working you through the aftershocks until he came himself, a low throaty groan coming through his lips as you felt his cum paint your walls and his hand finally fell away from your core. You whined at the feeling, collapsing on top of him as a shudder ran down your spine, every inch of your skin overly sensitive like a livewire.

He kept one hand intertwined with yours and took his free one to brush his thumb across your cheek and tuck the stray hairs that had fallen out of place behind your ear. So gentle, so tender, but when you sat up again to plant a kiss at the corner of his mouth, you saw the mischievous glint in his eyes that meant he had something to say. You raised an eyebrow at him, waiting as you continued to try and reclaim steady breathing.

“Is this gonna be an all the time thing now? Because I’m not gonna lie, I might just bust a nut again right now if you tell me this is gonna be an all the time thing.” Even in the moments after sex, he still managed to have entirely too much energy and could talk your ear off. Nothing about the every day moments was ever too serious with Chanyeol. Somehow, there was always a sense of playfulness

You shushed him with another kiss on his lips and laughed. “Don’t nut again but yeah, I guess this can be an all the time thing now.” You knew he was kidding because he wasn’t even hard again inside you. Yet.

“Ahh! Ahh!” Chanyeol began letting out faked moans and fucked his hips up and into you, throwing his head back dramatically and pretending to come once more.

You couldn’t help but snort. “You’re such a dork.”

“Yeah but I’m your dork,” he replied, his finger tapping the tip of your nose playfully.

You pulled your face away, trying to think up some snarky remark to give him shit, and instead could only smile and let out a small laugh under your breath. His palms gently pressed to your lower back, holding you to him as if you’d disappear the moment he let go. Your hands returned to his face, thumbs brushing across his cheeks once more as you leaned in and kissed him again, slower and deeper than before. Everything you’d been through together, every secret meeting and fear of exposure and invasion of privacy, often times it felt like it might be too much— until you had moments with him like this, relishing in the feeling of connectedness and warmth and him.

After a short while of your head pressed to his chest and his hands gently stroking your back, you felt him begin to shift under you and pull out. You whined at the loss of him filling you and the skin to skin contact you craved, thinking for a heartbeat that you could just stay like this with him all night. He laughed softly, laying tender kisses all over as he mumbled apologies for needing to move, something about the side door of the car not being the most comfortable thing to have pressed against his back. He reached into a seat back pocket and fished out some stray napkins, using them to clean up the cum that spilled from you when you shifted off of his lap.

As the two of you redressed lazily and only enough to feign a sense of public decency and you crawled your way into the front passenger seat, you let out a yawn.

“Mmm see? Now we can go home and cuddle in bed,” he teased, ambling his way into the driver’s seat and buckling up as he pressed the ignition on the vehicle. Soft music filtered through the speakers, demos of his own work that he only let you listen to while they were still rough, and you felt overwhelmingly at ease with him.

With your head resting on your hand as you stared out the window at the Seoul city skyline, you felt a sense of calm settling over you, daydreaming of the softness of your shared bed that was waiting for you to collapse into it as soon as you got home. You could see from your peripheral Chanyeol’s gaze flicking over to you and then back to the road ahead as he came to a stop at a red light. “Hmm?” you mumbled, wondering if something was wrong for a moment as you shifted your gaze over to him.

“Okay, but seriously, how many times do you think they had sex today?”

“Chanyeol!”

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author’s note | sksksksks oh my god this was so bad I am so sorry I just could NOT let go of this idea please don’t hate me I drank an entire bottle of soju and watched a supercut of the EXO section of the 2019 SM Town concert in Japan when OT6 performed in those fucking suits and then I wrote the first draft of this, sue me. Yeol really is just a big puppy that can’t let go of a question or an idea once it crosses his mind. my smut is always gonna be this kind of soft unless I’m feeling extra angsty just so you know

[fyexo]

201216 M-Pop star Lay Zhang tells us about his music, dreams, and starting his own company

Chinese Megastar Lay Zhang wants to bring ‘China to the world’ with his music. He talks to Don’t Bore Us about how he plans to achieve his dreams.

For most of us, our dreams are conditional. For us, they remain in the abstract most of the time, attached to phrases like ‘It would be good if…’ or ‘I wish I…’. Not for Lay Zhang. Lay Zhang speaks in dreams. In his mind, he picks them out of the abstract and parks them on the road to his goals. Then, he sets into motion a cause and effect cycle, where each step leads to the realization of that dream.

“The word dream is a strange one,” he wrote in his autobiography Standing Firm at 24. “You start with a dream, but you have to fulfill everything in reality. Of course, it’s not really that you’re dreaming, because someone once told me, a dream is actually what a person’s heart looks like.”

