#k but like. men with big tits??? <3 <3 <3

[nodoubtily]

just saw the wayv post girlie and was thinking if you could do enhypen who’s a moaner and who’s not as well.🔥🔥🔥🔥🩷🩷🩷🩷

I LOVE THESE POSTS HOLY SHITTTTTT. Aight, betttt.

Disclaimer I AM DOING OT7 WHETHER OR NOT YOU LIKE IT. Don’t like, don’t read.

Heeseung - 8/10

Heeseung’s vocals are always so loud, but his voice is also very whiny, so expect loud moans throughout sex when his orgasm is building, but as soon as he’s about to teeter to the edge is when the restless, pant-like whines come out.

Jay - 4/10

I don’t really see Jay as much of a loud person during intimacy. Funny considering he’s very loud a lot of the time, but we all know Jay is more of a giver than a receiver, and during any kind of act of intimacy, he’ll be focusing on you and your pleasure, and won’t feel satisfied if you’re not being loud. He’s quiet, focused on you and your pleasure instead.

Jake - 10/10

Are you fucking kidding me. Bro is a screamer! Jake has two different sides, and either way, he’s loud. When he’s feeling dominant, and like he wants to take control of the situation, which only happens when he’s frustrated, he’ll chase his own orgasm and not care if you cum or not. But if he’s feeling submissive, and that he really just wants to be your good boy, he’ll say in-between shameless moans, “am I do-doing good for you?” While he’s relentlessly pounding into you to make you cum. He only wants you to cum, but you feel so fucking good.

Sunghoon - 7/10

I reckon he’s more of a whiny little thing. He wants to cum. So bad. He wants you to let him cum. So fucking bad. He’ll moan if he’s got you in a mating press, but most of the time he just whines like the good fucking boy he is.

Sunoo - 9/10

Sunoo doesn’t care. He actually despises men who say it’s cringy for guys to moan in bed, because if he feels really good, he’ll make sure you know he’s feeling good, while he’s grinding his cock deep inside your hole, his pubic bone hitting your clit. He loves moaning. He’s a moaner and he’s PROUD.

Jungwon - 6/10

He loves little whimpers. You love his little whimpers. Especially when you’re riding him and his face is flushed against your tits and his little kitty whimpers leave his mouth, nice and whiny. He’s only a whiny boy for you.

Niki - 8/10

Niki is still inexperienced, and he loves the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped tightly around his cock. So much so he lets you hear about it. Disregarding the nonchalant-ness he lets out, he’s very vocal in bed as he loves the feeling of sex.

F R E A K A L E E K

1/7 - Jake! The good boy he is, loves letting you know he’s feeling really good (10/10)

2/7 - Sunoo! The feminist of the group, wants you to hear his immense pleasure (9/10)

3/7 - Heeseung! Doesn’t know how to control his sounds still when it comes to you! (8/10)

H A L F W A Y T H E R E

4/7 - Niki! An unexperienced boy; loves being used and loves moaning. Especially when he’s about to cum. (8/10)

5/7 - Sunghoon! and his baby whines. Doesn’t want anyone else fucking him like you. (7/10)

6/7 - jungwon! who’s big on whimpers. Can’t handle anything. He’s very sensitive. (6/10)

7/7 - jay! More of a giver then a receiver. Won’t have it any other way. Radio silence because he’s too busy worrying about your pleasure. (4/10)

* R A D I O S I L E N T *

[leonsrailway]

hello my love! been thinking about creepy stalker leon lately <3 maybe vendetta leon! he's damaged mentally and he can't stop himself from being fixated on you. like he corners you somewhere and dubious consent things proceed. IN PUBLIC WOULD BE HOT, but they don't get caught. for a fem! reader

ive been watching you.

AHHHHH first request ate tf up. something about vendetta leon makes me blush. i hope u like!!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. NSFW UNDER THE CUT

CW: smut 18+, p in v, fingering, oral (f! receiving), dubcon, semi-public sex, stalking, obsession, masturbation, leon being a creepy perv, age gap (reader is like 22), noncon photography, choking, size kink if u squint and tilt ur head

fem! reader

divider: @leonsdolly

hes not a weirdo. really! he never meant for it to go this far.

it was a random day last august when he wandered into the restaurant you worked at. but as soon as you came to his table and introduced yourself with that pretty little smile and those big doe eyes, he knew he'd been in trouble. after a short pause, he turned his charm on and started a conversation with you.

then he found himself back the next day. and the next.

he swore the only reason he showed up was for the coffee, which was the laziest excuse he could muster considering the coffee was from K-Cups, but you didnt seem to mind. every time you worked, you found your eyes glancing to his booth hoping to see his dark hair poking over the top of the booth in front of him. he could see the way your eyes lit up when you saw him, he just hoped you didnt notice the way his cock twitched when his eyes locked with yours.

during your small talk at his table, even after he learned you were half his age, he could only ever think about the way his large, rough hands would feel running all along your body, from your pretty tits, to your waist, to your thighs, to your- oh shit, what were you saying?

"you with me, Mr. Kennedy?" fuck, he loved when he heard his name leave your lips. "uh, yeah, sorry. long night. what were you saying?"

"did you want your regular?" you were smirking, almost mocking how distracted he was.

"yea, add something for yourself pretty lady, come sit with me on your break?"

leon had been a regular of your months. he looked to be in his late 30s-early 40s, and you'd be lying if you said his little nickname didnt make your knees a little weak.

"as much as id love to, Mr. Kennedy, i cant today. but i can definitely get that order in for you" you reluctantly deny his request.

he didnt appreciate that.

-

after a week of discreetly following you home after your shifts, he'd learned your routines. what time you shower in the evening, what time you have dinner, what time you touch yourself when everyone else falls asleep...

leon invested in some binoculars from the local nerd store and even found a little bush he could hide in perfectly angled to show him your bedroom. he even bought himself a new camera so he could take pictures of you when you look your best, oblivious.

when you had gone off to work one day, he snuck in right as you left. he's not sure what possessed him to do this, he used to be such a good guy. he wanted to protect and serve and... now look at him, rummaging in some 20 somethings underwear drawer.

-

you slam the register shut after counting your money for that night, it had been a long one. full of old men, not leon, telling you to "smile for them" or snapping at you for a refill of their sweet teas. everyone else had gone home for the night, and you were just about to lock up. your body ached, you felt like falling on the nearest flat surface and knocking out for the week.

until you heard the bell ding.

"we're close-" you were cut off by yourself when you saw who walked in, "oh, hey Mr. Kennedy."

theres his girl. "hey honey, you alright? you look tired" he approached you from behind.

"its been a long day, but nothing i can't handle. i was actually just about to lock up the restaurant... so.." you trail off, hoping he may get the hint that you just want to go home.

"well good thing i came in, huh?" he laughs, and so do you, but you didnt find it too funny. he was starting to stand a little bit too close to you for your comfort, even though you trusted him.

"i guess" you say, blushing when he gives you a look that made you almost rip off his shirt right then and there. but you cant, thats wrong, what would your parents think?

"you look pretty, angel" leon says, tilting your head up to look up at him. god, he was tall, and his one hand could cover your whole face.

"t-thank you Mr. Ke-"

"Leon. call me Leon"

"thank you, leon" you reply, crossing your arms, tensing up. you knew you shouldn't be feeling this way, it isn't professional.

he couldnt hold himself back anymore. whether it was the way your big pretty eyes looked up at him like a trap, or the way his hand was finally grazing your soft skin, something made him bold enough to kiss you.

"Le- Leon... we can't" you made out between kisses, as much as you were denying him, you were still kissing him back, that kept him going.

"we can't? that's too bad..." he mutters in your ear, breath fanning against your neck as his fingers wandered below your waistband, "because im gonna do it anyway"

you squirmed against him but you couldn't deny the way you mewled in his ear when he grazed your clit through the thin fabric of your panties. he laughed meanly in your ear before putting his free hand around your throat and gently squeezing when he applies the slightest pressure to your clothes clit, making you moan, "i knew you'd like that". he lays you down in a booth in the empty restaurant.

"p-lease... fuck" you tugged at his shirt, shyly asking for more. he laughs at the change in your charcter from only a moment ago, before ultimately complying with your silent request. he rips your clothes off and leaves a trail of sloppy, wet kisses from your neck, to your tits, to your stomach, and finally down to your pussy.

he gazes up at you with the hungriest eyes youve ever seen, glazed over and half lidded yet so focused on you. he makes out with your cunt, his nose bumping into your clit as he slips his tongue in and out of your hole, making lewd, borderline pornographic sounds. you were a wreck, writhing under him and grinding your hips into his face as he moaned incoherent praises into you, the vibrations making you soak his face more than you knew you could.

he eventually sticks two fingers into you as he sucks on your puffy, neglected clit, and once he curls his fingers to the spot that makes you jolt, he keeps on hitting that spot again and again and again until you cum in his mouth. he doesnt stop then, using his tongue to clean up your mess until you're pushing him away, a stupid cocky grin plastered on his wet lips.

you didn't realize you were taking his belt off until his cock was in front of you. he was big, leaking precum from his pretty pink tip and his eyes were piercing yours as he pumped himself a few times before lining himself with your entrance, the two of you gasping in tandem as he bottomed out inside of you.

tears pricked at your eyes as he began to move, the pain and pleasure and overstimulation from your last orgasm all combining and making a cocktail of sensations you've never experienced before. your head lolled to the side and you squeezed your eyes shut while leon rocked you into next year, until he just almost cuts off your airway and forces you to face him and look in his eyes as he drills into you like a jackhammer.

"ah-ah-ah-f-uuuck, Lee!" you moaned into his neck as you scratched pretty red lines down his back, making him grit his teeth to keep from letting out a whine he'd only heard when cumming in the panties he stole from your room

"i know pretty girl, feels good doesn't it?" he lets up on your throat, not that you could catch your breath at the rate he was plowing you. "y-yes- i'm cumming, oh my god im cumming" your eyes roll into the back of your head and you draw blood from biting your lip.

"go ahead princess, im right there with you" he grunts, slightly angling to hit you impossibly deeper, which was your final straw, you let out a string of curses and chants of his name as you cream his cock, he spills his load inside of you. not that you're that angry, his warm cum spilling out of you felt so nice you couldn't dare be angry.

the two of you catch your breath in silence until leon snaps a photo of your leaky cunt, both of your cum spilling onto your thighs.

[alphabetboyluvr]

throttle | jjk - series masterlist

pairing: boyracer!jk x fem reader - mutual disdain to lovers

synopsis

in which jeon jungkook hates speed limits, the local government, and the way that min yoongi looks at you.

current wc: 160,244

warnings: explicit language, drug usage, violence, dangerous driving, smut, and themes of an adult nature. not a mafia au, but teeters around the edges of it. organised crime and corruption are at the heart of the story. the characters have questionable morals and do dumb shit. be prepared to hate them as much as you love them. jungkook is a tittie luvr. no further questions.

specific smut warnings will be given at the start of each chapter - just know that jungkook loves tits, showers frequently and has a tongue piercing. oh and he's blonde he he &lt;3 <3

cross posted to wattpad & ao3

minors dni | start date - late 2021

one - 17.8k

jungkook stops for gas. his receipt reads: petrol (38 litres), samgak gimbap (one), bottle of soju (one), curiosity of the cashier (piqued). - dangerous driving, depictions of violence, foul language, alcohol

two - 13.4 k

you consummate a hypothetical marriage - but hey, on the plus side, at least you can't testify against a spouse, right? - dangerous driving, smut, tipsy hookup

three - 7.5k

in the words of jimin, jungkook is 'all cock and balls, no brain', but luckily that's just how you like your men - smut, car sex

four - 9.1k

jungkook is a pied piper. whether you like it or not, you know you'll let him drag you to the river, just for him to watch you drown. - smut, the angst is upon us

five - 18.5k

you're 'just a friend from daegu' and jungkook is just a big fat filthy liar. - smut, angst intensifies

six - 20k

with lovers like jungkook, there's really no need for enemies - smut, angst

seven - 13.5k

jungkook sniffs powder how he used to sniff your hair; incessantly, obsessively. - depictions of violence, drug usage, angst

eight - 16.5k

yoongi chokes; on your hand around his throat, on his unspoken feelings, and on the courage it takes to tell you he's seeing someone else. - smut, infidelity

nine - 11.4k

you hate jungkook in the same way that teenagers hate their hometowns: no matter how much you want to run from it, you know it will always be the place you go back to.

ten

eleven

[waterinz]

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Jjk men and their fav position

parings: s. gojo, s. geto, k. nanami, k. choso, f. toji, r sukuna.

warnings: smut, named positions, choking (sukuna), dacryphilia (toji and sukuna), pet names, praising (nanami, geto, gojo choso).

A/N: someone request something, PLEASE 🙏🙏

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Satoru Gojo: 100% mating press

His sinister grin was the only thing apart of your blurred vision, the position, the friction, the pace, it would’ve been damn near impossible to not fall in love with the way he fucked you, if y’all hadn’t already been dating. The amount of will he has over your body is crazy in that position, him being vocal as hell doesn’t help but god… it’s hot as fuck, him moaning whimpering or saying some vile shit in your ears like “fuck-.. if she doesn’t stop sucking me in like this, i might come a-already.”, “such a good girl” and other dirty things…

Suguru Geto: Spooning

As someone that’s always tired, this is perfect for him. Just being able to slide it in as y’all are laying down is the most ideal thing for him. Geto is a simple man that takes sex as a way to relax, relieve stress and relax the tension in your muscles.. but even with all those benefits and a girlfriend that he nicknamed “Jack-rabbit” simply because she couldn’t go a week without some kind of fucking. But one day he wanted to try something different. He laid on his side, you infront of him, grinding on you. This position gave him free access of your ass, tits, neck, and pretty much the rest of your body too.

Kento Nanami: Cowgirl/ Reverse Cowgirl

Now we know this old man is OLD fashioned as hell, probably alive during the BC and CE era, but one thing about him was.. he loved to fuck aswell. He loved the sight of his dick sliding in and out of that cunt while also seeing that white ring of cum being formed.

Kamo Choso: 69

He def seems like the type to not want to take control or advantage of you but still wanting a way to please you, so if there’s a way he can be pleased, AND please you? He’s down for it. Choso is probably really skilled at eating the box :3. Kissin it, small soft bites, licking anything that leaks out. :3

Toji Fushiguro: Full Nelson (especially infront of a mirror.)

Toji seems like the type to manhandle you. Folding and contorting your body past it’s limits, fucking you in unspeakable positions you can hardly manage. That shit eating grin, visibly displayed in the mirror. Choking you too, I mean it’s easy access. He manhandles you to your wits end and at this point, its painful as fuck, but hot ad fuck too. And your tears visible in the mirror too makes it so much better, well atleast to him…

Sukuna Ryomen: Missonary

Now sukuna doesn’t have a favorite position, he thinks every position that allows him to restrain you is perfect. But if he had to pick just ONE, it’d be missionary. Just being able to watch your face contort into expressions is literally heaven to him, and do not get me starteddddd on if he was in the big boy form. Easy access kissing, being able to fully restrain you under his touch and weight. His smirk that is displayed on his face could make you tremble just at the sight. And your tears visible? Yeah he would go all outttt…

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[seungfl0wer]

*I’ll do anything* P.3

Part Title: Bloody Love

Paring: Lee Know x Reader

Genre: Smut/Angst/Fluff

Warnings: Arguing, Guns, Death/K!lling, Blood, Reader gets stabbed, handcuffs, chocking, breath play, (M) receiving, A tit slap, face fucking, Creampie, unprotected sex, Minho being a dick ngl

This is part of a series find other parts here:

Series Master List

-🩵

The morning after your heavenly night was already off to a good start, waking up in Minhos arms your cat snuggling on the other side of you. The bed was cozy it felt so peaceful. You laid there for a bit petting your cat as you listening to the rhythm of Minhos breathing. ‘God he smelt so good’ you thought to yourself.

You sighed looking at the time not wanting to get up but needing to so you could start breakfast. You sighed one more time as you tried pulling yourself from the sleeping man. As you did so your cat got up stretching, he found his place again laying against Minho curling back up. The sight made your heart flutter.

Making your way to the kitchen you grabbed a few things to make some blueberry pancakes and sausage. You heard a ringing coming from your room followed by a low grumble. Minhos phone must have went off waking the poor man. He groggily made his way to the kitchen to find you “what Smells so good?” His voice husky from just waking up. “Pancakes” you replied with a smile. He made his way towards you wrapping his arms around you lazily leaning his head into the crook of your neck. “Smells good” his voice almost a whisper against your ear.

The feeling of him behind you still half asleep made you blush a bit it felt so domestic like you were an old married couple. He placed small kisses against your neck before hearing another ring “ah that damn phone I swear I hear it in my nightmares” he huffed peeling himself off of you sulking away to answer the phone. He came back a few minutes later food now done. “After we eat we’ll get ready, Jisung will be here soon to pick us up.” His voice trailing off as he looked at the food.

“Y/n- I think I’m gonna marry you” he said with a chuckle. “Where we going?” You asked smiling at his comment “to see your brother remember?” He said shoving a bite in his mouth. “Oh yeah!” You laughed a bit looking at him. “Y/n- you better eat remember our talk” he said almost glaring at you. You nodded making yourself a plate sitting down across from him. “You need to start calling me sir by the way, you agreed to it.” His words coming out a bit harsh but mumbled by another bite.

You nodded again before he shot you a look, you quickly cleared your throat “yes sir” you stated looking up at him with puppy eyes. He hummed at your words going back to eat. “We’ll get ready and head out I have to stop somewhere anyways.” He said softly “of course sir” you said in response picking up another bite.

