#but you know what i can't stop the masterpiece from masterpiece-ing

[oddinary4bts]

The Forgotten Spaces | teaser (jjk)

☆summary: you've been dancing on the same dance crew since your teenage years, and you finally have an important role in it. It feels like life is taunting you when your rival comes back after disappearing for a year, ready to tease you every chance he gets. Will the teasing turn into more, or are you going to take him down with you?

☆pairing: photographer and dancer!Jungkook x dancer!reader

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, there will be mature content in later chapters)

☆genre: slow (SLOW) burn enemies to lovers, college!au, slice of life!au, angst (oop), smut and fluff

☆warnings: I will be posting individual warnings for each chapter so look out for that! In this teaser: swearing, alcohol, frat party

☆word count: a big fat 145.6K (slow slow burn I said)

☆series masterpost

☆a/n: THE BIG BOY IS READY!!! After two months and a half of work, I can proudly say that I have finished writing the longest fic/book/story I've ever written in my life. The fic will upate every Friday starting from this Friday, April 7 2023, unless I specify that it doesn't (I do have other upcoming projects lol). Once again, I have @moonleeai to thank for beta-ing like the queen she is! You are the best <3

☆Read What Was Hidden by @daechwitatamic, the fic that inspired this big boy! It follows the story of Taehyung and Jo (who's the reader in that fic). Jo, words can't describe how thankful I feel for you writing What Was Hidden. It was a masterpiece from start to finish, and look where it brought us? The Forgotten Spaces wouldn't exist without you, and I thank you with every beat of my heart for giving me this opportunity. Thank you for reading every chapter, for screaming and crying and laughing with me during this whole process. You are amazing and I love you <3

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For this meeting of our end of the world

It's with you that I want to sing

On the threshold of the memories the dead of today

Them that breathe for us

The forgotten spaces

Je t'écris - Gaston Miron (rough translation by me)

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You turn around to make your way through the crowd. Jungkook’s lips stretch into a smirk as you move closer, and he cocks an eyebrow once you stop in front of him.

“Missing me?”

You roll your eyes. “Why are you fucking staring at me, Jeon?”

For a second, darkness overcomes Jungkook’s gaze, but he blinks and it’s gone. “I’m just chilling here, I wasn’t looking at you.”

You say nothing, raising your eyebrows as you fold your arms on your chest. He scoffs, glancing away from you.

There’s a moment where you both don’t speak, and you realize you have nothing else to tell him. You’ve never been friends, and you’ve never wanted to be friends with him. You’re about to turn on your heels to head back to the dancefloor when a question pops into your mind.

“Did you leave because of me?” you ask.

His eyes widen and his mouth falls open. You rarely see him expressing something other than contempt when it comes to you, and it makes you want to disappear.

“Is that what you all think?”

You scoff. “What else do you think they believe?”

He doesn’t know what to say. He just shrugs his shoulders, looking anywhere but at your face. You even notice his eyes dipping to your cleavage, but he’s quick to recover and look at a spot on your shoulder instead.

“Seriously, Jeon, why did you fucking leave?”

“I told you earlier, it’s none of your business.” He runs a hand through his hair, which makes it fall in front of his eyes a little. You only then notice his hair is longer, fluffier than what it was last year. “And no, it’s not because of you. Though I’m pretty sure you like me being gone, huh? Hoba told me you took my place.”

"Someone had to," you mutter.

In fact, yes, you like being second in command. You and Jungkook had fought for the spot a few years ago, when the last leader had to leave the group because his girlfriend was pregnant. Hobi, who had been second then, became the leader, and it had taken him forever to choose who would replace him.

The only reason why he had chosen Jungkook was because Jungkook was his friend. Yet, Jungkook had never let you live it down, had always felt the need to remind you of it. Even today, when he’s been gone for over a year.

“Are your choreographies any good?” Jungkook asks. It’s a little condescending because he knows damn well you’ve never been good with coming up with a choreography. One of your many shortcomings when it comes to dance. “Wait, have you even created one?”

You see red again. "Fuck you", you say through gritted teeth.

“That’s what I thought.” You want to punch him, to curse him for giving up on the group and then making you feel like you shouldn’t be second. But Jungkook’s not done yet. “The crew’s not going to last long, is it?”

“Maybe if you didn’t fucking abandon everyone out of the blue we wouldn’t be in this position.” You shake your head. “But no, you’ve always been so important uh, you think the world revolves around you and you don’t care that your actions have consequences.”

