#literally me irl so does it count as an oc

[number1neneliker]

art ig might finish aka color and shade

reblogs > likes [its just a sketch though i really dont care]

[aventvrina]

Author portrait. Get to know the author behind the blog! repost, do not reblog.

Basics.

Name/nickname: Z/Uzi/Uzir all from Uziris Age: 29 Pronouns: She/her Years of writing: 13 on tumblr, 16+ if we count MSN

Reflection.

Why did you pick up writing? - I picked up writing around the same time I picked up drawing. It was just something I kinda always did on instinct, I gotta thank a lot my cousins for putting up with me being my first beta readers. But honestly it was mostly do I could make my own fun with my characters. Do you have any writing routines? - I fear I am a very in the moment writer. I've tried all my life to change it but if I'm not feeling it it's not coming. (Yes, I did suffer a lot writing my thesis how could you tell?) However, when I'm in the mood I only have two options, either I write a thesis and two books in one setting or I write one paragraph that satisfies the urge and call it a day. There's no in between. What's your favorite part about writing? - Character exploration. Love to put to words the gremlin's thoughts and explore the living hell out of everything they do, think, own, feel. Every little detail offers so much, a gesture, a pause, a glance, it's so telling I love it. And well, breaking them in too, I don't mean this in a literal sense, but more so, in putting them in challenges (good or bad) that put to test their foundations and see what comes of it. Let's get that inner development!!

Three things you like about your writing.

One. Oh man this isn't really something I think about? I just kind of go with what comes to mind at the moment. I guess I like the simplicity? I try to go for something that's easy to read through and get the gist mostly cause I know a lot of times my writing can come off weird by trying to put to words what makes sense grammatically in one language for another. Two. I'll be very honest I am coming at a blank here. Maybe the length? I know it's stupid to like lengthy replies but i'm a yapper by nature and I guess that also translates into writing which I don't mind at all. A lot of times I have to slap my wrist over length and erase a few paragraphs cause there's no need to offer that much info for something small, I wish I knew how to be short and concise but alas. Three. How direct it is? I could go and try to double read or rewrite stuff but honestly the less i think about it the better it comes off. So all my replies are first tries. I do sometimes put some previous structure to it so i remember what i wanted to go for but in the end, whatever comes out is what i was telling myself at the moment without thinking too much.

A question for the next person.

Write a question for the next person to answer. Once you've answered it, leave a new question for someone else to answer.

When life throws you lemons, and gets you down, does writing become something that you're drawn to as to get you through it, or do you feel like it does the opposite?

This heavily depends, I have used writing and rping to work through bad times before, it helped me as much as it damaged me but then again it's not like i had much choice back then. Nowadays I rather keep it at arms length. As much as I feel that it could help, this is supposed to be a hobby I enjoy, if i come with a spoiled mood to it, it'll ruin the fun. I will look at what I wrote and be reminded of what I was going through rather than whether I enjoyed it or not. Specially if I'm going through a very rough time, as it has happened before.

Tell me about your favourite roleplay experiences ! what was a thread that you really enjoyed ?

I don't know if anyone here knows what IScribble is but it was one of my first rp spaces where i rped both in writing and drawing. It was genuinely fun, met one of my irl best friends there and we kept rping through MSN with OCs. Despite the obvious cringe plots/ideas and very, very bad english, it was one of the most fun i have ever had rping where we started with two ocs and ended up crafting a whole entire community and lore surrounding them. And of course, ended up with a life-long friend.

Thread wise though, it has to be back on 2017/18 when i was rping in a Firefly themed closed rp group. Since it was closed, all our characters had to personally know each other and their stories merged together on the ship, during one of the events there were huge breakthroughs in a significant character relationship that still lives rent free in my head cause it was completely spontaneous. We had nothing planed except that they were acquainted from a mission before boarding the ship, all else that transpired was just pure back and forward jumping on the characters reactions to each other and it was -chefs kiss- We ended up having a lot of fun before the rp shut down and we all moved on with life (mel from hell if you're out there love ya! sol to my sid & jane to my petra)

New question: When you're in a writing funk what inspires you to write?

Tagged by: @artisaen & @iniziare (smooching you both) Tagging: @liecoris, @shrineofprophecy, @wolfkcst, @pairidaezah & you!!!

[spookyscarycreepydollgirl]

I deleted your comment because it made me so mad, but I need to explain why so you don't keep doing this. You shouldn't make queer characters straight, but it's fine to make straight characters queer because they are not a marginalised group. They are not an underrepresented group. HC-ing straight people queer is not the same as HC-ing ace people allosexual. Asexual people are ridiculed and ignored within their own community, so when we get canon representation, that needs to be respected. When the media is as saturated with ace rep as it is straight rep, we can revisit this conversation, but until then if you like the dynamic of two characters there's no reason why you can't take that and make something new with it. You don't need to erase ace characters in the process. Hope this helps

That’s a dumb thing to think, and I think you know it. Characters from marginalised groups requiring protectionist double standards I mean. They’re fictional characters, they exist to entertain. They aren’t real or worth protecting, no matter what their sexual orientation or lack there of is. I literally kill my OCs in the name of fetishisation on my blog. You don’t protect fictional characters, they’re tools, they exist to be used and exploited no matter who they represent.

That’s not even getting into the fact that you aren’t even talking about media representation, you’re talking about fanfiction. A niche close knit form of media that the majority of people will never even see. If you’re trying to influence how others think on a societal or systemic level, fanfiction is a laughable way to do it. You can’t dictate how an audience reacts to a character. You can’t control who people will ship with who or what they write about. Fanfiction is a hobby, it’s done for fun, out of dedication and passion. You should be grateful that people like the same characters you like and the same stories you like enough to want to invent new stories for them, being picky about those stories in an artistic sense is fine, but pretending it’s a question of morality? That’s just self-righteous. It’s just bossing people around and shaming them cause you think you know better.

I ship Gale X Astarion X Tav even though Gale isn’t poly and Astarion has some definite sexual trauma in his past. I ship Yuugi/Atem even though Yuugi is canonically straight. I ship tons of other things that are not even remotely canon. It’s not wrong or evil it’s creative license and it’s fun.