-🩵

After breakfast you two got dressed and headed to the car, greeted by jisung smiling face. The two men talked a bit as you drove by familiar places getting close to the hospital. You sighed loudly as the car turned in, you were happy to see your brother but it always made you sad to see him in his state. As you parked Minho quickly came around to open your door giving you his hand to grab “thank you sir.” You replied making him smirk a bit “no problem doll”

Heading to his room you peered through the window looking into see if he was awake. He laid there looking up at the tv screen, his mouth slightly open while he focused on the show. His eyes looked heavy like he was exhausted. As you came to the door the noise of your shoes gave you away, his head swung towards you a big smile plastered across his face “y/n!” He squealed it was followed by a hard cough.

You went to sit beside him Minho standing at the door still as he just watched you two interact. He smiled fondly at the moment he was watching. You visited your brother for an hour or so before he was getting sleepy. You gave him a big kiss on the forehead before leaving.

Getting into the car you started at your next destination, while you were on the road Minho seemed to be staring at something. He leaned up trying to talk to jisung softly so you couldn’t hear. “Ji, you see that car hmm?” He said to the boy driving he nodded quickly “yeah been following us since we left the hospital.” He said looking at the mirror then back at the road. “The car looks like the ones the Kang family drive.” His voice barely audible to you but jisung hearing every word. “What should we do?” Jisung said looking at you in the mirror “what about y/n?” He said his eyes trailing back to the road.

“I’m not sure exactly what to do, but I do know we should try and lose them. I’ll call changbin and see where he’s at.” He said sitting back to call him. You couldn’t tell what exactly was going on but how the tension felt in the car you knew something was up. You looked over staring at Minho trying to read his face trying to get any sort of clue. “Yeah alright, thanks Bin” he said before hanging up. He looked at Jisung telling him “blue house” with those words Jisung nodded changing lanes.

The car behind them was still there but Minho stayed calm not wanting to freak you out however the people behind had different plans. You could hear what almost sounded like a gun shot, then you heard another. You looked over at Minho who was now grabbing the gun he had stashed on his belt. “Y/n keep your head down” he said sternly. You nod moving yourself down, putting your head against the seat infront of you. You heard another shot this time it had hit the back of the window. The glass hadn’t broken yet however it did have a crack in it now.

Minho rolled down his window taking aim at their tires missing the first shot but landing the second. The car swerved slightly but regained control as it sped up faster. It rammed into the back of the car making your body slam against the seat. Minho looked over at you before reloading the gun to shoot another tire. Before he did so jisung yelled “hold on” before he swerved the car into a back road speeding as fast as he could. The other car quickly followed behind firing another shot at the window this time shattering it. Glass rained down falling everywhere. “Fuck” Minho said loudly as he looked down at you.

As he took his eyes off the men he was met by a bullet to the forearm burring itself deep into the man’s muscle. He winced in pain looking down at you “don’t you even think about fucking moving” he almost screamed at you seeing how you were ready to pounce to protect him. He took another shot, hitting another tire the car swerved yet again before it ended up hitting a tree. Minhos body relaxed a small bit before sinking down into the seat.

“Are you-“ you started to say before Minho cut you off “I’m fine y/n” he hissed out. Jisung drove down the road reaching a blue house at the end drive way. Minho quickly got out walking towards the house to talk to Changbin, Jisung came around opening making sure you got out safely. He wiped the glass off of you before looking you over a bit seeing a few scratches nothing seemed to major. He motioned you towards the house both the men who had once been there going inside already.

You huffed a bit following inside, the two boys were talking in the living room before another man walked downstairs his beautiful blonde locks trailing down his face. Little chocolate chip freckles placed ever so perfectly across his face. You stared at him as he walked down, carrying what looked like a medical bag. “That’s doctor Lee” jisung said leaning down to you “he’s apart of the same family as Minho, he’s a really good doctor.” He said smiling at the man.

The boy smiled at you both taking a second to pause at you before he heard Minhos voice “Felix, in here” his voice sounded distressed. You walked closer to see him shirtless Doctor Lee examining him. His arm dripped in blood cuts across his face and upper body from the glass breaking. “How’d you manage to get hit this time?” The doctor’s voice teased. He glared over at you “if I wasn’t worried about someone getting hurt it wouldn’t have happened” his voice a bit stern, you felt your heart drop. “It’s my fault” you said in a whisper. You slinked away walking outside to sit on the steps. You had your arms crossed just look out into the vast woods.

The door creaked before you felt someone sit beside you. It was jisung he patted you back softly “don’t let his harsh words get to you he can be an ass but he cares about his people.” He said giving you a smile. The sweet moment was cut a bit short as you could hear rustling from the side of the house. You both peered around only to be met with 2 men guns pointing at you both. You let out a gulp before jisung yelled “Minho!”

Like a flash one of the men grabbed ahold you by the throat looking at you with almost hungry eyes. The other hit Jisung with the butt of the gun knocking him at. “let go of me!” You tried screaming the pressure of his hand over your throat muffled your words.

“Looks like little Minnie has a new play thing” he laughed licking the side of your face “mmm and she’s sweet too” you felt sick, felt sick to your stomach as the men made gross comments about you. Minho in the matter of seconds was at the door with the others guns pointed “drop her” he said his voice low. The men chuckled a bit “if you shoot us we’ll just shoot her first.” The said pulling a gun out pointing it to your temple.

Minho looked at you with worried eyes “what do you want” he said voice stern looking at the men. “Well we came here for money but maybe we’ll just take the girl instead we can have more fun with her” the man said running his fingers up your leg. Your body panicked mind going crazy. You quickly grabbed the man’s hand that had the gun and twisted making him drop it. You kicked the other man straight in the face. With all the commotion they didn’t realize Minho had grabbed their guns.

Changbin came behind the one still standing grabbing him by the collar pulling him away from you. Minho went to grab you before the man on the ground pulled out a knife he had stashed away. You ran at you full force plunging the knife deep into your side. You felt a warm sensation everything happening so fast before you heard a gunshot making you jump. Changbin behind you had shot the man dead who had just stabbed you. Blood splattering against your back. The other man was being held down by Jisung and Felix.

Your hands grabbed at your side feeling the warm liquid seeping out of you. Your legs felt like jello your body running hot as your eyes met Minhos. Changbin took the butt of his gun smashing it over the other man’s head knocking him out. Felix tied him up before coming to get you. He quickly brought you into the house.

Minho stood outside his body was almost frozen, seeing you like that made his heart drop scared he could have lost you. But even more so why the hell were you sitting outside in the first place knowing they were outside? His mind went through all emotions before waking inside. Felix treated your wound luckily the knife was only small piercing only a layer of fat. He stitched you up while changbin smirked at you “how the hell did you learn to do that?” He asked voice sounding pumped “you took them out” he said patting your back.

Minho came in as he said this his eye stared you down “yeah, glad you can fight back but you wouldn’t have been in that situation if you had I don’t know stayed in the fucking house? How are you so dumb that you would go outside fully aware they were still out there?” He hissed his words flowing fast. “Jisung got hurt” he said pointing at the boy with an ice pack over the bump he had gotten. “Minho ease up” Jisung said softly. “Ease up? She needs to know this isn’t some fucking game, she could get us killed or worse her fucking self!”

At this point you had tears pricking at your cheeks his words hurt thinking you had put everyone at danger. You honestly thought the men had probably died during the crash not knowing this all could happen. “I’m sorry” you said softly wiping the tears that dare fell. “Good y/n you should be fucking sorry” he said as pacing back and forth. Changbin put a hand on his shoulder “maybe we should get you guys home.” He said looking at the man before him. He helped you into another car that wasn’t all destroyed sitting you infront with jisung.

Minho huffed crossing his arms while he sat alone in the back seat. You could feel him seething back there him burning a hole in the back of your head. You guys arrived home jisung helping you to your room as Minho stormed off to his. “I’m sorry jisung” you said softly “I know sweets, it’s ok. And he’ll be ok just give him some time and space.” He said giving you a soft smile before leaving.

It was just the two of you here now you could hear Minho throwing things around in his room. It made you a bit scared however you tried to pull yourself together making your way to the kitchen to try and cook dinner. Getting it done you went to knock on Minhos door. He flung it open meet your gaze “what!” He spat looking at you like he’d wanna just scream.

“I- uh- dinners ready” you said softly looking down at the ground. He looked at you and laughed a bit “you gotta be out of your mind to think I’m gonna sit down at the table with you.” He said getting ready to slam the door “Minho- wait” you blurted “I’ll just make your plate and stay in my room while you eat.” You said words shaking. His eyes locked on you but not for what you thought “what did you just call me?” He said his voice sounding angry.

Shit.

“I- I’m sorry sir I didn’t mean” you tried to get out before Minho was pushing you against the wall. “I thought we talked about this, this morning are you really that fucking dumb that you forgot?” He hissed his words sticking to your brain. He placed his hands around your throat making you look at him. “I’ve let you off so many times never once have I punished you but I think I should start maybe you’ll fucking learn some damn manners. Maybe I can fuck some sense into that dumb little brain of yours hmm?”

Your body tensed under him his words although harsh somehow turned you on? What the fuck? Are you into degrading?? Your brain almost laughed at yourself swirling thoughts inside your head before Minhos hand pushed a bit. “Answer me bitch.” His Eyes glued to you. “Sir please-“

He dug his other hand onto your clothes thigh “does my little bitch need some training still hmm? Needs me to fuck her till she knows her fucking place and who to listen to?” His words were hot against you, his lips close to yours. “Punish me sir.” You almost moaned out. The smug smile that plastered his face was enough to make your core throb. Minho grabbed you pulling you to him only for you to wince in pain. He looked at you for a second he wanted to say sorry but the dom side of him didn’t care.

You could tell in his eyes though he felt bad for it, he moved slower keeping your side in mind before pulling you into his room. He laid harsh bites to your neck as he pushed you to the bed. “Undress now” he growled moving away from your body. You quickly did as he asked “nu uh” he said grabbing your hand “slowly” his words slipping off his tongue. You slowly took your clothes off letting each garment fall to the ground as he watched you in full view. “On your back” he said motioning you with his hand.

He quickly dropped his pants underwear following after. The sight of his cock smacking against his toned stomach made you moan. He laughed at your reaction “You’re moaning from just the sight of my cock? Pathetic” he hissed as he got on the bed. He straddled your upper body pinning your arms down with his hot thighs. His cock towering over your head “be a good little bitch and open that dirty mouth of yours.” He said rubbing the tip on your lips.

“Yes sir” you say softly opening your mouth to let him in. He slowly pushes into your mouth groaning at the feeling “fuck so warm” he breathed out. He went slow for a few minutes just feeling every inch of your mouth. You swirled your tongue around him feeling him leaking precum already. He quickened his pace fucking your mouth rougher. He could feel the back of your throat wanted to cum down in and make you choke on all of him.

He grabbed a fist full of your hair fucking mindlessly into your mouth. “This is what you’re good for” he said pulling your hair to make you look at him “for my use” his words trailed off as he felt his high coming. Fucking into you even faster hands gripping on to your hair tightly. You could feel the tear pricking, feeling yourself gag a bit around his girth. He quickly came his hot liquid filling your mouth. You made a face not really wanting to swallow. He gripped your head keeping your mouth closed before clipping your nose with his finger. “Swallow it” he said. You couldn’t breathe quickly swallowing all of him before he let go of your nose. “Good girl.”

Was that kinda hot? You thought to yourself. Oh no I’m Turing into a sadist your thought continued. Minho grabbed something from his draw bedside him clanking it out as he did so. Before you could even see what it was he had them around your wrist and in one swoop you were handcuffed. He smirked at the sight of you, moving one hand down to your oh so needy heat. He lightly ran a finger up your slit before chuckling “you’re soaked, you really are just a dirty bitch aren’t you” he said before pushing a finger into your dripping cunt.

The feeling made your hips buck wanting, no needing the friction. Minho left out another chuckle before he moved his hand away. “I don’t think you deserve to be played with kitten” he said his words coming off more sweet this time. He looked over your body seeing your red wound had made him snap back a bit. But just a bit. “I think im just gonna go straight in, you can take me right kitten?” He coo’d eyes watching your every move. You nod “y-yes sir”

He smirked moving himself between your legs slapping his cock against your clit. He rubbed his cock up in down your slit all your juices lubing him up. The feel made you moan loudly Minho didn’t even move at your noise his head swirling at the feeling. He didn’t mean to but he had pushed himself into you while teasing you. The low groan that escaped his lips made your core clench tightly around him drawing out another groan from the man. He brought his hands up to your neck pinning you on the mattress as he started to fuck into you hard.

“God fuck.. warm.. you’re so.. w-warm” he groaned out his hips stuttering at the feeling. “Does my kitten feel good hmm? Feel good when sir fucks hard and deep into this little cunt of yours hmm?” His words hot like a smack of warm summer air. He hadn’t said anything mind being blank before Minho slapped one of your breast squeezing it afterwards “I asked you a question kitten or am I fucking you so dumb you can’t even reply?” He chuckled a bit. “Feel- go-good sir so good” you voice shaking.

His smirked at your reply moving his hand from your breast to your throbbing clit. “Who’s the only one that can make you cum so good hmm? Tell me kitten, I bet no man has ever made you truly cum.” He said moving his hand over your bud making small circles as his hips still ravished you with the rhythm. “Only you- sir” Minho groaned at your answer he pushed your legs up pounding deep into you feeling both your highs coming. Your cunt sucking his cock in so nicely. The feeling of pleasure and your high rushing out hid any pain you may have been feeling.

Your body registered a feeling of warmth but your brain only had one thing in its mind right now you’d figure it out later. Minho pounder mercilessly into you “you gonna cum on my cock kitten hmm? You’ve been good this whole time letting me use you cum with me beautiful” he coo’d out as if on command to his words the cord had snapped inside of you releasing everything your body stuttering as you did. Minho road your high out as his came shortly after you body seizing in you as he coated the inside of you with his hot cum.

You both panted out a bit trying to catch your breath before Minhos eyes went big “Fuck y/n!” He said frantically. Your head was spinning you felt dizzy, numb almost. You tried to answer but no words had come out. “Hey hey y/n, kitten” he grabbed you taking his shirt he had putting it over your wound. He didn’t realize the stitches had come off as he was fucking you, which would explain the warm sensation you had felt earlier. “Shit” he said loudly noticing the cut looked deeper than Felix had told him.

He quickly got on the phone calling Felix up telling him to hurry, and that he did. Minho didn’t know what to do panic was taking over. He grabbed a pair of his basketball shorts putting them on you. Taking off the handcuffs quickly, throwing them aside. You were still there, well kinda your brain was foggy eyes fluttering trying to stay awake. You slowly tiled your head looking at the frantic man. “Min” you said softly. The man looked down at you worry plastered across his face “I’m sorry- for everything” you choked out. “I should have- should know better.” Your words started to slur now. “I’ll try and be better- wanna make you happy.” You said eyes fluttering shut and back open to finally shut again.

His eyes widen “no no y/n Y/N!” He yelled trying to wake you up. Felix had gotten there bursting through the door looking at your state. He shook his head “you really could go a few days without fucking her?” His voice annoyed. Minho was trying not to cry, he wiped tears that had fallen before Felix had gotten there.

“Help” is all he could muster out. Felix pushed Minho away from you and got to work cleaning the wound getting it to stop bleeding again and stitching it again. He looked at you grabbing something in his bag before grabbing a bottle and needle. “This will help the wound and help with how dehydrated she seemed” he said giving you a shot your body wincing at the prick. “Minho. Do not. And I mean do not. Let this happen again. That cut is deeper than I originally told you. I just didn’t wanna worry you” he admitted. “It’ll be easy for her to bleed out.” He said moving way from you. “Call me if something happens alright? She’ll wake up eventually.” He said before packing his stuff up.

Felix had left Minho staring down at you his bed now soaked in your blood same with his shirt. He held onto you tightly “fuck” he swore out “i should have been gentler.” He said his brain yelling at him. He held onto feeling you shift in your sleep a few times before you finally woke up. Your eyes blurred a bit looking around “Minho?” You said voice almost a whisper. His body shot up so fast “y/n!” He almost screamed. He came to you wrapping his arms around you “im sorry!” His voice shaking you shook your head no “i deserved it” your voice again almost ghostly soft.

Hearing you say that made his heart almost drop out of his chest “don’t say that! You almost died y/n!” He said words cracking a bit. “I couldn’t stand to live with out you.” He said kissing you softly. “You’d be fine” your voice blunt. “I’m nothing great.” You said looking at the wall to avoid his gaze. “Kitten please don’t say that.” He said feeling tears pricking at his eyes. “I love you” he said softly kissing you again. You laid your head on the man’s chest “I love you too” you said softly into his chest. He held tightly onto you all night scared something would happen again. He didn’t want you out of his sight let alone out of his arms.

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one | an encounter

don’t call it a fight when you know it’s a war

Pairing: Toman Timeskip! Hanma Shuji x Fem! Reader / minor Kisaki x Reader Warnings: NSFW, smut, drugs, blood, violence, death, guns, sex work, “infidelity”, Reader is as off the rails as Hanma Chapter specific warnings: Reader is a sex worker, discussion of sex work, discussion of violence, blood, Hanma being feral.

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#TheCityAU

Your life ended the day you were sold to Toman. Your life as the eldest daughter of a Yakuza Legend ended, but you lived on, as the forgotten property of Kisaki Tetta. Forgotten, abandoned, until Hanma Shuji stumbled, bloody, beaten, and laughing, into your boring world.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Honestly, have you seen Smiley? He’s gorgeous. I wouldn’t mind having him every day,” a girl tittered, causing the other women to hush and hum.  “Yeah, but does he bring you any gifts? Koko brought me a new bag last week, all because I blew him in the car before that big meeting,” another chimed in, shaking her sparkling hands, adorned with jewels brought in as offerings by all her favourite customers. You sighed into your tea, wondering when your bedroom had become the impromptu meeting place of all the girls in the brothel. Women lay draped over every available inch of space, all bedecked in lace and frills, their tits barely covered as they spilt out over their glittering bras and dresses.   “That’s just because you haven’t had Inui’s cock,” a girl spoke, “once you’ve had that, shit like jewellery and new clothes don’t matter anymore!” “Really?” came the coos and questions, long smooth legs kicking languidly in the air. To anyone who was unaware of where they were, it would be like a little girl’s sleepover, except that everyone present was well past the age of teenage innocence and naivete. The pink was still there, in all shades of neon and fuchsia, leaving your room looking like a garden of psychedelic roses. 

