#another reason why i dont like mysteries is because its

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Under their spell/ Mastered by deception

pairing: Urahara Kisuke x Reader x Sosuke Aizen anime: Bleach synopsis: when two powerful men enter your life, their intentions unclear and their methods questionable, you find yourself torn between trust and temptation

Warnings: its a long one but worth it!!! manipulation, light teasing, rough sex, dirty talk, fingering, oral (male receiveing), double penetration, power control, comfort

You’re lying in bed, engrossed in the book in your hands, when suddenly, a strange man appears in your room. He wears a white and green striped hat, a cane resting casually in his hand. Your eyes widen in shock as you jolt upright, heart racing.

"Ah, my apologies for the intrusion," he says with a friendly smile. "My name is Kisuke Urahara. It's a pleasure to meet you." His tone is light, almost casual, as you look him up and down, confusion spreading across your face.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?" you shout, startled and utterly bewildered.

"Ah, sorry for startling you so much, young lady! My name is Kisuke Urahara, but feel free to call me Sensei," he says with a grin. "I’m here because you’ve been experiencing some... peculiar phenomena lately."

"ARE YOU INSANE? What the hell are you doing in my room?!"

"Insane? Perhaps," he laughs softly, " he laughs softly, his smile unwavering, "but certainly not so much that I'd break into a young woman's bedroom uninvited! I assure you, my intentions are purely benevolent. As for who I am... well, let's just say I'm a bit... connected to the spiritual world." His eyes glimmer with some hidden knowledge as he leans in slightly. "What do you remember about the strange happenings in your life recently? The voices, the strange visions... that feeling that something's not quite right?""

"W-what?" panic creeps into your voice as you instinctively take a step back, feeling exposed thinking about your past weeks about your weird experience.

Indeed, you’ve found yourself drifting through states—spiritual, you might call them? Strange? Unfamiliar? You chosed to dismiss it, unable to grasp the meaning of it

"No need to worry, little one. I mean you no harm." Urahara raises his hands in a peaceful gesture, his voice gentle but laced with something knowing. "In fact, I think our meeting today is no accident. The spirits themselves seem to have guided me here."

"What are you talking about? How do you know about my experiences? How did you even find me?" You're both confused by his weird way of speaking, his demeanor strange yet undeniably captivating.

"Ah, the mysteries of the spirit world are not easily understood, are they? But I’ll try to shed some light," Urahara says, his grin widening slightly. "You, Y/N, have a very unique aura. It calls out to those like me. As for how I found you… well, that’s a story for another time. Just know, it’s no coincidence that we’ve crossed paths."

He studies you for a moment before continuing. "Now, I’m sure all this sounds... overwhelming, but trust me, there's a reason the spirits have brought us together."

Your mind is racing, you feel a mix of confusion and also annoyance, like he is messing with you. "Aura!? So what exactly do you want from me? Why are you telling me all this?"

Urahara steps closer, lowering his voice slightly. "What I want, Y/N, is for you to open your mind to what lies beyond what you know. I want you to see the unseen, understand the unspoken, and perhaps even... unlock powers you never thought possible."

He reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes having s glimpse lf enthusiasm “I'm offering you a glimpse into a world most humans never suspect exists. A world where magic is real, where the boundaries between life and death blur, and where ancient powers stir once more."

Surprised by his sudden action, you scowl. "Oh, please, don't flatter me. I feel like you’re trying to sell me something, but you dont won’t tell me what it is.Power? What power?”

Urahara laughs lightly, the sound warm and comforting, yet full of mystery. "Ah, a woman who’s not easily fooled. I like that! You’re right, I haven’t laid out everything just yet. But let’s call this... an appetizer." He pauses, eyes twinkling with something more cryptic. "I’m just teasing you, Y/N. Patience, though. The full explanation will come soon enough, i promose”

His tone shifts, becoming more serious, though still holding that playful edge. "But understand this: the path I’m offering is not for the faint of heart. It will demand more from you than you can imagine.“

"Yeah yeah, after you show me what this is about," you say, still wary but intrigued. "For now, I’m willing." Your mind trying to comprehend what is he talking about, spiritual world, power…

He is nodding in approval. "Very well, Y/N. I respect your cautious nature. We will take it as slow as you need.

He pauses, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "You see, my proposal involves unlocking the true potential that lies dormant within you. A potential that, with proper guidance and training, could make you a formidable force in the spiritual realm."

Kisuke’s expression turns cryptic. "However, achieving this goal requires a delicate balance of power, influence, and strategic alliances. Alliances that, for the sake of discretion, cannot be publicly disclosed just yet."

He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Rest assured, though, that I have made arrangements to ensure your safety and success along this journey. Trust that I will reveal more as the time is right."

You raise your eyebrow at him “You speak in riddles—" your voice donfused, but then behind him, a sudden flash of reiatsu fills the room, illuminating the space with an intense light. When the light fades, standing beside Kisuke is a tall, imposing man with piercing blue eyes. His presence is commanding, almost suffocating. You step out of reflex, your eyes widen.

"Greetings, young one. I am Sosuke Aizen, a man of great influence and power in the spiritual world." His voice carries an air of authority, each word precise and deliberate. "Kisuke here has shared with me your remarkable potential and the unique circumstances surrounding your existence."

Aizen steps closer, his gaze unwavering, exuding an aura of quiet authority. "Him and I share a mutual interest—unlocking the potential that resides within you. Kisuke and I will provide you with the resources, knowledge, and... guidance you require to fulfill your destiny."

"What the fuck? Who are you, people?"you are now really feeling uneasy, your voice rausing and trembling “Resides in me…?” you whisper mostly to yourself.

Kisuke holds up his hands, his smile wry. "Easy there, Y/N. We meant no offense by our sudden appearance. Think of it as a... fortunate coincidence."

Aizen nods, his intense gaze fixed on you. "Indeed, the threads of fate have woven our paths together. It is only natural that we would seek each other out when such powerful destinies converge."

The two men exchange a knowing glance before Kisuke continues, "You see, Y/N, your existence holds significance far beyond the confines of this mortal realm. The balance of power in the spiritual world hinges upon individuals like yourself, those blessed or cursed with extraordinary abilities."

Kisuke takes a step forward, his voice filled with conviction. "Which is why Aizen and I have joined forces to guide you on this journey."

You back away further, looking around frantically for an escape route. "This is crazy. Why me?" you ask, edging toward the door, not believing their fantastic stories.

Kisuke quickly moves to block your path, his hand extended in a placating gesture. "Now, now, let’s not resort to hasty decisions, Y/N. There’s no need to flee; we mean you no harm."

Sosuke Aizen steps beside Kisuke, his tall frame casting a long shadow across the floor, his voice lowering to a whisper. "On the contrary, we intend to help you understand and control the incredible gifts bestowed upon you. Gifts that, in the wrong hands, could bring ruin to entire worlds."

His words hang heavy in the air, punctuated by the soft creaking of the closet door as if urging you to listen. "You see, your unique circumstances have drawn the attention of powerful beings who recognize the potential for greatness within you. We simply wish to ensure that potential is channeled for the greater good.

You stop moving, looking at them warily. “And how exactly do you plan to do this?” Their presence overwhelms you.

Kisuke steps closer, his voice taking on a soothing quality. “Well, first and foremost, we must establish a connection with you, Y/N. A bond of trust and understanding that will allow us to guide you safely through the challenges ahead.”

Sosuke Aizen nods in agreement, his intense gaze never wavering from yours. “Once this foundation is laid, we can begin the process of awakening and refining your latent abilities. This may involve intensive training, exposure to new realms of knowledge, and perhaps even some... unconventional methods.”

Uraha offers a slight, enigmatic smile. “But rest assured, every step will be taken with your best interests at heart. Our ultimate goal is to help you reach your full potential, so that you might become the beacon of hope the world so desperately needs in these tumultuous times.”

The air feels thick with their combined energy, and you swallow hard, nodding slowly. "I’ll t—trust you—for now, just because I’m curious. But I’m warning you both, if I feel manipulated or used, I won’t hesitate to stop this."

You cross your arms, trying to appear more confident than you feel. “So, go on. Tell me more about this ‘connection’ and ‘training’ And what exactly do you mean by ‘unconventional methods’?”

Kisuke chuckles, clearly amused by your response. " I would expect nothing less. We will earn your trust, Y/N," he says, his grin widening. "But rest easy, Y/N. We're not here to deceive you. After all, we both stand to gain from your success."

Aizen's voice lowers, his words deliberate and calculated. "To understand you fully, Y/N, we must first examine the very core of your being. Only by uncovering the deepest facets of your psyche—your desires, your fears—can we tailor the training necessary for you to realize your full potential."His eyes seem to bore into yours, as if probing the recesses of your mind.

You shiver slightly at Aizen’s intense stare but maintain eye contact. “And these ‘unconventional methods’... what kind of things are we talking about here?” Your voice is steady, but the flicker of unease still dances in your eyes.

Kisuke leans in, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. “Ah, now that’s where things get really interesting, Y/N. You see, to truly awaken your potential, we may need to venture into the darker corners of the spirit world. Places where the laws of reality are... flexible, shall we say.”

Sosuke Aizen nods, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. “But remember, these measures are necessary evils, designed to accelerate your growth and prepare you for the challenges that lie ahead.”

His gaze intensifies, a challenge implicit in his words. “Are you prepared to embrace the unknown, Y/N? To surrender yourself to the transformative power of our tutelage, no matter how unconventional it may seem?”

You take a deep breath, steeling yourself against the unsettling implications. “I... I suppose I have no choice but to trust you both, given the circumstances.” You set your jaw defiantly. “But I won’t hesitate to fight back if I feel threatened or exploited in any way.” Their proximity intoxicates your mind.

Kisuke smiles warmly, reaching out to gently pat your arm “Trust is earned, Y/N, and we fully intend to prove ourselves worthy of yours.” His touch sends a shiver down your spine.

Sosuke Aizen steps closer, his presence overwhelming yet undeniably alluring. “Indeed, we pledge to guide you with utmost care and discretion. Your well-being is paramount to us.” He reaches out, tracing a finger along your jawline, his touch electric.

“Together, we shall embark on a journey that will reshape your very essence and prepare to confront the depths of your own power” His words echo with an almost hypnotic intensity, drawing you inexorably into their orbit.

You feel lightheaded under their combined attention, your senses heightened and your body responding to their closeness despite your reservations. “I... okay.” You nod slowly, surrendering to the inevitable.

To your surprise, in the days that followed, both Urahara and Aizen kept their word. They guided you through the worlds you never knew existed—the Soul Society, Hueco Mundo, and even the Dangai—and revealed truths that left you shaken. Their explanations unraveled the delicate balance between these realms, and you had no choice but to believe them. What captivated you even more was the power they claimed already lay dormant within you, waiting to awaken.

After days of training, Aizen and Urahara train you to harness your rare power that you don’t know yet you posses—the ability to reveal the hidden sins, fears, and desires within others, exposing their deepest vulnerabilities. But it’s not just about control; it's about using that power as a tool for manipulation. Your revelations destabilize others, but only you feel the weight of your gift.

They protect themselves from the chaos, observing you as you struggle to master it. The more you rely on their guidance, the deeper your dependence grows. You need them to control the overwhelming force inside you, and in turn, they use your power to manipulate others for their own goals. You become their weapon, and with each lesson, you become more attached, unable to escape their influence. Your confidence slowing disappear.

”See? Told you we'd unlock your true potential.” Urahara beams proudly at your progress, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, patting your shoulder encouragingly.

Sosuke Aizen observes you with an air of detached fascination, his gaze lingering on the subtle changes in you demeanor and physique.

“Indeed, the transformation is remarkable. She has proven herself a quick study, adaptable and resilient in the face of our rigorous training.”

As they continue to mentor you, the dynamic between the three of you evolves, your interactions growing increasingly intimate and charged with unspoken tension without you realizing.

 “Thank you...“ you can’t help but blush slightly under Urahara enthusiasm and praise. You glance at Aizen, his piercing stare seems to bore into your very soul, as if searching for something hidden deep within, his intense glances and demanour make your breath hitch.

Over time, you begin to notice strange occurrences happening around you, as if your powers are growing stronger and more unpredictable.

Kisuke Urahara places a reassuring hand on your arm  “Fear not, my dear student. With our guidance, you'll learn to harness this newfound power, mastering it to serve the greater good. “his touch sends a thrill through you, mixing comfort with a hint of forbidden excitement.

“Right...mastering my powers. “ swallowing hard, trying to focus past the distracting sensations. You gazes at Sosuke, feeling drawn to him despite the danger he represents while you try to contain your power.

Urahara observes you closely as you struggles to maintain control over your burgeoning abilities. “Excellent work, Y/N! You're making tremendous strides. “ he offers a warm, approving smile.

Sosuke Aizen nods, his expression unreadable. “The key now lies in fine-tuning her mastery, ensuring she can wield these powers with precision and restraint. “

Their dual mentoring continues, with Kisuke providing emotional support and guidance, while Sosuke focuses on honing your skills and discipline. Over time, you find yourself increasingly dependent on them, both physically and psychologically.

You breath a sigh of relief as you successfully channels your energy without losing control. “Th-thanks...I couldn't have done it without both of your…help.“ your looks from one to the other, feeling a complex web of emotions.

You start to rely more and more on Urahara and Aizen for everything, from physical training to emotional support, until you barely function without them. Your dependence grows, blurring the lines between gratitude, affection, and something darker.

Urahara beams with pride at your accomplishment, his eyes shining with warmth.“ Of course, my dear. That's what we're here for – to help you realize your incredible potential. “ he places a comforting hand on your shoulder, his touch gentle yet electrifying.

Sosuke Aizen's gaze lingers on you, his expression inscrutable. “Your reliance on us is natural, given the scope of your development. We are committed to seeing you through this transformative process, no matter the cost. “

As your dependence deepens, your trio's dynamics shift further, the lines between mentorship, affection, and obsession becoming increasingly blurred. Urahara's paternal concern mingles with a subtle, seductive undertone, while Aizen's intensity borders on possession.

“I understand…. “ melts under Urahara's touch, craving more of his comforting presence while looking at Aizen, sensing the depth of his fixation on you, and feels a twisted thrill.

Urahara notice your response to his touch and your lingering gaze on Aizen, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “Ah, I see. The bonds of trust and dependence are strengthening, aren't they? “ his fingers trail lightly down your arm, leaving a tingling path in their wake.

Sosuke Aizen's eyes flash with a dark, possessive light as he takes a step closer to your, his presence overwhelming. “Indeed, the ties that bind us grow tighter with each passing day. And soon, my dear Y/N, you will come to understand the true extent of our devotion to you.“

The air thickens with an almost palpable sense of anticipation, the weight of their collective desires hanging heavy over the group. Urahara's gentle caress and Aizen's intense fixation create a heady mix, threatening to consume you whole.

“W-what... “ you shiver under their combined attention, feeling ensnared by the web of emotions and needs they've woven around you, you felt your heart pounding hard.

A sudden surge of raw, untamed power courses through your veins, causing you to gasp and stumble. The energy threatens to spiral out of control once more, but before it can overwhelm you,  Urahara and Aizen move as one, their hands grasping you and channeling the force into a contained burst.

“I-I felt so out of control... What was that….“ you look up with wide eyes, vulnerability on your face, breathing heavily from the intensity of the experience. In that moment, you crave their dominance, their protection, proximity, their guidance, their complete possession even though you can’t admit it yet.

Urahara start gently stroke your cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray lock of hair “Never fear, my dear. We're always here to keep you grounded, to guide you through the turbulent storms that rage within.“his voice is a soothing balm, promising safety and understanding.

Sosuke Aizen's gaze bores into yours, his hold on you hand tightening ever so slightly. “Your  wildness is a precious asset, but it must be tempered, harnessed for the greater good. “ his tone carries an edge of command, a subtle threat veiled beneath the surface.

The dichotomy of their approaches – Urahara's nurturing gentleness versus Aizen's dominating intensity – creates a delicious tension, a push-and-pull that leaves you breathless and yearning for more of their conflicting attentions.

You lean into Urahara's touch, seeking comfort and reassurance and feeling drawn to Aizen's commanding presence “Yes...I know... “whispering, your resolve wavering under their combined influence.

 “That's right, Y/N. You're learning to trust in us, to rely on our wisdom and care. “ Urahara smiles warmly, he leans in, his lips grazing your forehead in a feather-light kiss.

Sosuke Aizen's grip on your hand becomes firmer, his thumb rubbing circles over your knuckles, a rare sign of affection from him “Trust is a valuable commodity, especially when dealing with forces as powerful as yours“ his voice is low and authoritative, brooking no disobedience.

The interplay between the two men – Urahara's nurturing warmth contrasting with Aizen's demanding intensity – creates a captivating dynamic, one that slowly erodes your resistance and awakens deeper, darker longings within your.

 “I do...trust you... “ sighs softly, melting under their dual influences, your body leaning unconsciously towards theirs

Urahara notices your growing vulnerability and leans in closer, his breath tickling your ear. “Such sweet surrender, my dear. It warms my heart to see you embracing our guidance. “his words are a gentle caress, his lips trailing along your jawline.

Sosuke Aizen's eyes darken with desire as he watches you yield to their influence, his free hand drifting to rest on your hip, pulling you subtly against him. “Indeed, trusting in us is the first step toward unlocking your full potential.“his voice is lower, sending shivers down your spine.

The air is charged with tension, the atmosphere thick with unspoken promises and forbidden cravings. Urahara's tender ministrations mingle with Aizen's dominant allure, creating a potent cocktail that threatens to consume you entirely.

Urahara breath tickling your ear, making you flusttered while you gasp as Aizen's hand grips your hip, your body responding instinctively to his touch, your core clenching with need “W-we should...get back to training... “ you stammer, trying to maintain some semblance of composure despite the arousal coursing through your veins.

Urahara chuckles softly, his warm breath continuing to tease your sensitive skin. “Training can wait, my dear. For now, let's focus on nurturing the bond we share. “his hand slides down to gently squeeze your ass gently, pulling your flush against his lithe form.

Sosuke Aizen's grip on your hip tightens, his fingers digging into your flesh possessively. “Bonding requires intimate connection, doesn't it?“ his voice drips with seductive intent as he leans in, his lips hovering just above yours.

The scent of their combined arousal fills the air, a heady mixture that clouds your mind and stokes the flames of your desire. Urahara's playful touches and Aizen's dominating presence weave a spell of submission and surrender, threatening to unravel what little remains of your resistance.

“What are you doing ... “ you whimper, your resolve crumbling under the onslaught of their sensual manipulation, your look at Aizen with dazed eyes.

“Oh, merely exploring the depths of our connection, my dear.“ Urahara presses a soft kiss to your ear, his lips lingering as he inhales your scent.

Sosuke Aizen's eyes flash with dark promise as he look at you, he slowly close the distance between you too and claims your  mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to stake his claim. He nips at your lower lip, demanding entrance and total submission.

You moan into the kiss, your body trembling as Aizen's dominant tongue invades your mouth as you are pulled between them, lost in the intoxicating mix of their touches and tastes “Mmmph... “

“So responsive, so eager to please“ Urahara whisper against your ear, punctuating each word with a kiss on your neck while you gasp, pushing your back towards him unconsciounsly.