I should clarify that the post they’re so mad about they deleted was me essentially saying: “I ship Yuugi/Yami no Yuugi, even though Yuugi is canonically into pussy, I’m not sparing the straights, so why would I spare the asexuals?” I forget the actual wording, I don’t think I mentioned pussy in so many words. So just think of this version as a slightly more crass and dramatic reenactment.

Anyway I don’t even feel offended by being deleted this time because I’m too taken back by the need of OP to correct my supposed bad behaviour.

I’mma be honest guys, while I told this person I would lance the sacred cow of canonical queerness. I don’t actually have that many fanfiction OTPs I can think of that are straight despite being canonically queer. (Does Pomni X Caine count? An AI could be assumed to be canonically asexual right? But then the Moon is implied to get frisky so…yeah I don’t think I can determine this with just a pilot episode)

So not only am I sex repulsed IRL and thus the last person who needs to be told that life is tough for folk on the ace spectrum but the supposed “horrible” thing this person NEEDS to stop me doing I’m not entirely sure I’ve actually done. (I’ve read ALOT of fanfiction in my life though so I could just be misremembering.)

If anyone’s wondering why I’m so passionate about this though. It’s cause I want to be a proper writer one day and fictional characters as tools to be exploited is an inalienable right for writers. Does this mean I think getting attached to or empathising with characters is bad if you’re a writer? Hell no! But you gotta treat them like Sims characters and drown them in the pool without a second thought. I like my Sims, I empathise with my Sims and I still wouldn’t fucking hesitate to murder them in cold blood. And THAT my friends is the ideal attitude we should all aspire to when writing.

[coastxlwaters]

*cough* hullo i hope this isnt a strange or rude thing to say- but as like. a person from the side of sams who likes to ship things, i very much love and appreciate how kind you are!!! some people who dont like to ship things (which is 1000% okay btw, we all have our preferences) are. very big on harassment (and so are some people who *do* ship things, to be fair), but you are just. a nice person!!! ive seen you advocate to leave shippers alone and to not harass them, and that you should just block people you dont agree w instead of pestering them. and i thank you for that a whole lot, sincerely!!!

okay thats it buh bye

-bird

You just made my day, its not weird! I love to get these kinds of things, and yes im against harassing others for their own preferences. I do not like to make my blog about this stuff, and i do follow many shippers! Their art is super cool, and i just avoid the shipping parts they make. I mean, im not a romantic shipper (other than solruin) but i do have a QPR ship of dark sun/solstice x eclipse. I have lost many, many followers and mutuals from that and i dont want other people to have that feeling of dread or sadness when they watch their follower count go down or be blocked by sm they would once call their friend. It really does hurt even if you understand the reason why.

I do draw the line of shipping when it comes to minor x adult though, so i am not some amazing person who has the ability to forgive everything. I appreciate that i have had several asks like this that have made it seem like that, but i am not that great of a person.

I also think there are some that do not ship that go and harass others that dont ship under the disguise of being sm who does ship so it throws more hatred to the ones who do ship and enjoy that. I think that as i have seen it happen many times IRL and in other fandoms. Its a way to make the other side look bad, it usually works.

Im not saying that shippers do not harass, as i have seen some that do, but i am saying both sides are in the fault here.

Im adding this here:

Do. Not. Hate. The. Show. For. Disliking. Some. Ships.

They are real people who also have boundaries and preferences, we understand that yall ship the characters and not the VAs (i mean, some have done that and you really shouldnt do that) but think of it like this.

You and your sibling/close friend (just sm who you dont feel romantic attraction to) make ocs, you post them online. Then people start shipping them. You would get uncomfortable, right? Since a part of your brain is thinking: “but me and my (non romantic partner) dont like eachother like that, but now yall are making this stuff and making us uncomfortable.“

Ofc i feel as if the VA’s could have handled some things better, but we are all human and make mistakes. Just dont bring them into this. So tag your stuff correctly, do not harass, and enjoy the stuff that you enjoy and ignore the stuff you dont. Thats what you call basic human decency, you can be mad at them all you want in your head as long as you dont say it.

Sorry for the long rant, but i cant reblog stuff like this due to being blocked by people who do say stuff like this so i wanted to get this out and on my blog. And i swear to god do not go annoy or harass the people who do say this stuff and saying “why did u block this person!“ they have their reasons for blocking me and others and we should respect them. I have seen people who do this and i dont like it. So dont go harass another person for blocking sm you may think is nice. For all you know i could be a bitch and asshole irl and they know me irl and thats why they blocked me.

Dont harass or get angry at sm until you can see it from their point of view. Since you dont know what they are seeing that you are not.

(but this ask did make my day! Im literally so happy rn cause i try to practice what i preach but smt i feel like i fail or do the wrong thing that makes me look like a hypocrite!!)

[justapixelthing]

Rant about how to make OOT Zelink work with TP Link being a Farmer

I had this rant stuck in my head at work so I have to get it out or I'll explode!

So child timeline: Malon has a thing for Link but Link has eyes for Zelda and kinda has to break Malon's heart. So what does he do? As Link trains to become a knight, he meets a guy (an OC I have yet to present) who seems perfect for her. So he sets the two up and they become a couple. Link works his way up the ranks and becomes a royal knight, eventually also getting a honorary noble title (those do indeed exist). And once Zelda is queen she can do whatever she wants and marries Link. Besides Link literally has the mark of the gods (triforce on his hand) in a religious Kingdom like Hyrule. I doubt he'd be just a simple peasant. Not to forget to mention the warning of impending doom.

So Link and Zelda have multiple children and so do Malon and OC.

One of Zelda and Link's children ends up falling with love with one of Malon and OC's children. The ZeLink child eventually decides it wants to leave the royal duties to the siblings and moves to the farm to be with Malon's child (giving up royal life is also a thing that happens sometimes IRL, most recent example being... the kinda messy one of Harry and Meghan). ZeLink child x Malon/OC child create the bloodline that leads to Twilight Princess Link being a farmer. There are definitely at least several generation between them. I've seen people mention that the 100 years between OoT and TP was a mistranslation and it's actually hundreds. Can't confirm for sure but makes more sense considering how vastly different Hyrule is.

