#hehe sparkles…love this op

[final-milf-ratchet]

Not the magnus anon, consider, ultra magnus orgy with Predaking, Optimus, and Wheeljack.

Maybe he gets sparked 👀

Big, heavy, refineries. Also babies. Full of babies. Between Optimus' breeding kink and Predakings probable breeding kink(at the very leat repopulating his species) and wheeljack definitely being a kinmy fucker. He is fucked out and full of transfluid.

Who r u and how TF did you get my notes app!!!!! 🫣🫣🫣 Akkslqkakskwwaaa Am I that obvious!?!??! 😭 Breeding kink so strong it shines through da goddamn blog 😔😔

Okay but idea: instead of Ultra Magnus, Wheeljack and Predaking fighting, it devolves into an orgy 😳😳 maybe predakings in rut or something, he's obv pissed at losing the rest of the predacons, but luckily for him he's got a nice big bot in front of him perfect for breeding.

They do fight of course, well, Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus think they're fighting but Predakings trying to get a perceived rival (Wheeljack) out of the way long enough for him to claim Ultra Magnus. Wheeljack gets thrown into the wall and gets back up just in time to see Predaking fingering Ultra Magnus open, just enough prep so Ultra Magnus can take the heads of both of his spikes.

^wheeljack trying to figure what he's supposed to do, he just gained respect for Ultra Magnus and now realized he ALSO wants to fuck him

Maybe fucking you mate on top of your defeated 'rival' is some kinda instinctive predacon thing 🤭🤭

Optimus comes back to check on them and make sure Wheeljack and UM are okay, and instead walks in on Ultra Magnus being spit roasted, covered in paint transfers that make it clear Wheeljack and Predaking have both fucked him multiple times. Optimus and ultra Magnus have been dancing around a whole 'thing' since Magnus landed on earth, so of course he's going to want Optimus to take a turn filling him up with transfluid.

They ground bridge back to base later like "surprise! New dragon autobot :)" and the kids are distracted enough by a cool ass dragon transformers they don't notice Ultra Magnus hiding away until the transfluid bump goes away. But it turns out with three attentive sires, the bump doesn't go away. In fact, Ultra Magnus just gets bigger as the sparklings of a prime and a huge predacon (and Wheeljack's tiny bitty that was kinda a surprise cause she was hiding behind her siblings in the scans) grow inside him. Poor Magnus 🤭🤭🤭

(also poor fowler, having to deal with these horny robots having BABIES. Maybe him and June can have a nice date night to make up for it lol)

[blackpensils]

I might be a bad person for this but I want op to have twins you know so they wouldn't be alone. Like I know it might break op but still the idea of twins is making me soft and they can be vastly different too which might cause some chaos! Idk twins not like jet wits but unique in their own way. Maybe ratchet missed something idk. I want TWINS!

You're going to love when I tell you about the youngest duo out of the four sparklings Optimus carries in and following ACL, hehe. Named after Optimus' original name in most versions and Megatron's unicron infested self, I introduce you to the twins, Orion and Galvatron. Orion is a civilian frame while Galvatron is a war frame flight frame. I even have some info on then written out. They're the last sparklings that Optimus carries.

[desceros]

LMAO IT WAS A COMPLIMENT <3

also another question. not sure if youre allowed to answer it. why is it called Symphony No. 4 in Eb Minor, Op. 16 "Of Heliotropium"? Is this a song? I tried to google it before I read the fic but couldn't find it. then i thought it had something to do with the chapter titles being songs; like this love story is its own symphony and each chapter is a small part of it?

-💙🌸

dramatically flourishes on stage. oh my god, finally someone asked. ✨literally sparkles✨

it is not a symphony that exists, no! but here is the breakdown of what it means:

symphony: this is a musical composition for several instruments that are typically arranged into four movements. there are a lot of characters in my fic, and there are four arcs. the first one was chapters 1-11, and the second is going to conclude here at chapter 20.

number four, opus 16: these are just my favorite numbers and aren't particularly relevant to the fic, hehe. i used them to make sure that there Wasn't an actual symphony with these designations though, which worked out excellently.

Eb minor: a spectacularly delicious key. it's quite sad, with six flats, but it has a drama to it that titillates the ear when it shifts to its relative major or its parallel. for a good example of this, you can listen to the 1812 overture. minor keys tend to be sad, and this is an angst fic... but this key in particular has a way of sweetening nicely, which i found appropriate for angst with a happy end (which i swear to god this fic has).

"of heliotropium": so a lot of symphonic pieces will have a name. think 'from the new world' for dvorak 9, or 'eroica' for beethoven 3. they're meant to contextualize the piece for listeners, and provide a framework for what you're listening to. heliotropium is a genus of (mostly) purple flowers that are just. so lovely. they were so named for their tendency to turn towards the sun (the center, the giver of life, the light, the warmth....), which historically came to stand in for the gaze that follows a lover. as such, it came to symbolize eternal love in victorian flower language. they can be a little toxic, but they smell divine, and i... would keep an eye out in later chapters for it to show up. :)

[jazz hands]

[mccnstruck]

their warmth.

characters: ichika hoshino x saki tenma x honami mochizuki x shiho hinomori

tags: poly/need, pure fluff, fantasy au but could be read as regular au, op died from cavities from making this, self-indulgent, not proofread

a/n: this is for @queer-prosekai for the @winter-sekai-gift-exchange !!! i hope you like this cuz i had way too much fun writing this and realized polyneed is my comfort ship. anyways ENJOY !1!

Ichika smiled, for the snow started to fall down on city streets.

It was a beautiful day for a stroll. Well, Ichika would have to properly define what is considered “beautiful”.

It was a busy afternoon, and markets began to close at the sight of snow. People rushed to confide in the warmth of their fireplaces, and children huddled with their parents from the gusts of winds. A thin blanket of snow began to cover the roofs of houses, and gusts of winds were the only attacks to worry about.

Saki, protected under the endless amounts of layers, rested her head on Honami’s shoulder.

“Honaaaa, my love! I’m so cold, won’t you protect me from the merciless, ever-bitter winter?”

Honami smiled at Saki’s antics and enveloped Saki in her arms. “Always, Saki.”

“See, Shiho, this is what you do when I want a hug!”

Shiho let out an exasperated sigh and removed her hat, before placing it on Saki’s head and patting it down.

“Saki. You can’t just rely on us whenever you want warmth. You have to wear more layers.”

“Shiho, I am wearing layers! Are you saying you would refuse to lend me your warmth whenever your poor lover is freezing to death-“

Saki paused when she felt lips touch her forehead, before smiling and leaning into Shiho’s touch. Shiho leaned her head onto Honami’s other shoulder and looked back into Saki’s vibrant eyes.

“Never. I would never, Saki.”

Ichika looked back at the serene scene of her lovers and almost forgot about how sore her smile was starting to become.

This. This is what Ichika would call beautiful.

Honami’s eyes widened at the sight in front of her and loosened her arms around Saki.

“Look, they have a sale going on over there. Should we go and check?”

Saki nodded, before taking Ichika’s hand and dragging the group forward. “Hehe, let’s go! I bet they might have apple pie we can eat at home.”

Upon nearing the shop, the seller brightened at the group.