Jungkook wasn’t really angry before. He was mostly trying to get on your nerves because it’s always been his favourite activity. But now, his face flushes red, and a vein pops on his neck as he stares you down. “You have no fucking idea why I left. I had no fucking choice.”

“You could have told us.”

You’re almost screaming now. But you’re alone where you stand, and you wonder if the crowd has moved to give you space on purpose, sensing the storm that is coming.

"I had nothing to tell you guys," Jungkook says.

You shut your eyes, taking a deep breath before looking at him again. “You know what, I don’t even fucking care anymore. We don’t need you on the crew.”

He chuckles, bitterly. “Oh you don’t? I recall you fucking up on live TV last year.”

Because Scottie had to take his place in the choreography. A choreography you had been working on for years, gone to waste because Jungkook had disappeared.

“You watched us?” It’s your turn to let out a bitter chuckle. “You missed us too much? Couldn’t stay gone?”

“You’re a fucking bitch when you want to, uh?”

It takes you by surprise, not expecting him to straight up insult you. “Excuse me?”

“No, but you really are.” He looks around, before settling his big eyes back on you. “I had my reasons. You getting angry at me about it won’t change anything.”

Chapter one

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SO ARE WE EXCITED?? Bc I sure am! Let me know what you think!!!

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[ennabear]

EHEHEHEHEEEE I’M GIGGLING SO HARD WHILE TYPING TJIS OH EM GEE!!!!! plutobear producing another absolute masterpiece to grace our hungry eyes… all i can think to say is THANKKK YOUUU!!!!! me writing this request like “omg this is so hot i think i might die” but then reading your writing all the way from heaven cause i DID die… that’s how you know it’s a good fic!!!!! 😋 i’m gonna try not to yap too much because i’m barely awake rn and if i yap too much it won’t make ANY sense i’m afraid…

but anywayssss i’d like us all to give a big standing ovation to my twin for this… i’m actually shaking rn!!!!! my favorite writer and my best friend writing about my literal wife??? yeah… i’m shoving this up my ass… :smirkussy:

you gazed down at sevika from your spot, lovingly straddling her torso, intently watching every microscopic change in her features. she helplessly stared up at you, eyes as gray as the goddess athena's, round and teary, near overflowing with pure, unadulterated need.

I KNOW DATS RIGHT!!!!! the way you describe her is PERFECT omg. her big beautiful eyeballs 😭😭 what i wouldn’t give to smooch them… anywho… ugh this is EXACTLY why i didn’t wanna make you write about sevika, cause now you’re writing my own wife better than i can and i’m embarrassed…

just kidding tho, i’d fr slurp up anything and EVERYTHING you write, especially about her!!!!! my sevibear!!!!!!!! my plutobear writing about my sevibear!!!!!!! imma sob, can i use your shoulder rq??? 😭😭😭

you were planning on making this exhilarating for you, while being torturous for the woman underneath you.

YUPPPP DATS WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR!!!!! :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: :smirkussy: GIVE. IT. TO. ME. NOW.

her eyes flickered up and down your bare form, eying every curve and valley hungrily, she took in every little detail before bringing her eyes back up to meet yours. "you plan on doing anything? sometime tonight, preferably." she huffed in exasperation, her low voice gravelly, yet there's the unmistakable trembling only someone who'd give anything to cum possesses. "oh? i'm fine doing this all night, actually. don't rush me."

THIS FUCKING DIVAAAA IM IN TEARS 😭😭 SO CANON SO CANON SO CANON SO CANON!!!!! MY FAVORITEST BRAT HEHEHE 🤎 omg i’m gonna melt this is so hot, i need to shut her up like this so badly…. PLUTOOOOO WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MEEEEEE?????? i’ve died and gone to heaven and died in heaven and now i’m going to hell for the thoughts i’m having….

sevika's dark hair is disheveled, sprawled across the pale pillow, her toffee skin gleaming with sweat, she looked ethereal. every move you make is slow, calculated, enticing. designed to drive her insane, make her whine and clench around nothing but air-and she does exactly that when she feels your dripping folds make contact with her quivering abs. she squirms below you, taking her bottom lip between her teeth, and closing her eyes as tight as she can, inhaling sharply.

the way i audibly “awwwwww”ed when i read this the way i keep audibly “awwwwww”ing whenever i read this 🥹🥹 i need to see her so intimately like this, messy hair and sweating and deep in subspace…. omg my eyes are sweating ahahaha so crazy… i wonder why…

you hadn't even started moving yet, but the wetness, the slick sound, the warmth of you on her skin was driving her over the edge. if so much as a gust of wind kissed her pussy, she'd be crying out and gushing all over the place. unfortunately you were indoors, so she'd have to suffer a little longer.

