#im so so sorry this is so long i just have so much to say

[g4yforethan]

urge!!!

pairing: art donaldson x male!reader

summary: after an intense workout, a trip in the sauna leaves reader and art alone and enchanted by each other

warnings: cursing, smut, top!art, bottom!reader

a/n: it's been sooo long since i've done this so my apologizes for any typos or shit like that lol

the sun was hitting your skin as sweat dripped down your face and neck. you had been training for hours with art who wouldn't stop until you had beat him in a round of tennis. "come on y/n! you can do it!" he said as he served the ball and hit it towards you. you tried and tried until you basically collapsed to the floor of fatigue and weakness. art came running over with a towel and water. "there there y/n. it's okay i'm here. sorry for overdoing you but i just feel like you have so much potential i gotta work it out of you." yeah or you could fuck it out of me. a thought that entered and quickly exited your head. you got up and sat down in the shade. "i know you mean well art but i just feel so tired and overwhelmed by today. i'm throwing in the fucking towel." art laughed and sat down next to you. "yeah that's fine y/n. we all need our rest every now and then. hey how about we head into the sauna to relax and just clear our heads huh? that'll make you feel better?" he said as he massaged your back.

you nodded your head as the two of you walked towards the sauna. you turned away to remove your clothes but turned the other way to look at art as he took off his clothes and reveal his long and thick cock and muscular ass. you turned back out of respect and guilt and took a towel and put it around your waist. you entered the sauna and sat next to art who laid his head back and had his eyes closed. "hey art are you asleep?" you put your hand on his shoulder. he put his hand on yours and opened his eyes locking his with yours. "no i'm just resting my eyes. why what's up?" he replied. "oh nothing i just. i just wanted to say thank you for everything and for sticking by me. i know i can be a handful." the two of you laughed as you got closer to each other. "yeah of course y/n. you're special. something in you. the drive, strength, the talent. you have it all. just stay with me and i can make you so much better." the tension was strong. the room thickened with steam as hot water dripped down your face. you looked at art with desire and so did he. you got closer and grabbed his face and locked lips with him.

you moaned as his tongue entered your mouth and the both of you struggled to catch a breath. you opened your eyes and felt embarrassed by your actions. "im sorry. i shouldn't have done that. it was- it was wrong i'll go-" you were interrupted by art as he grabbed your body and put you on his lap. "art what the fuck are you doing?" you were shocked by him. "y/n i've always wanted a moment like this. just us two. together. showing how much we want each other. that's all." he said as he reached his hands down and massaged your ass. you began kissing him again and removed your towel and started grinding on his crotch. he moaned and removed his towel as well. "fuck. can i put in?" he asked as you nodded your head. he slowly entered your hole as you softly began to ride him. his cock was thick and filled you perfectly. you placed your hands around his shoulders as he gripped your waist and ass bouncing you up and down.

"fuck yeah y/n. your hole feels so fucking good." art said as he rammed his dick inside you. "fuck. fuck me just like that art." he fucked you like he has been waiting to for years. you suggested a new position and art was eager for what you had in mind. you laid on your back and lifted your legs art quickly re-entered you. you felt his dick stimulate your g-spot as the sensation overfilled your body. your rolled your eyes back as art placed his hand on your neck. "fuck your face looks so hot while i fuck you." art said. as he fucked you, he sucked on your cock to pleasure you more. "ugh fuck fuck art im gonna cum." he smiled as he continued sucking your dick. you gripped his ass as he continued pounding your hole. you came in his mouth as he came in your hole. the session left the both of you out of breath as you both laid on the floor. "haha so did i teach you anything today?" art said as he smiled at you. "yeah you taught me how to give someone the best orgasm ever." you both laughed as you kissed his lips. "well then i'm proud you learned something at least."

[littlefireball]

Can I request something similar to YS|Oops

So pretty much same scenario but instead all of Ateez walks in on Yeosang ×reader right whe she starts squirting and they join in taking turns making her squirt and watch yeosang send her into sub space? And if your comfortable with it while in subspace she gets so much pleasure she starts to let go of her bladder? Etc?

~🐈‍⬛

haha actually im writing pt.2 as there are so many requests on wattpad 🤣i supposed to update yesterday but it took too long 🥹 it was my first time yo write OT8 and ot was quite hard😂i tried my best to write it better ahh but sorry i don't write pee/bladder

OT8|Oops! Pt.2 Sharing is caring (M)

Part 1 YS|Oops! is here

Long Smut|Protected sex|Fingering|Face sitting|Face fucking|Oral|Breast play|Overstimulation|Hair pulling|Choking|Rough Jongho|Threesome|Double penetration|Mingi has sir kink|Spanking|Use of sex toy|Sleepy sex|Dom yeosang|Sub reader|

“What? Wanna join us?" Yeosang's face wears an evil smirk. His face twisted into an evil smirk as he exposes you to the group without a care. Oh, because he knows, he knows you have this kink or even want to try something new but you never told him. It's just that he noticed it himself.

You couldn't help but let out a moan as he thrust deeply. Trying to stifle your sounds, you locked eyes with the stunned onlookers. They were unable to tear their gaze away from the sight of Yeosang moving in and out, and your body responding in kind.

“See, babe, they all want you.”

“What…oh fuck Sangie~” Your words are abruptly silenced by Yeosang's forceful thrust, plunging you into the depths of pleasure. You're on the brink of climax. You can't help but let out a loud moan - it's just a habit of yours.

"Ah~ah~" "Do you want to come, babe?" You arch your back as he intensifies his movements. A rush of ecstasy courses through your entire body, from head to toe. With your eyes shut tight, you can hear the rest of ATEEZ murmuring and cursing, especially San. Every time you call out 'Sangie', his cock twitches and stiffens even more due to your mispronunciation.

"Fuck, Sangie, please…" "What?" Yeosang looks at them all with a wicked grin, noticing they're all fully aroused now. They can't tear their eyes away from you.

It must be quite a sight to witness how intensely you climax.

Yeosang buries his face in the crook of your neck, picking up the pace to reach his peak. He thrusts rapidly, the sound of skin slapping echoing through the room, driving them all towards their climax.

Shit,shit,shit. Your moans are so gratifying, and they can't resist any longer. They NEED to have you, NOW.

"Sangie… Sang… ah fuckkkk!!" You squirt forcefully onto his cock, giving Yeosang endless pleasure as the warmth and wetness envelop him. "Fuck…" He also comes, filling the condom after a few more thrusts.

"You did amazing, baby. You squirted," he says, intentionally provoking jealousy and desire from the others. After all, sharing is caring.

Yeosang unlocks your handcuffs and hands them to Wooyoung after pulling out. Swallowing hard, Wooyoung takes the handcuffs back, his eyes still fixated on your chest rising and falling with each pant.

“Don't you want to taste her?” A gasp escapes Wooyoung as he considers the idea of indulging in a sweet and delicious experience. His mind is filled with erotic fantasies as he imagines the intimate act of pleasuring you—he is eating you out while you are sitting on his face, growling messily and creaming his face with your —

“Yah, fuck you man.” Wooyoung bursts out, rolling his eyes at the back. Oh my, no one expects he is so bold to ask to eat you out.

“How about you, Y/N?” Yeosang asks. Blushing, you are taken aback by his question and his perceptiveness. “You want it, don't you? I know you always want to try something new~” Seeing your silence, Yeosang leans down and whispers in your ears.

“I…yeosang…” You have no idea why he knows this secret but feel sorry for him. “It’s okay, baby.” He drops a kiss on your forehead. “Go help my buddy, hm? But of course you can say no.” “I'm okay.” With a smile on your lips, yeosang pecks at you once again before walking to the chair.

"Don't hurt her. "Yah, just watch me eat your girlfriend out.” As Wooyoung approaches you with a mischievous smirk, his gaze lingering on your enticing form, your heart races with anticipation.

“Sit on my face, y/n.” Startled, you stare at his lustful gaze without knowing how to do it. Even you have never sat on yeosang’s face.

“Don't be intense, y/n. It feels good.”With Wooyoung lying back on the sofa, he guides you to straddle his face, offering support and comfort. “Relax, I’m holding you.” As you settle into position, his hands caress your thighs and squeeze your buttocks, eliciting a shy moan from your lips.

“So sensitive.” Mingi and the others watch intently, their eyes fixed on your every move. The atmosphere is charged with excitement, and your body responds with a rush of heat and a quickened heartbeat.

“Fuck her with me, San. Don’t you want her too?""Shit.” San murmurs as wooyoung voices his mind. His member has been arching for a while when he sees you and yeosang having sex.

“Can you take both of us?” San asks softly as he lifts your chin. “Yes, please.” You nod with a murmur.

“Good.”As San unbuckles his belt and takes hold of your hair, guiding himself into your mouth, Wooyoung pulls you closer, his lips seeking yours. The sensations overwhelm you as you navigate the dual stimulation, feeling a mix of pleasure and intensity.

“Oh fuck!” San couldn't resist the urge to lean his head back and let out a deep moan as your warmth enveloped him in pure pleasure. With each deep thrust, he felt a shiver run down his spine from the touch of your tongues. It is a challenge to handle two men at once, but Wooyoung's skilled tongue explored every inch, licking up the juices and focusing on your most sensitive spot.

The room fills with moans and sighs as the three of you become entwined in a passionate embrace, each touch and kiss igniting a fire within. Despite the challenge of accommodating both men, you find yourself lost in the moment, surrendering to the shared ecstasy of the experience.

“Fuck, you feel too good.” As San withdraws slightly, leaving just the tip in your mouth before thrusting deeply, reaching the back of your throat, a loud moan escapes his lips as he quickened his pace. You struggle to contain the swirling sensation in your stomach as you try your best to accommodate his length.

Your body sways in rhythm with San's movements, causing your clit to brush against Wooyoung's lips. A surge of pleasure travels from your core to your entire body, urging you to bounce with more intensity. His tongue continues to swirl, savoring the juices that flow endlessly from you, delving deep inside with each provocative sucking sound, leaving you dizzy with desire.

"Damn…oh god…" The moans and curses blend together, making it impossible to distinguish who is making which sound as your mind struggles to keep up. All you can focus on are the gasps of pleasure from the men and the slick sounds of skin meeting skin.

The overwhelming sensations from both your lower core and mouth push you towards a state of chaos, heightened by the erotic symphony that echoes in your ears.

“I'm cumming.” With a few more powerful thrusts, San releases his essence into your mouth and pulls away, a thin line of saliva connecting the two of you, trailing down to your chin. “Wow, you look stunning.” Your moans intensify as wooyoung suddenly plunges deep and fast, his tongue adding to the sensation, bringing you closer to the edge.

“Oh my god!” You bounce even harder, chasing that peak, and wooyoung responds to your urgency, licking and sucking with fervor while giving you a firm spank. “Oh my goodness!” You climax on wooyoung’s face, breathing heavily as exhaustion washes over you.

“You did so well.” San gently pats your head, a smile playing on his lips. “Spit it out.” He hands you a cup, and you comply, letting the white liquid dribble from the corner of your mouth. “Damn.” He tenderly strokes your pink lips with his thumb, wiping away the remnants of his release. “Suck it.” You part your lips slightly, following his command, sucking on his finger.

He can feel the sensation of your tongue circling around his fingertip, causing him to utter a soft "Good girl." Your laughter fills the air as you release his finger with a gentle pop, earning a smirk from him in return.

"Now, it's my turn. You take too long," Wooyoung whimpers, pulling you down to sit on his thighs.

"Hey, use protection!" Yeosang interjects, tossing a condom to Wooyoung as he unties his pants.

"Yah! I know!"

"Ready to make you lose your mind," Wooyoung's face contorts into a mischievous smirk, a look usually reserved for the stage. He looks incredibly attractive.

"Ride me, y/n," he instructs after rolling the condom onto his hardened shaft. "Oh, yes, that feels amazing." A wave of pleasure washes over you as you sink down onto him, both of you unable to contain your moans of pleasure.

As exhaustion starts to set in, your legs weaken, almost causing you to fall onto Wooyoung's chest. "Feeling tired?" Wooyoung grips your waist and delivers a deep thrust.

"Oh, fuck!" Gasps and moans escape your lips, your throat feeling tight as the intense sensations in your lower body overwhelm your senses, making it hard to breathe. His movements become more vigorous, your nails digging into his chest, a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through him.

With your eyes tightly shut, you are unaware of the others, focusing on sitting up straight. They watch in awe as your chest, adorned with Yeosang's bite marks, trembles. "It's indeed soft," Yeosang remarks, causing you to blush and bite your lip as memories of his playful touches flood your mind.

