#Funny thing is this has been in my asks for a year and I never answered it because I couldn't think of anything to say

[rawme-price]

Thinking about gator!reader drinking with the guys, everyone going around and sharing funny stories behind scars.

Because, yknow, its nice to remind urself that not every mark on ur body bears bad news. Sometimes a scar holds a warm and fuzzy memory. Like soap, who has a small burn scar on the outside of his palm. He touched the cooking sheet accidentally while making thumbprint cookies with his mom.

Or ghost, who proudly shows off the scar next to his wrist from the first time he fell off his bike. Cried for hours, not about his wrist, bit because the tire of his bike had popped and he thought hed never get to ride it again.

Of course there's gaz, who rolls up his pant leg to reveal a series of parallel lines, from his aunts cat that he loved to pet as a toddler. He had been so young, a bit clueless about when cats did and didnt want to be pet, but after that day is made sure to be cautious.

Price shares some stories too, mostly from his younger years. He pulls his collar to the side a bit to show three little puncture marks on his shoulder. From when he tried to scare nik only for the Russian to reflexively stab him with the same tool he was eating lunch with.

You hear all these stories, and want to share your own. You've got plenty of scars from ur childhood, but is isnt hard to pick out one you find amusing.

"This," you begin, rolling up ur sleeve to point out a thick line amongst many other scars "is from middle school. Some kid was talking shit and I agreed to fight him. Stupid youngster I was, I showed up bare-handed while he showed up with a knife. Got me good before the cops were called."

The others nod along, sharing glances you dont catch between themselves. You never talk about ur past, so they dont want to scare you off. "I remember my first knife-fight." Ghost finally says, a bit dreamily for a guy talking abt blades "did the cops make you sit in cells facing eachother? Mine did, had to look ar that bastard the whole damn time."

You shake your head, finger tracing over the scar as if fond "nah, kid didnt get arrested, obviously." You say absently. This makes soap tilt his head.

"Wait, why is it obvious? Didn't he cut you, ah feel like thats pretty damning evidence." He asks, ears flicking.

"Huh? Oh, he was human." You take a sip of ur drink, missing the raised brow soap gives gaz. "Everyone knows human kids dont get in trouble for hurting hybrids. Though, maybe its different in scotland." You explain with a shrug, as if thats a totally normal thing.

That information also totally recontextualizes ur scar. Its not a memory of two kids being stupid. That kid tried to hurt you, deliberately. Maybe you dont realize it, but the others pick up the hidden meaning pretty quick. Was that...was that seriously a fond moment, for you? Getting ambushed with a knife then being held in a cell for who knows how long?

Ghost seems sympathetic, price too, but soap and gaz seem outright upset and angry though they try to hide it. They shudder to think of what a bad scar is from if that one is supposed to be happy.

[luveline]

Hello, I’m dying from how hot it is outside and was wondering if you’d write dad!Steve having to get a much SHORTER haircut because of the heat and R’s and Avery’s reaction??

Your eyes blow wide of their own accord. 

Steve puts his keys in the bowl by the door and shuts it with a casual kick of the ankle. He’s not smiling or frowning, unthinking as he shrugs out of his brown leather jacket to hang up on the hook (a new addition to his wardrobe, as, apparently, brown leather is the new windbreaker). You stand there without announcing yourself as your eyes get greedy. 

You’d never tell him, but your heart sinks for a moment. Your beautiful husband has come home totally maimed, four inches of mousy brown hair gone in a flash. Short on the sides, but a little swoop remains across his forehead. It’s nothing like his usual cut, but– but he’s pretty. You love him. And after a second of shock, you realise it suits him just as much as his usual shag. 

“Well, hey, handsome,” you murmur, raising your eyebrows at him appraisingly. “Who let you out of the house like that?” 

“You like?” he asks, grinning from the second he’d noticed you were there. 

“I love.” You let some honesty shine through. “I’m a little surprised, but I love it, you look beautiful,” —his neck couldn’t pink any faster— “and it’ll be good in the heat, right? No more greasy hair behind your ears.” 

“Exactly!” 

He’s tapping under your chin to kiss you when Avery strolls out of the living room. “What’s going on?” she asks. 

“Nothing, babe.” 

“I’m home,” Steve says. 

“How was your…” Avery stares up at him with wide eyes. 

“What?” Steve asks. 

“Oh my gosh.” 

“It’s not bad, is it?” he asks her worriedly. 

Avery’s face pulls into a grimace she can’t hide. “Oh, gosh, daddy. What the heck happened?” 

“Nothing happened, potty mouth! They just gave me a trim.” 

“It’s all gone.” 

“Ave…” He crouches down to offer his hands. She takes them loosely. “You really don’t like it, honey? I was getting so hot. Now I’ll be less stinky, yeah?” 

“How can I play with your hair if you don’t have any?” she laments. 

You wonder the same thing. Steve gives her hands a gentle up and down before stroking her cheek with his finger. “Baby, it’s not that short.” 

She pouts at him. Steve genuinely looks apologetic, and it’s so funny, ‘cos ten years ago he’d have bristled and protested and told everyone to leave him alone. But he’s a softie for his girl, always has been. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I just wanted something different. It’ll grow back!”

“Don’t be sorry,” she says, even as she cringes, bringing her little hands to his head. “You– you’re still one of the handsome dads. Just– with short hair.”

“It’s not that short,” he mumbles, defeated as Avery falls into his chest. 

She pats his back. “It will grow back soon. Right?” 

You scratch the back of Steve’s neck, finding the hair there softer than angora as it slips between your fingertips. “He’s always gonna be one of the handsome dads. The most handsome, for sure.” 

Steve tips his head back. Looks so pretty it startles you when his eyes crease with affection. 

[mirrorball-leclerc]

bonus track - someone puts a hit on james vowels (allegedly)

alternatively: oscar’s accused of witchcraft and charles thinks he could make it in jail (he can’t)

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ines_alonso australia, i love you

tagged: francesca.cgomes, hattiepiastri, lilymhe, logansargeant, danielricciardo, oscarpiastri

user01 tagging the boys as the kangaroos and daniel as the quokka was diabolical. do it again!

user02 help i didn’t even notice until you pointed it out

olliebearman so quick question is which country is home, monaco or spain?

ines_alonso do you want a cheesy answer or a non-cheesy one? olliebearman i’ll take the cheesy one!! i love cheese! ines_alonso home is where my boys are maxverstappen1 yuck, too much cheese olliebearman yo kellypiquet is this your man?? kellypiquet no comment 🤦🏻‍♀️

danielricciardo baby alonso, are you insulting me with that tag??

ines_alonso why would never ever insult you mr. ricciardo yukitsunoda0511 she told me to call you a ‘fucking giraffe’ because you were ‘freakishly tall’ ines_alonso YUKI! THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET! danielricciardo wow baby alonso, i see how it is. i give up my red bull seat for you and this is how you repay me? yukitsunoda0511 wow inés, i can’t believe you would treat an old red bull driver this way. where’s your solidarity? danielricciardo OLD?! WHO ARE YOU CALLING OLD? HOW COULD YOU YUKI? I TRUSTED YOU! yukitsunoda0511 uh-oh grandpa’s crashing out

user03 one look at these comments and i just know the grid is going so freaking chaotic next year

user04 gen z is going to outnumber the older generations at this rate.

hattiepiastri day 739 of me asking you to dump my brother for me

ines_alonso hattie, babe, we’ve been over this, your brother would never allow it. hattiepiastri please, one chance oscarpiastri go away! get a job! hattiepiastri i have a job, it's called annoying you

archerkent can you smuggle a quokka home for me?

charles_leclerc there’s a quokka across the hall from your apartment? archerkent what the fuck are you talking about? charles_leclerc i’m sorry, is your neighbor not daniel? archerkent he’s never home so i wouldn’t know

arthur_leclerc please tell me you face planted in the sand

ines_alonso i’m telling lorenzo! arthur_leclerc you did, didn’t didn’t you? francesca.cgomes she actually didn’t, which was a surprise considering she can’t do a cartwheel to save her life ines_alonso et tu, brute? francesca.cgomes i'm sorry bebe but you know it's true pierregasly this joke stopped being funny 2 years ago 🤦🏻‍♂️

gabrielbortoleto_ what is this 'family dinner' ollie keeps speaking of?

kimi.antonelli you're not invited so don't bother asking ines_alonso that's your uncle, kimi be nice! olliebearman i told you gabriel, family dinner at the piastri's pull up oscarpiastri SINCE WHEN? olliebearman since your mom said so (this isn't a joke btw, she actually said that)

user05 at what point has the bit gone too far??

user06 bestie, this isn't a bit, they're actually family now. user07 haven't you heard, charles gave birth to ollie and kimi. fernando stole 3 children (archer, gabriel, and max) they are family user08 THIS WAS A BIT?

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ines_alonso australia, you were sorta good to us this year, until next time

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user09 my favorite thing about the australian gp is definitely the tram with the drivers faces on it

user10 the only thing better might be the ferris wheel with the drivers faces on it user11 i love when countries do silly things like this.

sabrinacarpenter what the hell is archer doing in that picture?

archerkent sabrina, my love! don’t worry, i lived to tell the tale! ines_alonso to be fair, i don’t know what he was doing. he just wanted to win because ‘it’s a matter of fucking honor inés!’ oscarpiastri aka he’s a sore loser archerkent INÉS WAS CHEATING AND YOU WERE HELPING HER! sabrinacarpenter i regret ever asking

user12 diabolical of you to post a picture of charles on the podium while very noticeably cropping out the other drivers

ines_alonso i don’t know what you’re talking about, there’s no one else in the picture user12 dramatic just like her father i see

oscarpiastri what the hell is that picture of me? where did you get from?

louieee i took it 😁 and sent it to her. it was a blast being in your garage with your mom, i think i just got adopted. oscarpiastri i refuse to be related to you. they’ve already forced archer to be family. louieee well that’s just too damn bad piastri

danielricciardo you’re welcome for blessing your page with my beautiful face

lewishamilton shut up, clearly i’m the beautiful face in her feed olliebearman clearly the beautiful face is my father, but we can ask seb? lewishamilton go away bearman, you can’t terrorize us when you’re not on the grid yet olliebearman next year it’s a free for all then

user13 i don't think the world or the grid is ready for the combined chaos of archer, inés and lou

user14 inés isn't even on the grid yet and she's already terrorizing them to hell and back ines_alonso it's my job to terrorize them. somebody has to keep these guys humble

francesca.cgomes nothing captures your essence like this post does. girlhood with a mix of chaos and simping

ines_alonso i fear i have never been more accurately described in my life sabrinacarpenter girl, you're never beating the allegations of biggest simp louieee you should've seen her before they were together. ines_alonso you keep your damn mouth shut lou! oscarpiastri no, please do continue

hattiepiastri please please please stay in australia forever, they could never love you like i do.

ines_alonso oh believe me i’m considering it after last night charles_leclerc for the record, since we’re in australia, everything is oscar’s fault oscarpiastri YOU’RE THE ONE WHO BROKE THE BED LAST NIGHT BY JUMPING ON THE BED! scuderiaferrari that explains the bill we got this morning… hattiepiastri i could treat you so much better bby ines_alonso would you take me with my 2 cats, a dog, and 2 human children? hattiepiastri never mind stay in monaco.

olliebearman i guess it means it’s time for you to buy a house in australia

kimiantonelli AND IT BETTER HAVE ROOM FOR ME AND OLLIE! charles_leclerc we’re not buying a house in australia, we already have the house in spain and the apartment in monaco. oscarpiastri oh, we’re getting that house in australia, trust me. olliebearman MAKE IT A FARM SO WE CAN GET A COW! user15 i fear this bit has gone too far ines_alonso there is no bit, those are my children! (i may also be adopting any and all rookies next year)

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¡mirrorball-leclerc speaks!