“Welcome! There is a sale for some of these pastries and foods. Please, let me know if anything comes up or you would like to buy anything,” before he returned to his task beforehand.

Honami leaned forward and scrunched her eyebrows. “What to pick….what to pick…. There’s so many good options we could choose. There is a classic apple pie, but the one with nuts inside adds for a crunchier bite…ooh! There’s also that one there too, for a different taste. Hmmm, what to choose…”

Ichika raised her hand to laugh behind her hand. “Hona, we can choose whatever you would like.”

“I know, but I would rather get something all of us can enjoy without any issues.”

Ichika’s hand took Honami’s covered ones and raised it to her lips, before placing their intertwined hands near her heart. Honami felt a warmth rush her cheeks, and her face countered the bitter cold of the winter they were in.

“Hona, you don’t need to worry so much. Do you want me to choose something?

Honami smiled and nodded.

“Thank you Ichi.”

Ichika looked around the shop, scanning every single item she was free to choose. But, one of them spoke out to her.

“Let’s get this one, hm?”

Honami peered over Ichika’s shoulder and smiled.

“Let’s get this one.”

Ichika dropped the money onto the counter and the seller smiled, pulling out the fresh, warm, caramel apple pie.

“Enjoy, and stay warm!”

Ichika responded in kind and took the apple pie. When Honami and Ichika reunited with the group, Saki’s eyes sparkled in excitement.

“It looks so good…”

If Saki’s eyes sparkled at that moment, Honami’s eyes became the equivalent of stars.

Shiho looked up at Honami and sent a knowing look to Ichika.

“Let’s go, we can warm this up at our place.”

Ichika looked back at Shiho and shared the same look back.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

The sun had begun to set, and the skies had begun to consist of a dark blue. Lanterns glowed throughout the city streets, and the pure snow sparkled underneath. And yet, the serenity of the view had not captured Ichika’s eye. For when she looked back at Shiho and smiled, and saw Saki’s and Honami’s excitement for returning to their home, Ichika was enamored with what was in front of her. No amount of city views or apple pie could have Ichika so in love, than the three people in front of her she got to call hers. She would forever be enraptured in their heart, their warmth.

Their warmth would forever stay with each other, no matter the bitter cold winds of winter.

mccnstruck.

[sparkles-oflight]

can I only mention one thing? fuck I'm screwed (I'm mentioning as many thing as I can remember right now hehe)

Jure: I need to have a conversation with him as a fellow introvert. I love his fashion sense (and as we have seen in the JOSubs translated interview he has a word on it always). I genuinely believe he is a very smart person. I'm not talking about academics, but rather how crafty he is. I feel like if you teach him something practical (like playing drums for example) he will catch on quickly and go further into experimenting? Idk how to explain it. In my mind, Jure is very smart because he's not afraid of doing crazy things.

Jan: I desperately need to get inside his brain. I feel like Jan would be able to teach me math and music and whatever he wanted, because of the way he has talked before about parents who yell at their children for getting something wrong. I think Jan could work around my difficulties and teach me really well. I feel like he communicates quite clearly (I mean, we still don't know why that has beeven so sparklative, but neither does Nace so...). When he zoons out in interviews, I'm like "I GET IT, I GET IT SO MUCH". Dude's funny.

Kris: *sighs* Y'all know I could rant about him for days, right? I'll keep it brief: I really like Kris' whole hair journey, as I dealt with a very similar situation. I can understand him (though there is a big difference because turns out I'm an enby and as far as I know he's not, but I didn't know that most of my life so I went through the same stages he did until he became confident in himself). I like it when he puts his foot on his mouth, not because the things he says are normal or funny (okay, that too), but because he almost always says it with a... "Let's say", confidence. The other day someone shared a video of him saying Liverpool was an ordinary town and the interviewer and Jure nodded along, and I think it's because they didn't realize what he said? If you say shit with confidence people will just believe you. Also, he's blunt honesty (which it's a family thing, I can attest to that <- sincerely, a victim of Maks) <- coming from someone who's groupmates said they'd tape their mouth to avoid me being rudely honest at stupid questions.

Nace: As mentioned by OP, his ability to learn music by ear. And just like Jure, I think he is a very smart crafty person, especially in things like music and animals. I feel like Nace sometimes can be wild ("girl from Bridgthon" 💀), but he also grounds the whole group and helps around a lot. His journey with his body is also something I admire because I struggle with my own and I'm still trying to find the strength he had/has to fix my own health problems that revolve around my body. I applaud Nace for committing himself to a goal he knew it'd make him feel good.

Bojan: Hi, flower boy. Languages. I was attracted to him because I was like "damn, he's just like me fr fr". I love the way he blends in a new country with a different language easily. I love his social skills, I love the progress he has made in the way he sings (which has helped me notice some things in my own singing too). I love how his mind works <- I'll be honest, I want to get inside everyone on the band's brains. I love his kindness and smile, and how openly he talks about his struggles. I love his humor, I love his fucking face and I- okay, I need to stop complementing Bojan this much hehe

Now that another drought is upon us: WHAT IS SOMETHING ABOUT EACH BAND MEMBER THAT YOU ADMIRE?

I’ll go first:

Jure: that he seems so reasonable. He knows how to keep the boundaries he needs. That he’s so versatile (drumming? Building stuff? Camera work? He knows it.)

Jan: that’s he’s an introverted king and proud of it. That he’s esoteric, having a taste that doesn’t 100% align with his friends’, and that’s okay.

Kris: his professionalism. How he owns being somewhat socially awkward. That he wholeheartedly set out to reach his dream, even if it took him a while figure out what that dream was.

Nace: his ability to learn hundreds of songs in a year because he’s such a talented musician. That he worked and worked for years until finally finding his found family in his late 20s.

Bojan: that he can so easily make friends and lasting connections. That he’s open about his struggles with anxiety. That he is such a ray of sunshine (sometimes despite of things) and lighting up every room he enters.

Now I wanna hear yours, because I’m so sappy about them tonight 🩷

[impala-dreamer]

I just feel like annoying you so tell me, what are your favorite things about:

cas

sam

dean

benny

rowena

gabriel

crowley

chuck

ALWAYS ANNOY ME!! (you're not actually annoying me, I love it!)

Sorry this took so long, I was cleaning the kitchen in between answering asks. lol. OK- here goes-

Cas, Castiel, Angel of the Lord… Castiel… My favorite thing about Cas is that he’s this incredibly powerful being shoved into this little package that is utterly confused about the world and humans and it’s so endearing. And he’s a bad-ass-motherfucker. Absolutely do not cross him, he will rip your head off with a flick of his wrist and not even break a sweat - He does not sweat under any circumstances, ya know. And he’s just… pathetic and lonely and needs to be loved and he’s so strong and his eyes are so blue and i just need him to protect me no matter what. He’s always always there when I need him. My Cas <3

Sam is smart and sassy and full of himself and so soft and loving and passionate and needy and my poor baby boy i miss you. He could literally break your neck but he’s so tender and hesitant and… he’s cursed but hopeful and I love him.  