So that means: TP Link is: A descendant of Link, Zelda and Malon. It's basically a second generation MaLink through their children. Sure it is a lot easier to go the Malon and Link end up together route, but as long as Nintendo never confirms MaLink, It's pretty valid to go another way with your headcanon. That does make TP Link and Zelda veeery distant cousins, but so distant to the point that they can't really be counted as related if you want to ship them. (If you don't want to ship TP Zelink, them being lost cousins is also a cute story.)

Also kinda fits in with the Hero's Shade armor. It looks like no other armor of any other knight. Maybe it was a royal armor? I do think the Shade acts more like an old mentor, than a young man, so I think he probably died in old age and got buried with his armor, or fell in battle when he was an old man and no longer as strong (bc let's be real hero of time + hidden skills? He must have been a beast in his prime time). If his children were a mix of royals and a farmer, no wonder he wouldn't have taught them his skills. Or they just didn't want to or weren't fit for it. And ofc Link would still lament not being remembered as hero. It's not about being any hero but the hero of time. No matter how many people knew about it, no one would be able to relate.

Long story short: Oot Zelink is possible with a few extra steps. BUT MaLink wouldn't be a bad couple and I see nothing bad in people who like them. I just forever prefer ZeLink over MaLink because to me the romantic implications are too strong. I feel like Nintendo originally wanted ZeLink to be the main focus (Miyamoto saying he sees Zelda as Links girlfriend) but accidentally made MaLink a strong possibility by making TP Link a farmer. But that's just my thought. The TP Manga does try to retcon this quite a bit.

Anyway, as long as nothing is put as canon, every ship and head canon is perfectly valid and this is mine. :D Pls don't fight over things like fictional character love interests. Adding a fictional story to a... fictional story is no crime. It being open for our interpretation creates a lot of diversity and I like that.

Sorry for the long rant! Edit: Or just have Malon Zelda and Link in a poly relationship :D

[blizzardream]

ah hell Nona @noname-nonartist tagged me and I can't resist a tag game...

Tag game time yippee

read more added if you don't wanna read it all lmao

1. Are you named after anyone?

uhhhh no? not technically

2. When was the last time you cried?

I made myself cry last week while self-reflecting lmao it happens a lot

3. Do you have kids?

*gestures to my miles-long list of OCs* there. those are my kids, say hi :D

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I think almost literally everything. I played a lot of sports as a kid because my mom would sign me up for classes, although I don't think I've been in any proper competitions. I used to love soccer as a little kid, but I think the most notable one I've done is archery, if that counts. (I would love to do archery again it's really fun.)

5. Do you use sarcasm?

No. Never. Never in my life. No I'm not being sarcastic right now. (I am being very sarcastic right now LMAO I can't even read sarcasm most of the time)

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone?

Um. If irl then their appearance and any notable colors they're wearing, if online then I note their mannerisms and associate them immediately with their pfp. If it's notable enough I might lock on to their name more than their pfp.

7. Eye color?

They look like two balls of void but in sunlight they turn into maple syrup.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

My ass cannot handle scary movies for the life of me but I'm more okay with horror games for some reason. Happy endings all the way in this case.

9. Any talents?

Perfect pitch, physically really flexible, I have some useless ones like touching my tongue to my nose (don't ask for proof I won't give it to you. just trust)

10. Where were you born?

Taiwan! I'm not going more specific than that.

11. Hobbies?

I draw and sometimes I get motivated to animate stuff. I'm also an avid video gamer (see my list of hyperfixations and interests in my pinned post lmao) and a huge enjoyer of stories in general. I used to write a lot, I've written a few fanfictions but they're nothing to write home about.

12. Any pets?

Not currently. In the past I've had custody over hamsters and a goldfish, not at the same time.

13. Height?

5'3 or 5'4 I think. somewhere in there

14. Favorite school subject?

World history hands down. It's so interesting to me. Especially if it's like ancient civilizations and empires and their belief systems. I love learning about different cultures. Also maybe music?

15. Dream job?

does being an animator count if I'm actively working towards being a better one and also taking an animation class currently

...I'm not gonna tag anyone else lol I don't know anyone on this site I'm like. completely okay with bothering for a tag game

[springcatalyst]

About my OCs game

thank youuu @hamburgerslippers for tagging me, as always I have a blast making u look at my guys and i know there's at least one other tag game u sent me that i havent done and yes i live in constant shame

Favorite OC: Julian Dae

I'd love to lie and say I don't have favorites but I do and it's. Well. Not my fault he's bitchy and damaged and disconnected and isolated and angry and (<- is my fault)

Newest OC: Diana Rojas?

I might change her last name BUT I have finally started to figure her out. As far as 'this character has probably existed' she's older than a few others like Sumaya or a couple unnamed ones, but she's actually got plotline so she counts more than them. Also she actually has a design (tho it's subject to change).

Oldest OC: Julian Dae

Of fucking course. He's changed a lot obvi but I first made him in like... 2018. He's old as fuck. Functionally he's more like 2 or 3 years old tho because that's when I solidified his actual story to (roughly) what it is now.

Meanest OC: ...Julian Dae

I'm sensing a theme. Listen I'm not just joking when I say he's a bitch he is kind of an asshole. People don't like him for good reason. He doesn't exactly work and play well with others. He's soooooo defensive that it circles around to being offensive. He

Softest OC: Milo Montalvo!

He's done literally nothing wrong in his whole life but also if you say that you're missing the point and u dont get him like i do <3. Listen. He cares about people and he's easy to be around BUT he makes mistakes and sometimes in the effort of not hurting anybody he ends up doing more damage. But mostly he's sweet. My perfect fucked up guy.

Most standoffish/aloof OC: Brooke Ulriche

She's soooooo disaffected she doesn't see the point of getting close to people anymore so she just doesn't. She moves through people's lives with little thought to them which means she doesnt really care about any of them?? Just in a personable manner?? But also she DOES care but only in the sense of how she is useful to them. She's really normal guys.