You were just about to ask them to leave, to grant you a few hours of peace to do something besides talk about Toman’s top dogs and how they spent their lives (and their money) between your girls’ thighs. You had filing to do, and your monthly stipend was due next week. Your little sister’s school had just increased its fees, and you sighed, already preparing yourself for a month of tight budgeting and two-minute noodles. Thank God your owner was never around, you doubted you could do much besides bat your lashes before passing out from exhaustion, never mind servicing him with your body.

The door slammed open. He was huge. And bloody. His tie hung in a loose noose around his neck, his crisp white shirt stained scarlet in pretty patches down his side. His jacket was thrown haphazardly over his shoulders, equally coloured crimson by blood and lord knows what else.

 “Hello ladies,” he grinned, a glob of blood still trickling down his cheek. His glasses had slid down his nose, splattered so that he couldn’t see through the lenses. His hair tumbled to one side in a cascade of black and gold curls, raked boyishly to one side and smeared with detritus. “Girls, out.” You instructed, unfolding yourself from your bed. Who was this? You cycled through the various faces you'd seen come through the brothel doors over the last six months. The women were quick to react, scuffling upwards and shuffling out the door without a word, eyes wide as they stared at the intruder. He squinted at each girl as they walked past him, ducking below his outstretched arms until you were the only one left in the room. “Where’s Kandi? You know, with a ‘K’,” he slurred slightly, and you could see that one of his eyes had begun to swell blue. You gulped. This man was dangerous. “She left, last month,” you recalled the previous owner of this room. Oh, he was just lost. Just what kind of business was Kandi running that half-beaten and bloody men came storming into her rooms after 3 in the morning? “What? Fuck, man, she had a good cunt,” he gangled over to your couch and threw himself down with a huff. You groaned inwardly, that was real suede. “She was shit with bandages, but she had cute tits,” he mumbled, “what happened to her?” he tilted his head, somehow genuinely interested. You reached under your bed and pulled out a box. “She got bought out, one of the Toman men… Shiba? I think his name was Shiba. She said she’s having his baby.” You plonked the box on the table beside your couch. “So that kid and I have the same taste in broads, who would have thought?” he murmured beneath his breath. You pulled a towel out of your cupboard.

 “Get up and strip,” you instructed, missing the wide honey-eyed look he gave you. “Say that again, doll?” His voice dropped, but you held your ground. “Get up and take off your shirt, you’re staining my couch,” you commanded, looking up at him and raising your brows. Awkwardly, he stood. “Look, you ain’t exactly my type of woman, sweetheart,” he lied, looking over you, all dressed up with nowhere to go. He wondered what you wore beneath the silky satin of your bathrobe and would be sorely disappointed by the sensible cotton briefs and bralette you actually wore.  “What does that have to do with the fact that you’re bleeding?” you asked, throwing the towel over the couch and tucking it in place. You turned to face the stranger and reached for his shirt. You paused, only now noticing the supple straps of his gun harness around his shoulders. You shrugged, undoing the buckle that spanned across his broad chest.

“What’s your name?” he asked, staring down at you as you calmly began to unbutton his shirt. He hissed when you pulled the sticky fabric away from his torso. “D’ya want my real name or my alias?” you answered, standing on tiptoe to shuck his harness off his shoulders along with his shirt. You dumped the fabric onto the floor in a carmine colour heap and took his harness to hang it over a chair. You quickly slipped the gun from its holster and, with the gangster looking on in shock, unloaded the bullet magnum and switched the gun back onto safety with practised ease. “Both,” he breathed, quietly watching as you moved around him. You acted calm, but he could see the slight tremor in your hands as you grabbed a dish of warm water from your bathroom with a handful of rags. You gave your name, your surname ringing distant bells in the stranger’s memory. “But they call me Princess around here,” you wet a rag and with a gentle hand on his shoulder, willed the stranger to sit on your now-protected couch.

The stranger looked you over, suddenly entranced as you knelt between his knees. There, bathed in the lilac glow of the LED lights above your bed, you truly looked like royalty. He studied the planes of your face. You seemed to glow; hair neatly pulled back from your face as you looked over his body. “You not gonna ask who I am?” he suddenly asked. You shook your head, “It’s safer if I don’t know who you are, right?” you replied. He smiled. Clever girl. “I’m Hanma Shuji, from Toman,” he waited for your response. You paused, briefly, just enough for him to notice.  “The Reaper?” you clarified, and he nodded, “That’s me.” He waited for the awe, for the coos and wide-eyed stare, for the hand to make its way to the front of his pants. But instead, you just plopped a wet cloth on his skin. “Then how’d you get so beat up? Aren’t you meant to be good?” He leaned forward, into your space,

 “But I am good, doll,” he whispered, his honey sweet voice dropping dark and trickling in treacle streaks over your skin. You suppressed a shiver. “Ten fuckers tried to jump me on the way over, can you believe?” he smiled, and you could see the glimmer of his teeth in the low light. You unconsciously smiled back, close-mouthed but still softly grinning at the man. “Lemme guess, they got a surprise?” “If you call a fuckin’ fist to the face a surprise, doll.” “Well, it would be if you were expecting your target to come quietly,” you shrugged.  “You saying they expected me to come quietly? Me?” He giggled at you, “they must be crazy then.” “Not nearly as crazy as you,” you commented, dipping some cotton in alcohol and dabbing it on the gash between his ribs, the red spilling over the spidery script of his tattoos. He hissed in surprise. “I’m not as crazy as you are though, you should be scared of me, sweetheart,” he cooed, leaning forward to cup your jaw. He forced you to look at him, honeyed gold greeting the unwavering steel of your gaze. He smiled widely, loving the way your pupils dilated at the crazed look in his eyes.  “I never claimed to be sane, Mr Hanma,” you retorted, a sly grin sliding across your face at the glimmer in his eyes. He was beautiful. Beautiful, and dangerous. He let your face go and you got back to dabbing at his wounds with the blood-soaked rags.

“I’m gonna have to sew this fucker up,” you tapped at the deep scratch across his pectoral. He looked down in confusion, giving you a puppy-like pout. “Is it that bad?” You prodded at the wound,  “Yeah,” you ignored his groan of pain, “looks like someone brought a knife to your gunfight, Mr Hanma,” you commented. You got up and made your way over to your shelves. You retrieved the bottle of amber ambrosia and a glass. You opened the bottle for the first time, a naïve purchase you’d made on the off chance that your keeper ever came to give you a visit. You poured a generous two fingers of the whisky and handed it to Hanma. He gulped down half the liquid. “Twasn’t a gunfight, doll. Just a good fucking fight,” he grinned, you looked at him from the side, remembering how cold the barrel of the gun had been in your hands. Seems like he was telling the truth. “What happened to the men who attacked you?” you asked, threading a needle with surgical precision and steadying yourself against his arm before beginning the procedure.

 At this point you were half in his lap, half-clambered up onto the couch, your one leg slung over his spreadeagled thigh and your full bodyweight pressed down on his chest to keep your hands static as they looped the thread through his skin. Hanma clenched his teeth, his one hand coming up behind your back to grip at the sash of your gown. His hand was huge, his palm warm and broad over the small of your back. Your breath tickled his neck, your skin so achingly close to his exposed chest. He wondered what you would feel like, what noises you would make if he closed the distance between you if you would let him take advantage of you. But you paid him no mind, biting on your lip in concentration as you began to suture up the wound.

“Why, doll? Scared I’ll get jumped the minute I leave?” He cooed, trying to get a reaction from you. You raised your brows at him. “No.” You fibbed, instead wiping away the trickle of blood spilling from the stitches, “I’m worried they might come for the girls if they know you came here,”  “Oh,” the pout was almost palpable, almost. But he looked over your head taking in the open files lying around on your bed. “I thought Koko was meant to manage this place, don’t tell me he’s leaving this shit to his girls.”  “I’m not one of his girls,” you said simply, “so you can rest assured, Mr Hanma, Mr Kokonoi just his hands full,” full of money and gifts for the girls you grinned to yourself, wondering how much they had managed to scam out of the man this month. “You’re not one of his girls?” Hanma raised a brow at you. You were a whore, he was sure. From the room on the top floor of the brothel to the sweet scent of sex you exuded as you sat on his lap, you were a whore. A royal whore, but a whore, nonetheless. You shook your head. “I’m ‘kept’,” you explained, tying off the end of the wound and dabbing at the seam with more alcohol. “Ah, well then, sweetheart, who’s your keeper?” Maybe he could convince them to let him have a turn with you, that or threaten them into handing you over. You shifted off his lap, leaving him suddenly cold and slightly anxious. You scrounged in the box full of bandages and medicine.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” you shot back, the name of your keeper burning bile in your throat. You swallowed down the venom you wished to spit out. If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be in this situation, If it weren’t for him, you’d be happy playing house at home with your little sister, looking after your father as he lived out the last of his glory days. Instead, you were here, putting a stranger back together in your room in a brothel. You returned with a set of butterfly bandages, settling yourself over his thigh once more. You tapped Hanma’s cheek, getting him to tilt his head towards you. You got to cleaning the gash just below his eye. Up close, he was honey gold, gazing at you through half-lidded eyes, his hair swept up and back out of the way of your work. His hair looked soft despite the dye job, falling in a tumble of curls over the rim of his glasses, which you neatly removed and tucked into his open palm. 

“But I do want to know, sugar,” Hanma hummed, “I wanna know who’s leaving such a tasty treat like you all alone on a Friday night,” he reached up to curl your hair back behind your ear, twitching as you dabbed a bit too hard at his wound. You raised an eyebrow at him, “I thought I wasn’t your type?”  “I lied, sweetheart. It’s what I do,” he grinned, his hand finding itself softly gripping at your hip, Sin spanned over the silk of your nightgown as if he owned you. “Clearly,” you sniffed, “stay still,” you laid butterfly bandages across the gash, carefully bringing the edges of the wound together before laying down the sticky material. “Yes, ma’am,” he smiled, causing the wound to split open and you pinched his cheek. “I said, ‘stay still’,” you grumbled, readjusting the bandages once more.  “Yes, yes,” he waved you off, his fingers digging deeper into the soft flesh of your hip, and he hissed through clenched teeth as you wiped the area clean with alcohol.

 “Since when does a whore know first aid?” he rumbled, his hand keeping you still on his lap. You began cleaning up his other wounds.  “Since she grew up putting idiot gangsters like you back together,” you retorted. “Ouch, doll, not all of us are idiots,” he sidled, his thumb now rubbing soft circles into the satin silk of the robe. You resisted the urge to melt under his touch, to melt into him, despite it being so long since anyone had touched you, let alone held you. This man was deadly, you reminded yourself. He was a snake with flowers blooming from its mouth, each thorn dripping venom despite the beauty. You knew the danger those fangs posed, and you be damned if you would willingly submit yourself to his bite.  “Only idiots get this fucked,” you poked at the scratch you’d stitched back together, giving him a cheeky smile when he winced. “You should see the other guys,” Hanma bragged, “they’re not fuckin’ sitting around with pretty girls on their laps, that’s for sure,” he beamed at you, the sharp edge of his canines glinting in the lilac light spilling over the pair of you. You frowned, “And you won’t be either if you carry on with that,” you gestured to his roaming hands, immediately causing him to stop, his fingertips brushing over the top of your thighs, barely skimming beneath your robe to touch the soft skin below. He craved to grab you then, to take you, fuck whoever it was that ‘kept’ you. They clearly weren’t doing a good job, considering how neat and plain your room looked. Not a single jewel glittering in the trinket tray at your mirror, not a single scrap of silk lined the bed, leaving swathes of plain cotton to Hanma’s wandering stare.

“Fucker doesn’t ‘keep’ you very well, does he?” he commented, immediately feeling you freeze above him. You gulped. “He ‘keeps’ me alive, Mr Hanma, I think I should be grateful at least for that,” you mumbled, thinking back to the day you arrived here, the cold barrel of a gun prodding harshly at your back. You remember the scorn in your keeper’s voice, the way he kicked you to the floor in front of the new building that was to be your home. He was sickened by you, apparently, as if you’d asked to be sold off to him as his mistress in the first place. You scoffed to yourself. “I’m lucky enough to have been forgotten, Mr Hanma,” you pried yourself loose from his huge hands, sliding backwards and finding your feet. You stood holding out your hand to help him up “and I’d prefer to remain ‘forgotten’, do you understand?”

He towered above you, tall and foreboding, the shadow he cast onto you long and lean. He wrapped a single hand around your throat, Punishment loosely holding your jaw up to look into his golden eyes. Slowly, carefully, Hanma leaned down, placing a feather-light kiss upon your cheek. You flinched, unused to the ticklish sensation of his skin against yours. “But, doll, how the hell could I ever forget you?”

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DIH | When sleeplessness never comes

Bonten x Reader || 800 words

A/N: For you qx anon 🤧💕 (I hope u fell asleep tho)

Sleep never came for you, so you decided to make a short trip to the kitchen when suddenly, before your feet could touch the floor, your eyes saw two colored heads peeking at the border of your bed.

“Is there any reason why you two are here?” You asked; seeing the two men sitting at the foot of your bed was strange. The half circles of pink and purple jumped at your voice.

“Ran is on a job, and-” Rindou fastly spoke, but he was interrupted by a second voice

“And we were too lazy to go back home,” Sanzu added, but you suspected it was a lie.

“My question was, why are you two sitting on the floor, specifically,” you chuckled at their sad expressions changing as realization hit them.

“We didn't want to disturb...” began the pink-haired man.

“...your sleep,” finished Rindou.

“Liars, besides, I was not sleeping,” you countered. “You knew that.”

“No...” began the pinknette. Sanzu stood up, dusting his pants as his blue eyes connected with you. “I mean, maybe...” a smirk grew in between his scarred cheeks.

Rindou wasn't far behind, stretching like a cat from being in the same sitting position for a while. In all honesty, both knew you were awake for a while now. But none wanted to intrude in your space, dumb; they know that, but it's not that simple. Sometimes it was just about being around you, not necessarily holding you or touching you. There was a certain calmness you brought them, and that's what they needed.

It was not the first time any of them would be around you without you noticing them. It gave them peace of mind, the chaos and turmoils inside them would cease. They basked in your presence.

“The both of you, come here,” you patted the empty spaced on your bed, “I guess you can stay until K-” You could not finish the sentence since two big bodies collided with you, sending you flying flat on the mattress. “I can’t breath,” you barely let out.

“Sanzu, your arm is crushing her,” said Rindou.

“I’m not the one who has a leg wrapped around her,” said the pinknette.

As they both bickered, you were lying down, looking at the ceiling and wondering if you could have worded that sentence better.

“No, because you're hogging her chest,” Rindou kept complaining.

“And what do you want me to do?” Sanzu buried his head on your neck, trying to ignore Rindou.

“Give me the right tit, at least,” The younger Haitani tried to yank Sanzu’s arm, but his fingers gripped something more.

“Rindou! That's my nipple!!” You shrieked. A panicked Rindou began to apologize and rub your chest. Such action only earned him a slap on the forehead from you, and Sanzu snickered like a hyena at your other side.

“What the hell is going on here!?!” the lights flickered on as Kokonoi stormed in, “What are you two doing here? Tonight’s my turn!” the long-haired man proceeded to pull the out of the bed. “Get out! Out!!”Sanzu continued to laugh on the floor as if Kokonoi hadn't just dropped him without remorse nor concern for their heads. Rindou, on the other hand, still spilled apology after apology, with red cheeks on.

“Koko! Don’t be mean! And—And Sanzu, stop laughing like that! You’re gonna choke!!” you shouted at the mess your once calm night was.

“Let him choke!” exclaimed Kokonoi.

“Koko, no,” you gave him a stern look.

-

“Why? Just why you two always drag me to whatever shit you do?” Kokonoi had his eyes closed—head resting on your sternum while you stroked his long locks.

“Stop complaining; at least you have like eighty percent of her body,” said Rindou, who was hugging your elbow as his feet dangled from the bed.

“I have the head, and I'm not weeping like you,” Sanzu’s cheek rested on the crown of your head.

“Can you all stop talking about my body in parts?” you mumbled tiredly. “And you’ve been arguing for hours! It's morning already!”

The three men surrounding you eyed the windows, and yes, you were correct. The sun was already up in the sky.

“Rindou, this is your fault,” Sansu said.

“Agreed,” Kokonoi pushed the younger haitani off the bed once again.

“that's what you get for pinching my nipple,” you said as you closed your eyes and hugged Koko’s head as a pillow.

“I said I was sorry!”

“Y/N! I can't breathe!” muffled cries came from Koko, “you know what, that's fine.”

“A good way of dying,” murmured Sanzu, “Mikey would envy you.”

“Shut up!” you groaned, and three voices apologized instantly. Once from the floor, one from your chest and one from the top of your head.

[thelesbianlegacy-swtor]

OC list of the MMO LESBIAN

SarapAlexandria Duvel <3 Vette

Sith Warrior

Human, brown short hair, 1,78, D cups, she likes dressin on armor that is bulkier than a tank or in a tank top and leggings. Dark eyes and light skin

Lesbian. LOVES toys in bed

Headcannons

Has a personal Dreagnough that she uses as a colliseum. She has taken into training new sith in combat. More than her apprentices they are more of gladiators for her to fight.

