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This wine tastes like pigs blood!
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan wangji#jin zixun#wei wuxian#su she#(Su She needs to have his carrie moment before he can have his Carrie Moment.#Which means he needs to exist as a punching bag before he can hit 'em with the rebound).#My first draft of this comic had WWX slurping LWJ's wine per actual scene canon#As it really is a great scene of how WWX is willing to absorb the scandal and harm that befalls others.#It had a lot less to do with it being LWJ and more so that WWX just happens to be the kind of person who refuses to turn a blind eye.#It could have been any Lan who was being pressured (inappropriately) to drink (do not pressure anyone to drink irl PLEASE).#Because this is a romance plot it of course *is* LWJ. But don't forget that in this moment they aren't on great terms.#It's not a knight in shining armor moment - it's a 'you were being treated unjustly and I have the power to absolve you from that.'#And as we are very soon about to see - WWX certainly cannot turn away from those who need aid he can provide.#And like Jin Guangyao; that kindness is also his downfall.#By the way - that you all for the amazing community commentary on the last comic. I really loved reading everyone's thoughts!#Suyao shippers...I get it now. You had me at 'wen ning and WWX parallels'. I'll be back with a treat for you soon.#And yes 'everyone' does include the ironically named tumblr user jin zixun.#Who blocked me right before the character makes his pd-mdzs debut.#I hope you are well. You seem like you were having a real bad time yesterday.
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Holy crap this is like world record breaking pace guys
Speedrun/Time Travel AU masterlist
#speedrun au#one piece#time travel au#op fanart#sabo#monkey d. luffy#portgas d. ace#asl brothers#time travel aus are my favourite trope for any fandom's fanfic#but this especially is why i want it for one piece#because I needed ace to die in canon. luffy NEEDED to get that wake up call and his whole crew NEEDED badly to get stronger#but ace is so much more than just a plot device for luffy... he was a person who was loved by so many people because#he made so many people happy#if luffy and his crew travelled back in time... they wouldn't need to worry anymore about their strength#Ace could live you know....#He could meet sabo while he was an adult#sabo could meet ACE while he was an adult#ALSO SIDE NOTE BUT SABO ALSO REMEMBERS THE TIME TRAVEL SHENANIGANS!!! but def not as well as any of the strawhats#i think the thing he remembers most is what he felt when he regained his memories in the first timeline#u guys... this comic was so vivid in my mind i HAD to draw it out... like i was planning on doin other time travel au comics before#but like I HAD to draw this because i had such intense ASL feelings#I tried to think if Ace would just start cussing sabo out cause like WHY DID YOU LET US THING U WERE DEAD ; - ;??? WHY DIDNT U CONTACT US??#but i think ace is really tired... like he's been worrying about luffy... and suddenly his brother starts uncharacteristically start#full out bawling in his arms... and he's really confused right now but both of his brothers are here and they're both crying#so there's really only one thing he can do#anyways i hope u enjoyed the comic#op spoilers#<- oops forgot to add that my b
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INTRODUCING...
HOTGUY AND CUTEGUY!!!
#hotguy#cuteguy#gtwscar#gtws#grian#desert duo#scarian#fanart#comic#mcyt#hermitcaft#only kinda tho#guys i've been agonizing over this tiny two page comic for far too long and it's still real rough looking#i have their first meeting and *redacted* sketched and ready to ink but my god#comics are so hard#i don't do a lot of inking so it sucks a little but i love that art style too much#i need a tag for this so if anyone has suggestions feel free to let me know#i will try to post a few pages every few weeks but idk#this will be a series and it will have plot but only a little#nhyhu.art
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x-nyan: first clan
Wolverine and Nightcrawler
Angel
Mystique and Juggernaut
Darwin
Sabretooth
Forge, Jubilee, and Dazzler
Cable and Deadpool
Kitty Pryde
Storm, Psylocke, and Havok
Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch
Beak, Callisto, and Caliban
#razpost#my art#warriors#marvel#x men#jesus let's tag all these guys#iceman#bobby drake#hank mccoy#beast#jean grey#professor x#charles xavier#scott summers#cyclops#magneto#erik lensherr#toad#whats toad's name again? haw would know uhhh#oh yeah#mortimer toynbee#rogue#anna marie darkholme#gambit#remy lebeau#emma frost#i don't know why i feel the need to tag superhero names and real names but it matters to me#anyways. i drew the first piece while watching the new lindsay ellis x men video and then there were 40 more minutes so i drew more#the ''plot'' is that shinestar is one of the last two clan cats along with his ex silverstar and they recruit a bunch of kittypets#and rogues to beef with each other - aka the plot of x men
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just some ivy league kids trying to figure out necromancy
#the overall plot is pretty cool i just hate the characters now. they're cute though hi#they need sooo much revamping. or maybe i just explode this universe and move on to the next we'll see#anyway yeah the fourth pic that's evelyn she's dead and she was super obsessed w the occult and she's very manipulative and bad#that's her twin sister hazel in pic 5 they hated each other. she did not murder her. but should she have been allowed to i mean who's to sa#also HIIII LIAM MY VERY BELOVED (he's the first one <33 my oldest oc <33)#he basically grew up with me. my friend once said he's like my imaginary friend now that's what i call him djskfljds#while now i'm more like let's try to make characters that look like real people not barbie dolls#i do appreciate 13 yr old me just saying yeah liam's just like a hot sexy supermodel with zero imperfections. he's 6 foot 7#the others are evelynâs friends liam just transferred here though. but HEâS trying to do necromancy for his cousin ppl think he killed#ffkldjflkdfds#ts4#ts4 cas#the sims 4
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your body isn't your own
#monkey d luffy#koby one piece#eustass kid#killer one piece#described in alt text#my art#my comic#secret modern au#art is concept ect#here i wanted to see how much i could implied with as little dialogue as possible. worked best in the first comic tbh#luffy is intersex in this AU now! (and a cis man) it's smth i had considered multiple time but never settled on until now because#i wasn't sure what to do with it but with how the plot evolved it makes a lot of sense and fixes some parts.#it's funny! he was meant to have some undiagnosed vague hormone disorder but i decided it's likely pms/pmdd (and maybe smth else#he's got a lot going on) and you kind need an uterus for that sooo.#genderwise he went through various flavors of gnc cis guy to genderqueer to ??? but now i'm thinking cis guy is best.#* VICE admiral btw. this what happen when you write comic past midnight
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sippy gone wrong
The sequel to this that no one asked for, yet which @miaumiaoumao predicted with 100% accuracy. How did they know this was the other thing not pictured???
Also, @pigeonfeather caused this additional sequel:
Lamb, did you ever think Narinder would be a menace by accident? He is A Cat.
#fanart#comics#cult of the lamb#cotl#cotl lamb#cotl narinder#yeah this is still narilamb - call it the Idiot Spouses AU#much as the Whoopsie AU it is BARELY an AU#they are both so barely AU they could actually be the same AU#in fact - THEY ARE#what a plot twist#i have in no way just decided this#anyway plz ignore that narinder looks more like a dog in the first drawing#look - his head is big and round in my style - the shape does not lend itself well to being squished into a small drinking glass#at least not without unintended dog consequences#i don't know what's happening in these tags anymore#i need to go to bed like. YESTERDAY
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Just the tip
* part of âboyfriend chroniclesâ â can be read as a stand-alone.
ę¨ pairing: mingyu x f!oc
ę¨ genres: non idol!au, established relationship, fluff, smut, slice of life.
ę¨ summary: he tried his best, he really did. but lord, for how long could he control himself when you looked like a pretty, little angel, all his to ruin?
ę¨ rating & word count: 18+ ; ~9.5K Â
ę¨ warnings/tags: fluff (called me single in 100 languages typa way), plentiful pda, theyâre so in love that it repulses me /j, profanity, explicit sexual content; dom/sub undertones (a bit of switch action as well), semi-public sex, breast play, biting/marking, size kink, praising, pet names, fingering, teasing, dacryphilia, begging, âjust the tipâ, unprotected, penetrative sex, big d*ck!gyu, multiple orgasms (f!receiving), creampie â this is a work of fiction and it doesnât represent mingyu in any way.  Â
ę¨ a/n: this series is slowly starting to look like my villain origin story đ... like wdym i canât have kim mingyu đđ? *sigh* anyway, itâs been a while, enjoy <3!
His footsteps are light despite him being in a hurry. Itâs almost as if he could start flying at any moment. Mingyu wishes that was an option. The sunlight filtering through his living room windows barely makes it to the kitchen, where heâs struggling miserably.Â
Large, shaky hands grip onto the petite looking sliders he has just finished making, carefully placing them inside the various colorful lunch boxes splayed out on the kitchen island. Mingyu is heaving ever so slightly, a bit of perspiration starting to collect on his forehead. Heâs nervous. And itâs silly, he knows. But he canât help his rushing heart that is hammering against his chest.Â
Itâs been over ten minutes since you texted him that youâre on your way to the park you two are going to meet up for your date. And heâs still here, in his pjâs, trying to finish packing the picnic basket as quickly as possible without absolutely destroying it. Even though Mingyu woke up criminally early with the intentions to cook everything himself, he somehow managed to fall behind because of the stupid cupcake batter that refused to make anything edible out of itself.Â
With what feels like the umpteenth sigh of the day, he manages to complete arranging the boxes inside the basket. However, he almost slips while hurrying to reach his bedroom. A string of curses leave Mingyuâs pouty lips, the muscles in his arms flexing to support his whole body against the wall. He still needs to get ready, leave his house, and buy some sort of dessert from the local bakery before finally meeting you.
Thanking himself for picking up and ironing the outfit yesterday night, he dresses up in a flash. Mingyu ponders if he should do something with his hair, but ends up keeping it the way it currently is. Sure, it is kind of messy, but it also gives him that âcasually sexyâ look. A satisfied smirk and the bare minimum skincare along with sunscreen later, he regards himself in the mirror for one last time. Looking more than good to go.