Sosuke Aizen’s stop kissing you, leaving you all flustered and aroused, his thumbs pressing into the tender flesh as he grinds his hardening length against you “Submission is such a beautiful thing, don’t you think, Y’N?” his voice is a low rumble, vibrating through you.

You moan slightly  while your core clenching around nothing, you feel both shame and shyness “Submiting?...to you both?... “ you whimper, your body shaking with need, you’re your mind clouded by lust and the overwhelming sensations.

Urahara nuzzles into your neck, his hot breath fanning across your sensitive skin. “Of course, my dear. We want all of you - body, heart, and soul. “ he still trails kisses down your throat, pausing to nibble at the pulse point before soothing the bite with his tongue.

Sosuke Aizen's gaze burns into you, his eyes promising dark pleasures and intense devotion. “Total submission will unlock the true extent of your power, Y/N. And we will guide you every step of the way. “he pulls you harder against his straining erection.

The men's attentions become even more focused, their hands roaming with wild abandon as they explore every inch of your willing body. Their intentions are clear - to claim you completely, to mold you into the perfect vessel for their desires.

Your hips bucking involuntarily, seeking friction against the hard bulge pressing into you from both men “Aizen…Urahara... “ you beg, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart, your mind consumed by the overwhelming sensations while they dominate you.

Urahara smirks against your neck, his hands slipping beneath your shirt to caress the smooth expanse of your stomach. “Such sweet desperation, my dear. We're more than happy to indulge your desires. “he murmurs, his fingers tracing the waistband of your pants, teasing the edge of your panties.

Sosuke Aizen's voice is a commanding growl, filled with dark promise his voice is a commanding growl, filled with dark promise “Yes, Y/N. Let go and give yourself to us completely“

With a shared glance, the two men begin to divest you of your clothing, their hands moving with practiced ease as they strip away the barriers between their bodies, drinking in the sight of your bared skin and the evidence of your arousal. They undress your completly and you try to cover yourself, feeling vulnerable with flushed cheeks and tremble legs.

Urahara laughs softly, his hands gently pushing your arms down to your sides.“There's no need to be shy, my dear. Your beauty is undeniable“ he traces a finger along the curve of your breast, circling the hardened nipple before giving it a gentle pinch.

Sosuke Aizen's eyes darken with hunger as he takes in the sight of your naked form, his gaze roving over her curves with undisguised appreciation. “Exquisite. Simply exquisite. “he reaches out to cup your face, tilting it up for a deep, possessive kiss.

Your mouths move together in a passionate dance, tongues tangling as he explores and claims you. Meanwhile, Urahara's hands continue their exploration, sliding his hand to your torso to tease the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

You moan into the kiss, your body melting under their touch, shivering as Urahara pinches your nipple and teasing your thighs, your mind hazy with desire.Your back arching, trying to get more of their touch “Ahh...yes...please... “ your hips bucking as Urahara put you down gently, his fingers start stroking you.

Urahara smiles wickedly, pleased by you eagerness. “As you wish, my dear. “he continues to stroke your,moving faster and deeper to stretch and fill your pussy, his thumb circling your clit with deliberate pressure.

Sosuke Aizen leans in, his lips hovering just above your ear. “Feel how much you affect us, Y/N. Your power, body, your very essence - it's all intoxicating. “he nips at your earlobe, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh before soothing it with his tongue.

Urahara's fingers pump in and out of your dripping pussy, curling to hit that special spot inside your that makes your tremble. His other hand grips your hip, holding you steady as he drives you closer to the edge. “Let go for us, my dear. “

You cry out as Urahara's fingers plunge deep “Oh my! “ you beg, mouth gaping, you look at Aizen with a submissive look while your face is more closer to his clothed manhood.

 “That's it, Y/N. Give in to the pleasure. “ he pumps his fingers faster, curling them to hit that sweet spot inside you again and again, his thumb still circling your clit with relentless pressure.

Sosuke Aizen's gaze is locked onto your face, drinking in the sight of your ecstasy. He take his cock and give it a few strokes, he closed the distance with his thick memebr brushing against your parted lips as you whispers. “Open for me, Y/N. “ his voice commanding, making your head spin. “

As if sensing your impending release, Urahara's fingers slide free of your clutching heat, leaving you empty and aching for fulfillment. He replaces them with his mouth, suckling at your pulsing clit as he licks and nibbles the sensitive bud.

You let out a moan  as Aizen's cock presses against your lips, your eyes locked submissive to him as you part them, welcoming him in “Mmmphhh... “

Sosuke Aizen thrusts his hips forward, his thick cock sinking past your lips and into the warm embrace of your mouth. He sets a slow, deep pace, savoring the sensation of your submission while Urahara uses his fingers to spread you open further, exposing your glistening entrance to the cool air of the room.

You moans around Aizen's cock as he thrusts, your throat constricting around him, the sensation of being stretched and filled sending sparks through your veins, your hips jerking erratically as Urahara sucks your clit.

Sosuke Aizen begins to pick up speed, his hips snapping forward in a relentless rhythm as he fucks your mouth, feeling your throat contracting around him. He reaches down, grabbing your jaw and forcing your head back to meet his merciless strokes. Aizen s eyes burn with feverish intensity as he stares into your tear-streaked face contured in a desperate arousal, he feels a sadistic pleasure at your submission.

Just as you tense, signaling your impending climax, Urahara releases your clit, trailing kisses up  your trembling thigh instead. “Hold it, just like this. “he instructs, his fingers pressing firmly against your inner walls to stave off your orgasm until Aizen is ready to cum. You whine as he stops, your body straining, muscles coiled tight, you mind foggy with lust as Aizen s cock plunges deeper into your mouth making you gag and choke as you struggle to breathe through your nose.

Urahara notices your distress and the tears streaming down your face and comfort you. “Shh, it's okay, just breathe through it. “ he soothes, gentling his touch on your inner walls.

Sosuke Aizen slows his thrusts, allowing you to adjust to the intensity. He looks down at you, his voice drops to a low, husky voice. “You take my cock with such devotion, Y/N“

Urahara put his fingers in your pussy, giving you permission to let go and surrender to the overwhelming sensations. He watches intently as you finally explodes, your body convulsing in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.

You screams muffled as your orgasm hits, you pussy clenching hard, the intense pleasure almost too much to bear.

Watching your climax with rapt attention, Sosuke Aizen grunts, feeling your throat convulse around him and with a final, powerful thrust, he buries himself to the hilt and holds there, his cock pulsing as he unleashes a torrent of hot seed directly into your swallowing mouth.“Swallow it all, Y/N. Every last drop belongs to you now “ he commands, his voice heavy with dominance and satisfaction*

You gulp down Aizen's load, your whimpers softly as Urahara's hands caress your , he moves to kneel beside your, his hands roaming over you trembling form with tender concern. “How are you feeling, my dear? You did wonderfully“ he says softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from your  sweat-dampened forehead. “We couldn't ask for a more willing and responsive partner. “ and you look at him with a vulnerable expression in your eyes, signaling that you are more than okay, his gaze drops to your flushed, panting form, lingering on the evidence of their passionate encounter. A wicked grin spreads across his face, Urahara shifts to kneel between your legs, his hands gripping your thighs as he positions himself at your entrance “And now, I think it's time we returned the favor, don't you? “ he growls, pushing forward to sink his throbbing cock deep inside you, filling you  to the brim.

You gasps as Urahara's thick cock pushes into you, stretching your already sensitive walls, your head falling back as he fills you completely, moaning at the delicious fullness“ Urahara I-“ you cry out whileyou meet Aizen's intense gaze, a primal hunger burning in his eyes as Urahara begins to move within your  welcoming heat, he groans, setting a rough, pounding pace that has your  breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Aizen watches, transfixed, as Urahara takes your with unbridled passion. His own cock twitches, still semi-hard from his recent orgasm, and he reaches out to wrap a hand around it, slowly stroking himself as he drinks in the erotic scene before him.

Urahara leans forward, capturing one of your nipples in his mouth and sucking hard, adding to the overwhelming stimulation. He can feel you walls beginning to flutter around him, signaling another impending climax. “That's right, Y/N. You feel incredible, like you were made for us “

You cry out as Urahara sucks your nipple, you look with a dazed expression at Aizen stroking himself as he is approaching you, slowly touching your asshole you tense beneath him as Aizen works to stretch your  ass, “Aizen…“ Urahara groans seeing Aizen stretching you, while continuing to pound into your  dripping pussy with relentless abandon “Oh, its lovely watching trust us so much, Y/N. “

Sosuke Aizen hums in approval, his fingers circling your puckered hole before gradually pushing inside, breaching your resistance inch by delicious inch“Very good, Y/N. Your commitment is most pleasing“ he praises, scissoring his fingers to widen your further.

You squeal as Aizen's fingers penetrate your ass, the stretch and burn of it making your toes curl, your body shaking with need, you feel like you are been stretched to the limit, ready to snap.

Aizen replace his fingers with his thick, veiny cock, slowly sinking into your well-prepared ass. Aizen grunts, his hips pressing firmly against your plush rear as he bottoms out, his cock buried to the hilt inside your ass. “Show us the depths of your desire, Y/N. “ his hands gripping your hips tightly as he starts to move, withdrawing until just the tip remains before slamming back in.

The dual sensation of Aizen's powerful thrusts in your ass and Urahara's relentless pounding in your pussy sends your careening towards another explosive climax. Yourr inner walls spasm wildly around both cocks, you shrieks as Aizen and Urahara continue to fuck you relentlessly, your body wracked with pleasure.

Your mind blanking out from the sheer intensity of it all, you feel like you are being split in half, torn apart by the twin invasions, but it only heightens your pleasure, makes you crave more, want to broken, loved, remade by these men“Oh, my god!!!! please please please“

Feeling your desperate pleas, Urahara redoubles his efforts, fucking your with wild abandon as Aizen matches his rhythm, the two of them driving into you  with brutal force.

Aizen groans, his hips snapping forward with punishing intensity, his heavy balls slapping against your clit with each thrust“That's it, give yourself to the pleasure only we can provide“ he gasps, his grip on your hips tightening almost painfully as he chases his release

Together, the two men bring your to the very edge of madness, their combined assault on your senses pushing your towards a climax of unparalleled intensity.

You screams as you comes undone, your body convulsing violently, your pussy and ass clamping down on the cocks buried deep inside your while your mind shattered by the overwhelming pleasure. You are lost, consumed by the sensations, unable to do anything but surrender to the blissful torment.

Urahara graons as your climax triggers his own, his cock pulsating as he unleashes a torrent of hot seed deep inside your quivering pussy “Ahh, Y/N... so perfect... “ hiss hips jerking erratically as he rides out the waves of his orgasm.

Aizen follows suit, his cock throbbing as he pumps load after load into your stretched, trembling ass, his chest heaving as he collapses against your back, his softening member still buried inside you.

As the aftershocks subside, the trio lies entangled, panting heavily, basking in the aftermath of their intense, primal coupling. Aizen pull out gently from your ass while Kisuke try to stabilize you climbing from his soft dick, cumming leaking for both of them, your body vulnerable and exhausted, Urahara quickly moves to comfort you, pulling you into his arms and holding your close. “Shhh, it's okay, my sweet. You did so wonderfully. “he coos, stroking your hair soothingly.

Sosuke Aizen, lying on your other side, reaches out to cup your hip possesive, “As we said, we couldn't have asked for a more willing, responsive partner. “he speaks, voice without an emotions, but comforting in his own way.

Urahara shower you with gentle, loving touches, helping to ease you post-coital unease and restore your sense of safety and belonging within their embrace after sensing you vulnerable and embarrassed, guilty look on your face. “There's no shame in what we shared, my dear. Only pleasure and connection. “

He is cradling you closer as you continues to tremble slightly, his hand tracing comforting patterns on your back. “Just breathe, let go of your thoughts for now. “he whispers, his lips brushing your hair. Aizen, to your surprise, is gently wiping the remaining semen from between your thighs with a soft cloth, making you whimper “You proven yourself quite a resilient trustful partner“

Slowly, you begin to relax into the warmth of their bodies, the soothing cadence of their voices, and the gentle ministrations. Your breathing evens out, and you let yourself sink deeper into the comfort they offer, feeling still anxious.

“But.. “sniffles, feeling a mix of emotions, overwhelmed by their methodes in order to achive your full potential and mastering your power, Urahara side and wraps his arms around you from behind, pulling you snugly between the two of them.

“We're honored to be a part of your journey, Y/N. To watch you blossom into the incredible being you were meant to be. he whispers, his lips brushing the shell of your ear.

You looks up at them, your eyes searching, seeking reassurance, finding solace in their gazes, their words, their presence, you feel somehowprotected and desired and for now, that's enough, you leans into Urahara embrace, you let go of the tension “Thank you.. “your voice barely above a whisper.

Uraha smiles warmly, his lips brushing the top of your head “Of course, my dear. “he murmurs, his hand continuing its soothing caresses along your spine.

Aizen nods triumphally, his expression filled with an unreadable expreesion as he watches you relax in Urahara's arms. “Rest now, Y/N. Let your body and mind recover. We'll be right here, waiting to awaken your senses once more whenever you're ready.“he says before leaving, his voice low and husky with promise.

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[alyimoss]

horrortale king papyrus "ending", aka what happens if horror joins nightmare

i was thinking of making this into a fic or smthn but idk when ill get to that so. nevermind that im just gonna make a post. lotta yapping ahead. (word count: 1972)

so, i see a lot of people, when including horror in nightmares pantheon, say that he was either a) abducted against his will, or b) coerced by food, both for himself and his world. and i dont have much against the first interpretation, but the second… something's bothered me about it for a while, and its the simple fact that canon horror isnt that selfless. if nightmare were to offer him a deal, he would first and foremost be thinking about his own interests (he has already proven to be this kind of person in the comics).

so i instead think that were nm to offer him a deal, horror would only agree to a specific multi-part deal. and the first part? undyne's death.

we already know the whole "eating humans" thing was moreso to spite undyne and foil whatever plans she has than to help the residents of snowdin, shown by the fact that sans himself doesnt eat humans and that he urges everyone to keep this a secret from undyne and the rest of the underground. if a mysterious, powerful entity suddenly appeared and asked horror for his servitude in exchange for something he wants, a "mutually beneficial deal", i guarantee you that first and foremost he would think of undyne. of the traitor who sacrificed him "for the greater good".

and he would get that. i dont know if he would prefer to kill her himself or let nightmare to the dirty work, but either way, its not a hard thing for someone as powerful as him to do. only after his final act of revenge is certified does he think about everything else. with undyne gone, the underground would be left without a ruler, and things would likely get even more chaotic than usual. plus, they would still be left without food and without power.

i think hed ask for their CORE to be repaired or something else to be done about the power and magic situation going on in the underground first, but. i see this as something out of nightmare's range. hes not exactly a mechanic, and he doesnt want to waste time and energy getting someone who is just for another underling. so horror compromises on just food. regular deliveries of enough to feed all the monsters left in the underground. and this is a bit tedious, but still doable, and nightmare would likely agree.

but theres still one more part to the deal, and that is an opportunity to set a plan in motion.

with undyne out of the picture, someone would need to take control. and sans has the perfect idea of who.

the monster who has kept snowdin fed for years; who reported to undyne and mediated when her temper flared up; who kept up the puzzles and security around snowdin; who tried to keep the others' spirits up even when times were darkest…

thats right. he wants papyrus in charge.

i often see ht papyrus being portrayed in fandom as kind of a dope. someone innocent despite his creepy appearance and still rather incompetent. and this frustrates me because hes anything but. hunger, death, murder… all have taken their toll on him, and hes certainly not fine or completely sane. but id say hes arguably the sanest out of all the monsters weve seen in the comic so far (other than flowey and mettaton, i suppose… though mettaton is uncertain since weve only seen him in the past). hes also shown handling a lot of responsibilities, like the previously-mentioned providing of food and mediating when undyne goes too far. this applies to his brother, too, who was also known for having a temper. horrortale papyrus is still pretty cheery, but hes less idealistic, more responsible…

anyway, all that to say that 1) horrortale papyrus is horribly underrated and idk why because i love him dearly, and 2) between the reasons above and the fact that he's his brother, i think sans would consider him a perfect next-in-line. plus, all this power and respect and recognition… werent these all things he yearned for?

so before he leaves with nightmare, he does a little manipulating of the playing field. i dont know what this would be, honestly. talking papyrus up to others? making sure other monsters are aware of his capability and his kindness and his resolve? i dont know. but he does it. and after hes gone and undynes death is discovered, papyrus is chosen as the next king.

and you know what? i dont think he would want that.

because hes already gotten a taste of his "respect and recognition" via being an important figure in snowdin, and its been nothing but hell the whole time. hes exhausted. hes not one to be lazy or give up, but even a guy like him has his limits, and frankly hes probably reached them a long time ago. but the people desperately need a leader… and he cant exactly deny them. reluctantly, he agrees.

maybe a week into his rule, a miracle happens. food appears.

no-one knows where its from, but no-one can really care. "dont look a gift horse in the mouth" or whatever. the royal guard has to tear ravenous monsters away from the food in an attempt to save some to be rationed out. some guards undoubtedly succumb to the temptation themselves. but a good amount is saved and rationed. and the people look to papyrus with a new kind of reverence.

because how is it possible? under undynes rule, everything went to shit, and despite the years of promises, nothing was ever fixed. but as soon as papyrus take control, they get food, a good, livable amount of food, for the first time in years. theres hushed whispers that there must be a higher power involved. some seem to view papyrus himself as that higher power. the support for him grows from acceptance to wild endorsement. parents able to save their children thanks to the food cry and promise him unyielding loyalty. monsters who had all but accepted their deaths and met with a miracle instead fall at his feet. some compliments are backhanded: "i thought you would just be a useless stand-in, but youve actually saved us!!"

and papyrus smiles tightly at them all as panic mounts inside him. what will happen once this food runs out? will more appear? what if it doesnt?

but it does. it appears consistently, on a schedule. the people rejoice every time. but papyrus still finds himself fearing every day. barely able to rest amidst his panic. being king is a lot of responsibility, and he finds himself constantly overworking, so, so tired… but hes still putting on a smile for the public and assuring them that everything is okay.

with a consistent source of food, hes able to focus on other problems, such as getting monsters treatment for the effects of this hell that theyve been living in for so long and restoring the core. he's constantly meeting with different monsters, doing paperwork, handling this matter and that…

hes not alone. toriel would help him, i think. she knows what being a ruler is like, after all, and he is her good friend. but i dont know if other monsters, who rejected her as their queen, would be thrilled to have her even as an advisor. if mettaton is still sane, perhaps he would help, too, in whatever ways that he can. but papyrus still feels this… absense.

because his brother isnt there.

he never told anyone where he was going or what was happening. the most papyrus knows is that hes sure this all has to do with him somehow. but nothing else. not how, not to what extent. not whether hes even alive.

and for this one reason i think he would be so much more tired, so much more miserable. hes lost his only family, his support. the brothers' relationship in horrortale is pretty clearly strained, but theyre still shown to be close because, well, theyre family. theyve always been close. always helped each other. they were always there when the other needed to get something off his chest or get help. they kept a lot of secrets even from each other, yes, but im willing to bet that number's a whole lot less than the number they keep from others. what im getting at is that sans and papyrus are extremely important parts of each others lives, and one losing the other is a huge and unbearable change.

