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sparrow-in-boots · 1 year ago

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this is my Bill Miles rant.

this is it. this is what you're about to read, yipee hurray! i'm about to rawdog this pustule of a man on a table, and i'm dissecting why he's such a tentative yet counterproductive evolutionary reaction to a shitty situation that ends up causing more problems than it fixes. yknow, like a pustule.

this is gonna be long and rough (honestly the innuendos just write themselves don't they), about 3.7k words long to be precise. this thing needed headings ffs. so take your time with it is what i’m saying xvx

also if you haven't already, I'd recommend checking out my previous Daniel and Lucy posts for further context as i'll bring back stuff from them in here. call it a series what the heck.

now, onto the Billiam

I could do a whole thing here where i explain and contextualize where he's coming from, and how the way he's worked for the brotherhood and later raised his son ultimately made sense from his point of view, etc etc. but i think we're all familiar with that exercise. 'Understandable' doesn't make it right or even smart, and anyone with some understanding of generational trauma and dealing with an emotionally stunted parent already knows the drill here. I'm not gonna break any new ground delving into it so i won't bother. We got bigger fish to fry here.

I will establish though, Bill is a man of action, few words and even fewer expression of emotions. I can draw a direct parallel to the Levantine brotherhood and their strict hierarchy and the ultimate authority of their grandmaster. Not mentor mind you, that's a title for later in the brotherhood's history. Al Mualim is the master, the leader, the head of the order, and his word is law and the tenets and maxim are sacred. If he tells you you should die for his will, then you will do it and gladly, because you're serving the brotherhood's higher purpose. I'm not here to argue the morals and ethics of that, just saying it like it is.

Bill may not be as strict as all that, in fact he's very much not and he couldn't if he tried (and i gotta say, i don't think he would try), but he certainly reflects that resolute certainty in the brotherhood's beliefs and what is needed to face their enemy. The templars are everywhere, they have their grasp in everything, and so you must be willing to give everything to push them back.

In his eyes, all the hardships that he put Desmond through in his youth were necessities. For the brotherhood, they are at war, and as such he saw it as an act of love and care to prepare Desmond for the worst. But he was so lost in a world of casualties and soldiers that he forgets all too often that people are, people.

Soldiers are human beings first and foremost, and to strip them of humanity may be argued as a necessity of war but it strips the brotherhood of its most fundamental goals. Human lives, human worth, humanity itself, are worth preserving and protecting in all its forms, that's the freedom they fight for. It's messy and complicated but it's beautiful and it's to be celebrated, not suppressed. To deny humanity for the sake of neat and clean order and hierarchy is what the templars want, and you can't fight that by becoming it. You fight it by opposing it. That's why Al Mualim turned, and that's why Altair had to kill him and rework the brotherhood from the ground up, even if he hadn't been twisted by the Apple. And that's why I wanna draw out the parallel between Al Mualim to Bill first.

BILL HAD A FARM EEAH EEAH YOH

In AC1 we're served a narrative that the templars and the brotherhood are not so different and they both want the same thing, "peace, in all things", but they have opposing views on how to achieve it and that's where their conflcit lies. Simple enough premise, and they do a pretty good job of showing how those two militaristic orders view the world and how to achieve their goals, and in what form those orders now exist in the modern world. Back then it made sense for the Farm to be an isolationist cult, it was a perfect mirror for the isolated Masyaf fortress and their secretive nature, but as the narrative developed in the next games, that contextualization just grew more and more flawed. The brotherhood had grown, branched out, coexisted in various time periods and cultural contexts, and it no longer made sense for them to be a remote cultish commune in the middle of nowhere.

Which leads me to believe that it was pretty much Bill's idea from the start. If you'll allow me to extrapolate some character beats, it's no secret that he's got a deep respect for the brotherhood, and I'd assume that includes Altair and Ezio given how their mentorship stirred the entire brotherhood into new eras. They are legendary figures in their history, they got statues of them in the brotherhood headquarters, it's really not subtle.

As such, one can see him trying his best to lean on their teachings, if not try to emulate them a bit. He's secretive, resolute, stubborn, all qualities we see of Altair and Ezio in the Animus and were likely exagerated over the centuries. In The Fall (comic), we see that the brotherhood had a whole secret library worth of knowledge before it was ransacked during the Great Purge, and it's not too far to assume that Bill spent some time digging through those archives in his youth. He was born in the brotherhood after all.

Grueling training, blind trust in your betters and the creed, secretiveness, emotional distance. All things we see in both the Farm and the Levantine brotherhood, a holdover from the smaller scope of AC1 that leads me to think this was a bit of Bill's bout of hero worshipping to maybe recreate the conditions that created the assassins of old. We don't know what the rest of the brotherhood thought of the Farm exactly, i can't find or recall any particular bit of lore that addresses it except from an outside perspective; all we get is Desmond's own comments on his experience based on his memories in ACR. Even when he speaks of it to others, they give no opinion of their own on the matter.

Bill might be so focused on the environment that created an assassin like Altair, that he forgets that the man then went over to rework the brotherhood to keep what happened to him from happening again. He fostered curiosity and understanding in his order, leading to many changes that carried on through the ages to the modern day. It was Altair learning to question and doubt his master, the man he'd follow blindly and without question once, that led to the survival and growth of the order. In fact, Altair puts his trust blindly in his assassins to protect him when he goes to confront Abbas, to keep him safe and help restore the order once again. Not the other way around. And when he saw that same curiosity and doubts in his son, he sought to stamp it out instead of seeing it for what it was.

Desmond left not just because he was terrified (his words not mine) of the training, the harshness, and the bland food. If we're being honest, he's found that in spades in the outside world too. No, he left because the Farm asked for blind trust and respect that was not shown to him in return. When he asked questions, they ignored or waved him away, and so as they dismissed his interest in truly understanding what was being taught, he gave them the same.

I'll give credit where it's due, he does apologize and offers a truce to Desmond. Grated, he doesn't get much of a chance to show how much he's changed exactly, especially in the minutiae of daily life with the team, and it's a rather wishy-washy apology overall. But it's something and more than most people get in real life. Desmond is gracious enough to take it and even does his best to give him a chance, which is more than most anyone would, and that says more about him than Bill.

Regardless, I want to chalk up this apology as rushed writing rather than Bill being actively manipulative by saying what Desmond would like to hear. I don't want to give the writers credit for writing some 4D chess mind game powers onto him. I'm not even a fan of the "two Bills on Lucy's emails" thing, that's just poor retcon to fit the "Lucy is a templar" plotline.

the tangent - YOU GOT MAIL

Speaking of, i wanna get into that for a moment. As far as i could dig up, we had no confirmation of why Lucy had to die besides fan theories, and then the ACR dlc dropped. It was further commented on AC3 and most importantly, several retcons that included Lucy being a sneaky templar were released in the Initiates web project. That included much of the Project Siren lore, reactions to her death among the templars, her leaving the memory core for Vidic's goons to find, and of course the retcon that she was in contact with two separate Williams. All this to say, we can't say for sure if the writers knew how they wanted to handle her cliffhanger death in ACB even when ACB itself came out. So this?

That was meant to be our introduction to Bill's character. Those are the words of a man who sent a 16yo girl into the world to fully fend for herself on her own against a corporation so powerful it's almost impossible to comprehend. And now that she's back among the community that dropped her into such a grueling situation, this is his reaction to her showing care and concern for another human being, who by the way is his own son?? Holding up all that she's suffered through over her head like compassion would invalidate all that?? I sincerely lack the words.

Well, actually Desmond said it best.

Right then, Bill really isn't better than them. He's just another cold calculating asshole who's so set on a nebulous future victory that he refuses to see the lives he's trampling on to get there. He's done it to Lucy, to Clay, to Desmond, and even to Shaun and Rebecca to an extent, and they are just the ones we know of. The Great Purge is no excuse for this behavior, that's not the time to grow apart, but closer and show sympathy and kindness to his fellow assassins. Some distant war general figure moving faceless pieces on the board is the last thing they want right then, or might even need.

We can see in this one email just how dire the situation is with how Rebecca even refuses to put a subject on the email. Opening up and being vulnerable is something to be done in quiet and secret, almost like it's a burden to show how much things are affecting you, and that's so messed up. Even in the army, you can see gallows humor and dark jokes to cope with the horrors soldiers go through, but we don't even get that amongst the team. When you approach Lucy as Desmond, it's often him showing her kindness and comfort and reassuring her through her doubts and fears, and she doesn't hesitate to share them with him and I think it has a lot to do with how they are both apart from Bill's influence. Lucy has her own cans of worms to deal with, but between her and Desmond, there's a measure of closeness and trust you don't see with the others.

I know, your boss is not exactly the person you might want to pour your heart out to, but come on! How powerful and rallying would it be to see your leader across the room and feel comfortable and safe enough to just sit together and talk?? It can't be overstated how much it matters that any movement that places itself against the current system must prove itself as... different from that system. It's the literal bare minimum here. If you say you care about humanity but you won't care for the humanity of your members, then... what are you even doing?

tangent done - BACK TO THE BIG PICTURE

I wanna take a quick step back for a bit. AC3 portrays Bill as a man who sees his actions as justified, who sees that his ends justify the means. It leads us down a doomed horseshoe theory that coupled with the deeply complicated historical time in the ancestral plotline, makes for a very murky and confusing narrative. The more you look at it, the less clear or discernible the themes get. It raises a lot of complex points but never closes or even shows where they are going with them.

Now, horseshoe theory is an erroneous concept that has been critiqued to hell and back, and to use it as a way to tie the modern and ancestral timelines in an attempt to create a "'we're all the same" theme is... the worst possible way to go about it. Doubly so when it’s often appropriated by right-wing pundits to vilify their political opponents. You can't make the protagonists ponder on how to hold hands and sing kumbaya with a death cult to avoid Armageddon while the writers are going "bUt ThEy ArE bAd ToO" because of one guy (who you're also attempting to redeem) who deems the inherent human need for connection as "being too weak". Even that is enough of a mess, but add to it the whole deconstruction of the war of independence and the sheer horror that the colonies were for the indigenous people back then and all the way up to this day... Where are the writers even going here??

We get more conversations about how allying with the templars is not a possibility than any proper address on Lucy or the entire situation that led to her turning, much less who's to blame, how can they avoid this in the future, how the protagonists even feel about all this. Just excuses for why it had to happen, there was no other way, let’s move along now, nothing to see here. In AC2 and ACB we got some neat and tidy convos that made sense to be bite-sized, concise little bits of characterization and presenting themes and concepts for the worldbuilding. But in AC3, we get convos that could have been entire cutscenes, whole dialogues amongst the characters to reckon with all that's been happening. Instead we waste cutscene time with fucking Juno and the Isu failed attempts that don't fucking matter to the story they should be focused on telling.

Which is why I want to talk about Haytham.

THE HUMAN PROBLEM

I bring him up because AC3 clearly wants to parallel his and Connor's relationship with Bill's and Desmond's. Which, personally i think it gives off the feeling that it's supposed to be a "hey it could be worse" at Desmond. I think we can agree that's a sucky attitude to have towards anyone who's suffered family trauma like Desmond did, and it also kind of diminishes the weight of the colonial era storyline. But since the game wants to talk about it, then let's talk about it.

Haytham is one more indoctrinated assassin-to-templar character, which is it's own mirror to Daniel and Lucy, but this is not about them. Haytham is cold, pragmatic, relentless and so calculating. He was warmer and kinder when he was younger, even a rather gray character, but all that is lost the longer he spends as the templar grandmaster. He did care for Connor in his own way and wanted to bring him to their side if only so that he wouldn't have to kill him, but if it came to it, he would have as we see in the game multiple times.

And as far as the game is concerned, that's also Bill. They are both two men who got worn down into their respective roles and lost sight of what's truly important. Except, we don't know that. We see it with Haytham plain as day in the prologue, but we don't know how Bill was in his younger years. We know about a few missions he took that involved the Animus project, but besides that we don't know what kind of man or even child he was. We don't even know what his dynamic with other people is, how he is with his wife, does he have family? Siblings, parents, cousins, anything? Does he even care? What about friends and colleagues? Hell, we don't even know what he's like in action, the Cairo mission happens off-screen and Desmond handles their escape with the Apple. All we see of him in AC3 is how he's an emotionally stunted bossy guy, and anything else is told, never shown.

Haytham however, gets a prologue and several missions in-game, and even a whole side novel from his point of view.

As such, I'm reluctant to extrapolate the kind of man Bill is based off of Haytham alone, because again they not only exist in very different times and contexts, but there's a severe imbalance in screentime. What I can do however, is compare their "ending" as it were.

Haytham dies by the hands of his own son. He had the chance to put his ego aside and listen to his son, maybe put his cards on the table and explain the misunderstanding about the attack on Connor's village, but he didn't. He decided to hold that information until it was the most convenient to him, and then try to use it to manipulate Connor into switching sides. He refused to put aside the grandmaster role and step up as a father, or even as a man who cared about someone else's feelings. Whatever his feelings for Ziio and his son, they came second to the templars and their goals, and that was his death sentence. To his dying breath, he held true to that mentality.

Bill however, despite apologizing, hasn't shown much of the work to change. He and the brotherhood remains stagnant and withering, and in the face of the person he's hurt the most and is still alive to make amends to, he remains distant and reticent. All the efforts to connect and deepen whatever there is between them needs to come from Desmond, and every attempt to reach out to the outside gets shut down. It's Desmond refusing to give up on him that saves his ass even! Given the state of their relationship, that fucking SUCKS.

It shouldn't be up to Desmond to fix what Bill wrecked back at the Farm, and portraying otherwise, like Desmond is the one who messed everything up, is ass backwards. The brotherhood and Bill should be bending into knots to convince him to stay and that things aren't as they were once, but Desmond decided to stay long before. Because one the templars suck, two Desmond got the proof he always had asked for as a child and three, Lucy showed him kindness and understanding. One might even go so far as to say that it was living Altair's own rebirth period is what reassured those questions he had and gave him true understanding, but Lucy gave him hope in a hopeless situation.

That's powerful not just as a narrative point but as a theme for the assassins as a whole. The games continue to portray the brotherhood as a beacon of hope against the oppression and tyranny of the templars (even for the modern days through the glyph puzzles in AC2 and ACB) but Bill, the face of the brotherhood as the de-facto mentor, is himself as a tyrant.

One would expect AC3 to show him either follow Haytham's fate or change himself to avoid it, but we're denied that kind of development. Even in the Initiates web project and subsequent games, Bill's change is kind of handwaved. He lost the will to fight and vanished but then he saw the desecration of his son he barely showed to give much of a shit for, and now he's back and Mentor again? He's awkward and trying to be approachable in Origins but he's still rather overconfident and posturing too much for his own good.

(I mean, sitting within range of Layla's blade before she's even out of the Animus? Bold fucker.)

If they truly wanted to grapple with Bill and his place and role in the story they spun us, which I assume they do since he's the one who does the intro to the AC3 game, then they should have DONE THAT. Make him face the consequences of his choices and actions, and make the team hold him responsible for it. Make him soften and change, not just give us a pitiable hug and a meek little "Son..." just before Desmond sacrifices himself. Seriously, what gives?

One of the biggest failures in AC3 is their horrid sense of narrative prioritizing with the modern timeline. They tried to close too many threads at once with not nearly enough screentime, and wasted time on needless fluff. But most importantly, I think that the games after ACB have a human problem, in that they refuse to acknowledge the humanity in the modern timeline.