"She must be craving something exquisite," Yeosang muses, unaware of Jongho's approach as you shut your eyes. A sudden cold touch on your chest makes you squirm, feeling the gentle movement of someone's fingertip.

"She's sensitive, isn't she?" Jongho's deep voice resonates in your ears, causing you to hum and tighten your grip on Wooyoung's cock in response.

“Let's see if our maknae knows where her trigger is.” As Jongho leans down to drop a kiss on your chest, you feel a ball of saliva swallow down your throat. Wrapping your arm around his head, you pull him closer, savoring the sensation of his tongue on your skin. He wastes no time in sucking hard on your nipples, his wet mouth leaving a trail of heat that ignites your senses.

His kisses are intense, his tongue exploring every inch of your body, sending shivers down your spine. "Oh my…" you moan as Wooyoung moves faster inside you, his cock twitching with each thrust. Jongho's wet kisses leave a mark on your breast, neck, and jaw, driving you to the edge of pleasure.

"I'm about to cum," Wooyoung groans, his movements becoming more urgent as he reaches his peak. You climax with him, the warmth of his release sending you over the edge. They both groan in satisfaction as your juices drip onto Wooyoung and the sofa, a testament to the pleasure they've given you.

As Jongho releases your chest, you whimper, but he quickly moves behind you, pressing his muscular chest against your wet back. "Don't rush," he whispers, guiding you down onto his cock, filling you once again. Resting your head on his shoulder, he moves with a steady rhythm, his hands exploring every part of your body with care and precision.

"Show us how you're going to please her, Hojong," Wooyoung commands, watching with anticipation as Jongho takes control. Despite your exhaustion, the thrill of being exposed to all of them keeps you on edge. Jongho's hands grip your ass, guiding your movements as he thrusts into you, his touch sending waves of pleasure through your body.

He caresses the inside of your thighs, his other hand kneading your chest, his movements calculated to drive you wild. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and their groans as they all lock eyes on your soaked clit and jongho’s cock moving in and out of your cunt, a symphony of pleasure that leaves you breathless and wanting more.

“Wanna be rough?” Jongho's warm breath tickles your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "Please," you whisper, his right hand tightening around your neck while his left hand secures your arms behind your back. With each intense and deep thrust, a muffled sound escapes your lips, unable to scream.

As the sensation of suffocation grips you, black spots dance before your eyes. The pain in your neck mixes with the overwhelming pleasure pulsing through your body, blurring your consciousness.

Beneath you, the movements are anything but gentle, driving you to the brink of ecstasy. Multiple orgasms leave you drained, but Jongho shows no mercy. There is no respite, only relentless thrusts that delve into the core of your being. Your stifled cries morph into choked sobs as he releases his grip on your neck.

“Jong─” "Do you dare to moan out his name, y/n?” Yeosang's warning jolts you, causing you to halt mid-sentence, much to the surprise of the others. "I…I'm sorry," you stammer, sensing Jongho's mischievous delight in the situation as he releases a wicked chuckle. Known for his love of teasing, it's no wonder he's reveling in this moment.

"Remember not to say my name, hm?" Jongho's warning is cut short as he abruptly pushes you down, forcing you onto all fours. The suddenness of his actions elicits a string of expletives from you as he thrusts into you with unrelenting force, hitting your deepest depths without an ounce of mercy or tenderness.

The mix of pain and numbness sends shivers down your spine, as Jongho grips your hair tightly and continues his primal onslaught. Gasping for air, the intensity of the sensations overwhelms you, causing a blend of pleasure and agony that leaves you on the brink of losing control.

Tears stream down your face, your moans now intermingled with sobs as the overwhelming sensations render you speechless, reduced to incoherent sounds of ecstasy and torment.

“Slow…slow…down…please…ah fuck!!”

“What did you say?I can’t hear.”

“Hm…please jo─…"

"Say my name or I won't stop," he demands. Yeosang’s eyes fixed on you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. You bite your lip, resisting the urge to comply, knowing the consequences if you give in. A reminder of his past roughness when you challenged him.

Suddenly, Jongho's hand connects with your buttocks, leaving a stinging mark and snapping you back to the present. "Moan for me," he commands, his voice a potent trigger that compels you to obey. Your moan fills the room, drawing a dark look of jealousy from Yeosang, who knows you only heed Jongho's words.

Jongho's thrusts quicken, his movements erratic as he nears climax. With a powerful thrust, he buries himself fully inside you, eliciting a gasp and a wide-mouth of pleasure from you. His hand finds your clit, expertly teasing and pressing, pushing you to the edge. "Please, I… I…" you plead, the sensations overwhelming you.

"Do you want to cum?" Jongho's touch on your clit ignites a fire within you, coiling tight in your stomach. "Look at your jealous boyfriend," he taunts, knowing Yeosang's eyes are fixed on the scene. The impending punishment for your disobedience hangs heavy in the air.

“Cum, y/n.” As Jongho relentlessly pushes you to your limit, you struggle to hold on.“Gosh!” With a final, powerful thrust, you reached a peak, wetting jongho’s cock and causing Jongho to release with a gasp of pleasure.

Collapsing onto the sofa, you are overcome with exhaustion, unable to even sit up straight. "I need to take a bath," Jongho says and withdraws from you before heading to the bathroom.

Before you could react, you were enveloped in a warm embrace. Yeosang, his eyes now filled with tenderness, pulled you close. "Are you alright, my love?" he asked softly, his earlier anger seemingly a distant memory. You nodded wearily, resting your head on his shoulder.

"You did well, my love. But it seems that someone has broken the rules," he says, his words causing your eyes to widen in surprise. Before you could offer an explanation, he silences you with a finger on your lips.

"Let me see if you require punishment." Beneath his angelic facade, you sense a hint of malevolence.

With effortless grace, he scoops you up in his arms. "Would you like to try something new, my darling?" he inquiries, before placing you on the lap of Mingi, who sits half-naked on the massage chair. Mingi's large frame and impressive endowment set him apart from the others.

"You may only moan my name, understood?" he instructed, planting a gentle kiss on your temple before moving towards the sofa. "Yes, sir," you obediently replied, causing Mingi to whimper with desire. His alpha instincts were on the brink─he yearned to take you so fiercely that you would beg for mercy.

"Are you ready for me?" Mingi lifted your chin with his strong hand, locking eyes with your gaze filled with lust. "Yes," you murmured as he traced your lips with his finger.

Lifting you with a firm grip on your thighs, Mingi guides you down onto his impressive length. The size difference makes it a challenge for you to accommodate him, his girth filling you completely.

A gasp escapes your lips as your breath quickens. Mingi is just as sensitive as you, his member responding to every subtle movement.

"Are you alright?" "Yes…yes…" You weakly nod, trembling as you begin to move. Gripping his neck, you lean in to watch as he enters and exits your core, unable to take him in fully.

"Are you adjusting well?" Unbeknownst to you, Yunho has moved behind you, his gentle touch sending shivers down your spine.

"She's doing her best," Mingi smirks, enjoying the sight of your reactions. "Then you should assist her," Yunho suggests, pressing the 'down' button on the chair, causing it to recline slowly.

"Hmm…" Mingi's thrusts grow deeper, causing your toes to curl. Pressed against Mingi's chest by Yunho, a kiss on your neck is followed by a soft whisper, "Can you handle both of us at once?"

"I…I…I can, please," you stammer, surprised by your newfound confidence. Burying your face in Mingi's neck, Yunho joins in, sliding his length into the same entrance.

"Oh god! You're so tight!" Yunho groans at the sensation of your walls squeezing his sizable member. His length is even longer and thicker, intensifying the pleasure for all involved. Holding himself up with both hands, he pushes in a little and pulls out until only the tip is inside. Mingi, also, gently thrusts upward.

The intense friction between their bodies sends waves of unprecedented pleasure coursing through all three of you, eliciting messy moans that fill the air with a heady blend of scents and passion. As they thrust rhythmically, the sensation of double penetration overwhelms you. With each withdrawal and thrust, the intensity builds, driving you to the brink of release.

Struggling to contain your moans and cries, your mind is consumed by the chaos of pleasure. Their groans mingle with yours, their hands caressing your body, igniting a fiery heat within you that threatens to consume you. As Mingi's movements grow more urgent, you cling to him, nails digging into his skin, a mix of pain and pleasure fueling his desire to push you both to new heights.

In the heat of the moment, as Yunho matches Mingi's pace, the tightness in your bodies builds, signaling the impending release. The overwhelming sensations drive you to the edge, your moans turning to desperate cries as you teeter on the brink of climax.

"S-Sir," you gasp, knowing Mingi's weakness for the title, feeling his response in the arch of his body. With a plea for release, you surrender to the intensity of the moment, urging them on as you reach the peak of pleasure. Finally, as they both find their release, the culmination of your shared passion pushes you to reach the climax.

The knot in your stomach breaks as they pull out of you. “That’s incredible.” Yunho whispers, caressing your head as a comfort. Mingi wants to stand up but you collapse on him with your legs just like jelly, almost unable to support your body.

“Hey yeosang, your girlfriend almost passes out.” Yeosang laughs as he picks you up, whispering in your ears, “Baby, you are so good for us. Let’s clean up first, hm?” You nod, having no energy to say a word.

The warm water cascading down on your tired body felt like a soothing balm, washing away the physical and emotional exhaustion that had consumed you moments ago. Yeosang’s touch is gentle yet firm, a silent reassurance that he is there for you, that he cares for you deeply.

Lifting your chin, he places a kiss on your lips. “Are you okay now?” As you slowly regain your strength, you respond to him with a smile, “Yah.” “You’re so amazing, babe. But you still have two guests.” Oh yes…Hongjoong and Seonghwa…you remember they return to their room after yeosang picks you up to the bathroom.

“They have a surprise for you.”

Once you are clean and refreshed, Yeosang wraps a soft towel around you and leads you back to the bedroom. You can’t see anything as they turn off the light, only hearing a metal colliding sound.

“Oh here you are, y/n.” Seonghwa's voice makes you shocked a little bit as his hands reach down to hold yours.

Click The sound of the handcuffs locking your hands echoes, the cold touch of the metal makes you realize that you're handcuffed.

“You guys are watching fifty shades of grey, right?” Not knowing when Hongjoong moves behind you, he gently removes the towel and begins to caress your clit.

You tilt your head back, resting it on his shoulder, as you feel his fingers exploring your sensitive areas with a firm touch.

Suddenly, a warm, wet sensation envelops your clit, causing you to arch your back and press closer to Hongjoong.

"Feel good?" Seonghwa whispers, burying his face in your lower body and planting soft kisses along the way. The desire within you ignites once more, despite your exhaustion, as if your cravings have never been fully satisfied.

Seonghwa's movements become more intense and rapid, his long tongue delving into your core, expertly licking and sucking on your most sensitive spot.

Your hands find their way to his head, urging him to delve deeper and provide you with even more pleasure.

A sharp spank brings you back to reality, the force behind it causing you to cry out in surprise.

"You have a good pussy," Hongjoong remarks, delivering another firm spank that leaves a mark on your tender skin.

Each time his hand connects with your ass, the impact causes a delightful bounce that Hongjoong clearly enjoys.

Soon, your screaming is cut off by a kiss. Yeosang grabs your chin to give a passionate kiss, claiming you are his, only his.

You yield to his advances, allowing him to take the lead as his movement grows more urgent, more possessive.

Every time hongjong spanks you, you let out a whine and each vocalization causes vibrations that drive Yeosang closer to losing control.

He needs you to moan louder.

Parting your lips, Yeosang releases your chin. "Gotta play something," he says before disappearing into the darkness.

"Ha…ha!" You barely had time to process his departure before Hongjoong spanked you again. "How can you be so easily distracted?" you stammered. "I… I'm sorry."

"Don't be too hard on her, Hongjoong," Seonghwa interjected softly. But then, without warning, he plunges his tongue and fingers into your wet pussy, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from you.

"Oh, fuck!" you exclaim. Yeosang returns just as you are getting lost in the moment. You can’t see what he handed Seonghwa, but the sound of it brings you back to reality.

"Can you handle this?" Seonghwa asks as he sets the vibrator to its highest setting. The vibrating sound makes you swallow nervously.

"Yes, please… Hiss!" Before you can finish your sentence, he places the vibrator on your clit. The intense vibration sends numbness through your body, causing you to instinctively close your thighs.

"Open wide," Seonghwa commands. "Sorry, sorry… Fuck!" You moan as he moves the vibrator up and down and even gives a hard press. You can feel the tightness creeping up your cunt as you are going to climax.

Your body is totally in a mess, every small movement brings you to the edge.