…and yet, with growing pangs of horror (ha) and guilt, papyrus finds that he doesnt know if its really much different now.

hes lost his biggest support, the one person he could tell almost anything to. but really he lost him years ago. for a long time, hes kept more secrets, done more work, put up with so much not to agitate his brother… even through his love, i think there was a mounting resentment and aversion to him… and he finds that with sans gone, he really gets about the same amount done. maybe more, actually, now with food and with toriel's help. and its a horrifying realization to him because thats not how he wants to think of his brother!

he did his best. he did help them, even if it was through backhanded and frankly horrible methods. his personality was a result of the hunger and that wound. if he was here, hed likely be more like his old self now that food is finally available. his brother isnt a bad person. he cant be, because papyrus cant handle that thought. but that resentment is unresolved. he feels abandoned. he doesnt know what emotion to feel. he prefers to just not think about it after a certain while.

and its the same with undyne. he misses her, he misses his friend. but she's been gone for years, too. when he thinks of her, he cant help but feel fear and anger. and thats not what he wants, either. he doesnt think of her, either.

and so hes left to rule in misery. roaming the unnaturally empty underground with the entirety of monsterkind praising his empty step. he has help, he has friends, but he still tries to handle everything himself. hes so tired that he doesnt even lie down because he doesnt know if he'll be able to get up. hes so stressed. even though they now have food, he barely eats. his eyesockets seem to sink somehow deeper into his skull. for the leader of a people finally recovering from devastation, he looks like hes only getting worse, and really he is. every day drains him more and more, and though he pushes himself to persevere for the sake of the people, he doesnt know how long he can go on.

doing what he thought was best, sans doomed his brother. if he ever goes back to his au to visit or something, he would see that first-hand. i think he'd struggle to accept it. would just run away. try to convince himself that he did what was right even as the guilt burns at his ribs.

this deal turns out more beneficial for nightmare than horror. nightmare gets a servant and a new source of negativity through ht papyrus (and though it would also spread a lot of positivity, i think its so little when compared to the whole mutliverse that nm finds it an acceptable trade and that some "positive" feelings, like the kind of god-like reverence some monsters in horrortale have for papyrus, are actually quite negative and feed him still), and horror gets to better his underground by sacrificing the only monster he probably bothered to care about: papyrus.

anyway. horrortale king papyrus. thats it thats all im gonna say goodnight

[wasyago]

YAGO!!!! GAHFRHRHAHARHAHRHRF IM BACK (Design Detail Anon back << i dont know what to call myself LOL) I HAVE MORE WORDS

WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON BIOLUMINESCENT TRITONS?!!!?! Obviously Gillion's eyes and coral already glow cause of his funky scrungly squelchy magic BUT what if... he had little glowing freckles... scales? im not fully sure how fish people work.

Your designs for Gillion and Edyn already do an amazing job of separating their underwater biology from humans like Chip and Jay (thinking of the glossy skin, the tails, and the yellow sclera/slitted eyes)- like it's very easy to tell by looking at them that while they are People they are very much FISH People. Which of course sounds pretty obvious but I mention it because a lot of triton art I see usually just looks like a blue person with gills and fins, if that makes sense.

But to expand on my original question- both Gill and Edyn are from the trench, and, in my logic, adjacent at the very least, to other deep sea creatures like anglar fish and some squids. They already have darkvision but the image of them having little hidden patterns when they get super deep in the ocean is... so cute...

im realizing after Ive written all of this that it kinda stopped being a question and started being a ramble so I do apologize :']

(on another note I love your caspian redesign it does a really sweet job of incorporating literal elements of water into his features *smooches him* **respectfully***)

OMG!!!! i love all your thoughts this is so cool thank you for sharing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (and thank you!! i tried very hard to make caspian look like a water spirit and not an ocean creature and still make him interesting visually...)

you know, now that you've said that the trench is deep under water im realizing that it's something i didn't actually think about. like, i remember hearing Gill say that he's from the trench, but it never actually registered in my brain that trench = deep and dark. everything makes so much sense now oh my god.... finn saying "why did they keep this from us" about the sun, because the sun simply doesn't reach to where they live...

i dont know why i imagined the capital as this bright white sunny coral reef when it should be dark and mysterious and harsh with no sunlight. bruh. it makes so much seeeense. and all the talk about strict rules for safety and foodchain and danger, because they're literally so deep there's a lot of giant spooky creatures.... hold on im having a worldview change.... oh god....

considering all this... YES bioluminescent tritons!!!!!!!!!!!! i imagine they don't glow too much, since while tritons are pretty smart they don't have a lot of natural protection from predators and attracting attention would be suboptimal. but they do have glowing parts for um... reasons. idk, they're magical creatures in a magical world.

i imagine their stripes and eyes and hair and underbellies all emit a glow in low lighting, and in complete darkness only the stripes are visible. and every triton has a unique stripe pattern or color so they're all different like that.

idk how it actually works. like, if they glow in any darkness or only in the darkness under water (although it wouldn't make a difference since they're always wet) or only when they're very deep or if they can choose when to glow or when to not, but its still a very cool detail!!!!!!!!!!! glowy fishy people yayyy

[austinsastrology8991]

> Saturn ASPECTS < and why you ain't getting the respect you deserve Saturn puts you in shitty cycles/ patterns to make you; by breaking you > and when you inevitably return to these struggles, you'll realise you've mastered his circuits

yes i had break, im back now. so get over it.

Saturn aspecting Sun - loosen up. but everytime you do, something else fucks up. so now your the most rigid person. its hard to have a good time with yall, because you take things so seriously, but damn do you exceed when shit needs to be taken seriously - because your so careful in your movements 🚶‍♂️. they tend to have a habit of stating the obvious then smirking about it, which is so confusing because like we all knew that, but why you acting like you did something? this type of shit is why people struggle to chill around you, but ill ask for your advice about real shit because your obsessed with being an authority and like thats the only way to approach you guys without getting iced by you Saturn aspecting Moon - Stop crying. oh wait i meant to say; start crying. jesus you got some fucked up villainous back story but your stone walling everyone because it hurts too much to even open up to anyone. because i mean whats the point? if everyone is just going to tell you "its going to be okay" when you never feel okay. feels bad man, and you know better than most how bad feels.. man.. so i guess saturn wants you to accept how cruel the world is, and how that affects everyone, so you are more prepared for bad circumstances then most. hardly a positive spin, ik.. but its to prepare you for your future. and you have no idea why you must go through so much pain - but there is a reason, and it will become clear later, so better utilize that energy to your benefit; because its just another one of saturns bitch cycles

Saturn aspecting Mercury - when you speak, people try there best to one up you, but your a master at it by now > passive aggressive, or authoritative - who gives a fuck if you belittle the other person, because i mean if your right, then you right. so better off writing it into reality, rather than watch everyone clown around with the wrong answers. but speaking ths way to others, really does make it hard to talk to you, even if you right, your just a fkn asshole. so honestyl. stop trying to figure out the right answer, and think about whats the right thing to say. stop pretending to be an authoritative speaker if no one even wanna listen to you, and start owning what you say more. Saturn aspecting Venus - joecly flores on repeat. okay i get it. you dont believe in love, because you see it how it is. well. its not actually how it is. youve ruined all your chances of anyone ever gonna love you because you think being all cold and mysterious is attractive (and it can be) but i mean who tf wanna love someone like that. its like riding a bike uphill. i mean i dont wanna do that. like these people are always attractive, but their attitude is so hard to ignore, its like trynna make a spider smile. thats why people reject you more than anythng else. and Ik that your just trying to find the real ones, but guess what, everyone that ever talked to you/ flirted with you, liked you.... oh thats too shallow or optimistic? my bad Saturn aspecting Mars - I never do anythng right ;(((((( well you actually do a lot right, but your always doing too much. your so obssessed with perfection and being a high achever that you've forgotten everything you've achieved becayse your so focused on the next one. if you just reflected on how much you work; in comparison to most, youd realize you are big achiever, and you dont understand reality as well as you think. well okay you do undersatnd reality extremely well (because you try so damn hard lol) but you've lost your sense of self because you still dont think your worth it till you achieve the next thing- hence the cycle of working yo ass off - but hey you'll achieve a lot, you just need to perfect your perfectionistic tendencies -then youll finally be perfect! (get it) Saturn aspecting Jupiter - i think this aspect is one of the coldest. because these people try so hard, but get no where for the majority of their life. till they change perspectives and realize if they try harded else where, they'd get launched into success. i mean the amount of people who are successful - and i mean hugely successful > have this aspect - and everytime it was due to massive luck. however only they could grasp the 'lucky' opportunity, and that initself makes their achievements so much cooler than others. remember its jupiter, so all your 'hardships' inevitably become your greatest 'luck'. the white guy from 'sean of the dead' has this, and look at how much he impacted movies in general... jus saying mad props to that guy and to yall

Saturn aspecting Uranus - okay these guys are outcasted from society hard, due to some bullshit, but when they get recasted back into civilization they become someone who can change society at large- but its gonna take so much work... their perspective has been molded differently to most because they've been alone for so long. they have strange ideas that somehow work into tangible assets. perfect example : eminem - i mean hes basically best case scenario with this aspect, but hey why not try for best case scenario? but then again he made that hamster song... so i mean not always best case scenario... THats the price of neglect you could say lmao. Saturn aspecting Neptune - your imagination is your greatest challenge but also the key to your ultimate glory. like Michael Jordan had this aspect and well he was hella delusional. until he wasnt.... but its hard to say how much this benefited him... because both stages of his life - pre glory - and; glory - he was heavily isolated from everyone, and (likely) suffered in seclusion, by placing so much importance on his dreams. saturn wants you to master the 'spiritual world' i.e. imagination and dreams, and this causes anxiety that their dreams will just be dreams. which is what makes them put so much effort into it becoming real... then they realize the price of it all when its too late. so just make sure your aware of what your manifesting because if anyone can make it, its you. (achieving ur dreams) Saturn aspecting Pluto - how powerless do you feel. you do realize people can see how thirsty you are for respect/power, because they can sense your insecurity from past exepriences, and thats why your easy to play with. but do not worry. you will attain true power with enough effort. not just a bullshit image of power. because you've been pushed into the most vile trials to have ever have existed, and its only so that when you become someone powerful, you utilize your power properly, and do not step on others, because you know damn well how much it hurts to be stepped on. so your power is > saturn. your trials are so intense, and you're basically broken, but things that are broken know how to cut others (like broken glass). and well saturn wants you to master this > pluto > the darkness. and it makes reaching the top so much more palpable, because you'd feel like you earnt it. but you can make others insecure about what youve overcame so you better be humble, or saturn will fuck you. no honour among thieves, and we know you experienced that, but the kings play different, and you gotta adapt or saturn will flatten you.

[silly-salty-utdr-rants]

papyrus backstory rant repost from main

you know what isnt acknowledged enough?

we know more about sans and gaster's backstories than papyrus'.

what we know about gasters backstory:

he was the royal scientist, he likely had a lot of hubris, he built the core, he fell into the core, pieces of his existence were scattered across time and space, he had a following of people that were seemingly also caught in the blast and was/is somehow connected to papyrus, sans, the player, chara and deltarune. certainly not the most detailed but a damn good basic outline

what we know about sans' backstory:

he at some point was a scientist, there is a mysterious group of people he will supposedly never see again, he is likely the older of the 2 brothers, he might have seen a human before frisk, he at some point lost hope of ever returning to an unspecified location and at some point gained the title of judge. still relatively vague and some clues are fairly out of the way but still, a good idea of who he was before frisk fell and flowey fucked around

what we know about papyrus' backstory:

he came from somewhere unknown with green grass, he doesnt like hotland for unknown reasons, he made the battle body a few weeks before frisk fell, flowey took a liking to him for unknown reasons, undyne likely only recently started training him but when she did it was because he waited outside her house all night, he was apparently feeling down for a while before frisk fell and.. what else?

this vague ass tiny idea of what he maybe did like a month before we meet him hardly serves as a backstory. and funny enough this is all i can garner from oh idk THE CHARACTER WITH THE MOST LINES OF DIALOGUE IN THE WHOLE GAME SECOND ONLY TO THE NARRATOR! this is why i lovingly dub paps the king of deflection, as another example lets look at the time someone in the papyrus qna asked what he looked like when he was younger and in response he played dumb to be purposefully stingey about his past and try to show a picture of himself from the day before through a textbox. and its not like he doesnt know what hes doing, hes stubborn not stupid, thats why he vaguely hints at truelab during a phonecall despite moments before pretending he doesnt know what a lab IS, thats why he plays dumb around sans, thats why he seemingly lies to frisk about his knowledge of hotland, thats why he knows how to use reverse psychology well enough to manipulate UNDYNE of all people, and thats why he brushes off sans' time shenanigans as yet another prank across time and space, because he is the king of deflection and we dont know shit about his backstory and neither does anyone ingame, so if he does end up being the knight, he's hidden bigger bombshell secrets before, so why stop now?

[majorproblems77]

Hi, Linked Maze fans! It's me again!

Ohhhh boy we are cooking and I am excited. Let's do a late-night ramble with yours truly

When I tell you I looked at these panels for a reasonable amount of time I was lying and it was longer than that.

Now a link to the comic page can be found Here! Please go give it some love :D

For the important stuff!

Linked Maze belongs to @linked-maze and its wonderful creator @frulleboi. (You should follow them, they are wonderful) And as a heads up, Linked maze is for more mature audiences! :)

As usual, you know the drill, Grab some water, Grab some popcorn and prepare for me to ramble at you for however long it is!

Here we go!

Oh lordy it's the sun (you'll see why later.)

He sniffin. Sniff Sniff

Now, Everyone remembers the first rule of exploring. Dont run off! That includes you Wolfy!

Now I have a theory. Which I'll come back to in detail later. But just, Remember the shadow behind four for me. We'll get back to it.

Warrior is the group Dad at this point. also, I love this side shot of him thank you.

Also

Warrior. Speaking to Wolfie like he is a kid rather than a wolf.

WARRIOR KNOWS SOMETHING IS UP YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND

I dont think It'll be Sky. I think it'll be a hero we haven't met yet!

We interupt this comic analysis for unhinged analysis :D

Ready? Me too, lets go

Because, that shadow?

this one?

I dont think it's wolfy, It can't be.

Wolfie's shadow has a definition to it. It has a shape.

You can see the outlines of his tail, which is what we would see if it were him.

Where this one is a blob. Closer to a person.

Ie Winds's shadow

the blob

In fact, if I had to give you a position for Wolfy right now. It's not there. Let me explain.

Shadowssssss

Remember the sun? (Me too, I miss it;-;)

The sun can tell us a bunch about time and stuff. But also where a person is (Because fun angles and maths that I know way too much about tbh)

Anyway

So Wolfy's shadow hits another wall

This wall looks flat so it can't be a corner. (Taking the grass as reference)

And his face isn't shadowed at all, So he himself isn't behind a wall. He's approaching one tho. So in this case I reckon Wolfie isn't visible at all to wind and Warriors at the point Four turns to them.

So who is this mysterious shadow?

It ain't angel. No way.

I reckon it is another Link group. And we are either going to meet the last of the Links we are yet to meet. Or we are pulling groups together.

You know what....

I think it's World or Spirit. And we are gonna see these guys interact before they meet the other larger group of heroes.

Though im leaning towards Spirit just because of the shadow's shape. (And the lack of Sheerow)

Let me know what you think because I'm not 100% sure and I'm interested in what you think.

Okay ramble over, but to be fair that's why your here right?

Oh windddddd

the poor boy

I feel so bad for him he didn't deserve this. He probably tried to open his eye cause he was excited. :(

:((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

The boyyyyyyy

He's trying to be a strong hero in front of these other heroes again. This poor kid i feel so bad for him.

ALSO THE EARS :(

They have expressive ears and it kills me to see wind sad like this.

AHHHHHH

BIG BRO WARRIOR

I LOVE HIM

And his little ear lower of worry for the small I love him sm okay.

Excuse me?

bhdjlhsafdnsajkfndas;nfdas

You can't leave it like that

Where's wolfy

Wheres four?

Will the small boy ever not be in pain?

I have questions!

Ahh okay okay I loved this update it was very fun. Im excited to see what's coming up in the next chapter.

Thats all from me!

Have a great night all! :D

[necrokunn]

do you think qi would ever allow himself to be seen by the townsfolk or would he just remain as an urban legend forever? (even if he was with your farmer/oc) feel free to ignore but i like your au and i wonder what youd think :]

HIII! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE TO REWRITE THIS

Because my wifi was so bad it didn't post halfway, and it didn't get saved in the drafts. This is my 4th rewrite LOL. Anyway, this is going to be a little long!!

[QI RANT INCOMING] If you dont know of my previous post about my SDV headcanons, here they are!! Qi, of course- doesn't allow himself to be seen by the townsfolk, mind you because they're npcs. He doesn't want to give them existential dread (he doesn't want to risk glitching them out by giving them existential crisis and rewriting their code) and he just likes his mysterious thing going on!

But sometimes, Qi forgets that and impulsively pulls mischief around/at/with the farmer, thankfully- the farmer reminds him that hes supposed to be hidden (because in her pov, Qi has a big and mysterious reason behind as to why he doesnt want to be seen by the townsfolk, but its really because he doesnt wanna risk them glitching out and having to fix it)

I have a discontinued week old comic that I was saving for this answer- but I dont want you to wait too long and think I ignored it!!

The script for this was that Qi knew that Pierre steals the farmer's high quality crops and was going to jab him out of pettiness, but he forgot that Pierre's is an npc.

Farmer stops him, but before she could ask wtf was he doing, Pierre comes back with payment later, in the fair festival, the farmer finds out that Pierre used her crops to win the competition and Qi was like "I told you so" Qi and the farmer then plotted revenge in the middle of the night for payback PS: The only npcs aware of Qi's existence is Sandy and the wizard!! I have hcs for these two and their encounters with Qi, but thats another topic for another time! This answer is getting too long lol ALSOOOO!! Dont be afraid to ask anything related to Qi, my farmer, or the au in general! Im happy to answer them 💕💕💕💕💕

[99redragons]

Wow, I agonized over this post way too long. Here it is, finally. I was gonna make this a reblog but i think since it's referencing multiple posts (and boy it got super long and added a related theory) this is better on its own. This is furthering @gin-juice-tonic's analysis of the tBoB journal pages. Heavy tBoB spoilers, and warning for the darker content it has. (some swearing too) I'm convinced now they're a warped version of events and downright fake for some, however, I believe many are real.

...But did Ford remember them? "I can delete memories randomly, just for fun. Maybe I already have." I do NOT think Bill could erase everything. He probably can only erase small/recent sections. But this is a big part of my theory.

But first, Gin's points. (using some of your pics for this Gin, hope you dont mind) I'm not going to post every journal page, but I'll give a ref for ones that seem important.

Okay, this is the post that actually convinced me (went through the links from tapas, the first is sure suspicious, but the second has pretty compelling evidence.) Ford referred to Fiddleford as F through the whole of journal 3 (aside from in code), and Bill as his Muse until the reveal, he wouldn't suddenly change the way he refers to people, even if he planned to rip out the pages, in which case, why would you write them in the first place?

