#killed his ass GOOD. now she’s wearing his clothes because she’s a petty bitch… oh yeah. AND she accidentally looks EXACTLY like him. like.

[clawsextended]

selina killing gortash is extraordinarily cathartic for her because she finally got to fucking kill her dad.

[darkmulti]

hi, can you write yandere! bts reaction to you slapping them in an argument please?

⚠️: Yandere!BTS, slapping, implied smut, manipulation

-> sorry for any mistakes

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Jin

Jin was once again, being narrow minded. “It was for work, Jin! I wasn’t working with him for fun, it’s our job. I can’t believe you punched him in the face. You embarrassed me in front of everyone!”

“Great! If you’re embarrassed, quit your job! So you never have to see them again!

“I’m not quitting! You can get that out of your head! I would leave you before quitting-” a hard slap cut you off. You instinctively covered your stinging cheek and took a step back. You were in a state of shock. Yes, you and Jin had petty arguments here and there but they never got physical. By the end of the day, you guys worked it out. However, after he laid his hand on you, you knew it was over. You looked up at him and slapped him right back. “Fuck you! We’re over.”

You turned around and ran upstairs to your shared bedroom. This house was under Jin’s name so it was you who has to go. You grabbed your suitcase and started packing all your clothes. Jin rushed into the shared room and pulled your suitcase away. He dumped all the clothes on the ground and threw the suitcase across the room.

“You’re not fucking leaving! Hang up all these clothes. Stop overreacting like a pathetic little bitch.”

You scoff and get off the floor. “I’m a ‘pathetic little bitch’?! Says my insecure husband.”

“You won’t be able to survive without me. No other man would be able to spoil you like I do. I’ve given you the high life, now obey me in return.”

“I’m not your slave, I don’t have to fucking listen to you.”

“Do you pay the bills in this house?! Do you buy the groceries?! Do you pay for insurance?! No? Then, shut up. You wouldn’t have anything if it weren’t for me. You’d probably be living on the streets if I didn’t take you in. I was the one who made sure you got that job because I knew it would make you happy. If it weren’t for me, those guys would’ve laughed in your face, Y/N. All you do is go to work, flirt with your co-workers and act all big shot around me. The least you could do is respect me and our relationship.” With that, he slammed the door shut, leaving you alone while you questioned your worth.

Yoongi

It started off as a calm and quiet evening but as soon as your phone vibrated, it quickly changed.

You began working for a new company and your new boss has been up your ass. He treats you like a personal assistant and it was pissing you off. You noticed that you were the only one who was being treated like this and it angered you. Once you’re clocked out, you don’t like to be disturbed unless it’s urgent. But your boss doesn’t seem to understand that and asks you to do work while your clocked out. You obviously refuse because why should you do work if you’re not getting paid?

Anyways, he’s always texting you about how to do different kinds of paper work, who’s working, who’s not working, how to hire people, ect — he should know how to do all of it because he’s the boss. When your off work, he’s texting you ever 10-15 minutes, asking for help. You’re tired of it, but can’t really do anything about it. You can’t quit just yet because you’re trying to prove to your boyfriend that you don’t need him to survive.

Yoongi has always underestimated you. Man literally thinks that you’re dumb. One night, you both got into a heated argument and he told you that you wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for him. The very next day, you went to a bunch of job interviews and got hired on that same day.

It’s been two weeks at your new job and ever since, your phone is always blowing up thanks to your boss. Even at 10pm, your boss is texting you about work. Yoongi became annoyed because you were always on your phone. You guys got into another argument about this so now, you hide your phone from him so he can’t see the notifications.

Ever since then, things have been a little better. Tonight was movie night and you foolishly had your phone in your hand. Throughout the movie, your phone was lighting up and vibrating multiple times and a Yoongi was tired of it.

“Who the hell are you texting now?!” He snatched your phone out of your hands and when he saw that it was your boss, he threw your phone against the wall. “I told you to block that man! Yet, you go against me and continue to text him! Are you sleeping with him? Are you cheating on me with him?!” He screamed, making your heart leap out of your chest.

You didn’t say anything. Instead you ran to the door. You didn’t want to deal with him anymore. You deserved better. You tried to leave but he slammed the door on your fingers and pulled you back inside. You slapped his face and tried leaving again but he grabbed your hair and pulled you down to the basement.

“You made me do this to you. I warned you plenty of times to stay off your phone but do you listen to me? No. I’ve given you too much freedom and now you don’t know how to behave. That stops now.”

Hoseok

“Get up. Boss wants to see you.” The guards said, pulling you up by your arms and dragging you out of the cell. “Boss my asshole. Who does he think he is? Kidnapping me for no good reason. I just wanted coffee and now I’m god knows where!” The guard chuckles at your bratty behaviour. “Just a little advice, don’t talk to boss like that. He’ll blow your brains out.”

“Shut up, muscle head. Don’t tell me what to do.” The guard stops and aims a gun at your head. “Do it muscle head. Your boss will be so proud of you.” You said sarcastically. “Shut your mouth and keep walking. I may not be allowed to kill you but I can still still hurt you — really badly.”

“Are you threatening me muscle head?” You turn around, ready to scrap with the guard. He may be a lot bigger than you, but you’re a lot smarter and clever.

“Hey, hey, do we have a problem here?” A familiar voice interrupted. You turn around and your heart drops when you see his face. “No, boss. She’s just refusing to-”

“Hoseok?” You cut the guard off and step back. “Oh, so you still remember me?” He smirks and walks towards you but you keep walking back. “What do you want from me?”

“Isn’t the answer obvious? I want you back.”

“No! I broke up with you because you’re crazy. Leave me alone now. I’m a different person. I’m not the same Y/N that you manipulated and controlled. I left her behind. Now let me go!”

Hoseok cornered you. There was no where to run. “Are you sure that you left her behind? You’re claiming that you changed but you’re still very naive, darling.”

His words made your blood boil. Hoseok mentally and emotionally abused you. With the help of therapy, you were able to pick up and put your broken self together. You thought that you’ve become a stronger person, but as soon as you saw his face, your confidence was washed away.

“I- I told you, I’m different now!” You tried to sound brave, but your facial expression sold you out. Hoseok wasn’t dumb; he knew you were scared shitless. “So, show me that your a different person. How will you escape me this time, darling?” He traps you in between his arms and leans in close to your face. In a panic, you slapped him across the face and made a run for it.

You somehow managed to get out of his large mansion, but Hoseok was running after you the whole time. You tried losing him at sharp turns and big crowds, but he was right on your ass. You saw a security guard and bolted towards him. “Sir, sir! There’s a- a man...” you said, to catch your breath, “a man chasing me. He kidnapped me. Please, I need your help.”

“That’s enough darling.” Hoseok caught up to you and without a second thought, you hid behind the security guard. “Sir, please! Arrest this man! He kidnapped me!”

The security guard was ready to take action until he saw the man’s face. “M-mr. Jung?! Sir, I had no idea that she was running from you! Sir, I’m so sorry! Please forgive me!” The guard grabbed your arm and pushed you to Hoseok.

The commotion had everyone watching. The security guard was on his knees with his hands interlocked together. “Please spare my family and I. Mr. Jung it was an honest mistake.”

“What the hell?” You quietly muttered. “You see that, darling. Everyone is afraid of me. So you can run all you want, but you can never ever hide from me.”

Namjoon

After a long week of work, your husband wanted to treat you to dinner. You’ve both been extremely busy due to your hectic schedule and it’s caused you both to drift apart. The only time you see Namjoon is in the morning and before going to bed.

It was Friday evening and you were getting ready for date night. You wore a gorgeous dress that was somewhat revealing but you were fine with it. You just wanted to look good for your husband.

You both agreed to meet at the restaurant and when Namjoon saw you, his jaw dropped. He possessively wrapped his arm around your waist and guided you to your private table. It was outside on a balcony. You guys had an ocean view, the weather was perfect and the stars were out. It was super romantic.

The date was perfect until the waiter started checking you out. Namjoon was visibly annoyed by the waiter but kept it to himself until he left. “Why did you have to wear that dress? Are you doing this on purpose? So other guys can check you out?” You were taken back by his questions. “No, I wore this dress for you, not for some random men.”

Namjoon scoffed and bit the inside of his cheek. “When will you stop lying?” He mumbled, but you were able to pick it up. “I’m not lying, Joon. And quite frankly, I’m hurt that you think I’m doing this for other men. You’re making me feel bad about myself.”

You got up and left but he followed behind. You walked out of the restaurant and got into your car. You drove back home without giving Namjoon a second glance. Once you arrived home, Namjoon pulled up next to your car. You both entered the house in silence.

Namjoon’s phone began ringing so, he went upstairs to answer it. After tidying the house, you went upstairs and overheard his conversation. “We could’ve had a wonderful night, but my wife doesn’t know how to dress.”

Now, he’s pissed you off. You slam open the room door, grab his phone and hang up. “Do you enjoy putting your own wife down?! Do you enjoy humiliating her?! I wore this dress for you! I wanted to look good for you! I wanted you to complement me and tell me I look pretty but instead you slut shame me!”

Out of anger, you slap him across the face. “I want a divorce. I’m not staying with someone who made me feel like complete shit. You can keep this house, I don’t want anything from you.”

Namjoon looked down and started to laugh. His laugh gradually got louder and it started to creep you out. You took a couple steps away from him but he noticed and grabbed your wrist. “You want a divorce? So you can go back to that restaurant and gets that waiters number? Over my dead body. You’re never leaving me. If I have to hurt you, I will.”

Jimin

“Jimin! Stop it! You’re overreacting!”

Jimin dragged you out of his friends house and pushed you into the car, creating a scene. Everyone was watching him degrade you for not wearing your wedding ring.

“You forgot?! What kind of wife do I have?! Are you dumb?! How could you forgot to wear your wedding ring?! That ring shows everyone that you’re mine!”

Jimin was full on screaming in your face and you couldn’t handle it. You broke down crying into your hands. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! It truly wasn’t my intention.” You were beyond terrified. You didn’t want to go home because you knew he would punish you. Even though he humiliated in front of everyone, you’d rather stay around people than go home and be alone with him.

You were about to go down on your knees until he slapped you and dragged you along. You tried getting out of his grip and in the process you accidentally slapped him. It wasn’t a hard slap or anything, you were just trying to get away. But of course, Jimin made it a big deal.

“First, you forgot your wedding ring; second, you flirted with all my friends and now, you slapped me?! Why don’t you want to leave, huh?! Who are you sleeping with?! Who are you trying to replace me with?!”

“No one! I didn’t mean to slap you! I’m sorry!” You were crying your eyes out. You’ve never seen Jimin this aggravated. You were afraid of what he might do to you so, you gave in because you didn’t want to worsen your punishment. He pushed you into the car and slammed the door shut. Throughout the car ride, his hand squeezed your thigh.

“You don’t even know what’s coming your way. Just wait till we get home” He muttered, causing your heart to drop into your stomach.

Taehyung

“Taehyung! Let me go! People are going to notice that I’m missing! You can’t keep me here forever!” You yelled, banging on the metal door.

It was your foolish mistake; trying to break up with him at his house. The moment you told him you want to part ways, he grabbed you and pushed you into the basement. Of course you fought back, but miserably lost against him. Now it was a game of waiting. Waiting for someone to notice your presence missing.

- 3 days later -

It been a couple days and you’re still locked in the basement. There was no clock or a window so you couldn’t keep track of time. Taehyung hadn’t come downstairs to check on you either. You were starving and living off the bathroom tap water. You were lying on the ground, looking lifeless when the heavy metal doors opened.

“Are you done playing your childish games?” Taehyung asked, crossing his arms. “You should be asking yourself that question, Taehyung. I’m not playing any games. I’m serious when I say I want out of this relationship.”

Taehyung closed the doors and walked towards you. He grabbed your shirt and pulled you close to his face. “All the years we spent together, you wanna throw it all away, angel?”

You turn your head away from him, avoiding his dark orbs. Taehyung noticed you avoiding his eyes so he pushed you against the wall and leaned in close to your face. “Look at me when I talk to you, angel. Or are you scared?” You were on the verge of tears but you didn’t want to appear weak in front of him. You looked him straight in the eyes and muttered, “get away from me.”

“You don’t tell me what to do, angel...” he grabbed your ear and tugged on it, “I’m your master. You listen to me.” His deep voice sent chills down your spine. You were close to dropping on your knees and submitting to him out of fear. But you didn’t. You couldn’t show him that you’re weak. “Taehyung, I’m serious! Get away from me!”

Taehyung frowned. You were really getting on his nerve. Was he not a good boyfriend? He spoiled you with gifts, spent all his time with you and he never cheated on you. What was he doing wrong? He thought to himself. “Why is my perfect, little, angel acting out? Look at me, angel. Tell me what I did wrong? Did you fall out of love? Did you find someone new?”

You look at him, dumbfounded. “Taehyung, you’re trying to control me! You’re making my decisions for me. I can’t go out alone, and if I do, you stalk me! Then you get possessive for no reason! You almost killed my bestfriend because he gave me a hug! You take things too far and you don’t trust me even after being together for years! You just want to control my life and feel like I’m suffocating when I’m with you.”

You could see fire in Taehyung’s eyes. He raised his hand, ready to slap you but before he could, you slapped him and ran for your life. You were light headed and weak, however if Taehyung finds you, you’ll face severe consequences.

Jungkook

Jungkook was going on and on about you going out with your male bestfriend.

You texted Jungkook last minute because you knew if you had told him earlier, he wouldn’t allow you to go. You simply messaged him, “I’m going out with Namjoon, I’ll be home by 6pm.”

Jungkook was livid. He called you multiple times but you were too scared to pick up. Finally, his 7th attempt was when you decided to pick up.

“Where the fuck are you?! I’m coming to pick you up right now.”

“Jungkook we just came to the restaurant, I’m not leaving.”

“Do you think it’s appropriate to go to a restaurant with another man?! What if people think you guys are dating, huh? You’re a fucking cheater. Tell me your location, now!”

“For the love of god, I’m not cheating on you! Namjoon and I have known each other since middle school. I’ve known him longer than I’ve known you. We are nothing but friends.”

Jungkook was pissed. He hung up the phone and went home. He poured himself a glass of whiskey before sitting down on the couch. He was waiting for your arrival. It was 5:54pm when the front door opened. You were right on time.

“See, I told you I’d be back by 6pm. I don’t know why you have to make everything such a big deal.”

“While I’m working my ass off, you’re out with another man.” He said, putting the glass of whiskey down.

“I work too, Jungkook. And I’m a full time student. If you want to get even with me, go out with your female friends. I wouldn’t mind at all. As long as they remain friends.”

Jungkook stood up and starting walking towards you. “So, you can cheat, but I can’t?” A taunting smile took over his face.

“Again, Jungkook? I am not cheating on you! Namjoon is just my close friend. That’s all. Nothing more or less.” You said, crossing your arms and unconsciously stepping back.

“Stop lying. Just tell me now and maybe I’ll forgive you.” You scoff and roll your eyes. “I don’t have time to deal with you, Jungkook. I’m tired.”

“Yeah, because you were fucking around with Namjoon, right?”

You couldn’t take it anymore. You turned around to leave but Jungkook pulled you back, harshly. Instinctively, your hand landed a heavy slap on his face. Unexpectedly, Jungkook slapped you right back — but a lot harder.

You winced as you held your warm cheek. Hot tears gliding down your face. Without thinking twice, you made a run for the door but Jungkook tackled you to the floor.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?!”

You can make your own ending:)

[butterbeeryuta]

the ikea guy

ikea employee!yangyang x uni student!reader | oneshot series | fluff, CRACK| 1.9 k

Fuck Kim Doyoung. Fuck his boyfriend. Fuck the weak ass tv rack you bought. Fuck the human’s Id taking control over people. Fuck humanity.

The last thing you wanted to see was your roommate and his boyfriend, who were both barely clothed by the way, trying to fix the already broken tv rack you bought 2 years ago when you moved out of the dorms to a new apartment 8 minutes away from your university. Short story short, the two men were busy doing their shit— which you honestly did not mind since you yourself bring home some guys to, you know, have fun with. But what you could not understand was why they had to do in your living room, against the tv rack. All you could remember was screaming at Doyoung, while Taeyong was there apologising, but you knew that the little devil was internally laughing, finding the entire situation hilarious. Your roommate, on the other hand, was not giving a shit about what you were saying, which was normal for the two of you. Ever since he moved in with you in your second year, both of you had an interesting relationship. Despite your arguments with one another and ‘uncaringness,’ assuming that is a word, the two of you still looked after another. A month or so ago, Doyoung kept you up all night since he was busy having a little drinking party in his room, and his friends were loud. Especially that Jaehyun guy; his laugh alone could honestly wake up the entire neighbourhood. Then again, Doyoung’s laugh is pretty ugly too considering he literally laughs like, ‘ha ha ha ha ha ha.’ I swear, you love Doyoung. Anyways, Doyoung nicely mailed all of your professors the next day that you were feeling unwell, allowing you to stay in and sleep a bit more. Except, he told you about it while you were rushing to the door to run to your lessons. You two were interesting.

Eventually, Doyoung apologised and gave you the money to purchase a better tv rack. You were expecting him to buy it for you, then again, he was Kim fucking Doyoung. He just ain’t like that. So here you were, at motherfucking Ikea. Every child’s nightmare, including yours. Your aim was to find the cheapest tv rack, yet still pretty good in quality. You were not the type to give a damn about the aesthetics and things; if it’s going to help you store your shit, that’s all you needed. Which is probably why you hated furniture shopping, you could never appreciate the so-called ‘beauty’ of it. Following the arrows printed on the grey floor, buying the tv rack was more complex than you thought. There was black, white, yellow, brown, wooden, grey— more colours than you could have ever imagined. You honestly just wanted the cheapest one at this point, forget quality. Everything else was giving you a headache. Without wanting to use more of your brain cells, perhaps for now, socialising will make it less painful, even if you really hated people as of this moment. Looking around for a person wearing the yellow and blue striped shirt with a name tag on, you eventually found the person you were looking for. Not too tall, but he wasn’t short either. Well, at least he won’t be intimidating.

