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armpirate · 2 months ago

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Kalla | Choi San || Chapter 28

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Pairings: CEO!San x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers.

Warnings: dom!San, sub!reader, voyeourism, use of sex toys, bondage, dirty talk, BDSM, exhibitionism, rough sex.

Summary: She was surprised by how fast her life went from the perfect fairytale to the destructive mess it had turned into. Dealing with a cheater ex boyfriend, having to move out to a different place because the house she lived in belonged to that man she once dreamed of spending the rest of her life with, while continuously being underappreciated at work... It was as if life was telling her to stop dreaming big, to go back to her small town, Bibury, and help her parents run the small farm her family had owned for decades.

At least until she received a call from her friend.

A sudden vacancy as an assistant showed up on one of her friend's system, having her being encouraged to take that big step and apply for it. She had no hopes for it. Mainly because she didn't have any experience on the field, and she didn't comply with most of the requirements that were added on the offer -and which most of them sounded ridiculous and exaggerated for the position, making her wonder who was the freak who needed so many guidelines in order to hire someone to pick up the phone and schedule events.

Although that hotel she'd be working on was much more than anything she could've come up with.

Choi San wasn't someone easy to deal with. After his previous assistant presented his resignation letter on his desk, he felt forced to start the whole selection process again -after merely two months.

Sure that he was being way too strict, enough to find that anyone who applied for the position wasn't enough, he asked one of his friends to be in charge of the interviews and the selection of the most adequate candidate.

Little did he know Wooyoung would hire the imperfectly perfect candidate for him, sure that she'd help him in many ways other than just in dealing with the responsibilities of his position.

A new challenge will come their way as soon as she steps inside the hotel.

Y/n will have to learn how to mold onto him and deal with all his small habits and requirements, and San will find himself trying to open up and let out all those same things that turned him into the person he was.

The more she digs in Kalla and all of its secrets and exciting corners, the deeper she'll dive into San's heart and soul... Although, maybe, she won't be able to take it.

Kalla opens its doors to you, sharing the vast amount of filthy and erotic plans it offers, and that you can join with a partner... Or maybe just by yourself.

Hope you enjoy your stay.

Chapter duration: 17 minutes

Chapter warnings: Sub!reader, dom!San, multiple orgasm, bondage, face fucking, protected sex, dirty talk, nipple clamps

San stared from afar while Y/n walked from the entrance, wearing a thin mask that made it difficult for others to tell who it was, but obvious for him to know it was her. And even if he hadn't known by the mask, the way she walked, with hesitation but straight to where he was, gave him the small hint he was waiting for.

The smell of sex didn't take long to kick in in her system, the environment was already infected by it when she left her belongings at the door and walked past the big man guarding it.

Although it wasn't the smell of arousal, the giggles or moans that cut her breathing, it was the intimidating man waiting for her by the counter. He usually wore a white shirt under his black vest, a non-uniform that fitted with the ones the employees were wearing, but he was wearing all black.

Some of his buttons were undone, and his packed chest was clearly visible under the weak light of the club. That man was the most beautiful attractive male she had ever seen, and she couldn't believe his eyes were only on her despite their surroundings.

That day she discovered a new smile. The shadows of his dimples on his cheeks were deep due to the darkness, and his lips didn't move away from each other as they curved up.

—Everyone is looking at me like I'm a weirdo.

Y/n set a non-negotiable limit when she agreed on that relationship with him, and it was not showing her face in the Spadix. And San could understand why. While he didn't care, and others probably wouldn't, he could understand why she wanted to keep her anonymity.

—Everyone is looking at you because you're the hottest woman in this room —he reminded her—. I bet they didn't even notice the mask because they're too busy admiring how that dress shows off your curves.

He knew, because it was what he thought. That tight red dress that ended over her knee gave a lot to imagination, and he could bet more than one person in that room were already coming up with several lewd scenarios with her as the main character.

—Now I'm wondering —he moved his dumb across her throat— if I should've made you wear a collar, too.

—Next time, maybe —she tilted her head—. Don't move away if you don't want them to think I'm a free prey.

—I'd be insane to even think of moving a single millimeter away from you.

San linked their lips together, with a short kiss that was enough to have her wobbling on her black stilettos.

San turned, although his arm was still wrapped around her waist when he asked for two sodas for them. Although, his concentration was reaching its limits when Y/n's hands were all over him, until her fingertips started caressing some of the freckles on his neck.

—If you keep doing that, I'll fuck you over the bar —he warned her.

Something changed in his eyes when he looked over her shoulder. It was quite usual seeing her there, but it still surprised him when she approached them and dared to interrupt their peace and exchange of looks filled with sensual desire to speak.

—Mr. Choi —she smiled—. What a pleasure to see you here. It feels like it's been an eternity.

Misuk spoke in Korean, fast, barely eyeing at the woman who was in front of her, because all of her attention was aimed at San -although Y/n knew she was aware of her presence. Of course she was. There was no other explanation as to why she made her Korean barely understandable for her.

—And I see you're finally with a new partner —she sighed, eyes glancing down at her.

Despite wearing the mask, Y/n feel judged and scrutinized, as if Misuk was able to see through the thin lace fabric that covered half of her face.

—Yeah —San dryly answered.

—After Hyori... I guess she left high standards for you.

Why did every woman who knew San, and found him in those places with Y/n, have to throw a dig at her?

—Yeah, that's why I stayed months without a partner until I found someone that was over her level.

Y/n was almost to cheer a loud "Fuck you" in her face, because she contained that clap back with a cordial smile full of satisfaction.

—Angel.

San didn't need to say another word, it was enough with his hand covering her lower back to guide her away from there, while he dedicated Misuk a gentle bow.

—Who's Hyori? —she asked, barely giving San time to leave their drinks over the low table and sit next to her.

—Hyori was my sub —he answered, looking around.

—The one you had when you came back to Korea? —she guessed, remembering his answer when she first asked.

—I see you have a good memory —he praised her—. Yeah, that's her.

As he handed her the cup, he could see in her eyes her doubts weren't solved, and she was struggling on whether to ask them out or just let it be.

—Ask away —he encouraged her, a hand gently caressing her knee.

—How were the dynamics with her?

Although, what she actually wanted to ask was whether they had something serious. Did he like her? Did they ever date?

—Similar rules to us, different dynamics —San could only chuckled at the way her eyebrows furrowed so deep that even her mask moved a bit lower—. It was different.

Same rules applied, but his feelings towards those rules were completely different. He didn't care about Hyori seeing someone else once they left the Spadix, they didn't hang out outside Kalla walls, they didn't chat unless it was to settle a time for their date. He couldn't care less when she decided to break off their relationship because she met someone new, and he was even cheering for her at her wedding when she invited him.

But with Y/n... Just the thought of someone else laying a hand on her either inside or outside the Spadix was making his blood boil and his muscles tense.

His possessiveness over her escaped the limits he had placed in Kalla.

—Different how? —she insisted— I guess it's because you need to be more patient with me —she answered with his silence.

It made sense that was the reason.

Probably, with Hyori, everything felt more outgoing. He didn't need to explain every step, he didn't need to mold to a slower pace so she'd need to get used to that world, because she already lived in it.

—How patient I have to be with you sets a difference in both of your personalities, not the dynamics in the relationship. I'd have to mold to someone's needs, because we're all different, whether it's you, Hyori, or whoever else; but my thoughts on rules would be the same either way —he explained, calmly—. When I talk about the dynamics, I mean I don't think the same way with you as I did with Hyori, I don't have the same needs, I don't follow the same rules.

Her eyes were still confused at his explanation, blinking while she patiently waited for him to explain himself.

—I am possessive when I'm here. But usually it's just about dominance. But with you it extends anywhere else —he kept explaining—. Think of someone laying a hand on your skin while you're in a pub, and the most calm reaction would be cracking their wrist and breaking their hand.

And San could sense she liked hearing those words from him, her legs were pressed, thighs aiming to relieve the painful throb in her core, while her nipples jumped against the fabric of her dress.

—I thought I could do whatever I wanted with whoever I wanted —she felt brave to attack.

But his smile was so dangerous as soon as that challenge left her lips, as if he had touched a side of him that had always remained closed.

—Have you done anything with someone that isn't me?

No.

She didn't have the chance. She didn't go out that much ever since she moved there, and it wasn't like hanging out with Seonghwa and Mingi to get something for dinner on Friday nights was what he was referring to. But she didn't feel the need to go out and seek for someone either. Actually, she hadn't even thought about it before he mentioned it. San had filled each side of her mind whenever they weren't around each other. And, most importantly, how was she even going to think of being with someone else when San existed?

—You gave me exclusivity, even if it wasn't something we agreed on —his arm was over the backrest behind her—. So don't play dumb when referring to this, because you know quite well what I'm talking about.

How she reciprocated his thoughts and feelings, despite never talking about it until that night, created a new hunger for her he hadn't felt before for anyone else.

—It could be I haven't thought about it because I didn't have time to.

It was one big lie, but she liked to push his buttons. His eyes gave out how he didn't believe she meant those words, he knew she was lying, but how she dared to even imply it was enough to set a few ideas to make her regret ever trying to get in his head that way.

Y/n found herself walking to one of the private rooms in the Spadix when San held her hand, ripping the mask off as soon as the door was closed. And she felt more exposed like that than any of the other times he had seen her naked.

San had her naked in a blink of an eye, admiring her beauty exposed in front of him, as he walked around her with calm steps until he was behind her. She trembled when two of his fingers moved through her folds, a groan being eaten up at the end of his throat when he found her drenching in her own arousal.

But he moved away from her before she could even get some pleasure from that touch.

Y/n managed to open her eyes, finding him a bit further from her -in front of her body. His eyes seemed dangerous while he examined her from head to toe, that type of danger she wanted to experience with him, because she knew it'd drive her so insane that she probably would get addicted to it.

—So beautiful. Get on the platform —he demanded.

There was a slightly elevated platform in the middle of the room, right behind her, which was only covered by a thin burgundy mat.

She kneeled in the middle as she hopped on it, with San walking right behind her to roughly hold both of her wrists to place them on her back. The handcuffs enclosed tight around her bones, making sure she wouldn't be able to move unless he freed her.

—Is it too tight?

—No.

San was still behind her when he moved her torso down until her shoulders were against the mat and made sure her knees remained flexed over the platform. He pulled from two chains, and Y/n's body squirmed when the cold metal rubbed against her warm skin for the first time, when he placed them over her.

—I was aware of the way you looked at the clips the girl was wearing in one of the sessions you watched —his thumbs caressed her nipples in circles—. See how good I am to you despite you not deserving it?