Despite his status as one of China’s most famous stars, it’s this spirit that still is the condensation of Zhang’s ethos as an artist. Born in Changsha in the Chinese province of Hunan as Zhang Yixing, he was no stranger to the world of entertainment as a child star. In 2008, he auditioned for trainee-ship at SM Entertainment, largely considered the progenitor of modern-day K-pop, and passed. Four years later, he debuted as EXO’s Lay, an act that turned the tide for K-pop in the 2010s.

Home, however, was never very far away — after flitting between South Korea and China for work for sometime, the lengthy schedules eventually made him shift base to mainland China, laying the groundwork for Lay Zhang. His first studio album, Lay 02 Sheep, broke five records on the first day of digital release on the Chinese music service QQ Music. His second, NAMANANA, ranked No. 21 on the Billboard 200 chart, making him the highest-ranking M-pop artist on the chart to date.

It’s an ideal trajectory for anyone with dreams as big as Zhang: every new release came with new records and renown. Eventually, however, Zhang realized what his work was missing: a piece of his roots. He wanted to show the world “what China is really about.”

And so he said: “Let there be LIT.”

Named after a play on the Chinese word for lotus, ‘lián huā’, LIT — released in two parts over the course of 2020 — puts Zhang’s Chinese identity at its core. As he weaves the sounds of the Hulusi, Guzheng and Gong together with hip-hop, R&B, and Latin, Zhang not only creates his own genre (which he calls “mixed Mando-pop”), but also nurtures a new dream: one where Mando-pop frees itself of the labels of being “vapid” and “vain” and presents new avenues of experimentation and cultural triumph.

“In the future, mixed will be king. Every work, every genre can be mixed with each other; every language can mix with another. That’s where we go.” he says.

The way to this “mixed” world might be long, but Zhang will soon have company on the way. Earlier in 2020, he announced the establishing of his own company, Chromosome Entertainment, with a set focus to not only train the next generation of Chinese idols, but also to include Chinese culture and history as an integral part of their artistry.

DBU caught up with Lay Zhang to talk about Chromosome Entertainment, his music, how he is going to take his company to ‘infinity’, and his adorable cats.

Don’t Bore Us: Why did you think this was the right time to start your own company?

Lay Zhang: I have always wanted to have my own company and leave my mark in the world. I feel I need to think less and do more. I wanted to do it no matter how difficult it would be. If I kept waiting for the right moment, I might never do it. So, I created the Chromosome Entertainment Group.

DBU: Is there anything that you’ll focus on teaching the trainees that you yourself didn’t get during your trainee years?

Lay Zhang: Our trainees will learn more and more about Chinese culture and Chinese history.

DBU: Speaking of your music over the past year, we have to talk about LIT. We saw you expand into genres that you had never experimented with before. While Part 1 was a mix of traditional Chinese sounds, Part 2 had more modern inspirations such as R&B, Hip-hop, Latin, and others. Which of these sounds comes more naturally to you, and which one is more difficult to explore?

Lay Zhang: I just tried a lot of genres. Since I was young, I have been singing in Chinese and listening to pop music, so I find writing R&B is easier, since it is similar. With traditional Chinese music, it feels like second nature, since I grew up with it.

Latin and Hip-hop is very new to me, but Latin caught my ear because it’s easy to dance to. I’ve been listening to hip-hop and trap in the past few years. I think no matter what kind, I want to do a new genre. I want to call it M-pop because I think in the future, mixed will be king. Every work, every genre can be mixed with each other — every language can mix with each other, and that’s where we go.

DBU: Speaking of the incorporation of your native Chinese sounds into the songs on the first album, what is the most difficult part while looking for a middle-ground between culture and modernity?

Lay Zhang: You always want to respect the culture. We owe a lot to the past for giving us today: I cannot stress that enough. I understand that people have new tastes each year, so you want to make sure that you match the energy and the vibe of the year.

It’s hard to explain how I find the balance. I ask my friends and collaborators, what they feel. I took that into consideration [with LIT], and checked my gut feeling. Did I feel [like] it mixed my Chinese sound with the present or modern without losing it? It’s [a] feeling I get after listening to the record time after time in my car or in the studio.

DBU: With reference to bringing “China to the world”. How do you think LIT did that, apart from, of course, being a mash-up of different influences?

Lay Zhang: I think this album is the first of its kind in a way. It’s very unique: we brought together new and legendary producers to create beautiful music. We had traditional and modern day stories to showcase the idea of the past and the present, to show the world that Chinese artists can be creative. They can think more deeply about music. I want people to know that we are improving everyday. We are working hard. This is what LIT shows.

