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sehodreamsthoughts · 5 months ago

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omg i bet ur hair looks rly cute🤭🤭 it always takes some time to get used to at least for me when i cut my hair but im glad u already rly like it<333 but i understand feeling weird about it too

i love everything u wrote omg i need to keep writing about it quick tho cuz im inspired SOBS

after the whole ordeal in front of jay, heeseung and jake would maybe take u home and fuck you again there, falling asleep together in one of their beds or smth cuz i imagine they get kinda soft afterwards and want to be next to u even if they’re not cuddling… cuz i think im on the same page as u as they want to be more… im def into polyamorous things.. so jake and heeseung would be okay with sharing u as long as it’s just between the two of them🤭🤭

but then maybe jay contacts u because even though he just saw u get fucked like that.. he also saw how well u took it and he wants that for himself as well. he hasn’t stopped thinking about the way you looked while you were choking around jake’s cock or gagging on heeseung’s fingers and even if heejake kills him and its the last thing he does, he wants to fuck you.

maybe this time ur a little nervous, but ultimately u think u can do what u want (wrong), so u go and meet him, and maybe this time u do have sex, and maybe… he’s good, but even when he’s eating you out like he’s starving, and has ur thighs pressed up against ur chest, hitting every spot inside of you just right… you still feel there’s something missing. u can’t cum. maybe u scare him a little bit because u ask him to choke u, and when he does, it’s not enough and you cry and ask him to do it harder but he’s afraid he’s going to hurt you and the way you’re moaning sounds like ur in pain :( so u fake an orgasm, let him cum all over ur tummy and then you go home, feeling disappointed and ashamed because they were right… they really did ruin you for anyone else.

and maybe u end up being even needier with them for the next while, but since they’re crazy, they both know what you did and they won’t give you what u want now to punish you. you’re doing anything and everything they ask just in the hopes of them touching you like you need them to. going out of ur way to do chores, following their instructions when they tell you to finger yourself, but not cum, when they tell you to lick your own fingers clean and then they jerk off onto ur face and take pictures of you for later. you’ve said you’re sorry, what more do they want? eventually they’ll fuck you with a dildo, but it’s much smaller than either of them and you still don’t get to cum, you can’t cum! not if it’s not one of them helping you get there. and maybe, cuz they’re crazy AND toxic, they’d make u promise to be loyal to them.. to not fuck around with anyone else, ever, and to let them be romantic with u🤭🤭 and u agree of course because you can’t take anymore of this torture before realizing what you’ve agreed to.

- 🥟 anon

This is another level of perfection 😭

The minute you arrive home Jake and Heesung tug you in bed, each one on your sides making sure you're warm enough under the covers. You usually would've already sent them home, but you're so exhausted after the night out and everything they've done to you that you just let them stay there beside you, murmuring things you can't even understand because of how the second your body falls on the mattress you start drifting off.

However, the next day, when you have more energy and you see them still there in your apartment, you can't let them continue like that. Jake had softly woken you up, showing you a big smile before telling you to wash yourself, and Heesung had arrived when you had finished, taking off his shoes while signaling you to sit so you could all eat together.

For you, it was a shit show. You weren't their girlfriend, and they weren't your boyfriends. They had no reason to act like that, to take attributions like opening your door without your permission or feeding you. From the start you had been clear, even spelling that you'd only have sex, and nothing more.

You don't say anything though, only waiting for them to leave you alone so you could organize your thoughts.

That's when Jay appears again.

It's a short text from him, asking you how you are, and needing some sort of control on your life again, you answer even if you have no interest in seeing him again.

The words that keep appearing are not what you expect, "let me see you, please", a please, finally someone seems to see you like a person, and you want to feel like one again.

You don't want to feel that satisfaction when they talk to you, when they clean your mess, or when they whisper their feelings in unclear confessions, "we'll be back", "you can't leave us", "you need us", "we'll be waiting for you".

You're not, and you'll never be their little girlfriend.

The way to Jay's place is shorter than what you'd have liked. He's there, waiting for you downstairs like a gentleman, which you know is pure bullshit.

That night he had observed you like a sick man, licking his lips at the sight of you crying of overstimulation, at Jake slapping your cheek with his cock, at Heesung spitting in your mouth. You had seen it all, overwhelmed with the sensations but unable to not gaze at him sitting on a corner palming his erection because of your pain.

Pain, you want to call it like that but you know you're as fucked as he is when you clench your legs at the hope of suffering it again.

Jake and Heesung had never been so hard with you. They were brutes dressed with better clothes. The sex with them before that day had been good, but never as intense.

When Jay inserts himself you whine, not because you particularly enjoy it, but because you can't help but think it's not as big. It's not as big as theirs, his length is nothing compared to Jake's, and his girth isn't as thick as Heesung's.

Not even the way he's thrusting is enough. You need more, you need the pain, the tears, the humiliation, and Jay is too soft for you now.

A few weeks before you might've enjoyed it, that wasn't hard to guess. Jay was working for it, pushing your legs up in an angle you'd have enjoyed, with a speed that would make any other girl cum with how good he was being. But you weren't any girl anymore.

"More, please, more" you cried, pressing his hand over your throat, practically choking yourself, yet the restriction wasn't enough, you could still breath, you could still think, and that's not what you liked now.

His panicked expression said everything for him. He wouldn't be able to be as hard, crude and brute as Jake and Heesung.

You moaned loud, feigning an orgasm so he could stop looking so tortured, and you realized exactly what you were afraid to.

You needed them.

#🥟 anon #*screaming*#*pulling the three hairs i have left*#*spiralling into insanity*#😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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freakyunderclublights · 1 year ago

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not to be embarrasing but i read the entirety of ur fanfic in a day. Thank u for taking the time to write a masterpiece BTW!!!! I wanted to ask bc its been on my mind. Why did you decide to make the characters the way you wrote them? im a writer to and i think the way you wrote them is very....interesting. it lowkey inspires me to want to develop characters the same. i was just rly curious about that. I can't wait to read ch.9!

Okay, first off, you are super cute and should not be embarrassed. Thank you for reading my fic! And double thanks for asking me a question that puts my brain cells to work. I'll try to answer this question as concisely as I can because I can literally write a ten-page essay on this.

Given that my fanfic follows the canon timeline, I really had to look at how the characters behaved in each scene between the movie and try to fill in the gaps. That meant trying to figure out who these characters were before the events of the movie even started. So here's my breakdown/headcanon analysis of each.

Isabel: She's been with Jeff since Freshman year (my assumption) and has been extremely popular ever since. Her world revolves around him and being the most popular girl in school. Popularity can be fun, but in 'The Filler,' I wanted to focus on its downsides. The downsides include the anxiety that comes with everyone knowing you + your business, plus the expectations to perform or play a role. I don't think Isabel was in a happy place when the movie started, so I really tried to build off of that. I see her as a character who might yearn for more than her routine, someone who might yearn for a lover for whom she doesn't have to compete for their love, a girl who yearns to be accepted for who she truly is. This brings a new question, though: who is Isabel? She's portrayed as Jeff's "cute babygirl" girlfriend, a princess, someone who needs saving or someone else to protect her. She also doesn't seem to have a lot of friends beside Brittany… why? She is super quick to jump into bed with Josie after only really knowing her for a short time. I sense she is someone who has codependent tendencies, and as a writer, that is an extremely fun challenge to write.

Josie: I honestly don't think I have strayed too far from the canon representation of Josie. She's unpopular, nerdy, and has had a crush on Isabel forever. I think the biggest things I had to build off of her were her relationship with PJ and her long crush on Isabel. PJ is respectfully not the nicest person, so how does Josie, someone who seems relatively nicer, stay friends with someone like that? How does Josie have a crush on Isabel for so long without ever talking to her? What's brewing inside of her that makes her snap at PJ once their secret is outed? It was those questions that shaped how I wrote her.

PJ: PJ is a super fun character to write because she is very evidently flawed. She's willing to lie, cheat, and hurt people to get what she wants, as long as she looks "cool." She reminds me a lot of Greg Heffley from 'Diary of a Wimpy Kid.' I think she acts this way because she struggles with being her true self, so she tries to project a "cooler" version of herself. She avoids being vulnerable throughout the movie, and I think she does that because she may have been bullied for being herself before. Somewhere along the line, she learned that she had to pretend. So for this fic, I wanted to put her in situations that would force her to be authentic, make her have no choice but to be vulnerable.

Brittany: To write Brittany, I kept thinking about that quote, "My identity is completely attached to hers," and tried to think about how I would feel being Isabel's best friend. To be a bystander to my friend who is in an on-and-off again relationship with a shitty guy, to follow my friend as she wants to join a fight club, to watch as my friend slowly gets more infatuated with Josie… relatively soon after breaking up with her boyfriend. Underneath Brittany's "chill" facade, I like to think that she is pretty perceptive to what is going on and also follows Isabel around to protect her. I like to think that she is to Isabel what Tim is to Jeff. Like Tim, she is perceptive, more assertive, and will do whatever it takes to protect her best friend. Why she feels so loyal to Isabel? Well, we're going to explore that too lol.

I know this is pretty lengthy, but I hope this sheds light on my character development process lol.

#bottoms fanfic #the filler fanfic #character development #isabelbottoms #brittany bottoms #josiebottoms #pj bottoms #bottoms 2023 headcanon #headcanon

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venusiangguk · 4 years ago

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let the games begin | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader

>>genre: pwp, smut, gamer!jk, light fluff at the end, established relationship

>>word count: 5.7k

>>warnings: dom!jk, BRAT oc, but rly she just wants to be good 😔, big dick koo, spitting, spit eating, boobs, unprotected sex, cream pie, um...oh!, crying, crying during sex, not from pain tho, oc just gets overwhelmed :(, aftercare kinda?, boobies, comfort, idk man, riding, weird pet names lmao, oc is so tiny, big jiggly fat tits, OMG COCKWARMING, that’s literally the reason i wrote this lol, breasts, when jk cums.... v sexy, low key one sided sex 🤷🏻‍♀️

>>notes: all gamer lingo is from reddit, bc me and oc are the same in the way that we have no idea what the boys that are ignoring us for video games are saying so if it doesn’t make sense idc 🥲 yell @ me in an ask or sumn

>>summary: just another fic where oc rides jk in his gaming chair 🙄 pls still read it tho lmao its hot i promise

Hours. Several increments of 60 minutes. Multiple thousands of seconds. It’s been hours since Jeongguk has even acknowledged your presence. You huff and sigh dramatically, rolling around on his bed, accidentally knocking his Zero Two body pillow off. Good riddance. She’s part dinosaur. But still, nothing takes his attention from his prettily lit gaming set-up. You’ve come to your last resort.

Laying back on his pillows, you bunch your skirt up around your waist and then slip your hand down your teeny tiny, baby pink silk panties. They say ‘slut’ in small little silver rhinestones on the front. A gift from you’re extremely rude, extremely sexy talented gamer boyfriend. You let out an over the top moan, hoping to break through the sounds of his game. He does not move a single inch. Ever persistent, you stay at task, actually getting a little turned on with your quick moving little fingers rubbing over your clit. You let moans fall from your mouth freely, thinking about one of the few times he actually let you support him from under the desk. You drooling all over his swollen, uncut cock. Him leaving his mic on at your request. Him struggling to get out coherent sentences to his teammates. Him struggling to keep from moaning as he came silently down your throat. Mmm.

“Tae, Min, rush the blue zone?” He speaks into the mic. You can hear the clicking of his keyboard, as his fingers flit over the control keys. His head moves slightly as his eyes jump between his two monitor set-up trying to take everything in. And just like that, at the sound of his pretty voice, cute lisp and all, your mood is broken. You wanna hear that voice in your ear, calling you names (mean or sweet, you’re not picky), not talking about blue rushes or whatever. Your eyes roll.