Bill could have been an incredible display of change, that the templars aren't the superior mentality that can turn anyone who spends long enough around them like some brain-corroding virus. Show that the brotherhood still has a chance and that no one is above humbling themselves or beyond bettering themselves, and most of all that the brotherhood can indeed bring hope in a hopeless situation, and community and understanding can make a difference. And since they are so touchy about murder all of a sudden, also show that the assassins are capable of doing more than just killing people.

But we don’t. We don’t get any of that. We’re once again denied of any development that would make any kind of statement that would shift the status quo and make them pay attention to the modern timeline and what they’re doing with it. And worst of all, we're denied any development that would bring us closer emotionally to these characters and make us ponder our place in the world and in history. Cus god forbid the series that has “history as its playground” learn anything from it.

#assassin's creed #william miles #bill miles #ubisoft bullshit #ac meta #ac3 #pardal rambles #i wrote this in a fucking fervor wtf #adhd took the wheels ahaha

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lunaryuwu · 9 months ago

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what is.. the odyssey au... 👀

It’s a fantasy au where i decide to torture myself because worldbuilding is hell. Slightly inspired by odyssey, as in the homer greek poem thingy with some parallels to greek mythology

So this takes place on another planet and there’s magic and kingdoms and royalty all that. The bmc kids live in different kingdoms and don’t know each other YET

Jeremy is the prince of the moon kingdom and his dad just got divorced from his mom and things ate tough and messy for him and the kingdom. They get ambushed and this thing which is a big power crystal thing that powers the kingdom and keeps it stable and such gets destroyed in the ambush and the weather is going haywire and the land is breaking and people are dying. His dad is in no shape for work rn and the council basically votes for jeremy to take over his dad’s place as king for now and set off on a quest to find someone who can repair the crystal

He goes to like the main hub, biggest kingdom, well not so kingdom cuz it’s more like a village and there are no royals here just like. A government group thingy. I’m working on the worldbuilding trust me this won’t even be important later. He meets christine, protector of the forests and is led to the village. He meets jake next who is the son of a god from the elite society thingy that keeps the entire world stable and under control. He’s tasked to find out what happened to the moon kingdom aka jeremy’s place as a test of proving if he is worthy to inherit his dad’s place in the elite society thing. Jake and jeremy team up to find out what’s going on because jeremy doesn’t know either

They meet most of the gang in the village and idk what happens next(I haven’t thought of the plot much because worldbuilding is taking up all my time) so here’s the basic roles of everyone:

Rich: Apprentice crustal renewer, knows how to repair the energy crystals and stiff about them

Jenna: Messenger, has wings, is like a mailman

Brooke: Botanist and crystal collecter

Chloe: Chemist, Brooke’s neighbor, childhood friends with her, learns chemistry with her together

Michael lives in the sun kingdom where they get like their first ingredient to fix the crystal. He controls the day cycles and sun explosions. Michael joins the party because he wants to explore the other kingdoms and help too.

Throughout the series it’s obvious the “bad guy”(aka squip) is using technology to do stuff but the gang doesn’t know what’s technology. It’s an otherworldly thing to them. Their world relies on magic and stuff. They’ve never used technology. Heck, technology as a word doesn’t even exist. So it’s just a frustrating process of the readers knowing it’s technology and the characters being oblivious. They don’t know how to counter squip’s “magic” but they’ll figure it out eventualy

#be more chill #ask box

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hotjellycow · 4 years ago

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𝙸𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚈𝚊𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚡 𝚂𝙼𝚁

𝙼𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚊

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝚂𝚖𝚞𝚝

𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐(𝚜): 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚌𝚘𝚠 𝙸𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚔, feminization, 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚜, 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗?, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒v𝚎 𝙸𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊

(Y/n) waited outside his boyfriends agency building after he had gotten a strange hastily written message from Inasa asking him to pick him up quickly.

It was certainly strange, his lover had never left worked this early even when he was ill he still went to work despite (Y/n)'s warnings so it was strange when he suddenly asked (Y/n) to pick him up.

Inasa hadn't been feeling sick before work so it couldn't have been that, though it did make him worry thinking maybe Inasa had gotten hurt during work but then again wouldn't he have gone to the hospital or at least call you?

You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard your car door open and saw Inasa quickly get into the passenger seat but what was strange was that he was wearing a hood over his head and a blanket over his body.

You noticed his hands were crossed over his chest area tightly making you slightly confused. "Inasa are you ok?" You asked noticing his also red face and sweat dripping down his face along with his deep heavy breaths, "I'm fine can we go home please," he asked his voice uncharacteristically low almost a whisper.