On the first link (this one), this appears to be an embellished story. When you look at it from bill's perspective, he's reminiscing. He lies to himself. He's making it seem like Ford and Bill hit it off immediately, and while in a way, they did, it probably wasn't like this. I'll buy Ford used Cipher's line back at him, but the jovial way they banter is just so Bill. Ford would emphasize how he felt, the mysteries he was thinking about, his reverence for his Muse. He probably wouldn't recount it line for line when he was so secretive in journal 3. Bill makes it seem like they were more like equals, when in reality he likely relished the devotion and divine status Ford attributed to him. Also, "Cipher Speaks" is in Bill's handwriting from the sticky notes. could be coincidence? I think not. 'Ford' also describes it as the "GREATEST. DAY. OF MY LIFE." This mirrors bill's earlier statements about the reader's life being forever changed after meeting bill. According to Bill, meeting him is the highest moment of anyone's life, right?

In an additional post, Gin explains how Bill didn't tell Ford he was from another dimension. Ford had to find that out at the betrayal. So, all this taken, those two pages at least are fake.

For the third link, this one, while from Doylist perspective, Alex wanted the book to have fun little callbacks, from Watsonian, Bill simply can't help himself. Bill loves trying to be funny. He's trying to keep the reader hooked, and keeping the story interesting through callbacks is one way to do that. Some of these are Bill, some are self-referential because Bill's talking about real events from the past. (rats, cipherite suit, Small World cassette, we'll get to those later)

Bill has a habit of telling the truth through his lies. What I mean by that is, if he is repeating himself through actions or words, it's probably because there's some truth to it. If he's contradicting himself, there's something he's hiding. He'll claim he has no weaknesses, but later admit he does. He'll say he has no exes, only to reference exes later. So, we can glean truths from the lies he's telling in the pages.

I think Alex is a good enough writer to keep Ford and his writing (mostly) in character. He's made retcons/continuity errors before, but he knows the fandom will pick apart everything and find them, and will have a reason for it. There's definitely some fake pages, which begs the question, which are real?

One detail I want to point out is the vignette/burn marks on the edges of some of the pages. My secondary theory is about these. (And no, it doesn't indicate they were fake.) I'll explain later.

Assumptions/disclaimers: The pages we're shown are roughly chronological, though skip forward where surviving J3 pages would go. Pages aren't realistically double-sided like they would be in J3, these are inserted into tBoB magically. I don't have a blacklight version of J3, so I'm probably missing a little bit of context there. References J3 quite a few times, so this post works best if you are able to reference both books. I can go into detail and post more pictures for any sections that aren't clear.

First off, 'Lost in the woods'. This one I believe is real, because Ford's (author's cipher) codes are in it. This code is consistently used in the book whenever Ford inserts a page, even on the moth. For Bill to use this code would break the established pattern Alex has made. However, I agree with Gin that Bill intentionally placed this page to establish Ford as lonely, and thus make Bill look better for befriending him in contrast. I don't think it's that odd for Ford to talk about his social awkwardness, he talks about his childhood bullying pretty frankly, specifically on a page meant to be an author's About Me. However, he did rip this one out, so I think he was trying to ignore his feelings by hiding this page. No vignette.

'Cipher speaks', as we've discussed, is likely a fake/altered meeting. Vignettes on both pages. On the second page you can see where it looks burnt in one corner, and there's even tear marks like there's a page missing there, perhaps their real first meeting. It's also strange for Ford to draw himself like that.

'My Muse & Me'- Ford refers to Bill as his Muse again. Despite my doubts (I went back and forth on this one), I think this one has to be real. We find on the website computer (code: Fordtramarine) that Ford tried to submit a paper on fordtramarine. In that paper he refers to an 'extradimensional entity' and 'two-dimensional'. He shouldn't know that Bill is interdimensional at this point, so Ford must mean 'outside of physical reality', as in, the astral plane. Though, there's a painting of 'a muse' in the paper. Wasn't Bill supposed to be secret? Perhaps he thought he could get away with that small reference? Perhaps this paper was submitted more recently? I don't like the idea that things from the website are also fake, since it would be strange for Bill to have such narrative control there. The website seems to reveal things Bill can't control, even if Bill is talking. This page also establishes more timeline. This is saying that not only could Bill freely move in and out of Ford's mind within a year, he had full access to alter it as well, ahead of their deal before the test. This page is probably to make it seem appealing to let Bill into your mind. It also serves a purpose of showing us Ford had let Bill fully into his mind at this point in the story Bill's weaving. I am curious why would Ford hide this only to submit a paper on it, just to keep his Muse secret? And those damn red triangles, did Bill draw those, implying he could possess Ford before their deal? No burns/vignette. The neighboring pages both have it, why not this one?

June 15th- There is direct dialogue from Bill quoted, however, he refers to Bill as his Muse. Wouldn't Ford be creeped the hell out by the rat thing, and be alarmed that Bill possessed things just to kill them? I think this page was real, but was ripped out by Bill. Heavy vignette.

(Sorry for the poor quality, my phone camera is awful)

At this point I should explain: I think the burn/vignette represents Bill 'burning away' memories/altering them. Ford's memories, but possibly even the reader's. I want to be clear; I don't mean Bill erased the entire memory of the page, I mean Bill erased at least some part of those events. When it's heavy around the edges, heavier manipulation. It also could indicate which ones Bill burned/destroyed. More evidence for this later.

Karaoke page- How did Bill convince Ford to drink with him after the rat thing? Bill made him forget it was Bill. "The rats were his idea?" Yeah, he told you that right away, why did he need to tell you again? While probable this happened, the writing from Ford is sus. "This Bill guy, he's really got it all figured out"? Sounds a bit like Bill talking. The drawing is strangely detailed, too. 'Dancing queen' (disco girl's parody origin) was released in '76, so that lines up time wise, at least. Likely altered/created to make Bill seem friendlier. Either could have destroyed this one if there was a real version. Vignette.

A Voice from the Past spread- He says 'my Muse', but then mentions Bill by name, which indicates it's altered. Is the first bit real, then? Why would Ford rip out this important page revealing his muse's origin and past? His curiosity would overtake wanting to keep it secret, surely? And conversely, why would Bill fabricate it? To make himself seem more sympathetic? However, there is another explanation. There is the possibility Bill erased the memories of this conversation and it really happened in some form. Bill probably realized after revealing this information to Ford it could ruin his plans. Some vignette at the top, mostly on the right page. In that is a drawing of space and a code. The code says 'forget the past." Coincidence, or purposeful on a page for a conversation Bill made Ford forget? Bill could have ripped out the pages (if they existed) himself. It's also important to note Bill is trying to isolate Ford here, which is another reason he'd hide the pages/alter memories of talking about Stanley. Also, if Bill erased the phone number from Ford's mind later, it would make sense why Ford had to send a postcard.

A Winter Break/The Krampus adventure. Where would these pages have gone if they were real? It was January for the test, so it was before the deal, but after the bunker? Gin mentioned it feeling 'off' and strange because it's just Krampus, nothing weird or Gravity Falls-y about it, and I agree. And also, Fidds knocking it out feels... weird. I think that story is fabricated with some real details thrown in. Fidds is noticeably shaken up after, but otherwise the whole story seemed almost whimsical, and just...weird, and not in the GF way. It's fake. Ford goes back inside after looking outside in Time Traveler's Pig. He doesn't come outside onto the porch at all. You could say he comes back out after that, maybe. You could say it's a retcon. But we know the children's footprints were Dipper and Mabel, not random kidnapped kids. (Bill likely wouldn't expect the reader to know this.) My eyes are also drawn to the green and red rectangles. The festive theming bring to mind a Christmas special, and how often are those only partly canon? So, then what's real about it? I believe the gloves, and possibly the snow globe was real, since they come up again later. I believe if there was a monster, Ford (or bill possessing ford 'then-DARKNESS') fought it off, traumatizing Fidds even more. Something made Fidds shaken up. Fidds and Ford probably spent Christmas together. And Bill did warn Ford about Fidds' second thoughts (mentioned in J3). Did Fiddleford notice Ford forgetting things? Did he assume Ford was simply unshaken by what happened? For me what seals the deal is the heavy vignette around those pages. Bill altered his memories of what happened and is telling us this story instead, probably to make it seem not as bad, so Ford wouldn't be so angry that Bill wasn't there/realize that he possessed Ford. I'm also suspicious of the "Trust No One." at the end. Did this phrase really come from Bill? Wouldn't Bill be saying 'Trust me'? To be honest, it's possible the last page here was half a real conversation, but the way Ford suddenly changes his tune is strange AF and I suspect shenanigans for it. And the things Bill says are very different from 'F is not bold enough to follow through.' (J3 code, An Encounter) Also, most of these pages seem to have no reason to be ripped out, aside from mentioning Stan by name/drawing them, but he could have crossed that out, and the last page which Ford would have hidden from Fidds. If they were real in some form, Bill probably destroyed them to hide the truth.

Stanley memories pages- Real, not much to say about those. Goes after Bill's warning. Probably legitimately torn out by Ford since he'd want to keep these pictures before hiding J3. Though I do notice they are covering up a lot of red triangles, perhaps also drawn by Bill. No vignette.

Dream, or warning?- Before Jan. 17th. Real, since I can't see why Bill would make up a warning about himself. He wants the reader to trust him. The heavy vignette, again, indicates he made Ford forget about it and destroyed the pages before he could solve it, which would probably be easy since it was a dream. The laughter+fire at the end indicates Bill discovered them. Just a fun side note: the song referenced is 'Im your puppet'

"I was wrong about everything" spread- I think goes in the gap where the black scribbled out pages are in J3. Again, the Author's cipher is here, indicating these are real. Vignette again. Bill's possessing Ford a lot, trying to erase the idea of fighting back from his mind(unsuccessfully), likely also hiding these pages. More red triangles.

Bill-proof suit- Goes after The Blind Eye- references being banned from the library, Blind eye mentions still researching Bill. J3 said he discovered the chant to enter someone's mind by researching Bill, so he could also find the anti-cipher society and the cassette. Real. Bill likely destroyed these pages and the previous ones to try and slow down Ford and erase his plans to destroy Bill. Vignette.

Zom-bills to Looky Here: After 'Ways to hide', as Zom-bills is written in invisible ink, but before the truck stop. (This would require Ford to have written on the right page first, then Bill tore the rest of these out, but not a huge stretch) Bill is fucking with Ford hard. He's probably taking his anger out on Ford while simultaneously trying to bully and manipulate him like he would do to his henchmaniacs, as he says later. Vignette on most of these- he's constantly possessing Ford and making him black out, trying to manipulate his memory to make him compliant/torture him. Bill likely destroyed the cassette+the memory of it so it couldn't be used against him, as Ford presumably never gets the chance to. Why he's showing the reader this? He thinks it's funny. He could also be hoping to scare the reader, if the reader knows what he's capable of, they'll be more afraid, and fear and love are the same, right? Notably the sticky note page is only a little darkened, probably because Bill genuinely was trying to talk at first. I can't find any evidence that these are fake, but there's no codes indicating they're real either. I think they were real, but Bill destroyed at least some of them.

(Side note: Computer code: Oroborous. Curiously uses Bill's cipher, bill writes in J3 too. These pages are also vignetted. Bill wouldn't like Ford knowing he showed fear. He also purposefully didn't give the reader these 'missing pages', because he hates them and doesn't want to reveal his fear.)

Polaroids- Did Ford destroy this himself like the VHS? Trying to avoid being blamed for things Bill did? Just ashamed/horrified? Curiously, no vignette on the polaroids (this could be just to have the full page visible), or Bill wanted Ford to remember these to have the threat sink in fully. Probably actually happened, Bill doesn't really have a reason to fake these pages as they make him look worse/scarier.

Blackness/'No' pages: This is largely where my theory that vignette=memory manipulation makes the most sense, The darkness overtaking the page represents bill's influence and control, and stops resembling the journal pages much (though it could be invisible ink again). He can mess with Ford's mind as much as he likes. If these pages were ever real, Bill could have destroyed them himself too. Bill's pretty much telling the story here.

Fidds page, S page- Gin made another excellent post pointing out the problems with these. They're a bit redundant when compared to J3, aren't they? And in oddly specific ways. The use of the brother code indicates they're real, though. If Bill erased Ford's memories of these pages, him basically re-writing them makes sense, and also Ford going from 'the caves hold the answer' to 'the caves might hold the answers', the snow going from 'begun to fall' to 'has fallen', and going 'fidds wont speak to me'! instead of 'my assistant has clearly left me'. In some way Ford has probably retained a bit of his plans, but its not a stretch to say he'd loop his train of thought after losing memories. The "I grow maddened" at the edge is very shaky and blurry, which could reflect the shaky and blurry memory.

I also notice (this has probably been pointed out before) now in J3 that only once outside of Gravity Falls (route 14) can Ford plan clearly. Perhaps Cipher's influence is weaker outside the town? It makes sense. if Ford sent the postcard and made his plan while free(ish) of Bill's meddling, that's why Bill couldn't just erase his memory of his plan again.

So...yeah! Some are definitely fake. Some are placed or altered intentionally to serve a narrative. Bill could be manipulating the reader's and ford's memory to have never seen these pages. Some of these memories could have been simply warped, or erased later- not right away. I'll be honest I don't love the implication that Bill can just manipulate Ford's memories freely, so I'm sure there are significant limitations to it. Bill has to stall for the whole book and give away a lot of secrets in order to change the reader's brain enough for him to be satisfied, and even then it's not enough to make the reader give in. Bill's abilities are much less than he purports. He also says that the person can notice his 'tune-ups', so there is only so much he could alter someone's brain before they notice. However, if he's been messing with Ford's head this long, he'd have a big advantage. Is the explanation that Bill erased Ford's memory a little lazy? ...Yeah? But it also kind of heightens how badly Ford was being manipulated and why he got so paranoid and unhinged there. It lets a lot of these puzzle pieces fit together that wouldn't otherwise.

My vignette theory isn't super strong, I'll admit, but I think it definitely indicates something, given some pages don't have it when they could have. They could also simply indicate those pages were burned, though it being on the fake pages makes less sense then. Bill having destroyed the pages himself makes sense for a lot of the pages, but I cant rule out the possibility Ford did destroy some of them out of frustration/shame.

Something I also realized while going through J3 again is how many 'doodles' in J3 involve red triangles. (you can see an example on Frilliam's page) The triangles I assumed were Ford's obsession with Bill, but what if they were Bill's obsession? For another post perhaps.

So, what do y'all think? Ideas? Agree? Disagree? Things I missed? Questions? Something huge that shatters my whole theory? Let me know!

[msbunnat]

thank you for your answer, in any case I was already very excited by your comic and I cannot wait to read more about it!

I honestly cannot understand the people hating on your work. I feel like fandoms has been invaded by a wave of purity/moral policy that shouldn't exist anymore. it's even more wild to me knowing you're working on a greek myth, and the greek myths are KNOWN to have many versions. that's the beauty of them in my opinion, the way these authors all wrote their own versions and they passed them to us. I love the fact you picked Ganimedes, and you decided to explore both Zeus and him. And the mystery you keep about your relationship really makes me wonder which take you will follow!

and speaking of take, I really enjoy yours on Zeus. Gods are complex beings, and sure they're problematic (like duh) and bad, and everything but it's funny how people will decide which pick for who. Like everybody love Poseidon but oh boy, he can be as bad as Zeus people. So yeah, I am actually excited to read the way you're gonna write him! I don't hate Zeus, sure he does seem one of the "worse" when reading most of the myths, but my favorite thing is the way you can love one god in one story, and hate him in another. they're immortal beings. they're not just black and white. so I happen to enjoy when authors write Zeus as more than just a big bad villain. But I also enjoy when they just don't make him a "sweet lovely daddy".

Oh by the way, I didn't know the version of Metis abusing him and I'll have to look into it! We had a more "feminist" vision of her myth in my class, so it's not something that was talked about hmm.

Also, my bad for saying he died. It was a sum up because of him turning into a constellation. I cannot say we studied this myth so unfortunately I don't have sources to help you on it! It's assumed he lives on forever young but the fact he turns into a constellation is why people think he died?

Thanks! I want to post soon, but I'm so tireeed ;w; I prefer to make people wait and do a good job tho.

About the hate... People re affraid (artists have to much power kkkkk) and we live in a time that you need to share your opnion to get validation. In my case, they need to say that Zeus is bad and hate on him and me so they know they re on the rigth side and have good morals. And even after all this, I think its a good thing they just warning people, that way I can get to my real target that can enjoy characters more complex that re not good or evil, but mess up beings (that includes Ganimedes). And even if people in the end critizied my aproach, its also fine, I dont claim to be perfect and just hope that even to the mad ones, they feel inspired to create their version as well. I think they forgot that, like, they can have their version and will be as valid as mine, dosent matter the story.

(I really enjoy everything about Ganymede, if people go and do their versions, its a plus to me! More about him is best for me heheh. I came across two versions of Ganymede on tumblr and I LOVE BOTH!! I really want to do a fanart of the second one, but I'm a lil afraid if they dont want to interact with me, which is fair, but I'm just judging by the dark aproach on the myth, as a horror story).

Thanks for liking my Zeus u.u I'm really more found of him, as I think about his past, but I'm trying not to focus to much on him! He steals the scene to much!!!

About Metis, its not a version, but a interpretation. I'm looking to see if I find a sourse, but anyway, its intresting, since they met when Zeus was still young. And there re some greek myths with female abusers, so... its something.

Oooh! I see. hm... I never see the constelation as a death, so its not clicking with me, but I understand. Any way, I kinda dont like the constelation, for some reason looks wrong to me, but its a valid version and Im totally using the aesthetic kkkk

[chxnsaphrodite]

Message in a Bottle (minho x reader)

minho x reader fake dating college au!

a/n: i'm a lil bit too proud of this piece so if you hate it keep it to yourself, this is also the first full-length fic i've written so. inspired by the love hypothesis! came up with the idea originally a year ago after finishing the book.

words: 11.2k

warnings: smut with plot, reader is a virgin, reader uses she/her pronouns, typos, slight corruption kink, protection IS USED FOR ONCE. minho calls the reader a whore like once...maybe twice, lmk if i missed any.

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to say lee minho was boyfriend material would be a mere understatement. to be honest, you saw him as nothing better than just some guy who plays with girls around campus, yet here you were, sealing the deal with him. “it would be for like two months, tops,” minho said. you bit the inside of your cheek.

“and what are you getting out of it? what would you gain?” you asked him.

“lia getting off of my back,” he replied snarkily. lia and minho were exes you could say, but lia was the most consistent girl minho has ever been with. they were known to show up to campus parties and then mysteriously disappear, probably jerking each other off in the host’s room. you were pretty sure minho had every possible std there was out there considering his reputation. but yet here he was, asking you to fake date him for two months. “listen if you’re uncomfortable we don’t have to, but i’m just saying you’d have a reason for the board to believe that you’re gonna still attend miroh college for the rest of the school year and you could get the funds-”

“okay okay i’ll do it just, lets make up rules,” you said, cutting him off. minho smirked.

“lay it on me,” he replied.

“first of all, no kissing, like ever,” you said.