You take a deep breath to calm yourself and slow your rapid breathing before you crawl to the foot of the bed, closer to him. His room is rather small, so the elaborate set-up he has extends almost to the end of his mattress, barely enough room for the gigantic chair to swivel around. However this is a plus for you because it makes it so you can rest your chin on his shoulder without disturbing him too much.

“NO! Do not rush blue! Are you stupid or just a fucking idiot?” Jeongguk flinches from how loud Jimin’s shrill voice is, coming from his headphones. Even you can hear it. “We just lost Hobi. We are outnumbered 6 to 3. In what fucking universe would a rush be a good idea? Are you trying to get flamed in a ranked match?”

“Okay damn, I forgot Hobi got no-scoped,” Jeongguk chuckles. He gently, minisculely, oh-so softly shrugs his shoulder, hinting that he wants you to get off, without saying it, knowing you would very-likely, potentially be offended and a little upset. But you don’t move. If he wants you off he can be a big boy and tell you. Maybe you even dig your chin into the tendons of his shoulder on purpose just to be a brat. He still doesn’t say anything apart from a tiny hiss of pain. In fact he deals with you pestering him until you start to mouth at the side of his neck, biting gently. Wet, open mouth kisses leaving a shiny trail on his pulse.

“Okay, you can’t do this right now.” He says, shrugging his shoulder hard, making you accidentally bite your lip. You whimper. “I’m in a ranked match, and we are already getting our asses handed to us. I can’t focus on you right now.” He doesn't even look at you, face glowing in the light of his pc. He probably doesn’t even register how harsh his words sound, too engrossed in the game.

You’re still close enough to hear from his head set when Taehyung says, “Is that __?” He sounds like he’s trying not to laugh.

“Yeah.” Is all Jeongguk says in response.

“Hasn’t she been at your place for like 4- On your right! On your ri- nice Kook- for like 4 days?”

“Yeah, she’s my girlfriend.” His tongue sticks out as he types in a combo attack. He smiles when he lands a kill.

Not for long you think. If he keeps this up, you’ll be finding other ways to spend your time. Like giving yourself a manicure with those cute little sanrio decals he got you the other day. A pretty manicure that would look so cute wrapped around his even prettier thick, hard, pink cock. Keywords being would look, not are going to look. He’s getting ignored for at least 15 minutes. You pout thinking about how you’ve been ignored for at least 3 hours. But still! You remain resolute in your punishment. No kisses, no handjobs, no nothing.

“I literally always hear her bitching about you playing,” Jimin chimes in, snickering. “Tell her to go paint her nails or something.”

Your jaws drops. Then Jeongguk has the audacity to chuckle. You see red.

“FUck this! And fuck you, and fuck your friends, and fuck your stupid ass no-scope, flame ass, rush ass game. And especially fuck you Park Jimin, I hope you never receive a blowjob ever again!” You stand up, pushing your skirt down, and buttoning your sweater all the way to the top. He will not be seeing your cleavage as you make your exit.

“AFK AFK-“ Jeongguk says quickly, getting tangled in his wires for a minute before accidentally tripping on the leg of his chair. You can hear the distant protest of his teammates coming from the abandoned headset. He hisses at the pain from almost falling, and grabs you by the arm, pulling you back.

“Let go of me!” You try to yank your arm out of his hold, very much throwing a fit. But he’s too fit, and you end up facing him, mouth set in a firm pout, and your eyebrows are scrunched in anger. You’re very tiny, but you hope you look evil. You’re eyes watering out of frustration probably doesn’t help though. His hands are firm and strong on your shoulders, keeping you in place.

Close the fucking gyms.

“Hey, hey,” He says, like he’s trying to soothe you. His big hands rub up and down your arms. You hate how it makes your anger die down just a smidge. “What’s wrong, why are you leaving?” He asks. He’s bent a little at the waist so he’s face to face with you, his big eyes searching yours.

Your bottom lip wobbles and your chin gets those ugly dents in it as it quivers. You sob. “B-because you’re n-not even paying att-t- attention to me!” Big cry baby tears roll down your cheeks. Jeongguk looks like he’s trying not to laugh and you give up. Head falling back, mouth hanging open in miserable wails as you drop to the ground defeated. You’re sat in a ‘w’ your skirt pillowing around you. You think you’re much too cute to lose your boyfriend to a video game. But you did your best, fought a valiant fight. It happens to the best of girls, you suppose.

“Chicken,” He coos the odd nickname he had bestowed upon you in the first month of dating. He drops to the floor as well and you can still hear the laugh in his voice. It only makes you cry harder.

“You’re laughing at me while I’m c-crying?” You blubber.

“I’m not!” He says, very much still laughing. He cups your face in his palms, thumbs wiping away your tears only for new ones to quickly take their place. He does his best to still his features into a more serious expression. A hint of a smile still lingers. “I’m not. I just think you’re cute, that’s all.” He kisses your nose.

You blink wide eyed, at the little affection. Then you remember you’re supposed to be having a tantrum. You sniffle.

“Will you please get back on the bed? I’m almost finished.” He asks gently.

You groan. “You’re still going to finish your game? While I’m crying?!” You blink rapidly, willing some more crocodile tears out of your eyes, that had been mostly dry prior.

“Chicky,” He whines, “It’s a ranked match, you know I can’t just quit.” He looks like he’s about to beg you to understand.

And you do. Gaming was really important to him, and he was really good at it, even earning a side income from streaming. But you’re a brat. One that has been neglected and ignored for hours. One that is always desperate for his attention and affection. Not to mention you’re still wet in your panties.

“Your friends were mean to me. They laughed at me.” You whisper, pout turned on heavy.

“They didn’t mean i-“

“And you laughed with them.” You cut him off, tears once again welling in your bambi eyes. You know you’re being a baby, but him laughing really did hurt your feelings.

His face falls and he looks like he’s grasping at straws trying to find a way to defend himself, but ultimately he gives up. He sighs and his head falls. “I know. That was mean of me, and I shouldn’t have done that. But I didn’t mean it,” He looks at you again. His fingers play with the edge of your skirt. “You know I didn’t. And you know I’m sorry. Right, chicken?”

You fight an unwanted smile and swat his hand away. Your resolve is crumbling quickly, but you still have it in you to be petty.

His shoulders sag. “What do I have to do to make you see I’m sorry?” He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, his fingers running down your cheek and your neck to fiddle with the top button of your done up cardigan. He catches your face lighting up and quickly interjects, “Besides quit the game.”

You huff.

His fingers undo the button he was playing with. “Do you want me to yell at them? Hmm?” He nuzzles your cheek, placing a soft kiss to the apple. He’s undoes another button. With the pull and tension the sweater had on your tits gone, they fall just a little and jiggle lightly. You still say nothing. “What if I let you sit with me while I play?” Another button. “And why are you so covered? Can’t I see?”

You’re a weak, weak girl.

You don’t protest as he removes the sweater from you completely, and pulls the collar of your shirt down so that your big tits spill out the top. He cups his hands around them and squeezes. So squishy and so so soft. Plush. He groans and buries his face in between them.

“You could suffocate me with these and I would say thank you, I love them that much.” He swats at them lightly watching as they bounce before settling back into place, perky and waiting for his mouth. But he doesn’t give in easily, pinching a nipple instead.

“Ouch!” You whine. You cup your little hands around them, to protect yourself. There’s so much overflow it’s obscene.

He spanks your butt lightly. “Alright, up. Let’s finish this game so that I can make you my own little creme-filled donut.”

Your eyes light up and you hurry to get to your feet. Cream-pies were a treat.

He settles all the way back in his gaming chair, and opens his arms for you. You straddle his waist, facing him, knees on opposite sides of his hips and you scoot as close to him as you can, arms wrapping around his neck. Your boobs are pressed to his chest, still out and bouncing freely with every shift of your body. Incentive for him to end the game quickly. You can feel a little semi in his pants. A sweet pink feeling bubbles in your chest. He got kinda hard just from touching your tits a little bit. True love. You settle over his cock, wiggling a pinch more to get comfy. He hisses and grips hard at your hips, trying to keep you still.

“If you’re up here you have to be good.” He warns, pushing you back some so he can look you in your eyes. You avoid eye contact, looking everywhere but him. The led lights look really pretty on the baby blue setting.

“Chicken…” He lowers his voice, sounding stern.

You whine, dropping on his lap even harder. “Fine but like- you have to hurry.”

“I will, now quit moving and hand me the headset.”

You reach back and grab it. “Don’t forget to yell at them.” You remind him with a kiss.

He gives you an exasperated look before turning the mic on again. “Back.” He says, adjusting the mouth piece.

“Finally! Jesus. Tae’s dead-“

“I’m still here though.” Taehyung interrupts.

Jimin carries on swiftly. “And I’m low on health, what took you so fucking long?”

“You were an asshole and I had to fix it.” You look at him while he looks past you, typing away.

“Me?!” Jimin squawks.

“Yes you. Both of you. You laughed at her.”

“So did you!” Taehyung defends.

“Yeah and it was fucked up.”

“Meet me by the tower to give me a med-kit. God she’s such a prissy little baby, Kook. You are so pussy-whipped.”

Before Jeongguk can reply you speak into the mic. “And you’re such a prissy little dwarf Jimin, shut the fuck up.”

You hear Jimin's loud cackle through the speakers on Jeongguk’s ears. “You’re all of what? 3’6? I don’t even know how Kook can be so whipped for someone who can’t even take his dick properly.”

Taehyung laughs, and Jeongguk starts to speak up, but you beat him to it. “You’re awfully concerned with what my boyfriend does with his dick. If you wanna ride it, just say so.”

“Oh you know I would, baby.” He’s still laughing when he says it.

Everyone’s kinda chuckling except you, small hands fisting Jeongguk’s shirt. He gives you a side-glance, and notices the angry scowl you have on your face. He brings a hand down and squeezes your butt for a second, showing you you still have his attention, at least somewhat. “Alright, that’s enough. Both of you.”

“Tell them I’m the only one that can ride it.” You pout, fingers scratching at the base of his neck, hands playing with his long hair. He nudges into the touch a little. Pretty kitty.

“Shhh, they know and you know. Everyone knows you’re the only one that gets to ride my dick.” He kisses you quick, and you hum content.

You hear a gagging noise in the background. Taehyung probably.

Then there’s a ping.

It happens so fast, you really can’t even be mad at Jeongguk.

“Oh that’s Yoongi! He wants to play ranked.” Jimin says.

“Uh-“ Jeongguk tries to speak.

“Just leave this match and we can join one with him, I’m tired of just sitting here. I don’t care if we drop down the rank list a little.” Taehyung says.

“Guys wait don’t a-“

“Okay same, I just accepted. Yoongi, you there?”

You hear a confirming grunt from the speakers. Jeongguk looks at you, panic in his eyes. Your stare back is sharp as daggers. Cold and hard.

He whines. “You guys are shit ass friends. You know she’s not gonna suck my dick for like a week now.”

His friends laugh and your little brain forms a thought. A very good one indeed.

You card your hands through his newly bleached blonde hair, still soft and silky despite the chemicals. Demeanor quickly changing from small and evil to small and cotton-candy sweet. You kiss his nose sweetly. “It’s okay, baby. Do your best. Show them how good you are. I wanna see you win.”

He looks at you with wide doe eyes. “Really?” You nod. “If I win this match I might go up a tier.” He smiles and sounds so happy. You almost feel bad for being a brat earlier. And for what you’re going to do now.

You’re good for a while. Let him play his little heart out. You let him do his thing for long enough to ensure that he’s fully engrossed in it once again. His little mouth is hanging open slightly , and his eyes move frantically across the screens. He keeps talking gibberish to his teammates, the ones that you’ve all but tuned out at this point. You take your chances, and press your lips to the side of his neck.

Jeongguk stills for a split second, but otherwise pays you no mind. Which is no problem. You weren’t very patient often, but you could be when you needed to. In the right circumstances. You place another kiss, this one wetter, your tongue coming out to meet his skin before your lips do. You keep your kisses light and quiet so his teammates don’t hear. You take in his scent, so sweet and gentle and just him. After nuzzling in for a small moment, you nibble at the vein running up his neck. You gasp softly and your pussy pulses in your panties when he just barely tilts his head, giving you better access, and more room to kiss and suck.