Kinda crazy. Likes to bounce around and do Tons of damage. She is feroucios about defending the Empire and believes that the republic is doomed. Has archived the impossible more than a dozen times so no plan is to crazy or stupid for her. Gratefully, her wife knows what is too stupid or too crazy and so she fixes those plans so her big sith girl can go fight monsters and other people.

Married Vette. Only she can make her laught so much that she forgets she is angry. The tiny girl is so adorable and so cute and jsut so horny for Alexandria that the two of them spend 3 months on a horny induced honeymoon. Even now after the war with zakuul they keep having more honeymoons whenever they get the chance.

She wasnt all that hurt by Quinns betratal. Like, hey man fatman told you to kill me so no biggie- But from now on you are my bitch and i will bully you over all this k?

Jaesa kinda bugs her. She is Dark side but not SO crazy but still she is kinda...tiny. Alexandria likes to challenge her to crazy stuff and she always gets on trouble with her, but Jaesa is so young and sometimes weak that 

Pierce is her best freind. A total madman when it comes to battle, a blootthirsty man that will not doubt in choosing violence but also super trusthworthy and she knows he will stop her from getting killed in stupid ways

For her Broonmark is her fluffy monster! Just point release and watch blood by spilled. She makes him shower after every bottle and use proucts on his hair cause she likes how soft he gets.

She remains a free agent causing chaos everywhere. She is not quick to kill always tho. If she got a good fight with someone she will usually let them live so they can fight again.

She is the most sexually proactive girl around. She will get every pair of cute or hot tiddies on a bed along side Vette. She is a bit dom and doesnt like playing sub, but she will play passive.

Master of Shien and Juyo, she likes to go crazy with a lightsaber and destroying the place but doesnt really like dual wielding

Seraphine <3 Temple

Sith Agent. New code name: Specter

Cyborg, mostly internal components on her eye, brain and bones. 1,96M, Long hair, usually red but she likes dying it. C cups, She wishses to get more tits but she has to be stealthy. She likes using loose clothes with lots of cleavege. She isnt a fan of bras.

Lesbian Switch. Likes bondage and public stuff. She can and will play any part on roleplay. From the scared virgin to the cruel dominatrix

Headcannons

A master of hidding on plain sight. Seraphine is the kind of woman who blends everywhere. She likes attention from the spotlight just to let it go 5 minutes later. She has the talent of being so likeable that any girl that gets close to her on bed, never gets mad with her for leaving or just going for another girl. She also has a perfect memory and will remember how you like to be touch, how much you moan or what kind of cnadies you like when you are on your days. She is as soft as she is Ruthless. She has never regret killing anyone for more than an hour. Unless she kils someone she has slept with she will pull the triger no matter what. This includes civilians, wounded and allies. After Chapter 3 she left the identity of Cypher 9 and became a shadow agent for the Empire. Her new code name: Specter. 

After the War with Zakuul she was left on charge ofthe Alliance by Darth Nox. Both the Ex Imperial Wrath and the Supreme Huntress stayed behind with her. 

She doesnt like Kaliyo. No. She is no fun. She likes to hurt and doesnt look after girls. She was particulary angry at her at the start because she would try to get on the way of her time with other girls. So Seraphine got Kaliyo a cute chasity belt and allowed her to focus on chaos outside the bedroom. That way they both can get what they want. Chaos and attention.

Vector is her special little guy. Confident. Trusthworthy. But really fun to mess up with. Seraphine tells him to do weird stuff just to get a laught at weird situation. She also helps him send money for Killik Joiners. She likes that he is simple

Lokin is a weird guy for Seraphine.He could do a lot of stuff with the ragkghoul virus but she likes that he is quiet and calm. She likes trying tea with him

Ensign Temple is the only girl that has kept Seraphine attention span for more than 1 night. She likes her a lot because she cant read her as well as other people and so she makes her angry just to learn more about her. She forgot how it felt to get to know someone through time and so she likes to keep her around. She also likes Temple is super organized and loyal

Seraphine can never choose fast between either a big rifle or a tiny blade under her dress. She likes how chaos erupts after a person gets shots down but she also likes to be close when her target takes their last breath

FUCK SCORPIO UwU

Arthemys Delos <3 Mako

Huntress

Built like a tank, She likes lifting Mako to train her big guns. She is a cyborg with lots of internal components and a cybernetic leg (left) She isnt the tallest girl, she is 169 (nice) but she has the biggest tiddies. She carries two E cups that she loves to put on Mako’s face. She has black short hair

Lesbian 

Total top but wont say no to being topped every know and then

Headcannons

Money,gambling, explosions and pretty girls, Arthemis cares for little more than that. As long as she can fire guns, gamble money and have a bed with a pretty girl on it she will do an job. She loves hunting animals and will almost never reject a bounty. What she wont do, is just say yes to any quest or mission. She can get money as easy as she can waste it and so throwin credits at her doesnt work. Only if the work isnt something she dislikes or too easy or boring she will do it. She has a few internal implants after playing with grenades when she was young.

Mako is hers. Hers alone. She wont let her go beyon her sight and will actually get restless for being away from her too long. Arthemis is possesive which Mako kinda likes.

The two of them likes being on top of eachother as much as possible but a extra pair of hands or tiddies make them both pretty happy. Most of the time, is actually Mako who gets the girl.

Gault is jsut too fun not to keep around. Arthemis wouldnt call him his best friend becuase she suspects the guys can be bought but he is fun either way. She like getting a lot of money with him and then wasting it all or just not taking the pay,just to mess up with him.

Torian is fun. Sometimes. He is a mandalorian and she likes fighting strong people. But Torian is a bit more serious that she would like. She doesnt like people dying because then she cant fight them again and so she doesnt like some decisions of the mandalorian. But at the end of the day the trust that the two share is one of a brotherhood.

Blizz. God Damm Blizz. When Arthemis got Mako on her bed and then into her family she thought she coulnt be happier. She was wrong. The little jawa makes everything better. As chaotic as her and even weirder than Gault, Arthemis just cant stop keeping the jawa around

YOU READ MY COMMENT ABOUT SCORPIO? WELL THAT X2

Selendis likes using two big guns to shot down her enemies. She doesnt really enjoy going around in huge armor so she keeps herself kinda light. But her armor is still a bit big. Why you ask? Cause she loves the feeling of having not only a flamethrower but also grenades, missiles, hooks and electric weapons all stuffed in her body. 

Selendis <3 Lana and Senya

Sith Inquisitor

Sith girl with piercing orange eus and long amazing black hair. She is 182 and as sith that focus on range combat, she took the luxury of enhancing her breasts to a nice DD cups. She doesnt like jewelry but she has a few tattoos. 

Sorcerer

Lesbian. The one to dom them all.

No amount of girls is too much when it comes to Selendys

A proud, stylish and master manipulator Selendis believes that the empire can be improved but even in its current state is better than the republic. She is patient and ruthless and wont stop until the galaxy is back on order. She left the alliance and took overthe sith empire after letting Acina step down. Seriously, no killing her just “Try and stop me from getting the throne”

Khem Val is her personal monster. A warrior of another time which she swears wont ever be forgotten. She has taken into redacting whatever information the dashade gives her. She has task him ith protecting everyone she deems worthy of her interest

Andronikos is a fun and interesting man. He is a pirate with experience and a code. Hard things to find. Selendis enjoys him being slipery and smartass. She also enjoys the acces to the underworld the man provides. Over all she likes that the betrayed man has once more put his trust on someone. She wont abuse it but she prides herself of it

Ashara. The little puppy. She has learn about the dark side and the sith and yet she keeps herself on a reaching point from the jedi order. Still she has a point of view that is useful and welcome. She has teached her everything useful that she could learnt.

Talos. Oh Talos. A men of science and interest. Selendis has swear to protect the smart man just so he can see for once history being made instead of being discovered. Most of the time she has free, she will spent researching stuff with Talos and discussing history

Xalek. Selendis attack dog. A simple desire of the young Kaleesh allowed Selendis to craft a magnificent Student. Xalek belived that she was a god. And so Selendis tasked Xalek to forget about being a kaleesh god, and instead become a sith god. Strength, power, and victory.

Lana Beniko. From the first time Selendis met Lana she was intrigue. A sith that kept her rage and hate deep withing her, so she could serve the empire better. Selendis wasted no time in seducing the sith and keeping her under her control. But soon Selendis lost control and ended up loving her. Lana became her source of power. She would burn the galaxy for her. She also fancid her cute ass and the way she lost control.

Senya Tirall. Selendis doesnt do well with betrayal. And so after defeating Arcann, she was left quite angry when Senya saved him. So, after the war with Zakuul, Selendis threw Senya into a prison and slowly made her crumble. Telling her that both Arcann and Vaylin were death, Offering herself as the only ally, and then leaving her alone. Selendis broke Senya and put her back together in a way that she would enjoy. Despite being more of a pet than a lover, Selendis does love her in her wn special way, and wont let her be hurt.

REPUBLIC OCS

Cassandra (Cassie) Jedi Knight <3 kIRA She tiny! She is 165, amber eyes,C cups she likes to hide on a sport bra and to fight, she has a few scars over her back and shoulder (horny origin) She specialies on Djem So but likes using two lightsbaers instead of one Lesbian Total Bottom girl. Tsundere (will be all agressive but you pet her once and she will melt on your arms)

T7-01 The crimemaster, Teseven will always be there to push Cassie towards any female individual just so Cassie can stop winning about not having a girlfriend. Each time it works, but Cassie ends up lossing the contact or getting pulled out from plannet by the council

Kira. Or like Cassie likes to call her, babe! Cassie was sweap of her feat by how chaotic her padawan was an how incredible persistent she was on taking baths together, giving eachother massages and just being close. Cassie lasted 2.6 seconds the first time she gave her a kiss and fron that day on, she is either fighting or on her girlfriend’s arms. Kira likes to tease Cassie and on nights she makes sure to give her all of her love

Doc. The best partner. Doc is always there for Cassie, wherever she is doing good or bad. Or doing ilegal or legal stuff. He knows Cassie will jump towards danger and he will be there to help her make the galaxy a better place Rusk. There are few things that Rusk hates more than the empire and one of them is how Cassie jumps on top of his back because she is to tiny to get food by herself. Even then, he will die for his little sister becuase he knows she will defeat the empire some day

Scourge. The big old sith might have forgotten what means love, pain or feelings, but he respects Cassie. He knows that despite her size the little jedi is more than capable of busting whatever walls appear on her way, even if it means tapping on the dark side. 

Bella Jedi consular <3 NADIA

She is a curvy girl. D cps on a tallish girl, 178, with a dump track ass. She is thick and she is SHY about it. She likes baggy clothes so her body doesnt show too much. She feels that healing people with her skills is the best call for her but she also agrees that sometimes throwin a massive bould to minnies is good

Qyzen.  Qyzen and Bella are good frends. Mostly, because Qyzen will gladly shoot anyone who calls Bella on her fat ass, and Bella will drop a boulder on anyone who calls him green skin or lizard. The two of them are the type of people who fixate on stuff and they enjoy their hobbies

Tharan. To be honest. Bella didnt think it thorugh when she got Tharan to come with. She was doing it mosly out of pity and because she needed some help. But mostly she just liked Holiday and would be more interested on keeping her rather than him. 

Zenith. Oh dear Zenith. Bella enjoys Zenith attiude. There is little more than that. She isnt as extremist as he is, but she knows that he will do everything on his power to defeat the empire and protect the inocent

Iresso. Oh Ireso is fun. Bella likes to bully him in little wyas. Sometimes she will just pick something ilegal to do to get on his nerves. Thats alls. Well he is all good and good for fights but Bella likes how correct he is and that she can make him mad

Nadia: Her love. Her mistress. Her everything. Everyone has thirsted for her body, and so Bella usually isnt ready to believe most words of love and affection, but Nadia persisted for months, being almost addicted to her body. And so one day Bella let her padawan into her bedroom and cried over her love. Nadia is the type of girl who will devote her heart and soul to her love. She CANT keep her hands off Bella’s body tho, which makes it hard for her to keep clean underwear around

NEW OCS FROM THE NOT PC OCS GAME. 

PRESENTING. THE ARTIST

Sarah Novadust

The lead singer and dancer of the Imperial Idol group “Royal Novas” 

A tallish girl (175cm) a bit petite looking but upclose you notice she has a good pair of thighs and some nice ass. She has GOLDEN hair. Not blonde. Golden. She keeps it on a long ponytail that reaches all the way back to her ass. She is a human girl of 22 years old with Purple eyes due to some alien grandparents

She leads the Royal Nova an Idol Group originated on the Empire. The group is formed by her, 3 back up singers, 5 back up dancers, 2 guitars, piano, drums, violin, and 1 trumpet. The 15 girls are all REAL close to Sarah.. More on that later

Sarah was born on Sarapin. She worked on being an artist since she was young, but when she was around 15 she was blacklisted from most musical firms on the republic over a incident with a manager that wanted to taste her body. Sarah left to spent some times with friends back on Balmorra when the empire attacked. FOr a couple of years she layed low working on some cantinas singing to earn a living. It was there when some sith lady saw her and brought her to Kaas City. Sarah would keep singing for more and more excentic public until she had the favour of enough people that she could stay safe and solo. Then after saving up for some time, she went and convinved a few sith lords and sith officers to put some credits on for a full on idol group. She invited friends and scouted for talent all over the galaxy

As an artist, Sarah likes mixing her young excitement with imperial overconfidense. She knows that playing it safe wont work and so she makes every song and perfomance into a way to improve herself more and more. With a big group of girls to help her she has managed to perform or even Dark council members and Senators from the republic. 

As a young woman, Sarah attracts a lot of people. She isnt the most strong willed person, nor she is particulary aggresive. That is excaclty the reason why each and every member of the Royal Novas is madly in love with her. Each girl looks over their leader as a little kitten to be protected. Of course, Sarah doesnt mind the attention and as long everyone plays nice, she will open her heart to the entire group. With 22 years old, a massive fallowing, more credits that she can count and a polyamourous relationship with 14 girls, Sarah's life is just the best

[medea10]

My Review of Konosuba

(Short for: KonoSuba - God's Blessing on This Wonderful World)

How did I get into this anime? As you all know, I’m being an absolute lazy-ass when it comes to Isekai animes and have only gotten into the recent hits as of 2019. I already finished the suffer edition and the struggle edition. Let’s check out the light-hearted, wonk-fest! But before that…

Let’s go back to the mid-1990s and rewatch the first episode of Yu Yu Hakusho. We all remember Yusuke Urameshi sacrificing his life in order to save a child about to be hit by a truck followed by being told that the child would have survived regardless if Yusuke interfered or not. So dude just wasted his fucking life for nothing! Let’s amp this trope up to 483 with the way our main lead in Konosuba dies. Kazuma Satou was on his way back home from purchasing a video game when he noticed a girl about to be hit by a car. He pushes her out of the way and yada, yada, yada he’s dead!

He is now in a limbo setting, standing before a goddess named Aqua who tells Kazuma that his death was absolutely meaningless. Not only would the girl have survived, it wasn’t even a car, it was a slow-moving tractor. And Kazuma didn’t get hit by the tractor, he suffered a heart attack due to shock, followed by pissing his pants, followed by doctors, family, and relations laughing at Kazuma’s humiliating experience. And then he dies!

Aqua tells Kazuma that he has two options. He can either go to Heaven or be transported to a fantasy world (much like a game) and try to defeat a demon king. Choosing the fantasy world, Kazuma is given the opportunity to take an item with him on his travels. Now at this point, Kazuma has been annoyed by this goddess’s attitude towards him and decides to be a dick. So Kazuma chooses Aqua to be with him on his journey. Sucks for Kazuma however, because Aqua is useless! And unlike the video games Kazuma’s used to, he and Aqua must do manual labor and pay off expenses in the first town. So they might be there for a while.

Kazuma ends up with two more members in his crew including a witch named Megumin that uses explosive magic and a masochistic crusader named Lalatina Dustiness Ford (or Darkness for short). But don’t get too excited! Megumin’s magic can only be used once a day, wiping away her energy. And while Darkness has a mean sword, she misses every time with it. So yeah, this is a rag-tag team of useless dopes. Let’s watch the wacky misadventures of Kazuma, Aqua, Megumin, and Darkness as they go on missions, drink until they puke, explode castles, and steal underwear.

Yes, Kazuma occasionally does this.

BETWEEN THE SUB AND THE DUB: Crunchyroll has been able to bless the masses with an English dub. Can’t let FUNimation have all the Isekai hits. So far it’s been alright and I’m hearing more Erica Mendez and Cristina Vee. All good things here! Plus it gives me a chance to hear the voices of Kazuma, whom up to this point I have minimal time listening to either person who plays him. And annoying as Aqua may be, Faye Mata does a really good job with that range Sora Amamiya set in the original. Here’s what you might recognize these folks from.