“It’s time to take mine, girl.” Hongjoong voice is a little bit higher than others but still full with lust and desire. He steps forward as his cock presses against your ass, rubbing your entrance as if teasing you. “Ready?” Grabbing your shoulder, hongjoong enters your other hole in one go, making you scream as a new sensation washes over your body.

“Oh my god, so tight!” Hongjoong pumps into you with all his might, colliding your soft flesh and sending shivers throughout your body, like electricity coursing through your veins. Your lower core is pushing forward from hongjoong’s movement and Seonghwa’s tongue thrusts even deeper. His warm breath falls on your soaked clit, combined with the sucking sound, making you crave more.

Seonghwa suddenly takes out the vibrator and puts it on your clit again, repeating it as if never tired to tease you. “Want more?” “Yes, please.” As Seonghwa is going to push the vibrator into your cunt, yeosang stops him.

“You can say more dirty things, can you?”

“I want more, please.”

“You know I don’t only want this, darling.”

“Please, I want the vibrator deep inside me.”

“Oh?Only vibrator is enough?” Hongjoong thrusts so hard in a sudden, and you

almost burst out his name but you stop immediately.

“No, no, sir. Please, give me more, all of them.” All your rational flies away as taking control by these three men make you slip into a subspace.

“Good girls can get rewards, can you be good for us?” Yeosang thrusts his fingers into your wet pussy, thrust with every word.

“Yes…!Yes..!Please, sir!”

“But who breaks the rule?”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“She’s just too excited.” Hongjoong smirks as he pulls your hair back, causing you to arch in a provocative position. With a sharp, intense thrust, he inadvertently hits your G-spot, eliciting a whimper of overstimulation from you. His smile widens as he repeats the motion, hitting the same sensitive spot once more.

The impact of his balls against your ass cheek adds an extra layer of sensation for both of you, the sound of skin meeting skin echoing in the room alongside your desperate pleas and moans, drawing groans of approval from the other men present.

"Cum, my doll, you're almost there," Hongjoong murmurs, his lips leaving a trail of wet kisses down your neck. The vibrator, now in place of Yeosang's fingers, delves deep into your core, making your legs tremble from pleasure.

"Such a beautiful mess you make when you come," Yeosang's voice is a seductive whisper in your ear, his words pushing you closer to the edge.

Unable to resist any longer, you clench tightly around Hongjoong's cock with your backside and climax, the vibrator aiding in your release. As you reach your peak, Hongjoong follows suit, finding his own release as he thrusts one final time.

“Girl, what's your word?” “Green…green…” “Right.” Yeosang guides you to the bed, where you sink into the soft sheets, feeling utterly drained.

“Please, sir. I can't take it anymore.”

“Yes, you can. Just one more, hm?”

“You can take it.” He murmurs, leaving a kiss on your temple.

“Just let us take the lead, babe.” As you struggle to keep your eyes open, the gentle touch against your back threatens to lull you into a deep slumber.

Your hands are held firmly above your head by Hongjoong, while Seonghwa effortlessly lifts your thighs, leaving your lower body suspended in the air.

"How hard do you want to be fucked tonight? Answer me, Y/N." Seonghwa asks with a deep voice.

"Just use me as your own fuck doll, please," As drowsiness overtakes you, any sense of inhibition fades away, and your awareness becomes hazy.

“As you wish, doll.” Seonghwa plunges into the depths without warning, causing you to arch your back and gasp for air. Your legs tremble as he begins to move, the slickness of your arousal allowing for a seamless rhythm. "Ah…hm…" You whimper at the cool touch on your chest, Yeosang cupping your breast, his fingers teasing your nipples as he peppered your cheek with kisses.

“Follow me, hyung.”

Yeosang and Hongjoong playfully toy with your nipple, their tongues sending shivers down your spine as Seonghwa continues his gentle thrusts. "See, it's easy to excite her." With a soft hum, those were the last words you heard before succumbing to exhaustion.

—--

You awaken to find that the night has passed and your lover has still not returned from their commitments. The prolonged period of love making has left your body stiff and achy, causing you to tremble as you move about.

"Ahh~~when will you return, Sangie?" you lament softly, seeking solace in the fabric of his t-shirt that adorns your form. The absence of his embrace, his tender caresses, and his reassuring presence leaves you feeling bereft. It is a rare vulnerability that only Yeosang is privy to, the aftermath of your intimate moments together.

The creak of the door interrupts your reverie, prompting you to hasten towards the entrance despite the discomfort in your limbs.

"We're back y/n," yeosang announces, and you cannot contain your joy as you throw yourself into his arms, clinging to him like a koala as he enfolds you in a protective embrace.

However, his attention is soon drawn to a detail that escapes your notice. "Hey, babe, are you not wearing a bra?" he queries, his gaze lingering on your attire.

It dawns on you that you are in Ateez's dorm, not the privacy of your own home. The realization that you are clad in Yeosang's oversized t-shirt hits you, the loose fabric prone to slipping and revealing more than intended.

As you stand before them, a sense of longing and desire emanates from your being, reminiscent of the passion that had been witnessed the day before.

It becomes apparent that they have noticed you are wearing nothing beneath the t-shirt, igniting a spark of mischief and intrigue in their eyes.

“Baby, you want round two?”

Oops…

Word count: 5K

[egophiliac]

#i feel you op i also started initially to read the stories but got busy grinding for events instead 😭 #i also haven't read any of the events not even madguy bc i feel like im gonna miss a lot of context i feel sorry for my boys #although I've recently caught up to ch7 and it made me a stornger more brainrotted madguy fan than before #ppl said it's gonna get more insane later on and im nervous #but so far. the stories are GOOD i highly recommend reading it if you're able to #it's just kamen rider but with extra steps #also to assuage your fear (i hope?) i heard from the grapevines that the change to leon is minimal you can easily miss it (via @chipsncookies)

YES I feel a lot better knowing other people are in the same boat as me! :') as someone who only plays games very casually, the events are fun (and have been a good excuse to get those support stories on characters I was kinda ignoring) but SO distracting -- and they have a connected overarching narrative of their own (make sure you read them in order when you get to them!) so I don't want to skip any. which I guess is to say that my problem is that I'm enjoying the writing too much! how dare they.

overall it definitely has that Kamen Rider tone and feeling I was hoping for and I am VERY pleased with it! I do kinda miss the kitbashy monsters, though otherwise it's basically just Rider But With More Random Scenes of Characters Being Ridiculous At Each Other and that is exactly what I was after. (also exquisite taste, Mad Guys are best guys 🤝)

and as long as I still haven't gotten to episode 13 and can therefore continue to be hilariously naive, let me just say that I know what I'm dreaming of for Leon. he deserves it.

...although I do think it would be VERY funny if they made that whole big "WE WILL BE UPDATING LEON'S SPRITES TO REFLECT STORY CHANGES!!!!" announcement and then it turns out that they just like. hue-shifted his eye color slightly to the right or something. it's not even a big story beat, Leon just decided to try out some color contacts, maybe comb his hair back a little, and we don't have the heart to tell him to stop. :(

[johnnieguilbertsgirlfriend]

heyy! could you write some fluff with hamzah? maybe like they’re moving in together or whatever you’d like just very fluffy and cute

next to you - hamzahthefantastic x reader

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CONTAINS: just short fluff

WC: 551 (short)

story below the cut

the first few months of your relationship with hamzah were spent over facetime. even though you both lived in canada, ottowa and toronto were different places. the first time you met him, you chose to take a flight over. after your week long visit, it was already time to fly back, which brings you to where you are now. when you were laying on your bed, bored as ever. it's almost like your boyfriend had a telepathic connection, because you saw the screen of your phone light up.

one of the things you love about him is that he would call you a lot, unlike your past relationships. even if they were really short because he was busy, he still wanted to hear you.

“i miss your face so so much”

“you’re looking at it right now”

“you know what i mean. why do you have to be so far away from meee? it's been like 2 months since i saw you” he whines, pouting like a sad toddler.

“come move in with me.”

“ha ha, very funny.”

“no, i’m serious.”

your mind wanders for a second. are you going to do it? there’s nothing really holding you back in ottowa except for your job, but you could always try and find another one. it would actually be great for you because you didn't have to buy any new furniture or anything.

“are you sure? the last thing i would want to do is bother you”

“my apartment can fit two of us, i’m ready for it if you are.”

you pause before responding,

“okay, let’s do it.”

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you were walking through the arrivals gate, scanning the sea of faces, searching for the one you had missed so much. after a couple people moved, you could see hamzah come into view. he was there, standing with a smile and a bouquet of your favorite flowers. your heart leaped, almost like a movie scene. you rushed foward, throwing your arms around him.

"welcome home baby," hamzah whispers in your ear, holding you tighter while you smile against his shirt, taking in his cologne.

"i'm so happy i get to stay this time!"

the two of you share a brief kiss before he takes your luggage, and head out to his car. the 30 minute drive felt like nothing because you had missed each other so much. he held a hand to your thigh while you talked about doing all the things you missed last time you came to ottowa. you arrived at his apartment, unpacking your things. there were some clothes, skincare, makeup, and a few other things since you weren't allowed to take much. your lives started so slowly blend together in the shared space. it was all so relieving that you were really with him.

opening the door to his balcony, you look out to the skyline while resting your arms on the fence. as you thought about the future, hamzah came outside, walking up to you.

"this is perfect"

"i'm glad you think so," he says grabbing your hands,

"and i can't wait for everything we'll do together."

"everything's great as long as you're next to me."

he places your hands on his shoulders as he puts around your waist, bringing you in for a kiss, longer this time.

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yall i know this SHORT AF but im going to be writing a part 2 with smut because im not that good with fluff sadly :( and sorry i was gone for a while and GIVE ME REQUESTS OMG ONLY LIKE 1 PERSON REQUESTED SOMETHING LAST TIME >:C

hopefully this will keep u hungry tigers at bay for like a couple hours

[luvvsim]

⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— STILL GET JEALOUS !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 nishimura riki x f!reader genre. fluff, tiny angst. synopsis. in which riki gets super jealous, which unfortunately means he also gets super cranky! 𝑤ord count 𐙚ㅤㅤ 776. 𝑤arnings ‎⸝⸝ not edited, kisses, skinship, cursing, insecurities. ୭ৎ 𝑙una notes ⋆.˚ we love leehan here!! 🫶🫶 — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱

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THE ROOM WAS FILLED WITH CHATTER AND GIGGLES, you and riki threw a little get together at your house as you had it to yourselves this weekend.

you couldn't help but laugh, feeling tears leave your eyes as your friend leehan told another one of his ridiculous jokes.

the two of you had been friends for years, long before you had even met riki.

you enjoyed leehan’s company; he was like an older brother you’ve never had, as you grew up as an only child. — more under cut !

he was always looking out for you growing up and teasing you often, and also makes you laugh.

however, not everyone found your friendship with leehan as amusing.

riki, your boyfriend, was sitting across the room, his eyes fixed on you and leehan with a huge frown painted on his face.

you could feel the tension radiating off him.

you tried to ignore it, hoping he would understand that your relationship with leehan was purely platonic after reassuring him multiple times already.

as the evening wore on, you noticed riki becoming more and more withdrawn.

when leehan had finally left, along with the rest of your friends you walked over to riki, who was now staring out the window, his jaw clenched, refusing to look your way.

"riki," you say softly, caressing his arm.

"are you okay, ki?"

he turned to look at you, scoffing as his eyes were filled with a mix of frustration and hurt.

"do you really have to ask?"

you sighed, knowing exactly what he was feeling, you felt this way before with one of riki’s dance partners but you didn’t get mad at riki, he was being stubborn.

was it bad that it gave you a bit of butterflies? knowing that riki liked you that much to the point where he’s this jealous!

"riki, leehan is just a friend. you know that."

riki ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh.

"i know baby, but... i can't help it. i still get jealous, y/n. i hate seeing you laugh and smile with him like that. it makes me feel like i don’t make you happy enough.."

your heart ached at his words. you reached out and cupped his face in your hands, forcing him to look at you.

"riki, you’re more than enough for me. i love you, and nothing is going to change that. leehan is just a close friend, and he means nothing more to me than that. you are the one i want to be with, you don’t need to be jealous, my heart belongs to you and you only."

riki searched your eyes, looking for any hint of doubt. when he found none, he let out a shaky breath as he felt tears running down his cheeks, wiping them harshly in embarrassment.

"fuck- im sorry, i just... i don't want to lose you."

"you won't, ki" you whispered, cupping his cheeks and leaning in to kiss him softly.

"you're the only one for me, riki. i promise."

he kissed you back, his arms wrapping around you and pulling you close.

the tension and sadness of the evening melted away, replaced by the warmth and comfort of being in each other's arms.

when you finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against his, your fingers gently stroking his cheek.

