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Finally finished the dossier template, few other things of note:
Pretty handy with a knife as well as the bow.
Can process seafood really quickly
Prefers to be at a REASONABLE height with the sky above her
If you want to know her exact birthday, you'll have to figure it out on your own or hassle her enough
Scars: a small cut on her chin, stab scar on her stomach (she fell out of a tree and impaled herself, okay), inside of her bicep, across the outside of her right wrist to her thumb, palm side of her left thumb
Tattoos: Ket tattoo on the inside of the wrist, floral sleeve on her left arm, anchor + rope + birds on one of her ankles
I kept rambling and found it hard to summarize the relationships so I've expanded under the cut. There are def rumors that she's dating or sleeping with at least half of them
Blade: they get along weirdly well. Recruits in particular are always surprised to find them casually walking together- they find her softer demeanor an odd juxtaposition to how Blade... is. Also! He is fun to tease. thinks how much she'd like to hear him whimper. It's a miracle they don't butt heads more often, considering her beef with authority. He hates when she gets together with Trouble and Chase b/c she joins them in being a group menace.
Romance: I could see it but Blade would have to make the first move and bridge that gap, as she's convinced herself she's not meant for a relationship. One of the biggest issues i would see them having is Blade's protectiveness would make her feel like she was being smothered and coddled at times.
Trouble: They get on like a house on fire. Her first friend in the order and i'm still deciding if they get arrested together or she pulls Trouble away. Very casual with physical affection and he's a personal space heater. Not a lot to say here b/c it's pretty straight forward!
Romance: Absolutely could see it happening but this would involve a third party kicking Trouble in the ass b/c he's dense as a brick. But it could very well fall apart b/c of her whole romantic relationship = bad, thing. She would realize 'i have feelings for him, but he doesn't have any idea yet' and probably distance herself which would cause confusion and hurt for Trouble, he might confide in someone and they just "she has feelings for you, dipshit"
Tallys: A little more complicated- Aelyn bounces and feeds off other ppl's personalities to interact so the cool, calm, detached thing is kind of weird sometimes b/c she's.... not that. It gets better as she eases out of survival mode. Tallys has given her a lot of tips when it comes to archery (flirting, unnecessary touching, ect included), they go on nature walks, and they do talk often.
Romance: Maybe. While they work as friends with benefits... idk if it would go beyond that. Speaking of: Tallys is absolutely the one to break that arrangement off b/c she's the first one to clock Aelyn being in deep for Chase (or just... between tallys and chase, idk how she has any energy). this is how i see it happening anyway, since aelyn is in denial and idk how willing tallys would be to be in the middle of... that. Of course, how these two fwb route interact can absolutely change things
Shery: She loves Shery. Like if she was more comfortable with casual affection Aelyn would give a hug and kiss on the head when they met up. Borderline cute aggression (I could see Aelyn getting drunk, holding onto Shery, saying "you're so adorable, what the fuck"). Shery does a good job of making her feel cared about w/o being coddled. Has loved helping her be a little more assertive
Romance: I think Shery would be too timid to kick things off and that's what Aelyn needs. I would see this being Shery falling and not saying anything.... forever. There's also the "and they were both bottoms" lol.
Riel: They get along but I wouldn't call them good friends? They respect each other but if they had no work related reason to see each other, both would be okay with that. Even if he was romanceable for a fem MC, it would not happen. Man won't even share his food.
Chase: This is hard b/c my brain kind of turns to static when I think about them. But they got on very quickly. Not as quickly as say, Trouble, but when she said 'We're square' she genuinely meant it. she got points right off the bat for tracking him down and busting into the guild solo and not really giving a shit that they're the thieves guild. He gets points for being so easy to get a long with and leading a life that would make him a huge hypocrite for judging her past choices.
Romance: He's her main romance so- It's such a fucking mess and i love mess. Fuck buddies who have caught feelings and are stupid about it b/c they don't want them. They've managed to worm past each others walls on accident and it's going to get worse before it gets better. At this point in the game, the thought of losing him or even turning down the dial on whatever they have going on is devastating, which scares her. Honestly, just how relationship avoidant I make her ultimately depends on how the torpedo + subsequent reconciliation happens.
Red: He caught her scoping the library and offered her a tour, gaining immediate friendship points. She's envious of his education but he's so open with his knowledge and resources she can't resent him. they talk about nerdy magic shit all the time and Blade is 🙄 when they start bouncing off each other.
Romance: Such a close runner up to Chase it's almost tragic. The biggest tipping point is that she met chase first. I think he would be patient enough to get past her walls and mature enough to just fucking... talk to her. There's obviously chemistry and something there that would make him pursue her. this would be overall healthier and wouldn't explode (as badly). she'd be terrified of meeting his family though.
Ayla: They're pretty protective of each other pretty quickly, they see the similarities they have and they get a long well. Aelyn makes an active effort to remind Ayla she has a place here and people she can trust. Teases her until she gets punched in the ribs.
Romance: No matter what I do I can't see them in a relationship. :| She's the only one out of the romacables (for fem MC) that I'm like hmmm no.
Halek: They get along very well and he seems to take her flirting in stride. I can see them cooking together (assuming Halek isn't one of those 'get out of my kitchen' people)- cooking and eating together is a significant bonding activity for her. She feels like Halek is a big judgment free zone so that's big friendship points for her.
Romance: Yes, if only to make a lifelong enemy of Moonsilk. I think they're compatible but I also don't know if I know his character well enough to say definitely. If he ever wants to 'hang out' she's down to clown.
Briony: Once she realized Briony was genuinely on the same side as her in the arena they were buds. She fascinated by Briony's sword and jokes that Red's blatant curiosity is rubbing off on her. Right there with Ayla with 'hey you want us to 'talk' to them 🤜' they like to walk around, arms linked, and GOSSIP
Romance: I- maybe? I could see it. Possibly. Though, apparently she and Lavinet's type is similar sooo maybe not. I don't think it would be.... great. My biggest fear is that Aelyn would actively sabotage this relationship and create a lasting wound for Briony (although tbh this is a fear for pretty much all the ROs)
Lavinet: They hold each other in high regard and their relationship is warmer then Aelyn and Riel's but but there's still a distance there. Lavinet operates very differently then she does and it throws Aelyn off. I'm not sure how true it is but Aelyn is pretty sure Lavinet would judge the shit out of her for some of the things she's done in the past. They bond over riding and girls nights though. Like Riel: even if romancable, it wouldn't happen.