JAPANESE CAST: *Kazuma is played by Jun Fukushima (known for Naruko on Yowamushi Pedal and Makoto on Fruits Basket 2019)

*Aqua is played by Sora Amamiya (known for Touka on Tokyo Ghoul, Chizuru on Rent A Girlfriend, Miia on Monster Musume, Yachiyo on Magia Record, Akame on Akame ga Kill, and Elizabeth on Seven Deadly Sins)

*Megumin is played by Rie Takahashi (known for Emilia on Re:Zero)

*Darkness is played by Ai Kayano (known for Alice on SAO: Alicization, Menma on Anohana, Nana on Golden Time, Ryouko on Food Wars, Itsuwa on Index, Yukika on My Love Story, and Mayaka on Hyouka)

ENGLISH CAST: *Kazuma is played by Arnie Pantoja (known for Watchdog-Man on One Punch Man and Kanbarry on Re:Zero)

*Aqua is played by Faye Mata (known for Rin on Love Live, Aluminum Siren on Sailor Moon Stars, Yukako on Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Pt. 4, Frederica on Re:Zero, and a bitch on Shield Hero)

*Megumin is played by Erica Mendez (known for Ryuko on Kill la Kill, Haruka/Sailor Uranus on Sailor Moon S [redub], Raphtalia on Shield Hero, Retsuko on Aggretsuko, Nico on Love Live, and Emma on The Promised Neverland)

*Darkness is played by Cristina Vee (known for Homura on Madoka Magica, Rei/Sailor Mars on Sailor Moon, Mio on K-ON, Sakura on Fate/Stay Night UBW, Kotori on Love Live, and Kanaria on Rozen Maiden: Traumend)

FAVORITE CHARACTER: Darkness is best girl, don’t at me!

SHIPPING (sorta): Can we just all agree that Darkness is just a sober version of Cheryl from Archer?

Whoever ends up with her will end up choking her either because she tells you to or she annoys you with her masochistic nature! I seriously do not know how you want me to turn this shipping discussion into anything other than a comment about a bitch getting choked.

ENDING TO SEASON ONE: Kazuma has been able to get a little good luck in his other world as he was finally able to move out of the stables and into a house with the rest of his crew. Although, it didn’t come easy! Then again, what has in this series? In the final episode of the first season, all of the adventures of the town were called to take on a scary foe. Up to this point, we’ve seen these guys take out mutant cabbages and an idiot dullahan. Today we’ve got…

A giant, mechanical spider!

Why do the stupidest stories always rely on a giant, mechanical spider? Kazuma and the rest were able to stop the spider from moving. However, this monstrosity is set to explode and the impact could take out the entire town. Darkness wants to repay the town for all it has done for her and her family. The adventurer men want to repay the town because of all the succubus taverns they love. And Kazuma just wants to continue his journey so he can take out the demon king. Now, because Megumin already used her explosion magic for the day, she’s down for the count. But she was able to do it a second time thanks to Kazuma transferring some magic from Aqua through his spell and with a little help from Wiz. The day is saved, Kazuma and his crew got a hefty reward, and then Kazuma is immediately charged with treason for sending the evidence to a higher up and it exploded.

Believe it or not, but a lot of these quests end with a giant middle finger to them. Almost like Curb Your Enthusiasm!

EPISODE 11: The special episode that followed came with some more misfortune for Kazuma. A trip to Wiz’s shop ends with a choker around Kazuma’s neck that’s going to strangle him in three days if his wish doesn’t come true. So to figure out what Kazuma’s wish is, Kazuma has all of these girls fulfill his greatest desires in the hopes of one of these humiliating tasks will release Kazuma from the choker.

As you can guess, because this is an OVA, it will be filled to the brim with degeneracy compared to the television series. Fuck yeah it was! Kazuma used this opportunity to use Wiz’s tits as comfy pillows, have Megumin play “Strip Rock/Paper/Scissors” with Yunyun, have Aqua fetch him food, and watch Darkness jiggle her breasts. Even when he thought he was at death’s door, he uses this special time to tell each girl with him at this dramatic moment that they are nothing more than tits and ass. All except for Aqua! No love for her. Not even a pity erection! So when the spell on the choker was released due to a simple wish, Kazuma was then killed by Aqua and quite possibly everyone else and Kazuma was sent back to the goddess chamber as he learned a powerful lesson.

Don’t ever do that again!

Damn…Kazuma died 3 times so far in 11 episodes. Subaru got you beat by a country mile. He’s probably looking at you like, “You damn, lucky dumbass. I got frozen, shanked, stabbed, sliced, maced, and eaten by bunnies”.

SEASON TWO: As I mentioned at the end of season one, Kazuma is charged with treason and usually that comes with a death sentence. Unfortunately for Kazuma, his unintentional crime was against this big, fat, smelly noble who has many higher-ups wrapped around his finger. The townspeople can’t really help him out otherwise they’d risk being charged as well. And you have a prosecutor wanting Kazuma’s head on a pike not only for the major charge, but for being a pervert. The writing is on the wall, Kazuma is screwed. However, thanks to Darkness (and her family lineage) she was able to take one for the team by saving Kazuma (for now) and have that big, fat, smelly noble do God knows what to her. Also, the kingdom repossessed a lot of things from Kazuma’s crew.

So they’re worse than “square one” at this point. They’re at “square -57” with how much debt they’ve all accumulated.

ENDING TO SEASON TWO: Things are starting to look up for Kazuma and his crew. They were able to abolish their debt, got the treason charges lifted, and they were able to gain back some respect around the village. So what better way to celebrate then to go on a bit of vacation. The gang decided to head off to another town for some rest and relaxation. Unfortunately, the town they spent their time off at is full of religious wackos. And what I mean by religious wackos, I mean WORSE than Jehova Witnesses, Evangelical Christians, and the Heaven’s Gate cult all rolled into one.

…Okay, I’m obviously embellishing here. I just really fucking hate all of those ones I just mentioned. This cult is so fucking annoying! At every turn they’re trying to convert Kazuma, Megumin, and Darkness into their fold.

Oh wait, it gets better! This cult worships the goddess Aqua! And of course our favorite idiot Aqua was using this to her advantage. That is until a priest didn’t believe her, starting a chain reaction with the townsidiots all leading up to them chasing Kazuma and crew out with pitchforks and fire. Apparently, Aqua did a big no-no by purifying the hot spring water and now it’s just regular water.

Unfortunately at that same time, a general to the dark lord was in area poisoning all of the water in this town. Yeah, this guy is serious trouble since he’s on a higher level than Wiz (back when she was working under the demon king). But he’s a slime and works with poison. In this world, Kazuma doesn’t stand a chance. Surprisingly, this battle went well (albeit Kazuma dying inside the slime), but we got to see Aqua at her baddest of ass. Now you’d think the town would be grateful to Kazuma and his team for ridding them of a demon king general. Hahaha, never trust religious nutjobs! They still found fault with Aqua purifying their hot springs and they were thrown out.

In the 11th episode (or second side-story), Kazuma thought he was meeting a new fan in town. So he regales her with tales of his expoditions to woo her. Turns out the girl is a new member of the local tavern and one of her jobs is to listen to useless adventurers to boost their morale. And this girl was totally not digging Kazuma. I think this hurt Kazuma more than all the times he’s died in this series.

MOVIE: We head off to the land where Megumin and Yunyun were born and raised. While there was some miscommunication into if the town and their families were in trouble to begin with, trouble sure found Kazuma and the gang once they arrived. Another general of the demon king ends up causing quite a stir in the town. Sylvia was extra hard to take down in this story. Just when you thought she was dead, she returns from death’s door and brings the poison slime from season two and the dullahan from season one to wreck havoc all across the land. Luckily, Kazuma, his crew, Wiz, Yunyun, and the rest of the townspeople were able to put an end to Sylvia and her cohorts.

But man, Kazuma got some really shitty deals in this movie. His trashy and perverted reputation isn’t any better. Megumin’s father wanted to kill him. Megumin’s mother locked Kazuma and Megumin in a room together in hopes of doing the nasty, was messed with by a chimera of two genders, and was killed in a gruesome way that even the angels had to throw up when they saw the state of Kazuma.

On a positive note, Megumin seemed to have grown a little with this adventure as she was even thinking of putting her explosive magic on hold and give a whirl at other options. But she still gave a giant explosion that’s worth 120 points.

Konosuba was amusing. Definitely worth a few chuckles! I know it won’t be for everyone as comedy in anime can often be hit-or-miss. But the combination of characters with many quirks, the animation, the setting, the tasks, and misunderstandings, you’ve got yourself an anime version of Curb Your Enthusiasm. So…yeah, not for everyone, hit-or-miss! But in the big five isekai animes, this one is a little more light compared to some of the others. Overlord can get quite gory. Shield Hero will anger any sane person to a point of madness. And Re:Zero is just a misery blanket! Konosuba is that light-hearted comedy where sometimes the main protagonist dies horrificly in battle, but will return like Kenny from South Park. So if Shield Hero and Re:Zero depress you, maybe you might need a break with the silly, zany antics of Kazuma’s crew in Konosuba.

Results may vary on your views of Aqua.

If you would like to watch Konosuba, the entire series is available on Crunchyroll. That’s the first season, second season, both OVA’s, and the movie in several different languages!

Okay, let’s pick our next Netflix, Crunchyroll, or Amazon exclusive!

Alright! An anime like Black Lagoon if it involved gay boys! Banana Fish time.

[allthefilmsiveseenforfree]

Always Shine

All Chad had to tell me about Always Shine was that it starred Mackenzie Davis, Tabitha from Succession (Caitlin FitzGerald) and that it was kinda gay - as I would expect any thriller about best frenemies to be. SOLD. I cued up Amazon Prime, settled in with a dog on my lap and a song in my heart and pressed play. But I should have known that Chad would sit on a throne of lies, and what I got was NOT what I expected. How so? Well...

Unexpected is not to say bad, just...different. This felt like an excellent first draft of a movie about two friends, one (FitzGerald) much more successful in the cutthroat world of Hollywood than the other (Davis), and how the tension of that power imbalance turns sour on a weekend getaway trip to a remote cabin in the woods. What feels like an inevitable conclusion occurs, and then the movie turns into something else that could have been great, but sort of falls apart at the end. 

Some thoughts:

Oof, this initial audition sequence is so good in the sense that it is making my skin crawl. Beth (FitzGerald) is auditioning for a movie and the men in the room keep calling her sweetheart and honey and telling her how extensive the nudity is going to be in the film. It becomes clear as the movie progresses that Beth’s “success” in the industry is based on her willingness to exploit herself in shitty horror flicks that are just tits and butchered female bodies. She gets roles, but she pays a high price for them, and in case we forget that amidst Anna’s (Davis’s) jealousy, we just have to remember this first scene. 

Really interesting that Anna in her first scene is filmed the same way as Beth doing her audition. And the whole time I was wondering if Anna was acting, but then it turns out she’s not. We’re immediately set up to compare them at every turn, to wonder what is performance and what is not. It’s a clever device, augmented by director Sophia Takal’s claustrophobically tight framing on each woman’s face throughout these long monologues. 

The scene transitions are punctuated with these brief flashes of other scenes and discordant noises, screams. It’s jarring and nerve-jangling and I’m so into whatever this is setting up. See, The Mothman Prophecies, there is a way to do this technique right!

The competition between Beth and Anna does not feel friendly at all; you can feel Anna’s resentment boiling up constantly, and Mackenzie Davis plays it perfectly. She’s working through all this tension in every scene, and there’s so much fury behind her eyes. I’m reminded of the TSwift lyric, “I’ve never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try” - the difference between Beth and Anna is effort. And as we’ve all known since middle school, looking like you’re trying too hard is the least cool thing in the world. 

Also this lipstick Anna keeps putting on is just the right amount of cheap - it’s flaked onto her teeth in tiny bits when we’re first introduced to her, which is such a perfect little character detail. 

Say what you will about the way the plot sort of fizzles in the end, writer Lawrence Michael Levine has an ear for natural, revealing dialogue. Anna and Beth talk to each other the way my best friend and I talk to each other.

This encounter in the bar with this random guy is making me SO uncomfortable. Not only for Beth - I’ve been the friend sitting in silence while my friend flirts with some rando - and for Anna, who is striking out with this guy HARD. And for him to ultimately hit on Anna when Beth goes to the bathroom - ouch. You get the sense it’s always been this way, that things are just handed to Anna because she doesn’t give off the same air of desperation Beth does. Both women play this dynamic perfectly. In terms of character study and fascinating performances, FitzGerald and Davis are acting the hell out of this, and are both a true joy to watch.

Also, I love how complicated the dynamic is, because even though she’s being incredibly intense about it, Beth has a point - Anna is lying at every turn but acting as though she’s completely innocent and helpless in this situation. The resentment isn’t simple jealousy, because Anna is being manipulative here.  

After the climax of this confrontation between the two women, there’s now this turn about 2/3 of the way through the movie where Anna is essentially acting like Beth, playing the role of Beth, and it’s fascinating to watch. The way Davis’s body language changes, the way she changes her voice to make it softer, it’s completely transformative.

A big consequence of this film is that it makes me want to go to Big Sur.

ARGH things were going so well and so interestingly, but I Did Not Love the ending. I actually really enjoyed the slow burn tension of the whole thing, but the ending felt completely anticlimactic and flat, and left a really sour taste in my mouth. Almost like a deus ex machina, it’s just like “welp now it’s over k bye” with no real resolution or catharsis or even a sense that our characters learned or changed by the end. 

Did I Cry? No, this is more tense than it is upsetting.

Final result - not nearly gay enough. There are scenes where Beth is showering in an open plan shower (no curtain or door) while Anna is talking to her in the bathroom, and it STILL didn’t feel that gay. I’ve seen O Magazine covers more homoerotic than these scenes. So obviously, that’s a bummer, but the dynamic between these two characters is thankfully based on resentment, spite, and years of competition, so it’s still interesting. If you can forgive a flat ending and want to simply watch two women act the fuck out of these characters, Always Shine is worth a shot. 

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“Our Girl” Part 4 Hoseok X(Y/N) X Taehyung (Smut )

3.7 K ALL SMUT...Same dynamic as before , as of now they are still just FWB...I have not decided to make this into a poly situation…(yet lol)

WARNINGS- Ass play, double penetration, dirty talk, light cum play, MXFXM , LIGHT , LIGHT Daddy kink.... A lil fluff..but that just comes naturally in my opion if your in an established sexual relationship. Still no direct male on male just them both pleasuring her together like in the other 3 parts!!!

You weren't sure how the hell you managed to sleep through Hoseok and Taehyung sliding into your bed...but somehow you did. The feeling of Hoseok’s palm resting on your hip, is what caused you to stir to begin with, as he readjusted in his sleep. Unintentionally rocking his hips into your ass, knowing him well enough to tell he was geunilly asleep but he was also getting hard as fuck having your bare ass pressed flesh against him.The only barrier between you two was the thin fabric of his boxers, hips nuzzled so deep your lips were almost spreading to lace over his cock.  I guess you really were exhausted after work, it wasn't even initinal that you fell asleep completely naked you just didn't have the energy to get up. More than anything you were surprised the boys didn't wake you up the minute they got to your apartment and found you sprawled out in your bed..maybe they also needed a little catnap. As they did just get off  damn near a 14 hour flight to come see you for a couple days. Hoseok was in the back while you found yourself acting as Tae’s big spoon which you did not mind at all, the smell of there cologne mixed with there natural scent graced your nose..nuzzling it against the smooth skin of Taehyung’s back. The heat was already starting to pool between your thighs so you slowly started grinding your hips back into Hoseok. The grip on your hip tightened before he released his hold, maybe he thought he was dreaming, or that it was done on accident but you were already out of patience. Reaching back to grab a fist full of his dark locks, as you rolled your hips even harder this time. Leaving ZERO room for confusion “Baby..” His voice broke against the side of your neck, sitting darker, and huskier than usual, probably a combination of the flight as well as the back to back the shows they just finished. The feeling of his lashes fluttering against your skin as his tongue eased from his lips to paint along your back, leaving a trail of kisses and goosebumps in its wake. Grinding your hips against him again, needing to feel some sort of stimulation, a slight moan leaving your lips in return as his hand snaked between your thighs. “I missed you…” rolling your neck to the side so your nose brushed against his, a sly smirk moved across his lips at the sound of that. “Fuck..” The word left his tongue in almost a state of disbelief “ Your already so wet baby….” lips ghosing over yours as he spoke, letting his fingers slide up and down your folds, airly moans leaving his throat the more the explored the heat forming between your thighs. Slowly letting each of his fingers trickle up and down your lips, roaming ever niche he could find collecting your juices along the way. Using your own arousal to circle your clit, as your hips started to naturally grind against his palm. Sliding his tongue past your lips with a moan, letting it get reacquainted with yours as he slowly explored your mouth, reclining your neck slightly to give him better access.  Volleying his tongue against yours before pulling back to sink his teeth into your bottom lip, instantly lapping his tongue over your flesh to ease the sting. “Daddy I need you, fuck I need both of you…” All of your words were slurring together against his tongue as you never fully broke away from him, you couldn’t it’s been to long, too fucking long. You could feel him smile into the kiss as he slid two fingers in, curling them upwards, immediately finding that rigid patch of skin, tucked deep within your heat that he knew oh so well.  Effortlessly causing your breath to heighten, as he continuously probed your G-spot pulling back from the kiss so you could actually breathe. The pressure he was causing to form in the pit of your stomach damn near had you feeling like you were gasping for air. Reclining your neck against Tae’s shoulder, giving Hoseok full access to your neck , as the pillowy texture floated along your skin..“Wake up baby boy  and you can get what you want…”