"do you trust me?" you asked softly.

riki nodded, his eyes filled with lovestuck gaze.

"i do. i'm sorry for being so jealous. it's just... you're so important to me, i can’t control myself, it’s childish."

"it’s not riki, i get it.”

“and you're important to me too,"

you adding, a pink blush painting your cheeks as riki cooed at your adorability, pulling you into his arms smiling.

"now, how about we spend the rest of the evening together, just the two of us? no more jealousy, no more worrying. just us."

riki kissed your cheek and leaned his blushing face into the warmth of your neck, the tension finally leaving his body.

"i'd like that."

you spent the rest of the evening cuddled up on the couch, watching 2000s romcoms and gossiping about everything and nothing.

riki's jealousy faded away as he realized just how much you loved him, and you made sure to remind him every day that he was more than enough for you.

but oh, how he was still so jealous of leehan!

you grinned lazily as you felt yourself falling into a deep slumber in riki’s arms, your heart swelling with love.

"night night, ki. i will always love you."

you mumbled as you fell asleep, leaving a red faced riki with big eyes and jaw slacked open, wide awake.

© luvvsim 2024

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[yunyunrin]

Pool Play(date) — Yunho

genre : smut

warnings : sex in public, no prep, sex in a pool (wouldnt advise doing this), unprotected sex (pls dont do this), soft dom(?) yunho, reader has a vagina and breasts but there are no pronouns used towards reader, jongho makes an appearance

wc : right under 2.1k

a/n : this is the first smut i’ve written in years!! so it may not be the best but it was proofread by a close friend <3 so if you have any suggestions dont be afraid to give them i just ask you be nice! also, im working on holy fool i’ve just been so so busy but it is in the process of being written and chapter 1 should be out this week!

a/n 2 : this idea came from yunho’s story… thoughts were thought and i had to write them out LOL!!!! user yunou._.u u will be dealt with …

The sun’s rays beat heavily on your skin as you lay down on the chair by the pool. Although you put a lot of sunscreen on before you came on and even reapplied a couple of times since coming outside, you can still feel the twinge of red that the sun decided to lay upon your cheeks.

Your sunglasses mask the sun, and before you know it, you’re drifting off to sleep. You were enjoying your nap until you felt a splash of water hit you. This caused you to look up to find the cause of the disturbance of your nap.

It doesn’t take you long to find Yunho propping himself up on the edge of the pool looking at you with a mischievous grin. “Yunho, that wasn’t funny. I was taking a nap,” You fake an annoyed tone with him, but ultimately, your face fails you when you smile. You quickly turn away, but it is too late for Yunho already saw you smile.

Yunho gets out of the pool and comes to you and sits on the pool chair next to you. “I’m sorry that I annoyed my pretty baby,” Yunho says as he puts his hand in front of your eyes as you’ve taken off your sunglasses by this point since the splash of water got on them earlier.

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t interrupt the love of your life when they’re taking a nap,” You tell him, looking away from him to keep your ruse up a bit longer.

“Perhaps I should make it up to the love of my life then?” Yunho quips as his other hand begins to trail up your leg, goosebumps appearing once his hand moves from one spot to another.

“Yunho, not here.” You tell him while holding back a whine. You cover your face with your hands, your reaction to his light touch of your leg at the pool embarrassing you.

“Why not? Don’t you want something besides the sun to warm you up?” Yunho asks you innocently, but when you look at him a smirk is plastered across his face. His hand has moved to your hips, massaging the area around your waistband.

You blush at the comment, knowing that if the sun didn’t cause your face to be red then it definitely is red now. “Yunho, I would love for you to warm me up. But someone could walk in at any time.” You say nervously, looking around at the entrances that are near the pool.

“Baby, no one has been here all day. I promise no one will show up, but we don’t have to do anything. Plus, I can do a lot more in the comfort of our hotel room anyway.” Yunho says, and you know he means it.

But the thought intrigues you, if you’re being honest. Having to be quick so no one sees, Yunho having to cover you in case someone comes in. That thought alone is enough to make you squeeze your legs together, always loving that Yunho was so much taller and muscular than you that he could hide you with ease.

Your reactions to the thoughts wandering around in your head don’t go unnoticed by Yunho. The sexual tension so thick that you think that if anyone did happen to walk in, they would walk right out anyway. “So what do you say?” Yunho asks, breaking the silence that you and him had been sitting in.

“Yes, but on one condition.” You say, watching his face go from looking surprised (likely because he never expected you to say yes) and lust.

“What is your condition my love?” He asks you, his breathing starting to get a bit heavier than normal. You can see his boner pushing at his shorts, and you decide to tease him a little before answering. By this point, Yunho’s pool chair is right next to yours. You take advantage of the closeness, turning around to face him. You interlock your fingers with him and move your upper knee to slowly graze against his bulge, earning a grunt from the male.

“My condition is that we do it in the pool, you can’t kiss me, and you can’t take my bottoms off,” You accentuate the last word of your sentence with a pop. Yunho hates not being able to kiss you during sex and typically he hates the barrier that your bathing suit bottoms gives you.

“Can I kiss you underwater?” He asks you, and you nod, partially because you wanted to know what he’d do and how he’d figure something like that out. Next thing you know, you’re being picked up, and you’re in the water. Yunho took the liberty to jump in the deep side with you. You’re glad he knows how to swim because you don’t. Even if you did know how to swim, you think you’d fail yourself at this moment.

You and Yunho are under the water, he’s holding your waist close to him, and he is connecting your lips under the water. Before too long, you and him are back to the surface.

“Put your arms around my neck.” Yunho instructs you, his voice lowers a few more octaves than his normal voice. You wrap your arms around his neck, you look around and see that you’re both in the middle of the pool. “I was the one who was supposed to pay attention to the surroundings, no?” Yunho quips, as he grips your thigh and anchors your left leg around his waist.

Yunho has pushed you both to the very end of the pull, your back is touching the cool concrete of the edge. Your body tenses up with nervousness and excitement. This whole experience of the pool is new to you, but your insecurities are starting to hit you all at once.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m not going to let anyone see you. Relax with me, please?” Yunho says to you, beginning to massage your hips again. Your hips were always really sensitive to you, Yunho often using it to his advantage in a multitude of situations. Luckily in this one, it had you calming down and squeezing your hips against Yunho’s waist as much as you could.

One of Yunho’s hands is holding on to the concrete to keep you afloat at the top, the other now rubbing against your clothed core. You put your face into Yunho’s neck, muffling the moan that escaped you at the initial touch of his hand.

His hand starts to move agonizingly slow causing you to move your head towards him. “Look at me while I touch you,” Yunho says to you before you can ask. His pointer finger hooks in the center of your bathing suit bottoms causing your breath to hitch.

His hand starts massaging your clit, using his abdomen to press into your lower stomach. “Yunho, stop” you say to him and he stops instantly. Worry fills his face as he looks at you trying to figure out what’s going on, looking around the outside of the pool, mentally cursing himself thinking that he had somehow missed someone walking in.

You pull his head back to look at you, wanting to ease his insecurities. “You did nothing wrong Yunho, I just need you inside me, now.” You practically beg him, the ache in between your legs growing.

“Baby, I haven’t even prepped you yet.” Yunho tries to reason with you, knowing that it is already a tight fit even when he has prepped you.

“Yunho I don’t care. I can take it. If you are not inside me within the minute I swear I will ban you from playing Valorant for a week after we get home from vacation, and if I catch you playing I will not suck your dick for a month.” You tell him, but before you can blink he has you turned around, with your back now touching his chest and your hands holding on to the concrete edge around you.

He pushes his swimming trunks down just enough to let his cock spring free. He quickly pulls your bottoms to the side, the opening only big enough for him to put his cock inside you. He begins to push inside you, paying attention to the signs you give him.

Although you told him that you could take it, he still worries. You clench around his cock, a moan falling from his mouth. He slowly pushes the rest of his cock inside you until he bottoms out.

You and him stay like this for a little, enjoying the feeling of being full. “Thank you for giving me the courage to do this with you, Yunho,” you tell him while interlocking one of his hands with your’s. His free hand massages your breast, you bite your lip to muffle a moan. The stimulation he was giving you wasn’t any more than usual; the combination of the cold water against your body and with the thrill of being in an entirely new place is ticking you in ways you haven’t been ticked before.

You hadn’t realized that you had zoned out until Yunho pinches your nipple, causing you to yelp, now completely coming out of the trance you had been in before. You could tell Yunho was getting a bit antsy, you could feel his cock throbbing inside you, aching for more stimulation. Deciding to clench around him and grind on his cock to tease him.

He gives a quick kiss to your neck before slowly pulling himself out of you a little just to push himself back in. “Please go faster,” you whimper out. Yunho’s pace quickens, the water beginning to splash you both. You try to muffle your moans, but they end up just coming out as whimpers. Yunho’s cock has always been able to reach depths that you couldn’t get to by yourself, the fullness always there no matter how many times you and him have sex. You can feel the tingly feeling rising in your stomach as Yunho’s thrust gets a bit sloppier, signaling that he is also close.

“Such a pretty baby, so cock drunk that you’re willing to take it in the pool where someone walk in and see you. Is that what you want, people to come in and see you full of my cock?” Yunho whispers into your ear.

“Baby, I’m going to cum soon,” Yunho says, almost whining now that he is close to his release.

“I’m not there yet, almost,” you tell Yunho. He quickly moves his hand to your clit, massaging it at a quick and steady pace. The chillness from the water and the heat from your arousal are quickly aiding you to your orgasm as Yunho works you up with your fingers. Your impending orgasm having arrived quickly.

“I’m so close Yunho so close,” you are practically begging him for release now. Yunho bites your shoulder and pulls himself almost fully out of you, which causes you to whine at the lost contact, but then he thrust fully back into you deeply and quickly, which tips you over the edge. Yunho has also cum, his hand gripping your thigh as he catches his breath into your shoulder. You and him sit against the edge of the pool for a couple of minutes, regaining your previously lost composure.

Yunho pulls back from you to pull his swimming trunks up and you rearrange your bottoms as well. “I think that was some of the best sex we’ve had in a while,” you say to Yunho, to which he nods in agreement, still catching his breath.

The entrance to the pool opens and Jongho walks through the door. “How does the water feel?” Jongho asks the both of you. You and Yunho look at each other, giggling.

“Water feels great Jjong,” Yunho replies before giving you a peck on the lips.

Jongho side eyes you and the taller man, causing you and him to both bust out laughing. “You all are n a s t y” Jongho says, making sure to spell out the last word to enunciate his disgust at the public display of affection.

“Be glad you walked in now and not ten minutes ago” Yunho yells to Jongho, which earns him a kick to the knee. “Ow!” Yunho looks at you for a bit before laughing at you and Jongho’s reaction to his previous comment.

“I’m leaving,” Jongho exclaims before dramatically leaving the pool area. Leaving you and Yunho alone once again.