the way this is real actually… i know from experience… my baby is so sensitive!!!!! call me a gust of wind the way i’m kissing her pussy and making her squirt… ummmm…

• parson my french

idk who said that… but fr the way you write is so addicting 😭 i wanna slurp it up and get high on it until it’s the only thing i can feel… i’ll actually NEVER stop thanking you for this one…

and sevika? she can't do anything but just gawk at you, observe how you throw your head back in ecstasy, your pretty moans filling the room, along with the obscene slapping sounds of skin against skin. you transition to a circular motion, gyrating your hips against her taut abdomen, soaking every square inch of her, including her happy trail. can't forget that, can we.

NOPE NUH UH WE HAVENT FORGOTTEN!!!! when i die i wanna be buried in her happy trail (as if i’m not already buried in it 🤦) and i need every single one of these words engraved on my headstone. no exceptions. idk who’s gonna be in charge of me when i die but i AM expecting this and if i don’t get it i’m haunting y’all forever… sending out little ghost reblogs of this 69 years after i’ve died because it really is that good… and if i catch a single one of you who HASNT sank their teeth into this yet, WTF ARE YOU DOINGGGGGG????? plutobae is over here overtime to feed us this yummalicious content and you haven’t sat tf down??? hmmm… i’m shaking my head…

"b-baby-ah", words are failing her, her voice high pitched and shaky. her hands find their way to your hips, and she assists you in your mission, the sensation of the cold metal of her mechanical arm sending shocks up your spine.

words have failed you as well, nothing but grunts and whimpers resembling sevika's name falling from your lips. your ruts speed up, no longer following any rhyme or reason, all you can think about is getting to that peak. you're so absorbed in how her muscles feel against your pussy, you are almost brought to the point of forgetting where you were.

yeah… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 words are failing me fr, i’m actually CRAVING this with her. now. asapricky. also the way you describe her mech arm is so delightful… i need it in me… i’m literally forgetting where i am rn, the room is spinning, i’ve lost track of time, and i don’t think i’m on this planet anymore… IT’S ALL YOUR FAULTTTT!!! (thank you 🤭)

with a cry you're hit with blinding pleasure, all your senses cutting out. you hump against her some more, riding out the high as much as you could before the throes of overstimulation took their hold, and your body was enveloped with waves of relaxation.

^^^^ literally me reading this, the writing is so good it makes me black out for a bit… i’ll literally never ever stop singing your praises cause this is actually killing me. my plutobae. the link to my rhett. the mocha to my milk. what the actual fuck is your problem. i love you.

you come to, and look down, your eyes meeting those of sev's, her mouth slightly open, arms limp by her sides, chest heaving up and down as she-and you-register what happened. you climb off of her and fall in an embrace, burying your face in the crook of her neck. the heat of embarrassment and realization spreads throughout the surface of the skin, only you're brought out of it by sevika's sugary voice. she sounds dazed, high as a kite, speaking slowly, "that...was so hot. you're so hot. my turn?"

lord i think someone’s cutting onions because my eyes are just so wet rn 😭 (and they’re not the only thing that’s wet) burying my face in her neck… cuddling with her before round two… i am yearning for it… and her calling me hot???? yeah. it’s over. pluto try not to write perfect dialogue challenge FAILED!!!! ❌

omg… and now i’m sad that it’s over… i’m literally never gonna stop begging you to write about her again because this is actually. the best thing that’s ever happened to me and also the thing that’s gonna kill me. SO PERFECTTT it makes me cry. crying because it’s hot and adorable and beautifully written but also because i actually love you so much it makes me dizzy and i can’t believe you actually wrote about my wife. i’m so proud… and excited… and horny… and sad that it’s over… and and and and… i’m done…. thank you…… 🙇

haiii pludawg… 😇

i’m thinking about sloppy and wet ab riding with sub!sevika, pinning her to the bed with your thighs and riding her into the mattress, she’d get so flustered as you overpower her and she’d just gawk at you like the cutie pie she is while you leave a sticky trail all over her abs… continue this however u want 🤎

thanks a million!!! 😋

☆: hey chat, have something new hehe. sev has been turning me into a MONSTER lately and i had to get this outta my system. ok enna this idea. i have no words. this is the most scrumdiddlyumptious thing ive literally ever heard im gonna start freaking the fart out are u fr...omg. wow...i love u sm for this💚AHHHH I NEED HER.