"Are you sure?" You asked again getting worried, "Ill tell you later can we please go home," he asked louder, you decided to stop prodding and just started the car and drove home.

~~~

When you opened the house door Inasa immediately ran past you and into your bedroom where he locked himself inside the bathroom. You locked the front door again and folwed him quickly, you stood in front of the restroom door putting your habd on the knob and trying to open it but alas it was locked. You knocked on the door jiggling the knob again, "Baby are you ok? Whats going on?" You asked ready to kick the door down if you needed to, "Just give me a minute!"

Inasa yelled from inside the bathroom though he sounded out of breath.

You decided to just wait on the bed for him to get out but that didn't stop your worries.

Was he hurt? Did something happen during a villain attack? All these thoughts hurt your head. You heard the door creaking slowly open making you snap your head up seeing Inasa standing in front of the doorway with a blanket over his body and a hood over his head.

You stand up quickly walking in front of his larger form, "Darling what happened?

Is everything alright?" You asked putting your hand on his shoulder. He nodded letting out a shaky, "I'm ok but i um got hit by a q-quirk today," he mumbled, "What, well what is it?!"

You asked, your boyfriend slowly pulled his hood down revealing to you two white and black spotted cow ears along with small black cow horns on the top of his head.

Your jaw literally dropped when you sat it, "What the fuck," you said shocked, "What happened?!" You asked. "I got into a fight and one of them hit me with their quirk turning me into... this" Inasa said pointing to his head. "Well shouldn't we go back to the agency to fix this or go to the hospital," you asked frantically about to get your keys and drive to the hospital to figure out what the heck was going on.

But before you could go Inasa grabbed your arm, "Wait!"

He suddenly shouted one of his hands still over his chest as his other gripped your arm tightly, "There's um something else..." he said looking away from your gaze shyly, "Well what is it?" you asked wondering what else could have possibly happened.

He kept looking away as he spoke, "Just don't be weirded out please," he whispered struggling to find the right words to say.

You just nodded hesitantly not sure what he was doing, Inasa took a deep heavy breath as he slowly removed his hands from his chest and removed the blanket over his body revealing his black shirt with two wet spot right around where his nipples were. You were certainly confused not sure what and how he got those wet spots.

"Whats that?" you asked not too sure what was going on there, Inasa hesitantly lifted the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head which revealed his two large pectorals leaking some sort of white creamy substance from his very red looking nipples.

"W-what?" you asked not knowing what to say in this situation.

It was so strange to you, you could see how embarrassed Inasa was showing you, his face was red as small tears was apparent in the corner of his eyes.

His breath was getting heavier as sweat dripped form his face, his eyes squeezed shut not wanting to look at your face right now. "(Y/n) it hurts, I don't know what to do," he breathed out some tears from humiliation and pain, it wasn't regular pain though.

He felt so sensitive, every touch to his chest made him whimper, he was too embarrassed to tell anyone and he was definitely too embarrassed to consult a doctor about this. What was he supposed to say? He was hit my a horny quirk that made him moan with every touch? Fuck that.

He thought since you were his lover that maybe you could help him.

You reached your hand out to touch it, just curious as to how this was happening, when you pushed your hand onto his soft chest the liquid immediately squirted out of his nipple getting on your shirt.

A loud strangled moan coming out of Inasas mouth as he grabbed your hand giving it good squeeze, he pushed your hand away from him embarrassed at the noise he made.

"I'm sorry," he said hiding his face away from you, "Baby is that why you don't want to go to the doctor," you asked sympathetically, you knew how red faced and embarrassed he was right now and you didn't want to make it worse.

He just nodded his head tears pouring down his face from all the shame he was feeling in that moment.

You reached your hand out taking his in yours pulling his face to look at you, "Its ok baby maybe I can help, only if you want me to," you offered wiping away the tears on his face with your thumb, smiling softly at Inasas sniffling, he looked into your eyes and nodded, "please," he whispered. You nodded pulling him to the bed, you sat him down on the bed and left to the restroom bringing back some towels knowing things would most likely get messy.

You laid them around the bed before sitting yourself down on the bed taking off your pants, you patted your lap beckoning Inasa to sit on it.

He removed his pants leaving his boxers on only and hesitantly making himself comfortable on your lap placing his hands on your shoulders, you removed your shirt knowing it would get dirty.

"I'll try my best to help you" you reassured him bringing him in for a gentle kiss, he closed his eyes deciding to put his trust in you.

You pulled away slowly rubbing his hips as you moved your hand to his chest, you tried not to press too much knowing he was very sensitive.

You put your hand over his chest and massaged it slowly, "(Y/n) hah~" he moaned putting his palm over your hand pushing you hand harder on his chest, you pressed his nipple in between your finger squeezing it harder this time causing a loud moan to erupt from his mouth.

Inasa bit down on his lip trying to keep his volume down as much as he could, you gave his tit a god squeeze making his nipples to spurt out out the liquid.

You leaned your face close to his nipple, sticking out your tongue you swirled it around his red bud before taking it int your mouth, "A-Aah shit~" he moaned loudly gripping onto your hair tightly. You sucked harder on his tits causing the liquid to fill into your mouth, surprised you pulled away breathless.

You smacked your lips drinking some of the liquid, surprisingly it tasted like milk but sweeter, almost addicting.

You latched onto his nipple again sucking on it more, the milk entering your mouth as you tried t drink as much as you could, some spilled from the sides of mouth letting it drip on your chest.

"Yes yes! Ngh~" Inasa moaned pushing himself against your warm mouth, relief filling his body as his sensitivity heightened his body trembling as he suddenly came in his boxers leaving a wet spot on his boxers. You continued your actions removing your hand from his tit and moving it to his boxer where you pulled them down, taking a hold of his dick you jacked him off rubbing his cum and pre-cum covered tip with your thumb making it leak more pre-cum.

Inasa moved his hand over his mouth trying his best to keep his noises down but with everything you were doing he couldn't.

Looking up and seeing your lovers pleasured red face along with hearing his loud moans made you groan and cum in your boxers as well, fastening your movements you detached from his nipple and moved to his other sucking the milk filled pectoral.

You tried your best to keep your breathing study as you sucked in as much as you could.

You lifted your boyfriend up and pushed him down on the bed getting in between his legs, you pulled down his boxers along with yours as Inasa covered his face from you panting hard.

You leaned down to his dick licking around his tip before taking him in your mouth fully.

"Agh!~" he moaned feeling your hot mouth around him, you moved your hand up his body giving his boob a good squeeze feeling the milk squirt out and onto your hand. You pinched his nipple trying to get all that stored up milk out of him, Inasa thrusted into your mouth gently gripping your hair as his thick thighs wrapped around your head squeezing you. Tears continued to run down his face but this time from all the pleasure you were giving him, he sobbed into his mouth as he tugged on your hair.

You moved your free hand to wrap around his thigh massaging it gently, Inasa removed his hand from his mouth gripping onto the hand that was on his boob his other hand forcing your head down as his body spasmed, "Oh (y/n)! yes fuck fuck~fuckkk~!" he moaned cumming into your mouth.

His eyes crossed as his tongue hung out of his mouth, milk pouring from his tits as he orgasmed, hearing his moans and looking up to seeing his pleasured face made you cum.

Your cum landing on the bed as you drank the cum in your mouth.

"Ngh~" Inasa let out one last moan as he came down from his high nearly passing out but struggling to stay awake, you licked the tip of his dick before pulling away his thighs falling onto the bed his body weak.

You took a deep breath observing the big mess and the half awake Inasa laying there smiling at you, you smiled back leaning up and kissing his forehead. "I love you baby," you mumbled pecking his lips, Inasa smiled sweetly mumbling a small I love you too, "Come on let me clean you up baby," you mumbled lifting him up and bringing him to the bath.

You cleaned the bed up as you waited for the bath to fill up, you sat down in the large bathtub pulling Inasa to sit on your lap as you washed his cum and milk filled body.

He weakly kissed your cheek as you washed him, "Thank you," he whispered smiling.

You nodded kissing him again, looking up you noticed, "Hey the horns and ears are gone," you mentioned noticing they disappeared.

Inasa nodded closing his eyes, "You can sleep baby I'll get you cleaned up," you said making him nod and fall asleep on against your chest.

#male reader #seme male reader #anime #dom male reader #gaylove #bnha smut #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha inasa #bnha inasa #inasa yoarashi #hotjellycow

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szchaql · 3 years ago

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Total Opposite (part 9)

Paul Lahote x Swan reader

Masterlist

Hello! Sorry that this chapter took so long hehehe. I've been busy with college and life problems.

Hope u enjoy ^^

A week spending time with her mom in Phoenix, (y/n) realizsed that she can't stay mad at Paul. She know that he couldn't do anything about it. He is loyal to Sam. Even if he actually can leave the pack, like Jacob, Seth and Leah, he chose not to. Because Paul is more closer to Sam rather to the Black.

When (y/n) leave La Push, she knew that sooner or later Paul will be chasing his way down to Phoenix, to meet her. But she never imagined that it will be this fast.

A week after she left, Paul is standing there, in front of her mom house, with Jared and Embry. He looks so bad, with beard and messy hair. When he rang the bell, Rene look at her daughter, whether to open it or just leave it. (Y/n) know at that moment, that Paul will never give up. He is so stubborn. So she let her mom open the door and let the three boys in.

Upon seeing his imprint, sitting on the chair near the kitchen, make Paul's heart beat rapidly. The imprint bond pull him to her, so strong that he need to held it and not scaring her off.

Rene leave the teenagers on their own, deciding that better not interfere with what happened to them. "I'll go to the mart. Okay?" And then she left just like that, leaving the young Swan and the three boys.

Paul look at (y/n) with this sad, desperate, and guilt eyes, slowly walking to her. Jared and Embry stay behind, standing close to the door. Sensing that (y/n) didn't flinch nor making any move, make Paul regain his confidence. He knows that one wrong move means the end for the both of them, a fatal one. He surely don't want that to happen.

He stop a few meters from (y/n), afraid and don't know what to do. Everything that he prepared to tell her dissappeared in an instant. His mind goes blank, his mouth goes dry. Heck, he even can't find his voice. He just stand there, frozen, eyes lock at (y/n).

It's (y/n) who break the silence. "So, with you three can easily went to Phoenix, means that the fight was over?" Her brown eyes looks at the boy in front of her with this sharp looks, sending shiver to Paul.

"Yes... i go as soon as the fight is over... (y/n).. I'm sorry.. i.." he lost on his words.

"Is.. is Bella okay??" (Y/n) sounds so worried. She can't ask Jacob or Seth or Leah with a conditions like that.

"They had to turn her.. oh.. and Jake imprinted on Renesmee... you know, they named her Renesmee.." Before Paul could answer, Jared answer it first.

Jacob imprinted on Bella's daughter? Wow.. i can't imagine.

"I'm so sorry, for everything... i.. I just want you to be safe.. i'm sorry i didn't listen to your explanation and didn't give a mind to your feelings.. i hurt you so bad and i'm very guilty because of it... i.. i want to fix this.. please.. give me a chance and come back.." Paul's face shows all of his emotion and feelings, of how desperate and sorry he is.

"Promise me that you will hear my thought and consider my feelings.." he nod immediately without thinking, right after (y/n) talk. "And stop bothering Jake, Seth and Leah.. I mean.. all of you are friends. You can talk it out."

The three boys nod.

"So... will you come back with us?" Embry asked with hope.

She nod. "Tomorrow. I want to talk with my mom first, and I should pack my things."

Paul sigh in relieved hearing that (y/n) agreed to come back to Forks. Both Embry and Jared also can't hide their relieved feelings.

Not long after, Rene come back from grocery shopping and the 5 of them are having dinner together. They didn't tell Rene about all the problem that happened in Forks, just a glimpse of it.

"So, tomorrow you will go back to Forks?" Rene asked her daugtherwhile she helps her packing her stuff.

(Y/n) nod. "Time passes quickly. I feel like it's only yesterday that you came here, with tears flowing down..." she continue.

"Sorry, mom.. but I really need you.." (y/n) said, feeling guilty that she only stay for one week.

"Ohh.. don't be.. It's okay, though.. I learnt so much that you really enjoy your time there. You made a good friends with a lot of people, you even found love in there. So, it's okay. I'm glad. You are always welcome to come here and have a girls time with me." Rene hug her daughter tightly, proud that her youngest daugther grown up well.

"I'll text you when I arrived, I'll text you everyday. You can also call me whenever you want.." (y/n) smile softly. She also feeling glad and happy that she has a supportive and loving mom, who always be there for her, helping her.

"Tell Bella that I love her too and I miss her so much. I wish for her happiness and that I can't wait to meet my granddaughter." Rene said.

Yes, yesterday (y/n) broke the news to her mom that Bella was giving birth to a daughtera few days ago. Rene was delighted and couldn't hide her happiness.

"I'm a Grandma! Finally! Oh my god! I can't wait to see them! You should call and tell her that i wish to meet them." (Y/n) laugh at her mom.

"Okay, okay. Calm down, mom. I will tell her. She still need time to adjust, but she will tell you soon." (Y/n) try to calm her mom, but it's useless since her mom already preparing gifts etc, for her oldest daughter and her granddaughter. (Y/n) just shake her head looking at her mom's behaviour.

•••

"Please be carefull. Take a rest if you are tired. And dont forget to text me when you arrive there. Okay?" The mother and daughter are saying goodbye for the hundreds time that morning.

Embry, Jared and Paul only stand not to far from them, stunt. How energic is (y/n) and Bella's mom.

"Okay, mom. Don't worry. And thankyou for everything.. gonna miss you." (Y/n) said while hugging Rene for the last time.

"Will miss you too.. Paul, please take good care of her. If you ever hurt her again, I won't mind to come straight to your house and beat you up. Heck, even i will haunt your life forever." Rene said in some joke-threathening voice.

"Of course, 'mam. I wont make the same mistakes again and i surely will treasure her more." Paul said in confidence. Embry and Jared hold their laughs, seeing how scared Paul is. They know Paul hardly feel scared, but now he looks like a pup getting scolded.

"Well, we should go now.. bye mom!" (Y/n) said and get in the jeep, along with Paul, Embry and Jared. Jared is the one who drive, with Embry sitting in the passenger seat. (Y/n) and Paul sit together in the back.

The four of them said goodbye to Rene and drive back home to Forks.

(Y/n) looking out the window, feeling fresh. She hope that after this, she can have some calm and happy live with Paul, her family and the packs. She can't wait to meet her dad and Bella, not forget Renesmee. She's curious of how she looks. Will she resemble Bella or Edward.

Right, the Cullen. She totally forgot about them. Maybe she need to slowly trying to accept them, maybe she also can have fun with them.

#paul lahote x reader #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote

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lebrookestore · 3 years ago

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the one; l.ty

Pairing: Lee Taeyong x reader

Themes: exes! au, best friends to nothing, exes to nothing, college! ish au because they’re graduating, the angst is a very subtle type but its still pretty heavy

Warnings: unrequited love, heavy angst, mentions of kissing and food (ice cream)

Wc: 1.6k

Playlist: the 1 by taylor swift, closure by taylor swift, 2 kids by taemin, dancing after death by Matt Maeson

Authors note: this is a deleted scene from my fic, favorite crime! (which you should go read. please lmao but also because it will give this story even more context) i have altered it so it sort of works as a oneshot? Anyways, I hope you like it<3

You know the greatest loves of all time are over now

When you’re younger, you’re told to live your life to the fullest, to enjoy your youth. You’re seen as naive and and wide eyed at the world around you. When you’re younger you’re allowed to make those stupid mistakes and mess up, because people look past them.

But some mistakes, everyone but yourself can look past. These type of mistakes could haunt you for the rest of your life with every little thing you do. The what ifs.

And when you’re young, even though you have so much of your life left to enjoy, you can’t ever go back and fix them. They were permanent, like a life long promise, or a tattoo inked into your skin. You would never be able to escape them, even if you moved on.

At age twenty one, standing in front of your full length mirror donning your graduation cape, you had already made one of these mistakes, and it weighed you down everyday, simply because the reminder of it all was just a window away.

You glanced through your window, seeing him there, doing the same thing as you were, trying to adjust his tie. If you hadn’t been so stupid, then the two of you would have been getting ready together, you would be the one tying his tie and he would be the one teasing you about how your your cap was too big for you.

You let a smile brief your lips, before looking away. Even though you were no longer staring at him, you knew exactly what he was, the image burned into your mind. Bleached blond hair still messy no matter how much he tried to tame it, his bright eyes that seemed to hold the universe and that intoxicating smile.

Your biggest mistake was falling in love with the boy who never loved you back.

And how you had fallen, hook, line and sinker for him. Taeyong was the object of your affections, your best friend- well former best friend. That was where your mistake came in.

You foolishly let it happen, a relationship of sorts with him. At first, it was everything you had ever wanted, but that slowly started turning into a nightmare you wanted to wake up from. Sometimes you still wonder if you’re in a nightmare.

