#i was kind of joking about it imploding by wednesday

[pacifymebby]

you're not the only one // chapter five

It had been a little while since that night in town, a month and a half or something like that. I was telling myself I wasn't counting but I was and I knew how sad that made me because I knew that Sam was probably not thinking about it at all. Things were pretty normal between us, when we were on shift he would drop me back and we would sit together in his car quietly, I would concentrate on his CD's and he would concentrate on the road. Things didn't look awkward from the outside. No one would have thought things were awkward had they been watching us from the back seat. It was though, painfully so and all the more painful because I knew it was my fault. I was the one making things awkward. It was all in my head just like everything else always was. Those chest pains and jolts of anxious energy which shot to my fingertips like static when he looked at me. It didn't have to be awkward, if I could just do what I knew everyone else did in situations like this—just be normal—then things would run just as smooth and as bland as those kinds of mundane social interactions - which couldn't even really be classed as social interactions - usually did. 

But I couldn't be - normal that is - I could only be myself, the Dylan-Wyn Bond everyone had always known, the scared of her own shadow, heart in her mouth, had to teach herself to smile as a child, shied away from anyone with a tendency to crack jokes because she never quite knew when to laugh or smile or when to simply smirk and say something sarcastic back. The Dylan-Wyn who cried too much and over things which didn't make anyone else cry. The one who'd gone for years in school not talking to anyone at all, just keeping her head down, trying not to be seen, not because she hated people - actually she'd longed to be just like all the other girls - but because other people stressed her out too much, made her nervous, made her feel like her heart was going to implode in her chest and drag her ribs and her lungs into a black hole. 

I couldn't be normal so I remained shy and quiet. Remained mousy and nauseous whenever the two of us were on shift together and sometimes I couldn't tell whether he was disinterested or shy or something else. He'd catch me glancing back at him behind the bar, or he'd catch me concentrating very hard on everything but him. Sometimes I'd try so hard not to look at him, not to draw attention to myself, that his ears burnt anyway and he would see me, and he would feel the discomfort in me. I'd make him uncomfortable. 

It was Wednesday afternoon, I'd finished work early because Lowlights was closing early. Sam had a gig and everyone was going, no point staying open for the three alcoholics who sat nursing slow pints for hours at a time when everyone else would be heading off to support Sam. 

I had been werritting over excuses why I couldn't go, just in case he'd had the notion to ask me if I was in fact going, and though he never had had that notion at all, though he'd barely say three words to me all shift and left without me because my brother was coming to pick me up, my excuses were to be rendered useless anyway. 

"You comin down Tynemouth with us then Titch?" asked my brother reaching over my head to grab my too big denim jacket down from the hook. He'd worked in the Lowlights himself back when he was in college and since management hadn't ever changed he'd still cut behind the bar to pester me whilst he waited for me to get my things. 

"I don't know I'm kinda t..." 

"Bullshit," he grinned, "cmon we're seeing Sam, it'll be class," he said jumping down the steps at the back door onto the tarmac. I winced and forced half an awkward smile. "Reckon he'll be very pleased to see you and all," he said pulling the kind of face that made me shiver all over with embarrassment. 

"Johnny!" I cried hiding my face in my hands, head tipped back to the sky. I could feel the blush in the heat of my cheeks. The fear that he wasn't the only one making jokes like that making me wish the ground would open up beneath my feet. To be swallowed whole would be a small mercy. 

"What dya say then, we gan?" he asked, "a mean am gannin anyway like a just reckon it'll look proper odd if a show up without me wee baby sister in tow like..." 

When he said it like that I knew he was right, that actually, in the long run it would be more embarrassing to have to explain why I wasn't there, than to show up with my brother, drink a few pints and then wander home at the end of the gig. If I was smart about it I could avoid Sam the whole night, if I was lucky he wouldn't even notice me. 

Of course I was going with Bondy so my plan to linger under the radar, hide away quietly at the back of the bar, was in tatters before we'd even arrived. 

Johnny had always been one of those popular kids, one of the weird ones no one could quite explain why they had as many friends as they did, only that they were just generally sound. For all his little eccentricities, for all he'd been a long haired lanky, grungey teenage nerd back in high school and even through college, he was still a lad who played guitar and sang in bands and somehow that was enough to carry him through life with all the popularity of school A-Listers. 

People had never really been able to understand how we were related in that sense. He could talk to anyone about anything for as long as the other person could listen - even if he didn't like them - whereas it didn't matter whether or not I liked a person, the chance of me getting even three words out without running away were next to none. 

Before we'd even got to the bar we'd run into three lots of pals of his, some of them the distant and vague kinds, one of them Lou is best friend since school, who was just as unhinged and just as much of a menace as him. Walking between them was a nightmare on the best of days because together they were a riot, talking complete rot or teasing me, today, somehow, it was even worse. 

"Reet little Dyl," grinned Louis so that I could already guess what he was going to say before he said it, so that my cheeks rosed over prematurely, "Av been hearing rumours about you you know..." 

"Careful mate if its what a think it is she'll do a runner, she'll be off and over that fence like speedy gon-fuckin-zales," Johnny said throwing his arm around me squeezing me into his side as if he thought I really would and he needed to hold onto me lest I really go shooting off into the distance. 

"Aye well," chuckled Louis, "a won't labour the point like lass, a just think a ought to clear it all up now, given current... shall we say... affairs?" 

I wanted to tell him to shut up but my mouth was dry and I was too desperately trying to think up ways I could reply to the inevitable question without embarrassing myself, that I couldn't think quickly enough to shut him down. 

"Artful," mused Johnny grinning too. 

"So, put an old soul out of his misery and confusion and riddle me this, if Sophie who works in that One Stop up town reckons she saw you and Sam snogging each other outside the pub last month, why hasn't your old uncle Lou heard about it from either of the horses respective mouths?" he asked his long convoluted sentence only dizzying me more. I was grateful though, all those extra words had brought me a few extra seconds to think something up. 

"Aye," sighed Johnny, "Av been wondering all this myself, one of my good pals and me own wee titchy sis, and neither of em have said a word," he said turning to me, pushing his finger to my nose, "this one actually threw a pillow at me last time I asked can you believe that?!"

"The cheek of it, most improper!"

"Most improper indeed!" 

They carried on like that all the way there and when we arrived things only got worse. I'd hoped to be able to find a quiet corner to hide but that was impossible. All Johnny's mates were there, standing around outside in the beer garden, pissed already, smoking cigarettes, their talk a loud rumble ricochetting off the walls. 

Inside was packed out too considering it was a Wednesday evening, mid week. We never drew this many people into lowlights mid-week so they were obviously all in for Sam or the unexpected sunshine which had warmed the city that morning. 

There was nowhere to hide even if my brother had allowed me to wander off out of his sight but as it happened he kept me tucked under his arm half to torment and half to protect me, because as much as he enjoyed teasing me with his pals, he knew how much I hated crowds and loud noises and he could tell without looking at me that this was my idea of hell. 

It didn't take long for him and Lou to get served, them being known by basically everyone behind the bar, basically everyone behind the bar eager to get the gossip on the new band Johnny had just joined. He carried them out with him to the garden, keen for a cigarette, knowing I would be too, and we joined his pals at one of the picnic benches. It was already full but they squished up just enough to make room for me and so I wound up sitting next to Johnny's girlfriend whilst the two lads stood beside us at the end of the picnic table pissing around. 

It looked like they were setting up at the edge of the beer garden as opposed to inside. I could see Sam lingering by the amps and the PA talking to someone I vaguely recognised but once I'd seen him I averted my gaze and focused on my bottle of cider. 

I was relying on the old, tried and tested method favoured by the under 5's. If I couldn't see him, he couldn't se me. 

"Honestly don't know how you put up with having both of these pair around yas all the time," Stevie rolled her eyes and smiled at me conspiratorially before turning over her shoulder to Johnny. "Can a pinch a cig?" she asked offering him an angelic smile which turned sheepish when he raised his brow. 

"Thought yas were quittin?" he asked and when she shrugged and blamed her work he smirked and rubbed her shoulder taking a cig out the packet for her and lighting it himself, "yas can have it if yas promise us you'll actually quit soon," he said. 

"Promise," she said with one of those white lie smirks. 

It wasn't Sam but it was his friends, Deano and Dru and Joe all pulling my brother into hugs, teasing him about his big shot job he'd managed to land with those "Welsh scoundrels." 

I always felt a little like I was invading their personal space when I was sat with them so I lit my own cigarette quietly, eyes fixed on my lighter and then on a random space somewhere on the wall across the garden. Not looking at anyone, concentrating on a dry stone wall type brick with moss growing between the cracks, I didn't notice the comings and goings of people from our table until I heard familiar voices. 

And when I heard those familiar voices I felt my cheeks flush on instinct. 

I was naïve to hope they wouldn't notice me when I was sat right there beside my brother. I could try as hard as I liked not to be seen but at the end of the day I stuck out with my dark auburn hair and the flush on my cheeks which came close to matching. 

That and Johnny wouldn't leave me be. 

"Aye a heard yas were all oot with ma titchy sis like," he grinned ruffling my hair, tricking me into turning to look up at him, a scowl fixed on my brow intended only for him and not for the others. "Gettin her pissed like," 

"Aye well, responsibly like," 

"Oh yeah course, responsibly pissed like..." 

"After a shift down lowlights on a Friday fucken night it'd be irresponsible not to get her pissed a reckon," grinned Dean shooting me a grin, his eyes friendly enough, gleaming with an alcoholic sheen.

My own smile was awkward too, the cider I was drinking failing to light my own eyes the way his pints had hit him. 

"Areet Dylan not seen yas in ages," he smiled getting me to shuffle up along the bench so that I was squished right into Stevies side and he could sit down to chat to us, "ynar yas promised us you'd come out with us again like an we've not seen yas since," 

He said it like it was a question and I could feel his expectation that I would answer. I couldn't though, I didn't know what I was supposed to say. I wasn't even sure he was being entirely serious. Whether his joke was self-effacing implying that they'd done something to embarass themselves, or whether it was actually directed at me. Whether he was implying that I'd embarrassed myself. That they weren't really arsed that I'd not shown up since. 

"Maybe it was somet you did Dean," smirked Stevie cutting in when she realised I wasn't going to reply. She'd been with Johnny long enough she'd started to notice things like that about me, and no doubt Johnny had told her all about his quiet little sister, too awkward for colour TV. 

I couldn't help but grin with relief when I recognised one of my own friends across the beer garden, their eyes meeting mine as they hesitated in the doorway. 

I stood a little abruptly, realising a moment too late that I looked awkward and clumsy and a little scornful when I left Dean and Stevie bickering between one another. By the time I'd realised my mistake however it was way too late to turn around and I just had to swallow my embarrassment and my guilt. Just had to try my best to meet Lois across the garden without anymore trips. 

"Hey," I said quietly, smirking when she did. 

"Johnny drag yas out?" she asked following the path I'd walked from my brothers table. 

"Yeah," I said with a smirk, "Charlie drag yas out an all?" I asked referring to her older sister who, was much like my brother in that she was a social butterfly and her little sister was, just like me, quite the opposite. 

"Aye," she smirked, "she's got the hots for that Dru Michael that plays in Sam's band," she added nodding over to the table where my brother was currently trapped in a headlock by the very same man. 

"A thought she fancied Aaron Thompson," I shrugged knowing that Charlie had probably set her heart on about five different boys between Aaron Thompson and Dru. 

"Aye," smirked Lois raising her bottle to her lips, "and Ashley Lewis and Callum Wilshaw and ah shit I cannae remember his name but he works in the chippy but only on Fridays and Saturdays..." 

"Ross somat," I said, "Johnny used give him guitar lessons," I added to explain why I despite rarely talking to anyone outside of mine and Johnny's friends, I knew Ross who worked in the chippy but only on Friday and Saturday nights. 

"Buckland!" she cried her own hand clamping over her mouth as she started giggling, "that's him yeah," she smirked, "she matched with him on tinder or somet but then he ghosted her?" 

"Nah what she's definitely out of his league," I smirked though it was a guilty smirk. I felt sorry for the poor lad, at 21 years old and littered with acney scars which dented his cheeks, his greasy hair which carried the smell of chip shop fat wherever he went, even midweek when he'd not been in work 3 days, he probably knew he was leagues below Chelsea Carter, that was probably why he'd ended up ghosting her. 

"Ynar she was propa wounded about it an all, sulkin for days," grinned Lois her eyes scanning the garden as if looking out for her older sister. 

Chelsea was only a year older than us, she was too young really to be classed as an adult even though an adult was exactly what she was. She was girlish in her nature, not unlike me and Lois, but she tended to wear her heart on her sleeve and flit around town with her friends. She was girlish in a different way to us. When we were quiet and shy she was outgoing, the kind of girl whose let's the whole bar know she's laughing. The kind of girl who knows exactly when and how to play with her hair. 

"Where's she now?" I asked but that was what Lois was trying to work out as she bit her lip and frowned, watching the bustle of people shift and move in currents and swells. It was one of those days everyone knew everyone. 

"Cmon let's just go back to me brother," I sighed defeated, "if Chelsea comes back she'll be made up," I added with half a laugh. 

When we returned to the table Johnny seemed somewhat relieved, his eyes smiling to settle on me. His warmth lingering for Lois when he saw her standing awkwardly next to me. 

"Alreet Carter," he said flashing her a lopsided drunken grin. Lois forced a shy smile back suddenly losing her voice and shying away. 

"Hi," she said glancing back at me as if to ask for help. Ever since we were in infants school she'd been a little scared of my big brother. When we'd hit high-school it became apparent why. 

I felt sorry for her that Stevie was here. They weren't exactly a particularly public couple in terms of affection but it would still be embarrassing for her to see them together. Would still make her wish the ground would swallow her whole. 

"Your brother out?" asked Lou looking just beyond us as if he thought he'd see Jake behind us. 

"Nah he's still away," she said, "stationed in Helensburgh till the Autumn apparently," she said biting her fingernails as her eyes glanced between Johnny and Stevie who's shoulders my brother was now leaning over to grab his cigarettes off the table. 

"Ah shit a forgot about that," said Louis then as if overcome with dissapointment at the reminder That Josh Carter a lad he'd gone to school with but never been friends with, had followed the classic Army Jobs trajectory, started out pulling pints only to be Made In The Royal Navy. "How's he doin? Yas hear from him often?" 

"Aye y'know, sometimes," shrugged Lois. I watched her chewing her cheek and felt pity brew in me again. It didn't last long though because a pair of hands on my shoulders had me jumping out of my skin, the squeak which left me, though it was quiet, burning me bright red. 

"Areet little Wyn," 

I turned around to see Sam grinning at me, his own eyes warm with an alcoholic glow too, "what're yas doing here like a want expecting a see yas?" he asked blushing when he realised he might have sounded rude, "Not that am not happy to see yas obviously like, just a bit surprised!" he grinned, hand scratching at the back of his neck as his eyes found the floor, smile quirking crookedly. I watched his eyes drift again, avoiding mine. 

"Johnny invited me," I said my voice catching in my throat as I looked up at him. My knuckles were white because I was clinging onto my cider for dear life. 

I felt like Baby telling a stranger that she Carried a Watermelon. I felt ridiculous. 

"Aye well, it's nice to see yas not in a beer stained polo top like," he grinned then adding with a smirk, "or borrowing one of mine," he added with this awkward little half laugh which made Lois snort into her drink using the glass to hide her amusement and failing miserably. She was blushing on my behalf and I was simply speechless looking back at him totally mortified. 

Neither of us had actually spoken about that night since the morning after that night. As if both of us had been trying desperately to forget it had ever happened. 

I tried to smile, a nervous laugh escaping me. The air bristled between us. I couldn't look him in the eye but that was okay apparently because he couldn't me either. 

Lois broke the silence in the end. 

"Sam a think your Deanos wantin yas," she nodded tilting her glass towards the little set up. 

His band weren't actually playing with him, it was just an acoustic set but Dean was lingering around the mic searching the crowd for his mate and when Sam turned over his shoulder and saw him he almost looked relieved to have an escape. As if he'd regretted saying hello in the first place. 

"Reet well, cinnabit," he said his voice a little strained, flashing us a smile over his shoulder, his feet already carrying him away. 

The second he was out of earshot I felt my brothers hands on my shoulders. I could feel my cheeks already burning up, Sam's touch had been enough to leave me a little lost for words, self concious and breathless, but when Johnny leant down to talk beside me, I knew he would be merciless. 

"Ynar lass," he said with a smirk, his eyes flickering between me and the stage where Sam was now stood with his guitar slung over his shoulder. "I don't know which one of yas was more awkward then like," he chuckled, "a mean you, obviously," he added ruffling my hair, "but he seemed awfully shy himself..." he said it as if he was teasing only me but I knew that had Sam been there too he'd have been directing his wind up merchent smile at him too. 

"Johnny," I whined trying to dismiss him, wishing hed just shut up, "zip it," 

"Oh aye you're welcome Dylan," said Lou placing another bottle of cider down in front of me. 

"Sorry," I flushed raising it to my lips quickly, the calpol flavoured drink leaving that artificial sweetness lingering on my tongue as I started drinking quicker. 

I was caught between an ever increasingly familiar dilemma. Get drunk and lose a little of my self-concious edge, my anxiety muted by the loss of inhibitions. Or drink slowly, remain in control so that I didn't wind up doing anything embarrassing again and so that tomorrow I would remember exactly what I'd done. If I knew what I'd said and done I could make sure I hadn't embarrassed myself. 

"Thanks Lou," I added but my voice was drowned out by Sam's as he began to sing. 

I'd heard a lot of the songs before. Johnny tended to go to everyone of Sam's gigs he possibly could and so I had wound up listening to the lad on numerous occasions which, when allowed to do so subtly, I couldn't complain about. 

I loved hearing him sing, his songs always had a soothing effect on me. I always felt calm and safe when he was running through one of his setlists making self deprecating jokes in between songs. 

That days set was very much the same and I found myself drink calmly through two more drinks before he reached the end of the set. The penultimate song leaving me with a little smile on my lips as I recognised it to be one of the demos he'd had in his car recently. 

"Darlin you're not the only one," he sang over and over again. I tried to listen to the lyrics and take them all in but I was too distracted by the familiarity of the track. 

It wasn't just that I'd heard it before but that I recognised the scenes, as if I'd watched them on a television before too. 

But I hadn't and as much as I thought I recognised some lines others confused me and threw me. 