Mimir: It's complicated. On one hand she does like Mimir as Mimir, loves how weird she can be. On the other, the whole god(s) thing? don't like that. She's resentful and tries real hard not to direct it at Mimir
#it's... long sorry#i might? change her age#shoh#shepherds of haven#aelyn wildegarde#i'm still working on her playlist#she's really considered healing up all her scars but having a mage mercenary with no scars at all is sus so she just leaves most of them
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it's vashwood reverse bang preview time!! here's a look at my collab with @ohohge 👀💜 I had a ton of fun working on it with her over the past months! we're posting on august 1st so please look forward to it, and go check out her art preview! :D
#vashwood#vwreversebang#vashwood reverse bang#trigun#vwrb#fanfiction#WEEHOOOOOO#so excited to share it!!!#and nervous#because i'm not suuuper confident in it#i think it's got some really strong moments which I'm happy with and even proud of#but you can tell it's the fic that got me out of writer's block.....i was rusty and didn't have as much brain power as I would've liked#so the plot is really an excuse for the vibes and the emotions which there are plenty of!!!#so it's still emotional and fun and I hope everyone will enjoy it and the art is FANTASTIC!!!!#i was so lucky to work with orish I felt so motivated all the time thanks to our shared enthusiasm and her cheerleading <3#ALSO BEST PLAYLIST OF ALL TIME
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Physical differences between Margot and P
Hi I'm back - a bit late, a sorta-flu has been kicking my ass since last week, the New Year happened, then I got back to work and my sorta-flu decided to get worse - ANYWAY, get yourself some tea and check out one of the new tracks from Margot's playlist while reading that post.
While I'm slowly starting to write my fic, I've decided to show some differences between Margot and other characters. If there's a thing I LOVE in this game, it's how varied the characters look, the devs didn't shy away from giving them specific traits that makes them very unique in a "would see them in the street" sort of way.
I've been picturing specific traits for Margot in that aspect, and found a fitting model for her as well last week - Olivia Hussey. Her parents also have models, I'll show them later. Let's just say Margot is a proper mix of the traits both of her parents present.
Anyway, here is the quick rundown of the facial differences between Margot and P.
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If you can't read my handwriting, here are the explanations:
Jaw: Margot's jaw is v-shaped with a pointy chin, P's jaw is squarish with a wider chin;
Eyes: Margot's eyes are almond-shaped with a rounded inner corner, P's eyes are droopy and semi-hooded;
Lips: Margot's lips are downturned and her lower lip is notably fuller, P's lips have a more balanced fullness between the upper and lower lip.
Both of them have a dark lash line with long eyelashes though lol However P's hair is dark brown while Margot's hair is black, and P's eyebrows are more angled than Margot's. Margot's cheekbones are a bit more pronounced than P's, he has a bit more roundness at the cheeks. P has striking blue eyes while Margot's are dark brown. Margot has an even porcelain-like skin with a beauty mark under the left eye and particularly red lips, while P has freckles and two notable beauty marks above his upper lip and on his lower lip.
Overall, while both of them seem to physically be about the same age, there's some sharpness in Margot's face that contrasts with her rather delicate and youthful features, while P's face retains some dainty roundness (and some neotonous features like his freckles and rounded forehead) that contrasts with the otherwise typically boyish traits such as a square jaw and hooded eyes.
#lies of p#lop#lop p#lop oc#margot waldeck#I've been experimenting with a new brush and slightly different techniques as well#kinda liking it but I'm still working on getting Margot right#fun fact I HEAVILY hesitated between Olivia Hussey and Isabelle Adjani for Margot#but Isabelle Adjani would have made her look too much like her mother so in the end I picked Olivia Hussey#unrelated but I realised Margot's playlist doesn't have a track to express the meeting between her and P lol
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i have a new hobby!! i listen to my playlist and say things like 'oh this goes hard' 'it just can't miss' 'it's so good, you have no idea' to my brother who cannot listen to it bc i am wearing headphones lmaoo
#just me hi#'yeah it's YOUR playlist' 'i don't careeee' [<- clearly jealous] 'i don't know what you're listening to ?? i can't hear it ??'#/reporting live lmfvsh:#'it just can't miss. banger after banger [indirect eye contact]' 'CAN i listen. i hope you get executed' LOL#2 minutes later: '[not thinking] [song comes on i don't recognize] OH. no yea this goes hard' 'Okay. i Don't care' [<- clearly jealous]#Hkfhsvfjs - i'm just talking out loud cuz if i don't i might explode but i have casualties. and they make me laugh pfsvh#//oh i'm also working on inks rn :33#or- well i'm redesigning oath's armor again (yeah.... lmfvsh...) cuz uhh Welllll#i think i made the legs too big but you know what. that's good :3#i'm really pleased with how the shine is turning out ; it's doing Something that's for sure hkfhsv#i'm still tweaking it rn anyway ; i wanna play around with a different palette cuz i think i stuck to the purple for too long just cuz it#was the first colour i chose at the beginning (really questionable too bfhvskjg))#oh and i think i'll design something extra for aura later too ; though i'm nooot too sure what i'll do for her!!#she has a couple contraints so i'll havta figure that out..#but YEA i'm getting back to it lol !!#wheee here i go :3#/think i blew one of my fuses fighting w/ synfig earlier but the only thing stronger than the Mold is my artistic will so let's Gooo hkfvsh#>:3 toodles !!
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tagged by the tastemaker @cordiallyfuturedwight for the january receipts and would you believe it i'm actually on time
tagging a few favs: @aprylynn @jiminsproof @thvinyl @jimin-gaon @visionsofgideontheninth @btscontentenjoyer @kimchokejin @jihopesjoint @eoieopda @monismochi <333 and you too if you fancy it
#full report in the tags once again:#ladies room - bop of the century. olivia dean i will do anything for you#freak me now - bop of the century. jessie ware i will do anything for you#charm you - bop of the c-- sorry. best album that 2023 managed to gatekeep from me#when did your heart go missing - what can i say? i've been going through a michael moscovitz resurgence...#mia thermopolis (disney's version) how could you let him GO#i can't go for that - every so often hall & oates take a hold of me and there's simply nothing i can do about it. this is one of those times#pomo remix ended up on the groovy chick playlist. call me when they make a movie about HER!!#homesick - two of my favourite boys doing some absolutely devastating work on my mental health#but you can't deny it's a banger for the sax alone.#love at first sight - no notes. magnificent.#shame shame shame - i am not immune to the Pride (2014) soundtrack and nor should you be!! also. it's going on the groovy chick playlist#can't fight the moonlight - leann rimes? uh yeah i sure hope she does#i feel you - still here. expect i will be for a while longer#as for the artist list - nothing particularly new except T-PAIN WITH THE STEEL CHAIR OF A COVER ALBUM#please god go listen to it if you haven't already!! genuinely biblical experience from the guy who brought us “i'm sprung”#thus concludes the month#tag#receiptify#MWAH#i need a lie down
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Don't be shy, drop your fave bluestoplights fics 🤩
DONE. I THINK I'VE SRSLY RECOMMENDED ALL OF THESE TO U B4 BUT I'M ALWAYS GOING TO BE THINKING + TALKING ABOUT THEM. GONNA NARROW IT DOWN TO TOP THREE.
inordinary - 35k words 7 chapters of interconnected vignettes that all take place in the same modern musician!ellie and musician!joel au. it's beautiful with a little bit of everything and as with all bluestoplights fic, has such a great grasp of what makes joel and ellie joel and ellie. beautiful character work! i literally think about it every other day at minimum and still cry about it on occassion. this is my roman empire.
leaving like a father (you could stay) - 4.9k words one-shot. joel character study. also cried while reading this. just gonna copy paste the summary because. yeah.