The two of you worked so well together, because you had known each other since you were four. He knew all your flaws, had seen you at your worst and at your best. You would have never thought he would be the cause of one of your worst moments.

But Taeyong, he wasn’t in love with you, but rather, was infatuated. Infatuated with the idea of love and loving you. Once he figured that out, he did the right thing and told you, effectively breaking up with you.

You lost your best friend and lover all at once. It was painful being around him, because you were still in love with him. He had been your everything, and now you had nothing at all. He slipped through your fingers like sand on a beach.

You hadn’t talked to him since that night he told you the truth. You made an effort to not look at him through your window, because it would just break your heart more. You had never known what it was to be heartsick until you experienced it yourself, and extremely violently.

He didn’t push it either, giving you your space. And while this helped you heal, it also felt so wrong. From spending almost every moment together, to spending no time at all, your lives had completely changed.

For some, love was a breeze, it gave them a fuzzy warm feeling that they wanted to hold onto forever. For you, love hurt like a bitch.

You couldn’t help but think about what could have been, if he had actually loved you. Or if you never indulged in what you wanted and just stayed friends. Sometimes- no, all the time, you wished that had happened instead. You were fine with loving him quietly.

Another part of you, the more selfish part, wished he never realized he didn't love you. You would have been fine living that way, but that was only thinking about yourself. You deserved to know, and he deserves that freedom.

What if?

Falling into love is easy, especially with someone like Taeyong. He was the most beautiful guy you had ever seen, with the kindest heart you could think of. You had fallen when you were merely seventeen, still in high school.

No, it was the falling out of love part that was harder. After loving someone for as long as you had loved him, you couldn't imagine ever loving anyone else. The sheer thought of it didn't make sense to you.

So what if you were still with him, what if you never lost him. What if he was still your best friend through thick and thin?

Snapping out of your thoughts, you made one last adjustment to your graduation cap and sighed, scanning yourself over in the mirror. Deeming yourself presentable, you walked out of your apartment, jogging down the stairs of the building and reaching the ground level.

You were hitching a ride with your friend Ryunjin, who was arguably the world's worst driver but you didn't really have a choice. If you did, you would be going with Taeyong, but well, that wasn't going time happen.

You yourself couldn't drive, simply because you were too scared of accidently killing someone. Taeyong had even tried to teach you how to drive when the two of you were dating, but it was discovered that you were probably even worse than Ryunjin.

A few traumatized minutes of the drive to campus later, you found yourself lost in a sea of students that were also graduating with you. Thankfully you had a few friends, but it was still pretty overwhelming.

The ceremony itself was a blur, of you were being completely honest. You saw your friends get called up on stage and receive their scrolls. Ryunjin flashes an awkward peace sign at the principal because she shook his hand, Ten did a happy dance after, and Renjun pretended to click a picture.

You saw Taeyong go up there and receive his scroll, a bright smile on his face, a smile you so loved. You clapped for him, a proud, yet bittersweet smile gracing your features.

And soon it was you up there, and after you had gotten your scroll and take your picture, it had literally turned blurry. You didn’t realize you were tearing up until a wave of emotions crashed over you. You had finally graduated, you were out of this place after four years.

You hated change, despised it even. Now you were thrust out into the world, gone was the familiarity of attending classes and parties with your friends. First you lost your best friend, now you’d probably lose most of your other friends. It wasn’t as if all of you were going to stay in the town, you had first hand experience of this when your friend Yeji graduated the year before and moved away.

You were so young, so naive and yet it felt as if you couldn’t hold on to a single moment long enough. How were you supposed to enjoy your youth then? You were slowly loosing everything.

Sucking in a deep breath, you composed yourself, a laugh escaping you when Ryunjin practically threw herself onto you in a hug of celebration. You quickly wiped your tears so no one saw them, smiling.

Turning around to talk to another friend, your eyes met Taeyong’s. He was much further away from you, but you knew it was him, you’d always know him. He didn’t break the contact, a small smile appearing on his lips as me mouthed something.

‘I’m proud of you’

You mustered up the best smile you could, repeating the same things silently so that only he would know it. Pressing your lips together pacified, you once again accepted that it was over. You had accepted it so many times, but you had to keep reminding yourself.

With one last look in his direction, you raised your hand up, curling your fingers into a fist before bringing it down to your chest, right over your heart. His smile only grew as he gave you an affectionate wave. Best friends after all, you knew each other like the back of your hands.

And then everyone tossed their caps into the air, as cheers resounded through the hall. Laughter and chattering filled the area, and you knew it would be alright in the end.

You accepted the fact that Taeyong would haunt all your what-ifs, even as you tried to move on. All the kisses at midnight and late night talks out on your adjoining roofs, the long drives and ice cream dates- it was a thing of the past.

And yes, it still hurt when you recalled all the beautiful things that had happened with your time with him, the way the two of you were so beautiful.

It simply wasn’t meant to be, even if you were still in love with him. Heck, you were sure you’d always be in love with Taeyong, a part of your heart would be reserved for him and him only, but it was time to let go. You weren’t okay right now, but you’d learn to be okay.

Still, it would have been fun if he had been the one.

fin.

#taeyong x reader #kpopscape #kokonomi #ankathia #nctcreations #neowritingsnet #cznnet #nct-writers #lee taeyong x reader #nct taeyong x reader #nct 127 scenarios #nct #taeyong imagines #taeyong scenarios #taeyong angst

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moxfirefly · 3 years ago

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B D J O V for Donnie, Karl and Alcina? (yes I am in love, no I dont have regrets uwu)

My 3 loves? Well why not! And pls enjoy the ficlet styles I’m going to opt for when doing dirty secrets! This is a little long so is going under the cut.

🩸🍷Alcina Dimitrescu🩸🍷

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

A bit of an odd one here but she loves backs, like your actual back. The line of your spine, if you have those back dimples, ufff. She loves the shape of it if you’re on the more curvier side, she loves the skin, and your rolls, and any stretch marks. Just picture that elegant hand of hers ghosting over your back, nails maybe even claws.

On herself, well Alcina is aware of her assets and she’s very aware of her chest, both she’s quite proud of but she’s really proud of her figure over all.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

There was a pretty seamstress in the village who always was brought up to the castle to help with her dresses. She was a pretty thing in Alcina’s eyes, very much her type. When your making or fixing or measuring a tailor made outfit for a 9ft+ woman well it gets tricky and a little more handsy than usual. Alcina didn’t mind, the seamstress didn’t either. It was interesting following simple commands even if they were asked upon her with nothing but grace and poise.

So as Alcina sat for the 40th time to have something around her neck marked to be fixed, she had to stand between her legs to best approach and see the mistake. Only sitting did she have the best chance at seeing her at a more eye to eye level (well as best as it could be).

She isn’t dumb, she knows curiosity, want and lust like the back of her hand. Sees the nervous swallow of the seamstress whenever hands glide across her chest. The whispered ‘pardon my lady’ when she rests a palm on Alcina’s throat and takes a needle to the neckline with all the gentleness she can muster. Of course it’s the moment to prick her finger, the quiet hiss and scent is enough to alert Alcina and without waiting for her to fuss she takes that bleeding digit and kisses it, tastes the bead of blood, all while looking straight at her. When she still sees lust there, oh does she pull her closer.

One of her maids walks in about twenty minutes later, an array of materials in her arms so she doesn’t quite catch how the Lady of the castle smooths her dress and tries not to laugh, chest heaving a little and legs closing a tad. The maid greets her with her usual honorifics before leaving the requested materials, she notices the seamstress isn’t there and arches a brow at the room. “Lavatory” is all Alcina says before the maid makes a question. She nods but feels something isn’t right with the current picture but still leaves.

Once gone.

The seamstress crawls out from under Alcina’s skirt, mouth shiny, hair disheveled and nice set of teeth marks at her bosom.

It becomes a frequent thing after that.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

It’s not to say she needs to because she sincerely feels she has anybody at her beck and call who is willing ready and able. But on the rare occasion she indulges in some self care, it’s mostly in her luxurious tub. Feeling the warm water, her hair clean and smelling of that weeks chosen fragrance, well it gets her thinking and thinking leads desiring and if there isn’t anybody she’ll handle it. Slow, she loves drawing out her own pleasure, loves to feel that rise but stops before it’s too close. She’ll do that, edge herself a little bit more before biting down on her lip to muffle a more particular louder cry.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Both. She lives for giving it and she loves to receive it. She is just, wow, so incredibly good at it, she’s goes about it in such erotic and passionate way and if you’re not looking like you are being possessed by the devil then she up’s her game to make sure that happens. You can squeeze her head with your thighs all you want, she’s built different lol she can handle it. Don’t yank to much on her hair though, claw at her all you want but easy on the do.

She’s had a few inexperienced lovers which she has to guide when they want to go down on her. She’s very particular of what and how she likes it, but she’s patient enough to teach you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

I’ll do you one better, https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRSKhUoh/

⚙️Heisenberg⚙️

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

https://hagelpaimon.tumblr.com/post/661063110466158592/i-wonder-wonder-who-ill-pick-hesi-baby-a

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) shout out to @imthegreenfairy88 for helping me out with this one.

The first few times he indulged in this he was very adamant in keeping it to himself and to himself only (with time and reassurance he chills out) but the first time he tried doing ‘back door’ stuff on himself he was very surprised about how good it fucking felt and every so often he indulged in it. There’s an occasion where he ends up in bed with some tourist, gun to his head he doesn’t remember their name but he sure fucking remember the blow job and fingering combo that they gave him that had him seeing fucking stars. He tensed up at first was about to say something but they crooked their fingers just right and swallowed his cock at the same time and words were out the window along with thoughts.

He was so far gone that it didn’t cross his mind that when he begged for another finger, he gave himself away and if their eyes weren’t indication of how delighted they had been, feeling two more additional fingers really proved the point.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

I mean I’m saying yea, he has to get creative with it sometimes so as to not get bored, but he picks up a few things he enjoys (he is creative after all) he’s definitely ruined his fair share of pillows, loves rutting into them. He has beat off probably in any section of the factory but shower is better for clean up. He for sure has done it outside of the factory, probably relaxing on a chair and if the weather is nice enough, it’s not like anybody is gonna suddenly drop by. He likes a tight closed fist when he’s close but enjoys a teasing touch to start things off, really enjoys grabbing his balls when he does it. Very messy messy boy when he cums.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

This man blows you like his life depends on it. VERY sloppy but it’s really hot, it’s how eager he is about it and how willing he is to suffocate and or choke on it. He’s told you to sit on his face multiple times at multiple moments of the day. He loves the taste of you, loves feeling suffocated by your thighs. You know what they about big noses too 🥴🥴

As for receiving he likes to dish out what he takes. So expect some rough mouth fucking, he will make you gag, he will make you all teary eyed cause he enjoys it. He’s fine with it without to be honest, he much prefers to be balls deep in you but if you enjoy doing it then expect hip thrusting.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not super loud, but he isn’t mute. He groans and moans but he’s also a talker so expect a lot dirty talk. His voice drops in a way when he’s fucking you that it makes your toes curl. He’s all breathy pants when he’s close. Lots and lots of cuss words.

👾Donnie💜

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

https://hagelpaimon.tumblr.com/post/661063462078889985/b-body-part-their-favourite-body-part-of-theirs

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes the taste of his own cum.

He denies it, really denies it, just says it’s his way of cleaning you up after a nice romp but he really has a way of proving the opposite. Donnie has ‘finished’ on you in every way shape or form. On your stomach, back, face etc you name and each time he has cleaned you up he’s either wiped it up and sucked on his fingers or he’s just full blown licked it off of you.

And there is something so disgustingly erotic about that you haven’t or don’t want to call him out on it. You’ve gone down on his multiple times and he very eager to kiss you after your done. One time you purposefully left some on your chin and lips to see if he’d clean it up first but nah, kissed the heck out of you. His favorite is cumin in you and then going down on you. The first time he did that, it was enough to make your toes curl till they cracked and just as you were about to say something he was yanking another orgasm from you. The combined taste of his and yours release? Fuck now that was his favorite.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Does it and does it often. He’s not prudish about it, it’s free oxytocin and for a guy who’s convinced he’s never gonna get a shot at being with somebody physically, might as well practice some self love.

Loves visual stimulation but he’s really into audio stimuli. Likes those audios where he feels he’s there with the person or the ones where they give instructions. Donnie is really into edging and if he’s got the time and privacy he can literally edge himself for a couple of hours. Has at times managed hands free orgasms. Has made cock sleeves or basically fleshlights (ah ingenuity), can have his moments where he’s super slow and teasing about it, light strokes and all that. Can also have moments where he basically fucks his fist to the point of making some pretty obscene wet noises. If listening to audios or watching videos he really loves trying to cum at the same time as the person in the vid or audio. Has a bottle of lotion right on the desk but that shit is so cluttered with stuff that nobody has picked up on it and honestly it’s kinda funny.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

GIVE GIVE GIVE.

Oh my lord is he OBSESSED with giving oral. It’s such a big turn on for him. He just loves how intimate it is, he loves how he’s giving you pleasure in such an intimate position. LOVES over stimulating with his mouth, loves feeling thighs trying to break his head, happy to die down the suffocated in his favorite place, loves feeling a hand at the back of his head and pushing him in further.

He’s not crazy about receiving cause he knows his size is a challenge but he’s not opposed to it, he much rather get a hand job from you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Loud and not afraid about it. He enjoys the fuck out of it and is going to be vocal about it unless it’s adamant to be quiet because people are around. His churrs are really nice, deep but not as baritone as say Raph’s, but they feel and sound so good.

#tmnt bayverse #re8 village #donnie #heisenberg #alcina dimitrescu #lady d #lady dimitrescu #tmnt Donatello #Karl Heisenberg #lord heisenberg #tmnt Donnie #Donatello #ns*w alphabet #ask #dianounais

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trashyswitch · 3 years ago

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Family Reunion: 40 years later.

Michael winds up getting taken while he's asleep, and brought to an alley way. What he expected to be a murder waiting to happen, turns into a family reunion he had no idea he needed...

This fanfic is for that anon that suggested this Scrap Family Reunion idea! Here's the link!

So Sweetheart, wherever you are, I hope you enjoy!

Michael was hanging out in his apartment, cleaning some things and fixing a couple items here and there. It was often a messy apartment that always had more broken things than fixed things. Though the apartment was crappy and he had the money for a better one, Michael actually didn’t mind fixing things. You could say that Michael had become ‘Henry’s special nephew’ since the moment Michael told him he had signed up for an apprenticeship. Though he found that building wasn’t really his thing, he found that engineering and some circuit-building was fun and doable.

Ever since Michael found out about the fate of his sister, Michael did as his father said and put his sister back together. But now his sister was off doing who knows what with the funtimes, and Michael was struggling to find her. But even though he attempted to find him, he knew that Elizabeth had likely found his Dad already and would be back to let him know of his state and whereabouts. How long that would take however...was a mystery.

Michael groaned and wrapped his arms around himself before pulling the blanket more onto himself. He felt really chilly in his bedroom. Did the heater break again?! God, he hoped not. Michael groaned and got himself up to check his room heater. But he quickly yelped and covered his body when he realized he wasn’t in his bed.

The man wasn’t even at home! He was on the side of the road!

No wonder he was freezing!

Jeremy quickly doubled his comforter and wrapped it around his half-naked body. Everyone knows that a man often sleeps in their underwear. But the fact that he was no longer in his house, made him really regret his decisions.