Dumbest OC: .... ...Julian Dae

I hesitate to call him dumb but compared to the others... yeah. He's too impulsive for his own good and he doesn't really think about consequences. He's never had a plan in his life. Everybody else is either really methodical (Liliana, Brooke, Reiji) or emotionally intelligent and good at problem solving (Milo, Diana) and Julian just... isn't. He's fuckin stupid but also look out? I guess?

Smartest OC: Liliana Hart!

And that's why they go so well together! Lmao she's not perfect (FAR fucking from it) but she actually IS really good with a plan and is patient and brutal and you know that post that's like "ruthless just means seeing the clear line between here and there"? that's Liliana. She's detail-oriented and careful and while going off-book isn't exactly her strong suit she CAN make it work because she has good instincts. She's good at considering all the options and picking the best one.

Horniest OC: ..............Diana

LISTENNNNNNNNNN I. She. Ok???? If she wasn't so gay like 90% of her problems would go away but I. you. let her live

OC I'd bang: For legal purposes I cannot answer this

yeah i'm taking the coward's road with this one. u dont need to worry about it ASDFGHJKLKJHGFD

OC I'd be besties with IRL: Milo...

I said he's easy to get along with and I'm difficult so like..... Also Liliana tho because she's outgoing and trans and that's all it takes. Julian would just wanna fight and the other three are too quiet so we wouldn't speak to each other because you know I dont start conversations.

also i'm realizing now Reiji gets NOTHING. fuck him i guess (<- i lpve him)

[hallasimss]

👃 : Does your OC smell good? Do they have a signature scent?

this took me practically all day bc i am,,,,, slow af when it actually comes to putting thoughts on paper but. three different questions, three different OCs!!! we'll do Jalal, Nithya and Zuhr for this since i have been dying to talk about them <333

👃 : Does your OC smell good? Do they have a signature scent?

God. so this is entirely my fault and is all based on that time i walked through a local market and was literally glued to the stall that was selling little imported bottles of oud attar (which i did not buy bc they were too expensive *sobs*) but uh. if you had to ask me that is more or less exactly what Jalal smells like. very warm, very earthy, woody (other than the oud, ofc, sandalwood if you squint)—there's some floral there as well, jasmine and rose, the afterthought of dampness after a wash. (think of dirt after a light rain, not a complete soaking, but just enough that you can smell the petrichor. the best reference i can give that is hopefully close enough irl is this mitti attar, which i have resolved to save up to buy one day bc i will f*ck around to have the scent of rain in a bottle tyvm) if you're around him at the end of a long day (and he hasn't bathed yet) he smells faintly of smoke and spices, saffron maybe? anyway the point is he smells f*cking good and the threat of me biting him is real

💦 : Is your OC’s attractiveness based on looks or a more intangible aura?

the aura, hands down. Nithya is an absolutely f*cking gorgeous human being (i mean look at her) but i think the real appeal comes from the way she carries herself. she's been through a lot to get to where she is and still struggles with her mental health, so one of the most important things that she's done is work on her confidence—despite being soft spoken you can almost sense when she enters a room, now, that's how much the entire atmosphere changes.

💌 : How would they plan a romantic evening for a significant other?

both Zuhr and her fiancé prefer a quiet evening in rather than going out and being mobbed by the press—after all there isn't much of a way to get around without being seen when one of you (In-tae *cough*) is a world famous actor and the other is the literal leader of a GCC nation, so depending on their schedule she'll usually plan to have dinner together (rock paper scissors decides who cooks, if they cook at all) and watch a movie afterwards. (what movie that is hinges on whether Zuhr is in the mood to dig up one of In-tae's older releases and watch him squirm throughout the entire thing as he severely judges his past acting skills, sksksksk) it's more everyday domesticity than anything else, but considering the fact that they rarely see each other except for when one of them is visiting for whatever, i am going to give in and say it is the little things that count.

send me piping hot oc asks!

[casualkhajiit]

Hey! This is an Intro Post!

Yeah I really did just see gerber make an intro post and started writing, I'm even gonna steal the layout he has! I'm so devious

General

Names, I don't have many to go by but I saw people rating theirs on twitter before and I like that format:

Casual 10/10 thats me!

CasualKhajiit 6/10 full name, real formal, I'm more...Casual than that (gettit? like my name)

Khajiit 3/10 I don't even play Skyrim anymore really

Cinna 3/10 my fursona's name, but she's more of a seperate character than 1:1 of me so its a bit weird to refer to me as her

Al 7/10 a nickname, only really for people who know me irl

My pronouns are She/They, I'm pan and taken

DNI if your racist, homophobic, a TERF, a zoophile, a proshipper, or just any of that icky stuff in general! Also I'm literally a communist so like if your some sorta bootlicker then uh, you won't like me! (but this is tumblr not reddit or something so I doubt thats much of an issue)

My blog isn't like, an adult blog, but it can involve topics and stuff not for kids! I'd prefer 18+ but I'm not that strict on it, if you run up to me and be like "I'm 9!" I'll be weirded out tho and probably block you or something

What you can expect to see here

Really, just whatever I reblog (memes and art) and whatever I post (art and random thoughts in the form of text posts). I don't use Tumblr for much other than fandom stuff so expect mostly that. I try to draw more fandom stuff but honestly I fall back on drawing my fursona a lot because I'm used to drawing her, I cannot draw humans very well so it'll probably be furries or cats mostly! I wish I could write well but like, nah, I've tried - I'll leave the writing to my boyfriend lmao

I think my asks are open, I'm not sure on how this website works I'm like an old decrepid man so if they aren't actually on then whoopsie daisies!

Fandomsss

Disco Elysium: Spoilers now ok! Love the lads, and I swear that is the funniest book game in existance

Splatoon: I don't actually play all that much anymore but I am HERE for the music and idols, I don't know a lot of lore but I'm here for the ride

Warrior Cats: Its like one of my oldest fandoms, I don't follow as closely anymore but I'm there for it. Like, all my music taste is from Warrior Cats MAPs, them funky animated cats got taste, y'know?

My own (and my friends) ocs: ok it doesnt technically count as a fandom but they're all that exist in my tiny brain! All the thoughts in my head are abt them! There's like nothing else in there!