you gazed down at sevika from your spot, lovingly straddling her torso, intently watching every microscopic change in her features. she helplessly stared up at you, eyes as gray as the goddess athena's, round and teary, near overflowing with pure, unadulterated need.

you wanted her just as much, if not more, only you were better at acting, so you didn't let her sense it and take the chance to rip this moment away from you. you knew her, and she'd give her all to try.

your hot, naked bodies pressed together, it had been eons of simple messing around— neither had their sweet release just yet.

you were planning on making this exhilarating for you, while being torturous for the woman underneath you.

her eyes flickered up and down your bare form, eying every curve and valley hungrily, she took in every little detail before bringing her eyes back up to meet yours. “you plan on doing anything? sometime tonight, preferably.” she huffed in exasperation, her low voice gravelly, yet there's the unmistakable trembling only someone who'd give anything to cum possesses. “oh? i'm fine doing this all night, actually. don't rush me.” stern, but sweet, the sound of your voice makes her break eye contact bashfully. you aren't able to stop the smirk that stretches across your lips, and you tighten your grip on her arms—both flesh and mechanical—on either side of her head. sevika's dark hair is disheveled, sprawled across the pale pillow, her toffee skin gleaming with sweat, she looked ethereal. every move you make is slow, calculated, enticing. designed to drive her insane, make her whine and clench around nothing but air—and she does exactly that when she feels your dripping folds make contact with her quivering abs. she squirms below you, taking her bottom lip between her teeth, and closing her eyes as tight as she can, inhaling sharply.

you hadn't even started moving yet, but the wetness, the slick sound, the warmth of you on her skin was driving her over the edge. if so much as a gust of wind kissed her pussy, she'd be crying out and gushing all over the place. unfortunately you were indoors, so she'd have to suffer a little longer.

on your end, the contact is so good. you rock your hips back and forth on her just once, experimentally, but right away the pleasure pools in your abdomen, and you start rutting against her, chasing the mind-numbing feeling.

and sevika? she can't do anything but just gawk at you, observe how you throw your head back in ecstasy, your pretty moans filling the room, along with the obscene slapping sounds of skin against skin. you transition to a circular motion, gyrating your hips against her taut abdomen, soaking every square inch of her, including her happy trail. can't forget that, can we.

at this point, she can barely keep her eyes open, poor thing, so mesmerized by you in all your glory, grinding your hard clit selfishly against her like this, it was almost enough to make her finish just like that. within a fraction of a second.

“b-baby—ah”, words are failing her, her voice high pitched and shaky. her hands find their way to your hips, and she assists you in your mission, the sensation of the cold metal of her mechanical arm sending shocks up your spine.

words have failed you as well, nothing but grunts and whimpers resembling sevika's name falling from your lips. your ruts speed up, no longer following any rhyme or reason, all you can think about is getting to that peak. you're so absorbed in how her muscles feel against your pussy, you are almost brought to the point of forgetting where you were.

rhythmic “ah, hah, ah, ah—” following every thrust, the intensity of the impending orgasm swirling inside you, and she can't help but moan with you, the ache in her drooling core growing more uncomfortable by the moment.

with a cry you're hit with blinding pleasure, all your senses cutting out. you hump against her some more, riding out the high as much as you could before the throes of overstimulation took their hold, and your body was enveloped with waves of relaxation.

you come to, and look down, your eyes meeting those of sev’s, her mouth slightly open, arms limp by her sides, chest heaving up and down as she—and you—register what happened. you climb off of her and fall in an embrace, burying your face in the crook of her neck. the heat of embarrassment and realization spreads throughout the surface of the skin, only you're brought out of it by sevika's sugary voice. she sounds dazed, high as a kite, speaking slowly, “that…was so hot. you're so hot. my turn?”

because this is my first fic for sev, im not gonna tag people but i will add her as an option and put my taglist here anyway ♡

[wonsolsoon]

I posted 299 times in 2022

That's 114 more posts than 2021!

85 posts created (28%)

214 posts reblogged (72%)

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I tagged 286 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 136 characters

#also i couldn’t find the right gif to use as a visual guide and i’m too lazy to make one myself so i chose the one closest to what i had

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Vernon via hoshi's weverse moment | 05/12/2022

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#4

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#3

VERNON 'Black Eye' Official MV

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#2

okay, we’ve established darl+ing is a masterpiece and no you can’t disagree

18 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Period Fic

Pairing: Jihoon x fem!reader

Word count: 581

Tags: fluffy cloud, period cramps

Jihoon woke up to the sound of sniffles. It took him a good minute before he realized the sound came from beside him, "Babe?"

"Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?" He saw you wiping away the tears.

"Are you okay? Is something wrong? Why are you crying?" his voice laced with worry. 

"I'm alright, just, cramps. That time of the month, 's all."

He was not convinced at all by your answer but decided not to push it. "Is there anything I can do or you want me to do?"

"Uh, yeah, if you could please pour some hot water into the water bag? That'd be great."

"Yeah, sure."

He worries about you. A lot. He knows his job comes with travelling for months and he can't be here with you all the time. Thus, whenever he's home he always tries his best to make up for all the time you spent away from each other. But when hours later he found you, still lying on the bed and only getting up to change your pads and do your business, Jihoon was starting to get worried sick.

In a year since you two began living together, he swears he doesn't recall ever seeing you be so miserable on your period because of cramps.

“Babe, are you sure you’re alright? Like, a hundred percent, totally fine?”

“I—I don't know. It hurts so bad I feel like someone is stomping on my lower belly all day long,” you said before crying.

He rushes to your side and wrap you in his arms. “Hey, it’s okay. Come here. Come on, stop rubbing your eyes. We don’t want to irritate it, do we?” He continues to hold you while you’re crying your eyes out. It feels good to finally let everything you’re holding in out.

He feels the shaking of your body lessen. He pulls away to look you in the eyes before asking, “Better? Will you tell me now?”

“It hurts so bad but I couldn’t tell you because then you’ll be worried and you shouldn’t because it happens all the time and I get through it just fine but you were never with me when I was on my early days and now it's like my body doesn't know what to do with you suddenly being here." You take a deep breath to calm yourself.

“Should I just leave then? I can go to the dorm. Heard the members are having—”

“No!”

He was taken aback by your objection. “Oh, okay. What do you want me to do then?”

"Could you—do you… I want to cuddle with you, please?”

He stares at you wide eyed before chuckling, “Anything else, your majesty?”

“Stop it.” You slap his chest lightly. “I don’t know why I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. It doesn't make any sense, and I hate it."

"Well, if it makes you feel better, one of my cousins told me once that periods make her feel out of it, like she's not herself at all. So please, don’t feel bad for that." He sees your eyes get teary. “Come on now, I did not say that to make you cry. Smile for me?”

You can’t help but to smile at how sweet he’s being right now, “Thank you. You’re amazing, y’know that?”

"You know I don’t mind cuddles every now and then, especially with you." He averted his gaze suddenly turning shy, “It’s what I’m here for."

fin

A/n: This is def not the one fic I promised like, almost a year ago. That one is still giving me a hard time. Idk what to do with that so I’m just gonna leave it be for the time being. Anyway, enjoy this short... fic(?) that, again, came up some months ago. 

29 notes - Posted January 7, 2022

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[mimiatmidnight]

The anti-goyism leaving my body so I can enjoy this masterpiece, the best film ever made

the ten plagues of egypt  » The Prince of Egypt

[saturnsorbits]

Characterisation can be difficult. It's often hard to come up with the subtle behaviours and slices of dialogue that work to make up the perfect image of a character and it's harder still when your audience is already aware of and familiar with said character... Well, this piece not only perfects it's description of Daichi and the layers that linger under his gentle, innocent persona – it goes on to perfectly depict half of team Karasuno too.

Okay, Okay, Okay – So, obviously this work does an absolute wonder of characterising Daichi, our main man of the hour, but it then goes ahead and whips out six other members of team Karasuno and does every single one of them the most justice possible; despite most of them only having a handful of lines. Every sentence is in perfect characterisation, every line of dialogue and description works towards painting a brilliant picture of each and every one of these men. It's incredible. Honestly and a true show case of Marquie's ability to truly understand her characters.

We'll get to the rest of them later, but for now let's start with Daichi: The subtleties of Daichi's characterisation come at us often during this piece. We're given peaks into his behaviours, shown him 'bounc[ing] on his toes' as he waits excitedly for Reader to open 'the first part' of her Valentines day gift; that showcase him as the perfect boyfriend. This, is the man that has Reader 'still not used to being treated like a Princess', the man who gifts her a necklace with his initial, but this isn't the only side of Daichi we're treated to in this. Daichi's personality shifts slowly, gently as we're lured into the more seductive and intense sides of him... From the first 'good girl' whispered against Reader's lips, we're off, trailing down a long road that sees a possessive Daichi declaring that Reader is 'still [his]', as the hungry eyes of the Karasuno team devour her.