“how are people gonna think we are dating if you wont kiss me?” minho asked.

“well there’s other ways  to show affection-”

“you really think someone would believe i wouldnt kiss my girlfriend in public?” minho pointed out. 

“okay um, but i- i dont know-”

“have you ever kissed someone y/n?” minho questioned you. you felt your face burnt up slightly.

“i uh well this boy in my 6th grade-”

“no i mean really kissed,” minho added.

“it was pretty real to me,” you commented. minho chuckled.

“okay, so no kissing, but pda?” he asked. you nodded.

“yeah like, hand-holding and stuff,” you stated.

“got it, could i add my own rule?” minho asked.

“sure,” you said.

“dont fall for me, i mean the whole point of this is so i can get a girl off my back, not get another one on,” he said. you nodded confidently.

“will do, won’t catch me slipping,”you replied. minho stuck his hand out to you.

“so its a deal then?”

“deal.”

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you desperately needed this grant from your school, and rumors of you and minho dating would be the perfect way to convince them. this was the first time your school had ever declined your request when it came to your films. your short films had gained multiple awards and praise for miroh college, but it’s because of these awards that other colleges had offered to give you a full-ride scholarship to their schools. to be honest, you had played with the idea of transferring to a film-based college, but you were waiting for one in particular. stray film college had been your dream school since you were 15, and they finally reached out to you. they promised a full-ride scholarship if you could produce one more film, a film that needed to be a personal film. you had no idea what to do for it, but you knew you would need funds for the mic set and to possibly pay actors. you don’t know how or why, but somehow the school caught wind of this, and now suddenly they refused to help you with production altogether. you hate to admit it, but minho’s plan could very likely be the key to your dream school.

you were typing yet another email to your department’s head when someone tapped on the top of your laptop. you looked up and met eyes with your friend, hyunjin. hyunjin ran his fingers through his currently, long blonde hair. “blonde again jinnie?” you asked. 

“i needed a change, plus i haven’t tried blonde with my long hair yet so i figured now was the time,” he replied. you chuckled as he took a sit across from you. the two of you met up in the school cafeteria often, ever since you guys met as freshmen. hyunjin was actually the only actor that would always act in your films for free. that’s how the two of you became friends in the first place. “what are you working on now, y/n?” hyunjin asked.

“typing another email, i need to get the funds,” you replied.

“you think they’ll give it to you?” he asked again. you sighed.

“no, but they might soon,” you replied.

“whats the plan? do i need to beat up mr. park?” he questioned. he said the last part with a smirk.

“no hyunjin, this plan does not require anyone being beat up,” you said, you looked around, “it’s a secret for now, i’m sure you’ll hear within the next few days or so.”. hyunjin turned his head to the right.

“what’re you up to?” he asked.

“so many questions! just dont worry about it. you just have to know i have it figured out,” you told him. that was when the messages started.

[minho: hey we need to go to this party tonight

[minho: lia is bringing her entire group there

[you: um ive never been to a party before…

[minho: ur shitting me right?

[you: nope.

[minho: ill pick you up, just be ready in like an hour or two.

[you: hour?

[minho: 2 max, you need to meet some of my friends before hand

[you: i know your friends.

[minho: you know the rumors about my friends, but you dont know my friends

[minho: plus how exactly do you plan on getting home if i end up black out drunk?

[you: 2 and half hours.

[minho: deal.

you closed your laptop. “looks like part of my plan is taking place, ive got to go get ready,” you said, standing up.

“call me later?” hyunjin asked. you shrugged.

“ill be out pretty late,” you commented.

“y/n…you’re not prostituting are you?!” hyunjin asked.

“no! just dont worry ill explain later.”

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you stood in front of the mirror looking at your outfit. you had picked a slightly skimpy outfit, but felt it was appropriate for the occasion, it was a baby pink pleated skirt with a black t shirt. that was when you heard a knock at your dorm’s door. you sighed, knowing it was probably minho already picking you up. you opened the door, and was greeted by a well dressed minho. “you ready?” he asked. you nodded.

the car ride to wherever minho was taking you was uncomfortably silent. to be honest, up to this point you and minho had rarely ever spoken, let alone crossed paths. “so uh…who’s hosting the party?” you asked.

“chris bang,” minho answered flatly.

“i thought you guys hated each other?” you questioned.

“listen, he comes to my friends’ parties all the time, its more of a rivalry if anything,” he stated. you looked out of the window. chris bang was another infamous man around campus. he was the head of the double knot frat, and had a similar reputation to minho. chris’ rep was totally different, where minho was known to be a complete heart breaker, chris was more of the never the same girl twice kind of guy. he never really talked to girls long enough for them to think he liked them, but long enough to be intimate. unbeknownst to you, minho really did hate him. he just didnt make a big deal about it, besides there were more important things to be focusing on, such as making lia go away. minho pulled into an apartment complex. “attention passenger, we have reached destination jisung and changbin’s apartment,” minho announced. minho walked over to your side and opened the door for you. “m’lady” he said, motioning his other arm towards the apartment entrance. you laughed a bit before standing up.

“thank you, sir,” you told him. you closed the car door behind you, after which minho put an arm around your shoulder. you jumped at first being shocked by his action.

“remember, im just your lovely new boyfriend,” he whispered into your ear. you nodded. minho walked you to the door. minho knocked on the door, and surprisingly neither jisung or changbin answered. “seungmin! you’re coming along?” minho asked the man who opened the door.

“why not, haven’t gone out with you guys in a while,” seungmin answered. seungmin met eyes with you and raised his eyebrows. “who’s the chick?” he asked. 

“shes-”

“the chick is me. i’m y/n, minho’s girlfriend,” you introduced. seungmin looked over at minho in slight disbelief.

“seungmin the airconditioning is on, close the door!” changbin called. changbin walked over towards the door to see what seungmin was doing, and once again you were looked at with wide eyes. “who-”

“this is y/n, my girlfriend, i was going to tell you guys once i got inside but seungmin felt the need to question us before hand,” minho explained.

“y/n? as in film major y/n?” changbin asked you. you smiled at the recognition for films, and nodded.

“the one and only,” you replied. changbin stuck his hand out.

“your films are awesome, it amazes me that someone that’s my age could produce something like that,” he told you. you shook his hand.

“wow , uh thank you, i didnt take you to be the film type?” you stated. changbin nodded. 

“come in come in!” changbin said excitedly. 

“is it just me or does changbin look more excited to talk to your girlfriend than us,” seungmin mumbled to minho as the two of you walked in. minho shrugged.

“as long as the lady is happy,” he replied. seungmin looked at minho again. 

“since when did you care this much about your girlfriends?” seungmin asked.

“since her,” minho replied, pointing to you and changbin happily chatting. jisung bursted into the room form his bedroom. 

“alright let’s get the show on the road, wooyoung is saying chris has some free alcohol and i do not want to miss it,” jisung announce, car keys in hand. jisung looked over at you, “hello there, and who might you be?”. minho protectively put his arm around your shoulders.

“y/n, is my plus one tonight,” minho grinned. you nodded.

“also minho’s latest girlfriend,” seungmin commented. jisung looked at you and minho and shrugged.

“okay, whatever, we need to leave, like now,” he told everyone in the room.

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the moment the 5 of you arrived at the party it was complete chaos. there were girls completely topless dancing on tables, people trying to down as many shots as possible, and pda in every corner. minho grabbed your hand. “follow my lead,” he whispered to you. for some reason, minho holding your hand made your heart skip a tad. you nodded. minho led you to the porch in the back, where there were many familar faces, but particularly lia and her posse. lia had 4 other friends, yeji, ryujin, chaeryeong, and a freshman yuna. as far as you knew, they were all daddy’s money and felt some sort of entitlement at miroh college. other faces you recognized on this porch was of course, chris bang and his close friends, felix and another freshman jeongin. “lee, nice of you to show,” chris commented. minho looked back up.

“wouldn’t miss it, bang,” he replied. it wasnt until you noticed lia practically glaring at you that you remembered you were still holding minho’s hand.

“y/n? right?” chris asked you. you nodded. chris looked back between you and minho. “you two an item or something?” chris asked minho

“my girlfriend actually,” minho answered. 

“you ever been to a party before director?” chris interrogated. you hesitated before nodding.

“no she hasn’t,” lia said.

“yes i have, maybe you just haven’t seen me before,” you shot back.

“really? well then maybe you wouldn’t mind playing a few drinking games, you know, with the girls,” lia added. you nodded, more confidently this time.

“totally,” you replied. lia looked back at her girls, and at the same time minho whispered to you,

“y/n are you sure about this? i could easily think of a way out of this-”

“let’s go then,” you stated confidently to lia. lia smirked. 

“sounds fun, you boys won’t mind if we disappear for an hour or two,” she asked. minho glared at lia, knowing she was up to something. “oh c’mon minho, let the girl have some girl time, besides who knows, maybe by the time we’re back you’ll have found someone else to play with,” lia replied snarkely. minho clenched his teeth, but you put your hand on his shoulder as a way to tell him it was alright. yeji got up form her chair.

“let’s go,” she told her friend. you followed the 5 girls back into the frat house, where you ended up in some unknown person’s room. there were many other girls you recognized from around the campus in the room. yeji picked up a random bottle on the floor and read the name. “here, “y/n, you’ve surely had this before,” yeji picked up a bottle that had the name ‘jagermeister’ printed on it, and handed it to you. truth be told, you knew next to nothing about alcohol, let alone had you drunk more than the champagne you drank at new years.

“of course,” you lied. yeji looked back up at lia. 

“why don’t you take a drink or two?” lia said, handing you the bottle. you opened the bottle, and got a whiff of a black licorice that made you want to throw up an entire lung. “go on,” lia told you. you gulped before you started chugging it. the other girls looked at you in shock.

“y/n are you okay?” chaeryeong asked you. you squeezed your eyes and nose before nodding.

“yeah, totally, like i said, i’ve drank before..” you trailed off, “maybe not as intense as that.”. lia let out a scoff. you stood up. “either way, im gonna find minho,” you said. you walked away from the room, and as you closed the door you sighed. 

“girls giving you a hard time?” a familiar voice called. you turned to see jisung. 

“uh yeah sure,” you answered. 

“y’know its only because lia believes you and minho’s ruse,” he replied. 

“yeah i- wait what?” you asked surprisingly.

“i can read right through you two, minho may be able to fool the others but he still can’t fool me,” jisung explained. you looked at him, and started to open your mouth when jisung said, “don’t worry i wont tell anyone, i’m not sure why you two decided to do this, but i won’t tell,”.

“thank you, jisung,” you said. jisung moved to the side.

“welp, i’ve gotta go do what i was doing before i met up with you,” jisung told you.

“yeah, of course,” you replied. jisung walked passed you, and you watched as he left. you walked down the stairs to the first floor of the frat house. as you stood and watched chaos, you could suddenly feel the rush of the drink from earlier sinking in. it was then you felt a tap on your shoulder. 

“y/n are you okay?” minho asked. you stared at him for a second before feeling a sudden rush to your gut. you shook your head before you threw up all over minho and yourself. 

it was like the world stopped in that moment and your first instinct was to run away.

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you ran down the street, with no real destination in mind other than far away from the doubleknot frat. suddenly your fuzzy mind was interrupted by a voice.

“y/n?”

“y/n??”

“y/n!!”

and suddenly you were blacked out.

you groaned as you awoke in an unfamiliar bed room, but a quick sniff of the bed sheets you recognized it was hyunjin’s. you sat up and felt your head pounding. “goodmorning, sleeping beauty,” hyunjin said, standing in the door way. 

“what happened?” you asked.

“i should be asking you the same thing,” hyunjin replied. you thought for a moment on the events of last night.

“i know i was at chris bang’s party,” you said, “oh my god minho!”.you reached for your phone, which hyunjin had (thankfully) taken the liberty to plug in for you. just a glance at the messages you suddenly remembered a key moment from last night.

[minho: hey where are you?

[minho: y/n this isnt funny, answer your phone

[minho: im sorry.

“whats got you so worked up, and whats up with you and minho?” hyunjin asked.

“have rumors already spread?” you said. hyunjin let out a sigh.

“unfortunately a bit more than just some rumors spread,” he told you, showing you a video someone had taken of you throwing up on minho. you closed your eyes and lifted your head back.

“of course,” you let out. hyunjin wrapped and arm around your shouldand rubbed your arm.

“hey on the brightside i brought you some hang over food!” hyunjin announced. hyunjin got out of the bed and walked to the kitchen. you sent a quick message to minho.

[y/n: im so sorry a million times over, could we meet up today?

[minho: yeah, campus research center?

[y/n: sounds good.

hyunjin walked in with a breakfast bagel sandwich and a smoothie concoction. “what;s the drink?” you asked.

“hangover juice,” he answered. you took the drink from his hands and took a big gulp of it. you squeezed your eyes and nose.

“that is so gross why would you even give me that!” you exclaimed.

“i never said it was good,” hyunjin mumbled.

the school’s research center was surprisingly empty, with just a few students surrounding you. you waited until minho finally showed up. 

“minho,” you called. 

“you ever heard of answering your phone?” he asked aggresively.

“i know, im sorry, i can pay for dry cleaning-”

“thats  not what i was worried about, you rand out of the party with no one, drunk and alone, do you know how scary that sounds?” minho asked you.

“i- uh, yeah,” you replied. there was an awkward pause.

“i’m sorry, y/n, i was just, i was really worried,” he stated. you nodded. “so you got home safe?” minho asked. 

“yeah, my friend hyunjin found me, luckily,” you asnwered.

“good,” minho said. 

“did lia believe it?” you asked. minho smirked.

“totally,” he told you, “according to changbin she wouldn’t shut up about it, but then the whole throwing up thing happened..”. you smacked your face with your hand.

“what am i going to do that video is so embarrassing,” you said.

“oh that's nothing, last year a video of jisung stripping completely naked surfaced,” minho told you. you shivered at the thought of a video of yourself stripping being spread without your consent. “besides its only spreading because i mean, who would expect you to be at bang’s party,” minho said.

“was it really that big of a deal?” you asked. minho nodded.

“look, this crowd of typical college kids know when theres someone new, let alone someone who’s already known around campus for films,” minho answered. there was an uncomfortable silence between the two of you.

“so uh, what now?” you asked.

“well i guess we have to make some more exclusive meetings now that the words out,” minho replied. 

“so dinner?” you suggested. 

“sure,” minho said.

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unsurprisingly, you arrived first to the local restaurant on campus. though it wasnt uncommon, minho was slightly late, but it had already been 15 minutes. you sighed as you checked your phone, expecting a text message saying he was caught up in something, but to no avail, nothing. suddenly you heard someone knock on the table. “minho- oh, uh chris,” you said, looking up at the bleach blonded man.

“fancy seeing you here, y/n, lee leaving you waiting?” he asked you.

“well not really, im actually here early,” you lied. 

“mind if i take a seat?” he asked, motioning to the booth seat in front of you. 

“i- uh- yeah sure?” you replied. he chuckled.

“you sound scared, i’m just taking a seat until your boyfriend gets here, someone’s got to look over the pretty ladies,” chris said flirtatiously. you let out an awkward chuckle. “so, you and minho, how did you two meet?” he asked you. you quickly tried to think of a lie.

“uh, highschool,” you answered. chris looked at you suspiciously.

“lee didn’t go to our highschool,” he stated. 

“okay well- wait what? our school?” you questioned.  he turned his head slightly.

“do you not remember me?” he started, “we were in the same home economics class.”. you sat there and thought about it. suddenly you gasped.

“bang chan?!” you exclaimed. he giggled.

“yeah, i don't go by chan anymore, just chris,” chris told you, “i actually was wondering if you’d do me a favor and keep it between us?”. you nodded.

“of course, im just embarrassed i didn’t recognize you earlier,” you told him.

“no it's okay, most people didn’t or don’t, but i was more shocked when i heard your name spring around,” he explained.

“yeah well, that makes two of us, i never expected my films to get much praise,” you replied.

“i could, i still remember that jackson guy having you edit is student president video,” he said.

“you remember that?! don't speak of my dark past,” you said. you both laughed and smiled at each other.

“could i maybe have your number? maybe we could do some good old high school reminiscing together?” chris asked. you nodded. 

“yeah of course,here hand me your phone,” you said. you took chris’ phone and typed your number when someone cleared their throat. you both looked up to minho. you handed chris back his phone. 

“bang, would you mind telling me why you’re talking to my girlfriend?” minho questioned chris.

“i was just leaving actually,” chris said, standing up from the booth. chris walked away, and minho watched as he left. minho sighed before taking a seat where chris once sat.

“he didnt do anything right?” he asked. you shook your head.

“no uh, he was just asking some basic questions about us,” you answered. minho sort of looked off for a moment, you felt like he wanted to know more, but knew he wasn’t going to ask. “anyway, you’re late, like way late,” you stated.

“i know im sorry,” he replied. you sighed.

“it’s fine i guess,” you said. minho reached for your hands across the table and lightly squeezed. something about it, despite you knowing it was an act, felt so nice. it felt, right, to be with minho at that moment, and undoubtedly minho really wasn’t that bad of a guy. he seemed to care deeply about whether or not you were comfortable with specific things or whether you were safe. but part of you just thought that it was minho being a decent human being, and you curse yourself for setting your standards in men so low. “chris seems, nice enough, why do you guys hate each other so much?” you asked. minho didnt answer.

“its not important, really,” minho began, “we just don’t mesh i guess.”. you decided not to push more. you looked up from minho, and spotted some girls a few tables down looking at you and minho. “are they looking?” he asked. you nodded. he smirked. “great, surely they’ll tell all their little friends,” he responded.

“hopefully,” you responded. 

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“you’re dating who?!” hyunjin exclaimed. you quickly shushed him. 

“not so loud jinnie, it’s still a library,” you replied, “plus i thought the rumor would have spread by now.”. 

“i mean yeah, but i just assumed it was fake, y’know never took you as minho’s type,” he stated. you sighed.

“well, uh, i am so,” you said. hyunjin wrinkled his eye brows and leaned in. 

“you’re totally fibbing,” hyunjin wh 

“pshh what?” you stated loudly. you flushed at your sudden burst before clearing your throat, “i mean, what? why would i lie about that,” you said. hyunjin chuckled and crossed his arms.

“i don’t know maybe to convince the board you have a reason to stay at miroh,” hyunjin said flatly. you sighed.

“okay,” you admitted.

“seriously?” he asked. you nodded in shame.

“but look, it’s just until stay college can view my film,” you told him. 

“now everything makes sense, the secrecy, the parties,” he started listing.

“look, but you can’t tell anyone, not even his friends know,” you explained. hyunjin zipped his lips.

“your secret is safe with me,” he stated. someone cleared their throat behind you and hyunjin, startling you both. you turned around and to your horror met eye contact with chaeryeong. 

“woah! chaer! didn’t- uh, see you there!” you said nervously.

“i heard everything,” she said softly. you looked at hyunjin terrified. 

“well, uh, y/n and i were just talking about a film she’s making right?” hyunjin lied. you nodded.

“and the film includes y/n fake dating minho?” she asked. you looked at her pleadingly.

“chaer look i can explain-”

“im not going to say anything, even if the other girls knew, we all know lia needs to get over him,” she stated.

