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catboyieejeno · 2 years ago

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nct dream reaction ₊˚ପ⊹

➸ the dreamies as boyfriends.

alt title: the dreamies are boyfriend coded—that's all.

content: gn! reader, fluff, slightly suggestive, mentions of food

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ mark lee

mark is very easily flustered in general, so what is he supposed to do when the prettiest person ever is just simply existing in his presence? just remembering you're in the room and stealing a glance your way awakens the most teenage-boyish feelings within him, tips of his ears red and nerves bubbling as if he isn't already in a relationship with you

he's endeared by the most minute gestures and quirks of yours, the ones that go unnoticed by others. like your little huff when you're frustrated or the way you scrunch your nose when you're not satisfied or contemplating something

they way you randomly squeeze his hand when you guys are walking will drive him up the wall. this man will audibly gasp or squeak, clutch his chest, and squeeze his eyes shut to recover from the way his heart is suddenly and fiercely pounding in his chest

he's constantly geeking out over you, though he doesn't gush to the dreamies too often. they'd just make fun of him and tbh he doesn't wanna hear it, but on occasion he'll talk to jaehyun or johnny since they're close and more than willing to lend an ear

can only go so long without a kiss from you. i give him maximum two hours (sometimes sooner) before he's looking into your eyes in that way that tells you he's going to kiss you

his hands would come up to hold your face and his lips would mold into a soft, doughy smile before pressing into yours. it's delicate and lingering, and he breathes you in every time, hands only leaving your face to wrap tightly around you and hold you close to his chest

would do the typical 'wipe the corner of your mouth with his thumb' when you're eating together or pick an eyelash from your cheek, holding it up and insisting you make a wish and blow it away so it comes true

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ huang renjun

we know renjun has no filter, but i don't see him being too frequently outspoken about his feelings with/towards you; he's slightly reserved in this regard because giving cheesy compliments feels slightly foreign and awkward and he doesn't thinks it's something he's good at

initially, that is.

that reservation lasts up until the moment the most unplanned, instinctual, and heartfelt "gosh, i could look at you forever," leaves his lips.

he didn't plan to make you flustered; in fact, he didn't even plan on saying it out loud. he was just obliviously voicing his thoughts, but once he saw the flush of red that spread across your cheeks, eyes dreamy and wide with surprise, renjun questions how he ever went a day without being the reason for this look on your face.

huang renjun pays so much attention to detail when it comes to you, whether it's about your favorite food/restaurant or your coffee order or the different scents/products you like. you'll literally never have to repeat yourself with him, he's always listening very closely and noticing all the small things about you that no one has ever picked up on

he's so gentle and considerate, an 'actions speak louder than words' kind of guy. constant acts of service, making sure you keep up with meals, helping with chores, naming and watering your plants, etc.

and, undoubtedly, he's definitely the best out of the dreamies at taking care of you when you're sick.

now... he will wear a mask and wont kiss you until you're 100% better

or at least until he's sure you're not contagious

but you can bet this boy is making you fresh tea and soup daily, checking your temperature every thirty minutes, rubbing menthol on your chest and running you a bath + sticking a towel in the dryer so it's warm when he wraps it around you and gets you ready for bed

will not leave your side until you make a complete recovery

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ lee jeno

his natural resting state is his face tucked into your neck or shoulder

before he's even opened his eyes on an early morning, his face is nuzzling into yours, lips nibbling at your neck, plush and wet and leaving the lightest of kisses on your warm skin. he's completely enveloped by your scent, lulled to sleep for a bit longer by the sounds of your even breaths

if you're standing in a queue or at a party, he'll rest his cheekbone onto your shoulder, both arms wrapping around your waist. occasionally he'll leave a kiss on the nearest accessible spot of exposed skin, but since he's the shyest member (according to the dreamies), he might not do much more in regards to PDA

hand holding is a must though, especially when it's cold and your linked hands are tucked into his jacket pocket. so cheesy but you gotta let it slide bc it's lee jeno

loves to help you pick your outfits/shop with you... loves it.

has absolutely all the patience in the world, and will watch you with stars in his eyes as you style yourself, nervously offering his opinion every so often

will ask you to get up from your seat so that he can take it and pull you onto his lap instead. 7/10 times he'll get hard but can you blame him...

speaking of laps, please let him nap on yours :( jeno will pout and beg for a chance to sleep on your thighs or tummy, insisting that the quality of his sleep is drastically improved when he's on you. also, it's implied that he wants you to massage his scalp and play with his hair... will be out within five minutes if you do

and if he were to stir awake and the lights in the room were too bright, he'd tiredly drag your hand over to rest on his cheek and shade his eyes so he can keep sleeping

would absolutely love if you showed an interest in any of his hobbies

for example, he'd be so giddy if you let him teach you how to play a video game, holding your hand over the mouse and keyboard and pressing your fingers down on the buttons as he mutters instructions into your shoulder

or if you wanted to ride bikes with him or go to the gym with him, he'd be so attentive and watchful over you, making sure you have a good time doing the things that he likes

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ lee donghyuck

the partner privilege is real with this one

like, he'll be actively feeding you a bite of his food and another member would ask to try it, and he would immediately complain (even though he eventually gives in anyway) just because ugh! it's not the same as letting you have some, you know?

and on the topic of food, when you try his, he will be feeding it to you. no, he will not let you do it yourself so don't even try it—lee donghyuck lives and breathes for the way you roll your eyes in feigned annoyance before accepting the spoonful he so meticulously prepared for you, cheeks stuffed because it was probably too much. he'd even coo at you, going on about how cute you look and asking how you like the taste

will feel betrayed if you watch an episode of a show you're meant to be watching together without him. and while he's on tour or stuck at the dorms, he will facetime you so you can watch it together

he's genuinely so enamored and obsessed with you, in a way that might not even be entirely normal or sane. loves laying on your chest so that he can hear your heart and yes, he will shamelessly ask you to scratch his back, humming contently after each drag of your nails on his skin

cannot seem to get enough affection, ever

also cannot seem to get close enough to you. if it was possible, he'd merge into you to be closer but since it isn't, he'll just have to settle for cuddle sessions where he's wrapped around you like a koala, leg swung across you and pinning you in place.

he's a little dependent when he's with you, so he has a bit of a hard time when he's on tour. hyuck needs to talk to you and hear your voice and he will do anything and everything necessary to make that happen, whether it's staying up ridiculously late, or getting up before the sun to match your schedule. when he's away, he misses you so, so bad that it literally and physically hurts

and he's so soft on these phone calls, constantly reminding you that he misses you and your voice and your touch

he'll endlessly tell you that he loves you, all teasing and jokes aside—he can go back to doing all that when he gets home. for now, he's rambling about all the things he did that day that you would have liked and promising that he will bring you there one day

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ na jaemin

the honeymoon phase never truly ends when you're dating na jaemin. he is the biggest flirt, and i do not say that lightly

compliments and teases you like it's second nature because it is. he's constantly trying to swoon you and is not at all shy about skin-ship, clinging to you when he feels like he needs a bit of extra loving.

i think people underestimate how romantic jaemin is because he tends to be a bit subtle about it, and contrary to popular belief, i think he'd only really pull that side of him out in private, only for you to see. he's not particularly against PDA, just prefers to soak you in when the two of you are alone and together

slow kisses that hide how eager and enamored he really is, fingertips softly grazing all the way up your arms until they disappear into the back of your hair. it's insane how every kiss feels like the first with him, just as exciting, giddy, and warm.

if he has to get up before you for practice or schedules, he'll leave a kiss on your forehead before literally tucking you in, promising to be "back home and in your arms before you know it!"

when i say na jaemin would do anything to make you happy... that is not at all an exaggeration

movie night? you can pick the film and snacks. a couple's trip or vacation? he'll have you make a list of everything you wanna do and follow it through to the very last detail. an argument or disagreement? you're always in the right. if he so much as senses it's escalating, he'll quickly apologize. whatever it is you're fighting about, it's not worth upsetting you over. genuinely has so much love for you, he doesn't ever want to see you unhappy.

learns the recipes to your favorite foods so that he can make them for you whenever you want/crave them

if you were comfortable with it, he'd shower with you every single day, it's literally his favorite thing

and it's not even sexual half the time bro :( i mean... unless you wanted it to be

it's his fingers slowly scrubbing the shampoo into your scalp, hands massaging your upper back and shoulders, applying your facial cleanser and drawing shapes into the foam on your cheeks and forehead...

will 100% hog the hot water, though

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ zhong chenle

uses humor to flirt with you

even when he's mad at you he's still cracking jokes lmfao

kind of mean when he's playing around, but he knows to never take it too far. he doesn't actually want to hurt your feelings, he only wants to convince you that he's not as infatuated with you as he actually is.... although sometimes he slips up lol

like, he'll be gawking at you with so much love in his eyes, then suddenly crack a joke or poke fun at you. it might be quite confusing for an outsider, especially since after he's done laughing at you, he'd lean in and peck your cheek as a wordless truce. you're used to it by now though, and it's honestly kinda sweet because you know by now that pestering is his own way of showing you that he loves you

will pretend to ignore you so that you're forced to ask him for attention because he likes feeling needed/wanted by you

chenle is the personification of the phrase 'dating your best friend'. there's no one who makes you laugh quite as hard as him, or who knows you as well as he does. and, even at times where he isn't the most directly affectionate, he's still following you from room to room as you go about your day, dramatically dragging his feet bc where are you going without him :(

if you praise him for any reason at all, you've immediately turned him into putty and rendered him incapacitated—his cold front has been breached, and no amount of shrugging or 'tsk'-ing from him can hide the grin on his face or the way his eyes have softened and molded into hearts

your approval means everything to him, and he'd never tell you, but he'd constantly worry if he was enough for you or if you deserved better

when he is in an affectionate mood, you can expect lazy kisses just about anywhere. he gets in these moods when he's sleepy, far too tired to keep up his cold act, choosing instead to nestle himself in your warmth and soak in everything that is you.

instead of playing with his ring to go to sleep, you find that he frequently falls asleep, quietly snoring, with the material of your shirt clutched in his hand

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ park jisung

is touch-starved and it shows!

but the idea of outwardly asking you for affection terrifies him, so every time you perform any kind of skin ship, he desperately tries to express how much he likes it by smiling at you or leaning into your touch in hopes that you catch on to the fact that he loves it and he loves you and he wants more

eventually, as he grows more comfortable in the relationship, daring to initiate some touching of his own... as soon as he reaches this point, you realize there's no stopping him

he'd pick up the cutest little habits like spontaneously kissing you mid sentence because he just can't help himself or wait until you're done speaking bc he just needs to kiss you now or he'll die

that, or he'd catch himself playing with your fingers as he listens to the sound of your voice or while the two are laying down and you're telling him about literally anything

his thumb will be brushing ever so gently over your wrist, knuckles, and fingers as he hums to ensure you that he's still listening, his deep voice making his chest rumble under your cheek

but his favorite habit he's developed by far would be having you curled up on his lap, and it's not even in a sexual way or whatever

genuinely, he's never felt more at home

jisung busies himself caressing your soft skin or playing with your hair as you both mindlessly talk about random topics

and all of a sudden he's hyperaware of the situation and his heart swells up with love + a brush creeps up on his cheeks because hahaha wdym you're sitting on his lap rn??!?!?!

and if you glance up at him, fully expect him to get more flushed and hide in your shoulder

constantly buys you your favorite snack but eats most of them before you get around to trying them :( but like you can't even be mad

overall very soft and baby and just about anything you do makes him fall in love with you again

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koipudding · 19 days ago

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like. what kinds of dates does kaiser like.

drabble. wc: ??? under 700. i typed it straight jn tumblr.

cw: kaiser steals your french fries and a chicken nugget. i know. how evil. sex mention too (but nothing ever happens) slight manipulation bjt like. it’s silly.

would he—on the first date—try to impress you by taking you to a fancy modern art gallery in Munich?

to appear smarter—richer—more educated than he currently is (this is more of a”traditional education” thing: primary then secondary school… university and a degree, etc. Kaiser has some education—he enjoys reading psychology texts—but other than that i have no clue) to win your favor.