DBU: Historically, western audiences have thought of Mando-pop as being “very vain or bland.” You have always wanted to push forward Mixed Mando-pop through your work. How do you hope to change this perception of Mando-pop globally through your music?

Lay Zhang: It is a work in progress. We are still improving and developing M-pop. Since I was a child, I have always had big goals and dreams. I want to show the world what China is really about, that we are respectful people trying to better ourselves.

DBU: Your current approach to your work makes me curious. The words “one of China’s biggest celebrities” are often used in your context. With the fan-base and work you’ve built over the years, you could very well have taken the safer route and stuck to the previous sounds you have experimented with before, because anything you make is guaranteed to be a hit. So why is it important for you to keep making the kind of music you do, in the way you make it?

Lay Zhang: I want to challenge myself and see what I can do. I admit, I don’t always succeed, but I’d rather try different genres and sing in different languages to see what I am capable of. Like any artist, I want my music to reach more people, so you have to branch out and try new things, but at the same time, not lose who you are. I have great fans that support me and allow me to dream bigger. I want to pave the path for the next generation to share their music with the world.

DBU: You’ve worked both in South Korea and China. With K-pop having a moment in the global spotlight, what are some things that you feel M-pop could learn or borrow from K-pop?

Lay Zhang: I think it’s great that K-pop is having its moment. In M-pop, we need to put ourselves out there more. We need to meet fans in every city and town to create that one-on-one interaction. I think there are enough artists with quality music to match the artists in K-pop: we just need to focus on sharing Mando-pop.

DBU: For the past few years, you have been heavily involved in music reality shows geared towards bringing out China’s next musical stars. There was Idol Producer, Youth With You, Street Dance of China: what are your hopes from the next generation, and why this interest?

Lay Zhang: The next generation inspires me. Their dreams and efforts inspire me to work harder and be a good role model. I hope they can focus on creating great art and work that they can be proud of. Their work should speak for itself. If everyone can do this, they can do this. If everyone can do this, we can push the boundaries of music and art. We can create works that leave people in awe.

DBU: In the larger context of your artistry, what impact has this year had on you personally?

Lay Zhang: COVID-19 slowed my life down like everyone else. We have all experienced difficulties, but I was able to think about my music and career more clearly. I decided that I should go after the things I want as soon as I could. For my artistry, I realized I needed to focus on music I made, my company, and make music that really carried the culture and vibe of my country.

DBU: Observing your trajectory from when you just started out to now, I was thinking about how it is very clear where your professional priorities lie. What about personal ones? What are you focusing on personally in the coming year?

Lay Zhang: I think about this a lot, and it’s hard to separate my work and personal life. But I think I only have that much time before I run out of energy. I am always thirsty (laughs), so I know I won’t be able to continue this forever. I want to keep pushing until I can’t. So, then I can focus on my personal life knowing I gave it all to my career.

DBU: I asked some fans if they had anything to say to you, and most of them wanted me to relay the same thing: please take a well-deserved break! Now that LIT has had its successful run, is it time for a vacation, or is there more to come?

Lay Zhang: My cats give me a lot of confidence and happiness. They make it easier to face each day; it’s nice to know you have someone waiting for you at home. But I will take a vacation when I turn 40 (laughs). Of course, there is more to come: the trainees we are receiving are so talented. I am excited to create something that will hopefully last a long time, and will improve and uphold the entertainment industry in China.

L Singh @ Don’t Bore Us

[bangchan-is-my-aesthetic]

Imagine Baekhyun... (2)

After all the pain, the waiting, the tears, the crying and the missing, the day has finally come, the day you can finally pick up your soldier from the airport and ghave him be only yours again.

After you arrive with a bunch of security guys end, of course, the left members of his, you wait at the exit of where he's supposed to arrive in 5 minutes. There are already a lot of fans standing there, glaring at you. But you couldn't care less.

After the video of your goodbye with Baekhyun had been published the day after he left and your relationship got public a rather unpleasing way, the members, their girlfriends/wifes and finally Baekhyun where able to make you strong and guard you of most of the hate. Yet you still had to show Baekhyun the things they wrote you, only so he'd be informed, as he says himself.

Now here you stand, seconds away from seeing the pove of your life again, after limited contact for such a long time, carrying the last unopened box of his. It was labeled as extremely important, so you had to guard it well and yet he still told you to not open it but bring it to him on the day you'd finally meet again.