Joel Miller learned from a young age that the best thing he could do as a father was stick around. It's more than his did. It's a lesson burned into his brain when Sarah's mom leaves and he raises a kid alone. It's not one he expects to remember when a fourteen year old tries to attack him with a knife in a hallway.
i rewind the tape but all it does is pause - 7.4k words the millers go to therapy! i've actually only read this one once, but it has just stuck with me as like a very raw representation of the millers and working through their issues. in general, the millers are very raw and real and genuine in fics by this author.
#mattie recs fic#mattie gets asks#the funny thing here is that bluestoplights aint even posting fic anymore#BUT I STILL LOVE HER WORK AND I WILL ALWAYS SUPPORT HER WORKS STILL#no reason to stop rec'ing just bc author isn't active anymore#her playlists are also the reason i got into the national#look maybe i'm overhyping these fics#BUT EVERYONE HAS A WRITER THEY JUST LOVE#whose fics just like scratch that little brain itch#bluestoplights is that author for me#perfect balance of everything i want to see in a fic
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overcome with the sudden urge to listen to songs my friend likes...what does that mean
#the friend i had some massive platonic thing for back in october 2021 and then again for a bit at the start of 2022#the one with the girlfriend who i had absolute drama with in 3rd year of uni. but not for reasons of like. me formerly having a thing for#her boyfriend but actually just bc she was a bitch and really toxic and manipulative to him anD THEY'RE STILL TOGETHER what is up with that#anyway i have a playlist of songs he likes and i am. Listening to it...... all of a sudden#wtf wthag the fuckkk wha tfo you mean ye what i#but i also have the overwhelming need to listen to songs i liked in spring 2020. idek why i'm experiencing both these things at once#i didn't even know him in spring 2020#i think it's bc i was thinking about the secret history this morning which was soooo spring 2020 for me#and don't delete the kisses was The song of spring 2020 it was so symbolic of. the events going on at work#and my friend loves that song and we listened to the album on vinyl together at like 1am on the sofa in october 2021 and.#and i accidentally just listened to that song which is responsible for me currently experiencing both these Vibes#anyway disregard this post i am just feeling thoughts and thinking feelings#ramble
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☎️🎲 🤼♂️ ✈️🚪 ➡️ 🫀🎮⌛️
Slipping Through My Fingers by ABBA
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#platonic elmike#stranger things#bizarre love triangle playlist#mike wheeler#mike's pov#mike is still a hard nut to crack for me...#this scene in particular i'm still not certain about#i do think it was riddled with his very consistent tactic of stalling#but he's also of course relieved to hear el say she missed him#perhaps this is him thinking "oh thank god she doesn't hate me'#while also having to accept in real time that will was perhaps right that el still needs him... but is he up for the task of el's bf?...#and so he's sort of trying to work out how he can finally just do this to do right by el#which comes with the fear that he is indeed going to lose her when it all comes crashing down inevitably like it already has and is#either way i think he's contending with the fact that losing el may be inevitable#that's why he's having such a hard time lying to her in the first place#bc he knows lies lead to the truth eventually being revealed#and so he just feels her slipping through his fingers no matter what he does#he imagined this future with her (and will) where they stayed connected to each other no matter what#but mike's scared that future won't be possible once all is revealved#i think will's whole speech in the van has mike even more conflicted#bc his feelings for will are very strong at this point#and so even if he believes that this is truly how el feels as of now...#he also probably knows deep deep down that he wishes (still hopes) it was will's feelings#which makes going through with this even harder#not to mention all the parallels between mike and hopper ('not hopper...not mike... you!')#these two male figures in el's life who rescued her from a horrible situation are having a hard time coming to terms with her growing up#like yes she's growing and 'slipping through your fingers' but that's okay!#you don't have to lose her forever just because she doesn't have to rely on you anymore!#4x09#gif
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𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 .
Share at least 5 songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse!
mysterious - queen bee
goldmine - kimbra
i am not a woman, i'm a god - halsey
hey little songbird - rafscrap & laceysings' cover of the hadestown song
that bitch - bea miller
tagged by: @apocryphis thank you, lovely! tagging: whoever would like to do this!
#TBT.#i'm still working on ningguang's playlist#but !! these are the tunes i'm confident are her vibe
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Siri...Play Traitor on repeat because The Legacy of Yangchen is coming out in July and I still have not forgiven Kavik.
#personal#the legacy of yangchen#BOOK TWO YEEEE!!!#I mean we all saw it coming but we were all hoping not#and even though he had good intentions in the end (from what I remember) still screwed them over#I literally had traitor on repeat for days#it's like when I read the shadow of kyoshi and could not stop repeating cool by nmixx#I have the tendency to listen to playlists or artists or albums or even lone songs on repeat#so when I read a book or after I read a book/series there's usually a song or two that I associate it with#and traitor by Olivia r was it!!#do I see them in a romantic relationship tho???#time will tell...#I think I want them two bc I'm always a sucker for the two MCs and character development#but also when women have to teach men to be honest/loyal it gives me the ick#but he's also kind of forgiven by me at least bc Yangchen forgave him but said HA never forget so BYEEEE#and I love that for her. so much!#so I suspect he will be working overtime in this book to win over her good favor#if that's how you phrase that#anyways v excited July will be great#this...hogwarts legacy...may quit my job....so exciting!