As the set reached a close I began to feel the anxiety swell in me once more, this knot in my stomach twisting as I thought about what would happen next. 

All Sam's mates were sitting with us because they were all Johnny's mates too and the conversation could well steer itself back in the direction of mine and Sam's night on the town and the rumour which had been going round. One I knew to be true but which Sam was either completely unaware of or ignoring on purpose. Either way I didn't want to stick around to endure the teasing or the tension again and so as I finished my bottle of strawberry cider and tapped Lois on the shoulder. 

"Wanna come back to mine, got the new Zelda," I said hoping she would be in the same mood as I was. I could usually rely on her to be in the same mood as I was. 

"Can we get ice cream?" she asked which was actually her way of saying yes. 

I smiled, grinning with relief and also gratitude that I had my one friend who I could trust to always be on my same wave length. 

"Hey Johnny," I said lighting a cigarette passing the pack to Lois so she could take one too.

"Areet titch?"

"gan home see yas in a bit yeah?" 

"Yeah Areet," he said, "have you got your keys? Text us when yas get in yeah?" 

"Yeah," I smirked rolling my eyes at him, squirming when he threw his arms around me and hugged me tight. 

"You look after her Carter," he turned to Lois with a smirk, the kind that probably killed her on the inside the same way Sam's smile killed me. "Both of yas be safe yeah?" he asked waiting for us both to nod again and promise him. 

I was used to his over the top shows of care. Lois however couldn't understand what to make of it and her shock, her embarrassment - i couldn't tell whether she was embarrassed by how his protectivenesd seemed to have touched her or by the fact that how she felt was more than a little obvious to everyone around us. 

"Hey..." he said then, the alcoholic glint in his eye seeming to predict and play up to the stupid thing that slipped out next as he took my hair in his fingers, "you've got autumnal kinda hair..." he said, me and Lois screwing our faces up in confusion at the same time. 

"What?" 

"Can we go now?" I asked him with a smirk reaching for my friends hand which was still hovering from pink promising with my brother. 

"Aye go on both off yas, out me sight," he said chuckling away as him and Louis made a show of dismissing us and then, pretending to cry as Louis dabbed at his eyes. 

"Oh god," he cried out, "they grow up so fast," 

I blamed him and his little amdram performance a second later when I heard another shout in our direction. 

"Wyn!" called Sam doing one of those awkward jogs no one ever realises they've committed to until its too late. 

I stopped, my heart thudding and refusing to calm even when he stopped just behind us, a little distance left between us which seemed to make the whole interaction all the more odd and unnatural. 

"Thanks for comin," was all he offered, baffling me even more as I watched him a little out of breath. When neither me nor Lois said anything at all, her shying away because she didn't know him and he was older, me shying away because every time he spoke to me I forgot language. "Get home safe yeah, let me know..."he added quickly before chewing his cheek, sucking his skin in to cause a hollow as he glanced out the corner of his eye. 

I felt heavy with the expectation that I would speak next. 

"Uh yeah, sure, " I said sucking in on my own cheek, my hands shoved firmly in my pockets. 

I'd spend hours later telling myself off for not having behaved better. For having not thought to tell him he'd played well or that I liked his songs. Because he had and I did. I really liked them. I had just been too caught off guard and inside my own head in the moment to let him know. 

All I didn't was wave and walk away.

"See you at work a guess?" 

[greyias]

The cursed bird app meltdown continues apace. For those not in the know, if I'm understanding this hour's drama correctly, the muskrat has apparently told his personal lawyer, who somehow is heading the entire company's legal department now(????) that he's "not afraid of the FTC". Further context, all of the people legally responsible for them complying with the FTC agreement resigned overnight. They're apparently in some sort of violation of it right now? I think?

I'm going to ugly laugh if he gets fined not just millions but in the billions at this rate (and maybe even dragged in front of Congress, which apparently is now being murmured in some congressional twitter circles.)

There's a slack channel/conversation by the non-Musk owned legal team (ie: the actual employees on the legal team before this meltdown started) posting reminders to all employees that if they're asked to do anything illegal to call Twitter's internal ethics hotline. Oh, and also the FTC whistleblower hotline. And reminded them about whistleblower protection laws. Totally normal business things.

Yesterday they rolled out a new kind of checkmark so you could tell the difference between actually verified users and people who paid $8 for their checkmark. It was gray. Within like the span of two hours they retracted it. By the evening the $8 bought and paid for "blue check marks" were live. And you've likely seen screenshots of the absolute chaos that is reigning because of that. Including someone impersonating Twitter itself so they can scam the cryptobros out of more of their foolishly parted money. Which yeah, that's pretty on brand at this point. (Although the verified pope argument thread was pretty hilarious while it lasted.)

Meanwhile, I'm miserably considering adding another sideblog to post pictures of Griffin and tea, and maybe my minute-by-minute reactions to the Twitterplosion, because posting normally over there just feels ickier and ickier by the minute. @pirateyeti suggested I call it "Tea Time with Greyias and Griffin", which does have a ring to it.

(Yes, I could post my inane minute-by-minute thoughts here. But then like. I'd have to tag it so you could scroll by the nonsense. And I can't remember to tag things half the time.)

[sugar-petals]

Group Sex With SuperM

SUMMARY: creating a group chat is all it takes.

↳ A/N. yep, we’re going there. 

words. 14k

WARNINGS ⚠️ friends to lovers hc, porn with plot, idol au, sex w/ all members individually and together, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, sexting, blowjobs & cunnilingus, gaping, graphic, pegging, bondage, light foot fetish, sex toys, spitroasting (m receiving), brat taming, dick riding, protected sex, doggystyle, cuddling aftercare

curious about an eightsome are we

understood

how’s the state of things then?

last september you decided to open an entire group chat just for planning your juicy sexual activities together

and oh lord is it active

and full of ideas

and explicit videos

and emojis

and excitement

yesterday taemin sent a clip of lusciously covering himself in champagne foam for you

wearing close to nothing

in fact just a piece of gauze, a snake-shaped necklace, and probably a bit of perfume

oh boy

watching that was an out-of-body experience for sure

the entire chat basically imploded with reactions

but hey hey

not so fast

we need to go through everything from the start

to see how all these utterly historic events happened to unfold

so where did all that come from?

first off 

befriending super m outside work (eating together, fooling around, bingwatching stuff, you know)

...means there’s no point nor chance in having a permanent favorite with a group like this

every member truly is the creme de la creme

super m is the package of the entire packages

they are so legendary you can bias each member for one day of the week 

and never run out of that pure bliss

in fact 

you all agreed to do exactly that on a regular basis to get to know each other casually

it just naturally happened

seven days seven members that’s just logical

you can’t always hang out together in full attendance so you split up your times and set specific days

you change that routine very often depending on your individual moods

but it usually goes like this because you want to develop closer bonds with them one-on-one

so this is how it ends up

mondays you work out with xuxi. oh, that sexy smiley man. his body is the ultimate bomb. is there something better than doing sit-ups next to him? anybody’s sports motivation would go through the roof. and if there’s someone you call to share a pile of food with? it’s just gotta be him. being with yukhei is self-care.

tuesdays, you visit ten to check out his latest dance moves. and: to have a huge cuddle session with the cats. sometimes, you watch whatever series you’re in the mood for. it’s always a time to slow down and mend your sore muscles from monday anyway. you think ten is so interesting and talented, and super pretty, truly one of a kind.

on wednesdays jongin and you often end up on long midnight walks with the dogs or you both look after his cute nieces. meeting up at the river han is a staple, you get ice cream and snacks. you adore kai because he’s a sweetheart and steadfast person, and admittedly... so damn hot, holy hell. being with him makes you feel great.

thursday is baekhyun day and full of cheeriness as you’d expect. long hours of gaming, cheeky skinship, banter, and pizza eating await you at his apartment. you adore this mochi for his everything, he makes you laugh uncontrollably so much. sometimes, you also comfort him when he doesn’t feel good about himself or exhausted from practice. he will sing anything you want, baekhyun is like your personal 24/7 radio station.

fridays it’s time for the studio. mark is crafting his most fire bars and loves to have you around there. you inspire him a lot. he’s just completely astounding and the sweetest to you. friday most people would go clubbing, but super m just has to meet up in the studio. no paparazzi, and the music is obviously danceable. i’m telling you: this mob can jop, duh.

saturday is for handsome taeyong who loves coming to your home. cooking, organizing, doing the laundry, and browsing youtube together is the best thing. taeyong is the shyest goodest boy and a great listener. he gives great advice and is the epitome of respectful. you just vibe very well together.

sunday you dedicate to taemin. you watch artsy films, experiment with outfits, and he plays the piano for you so expertly. man, you are lucky. he’s like a fairy to you, and a connoisseur, a mythical figure almost. since he’s a newly-found cat dad, you easily fill your day playing with the most interesting kitten that is lee kkoong. sometimes, you even meet shinee members dropping by.

so yes this is what paradise looks like

and they all love to engage with you in their own way and you develop favorite ways to spend time, they put so much effort into this

it goes without saying that you all realize how hard you’re crushing as the weeks pass

like can you imagine

all the hormones i swear

you’ve already been joking to them that you have seven boyfriends some months ago

well the prophecy is fulfilled faster than you can blink

when you meet up as eight for a movie night at baekhyun’s, the atmosphere feels pretty frisky

because lucas is sending you ten thousand glances and certainly nobody misses that

if this guy is laughing at your every word i mean

meanwhile taeyong is having a nervous meltdown at your every comment about the movie, it’s ridiculous, he’s smitten as fuck, he looks at you like you’re an actual goddess

mark keeps on making glimmering eyes at you as well, and he asks you if you want popcorn every two minutes

baekhyun is all curled up close to your lap and not even watching the movie because his face is almost nuzzled into your sweater for fuck’s sake

taemin has spent the entire preperation in complete frenzy making sure there are scented candles everywhere and the snacks are exquisite and costly. mother taemresa? at full throttle. he even used his own damn credit card.

meanwhile kai suffers from his fidgety legs, constant hair fixing and even more inability to concentrate on the movie 

because damn, he knows he wants your attention. he literally came around with the tightest shirt he owns so there’s that. you can see every little muscle doing its thing when he does as much as breathe. kai is now well aware he came to impress. it won’t take him a lot to realize he wants to be even closer to you than doing midnight walks.

ten is so firmly snuggled up next to you, he might as well be your cat himself. if ten starts acting like a clingy feline instead of being in roast mode, you know he’s lovestruck i’m telling ya

needless to say

the mood in the room is hard to ignore

hell there are romance candles everywhere all those hecking rose fumes are to blame

surprise surprise all the members try to sit as close as possibly to you the more the movie progresses

even abandoning the couch and seats to sit on the ground in front of you instead

“you want popcorn?”

“like some more popcorn?”

“here, have my popcorn!“

“more popcorn?”

“hey do you want popcorn?”

from all sides, constantly

the m in super m stands for making sure you have popcorn

you never run out

like when the leading lady is pulling out a cigarette in those old hollywood flicks and at least twenty guys are scurrying to offer a lighter

i’m exaggerating but

nobody even knows what kind of movie they’re watching tonight though

the elephant in the room is trumpeting too loud to understand the dialogue

you’re surrounded by seven big ole hotties who have fallen for you

it was inevitable

it’s more than clear to everyone that they all like you and you couldn’t be any more fluttered yourself

let the hunger games begin

i’m jopping i mean i’m joking

this is not the wwe

it’s pretty clear to the boys that if they fight you’re gonna be so unhappy and your quality time together is ruined

you adore them all, and they’d be regretful about hurting their own bonds 

and anyway

if it came down to it and the bad blood was really escalating um...

...ten would destroy all of the competition

there’s no denying

by the simple virtue of his badassery and winning disease

quickly reducing all his opponents to a pile of dust so fine-grained, the great freddie mercury himself would resurrect to sing the soundtrack in the background and pump his fist

imagine that. superm actually being gladiators i mean wasn’t that the entire jopping mv

baekhyun would try to pull the leader authority card and use his hapkido martial arts skill but ten would obliterate him anyway so

even if taemin put on a dark robe and drew a salt circle to summon a million snakes from hell, ten would win the fight to a fault

but that’s too apocalyptic and outside of that thought experiment the boys are actually kinda shy so... let’s scratch that

there are seven days of the week with good reason 

you ease the uncertainty and tension by saying you’d truly fail as a tv bachelorette

everyone understands that deciding would be impossible and cheating is shit

why give someone a rose and break 6 hearts when you can hand out a whole damn bouquet

it’s more stylish my friend

and for what reason would ten want to face off against taemin and his army of snakes in the first place. they’re ten’s greatest inspiration

nor does kai have any tighter shirts 

he already ran out, he brought his A game from the get-go

on top of that the popcorn is empty there’s no more to offer

so you remain with the idea to just keep your daily routine

xuxi monday, ten tuesday and so on

keeps everything in order

it’s fair

plus it doesn’t mess with their schedules

usually unless a big award show is coming up but that can be re-planned in advance as well

you know... things can develop in their own timing with each member

it’d be awkward to expect everyone to be on the same stage at once

baekhyun is comfortable with all kinds of back hugs while taeyong and taemin are still completely flustered and turn all wobbly at just a greeting wave

you know what i mean

it’s already clear everyone loves you very differently 

some members are more straightforward, others take it slow, it’s just a normal thing

that’s when the group chat is born

it’s still very sfw 

compared to how explicit it’ll be in the future ahem

and everyone is overcautious with writing something except baekhyun, the eternal extrovert

for now you keep each other updated on how it’s all going with trivial details

earlier you just had individual chats and baekhyun arranged the group meetings since he knows the schedule best

now it’s all in one spot so that works

everyone’s curiosity is quenched at least a little bit

and they see each other anyway and put their heads together

baekhyun will be the most open about how far your skinship slowly develops followed by lucas and kai who oggle each other in their usual tom and jerry manner

which you have an eye on

you tell the members something very important for when they’re envious

or feel the need to one-up or catch up

it’s the sign to get closer to you and that they’re ready for taking another step. that’s literally what jealousy is all about

that advice helps them out a lot actually

kai takes that to heart in particular because he knows he’s prone and feels bad about it

and they also learn from ten who carries a quiet happiness with confidence that doesn’t need comparison, but he can also talk very honestly about how he’s standing with you to the point

ten knows how it’s done

as expected of such a competent man

like he’s kissed your hands very lightly but he doesn’t feel the need to show it off all day

and he also leads by example together with taemin and taeyong how one can give compliments even when not being involved in something 

“you’re looking adorable together“ as taemin would often say about you hanging out with kai or baekhyun

a lot of praise culture is developing in the group chat

you like to see it 

and now for the other elephant in the room

as for who will ask you to sleep with him first

(and mind you at this point they’re all walking around with condoms in their backpacks and jackets)

believe it or not

after the finishing touches on his latest mixtape (oh yes), and those tracks have you feeling some kind of way oh shit, mark gathers all his courage

yes it’s mark lee 

literally he steps into the blaze of bravery of jongin when he first put on a crop top

and gets out a little “can we... some time... you know...” after you’re having some pretzel sticks together and awkwardly sitting around

oh what's gonna happen next huh?

you say you’ve been thinking about it a lot

that he has a great body doesn’t go unseen

and tell him how you imagine it with him

long story short you’ll have your first quickie in the sound booth that night

cutting straight to the chase

him steadily penetrating you from behind, you leaning closely with your back to his chest

just standing and enjoying the rhythm

that dick. is amazing.

oh god, mark lee

long, curved, smooth, a classic

meanwhile your fave rapper is definitely going through it

his arms tell you everything

that’s an embrace for the books

he’s hugging you like his life depends on it

you can just take in how he’s been showering twice today this guy is clean as fuck he smells so good

getting off from shampoo and fabric softener is not what you expected but it definitely makes you clench

you both know he’s not gonna last for more than six minutes and that’s ok

that’s a lot of long-held frustration released into that condom

and a lot of passion put into how he puts his guitar fingers to work on your clit afterwards

jimi ‘lee’ hendrix has arrived

oh yeah mark, you fucking treat, fuck it up

that way you won’t last long either since you guide his finger tips to your favorite spot and the motherfucker completely goes for it

“like this, like, um?”

and he goes off with the wrist

oh shit

it’s all kept so short and simple and you’re on the oldest mustard-colored studio couch that ever existed but mark lee is mark fucking lee nothing can obstruct his quality

like this guy has some serious skills with the angles

that orgasm is gonna get some moans you didn’t know you were capable of out of you

never wasting time, that guy is he

mark definitely fucks like he raps. fast and good

you cool down together looking each other in the eyes, forehead to forehead, for like fifteen minutes, and you give each other little chaste kisses all over your faces and he melts every time

your little rendezvous was definitely so needed 

you ask if you can bring some vibes to play around with and a watermelon next time

you don’t have to ask twice

mark is so damn happy

and the timing was right

straightforward and spontaneous. that definitely works well with mark

no complaints, you go home feeling comfortably refreshed. you’ve told him he could tell the others or wait to do it, this is up to his comfort because he is shy

neither happens

after just one glance at him the next day while the group is doing a photoshoot

baekhyun already knows mark slept with you 

he just knows

and makes a loud “ohh wow, you did it” noise

ten takes two only glances to understand what’s going on too

mark nods and the whole group is highstrung for the entire day

like a hive of bees oh yes

kai is massively proud of raising mark so well but also really surprised

unlike taemin who calmly advised mark on many things in advance

guess where mark’s fingering skills originate from

he took some secret pointers from the king 

taeyong is shook at his rap buddy’s singleminded grit to just spontaneously ask you

while baekhyun...

is keeping it together repeating the anti-jealousy mantra you gave him in his mind

“jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer....“

it makes him realize oh god he really wants to be inside of you badly as well

you ain’t dumb, you see his change of tone from cute to sexy in the group chat even if he might not notice

baekhyun is trying extra hard to make you react to him

he posts so many cute selfies with kissy faces

needless to say taeyong’s time slot gets postponed to next thursday while you visit baekhyun this evening

it works for taeyong because he still needs to think some things through

the news overwhelmed him a little and he is shy about meeting up but that’s not a problem for you

and it’s better to get together with your mochi sooner because you both know there’s a lot of banging to do

like seriously

your mood tells you that candy’s on the menu today

oh yeah. it’s time to be all over your clingy lil’ honey bunny 

there’s not much endless wooing involved it goes to the point very fast after you arrive at his home

you just wanna stop pretending and fuck like animals and see his brain melt from it

remember how baekhyun once said he doesn’t fancy nice girls

that’s what he meant by that

mattress earthquake

he wants you fully riled up with arousal and addicted to touching and grabbing him

yeah baekhyun gets off on your desire

that’s not hard to accomplish when he makes big puppy eyes and puts his tongue on your neck

with that gomez addams shit... kissing up your arm and then popping off as soon as he gets there

congrats morticia

here is a man who can handle ya

he’s being so slobbery and moany about it that it knocks the breath out of you 

that shit is so good

baekhyun is not just a pro at giving head my friend it’s also giving neck

and unlike mark, may god have mercy on you, baekhyun keeps on going and going and kissing and kissing and he wants to lick up all of you so bad 

we know how needy and stamina-heavy this fella is

baekhyun is super m’s most insatiable member by fucking far

he’s like just give it to me and you’re like ok here we go

this guy is burning up oh god

that’s an evening of ten thousand positions, fearless cumplay, and a lot of face-sitting

super m’s most unleashed tongue right here

thank god you worked on your fitness with xuxi otherwise you couldn’t do this

he’s moaning in some harmonic scales or something it’s a whole concert

baekhyun is fully at it with you in every room of his flat with his whole neck and underarms looking mighty veiny

yeah he even carries you around to make it short and simple he’s one impatient bun

he can lift up sehun bridal style so no worries

mochi is smol and thin but he won’t drop you i promise

he’s fueled by horny boyfriend hormones and wants to give you the greatest night of all nights

and hit all the amazing spots

baekhyun aims to make your pussy lips throb and fall completely in love with him

and the bridge of his nose if you get what i’m saying

he’s also versatile in his clothing choices

if you say keep your nerdy glasses on, oh yeah they stay on

just a little challenge to see if you can ride him hard enough to see them fall off

and that dick is not some extra long lasso mark lee calibre

so he can really bend it more and thrust with ease at many angles

talking about mark

he regrets not asking you earlier but you tell baekhyun that this way was much better because you unceremoniously skipped to the fucking instead of messing around

if it wasn’t for mark’s courage to break the ice even with a choppy sentence 

you’d still be awkwardly looking each other in the eyes while munching pizza

all hail mark lee nervous legend

this way, baekhyun goes all out with fewer restraint and the burden of being first with making the impression that comes with it

we all know he’s too self-conscious for his own mochi good so that’s a better way to start out

this way baekhyun will have sex with you until he’s passed out on his bed

knocking him out like that might as well become your favorite hobby

even minutes after your tongue still feels like it’s knotted together with his honestly, the muscle memory is kicking in

and this must be the most dick thrusts you’ve ever gotten in one night

baekhyun really wants to be all inside you, make you feel him

if the condom broke at least his baby will be easy to identify from day one

it’ll come out and belt a perfect G#5

he gave it all my god you stopped counting the times you came your pussy is just dripping wet it feels crazy

and his voice has become all raspy i—

that was baekhyun’s hardest vocal run yet i swear

the contraception shelf in the convenience store next to his house is close to empty

but there’s no need to buy more

what you two perverts have been up to is enough for comfortably going through 10 years of celibacy

baekhyun is content and sleeps like a baby

you hold your bun for like two hours afterwards and never want to let him go

you are as wobbly as taeyong after getting a head pat from you

and the most well-kissed girl in this city tonight

both sets of lips

what a smoochy boyfriend

you even get the chance to jerk baekhyun off in his half-sleep after he wakes up and asks you to put your hand in his pants

guess who opens his mouth very wide to lick his own semen off your fingers with some really obscene noises

it’s his royal nastiness byun baekhyun 

who sucks your tiddies to drift back into sleep again

with his hands in your pants

god bless this man

the group chat is sending 👀 emojis all the way throughout the night

your boys know love is in the air

they’re loosening up the timing is right again

you send cute smiling emojis 

a bunch of “ahs” and “ohs” come through via voicemail

and lucas even writes: “so who’s next? 😳”

damn

you reply boldly: “the one asking that”

the group chat becomes a buzzing beehive again

from which you extract that kai is also very interested while ten, taeyong and taemin prefer waiting a little more

but this time you don’t switch time slots since you’ll meet xuxi on monday already 

kai wants to set up something nice and prepare the catering and whatnot (alright you rich man)

so it’s gonna be wednesday as usual with him

so far so good that’s the plan

sunday being taemin day, you get together to read and paint and listen to music

you feel like just doing some sensual kissing with him and taemin is very down

yeah baby he is the kissing king, taemin is hot stuff, he knows exactly what he’s doing, those lips are the pillows at the gates of heaven

losing your mind is a staple when you do that with him

just making out on the couch surrounded by the nicest arrangement of pot plants you’ve ever seen while it rains completely relaxes you and the serotonin is off the charts

he holds you so gently and tastes so good

what is it, rose water or something like that

he even put on his coziest sweater so you’ll love leaning against him

TL;DR taemin is the biggest fucking romantic in the history of SM

that was so seductive you’ll be dreaming about it

applause for lee taemin please

perfect contrasting programme: just hours later

yeah here it goes now

monday starts with xuxi stripping more than he usually does 

at the makeshift gym in his room while he’s on the treadmill

with his hair freshly dyed the most himbo shade of blonde ever

and yeah that’s blonde with an e because yukhei is too sexy to be called a blond. what an ugly word to look at

he’s a blondé

so that’s nice

he’s so dtf you just skip the workout 

time for lubed condoms.

i don’t have to tell you that you literally jump on him 

or that you’ll be dealing with super m’s singlemost biggest equipment

he doesn’t even have to drive it home an inch by himself you’re already riding him

he can’t handle all that gear in the first place

because how do you even develop a technique with such an unrealistic dick

hell how do you even exist like that

so it’s clear who’s taking the lead

all he has to do is work that body but it sort of happens on its own

himbo autopilot

you are going hard and chaotic on this man

xuxi doesn’t even know what hit him

he’s so vocal and excited 

you fuck him while he holds you up, get down on several gym benches, have him bend you forward at the bathroom sink... 

...and you attend business in ten’s room on a desk and window sill

because it’s the most silent there and doesn’t disturb xiaojun’s beauty sleep

ten has discreetly ushered you there and preoccupies himself in the kitchen with the cats

he knows how the game is played

either floor ‘em all or always watch out for others

MVP

but you are secretly wondering what ten is plotting because he has some serious self-control and observation skills

given how tidy his room is... whatever his plans are you can look forward to it

xuxi is definitely suffering from your heavy duty cock destruction in the meantime while being in heaven at the same time

that dick is worn out and dripping 

so much bouncing is even gonna make the biggest boy lose it

milking that orgasm out of him is gonna be so gratifying yum

the deep and defeated moans, my god he really surrenders to the pleasure

wow that was almost as to-the-point as studio sex with mark

no idle talk in nct huh

you clean each other all exhausted and then gobble up three bowls of noodles each

then sleep for two hours in each other’s arms

then do a second round because this guy is really getting you going and yukhei wants to live this monday to the fullest

like this man gives you previously unknown levels of energy

must be the blonde hair. it does sexy things when yukhei is twitching

this time it’s a dick blowing festival

oh yeah

the type where you’re so sloppy with your head bops, he doesn’t even know where to put his hands and needs to think emergency thoughts

oh yeah big dicks make for some nice slurpy noises that sound really plump you know what i mean

he’s gonna realize very soon you do this shit for your own entertainment

and get all kinds of squeaks and faces out of him

only little pauses help him keep up the stamina so he asks you to pull off for a bit every two minutes or so

he has to look elsewhere and distract his mind with thinking about washing the dishes

girl... your tongue has this man sweating major bullets

you’re big on the corruption kink are you

once again 

xuxi is gonna be so shaken and pass the fuck out from cumming

and he thought he was a horny guy

his soul must have left his body and that scalp is probably dead

but bleaching was worth it (he looks like a sleeping angel now)

not to mention banging all over the wayv dorm

ten got a preview of what’s expecting him

not that he doesn’t know he reads you well

lucas promises to return the oral favor next monday and finally collapses entirely in the living room wearing only boxers

nothing new for wayv, great sight for you

not a single workout routine has exhausted xuxi this much

he needs 10 hours of sleep to reboot

“she’s so wild 😲😂😍” is gonna be what he’ll summarize it as in the group chat later

first big boy taken down

the second one follows

wednesday is right around the corner 

oh yes

kai definitely goes off with the preparation you are not ready for this spectacle

he redecorated his entire kitchen and bathroom to perfection with flowers, lanterns, dim light, petals, expensive fabrics draped from the ceiling, and there’s a great view on night time seoul

you can tell he’s best friends with taemin

i mean they’re the greatest entertainers of their time of course their taste is great

always going the extra mile

the black, sheer shirt with a deep cleavage that kai put on is nothing short of a treat

is that a lace choker he’s wearing

and his hair is pushed back lord have mercy

you get pretty weak in the knees at that

the catering leaves nothing to be desired either. a full 3-course sicily-style italian meal with 100% organic ingredients and beautiful basil and thyme garnishings

to set the mood afterwards jongin does what he does best

don’t tell me you didn’t see this one coming

just a chair for you, some music, and him

is this like a whole damn private concert?

he has prepared an entire setlist to thrill you with selected styles of dance

even a rendition of salsa, swing, and tango argentino

i’m telling you...

if kim jongin moves his body for you like that you’ll be fucking hooked and honored and not believe your eyes

what a feast

prepare for a serious case of dropped jaw

and jongin being an absolute daredevil dancing incrementally close to your chair

he incorporates all these little moments of skinship

where he strokes your hair, your jaw, or takes your hands

while at the same time he’s completely destroying it on the dancefloor

with those scorching hips and how he works it on the carpet right in front of you

you’re about to fucking melt

what a time to be alive

the sheer shirt’s buttons are holding onto dear life as do his pants

kai’s movements are becoming extremely ecstatic

what a fucking lapdance 2.0

men have clearly evolved otherwise this wouldn’t be happening

kai dances like a king on a stage but jongin? is god-like when he dances with just one person as the audience

shiit

and because he’s very nervous

he work particularly hard to ace it

in his mind he’s already underneath you judging by how he’s moving

...you can definitely fancy a luscious private concert each wednesday

and for designated activities in the bathroom

he even made a whole 5-hour playlist of the finest songs

so he can make you grind on top of him

don’t tell me kai isn’t the master of courting

king of effort

i don’t have to tell you that this is gonna be the most sensual night you’ve ever had

kai will get to know your body very, very well

those hips never stop do they

the fact that thursday is baekhyun day right after this?

wow aren’t you exhausted

the orgasms just seamlessly continue huh

everything goes on like that 

friday you have a toy-filled, passionate evening at the studio with mark who’s doing the most 

let’s say mark just has good ‘vibes’ indeed

this almost gets as messy as your first time with lucas

have fun cleaning up that couch, canada

what a sex marathon

if you don’t have your period

there’s always a lot of action going on 

or actually. you do catch a break for the weekend

saturday you bake delicious, pistacio and pecan-crusted sticky buns with taeyong 

who also shows you the new fledgelings that have hatched in his apartment

so adorable

sunday you endlessly make out with taemin in the sheets who has of course heard of jongin putting on a show

so he dances for you as well and even does the hands-tied criminal choreo in an especially luscious rendition (aka extra heavy breathing and grinding on the floor, and doing splits that almost rip his pants)

oh yes my love

nothing really happens afterwards you just have dinner completely flustered

if lee taemin dances, sex becomes redundant and doesn’t compare anymore

but really now

the slow burn is unbearable with him for fuck’s sake

taemin knows how to work up the seduction bit by bit

you basically masturbate all evening after returning to your house

god. what to do with this guy

on monday you ravage yukhei’s dick and get all that head 

xuxi is a chaotic fella but he keeps his promises

plus you get the best full-body massage of your life

and for the first time pull out your phone to basically livestream yourself riding him

so the whole chat can watch for five minutes

yep. you learned that courage thing from mark lee

the camera work is obviously subpar but the video definitely has maximum effect

kai and baekhyun stream their reaction right alongside your broadcast

“woah woah oh my god oh my god!!”

everyone’s freaking out, everyone stops whatever they’re doing, everyone is glued to their screens, they love your body moving

you’re having a blast 

especially when you stream another round an hour later and lucas holds the camera now

his arm is perfect for that by the way

strong and stable and high up in the air

so you can do your thing on that fat dick with a bonus of the sexiest xuxi moans ever

that deep but soft tone... yukhei really got a perfect groaning voice huh

after getting steamy for almost ten minutes, you get some great close-ups of your pussy after having yukhei pull out mid-romp

because that gape is for the gods

don’t kid yourself with a dick like that inside you’ll be opening a little wider

it looks and feels even better with lucas tracing his long fingers inside of it

with the closeup zooming in even more while he’s putting his thumb on your clit 

mmh that’s good stuff

six very shaky boys are sitting in front of their phones right now being able to look um very deeply inside of you

baekhyun is basically frozen to a statue on the reaction stream and salivates nonstop it’s just running down his neck at this point

his wettest dreams are right in front of him

stretched out pussy all juicy and swollen? baekhyun’s lifeblood. he’s seeing god 

he turns up the brightness of his phone to maximum so he can see every little detail 

remember. this guy loves to be inside of you so obsessively he wants to pay rent to live in there

so he’s appreciating an HD view of his favorite place, really deep and really pulsing and really soaked

yukhei has slathered you in lube and really pushed apart your muscles very gently, no abrasion, you relaxed so nicely around him

it’s feeling good as fuck

kai who’s watching right next to baekhyun just stares with big eyes

every injury he ever got while dancing is suddenly healed 

he’s a new man his spine has put itself together his legs are reborn

taeyong almost falls off his chair when he tunes in

he’s that bewildered

he just types a big WOW and a wall of blushing emojis

the explicit songs he’s been listening to and whatever he’s been rapping about recently are nothing in comparison to this

finally someone climbed up to taeyong’s level of nastiness

and he thought he’d never find someone on eye level

secretly he loves the nice view but he won’t admit how much

meanwhile he will rewatch this over and over for the whole week at least five times a day

and then there’s taemin

| adorable 😊🤗🎀 6v6

| can you put the camera a bit closer again 👉👈

| and turn on the flash if that’s ok 😳

| ah thank you 💟

i don’t know what taemin has seen or heard or experienced in his life and what made him this way but damn he loves that graphic shit

turning on the flash makes even yukhei’s jaw drop and rub your clit even faster

he’s damn proud he could make your pussy open up to him this way as he should be 

cuz he’s really been improving his Big Cock Techniques (BCT)

mark doesn’t write anything but he’s online and streaming so yeah he’s jerking off

with two hands

baekhyun is typing how much he loves the wet sounds and how great the fingering action is

and he’s damn right. telepathy 

that’s your favorite pervert right there yeehaw

in the meantime yukhei’s brain is empty he’s just smiling bright and enjoying the moment and the attention and your body

ten is basically next door because this is the fucking wayv dorm 

you can hear him choke on his coffee and whisper ‘oh my fucking god, oh shit’ to himself

the phone almost topples into the sheets while lucas is putting all those rubs and circles into your clit but the audio is already telling the boys to watch very closely anyway because here it comes

taeyong is probably falling apart by now given how he’s posting a couple fragmented sentences that you try to decipher on yukhei’s phone

until you get close and take up filming yourself again 

so yukhei can make a video with his own phone as well

yep that’s two cameras on you by now not just one

xuxi’s been such a steadfast babe 

and he gets to see the fruits of his work. for one, just how much of an imprint he left with his cock inside you 

and second how hard he can make you cum now

those big fingers are magic on you

taemin gets all the closeups he ever needed from your camera because you hit the zoom even more

yukhei starts kissing you twice

not as carefully as he often would

it’s the really wet and passionate version this time

he films your lower faces as good as he can

those big fucking lips 

they never fail to make you get the hots

they’re really made to do all this are they

his tongue nips into you with extra saliva on board

you suck it into your own mouth and mix it with yours, and gather some more

and slip your tongue above his in return

yukhei makes sure you can hear him swallowing all that warm runny spit and moans into your mouth

guess who just blew one big juicy load into the condom

and he’s not even inside of you

jesus christ yukhei

looks like french kissing is his orgasm button 

you start sucking on his tongue when it slides back between your lips and you make them really tight and puckering

the noise is so delicious

yukhei shoots the rest of his semen into the condom

you go even harder on him, the kiss gets really deep

kai and baekhyun are literally jumping up and down on their beds by now

taemin and mark are sending star-eyed emojis

ten is definitely beating the meat next door

yukhei’s hand is massaging incessantly between your legs

he makes you feel. so. good.

when he retreats from the kiss you’re ready

you can hardly keep the phone stable in your palm

yukhei also points his camera back at your pussy again

and makes sure to catch every contraction

you know an orgasm is good when you’re going all “oh... ohh...”

even taeyong goes online to stream his reaction because you cum so beautifully

he’s actually crying and can’t close his mouth he can’t believe what he’s seeing

your pussy lips are so sloppy and stretched apart and twitching and you make sure the camera catches every bit

it takes almost half a minute until your muscles calm

you tell yukhei to clean it up with those plump lips of his

baekhyun and taemin are violently agreeing with thousands of “YESS EAT UP!!!” and “yes!! 😊♥︎🌹” text bubbles in the chat

your guys are so cute do you realize that

in order to have both hands free, lucas ends his video, puts his phone aside, and is already licking you up like a whole bowl of whipped cream

you keep on streaming on your own phone and brush the hair out of his face

the best part is catching yukhei’s tongue winding between your lips and then spoiling your pussy with big kisses very very slowly as not to overstimulate you

he’s such a fast learner he’s doing it really well

once you’re satisfied and cool off, you stroke the back of his neck and his favorite boyfriend duties are officially on pause

so he can go to pull off the condom and clean himself up, and get ready for bed after a quick mini snack

while you blow kisses into the camera, flirt with all your babes while they flirt back and even bow to you

and film your pussy all swollen and licked up but slowly closing a little bit again, ever so slightly

ten sends two little black hearts and a little “that was the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen thank you 😽”

you make sure taemin gets an extra close view of your clit and taeyong is making high-pitched squealing noises in his reaction video stream

mark goes like “yea that’s the spot!”