The words got stuck in her throat when San's hands moved away from her. The clips tightening around her hard nipples made her back arch instinctively, pressing her lips together not to make a sound when the pinching pain was the only thing she could think about. Although another breakdown came up when he pulled from the chains, one by one, by the extreme metallic piles on the platform, the tight clips squeezed her nipples tight as it moved up, making her breasts raise as well.

When San moved away to look at her from afar again, the bulge against his pants throbbed just at the image of her folded body and arched back.

—The day I show you off... Fuck, I bet you'll make everyone cum whithin the first minute of the show —he groaned. He walked to stand next to her, her body flinching when two of his fingers found her swollen button to make slow circles on it—. Safe word?

—Kalla.

—Good girl —he squeezed her clit, earning a whine from her—. Since you think anyone and anything can make you cum the same way I do, let's see how good it works, then.

At first, her mind was blank at the idea that could be going through his head, until she felt how he positioned something right on her clit. Vibrations didn't take long to kick in, powerful and fast ones that made her whole body flinch with pleasure and pain when she pulled a little bit too much from the clips.

Thirty minutes later, her knuckles went blank, fingers gripping on the reverse of her hands as if that was the only thing keeping her stable. The teardrops were piling on the corner of her eyes, and her sight kept going blurry with every orgasm that fell over her. San's dick was growing bigger, aware of everything he was causing on her. The vibration of the vibrator, along with his praises, were the only thing she was able to hear through the ringing in his ears. Her wrists hurted by the many times she had tried to pull her hands to the front, forgetting the handcuffs around her skin, in a desperate attempt to make him stop. She was exhausted, and completely lost in herself, but she swore she had never felt as good.

A sixth orgasm made her whole body tremble, moving away while she mumbled words that were incomprehensible even for her.

—You look so good when you're being ruined —he traced her jaw.

She was able to hear over her, finding San stroking his dick over her head, while he slowed the vibrations with the control on his free hand.

—Do you want to suck me off? —she nodded desperately to his question—. Then drag your body here and do it.

Far from feeling offended or embarrassed at his words, she felt a strong throb deep in her. It wasn't the words. It was the harsh tone and authoritative look. It was all him that got her body to move with no second thoughts, stopping herself when she remembered she was restrained by the clips.

San chuckle made her guts twist, before he laid his tip on her lips, he moved closer to her, sinking his knees over the mat.

Her lips enclosed around his dick, although soon she was moving down on him, feeling each vein on her flat tongue before she heard a heavy grasp from above her head.

—I'm going to fuck that pretty mouth, angel, making you think twice before you say nonsense again —he assured her, hand venturing towards the back of her head—. And you're going to cum for me another time.

While one hand kept her head in place with his fingers around her throat, making sure her mouth was wide open for the moment he started rocking his hips slowly against her mouth. San was moving her and placing her properly for his own pleasure, while she just let him be. At first, he moved so not even half of his dick would be invading her, allowing Y/n to get used to it. Despite the restraints, she still tried to move his head lower on him to follow a new pace.

His smirk at that moment was sinister, dark... as if she had clicked a button that she had wished she never did. He bucked his hips, holding her head back in place and sliding inside until the tip of his cock reached her throat, while a sudden gag from her made it squeeze around him.

—You were being a brat when you're already choking? —he scoffed— I know you can do much better. Open wide, and relax your throat.

He slid back in, slower that time, until his cock rested against a certain spot in her throat. Her eyes were on him without saying a word, as if she had read his mind through that mist of pleasure.

Maybe it was his ego, and the fact that his shaft was deep diving in her mouth, but he was sure he had never seen someone as beautiful as her. His fingers moved down her eyes, trying to reassure her before he started moving.

Her clit throbbed in such a painful yet pleasurable way, he had her whining and moving away as an automatic response before she was back at concentrating on the way he was fucking her mouth. She was feeding from every slap or grop on her skin to encourage her to go faster, from every twitch his cock did on her tongue, and from every groan and praise that left his lips. She knew that the minimum attention he gave to her, she'd be long gone.

San moved her head away, admiring the mess he made of her after just a few minutes. She was gasping for air, with her lips slightly parted while a thick string of spit kept them two connected still. The vibration stopped right when she was on the edge of her seventh orgasm.

—Think twice before saying something that could get you in trouble —he moved his thumb over her lower lip to clean some of the mess up—. You're mine to fuck, mine to admire. Mine and no one else's.

She allowed herself to relax, laying over the mat when he took the handcuffs off and moved the vibrator away.

—You didn't think I was done with you, did you? —he patted her belly— You're going to give me one more. You'll cum around my cock before this is over.

Despite how dizzy she felt by the powerful seventh orgasm, she could still see the shift in his gaze once they were over. With San leaving behind his rough gaze to go back to that tender and kind look, as if she was going to break in his arms.

—Are you okay? Does anything hurt? —he checked on her wrists, looking for any mark.

—I don't think I'll be able to walk —she giggled—. My legs feel like jelly right now.

—I'll carry you to one of the bedrooms. We'll spend the night here.

He kissed her forehead, before he helped her get up and get dressed. Neither of them wanted to part ways after what happened that night, after what they said, and neither of them were thinking of opposing spending the night together.

San was either too strict and fierce, or too soft and kind.

She didn't know what to expect when he told her to wear something simple when he went to pick her up at six. But she for sure wasn't expecting him to take her to Seoul Plaza Skating Park on a Saturday evening. She was surprised he even remembered she used to love to skate before she had to retire.

That confusion turned into joy as soon as she put the ice skates on, and fell the contact of the blade against the icy floor. He looked at her from afar, still standing behind the gate and thinking what a good choice she made by putting that knitted dress on with a long coat, instead of the dresses that she mentioned she wanted to wear.

She was like a bird that had been set free from a cage. Carefree.

Returning to him after the second lap, she stopped right in front of San.

—You aren't going to try it?

—I don't really know how to... —his brain was fried from watching her, forgetting the words to use and being forced to point at what everyone was doing so she would understand.

—It's easy —she assured him—. I'll help you.

And, once again, he gave in, putting himself in her hands, knowing she wouldn't let him fall.

She stayed next to him the whole time, hand holding his on a tight grip as if that would keep him from falling at the smallest chance.

—Have you ever thought of going back to this? —he wondered, looking at her— Like, teaching or being a trainer?

—No —she giggled—. I don't really have the patience for that. Even I gave my trainer a bad time when I was still competing. Poor kids if they ever had to deal with me. And actually, after the injury... This has been part of my past for so long that I can't see it being part of my present.

His chitchat was fast cut out when she increased a bit the speed, and his whole concentration was solely focused on keeping the balance and not falling face to the floor. She kept making sure he was comfortable with the speed, cutely giggling at the way he moved his feet to skate, slowly getting uncomfortable enough to start moving them like he was supposed to to slide properly.

—Is this the closest you have ever been to dating someone? —she suddenly asked, curious by the way he was looking at some of the other couples.

The sudden question made him trip with his own foot, dragging her to the floor with him. Maybe he should've been ready for her to insist on that matter at any point by the expression she made with his answer, but he hoped she would have avoided it completely. And he managed to make her forget after cackling at their fall, and going back to skating like she had never asked that question. But somehow, after they left the place and went for a hot chocolate nearby, he felt like he owed her that kind of closeness. He had already opened to her more than he had ever opened to someone else.

—This is the closest I've ever been to dating someone —he confessed—. I've never really wanted to try. I've never really thought a chance was worth it.

Although it was deeper than not seeing the logic behind the attachment. He was so scared of losing his own control with someone. In the Spadix, one word stopped it all, but when it came to feelings, what was there to stop?

One of his biggest fears was realizing his father's actions were all due to the little control he had over himself when he was in love.

Despite all the facade, San was more than able to connect with his soft side. He actually had good material to become a good boyfriend.

—It's right when the person is right —she explained—. I guess you just haven't met the person that made you consider giving up on yourself and let your feelings flow naturally. It's something beyond our control. That control you love so much —she gestured to his whole body—, yup, that same one won't even be one of your worries.

And it already wasn't one of his worries.

He stared at her as she walked a few steps ahead of him with a smile, hypnotized by the way her body swang with each step she took.

How did it ever cross his mind to kick her away from him when she first started working for Kalla?

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fuckyeahhiccannamonth · 5 months ago

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HIIIII HICCANNA NATION, long time no post!!!

Sooooo long story short, a bitch overcommitted HARD last year, and had like 17 Hiccanna month posts that I completely ran out of steam to finish. And then because I felt so guilty I didn't finish THOSE, I also didn't reblog all the incredibly awesome posts the rest of y'all made, and I'm really sorry for not giving my people the love and appreciation they deserve!!! And then, of course, my life from like October through like March became an absolute shitstorm, and I got semi-threatened with eviction and then friend-dumped by one of the most important people in my life D: It was a whole Ordeal��️, and sadly, my brain was too fried to think about my favorite awkward blorbos 💔

BUT BY GOD, THE TIME HAS COME FOR ME TO GET MY LIFE TOGETHER AND PULL THROUGH FOR ALL YOU WONDERFUL PEOPLE WHO HAVE MADE THIS FUNKY LITTLE EVENT COME TO LIFE!!! I WILL finish reblogging all of last year's Hiccanna Month posts before the end of this month if it kills me!!! And by god, I WILL have this event again, because it's what y'all deserve!!! I don't have the spoons to post much of my own stuff this year (except maybe some leftovers from last year lol), but I'm going to be more on top of my shit about hyping anyone and everyone who decides to participate :3 I'm so grateful for each and every one of you, and I can't tell you how happy it's made me that you all have made this event for my little rarepair OTP bigger and better than I ever imagined 💚🧡💚🧡

I am, however, following suit for some of the other RotBTFD ship months and cutting down from one prompt a day to two per week for 8 prompts total, with an overarching theme for each week. I honestly don't have the spoons to do a prompt every day this year, although for future Hiccanna months, that could change. The two-a-week format seems to work better for a lot of people anyways, since I've gotten feedback that 31 prompts in a row is, er…pretty overwhelming, to say the least ^^; So two prompts a week for this year, and we will see if people like this format better!