You pull back a little to look at him, but he doesn’t even seem like he’s aware you're there. If it weren’t for his subtle eager movements, you would think he’s ignoring you again. But this is good. You like him like this. Eager but nonchalant at the same time. It’ll make it even better when he loses it after trying to keep it cool for so long. You squirm until you’re off his lap and on your knees looking up at him.

Finally he meets your eyes. He shakes his head.

“No.” He mouths when your hands reach for the waistband of his sweats.

You jut your bottom lip out and whisper, “I’m not gonna suck it, I promise.”

He regards you silently for a moment before not saying anything and returning right back to his game. You grip the elastic of his pants and when you gingerly start to pull them down, he lifts his hips just a little bit to help you. You have to bite your lip to keeping from moaning.

Something about him ignoring you while simultaneously helping you in the slightest, most basic ways makes you go crazy. Like pussy pooling, mouth drooling, brain shorting crazy. It’s almost like you’re so irresistible to him that he just can’t go without you. Needs you just as bad as you need him, even though he fights it. But giving in tastes sweet, just like you. That’s why he always does it. Just for you, all for you.

With his sweats down his thighs, you see his cock. He went without briefs today, making your job much easier. Sometimes the stars just align and you’re meant to have a cock in you. You sigh and you look at his, resting against his leg. Your mouth waters and you just want it in your mouth so badly, desperate for it… but you deprive yourself for the sake of what you have in mind. He’s not hard yet, cock just a little plump and heavy with arousal. You spit in your hand and rub it on his cock just enough to make it wet, not wanting him fully erect yet.

As you raise to your feet his eyes go back and forth between you and his monitors. He looks confused.

“Uh- Yeah let’s rush…” He says distractedly as you climb back onto his lap.

You look at him as you move your soaked panties to the side, and run a finger over your clit. Your mouth opens in pleasure but you don’t let yourself moan. Your expressions are enough to make his pupils blow out and his irises to darken. You bring your shiny fingers up to his mouth. “Taste?” You whisper.

Again, he does the bare minimum. Just barely parting his lips, not moving forward even an inch to suck them into his mouth. Once they are in, he sucks lightly, gently, almost like he’s teasing, like he’s kinda bored. His tongue licks lazily at the tips, and slips between them.

You lean down and move one side of his headphones off his ear. You whisper, “That’s it, drool all over them.” You shove them in farther and press down on his tongue, trying to take just a little bit of control, but the slight change in your tone, and your actions makes him bite down on your fingers. Letting you know that that was not how tonight was going to go. That was never how it went with you two. You pull them out with a gasp. You scowl at him angrily. All he does is raise an eyebrow, before returning to his game. Jimin’s screaming at him through the headphones asking him where the fuck he is.

“Hey, sorry I got distracted. Where are you guys?”

“Get your dick sucked on your own time, Kook….”

You tune them out once again, reaching your hand in between yours and your boyfriend's body. You grab his cock, just a little firmer than when you were on your knees. You grab under the tip, and push it into your core about an inch before Jeongguk’s covering his mic and whispers scolding, “I’m not hard, __.”

You look at him, and nod cutely. “I know, I just- I wanna just feel you a little bit. Keep it inside me while you play. Feel close to you.” You give him soft baby kisses all over his cheek while you push it in some more. You’re dripping so even though he’s still kind of soft, it’s not too hard to get it all the way in.

“I’m not fucking you while I play.” He warns you.

You shrug against him. “Don’t get hard then.”

And just like that, the games begin.

Jeongguk playing, doing his best to ignore you just enough to seem disinterested. You kissing his neck, biting his collarbones. ‘Accidentally’ rolling your hips. Of course it happens. Jeongguk really did put up a good fight. Barely gave in the whole time you’ve been bothering him. But you both know your pussy is too good to ignore. Warm and wet around his slowly swelling cock.

“Getting a little tight huh?” You whisper. You suck his earlobe into your mouth, tongue playing with the big ring as you subtly grind forward, your clit just barely rubbing against his lower belly area.

His jaw clenches and he swallows thickly. He raises his shoulders in faux nonchalance.

You smile, and hum. Your hand travels to his nipple, grazing over the small bud through his thin shirt. His mouth drops open, and his eyebrows furrow. Visibly, that’s the only reaction you get. No moan, or praise. Inside of you, however, you can feel him finally grow to his full length. Your cunt is stretched around his fat cock and when you drop your eyes to your tummy there's a small bulge protruding where his cock is, buried so deep inside of you. You poke it, before rubbing your palm over it. So full.

“You fill me up so good, Koo,” You whine high pitched and breathy.

Finally now that you have him exactly right where you want him, you get comfy and then cease all movement. Truly just cockwarming him. Holding him inside your tight little pussy, while he fakes ignorance about how badly he wants to fuck up into you. You can tell he is struggling to maintain his facade by the light mist of sweat by his hairline. By the way all his answers to his friends are curt and short. You can tell how bad he wants you because his legs spread wider on their own accord, causing you to sink even farther down onto his big cock. You gasp as the tip nudges something deep inside of you.

You're wrapped around his body, arms looped around his shoulders. You have your face pressed into his neck again, and you’re breathing in his scent when you inhale, pressing soft kitten kisses when you exhale. You won’t beg. You’re desperate, just like always, and you want him so fucking bad, but you won’t beg. Not this time.

He lasts barely a minute longer. Hand coming up to cover his mic again. “Move,” His voice is strained, lust dripping down his chin. He’s flushed from arousal, and hot to the touch.

You shake your head where it's hiding in his neck. “Not while you’re playing. I want you to pay attention to me only.” You’re whiny and difficult, you know. But so does he. He knew how fussy and unbearable you were when he first started seeing you, you never bothering to hide it. You commend him for sticking around for as long as he has. You love him for it too.

You hear him groan in annoyance before he exits the game with nothing more than a short, “I gotta go.” effectively cutting off his friends yells of complaint. It was a ranked match after all. You smile smugly into his neck.

He grips the hair at the back of your head, yanking to make you look at him. You’re still smiling that obnoxious self-satisfied grin, even through the pain blossoming on your scalp.

“You think you’re so clever,” His eyes are roaming all over your face, a small smirk on his lips. He drags your mouth to his, kissing you deeply, more tongue and teeth than anything. He bites hard on your bottom lip, pulling till it snaps back. “Move.” He demands against your mouth. His breath is a little shaky, giving away just how turned on he really is.

And you’re such a good listener. You’re bad and difficult, but you’re also so so good for him. Yearning for his approval, always. Lifting your hips just keeping the swollen tip in before dropping back down onto his cock. Your skin smacks against his, while you whimper pathetically. “You’re so deep inside me,” You whisper, bouncing again. Jeongguk’s head falls back and he moans deep and loud.

“Fuck, love your pussy so much.” He says, eyes closed, just basking in the feel of your slippery cunt sliding up and down his cock.

You set your pace, and you feel his big hands slip under your skirt to grip at your ass, pulling your cheeks apart, digging in hard. He’s lifting you up and bringing you back down, setting the pace that he wants. Not caring much at all about how it feels for you. A little doll for him to use, and you let him because you’re so good for him. He can use you however he wants, and the pace he wants is a hard one to keep up. Not only is it fast, but it’s hard. Gasps and whines fall from your mouth.

He gives you a little break, taking a moment to play with your tits, bouncing all over due to the force of you riding him. His lip is drawn between his teeth as he watches you bounce, his hands coming up to cup your underboob, his thumbs rubbing over your nipples. You throw your head back at the sensation, a gasp filling the room.

“God you’re such a pain in my ass, but you’re such a pretty girl, my pretty, pretty girl,” He moans as he takes you in, your hair a wild mess, his cock poking your belly every time you fall back onto it, sweat dripping down the valley of your tits. His hands grip your tiny waist, pinkies almost reaching in the back. It really is a wonder how you can take his giant cock like you do. So tiny and so perfect. Made just for him. His lips latch onto a nipple, and your body curls in, cradling him to your chest, soft pants falling from your mouth as you let him make you feel good. Your palms land on his cheeks, and you guide his head away from your boobs so you can look him in his eyes.

“Will you help me?” You ask, breathless. You’re still moving, but your hips have slowed.

He hums. “Why?”

“‘M tired…” You say quietly. “Please?”

“No.” He says, shaking his head.

Your face falls and you feel like you might cry. “Why?” You whine.

“Because I said so. You wanted this so bad you had to interrupt me twice to get it. So do it yourself.” He smacks your ass lightly, urging you to hurry up.

Your palms on his face squeeze, trying to convey how badly you just want him to fuck you like you deserve; punish you for being so bad when you should have just been good for him. You never learn. You squeeze until you’re sure it stings a little. “Please.”

“I said, no,” He spits, a glob of it landing on your face. And you gasp in shock before your pussy contracts. Jeongguk grits his teeth, hands digging into your ass. “Fuck you just got so tight from me spitting on you, you’re so-“ He’s caught off guard, watching as you gather his spit on your cheek onto your finger before sucking on it and drinking it down. He groans and you feel him throb inside of you. “Fuck make me cum.”

You’re so tired and your thighs and knees are killing you, but you try to set a decent pace, one fast enough to make him cum, but moderate enough for you to maintain it. Your pussy squelches every time you bottom out on his pelvis, your slick making his lower abdomen shiny and sticky. His t-shirt is barely pulled up, just the bottom portion of his abs showing, but you see them flex and tense as he gets closer.

That fact that you both are still mostly clothed makes something hot burn inside you. Both too desperate to get naked, too turned on to even give it thought. Clothes must be on Jeongguk’s mind as well. He bunches the front of your skirt in his hand pulling it up so he can see where your bodies meet. Your panties are now dark pink, your arousal seeping through and getting all over the place, and your poor little pussy is so red and swollen from the force of you slamming down onto his cock.

“Awe, poor little angel.” He braces his hand on your belly, his thumb slipping in between your puffy pussy lips to rub at your clit, finally helping you get off. “Does it hurt, baby?”

You’re still bouncing as you nod and whimper. It doesn’t actually hurt that much, but you want to be coddled, needy and desperate for his affection. Always so needy and desperate when it comes to him.

He coos. “You’re doing so good for me, just a little longer, I’m almost there. You can do it right?”

You’re not sure when you started crying, but you are. Out of both pleasure and exhaustion. Or maybe you’re crying because he moved his hand away from your clit, but whatever the reason, a tiny little sob slips past your lips, and again you’re nodding frantically, assuring that yes, you can do it.

He settles back farther into the chair, hands coming up to just fondle and hold your bouncing tits. Not helping you at all, making you work so hard to prove yourself to him. His mouth is parting and his eyes are hazy as he watches you make him feel good. “That’s it baby, make me cum… fuck yeah, make me cum-“ His eyes squeeze shut and his back arches off of the chair. The hands on your boobs tighten.

“Please Kookie, please cum inside me, fill me up.” You beg, using the last of your energy to keep up the fast pace. “Show me how good I am, how good I make you feel. Please.” You hiccup, as you cry for him.

He’s nodding along with your words, breathy moans coming out with every breath he takes. His face is pulled in pleasure, and he’s looking at you when his eyes start to flutter and his brows scrunch. He whispers, soft and sexy, “You’re gonna make me cum baby. Just like that… I’m so close-” His body tenses, and his hold on your tits hurts. “Fuck, I’m cumming- fuck, baby,“ His mouth falls open, whines tumble from his lips and he cums. His big cock throbs as he spills inside of you. You can feel every pulse of it, can feel every spurt of cum fill you to the brim.