𝜗𝜚 in the time that it took me to finally put this out both bobby nash and joel miller died and sabrina carpenter announced a new album so yeah, this has been sitting in my drafts for a while

¡disclaimer! 𝜗𝜚 this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

[dark-lord-of-awesomeness]

You get so many curse asks. Curses just love Stan, he's such a curseable guy. I think it'd be funny if like half of these all happen in the same continuity. Like, Stan gets cursed to be a thing, ends up in Gravity Falls due to Weirdness Magnetism, gets uncursed by Ford, runs to avoid conversation, gets cursed again, rinse and repeat until Ford picks up all the context clues (homeless Stan) and starts expecting him and trying to keep him there. Stop running! Why do you keep getting cursed?? Stan!

I really do. All these curses getting flung around at this poor guy.

You're right, it would be so funny. Sort of like that one ask i saw of @aroace-get-out-of-my-face safety alarm au au, where Ford saves Stan, Stan wakes up before Ford gets back, runs, and then there's a loop of Stan getting in danger, Ford dragging him out of it, and Stan running with Ford trying more and more ways to actually be there when Stan wakes up.

It's been maybe 4 or 5 years since Stan gets kicked out, Stan gets cursed with something, let's start with an animal of some kind. Wanders around, gets drawn to Gravity Falls, bumps into Ford, and a month or two after living as Fords pet manages to finally convey that he's Stan. Gets uncursed, and the embarrassment of being Fords pet is too much. Immediately bolts. Leaving a yelling Ford behind.

Whew! That was. Weird. Weird way to see his brother. Goes to get his car and it's back to the road! Not gonna think about that, gonna ignore it forever.

Lasts a month before he's cursed again, another animal. Wanders around, and what do you know! There's Fords house again! It's awful, but Stan will just get help again, hopeful really quickly, and this'll just be a funny coincidence! They don't have to talk about it.

Another month, Ford uncurses Stan, angry, and Stan is already running. He can't do it! Too weird a way to see his brother again.

Then it happens again. And again. And again. Different animals, different causes. Gets to the point where Stan shows up one day, Ford snatches him off the ground, and Stan almost doesn't have enough time to book it. Fords yelling something behind him but its been like 2 years of this, Stan cannot have this conversation.

Then he gets cursed again, except now he's not an animal. He's an object. Figures his life is finally over, can't get Ford help as an umbrella or whatever. Time to accept his fate as an inanimate object forever.

Is what he thinks before who should stroll into this magic merchant stall and pluck him out of the bin immediately but Ford himself. Spends another month as Fords umbrella, before Ford finally realizes the magic umbrella he has is cursed, uncurses it to find Stan, is shocked enough to mutter out a 'really? This is what we're doing now?'before Stan is gone.

And this continues. It's to the point of ridiculousness. Stan can't stay human for more than two months, and he's been running from the cursed conversation with his bro for so long he might die if Ford manages to pin him long enough to even ask why this keeps happening. Stan doesn't have an answer to that. None of these incidents have been related. Just has to accept the fact he's never going to have a relationship with Ford again and might be stuck becoming everything under the sun forever.

Then one day, Stan's living life as a snowglobe or something, gets picked up by Ford, as he does (its never the same place either, sometimes Ford is really baffled on how he keeps finding his brother at different stalls and stores, magic or not), Ford goes home, giving Stan's snow globe a determined look (never good) takes him inside (not a problem, Stan has the layout memorized and keeps a copy of the keys on him, Stan's not so easily trapped. By Ford.)

Ford takes a deep breath, belts out the Anti curse, let's go, and Stan books it.

Right into another curse. Stan is now Fords house. Very confusing, being a place, and annoying with how Fords laughs at him.

Ford, over the years and from various context clues (always wearing the same clothes despite months separating curse incidents, always eats like he's starving when an animal, Ford seeing Stan's car the few times it's been dropped off, some curses Stan's been hit with, the fact that Stan's been cursed so frequently at all) knows Stan's not doing great, has been trying to talk to Stan about it (and yell about the frequencies of incidents) but has failed to keep Stan pinned. It was easier with the animal thing, but now that Stan's randomly anything Ford never knew when or where he'd see Stan, couldn't keep hold of him, and the thought of keeping Stan under an unknown curse was painful. He had no idea what the effects of each curse could be doing to Stan

So he made his own. Just littered his house with several curses he knew the effects of, put them in places that could be avoided or sidestepped, and prayed Stan's luck would be so terrible he'd curse himself without Ford technically being at fault. For guilt reasons.

Now Stan can't run, Ford knows he's not suffering, and he can force Stan to listen to the rant he's been working on for 6 years without interruption or having to chase him. It's in writing, covers several pages, and Stan can slam the doors and make the house creak ominously, but he can't shut off his ears. He's gonna listen to Ford, and if Ford has to keep him as a house then so be it. If at anypoint Ford uncurses Stan and Stan bolts there are several more curses, and Ford will trap his brother in the mirror world of it means getting him to sit still long enough to have an actual convention.

[no-te-lo-voy-a-dar]

Hob Gadling showed up for one scene and a half and grabbed my emotional, longing enthusiastic neck to slam me against the wall of sobbing

because first, this dude's dreams being a complete mush of all the things he's learned and lived through the centuries feels validating for fans - idk if it was confirmed in the comics, since I never read them and probably won't now - but it's such an endearing thing, meaning he doesn't forget as much as some theorized, because "the human brain isn't made to store so many years of memories", but what if it can, and Hob just loses the easy access. This also means this man probably still dreams of Robbie and Eleanor, which is devastating on its own.

then we go to the funny fact the computer he was thinking about is such a specific model? green letters display, not too big yet still in a whole desk, with the ones printing what you type/program. Point Is: he learned that. of course the guy who was delighted to be part of the printing industry when it happened would be excited to learn how the new machines would print what you wrote, faster than ever too!

and he was showing off. the lady queen was the same one he was excited to have back when he was Sir Gadling, right? he still craves validation, probably born out of the years counting for the meetings with The Stranger and collecting events and memories. Dream kind of trained/nurtured that behavior on Hob by simply telling him he would be back and to tell him about what he lived. considering Hob seemed to have a nice group of fellas in his original lifetime, maybe he was already a bit like that, but it definitely cemented thanks to Dream, me thinks

and the insanity of Dreams ACTUALLY remembering to go to him to say hi and let Hob know they may not see each other on their next meeting? he truly is treating Hob better than he has to most women in his life now lmao oTL actual communication

ALSO - for me Hob being so fast to realize that His Friend being there, plus the funky other things coexisting, meant he was dreaming, confirms that Dream told Hob was/who he was during the New Inn meeting. to me it's a sign they talked a decent amount. AND im headcanoning that Dream has showed up on other occasions on Hob's dreams, for Hob to get so good and fast at lucid dreaming. which. *clutches heart*

Dream looked READY to pounce. he seemed pleased at Hob being able to navigate dreams easily after being given a pointer, he seemed ready to devour him. i felt like I was intruding watching how he was observing Hob, heavy eyed and in some sort of trance. my gods was it hot ngl

and Hob just happy to see Dream, but then being worried-sad-devastated at hearing Dream would miss their next meeting, clearly wanting to ask more yet not being completely sure where he stands, not knowing that Dream going to him, seeking him to let him know is more than he does for many beings, and the moment he tries to then extend That Moment they were having, and hoping to cheer up his friend

Hob's toast is always an omnious revelation of sort, but it felt like his understanding of Dream's character mixed with his worry and love for his friend and his need to give hope to a loved one

the yellow lightning the room was gentle, soft, intimate and like a warm hug, the light being a sort of light at the end of the tunnel you hope is there, steady place waiting for you. which was a contrast to the darkness around it, shadows that can be comfy and add to that bubble of existence, but can be scary and haunting when not used to them, when they're the unknown.

but Dream isn't that to Hob. and the immortal human is a nice hope for better things for the anthropomorphism manifestation of a concept

gods they make me sick

post posting edit: HOW DID I FORGET THE INSANITY OF HOB TWITCHING IN HIS SLEEPING BODY WHEN DREAM HIM IS TRYING TO REACH FOR MORPHEUS AGAIN, TO TRY AND KEEP HIM MORE, TO KEEP HIM FROM WHATEVER HE KNOWS HE'S ABOUT TO FACE

he ALMOST called out to him, which would have been SO interesting with his girlfriend asleep besides him, and the wine bottle showing up besides his desk afterwards

the mumbling and trying to reach for something while asleep is just so devastating

AND THEN HOB BEING THE LITTLE SPOON?!? BWAAAAAH TT^TT

[honeipie]

chapter 1 ⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

saturday 8:32pm

the warm yellow glow of the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling covered everyone on the floor. katsuki couldn't even remember the last ten conversations he's had. it was all mindless nodding and "yeahs" at every single corner of this dumbass hero gala. truthfully, the only reason he was here was because he snaked himself out of the last one his team had set up. a humorous puff of air left his nostrils at the thought causing the person he was supposedly having a conversation with to stop. finally.

"i'm sorry dynamite. did you say something?"

katsuki only shook his head lifting up his second cup of whiskey "nope" they rubbed their hands together with a slow nod.

"dynamite! funny seeing you here!" eijiro came up from behind him with a harsh slap to his back then resting that arm around his shoulder. he gave the other person his signature toothy grin while pointing towards katsuki "you mind if i steal the grump for a bit? there's something i forgot to let him know. boring hero stuff you wouldn't be very interested" with a strained smile they nodded taking a step back.

"of course i don't mind. dynamite just come find me later so we can continue our conversation" katsuki raised his eyebrows slightly giving the tiniest nod. he waited until they had walked at least a foot away before shrugging off eijiro's arm. "you're lucky you saved my ass from that boring conversation or else i would've threw you across the room"

"awe c'mon! i know all those empty threats are just covering all the love in your heart for me" eijiro blew him a kiss which resulted in an immediate roll of his eyes.

"whatever. where's pinky? usually attached to your damned hip"

the two had been inseparable since their wedding. which was four fucking years ago. katsuki didn't understand how you could be married to someone for almost five years and still not have the honeymoon phase seem to wear off yet. he would've needed a vacation for himself after the damn honeymoon. seeing the two constantly up each other's asses made him feel an odd twisting in his stomach. when he couldn't take it any longer, he would ask how?

"i don't know how to explain it man. when you meet someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with it just doesn't seem like a chore. you wanna be around them most of the time. i think it's different for us cause we like being under each other's skin. love looks differently for everyone. you'll find your groove when you get married"

it was such a simple explanation, yet katsuki still couldn't grasp the concept. the whole thing eventually pissed him off and he stopped asking. 