[sieglinde-freud]

grabs ur hands dm ur reasoning rn *looks at you with my big eyes*

YOU GUYS ARE PEER PRESSURING ME WTF... but ok im just gonna post it here then hi tc thank u for the ask :) going under the read more because my initial ramblings were literally 3k but let me see if i can chop it down. cw: LONG. also pic for reference so we know what im talking about

so the placements all assume the only headcanon thats real going into this is that the morgans are siblings. no canon second parents which means no chrom!inigo or anything like that they all have single moms or whatever idk not important but just clarifying none of that is impacting their placements because i dont want to think about that

black eagle placements were the most fun because the fun thing about that route is that it splits into two more! one thing thats always bothered me is that when that route splits, the only thing that changes is that you either lose edelgard or hubert or you lose flayn. are you really telling me those are the only three students with enough free will to not let byleth pick the rest of their life for them? ferdinand would NOT go to the church i dont care!!! this is something they fixed (kind of) in warriors but in general when picking the black eagles i wanted to keep that in mind too

so kjelle was the first character i looked at and went “i know where you go.” i think she looks at edelgard and goes “you are everything i want to be and more” because what edelgard fights for and how she accomplishes it. kjelle is a very “the strong must protect the weak by any means necessary” which is kind of harsh when its presented to the player in awakening but it is literally edelgard’s whole philosophy. and kjelle is very egotistical (not hate i love her ass so much underrated fav!!) she thinks incredibly highly of herself so for her to bow down to anyone they would have to 1) echo her ideals and 2) be stronger than her. sorry shes never bending the knee to dimitri and claude i dont give a fuck she doesnt like those men. i think she’d understand edelgard’s idea of putting power in human hands and fully commit to the ends justify the means. this isnt really a gameplay rewrite thing im trying to do but if byleth picked the church she would leave. also… please. please please consider edelkjelle… okay guys… for me……..

on the opposite side nah was my second immediate “ohh i know what im doing with you” and its because if byleth picks edelgard, shes out!! granted, i could just put her with lions or deer but how is that fun. its not. nah, being a manakete, would probably be much more understanding of rhea and willing to reach out. being a manakete is probably a pretty isolating experience for her, ylisse or fodlan or otherwise, so i think her finding solace with rhea and flayn and seteth during her time at the academy would allow her to get closer to people more like her, and understand on some level why rhea is the way she is and why governs the way she does. though, still being housemates, she’d befriend edelgard and i think she’d admire edelgard’s conviction and maturity during the academy arc. but when edelgard betrays the church i think she’d take that very hard, and i dont think anything edelgard would say to her would get her to turn on what is basically the family she never got to have (theres also second gen angst potential in here somewhere…)

inigo was interesting to think about and i did almost saddle him in with golden deer but i like the potential of him with edelgard a lot more when i really sat down and thought about it. im pulling more from his characterization as laslow i think but at first i wasn’t really sure if i had a case for him picking between the empire and the church but i decided to go with the empire because i do think in the time he has with edelgard, he’d be a voice of reason for her (to hubert’s dismay). edelgard’s problem is that she has literally no outsider pov and is going based on her own sense of justice that, while its based in good intentions, has a lot of unintended consequences and failure to acknowledge how it impacts everyone else. i think inigo could take a unique role, similar to ferdinand (or lorenz to claude, felix to dimitri) in that he challenges edelgard but on a much more friendlier level. the thing about how that role normally plays out is that its formed on some personal grievance rather than genuine better interest of the people, and i think of all the lords, edelgard needs a friend the most (its why shes so attached to byleth???). and just looking at how hes able to handle xander in fates and how much more introspective he becomes, i think it’d play out similarly here. also i think with the forces of him and dorothea combined they would give ferdinand the worst bisexual panic of his life. ik i mentioned felix/inigo WHICH I STILL LIKE but imagine the layer of angst if they are on opposing sides… ok thanks

was on the fence about gerome until beloved mutual (hi woocy :3) convinced me he would be beagle and im completely down with that. for me, i struck out blue lions immediately. so after that its just a matter of do i think he fits in better with BE or GD and quite honestly. for some reason golden deer gets the rep of being the meme house but aside from lorenz looking a little funny anf claude putting up a facade YOU ALL FELL FOR this straight up is not true. the funny house is black eagles and by GOD it would piss gerome off to be there. i dont think they chose their houses, by the way. i think they got to fodlan and rhea vibe checked all of them immediately so he didnt have a say in this. not only is he stuck with inigo, hes stuck with watching kjelle—the strongest warrior ever probably the only one in the second to match him in terms of raw strength—stumble over herself over their house leader because wwaauuw women pretty LIKE COME ONNNN. though, i do think he’d respect edelgard for her strength, and theres a lot of interesting dynamics for him to explore. dorothea pissing him off, bonding with petra over their enjoyment for wildlife, he would definitely be training partners with caspar, and i think he’d actually be like. really good at talking to bernadetta? maybe seeing her reminds him of how he was when he was younger. maybe he gets her out by introducing her to minerva. much to think about. but in general he would keep mostly to himself with standard gerome “cant get close to people that i cant guarantee will stay with me” fashion i think he probably wouldnt be as close as say someone like inigo or nah would be with the house. so when the time to choose a side comes… i dont think he’d have the relationship with edelgard to pick her. i think he would oppose her ideals, and go with nah, if not flee fodlan entirely because omfg who careeesss…. WHO CAREEESS his ass is in wyvern valley (no i think he’d fight. but he’d def consider dipping)

m!morgan is here because i think it would challenge him. guy who is so cute so earnest so ready to be happy in school learning everything hes ever wanted hoping to come home and make momma proud and oh my god he got put in the most crazy house imaginable. whoever his professor is is probably like wow morgan you have a gift for tactics! why dont you try managing the class for a mission? and being morgan he’d go YES ABSOLUTELY!!! unfortunately this house has hubert. and ferdinand. and bernadetta. and linhardt. and caspar. the thing about robin and the shepherds is that most people immediately respected robin as their tactician and robin was able to connect and befriend most of them fairly easily because they were mostly all sane and normal people. the black eagles are most definitely not and have you guys seen that black eagles seating chart post? well. i just think it’d give morgan a hard time and between him and f!morgan its funnier if its him. also splitting him from the justice cabal for timeskip angst sorry. also i think it’d be cool if he took edelgards side. i dont actually know which way he’d lean thats a tossup like this is a character that i could believe would trust byleth’s judgement and go with them but if its edelgard i think that could set up fun conflict between him and nah. grima vs naga part 2!! though i actually did have him for blue lions first if only because of the three houses the blue lions probably need a tactician type the best but. i like this one better.

so for blue lions i immediately clocked owain like look at this guy. i think owain would see the house of cool knightly chivalrous types fighting for justice and being cool and having swords and i just think he’d be in heaven. i also think, to him, dimitri would be a figure to look up to similar to lucina, but with the difference that they are not family and owain might put him on an even higher pedestal because theres this sense of familiarity he had with lucina thats not really there anymore? kind of similar to ashe and dimitri. and when the timeskip comes, i think he’d be endlessly devoted to dimitri even still, never forgetting who he was before and striving to bring him back, still thinking of this idolized version of him, even if it puts himself at risk. i also think in general, owain would thrive in the blue lions house. felix, ashe, ingrid, dedue, annette— those are all prime support partners for him that have a lot of potential. the blue lion house is very… the way that they are. and something owain shows in fates is that though hes very good at using his theatrics to ease people, whether that be on purpose or otherwise, and by god do the blue lions need it. look at them… jesus.

cynthia is in the blue lion house for similar reasons but i think she has a key difference from owain. while i think owain is the type to go down with the ship, i think cynthia might actually serve as an opposition to dimitri and potentially go against him in a similar fashion to felix and annette in thats hidden in the games files and was never put in the game (WHEN IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN. dimitri doesnt get enough push back in azure moon!! another post for another time though). in their time at the academy, while owain is fangirling over dimitri, i think cynthia would too at first. but fodlan is very different than ylisse, and in particular faerghus treats its knights and specifically women knights very differently than cynthia wouldve otherwise been treated. i think this would push cynthia into questioning faerghus’s ideals (especially in getting close to ingrid who im sure she’d find friendship in) and eventually dimitri in how he seemingly upholds those ideals. when he goes down a darker path in the timeskip, she’d probably take felix’s more critical approach, and i think she could turn on him. for the empire? probably not. but i dont think she’d be as down as owain or ingrid to keep following him when hes not taking accountability for what hes doing. she might find her way back once hes come back to himself but who really knows. not me (<- girl who is writing all of this)

yarnes a funny pick because lions are supposed to be brave and fearless and hes a Rabbit. but obviously yarne would be very aware of that irony and i think it could serve as a push for him to come into that bravery, and thats something i think the lion house could help him do. i think he’d look to dimitri for solace similar to how he does with lucina, and dimitri would be very happy to provide that for him. when the timeskip comes and dimitri is lost, i think yarne would have to find it in himself to abandon that anxiety for a bit to come help ease dimitri, sort of repaying him for his initial kindness (read: i want eyepatch scary dimitri to find stress relief in petting a big ass bunny). also i dont need yarne to be in the same house as petra and marianne for him to interact with them. dont worry thats a thing. also if youre a real one you recruit marianne to blue lions everytime. no i dont know how they’d handle bringing a taguel to fodlan i dont really care either

for severa i think, even if she would rather not admit it, justice and loyalty are very key parts of her character. its buried underneath her mean girl attitude and like five pounds of trauma but its there. and what are the blue lions if not loyal knights with very LOUD auras of sadness? she would be similar to felix in terms of their views on knighthood, and obviously her whole thing with cordelia would put her at odds with the whole dying for your king/for glory thing faerghus has going on. similar to cynthia she’d be very critical of faerghus and dimitri except she’d be that way to his face. she doesnt have the same personal beef with him the same way felix would, and might be a little more like how i imagined inigo would be to edelgard, criticism with the better interest of the greater good rather than formed of personal beef. in the end though, i think she would stick with dimitri. also i think she’d have insane sexual tension with ingrid like i dont think theyd like eachother but like. my vision… do you see it.

bradys in lions partially due to mutual influence (hi zorua) but also because i ended up liking his potential with the lions as opposed to the deer or eagles. he’d have a very cute friendship with mercedes and annette i think, playing violin for them and having tea party gossip sessions. i think he and dedue could bond over being kinda scary but doing what they can to ease people’s fear of them. since thats an insecurity for both of them that brady purposefully takes steps to get rid of (ex: him hunching over is so that he can be eye level with children and people shorter with them so as not to come off as intimidating or more powerful) i think brady could help with that. though if im being so real i dont think he would like dimitri. i think he would stay and stick around and help dimitri get better. but i dont think he’d approve of his bloodlust and be very open with his issues in regards to how dimitri handles and carries himself. sorry guys im not meaning to have dimitri catch so many strays here 😭 i love the guy i just also like when theres conflict here i promise

laurent is in the golden deer because i think he and claude would be very like minded people in terms of trying to discover the secrets behind fodlan and what that means and how to better navigate fodlan as uncharted territory. theyre both foreigners, as are all of the second gen kids, but thats something claude keeps under wraps that i think laurent would be able to tell very quickly (not that it was hard. claude doesnt hide it well its just that everyone in fodlan is either stupid or all the smart people are kept away from him) that claude is from almyra. i think this knowledge could help him serve as something of a confidant to claude. obviously he wouldnt tell laurent everything but when claudes supposed closest allies are lorenz (guy who hates him and prays for his downfall) and hilda (girl who is racist and from a racist family) its just like. well maybe claude should have another friend who is normal adjacent at least, and laurents not the type to go blabbing anyways. obviously both lorenz and hilda (eh. well.) get better about their mindsets post timeskip but i think in the time of the academy laurent would be a very valuable friend for claude and vice versa. in general laurent would do well anywhere because i think most of his interest would be with the technological and scientific advancements of fodlan which is flexible, but i think, with rhea purposefully halting progress and claude being the main guy who wants truth above all else, this is the best spot for him. could hear an argument for him going to edelgard (potential recruit out of house recruit fs) but i do like him with claude a bit more. gerolau angst also.

lucina is in golden deer because i dont want her in the other two houses but also because i do think, similar to laurent, she’d be very valuable to claude and vice versa. awakening world building is horseshit but from what little we do know there is quite a bit of political discourse that lucina probably knows quite a bit about. even if her timeline was thrown into war when she was young, she probably had some form of royal training and can help claude navigate fodlan a little bit. i also think coming to fodlan would just be a very refreshing experience for lucina as the burden of everything is no longer directly on her shoulders, and i think she’d be looking for a broader perspective on life and finding another purpose for herself now that grima is dealt with. i think claude would be able to help her with that and i think she’d be genuinely interested to learn of his homeland once she figures out where hes from (i do think laurent beats her to the conclusion but not by a lot. remember this is lucina aka marth aka woman her disguised her own royal status and was very successful at it. just saying). also while i did say that golden deer is in fact not the meme house, i think they are more light hearted overall in terms of character (does NOT mean meme house or funny house. look me right in my eyes and say the house WITHOUT hubert and linhardt is the meme house. fucking liar) and i think lucina would love that. i want her to get the chance to be silly and childish for a little bit. characters like raphael and marianne and lysithea might help her heal that inner child that she never really got to let out and i just think the golden deer house would be the best place for her

morgan is here because i didnt want her and marc in the same house thats too easy. but while i think claude is the least in need of a tactician type character, him and morgan would be sooooo funny so cute and i need someone who can keep him on his toes. i think he blurts out a plan and morgan goes “ermmm ackchully” and half of the time her rebuttals are complete nonsense she just wants to argue. i think they both enjoy it. i also think, similar to lucina, a light hearted house would be a little better for her. shes much more prone to mischief than m!morgan is i think and i think the deer would benefit from that if only so she can target lorenz and make me laugh. i also think separating the twins would make for fantastic angst down in the timeskip but for now shes just hanging out having fun being a piece of shit. #girl also i think its funnier if one morgan is absolutely thriving and the other is barely keeping his shit together and by god it is way funnier if its f!morgan getting away with everything

noire is here because. i. could not think of a reason for her to go anywhere else! i thought about putting her in beagles but i dont think making that choice between the church and edelgard would be as interesting for her? and i dont think putting her in lions would do anything for her. i think the best lord and the best house at helping her through her issues and being understanding of her mood changes is probably claude and the deer. i could see hilda and leonie reaching out to her, or ignatz and her getting on pretty well, but im not quite sure on the specifics of that. my least thought out placement but also it doesnt matter because it keeps the placements balanced to put her here. i’ll have to give this one more thought…

anyways if you can believe it this is the cutdown version. i know right. i hope i didnt forget anyone that would be really embarrassing