Dean Winchester is the bravest, most selfless, most loving, most caring, fearful, passionate, smart, brilliant, beautiful soul in the entire universe and to not love him would be a crime against all of creation. To not care for him, to soothe his pain, to tell him how much he is loved and cherished would be… well, we all saw how that played out. I love Dean because he is a truly beautiful soul. And, ok, he’s kinda hot. 

Yo- Benny? The VAMPIRE? Benny. Ok. Listen- he’s just cute and that accent and he’s like… Bro- we’re gonna be bros and help each other out of purgatory. Oh wait, this was a mistake, bro- we gonna be bros and imma go save your bro ok? He was just like… a really hot plot device. . . Oh, and he’s a vampire and i always like those. Hehe

Rowena was, is, and always will be THE QUEEN of whatever room, realm, universe she is in and I love her. She’s brilliant and cunning and bitch can wear some eyeliner like lemme tell you- also like who just walks around in sparkling gowns on a tuesday? ROWENA. That’s who. Love her to death and beyond. Always a fave. 

Gabriel is I think pretty close to who I’d be if I was in that universe. Scared to death, hiding from my family, having a shit ton of fun with magic. 

A few years ago, I went to a con that was, at the time, to be Mark Shepard’s final Creation Con, and it had been announced he was leaving the show too. When I went for my op with him, I hugged him and said “We are going to miss you so much. You’’ll always be My King.” And I meant it. I loved Crowley. Crowley was mischief but he cared for the Winchesters, he really did. And I miss that man. 

Chuck, Chuck, Chuck. You little bastard. You adorable psycho. I’m not supposed to love Chuck, but I do. He can just live in my hoodie pocket along with my chapstick and I’ll cuddle him all day and beg him not to destroy planets anymore. Oh, Chuck…

[potionofinstantdamage]

I'm late but op can u indulge me rn please,,, because honestly I really thought there was no way I could love ur art more after watching the viva la vida animatic but I always kept a sparkle of hope because every time you posted any piece of your art it always moved me so easily!! Something something I'm insane over rendoc but specially about how you characterize both of them. I don't think there was any interpretation of minecraft characters I loved more than yours so when I found u through that animatic,,, let me tell u I WAS IN ECSTASY. And still, sTILL u overwhelmingly made me even more insane with the new plagues animatic bc SURELY U KNOW THAT SHIT FUCKS LIKE REAL HARD YEAH? It's so crazy how well you do story telling with your pieces, how you're so good at characterization of both the characters and the hermitcraft world, HOW UR MUSIC TASTE IS IMPECCABLE AS WELL? this ask is too dramatic for my own good but im sending either way bc im so not normal about your art and the way you speak of rendoc and just EVERYTHING really. It makes me want to genuinely scream at the entire world to look at your art, you obviously watch ren specially a lot to truly paint ren's character so closely to what he seems to try to make him!! I honestly think they would adore it, I sure do :( sorry for the rant, you're just really talented and skilled and I feel like screaming in the tags is never enough so here is a piece of my heart for you. Keep up the good work, you're so cool hehe ❤️

HOLY HELL THANK YOU THIS IS UNSPEAKABLY SWEET OF YOU TO SAY!!!! anon i am stapling this ask to the fridge of my heart

[sixeyesgojo]

Gojo with a father in law like Claude from wmmap hcs pls? Let's go all in and make daddy op as fuck and hotter

Omg, anon, I think we talked past one another 😭😭 I thought you wanted a fullblown oneshot and meanwhile you only wanted hcs? I feel bad for miscommunicating now 😭😭

Anyway, a little note for everyone (which I have added to my nav now):

Currently, normal requests are closed.

Requests for my 400 follower milestone thing are open.

Headcanon requests or any kinds of ask (like, asking random stuff or telling me about something) are always open.

That being said and without further ado, let's embark on this journey!

I did change father-in-law to soon-to-be father-in-law because... wouldn't it be weird if Gojo didn't know his s/o's parent?

Summary: Gojo with a future father-in-law who looks very young for his age, is extremely good-looking, is very powerful and a TOP TIER DILF. (inspired by Claude de Alger Obelia)

You and Gojo have been dating for quite some time, about a year and several months.

Some people might argue that getting married after dating for 'only so long' would be too early

but Satoru knows he wants to spend his life with you already;

you have suffered enough because of his hectic schedule and almost never-ending absence, yet graced him with love and affection everytime he came home

So he plans to ask that question soon

Yes, he has prepared everything already, carefully planned it out

He also ordered the ring already; naturally, it's a custom-made one because he won't let you have anything less than perfect

So Satoru is on his way to pick up the ring at the jeweler's

He has time because you're out with a friend (?) anyway

You just said you'd go out with someone and he didn't bother asking with who

Anyway, he's in town and he spots you

He wants to surprise you and say hello... but who is that? The man linking arms with you? The one that makes you laugh so heartily?

"Noooo, DADDY! That would be soooo mean!" you laugh.

Daddy? But that was your nickname for Satoru-

For a moment, his trust falters and Satoru feels a sting in his chest

You wouldn't cheat on him right?

Nooooooooooooo BUT WHO IS THAT YOUNG AND GOOD-LOOKING MAN, TOUCHING YOU SO CASUALLY???

Haha... jk... unless it's true-

Satoru follows the two of you around, in stealth

He notices different things about the dude who's with you: That bastard also has blue eyes that seem to sparkle in any light... light-colored hair... and an immense presence of cursed energy that doesn't quite feel like cursed energy. Satoru feels slightly intimidated by being overpowered but he would never admit it.

So that was your type?! Like Satoru himself but with more time on his hands and probably even stronger! Horrible!! A love rival for sure.

Satoru's blue eyes spy the two of you going into some kind of café

DID YOU JUST KISS HIS CHEEK AFTER ORDERING? GASP.

Several cracks have stretched across Satoru's heart.

He returns home with the velvety box semi-carelessly tossed into the drawer next to the bed

Wasn't that enough evidence already? Still, he decides to text you. Benefit of the doubt.

Toru: Babeee, when are you home? Miss ya.

You: Idk yet, I'm at some place right now

Toru: Some place?

✔ Read 4:49 PM

You: Oh yeah, sorry, we were ordering some food and stuff hehe

By the way, you'll meet him later!! Be prepared!

Toru: Meet who? WHO IS IT???

✔ Read 5:46 PM

MEET HIM??? THE DUDE?? Hell no. Why would you or he want that?!

We're gonna fast forward because we don't wanna watch Satoru anxiously doing... stuff for an hour straight 👀

They meet.

"So this is the man my daughter gave her heart to? Not... what I expected... I get a playboy vibe but I'll respect my daughter's choice, I suppose," the man, who is watching Satoru with blazing blue eyes, comments

Wait wha-

DAUGHTER??

"Toruuuuu, meet my Daddy!" - now it all makes sense. It was not a nickname but a title 💀💀

This man, with the humonguous amount of cursed energy, is your FATHER?