"she's coming in with the rest of the girls. i tried to come with her but she said that she wanted to go with them. something about getting ramen? she's been real into the spicy stuff lately"

"she knows that they're serving hundred-dollar steaks here, right?"

eijiro shrugged checking his phone "that's what pregnancy cravings'll do to ya" 

"speaking of that little brat. have you guys chosen a name for it yet? pinky was yappin' my ear off last week about it"

"you talkin' shit?" 

katsuki rolled his eyes knowing that voice anywhere. he tilted his head back throwing down the rest of his drink "not shit if it's the damned truth-" he turned to face mina and he has never regretted anything more. 

there you stood. behind her, a little to the left quietly holding onto your bag. your eyes trained anywhere but in his direction. almost like you were actively trying to avoid his gaze, which you were. mina's eyebrow raised as she took her place next to eijiro, a single hand on her round stomach "from your stupid face i can tell that you recognize her, but i'll do an introduction anyway. this is y/n l/n, my personal assistant, and absolute best friend" 

with no other choice you shift your head facing him putting on the best faux smile of your damn life "it's nice to see you again dynamite"

"just call me bakugo. that's what you used to call me isn't it?"

"right" 

well this was fucking awkward. 

".. well i'm hungry. babe, will you come to the snack table with me?" 

both you and kastuki whipped your head towards eijiro in a silent plea. though he didn't get any more aware of his social surroundings since high school. "course babe. we'll be back!" he gave katsuki one more pat on his shoulder before heading off to the far end of the room. 

a sigh shakes through your body as you used one hand to rub your arm. it wasn't like you resented the blond. it was just strange to be face to face after all this time. not to mention how you left things before. old feelings weighing down on the line of tension like clothes straight out of the wash. 

"how.. have you been?" his voice sounding a tone deeper than it did seven years ago. damn, has it really been that long?

you nodded your head halfheartedly "it's been fine. just finishing up all the work i have to do before mina goes on maternity leave for a while" 

katsuki threw back the small nod like it was a dumb game of catch. his neck was going to hurt after tonight. "i guess you're next huh? eijiro showed me that you got married couple days after they did. i never really got to say congratulations to the happy couple"

for the first time since you walked up to him, he saw the smallest smile spread across your lips. "yeah, well that's kind of crashed and burned. we got divorced two years ago" you tried to be quick, but of course katsuki was faster. he noticed the way you tried to hide your now bare fingers in the pockets of your dress. 

"damn, sorry to hear that"

"don't be. we wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for the best"

another pause filled in with the other conversations dancing around the silence. 

"i'm sorry i'm acting so weird. it's not like i have anything against you. i mean that was our last year of high school and we all needed to focus on our futures, especially you. i mean number five hero for three years straight out of UA? you're amazing" 

the sudden praise had katsuki's throat burning, but he blamed it on the alcohol settling into his system. "thanks" you gave him another smile, slightly less fake than the last one. 

"i should leave though. i don't think mina is coming back and it seems like people are just stalling with others waiting for me to leave. it was nice seeing you dy- bakugo" you turned, leaving him feeling open, exposed. the conversation wasn't much, but still enough. 

saturday 10:58pm

"don't act like you weren't being a total stud earlier! getting back with your old girl i see. good for you man!" denki went to give katsuki a sharp smack on the back, but his hero instincts kicked in faster. he stepped to the side letting the gravity from the swing take a halfway drunk denki halfway to the floor. lucky for him, sero was there to grab onto his shirt before he completely ate shit. 

"they were never together remember? a certain someone wasn't ready for a relationship back then" sero was smart enough to back up a few paces because of his snarky remark. katsuki didn't budge though. he continued to look into the bottom of the beer bottle that they gotten out of kirishima's trunk. 

"stop teasing him guys. he had a reason to decline her. that stuff is all in the past now. she doesn't even talk about him anymore, does she babe?" kirishima turned to mina who was taking small sips of her peach tea. 

"y/n? well she doesn't avoid the topic, but she's not esthetic when he comes up either. she keeps telling me that she wants to leave everything in the past and that it was just some stupid high school hormonal crush" 

katsuki tsked, rolling his eyes at the continued (and at this point drawn out) talk about his love life "can we stop talking about me? shits annoying. we're both adults and we're over it"

denki and sero side eyed each other but didn't let it last for too long. 

"okay fine. on another note, i'm about to pop this baby out like a chicken on her period-"

"bro you're so fucking weird"

"why did you have to say it like that?"

mina groaned loudly blocking them out until they stopped "can i finish talking now? thank you. like i said i'm about to give birth and take a long break from hero work. i'm thinking maybe a year off just so i can really spend time with the baby" her eyes lifted up to katsuki for a split second before going back to the rest of them "that also means i'm going to have to let some people from my team go since i won't need them to do anything. i feel so bad for just letting them go like this, but i don't know what else to do"

"well who do you need to let go. maybe some of us can take them off of your hands for a year" eijiro suggested making the other two male's nod. 

"well i have to get rid of my social media girl, kaori. then i also have maiya, she does most of my hero reports. and then there's y/n"

sero went to grab denki's hand to stop him from taking yet another bottle of beer from eijiro's cooler "i can take maiya. i am so sick of doing those reports by myself"

eijiro nodded in agreement "kaori can come join my social media team! it'll be good because she already knows me so it should be an easy transition"

after that there was an awkward pause. 

“oh come on! nobody needs a new assistant?” mina looked around but almost all of the guys shook their heads.

“sorry! my guy is like my best friend. he comes to the bar with me every so often”

“yeah sorry babe. kiki is the only person who can find those rare protein powders that i like”

“me either. the girl i have is really, really good at— at keeping my stocks in check” sero nodded quickly making mina roll her eyes.

“okay fine. guess i’ll text the class group-chat and see if anyone can take her off my hands”

eijiro looked over at katsuki giving him a chance to speak up, but all he did was bore a deeper hole into the bottle with his gaze. with a huff he finally spoke up. “cmon bakugo! don’t you have an opening for an assistant anyway? you fired your last one remember?”

katsuki gave a soft shrug “i mean yeah but i think we found someone to fill the spot already. wouldn’t want to shoot them down this damn late” it was a lie. it was all a lie and katsuki don’t even know why he said it. because if there was one thing his friend was good at, it was seeing through his bullshit.

“well let me make this easier for you. y/n knows how to deal with you and how you handle things. she’s not one to back down easy and you know that” eijiro took the bottle from katsuki’s hand forcing him to look up “you said you were being adults about the situation so be an adult. i mean what you’re just going to leave the woman jobless because of something that happened in high school? cmon man don’t be like that”

katsuki held up both hands in surrender “fine. she can work with me. are all of you happy? mina you can send her over to my office tomorrow afternoon for an interview”

denki’s face scrunched up in confusion “interview? i thought you said she got the job”

for the first time in hours katsuki’s lips curled into an amused smirk “she doesn’t know that”

[chongoblog]

REMIX 30 ANALYSIS

So I put out a new mashup recently. It's a mashup of Remix 10 from Rhythm Heaven Fever, which I think is one of if not my favorite video game song ever made. I use a mashup of it (Remix 200 Super Deluxe Ultra Special Plus) as my stream intro. But I made that almost 5 years ago! So I figured it was time for an update (among Other Reasons). I've been using Remix 30 as my new stream intro by manually syncing an audio player with the video until I make an actual video for it.

Naturally, a lot of thought went into this mashup, and someone asked for an analysis of it. I was absolutely going to do that anyway.

[Obligatory "death of the author reigns supreme, and if you find your own meaning in this then fuck yeah"]

Also this is gonna be looooooooooooooong so here's a cut for convenience

For those that don't know, Remix 10 is a medley of every minigame in Rhythm Heaven Fever. As such, I'll be breaking this down by section. But first some overall notes

So this is the fifth time I have made a mashup of Remix 10. In order, they are "Remix 10, Baby" (released with Rhythm Purgatory, and was at the end of my first real mashup album), "Remix 20" (released with Rhythm Valhalla, meant replace every song from R10B), "Remix 200 SDUSP" (mentioned above, released as my stream intro. Made to be a combination of 10 and 20, taking the best from both), "201" (made for fun since I found a fun instrumental cover of Remix 10. It's 200 with very slight differences), and, of course, Remix 30. All 4 before this have some kind of DNA in Remix 30.

A lot of this analysis will be discussing the changes made from 200 to 30, but also where the DNA for these other versions still remain.

Opening: I've used The Distance as the opener since Remix 20, and I doubt I'll ever stop. I moved over to the live version in 201 and shortened it up in 30. I like the live version because I think it really reflects the general nature of how I work. Very improvised and off-the cuff. Rough around the edges (like how the bass starts a little out of time), but that's okay.

Packing Pests: The lead in with "Can you feel the rush now?" hits so fucking hard. I also replaced "Power" with "Everyone's a Guru Now" in one part because Funny New Jenny Song and another part because fuck you Kanye. Also this is the beginning of me putting songs from "Remix 10, Baby" in the background (with September). My way of showing how I'm standing tall thanks to what came before.

Shrimp Shuffle: I love Fist Bump in this. It's such a dumb joke on the "TOGETHER" sound byte. Till then I've really been trying to find something perfect for the first half. Ruler of Everything seems to do well. It's in swing, the shrimp both walk AND talk. Plus I can put another vocal sample from it as background for the second half.

Board Meeting: Completely unchanged since 20, and really the only minigame in this to hold such an honor. This segment has always been one of my favorite parts of the mashup, but in an understated way. It's not one that I'll sing the praises of, but damn it always hits so wonderfully.

Micro Row: This one really built over the years. All The Small Things from 10, Blitzkrieg Bop from 200, and Stupid Horse from a random tumblr mashup I made one morning. I included it because I Really Like Stupid Horse, Man!!!!

Double Date: Still Alive from 20, and Deadlock from all the way back in Rhythm Purgatory. I wouldn't have been able to truly call this mine without Deadlock. And I even added to it for this one, including the mandolin section that plays at the bridge (which I always loved but never showed that love to)

Donk-Donk: Donk-Donk. Why are you like this? There are only so many 3/4 songs, so I had to go with my default. Half-Caff and Everybody Wants To Rule The World. Although now that I'm typing this out, I thought of something else I might add for the video version.

Fork Lifter: I have no reason to mess with perfection save for the additions made in 200. I specifically remember having the idea for this one while I was leaving my friend's house and heading over to a Starbucks to job hunt on Indeed. But first I had to get Hollaback Girl onto Fork Lifter pronto.

Air Rally: Another one where I added one I put on Tumblr that I think has become my favorite of my Air Rally mashups. Very similar to Micro-Row where it has stuff collected from previous Remix 10 mashups, all the way back to Purgatory!

Cheer Readers: This one's always been an enigma to me. I feel like every time I come back to it for the Remix 10 mashup, I find a completely different song that I want to include, and it never feels QUITE right. This time around it was Makes Me Wonder, which is a song I've loved for a long long time. I felt it was appropriate to replace Smells Like Teen Spirit (a song I like, don't get me wrong, to me it's just a song that you have to respect because it's Smells Like Teen Spirit). It ended up being really fun, since I had to fill out the censored curse word, so I put in "Fuck" from Bonfire (technically a callback!) and just rolled with that. It ended up making what almost sounds like a record spin-type effect that I really dig.