[dapg-otmebytheballs]

hi!!

i don’t feel right putting my opinion here as i am white and from the us so im not even close to the demographic of people you’re talking about, but i just wanted to say i like reading your posts!

now i don’t know everything that dan and/or phil has said, but i do think it’s important to realize the context

i really do wish they were going to other countries, as it does suck that they aren’t able to see everyone, but i’m also sure they have a valid reason for not, whatever that reason may be…i can’t see them deliberately avoiding other countries just cause there’s “better” options (not saying there are better options i just couldn’t think of another word hehe)

i feel very privileged to be in a place financially (barely) and geographically to see it

i don’t think it’s that outlandish to say that they’ll do something to attempt to make up to the people who couldn’t see it, but i know it won’t be as good as it should be, which isn’t fun

also, i will agree that i don’t like the arguments of other countries not accepting of gay rights, as there’s not much weight there. not only do gay people live there too, but they’ve been to japan three different times. they love it there, and while there’s other countries that are definitely worse when it comes to queer rights, gay marriage isn’t legal there and they obviously know that

jesus christ i yap so fucking much i apologize

tl;dr, i completely understand what your saying, and while calling them “racist” is a little harsh, i definitely understand that not going to other places is not ideal and wish they are able to be more inclusive to everyone

i know they’re touring cause they love it, especially dan, and that going everywhere is impossible, but that does not mean that people can’t complain about them not going over to where they live

i’m sorry this is so long, i just can not stop typing ffs

<3

Hey! So yeah again as I've said many times but feel the need to reiterate: what originally started the discussions from poc and particularly non western blogs was that they have made disparaging remarks particularly to do with tours like come to brazil type remarks and then not taken time to add on like, one line or anything somewhere about not touring in entire continents.

Also obviously we don't think they aren't visiting because they think we're lower to them or whatever, and I'd say you'd be hard pressed to find a post on my blog that says that. Seriously, try it, no implications of the sort have been made, we are just saying it's clear that they've never felt the need to makeup for past mistakes either, and then the phandom defends them each time and all of that together feels very alienating, especially when western fans talk down to us constantly and feel the need to tell us to chill out or whatever and make it out to be that the tour is the primary issue

It isn't! This isn't about the tour!!! The tour was the latest thing that sparked the discussions again because some people, especially LATAM fans who have microagressed So Often, were understandably thinking "seriously they aren't gonna say anything about it?"

And again, I will ask that you try because you'll be hard pressed to find a post on my blog where we day dnp "are racists". My previous ask to this also explains this but just because someone "isn't racist" doesn't mean that when they do racist things we don't call those things "racist behaviours". Racist microagressions are still racist even when coming from goody two shoes progressives. Please understand this and don't get defensive over the language, it's a humble request

And if I may for anyone else looking to talk with me about this in any way, please please stop bringing up the tour with me. I don't care about the tour, I promise you I do not care about the tour, you can talk with me about the other stuff but I've just said it in almost every post I've made: I Do Not Care About Them Not Touring Here, it's small fucking potatoes and it's more western fans' defensiveness and racist remarks while trying to defend them for no reason that are Far Far more of a problem racism (and orientalism) wise than DnP not talking about the tour yet, I don't carrrreee About that I care about what you all are directly saying to US which is more hurtful

I hope this clears stuff up for you and others, again, no hard feelings whatsoever, you were genuinely reaching out and I appreciate that ❤️

[heartilywrites]

The fic of reader being varrick’s actress was so good i loved it so much!! Now i was thinking what about a korra fic with an earthbender reader who claims to be the best earthbender? And because she thinks shes the best she tends to act recklessly during missions but gets upset and overprotective when korra gets into even a little bit of danger 😋 when korra tries to get to the bottom of why reader is so reckless she finds out reader is just used to no one caring about her and during a really risky mission reader tries to sacrifice herself and tells korra “take my heart—take everything i have” angst to comfort plsplspls

Sorry if this is a weirdly specific request its just been on my mind for so long😔😔 LOVE U HAVE A GREAT DAY🩷🩷🩷

،، 𝓔verything I Didn't Say ; Korra

resume: where your overprotectiveness for Korra takes a dark turn.

content warning: comfort ; angst ; gore explaining situation (wounds and blood descriptions) ; dysfunctional family descriptions ; korra x fem and earthbender!reader ; eye color description ; no use of y/n

wc: 3.1k

a/n: hello gorgeous!!!! im so glad you loved the actress fic <33 this one took me a bit 'cause i needed to add coherence to my own plot for the attacks, but hopefully i met your expectations!! LOVE U TOO, ENJOY :D

“ As long as I got you, I'm gonna be alright. As long as I got you, I'm not afraid to die.

Sounds of chunks of earth crashing against the floor while grunts, electric shocks, fire roaring and metal cutting air was everything anyone could hear from meters away.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Where the fuck is she!?” the firebender's voice asked with desperation while defending himself from the attacks of the enemy group. “Who was the last one to see Korra!?”

A loud bang was heard from behind followed with a couple of curses and a stumbling silhouette of you walking to them was seen. With the metal strips that you always attached to your arms waiting to be used you got the last opponents making your friends turn back to you amazed with how easy you made it look. A quick move of your hand pinned the three benders to the floor.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I had him.” Mako said, you chuckle nodding with a sarcastic face.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “'Course you did,” you looked around and frowned when only three heads were counted. “Where's Korra?”

Everyone opened their mouths only to be interrupted by a suden lightning. From the three, you were the quickest one to react and look for the source.

When arriving to the scene, Korra's image was quickly followed by a bender shooting lightnings at her, you felt your blood boil and were fast to act. The avatar stopped surprised seeing a piece of rock bigger than her being thrown at her attacker, not fast enough to hit them, but it made them run to dodge it.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I got this!” you screamed running beside her and being quick to attack again both with earth and metal.

Korra looked at your way of attacking, impressed with the boldness and agility of your movements, almost hypnotized until she forced herself to land back and help you. Not even five minutes after, every single person in the criminal group was captured and were being handed to the police officers. You were taking your metal strips to have them put back in place when everyone reunited.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You were amazing... As always.” the waterbender began.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Told you, the best earthbender this city has ever seen.” you shrugged with a proud smile, arranging the pieces of metal.

She smiled while shaking her head. “Yeah, but that was stupid. You could have ended up hurt.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “But I didn’t,” your eyes looked up to hers. “I'm the best at what I do, stop worrying about me.” the last part came out in a soft tone, Korra sighed.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Yeah, but we are a team! That's why we fight together, so we can have each other's back.” she argued again.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Drop it, Korra, I'm fine.” you finished.

Before the girl could even continue with her lecture, you changed the subject to something else, getting your friends to join and talk as a whole. The avatar had a little bit of a bad mouth taste after that little confrontation, but paid no attention to it.

On your next fight, it almost seemed as if two of the attackers were targeting you. With a big cut on your leg you were still fighting with everything you had, once again the whole team was victorious. While you were doing a tourniquet on your –not that deep, in your words– cut, Korra walked to you furious with a frown.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Are you fucking serious!?” she started, you were way too calm. “I told you we are a team! You don't need to fight alone!”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I don't know if you saw what I saw, but they attacked me first.” you shrugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “And why did you stopped us from helping?” now her arms were crossed on her chest.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Because I got them!” with a little bit of difficulty, you stood back up. “Stop babying me around! I know how to fight and defend myself! I don't need you to be all on me everytime we fight.” limping, you got closer to her. “If you wanted me in the team it was because you knew what I was capable of, you need to understand that I don’t need anyone to look out for me, I'm fine.”

Her ice blue gaze fought for a couple of seconds with your emerald eyes before you walked pass her. Korra sighed frustrated while pulling her face a little bit with her hands.

She didn’t understand your obstinacy, Asami had said you were a little bit of a stubborn when she introduced you to the team, but also said how you were such a good fighter and... That was it! Asami! She had to help Korra on her try to understand you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What do you mean?” the inventor asked, taking a sip from her cup of tea. Korra had asked her to speak in private, while everyone else was practicing outside.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You know,” she looked for you to name you. “She's... Something.”

In the distance your scream of victory was heard while Mako whined for a rematch.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I told you she was hot-headed, didn't I?” Asami answered with a giggle.

You and Asami had known each other for quite some time now. She met you in the beginning of your teenage years while you were still perfecting your metalbending and she was the first friendly face you have trusted in so long.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “No, I know, but why?” Korra frowned a little bit. “There's no way she's like this just because.”

The non–bender licked her lips with a thinking face, she didn’t how to explain you. Her amber eyes looked at you beating the brothers and smiled a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Her parents,” she began, not looking away. “She had them in the house, but they never wanted to be parents, so they never took care of her.”

Now Korra looked at you, even if the scene of you sitting on top of Bolin's back while having Mako suspended in the air with a metal piece in his wrists was funny, she made a grimace with her lips. Frowning them a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “For what I know she was on her own pretty much since she can remember... Both parents didn’t care if she lived or not, they would scream at her for literally anything and everything,” Asami shifted a little in her seat. “That's... uhm, that's why she is so good at attacking and defending, daughter of two earthbenders.”

Korra looked at Asami, flabbergasted to what she was implying. Golden eyes met her with concern.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “They made her feel like she was on her own for so long that is merely impossible for her to ask for help, she has always been either invisible or a perfect blank for them.” the engineer's voice sounded soft. “There was a time she lived in the streets too when all her parents wanted was to fight with her. They never looked for her either, not even now.”

The avatar blinked slowly, her friend shrugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “That is also why she is so overprotective of us... Of you, specially.” now the southerner had a confused look. “She wants to give people what she didn’t have for so long: a protector.” she explained and Korra took a deep breath in.

If Korra was about to be honest, the talk did helped her to understand you better, but not enough to get why even if she assured with everything she had that you could trust her and the team, you just didn’t see to believe her.

The next days she stopped picking up fights with you and concentrate more in making you trust her fully, it did make some difference, not the biggest changes she expected, but little steps were better than anything. And then, the attacks became more often; one followed by another until the group knew what was happening: a new affiliation of benders trying to take out the avatar because of the whole spirit situation, they wanted to "make the world back to what it was".

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We need to be careful,” Korra was saying on the passenger seat while Asami was driving. “We don't know what they are capable of just to win.”

You felt the blue eyes look at you. You knew what she tried to say, 'be careful, don't do anything stupid, that's why we are going as a team', your shoulders shrugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “They can try.” you murmured, smiling.

Not even going as a surprise the group was able to have advantage over the association. In a matter of minutes they had you cornered in a hiding spot, defending yourselves as much as you could.

A grunt came from the avatar at your side and your reflexes were quick to catch her in time before her body could hit the floor. A clean cut on her arm bleeding was more than visible, you looked to the other side were the two brothers were already looking tired while throwing rocks and flames over to the attacker while covering the inventor who couldn’t help as such distance. Bitting your bottom lip you looked back to Korra who had a grimace of pain, tearing a bit of your shirt you tied it up over her wound.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You have to trust me.” you said out of nowhere while doing the knot, she frowned confused and nervous emerald orbs looked at her. “You do trust me, right?”

Her head nodded, still confused. “I do, but what–”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I love you, Korra.” the interruption made her forget her words. “I know Asami told you about me, please know that all I want is to protect you, I want you to be safe even if that means I need to give myself up.”

Her sky colored eyes were looking for an answer in yours, but you were occupied trying to burn the memory of her face in your brain.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I trust you more than anyone else, I want to give you... I want you to take my heart,” you corrected yourself, shaking your head. “I want you to take everything I have, everything I own, because I know you will treat me like I need to be treated.”

A tiny whisper of your name fell from her mouth. “I know what you're trying to do, don't.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Guys! They're near!” Bolin's scream got in the way, Asami and him were covering Mako who got hit by a lightning on his shoulder.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I got this.” you said in a chuckle, before taking a deep breath in. “I'm sorry.”

Without having the southerner notice, you had imprisoned her hands in one of your metal pieces. When she tried to stop you and realized her hands were tied, a scream of your name in such an angry and worry tone came from behind you.

Almost tripping on her own feet, she got to the other side with her friends and asked with desperation to Bolin to get the metal strip off of her with his lavabending and while the guy was working her eyes looked for you only to see you already bleeding and getting hit with rocks, but never giving up.