For the first time in a while, the mighty Gojo Satoru is rendered speechless

The meeting is very awkward to say the least and Satoru is sure your father does NOT have a good 'first' impression of him

After saying goodbye to your dad, Satoru confronts you and confesses his deeds, how he saw you and how his trust faltered for a moment

You reassure him you'd never leave him but you can't help but laugh

Satoru's pout prompts you to peck his lips, it had to be done

It's safe to say that Satoru would spend a looooooot of time to get into your dad's good graces because Daddy's princess deserves the best and only the best

[binniesthighs]

what you heard | reader x changjin

a/n: hi. its missing changjin hours also now I am addicted to poly r/ship fics so here is what my brain came up with hehe (pic creds to OPs!) 

what you heard | reader x changjin 

Pairing: self insert, hwang hyunjin x gender neutral reader x seo changbin 

Genre: smut w/ fluffy tones 

Tags: poly r/ship, comfort fic, outdoors sex, friends to lovers, discovery of feelings, idiots in love, with a lil bit of comedy, college au, teehee switch!changbin, switch!hyunjin, switch!reader, they’re all kinda fighting for dominance muhaha (its those bestie vibes ahaha), bratty behavior on all sides, jinnie kinda flips a switch when he gets in the mood (hehe pun intended), spitroasing (r), unprotected sex (stay safe!), sex under the stars hehe, penetration and fingering (r), oral (r & m), face fucking, cumshot, cum eating, that good, good makin’ out, soft and intimate body touching hell yeah, fluffy ending

Word count: 6.8k 

Recommended listening: what you heard by Sonder 

If there was something that you and your two bestfriends were the best at, it was getting your heart broken. 

Hopeless romantics you all were, in one way or another. In fact, it would take even more than your set of three hands to count the number of times that the three of you had come over with a broken heart, seeking ice cream, hugs, or plates to break. 

Changbin was the kind to fall in love slowly, but when he did, it consumed him, and everything that he was. He would become convinced that there was no one better for him in the whole world. He would spend sleepless night writing songs and poetry about those who would occupy his mind. Changbin would write love letter after love letter to never send them, or to have them crinkled into papery balls, and slam-dunked into his waste bin. He would often joke that he was ready to love someone, but he just didn’t quite know how to. Under it all, you and Hyunjin knew that he must’ve been scared if they didn’t love him back. 

Hyunjin fell in love with people at the drop of a hat. It was his “fatal flaw” as he liked to to joke about too. The gorgeous blond man would fall in love over hearts scribbled on coffee cups, smiles in passing, and compliments on days when he had caught the bus late. This man was the kind to sing love songs loudly in the shower no matter who heard him, and would often have a new crush by the week. Unlike Changbin, he had no fear when it came to confessing, but had even worse luck getting someone to take his words seriously. Hyunjin had too much love to give, and never received enough back. 

You, on the other hand, delayed love for as long as you could, no matter how much that you would dream of it. Love came to you in the forms of movies and books, fictional characters and song lyrics. You wrote about the love you had to give in countless journals and on the back of sticky-notes that had been used on the front-side. Love was more of an abstract concept to you. It was never something that you could touch but rather dream about. However, while this wasn’t the worst way to view it all, you still thirsted for something more. A hand to hold, a warm body to tangle up in the sheets with you. 

On this day in particular, you and your friends had gathered for a meeting: your “Unofficial Lonely Hearts Club” as you called it. You couldn’t recall who had called the meeting after the long week that you had, but it was likely what each of you had needed. 

These nights would often start the same: the three of you shoved into Changbin’s pickup, windows down, night air in your lungs, some song on the stereo that Changbin had been into these days. The three of you lived in the typical college city nestled into the side of some mountainside--a stark contrast to where you had come from before. It was the kind of place where people went to forget about who they were before to become new people. For some reason, some crazy fraction of the people who moved there, never left. 

First chance you got, you would move the hell out of there: a place full of so much heartbreak and disappointment…who could dare to stay? 

Hyunjin stuck his hand out the window, making little waves with his palm in the wind. You wondered what he had been thinking of that night; if he was sad or if he was happy. After knowing him for nearly four years now, you knew there was nothing in the world that he deserved more than to feel all the warmth that he had conveyed to others. It was a crime that he never got it back. 

Changbin’s free arm held to the handle above the car door frame, and he flexed and relaxed his muscles as he hung his fingers there. You too wondered what thoughts floated on his mind: if he was making up lyrics or if he was putting together some grad story or gesture only for it to never see the light of day. He too deserved all the love the world could offer. 

Changbin’s car sped up the dirt road to the lookout spot where kids would go to get drunk, high, or possibly both. It was a dreary and empty Wednesday evening, and secretly you hoped that no other rambunctious students would be there to shatter bottles on the craggy rocks. His headlights lit the path ahead, and the car bounced on the rough road with dusty orange rocks. The higher you got to the mountainside, the more static-y the stereo would buzz until soon all that was left were broken lyrics. 

There was one spot you liked particularly: it was a ledge that would jut out horizontally, giving a clear view to the whole of the land below: you would see the white lights from the nearby hospital, and the stadium lights from that god-awful football stadium that had sucked up your student loans. Further, you could see river on the edge of the city-line, and how it would ripple in dark blue sparkles under the moonlight. 

Your two best friends would grab the blankets that were habitually kept in the backseat made of scratchy wool, but this only made them warmer. Changbin also kept a couple camping lamps in his car to light up the dark space of his cargo bed. The weight of your bodies would shake the space and make the car bounce a bit on its wheels when the three of you would cuddle up between eachother to take in the scene. 

On nights like tonight, neither of you would say much, but just look out and feel it all. There was a kind of beauty in the simplicity of the way that everything seemed so still up there, or how time had appeared to stop somewhat. If you were lucky, you could hear the hoot of an owl, or some other critter rustling in the bushes. 

Hyunjin was always the one to sit in the middle, and he would take turns resting his head upon your shoulder or Changbin’s sighing deeply into how they would rise and fall. You hugged your knees to yourself and wondered how many more times you would come up here with them, or if after graduation, it would happen at all. It was painful to consider, but you even wondered if they would be in your life at all after everything ended. 

“I’m sick of being lonely.” Hyunjin said into the cold air. He shifted, looking both you and your other friend in the eyes. “Its depressing and exhausting.” 

“What are you talking bout ‘Jin?” Changbin threw his hoodie over his head.

“I mean moping about people who don’t ever feel the same...feeling sad when it doesn’t go my way...I’m sick of it!! I just wanna like, give up!! Would it be so hard for me to just like, stop feeling??” 

“Oh Jinnie...don’t be ridiculous. You can’t just stop falling in love with people. It’s impossible. Not just for you but...” You exhaled out, “...for all of us.” 

“Yeeeah, I don’t think that you have much control over that.” Changbin agreed. 

“No, seriously!! It’s shit!!” 

You wrapped your arms around him lovingly, nuzzling into his shoulder to sooth him, “I know, I know.” 

“Aren’t you guys sick of it?? The three of us must be cursed or something.” 

Changbin laughed out his little trademark chuckle and ruffled up his friends blond locks. “You’re being dramatic again Hyunjin. It’s not that bad.” 

“Psh! Says you who hasn’t gone on a date in months!” 

“Hey!!” 

You flicked both of your friends on the sides of their heads. “Cut it out, will you? We came up here to relax and forget all that stuff, remember?” 

Hyunjin gave out a sign in his exasperation, turning to fiddle with his little Bluetooth speaker that had definitely seen better days. The last crickets of the season chirped in the early fall air, and the little device booted up with the tiny ringtone that you knew well. 