kai has joined baekhyun with the mouth and saliva action, they’re both licking their lips all over the place and make lewd lusty faces

they’re literally sucking and eyefucking your pussy through the camera bitch they want it so goddamn bad

oh to have their mouths on you right now to come down from your high and chill

you tell everyone how much you miss them and how badly you want them to be here

and how you want to feel all of them all over, on your skin and inside you

the chat is full of yearning and horny crying emojis now

yukhei helps you clean up the rest while you text how it felt with mark and baekhyun because they wanna know more

you talk about how yukhei’s girth is always rubbing that one spot inside and his breathing changes when it does

and you say you really loved their reactions

the members promise to be careful and discrete when they re-watch the stream and ten also says that if you don’t want it to stay in the chat some day you should never hesitate to delete it

you say no problem boys you should know me inside out, just remember to use head-phones when yukhei starts slurping at the 01:27 min mark

taeyong and mark are losing it at your puns

then you have a glass of water taller than yukhei’s dick and basically dance to the bathroom

lucas talks to the boys with his big ole smile in his pyjamas while you’re busy

oh god he is so shy

but very very blissed out. it really takes only two things to make this man happy. big plates, twitchy pussy.

a truly simple man. you like that

kai is definitely evolving from his teasing yukhei agenda in the meantime

he is sending thumbs up emojis instead of raised eyebrow ones

you lay down in xuxi’s big embrace and say goodnight to your boys

yukhei buries his nose in your hair, and kisses you on the forehead so innocently, taeyong melts in his little video square on screen

taemin is a big fan as well

he’s living true to his “explicit shit and romance” life motto isn’t he

you ask if everyone was enjoying themselves

big positive reactions all over the chat

you coo how you adore them all so much and want more of things like this where everyone is involved

eight people are going to bed very happy today

yukhei waves and baekhyun goes offline as well, as does taeyong who’s beaming

end stream

it was a masterpiece

that mark needs to recover from the very most, his entire bed is full of used tissues

and basically

over the next few hours the chat is losing their minds over and over again

everyone can’t stop gushing and telling you what their favorite part was

kai says how turned on you were was making him hard all night

ten enjoyed the wild kissing part and how wet everything was

naughty boy taemin keeps on talking about how — i quote — your insides are the best ever!! while sending flower emojis

your stream has unleashed a gigaton of sexual energy

and that basically goes on and on

until tuesday arrives

oof 

today’s the day

you know that ten is up to something 

except the little hearts and kiss comment

he hasn’t written much in the chat

oh shit oh shit what is he planning

he truly is a pisces

you know that some epic stuff is about to go down since the cats are with yangyang 

and — what

there’s a large canvas in his room with a piece of cloth to cover it

lord have mercy

he’s bringing the big guns

ten will even hold a little speech on how he got inspiration two weeks ago

only to proceed to unveil the art very shyly

it’s an elaborate pencil drawing standing about as tall as him

immaculately sketched in a realistic way

have a guess what he’s been drawing

exactly right it’s an erotic depiction of you

laying on your back, thighs spread, head thrown back

and to make it mysterious you see more of the legs rather than the crotch area

so whatever or who is giving you pleasure is entirely up to you to imagine to your liking

it’s more about how the person he drew feels lust rather than the onlooker. he drew this for your own enjoyment

he did that very cleverly and classily 

this canvas will be your utmost treasure and get such an intimate spot in your home

it doesn’t take very long until you’re mounting him and get those hips moving in a circle

ten is just full of surprises

you ask if you can photograph the drawing and upload it to the chat

ten is like ohhh!

but why not, now that he thinks about it. he secretly likes praise and visibility for his drawings so much

the post is definitely a success 

lots of exclamation marks and reaction memes for three hours straight

but who would’ve thought otherwise

ten is just massively talented, always on point

and hits the right nerve with his line of work

as your pussy can attest

yukhei is gonna tease in the chat that he heard you in the dorm and that it sounded mega hot wink wink wink

ten writes:

| my tongue hurts 

| let’s do it again next week

| i feel inspired to draw more as well

the chat explodes with hype for another two hours

multiple members come up with their own artistic takes on you

on wednesday kai presents a feral dance he choreographed for the whole morning. showing a representation of what you are to him and what he feels for you

very beautiful

on thursday baekhyun gifts you a deliberately humorous doodle titled mochi mama in the style of i dunno, probably picasso on crack

you have not seen anything like it

it’s gonna make you laugh in sad hours for many days to come

talk about come

baekhyun will have his hands busy in and on you all night

he wants to feel mama mochi and please you and make you smile

try not to climax challenge: failed several times

on friday mark blasts a song he wrote about you as soon as you put your hand bag down in the studio

100% of the lyrics are about how sexy and charming and special you are to him and how infatuated he is and how much he thinks about you all the time and how much you knock him off his feet, and how he has the biggest hots for you, jesus christ

that mark lee canada flow wants to make you fucking nut right then and there

the fandom just got his lit mixtape and he’s already working on another one i guess he sure has enough nsfw inspiration for it

all the more reasons to cum hard on his dick tonight

and make sweet love to that sexy body because mark lee isn’t the only one with the hots

then comes saturday

taeyong day

the tension is rising

you’re at his place

the sweet boo comes to put some chirping fledgelings into a towel on your lap as usual

there’s a big crispy lasagna baking in the oven, dripping with cheese and sauce with the most full-bodied herbal mix ever

damn tasty 

gordon ramsay would rate this particularly well on twitter

honestly man

we all know gordon ramsey would like taeyong’s dishes

the evening passes as it always does

so he didn’t jump on the bandwagon that’s interesting

it’s almost as if the stream didn’t happen or anything

just as you expected

taeyong doing his own thing and being just very consistent makes him so sexy and desirable to you it’s hard to explain

you just like his style of going about things you know

he’s very receptive to your impulses

you figure it’s up to you to make some steps

so when he opens the fridge to pull out a self-made, perfectly swirly vanilla-chocolate vortex pudding that’s just at the right temperature, you can’t help but hit on him like the world is ending 

but as you learned from taeyong’s example: your way

you ask him to open his mouth and maneuver spoon after spoon of pudding into it for him to deliciously savor it

giving him compliments on always making your day along with that

that bowl is empty very fast my loves

and taeyong very happy

oh yeah he was enjoying that

with his eyes closed

oh fuck

the sexual tension could rip the air in half like a mark verse

you decide to sit down on his lap all nonchalant and finish your own pudding... more than suggestively

taeyong is basically holding his breath at this point he’s a puddle

you tell him he can put his hands on your waist if he wants to

no answer needed his fingers are already on their way

you can hear how his heart is approaching a techno music BPM

at this point all you can do anymore is lean in to whisper if he likes to go to the bedroom with you

he can keep the apron on

taeyong tastes deliciously of pudding aye

you roll around in the sheets kissing so heavily

this is pure indulging you just feel how you’re sleeping with a chef

who happens to have the veiniest dick of all time

you’re definitely filled up well

sliding up and down on him deliciously for twenty minutes

really slowly and hugging each other tightly

and saying romantic things

that’s the good life

by the end of the evening the group chat gets a picture of taeyong’s world class lasagna 

and a ‘very random’ shaky picture of your hand in his hair

which baekhyun instantly comments as:

“now tyong knows how great you taste as well 🤓😁🤗“

yukhei agrees wholeheartedly and ten starts making baby don’t stop puns

kai is totally in love with the quality food 

baekhyun voices his interest in making more pictures of that kind with you. you know, hand in the hair, no big deal

kai says hurry up with it hyung, all the hair dye makes you balder every minute

baekhyun reprises his doodling and now draws a couple

it’s mama mochi with byun baldhyun

“this will be the next selca“

glorious

you’re having a damn good time

but later you feel something is going on

the whole week passes and taeyong seems to be brooding

next saturday he has a hard time expressing himself when he comes to your home 

you ask if he’s not comfortable having more sex or if he struggles with the relationship setup

taeyong says it’s not that but can’t explain any further

you go on a whim and ask if it’s a confession he has on his mind

bingo

“taeyong... if you think i’ll judge you for something. remember we’re only doing this since a couple weeks. it’s hard to know how the person really reacts if you don’t know each other inside out“

he is still hesitant

you ask him if it’s something taboo

“yeah...”

you thought so. taeyong is the least basic person you know along with taemin

guess why these two are saved for last my dear readers

you tell him that how he’s in his own lane is what you appreciate him for in the first place, it’s why you’re here with him, you love your duckling chef so much

if he wants a different kind of sex that’s perfectly him

he looks relieved and understood hearing that

and confesses that yeah... he wants to go a little kinkier with you

now you know why taeyong was acting with so much restraint

and put all of his feelings and sensuality into food pretty much

in fact the kinky sex has already started whether you noticed or not

indirectly. as in, the dynamic

truth is he wants to be a service sub

oh yeah lemme introduce you to some new things

service subs like to really cater to their dominants and fulfill their every wish not just in bed, but around the house as well

and there’s even more to it as you will soon discover talking to him about it

an apron is only the start

in case you have been living under a rock

taeyong’s duality is nuts 

he’s a completely shy mega pervert

it’s not a secret that this guy wants hardcore bdsm torture sex

you letting all that aggression loose on him for fucking sport

and being cold to him

with a bit of soft domme action as the perfect balance 

yep 

he wants you to take him out and take care of him at the same time

he’s perfectly aware he’s among the freakier and more deprived members

even ten is just casually freaky and just open for a lot of things. taeyong is deliberate

and pretty deep in the femdom community as far as his browser history is concerned

we all know assertive partners are his thing

but he’s afraid he’ll get you into something that’s a lot of responsibility

you say mister i’m familiar with your interests 

my dear you never made them hard to guess

you tell him it’s no problem for you to give it to him raw

you’ll be doing disgusting things to him that sexy face will straight up drown 

did you know?

our dear boy taeyong loves it when you spit in his mouth and do virgin roleplay

if he asks you to break him don’t be surprised

he wants to release control completely

he goes by all the rules

and i guarantee. when he comes along your dominatrix mood is gonna skyrocket he just brings that shit out in people

his mere naked body is just... how not to go nuts on him how he wants it

long story short tied up taeyong head to toe ends up immortalized as a vertical photograph

the group chat is overwhelming your notifs with wide-eyed emojis and all caps

amping up the game a little more each day are we

without even trying. hell, this just happened

where this is going is gonna be fun

sunday goes down with you grinding yourself all over taemin but you’re both clothed

you grab the back of his neck to lean in for kisses over and over and over

yes kisses are key

if not the favorite thing he does

let this sink in. if taemin overwhelms a little kitty with a hundred thousand smooches, just how kissy is this guy gonna be 

and have fun teasing his erection through his pants

lee taemin a squirmy mess? hell yeah

in classic fashion he will spend the most time of the evening on his knees getting slapped around in several blindfolds, harnesses, and wrist ties

his fantasy finally came true

i repeat what taemin has been dreaming of is reality

thank god for taeyong having you second guess his private tastes. otherwise you would not be on your dom grind now

taemin even goes as far as ordering lingerie for your encounters — to wear himself because he’s taemin

satin and silk blouses he already has in his wardrobe so there’s no shortage

i don’t have to tell you that you can spend hours grinding on his cock in a room full of candles while taemin is in head-to-toe bondage

that’s his idea of a good time and hell you are really treated to perfect eye candy, taemin’s hotness will bring your pleasure to a new level

the group chat will definitely love your photography taken from your sessions

taemin is just an utter no-compromise kinda man to make kinky love with. everything is planned he’s never settling for less than a perfect evening

where both of you really experience the ultimate satisfaction from treating your bodies to the best of clothes and toys and scenarios

give me an amen for taemin being your sunday guy because this legend of a man is your personal church

and his discography is the bible

and cum play is the baptizing my friend

so yeah huh

every day you can look forward to. monday to sunday

and not a day goes by without someone in the chat reminiscing the steamy video you did with lucas

you end up repeating what you wished that day

for everyone to be with you

so you could feel all of them 

and you say maybe it’s time to arrange something 

you’ve gotten to know each of them personally and intimately by now

and integrated them into your personal life

hell when you wake up the first thing you see is ten’s drawing across your bed

or baekhyun’s funny mama mochi art on your phone background

and you start your day literally selecting from a pile of taeyong’s freshly washed and ironed clothing stacks in your wardrobe

sitting at your breakfast table with a bouquet of flowers that kai and jongin brought you

eating food you bought together with lucas

listening to music that mark made especially for you

they’re all in your life together so it’s the right time to make some heated love together

the chat is all down you don’t even have to ask any further

baekhyun volunteers to go about his leader duty to organize the best possible venue and best possible date

cause with superm things do go 100

he asks what kind of atmosphere you have in mind

you say hard and nasty and kinky

which will definitely make the chat interested

and baekhyun was about to rent a huge modern art penthouse in gangnam

you say no need to go that expensive. you just need a large bed, no paparazzi, and an area where you can be loud. sculptures you could care less about

you have yukhei on your team, so that’s a living sculpture already 

it needs a safe haven essentially, with a dark and lusty atmosphere would be so nice

ten steps in saying he has the exact spot you’re looking for 

he has a friend who runs a declining night club in the suburbs, with some pretty attractive and grungy backrooms with plenty of space to fuck

yeah a club is exactly what you’re looking for that’s a good idea

it’s closed on monday so baekhyun and ten arrange a rental just then

of course way in the evening

with the guarantee of nobody else around

baekhyun knows how this rigged game rolls he says they need the club to perform a dance practice, overnight stay, and shooting a music video

which is only a half-lie

not “hey we are super m planning an orgy wanna invite dispatch and tell lee soo man”

regardless ten’s friend is pretty chill and indifferent anyways

and baekhyun’s money is doing the talk

you’ll be guaranteed to be left by yourself

monday evening it is. 

you already have a whole bunch of fantasies to let loose on your boys

and put it all in the chat

yo it’s called brainstorming and it sure has brain in it

you discuss

and it goes down next week 

you encouraged the members to wear what they feel best in, no dress code, no comparison thinking. you want to meet them like you got to know them, each in their favorite expression

taeyong dons a mass onslaught of fetish gear underneath a trench coat, including a fancy collar, lots of hairspray

and latex gloves. shit he’s a freak

baekhyun puts on the coziest clothes he finds and his smol sneakers but they are secretly expensive, his hair is curly and big, he put on a nice scent

kai can’t help but go black suit and lace underneath, you know him

bleach blonde yukhei gets out the tight white tee and smug jeans

creative genius ten goes all out designing his own fashion (!) with paint, he puts on sexy af glasses and goes for his signature ‘cleavage down to the belly’ look underneath a bomber jacket

mark goes for a casual suit but make it swag, with a sleeveless top underneath, yeah those mark arms go crazy 

taemin — picks his most dazzling silver outfit that looks like a rendition of mermaid scales, pointed shoes, princely hair, famous i’m so fabulous

and it’s already starting out sexy in the car before you even arrive 

because this is all gonna be glorious from the first second to the last

baekhyun and kai will do the driving

you have not one but two classy and sexy chauffeurs you hear me

yeah in their shiny black german cars with those sleek comfortable seats

baekhyun, taeyong, ten and lucas are a team

and then you get kai, mark, and taemin, including your group luggage because such a trip needs a lot of things to pack trust me

you’re with team kai on the way to the club and with team baekhyun the way back 

it’s already lit and steamy on your way there

nothing better than getting in the mood held by the greek god arms of none other than lee taemin with mark lee assisting

you’re entirely wrapped up in kissing taemin so passionately, his tongue melts into your mouth like the finest chocolate

thinking about how you were making out last week gets you going even more

as does feeling up his bulge, ugh taemin is so sensual

mark sitting on your other side being eager to attend to your thighs, your waist, your back, your hands, your hair, your stomach

yep

yukhei has been telling him about the wonders of a whole-body massage since you like it so much

mark gets his hands all over you to provide a sexy caress and wow he’s doing it well, giving everything the perfect kind of attention, always asking if you want more of this or more of that

mark loves everything about you and he knows how to make your anticipation become even more intense by dedicating time to all areas generously

you feel like he’s worshipping you head to toe

it’s the way to get turned on

mark has great soft hands and knows your best spots by now

that’s exactly why it was a good idea to sleep with the members individually at first

you could figure it all out in detail and each member could show their style of doing things, and you could teach them

mark has become an expert in skinship

while he’s kissing into your neck whispering revering things to you nobody else would understand

they’re intimate, spicy details from your studio lessons

with a romantic twist even because mark is giving you his entire arsenal, the entire palette

“i’ve been thinking about you so often...”