‘Um, excuse me—‘

‘Ma’am the hotdogs and ice cream are available after you purchase your materials at the cashier.’

What. What the fuck?

‘What?’ The guy turned to look towards you, unamused with whatever you currently had to say. Your eyes slightly widened by his appearance, but you swear to your kneecaps if he remains to be like this, you’re going to bite.

‘You’re looking for the food right? Just pay for whatever stuff you have now and—‘

‘Why the hell would I want to buy food here, I just want to know the cheapest tv rack you have in this store’ you interrupted, not willing to hear any of his bullshit, despite him having a pretty face. Now it was his turn to be taken back by what you said. Goodness, how long has this imbecile been working here?

‘Oh um��� yeah I don’t know. Maybe if you’ll look around you’ll know?’ Oh you’ve got to be kidding. Not wanting to waste more time on this pretty idiot, you looked at his name-tag to tell off to another Ikea employee. You were not having it today. See you later Yangyang.

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Okay. Apparently people who work in this nightmare of a furniture store take their shit seriously. You just went to another person to complain about Yangyang, and here you are, at the manager’s office. Literally, what the fuck.

‘I would like to apologise on his behalf again, he’s new here. He does not know what exactly he is doing, but I can assure you the rest of the staff here are kind and willing to help. I sincerely apologise that you had to experience such unacceptable behaviour from our staff’ the manager said, bowing his head for the nth time. You honestly wanted to leave and just purchase the tv rack online; you wanted that Ikea guy to not be a dick— that’s why you complained. What you didn’t want is the poor guy to be fired from his job.

‘No, no, please don’t worry. I’m pretty sure he is a good natured person, probably just had a bad day—‘

‘No, that is utter nonsense! We will get this settled now. Please take a seat Ms. ________’ he said, moving his rather puffy face towards the black microphone, pressing the green button with his stubby fingers. Oh no.

‘Liu Yangyang please come to Mr. Park Yoobin’s office. Liu Yangyang please come to Mr. Park Yoobin’s office, now.’ What have I done.

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You were annoyed that you put yourself into this mess. But the guy beside you, if looks could kill, you would have probably woken up in hell by now. You felt bad, you didn’t want this to happen at all. Like you said, you just complained about Yangyang being ‘not helpful’ when you asked him a question to another man that was slightly shorter than you. You expected no reaction at all, you just did it cause you were in a bad mood thanks to Doyoung and his boyfriend. That was of course, until the older man gasped loudly, shocked to hear the words that came out of your mouth. Today was a really bad day.

‘Mr. Liu, I know that this is your second week working here, but that gives no excuse to treat a lovely customer like Ms. ________ poorly. Even if you didn’t know where a certain furniture piece is, you could have made the effort to look for it with her.’ Mr. Park said, his eyebrows furrowing even more as he spoke. It was quite a funny sight from where you were sitting. Then again, this was not a funny situation, you hated every minute of it because not only is it wasting your time, but you could possibly be the reason why this Ikea guy will lose his job.

Yangyang felt pretty guilty for assuming in an instance that you were wanting to ask for food, when you actually had a pretty genuine question. He also felt useless for not helping you effectively, but he didn’t want this job at all. He wanted to work at the cafe near his university, instead of travelling for another 30 minutes just to be in the corner and see people search for furniture to build their so-called ‘dream home.’ Although he did not exactly have anything against an aesthetic appeal or such, he did judge people like that. And little did he know, so were you. Then again, he didn’t exactly care about that at this point. He wanted to stay away from you as soon as possible for putting him in such a position. He already felt bad for not helping you properly, and maybe he somewhat understood why he was sitting in the manager���s office, but literally, what the fuck.

‘Mr. Park, I honestly did not mean to show such disrespect to the customer. I do admit that I was being a know-it-all, thinking that she— what’s your name again?’ He asks me, actually talking to me for the first time since he walked into the room.

‘Um, ________—‘

‘Ms. ________ wanted to go to the food court. And as you said, I have only been here for 2 weeks. I am still unsure of where certain things are, and I perhaps should have helped Ms. ________, so yes, I do sincerely apologise.’ My, my, was he good at saying bullshit.

‘Mr. Liu I appreciate your honesty, and you should really be grateful for Ms. ________ for being so kind, wanting to make sure that nothing happens to you’ the man in front of you said, both his hands interlocking one another as he looks at his employee. And although you were looking at Mr. Park, you certainly did not miss the widening of Yangyang’s eyes. He must be thinking that I was a hypocritical psycho bitch. He isn’t wrong with that at all though.

‘Um, Mr. Park. If you really want to make it up for me, I just really need the tv rack. My roommate is paying for it, so considering that, it really urgent for me to go soon. I’m sure Yangyang was just having a bad day, so please, give the boy a second chance.’ You began packing your things, eventually standing up, not wanting to hear any more rebuttals from the Ikea manager. You had enough.

‘Ms. ________ hold on—‘ And you closed the door. Fucking rat, why couldn’t he leave me alone and deal with his employee privately?

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You finally got the cheapest tv rack available from Ikea, completely contradicting yourself earlier when you said you would’ve rather shopped online. With the amount of cash Doyoung gave you, Ikea was probably a better choice.

‘Hey, you!’ What the fuck?

You turned around, and of course, it was the Ikea guy, but he wasn’t wearing his uniform. And he looked so much more attractive, no matter how much you didn’t want to admit it. With his dyed hair swept to the side and his oversized knit turtle neck, he looked so much… softer and calmer. Well that contrasted with his character. You crossed your arms, waiting for the man to come closer.

‘What was that about? Look, I know I didn’t help you and I do feel quite guilty about it, but was it really that necessary to—‘

‘Before you act like a dick again, I didn’t want it to happen either. I’m a petty ass person, and though it wasn’t mandatory to tell on you, which I’m sorry for by the way, you annoyed me despite how pretty you look. I’m pretty sure you still have your job, and I got my tv rack. So let’s just forget all of this happened, and move on with our petty lives— are you okay? Did I say something wrong’ Why is he looking at me like that?  He just smiled at me, tilting his head slightly, and it’s making you feel warm for some reason.

‘Well since you said that we both live petty lives, and called me pretty so thank you for that, let me take this—‘ he says, tearing the tv rack box open, grabbing one of the rack’s legs, which only made you stand in complete astonishment; what the mcfucking hell was he doing? ‘—and well, somehow find me babe!’ Yangyang shouts, walking away from you quicker and quicker.

‘GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, AND RETURN MY FUCKING LEG!’

‘By the way, I also think you look pretty!’ He’s worse than Kim Doyoung. He is actually so much worse than Kim Doyoung.

[neowinestainedress]

drunk on you, now i’m wasted

There was no way Sicheng was wasting a second not admiring him when he was just so painfully beautiful like that. All spread out for her to fill him up completely. His cheeks flushed and wet, his lips plump and red, his hair stuck against his sweaty forehead. And it was so exciting for Sicheng to know that that was the same Jaehyun that easily fucked her against a wall mercilessly. Sicheng felt so good knowing she was the only one who could get him on his knees and make a mess out of him.

Or where it doesn't take much for Jaehyun to get drunk on Sicheng and feel wasted.

-warnings: smut; foursome; cock warming; pegging; dirty talk; slight verbal humiliation; praise kink; oral sex; orgasm delay/denial; multiple orgasms; sex toys; mommy kink; aftercare  yes, Sicheng is a woman

The JohnJaeTeWin smut nobody asked for, but I’m sorry I love them and we need more sub-jaehyun.

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 "What are you thinking about?" Ten asked leaning closer to Sicheng from behind. His lips brushing timidly on her neck. "Just at how it's been a month since you bought me the new strap-on, and I still hadn't had the chance to use it." Sicheng replied with a sad expression on her face. Ten pouted. "Oh, poor baby. You want to top someone?" Ten was taunting, and Sicheng rolled her eyes, she didn't need this, not now when the only thought in her mind was Jaehyun at complete disposal for her to do anything with him. "I'm here if you want." He kept teasing, slowly unbuttoning his shirt with a smirk on his face.

"Ugh, you know what I want." And it was true, Ten knew it perfectly. Honestly, that was what he wanted too. It was strange how all of a sudden Ten and Sicheng started to be this close when at the start Ten couldn't even stand to hear her name. Three of them in a relationship weren't enough? And why the hell the fourth had to be a woman? He couldn't get it, to read: he was way to petty to act like a proper adult who knew that that could've happened since the first day he got into that type of relationship with two bisexual men. After three months of acting like a bitch, he started to get closer to Sicheng (mostly because Johnny and Jaehyun deprived him of sex) and found out that Sicheng was cool, cooler than he hoped she would be. And that they actually made a great duo. It took him two more months to get over the idea of vaginas as terrifying things and discover that playing with Sicheng was funny. So here they were now, being two bratty partners in crime who loved making Jaehyun and Johnny going crazy.

"Ask him." Ten said now sitting on her lap as his fingers were playing with her long wavy brown hair. "But...I'm shy." She whispered, her cheeks turned red. Ten laughed straight to her face. "I'm sorry, honey. But we both know that's a lie." He added after he saw her smile fall. "What if he doesn't want that?" She said seriously, Ten simply smiled at her and started to caress her face. It was kinda cute how Sicheng would worry so much about everything, even after a year together. Everything still felt new to her and she wasn't as brave as Ten at testing new unexplored territory with their boyfriends. In fact, Sicheng wanted to peg them for ages, it had always been stuck on her mind but she was too embarrassed -and scared of having them laugh at her face- to ask anything. It was thanks to Ten that Sicheng effectively got to do it just about four months before. Ten couldn't get it quite well, but he understood that he was shameless and knew the other boys longer than Sicheng did, so he also knew that they were pretty much down for everything as long as everyone involved was fine with it.

"You know he loves it, don't make me ask for it, again." He admonished. She sighed and then patted his thighs to make him stand up. "Fine, I will."

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Fun thing, Sicheng never asked. Three days had passed since their conversation, all mostly like Ten sending her glare to tell her to talk to Jaehyun and Sicheng mouthing 'later', followed by Ten rolling his eyes and Johnny watching them with a frown on his face not understanding what was going on between them. It was a late evening on Friday when Sicheng felt particularly brave and decided to -practically- do something and not only whine and cry on how much she needed to fuck someone. Nobody was home, Sicheng had finished her turn before so she had all the time by herself to get ready and put in action what she was fantasizing about. After eating something that was left in the fridge -hoping it wasn't something poisonous cooked by Ten, who then decided to keep it anyway just to get rid of someone of them- Sicheng took off her working clothes and took a swift shower. "Bitch, is you home?" Rolling her eyes at the sound of Ten entering the house, Sicheng peeked down the stairs and stuck her tongue out at him. "Why are you like this?" Sicheng then added puffing as she entered the kitchen. "No, why are -you- like this?" Ten asked cheeking her out from head to toe. Sicheng had nothing on but a towel who barely covered her slim and tall body -she was taller than him, and at the start that was one of the many of the other reasons why Ten hated her. "Want to impress someone? Maybe showering made you grown some guts and you finally decided to talk to him?" He smirked as he bit a mouthful of a toast he made in like one, two minutes? Sicheng doesn't know and honestly doesn't want to. "Oh, shut up and don't waste my time. I've got a surprise." Sicheng said turning around making her back sway as she left the room. "Wait, I wanna know. Sicheng -fuck." He said as a piece of bread got stuck in his throat while he was calling for Sicheng. "I'll kill her one day."

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"Honey, we're home." Johnny's low voice resounded around the house who seemed way too calm knowing the two subjects who were inside. As soon as Jaehyun and him glared at each other, questioning what was going on, a sound of heels on the floor made their head turn around. "Fuck." Jaehyun breathed out, his mind went blank as he immediately felt a shiver run down his spine. Sicheng was leaning against the handrail of the stairs. Her already long legs looked even longer in that black tight suit pants and the five-inch red decollete. But, damn, that wasn't the most breathtaking thing in front of their eyes. Her boobs were perfectly wrapped by the white blouse, so tight the bottoms could barely keep it together, and suspenders were placed at the side of her chest. A tie tightened around her neck finished the look as her long hair was raised in a ponytail. Sicheng looked so powerful like this. Sicheng was powerful. And Johnny and Jaehyun felt defenceless at that sight. Her body moved gracefully in the air as she made her way closer to the boys, and there, when a shy ray of moonlight hit her better, Jaehyun eyes got caught by something else. She was wearing a strap-on, it was clear by the prominence on her low waist. "Fuck." He cursed again, he was already getting hard. "You're keeping it quiet, now?" Sicheng asked, she was in front of him and he didn't even realize that. "You'll be screaming it louder later tonight." She whispered the last words in his ear, her hot breath hitting his neck causing him to bit his lips. He wanted to curse again, and again. It was always like that when Sicheng decided to switch, and to him, it was unbelievable how she could just be the best submissive person ever and then turn to be -this- dominant, sometimes even more than him. It drove him crazy, it fucked him up. And while he was lost in his thoughts, trying to gain back all the sanity Sicheng drained from his soul since they first met, he didn't see how Johnny was wiping away with kisses the beautifully wore red lipstick from her face. "You're so hot like this, babe." Johnny whispered pulling away, his big hands were cupped around Sicheng's ass. "I know, don't need to remind me." Yeah, also that, Sicheng could be very full of herself if she wanted to. "Hey, what have you done to him?" Again, way too immersed in admiring his partner's bodies he didn't see Ten coming down from upstairs and placing right in front of him, ready to mock him, as always. And, as expected, he was pointing at his already visible boner. "I'll get my revenge." He simply thought, but that was for later. Right now he was the target, and he knew that they wouldn't let him breathe -in any sense- that night. Not that he minded, but he had other things to think about, like trying not to lose his dignity when they didn't even start, yet, just because he was way too whipped for Sicheng. Check, failed. "Me? Nothing?" Sicheng answered with an angelic tone in her voice as she turned around facing both Ten and Jaehyun. The younger huffed and rolled his eyes, seriously? She had the audacity to say it wasn't her fault when she was just so breathtaking, sexy, beautiful and hot and fuck-maybe Jaehyun loved Sicheng a little too much. A slap followed his actions. "Hey!" He screamed. He knew exactly why she did that and it didn't even hurt much but learning from the best -Ten- putting on a scene always made things better. "I know what you're thinking, but it wasn't for that." Sicheng said slipping a hand through his light brown hair. "Aren't you a little bit too greedy, pup?" Jaehyun closed his eyes, a dumb smile on his face, he really wanted to make it disappear but his mind was already too far gone. He won't survive the night, he knows it damn well. He knows himself, and how much he likes all this shit. And he knows his partners would never lose the change to take him to the edge and make a mess out of him. "Look at you, you like it?" Sicheng smaller hands cupped his face and forced him to look at her in her eyes. "Just got home and you're already extremely hard. Baby boy wants to get fucked, doesn't he?" She whispered, her voice was always warm and somehow low, but in this situation, it was just so raspy and hot that sometimes Jaehyun felt like he could come by that only -and he probably really could, didn't try, yet. "Yes, please." His voice sounded like a cry, already desperate, and his cheeks and ears turned red as his brain suddenly realized that Johnny and Ten were also there, staring right at him. "Gettin shy?" Talk about the devil. Johnny's voice made his dick throb in his tight jeans, the moments when he and Johnny got to have fun together were rare, it was always three of them, all together or one of them with Ten and Sicheng, but rarely them two. That didn't stop them from loving each other and neither loving to have fun with each other. But he wasn't that used to have that kind of attention from him. "Not answering? That's kinda rude since you're asking us to fuck you." Johnny said again, this time more stern and dominant. A shiver run down Jaehyun's spine -and dick. "N-no, I...yes." He mumbled out the first words that came in his mind not knowing quite well what to say. Well, ten minutes into this and he was already brain dead. Good job, Jaehyun. "Stupid puppy." Sicheng said, and both Ten and Johnny laughed at him. His ears turned as red as Sicheng's lipstick if that was even possible but he seriously felt stupid at that moment. "Why don't you go upstairs and wait for us with your pretty ass up in the air?" Sicheng asked gently stroking his face, her thumb on his soft lips. She wanted to kiss him so bad.

Jaehyun simply nodded -not able to create a comprehensible phrase, and without any other words, he ran upstairs.