“Anything we want to listen to in particular?” 

“Whatever you feel like Jinnie.” 

The little blue-white light of his phone illuminated his face, and Hyunjin picked a song that you had likely heard dozens of times before. It was from that artist that he had adored to bits, but only really listened to when he was feeling down. 

“Oh Jinnie.” You hushed, then wrapped your arm around his wide shoulder. “No one deserves you.” 

Changbin let his head fall on the other boy’s shoulder too. When the three of you were close like this with your body heat shared between you, it was cozier than anything imaginable. While you and your two friends weren’t the most touchy of people, there were still times when you could huddle up, and it was no secret that it felt safer than anything. 

Hyunjin chuckled a bit, causing his shoulders to shake. “You know what they say in those movies about people who can’t find love after long?” 

“What’s that?” 

“They say, “By the time that we turn thirty, if neither of us have found love, lets just marry eachother.”” 

Changbin scoffed, “And you’re bringing this up why?” 

“Well, I guess it wouldn’t be the most ridiculous idea if the three of us decided to do that, right? Seeing how the current trend is going?” 

You exchanged adoring and teasing glances with Changbin over your adorably naïve friend. 

“I think you’re missing something out of that equation Jin.” 

His doe-eyes widened, “What’s that?” 

“In all of those movies, it was usually two people who made that promise.” 

“Two people, three people, what does it matter? As of right now, its looking like the only people that we’ve got is eachother.” 

Hyunjin stretched out his hands into his sweater paws and made a little squeak when he cracked his back. 

“What do you say?”

“Hm.” Changbin cleared his throat, “So you’re being serious?” 

“What’s so crazy about it?” Convinced as ever, he counted out the points on his fingers, “We could all live together like we’ve always talked about, we’ll never be lonely and have someone to do things with, we don’t have to be second guessing ever, waiting for someone to call us back...we all already know eachother really well so there will be no surprises...” 

“Oh, so you are being serious about it then?” You ruffled his hair up a bit, just to get a rise out of him like it usually would. 

“I mean...it’s not like it would be hard...right?” 

Changbin sucked at his teeth, “Mm. I guess not.” 

“But isn’t a marriage supposed to be like, having kids, being in love, being...partners?” You added. 

Hyunjin stammered with frantic hands, “W-well, we don’t have to do everything!! Marriage is so conventional these days, we don’t have to follow all the rules, especially since there will be the three of us anyway.” 

Changbin sighed, casting his head up to the ocean-blue sky dotted with silvery constellations and the red blinking lights of airplanes overhead. 

“You’re still forgetting something Jinnie.” 

The blond tiled his head. 

“The part about being in love?” 

The tallest boy shied his hair behind his ear, then tucked his chin into one of the blankets. 

“I mean...I know that I love you guys. I wouldn’t mind spending the time...” 

Your chest buzzed with warmth hearing your friend say it for the first time. It previously had been somewhat of an unspoken phrase between the three of you, but now that he had said it out loud, it felt even more real. 

“Awww, I love you too Jinnie.” 

Changbin scoffed once more and picked with the fraying ends of the blanket. “I guess I do too.” 

The cargo bed grew silent while the three of you chewed on the idea. The longer you thought about it, it started to make sense bit by bit. After all, through all the confusion and the broken hearts, ice cream and broken plates, your little group understood each other better than most. When there were tears to dry, each of you knew exactly what to do. You had loved them all along, you always had. 

“I really love you guys...I think.” Hyunjin finally said, and linked his arms with yours and the other man’s. 

“What are you doing getting all cheesy for, huh?” Changbin nudged him with a smirk. 

“I don’t know, I guess I just never really thought about it like that before.” 

“Like what?” 

“Out of all the people that I’ve “loved” I don’t think that I’ve ever loved them like I have with you both.” 

“What do you mean?” Under the swath of blankets, your knee nudged against his, and he jumped a bit from the feeling. 

Both you and Changbin looked at him attentively and how his lip quivered, and soft eyes glistened from the glow of the lanterns. 

“M-maybe all along...I’ve been in love with you?” 

“Like, in love, in love?” 

“I don’t know...maybe?” He rubbed his eyes like he would’ve had they been lured with sleep. “Maybe I’m just, making things up...I don’t know. It’s getting late.” He laughed out with a tentative breath, “I’m saying things that don’t make sense.”  

Changbin looked out at the stretch of city lights as if he was contemplating the idea himself. 

“I guess that it wouldn’t be impossible.” He said blankly. 

“What!?” You tried to look at both of your best friends as seriously as you could. While your heart started racing, it was as if it was against your will. 

“It’s kinda funny,” Changbin began, “The three of us always complain about how love never really comes our way when we’ve already got it...right here.” 

Logically speaking, it made sense. You and your two best friends really did know eachother better than anyone else ever had. When you had met as scared little 1st years without a clue in the world how to be your own people. You had figured it all out together. The ways that you had showed love to each other had been a bit different--but it was still all the same. If you were to have not met them all those years ago, your life would’ve been drastically different. You couldn’t even picture it. 

Perhaps in all of your little rambles in journals and daydreams, was what you were looking for...them?

“Maybe we were just looking in the wrong place?” You offered, and both of them shrugged. 

“It’s possible.” Hyunjin pulled both of your arms closer to him, and rubbed his cheek into the top of your head, then Changbin’s dark curls. He giggled out, tackling the two of you to lay flat on the cargo bed. It crinkled with a plastic sounding thud, then he wrapped his legs up in both of yours the best that he could. 

Under his arm, you choked a little from his tight grasp, but you eventually let yourself mold into the curves of his body and soak up his warmth. The scratchy wool tickled at your cold fingers, and you soon felt Changbin’s hand come searching for you under the blanket too. It was a bit startling at first, but he reached out to hold your arm, then rubbed small circles into it with his thumb where you rested them on Hyunjin’s chest. 

It was as if he was a bit delirious, but Hyunjin chortled with laugher until he had lost his breath, and his lyrical sounding voice bounced off the cavern of the mountain and echoed up into space. 

“Why do I...weirdly...kinda...wanna make out with you guys right now?” 

Changbin pinched his friend with a teasing grin, “You mean it?” 

Hyunjin pouted with his plush pink lips, “I thought we all just agreed that we were in love with eachother??” 

“Jinnie...” You settled your head into the crook of his neck, right by his collarbones. 

“Damn. Glad I’m not the only one.” Changbin bit a smirk into his lip, then propped himself up on his forearm to gain better ground on you and the other man. 

Your fluttering heart beat it’s way up your throat and into your ears, and your two friends looked at you expectantly. 

“O-outside? Right now?” 

“Yeah, I guess. Why not?” Changbin traced his thumb and index under Hyunjin’s smooth jaw. 

“Aha! So you admit that you want to too!!” Hyunjin beamed and tugged at the sleeves of your own hoodie. 

“I-I didn’t say that...” 

Hyunjin leaned over on his side to face you. “Y/n, how about lets make a deal. We try it out, see how it feels, if it feels weird, we stop and pretend it never happened?” 

“I don’t know Jinnie...this seems pretty friendship ending to me.”