To be frank, the pieces in the gallery are boring. no doubt there was some… idea the artists want to convey; a metaphor for “our flawed society” or “inherent evil of human society”, however Kaiser doesn’t get it, and judging by your yawn, you don’t either. But it’s all to gain your affection, so he drags you down to view products of a graphic design class from some prestigious art school, and sculptures further down.

“you make that face a lot.” You nudge kaiser’s side and point at a scowling wild cat (some sort of foreign species, he can’t think of the name…)

“I dont. If anything it’s your face. idiot.” he scoffs and ignores how you look grinning at him. Little brat.

He drags you along and purchases a poster for you. The attendant (?) puts a red sticker on the name plate.

“Good. send it to XX-XX on XX street, Munich.”

The attendant writes it all down and scurries off.

Kaiser would continue to pick “tasteful” date spots: an opera, a concert hall, a fancy restaurant with a wait list that lasts a year, and more galleries and ateliers. Often, he’d buy a piece or two from art galleries, etc in order to show off his impeccable, superior taste.

(you and your friends laugh at the things he sends; his taste is… endearing. gaudy hyper-pop posters from famous artists, decor bent anf molded to weird shapes, and jewelry too ostentatious to even leave the glass showing case it came in. they all feature your favorite colors, plants and animals so… at least he pays attention? you pray you’re not a basic bitch and he’s not just googling “what do people like to receive from their boyfriends”)

of course, there’s always a time for extravagance to end, and you break it to him after seeing a concert (and while it was a lovely concert, with a great orchestra and your favorite movie soundtrack, getting ready every week js exhausting).

“i like when we do this too, y’know. no need to blow your hard earned money on me all the time.” You steal one of his french fries.

his eyebrow twitches. It’s a good thing you stole a fry; you cant tell if he’s mad about that or your comment. It’s good for your mental health to assume the former and not feel guilty.

“like, i enjoy it. It’s nice, but maybe we should do it every other month, and do small things like this.” You try to resolve the situation (can you? his jaw js clenching.)

Kaiser sighs and steals one of your chicken nuggets. You sputter at his audacity. The nerve!

“Can’t I spoil you? I have money and time. Guys naturally want to pamper their partners.”

“Kaiser,” you growl (although, it’s more like a scoff. kaiser won’t let you have your fun..), “Pampering doesn’t mean blowing hundreds of euros for a single date night.”

Michael turns his head and whistles. “Whos that? don’t know him.”

you scoff “fine. Mihya,” you say it so saccharine and kind…(hes a needy brat), “your dearest most loving and beautiful partner wishes to inquire about your spending habits, and to inform you that they also enjoy eating dinner and talking shit about everyone with you.” You give him a little posh accent, and get on your high horse, before taking a loud sip of your drink.

He steals one of your fries (blasphemous), and chews while talking “Hah? but like. you enjoy them. and you’re cute all dolled up. especially in that sweater you like so much.”

you point an accusatory fry at him (currently, you’re holding a handful of fries. not that it matters. because he’s taking them.) “you’re just saying that cause it’s your sweater. And i fuck you good after a nigjt out.”

Kaiser rolls his eyes (drama queen) “fine then, what would my most darling-perfect-adorable-kind-intelligent partner like to do for a date?” (he takes your hand, and looks at you. His full attention is yours, and his eyes are inquisitive, not empty or defensive for once.)

(really, you can see his sweat though. He’s panicking. Kaiser knows he’s not the best boyfriend ever, and you could definitely get someone more stable—but not as hot or rich or intelligent as he is—but he has to behave to win you over.)

“just us. maybe a cafe. a walk around town or a park.” You’re a fan of the simpler things; domesticity with kaiser is not something either of you have ever considered, but after a few months it sounds nice.

“like the cat one two blocks down?” he quirks an eyebrow, “i know. i got us a reservation for next week.” (a fib. but he did put one down for next week as you were speaking. so that’s what counts, right? he quickly cancels the michelin star he booked.)

your ears turn hot at that. he knew. scheming bastard.

“you—you’re unbelievable! doing all that just to make me say it to your face!?” You take more of his food, and he glowers (it teeters on a pout. But Michael Kaiser is too mature for that)

“yeah yeah, whatever. eat your fries. i’m getting a milkshake.” He stands up and orders something, and remembers your favorite desert item… he should probably get more of that too.

You later scold him on buying more desserts than you can finish on your own.

#this should’ve been an april fools post imo. alas.#michael kaiser #koi writes #bllk #he’s so dumb i need to kiss him #i was thinking abt it this mornjng and was like.#idk when the sudden shift in vocab happened bjt yeah #my brain works best when tired bc #i start using words like #ostentatious and immaculate #i wanted to be silly so like.#freak for freak.#michael kaiser x reader #they’re freaks. stupid even.

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reveryfics · 2 months ago

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Broken Divinity

Hughie Campbell x Male Reader

Summary: Dealing with one psychopath is one thing, but finding one that's hell bent on murdering the first is something completely different.

A/N: Doing some more DC fics with my boy Hughie. Reader is a powerful supe. Requests open.

TW: Blood - Violence - 18+

The rain slicked the city streets, mirroring the slickness of the rage that coiled within you. You weren’t sure if Vought, in their infinite, arrogant blindness, ever truly grasped the monstrous creation they’d unleashed. Were you a failsafe? A contingency? A weapon waiting in the wings, primed to detonate if Homelander’s leash snapped, or if anyone dared to challenge their golden god? The question gnawed at you, a festering wound in your psyche. But one truth cut through the fog of uncertainty: they underestimated you. They never factored in the raw, unbridled chaos that churned beneath your skin, the sheer, visceral fury that would drive you to confront their precious icon.

They molded you, shaped you, twisted you into a weapon, a tool. They saw potential, a blank slate ripe for their manipulations. They saw a mortal, a child, a plaything. They never saw the monster they were forging. You knew you were no god. You knew you were a product of their twisted experiments, a puppet dancing to their strings. But the word “human” tasted like ash in your mouth. You were something else, something far more dangerous.

They wanted a replacement, a tool to dispose of a rogue asset. They wanted a “Mr. Nice Guy” to rot, replaced by a weapon, a force of pure, unadulterated destruction. And you, in your twisted way, were happy to oblige. You’d become the embodiment of their darkest fears, a being driven by a singular, burning desire: to crush Homelander beneath your heel, to obliterate the smug, self-righteous smirk from his face. The thought sent a jolt of perverse satisfaction through your veins.

The drizzle intensified, the city a blurred, indistinct backdrop as you faced him. Homelander, the paragon of manufactured perfection, now a mess of blood and arrogance. A scowl, etched deep into your features, met his cocky grin. Your knuckles, raw and broken, dripped crimson. Your lip was split, your vision blurred by a bloodshot, bruised eye. You spat a mouthful of blood, the metallic tang a familiar, almost comforting sensation.

Homelander’s pristine image was shattered, his hair disheveled, his face a canvas of crimson. He was frustrated, bordering on enraged. He couldn't comprehend your resilience, your ability to absorb his blows and return them with savage ferocity. Every punch you landed, every near-crippling strike, was met with a dismissive, condescending remark, a constant reminder of his perceived superiority.

“You got balls, kid,” he sneered, his voice laced with a venomous amusement. “Just not enough.”

The air crackled with tension as he launched himself into the sky, vanishing into the storm clouds. The same damn tactic, the same patronizing departure. Every time you got close, every time you landed a hit, he retreated, leaving you seething with impotent rage. A guttural scream ripped through your throat, your fist slamming into the rain-soaked pavement, cracking the concrete.

You barely registered the growing crowd, the faces blurred, the phones recording your every move. But one face stood out, a constant, irritating presence. He was always there, at the edges of your battles, a silent observer, a mocking witness to your failures. The sight of him ignited a fresh wave of fury. You stormed towards him, the crowd parting like a sea before a storm. You seized him by the collar, the fear in his eyes a fleeting, almost satisfying flicker.

“What’s your name?” you demanded, your voice a raw, guttural growl.

“Hughie…Hughie Campbell…” he stammered, his eyes wide with terror.

He choked on his words, his gaze fixed on the dizzying drop below, the raw, unhinged rage radiating from you. “We want the same thing,” he pleaded, his voice trembling. “Please, you have to trust me.”

The desperation in his voice, the raw, naked fear, stirred something within you, a dark, twisted sense of power. You cocked an eyebrow, intrigued. How could someone like him, so seemingly fragile, share your burning desire?

That’s how you found yourself in his cramped apartment, listening to Billy Butcher’s venomous tirade, his voice thick with grief and rage. Homelander, the source of his pain, the destroyer of his life. “We kill ‘im, and I get my son back,” Butcher snarled, his eyes burning with a cold, implacable hatred. “Plus, you get to fulfill whatever psychopathic needs ya want.”

You crossed your arms, your gaze shifting between the two men. Hughie, his face pale and drawn, couldn't mask his discomfort. He’d witnessed your brutality, the casual violence with which you’d shrugged off injuries that would have crippled anyone else. He couldn't reconcile the monster he’d seen with the person standing before him.

“I join you,” you said, your voice flat, devoid of emotion. “But that bastard is mine to kill.”

Butcher opened his mouth to argue, but Hughie, sensing the volatile energy crackling in the room, quickly intervened. He knew that any disagreement would only escalate the situation, that a clash between two such stubborn, rage-filled individuals would only end in bloodshed. You had made your claim, and everyone knew that you would have Homelander's head.