Jujitsu Kaisen: No manga spoilers!! I am a little bit obsessed with this show, to the point I made a bargain with my boyfriend (who does not like Anime) to get him to watch it

The Boys: No spoilers I'm only on season 2! This was my end of the bargain mentioned in the fandom above, and now I am kinda obsessed with this too- Frenchie and Kimiko <3

Art as a whole: I just like trying different art forms, from 3D modelling to digital art to painting to sculpting to fursuit making, its very fun 10/10 would reccomend

The grand finale

yep thats me

[rrosyan]

Tagged by @saikkunen. Thanks a lot, I like doing stuff like this and it’s been a while :3

What book are you currently reading? Brisingr (for those who’ve never heard of it, the third book in the series Eragon starts). I’ve read it few times before, but it’s been a while since I last did it. Still love the series. Also there’s Mariel of Redwall, with which I’ve been stuck for more than six months now. It is dangerous to re-read a book for a millionth of time when you remember that oh no, next is the part you don’t care about.

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? I only went to see one movie in theaters in 2022 (yeah it’s already 2023, shut up), and it was Sonic 2. I did go see it 3 whopping times, so it’s pretty safe to say it’d be my favourite even if there were any others.

What do you usually wear? Uhhhh hoodies, fitting tank tops or t-shirts, loose pants. Colors vary, mostly black but there can be others.

How tall are you? 169cm.

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? Libra. I do not know, Trafalgar Law from One Piece is close enough to a celebrity for me.

Do you go by your name or nickname? I choose to think this refers to irl, so name. My dad is literally the only one to ever call me nicknames or pet names.

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? I never really wanted to be anything but a tango queen when I was a kid, and that was when I was 4 or so. So, I guess ‘no idea’ came true.

Are you in a relationship? If not who is your crush if you have one? Nope. Also no crushes.

What’s something you’re good at vs something you’re bad at? Uhhh I guess I’m kinda good at drawing and writing? Maybe? Good is such a vague term. I do enjoy those, and I think that’s more important than being ‘’’good’‘‘ at things. I am bad at playing any instruments. Too many things you’re supposed to do simultaneously with your body.

Dogs or cats? Cats!!!! Dogs are also good, but cats make me more stupidly happy than any other creatures I’ve met.

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? I have drawn some pretty good pictures this year, but I haven’t posted them online and I don’t feel like doing that now either. I do enjoy one undead wolf knight thingy I drew. I also like (still partly wip) doll’s bed I made a lot. I have written a lot, but isolating a single line is impossible.

What’s something you would like to create content for? Currently I’d like to doodle all of my favourite One Piece characters, but we’ll see when I’ll get to that. I have also been redrawing my oldest ocs with the same kids’ color pencils and other stuff as 20 years ago, and it’s been lots of fun. Overall I wanna work on my original projects more.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? Stardew Valley and Sonic Frontiers. Too bad I already completed the latter, I am waiting for the dlc’s to come. Also obsessed about my original projects.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? Dissapointment is for those who do not know how to keep their expectations and excitement realistic. Jokes aside, I am honestly fairly good at being realistic about things I’m interested in, and it is a very rare occasion I am actually dissapointed about something I was excited for first, and it didn’t happen in 2022.

What’s a hidden talent of yours? It wouldn’t be hidden if I told you, would it. Tbh, I have no idea. Organizing material things maybe? Keep your timetables and whatnot away from me, but let me rearrange those messy drawers and closets of yours.

Are you religious? Nah. I am slightly spiritual pagan of my own brand though.

Whats something you wish to have at this moment? Does not-ill body and mind free of constant anxiety count? If not, then Freedom Planet 2 Switch port would be nice, but that won’t be out before next summer.

Tagging: Nah, don’t really feel like atm. If you wanna do this, consider yourself tagged.

[spiritsncrystals]

if ya still doin that ask meme how about miss sherry? :3c

Even if I wasn't I'd still probably jump at a chance to talk about her : D

[WHAT I LIKE ABOUT HER]

The french woman of all time!! One of the few in canon Female Turbo Duelists in 5ds!! (And by few, I mean two) she's so cool even with her few counts of breaking and entering like I genuinely enjoy the fact she's a woman with a plan and is willing to go the mile for her goals

Also her bike god her bike's design is so fucking good Storm (as tag force called it I dont exactly remember the name duel links gave it) with the medival horse motif like god it's so unique (Shout out to Mizaguchi too he's a real one for sticking with her for all these years)

[WHAT I DISLIKE ABOUT HER]

I guess if i had to pinpoint anything it's the fact she was so easily willing to jump ship to Illiaster when Z-ONE gave her the chance to see her parents again because that's clearly more important than the fact a temple is being dropped on a city yet at the same time I get it especially considering they'd literally been murdered when she was like 6 or 7

[WHAT I LIKE ABOUT HER APPEARANCE]

The suit absolutely! Just like the pairing of the colours because the white and magenta play off each other really well and the darker colours from her shoulder pads and breast protection plate are a good contrast

And her red turtle neck really brings it all together!!

Her eyes are also very pretty

The Illiaster attire is neat too what with the monochromatic palette but I still prefer her original outfit

[SUB OR DUB NAME]

There's zero difference for her specifically

Her butler Mizaguchi has his dub name Elsworth but I think I still prefer Mizaguchi

[FAVOURITE CARD]

Honestly, as iconic as Sorcerer du Fluer or ZONE are I quite like Horses of the floral Knights one of the few sherry cards i own Irl too

[OTP]

I have to mention my Oc X Canon Ashblossom with my Oc Iari Fudo (If people want to know more about her I can always make an indetail post about her and her relationship with Sherry in the future) for now all I need to say is Them <3 (and that Tag force says their canon/j)

I also think Rose Knight (Aki Sherry) is pretty neat :))

[NOTP(s)]

This really isn't against either her or bruno but shipping them together just doesn't really vibe with me but if anyone does like it fair enough

[FAVOURITE SCENE/LEAST FAVOURITE SCENE]

Honestly I love the episodes she debuts in mostly for the high thrill action like girl shows up on the scene like "yeah there's a bomb in your D-wheel you stop moving its gonna explode" damn

I also like the scene when she's facing Aki n Crow up in the Arc Cradle and whilst hung up in the grip of that one card she's about to loose and she just starts wailing that she wants her parents to hold her and kiss her again just wahhh it tugs

Least favourite I guess the supposed "Death" and meeting Z-ONE. Same reasoning for when I said what I disliked but again I do get it

[Fuck marry or kill]

Your honour, we're already married ✨️

[the-oc-lass]

Apparently tag games are all over

So I got tagged by @king-chaos-world I didn't know this was a thing on Tumblr, but it's a nice surprise! So, without further ado, I guess I'll answer some questions.