“Isn’t that the point?” Changbin said with a sly grin. 

The tallest boy pleaded to you with nearly needy eyes. “I think that it would feel nice? Besides...none of us have really...felt that...in a while.” 

Changbin’s creeping hands came surveying over Hyunjin’s deep green pullover, and the other boy shivered out a little feeling the touch. 

Hyunjin’s own curious hands reached out to hold both sides of your face gingerly with pink fingertips. 

“I know that I’d like to kiss you...if you’ll let me?” 

Both of your friends waited for you as you took turns checking with both of them. The whole prospect was unimaginable, but now...with both of them in front of you, both more real than anything you could have ever thought up, it started to make all the sense in the world. 

“What do you say?” Hyunjin asked with a dreamy air. It was chilly on that early fall evening, so he tucked up the blankets even higher. It was a simple gesture, but still held multitudes of his care. 

“It doesn’t hurt to try...” 

You felt your face pulled closer to his, and all at once his warmth flooded your lips. It was a strange feeling your friend’s lips on yours like this, but while it was new, it was comfortable. Your friend relaxed himself over you, smiling with the corners of his mouth, and slowly sucking at your lower lip like he didn’t want to startle you with anything too fast. His glossy lips stuck with his favored strawberry flavored Chapstick, and you only wanted to taste more. He hummed with a little happy sound, and his larger hands nearly covered your whole face where he helped tilt your head a little so that he could gift deeper kisses to it. 

Beside him, Changbin shook with a sigh watching the two of you, a different kind of passion growing within him seeing the two of the people that he loved most do something like this. He was a bit unsure at first, but he tucked back his friend’s blonde edges to free the skin of his neck, then sucked little kisses there too. He to was careful, and didn’t want to leave marks, but rather feel the way that Hyunjin’s skin dotted with goosebumps from the feeling and then let kitten-sounding whimpers go from the pressure on his neck. 

While the night itself was nearly too cold to bear, the three of your bodies heated instantly, and you nearly felt as if the sweater that kept you warm was even too much. Hyunjin parted his lips slightly to enter your mouth with his tongue, and it was a feeling so indulgent that you tried to hide from your friend how good he could make you feel out of your own embarrassment. 

Your name slithered from his lips to yours, and you tucked your hands under his sweater, finding Changbin’s hands there too on the other boy’s bare skin. Hyunjin flinched from feeling both sets of hands on his muscles. His abs flared from the attention, and he accidentally bit into your lip feeling the cold pads of fingers on him. 

Now that you had one taste of him your body could only crave more. 

Changbin tilted Hyunjin’s gasping and swollen lips to his own where he took his own turn gifting the other boy his affection. Hyunjin pressed his whole chest into the other man in an attempt to get closer and Changbin’s hands splayed across his back to hold him tightly. The two of them giggled a bit as they roughly worked their way around each other’s mouths. Changbin, a little smaller in the other man’s wide and long arms appeared to swim in him, and the two of them melted between the thick fabric of their clothes. 

Once more your hands went journeying up Hyunjin’s shirt, and you ran your fingers over every curve and twist of his back: from the little dimples above his hips, his ribs, his sweeping shoulder blades and each swelling bit of fleshy dorsal muscle you could get your hands on. You had never realized how curious you had been for him in this way, but it delighted you to feel him this close. 

Legs became anxious under the wool blankets, and tangled up with little regard for personal space, and hips writhed asking for attention that had been kept for them for far too long. 

Changbin moved down Hyunjin’s jaw to give him more kisses to his tender neck, sucking harder this time to imprint little purple marks. You had never taken Changbin to be one to do so, but something told you that he was one to take pride in those that he loved, and wanted them to be his only. 

“B-Bin...” Hyunjin’s voice wavered, no longer loud enough to bounce off the rocks surrounding you. 

From the way that Changbin kissed the other boy, you instantly craved for him to do the same for you. Across the width of your gorgeous blond friend, you tossed around Changbin’s dark and curly strands, and soaked up his warmth to your hand cracking from the cold. 

You called out for him too, and found your hips grinding into Hyunjin’s back, becoming more impatient by the moment. The way that both of them touched you, and each other was...different. There was no fear, no heartbreak, no uncertainty or loneliness. When you thought of it later, it was if the three of you could actually heal from it all for the first time. 

Changbin’s eyes softened hearing you beg for him, and he helped you slide closer to him. 

“Hm. You’re so cute.” He muttered before filling your mouth with his own kisses. Changbin appeared to channel everything that he had in him to give to you--it was no surprise considering the romantic that he was. He was attentive and slow; rough at first, but then melting into something much more infatuating. Hyunjin took his turn swiping his hands up and down your thighs, kneading into the skin, and then tucking up your sweater. He shimmied down your body, pressing soft lips into your belly to make you tremble from the pleasant gesture. He made his way up higher, up to your chest where he exposed even more skin to the cold, but was sure to make up for it by keeping the blankets close. 

Changbin swiped his thumb over both of your lips, smiling as he did so. 

“Have I ever told you that you’re really breathtaking?” He said with a tone so sultry it was a bit laughable. 

“I don’t think so?” 

He too took a greedy hand down your chest where Hyunjin nipped lightly, admiring the way that you had looked under the moonlight. He brought his fingers back to your lips, giving you a tiny and accidental taste of his fingertips, then promptly resumed the kisses that you had asked for. 

Hyunjin worked his way back up your body, stopping at last to lap lightly into your neck with tiny fleeting love bites and delighted in the way that he could see them fade onto your skin--almost like you and him were a matching set now.

Changbin broke his lips from yours, creating a tiny wet sound with a thin string of his saliva on your your bottom lip.

Hyunjin played with the elastic of your sweatpants, gasping out a bit once he saw your legs rub together in the absence of friction. His eyes wandered slowly to his other friend who had grinded his hips down into the cargo bed with a quivering length.

“Are we about to do what I think we are?” He asked, both thrilled and shocked.  

“Seems like it.” Changbin said simply after going to caress the other man’s cheek.

“Damn. I was not expecting this night to go like this.” Your voice shook, either from anticipation, or from the cold--you couldn’t quite tell.

“Me neither...but I’m not mad about it.”

“Friendship offically ruined?” Hyunjin said with a mischievous little smile.

The breeze blew through, wrapped up in the smell of the crisp mountain air. Hyunjin’s little speaker played on with his songs that you still knew the names of. There wasn’t too much light, just the glow from the inside of Changbin’s car and his lanterns, but it was just enough to take in your friends fully--the ones that you had cared for so much, you didn’t even known how much you had. While you would’ve been worried about getting caught on that Wednesday night, this mattered little.

“I’d say so.” You answered, and it was exactly what they had wanted to hear.

The three of you opted to keep your tops on to fight off the elements, but under the covers, you each jiggled off pairs of joggers, jeans and sweatpants. The car bounced once more as the three of you readjusted. As soon as bare legs intertwined and the thin fabric of undergarments got thrown into the mix, you each got louder and more desperate for wandering touches that could quell your desires.

With twisted and oversized socks, Hyunjin straddled both sides of Changbin’s head, letting the other man palm the outline of his dick and squeeze at it harshly until he shivered over the smaller man’s frame.

