#i think i’ll just watch a movie i don’t feel like being a motivated member of the education system or capitalism tonight

[sandsucks]

it’s ok if i skip replying to a profs email bc i don’t feel like it right

[luffyvace]

Chrollo Lulcifer x outgoing reader

no gender specified here so i guess you can count it as gn. btw this is separate from my phantom troupe hcs i’m planning on grouping those :)

(for the record I will still do the rest of the poll results just wanted to post some hxh content as I haven’t in a while <3)

enjoy<3

seeing as though your outgoing if you didn’t meet from the troupe you probably came up to him first

but for these headcanons im gonna go with a reader who’s in the troupe

and childhood friends troupe too :)

ngl your special

your just as important to him as pakunoda

and canonly she was dear to him

so when you came up to him all excited about those tapes they were doing

something sparked in him and he wanted to be your friend instantly

back then you had to be careful who you trust

so he didn’t rush in and become best friends with you overnight

but he definitely enjoyed the time he spent with you

you even got a few episodes in the tapes!!

that was the happiest moment of your childhood

back to present 😋

Chrollo doesn’t mind your need to be active and in fact it’s motivating to him to be as well

he takes you out to as many events and outings as you want

although i’ll say he’s more reserved so your doing the talking and he’s doing the nodding and smiling

he doesn’t mind when you have plans with your friends but just make sure to make time for him

it’ll make him feel lonely if your out having fun and he’s just sitting around with the realization that he has no friends

that’s not in the troupe anyway

its like despite being in the troupe you’d still manage to find a somewhat normal life

he kind of envies that

to be able to still have a sort of morals and such

and not be alienated, y’know?

having a sense of self, in a way.

he does suggest more indoor or private dates and activities

and as much as you love him you just would prefer going out and doing something fun

so he finds loop wholes :)

mounting climbing! your still out and about but your alone!

and since your in the troupe he doesn’t worry about falling much

seeing as though you can handle your own

still keeps and eye out for you though

especially if your not the strongest physically

you also put forth effort for more one on one dates

like watching movies in the bed

its perfect for when your sleepy especially

like you have a whole routine of fun yet tiring mini adventures

and then you get to come back and cuddle with your lover 💗

isn’t that sweet?!

your probably a physically affectionate person

you can give him as much affection in private as you want

with just you two, you can kiss on the cheek, lips, forehead, hands, neck, hug him, cuddle, whatever!

in public it’s more so just occasional cheek kisses, holding onto his arm and holding hands

sometimes you turn things into a game or your just really playful

splashing in the supposed to be a romantic bath

hoping on his back and making him give you a piggyback ride on what was supposed to be a romantic walk

he loves you though, so he never says anything about it

it doesn’t really irk him like that anyway

its another one of those

‘it’s you, so it’s endearing’ moments

buys you all kinds of gifts

typical for chrollo headcanons but i just had to mention it

oh did i say buy?

i meant steal

its not like you don’t know or anything

especially since your in the troupe yourself

i will say pda is hands off in front of the troupe

hes the boss, and your boss, and needs to keep up a reputation

he’s cried in front of the troupe before in that one scene

so it’s not really him being afraid to be vulnerable

it’s just that this is business

he needs to focus

not kisses and cuddles right now. okay honey?

he talks over the troupe’s next moves with you before telling the other members

even more so if your highly intelligent or good at planning

alr im gonna end it here<3

it’s a little bit short but i think it’s a decent length🧍‍♀️. anyway i’m gonna work on some more drafts now cyaa! hope you enjoyed💓

[mmesutozill]

Hiiiii. I hope you would still continue your personality traits gifset 😔 what do you think about potentially see more kinn and porsche and the possibility of a s2?

hellooo and thank youu. ugh i have been the worst and haven’t really gone back to ps since i had a phase of making kp gifsets and my kinn personality traits gifset is halfway done and….remains that way. but thank you and i hope i’ll get motivation to finish it soon as well! 😌

with kp s2…boy…i have spoken to a couple of friends about it…and long answer short i honestly don’t know and if it happens it’s not gonna be any time soon and definitely not this year. <pls be warned about the incoming word vomit>

i know a lot of people esp on twitter are hella depressed after the final concerts over the weekend with it seeming like a goodbye to the characters and this chapter in their lives and also cause boc seemed to have maintained from the end of s1 that s2 was intended (with how they ended s1 and what was said unofficially by some cast members and pond). and we have never got any official confirmation whether it is happening or not. so i get that that’s kinda confusing cause i know i did strongly believe s2 was coming but to be really honest idk about that now.

i think it’s primarily got to do with rights issue (with the original novel writers leaving daemi house and us not knowing what rights boc has over the story and characters). I don’t think boc will (and should) adapt a s2 unless they’re able to take liberties with the storytelling just cause the source material is truly a hot mess. but with the original writers gone i don’t know what kinda tricky situation boc would have to deal with with respect to that. and also throw in the whole build scandal and i don’t think they wanna touch on kp again with the scandal so recent and social media would turn into a war zone with whatever they choose to do with pete whether it’s to recast or write him off. so they may wanna stay away from kp and by extension the scandal or anything build related until things calm down. and to a lesser extent I think crew availability and possibly funding could be possible reasons. i did initially feel like the 2023 projects were also green lit first to give visibility to the main pairings of kp and keep interest while a s2 is being written. and also the profits from the shows to help fund s2 without them having to rely on mile money.

i wish we had more clarity on what’s going on and where they stand with it. it does seem like they don’t wanna commit and say it’s not gonna happen but at the same time they also don’t wanna commit and confirm it is. so it’s hard to straddle in the middle and sort of string fans along. personally, I think when and if s2 drops, i’ll rejoice at that and tune in to watch. but i don’t think we should have too much hope on it but just focus on what projects the actors are gonna be focusing on next. just cause there is a possibility it may never happen. which sucks. but it is what it is and im sure it’s as hard to swallow for boc as it is for us. ideally, i would have hoped for them to definitively wrap if it’s really done and have a grand send off to the characters and maybe even a special ep as a love letter to the characters. but i do think leading up this weekend some people suspected it was over and this was it, and some people still had hope. i am just gonna look forward to the trailers of their upcoming projects and i will very likely check out the mileapo movie in theatres when it drops. but as for everything else, we just gotta wait and see im afraid 💕

[maoam]

WHY HINATA IS NOT A GOOD CHARACTER

INTRODUCTION

I wanted to take a deeper look at Hinata’s character, considering there are a lot of claims about her out there, that she’s strong, that she’s kind, that she’s complex and relatable, that she’s the perfect woman and that she’s at least better than Sakura. I don’t really think so, and I’ll explain why. I’ll be focusing on canon, so no fillers or novels will be included in this post. I’ll say this as a warning, if you’re a fan of her character this probably won’t be something you’ll like. This will be tagged with the anti tags and put under read more so please do not complain if tumblr somehow puts this in the normal tags, it is not intentional. Also Sakura stans please don’t write lengthy comments about Sakura under this, I’m not a fan of her either and I’ll write about her later. Make your own post instead.

”HINATA IS STRONG AND THE BEST KUNOICHI”

Hinata is generally really bad as a shinobi and I’m not sure where the claims that she is strong come from. Hinata's entire character revolves around her being weak. This could have been fine if she actually developed, or if she found some other area for herself, yet she's mediocre at best and a waste of panels at worst, because she never becomes good or strong at anything. She’s not only physically weak from start to finish, but she’s also the equivalent of a damsel in distress. Everytime Hinata attempts to do something, she ends up failing, getting beaten up and having to be saved. She lost to her sister who is five years younger than her, which is what marked her as a failure in her clan. She tried to fight Neji in the chunin exams and ended up coughing up blood and losing her consciousness, and Naruto had to beat Neji for her. After Kabuto heals her fully, she spends the rest of part 1 either sleeping or missing in action. Very underwhelming.

If this had been only the beginning, it would have maybe been fine, but it’s a reoccuring pattern with her character. She throws herself in front of Pain, managing to do nothing but get one-paneled and almost killed. Even at the start of the war she had to be saved by Naruto. She tried to run to Naruto and tripped over a rock. Actually, she’s so weak she got Neji killed, when he had to jump in front of her so she wouldn’t get impaled. Why is she even in the front lines when she can’t fight? Even in Naruto the Last movie she had to be saved multiple times. In Boruto the movie she is still useless and reckless, leaving her daughter’s side to help Naruto, ending up defeated and having to be healed by Sakura once again.

I can’t say she’s mentally strong either. She has the personality of someone who hates conflict and tries to avoid it as best as they can, to the point of agreeing with others on everything, as Neji pointed out. Even without him saying it out loud, most of Hinata’s moments that aren’t her thinking about Naruto are her doing exactly this. This is not the personality of someone who is strong mentally. It’s the personality of someone who is too weak to have their own mind, someone who will go with the flow and is easily led and convinced. It can be dangerous the more you think about it. Hinata is also the bystander who never stands up for Naruto despite liking and admiring him. If she’s a compassionate girl, why isn’t she showing this by reaching out to Naruto and befriending him? Why doesn’t she show he’s not alone? Why is she only drawing inspiration from him? I don’t normally watch fillers, but there was one filler scene unrelated to Hinata where this girl says if you only look at the loser and do nothing, you aren’t much better than the oppressors, which probably wasn’t meant to be a call out for Hinata, but ended up being so anyway. Another thing that’s annoying is how she is berating herself often, yet doing nothing, it comes off as self-pity. Even in the Last movie, she is talking about how she must be a bad sister for knitting a scarf when her sister is in danger. Then why are you doing it and not stopping? Of course everytime this happens Naruto must cheer her up because she just can’t stop moping around and doing something herself.

Aside from all this, from the very beginning Hinata’s honor needed to be defended by Naruto because she couldn’t stand up for herself. Of course, after Naruto’s words she did stood up for a moment, and that was good, but it should have been a wake up call which altered her course. Instead, she kept doing the same she always did. If we take the Last movie into consideration, she’s still not strong enough to do anything even about her crush on Naruto. She needs genjutsu and Sakura to do the work for her. So even when it comes to the only thing she cares about 90 % of the time, which is Naruto-kun, she can’t do anything about it. That’s really sad.

”HINATA IS KIND AND SELFLESS”

There’s one mistake I see people make often, and that’s assuming characters that are quiet and shy are automatically kind. I wouldn’t say Hinata is as kind as the fandom makes her out to be. She simply comes off that way because you don’t really see her have her own opinions or disagree with the other characters. Hinata’s shyness on the other hand is most of the time a fetishized quirk to appeal to certain subset of fans. Her shyness doesn’t stop her from taking exams or hanging around Shino and Kiba, or talking to characters other than Naruto. She also has enough attitude to rub Neji’s status as a house slave in his face during their match, but because she stutters Naruto-kun every five minutes she’s supposedly kind. Kindness is shown through actions, not through standing around and stuttering. For comparison, we see Ino befriend an unpopular kid like Sakura, and give her confidence. That’s an act of kindness. Did Hinata ever cared about helping the branch members in any way? No.

She's supposedly "kind" but like I mentioned before she never shows this kindness by standing up for Naruto, or reaching out to him. She simply stares at him behind a tree and draws inspiration from his suffering. The only time she can actually stand up is to selfishly confess her love and die. She even said she felt like being selfish, and like I said she knew there was nothing she could do, she was told she’d only be in the way. She came there only to confess and commit suicide. This actually reminds me of another anime where this female character, after being unable to receive a male character’s love killed herself in front of him and said ”now you’ll never forget me”.

In the end, she cares about nothing but her own hormonal urges. Hinata tried to help Naruto cheat to pass an exam at the risk of disqualifying her whole team. This is the first individual action we see her character take. Did she consider Shino and Kiba during that moment? No, she didn’t even have an inner conflict on whether she should do this, whether it’s right towards her teammates. Even Naruto considers he might get Hinata, Sasuke and Sakura all in trouble if he accepts Hinata’s offer, which is why he doesn’t do it. Then when Hinata wonders if she can cheer for Naruto during his and Kiba’s match, she thinks Kiba might get mad. It’s more about how Kiba views her rather than whether she should cheer for Kiba because they are in the same team and should support each other. During the Pain attack, she left an injured shinobi, who couldn’t move, to go to Naruto, even when said shinobi told her she would only be in Naruto’s way. She didn’t try to save people, she simply wanted to confess and act in front of Naruto. This is about a threat to the entire village, which includes her comrades and her sister and she’s thinking only about her romantic feelings towards a guy she had maybe two conversations with and who barely remembers she exists. How is she better than Sakura? War arc really was the icing on the cake that Hinata’s character is only about Naruto. We should not forget the infamous ”Naruto-kun’s hand is so big… so manly...” is that really the right time to be thirsty? When Neji just died? Shikamaru mentions that he could help out Naruto as a right-hand man and then Hinata thinks “I-I want to be by Naruto-kun’s side too.” Then there��s of course the scene where she starts running to Naruto, leaving her post and teammates, even when Naruto is a mile away and already in the hands of medical ninjas, and even that ends up her pathetically tripping over a rock. Kiba has to remind her to use her byakugan because she is too busy gushing about Naruto. Eventually her only last line is “Naruto-kun”, when everyone is put into IT. It’s like a parody by this point. She doesn’t have any concern for her sister, her father, her teammates, Kurenai or her baby. It’s just “Naruto-kun” like it always is. Even in the Last movie, she is knitting a scarf for Naruto during the mission where they’re supposed to save her sister. Who brings a scarf on a mission? Why is she thinking about her romantic gift to Naruto so much she has to take it with her on a mission which focus is saving her sister? She even looks more devastated when Toneri tores the scarf apart than she ever does for Hanabi’s sake. It’s just silly and selfish.

”HINATA IS A COMPLEX CHARACTER”

Is she complex though? Her development goes from standing behind a tree looking at her crush she never talks to, to committing suicide for feelings that could never be reciprocated, to… waiting that a genjutsu and Sakura guilt trip Naruto enough for him to be with her? Like I already mentioned her character revolves entirely around Naruto, she has no hobbies or interests we know of aside from him. She has no motivations aside from being by Naruto’s side. She once had an interesting goal and backstory, but that was never fully explored, and it turned into her wanting Naruto’s attention and thinking about him. Her clan plot was irrelevant, she showed no interest in wanting to be a leader or even wanting to make things better for the branch members. It’s funny because immediately after the ending, no one cared about the Hyuuga branch and how the storyline was dropped and had no resolution. It was only when Hinata was being attacked for not showing to care did her fans start to over-analyze all the panels looking for the tiniest little clue that might hint at some changes.