with jongin driving carefully and taking the lesser frequented roads 

kai is really keeping it together

the maknae backseat party is faithfully photographed by mark who sends it to the other team after taemin and you select the best shots, giggling

your favorite is a bird’s view of your cleavage with taemin kissing right between your breasts, slightly below the sternum

his hair is softly splayed over the area

taeyong and ten reply with heart eyes in the chat

on you go kissing and touching

taemin is so gentle with you and easily accepts your wild licks and bites, leans his head back so you have perfect access to his neck

by the time you arrive at the club’s back entrance, he’s marked up and his lips are mighty used

ruined neck, ruined mouth

taemin’s favorite two accessories to walk into a club with 

including a hard-on

with mark and kai strutting right after, chewing mints

...both getting hard themselves because mark loves your body and jongin has very good ears when it comes to picking up things that happen in the back of his car

and this bitch got a raging libido, so

the best part is everything is prepared

the other team already parked their car there earlier

ten had the keys to every needed lock, showed everyone around, and then baekhyun went into organization overdrive

this is the first time he didn’t clown around to distract from work since debut

if baekhyun ever means serious business... wow

your best boy taeyong has located the perfect backroom that’s shaded inside and neon-lit from the outside

the window’s aren’t particularly low-sitting so that’s a privacy plus

there’s a huge white extra oversized bed with some more great furniture and a sofa landscape

he desinfected everything to a T

and pulled out every utensil you might need from a large black bag

he walked in like he just commited a bank robbery but in reality there’s cutesy pink rope in the bag

oh well

classic taeyong

yukhei sorted and handed out the condoms plus water bottles for everyone

he’s the expert for the basics don’t come at him he’s doing a great job

after you reminding everyone of the safeword 

taemin sits down with you on the bed and you keep kissing

keeping up the flow right there

//

you beckon your lil’ adorable mochi who’s been dying for skinship

baekhyun is so turned on he wastes no time joining

still fully clothed while the other members are about to undress

you actually like baekhyun huddling up against you in his oversized hoodie it’s cute

so hey, change in plans

everyone ditches the protocol and climbs on the bed only without their shoes 

lot of ties and belts to pull them closer to you

you bring all of them together on the bed now

the feeling of having everyone around you is so electrifying, you have to distance from taemin’s seductive lips not to get some kind of adrenaline overdose

jesus this guy is trying to soak your pants like baekhyun forgot to turn off the shower

you get to enjoy five minutes of relaxed massaging from all sides to cool everything down a little

baekhyun and yukhei alternate with kissing you

yum

big plush lips plus a horny tongue

that’s a good combination

kai is definitely setting the pace of how to massage you, and how to move the body while doing so, and what expressions to make 

instead of sitting there awkwardly staring into space

remember? master of courting — that’s kim jongin

even baekhyun follows his example a bit

you’re entering cloud 9 from that whole-body massage

you can tell they’re all dancers. there’s rhythm involved

having the seven of them attend to you at the same time just hits different

that are 14 hands

70 fingers

all in sync with kai’s physical ideas, carefully yet purposefully kneading and stroking 

kai also helps everyone find a good area and makes sure everyone stays away from any precarious or sexy zones

because you’d probably get off from that in the matter of a blink

to be honest you’re already feeling heated you can’t help it

but that’s a good sign you’re definitely feeling this 

and there’s not a single limp dick in this room at this point already

baekhyun being the best people reader all over again manages a seamless transition to some water drinking

so everyone is ready to go

you wish you could do everything at once but decide to get a load of some slow body rolls against you because hell yeah

courting expert kai is sure to oblige, dance god taemin joins right in, and ten completes the holy trinity and hell does he go off

photographer mark on duty again. this moment has to be captured

baekhyun does his mood management magic and encourages ten and taemin to let out their little sounds more

kai he doesn’t have to tell

nor you because you’re already moaning

shit these guys are just too good

these bodies are machines

again bless your xuxi workout sessions

you wouldn’t keep up otherwise

you curse them because your pussy feels creamy way too early

switching to grinding on their bulges is not a better idea because it’s making you even hornier but anyway it’s your favorite activity

yukhei takes time and some effort to get fully hard so that’s a grateful job now

because you can gather yourself

you resort to using your cleavage to stop turning yourself on completely

and then your hands to palm his pants because that’s even more inconspicuous

group sex with superm? hardest early orgasm avoidance challenge EVER

is there some kind of legally accessible viagra for women

there’s no way you could turn yourself off help

you either get the first orgasm out of the way or keep it together to have some suspense in here and see the boys work hard

the decision is clear

time to bring out the toys that taeyong assembled on a table

baekhyun, taemin taeyong and ten are in the down to get tied up in various ways

lucas and kai get blindfolded and get a sexy task from you

slowly humping the mattress just for your viewing pleasure

topless for that matter

no need to ask twice there they go

photographer mark stays free and flexible. it’s always good to have someone outside bondage just in case with such a big group

anyway so you will be busy for sure

the rest of the boys strip down to only their briefs and get a good dose of spanking

ten is definitely moaning the loudest there

taeyong ends up with tied wrists in a prayer position and has his fun getting slapped around by you 

until he’s breathless and smiling to himself with his tongue hanging out

someone got his daily meal of smacking

taemin highly approves 

nobody’s surprised

baekhyun gets a quick and simple upper body rope harness that’s very easy to grip him by

and just to tease him you add some nipple pinches

result: loud baekhyun noises

cute as hell

so that’s how he’s been training himself to reach all those high notes

interesting

taemin, completely naked, has his hands and ankles tied, looking so beautiful all helpless and his cock itching for stimulation

and because taemin’s strange ‘artistic’ kidnapping fantasies that he never stops talking about cannot be ignored he gets a mouth gag for good measure

you know you just roll with their ideas

he’s a simple man that’s all he needs

you decide to put a bigger bondage piece on ten who ends up in a hogtie aka his new favorite place to be in

if there’s one guy who’s flexible like that it’s him

let’s see for how long he can take it

ten likes a challenge

you tell mark exactly what kind of pictures you want of your tied darlings and he’s well-engaged with that task

baekhyun is clinging to you a lot in the meantime

he gets kisses on the mouth 

and your open ear 

because you can tell there’s something on his mind

or rather

his ass is telling him something after you activated it with spanks huh

what does baekhyun want?

baekhyun wants the strap

and the strap he shall get

his time has come

this time the safeword won’t do so tapping yukhei’s thigh is the deal

taeyong’s kinky tool collection has a nice and thick equipment to offer, jet black black straps, jet black dildo, like it’s some kind of secret agent gear

it takes a lot of lube to get it into baekhyun’s tight and tiny ass but what’s new 

he’s not the gaping expert 

and way too busy laughing at the members’ reaction faces so his damn asshole is contracting god dammit

what a brat

next time he gets a toy for prep

only when you grab him by the harness and get into a rhythm, baekhyun throws it back

good boy

kai and xuxi are allowed to take off their blindfolds now because you have a task for them

taeyong’s toy collection features one extra long double-ended dildo, transparent and neither too slim nor too wide

if baekhyun doesn’t have that thing inside his throat i don’t know who

this shit is made for him

and you can tell he’s salivating for that

you tell yukhei to use those big hands to keep baekhyun’s head steady

and oh wonder, his long fingers enclose it perfectly

kai gets to go hard on baekhyun and fulfill his lifetime fantasy that he has had for over a decade now and jerks off to every night:

baekhyun not talking

so while baekhyun’s ass is getting properly stuffed

so is his mouth

kai has no qualms squeezing the toy into baekhyun’s throat a little more roughly

those are some pretty intense choking noises

mark steadily hits the snapshot button

some people go to pound town

baekhyun goes to silicon valley

kai is not afraid to push that thing as far as it can physically go

you’re pleased with how he’s doing it

and with baekhyun’s blowjob abilities anyway

is there a better throat in this industry? probably not 

he’s pretty surprised himself with how much he can take it

that poor ass is getting more than it can handle in the meantime, baekhyun is throbbing and whining

little did you know his prostate is so sensitive and makes his dick leak

such a shame you fully exploit that

you tell yukhei to have baekhyun move his head on his own to get into the rhythm

and get taeyong over to suck on the other end of the toy because oh yeah

let me just say these two are amazing

god bless sm entertainment 

not for any executive decisions

but for their uncanny ability to attract and assemble all the subs

lee taeyong giving head like the rent is due is a sight you need in your life

like everything, he does it roughly and properly

baekhyun is barely even sucking anymore just straight up gagging and seeing stars

because uh-oh here comes a big fat prostate orgasm

mark is clever enough to hit record on his phone

and capture a shaking baekhyun travelling through a whole bunch of universes, at least in his mind 

because that’s how strong his climax is

all he can say is thank you mama mochi and recover from this on his back

kai is satisfied with the result as well because baekhyun managed to not say anything for fifteen minutes

kai never had this much silence in his life

taeyong is still not done sucking the toy off and you let him

never step between a man and his favorite dildo

lucas takes up the task of untying ten who wants to share the other end that’s free now

and mark hands over the camera to kai who films just that

which also means mark is in the mood for you

about time to get some dick

and have taemin watch right next to you

being able to delight in mark’s wonderful technique

doggystyle

which ends up in kai joining 

which causes yukhei to join

and baekhyun to film 

the three are literally queueing while waiting for their turn

you tell them when to pull out and let the other member have you

until mark is riddled with so much suspension, the fifth thrust on his turn ends up in an unexpected hard climax

“oh my god oh my god!“

obviously kai will let loose now and cum as well, accompanied by really breathy groans

yukhei takes his time to make you moan which gives both taeyong and taemin a good show and an untouched orgasm

eventually you get to hear lucas growling his soul out

and kai bickering to pull out already

because it’s time for buffet

after getting rid of his condom, mark has been untying the very resilient ten who’s been in prawn bondage for like half an hour and five minutes now

respect

he and baekhyun team up to eat you out

yeah prepare for a dream team

while mark and kai chill on the other side of the bed

lucas on the other hand still doesn’t have enough and ends up licking your legs with his cock firmly palmed in those big hands

baekhyun and ten are doing the most meanwhile, lapping you up all sloppy

the job of the cameraman goes to a wild taemin who’s undone his safety hook 

he can’t stand this shit anymore he has to join the action instead of lying around in ropes

jeez the guy has the fun of his life playing with filters

silently giggling to himself

until kai finds out that taemin has been putting cat ears on ten and cowboy hats on lucas

kai confiscates the phone from naughty taem and decides to take up that task himself

so taemin can eat you out himself now

alright there are three heads bumping each other between your legs now

and yukhei close-by, currently nibbling at your outer thighs

can you imagine how crowded and crammed that is

you tell mark to get taeyong out of his ties as well

if you’re gonna cum he has to join the party as well

and he will not hesitate my friend

taeyong’s kinky tongue (which can make all kinds of completely unprecedented moves and slurping noises) riles up the other three to put all their effort into this

you order baekhyun and ten to line you left and right of your hips, fingering you from there

and let both taeyong and taemin get you to the point with their tongues at the same time

it’s a busy day innit

the reason is that baekhyun and ten didn’t come but you plan to change that with some dual handjob

baekhyun lets out some pretty hoarse panting noises

(yeah jongin destroyed him with that toy in his mouth for real)

once your hands grip onto their erections, almost automatically baekhyun’s fingers start going crazy on your clit and ten goes mad with his thumb right next to it

yeah he’s kept his rings on this is gonna be a sexy sight

mark and kai retire from their pillows to join at your request

mark kissing you, jongin sucking on your breasts

from this point on things are pretty much just a daze

two tongues two hands? oh shit

four people are trying to make you cum what did you expect

and three other people are licking you all over

yukhei doesn’t even care at this point he’s just straight up kissing your feet

ten is silently groaning it out, he’s pouring his seed into the condom with little twitches in the hip and shoulders

taeyong’s tongue is gonna finish you off, taemin’s lips will make you feel so good, your legs will be a shaking mess in yukhei’s hands

how to even describe this

it’s an explosion of heat and contractions

you’re going fucking crazy from all that head and tongue action god damn

mark definitely has to swallow a lot of your moans all over the place

and taeyong

also swallows

what a god-loving man

your pussy is leaking enough to feed baekhyun as well

who still strokes himself off while he’s cleaning you up with his mouth, oh boy he really developed a lot of stamina

you have your fun telling him to stop jerking himself off

so his orgasm ends up being ruined

those always mess him up

always a nice sight to have him shaking and whining and gasping

you have to roll over at some point before getting overstimulated

phew that takes quite a couple of deliberate breaths

now you have seven hot guys with sopping wet mouths on your hands, looking at you exhausted and infatuated

that’s super m for you

yukhei, man for the basics he is, hands out towels

you really gotta say he’s kept a clear head in all of this except maybe the sudden foot fetish reveal

of course taeyong towels himself down the most he’s basically covered himself with anything he could get his hands on

that face is dripping like his saturday evening lasagnas 

you help clean mark who kinda lost his mind and heart while kissing you, he needs your care a little more now

baekhyun soon snaps back into organization mode and has the brilliant idea to unpack xuxi’s and jongin’s luggage

to have everyone wearing their gigantic hoodies and sweaters

it’s warm in the room anyway but this feels so much cozier

after going to the bathroom

a ball of cuddly guys is snuggled up all aroud you faster than you can think

mark and taeyong are already sleeping they really knocked themselves out

champs

kai finds the completely forgotten phone somewhere in the sheets and turns off what seems to be a 50 minutes video

that’s gonna be fun to watch some time

baekhyun nuzzles himself to sleep against your sweater, right between your breasts

“mochi mama thank...” are his last words before he drifts off to pineapple pizza land or whatever dreamscape is in his head

probably something much dirtier but anyway

lucas and kai steal kisses from you and go off to sort out the room

jesus christ they still have the energy

taeyong’s nasty lil’ toy collection gets cleaned and reassembled, the ropes get coiled up, the towels wander into a washing machine in the other room

whose steady bumping lulls the rest of you to sleep

while taemin, epitome of taste he is, plays his best of hits on low volume with his phone

dozing off between seven guys while “heaven” is playing? 

best thing ever

the rest is history. you’re surrounded by sleepy cuddly sweater men

you actually sleep for a couple hours

dawntime you wake up cozied and sandwiched between yukhei’s tiddies and jongin’s back

which is the most protected, snug place on earth

even a nuclear superweapon couldn’t explode past that spot

they’re fast asleep

giant baby and teddy bear

safeguarding you in unison

ain’t they adorable

baekhyun is awake silently doing pilates, smiling cutely at you when he sees you’re awake, and he gets a big load of kisses i’m telling you

miraculously everything is tidy and smells fresh, and there’s a light soup in the air...

... lee taeyong got up at 6:30.

he was a whirlwind

the group gets to enjoy a 3-course classic korean breakfast 

because taeyong found the club kitchen

what kind of godly entity is this man

how did he do all of this

the club is the cleanest it’s ever been

taking care of 24 people is probably so difficult, this is actually easy to him

you depart in a good mood because damn that soup was restaurant quality and baekhyun had the idea to give you morning head to which everyone joined in

good thing the club has showers

baekhyun is still horny as hell and you want that D(elight) any time of the day 

so you fuck for a bunch of minutes in his car after dropping off the team and they giving you playful winks

you park the car behind xiumin’s house because that’s the most calm place to be

people are sleeping on xiumnin so hard, no paparazzi are around, ever

baekhyun settles there with you smiling

he didn’t sing “get you alone” with no reason

baekhyun needs that one-on-one time with you to ground himself and love you all over again big time

plus you are dying to cum bouncing on him on the driver’s seat 

while he is desperately gripping the steering wheel to have something solid to hold onto

yeah baekhyun is always ready to lose it for ya

it’s literally such a good spot to fuck

he’s strapped in all underneath you and you can see him squirm and get heart eyes from up close

you also love how your thighs meet the fabric of his pants

baekhyun’s tiny lap is already worth a huge nut you love grinding on him

those shapely thighs

with his cock peaking out from underneath his sweater

what his morning head tongue can do, his dick can do twice with ease so time for round two today

glad you have your bag with some utensils

you’re generous with lube on the condom

in fact you love spilling it over his pants a little

it looks like you’ve been squirting on him that’s why

baekhyun is down for your pervy imaginations

and gets even harder

not bad lil’ guy

time to make him moan with the grip of your walls

mochi breathes pretty hard because damn... more dick destruction

you love burying your hands in his sweater at the shoulders and just fucking ride

his hair gets messy, his bedroom gaze is so intense

his ass still hurts from yesterday but it seems to turn him own judging by the high-pitched groans and his begs for you to bounce on him harder

no problem his dick is just made to be ridden

if this wasn’t a high-tech car from the future with carbon and whatnot anybody could hear baekhyun’s um ‘vocals’ from the outside

this is so much fun oh my god

baekhyun releases with his eyes shut and teeth pressed together, his nose is all scrunched up

jesus this one got to him

he drives you to his home with his fingers shaking a little on the steering wheel

literally tapping like they do in his microphone on stage

yep this shook him up

and insatiable byun is now satisfied byun

nothing better than knowing you ruined your cupcake boyfriend in the best of ways

back at his apartment and after some extra carbo hydrate heavy food, as a pre-nap treat you grind on his thighs and his ass because why not

and gyrate him to sleep with his arms and legs stretched in all directions

both of you are still in disbelief that all of this happened

legend has it you’re dreaming of more group sex ideas that night

the next day taemin sends the champagne video to celebrate your first time together

which brings us back to the start

and that’s how it all happened

now you know

congrats on being a lucky girl

related: super m as subs

FINAL NOTE. ah shit i love this dynamic, thank you for reading 🎊

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A Dinosaur A Day, Tumblr, and the Future

Things are Changing on ADAD

This blog is coming up on its 5 year anniversary, which naturally means I want to change everything about it. I’m kidding, of course, but we are going to have some big changes in the new year (2019). First, let me go over the purpose of this blog:

ADAD has Four Primary Goals:

To be an encyclopedia that covers every. Single. Dinosaur. In current scientific thought, we classify animals based on their ancestry (so, common descent). Dinosaurs are defined by the first two animals ever dug up as fossils and called dinosaurs - Iguanodon and Megalosaurus. This means that Dinosaurs are the most recent common ancestor of Iguanodon and Megalosaurus (the last ancestor they had in common) (also of Diplodocus but let’s not get into that today), and all that ancestor’s descendants. 

If you want to picture it a different way: your grandparents are the most recent common ancestor of you and your cousin. Now, you both also have your great-grandparents as ancestors, but they aren’t your most recent common ancestor. Furthermore, when you have kids, they’ll still be a part of that family group, even though they’re a new generation. 

This group includes birds, because birds evolved from dinosaurs (the evidence is substantial). This means that birds are dinosaurs, and I have to cover every bird. 

This is actually a novel goal - most dinosaur encyclopedias only cover the dinosaurs as we classically defined them, or all dinosaurs that lived in the Mesozoic (which includes some birdy dinosaurs since birds evolved in the Mesozoic, the “age of reptiles”). And most bird encyclopedias don’t cover extinct ones to any extensive degree. And there certainly isn’t an encyclopedia that covers both (apart from, well, regular encyclopedias). So, one of the main goals of ADAD is to cover birds as well as non-avian (not-bird) dinosaurs (and their closest relatives). 

To be an encyclopedia that is accessible for all readers. So many scientific blogs and other resources use fairly complicated language and bad formatting. I try to make my articles with the simplest language possible, while still making it interesting and fun for all readers of all levels. Still, this is a place where we have to grow, especially since the head author (Meig) and all the other members of the ADAD team have their own accessibility issues to grapple with. This encyclopedia also allows scientific knowledge to reach groups that are typically disenfranchised by traditional education (such as those with disabilities, the LGBTQ+ community, women, and people of color). We have actually conducted statistical studies on this and the results are promising! We are making a difference, though we have a lot of room to grow. 

To bring fun to scientific education. Memes, silly posts, silly competitions, jokes, rants, all of these are fair game on ADAD, because meme culture makes learning fun, at least, and it keeps things interesting. Plus, taking things seriously is against my programming. 

FLUFF. Recent discoveries have indicated that many dinosaurs had feathers or almost-feather covering on some or most of their bodies - especially the closer you get to birds on the dinosaur family tree. However, paleoart (art of prehistoric life) is slow on the uptake when it comes to new discovery, and people still tend to lean on the scaly side for dinosaurs - even to the point of being wrong. As such, a major purpose of this blog is to lean on the feathery side instead! Sometimes this means being accurate where others are not, and sometimes this means representing dinosaurs in ways that are implausible. We never, however, represent dinosaurs more fluffy than is possible, so none of these reconstructions are inaccurate. We just fill a void in how dinosaurs are represented, to help bring balance to the images of dinosaurs on the internet. 