That state of peace only lasts for a moment though. Not wanting to be even more late than he already is, Mingyu grabs his phone, wallet, keys and the basket. After another minute of scrambling, he puts on a random pair of loafers and heads out. Even though you havenât contacted him since earlier, he feels anxious. Who knows for how long youâve been waiting all alone?Â
His long legs help him blaze past the bustling neighborhood, hands clutching on the basketâs handle in an attempt to stop it from swaying unsteadily. Mingyu is so wrapped up in his thoughts of you that he actually walks past the bakery â before realizing and taking a 180° turn. The elderly owner smiles at him brightly as he enters the cozy shop, somehow catching up on what exactly is happening with the usually calm and collected guy he has seen for so long. âAah, Mingyu! Welcome, my boy! Long time no see, eh? What brought you here all of a sudden? Mayhaps a special day with a special someone?âÂ
âHi, Mr. Owen! Hah, really though⌠I donât remember the last time I found myself having a little dessert. Glad to be back here! Although, Iâm just gonna pretend that I didnât hear the last partâŚâ Mingyu trails off, eyes taking in the pretty pastries and all sorts of baked goodness displayed in front of him. His heart jumps a little when he thinks about how your face contorts in pure joy whenever you ravish the sugar rush from something sweet. âUh anyway! Please pack me a dozen of these pastel colored macarons! And maybe four of those glazed donuts? Oh my god⌠are those heart shaped pies?? Looks so cute! Please pack two of them too!âÂ
The man nearing his late 60s canât help but laugh at Mingyuâs excited rambling as he points at the things he wants. âCalm down, calm down, Iâll get to everything one by one.â He folds up some new boxes before putting the delicate confectioneries into them. âYou really donât have to say anything though, the answers are written all over your face.âÂ
Mingyu, who was busy admiring the heart shaped pies, looks up, confused. âHuh?âÂ
âThe question I asked earlier. Which you pretended to not hear. The answer to it is written all over your face.â Owen shakes his head with a smile on his face.Â
âOhââ Mingyu looks down at his feet. Is he really that obvious? But even if he is, should he care about it? Feeling happy and elevated to meet his girlfriend doesnât always need to be embarrassing.Â
âDonât mind my little teasing now, will you? Do you want me to put these in your basket?â Heâs brought back to reality by Owenâs voice. Mingyu nods and brings the picnic basket up on the counter.Â
While the old man adds up the prices to write a bill after carefully putting all the desserts in the almost full basket, Mingyu finds himself zoning out. Would you like all the things heâs bringing? What if you have some secret allergy he doesnât know yet, and youâre unable to eat? A pout forms on his lips. But then he remembers â heâs been pretty late by now, and youâre waiting for him in a place youâre not familiar with at all.
He hurriedly pays and grabs his basket, apologizing to Owen for not being able to hang around longer and leaving immediately. Once heâs outside again, he quickly takes his phone and calls your number. Mingyu almost feels jittery, scenarios going through his head that arenât exactly nice. Thankfully for him, you pick up after a few rings, greeting him cheerily.
âMingyu! Hello baby! Iâm here already, are you on your way?â Â
That alone is enough for the six feet tall, grown ass man to wish he could disintegrate into thin air right now. Not in a negative way, though. He just finds it extremely devastating that you called him âbabyâ like that. But Mingyu is quick to recover from that feeling. âHi angel, Iâm on my way!! Iâm sorry you have to wait there all alone⌠Iâm like a three minute walk away from the park. Do you, maybe, wanna keep talking over the phone?â
âAw sure! And donât worry about it please, Iâm just standing beneath a large tree and enjoying the scenery! Itâs so pretty here!âÂ
Three minutes feel like thirty seconds with you, as he already gets through the parkâs elegant looking entrance. His eyes immediately start searching for you. âBaby, I just got through the main gate! Where are you?âÂ
âOh! That was quick, Gyu; should I come over to the entrance?âÂ
âNono princess! Stay where you are, Iâll be there. Just give me some directions!â Mingyu insists. To his surprise, you donât give up for your cause.
âWhy?â Your voice is nearly a whine, âItâll be way easier if I just go where you are!âÂ
With his heart doubling in his chest from fondness, he sighs, âFine⌠I guess. Come over quickly then, will you?âÂ
âYep yep, already on my way! I canât wait to see you!â You giggle excitedly, keeping your eyes on the path as you wander back towards the main gate. Mingyu waits by the side of a decorative statue for you. His gaze is searching, hoping to catch a glimpse of the person heâs grown to adore endlessly.Â
Itâs only a matter of seconds for you to spot each-other, two pairs of eyes lighting up with joy. You run to him giddily, colliding into his firm chest that youâve fallen asleep on several times now. His large arms wrap around your small frame to pull you closer, as if on instinct.
You inhale his scent deeply, a mix of his cologne and the smell of fresh laundry from his black polo shirt. However, you do avoid getting your face smushed up against himâ for the sake of your skincare and makeup. Both of you stay locked in each otherâs embrace for a while, before eventually pulling away.
âYou look so unbelievably pretty, my love.â Mingyu leans down to place a kiss on your head. âAnd smelling like a dream, as well.â Heat rushes to your cheeks, and you fiddle with the belt loops of his beige trouser.
Only now, youâve become aware of exactly how fucking good he looks today. This black polo fits him like a glove, paired with trousers that accentuate his long legs. Oh and, he also has a pair of eyeglasses that adorns his handsome face. The whole imagery is pretty devastating to your brain as it fails to process everything your eyes have registered. Why is it even legal to look like this?
You suddenly feel majorly weak in the knees, but Mingyu supports you with his unoccupied hand, flashing you a cocky grin. âWhat happened, baby?â He teases, clearly aware of the effect he has on you. You hold onto his arms and regain composure, clearing your throat from embarrassment.Â
âUhm, you look⌠really really great as well.â His eyes twinkle as he smiles upon your compliment, the hand around your waist pressing you into him. Your heart flutters in your chest from the close exposure. Mingyu seems a bit more touchy-touchy than usual, considering that you guys are in public.
âAll for you, my angel,â your boyfriend mutters right against your ear, causing a shiver to run down your spine. As if that wasnât satisfactory enough, he lets his lips brush over the shell of your ear, catching you even more off-guard. What the hell is in the air today?Â
âUhmâ letâs go find a spot for our date? Or are we gonna just stand here?â You look up at Mingyu questioningly, doe eyes causing his heart to skip a beat. He sighs, just slightly annoyed with how his mind goes to unspeakable places with just that.
âOf course, baby, letâs find a place to sit down.â He smiles brightly, watching you wrap your smaller arm around his. To his dismay, his hungry eyes once again take in how pretty and irresistible you look in this flowy, white sundress.Â
The soft material caresses your thighs with each stride; Mingyu wishes it was his hand instead. Itâs absurd, but the way this dress has pretty flowers and hearts printed across it makes him wanna mark you up. The poofy sleeves, the sweetheart neckline that shows just enough to drive him crazy â God. Even the way your hair is loosely braided with stray locks tucked behind your ear? He genuinely wants to cancel all plans and take you to his home and do you all day.
Itâs crazy, really. How can you just look like that and expect anyone to act like a normal functioning human? Mingyu shakes his head a little and inhales shakily. You deserve to get pampered on a picnic date as much as you deserve to get mind-blowing orgasms.Â
âYouâre not paying attention to me at allâŚâ The sound of your dejected voice breaks him out of his reverie. Shit.
âNo, no! Baby, please, Iâm sorry⌠Uh, to be painfully honest with you, Iâm distracted because you look so exceptionally pretty, like an angel whoâs descended on Earth. But still, Iâm really sorry for not listening to what you have to say. I promise Iâll focus from now on!!â He laces your fingers together and gives your hand a reassuring squeeze.Â
âYouâre such a flatterer, Kim Mingyu.â You try to hide your smile, sounding a bit angry to tease him. Your beloved boyfriend hates it when you call him by his full birth name; and this time is no different. However, to your surprise, instead of throwing a tantrum like he usually does, Mingyu leads you to the side of the path.Â
âWhaââ you start, but close your mouth out of shock when he covers your frame entirely and leans down to press a sweet kiss on your lips. Your hands press against his toned stomach for support, your head emptying entirely. His lips are so soft against yours, the heat radiating from his body warming you up a bit too much.Â
You pull away first, your whole face heated from his sudden action. As you take deep breaths to compensate for the air you lost during the kiss, Mingyu finally speaks up. âDonât be mad at me today, my love. Please. Iâm gonna be so, so sad. I promise Iâll do better but god, please donât be upset.â His lips have formed his signature pout, your heart melting at the spot.Â
You let your thumb caress over his pout, tip-toeing to peck him. Mingyuâs lips stretch into a smile, his unoccupied hand curling around your waist. âYouâre so cute, how can I be mad at you?â You giggle, absolutely adored by this soft giant begging you to not be upset.Â
âIf I am cute, then what are you, princess?â Mingyu grins, nuzzling your hand before you move it away. You shake your head, not willing to debate on whoâs the cutest.Â
âAnyway, we should really find a place to sit down and get our picnic started. I was just saying that there arenât a lot of people in the park right now, but we should still find a place with enough privacy.âÂ
The way Mingyu nods is like a puppy tilting its head. God, the way youâd commit arson for this guy. With a soft sigh, you continue. âAnd, I also have my own basket, which I left at an empty space I found by where I was standing. Letâs go there first, then we can move further into the park where not a lot of people will potentially find or bother us.âÂ
It takes you guys a few minutes to go and fetch your own basket, and probably another ten to fifteen minutes to find a spot for your picnic date. Mingyu is extremely happy with the grassy little patch surrounded by tall bushes and large trees, a big smile on his face as he takes out the picnic blanket he brought along. He canât wait to show you all the food he made.Â
Once heâs done setting the blanket, you take off your pastel pink mary janes and settle down on the blanket with your picnic basket nearby. Mingyu looks at you, a bit surprised. âYouâre taking off your shoes?â The question makes you narrow your eyes.Â
âAnd why wouldnât I be taking off my shoes? To make this brand new blanket dirty?â His mouth forms an âOâ shape, before he nods. You canât help but raise an eyebrow at him. âYou can keep your shoes on, if you want. Thereâs no need to stink up this place.â
âHEY! Iâm not that unhygienic, that last time I just forgot about laundry for some reason. I already told you⌠And Iâm not wearing any socks todayâŚâ Mingyu trails off, discarding his loafers with a âhmphâ.Â
âOkay, okay, Iâm sorry. Stop sulking, Gyu.â You watch him as he sits down as well, adjusting his trousers a bit to be more comfortable in this position. He overlooks you for now, reaching for his basket and carefully taking out the desserts first. Then, he produces a bunch of different tupperwares out of it, placing all the food in the center of the mat, between you two.Â
You reach for your own basket as well, cautiously eyeing your boyfriend who seems to be extremely invested in unpacking all the food. The only things youâve brought along today for the picnic date are flowers, a flower vase, a small canvas and some tubes of watercolor, besides your necessary belongings. Although itâs kinda embarrassing, it canât be helped because Mingyu insisted on bringing everything for the date.Â
âGyu,â you murmur, hands anxiously gathering the loosely made bouquet inside your basket. Itâs oddly nerve-wracking. Youâve never really received or given flowers in a relationship before.Â
âHm?â He doesnât look up, eyes furrowed as he rummages through his basket. With a sharp inhale, you slowly retrieve the flowers, extending them towards him. Mingyu immediately turns to look at your shaky hands holding a bouquet of Jasmine and Lilacs, his face heating up as he realizes whatâs going on.