You see the first soldiers searching for their families and your heart starts racing even more. But minutes pass and there's still no sign of your Boyfriend. Your worries grow. Did something happen to him? Did he forget me? Did they forget him? Are we standing wrong? Was the-

but then you lock eyes with the most handsome pair of brown orbs you could ever imagine. Those brown orbs that are now filling with tears, and make the man the belong to stand still in shock. Baekhyun's lips form a huge smile and you quickly press the bag with the box into Jongin's hand before running into Baek's arms. He picks you up and spins you around, you hear his beautiful laughter and take as much of him in as you can. "Finally I got you back!", he whispers into your hair. Eventually you pull apart slightly to check eachothers appearance. His hair has, thank god, grown a good amount, he looks well fed and now finally happy again. He doesn't seem to be harmed. Good. "Your hair has grown so much.", he notices and looks at your body with a satisfied look. "All mine again.", he growls and pulls you in for the long awaited kiss.

He puts you down again and now the members approach their missed friend and fall into his arms. After each and everyone has welcomed him home, the security push yohu back to your driver to get home. Arrived at home, Baekhyun suggests to take a shower together, which you do quite intensely, before making other plans.

Baekhyun seems to be a little weird though, almost nervous, you think. Then you remember he hasn't opened the box yet. As you confront him, he only says: "My little impatient Y/N, we'll open it soon, but in order to do that, let's pick our most beautiful clothes for the dinner tonight, alright." You did have a dinner planned with the exo members as a celebration of his return.

You two walk to his car and ge even opens the door for you, before you get in. He also let you have his car keys for the time he was gone, but you rarely drove the car and much rather slept in it, as it seemed to make you feel closer to him. You made sure to clean well though this morning, so he wouldn't notice too much. By the way he glances at you, you think he knows, but can't tell because he was clearly being nervous. Was it because he didn't have a member-meal for so long?

The sight of him driving, as usual a hand on your thigh, made you melt completely. You had missed this so much you didn't even notice he drove past the restaurant. As soon as he stops the car, he gives you a quick peck and then get out of the car, only to help you out of it with your long dress he told you to wear. When you notice where you are you almos lose yor balance. He brought you to the romantic hill with the river and the flower bed, where you shared your first kiss together. Adding to that, the sun is currently setting, giving it all a golden touch. You look at him with stunned eyes. He only brings you into the field of all kinds of colorful flowers and looks at you, as if you'd be much more beautiful than the sight you just had.

Then other cars pull up and as you ask what his members are doing here, he keeps silent. He has been awkwardly silent these few hours so you start worrying. The members suddenly all stand around you two, Junmyeon giving him a thumbs up and Baekhyun takes a deep breath, taking the very last box out of his pocket.

Then he opens it and brings out a red velvet box inside, which he tightly holds in his hands before kneeling down on one knee and opening this box as well, revealing a beautifully decorated diamond ring to your eyes. You stare into his eyes and listen to his words after he clears his throat.

"Actaully I wanted to do this on my second home, the stage, and reveal our relationship like this, but that kind of didn't work. I haf so muxh time thinking about this and how to do it, planning it with my members in our group chat. I've never felt more sure about one thing in my life than about you, Y/N. The past few years with you have been the most amazing of my life and everything that happened until now has left me with no doubt that we can overcome any obstacle together. I brought you here on this very spot, at your favorite time, to tell you something you might already know since the first time we came here: I love you, Y/N. I know I have been painfully quiet today, but I only was preparing these very words I'm about to say to the love of my life. My dear Y/N, after everything we've been through I'd like to thank you for everything you have done for me and I want to keep calling you mine for the rest of my life. To be precise, I'd like to call you my wife, starting from now on and so I'm asking you: Will you, Y/F/N, do me the honor and marry me, Byun Baekhyun?"

Your face is covered in tears, so is everyone elses, and you barely word out a yes with a strong nod, before Baekhyun puts the ring onto your finger and picks you up, kissing you. The ring fits perfectly and you both seem to not be able to believe what just happened. It's now that you also notice that Sehun's been filming the whole scene, with you being a sniffling mess. The stars start to rise and everyone congratulates you two on your proposal. After spending some more time enjoying the moment, D.O breaks the moment in suggesting celebrating Baekhyun's return and your engagement in finally having the member meal, and so you make your way into a loooong night and well, a happy ever after.

[sylvanfreckles]

Poisoned (FebuWhump 07)

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human Summary: Connor, already suffering from an injury occurred in the line of duty, is put in further danger when he’s unknowingly given tainted thirium. Warning: non-graphic vomiting

(This story takes place in the same series as my first DBH fic, Critical Components. You can read that and this fic on AO3)

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Connor settled into the chair at his desk, still cradling his damaged arm carefully. “I'm fine, Hank.”

Hank was already shaking his head and tugging the android first-aid kit out from under his desk. “Kid, you had nearly half a ton of dead weight hanging from that arm half an hour ago. It's not okay.”