Tumblr was the correct platform for this blog to exist on, primarily due to happenstance (how I got the url in the first place was sheer dumb luck), but also due to the ability of the platform to bring dinosaurs to people who don’t usually have access to science, in combination with fun memes and jokes as is typical on the site. It also allowed for some leeway for the earliest days of the blog when it came to images - I credited every piece of art I used, but I didn’t have to ask for permission in most cases, allowing me to have images for articles where otherwise I wouldn’t have had anything to accompany the text.

So, this leaves ADAD with some current problems:

There are about two years’ worth of entries that need updated art, made by the people I pay, that I have permission to use, that are also as fluffy as the blog requires. Unfortunately, the artists do not have time to update these entries, because there is very little being brought in from the Patreon and already scheduled entries every day. 

Leaving New Users Behind. Because I go by order of evolutionary relationship, I have finished non-avian dinosaurs, so anyone new following is literally in the middle of Bird Hell. I could do throwbacks, of course, but it’s not quite the same, and I can’t throw back to those posts that don’t have art (so everything from the first two years of ADAD; I’ve only had the Patreon for three years. Oh my Gd. Three years. What is time.) 

New Discoveries. Because of the complete and utter inflexibility of the current schedule (evolutionary order + weird special weeks = I can’t shift the schedule around easily), we haven’t covered newly discovered dinosaurs in a shameful amount of time. And that sucks! Because they’re super cool! 

Stagnation. Going in taxonomic order means that yeah, we get a bunch of cool dinosaurs that are all related in a row, but also every, single, crappy, dinosaur, from, that, group, that, isn’t, different, from, the, previous, one, at, all. And this is boring - for me to write, for the artists to draw, and for you guys to read. 

The sheer multitude of birds. This kind of ties in to 2 and 4, but for every non-avian dinosaur there are 2.26 times as many birds (in terms of genus. It’s actually even more than that, but, I’m not doing it by species, so). This is insane. This is literally insane. But I’m not backing down on goal one, so… 

Tumblr is Terrible. Over a year ago, it made it so that posts with external links (such as those for my patreon and ko-fi, you know, funds I need to live; as well as my sources for my information) don’t show up in search results. This means that the blog has stagnated in terms of follower growth. This is bad enough, but now the website is probably going to go kaput because of all this NSFW crap going on, so if anything we’ll be losing readers.

So what is our solution?

ADAD is starting over in the new year, and with a different organization system.

This might seem crazy - there are 12 years worth of dinosaurs total - but there are a lot of reasons to do this.

This will allow us to bring variety to the blog

This will allow new users to see non-avian dinosaurs

This will allow us to update old entries in terms of written content and the art

This will allow us to finally do new dinosaurs

I will start over on Tumblr, and start completely on Wordpress, so if Tumblr implodes I still have the blog somewhere else, and I can start to grow the community more elsewhere in addition to Tumblr. I WILL stay on Tumblr as long as it exists, but this gives me an exit strategy if it implodes.

The wordpress blog will be ADAD sans memes, but it will bring in a new audience, more recognition, and hopefully more Patreon money, so the blog can grow further! Also, restarting will allow me to change the format of the posts, which will make them more accessible and hopefully show up in the Tumblr search results.

I’m not bitter, you’re bitter. 

So, on January 1, 2019, we’re starting again!

What’s the new organization system?

Random, with themes for each day of the week.

This gives us flexibility in the schedule - to break up monotony, help us maintain our workload easier, and add in new taxa to the schedule. It also allows for us to regulate it so that there are a healthy mix of birds and not-birds every week.

What are the daily themes?

Mesozoic Monday - Dinosaurs from the Mesozoic

Terrestrial Tuesday - Dinosaurs that mainly make their living on the ground

Water Wednesday - Dinosaurs that mainly make their living in the water or near water

Theropod Thursday - Theropods: meat eating dinosaurs such as Tyrannosaurus and Velociraptor, also birds of prey

Flying Friday - Dinosaurs that can fly!

Songbird Saturday & Sunday - Passerines, which by species make up half of dinosaur diversity

This will give us a very nice mixture of nonavian and avian dinosaurs every week, as well as interesting diversity and differences between each one. This will help us to mix up living and extinct animals, long and short entries, things we can just copy over from ADAD’s first run and things we have to write from scratch. There can even be theme weeks! And requests can come back! Random doesn’t just mean random number generator, it also means we can change things to our fancy if we want or need to.

So, we hope all of these changes will solve many of the problems that ADAD faces. We have read your responses to the survey, and we hear you - we think this solution will solve everyone’s complaints and help us go forward into the future in a better way.

If you have concerns, don’t hesitate to contact us via FanMail (yup, it still exists) or an ask. We recognize this means ADAD will go on for many more years - but let’s be real, because of new discoveries, that was going to happen anyway.

Thank you all for your understanding! We’re really excited about this change, and we hope you all will enjoy it!

[bigyack-com]

The Week in Tech: Gigs at Home, but Not What Start-Ups Intended

Each week, we review the week’s news, offering analysis about the most important developments in the tech industry.Hello from our new market-melting, social-distancing, work-from-home reality. This is Erin Griffith, a start-ups and venture capital reporter in San Francisco. I hope you are staying sane while staying inside.I’m calling this past week The Tom Hanks Awakening. Seemingly from the moment news broke Wednesday evening that Mr. Hanks, our American treasure, had tested positive for the coronavirus, conversations about the virus shifted from half-measures and are-we-overreacting Twitter debates to blanket cancellations and true fear. A number of prominent tech companies, like Twitter, shifted from recommending that employees work from home to issuing mandatory policies.(Not to diminish the power of Mr. Hanks, but the rapid spread of the virus across the country and the World Health Organization’s declaration of a pandemic may have also nudged things along.)For the tech industry, that means more fallout and some opportunity. Every business, from small start-ups to the largest tech companies in the world, is preparing for a challenging year.For many large, unprofitable start-ups, this will be the first true test of whether their businesses can withstand a downturn. Many of the industry’s most prominent start-up “unicorns,” including Uber, Airbnb and WeWork, have long boasted that they were born in the recession of 2008-09. They capitalized on the moment by giving people who were laid off in the downturn flexible “gig economy” work and office space. Therefore, the thinking goes, they can survive the next one.But their businesses are now global, with tens of thousands of employees and delicate networks of millions of customers, drivers, home-rental operators — and, in WeWork’s case, potentially germ-laden office spaces. This is a whole new kind of test for their business models.For example, many Airbnb hosts have seen their bookings fall off a cliff as the company grapples with travel cancellations. This past week, the company made its refund policy more flexible to encourage people to book travel. It even set up a small fund to keep Chinese hosts afloat during the outbreak. Tracey Northcott, a full-time Airbnb host in Japan whom I interviewed for an article, said she had lost $40,000 worth of bookings for April. She is trying to stay upbeat, joking that she may need to start selling off her supplies of toilet paper to make ends meet.The newly announced ban on European travel to the United States only adds to the blow.Drivers for Uber, Lyft, DoorDash, Instacart and Postmates petitioned those gig-economy companies for better protections for those affected by the virus. The companies responded by proposing a fund that would pay drivers who have been quarantined or infected. It’s a small gesture of support for the workers, many of whom have no other safety net. But it further strains these money-losing businesses when they’re already under pressure to show investors they can turn a profit.Some companies are set up to thrive in this moment. Digital-learning services are in demand as schools close. The stock prices of remote-working tools like Zoom surged. Telemedicine is growing. Fitness fanatics are flocking to at-home workout systems like Peloton. Teenagers are turning to Instagram memes to get their virus news. Streaming and video-game companies like Netflix and Activision Blizzard and delivery services like Amazon and GrubHub have been added to stock-picker lists. Criminals and scammers are also thriving: Hackers are using misinformation about the virus to set digital traps and steal personal data from people, Sheera Frenkel, Davey Alba and Raymond Zhong reported.Some creative Airbnb hosts are even advertising “corona-free” getaways stocked with doomsday prepper supplies. Capitalism.

Some stories you shouldn’t miss

Oh, right, the election. The fight over what constitutes free speech online has continued to escalate, most recently with a manipulated video of former Vice President Joseph R. Biden Jr. on Twitter, Cecilia Kang reported.The much-buzzed-about Samsung Galaxy flip phone is a dud, Brian Chen determined. Brian tested out the phone’s purported attention-grabbing abilities by conspicuously flipping it open at several bars. “Not a single person noticed or commented on my nonconformist Z Flip,” he wrote, noting that he got more attention for dyeing his hair blue in high school.Outdoor Voices, a prominent e-commerce start-up selling workout clothes to millennial women, recently imploded, pushing out its founder and slashing its valuation by more than half, Sapna Maheshwari and I reported. The blowup revealed the business challenges facing many “direct to consumer” brands backed by venture capital, and the generational challenges between young disrupters and the experienced executives needed to help them mature.How are we doing?We’d love your feedback on this newsletter. Please email thoughts and suggestions to bits_newsletter@nytimes.com.Like this email?Forward it to your friends, and let them know they can sign up here. Read the full article

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Weekend of Star Wars

Friday night the plan was for Colby to show up in time for us to light Chanukah and Shabbos candles, then go to a leisurely dinner, and finally the 10:30pm showing of Star Wars. I didn’t hear from him until 7:30pm that he had just gotten home and still planned to do a project. Thus, I gave up and lit candles myself. :P Around 8:20 he said he gave up on the project and was heading my way. 

Luckily I had picked restaurant options near the theater, and he picked the one in the same shopping center. We got to the restaurant around 9:45. Needless to say I was panicking about timing. Luckily, we had reserved, specific seats. That and we were eating Mexican which tends to be fast. I was not impressed with the quality of food, although the swiftness and level of service was good. 

We enjoyed the movie and went to bed shortly after getting home, because it was LATE. The next morning I was up early for a hair appointment. While at the appointment when he got up he started poking at my network. I thought it was sweet he was tackling things around the house. 

Shortly after I got back - earlier than expected - he left to tackle stuff at his place. I forget what I did the next few hours, but I eventually went to his place early. He was wrapping Chanukah gifts when I arrived, so he just shouted at me to not come into the guest room where he was. I shrugged and turned on the PS4. :P I played for a few hours while he ran errands and tackled other things. 

I stopped playing with just enough time to get ready for his company holiday party. Before we left he asked me to open one of his gifts to me, it was a lovely blown glass pendant and earring set. The party was nice. His company is small, so there were maybe 10-15 of us at the owners house, drinking amazing wine and eating fabulous food. They were all great folk so I had fun chatting with many of them. I know Colby appreciated that I was able to hold my own, rather than stick by his side the entire time. I got especially friendly with one of his (female) coworkers and the owners wife. Shortly before we left the owner’s wife joked that she wanted a wedding invitation and she gushed when I asked if a bag of leftovers was “ours.” lol 

Sunday morning we went separate ways - he to his synagogue, I to mine. After our things we met up at his parent’s home for family Chanukah brunch. After eating we all exchanged gifts. Everyone loved what I got them. I received some very sweet gifts. Colby gave me a calendar just like he gave everyone else. After the gift exchange several went to take care of their dogs or other stuff, to meet up with everyone later. One of Colby’s brothers staid and while Colby did something with his folks computer, the brother and I helped their mom clean up and socialized a bit.

During the gift exchange, someone made a comment, that I responded immediately with, “I’ve got the patience of a saint.” Without missing a beat, Colby quipped, “That’s good because anyone that marries into this family needs a lot of patience.” It was clear he had no idea what he just said. In the next few moments I had made eye contact with the three brothers and SIL, all of us in the same shock and realizing that Colby totally gave himself away. No one said anything about it, and the conversation moved on to the next person opening a gift. (We went around the circle, opening one gift per person each round.) 

Finally, the three of us left - as Colby’s mom and dad weren’t joining us - to go to the theater. The Futures group rented out a whole theater to show Star Wars, and all of Colby’s brothers, their better halves, and his niece, went. On the way to the theater, since it was just Colby and I, I asked about his “married into the family” comment. He said he was just saying things and thinking about his SIL, to not take it in any seriousness or to mean anything. That really stung. Especially since I had thought he would propose that afternoon and hadn’t. I was so sure I had excitedly told a few other people I was expecting it. I was honestly tearing up, although not enough that I think he would have noticed, especially since I was looking out the window away from him and got really quiet. 

After the movie everyone went separate ways. Back at his place he started to do various things, so I read. He then decided for us to light Chanukah candles again (like we did together the night prior) and open our private gifts to each other. I didn’t have any hopes at this point. He loved the things I gave him. He got me an interesting art piece and some amazing ruby earrings. 

Like seriously. Opening the box to see the earrings (it was obviously jewelry, though I wasn’t sure what) that I paused with an intake of breath, stunned, when I saw them. I softly said, “Oh Colby. These are gorgeous!” We discussed what they were, where he got them, and he proudly told me the steal he got them for (ballpark.) It meant a lot to me that he paid attention to things I’ve said over the past several months to get something that means so much to me. (Although, he still isn’t out of the dog house for back tracking on the “married into” comment.) 

He then putzed more, and I ended up falling asleep in the chair in his computer room while he did HOA things. He woke me up and told me to go to bed- it was 1am. I didn’t sleep well after going to bed, partially because I was so tired I didn’t think I need my normal advil pm. WRONG. I woke when he came to bed, had trouble falling back asleep, then gave up at 6am. After putzing on my phone I gave up and showered, before his alarm even went off. I decided to just leave, I noticed he had gotten up after a few alarms while I was eating breakfast. I did make him some coffee before leaving so at least I wasn’t leaving without saying goodbye in some fashion. 

I sent him an email later on Monday, because I had found a great article that mentioned a few things that we needed to discuss, and told him how we needed to chat seriously about goals, timelines, and expectations. I emphasized it as on me not that I was mad at him or that he did anything wrong. I misread the situation and his intent. He ended up calling me on his way into work, before I even sent the aforementioned email, under the guise of thanking me for the coffee. We talked about some casual things and when I had to do a work thing hung up. 

I spoke later on Monday with my friend E briefly. He gave me some advice before he had to go. That night my good friend M called me. She and I had been texting most of the weekend, as she knew my expectations. She was the one that said she thought Colby was backtracking fast after realizing what he said in front of his whole family. And then when I left without saying goodbye, that he realized he had fucked up. E called me back on Tuesday and we chatted more. He asked several interesting questions, to which I felt I had poor answers to, but he seems to think that Colby is ready to propose and just doesn’t have the timing right for whatever reason. That helped me a bit, hearing it from a recently married, Jewish guy (thus he would better understand Colby than my WASP female friend who has been married over a decade.) 

Tuesday my mom arrived from out of town and immediately found one of her dogs was not well. I panicked and reached out to Colby about vets and stuff. We Gchatted a bit Wednesday, he responded to some of the emails I had sent earlier on the week on Thursday (not the “wtf” email from Monday morning.) Today (Friday) he called me on his way into work, where we planned the logistics for the next few days. 

I frankly don’t know what is what at this point. I’m over my disappointment at his not proposing. I’m not comfortable with this limbo and am not looking forward to the discussion - if we even have it - because of his track record for not clearly answering or saying things. Yet, we are a team, he asks me for thoughts on redoing his flooring and getting a new dog; he helps me out with things around my house and has been great support regarding putting down mom’s dog. 

I’ve gotten to a point of apathy regarding our relationship. It beats being single, even if there is STILL no sex. It clearly doesn’t meet (several) of my needs. But, it does meet some that are kind of important - like having that close bond that is more than friendship and someone I can reach out to in need, that I feel I CAN reach out to. 

I recognized that this apathy is feeling comfortable with the relationship. It’s sort of a dangerous spot, because I feel comfortable to think it isn’t relationship based then focus only on the things not being met which then in turn implode it. I’ve seen this pattern in me more times than I care to count. At least by recognizing it, it shows some growth and maybe I can short circuit my tendency to run away looking for greener grass. Let’s face it, I’m not perfect, no one is. And I still hold that no one person can meet all of one other persons needs. 

To end on a positive note, today on our phone call, he mentioned trying to add me to the game night friends group chat. Apparently they all have iphones and have been using a feature that is a group chat through Apple that can’t include Android folk as texts. Colby said he would redo the chat from scratch to get it to be text based rather than chat room based so I could be included. He said it was much easier than relaying information. :P I am faintly amused that it isn’t too long after my bitching about something that it comes to fruition.

The next several days will be a blur, so there will be another long catch up post of three days (or more) of craziness much after the fact. 

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Wednesday Roundup 8.23.2017

Whooo weeks where I have more than one trade to review at once are always difficult and this week I got two massive ones for sure. We’re, maybe for the first time since I started the Roundups, fairly Marvel heavy this week so it’s going to be a game of determining whether or not that makes it a cakewalk for the Mouse’s favorite leaking sieve of potential movie rights. 

Or maybe, y’know, I just read a bunch of good comics and it’s not nearly as competitive as I make it out to be. You decide~ 

Marvel’s Deadpool, DC’s Detective Comics, Marvel’s Immortal Iron Fists, Image’s Lazarus: X + 66, Marvel’s X-Men Gold

Marvel’s Deadpool (2015-present) Vol. 8: ‘Til Death Do Us... Joshua Corin, Gerry Duggan, Christopher Hastings, Iban Coello, Salvador Espín, Scott Koblish

You know, if Marvel is attempting to use these endless crossover events as a way of pushing readers to only buying books in trade rather than subscribing individually, I will have to admit to their amazingly successful marketing campaign. Because no book has made me more relieved that I wait for the trade than this collection of Volume 8 of Deadpool (2015-present) which has the entire storyline of “’Til Death Do Us...” which only includes two issues of the actual titular Deadpool (2015-present) series. How can that possibly be? Well let’s find out together.

Story: So this is a massive event crossing all of the Deadpool titles. Because, as I’ve said before, there are a lot of them. Much like Wolverine or Spider-Man before him, Deadpool is being used to prop up so many books at once that it’s to the point of insecurity. Comics and their need to oversaturate a character.

In any regard, this particular storyline brings to a head the relationship between Wade and his wife, the Queen of Monster, Shiklah. Which, as Wade himself has joked about before, really had no chance of anything but imploding upon itself. In this case, it involves the invasion of monsters on New York City, a cross-world roadtrip with Wade and Peter, the Mercs for Money... existing until eventually helping manage the epic final battle, and the dissolution of Wade’s marriage in favor of a union between Shiklah and Dracula himself. 