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Jaehyun didn't waste a moment to get rid of his clothes, he wanted to throw them on the floor and swiftly get ready on the bed but at the same time he didn't want to seem so desperate, he knew he would give them other reasons to make fun of him through the night and he had already started in the worst way, recovering now was a good option. After having piled his clothes on the desk he moved to the bed, his right cheek pressed against the pillow, staring at the door in anticipation, and ass up in the air, firstly because they told him to and secondly because the slight brush of his dick on the covers would've got him shaking. "Look at you." Sicheng voice made him open his eyes wide, the room was kinda dark as the only light came from the abatjour on the desk opposite to the bed. He couldn't see well, also due to the position he was. But he liked it, not knowing who was near him or what they were gonna do to him, okay, maybe he loved it since thinking about it made his cock throb another time. A hand placed around his ass cheek, it was smooth and small, he could tell it was Ten's. "Isn't he beautiful?" He said caressing him, and a smile painted Jaehyun face as pride rushed over him. "So soft and pale, it feels like I'm touching porcelain." He said moving closer to Jahyun's ring of nerves, teasing it lightly with his thumb. A soft moan escaped his lips. "So fragile, maybe I should stop touching or it will break." Ten said pulling away. "No." Jaehyun exclaimed, his voice breaking in his throat. Sicheng laughed, it was definitely her. "Baby, baby, you should be more patient." She said leaning closer to him, her hands were messing his hair and he wanted to move, seeking for more contact and affection. But he couldn't. "But I've been." He whispered, no he didn't, but he couldn't care less. It hadn't even been bad so there was no reason for not wanting more. A huff left Johnny's lips "You shouldn't lie." He warned slapping his ass. Jaehyun leapt. "Please..." Jaehyun cried out. "Please what, pup? Tell us what you want." She said, her fingers making her way to his mouth asking for permission to enter. He opened up. "Tou-touch me." Jaehyun hardly said trying to breathe. "How you want to be touched, pup?" Jaehyun moaned as Sicheng kept pushing her fingers inside his mouth, maybe he had a problem with his oral fixation. Yes, he surely had it. But that wouldn't be the biggest problem. "Ten, please." "I said how, not, who. Are you that stupid?" Sicheng said in a stern voice pulling her fingers out. "No, I-" Jaehyun tried to mumble out but his voice got stuck in his mouth when another slap ended on his ass. It was Sicheng this time. "You're not even good at listening, I don't think you deserve these attentions." She said rubbing the redder part of his body. "No, please, Sicheng." Her fingers tangled through his hair and she pulled strongly against herself causing his lower back to arch up. "What? Say it again, pup, if you dare." "Mommy, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Jaehyun cried out tightening his eyes. Not able to keep eye contact with her. "Good boy." Sicheng said letting go the grip suddenly, causing his head to bob against the pillow. "Since you can't answer we'll decide, okay?" She said gesturing Ten to take care of him. Jaehyun simply nodded, at this point, everything was fine as long as they touched him. "You wanted me, right baby?" Ten said getting on the bed, Jaehyun could feel the movement of the mattress under him.

"Yes..." He said in a shaky voice, pushing his ass higher in the air, his back arched perfectly. He just wanted to be ruined, couldn't care much of anything else, not even how pathetic he looked.

"You're so fucking desperate." Ten said getting closer to him, his lower back making contact with Jaehyun's ass. "Now suck." He ordered putting two digits in his mouth, not so sweetly. And Jaehyun did. Closing his pinky lips around them and then swirling his tongue in his mouth. His eyelashes fluttered on his cheeks as he enjoyed the feeling.

"Fucking beautiful." Johnny whispered. He couldn't see him, but from his voice, he could tell he was beside the bed. "Stop. We got better things to do." Ten said pulling away. Jaehyun whined but the Thai boy didn't listen and moved his fingers down to his ass. "Want to suck something?" Johnny was now in front of Jaehyun, towering over him. His pants were gone, and the only thing covering his boner was his underwear. "You want something to stuff that pretty mouth of yours?" Jaehyun nodded trying to hold back the moans caused by Ten's attention down there and the things Johnny was saying. "Can you keep daddy's dick warm while Ten eats you out?" He asked caressing his cheeks and Jaehyun nodded, a shy smile on his face. "Really? Sicheng do you think he can?" He asked mockingly.

"No, that pretty mouth is too small for your cock, isn't it, pup?"

"No, I'm good, daddy. I can take, I- fuck." He mumbled out, he felt dizzy. Trying to keep attention at the two of them felt impossible when Ten was working him open, his fingers entering him slowly and brushing his most sensitive spots.

"I'll be a good boy and keep your cock warm." He finished holding back moans. Without adding another word, Johnny got on the bed, sitting with his legs open on the pillow beneath Jaehyun's head. And so Jaehyun did it. Resting his cheeks on Johnny's thigh he tried to take in his mouth as much of Johnny's dick he could. But fuck, Johnny was so big, and he wasn't the one sucking cocks usually. He wanted to do it, though, he promised Johnny and for personal pride -he had to -and he also just wanted something to suck.

"Good boy, just like that." Johnny whispered running his fingers through his hair to make him relax as he felt his dick rest on Jaehyun's tongue.

"Fuck, you're so tight." This time Ten was talking, his three fingers were buried deep inside Jaehyun and he could perfectly feel how tight he was as he clenched around him.

"But you're so...pretty like that." Ten emphasised the word 'pretty', he knew Jaehyun loved to be called that and it worked since a soft moan left his lips -well, what could be heard of that since the position he was. "So pink and hot for me, for us." He kept praising him leaning closer with his mouth. Jahyun whimpered when Ten's tongue licked his entrance and swirled around, his dick was leaking pre-cum and he already felt so close. A muffled 'fuck' left his mouth, as he tried to steady his breath through his nose, it was harder than he expected. Johnny's big cock blocked all the air from the mouth and sucking sent him into other space, which made it hard for him to focus on something that was actually pretty important -breathing. And the amazing oral sex Ten was giving him wasn't helping. "A beautiful peach." Sicheng said. Jaehyun couldn't see her, she was probably looking at him from behind, enjoying the best view Jaehyun offered. His cheeks turned red at the thought, he could kinda feel Sicheng's burning gaze on his skin, and that was so hot. Sicheng eyes were so beautiful and intense, so much that sometimes it felt impossible for him to look at her. And fuck, he just hated how powerful she was over him because even now, that he had Johnny and Ten taking care of him, the thing that turned him on the most was Sicheng looking at him, seeing how good he was being, how beautiful he was just for them, for her. And all of that put together was just too much for him, he couldn't take it anymore. Not letting go of Johnny's dick he muffled a shy 'please' as tears were streaming down his face and a groan left the oldest's mouth. "Please what?" Sicheng asked. "Wanna com-ah." Johnny pulled him away, the vibrations he sent were too much, Jahyun wasn't truly sucking him, but the warmth of his mouth and the random sucking were enough to drive him crazy.

"Hold on a little bit more, Ten will let you come, right baby?" Ten whispered a 'yes' against his sensible ring of nerves and Jaehyun dick throbbed. With his mouth now free he could let out all the moans he had to suppress before. Ten was just so fucking good he could see stars. "I don't think his pretty little hole is ready to take mommy's big cock." Sicheng said sitting on the other side of the bed. Jaehyun's head snapped up, his eyes now open were looking straight at hers. "No, I am. I will take you so good, mommy." He cried out in a soft breathy voice. But then, without a warning, Ten spat on his asshole and pushed four fingers inside. "Fuck." Jaehyun screamed closing his eyes, his head fell back on Johny's tight and then he felt his hands in his hair, massaging his scalp. Ten started to fuck him mercilessly, pumping hard inside out causing tears to roll down his pretty flushed cheeks. And damn, Jaehyun was so hot like that. Ten wanted so bad to fuck him, it was such a waste to a have a masterpiece like this in front of him and not being able to come, but he knew that somebody else was in line for that and, to be honest, seeing Sicheng fuck him was way hotter than him fucking Jaehyun. "Ten, please..." Jaehyun barely spat out, his moans getting in the way, his orgasm building up in his stomach -again. But this time he wouldn't have been able to stop it. And he didn't, when Ten touched his prostate, again and again, he lost it, coming all over the sheets beneath him, a particularly long low moan left his mouth as his chest panted heavily, still shaking from the pleasure. Silence filled the room as Ten pulled out, just an almost silent curse could be heard when Ten gasped seeing Jaehyun's hole gape, clenching into nothing. "Oh, what do we have to do with you." Sicheng said, her hands grabbed his waist making him turn around, now his back was laying flat against the mattress, and fuck, Sicheng's breath got stuck in her throat because Jaehyun was just way too beautiful like this. His face all flushed red, cheeks wet for the tears and lips red and swollen. A work of art, the most beautiful one Sicheng ever seen. His eyelashes fluttered and she felt her heart skip a bit, Sicheng couldn't believe he was her baby. When did she get so lucky? "You look so wasted already, do you think my puppy can take more?" As much as she wanted to praise him out loud she knew she couldn't loosen the grip. "Yes, please mommy, I need you." He whispered. "Wasn't Ten enough?" She teased getting up from the bed, just to get rid of her pants and heels. Like this Jaehyun could see better the outlines of the strap-on hidden behind her red laced culotte. A moan left his mouth as his dick was starting to get hard again. "She asked you something." Johnny said bringing him back to reality. "Yes, I mean no, I-" Again, he couldn't get nothing that made sense out of his brain. "I think Ten was more than enough." She said leaving Jaehyun speechless. Rationally, he knew that Sicheng wouldn't have got away with that only but right now his rationality wasn't there -actually, it abandoned him at the start of the night. So shy huffs came from him as he moved on the bed, trying to adjust himself, whine and grab attention. "You came without permission, I thought you said you were going to be a good boy." Sicheng said, leaning now closer to Ten who was sitting at the edge of the other side of the bed. "Maybe he could show you how to be a good boy." A grin grew on Ten's face as Jaehyun felt his anger and jealousy rush in his vein. Bingo. Sicheng thought. Putting Ten and Jaehyun, two of the most competitive people she knew, against each other? While they were both cravings for praises and dick? A hell of a ride. Johnny smiled at her, knowing well that from now on it would've been even funnier. Ten couldn't complain, that night his dominant role had lasted more than enough, he liked it, surely, but nothing was better than having all the attention on him and being praised for his body and the things he could do. And showing off how to be the best baby boy he could? Damn, he was totally there for it. Jaehyun, instead, wanted to complain, a lot. He hated competition -being honest, he hated competition when he knew he couldn't win. And with Ten he couldn't, as much as he wanted to, as much as he tried. He simply didn't have the stamina the older had. There was no way he could be better. But he hated losing, he wanted to be praised, to ear from Sicheng that he was good, that he was her good beautiful boy. He wanted to show off how good he was -because he was. Maybe not as Ten, but he was. And he was beautiful, he knew that. He just needed to hear them say it. He wanted to complain out loud but Ten was faster than him and with a swift move he found himself on Johnny's lap. Jaehyun rolled his eyes, Sicheng saw it from her peripherical view but let it go. He couldn't believe him, he was pulling the 'watch how I take him in one go' card just to brag about how it seemed he was made for Johnny's dick. "Come here." Sicheng patted the space in front of her, she was sitting cross-legged at the opposite side of them, she could see them perfectly, but Sicheng wanted Jaehyun to see them. "Good, on your knees now." Sicheng demanded. "Eyes focused on them." She then whispered in his ear, turning his face directly at their boyfriends. Johnny was fingering Ten as the younger was grinding against him. Hot. But Jaehyun couldn't enjoy it completely. He just wanted one thing, but he knew that to get it he had to listen, and so he did. Getting on his knees he kept his attention on the boys. Sicheng left for a brief moment, he wanted to turn around, to check that she didn't leave him all alone, but he couldn't. Coming back behind him, Jaehyun could feel the texture of a rope closing around his wrists. "Fuck." He cried out, his dick getting now completely hard due to the sight in front of him and the sensation of the rope that was being tightened around his hands. "Now stay still and enjoy the show." Sicheng whispered in his ear. He nodded but he felt like he wanted to cry when she sat closer to the two and not next to him. Mind reminder for himself: hug Sicheng for a whole day as a revenge for this contact deprivation. All the softness fell apart when suddenly Ten aligned Johnny's dick to his entrance and took him in one go. Ten softer moans mixed with Johnny's deep groans, as the younger went down completely. And fuck, that was just so hot. Jaehyun couldn't take his eyes away from the space were his boyfriends were united. They fitted so perfectly, they were made for each other, and as much he thought that maybe Ten liked to brag a little too much, he simply thought it was amazing how well he could take Johnny so easily. "God, Ten, you're so good." As Johnny said that, Jaehyun's dick throbbed. His low, raspy voice was so sexy. But Johnny himself sent him to heaven. The way his black hair was now a mess with few strands falling on his face, or how his lashes fell beautifully on his cheeks as he enjoyed the feeling of Ten riding him. Or how his muscles tensed making him look even hotter. A breathy moan left his lips as he let his head fall back, just how much he wanted to be Ten right now. "Like what you see?" The oldest in the room asked teasingly looking at him for a moment. Jaehyun nodded, not able to do anything else. "Could have been you, but you don't know how to behave." He finished with a smirk on his face, that soon after was also painted on Ten's face, that little bitch and his super-ego. A groan left Jaehyun's mouth and then he huffed. He had been good, they just liked to make him go crazy. "Daddy, fuck, you're so big." Ten brought all of the attention back on him, as his hips kept moving up and down, creating lewd noises as their skin clapped against each other. "But you're so good for me, baby. Look at how well you take me." Johnny praised him and a stupid smile plastered on his face. Jaehyun wanted to cry, maybe scream, do anything to gain a little attention from them but he knew that he would've worsened the situation, so he tried to keep quiet, ignore the almost painful boner he had between his legs and wished for them to finish faster. Or at least for Sicheng to have some mercy and maybe take care of him, just a little, he wasn't asking for much. But nothing, Sicheng eyes were fixed on their boyfriends' bodies, paying more attention at her he noticed how one hand was playing with herself down between her legs and another moan escaped his mouth. Sicheng turned to him and caught him staring. A devilish smile crept on her face. "Bet you want to be the one touching me, am I right?" Jaehyun nodded energetically, he knew that by now Sicheng was dripping wet, there was no way she hadn't been affected by all of this and he just wanted to eat her out like she deserved. He was hoping for something to change but no, they weren't done teasing. Johnny's hands swiftly reached for her body, unbuttoning the blouse. Sicheg's boobs sprang free as soon as the top was off and fuck, they were so beautiful. They weren't particularly big, more like medium but they were so full and soft. Johnny wasted no time sucking the right nipple and then slightly pulling away holding it between his teeth. Sicheng's head rolled back as a soft moan left her mouth. Her hands tangled around Johnny's hair as he kept working on her. And Jaehyun felt so close again because the sight in front of him was too much to take. Ten bouncing on Johnny's cock, with his eyes closed and his lips parted letting free the most beautiful moans ever. Johnny trying to meet him midway while he also stayed focused on Sicheng while her red lips were being bitten to quite down the messy sounds she was doing. And then him, tightened and in a corner, hard as hell as he just wanted to touch them or being touched by them. "You're so hot, fuck." He breathed out, trying desperately to remind them he was there too -they knew it perfectly, and it was even more frustrating. "You too, baby." Sicheng moaned, but his pride had no time to build up that got destroyed again "All hot and bothered waiting patiently for us, looking like the most desperate puppy needing for attention." "Yes, I am. Please, please." He cried out nervously moving on the bed, he was desperate, he knew that. For them? He would've never stopped being it. "Later." Sicheng tone got deeper, almost as if she disconnected from her state of mind absorbed in Johnny's touch, Jaehyun gulped and lowered his head. Later. "I'm so close, god-" Ten said in a breathy voice. His eyes were now open, staring at the view in front of him. Johnny pulled away from Sicheng making a sad sigh escape from her mouth. "Come with me, baby." Johnny's deep voice was the last thing Ten needed to get off completely, with one last strong movement of their hips meeting midway they both came, Ten all over Johnny's torso and the older inside of him. Still riding their orgasms, their chest panted quickly, their forehead rested on each other, as their lips crushed together in sloppy and messy kisses. Jaehyun sighed, he just wanted to be kissed too. Fortunately, this time, his wish was granted pretty soon. Sicheng turned around and crawled to him, her hands rubbing his thighs. His fogged eyes were staring right into hers, silently begging for more. Rising her upper body, Sicheng made their lips collide for the first time that night and Jaehyun felt like flying. It had been waiting all night just for that. It started slowly, almost painfully, but soon enough it turned messier and rougher. Jaehyun moaned in the kiss, Sicheng plump and soft lips sent him straight to heaven. Her hands were roaming on his body, making him crave for more, he just wanted to touch her too, to kiss every inch of Sicheng's perfect skin, but the rope kept him from doing it. He whined. "You've been so good, pup." Sicheng breathed out in the middle of one of their kisses and Jaehyun smiled. "Tell me what you want." "You." He breathed out, his voice shaking. He should've elaborate better but right now, that was the most sincere thing he could say. He had been waiting all night for Sicheng to touch him, kiss him, ruin him. He couldn't care, he just wanted to become a mess under her hands. And Sicheng didn't complain, not asking for more explanation. The teasing has lasted long enough, and by this point, not even she could take it anymore. So Sicheng moved her hands to free him from the rope and then gestured him to lay on the bed. "Look at your hard thick cock, isn't it a waste not to use it?" Sicheng asked starting to pump up and down. "No, I want you- fuck." Jaehyun shook his head fastly. "But your pretty dick is so big, it fills me up so good. I could ride you." Sicheng said brushing her thumb on the slit on the head. Jaehyun rolled his eyes from the pleasure he was receiving and bit his lips trying to find the words to say. "No, please, mommy. Fuck me, ah." His voice trembled from the stimulation she was giving him. "Are you sure you want that? Leaving your dick laying there?" "Yes, please mommy fuck me 'till I can't breathe." He said desperately, and that was everything Sicheng needed to get free from her panties and align her strap-on at his entrance. Ten had fingered him before but Jaehyun wasn't so used at this, so she took anyway a little bit of time to finger him. "I'm ready, I can take it, plea-" His begs died in his throat when Sicheng entered him decisively, not giving him time to finish. She pulled his legs around her waist and sunk down completely, the tip of the dildo touching his sensitive spot. "Fuck, see, you're as good as Ten." Sicheng praised and Jaehyun heart skipped a beat, a smile appeared on his face as he heard Ten huff at the side of the bed, followed by a slap on his ass by Johnny and an "ouch". But right now he couldn't think of Ten's show, he had Sicheng right where he wanted and that was all that mattered. Sicheng started moving slowly, her hips going inside out, rotating too. She was so good at it, knowing exactly how to move and the right angulation that drove him crazy. "It feels so good." Jaehyun said keeping his eyes closed. "God! Fuck-" Jaehyun gasped. Lost in his pleasure, Jaehyun didn't hear the sound of something vibrating, so when the vibrator made contact with his sensitive head he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Wher-" "Shh, will you be a good boy for mommy?" Sicheng hushed him down, placing her hand around his neck, choking him slightly. Jaehyun simply nodded, not being able to do anything else. "Like this, you're so hot and wet for me, baby." She said thrusting hard inside of him as the other hand held the vibrator still on his throbbing dick. "Mommy, please. It's too much." Jaehyun mumbled out, tears were rolling down his face as he could feel another orgasm build up in his stomach, his visions get blurry and his muscles trembling. He had only come once properly but for the whole night he kept on killing more oncoming orgasms, and Sicheng was just too hot for him, with her long hair falling in her face as the tail loosened, and her boobs bouncing up and down. "We just started, you don't want this do end yet." Sicheng managed to say through her moans, the vibrations sent by the dildo inside of her and Jaehyun in front of her were starting to make her lose points. She let go of her hold on his neck just to leave kisses there and bite makrs. "But mommy." Jaehyun cried out, suddenly he felt two pair of lips on his, completely dizzy it took some seconds to understand it was Ten.