It’s possible to be both shy, anxious and quiet and also to be strong, motivated and have interests and dreams. Hinata is never strong for herself, she’s only strong to be with Naruto, to die for Naruto, to motivate Naruto, to have Naruto look at her even for a moment. All the while Naruto doesn’t pay much attention to her unless she’s literally dying in front of him or she slapped him. Even when a big climax is happening, what’s on her mind is always her romantic feelings and her crush. I saw someone say if she were a male character, and she pulled this pointless sacrifice and theatrical confession in the final fight of an arc, she would’ve been universally mocked. Actually, I think even if it was Sakura who did this instead of Hinata the former would have been mocked, because their stans are unable to see the same flaws in their own fave as they see in the other girl. Naruto is a battle manga, characters are supposed to contribute to the defeat of the villain in some material way. The only reason people praise Hinata for what she did in the Pain arc is because they either pity her or because they’re men who think women killing themselves for a man is great because it boosts their ego.

I also notice many Hinata fans don’t notice the vanity in their own fandom. They call Hinata “princess”, ”heiress”, ”Konoha’s first lady” and draw fanart glorifying these concepts and how it makes Hinata good, because they like the superficial status, what they don’t care is the titles are unearned. I thought Hinata’s appeal was that she’s the underdog and a loser? Or maybe her real appeal is the idea of getting everything you want without doing much in order to get it?  Another claim is that Hinata is the perfect woman, which you might see from men. This is what I might dislike the most. Men judge Hinata’s worth and whether she’s a good character based on what kind of woman they want and think is the right kind of woman. Hinata has big breasts, she’s submissive, she has no other interests than the man she likes, and she’s the only girl in her class who didn’t go for the popular guy. Many men hate Sakura, Ino and Karin for being fangirls but praise Hinata for being a fangirl. Basically to them if a character is a fangirl of the wrong guy, she’s a stupid slut. If she fangirls their self insert, she’s wife material and the ideal woman. If Sakura has to be saved, she’s useless. If Hinata tries to kill herself for Naruto, she’s ”so kind”. Rin is a one-dimensional character, but Hinata saying Naruto-kun for the 50th time is depth. Hinata is also claimed to be better than the other girls because she had more kids and thus is more ”fertile”. It’s like feminism never happened and we are back to the 16th century. Why are we judging women’s worth on how many kids they have and how much they can please a man?

I could also talk about how Studio Pierrot turned Hinata into a hentai bait for otakus, which also plays a part in her popularity, but I don’t think it’s necessary, so I will just offer this picture which speaks for itself.

END NOTE

Hinata is simply just a sexist stereotype, a shadow of a real woman, with not much depth, and who is certainly not better than Sakura either. Both of them are fangirls whose characters revolve around men. It’s wild to me how there are women who genuinely act like one must be a misogynist if they reject Hinata’s superficial, one-dimensional and boy crazy character. Her character itself is misogynist for crying out loud. And honestly, what does it say when even the creator himself assumes that Hinata is someone’s favorite character because he must like big boobs?

[whereisten]

Netflix and Chill (f,m)

(Part of the prompt game, but I got so many requests for Jaehyun I decided to combine them into one blurb lmao hope that’s okay with you guys😭)

Warnings: SMuT: fingering, breast fondling, impregnating kink, c*eampie

(Will definitely edit this later)

4. cold

13. motivation

17. icicles

18. train ride

22. snow globe

27. movie night

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[11:56 PM]

It’s movie night with your boyfriend, Jaehyun, but he can’t seem to stop glancing over at you. He finds the movie you two are watching on Netflix boring as it follows a boy and girl that meet on a train ride after both being cheated on the night before. The plot is slow and Jaehyun can only think about how good you looked in your New Year’s Eve outfit the night before. How you walked around with a coat over your dress outside, but teased him once the two of you were back at his place by wearing it over nothing.

You were too tired and hungover to do anything with him, so you both fell asleep and spent the entire day together. And now, Jaehyun felt as thought you owed him.

You’re cuddled up on the couch with your knees to your chest as you try to warm your body up.

“Are you cold?” He asks softly.

“I don’t know, it’s not like there aren’t icicles literally forming outside right now.” You mutter.

“Don’t get smart with me.” His hand drifts to your thigh, he squeezes it.

“Or what?” You raise an eyebrow and turn to him.

He smirks and tilts his head before biting his lip.

“I can keep you warm, if you’d like.”

“No, I’m enjoying the movie..” you turn back to the screen. Jaehyun always did this on your movie nights. He always ended up fucking you so you missed the movie, but tonight you really just wanted to watch something.

“Are you sure?”

He traces his hand over your thigh and presses his fingers closer and closer to your warmth.

“Jaehyun...Our motivation to stay inside and watch a movie was the snow storm, wasn’t it? We said we would watch a movie and cuddle.”

Jaehyun nods. “But we could have some fun as well, we should start the year right.”

“I want to watch the movie..”

“Let’s play a game, you can sit on my lap and watch it, how does that sound?”

“Fine, but don’t try anything.” You roll your eyes and climb over onto his lap. He chuckles lowly while still rubbing his hands slowly over your thighs.

You feel his hot breath against the back of your neck and find it difficult to focus on the movie now, but you were determined to watch it.

Jaehyun’s left hand doesn’t stop moving, he inches it closer to your apex and eventually pushes it past the waist band of your shorts. He rests his long fingers on your skin, exhaling when he doesn’t hear you protest.

You can feel his erection against your butt, but decide to do nothing about it.

“Mmmm..” he hums to get your attention then uses his fingertips to play with your clit. You bite your lip and widen your legs more, your eyes still glued to the screen. You had to admit, you weren’t really focused anymore, you were becoming hot and bothered by Jaehyun. You couldn’t put it off any longer.

“Are you gonna help me with this?” He whispers lowly into your ear while taking his member out of his boxers and stroking it. Goosebumps decorate your skin, but you don’t dare look over at his tempting dick.

You shake your head even as his fingers go lower and lower.

“Fine.” He pushes past your folds and fingers you with just his middle finger. You try to hold back a moan but fail.

Jaehyun laughs as he pumps his cock with his other hand, spreading his pre cum across it. He imagines that it’s your spit on his hard cock, that it’s your delicate hand stroking him. 

His muscular arms engulf you as you drink in his fresh scent and heavenly grunts.

His chest is warm against your back, his lips just grazing your shoulder as they fall open to release another groan.

“Fuck..so wet, baby girl..”

“Jaehyun..you’re making this difficult.” You sigh and grab at your breasts under your oversized t shirt that you stole from him.

He adds another finger while smirking, he knows that he’s gotten to you and you can’t focus on anything but him.

You grind onto his fingers and whimper, swiveling your hips and pushing your butt into him more. You’re suddenly aching for more and chasing a climax brought upon by his wonderful fingers.

“I’ll make you a promise baby girl...” he curves his finger tips inside you to press against that spot he knows will make you fall apart in seconds.

“Jae..don’t..don’t stop..” your head falls back and you pump your breasts even harder.

But he ignores your high-pitched pleas and pulls you up off of him. He places you down beside him on the couch.

“Jae..” you pout.

He then picks up a snow globe from the center table and holds it up in front of you.

“Fuck me until all the snow comes down. Whether or not I cum, we will stop when all of it comes down and we’ll just watch the movie, okay?”

You nod and watch as he shakes the snow globe aggressively. You both laugh at how dramatic he is, but once he places it back onto the table, he turns to you and holds your face in his hands.

You kiss for what feels like years, however Jaehyun knows that his time is limited so he palms your breasts. He locks his eyes with yours as he drags your shorts down your legs slowly and bites his lip.

He then takes you back onto his lap with you facing him now. You bend your knees so that your legs are over his. He guides you down onto his hard cock while letting out the sexiest groan you’ve ever heard.

“Mmmm..so tight.” he places his hands over your ass to move it up and down onto him slowly. Your nipples stick out through the thin t shirt material, begging to be touched.

“I know you’re cold, but you’ll look so much better without this.” He takes your shirt off and tosses it across the room.

He then licks your nipples and thrusts up into your body as you cry out his name. Your hands find his wide shoulders and use them as an anchor.

You move faster, feeling your velvety walls close around his thick length like he’s the perfect fit. You feel every vein and ridge as he glides into you easily.

His length goes into you so deep, his swollen tip already presses onto your sweet spot. You moan as he continues to flatten his tongue against your nipple before sucking.

He pumps your breasts, watching as you throw your head back and move faster onto him.

He places his fingers onto your clit, rubbing circles to get you to clench.

“You like that, don’t you?” His husky voice lets out.

“Yes, baby...fuck.”

Your movement slows slightly as you get tired so he holds you by the waist and slides out of you. He places you down onto the couch and you immediately prop yourself up on your elbows and put your ass up in the air for him.

“Well, sweetheart, as much as I’d love to continue..it looks like our time has run our.” He chuckles and holds the snow globe in front of your face. Your face falls when you see that all of the snow has fallen to the ground.

“Jaehyun! Forget the snow globe, fuck me please.”

“No no, I keep my promises, you can watch your movie now..”

“Ugh!!! I hate you! This was your plan, wasn’t it?” You place your fingers into the space his cock left and begin to relieve yourself.

“I’ll just do it myself..” you grunt.

Jaehyun laughs quietly to himself then kneels behind you. He takes his shirt off then grabs your hair and snaps your head back.

“Tsk tsk, what a needy girl.”

He immediately grabs your wrist and forces your own fingers out of your trembling body.

He slides his dick into you and slams his hips against your ass.

“Oh..shit!” You cry out out as his grip on your waist tightens and he buries into you deep from your favorite angle. You grip the armrest of the couch as he pounds into you from behind.

Your bodies are hot against each other, you’re no longer cold as he fucks you into the couch without any intention of letting up on the forcefulness of his thrusts.

He places his hand into the small of your back, making you arch so that you feel his cock twitching in the base of your stomach.

You can’t think straight as the sound of his hips slapping against your ass fills the room. Across from the couch is mirror that you often watch yourselves in.

Jaehyun’s eyes are dark. He watches sweat form across you forehead, your breasts jerk forward with each push. His biceps and abs flex as well, and a strand of his brown hair falls into his forehead as he ruins you.

Your mouth falls open when he hits that one spot over and over. Your eyes shut tightly as you curse. over and over.

“Fuck... you take me so well” he pants as you clench. He pushes into you even faster while you rub your clit. The thought of you being so full of him that you leak for hours or possibly become pregnant turns him on even more.

He tugs on your hair. “look at me.” he demands with a threatening growl in his tone that just makes him sexier. Your eyes fly open and you look at him through the mirror once more. 

He licks his lips. “I’m gonna cum in you, fill you up, that’s what you want, right?”

“Y-yes..fu—“ your eyes roll in the back of your head and your mind goes blank.

Jaehyun climaxes after, shooting strings of cum deep into you while holding you against him.

He falls on top of you and regains steady breathing as do you.

A few seconds pass and he pulls out of you and flips you over onto the couch.

“Fuck, that was good.” You fix your hair and wipe your wet eyes, but notice that Jaehyun still has that dangerous look in his eyes.

Jaehyun looks down at your legs dripping with his cum and feels himself getting hot again.

“Hey...” he runs his hands down your body, watching as you tremble and bite your lip.

“Do you want to shake the snow globe again, Princess?”

[happykjd]

exo-l japan official book #15 - chen's interview

q: are you the type of person who can separate on and off? or are you the type that thinks about work during the holidays? i’m the type that can completely separate them. but honestly, it’s impossible to forget work during private time since it’s always in my head. that’s why i think about what i should do the next day. what are some things i could have improved today, i think of that kind of thing that can help my work in the future, to get rid of negativity. emotionally, i can separate it too, but it’s really hard. if i start thinking of something, i have other thoughts as well and feeling which make it hard to stop thinking. but i try hard to not let out any negative feelings. when i’m on break, i just rest. i space out while playing music or watching movies, or while i’m taking a bath (laughs)

q: how do you “switch” your motivation on? i don’t really need a switch. it might be because i’m too used to the way i live now, but when i’m outside or working i can automatically switch myself into work mode. maybe there’s a switch in my body and that's why i feel i can get into working mode easily.

q: what are some hobbies you’ve been into lately? i’m more into in hobbies i can do at home, since i can’t go out as often because of the pandemic. i’ve been making things with beads, and doing flower arranging. lately i’ve also been challenging myself and cooking, mainly grilled foods. but i’m a total beginner, so i’m not good at all. i only started it a month ago (laughs) but even someone like me can cook with some help through cooking tutorials (laughs) i don’t think it tasted bad. i can’t tell if i have the talent to be good at cooking or not (laughs)

q: what’s the difference between exo chen and soloist chen? they both represent the person called chen. instead of being different, there is chen as exo and chen during his solo activities, they’re all the same chen. however, soloist chen wants to show a more lyrical side, so i think he has a more approachable image. it wasn’t done on purpose, but it’s the way i’m doing things i wanted to do freely as a soloist. 

q: what color would you use to describe your voice? i think it would be like fog. it’s white and a little foggy, with a little sadness to it. honestly i don’t like my voice that much (laughs) i admire a voice that feels white and has a sunny feeling instead of a foggy one.

q: how do you choose which songs to share on your youtube channel? i pick everything myself. i take into account requests from fans, but i tend to pick songs that i like, or things i want to express in the form of songs. i pick them to match my thoughts and interests.

q: what role do you think you play in the group? lately i feel like i need to protect my position as main vocalist (laughs) lately i’ve seen the members practicing their own vocals a lot (laughs) seeing them work hard makes me nervous, and i feel like i should work harder on dancing (laughs) i want to take center of the group. that doesn’t mean i want to be the center in choreography, but supporting all the members. i want something neutral like that. when the other members need me, i’ll support them. i want to make exo an even better group.

q: what motto do you keep in mind as an artist? don’t get too full of yourself. there are times when i’m full of myself, though (laughs) there are times when i need to be that way, but i feel like if i get too full of myself i won’t be working as hard to improve myself and can’t move forward. that’s why i always keep this thought in mind.

q: is there anything you want to work on in terms of growing as an artist? practice. just that, nothing else. as time goes on, music changes with trends, so i feel like there’s often a need to improve my skills. i always practice to match the way trends in music change.

q: what kind of activities would you like to try to challenge yourself as an artist in the future? instead of challenging myself with a specific genre or concept, one of my goals is to work hard and focus on the tasks in front of me. i think the way i sing a year from now and how i’ll sing ten years from now will be different, but i want to make sure i can express all my feelings while performing. (src)

[rose2jam]

Why It Was Practically Inevitable That Severus Snape Would Join A Cult, an essay by Rose Jam

So, let’s talk about Cults. Disclaimer: This is just information I’ve gathered over the years from my personal fascination with religious cults.  I’m in no way an expert or a psychologist or whatever.  This is just my personal understanding from the research I’ve done.

A cult is started when a wildly charismatic Leader feels like they have a purpose, a higher calling, or a mission to be fulfilled (or they could also just be an egomaniac). Maybe they really do feel like what makes them special comes directly from a higher power, be that God, or the Heir of Slytherin, but either way, this person has a pathological need to be worshiped, and they need followers in order to do that.  