“Damn Jin...” Changbin groaned seeing the other’s length. “You’ve been packing and didn’t feel like sharing?”

“S-shut up.” Hyunjin whined as the other teased him.

You worked bite after bite down Changbin’s torso, sucking lightly, then harder. After long, you found that it tickled him a little--this knowledge you would save for another time.

He wore baggy boxers which hid the full girth of his dick that swelled with his erection that bopped and only appeared to grow larger once you and released him. Thick veins wrapped around his length, and his tip flared where you grabbed him into your palm.

“I could say the same to you, Bin.” You teased your friend.

Hyunjin turned to see for himself, laughing out, seeing the way that it looked in your smaller hand.

“Bin, what the fuck?”

“...Intimidated are you?”

The other boy tossed his head back, hair getting caught in his hoodie. “No...”

Changbin snapped the elastic to Hyunjin’s briefs just because he liked the sound, then pulled the other’s member out to pump at the considerable length with his fist. The blonde boy choked out a gasp at the strong grip, and Changbin dug his fingers around the other’s waist to bring in him closer.

“What me to suck this pretty dick of yours?”

“Do I even need to answer that question?” Hyunjin snarked.

Further down, you worked your own hand around Changbin’s cock which you had lathered at first with your spit. Obscene sounds of the liquid cupped in your hand, then you worked your mouth down to his gloriously thick thighs. Something overtook you then, and all you wanted to to was ravage them, make them all yours, mark them as yours, and make the quiver all because of you.

Your fingernails dug into the fleshy and squishy skin, and Changbin moaned out forcefully feeling the sting.

“Feels good?” You asked with a wicked grin, then returned to sucking bruises into the inner parts of his thighs.

“You’re gonna...gonna distract me.” He sighed out, still jerking the other boy away.

Hyunjin swiped away the other man’s curly bangs so he could see him fully. He guided his length over Changbin’s mouth, teeth clenched with a tight exhale once he felt the warmth of the other’s tongue lapping up the sides of his shaft.

Your teasing was enough, and you finally granted your friend what he wanted. With a girth as wide as he had, it was somewhat of a challenge, but a challenge that you gleefully expected. He had puffed up your cheeks fully, and you could barely take in half is length without it testing the back of your throat. Still, you focused your breath coming out of your nose, and swallowed him down deeper. Your eyes wetted from the simulation to your gag reflex, but you held on for as long as you could. At last, your wish was granted, and his marked up thighs shook just for you.

“Bin...fuck.” The blond shuddered upon coaxing himself fully into his friend’s mouth. He moaned out sinfully feeling the twist of the other man’s tongue.

To give yourself a moment’s pause, you stopped, gasping over your friend’s slit, teasing your tongue around his head, dipping down to the place where he dripped with beads of precum.

Changbin laughed out breathily, swearing easily and calling out your name too with a rasp to his tone. “S-shit...”

“Getting too distracted?” Hyunjin purred, seeing the other man made a wreck by you. “What about me?”

“S-sorry.” Changbin admitted, wetting his lips and taking back Hyunjin’s cock into his hollowed cheeks.

As you swallowed around him, your friend rutted his hips just slightly, his lust overtaking him.

“Oh fuck, just like that, mm--” Hyunjin cooed, getting lost in his own ecstasy with head thrown back, and his sweater paws melting down to Changbin’s quaking chest where he supported himself.

You worked your hand and mouth up and down around the pulsating vein’s of your best friend’s length, lazily letting him feel your flattened tongue, then switching to let him feel the tightness of your throat.

Hyunjin sighed out heavily as looked down at his friend who had taken him so well. It was almost as if he felt cheated from the crappy head that he had been getting in dirty bathrooms and semi-public dressing rooms. It was dangerous in the way that Changbin would stroke him languidly, then let his drool wet his tip.

Further down your hips, the pent up heat from your own sex ached on the cool plastic of the cargo bed, and you grinded your hips down for any simulation you could get. 

The blonde man whimpered out after long, feeling even hazier the longer that Changbin continued on. “Binnie...you’re...feels really--fuck--so, good...”

It was as if the words hand been a trigger for him, but your friend pulled his length for your mouth, panting out like a dog, while also robbing Hyunjin of all feeling.

“Don’t-don’t wanna cum yet...” He laughed out, “I was really fucking close.”

Hyunjin pouted, then turning back and look at you with a bit of your own saliva running down your neck.

“Your turn now.” He nearly whispered, then crawled down the other man’s body to jerk at him lightly.

“Jin! I-I--” He clenched his teeth.

“Lay down, y/n. Is there any way that you want it?”

“A-anything. Anything that you want to do. I-I don’t care.” You begged, falling under his spell.

“Aw. Cute.” He added once he had seen the purple marks on Changbin’s thighs.

You fell back under the two of them, opening yourself up for them to do as they wished. First, Hyunjin crept down your body with as much care as he could--beautiful in the way the he looked close to you like this. 

Hyunjin’s hand cascaded down your chest, then belly, all the way down to your own twitching and wetted sex, and you keened directly into his touch. 

“Wouldn’t you like my fingers? Filling you up...” He asked softly, finally sinking down far enough so that you could feel his words swirl over your exposed arousal, then pressing light kisses into you. “...as deep as you can take it?” 

“Mm-yes.” You squeaked, opening your legs further for him. 

Your other friend settled beside you, tilting your chin nearer to him. Just barely, his lips grazed over you, breathing in your air with his hooded eyes glued to your weakened form under the hands of the other boy. 

“You’re that excited?” Hyunjin mocked, “We’ve barely touched you.” 

“Quit talking and just get to fucking me, got it?” You demanded, mustering all of your strength. 

“Oh-ho! I didn’t take you for one to bite back.”

Changbin bit a proud little smile into your lip, wrapping his arms around you. The blond man then toyed with your entrance, licking his fingers, wetting them, then pushed them slowly into your needy hole. 

“Ahhh, look at that, so fucking tight around my fingers, You want it that bad?” 

His long and lithe digits filled you up where he started to thrust them in and out, using his free hand to push your jolting thighs back. Your right hand traversed it’s way under the blankets which you had readjusted, all the way down to Changbin’s leaking length which still blushed red. You wrapped around him carefully, promising his to lips that you would go easy on him. 

As Hyunjin curled his fingers, the other man then reached down to rub at you fervently, matching the pace at which Hyunjin flicked his wrist. Your hips lurched feeling the combination of each sensation, and you cried out loudly for the two of them--the sound itself bounced off that empty space where the three of you existed, almost as if you were calling out for the whole starry sky to hear you. 

“I-I think that we were really missing out on something...” You joked with an airy breath and both of your friends joined you. 

Changbin’s teeth caught his lip as your hand squeezed and twisted, and you could see with every ounce of restraint that he had, he was holding back. 

“Way to make me want to fuck you sideways, huh?” He said with a little grin, observing the size difference between your hand and his member. 

Your back arched when Hyunjin reached in even deeper, and you dissolved into the pleasure that he brought you--an amazing kind of all-consuming feeling that shattered your will, and sent you mewling out into your other friends mouth. 

“I-I can’t wait anymore,” You begged, clawing right into Hyunjin’s golden trellises. 