“My internal structure is rated to withstand pressure of up to-”

“You heard what the tech said,” Hank interrupted. “All that weight on your...your servos or joints or whatever.”

With a frown, Connor glanced down at his arm. His internal structure would have taken the weight of the falling cargo container easily, had the floor not given way at that moment. So the container caught him on the shoulder, and before he could push himself free some of the trailing cables had twisted around his arm. There had been a horrible, grinding jerk when he'd stopped, just for a moment, essentially holding the ancient shipping container in place with one arm...then the cables had sheared away his exo-plating and broken two of his fingers as the container plunged into the depths of Lake Michigan.

The DPD tech that had responded to their call was supposed to bring replacement plating to patch over what had been torn away, and Connor's healing program would handle the rest. Except replacing the lost thirium, of course.”

“Damn it,” Hank shoved the first aid box away with a grunt. “Must've used it already.”

“There's some in the break room,” Connor offered and started to stand, but his partner held a hand up and nearly pushed him back into his seat.

“I've got it. You just...sit there.”

Connor complied, a bit gratefully, truth be told. He hadn't told Hank or the tech, but the jarring weight of the cargo container's fall had caused microfractures throughout much of his internal structure. Nothing that wouldn't be healed in a few hours...but it still hurt.

“Here we go!” Hank announced. He twisted the lid off the bottle of thirium and handed it to Connor with a flourish. “Tech said you need at least two, but there's a whole case in there if you need more.”

“Thanks, Hank,” Connor said with a sigh. He took a long swallow of the thirium and grimaced a little at the texture. It was too thick, and almost sweet. He pulled the bottle away and stared at the label—there were companies other than Cyberlife trying to provide android necessities these days, and this was a brand he hadn't tried before. Maybe they didn't let an actual android test their product before shipping it. Thirium wasn't something he'd ever enjoyed the taste of before, but this was downright disgusting.

Hank was watching him, eyebrows drawn together in concern. Connor tried to give his partner a reassuring glance and downed the rest of the bottle, not quite able to hide the shudder as the last of the thick, cloying liquid passed his lips. The thirium sat heavily in his internal resevoir, like it was too dense to circulate.

“You want the next one?” Hank asked as he reached for the bottle.

“Not yet,” Connor protested, blocking his partner's hand. “I think...I think this brand is too concentrated.”

“Yeah?” Hank picked the bottle of thirium up and squinted at the information on the label. “Hell, I can't tell what any of this says. We need to thin it out or something?”

Connor's stomach churned, warnings flickering at the edges of his vision. “Not that...simple...” he groaned. Error messages flashed before his eyes, and he wrapped his arms around his stomach and doubled over as his entire body seized up.

“Connor? Hey, kid!” Hank was crouching in front of him now, hands on Connor's shoulders, trying to see into his face. “What is it? What's wrong?”

“Con...tam-taminated,” Connor managed to rasp out.

“Contaminated?” Hank's voice rose even as Connor tried to curl away from him. “What the hell?”

Everything lurched, then twisted, and before Connor could reach his trashcan he was vomiting blue blood down the front of his shirt.

Hank swore again and shoved the trashcan between Connor's bent knees. “We need a tech in here!” he hollered over his shoulder.

There was blood in his mouth, lingering on his tongue as he heaved up another mouthful. With mental effort Connor turned on his analysis software and the thirium's composition flooded across his vision.

Ethylene, propylene, butylene, hexylene...it was antifreeze. The thirium had been spiked with antifreeze, though from the taste and consistency it was more accurate to say a bottle of antifreeze had been contaminated with thirium.

“Thirium,” he gasped, voice cracking on another retch and he bent over to spit a mouthful of blue blood into the trashcan. “It's...”

“We've got it, kid,” Hank said. One of the man's big hands was resting on Connor's shoulders, gently sweeping back and forth. It was oddly comforting, though he couldn't quite explain why. “They're hauling the whole damn case down to the lab. Fuck, this is bad.”

“I told you to take it easy, Connor.” The new voice was from a short, stocky man in the all-too-familiar uniform of the DPD android technicians.

“Thirium's bad, Frank,” Hank replied. “Someone put antifreeze in, ruined the whole batch.”

Francisco Jimenez—Frank to his friends—sucked in a breath through his teeth. “Connor, I need to check your thirium levels, is that all right?”

Connor let out a weary nod and leaned back enough for the tech to push his shirt aside and deactivate the panel over his chest compartment. Frank pulled a handheld monitor off of his belt and attached the delicate cable to a nearly invisible port on the housing for Connor's thirium pump.

The android groaned and Hank let out a weary chuckle. “Careful, Frank. He might blow on you.”