Figure Fighter: So my boyfriend requested I put Tom's Diner in a mashup, which is something I had only really done in one of the Polka medleys. I thought it work great here, since it followed a similar musical arc as the Figure Fighter melody. Fear and Delight is there for a similar reason (although it could be considered a CPUK reference if we wanna get silly with it, which we always do)

Samurai Slice: So, in my mashup albums, one thing I like to do is center one mashup as the "Jojo Containment Zone", and put all the Jojo references in that one concentrated Jojo mashup (even if jojo references slip outside of that one sometimes). Examples of this include "Chasin' Cheddar", the Dark Pit mashup in Smashup, and, importantly for this, any of the Samurai Slice mashups. The original version had Stand Proud and Bloody Stream. I kept Bloody Stream because Bloody Stream is amazing. I replaced Stand Proud with Heaven's Falling Down because Part 6 and lmao girl, and I also included the fanmade opening for Steel Ball Run "Holy Steel". As much as I love reflecting on the past and celebrating it, we move forward. Also, Steel Ball Run means a lot to Sen and I, so that's also for him <3

Flock Step: I always considered Caramelldansen to be sort of a musical cousin to Renai Circulation. Very cutesy, upbeat and in a language I don't understand. I also mashed both of them up with Death Grips because it made for a very fun. Speaking of which, I figured Caramelldansen was here, might as well just make it a Back 3 Back reference! I included the Haunted House of Rock sample first by itself (with the pitch shift) and then a second time mixed the way Naganuma does it in Back 2 Back.

Built To Scale: Speaking of referencing my old mashups. This is literally just Mad Rat Purgatory! I figure that this year I've been really celebrating myself (maybe it's part of coming out), but I felt like my stream intro is as good of a place as any to celebrate that stuff. Incredibly fitting/ironic/whatever word fits this best that the Built to Scale section was always my favorite part of Remix 10.

Screwbot Factory: It didn't need changing since 200. A lot of people really liked the original mashup from Purgatory, which surprised me. It was super low effort, but I guess that's just how it be.

Bossa Nova: This one is a reference to Joy's stream when she played Rhythm Heaven Fever for the first time. She kept on referencing the Nirvana The Band The Show bit every time she saw Bossa Nova. So this one's for you, Joy!

Hole in One: Funny enough I think this one downgraded. I might add more to this one before the video version comes out, so stay tuned.

See-saw: Idk why I included Chu Chu Lovely. I think I always wanted to include it in a mashup somewhere, and something (maybe god idk) told me to put it right here.

Monkey Watch: Man, I love Monkey Watch. It honestly feels like it would be sacrilege to not put Mr Brightside there, since it was The Original Monkey Watch Mashup. The snippet of Revenge was added because it fits with the "Man, I Love Monkey Watch" joke (which I do btw). The only big new change in this one from 200 was the addition of My Rarity, and yes I edited it so that it says "Rarity" instead of "Clarity"

Catch of the Day: I included Transcendental Cha Cha Cha because I genuinely think finding that song helped to get me back into my mashup-making rhythm. I also included One Week, which I originally included because of the "summon fish to the dish" line. I skipped around in the dialogue for the second half, using the line about seeing the Show and how it might cause vertigo (fitting for my YT channel, I think)

Exhibition Match: The most important additions to this were the Mambo No. 5 (included in a previous RH mashup as a counting to 5 joke) and a stealthy addition of "Jai Ho!". I've included a lot of homages to my friends throughout the years. This one in particular is for my friends from high school. While I was in marching band, they were in colorguard, and that was the song they used for warmup. Our friendship has been kinda on again off again in that there are a lot of times where we don't hang out as much as either of us would like, but we still love each other.

Launch Party: Not much of a change for this one from the previous iteration, with the exception of adding more vocals from Brendon Urie. I just really like that line and how it melodically ends the phrase. "The fear, the fear of falling apart"

Love Rap: Another one with pretty much nothing changed from the last iteration. The "oop there goes gravity" bit is an oooooolllllld one from all the way back from early in my friendship with Penny. I know distinctly we joked about "oop there goes gravity" looping when I played through Undertale's genocide route with her, which must have been, like, 8 or 9 years ago?? The addition of Del from Rock the House wasn't until 200, but I think it works perfectly and actually acts as a wonderful example of my general philosophy on making mashups as a whole, but that's another post that you can remind me to make.

Tambourine: This was originally a random song I'd never heard of back in the days of Rhythm Purgatory. Thank God I realized "Hey, The Middle would go amazingly here!" I also added "Here It Goes Again" as a reference to wah.wav. This was also present in 201.

Tap Troupe: I didn't even realize this until later, but this is accidentally a Palette Cleanser reference with Break Free and Shelter playing at the same time. Shelter was included for Sen, since I associate that song (and Porter as a whole) with him. I also kept a bit of Carly Rae in there, since almost every iteration of this segment has had Carly Rae Jepsen.

Flipper Flop: Whoa! A reference to a track from More Than You Can Chew of all things! The track itself "Infinite Flipper Rolls" is meant to be a reference to Remix 20/200 with its inclusion of Toxic on top of the pre-existing I'm Gonna Be while also adding Scatman's World. This simply takes it full circle (similar to 201) by having all three play.

Karate Man: This is an interesting one, since I've swapped out "Sugar, We're Going Down" with "Burnin Up" by the Jonas Brothers. The reason I did that was because I used Burnin' Up in a mashup that I haven't published yet, but I REALLY loved using it in that, so I figured I'd slot it in here.

Tutorial Stage (I don't remember its actual name): This is an interesting evolution that I think is worth tracking. In Remix 10 Baby, it was a snippet of All Star. All Star was to me back then what Monkey Watch kind of is now in way. Like, to the point where I put out an album composed exclusively of All Star mashups. Twice. A song loved to a near memetic extent, but in the album of Remix Purgatory (where R10B is), it hadn't been used once. So this quick segment was used to tease the beginning of All Star. Fast forward to Remix 20, which was at the end of Rhythm Valhalla, and this segment held a similar function. To tease at a running joke. In that example, it was the beginning of Monkey Watch. Once I made 200, I decided to actually make it About Something. That being my Smash main, Iggy, which is a large part of my online identity. I referenced it with Iggy Azalea spelling her name in "Fancy" (which, fun fact, a joke about that song is the reason I chose to play as Iggy when I first picked up the character), followed by Iggy's laugh, which I use as my follow alert sound! With 30, I figured I would lean into Iggy a bit more, having the musical choice instead reference the Friday part of Iggy, since Iggy Friday has become a similarly large part of my identity. I still included the Smash Announcer in case anyone didn't get the hint from the laugh.

Ringside: This one is incomplete. I took out MEGALOVANIA in this version because I couldn't get it to line up just right for whatever reason. I need to put it back in because pose for the sans is important to me almost on the same level as Scratch-o! I DID add Break Stuff, mostly as a kind of shoutout to OotM, although it's a pretty incomplete one. It doesn't even have London Bridge.

Working Toe-ugh: I looked around, and I think the bit of putting Toes in every line of Tik Tok started in Rhythm Nirvana. I know I made a post with a simple toe edit a long time ago, but I cant find it. Now in (almost) every mashup that uses Tik Tok, I hide a "toes" somewhere. This one is a lot more apparent (and even has people repeating it back in chat). The addition to this one is the legendary Breaking Bad Season 3-5 Remix because the melody of Working Dough reminded me of the opening melody of the remix (and the "instrumentation" even sounds kinda similar)

Night Walk: "Dreams Of Our Generation" is a pretty important song within the Rhythm Heaven catalogue. It's one of the four non-remix songs with vocals, and it's the credits song for Fever. I think it deserves respect. So I consider it an anchor of sorts. In 10B, it was All Star, which was sort of my song. It was also the only song unchanged from 10B to 20. In 200, I added the whistle in the background to back it up along with Tank's 3, 2, 1, let's jam! 30 is the first time I really changed that. I replaced the chorus of All Star with Shut Up And Dance, alongside 867-5309. Two songs that I've very heavily associated with this coming out and this transformation. However, I did leave the All Star Whistle, because even with all of these huge changes, the core of me is still there. Maybe that core was Jenny all along.

Anyway, this was long as hell. I obviously had a lot to think about, and for a lot of different reasons. Like I said, Remix 10 means a whole lot to me, and I think following the evolution of this mashup has worked well as a look back on myself. I doubt this will be my last Remix 10 mashup, since I'm always growing and changing, but at the end of the day, I love Remix 10, I love music, and I love myself.

And to change is to love.

[tilskkarishma]

WARNING!

Actually, I didn't want to say anything about this, and to be honest, it annoys me myself, because I hate beef and arguments. I also thought: "Okay, got the money back, so that's the end of it."

But after this person made fun of me and blocked me, I now feel it's necessary to warn others so nobody else has to go through the same experience.

I paid for a commission (almost 70 euros, which is a lot of money).

After that: months of silence. No updates, no sketches, no progress on Trello, even though they claimed to have updated it. But I kept checking and for half a year absolutely nothing changed. It always said I paid, and now and then some other people were added, marked as “awaiting payment.” That's it.

Instead, they posted about being busy with mobile games and kept begging for money in public...

So I dared to ask what's going on and was ignored (person deleted it but I have a screenshot). When I finally got a bit pissed, I sent a DM and asked again what's going on, and said that this takes way too long and if it is not possible to finish it until the end of the month, I want my money back. Because I said that, I was accused of “not respecting their work,” which is pure bullshit. If I didn't respect them, why would I have commissioned them in the first place? And seriously, what work? The one they never did?

That's not only unprofessional but downright disrespectful to paying customers. And yes, I am a customer. We didn't know each other and we weren't friends. And even if we had been friends, I would still be pissed, because it's just not okay to stay silent for half a year without even a simple “sorry, I forgot.” Everyone can forget something, but then be honest!

If you take money for a service, you carry responsibility. Period. But instead of taking responsibility and addressing the issue professionally, this person chose to share a sob story... perhaps assuming that sympathy would make me overlook the fact that this was a paid commission and not a personal favour.

Since I've often seen this tactic with private sellers, I react very strongly to it. People make up all sorts of excuses , like “I couldn't ship it, because my mother died,” instead of just admitting they were too lazy or disorganized to get things done. Sadly, this seems to be common practice and it's incredibly frustrating. I know I'm not the only one who's experienced this kind of behaviour, and I find it disturbing that people would rather spin tragic tales than take responsibility.

And if their story was true, I wonder why they didn't say anything back when it supposedly happened. Especially considering their posts are usually cheerful, funny or horny... nothing ever suggested something was wrong! When something happens in my life, I always say so in a post, even though I don't earn any money with what I do (like my AMVs). I just think people deserve honesty.

And yes, it makes me even more angry, because I am someone who's really been marked by fate all my life and who still gives everything every day despite pain, despite a full-time job, and who has never taken money for creative work (though I'm slowly considering it if people like this can suck money like parasites and not even deliver). So no, I'm not interested in hearing sad stories (especially when there's time for mobile games and other stuff…).