"You're such a good boy, peach." Ten whispered close to him, running his fingers through his hair, trying to calm him down. "I'm not." Jaehyun mumbled out closing his legs around Sicheng's waist. He just wished he was as good as Ten at holding on and controlling his orgasms but he wasn't, not when he was deep in his sub-space.

"Yes, you are." The Chinese girl said, removing the vibrator from his sensitive spot. She leaned down reaching for his lips, trying to comfort him.

"Are you with me?" Sicheng asked, stopping for a moment since Jaehyun appeared spaced out.

"Y-yes, go on, please. Ruin me." Jaehyun said looking at Sicheng in the eyes. They kissed another time, sloppily and roughly. Then Sicheng started where she stopped. Grabbing Jaehyun waist she raised him a little, making him tightening his hold around her, this way she could get a lot deeper. Jaehyun was feeling every inch.

"Mommy fucks you so good." Ten said while playing with Jaehyun's left nipple.

"And you look so, so pretty, Jae." The older started kissing him slowly, pushing his moans back in his throat. Jaehyun tiredly tried to kiss him back but he felt like he couldn't command his body anymore, he felt like he had left his soul in Sicheng's hands and trusted her with it.

"Your pink little hole is so tight, baby." Sicheng let out a raspy moan as she threw her head back, just to get back to the main subject of the night. Jaehyun. There was no way Sicheng was wasting a second not admiring him when he was just so painfully beautiful like that. All spread out for her to fill him up completely. His cheeks flushed and wet, his lips plump and red, his hair stuck against his sweaty forehead. And it was so exciting for Sicheng to know that that was the same Jaehyun that easily fucked her against a wall mercilessly. Sicheng felt so good knowing she was the only one who could get him on his knees and make a mess out of him.

"You are a masterpiece completely ruined." She breathed out.

"Fuck, look at your teary eyes still begging for more, it's never enough for you, right?" Jaehyun nodded and let out an airy 'yes'. His hands were frenetically trying to grab onto something and the closest thing he found was Johnny's hand.

"Mommy, harder please." He begged, trying to meet her in the middle. The vibrator was put aside, throw somewhere behind them so that Sicheng could completely focus on him and her movements.

"Yes, like that." He mewled as Sicheng brushed against his prostate.

"Oh, pretty boy, you were made for mommy's cock, weren't you?" Sicheng started praising him, she knew he loved it and well, he deserved it.

"You're being so good for us."

Jaehyun dumbly smiled through his whines and Ten's kisses.

"You're so hot that Ten and I are hard again." Johnny said, his voice was low as it was usually when he was about to come and, sliding out of his deepest subspace for a moment, Jaehyun could hear the sound of him jerking off.

"Daddy," He rolled his eyes as a particularly deep and hard thrust hit him "please, on -on my face."

"Are you sure?" Johnny asked moving closer to his face as he held his dick in his hands.

"Yes, please, give it to me." He urged looking at him with doe eyes, his wet long eyelashes fluttering.

"Jesus," Johnny groaned at the sight gripping tightly the base of his cock "If that's what you want."

"You're such a slut." Sicheng said slapping lightly his cheek making his head turn to the side. Then Johnny spurted out, covering his face in white. Jaehyun opened his mouth wide, trying to grab a taste of the white substance coming out from his boyfriend.

"God, you're so greedy, babe." Ten mocked him as he collected some of Johnny's cum just to push it down Jaehyun's mouth, making him swallow. "Bet you would take the both of 'em at the same time." He pinched his nipple and Jaehyun simply nodded, it was getting too much. Sicheng moaned higher as she pictured him being fucked by the two of them. If she could barely take this view how was she going to survive that?

"Would you?" Ten asked with a stern voice, demanding attentions Jaehyun wasn't really able of giving him.

"Y-yes." He stuttered, the thought turned him on even more, being fucked by Johnny and Sicheng at the same time, all the marks and bruises to remind him nobody else could see him like this, or how full he would be. His dick throbbed. "Thinking about it, peach?" Ten asked not so sweetly as he licked a bit of Johnny's cum from his lips. "Yeah." Jaehyun sobbed. "But you're hole so little, you could never. I could." He teased and Jaehyun mumbled a 'no' in response shaking his head. Then everything disappeared, he felt a knot in his stomach and his thighs started shaking. "I'm close, I'm-" "Let it go, puppy. Come with me, fuck." Sicheng said leaning closer to him, her orgasm was there too, her thrusts were now a mess, as she tried to ride both of their pleasures. And he let go, holding on her tiny waist and throwing his head back he came all over his chest with a loud cry. His walls clenched around the plastic and it was a shame that Sicheng couldn't really feel it, but seeing his hole thighing was enough for her to get off. "Baby, fuck." She screamed as her orgasm hit her slightly after Jaehyun's. Sicheng fell on top of Jaehyun, not really minding all the cum that covered him. They would've thought about it later, even tomorrow. Then she pulled out slowly and rolled to the side, falling behind him. Jaehyun's eyes were closed as he tried to come back on heart, getting out of his subspace.

꧁꧂

"It was so intense." He breathed out, his chest was still moving erratically. "Yes, it was." Sicheng smiled pulling out of her the double end strap-on.

"You did so well." Ten praised climbing on top of him leaving few kisses here and there. "And we also did a mess." Johnny said coming back inside the room with two wet towels, he soon started to clean Jaehyun up, they would've thought about the rest tomorrow.

"It was worthy, I guess." Sicheng said propping on her elbows to look at her oldest boyfriend.

"You were so good, baby." Sicheng then whispered turning her attention at Jaehyun as she caressed his hair out of his face. "You look so sweet like this, you know. Sweet and deadly." She susurrated staring at his parted lips. Jaehyun was beautiful like a poisonous flower, so enchanting it attracted everybody close just to eat them up completely. Sicheng remembers when they first met, and how intimidating he seemed, walking around like a God -she is still convinced he is- and how she thought it was impossible getting close to him. It seemed like a joke that now she was the one who made him weak and how intimate they got, knowing each other so deeply to the point the shared their most fragile parts.

"Please, I want cuddles." Jaehyun begged in a soft voice bringing her back to reality. "Can we do it all together?" He pouted.

"Of course, babe." Sicheng answered. And so they were laying in their king-size bed, Johnny and Ten at the extreme while Sicheng and Jaehyun were in the middle. Jaehyun held on Sicheng's body like a koala, resting his face on her boob, and Ten hugged him from behind, his mouth against his neck. Meanwhile, Johnny was hugging Sicheng as he stretched his arm out to hug them all.

"You know I love you all so much." Jaehyun muttered after some minutes of silence where they simply enjoyed each other presence.

"Of course, we love you too." Johnny said smiling fondly.

"Really, you are the best things that ever been mine and life could give me. I don't know what I would be without you." He said in a more serious voice.

"Fuck, Jae. It's not the right time to make me cry." Ten said sniffing through his nose.

"I'm sorry, I changed my mind, you're the only one I don't love." Jaehyun said ironically but Ten, being the drama queen he is, gasped and pulled away from the boy. They all laughed, except Ten of course. But Ten sad face was soon enough swept away by Jaehyun's kisses on his lips, causing Ten to smile through them and giggle lightly.

"I think we're all really glad we got each other. It's family, right?" Sicheng said as she leaned her head on Johnny's chest and caressed Jaehyun and Ten hair.

"Family." They answered as one.

As darkness surrounded them and silence fall between them, sleep started to wash over them. But all of a sudden Johnny talked.

"So, the bet for the double is still open?" Johnny asked giggling.

"Oh, shut up. Let me breathe." Jaehyun cursed under his teeth as he rolled his eyes causing everyone to laugh.

But deep down they all knew that, sooner or later, it will happen because now that Ten put it in everyone's mind there was no way they would've stopped thinking about it. Especially Jaehyun.

[benisalilbitch]

for the tw3 rating game: triss and/or keira?

Thank you!! Here you go with two very hot sorceresses

Triss Merigold

I hate her. I'm very sorry but it's the truth... Will still bang because I'm not blind and I have needs. 13/10

I'm sorry for being so harsh but I just dont like her. I will still rate her fairly because I'm a bisexual mess and my horny ass will still fuck this very hot sorceress. Now that that's out of the way, I will proceed to give Triss as much love as I can.

I do have a thing for redheads, you can ask my bae Olgierd. I don't understand her hairstyle very much, but damn doesn't she look hot in it? Triss is a very powerful sorceress and I do wonder what would be like to fuck with someone who has magic and even more someone as hot as her. Triss strikes me as more of a sub and I don't really think of myself as a dominant person in a relationship (maybe why we don't vibe... and she's also a bitch), so I know we just wouldn't work out, but we can still have hate sex and I wouldn't mind a single bit.

If you're into that though... Oh boy, do I have good news for you. Triss is definitely a people pleaser and if you manage to get in bed with her, you're in for a treat. She also seems like a very fun drunk and I'm very into that. I'm a fun drunk myself and I know we would just have a lot of fun in and outside the bedroom.

I'm also a huge fan of how she dresses because of two very important things... Her color scheme and the type of clothes she wears (her boobs). As I've mentioned before, I love people who know how to dress and Triss isn't the exception. Her clothes suit her a lot and she looks damn fine in a cloak. Anyone with a cloak gets bonus hot points from me. I don't particularly like her voice, but I know she indeed has a very nice voice, just not my type. Also, that power play when she makes fire balls rain? Hot as fuck (hehe). Love me some powerful women because I'm a slut for them.

I'm not saying I wouldn't mind if Triss wants to hit me up sometime so we can fuck or something... But I totally wouldn't mind. I'd just have to make sure to bring some wine first.

Keira Metz

She is so much fun, very classy and so bitchy. I love her. Would bang 13.5/10

Let's start by stating the obvious. If you don't like Keira's outfit, you're a hoe and you need to go back to your boring closet. Huge fan of women (and men) with cleavage. Keira is just so sarcastic, but also very smart and powerful. She was a lot of help in that surprise Wild Hunt mission that I died like 10 times in. Gavella glan or whatever, after you hear that 100 times, it just won't leave your head.

Keira is a woman who knows what she wants and goes after it. She made it pretty clear with our thot Geralt by making him a gigolo when he claimed he wasn't. What a slut, am I right? I definitely wasn't expecting a full nude Keira that was moaning like a porn star, but I'm not complaining at all.

She's also such a little shit. After fucking/tricking Geralt she stole his shoes (I know it's a mf glitch, but let me believe she's just petty like that) and I died. I vibe so hard with her because I, too, would have stolen something from the very hot man I just fucked. It was funny af watching Geralt run around shoeless.

My girl is also very soft and vulnerable, we also see that side of her when she fears for her life and has nowhere to go. Luckily, I invited her to Kaer Morhen to come with me so we could have some fun. Keira is definitely a sorceress you don't want to mess with. I would also gladly have a fairy tale dinner with her and some very hot sex under the stars because I'm romantic like that

I also digged that she was getting dolled up before fighting The Wild Hunt because you obviously need to look sexy af if you're gonna be fighting bad guys (and are gonna meet your future husband, which I totally ship). Yas, queen! Kill them with your hottness and show them who's boss.

Keira is one hot blonde and she is my princess now. I will make sure to provide romantic dinners for her whenever she wants and endless sex under the moonlight.

Send me The Witcher 3 characters and I'll rate them along with my thot thoughts.

[lysieblu]

When the Camellia Blooms

So I decided to do commentary this time. I usually have a lot to say when wacthing dramas but forget it all quickly.

Mild Spoilers Ahead

I’ve renamed the characters because auto-correct sucks if your first language isn’t Korean.