“thank you thank you thank you!” you exclaimed.

“i actually came over to talk to you, like a friend maybe?” she asked. hyunjin looked at you warningly.

“why?” you asked.

“someone has to make sure lia doesn’t make your life a living hell, and you’re gonna need someone besides minho to have your back,” she said.

“i have her back!” hyunjin exclaimed.

“okay, but you’re a guy, she needs some girl advice,” chaeryeong said, “and you don’t exactly run with our crowd.”. hyunjin sighed.

“i suppose,” he replied dramatically.

“hyunjin you can’t ‘suppose’ things for me! but either way, what would you get out of this chaer?” you asked.

“nothing other than lia getting over minho and a cool new film friend,” she said. you thought about it, chaeryeong is a super nice girl. out of all of the girls she had the friendliest aura. 

“alright,” you said.

before you knew it, you were back in jisung’s car with minho and his other friends. chaeryeong had given you a warning about this party earlier, so it was no surprise when you received the text from minho. this party seemed even crazier just from the outside. minho gripped your hand. “promise you won’t go drinking by yourself again,” minho said. you nodded.

“i won’t,” you replied.

“love birds come on!” changbin called. the house was trashed, and there were plenty of people dry humping and making out in clear sight. you don’t know when but at some point you stood there and stared at your surroundings, and it was then you realized you had lost minho. not only minho, but changbin, jisung, nor seungmin were nowhere to be found. you quickly took out your phone to text one of the four, but a familiar voice called to you.

“y/n? lee brought you along again?” chris said. you looked up at the familiar man. you nodded.

“yeah but haven’t the slightest clue where he went this time,” you said. 

“he left a lady like you unattended?” he asked you.

“oh no! i uh, i actually left on accident and i-”

“relax, y/n, i was just messing with you,” chris told you. you chuckled nervously.

“right,” you said. chris gave you an endearing smile, which sent slight butterflies to your stomach. 

“so, you know who hosting this party?” he asked you. you shook your head. “you’d be shocked to know this is mark lee’s place,” he said. 

“mark lee still lives around here?” you asked.

“apparently, he invited me actually,” he added. 

“he was probably shocked to see bang chan with an amazing build to,” you said. you then realized what you said. “oh my god did i just say that im so sorry-” chris laughed at your mess up.

“its alright, besides, nice to know you think i have a nice build,” chris flirted. okay so maybe you knew you shouldn’t be flirting with bang chan, or chris bang or whatever everyone called him. but it couldn’t hurt right? it’s not like you and minho were actually dating. but something about him was so…relaxing. he felt like someone you could spend time with and have meaningful conversations with you. 

“y/n! there you are! we’re playing truth or dare in- oh, hello there bang,” minho said, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“truth or dare? what is this middle school?” you asked minho.

“pretty common at these parties, lee, you didn’t tell y/n about one of the traditions at mark lee’s parties?” chris asked minho. 

“well i didn’t think it was that important, some of us have other priorities than just partying, bang,” minho replied.

“ouch you really think that lowly of me, lee?” chris said, putting his hand over his heart.

“actually, bang, i would like to know why you are talking to my girlfriend,” minho stated snarkely.

“okay so truth or dare why dont we just go babe!” you told minho, calming him down before he started something. minho wrapped an arm around you, before he turned the two of you away from chris. minho leaned into your ear.

“i wouldn’t hang around him much, y/n, not unless you’re with one of us,” minho told you.

“why he seems alright?” you replied confused.

“just take my word for it,” minho said. you sighed. soon you found yourself ina room surrounded by a mixture of people you’d met and not met, and of course lia and her friends were there. you made eye contact with chaeryeong and grinned. “alright why dont we get started,” minho announced to the room. you and minho took a seat next to each other on a couch. 

“minho you didn’t tell me your lady was y/n,” mark lee said.

“hello to you again mark,” you replied.

“you know mark lee?” minho asked you. you nodded.

“don’t worry about it,” you stated. for once minho didn’t push for more info, and the game began. it was a typical drinking game with the occasional sexual request. honestly, it seemed everyone in the room had forgotten you’d existed until it got to mark.

“so y/n and minho, you two are an item, right?” mark asked. 

“yes,” minho answered.

“but yet i’ve yet to see you two have any action like you and lia,” mark told minho.

“why should we have to?” minho asked.

“i’m just saying maybe you don’t like y/n that much,” mark stated. ouch. okay maybe you weren’t actually dating but that did tang your feelings a bit.

“mark, me and y/n are none of your business,” minho said.

“besides we don’t need to flaunt that we like each other to everyone,” you retorted. 

“then why don’t you prove it?” mark asked.

“what? lee this is obviously ridiculous,” minho said. 

“no i don’t think so,” lia added, “you and i had our fun didnt we?”. lia looked at you after saying this.

“y/n i dare you to get on minho’s lap and make out with him,” mark told you.

“mark why are you so obs-”

“alright,” you replied confidently. you got up from your seat before draping yourself on top of minho. you leaned your head in and touched his forehead. minho looked at you with shocked eyes.

“are you sure?” he wh you nodded, and as soon as you gave him permission, minho wrapped his arms around your shoulders and leaned in to kiss you. everyone in the roomed seemed to ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ but honestly you drowned it out. minho took the lead, and even wrapped his arms around your waist. minho dominated you completely. unconsciously, you grinded against minho’s abdomen, feeling a surge of excitement down below. minho slowly pulled his face back. without realizing it you whispered softly:

“wow,”. suddenly you stood up and took your seat next to minho.

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finally the night seemed over, and minho was driving you home. “y/n, have you ever done that before?” he asked you.

“done what?” you asked back.

“you know…making out,” he stated. you blushed a little bit.

“um, no,” you replied. minho inhaled sharply.

“y/n…have you ever kissed anyone before?” he implored. you paused before answering. 

“i uh well i-”

“don’t tell me i was your first kiss,” minho said.

“i won’t then,” you replied.

“y/n,” he said, “you could have said no.”.

“its okay! it was just a kiss right? i mean im not 15 anymore minho,” you told him. minho bit the inside of his cheek. you could tell something about this had bothered him. you weren’t so sure why, it’s not like minho had that much of a conscience anyway. 

“well you also said at the begining of this no kissing,” he sreplied.

“we were in a circumstance where it was needed,” you said. honestly, you had forgotten there were rules to this arrangement. you didnt want to say it out loud, but you’d grown used to the arrangement. used to people calling you minho’s girlfriend, or vise versa depending on the person. 

there was one rule that was bothering you. you’d never had sex. like period. masturbation, maybe, but you never really tried it. once you got home that night you tossed and turned, possibly trying to sleep, but you could only think about minho’s lips. you feel slightly ashamed to be having this naughty thoughts, secretly wishing minho would trace his hands down your body. and as you started to imagine, you found yourself copying these actions. minho using his lips to gentle kiss down your body until finally reaching your aching core and then- you heard a knock at your door. you got up, flushed a little from what you were about to do, and left your bedroom. you opened the door to see minho. “minho what are you doing here?” you asked him.

“i don’t think we should do this anymore,” he told you. 

“wait what? why?” you asked.

“it’s gone too far,” he said, “you’re breaking the rules you set for my own gain, plus we’ve yet to do anything that will benefit you.”. you thought for a moment about what minho was saying.

“you promised me two months, the board hasn’t even changed their mind about my funds,”  you stated, “plus if you want to do something for me, we can go to the film fair tomorrow, our school is hosting it.”.

“are you serious?!” he exclaimed excitedly. 

“yeah it’s whatever, i can just uninvite hyunjin,” you said, “plus the head of the film department will be there, surely seeing us will make some sort of change.”. minho grinned.

“great,” he said.

you waiting for minho’s text saying he was outside the next day. the film fair was one of your favorite events of the year, before the whole holding back your funds thing. it was a great time to get feedback and other techniques from fellow directors. originally you were going to take hyunjin, you guys typically went every year, but you figured taking minho with you this one time would not be too big of a deal.

[minnie: im outside

you smiled at the message before stepping out and getting into his car. “is this outfit okay?” he asked you. you chuckled. “what?” he asked.

“it’s just here you are asking me if what you’re wearing is appropriate for a film fair,” you repleid.

“i’ve - uh, i’ve never been to one,” he admitted. 

“obviously, stop being so nervous it’s just like going to a festival,” you assured him. 

“hey don’t make fun of me!” he pouted.

“okay mr. popular, let’s get to the fair,” you said. the fair was as busy as ever, and a part of you was excited to just show minho around. you led him to the screening theatre, where you watched many films, but one in particular played that seemed to change the vibe between you two. film was art, and often directors and script writers include things from personal lives, what you weren’t expecting was for a sex scene to begin playing. minho glanced over at you, biting his lip slightly before turning back. you were incredibly focused on the camera angles and how the director was able to get a cinematic look at the scene, but minho could only be reminded of last night. he assumed you just didn’t noticed how much making out with you affected him, he fought back a lot of impulses to just pin you down right then and there. the thought of you unconsciously grinding against him desperately turned him on in a way he’d never been before. the thought of how unknowing you were when it came to relationships was attractive to minho in a way, it was almost like he could corrupt you by himself. “minho?” you called. minho shook his head from his thoughts.

“yeah?” he asked.

“i’m sorry, is this boring?” you replied.

“no! no! i was just spacing out, you know,” he answered. you got up and grabbed his hand.

“let’s go see other things! plus i need to make sure we’re seen by the other professors!” you exclaimed. minho nodded and gripped your hand back, following you. the two of you were walking around the festival until you were stopped by another student holding a camera. 

“could i snap a photo of you two? it’s for the school’s newspaper,” the student requested. you turned your head towards minho who nodded that it was alright. 

“sure!” you answered. 

“alright now pose!” he told you and minho. you leaned your head towards minho as the picture was taken. “hmm, i'm not sure if this is the shot i’m looking for, could we maybe be a bit more romantic, like maybe a kiss or something?” he asked. you looked at minho nervously.  minho saw your worried look.

“uh, maybe not,” he answered.

“c’mon! just a peck on the cheek?” the photographer asked. 

“okay,” you answered, without really asking minho beforehand.

“alright now 3-” you closed your eyes, getting ready to give minho a peck on the cheek. “2-” you leaned in, “1!” expecting to feel minho’s cheek against your lips, instead you met minho’s lips. the two of you looked at each other with wide eyes before quickly pulling away from each other. “aww, now that’s a cute one! thanks you two!” the photographer said, quickly walking away from the two of you, probably so you couldn’t deny the picture being used. 

“y/n- i’m so sor-”

“miss l/n!” a professor called. not just any professor, but your film super visor. dr. han was the main person in charge of whether or not you could get funds for your big film. 

“oh hi there dr. han! fancy seeing you, the film advisor, at our local college film festival,” you said awkwardly, knowing he just witnessed you and minho’s accidental kiss a second ago.

“yes, fancy it is miss l/n..i was rather surprised you didn’t submit a film this time around,” dr. han commented. bullshit. he knows exactly why. 

“oh i’m just saving up for film equipment!” you said. minho looked at dr. han and back at you. minho had only really heard rumors about dr. han and how strict and intimidating he is. he also could see through dr. han’s bullshit as well as you could. it was pretty obvious there was a hint of tension between you and the professor. and not the good, sexual, kind. the kind that was between him and chris kind of tension. 

“and who’s this that you’re with?” dr. han asked.

“oh this is-”

“lee minho, y/n’s boyfriend! so night to meet you dr. han, y/n has told me so much about how you’ve helped her and her films!” minho interjected. dr. han looked at minho suspiciously.

“ah yes, mr. lee, i believe i’ve heard some students mention you two are new item,” the professor said to minho. minho didn’t like dr. han. he decided this right there. why would  a professor be so invested in rumors around the college? minho put his arm around you and laughed awkwardly.

“yeah, i guess we have been pretty open about our relationship, right y/n?” minho asked you.

“yeah, sorry you had to see me in such a casual way professor,” you apologized.

“oh its no problem, students should be free to…express however they want,” dr. han said. there was an awkward silence that followed his sentence.

“well, minho and i have other film festival things to see, it was nice seeing you dr. han!” you said, taking minho’s arm off your shoulder, and grabbing it to walk away. 

“that’s the ass that’s withholding your funds?” minho asked. you sighed.

“yeah, but he’s probably the one guy i have to get through to get my funds. so it’s priority that he knows we’re dating. thank you for the save,” you told him, “either way is there anything else you’d like to see, i come to this festival like every year so.”. 

“what’s your favorite thing at this festival?” minho asked you. you thought about your answer for a bit.

“okay, its boring though,” you answered.

“i don’t care,” he said. you smiled, you realized you were still holding minho’s arm, and let go. 

“okay follow me!” you exclaimed

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you took your id out of your bag, and used it against the photo lab’s door. “this isn’t apart of the festival,” minho commented.

“no, but since everyone is at the festival no one is gonna come in here, also it’s so much quieter in here,” you replied, opening the door to the dark room. the two of you walked in and minho let out a quiet ‘wow’. you looked at the slight red rays against minho’s face with a smile while he stood astonished at the room.

“what is this place?” he asked. 

“dark room, it’s used to process film,” you answered. minho looked at all the processing images around him, before turning back to you. you walked over to a clear empty table, typically used to set your things down before doing anything else in the room. you pushed your self up before taking a seat. “i love this place, i mean i don’t think i’ve used it since freshman year, and since the first award winning film i made,” you said, “i’m sorry i’m talking too much aren’t i, i’ll just-”

“no no! i-,” minho started, “i like hearing what you like.”. minho stood in front of you, the two of you staring into each other's eyes. you hadn’t noticed it before, but his eyes were this almost black tone, which made the lights reflecting off of them look like mini stars. there was a silence between you two, it was comfortable though. minho brought a hand up to your cheek and rubbed his thumb against it. 

“minho,” you called. he hummed, removing his hand, but you quickly reach for it to go back. his skin was incredibly soft for a college man, let alone one like minho who you assumed couldn’t have a skin routine. you rubbed your thumb across his hand before he put his forehead against yours.

“can i kiss you?” he whispered.

“please,” you answered. and for the first time, minho kissed you. not like for show, but really kissed you. this kiss felt different, it was definitely real, but it was also heavy. eventually this one kiss turned into another, and then another, until finally the two of you were making out. you spread your legs, allowing minho to stand between them as he continued kissing you. minho eventually moved from your lips to your neck, and the sudden contact made you let out a mewl. he pulled back.

“is this okay, y/n?” he asked. 

“more than okay, please just- don’t stop,” you begged. minho smirked, hearing your request turned minho on more than he’d like to admit. his demeanor changed from an intimate one to a much darker, and sexier one. he began to suck on different parts of your neck, above your collarbone, under your jaw, your jaw line, really anywhere he could. “min please,” you said. he stopped kissing, and looked directly into your eyes. the once star filled eyes were full of determination and want.

“please what baby?” he asked. the low tone of his voice when he said the pet name sent electricity immediately down to your core.

“please more,” you said. minho chuckled as he reached for the hem of your shirt. you lifted our arms up, allowing him to easily take it off. he placed a kiss on your forehead. 

“aww pretty baby, has anyone ever seen you like this?” he questioned. you shook your head. he pressed his lips on your chest, just above your breasts. 

“no one, just you minnie,” you told him. he pampered your chest and collarbone area in kisses. 

“you’re so innocent baby,” minho commented. you groaned at what he said. “what? am i wrong?” he joked with you. he then started kissing your stomach and lower abdomen. you could feel yourself getting hotter. 

“minho please touch me,” you requested.

“touch you where?” he asked. you whined.

“you know where please,” you continued. he smirked, and grabbed your cheek.

“here?”, you shook your head, he moved his hand to your chest, “maybe here?”, you once again shook your head, and in response minho for once moved his hands to your inner thighs, “here baby?” but before you could answer, minho moved your skirt up and made contact with your clothed core, “is this where you want minnie to touch you?” he asked. you nodded. he chuckled again, and started rubbing gentle circles around your panties. “i bet you’ve thought about this,” he started, “you’ve touched yourself wishing it was my hand haven’t you, y/n.”. you nodded to minho’s statement. you subconsciously began to grind against his hand and minho brought his other hand to your shoulders. “patience baby, minnie will make you feel all sorts of good, you just need to wait,” he told you. you whined. he then moved his hands to the sides of your hip and gently pulled down your panties. “you’re so wet for me y/n,” he said, suddenly bringing a finger between the lips of your pussy. he rubbed up and down before circling your clit. 

“min,” you moaned.

“what?” he asked. 

“please put those inside of me please,” you begged. minho smiled.

“so demanding for someone who's never done this before,” he said.

“minho i need you please,” you told him. minho gentle moved the same finger circling your clit into your pussy. you moaned at the contact immediately, this felt way better than your own fingers. minho set a steady pace before his thumb began rubbing you clit. “fuck-” you let out.

“does it feel good baby?” he asked you.

“yes-s-so good,” you answered him. 

“good girl, your hole is so tight, do you think it could take another finger?” he asked. you nodded urgently. minho added another finger, this time his movements speeding up. it was embarrassing to you, as you felt an oh too familiar knot form in your stomach. you instinctively began grinding against his hand. upon noticing this, he removed his hand from your pussy. he then put both fingers in his mouth and let them out with a pop. you whined at the sight.

“h-hey! why did you stop?” you asked. 

“because i want to taste your cum first hand,” he answered. the statement sent shivers down your entire body. just his fingers alone had you cumming after mere minutes, the idea of his tongue exploring your entire private had your heart beating at a million miles a minute. minho wrapped his arms around your back, and pulled you forward on the table. he then leaned in and kissed you passionately,even sucking on your bottom lip before letting go. “are you ready?” he asked you. you nodded eagerly. minho then got on his knees and used his hands on your inner thighs to spread you out some more.”stay still for me baby,” he told you. you nodded. minho then dived straight into it, lapping your lower lips.he sucked on your clit,causing you let out an embarrassingly loud moan from how good it felt. minho’s tongue then entered your entrance, and licked our walls surrounding it. once again, it wasn’t long before you came on minho’s tongue. 

“fuck minho oh my god i’m so sorry-”

“no don't apologize, that was so hot baby,” he assured you. he pulled your panties back up, and you grabbed his arm.

“minho please i want to make you feel good too,” you told him.

“y/n, you really don’t have to, i don’t want to take all your first time’s away from you,” he said. you used both your hands to grab his right hand.

“please minho, please let me suck your cock,” you begged. 

“fuck y/n, you’re so intoxicating,” minho admitted. minho gently picked you up off of the table and made you stand against the table. he then unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped his zipper. you easily sunk down to be at level with his member, and pulled his boxers down releasing his erected cock. you looked back up at minho as you wrapped your hand around his shaft. “don’t look at me like that,” minho said to you.

“like what?” you asked.

“like you’re waiting for my permission,” he answered. 

“no i’m not i just…i don’t really know what to do,” you admitted. minho brushed his hand through is hair.

“okay, i’ll teach you,” he told you, “first grab it with both your hands, but not too tight, okay baby?”. you nodded, and moved your hands accordingly. he hissed at the contact of your hands and his member. “now start moving back and forth,” he instructed. you then followed suit, starting at a slow but steady pace. minho let out a breathy moan. you movd you hands up and down minho’s shaft for a few moments before he lightly pushed you away. 