Favorite Color

Blue! I particularly like sky blue and very dark blue (like a navy blue)

2. Currently Reading

Um, not really anything? When I do read, it's usually short fanfics (I haven't read one that exceeded 16,000 words in a while) for various fandoms. Pretty much whatever fandom has caught my interest recently. I have three non-educational books in my dorm, though. They're sitting on my bookshelf. I can see them from here. Couldn't tell you what the titles are though lmao

3. Last Movie

I literally just finished my third rewatch of Nimona under an hour ago! This movie is honestly a bit of a comfort movie for me, and I watch it every Friday when I stay at the dorms. I like to squeal about goldenheart and get protective over my child Nimona.

4. Last Song

Does the deep sleep music I'm currently listening to count? In all seriousness, though, the last song I listened to was Try by P!nk. I had to listen to one song that let me think of my Nimona OC before I went back to working on fanfics.

5. Last Series

Last series I finished was Ahsoka, but the last series that I watched in general was Loki! I watched the first episode of season 2 last night, I'm enjoying my timeless husbands, thank you very much

6. Currently playing

I haven't played any video games recently, but I just got my dad's old PS5 brought to my dorm a few weeks ago (haven't had time to play). I'd like to play something this weekend, maybe some good old Minecraft, or Lara Croft. Or I could finally play the Long Dark, which I've wanted to play for years.

7. Currently Working on

The next chapter for my Clone Wars oc fic. There are four chapters already posted if you want to check it out. Allow me to offer you the link:

I, uh, have no idea who to tag. I don't really know many tumblr people (I barely even interact with my mutuals it seems? Definitely didn't expect to get tagged in this game). Idk, someone leave me suggestions in case I get tagged again (which I really enjoyed, actually. I like talking to people, but don't get the chance to irl because I get really nervous and anxious at the thought of talking to people)

[ambersgiantpanda]

Ohhhhh this is so interesting cause I kinda went through all the stages lol (boys and girls, though I'm straight, so we're just being hypothetical). And I think I'm gonna make this list gradually from those who I most likely would date.

But okay, let's get into it - ~long post warning~

And let's start with Amber. My number one girl, love her so much, we would have the most amazing time on sleepovers talking about fashion and color coordination of our outfits, doing each other's hair and makeup and then make out. She was my first girl crush ever, nothing more to say.

Close second place is Patricia aka my second girl crush ever, from whom I've stolen half of my personality (the other half is Amber's lol). I even had my hair dyed blonde at the top and cherry red at the bottom once because I wanted to have a piece of both of them on me. But anyway - Patricia. We have pretty much the same music taste, I grew up listening to Sick Puppies and I love alternative rock (not as much as I love Taylor Swift, but it's still one of my fav genres). Concert dates would be amazing. I had my goth phase too, I wore pink and purple hair extensions (and I wish someone told me that the black lipstick on a 4'5 twelve-year-old looked ridiculous, but hey, it's the thought that counts). I would join her when she pours liquids over people's heads because I've done it irl as well; watching her soaking Eddie in milk gave me such a great idea of how to treat people who don't respect me or don't understand what a 'no' means. Drinking enormous amounts of coffee, severely arguing while trying to learn how to drive (because we're both bad at this), cuddling on the couch while pretending it's way too mushy for the both of us but secretly loving it, - yes, please.

Next one is Eddie. His loyalty and the things he would do for his loved once speak for themselves. He would literally die for those he loves. He literally has died for those he loves. There's nothing more I would ask. He would be down for getting matching tattoos. And I bet our kids would be so cute.

Fourth place - Jerome. Yes, I do have problems, thanks for asking. Yes, I do tend to fall in love with someone who would be bad for me. And yes, it would be a toxic relationship at both sides. But Great Gods, HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?!?!? Have you seen those fucking gorgeous blue eyes?? We would be the most beautiful blue-eyed couple, my eye color would match his perfectly... Have you seen that hair you could just play with forever?? Have you seen those hands?? I have a thing for attractive hands with thin graceful fingers personally and that was pretty much the main factor that won me over about Jerome. Cause his hands and wrists and fingers are just so beautiful. It's a work of art and I would spend hours just admiring them and exploring every single vein, mesmerized. (And I bet those fingers also can do a lot of good, iykyk))) Yes, Jerome might be an asshole, but he's a very pretty asshole, so it's fine I guess. Again, I do have problems.

My number five and my Roman Empire at the same time is Kira Miller. I bet you didn't expect that, huh? But well, Tess named me her number one fan for a reason (btw, Tess, if you're reading this, I still feel very flattered). Anyway, even though Kira does not exist in canon, she exists in my heart and there's nothing anyone can do about it. I would let her borrow any book from my library, I have plenty of russian classics for her to read in original. And I can teach her russian better than Yale can, so it's a win-win) Kira is the kind of OC that I can most relate to, that I feel with my heart and soul. The only flaw is that she's not real and I still miss her after finishing Two Is Company.

I'm gonna do a number five take 2 because we're talking about canonical characters here, so I'm gonna say Alfie. With him it's 50/50. Yes, he's very sweet and very caring. But he's also kinda childish and innocent. It's not bad, it's adorable, but not in a relationship with me. I want someone more mature and straightforward.

I doubt that I would date Fabian - sorry, but he's too sweet and shy for me, and I take my whiskey neat. Although we could talk about Egypt for hours because I'm kind of a nerd when it comes to mythology and history too.

Same with Nina, wouldn't date her because of her shyness, but we do have common ground, and we would be great friends.