So, how does one obtain Followers easily? By finding the misunderstood misfits of society, and promising them something.  The people who feel like no one else understands them, or their ideologies.  But this Leader?  This Leader GETS IT, MAN! The Leader understands them perfectly, vindicates them, and makes them promises along the way.  Like, if they stick with the Leader, then not only will they finally be understood, but they themselves will also be revered.  That they will rise above all of the others who have put them down for so long, and will come out on top as a superior being.  

Any of this sounding familiar?

Charles Manson preyed on young people in the middle of the hippie movement, mostly women, who were feeling lost, lonely, and in need of guidance, or in terms of the men he recruited, seeking power over others.  Not all of these people were poor or helpless; some of them came from middle class, or even rich homes and families.  Yes, some of them came from broken homes, but all of them felt “broken” themselves, in some way. So Manson used their desires to have a family to draw them in.  He then used LSD and other drugs to keep them under his control, and he created a manipulative environment where the members of his “family” felt they could never leave him, and if they didn’t follow his commands, something horrible would happen to them.  I’m not going to go into full detail on the Manson Family Murders, but if you’re personally interested, check out the Podcast “Cults” on Spotify.

So back to basics, this Leader draws in Followers with flowery promises of community, power, family, or whatever.  But once the Leader has that following, the terror will begin.  Cult Leaders are usually master manipulators, and have completely brainwashed their followers into believing the “us vs them” mentality, that the outside world is evil, that the outside world will only harm them, that the outside world would never understand what they’re doing on the inside.  And that the Leader is the only one who knows the truth, so they better stick with him.  Or maybe the Leader has gaslit his followers so completely, that they become dependent on him for everything, to the point where they don’t know how they would possibly function without the Leader.  Or, the Leader has created an environment that’s so hostile, that Followers are too afraid of what might happen to them if they tried to leave, or didn’t do what the Leader commanded.  Typically, it’s a combination of all of the above.  Destructive cults will either hurt others outside of their circle (The Manson Family, Sect of Nacozari), harm themselves (Heaven’s Gate, The Ant Hill Kids), or both (The People’s Temple, Aum Sinrikyo).  

Now that I’ve laid this foundation, I’m going to tell you why it was practically inevitable that Severus Snape would join a cult.

Snape’s childhood ultimately laid the foundation for the mental state he would be in when he decided to join the Death Eaters.  He grew up in an abusive household, where his father, the muggle, had his magical wife so thoroughly whipped, that she couldn’t (or chose not to) use magic to defend herself, or her son (1).  Eileen had obviously told Severus about magic, about Hogwarts, about what a wonderful place it was, and what a wonderful gift magic could be.  Severus also watched as Tobias beat the magic out of her.  (I know it’s debated whether Tobias actually physically abused his family, but he certainly verbally/mentally/emotionally abused them, so the term “beat” could be used figuratively as well).  I don’t think it’s unreasonable to believe that Severus developed an extreme hatred of muggles with “burn the witch” mentalities from a very young age because of this.

Enter Lily, perhaps the only other magical person in his life besides his mother up to this point. He sees her using magic out in the open, perhaps recklessly, for fun, and he sees an opportunity to make a friend (and, admittedly, to be smarter than someone about something for a while). He was so eager to tell her all about magic, because getting to learn magic, and go to Hogwarts, has possibly been the only thing keeping him going in his young life.  And now he’s made a friend, a real friend who doesn’t think he’s weird because he’s magical.  Unlike Petunia, yet another muggle who makes fun of him for being weird (2). And Lily actually seems to like him back.  For a kid who probably hasn’t received a lot of affection in his life, this is monumental.  This friendship is everything.  Why wouldn’t he love her?

So the time finally comes to go to Hogwarts.  Severus gets to escape his abusive household, and finally has an opportunity to embrace magic for the first time in his life.  But almost immediately, he’s met with a hic-up.  Specifically, James Potter and Sirius Black.  So Severus is no longer facing abuse exclusively from muggles who think he’s weird, but now he’s also getting it from other magical people who think he’s weird (3).  And this started on the fucking TRAIN before he even GOT to Hogwarts. You can’t tell me that wouldn’t sour a kids dream right off the fucking bat.  And then, when he finally gets there, he’s separated from his only friend, by being sorted into different houses (4).  What a way for a life-long dream to be thoroughly dashed in less than 24 hours.

Let’s look at Snape’s Hogwarts experience.  He’s a good student, and he pours himself into learning as much magic as possible, and at being the best he can possibly be, probably motivated by a desire to be better than what his Father thinks possible.  During this time, he is regularly bullied and abused by the Marauders. Sometime before his 5th year, the Incident at the Shrieking Shack took place.  It definitely sucks to have been so thoroughly fucking duped, and put into a life-threatening situation involving a goddamn werewolf (5).  But perhaps even worse than that, the salt in the wound, was that no one fucking did anything about it (6).  He saw Sirius and James and Remus get out of that situation without facing any sort of proper punishment (as in, they all still stayed at the school as opposed to being expelled like they DEFINITELY SHOULD HAVE BEEN (At least Sirius should have been)). Dumbledore was looking out for the Marauders, but no one was looking out for Severus.  On top of that, Severus isn’t allowed to TELL anyone about it, not even Lily.  So, he goes through what was possibly one of the most traumatic experiences of his life, and he can’t even tell anyone that it happened.

So, what sort of support system does Severus have during all this?  He has Lily, sure (who literally told him he should be GRATEFUL to James, one of his abusers).  But, what he really has, is Slytherin House (7). I’ll say it plainly: Severus was sorted into a house that was already full of existing cult members.  McGonagall says in Sorcerer’s Stone that “Your house will be like your family” (she at least says it in the movies, I’m too lazy to get up and reference my books rn lol).  So, Severus’ family, his support system, for 10 months out of every year, is a house that is already full to the brim with pureblood elitists with prejudiced ideals, who would absolutely vindicate Severus in his dislike for muggles.  As a kid first getting sorted into the house, it’s obviously not unreasonable to become friends with the people you’re literally living with.  His dorm mates became his family.  So, when his dorm mates started to become Death Eaters… This is headcanon, I fully admit, but like, fuck, Severus didn’t have a lot of friends, and was probably already drifting apart from Lily.  Do you really think he was going to tell the people he had to live with every single day, not to mention the only people that had been supporting him for years, to go fuck themselves for using Dark Magic?  Especially when he was probably feeling like he was on the verge of thinking that their rhetoric made some sense?

On to Snape’s Worst Memory (8).  At this point, he’s spent 5 years in Slytherin House, with fellow students who casually throw around the M word.  He gets attacked by James and Sirius, he’s practically defenseless, and then the girl who he’d considered his closest friend for so long… has to force herself not to smile when he’s thrown upside down and exposed to everyone on the grounds.  Sure, she was trying to defend him at first, but she also fucking nearly smiled at his humiliation, his pain, his abuse.  So he hurls the one word that he knows is going to cut the deepest, that will hopefully hurt her as badly as she has hurt him. And it works.

Severus had been beaten down his entire life.  By Muggles and Magic Folk alike.  And finally, he’s betrayed by Lily, his last lifeline to the light.  He betrayed her as well, of course.  But he did try to show remorse.  And she doesn’t forgive him (9), which was her prerogative, of course.  

So.  Who does he have left?

I’ve placed little (numbers) throughout my writing here.  Each of those numbers denote the specific events that led Severus to becoming an angry young man, who hates muggles, hates (some) magic folk, and resulted in him feeling weak, helpless, and desperate.  For what?  For power, for a family, for a community.  For a world where he is no longer the weird one.  For a world where he’s respected, strong.  For the world he thought he was going to be a part of, when he arrived at Hogwarts in his first year.

And it just so happens that this is the exact world that Voldemort is (allegedly) trying to create.

Severus Snape was angry, and vulnerable, and as such, he was practically the poster child for the type of person who would be susceptible to falling for a cult.  Maybe he was recruited by his friends in Slytherin House.  Maybe he was recruited directly.  Either way, charismatic Tom Riddle came along, understood how he felt, where he was coming from, told him he deserved better, and offered him all of the things he never had in his life.  And being at rock bottom, being the lowest of the low, to Severus it must have seemed like a miracle of an opportunity, or perhaps, like the only chance he had left.

Now, let me be extremely clear; everything I’ve written is not trying to EXCUSE Severus Snape for his actions.  There is always a point where personal responsibility must come into play.  Except for children born into cults or victims of kidnapping, nearly every person who has ever joined a cult has made the personal decision to join it. I’m just trying to express how unbelievably easy it is, for a Cult Leader to find people with damaged lives and low self-worth, to suck them in with promises of a fulfilling life and grandeur, and for those people to be easily swept up and brainwashed into believing that what they are doing is right.  (Or that what they are doing is required, because the alternative is more horrifying.)  

The type of people who joined the Death Eaters are the same type of people who joined Heaven’s Gate, or The People’s Temple, or yes, The Manson Family.  Now, I’m just going to say, from my own personal point of view, I do not vilify anyone who’s ever joined a destructive cult.  On the contrary, I feel sorry for them.  Because most people who join a cult, don’t necessarily do it signing up for the… end result of what happened to them.  Some of them totally do, like Heaven’s Gate. Most of them knew that the end result was going to be the “evacuation of their earthly vessel”.  But the people who joined the Manson Family, for instance, did not initially join it KNOWING how it was going to end.  They were part of the family long before Manson even came up with Helter Skelter, and by the time the Tate-LaBianca Murders took place, they were already too far gone to go against it.

I highly recommend anyone who’s interested in a humanizing view of former cult members, to read the essay “Leslie Van Houten: A Friendship” by John Waters. https://www.huffpost.com/entry/leslie-van-houten-a-frien_b_246953

Or, at the very least, listen to this 7 minute NPR interview with John Waters about the essay https://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=111585116

It’s the story of how notorious film maker John Waters, became friends with former Manson Girl, Leslie Van Houten, and about how she broke away from the cult after her conviction, how she’s spent the last 51 years of her life recovering from the psychotic influence of a maniac who’d promised her the world, and how even though she was convicted to life WITH a possibility of parole, it’s never been granted to her, despite the fact that she has done literally everything possible to try and atone for her crimes.

Maybe I’m just a bleeding heart.  I’m pretty much the only person I know who feels sorry for Leslie Van Houten and other cult members who were brainwashed, abused, and manipulated into doing a lot of the horrible things they’ve done.  But there are people in the world, who have committed FAR more heinous crimes than the Manson Family murders, and who are far less repentant than Leslie, but because those crimes weren’t as notorious, they get to walk free.

Addendum: When I first posted this, I had a few people point out to me that they had always associated Voldemort and the Death Eaters with Hitler and Nazi Germany.  This is a perfectly fair point, but one that I personally don’t jive with, and the reason is simply the numbers.   There were literally millions of people in the Nazi party during WW2.   Death Eaters don’t even reach triple digits, as far as I’m aware.  As I hinted at in this essay, I consider Voldemort and the Death Eaters to be MUCH closer to Charles Manson and the Manson Family.  The Manson Family 100% had Nazi ideology, of course. "Helter Skelter” was Charles Manson’s prediction that there was going to be a massive race war; one that the Whites were going to lose, and that he and his Pure White family would emerge from it in order to rule over the remaining Blacks.  Kinda... sounds like a Death Eater thing, huh?

Sorry.  Back to Snape.  There is a lot we don’t know about Severus’ actual time as a Death Eater. I think it can be reasonably assumed he’s never actually killed anyone before Dumbledore (In Prince’s Tale, Severus questions if his soul would be safe from killing Dumbledore, and Dumbledore implies that his soul would not be damaged by helping an old man avoid pain and humiliation.  This leads me to believe that Severus never committed any soul-damaging murders before this).  Beyond being a sneaky spy and delivering the prophecy to Voldemort, his time as a Death Eater is all up for conjecture.  

Severus does make one important deviation from the typical cult member mold, however.  In the end, he manages to break away from the cult.  The scales fall from his eyes.  In a figurative sense, the LSD has worn off.  What made him sober up, was the threat to his last lifeline to the light. The one good fucking thing he’d ever had in his miserable life.  He was brought back by genuine love.  Ya know, the ENTIRE MESSAGE OF THE HP SERIES. And not only did he leave the cult, but he then spent the rest of his life actively attempting to destroy it, and atone for the mistakes he’s made, in an effort to bring back the world he’d been excited for, as an 11-year-old kid, so full of hope.

[n1k1tty]

keep it on the down low - nishimura riki

╰─ ever since you were selected as riki’s next partner for his upcoming dance collab, you may or may not have developed feelings for each other. but despite their companies not really supporting dating in their idol's careers, both riki and y/n tried to keep it on the down low. key word: tried

pairings: idol! riki x idol! reader

genre: fluff

It was around 2 am in the morning when you and Riki decided to stay for a little bit more to finish up the first part of the song.

"1 2 3 4, 5 6 7 8" Riki counts as you both move in sync, he smiles at your worn out figure laying down on the ground "tired? we can wrap this up if you want to"

He sits down next to you, handing you his cup of cold water. Your mind secretly going on frantic over his little gesture "Let's just finish this last part and i'm heading home- unless you're tired too-" you sip the water, sitting up.

"-Nah, nah i'm not tired yet" He shakes his head. crap, did that sound too desperate? Riki asks himself, trying his best to not make it seem like he was avoiding your gaze

"Alright then, 2:30 we'll leave" You say, walking towards the table as you place the cup. Riki seriously didn't know how calm and collected you were especially with just the two of you alone, together. No managers, no members, nada.

You start playing the music, feeling yourself getting more exhausted each minute that passed by. Sloppily moving your body with the rhythm. Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Riki.

As the song ended, you both face each other. It was a part of the dance, but your face being barely an inch from Riki's wasn't. You both froze, not knowing what to do. Well, facing a different way was another solution, but neither of you wanted to do that, let's be honest.

At this moment, Riki didn't give a shit.

He grabbed you by the waist, faces inching closer by the second. But before your lips could touch—

“This one is for the boys with the boomin syst— Riki? Y/n?” Heeseung takes a second to blink, eyes refusing to see what he was seeing “I uh, I gotta go. My manager is asking if i’m at home. See you Riki, Bye Heeseung” You hurriedly pack your things, face red from embarrassment and the thought of you and Riki almost kissing.

“Hyung— I can explain—“ Riki walks towards him, trying to grab his hand “—Riki calm down, I wont tell” Heeseung chuckles, patting Riki’s bag “If you don’t know where my airpods are, then go walk her home. She’s not supposed to be out at this hour alone. I’ll take your stuff back to the dorm aight?”

“Oh gosh” you groaned, dragging your feet as you rethink what had happened “What should I do?” You pull your hair.