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wait i stand corrected i HAVE touched this oc since i first made her. coral santos was a full oc in my fic getaway car and i think the last time i drew her would have been like...october 2017
#and like. really.#coral santos is the human version of my gemsona coral pearl#coras santos in the pokemon verse might as well be her own separate character as well since there i let her have her gemsona pink eyes#but she's still obv a human in the pokemon world#anyways i'm like. a little in love with my oc at the moment i made a playlist for her and everything#and really it's just my college playlist with updated taylor songs and some more recent faves#anyway you look at it coral is my girl. my ride or die. she was born out of the most traumatizing year of my life#i spent five hours in Create A Sim working on her. yes honestly.#and in doing that i realized how i would write her now is not too similar to how i wrote her back then#but that's because i wasn't the same person i am now as then#and in a way it's like. a visual of my own healing i guess#idk i'm Emotional today#maybe one day i'll actually seek out the co-writers i would need to actually work on the story Coral Santos is for#talking tag
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Being called Luka core by a friend you're v fond of is not for the weak
#et tu brute moment#luka core ... luka core ... me..?#i. im rethinking my life and my behaviors.#balancing out bc another close friend of mine called me dependable lol#i worry sometimes that bc of how silly i present myself to be more harmless that ppl also think of me more lightly#but im glad that in times of need my friends know that im there for them and don't hesitate to ask#i like being silly but i like my friends being safe and happy more#every day im just hoping im being good enough of a friend good enough of a person hh#i love my friends#i want them to be happy and never in harm's way and to never have anything bad happen to them#i sort of understand why people would turn to religion. if praying to something could ensure that my friends lived happy lives I'd be pious#anyway im still stuck on the comment... luka core.. i... am i beautiful blonde bastard bitch boy manipulative 30 y/o twink..?#I'll claim the beautiful part lmao#i mean i can also claim the incredibly childish tunnelvisioned obsession for someone lol um i think a few years back. well.#a younger version of me would smush my face against a poster of my crush lol. i kept a playbill i was gifted for years bc she gave it to me#but I've always been more of a sua/ivan core imo imho lol#when it's healthier im closer to sua in a very. unhealthy way lmao. and now that my patience has been expended a bit im closer to ivan#i used to play such a good supportive role that i melded into the background and became v forgettable compared to my partner at the time#i just liked to see her have fun and be happy and excel at the things she enjoyed doing and being sparkly so i was happy with that#but mm idk now im a bit more selfish and avoidant with my obsession lol#on one hand i like it when they look at me but on the other hand ik it's unrequited so im trying my best to not leave too much of an impact#i want my influence to leave her mostly untouched. so that when i have to leave it doesn't hurt.#unfortunately ive always been bad at letting go but we're working on it#but it's a lot of back and forth inner conflict hehe which is why i think it's more ivancore#but also im not gonna admit I'm obsessed w anyone out loud seriously in a nonjoking way lmao ppl don't need to know that abt me#yeah i love you im obsessed with you i care abt you deeply that's so fucking embarrassing im gonna go put myself in a wheel of cheese#just take the spotify playlist and my wallet and go /j#so good at saying i love you /j but so bad at saying i love you i appreciate you as a person ty for being in my life /srs#i can say it so easily when im being silly and annoying and i can tell other ppl i love my friends a lot if they're not there#but omg... it is so vulnerable to tell someone they have so much influence over your life ... did u know i would throw everything down for u
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Screams
#delete later#i know that im not functioning like normal. but i still feel like im lying to managers. i feel like i should just have said that im a lazy#piece of shit who doesn't want to work and couldnt be bothered to do the things i need to#which is partially true. but i logically know is only true bc im struggling. i know this bc i dont have enjoyment for anything right now#which is why i cant make myself care. its why i havent been able to make anything in weeks. its why im struggling to eat and take#care of myself. bc thr way I motivate myself is by convincing myself that i enjoy whatever im doing. and i cant right now. which#feels shit. and still feels like I'm lying to them. and the burning shame that comes with trying to deal with it on my own and failing#i feel so guilty and like a piece of shit for making my managers life harder. and then feel even worse that i had to dump my#stupid brain shit on her. its also wild that i haveny cried since the funeral and now i just keep crying every half hour or so#but considering the intrusive thoughts and shit ive been dealing with the past few weeks maybe that shouldn't be a surprise#i just havent had a break from it all since September. and it sucks. and I know im throwing a pity party and its not fair on#anyone else bc mu shit is fucking them up. but im stuck in it now!#im also listening to my cheer up playlist and hey crying whilst hearing a town cslled malice is an odd vibe
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Sources for Somerton's Plagiarism from Hbomberguy's Video (as much as I could get)
I went back through Harry's video, focused entirely on the sources James Somerton pulled from in the hopes of creating as much of a comprehensive list as I could--though my Google-Fu is not very strong. I did however find something I thought was forever lost and that made me very happy--specifically the magazine Midlands Zone containing the column by Steven Spinks that Harry poignantly used as an illustration of gay erasure... while Somerton uses it to sound like HE is waxing remorseful about the very subject.
This is not a complete list, I'm sure. For one thing, I was only able to attempt to pull sources that Harry himself mentioned in the video. Surely there's so very much more out there. I expect there to be a great deal more internet archeology to unearth just how much writing and culture Somerton has stolen like he's the British Museum of Natural History but for gay people.
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Harry's list of mentioned youtubers:
Alexander Avila - https://www.youtube.com/@alexander_avila Matt Baume - https://www.youtube.com/@MattBaume Khadija Mbowe - https://www.youtube.com/@KhadijaMbowe Lady Emily - https://www.youtube.com/@LadyEmilyPresents Shanspeare - https://www.youtube.com/@Shanspeare RickiHirsch - https://www.youtube.com/@RickiHirsch VerilyBitchie - https://www.youtube.com/@verilybitchie
Harry created a convenient playlist of videos by these and other people he wants to bring to everyone's attention.
Please give them your support.
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Midlands Zone Magazine - Column by Steven Spinks
After a great deal of searching, I found an archive of the "Midlands Zone" magazine, where you can read through past issues dating all the way back to February 2014. I have also found the issue from which Somerton took Spinks' poignant discussion of gay erasure: Overall archive Specific Issue - Pages 16-17
It will not allow you to download it, but you can read it exactly as it appeared in print form.
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My best effort to find the exact book or article Somerton lifted from to be able to get attention to the original writers
Tinker Bells and Evil Queens By Sean Griffin
The Celluloid Closet By Vito Russo Wikipedia article about the book Wikipedia article about the documentary My weak google-fu could not find where you can access the book or documentary. Check your local municipal or university library for book or documentary, or if you know a good source for one or both, please reblog with it added
Camp and the Gay Sensibility By Jack Babuscio
The Groundbreaking Queerness of Disney's Mulan By Jes Tom Personal site with links to social media accounts
Why Rebel Without a Cause was a milestone for gay rights By Peter Howell
Why "The Craft" is still the best Halloween coming out movie By Andrew Park
Opinion: From facehuggers to phallic tails, is 'Alien' one of the queerest films ever? By Dani Leever
Women and Queerness in Horror: Jennifer's Body By Zoe Fortier
[Pride 2019] We Have Such Sights to Show You: Hellraiser and the Spectrum of Queerness By Alejandra Gonzalez
Revealing the Hellbound Heart of Clive Barker's 'Hellraiser' By Colin Arason
Queering James Cameron's Aliens (1986) By Bart Bishop
Demeter and Persephone in space: transformation, femininity, and myth in the 'Alien' films By David Greven
Fears of a millennial masculinity: Scream's queer killers By David Greven (Scholarly site, unable to access original work, offers a way to request a full copy of the text in PDF)
Queer Subtext in Stephen King's It - Part 1: 'Reddie' Character Analysis By Rachel Brands Rachel is the very unfortunate lady who found out she was being stolen from because she supported Somerton through Patreon and saw one of his videos early with her writing--lacking any form of citation or credit
How 'It: Chapter Two' Leaves Richie Tozier Behind By Joelle Monique
When Horror Becomes Strength: Queer Armor in Stephen King's 'IT' By Alex London
Why Queer People Love Witchcraft By Amanda Kohr
'The Favourite' Queers The Past And The Present By Giorgi Plys-Garzotto
(Wuko) Crush (Mako x Wu) By MoonFlower on YouTube
5 Terrible Movies With Awesome Hidden Meanings By J.F. Sargent
The Radicalization of Sexuality: The Queer Casae of Jeffrey Dahmer By Ian Barnard
Netflix's 'Dahmer' backlash highlights ethical issues in the platform's obsession with true crime By Shivani Dubey
The Possible Disturbing Dissonance Between Hajime Isayama's Beliefs and Attack on Titan's Themes Original Article by "Seldom Musings" (Author has made all posts not related to Attack On Titan private and has retired from the blog)
Everyone Loves Attack on Titan. So Why Does Everyone Hate Attack on Titan? By Gita Jackson
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The following people are otherwise named in the video. There are no direct citations of articles or books by them in said video. I am unable to guarantee that I have identified the correct individual.