@gryffindorkxdraws a tag for you, as promised 🩵

AND NOW, the prompt list!!! Apologies for only giving you guys a couple weeks of prep time—I know it's usually more ^^; But y'all know I'm flexible about late submissions, and it's totally fine if you submit for Hiccanna month after July! And who knows??? If I'm feeling spicy, I might tack on a bonus week for the first week of August 👀👀👀

WEEK 1—MUSIC Special thanks to @lovestrucklyuniverse for suggesting a focus on music from Hiccup and Anna's movies—I'm enamored with that!!! Of course, these prompts are just suggestions, and if you'd rather make something inspired by a pop song, alternative rock jam, or Eurovision ballad that reminds you of Hiccanna, then have at it!

1. For the Dancing and the Dreaming—A re-imagining of our favorite Viking wedding song with Hiccup and Anna! They're certainly the sort of people who would do all manner of impressive feats and grand gestures to win each other over, but the joke is on them—they don't need to! Sometimes, pledging love and devotion is enough, and there's no need to slay monsters or gift troves upon troves of treasure to prove yourself worthy of someone.

2. More Than Just the Spare—One of my absolute favorite things about these two is how they rise above being overlooked and underappreciated and accomplish some truly spectacular things. This prompt is all about Hiccup and Anna showing that they can be more than anyone ever expected them to be—preferably together, while being madly in love!

WEEK 2—MOVIES AND TV Let's be real—we've all dreamed of seeing Hiccup and Anna interact (and adorably butcher flirting several times) on the big screen. Whether it's through an epic Disney-Dreamworks crossover (god, we all wish, right?!) or imagining Best Awkward Blorbos in your favorite TV show, this week is all about Hiccanna slaying in visual media!

1. Romcoms—Have you ever watched a romcom and gone "You know what would make this better? If it was about Hiccanna!"? Furthermore, have you ever watched a romcom and gone "Well shit, this is literally just about Hiccanna!"? Well, now's your time! Make something inspired by your favorite Hiccanna-coded romcom, or a romcom you desperately believe needs more Hiccanna energy in it! Or, hell, make up a brand-new cheesy romcom plot for these two and make us all swoon 💞

2. Dramas—We forget it sometimes, but not everything in these two dorks' lives is sunshine and rainbows. Hiccup lost a whole-ass leg! Anna almost froze to death! They both grew up lonely, friendless, and (relatively) isolated from their communities! For this prompt, take your favorite drama and Hiccanna-ify it—or aplify the Hiccanna you already see! It can be any subgenre you want—coming-of-age drama, period drama, weird avant-garde indie drama, you name it! Subject those guys to some Dramatics™️ and let us see :3

WEEK 3—LITERATURE AND TEXT PROMPTS This week is all about something so many of us long to have an excuse to do--write about the blorbos! Whether you're looking to try your hand at fic for the first time or you're coming back to add more much-needed Hiccanna into our ever-sparse internet ecosystem, these text prompts will hopefully get your fanfiction juices flowing. Pick your favorite(s) of the four for each day, and write away! If you want to try and do all of them then have at it, but don't stress yourself out!!! I wanna make sure this year's event is as chill and no-pressure as possible, since I know a lot of options can be overwhelming, especially for Anna and I's fellow ADHDers! And if you don't want to commit to writing anything, or writing just isn't your strong suit, that's okay too! Use this week to make something based on any literature that brings Hiccanna to mind, or any literary world you'd love to see our favorite awkward ship in. Happy creating! Also HUGE shout-out to @lilandraws for helping me narrow this down from 40 fucking prompts, because when I tried to just casually make a list of text prompts I liked, I got, um...a bit carried away ^^; Also for giving some absolutely hilarious commentary that singlehandedly got me through the workday, bless 💚💚💚 And thank you to @creativepromptsforwriting for the prompts themselves!

1. Pick your favorite(s)!!! a) “Two bros, chilling in a small bed…” b) “Someone just handed you a cat?” c) “Sorry I tried to kill you.” “It’s fine, but next time you should try harder.” d) “Takes one to know one.”

2. Pick your favorite(s)!!! a) He had prepared himself for all the different ways she could reject him. But what he hadn’t prepared for was for her to actually say yes. b) “Want to hear some random facts about geese?” c) “What are we?” “Human. At least I hope we still are.” d) “I can’t stop thinking about kissing you.” “And what are you going to do about that?”

WEEK 4—COMIC BOOKS And now, for the ultimate kick-ass combination of visuals and literature—the visual novel and comic book!!! Since Hiccup and Anna are, fundamentally, animated cartoons (as much as they are much more to all of us!), it seemed fitting to wrap up with this one :3 This week is all about comics, and what epic shenanigans and hijinks can come of Hiccanna-ifying them!

1. Sci-Fi/Fantasy AU—One of the things comic books and visual novels do best is exploring fantastical scenarios and limitless possibilities. The iconic superhero AU is probably the most well-known, but your options don't end there! Do you have a favorite comic about guys on spaceships exploring the galaxy and battling aliens? Or a comic about a party of DnD-style adventurers taking down an evil wizard? Throw some Hiccanna in it and let us see! The sky's the limit, and really, you don't even have to stop there! (Note: Using AUs for ANY of these prompts is real and valid and encouraged, so don't feel like this is the only place where you can use wacky AUs! This is just the one where they have a special focus/emphasis. But AU away whenever you like—Hiccup and Anna kinda require an AU to even be able to interact, so it sort of comes with the territory!)

2. Favorite Comic Book Adaptation AU—Many of us have been lucky enough to see a comic we like be adapted into something else, and can say with confidence that the adaptation kicks absolute ass,, whether it be a movie, TV show, novelization, video game, or whatever else! Like with the previous prompt, superhero comics might be the first thing to come to mind. Of course, I'd be delighted to see Hiccanna in the world of the Spiderverse, Invincible, or your favorite DC or Marvel movie, but keep in mind these aren't your only choices! Something like Scott Pilgrim vs. the World or Netflix's The Sandman would be a totally valid option as well! Have fun and go crazy :3

Aaaaaaand that's all for now! Tag those posts with hiccannamonth2024 or hiccannamonth24 so I can see them and reblog, and happy Hiccanna month-ing! Can't wait to see what everyone comes up with and shower all my love on it 💗💖❤️‍🔥 See you next month!!! We will go through all of July…and beyond >:3

As far as content goes, literally anything is welcome--edits, art, drabbles/fanfic, videos, interpretive dance you record yourself doing that has Hiccanna motifs, it is all fair game as long as it’s Hiccanna-related!

Your ever-determined Hiccanna month hoster person, Fuckyeahhiccannamonth 💚

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The Worst Day (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister Angst with a Happy Ending)

Previous Chapter Here

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Three of Three

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

Canon Episode: Season 17 Episode 6

AN: As far as I’m concerned the GIF above is how the episode ended but this story tells a happier ending than the one we got so hold on till the next chapter when Amber and Andrew officially reconcile. Like and reblog below and the next story will be released tomorrow.

Summary: Amber and Carina hear from Hunt and Altman about DeLuca.

Words: 757

April 30th, 2020

Carina sits at the pew alone feeling like she has cried all her tears out. Her girlfriend, Maya Bishop, went out to talk to a nurse about an update. While she does this Carina is trying to keep herself from imagining the worst because she knows the worst will destroy her.

Even in separate countries her brother has always been by her side, supporting her and annoying her when he can. The thought of living in a world without her sweet baby brother in it is too much for her to take. She can only hope the doctors in that room will fix him and he can live to support her and annoy her for years to come.

While this runs through her head she senses a person sitting next to her. She looks to her right to see Amber Karev has joined her at the front row. Her eyes are red and puffy and her cheeks are stained with tears same as Carina. Carina knows that if it was Maya on the table she would be wrecked as well. So, she holds Amber’s hand letting her know she is not alone in her grief.

“It was Rumours.” Carina looks at her brother’s ex-girlfriend confused by her numb sentence. She sees Amber sniffling before explaining, “When we talked at that skeevy bar the night we met, a Fleetwood Mac song was playing on the jukebox. It wasn’t Chain it was Leather and Lace, the song was Leather and Lace. We learned that we both loved the Rumours album, and we talked about it. We talked about the history and the underappreciated songs and how I was named after one of the singers. He was the first stranger in a long time that I could stand talking to for more than five minutes.”

The Night They Met Here

A small whimper escapes Carina knowing just how loving her brother can be, “He…He was the first person who looked at me the way he did that night. He was the first person who made me feel things I never felt with anyone and it was just from one look. He was the first person who…who showed how to love and made me feel loved.”

Carina inhales shakily holding Amber’s hand tighter, and she does the same, “It was Rumours that made me start to fall in love with him.”

“He was head over heels the moment he met you bambina.” Carina tells Amber in comfort, “He didn’t say it, but I knew he was falling in love with you. He still does.”

Amber swallows the lump in her throat sniffling, “I do too. I want him to know that, more than anything I want him to know the feeling never went away. He needs to know that he needs to.”

Carina and Amber hold hands sharing their pain and grief until they hear the doors open and immediately stand up. Hunt and Altman enter the chapel with Maya in front. She stands next to Carina who puts her mask on along with Amber. Jackson stands up from his pew in the back to hear this news next to Amber. He hopes this isn’t when he has to hold her while she breaks down in tears on the floor. He listens to Hunt along with the rest who look on anxiously.

“We had to remove his spleen, but the wound was mostly superficial. He’s pulled through.”

Amber gasps at this, “Oh my god.” Jackson exhales the breath he was holding relieved by this news as well as Carina who is gasping and crying in joy.

“Oh my god!” Maya is next to her smiling behind her mask at the good news, “Oh it hurts not to hug you right now.”

Maya has Carina face her, “Hey look at them while you hug me.” Carina laughs in joy and does so hugging Maya while she looks at Hunt and Altman saying thank you.

“Thank you, thank you so much.” Amber sniffles and begins to cry in joy with a smile behind her mask holding onto Jackson’s arm for support feeling like she’s gonna collapse from the basking relief. The surgeons leave them in the chapel to rejoice.

“Come here kid you need a hug.” Jackson pulls Amber into a hug that she doesn’t protest. Instead, she wraps her arms around him and cries in relief against his shoulder as a smile forms behind her mask at the man she loves living to hear her confess her love for him once and for all.