Just as you were about to turn to the corner you hear him call your name ‘No Riki! This is not the time!’ you panicked, but just before you could act as if you didn’t hear him, he taps you by the shoulder “Riki, just what the hell are you thinking chasing me right at this hour!?” You whisper-yell at him “I was just worried about you walking home at 3 am. Your company sucks for not getting you a driver”

“No I told them I could walk home” You chuckle, in Riki’s eyes you seemed so bothered. Noticing the way you dragged your feet and messy hair “Everything okay?” He asked, facing you

“Riki we’re doomed! Heeseung knows, and maybe dispatch is somewhere out there already taking pictures of us at this mome—”

He giggles “So what?” You gasp, mouth open. You seriously couldn’t believe this kid.

“So what?! Ugh, why do I even put up with you” facepalming as you groan

“Heeseung hyung said he wouldn’t tell, and I don’t care about dispatch, engenes know how close we are and does your fans. They’ll think this is a friendly gesture” Riki reassures you as he looked at the stars, finding peace within your presence.

“So don’t worry okay? Everything will be alright. And if they ever suspect anything, I’ll try to find a way to get us out of it” He stops by your doorstep “Well, this is your dorm, good night y/n—”

Without a thought running through your mind, you pecked Riki Nishimura. Immediately trying to unlock the door “Good night Riki” You smile, squealing once you closed it “I saw that” Ningning smirks. There goes your money.

—

It was the following week after your collaboration with Riki was released and so far everything was going great. Both your fans really liked the content you both made, appreciating your talents and especially loved your ‘friendship’

Riki was right, everything was going to be alright. No dispatch and no suspicions from the fans and both companies.

And ever since that night, you and Riki had decided to make it official. Both agreeing to keep it a secret for now until you were both ready.

Thankfully the fans recognized the playful personalities and cherished your friendship, making videos like “Y/n and Riki being chaotic in their (collab) behind” and “Riki and Y/n being the best friends everyone would want” Of course, your companies noticed the sudden increase of popularity for both groups and proposed an idea of having each other in shows, and other things that could possibly make you interact more. Almost immediately, you both were very supportive of the idea and agreed to do more shows.

—

You guys had an episode to go to the beach with the other Enhypen members. As you were filming the things that you were packing, Riki knocks on your door “Oh? Riki came~” you cooed, smiling at the sight of his head peaking through the door “Y/n! You’re packing more than necessary” He laughs, looking at the big pile of folded clothes.

After a few minutes, you decided to stop filming. Immediately throwing yourself into Riki’s arms “Are you excited?” you asked, rubbing circles on his back “not really— I mean yeah i kinda am but what if the other members—”

He pouts at the sound of you laughing “No ones gonna steal me Nishimura Riki. If that’s what you’re worried about” you squished his cheeks

“Now help me pick which swim suit I should wear”

“Okay :D” He gladly says, sitting patiently as you start gathering the options.

So far, filming with enhypen was fun, you got to play games in the pool, grill meat, answering mini interviews the other members held, you enjoyed it all.

Of course the trip wouldn’t be complete without you and Riki flirting with each other once in a while. Which caught both your fans attention, posting overly suspicious interactions between you and Riki. Leaving comments like “act surprised when they reveal that they’re dating” and “OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT: Y/n casually wrapping her arms around Riki’s neck while just staring at each other in today’s behind” all around twitter.

Jungwon being active on all social media platforms didn’t help either, resulting to him realizing that you and Riki were more than just friends. Soon enough the other members figure it out as well, silently sitting back and enjoying you both so oblivious towards the fact that everyone knew.

Meanwhile, you and Riki thought you were doing an excellent job at keeping it a secret. While resting on the same bed watching a movie, your manager barges in, shoving the phone into both your faces “Nishimura Riki, care to explain?”

A screenshot of Dispatch tweeting about your guy’s relationship is trending on twitter, following a few screenshots of fans posting about your relationship.

Your heart drops

His manager chuckled, “I already knew. Just came to tell you CEO Bang supports it and would like to have a meeting about confirming it”

Long story short, you both did agree to publicize your relationship and was extremely happy to hear that the fans supported you both

yall, i dont rlly like how i wrote this :( but i rlly missed posting so…. I SWEAR ILL MAKE BETTER ONES. i just need to find my motivation to do so :)

[defdaily]

‪[TRANSLATION] Arena Homme+ Magazine April 2021 Issue featuring JAY B

Translated by defdaily.

JAY B is free and starting again from scratch. That is what JAY B has in mind. GOT7’s leader announced that he would be leaving JYPE as the group stays together. JAY B is preparing to debut as a solo musician while planning to also release mixtapes and hold exhibitions as Def. We had a chat with JAY B, who has gained more freedom and strength, at the swimming pool about courage, depression, literature and aspirations.

Did you come here alone?

Yes. I took a taxi here. I was the type to go around freely even when I was in JYPE but catching the taxi to work this time around felt new.

All GOT7 members decided to leave JYP but stay together as a group. As a leader, you needed to make a decision, right?

Although we ended up leaving JYPE, we wanted to continue as GOT7. We all agreed to leave [JYPE] and try it between ourselves.The product made from me taking responsibility/taking charge was the single 'Encore’ that was released not too long ago. I was involved in the whole process with a new record label. I was happy to see a good response [to the single]. It was lacking in some areas but I was just very proud that we were able to show a different step. Since we showed through this single that “we did not disband”, what’s next is more important. When we left JYPE, Director Jung Wook mentioned "Your role as a leader starts now." I'm realizing it now.

”I wanted to learn everything about the process of releasing an album and how difficult it is. I wanted to start again from scratch.”

Your role as a leader actually starts now.

I used to find the role of a leader burdensome at times but now I feel a greater sense of responsibility. While supporting each person’s journey, I thought I needed to be the one to step up once we got back together. We also talk regularly in our group chat. Not long ago, Jackson went to China. When Mark went to the USA, I could see him off but when Jackson was leaving, we couldn’t be together because of a schedule. So I told him to have a safe flight, apologised for not being able to see him off and thanked him too. He replied saying he’ll take care and be back.

What motivated you to leave the large agency you've been working with for a long time?

The thought came to mind suddenly as we were promoting as GOT7. Am I taking all these benefits I get for granted? When a schedule is released I just do it, and when they ask me to confirm things I do, but what kind of long process has it gone through before it came to me? Who sends a request and how is it processed? Why am I only waiting until it reaches me and simply watching it unfold? I wanted to be directly involved in that process. I wanted to learn everything about the process of releasing an album and how difficult it is. I want to be humble and start from the bottom again.

Didn't you need the courage?

Of course I did. I was also afraid. My position has risen to all the way up here, but when it comes to my actual knowledge, I think I'm only down there. I was afraid that the difference would feel too big once I left the company. But I think I would have been more afraid if I stayed at JYPE. Since that difference would have grown bigger and bigger. My real self is here, so I should face it head-on a little faster. That's what I thought.

As JAY B or as Def. who releases mixtapes and holds exhibitions, you must have had the desire to do something new.

I want to do research and build it up step by step without haste. JAY B will show hip hop and RnB music that appeals to the general public and Def. will do activities that Def. wants to do. It could be mixtapes or exhibitions, or other different kinds of fictions. Def. is the nickname I used as a bboy before I became a trainee. It’s like air floating about freely. It could be house or soul or acoustic or even modern rock. In a way, you can say that Def. is close to my “main self” but since I debuted as JAY B, I’ll also show a devoted side of myself through JAY B. I want to be a person who can do both what he has to do and what he wants to do freely.

Listening to your mixtapes, and hearing that you like the styles of D’Angelo and Ray Charles, you seem to be attached to the Southern US rhythm and blues and soul music.

I do like them a lot. I like the entire hip-hop culture that originated from there. That culture also includes DJing, graffiti and even bboying. Since I started as a bboy, I would look up older videos to watch, study the culture and also look into what each dance move symbolizes, with my bboying crew and that's how I became fascinated. What captivated me the most was their obstinacy. I felt respect towards the conviction and obstinacy they carried with their culture.

Is that mood still incorporated in your music and dance?

Yes. For example, I don’t think choreography is dance. I think dancing is when music plays and you like the rhythm and start humming and bobbing your head and moving your body. I think dancing is a free act you do out of enjoyment.

What was the reason you joined an idol group after starting out as a bboy?

I gained an interest in music too, not just dancing. When I was young, I listened to D’Angelo’s music and wanted to become a singer like him. But I was rebellious when I first joined JYPE. Haha. I was even suspended for a month once as a trainee. I definitely said hello but they said I didn’t so they said "If you're going to be stubborn, then go home" and me with my young heart replied “Then I shall head home.” and left. Then I met up with my bboying crew after a long time, and in just a few months it turned into a different world. The crew members were above me and I was worried because I could feel myself far away by myself. Should I go back to bboying? Should I continue as a trainee? In the end, I wanted to do my very best in whatever I chose so I decided to focus on becoming a singer. Since I wanted to do music, it was a choice I made with no regrets.

You started as a dancer and ended up as a main vocalist. What was music to you back then?

It was a challenge. Trainees are divided into singing and dancing. I joined as a dancer but what I wanted to do was become a singer and not just do dance. But since I was put into the dancing division, I worked even harder with singing to break that prejudice. I often felt defeated. I still feel defeated with singing. Haha. But music is about endless research. Now it’s more about research than studying.

You grew up as an only child to your parents who did farming?

I was an ordinary kid. I enjoyed Haruki’s Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage and thought the “colourless” kid was just like me. I was a calm kid who helped his parents with their farm work. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have any older siblings but they said I used to talk to myself a lot. My mother said there was a way she would know if I was home or not. If I was home, she would hear me talk to myself and be like “Oh really?” “Yes really” haha.

It’s extraordinary to read Haruki at that age.

There was an older friend that I knew and he was really cool. He looked really cool reading on the bus with his legs crossed. He said “Hey, Read a book and build up some knowledge.” As I was trying to be cool like him, I gained a favourite author and started reading more since I enjoyed it.

What kind of books do you like?

When I was a teenager I often read Kafka On The Shore. It felt like Kafka was just like me, and so while reading it, I even cried. The style of Murakami Radio was also interesting. The ending phrase “But I like that more…” was very witty. I’m collecting books from secondhand bookstores from authors who won the Young Author awards. I like Lee Jang-wook's short story Byeon Hee-bong. The main character knows the actor Byun Hee-bong, but the world doesn't know him. He would ask "Don't you know Byun Hee-bong from the movie The Host?" But no one knows. I like stories that don’t intend to be funny but they end up making me giggle.

What do you read these days?

I try to read poetry. I purchased and read the first volume that appeared on Moonji’s Poetry Collection, but it has too many Hanja characters. Haha. I started with Munhwak’s Poetry Collection. I have volumes 1 to 85. I also read poet Park Joon's collection of poems and poet Lee Eun-gyu's Affectionate Name. I even underlined and wrote things down.

Among the idols and musicians I’ve met, I think you are the most extensive reader.

We went on tours often and we would have a lot of time in my hotel room. When I went out I took pictures and when I stayed in my hotel room I read books. When I go on an overseas tour, I pack around 30 books in my suitcase. Then I bring back the books that left an impression on me, and those that didn’t sometimes I dispose of them there. These days, I look for independent publications too. I often look for independent publishing bookstores in Nakseongdae or Haebangchon. There are many books that contain honest stories that are not refined, and the power of those sentences is great.

How does reading influence your work?

The poetic expressions with poetic license help when writing lyrics. You read a new sentence and think “What is this expressing?” You receive inspiration from that image being expressed in a new way. I think of lyrics as poetry too. There are times I write how I feel honestly, but when I want to include a certain meaning I’d want to write the lyrics like poetry.

In your photo exhibition <ALONE> last year, you took pictures of objects and signs in the middle of the road.

Wouldn't it feel very lonely if you think about it from an object’s point of view? The camera captures just an instance but the object will stay there. I think each person has an insatiable loneliness. I like the artist Seonglib’s works, and I feel loneliness in his drawings. I don't know why I keep talking about loneliness, I guess I’m familiar with loneliness.

Seems like you take more pictures of objects and landscapes than people.

I don’t really like taking pictures of people. You can clearly see a person’s emotions in their eyes. I prefer hiding things rather than revealing them too much. I prefer objects, backgrounds, and natural objects rather than subjects that openly express 'It's me!'. Tranquil things, I like when you go past something and go “that’s how it was.” I try my best since my job requires being presented to people but that’s also how I am.

Who do you like as a movie director?

I like Woody Allen’s directing. My favourite is Match Point. It's a love story that goes beyond taboos, and it's electrifying. The face of the actor who secretly asks the reunited lover to give him her number remains in my memory for a long time. How could he direct such a real-looking, raw look in their eyes? When I was a theater and film major, I used to take directing classes rather than acting. If I were to direct a film, I would like to shoot an eccentric witty romantic comedy like Love Fiction directed by Jeon Gye-soo.

Are you self-conscious as an artist?

I’m interested in a variety of genres, and interact with crews often, but I think goofing off just because they are an artist is an arrogant attitude. Everyone is their own artist, no matter what they do, right? I'm not trying to be pretentious, I just think there's a difference in expression, and people who work in the office are also doing their own art. That’s why I’m a little shy about the title “artist.” Is there a need to be puffed up with pride because I’m an artist? I’m just a person.

While filming for “What's in my bag” and revealed your medications for depression and panic disorder. When did you face your depression?

I didn’t know I had depression. I thought I was being weak for a short while and let it pass. But on an occasion I got examined and found out I had depression. They asked how I lived by without going to the psychiatrist. I said I just thought I was the type to feel blue. Haha. I’m the type that doesn’t show [what is wrong] but they said I was in a state where I needed treatment. After going to counselling and taking medications, I’m much better now.

“I just wanted to talk about it. It may not show, but depression is both a common and dangerous illness.”

I think you’re cool for having the courage to talk about this.

I got diagnosed and looked at the people around me. There are friends who are ashamed of it and try to hide it, and there are friends who talk about it as if it’s insignificant. I just wanted to talk about it. It may not show, but it’s both a common and dangerous illness. A mental illness is an illness too. Among my fans, or those who read this interview, if there is someone who feels depressed, don’t be ashamed of it and I hope you receive treatment and overcome it. It’s not an embarrassing thing and it doesn’t need to be hidden. And I was filming content where I show what’s inside my bag; I can’t lie. I wish everyone would be healthy.

Are you bad at lying?

Yes. If I have to tell a lie, I think it’s just better to not say anything. Since I’m the type that’s honest and straightforward, I also don’t like beating around the bush.

Can you share a way one can take a step forward towards recovering from depression?

Look at the world in a broad view. Know that there are many places you haven’t been to yet and there are many things you haven’t felt yet. It's also good to take a walk and go off your usual route and take a path you've never been on. Small adventures can also be of great help. Just by leaving the house you’re already halfway there. I think there are more ways you can refresh yourself outside rather than inside. Also, I thought I was an honest person but after being diagnosed with depression, I thought I should be more honest with myself and more faithful to myself. At times like this, think of yourself before others.