I just think, this person should do this as a hobby, instead of taking money. And I know this isn't normal behaviour for paid artists, because I've (thankfully!) never experienced anything like this before with any paid artist. Even someone I commissioned at Christmas time (which would've been an understandable time to delay) finished it in under a month. She even showed me sketches beforehand and communicated clearly, that she is stressed. She didn't just lead me to a website that never updated for a half year. She even charged less and it looked amazing! That's how it should be.

And if you are really mentally or physically unwell: say it openly! Close commissions finally! Communicate! But don't use it as an excuse to leave paying clients in the dark while publicly begging for more money! And don't make fun of people who – after half a year – finally want to know what's going on!

And to make this clear: I don't want to cancel or witch-hunt anyone. But I also don't want others to experience the same disappointment. That's why I'm posting this. I was fooled by a nice-looking online presence (and because this person seems to get enough love, so I thought they will do their work) and now want to warn others so they don't fall for the same.

So: Person is shrimpkini which offers commissions but doesn't care about actually finishing them. And if you ask about it, you'll get mocked and blocked.

Still: don't go to them and insult them or anything like that! No need to lower yourself to that level! This is just a warning so you don't commission something that will never be finished, because sadly, they have other priorities in life…

With that said: I want to leave it at that. Everything that needed to be said has been said, and I don't want to keep dwelling on it. I've already been upset enough and I don't want to let people like this keep ruining my peace. As I said, I would've preferred not to make this post at all, but if I stayed silent, I'd feel partly responsible if someone else ends up like me in that case.

p.s.: this was hard to write neutral (english is weird xD) and only write in the plural because I know this person does not want to be called she/her and I don't want to be disrespectful. (In German you use for "a person" she/her which makes it even more confusing for me *.*)

p.p.s.: I will save the money for a sotoba I want to buy for Mori's grave I want to visit again in two years, but if someone I trust (maybe you @ochitsubaki ^^) would do this (under 6 months...) I would pay this person. ;)

[adoremattsturns]

How did nerd!matt and brat!reader meet?

matt thought it was strange to see a new girl like you randomly appear on campus in the middle of the semester.

he saw you first when you you were walking with one of your friends. he thought you were very pretty but he also knew you were out of his league.

as it so happened to be, you needed a french tutor since it was one of your minor classes for the year. matt didn’t know french but he could learn it, easy.

the library was quiet and you had no idea where matt was sitting. the sound of small chatter, turning pages, and clicking keys filling your mind when trying to find him.

after looking around you finally found him sitting in a secluded area of the library, writing in his notebook while reading a textbook at the same time. he was an actual nerd and it really showed.

“hi uhm, can we make this quick please? i have to get ready for stuff and what not.” you said not wanting to waste any time.

“oh yeah- uhm okay. we can start with pronunciation… if you’d like?” he stumbled, fiddling with the sleeves of his navy long sleeve.

he began teaching you simple words like hello, yes, no, etc. you were growing very bored since you never paid attention in high school. you only got into college because your parents paid good money and knew people.

you began to stare at matt, you found him cute in a funny way. the way his glasses would slide off his nose when he looked down, or when he clicked his mechanical pencil while speaking to you.

the next few days you both had study sessions in the library. he became more and more open with you each day, his shyness subsiding.

“so uh… whatcha doin’ later today?” he awkwardly asked “nothing really, tuesdays are my free days” “oh. cool.” you knew matt was itching to ask something, which made you chuckle.

“would you maybe want to… come with me to a party this friday?” she chuckled “you askin’ me out?” matts cheeks burned a shade of pink.

"yes matt, i would like to come with you to that party on friday."

friday finally arrived as matt was waiting outside your door, rocking subconsciously on the heels of his shoe. he expected you to open the door, not your father. “who are you?” your father asked matt.

“uhm- hello sir im-” he was cut off, “matt!” you shouted from the top of the stairs, only to see your father giving you a displeased look. “matt. short for anything?” your father asked.

“m-mathew, sir..” he said lowly, avoiding eye contact. “mathew what?” your father asked, you budded in, “dad stop-” “no no. if hes so good you want to go out with him i must get to know him right?” matt blushed.

“sturniolo.” he said a little louder. “dad thats the family that lives a block away, y’know his father too!” you said, trying to remind your father of jimmy, matts dad.

after what felt like forever you were finally able to leave. you never understood why you still had to ask for permission to leave even if you were an adult. m

at the party you drank, matt wasn’t interested in that stuff. you both danced and laughed, matt opening up more about himself and his own life. you drunkenly babbled about yourself and your family, matt could tell you enjoyed complaining.

you and matt had the best night together, walking towards his car as you held onto him so you wouldn’t fall. you kissed his cheek, “thank you for taking me out tonight matt. you’re the best!” you smiled. “i uhh- y-yeah no problem! anything foe you y’know?”

the cheek kiss was the *last* thing he expected from you but he so desperately craved more. did you really like him or were you just drunk?

authors note: hiii! im sososo sorry for being inactive lately but im trying to find the motivation to write again! this has been in my drafts since JANUARY and i just didn’t have time to finish. anyways i hope you like it more coming from me soon!! 🫶🏼

taglist!: @lezleeferguson-120 @sheluvsthesturniolos @courta13

[soobinologisttt]

forbidden ties pt. 2 - kang taehyun

pairing ☆ taehyun x f. reader

warnings ☆ dom!taehyun, !exstepbrother, !hickeys, !pet names, !degrading, !use of words like slut, !doggy, !reader has multiple orgasms, !no protection (bad), !reader's mom is a bitch, !idk if i'm missing something

word count ☆ 7k

a/n: it's been a year since i posted forbidden ties. I was struggling to write pt. 2 at first but it's here!! (this was the dirtiest thing i have EVER written.... and i got carried away. i hope you enjoy!)

forbidden ties - part 1

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"y/n?" you mom nearly screams from the front door.

you shoot up and cover yourself with your shirt even though you are hidden by a wall. you're more than lucky that it's there blocking her from the lewd scene.

"y/n.." she calls again when you don't answer, "why the fuck are your underwear on the kitchen floor?" she asks again.

with your eyes widen, you take a moment to think about your response.

you can't just say, 'oh hey mom, i was just sleeping with my stepbrother.'

your heart is being so fast, so much as it feels like it might jump out of your chest and go running.

feeling as if you just ran a marathon, you take a breath before you speak up.

"umm" you stall.

"y/n." she calls your name with so much anger in her voice, she doesn't even sound like your mother.

"i was going to leave you here because i trust you but obviously that was a mistake. you are so ungrateful and ...." you tune her out to help taehyun get out if here.

maybe if they see that he wasn't here, they would go easier on you. maybe even label it as a mistake that you'll never make again.

you look towards taehyuns direction, giving him a light nod to get his attention. once he is looking at you, you use your eyes to tell him to tell him to put on his clothes and grab his stuff.

when he notices, he hurries, sliding on his boxers, then his pants, and his shirt on backwards. the rush has him disoriented and frantic.

he doesn't notice the backwards shirt, but you do. you let out an accidental giggle, slapping your hand over your mouth in a quick motion. you close your eyes and pray to whoever is up there that your mom didn't hear it.

once taehyun finishes getting together, you nod your head to the back door. telepathically telling him to leave.

he gives you his doe eyes, basically asking if you're going to be okay. you nod to him and give him a small smile. trying to reassure the boy.

as this is going on, your mom is still going strong, "is this funny to you?" she spits.

you heard you, your heart sinks. her pissed meter is at an all time high, something you've never witnessed. the tone of her voice makes her sound like a totally different person.

as taehyun scurries to the back door, you mom continues her rampage. you quickly slide over your shirt, making sure it's the right way, and pull on your skirt.

you turn as taehyun opens the door quietly, his eyes full of worry as he looks back at you. the sight has your heartbreaking. not knowing if this will be the last time you see him. not knowing what will happen.

you watch with sad eyes as the door closes quietly. tears starting to welll up in your eyes. the only boy you ever wanted, gone in the flash of your eyes.

you mom is pulling you out of your thoughts when she speaks, "you know what y/n?" she huffs out, "i don't even wanna know. i need you upstairs in 10 minutes. pick them off the floor."

as her footsteps fade, you breathe out. tears falling and your heartbreaking. you wipe your tears and move to go pick up your underwear.

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you took a 5 minute shower after you went upstairs, scrubbing (much to your dismay) taehyun's smell and touch off of you.

after the shower, you make your way to your mom's room. standing outside as you listen to her giggles. you can't help but feel guilty. your mom went through hell with your dad. she's finally happy.

you take this time to spiral. what if she didn't meet taehyun's dad? would she still be miserable? would you have met taehyun one day?

you frown at the thoughts, pushing them out of your head. you take a breath and find the courage to finally knock on the dark wood door in front of you.

you're fate lays behind this door. although it might be a little dramatic, it's true.

you listen as the laughter dies down and hear a voice speak up, "come in." your mom sounds cold.

you walk in and not knowing where to stand, you stand straight up against the door.

you start to spiral again before she talks, what is she going to do? what will she say? does she know? what will happen if she knows?

you knew better to think that you and taehyun could ever be together. your rational mind told you that. but, that didn't stop your heart. believing that day you could be with taehyun. to have your happy ending with him.

your mom sighs, "what am i going to do with you?"

your stay silent, knowing that there is nothing you can say to make the situation better.

"y/n..." her voice comes out as soft, "what were you thinking?" it stays soft.

you don't even know what to say, "uhh-" you stutter out.

"i don't even wanna hear your voice," she says coldly, colder than she's even been, "i get this move was rough, but this is too far."

you attempt to defend yourself, finally formulating words, "mom, this was a one time thing. a mistake. i promise nothing like this will even happen again."

you kneel, pleading with the woman.

"y/n, stand up." she commands.

you listen to her and stand up quickly, so quickly that you almost fall back down.

"do you think i was born yesterday?"

"no." you out your head down.

"i know."

you pull your head up and stare at here. trying to seem that you don't know what's she talking about, trying to play innocent. you swear you've kept it quiet and hidden well.

fuck, fuck, fuck

"what do you mean you know? what are you talking about?" you ask, trying your hardest to act confused.

"cut the act. you know what i'm fucking talking about." she raises her voice again.

"i dont know what your talking about mom." you say in a small voice.

"don't play fucking dumb with me y/n." she stands up and walks towards you with her finger pointed at you.

"i am talking about taehyun. i know you are sneaking around." she huffs.

all the air leaves your lungs, making you lightheaded. so much so, you feel like you're on the verge of passing out.

"what mom? i would never do that. you have to believe me." you lie.

"you're too close with him, suspiciously close."

"i thought you wanted that mom," you sigh, "you said you wanted to get along."

"be honest y/n, do you like him more than a brother?" she says softly.

"no, it's not like that. i've never seen him in that light."

"do not lie to me y/n!"

"i'm not lying mom. please believe me. please." the tears stay to flow.

she backs up to the edge of the bed, falling onto it.

"i can't have you doing this right now y/n," she's still cold as she has been.

"i am pregnant."

your heart drops. no way, the tears start to flow harder. all your dreams crashing down around you. you and taehyun can never be together now.

"congratulations mom!" you try to perk up through your tears.