The wind whipped at your clothes as you perched on the edge of the skyscraper, the city sprawling beneath you like a toy. Homelander, a grotesque parody of a messiah, bellowed platitudes to the cheering crowd below. Hughie, beside you, fidgeted, his gaze darting between the scene below and you.

"I don't think you're like him," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the wind.

You were startled, the statement hanging in the air. "The only difference," you said, your voice rough, "is that I realize I'm human. I'm not some… some god, untouchable, invincible."

Hughie sighed, the weight of your words heavy in the air. He knew, deep down, that you were a different kind of monster. A monster born of pain, of betrayal, of a system that had twisted and broken you. He reached out, cupping your face, his thumb gently brushing away a stray strand of hair. "Go get 'em," he murmured, his voice a low growl.

He pulled you into a fierce, desperate kiss, the taste of rain and fear clinging to his lips. You clung to him, the fleeting touch grounding you, a fragile anchor in the storm brewing within. Then, with a silent nod, you leaped.

The fall was exhilarating, a plunge into the chaos. You landed with a bone-jarring thud, the impact sending a jolt of pain through your body. Homelander, startled, whirled around, his eyes narrowing.

"You pathetic… insect!" he roared, laser vision flickering to life.

The fight was a brutal ballet of death. You dodged his blasts, your movements a blur of motion. You countered with your own heat vision, the beams colliding with deafening force. You fought with a savage intensity, fueled by years of pent-up rage.

"You think you're a god?" you snarled, your voice hoarse. "You're nothing but a spoiled child, a monster in a cape!"

"You're no better!" he countered, his voice dripping with venom. "You're a weapon, a tool, just like the rest of them!"

The fight raged on, a whirlwind of fists and fury. You were a mirror image of his rage, your blows as vicious as his own. Finally, with a desperate lunge, you managed to pin him to the ground, your weight crushing him beneath you.

He struggled beneath you, his eyes wild with a mixture of rage and fear. You stared down at him, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

"This is for everything," you hissed, your voice barely audible. "For what they did to me. For what they did to everyone."

You let out a scream, raw and primal, and unleashed your heat vision. The beam, intensified by your rage, tore through his face, a searing, agonizing death.

You stumbled to your feet, your vision swimming. The crowd had fallen silent, a collective gasp hanging in the air. Cameras flashed, capturing the carnage. You saw Hughie running towards you, his face a mixture of horror and awe.

You collapsed into his arms, the weight of your actions finally crashing down upon you. He held you close, his hands trembling as he cradled your head. You looked up at him, a faint smile playing on your lips.

"We did it," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

He kissed you, a long, desperate kiss that tasted of blood and victory. The world around you faded, the cheers, the gasps, the horrified whispers. There was only him, his warmth, the fleeting sensation of peace before the darkness consumed you.

#hughie campbell #hughie Campbell x male reader #the boys hughie #the boys #dc the boys #dc x male reader #dc fanfic #dc #fanfic #fanfiction #mlm #x male reader #xmalereader #i cant write fight scenes

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batwynn · 5 months ago

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I have spent literally years trying to dissect how and why my proudly-self-labeled hippy grandparents slowly but surely turned more conservative and cruel. It took years to see that a lot of cruelty was present since the start. It took years more to see that a lot of that was inherited via genetics or trauma.

My grandfather was autistic, and my grandmother was also on the spectrum in a different area. They were both these things in a time where you were not allowed to be these things and be yourself. Where it was not recognized, never mind embraced. At all. My grandfather was a soft person inside a man’s man shell. He just wanted to paint watercolors. He was the golden boy of this siblings, though, and expectations were had. My grandmother was abused by both her parents while those parents were considered ‘pillars of the community’. She was not allowed to be anything herself, and constantly struggled with her own existence at the hands of controlling abusers. She became selfish, to the point of not even protecting her own children from her abusive parents. She’d get explosively angry over nothing, then pretend she was never angry. Both of them did. Blow ups that they’d gaslight you into believing wasn’t them, it was you. And then they’d mask so hard they’d have you believe they were 50 different people just to fit in with their piers.

So my grandfather would make racist jokes. And sexist jokes. And homophobic jokes. He’d say these things, but turn around and ‘support’ his bisexual daughter and her partners. My grandmother would co-opt whatever you were as her own and make you think that she was supportive. Any pain, oh but she had pain. Any grief, oh but she was grieving this. Oh, everyone is a little trans. Everyone is a little different. Everyone is a little special. No, not you actually. Just me.

And over the years, the masking turned into habits and beliefs. Their selfishness became the rule of law, and did not allow for as much kindness. Suddenly, you come to them as queer and it’s an illness. Suddenly, you’re told you were the problem, not the abusers. But it’s not sudden, actually, because they’d tricked themselves into believing the mask was real, and the people around them told them that these things were real and factual for a long time. And they’d tried to pretend they were still the same hippy parents from years ago who loved you all, and supported you unconditionally. But they’d pretended that, while slipping those jokes in and allowing someone who hurt them to hurt you.

So, no.

No, they didn’t so much ‘become conservative as they aged.’ They weren’t so much a ‘product of their times.’ They were full human beings, with the capacity for cruelty and gentleness at every stage of their lives. A lot of it was manipulated and shaped by the people around them. A lot of it was a front to keep them safe, to keep them feeling ‘normal’. A lot of it was already there, twisted together in the complexity that is human beings. They always had the capacity for cruelty, and they always had the capacity to love.

They were never just one or the other, never fully. They just aged, and hardened in the mold they’d shaped to keep them safe. Like children who do everything to hide their hurt, and like adults who stopped caring who they hurt to protect themselves.

That’s it. That’s the secret.

#aging #american politics #autism

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dollsahoy · 10 months ago

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OK, so...making this doll.

It kinda started last year, when I thought it would be funny to put an EAH torso onto the lower body of an off-brand doll with gymnast-style waist/hips/legs, and that looked like this

I quickly took this head off of this body and put the body into the body box--the legs were yellowing, the big flat feet are not always easy to find shoes for, and the head was way too heavy for this body anyway

I believe @musicalmeowsandcandiedlemons had sent the LaLaLoopsy head, and I know Mel sent the blue blow molded deer head, which I kept trying to figure out how to use, and what body would suit it most. I eventually came around to this body, but I still didn't like the feet.

Well. Flo, I believe, had sent a set of cut-off EAH lower legs, so I compared those to the body's legs, and the proportions looked compatible, so I decided to cut off these legs, above the knees, and graft on the EAH donors, using Aves Apoxie to hold them together

I ground that cut area down some with the Dremel

but it obviously needed some work to smooth, so it was time for acetone goo

and then more grinding and sanding

Honestly, I probably should have filled and sanded the area more, but, as I mentioned in the video, I'm more about "what if..." than "make a beautiful finished product", so that was fine

To attach the head, I put a long screw in the neck, anchored with more acetone goo, with airline tubing over the threads and teflon tape on the head to keep things able to move freely. I covered the airline tubing with more epoxy putty, let it cure, then did another layer that I extended up and over the top of the screw

Then I put a blob of epoxy putty on top of this spinny neck tower, and squished the head onto that.

Once that cured, I mixed more epoxy putty and filled in the gap at the bottom of the head

Then: airbrush time

Not perfect, but very much done.

#doll customizing #anthro doll

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wroteclassicaly · 1 year ago

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maybe I'm late to kink hour but cmon Gator has a spit kink

Oooh, he probably has so many kinks he’s never been able to try, tbh. But we’ll focus on this one for now ;)

Warnings: Spit, spit kink, & language. Kinda smutty, but no actual smut?

It starts off with normal banter and moves quicker than anticipated. You’ve been annoying Gator in the office all day, even following him outside to bitch. No one else got involved with helping him at home, not really. So you’d rode in the patrol car to his place, pissed and bitching about the cold and the snow (despite being used to it), and why he can’t get someone else who will tolerate him.

“People are busy, s’ why they aren’t around. You know that.”

“Probably one of the reasons, is because of that nasty fucking thing.” You sneer, criticizing with a gloved hand towards his gross flavored vape.

His accentuated jawline tightens, freckles bouncing with the movement of his skin as it stretches across the bone. A cloud of vapor expands into winter’s frost, polluting the air with an acidic fruit scent. You make a gagging noise, egging him on when you see how pissed he’s getting. You don’t realize, that in the midst of enjoying his unease, he loses his temper and reacts. With a quick movement of hair gel gleaming under the winter sun - his calculated movements catch when your mouth opens next to mimic him.

His lips part and he leans, spitting a wad directly into your mouth. You’re appalled at first, shocked, literally choking on - not your own saliva, but his. And it tastes exactly like the item he inhales one more hit off of, before blowing it into your face.

Are your eyes watering? Ears ringing? Blood rushing? Yes, but not because of sadness, anxiety, or anger. No, it’s a buried emotion of what you’ve gambled on since you’ve known him, and among the bodily exchange - a realization. You liked it. You feel claimed, rather than mocked.

“That taste good, babydoll? You’re lucky I wasn’t chewin’.” His boots crunch in the snow as he attempts to walk away, but you reach out and grab his leather clad arm, squeezing.

You aren’t sure what you attempted to accomplish? A half assed remark, a berating lashing? As Gator turns and receives your physical message, he raises a brow, bordering on amused, annoyed, and ready to fight. But what he sees isn’t what he’d expect in a million years. You don’t spit, you swallow - straight down, your pupils expanding rapidly, eyes darting towards his mouth, still wet with projectile.

He’s got power. All the power here in this moment, but more importantly — you accepted what he gave and then you imprinted on him, the mold of keys to open previously locked doors between the two of you. His fingers reach out and dig the class ring (similar to his own, that he keeps put away) from beneath your blouse, that’s visible through your partially zipped coat. He tugs you closer, his frame smelling of cologne, copious amounts of hair product, and that damn vape. It’s overwhelming and you can’t focus, not even to answer him.

“You really liked that, didn’t you?”

You avoid his gaze.

“Come on now, darlin’. You afraid to look at me again? Because I don’t know if you were there with me a minute ago, but you were eyein’ my mouth like it was a sugar coated carnival prize.”

Still nothing. He wants more. He needs more.

That crafted nose nuzzles its way behind your ear, hot air on your neck that travels straight to your nipples and curls your toes as they sit in your boots. His voice is a low whisper, a damned rasp.

“You know what else I could spit on?”

// Eat me paragraph //

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horny4gg · 4 months ago

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Sister In Lust

*Flight number 69 - L.A. to Seoul - has arrived*

The cool wind blowing out of many air conditioners within the airports freezes your body as you and your wife patiently wait for someone to be picked up. Despite hating waking up early, as a good husband you are, you accompany your wife, fetching one of her relatives that she hasn’t seen for many years.

Two years of married life – yet you barely knew any of your wife’s relatives. She often talks about them but you never even had a chance to meet them. The ones you’ve seen so far are her parents – which you met on a video call after the wedding ceremony. What a busy family, you thought. They did not even go to your and your wife’s wedding. This seems normal for your wife though; you never heard her complain about her loved ones missing out on special occasions. It also benefits you, having no arguments with your in-laws.