Even with blood and bruises, you were able to take down a big number of them. Some ran to hide to catch their breath leaving you with just another metalbender who was giving you a good fight. Looking to the ceiling, a plan was fast thought and giving everything you had to them you were able to make them step back down over a construction made of metal. A couple of metal strips were thrown their way to distract and after that, you tried to bring down the whole thing on them.

Even if it was working, they were able to take the metal strips off and shoot them back at you; since your arms were already occupied, you weren't fast enough to stop them and two of the metal pieces inserted into your abdomen.

Two voices mixed up in a scream, yours in pain and Korra's calling for you. A tired Bolin worked as fast as he could to get his friend out of the imprisonment.

Your opponent smiled with satisfaction and walked a couple of steps, having the metal deeper in the cut, with a little bit of momentum and all your strength left, you were able to tear down the construction on them; killing them or just making them unconscious it didn’t matter, the metal was way deep in your muscles that you couldn't feel any pain, just the way your hot blood was dripping down to your inferior part, soaking your shirt and part of your pants.

Once the avatar was freed, she got into the avatar state to finish the job of taking down the rest who was just appearing or got back into the field.

Too weak to take the metal out of you by bending or just pulling, you fell to your knees coughing blood. Your eyes were shifting, trying to focus on anything, scared that it could mean your last moments. You felt warm arms wrap around you, preventing your body from touching the cold floor. The southerner screamed for someone to get water.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hey, hey, stay with me, don't you dare close your eyes.” Korra said in such desperate manner, you were way too weak to say anything back. “Why doesn't anyone has water when I need it!?” she screamed while her friends were running to get water. “You're not alone, I'm with you.”

Unintelligibles whispers sounded on your mouth in such a soft manner that Korra thought at first you were only moving your mouth. Blood stained, a weak smile was painted in your lips and the avatar's eyes began to tear down.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Don't leave me, please, just hang on a little more.” she pleaded with shaky voice, slowly your hand was raised to brush her cheek, she didn’t matter the stain.

Your eyelids felt heavy, even if you could show much emotion, Korra could feel how scared you were. She was too, she didn’t want to lose you this way, not when she was able to stop it.

In a matter of moments, Bolin and Asami appear with a little bucket of water each just in case. The avatar felt a little bit more relieved and looked back at you, your eyes were fixated on the ceiling while they blinked in a dreamy way.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I'm sorry, it's going to hurt.” she said to you, you slowly got your eyes to focus on her and not even a second before, Korra bended the metal out of you having a high pitched scream as a response.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “My spirits, I feel sick... I'll go see Mako.” Bolin said after witnessing everything.

With fast hands she waterbended over your wound while mumbling, your eyes closed suddenly and both girls feared for the worst. Korra couldn't feel your pulse for what it felt an eternity, she kept bending while tears built on her eyes and when she felt life signals from you and heard how you took a breath in, she relaxed herself and giggle a little bit.

After Korra stopped healing you when she knew it was okay to do so, everyone went to the Air Temple Island were Korra left you in her room. She had bandaged your whole torso and kept healing you every once in a while.

You woke up a whole two days after the events, your whole body felt like it was ran over and not to speak about your torso. Disoriented, you looked around, you were alone. With a bit of struggle you tried to sit yourself up between grunts and moans, letting your back rest in the headboard for a couple of seconds.

You were ready to stand up completely when the avatar's voice scolding you stopped any further movement.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What the fuck do you think you're doing?” she asked, your eyes looked up at her and discover a frown. Her hands left the tray of water and bandage she was carrying on the nightstand. “Lay back down if you don't want another wound on you.”

She helped you get back in bed and was quick to take the water bowl. You looked at her hands moving over your bandages.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Korra...” you called hoarsely, she was way too fixated in what she was doing. “Korra!”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I told you you didn’t have to fight alone!” she exclaimed back at you, shutting you up. When she looked back at you, she was teary-eyed. “You have no idea how scared I was when... when you didn’t respond.”

You stood in silence for a moment before speaking again. “I'm sorry... I just wanted to protect you.” she sniffed, taking one of your hands in hers.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “And I just want to protect you.” she said back, your heart skipped a beat. “You have to be the most important thing I have right now, I love you in such a way that all I want to do is protect you from anything and anyone.”

For the first time in a long time, you were at a loss of words. Smiling in such a ephemeral way, a small grip was given to her hand.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Well, that means we have something in common.” you tried to joke with her, when trying to laugh it ended in a complaint because of the pain.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Don't think you're safe from any punishment.” your smile dropped, making Korra smile herself with malicious. “You're to stay resting for at least a whole month and no missions for two.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What!?” your eyes widened. “That's just playing cruel with me now.”

The southerner kneeled beside you and left a soft and shy kiss on your lips. Your hand cupped her face, when trying to deepen the gesture and have her nearer to you, Korra distanced herself.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “If I get to have more of those I can stay a whole year resting.” you said smiling again, Korra laughed before going for a second kiss, forgetting completely any fear or anger in her, opening the way for the love she started to accept for you.

[hueshy]

i got an idea.. my english isn't the best and if someone already did this idea im sorry!!!!!(⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠)

hyuka idol au; your an idol in a not much known rookie gg group.. and ur a huuuge txt fan and a ningdungie, youre not afraid to show it in ur livestreams, u sometimes put txt’s music to jam to it, talk about kai and on your tweet selca posts u put ur animal emoji w kai’s from time to time like ‘did yall eat healthy today?! ^_^ ❤️🐧+🦦’ (ur nonchalant..) (lets pretend ur company is chill asfff)

a moa, recently became a fan of ur group and discovered the fact that YOU! are a extreme ningdungie, tweeting about it and putting ur livestreams as proof, moas make u viral amongst the fandom and call u their ningdungie princess.. then kai kamal huening.. he may be addicted to his phone but he never checks twitter, only for when he has to post selcas to show moas his handsome face and reassure them he’s feeling good.

lazily coming to work, waving and saying ‘hello’ to taehyun and yeonjun who arrived first to the dance room, stretching and a yawn following after…

after a long 11 hour practice the group is allowed to go their dorms.

laughing and talking their way to the dorm soobin decides to speak up, “huening-ah, have you seen the twitter posts?” kai weirdly looks at soobin, he shakes his head ‘no’, beomgyu laughs loud before talking “soobin-hyung and i were scrolling on twitter, we saw that moa made a girl from this rookie girl group their ningdungie princess, they’re not wrong hueningie, she’s totally obsessed with you! ah! our hueningie will get a girlfriend finally, im so proud..” beomgyu says, fakingly and dramatically tearing up and wiping his tears w his sleeves

kai blinks rapidly and awkwardly smiles, apple cheekbones appearing.. feeling his ears suddenly heat up. whenever his members paired him with a girl he got terribly embarrassed.. “uh— what? i’m sorry, who?” he said while scratching his neck lightly while looking at the members, an habit he had when he felt awkward and didn’t know what to do w his hands

the members all giggle at seeing the way kai got timid at the mention of a girl and his name in the same sentence, in a romantic tone. “kang y/n from the group.. the gals? they’re a pretty new group, woah, they just debuted 2 weeks ago..” yeonjun reads from his phone, amusement clear in his tone. taehyun scoots closer to yeonjun to read from his phone then stares at kai, who gets even more nervous, feeling like a caged butterfly under his bestfriend’s intense gaze.

after what it felt like a while they arrived to the dorm, everyone went to their respective rooms except for soobin and kai, who were playing and trying to beat eachother to brag to moa on weverse later

“what are you gonna do?” soobin says focused on the screen in front of him. “what?” “the girl.” “are you doing this to distract me, soobin-hyung?” kai said with a big smile on his face, loud clicking sounds erupted from both of the men’s controllers who were desperately trying to win “kind of— hey!” soobin yelled angrily like a kid that didn’t get what he wanted, his character died. kai giggled like a maniac, patting soobin’s back “ah soobin-hyung, you shouldn’t have tried to sabotage me.. it didn’t work out so well for you” kai cheekily remarked before calming down and speaking up “anyways, what do you mean what am i gonna do hyung? she’s just like, my fan, that’s all, she’s just a moa.”

soobin shrugged, “i don’t know maybe you could be friends? a moa friend sounds cool. we could be making her dreams come true if we talk to her.” kai nodded, fidgeting w his hoodie “how would we even do that though?” a slight giggle escaping kai’s mouth, soobin shrugged. “we’ll figure it out somehow.”

[toxifoxx]

YESS YES FAT WILLIAM!! HES CANONICALLY FAT IN THE BOOKS PRE-SPRINGTRAP! HE IS DESCRIBED AS HAVING A SANTA CLAUS BODY TYPE MAKE HIM FAT!!!!! The reason he looks so skinny post-springtrap incident is because people often lose a lot of weight when recovering from serious injuries and diseases, with medications causing low appetite, low energy to get out of bed to prepare food, sometimes painful to eat depending on the injury -- which goes double for William with, yknow, *punctures in his neck* that would make swallowing quite painful. Skinny William is intentionally supposed to look like a shell of his former fat self. That's why Dave wasn't immediately recognizable as William, because William is described as this fat, friendly, charming Santa-Claus-like guy, not this shriveled, off-putting shell of a man. So I really really appreciate when people draw pre-springtrap William as fat, because fatness is supposed to indicate a better time in his life, when he was happy(er) and healthy! Living life without pain!

Sorry for rambling so much, fat William is something I'm really passionate about

SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO GET TO THIS ASK

ive drawn my william as fat for a while now but i was hesitant to fully commit >.> these days its almost the only way i can draw him!! and yeah, exactly, he would lose a lot of weight from his injuries, and the neck punctures would definitely be a problem… and the man's in awful pain so he doesn't have much of an appetite!! uncertain if any of his organs woulda got pierced - actually hold on i was looking for the spot in the books where he was talking about lungs filling up with blood and he just straight up says 'you'll feel your organs punctured'. so theres another problem with eating.

im really passionate about fat william as well!! and i do really, genuinely think it suits his pre-murders character sooooo much better. not only is he healthy and happy, but he's meant to look inviting. cause he is! it makes sense why everyone in hurricane would trust him and be reluctant to believe he committed the murders! and i think it makes for a very important contrast to when he goes off the deep end. he's not himself anymore! and it shows, visually!

i hope some day more people draw him fat, and treat him being fat with respect. i find it interesting how many people (mostly talking twitter users :grimace:) are so quick to cite the books as part of the lore, yet conveniently all ignore the part about how william was a fat man, and balk whenever someone actually draws him as such…

thank you for rambling in my inbox :3

[starlightazriel]

BAD BOY AZ FINAL PART <3 (I KNOW IM CRYING TOO)

warnings: FLUFF (you're welcome its not easy for me), smut, jealous az, childhood trauma effecting relationships(abandonment issues and overthinking everything), feeling unworthy, lots of time jumps

a/n: im sorry this took so long it shouldn't have because its short :( i struggled greatly. i just wanted to thank you guys for all the love ive received on this series, im just as sad as y'all but all good things must come to an end, i will eventually add additional drabbles for this series too and there's so many other things im working on rn, i hope y'all stick with me and read them i love you, requests are open. <3

additional parts can be found on my azriel masterlist

"You know, I meant what I said the other night," Azriel says, leaning against the counter, his hands on either side of him. Y/n was sitting on the opposite side of the kitchen, her feet dangling as she sat on the counter, her hair was disheveled from sleep, hickeys covered over the one that Lucien had given her, Azriel couldn't bare to keep looking at it, so he'd remedied that the morning after they made love. They were spending time at his house now, her parents weren't coming back until Sunday so they had been at Azriels, fucking, making love, a lot of kissing, more than he had ever done in his life.

Fear gnawed at him, the anxiety was like a rock in his gut. But he ignored it, he was trying to change, trying to embrace other feelings.

"What did you say?" she cocks her head to the side, meeting his gaze, he swallows, his cheeks growing warm.

"I just said that um.." he struggles a little bit, his eyes shifting away from hers, "I want a fresh start with you.. I want-" he cuts himself off, feeling embarrassed. "Just want you to get everything the right way, the way that you deserve... Im probably not going to be any good at it, but I want to try," he swallows again, his eyes lifted back to hers, his chest warms at the smile on her face and he can't help but return it.

"Az I would love that," she breaths out. They hadn't really talked about anything in the past few days. He hated that the reason was because she was afraid to scare him away again, afraid that if she spoke about things that made him uncomfortable that she would lose him again. He hated that she had to be afraid about anything, she didnt realize that he wouldn't leave, even if he pushed her away. He physically couldn't stay away from her.