"i'm sorry y/n. but you have to leave." with no emotions. not even a single tear. not for you, not for the thought of her losing her only girl.

"what? what? mom, i promise im not lying. please mom." you start to bawl.

"this is stressing me out. it's not good for the baby." she puts her hand on her stomach.

"mom? i promise, i promise. please, don't make me leave." you start to approach her.

"don't come any closer y/n." she speaks and you let the flood gates open.

"you're 18, which means you can leave, you can go with your dad or whatever but i want you out." she pauses, "tomorrow. if you're not gone by tomorrow, i will call the cops."

wow. against her only child, she speaks coldly like you are nothing but a nuisance to her.

"mom please," you beg her to let you stay.

"nothing is going to change my mind." your mom says cold heartedly as she looks at the ground.

you're speechless. not knowing what to say, you just drop your head.

you just nod and turn around.

"i am sorry y/n." she says softly.

you know she isn't. because if she was, she wouldn't be putting you out for her new family.

it's just like you dad's side.

which means that there is no way you are going with your dad. not with his new family. the family that has never liked you.

you grab your suitcase from your closet and just start throwing stuff into it. you're leaving tonight. not wanting to spend another minute in a house that you're not wanted in.

the only things you pack are your clothes and shoes. not wanting to take your phone and laptop that were given to you by your mom and stepdad.

you clear them, resetting them so every trace of you is gone.

you make sure to pack your suitcase and backpack tightly before grabbing your secret box of cash.

it isn't much but it'll get you back to your hometown. you pull on sweatpants and a shirt you didn't pack before making your way across the hall to steal a hoodie from taehyun.

once you enter his room, you start crying.

you know what you have to do.

leave.

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

it's been two years since you moved away from your mom, stepdad, and forbidden love.

you stayed with one of your childhood friends before starting college in the fall. you worked for her family's restaurant, using that money to buy yourself a new phone, and really anything you really needed.

the summer went fast and you finally moved into your dorm. it was rough at first, but eventually you settled in. you cut contact with everyone from you past, excluding your friends from you hometown. who you tried to stay close to.

since coming to college, you made new friends, have cool roommates, and live s primarily happy life. definitely better then how you were living.

that's all besides the fact that you can not get over your stepbrother.

and you really tried. you went on date after date. with guy after guy, even a girl once. but, at the end of the day, no one compares to the man you almost had.

the week was rough, you failed a test, missed an important meeting, and missed taehyun. and just as you were going to break down, for like the millionth time, your roommates decide to have a party. (a very last minute party.)

since it was so last minute, you thought no one would come. but, here you are, in the middle of a huge crowd as minji speaks over the music.

"earth to y/n," your roommate minji waves her hand over your face, "what i was saying is that yeonjun is bringing one of his childhood friends. apparently he hasn't seen him seen him in years... or something." she basically yells over the music.

you can only get out a nod out before totally zoning out again.

you flash back to junior year. you and taehyun weren't close but he took pity on you. introducing him to his childhood friends kai, soobin, and beomgyu.

they all told you that they had a friend they haven't seen in years. since he moved away.

you just smile and hope that tonight you might find someone to end up in bed with.

minji takes your wrist and pulls you to the kitchen.

"take some shots or something. loosen up y/n. it's a party. forget about everything and have fun. you never know who you'll meet." she gives you a shot glass.

you link arms and take the shot. feeling the liquor sliding down your throat, you scrunch up your face.

minji laughs at the motion, "here, lime."

you open and let her slide the lime into your mouth. you smile as the lime rim sits on your lips.

she laughs again, "everything will be okay." she puts her hands on your shoulders, "i promise, i will always be he-"

she gets cut off by your other roommate, "minji! you might want to get your plant. i've seen like 5 people almost throw up in it."

you laugh, "ah shit. okay!" she yells back, "i love you. everything will be okay. just loosen up and have some fun."

you nod and she walks off to pick up her beloved plant.

you laugh as she fights off two guys, shooing them away from her plant.

before you can see what happens next, a head of blonde hair catches your eye. you can't see his face but you can tell that he is tall. basically towering over the crowd.

from the back, you can tell that he is attractive. and just as you thing you've found someone to dance (and maybe hook up) with, they turn their head.

choi soobin.

his eyes meet your's and widen. you can see the gears turning in his head as he excuses himself from the conversation he was having.

he uses his big hands and long arms to navigate through the large crowd. you find it wild that so many people can fit in the two story house. (and how your neighbors haven't called the cops.)

"oh my god! y/n??" his eyes widen at the fact that you're really here, "what are you doing here? i haven't seen you in forever!"

"hi soob," you smile at the tall boy, "i actually live here."

"ohh," he nods slightly, "is this your party?" he points at the ground.

"oh my god no," you laugh out, the shot finally giving you a slight buzz, "i could never throw a party like this. it's my roommate's party."

you take another red shot glass of the counter and hold it up, subconsciously asking soobin if it wants one.

"sure." he shrugs.

you pour the two of you tequila, hoping to get a little more than a buzz. after filling yours to the top, you pour soobin's. not as much as yours but enough to (hopefully) give him a buzz.

"to old friends." he taps your shot glass against yours.

"to old friends!" you pipe up.

he laughs at little before taking to shot. you throw your head back and quickly swallow the alcohol. the sweet burn of it going straight to your stomach. giving you a little bit of relief.

you try to keep your face straight but, in the end you scrunch your nose. causing soobin to laugh.

"oh, remember that old friend we told you about? he's here. i want you to meet him." the tall boy grabs your hand, tightly, and pulls you through the crowd with him.

you follow him and pray that you don't see taehyun. as much as you miss him, you don't know how you'll react. especially if he has a girl on his arm. you'll probably go run and barricade youself in your room.

you've daydreamed about you two meeting again, at a cafe, on the bus, on the train, but never have you once thought about him having a girlfriend. and you definitely don't want to tonight.

"jjun!" you run up to the bright red haired boy.

"y/n!" he opens his arms for you, "feels like a century since i saw you." he jokes.

"shut up, i literally saw you two days ago." you pull back.

"you two know each other?" soobin looks between you two, dumbfounded.

"umm, yeah. i met him through my ex roommate. he was her boyfriend at the time."

"yeah," he agrees, "we broke up, but i stayed in contact with y/n because.. well she's cool as fuck." he puts an arm around you.

you laugh, "i swear, he only stayed in contact because he wanted to annoy me." you look up to the boy with starry eyes.

soobin shakes his head with a chuckle.

"are you guys like, dating?" he asks cautiously.

you pulls away from yeonjun with a look of disgust, "definitely not, he's like a brother to me."

"wow am i that disgusting?" yeonjun looks at soobin in disbelief and then to you.

"jjun, shut the fuck up." you laugh.

you turn back to soobin who is scanning the crowd. easy for him to do because he's so tall.

"hey guys," he calls someone over with his hands, "they are here!"

when no one talks back or seemily makes their way to the group, soobin speaks to yeonjun over the music that seems to only get louder.

"they are here, i'm going to go grab them."

you watch as soobin slides his lanky body through the tight crowd.

"who's here?" you turn to question yeonjun.

"i don't know, but i'm guessing my old friends. it's been a while since i seen them."

"how long?" you can't help to ask.

"few months." he replies like it's nothing.

you huff out a breathe, maybe it's not the same group. but, it wouldn't make sense. soobin and him in a different group from the other boys? you didn't want to chance it.

"so um, i'm gonna go." you try to rush off.

yeonjun grabs your wrist.

just as you were going to say something, you feel eyes on you.

when you look to see who, you are met with three boys. and specifically the only with deep chocolate eyes.

"oh my!" beomgyu runs up to you, opening his arms wide and pulling you in, "i have seen you in forever y/n. i've missed you." he pulls back.

"hi gyu. i missed you too." you smile at the tall boy. he's changed a lot. with longer hair, you can't tell but it looks like a mullet. although you think mullets are ugly, he pulls it off beautifully.

"i love you hair." you tell him.

"awe, thank you y/n."

once your conversation is over, yeonjun is looking at you two with wide eyes, in disbelief, "so it's just fuck me then? huh." he jokes.

beomgyu laughs it off and gives yeonjun a hug, "i've missed you too yeonjun."

before you can look at taehyun, hueng kai pulls you into a hug.

"y/n!" he says, his bubbly personality shining, something you've missed so much, "it's so good to see you again."

he pulls back and you get a good look at him, he no longer looks like a baby. he's bigger, muscular, and his bone structure is on point.

"kai, you look so different. you really grew up huh?"

"yeah," he shrugs like it's nothing, "still the same kai though."

you laugh, "that's nice to know." you lift your hand up to pinch his cheek. like old times.

"wow y/n," yeonjun starts up again, "you really stole all my friends." he smiles.

"oh shut up. you're just mad they love me more." you tease him.

you swear you can see taehyun fuming at the interaction. you can feel it, the boys too. becuase yeonjun pulls kai over, hugging him.

"y/n?" you look down at the ground, trying to maintain your composure.

"tae." you slowly look up from the spot on the floor.

his chocolate eyes staring into yours.

"it's nice to see you again." he gives you a slight smile before moving to dab up yeonjun.

"it's nice to see you again." they connect hands and snap.

"you too tae."

you could cry right here. the boy you've been daydreaming about, that haunts your dreams, and standing not even a foot away from you.

before you could cry, you try to push through the crowd, only to be stopped by a warm hand. gripping your wrist.

"can we talk?" you hear his deep voice behind you.

a tear slips from your face, and you catch it with your other hand. wiping your face clear from any tears.

"sure." you let him hold onto your wrist as you rush through the crowd.

as you're walking up the stairs to your room, you notice minji. she is surprised at the sight. you've talked to her about taehyun so much. she gives you a thumbs up and small smile.

when you reach your door, he spits out, "your mom and my dad got divorced about a year after you left."

oh shit.

you enter the code to your room, embarrassed at the code.

020502

"is your code my birthday?" he gives a slight smile.

"yeah... i could think of one, and to be honest i've missed you." you push into your room.

you lead him to your bed, sitting on the foot of the bed.

"no way what happened?" you question taehyun. hope sparking in your stomach.

"well, for one, we found out that dad isn't the father of your little sister. your mom also gave my dad a std. apparently she bed been sleeping around that whole time."

"wow, both of my parents as assholes. nice to know." you put your head down.

"if it's worth anything, my dad fought for you to come back."

you perk back up, "really?"

"yeah, he felt so bad, but you had left without a trace."

"yeah... i didn't know what to do." you look at him, with teary eyes.

"well, i'm glad you're safe." he looks around your room.

"it's a mess, i'm so sorry." you blush, you have clothes laying on your floor, crumbled paper overflowing in your trash, and a desk full of text books.

"that's not what i am looking at. i am looking at how bland your room is. no personality. no you. do you stay somewhere else? maybe at a boyfriend's?"

"you think your slick," you let out a chuckle, "i live here. no boyfriend. and i haven't been myself since i left. to be honest, since i lost you. i tried but... no one will ever compare to you tae." your emotions take a turn fast at the fact that he is actually here in your room.

he brings his hands up to your face, "hey, hey, don't cry please." he genetly swipes his thumb under your eye, catching the falling tears.

you lunge at him in a sudden movement, wrapping your arms around him. he uses this time to pull you ontop of him. deepening the hug.