â____, my baby,â he coos, bringing his hands to wrap around your trembling ones. âIt looks so pretty, did you bring them for me?â You avoid eye-contact, but nod to give him confirmation. The wave of weird emotions that hits Mingyu is hard for him to explain. Usually, heâs been the one giving flowers to his partners in relationships. But, being on the receiving end for the first time, he feels as if heâs on top of the world.Â
âCâmere.â He leans in to grab your waist, bringing you closer to him, before hoisting you up a little to place you on his lap. Mingyu fixes your dress, then pulls you closer to rest against his chest. His left hand remains wrapped up around your midsection. âThank you so much, love. Iâm over the moon that you got me flowers. Iâm so lucky to be dating you, angel.â He presses a kiss on your cheek, your heart almost bursting inside your chest.Â
âDo you know Victorian floriography?â you look at him, slightly embarrassed. When he shakes his head as ânoâ, you go on, âItâs the language of flowers. Back then, gifted flowers used to have hidden meanings⌠But itâs kinda coming back in trend, I guess.âÂ
âOh,â Mingyu ponders, âThen, does this bouquet of Jasmine and Lilacs have a secret message as well?â You nod, looking up at him with a shy smile.Â
âFind it out later, okay? For now, please explain what youâve brought along in so many boxesâŚ?â Trying to change the topic, you take away the flowers to put them inside the vase you brought along, settling it in an empty space between all the packed boxes of desserts.
He chuckles nervously, suddenly remembering all the food he brought. âUh⌠right. I mightâve gone a bit overboard with it, but I promise, sixty percent of everything you see is made by me, with so much love.âÂ
âWhoa!â you exclaim. âThatâs a lot of things you made with your own hands⌠Iâm honored.â Mingyu presses a kiss on the side of your neck, nuzzling it affectionately. Goosebumps spread across your skin, and you stop yourself from making any noises. Itâs⌠weird that heâs being so intimate while you are pretty much in public. But god, does it do things to youâŚÂ
âYou havenât tasted anything yet, though. Heck, let me show you whatâs inside first.â He reaches for the closest tupperware, and to your surprise, you see various, colorful fruits, all cut up in small heart shapes and laid out in rows.Â
âOmg, so cute!!â you squeal, clapping your hands together in excitement. Mingyu beams at you, clearly happy with your reaction.Â
âHehe, thereâs a lot more to see!â He stretches to grab two more boxes, each revealing tteok-bokki, your mouth inevitably watering from the sight. Youâve had these delicious rice cakes made by him a few times prior, and you loved it to bits.Â
He leans down to rest his chin on your shoulder. âShould I take out the chopsticks?â Mingyu closes the box with fruits in it, moving it to the side. âLetâs go from spicy to sweet, hm? I also made tiny sliders because you seem to like miniature food a lot! After these, we can have the desserts!âÂ
You nod in agreement, snuggling up to him more. Receiving treatment like this makes you feel like a princess. Even though youâre not sure how much he has brought along, you internally make up your mind to at least taste everything and applaud the effort he put into it. Â
Once you guys are done eating everything he had prepared himself, you urge Mingyu to take a break and save the desserts for the very end. He agrees, not willing for the date to end anytime soon.Â
âI brought along something else as well⌠if you let me go for a bit, I can take my basket and you can hold me again.â You say after a while of chatting about this and that. Your boyfriend eyes you curiously, loosening his arms around your waist momentarily. That is enough for you to grab your basket and settle down on his lap again.Â
âWhat did you bring? Iâm so curious! Waitâ tubes of paint?!â To add more to his surprise, you take out the small canvas, a literal gasp escaping Mingyu. âWhat can we possibly do with these? I donât see any brushesâŚâÂ
âItâs so surprising to me that youâre always on Instagram, yet you have no clue about this.â You tease, placing the canvas in a position where both of you can access it very comfortably. He raises an eyebrow at your comment, feeling very attacked. But he refrains from saying anything.
âLetâs just start doing it, okay? Itâll make sense immediately because itâs nothing complicated.â You sigh, taking Mingyuâs palm in yours. He looks confused as you take the red watercolor tube first, getting rid of the cap and squeezing out a generous amount on the top of pinky finger.Â
âOhâŚâ He lets you take his hand and bring it to the center of the tiny canvas, pressing the paint covered finger carefully against the paper. âBut whatâs that supposed to do? It just looks like a blob of paintâŚâ Mingyu looks at you questioningly as you retreat his pinky from the canvas.Â
âOh hush, donât be so impatient!â You scold him jokingly, pointing towards a bunch of tissues. âClean up your finger now! Youâll find out soon enough.â He puffs out his lower lip, reaching for a tissue while grumbling.
You take the tube of blue watercolor and cover your whole thumb with a thick layer of paint. Mingyu watches you curiously while you press on your thumb in the opposite direction of his âblob of paintâ, trying to get the sizes as close as possible. âThat is so fucking adorable?!â Your boyfriend erupts in cute aggression when you lift up your thumb, revealing a heart made with your fingerprints.Â
âItâs so cute, youâre so cute, fuck, Iââ He stops himself before any inevitable words roll off his tongue. Mingyu is well aware that you prefer to take things slow, and he wants to make sure that you can process everything at your own pace. His thoughts are interrupted by your giggles.Â
He tightens his hands right beneath your chest, pushing you close to nuzzle the crook of your neck. âIs it that funny? So fun to watch me lose my shit because of how fucking adorable you are, hm?â
âItâs not like thatâŚâ you murmur, goosebumps all over your body. âI just thought that itâs kinda amusing how you were all clueless and nagging about it earlier, then suddenly, you were screaming about how cute this is.â Itâs hard for you to not make any sounds when heâs caressing your sensitive areas, but you attempt to keep your voice low and steady.Â
Mingyu wishes he could explain how much that tiny heart shaped painting actually means to him. Itâs almost like all your heart is into those two blobs of red and blue paint, looking back at him, telling him secrets youâve never shared with him before. He feels all warm and fluffy inside, his senses all wrapped around your nuances. âCan I keep that for myself?âÂ
âOf course!â You smile brightly at him, extremely giddy that he wants to keep this small token of your feelings for him which will last way longer than the flowers. âLet the paint dry first, though.âÂ
âSure, baby.â He squeezes you in his arms. âCan we have the desserts now? I know it doesnât look like it, but there are plenty of them.â Mingyu whines, feeling sort of desperate to show you everything he bought earlier. Thankfully for him, you nod, perking up at the mention of many desserts.Â
He reaches for the box with pies first, knowing very well youâll absolutely adore them. And you do, blessing his ears with one of those cute squeals of yours, eyes sparkling at the sight in front of you. âOMG!! So pretty! And it looks delicious!âÂ
âMhm, I had a feeling youâd love to have these. Letâs dig in!â Mingyu takes out a small bottle of hand sanitizer, squirting out some of it on both of your hands. These pies are very conveniently palm-sized. With its crust shaped like a heart, ruby red filling made out of cherries â it sure does make you feel hungry just by looking at it.Â
âCâmon, take a bite,â your boyfriend muffles out, mouth already full of the big bite he has just taken. You nod gingerly, taking a shy bite of the pie as well. The buttery, flaky crust, paired up with a bit of the sweet cherries melt in your mouth, a satisfied sound rumbling in your throat.Â
âMm, itâs really good!â The smile on your face is like a whole trophy to Mingyu. You liked it. Heâs so glad that he canât really explain.Â
âYay!!! I got you donuts and macaroons as well!â He blurts out, all giddy looking at you savoring the sweet dessert. Once youâre done with the pie, he reaches for the boxes of both donuts and macarons, earning a small whine from you.
âI canât eat that much⌠Iâm almost full.âÂ
âWhy? You only ate a littleâŚâ A frown forms on your boyfriendâs lips.
âGyu. I had a ton of tteok-bokki. Then sliders. Then fruits. On the dessert side, I already had a pie. Iâm really, really, sorry, but that looks like a lot of macarons and donuts. My stomach will either burst or Iâll just throw up at the end of this!â You try your best to make your point stand, pleading with your eyes for him to understand.
Mingyu heaves out a sigh. âFineee. Youâre gonna take the macarons back home with you, then. I bought these especially for you. And Iâm not listening to any complaints about that.âÂ
âGyu, that kinda makes me feel bad though⌠you basically did everything for this date.âÂ
âBaby, I did everything voluntarily because I wanted to treat you like this. Like you deserve to be treated. And câmon now! You brought flowers for me, and came up with a fun little activity to do. What about all the dates weâve had before that were totally planned by you? So pretty please, with a cherry on top, donât turn me down?âÂ
You turn in his lap to face him, blinking back the silly tears that clouded your vision. He hums in approval as you wind your arms around his neck and pull him in for a sweet kiss. Although, you pull back soon enough, resting your foreheads together instead. âYou mean so much to me,â you mutter, eyes locking with him.Â
A strange warmth spreads throughout Mingyu, radiating inside-out and filling up his heart. He doesnât really know what to say back â simply because heâs over aware of the fact that he is completely and utterly in love with you. But he doesnât want to hurry, he wants to move with you, as you slowly open up your petals to him, like a flower does to a sun.Â
âI wish there were words in my vocabulary capable of explaining how much you mean to me.â He smiles softly, pressing a butterfly kiss to the corner of your lips. Mingyu absolutely adores the sound of your giggle that drifts to his ears.Â
âYouâre so cheesy, I kinda like it.âÂ
âJust 'kinda'?â He canât help his own chuckle. âAnd here I thought I was getting a lot of charm points for being cheesy.âÂ
âYou can be cheesy all you want, baby. I think most of your charm points come from your physical features at a first glance.â You boop his nose, both of you bursting out in laughter.Â
âAre you saying that Iâm handsome?âÂ
âMhm. Very handsome, in fact. Very tall as well. Very⌠very big too.â You can see the playful glint vanishing from his eyes. Mingyu inhales a shaky breath.Â
âLetâs get to those donuts now. Please?âÂ
You nod, moving around to get back on your previous position. He bites back a groan as your hands feel around, squeeze and grab on his thighs before you settle down. âWhat donuts did you bring?âÂ
âGlazed donuts, cause you really liked them the last time!â He wraps an arm around your waist, adjusting you to be closer to him. Mingyu is well aware that heâs barely holding up. But, heâs trying to convince himself that being closer to you can get him through his⌠hard times.