Darren Elliott-Smith Michaela Barton David Church Claire Sisco King Amanda Howell Jessica Roy
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Telos announced and cancelled a film likely based on this book: The Final Girl Support Group - By Grady Hendrix
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I refrained from including certain sources.
First off only focusing on Somerton's work.
Secondly not including anything that might be visible enough to not require amplifying their voice (I cannot speak for all of those I have found links to, but journalism is frequently a thankless job).
Thirdly any source that is of a nature that is antithetical to the very existence of the queer community, such as the right-leaning source that didn't make it into Somerton's video, but Harry was able to identify as a source he had considered using.
If you feel I have missed a mentioned source--or you know of a source from material that was not covered in Harry's video--please do not hesitate to reblog with added details.
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Please share this information far and wide, and please add to it if you find more material that can be positively identified and linked to the creator/writer.
#hbomberguy#james somerton#Plagiarism#Queer#LGBT#LGBTQIA#youtube#Solidarity#gay erasure#Make them un-erased
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gameboy ― bangchan
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♡ ― [ minors do not interact! ] fratboy!bangchan x f!reader . unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), overstimulation, graphic sex details, if you don't feel comfortable, don't read! fingering (f. receiving), just pure smut.
♡ synopsis ― Bangchan is the campus playboy—charming, cocky, and infuriatingly irresistible. One reckless, drunken night leads to a secret you swore you'd never have. Now, hating him is harder than keeping him your dirty little secret.
[ 5.7k words ]♡― i wrote this in one night, i think i was inspired or something. it's been a while since i've written, but i found this one interesting. i'm still thinking about doing a second part!
♡― THE PLAYLIST.
♡―[part 2]
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The music was a bit too loud, but that's just the vibe, right?
Eunji was super focused on her school skirt she had borrowed from Sohee, working hard to recreate Britney Spears' iconic style. The theme was Y2K, and the fraternity was buzzing with Cher Horowitz, Paris Hilton, and Beyoncé energy.
You took a refreshing sip of your drink while your friends spread out to mingle. Sohee was caught up in the moment, and she and Minho, her boyfriend, shared a lovey-dovey moment. Eunji was telling someone how tired college was making her, that she barely had time to go to a spa, which, for Eunji, was total nonsense.
You were sharing a room with the two of them, which was very fortunate as they were both top-notch people. You scanned the place, looking for something or someone. It was a bad habit, you knew. Going to frat parties meant sharing the same square metre as your nemesis – or nearly so.
Your friends were aware of your mutual dislike of each other, but as you couldn't seem to avoid going to parties or socializing with your friends, you made a conscious effort to be the bigger person and not let his presence upset you. That said, it wasn't always easy.
Bangchan got what he wanted most of the time. He was arrogant and overbearing, which drove you crazy. As a woman who fought hard against all kinds of ignorance, it was gross to see him bragging around campus as if he were the last man in the world.
What was even more annoying was that all the girls fell for his bullshit.
Sohee, who was the most blunt of the three, said this was "suppressed horniness" and that the moment you and Bangchan were alone, all this animosity would turn into libido and it would all be sorted in one good fuck. But that was far from happening if it was up to you. "Now we're talking," Hyunjin appeared in your line of sight. With his long black hair slicked back, he looked like a slightly slutty version of Patrick Bateman, with fake blood on his jaw and chest. "You look good.
With your hands on your waist, you turned around to show how much effort you'd put into your costume.
As someone deeply involved in theatre, you are always fully committed to any challenge. Whether it's a play or a fraternity party, you commit wholeheartedly. After much thought, you decided that you would be Suki. The lilac blouse was small and suited your upper body perfectly. The pink leather pants were almost identical, ending just below your bottom and with garters that went down to your thighs, exposing your skin by just a few inches. Suki is a sexy and iconic character, which is a perfect fit for you.
"You know it's not Halloween, right?" you shouted over loud music. Hyunjin gave a casual shrug and smiled, showing his teeth.
"There's always an excuse to dress up as Patrick Bateman."
There was a DJ at the party, apparently Minho's friend Jisung. He cranked up the music, and everyone gravitated towards the centre of the room, where most people were dancing. It was reggaeton and all the girls were rolling around and gettin down on the floor. Sohee was dancing with her boyfriend, whose hands were on her waist and whose face was close to hers, looking very pleased.
Eunji put her back to yours, glass in hand, and you danced together. As the alcohol took over your bodies, it was hard to hold back.
The beat was infectious and the energy was almost impossible to control. You danced together for three more songs until the alcohol had worn off and you desperately needed to find a toilet.
"Wait for me!" you shouted as you climbed the wooden stairs to the second floor access. It wasn't your first time in this dorm, but the drink had clouded your mind and all the doors simply looked the same.
You played a quick round of eenie, meenie, miney, mo, your finger landing on one of the many identical doors. Without hesitation, you turned the handle and pushed it open, expecting to find a bathroom. What you found instead stopped you dead in your tracks.
It wasn’t the bathroom. Not even close.
A girl was kneeling in the corner of the room, her blonde hair held by thick hands and enlarged veins. Your first impulse was to close the door, but for some odd reason you didn't. Standing there, eyes downcast and lips hanging open, was Bangchan.
You would never have believed it if you'd seen it.
The girl was working really hard, loudly moaning as she put it in her mouth. You stood there watching and thinking about what you saw. Bangchan had his dark hair covering his face, but then he lifted his head and you could see the thick veins on his neck.
Maybe the alcohol was having an effect. You tripped over yourself, making him look at you.
Your eyes went wide and you spun on your heels, running in the opposite direction.
"Oh no, oh shit."
At that moment, a girl came out of the bathroom, and you thanked God for finally finding a place where you could lock yourself in. Your cheeks were flushed and your skin prickled. Oh my god. That was too embarrassing. It wasn't something you should have seen, and even worse, it wasn't something you should have enjoyed witnessing.
After using the bathroom and washing your face with cold water, you went back into the living room and pretended that nothing had happened. If you drank enough, the sight of Bangchan groaning would quickly fade from your mind.
"You won't believe this," Eunji shouted, laughter spilling out with every word. "Some guy just stripped down to nothing but a cowboy hat and is now giving everyone his best Magic Mike impression."
Sure enough, there he was—a member of the basketball team, stark naked save for the cowboy hat perched jauntily on his head, gyrating in the middle of the dance floor like he was auditioning for Vegas.
"That's... dedication," you muttered, unable to tear your eyes away from the chaotic spectacle.
"That's fucking insane," Felix chimed in, suddenly materializing beside Hyunjin. He was dressed as a somewhat disheveled Romeo, complete with a feathered cap that looked suspiciously askew. His grin was as bright as the party lights.
"Is it?" Hyunjin asked dryly, eyeing the cowboy dancer like he was trying to calculate how much alcohol it would take to get someone to that point. "Seems on-brand for him."
"You know that guy?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.
Hyunjin shrugged. "Not well enough to explain this."
Felix laughed, holding up a drink. "I don't know, kind of feels like art to me. Pure, unfiltered expression."
"Expression, my ass," Eunji snorted. "I give him five more minutes before campus security steps in."