“Hello Michael.” A familiar voice said.

Michael let out a breath of relief. It was Elizabeth! Elizabeth was okay!

“Elizabeth! Thank goodness...Come out, I wanna see you!” Michael reacted gratefully.

But the bit of excitement that Michael had, immediately vaporized the moment he took a look at the animatronic. Circus baby looked completely unrecognizable! Like a completely separate person...This wasn’t the Elizabeth he grew to recognize...This was a stranger!

“Elizabeth...I…”

“A lot has happened since I left…” she said. “I can put myself together on my own now.” She showed Michael the hand that she replaced with a claw. “I have real hair now.” She showed him the orange wires and flicked them like any regular girl would flick their hair.

Michael nodded very hesitantly. He was still trying to get used to what she looked like.

“I brought you clothes.” Elizabeth told him as she handed him folded clothes.

“We should’ve gotten a sweater for him.” someone else said.

“His blanket will work just fine, Daddy.” Elizabeth replied.

Michael widened his eyes. His father is here too?!

The ruined bunny animatronic walked out of the shadows and revealed himself to Michael. When Michael saw Baby, she was completely unrecognizable. But his father...was somehow a little more recognizable in his much more ruined state. It probably helped that the bunny mask had rotted away so much that a lot more of his father’s skull was able to be seen better.

Michael took a few minutes to get dressed, and comprehend both his family members brand new appearances. It felt long. But eventually, Michael was dressed and wrapped in the blanket.

“Now Liz.” The bunny told her in a sour voice.

Suddenly, Michael felt his body being lifted up by the claw that had taken over her left hand. Elizabeth’s Baby eyes were glowing red while William’s icey silver eyes stared into Michael’s soul.

“aaAAH! WAIT! WHAT?! BUT ELIZABETH, I SAVED YOU!” Michael protested and begged.

“Did I catch you off guard?” Elizabeth asked. “Let's see how many pieces I can cut you into.” Elizabeth decided with a threatening voice. Her permanent smile made everything all the more terrifying and real.

That’s the part that scared Michael the most. “You’re gonna have to fight hard to make sure I die. But I KNOW you’re gonna make my death slow. I’ve seen your tricks before.” Michael spat.

The scrapped bunny readied his bone spear. “A little lower, Lizzy.” William told her.

As Scrap Baby lowered Michael down a little more, Scraptrap leaned his arm back to shove the spear into Michael’s chest or leg.

He was about to kill him slowly…

Right about then…

...Maybe now?...

Why the hesitation?

Michael refused to open his eyes. So, it was a huge shock to him when he felt the spear very slowly grazing his middle. Michael finally opened one eye and saw that the villainous expression on Scrap’s face had softened.

“...Daddy what are you doing?” Scrap Baby asked.

William smirked as he remembered something very interesting and…personal. “Sometimes one of the worst things a broken person can experience...is happiness.” The bunny spoke. Scraptrap wrapped his other hand around Michael’s hip points, and started digging.

Michael gasped and widened his eyes as a wobbly grin filled his face. Oh gosh...This couldn’t be happening. Was his long-time emotionless father…

Tickling him?!

Michael tried leaning the other way to get his hand off his hip. But William’s hand followed with it and continued digging and massaging. “Being tickled was never something I personally enjoyed…” Scrap Trap admitted as he paused his attack. “But I did grow to miss tickling others…”

Scrap trap used the pause to his advantage and cut the sharp edge of his own bone, right off his arm. With the end of his arm more like a pole rather than a spear now, the bunny used it to poke and prod at Michael’s side.

Michael had started snickering and struggling to keep his laughter in. “D-Dadstahap!” Michael started trying to push him away with his foot. But Baby grabbed onto his foot and stared at it intently.

Scrap Trap looked over at Baby, and smirked. He looked like he had just developed the greatest idea ever! Scrap Trap grabbed onto Michael, removing him from Baby’s grip, and wrapped the one arm around him. “I’ll hold him. It’s your turn, Liz.” Scrap Trap told her.

“Very well. I have his foot too.” Scrap Baby grabbed onto Michael’s foot like a headlock and started skittering her right hand fingers all over Michael’s foot.

Michael wheezed and wiggled around like crazy! “HEHEHEHEY! HAHAHAHA NAHAT THE FEEEHEHEEHEHEHEET!” Michael begged.

“Kitchy kitchy koo Michael~ A kitchy kitchy koo~” Baby teased. “This is fun, Daddy. Michael was always the one who tickled me. I rarely tickled Michael without getting tickles too.” she recalled from back when she was a human kid.

“Tickle him as much as you want, sweet Elizabeth.” Scraptrap told her. “I can tickle him effectively from here.”

Sure enough, Scrap Trap was tickling his upper ribs with the hand that was wrapped around him, while he poked his belly button with his left arm nub. Michael was wiggling around to get out of his grip, but it was like his father had developed super strength from his springlock accident!

“DAHAHAHAD! ELIHIHIHIZAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAP! IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES SOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUHU!” Michael couldn’t even finish the last word due to all his laughing!

“Has Micky-wickey been too long without the tickles? Such a shame…” Scraptrap teased.

“Hey Daddy, do you remember how ticklish Michael’s ankles were?” Elizabeth asked.

OH NO...NOT THE ANKLE!

“BUHUHUT HOHOHOW?!” Michael asked. He couldn’t comprehend how the heck Elizabeth remembered that over 30-40 years of her possession! The only way he could really explain it, was that her memory was still quite intact after all these decades.

“30 years being possessed will give you lots of time to think and remember the good times…” Scrap Baby told him.

Michael soon wrapped his arms around the scrap animatronic’s arm that was holding him. Sensing something was up, Scraptrap stopped tickling him and wrapped his nubby arm around Michael as well. “I missed you. Not seeing you for 30 years made me grow to miss you.” Scraptrap told him.

Michael smiled a little as he comprehended that the same man that neglected him and abused him as a child, was actually treating him half decently. “I...I’ve missed you too, Dad.” Michael admitted.

“You missed me, old sport?” Scrap Trap asked.

Michael nodded and leaned his head back onto Scraptrap’s boney, but surprisingly comfy shoulder. Scrap Baby took this as a sign to maybe stop in order to keep this moment going. Scrap Baby lowered Michael’s foot down and reached her regular hand out to hold Michael’s. Michael reached out, and grabbed hold of Baby’s endoskeleton, human-like hand.

“Ballora was put back together…She is a little rusty from being scrapped.” Scrap Baby told him.

“Is it true that you based Ballora on Mom?” Michael asked.

Scrap Trap looked down a little and thought for a moment. “...Yes.” He replied. “Ballora’s design was inspired by your mother.” Scrap Trap told him.

Michael smiled. “What did she think?” Michael asked.

Scrap Trap looked at Elizabeth before looking back down. “...She didn’t appreciate it at first…”

Michael looked at Scrap Trap in surprise.

“However one day...I did see her dancing with Ballora...and imitating her dance moves...She looked so natural and graceful compared to Ballora. Ballora was built to be a strict ballerina...yet your mother didn’t follow the tense rules that belonged to ballet...she danced more gracefully and with more flow and beauty…” Scrap Trap explained.

Michael closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.

“I’m dying, Dad…” Michael admitted. “Ennard used me as a disguise to get out of the pizza world and wander the streets...I lasted a total of half an hour with Ennard inside me...But then…”

Michael looked down at his rotting self. “I threw him up...and somehow, I’m still alive…” Michael admitted. “I don’t understand...Why have I survived such a physically traumatic experience?” Michael asked.

“You have a power that most of the Aftons possess: Athanasia. Or rather...the ability to cheat death and prevail.” Scrap Trap said. “I possess it, your sister possesses it, Charlie possesses it...and now you possess it.” Scrap Trap moved some bangs out of Michael’s eyes with the boney nub, and returned to hugging him.

“Hm…” Michael looked down for a moment and over to Scrap Baby.

“Were you with Dad the whole time?” Michael asked Scrap Baby.

Scrap Baby nodded and rocked left and right like a child would. “Yes...I was.”

Michael looked at the sky as a sunrise started to form from afar. Michael watched the sunrise with wide eyes. “I...haven’t seen a sunrise in a long time.” Michael admitted.

Scrap Baby wrapped the comforter around Michael and hugged him from the side. “Me neither.”

“It’s beautiful.” Scrap Trap admitted. “We’re finally back together after all these years…” Scrap Trap told them. “I missed it.” Scrap Trap added.

Michael patted his shoulder and rubbed his back a bit. “Me too, father...Me too.”

A while after the sunrise, Michael and the scraps walked him back to the apartment. Michael gave his unusual family one last hug goodbye, and walked into the bedroom.

Michael grabbed onto his comforter tightly, and flopped onto the bed. He looked like a human burrito in his comforter. Michael took the time to sleep in and make up for the sleep that was taken from him as a sacrifice for ‘family time’.

2 hours later:

Michael’s phone started to ring from across the room. Michael groaned and covered his face with the blanket to shoo away any light that tried to peek through his comforter. The ringing went on for a couple more seconds, before stopping. Michael let out a sigh of relief and started to try and fall asleep again. But as he moved his foot around under the blankets, he felt a strong pain on his foot. He uncovered his foot and chuckled to himself as he looked at the massive bruise on the top of his foot. It was pretty much the size of his inner arch.

Michael covered his foot back up and started to fall asleep again…

BRRRRRRIIIING! BRRRRRIIIIIING!

Michael growled and got up to get the phone. He picked up his home phone and clicked the answer button. “Hello?” He asked, his voice still raspy.

“Michael, I have a plan to end the animatronic mess once and for all.” the person on the other line told him.

“Hm? Henry?” Michael clarified.

“Yes, it’s Henry. Only Henry would talk about animatronics, Mike.” The person said on the other line.

“I know. That’s how I guessed it was you.” Mike admitted.

Henry started to start off with an explanation. “Listen: I have been haunted for years by the animatronics. I want my daughter, your family, and those poor souls to be set free.” Henry told him.

“Right, right. So start explaining.” Michael encouraged.

“Okay. Here it is…”

#dysfunctional family #family bonding #the afton family #pre-fnaf 6 #ticklefic #ler!trap #ler!baby #lee!michael

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arizonaconservativegal · 3 years ago

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You seem to be pretty open so what the heck, I'll ask something that's been on my mind. I'm 30 and a virgin. At this point I can't even imagine myself having sex, or even being appealing to a woman. I'm utterly baffled by the idea of seducing someone and getting her to actually want to do it with me. What exactly do women actually find attractive? What sort of things are men supposed to say or do to get women to love them? How can I make myself appealing? I know I should lose weight, get a better job, and move out from my parents', but considering how long all that will take, are there smaller steps that would make a relationship possible in the short term? And how do I build a healthier relationship with sex? If that question makes any sense.

I'm just gonna level with you on this: I'm allergic to casual sex (or casual anything, frankly) so I can't offer advice if that's at all what you're looking for. But I think you've been talking about something serious so here's my advice for that...

Relationships are about life. All the good parts and all the messy parts and all the stuff that starts off messy but gets good later. Whoever you end up with, there are going to be things about both of you and your relationship that are not fairy tale perfect, especially in the beginning. And I think you are putting too much pressure on yourself to be fairly tale perfect. It seems to me that you have this list in your head of things you need to do before you can start dating and that list had become an emotional burden for you and a reason not to put yourself out there and try. So let me say bluntly: that list is bogus.

Your physical appearance, job, and living situation may not be ideal but they're superficial. I think the bigger problem is how insecure you are about those things. Being confident and comfortable in your own skin is going to matter a lot more when you start dating than any of those other things will. If you feel that you need to change those things in order to feel good about yourself, then go for it because you deserve to feel good about yourself, but just losing weight and getting more financially independent isn't going to magically fix your dating life.

There's also no magic words you can say that will make a woman fall in love with you. Just be kind, be respectful, and be yourself. That's all most of us really want at the end of the day. And be patient. This stuff doesn't happen overnight but it will happen.

And for the record, there is nothing wrong with being inexperienced at your age. Nothing. It's totally understandable to be nervous or unsure, no matter what age you are. My advice is to make sure that whoever you're with the first time, she's someone who makes you feel safe and cared for. You deserve that. Don't feel like you need to jump into something you're not ready for just because you think you're behind on some made up schedule. There's no rush.

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rose-lord-of-simps · 3 years ago

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Okay if you like Klaus Goldstein I suggest just scrolling past this but if you want to listen to a rant of why I don’t like him and why I don’t think he should be as popular as he is, you can read under the cut. Keep in mind, I understand and see why he is so popular, that doesn’t mean I think he should be.

Also Klaus’ route spoilers ahead.

@eye-cri I made it.

Klaus Goldstein is a manipulative ass hole.

He is the first route I’ve played, I’m almost done with it, and I can see why people love him but that makes me scared for the other characters. If KLAUS is your favorite, then how bad is everybody else?

I’ve been told the reason he is so popular is because he is chivalrous and one of the few people who doesn’t try to just say no to being our buddy.

But bro, I wouldn’t want to be the MC’s buddy either. I’d be polite about it unlike these guys, but look at what a buddy is. When your grades improve, theirs don’t. But when your grades lower, so do their’s. Having a buddy isn’t a benefit, there is more to risk losing than there is to gain and theoretically if they do bad enough, then your entire academic grade will suffer for something out of your control. It’s like when a teacher marks something correct, as wrong but refuses to make it correct even when you prove you’re right. So really it’s not about not wanting MC to be their buddy, they don’t want anybody to be their buddy! And a new student, who no one knows how they got in, just randomly tramples up to the school all optimistic and wanting to learn only to criticize herself about her own magical abilities instead of saying “I know I’m not the best but that’s why I’m here, to learn.” A human who is from some random little town who knows where, is suddenly your buddy. Yeah you’re gonna probably freak out a bit if your grades are important to you! This is also someone who you don’t know well and have to get to know, that’s the whole point of character development.

For Klaus, he is the prefect, he is supposed to set an example, it makes more sense for his character to be like “alright I have a buddy, time to tutor the fuck out of her.” He was also offered something he really wanted in exchange for making sure the MC got into the academy. So yeah he accepted us as a buddy- but he was bribed to do so. He did not want to, he was prepared to let us leave the school until the head master said “if you help her get into the school I’ll make you a teacher after you graduate.” The others can’t be bribed so easily because the head master has nothing to bribe them with. So the argument of “but he was one of the few who welcomed us as a buddy” is false. He tutored and encouraged us, because he was bribed to do so and this later turns into affection. Klaus also genuinely wants to be a teacher, he likes to see people succeed and grow, not just us. He puts so much effort into our training because it’s what he wants to do after he graduates, not because we are special to him originally.

Admittedly, he is a good teacher. He sees a student’s weak points and designs a training schedule that will help them improve these weak points, and then some. However, he is known to be rude in his “encouragement” and instead of giving us positive feedback or saying “this is what you are doing wrong and here is how we are going to fix it” he is just saying “you’re bad and unfocused now do this exercise and practice when you should be sleeping.” With this requires a student who is determined to get better no matter what. And the MC is okay with that, she wants to learn magic, however… she is guilt tripped the entire time. She guilt trips herself, always apologizing always feeling bad with no confidence even when she does something right.

Heck, I’m one of the later chapters she is worried sick about him because he is basically in the school’s prison and then SHE has to apologize for making HIM worry while she was trying to clear HIS name when HE WASN’T EVEN IN TROUBLE IN THE FIRST PLACE! “You made me terribly worried never do that again” “I’m sorry” I THOUGHT YOU COULD HAVE BEEN EXPELLED, YES I UNDERSTAND WHY YOU COULDN’T TELL ME-

But then this guy goes on to say that we are lovers and- when the fuck did he ever ask out the MC? Because apparently it was when he said “will you stay with me forever” during a scene where we were also discussing the MC’s training. Dude. That entire “confession” could very easily be interpreted as him worried as a friend or trying to confess BUT NOT ASKING US TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND! He didn’t even have the guts to say he cared about us until we listened to a message he left for us where it cut out during that part. Then after that he refers to us as “his girl” like buddy you never asked if I was okay with this or if this is what I wanted. He is never clear with you on what he wants. And he says that as prefect he has to hold himself back, but we were in the privacy of his office during the “confession” scene and he could of just told us “MC I have feelings for you in a romantic sense and I want you to stay by my side through thick and thin, will you do that?” THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN ASKING US OUT.

Not telling us you have feelings for us, makes it confusing.