âWhoa omg these look so good?!â His inner monologue is interrupted by your squeal. A small smile curls up his lips.Â
âRight? Dig in, baby!â He encourages, leaning forward to take a donut for himself. You follow suit, excited to bite into the sugary heaven.Â
The sweet dough crumbles in your mouth upon the first bite, the sugar glaze hitting your taste buds just right. As you savor the pleasant taste of it, a satisfied hum rumbles in your throat. âGyu, this tastes heavenly. Way better than the last time we had it! And I loved the ones we got back then?!â
âIâm so glad, my angel. Iâll get you more the next time we meet up~â Your boyfriend nuzzles your hair affectionately, his heart doubling in his chest from adoration. Itâs hard to explain how great he feels simply by seeing you happy, enjoying your food. Maybe, itâs because Mingyu himself loves to eat heartily and cook for his people; he hopes that he can see you like this forever.Â
It would be so nice, he would cook for you everyday and help you out whenever you felt like cooking, and dine-out and order in as your heart desires.Â
Youâre almost done with your second donut by now, but Mingyu hasnât said anything or even touched his portion after saying that heâd bring you more. Kind of worried, you turn your head to look at him, finding his eyes transfixed on you.Â
â... Hello? Whyâd you go silent? Is something in my hair orââ you stop halfway when you notice his gaze has shifted to your lips now. It makes you swallow nervously, anticipation building up in your system. You know that look all too well.Â
âThereâs something on your lips.â His voice is nonchalant, relaxing your senses a bit. You nod, attempting to wipe off the crumbs with your hand, but he catches your wrist, leaning in swiftly to wrap your lower lip between his.Â
Goosebumps spread all over your body, hands automatically winding around his neck as he suckles on the delicate flesh of your lips. His free hand rests against the small of your back, urging you to turn towards him fully.Â
You really donât understand how he can kiss you this good when you are yet to open up to his tongue. Your body has already started to heat up, breathing uneven. With shaky hands, you clumsily take off his glasses, his lips curling up in a smile against yours.Â
Soon enough, he coaxes your mouth open, his hand letting go of your wrist and cupping your jaw instead. You both moan simultaneously, crazed by the sweet aftertaste of the desserts. Mingyu is extremely eager, taking the lead as always, your body starting to quake from the mind numbing kiss.
Picking up on your struggle to breathe, he pulls away just enough to whisper against your lips. âYou have to keep breathing through your nose, baby. You canât just forget to breathe, even if Iâm kissing you so good for so long that your mind goes blank.âÂ
You flush at the mention of your usual complaint against him whenever he has to give you space to breathe during a make-out. âI⌠I try, I swear, but itâsâŚâ you trail off between huffs, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.
âAw, am I giving my princess a hard time?â Mingyu pats your head, nudging you to get back up. You nod, a small chuckle escaping him. âFuck, youâre so cute,â he leans in for a brief peck. âAnd so pretty, looking like a fairy today.âÂ
He returns to the kiss with full passion, tongue immediately entangling with yours, a low groan escaping him. You taste so maddeningly sweet, like an endless source of honey to his bee. He suckles on your tongue, his teeth nibbling on your lips, reducing you to an absolute mess. You are, quite literally, shaking, arousal dripping down your core and ruining the pretty lace thong you wore for todayâs date.Â
âAahââ you gasp as he trails down to press wet, sloppy kisses down your neck, hands pulling at the sleeves of your dress. You donât stop him, threading your fingers through the luscious locks of his wavy hair. Mingyu has nearly forgotten that you guys are technically in public, and has made you do the same. He drags your bra strap off your shoulder using his teeth, biting and sucking on the newly exposed skin.
One of his hands is wrapped around your waist to secure you, his other hand slipping beneath the skirt of your dress, stroking your thighs. Only now, you suddenly remember that youâre on a picnic date in a somewhat secluded part of a very public park. âMmâmingyuâ donâtââ you struggle with your words, overwhelmed by his ministrations. Heâs everywhere â touching, squeezing, licking, kissing and biting. âStop, please.â You whimper, his actions halting immediately.Â
âWhatâs wrong?â Mingyu lifts his head to assess your situation, looking dazed himself, his voice hoarse. You swallow nervously, your own eyes glazed with tears that had appeared because he made you feel a bit too good.
âWe⌠weâre in public,â You state firmly. âWe can get caught in a very indecent state if we keep going.âÂ
Mingyu takes a look around the surroundings. Tall bushes and plenty of large trees cover this small patch of area entirely. He knew exactly what he was doing when he chose this spot. One would have to wander off very far into the park and physically push off bushes to get in here like you guys did. Which, to him, seems extremely unlikely.Â
âI wouldnât call this public, my love.â He takes both of your hands to entwine your fingers. âAnd I highly doubt someone would come this far and specifically peek around the bushes to catch us. You do remember how long it took us to get here, no?âÂ
âYeah⌠but, what ifââÂ
âThere are no âwhat ifâs, my angel. Even if someone did come this far into the park, theyâd still have to manhandle the bushes to be able to see whatâs on the other side. Please, trust meâŚâÂ
His broken look stirs something in you, and you lean in to touch your foreheads together. âI do trust you. And I want you as much as you want me,â you whisper shyly, your thong uncomfortably damp and sticking to your skin. âBut, wouldnât it be better if we go home quickly, and um, finish what we startedâŚ?âÂ
Mingyu sighs, wrapping you in his arms and pulling you as close as possible. âI donât think I can hang on for that long, baby. I need you so fucking bad. Iâve been struggling to keep myself together for an embarrassingly long time now. Youâ You just look so goddamn pretty. Like a tiny little fairy who is all mine to ruin. Fuck, just⌠just see what youâve done to me.â He takes one of your hands and guides it to his crotch, blood rushing to your face.Â
âIf you want me just as much as I do, you must be soaking wet, right?â His whisper is hot against your neck, right hand holding your own to his growing bulge while his left hand slips between your thighs. You gasp when he rubs his fingers against your ruined underwear, a satisfied grunt reverberating in his throat. âFuck.â Mingyu curses under his breath, his hips bucking up to your joined hands.
âYou really want us to go home in this state? Hm?â His voice is a whine, only adding more to your devastation. To be really honest, all logical reasoning left your system the moment he made you feel his hard-on. And then he had to feel your drenched thong in return as well, arousing you to the extent where you donât really give a fuck about being in the open anymore.
âHngh, fineâ do it quickly.â You whimper, every inch of you begging for his touch, to be relieved. Mingyu smiles, ecstatic upon your words, hungry lips finding yours for a kiss. You moan at the contact, pussy clenching around nothing.Â
âAs my princess wishes.â He hums, pulling down your dress to reveal your bra. His pupils dilate at the sight in front of him. Even when he dragged down the straps of your bra with his teeth, he didnât think youâd be wearing a rather provocative lacey piece today. âFuck,â Mingyu bunches up your dress around your waist, a groan escaping him.
Is this another fantasy of his? Cause no, fuck, you sure do look like it.Â
The delicate lace work barely covers anything, his cock throbbing inside the confines of his boxer-briefs. He feels like heâs high. âBaby,â your boyfriend rasps, âdo you even understand what you do to me? Hm?âÂ
âYou like it?â your voice is a whisper, fingers digging into his shoulder from nervousness. A part of you knows the answer already, but still, hearing it out loud from him always makes you feel butterflies.Â
âYouâre really asking me that? Fuck, I love it, youâre so fucking pretty, I canât believe that youâre real, and mine.â Mingyu groans, one of his hands reaching for your bra and pulling at its cups. His mouth immediately attaches to your left breast as soon as it is released. You gasp, body quivering at the touch. He bites and suckles on the soft flesh teasingly before reaching for your hardened nipple.Â
You whimper out his name, fingers gripping on his hair. The way his tongue swirls around and suckles on the sensitive bundle of nerves makes you dizzy. More arousal leaks out of your core, desperation cresting higher and higher. You need him in you, right now.
But Mingyu is lost in your breasts, reaching for your right one after a while, teeth dragging over the nipple before his tongue slurps at it. You quiver and whine in his arms from all the sensations youâre feeling. He knows exactly what to do to make you feel good, and he never slacks off at that.Â
âYouâre so perfect, my little angel.â Mingyu hums, his right hand groping your left boob. âFits so perfectly in my hand, so cute,â he murmurs before looking up at you. As he meets your tearful eyes, he loses a bit more of his sanity.Â
âDamn it, you look soââ he stops short, breathing heavily. Will he ever get used to the way you look during intimacy? Probably not. The flushed face, teary eyes and parted lips always gets him.
âGyu,â you whine, hugging him tightly. âIt hurts, please do something,â your whisper is hot against the shell of his ear. Mingyu canât help but smirk, wondering if he should tease you. âNeed you in me.â your sweet plea stirs him, more blood rushing towards the south.
âFuck it.â He reaches between your thighs, cupping your pussy. The soaked, warm fabric makes him growl. Your hips immediately start rocking, generating friction â something youâve been craving for so long now. You sigh in relief, using his hand to stimulate yourself.
âWhat if someone sees you like this right now? So needy, humping my hand?â Mingyu asks, amused. Goosebumps spread over your skin, and you hide your face in the crook of his neck. However, you donât stop moving your hips, inner walls clenching in desperation.Â
âDoâdonât say that,â you whimper, âso embarrassing.âÂ
âIs that so? But youâre still rubbing into my hand, though.âÂ
âItâs because you wonât help meâŚâÂ
Mingyu canât help but chuckle, his thumb finding your clit and pressing on it firmly. You scream out, a strong pulse of pleasure spreading through your nerves. He shushes you, alarmed. âShh, you canât be so loud today, baby⌠what if someone hears you and decides to check whatâs going on?âÂ
You bite your tongue, absorbing his words. The thought paralyzes you from embarrassment, but for some reason, your pussy has a mind of its own. âItâs all your fault,â you croon, âitâs all because you canât control yourself.âÂ
âI already said this like a hundred times, but, you look so fucking pretty in this cute little dress, baby. So fucking pretty. How am I supposed to control myself? When all I can think about is ruining my sweet angel?â Mingyu rasps, his calloused fingers rubbing your clit in tight circles. Youâre certain that your legs will give up at this rate, your whole body teetering from the stimulation.Â
âBuâbutââ you lower your voice to a whisper, âpeople will catch us like this, what then?â He presses a fleeting kiss on the corner of your lips, pushing the soaked lace of your thong to the side and sliding his middle finger between your labia against your slit. You swallow back a moan, biting the inside of your cheek.