“I miss Chaeryeong… Finally, she came back to Korea after some time!” Your wife Chaeyeon murmured out of anticipation.

That is the only time you knew that the one you’re waiting for was your wife’s younger sister, who worked around the world for several years. Chaeyeon frequently shares some stories about her so you know a thing or two about her, but this is the first time you’ll be seeing your sister-in-law.

“UNNIE!!!” A voice came out of the departing passengers. After a long-awaited meetup, your wife rushes towards a passenger from afar. You barely paid any attention to them as you did not want to interfere with their moments of joy. You did not even consider looking towards your sister-in-law, at first.

But goddamn.

Her body is so freaking hot. Those were the words that came into your mind upon slightly taking a gaze towards your wife’s sister. You even gave a second look just to confirm what you’ve seen. While your wife Chaeyeon was busy checking up on her younger sibling, your eyes quickly met and gave your heart a skip.

You never expected that your sister-in-law would be this sexy. An hourglass figure, slim yet sexy curves mold her figure. Her milky white skin makes her shine among the group of people gathering at the passengers’ lounge. Her small face, naughty smiles, and sharp gazes sends a seductive look towards your location. It might only be your imagination but you thought she was also giving barely any attention towards her older sister but instead, locks her attention towards you.

“I should stop overthinking things…” You said to yourself. You brushed off the idea as soon as your wife’s voice became louder and louder as the two approached your bench. But deep inside, you admit that it’s been years when you felt the same, only with Lee Chaeyeon.

“… and here’s my handsome and bright husband that we often talk about…” Chaeyeon introduces you to her sister.

“I’m Chaeryeong, your wife’s sister…” The alluring woman spoke.

It took you a second before you could respond. “Oh… nice meeting you!” You gave an assuring smile back towards your sister-in-law.

The two talked and shared stories the whole journey to your home. For more than two years, Chaeryeong worked in several different countries around the world, thus allowing herself to spoil all of her needs and wants. No wonder she can supply herself with all the beauty products and body toning stuff that she loves. Her gorgeous figure proves them true.

Well, your wife was also that gorgeous during her peak. Probably more beautiful to be honest. That’s the very reason why in two years of dating, you made sure to marry her so that no man on earth can have her instead.

When it comes to bed, performance-wise, your wife does even a better job. She’s a fantastic partner in life and in lust. Maybe that’s the reason you did not catch any interest towards other females at that time. Why would you look for someone else when your wife already more than satisfies your needs, right?

But that was during her peak. After two years and having one baby, things do change. There are more responsibilities today plus having a child does give a lot of stress, which makes your wife look aged a bit. Your wife’s focus is also now divided into several interests, thus some things changed over time and were not comparable to what your relationship looks like during your early days.

One of the things that did not change is her being passionate and active in bed. You cannot deny how good Chaeyeon is during your sexy nights. She still does satisfy your carnal needs.

But then, you felt that you needed something new. This time, what you have now is not a carnal need. It is now a carnal “want”.

“Finally! Nice meeting you too, Oppa!” Chaeryeong bloomingly greets you once again. Her greeting was now accompanied by a beautiful smile, showcasing her well-defined, thin lips. She then handed her hand for you to shake them. Her grip was gentle, her hand was small and soft. Its alluring feel when touched felt addicting which made you hold her hand longer than expected.

“We’re glad you're back! It's quite a long time, Little Sis. Why the hell did you not have any vacation back here in South Korea?” Your wife asked.

“Uhmm… Honey?” Chaeyeon pokes your side, bringing you back to senses.

Chaeryeong then giggles as you lose the grip on her hand.

Her cream-coloured off-the-shoulder blouse showcases her stunning neck and upper chest area. Her radiant shine draws your gaze to her bare skin. Despite being nearly nude-colored, her fair, white skin complements her gorgeous clothing.

“You know me, unnie. I always followed you during our teenage years. Wherever you go, I follow. Whatever you liked, I liked as well…” Chaeryeong answered. “That’s why I decided to carve a path for myself. I don’t want to be a hindrance to your dreams, and I also wanted to see what I can do all on my own.”

“Aww… Your Lil Sis is so sweet.” You teased your wife. “I always wondered why despite being close, you two decided to go separate ways…”

“Like I said, I don’t want to get in the way of my unnie. We liked the same stuff a lot, sometimes it turns into a sibling competition, and despite my unnie winning over me majority of the time, she then lets me win so I won’t feel bad.” Chaeryeong answered. “But look at you now, unnie. Without me tagging along every single time, you had a successful life! You even had this hot, handsome guy to be your husband!” Chaeryeong proceeds to cling onto one of your arms as she compliments you, while teasing her older sister as well.

The younger woman’s scent then reaches your nostrils as Chaeryeong continues to clung onto your arms. Her grasp was soft, her skin was velvety as you observe them in close-up. Her soft touches along your veiny arm sends you waves of delight, but you remain calm and act like everything is normal.

She smelled unlike anything you have sensed before. It felt like a warm embrace - her scent was slightly sweet but spicy as well. It was utterly enticing, something you would want to sniff for an unspeakable amount of time.

Her waist is appealing; putting it over your arm is possible due to its slimness. Complemented with tight jeans that highlight her hips and thick thighs. Her figure-hugging jeans emphasize the little separation between her legs.

Her delicate touch contrasts with her artificial nails, which scraped your arm slightly as Charyeong clung. The combination of her softness and sexiness is what distinguishes her from other ladies.

Despite the quick initial interaction, you were able to assess her from head-to-toe. A minute had passed before the young woman finally released your arm. It took about an hour for the two sisters to catch up on the latest developments in their life.

*Grrrrrr*

It was your stomach that told the girls how long they had been talking. It was almost lunchtime, and it’s still a long way home.

You had a habit of turning on the television as soon as you walked into your room, perhaps to watch sports or check the news. Unexpectedly, the baby's room appears as soon as the screen turns on. Your eyes enlarge, and you rapidly manoeuvre your body to lock the knob and close the door. Your jaw drops at the unexpected display that popped up on the screen.

When the sisters arrived at the house, they immediately ran to your baby and took it from the nanny. The girls lavished the child with kisses and embraces, and you enjoyed watching them get along so well.

You simply can't take your eyes off of Chaeryeong. It's like seeing your wife on her most attractive day, or more accurately, a different side of the person you married. She exudes an aura that draws your attention and makes it impossible for you to look away from her. After a few more seconds of gazing before Chaeryeong notices your stares, you reply with an uncomfortable smile before turning to leave. Chaeryeong also excused herself so she can freshen up as well.

As everyone began getting ready for lunch, you made the decision to spend some time relaxing in your room. Some of the items from the baby's room were moved to yours as a reminder that Chaeryeong would be utilising the baby's room while she is in South Korea. Chaeyeon, your wife, urged that her sister stay with your family even though she had originally intended to stay at hotels nearby.

The elegant, polite Chaeryeong you met before has already changed into a new outfit. You were not yet out of luck, but you simply lost the chance to witness her naked. She changed into a blue fitted blouse with narrow straps and what appeared to be matching hip-fitting exercise attire. While you swoon over her new appearance, Chaeryeong simply lies on the bed and takes a few pictures while comforting herself in her temporary room.

You couldn't resist reaching for your shaft when such a sensuous scene presented itself, your veiny monstrosity growing at the sight of Chaeryeong's seductive figure.

You smirked as you took in the scenery on the screen, realizing that Chaeryeong has no idea that she is currently being watched. Her attractive figure captured your attention, and her semi-revealing attire revealed a bit more skin. Her slim body appears stunningly over the white bed, resembling a work of art in the middle of a blank canvas. The enticing appeal of her bust makes your dick twitch. They are ideally spherical and small enough to fit in a man's hands. Your erotic cravings are stoked by her milky white complexion, which entices you to examine every inch of her incredibly attractive physique.

"She's so gorgeous! Fuck it!" At last, you admit that you have inappropriately spied on her and you have no regrets.

You grasped your organ, then slowly racked yourself by moving your hand up and down. Your attention was focused on the hypnotizing shape and flawless, taintless skin of the naive woman's body.

As libido begins to cloud your head, your senses gradually begin to blur. You want to pounce on Chaeryeong more than ever, like a werewolf turning under the full moon. Your stroking frequency is likewise fuelled by it, rising up speed with every second. Even without the aid of your standard equipment, like your fleshlight and lubrication, every hand motion sends a surge of thrilling feeling throughout your body.

You moved closer to the screen. Your eyes carefully study every inch of Chaeryeong's physique. Saliva accumulates in your mouth. You accelerate your masturbation over your wife's sister while your grip gets tighter. Your body perspires profusely. Your lower lip was bit by your upper teeth. More. More. You wanted more.

Unfortunately, you can hear a set of footsteps approaching towards your room. Your wife, Chaeyeon, must have finished making lunch for everyone.

You don't give a damn, even if you know it was your wife's steps. Any attempt to restore your mental state is totally blocked by your sexual desires. The closer your conclusion gets, the more you continue to stroke.

“Ughhh… fuck… Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck it!” Your silent groans escape from your mouth.

However, as Chaeryeong subtly presents herself in an even more seductive way, causing you to lose your mind over her form. She has her arms up, showing her vulnerability, her thighs are on full display, her hips are covered by a thin layer of fabric that almost reveals her womanhood, and her toned midriff is shown with a hint of her belly button.

*Knock, knock, knock*

“MMMHHHMM… HMMMMM…” You wanted to cry Chaeryeong’s name out loud but you’ll get caught if you do.

Your muscles stiffen as the sound of the steps increases. Your breathing becomes erratic with every second, and your heart is pounding. Pumping yourself more vigorously, regardless of how crazy you appear. The excitement of being caught masturbating only strengthened your resolve.

“Darling? Lunch is ready!” Chaeyeon called outside the door. Good thing you locked that one as she could have witnessed the insanity that is happening inside your room.

“I-I’M COMINGGGG!” Literally. It takes a few more strokes and the deed is finished.

"MMMMPPPHH!” Jerking off finally reached its end, you forced yourself not to make a sound. As each wave passed, strings of cum flew out of your organ and strewn on the floor.

Luckily, instead of wondering why your door was locked, your wife called her younger sibling. They are even visible on the screen as Chaeyeon tells her sister to get out of bed. In the meantime, you were panting and sweating, nude, and your semen was all over the floor of your room.

You made the decision to stay in your room longer to fix yourself and tidy up the mess you made. Additionally, you make care to switch the TV's channel to not raise any suspicion if anyone comes into the room.

You finally proceeded to eat your lunch, assuming the siblings would have eaten. Knowing that you might not be completely healed from all the obscene and sexually stimulating things you had just watched, you wanted to stay away from Chaeryeong as much as possible.