What do you believe in?

I just believe in god. I don’t have a religion. I don’t know what kind of existence god is but I do believe that there is a god. When I’m thankful or am having a hard time, I pray. “Thank you.” “Please let me get through this wisely.”

What is the greatest motivation that moves you?

As long as I’m alive, I want to continue doing work that will leave a message. I believe that there is no next life. I think I should live this time diligently to the fullest. To have no regrets.

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[lady-of-lyon]

So, I made one post a while back about how awesomely feminist the show Wild Kratts was, with how its two main female characters were women of color in engineering and deserving roles of power, female villains who weren’t motivated by spite or quest for youth, etc, but today I wanted to talk about something slightly different, that I’ve wanted to cover for a while now, because I also think it’s very good - and that’s how the show portrays masculinity, in a way that’s really positive!

First, we have our two main characters, Chris and Martin Kratt. Keep in mind these two are basically self-inserts - and there are plenty of creators, especially males, who have used self-insert characters in really scummy ways - all I have to say is Powerpuff Girls reboot and you know exactly what I’m talking about. Even if they weren’t literal self-inserts, male characters, superheroes especially, oftentimes serve the male power fantasy, being just the strong, stoic, all-powerful person so many boys are told they’re supposed to be. I could get into a whole discussion about how the male power fantasy is present even when males are not (ever look through a fashion magazine and wonder why there are so few men? Sure, part of it is that the industry thrives off exploiting women’s insecurities, and men aren’t as concerned for their appearance, but another part of it is so that the guy, looking through it, can feel like he has no competition for these women - there’s a reason so many comedians have jokes about fashion magazines being their sexual awakening as kids. It’s really scummy) but that’s not what this is about. So, the bros had every opportunity to do just that - make themselves these traditional heroes who aren’t actually really good role models, like batman or what have you. It’s certainly not uncommon for celebrity cartoons to do stuff like that. But Martin and Chris chose a different approach. They’re pretty strong standouts for positive masculinity. They’re openly affectionate - both with eachother as brothers, and with their friends. They cry, sometimes over little things - most of the time when big superheroes cry, it’s ‘cause they lost the girl they loved or their mentor or something like that, only in the big, most agonizing moments do they shed a tear. But here, Chris or Martin will cry just because they’ve had a bad day, or because they’re overwhelmed and overjoyed that someone named a mantis after them! In a lot of shows or movies when a guy cries over something little, it’s usually played for laughs, or to emasculate him, but here it’s casual without being unreasonable or overdone. The brothers cry just ad much, maybe even more (haven’t gone back and counted or anything) as the girls do. Not to mention, it’s a very nice depiction of a loving, healthy sibling relationship. As the youngest sibling myself, it’s refreshing to see a pair who don’t abuse eachother with noogies or cruel and snarky remarks. When they do fight, it’s never a screaming match, and also because they had a conflict of interest or disagreed over a fact, not because, say, one of them stole the other’s shirt or is neglecting the other’s feelings. Kids, being very impressionable, get exposed to a lot of abusive sibling relationships played as normal in media, and start thinking this is how siblings are and should act. For instance, my sister (who is now my best friend and has gotten over all these bad habits over time) when she was younger watched a lot of Kim Possible, a show that is great, but has a bad family dynamic with Kim and her little siblings. The “tweebs” as she calls them are always irresponsible, destructive, and making Kim annoyed to no end. My older brother was one of the most polite, reserved, kind little kids, but she still treated him like he was a brat and a nuisance, because that’s what shows like Kim Possible taught her little brothers were. Additionally, I was always treated like a spoiled crybaby who just wanted attention and got away with everything - I was not any of those things, ever, but that’s what shows teach you little sisters are. Sure, Wild Kratts has a smidge of that, with Chris seemingly being the stereotype of the know-it-all little sibling, but instead of being constantly looked town upon for being too “perfect” like with Hailey Long in American Dragon, Martin often praises his brother for his abilities. Sure, Martin gets annoyed when Chris tries to correct him on things, like in the episode Wolf Hawks, but everyone else does too, so it feels more like a take-down of mansplaining than a sibling spat.

I talked too in the feminist post about how refreshing it is that Chris and Martin more or less willingly put themselves under the authority of Koki and Aviva, two women of color. I don’t think it’s possible to say any one character is the “leader,” they all work as a evenly balanced team, but it’s safe to say that Koki and Aviva make the more responsible decisions. The bros try to get out of their calls a few times, but the show plays it more like they’re being irresponsible, and less like they’re renegade cool dudes who don’t take nothing from nobody, especially not two girls. They are pretty much always punished via karma for their reckless choices, most especially in To Touch a Hummingbird, where their arrogant attitudes blow up in their faces rather spectacularly. We also never see the narrative most present in sitcoms, where the male leads mess up and go out of their way to cover it up and ultimately gets away with it - after all, you have to root for them, right, because sure they messed up and had no consequences, but aren’t they just so lovable? No, here Martin and Chris always have to fix their wrongdoing, and it’s always deserved when they get comeuppance. Another aspect of the show I like is that, many times, when the bros get captured or are in peril, they are saved by the women - and most refreshing of all, there’s never a moment of “wink wink nudge nudge wow I can’t believe I had to be rescued by a GIRL” or even “wow you saved me you’re pretty good honey guess I shouldn’t have underestimated you, you go girl!” No, when the girls save them, it’s just - you know, relief? Because they were saved? It’s never a scenario played as an exception, or any more dire than when the bros need to rescue eachother. The bros are genuinely happy to have them as teammates. The show even did the standard “boys vs girls” episode in the form of When Fish Fly - but instead of being actually girls vs. boys, it’s engineers vs. adventurers. There’s nothing really gendered about it - the girls happen to be engineers, and the boys happen to be adventurers. And the episode doesn’t end with the boys being “wow gosh darn I shouldn’t have doubted you girls are better at everything,” it’s a mutual agreement that both parties have hard jobs. Basically, the bros are very naturally respectful of women. That plays more into their feminist narrative too, but either way, it’s refreshing.

Then, we have Jimmy! Jimmy, the lovable gamerboy pizza man. At first glance Jimmy seems like the stereotypical cowardly, pathetic, emasculated loser. He’s frightened of most things, as of yet has no power suit, and he BAKES for crying out loud! But none of these things are framed as terribly bad traits. Sure, we laugh when he screams and runs from an animal, but though it happens over and over, the crew doesn’t get sick of it. They don’t berate him or belittle him because he’s so gosh darn cowardly. There’s a great scene in Rattlesnake Crystal where Jimmy has to deliver something to the bros alone, in the middle of a spooky desert. He is terrified the whole time, sprinting off after he delivers the goods. When Martin and Chris run into him, they don’t laugh at him for being spooked, they just greet and then bid fair well to their friend. To them, this is just Jimmy, and there’s nothing wrong with it. Jimmy isn’t coddled, but he is reassured many times that he’s a valuable member of the team. I love that little message, that you’re just as important of a person even if you can’t do as much or have greater limits. When his friends do try to get him over his fears, it’s not because they have to, that the day will somehow be ruined by Jimmy’s incompetence p, but because they’re his friends, and want him to experience fun and wonderful things that he would otherwise miss out on. But what Jimmy CAN do is just as important! Jimmy is a gamer, which in a lot of shows, is portrayed as a lazy, useless, mindless hobby. But here, because he plays video games, it makes him essential for piloting the ship and teleporting important items. There’s always the joke that video games improves your hand/eye coordination, but recent studies have shown it has much better effects. It can make you much better at keeping track of multiple moving objects and processing technical but variable information- two traits which, fittingly enough, are really really important for air traffic controllers and airplane pilots! He also demonstrates a lot more courage behind the wheel of the Tortuga, which makes sense - in an impersonal setting, he would have more sense of calm and control and courage, because it’s so similar to a video game world. It’s not all too different with how I feel more emboldened to pick fights with people on the internet, but get crazy anxious if a real person so much as looks at me. So Jimmy’s love of video games isn’t because he’s irresponsible, it has real benefits. A quick last point - Jimmy also eats a lot, but they thankfully don’t make him fat or greedy or anything like that. He never takes food from people, he actually bakes, and shares it with others! Having the baker be a boy is a lovely touch.

I might do another post about the toxic masculinity of the two villains, (or four villains, I guess, if I wanna discuss the minions) but I’ve got other work to do, and this post is long enough already, so I’ll get around to it later. I’ll sum it up with this - Wild Kratts is a show that teaches boys it’s not only ok to be kind, but essential. The brothers protect defenseless animals, advocate for things “icky” and “weird,” like bugs or snakes or worms - not because they’re boys, and boys like icky things, but because they genuinely see the beauty in all life, and are encouraging us to slow down and do the same. The Wild Kratts are heroes who save the world not by being the strongest or smartest or coolest, but by looking after those who are exploited and vulnerable, who are essential to the world, even if they can’t always do everything. In Wild Kratts the only weaknesses a man can have isn’t what he can’t do, but what he does do that he shouldn’t have. Sure, it’s a cute show about two funny guys who have cool powers, but it’s also a show about accountability, compassion, respect and trust. The show says “boys will be boys” in all the right ways - Martin is a lovable goof with a heart of gold, but he still has to get his act together when he messes up, and he’s still creative and smart and openly sensitive. Chris is a bit of a know-it-all show-off, but he can also mess up as much as his brother, and is still bold, brave, adventurous, and can put his money where his mouth is. Jimmy is a cowardly, napping, eating machine video-gamer, but he’s still a valued member of the team, has incredible skills and talents, and will always help his friends, even if he is really, really scared. It is so important to have role models like these, in a world dominated by unhealthy machismo. The Wild Kratts are heroes who save the world - both animated, and real.

All they need now is a canon queer character, and I’ll stan them forever! My money’s on Aviva!!

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A/N: This was requested a while ago, and look at me, I actually got around to writing a request in an acceptable time frame for once!!! I hope whoever asked for this likes it! x 

genre: smut [reader (gender neutral) x optional bias (male)], fluff, college!au, reader gives their first blowjob, cum swallowing

words: 2 250

(H/N means “his name”)

“That wasn’t exactly the most amazing film I’ve ever seen,” you said. “What did you think of it?”                                                      

The sidewalk you were strolling along was lit up brightly by streetlights, but except for the two of you, no one else was in sight. Somewhere in the distance you could hear music and people’s ecstatic chatter. It was Friday night, and after all, this was a college campus you were crossing.

“I’m on your side. But I could watch the worst movie in the whole world, and it would still be enjoyable if it was with you,” he announced and swiftly put his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer. You only chuckled at his confession, linking your fingers with his. For your weekly date night, you had decided to go on a cinema date, and since you both couldn’t figure out which film to watch, you had randomly picked one. In hindsight, you should have probably at least looked at the reviews.

Although you both had your separate dorms and rooms, you liked to spend at least date night at each other’s place. This time, it was your room you had chosen. He softly kissed your cheek from behind you while you unlocked the door. The butterflies in your stomach went wild for a moment, even though this wasn’t an uncommon gesture of him to make.

“Shower?” you asked, stretching your arms momentarily.

“I’d never say no to that,” he replied, already making his way to your bathroom.

When you stepped into the shower and the warm water touched your skin, you instantly relaxed. You sighed happily, your shoulders dropping and your eyes closing for a second. Adoringly, he chuckled at your reaction. You swung your arms around his waist and rested your forehead on his skin for a while. These moments were your favorite. Him and you, alone, so close you could feel his heartbeat in his ribcage. Contently, he hummed and stroked your hair gently. You could practically feel his eyes on you, when you placed kisses on his chest and neck, the water running over your face.

“Will you help me?” you asked, giving him the bottle of shower gel. He gave you a look, as if to check if your request was innocent or if you had specific things in mind. The way you returned his gaze, dark and yet kind of shy, told him what you wanted before you could even say it. You had showered together before, but it had always been in a very platonic way. Now, when his hands massaged the bubbly gel onto your skin, fingers running over your chest, you couldn’t help but moan a little. When his hand went lower, you stopped him.

“Let’s wait until we’re out of the shower, okay?” you said.

The two of you had had sex before, a few times, and you couldn’t be happier. But there was one thing you couldn’t get out of your head and it was bothering you more and more as time went on. You had never given your boyfriend a blowjob. In fact, you had never given anyone oral sex before, which was exactly why it was taking you a while to warm up to it. Your boyfriend wasn’t one to pressure you or ask for anything that would make you uncomfortable, and yet it made you feel slight guilt.

Without realizing it, you thought back to the other night. The two of you had been in the middle of a heavy make-out session, when you impulsively had asked him if you could give him a blowjob. As expected, he didn’t decline, but when you were in the process of taking off his pants, you very suddenly got overwhelmed. Seemingly a million doubts came over you. What if you made a mistake? What if he didn’t end up liking it? What if you were horrible at it? When he noticed your abrupt hesitance, his hungry eyes had softened, and he had held your face in his hands while he had asked you what was wrong.

“What if I do it wrong?” you had blurted out. “I don’t even know how this works. Theoretically I do, of course, but practically? I don’t.”

Somehow your boyfriend had managed to look even more worried than you had felt, when he had taken you into his arms and told you it was okay.

“Don’t pressure yourself into doing this, if you don’t feel comfortable yet. There’s nothing wrong with waiting and I’m not upset with you, okay?” he had said. “But trust me, there’s not a lot you can do wrong, alright? When you feel ready, I promise I’ll let you know what feels good and what doesn’t. It’s all good, there’s nothing to worry about, baby.”

In the midst of your thoughts, the two of you had finally gotten out of the shower and were drying off, but you still couldn’t stop thinking about those things he had said back then. You knew where this was going when you would go back to your bedroom, but this time you felt a lot more sure than you did last time. Neither of you even cared to put on clothes. When you walked out of the bathroom, you did so glued to each other’s lips, hands already roaming your bodies.

“H/N?” you started. He hummed and raised his eyebrows questioningly. “Can I give you a blowjob? This time for real?”

He smiled softly, pulling you along with him to your bed.

“Are you sure?” he asked. You nodded, a lot more confident than before. One more time you pulled him closer, kissing him deeply. Then, you playfully pushed him so he would sit down on the edge of the bed. Slowly, you bent down to kneel in front of him.

“You’re gonna bruise your knees, baby,” he said, grabbing the nearest pillow for you. Even when he was being so gentle and caring, you still thought he was the hottest person in the whole world. His damp hair was sticking to his forehead a little and the way he looked down at your face made you feel like melting under his gaze. Quickly, you put the pillow under your legs. But then you turned your eyes to his hard member, only waiting for any sort of attention. You weren’t quite sure how to even begin, and just for a moment, you felt a little overwhelmed again.

“What if I’m not as good as all those other people you’ve been with?” you blurted out. His eyes had been dark, but now they visibly became sweet as he touched your cheek with his fingertips.