âGuess youâre gonna have to keep it quiet in that case.â Mingyu pushes the digit into your sopping hole, making a âshlickâ sound that surprises both of you. âFuck, did you hear that? Did you hear how wet you are for me?â You squeeze him in response, nerve endings on fire. It feels so incredibly good to finally have something fill your aching core.Â
âMove, please,â you whimper, getting impatient. As if to test you, he slowly starts dragging his finger down, before pushing it back inside in a rough manner. You muffle your squeal against his shoulder, overwhelmed yet wanting more of him.
Soon enough, Mingyu loses the patience to tease you, his own urges kicking in. His ring finger slides into the depths of your molten warmth as well, your walls clenching around him from excitement. âYou drive me fucking crazy,â he hisses under his breath. Slow, languid movements let him feel the way your arousal coats his skin in a silky veil, making him feel kind of suffocated around his crotch.
âBaby,â you whine, âwanâ more, please.â The burning ache for a release fires through your system, every single one of your cells begging for more. A breathy laugh rings in your ears, to your dismay.
âWant what exactly, love?â Mingyuâs eyes are twinkling with mischief, knowing very well that heâs pushing your boundaries right now.Â
âHarder,â your choked whisper is hot against the shell of his ear. He clenches his teeth, thumb pressing down onto the swollen nub before anything. A gasp escapes you, face falling to rest in the crook of his neck, breathing uneven. His fingers pick up speed eventually, your lower stomach in knots, a shiver running down your spine. If your mouth wasnât pressed up against his skin, you probably wouldâve blabbered about how good heâs making you feel.Â
It doesnât take long for you to crest up towards the pinnacle, whole body convulsing, preparing itself for the rushing relief itâs about to experience. Mingyu, knowing very well that youâre about to finish, adds a third digit into your slippery warmth, seemingly triggering your orgasm. You muffle your cries in his neck, falling onto him as your legs give up entirely. He holds you securely with his free arm, feeling kinda dizzy himself. His neck is all slobbered up, covered with messy bites you left while trying to silence yourself.Â
It takes you longer than usual to recover, finding the strength to stand on your knees. Blood rushes to your face when you regard the state of your boyfriendâs neck, even the collar of his black polo a victim to your actions. Mingyu, on the other hand, barely holding on, finally starts to pull out his fingers from your pussy, your juices leaking out on his hand profusely from the movement. A breathy whimper escapes you, nerves alight for pleasure once again.Â
âFuck, take a look at this,â He holds up his hand between you two, the slightly viscous liquid catching the sunlight and glowing, making you flush. âYou treat me sâwell, baby, servinâ me liquid gold.â His words only make you even more embarrassed, eyes avoiding him at all costs. The lewd sound of his slurping sends a tingle through your core, droopy eyes shyly catching him lick his fingers clean. You shudder a little when he moans satisfactorily, eyes trained on you the whole time.
In a sudden surge of boldness, you reach out to caress his jawline, bringing him closer for a kiss. Mingyu hums, a smile forming on his lips before attacking your mouth with full force. You gasp and moan while he finds his way to your tongue, the growingly familiar taste of yourself on his saliva causing a new surge of arousal to your core. Quite desperate to feel him now, you fumble with the button on his trousers blindly, undoing it quickly before reaching for the zipper.Â
âFuck,â Mingyu pulls away with a hiss, his stomach tightening from the feeling of your hand lightly pressing onto his clothed cock. Your eyes greedily devour the outline of his boner, almost poking at the material of his boxer briefs. Pussy clenching at the thought of him filling you up, you pull at the waistband of his underwear.Â
âMy god, Mingyu,â you swallow nervously, unsure how to react as his heavy cock springs out of its confines, slapping against his tummy. Youâve never seen it this angry and twitching, head covered with a light sheen of his pre-cum. Heart almost beating out of your chest, you reach for him, hands delicately wrapping around his length and giving it a few, slow pumps.Â
âBaby, fuckââ His eyes shut close, teeth digging into his plump lower lip to restrict any noises. With your thumb, you spread the gathering pre-cum all over his tip, making him whimper in the process. If you donât get fucked right now, you might just lose your mind.Â
âNeed you,â you whisper, pressing a fleeting kiss on his nose. Mingyu looks as if heâs pained, a defeated sigh escaping him.Â
âMy love, Iâ I need you too. So, so bad, canât explain.â His eyes tear up suddenly, âB-butââÂ
âWhat happenedâŚ?â You ask, alarmed by his expression.
âIâ I donât have a condom.â He frowns, wrapping his arms around your back and burying his face in the comfort of your chest. âIâm so sorry, baby.â Your heart drops to your stomach because of how devastating his tone is.Â
âNooo! Itâs okay⌠um, we didnât know this would happen, yâknow? So, um, donât apologize, please. And donât talk like that.â You nudge him to look at you.Â
âYeah but⌠what are we gonna do now? We agreed to be safe from the beginning, soââ
âWell, Iâm on birth control for my periods either way, so itâs okay.â You cut him off, desperate for him at this point.Â
Mingyu looks up at you, hesitant. âAngel, are you really sure about that?â
A sigh escapes you. You know why he is feeling uncertain, you know that you are the reason. âGyu, I donât know anything, but I might just go crazy if you donât fuck me right now.â
He inhales a shaky breath, your words toying with the few last strings of self-control left in him. âOkay, what about this â Iâll only put the tip inside, make you feel super good so you come quickly for me, and then Iâll pull out before I make a mess.âÂ
Your body shakes from anticipation. âJust the tip?âÂ
âJust the tip, baby.âÂ
Even though itâs not exactly what you had in your mind, you agree quickly. Anything to have him inside you. Also, youâre not too sure how that will possibly work out. Youâre almost certain that youâll end up getting more than just the tip.
Mingyu grabs your waist to position you right on top of him, the urgency in his actions painfully obvious. You gladly comply, too needy to say anything. As you feel his bulbous tip lining up against your entrance, you lean in to touch your foreheads together. âGyu, I canât wait anymore, need you right now.âÂ
With a groan, he slowly guides you down his length, only letting his tip and the following inch inside. You whimper, struggling a little as you get used to the stretch. Itâs kind of astonishing how even just that fills you up satisfactorily. But still, you crave all of him, your body knowing the euphoria of having him up in the furthest nooks of your pussy very well. âYouâre so big,â you murmur, inner walls clenching around him greedily, eager for more. Mingyu huffs out deep breaths, his ears turning red. How cute.
He collects himself in a moment, firm hands around your hips to make sure you donât slide down further than he intends to give you today. âYou feel sâgood, so wet and hot, I feel like Iâll melt.â Mingyu sighs, helping you ride him, his thumb rolling your clit in lazy circles.Â
You muffle your cries as he moves your hips in a slow and steady pace, inevitably sliding down his cock, little by little. However, he doesnât really notice it, lost in the feeling of your pussy squeezing him so deliciously. âGyu, harder,â you plead, a bit tired of this torturously slow pace.Â
Mingyu complies almost immediately, pulling you even closer, his own hips bucking up to meet you halfway, while he continues to guide your movements. You moan out happily, arms winding around his neck. His thrusts are shallow, but the frenzied movements trigger more pleasure in you.
Eventually, he loses control over your movements, momentarily giving up against the fiery impulses running through his nerves. With all the lubrication between you two, you slide down as much as possible with nothing to restrict you. A string of incoherent words leave you, your body extremely giddy to get what youâve wanted for so long.Â
âFuck, no, this isnât working,â Mingyu finally regains his senses, groaning as the untouched parts of his cock are engulfed by your warmth. He swiftly pins you down on an empty side of the picnic blanket. âBad, bad girl.âÂ
You squirm under him, whining while he pulls out of you, until only the tip is inside. âNow tell me, what should I do, now that youâve broken our little deal.â
âFuck me.â you whimper, your eyes teary by now. Mingyu tuts, shaking his head. You try your best to channel your pitiful, puppy dog eyes, ready to beg if thatâs necessary.
âSuch crude words from my sweet, little angel.â He sighs, âYouâre really into testing my patience, arenât you? Does it make you happy? Watching me lose my senses over your words?âÂ
âDonât hold yourself back, please. I want to make you feel good too. Please, Gyu. Fuck me, make me yours, I donât even care if people see or hear us anymore. Please.â Your voice is broken, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes. Mingyu swallows nervously.
âFucking hell.â The growled expletive marks the end of whatever self-control shit he was on. With one hard thrust, he smoothly fills up your touch-starved pussy entirely, coaxing out a loud moan of relief from you. His right hand immediately covers your mouth. âYou might not care about some rando catching us like this anymore but Iâll be damned if someone sees you like this.âÂ
Mingyu lets go of your wrists, putting his left hand on the small of your back to support your body. âDonât you dare complain about how you canât walk later. You brought this upon yourself, remember.â He nibbles on your earlobe teasingly before starting to move against you. His thrusts are on the rougher side, your stomach tightening as the pleasure starts to build-up.Â
With your free hands, you reposition his palm covering your mouth, suckling on his fingers instead. In response, you feel his cock twitch so vividly in your pussy, a groan reverberating in his throat. âYouâre a fucking menace, you know that?âÂ
Mingyu pounds into you in a frenzy, quite obsessed with the raw feeling of your spongy flesh gushing around his cock. You moan and cry around his fingers, clenching happily as you feel your release right around the corner. He also picks up his pace, grinding down onto your clit in the process. Your brain has lost all the critical thinking power, salty streaks running down your cheeks as youâre overwhelmed by the sensations.
You remove his fingers from your mouth, desperate to be heard. ââm gonna comeââÂ
âFuck, come for me, love, Iâm gonna pull out,â Mingyu grunts, his pace faltering as his movements lose rhythm, inching closer to his own release.
âNo, noâ come in me, baby. Please. Donât ruin my dress.â He has no idea what you are on about, but heâd be lying if he said that it doesnât sound tempting.
âPrincess, do you even know what youâre saying?â He still asks, praying that you come back to your senses, for both of your good.
âI want you to come in me.â You manage to blurt out before your body convulses as the orgasm hits, gummy walls squeezing his cock to a halt. Mingyu curses under his breath, putting his fingers back in your mouth before you can scream your lungs out. Soon enough, he also reaches his peak, the thick, milky white liquid filling up your pussy to the brim.Â
â_____, fuckâŚâ he whimpers, reveling in the newfound intimacy between you. You urge him to lay on top of you, arms wrapping around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.