“Eh, I've had worse than some bad thirium on me before,” Frank retorted, winking at Connor. He frowned at the screen from the monitor when it finally beeped and gently pulled the wire free, replacing Connor's chest panel. “Sorry, kid. Thirium levels are down to about seventy percent, which is an easy fix...but it looks like contamination's spread through the rest of your supply.”

“What does that mean?” Hank cut in.

Frank had already stowed the handheld monitor and pulled his phone out instead. “Afraid he needs his entire supply flushed and replaced, and I'm detecting some impaired thirium flow so some of the smaller pumps might be damaged. Might need some lines replaced too, and that's just a little above what we can handle here.”

“Come on, you just need to replace it,” Hank protested. “Just pump the bad stuff out and put good stuff in, right?”

“It's not that simple,” the tech explained with a sigh. “Look, Hank...you ever see what antifreeze does if you put it in your gas tank? That stuff's a lot heavier than thirium. As soon as it entered his circulatory system it started gumming everything up. Connor needs his entire thirium supply replaced, and we just can't do that here—not if we don't know how much of our stock is contaminated. And he needs his lines flushed and cleaned to get that crap out of him; antifreeze doesn't just evaporate like thirium does. I'm sorry, he just needs more repairs than we can handle.”

Connor hadn't realized he'd grabbed Hank's arm until the older man flinched from the sudden pressure. “Not the facility?” he whispered, desperately. “Please?”

He could still remember the feeling from his last repair. Being shut down but conscious, strapped to a table while harsh, unfeeling hands touched his biocomponents. Voices overhead, discussing how expensive he was, how much money they could make off of his blueprints, how much Hank would sell him for. William Adair, the chief technician, boasting about the offer he was going to make Hank, as no mere detective could understand how important this piece of technology was.

Hank had shifted a hand to his shoulder and squeezed gently. “Jericho?” he suggested.

Frank was already shaking his head. “Sorry, kiddo. I get the newsletter, Josh is doing some impressive things over there, but they're not ready for this kind of work. I'll talk to him at the next meeting, maybe we can figure something out for next time.”

“There won't be a next time,” Hank growled. “Whoever did this is gonna wish they'd never been born when I get through with 'em.”

“Yeah, well, save some for the rest of us,” Frank retorted. “Ambulance is on its way, and I've gotta see about recalling two dozen android officers to make sure their emergency supplies aren't tainted. Someone could have done a lot of damage with this stunt.”

Hank snorted. His hand hadn't left Connor's shoulders, gently rubbing back and forth even as Connor hunched over the trashcan again. “Yeah, they already did.”

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I kind of went for a cross between antifreeze poisoning in the human body and what happens if you put antifreeze in your gas tank. I hope it turned out okay.

I don't know, I could go on with a part two with all the body horror of having your veins irrigated at the horrible android hospital while the horrible little man with his hands in your chest cavity keeps talking about how much he'd like to take your organs out, just for a little while, to see if he can learn anything. Let me know if you’d like that.

[krreader]

the wrong victim | chapter 4.

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader fandom: bts ; mentions of exo warnings: gang!au ; non idol!au ; language ; blood genre: angst ; fluff word count: 2.3k+ previous: 1 ; 2 ; 3

summary: in which jeongguk accidentally kidnaps the wrong person and begs you to play the part of the one he actually had to kidnap, just so he could become a member of the famous Bangtan Boys. And, well, you were always a sucker for boys with a tragic past.

a/n: I can’t believe it took me nearly two years to update this, I am so fucking sorry, but writing a new part now made me realize how much my writing style developed over the years and I am pleasantly surprised tbh. anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this ♥

“How is he?” everyone got up when Jin finally walked out with bloody hands that he wiped on a cloth, then brushing the sweat off his forehead with his arm.

“He's stronger than you all give him credit for. He's going to make it.”

Everyone in the room let out a relieved sigh, you plopping back down on the couch and brushing your hands through your hair, shutting your eyes so tight that you began to see stars.

What the hell were you doing?

You just got into a fight and shot someone - that deserved it -, to save the guy that kidnapped you, then afterwards, promising to stay with that same guy, just because you were afraid that it might be the last thing that he'd ever hear.

This was getting out of hand and what started as an action made out of the kindness off your heart had put you in a position that you didn't know how to get out of anymore and that scared you. And not just that, but you weren’t feeling guilty for what you had done. It was like... it had come natural to you. And that surely wasn’t a feeling you should be feeling after having hurt someone.

“By the way,” Jin looked at you, waiting for you to do the same, “He's asking for you. Might be nice for him to see his girl.”

Taehyung started laughing, Yoongi whistled, while the rest just smirked.