“what happened?” you asked him.

“y/n…i’m sorry i can’t do this to you, not now at least,” he told you. you putted lightly.

“why not?” you replied.

“you need to have your first time with someone you actually like, not just someone like me,” he explained. he got up, zipped his pants before holding your right hand gesturing you to get up from your knees. “c’mon, let me drop you off,” he said. you shook your head.

“nah i uh, i’ll stay here a little while, you can go, i’ll catch a ride from hyunjin or the bus,” you added. he nodded. 

“text me when you get home okay?” he asked. you nodded, and with that you watch minho leave you in the dark room, with all the processing photos there to watch minho walk away from you.

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by all accounts,everything that happened the day before felt wrong, but minho couldn’t quite understand why. he’d messed around with girls since he started college and felt nothing. he messed around with lia for a while and honestly, he wished he could feel guilt. but you were different. the thing about sex to minho is that it has lost all meaning to him. with you, it almost felt better, like there was some true feelings behind it. it scared him in a way. he’d never really felt this way about anyone before. sure he’s had girlfriends, and sure he’s had sex, but with you, he secretly hoped this fake dating thing could possibly be a forever thing. the truth is though, that he knows it has to end eventually. and he’s terrified that if anything more happened yesterday you’d turn into all the other girls he’d fucked. he’d get what he wanted from your body, and then you’d be uninterested, or worse he’d be uninterested. he liked the way his stomach felt when he saw you. he liked the way you talked passionately about films and their directors. he liked that you showed him a secret room that you went to for tranquility. he liked you. maybe even more than that, but he’d never voice that. not when he knows you don’t feel the same way. you would never like someone like minho. aside from your reputation of being a film director, those who had spoken to you could attest that you weren’t just someone that casually dated. infact he can’t remember if you’d even mentioned dating someone before. oh god. you haven’t dated before. minho is all you’ve ever known. and he knows he’s not the greatest option-

“hello, earth to minho?” jisung said. minho shook his head free of his thoughts. 

“what were you talking about?” he asked his friend. jisung sighed.

“you’ve been like this all day, what’s going on?” jisung asked.

“oh nothing,” minho lied.

“is it something with y/n? i know you’re not used to these kinds of situations,” jisung told him. minho shook his head.

“no it’s nothing, really,” minho insisted, “just class work.”. jisung looked at minho, as if he knew minho was lying. jisung chose to move on from the topic knowing minho would  probably not tell him anything more.

“well anyway, lia is hosting a party tonight, it’s gonna be a big deal, and she wanted me to tell you you were free to go,” jisung repeated.

“cool, i’ll tell y/n, she’ll love to experience something other than bang’s parties,” minho said.

“i don’t know, lia didn’t mention if you could bring y/n,” jisung replied.

“well i’m bringing her anyway,” minho stated. he opened his phone to text you, but he suddenly remembered his thoughts from earlier. in the past sending you a text was simple but now he’s self-aware of every word he uses to send you a message. he would start typing, only to have to retype the message.

you jumped at the sound of your text notification going off. you hate to admit it, but you’d been waiting all day for minho to text you. after last night's events you’ve had a lot of thoughts. to be honest your main concern was whether or not minho would end your deal. but you couldn’t end the deal, you’ve yet to receive an email about your funds and i mean that was totally the only reason. not because you feared the two of you would never talk again after the deal.

[minho: there’s a party at lia’s…are you good with going?

[y/n: yeah totally! what time would you pick me up?

[minho: probably 8ish

you glanced at the clock. it was 1, which meant you had  7 hours. 7 hours was enough time to talk to chaeryeong before hand.

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you were on your own. chaeryeong responded to your text saying she was cramming that night for a test tomorrow. minho and you entered together but he was quickly distracted by his friends and other party activities. “oh hey y/n,” a female voice called. you recognized the voice to be yeji’s, another one of lia’s friends that you’ve met before.

“uh, hi,” you answered.

“minho leave you lonely again?” she asked you.

“oh, no, i just prefer navigating these things on my own,” you lied. you couldn’t let these girls see that they were getting to you. you made a promise to yourself that you wouldn’t let that happen. 

“you should join us, lia is having some select people to play some drinking games in her guest room, you should join,” she told you. your initial reaction was to say no, but the thought of pissing lia off was very appealing. you smiled.

“yeah lead the way,” you replied. yeji led you upstairs to the room this drinking game was being played. once you reached the room you immediately noticed that minho was nowhere to be found. everyone sat in a circle, a beer bottle in the center. you’ve seen enough movies to know what this is. someone spins the bottle and the two on the ends end up doing something. yeji handed you a shot glass.

“it’s fireball, trust me, this game is a lot more fun when you’re drunk,” she told you. she also appeared to have a shot, but she was waiting for you to drink yours. you were a tiny bit hesitent, but a shot surely couldn’t hurt? you quickly then took the shot. it was probably the grossest and strongest thing you’ve tasted, but after the unnecessary anxiety the past couple of days, you culdn’t lie that the rush of alchohol felt nice. yeji and you sat in the circle before another friend of their’s, yuna, was in th center.

“let’s stat the game shall we?” yuna asked. the room cheered as she set her hand on the empty beer bottle. 

a couple rounds had passed, and by the grace of god, you had yet to go. you had learned that the punishment was for the two people on the ends of the bottle had to make out for at least a minute. you felt a little tipsy from the shot earlier, but nothing more. suddenly, lia appeared in the center and said, “seeing as it’s my party, i think i have a right to spin the bottle,”. you knew this could not be good. lia spun the bottle and as the bottle spun “mysteriously” her foot tapped the glass, leading you to be one of the players. “oops!” lia said. you looked up and met eyes with chris. oh thank god. you had made your way over to him, and boldly sat on his lap. it felt wrong. i mean it’s not like you and minho were really dating right? it’s not cheating right? but that didn’t matter. you were determined to prove lia wrong. about what, you didn’t know but this gme was now in your court. 

“y/n you-”

“shh,” you cut chris off, “it’s just a game right?”. you smashed your lips against his, not quite sure how to make out you sort of tried sucking on chris’ bottom lip as minho sucked on yours merely 24 hours ago. tons of squeals, and ooo’s and ahh’s were heard until they abruptly ended by a dead silence. you broke the kiss only to see minho was right beside you, and suddenly he threw a hard punch at chris, pushing chris backwards. 

“this is some stupid game, lia, grow the fuck up and get over it. i’m not leaving y/n. especially not for you. and bang, keep your hands to yourself and think twice before touching my girlfriend ever again.” minho stated coldly. minho grabbed your hand, sort of forcing you to stand up. “we’re leaving. let’s go, babe,” he said, leading you out of the room. 

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the car ride back to your apartment was silent. you felt bad. you hadn’t thought it was personal, honestly, but you felt bad. minho put his car in park as he found a space at your apartments. “minho i-” you were quickly cut off by his lips pressed against yours. this kiss was very different from the warm and heavy from the day before, this one was needy and demanding. you kissed back, of course, and attempted to continue the kiss, but minho let go. 

“god you are so insatiable, do you know that?” he told you, “do you know how badly it’s taking everything in me not to just devour you right here, right now.”.

“then do it,” you stated. minho sighed.

“i can’t,” he said.

“why not?”

“becuase it’s you..”

“what’s that supposed to mean? is there something wrong with me?”

“no and thats the problem!”

“i’m not following,”

“do i need to spell it out for you, y/n?”

“maybe?”

“i like you. like like you. this isn’t fake to me anymore.” he admitted. a silence flooded the car. he sighed and leaned his head against the head rest. “i like you, y/n, and you don’t have to feel the same way, we can end this now if you want. i broke my own damn rule,” he said. you wereat a loss of words. maybe because a boy has never confessed to you like this, hell a boy has never confessed to you. “i’m sor-”

“i mean the rule was that i can’t fall for you, not that you couldn’t fall for me,” you said. minho laughed.

“okay whatever, can you please say something back to my confession that’s serious,” he asked.

“oh, oh, i like you too minho. i guess i broke your rule,” you replied. minho chuckled.

“i think this is the most awkward confession i’ve experienced, now can i please kiss you, as your boyfriend?” he asked.

“i mean you were already-” minho cut you off with a hushed kiss. this kiss was like the first, warm, sweet, genuine. he tried to pull away, but you wrapped your arms around his neck. he began to kiss somewhat harsher, demandingly. you could feel yourself become aroused just by his kiss. minho let go.

“i need to have you, baby,” he said. you nodded and the two of you got out of his car. as soon as you were inside your apartment, minho pressed you against the door, pressing his lips against yours harsher than before. he grabbed both of your wrists and held them above your head as he continued to kiss you, eventually kiss your shoulders and your neck and underneath your jaw. “i need you to tell me you’re okay with this, because once i start i will not stop unless you say a safe word,” he told you.

“safe word?” you asked.

“its a word you’ll say if you’re ever uncomfortable and we need to stop,” he answered.

“bunny?” you said.

“perfect,” he replied, before undoing your pant buttons. he rubbed your core through your panties, and you let out a whimper. “what’s wrong baby?” he asked.

“i need you,” you said.

“fuck, y/n, you cannot just be saying that or else i’ll need to fuck you right here,” he replied. you whined at his statement. “what? is something wrong?” he asked, genuinely.

“no, nothing is wrong it’s just, you’re so hot,” you told him.

“such a desperate little baby, getting turned on just by my words,” he said, “i’m going to make you my little baby, you’d like that wouldn’t you? would you like to be minnie’s little cum whore?”. he then put his hand down your panties, rubbing his pointer finger over your clit. 

“f-fuck,” you let out in a whisper. 

“i know you like my fingers more than that, be loud for me baby,” minho instructed. suddenly he inserted two of his fingers into your core. he moved at a steady pace, one that wasn’t too fast or too slow. “god you’re so tight,” he commented to himself. 

“m-min i-i’m-”

“don’t.” he told you, “trust me i can feel how tight you are, but tonight i want you cum on something else.”.

“wh-what?” you said. minho removed his fingers from your dripping cunt. minho picked you up and walked towards your bedroom. he sat you on the edge, took off your pants and panties, then, grabbing your  thighs he pushed your core to his face and immediately began lapping at your pussy. you brought your hands down to grip minho’s locks as he went down on you. “minnie oh shit– that feels so good,” you said. he huffed against you as a response. suddenly, you felt fingers entering you again, this time at a much faster rate. you felt like this was cloud 9. nothing could feel better than this moment. “min- i-i can’t hold it anymore please,” you begged. minho suddenly pushed away, and ou whined at the loss of contact. he pulled down his pants and you could see his length through his boxers. it was practically begging to be freed. minho ran his fingers through his hair. 

“do you have any condoms?” he asked you. you remembered you had a few in your drawer, some for safe keeping. minho walked towards your bed side drawer and took the condom out. he ripped it open and pulled down his boxers. his member sprung, and seemed to be slightly wet from his own pre-cum. he pumped himself a few times before he put on the condom. he then came back and leaned over you. “are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asked. you nodded your head. you took your right hand and gently held his cheek.

“more sure than i’ve ever been,” you answered. and with that, minho took your hand and held it, intertwining your hands.

“alright, now this may hurt a little baby, but i promise i’ll make you feel so good. please just say your safe word if you want to stop.”. you nodded. minho rubbed his member between your lips, using your wetness as lube. he then aligned himself to your opening, and slowly inserted himself in. you squeezed minho’s hand at the slightest pinch you felt from his cock entering you. minho slowly inserted himself inch by inch, until finally he bottomed out, causing him to let out a moan. “god your pussy is amazing, are you okay sweetheart?” he asked.

“yes minnie,” you started, you could feel yourself clench all of the sudden, “please move.”.

“of course, i’m gonna use this pussy as my personal pocket,” he answered you. he then brought himself out before entering again. minho began to thrust, each pump getting faster than the last. “g-god you’re tighter than i though, i could use your cunt all day,” he stated. you moaned at the thought causing minho to chuckle. “you like that huh? you want to be minnies little fuck toy?” he said. 

“y-yes please, just, don’t stop this feels so good,” you managed to let out. minho began a steady pace, similar to his fingers that was in between fast and slow. “min i feel it-”

“thats alright baby, cum on my cock. show minnie how good you feel, my sweet.” he said. you felt yourself unravel, letting out some curses and versions of minhos name. it wasn’t too long before minho came as well, cumming inside of his condom.

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when you woke up, you felt the warmth of minho’s arms around you. he smirked. “goodmorning sweetheart,” he said. you yawned.

“have you been watching me sleep?” you asked.

“don’t ruin the moment!” he said, “i just wanted to look at my perfect girlfriend.”. you loved hearing that come out of his mouth, genuinely. you snuggled yourself into his chest.

“i could just lay with you all day,” you said.

“is that so?” he replied. you nodded.

“i’m being so serious,” you repled. minho ran his fingers through your hair. 

“do you think you’ll get the funds to your film now?” he asked you.

“i’m not sure, not unless you released our sex tape publicly, but in that case it better not have been for free,” you answered. minho laughed, and you listened to the way his voice sounded with your ear pressed to his chest. 

a/n: i hoped you enjoyed it!! <3 thankss for reading.

[mercurianchild]

hi angel, how would you describe a lilith trine sun ,pluto and mars in a person?Is that a bad thing? Couse i read having lilith placements its not good - that it makes you a bad woman is that true ? Like i dont wanna steal any man like i have been blamed for that in the past and dude i was doing legit nothing . So i wonder does that play a part of woman just randomly giving me angry nasty looks for no reason ? or having the 8 house as your chart ruler just make people woman give ya da angry stare even if you are tryng to hide and not attract atention? And i also want to ask (sorry ) does sextiles count as placements ? For example : i have my asc sextile pluto and lilith sextile my moon and when i read descriptions about let say pluto ascendant aspects i relate to the description BUT i wonder am i allowed to relate to this orr sextiles are weak placements and it doesnt count and i should not feel includet couse another astro blog on this app told me its not about you it only counts with harsh aspects couse they are actually fighting the true battles and you just want attention. so i just wanted to know. Anyway thank you and i do understand if you cant anser to all anyway you are amazing ! have an amazing 20th of april i read its gonna be like a new 14 years of some good fortune events happening bla bla so i hope thats true :D lol anyway ok imma shut up now , bye

Lilith Trine Sun, Pluto, and Mars, and the role of sextiles

Hey love! I can tell you’ve been doing some deep thinking about your astrological chart, and it sounds like you’re feeling a bit overwhelmed and misunderstood. Let’s have a look at your placements 💜

🪻Lilith Trine Sun: This aspect means you have a strong, confident sense of self, and Lilith adds a layer of mystery and magnetism. You’re likely very authentic and true to yourself, which can be incredibly inspiring. This doesn’t make you a "bad woman" at all. Instead, it means you embody a fierce independence that some people might find intimidating.

🪻Lilith Trine Pluto: Pluto brings depth and transformation, making you very perceptive and capable of profound personal growth. This aspect can make you seem powerful and intense, which can sometimes be misunderstood by others.

🪻Lilith Trine Mars: Mars gives you drive and passion. With this trine, you’re likely assertive and have a strong will, which can be a great strength. This combination can also make you very dynamic and engaging, though some might misinterpret your intensity.

If you’ve experienced negative reactions from some women, it might be because your strong Lilith energy, combined with your 8th house influences, makes you appear very powerful. The 8th house is associated with deep psychological forces and transformation, which can be unsettling for some people. Remember, this is about their insecurities, not about you. You’re not doing anything wrong, and you definitely don’t deserve to be treated poorly for being your authentic self!

Now, let’s talk about sextiles.

🪻Ascendant Sextile Pluto: This aspect gives you a compelling presence and the ability to influence others deeply. It’s why you might relate to descriptions of Pluto-Ascendant aspects because it enhances your intensity and depth.

🪻Lilith Sextile Moon: This brings a harmonious blend of your emotions and your independent side, making you comfortable with expressing your true feelings and desires.

Sextiles should not be dismissed as weak or insignificant! They highlight areas where you can thrive and grow without the intense challenges of harsher aspects. It’s perfectly valid for you to feel connected to these descriptions!!

But to make it short, you have a powerful, magnetic personality shaped by these harmonious aspects. It’s understandable that this can sometimes lead to misunderstandings or negative reactions, but it’s also a source of great strength. Embrace who you are and use these insights to navigate your path with confidence! You can do it and I believe in you! I really hope this helps you feel more at ease with your chart. You have the power to shape your journey and use these insights for growth and positive change.

Wishing you all the best!!! 💜

[dilfhos]

sooo this is gonna be a messy rant on the observations ive made between different writer communities, blog interactions and overall “status”. just silly little things I’ve noticed in my 4+ years being on tumblr btwn 2 diff blogs. and this is about no one specific, a very generalized post so if you find urself offended i honestly dont know what to tell you?? :o do better ig. & if you relate, i feel for you. TLDR @/end.

i dont like interacting/ building connections with people but not for the reasons ppl think. im not stuck up or pretentious or weird or anything. just another anime-enjoyer who loves to write in her free time. nobody special by a longshot!! i enjoy writing, always have since before i was a teen. (wasn’t always ff tho!).

but over the years ive just noticed fandom writing has its gritty sides that no one talks about often and its no mystery why so many prolific/ popular writers deactivated, me included. i had some shitty experiences and have seen friends go bc of it.

firstly, I’ve noticed, once you start interacting and building friendships with people, it’s easier to see the bigger perspective of where ppl stand and the blatant hierarchy of friendships and groups. same applies to that outside. like its literally just me n’ my bsf then my acquaintances bc mfs be weirddd omg its like cults or something. like thats why initially I didn’t interact w/anyone starting on my new blog. that n’ fear of drama following from my last blog ugh. ‘Cept the few i’ve met on my old blog (like my wifey)

not to mention i have bad anxiety. and sometimes im cue-deaf. i dont always pick up what people put down and vice versa and it makes me conscious in a lot of my interactions. so a part of me doesn’t want to interact at all to avoid all awkwardness and possible miscommunications. that’s not to say i don’t notice subtle changes in interactions after one situation / conversation or so forth, that in myself or witnessed between other ppl. (im perceptive, just not that good conversationalist lol. like i really have to try.)

but then…if you don’t interact with people on here, your chances of building an audience or a reader base is slim to none. the likelihood of developing relationships is zip. because you’re already perceived and pegged as just another tumblr writer. pause. to clarify, a writer who doesn’t want any recognition or interactions from mutuals or new friends. or just a lonely writer? a introverted, lonely writer. which leads to little to none interactions (anons, reblogs, moots —exposure.)

so then its like you’re kinda placed btwn a rock n a hard place. and there’s absolutely no problem with that! in fact this is the best part—meeting friends and like-minded people! people that make being online all the more worth it right? thirsting over fictional characters and sharing in each other’s works!

but you have to be in specific circles it seems. but then you can’t imply that you want to be in those circles bc then you’re desperate.

but well, then you cant purposefully want to be independent or be on your own or else you’re a hater, hypocrite or stuck up. not to mention, no one will reblog your stuff lol. no one will interact fr, and you’re friendless essentially. and god forbid if you disagree on something as if opinions don’t exist btw! then you’re being ganged up on. (like omg grow up!)

but then if you reach out you’re seen as trying to wedge in or kiss ass? you interact and follow and you’re ignored or left hanging? (bc im gonna touch your hand when i say this—it never gave fan, your majesty of horny nerds) and this is about ALL the writing communities and fandoms—spicy content, black content and dark content. ALL.

yet no one wants to talk about the pregnant elephant in the room—bias. and favoritism. also people seem to have a hard time being direct with how they’re feeling toward/about someone ( in a good or bad way) which in turn leads to a lot of miscommunication and subliminal attacks. (not to mention hate anons? one of my moots just had her inbox flooded w/them recently, ew.)

you can lead a horse to water AND you can write a 500-word essay on the observations made on tumblr writers as a whole. (a long ass post on the truth on behalf of those feeling this too)

also, slapping a HEY LOOK AT ME! IM A WRITER WHO WANTS INTERACTION AND FRIENDS! on a blog is frankly embarrassing. it shouldn’t even take all that seeing how easy it is for others wanting the same thing.

or doing less to achieve the same result.

not to mention, yall shit on ppl who essentially feel this way altogether bc you peg them as sb who doesn’t “try” or just jealous when their own works are phenomenally written themselves. ive seen it. and ive lived it. never gave jealousy baby.

at the end of the day, we’re all writers— either longterm or hobbyists. (personally, im longterm) self-indulgent or not! and its absolutely amazing when people are being fair in how they spread love and feedback to their writers.