"Oppa! Finally, you're here! Let's share a meal!", Chaeryeong suddenly jumped and grabbed your arm once again. She doesn't appear to have eaten lunch either.

Your imagination flashed back to pictures of her gorgeous, toned figure. Anyone could easily go crazy when she combined her sensual scent with her silky skin that caresses your arm. Luckily, your wife Chaeyeon followed her and brought you back to reality. They were busy with their conversation as Chaeryeong began arranging her belongings in her new room. You were forced to sit with them at the table and pretend nothing had happened.

You tried your best to be normal around your sister-in-law over the next several days. You wanted to earn her trust. To ensure your plan goes your way, you frequently flirt with your wife, expressing your love towards Chaeyeon. Your goal is to make Chaeryeong envious of her unnie, weaken her defences, and perhaps cheat with her before she leaves the country.

Chaeryeong replied, "Same situation as usual, unnie."

The two siblings were chatting carelessly in the living room one day. You could still hear what they were saying even though you were sitting far away. The siblings' loud voices are a good thing as they make their topic easier to hear.

"Whoa, you're still single?" Chaeyeon, your wife, wondered.

"When you were abroad, how many boyfriends did you have?" Chaeyeon checked in.

The younger one said, "Too many to count, to be honest."

"I apologise, Lil Sis. Finding your true love is really difficult." Chaeyeon comforts her sister.

You sighed in disappointment, thinking that many guys had already owned Chaeryeong and had seen her lovely figure. As you were ready to depart and began to pay less attention to their chat, Chaeryeong began to provide additional information.

"Don't be alarmed, Unnie. I'm all right," Chaeryeong tells her sister right away. "You always knew the reason why I broke up with my ex-partners."

"They're eager to have sex with you, isn't that right?" Your spouse clarified.

"Yes! I feel pressured by almost everyone to give up my virginity to them!" Chaeryeong admitted.

The confession you just heard caused your eyes to widen. After hearing Chaeryeong's remarks, your shaft twitched with joy.

“I would voluntarily give my virginity as long as I am the one deciding when I want to have sex!” Chaeryeong cried out. “I don’t even care who I am going to give myself to. I will even consent to have sex with a stranger if I am the one offering it!"

Her words made your cock fully erect. You decided to move away from the two women before they noticed. A wide grin carved in your face as you walked away.

You are taking advantage of Chaeryeong's willingness to serve herself as long as she believes she is the one making the decision.

You matched your shower time just before Chaeryeong’s, so that you can “accidentally” show off your body upon exiting the shower room. You did this multiple times to make sure that you will be crossing Chaeryeong's mind. You are also eager to help her in any circumstances, like getting stuff that she can’t reach with her height. You swoop in quickly and intentionally rub your erect cock onto her body as you help her.

All of these actions would be nothing if she does not feel that you somewhat liked her. Of course she’s thinking that her sister would have your whole heart and loyalty. That’s why you opted to throw some sensual glances over her body when she’s looking at you. This made her shy but she smiled back, acknowledging your admiration. You also gave her compliments here and there, praising her beauty and fitness.

“If I was single and met you earlier, maybe I could have married you instead of your older sister.” You fooled around since your wife was not present to hear your words. “That beauty of yours is no joke!”

For the following days, you observed that Chaeryeong became even more clingy towards you. Every time your wife isn't around, Chaeryeong takes her time to spend time with you. She massages your back from time to time, she feeds you with her own spoon, she even asks for your opinion on how she dresses as a reason just to show her body off. You secretly enjoy it though, letting your sister-in-law give her efforts for your pleasure.

“My sister is way better than me, Oppa…” Chaeryeong shyly replies. “...but thank you for appreciating me.”

Chaeryeong replied with a hug. You took this opportunity to take a sniff of her seducing fragrance and take a feel of her tempting body.

Entering the final phase of your plan, you wanted to finally break Chaeryeong’s defenses. Chaeryeong will not easily give up if you’re the one to approach her. You knew that she needed to beg for your dick. She needs to be the one crawling for your seeds. She must think that she’s a kind of slave and offer herself to the king, and that king is no other than you.

Few more minutes and there she was, your sister-in-law. Your eyes just met as Chaeryeong’s peeks sneakily over the room’s entrance. She’s more than interested. She’s engrossed, she’s jealous, she wanted to experience the same heaven that her older sister is currently in.

Knowing this, you plummeted even harder on your wife's pussy, showing your dominance over her wet organ. You made loud groans with each push of your cock into your wife’s womanhood. It seems like your very own erotic noises draws Chaeryeong in, as she moves even closer to get a better view of the lascivious act. A few more position changes and almost half an hour had passed, you finally reached the conclusion by sending your seeds deep inside your wife’s womb. It was all witnessed by your sister-in-law, who is trying to be sneaky, unbeknownst to her that all of this was a part of your plan to lure her.

There she was, wearing a black, one piece nightgown, lying down on bed, clutching on a pillow as she seemed bothered. Maybe it’s the usual early morning haziness, you thought. Disappointed, you sat on the bed, waiting for anything, but nothing happened. Sighing in defeat, you threw your body back to the bed and your mind started contemplating if your efforts had gone to waste.

To your surprise, a series of small noises are captured by the baby cam, which you heard through the TV’s speakers.

“Mmmm…Mmmm…”

Your mouth opens wide as you witness how Chaeryeong grinds her hips on the pillow she was just hugging a moment ago. She rocks the said cushion with her hips wildly. The sounds were produced by her lips, which bit itself in pleasure.

Not long after, it seems that the pillow was not enough to help Chaeryeong with her needs. She lowered her undergarments and started playing with her clit with her slender fingers. Her pussy was fresh and pink, drenched by her own sexual fluids. She’s a juicer like her older sister, but Chaeryeong looked even wetter and more appetizing to your eyes. She must be suppressing herself these past few days, proven with her wild, inappropriate actions.

Not wanting to miss a second off the screen, your hands blindly searched for your lube and fleshlight which you thought you hid nearby. You wanted to feel a better experience than last time. Your rash actions cause you to slip backwards and make a loud thud.

Chaeryeong heard the sound, and you saw her turn her head towards your direction, despite being in the next room. She stopped what she was doing for a few seconds, before resuming her obscene deed. Her movement started to become more erratic, she’s now thrusting her hips as she keeps on fingering her core. Occasionally, she closes her eyes to take a feel of herself, savoring each sensation with each rub of her fingers.

You, on the other hand, are unable to do anything but watch. Your heart was racing, both due to the lascivious scenery on the screen and to the noise that you created earlier. You were afraid that you might have ruined your chances to enjoy Chaeryeong’s solo show.

Chaeryeong closes her eyes once more, and as she opens them, her gaze lands directly on the baby cam. This immediately caused her to pull her shorts up, and wonder for a while.

Seeing this, your hands quickly reach for the TV, turning it off, then you rush outside of the room. Unfortunately, the sound of the door knob made it very obvious that you just left. Your mind was clouded, unable to think of any reason if ever Chaeryeong asks about the baby cam and why you just left your room.

“Oppa? Are you there?” Chaeryeong shouted from inside her place.

“Y-yes, Chaeryeong, do you need anything?” You nervously replied. Devoured by guilt, you stepped closer to the female’s room, waiting for her judgment.

The fine ass woman opens the entrance for you. Her gaze was sharp, having her full attention on your presence. You nervously stepped forward, closer towards the door. Locking on to the woman’s eves, you were full of anticipation, waiting for any reaction coming from the lady standing in front of you. Without notice, she drags you in by pulling your arms.

“I want you…” she seducingly whispers. “Have me all you want…” Chaeryeong added.

That’s the signal you were waiting for. Without wasting a second, you two exchanged torrid kisses, full of hunger for carnal pleasure. Holding her face between your hands, the two of you clash using your lips, both are constantly trying to catch one another. Her lips felt so soft, so supple, so moist, so warm, full and sensual. Meanwhile, your tongue tries to invade her mouth. Chaeryeong does the same, your tongues meet licking one another.

Her kisses taste sweet. It was unlike anything you have tasted before. Maybe it was just your mind playing your senses, but Chaeryeong is definitely something else. Paired with her natural fragrance, also sweet with a pinch of spiciness, it made you crave more. Her breath felt so warm and sweet.

Simply because it felt too good to let go of, the two of you's passions exploded. Even if you thought this is insanely immoral, it still felt so right. The smell of her lingered in your nose. The excitement kicked in and your palms started to perspire as you gave her greater focus.

The sexual urge in your body was obvious, the pent up lust you accumulated overtime makes your body shiver. Chaeryeong notices this, she surrenders herself to your control. Taking your hands away from her face, she puts them on her neck, which you grasp as you lock on kissing her cheeks before nibbling her ears.

Your palms started crawling down towards her body, directly to her rounded busts. Without even looking at them, you take both of the mounds within your hands as you knead them simultaneously. Caressing those boobs in an opposite circular motion, you took a deep feel of Chaeryeong’s precious boobs. Your hands squeezed them. Your fingers then pinched them. It seemed like the two of your hands had their own consciousness, ravaging the woman’s rounded chest mercilessly.

Chaeryeong only closes her eyes, allowing you to fully use her body for your personal desires. Her body has no signs of resistance, her breathing is irregular as you continue to maliciously touch her frame.

Having enough of her face, your arms then carried her, throwing her small frame to the bed. Chaeryeong wasn’t surprised, as if she was waiting for it. She quickly lies down, offering the entirety of her body to you. Seeing this, it triggered your pent up lust even more, pouncing right in after.

Your lips sank on her collar area with many long, passionate licks before sucking her neck and giving them several love bites. You began to approach her with a little aggression. The smell of her lingered in your nose.

Without even closing the door, you made your advances toward your sister-in-law, not caring whether your wife catches you in the act. The thrill of getting caught fires up your sexual enthusiasm even more.

Her eyes were closed and her mouth was half open as her body reveled with the immoral sensation of a man touching her for the first time. Simply because it felt too good to let go of, the two of you's passions exploded.

You both knew what you were doing is insanely immoral, it still felt so right. The two of you are willing to be burdened by such sin since you both enjoy the fruits of your cheating.

Your tongue ran around her breastbone and later, you then licked the sensitive parts of her collarbone. You kept on burying your face on her naked neck and shoulder area, kissing and licking her bare skin. You wildly taste her pristine epidermis like a predator devouring a prey, relentlessly sucking her body here and there.

Not long after, your mouth went its way down to her busts. Pulling down the collar of me black top, a sneak peek of her cleavage revealed itself. The natural scent emitted by her chest instantly welcomed you, secreting an addicting smell of her damp skin due to sweat. As you burying your face into her busts, your hands followed up to the two round mounds of flesh, a.k.a. Chaeryeong’s boobs which you wanted to caress for a very long time. Now that you have the chance, you do not hesitate to knead them, savoring its roundness and softness. Your grasps onto her melons were aggressive, squeezing and massaging Chaeryeong’s busts alternately. The woman does not hold back on her sensual noises, Chaeryeong often releases her sinful whines.