You didn't give any of them much attention, simply did what Jin had asked and walked into the room.

He had shut the blinds, one lamp in the corner of the room illuminated it only so much that you could see where you were going and where he was.

He was awake, but his eyelids were heavy. Though, despite all this, he smiled when he saw you.

“Hey..-”

“Don't you fucking hey, me,” you said angrily, “What the hell were you thinking? These guys were ten times taller than you and you just walk in and get yourself nearly killed?”

Jeongguk blinked at you a few times, then he chuckled, though quickly stopping and furrowing his eyebrows when that hurt his body, “You were worried.”

“Worried for my sake,” you lied, though at that time, you still told yourself that it was the truth and that you were worried merely for selfish purposes, “If you had died, it would be ten times harder to get away from here. And while we're having this discussion..-”

“You said you'd stay,” he interrupted you straight away, looking at you with wide eyes, almost disappointed already that you were thinking about breaking your promise.

“Listen to me,” you let out a heavy sigh and sat down on the bed next to him, “I don't know what kind of fucked up fantasy you have began to develop in your mind about me and you being in this criminal relationship..-”

“..-it's not about that..-”

“..- but it won't happen,” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, trying to act serious for his, but also your sake. It was like you had to tell him, but also yourself, “I said that because I didn't know whether or not you were going to make it. This has gone way too far and you know it,” you shook your head, “You got what you wanted, you're part of this wonderful gang that will definitely get you killed one day. I helped you, now you help me get out of here and get back to my boring life that I miss.”

“But do you actually?” he asked, then carefully sat up when you didn’t reply right away, “Because part of me thought you were actually beginning to enjoy this.”

You snorted, “Don’t flatter yourself.”

But this was the problem, wasn’t it? He could see right through you, despite not knowing you for that long. 

It’s not a life that you ever thought would suit you, but maybe..-

Before you could think about this much further, the door got opened and the rest of his members walked in.

“You two done fucking?”

“I hope that's not what you did, that's surely going to open up the stitches,” Jin said disapprovingly.

You simply gave Jeongguk one last look, then got up and walked out, leaving them alone with him.

“Oh, oh.. trouble in paradise?” Jimin sat down where you had just sat, “Is she mad that you nearly got killed?”

“Yeah.. something like that.”

“By the way, who is (Y/N)?” Hoseok asked with a cocked head, “It's what you called her back at the scene.”

Yeah, of course they wouldn't let that go.

“It's just a nickname,” Jeongguk lied as he shrugged.

“That's... a weird nickname, because it sounds like a normal name.”

“Why is that weird? You guys all picked western names too,” Taehyung crossed his arms in front of his chest, “She's just like the rest of us, so I don't see an issue.”

Taehyung would always come to his rescue and Jeongguk gave him a grateful smile for that.

“Yeah.. like us,” Namjoon repeated as he watched you sit down at the couch outside of Jeongguk’s room with a smile. A proud smile, “Maybe we were wrong about her after all.”

“Whatever. Right now, Jeongguk needs to rest,” Jimin smiled and ruffled his hair, “Sleep, kiddo.”

And even though he was out of danger now, he could not find any rest the entire night. 

Deep down, he knew that he had to get you out of here, rather sooner than later, before this could escalate any further. Because instead of looking at you disapprovingly, Namjoon had actually smiled at you before.. proudly, so. And even if Hoseok had said that he doubted Namjoon had meant it when he had said you were part of the gang now, he might begin to consider it now that you've proven yourself to be a good shot and saved one of his members.

And getting you out then would be ten times harder.

On top of that, there was still the matter of your mother. If you didn't show up eventually, she'd file a missing persons report and then once that reached the cops, it might lead back to them and then they'd all be in deep shit.

Bad enough that the cops had a pixelated picture of you stealing something, but Yoongi would be able to fix that, he always did and led the cops into a different direction.

But once your mother would file that missing persons report... there might not be such an easy way out anymore.

And so reluctantly, Jeongguk pushed aside the covers, keeping pressure on his wound to be able to walk steadily and make his way outside, but stopping when he heard you talk to... Taehyung? Who he was sure you hated?

“Here,” he handed you a glass filled with what Jeongguk assumed was alcohol, “You look like you need it.”

“I never understood why you're so nice to me when I've been nothing but an ass to you.”

“You're nice to Kookie, so I feel like I need to be nice to you,” he shrugged, “That boy has been through a lot, you know? And I know he's labeled as this playboy guy, but you might actually be the first girl that he has real feelings for.”

“Don't be ridiculous,” you snorted into your glass.

“No, I mean it. The way he looks at you and back in the car, it seemed like all that kept him alive was the thought of seeing you again. He didn't have anything or anyone before us, but now he has more to lose than just six gang members.”