Next Part Here

#greys anatomy #grey's anatomy #greysanatomy #greysanatomyedit #greysedit #greys anatomy imagine #andrew deluca #andrewdelucaedit #andrew deluca imagine #andrew deluca x oc #amber karev #carina deluca #headcanon #mine #elizabeth gillies #liz gillies

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navree · 5 months ago

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ik you haven't been watching season 2 but i think they gave tb some actually intresting conflicts! baela having a messy relationship with her dad, rhaena being sent of to care for kids at 17-19? and rhaenyra being constantly undeminded by her council (not couting the strong boys i think the writers forget they exist)

Baela absolutely should have a messy relationship with her dad, given the behavior we've seen from Daemon as a father specifically (ignoring Rhaena for not having a dragon, sending Baela to live on Driftmark for ten years so he can prioritize his full-blooded Targaryen children, completely disregarding both of his daughters after the death of their mother and being utterly unsupportive and rushing to marry someone else who he had sex with the day of Laena's funeral). So that's something I hope they'd do more with, though I doubt it considering that Daemon is at Harrenhal now and is gonna spend the rest of the season being tortured by Alys, hell yeah. I'm leery on Rhaena's arc because, as I've mentioned before, it seems like they're gearing up to just give her Nettles's storyline, which is such an atrocious writing decision that it beggars belief, but there is something interesting in her feeling underappreciated.

And one thing I've found interesting, if they're doing it intentionally, is something I've seen other people talk about, which is a certain selfish disregard Rhaenyra has when it comes to her stepdaughters. She doesn't want Jace patrolling on Vermax because of what happened to Luke and wanting to protect him, but she has no problem having Baela patrol on Moondancer, and there is Something to the fact that she orders this after she learns that Daemon has done something that's significantly weakened her position and had a big fight with him about it. She can't entirely punish him, so she's taking it out on his daughter instead. Rhaenyra wants her sons to be safe, so she sends them to safety and then kinda tacks on Rhaena at the end to essentially just play nursemaid, separated from her remaining family (and the seat she or her sister should be entitled to inherit but can't because Rhaenyra propped up obvious non-Velaryon bastards as the rightful inheritors and essentially stole it from them) and literally told to mother these three very young kids. That's kind of a shitty thing to do, and speaks further to a disregard Rhaenyra has for Rhaena and Baela. It might not be intentional on her part, but it's there, and I think it's an interesting tract for both her character and for their's as well.

Rhaenyra being undermined by her council and consistently questioned is part of a larger trend we've seen in her writing since season 1, so I'm not surprised it's still there. Even after she was made heir, she still wasn't taken seriously as a political player, as seen when she tries to make a suggestion during council in 1x02 but almost everyone ignores her and Viserys still wants her to be his fucking cupbearer as if she's not going to be the sovereign of the Seven Kingdoms after him and might need to learn how to participate in the political process. And with the show's insistence on attempting to portray the insidiousness of the patriarchy and misogyny within political systems, especially as it surrounds female leaders, it makes sense to carry that on in Rhaenyra's queenship. She's the queen, yeah, but she's still a woman, so lesser qualified men of lower rank still think they can talk over her and be the ultimate authority. It's what we see with Daemon in 1x10, he ignores Rhaenyra during her miscarriage to plot a war council as if he's the deciding voice here, and when Rhaenyra defies his wishes, he puts his hands on her, because she's his wife and he doesn't think she should be able to do that, ignoring that she's the monarch and is not only allowed to disagree with a subject, but by the rules of her world could literally have him killed for physically attacking her. Do I think it's a message the show is writing particularly well? No, not really, but that's because this show just has a lot of writing failures that are becoming glaringly obvious as it goes on, but it is consistent theming from them.

Meanwhile Jace I think is just there to look pretty, and honestly can someone tell me if Corlys has a plotline at all? Is he doing anything?

#personal #answered #anonymous #i kinda skimmed through eps 2 and 3 yesterday cuz i've been feeling sick all weekend #and by skimmed it means i watched the aegon scenes in 2x02 and rhaenyra and daemon's fight #and then in 2x03 i watched the rhaenicent sept scene #but at least baela is getting some lines so that's a step up from where she was in season 1

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Top 23 of 2023

Top 23 of 2023 on Tumblr is out and it made me remember something....!!! For those who also remember, I started this game last year and I just thought it would be nice to do it again. For reference, my post is ofc long gone, but here's Mia's~~

Tagging: @ticklygiggles & Everyone who wants to do it lol

Part 1: Fandom Faves

01. Favorite new fandoms of the year: Red, White & Royal Blue, Honkai Star Rail

02. Favorite new ships since this year: Henry x Alex (RWRB) Sampo x Gepard (HSR), Ballister x Ambrosius (Nimona)

03. Favorite anime/TV shows of the year: Atarashii Joushi wa Do Tennen, Our Flag Means Death Season 2, Niehime to Kemono no Ou

04. Favorite movies of the year: Red White and Royal Blue, Nimona

05. Favorite characters of the year: Furina!!!! (Genshin Impact), also Gepard Landau (Honkai Star Rail), Miguel O'Hara (Across the Spiderverse), and a big honorable mention to the Fontaine gang in Genshin Impact (especially Freminet and Neuvillette)!

06. Favorite soundtrack of the year: Genshin Impact - Fontaine soundtrack and the Our Flag Means Death Season 2 soundtrack

07. Favorite book/manga/comic of the year: The Work Love Balance manhwa, and RWRB which is older but I discovered it thanks to the movie coming out.

08. Favorite games of the year: Genshin Impact, still my fav^^

09. Highlight of this year to remember: Bowuigi trending as a ship.

Part 2: Community Review

10. Favorite Tumblr moments of 2023: Tickletober with the very own list Mia and I created, and even though it was a negative thing at first - getting swarmed with kind words from you guys after I lost my blog. I'm a mere humble person but you guys seriously made me feel a little important for a moment there ^///^

11. Favorite fan art of the year: Hard to say, but I'll say this sampard piece I got from Val baby for my bday, and this Ukatake commission by @dokidoki-muffin, this spiderdads commission by @giulscomix, and this Ittorou commission by @chibimochii have also stolen my heart!

And ofc all other commissions of this year (the bowuigi one fs;ijogij; and miguel one omggg, the pokemon commission so CUTE). And *wiggles fingers* I have more on the way....

12. Favorite fic of the year: Hard to say but I've been enjoying a lot of the Tickletober works specifically by @lovelynim and @ticklygiggles, and also this Nimona fic by @bambinella has become a fav, and all RWRB fics by @kourtniwritesagain!!!!! I still need to reblog them here.

13. Favorite ask game of the year: I can't remember which ones I played, but I remember there was a time I had reblogged "post your anonymous confessions" or something, and it resulted in the most interesting asks and conversations with you guys^^ I liked that.

14. My top achievements as a writer/artist/creator/blogger: If I'll be around in a year, this won't be 'writer' but 'blogger', but for this one as a writer, it'll again be completing all 31 days of tickletober right on schedule despite a minor intervention.. :"D

15. My own best fic/post of the year: I have no idea! But if I ask AO3, it answers that my best fic of this year is my bowuigi fic mahahaha (based on kudos btw).

16. My most underappreciated fic/post of the year: Let's give that award to these 2 poor Tickletober fics (which I enjoyed writing a lot) that were not reblogged by anyone meaning they are no longer on Tumblr since my account loss:

Day 21: Horns/Fangs | Sariphi x Leonhart, King of Beasts (Niehime to Kemono no Ou)

Day 23: Party | Momose x Shirosaki (Atarashii Joushi wa Do Tennen)

17. A post of mine that got more popularity than expected: My comeback post! The comments, likes and even reblogs, I couldn't have ever imagined.

18. Something I changed on my blog since this year: You tell me 😂 No but besides the whole blog change, another change is that I got over my embarrassment and was brave enough to commission a couple of artists this year. Me and my money are now in a happy place!

Part 3: Next Year

19. Something I didn’t post this year but would like to do next year: A fic recommendations/faves post (from other writers). Wonder if I'll ever get to it, since my reading and fic reblogging is already not what I like it to be, meaning that every fic I reblog would probably belong on that list lol. But alright, I'd like to make a faves of the faves list then.

20. Goals for next year: Read more...!!! Read more books, more manga, more webtoons, more tickle fics. I love them, so I should read more! My truest ambition.

21. 2024 releases I look forward to the most: Every single update for Genshin Impact and Honkai Star Rail, and also: Spider-Man: Beyond the Spider-Verse, Inside Out 2, Deadpool 3, Venom 3, Kimi ni Todoke S3, and Beastars Final Season!

22. Something else I look forward to next year: Traveling to Japan with my boyfriend! Also: receiving more tickles cuz why not. And last but not least, seeing Taylor Swift live at the Eras Tour in Amsterdam!

Part 4: Spreading Love

23. Shoutouts to people who made my 2023 a better year: I know, and you might know, I didn't do so well last time since I tagged a bunch of friends but also forgot to mention some... not because I didn't care about them but because I am a flopper. So to prevent this embarrassment I won't mention any names this time.

I especially would like to thank everyone who is still around, who is reading this, who followed my new blog. To be honest, on my old blog I felt flattered to have so many followers but I was also aware it was the effect of being active for 7 years in a ton of fandoms, and that it didn't say anything about the accurate number of people appreciating what I was posting.

But to be at already almost 500 followers on this blog? Where I only post shit? Now that's a compliment I will gladly accept. Thank you to all of you for the support!

Last but not least, special shoutout to the friends I talk to on Discord sooo much now, you know who you are!

Question list for copy paste below!

Part 1: Fandom Faves

01. Favorite new fandoms of the year

02. Favorite new ships since this year

03. Favorite anime/TV shows of the year

04. Favorite movies of the year

05. Favorite characters of the year

06. Favorite soundtrack of the year

07. Favorite book/manga/comic of the year

08. Favorite games of the year

09. Highlight of this year to remember

Part 2: Community Review

10. Favorite Tumblr moments of 2023

11. Favorite fan art of the year

12. Favorite fic of the year

13. Favorite ask game of the year

14. My top achievements as a writer/artist/creator/blogger

15. My own best fic/post of the year

16. My most underappreciated fic/post of the year

17. A post of mine that got more popularity than expected

18. Something I changed on my blog since this year

Part 3: Next Year

19. Something I didn’t post this year but would like to do next year

20. Goals for next year

21. 2024 releases I look forward to the most

22. Something else I look forward to next year

Part 4: Spreading Love

23. Shoutouts to people who made my 2023 a better year

#top 23 of 2023 #tag game #personal

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yahoo201027 · 9 months ago

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Day in Fandom History: February 17…

After feeling underappreciated following getting a part-time job when getting extra money for the family, Linda quits her job at the restaurant and goes full time as Tina must find her new love interest with a bandaged finger when being behind the milk counter. “Lindapendent Woman” premiered on this day, 11 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #11 Years Ago #Bob's Burgers #Bobs Burgers #Bob’s Burgers #Season 3 #Episode 14 #Lindapendent Woman #Cartoon #Animation

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ai-luni · 2 years ago

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nsfw hcs for merrick? i absolutely l o v e your writing, its so crisp i am literally crushing it up and snorting it like coke rn. also my boy is so underappreciated🥲

HE IS!! YES!! Merrick is so underappreciated. I need edits of him, I need fics of him. Genuinely his voice does things to me, I’m so obsessed with how scratchy his voice is.