“Oh gosh… Oppa… I never thought you would be interested in me…” Chaeryeong lustfully cried. “Ughh… Own me, Oppa… I’m all yours now… Eat me please…” There were no signs of guilt nor hesitation in her voice. She’s engrossed with how your mouth skillfully devours her while your palms move and press her busts.

“Oppa, I don’t know why… I really can’t point out any reason but the moment I met you, I felt you were the only one worthy to take my virginity…” Chaeryeong confessed.

Upon hearing her words, your mind blew into insanity. You found myself caving deeper into the lust. All of your restrictions, gone in an instant. You forget everything you had, even your loving wife, in exchange for savoring this sexy lady who offers herself in front of your eyes.

Your hands kept on groping her clothed bosom, as your tongue unceasingly slid throughout the woman’s neck. Eventually, your hands guided the straps of her black top, sliding them to the side of her arms. Slowly but surely, you were undressing your sister-in-law.

Finally, you pulled the soft fabric that barely conceals your sister-in-law's skin, halfway to her torso. In a flash, you witnessed the great art that is Chaeryeong’s immaculate, sensual upper body. Stunned in awe, your jaw drops in amazement.

“You’re so fucking hot, Chaeryeong…” You murmured. Those were the only words you were able to say at that moment. Chaeryeong, on the other hand, accepts the indirect compliment and suddenly, she buries your face into her chest.

Wasting no time, you sucked one of her hardened nipples and nibbled them. You then took hold of the other breast and gave it an engaging massage, delicately stroking the nipple every so often.

“Mhhhmmm… Ugh yes please~” As you sucked her nipples, Chaeryeong let out a series of unceasing groans. Her busts were average yet deserving of indulgence.

Your fingers lifted them in circles and squeezed them repeatedly. She trembled with joy, pressing her chest against your face more forcefully. Your actions made her go crazy.

You licked, sucked, and bit her tits repeatedly, overstimulating her areolas while kneading her other bosom with your other hand. You devoured and defiled the other breast to your heart's content. Few minutes went by and you alternately devoured the woman’s pair of tits, making Chaeyong’s body erratic. Wanting to push your actions further, you released yourself from the delight of your sister-in-law’s chest. Fully taking off the woman's black nightgown, and finally, your eyes landed upon her dripping, light pinkish pussy.

“That’s beautiful…” You smirked at her, appreciating her clean, fresh, damp pussy. Chaeryeong replied with a naughty smile, giving you consent to further explore her body, especially the new found treasure you were aiming for.

You position yourself between her legs, you sharpen your tongue then immediately begin licking her by resting your tongue on her folds. Poking her damp womanhood, she then lets her head drop back onto the cushion and lets out a quiet moan, her hair falling all over her head. She groans and tangles her fingers in your hair while you give her that kind of pleasure; you are aware of how insane it makes her when you lick her.

"Chaeryeong, I want you to moan my name... No one would hear but the two of us..." You seducingly instructs Chaeryeong.

“Mmmphh!!! Ugh…!!! Oppa-ughhhh!” Chaeryeong began making erotic sounds. “Keep on eating my pussy~ Oppa!”

She moans louder and louder, until she's basically screaming for you. You continue licking her crotch until her body starts twitching roughly, even if she is now moaning loudly and may be enjoying the sensation of your tongue on her a bit too much.

With her eyes closed and her attention on you and the sensation you're giving her, she lets out a sensual cry that echoed through the room.

“OPPAAAA!!! MPPPHH! I’M ALL YOURS, OPPA!” She moaned in great pleasure.

She gasps for air as her body trembles and convulses violently in time with her intense orgasm.

She keeps moaning till she's practically calling out for you. You continue to suck her pussy while gently pressing your tongue into it as you feel her climax approaching.

“Oooohhh… Mmmmpphhh… Oppaaaaa!!!” She cums in a matter of seconds after. She cums hard, just like her squirter older sister.

You hastily stripped off your clothing, exposing your entire body—including your enraged cock—to your filthy sister-in-law. Chaeryeong was impressed by the view of your body and delighted in seeing your nude physique. She then crawled slowly towards your direction, licking your torso as she touched your exposed muscles.

Chaeryeong herself has lost control and is now enjoying the taste of your perspiration and nude body. She seemed unconcerned, oblivious to the fact that she was now having an affair with her older sister's husband.

Her sexual impulse seems to have taken over after her conscience fled her entire system. Her gaze is filled with lust as she continues examining your toned, muscular figure. Her desperate eyes continued to entice you while her tongue continued to wander over your abs. You became even more aroused by her hasty behavior, particularly when she teases you by lowering her tongue just above your pelvis. Her face is so desperate that your thoughts chose to send her to heaven.

"Oppa... " Your hands took her by the hips and gradually drew her toward your body as she mewled and bit her lower lip while giggling quietly. "Please put your cock in me." You moved yourself closer to her, granting her request.

"Mppphh..." Chaeryeong breathes in deeply as you slide your penis into her moist folds.

As soon as your tip penetrated her, you could feel how tight her cunt was. "Ugghh... Chaeryeong... You're so fucking tight!"

“HAAAAAA-UGHH~~” Chaeryeong whimpers loudly as she draws her body closer, gently taking in more and more of you, her pussy walls stretched around your cock. “OOOHH MYY… OHH MYY!” She moans.

Your body is full of sensations that pulsate and vibrate. That warm, humid suckling sensation is both sweet and heavenly. Her lower abdomen pressed firmly on your loins. She wrapped her thighs around your waist and positioned her wrists beneath her buttocks, pressing hard against your toned torso. Every millimeter of her tunnel expanded in tandem with your thickness, clutching its way down your entire length. Inch by inch. The grasp became increasingly stronger. Firmer and harder as you enter all the way down, taking the entirety of your shaft into her womanhood.

"Holy F-Fuck...Oppaa~" She groans gently in between breaths. "You're so big! It hurts..." Chaeryeong desperately tried to catch her breath.

Her pussy was really tight and wet. You have never felt such lust before; the lust you experienced with your wife is incomparable. The thought of thrusting your dick into her drives you insane. Now, you're all inside her. Your shaft has never felt this hard. Your dick has never been this agitated.

Chaeryeong and the thrill of cheating behind your wife's back fill up your mind. As a proof of your commitment to this immoral deed, you called Chaeryeong's attention and removed your wedding ring off your ring finger in front of her eyes.

"I'm all yours..." Chaeryeong whispers in a seductive tone.

"So am I..." You muttered before tossing the damned ring. The ring represents your marital life with Chaeryeong's older sister. The ring that appeared to be shackles, preventing you from hitting Chaeryeong since day one. It is now gone, nowhere to be found.

She closes her eyes and bites her lips, the purest ecstasy hazing her thoughts. You keep thrusting. You were in and out of her, sinking your dick in her warm, wet twat. The small movement of her walls against your dick felt like nirvana. Sweat began to form on your bodies, your movements started to warm the bed. The friction of her wall was sending you waves after waves of pleasure. Her juicy cunt engulfs your entire rod.

"OOOOH! OPPA… OPPA, FUCK ME MORE!" She murmured frantically. It appears that the pleasure is beginning to outweigh the soreness of having her cherry popped only minutes earlier. You can see that she's getting past the painful stage of taking her virginity as you watch her breathing gradually slow down and loosen up.

With that information, you picked up the pace, thrusting deeper into her. Plowing her pussy with vigor, shoving down even more, hitting into her depth.Your sister-in-law then squirmed in minimal pain, which rapidly went away since she was so desperate for a dick. You began shifting your pelvis to push and drag your member into her as soon as you noticed how quickly she was adapting. Your shaft is lubricated by drops of the vagina's natural fluids, which makes the process more fluid and facilitates easy entry and exit. Going deep within her and hammering into her core with your manhood. Your cock became harder and stiffer inside her cunt, as if it wanted to penetrate farther.

"Fuck you, Chaeryeong! Take my cock... I"ll fuck you all day long!" You exclaimed.

"YES, OPPA, PLEASE FUCK ME ALL DAY LONG!" She moaned in approval as she took a series of forceful enters from your girth. Chaeryeong spreads her shaking, sweaty, meaty legs wide open in a missionary position, further exposing her pussy. She gradually relaxes as she adjusts to the discomfort and cadence. Then, as if you were taking your time to enjoy the sensation that her organ provides, your lance gently emerges and vanishes as it pierces her core.

You did a great job fucking her; your sister-in-law had the perfect hole. Every push of your dick inside her brings you an inexplicable sense of fulfillment.The walls of Chaeryeong's vagina tighten their hold on your cock while secreting her love juices. You kept swaying her pussy back and forth, preventing her from fully recovering from each fuck.

It was tight, like if your shaft were being choked by the walls of her pussy. As you delve further into her womanhood, her vaginal muscles tighten their hold on your member. You proceeded to move your hips to navigate in and out of her opening. Her hole grips you tightly and doesn't seem to let go, forcing you to slow down. You pull out as hard as you can and then dive back into her depths. Your hands grabbed her thick, broad, white milky thighs as a pick-up, thrusting into and out of her center.

As the session got longer, your thrusts started spiraling out of rhythm. This is expected though, impaling such a gorgeous woman out of lust, and that woman is your hot sister-in-law. The clouded thoughts derailed your tempo, you kept on fucking her core relentlessly until it slipped out of Chaeryeong’s pussy. The incident made you pause for a while, taking a breather after a rough fucking.

Diving into her lips, you shushed her cry by sending passionate kisses. Comforting her tears, caressing her cheeks with your hands, you ease away the loneliness and the pain of Chaeryeong by being by her side.

“Shhh… Don’t mind your unnie. From now on, I’m all yours…” You whisper into her ears.

Her eyes glow up upon hearing those words. She knew that you meant more than that. Saying that you now belong to Chaeryeong means you are ready to cheat with her, forever. Not just today, but for eternity. She then kisses you back, taking the lead this time. Her kisses send you laying down the bed, as she tops over your body while exchanging saliva in the process. She seemed rejuvenated by your words, as her dominating energy started surging and took control of the sensual situation.

Her mouth then engulfs the wholeness of your shaft, shoving her delicate lips into your groin. You saw Chaeryeong's head move up and down as your meat was forced deeper into her mouth by her chin pressing forcefully against the base of your shaft. Her gaze was fixed on you while your shaft slid through her palate. Her jaw's firm structure clasped on your length, taking in the entire circumference of your pulsating organ.