With Willow it's kind of opposite. She's too much for me. She's not a lot like Patricia or Eddie (that kind of a lot I like), but she's a lot in her own way. She reminds me of Phoebe from 'Friends' and I don't think I could date a person who's too much of a space cadet.

KT. She's an amazing friend, but I just can't imagine myself in a relationship with her. It's more of 'I wanna be her when she's kissing Kira' kind of thing for me.

Joy is a hard one, really. But I think I'm gonna say no to dating her. I can't really explain it, but there's something that is telling me our relationship would be a disaster. It wouldn't be good for her, and it wouldn't be good for me, we're just gonna traumatize each other more.

Mara. Not my type. Not my type at all. I'm a perfectionist myself and I realize how hard it is to be in a relationship with one, don't wanna make it two.

Mick. I bet he's sweet and stuff, but I have to agree with Jerome on this one - he's a meathead. Wouldn't date him. A jock? No thank you, I need an intelligent person who wears suits and can keep a conversation about arts and literature going.

Those were all of the Anubis kids, but as a bonus I'm also gonna say that I totally would date Piper and Jason Winkler. They aren't on my list, but I would go for it.

P.S. Yes, I have learned how to color the text here😁😁

Which House of Anubis character would you date and why?

I'll start:

•Alfie: my boy is a green flag and I love him so much

•Eddie: he is kinda pathetic loser but he loves you with his soul and I also love him as hell

•KT: she is SO me and I'm SO her, I'd love to date this perfect girl

•Patricia: out of question, she's my number 1 girl. Even if it's hard at first, it's definitely worth it.

•Joy: my traumatised girl is so girlfriend material, I trust her and I love her

[starlightshore]

just had the passing thought here

i was thinking about UT/DR morality (as i do all the time) and i was like, damn, sure is weird to consider DR doesn’t tackle morality in the same way UT does. In UT, if you even so much as kill a moldsmal you can’t get the good ending and the game confronts you with your actions.

btw this is of course with more nuance than people give i credit for, seriously look into how Sans judges you depending on your kill count. it’s not “you’re a murder go die” its “hmmm yeah murders bad, but one kill is probs self defense.” cause in the situation, frisk is in danger all the time.

anyway with UT the game’s core is about a world of monsters who just LIve in this cave and have lives and you can either save them or kill them. You decide their fate, and those who survive the encounter will live on regardless. The point is, they’re alive. they’re people.

and with deltarune, we DON’T know how the dark world citizens will handle the missing people, the frozen corpses, the loss of their own world as you don’t recruit them to Ralsei’s fountain.

that feels odd! its weird. and there’s a huge wealth of discussion we could get into here but something clicked to me.

in undertale, the monsters are meant to be people. of course they’re video game characters IRL, but in the game, they’re real. and flowey parallels the player in how he views these people as just NPCs and exp. but if you show compassion, the game (and flowey at the end) will ask you to not treat it like a game by literally not playing it. Don’t reset, let these characters live their lives. They’re happy.

but in Deltarune, Darkners... are people and they’re not. they have histories but they’ve only existed for a day. they’re literally toys, objects, code. It’s the will of the Lightner who makes them real, brings them to life. Monsters in undertale are the enemies you uncritically kill in RPGs. Darkners are fictional story characters you can dream up and beat up and kill without considering how the fictional characters feel.

and just like how UT has more to say about violence than just “killing is bad” i don’t think toby is saying “wow you made an oc and have them die? thats fucked up” like LITERALLY that’d be a horrible take. Deltarune is going to be a long ass game series and I don’t really know where’s it’s going or trying to say about narratives and the characters that exist in them yet.

it’s going to be one hell of a ride and i’m here for it. i really, really really like how toby uses the enemies of the game to have us think more critically about our own lives and actions, and in DR, our lack of options. honestly, i am seriously hoping deltarune helps people consider the game series’s themes more and think more analytically because both of these games are rich with depth, morality and themes. engage with media literacy <3 its fun and cool i promise

[lavishedinjimin]

Eargasm (m)

– synopsis: The idea of having your first ever orgasm by talking to a hot, random stranger through your phone scares the living hell out of you, but maybe it won’t be as bad as you think.

↳ Pairing: yoongi x reader

↳ rating: 18+

↳ genre: phonesex!au, sexhotline!au

↳ word count: 9.5k+

↳ warnings: age gap but OC is in legal age (don’t read if you’re not comfortable), phone sex, cussing, saucy dirty talk obviously, f and m masturbation, dom!yoongi, sub!reader, virgin!OC, slight degradation/naming calling, petnames, college student reader trope lol

a/n: please note that I know NOTHING about how sex hotlines work irl, so please don’t come for me and don’t use this as literal information! this is just to give you something to read during quarantine. please stay safe! ily 💕

“So, does anyone here in the class wants to volunteer?” Mrs. Chan speaks, twirling around after she writes an impeccably long calculus equation on the whiteboard. The professor smiles widely, waiting for someone to raise their hand.

“Ma’am,” a boy sat in the middle raises his hand.

You could’ve sworn someone behind you mutter ‘what the fuck’. No one can ever answer that! Especially not him—

Mrs. Chan’s eyes glint in excitement, “Ah, wonderful! Would you please come he—”

“Mrs. Chan I believe that no one wants to fucking answer that equation because it’s nearly impossible.” The boy cuts her off with a sharp tone, his eyebrows creased together in frustration.

Quiet murmurs and chuckles can be heard here and there, some covering their mouths to prevent from laughing out loud.

“Goodness me—” Mrs. Chan places a hand above her chest, totally not expecting the sudden outburst.

“I don’t even know why I’m in this fucking shithole you call school. I should be out there smoking some pot instead of wasting my time learning about shit that I will never use. God, you don’t even teach properly. You teach like you’re running a marathon, no wonder why there’s literally only ten of us attending your class today.” The boy stands up, eagerly grabbing his things as he hastily swings his backpack on his shoulder. “So would I please be fucking excused, professor, ‘cause my bong has been feeling lonely these past few days, thanks.”