Oh Dong-Baek - Dongbaek

Hwang Yong-sik - Smiley

Choi Hyang-mi / Choi Go-eun - Clepto Waitress

No Gyu-tae - Tae or Gyu-tae

Hong Ja-young  - Baseball, baseball dude

Jo Jung-sook, Dongbaek’s mom - Mama bear

Deok-soon, Yong-sik’s mom - Ma dukes

Why is it that society can take anything and make it a reason to put others down. Humans ain't shit. Episode 6 “Girls like me are like the Emperor's New Clothes... Good guys cants see me.” Best quote of the whole drama so far. Clepto waitress, I love her. She was weird and I wasn't sure if she was playing old dude, Tae. But she was and kinda genius at it. Men help create the traps they get caught in. Is Dongbaek really going to die in the end because it really sucks as this sad girl narrative goes. Being an orphan and or single mom does not doom you. The society in which she lived did. She was a fighter and would always win. The fact that she made it so far in life despite believing the bs others were telling her and the shit she was telling herself is worthy of praise. Episode 7 Smart girl to keep a tab of bad behavior. I just wish she had a bit more confidence, petty, and bad bitch in her delivery. This self deprecating behavior is getting old now. But this kind of behavior can't be unlearned in a night. It's so frustrating. This is why I can't be a therapist. Get a grip bitch. (kidding I know how healing works) all you can really do is pour in the positive and hope it flushes out the negative. That's why smiley is good for her but God he's annoying. He may be good and all but he had def benefited from her lack of boundaries. The dead girl at the end is the Clepto waitress. She stole the bracelet from Dongbaek and thus why the dead body is wearing it. Go Gye-tae has something to do with the murders. He is too punk to do them himself. But he knows and is close to the murderer. The timing of the alarm at the aesticians office. Tae saved her  I think it's the handy man. Episode 8 Chief is looking really suspect. Clepto waitress has crossed the line to disrespectful. Is she really risking hurting Dongbaek to get baseball dude? I think extortion always been her MO. Mom was referring to her when she said watch who you trust. I don't think she's the killer but bitch is not innocent. Episode 9 I hate bitches. It's true that for some people who never grew the fuck up... Hate is their love language. Cliques need a common enemy to thrive and they are weak as fuck. It doesn’t help that Dongbaek never puts them in their place. Me and Dongbaek are the same age and had our kid about the same time. I don't think the killer is female. Unless that bitch is Ronda Rousey I would like to believe I can fight off a bitch with chicken wire. Chief is looking suspect as hell. Why is he always throwing Smiley off the track or avoiding the case. He knows something. I am by no means taking baseball guys side, however I do feel that both parents should be given the opportunity to be parents to their kid. It's unfair to not tell him about his child when he clearly wants to be a father. The scar can go both ways. You son can resent you for keeping this from his father. Pil clearly knows what's up. Dongbaek is growing up. In a way, this is a death flag. But I still don't believe it's her. Episode 10 There isn't a cloud in the sky. They are walking around without coats. And you expect me to believe that it's cold enough for snow. I still feel like Joker isn't a female but her mom is looking hella suspect. What if the connection between all the victims is Dongbaek. Maybe they somehow did her wrong and crazy momma bear was protecting her. But I really can't see her climbing out of a window. Plus the fire alarm.   Trust no one. A lot of people have said the "don't be a joke" line. I called it. That ending was more of a death red flag. So the dead lady is Clepto waitress. She probably died because she obviously owes debts. Dude in hair salon was creepy. But that is separate from joker. I know this goofy mug. I've seen it somewhere (Googling it) ah.. yes... Mr Smiley was in Midnight Runners, playing a cop there too if I remember correctly. Episode 11 A bunch of elementary school kids fighting over baseball. Me yelling at my TV: GET EM!!! Let me tell y'all. I would have been on that field lighting shit up, whipping everyone's ass. Little boy go get yo momma so she can get your ass beating. 😡 Chief is acting wonky. He knows something. What's with the mom? She seems so protective... Now? What about her dad? What if Dongbaek's parents are some crazy con artists who are protecting their daughter by killing off people who conned her? They are basically trying to tell her to "get a grip bitch!" Or "don't be a joke." And did you see her grab the belt and wrap around her fist? She knows what the fuck she's doing. (I want her on my team in a fight) Why is Dongbaek not questioning her lucidity? 🤔 Clepto waitress is the childhood friend.?!. 🤨 IT WAS THE FUCKING HANDYMAN!!! I CALLED IT!!! 🥳🙌🏾👏🏾 Yass bitches. I'm fucking brilliant. Hold on... let's not get ahead of ourselves. Episode 12 This shit just became an episode of 24 “Why try to live so hard?” Because if I live up to the narrative people create for me based on some societal BS explanation, they win. They can say, "see I told you all _______ are _______." Fuck your prejudices and stereotypes. The last thing I want to do is prove some asshole right. So many people want her dead they are trying to confuse me. Who the fuck is the joker?? Handy man's dad? Is he even alive? And this lack of boundaries is killing me. Dongbaek needs to put both those men in their place. Baseball needs to know he has no legal rights, period, if his name is not on the birth certificate. It would be the kids decision as to what his relationship with his dad is. She also needs to tell Smiley to get a fucking grip and that dealing with Baseball is part of being with her. These situations can coexist and it's frustrating to think otherwise. Mom dukes needs to chill. Her son has to make his own decisions and fuck-ups and she cannot fault Dongbaek for that. Life is hard, regardless. If it ain't this, it would be something else. Who lives an easy life?? Challenges build character. And I get it some things you can avoid. But they are grown in their 30s, who at this point does not come with baggage? And fuck you for trying to make me cry. I'm at work Episode 13 Is momma bear on drugs? Her behavior isn't totally out of the ordinary but maybe she goes away to trip and comes back. Lawd we all gon die together😮 They are teasing this story line so hard.  IDK who the joker is. I'ma stick to the handy man but everyone in this story is guilty of something and really it's like matching the crime to the person or the person to the crime. Who killed Clepto? Was it her enemies or the joker? What momma bear is up to? Who's the joker? Is the joker and cleptos killer the same person? What's handy mans deal? Out of all of clepto's enemies, I believe the only ones capable of killing her are Mr. Pimp, Jessica because she's desperate, or Momma bear because she's protecting Dongbaek. In which case, her death is separate from the Joker's killings. Episode 14 You think Smiley's mom may be jealous because no one took an interest in her with three kids? Hold... The ... Fucking.... Phone... It's handy man's dad??? Behind  every weak man is a mother (parental figure) who never held him accountable. I'm tired of grown people not acting like they are grown, kiss and have sex already... Damn. Oh so now they were meant to be? And did Momma bear really come for a kidney? Episode 15 There is a such thing as too much motherly love. This lady is fucking delusional. Her son has always been the type to run towards trouble. Does she really think his life would be easier without Dongbaek? Really? Go-tae is cleared. He was guilty but his crime is gambling. Jessica hit clepto with her car but someone delivered the final blow. Was it Momma bear? Or joker? I think Chief is cleared too. He was just operating out of fear. So hold up. Momma bear has been watching over Dongbaek her whole life. If Momma bear is lurking in the shadows of course she would run into someone else lurking in the shadows. Bitch. Episode 16 Laugh cry? Jesus Christ Dongbaek is stupid. A abandoned mall. Really? She's like a white chick in a horror movie. No don't go in there. Run bitch. 😔 Always take the fucking stairs. I can't. If she falls, I quit. Episode 17 They look like the fucking Power Rangers and I AM LIVING for this movement. Ordering me a track suit on payday. He gets it. He fucking gets it. "I know I made you be a mother when you wanted to just be a woman" 🥳 "We'll not only feed him, we'll wipe his ass if we have to" My bitch. 😂😂😂 If this shit ends with Pil going with his father, I quit. People and situations can peacefully coexist. What's with this all or nothing attitude? And this discarding of a previous family or kids. I see it a lot in these dramas and it's disturbing. Episode 18 Pil's in for a rude awakening but it's a lesson that his mom can't protect him from. His dad may have nice things, but he ain't shit. He'll be back. Damn even your kid thinks your weak. Or is he being mean? He did it for his mom. Funny.. he's assuming what she wants. Did she ever say that she couldn't marry Smiley because of him? Did Smiley say it? That Ma Dukes said it and it's unfortunate. He's too young to realize which opinions matter  Society sucks for making a kid feel this way. Fuck that shit. It just hit me. One of the underlying themes of this drama is parenthood,  more so motherhood. Dongbaek lacked boundaries, even with her son. Smiley's mom is delusional about her son and life in general. She relied on him too much, babied him too much. I don't think any woman would not have been good enough in the long run. The guilt of his father dying, she blames herself, a burden she should have never had to bare, and never fully healed. She projecting that onto Dongbaek. Dongbaek's mom is seeking redemption. She did what she thought was best for her kid. Jessica's mom put up with an asshole for the sake of everyone else and probably to maintain her life. She's learning that she doesn't want that for Jessica. That her own insecuries have transferred to her. Taeks mom is selfish as fuck and babied her son, never holding him accountable. Mother's think they know what's right for their kid, but a nice life from the outside doesn't guarantee a nice life from the inside. That nice lawyer could have treated your daughter like a slave. But it all looks nice to the neighbors. People have got to let "perceptions" go. Most of the time people with the "worst" past have the best character. The issue with it all is.. most mother's define themselves by their kids or husbands. Korea does it very literally. Then, when it all goes away; your kid grows up, your husband may die or leave, what's left of you? Who are you? Women are incouraged to be everything for everyone else but nothing for themselves. When we do, we are made to feel guilty or less than for it. Dongbaek needs to be away from him for while. How this is happening sucks but both of them have lessons to learn. If they don't live happily ever after I have wasted my 20 hours of my life. This is utter bullshit. I hope they're fucking with me. Episode 19 This would have played out differently if she had a daughter. This is literally why fuck boys are running amuck these days. Moms who use their sons (sometimes daughters) as substitutes for men and adult relationships. Boundaries. To love your dad so much even though he is a killer is unhealthy. Sik needs psyhological help. It sends the wrong message that you need to or have to take you parents (family members) bs just because they are parents (or family.) In hindsight, a red flag. I don't want Dongbaek to be a match. I don't want her to give her kidney. I don't like the idea of someone younger giving someone older an organ. Once you've passed 50 you have lived your life. The donor should be the same age or older and preferably on their death beds. Especially in Dongbaek's case. What if something goes wrong and Pil looses his mother and grandmother? You going to let that man-child raise him? I would never be okay with taking any organ from my kid. Episode 20 So it was the handy man? I was right bitches. And his dad is covering for him. Wow let it be known that Episode 7 I called it! He was framing his dad and playing everybody. Why didn't he kill Ma tho? Loving people and being kind-hearted is so fucking easy. Why do humans make it so hard?? I know these dramas are fiction but someone somewhere has lived a similar life. Where the fuck would I be if I didn't have an awesome mom and a loving family? Ongson feels like Stars Hollow. Them pants are rather high-waisted. That ended well. It had important lessons that I hoped someone learned from. Good story. Why I suspected the handy man? It's usually the character that can easily go unnoticed. He has access to the whole town, knew everyone and smart enough to cover his tracks. Everyone else was too obvious but the story did a great job of making me doubt my initial suspicion. Bravo. Low key miss clepto waitress. When she wasn't being a extortionist, she was a fun character.

[buckysforeverprincess]

What Do You Want From Me? Ch 12

Lance Tucker x Reader, OFC Claire, OMC Jase

Words: 1729

Warnings: Language

A/N: Things are starting to take a turn. Wonder what could be happening? Enjoy!

September…

You hear your phone alerting you to a new message. Ignoring it, you continued to lay in bed.

You really weren’t motivated to answer it anyway. The twins making it hard for you to move.

Being six months along was great, but it frustrated the hell out of you. Only three more months and you'd get to meet your babies. What you weren't expecting, was the phone to ring forcing you to move and grab it. The name on the screen was enough to drive you crazy already. Is it too late to shut it off completely and go back to sleep?

“Hello Claire…what do you want?” Your tone sounding irritated.

“Is that anyway to talk to your best friend?”

“Claire, I'm six months pregnant and I'm not in the mood. What do you want?”

Pregnancy hormones meant you had very little patience.

“Well I was hoping we could do lunch, to catch up. I also have a gift for the babies!” Her excitement was too much.  

“Fine, I'll meet you for lunch at noon.” You just wanted to get her off the phone.

“Great! The usual place. See ya soon!”

“Guess we're getting out of bed and leaving the house today loves.” You said to your belly. Ugh, why did you agree to see her? Because you like torture. Maybe you were a submissive after all.

Arriving at the usual spot, you see Claire already seated and as bubbly as ever.

“God, you're huge!”

This is why you should’ve said no to lunch. “Yeah, well...twins.” You state the obvious and sit down across from her.  

“This is for you, or for them!” She hands you a gift bag excitedly.

You open it up to see two onesies both yellow in color that say’s ‘daddy's little trouble maker’. You hate the color yellow.  

“Thank you. They're great.” Your tone was not projecting as happy.

Claire picked up on it immediately and changes her face to fit your mood. “Spill…what's wrong? You don't like the gift?” She asked, possibly feeling rejected

“Well, to start...I hate yellow! When have you ever seen me in yellow, Claire?”

Oh shit, hormones and irritation. Not a good combo.

“Yellow is a shit color and call me petty…but I won't have my kids wear shit! Second, daddy's ‘trouble makers’ aren't daddy's, and I won't have them wearing something declaring they are!”

You quickly cover your mouth. Oops! Shit! You said way too much!

“What the fuck??!!” Claire deadpans, looking at you in shock.

Fuck these hormones! Maybe you need to implement that filter a little more.

“I'm...I’m so sorry, my hormones ju-”

“Hormones my ass, Y/N!” She's glaring at you now. “Whose babies, are they?” Claire looks like a woman possessed.  

There is a quote, ‘insert the biggest, most awkward silence in the history of awkward silences’ by Cynthia Hand. This is that moment. You didn't say anything. There was no way you were telling Claire who fathered these babies. She hates Lance and she'll hate you just for having his kids!

“Y/N... who’s the father?” Her tone sounds almost menacing.

“Please.” Is all you can say.

She's looking at you with an intense glare. “Are you having Tucker's twins?” She asks through clenched teeth.

Hold the phone! Why the hostility?

“Not that you need to know, but yes…I am. No, he doesn't know and I'm not telling him, and yes, Jase knows! Now I'm not exactly sure where all the anger against Lance is coming from, and if I didn't know any better I'd almost say you're either jealous or harboring a very unhealthy crush on him. Whatever it is, this is my life! If you can't handle my choices or decisions, then kindly fuck off!” And with that, you got up and left the restaurant.  

Unbeknownst to you, Claire sat there still boiling over what happened. She picks up her phone and dials a number.

“Hello?” A male voice answers.

“We need to talk!” Claire demands of him.

“When?” He asks her.

“Now!” 

“So, what can I expect Dr. Tucker? I know I'm six months now, but there's two of them. I feel like I'm running out of room!” You were exaggerating your motions to your doc.

“To be honest, everything looks great. You're haven't gained much weight, the heartbeats are good, and there's lots of movement and activity from them. Things are progressing just as I like. How are you doing emotionally?” He asked, and you knew he was making sure you weren't overdoing things.  

“Well to be honest, I'm really stressed! I want these babies…I already love them so much, but I've been questioning if I'm even cut out for this. I'm a horrible person and it seems like my life is just a series of bad choices. I just don't know what to do.”

The tears were starting to fall because of the damn pregnancy hormones. Dr. Tucker grabs the box of tissues and put them by your side.

“Do you have a support system? I know I've asked this before, but you really should consider talking to friends or family. Having additional support doesn't make you weak, you need people you can talk to and possibly share the load. Do you have anyone that can help?”  

The short answer was no. You moved here from Boston, leaving what little family you had behind. The man you called your father disappeared once you graduated high school and you were pretty sure he didn't want to be found. Both your grandparents had passed away and had joined your mother in the family's burial plot. You had Claire, (you really weren't sure that relationship was healthy), and Jase. He was always working lately, so you hadn't had the support of him either. The one person who was almost like family was Lance, and well….

“I really don't have anyone.” You sighed.

“Look, try to find a support person. It will help.” You nodded to him in agreement and he left the room shortly after.

You sat there for a couple minutes before grabbing your phone and shooting off a text. You were at the desk scheduling your next appointment, when a text came through agreeing to meet you at the coffee house in thirty minutes.

“Hey!” You walked into the coffee shop to see Lance already seated. You sat across from him, and he slides over a cup of warm apple cider. He must remember you love this stuff.  

“Thanks for meeting me.” You take off your jacket and expose your rounded stomach.

“Thanks for asking me out!” Lance responds, staring at your belly.

“I know…I'm huge!” You tell him with a frown on your face.

“Nah, I think you look good. Pregnancy suits you.” He gives you a genuine smile. 

“So, what's up? Why'd you text? I mean, not that I don't want to see you, I just...I thought it was odd given the way we left things.”

He's right. The last time you saw him, you told him you loved Jase more than him. Sitting here with Lance in front of you, was that still true?

“Well, my doctor told me I need to have a support system. I'm too stressed and he said it'd help if I had people around to keep me calm.” You explained to him.

“And you thought I was a good idea?”

You laughed at his reply, “I know right!” You were both laughing now. “I can already imagine your influence on my kids. They'll be screaming ‘show me your tits!’ fresh out the womb.” Lance and you were laughing hysterically now.

“I thought you had friends?” He questions you, once you both calm down.

“Well...uh, hmmm. So, I have this…I guess acquaintance? I mean, I've known her since college, and she's like my best friend, but sometimes I wonder why she's my friend. She's kind of a bitch.”

Lance is laughing at your explanation. “Maybe you should get rid of her!”

God, his smile is so beautiful.

“She's like a bad penny…keeps coming back!”

“What about your boyfriend?”

Damn it, Tucker…just had to kill the mood!

“Uh, Jase is a lawyer, and he puts in long hours. He told me that going in, so I don't really see him a lot.”

Lance raises his eyebrows at you, “I thought you were living together?”

“We are…but with him always gone, I'm pretty much alone.”

Lance nods at you. You can tell he's thinking something, but just not sure what. “So, what you're saying is, I’m your last resort?”

He was, but truth be told…you were missing him, and the fact that you were carrying his babies made you want to be near him.  

You lowered your head. “I'm sorry Lance…maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.” You start to get up from your seat, but Lance places a hand on your arm.

“Stay, I'm sorry. I'll be whatever you need.”

You gave him a warm smile. “Good, cause I really need a friend!” 

“Honey you home?” Jase called out from the living room.

“I'm in the bedroom!”

Jase makes his way back to the bedroom and sees you sitting on the bed surrounded by baby clothes and shoes.  

“Go a little crazy today?” He laughs at you. You'd been sorting through all the colors and arranging them in sizes.

“Lance and I went shopping today, and we bought so much stuff! Like, look at these shoes!” Holding up a tiny pair of white and blue Jordan's. Jase rolls his eyes at the sound of his name.  

“Don't you think you've been spending too much time with Lance?”

“Excuse me?” You fire back at him.

Jase see’s you’re upset and immediately retreats his line of questioning. “Baby I'm sorry, it's just...don't you think the more time you spend with him, the more compelled you'll be to tell him?” He did have a point, but you had already made up your mind.  

“Jase, he doesn't know, and suspects less. Unless you plan on telling him, then he won't find out.”

He moves himself over to you and sits down on the bed. “Did I tell you I loved you today?”

“I think this is the first time in a while.”

 Jase leans in and kisses you softly. “I love you. Just do me a favor?”

“What's that?” You inquire.  

“Put some distance between you and Lance…for your sake.”

[fae-fucker]

Crown of Midnight: Chapter 3-4

Chapter 3

Nothing fucking happens. Sardines has a nightmare about Cain and later she and Nehemia talk about the rebellion and the king’s plans without really saying anything, and my hatred for that fucking dog just keeps growing. Observe.

Fleetfoot took off through the pale grass like a bolt of golden lightning 

[...]

Dorian had never said what breed, exactly, he suspected her mother had mated with. Given Fleetfoot’s size, it could have been a wolfhound. Or an actual wolf.

Are you telling me this fucking dog is a fucking golden wolf?

I will eat this spaghetti-lookin’ bitch.

Nehemia’s creamy brown face paled slightly.

Why does the word “creamy” upset me so much in this?

Nehemia wants Sardines to try to figure out what the king is planning, but Sardines is like “nah”. 

She wasn’t even sure if she truly wanted to know what the king was up to—let alone share that information with anyone else. It was selfish, and stupid, perhaps, but she couldn’t forget the warning the king had given the day he crowned her Champion: if she stepped out of line, if she betrayed him, he’d kill Chaol. And then Nehemia, and then the princess’s family. 

But then, literally the next sentence:

And all of this—every death she faked, every lie she told—put them at risk.

Sardines: Hmm. Finding out the king’s sinister plans and telling my allies about them is a bad idea -- even though said allies desperately need that information -- because that might put them at risk, but saving various noblemen for no reason and put my unknowing allies in danger just so I can keep the moral high ground makes total and absolute sense!

What a master schemer this idiot is, huh? 

WHAT A KWEEN. 

People say they love Sardines but hate Alien and I frankly don’t get it. Sardines has always been a dumb, selfish twat, that will clearly never change. 

Celaena swallowed hard. That word—“act”—scared her more than she’d like to admit.

Good self-burn there, buddy.

Chapter 4

Salad (which is my new nickname for Chaol) and Sardines are having a jog.

They’d bundled up as best they could without weighing themselves down—mostly just layers of shirts and gloves— but even with sweat running down his body, Chaol was freezing.

Layers of gloves? What the fuck?

Noticing his stare, she flashed him a grin, those stunning turquoise eyes full of light.

Eat my entire ass, Sarah.

Salad angst about how he killed Cain. He’s very sad about it. This is what you get for hiring an inexperienced twenty-something to be the captain of the guard. But if we don’t make him young it’ll be icky for Sardines to fuck him, and if we don’t make him captain then he’s just NOT GOOD ENOUGH for Sardines, ain’t that right, Sarah?

I’d say you’re being transparent but you’re already pretty white. 