Words alone could not express the lovely sight of Lee Chaeryeong with a dick stuck in her throat. Her tiny, juicy lips pressed firmly against your shaft, and her delicate, seductive form begged for greater ecstasy. They steadily glided up and down while around your cock. Considering how inexperienced she was, her skill was quite impressive. She might have a unique talent in bed; everything felt natural to her. She knew how to please without needing to do so numerous times. Her mouth gently brushed against the tip. She leaned forward, her neck slowly tilting upward. She nibbled on your dick and started sucking your lance with her newfound strength.

“Oooohh… fuck, yeah… suck my goddamn dick, you cheater.” You moaned in pleasure. Chaeryeong playfully raises one of her eyebrows, as if saying that she’s not the only cheater in this room. “Heh, You got lips of a goddess, Chaeryeong! Now suck this cheater’s dick!” You jokingly added.

Well… She did not disappoint. She took great pleasure in your physique and tasted your savoury pre-cum as her lips moved gently over your solid flesh. Her pink tongue pressed into the thickest area of your reproductive organ as it lapped the side of your member.

Your shaft slammed slowly into her chin and started to bounce quickly inside her mouth. You took a hold of her long hair a few moments later and started directing her head's movements. After that, your hips ached for more, so you started pumping quickly and forcefully into her, forcing that dick deep into Chaeryeong's throat.

She gurgled enthusiastically doing this, enjoying the mistreatment of her mouth. As deeply as you could, you slid the thing in and out of her. For as long as you reasonably could, you continued pounding her mouth. This appeared to please the woman. There was absolutely no evidence of discomfort on her lovely ethereal face.

Rather, her expression was one of unwavering resolve, as she forced herself to taste as much of your body as she could. The tempo of your hip pumping hastens, sending shockwaves upon shockwaves up her young and vibrant neck. In order to push and drag yourself to greater lengths, you proceeded to pull her hair and used it as rope. Desperately, her tongue swung out to appease new found cheating partner.

“Ohhh my goodness, Chaeryeong… You got me so bad…” You kept wailing in ecstasy as she welcomes your cock as you face fucks her.

You almost cummed right there. Her face was so attractive and inviting that painting it with cum looked appealing. The same could be said for her mouth. You'd have liked to just drive your dick all the way in and have her swallow every drop of your sperm. But you had to hold back. You never know when this illicit deed may occur again, and you want more from your sister-in-law. You regained control of the steering wheel and instructed Chaeryeong to get on all fours. She immediately understood what you meant and obeyed your command. Further raising her hips in the air so you can impale her pussy from the back.

“Oppaaaa~ UGHH!” Chaeryeong exclaimed as you inserted your dick into her core once again.

"Aaughh…Ahhh... F-Fuck, You're still tight as fuck!" you groaned as you plunged back into her vagina.

"Oppa~ Fuck me harder, I beg you!!!" She shouted loudly, the thrill of being penetrated bursting through her lust haze.

She continued to squeal as you drove further. It didn't take long before your entire length reached deep into her. You breathed heavily as you filled her to the brim. You pause briefly to appreciate and register the feeling and sensation of her depths. She moaned as the full length of your cock stretched out her tight, new cunt.

Her desperate voice cried out your name, resonating off the walls of the room. Halfway through, you pulled your dick out, and her groans became louder and lower. The vista was breathtaking. Her stunning slim body and the refinement of her toned back are displayed before your hips like a piece of art. As you rammed the entire length back inside, you heard her scream and tossed her head back in bliss.

Your hips battered against her soft but round ass cheeks, resulting in a resounding spank. "Ooo~ Oppa!" Her unexpected cry was well timed. It resonated against the concrete walls. She frequently looks back to see how you are enjoying her pussy. Her facial expression alone, the sight of ecstasy on her gorgeous face, and the tremendous scream of desire her lungs spewed with each movement - all these stuff makes this cheating more than worth it, you thought.

You went insane from that point on. Nothing else mattered. You let your corrupted sister-in-law have a moan and scream at the top of her lungs, exceeding her wildest expectations. Her pussy also joins in, clinging closely to your dick. Her hot insides were sucking you dry as you continued to fuck her mercilessly.

"OOOOHHH~~ OPPAAAAA!!!" She kept on screaming.

"Ughh~~ Chaeryeonggg!" You were unable to hold yourself back, moaning her name out loud.

You two didn't care anymore. You didn't mind whether your sensuous grunts woke up your baby or if the neighbors heard your flirtatious pleas. You were constantly entering and exiting Chaeryeong's womanhood on your own. Nothing was going to stop you from finishing inside Chaeryeong, including the potential of your wife catching the two of you in the act.

The thrill of being caught only fueled your madness, driven solely by carnal instincts.

Your big shaft pounded violently against her sensitive inner flesh while her cunt convulsed and contracted. Every pump into her shot shockwaves through your entire body. Your hips crashed harder into her convulsing body, causing her chest to jump in time with your thrusts. Your balls slammed hard on her pussy, causing vibrations against both of your bodies.

You didn't care about the wet track that covered the union between your bodies. The two of you had gone too far. You were both swiftly approaching your climaxes, escalating with each passing moment.

It was not going to take long now. Your body was tense, and your cock was asking you to unleash its load. Chaeryeong cursed out hysterically, undoubtedly reaching her sensual peak as well. Trying to get in as many thrusts as you could before cumming, you sped up the pace even further. Her young and hot womb tightened around your big shaft, desperate to milk everything out.

"I'm almost there...I'm c-cumming. I am cumming inside of your Chaeryeong!" You grunted.

"YES, PLEASE! Impregnate me, Oppa. Put everything within me, PLEASE!" The sinful sister-in-law begged.

Every neuron in your body constricted, grew extremely sensitive, and went into overload.Your head exploded, sending ecstatic jolts across your body. Your cock pumped as hot semen streamed into her expectant womb. Rope after rope flew out of her uterus, splattering inside her reproductive organ. Chaeryeong's orgasm crested at the same time she then spilled her love juices, dripping from her core.

"Hell, yeah…that was hot!" you mumbled as the last spurts of cum came out from your shaft.

At that moment, your phone rang, it was a call from your wife Chaeyeon. Chaeryeong just stared at you, observing your next action. Without hesitation, you ignored the phone and instead, jumped back to bed and had a make-out session. Chaeyeon then left a voice message, saying she’ll be late to come home as they were stuck in a traffic jam. The statement made the two of you smile, you both ran naked to the shower room to continue relishing each other’s bodies.

You two have a forbidden romantic connection that keeps you together in a relationship that shouldn't exist.

To be continued...

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toastedcatbread · 6 months ago

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No wonder Sephiroth is so possessive of Cloud. Dude fucking lost all of the people he loves and he probably thinks that Cloud, whom he shares his cells with, thinks of the little blonde as his 'loved one' in his own fucked up way that he can't afford to let go.

My poor boyo only wants friends, family and a normal life but he can't ☹️

A product of trauma is how most villains tend to start. Sephiroth really did want someone to rely on (not necessarily in the strength department, but more like a constant presence that won't leave him). Cloud just happens to fit that mold for him.

I also believe that, no matter how much Sephiroth fights Cloud, he won't kill him. Because he doesn't want to lose that constant presence in his life. So he'll toy with him and play with him, but he won't go for fatal blows. I think that was pretty obvious in AC, since Sephiroth literally just waits for Cloud to collect himself after he throws him down. You see it again in Remake's final battle, where Sephiroth uses gravitaga. He just points Masamune at Cloud, but doesn't go for fatal hits.

Cloud is his link to Gaia and Sephiroth definitely knows it.

On another note, I've been traveling. Look at the Jenova cup noodles!

#Sephiroth #cloud #self care #cloud strife #ff7 #sephiroth x cloud #セフィクラ sefikura #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #headcanon

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Jonathon Azzopardi, the president of the auto parts manufacturer Laval Tool, can see clear across the US-Canada border from his desk in Windsor, Ontario, just 4 miles from Detroit. This week, that view started to look much more expensive.

On Sunday, President Donald Trump said the US would begin to place 25 percent tariffs on goods imported across the Canadian and Mexican borders, a stunning reversal of decades of free trade across North America. Both nations threatened to retaliate with their own tariffs. Then, a last-minute reprieve: Late Monday, Trump said tariffs against both nations would “pause” as both nations pledge to boost their border security. The president has also suggested that Canada might avert tariffs by becoming the 51st state, a suggestion that has horrified Canadians.

Should that 25 percent tariff go through, coupled with retaliatory tariffs from Canada, it would add near-unmanageable costs to the firm, Azzopardi says, in part because some of its products cross the US-Canada border up to seven times during production.

Even with the pause, the future is still murky—and frightening.

“The uncertainty is actually a bit worse, because we don't know what's going to happen,” says Azzopardi.

The company’s predicament demonstrates the difficulty of many in the auto business, as the Trump administration’s scattershot and threat-heavy approach to foreign policy jeopardizes the complex—and expensive—supply chains that create the vehicles Americans drive every day.

In one example from Laval Tool, US-made steel comes from Pennsylvania and is used to make components that eventually become molds for car parts, which then gets sent back to the US for processing, which is then finished back in Canada, which is then used to make a car component like a hood, which is then sent back to the US to get added to other components in a specific order.

Tariffs on Canada and Mexico could affect some $225 billion in auto-related imports, according to the consultancy AlixPartners. A quarter of the 16 million vehicles sold in the US annually come from Canada or Mexico.

Tariffs could also substantially inflate the cost of manufacturing a new vehicle—by up to $6,250, according to S&P Global Mobility. Firms will have to decide which of those costs they can bear themselves and which they’ll pass on to consumers in the form of higher prices.

The tariff pause doesn't mean the auto industry’s headache has ended. Analysts say manufacturers are responding to the uncertainty around duties by buying ahead and by moving goods across the border while they’re still tariff-free. Companies on the other side of the border are reacting to an influx of orders by cramming and paying workers overtime, and fearing that doing work now will mean less to do in the future.

Getting those products to the US quickly is more expensive right now because many companies are moving goods at once, says Paul Isley, a professor of economics at the Seidman College of Business at Grand Valley State University who forecasts business conditions in Western Michigan, where many auto suppliers and automakers are based. Then, storing that extra inventory incurs holding costs. In the US, local companies are also responding by holding off on hiring, Isley says.

“Often, uncertainty is worse than a bad plan,” says Isley.

Azzopardi says Laval Tool is trying to decide whether it should change its prices, scramble to open some kind of US subsidiary that will help it avoid some tariffs, or absorb 100 percent of the tariff costs in the hopes of maintaining relationships with major automaking clients. “For a short period of time we could stomach a couple of blows, for a couple months,” he says.

The confusion is particularly taxing for the auto industry, whose complex supply chain spans not only continental borders but the globe. Widgets are added to gadgets are connected to wires are attached to sensors, all in a specific order, all coming together to create just one component—an instrument panel, a window switch, a camshaft, a valve—that then needs to be attached to thousands of other components. Some 18,000 suppliers contribute to one auto manufacturer’s vehicles, the consultancy McKinsey has estimated.