"i don't ever wanna let go tae."

"me either y/n. i've been looking everywhere for you. i missed you so much." he whispers into your ear.

you pull back and look into his deep brown eyes. you can't help but tear up again.

"i missed these eyes," you continue your stare down to his lips, "i've dreamed of these lips."

taehyun watches as you bring your hand up to run your thumb down his lip. you watch as his bottom lip recoils.

you look back up into his eyes, that are now full of lust.

the fire you feel inside you starts to burn with need.

"can i kiss you?" you whisper.

"baby, you never have to ask to kiss me. i'm always yours."

you crash your lips down onto his in a swift motion. felling his soft lips on your again. something you've been dreaming of for two years.

you move your hips to grind down on him. earning a hiss from taehyun.

"y/n.. slow down." taehyun holds your sides to stop you.

"oh shit, i'm so sorry." you attempt to scurry off of him, but to no avail. he grips your thighs, holding you in place.

"no need to be sorry y/n. i just want to know one thing. are you going to disappear again? i can't do this if you're going to leave me again." he's big brown eyes stare at you.

you take his face in you hands, "i promise i'm not going anywhere tae."

with the confirmation, he stands up with your legs wrapped around his hips. he gently sets you down, head hitting the pillow as he props himself up over you.

"i've missed this face." he gives you like pecks, from your forehead, down to your cheeks, and you lips. taking you into a deep kiss.

"i missed yours too tae." you blush when he pulls back.

he begins to kiss down your neck, the stubble on his chin giving you goosebumps.

you arch your back as he lightly sucks on the spot where your neck meets your shoulders.

"harder please. i want you to mark me." you pleed.

taehyun pulls back to look into your eyes, "are you sure?"

"yes please. i am yours. i want to show everyone that. because i'll always be yours."

"anything you want gorgeous." his attention goes back to your neck.

you can feel his teeth grazing your neck, leaving you breathless as he begins to suck on a sensitive stop.

you let out a quiet moan.

you arch into him, trying to erase the tiny space between you two. wanting to be attached to him.

you pull your hands from their spot on his lower back and raise them to grab onto his hair. pulling it to encourage him to be rougher.

instead, he pulls back with a smirk, "wow, my baby's needy huh?"

"only for you." you start to grind down onto his jeans. feeling his cock straining against them.

"fuck baby." he pushes back into your neck, "so needy for this cock." he breath sends a shiver up your spine.

"taehyun please... please." you beg.

"please what? tell me baby. what do you need?"

"fuck." you moan at the sensation of his breath on your neck, "i need you to be inside of me."

you don't waste time with filler words and tell him exactly what you want.

"hmm... we'll get there. but right now, you need to reminded of what you left. you need to be punished."

you pull on his hair again, tighter, "tae please, i really need you." you plead.

"patience babygirl." taehyun picks you up easily and drops you on the bed. all you can do is use your arms to move to the headboard.

you watch as he takes his shirt off in ine motion, throwing it to an unknown spot in your room.

he climbs over you and places a kiss to your lips before sitting back on his feet. sitting you up slightly taehyun slides your shirt over your head. he skillfully undones your bra with one hand.

his other hand comes to down palm your least breast as the bra is tossed. his hand draws back and his attention is on your breast.

you cry out when he pinches both your nipples, hard.

as you catch you breath from the little simulation he has given you, runs his hands down your body and to the hem of your tiny skirt.

he sits back and pulls them down in one swift motion. the air hitting your cunt gives you a shiver for the 100th time this night.

"hmm," taehyun throws you skirt on the floor, "you look like a little slut. wearing a black thong under that tiny ass skirt. you were really asking to be fucked."

before you can respond, your thong is ripped from your body.

"taehyun!" you try to sit up, only for him to push you back down.

"did i say move?" he looks down on you and gives you a smirk.

"no." you cower and lay back down.

"now be a good girl and i'll give you whatever you want."

you nod.

he gives your pussy a slap, hitting your clit causing you to jump at the feeling.

"words baby."

"i'll be a good girl." you nod profusely.

"hmm." he lays down, putting his head between your thighs, throwing your legs onto his back.

he first starts slow, licking up your slit at a thigh clenching pace. you start to push your thighs togeher in an attempt to get friction, only for taehyun to take his hand and hold your thigh down. much stronger than he was years ago.

with his hand, he slaps your clit, " what did i say?" he looks up at you.

"taehyun.. i can't. i need you."

"you will get me baby. just let me take my time. it's been years since i've gotten a taste. i need to taste you." he begs.

you can physically feel his need, the same need you have. the same desire that's burning inside you. the same longing you've felt. he's felt the same.

"okay baby, whatever you want. i'm yours."

you can feel the shift in the air, the moment that started as heated and steamy began to fade away into the feeling of longing and need. you two finally get what you've been wanting, needing. you have each other.

you sit back and let him take you. he's still at the same pace as you try to keep your legs open for him. slow kitten licks up and down your sopping wet cunt. you close your eyes tightly at the feeling. trying to be patient for him.

you take your hands from beside you and place them into taehyun's soft hair. gripping it lightly, slowly pushing his head deeper into your pussy. you arch as he starts to draw circles on your numb bud.

"mhmm," taehyun gumbles, the vibrations have you spiraling in need, "such a good girl." he takes his other hand and slides two fingers in.

he's still licking at your clit as he begins to finger fucking you. slowly and antagonizing at first, causing you to lift your hips. of course, he pulls you back down and slaps your cunt again.

"come princess, you got this."

a soft, mhm, is all you can get out. lost in the pleasure and a bulid up that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

he starts to speed up, the sound of your wetness echoing off the plain walls.

"fuck baby, you're so wet," taehyun backs up to watch you shwallow his fingers, "you want me that bad? you're going to have to cum on my fingers first."

taehyun sits back and watches as you convulse around this two fingers, pumping them in and out at a speed that has your toes curling beside him.

"come on baby," he looks up at you, "you can do it, come on my fingers babygirl."

you let out a breathey moan, "faster please."

"whatever you want baby." he listens and speeds up his pace, curling his fingers.

you can feel him touch the spongy part of your cunt. you can feel yourself getting closer, pit in your stomach growing and growing as he continues to finger you.

once he places his thumb on your clit and does one circle, you come.

"taehyun," you reach up and grab his forearm, "i'm coming, oh my god." you throw your head back with you mouth open in an o.

blackness is all you can see as you come. the pleasure washing all of your body.

"that's it princess, come all over my fingers. give me it." taehyun rasps as your fingers clench around his fingers.

once you're coming around, albeit you're still not all the way there, you watch taehyun slide his fingers out. he takes his long slender fingers and raises them to his mouth, groaning as he sucks your juices off.

you can't help moan at the sight, his eyes never leaving yours. he begins to move, eventually his face is hovering over yours.

he dips his head and takes your lips. you welcome it, opening your mouth slightly to allow his tongue access. he complies and slides his tongue in, you can taste yourself on it. you slightly turn your head so he can deepen the kiss. you moan as he continues his ravish on your mouth.

while he is distracted with your mouth, you start to undo his belt, then his pants, sliding your hand into his pants. he cock is painfully hard. pulsing in your hand as you being to stroke it.

he hisses into your mouth.

"fuck baby, do you see what you do to me?" taehyun pulls back.

"please fuck me taehyun." you beg, lust only growing at the dirty words he's spewing

"whatever you say pretty." he pulls his pants and boxers off quickly before retaking his spot over you.

he begins to line himself up before stopping, "fuck, i don't have a condom."

you two were too caught up in the heat of the moment to even think about protection.

"i don't care," you gasp out, "fill me up please, i'll take the morning after pill tomorrow." you beg.

"wow y/n, you little slut. you want me to fill your sweet cunt with all my cum." he talks as he starts to slide in. you can feel him, inch by inch. you feel like you're going to split in half at the stretch.

"wow baby, so tight and wet for me. it's like this pussy was made for me." he bottoms out.

you arch your back into him and claw at his back.

"taehyun," you gasp, tears falling, "i can't.. i can't take it."

"oh yes you can. you wanted this remember?" he begins to slow slide in and out of your abused hole.

you can feel a wetness on you face, which you can only assume are tears. you cry out. all you can do is claw into his back, you could be drawing blood for all you know.

"that's it my pretty girl," he kisses your tears away, "you got it. you're doing so good, fuck, baby."

it doesn't take long for the pain to subsided and the pleasure to set in. you can feel his cock rubbing against your walls. the feeling has you on cloud nine.

once he realizes, he begins to speed up. causing you to cry out some more. but this time in immense pleasure.

"fuck.. taehyun," is all you can get out as you feel the pit in your stomach rapidly expand, "please- please don't stop!" you cry out.

"oh baby," he coos as he rubs a hand over your forehead, pushing your hair away, "we aren't stopping anytime soon."

you groan at the thought.

you wrap your legs around him to pull him closer. causing him to hit deeper spots, spots you didn't think were even reachable.

he doesn't stop as your orgasm begins to close in on you. all you can do is to continue clawing into him.

"baby, tae, fuck, i'm so cl--" before you can finish your words, your vision whites.

you can barely think or feel, the only sense working is your hearing.

"that's it baby, come all over my dick," he leans down to kiss your forehead and whisper into your ear, "show me how much you missed me."

you just groan as a shiver runs through your body.

before you can even say anything, taehyun is pulling back. in your mind, he was getting ready to leave but in his, he wasn't done. not yet.

with you weak, he ragdolls you. he puts his arm under you back and flips you. you're chest down with your ass in the air.

"we aren't done." taehyun nearly growls out at the sight.

all you can do is sit there and let him use you. (not like you're complaining, you haven't had good dick like this since him.)

he slips into you with ease, holding your hips up so that you don't collapse into the bed.

once he's fully into you, he doesn't give you a second to breathe. instead he starts to slam into you. using his big hands to slam you back onto his cock. you're curling your toes at the over stimulation that your feeling.

"that's it baby, take my dick." you hear taehyun moan from behind you.

gaining a little strength, you pull your hands from beside of you, attempting to grab onto a pillow in front of you, but taehyun takes notice of the motion.

he takes one hand off your hip and uses it to gather both of your wrist. you're being held up by him holding your wrist behind your back. all you can hear in the room is your screams and the sound of his balls hitting your ass.

"oh shit..." is all you can get out before his other hand removes itself from your hip and finds purchase on your neck. he squeezes lightly, but hard enough to have your head spinning.

"you feel so good.. fuck," he continues his rampage, "you're mine, need you to say it." he squeezes harder.

"i'm you-yours." you sputter out. he's making it hard to speak, slaming in and out of you.

"fuck, baby, i need you to come with me, okay?"

"I can't." you shake your head, you've already came twice, at this point you might pass out.

"you can baby, i know you can. I got you." he praises.

his thrust are getting faster, uneven, and you can feel his cock throbing inside you. he's getting close.

"i can't, it's too mu- ah." he slides his hand from your neck to your clit, frantically rubbing at your clit.

before you can even process what's going on, your vision begins to blurr. going from black spots to complete darkness.

you hear yourself scream, taking a minute to realize it's your own voice. you can hear taehyun breathing heavy as you feel him slide out. for a minute, he holds you up, memorized at his come dropping out of you.