He was the Captain of the Guard—he was bound to have killed someone at some point. He’d already seen and done enough in the name of the king; he’d fought men, hurt them.

SJM: Hey guys I’m clearly aware that this is dumb but if I acknowledge it’s dumb you’ll accept it, right?

No.

Salad asks Sardines if she ever thinks about the people she’s killed, and since she’s the most ruthless and epic and badass assassin the world has ever known, ever, she angsts on about how she never forgets anyone she kills. 

I don’t give a single shit.

Salad angst about how he desperately wants to nestle his dick between Sardines’ pearly white and hairless asscheeks, but can’t because uuuuhhh angst angst loyalty to the king and also Dorian wants to do her and he doesn’t want to betray his friend.

Whatever. I don’t give a damn. Unlike many other antis, I don’t consider Chaol to be a good character and I couldn’t give less of a shit about his problems. 

Listen. You guys only think he’s good because everyone else is pretty much terrible. You cling to him because his mediocrity looks impressive when compared to the literal ass-garbage that is the rest of the lineup. 

We jump POV back to Sardines. 

And what’s this? GIRL HATE? FOR ME?! IN CHAPTER FOUR?! 

Christmas Yulemas has come early this year.

Since Salad is all sweaty from their jog and his shirt clings to his HOT MUSCLED MALE MANLY MASCULINE VIRILE MAN-BOD, there are DUMB VAPID BITCHES there to check him out.

Celaena could have sworn their eyes had bulged out of their heads and their tongues had rolled onto the ground. 

Then the next morning, they’d appeared along the path again—wearing even nicer dresses. The day after that, more girls showed up. And then several more. And now every direct route from the game park to the castle had at least one set of young women patrolling, waiting for him to walk by. 

“Oh, please,” Celaena hissed as they passed two women, who looked up from their fur muffs to bat their eyelashes at him. They must have awoken before dawn to be dressed so finely.

You see, when Sardines ogles Salad or Doriass, that’s okay because uuuuuuuuh Sarah loves her little baby girl and she can’t do no wrong and also she feels TRU WUV (even though her TRU WUV is made irrelevant with the arrival of Ratty to the point where every other love was just useless before that I guess) when she checks those boys out.

THESE GIRLS DRESS NICELY!! TO IMPRESS MEN!! WHILE ALSO CHECKING THEM OUT!! 

THEY’RE VAPID DUMB BITCHES!! EVEN THOUGH THE ONLY WAY FOR WOMEN TO GET POWER IN THIS SOCIETY IS THROUGH MEN!! LOOK AT THEM AND LAUGH!! SO PATHETIC!! 

Cool cool. 

God, I hate this series so much. 

Salad offers Sardines to help her with her Archer-related business and she turns him down. 

Hey Salad, aren’t you, like, I dunno, the captain of the guard? Don’t you have STUFF TO DO?! 

Sorry, I forgot that this world and its characters all revolve around Sardines and her problems. How silly of me.

They come across Doriass who is walking around with his cousin Roland, who I’m sure is totally chill. 

His voice was pleasant enough, but something in it made her pause. It wasn’t amusement or arrogance or anger … She couldn’t put her finger on it.

[...]

Just the way he spoke told her enough about his history with women.

[...]

As she let Chaol lead her inside the castle, she realized she was in desperate need of a bath. But it had nothing to do with her sweaty clothes, and everything to do with the oily grin and roaming eyes of Roland Havilliard.

Yeah, I’m sure this guy is totally cool!

We all know that SJM can clearly write very nuanced characters and that this incredibly obvious and cliché character introduction is just here to mislead us and make us think that Roland is a gross douchebag only so Kween Sarah can prove us wrong and develop his character into someone truly heroic! 

Anyway, turns out that Roland is the “lord” of some place called Meah, which doesn’t tell me anything, but whatever. He’s been offered a position on the king’s council, which is suspicious, apparently, because Roland is more interested in getting his dick wet rather than politicking. This is framed as disgusting, even though that’s pretty much exactly what Doriass is. It’s not the first nor the last time SJM makes hypocritical exceptions for her faves.

Doriass introduces Sardines as Lillian. 

They still used her alias whenever she couldn’t avoid running into members of the court, though most everyone knew to some degree that she was not in the palace for administrative nonsense or politics.

So the official story is that a petty jewelry thief became the king’s champion, then?

Holy shit, this world is filled with morons. 

I also love how “administrative nonsense” and “politics” are looked down upon, but when Sardines does her BRILLIANT MIND GAMES, it’s not politics, it’s uuuuh ... Fuck man, I can’t even begin to imagine how SJM’s mind works.

Roland hits on Sardines, and her two daddies really don’t like that.

Chaol smiled—if you could call it that. It was more a flash of teeth.

Have you considered that I don’t care and that this clarification doesn’t matter?

She wouldn’t mind working with him—but not in the way Roland meant. Her way would include a dagger, a shovel, and an unmarked grave.

Actually, her way would include a corpse, a staged murder scene, and the hope that he stays hidden and nobody recognizes him for who he is. 

Eat my entire ass, Sarah.

We switch to Doriass’ POV.

Chaol positively hated Roland, and whenever he came up in conversation, it was usually accompanied by phrases like “conniving wretch” and “sniveling, spoiled ass.”

So Sardines and Doriass, respectively, though “conniving” might be overstating it.

Roland was a pain in the ass, and too aware of the effect his looks and his Havilliard name had on women, but he was harmless. Wasn’t he? 

Dorian didn’t know the answer—and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

SJM: Subtlety? I don’t know her.

We switch back to Sardines’ POV.

Her salary as King’s Champion was considerable, and Celaena spent every last copper of it. Shoes, hats, tunics, dresses, jewelry, weapons, baubles for her hair, and books. Books and books and books.

Books? She likes reading? How relatable? You like reading too, don’t you, young female reader who is the target demographic for this book? Don’t you feel connected to Sardines on a deep, meaningful level? 

You see, when other women dress nice, they’re whores and idiots and brainless. When Sardines does it, she’s just embracing her femininity! 

Ain’t that right, White Feminism?

Whatever. Doriass is there in her room/s when she returns, which she doesn’t approve of.

“Aren’t friends allowed to visit each other more than once a day?” 

She stared down at him. Being friends with Dorian wasn’t something she was certain she could actually do.

Seems like SJM has been taking writing lessons from Cakeass. 

Didn’t you spend an entire book angsting about how you couldn’t be friends with Doriass and then deciding that you would rather stay friends than be lovers? And now you’re back on square one? Are we really doing this again?

I’m so tired.

“And you have so much time on your hands these days that you can spend hours with me again?” 

“Well, I have my usual flock of ladies to attend to, but I can always make time for you.”

Dorian is written as a player, but whenever we see him interact with women who are not Sardines, he’s shitty and hateful towards them. But it’s okay though, right? Because those dumb sluts are worthless and stupid, not amazing and brilliant like Sardines! It’s okay that Dorian clearly doesn’t respect any other woman aside from Sardines (and presumably Nehemia, since SJM has bestowed her godly blessing upon her for now), because those other women are simply not worthy of any respect! 

And obviously, even though Dorian clearly wants Sardines but plays around with other women, that’s totally fine! Women checking out men though? That’s disgusting.

SARAH J MAAS IS A FEMANAST KWAAAN!

Doriass makes it clear he still wants to tap that, but Sardines tells him to fuck off.

Alone in the foyer, Celaena clenched and unclenched her fists, suddenly disgusted with all of the pretty packages on the table.

Eat my entire ass.

[paigerambles]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAYLEIGH!! (PT. 4) @lists-andrandomshit​

“That looked easier on TV.” ( Isobel & Logan )

“I know babe but just give me like, ten...twenty, maybe twenty five takes and I’ll get it just like that too.”

“That sounds painful.”

“Only if I don’t stretch first.”

“Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?” ( Isobel & William )

“Who'd have guessed your legs could actually go that high?”

"Why are you wearing that?”

“Look Isobel, there's only room for one bitch in this relationship and I'm afraid that position has been filled. Goodnight.”

“That was a bad plan.” ( Dean & Jesse ) 

“There is no such thing as a bad plan, only plans that didn’t exactly go to...plan. ---Right, okay. Quit looking at me like that. I never should have gotten on Jase’s bike. If anything, Rose is just gonna think I am like, 3000% more loser-like than she already did. Now, can you please just draw Garfield on my cast and leave the judging for when they give me more pain meds?”

“That’s mine!”

“Oh hey sorry man. I didn’t mean to do that. Behind your back. I guess it was just an honest mistake, right? ... I’ll get you another soda.”

“Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am.” ( Dean & Sapphire )

"Maybe we are meant to be.”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard.” ( Alex & Jesse )

“Then just call me mozzarella, Vandervort ‘cause I’m on a roll. A pizza roll.”

“They’re coming.”

“... Harry Potter? No! The Walking Dead. No, hang on. I got it! You’re doing you whenever we’re at a charity shindig and your parents come over to warn you not to break anything. Else. I nailed it, didn’t I?”

“You could have died!” ( Alex & Logan )

“I know. I know that! I just--- Look, not that I don't appreciate it but... Why do you care so much, Alex? Why do you care so much about me?"

"You could have killed someone!” ( Alex & Vanessa )

"If he ever darkens the door of this diner again, I just might succeed.”

"This seems familiar.” ( Scarlett & Logan ) 

“C’mon Scar, don’t give me that look. I’ve definitely never used this exact and brand new excuse before to bail on a tutor sesh with my number one brainiac. Thus, this cannot seem familiar. What's familiar is you not throwing on your glad rags and doing a few rounds of shots with your protégé. That's what's familiar here.”

“This stays between us.”

“Scarlett... I know. Look, I know you still think that I'm some kinda idiot but I'm not completely clueless. You don't have to spell out what this means to you, how important it is. I get how serious it is. I wasn't gonna tell anyone what happened but if you need me to like, sign something or something then draft it. I'll use a glitter pen and everything. Whatever you need. But for the record, I still think he is completely undeserving of another thought from anyone, especially not you.”

“You coward.” (Scarlett & Sapphire )

"Oh what? You think that you're so much better because you hide your bottles of wine and pretend that you don't cry your eyes out every night? That just because you shrugged it all off and acted like you knew that dad was gonna do it all along--- You know what, I don't care. I don't care what you think of me or how I choose to deal with all the crap that keeps happening and happening. You can take your 'brave face' and just go straight to hell, Scarlett."

“You don’t need to be so gentle.” ( Scarlett & William )

"I just wanted to let you down easy, Scarlett... Logan was never going to be good enough for you anyway, okay? Okay. I'll see you later."

“Truth hurts, don’t it?” ( Jake & Sapphire ) 

“Yeah, you hear that. I guess I just never thought I'd have to hear any of that from you, Jake.”

“Want to hear a secret?”

“Yes, but only if it's a really good one. This is as sober as I'm getting this week so lay it on me, my lips will be completely sealed. But if it's that I'm the prettiest girl in the whole world then chill --- I already know that.”

“We need to talk.” ( Gunnar & Tessa ) 

"Serious face? I didn’t even know you were capable of having one of those. Don’t tell me... Blake Shelton didn’t get voted Sexiest Man Alive? ---I’m kidding. I- What’s wrong?”

“We’re moving too fast.”

"You’re the one who wanted to do the pony rides after getting corn-dogs. I’m just saying, there’s only one of us in the wrong here. It’s not me. It’s you, it’s you Gunnar.”

"You drive me crazy!” ( Gunnar & Logan )  

"You’re welcome.” 

"Well that was unexpected.” ( Freddie & Logan ) 

“Dude, I know. Since when does William Huntzberger ever show up to one of our games? Or just show up, period! Who invited him? You... You didn't invite him did you? Wait, what am I saying... William Huntzberger doesn't get invited anywhere, he just shows up unannounced like he owns the place which, even if he does, is just plain rude. Have I had enough whiskey to justify throwing all my chips at his stupid face?”

“What are we doing here?”

“It's called...relaxing. Now, I know you're used to living in the lap of luxury but let me tell you this: you haven't known luxury, until you've known luxury. Freddie my man, my guy... Welcome to the spa that hot stone massaged the bickering out of freshmen year Isobel Prescott, Charlotte Montgomery and Jessica Knightly. You are good to pay, right? Or do you want me to just throw it on my tab- yes, I have a tab here- and you can hit me up later?”

“You have ten minutes, so make it quick.” ( Freddie & Emmeline )  

"How about you just reign it in, Robin Hood. Relax, I'm not here to make sure your ass goes down for 10 plus years without parole. I already dropped the charges and paid a little extra so no one tells your mom about this. Now drop the attitude and let's talk like civilized robbers and robbees."

“What are you afraid of?” ( Felicity & Emmeline ) 

“What am I afraid of? Oh I don't know... How about everything! This is- God, this just isn't happening, okay? We are not having this conversation. What am I afraid of... He's marrying my sister. He was always going to marry my sister and- and it doesn't matter if I suddenly have- suddenly noticed these stupid feelings, I can't. I can't do anything about them. And that sucks! That's terrifying. I'll never get to do anything about them because we're stuck, trapped in this Fairchild-Donovan bubble and he doesn't even see it. Even if he did... He's Julian. He's my best friend and I- I can't ruin that. And what about Lucille? I've hurt her enough. I've done enough. I am so sick of feeling like this, of being terrified to even breathe around him and I just want it to stop. There. Are you satisfied?”

“What are you touching?”

“... I left a packet of Doritos underneath the couch cushions.”

"You lied to me!” ( Felicity & Nick )

"Well--- What the hell was I supposed to say, Felicity? That I was scared things were going to actually go somewhere? That I wasn't ready to be the guy with the perfect girl and the life that made perfect sense? That- That my parents were ready to call you family and practically put the ring into my hand and then onto your finger? I messed up, I know that. If I could go back and do things differently then I would. Or I'd at least try to but... It doesn't matter now."

“You mean everything to me.” ( Baby!Felicity & Nick )

"You’re not so bad yourself, babe.”

“You owe me.” ( Felicity & Logan )

"You are ridiculously hot when you’re being vaguely threatening.”

“You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!”

“I thought you wanted breakfast? I- I mean, yes ma’am. Miss. Felicity.”

“What are you?” ( Jenny & Nate ) 

“I- What? I’m... Just out the shower?”

“What do you need?”

“This is sort of embarrassing but I don’t... I don’t really know how to work the...oven and uh, the cooking instructions on the back of this are in a really small font. And- You’re totally judging me right now, aren’t you?”

“What happened to you?” ( Caisson & Bella ) 

“Don’t act cute, Andrews. I think we both know exactly what happened. Please don’t take this lightly: do not fuck with my practice piano again.”

“What have I done this time?” ( Caisson & Tessa )

“You tell me. This is the fifth time this week someone’s spontaneously lost their eyebrows around you. That’s the kind of reputation that sticks y’know.”

“What if someone catches us?” ( Julian & Emmeline ) 

“Then we’re screwed.”

"What sort of noise was that?”

“Hey, this has always been my laugh. Don't be a buttface, thank you.”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?” ( Tripp & Emmeline ) 

“Don't be a bitch baby, Vanderbilt. It's not like I'm tossing you out the window or anything... But if you're not gone before my roommate gets home from her shift, I am going to toss the Armani down the garbage chute. I'll do it”

“What were you thinking?”

“I don't know, Tripp. Everyone was just being so loud and it was like every time I tried to speak, to get out one little word, my throat started to close up and I couldn't focus anymore. It was just a blur, a big pointless blur of selfish and petty people who I- I was so desperate for the approval of. Still. Even after everything I've been through, everything I did to get away... I was like a little girl waiting for mommy to tell me she loved me more than the big white bow in my hair that meant everyone's eyes would be on me at her ball. Her ball that she did love so much and I... Can- Can we just go back to not talking? I feel like we're much better at that.”

“Where are my clothes?” ( Tripp & Logan ) 

“Trippsy, please... Use your indoor voice. I'm not even awake yet and I only have one leg in my pants and I don't even know where the other one is. Clothes are just society's way of caging your soul, man. Don't let them take that from you. Be the nude you wanna see in the world.”

“Where did you find this?” ( Ruby & Sam ) 

“You think Amber is the only one who ever saw your first headshot? Think again, Ruby Roo.”

“Where do you even find this sort of thing?” ( Ruby & William )

“Trust me, you're better of not knowing. But ah, if you need anything... I am the guy who can get it for you.”

"Where were you?”

“Here, there, everywhere... Why? Are you expressing some sisterly concern for me?”

[ladyofsnark]

@kelzen

Kallian and Alistair were having one of their arguments again and it had descended into them throwing scraps of their armor at each other as improvised weaponry. Petty insults accompanied.

“You don’t wear shoes! Even the mabari would wear shoes if he could! It’d be adorable!” The future king (Andraste help them all) nearly clipped his friend with his spaulder, but the throw ultimately went wide.

The warhound snorted.

“Oh, but he is right,” Leliana said conversationally. “It would be adorable.”

“Well, your hair is dumb!” Kallian snapped and she mimicked the hair in question by sticking her fingers up in front of her forehead. She poked out her tongue for good measure. Then she kicked her bracer at the young prince.

There was Morrigan’s distinct chuckle of amusement from somewhere in the dark, but it was quickly stifled.

Tensions had been slowly rising all over the camp, even between the two best friends who usually settled their petty squabbles with a quick game of sword, staff, shield, and then got on with business. But returning from Haven and seeing to Eamon’s recovery had them both so close to the edge the others were actually getting along better to compensate.

Even Morrigan and Wynne were peacefully seated together tending to the party’s stock of poultices and had not exchanged a cross word all night.

“Maker, your betrothed should be grateful the Wardens recruited you first! He doesn’t know what sort of hell he’s missing!”