Mexico is home to major auto manufacturing and assembly plants from most major automakers, including Volkswagen, BMW, and Ford. (Chinese automakers are also reportedly looking for factory locations in Mexico; US automakers fear they will try this backdoor to enter the American market.) It is also a hub for the assembly of labor-intensive auto components, including wire harnesses and vehicle seats. Canada, meanwhile, produces some of General Motors’ most popular trucks. It’s also the home of many tool and die operations and some of the largest auto suppliers in the world, including Magna and Linamar.

Automakers are likely spending time calculating what it will cost to move supplier, assembly, or manufacturing operations back to the US. This is not just a matter of swapping one widget for another, which means responding to tariffs could take automakers months, if not years. Any component change requires testing and calibration, says Dan Hearsch, who leads the US automotive practice at AlixPartners, an industry consultant. “Vehicles carry people’s lives,” he says. “These things have to work, and they have to last. That’s what’s at risk when [automakers] don’t do the right thing when moving production or shifting supply.”

“This is a very tough spot for the auto industry,” Hearsch says. “Other industries can move production far more easily than we can.”

In Windsor, Azzopardi feels that Canadian suppliers are, for some reason, being punished for following the free trade rules established during President Trump’s last term. “Who’s to say if this is the new normal?" he says. “It’s changing how we do business with our biggest trading partner”—the United States.

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Character Spotlight: Malcolm Reed

By Ames

Well, we’ve covered the three main stars of Star Trek: Enterprise, and you’ll find that we’re going to struggle a bit more to come up with highlights for the rest of the characters. Maybe Enterprise was more like The Original Series than we thought. But you know what? The hosts here at A Star to Steer Her By came to really appreciate how consistently written our security chief Malcolm Reed really is. You just have to be a little more observant to notice it through Dominic Keating’s accent.

Somewhat like Chakotay, Reed’s characterization has a subtle nuance that doesn’t hit you over the head, but it’s all there: his self-deprecating humor, his stalwart loyalty, his British gumption. It’s easy for your typical Trekkie to commiserate with our explosion-loving friend. His parents kept him at arm’s length, he never seems to luck out romantically (except in Caitlin’s fanfic, of course!), and he might be the most introverted character in the franchise. Can relate! So grab a slice of pineapple cake as we dig into our Reed moments below and on this week’s podcast (jump to 1:04:09). Reed Alert!

Best moments

Do you like piña coladas? Even the show seems to understand that Reed is underwritten, but that’s actually part of his charm! When, after painstaking investigations, we learn in “Silent Enemy” that our boy loves pineapple enough that he will go the distance and get inoculated to fight his natural allergy to it in order to have his cake and eat it too, it’s an early endearing moment with the security chief.

Click, click, BOOM Another of Reed’s interests is weapons. If it goes “boom,” you know Reed is 100% there for it. So it’s a cute moment in “Sleeping Dogs” when Hoshi translates some Klingon to “photon torpedoes” and Reed pops up out of nowhere, half erect already. And even more amazing, he uses this entirely alien tech to blast the failing ship into a higher orbit and save the day!

I imagine that would make quite an explosion Like we said last week, the comradeship between Tucker and Reed is one of those beautiful friendships you love to see in Trek. And it also includes more of Malcolm loving explosions! He saves both their asses in “Shuttlepod One” when he comes up with the idea to blow up the impulse drive AND keeps Trip from Captain Oates’ing himself because that’s what friends do for each other!

More possibilities than a bowl of day-old oatmeal Or so the box art for Nickelodeon Floam says. Reed is definitely up for a crazy scheme involving covering himself in bubble-gak (the original product name for Floam!) to disguise himself as a Suliban to sneak into the Tandaran prison in “Detained.” Roll it, mold it, cover it — That's the way you Floam it! Okay, I admit this was all mostly an excuse to do some Floam research.

Throw a patent on that When Archer, Trip, and a couple extras are trapped in a jizz web in “Vox Sola,” Reed basically offers to invent the forcefield, which has been eluding engineers and physicists for the last five years. But Malcolm somehow pulls it off in an afternoon. He tests out just how strong the EM barrier needs to be to keep the tendrils from passing through it, and voila! Instant forcefield!

Keep talking and nobody explodes Reed also instantly figures out how the Romulan mine works after it attaches itself to the hull in “Minefield.” And even more impressive: he’s able to communicate how to disarm it to Archer when he’s gotten himself pinned in the leg. And most impressive of all: he survives the constant chattiness of Jonathan Archer, the extrovert who makes introverts uncomfortable!

If you get tired of exploring, you’d do well in the Imperial Guard Considering how Reed never seems to make romantic strides over the course of the show, it was nice to see some successful flirting between him and Talas in “Proving Ground.” Sure, it was mostly an Andorian ruse on her part that he manages to see past, but their chemistry together was still ship-worthy. One could imagine that in another life, they’d make a cute couple.

The hull, the hull, the hull is on fire Reed is tasked with helping Tucker close down a leaking plasma conduit that was creating a huge plasma fire in “The Forgotten” and it almost does him in. Though his EV suit is rapidly heating, and though Trip specifically orders him to bail and go back inside, Malcolm puts his life on the line to finish the task that stops the leak… and then promptly passes out.

Checkmate in eight moves According to the Organian that possesses Reed all through “Observer Effect,” Reed is the ship’s chess expert and wins all the championships he plays in. That’s just a nice little detail that rounds out Reed’s character a little bit. And it makes sense as a security chief to be able to plan strategies several moves in advance while also increasing your nerd cred.

I apologize for saving your life, Commander. It won’t happen again. Though Reed’s usual modus operandi is to accept that he’s about to die and run with it, he actually fights to survive in “United.” Maybe because it’s also saving Trip from radiation, which he wouldn’t have any other way. But it’s a very clever plan to trick the Romulans by setting his phase pistol to overload on the drone ship to allow for escape and eventual rescue!

You have to choose where your loyalties lie We definitely don’t need more of Section 31, as none of us are particularly hyped for the new feature coming out tomorrow (at time of posting). But at least Reed seems to understand that he’d like no part in them either. Through the events of “Affliction” and “Divergence,” all he wants is out of that shady organization, and he ultimately picks the Enterprise over Agent Harris.

Red rover, red rover, let Trip come over Apparently the only person who can save the Enterprise 90% of the time is Trip. But the only person who can get Trip to the Enterprise from the Columbia in “Divergence” is Reed! Even while stuck in the brig for doing shifty Section 31 things, he’s able to use his grappler skill to create the tether that brings the Commander over. Ya know, for the spectacle of it all!

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Worst moments

You ever noticed her bum? Let’s move on to the bad things that Reed does. It got fully tiring to the SSHB hosts how obsessed everyone on the show was with T’Pol’s bum. Mind you, it’s a nice bum, but you don’t say it! So Malcolm starts a pretty gross trend in “Shuttlepod One” during his obnoxious dream sequence when he first notices dat ass, and don’t worry, everyone’s gonna jump on board.

This is a strange way to get to the garden Speaking of objectifying women! Trip and Reed are both made to look like fools, led entirely by their penises, when they get tricked by the shape-shifting thieves on Risa in “Two Days and Two Nights.” It’s a very tired plot that you’d expect to see in some sitcom or coming-of-age movie, but we also just don’t need to see more gross behavior from Starfleet officers, do we?

I’d prefer a burial at sea, if I’m not completely vaporized Nearly every time we see Reed in an EV suit, he tries to get himself killed for nothing. In “Minefield,” Archer needs to put his oxygen tube back in when Reed has disconnected it in order to sacrifice himself. Later, in “The Forgotten,” he specifically disobeys a command in order to fix a plasma leak and it nearly gets him killed. This boy is the poster child for therapy.

Your inquiry was not recognized This one probably belongs on the Trip list since it was his idea, but screw it, at least it’s getting reflected here. But really, how stupid is it for the two boy wonders to go sneaking around like dingbats in the Repair Station in “Dead Stop,” having no idea where things go and where the computer can transport them? They’re lucky she didn’t beam them into space.

It’s always in the last place you infiltrated Another dunce moment from Reed comes in “The Communicator” when he leaves his communicator on an alien planet they were sneaking around in disguise (for no good reason, I might add!). It’s a move straight out of “A Piece of the Action” when Bones did the same damn thing, and it’s just meant to be a little joke. A little joke that makes your character look incompetent!

When someone asks if you’re a genetically enhanced super soldier... There’s no Prime Directive in the time of Enterprise, but we can still call out when characters do stupid things, such as in “The Communicator.” Like a buffoon, Reed blurts out that he and Archer are super soldiers as an attempt to cover their identities that not only makes things worse for them, who’ll be killed and dissected, but for the society, who now think their war has escalated off the scale!

I considered your suggestion, Reed Alert, but it seemed a bit narcissistic For the sheer eye roll of it all, this one needed to make the list. Whenever Enterprise gets cheeky and makes a poorly timed, awkwardly written, fanwanky reference to something that will come later, it induces groans all around. The worst offender might be the Reed Alert in “Singularity,” which is just so clunky and obvious bait for fans that we can’t even even.

Would you like a sauna while I’m at it? Why does Reed have to be such a whiny little bitch during “The Catwalk”? It doesn’t seem particularly like him to get on Trip’s case about the preparations made to house the whole crew in the titular catwalks to hunker down through a storm, but instead Reed does little but complain. Poor Trip had mere hours and very little help for this massive excursion. Where was Reed then?

You were looking at my hands when you should have been looking at my eyes Yet another example from “Harbinger,” which has already come up a bunch of times in our Worst Moments. For Reed, this episode is all about having a juvenile spat with Major Hayes and it’s so immature I could weep. Reed is a big baby for thinking Hayes literally doing what he was brought onboard to do as a MACO is an insult to him, and he has a big temper tantrum about it.

This seat’s available It’s unappealing how the show depicts Reed as forever alone. He borders on being an incel at times, and one of those times is in “E²” when he learns his alternate self never got with anyone. It’s one of those cringe moments you expect from television of that era when the very next thing you see is Reed making an admittedly tame pass at the first woman he sees. Ick.

With my final breath, I curse Reed After Reed has finally mended things with Major Hayes and the two hold some respect for each other, Hayes gets killed off in a blaze of glory in “Countdown.” His final request is that McKenzie become his successor. As a last “fuck you” to Hayes, Reed apparently never does this! We don’t see her in the subsequent scene rallying the MACOs, or ever again on the show.

Do we need more Section 31? Finally there’s everything else to do with Section 31 in “Affliction” and “Divergence” and needlessly again in “Demons” and “Terra Prime.” What a terrible retcon for Reed. We already have a secret spy onboard in T’Pol. But instead we get Agent Harris showing up to meanly manipulate Reed and make Archer yell and yell as he so often does. It’s such fanwank because we’ve heard of this pointless memberberry before and that’s all it is.

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