You reach down and rub at your clit frantically, left to find your own orgasm. Fucking him got you close so you don’t need much, you’ve been on edge all night, really. Underneath you, Jeongguk is panting, trying to catch his breath, body twitching, overstimulated from you grinding on his cock. He’s looking at you in awe as he lazily plays with your tits, still not helping one bit, aside from the occasional brush of his fingers on your nipples. He listens as desperate whimpers fall from your lips, working so hard to cum. But still, it takes not even a few minutes before you’re there, shaking and trembling from your orgasm, pussy contracting and gripping tight on Jeongguk’s sensitive and softening cock, still nestled inside of you. He winces from the hold your pussy has on him, but just grits his teeth and bares it, still watching you with an awestruck look on his face. As you finish, so tight around him, you can feel your cunt push some of his cum out. Jeongguk can feel it drip down his balls to the chair. Messy.

You’re trembling from the force of your climax, and soft teeny hiccuping sobs still escape your lips as you wrap yourself around his body, face buried into his neck to try and quiet your cries. His soft cock is still inside of you, keeping most of his cum from leaking out. He knows you like it when he stays inside, knows it makes you feel closer to him in some way.

Jeongguk is running gentle fingers up and down your back, cooing soft praises to soothe you. “You were so good, such a good girl for me.” He kisses your head. “You don’t have to cry, chicky.”

You sniff a few times, “I’m sorry for being bad,” you whimper.

He smiles, laughs lightly. “Don’t be sorry, you’re okay.” He wipes under your eyes, trying to clean up some of the mascara running down your cheeks. He lets you calm down for a little while longer before he hums. “Want me to help you with your nails?”

You quiet yourself. Sniff. “The kuromi ones?”

“Mhmm.”

You nod, before adding, “Yes, but you have to make sure you actually listen to me and do them right this time, okay?”

He rolls his eyes playfully. You’re nothing if not insufferable and bossy and desperate and so so good for him.

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isn’t oc so cute 😔 anyway! i hope you liked it! sorry the ending low key sucks... i never know how to end smut scenes like... just kiss or something? as always, comments, notes, and feedback are so so loved and appreciated, as are asks and messages! i want to be friends !! thank you for reading ily :*

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ayyezhongli · 3 years ago

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dom student council pres zhongli x troublemaker childe

Guess who’s back :D Back with some zhonchi smut for all u sinners. Note: Theres a lot of spelling errors bc when i wrote this i was telling it to a friend n they said i should post this n i’m too lazy to edit it so yeah! enjoy <3

summary kinda: child did something n is now stuck in detention with zhongli being a kinky president of the student council watching him.

so childe is bored asf n tries seducing zhongli. but childe has always had a crush on zhongli. thats why he misbehaves to get his attention.

so zhongli says “ur here again” n sighs

“yup did you miss me?! dont answer that bc ik you did”

n zhongli sighs again all annoyed n shit

“seems you never learn”

“maybe i’m jus here bc i love n want to see you everyday”

n zhongli taking that as sarcasm rolls his eyes

“i doubt that.”

and so for like 30mins childe is making all these noises to get zhongli’s attention and annoy him which it works. and zhongli having enough of it already decides that he needs to be punished. so he gets up n walks over to the desk childe is sitting at cups his face with his hand grinning

“u rly like to get on my nerves dont you~…..” and childe’s tryna contain himself

“is it working~?”

“idk pretty boy….wanna find out for urself~…..”

n zhongli is like inches away from childe’s face. n childe still keeping his composure decides to tease back hoping to get what he’s longed for for so long.

“idk do i~?….”

and zhongli leans in n jus as hes abt to kiss childe he pulls away and walks back over to the teachers desk and childe is really disappointed bc he thought he finally had it but jus lost it. so zhongli goes back to working on his paperwork while childe is just furious.

”Is this how u treat everyone?! tease them and leave them with nothing. take advantage of us!!”

n zhongli bursts out laughing putting his papers in a neat stack

”ur quite interesting childe, if i said it was jus u would that make u feel better??”

and childe huffs rolling his eyes still rly pissed off.

“did u want more? were you expecting something more from me? something else?”

n childe blushing looks away

“fuck off”

n zhongli gets mad at the response and pulls out one of those long ass rulers n gets up n starts walking to childe.

“thats no way to speak to the student council president. you need to be punished”

so zhongli sets the ruler aside still pissed asf

“get up.” childe ignores.

”get up right now.” childe still ignores.

so zhongli grabs the ruler smacking it against the desk childe is at.

“GET UP RIGHT NOW!”

n childe jumps a little and gets up

“ok ok chill”

so childe walks over to zhongli n stands in front of him.

“im gonna punish n force you into submission until u completely submit to me”

childe laughs

“no way. you really think u can do that? just try”

“oh i will. just watch me”

(a/n: in this fic childe has bright pink sensitive nipples bc ughh 😩🤌🏾 well both of them have bright pink nipples but zhonglis r rly sensitive.)

so zhongli turns childe around n starts grinding against him causing childe to moan ever so slightly.

“do u like that~?”

n childe tryna keep his composure laughs to cover up a moan. n zhongli looks down and grins seeing childe’s hard erection through his clothes.

so zhongli reaches down n starts palming childe causing slightly louder moans to come out of his mouth.

“your so hard for me childe….what a naughty slutty little boy~“

childe loses it bc zhongli is finally saying the things he’s been dreaming of him saying. so zhongli amused starts licking the shell of his ear biting and nibbling it which makes childe blush harder. so zhongli reaches his hand down into childe’s pants and boxers and wraps his hand around childe’s dick which he almost cums. so zhongli starts pumping him n not even 30s he throws his head back on zhonglis shoulder n cums letting out a loud moan

“fuck zhongli~…..”

zhongli smirks very amused

“so quick to cum~ do i rly turn u on that much~?”

n childe fights the urge to nod his head and submit. he’s not going down without a fight.

“no i was just pent up. why would i be for someone like you!!”

zhongli snickers and slides his hands up childes shirt n starts taking it off.

“not submitting yet i see~….”

“did u think it would be that easy asshole? ha!”

so zhongli turns childe around.

“you should just give up now! your not go-“

n zhongli interrupts him with a passionate kiss. a long deep one filled with sexual tension n desire. he leaves childe blushing like crazy and gasping for air.

“what was that? i didnt catch the last part, say that again.”

“i said that i’m never gonna sub-“

n zhongli interrupts him again. same thing happens like 2 more times until childe gives up.

“can u repeat that one more time?”

and childe looks away with a annoyed expression on his face

“glad that shut u up~”

so then zhongli looks childe up and down bites his lip causing childe to blush.

“you’re kinda cute…i think i can use u….”

n childe blushes more

“and these nipples….”

zhongli says while pinching them making childe arch his back and moan loudly.

“they look pink and innocent…but when i pinch n twist them like this…”

childe lets out n even louder moan with a face flushed even more n drool running down the side of his mouth

“….you make such naughty noises and that really turns me on.”

and so zhongli continues pinch n play with them and then starts marking his neck.

“what if i made u mine hmm? my little fuck toy? or how abt pet?? you could be of some use to me….”

and all childe can do is whimper. so zhongli has him bend over on the teachers desk and pulls down childe’s pants. and he like squeezes childes plump round ass and caresses it before grabbing the ruler and spanking him with it which causes childe to moan n cum immediately.

“ur such a slutty masochist”

n childe groans n is like stuttering his words

“w-w-well ur so fucking sadis-“

n zhongli spanks him not with the ruler this time but his hand n childe jus looses it.

“ready to submit….?”

n childe tryna keep the ounce of pride he has left shakes his head.

“no!”

zhongli spanks him again.

“how abt now?”

“No!”

n so zhongli gets an idea n sticks his fingers inside childe’s mouth.

“suck”

childe does so n a minute later zhongli pulls them out.

“what are you gonna d- ahh!”

and zhongli’s fingers are wiggling around inside childe tryna get him prepared. childe has just completely lost it. he’s drooling all over the desk, moaning so loudly that if there was people here they would be able to hear, clinging onto the edge of the desk like his life is on the line.

“f-fuck zhongli…ahhh”

he’s a panting slutty mess. a fee mins later zhongli pulls his fingers out n takes off his own pants and boxers lining himself up to childes entrance. he inserts only the tip of his dick causing childe to go even more crazy if thats even possible n moan so fucking loud. but its been long enough. he wants more. more of zhongli inside him. he wants all. all of zhongli inside him. so he whimpers n cries out zhongli’s name.

“whats the problem sweetheart?”

zhongli says grinning from ear to ear.

“pls..”

childe says desperately

“pls what?”

”pls zhongli i-….”

“you…? gotta tell me what u want otherwise i wont know.”

“pls i want more of u….!!”

“beg for more than.”

“Zhongli pls i want ur cock inside me so bad. pls i’ll do anything!! just fuck me already!!”

“anything…?”

zhongli says slipping half way inside him.

“y-y-yes just pls fuck me!!”

n zhongli, a very satisfied man jus starts pounding into him hitting his g spot every time.

“Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK! ZHONGLI PLS SLOW DOWN AHH~!!”

n that only makes zhongli speed up and childe cums like multiple times. after a while, giving a few last thrusts zhongli comes for the second time inside childe. and pulls out while childe just drops to the floor completely unable to move or anything. jus a panting blushing hot slutty mess with zhongli’s cum dripping out of him. all pride lost. pulling his pants and boxers back on zhongli lifts him up to his feet and bc childe has no strength he just falls onto zhongli resting his head on his shoulder.

“now that you’ve completely submit to me, ur all mine~….mine to do whatever i pls with. mine and only mine. No one else….”

and childe jus nods groaning bc of the pain.

”i hope u learned ur lesson now. unless…. you wanna comeback again for another visit…”

n childe jus groans again.

“i see the way you look at me childe….a look filled with lust and desire…its really quite a turn on~….. you look so desperately….so needy….so vulnerable…the amount of times i wanted to bend you over and fuck u so hard until you cant walk is too much to count. i wanted to make you mine so no one else could have that innocent slutty little boy who’s just oozing with sexual desire. any man or woman would get turned on n wanna have there way with you. u needed to be protected and only by me.”

so zhongli grinds his teeth bc of how possessive he is.

“so no one but me can fuck u stupid. and now that ur finally mine…i dont have to worry abt it so much as before”

n so zhongli strokes childe’s hair n plants a kiss on his head.

“you’re my precious little play thing.”

and childe, burying his face into zhongli’s chest smiles bc thats all he ever wanted. and then he looks up at zhongli as zhongli looks down at him smiling.

“zhongli…?”

”yes?”

“if all u said was true….why were u such an asshole to me. you were stricter on me than others, ruder to me than others, tougher on me then others….so why?”

“why?”

zhongli chuckles n childe nods

“to keep a good reputation, but i also wanted to push you, everytime u got angry and gave me attitude it only turned me on. which is why i kept going….does that answer ur question?”

n childe grunts

“u sadistic fuck!”

n zhongli laughs

“says the one who got turned on every time i public humiliated or yelled at you….”

“thats not true!!”

“uh-huh…the sexual energy u admit would become stronger and i could hear your breathing getting heavier with breathy tiny moans and u would always part ur lips slightly and rub ur thighs together and on top of that, ur eyes squint ever so slightly.”

childe was speechless bc this whole time he thought he was being slick.

“w-w-well that doesnt matter!”

childe said huffing and zhongli only chuckled and kissed his head.

“hey childe…”

“what!”

“i love you….”

childe was blushing like crazy. never in a million years did he think zhongli would say that.

“you can’t just go randomly saying those things?!!”

childe said burying his face deeper into zhonglis chest.

“b-but i love you too i guess…”

he mumbled and zhongli smirked.

“look at me.”

childe looked up into zhonglis ambers eyes embarrassed asf.

“wh-wh-what is it?”