That was all the affirmation you needed as you brought  your hand down to stoke Taehyung's length and he was already hard, rock fucking hard. Tae was a hard sleeper though so you weren't surprised he hadn’t woken up already, from the sound of Hoseok and yourself fooling around. Pulling back to lick your palm before sliding past the waistband of his boxers...the minute you made contact with his cock you both moaned simotatiously. God he felt so thick, clenching on command as you stroked him, almost able to feel him filling you to the brim as you worked him in your hand. You watched his posture relax, neck rolling to the side..eyes still shut,as he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth “Fuckkk” voice sitting deep and groggy as he adjusted his posture again. This time so he was actually facing you with a smirk. Eyes fluttering open slowly, lids still heavy, as he ran his fingers through his hair messily, gaze meeting his elder briefly before locking on you. “Well Hi to you too,..”  Yanking his head down to yours letting his tongue effortlessly have it’s way with you, not even realizing how much you missed him too! Util his lips were pressed against yours, the heat from his palm stoking your bare thigh. His kiss was deeper, slightly messier, but you didn't mind..it let you know how needy he was, as he moaned against your tongue while you continue working his cock in your hand. Twisting your wrist, as you pumped him making sure to tighten your grip as you got closer to the tip knowing that was his sweet spot. While he brought his hand down to meet Hoseok's, the minute he felt the maknae join him they switched letting Taehyung, fuck you open while he worked your clit. It was the effortless communication these two had when it came to pleasing you that always kept you coming back. Both of you found yourselves moaning even harder..your tongues swallowing the sound, before you pulled back licking your other palm, with a smirk “Daddy’s turn” purring out against the side of his jaw, flicking it with your tongue, laying a couple chaste kisses along the sharp edge before sliding your hand down Hoseok's Boxers…”God your un-real..un-fuckin real baby…” The praise rolled off hoseok's lips as his jaw slacked at the feeling of you stroking his cock..effortlessly while also working Taehyung’s in your opposite hand.  Pressing your thumb against his tip, toying with the precum, already starting to drip down his length, swirling it rounding his tip before making your way down his shaft. “Your so fucking wet...I almost forgot how warm you are, shit, your already milking my fingers baby, you sure you handle my cock right now?” The younger teased as his lips left yours, trickling there way down your jaw “Fuck, I don’t- I..” Arching up slightly as your head rolled against the pillow “Hmm? What do you want baby?”  Hoseok brought his head over to yours nudging you with his nose until you looked at him.  Eyes feeling impossibly heavy as the grip you held on their cocks tightened, causing both men to wince, finding yourself starting to  involuntarily clench around Tae’s fingers. As he dropped his head slightly letting his tongue, trail along your areola, sucking your nipple into his mouth. Suctioning his lips around your already overly sensitive bud, instantly picking up on the way you shivered everytime his tongue made contact“How are you tits so fucking perfect?  Mmm, and your so sensitive today..I bet you could come..just like this...just from me playing with your nipples...” Bringing his lips over to lay kisses along your breast ...no area, was left untouched as his tongue painted your skin . “Oh my god , Tae...baby..”  nuzzling your nose in Hoseok's chest. While simultaneously working both of your men in your hands, your hold was getting more aggressive though. You went from teasing to acting as though you were on a mission to make them come in your palms.  “Fuck, your gonna make me come if you keep this up...Daddy’s too sensitive right now baby it’s been too fucking long is this the way you want me to come? Or do you want me to come inside you and fill your pretty little pussy up?” Gently squeezing your clit between his index and middle finger making your entire body shudder as dropped his head to join Taehyung. Lapping his tongue along your other nipple, grazing it with his teeth, before laying quick kitten licks along the tip,sucking your entire areola it into his mouth. Making sure to flick his tongue against your nipple as he sucked, moaning out against your skin, making you feel the humm as it vibrated through your veins.

You felt him nudge at you again until your eyes fluttered down to meet his , as he continued teasing your nipple with his tongue “No, No I want you both to come ...in me….at the same time….” the moment you said that both men froze, heads popping up immediately.  That was rare..usually they took turns..it wasn’t common that they’d both be in you at the same time…... “Hey, hey..look at me..” Hoseok voice came down to a calm whisper as your relaxed your neck along the pillow “You sure? Because-” Brow furrowed wearily at the question, yes this was all about sex, to be honest that’s typically all you three did, but that didn't mean they didn't care. Both men took  pride in the way the looked after your body during and after seek to make it so you could handle them both back to back! Nodding rapidly, cutting him off before he even finish the sentence which made both men chuckle..”Okay, and how do you want it?” Taehyung's lips ghosted against your back as he laid light butterfly kisses against your skin, as you freed your hands from both of your men. Hoseok’s hand also  leaving your clit making you whine but you knew why...you were close..he could tell from how hard your clit was getting. Sucking your juices clean from his fingers, as he locked his eyes with yours. “Answer him princess...we can’t make you feel good if you don’t-” ------”I want..you to fuck me from behind...and I want Tae in the front..” Your voice trembling with excitement as you said that, “And yes, when I say I want you to fuck me from behind I mean it... in the exact way your thinking Hobi…” Brining your voice barely above a whisper as your words brushed against his bottom lip, while your hand came up to caress his extremely chiseled jaw as you watched his eyes flutter shut for a moment  “Fuck” left their mouths in unsions. Both men knowing exactly why you wanted Hoseok in the back. Trusting him to keep his composure a little better than the maknae , “Well shit, I guess we need get our girl nice and ready then huh hyung?” Tae’ smirked over at Hoseok as he reached into your bedside drawer to grab the lube. Typically you guys never needed it but with something like this..you fucking needed it.  They could both feel your body trembling..it wasn't that you were second guessing it you were just nervous. The only other time you guys had done this was after an awards show and you were all drunk as hell.  “You already know, we got you..will take it as slow as you need….” Cradling your jaw in his hand as he laid a somewhat chaste kiss upon your lips..”How about I warm her up for you hyung?” Gesturing to the size of his hand, more importantly the length of his fingers…”I’ll go slow on you baby…promise”  Hoseok’s eyes drifted to yours for a approval and you just smiled over at both of them nodding n response. You trusted both of them honestly if you didn't there's no way in fuck you’d propose this.

You watched Taehyung coat his fingers in lube as he kissed his way down your stomach… spreading your lips apart to even leave a kiss along the tip of your clit, before swirling his tongue around the already sensitive bud, gently sucking it into his mouth making you arch into his tongue “Tae…” You whined as his index and middle finger circled along your ass..just testing the waters not physically sliding in yet..that's when you felt his tongue start to slide even lower.. Circling your entrance slowly until your body started yering for him to do more. “Goddamn her pussys already dripping..I don't even need lube your already getting yourself wet baby….” His eyes marvled up at you as you felt his index finger start to probe at your entrance. While Tae worked you Hoseok sat right besides you..leaving kisses along very surface he could reach to keep you relaxed. Whispering out praises against the side of your neck while you stroked him in your hand. Not wanting to risk him getting soft, the minute Tae had you ready you wanted Hoseok to slide in immediately ”Mmm, you feel how hard I am? Your the only person who can get me like this, you know that right?” Moaning out against the nape of your neck, as he continued painting over your skin, a faint cry leaving your lips in response. The minute he started to sink in your entire body tensed and both men felt it “Breathe baby “ again left their lips in unison it still baffled you how insync they were when it came to you “Oh my god” neck reclining slightly as Hoseok brought his lips to your temple “Your doing so good for Tae baby, so good, I can see how wet your pussy is from up here, your dripping down his fingers. Isn't he doing such a good job taking care of you? And your gonna reward him for it aren't you? Let baby boy come in that tight little pussy of yours…” All you could do was node in response, as your body tensed around the feeling of his finger maneuvering it’s way through you.  But Tae caught it causing him to grunt against your thigh as he finally sunk his finger all the way in. “I can literally feel how warm you are..and I’m even in you yet fuck your perfect baby, so fucking perfect, I can’t wait to fill you up with my come…” Laying light kisses along your inner thigh to give you a moment to adjust “I want that so bad Tae…” You felt him moan against you thigh as he sunk his teeth in making your kneal out a cry, arching your back slightly. “Your gonna get it princess, just gotta get you nice and ready for hyung first....I'm gonna slide another in okay?” Resting his head against your thigh waiting for you to give him the okay before he slid in...and the minute he did that’s when it all felt real. The pressure you felt was so intense you literally couldn't breath for a moment, it felt like someone was pressing on the center of your stomach,the hiccuped breathe caught both men off guard  “ You need a minute baby? You want him to stop? “Hoseok's tone sounding slightly concerned from how tense all your muscles were yet you rapidly shook your head. It was too much wayyyyyy to much yet you needed more. Grabbing the side of your jaw to bring you in for a kiss, trying to distract you as he also brought his hand down to play with your clit. Taehyung slid both his fingers out slightly. Applying a little more lube so that way it would soothe a little of the tension once he slid in further. Using your spare had to stroke Taehyung’s bare back as you cried out against Hoseok's tongue, once he was fully two fingers deep, feeling his start to inch in a third one. Taking a second to do as they asked..and just breath trying to relax..so he could properly stretch you out “Ohh..that’s it..that’s it baby, take it..” You watched both of their faces contort in nothing but pure pleasure as you slowly allowed his third finger to slide in, “Good girl….” adding a little more lube to the girthier part of his fingers before sliding them all the way in. “Oh my god- Hoseok- baby, I need- fuck-” To be honest you weren't even sure what you were asking for but they both knew..you were ready…

Taehyung slid his fingers out and you quickly notioned to the baby wipes in the bedside table for him to wipe off his fingers. Both men stripped themselves of their only articles of clothing before adjusting themselves on the bed, making it shift slightly. Tae sat propped In front of you on his knees..length twitching in his hand as he teased it up and down your folds..”Such a pretty little pussy” Gripping the side of his neck..the kiss was sloppy..needy almost a “Thank you..” for being so delicate as he prepped your body for this. He could sense it to as he chuckled lightly into the kiss teasing his tip along your clit a couple more times coating himself in your juices before he effortlessly  started to slide in “You have…” pausing for a moment..needed to regain his composure already knowing it’s been tooo long,your going to swallow him whole and he's not going to last “ Holy shit…. the best pussy I’ve ever...fuck...your sucking me in baby...I’m not even moving yet...fuckk..” moaning out through gritted teeth as he dug his thumb into your waist as he slowly bottomed out. “God you feel so good..soo good...so thick..fuck…” Dropping your head to his shoulder, sinking your teeth in as you dug  your nails into his back..Reclining his neck slightly, as he tried to adjust to the current  pressure pooling around him from how tight you were currently milking him. Molding yourself around him, inch by inch, he couldn't  move if he wanted too unless he was ready to already bust his load. That’s when you felt Hoseok’s hand start to massage your hip “Tell me when your ready for daddy..” You could feel the smirk in his voice as he teased his length between your cheeks, kissing up the back of your neck slowly. Making you melt with every touch bringing your hand back to play in the hair at the nape of his neck as you reclined yours against his shoulder “Your gonna take care of me right?” The whisper hit the the skin right beneath his ear as he continued teasing your entrance with his length “Don’t I always?” Brow arched a the implied question, tilting his head to the side locking his eyes with yours as he waited for a response. “Always...you both too…” brining your hand up to massage the side of Taehyung's neck, as you leaned to to steal a quick kiss from Hoseok . Pulling back he left a kiss on your temple, teasing your opening with his fingers to thankfully find you were still slightly relaxed from Taehyung working you open. Taking a little more lube on his fingers and physically dancing it around your entrance..teasing it with his finger watching the way you were trying to clench around the contact. Only making his dick twitch even harder in his palm. “You ready baby?” A nod was all you could provide as you rested your head the the crook of taehyung's neck. Who was slowly just swallow fucking you, trying to keep you stimulated and relaxed bringing his hand down to play with your clit as a distraction.

You felt his tip start to stretch out your entrance and all your muscles flex, every hair on your damn body was standing on end. ”... I’m taking my time on you princess don’t worry….” Once he had himself lined up he brought both of his hands down to spread your cheeks so he could make sure he was sliding in at the angle he needed. Taehyung stopped moving , not wanting to rock into you the wrong way and end up forcing Hoseok in further than either of you were ready for . The minute his tip broke through you both damn near came from that alone “Oh my god…” The cry left all three of your lips simultaneously, the deeper Hoseok got the tighter you squeezed Taehyung’s cock, you could feel yourself dripping down his balls, letting his fingers play in the juices that were sliding down his length. Using it to continuously work your clit in a figure eight motion.  “Your doing so good baby..your gonna make hyung come so hard, you already got me over here holding on for dear life, your pussy feels so damn good…” Slowly Hoseok started rocking his hips into you , eyelids heavy jaw slacked, breath ragged he’d  never been so decomposed in his life…”Shit I’m not gonna last baby….I can’t hold it , it’s too much, it’s too good on my god…” You were feeling light headed and Hoseok wasn’t even fully in yet. Your body starting to tremble as you felt your release pooling in the pit of your stomach, that's when his grip got tighter, and you felt him bury himself in you completely and suddenly you were filled to the brim ...from both sides. Digging one hand in Tae’s bicep while the other gripped Hoseok's thigh as your body tried to adjust to how sinfully full you felt “Fuck, she feels so fucking good” Head dropping back on his shoulder, as his eyes fluttered shut, just taking a minute to get his shit together because in all honesty he could've came right there, you were unbelievably tight. It wasn't like being balls deep in your pussy were, you’d  be able to relax your hold around him, this was still uncharted territory. So no matter how many times he pumped himself in and out, you wouldn't let up, your walls were damn near suffocating his length. A pleasure so intense it was almost painful “Just-just follow my rhythm alright Tae?” Nails moving to dig into Taehyung back as you felt them both start to grind into you, even though your face was firmly pressed against Taehyung’s chest it still couldn't muffle the cries that were leaving your lips. Thankfully rhythm and them being on the same one was something that came as natural as breathing when it came to the two of them. The way the rocked there hips into you was effortless moving against you as if they were one, as each wave like motion washed over your body. The room was filled with a combination of your cries mixed with there deep breathy grunts and moans, both men letting endless praises leave their lips, one after the other.”Hoseok..Tae..fuck-” your sob coming intermittently between hiccuped breathes and both em could feel you clenching on both sides “Fuck, your about to come arent you baby? Shit, hyung I'm not gonna last...fuckkkk” You could tell Tae was struggling just from how messy his thrust were becoming “Tae, hold it..baby I’m almost there...hold it for me baby…” The two of you almost cried when he said that, the pleasure was so intense to be honest as much as you loved being a good girl for him you didin’t think you could this time “Baby, baby…” Your cries were so broken at this point but he knew, he knew exactly what you were asking for. The grip on your waist got tighter as he threw all caution to the window as he started rocking his hips into yours damn near throwing you into your release. “Come on princes...come for daddy” the comand hit the back of your hair so low, that you weren't even sure how you heard it but you did..Croaking out a cry and you knew all your neighbors heard..there's no way they didn't, as he continued rolling his hips deeper, and deeper “That’s it come for me baby..keeping going, you ready for baby boy to feel your pussy up too baby? ” letting his glace meet Taehyung's who almost looked like he was in pain as he tried to hold is release in, “God yes,  please Tae...I want you to come..I wanna feel it..” A almost primal growl left his throat at the sound of that, finally letting go with a loud grunt as he dug his nails into your thigh. Head dropping to the crook of your neck as he continued pumping himself into you not leaving one drip behind. Both of your bodies trembled against each other, not even having time to come down from your orgasm before his richochaed onto you. While you still had Hoseok working you from the back, knowing his body well enough to tell he was about about done too. If it wasn't for the two of them having you sandwiched in the middle you probably would have collapsed...thighs trembling to the point of Hoseok having to take a firm grip; around your waist to stop you from completely slouching down into the bed.

Bringing your hand up to cradle the back of Taehyung's neck, as you felt his lips suction along your collarbone. Reclining your head against Hoseok's neck capturing his tongue with yours as you kissed him deep and sloppy as he came, hard...the harder he came the deeper he kissed you. Bringing his hand over to cradle your neck, giving him better access as he started spilling out into you with such force your entire body started trembling all over again. Keeping his lips connected to yours as you both panted heavly as he pumped himself a little more..making sure he let every drop ease it’s way into you. “You did….soo good for us baby..soo good..” The praise came in between pants as Hoseok kissed up the side of your jaw..almost afraid to let you go, because you breathing had not evened out, but he also knew..him being balls deep in your ass wasn’t helping.  “I got her Hoseok, you can let go…”  Tightening the grip he held around your waist, knowing damn well your body was basially puddy at this point.

Hoseok pulled out first...slowly painfully slowly, allowing you to topple over Taehyung who stayed buried deep inside you as you both laid on the bed. Panting heavy as his fingers danced along your spine, lips meetings yours, the kiss was slow, soft, almost lazy actually….as moans effortlessly fell from both of your tongues. “ You okay princess?” Tae broke away from the kiss first, needing to make eye contact with you, nodding in response as your breathing slowly started to pan out, a lazy smirk tugging on the corner of your lips. You could feel yourself dripping down his balls from both directions, when suddenly your body tense at the feeling of a warm rag dragging along your skin. Body shuddering from the sudden contract, no matter how delicate his touch was you couldn't help but whence, “I know, I’m sorry baby, I’m trying to be as gentle as possible.” Taking the  cloth to clean what he could reach before slowly pulling you back from Taehyung. Laying you flat on your back, spreading your legs , as you felt each of them start to massage your aching limbs. Pussy glenstening from a combination of your juices ,Taehyung’s and possibly Hoseok's at his point…You watched the obvious shift within Hoseok’s body as his eyes zoned in on your head..still swollen..juices flowing down the sheets..”Hmm I don't know Tae..do you wanna use this to clean her up or...do you have something better in mind?” A cheeky smirk moved up his face as he glanced over at Tae before throwing the rag and across the room, spreading your trembling thighs even further so there was room for the two of them ……

...ANDDDDDD THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE..if you guys want a part 5  show this some love and hit my ask box and lemme know. Again these are just spontaneous when I feel inspired..there not on like a regular schedule or anything... ALSO...do you guys want me to dabble into a little male on male or do you like it how it is??! I’m honestly torn myself that’s what I’m asking

This was hella spontaneous not saying it’s by best work but I was kinda in a funk with no inspo to write shit so I was excited when this came pouring out of me….I may re-work it later...

Love you guys as always,

Rocki

[hbostolemysoul]

Fluff alphabet: Joe Liebgott

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

When you and Lieb first met, the thing you found most attractive about him was when he shut the hell up. Joe has a temper, and a mouth to match. You two mixed about as well as water and flaming oil, both working desperately to consume the other, but ultimately never succeeding.