Something caught your eye from across the room. Like a moth lured by a flame, your eyes found him. Bangchan was coming down the stairs with a girl in a Christina Aguilera costume. Her breasts barely tucked into her low-cut top, while he was now shirtless, wearing only an open sweatshirt over his abs.
Fucking ridiculous.
"Hyunjin!" you shouted, needing to get away from there as quickly as possible so that he wouldn't see you. You could picture the teasing or judgy looks he would give you. "Do you want to go with me to get a drink?" your voice came out sounding a bit desperate.
He was making his way through the crowd.
"The table's just over there, go get yourself," Hyunjin grumbled, but you rolled your eyes and took him by the hand.
"I'm asking you to come with me. Shut up and move."
The boy couldn't avoid it because you were pulling him through the crowd.
When you got to the table, you filled a cup with beer and drank it all in one go. Hyunjin raised an eyebrow, shocked at how determined you were. The second time, you were about to put the beer straight to your lips, but your friend was quicker and took it out of your hands.
"Okay. I think you've had enough."
You looked at your friends, and saw that Bangchan was looking at you and Hyunjin. There was something unusual in his gaze, something you couldn't and didn't want to understand. But something was causing you to feel uneasy. Especially in your panties.
You noticed the strange movement because in a second he was nowhere to be found. In the crowd, you saw Bangchan coming towards you.
“Hyun. Kiss me.”
Hyunjin froze, his brow arching high enough to vanish beneath his dark fringe. “Wait, what did you just say?”
“I need you to kiss me,” you repeated, your voice steady but your eyes darting toward the crowd. “Like, now.”
His hand stalled mid-motion, the glass he’d been holding clinking softly as he set it on the table. “What’s going on with you today?” he asked, studying you like you’d just sprouted another head. “Is this some kind of joke?”
“Hyunjin, seriously,” you hissed, stepping closer, lowering your voice so only he could hear. “Just act. I need you to do this for me. Now. Please.”
He blinked at you, clearly taken aback, before his gaze narrowed slightly. “This better not be a setup for something ridiculous,” he muttered, the corners of his mouth twitching. “But fine. If it’s that important...”
The boy shrugged. He was surprised by the situation, but he would never refuse a demand for a kiss, even if it was a fake one. Hyunjin grabbed your face and pulled you into a solid kiss. There was no tongue, and there wasn't much feeling either. There was no excitement or the usual growing heat between you. But that didn't mean your friend wasn't a good kisser.
You kept going for a few seconds, until you needed to catch your breath and pushed him away by squeezing his shoulder a little. Hyunjin raised his eyebrows and shrugged. A girl walked past you, looking surprised. One of Hyunjin's friends called out to him, and then he left.
You hadn't a clue what you were doing. The idea after executing it seemed like a disaster. Kissing your friend to throw Bangchan off sounded better in your head.
"You sure love being the center of attention, don’t you?"
The voice that followed caught you off guard, smooth and laced with confidence. It sent a shiver down your spine, but you quickly shrugged it off.
"Funny, coming from you," you shot back, your tone dripping with playful sarcasm. He couldn’t see your face, but the eye-roll in your voice was impossible to miss.
And to be honest with himself, he could imagine a bunch of other things, too.
Receiving a blowjob from a student in his room was nice, but what made him come was having you watching. All this mutual hate made him more excited. It was like a competition, and every day he got closer to scoring.
He couldn't ignore your figure as you walked by, the way your pants clung to the curves of your body. Seeing you there, watching, made him think about doing all sorts of things, but none of them involved those pants.
"Kissing my friends in front of me? Bold move." He laughed at the look of disgust on your face. “If you wanted to join in, sweetheart, you could’ve just said so." His voice dropped, low and smooth, as he leaned closer. You could feel the dampness of his plump lips on your skin.
Frustrated by the interaction, you spun around and averted his gaze.
"You’re so full of yourself, it’s gross" But it didn't matter. The more you talked, the more he enjoyed himself. "And you're a disgusting, perverted..."
"If I'm all that, then why didn't you close the door, hmm?" He shot back, his smirk widening.
You were at a loss for words, your mind scrambling to form a coherent thought. Bold didn’t even begin to describe him. Bangchan wiped his lips with an infuriating nonchalance, stepping closer until the air between you was practically charged.
“Admit it,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerously smooth. “You wanted to be her, didn’t you?” Your eyes widened. "I know you did. Yeah. You watched 'cause you liked what you saw. You wanted it to be your lips wrapped around my cock.”
"You're..."
“Save it,” he interrupted with a cocky smirk, tilting his head slightly. “Don’t waste your breath. If you really want to find out, meet me there.”
He turned and walked away, leaving you standing there, your pulse pounding in your ears. The sight of his broad shoulders and that silver chain resting against his toned abdomen only made things worse.
This was insane. Your head spun, and it wasn’t from the booze. His words, his presence, everything about him was too much—and yet, your body betrayed you.
Did you want to find out?
The whispers from theater rehearsals echoed in your mind. The girls who couldn’t stop talking about him, the things he supposedly did, the way he made them feel. Was he really that good? Was he as intoxicating as he seemed when you caught that glimpse earlier?
If none of that made sense, then why did your body tell you otherwise?
So you walked among a crowd of people. The noise of your thoughts overwhelmed the music. With each step, you found a reason to quit. Your friends were having fun, and they probably wouldn't miss you for a few minutes, right? What was wrong with you?
How could you even think about having sex with Bangchan?
Three doors were closed, but the same one was open. You closed your eyes, believing you had time to give up. But your body didn't cooperate. You had to feed the heat coursing through your body, otherwise you'd burn up — and you couldn't let that happen.
The room was dark when you pushed open the door. Your eyes scanned the darkness until you found him sitting on the edge of the bed. Bangchan's gaze conveyed surprise. It was a shot in the dark. He didn't think you would come.
For a moment, neither of you moved, caught in a charged silence that seemed louder than words. The dim light made everything sharper—the way his chest rose and fell, the way his eyes darkened as they lingered on you.
Your heart hammered in your chest, indecision clawing at you. Turning on your heel, you made a move to leave, but before you could take a full step, Bangchan’s hand wrapped around your wrist, firm yet electrifying.
“This is a dumb decision.”
"But here you are." Bangchan hesitated. The sight of your soft, cherry-painted lips looked so tempting that he could think of only one thing: devouring you. "Fuck it."
He reached back and clicked the door shut, the sound echoing in the heavy silence. You noticed the way his forearm flexed but quickly looked away, catching something else in his eyes instead—something raw, something dangerous.
“So,” he murmured, stepping closer, his intense gaze locking onto yours. “You know what?”
You swallowed hard, retreating step by step until your back hit the desk, the cool surface grounding you against the heat of his presence.
“What?” you asked, your voice barely steady. Holding his gaze felt impossible, especially when every nerve in your body screamed at you to close the gap.
But you didn’t move—not yet. Even though all you wanted was to tear down the distance and let the fire between you consume everything.
Bangchan’s hand found your stomach, his thumb brushing over the bare skin with maddening precision, as if he knew exactly what he was doing to you. The touch was light, fleeting, but it sent a ripple of heat through your body that settled low in your core.