“you’re really cute yk.”

n zhongli leaned down slightly and kissed him before he could say anything else. the end :)

thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed even though its formatted weird and kinda sorta a story. 🥰

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garak-pussy-indulgence · 3 years ago

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unburden your heart and talk about why andy is so cool pls!! if u want!!

i bought and am reading thru his memoir and its so fantastic and i think hes really cool, and i'd really like to hear your enumerated thoughts on He,,

(some quick thoughts on the book: the pacing is so perfect and its the most engaging book ive ever read. i adore his enthusiasm and really respect his detailed way of navigating through such a tragic life) anyways ya!! have a good day

ANON HI I'M LITERALLY ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT ANDY SO I APPRECIATE THE OPPORTUNITY. I love him so so much and I especially love the fact that when he wrote A Stitch in Time it was never really intended for anyone else to read, he just wrote it to get into character for Garak, so reading his memoir and noticing all of the similarities between his actual life and the backstory he gave to Garak because he was pulling from his own experiences bc that's what he knew and that's what made him into who he is now I love it so much and I love him. I love all the stories he tells I've compiled a top 10 Andy moments PowerPoint from that especially assaulting a police officer at age 10 and essentially gaslighting Irene into marrying him but in a cute way I promise I swear. AND I also love that despite Andy being literally the sweetest man to ever live, like he's so kind and warm and gentle and anyone who's met him will tell you that, he's also hilariously stubborn and capable of being such an asshole, mostly and especially when he was younger, but idk I genuinely love the fact that he's not kind because he's a pushover and a people pleaser he's kind because you deserve it which makes it more genuine and I LOVE how comfortable he makes people feel, I've heard from lots of people and experienced this myself, where you're rly nervous and freaking out right before you meet him and then as soon as he talks to you it all goes away and you feel welcomed and valued and at ease and I'm going to fuCkING KISS HIM ON THE HEAD I SWEAR

#liz says things #arnold bobinson #he's literally the best person. like ever. genuinely.#i adore him 😭😭😭#anon #asks

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sipsteainanxiety · 2 years ago

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AAAHHH I HAD A FEELING!!! I didn’t like know if Sweets was like an OC/self insert type of thing, but the more I thought about it, if it was then it would be like an actual name drop. Sweets isn’t really a name, more like nickname, but if it was then then could that mean like another story in-universe! And a story with Kiri!!!! That would be awesome too, like I wanna know the conversation that he had with Bakugou like “dude you’ve been gone for so long, I was so worried- oh you’re cursed? You know the healer? Oh, OH OKAY WELL GOOD LUCK THERE MY DUDE!” Cuz he got out of there real quick XD. But I’m not going to lie, I’m like going through your entire AO3 and I didn’t realize that you wrote the Fae!Bakugou a couple weeks ago and I absolutely adored that one. Faes are like one of my all time obsessions and I like thought over that fic for hours, it kept me awake just thinking about it. It was so good!!!!!!

LMAO YEAH! it was originally ochako but then i was like wait no i wanna write a deku spinoff so i changed it HAHA. and yeahhh kiri spinoff! i just think it would be so cute for him to get lost in a new place and have reader come help him. a reader who travels a lot or smthn!! and he joins them as they travel around the country!! and they meet ashido somewhere and then stay at sero's inn in yuuei!! ITS CUTE!! i'll definitely put the convo with bkg in that spinoff LOL. kiri telling him abt the state of the kingdom, bkg giving him some orders, etc etc. IDK I JUST RLY LIKE THE IDEA OF HAVING THEM BE CONNECTED! i think its so neat!

AND AW hope u like whatever lil things i wrote on ao3 LMFAO. i wrote that fae bkg oneshot bc i was procrastinating on dragon bkg actually LOL and the idea of fairy bkg wouldn't leave me alone!! i might continue it one day after i finish dragon bkg LOL bc its nice to be able to write him when he can actually talk HAHA

#thank u for reading it! <3 #sipping tea with shay #mad-hatter-has-nothing-on-me #hojfy rambles

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sageinacage · 3 years ago

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Why I am leaving this blog

This is the truth as of why I'm abandoning my tumblr, @/sageinacage.

CW: swearing/harsher language; mentions of breaking boundaries, sexualization, bondage, non-con/tickle torture, kinks, toxicity, overall rly uncomfortable topics

TLDR at the bottom.

Before I start, I want to say that I’m not talking about everyone in this community. Not everyone is like this, but still a lot of people are, and unfortunately the negatives are louder than the positives.

Having this blog was quite an adventure. It definitely had its ups and downs, but I was quick to notice that it had a majority of downs instead of ups. As of now, I'm dreading being on this page.

I don't feel comfortable here anymore and it's incredibly hard for me to feel any sense of safety in this community, and I honestly feel personally ashamed to be in the MCYT tickle community with the bullshit me and others have seen and experienced.

People go around on anonymous and practically harass creators, I've seen so many rude anons get sent to myself, my friends, and people on my dash. People are also breaking CC's boundaries left and right, and no one will listen to anyone when it's spoken up about. I remember making a post stating that if you send anon hate then DNI, and I lost 4 followers. So disappointing. Actually after I took a screenshot of my boundary/trigger list and posted it, someone sent me an ask and did EXACTLY what was listed in my triggers. It went fully against my boundaries, and it caused me to feel scared whenever I get a notification in my inbox, because I’m scared that somebody is trying to purposely trigger me again; and I shouldn’t have to be on Tumblr with such paranoia as I’m experiencing.

Going onto the topic of the more weird and uncomfortable side of the community, I also remember I made a post a while ago saying "if you support putting minors in heavy bondage, then unfollow," and I lost 5+ followers. To put it bluntly, that’s fucking disgusting. For those people to admit for putting minors in a borderline NSFW situation, since heavy bondage is quite literally something that only happens in the kink world and there’s nothing wholesome or cute about it, and for them to admit to doing it, is fucking weird. Though, I’m thankful those people got off my blog.

I have literally seen someone post art of c!Ranboo in heavy restraints and it didn’t even look remotely fun or consensual. It was pictured, or at least my friends and I interpreted it, that he was being tickle tortured and it was non-con. Though, it’s to be expected when the art is a dark-lit room with an intense tickle machine with heavy bondage, with a blindfold and what looks he is genuinely struggling. What made me even more uncomfortable is that an adult drew it. Another person wrote a fic of c!Ranboo in a lot of bondage with the sign “tickle toy” attached to him. That’s fucking weird. That’s practically something that never gets condoned in a strictly SFW sense. The sad part is that others and I have seen a lot of this happening around.

I was actually informed that an artist the other day on another MCYT tickle server drew literal non-con tickle art of Technoblade (/srs). I was revolted. The worst part is, some people didn't even have an issue with it and reacted to the image with heart emojis. For someone to draw non-con in a completely SFW server filled with a bunch of minors is creepy and weird. Non-con isn't a fun thing, and so many people, including me, have horrible experiences related to it; and for someone to turn it into a "heehee fun tickle" situation is fucked up. For someone to even fantasize non-con as a tickle fantasy just makes me feel sick. There are a few fics like this I've seen as well, unfortunately.

Related to non-con things, I've actually gotten a request before asking me to write Schlatt literally tickle torturing Tubbo, and multiple asks that are similar to that; even when on my request rules it stated not to ask for things related to that. Anything with the word "torture" in it is not consensual, especially in the context it was in. I’ve probably had to delete around 5–8 asks in total from my inbox that were related to non-con or torturous things, even after I already stated in my rules I do not write that stuff.

Another thing I've seen is romantic-esque things written with CCs and then the creator slaps a "/p" onto it, and all of a sudden it's okay? Ranboo has even stated in a stream that he is uncomfortable with his IRL self being written/drawn cuddling his friends, and I see so many fics and concepts of IRL Ranboo cuddling in some way (which I've spoken out about before, but again, no one listened).

Moving on, I've probably met the most toxic people in this community than any others I've been apart of- and I've been apart of a lot, I've been on Tumblr on different blogs since I was 11. For some reason, so many people love to guilt trip here (both my friends and I have noticed and experienced a bunch of people doing it in this community), and the people who get called out for it avoid apologizing like the plague. A person in this community made me and a few others literally scared to say no and scared to advocate for our boundaries, because of how much we got guilt tripped. And no, no one received an apology. But still, people DEFENDED this person, even though me and other people spoke out and explained how this person hurt us. That’s so fucking upsetting. I automatically don’t feel safe in a community where people willingly associate with a literal manipulator and someone who hurt probably over 10 people in total (/srs).

Another thing I've noticed is that so many people seem entitled to something. For example, when I got practically harassed by anons for my discomforts/triggers, basically trying to squeeze out reasoning. No one needs to explain their boundaries/discomforts to you, and this community doesn't understand that from what I've experienced; after being harassed by multiple people on anonymous multiple times, all of which were because of personal reasons I was not obligated to share. No one should be able to say that they got harassed by people on anon for their OWN BOUNDARIES. ON 3 DIFFERENT OCCASIONS AS WELL.

Long story short, I can’t help my triggers. Each of my triggers has developed from trauma I’ve gone through or a bad experience, and I shouldn’t even have to defend myself for my triggers/discomforts if people were respectful and weren’t so fucking entitled for an explanation. So many people in this community can’t mind their own business, and I unfortunately had to learn that the hard way.

I've also seen people project onto IRL CCs. Those are real and breathing people. I understand doing it for comfort, but, the CCs have a literal character that people can project onto, but for some reason, people have to push their things onto real life people. I’ve seen someone headcannon IRL Tommy as trans. That's like the same as your friend "headcannoning" you, a real person, as a different sexuality that isn't what you identify with, and one you may not even be OK with being seen as, and without knowing if you're comfortable with it or not. It's weird.

There are more points I could bring up and more specific things I could state, but I think you got the gist of why I'm leaving. I don't feel comfortable being a member in a community which a lot of its members condone in this stuff.

This is the reason why I'm only active in the MCYT tickle community on Discord, because my server, "Mcytickles," actually respects CCs boundaries and is truly an SFW server, and people are respectful towards each other. It's the only safe space I have in this community anymore, so please do not join it if you exhibit any of these things on this post.

No, I will not be coming back, so please do not try to convince me to stay. I’ve been wanting to leave for about a month now, so this isn’t some impulsive decision. I’ve been in the MCYT tickle community since April, and these problems have always existed but have just gotten worse and more extreme, so I’m leaving for my own mental health and to protect myself from further harm than what I’ve already received.

TLDR: I am leaving this blog and the MCYT tickle community on Tumblr due to the many boundary breaking and unacceptable behaviors I've seen be exhibited, and it makes me not feel safe and comfortable to be here anymore.

I want to thank my mutuals, though. You were all awesome and such kind and loving people, and I’m happy to be your guys’ mutual. I want to thank those who were always so nice to me and hyping up my work, and those who were respectful to everyone and advocated for boundaries. Thank you so much for everything, moots <3 (/gen)

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jayflrt · 3 years ago

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OMGGG WAIT NO THATS CRAZY bc im actually in my senior year rn and i bought all of my albums and got into collecting this year 😭 i think its coping with senioritis bc i can rly feel it hitting me

i have the thrill-ing album! i have kick ver if i rmb correctly like the green one and omg it was like the first album i got of the four and the first pc i pulled was the eric lentil and i actually screamed and jumped bc eric is my tbz ult 🤧 my sister literally had to tell me to breath ajsjdjf 💀 i loved the arcade concept but after buying i realized i preferred the splash concept plus jacob's pcs were so so cute AND DUCKY ERIC </3

omg yea i would figure smglobal taking forever to ship so i resort to other methods like gos or kpop stores like ktown4u but shipping to my country;;;; not the cheapest 😭

OMG YES JISUNG'S FROST HAIR 🫂🫂🫂 it's like when younghoon had silver blond hair as well it hit rly different 💓 but yea dreamies have my whole heart <3 but im at that stage where you can show me any neo/vision and i'll be like "omg <333"

oh adding on to hot sauce and attacca i might want to get d:d as well bc i rly enjoyed that album! also that jake pc with the headband </3 AND SUNOO PINK HAIR <//3

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(omg i feel like my asks are getting longer and longer im so sorry 💀🧍)

omg senioritis hit me so hard :’)) i skipped like 70% of my ap physics classes HAHAH (pls do not do this) but i was sooo burned out 🤧 i only got into collecting for my third year of uni thi !! i considered it before but never had my own money to go for it 😵‍💫 plus i was very conscious ab giving out my information

omg the pcs for that album are so GOOD !!! 😔 and i adored the splash version too :’) smthn ab jacob in that era……. man i am a melt for him </3 my friend’s tayeon albums shipped pretty quick from sm global store tho so i’m hoping it was just a hot sauce thing 😵‍💫 bc i’m itching to preorder glitch mode 💗💗

AHHH BLONDEHOON I REMEMBER omg what’s up with all these idols experimenting 🤧 wonwoo recently got blonde hair too and it’s been messing with me!!!! i only ask for his hand in marriage 💍 i felt that so hard 🥲 that’s me with nct + svt i will just crumble at the mention of any member 😵‍💫

AHH U SHOULD DEF GET D:D !! omg the jake pc with the headband 😮‍💨😮‍💨 my friend’s been looking for that exact one for FOREVER HAHAH also omg anon you don’t have to apologize for the length of your ask !! i appreciate that you wrote all this 🥺 i hope you’re having a great day/night ♡

#💌 : jayflrt love notes #🌻 anon

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almostnugget · 4 years ago

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Christmas

Alex Mercer & Friends

Christmas isn’t Alex’s favorite holiday, but he wants to make this Christmas one to remember. So he will — with the help of a cute ghost skater, of course.