Yeah. You found it most attractive when he shut up. (his hair was definitely not attractive…or the way his mouth would quirk when he smiled…or how animated he gets when talking about superheroes...)

Yep definitely him shutting up…absolutely nothing else…

Joe on the other hand had no problem admitting you had a pretty face, “Too bad every word that leaves your mouth makes you uglier”

Lieb is an asshole, and he knows it. In fact, he is pretty sure that is just his default setting. Which is how he justifies being an ass to you. (he absolutely isn’t nastier to you when he sees guys from other companies flirting with you…and all he wants to do is fucking deck them). He feels that he is doing the rest of guys a favor. Bros before hoes or something like that (except that you definitely are not a hoe, and he will gladly square up with anyone who says that…other than him).  

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Joe talks a pretty big game about finding a ‘nice Jewish girl with big tits, to make tiny Liebgotts with’. Maybe that was something that helped him to cope during the war but finding out you were pregnant actually broke something in Joe. You two had gotten into a fight about god knows what and ending up sleeping together…and then hooking up almost every time you two got into a fight after that (which was frequent). It was fiery, and passionate, and fueled by your mutual hatred/love for each other.

You found out shortly before you shipped off back home. You told him a few days before you left and he just…up and avoided you. You had searched desperately for him the day you shipped out, with no luck. You ended up writing a brief letter to him, leaving your address and phone number. Giving it to Web you asked him to pass it to Lieb.

You moved back home, 7 months later you gave birth to your daughter. Still no word from Joe.

You had been everything from sad, to scared, to furious. When you found out that he had cut ties with literally everyone from Easy you thought it would make you feel…well better. Instead, you found yourself worrying about him.

Word spread to the guys that you had a kid. Most knew that it was Joe’s. Some of the guys were furious (Guarnere, Babe, Roe of all people) most were sympathetic and supportive (Winters, Toye, Webster, Malarkey, ect.)

Your child may not have had a father for some of her life, but she had an army of uncles who would move mountains for your little girl.

Your daughter was three when you received a letter from one of Joe’s sisters. The letter explained that Joe had refused to talk about the war (fair enough) but one night she found him drunk as a skunk and crying. He told her about you. About the baby. About how he didn’t “know what to fuckin’ do anymore”.

She had left a phone number. That was how you met the Liebgotts. It took some convincing on their part, a bit of encouragement from Winters and Webster, and a sharp fucking shove into the back of Malarkey’s car for you and your daughter to make your way down to San Francisco (Buck had also decided to come along, because “Mal can't be trusted with kids, c’mon”)

You had decided to leave your daughter with Malarkey and Buck when you first went to visit Joe.

Things went about as well as the entirety of Operation Market Garden.

He was not okay, clearly not coping well with the effects of war. You had left shortly after getting there, leaving a picture of your daughter on the table. His mom was in tears as she saw you out.

Going back home was more somber than either Buck or Malarkey would have liked, but they did everything they could to cheer you up. It helped.

About 3 weeks after arriving back home your phone rang, it was Joe.

It was at that moment that he began to make…well an effort. It was a slow process, but your daughter deserved to know her father, and Joe deserved a chance at love and peace.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

While you two were hooking up it was usually rushed, clothing righted shortly after. But in moments where you two had a bit more time, his hands would sometimes linger as he gently rebuttoned your clothes.

Later in life cuddling often consists of the two of you in bed, arms barely touching as a few small humans squeeze their way between the both of you.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Joe likes to drive, its one of the few things that give him peace. Sometimes Joe would drive you all down to the beach, or to a drive-in. Somewhere a bit outside the craziness of the city.

E = Everything (You are my __ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“You are so much more than I deserve”

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Joe knew he loved you back in Toccoa. Not that he ever admitted it fully to himself.

During the entire war, he loved you. He loved you when you told him you were pregnant. He loved you enough to push you away so you wouldn’t have to deal with the broken man he was trying so desperately to hide from everyone.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

While you two were sleeping together pre-daughter, he was intense. His touches bordering on painful until after the act, then his touches would gentle, lightly caressing your skin in a way that he could say was accidental if you ever called him out on it.

Once you and Lieb reconnect, it’s a slow process. He has a lot to make up for. Touches of any kind are minimal at first, but over time a hand on your back or fingers running through your hair become gentle parts of everyday life for the two of you.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

No. Joe just does not like hand holding. He doesn’t want to look like a ‘sap’ in front of strangers, let alone people he knows. He will, however, sling an arm along the back of your chair when you go out. He finds comfort in knowing you are there without having to physically put his hands on you.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

He thought you were fucking beautiful, and so fucking stupid for being in the god damned paratroopers. Everyone took to you like a moth to a flame. You were kind and tough as hell, and he wanted to hate you so much.

When he didn’t hate you, it made him want to hate you more. It wouldn’t do well to get attached to a fucking broad who would be jumping into a warzone. Pushing you away and being an asshole was Joe’s way of trying to convince himself that he didn’t care about you. (It never worked)

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Oh lordy yes. Training was a bitch, you couldn’t enter the same room as Lieb before he was spouting off some remark to piss you off.

Looking back now you realize his comments came more frequently when you were around other men.

Even now, married with a few kids Joe still gets mouthy when another man looks at you for longer than a second.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

You honestly don’t know who kissed the other first. One minute you are screaming in each other’s faces, the next your lips met in an aggressive clash of teeth and tongue.  

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

He does. It takes him about a year of being back in both your lives, but he does say it. Your daughter had fallen asleep on his one side, you were smiling down at her sleepily. He gently brushed your bangs back muttering the words almost silently. Looking up into his eyes you smiled tiredly, “Love you too Lieb”. It took a lot for Joe to cry, but that did it. Something about that moment healed both of you a little bit more.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

His favourite memory is pretty mundane in comparison to most. It was the first time he came ‘home’ from work. He had just moved in with you two, entering your home, his home, after work was nerve-wracking. His nerves settled moments after he stepped through the threshold. Your daughter was sprawled on the floor, scribbling relentlessly on a piece of paper, while you sorted through work documents at the table. It was so domestic, and so much more than he ever expected. He was home.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Joe works with you to provide for your small family. You two are never rich, but you make sure your children want for nothing when it comes to the necessities.

Joe struggles a lot with having anything to do with the guys. You got him writing to Winters occasionally, and that was a HUGE step for Joe. The best gift he ever gave you, was calling the guys personally to tell them when you gave birth to your second child. It was hard for him. So terribly difficult. But he knew how much the guys mean to you, so he swallowed the grief and panic that came with anything that reminded him of the war. Seeing Luz, Perconte, and fucking Webster with a shark stuffed animal crash into your hospital room a few days later made the gesture all the more special.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

You remind him of the sky during the sunrise. You are both an infuriatingly bright and absolutely beautiful.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

He uses ‘babe’ a lot, which was kind of funny when Uncle Babe came over for your daughter’s birthday. The confusion on poor Heffron’s face and the fury on Joe’s was priceless.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

(I know its still modern) Hersey bars. He likes to share them with the kids on Friday evenings. They will sit on the back porch, share chocolate and talk about their day. Its pretty cute.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Joe is usually driving his cab, if the rain isn’t too bad he will continue on with his day. If the downpour gets ridiculous he will pull off and park somewhere he can see the ocean, watching as the tiny droplets disappear as they meet the waves.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

Before you and Joe reconnected he smoked a ridiculous amount. Something about the burn of each inhale helped to settle his mind.

While he has cut back on smoking, you still sometimes find him hunched outside in the middle of the night smoking. The sweat from his nightmares still gathered on his brow, in these moments you just hold him and wait for him to finish.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

He talks a lot about work, he has some pretty entertaining stories that he will share with you and the kids to get you all to laugh. Your family had brought life back into Joe.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Driving. Every June your family will pack up and head to some camping destination, or off to see one of the guys from Easy. Around D-day Joe gets anxious, so you two decided to make something that marked so much darkness for the two of you, into something positive to share with the kids.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

You best believe that Joe carries around your kid's drawings in his wallet. When Harry and Kitty come to visit it's almost comical to watch as they have a ‘dad off’ on who’s kids are most artistically inclined. You and Kitty often hide in the kitchen and drink.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

You had been having a rough time at work, a few of your co-workers had just quit and the work was piling up while the higher-ups tried to find replacements. You came home late one night, Joe had made dinner for you and put the kids to bed. Kissing the top of your head he ushered you off to have a bath while he cleaned up. Entering your bedroom almost made you cry. On your pillow was a small box and one of your favourite flowers. Walking over you opened the box, tears coming to your eyes, Joe had come to lean against the doorframe. Rubbing the back of his neck he just grinned at you, “So uh- what do ya’ think?”, He asked.

You just nodded as you walked over to him, his arms soon pulling you close to his chest as you cried.

Your wedding was small, just immediate family. Some of the guys were bummed, but they understood as Joe was still struggling with being around them, let alone a bunch of other people.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Found- Trenton

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Yep. Lieb talked about it lots during the war, but actually doing it was another story entirely.

It took him a long time to ask you, he had a lot of healing to do after the war. While things didn’t play out in the most ideal way between you two, you are both happy with where you ended up in the end.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

No. Your gaggle of children is more than enough. After all “we own a house, not a fucking zoo”, as Lieb so lovingly puts it. 

* Okay...so things got a bit angsty. Please forgive me*

[crazy-little-cool-cat]

Hand in Glove - Chapter 18 | Ben Hardy x OFC

A/N: It finally happened! I’m slightly mad! And also, you know, I finally finished writing this. I’m so sorry it’s been so long - life has truly been kicking my ass (for all of you wondering: break ups, pregnancy scares and swimming in men. In a nutshell.) Welp! Here it is. Hope you enjoy it! It ended up much shorter than I expected it to be and I’m not mad about it, because every word in this one is pure gold. Also, I hope I didn’t miss anyone in the tags, but if I did just send me a message and I’ll add you because I have no brain force left anymore. K bye!

Word Count: ~2.3K

Warnings: Comdeic gold. Ben being a dad. Joe being Joe. Just... Just read it. 

Chapter 1, Chapter 2,  Chapter 3,  Chapter 4,  Chapter 5,  Chapter 6,  Chapter 7,  Chapter 8,  Chapter 9,  Chapter 10,  Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14 , Chapter 15 , Chapter 16 , Chapter 17

The door to Annie’s hospital room almost flew off its’ hinges, startling both Annie and Ben.

“I have come to see the baby Jesus!” Joe bellowed and strutted into the room.

Lucy and Rami carried an obscenely large fruit basket. The fruit was arranged so it would look like a giant teddy’s face. A balloon was securely tied to Rami’s wrist, congratulating the newborn baby and welcoming her to the world.

“Jesus Christ Joseph!” Annie clutched at her chest, “have you lost your bloody mind?”

“This has been going on all day!” Rami untied the balloon and handed over to Annie. “He won’t stop calling her The Baby Jesus!”

“Well, either you calm your tits, Joe,” Ben smacked him on the back of his head, “or you won’t get to hold, see or simply exist within a meter’s radius from The Baby Jesus.”

“Aw,” Lucy cooed after she placed the fruit basket down on the first available surface she could find, “look at him, so protective!”

“I mean it.”

“Where’s Gwilly?” Annie smiled down at a soundly sleeping Rory.

“He’s just outside, waiting for Brian and Roger.” Lucy reassured.

“Brian and Roger are coming as well?” Annie’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“They insisted.”

“Well, we should probably get out of here and go to the visiting area?” Ben rubbed his hands together. “No way in hell all of you can fit in here.”

“That’s what she said.” Joe mumbled, eliciting a loud snort from Rami.

###

“Aurora?”

“Yes, Gwil.”

“You named her after a Disney princess?” Gwilym shook his head slightly, his eyes fluttering. “You named your daughter after a bloody Disney princess?”

“I, for one, think it’s a beautiful name.” Brian peered over at baby Rory as she gently waved her arms about in her sleep, “very well done, you two.”

“Meh-neh-neh…” Joe muttered, his upper lip pulling up in a mocking snarl.

“Problem, Joe?” Ben smiled cheekily at his best friend as he reached for yet another slice of orange from the fruit basket.

“It’s a stupid name.” Joe sulked. “Is that what you’re going to call her all the time? Aurora? Like some snooty little brat?”

“No, you arse.” Annie threw a grape at Joe. “We’ll call her Rory.”

“Rory?” Roger’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Oh, that’s heaps better than Galilea!” Roger chuckled and drummed on the table top. Annie looked at Roger in astonishment. “Oh, don’t you worry, love, I’m still going to call her Galilea.”

“Look at those eyes!” Brian cooed, his figure looming over the baby, “what a doll!”

“So that’s it?” Joe crossed his arms over his chest. “You lied to me for almost nine months, making me believe that the baby will be named after me, her favourite uncle, just to break my heart?”

“She’s still named after you, you goof.” Annie rolled her eyes. “Her middle name is Josephine.”

“Her middle name is -” Joe scoffed.

“Joe, listen to me very carefully, now.” Annie snapped her fingers to draw his attention back to her. “Her middle name is Josephine.”

“You don’t have to lie to me to make me feel better.” Joe skulked. “The damage is done.”

“She’s not lying, you twat!” Ben got up from his chair and disappeared down the hallway, only to return moments later with a piece of paper in his hand. “There.”

Joe took the piece of paper from Ben and placed it on the table.

“Joe, just read it.”

“No.”

“Just fucking read the thing!”

“No!”

“It’s Rory’s birth certificate.” Gwil quipped, turning the paper to him. “Aurora Josephine Jones, born July 13th, 2018.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Joe, just have a look at it, will you?” Ben groaned.

Joe snatched the paper and cleared his throat. His hazel eyes darting left and right as he read along.

“Is this a prank?” Joe looked up at his friends with glassy eyes. “Are you guys shitting me, or is this for real?”

“It’s as real as it gets, buddy.” Ben ruffled Joe’s fluffy, curly hair.

“Oh my God…” Joe breathed, tears escaping the corners of his eyes. “Oh my God!”

“Oh, my God.” Gwil and Rami choired and rolled their eyes.

###

It’s been three days since Rory was born and Ben was both sleep deprived and buzzing with adrenaline at the same time. He went back and forth from the hospital to his and Annie’s house. He needed to make sure Frankie wasn’t peeing all over the place and he also brought her some clothes with Rory’s smell on them to sniff and get acquainted with.

“Franks?” Ben hollered from the doorway. “Daddy’s home!”

Frankie scrambled down the stairs, slipping and sliding on the polished wood floors and running into walls. Her entire body swayed from side to side as her tail wagged excitedly. Ben kneeled down and placed Rory’s little onesie on the floor, murmuring words of encouragement to his pup.

“Good girl, Frankie!” Ben cooed and scratched behind her left ear, “you’re going to be the best big sister, aren’t you? You’re going to love Rory so much! Yes you are!”

He trudged up the stairs, taking his clothes off as he went. He fantasised about this shower for days, now. All he wanted was to just relax, have some quiet time, and smell good before he made sure everything was prepared for his baby’s arrival. 

###

“Home sweet home!” Ben cooed as he nudged Annie and Rory forward, wrapping his arms around his girls. “Welcome home, Rory.”

Annie did a small side-step around a very excited Frankie, not taking her eyes off the bundle in her arms for a second. She half-listened to Ben cooing and gushing over what a good girl Frankie is as she deeply inhaled the familiar smell of her house. She didn’t even realise her eyes were closed.

“Lay down for a bit?” Ben carefully took Rory from her and started walking around the living room, his fingers softly caressing the velvety skin on her cheek. “You must be exhausted.”

“I am, but I doubt I’ll manage to sleep.” Annie followed him and plopped herself down on the sofa. Frankie strutted over to her and placed her head in Annie’s lap, her tail wagging. “Hey baby girl. I missed you.”

“Well, stay with us, then.” Ben unwrapped one arm from around Rory’s tiny body and bounced her gently as he walked over to the kitchen. “Hungry?”

As if on cue, Rory opened her tiny, rosy little mouth and started screaming like a Banshee. Ben scratched his head with his free arm and looked down at her in confusion.

“Did she just…?” Ben’s brows furrowed. “How did she do that?”

“It was a coincidence, Ben.” Annie giggled and shook her head. “But to answer your question, yes.”

“So’s she, apparently.” Ben mumbled as he walked over to Annie and carefully passed Rory off to her.

###

“She’s so perfect!” Clara whispered in awe at Rory’s week old little face. “Babies usually look like shrivelled little monkey aliens, you know?”

“The amount of ugly babies I had to ‘awww’ at in the hospital…” Annie rolled her eyes and scoffed. “She really is perfect, isn’t she?”

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t be there with the guys!” Clara repeated her mantra again. “I’m such a horrible friend and -”

“Shut up before I punch you in the tits, Clara.”

“The fact that you’re still talking to me is mind-boggling.”

“You were working!” Annie took Rory from Clara’s arms as she got fussy and sat down on the sofa. She reached for the Boppy-Pillow and lifted her shirt. “You need to make bank if you want to shower Rory with gifts, you know.”

“Blimey, what happened to your nips?”

“I am a village feeder now.” Annie yawned and gave Rory’s bum soft pats. “You hungry? I can pull the other one out too.”

“You are disgusting. Vile woman.”

“I’m just trying to be a gracious hostess!”

###

“Arizona?” Annie wondered as she and Ben gave Rory her evening bath. “The job is in Arizona?”

“Well, yeah,” Ben dipped the little plastic cup in the tub and poured the water over Rory. “I mean, it’s big. It’s huge.”

“I get it,” Annie dried her hands off, “I support you. One hundred million percent.”

“But?”

“But it’s so far away, Ben.”

“I know, but it’s only for three months.” Ben bit the tip of his tongue as he smiled down at his three weeks old baby girl. “Three months, and then I’m back.”