Throughout the game Klaus repeatedly tells us to shut up or lets us apologize for things we shouldn’t apologize for, or makes us see a situation from his perspective- without him seeing it from our’s. I expressed in a previous post that something he said about us “not being much of a woman” then glancing to our chest upset me. Because it’s bullshit. He then says that it doesn’t even matter to him and if it doesn’t, why bring it up in the first place? To make us feel even worse about ourselves? I’m almost done with Klaus’ route and the MC’s confidence has not improved. I’m not talking about her confidence in her magic, I mean her confidence that she can be a great wizard one day, the confidence in herself that will allow her to grow. The MC is treated as if she is stupid by Klaus and that continues the entire time. He views her as a stupid bunny head in the beginning of the route then proceeds to see her as someone who could be amazing at magic and just needs to practice but he never says this. We find out when we find the training schedule he made for us near the beginning of the story. “Actions speak louder than words” yes louder but not clearer. His actions of supporting us from the beginning is loud but he never says what he feels. He never tells us he cares and expects us to know through inference. Emotions are complicated and messy, being left to assume and infer is dangerous and results in misunderstanding.

After we confront him about who exactly miss Elaine is, he blames MC for the entire misunderstanding- when he was the reason for the misunderstand of feelings. He tries to pin that one on us as well as if we could just go up to him and ask when he could of just told us “I have romantic feelings for you and would like to be romantically involved with you but it has to wait a while because this is my situation.”

Klaus tries to seem like he can do nothing wrong but he still needs to grow and mature more so he can see that just actions isn’t enough to express to people properly how you feel. Elias is his brother who has grown up with him, he understands how Klaus talks, nobody else does.

I don’t like Klaus because he is manipulative, practically verbally assaults us, says our body doesn’t matter when it obviously does then has the audacity to say that he has been holding himself back because he is prefect when normally he’d like much more than a kiss. All while assuming the MC is his girlfriend.

In one of the later scenes we see him saying “he isn’t my friend and never has been!” In reference to Randy. These two were arguing and talking as if they were close but Klaus insisted they were not when Randy tried to say otherwise. We see Randy leave the scene while the MC thinks “Randy… you’re trying to run away from his insults aren’t you?” Klaus tried to call out to stop him but Randy leaves and when MC asks if he is going to stop Randy, Klaus just says it’s fine and brushes it off.

He is portrayed as mr.perfect prefect, when he very much isn’t. No body is perfect, but the problem lies when he doesn’t admit he isn’t perfect. Klaus continues to pretend as if he is safe to do all of this just because it made the most logical sense, as if emotions weren’t hurt. He acts as if he is perfectly justified and a master of emotions as well. He doesn’t have any character development.

In Klaus’ route there is no character development for either of them.

The MC continues to be kind of shy and quiet and in her one moment of bravery she is made to feel guilty for it instead of being praised and the writing just allows her to understand.

Klaus developed feelings for the MC but continues to treat her like shit.

I don’t like Klaus and I don’t think he should as popular as he is, because he is the stereotype that is made out to middle school girls as “he is cold hearted and treats you like crap but he secretly loves you and just doesn’t want to say it.” That is not healthy and not okay. If you want to be someone’s partner you have to learn how to communicate your feelings to them and admittedly, we only have two weeks there before we may or may not leave, and that’s not a lot of time for character development to happen however, it doesn’t look like it ever will. Not until the MC stands up and says “this is not okay and here is why” to the point Klaus has no logical defense for his behavior. But how likely is this to happen when the MC just repeatedly understands his side of the story, without ever saying their own.

Klaus and MC are not good for each other and the relationship is toxic as fuck.

If I were in that universe, I’d like to be Klaus’ friend but I’d never want to date him because of all of this and then some.

Klaus has good intentions and dreams, but his actions speak loud and confusing and he refuses to explain himself, expecting everyone to just get it. And nobody is telling him that nobody is going to be like Elias but Elias. If they don’t get it then they must be stupid. Klaus doesn’t need other people’s approval which is great but that doesn’t mean he is justified in being an ass to everyone.

Klaus should not be a fan favorite. I’m terrified for how the other characters act if this is how Klaus is and HE is praised as being one of the nicest.

I don’t want a rebuddle or argument in the comments and if you try, I don’t care. I gave you a warning at the beginning to just scroll past if you like Klaus so you chose to read this. If he is your favorite and you’re offended, sorry not sorry. This is my opinion and interpretation of the prefect and I don’t like and think he is over rated. Make a post about why he is great but don’t tag me in because I will ignore it. We have different opinions and that’s okay, get over it.

#klaus goldstein #wizardess heart #shall we date wizardess

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stupidlyintokpop · 4 years ago

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Taekook

hai! I’m lia and I’m kinda new here. English isn’t my first language so sorry if not good! —

Taehyung and Jungkook had been friends ever since they were little. This relationship had lasted so long, they were more than just friends. They were best friends. Little did Jungkook know that Taehyung had a huge crush on him. But it was so hard to confess his feelings for some reason, so he kept quiet. He would also get jealous easily if Jungkook was around girls at school. He didnt want some girl to take him away from Taehyung.

Jungkook was in love with Taehyung as far as he could remember, always caring for younger and looking after him. His heart was always beating faster and squeezing so tightly every time they were around each other. That day boy decided he was sick and tired of focusing on his hard feelings for his classmate. As Jungkook was thinking about it, he realised that so many people around him were his chances. Not to lie, he was kind of popular in their high school, and girls where chirking everytime when he did something on PE classes, even only breath. He decided to finally use it, hoping it could help him somehow and get his mind away from his friend. “Hi, Taehyung!” Jungkook said with bright, bunny smile, waving in the other's way. It was break after their first lesson, when they finally had an opportunity to talk. “You won't believe it. Today I have a date with Jisoo!” words of excitement where escaping his mouth, even though deeply inside him, he didn't feel it at all. Taehyung felt something crush inside him. His heart sank from hearing those words. But he covered that disappointment with a smile. “That’s so nice Jungkook!” Taehyung replied happily. But that happiness was fake. He felt heartbroken. “Well I have to get to class so I’ll see you later. Bye Jungkook!” Taehyung exclaimed, waving at Jungkook’s direction. Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows, but slowly nodded with head. “Yeah, sure. Bye, Tae...” He said quietly, not really getting what have just happened. The rest of the classes were similar. They didn't have real occasions to talk and when it finally seemed to be coming, Taehyung had to go somewhere all of sudden. Jungkook didn't understand a bit. He thought about asking Taehyung to meet him in the school courtyard and have a talk after classes, but the lucky strike was made for him at biology class, when their teacher introduced to them a project. They got to do it in pair for the next day, just as they were sitting, so there was no way Taehyung wouldn't talk to Jungkook. “My date with Jisoo is at nine pm so I think it's enough time for us, yeah?” he whispered, facing Taehyung. Taehyung pretended to not hear Jungkook. Instead, he continued to listen to the teacher. Taehyung didn’t even take a glance at Jungkook. He was pretty dang jealous. And he was almost tempted to make Jungkook jealous. Should he say that he has a date with Lisa? Taehyung was carefully thinking this over. It hurt enough to ignore Jungkook like this, but he was afraid that if he said that, Jungkook would ignore him. He was fidgeting with his silk shirt. “This is so hard..” Taehyung said in his head. Jungkook waited for response but then huffed quietly, when it didn't even seemed for Taehyung to hear his word. “Taehyung, I swear to God, talk to me.” he hissed through his teeth. That moment Jungkook was happy they were sitting at the last desk. Boy reached his hand to other's side and pinched it, trying to get his attention. “What got into you, huh? Why are you mad at me?” Taehyung flinched from the side pinch and covered his mouth to stop himself from making aloud noise. However, Taehyung still continued to ignore Jungkook. Although he was doing well, Jungkook probably knew that Taehyung was ticklish now. “Crap-“ He thought. This could be a while. Jungkook couldn't stop himself from smiling, when the other boy hid half of his face behind his hand. Although he wanted to continue the teasing and finally receive the attention he wanted, the loud ringing of school bell stopped Jungkook from doing anything. He stood up and packed everything into black backpack, which after a second rested on his shoulders.

“We need to do this project, mister ignorant, so let's go to my home, hm? Oh, wait, I forgot you're mad at me for who knows what.” Jungkook said with a bit of hearable sorrow in his voice. Taehyung closed his locker and quietly followed Jungkook. After about half an hour, the two of them got to Jungkook’s home. Taehyung walked inside without saying a word. “I hate this so much..” Taehyung said inside his head. He sat down and waited for Jungkook. He heard the hint of hurt in Jungkook’s voice at school and felt bad. He wanted to talk to Jungkook so badly. Jungkook sighed, when Taehyung didn't say a single word to him, even when they came to his home. Maybe he shouldn't have push another one so much? Maybe he should just wait for Taehyung to say something? After grabbing some juice and snacks from the kitchen, Jungkook went to his room, where Taehyung was waiting. Jungkook's room could be described as typical's teen room. Huge, messy bed, posters of singers and comic superheros all over the walls and clothes laying in a messy way on the chair. Just as usual. “Okay, Taehyung, it's not funny anymore. Will you tell me what's the heck going on?” he asked calmly, though you could hear some frustration ripping through the coolness. Taehyung couldnt hold it in anymore and sighed. “Look..I was kinda hurt that you said you had a date with Jisoo...that’s why I started ignoring you..I-I like you Jungkook and I don’t want anyone to take you away from me..” He confessed and fidgeted with his fingers. That was pretty hard for him to confess all that. Jungkook gasped quietly and looked at Taehyung. It took him a while to understand what other boy just said but all of sudden it hit him hard, like some bus or train. Boy in two quick steps got himself closer to Taehyung, then tilted and gently pecked his lips. “Wait, it's not a joke, right? You're not joking, Taehyung?” He asked, lightly shaking with his head when he got a bit away, like he was unsure what was really happening. “What the heck, Tae, did you really think I like Jisoo? I like you, not Jisoo, you dumbass! All this time I...” Jungkook couldn't even find exact words which could truly describe what he felt. He looked at boy again and after a while sat next to him and faced. “No one will ever take me away from you, Tae...” Taehyung couldn’t believe what he was hearing either. It felt like a complete miracle. He pecked Jungkook’s lips as well. “It’s no joke Jungkook. I really really really like you. A lot.” Taehyung admitted and hugged Jungkook. He couldn’t believe that his wish was actually coming true. He wanted to jump for joy right now. Jungkook gasped again and then smiled, shaking his head. “I can't believe you were ignoring me the whole day because you were jealous of Jisoo, come on!” he exclaimed, but couldn't the happiness spreading a nice, warm feeling in his heart. Then, all of sudden, Jungkook sat on other's hips, his long, blond hair slightly covering his eyes. “You better never do it, I hate you for this!” Jungkook half joked but then squeezed Taehyung's sides through his soft hoodie with both of his hands, gently digging his fingers in. Taehyung was caught off guard by Jungkook sitting on his hips. But that confusion quickly turned to laughter when Jungkook started squeezing his sides. “Nhahah kohohokie wait-! Ihihim sorry!” Taehyung giggled, squirming slightly from the tingly sensation. “No way, now I'm mad at you and can't hear you!” Jungkook laughed, his fingers quickly dancing up to Taehyung's ribs. It was easy for Jungkook to feel them under his fingers, as the other one was really skinny. Jungkook was always admiring his body. They had fast foods all the time and Taehyung wasn't really working out as often as Jungkook, and still, his body was really beautiful. Small, pretty waist, but curved hips and perfect thighs. “You really got on my nerves today, you know?” Jungkook huffed with smirk, rapidly vibrating with his fingers on other boy's each rib. Taehyung let out a loud shriek as his ribs were attacked. They were pretty darn sensitive.

“KOHOHOKIE NOHO PLEAHAHAHASE!” He pleaded for Jungkook to stop. Even though Taehyung couldn’t stop laughing, he kinda secretly liked it. The feeling of blissful laughter filled him with joy. Jungkook couldn't stop laughing at the sight below him. Giggling, squealing and squirming like a fish Taehyung was really somehow making him happy. “Aww, you're so cute, little Taetae!” He said, moving his hands lower. They got under other's hoodie, nails immediately scribbling rapidly as spiders on the soft tummy, sometimes moving lower, onto the sides. “Tickle tickle tickle~! What are you asking for, Tae? Do you want me to stop? But stop what?” Jungkook asked playfully, trying to tease Taehyung a little. Taehyung knew exactly what he wanted to stop. But it was too hard to say it for some reason. A blush also formed on his cheeks from Jungkook’s teasing. “IHI CAHAHANT SAHAHAHAY IHIHIT!” Taehyung admitted, still squirming around wildly like a fish. Jungkook tilted his head to the side, looking at Taehyung's blushed face, framed by brown, messy hair. His fingers slowed down, tips gently tracing skin on his ribs. “Why can't you say it, Taetae? Usually, you're kinda chatty and talkative person.” Boy smiled, tone of his voice still holding the teasing pitch in it. Taehyung shook his head. He knew he was a very talkative person, but this was just hard to say for some reason. It felt embarrassing in some way to him. “I-IHITS TOHOHO EMBARASING TOHO SAHAHAHAY!” He exclaimed as he was still laughing and squirming under Jungkook’s touch.

Jungkook quietly laughed at him, getting his hands away and fixing Taehyung's sweater. “You're too cute.” He muttered. Then, boy rested his elbows on both sides of Taehyung's head, looking at him with smirk. “Come on, tell me. Or should I make you say it?” He asked then. Their noses were almost touching, when Jungkook was looking at Tae with his big doe eyes, having a bit of excited sparkle in them. Taehyung was blushing so much. He didn’t want to say it because he would have to deal with more embarrassment. But he also kind of wanted more tickles. His only other option would be a brat. Plus to Taehyung, being a brat was pretty fun. “Make me.” He simply stated, and stuck his tongue out playfully. Jungkook widened his eyes, blinking for a while. He shaked his head and smiled, lifting himself up with his hands, both next to Taehyung's head. “Make you...? Ah, seriously, I can't believe you sometimes!” He chuckled, but then put his fingers on other boy's tummy, tapping them playfully into some imagined rhythm. Jungkook would deeply lie if he said, that he wasn't enjoying that little moment of playfullness with his... yeah, exactly, who? Friend? Boyfriend? What was the thing going on between them? “Tae? Who are we?” Taehyung squeaked and then started giggling once again. He wanted to say lovers but neither of them had actually asked either our yet. “Wehehell ahahare we lohohovers nohohow?” He asked, knowing that both of them confessed their feelings for each other. Jungkook nodded his head, happy bunny smile still appearing on his face. “Would you like to be my boyfriend, Tae?” He asked and stopped the tapping for a while. Even beside all the teasing and playfullness, the blond hair boy was serious about the happening moment. All he wanted to do though, was cuddle Taehyung and squeeze him really tightly against his warm chest and arms. Taehyung was so ready for this. Him and Jungkook were actually having dreams come true. He smiled and said: “Yes Jungkook, I will. And I’m all yours too.” Taehyung hugged Jungkook and rested his chin on Jungkook’s shoulder. Jungkook smiled, burring his face into another one's soft neck. “Thanks.” He murmured with amusement. “I really like you Tae... Okay, anyway!” He exclaimed and all of sudden quickly digged his fingers in Taehyung's ribs, with wide smile and laughter. Boy was rapidly spidering his fingers down from his hips to upper ribs, sometimes squeezing his sking, changing the tactics and laughing, amused because of Taehyung's reactions. Taehyung shrieked from the sudden attack he didn’t expect it at all. Not one bit. Him and Jungkook just had a moment of romance. But then it escalated into Taehyung breaking into a fit of laughter again. “K-KOHOHOKIE NOHOHOHO!!” “Nohohoho? What does it mean, I haven't heard it before, baby!” Jungkook laughed with proud smile. Although saying the petname made his ears and nose blush a bit. Suddenly Jungkook gently grabbed Taehyung's wrists by one hand and put them above his head. “Is it okay?” Blond hair boy asked with honest voice, but the smirked. “Or can you manage doing it by yourself?” “I-I think I can handle it.” Taehyung said with a little confidence. He wasn’t actually sure honestly. But he felt like he could handle his arms above his head. And he wanted Jungkook to have more fun with Taehyung. Jungkook spat with laughter a bit. “You sure?” He ironically asked with smirk, looking into Taehyung's eyes. He bent his fingers, moving them in teasing way and getting closer to Taehyung's armpits in slow motion. It was getting as slower as closer, and then for a while stopped, couple of millimeters in front of his skin, before Jungkook nails met the soft skin in fast scribble. Taehyung giggled from anticipation as Jungkook’s hands slowly went towards his armpits. His nervousness but excitedness grew more and more. When Jungkook’s hands touched Taehyung’s armpits, he let out a loud shriek and his loud laughter became more loud and booming. “YAHAHAHHAH IHIHHIT T-TIHIHIHICKLES SOHO MUHUHUCH!!” “Now hold them up! Hold them!” Jungkook