"are you okay?" he flips you around gently and lays you down.

"i can't think right now. ask me later." you huff out.

it earns you a smile, his dimples popping out, "here, i'll be right back."

you watch as taehyun disappears to your bathroom.

all you can do is look up at the ceiling as you come down from your high. you just fucked your stepbrother.. again.. well ex-stepbrother now, you remind yourself.

he comes back with a wet towel and cleans you off. collecting his come onto the towel. you shiver as he does it, especially after he brushes over your clit. you yelp and close your eyes tight.

"sorry love, i couldn't help myslf." he looks at you with mischievous eyes.

you roll your eyes which earns you a thigh slap.

"do you want to take a shower? do you have water?" he snaps into aftercare mode.

"i can't move. my body feels like jelly."

he laughs softly, "okay so no shower. but you do need water."

your words slip watch as he collects his clothes and throws them back on.

"downstairs, ask minji. we hide the good shit when we have people over."

"okay, i don't want to leave you, but i need you hydated. i'll be right back."

you close your eyes when exits, basking in the moment. finally having the mental power to really think about the situation. taehyun's here. in your room. with you. was inside you.

you smile and curl up. your clothes are lost and you don't have the enegry to even move.

that's until you hear a knock on the door. it's not taehyun, since he would of just walked in, you quickly cover yourself before answering, "there is no bathroom in here. go pee somewhere else!" you yell.

"it's minji." she announces.

"oh come in."

when she enters she starts, "are you okay? you disappeared up here with taehyun and--" her words stap as she combs over your current state.

you weren't sure how bad it is but you remember his lips on your neck.. and other places.

"holy shit.. what happened to you?"

before you can respond the door opens again, revealing taehyun.

"i couldn't find minji." he says as he closes the door. when he turns around, minji is standing there with her arms crossed.

"y/n?" she scolds.

"we aren't step siblings anymore." your words slip out in an instant.

"yeah," taehyun steps around her and towards you.

"my mom cheated and the baby isn't even his dad's." you explain.

"whew, i was scared I just walked in on some incestal shit."

"yeah.." you look at taehyun.

"i'm kang taehyun." taehyun introduces himself like he's meeting my parents, hand held out.

"oh I know." she pats his shoulder.

"i was trying to find you to as about water. y/n sent me." he puts his held out hand down.

"i can see why." she combs over you again.

you laugh, "you're terrbile."

she laughs back and guides taehyun out of the room.

it's not long before he is back.

"minji is a character. i would love to know how you met her but you need rest first." he sits next to you and hands you the water bottle.

your shakey hands take the bottls and you gulp down like half of it.

once you hand it back to him you start, "as much as I would love to sleep naked with you, I have roommates that love to barge into my room. aka minji, and i need clothes. can you get me some? if i tell you where."

"here,"

he takes off his shirt, handing it to you, "i'm hot as fuck right now. where are your underwear?"

you point to a drawer cross the room.

"does it matter what pair?"

"no, anything works."

he pulls out your pink lacey panties.

"wow, if you put this on... i will fuck you again."

you smirk, "fuck me in them?"

"whatever you want sweetheart."

he stalks over to you, pulling the blankets off your lower body and sliding your underwear on.

"you are sexy as fuck, baby."

"ditto." is all you can think.

he slides over your body once again. you are so not going to be able to walk in the morning.

[waitineedaname]

Came here because of your FMA Post-Canon GreedLing series and now I want to read/watch/idfk what this is SVSSS now. You've infected me and now I need to do research

YESSS READ MY SICKOS NOVEL!!

my very basic pitch: SVSSS is Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, a Chinese transmigration novel! the premise is that Shen Yuan is the #1 anti-fan of a trashy stallion novel -- he likes the monsters and the little crumbs of plot and loves the protagonist, but fucking hates literally everything else about it. when he finishes it, he's so overcome with rage about the ending that it literally kills him, and his dying thoughts are "dumbfuck author, dumbfuck novel." much to his surprise, he wakes up as the central villain of that novel with a transmigration system essentially telling him "you think you can do better? just fucking try it buddy"

it's a hilarious series, and a very quick read! the characters are really fun, the two main characters are completely deranged (a classic example of "I can fix him" *makes him worse*), and the balance between ridiculous humor and genuine emotion is excellent. also, as a loving satire of stallion novels/BL novels/webnovels in general, it has a lot of interesting things to say about the tropes embedded in those stories, as well as interesting things to say about being a writer and being a reader!

there are official print translations in English, so I recommend checking out your local library/bookstores, but if that doesn't work for you, it's also available on the Internet Archive and Anna's Archive! it's fairly short, only four books (three for the main plot + fourth book of plot-relevant extras)

enjoy!!

[clockworksheep2]

i went w dad (i think mum wanted to talk to brother abt his hospital stint) to drop off other brother who lives a little ways out of town so i had like a full 15-30 mins to yap at dad about whatever and I decided ofc to tell him about GGG, i was going to just tell him how excited i am that my friend is currently playing it, and then i decided to tell him abt the mechanics bc i think theyre rly neat, and then i was like well i might as well give him a quick overview of the plot bc it's kind of fun, and then ofc that turned into me telling him a bunch of the plot, and then i got to tell him abt the absolutely fascinating interpersonal shit that goes on in the story and the way I've been dissecting it and mulling it over and how interesting it all is, AND HE WAS SO IMPRESSED BY THE EXISTENCE OF THIS GAME AND STORY. like he rly thought it was super interesting and rly cool that such a well-thought out story and worldbuild exists and how in-depth u can get w it and AUUUUGHHH i love my dad so much ....

i almost didnt go bc i suddenly got rly convinced that we were going to fucking crash and die on the drive but then i decided I'd rather die in the crash w him rather than have him die in a crash without me (if he goes then i want to go too bc goddamn i cannot survive this household and family if he's not part of it) so i went w him and I'm so glad i did :'] sniffles ... i love my dad and he's so kind and he genuinely enjoys listening to me talk abt the things i like and he's just ... AOUGHHH (/positive) 😭💗

[quillvice]

"was there a reason you didn't cancel this" honestly I thought I had so no there wasn't a reason but also if clients are going to have Your personal number and reach out to You about canceling (when they Should be reaching out via email per our cancelation policy) then You should be canceling the appt anyway imo. all the other trainers cancel their appointments AND add their appointments to the system 🤪

[noyzinerd]

Im so mad about the casualty in which the last scene unfolds like what the fuck? The sheriff giving his wife’s car keys to eli and the speech? Like it’s the easiest thing in the world is absolute nonsense, the amount of implications of that scene ALONE break my heart but their relationship in the entire movie is grandson and grandpa coded as fuck

From a meta standpoint, it's absolutely wild and completely bonkers to throw that whole random scene in out of left field. Like, what are you doing, Jeff? What the fuck is this? Why is this scene here of all places? What is your game here?!

But from a shipping standpoint, ignoring literally everything else in that piece of trash, that's honestly the only saving grace that lives rent-free in my head. Like, of course the sheriff would hand down his wife's Jeep to Eli. That's his grandson (everyone shut the fuck up on this, he is, fight me). It wouldn't be any hardship at all. The ease of just handing off the Jeep and saying "Yeah, your dad probably had a thing for my son", although infuriating in this physical plane where my brain and frothing mouth exist, does create an atmosphere in my fanfic devouring maw where this is just another one of those mornings at Grandpa's, talking over breakfast about the facts of life, about how "Their comes a time in a man's life" and somehow tying it to a metaphor about fishing.

IRL, the scene screams rushed and tossed in there to plant one last Sterek flag for...reasons? But in that same breath, it's also beautiful in the life it makes you imagine these characters live. It's awful and gorgeous. It's terrible and breathtaking. It's fucking Schrodinger's Sterek heritage post.

[advestager]

I feel like saying Josuke doesn't have any daddy issues whatsoever isn't entirely fair (I've seen some fic and comics go further into how he and his mom might have been treated due to the circumstances of his birth that were pretty compelling) but people who act like he grew up without any father figure are definitely off base imo. Every single adaptation and extra material have always had a focus on his close relationship with his grandpa for a reason!

see, that's precisely the thing. it is literally impossible to be a grown up human without having internalised some sort of illogical Feeling about oneself or the world – but fandom as a whole tends to just assign arbitrary ones to characters based on stereotypes rather than what they actually are like.

i do think josuke feels some sort of way about his lack of a father growing up, but that's as inevitable as joseph himself (or giorno, or jolyne, or even jonathan) having feelings about his own dad, and yet somehow jorge's absence does not get brought up despite joseph and josuke's fairly similar upbringings. the fact is that most of western fandom tends to view the JJBA characters through a (white, usa-centric) lens that simply does not lend itself to a fair or accurate reading when most of the cast is either POC or from an entirely different cultural background. that's why i'm so resistant to label josuke as having 'daddy issues'; the term means something entirely different to me than it seems to do to most of the fandom, based on all the fic, comics, and discussions i've seen (and had) about the topic. it's not exactly like the organised crime aspect of VA, but it fills me with a similar kind of frustration. i don't think one needs a degree in cultural studies or history or whatnot to enjoy a silly series about people punching each other with slutty soul-ghosts, but it's exhausting to see the same thoughtless, very specifically westernised takes being regurgitated over and over as Absolute Truth until the characters are so flanderised they seem nothing as much as a caricature of their original versions. i love transformative works as much as any other fan creator, but i also happen to like the source material. it is infinitely more interesting to me to think about what kind of relationship josuke might have to his heritage as a mixed-race person, or his identity as the son of a single mother or the obviously cherished and spoilt child of a family such as his own (especially in a place and period like canon's late-90s/early 00's japan), than to hear yet another iteration of 'haha, josuke has daddy issues' where the person saying it has no intention of analysing that premise beyond the puddle-depth obvious.

at barely sixteen years old, even as interested in high-end fashion (and as very much part of a working class family who could definitely use the nest egg) as he is, josuke's immediate reaction to being told his missing father is incredibly rich and wants to take care of him is to say that it's not necessary, and he's fine as he is. sixteen. i worked as a teacher with kids as young as a year old and people as old as mid-seventies; that kind of ease of mind is one-in-a-million and not something you'll find on someone who fits fandom's definition of 'daddy issues'. he's not angry at joseph, he's not grasping for money, he hardly even wants to find out more about the missing part of his origins. his only thought is to wish he wouldn't be the reason other people were hurt, and to protect his mother once there is a risk she might find out and be distressed about it. his entire morality system is (from what i remember of canon) mostly based around the question What Would Grandpa Do?, with some leeway allowed for the temper he clearly got from tomoko and for the fact that he is, again, a big and slightly spoilt sixteen year old.

so yeah. it might not sound fair to say he doesn't have daddy issues, but i don't think the terms fandom's operating under are fair to start with, so i'd rather recuse myself (and my interpretation of the character) from it all til we're playing the same game. the sandbox's wide and wild, and the block and mute buttons are there for a reason, so i'll just stay in my corner writing about higashikatas wielding their feelings like sledgehammers til my mum says it's time to go home.

[nestavadavat]

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