“Those people weren’t you. I love you, and there’s nothing that turns me on more than even just the thought of you doing this,” he said, completely serious. Involuntarily, you smiled and he returned it. His words made you feel better, and you felt like you could return your attention to your previous plans.

As you had done before, you began by wrapping your hand around his cock. He sighed at the contact, his hands by his side relaxing under your touch. For a few seconds, you pumped his shaft, before taking just the tip in your mouth. Your tongue swiped over his skin, then you opened your lips a little wider to bob your head up and down. His moans were something you weren’t unfamiliar with, but in this sort of situation they sounded especially rewarding to your ears.

“You don’t have to take all of it in your mouth - do what makes you feel the most comfortable, okay? Don’t make yourself uncomfortable for me,” he said, and you could hear the breathlessness in his tone. But you were everything but uncomfortable. So you hummed, not exactly able to reply right now – plus you assumed he wouldn’t want you to stop now – and didn’t slow yourself down. You covered the parts of him you couldn’t fit into your mouth by using your hands. Aside from his occasional curses and moans and the sound of your lips around his cock, the room was completely quiet. It could have made you shy, but the more you heard him say your name, the more fun it was to you.

Usually, he had been the one to command you around, if even in a playful way, mostly. He was the one with the experience, after all, having dated or just fucked what seemed like too many people for you to be able to count. You were his first serious relationship, and he was the first and only guy you had ever slept with, so naturally, he had always taken the lead and shown you how things worked. He had seemed untouchable before you dated him, speaking like he knew everything. And when you had started dating, you had loved the idea of him being able to teach you new things. That is, in the bedroom only, because in terms of college classes you were doing just fine. Now, having him moan and at your mercy gave you a weird sense of power. And you enjoyed it a lot more than you thought you would. For a moment, you payed special attention to the tip, swirling your tongue around it whilst moving your hand at a fast pace.

“Fuck- You’re doing so good, baby,” he praised while he softly stroked your hair out of your face. It only made you want to do better for him. “Look at you, so pretty.”

His hand on your head wasn’t pushing you, and neither stopping you. You couldn’t deny how his compliments motivated you further and subconsciously quicken your actions. For a while, you stopped paying too much attention and before you knew it, the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, making your eyes water and gag for a moment.

“Fuck-,“ he groaned. “Take it easy, baby.”

His words were telling you not to go overboard, even if the incident had just been an accident. But when you listened to the way he had moaned and his grip on your hair tightened you could tell he enjoyed it. As much as you wanted to do more of what he liked, you didn’t feel ready for those sort of things. Nevertheless, his continuous praises made you more confident. His rough digits in your hair relaxed notably, and he softly stroked the strands of hair out of your face. Your hands were laying comfortably on his thighs, all your attention on making him feel good.

Just for a moment, you looked up, as if to check if you were doing alright. Your eyes locked and at the sight of him your stomach twisted in arousal. His lip was between his teeth and you could tell he was struggling to keep his eyes open. At the same time, you could tell he wanted to watch you so bad.

“Fuck, I’m so close, baby,” he said. His speech was laced with moans. “If you don’t want me to cum in your mouth, you can pull away. It’s okay, whatever you want.”

You hummed in agreement but had no plans of stopping just yet. He even let go of your head, and you felt stirred by his words and the way he treated you like you were made of porcelain, even now. You had already had a taste of his pre-cum, and when you felt him twitch, you pulled away slightly so only his tip was in your mouth. Trying to give him the best possible experience, you moved your hand up and down his shaft quickly. He leaned back on his arms as he released his load into your mouth. An almost agonizing-sounding groan left his lips and you felt his thighs flex under your hands. You swallowed every last drop of him, as your hand gradually moved slower.

“Oh my god,” he breathed out, letting his upper body fall backwards into the sheets. Now you pulled away and watched him come down from his climax. His chest was heaving with deep breaths and he had one of his arms flung over his forehead with his eyes closed. An undeniable grin was plastered on his face. When you had sex this was different – usually you were too busy and lost in your own pleasure to truly admire how handsome he looked in those situations.

Slowly, you got up from your pillow on the ground and sat down on the bed next to him. When he opened his eyes, he gave you the dreamiest look he could probably manage.

“You’re amazing,” he said. There was no way you could stop yourself from smiling proudly as you bent down and kissed him. When you wanted to pull away, he grabbed the back of your neck, keeping you there. You hummed against his lips as if you were protesting, but then again, you couldn’t complain. His hand wandered to your waist, his small touches drawing you in like a magnet.

“Can I make you feel good too, baby?” he asked, barely detaching his lips from yours, so it came out rather like a mumble than a sentence. Hastily, you nodded. The simple sensation of his fingertips under your sweater made you realize just how needy you had become from your previous actions. Luckily, the night was far from over.  

[spencerreidslove]

hi! can you write something on like the reader getting taken by the unsub and spencer walking in to work and he sees the case and the reader on the board and he just panics and is like "i just saw them yesterday how was they taken" and the bau is all confused and stuff and then spencers like "that's my s/o" (im a girl but gender neutral for everyone if you can :]) and then derek does his teasing like normal:) thank you so much :)

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! I changed it a little bit, I hope you don’t mind.

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In all the years that Spencer had worked for the BAU, he had only been late twice. Once was when there was an accident in the subway, causing the train to be delayed. The other time was today. 

“I don’t know what could be holding him up.” JJ said, looking down at her watch. The team needed to start a briefing, but without Spencer there, they couldn’t start. 

“We’ll brief him when he gets here, we have to start.” Hotch said, going into the round table room, the rest of the team following.

If any member of the team would’ve looked down at the glass BAU doors, they would’ve seen Spencer run in, worrying a fingernail between his teeth.

He ran over to his desk, threw his bag down on it, and went up the stairs to the round table room.

“Guys-I need your-“ Spencer started, stopping when he saw the entire team at the table, looking a picture on the board. It was them.

“Why is Y/N’s picture ok the board?” Spencer asked, catching his breath. 

“Reid, how do you know the suspect?” Hotch asked.

“Suspect?” Reid questioned. Y/N couldn’t be a suspect in anything. They were too nice, too kind, they wouldn’t hurt anybody. They once cried because they didn’t want to hurt a stuffed animal’s feelings.

“Yes, Y/N Y/L/N is a suspect in 4 murders in the greater DC area.” Hotch said. “I’ll ask you again, how do you know the suspect?”

Reid stammered. “They-uh-work in the local library and I got there a lot. We’re...friends.”

Morgan raised an eyebrow. “Y/L/N is your...friend?” He said in the same cadence Spencer had stated it in. 

“Yeah.” Reid said. “How are they a suspect? They wouldn’t hurt anybody.”

“They were nearby every crime scene, and they don’t have an alibi for the nights the murders were committed.” Emily said. 

“That’s nothing. I probably don’t have an alibi for the nights of the murders. Also, unless they had some sort of motive you don’t really have anything.” Reid said. Thinking back on his words, he did have an alibi. So did Y/N. 

They had been at his apartment nearly night this week, watching a movie or TV show. Y/N must’ve realized that they were his coworkers and didn’t want to reveal their relationship. 

“Let me talk to them.” Reid said. 

“No.” Hotch said. “You’re friends with the suspect.” 

“Just-please let me? I think I’ll clear something up.” Reid said. 

The team shared glances across the table. “Alright, but only five minutes.” Hotch said. 

Reid nodded. “That’s all I’ll need.” 

-

Y/N looked up as the door to the interrogation room they had been locked in opened. They were surprised to see Spencer coming into the room, not Mr. Resting Bitch Face who had been questioning them earlier. 

“Spence?” Y/N asked. 

“Hey, Y/N. You probably gathered that you’re being questioned in four murders.” Spencer said, glancing at the double sided mirror across from Y/N. 

“I didn’t do anything Spence! I don’t even know who they’re talking about.” Y/N said. “I’ve been trying to tell your coworkers that for the past half an hour.”

“I know that you didn’t do anything, but they don’t.” Spencer said, sitting down at the table. He leaned in close to Y/N. “I think we should clear up your alibi.” He whispered. 

“Are you sure?” Y/N asked. Spencer nodded. 

“So,” Spencer said, leaning back. “Where were you on the 3rd, the 7th, the 10th, and the 15th?” Y/N could see him smile a bit. 

“You were there, you should know.” Y/N said. Spencer flushed a little bit. “I mean that we were at your apartment watching TV.” 

The door opened and an older man ushered Reid out of the room. Y/N watched as their boyfriend disappeared from their sights. 

-

“Why did they suddenly give their alibi once you were there?” Hotch asked, crossing his arms over his chest. “What did you say to them?” 

“I just told them that I knew they didn’t do anything and to clear up their alibi. And it’s true, we were at my house watching TV.” Reid said. 

Morgan narrowed his eyes. “Why would they come to your house all those nights? I get you’re friends but they must have other things to do. No offense, kid.” 

Spencer felt a slight flush creep up his neck. “I-uh-I don’t know, we just watch all the same shows.” 

“Wait a minute!” Morgan said, his face brightening. “Are you and them dating?!”

“I never said that!” Spencer said, feeling his blush grow deeper. 

“Look at you, Pretty Boy!” 

“What? What’s happening?” Garcia said, coming into the bullpen. 

“Pretty Boy here’s dating Y/N Y/L/N.” Morgan said. 

“Is that why you kept saying you didn’t want to join us for drinks? Because you were busy with them?!’ Garcia asked, her face growing happy. 

Reid flushed even darker and then burred his face in his hands. “Maybe.” He mumbled. 

“Ok, I trust your alibi, you can go let Y/N out of interrogation.” Hotch said. 

-

Y/N smiled as Spencer unlocked the handcuffs they were in. “Your friends no longer think that I’m a murderer?” They asked. 

“Nope. You are a free person.” Spencer said, smiling and offering his hand to help Y/N up. 

Y/N took his hand and followed him out of the room and towards the bullpen. A brightly dressed woman ran up to Y/N and Spencer who were waiting for the elevator. 

“You are Y/N! So nice to meet you! Well, I kinda already know about you since they thought you murdered a bunch of people. On behalf of the FBI I formally apologize.” She said, wrapping you in a hug. 

“Y/N, this is Garcia, Garcia, Y/N.” Spencer said. 

“It’s nice to meet you too, Garcia.” Y/N said. 

“Reid!” A blonde woman called out from the doors to the bullpen. “While it would be nice for everyone to meet Y/N, if they didn’t kill those people, we need to know who did.” 

“Oh, yeah.” Spencer turned to Y/N. “Will you be ok?’ 

“I’ll be fine.” Y/N said. 

Glancing back at the two women, Spencer reached around and quickly hugged Y/N.

“I love you. I’ll see you later.” He said. 

“Love you too. Call me when you’re on your way home.” Y/N said, walking into the now waiting elevator. 

Spencer waved to them as the doors closed. 

“C’mon, kid, we have a job to do. Save those smiles for later.” Morgan called out. 

Back to work it was. 

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[bangchanshehe]

Play With Me pt.7

Summary:You had a one sided love with your best friend Taehyung, but Jungkook was pursuing his one sided love for you. One night of sexual frustration causes for your relationships with one another turn upside down.

Jungkook X Taehyung X OC

You didn’t think that anyone had noticed what you and Taehyung were up to in the van since everyone was a safe distance away. Plus, it wasn’t like the two of you were making the van shake or squeak in a way that would give people little hints. But as you stared at Jungkook you knew that he had seen through you… and maybe some other members did too.

You stared up at him blankly feeling like you had just been caught stealing something out of a candy store. You were shocked that he would even bring that up right now.

“uh… kook” you said as you scrambled for what to do next.

But suddenly kooks cocky grin became a smile and he laughed softly down at you “I’m just kidding. I wouldn’t want to make you do anything that you don’t want to do”  

You gave him a small smile back instead of answering him properly, and he turned away from you as he turned on the faucet and continued to do the dishes that you didn’t want him to do. But now that you knew that he had a motive and reason you let him continue without any more complaints.

You left the kitchen and went back to the living room and sighed as you sat down on your couch. You tried your best to focus on the tv and not dwell on what had just happened and what kook was up to in the kitchen. But nothing was working… countless times you found yourself looking down at your phone to catch the time and see how long he was going to be in the kitchen “washing” two dishes.

Finally, you heard the faucet turn off and Jungkook slowly walked back into the living room. He didn’t sit down next you but instead stood by the entryway and stared down at you with a hand on the back of his neck awkwardly.

“so, um I think I’m gonna go home now since I made things so weird” he said softly before he turned to your doorway.

Without thinking you stood up and chased after him and grabbed onto the back of his shirt, stopping him from being able to leave.

“wait… please don’t leave like this” you said apologetically “you didn’t do anything wrong Jungkook.”

He turned around to face you and you could see the embarrassment written all over his face. and immediately you felt bad for pushing him away earlier. Did he feel rejected since you reacted the way that you did in the kitchen.

“but I don’t want to stay if things are going to be awkward.” He said quietly.

“things will only be awkward if you make them awkward. Jungkook what happened doesn’t change my opinion of you.” You said trying to give him a natural smile so he could feel more at ease. “plus… its not my first time that I’ve ever been subjected to an unplanned erection. You think that I haven’t seen some of the other members get horny after watching romantic scenes during movie night?” you asked him playfully.

Jungkook cracked a small smile and then looked down at the floor towards your feet. He took a deep breath and then lifted his head up to face you again. “then can we please forget what happened in the kitchen tonight please?” he said with a pleading look

You stared at his eyes and how they became smaller with his eyebrows furrowed and how his lips slightly pursed as his mouth hung slightly open. He was truly such a handsome man and you knew that you didn’t want to let him go in such a foul mood, thinking that he had ruined the whole night and his chances of having a shot with you.

You smiled up at him and then pat the top of his wild and wavy hair. You watched as your fingers ran through his soft strands, caressing his head in a soothing manner. Slowly you allowed your hand to rest on the base of his neck.

Jungkook looked down at you softly without saying a word as you comforted him. But as soon as your hand reached his neck there was something in his eyes that had changed. His cloudy and soft eyes had stared to focus, and his face was becoming more serious.

You slowly stood up on your tip toes and pressed your chest up to his before you gave him a soft and slow kiss. You could feel the hesitation in Jungkook’s lips and you slowly drug your hand down from his neck to cup his jawline hoping to help him relax some. Without a single moment of pause Jungkook had wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you in to his body tighter.

You had smiled into the kiss as you felt Jungkook finally respond to your kiss. He was not only kissing you back now, but was deepening the kiss as he hung onto you tightly.

You opened your eyes wide as you felt Jungkook spin the two of you around and pushed you up against the nearest wall. You looked up into his eyes and he gave you a wink as he continued to kiss you passionately.

You couldn’t help but pull away from him with a smirk and leave sloppy kitten kisses on his neck and lick on the spot right behind his ear.