laughed, characteristically scrunching his nose. “Oh my gosh, you're such a sensitive little tiger!” He said, melting while looking at Taehyung and quickly spidering with fingers on his ticklish hollow. “Coochie coochie coo, little tiger~!” He teased with a little of baby voice. Taehyung’s blush became darker. Much like a tomato. He became so flustered from Jungkook’s teasing. In secret though, he loved it. And he tried his hardest to keep his arms up. “IHIHIM TRYIHIHING!” All of sudden Jungkook tilted his head and began pepper his face and neck with quick pecks and kisses, still tickling his hollows with fast fingers dancing on the skin. Sometimes he trembled his thumbs on upper ribs, just on the pits. “Does it tickle, Tae? I bet it does. Though, I bet you like this a lot too~...” Jungkook mumbled under his breath, close to Taehyung's ear. “Am I right, little ticklish tiger? You love it, right?” Jungkook was 1000% right. Taehyung just loved this a lot. And he didn’t want it to stop at all. It was pretty hard to admit though. But eventually he had to break. At some point. But he just decided to confess it now so he could get it done and over with. “YEHEHHEHES IHIHI DOHHO LOHOHOVE IHIHIT!” Taehyung spat out, while blushing more than he did before. Jungkook stopped suddenly, looking at him with head tilted to the side like a puppy. “Seriously? You never told me something like that.” He said with curiosity, suddenly making a quick scratch with one finger on the skin of his armpit. “You're cute though. Thanks for telling me now. I will use it more often.” Jungkook added and winked at another boy with smirk, getting off of his lap. “Okay, we need to do a project. Although I wouldn't mind some cuddles.” He said and acted a sad face by turning his lips into turned hourseshoe. Taehyung fell for Jungkook’s cute charms and smiled. “If you wanna cuddle, then let’s cuddle!” He exclaimed happily. “We can do the project later.” Taehyung pecked Jungkook’s cheek and opened his arms for Jungkook lovingly so they could cuddle. Jungkook immediately smiled, fixing his long, blond hair by putting them back, behind his ears. “Aish, you're so sweet... oh my God, my boyfriend is so sweet...” He bumbled, throwing himself into other's arms. “Boyfriends-bestfriends. It sounds so cool.” Jungkook added, burring his cheek into other's tummy and closing his eyes. “Tae? Since when do you know you like it? And you know... You like it simply or is it a... you know, kink or something?” Taehyung lost his words for a moment. He had been tickled by his parents ever since he was a little kid. It wasn’t in a kinky way so nothing sexual. He just liked it for some reason. “Well..I kinda like the feeling. And I l-like just getting to laugh so much like that. I don’t have to worry about anything.” “Hm...” Jungkook hummed, wrapping his arms around Taehyung more tightly. “It makes some sense if you ask me. Just... Some people hate the feeling actually. So, it's interesting that you like it. It isn't something bad or embarassing though, I guess. I mean, I don't really know it myself, no one ever really tickled me. But looking at you it has to be kinda wild.” He joked, laughing. “You squirm like a fish. And squeal. It's cute.” Taehyung blushed from Jungkook’s praising. But then that flustering feeling quickly turned into a smirk. “So you don’t know if you’re ticklish Jungkook? I can see if you are!” Taehyung chuckled and brang his hands over to Jungkook’s sides. He then started poking and proding at Jungkook’s sides. Even switching from poking to kneading them a few times. “Hey, wait, no!” Jungkook widened his eyes as soon as he felt it, and brought his arms tightly to his side, sitting in front of Taehyung. He didn't really know what to say, feeling a little flustered because of another one's smirk. “I don't like that look on your face—” He gulped. “What? This smirk?” Taehyung asked, bringing that same smirk back on his face. “I think you are ticklish Jungkookie~” Taehyung cooed and drilled his thumbs into Jungkook’s armpits. “Tickle tickle kookie,

aww you’re so cute~” Taehyung teased. Jungkook squealed loudly, trying to grab Taehyung's hands and squirming desperately away. “AHA I-I dohon't think I am tihicklish!” He said, trying not to scream. Jungkook didn't understand it at all. Why did he feel so embarassed and red on his face? “What’s that? You don’t think you are ticklish? Then why do you react like this when I do this?” Taehyung asked and started scribbling his soft fingertips in Jungkook’s hollows. Jungkook pressed his lips and shaked his head, hardly trying to hold the urge to laugh in. “B-because... Just! Because you're just funny!” Boy exclaimed quickly, pushing Taehyung's hands away. “Aish, stop stop, it's weird! Get away, you!” He added, almost choking on giggle, sitting back, and pushing Taehyung back with his foot. Taehyung giggled at Jungkook’s reactions and reasoning. “Gosh you’re just so cute kookie!” He praised and started crawling back towards Jungkook. “Now I’m still in suspicion. Are you ticklish Jungkook?”

Jungkook huffed, pinching his eyebrows. “No, I'm not, quit it! At least for sure not as much as you...” He snaped back at Taehyung, pointing at him with his trigger finger. “Of course just because I'm not. Now, let's cuddle finally.” Jungkook mumbled and threw himself onto bed, his back touching the mattress and arms spread for his boyfriend. Taehyung climbed on top of Jungkook and laid himself there. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook so he could hug Jungkook while they were cuddling. “You’re so nice to cuddle y’know?” Jungkook huffed with smile, himself wrapping arms around Taehyung to hold him in warm embrance. “Wow, mister Kim, what a nice compliment. You're really nice to cuddle too. And cute. I won't shut up about it, I swear, I could just squeeze you and hide in my pocket, you're so little!” Jungkook quietly and sweetly cooed at his boyfriend, smothly stroking his back with hand. “Is it okay?” He asked, when tips of his fingers softly brushed through Taehyung's spine, in maybe a bit ticklish motion. “Do you like it?” Taehyung slightly giggled since it ticked a little, but it wasn’t even close to unbearable. “Yeah that’s fine, thank you.” Taehyung relaxed more under Jungkook’s touch. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a sigh filled with carefreeness. “Taehyung? Where else are you ticklish?” Boy asked with curiosity, lightly raising his eyebrows. Meanwhile he burred his face in Taehyung's neck again, giving it a little, innocent peck with soft, small lips. That question made Taehyung freeze. He knew he was ticklish everywhere, but he didn’t expect Jungkook to ask that right off the bat. “U-um n-no?” He nervously replied. That sentence sounded like a complete lie so he knew he was done for. Jungkook squinted with his eyes and shortly spat with laughter. “I asked where and you say no. N-no, to be honest... Sounds fake as hell to me.” He joked, shaking with his head. “It's so funny. When you wanted to tickle me you seemed to be so confident and... and dominant, but when we start talking about you, you become a little shy kitten all of sudden.” “Well that’s um..that’s because I- i get flustered easily..when I’m the one..” Taehyung admitted, and scratched the back of his neck. A blush appeared on his cheeks again, turning them a rosy shade of pink. Jungkook nodded with his head and smiled softly. “I understand. I felt similar when you tried to. That's why I freaked out a bit...” He said, putting his fingers in Taehyung's fluffy hair, brushing through them. “So, maybe we should just do it as something usual as cuddling? Maybe then you wouldn't feel so embarassed, hm?” Taehyung felt happy at the thought of just cuddling. It was very relaxing and a stress reliever to him. “Yeah let’s just cuddle.” He responded and nuzzled his face into Jungkook’s neck. Jungkook smiled and pressed Taehyung softly to his chest. Then, he grabbed a blanket laying next to them, to cover both of their bodies. “Would you like to talk about something?” He quietly asked, after a while shyly pressing his lips against another one's forehead. Taehyung thought for a while before coming up with a topic. “I don’t know, random experiences?” He came up with. Taehyung couldn’t really think of many things to talk about so he just picked that. “Huh, random experiences?” Jungkook thought for a while, looking at the ceiling with squinted eyes. “When I was six years old me and my dad went to the zoo. He thought it was good idea to catch me and put into the zebras' run. It was fun until one of them didn't start to run in my way and tried to eat me and ripped my shirt.” He said, a bit amused. “What about your random experience?” Taehyung giggled a little from what Jungkook said. “That’s interesting. Well mine is probably when my mom and I went to the park when I was like 5. I met another kid there and we played with each other for a little while. When we were playing tag with other kids, I accidentally tugged my friend by his pants and his pants fell down!” Taehyung exclaimed, laughing at the last part. Jungkook raised his eyebrows in the

middle of Taehyung's story, but then bursted in laughter. “Oh my God, I'd love to see your face when it happened. I bet you were or scared as hell, or laughing as hell.” He said amused, rubbing his eyelid with hand. “You're blushing almost all the time, so...” Boy added teasingly. Taehyung laughed once again. “I was laughing so hard, believe me! I collapsed on the ground!” But then Taehyung was a little confused with what Jungkook just said. “I-I’m always blushing?” “Yeah. ALMOST all the time. Isn't it true? It's just easy to make you shy.” Jungkook answered and shrugged his shoulders with smile. “It's cute though, so you don't need to worry about it. Unless you want to play tough, but I guess it's not really for you, you can't be dominant.” He added in teasing voice. Taehyung didn’t argue about that because Jungkook was right. He usually wasn’t the dominant one. But being bratty was sometimes an option. “I guess being a comeplete brat is the closest it’ll be for me.” Jungkook rolled with his eyes, amused by Taehyung. “Please, you are truly a complete brat. But, to be honest, I love it. You're playful and funny, and it's never boring when we're around. So I love it.” He admitted, poking Taehyung's side once all of sudden. “But I'm a sucker for attention too, and it's not that I like it, because I hate it, but, uh, I just really can't help it. That's why I got genuinely sad and mad when you ignored me. It's awful.” Taehyung still felt bad about ignoring Jungkook that much before. He hated that so much and felt like giving up with that a few times. “I’m so sorry for doing that kookie, I hated it a lot, trust me.” Taehyung apologized once again. “If there’s something I can do to make it up, tell me.”

“Ah, what? No no, I didn't mean it to make you feel bad, sorry, I just said it... Still can't believe you were so jealous about Jisoo, you little brat.” Jungkook teased with smile. “Please, don't feel bad. I'm sorry about bringing this up again.” He said with honestly apologetic voice and smile. “Or should I make you smile again?” Boy joked, snuggled to Taehyung more and then shortly chuckled again. Taehyung gave a fake smile to Jungkook, still feeling a little bad for making Jungkook so upset. He then just snuggled more into Jungkook. This was obviously a hint for Jungkook. Jungkook sighed quietly, pressing Taehyung even closer to him and burring his nose into his fluffy hair. “Please, little tiger, don't be sad...” He asked w mumbling, before his hand got under material of another one's hoodie. His finger tips began slowly tracing different patterns on skin of Taehyung's side and ribs, sometimes giving some playful scratches here and there. Taehyung’s laughter went a mix between calmer and loud as Jungkook’s hands went to both his sides and ribs. He said, “Jungkook stop” in between his laughter. Even though he was loving this a lot.

“Do you really want me to stop though?” He asked with slight amusement and happiness, still cuddling his boyfriend close to himself. “What should i stop, Tae?” Boy added teasingly, all of sudden lowering his hand onto Taehyung's thigh, wiggling his fingers all over, after a while pushing it up, onto his own hip. Taehyung let out a shriek of laughter as his hips and thighs were pretty sensitive like his ribs. “YAHAHHAH!” He cried out, shaking his head and squirming a little. But then he responded to Jungkook’s question. “IHI DOHOHONT WAHAHANT THIHIS TOHOHO STOHOHOP!” Jungkook laughed at Taehyung, nodding with his head. “I see, I see, okay!” He said only, moving his fingers further, then under his knee, where his fingers found a good spot to wiggle around. “What about that one?” Boy asked, smiling already at Taehyung's reaction though. That spot was also sensitive to Taehyung. He squealed, showing a cute boxy smile. “THHAHAHATS SEHEHNSITIVE TOHOHOHO!” He exclaimed and kicked his feet. “Hah, you're pretty sensitive anywhere!” Jungkook laughed, but then sat on the bed, getting a bit away from Taehyung, and then caught his ankle with smirk. “What about this one?” Boy asked, before he swiped his trigger finger from the bottom to the top of the sole. Taehyung let out a squeak from the finger swipe. That was pretty sensitive to Taehyung as well. Taehyung had to accept it: he was pretty darn ticklish. “T-that is too.” Jungkook raised his eyebrows. “Is there any place where you aren't ticklish...?” He asked amused, but then lifted his fingers and began scratching the heel of Taehyung's foot, slowly getting higher through arches and upper part. Then, he stretched his toes back just to scratch at the skin under them. “YHAHAHAHAHHAH!!” Taehyung cried out, and scrunched his toes as well as covering his face to hide his blush. It hid his smile as well. Taehyung’s feet were so ticklish, it might be where he was most ticklish at. “Wow, Taehyung, I think we found your dead spot... Extra spot? How to call it?” Jungkook teased, his nails scratching and spidering all over the foot. “Or sweet spot. You're even more sweet know, you look really cute, you ticklish kitten! Do you think it makes it worse? When I tease you like this while tickling you? Do you think just a word "tickle" might be triggering? Like tickle tickle tickle~?” Taehyung was so flustered right now. He couldn’t even hide his bright red blush anymore. But he still liked it a lot and he liked Jungkook’s teasing, plus the teasing made it worse. “IHIT DOHOHOES MAHAHAKE IHIHIT WOHOHORSE!”

“Do you like it though it's worse?” Jungkook nodded with his head and smirked, changing his position. Boy sat with his back resting against the wall, and then took both of Taehyung's ankles, securing them between his thighs, after hearing his response. Then his fingers, all twenty, began scribbling on Taehyung's cold soles, brushing through them from the bottom to the top and again. “Would you like to do something connected to it? I'm don't know a lot about it, so I would like to know everything from you if I can make you happy somehow!” He said with honest care. Taehyung immediately had a thought pop up in his head that made him blush at the thought. “WEHEHELL SOHOMETIHIMES F-FEAHAHATHERS CAHAHAN BEHEHETTER UHUHUSED” Taehyung admitted, knowing that Jungkook was probably gonna use that now.

Jungkook stopped for a while and looked around his room, but then stopped his sight at one thing. Hat they made in sixth grade at carnival. Boy grabbed and took the green, fluffy feather out of it. “Huh...” Jungkook tried it on his hand first. “Do you mean something like this? Does it tickle more or something?” He asked with curiosity, when he made couple of quick move with feather, sliding it through another one's feet, after a while stopping at his toes for some longer time. “AHH- YEHHHEHES IHIHHIT DOHHOHOHOES!!” Taehyung squealed as his laughter jumped an octave. The feather had some sort of feeling to it that just made the tickling even more ticklish. “Wow... It's actually interesting that you like it. Tickling is actually kinda weird, I mean, it makes you laugh but it isn't funny so the laughter is such a weird thing— no that I'm ticklish, of course I'm not.” Jungkook started talking, while simply letting the feather go all over Taehyung's feet, leaving no are untouched. “But it's really cool to see you honestly laughing and having fun from it. Maybe I will like it too. Someday” At some point he even caught some of his toes and quickly made a feather make its way between and under them. Jungkook hummed all of sudden and, in a way that Taehyung couldn't see it, he turned the feather around, and sweaped the sharp ending from another boy's heel to his toes and back, looking at his reaction all the time. The sharp end of the feather felt so ticklish to Taehyung for some reason. It wasn’t even the fluffy side. “AHHH WHAHAHAT IHIHIS THAHAHAHAT??” Taehyung asked confused as to what was touching his feet that tickled so much. Jungkook shrugged his shoulder with an innocent smile. “It's just the feather you wanted so much.” He answered simply, scratching the sharp end at his heel. Then, the idea popped in Jungkook's head and he added his another hand to tickling, just scribbling the sole in random way. “I guess you have the time of your life, huh, little tiger?” Boy laughed at him. Taehyung really was having the time of his life. He was enjoyed this so much and didn’t want it to end. But he also had limits like most people do. “IHIHIM ENJOHOHOYING THIHIHIS AHAHA LOHOT!” Jungkook smiled, but began slowing down, just moving the feather slowly through his feet, letting Taehyung breath more. “Are you okay? Maybe we shouldn't do so much already, I don't want you to feel overwhelmed or something.” He said, gently brushing the fluffy feather on top of his feet. Taehyung calmed down a lot since the feather just gently brushing didn’t tickle an extreme amount. “T-thahahank yohohou.” He thanked Jungkook who let Taehyung breathe. “Hey, boo, you shouldn't thank me. I just want you to feel okay.” He said with honest, calm smile, still moving the fluffy thing from the bottom to the top, teasingly getting to some toes sometimes. “Hey, someone will have to present the project in front of class...” Jungkook started, looking up, at Taehyung. They were always arguing about it, as none of them wanted to, and they were always playing rock, paper, scissors or some other game, so the loser had to present their project. “What about a fight? If you win then I present, and if I win, then you.” Taehyung pulled his feet away so he could talk normally. “Okay, what kind of fight though?” He asked, wondering what Jungkook had in his mind. But Taehyung really didn’t want to present so he was so ready to beat Jungkook. “Tickle fight, as today's topic is.” Jungkook raised his chin proudly, a bit amused. He was sure Taehyung had enough so it seemed like a really easy win for him. And he knew Taehyung's weak spots, unlike like him. Even though Taehyung could know more tactics, Jungkook was sure he could win, even if it was a really silly game. Taehyung felt a whip of determination now. He wanted to win since he didn’t want to present at all. Not even one bit. “Okay I’m in! But don’t expect me to go easy.” Taehyung said and tackled Jungkook. Then he started scribbling his fingers on Jungkook’s ribs, occasionally vibrating them there to try to

create it more tickly for Jungkook.

“WaHAHAit, we should sahahay start!” Jungkok protested with laughter, arching his back, but then dig his hands back into Taehyung's upper ribs, into his armpits. Although, being tickled made it harder, he still tried his best, trying to make Taehyung close his arms. “Come ahahahaon, Tae! You wohon't make it!” Taehyung shrieked with laughter and tried his best to attack Jungkook’s armpits back. “KOHOHOKIE YHAHAHAHAH!” He squeaked out and dug his hands back to Jungkook’s armpits. He scribbled his fingers there, hoping to gain the upper hand. Jungkook squeaked, almost like a dog's toy, when he felt fast scratching on his sensitive skin here. He had to think quick and get his one chance. Using a moment of Taehyung's weakness, he got from below him and twisted them, so he was now topping him. Boy was still facing him, sitting on Taehyung's calves, and his fingers reached his feet as fast as they could, scratching at his toes. Jungkook felt like a winner, now the only thing that could save Taehyung was flopping them around somehow again or reaching Jungkook which in his position would be really hard, at least for Jungkook. “NHAHAHAH WAHAHAIT NOHOT THEHEHERE!” Taehyung screeched and did his best to sit up. He tried sitting up so he could attack Jungkook from behind but it was hard since the tickles made him weaker than usual