“In case you forgot, he kidnapped me.”

“I think YOU are the one that forgets that sometimes,” he got up from the couch, “From what we've heard, you've never quite had the cleanest slate yourself, as much as you'd like to pretend that you did. There is this rumor.. Namjoon never told me anything, but I overheard him talking to Yoongi hyung. EXO wanted you for a reason. They heard about your talents and wanted to recruit you. And not just them. Any rivaling gang had their eyes on you. We just got lucky that we got to you first.”

“You make it sound like you think I'm here for good.”

“Sooner or later you're going to understand that this gang life with us isn't the worst thing that can happen. I heard about the dump you lived in before, but here? You could have everything you want. You could be everything you want to be. And most importantly... you could be with who you want to be. I know that Namjoon won’t keep you here forever if you truly don’t want to be here, so as soon as he’s sure that you won’t tell on us, he’d let you go. But I don’t think that’s going to happen, Soomin.”

And with that, he walked away.

You didn't see him, but Taehyung did and he winked at Jeongguk who had hid behind a wall when he passed by him.

He thought you might yell something like your usual: 'You're full of shit' after him, but you didn't. You just sat there and stared into your glass, before downing it in one go.

Because see, when someone calls you out on the things that you've been lying to yourself about, it was time to reflect.

And you had a lot of that to do.

Because as much as you hated to admit it... shooting the balls of someone that had deserved it, after years of watching the news and seeing what kind of assholes were out there... it made you think that maybe it was time to change sides.

That maybe, you were on the wrong side of the law.

And that maybe, your boring life that you so desperately claimed that you wanted to get back to, was actually just a cover-up for the truth.

That maybe, you did want to be a part of this.

But admitting that to yourself... it made you sick. Because you tried to tell yourself that you weren’t like that. Like them.

But what if you were?

Jeongguk slowly approached you, not wanting to startle you.

“If you want to leave... then I'll get you out of here.”

“What?” you furrowed your eyebrows, turning around to look at him, “So suddenly?”

“I was naive to think that you might actually stay with me and maybe you were right, maybe I really did make up this fantasy in my head,” he sat down next to you, noticing how your hand immediately reached out to help him, but then you pulled it back once you realized what you were doing, “But it just felt like my life was finally complete now. I had my six brothers and then destiny decided to put you into my life and suddenly I went from having nothing to having everything I could have ever wished for.”

You didn't respond to that, simply let out a heavy sigh.

“I'm sorry for everything that happened, (Y/N), truly.”

“Jeongguk. Can you give me my phone?”

“Wh..- What?”

“You guys took it from me when you brought me here. But I'd like to have it back.”

He wasn't sure this was a good idea. In fact, he was sure it was a terrible idea. What if you were going to call the cops now? Would serve them right, but.. could he take that risk?

“Why?”

“Please. Just give it back to me.”

It didn't seem like you were going to elaborate on what you were going to do with it, so after a few more moments of hesitation, he finally got up, walked away and came back a few minutes later with your phone in his hand.

Before letting go of it, though, he said: “Please don't take my family away from me.”

And then he slowly, very slowly, walked back into his room, hoping to hear whatever you were going to do next.

What you did do, however, surprised him.

“Hey mom. I know, I know, yell at me all you want, you have every right to do so. I am still alive, I'm well and I'm sorry I haven't called earlier. I actually have... good news! I got a new job! Yes, I know! It's a little farther away from the city so I had to commute and I was just so stressed and tired and didn't get a chance to just sit down and call and I know I should have but...- no, it's a good job, really! The co-workers are really nice and the boss... well, he's a boss, you know? Can be a bit of an asshole, but oh well. Anyways, I'm not sure if I can stop by on the 23rd like we agreed on, depends on my schedule, but if I can't, I'll definitely call again. Yes, mom. I promise. I won't go as long as I did now without calling. Okay. Yeah. I love you too. Bye.”

And as you ended the call and stared at the screen, you knew that he was still there.

He looked at you with wide eyes and an open mouth, not believing what you had just done.

Then you said: “Here's the new deal. I will stay... for now. I will however not be your maid anymore or whatever the hell that you brought me here for in the first place. I will do what I want to do. I will call my mother whenever I want to and I will be able to go out whenever I want to. I will not be a prisoner here anymore. If you want me to stay, then don't treat me like a kidnapped anymore.”

“Then... what do you want me to treat you like from now on?”

You got up, brushing over your clothes to straighten them out and once you did and stood tall again, you confidently said: “Like a member of your team.”

You just hoped that this was the right decision.. because like Jeongguk, if you decided to go down that path, there was no going back anymore.