Changbin scooched up quickly, taking half of the blankets with him, thankfully giving the other boy a nod when he let him be the one to use your entrance. With his brutish hands, he flipped you to your stomach, and hiked up your hips too, cold fingers holding them in place. Hyunjin kneeled permitting you access to his cock which as softened slightly, so he pumped himself back into place with his eyes holding yours. 

At first, Changbin teased you with his tip, adding pressure to your twitching hole, then guided himself in bit...by bit. 

The blonde tapped his dick to your lips, holding firmly the back of your neck as you took him in and choked out at the way that the other stretched your walls. Changbin grabbed at your ass in handfuls starting slowly, grinding his hips in little circles to simulate you deeper. 

“Hm. Who would have known that your pretty little hole would be so perfect for me? Guess we really were missing out on something.” 

Hyunjin growled lowly feeling his cock slide down to the back of your throat, brows crossed, and the bottom of his hoodie resting just above his hips. 

“Squeeze my leg if it becomes too much, okay? ...I’m gonna fuck your mouth, okay?” 

You nodded best you could, and he started to thrust carefully, every few seconds you would hold his member to drag it against the sides of your cheeks, causing him to huff out loudly at the fleshy bits of your mouth. 

Changbin quickened his pace, doubling over your back as he lost himself in you, grunting out in his rhythm. From both sides, your best friends used you, resorting to something much more feral as they edged themselves closer. From the motions, the car rocked back and fourth like a bed and it’s headboard. 

You too felt the tension build deeply in your core, and it begged with reckless abandon at your dizzy mind that drew itself closer and closer into the feeling of being utterly all theirs. 

In many ways, you guessed that you always had been--while it had been unspoken at the time. Now, having the two of them wholly like this under the silver sheen of the moon, the cold biting at your skin, then furiously met with your heat, you could no longer see them as the two broken souls whom you had bonded with at first. They were now everything, everything that you had wished and hoped for.

Even now that you had become much more to each other, there was nothing that could take away the closeness that you had shared with them. 

“F-fuck--gonna cum--” Changbin announced while he pounded frantically. The other man rolled his hips into your mouth quicker too, seeking the same kind of release. 

“Y/n?” He said with a broken breath, and you muffled out a moan to let him know that you were nearly there too. 

“Oh shit, oh shit--” 

Changbin grunted out, with a bit of panic to his voice, forcefully removed himself from you seconds before he spilled his white seed onto your hole, then sending it dripping down your leg. 

“Oh fuck--s-sorry--” He gasped out, still jerking his cock while he pulsed. 

“Bin!! What the fuck??” Hyunjin yelled out, his words quickly turned into mumbles of nonsense when you took him down as deeply as you could manage without gagging, focusing only on him even though your sex ached feeling so empty.  

When he had come down after a few moments, Changbin took to fucking your walls once more with his thick fingers, not even caring that he had fucked his white warmth back into you at the same time. Meanwhile, he returned to rubbing of your sensitive flesh, trying to replace the feeling he had robbed you of. 

“Cum for me baby, cum for me.” 

On cue, you came in waves, shuddering over Changbin’s fingers slicked with his cum, just as your other friend released down your throat and the warm liquid painted your tongue. 

His blissful moans turned into light chuckles as he milked himself into your mouth, giving you every last drop. Changbin drove you further, overstimulating you to the point where your knees nearly gave out, and you had to beg him to slow. 

After each of your bodies collapsed weakly to the bed of blankets and rejected clothing, you drew the covers back up over yourselves, feeling the cold seep in once more. Both of your friends kissed perfect adoring kisses into your raw lips, tasting the both of themselves on your skin. While your thighs still stuck with your friend’s cum, it didn’t matter as much now that you had huddled up cozily into their arms. 

“Bin, you asshole!!” Hyunjin jested, and flicked the other boy’s forehead. “You fucking finished before you were supposed to!!” 

“What the hell was I supposed to do?? I’d already edged myself enough!!” 

“You could’ve tried!!” 

“Whatever, it felt fucking amazing, don’t blame me.” He added with a smug smirk, “You felt fucking amazing, y/n.” 

“Did it feel good for you too, y/n?” Hyunjin gingerly asked, falling right back to his soft and adorable composure that you knew well. 

“Like Bin said, it was fucking amazing.” 

“So we all agree then? We won’t forget that this happened?”

You gave Hyunjin a little nod to say yes, and your group of three hugged eachother even closer. You hadn’t noticed it, but at some point, Hyunjin’s music had turned off. 

“So, this means that we’re like, a thing now?” Changbin asked, playing with the drawstring to your hoodie. 

You peppered Hyunjin’s forehead with a tiny kiss. “I’d like to be.” 

He nuzzled into the crook of your neck and reached out for Changbin across the expanse. “Me too.” 

~🌹~

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[jokerflecker]

Sparkling Water for everyone!

Sparkling Water : Describe what qualities you look for in a person

OP: I would like them to be kind, understanding, funny and big nerds haha. Also, I have pretty dark humor, so they really need to be okay with that, since I can't always keep that in.

Abbé: Hm, well, they would need to be religious, of course. Also kind and not selfish. I would also prefer if they did not read dirty books. That gets me in trouble quite often, when maidens do that. It would be great if she had an interest in other literature, preferably the bible, amongst the rest. Then we could have vivid conversation and exchange thoughts and dreams.

Arthur: A good sense of humor. I like to laugh together and make my -partner laugh at my jokes. She'd also have to be supportive of my dreams and be willing to come and see my shows, once I've fully developed my career in comedy.

Joker: Be open-minded. I like to experiment in bed and take things to the extreme side, as you lovely ladies might have noticed hehe. So being with someone that does not enjoy these things might not work out. Also, she has to understand that I'm not affectionate and not try to turn me into someone I'm not. This is why I am and the world is just going to have to deal with it.

Commodus: Obedience. I am the authority. Other than that, I'd like someone that is docile, kind, caring. But will also allow me to take care of her, when the situation calls for that. What's that, scribe? I did not pronounce 'Kassandra' wrong, stop that! Do you all see what I have to deal with here?

( To prevent any misunderstandings, I am writing a fic where Commodus is getting closer to his concubines, also starring Kassandra from AC Odyssey as one of these concubines. Check it out if you like!  Thank you for asking, this was fun! ) 

[neosfw]

Hi! ^_^ thank you for sending the ask! I love it so so much ♡ just have to disappoint you a little though, im not oh my sparkle TT some people have mistaken me for the op and i really feel that i should clarify!

But again, i loveee the ask :') is it okay with you if i decide to write something based on it? I'll credit you ofc ♡

(Alsoooo hope to interact more with you ♡)

IM SO SORRY FOR MISTAKING YOU im digging a hole for myself im so sorry !!!!!!!!!!

OMG YOUD EXPAND THAT ASK IM SO HONORED OMG YES YOU CAN ITS THE BEST GIFT ACtually that was a true gift for you so no burdens attached but if YOU WANT TO OMG YESS YOU CANNN ITS ALL YOURS TO WRITE ABOUT

yesyes of course i will stick around lurking your stuff and you tag me or whatever ! id also love to interact more hehe 💓