But as soon as you felt like Jungkook was finally starting to really get into it and just relax he had pulled away from you and put his hand on either side of your head against the wall. He let his head hang down and you stared at the top of his head worried that you had done something wrong or if something else was bothering him.

He continued to stay posed like that for a moment longer and the silence was starting to scare you a bit. You reached out for his head and ran your fingers over it once more hoping to spark some kind of a reaction.

“what’s wrong?” you asked him

Finally, he looked up at you and gave you a small smirk. “nothing’s wrong. I just can’t get any hickies.” He answered simply

“oh” you said and smiled shyly.

Jungkook had looked down at your lips once more and licked his own before he reached for your hand and pulled you into your living room once again. “let’s lay down and watch the rest of this show”

You were following him like a puppy and watched as he lies down on your couch, squishing himself into the cushions to make enough room for you to be comfortable. You smiled down at him for a moment happy that he was no longer feeling embarrassed or rejected, and looked over his long frame as he spread across your entire couch.

He patt the cushion, gesturing you to join him and you quickly laid across the couch and snuggled into Jungkook’s body. He put his arm down for you to lay your head on and he rested his head on top of yours so he could still see the tv, and his other free arm was resting on top of your waist and curled into your chest.

You had no idea what has happening any longer in the plot of the tv show and you were really only half paying attention to what has going on anymore. The only thing that you were paying attention to was how Jungkook was resting so peacefully behind you as he cuddled you from behind. His body was warm enough that you didn’t need a blanket and soon you found yourself drifting to sleep.

 You didn’t know what time it was when you finally woke up but when you did you could see ending credits roll across the screen on your tv. Everything in your apartment was incredibly still, including Jungkook. You had slowly rolled forward to get your phone off of your coffee table and saw that the time was almost 2 am. As quietly as possible you sat it back down and then slid off of the couch so you could get a drink of water.

As you were in the kitchen pouring yourself a glass you heard a yawn coming from the living room and you peeked in to see if kook was awake. Sure enough he was staggering towards the kitchen and taking baby steps as he stretched and yawned simultaneously.

“sorry for falling asleep. What time Is it?” he asked with tired eyes.

You smiled at him and responded “its okay. It’s almost 2am.”

Suddenly his eyes got wider “wow. Okay I’ll take off now so you can get some rest” he said as he turned towards the table to gather his things.

“wait kook, don’t go. Its not safe to drive when you’re this tired.” You responded.

“are you sure I can stay?” he asked wide eyed and cautious.

You gave him an agitated look “how many times have I stayed at the dorms with all of you… of course its okay.”

He nodded his head for a moment and then sat his hat back down on the table.

You walked out to the living room to turn off the tv and your lamp and Jungkook looked at you confused. You gave him a small smile and turned out the kitchen light on your way into your bedroom.

As you took off your pillows and changed into your normal pajama shorts and a large shirt you waited for Jungkook to finally appear in the doorway. But after a moment of silence, he never came.

“kook?” you called out to him and finally after a moments hesitation he appeared, dimly lit at your door.

“am I sleeping in here with you?” he asked with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

You smiled before you asked, “would you rather sleep on the couch?”

He didn’t answer but instead he smiled back at you and watched as you climbed into your bed. You looked him over and frowned as he continued to stand just inside of your room.

“do you have any clothes I can change into?” he asked you.

“why do you need to change? Just sleep how you normally sleep” you asked confused. You knew that he usually only slept in his boxers and quite frankly it wasn’t a bid deal to you that he did.

Jungkook looked at you with wide eyes for a moment and then slowly he began to take off his sweats and his shirt. You pretended that you weren’t looking as you made yourself comfortable and turned the tv on. But truth be told you were watching him as much as you could without getting caught.

Jungkook had always had a nice, toned body, but now that he had tattoos and a wilder hair style he really looked like a bad boy and it made your mouth water.

He climbed into bed next to you and you could feel how stiff he was as he laid there stiff as a board. You silently laughed to yourself and turned off your bedside lamp, allowing the room to only be lit by the faint blue glow of your tv.

“y/n?” Jungkook asked softly.

You hummed back and turned your head to look at him. You could tell that he had something that he wanted to say but you didn’t pressure him to say it. And instead you turned to lay on your side so you were completely facing him.

“thank you for tonight.” He said softly “I know that it probably wasn’t fun for you and we didn’t get to go to the new restaurant that you wanted to go to, but I had fun just being with you… I always do”

You smiled softly at him as you replied “Jungkook… why do you always put yourself down? That’s the second time tonight that you have done that. Didn’t I make it clear enough to you earlier that I also enjoy being around you?”

He stared at you for a moment in silence before he spoke up “I just want to be someone that you like.”

After his confession you laid down closer to him and laid your arm across his chest, cuddling into his side. “you are someone that I like” you said softly as you traced patterns across his collar lightly with your fingers.

Jungkook continued to look down at you softly and as you looked back up to him, he leaned in to give you a softly kiss.

“goodnight y/n” he said with a smile.

“goodnight Jungkook” you said back before cuddling into him and closing your eyes.

[jokertrap-ran]

(光与夜之恋 Light and Night) Main Story Chapter 1-7: 命运的拐点 Destiny’s Turning Point Translation

“Destiny is like a gust of wind… Red leaves flutter, flying away in the face of it.  And it is when the winds pick up ― That you meet once more…”

“Don’t refuse, don’t turn back. They’re watching you.”

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Osborn hadn’t been lying. The police soon returned us all missing artefacts not long after.

❖☆———————————★❖

It was already late at night when I left the venue after having placed the finishing touches on my work.

I’d just gotten back to the country, so I didn’t have time to properly go apartment hunting. Not to mention that the competition deadline was close, so all I could do was to rent a small apartment near where granny’s shop used to be. Although it was located on the outskirts of the City, it was still an area that I was familiar with.

MC: I wonder if granny would be happy for me, knowing that I entered the finals if she were still here��

The night breeze blew pleasantly, gently rustling the trees. It was as if the world was giving me an answer from the beyond.

Suddenly, the unmistakable, yet faintly discernible sound of footsteps sounded behind me.

I turned around. The moonlight shone down upon the alley, the surroundings were deathly silent, and there was no one else here but my shadow.

MC: Am I just imagining it?

I picked up my pace, heading towards the train station.

Not even a few seconds later, the sound of footsteps continued again. This time clearer and more concisely.

I tried slowing down, finding that those footsteps also followed suit. I sped up, panicking as it did the same.

… Am I being followed!? I could feel the cold sweat start to bead.

Passing the road mirror, I saw that there were a couple of men standing not too far off. The cigarettes between their fingers glowed faintly red in the darkness of the night.

Damn it! I’m still a ways away from the train station! I’m surrounded by alleys… What should I do?

Should I call the police? But it’s me against quite the number. Besides, I’ll be risking my own safety if I do something as rash as contacting the police. Doing so might just be enough provocation for them to spring on me.

MC: Good lord. I’m facing problems even at night! What’s up with my luck today!?

My heart raced, but I didn’t dare to stop, nor turn back to look at whoever was following me.

All I can do right now is to try and maintain neutrality and act natural whilst looking around to see if there are any nearby shops open.

Thud, thud, thud.

The footsteps coming after me from behind gradually sped up—

MC: !!!

❖☆———————————★❖

The melodious sound of windchimes graced my ears along with bright lights. A cafe stood in the silent night.

The night wind blew against the sweaty bangs that had stuck itself to my forehead, as I could hear my heart thudding ferociously against my ribcage.

❖☆———————————★❖

Staff: Hello, what would you like to drink?

MC: Hello. I’m being followed by someone o—

??: One Americano and one Latte, please.

A polite baritone interrupted me. Startled, I looked up. I didn’t know when he came, but there was a young man standing beside me.

Noticing my gaze, he responded with a gentle smile.

Staff: It’s a great night out, Mr. Lu. Is she with you?

Mr. Lu: Yes.

I glanced over at him in confusion and was about to refuse him when he raised a finger to his lips.

❖☆———————————★❖

Mr. Lu: Don’t refuse, don’t turn back.

Mr. Lu: They’re watching you.

I stiffened before realizing that he was referring to the people who had been following me. So… He’s trying to help?

I was still flighty, perhaps due to the aftereffects of my fear. I didn’t quite know what to make of the stranger before me. Thus, I tried to ascertain whether he had an ulterior motive judging by the look in his eyes.

MC: …Thanks.

❖☆———————————★❖

He shook his head, gesturing for me to take a seat with him by the side.

The shop was brightly lit, and there were many customers seated around us.

The coffee was soon served. I picked up my cup, taking a light sip from it. The mellow aroma of it truly brought one comfort. I breathed a sigh, feeling the nervous anxiousness that had been thumping wildly in my heart slowly come down from its high.

This was also when I was finally able to stop and truly contemplate the person before me.

He wore a single-breasted three-piece suit with only his tie as an accompanying piece. It was simple and made him exude just the right amount of calmness.

However, I couldn’t help but feel like something was lacking.

Maybe he could still afford to add a tie pin to his assembly? Something simple would do the trick. And colour-wise…

MC: Perhaps smoky grey would be better...?

Mr. Lu: Smoky grey?

He looked at me in slight surprise. That was when I realised that I’d accidentally lapsed back into letting my bad work habits take over.

MC: Sorry. I’m actually a fashion designer. Sorry if I offended you, really. I was just looking at your suit.

I hurriedly offered him my name card. Mr. Lu accepted it, smiling all the while.

Mr. Lu: Don’t worry about it.

Mr. Lu: Rather, what were you talking about when you said smoky grey…?

MC: A tie pin.

Mr. Lu: So, I’m taking it that I’m missing a smoky grey-coloured tie pin?

MC: Uh, yes… or that’s what I personally think, at least.

Mr. Lu: What type would you think works best?

MC: Huh?

He wasn’t mad at all. Instead, he was questioning me further about it with utmost sincerity.

He wasn’t being overly enthusiastic about it. Instead, he kept a respectable distance away, giving me space to breathe and not making me feel awkward or uncomfortable about it.

MC: A clip-on pin. The most normal-looking one will do the trick.

Mr. Lu: I see. Thank you, I’ll be sure to take note of it.

MC: No, no. You don’t have to, really. I just think that it’ll complement the vibe you have going on.

MC: And speaking of thanks, I really should be the one thanking you instead.

He smiled as usual, but this time with a more knowing edge to it.

Mr. Lu: You can call me Evan if you don’t mind.

MC: Okay, Mr. Ev… Evan.

Man: Will you stop saying “thank you”?

Woman: Okay. Thanks for your suggestion.

Evan and I both froze in unison, turning to see the screen of TV that had been mounted on the wall.

❖☆———————————★❖

It was an old movie where the male lead was a wholly independent, yet taciturn member of a crime syndicate.

He’d broken the door down to save a girl, his neighbour whom he’d only ever acknowledged through passing nods, in a moment of compassion, and had thus started living together. The movie was currently at the part where the man resignedly tries to help the girl correct her living habits.

It had only been a couple of lines, but almost every sentence had a “thank you” attached to it. The more I look at this… the more I feel like we were doing the exact same thing earlier…

Evan and I exchanged a look, unable to help the collective laughter that ensued.

❖☆————— ⊹ For Light & Night⊹ —————★❖

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[youngbeezer]

May i please have a hurt/comfort fic with jujhar khaira? Like the reader got yelled at by their boss and is upset about it? That man is so damn beautiful and I want him to COMFORT ME DAMN IT 💀

A/N: oh my gosh anon im so sorry this literally took me forever to finish. life has started to catch up to me a little so i havent had much time to write (also had very little motivation), but here it is,,,

thank you for requesting, i hope you like it :)

Word Count: 1177

Warning(s): curse words, toxic work environment, i also dont know that much about jujhar so i hope i portrayed him okay!!!

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I try to hold back on the lingering tears that threaten to spill out as I make my way back to my office cubicle. I just got out of one of the worst meetings I think I have ever taken part in. My boss gave me a total chewing out in front of some of our higher board members, totally embarrassing me and making me look like a horrible employee. He also gave me such an unrealistic expectation for an assignment that he wants me to have finished by tomorrow morning.

Once I tried explaining how unreasonable that was (in the most polite way possible), he then went on to go around the entire table and point out how much better every other employee is compared to me.

So yeah. My day’s been complete shit.

The thing is though, my boss is just a sexist, misogynistic man. I work my ass off every single day I am in this office, finishing all my work on time, putting in extra hours, and even making stupid coffee runs for the board members (filled with all men). But nothing I do seems to make my boss happy.

I shield my face with my hair when my coworkers walk past me. I can hear their hushed whispers and feel their judgmental stares piercing through me. I let out a huff when they walk away and start counting down the seconds until I get to leave this hellhole.

And as soon as that clock hits 4:00PM, I grab my purse and practically sprint out of there.

When I get far enough away from the building, the waterworks begin. And they don’t stop even when I pull into the driveway of the apartment I share with my boyfriend.

And it seems like the tears blurred my vision enough that I totally didn’t notice that Jujhar’s car was in the lot, since as soon as I opened the door I am startled to find my boyfriend lounging on the couch.

It seems as if I alarmed him as well when I unintentionally slammed the door behind me, since he’s immediately making his way to my side.

“What happened?!” Jujhar panicked, grabbing a hold of my tear stricken face to make sure I wasn’t hurt at all.

A little scowl crosses my face when the thought of my horrible day passes through my mind again. “I hate my boss.” I pout out.

Jujhar’s face hardened at my words before he questioned, “What did he do this time?”

“He completely embarrassed me in front of all the board members and made me look like a worthless employee.”

“What a dick.” I hear Jujhar mutter underneath his breath. He squeezes my shoulders reassuringly before leading me into our bedroom. “Why don’t you get changed into some comfy clothes and come back into the living room and we can talk a little more about everything. Or we could just watch a movie or something if you aren’t up to talking.”

I bring him into a much needed hug and sigh contently in his arms. “Ok. I’ll be right out.”

Jujhar gives me a reassuring smile as he makes his way out of the bedroom to let me change.

After changing into a pair of sleep shorts and one of Jujhar’s Oilers sweatshirts, I make my way back into the living room and flop down into the seat next to my boyfriend. He puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer into his body.

“Wanna talk about it?” He cautions, running his fingers gently across my back.

I let out a sigh and relaxed forward into Jujhar’s body before responding. “I just don’t know what to do. Nothing I do is ever right and I feel like I am just wasting my talent since it’s obviously not appreciated there.”

Jujhar lets me go on my little rant and waits until I am fully finished to respond. He makes sure to look me directly in the eye when he voices out,

“Fuck them.”

I can’t help but let out a little snort at my boyfriend’s abrupt answer. He laughs along a little before sputtering out, “I’m serious! If they can’t see how amazing and hardworking you are, then fuck them. Seriously babe. You are the smartest and most beautiful woman I have ever met, and you do not deserve to be treated like that and have your talent be wasted away in that hellhole.”