âGyu,â you whisper, âyou mean so much to me.â Mingyu nuzzles your face adoringly, pressing butterfly kisses over your bare skin, wherever he can reach.
âAnd to me, youâre like the sun.â His silly words make you laugh.
âWhyâs that?âÂ
âBecause Iâm like the earth orbiting around you, thriving because of your warmth and light?â
You flush at his words, beyond touched that heâd think of you in such a beautiful way. âYou make me sound so insincere, Gyu.â Mingyu laughs at your pout, starting to get back up.Â
âYeah well, I still have to figure out what your flowers mean, remember?â He reaches for the packet of napkins lying nearby, sighing at the sight in front of his eyes.
âYeahâŚâ you trail off, âDo that once youâre home, okay?â He nods, seemingly distracted.
âIâm sorry love, I made such a mess.âÂ
âWe.âÂ
âHm?âÂ
âWe made a mess. So donât be sorry. Iâll help you clean up.â You offer him a smile, which he matches happily.Â
Mingyu scrutinizes you one last time, making sure that you look presentable from head to toe. âYeah, everything looks okay⌠except that your dress is all wrinkledâŚâ
âI told you itâs fine, Iâll fix it up after a wash, donât worry!â You reassure him, redoing your braid. âAnd please wash this outfit as soon as you get home, okay? I know it all dried up now, but stillâŚâÂ
âI could say the same about your panties.â He chuckles, raising his eyebrows at you.Â
âYeah, but I doubt itâll be wearable after today.â You sigh, checking yourself on your selfie camera. âCâmon, letâs go now. Itâs afternoon already!âÂ
Mingyu hands you your basket, holding your free hand as you slowly take a few steps. âAre you sure you can walk?âÂ
âYes, positive! I have to get home somehow.â You smile through a wince, making him shake his head.Â
âLetâs go to my place. You can go back tomorrow morning after youâve recovered from the pain. Iâll cook us dinner, help you take a bath, give you meds and cuddle you to sleep.â Mingyu offers, pushing off the bushes so that you guys can finally leave your little sanctuary.Â
You both step out on the nearby trail, intertwining your fingers together back again. âWhy do you always make it so hard to decline, Gyu?â He gives your hand a firm squeeze, winking at you playfully.Â
âItâs a part of the package, baby.â His cocky chuckle infuriates you, but lord, is he right about that.Â
This man might just be the end of you. But would you really mind it?
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short asl thing based on @where-does-the-heart-lie's modern au :) i started this over a year ago but the beginning is all dialogue and felt more like a script to me i suppose??? which deflated my desire to work on it. anyway i checked it over recently and it's completely fine lmfao, self-confidence restored here we go !
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"Yo. Aren't you usually in the middle of your shift by now?"
"I've been banned from the hospital."
"Like, for life?"
"No. For the next, uh.. Twenty-two hours."
"That's oddly specific."
"It was twenty-four, but I fell asleep after leaving the building."
"That wouldn't have to do with why they kicked you out, at all?"
"Hmmm. I'm too sleep-deprived, apparently."
"Ah. And, um, you called me because...?"
"I pressed a random number in my call log after waking up. Lucky you, I guess."
"Yeah. Right. Lucky me. And your car keys are...?"
"Confiscated."
"Ah, right, of course."
A beat of silence. Two. Three, then "Look, if you're busy, thenâ"
"No, no. You called me, so I'll be there. Give me twenty minutes."
"Alright. Thankâ"
"Thank someone else. Also, if you fall asleep in my car, I'm taking it as express permission to drive you around wherever I want."
"Ugh, go die. I don't even know why I bothered."
"LUCKY YOU, I guess," sounds off way too loudly in his ear. "No take backs. See you in ten."
"I thought you saidâ" Sabo breaks off as the call ends, leaving him staring blankly at his phone's too-dim screen. He squints, turns the brightness all the way up, and still squints as the sunlight proves too strong for the display.
Ace shows up in more than ten but decidedly less than twenty minutes. Sabo doesn't waste much brain power on it, only climbing into the passenger seat and yawning into his palm while his other hand fixes the seatbelt into the buckle. Not a second too soon, too, as Ace roars the engine to life and peels away from the curb at record speed.
Ace fiddles with the radio. He turns the music up, then dial it back down to inaudible. They hit the expressway and he leans over the steering wheel, frowning with his eyes fixed on the road far ahead. Sabo yawns again and this appears to be the limit to his patience.Â
"Hey, so, I had a thought after you hung up on me."
Sabo grimaces. "You mean youâ"
"Today's Wednesday."
He doesn't elaborate. Sabo is too tired to process. "Yes," he follows, after a second. He glances at the sky out the front window. "What time is it?"
"Oh, uh." Ace fumbles with hand placement so he can lift his watch to his face. "Nine forty."
Sabo takes a couple beats to try and process this, moves his eyes away from the skyline, and sighs as he pulls his phone out. 2:47 is what the display reads, which sounds much more believable.
"How did the minute hand get off?" he mutters to himself, chancing a look at Ace's busted wristwatch. Ace raises a brow, taking his gaze off the road to scrutinize Sabo. "No, it doesn't matter," he mutters to himself once more, sliding his phone away back on his person and out of his hands.
"My point is," Ace continues, like he hasn't just been interrupted by a whole thing. "Your timeout will be done midday Thursday. Did they switch your days off?"
"No." Sabo sighs. "They technically gave me the next thirty-six hours. Technically closer to forty. Something like that. I go back in on Friday. Sometime.â He tries to smile and it turns out very lopsided, from that he can make out in the rearview mirror. âCan you tell Iâm tired?â
âI donât think âtiredâ is an accurate description,â Ace quips. âWhen did you eat a proper meal last?â
âUh, yesterday. Maybe.â
âMaybe??â
âA âproper mealâ means different things to the two of us,â Sabo huffs. âOn my account it was yesterday. Iâve had food since then, of course.â
âAlright, so hereâs the plan,â Ace announces before absolutely whipping it around a curve. Sabo is his passenger in the passenger seat and had fully prepared to be so when he got in the vehicle, but heâd been vastly underprepared for this sudden course of action, which is how he ends up halfway out of his seat with his cheek slammed into the cold window. Ace doesnât quite notice his brotherâs terminal velocity until the car is once again on the straight and narrow, and only then itâs because of the audible thunk Saboâs face makes when it collides with the glass.
âAw shit. You good bro?â
âOw,â Sabo mutters. âIf I have broken bones Iâm suing your ass.â
âWell, if youâre good enough to make jokes, I think youâre better than youâre letting on.â Ace keeps the wheel steady with one knee while he takes both hands away to crack his fingers. When he glances over at Sabo again, he looks even more pathetic â like heâs becoming one with the glass. âAnyway, as I was saying.
âIâm taking your ass home. Youâre going straight to sleep and while you crash, Iâll make you something decent to eat and stick it in the fridge for you to heat up later. Iâll even make you two servings to eat two different times, since you clearly canât be trusted to take care of yourself correctly.â
âOuch.â
âI want you to conk out for as long as your body allows. We can reset your sleep schedule tomorrow, alright? Put your phone on silent; do not answer any calls. In fact, you know what, just give it to me.
Sabo glances over to see Aceâs hand held out to him, palm up. Fingers wiggling expectantly. His lips pull up into a grimace. âIâm not doing that.â
âFine.â Ace takes his hand back. âBut you will comply with everything else.â
âWow! Itâs so funny, I didnât realize you turned into my mother overnight! Really tapped into your mom potential, huh? Anything exciting happen in your life that would cause that? I guess I wouldnât know, since Iâve been a zombie for the past two days.â
âThereâs nothing wrong with acting like your older brother, you dipshit, especially if you keep putting yourself through the wringer like this. You go home. You sleep. You wake up and eat. You go back to sleep. Then we do laundry. Does that sound agreeable?â
âThatâs negotiable, at the least,â Sabo mumbles. âI will accept good food as a form of bribery.â
âOh, nice, because Iâm flat broke at the moment.â
Sabo makes a mental note of that, and then theyâre pulling into the driveway. Ace lets him exit the vehicle by himself and then promptly manhandles him all the way onto the couch where it will be easier to force his body to relax than in a real bed. Ace knows this, so he calls him weird before chucking a loose blanket at his head. Sabo is almost too tired to function at this point, so he lets Ace have the last laugh in favor of finally closing his eyes.
Coming to is a surreal experience, especially since the sun is still out. He must make a noise because Ace is suddenly within view. His limbs are tangled in the blanket and still so heavy that he doesnât bother moving. âThought you would be gone,â he half-groans, eyes slipping shut again for a moment.
âI did leave,â Ace confirms. âI had to go pilfer some stuff to make stew with. Itâs almost done, so Iâll hang here until then.â
Pilfer. That could mean any number of things. Sabo chooses to believe in the option where Ace is an upstanding citizen, and then remembers Ace saying earlier that he had no money. He frowns and squirms on the cushions enough to where it looks like heâs checking his pockets. âWhereâs my wallet, Ace?â he bluffs.
âSomewhere around here,â Ace pipes up. âYour stomach will thank you for your contributions to the Portgas Householdâs pantry!â
âUgh, I got robbed,â he complains. âThis sucks. âm going back to sleep.â He rolls over so his back is to Ace.
âYeah, you do you, bro. Stew will still be here later. Iâll see you when youâre back in the world of the living.â
â
Luffy comes in late that night and slams the front door shut as loud as humanly possible. When he appears in the main room, he doesnât seem to be upset, so Ace writes it off as a Luffyism. Sabo hasnât stirred at the noise, so itâs all good.
Realizing this, Luffy pads closer to Aceâs side and looks at Saboâs unmoving body warily. âWhy is Sabo passed out like a corpse? Is he sick?â
âNo, heâs not sick, he just canât take care of himself. Which is why we are going to let him sleep for as long as possible.â
Luffy just nods to this, but itâs the uncomprehending Luffy-nod that means heâs just going to end up doing whatever he wants to regardless. Ace sighs, then jerks his head towards the kitchen. âHe ate a little earlier, but I want him to eat again when he wakes up. Thereâs stew in the fridge if you want it â just leave him a little. Got it, Monkey D. Luffy?â
Luffy throws him a salute and then runs off in his socks. âYippee! Ace made stew!â
âThink of your brother, Luffy, and make good choices!â Ace calls after him. âHeâs a pathetic man who needs food to feel better or heâll end up sleeping through Laundry Day!â
â
Sabo does not sleep through laundry day, but he does sleep for sixteen whole hours, so itâs just around noon when he forces himself up off the couch and into a warm shower.