It’s actually embarrassing how much I listen to the ghost’s voice lines. @lylesx got me so addicted to Rorke’s voiceline video and I kid you not, it’s an experience. Now that’s what I snort like coke.

And I’m so glad somebody asked because this has been plaguing my mind forever. Most childish gambino songs remind me of Rorke. Les, heartbeat, me and your mama, the redbone x bonfire mashup.

Thomas Merrick NSFW Headcanons

Now, let’s begin.

Save a ghost, ride a cowboy. This man can be damn rowdy if you want him to be.

He’s hot headed, loves a good bar, a good game of pool, like a true yeehaw blooded american. So if you get him to wear a cowboy hat, you’re really in for it.

Merrick is steadily approaching his older years now and having been around the block a couple times now, I think he’d definitely prefer a partner who knows what they want. That doesn’t mean you have to be experienced, he's just a little over the shyness of it all now. The man does not beat around the bush, he wouldn’t be a commander today if he wasn’t assertive.

Merrick’s not opposed to one night stands but he’s also started to make jokes that he’s ‘over his prime’. Unless you completely took charge and played all of your cards correctly, I don’t think he’d take home a woman in their 20’s.

The whole ‘innocent young girl’ act just wouldn’t work on him, period. He would love the idea of having a daughter one day, even if he had to do it as a single father. I’m certain you can find the correlation there yourself.

(On a different note, Merrick as a father - to a daughter especially - is incredibly protective. He’ll scare off any potential date until they find one he likes, he’ll be proactive if anyone was making fun of them in class and the house has many security systems built in. Not to mention the fact he’s a petty officer, so if his child doesn't do their chores on any given day, they’ll never live it down).

Merrick’s favourite thing to this date is shower sex. Warm water, a hot woman and all the time in the world. What more could he ever ask for?

Seriously though, he’s been a SEAL since he was 17. The man has spent his entire life tossed between aircrafts, navy carriers, land bases and raid sites. The most luxurious thing to him is a long, hot shower.

When he’s home alone, he’ll get himself off in the shower (also because it feels more private to him and it’s an easy clean up overall). Water running down his spine, palmed braised on the tiled wall. He’ll let his head hang forward, eyelids clamped. If an incredibly undignified noise wants to leave his mouth, then is the only time he’ll let it slip.

However, he’ll have you in any position imaginable that could fit in that shower. His absolute favourite is having a shower with a glass door facing the mirror above the vanity. He’ll press your chest up to the glass and watch as you struggle to find a comfortable way to rest your head. Eventually he’ll give in and yank your wet hair back to your chin and sit against the glass, leaving your throat on complete display just for him. Then there's your ass slapping against him, your curved spine shiny and wet. It’s not the best position to get the most of him in you and you’ll likely cramp up quicker, but if you can handle it, it’s the quickest position to get Merrick to finish.

Circling back to the daughter thing: man has a breeding kink. He’ll take any chance he can to ask if he can make you a mummy.

There was one time you were riding him, holding his hands out by his head. The sight of you alone taking what you need from him was enough to keep him hard long after release but then you started to talk to him. Tease him the best way you know how.

“You wanna be a father hmm? I’m gonna make you a father” He’ll groan like he was in pain and you’ll feel it, his dick deep inside you just as restless as his hands were. “What will your kids call you? Dad, daddy, papa?”

When he’s out on a mission, if he’s not thinking about the view of you in the shower, it’s your voice in his ear getting him off. And when you’re with him, then wrap your arms around his neck, let your hands roam his chest and whisper in his ear for only him to hear about how good of a father he’s going to be. He will follow you around like a lost puppy.

You did it to him around the ghosts once and they kicked up a storm. What nasty, dirty thing could you have possibly said to make him completely melt in your hand like that.

If it’s not a “mummy” kind of day, he’ll say “yes ma’am.” In or outside the bedroom, he’ll say “yes ma’am” and absolutely loves it when you run the show. He’s also an avid user of “that’s my woman” when you are doing something helpful or badass.

I don’t know about you but I am absolutely whipped for this man’s voice. He would be absolutely smitten if he found out what his voice did to you. Also another thing that should be talked about more here is that Merrick can speak spanish.

So if you’re being cruel and teasing him, he’ll send it back ten fold (He’s a massive tease and would love a witty woman). He’ll whisper right back into your ear, telling you what he wants to do to you, how hot you look in that outfit and sprinkle in anything in Spanish, until you're a shameless, moaning mess in public.

Merrick isn’t opposed to public sex depending on the situation. Mission are an absolute no and it’d be very unlikely he’d let go all the way when hiding out in a safe house.

(If you were with the ghosts hiding at a safehouse, he’d honestly see it as a game of ‘who can last the longest’. Both of you so so stubborn that the game has only ever ended the lot of you going back into combat or with Rorke or even Elias saying they’ll clear the room just so he can fuck you already. The both of you get so tense and strict just because you’re holding out on each other and the others find it very. very. annoying).

If you were at a bar or restaurant or cinema or even another ghost’s house, however, it’s fair game (granted you can actually find a spot you won’t get caught).

It all started in a movie once, only two other seats were filled out and both were on the other side of the room. You grabbed his hand, stuck it between your legs and started to grind against it. He may have given you the most unamused look but even when you finished, he wouldn’t let go of your pussy until the film was done.

He can be quite loud in the bedroom. Most of the time, however, he’ll only grunt and groan. He’s gonna be really worked up or angry to get a yell out.

He finds the maintenance of his beard quite an intimate thing and as much as a middle aged man can, he gets quite giddy when you trim it for him.

Having you sit on his lap in the bathroom with a comfortable silence. His hands instinctively roaming your back as you giggle. His smile makes it harder for you to be precise that eventually you hold his head still by the jaw. He wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off you as concentrated on getting this right for him. He didn’t seem to care as much as you did and just brought you into a kiss.

Usually if things escalate like that, you’d have to finish trimming his beard later in the night.

Like mentioned before, Merrick’s been a SEAL for all of his adult life. He’s been a ghost since his early 20’s and has become most of his identity. Seeing you in his ghost mask could then draw two responses out of him depending on how he’s feeling.

On some days, he’d hate to see you wear the mask, see you be associated with any of the violence that that mask has seen.

On other days and more commonly however, seeing you wear his mask does something to him. Seeing you let this mask that has become a symbol of him wrap your face, so willing to be one with him. He wouldn’t make love to you in it but it would definitely instigate the evening.

Besides he’s always thought the mask looked cool and you looking hot in it only confirms it. And then if the mask continued to smell like your perfume, even for a few days afterwards, he would be the happiest man alive.

#cod #call of duty #call of duty ghosts #thomas merrick #thomas merrick x reader #merrick #merrick x reader #thomas merrick x you

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Monday, November 25

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Do Vampires Dream of Undead Sheep? (Angel/Buffy, G) by Taaroko

[Chaptered Fiction]

Soul Searching Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by CheekyKitten

The Office Hellmouth Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Willow25

Lucidity Chapter 6 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Soulburnt

Carol of a missing lipstick Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, G) by rossshin

What the Drabble? Vol. 2 Chapter 93 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by VeroNyxK84

Poetry Professor Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by desicat

Gadding About (working title) Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, E) by Lierdumoa

[Fandom Discussions]

There’s something fundamentally kind of. sick? In the atmosphere of Buffy by magpie-trove

honestly i think cordelia was probably a potential slayer by xaeyrnofnbe

I started watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer recently by houseofglass

Different Ways of Watching Buffy by Priceless

Season 1 is underappreciated. Who else agrees? by Marlezz

Angel vs Buffy by chcmistryy

S2 Cordelia too sexy? by realitybitesbutUate

Every seasons of Buffy are good but which one is the most Iconic to you ? by Cailly_Brard7

Innocent victim of the day by timmorris82

Buffy episodes with the best endings by AttenzioneAiSerpenti

Why do Xander and willow get over Jesse’s death so quickly by Sweaty_Affect9363

Why would you want to be a snake if you were the Mayor? by jdpm1991

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kelbunny · 8 months ago

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god forbid a character be morally ambiguous or make mistakes or have a lapse in judgment or have a facade meant to be dismantled by the viewer or—

it’s so fun being a very big fan of both of these characters. so so fun 😔

I mean tristrat makes it pretty easy to misinterpret or underappreciate certain characters in a sense because they’re. three dimensional! and complex! and INTERESTING! and dealing with VERY TOUGH CIRCUMSTANCES AND DECISIONS but even still, understanding the characters boils down to playing the game to its fullest and not just immediately dismissing a character because they made one bad or otherwise questionable decision (as fun as it is to poke fun at certain decisions sometimes like yeah let’s go blow up a dam that sounds fun, it is still good to actually. understand. why the choice was offered in the first place?)

some of the temenos takes out there though. yikes. just. yikes. I don’t even know where to begin with those also I’d feel bad just randomly dumping my thoughts on the matter in your inbox sorry

uh sorry for randomly throwing this at you but I read those tags and felt them in the core of my being

Fortunately with Roland it feels like the fandom has gotten better with the bad fan takes or I'm just good at curating my fandom space haha but being a Roland fan during the early days was rough bc it felt like people saw Roland's chapter 17 decision and immediately threw out all previous characterizations and ignored any further characterization. I think I even saw posts on reddit complaining how he was helping the Roselle in the non utility endings bc they seem to think that's why his chapter 17 decision is what it was. Like its an absolutely horrid decision, but it was made out of hatred for himself and for Aesfrost.

And there was also people who assumed that I only liked Roland bc I wasn't that far in the game (note: when I got the comment, I had already finished my first TriStrat run)

And yeah, there's definitely the point that Triangle Strategy lets you make horrible decisions (you mentioned the dam, but you also have things like selling out the Roselle chapter 11).

There are 100% critiques you can make about Roland, but many of those critiques and takes feel like they were made out of bad faith.

As with Temenos, the mischaracterization, especially when in reference to shipping him with Crick is what made me dislike the ship. Especially early on, it felt like a looot of the ship content was flattening Temmy (and Crick) to fit the two perfectly into flat ship dynamics. I've actually found my self less frustrated (and occasionally) with Temenos x Crick content that actually treats them like multidimensional characters.