Secondly, its not news that people have to want to reblog your fics so that their followers can reblog, so they can reblog, and their followers can reblog and so forth. but ppl honestly dont care atp bc once they’ve already read it, they owe you nothing. and apparently asking for reblogs is crass and bold. (imma do it anyway) but putting your very all into a story just to turn and see a half-thought out hc soaring 3k in 2hrs and 5k in a day — you have to stfu, open your ass and take it. keep it cute!

you’re getting fucked after all!!

because if you complain—you’re just jealous and lazy and uncreative!! and i hate that to seem like a writer worth a damn, you have to change up your writing style every two weeks to fit in with trending waves.

“no more poetic long fics, nobody’s into that! short, snappy slutty shots are all the rage!” “ppl are only into these specific tropes but you can’t exceed 2k words!” “only add trending characters to these hcs! ppl love them only!” “don’t write too much about a specific character or else ill unfollow you!” its exhausting.

i am well within my right as a literary artist to desire more feedback and interaction on anything i put out. period. and you are too! 🫵

God, im tired of that stupid, ‘you have to enjoy your writing for yourself and not worry about notes’ line. i do love my writing! don’t get me wrong there’s nobody id rather write like if not myself fr. not to mention the inspiration i draw from famous literary authors. however, i would love feedback and the same energy that i see with others in my same caliber.

and when i see others that didn’t even try fr—its a slap in the face to put it bluntly.

i can want silly little comments and notes about something i cherish and put out for that reason and yall aren’t gonna make me feel bad about it. sorry! like yall really be making people feel shitty for wanting the same type of interactions you get! especially when its harmless, bye asf. nb want to recipe to ur peach cobbler b!

the only one giving push back are those appointed popular /top blogs n’ cliques tho. now personally, i honestly dgaf if you have 20 followers or 25k, writing is writing and if its good you should want to support it regardless of following count/interaction right?

unfortunately, and quite unsurprisingly its not the case for the rest of this hellhole lol. there’s always gonna be some “big blog” in any part of tumblr or any social media for that matter.

but when the sole purpose being on a site like tumblr to write is mainly exposure, then it just makes it ten times worse especially if it seems that these blogs are steady at the top of every. single. tag. and listen, i know how initially stupid that sounds but when you’ve picked up on patterns for as long as i have, well iykyk.

so imma be real bc no one else will, half of the posts that yall see with 25k notes have alr been done. just different characters, different words, different dialogue. And 8/10 its been done by sb who only received 100 notes. Thats the evil part. whats more is that it lacks the creativity the one post with 100-300 notes is filled with completely.

POP QUIZ! what post would readers be more inclined to read? — one that says 10k (ohhh that must be popular!) or the one with only 150 (oh i guess nb really liked that one) that no one is even willing to reblog for MORE. and BOOM. now yall wonder why so many great writers LEAVE, its a fucking joke.

so unfortunately its no longer only about or only on readers anymore. its about who you know and who you know is willing to support your fr. who is willing to REBLOG your fics for their friends and followers, so that their friends and followers can reblog. to fit in you actually have to get in these days and it makes it all less enjoyable. makes it a chore and if you aren’t ‘doing it right’ ultimately it makes you feel shitty about your writing. (Please don’t, you are doing amazing. its the platform.)

it makes people not want to jump into writing. it pushes away those who actually want to join writing communities and meet people without feeling like they have to jump thru hoops to thrive or worse—live in other ppls shadows. and then it deters those from speaking up in fear of being shut down by bigger groups. ive seen it happen time and time again.

lastly, and this is the juiciest part! you absolutely cannot say anything about any of this bc you’re complaining and a fisher just looking for attention and not someone who just want things to be fair all over. play the game, right? ( wrong. and if this is your logic, you suck! )

its no longer about making flashy banners and pretty themes. its no longer about how many clever directory links you add or how many games you initiate on your blog or whether or not you’ve reblogged your fic three times already. its about your “friends”, other mutuals, and blogs willing to support you too. not just the audience. audience gonna do what they want regardless. reblog, don’t reblog, whatever. “at least ive read it right?” but everyone knows this. duh! but it’s obvious who doesn’t care as long as they’re on top of that tag! its admirable in a way but it sucks for those wanting to break out and build some kind of readerbase and/or make friends.

TLDR; people need to stop being bias and be fair and open lol. stop picking favorites and share the love all around. you see another person writing your favorite character or trope, give them a fucking chance and reblog, regardless if they’re in your ‘circle’ / radar or not. regardless if you know them or not. hell, let them put you on to a new fandom. bc writing is writing and making new moots and finding new fics seem to be what everyone loves to showcase until its time to actually do it. no wonder people get discouraged to make friends and write, yall treat it like some kind of secret society when its supposed to be fun💀 not a competition. (yall need to dead this clique-y shit. )

[campfam4lyfe]

So good to meet another Brookji/Kenlynn fan! What do you think that will happen between them in JWCT season 2 (or later seasons)?

YESSS ANOTHER BROOKENJI!!!!!

okay so, honestly, i have like. zero clue. of what i think will actually happen, because there could be so many different roads for them to take. i know what i want though, and that is a kenlynn endgame. i understand why they broke up, i do. but to see their faces as it happened. the devastation--neither of them wanted it. but kenji had to do it, and i dont blame him.

but guys! brooklynn loves the camp fam--she keeps their picture up on her mystery board. she kept it as her lockscreen. she loves them. i also have to say, that brooklynn loves kenji. as a boyfriend, as a lover--as her person. darius says she was real broken up about the breakup, and she clearly had regrets. she told darius about how and where it happened. she kept that video with the "brokwie bear" and "kenji wenji." she has that video because she couldn't help but film him bc she thought he was being cute. it was one of the first things they saw when they decided to look through her phone! she loves him!

and kenji loves her--his grief over her death, his anger at the people he suspected of being involved in her death--the constant "where were you's" to darius--he needed to know why he wasnt there. that bit where he says "be honest with me. if you loved brooklynn, and mean, really loved her, why werent you there?" broke me, absolutely, cause goddamn ouch. like. he loves her, so he couldnt imagine not showing up if she called him. to the extent where he needs to know why darius wasnt and its like. does he, somehow, blame himself a lot? is that a veiled, *i* could have been there, why didnt she want me there?? devastating stuff.

but. thats all s1 stuff. youre asking about season 2 and onwards! so. what i think will happen--okay, so, you remember how in the end of s1 cc they showed ben was alive? and then we got a ben&bumpy episode that spanned the near-month he was alone. im wondering if they'll do that with brooklynn at some point. truly, i dont know. its possible, but maybe there going to reveal it in pieces, like flashbacks.

i want to know how brooklynn survived. the extent of her realtionship with ronnie, and about all the stuff she'd uncovered abt the dino smugglers since she started till now.

but also, i want a reunion so so bad, and since CT was handling everything else so well, i think theyll do a reunion justice too. and that means i think they will give some of the characters space to be angry. obviously i think there will be relief--who wouldnt be, to find out your friend is alive? but then i think there might also be betrayal, or anger or both.

and maybe also a little horror. brooklynn lost her HAND. and those moments leading up to it must have been terrifying.

i want the fact that she has lost a hand to be addressed. for instance, she can't drive her motorcycle anymore, at least not without a proper prosthesis. and its clearly something she liked doing--her helmets! one for her and one for kenji. just. AHHHHHH you know???

i want kenji to be wooed, let brooklynn woo kenji CT writers, let them woo each other.

i realize i keep meandering and never properly answering your question. im so sorry! okay--i think things will be tense, probably, with relief mixed in, but also a lot of hurt, and some anger. i think brooklynn will have her reasons, its a matter of whether or not the camp fam can accept those reasons or not, after all, we cannot force anyone to accept our apologies. i think they will however, though it may be at different stages for different characters. i think kenlynn will be able to reconcile, and im hoping for a "i knew youd come around/dont ruin it" call back. (my biggest hope is for that ghost line callback tho) but i also think brooklynn will have to show kenji that she does value his time and being with him, and just, him. which, i think its clear she does, but she got a little too consumed with her mystery for a hot sec.

[blonkk]

man it’s so annoying to see people act like the trump win is such a huge mystery, why are so many WOMEN and PEOPLE OF COLOUR voting for this guy???? as if those demographics automatically owe democrats/liberals/what have you anything at all

the economy is in the gutter. the working class has been stretched to their absolute limits. things like immigration and asylum seekers coming through has become a problem, has put a strain on peoples lives. women’s rights to speak freely and have access to private spaces is actively being taken from them. children are being abused and pawned by the pharmaceutical and medical industry.

these are things the dems don’t recognize as problems or won’t acknowledge the severity of them in the interest of being politically correct. this type of apathy pushes people away, eventually pushes them to another side of the political spectrum. and then anyone who dares to sway is labeled a bigot, racist, sexist, fascist, everything in the book. the democratic side is, at its centre, not the inclusive party dedicated to improving the lives of americans; it upholds the status quo, and kisses the butts of powerful lobbies (juuuuust the like republicans).

and the people who voted third party have the nerve to label these people as bad. and the nerve to label kamala voters as supportive of genocide. like at least they voted for something; your super special performative nonmaction did fuckall. palestine will be no better off.

if millions of women and poc and whoever else voted for the caricature of the evil right winger it’s for a reason. don’t act all shocked then tell women theyre “transphobes” and “bigots” when they want to call themselves women and protect children. don’t tell poc theyre racist when they question why so many more flood in and strain resources, and also impact crime rates (not petty; see rape, sex trafficking, dv etc).

left wingers are so disingenuous and untrustworthy, just like far right wingers, but they can’t see it. they too cover the truth, and exaggerate to push their own agenda. they too ignore people who speak against them or challenge them.

it’s so fucking frustrating. at the root, the country is scared, people are just trying to do what’s best for them as americans. it’s depressingz personally i don’t see anything radical about a brown female president, being brown and female myself — that’s just normal to me. i don’t judge her by those things. i don’t think because she’s a woman, she’ll magically be the best choice for us, or for brown people. all i see is a political acumen and background, competency, dedication and a true desire to try her best for people. i don’t agree with her on nearly everything at all. i do believe she and her party do have responsibility for maligning these female and poc voters. but again, i don’t think that because she’s the democratic rep, and happens to be brown and female, that she automatically will get these votes.

you’re not supposed to agree 100% with you’re chosen candidate. that is literally not even possible. you’re not supposed to define yourself as solely democratic or republican; it’s normal for you to change and reassess priorities, and same with each other party.

i do think there was hesitation in electing a woman, even though she was the sitting vp for a term and nothing crashed and burned. people are dumb if they considered this a reason not to vote her in imo

digression as always lol. anywayyyssss DONT act like women and poc owe you shit. DONT ignore them and then get all googoo eyed slack mouthed when they go for someone who does hear some of their complaints, while, yes, seemingly not caring for others. this shit is clearly important if trump got those votes by acknowledging those concerns and harris’s lack of acknowledgement didn’t.

[gikairan]

Man, after seeing the secret ending last night i'm doing some thinking...

So, one of the really weird parts of the Epilogue slides is... a focus on the Caretaker? Like, theyre kinda the bare minimum required of a character? And yet their "story" is mentioned. But the wording is specifically something about them waiting for new dwellers??

And, like, thats just weird for an epilogue! its really weird!

..... Unless the Caretaker has a role in another story.

Then we swing back to the secret ending, revealing the impact of ~mystery folks~ who have been working behind the scenes to get rid of many of the major players in Thedas. It also ties into many of the hints the game gives about the people across the sea They influenced Loghain, they influenced Bartrand (where did he get that map of the primeval thaig?). I think it implied they had something to do with connecting Corypheus and Solas? And they specifically wanted all the Evunaris and the Dread Wolf off the playing board.

If they ARE the Executors, we've seen one..... in Tevinter Nights. I dont doubt they ARE the Executors. Similar clothes are described in Tevinter Nights to the codexes around the Circles. The one in Tevinter Nights admitted that the people across the sea see Solas as a threat too. Solas very quickly kills them. He doesnt explain why he does that either.

And then theres someone called Rook.

I dont really know the symbology of chess pieces. I dont even know which one is the rook and what moves it can do. So my only real interpretation here is "you are just a piece on the board, something for someone else to manipulate towards an end goal"

And in one sense, yes thats sort of what Solas does with you. He manipulates you to get you to take his place.

But also, theres this shadowy group thats treating Thedas like one giant game. A little nudge to someones emotions here, a convenient note there, a meeting that wouldn't otherwise happen.... careful, tactical moves to take the most powerful pieces off the board, and weaken the other side.

And the character who took the most powerful pieces off the board for them? Has a board game piece for a name :)c.

..... I dont think Rooks story is done, folks. It feels like theyre teasing more people to inhabit The Lighthouse, as well as a continuation of Taash's story at least (because their story does not wrap up). And it would be a bit odd to carry on those without Rook.... Who probably has a reason to be Mad about the Executors, if they find out they were manipulated in such a way :)c.

[walnutcookie]

can i ask what cheddar's curse is :333333333 3 33333 :333 :#3333333333333333333333333333 :3:#3333

HI I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKEDDD. :33 THANK U SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK /GEN. you have unleashed hell i am about to write so many paragraphs /silly /pos

ok to rb!

I need to draw a picture of them without the shadow sometime but. basically that glint in the shadow over cheddars face?

thats not their eye. they dont have an eye there anymore. instead it is a jewel :]c a cheddarstone to be exact. And it is very cursed!

still need to figure out exactly how it goes but when the blue cheese manor burned down they reached for the cursed jewel that their family had and They survived! They technically cannot die! but living isnt exactly easy

inside of them is a ton of Dark almost ink-like goop,, its like. Anti-life force. It seeps through their skin slowly and if it seeps out too much cheddar has to fight for control. if it gets really bad they lose control entirely. the only way to keep it from seeping out is by absorbing pure life force. they can obtain it through being around someone as they die, but more effectively they can kill people themself. Which is pretty easy since!! touching anti-life force kills a person IMMEDIATELY literally all cheddar needs to do is touch someone and theyre dead.

of course, if people knew that she was doing this, theyd be arrested immediately so theyve found ways to be sneaky about it :]c

for one, they cover themself up as best as possible. Literally from the head down its completely covered - giant coat, gloves, boots, etc. plus the hat covers not only the jewel in their eye but the anti-life force goop growing on his face!!! They avoid being in crowds or tightly packed spaces and theyre careful not to ever touch someone - while the clothing helps, it doesnt completely negate the curse, so while a brush of the shoulder may not kill the person itll at least drain them which will look suspicious.

obviously this quote wasnt related but shh its about Universe A. to me

cheddar has basically made themself untouchable (both metaphorically and literally).

say, theoretically, they need to take another victim. theyre travelling with macaroni on oh, say, a train, and they find a random cookie isolated in a train car with nobody around to witness anything. they peel off their glove and put their hand on the victims mouth, muffling their scream and killing the person instantly, and then they gently lower the body down so it doesnt make a noise as it hits the floor. next they use a knife to stab the person a few times - theyre already dead, but since touching them wouldnt give any indicators toward the cause of death, they have the perfect opportunity to create a false story behind the murder of this cookie and frame someone else for it. all they need to do after that is call macaroni to come see and he'll practically do the work for them!!!

ive mentioned this on one of my posts before but i headcanon that macaroni. cannot. stand. mysteries. he has to have them solved ASAP otherwise he CANNOT rest easy. he wont be able to eat or sleep very well at all. it makes him so anxious as much as he loves mysteries

Cheddar uses this to their advantage! theyve created a person in macaroni's head - someone whos lazy, who doesnt put much effort into their work, someone who doesnt rely on real evidence very much. How would someone like cheddar manage to frame someone else for a murder theyve committed and get away with it? especially since cheddar is around macaroni 24/7 and hed never expect them to do something in like the five minutes that they sneak away. not to mention cheddar has been working for the cbi even longer than mac and why on earth would a cbi agent kill someone for (seemingly) no reason??? In reality cheddar is actually much smarter and observant than they make themself seem but mac is in HEAVY denial about it because he doesnt want to have to think about his work partner being a murderer. Better to come up with other solutions (which cheddar so generously offers to him by framing people) than to point the finger at cheddar and raise dozens more questions that may be left unanswered. Plus the thought that all of the deaths cheddar caused would technically partially be macs fault. And as much as cheddar annoys him, mac has grown pretty attached to them.

someone could literally yell at mac and say LOOK!!! CHEDDAR HAS BLOOD STAINS ON THEIR COAT OH MY GOD!!!!!!! and mac will just laugh and say Haha that must be from lunch yesterday :) LIKE. cheddar has just made the perfect alibi for themself. they can never be accused of any crime because mac will defend them no matter what just to keep his own sanity

all of the killing and murder and crime aside cheddar is. Fucking miserable. shes so insanely touch starved bro they havent had a hug since like 1806 (except for like one person CCOUXGGHT COUCGHE GOUCGH ROUCYEO CAPPUCCINO COUGH COUCGH SPUTTER COUGH thats another post entirely though if anyone sends an ask abt it ill talk about it) and they try to make themself seem unlikable towards macaroni and try to distance themself from people and avoid relationships because even just a high five or a brush of the shoulder could be fatal. its too much of a risk, and its not one theyre willing to take.

he is fucking Smitten for macaroni theyre so head over heels for that girl but they just! CANT!!!! they cant get close to him because then he might DIE and not only would they lose the person they love but that would mean that their precious alibi is gone and theyd have to be extra extra sneaky about things to make sure that nobody catches them committing crimes. not to mention because of the way they act macaroni fucking HATES HIM. one sided yuri my beloved

anyways yaay ill stop there before this post gets too long X] theres more stuff about these two (including actual yuriful fluff NO WAAY) if youre curuois or have any other questions just shoot me an ask id love to answer!!!!

as always i dont think this is canon by any means it is all just my silly headcanon au because i think cheddar should be fucked up As a treat👍have a nice day If you read all of this i loveyiu so much /p