Warnings: Holiday Cheer, Mentions of Luke Running Away, Mentions of Reggie’s Parents Fighting, Breaking & Entering

A/N: originally wrote this as part of a fic exchange with some friends! it’s rly just some found family fluff with willex thrown in for good measure. also, posting this as a way of coming back lmao, hi again

Christmas wasn’t Alex’s favorite holiday. In fact, he wasn’t really sure what holiday was his favorite—if he even had one. Holidays could just be kind of stressful sometimes, but he also knew that at the end of the day, it was always just about spending time with the people you love. He liked that part.

Alex, however, knew his bandmates—save for Julie—didn’t like Christmas. He couldn’t blame them for it, either. Luke ran away from his parents around Christmastime, something he never really got over despite what he said. Reggie probably liked the idea of Christmas more than he did the actual holiday. His parents fought constantly and it always got worse in December.

Needless to say, Christmas was an odd time of year for all of them. However, Alex didn’t want it to be.

The boys were pretty much as a dead as a doornail, but they had a second chance and they had Julie now. When the holiday season began to approach, Alex knew his friends might just try to keep their heads down and avoid it all. He didn’t want to do that. After dying, they deserved a break and he was going to make sure they got it.

“Wait, we can’t just…” Alex trailed off as he looked toward the store that he and Willie were stood outside of. He looked over his shoulders at the empty street.

It was late at night, the lamps along the sidewalk lighting up the avenue in golden hues. Garlands strung around just emphasized the time of year.

“That’s stealing,” Alex whispered, earning a laugh from Willie.

“You know we’re dead, right?” Willie responded, nudging the taller boy in the side. Alex grimaced a little, looking back at the store. The lights were off, indicating that it was pretty much close. “You wanna get them gifts, don’t you?”

“Well, yeah, but…” He trailed off, unsure of where he was heading in the first place. It wasn’t like ghosts could get jobs, not that he knew of anyway.

Willie clapped him on the shoulder as Alex shot him a wary glance. As usual, his nerves were on end but the way Willie smiled at him seemed to help.

“Besides, I don’t think this place will miss anything,” Willie added, looking back toward the shop. Capitalism, ya know? Alex took a breath, steadying himself, when he felt Willie’s hand slip into his just like it had back at the museum. Could ghosts get butterflies? “Ready?”

“Yeah,” Alex breathed. With a nod, Willie tugged him into the store. The whole situation felt wildly illegal, but Willie seemed calmer about it. “I have…no idea what to get.”

Shelves were lined with items and Alex was painfully aware that he hadn’t had a plan to begin with. He had an idea, a feeling more like it.

“Dude,” Willie chuckled. “C’mon, we’ll look around.” Their hands still intertwined, Willie began to lead Alex through the store. “What about the girl in your band? Julie? Are we getting something for her too?”

“Yeah, yeah, ‘course,” he replied quickly. “This is for her too. I—I want it to be special.” Alex cleared his throat, worried that didn’t sound right. “I just mean…It’s our first Christmas altogether, after everything. So, I just thought…” he trailed off, nervously trying to avoid Willie’s gaze. He sounded too sentimental, didn’t he? This was weird, wasn’t it?

Willie just smiled, giving him a nod. “Then we’ll find her something too.”

Alex didn’t have to breathe a sigh of relief to feel the subtle weight lift off his shoulders as Willie continued to walk further into the store with him.

“Stall them?” Julie repeated, arching a brow as she looked at Alex over the kitchen counter. “How am I supposed to do that? Why am I supposed to do that?”

Alex fumbled for words, knowing the request sounded strange—all things considered. He hadn’t really told her what he was doing, he was trying to keep it a secret.

“Just for a few hours,” he added, looking at Julie almost imploringly. She sighed a little, shoulders falling. It was increasingly hard to say ‘No’ to any of the boys.

“Okay, okay, I’ll see what I can do,” Julie sighed, noticing the way Alex seemed to light up at her agreement. She was fairly certain she saw a little bit of anxiety leave his ghost body as well. “Can you at least tell me what this is for?”

“It’s…complicated.”

“I think, as your accomplice, I should know,” she hummed, leaning across the counter a little to look at Alex with eyes that were feigning innocence.

He couldn’t help but laugh a little at the notion. “It’s not— You’re not—” He cut himself off, just shaking his head. Stuffing his hands into the pocket of his sweatshirt, he stood up straight. “It’s a surprise.”

“Ooo.”

“Willie and I just need time to set it up and—“

Julie straightened up, a smile overtaking her features. “Willie?” she repeated, waggling her eyebrows slightly. Alex felt his entire face heat up—which shouldn’t have even been possible, why was being a ghost so confusing?

“I need his help, that’s all,” Alex tried to assure her. Julie nodded, tapping her fingers against the counter.

“It’s okay, Alex. You seem happy,” she explained with a shrug before taking a step back. “I’ll try and stall the guys, I guess?”

“Please.” Julie nodded, beginning to move past him. “Oh, wait! Uh—” Alex began to sputter, Julie turning back with furrowed brows. “Where do you keep your decorations?”

Alex didn’t remember wrapping presents being this hard. In his opinion, he was an excellent gift wrapper. Now, he was just sort of rolling his chosen items in decorative paper and wrapping tape around it.

“Is this where you want the lights?”

Alex looked up from his disorganized work station to see Willie standing on a chair, string lights in his hands. He gave a quick nod.

“Yeah, that’ll be fine,” he exhaled shakily. His nerves were getting the best of him again. It felt like he didn’t have enough time or that he wasn’t doing enough somehow. He wanted this event to be perfect, but what if it wasn’t?

“Alex, hey,” Willie called, tone considerably softer as he hopped down from his chair. “Are you alright?” He sounded sincere as he took a seat beside Alex on the couch.

“No, yeah, I’m fine,” Alex tried to say. He ran a hand through his hair, staring at the mess on the coffee table. Finally biting out a sigh, he turned to face the boy beside him. “I meant what I said. I want this to be special.”

Alex wondered if there was a way to possibly convey what he felt. Christmas wasn’t even that important to him, but the notion of what it meant did.

“This is our first Christmas together,” he began, Willie’s eyes watching him carefully. “Luke and Reggie, they— It’s not their favorite holiday, but we still always spent it together, you know? Even with our rhythm guitarist, Bobby. Now we’re dead. And I just—” Alex let out another sigh, shoulders falling. “I want it to be okay. Because we still have each other. We…deserve this.”

There was silence, Alex’s eyes flickering up to meet Willie’s. Willie reached out, hand setting on Alex’s knee. “Then let’s make this a good Christmas, alright?” Willie suggested with a small quirk of his lips. Alex returned the faint smile, his heart feeling marginally lighter as he watched Willie get back to his feet. Willie glanced at the table. “Why do you wrap like that?”

“It’s— The tape, it’s—!”

Willie chuckled, shaking his head as he went back to continue decorating. Alex let out his own laughter, realizing the gift-wrapping was definitely the least of his worries and best case scenario? The guys would be too elated to even notice.

When Julie, Luke, and Reggie returned to the garage—Luke and Reggie actually walking in since they were with Julie—the chatter among them quickly ceased.

The studio was decorated with tinsel and string lights, the occasional garland thrown around for posterity. A two-foot tall tree sat atop the coffee table, mini ornaments dangling from its thin branches. Gift boxes—horrendously wrapped—were scattered around it.

Julie also noticed the distinct scent of gingerbread, even though there were no cookies. Her next assumption was a candle, but she couldn’t see one—which worried her a little because if it was hidden, things might catch fire, but Alex was stood in the center of the studio looking somewhere between nervous and excited so she let it go.

“Surprise…?” Alex announced weakly, gingerly waving his hands.

“Alex? What is all this?” Luke asked, brows furrowed. His expression was hard to read and it only worried Alex further. Reggie was glancing around in awe, so Alex hoped that was a positive thing.

“This was your surprise?” Julie wondered, eyes wide and the ghost of a smile creeping along her face.

“When did it become Christmas?!” Reggie suddenly blurted, looking absolutely and completely bewildered. Ghosts really had no sense of time.

Willie nudged Alex in the side, offering him an encouraging smile. “Do you wanna open your gifts?” Alex questioned, gaze quickly flickering between his friends.

“You got us presents?!” Reggie nearly cried, looking so genuinely stunned that Alex began to once again wonder how he was the emotional one. Luke raised an eyebrow, not saying anything yet.

Julie smiled towards Alex, balancing on the balls of her feet a little. Her brows then furrowed. “Wait…is Willie here?”

“He is,” Alex replied, a little deflated at the fact Julie couldn’t see him. “He helped with the decorations.” He cleared his throat before the silence could fully settle. “So? Gifts?”

His bandmates headed toward the couch, varying degrees of excitement to their stride. Julie wasn’t necessarily excited, but she walked a little lighter now with a smile pulling at her lips. Reggie looked like a kid in a candy store. Luke, though, seemed as if he was still thinking it all over.

Alex hastily went to hand out the gifts to their rightful owners. Reggie tore into his gift immediately.

“Alex!” He gasped excitedly. Tossing the paper aside, he held up the two pairs of socks in his hands. One was adorned with cute dogs, the other with cute cats. He instantly began to kick off his shoes to replace the socks already on his feet.

“Reg, no,” Luke started, shaking his head and trying to take the socks away. “No one wants to see your feet—”

“Open your own gift!” Reggie exclaimed, batting Luke’s hands away. They began mildly roughhousing, Luke trying to snatch the socks, as Julie attempted to ignore them and open her own gift.

“It’s a planner,” Alex stated as Julie unearthed the set of notebooks. “And a journal! I couldn’t really decide which you’d like better, so I thought you’d just like both?”

Julie smiled fondly, opening the planner to note the cute positive quotes that accompanied each day. “Alex, this is so nice. Thank you,” she replied, glancing up at him.

Alex returned the look, feeling better with his gift choice now. He gave a glance towards Willie, Willie smiling slightly in return. When a pair of socks flew across the room, Reggie scrambling after them, Alex looked back toward Luke.

Luke sighed a little, beginning to unwrap it. Pulling out a hoodie, Luke turned it over in his hands as Alex noticed the slight quirk of his lips. Whatever apprehension he had began to fall away.

“Sweet,” Luke exhaled, deciding he was particularly fond of the clothes. He looked up at Alex. “Thanks man, really.”

“Oh, you’re gonna actually wear something with sleeves?” Reggie remarked from across the studio, clearly a little upset about the fact his new socks had been thrown from the couch.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” The others in the garage glanced toward Luke’s very exposed arms. “Hey!”