Before you knew it, you were perched on the edge of the table, legs parted just enough to let him step between them. His presence filled the space around you, his confidence suffocating in the most infuriating way.
He took his time, gently touching your skin with his knuckles, brushing them over your arms, until he leaned forward and placed his lips on your jaw. The tingling sensation of his lips on your skin was like taking an opiate. You felt nothing and everything at the same time.
His breath fanned your skin as he kissed the spot just below your ear, drawing a soft gasp from you. He paused, his lips trailing to your jawline, and his voice, low and rough, broke the silence. "I wished it was you. With your pretty little mouth around me. Thinking about you made me come. So fucking hard."
A sob escaped your lips. The words were painful for your sore body. His tongue crawled over your chin. Bangchan held your face with one hand, making you stare into his eyes. Naked and raw. "You like that, hmm? D’ya like knowing that I think ‘bout you?” You wanted to fight back. You didn't want to let him dominate you.
“You're fucking ridiculous.”
Bangchan’s lips curled into that infuriatingly cocky smile, the one that set your nerves on fire.
That's his girl. With a clever mouth.
“Yeah, is that so?” He sucked on your lip, pulling you to him in painstaking haste.
“Yes.” You moaned copiously. You hissed, though the conviction in your voice wavered as his hand slid up your thigh, slow and measured. His knuckles brushed the soft skin there, and the ache he left in your wake was unbearable. With his other hand, he circled your inner thigh, climbing achingly up to your cunt.
“I want you to say that again when I make you cum. Mmm, what ya say?” He murmured, his lips brushing your ear as his other hand settled firmly on your hip. A low laugh rumbled in his chest as a shaky moan slipped from yours, unbidden but impossible to hold back.
His hand inched higher, and you fought to keep your composure, though the heat pooling low in your stomach made it a losing battle.
“I fuckin' hate you.” you spat, though your breathless tone robbed it of any real venom.
“We'll see about that.”
His words were a promise, cocky and assured, and without leaving room for an answer, he devoured your mouth with devotion. Both bodies undulated against each other, desperate for friction, for warmth. Bangchan spread your thighs, pushing you backwards. It was so intense that your back was arching over, the two of you battling for control.
It wasn’t just a kiss—it was a claim. His hands moved with purpose, gripping your thigh and pulling you closer as his body pressed into yours, the heat between you like a live wire. The table groaned beneath you as he guided you back, his palm sliding up to part your legs further, making room for him to settle between them.
Your back arched against the cool surface, the contrast of heat and cold heightening every sensation. His lips left yours only to trail down your jaw, his breath hot and uneven as it ghosted over your skin. The tension in the air was suffocating, an unspoken challenge lingering between each frantic touch.
It was a fight neither of you was willing to lose, and yet, the way his hands moved, the way his lips devoured, it was clear he wasn’t about to let you win.
Your hands reached for the sweatshirt on his broad, muscular shoulders and tossed it to the floor. The gap between kisses was long enough for you to lift your own top and rip it off eagerly. You could have sworn you heard an almost beastly growl emanating from Bangchan, something completely charged with lust.
A large, calloused hand grabbed your throat, making you choke. His finger pressed against your lip, which you licked religiously, giving him a taste of what was coming. Bangchan pressed your body until you collided with the wall and your hands clung to the rim of the table. And in due time he nibbled your tit, snaking his tongue around it, savoring the tenderness of your skin.
You bit your lip down and held back a moan. Your gut rippled like the ocean waves as the intoxicating rush grew in your belly, down your legs, and scorched your toes.
You felt his hand come close to your wet core and your whole body went on alert. Bangchan bit your nipple and looked at you only to see the girl with her lips wide open, eyes bright and flushed cheeks.
This sight could kill him.
Just as he was about to come to your lips again, a knock sounded at the door. You instinctively ducked behind him, your heart hammering in your chest "Oops, sorry man!" The boy's voice echoed through the room, and with a snap, the door slammed shut.
A rush of adrenaline surged through you—not from what was happening, but the brief panic of being caught. It was ridiculous, but the sensation gripped you harder than you’d like to admit.
"Shit, I’ll lock it."
Biting your lip at the image of the man walking to the door and then to you. His lips swollen from kissing your body, the marks of nails on his chest, his messy hair, it was a perfect match.
"You know what, I'm rethinking the whole pant thing. Maybe I'll fuck you in 'em." Before he could finish, you cupped his face in both hands, stopping him in his tracks. His eyebrow quirked in interest, a silent question hanging in the air.
“I just remembered,” you said with a mischievous glint in your eyes. “A few minutes ago, you were, well... y'know. Right there.”
You both glanced toward the corner of the room, the absurdity of the situation hitting you at the same time. And, with a shared moment of clarity, laughter bubbled out of you, the tension briefly breaking.
"Right.'" He captured your mouth. Bangchan said, that familiar cocky smirk now full force. “I can fuck you anywhere,” he kissed you again, and then you lost your breath. "the backseat of my car," Again a kiss. "Any fucking place. But we can start here."
In a daze, you clung to each other like two animals. Every second you begged for air, he devoured your mouth more and more. His nimble hands fought against your pants. He wanted to touch you, to feel you.
Growling, he added. "Lift your hips for me."
You, overtaken by lust, quickly bent down on the table so that he could unbutton your pants and pull them all the way down, past your boots, which also reached down to the other side of the bedroom.
Bangchan held the back of your knees and marveled at the sight of your bare body. It was like a damn mirage. The skimpy pink panties were nothing, showing all your dampness. There was no trace of embarrassment on your face, just an unbridled urge to be taken by him.
Absorbed to your body, Bangchan held your neck with both of his hands, this time tilting your body backwards. With his own body, he splayed your legs with his free hand. Your intimacies were bare, your body bathed in the dim light streaming through the nearby window.
He captured your mouth and ran his fingers over the cloth. He squeezed his fingertips against your clit, making your clenched teeth grind together. Feeling his hand around your nape of the neck, the lack of oxygen in your lungs and the short circuit from the friction of his hand down there was electrical.
Bangchan wriggled over the fabric in slow, painful circular motions. He was excruciatingly hard inside the sweatpants. He wanted to take off and make a mess of you, but first he wanted to relish every second and push you to the limit.
"My God." Words slipped from your lips, preaching to the divine, as you felt yourself being ravished.
Bangchan stretched the fabric and stroked the core with his fingers, wetting them without caring. How he looked at you, how he looked at your tight pussy was erotic. The noises you made when he slid his fingers through your labia and then threatened to push in two fingers at the one time. It was the sensation near death. You could feel an orgasm coming gradually, in heavy, lusty waves.
If he didn't stop teasing you, you'd come too fast.
"Hang in there, baby." He brushed a finger across your lips, sliding them into your warm, wet mouth. Everything was intensified by the endearing pet name. You got proof that the rumors were true. "Spread for me... Like that." You raised your legs and placed your feet on the table, giving him a full view of your body.
You could feel the wetness everywhere. Bangchan took two fingers in your mouth and let you suck them like a piece of candy. Without taking your eyes off him for a second, you went along with it.
"Good girl."