(Side note: This subtle shift, the slow clawing, growing nature of a characters personality and the slow exposure of a duality that lingers underneath is something Marquie is absolutely phenomenal at. It's incredibly impressive every single time she does it, and she does it in such a gentle, easy way that it always has me grinning like a mad-man at her pieces because it's fucking goose-bump worthy, every single time.)

Right, but enough of that, let's start with the rest of them. We see this physical characterisation with Hinata, Kageyama and Noya. This is where we see that master characterisation shine again, even the smallest of mannerisms scream the character they belong to. You can see Hinata 'tug[ging] the shorts he's wearing', Kageyama 'frown[ing] a little when he remembers that he can't touch [Reader]' and Noya 'wast[ing] no time' before yanking down his pants. I love Noya in this. Like, that shit screams Noya. Absolutely, yells it. I – just – I love him here, so much, okay? Then, we get Tsukishima and Yamaguchi who are characterised primarily through their speech. The stark contrast between the pre-existing respect offered by Tsukki and the growled 'look at you panting like a bitch in heat' is enough to stop your heart and the soft, boldly honest 'I really wanna make you cum' that falls from Yamaguchi's lips perfectly captures his nervous excitement. But, this is what I'm taking about: I could blank out the names here and you would still know exactly who was being described – that's how much these actions speak for their owners and that, that is fucking something.

You may have noticed that I missed someone there, but that is for good reason because Holy Fucking Shit I could read Marquie's Sugawara all day. First off, I fucking love it when Suga is characterised with that chaotic edge, just as he is in this – it gives him a depth that sinks beyond his reductive 'motherly' fannon persona and rings so true to his character. We get so many aspects to him, the doting as he 'compares you to a masterpiece', the dangerously alluring with his promises of 'if you were mine, I'd make you scream every night, angel.' and yet, underneath it all, he's still Suga, the calm, respectful, plays by the rules even if not entirely Suga who 'doesn't touch you.' It's all absolutely perfect, but even all of that is nothing compared to my absolute favourite line in the whole entire thing: 'He kisses you inner thigh and whispers only loud enough for you to hear: 'I love you.'' HOLY FUCKING – Okay. So not only is this the single hottest thing ever, coupled with the fact that he was the one to make Reader finally cum, but there is such an unknown hidden depth under all of this. His violating the rules by kissing Readers thigh at the last moment, despite 'always being one to follow the rules', the hoarse whisper of 'I love you', that is said 'only loud enough for you to hear' – the implications of all of that? It's soaking with semantics just waiting to be explored, it's brilliant, golden, flawless. Seriously, though, Suga's only here for a paragraph and yet, I fell so deeply and hopelessly in love with him it's honestly a little pitiful.

This whole piece was an absolute joy to read - and it really does just show off the true depths of Marque's talent as she provides us with absolutely flawless characterisation no matter who she's dealing with.

A Little Incentive

Pairing: Team Karasuno x fem!Reader, Daichi x fem!Reader (It’s not really all of them) It’s Noya, Hinata, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Tsukki, and Suga College AU. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!

Rating: EXPLICIT 

Warnings: Oof ok here we go, Degradation, public sex, voyeurism, overstimulation, creampie, mutual masturbation, corruption, edging, orgasm denial, not technically a gang bang but they all get a turn to watch you squirm lol, penetrative sex, praise, squirting, some aftercare

Word Count: 6.9K (heh heh 69)

a/n: OK sweet holy hell. First a very lovely thank you to my sweet @dymphnasprose for the banner and thank you to my lovely wife @whats-her-quirk​ i.e the queen of WRITING gang bangs for all her help while I screamed about characterization in her DMs. Seriously go read her gang bang fic.  Here is the Valentine’s Day Fic! You all voted and Team Karasuno won. Please take it easy on me there were soooooo many people to take into consideration when writing this so I’m sorry if your fave isn’t here (i.e Tanaka and Asahi). ANYWHOO Please enjoy being the baddest bitch to ever live in this fic because yes all the men in this fic want you and yes all the men in this fic enjoy watching you be fucked because yes you are a bad bitch ok?!?!? 

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY EVERYONE AND THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO PARTICIPATED IN VOTING!  Now here’s some horny shit under the cut.

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