And even without the ship stuff, there's people who don't understand that a large part of Temmy's personality is a mask (which also feels very flattening).

#Kelbunn answers #Kelbunn's thoughts #roland glenbrook #temenos mistral #Not putting fandom tags for this one

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defjux · 2 years ago

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Hi Chris! I followed you a few years back because you posted a lot of Jazz and Hip Hop but I know you're into other genres as well. I've been trying to branch out a bit and you seem like a good person to ask for recommendations, so I was wondering if maybe you could post some of your favorite band/artists currently or anything you'd recommend? Any genre is fine! Love your blog btw, glad to see you're still on here :) Cheers!

thanks for the kind words anon, always nice to feel like the time i've spent on here wasn't a complete waste. sorry it took a few days to respond to this, but i wanted to give a more in depth answer. i can throw out some recommendations for sure, i basically just went through my last.fm from the last year and added all the non hip hop / jazz stuff to a list. you didn't mention if you were into metal or hardcore at all and there's quite a bit of that on here, but if you're not interested in that let me know and i can suggest some other stuff. i'm not a genre expert or anything but i did my best to give a brief description, so maybe if you end up liking one of these artists it'd be easier to find something similar. also a good chance you might be familiar with some of the ones that are more hip hop adjacent. you can also click the name of the artist and it'll take you to an album i recommend on bandcamp or spotify. i'd also be down to do another one of these later if you want, you can even hit me up off anon if you want. i appreciate you and i hope you're doing well! peace.

tried to make this as neat as i could so i put it in alphabetical order and made it a read more. 1. 10th Letter (Electronic/Jazz/Hip hop - Underappreciated producer, if you’re a fan of Flying Lotus you’d probably like this) 2. Alvvays (Indie Pop / Dream Pop) 3. At the Drive-In (Post-Hardcore, Relationship of Command is my favorite album in the genre) 4. Autonoesis (Thrash Metal / Black Metal) 5. Birds in Row (Post-Hardcore / Screamo) 6. Blood Command (Poppy Post-Hardcore/Alt Rock. Not a huge fan of their new vocalist, but the previous album and EP with Karina are both fantastic) 7. Boris (Drone, Stoner Rock, Noise Rock, Sludge, Post-Rock, Crust Punk – depends heavily on the album. ) 8. Bruno Pernadas (Progressive Jazz Fusion Art Pop) 9. Brutus (Post-Hardcore / Post-Metal, Stefanie is one of my favorite vocalists right now) 10. The Callous Daoboys (Mathcore) 11. Chelsea Wolfe (Darkwave / Gothic Rock / Doom Metal / Dark Folk) 12. Cibo Matto - (Art Pop / Trip Hop) 13. Cleric (Avant-Garde Metal / Mathcore / Brutal Prog) 14. Cloud Rat (Grindcore / Punk) 15. Converge (Metallic Hardcore, another all time favorite band.) 16. Cult of Luna (Atmospheric Sludge Metal / Post-Metal) 17. The Dillinger Escape Plan (Mathcore, top 5 band of all time for me) 18. Dragged Into Sunlight (Blackened Death / Doom Metal) 19. Dreamwell (Screamo/Post-Hardcore) 20. Every Time I Die (Southern-fried Metalcore / Mathcore, an all time favorite of mine) 21. Fievel is Glauque (Jazz Pop / Progressive Pop) 22. Genesis Owusu (Hip Hop/Neo-Soul/Funk/Post-Punk - all over the place in a good way) 23. Gospel (Blend of 70s Prog Rock with Screamo/Post-hardcore, with their 2022 album being a lot more of the former but still very good.) 24. Greyhaven (Metalcore / Post Hardcore - one of the few bands i know of carrying the torch for that Southern-tinged Metalcore sound since Every Time I Die split) 25. Grouper (Ambient/drone, folk and dream pop influences)

26. Hiatus Kaiyote (Psychedelic Neo-soul / Nu-Jazz) 27. Ichiko Aoba (Minimalistic Ambient Folk) 28. Imperial Triumphant (Avant-Garde Black Metal fused with Jazz) 29. King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard (Foundation of their sound is pretty much Psychedelic Rock but they pull from all over the musical spectrum. Last album even had a couple tracks with rapping, hard band to classify. It’d be easier to list the rock subgenres they haven’t dabbled in) 30. Knoll (Grindcore / Death Grind) 31. Krallice (Avant-Garde Black Metal) 32. Liv.e (Neo-Soul / Alternative R&B) 33. Massa Nera (Post-Hardcore / Screamo / Post-Rock) 34. Maudlin of the Well (Avant-Garde Progressive Metal - Also check Kayo Dot) 35. Messa (Doom Metal) 36. Misþyrming (Black Metal) 37. Ne Obliviscaris (Progressive Black Metal with violin except it’s actually tasteful and doesn’t feel gimmicky) 38. Neptunian Maximalism (Avant-Garde Jazz/Drone/Noise/Industrial.. like Swans meets Sun Ra meets John Zorn’s Electric Masada. These guys also have some of the best album artwork out there.) 39. The Ocean (Progressive Metal / Sludge - mainly on the earlier albums) 40. Oranssi Pazuzu (Avante Garde Psychedelic Black Metal) 41. Os Mutantes (Brazilian Psych Rock) 42. Otoboke Beaver (Noisy, High energy Hardcore / Garage Punk from Japan, very fun band) 43. Panopticon (Atmospheric Black Metal with some Bluegrass and Folk influences) 44. Protomartyr (I think I like these guys the most out of all the newer Post-Punk bands) 45. Rolo Tomassi (Mathcore, Post-Metal, Post-Hardcore) 46. Senza (Blackened Screamo/Mathcore. Chaotic in a way that reminds me of Jerome’s Dream a bit.) 47. Sigh (Black Metal, Avant-Garde Metal, Progressive Metal) 48. Soul Glo (Noisy Hardcore Punk, 2022 album incorporated some more hip hop elements and even had rap features. Shout out to McKinley Dixon who used to be on tumblr waaay back about a decade ago.) 49. Spiritbox (Alt Metal / Djent / Metalcore) 50. Stereolab (Space Age Pop mixed with Lounge Music and Krautrock) 51. Sudan Archives (Alternative R&B, Art Pop / Neo-Soul) 52. Tim Hecker (Ambient / Drone) 53. toe (Japanese Math Rock / Post-Rock - Kashikura Takashi is one of the greatest drummers ever.) 54. Tómarúm (Progressive Technical Melodic Black Metal) 55. Tricot (J-Rock / Math Rock / Pop) 56. Tropical Fuck Storm (Punk-Blues, Noise Rock) 57. U.S. Girls (Psychedelic Pop / Art Pop) 58. Ulcerate (Technical Death Metal) 59. Ultha (Atmospheric Black Metal) 60. Vanishing Twin ( Neo-Psychedelic Art Pop, check if you like Stereolab or Broadcast) 61. Wake (Black Metal / Tech Death / Sludge - Grindcore on the early releases) 62. Weyes Blood (Baroque Pop / Art Pop) 63. White Ward (Black Metal / Blackgaze /Dark Jazz) 64. Wormrot (Grindcore) 65. Yves Tumor (Unique sound blending Neo-Psych / Soul / Glam Rock / Hypnagogic Pop + some Sound Collage / Ambient stuff as well on earlier albums)

#music recommendations #anonymous #the dillinger escape plan #every time i die #converge #soul go #panopticon #krallice #ne obliviscaris #hiatus kaiyote #maudlin of the well #weyes blood #cloud rat #wormrot #the callous daoboys #stereolab #white ward #yves tumor

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wilsons-striped-ties · 3 months ago

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september tc challenge (days 1-30 one shot)

by @lustingtc

1. Happy autumn guys! Which season do you think your TC would be?

autumn, he's beautiful yet underappreciated, warm and cozy and yet taken for granted

2. What would you do if another teacher found out about your crush, printed photos of your blog and threatened you they would tell your TC about it? What would they possibly threaten you for? B. If you have more than one TC, how would you react if that teacher was one of your other TCs?

oh goodness I'd exercise my rights to fire them because first of all how do they know its me HAHAHAHA (it's pretty obvious) but I'd fight back cause this blog is pretty clean

3. Are there any classmates of yours that you suspect also have a crush on your TC? How would you react if you found out they had a TC blog too?

nope

4. Do you believe your TC thinks about you? In what way?

I SURE HOPE SO maybe in a harmless way like thinking back when i bake stuff or something I don't knowww

5. How do you imagine your life in 10 years, with and without TC? Give details.

i think he'd still be in my life, hopefully

6. Do you know their family and friends? What do they think of you? What would they and their colleagues think if you two were together?

i know his other teacher friends find me a really good student too so there's that, i don't know what they'll think cause he's married yeah :'

7. If you recorded a CD of songs for your TC, what would some titles of the songs included be?

i dont know, maybe yellow by coldplay if im trying to keep it less obvious but if not then probably dandelions by ruth b

8. If you and your TC were: A. Storybook characters, which ones would you be?

i don't know

B. Any characters in a book ever, which would each of you be?

i also don't know

9. If you had a child with your TC biologically (if you and your TC have the same sex, imagine there’s a way to do so), what would you want it to look like? Which features would you want it to inherit from each of you? What name would you pick for them? How many children would you want to have with them?

we both have brown eyes but he has black hair and I have dark brown hair so anything, but as long as they have brown eyes and his dimples and maybe a mix of our smiles we're good to go? I don't know about the rest, if I really had to have kids, I would have maximum two.

10. Are they more of a logical or an emotional kind of person? What about you?

hes a mix of both, maybe leaning to logical. im also a mix of both, leaning more to emotional i think

11. What is their ideology? Are they liberal or conservative?

not sure

12. Are they religious? You? What is your religion?

i think he's quite, and im quite too, but we don't have the same religion

13. What would your 12 years old self think if you time-travelled and told them about your TC?

i think she'd be happy that i finally found someone that made me happy

14. Do they have a collection of anything?

i don't know, dress shirts probably HAUAHAHAHA

15. If they were a color, which one would they be?

dark colours like dark blue or grey or black, like the sky signalling a storm or in the middle of one, that's him

16. How would you react: A. If you overheard them saying to someone else (a friend or a colleague) that they’re in love with you?

die cause hes married and also the delusional side of me would be screaming :'

B. If you found a little flash driver between the pages of the notebook they just returned to you after correcting your homework which included a video of them confessing they are in love with you?

okay but thats super cute though so

17. What made you start liking your TC?

i dont know, i just woke up one day and was like oh crap i like him

18. Imagine you wake up and A. You find your TC talking silently to one or both of your parents while holding a cup of coffee and suddenly stop when you walk in the room.

sheesh like those romcoms, i dont know what they'd be talking about

B. You find your TC staring at you. Why are they there in both cases? What are they discussing with your parents?

thats honestly creepy HAHAHA i sleep in horrible positions man

19. Imagine there’s the 3rd World War going on and you are awakened in the middle of the night by your TC. They tell you that government is after them and they have to hide but they want you to keep an object to remember them no matter what happens. What would this object be?

uh first of all what. also, i dont know honestly, he doesnt carry a lot of personal items except his gold chain I DONT KNOW maybe like his cologne or something so when i smell it i think of him I DONT KNOW

20. What’s the most daredevil thing they’ve done?

run after his son and into a wall and chip his tooth probably HAHAH i dont know

21. How does their bedroom look like or how do you think it looks like?

i think it would be big, i dont know, messy maybe?