“Are you ready to say stop already, Tae? I didn't think it would end so quickly and that you're so weak!” Jungkook teased, amused, not stopping with scratching at Taehyung's toes. “What do you say now, hah?” Taehyung wasn’t ready to give in yet. He used all his strength to sit up and back hug Jungkook. Then he started tickling at Jungkook’s armpits again. Making sure to not miss a spot in Jungkook’s hollows.

Jungkook squeaked with huff at the same time and pressed his arms to the sides, losing it for a while. He fell onto his side while trying to squirm away, but it didn't stop him from reaching to Taehyung's foot. Jungkook grabbed the ankle, like it was his last chance, and started scratching at the sole the most vigorously he could at his state. “TAHEHEHE, GIVE UHAHAHAP!” He screeched. It was weird for Jungkook, and all his body wanted to do was to run away, as he was squirming widly, but at the same time there was something nice about it, being back hugged by his boyfriend and laughing in his arms. Taehyung screeched as well as his foot was being attacked. But he still wasn’t gonna give up that easily. “NEHEHHEHEHEVER!!” He refused still continuing his attack on Jungkook

Teen happily laughed, shaking with his head. “I DIHIHID IT LAHAHAST TIME!” Jungkook answered loudly, squirming like a child. Tickling Taehyung's foot in this position was really uncomfortable, so Jungkook turned around with all the strength he had, pushing at other boy's chest with his feet. Then, the blond hair one wrapped his arm around Taehyung's ankles, vigorously scribbling at his soles with another hand. “Give up!” Taehyung couldn’t hold up anymore and decided to finally give in. “OHOHOKAY OHOHKAY FIHIHINE IHIHI GIHIHIVE UHUHUP!!”He succumbed so the tickling would stop.

Jungkook laughed at him and let his feet go. Then, with the characteristic bunny smile, he threw himself onto Taehyung, pressing his own cheek against another boy's chest, snuggling to his torso. “That was fun! I didn't think you would go for that little though~”Jungkook quietly joked, putting his long, blond hair behind his ear. Taehyung was surprised himself how he lasted only that long. Normally, he would probably end up giving in after five minutes or so, but he just felt more sensitive for some reason. It was like his feet became more sensitive to tickling. “Y-yeah.”

“Y-yeah? You stutter again, are you embarassed that you lost?” Jungkook asked, looking up, at Taehyung. “Come on, don't feel bad. We can always try doing another round if you want.” He jokingly added, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist. Taehyung was a little embarrassed that he lost. But he wanted another shot so he nodded his head, letting Jungkook know what he wanted. “Let’s go for round two!”

Jungkook raised his eyebrows. “W-wait, what?! Hey, you just asked me to stop, why are you so ready to go all of sudden?” Jungkook asked with a bit raised voice, looking at Taehyung surprised. A thought of confusion hit Taehyung. How was he so energetic already? He did just ask Jungkook to stop tickling him. Maybe he just loved the taste of revenge or something? Taehyung shrugged it off and raised his hands in a clawing motion and smirked. “Ready?”

Jungkook got off of Taehyung, looking at his teasing position with raised eyebrows, making him a little nervous. “Are YOU ready?” Boy asked, quickly thinking about which of Taehyung's spot should he get first and how to get him the way another boy won't be able to do anything. “Oh I’m ready Jungkook~” Taehyung said back to him, also thinking of ways he could tickle Jungkook while the other wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. Jungkook quietly sighed with his brows pinched slightly. Then, boy got on Taehyung's calves, starting to massage his thighs in ticklish way really quickly. Jungkook didn't know the best tactic, but tried scratching at the same time the insides of Taehyung's legs. “whA- waHAHAHAIT IHI WAHAHAHAHSNT REAHHAHADY!” Taehyung squealed and immediately leaned over so he could attach himself onto Jungkook from behind. Then scribbled his fingers quickly around the blonde boy’s hollows. He made sure to even knead in there a couple times to really get Jungkook good.

Jungkook laughed at Taehyung's reaction. “You said you're reaHAHADY, TAE!” Boy screeched. Then, thinking quickly, he put his feet onto Taehyung's chest, pushing him a bit away, onto the mattress, so he could peacefully tickle his thighs with squeezes. Taehyung was pushed back by Jungkook’s feet. He couldn’t get up anymore but Jungkook now put himself in a position where Taehyung could attack another spot. “YAH TAHAHAKE THIHHIHIS!” He exclaimed and grabbed Jungkook’s ankles, then started scratching away at Jungkook’s soles.

Jungkook squealed immediately with loud shriek. The feeling hit him hard, and he felt so weak all of sudden, that he even stopped tickling Taehyung's thighs, not able to focus on anything. “WHAHAHAT THE FUHAHAHACK?!” He exclaimed loudly, hiding his face in hands with hysterical laughter. He tried to squirm and get his feet away, returning to squeeze another boy's thighs, but it was much harder for him to do, and weaker.

Taehyung knew he hit the jackpot and tightened his grasp on Jungkook’s ankles. He went to pull Jungkook’s toes back and then tickle the blonde’s feet like that. “Kitchy kitchy coo~!” Taehyung teased, while trying to say that the best he could since his thighs were still weakly being squeezed.

“IT'S MEAHAHAN!” Jungkook whined with laughter, almost wheezing. He wasn't ready to give up though, his pride couldn't let him do it. Boy tried to close his toes and fight by reaching to spot under Taehyung's knees, scratching and squeezing it. “AHH KOHOHOK NOHO-“ Taehyung shrieked and almost let go of Jungkook’s feet. He tried his best to hold onto Jungkook’s soles while still tickling them. Taehyung got an idea and lightly tickled the tops of Jungkook’s toes to see if that would help him.

“STOHOHOP!” Jungkook squealed, but then realised what he said. His whole face got blushed, both from laughing and embarassment. “NOHOHO, I DIDN'T MEAN IT, DON'T STOP—” He said, but then got even more red on his cheeks and ears, not knowing what to do anymore. Taehyung smirked a little, thinking Jungkook may actually be enjoying this. Or he may just be trying to stay in the competition. “Don’t stop? Okay kookie!”

Jungkook hid his face in hands because of embarassment, still laughing loudly. Even though he felt like that, he still wanted to win. Boy sat up and reached Taehyung's sides, scratching and squeezing them, just as his hips. Taehyung let out little cute giggles since his sides weren’t extremely sensitive like other areas were. “Juhhuhust gihihive uhuhup alreahahahady!”

Jungkook shaked his head, moving to scratching Taehyung's inner thighs again, focusing on them mainly. “NO WAY!” He screamed quickly, at the same time desperately trying to get his feet away. Blonde hair boy felt like he was going crazy, so even beside his earlier words, he stopped his hands to grab Taehyung's hands. “OKAY, I GIVE UP, I GIVE UP!” Taehyung smiled like a little kid and celebrated his victory with small fists. “Yay!” He exclaimed happily since he won that round.

Jungkook quickly got his feet away, looking at Taehyung with squinted eyes, while he was panting a little and trying to get his breath to normal. “I can't believe you did that to me...” Boy mumbled, crossing his arms on his chest. “It was mean!” Taehyung chuckled and crossed his arms. “That was mean? Oh I can show you what IS mean if you want me to~” The boy mischievously said and looked at Jungkook.

It was already suspicious just looking at Taehyung and hearing his voice, but Jungkook was too curious to say no. “What do you mean?” He said with still crossed arms, raising his eyebrows a bit. “Well that depends, do you really want me to show you?” Taehyung asked Jungkook just to make sure Jungkook was ok with this. He was tapping his arm while waiting for a response.

Jungkook thought for a while, but then carelessly shrugged with his shoulders. “Okay, go ahead. It's not a problem for me, I can bare with anything.” He said and put his chin up proudly. “Okay if you say so~” Taehyung concluded and pulled out some rope and feathers. “Now I just want to know, are you sure you’re 100% okay with this?” Taehyung asked one more time for consent.

Jungkook slightly opened his mouth and widened his eyes when he saw the ropes and feathers. “I... Why did you get those? For what? And from where?” He asked first, but then nodded with his head, this way answering Taehyung's question. Taehyung got a little concerned for a moment, seeing the look on Jungkook’s face. “I-I got them from my pocket..and sometimes these are used for tickling..”

“I guess but... Why did you get them in the first time... Into your pocket?” Jungkook asked, just out of the pure curiosity, raising his eyebrows at the same time. “I-I don’t know?” Taehyung simply responded and gently started tying Jungkook’s wrists together with the ropes. Not too tight but not too loose so it wouldn’t hurt Jungkook. Then Taehyung picked up a feather. “Ready kookie?“

Jungkook thought for a while before responding. He tried getting his hands away, but when boy couldn't move them even an inch, he raised his eyebrows. Look of Taehyung holding a feather made him a little flustered. “Yeah...? I guess.” He mumbled, not exactly knowing what to do with his hands, just holding them on his own thighs. Boy rested his back against the wall, looking at his boyfriend with a bit of impatience. Taehyung saw the impatience Jungkook was giving him and began. He started by tracing the feather he had on Jungkook’s tummy, making little circles and patterns as he did so. “Tickle tickle tickle~” He whispered in Jungkook’s ear.

Jungkook whined quietly, trying to hold his laughter in although some giggles were escaping from between his lips. “No~, don't teahehese me...” He said under his breath with slightly pinched brows, involuntarily sucking his tummy in. “Why not tease you bunny? You’re so adorable! What? Does the teasing make it worse?” Taehyung cooed and moved the feather to Jungkook’s bellybutton, then swirled the feather there.

Jungkook gasped and bit his lower lip with wide smile, clenching his toes and fits. “Why do you ahahask, you know it yoursehehehelf!” He said quickly, feeling like his tongue was tangling and floundering a bit because of feeling overwhelming his senses. “Oh yes I know that kookie~” Taehyung said and took the feather to Jungkook’s hollows. He quickly swiped the feather in each one, alternating from left to right occasionally.

Jungkook huffed with laughter and immediately put his arms down, pressing them to his sides. “No way, it won't happen.” Boy shaked his head, still paying attention to covering his pits. ”Well I suppose I could go for another spot then~” Taehyung said, taking a glance at Jungkook’s feet. Then going over and placing them on his lap.

Jungkook widened with his eyes again and immediately took his feet away and pressed the soles again klthe mattress, covering them, just as his instinct told him. He pressed his lips and looked up at Taehyung with quiet huff. Taehyung was just filled with more determination by Jungkook’s protectiveness. He lunged over to Jungkook and snatched his feet. Then he locked Jungkook’s feet between his thighs and scribbled all twenty fingers on the blonde boy’s soles.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows, squealed and huffed with laughter at the same time. Trying to get feet away didn't help him at all, and feeling so helpless made everything even worse. “Nohohoho, Taehyung!” Jungkook screeched, the other's fingers making him want to scream. Boy didn't know what to do with himself, even though he could just buck up his hips and arch his back, turning his body from side to side with loud laughter, giggles and squeals. “No what? Tell me Kookie~” Taehyung taunted and began using his nails to tickle all around Jungkook’s feet. He also went to pull Jungkook’s toes back to make it even more ticklish.

“Tihihickle mehehe! No!” Boy screamed but then whined and shaked his head. Jungkook mumbled something under his breath at Taehyung's taunt. When he was tickled on his torso getting away was much easier than there. Jungkook digged his face into the mattress and blanket, hiding his blushy face with hair falling on it and laughing into the soft material, trying to muffle it a bit. “Oh? You want me to tickle you more? You got it cutie!” Taehyung teased and tickled the tops of Jungkook’s toes. “Tickle tickle tickle kookie! Oh I bet the teasing just makes it so much worse~ Does it? Tell me~”

“NO, YOU—” Jungkook started, but then bursted with laughter. “I HAHAHATE YOU~!” Boy cried with giggles, hiding his face behind tied hands. Although the blonde hair one was saying all the stuff and squirmed a lot, there was something which made him not wanting Taehyung to stop. Taehyung sighed childishly with a small pout. “You don’t actually mean that right?” He asked, showing fake concern and made his fingers go faster.

Jungkook looked at him through his fingers with watery eyes, almost closed because of wide smile. “I DO MEAHAHAN IT!” Blonde hair boy screamed, because of such fast moves not being really able to focus on anything. Taehyung felt something hit him. He didn’t know if Jungkook actually did mean that, or if he just said that because he was overwhelmed. Taehyung stopped and untied Jungkook’s hands. Then he hugged Jungkook and gave him a sad face. “Do you really mean that?”

Jungkook took a deep breath, trying to calm down while panting. He didn't hear Taehyung at first, but then looked up at him. “What? Taehyung, no. I don't really mean it, come on. I was just being playful, I guess, just like you.” He answered quietly and gently palmed another one's cheek. “Did you seriously think I could hate you? Come on, you stupid bear. Don't ever think that... When I'm being mean in your way you need to remember I'm not seriousz ever.” He said with deep breath again, looking into Taehyung's eyes. Taehyung felt better after hearing that. Knowing that Jungkook didn’t hate him made him feel happy. “Thank you Jungkook.” He smiled.

Jungkook lightly nodded with his head and all of sudden pecked Taehyung's lips. After that he rubbed another boy's cheekbone with his thumb. “Hey... Did you enjoy it? I mean... Do you like tickling too?” Jungkook quietly asked, raising his eyebrows. As much as Taehyung liked being tickled, he also did like to tickle others. “Yeah I did enjoy that..plus your laugh is cute kookie.” Taehyung complimented the blonde boy.

“Whatever.” Jungkook jokingly huffed with smile, rolling his eyes. “Do you want to... you know, continue? Or something...” He asked, moving his fingers further, into another one's fluffy, soft hair. When he was thinking about that day, it seemed to be totally crazy. At first he was supposed to go out with a girl who liked him, but it turned out his crush likes him and they're couple. If it wasn't crazy, then Jungkook didn't have an idea what could be. “Continue? Do you want to tickle me again? Or is it something else? Were you perhaps..enjoying the tickly tickles?” Taehyung asked with a little bit of a smirk on his face. He waited for Jungkook to answer patiently.

Jungkook shrugged with his shoulders a bit flustered. “I mean, I asked you... You said you enjoy it so—” He said instead and jokingly, lightly pinched Taehyung's cheek. He had to focus attention on something else. Taehyung's deep, teasing voice had a bigger effect on Jungkook than it should have had. Taehyung took that as a sign that Jungkook was saying yes, so he started poking at Jungkook’s sides while still being in that hug. Jungkook smiled again and burried his face into Taehyung's warm neck. After a while boy slowly wrapped his arms around his neck as well, trying to give another boy more space and let him do whatever he wanted to. Some giggles and chuckles were escaping him, although it was hard for him to keep his arms away, so they flinched every while. Taehyung noticed Jungkook’s struggle to keep his arms away so he took control of that and gently pinned his arms over his head. Then he started kneading at Jungkook’s ribs As Taehyung pinned his arms, Jungkook sighed quietly while laughing. He involuntarily still squirmed from side to side when another boy was tickling his ribs, but it was much easier to handle and just focus on received feeling. “Taehehehe~” Jungkook mumbled with giggles bubbling in his stomach. “That’s my name!” Taehyung exclaimed happily and smiled down at Jungkook. An idea suddenly popped into his head and his smile turned into a mischievous smirk. Taehyung poked at one of Jungkook’s ribs. Then another. All the while counting. “1, 2!” “Oh my gohohohosh, are you kidding mehehe?!” Jungkook squealed, immediately pulling at his arms. “24, I sweahahar!” He shaked with his head. The fact of helplesness was drilling in his mind and it added a little bit of excitement to everything. “Nope, not kidding at all! 4! 5! 6! 7!” Taehyung counted, purposely making it slow for Jungkook. He loved hearing Jungkook’s laugh anyway. It was like music to his ears. “Taehehe, shit, why does it tihihihickle so muhahahach?!” Boy sweared because of a little bit overwhelming feeling and arched his back, trying to get Taehyung's hand away. He didn't know what he wanted already, mind thinking about continueing, but body giving completely different signs. “Maybe because you’re pretty ticklish kookie!” Taehyung reminded him and continued counting Jungkook’s ribs. “8, 9, 10, 11, 12!” “Aish!” Jungkook huffed between laughter and bit his lower lip. “And another half, we know, get over it!” Boy added quickly between another burst of so high-pitched chuckles. Taehyung chuckled and continued his counting all the way up to 24. He was almost done until he decided to mess around. “22, 4, 585, 32752! Jungkook laughed even louder, a bit amused by Taehyung's actions. He was already a bit tired because of all counting, but at the same time he wanted more anyway. “WHAT THE FUHAHAHACK, TAEHEHE?!” He screeched. Boy was already too tired to squirm, so he just snuggled his side to Taehyung's one, just arching his back nad bucking his hips up from time to time. Taehyung pretended like he wasn’t doing anything wrong. “What? Is there something wrong?” He asked pretending to be so clueless. “97, 23, 76, 697, 53176, 68638262!” “HECK YEHEHES?!” Jungkook said with sarcastically questioning tone of voice. “I CAHAHAN'T BELIEVE YOU!” He exclaimed, shaking with his head and took a deeper breath. Taehyung simply smiled and this time, counted correctly, except starting ALL THE WAY from 0. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!” Just as the blonde hair boy imagined all the scenario again, he thought he was close to going crazy. “NONONO, TAEHAHAHYUNG BREAHAHAK!” Jungkook screamed, squirming again with a little bit of hysteria. Taehyung immediately listened to Jungkook and laid his hands off of the blonde boy in less than a second. He unpinned Jungkook so he could breathe. “There there kook, take some deep breaths.” Taehyung comforted him. Jungkook nodded with his head, panting, some quiet giggles still escaping his lips. “That IS really mean.” He admitted, a bit amused though. “I thought I was good at teasing you and being a brat, but...”

Boy added and shaked his head. “You think I did a better job? You did pretty well yourself Jungkook!” Taehyung admitted, while running his hand through his soft hair.

Jungkook nodded again, with little giggles still escaping from his lips. “T-thanks..” He thanked Taehyung and smiled down at himself.

Taehyung hugged Jungkook and rubbed his back gently to get rid of any excess ghost tickles.

”I love you tae.” Jungkook said.

”I love you too kookie.”

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