He was struggling for sure, especially with things like that, it made him feel even more like he didnt deserve her. He didnt deserve her kindness and her understanding, her love.

"So... See a movie with me tomorrow," he suggests, licking over his bottom lip.

He knew there was still things to worry about. His plans after graduation, which now seemed almost impossible, earning the approval of her parents who never seemed to like him much, even the thought of the approaching summer stressed him out. But right now.. Right now he just wanted to show her what she was truly worth, make her feel the way that he should have from the very beginning.

"I would love that too," she grins back at him, leaning her hands back on the counter, her feet swinging, gently tapping the cabinets. He wished he could freeze the moment forever, just there with her, in his kitchen, his t-shirt, oversized on her, draped over that beautiful body. And she was his, she loved him. "Az the pancakes," she reminds him, and her words cause him to snap out of his haze.

"Oh shit," he turns, smoke curling up from the pan. "I burnt them butterfingers, you distracted me," he smiles sheepishly pulling the pan off of the stove.

"Azriel, I didn't do anything," she laughs, shaking her head. "You should have just let me make them, I told you," she smirks, raising an eyebrow at him.

"You don't have to do anything to always have my attention," and it was true, every time she was in his presence she consumed it. He figured, saying things like that were easier than saying I love you. She still hadn't said it again, he didnt blame her. He knew how she felt though, even if she was afraid of scaring him off again.

Her eyes gleamed at the statement, like it had warmed her insides. He blushed, when had he started getting flustered? "What are we going to eat?" she asks, a small pout forming on her lips.

"I should just eat you for breakfast," he says, closing the space between them so he was standing in front of her now , he rested his hands on her knees, slowly started sliding up, his fingers pressing gently. She bites her lip, her eyes drifting over his body carefully like she was trying to remember each and every one of his tattoos. She giggles softly when he burys his face in her neck, pulling her to the edge of the counter. "Shower with me," he mumbles softly against her neck, placing soft wet kisses there.

She giggles again quietly, nodding her head and he picks her up, carrying her to the bathroom. He sets her on her feet and kisses her forehead again, before slowly pulling his shirt that she was wearing over her head. He bites his lips softly, watching her breasts spring free, he hums and turns her around, bending down and slowly pulling her panties off, marveling up at her beautiful body. I love you. He didn't say it out loud though. He turns the water on and checks the temperature before gently tapping her ass as if to push her along into the shower. She laughs again. "Thanks Az," she hums softly, stepping under the warm water. "But don't forget I'm still hungry," she adds, glancing back at him, the curtain only half closed.

His lips twitch as he looks at her hungrily, pulling his own pants and socks off so he could join her.

"I gotchu baby," he nods, stepping into the shower with her. "Cereal remember?" he mumbles and she scrunches her nose at him.

"Maybe we should just go out for breakfast Az," she laughs and shakes her head at him, he smirks down at her shrugging his shoulders. He uses a washcloth, squeezing soap over her and watching it run down her perfect little perky breasts. "You look so good," he whispers, his eyes finding hers again. It was getting easier... The intimacy, the eye contact. The more time they spent, the easier it seemed to get. Azriel picked her up again, and she squealed.

"Az, I swear if you drop me," she breaths out, he could feel her heart pounding, their chests pressed together.

"I would never butterfingers," he mumbles softly, pressing more kisses to her wet skin. "Im gonna fuck you now," he mumbles, pressing her body against the wall of the shower her back arches at the coolness of the tile and she moans softly. "Put it in baby," he grunts softly, his lips everywhere, needy and desperate. He would never be able to get enough of her. Her breathing was heavy as she reached between the two of them, her hands sliding between their slippery bodies, no space between them. She pulls at his cock and he lets out a small sigh of relief as he buries himself inside her, filling her all the way up.

"Oh," she gasps out, her head tilting back against the tiles, he holds her up, burying himself inside of her over and over again.

"Fuckkk," he moans into her ear, his thrusts becoming more sloppy and desperate with each stroke. "You feel so good," he whispers into her ear, his voice husky and needy. She presses her bare chest against him, moaning again her release shaking through her whole body. Azriel groans softly at the feeling of her walls fighting around him before he spills himself inside her. They stayed like that for a while, water running over their faces, between their bodies, breaths heavy, chests heaving.

"How'd I get so lucky?" Azriel breaths out before gently setting her back down on her feet.

"You're not just lucky Az, you deserve this. Everyone deserves to be happy."

-

Azriel had been quiet since he picked me up from my house for out very first date as... A couple?

I could tell he was more nervous around me now. Like he was more careful, like he wanted to do everything perfectly for me. He would get flustered and shy any time he dared to say something that was sweet and out of character for him. It warmed me to my very bones.

"So this is your first real date?" Azriel asks, breaking the silence between us, his spliff hanging lazily from his lips. "Shot?" he asks after, offering me his flask, I take a small one before handing it back. We were in the parking lot at the cinema, Azriel had insisted that we had to pregame before going in.

"Thank you," I say and smile, our eyes meeting. "I mean technically yes it is, unless you count-"

"Count what?" he interrupts me, his expression shifting slightly. My cheeks burned as I recalled the night that I had shared with Lucien.

"I was just gonna say unless you count double dates," I add softly, his jaw flexes, and he looks away from me, staring forward out the windshield.

"Almost forgot about that tool," he mumbles, taking another long drag of the spliff, I watch him, pulling my lip between my teeth. Hes silently fuming, not looking at me, his jaw flexing and unflexing. "I should knock him out the next time I see him," Azriel shrugs, his eyes still trained on the windshield in front of him.

"I didnt actually fuck him Azriel... We just.." I trail off, remembering the night well. It hadn't been that long ago...

"Spare me the details," he mutters, shrugging his shoulders. "Lets go in," he opens his door, getting out of the car. I sigh softly, my eyes narrowing slightly at him.

"Must you always drink?" I ask quietly, watching as he finished off the flask and shoved it in his pocket.

"Not always," he shrugs and reaches his hand out for me, I give him a look but take his hand anyway.

"It's my first real date with someone that I love," it was the first time I voiced the word since that night I had been drunk on his chest months ago. I felt his hand tighten around mine, and he turned his head back, giving me a smile.

-

"Fuck you guys doing?" Azriel walks in to Rhys' and Cass' apartment, his hand in y/n's, pulling her behind him. She was nervous, he could tell. They were older than Azriel, which was mainly what she had been worried about, she had told him earlier that s he thought they would just think she was a baby. Azriel had assured her that they wouldn't care, though he knew they would comment on it later. Maybe even poke fun at him for it.

"Not a damn," Cass answers, his eyes landing on y/n, his brows raise as he surveys her, stopping at her hand tucked neatly away in Azriels, he had never seen that before. "Who's this?" he nods his head, beaming at her, she swallows, biting down softly on her lip.

"This is y/n," Azriel says casually. He hadn't spoken a word about her to them yet, he figured they would put it together, that this was the exact reason he had been behaving the way he was recently. "Y/n, meet my brothers, Rhys and Cass," Azriel points to both of them and she waves, smiling sheepishly as she takes in their appearance.

"Welcome y/n, I don't think we ever thought this day would come," Rhys chimes in finally, Cass begins snickering from his seat. "And this is your..." Rhys trails off, his eyes landing back on Azriel, Cass is grinning stupidly, expectantly in the corner waiting to see what Azriel was going to say, almost like a teen girl watching a reality show. This was new for both of them, Azriel had never brought a girl to meet them before, not since maybe middle school, but that didnt count.

"She's my baby," Azriel shrugs casually, his ears were hot, he knew they would poke relentless fun at him for ages.

"Your baby?" Rhys repeats, his tone laced with amusement, Cass is snickering again from his corner, a pause on the spliff he was rolling as he listened.

"He means to say his girlfriend," y/n chimes in, Azriel could tell she felt comfortable here, no more shyness in sight. Rhys and Cass were like that though, their vibe was just... Easy. All of their eyes snap to her and she smiles cheekily. "But hes absolutely petrified of the word," she tacks on, Azriel feels his cheeks burn and he shoots her a warning look. He'd get her back later. It wasn't that he was petrified of it... It was just that he couldn't get used to it.

"I like her Az, keep her," Cass is still chuckling to himself, marveling slightly. He never thought he'd see the day Az would bring home a girl.

"You two are embarrassing."

-

The pair were sitting on the beach, the warm summer air kissing their skin, the only sound was the ocean and the fair they had just come from off in the distance.

Azriel turned, admiring the way her hair ruffled in the breeze, in this moment, he didnt care about anything. Neither of them did. Azriel had decided not to move away, he was looking for a real job, hunting for an apartment that would be close enough to town that they could still be together... He knew there was still things to figure out, winning over her parents, that were nice enough but still looked down on him as if he would never be good enough for their daughter, the fact that she would eventually graduate, probably go off to college...

She wasnt worried though. She loved him enough to know that no matter what happened, or where they were... That nothing could break the bond they had built.

"Y/n, I love you," the words slipped out as Azriel gazed upon her, feeling so whole, so free yet so safe at the same time. He couldn't help himself. She deserved to know, anyway.

Her heart warmed, she turned toward him, leaning in, embracing the feel of his body against hers.

"I love you so much Azriel," she responds softly, their eyes fixed on one anothers. It was so easy now. For both of them.

"Thank you baby," he whispers softly, his throat bobbing. "Thank you for never giving up."

-

a/n: * not proof read yet, also im sorry its short don't hate me or kill me, i tried to warn y'all im trash at writing anything besides angst, i seriously struggled writing this because i feel like i forced it when I succk omg plus i feel like their story could have been over with the last part but i wanted to give you guys more you deserve all the fluff after everything we've been through. so here is your happy ending, i love you, stay tuned for what im working on next. <3

[foolsocracy]

Now having watched Frankenstein (1931) I find this really interesting. I didn't really expect the writers themselves to have watched the film; I assumed they saw it was a horror film released in Pete's time and included it with the bonus that the audience would know the story because its Frankenstein. It really aligns with the themes of spider noir though, so I'm second guessing myself.

I read Frankenstein a while back so I'm not as familiar with it as I once was, but I'd say its generous to say the movie is based off of the original novel. It hits some of the points but it really is different. I mean, in the film its Henry Frankenstein, not even Victor.

In the film, the monster is played almost-infantile. He reaches out towards light as if he could grab it. He plays with a little girl by a lake, throwing in flowers to watch them float like boats. When he kills her, it's an accident. How could he have known that she wouldn't float along with the flowers? Its Frankenstein and his assistant who are portrayed as monstrous. They lock him in the dark for three days. The intimidate him with fire and whips and fists.

Despite this, its Frankenstein who gets the 'good end,' while the monster is left to burn alive, pinned inside a wooden mill set alight by the townspeople.

Pete could have gotten nightmares from a number of scenes. Although I wouldn't personally say this is a scary film, there are definitely unnerving parts. There was also a different standard in 1931 for what was scary in film, plus Pete was already living a hard life at such a young age when he saw it.

Based on the panels themselves it is clear that Pete was scared of the monster itself (which is fair, the make up and costuming wanted him to be frightening). "I expected him to tell me there's no such thing as monsters," because no one in real life is a resurrected, looming... once-man-now-creature. (Just you wait, Peter). It's a more juvenile read of the film but Pete is a kid. Ben though, is a veteran, a socialist, has been around the block. He has the sense to analyze the film and interpret it differently. It is the men who find themselves with a capacity for senseless cruelty that are the monsters. That is exactly what the noir comics are about.

I really like that it's clear that Uncle Ben knows what Peter is about to learn. It also shows how much Pete has changed, just within the 1-2 years since he'd seen Frankenstein.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

the artblock be hitteth Harder than normal, for tis not normal artblock. woe. Wally be upon ye

[rox-of-iu]

hulloo, i am here once again with cultivate....but not the usual one (~_~;)

so funny thing! i had most of these already done from before, but felt a bit silly so i didnt post them. but then (spoiler) we got Tao Ying in his fresh new look and like.. i had to draw him and post the rest of the gang along with him hksfh. so here, the sillays

🍑Tao Ying

🐉Qing Mushu

🦆 The Empress

🐗The General

aaand more sillies of the goobers

aaaaand thats it hdjhdsjfhds so sorry for the long post lmao

characters yoinked from @neonghostcat cultivate

[lameow-l]

GAMING IS MY SON AND IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO HIM IM GONNA KILL EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM AND THEN MYSELF!!

LOOK AT HIM HES SO CUTE

i still have hope in getting the other boys too

its ok they can be a band or smth.. at least then gaming wouldn’t have to be so disappointed in people not hiring him bc he’s just having fun with his boys…