And with the same fingers, he delved into you. His fingers in the precise curl, in the precise place that made you cry out. And if the music hadn't been deafening, everyone at the party would have heard you moaning under his fingers.
By sucking on your lower lip, he began a unique rhythm. According to the rhythm of your body snaking around him, Chan went harder and faster. Your lips opened impulsively, flowing under his. Wide-eyed, your face froze into an ethereal feature, fogged with bliss.
You took hold of his wrist, the hand in which he was thrusting into you, and forced him to go faster. You desperately wanted - needed - to reach the body-rattling orgasm. It was already becoming impossible to hide the screams that tore from your throat. He was just very skilled at doing it and left you craving more.
“Bangchan...” A pitying look on your face made him break out into a maniacal smirk. To hear his own name coming from your mouth was like a narcotic being shot into his veins. He wanted better, he wanted you to realize what you had done to him.
Letting go of your throat, which until then had been under his grasp, Bangchan got down on his knees and dived into your pussy. You groped your hand to stop yourself from bawling. Your raw nerves were on edge and any more stimulation would make you burst. But he was relentless. With his savvy tongue, he outlined movements on your clit, leaving your moistness to rub through his lips and all over your core.
“Shit, shit, shit...” You purred. Suddenly, holding onto the dark strands of the boy in front of you, bringing your body closer, provoking more friction. Bangchan took advantage of every second, kissing and suckling your vulnerable flesh, swirling around your core and tongue teasing your insides.
You were rolling on his face. Sweat trickled down your spine and temples. Incoherent utterances came from your lips as muffled moans tore from Bangchan's deep throat. That pain was building, growing in your stomach. Your body was moving in an illogical way and Bangchan had to place his palm on your lower stomach to keep you from moving.
And that's when, with his mouth still on your cunt, he pinched your clit, making you seize up. The orgasm struck you hard, spewing electric waves throughout your body, leaving you sluggish and weak. Bangchan kept hold of your body as you fell apart, an disembodied vision.
You cried out his name as you came and he made you swallow every single moan.
“Mmm, you're so fucking hot when you cum for me.”
You sat on the edge again, spreading Chan's arm muscles. Looking down, you caught yourself wondering at the sight of his hard cock framing the edge of his pants like a carving, too beautiful to just look at.
Your hands went down to the edge of the white sweatpants he was still wearing - quite unfair, given that you were only wearing a pair of panties that were now barely fit for anything. A cocky smile hung on the man's lips. He enjoyed it with his hands on the table as you took it off, gawping at the size of it. The girth. The form. It was surreal.
Bangchan was holding back. He'd dreamt of having your hands and mouth around his cock for a very long time. And now, you were there, stroking him back and forth, in a slow, excruciating rhythm. He could let you have a taste and get on your knees to him. He'd fuck your mouth so relentlessly that you'd never have another smart-ass word for him. You'd always remember that one moment.
But he was overwhelmed by the mirage of your body and the sounds it caused in you.
“Oh, fuck.” A guttural moan broke from his lips. With his mouth open, he looked at where you were fucking him, your soft hand stroking his length. It was too much. He wasn't going to last. “I need you to stop.”
“Why?”
Chan squeezed your thighs together, hating himself for not feeling your touch where he needed it most.
“As much as I want you on your knees for me, I really need to fuck you.”
You chewed your lip, sensing the heat coming back to your face and your core. "Save that pretty little mouth for next time. Yeah?"
Next time. The phrase lingered in your head, leaving you with a queasy feeling in your gut.
With one hand, he spread your legs and held your leg up high enough for him to have the reach he needed to make you come a second time. That was his trick. He knew what he was doing too well, and you loathed him for it.
“Chan...” You whimpered. He grunted and brought your bodies together. He held the shaft of his own cock and stroked it for a few seconds before brushing the tip against your slit. You gasped for air at the feeling. "Please. Chan." You pleaded, searching his eyes. It was too much of a torture and you wouldn't be able to bear it if he wasn't fast.
“Fuck, don't do it like that...” He whined, still thrusting into your hole with his own cock. “Fucking Christ.” Your wetness made him slide between the clit and the slit. Your eyes went wide, collapsing. Meanwhile, Chan was glued to the point where you connected.
Slowly, he slipped in. A moan in unison reverberated almost in praise.
He knew it wouldn't last long. Being deep inside you was driving him insane. You were making him slip, making the movements clumsy but so delicious. Bangchan pressed down on your calf, pinning it to his chest. You leaned over, holding onto his shoulder. The sight was like a fucking movie scene.
You entwined as one.
Bangchan took his time to lengthen his movements, first because he could feel every inch of your pussy swallow him up. It was so fucking good. He nibbled his lip tightly, gliding in a little more, causing you to whimper.
“Faster.” Pleas burst from your ruined lips.
“Fuuuuck.” Bangchan upped the pace, a frantic and luscious back and forth. “You're fuckin' surreal.”
He could have been saying anything, but your brain was thawing, your body morphing. Being stuffed until his balls hit your skin was opulent. Their bodies met halfway, each moving as fast as possible to get themselves there. Bangchan had to hold onto the table to avoid a hole in the wall. The furniture kept bouncing in line with your bodies.
The rapturous feeling fills you and takes you to the edge. What was left of the room was a mess of panting and skin on skin. Your hips rode the width of him. He was falling to pieces little by little, feeling his body combust.
From the way his veins seemed more prominent and thicker, his neck stiff, his sweat accentuating his smooth skin, you could tell. You rocked your body vigorously back and forth, giving him deep, dry thrusts. Bangchan then reached a point set aside to take you to heaven.
When the groans dared escape your lips, he devoured them, one by one, eating up the pleas, his name coming out of your mouth like a holy prayer that only he would hear. That was enough time for your body to succumb to the fierce orgasm and for Bangchan to pull out, thrusting with his own hand and letting go on your sweat-damp stomach.
You were still hanging on to his shoulder, trying to find your feet. Both panting and with your eyes closed, you seemed to recover some consciousness. His eyes were still clouded with desire, in a hue you had never yet witnessed.
“Well,” you said between chuckles. “I think you've just proved your point.”
Bangchan laughed and then helped you up from the desk. Your clothes were scattered around the room, your boots under a stranger's bed. You cleaned up and dressed. Make-up was intact, but your hair was a tangled mess. He watched from the corner of his eye as he put on his own underwear.
After a brief fix in the mirror, you turned around a little awkwardly, as if he hadn't just given you the best sex of your entire life.
“So, I'm going out first... Just in case... You know, anyone sees me.”
In fairness, he was quite taken aback. He hadn’t expected what had just happened to mean anything to you, but there was a part of him—just a sliver—that hoped it might shift your perspective. The realization stung his pride, but he masked it, keeping the quiet frustration buried deep inside.
"Yeah. Whatever."
You shot him a glance, your expression unreadable. "All right. Well, I guess... that’s it. I’ll see you around."
Your smile was soft, but there was an undertone of something more—a knot in your chest that wouldn’t let go. He nodded, his face as impassive as ever, his eyes giving nothing away.
With a soft exhale, you closed the door behind you and leaned against it, eyes squeezed shut.
What the fuck had you just done?
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