“Wear sleeves and maybe we wouldn’t have to say anything,” Julie mused, continuing to thumb through her newfound planner.

Chuckling, Alex put his hands in the pockets of his denim jacket as he watched his friends interact. Suddenly, Julie turned her attention to him.

“So, why all this?”

“Oh, uh,” Alex stammered, looking between his bandmates. “It’s our first Christmas together, so I thought that…I just wanted it to be good. We’re all together, and that’s the point.”

Julie smiled softly, looking over at the boys. Reggie stopped focusing on his newfound socks to look at Alex, practically beaming. “I did say you guys were my family. And I meant it!” He remarked, definitely leaning into this newfound twist on the holiday. It wasn’t perfect, but none of them were either.

Alex shifted his attention to Luke. “It is good, Alex,” he admitted, Alex breaking into a smile. “Seriously. Though, you really can’t wrap, huh?”

“The tape!” Alex shot back. “And the scissors, it was just—”

“You were bested by tape?” Reggie asked, brows furrowing as he looked at Alex. “Dude.”

“Just enjoy your gifts!” Alex huffed, before realizing the problem. He whirled around to face Willie. “I forgot to get you a gift! I’m so sorry, I completely forgot I didn’t even—”

“Alex, it’s fine,” Willie chuckled, reaching out to set his hands on the taller boy’s shoulders. “Really.”

Brushing past him, Willie moved towards the door as Alex followed. “I’m still so sorry. I should’ve gotten you something or even—”

“Alex,” Willie said, effectively hushing him. Alex stopped before he could evolve into full-blown rambling. A smile tugged at Willie’s lips. “I spent practically the entire day with you. I think that qualifies as a gift.”

“Oh.”

“Are you talking to Willie?” Julie suddenly cut in, the pair glancing over at them. She even managed to catch Luke and Reggie’s attention.

“Yeah,” Alex responded, nodding toward the ghost in front of him—even if Julie couldn’t see him.

Julie smiled suddenly. “Well…” She trailed off, eyes flickering upward at the plant hung above the door before she looked back to her planner.

Alex glanced back at Willie, any adequate response dying in his throat. The knowing smile on Willie’s face seemed to tell Alex that he had done this, which only flustered the drummer further.

“What were you saying about getting me a gift?” Willie asked, a trace of mischief lacing his tone. Alex stammered for a response, before letting out a nervous chuckle.

Alex ducked his head, connecting his lips to Willie’s in a kiss that felt all too short afterward. It was short, but ultimately sweet and it brought all of Alex’s nerves back in an instant—though this was entirely different.

“I’ll see you later, Hotdog,” Willie said with a smile after they broke apart. Alex couldn’t even properly say goodbye as Willie left, his brain practically short circuiting.

Luke let out a whistle that snapped Alex out of his thoughts. “Guess it is a pretty good Christmas,” Reggie teased, arms crossed over his chest as Alex failed to hide the bashful smile on his face.

Christmas wasn’t his favorite holiday, but he still definitely enjoyed it.

#julie and the phantoms #jatp #alex mercer #willex #sunset curve #jatp fic #jatp fanfic #luke patterson #reggie peters #julie molina

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anyhao-archived · 5 years ago

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okay since i didnt do a fan account for last time i saw vav, i decided i absolutely needed to do it this time especially since jacob was there this time. ill put this under a read more since i ended up talking a lot lol. but a few highlights from last year though real quick:

my mom went with me and she fell in love with st.van who seemed very impressed that a mother liked him so much jdkflgh

ace gets more attractive every time and. red is his color no one else can wear red except him

baron was exceptional at fan service as always

they changed their choreo for it to work for 6 people and i was very sad. but very impressed that they learned it all again

im sure theres more but thats all i can remember specifically off the top of my head. and it was over a year ago oops smh i shouldve wrote it down. anyways this year snapshots were rly expensive so i only got one with jacob and it was so so so worth it. the absolute love of my life apple of my eye my entire WORLD

i personally enjoyed this year much better than last year for a few reasons: it was the same venue who now knew what to do lol and not scrambling like last year. also the sound quality was... off. last year. could hardly hear vocals but this year it was BEAUTIFUL. also!!!! JACOB was there! that on its own makes it worth it for me! also my friend was there with me this year too hehe

also heres my fan account from 2 years ago (the first time i saw vav, with jacob) in case anyone wants to read that one too

ANYWAYS: the fansign. was much more rushed than previous years but that makes sense with the sheer volume of people there. i dont remember what i said to at least half the members lmao but i did tell jacob that i was happy he was here this time and that i missed him. also i literally went mute when i saw ace hahaha

i told lou and st.van thanks for coming (i think?) and originally i was gonna tell lou yeehaw cuz he was wearing a cowboy tie thing but i forgot.

also ziu kept saying my name over and over except he kept pronouncing it wrong dsjhkgfl that letter ㄹ can be pronounced both as an R and an L. so my name is maiRin but he kept saying maiLin. props to him for trying again and again though lol. ziu’s handshake was so so hard too lol like he wouldnt let go so i told him he had a great handshake and he was like :))) YOU TOO!!. hes so loud and energetic lol

during the hi touch i kept thinking about how tall they are!!! like they mustve grown since last year lmao or maybe i shrunk?? anyways me and my friend made a heart together for the group photo

the concert was FUCKING AMAZING!! like i said they fixed the sound problem from last time so they sounded sooo good. they did all my fave songs except for abc but apparently ayno choreographed runway specifically for the tour bc so many of us wanted it lol

god. ace unbuttoned his shirt during poison and i think my soul left my body. and baron did that tummy tease by lifting up his sweater..... how can they do such a thing to me... im losing my voice and i can pinpoint the exact song why: dance with me. and spotlight. i screamed all those lyrics believe me!!

ALSO THE STAGE PART?? where they called fans up on the stage? i got SO embarrassed secondhand. the 30 second eye contact made me so nervous that poor girllooked like she was abt to pass out. and then ayno kept coming closer and baron worked together w/ him and made sure she couldnt walk backwards and THEN? WHAT THE FUCK DOES AYNO DO he uses baron as a wall and does the FUCKING WALL SLAM!!!!!!!!! i dont think we screamed louder than at that moment. i couldnt watch some of the fan service it was just. so much.

and at the end!! baron did a huge dance break for poison’s encore stage and he was so close to me. he looked so fluffy and soft but also s*xy in that turtleneck sweater...

during ending ments. people started chanting for jacob bc he wasnt there last time and i (cry emoji) as well as chanting ‘best leader’ for st.van. god i love vampz so much. st.van also took a pride flag and wore it too it was nice

and now: the snapshot session. unfortunately i only could afford one and i got mine with jacob. so some background knowledge: in their first concert i also took a pic with jacob where we did the E.T. pose where the tip of our fingers touch and. it was DESTINY OK the flash reflected off the glass behind us and lit up the exact spot where our fingers met and.. i cried when i saw it LMAO.

SO! i brought that snapshot with me this time to show him!!! and i was able to thanks to some sneaky moves using my sweater and he was like :O but i dont think he focused on the E.T part he was more like: omg u took a pic with me before?? (like he was surprised he has fans? bitch i LOVE you you have so many fans what a humble boy but also. he needs to know hes got fans!!!!) and i was like yes!!! i saw you before!! :^) very happy abt it! and then we took the pic.

and our pose was him wrapping his arm around me. it was so sweet he held up his arm so i could come snuggle up near him and i wanted to literally DIE. and our pic together is so cute ill add it at the end!!!! and this time i did not run away lmao (spoiler 1st time i took a pic with him i ran away and the staff had to tell me to come back so he could say bye) dhfsjgk

AND i said bye to him without stuttering!!! he smiled so brightly at me ;; and then he said: ill see u again. cant wait to meet you again. and my heart fuckin BURST. he wants to see me again!!!!!! bitch i wanna see u again for the rest of my LIFE!!!!!!!!

anyways im in my jacob feels in particular today now but also all the members were beautiful and talented and wonderful and it was just such a great night. i love them so so so much i would do anything for them

ok so ignore how i look but this is our snapshot: its a polaroid and we look so cute and happy together i wanna cry. i miss him already. apologizes for the blurriness and random lights its hard to take a pic of a polaroid lol

#vav #mtxt #vav in chicago #perhaps a few of you can live vicariously thru me via this post as well #wow i really. wrote a lot #im going thru something ok #god i rly am blessed to see them so many times #sf

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monohart · 5 years ago

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clouds. (college!au)

ft. mark lee, sunny days and the brink of adolescence.

dating the campus’ radio dj was not an easy job

he was always, always busy, especially in the evenings.

he was exempted from 2/3 of his classes this semester to fit in broadcasting sessions and also to mentor the new broadcasters.

apparently they recruited a freshman, jisung. but he was a shy little bean, and mark needed to spend a lot more hours mentoring him.

which kinda meant that you would spend less time with your boyfriend

thankfully, y’all had similar classes.

there was this one class which was a capstone subject

which meant if u want to graduate u HAD to take it lol

and he aced all of the assessments in that subject so far this year

but you were just a bit competitive, so with exams coming, you planned to score a higher grade than him

which.. was an easy job, right? he spent most of his nights hosting the radio show anyway.

it both bugged and made you so extremely proud that mark was already getting proper job offers from major broadcasting channels

like when he got his first offer, he actually just finished a broadcast at around 3am, and was on the way back home

but he read the email on his phone and took a detour to your apartment

which scared the sh*t out of you

mark its almost 4am you could’ve just sent me a text??

“i don’t care i just needed to tell you this in person, oh my goodness is this even real????”

idk mark you tell me???

it was real, because he started getting offer after offer in the following week

but thankfully he didn’t pop by your place in the middle of the night again, after that first time

because you actually let him stay over that night and -

he held you in his arms as he leant against your headboard

and you just used him as a pillow because he you made him take a quick shower and he smelt of your soap but he still smelled of him and it was a comforting scent which sent you off the dreamland real quick

and he actually watched you fall asleep and made sure you were asleep before he pulled out his laptop to work on an assignment that was due the next day

when you woke up the next morning, you felt something cold and hard prod your back and you panicked for a moment before realising it was his laptop

and you heard the shower running so you knew it was mark going through his morning routine

but then you thought.... did he even sleep?

when he hopped out of the bathroom clad in same the clothes he wore the night before, he was still drying his hair with a towel

and his face was strew with exhaustion

but as soon as he saw you sitting groggily on the edge of your bed, his face lit up and he strode over to kiss the top of your head

“mark, did you even sleep?”

“nope, but i’m off again, i’ve got to hand in my assignment! i’ll see you for lunch?”

“wait what assignment?? did you need help on it?”

“nope, i got it done last night! thanks for letting me crash.”

before you could stop him, he pressed a hasty kiss on your lips before grabbing his laptop and bag and rushed out the door

and you sigh because

this was how dating mark lee, the campus dj, was like.

anyway

now, you guys were just a few days away from finishing the semester’s classes

and this was your last semester... given if you’ll pass the exams lol

so it was kinda the last few days you’d be able to spend together, on campus.

summer was coming

and the sun was so bright these days, it cleared the skies

no rain, none at all

which was not entirely Great because rainy days helped you study... and rainy days also meant more people tuned in on the campus radio

which meant

mark was kinda jobless today

which ALSO meant!!!

you could finally spend a whole day with him.

but, oh man...

when he called you around 11pm the night before, he was also checking his email and ... accidentally forgot that he had another assignment due at 8am the following morning

guess who didn’t get any sleep at all again!!!

your heart hurt seeing him work so hard

but somehow he convinced you to go to sleep first and not stay up to help him

he still got the assignment in on time because hes mark lee

so when you guys sat on the lawn in the middle of campus just like any typical college couple would on a nice sunny day, mark lay his head on your lap and used one of your textbooks to shield his eyes from the sun

and you were using his laptop to compile your notes from the semester, and also to help him tidy up his

“hey baby...?”