22. What’s the cutest/most adorable fact about them?

he ran out to get the stall auntie fruits for her birthday after i told him that it was her birthday, the way he was the only one who did that and also kept my secret by telling her he didnt know who told him it was her birthday??? and that he came to tell me afterwards???? i was about to marry him on the spot

23. What are your and their biggest flow?

flaws? hes too soft on his students probably i dont know, but i uh i overwork myself to the point of burn out and only when im disgustingly sick then im able to pull myself to stop and im too hard on myself probably and i can go into a whole long list of other stuff

24. What are your and their biggest talent?

i dont have talents, everything is the product of my blood on the table. hes smart, i dont know his talents but he sings really well

25. Describe the ideal wedding for you and your tc (who would you invite, where would you go on honeymoon, what would you wear, etc ) and write your wedding vow.

i think we'd go for standard wedding vows, just invite close friends and family maybe, we would go somewhere for our honeymoon i dont know, we'd probably wear those traditional wedding outfits i dont know???

26. Post a pajamas set/night gown/onesie they would look good in or describe it.

uh i dont know

27. What would you do if you woke up and found out you exchanged bodies? How would it be?

it would be inTERESTing

28. What are your zodiac signs? Do you believe they play any role in your relationship? Do you act like your zodiac signs? Do they match?

im taurus and hes cancer and apparently cancers are the best match for taurus and we are very highly compatible. i dont know much else about zodiac signs

29. Do you think they would mind of your age gap if you were together?

i dont know :' i dont even know our age gap

30. What’s the sweetest thing they’ve told you or done for you?

he handwrote personalized notes with a flower drawing on them for our graduation, he always encourages me and tells me that he knows i'll do great for anything and that he always has confidence in me and i guess thats super sweet and thoughtful of him :'

#teacher crush #teacher crush community #tc crush #male teacher crush #tc community #male teacher x female student #female student x male teacher #teacher x students #teacher x student #teacher attachment

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armpirate · 4 months ago

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Kalla | Choi San || Chapter 20

MASTERLIST Previous || Next

Pairings: CEO!San x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers.

Warnings: dom!San, sub!reader, voyeourism, use of sex toys, bondage, dirty talk, BDSM, exhibitionism, rough sex.

At least until she received a call from her friend.

Although that hotel she'd be working on was much more than anything she could've come up with.

Little did he know Wooyoung would hire the imperfectly perfect candidate for him, sure that she'd help him in many ways other than just in dealing with the responsibilities of his position.

A new challenge will come their way as soon as she steps inside the hotel.

The more she digs in Kalla and all of its secrets and exciting corners, the deeper she'll dive into San's heart and soul... Although, maybe, she won't be able to take it.

Kalla opens its doors to you, sharing the vast amount of filthy and erotic plans it offers, and that you can join with a partner... Or maybe just by yourself.

Hope you enjoy your stay.

Chapter duration: 17 minutes

Her blood froze when seeing Mingi and Seonghwa standing next to each other while they looked at them with their mouths open. San could only sigh, while closing his eyes in the most pissed off way he could, while Y/n tried to explain the situation with the dumbest excuse she could -although she only ended up moving her lips without making a sound, because no ideas came up to back them up.

—Hey, Hwa —she greeted her roommate—. Min... Mingi? —she squinted her eyes, pretending not to recognize him— Wow, is it you? I really... didn't... Wow, what are you doing here?

—We just finished having dinner at the place next door. Mingi was asking for some good bulgogi —Seonghwa explained.

—Yeah. We were hanging out and I was hungry. What about you? And, um, San?

That smirk... The little he had known him, San knew it meant bad news.

—Do you know him? —Seonghwa asked in a whisper.

—He's our boss —he explained.

—Oh... oh —his eyes opened wide at the realization—. This is an interesting development.

Y/n had to fight the urge to face palm herself, at the same time she got ready to fight the universe for involving her in such a weird situation.

—We went out for dinner. It's been a long day—San answered, poking his hands inside his pockets while his face moved up—. We just wanted to discuss some issues.

—Looks like it ended on a good note —Seonghwa mumbled, keeping his giggles low.

—It was a rough day, and it ended on a nice evening —Y/n explained—. We just ran into each other right after work.

—I had no idea you two were seeing each other —Mingi's head tilted at the contradiction—. Well, I knew. But I thought I was making shit up.

—It's... not exactly like that —San rushed to explain, clearing his throat—. We were just enjoying each other's company.

—Seems like you were enjoying it quite a bit —Seonghwa teased again.

Trying to stop him from making another comment, she gave him a playful shove. She could almost see San's desperation building up with each comment he made.

—Alright, that's enough teasing for one night. We'll catch up later, okay?

—No, we'll catch up right after you kiss again to say goodbye —Seonghwa answered.

—Yeah, and I'm definitely staying a bit more —Mingi assured her, walking next to their common friend.

Y/n just wanted to throw something at them by the way they keep giggling while looking at them, acting as if they were teenagers catching two people from the same class holding hands.

—I'm starting to think I was too soft with him the other day —San mumbled, tilting his head.

Although there was something positive behind all that teasing, and behind being caught: at least he knew Mingi would stay out of his way when it came to Y/n. At least it worked to leave clear something he wasn't able to admit through words, and even less in the workplace.

—Yeah, I'll have to agree —she twisted her lips, finally smiling when her eyes fell back on him—. Thanks for tonight.

—Thank you for tonight —he rushed to turn it upside down.

Y/n was the one who dragged him out of the office, and the one who cheered him up when he needed it the most. He was most definitely the one who was thankful for her.

Just as he stepped away after bowing for one last time with a bread smile that showed off his dimples, a figure emerged from the shadows, walking with purpose towards Y/n was soon as she was alone.

Her smile suddenly dropped, and her heart sank when she recognized the figure approaching her from afar. It was the first time she had seen such a dark and angry expression on Andy.

—What the hell is going on here?

—Excuse me? —she lifted her eyebrows, parting her lips surprised.

—Are you fucking someone else?

—You really have the balls to confront me about starting my life after breaking up, when you didn't even wait to end things with me to get someone in our bed —she barked back.

—Is he the reason why you don't want to come back? —he approached her— We've been together for four fucking years.

—Four years that you ruined —she squinted her eyes—. Can you leave? Or do I have to call the police?

—We've just broken up and you're already screwing someone else?

Her eyes rolled at that question. He for sure did sound like a broken record, replaying his only argument to get back at her for something that she didn't do wrong.

—Andy, I really don't have the energy to do this right now —she calmly said.

As soon as she attempted to leave, his hand wrapped around her elbow to stop her, forcing her to turn back to him.

—Y/n, babe. Let's talk. I messed it up...

—Shit you did —she tried to let go—. Get off me.

—Is he better than me?

That question almost made her cackle on his face. Was San better than him? She didn't even need longer than three seconds for the answer to come through her head with all the valid reasons. In a matter of a few hours, he had her desperately begging to reach her high, while with Andrew the closest she got to that was when he finally learned where her clit was. And, leaving sex aside, San at least made things clear for her since the very beginning. It was unbelievable how she perceived more loyalty from him than a person she shared her life with for four years.

—To the point of acting like a slut for a ching chong's tiny dick?

She looked at him fast, unable to believe he had just said that. Andrew had a long history of being an asshole as soon as he felt annoyed or cornered, but never to the point of slut shaming her and using a slur to defend himself.

—At least I know how to use it —she heard San's voice next to her—. It's a bit sad you have to use dick sizes and ethnicities to make a point though.

San got on his car, looking through his phone to make sure there were no pending messages or emails he forgot to work on while spending some time with Y/n, only to glance one last time where she supposedly was -just to confirm she finally got inside her place- and find her being bothered by the same man who flew kilometers away just to be a pain in the ass for her

Andy smirked, letting out a light scoff before he let go of her arm, able to confront the taller man ahead of him.

—She's my girlfriend —Andy reminded him.

—No, she's not —he sighed—. That's why she doesn't owe you any explanations —San stepped closer to him—. And if I hear you disrespecting her that way again, I'll make sure to break your jaw so you think twice before you speak. Did I make myself understood?

—So this is why you've been ignoring me? —Andy scoffed, turning to her again— For this Jackie Chan?

San's eyes narrowed, his protective instincts kicking in when he went back to addressing her. He stepped beside Y/n, meeting Andy's glare head-on.

—She asked you to leave. I suggest you listen to her and stop talking to her.

—And who the hell are you to tell me what to do? This is between me and her —he confronted San again.

—Andy, please. Just go —Y/n tried to convince him, looking at him over San's shoulder.

But instead of stepping back, he went on with his act, his fists clenched on his sides. San moved in front of Y/n, hiding her body behind his back even more, his posture calm but ready.

—She doesn't want to talk to you. Respect that and walk away.

—You think you can just swoop in and take what's mine?

His hand moved fast against San, having Y/n covering her eyes with both of her hands while she waited for the collison, but her boss moved faster. His hand trapped Andy's wrist, twisting his arm easily.

—She's not an object. She's a person, and she's made her choice.

—You don't know anything about us!

—I know you're a pathetic loser, who took advantage of someone's trust and love and now you're crawling back because no one wants to be with you after seeing the scumbag you are —abruptly, he let go of his wrist, almost making Andy stumble.

He was cold and serious, making sure her ex-boyfriend knew he meant what he was saying. He wasn't going to hear any person disrespect someone else, and get away with it so easily.

Before San could react, Andy threw a punch, hitting San square in the jaw. San staggered back, his hand instinctively going to his face. Y/n gasped, stepping forward to place herself between the two men.