Kallian saw red. In truth, it was her fault because she had lied so she wouldn’t have to go into depth about the reality of what she had actually done, but Alistair’s ignorance pissed her off regardless. So, rationally, she reached for an even sharper sword to cut back with. “At least my father wanted me!”

Sten, despite his size, and Zevran, despite having spent the argument taking shots with Oghren, were the quickest to react and pull the pair off each other before either could really do damage.

*

It had been a pretty innocent question.

“So, who’s Shianni?”

But Kallian was knee-deep in dragon goo and was pretty sure she had lost a braid to that last little one, so she wasn’t in the mood. “It doesn’t matter.”

“Seemed to matter a whole lot to the guardian... and you were crying--”

“I wasn’t crying! Just shut up, Alistair! I don’t go around pouring my problems in everyone else’s laps! That’s your job!”

So the fight was pretty distinctly her fault. Kallian knew that.

She knew it before she caught Zevran’s eye in their tent and even he was giving her a vaguely Wynne-like look of disapproval.

“Stop that.”

His brows lifted. “What? Stop what? I am doing nothing, dearest. I am admiring the graceful, dancer’s form of my lover. Can I not do that?”

“What did my ass do so wrong that you’re pinching your eyebrows at it in such consternation?”

“I do not know?” He waggled his brows. “Perhaps we should employ some corporal incentive until it reveals its secrets?”

Kallian had taken a seat beside him and casually reached out to pinch one of his nipples in reprimand for being difficult.

It didn’t have the effect she was going for. The assassin caught her hand and gave her fingertips a careful bite in return as he grinned at her. “So? You want to start?”

“Zev--”

“I mean, with me. We have already thoroughly punished Alistair tonight and earlier today and yesterday too. I imagine he will need rest before he is up for anymore games.” A pointed look. “Mi amore...”

Kallian let out a huge sigh. “I’ve been a bitch, haven’t I?”

“Dearest, you are beautiful, graceful, and deadly. It will take... considerable forces to remove me from your side.” Zevran pinched his fingers together and gave her a frank look. “But a bitch too. A little one.” He watched her for a moment and then shuffled closer; close enough to take one of her hands and press it to his chest. “My Warden, if this brings out such emotions... perhaps, tell me first. Practice your words with me before you go and accidentally cut out our sweet fool’s heart with your razor tongue, yes?”

Kallian couldn’t help it and laughed a little, but the corner of her eyes were already wet. She stared at the assassin beside her for a moment and then leaned down to kiss him gently. He tipped his chin up to accept the tender affection and raised a hand to tuck a stray piece of hair behind her ear as she pulled away.

“There isn’t any privacy in the Alienage, but when we had secrets Shianni and I told each other. We were cousins and sisters and best friends and... everything.” She sucked in a breath. “It meant a lot because we were troublemakers too and the other elves were scared. Shianni spoke out when we were mistreated and I... acted out. I made sure the Alienage got what it needed to live.”

Zevran’s lips split wide into a grin. “I wondered how you came to be such a cunning little thief.”

She smiled back. “My mother taught me everything. How to fight, how to get by... it’s why the Wardens wanted her.” She shrugged. “Duncan told me that he tried to recruit her before I was born, but that our Hahren asked him not to. It wasn’t a time of crisis so he refrained. Then, I guess, he had been keeping tabs on our family and that’s how he heard about me.” One of her fists clenched around the fur she had pulled over her lap. “The Hahren rescheduled my wedding to discourage Duncan from interfering.”

Her assassin stroked her knuckles in a tender attempt to cool her blood, but he was frowning too. “That... hardly sounds fair.”

“It isn’t. But the Alienage is just... afraid. All the time. Of everything. And the outside world scares them the most. And if you aren’t afraid, they’ll be afraid for you and they’ll lock you up until you learn better.” She let out hard, frustrated breath and brought his hand up to kiss it and press his palm to her cheek. When she was calm again, she went on. “I lied. Duncan didn’t just... recruit me. I don’t know what he was going to do. Maybe he was going to walk away again or maybe he wouldn’t have let my marriage stop him. It doesn’t matter. Something else happened...”

She told him then of the arl’s son stomping drunk into the Alienage and Shianni’s defiance and then the wedding and the women being rounded up like cattle. She pointed out the small scar that one of Vaughan’s rings had left on her cheek bone when he had knocked her out for spitting on him.

Then Soris’ arrival at the most exactly perfect moment and the look of true abject fear in the guards’ eyes when they realized then how utterly damned they were.

“I don’t exactly savor my kills as you do, my love,” Kallian said as she reached over to push some of Zevran’s hair off his brow. “But that day I enjoyed all of them. Especially killing Vaughan.”

The assassin pushed himself upright from his lounging sprawl before her and kissed her with a fierceness she hadn’t anticipated, but she returned all the same. He pressed his forehead to hers after he opened his eyes. There was a dark, predatory look in them that she had come to be quite familiar with. “As was your right,” he hissed. “Do not ever tell yourself otherwise.”

She smiled and kissed him again, lightly. “Nelaros came with Soris,” she went on. “That was his name--my betrothed.” She thumbed at Zevran’s cheek. “I don’t think he had ever so much as hunted a squirrel let alone fought off a trained guard and still Soris said it was his idea to come. I hated the idea of getting married so much that I wasn’t even that nice to him and he...” She looked down at her lap again. “Soris and I got there too late. The guards had already overwhelmed him.”

Zevran kissed her cheek and then her hair. “Of course he came. He was probably smitten the second he looked at you. I know the feeling very well.”

Kallian couldn’t help the very wet laugh she let out. “When we properly introduced ourselves, I was sitting on your chest with a knife pressed to your neck.”

“You see? How could I have ever resisted?” He gave her a lopsided grin and then reached over and slid his hands under her knees and pulled her close to sit between his legs. Hers were sprawled on either side of him as he wiped gently at her eyes to dry the tears glistening on her lashes. “Now, you will tell me how this bastard arl’s son died. Did he beg? He seems to me the type who would beg.”

“No. He was worse,” she replied. “He realized right away how much blood Soris and I were covered in and he tried to buy me. He wanted me to leave Shianni and the other girls there. For forty sovereigns.” She twisted Zevran’s braid around her fingers and then met his eyes again. “He was a pig and he squealed like one when I gutted him.”

Zevran smile was quite satisfied and he kissed her again with the same fierceness as before. “Very good,” he said. “But what of your girls?”

Kallian’s expression softened and then crumbled and she looked away. “The others were fine, but I found Shianni in another room. She was alive, but they hd tied her to a bedpost like an animal and her clothes were...” She gestured and chewed her lips. “I wasn’t fast enough to really save her either.”

Her lover made a quiet tutting sound beside her ear as he pressed his face into her hair. “No? And this Shianni of yours? You will return to your Alienage and find her curled in a corner mad with despair then?”

“What? No!” Kallian curled her nose. “That’s not like her at all! In fact, when we were on our way back, she was the one... she took the bow I had stolen. She led with Soris so that I could make sure no one was following us...”

Her words slowed as she let her own realization sink in.

Shianni had never just given into anything. They had come from the same stock, after all.

Zevran dragged his hands over her legs and tipped his head to look her in the eye again. “Perhaps it is time to listen to what that reflection was trying to tell you,” he said. “And, perhaps, not take it out so much on our Alistair’s hide? He’s too soft for such treatment.”

“I... you’re right. Maker, I should go talk to him.”

Kallian was gathering herself to stand, but her lover easily grabbed her around the waist and tipped her over onto their bed of furs. He pinned her there.

“What nonsense is this?” he demanded. “You get me flustered telling me of your gloriously, bloody beginnings that would put even me as a fledgling to shame and intend to leave me here to my own devices? How cruel, my Warden.”

Kallian was laughing and, rather feebly, trying to fend him off. “Shouldn’t I worry that that turned you on?” she asked as he mouthed at her neck.

“Hm? But think of it like this...” Zevran leaned over her, an elbow carefully poised on either side of her so they were face to face and he could play his fingers through her hair as he spoke. “Other men--lesser men--might be put off by a woman so fierce she would cut through a castle of guards to reach her goal. How dull their lives and bedrooms must be.” His eyes searched hers and a tender look overcame them. It was not often that he allowed himself to express such vulnerability and Kallian felt a knot in her throat. “But I wonder when you’ll realize I was never worthy of this place beside you, my Warden. Not that first night and not now.”

“Hey...” She twisted her fingers in his hair to keep him from retreating and forced him close enough to kiss him. When they parted and were still close enough to breathe one another’s breath, she continued: “I didn’t get to make my own choices in the Alienage, but I’m a Warden now and I choose this with you. Every night. Do you understand me?”

He sucked in a ragged breath, like she had just hit him, and kissed her again with none of the careful finesse that she knew him for, but a raw, thoughtless passion that pressed her firmly back into the furs. She shivered and arched her back as his mouth dropped along her jaw and then back to her neck.

“Alistair’s apology can wait,” he hissed out as he was guiding her head back and pulling her shift off her shoulder to drag his teeth over the skin there. “I can’t.”

Kallian suddenly, really, couldn’t either.

[loseitall-ff]

12.

I have been on the phone to my lawyer for at least ten minutes now, I wasn’t playing when I said I would sue Ava “well Chris you will be happy to hear my assistant has found the waiver and initial contract she signed, I can gladly put this through for you just in time before the interview and then sue her for name defamation with what has been leaked out. Also the video she is putting out and the written comments, I have the screenshots of. Just leave it to me” I am glad he found the waiver, I still got her ass to sign that “thank you my man, please keep in contact and I will try and be good, also the mention of Rihanna’ name, please get her for that” I chuckled, Ava and I ended up getting into an argument on Instagram and she said a lot of things that were somewhat true but I can deny “please do, speak soon Chris” disconnecting the call “so Ava really tried to tell people you back with Rihanna?” Mijo said, looking up from my phone “crazy right? Why would she say such a thing” I grinned looking back down at my phone “not like its true” Mijo retorted, smiling down at my phone. It wasn’t a full twenty four hours and Robyn was facetiming me, she was already missing me and then I told her myself about Ava, she wasn’t happy but I do not want to hide anything away from her.

Rubbing my face “you know my album release party is tonight” reading the message from my manager “fuck off bro, the fuck are you releasing? You ain’t said shit” Lo spat “my record label are pushing it, they don’t care so yeah. They uhm said tonight they hired out Club 1Oak, so who’s up for it? They have done all this themselves because I refuse too” and I still do but I will go to this, it’s a free party “just get the boys along and family tonight, aight” my notification bar came down and seeing Robyn’ name, tapping the bar.

From: Robyn

To: Chris

Check my IG page x

Furrowing my eyebrows smiling, what has she done now. Backing out of my messages and tapping my Instagram app, I am shocked she is even using Instagram. Typing in Badgalriri in the search bar, seeing Robyn’ page and see I am not following her, I did unfollow her when I was in a petty mood. Following Robyn’ page again and scrolling down, seeing the latest picture and tapping it. A smile grew on my face, this woman does not leave my things alone. Seeing the very snapback I left in the hotel at London and my chain, I actually like this picture. The snapback is very low, just covering her eyes, with just the tip of her nose and lips showing, my chain just hanging between her lips. I think she is in a petty mood because Robyn was so annoyed when I said she mentioned her name, scrolling down aad busting out laughing “oh shit” I said smiling “what?” Lo questioned trying to see “look what she put” turning my phone, Lo squinted his eyes “wow” Lo chuckled, looking at the caption again, let me text little miss petty back and like this post.

To: Robyn

From: Chris

Woooww! You’re funny though ‘Just an AVerage day for the dessert thirsty bitches, here some attention ;)’ mad shady with my chain on, you just love wearing my things. Can you talk? Like can I call you?

I think Robyn is actually becoming the old Robyn with me, she is generally just happy and I am loving it. She still has a lot to do yet with being out there in the public, there will be people being near her, men wanting pictures so she needs to be strong and overcome that. I think personally she is happy because she is home with her family and then she has got me but she is too comfortable because she needs to go back to work also, seeing my phone vibrate in hand “baby mother” answering the call, walking away from the boys “I feel like a teenager again but what is up?” that is not my fault “well your momma need to stop clocking you, I just wanted to see what is up? Cassandra called you? You still talking to her yeah?” I need to remember that Robyn needs the help still “yeah she called me in the morning, she wants to meet but I can’t, but I said to her we can always talk on the phone. She says she hears the happiness in my voice but I need to venture out from this home and that will be my biggest test” even I knew that “I know you can do this Robyn, it’s hard to be there for you when we are trying to keep things in private for now. You have Mel with you” I know she won’t do it “but she is not you, you keep me safe. Chris I just don’t trust anyone, I can’t” I need to not push her on this “its fine, how is my little lady? Is she still thinking you’re sick and playing doctor with you?” changing the subject “yes, she told me to not walk around like I am now. I think we may have a doctor on our hands” letting out a low chuckle, I love my daughter.

Staring outside from the window “I know this is like last minute, trust me this has been going back and forth and I am not happy but I am having my album release party. It’s going to be my family, friends and some fans and I would like my family to be there. I would like you to come, you, Liana, Mel and your brother’s if they like. Just bring the whole family, let me know so I can make sure there is a spot for you guys but if not, can I have Liana with me for this?” I would like my daughter there “I mean if you don’t want too, its fine” deep down would want Robyn to come, just to support me “who will be there?” Robyn asked “just people we know, besides the fans. My team” I honestly don’t want her to say no “why not, ok. I will come” my smile slowly grew, this makes it even better “I will see you there yeah? Thank you baby, means a lot because I know the struggle you are going through silently. If you feel not right then please just come home, I will be looking out for you” this will be a lot for her but hopefully her family will help “it’s ok Chris, I should be fine” I am just glad my woman will be there for me.

Disconnecting the call sighing, hearing someone clear their throat behind me. Turning around to see Mijo “Ava has uhm leaked something again” what is wrong with that bitch “what is it, please tell me” I don’t want to see it “It’s you and Ava kissing and she captioned all over me” taking in a deep breath “I want to kill her, I swear. The fucking bitch” pushing passed Mijo, she has all of this, and it is like she was waiting for us to break up to leak all of this. Unlocking my phone and going on to my Instagram, tapping the camera icon and pressing record “I know my lawyer said to not say anything but I am not having you keep posting old pictures of us, that happened because you was there Ava. Stop being a bitter ex, on a real just please fucking move on. I have done shit and you know that but you know I love my daughter, you putting out all these allegations about me, talking about I snorted cocaine, I never have done that shit, talking about Rihanna. Ava you fucked with the wrong nigga, that waiver you signed well remember you can’t speak on me and you have, you about to be back to working in that dollar tree store. You only this upset is because shawty and I get on, you ain’t ever liked that shit, see you in court though” stopping the recording, I am done now, I need to just make sure Robyn knows I am being one hundred with all this shit.

I have told Mel and she is more than happy about going but now I have to say it to my family, I am excited to go but also nervous. There will be so many people around and no Chris to protect me, I just need to do this. Shuffling into the living area “mommy, boys!” I said, I hope to god my mom doesn’t have something stupid to say “so tonight is Chris’ album release party and he’s invited you all, even you mom. How about it?” I thought I would get to the point with saying it “why?” my mom said “what do you mean why?” I asked so confused “I mean why? He is being awfully nice and very close to you, what does he want?” what on earth is my mom on “nothing, he wants Liana to come and then said for you all to come along, it’s not a bad thing” my mom went silent “that would be dope, we will go” Rajad said, that is all I wanted to hear “will Joyce be there?” my mom asked, that is something I didn’t ask “uhm yeah, his family will be” my mom nodded silently “I will find my best dress then” I knew they wouldn’t say no to any of this, either way I would have went, the excitement in his voice when I accepted so I cannot let him down.

This is so last minute so I am blessed to have found these dresses for Liana and I, Vivienne Westwood made these matching red lace dresses for Liana and I, we have never worn them and Liana has finally grown into it, so we shall be wearing this together “look at you both!” Noella beamed, grinning from ear to ear as I placed the hair band on Liana’ hair “Liana has got some beautiful curls, y’all look beautiful” getting up from my positon “I try, Liana baby please go and get your gold ballerina dress shoes, they are on your bed” I will murder that child of mine if she ruins her clothes “you looking beautiful Robz, making all this effort” walking back over to my vanity table “well there will be lots of people there” I don’t know which diamond necklace to wear, I am honestly just thinking about Chris’ face, I just want to see him “Big D and Clay are here” Mel said behind me, I froze frowning “what!?” I spat, turning my head “they said they are here for us” Chris is actually thinking about us, a small smile played on my face.

Sat next to Rorrey in the back of the SUV, I feel so nervous. I just need to suck it up, I am well protected and I have my people with me. Closing my eyes breathing in and out, happy thoughts for now. Opening my eyes slowly, I look bomb as fuck for Chris even though I still don’t know where I am at with him, I can’t believe Chris would even wait for sex and it just worries me, I fall so easily and I need to step back “are you ok?” Rorrey broke my train of thoughts “your hands are shaking” he pointed, looking down at my hands “uhh cold” I lied “I am fine, just a little cold” playing off the fact I am just scared. I am so nervous when I shouldn’t be, I just have that thought in the back of my mind, anyone can just hurt me but I need to be strong.

The SUV slow down behind the SUV in front of us with my mom, Noella, Majesty and Rajad inside, seeing the banner outside the club has been changed to Chris’ face and album cover, this is so last minute. It looks so busy and this is what I don’t do right now “wait here” Clay said before getting out of the car “mommy!” Liana yelped from the back “Rorrey can you please get her out for me, we will be getting out soon” searching my bag, I want to know where Chris is “some movement, don’t want to be behind all the rest of the people” Clay said as he got back inside the car, looking up seeing the guy flashing a light into the car and waving the car over “this is busy for a private event” this is what I don’t like “hey princess” Liana held my leg as the car moved and she just stared on, she turned looking at me and then smiled “you look so beautiful and we are matching!” she touched my dress “pretty mommy” Liana pointed “just like my pretty baby, I am so blessed” my beautiful baby, a perfect mix of Chris and I.