“hmm?”

you waited for mark to continue his sentence but he went silent

“mark, what?”

“mark-”

you lifted your textbook from his face only to find that he had fallen asleep.

his lips were slightly parted and he was snoring really quietly, and his fingers were in loose fists as they rested on his belly.

dont deny but you busted the biggest uwu didnt you

ofc like

you couldn’t possibly waste this precious photo opportunity but

your phone was just slightly out of reach rip

so when you grappled for it, mark woke up in an instant

he sat up real quick, and a tuft of his hair was sticking up messily.

“oh no, i didnt mean to-”

“so d’you wonder why we’re all clouds?”

you stared at each other with equally as confused frowns lol

like mark was actually

hella confused

but your expression literally read wtf

he didn’t really notice but instead yawned and held his arm out to you

and you move closer to him, snuggling into his side as he slowly lays the both of you down again, in a way so you could use his arm as a pillow.

the sun was really really bright so y’all lay there with your eyes squished shut

“we’re all just clouds, aren’t we?”

his serious question was met by your quiet scoff

“no, no, i’m for real. y’know how everything we do are for exams. exams this, assignments that... gpa... scores.. grades... deadlines... those kinda things. they turn us into clouds.”

“that is one extremely weird way to describe college students, mark.”

“no, baby, but... it’s accurate, isn’t it? the anxiety, stress, exhaustion... and just about everything we do turn us all into little clouds.”

“do elaborate, cause i don’t get why you’re comparing us to condensed water vapour.”

mark chuckled a little, and you roll your eyes figuratively, keeping your eyes tightly shut to shield it from the unforgiving sun.

"actually, never mind, it sounded way better in my head.”

at that point you were getting up to lie on your side

he turned his head and squinted at you as you gently placed a hand on his chest

"are you writing lyrics again?”

he hummed quietly and you shift a few inches closer to him.

“show me. i want to read those lyrics, no matter how dumb you think they are.”

“they’re not ready yet.”

“if you’re writing about anxiety, i can be your muse.”

“no way, you’re not a cloud. you’re a sunflower.”

he wrote lyrics all the time and most of the time he’d write them about you

sometimes he’d let you read them, sometimes he kept them to himself

and you’d catch him grinning idiotically over some lyric he wrote some time ago

so when he goes to sleep you would sneak a peak at it and it’s basically a love letter to first-date-you, or a diary entry of how he feels every time he sends u home from a date or from school but its so dreamy and seems unreal but you kNOW ITS REAL!!

bc u were there!!

anyway

idk what came over you but you slung an arm around his torso and rested your head against his shoulder and he let out a quiet little puff of breath

you would think he’s pretty ok with skinship since y’all been together for so long

but yeah it was chill and okay and he’d be super clingy at home but when y’all were in public

man,,, he got so flustered and nervous

u just wanted to cuddle lol but he suddenly turned into a robot

the sun made everything seem slow and warm and sluggish which was pretty okay with you because you were finally spending time with mark!!!

and he was soft and squishy and a little bit awkward but so so so cute so u rly just wanted the moment to last longer

but no

just as u were about to drift off a Shadow™ loomed over u both

mark probably fell asleep again tbh

u heard a rly loud camera go CLICK and distinct voices whisper-yelling at each other

and there was a struggle

and the struggle ended with a Butt falling onto mark’s other shoulder

“MARK IM SO SORRY RENJUN PUSHED ME”

“NO YOU STINK YOU FELL BY YOURSELF”

“oh hey guys shut up the photo turned out alright”

“JENO SHUT UP THEY’RE RIGHT THERE”

mark was sitting up and you fussed over his other shoulder which was attacked by jaemin’s butt

and although he was so .. unfortunately.. woken up from his nap he was grinning and squinting up at his squabbling friends

and he chuckled as he watched u stand up and wrestle jeno for his phone to see the Photo

he was watching you chase chenle and renjun around the lawn, the two boys purposefully running slower to tease u

donghyuck sat down next to mark and put his head on his shoulder to mimic you from a few minutes ago

��oh you’re disgusting please go away.”

hyuck turned his head and batted his eyelashes up at mark who was still watching u with a dreamy smile

“you’re leaving soon, we just wanted to spend time with you before u abandon us”

mark laughed and told him he’s only graduating

but hyuck scowled and nudged mark with his elbow then gestured in your direction

“but you spend more time with her nowadays than you do with us”

mark let out a loud laugh and shook his head

“she’s my girlfriend.”

“so?”

“she’s my lover.”

“so??”

“she’s... everything to me.”

jisung, who was listening, gagged and haechan slapped mark’s tummy while hollering

and then u look over at them from the other side of the lawn, wondering why mark was lying on the floor again and why the other dreamies were surrounding him in a cultish circle

jeno and jaemin turned to face you with big chummy smiles on their faces and together they made heart arms at u

some other people on the lawn were beginning to stare and so u hide behind chenle bc renjun is too tiny

then jisung must’ve texted their group chat because renjun cackles and leads you back to the group

and u notice how bright mark’s face was which makes u blush like crazy as well

and even though stress from school, work and everything in general, was making u feel like a big and heavy raincloud

one look at mark lee made u feel like sunflowers and daisies

it totally didn’t help that when he’d look at you, the corners of his eyes would crinkle ever so slightly, and his eyes would shine with genuine adoration

and his cute little lips would stretch into the widest grin

uwu

and u bet the next batch of lyrics he gonna write is gonna be about you again!!

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aibrechts · 8 years ago

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Would you do a Tyki/Allen reclist??

YES, i certainly WILL HAHA

if you know me then you know i love my tykillens 100% consensual and thats. That’s a bit tough, cause not many in the fandom seem to agree with me lol. it’s a bit of a wasteland in ao3 not gonna lie but the tag there has recently been blessed, and I’ll dig out some old gold too

Honestly it’s uh. It’s probably gonna be easiest to organise this by authors and then I’ll like. Pick a couple of my favourites from each of them, and link a few randoms i like at the end.

Moonswing: I love the way this author writes them - the dialogue especially is quick, witty and so so fun, and the ideas they come up with are

Loves Company is the first poker pair fic i read that gave me hope for this ship. it’s so light and funny and good and went a long way to inspiring me to continue writing for the pair.Some Minor Issues looks like it’s only just been started and I honestly cant wait for more. Modern AU where Tyki is the son of a mob boss, the best trans Allen i’ve ever read (in a world of fem!allen i have finally found an oasis of casual and accurate representation). definitely excited to see where it goes, if it goes, idk if it’s gonna be continued or what but !!!!Reapers is another new one, and the title kinda says it all lol. Allen and Lavi are reapers working for the Earl, and Allen is designated Tyki’s personal servant ahahaha

hiat:Not gonna lie i haven’t actually read a LOT from this author, but what I have read has been exceptional

A Small Reprieve is wonderful, especially considering it’s the author’s first smut like. Damn. It’s sweet and a little bit sad, but this is Tykillen so what did u expect lmaoFondant and Fakery is so cute and sweet like omfg ahahaha it’s all the lighthearted Tykillen fluff i ever neededWorlds Apart is probably my favourite from them, but im not sure if it’s ongoing or if they’ve abandoned it? Another mob AU and i really really hope they continue it because !!!!! im in love with this fic ahahaha and want to see more

ArbitrarySpaces:oohhh boyyyy //rubs hands together

While You Sleep is somehow the only soulmates au (that i know of) and i love it?? its amazing and cute, where each Allen and Tyki sees through the other’s eyes in their dreams.Mr. Poker Face is super funny and lighthearted - i love the flow of dialogue, it’s so quick and witty and them I honestly yelled a lil when I saw it’d been updated with a second chapter.How to Build a Life Together depicts snapshots of Tyki and Allen, uh. Building a life together i guess lol. Each chapter is a different point in their relationship, starting from the point where Tyki gives Allen a rock (and not in the traditional sense. That comes later lmao).

rustandstardust:they’ve got some damn good shit i tell ya

it’s all a game is so ???? good ??? casino au where allen’s a tease and tyki’s a sucker, everything feels so lavish and indulgent and i love it!connection I haven’t… actually…. read. But! it’s on my agenda tonight tbh and I have high expectations lollove me like you mean it is also really good, like. I don’t know what else to say lmfao it’s just… good.

CandyCrackpot:I am shocked and appalled by the fact I almost missed them because they’re like. Like. If there’s a holy trinity in this fandom then they’re god. just. Just straight up they’re a fucking god okay.

Gamble got me on the bottom!tyki hype train and i have yet to follow through - mostly because i’m intimidated by the quality of writing and characterisation that went into this 100% rly fukkin good would recommend.//squints// and uh that’s all for them??? but they have a HEAP of other fics for this fandom ((if ur looking for some soft papa mana and baby allen fluff then Smile is def the place to go))

Hurryup:every time i think about them my chest gets tight and my hands start shaking like ???? is this love ?????????????? fam help i think im dying honest to god

shutdown is… its, uh. I honestly can’t put it into words. It’s the best Tykillen fic I’ve ever read. It’s beautiful, subtle, quiet, so bitter and sweet, but somehow not bittersweet and i honestly. i dont know how to explain how that’s possible but it is and it’s perfect and i will scream from the top of mount fucking ararat about how good it is til the day i drop dead okay like. if you read only one fic from this list, let it be this one.idk why i thought they’d written more tykillen than that, probably because it was so fucking good and the characterisation was flawless, but for the life of me i can’t find any others for this ship by them so…??? but lots of link/allen if ur into that. i haven’t read them personally but if shutdown is any indication they’re gonna be lit like a talking bush.

—Assorted—

Chinchirinoda’s fic Worship gave me a hand kink. No kidding, it’s short and sweet and quiet and sad and lovely and one of my OG favourite Tykillen fics

I haven’t actually read Allen’s worst Struggle by slaying_dragons, or Night of Truce (new author on the block what up) but I have the tabs open and im prob gonna get to those tonight too lol

Let’s Do Something Wrong by kittybandit is a super cute collection of super short super sweet prompt-drabbles. Like condensed milk. Or a shot of straight cordial. Or cocaine. The yoga one is def my favourite, but they’re all amazing

autumntea is the kind of cruel where they’ll write 700-ish words and every single letter is perfect and amazing and makes u want MORE but then like. there isn’t. there isn’t more thERES NEVER MORE AND I WISH THERE WAS BC IT’S ALL SO GOOD. all of it. Every tykillen fic they wrote is a dicktease and i want MORE, DAMMIT

If you want crack (and for some reason Kingdom Hearts characters working in a casino ????), Sin City Dreamers by The_Button_Harlequin is lit the most well-written shitpost i’ve ever had the experience of reading, like. I lit couldn’t stop laughing while reading it it’s… No, i can’t explain it, you have to read it yourself to understand lmfao definitely worth it, I promise. i promise.

And, uh. I dont mean to toot my own horn (i totally do bruh look at my ego okay) but if you’d like a chef’s special then i recommend make it out alive for smut, and Pilate saith unto them, behold the man for ‘fluff’ (so far as fluff goes in my vocabulary) and Mutually Beneficial for Tyki’s big dumb crush.

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There you have it !!! that’s. That’s pretty much the entire consensual Tykillen tag right there. And it’s all good like idk how yall do it but ur fukkin masterminds okay im honestly in shock, still in shock actually after reading Hurryup’s fic last night like. fuck i wanna cry just thinking about it lmfao it’s so perfect and beautiful and sad like jesus fam let me breathe.

I know you’re going to find something in here you love and if you don’t then im. i don’t know what to tell u man lol this is the best of the best so i hope u enjoy yourself

#poker pair fic rec #anon #dgm #d gray man #allen #tyki #allen walker #tyki mikk #poker pair #tykillen #fic rec #i got so carried away im not even sorry #I LOVE THEM OKAY #I LVOE THEM A LOT #THE PAIRING AND THE FICS #JUST #ALL OF IT #I LOVE IT

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