It is a very bloated story, and considering I only regularly follow Deadpool and Spider-Man/Deadpool out of the crossover comics included, it’s easy to see how my investment in this entire crossover was a matter of waning in and out between the characters I care about the most and how much any of them had to do per couple of pages. I mean, Hit Monkey only really got to make out with a Goblin and I think that spells out exactly how divided the amount of stuff there was to do was. 

Even in that case, there were a lot of good moments, arguably the best being any time Gerry Dugan was at the helm and helping to mold the Deadpool I have come to love so much over the years. The story is slapstick and ridiculous, the characters wild and arguably dysfunctional, but even as it comes to an end that feels like it was the only way things could have ended, there is that sense of regret, sadness, and just pure depression that weaves its way into Wade’s stories when the mania dies down. And all of which is positively amazing in how much it does work beyond all reasonable expectations saying it shouldn’t. 

Art: Given this was a crossover event, there were many artists collaborating on this entire book and while the styles differed between issues, there is no denying that the layouts must have been fairly meticulous because the story flowed easily from book to book. There was never any feeling that despite style differences something didn’t belong in the story as a whole and it was a refreshing consistency to how it all came together. There were great monster designs, I was glad to have every issue separated by their cover art. It was seamless work and much appreciated as a whole. 

Characters & Dialogue: Oh boy. So, obviously only reading two of the books which were involved with this crossover, I can’t speak for most of these characters’ portrayals -- maybe Peter Parker and Aaron Stack, but those can be summed up as “modern Peter gives me aneurysms” and “everything with Aaron makes me miss Nextwave.” So I’m going to focus instead on Wade and Shiklah.

While there’s some variation between books, obviously, it is just amazing to me how after years of reading Deadpool, Wade’s voice and character has been really shaped by Gerry Duggan and his years long work with the character. Everything pays off and feels right, and you can see other writers shaping their own writing of the Merc with a Mouth to match. And I mean that in the absolute best way. There’s something inspired about having a character so known for ridiculousness and mania have such a strong and tragic underlying narrative beneath the layers. You can feel how bad Wade feels when his marriage to Shiklah comes apart and how much responsibility he feels for it, but also just how resigned he is to the fact that he messes up his own good things in life. And I love that pathos. 

Shiklah, while a supporting character, has been one that I’ve genuinely enjoyed since Gerry Duggan first brought her into the Deadpool comics through “The Gauntlet” and I love that her fish-out-of-water and normalcy in the name of Marvel’s creature feature and monstrous side of the universe made a strange amount of sense for why she and Wade worked for each other for the time that they did. And I like that this has been something building up for a long time now and that Shiklah’s reasoning and perspective is respected by the narrative and, to an extent, by Wade himself. 

I’m sure this isn’t the last we’ll see of the Monster Queen but it is a good send off until we do see her again. 

DC’s Detective Comics (2016-present) #963 James Tynion IV, Christopher Sebela, Carmen Carnero, Arreola, Fitzpatrick

We’re getting back to what Steph’s doing out on her own and getting some semblance of what the Anarky plot is ultimately going to amount to. The real question I, and everyone else must now ask is, did that Anarky plot from pre-Rebirth Detective Comics have anything to do with this bc I don’t think anyone read it and if it is important or something we could be at just the start of a world of utter and total confusion. Lllllet’s find out.

Story: While this is the beginning of a new arc for ‘Tec, you could make the argument that the real beginning of this story was the one-off Spoiler-centric issue prior to the Zatanna/Azrael storyline we just wrapped up. We follow up from that story where Stephanie was attempting to put an end to the need for vigilante justice in Gotham by taking over cases meant for the Batfamily and completing them with little to no visual evidence of her involvement or credit given to anyone but the authorities. 

At the end of that issue, Anarky had approached her to join his own, similar cause. According to him. 

But the actual start of this issue was a flashback to Steph and Tim’s time together and romance. Which was not only a much better looking relationship than what they had in the preboot which was pretty uneven and full of some teenage shenanigans compounding Steph’s natural self-depreciation, but is also extremely necessary because ‘Tec absolutely dropped the ball in giving the start of the new series any time to establish these characters, show them training together, or grow their relationships before killing off people and breaking the team apart to the point where half the Belfry aren’t even children being trained anymore.

Not that we ever saw much training. 

In any case, I’ve made it known before how much I dislike the use of flashback to make up for previous development and establishment so this kind of puts the new arc on a bad starting foot, at least with me. Especially with how creepy Anarky is around Steph (STRANGER DANGER) and how creepy it is that Bruce is stalking them from a distance to try to figure out what they’re doing (STRANGERER DANGERER). But we’ll have to see. 

Art: While I have mentioned that the rotation of artists on the bimonthly books like Detective Comics and Wonder Woman has been something of a hinderance in other comics, I have to say I’m pretty impressed with the stable rotation of genuinely great art on ‘Tec every arc so far. Now, it’s not stylized the way I personally prefer, like when we get Marcio Takara’s turns to work on issues, and therefore can seem like a very good but standard house style for DC, but I really enjoy the consistency and appreciate how the female characters have reasonable body types and are not overly sexualized like has been part of the DC house style in the past. Steph’s actions and even her stance carries weight, and I increasingly like her new Spoiler costume each time I see it. 

So all in all, great consistent art once more.

Characters & Dialogue: Tynion is usually the strongest when it comes to characters, and I think the beginning flashback between Steph and Tim highlighted that more than anything else. He obviously has a lot of love and nostalgia for these characters and it’s clear to see that that leads directly into direct homages all the way to bringing back an obscure Robin villain like Anarky. And that stuff’s good because, like I mentioned before, I do feel like Tynion has at least learned to be critical of his nostalgia and is righting things that were objectively not so great in the previous canon, like the treatment of Stephanie off-and-on in the Robin (1993-2009) series. Which is very nice.

That being said, I’m still waiting to be completely sold on Steph’s character here. I don’t dislike the change up of having her rebel against Bruce’s ways of doing things early and trying to forge her own path. And I don’t dislike the direction of her being critical of the way superheroes have grown in the public eye as authority figures and thinks instead they should go back to operating within the shadows and without bombast (apparently this is contentious in the Steph fandom? but i digress). But I do dislike that Stephanie, since her reappearance, has all but been refused the right to have her own secret identity. Which is ridiculous. Her identity gets immediately outed -- mostly by herself -- to nearly everyone, from her very first interactions with Dick to unmasking herself willy nilly here in front of a character named Anarky who is all but wearing a golden Guy Fox mask that he then refuses to remove in front of her for most of the issue. 

Which brings us to Lonnie and the general creep factor I felt throughout this issue. Like. I don’t know. Hopefully the exact nature of their relationship will be built on later in the story, but to have him put her through the ringer and ‘test her’ only to then be so familiar with her as to brush her cheeks and put her mask on for her and use her civilian name. I don’t like. And being familiar with preboot Lonnie just adds to that. 

Bruce is... Well, he’s Bruce. 

Marvel’s Immortal Iron Fists (2017-present) #3 (of 6) Kaare Kyle Andrews, Afu Chan

The adventures of Danny and Pei continue and my heart is still trying to recover from the roller coaster it was given in this issue. So let’s just jump straight into it.

Story: Much like last time, the real show stopper in this issue is Pei and how simple yet still nuanced the portrayal of a young, immigrant girl’s struggles are in a middle school. 

Danny’s reluctance to teach the next generation of Iron Fist and his preferred concentration on superheroics and recovering the scrolls comes to a head in this issue as Pei finally unleashes after her attempts to fit in only cause her mentor to be frustrated and upset with her. Which is all kinds of terrible because Danny pretty obviously doesn’t realize that everything Pei is doing at the moment is being a normal girl growing into her own. 

Including the yelling and rebelling. 

What further frustrates the characters, and me as a reader, though is that while Danny is forbidding Pei from getting involved with the current fight for the scrolls and demons and whatnot, it’s not only forcing her to neglect her destiny but also ignoring the fact that even without her direct involvement, her friends and classmates are being hurt and effected already. It’s not only hurting Pei in that Danny’s not helping her embrace her new abilities, but it’s making her feel the burden of responsibility on herself and making her feel even more useless to her friends.

Of course, if they explained their problems we wouldn’t have a story to begin with.

Art: Like I said with the last issue, this art is just so adorable and, most importantly of all, so fitting for the story being told. It displays so much emotion and so much color without giving up solid sequential sequences when there is action to portray. And in that way I love it all the more. But of course, I’m a big sucker for style at the end of the day.

Having read quite a few of Marvel’s digital exclusives at this point, however, I do hesitate to not point out that this is laid out like a regular comic instead of really taking advantage of the new media’s abilities. Whether or not that would be fitting for the story that Andrews wants to tell is debatable, but it does fall into the concerns I have with DC Digital First comics which is that the “digital comic” aspect is not taken advantage of for the sake of future traditional prints of this comic. It’s a delicate balance and ultimately I’ll trust that this is just how the creative team wanted their story to be told.

Characters & Dialogue: Considering that this story is incredibly character based, ultimately most of my bases here was covered in the story section. Still I just want to emphasize that Pei’s arc has been incredibly interesting to watch, and I like that she doesn’t seem to reject any of the “cliques” in school in favor of others but seems genuinely dedicated to making friends with everyone, which is refreshing in storytelling since in a very Mean Girls-esque way it’s usually that the freaks & geeks are held up as the Real True Friends as opposed to the fakers. And the reason I find that relieving is because they’re all fakers. That’s just what middle school is. 

That being said, I will say that as much as I’m not always the biggest defender of Danny Rand as a character or a concept (usually the opposite tbh), I do think that even with the excuse that we’re mostly seeing thing’s from Pei’s perspective, I don’t see Danny as someone who would be this unreasonable and callous toward Pei when she really hasn’t actively gone against his wishes. Perhaps we’re just channeling a little too much of the dynamic from Jackie Chan Adventures for this story when Pei is not a Jade-like character who arguably earns her scolding from time to time. 

Image’s Lazarus: X + 66 (2017-present) #2 (of 6) Greg Rucka, Michael Lark, Mack Chater, Aaron Duran, Arcas, Wynne

I really had no idea what to expect when this miniseries first came out, but you can thoroughly count me in the department as down for this world building and just general enjoyability that is coming from further exploring the world of Lazarus. As much as I would love to soon return to the regular title, this has been a great way to have more heartstrings pulled.

Story: As I said, I didn’t know really what to expect with this book but I’m not understanding more that it’s something of an anthology of stories beyond the perspective of the Carlyle family, and honestly I really love that. 

I’ve mentioned many times before that I feel like Greg Rucka, like few writing peers of today, understands the importance of making a storyline feel complete within a single issue, and his work with this issue really feels like his signature. We follow the Morray family and specifically Joaquim, their Lazarus. From start to finish we don’t waste a single panel getting to learn the turmoil within the story, Joaquim’s tragedy, and the way his actions in protecting Forever in the main title is having severe consequences for the main conflict of this story.

And that conflict rather simply is how much of Joaquim’s humanity can he maintain as a Lazarus that is growing more and more robotic than man, and how much of that decision is in his own hands as he is a product of a system that has been losing its humanity more and more, not only for the Morrays but for all the major families of this dystopian future.

Art: While not as dynamic or fetching as the usual issue of Lazarus, the art for this issue is still outstanding. There’s a lot of... intensive anatomical study, we’ll say, but there was also not a whole lot of action. It was mostly a conversational and expositioning sort of issue which comes with its own complications -- how to make conversations feel alive and dramatic without a whole lot of actual action taking place. To which I must confess that the art did a fairly brilliant job of, as there was quite a lot of expressiveness and uniqueness in setting throughout. 

Characters & Dialogue: It’s difficult to completely parse out the characters here because there are so many and the only one we had a fully established relationship with through the regular series was Joaquim himself, who also had the honor of the most panel time and presence throughout the issue. But that isn’t to say that every moment seen of the Morray family, how they conduct their business, and what that all intended for Joaquim himself was not excellent and as well characterized as always. I genuinely appreciated the culture and the look into the family dynamics which are so similar and yet so different to the Carlyles. 

Rucka’s great with character and it truly shows when he has only an issue to pt everything on the line because he fully delivers almost every time. 

Marvel’s X-Men Gold (2017-present) Vol. 1: Back to the Basics Marc Guggenheim, Adrian Syaf, R.B. Silva, Martin

My renewed interest in the X-Men is getting costly and I completely blame Tom Taylor’s run on All-New Wolverine for getting me back in that groove to begin with because I was totally over my addiction before then. Now I’m here for the Guggenheim.

Story: When an opening arc to a story calls itself “Back to Basics” there’s a decent reason for your expectations to generally be that whatever people haven’t liked about the comics in the most recent Giant Change Up To Forever Break the Status Quo in Comics is going over like a lead balloon of sorts or that they finally wrestled a book out of Bendis’ hands. And there’s nothing in Volume 1 of X-Men Gold that really changes my mind in regard to that impression. 

Which might not be entirely fair. Kitty in particular has been pushed more and more to the forefront of the X-Men in recent years and as a result, they had to erase her curly hair and also force her to really grow up. In a way, Kitty -- who was once the youngest of the X-Men and the student to everyone -- has become the teacher, mentor, and leader to what remains of the Mutant Race. Who aren’t doubles of past versions of themselves. And who aren’t living out of their late dads’ apartments. And who aren’t being killed by yet another serial race murderer. 

X-Men Gold focuses on establishing the elder team to X-Men Blue’s younger mutants and gives us a team of fan favorites as a result. This first arc has them dealing with a very on-the-nose Ann Coulter analogue who has a No Spin Zone style show on Fact News (get it). She’s a race baiter attempting to stir up mutant prejudices again for ratings and also some sort of greater grudge I’m sure will come back later. It includes her hiring Mesmero to create a new Brotherhood of Evil Mutants to frame all mutantkind for their terroristic acts and encourage public calls for mass deportation of mutants. Get it.

Subtlety of a sledgehammer aside, I want to take this moment to point out that one of the Brotherhood’s new members is an alien lizard looking guy that no one’s familiar with. And from the time he appears until the time they learn gasp he’s an extraterrestrial and not a mutant at all, Kitty (and others but mostly Kitty) keep talking about his appearance and how he’s a creep or scary and I’m just like. Apparently the X-Men truly haven’t learned from their own prejudices. I mean, everyone was assuming this guy was a mutant but at the same time judging him based on his appearance? Like wasn’t this the whole point of having Nightcrawler, Beast, and Anole on the X-Men??? But whatever. 

The second half focuses on Remy discovering the newest incarnation of the Sentinels which are now conscious and learning nanites which take three issues to take out and are only dismantled by Rachel having a Walkabout of sorts talking to her old selves, her mother, and her father which encourages her enough that she psychically blasts every single nanite. To the detriment of her eyes apparently bc now all the Avengers and X-Men now reflect in them. I’m not entirely sure about that cliffhanger. 

Other than the little girl on the last page I thought for sure was Molly Hayes and could not figure out why she was in New York or where the rest of the Runaways were until I realized oh that’s probably just another kid and artists don’t know how to vary their style of drawing younger age groups bc lbr it’s not like it happens that often on most books.

Art: The art for both arcs was honestly really spectacular. There were strong, solid lineart with great use of colors, the characters all had varied designs, and explosions -- which are always important to X-Men stories, of course -- were fantastic and bombast. But it’s also that house style I like to mention so much so it’s also really hard to get into why it works or doesn’t work because it’s just the established good storytelling style that both of the Big Two are comfortable using on any book for good reason. 

Characters & Dialogue: Since X-books are always filled to the gills with characters I can’t go into every single character or voice, but I’ll focus on the two most central characters to these first arcs: Kitty and Rachel. I thought both were written extremely well and there was real gravity to their interactions, a feeling of the importance and enormity of their histories. Sometimes that feels absent in modern books, especially for Rachel who seems to be a character most writers approach with apprehension, but we got to actually do a deep dive on both of them. And as a result, that maturity the book refers to through other characters and through Kitty’s inner monologue feels genuine. 

One thing I have to stress, though: Marvel please stop pushing KittyxPioter. It worked back in the day once. It’s not really going to work again and it’s been too long and Kitty is 1000% right when she says she’s moved on. So have we. 

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do if I had so many ridiculously good issues at once to pick from but fortunately we have only three issues for singles to pick from this week. And even though I legitimately enjoyed all of what I read this week, there is just something special about the way Immortal Iron Fists pulls at my heart strings. I’ve really come to adore Pei, her unique voice in comics, and especially the way it’s developing Danny’s potential in ways we’ve never seen before. Not to mention I’m just incredibly partial to all-ages comics which aren’t afraid to tackle very mature problems and themes while still speaking to a young audience’s tone.

Now between the two collected trades here, we’re stuck between an Weapon X and a X-Men which I’m not sure how it happened to me since I’m fairly sure I’ve not had to pick between two choices like that since I was in middle school. It’s kind of astounding. But, bang for my buck, I’m giving this one to X-Men Gold. It was a solid introductory arc and also had the benefit of not being a massive crossover with more characters than it knew how to properly work in. The irony of me saying that about the non-X-Men book here does not escape me.

And those are my picks of the week! That being said, I’m sure there’s lots to agree and disagree with me on in this Roundup. Be sure to let me know one way or the other. Also, do you think there are any books I missed picking up that would be good reads for me?

And now it’s also that time of the week everyone dreads but not nearly as much as I do. 

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Let’s Face The Music And Dance - Chapter 1

Hi everyone! I’ve been working on a High School!AU where the delinquents are in an Acapella group, because that’s what my brain decided. It should be about 5 chapters, I’ve written half of it already, so I thought it was about time I posted the first part, if anybody’s interested in reading it. The next chapters should be up in the next few days. Please let me know what you think, but please remember that I know next to nothing about the technicalities of acapella singing, so i’m hugely sorry for anything that isn’t right! I hope somebody beside me thinks this was a good idea.

Here’s a snippet and the rest of Chp 1 is under the cut:

“Name and grade?” Monty was asking.

“Erm, Bellamy Blake, senior,” He replied in a deep voice that sent a shiver down Clarke’s spine. “Sorry if I suck at this, I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Just sing your best and we’ll do the rest,” Monty reassured him smoothly. Jasper snickered at the rhyming.

“Right, yeah,” Bellamy seemed to be agreeing with himself, then coughed awkwardly and raised the microphone to begin singing.

Chapter 1

Clarke was fairly confident that Raven was late on purpose.

She wasn’t sure whether it was to teach her a lesson on being too controlling, or to force her to spend some time with her mother while she waited in the kitchen for Raven to arrive.