“I mean, I’ll have to get back to work and you’ll be away…”

“I’ll come back for as many weekends as I can.” Ben reassured. “You’ll have Gwil right here with you.”

“We can do three months without daddy around. It’ll be fine.” Annie bit the inside of her cheek. “Right?”

“Of course.”

“I wasn’t asking you.” Annie chuckled. “I was asking her.”

“We have five whole months before I go.” Ben flinched away from a big splash. “That’s a lot of time to prepare. We got this.”

“I’ll remember you said that when the day you’ll have to leave comes around and you’ll be crying like a baby.”

###

“Are you allergic to shirts now, Ben?” Annie asked as she walked out of the little gym room, towelling off some sweat.

“What?” Ben scoffed as he wiped some drool off his chest with the back of his hand. “It’s tummy time! This is mandatory!”

“She’s drooling all over you!”

“It’s skin-on-skin time, too!” Ben stuck his tongue out cheekily. “Killing two birds and whatnot!”

“Very efficient!”

“It’s not my fault that I’m just an exceptionally good parent, Annie.”

“Said the man who put the poopy diaper in the fridge last night?”

“I was tired!”

“You were also somewhat drunk.”

“That too.” Ben groaned. “I could’ve just told you to do it, missy. You’re lucky I was already awake and feeling chivalrous.”

“We had shit in the fridge, Ben.”

“Well find me another bloody drunk father who can actually manage a diaper change in the middle of the night!” Ben laughed incredulously. “You’re lucky I didn’t put the bloody diaper on your head!”

“Does my tummy still look wonky?” Annie changed the subject and towered over Ben, turning this way and that. “I feel like I’m wearing a fanny-pack full of blubber.”

“It never looked wonky, Annie,” Ben said, making faces at a fussy Rory, “you had a baby.”

“I just need my body back, okay?”

“Your body is perfect.”

“Shut up. Kiss ass.”

###

“You’re acting like such a baby, Rory.” Joe huffed as he attempted to change Rory’s diaper for the third time. 

The first time, she pooped right on the changing table. The second time, she almost ripped his eardrums with a very impressive roar. Now she kept trying to kick him and try to squirm away. 

“You’re two months old, now. Practically an adult. Act like one!” Joe chided.

“Trouble in paradise?” Ben lilted from where he stood at the doorway to Rory’s nursery. “Thought you were her favourite uncle and she was nothing but an angel?”

“Shut up.”

“Step aside, Joseph.” Ben said and cracked his knuckles, a smug smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

Joe rolled his eyes and mumbled, but stepped away nonetheless. When Rory saw her dad’s head loom over her, she gurgled and kicked about happily. Ben smiled down at her and tickled her feet a little, assessing the situation.

Grabbing her tiny, plump feet in his hands, Ben went about distracting his baby from what was going on.

“I like to move it, move it…” Ben started, making silly faces as he song Rory’s favourite changing song. “I like to move it, move it…”

“What the actual fu…” Joe started and clamped his mouth shut after getting a death glare from Ben.

“I like to move it, move it…” Ben started moving Rory’s legs to the beat of the song. “You like to…?” he paused and raised his eyebrows, beaming when Rory attempted to mimic his expression. “Move it!”

Ben wiggled her feet and shook her body gently, eliciting happy coos and murmurs from his daughter. After that, changing Rory’s dirty diaper was all but a breeze. Joe stood, awestruck, as he watched Ben effortlessly changing Rory. No fuss, no tears.

“I think…” Joe gasped. “Does she really love you more than she loves me?” he said, clutching his chest for dramatic effect.

“She’d better!”

###

“Jamie said what?!” Annie almost dropped the entire pile of folded clothes she carried from the laundry room on top of Frankie. “How dare he!”

“It’s literally everywhere!” Ben rushed over and steadied his girlfriend, Rory secure in her carrier, strapped to his chest. “Your fans are going bonkers!”

“He can’t…” Annie tried to come up with something to say. “He won’t!”

“Ball’s in your court, my love.” Ben shrugged and pressed a quick kiss to the top of Rory’s head, holding the sauce-covered wooden spoon out of her reach. “You need to do something.”

“He can’t just leave the series because of me!”

“The entire world thinks you won’t be coming back because of him, Annie.”

“The entire world can shove it!”

“True.” Ben raised his eyebrows in agreement. “And still, the record needs to be set straight. You can’t hide forever. Your maternity leave will end, you know.”

“What, do I need to make some big public gesture? Dramatic reconciliation?” Annie scoffed as she walked off to put the clothes in their respective places. “This isn’t fair! I’m not the bad guy here!”

“I know you’re not. But Jamie had his little meltdown, he tweeted his pathetic tweets…” Ben tapped the wooden spoon on the rim of the pot. “It’s messy.”

“What do you think I should do, then?” Annie hopped on the counter next to Ben and blew a kiss at her daughter. “What would you do?”

“I’d talk to him.”

“No, really!”

“I’m serious.” Ben shrugged. “I think this right here,” he nodded down at Rory, “pretty much solidified the fact that you’re mine, not his. If he’ll try making a move on you again…”

“He’s an idiot, but he’s not evil.”

“So talk to him.”

“And say what?”

“That he needs to shut his bloody mouth, for starters.”

“Obviously.” Annie scoffed.

“I’m sure you’ll find the right words to say.”

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Episode 5 - Judith Butler

Episode link; https://open.spotify.com/episode/6yCPTlFz7uk7nhojByDwRI?si=5fc75b929803458e

John J: I bet you can guess where I am. I concluded that it was probably best for me to come back to London, tail between my legs so I can apologise. I’m up on the fourth floor of the social sciences building. When I came on the open day I saw all these old buildings in the centre of town. But of course the social science building is about twenty minutes walk away in what you might charitably call a “brutalist” building. Other people...might call it ugly. A reflection I am sure of anthropologies perceived value. Look we aren’t the law department you know lots of students and money and career paths and a separate library. But whatever I mean the quality of the education we get in this building is in my view better. I mean laws fine... if you’re into that kind of thing. 

Sorry, I got off track there. My sister studied law. Good for her I guess. Anyway, you’ve seen a hallway like this one before, every few steps there's a pushpin board with some notices for psychology experiments run by undergrads and events which happened two years ago. I’m opposite a display case with books written by people from the department. There is a draft from the window behind me which is one of those single pane deals with that adhesive plastic which I assume is to stop the glass shattering? But it’s peeling away at the corners. It was a nightmare getting up here, the lift on one side of the building only goes up to the third floor, so once I got there, I had to drag the desk to the lift on the other side of the building to get up here. Then Susans office is back on the other side. So I’m sweaty and umm quite nervous about facing Susan. Who I am pretty sure hates me. I should say there is someone else waiting here, What did you say your name was;

Julie K: I didn’t, it’s Julie.

JJ: Hi, umm thanks for being quiet while i did the intro…(awkward) So what’s your research about? 

JK: I’m not sure really, still at the planning phase but something about gender I think… maybe about cocoa farmers.. 

JJ: Like de Beauvoir? (Doesn’t leave room for an answer) But she’s not really an anthropologist? 

JK: So? 

JJ: So… she was a philosopher, an ethicist to be exact, that’s not really anthropology. Is it?

JK: I never even said I was using de Beauvoir. 

JJ: (Not listening) Although…(goes into a spiel about de Beauvoir which I need to research) de Beauvoir did argue that the views of individuals are socially and culturally produced. She said “one is not born a woman but becomes one.” She said women are taught through social interactions three facts; 1. That women need to fulfill the needs of men. 2. Their women’s self worth was built on external validation a.k.a being pretty and 3. They have less influence because they have less legal rights. De Beauvouir said that dolls given to young girls are an example of the way girls are taught to think. She said young girls identify with the doll and through it learn to see themselves as pretty objects without their own agency, which is just a fancy way of saying choice. None of this is innate to being a woman, they aren’t born objects but made into them by society which aims to suppress them. Which is kind of like Geertz and his webs of significance. Except Geertz said you spun your own webs where as De Beauvoir seems to think society spins the webs around women trapping them in certain norms. Women, De Beauvoir said, needed to see these constructs to escape them. Like how, if a fly is in a bottle, it needs to first see the bottle to get out. 

(Smug pause)

JK: Why did you just explain De Beauvoir to me?

(awkward Johnson noises)

JK: And yeah De Beauvoir is a start but like the waves of feminism built up on each other, so did the people who studied gender: so where De Beauvoir pointed out the distinction between sex and gender, Butler makes the line between them a bit fuzzy. Or.. she actually questions it. Sex, according to Butler, is not just the biological one, and gender the socially constructed one. Sex is socially constucted as well. Which people find a tricky idea right? Like, men have penises, women have vaginas, there are biological facts. But what Butler is pointing out is not about biology but about categories, and that we’re not born with sex just as we’re not born with gender. Man and woman are two really broad categories with a lot of variation within them.  Women with beards, men with boobs etc. All these biological features, are features that we have grouped into categories of sexes. Remember Caster Semenya? She was the South African runner who was so fast people complained that she must be a man. She was forced to undergo sexual verification procedures which determined her to be a woman. However, it was later decided that her testosterone was too high to compete as a woman. If the binary between men and women is as clear as we’re socialised to believe then surely that would have been determined the first time around. The truth is, what we call “woman” is a collection of traits which we as a society have agreed make someone a woman. It’s like that shower realisation that maybe what we’re all agreeing is red is being experienced differently by every person! And guess what the way we’re judging whether someone is a woman is not biological, or otherwise you wouldn’t say “hello miss” till you’d seen a DNA test. It’s based on a whole bunch of other assumptions about how a woman acts and looks, which are socially constructed! 

Butler said, influenced by Austin, that Gender and sex are a performance. We behave in certain ways which conform to certain categories but we don’t have a free choice in those behaviours because society has set the stage that forces us all to conform. It’s like that bit in fleabag when she says “Sometimes I worry, I wouldn’t be such a feminist if I had bigger tits.” Maybe she’s right you know like if you conform to society's ideas of femininity, like having big tits, then it’s harder to break out of the performance? So maybe you, explaining De Beauvouir to me, is you, performing your masculinity? The set dressing around you, you know your masters degree, the desk, the books, your tweed suit, Western societal expectations, inform you that you should not only be smart but demonstrate that fact by showing off that intelligence by explaining De Beauvouir. Whereas my set dressing tells me to be quiet and let you explain, despite me being the one who studies gender. Thinking about it this way, and realising the performance of it all, gives women more agency, you know, which means choice. In De Beauvoir women should not act in feminine ways because by not conforming you’re resisting patriarchy. But in Butler’s view if you’re a woman who likes make-up, more power to you, the problem is with the category that says make-up equals female. 

Then, bell hooks came along and recognized that a woman’s race, political history, social position, economic status among other factors influence the way her value is perceived. And that none of these factors can be left out.

She also rightfully pointed out how the feminist movement is dominated by white women fighting for white women’s, upper class, causes. She mentions how this actually kind of imitates the power structure of white patriarchy. So that’s not good.

(Pause this was all said very breathlessly) 

JK: So. I don’t really know how I’m going to approach this at first seemingly small subject of doing research about women who are cocoa farmers in a small town in Ghana, cause that’s what I think I want to do, but then I can’t just look at those women in that small town and their cocoa farms, you know? I feel like I have to think about the whole world and all the thoughts that go in that world before I can even begin to research something like that. Like, for example one part of it for me is that the domestic work these women do isn’t considered work. Which Crawford says is a function of capitalism, like before capitalism, all work which helped make sure everyone could survive, like cooking, was considered work but now work is only labour exchanged for money. She wrote that based on Marx and Engels. So do I need to read Marx now? Am I freaking out? I don’t even know anymore.

JK: I don’t know.. I think it’s important to look at feminism in an intersectional way you know..as if standing on a traffic intersection, with all kinds of different directions that influence a possible accident. The car could’ve come from just one direction, or maybe all of them! This term is coined by Kimberlé Crenshaw, by the way. So you can not really study gender without studying capitalism, or race, or (post)colonial studies. Because they will intertwine and overlap and influence each other and you can’t look at one without the other. You know?!

JJ: uhh that’s a lot. Do you have, like an extract that sort of sums some of this up?

JK: Umm I mean I guess hold on (riffling paper) yeah this…

Starts to play the music 

JK: Did you just put on music to go under me reading?

JJ: uh yeah - do you mind? 

JK: Umm I mean, I guess not - 

Music plays (here we need an extract.)

Okay, so well.. In Gender trouble: Feminism and the subversion of identity (1990) Butler said that “Although the unproblematic unity of “women” is often invoked to construct a solidarity of identity, a split is introduced in the feminist subject by the distinction between sex and gender. Originally intended to dispute the biology-is-destiny formulation the distinction between sex and gender served the argument that whatever biological intractability sex appears to have, gender is culturally constructed: hence, gender is neither causal result of sex nor as seemingly fixed as sex. (…) When the constructed status of gender is theorized as radically independent of sex, gender itself becomes a freefloating artifice, with the consequence that man and masculine might just as easily signify a female body as a male one, and woman and feminine a male body as easily a female one.” 

She then continues to show that sex is just as culturally and socially constructed as gender: “If the immutable character of sex is contested, perhaps this construct called ‘sex’ is as culturally constructed as gender: indeed, perhaps it was always already gender, with the consequence that the distinction between sex and gender turns out to be no distinction at all. It would make no sense then, to define gender as the cultural interpretation of sex, if sex itself is a gendered category (..) As a result, gender is not to culture as sex is to nature; gender is also the discursive/cultural means by which ‘sexed nature’ or ‘a natural sex’ is produced and established as ‘prediscursive’, prior to culture, a politically neutral surface on which culture acts. (p.7)

She goes on about the performance of sex and gender by writing that “(..) gender proves to be performative - that is, constituting the identity it is purported to be. In this sense, gender is always a doing, though not a doing by a subject who might be said to preexist the deed. (..) There is no gender identity behind the expressions of gender; that identity is performatively constituted by the very “expressions” that are said to be its results.’

And then bell hooks, with no capital letters by the way, or Gloria Jean Watkins, wrote in 1981, before Butler, that “It is obvious that many women have appropriated feminism to serve their own ends, especially those white women who have been at the forefront of the movement; but rather than resigning myself to this appropriation I choose to re-appropriate the term “feminism,” to focus on the fact that to be “feminist” in any authentic sense of the term is to want for all people, female and male, liberation from sexist role patterns, domination, and oppression.”

An important thing she then mentions is that “[Our] struggle for liberation has significance only if it takes place within a feminist movement that has as its fundamental goal the liberation of all people.”

This aligns with Crenshaw’s term ‘intersectionality’: “Intersectionality is a lens through which you can see where power comes and collides, where it interlocks and intersects.”(https://www.law.columbia.edu/news/archive/kimberle-crenshaw-intersectionality-more-two-decades-later#:~:text=Crenshaw%3A%20Intersectionality%20is%20a%20lens,where%20it%20interlocks%20and%20intersects.) “Cultural patterns of oppression are not only interrelated but are bound together and influenced by the intersectional systems of society. Examples of this include race, gender, class, ability, and ethnicity.”

JK: Hey, there are a few of us doing our research in Ghana. We leave in like a month so if you want to do your research there, other people will be around.

JJ: Oh, okay, yeah i’ll umm think about it. 

(door opens) 

S: (in a happy voice) Oh hello Julie, (with displeasure) John. You can come in now John, Julie I’ll be with you shortly. 

JJ: Okay, Umm julie would you help me to move the desk in there? 

S: Leave the fucking desk.

JJ: Can I bring my microphone? 

S: Sure just, quickly yeah?

JJ: Susan

S: Johnathan 

JJ: it’s actually not short for Johnathan

S: What? What else could it possibly be short for?

JJ: Johnty 

S: With a h? 

JJ: Yeah with a H 

S: Okay...I’m going to stick with John. 

JJ: First of all I just wanted to say I did some soul searching in Bali -

S: you and everyone doing a gap year.

JJ: And i’m really sorry, I want to take it seriously now and - 

S: Yeah, I listened to episode 4. Do you think that does it? One episode where you say oops biffed it a bit, i’m a bad academic and maybe a misogynist then you’re done? How has your behaviour changed? Did you reply to my emails? Mark any assignments? Run a tutorial? 

JJ: Well in my defence I had the epiphany after about two weeks so I missed a couple but after that I flew straight back here! 

S: Look here is what is going to happen. I’ve reassigned your students and classes. I want to fire you but the department has made it clear to me that we need your fathers money.

JJ: Grandfather,

S: Shut up. So if you’re serious about taking this seriously here is what is going to happen. I want you to go away, get all this podcast shit out of your system and come back and do your job properly. To make it worth the department's time I want you to make it about Tsing. The students don’t really get what she is trying to say and i guess your podcast will be a good change of pace. And! I want a research proposal, a real one, not just (mocking voice) “desk go in field.” then come back and do your job properly okay? If you don’t you’re fired. You have a month to be back here, two podcast episodes and a proposal. Now get out. 

JJ: Look I get it and I can see you’re angry. But I need you to know that if you look out the window behind you - 

S: No.

JJ: But the guy he’s in the building opposite. 

S: I don’t care 

JJ: He has binoculars! If you’ll look you’ll know I wasn’t completely lying! 

S: Even if there is a man with binoculars over there what does that prove? 

JJ: He’s waving! 

S: Get out. 

JJ: Okay. Bye. 

Credits 

JJ: Okay, umm weird I just found this note in my pocket. It says “stop mentioning me on your podcast. Firstly, i’m not a bad guy just because of that Papua New Guinea stuff. Secondly, I'm meant to be undercover. And third the more you mention me the more you build anticipation for the reveal. You’re creating an untenable situation for yourself. 

Yours,

K” 

What the fuck! 

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