I rest my head on Jujhar’s shoulder and question out, “So, what do I do?”

“Quit.”

That gains my attention, and my head snaps right back up to give my boyfriend wide eyes. “I can’t just quit.” I gaped.

“Why not? The work environment is so toxic and you hate it there. And you said it yourself that you feel like your talent and hardwork is being undermined. So why not quit and we can find a place that will suit and better appreciate you.” He says it so calmly and determinedly that it actually makes me think that I should just go for it.

“What if I can’t find another job quickly?” I worry. I don’t want him to think that I am going to become dependable on him and take advantage of his hard worked for money.

He gives me a little smile, seemingly knowing what I am thinking. “Babe you do not have to worry about that. I want you to take your time in finding the job that you think will best suit you. No matter what, I am going to be right here by your side.”

Once more, tears threaten to spill from my eyes. But this time they are tears of happiness and admiration for the man sitting in front of me.

“You know I love you right?”

Jujhar just smiles in return and leans in closer to bring our lips together. The kiss is sweet and gentle, just like the moment we just shared. It lets him know just how grateful I am for his kind words and having someone like him in my life. Jujhar always knows exactly what to say to make me feel better and get my emotions back on track.

When our lips break apart, I rest my forehead on his to keep in close proximity, while also knowing there are no other words that need to be spoken at this moment.

It’s definitely a scary thought to quit that job that I have stuck with for the past two years and start moving onto new things. But these new things are going to hopefully be bigger and better and will work out to be more beneficial for the future. And knowing that I am going to have Jujhar right here by my side the entire time makes it all seem a little less scary.

“I love you too.” Jujhar whispers out, our foreheads still resting against each other.

I take one ast deep breath before putting some distance between our bodies. I give him a giant grin and mused, “Let’s do this.”

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Requested by @amofbebbanburg: Hello! I know something to write 😝😝😝 if you haven’t written this already, how about a Spencer Reid x reader where they both are geniusses and both can get extremely involved in discussions and the team is always flabbergasted as they don’t understand a thing about them, except.. That Spencer and her have a crush on eachother and they make Spencer fonally act on it? Maybe some NSFW to it ❤

A/N: Takes place during season 5 and mentions Spencer being shot in the knee. Introduction takes place in season 5, episode 5 “Cradle to Grave” Sorry I went a little off of the request I had an idea and I ran with it, I still hope you enjoy!

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Category: FLUFF and SMUT! (NSFW)

Couple: Spencer Reid x BAU! reader

Warnings: Oral sex (male receiving), penetrative sex, chocking, Dom!Spencer, degradation 

Word Count: 2,889

******

"The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits."

-Albert Einstein 

You were sat at the corner of Spencer's desk as he rambled on about a blog he had just found, you wouldn’t have stayed and listened cause the subject was boring to you, but you stayed because you loved to watch the first genius in the BAU ramble. Especially since he was shot you couldn’t spend a moment away from him, afraid that something like that would happen again.

You were happy to see Derek walk in to the office finally someone else that Reid could talk to besides you. But, before you could give Reid to Derek, he was questioning Reid.

“Reid, what did I miss?”

“Oh, man, you're not gonna believe this. Some moron just posted a blog called "what would Carl Sagan do?" Spencer completely oblivious to what Derek was asking him about.

“No, Reid, the case.” Derek asked him again annoyance clear in his voice. “What's the case?”

“What are you talking about? I don’t know about a case, do you know about a case y/n/n” Spencer now directed his attention to you. You shook your head no “Nope I didn’t hear about any new cases coming in.” You told the boys.

“These emails from Hotch.” "take a look at this, " "new case to review."

“Emails from Hotch? I didn't get any emails from Hotch,” Spencer replied back to Derek while he typed on his computer. “did i? Nothing.” Both you and Spencer were clueless about what Derek was taking about. 

The whole time he talked you and Spencer shared questioning gazes between the two of you as you played with his crutches, him stealing them away from you before you hurt yourself or broke them. 

Derek had walked to Hotch’s office before you could ask him what was going on you and Spencer just went back to talking about the blog, you both assumed that Hotch had asked Derek to consul on a case before it was brought up in front of the entire team. 

*****

“Kristie Taylor, runaway, drug addict, Reported missing from Farmington, New Mexico 3 years ago. Yesterday, she turned up off a freeway Outside of Rio Rancho.” JJ had begin debriefing the team about their new case.

“Sexual assault combined with ligature marks on her wrists and ankles.” Spencer stated reading off of the case file. 

“She was asphyxiated.” You shuddered as you stated that as you hand was brought up to your neck, you hated whenever victims died from this, thinking that one day it could be you. In the bedroom you were know as the kinky submissive type, completely different from the dominant personality you used at work. And one of the things that could always get you off was a little bit of breath play, choking, you just loved it when a man took complete control of you, when your life was in his hands.

Those hands, god you had to get over this crush on Spencer ever since he was shot you realized your feelings were more of the “I want you to absolutely destroy me”, then the overprotective family type that they other members of the team had for him.

Spencer shook you out of your thoughts as he mouthed to you “are you okay” you simply nodded your head “yes” and went back to listening to JJ talk about the case.

When you had tuned back in Rossi was talking about how “There are a lot of guys out there who like chains.” You giggled to yourself and girls too, you thought to yourself. Spencer was confused as to way the mention of chains made you giggle, but figured out the answer when he saw the way your pupils were dilated, the rising blush on your checks, and the way you bit you lip with desire. 

He blushed to himself, trying to get the imagine of you tied up in chains for him and only him out of his head. He cleared his throat and tried to get rid of the growing bulge in his tight pants.

Rossi asked JJ  “ Are we sure this is the same unsub?”

“Kristie Taylor's autopsy report also indicates a second connection between these victims.” JJ replied back to him

Spencer informing the team of the connection, “she was pregnant.” Flipping the case file closed as JJ said that she had just given birth, she was killed within minutes of giving birth.

You had a theory, “This unsub isn't your typical sexual sadist. Captivity and assault we've seen before. What we haven't seen is this signature-- The role he forces these women to fulfill before he kills them. Motherhood.” you told the team all of them looking shocked and terrified.

“Journalist William D. Tammeus wrote, "you don't really understand human nature "unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round "will wave at his parents every time around And why his parents will always wave back."

“So why would a sexual sadist make women carry his children?” Emily asked the team with absolute confusion as to the unsubs motive.

“Gary Heidnik kept a harem in a dungeon. His goal was to create a large family As a replacement for his own broken home.” Spencer answered then turned to look at you, you continued his explanation.

“Josef Fritzl kept his daughter in a cell in his own house, And they had several kids together.” 

You and Spencer were always like this, you guys were known to finish each others thoughts almost as if you too shared the same brain. It was absolutely sickening how adorable you two were with each other when you would get into your genius debates, rattling factoids about anything to prove which one was smarter. They were always wondering when you two would finally get together.

And to be honest you had finally had enough of the back and forth of the will they won’t they and you had decided (much to Penelope's constant nagging) that after this case you would finally tell Spencer how you felt, and fingers crossed, jump his bones.

***** The case had finally rapped up after what had felt like forever and you were glad to step foot back into the bullpen, determination coursing through your veins as you eyes landed on Spencer.

“Hey Spencie want to get takeout and do a movie night?, I’ll even let you pick out the first movie” You asked him hoping that he said yes, but he usually always did Spencer could never say no to the puppy dog eyes you were know to give him.

“That sounds amazing,” He replied as he laced your arms together walking you towards the elevator “your place or mine?”

“Yours” If this plan was going to end in the way you hoped it did you wanted it to be done at his place. You wanted him to take you on every surface of his apartment. You felt yourself getting wetter at the idea and before you even realized it Spencer was opening the car door for you to get in, you blushed as you thanked him for being such a gentlemen and got in the car.

*****

You had made your way to Spencer’s apartment without exciting yourself to much, in case he didn’t return the same feeling of attraction.

You sat on the couch as Spencer placed your usual order at your favorite Chinese restaurant. “It’ll be here in 20 minutes” he told you as he joined you on the couch and he set his crutches down on the ground you gathered up some courage to place your hand on his knee. 

“Does it still hurt Spencer?” You began to bring your hand up and down his leg in a teasing manner making sure not to put too much pressure on it. 

“Umm no-o not that much only when I-i try to put too much pressure on it.” Spencer didn’t know what you were trying to do but, he was hoping that you were finally going to tell him how you felt. 

“OK that’s good just tell me if this hurts” 

“If what hur...” Before he could finish his sentence you straddled yourself on his lap combing some hair that had falling in his face behind his ears. You smiled deviously as you felt his growing bulge resting at your core, you moaned at the sensation. 

And in that moment, Spencer had lost all control, the years of him holding in his feelings were finally able to be set free. He grabbed your chin bringing your face inches away from him. You felt his hot breath fan over your face, another moan escaping your mouth.

His pupils were extremely dilated, they were filled with lust and desire. “Is this why you wanted to do a movie night y/n, huhh?” He left one hand on your check as the other wandered down to your throat giving just enough pressure to make you a whimpering mess in his lap.

“Yes, Doctor” That’s all you needed to say to him before he captured your lips in a breathtaking kiss both of you moaning at the sensation of finally being together.

“That’s what I fucking thought.” Spencer manged to get out in between kisses.

Both of you exploring each others bodies like you both had dreamed about. 

His hands now harshly gripping your hips and grinding you against him. You ran your fingers through his lengthy curls, tugging at the ends eliciting several moans from him. He begin to work his kisses from your lips down to your neck leaving love bites in his wake, marking you as his.

With every kiss and bite you were a whimpering mess for him, grinding your hips against his, your core was pulsating and you needed him so badly at this point it hurt.

You finally began to undress each other, the want of him being inside of you taking over your body. You stood up to help remove his clothes making sure that you didn’t hurt his leg.

“Are you able to hold yourself up against a wall” You asked him with a smirk.

“Yes” 

You grabbed his hand and shoved him against the wall before getting down on your knees, you stripped yourself down to your bra and underwear. Spencer had to stop himself from practically cumming at the sight.

“You are so fucking gorgeous” He manged to get out in between moans as you began to palm his erection through his underwear. 

Finally having enough of teasing him you grabbed his underwear and dragged it down to his ankles, him kicking them off. You were shocked at the sight of him.

His tip was pulsating red with pre-cum as it rest against his stomach, you had never felt more aroused then you were in that exact moment you couldn’t wait any longer, you had to feel him.

You wrapped your hand around his erection, staring to stroke him gently. You stuck your tongue out as you drug it up and down his shaft, bringing it up from the base to the tip. You looked at Spencer, having a feeling that eye contact was a turn on for him, he moaned at the sight of you, which only egged you on even more. 

You finally wrapped your lips around the tip, giving it a kiss before you began to to take him in your mouth. You wanted Spencer to fuck your mouth and that is exactly what he did. You felt his grip on the back of your head tighten as he began to thrust rapidly into your mouth, you made sure to relax your jaw to allow him more room inside of you.

He guided your mouth up and down his length, him loving the control that you gave him. 

“You fucking love letting me you use that pretty mouth of yours. Fuck, it feels so good baby, you are taking it so well, like the good, slut that you are.” Between the praising and the degradation you were soaking wet and just dying to feel Spencer inside of you.

You loved that you were the only one to see him like this, the complete opposite of how he acted in work. He never cursed, he barely had the courage to take control. But, in this moment he was in full control and both of you were high off the feeling.

Spencer was so close to the edge as much as the idea of cumming down your throat excited him he needed to know hat it felt like to be inside of you first.

You pouted as Spencer yanked you off of him, dragging you up by the hair. You know stood practically dripping from how wet you were on shaky legs as he had to hold you up as he wiped the spit from your chin and the tears that fell from your eyes.

“As much as I wanted to cum into the pretty mouth of yours I think we would both enjoy it much more if I come in your fucking cunt.” Each word made you wetter by the second, he pushed your ruined panties to the side.

He started with two of those perfect and long fingers, that slipped with such ease inside of me, he roughly finger fucked me. He had to hold me up with one hand as we made out like horny teenagers.

As he pumped his fingers inside of me he began to rub my clit with his thumb, he could feel how close your were, the way you were clenching around his fingers, you had stopped kissing him to preoccupied with the feeling of his fingers deep inside of you. 

“Are you going to come for me, as I finger that tight pussy up against my apartment wall, for all my neighbors to hear. I want you to fucking scream my name as you moan. I want everyone to know who you belong to.” 

As soon as the words left his mouth, you came hard and quick a sting of curses and the doctors name falling from your lips. He never stopped his assault on your pussy, he kept pumping his fingers in and out of you as you came down from your high.

“Good girl, so fucking responsive to me and the real fun hasn’t even begun.”

He lead you to his bedroom him climbing up on the bed first carefully as to not hurt his leg, as soon as he was situated he told you to take off your bra and underwear as he patted his lap.

As soon as you straddled him he gripped your throat making your eyes roll to the back of your head, as his other hand guided his length into you. 

Your moans were echoing through the bedroom as he entered you, filling you to the brim completely stretching you out. “Fuck, you take my cock so good baby, so fucking tight.” He stated as he began to pound into you from below you ground your hips against him trying to keep up with his pace.

His hand still tighten wrapped around your throat he pulled you towards him capturing your lips in a kiss that seemed a lot softer compared to the situation that the two of you were in now.

“Fuck, Spencer you fill me up so good.” He moaned at your words only pulling you closer to him and thrusting deeper inside of you. You felt yourself coming closer to release as he groaned against your ear.

The hand from your throat was removed only to move to your bundle of nerves circling it, “I want you to come all over my cock baby, before I fill you up with my load. Understood?”

“Yes, Doctor.” 

“Come for me baby,” he pleads as he feels his release is close. A hot panting mess, you still managed to scream his name as you came.

Spencer wasn’t far behind you still thrusting into with such force, your pussy tightening around him added to his orgasm as he came deep inside of you.

“Oh, god, fuck that feels so good baby.” 

You two just sat there for awhile in pure bliss, both of you hot sweaty messes but neither of you cared. After a couple of minutes he pulled out of you you whimpered at the soreness that you felt, but knew that Spencer would take care of it for you. 

He gave you a quick kiss on the forehead before he hobbled (since he left his crutches in the living room) his way to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean you up, you flopped over onto your stomach feeling completely drained.

You couldn’t stop the giddy feeling that coursed throughout your entire body you had never thought this moment was going to happen, especially with a co-worker that you fantasized about on a daily basis. You had finally realized you were also madly in love with this man.

Unbeknownst to you Spencer had felt the same giddy feeling as he stood just there in the bathroom staring at his reflection in the mirror with a smile that spread across his entire face. He had to realized the love he had for you and couldn’t be happy then to tell you.

*****

“Some love stories aren't epic novels. Some are short stories. But that doesn't make them any less filled with love.”

- Carrie Bradshaw