Among all the insanity, their eyes instantly met when San turned to her to make sure she was alright. Her heart squeezed again after a second, when Andrew moved again, taking the chance as soon as San was distracted to land a fist on his jaw before he could completely turn to her.

—Andrew, stop! This is insane!

San straightened up, wiping a small trickle of blood from his lip. He looked at Andy, with eyes filled with determination rather than anger.

—I'm not going to fight you —he shrugged.

—Stay out of this, man —breathing heavily, his anger was still simmering—. This is between me and her.

—No. There's nothing to fucking discuss between us —she let out frustrated—. You need to leave. Now. Get on the first plane to London and get off my fucking face.

Andy looked at her, his face a mixture of anger and hurt, nodding at her words while his tongue poked his cheek. He took a step back, his eyes flicking between San and Y/n as if he was hesitating for the next move.

—This isn't over —he threatened, lowering his voice—. And you... you're going to regret this —he pointed at San.

Her breath was shaky, yet her first reaction was turning to San to check on his face after her ex boyfriend punched him.

—Are you okay? —her knees were slightly flexed, trying to see something from a different perspective—. I'm so sorry he did that.

His jaw twisted, allowing him to feel pain exactly where Andy punched him.

—I'm fine. It's just a bruise. Are you alright?

His eyes were so intimidating, yet so protective at the same time, that Y/n's stare went blank while she could only nod.

—I'm okay —she managed to say after getting back to herself—. I'm just... I'm so sorry you got involved in this.

—It's not your fault your boyfriend is crazy.

They stood in the quiet street, the intensity of the moment gradually fading. While she looked at him, gratitude grew deeper in her eyes.

—Thank you, San. For everything.

—You don't have to thank me. I'd do it again in a heartbeat —he assured her.

His heartbeat turned faster when she stepped even closer, looking deeper into the small red mark on the right side of his face, unconsciously making him move back.

—You should get some ice on that bruise —her tongue clicked after that sentence—. Come up, I'll get you something for it.

—It's okay. I'll take care of it back at home.

But Y/n didn't let him insist for much longer, dedicating one death glare at him.

—You need to put ice on it before it gets worse. And you'll probably forget when you get home —she insisted.

—Okay, okay. II guess I can go up and put some ice on it before I leave.

San smiled to himself as soon as she turned around to guide him, appreciating her concern. Their fingers were intertwined as they entered her apartment building together, with him just letting her take him whenever she pleased.

—Come on in. Let's get some ice for that bruise —she guided him, stepping inside her apartment after typing the passcode.

As they took off their shoes to walk around the house without them, they both could hear the cackles in the living room.

—Hey, Y/n. Can you ask your boss to give me a free room for next weekend? I'll be needing a good time off.

Seonghwa's voice slowly turned lower as he was aware of the taller man that was walking right behind Y/n, bowing again to the two men already inside the house.

—Well, well, well. Look who's back. And with a battle scar, no less —Mingi let out with a smirk.

—What happened? Did you two have a wild night out? —Seonghwa gasped dramatically— I swear, we only left you alone for five minutes. Have some decorum.

—Very funny —Y/n rolled her eyes—. Andy showed up again and things got... tense.

—Again? —he asked, clearly worried.

—Tense? Looks like San here got a souvenir —Mingi joked again.

He was certainly having the time of his life that night.

—Just a minor disagreement. Nothing to worry about —he tried to ease up the situation.

—A disagreement with fists, apparently. You really know how to show a girl a good time, San —Mingi winked at him.

—Alright, enough with the jokes.

—You know, it's kind of romantic in a weird way —Mingi continued—. The knight in shining armor comes to the rescue and gets a bruise for his trouble.

—I can see it now —Seonghwa played along—. Modern Love Story. How a Punch led to Romance.

—So, San, does this mean you're her official bodyguard now? Or is this just a one-time deal? —her head threw back at Mingi's comment.

—Mingi, seriously, give him a break —Y/n groaned.

—Sorry, this is just too funny to let it slide.

—You know what else is funny? —San answered immediately after— I'll still be your boss tomorrow —he was the one smiling funny then, while Mingi's expression turned a bit more serious.

Ignoring Mingi's change in attitude, Seonghwa looked at Y/n again.

—Was it your ex boyfriend again? Shall we call the police?

—I'm sure he'll give up after what happened tonight —she shrugged.

—And if he doesn't? You come and go alone all the time. You got away today because San was with you, but in any other circumstance...

—Hwa, let's leave it there —she interrupted him—. Do we have ice?

—Yeah, in the freezer —he murmured, pointing to the kitchen.

She headed to the kitchen, rummaging through the freezer for an ice pack, while San stood waiting in the middle of the living room, with both Mingi and Seonghwa eyeing him up and down from the couch.

—Let's go for a towel, and go to my room —she suggested when she joined him again.

With a nod, San just let her lead the way, walking in front of him while glancing a warning look at her friends so they wouldn't let out a comment.

—I'll go for a towel —she announced to him, leaving the ice pack over her bed—. You can wait here.

He could've just left, insisting that he wanted to go home, but he didn't want to. He wanted to roam around her room, eye up some of the small details that screamed that room was hers, while letting that stupid smile show up in his face again.

Messy. Not only for some of the accessories she didn't manage to take with her, but how some books on her shelves were piled one over the other, while some were placed vertically.

Familiar. She had a fair amount of pictures over one of the shelves, under the wrongly placed books. Some with two older people, that he thought would be her parents, that also appeared in some other pictures with a younger couple and a kid Y/n was carrying, and another one hugging to her leg. He also saw several pictures with some other women around her age, which he assumed were her friends back in London.

He couldn't help but smile at how bright and happy she looked in each one of those pictures.

Loyal. He managed to spot one picture where she appeared with one of those women again, and Y/n looked way younger, probably from high school.

San had to highlight the familiar adjective when he spotted a drawing, probably from one of the kids she appeared in the picture with.

Athlete and creative. Lower on the rack, he spotted some skating medals, and next to it a diploma that congratulated her position in an annual craft workshop.

—Spotted anything interesting? —she teased him, stepping back inside the room.

—I did, actually —he nodded—. A gold medalist?

—That was like... —her eyes went to the back of her head, trying to remember how long it had been— six years ago. I had a pretty awful injury, and had to retire.

San's hand moved away from the medal, and his playful smile dropped when she mentioned that. He suddenly felt bad for even asking about it.

—That's awful.

—Not really —she shrugged—. Fortunately, it was before I could even think of dedicating fully to it. It was tough, but it could've been worse.

—Have you ever skated since then? —he wondered, stepping towards her.

—Hmm no. I even threw away my ice skates —after wrapping the towel around the ice pack, she motioned him to sit on the edge of the table—. Some things are better off in the past —she mumbled.

His eyes turned soft with her words and her sad expression, completely omitting how cold the towel felt on his jaw as she pressed it against him.

—What? —she giggled, avoiding his eyes to focus on his lips and how they slightly curved up.

—Nothing.

But he kept looking at her, admiring each one of her features while all of her attention was on him. It surprised him how he was able to recognize she wanted to speak by the way she bit her lower lip.

—That hotel was always your plan A? —she asked, trying to follow the flow of the conversation.

San couldn't remember what his main plan was before he threw himself on a flight to the United Kingdom. He spent so much time thinking how it'd be to see his mother, that he completely forgot about himself.

—In a sense, I guess it was —he grinned.

—How did you come up with that idea?

—I have a pretty good imagination —he smirked, winking at her.

Y/n could only roll her eyes, before a chuckle left her lips.

—Have you just rolled your eyes at me?

—Yeah, so? —her lips puckered, while she bent forward to leave their lips centimeters away— What are you going to do about it?

—I bet you'd love for me to tie you up again, with your ass up in the air this time, to fulfill that fantasy of me spanking it raw —her thick gulped was the affirmation he needed—. Kitten, too many emotions for today —his fingers pinched her chin—. Take it easy. Besides, I'll rather go for a better punishment.

—You aren't going to tell me which one?

—And give you time to prepare for it? Nope.

His lips trapped her in a short yet possessive kiss, before San got up from the bed.

—See you tomorrow —one last kiss was laid on her forehead, before he made the difficult decision of leaving her place.

Despite the events of the night, it was the first time he was going back home while fighting a smile from forming on his face. Y/n just made everything way too easy, their connection was insane, and the sexual attraction between them was off the charts.

He was sure there was nothing that ruin his day. Although, obviously, he underestimated the power his father had, and how easy it was for him to make his mood change in a matter of seconds.

The happy sound from his door as he opened it was only a mask of what was awaiting for him inside: his father sitting on his couch, looking at his phone, while one leg was crossed over the other.

—I heard you had some trouble today. Thought I'd come see the damage for myself.

San felt a mix of anger and exhaustion wash over him. His father and his comments were the last thing he needed that night.

—You heard? How? You have people spying on me now? —San asked, remaining calm as he stepped inside the house after taking off his shoes.

—Word gets around —his father snorted—. You can't expect to get punched in the face without people talking.

San's eyes narrow, his frustration boiling over.

—I'm wondering when it became your business.

—When you start getting into fights and causing scenes.

San's jaw tightened, his anger bubbling to the surface.

—You're one to talk about causing scenes... Do I have to remind you why you're lonely? Why mom left you?

—Don't you dare bring your mother into this —his father's eyes flashed with anger—. She's gone, and it's because she was too selfish to think about us.

—No. She left because you drove her away with your constant criticism and control. And now you're trying to do the same to me.

—I'm trying to make sure you don't ruin everything we have left —he got up to face his son, his posture rigid—. You think it's easy keeping this family together?

—Keeping this family together? you? —San's frustration was reaching its peak— You've done nothing but tear it apart. I'm the one who's been paying the bills, covering your debts, and making sure we have a roof over our heads. You've done nothing but drag me down.

—Watch your mouth, San. You have no idea what you're talking about.

—I know exactly what I'm talking about. I've been carrying you ever since Mom left —he sighed.

—That's everything I am, right? A burden.

There he was coming with the victim card.

—Cut the show. What do you want? Why are you here? Because I doubt knowing your son got punched had you rushing to visit me.

—I only came here to spend some time with you, and make sure you're okay —he shook his head—. And all I get in exchange is getting treated like shit.

—Just say you have nowhere to stay tonight —San cut him off.

—I won't tolerate you insulting me, I won't allow this from you.

San couldn't help but roll his eyes at the way his father dramatically made his way out of his house, knowing damn well he was the only one regretting getting out of that house that night.

That'd never change. It was as if his father had a radar to know when he was doing alright to show up and ruin his mood.

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