Ace is around, which is mildly unexpected. But heâs still half-asleep, so everything is at least a little unexpected. He glances up from playing video games with Luffy to see Sabo leaving the steam-filled bathroom with his hair hanging around his shoulders. âYou look like a wet cat,â he calls.
âSaboâs awake!â Luffy cheers. âAce thought you died at one point.â
Ace elbows Luffy in the gut, making him hunch over. âI did not!â
âHe totally checked to see if your heart was still beating!â
âIâm undead, actually,â Sabo says completely seriously.
âDoes that mean you donât need to eat anymore?â Luffy questions. âBecause I ate all the stew last night.â
âI saw that coming and made extra.â Ace finger-guns in Saboâs general direction. âThatâs why I bought two sets of ingredients. With your money!â
âWith my money,â Sabo echoes, because itâs such a wild statement to have to deal with this early in the day. Well, early for him. âFuck you.â
âI mean, I can tell Luffy where I hidââ
âThank you, Ace, for agreeing to share your quarters with both of your brothers so we can all do laundry today on your dime!â Sabo raises his pitch so his voice is mockingly squeaky when he says this. He starts moving down the hall before Ace can start to argue, letting his and Luffyâs voices bleed into the background.
When he comes back out, now dressed, it smells significantly better than before. âI reheated the stew,â Ace announces, gesturing for Sabo to take a seat at the kitchen counter. âLetâs all have lunch before we head out.â
âYou have to drink this too,â Luffy tells Sabo, sliding a Gatorade across the counter so it sets in front of him when he finally does take a seat. âAceâs orders.â
âGotta get those nutrients back somehow.â
âArenât we so considerate, Sabo?â
âDo you even know what âconsiderateâ means?â Sabo asks, lips quirking up into a half-smile. At Luffyâs shrug, it turns into a real smile. âWell, thanks anyway. Both of you.â
âNo sweat. And look!â Ace brandishes a five dollar bill for both to see. âI found this baby for us to use on coins! Itâs all on me todayââ
âWhereâs my wallet, Ace?!â
#writing#op#whery if i realized anything while doing this its that we need 2 get you a custom theme....#1) anyone whos not logged in will be able to see all your posts w/ no limits#2) (and the more important COUGHCOUGH) it'll be so much easier to find shit on your blog#if you want a cool blog layout lmk and i'll hook you up but for now#there are many benefits to a custom tumblr url........ being able to search /tagged for better blog organization is one of them#if there's a switch to writing style i wrote the first half of this in april 2023 so thats why!!#also lmao i jus spent the weekend w/ my brother so if its too mean-spirited thats unintentional n i'm prolly channeling is all#sighhhhhhh i love when they look after each other its so very very good#wittb has been great but i do wanna see them get up to other shenanigans later#after the comic (plot) at large i mean#little one-off side things still in the modern au#enjoy the rest of artfight month for now tho!!!#(< says someone who has been putting off af attacks to write things again)
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When Steveâs parents announced their divorce, Steve told Eddie he loved him. They werenât dating at the time, though Steve thought that the feeling was mutual to at least some extent since Eddie always flirted back with him, but he hadnât been certain.
He had known his parents stopped loving each other years ago. Hell, he didnât know if they had ever truly loved each other, but in any case, Steve knew.
His parents decided to sell the house, to move away from Hawkins with its cursed misfortune and small town gossip, and there was no talk of either of them taking Steve with them. Which, sure, he was grown, he hadnât been part of the conversation at all.
Steve was left at a crossroads on what to do. So, distraught at his change in circumstances, heâd gone straight to Eddieâs and confessed his feelings because he had to know if it was at all possible for anyone to want him the way he wanted them.
Luckily enough for Steve, Eddie did!
The Munsons still had a decent amount left over from the government hush money after everything, so Eddie took his share (Wayne tried to get him to take more since all Wayne had lost was physical possessions and the trailer while Eddie almost lost his life, but Eddie would only agree to a 50/50 split) and together he and Steve threw caution to the wind and found a small place to rent together in one of the new complexes being built as part of the townâs rejuvenation project.
Things were going great. They still visited Wayne, who could now stop working such long hours at the plant and who had moved to a small fixer upper on the outskirts of town. He even moved up the ladder at the plant after some of the higher ups were lost in the âearthquakesâ (R.I.P.), which offered better pay and benefits.
Wayne even started dating again, which Eddie informed Steve of in such a scandalized tone, but Steve could tell that Eddie was happy for his uncle, ribbing the older man when they had stopped by one morning and the man hadnât even been home, stumbling back an hour later with lipstick stains on his shirtâs collar.
(Wayne had told him that he was going to call the cops on them for breaking and entering while he was gone, but there was no heat in it as they set chocolate chip pancakes, eggs, and a steaming cup of coffee before him, having made use of the kitchen while he was out.)
Wayne never introduced any of the women he dated to Eddie and Steve, saying that it wasnât proper to introduce anyone to the kids yet until he was certain that things were serious, never mind that the âkidsâ were well into their 20s now.
(Steve also felt a warmth at being included as a âkidâ of Wayneâs, however, filling a hole in his heart that his parents had left behind, though his mother had recently reached out to him to rekindle their relationship. His father remained radio silent.)
Eventually, however, there was someone Wayne kept seeing repeatedly, someone heâd met while outside of town when he was at some convention for work and her car had broken down outside of his motel room. She hadnât left the motel room until the next morning, and Wayne was certain it was just a single night of passion, butâŚ
They had really hit it off, it seemed, and though Wayne hadnât thought such an amazing and sensualâ(âUncle Wayne! For the love of everything holy, unholy, and whateverâs in-between, please donât say sensual!)âwoman would be interested in him, they exchanged numbers. And then, the day after heâd told her he should be home again from the trip, she called him.
Things only progressed from there, and soon enough there were talks of something committed, of something truly serious, and after a while, Wayne broke the news.
âBoys, my partner is going to be moving back to Hawkins and, while we know itâs a giant leap, we decided to move in together.â
As it turns out, apparently the woman is actually from Hawkins too but had left after the earthquakes tore the town apart, so she is someone that they actually knew. Wayne still wonât tell them who it is, however. He seems a little embarrassed by that, actually, but he also tells them that he is the happiest heâs ever been and he was willing to fight to be with her, so what else can they do but accept that?
They are thus excited for him, excited to finally meet her (again?), and the plan is set that they would have a family dinner together once she was in town. Steve and Eddie are, of course, moderately worried given the whole being queer thing, but Wayne assures them that they will be safe. That Wayne had made damned certain that both his boys would be safe.
(Steve again feels that warmth of belonging to someone, of being loved and cared for and supported in a way heâd never known before.)
And then the day arrives. Steve and Eddie show up early, looking pretty damn spiffy they believe, and help Wayne get the dinner ready, though itâs more like a late lunch really. Eventually, they hear the sounds of tires outside of Wayneâs house.
Wayne, smiling and looking absolutely besotted, moves toward the front door to let his girlfriend in without missing a second. Steve and Eddie hear the door open and close from the kitchen, hear quietly murmured words and what disgustingly sounds like kissing, and then thereâs footsteps andâ
Steve turns around to greet this mysterious woman, a smile on his face, before dropping the bowl of salad in his hands as shock and something very much like horror make itself known to him.
âMOM???!â
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Fourever You (2024) | 1.01
#fourever you#fourever you the series#fourever you project#pond ponlawit#thai bl#bl series#thai series#mambo.gifs#flashing tw#i remember watching pond on 180 degrees longitude passes through us and had the fattest crush on him#that's still true now because i haven't found peace since watching the first episode#if anyone liked we are and monster next door#you'd like this series for sure#sometimes you just need a simple plot with some quirky characters and calling it a day#i like a variety for sure: some months are dedicated to series like 4m#others for fourever you and mnd
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I heart Until Dawn and it's collection of comically stupid characters. and I do mean all of them. and I do mean it affectionately. I just. god. the reason that anything can happen to these people At All is because, somehow, Every Single One Of Them decided that it was a good idea to accept an invite to the World's Most Suspicious Event at the World's Most Suspicious Place. "hmm!! I'm sure nothing strange or horrific is going to happen to us up on our rich friend's isolated mountain lodge; why would it?? I mean, sure, we Are going to be up there on the exact same date that we inadvertently triggered the events of his sisters' disappearance, but surely he's not upset with us about that or anything. let's go!!" seven separate people. nobody thought anything of it. it's incredible. impressive, even. I mean, I don't know. me personallyyyyy?? I probably would've received that invitation and thought, "oh, he's For Sure gonna do something to us up there, and he For Sure has the means to get away with it; I'm Not Gonna Go." but. hey. that's just me.
#like ofc there's the possibility that Josh is the best liar in the world#that he was able to keep his anger completely and totally choked down for a year#I imagine they didn't Talk Much during that year; I imagine that distance is conducive to conducting a good revenge plot#but jesus. the exactly anniversary?? and the exact location?? I need you guys to get it together for a sec.#how was NOBODIES first thought 'oh so he's gonna do first degree murder. that's what this is. obviously.'#like thank GOD he just decided to do a prank lmfao!!#until dawn#josh washington#emily davis#jessica riley#sam giddings#chris hartley#matt taylor#ashley brown#mike munroe#horror#video game#cloey talks games#mine
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Kingdom Hearts 3 - Toy Box
#kingdom hearts 3#kh3#toy box#scenery#my gif#running around andy's room and seeing sora donald and goofy's toy themed appearance for the first time is such a vivid memory for me#they went so hard making that toy store it's soooo detailed. just imagine all of the assets needed to fill the place#box art for toys; video game cover cases; various figures/toys to put out on display for a variety of different toy departments#they could have remade al's toy barn but no they created this huge three story tall mega super store#it's every kids dream and looks too grand and amazing to be an actual existing building in the toy story canon lol#but even the plot elements of this world are so intriguing#there's the introduction of yozora; the gigas mechs; having sora thrown into a tv screen right into the verum rex game; split worlds#so much happens here and i just know it'll be fully recontextualized in future game installments#i'm really looking forward to that#but all of that aside it's really neat to be toy sized#it's all just such a fun experience. good world
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The himbo, malewife, goofball -fication of percy jackson is such a crime by both the fans and riordan. It has made Mr not like percabeth as a couple because in all posts and in later books annabeth is such a girlboss, while Percy's dumb and can't fight his way out of a paperbag without her. All the posts are about how annabeth will be an architect and percy would love to be a trophy husband.