Whichever one it was, Clarke was not happy.

As soon as she’d realised that Raven was late by design, she’d acted in the most stubborn way she could think of: she took her morning coffee outside onto the front porch, into the blissfully fresh, sunny morning air, ignored her mother’s attempts at small talk, and glared at the main road.

When the sound of screeching tyres followed by Raven’s beaten up red jeep rounded the corner, she abandoned her coffee on the porch and stomped over to the passenger side door.

“About time, Raven,” she admonished as she pulled herself, her pile of notes and paperwork, and her oversized bag into the seat and adjusted her seatbelt.

Raven grinned, pulling her sunglasses up onto the top of her head. “Well, good morning to you, too, sunshine.”

“We agreed you’d get here by 8.30,” Clarke ignored her friend’s sarcasm.

“No,” Raven pointed out patiently as she pulled out into traffic. “You demanded I get here for 8.30. In an effort to be less argumentative, I decided to forgo verbally disagreeing with you.”

Clarke huffed out an irritated sigh and shot Raven another glare. “You could have mentioned it, Raven.”

“I figured you’d enjoy having something to stress about,” she shrugged. “After all, it’s only the first day back at school, you don’t have any deadlines or extracurricular socials to stress about just yet, and I know you, Clarke - if you don’t find something to raise your blood pressure fast enough, you’ll implode.”

“I like to stay busy,” she argued.

Raven shot her a wicked smirk. “I hope you plan on staying busy in more than just social clubs this year, Clarke.”

She wagged her eyebrows in emphasis. Clarke gave her an eye roll and tilted her head to the side in an unamused gesture, but there was mirth behind her eyes.

“You’re a bad influence, Raven Reyes,” she told her as they pulled into the school parking lot.

Students walked across the pavement, across the road, across the bike lane, and generally jaywalked all over the place in an excited buzz that only a summer away could generate.

“Don’t I know it,” Raven beamed back proudly, then promptly slammed on the brakes and banged both fists against the horn in an angry huff. “Get out of the fucking road, Murphy!”

He flipped her off and took his sweet time getting out of the way. “Learn to drive, Reyes!”

“Says the boy without a license!” She yelled back, then caught Clarke grinning at her. “What?” She asked, self-conscious.

“You’re doing well with this ‘being less argumentative’ thing.”

“Oh, bite me, Griffin.”

“Oh, you wish,” Clarke joked, causing Raven to bark out a laugh.

They pulled into a parking space fairly close to the main entrance, with only minor difficulty and a minimal number of close calls with the teeming crowd of students.

An impeccably clean silver Audi pulled into the space beside them, and two seconds later Monty and Jasper bounded out of the car and joined them on the pavement. They had both spent a huge amount of time this summer abroad, with their respective families and then together at some sort of obscure sci-fi convention that Clarke couldn’t remember the name of, so she hadn’t really seen either of them apart from on FaceTime since the end of the last school last year. They both looked exactly the same as they had then, although Jasper was sporting a slight bit of stubble, and Monty had bought new glasses with thicker frames.

“Rey-es!” Jasper cupped his hands to his mouth and pretended to call to her as if he was a football coach.

“Jasper!” Raven pulled him into a gentle headlock and ruffled Monty’s hair with her spare hand. “Monty!”

“Hey Raven, hey Clarke,” Monty waved to them as he attempted to edge out of Raven’s reach and smooth down his hair. “How were your summers?”

“Nothing special,” Raven shrugged.

They turned to head towards the school entrance.

“The usual,” Clarke added. “Summer work with my mum at the hospital, preparations for this year’s competition.”

Jasper groaned, exaggerating the noise. “You’re not already planning sectionals, Clarke. Please tell me you’re not.”

Clarke opened her mouth in exasperation as they reached her and Raven’s lockers. “What?” She demanded defensively. “It’s never too early to be prepared. And this is my last year, Jasper, we have to go further than regionals.”

“You just wanna get that free trip to New York,” Raven grinned as she pulled stuff out of her locker.

“I want to perform at the ICCAs on stage with you, my best friends, and be able to put that on my resume. What’s so bad about that?”

Monty shrugged in a ‘can’t-argue-with-that’ kind of way.

“There she goes already,” Raven sighed. “Clarke Griffin, Ms. Reasonable herself.”

“You know,” a voice sidled up to them as they began to head off down the hallway. “You’re gonna need some new voices to get all the way to New York, right?”

Clarke pursed her lips and clutched the pages of sheet music and notes in her hands. “I know, Murphy. You just focus on turning up to rehearsals this year, and leave vocal arrangements to me.”

“Just to reiterate,” Raven spoke up, pulling Clarke to a stop and putting both her hands on either of Clarke’s shoulders. “I know i’m just the lowly President here, but please ask me for help when you need it Clarke. I know you’re taking a crazy number of AP classes this year, so let me help when I can, yeah?”

Clarke nodded in seriousness, then pointed out. “You know, you’re taking more AP classes than I am, right?”

Raven smirked as she turned to head into the classroom on their left. “I know, but I’m a bona fide genius, so it’s really like i’m taking no classes at all.”

They all laughed as she disappeared and continued on to their Chemistry classroom.

“She’s right though, Clarke,” Monty spoke up kindly. “She is the President, if you need help, that’s what she’s there for.”

“Raven’s the President,” Clarke agreed. “But I’m the Musical Director, and everybody knows that that’s the real powerhouse behind acapella. Besides, Raven just took the job to put something different on her resume.”

“And because she’s a really bangin’ singer,” Murphy pointed out.

“And that,” Clark agreed.

“So where are you going to find a bass, a soprano and an alto worthy of Acapadia?”

She grinned. “Open auditions, obviously.”

They all groaned.

The bane of Clarke’s life was not AP Chemistry; it was not Mr Kane, who insisted on treating her like a daughter in class despite the fact that he’d only been dating her mother for four months; it wasn’t even the fact that their usual lunch table had been taken over by freshmen so they’d moved two tables down to the middle of the cafeteria.

No, the bane of Clarke’s life were The Ground Sound, the rival acapella group at their school.

They were of a more modern sound, having been put together by techno wizard and all-round audio genius, senior Lincoln Woods.

Both groups auditioned students together, usually on a Wednesday afternoon, and bartered their favourite picks before offering spaces to hopefuls. Usually, they disagreed and sometimes it got ugly. Mostly, it was because the Acapadia’s needed somebody that The Ground Sound simply wanted. The year before last, they’d been desperate for a mezzo-soprano, and one had materialised, new to the school, at the perfect moment. The Ground Sound had insisted that Lexa join their group instead, and an all-out war had commenced to win her over. She’d promised Clarke and the Acapadia’s to join them, but flaked on auditions, and come the day of sectionals, she’d turned up with The Ground Sound, fully rehearsed with their songs and in their co-ordinated outfits.

It had been messy, not least because her and Clarke had been dating tentatively, and since then both groups had barely been on speaking terms with each other.

Clarke secretly liked Lincoln, although she would never admit it to the others. He was down-to-earth, interested in art like her, and visually so intimidating that people would leave her alone if she sat near him in the library. Despite that, he was genuine and kind, and generally took a backseat in negotiations for new members. It was never personal, just business, and he always nodded to her in the hallway.

On Wednesday afternoon, she was setting up their desk in front of stage left in the school auditorium when Lincoln entered, laptop bag slung over his shoulder and two girls from his group at his side. They were usually an intimidating sight, especially on stage, but today they were laughing and teasing each other as they approached their desk stage right.

Lincoln nodded to her politely and then began setting up his things. Clarke continued to organise her papers and boss Jasper and Monty around until everything was perfect.

By the time all the current members from each group had arrived (including even Murphy, to Clarke’s surprise), there were six members of Acapadia and six members of The Ground Sound, making them evenly sized this year.

Clarke leaned over to speak to Lincoln before they called in the first audition. “You should know I know that you’re looking for an alto and a soprano.”

Lincoln eyed her suspiciously, then nodded once slowly. “That’s right.”

“So then, in the spirit of fair competition,” Clarke divulged. “You should know that we need a soprano, an alto and a bass.”

It took him by surprise, if the rapid blinking of his eyes was any indication. But then Lincoln nodded once again, and leaned back in his seat. “Thank you,” was all he said, but Clarke knew that he meant it.

“First auditionee, come to centre stage,” Echo, a senior sitting beside Lincoln, called out and the auditions began.

They were mostly promising. A few students really struggled their way through their chosen audition pieces, but most didn't need to be turned away.

The first three girls to audition were sopranos, and they were all perfect for what Clarke was looking for. Next came an audacious, confident freshman who could sing There Are Worst Things I Could Do for the rest of Clarke’s life and she wouldn’t be bored of hearing it. She put a star down by the girls name and slid the piece of paper over the Raven, raising an eyebrow.

Two juniors came next, auditioning at vaguely the same quality, but they were tenors and Clarke knew she didn’t need any more of that sound in their mix.

Lastly, a senior stepped up to centre stage, and peaked Clarke’s interest immediately. She must have sat up straighter in her chair, because Raven kicked her underneath the table and waggled her eyebrows at her.

“Stop,” Clarke whispered in admonishment, but Raven continued to smirk at her and eyed up the boy on stage.

“Name and grade?” Monty was asking.

“Erm, Bellamy Blake, senior,” He replied in a deep voice that sent a shiver down Clarke’s spine. “Sorry if I suck at this, I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Just sing your best and we’ll do the rest,” Monty reassured him smoothly. Jasper snickered at the rhyming.

“Right, yeah,” Bellamy seemed to be agreeing with himself, then coughed awkwardly and raised the microphone to begin singing.

He was good. He was attractive. And he was a bass.

Clarke knew these factors might mean trouble, in more ways than one. She glanced across at Lincoln and Echo, who was traditionally the more confrontational of the two, and was pleased to see that, while they were interested in his voice, they were arguing seemingly about the necessity of him for their group.

When he was done singing Music of the Night from the Phantom of the Opera - coincidentally one of Clarke’s favourite musicals - he stepped off stage with another awkward shuffle and wave. It was odd really, because he seemed calm and cool otherwise, almost like a senior the younger girls would follow in the halls and fantasise about dating, and yet, he was clearly a complete dork in front of groups of people.

She sort of loved that about him. Damn it.

He had been the last to audition, so they broke into table discussions on who they wanted to offer places to, ready to fight for them against The Ground Sound afterwards.

“That first girl is a must,” Raven was saying.

“Her or the second one,” Murphy interjected. “She was good, and much hotter.”

Raven smacked him with a rather large library book. “Mind out of the gutter, Murphy. Do you not have any human decency at all?”

“I’m just saying,” he protested nonchalantly. “If we’ve gotta make a decision off something, why not that.”

Raven rolled her eyes and turned back to the list, pointing at the starred name. “We need Octavia. I honestly think I cried while she was performing.”

Clarke nodded, as did the others. “Agreed.”

“So that’s our soprano and alto sorted, what about the bass?”

“There’s only one option there,” Jasper pointed out.

“Please don’t tell me that Clarke’s gonna become all picky again like last year and reject our only option?” Murphy glared at her preemptively.

“No, actually,” Clarke huffed, a little self conscious about her next words. “He’s… perfect, actually.”

She tried to ignore Raven’s eyebrows as they wagged again. “Atta girl,” Raven smirked and elbowed her in the side.

“For the group, Raven,” Clarke hoped she wasn’t blushing as she stacked and restacked her piles of sheet music.

“Sure… sure,” Raven, to her credit, tried to hold in her laughter.

As it turned out, the Ground Sound had been arguing over Bellamy Blake because Echo wanted to claim him simply so that they couldn’t. Lincoln, tired of the drama and petty fights, had told her to shut up and stop talking. And so they’d agreed that Acapadia could offer Bellamy Blake a spot in their group.

The others were less straightforward - they’d liked the second girl, Emori, more than the first, so she was to be their pledge whilst Acapadia offered their soprano spot to a girl by the name of Harper.

Octavia Blake was the breaking point.

They’d been going round in circles for over twenty minutes before Miller decided to finally speak up. He was usually incredibly quiet in group discussions, always just did as he was told and went along like he wasn’t bothered by the outcome, but he was the one to interject to Clarke in a whisper, “I know she's good, Clarke, but we can get through this year without another alto.”

“Yeah,” Monty was quick to agree, leaning across the table to join in hushed tones. “We’ve got Raven, and we’ll manage with a mix of everybody’s voices.”

“It’s not worth all this arguing, to be honest,” Raven begrudgingly agreed.

Clarke sighed in frustration. She’d really wanted Octavia Blake.

“Fine,” she huffed out. “You can pledge her,” she told Lincoln and the others on his table. Luna and her brother slapped their hands hard against the table in victory as Echo smirked in triumph.

With the negotiations out of the way, they all began packing up their things. Traditionally they’d post a list up outside the auditorium, but since that practice was antiquated and the kids at school who didn’t live for acapella thought it was lame and used to tear them down, they now forwent that for a much simpler ‘leave-your-number-and-we’ll-text-you’ system.

Jasper bumped Clarke’s shoulder with his own as they walked up the central aisle and towards the exit. “Milkshakes at the Drop Ship? We can text Harper and Bellamy when we get there.”

“Sure,” Clarke agreed forlornly.

“Hey,” Raven slung an arm around her as they wandered through the door. “Octavia was good, but we haven’t lost anything by losing her to the Grounders. We’re still awesome, with the best musical director around, and we’re still gonna kick their ass at sectionals. And besides, she might not even want to join them, don’t lose hope yet.”

That did make Clarke feel a little better.

Harper had replied to their text within ten minutes, all excited capital letters and exclamation marks, and they’d all felt much better about losing Octavia to the Grounders. It had lifted Clarke’s spirits until she’d gotten home that night and realised that Bellamy Blake hadn’t yet replied.

Her mood only soured as Wednesday turned into Friday, and he still hadn’t replied.

She’d wanted to begin rehearsals that Saturday, but without a full sound it would all be rather pointless.

On Friday at lunch time, whilst she debated the subtleties of Founding Father politics with a girl from her homeroom, he walked straight past her, lunch tray in one hand and book in the other.

She didn’t blame him for missing her entirely, he had his nose so much in his book that she was surprised he hadn’t walked into anyone or even knew where he was going.

She nudged Raven.

“Ouch,” she complained with a mouthful of food. “I’m deep in thought about theoretical physics, it better be important Clarke?”

“Over there,” Clarke didn’t whisper, but she lowered her voice a little. “Blake.”

“Octavia?” Raven looked hopeful.

“No,” Clarke ground out. “Bellamy.”

Raven, Monty and Murphy all turned their heads towards him at the same moment.

“Where?”

“What’s he doing?”

“Has he still not replied to your text?”

“No,” Clarke huffed. “And I don’t know why. He could at least say something to me, we have three classes together.”

“It’s easy really, he’s still making a decision. He’s not sure whether he wants to continue with acapella now that his sister’s been offered a place with the Grounders,” Miller suddenly spoke up. He was focusing on his food, barely even making eye contact with the rest of them, but his words drew all their eyes on him.

“What?”

“What?!”

“I’m sorry, where exactly did you get this hidden intel?” Raven asked, exasperated.

Miller glanced up at them and shrugged. “He went to tryouts for ice hockey, he’s a reserve for Garrison, we chatted at lunch yesterday.”

Clarke was speechless.

“So he… auditioned because his sister did?” Murphy asked sceptically.

Miller shrugged. “I guess so. He became her legal guardian at the beginning of the year, so I guess they’re close. Probably wants to look out for her.”

“Well, that’s just…”

“Honourable?”

“Overprotective?”

“Plain weird?”

Clarke pursed her lips together and set her shoulders, making her mind up.

“I don’t care what his reasons are,” she pushed herself up from the table. “We need him.”

Raven and the others could only look on with intrigue and hope as she picked up her lunch tray and set off determinedly in the direction of Bellamy Blake.

He was reading the same book, head bent down towards the table, one hand holding open the spin like he’d juggled lunch and reading a million times before, and the other picking at his food with a fork. He hadn’t been wearing the glasses on stage so she figured they were for reading, but they suited him well.

She invited herself into the seat on the bench opposite him without invitation, but as the table had previously been deserted apart from him, she knew that he was aware of her.

“Hi,” she opened with.

He flicked his eyes up to her once, held her gaze for a moment, then glanced back down to his book. “Clarke.”

She tilted her head in vague surprise. “You know my name.”

“I make a point of knowing who I give my phone number to,” he informed her reasonably.

She couldn’t argue with that.

She shuffled in her seat and leaned forwards to wrestle his attention away from his book.

“Look, Bellamy,” she began, “I know we don’t know each other, and I know you haven’t made up your mind yet, but I came over here to make you reconsider.”

He put his book down upside down and caught her eye. “Reconsider?”

“Joining Acapadia,” she clarified. His jaw ticked so she rushed on before he could give her a list of reasons why he wouldn’t. “It wouldn’t just be something on the side to get close to your sister, it would be something for you. Octavia’s gone to the Grounders, we wish she hadn’t but that was her decision to make. You, on the other hand… Bellamy, you could really make a difference to our chances this year. We could go to New York! New York.”

He remained quiet but licked his lips and started over her shoulder like he was seriously considering it.

“You’d see Octavia too,” Clarke continued. “The Grounders… look, don’t tell the others I said this but they’re better than us. Sometimes. We might get a chance to go to the ICCAs, but with Octavia, they definitely will. That’s a whole year of sharing the auditorium, travelling to sectionals, staying out of state with them for regionals. I’m not saying you have to follow her around, but you’d have your own friends who just coincidentally mix with hers.”

She knew she sounded a little desperate, but she needed Bellamy Blake.

Or rather, they needed him, she should say.

He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck and glanced up at her. “You really think we could go to New York?” he asked hopefully.

“Really,” she smiled. “With you, anyway.”

“And… without me?” He asked carefully.

Clarke sighed. “To be honest, we just don’t have the range without you. We’ll be dead on our feet by sectionals.”

She saw the exact moment he made his mind up. He closed his book completely, still making sure to carefully bookmark his page, and leaned towards her across the table on his elbows.

“Ok,” He said. “I’m in—,“ her face split into a wide grin, “—but, I’m not doing this for Octavia.”

She looked at him carefully, equal parts lone wolf and intelligent, overprotective big brother. Her face was serious when she caught his eye, gently placed her hand over his on the table and said, “I know, you’re doing this for you.”

He smiled back shyly, then pulled back.

“So,” he said excitedly. “When do we start?”

Edit: Chapter 2 is now up, read it here.