The SUV came to a halt “wait in the car” Big D said getting out of the car, my phone buzzed in my hand, looking down and seeing Mel’ name. Why is she even texting me when she is just sat behind me, opening the text.

From: Mel

To: Robyn

You look bomb as fuck, you got us here so you slay this shit. Stop looking so scared because Rihanna doesn’t do that shit, love you! Be strong x

Breathing a sigh of relief, I needed that “thank you bitch” locking my phone “no problem, you slay that shit” looking to the side of me, Liana is only quiet because my brother is letting her play on his phone “he got all the celebrities out here” Mel said, seeing Diddy and Cassie walking together. I wonder what is taking them ages, my family in the car up front have already got out, unless they are trying to make it less hectic “Robz!” hearing my mom’ voice, the door opening up on my side “come on” she waved me over, staring at her in utter shock. This is all so weird for me “Mrs, we will walk Rihanna” Big D said, my mom stared at him “I can tell you are employed by Chris” my mom moved back “come” Big D said opening the door wider for me, sliding out of the car. Pulling my dress down, this dress is going to be forever sliding up “Rihanna!! Oh my God! It’s Rihanna” hearing people shouting and cameras flashing “mommy hold me!” Liana held her arms open, just what I needed.

With Liana on my hip, her grip on my neck couldn’t be any tighter. Walking between both Clay and Big D, it was like nobody could get near me, not even my own family. With my head down as we walked in “Rihanna, hey!” J Lo said my name, looking up smiling but we wasn’t about to stop. Looking up and around the area, they have totally switched this club up for him, looks actually nice “up there” Big D pointed, seeing the section my family are walking towards. I feel spoilt, Chris really made sure we got the best spot and extra security “daddy!!” Liana shouted and then clapped, looking to see where she is looking at and it was just a picture of Chris. Stepping up on the step, making sure not to make that mistake like I did last time, nobody gonna save my ass like he did.

I have honestly missed going out, this whole set up is so nice like I feel protected because it is generally everyone we know. Besides the fans taking pictures but I am away from them, my family are having a good time too, bottle service also “is he late?” my mom asked me, I shrugged standing up and clocking Chris’ friends which then I knew Chris is here somewhere “oohhhh sweetie! Look at you dancing” Joyce came over, Liana ran to Joyce in excitement “you look beautiful, my grandbaby and Rihanna, look at you” Joyce got her arm open “oh I am so happy to see you all” Tootie gave me a slight wave, Chris’ family all came to say to hi to us which I didn’t think they all would have done “I just came now” Christine said shaking her head “I did my makeup on the plane, I look a damn mess” hugging her close.

When they started playing Chris’ old music I knew he was coming out of somewhere “we have Chris Brown in the building ladies!” The DJ shouted, moving to the side a little because my brother decided to get in my view. Seeing Chris’ red snapback as he waved at the people making his way through, look at his entourage made me roll my eyes. This is why I doubt Chris because the females behind them just gets to me, that could all be innocent and they are with his friends but I don’t like it “mommy!” feeling Liana tug at my hand, looking down at her. She is wanting to see, I really don’t want to be picking her up.

I am still annoyed with my record label but this whole set up is so good, and the turnout is crazy. Smiling so wide just looking at the crowd, I think they only did this for me to make me happy after upsetting me about releasing my album but it’s done with now. Waving at the fans, looking around seeing my celebrity peers that came, I am really happy with this. Noticing a child on top of what I think is Rorrey, squinting my eyes “that is Liana” I said to myself pointing, my eyes fell to Robyn in the red dress. I am so proud of her, just to see her here, biting my bottom lip smiling. She looks so beautiful, hitting Mijo’ arms “get me Liana, the family to come over here” I said in his ear, I want to see my daughter.

I honestly hate when they be playing my old songs, I was so young and innocent. That is a damn lie, I was never that innocent. Seeing my daughter in the very same red dress as Robyn, my baby looks so damn beautiful. Mijo placed her on the ground with my mom, sister, and nephew behind him. Bopping my head as I danced towards Liana “I don’t know your name but excuse me miss I saw you from across the room. And I got to admit that you got my attention you’re making me want to say yo” grabbing Liana’ hands and pulling her along a little “Now shorty grab hold of my hand and let’s pretend the floor is ours” two stepping as I held her hands, Liana jumped up and down in one spot “come here” picking her up “I missed you little princess” pressing a kiss to her cheek.

Holding Liana as I grabbed the mic and the DJ lowered the music “I used to sing about some embarrassing shit, damn. I wish y’all would stop playing it” I chuckled down the mic “anyways, thank you. This is my album release party that was so kindly done last minute, not by me of course but by the record label themselves and I am blessed to have this set up and to have the people I love and mean so much to me. Thank you, thank you so much for coming out everyone and to hear my album, I am surprised this ain’t leaked out but this is something that does mean a lot to me” looking at Liana “I don’t want to be mad deep about shit but I am so blessed to have my daughter, she is so advanced for her age. To have her facetiming me, she be looking after me and then I remember why I do it, why I want to change and better myself. She may not understand things now but she will when she is older and I really want her to know that I changed for her, I know people say things and say that me being a father and for me to have a child with Rihanna was something that I wasn’t capable to do or should I say to be good enough for Rihanna. Everyone is entitled to their opinion but they’re wrong, well and truly wrong. I want to say thank you to Robyn, for being the best baby mother a guy can ask for and for bringing up our daughter, she has learnt from the best Robyn and I couldn’t thank you enough, you are truly amazing” Placing Liana on the ground.

She is starting to hurt my arm and stays playing around with Desean, licking my lips “I don’t usually do speeches like this but you know this album release is very public, and is being recorded. So I want to go over some things and hopefully answer some questions y’all been thinking. This whole album was done in VA, I was at a point in my life where I was self-loathing and it really goes through my journey. I do have a song on their called 4 years old, I was actually feeling very low and then you hear me going through ups and downs but I tried to make songs people will feel with me. I hope y’all like the album as much I do, thank you for listening though” that was a long ass speech, the crowd cheered which made me smile.

I honestly want to go over to Robyn but now everyone has heard the album I just keep having to greet everyone, this sucks ass and I have no idea where Liana has gone but I think my mom has her “loved it Chris” Cassie said, kissing her cheek as I hugged her “thank you so much, appreciate it” stepping back “dope, dope, dope. You out do yourself all the time” Diddy got his hand out “thank you, I try. I didn’t think it was good enough but hearing this is making me feel positive” Diddy rolled his eyes “nigga shut up, you forever putting music to shame” busting out laughing “stop it, I try” shaking my head “thank you for coming though” checking on Robyn’ section, she is still here and she is ok “you go and say hi to her” Diddy nudged me, smiling at me as he winked.

Turning around to make my way there but then seeing the section empty, my face dropped. What the fuck, I saw her and she was just there a second ago, what is happening. Looking around in confusion and seeing Big D’ head walking towards the exit “Chris” feeling a hand on my arm, I jumped a little “Mel” lowering my head “she wants to go home, not because of you but it’s a little too much. I recommended it, a fan only wanted a picture and she kind of had a meltdown” Mel said in my ear, frowning “I want to speak to her, I’ll walk you” I wanted her to stay longer.

Walking behind Mel to the SUV, Clay looked at me all confused just walking outside on my own, Mel dragged open the door “where is she?” Mel turned around in confusion “mommy cry” seeing Liana walking to the front, my eyes widened “Mel, make sure nobody gets in the car” moving passed Mel and climbing into the car “hey baby” stroking Liana’ cheek, seeing Robyn in the backseat wiping her face “don’t, it’s fine” she shook her head, sitting next to Robyn “then why are you crying, what’s wrong” Liana climbed onto Robyn’ lap “I just need to go home, please go back to your album release party. This is your night, don’t worry about me” why is she even being like this “but what happened?” I questioned “nothing! Just go, I am not your problem Chris and you know that. Just please leave me alone and be you, I will deal with this on my own” why is she pushing me away “you don’t have to be like this with me” she turned her head away which tells me to fuck off, blowing out air shaking my head “sorry” getting up from the back seat.

Closing the car door behind me, I feel upset “what happened?” Mel asked “she kind of told me to fuck off, what happened?” I don’t understand what happened “she was doing fine, dancing, smiling. She was really happy to see you, I don’t know. Her mood just changed when that fan tried to hold her, she did say she feels she is hold you back though and then Ava PMd Robyn earlier, she said something like you wasn’t in that much of a happy relationship if he asked me for my number when he was in a relationship with you, he had me lined up so don’t get above it. Just leave it for tonight, I will let you know, have a good night” I am so close to killing Ava, the bitch is fucking me over. The mistakes I have made are coming back to haunt me.

[elizabethschoices]

The Royal Romance, Chapter 4: My Thoughts

I’ve never understood why the last dance thing was so special. Like, it’s the end of the night, you’re tired, sticky with sweat, and all you wanna do is take your bra off and kick your heels up your own ass for wearing them.

Alright, we’re picking up where we left off and approaching Bradley as he talks to Lady Penelope. ‘Bout to throat punch that bitch.

She’s at the end of her story on how her family earned their fifth golden poodle statue. Overachievers, much? Bradley says he can relate and mentions the queen’s antique goblet collection. I wonder if it’s a collection that can’t be used, like your grandma’s fine china.

Now’s our turn to speak up. We’ll be polite and not a total dickhead and go with the simple ‘May I cut in?’ Penelope, while upset, is also mature about it and allows us to take the reigns. We got a relationship boost with Bradley, who is proud that we acted like adults and not children. Honestly, what’s the point of the other two choices? They’re disgustingly rude to the wrong person.

The orchestra plays a ‘dreamy waltz’ (their cheesy words; not mine!) and Bradley takes our hand. Now MC suddenly realizes she doesn’t know shit about dancing. Hoo boy, I love playing an idiot. Bradley’s got us though, and we follow his lead.

He tells us he’s glad to have a moment alone with us.MC makes an offhand comment about not really being alone, to which Bradley responds saying he’s got a trick up his sleeve. Premium choice coming?

Oh thank god no. (It’s sad when you’ve been conditioned to thinking you have to spend money to have any kind of fun.) He waltzes us over to a set of French doors (I love French doors) and takes us out on the balcony, where things are slightly more private. Caring as always, he asks about how we are and wants to know if we’re being taken care of. We tell him how good Maxwell (#Swooning) has been to us and how we haven’t met Bertrand yet. I catch the feeling Bertrand won’t really like us all that much. Maybe he’s part of some scheme to get Olivia and the prince together where he gets a really big payday from it and gets to kill his brother or some shit. Idk. Just spitballin’.

According to Bradley, Bertrand is different from Maxwell in that he’s more serious. But their house has quite the good rep because of him, so it’s safe to say he knows his shit. Bradley asks us how we feel about Cordonia. I love it, despite the fact that the situation around it reality tv’s wet dream.

Our relationship is boosted again. This game better throw Drake my way real quick before I say fuck it and pursue the prince on both of my devices.

Hm, Bradley says it’s a good thing we like it here because a queen should love her kingdom and then mentions Cordonia’s “recent history” with a sad face. Oh god sad music sad Bradley sad me.

The first queen left his father and his older half-brother (so I guess that explains how the prince would be related to Leo if your prince is the black or the Asian one) and he doesn’t really know the details of it. Which makes since, because that had to happen before he was born and all. I wonder how many years apart The Royal Romance and Rules of Engagement are.

Ex-queenie couldn’t handle the royal life. Boring. Give me a juicier explanation, like she hated her husband and tried to kill him, only she was caught and then executed publicly.

Aww, Bradley’s mother passed when he was a young boy. I can only imagine the pain someone feels when their parent dies when they’re but a child. It’s like, there’s still so much you need from them. Ugh. Death is cruel.

What. The Fuck. Answer Choices. Clearly the only acceptable answer is I’m so sorry because what kind of fucking dick do you have to be to say it was tough for Cordonia? Man, fuck Cordonia; that’s his fucking mother you’re talking about.

Moving on. He tells us instability in a monarchy isn’t good for a small kingdom because the currency is weakened, crime rates rise and tourism drops. The lives of the rulers really matter, so there’s got to be a good connection between the prince and his bride. This also means that we can’t change our minds from the prince to Drake/Hana because it makes Cordonia look bad. And the prince is lovely, and we care about him, so we should want what’s best for him and his home, right? I think so.

Poor baby. He’s too caught up in thinking about everyone else to give himself a second thought. That’s exactly why he doesn’t need the Zenobia spawn. She’d steamroll his ass without a care in the world. He apologizes for telling us all this, but I don’t mind. I may not be pursuing him on this specific playthrough, but that doesn’t matter. He can tell me anything; I’m there for him.

He tells us a story of how his father made him sit through hours of meetings for three weeks straight. He got bored of it (as any eight-year-old should) and liberated himself by playing hooky. He and Drake stole a ton of chocolate and hid in the gardens, making up games for the garden maze. The best one was maze-tag, he says. He shows us the entrance of the maze.

He continues on, saying they played for hours and hours, climbed up into a tree and took a nap. He then only woke up because he fell out of the damn tree and cussed like a sailor. My first reaction is that this boy knows any swear words.

Apparently MC can be surprised by that too. I’ll poke some fun at Drake though and say that I’m surprised Drake knows how to have fun. Bradley’s such a good best friend. His response is literally me with my best friend. Her name is Lyla and I adore her.  😄

MC tells Bradley how our experience with Drake hasn’t been the best. Bradley says he’s rough, but we’ll never meet anyone more loyal than Drake. I believe it. Bradley takes us back inside and we sway together as the music dies off.

And here’s our premium option. It’s enticing, but since I’m A.) A Drake junkie this time around and B.) Not the owner of seventeen diamonds, I’ll have to pass. No maze-tag with Bradley, even though it sounds fun. In another playthrough, my dear.

The night ends and now we’re back in our bedroom, getting ready for bed. There’s a knock on the door, and I hope it’s Drake but it probably won’t be him.

I knew it’d be Maxwell. He’s not unwelcome. ;)

Do we get to meet Bertrand now? We do! Maxwell is very happy to introduce us. Please tell me we get to romance him at some point. (Answer: Very fucking unlikely.)

Stick. In. The. Mud. Corrects us on how we greet a duke. We want him to like him, so we’ll apologize, Your Grace. You don’t know how hard my jaw was clenched, guys.

LOOK MOTHER FUCKER I’M NOT A DAMN DOG!

MC basically gives Bertrand that same sentiment, just with fewer swears. Maxwell tries to cool things off, but then Bertrand pulls him out of the room. We can hear them speaking behind the door.

MC is an idiot. Who the fuck else would they be speaking of? We’re going to listen at the door because even though they’ll probably come back in and find out we were eavesdropping on them, I want to hear what the high and mighty Bertrand has to say, as if I don’t already know that it’ll be that he doesn’t like us and how we shouldn’t be here, blah, blah, blah...

What did I tell you? I was right about that entire above paragraph. Bertrand accuses us of listening in. No point in lying. Yeah, we listened in and we don’t like what we heard.

MC tells Bertrand that if he doesn’t like us to get another girl to take our place. But it’s too late because they don’t have anyone to replace us, so we’re staying here.

Bertrand fills in the gaps that Maxwell didn’t. If we, their pick, marry the prince, their house gets fame and recognition, and they need that because they’re broke. So we have them relying on us to marry Bradley, and as we’re trying to romance Drake in this, that’s going to be hard to do. I’d hate to let them down, but you gotta follow your heart. And I heart a sarcastically witty asshat.

Bertrand doesn’t like that Maxwell revealed their financial status, and that’s just silly. They nominated us, so why not just tell us? Besides, there’s no shame in being broke. We all have our highs and lows with money.

After a lengthy explanation that, to me, was already self-explanatory about what our ‘win’ would mean to their house, Bertrand asks if we’ve prepared for the next day’s event. It’s a derby. Do we know what a derby is, the Duke asks condescendingly.

It’s a fancy horse race. Duh. Bertrand’s happy with our knowledge, at least. The derby will be the first time we can make an impression on the press. Maxwell says they don’t get many chances with the royals, so they’ll be all over us like flies on dog shit, so to speak. We really need to make a good impression, even if it does hinder our chances with Drake, ultimately.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand here’s the bullshit clothing choice. The expensive one will actually make us look competent and the second one will have nothing to do with the event, I’m sure. Fuck this game.

Looks like we’ll have to wait a minute for the outfit selection. We bid the boys goodnight and hit the hay. Olivia is in the boutique the following morning, and apparently is surprised we’re still here. Typical bitch antagonist. We won’t be petty about her clothes, nor will we bother talking about feelings. We’ll simply inform her that she can’t intimidate me.

She starts talking about chickens and shit, stating they have better plumage than us. Well no fucking shit, I don’t have feathers. Whatever. She’s out and now we take a look at our options. Olivia says to wear something runway-worthy for the press, Bertrand said wear something modern to impress the Queen. My eleven diamonds say neither.

I’m really sad though because that second outfit is gorgeous.

Also, I hate that hairstyle. I wanted the longer blonde, wavy-ish hair but I really don’t want to spend diamonds for that crap.

Anyway.

Bluebell it is. I love wearing a dress named after a ship that was the site of five brutal murders in the sixties.

Will we be able to survive the derby? Bitch, I can’t even survive another chapter with no Drake.