Even the humor in the books went from Percy's sharp wit and snark to 'my pancakes can't drown because I'm a son of poseidon.'
And now this recommendation letter bullshit.
Honestly now I'd wish percy just separated from annabeth (but they remain best friends.) He stays home with his family, becomes a camp counselor, helps young demigods, holds God's accountable and eventually becomes a social activist. (I also dislike him doing something marine biology related. It's clear he hates academics but he always wants to help people. Him helping demigods and mortals is such a wholesome profession for him.)
I fully agree with the first half of this, though I slightly disagree with part of the latter.
The later-series and fanon mischaracterization of Percy is at least a solid 50% ableism minimum, full stop. He's being warped into a very stereotyped ADHD character and the exact reason why he's being characterized as "dumb" is because of ableism. Percy is a very intelligent character! That's exactly why he's so in sync with Annabeth and they're such a strong duo! It's just generally Annabeth is more book/academically smart.
I disagree with where you say he hates academics - because that's one of the common misconceptions about his character. Percy doesn't hate learning or academic subjects! He's not even bad at them! We know explicitly that when he is in an accommodating environment he is interested in learning and gets significantly better grades! Percy only dislikes school because it is generally an environment that systematically he struggles with. It's literally just he has a learning disability (two, actually)! That's it! When his learning disability is accommodated for he does well! It's almost like that's what accommodations are all about! We know this from the first series! It's discussed pretty in-depth! Percy isn't a dumb character and he doesn't hate learning, he's just been let down by school systems so much that he's inherently distrustful of them. If they actually accommodate him though then he does just fine!
And that's exactly what CHB was all about and why New Rome University was supposed to be such a big thing for him! CHB is a learning environment geared for demigods. NRU is a demigod college. Both inherently imply an environment meant to cater to and accommodate students with ADHD and dyslexia! They are both systematically structured to be able to accommodate him! Heck, CHB and CJ even both address in the wider themes of the series a metaphor about how ADHD and dyslexia are commonly seen as childhood disabilities, and how it can be more difficult to find accommodations into adulthood because of that attitude but those disabilities don't just go away - that's why CHB is a summer camp but they talk about how demigods outside of CHB don't often fare well. The metaphor there is those who are not getting help or accommodations are struggling. Because that's how that works! This is a fully intentional metaphor from the first series! CHB is never framed as being perfect for demigods, because one of the entire central conflicts of the series is Percy and Luke going back and forth about this flawed system meant to help and support them but still letting people fall through the cracks. The "claim your kids by 13" thing is a metaphor about how acknowledging a child's disabilities (and possibly getting a diagnosis) earlier/as early as possible means they will have more time to learn and build up resources and support for themselves to be able to use later in life. One of CHB's major flaws is that it can accommodate demigods to a certain point, but it can only do so much before those demigods have to leave (the metaphor being accommodating school systems when those disabled students do not have any other forms of accommodations in their lives.)
And that's why Camp Jupiter was framed as being so revolutionary for Percy because it had an environment acknowledging that this is not just a childhood disability, adults with ADHD/dyslexia exist too and still need and deserve accommodations, AND is a place where those accommodations are available. That's why Camp Jupiter and NRU are treated as such special and important things to Percy, because it's essentially Percy being shown this type of thing can and does exist and it is available to him. It is an option he never thought was possible. Percy never thought he'd be able to go to college because he would not be able to go through school without accommodations, but NRU proves otherwise.
The part that's absolutely stupid is Rick then proceeded to retcon NRU so that apparently it's not a full college and Percy still has to take classes at normal mortal college which DEFEATS THE ENTIRE PURPOSE OF NRU EXISTING. Rick has fully retconned that demigods struggle past the ages of 16-18 when they're on their own (see above elaborated metaphors) and in doing so we have fully killed all symbolism in literally all of that. It's so stupid. And by having the plot of the CoTG trilogy entirely be that Percy is not actually allowed access to NRU in the first place because he is a son of Poseidon and has to do extra to even be accepted is stupid!
All that to say, I agree the marine biology feels like a huge cop-out and a disservice to his character by reducing him to just a son of Poseidon. The literal only reason why it's the default option people take for him is because oh, fish thing, fish guy. But I feel like everyone ignores the really obvious answer for what Percy would want to do which is - writing. Both his parents are writers/authors and he clearly admires that about them. Percy likes telling stories! He canonically is already a published author in-universe! That's what the books ARE in-universe! The first series fully exists in their universe and Percy is the author! This is explicit canonical information! Percy canonically has help physically writing it down (accommodations) but he is still the credited author! Percy is a writer! Already! Canonically! Why are we making him a marine biologist he already has a profession that ties into his character significantly more. Like you said, Percy likes helping people. That's what the books in-universe are supposed to be for! It's point blank at the beginning of the series! Book one! The thing everybody quotes all the time! The books exist because it is Percy trying to give advice to other demigods who don't know what's going on yet! It's Percy's writing down his experiences to help new demigods understand and contextualize their experiences so they can understand themselves better and figure out what's going on - WHICH IN ITSELF IS ALSO A METAPHOR ABOUT ADHD/DYSLEXIA! Because the core of the series has and always will be built around ADHD/dyslexia! Percy as a protagonist EXPLICITLY was created so that ADHD/dyslexic kids could see themselves as a hero!
Sorry that all was a very tangential rant but my point being: Absolutely. Percy in newer stuff in the franchise and in fanon is horrifically mischaracterized in ways that are functionally either fully ableist (shoutout TSATS for just outright claiming Percy is intentionally lazy and skips school out of disinterest, which is like the number one ableist attitude towards kids with learning disabilities) or a complete erasure of Percy's disabilities. Also I think he should be a writing major not a marine biologist.
#pjo#percy jackson#riordanverse#rr crit#cotg#meta#analysis#chalice of the gods#adhd#dyslexia#disability#Anonymous#ask#long post //#i do agree with the ''Percy continues to hold the gods accountable'' thing because that too is a metaphor for adhd/dyslexia#more re: accommodating systems and making sure demigods (disabled kids) are getting the support they need#functionally it's equivalent to Percy doing that thing where you have to nag whoever's in charge of ADA stuff to actually do their job#it's the rant i always go on: you cannot remove the disability themes from PJO or else it is no longer PJO and you ruin everything#you cannot divorce Percy's character from being disabled/having ADHD and dyslexia/PTSD/etc#it is the core of his character and the entire plotline and arc he navigates in the first series#disability is the foundational core of the franchise and if you fuck that up you have literally lost the plot and need to revise#i actually really genuinely love the layers of disability themes and metaphors in the first series and thats why its my favorite#because every other subsequent main series loses that#the other series arent as much about disability - they have different focal themes - so they get a pass there#though they do way better to holding on to their focal themes more than like HoO or TOA does by LEAGUES#anyways i didnt proofread this cause its early so forgive any errors or nonsense i was just ramblin'
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I made a few new wax seal stamps out of clay (like the ones I did for my worldbuilding stuff forever ago), this time just of random symbols that I thought might look good done in the style of painting over the raised part of the wax or etc. :0c Some of them aren't carved deep enough to really show up that well, but overall they worked okay for being clay lol
#wax seal#crafts#wax stamp#stationery#Window one is kind of stinky.. I was imagining like a swirly night sky sort of looking thing so it would be a surreal contrast of a night#sky with a window in the middle that shows a daytime sky - but the silver and purple wax kind of mixed too much together#with the black and it just looks very plain black and not all that starry or anything hjbhj.. Of course the eye is probably my favorite#since all I ever do is draw eyes and still like eye imagery for some reason. The four leaf clover is very lumpy and skrunkty but also it wa#the smallest in size out of all of them so was easier to do multiple stamps of just to try it out.#The heart with eyes wax is actually more swirly in person. I wanted it to be a mix of light pink and red and white. and the wax#did kind of all blend together but in person you can definitely see MORE of the intentional swirlyness. in this it just looks plain pink.#I was going to do one eye in the heart but it looked weird. but now two seems too plain. i could have done 3?? in a pattern.. hmm#alas. I wish I could make actual metal ones. With the clay i have to paint them in a thin layer of olive oil before stamping because#otherwise the wax just kind of gets stuck in the grooves of the clay and then you can't pull it up. Very wacky ''unprofessional'' looking#set up where I'm hot gluing circles of sculpey clay to short stumps of a wooden dowel that I sawed apart with a serrated bread knife#and then using an old paintbrush to put olive oil on them whilst holding a spoon over a yankee candle flame hjbjh#ANYWAY.. I think if I were middle class/rich/etc. this would be one of the main things in my crafting room is like.. SO many colors#of wax. and all different custom made stamps designed by me. which could be much more elaborate in actual metal.. muahaha.... >:)c#RHGghhh... I actually don't want to talk much about it since (this is probably just my Obsessed With My Own World Artist Delusions) I#think I have a really cool idea for a game that could genuinely be successful if i ever get to make it and I don't want to give#everything away and spoil the whole plot/concept in hopes that one day I can actually do it - BUT - a game that I'd like to make after the#visual novel I'm making now has partially to do with the main character working as a sort of writer/scribe/artist assistant in an elven#city (set in my world/with my worldbuilding species and versions of elves and etc) and I was thinking of maybe incorporating#somehow being able to collect little writing type items like these like.. you can get different wax seal patterns or pens or etc. when I do#stuff like this in Real Life it always makes me think of that like.. ouh... this is good research.. what it shall be like to be a littol#elf collecting wax seals and such.. indeed... GRR i need to be finished with my current game NOWWW... i MUST work on other#thingss... aughh... ANYWAY.. yay. accomplishment to do One Single Thing other than Sit In The Summer Heat And Rot#though also hilarious as this was the first cool-ish day that was below 80F in a while hgvh#waking up like 'wow.. i actually feel okay today?? like I could do things?? how mysterious.. I wonder why..?? :0'' Its The Weather You Fool#Tis Always The Weather
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guys, it's been years,,, I think I've finally gotten the courage to ask... what the fuck even is the plot of the Vampire Chronicles?
#I've been in the fandom for 5 years#running this blog for a few months#i've read the first three books before promptly giving up (as well as reading other Anne Rice books like Cry to Heaven)#I need to admit that VC to me is purely vibes if someone asked me to explain the plot of anything that happens after IWTV#i simply Would Not Know What To Say lmfao#VC is just vibes to me pure raw unfiltered vibes#if anyone has an actual explanation and wants to ramble to me pls feel free#interview with the vampire#iwtv#the vampire chronicles#vc#anne rice#armand le russe#daniel molloy#lestat de lioncourt#louis de pointe du lac
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