You couldn’t believe that this was happening. Right in front of your own very eyes. You knew that Mrs. Chan was not everyone’s favorite professor but you didn’t expect that somebody would go this far. You cover your mouth with a single hand, heartbeat racing.

Mrs. Chan doesn’t speak but only looks at the boy that was busy making his way out the lecture room. Your heart breaks when you see the sadness and hurt that painted Mrs. Chan’s eyes. The atmosphere was so uncomfortable and heavy that it made everyone stand up and leave the room as well. But not you.

Sighing deeply, you make your way up front and approach your professor. She scoffs, “What? Are you going to add more to what that kid had to say about me?” 

Your eyes widen, placing both of your hands in front of you to reassure her, “No, no! Please, don’t get me wrong.” Mrs. Chan raises a brow up, waiting. “I know not everyone’s perfect, but he had absolutely no right to talk about you like that. It was so rude of him. Don’t let his words get to you.” You smile as you tried to comfort your professor.

Mrs. Chan returns the smile, tilting her head to the side, “Thank you, really. I’ll deal with that kid later with the dean.” She stops for a moment to take a good look at you, raking your body up and down with piercing eyes. “You know, I think this is the first time I’ve talked to you, right? You’re…?”

“Oh! Um, I’m Y/n.” you grin, crossing your hands behind you.

“Y/n,” she drags your name out long, “I don’t really notice you in c-class…oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have—”

“Oh, no. It’s okay.” You glance down and chuckle meekly, “I’m not really that, uh, active.”

“Well, thank you once again, Y/n, for the reassurance. Sadly, I need to go ahead since…” her eyes scan around the room while her mouth drops into a frown, “Since the class is nonexistent anymore.”

You nod your head, smiling. “I understand, Mrs. Chan.”

You quickly made your way to the entrance and opened the door for her. She gives you an appreciative smile and exits the room, holding a bunch of textbooks in her hands. It wasn’t until you notice that a card comes flying down and landing on the wooden floor.

“Mrs. Chan!” you quickly picked the item up and looked outside the room for your professor, “Mrs. Chan I think you dropped somethi—”

Suga

26 y/o

698-8876-2031

“What…” you whispered, trying to figure out what the number might be about. It wasn’t a usual calling card, or a company business card. Just someone’s personal information written messily on a white index card. There was no company name, nothing else. And that made you curious.

Looking around the hall to see if you could still find Mrs. Chan and give the card back, but she was nowhere to be found.

Min Yoongi has been the most called-for operator ever since he had joined the company – Buzz – and he has hundreds of clients waiting in line for him. Yoongi proved himself how he can keep his mouth to good use, making men and women fall for his profound, sensual voice in a single phone call.

His words can make anyone fall into his traps, painting dark and sexual scenarios that his clients would’ve preferred to experience in real life.

He doesn’t lie, and he absolutely knows that many people want to hear his voice. He knows he has a big ego, and he uses it to his advantage. He knows just how his voice can melt clients, how he can make people cum with sinful words. And he gets paid eighty dollars per hour out of it.

Nasty, cold, and has a sharp tongue. That’s Suga in three words.

And his persona doesn’t have any big difference with his real self.

Yoongi sits comfortably on the soft mattress of his bed, hiking his knees up as he palms his growing cock through his sweatpants.

“Tell me how bad you want it, darling. Huh? You just want my cock buried inside that warm, wet pussy of yours, don’t you? Want to feel your walls stretch around my fat cock? Hm?” He rasps, the image he painted in his mind was making him harder each second.

The woman on the other line moans very loudly, obviously touching herself. “Yeah, yeah. I w-want—fuck! I want your cock so bad, Suga.”

Yoongi prevents a snort to fall off his lips as he keeps his composure. “Mhmm, of course you do. You want to be stuffed so bad, you want to feel full. It’s such a shame that I can’t be over there with you. Fuck, I’d fuck you so deep and so long until you’re crying. You’d want that? You want me to pound your pussy ‘till you’re sobbing?”

“Oh my god! Yes, yes! Fuck me ‘till I cry! Please, please, please… I’m almost there!”

There it was, the switch that ignites something in his body glows red, and he thinks of nothing else than to make his client cum, to make her feel satisfied. Because that’s what Yoongi only wants. Satisfaction.

Yoongi growls darkly, “You do? Huh, such a shame, isn’t it? I don’t think you can handle my big cock.”

The woman whimpers in frustration, yet the sound only feeds more into Yoongi’s ego.

“Fuck yourself harder for me, yeah? Shove those fingers deeper inside that tight cunt. Shit, my cock’s throbbing for you, baby. Show me how beautiful you sound when you cum, let me hear those pretty fucking moans.” He can hear the wet noises from the other side of the line, making him bite his lip.

“Shit! R-Right t-there!”

He grips the phone tighter, “Yeah, that’s my good fucking girl. Fuck that pussy, baby. C’mon, cum for me, make a mess on your bedsheets. That’s right, don’t hold back.”

“Oohhh! I’m g-gonna –!”

Yoongi smirks devilishly, feeling so pleased and accomplished. It was one of the best feelings, making someone feel good, even if it’s only a stranger that he’s talking to over the phone. His cock twitched in his pants as he hears her nonstop screams and moans of pleasure.

“That’s it, let it all out, baby. Soak your fucking fingers, shit. Cumming so hard, huh?” he chuckles, stroking his long blonde hair out of his face.

The woman on the other end calms herself down, her breathing a little rugged and heavy.

“T-Thank you, Suga. You’re t-the best.”

Yoongi smirks, “I’m glad that I was able to help you.”

“I’ll talk to you again next time, maybe?”

“Of course, but you have to wait in line, baby.”

You were contemplating whether you should finish your essay that was literally due in an hour or to call the number that was written on that piece of paper.

But that number could literally be anyone and anything. You were feeling anxious yet curious at the same time. You were so interested to see where that number goes to that it felt like a magnet you couldn’t get away from.

“Suga…” you whispered to yourself, your eyebrows wrinkling, “Who in the hell is called Suga?”

Your heart almost jumps out of your chest, your whole body jolting in surprise when the front door of your apartment suddenly swings open. “Y/n!”

“Oh my god, mom! What are you doing here?” you exhale a loud, frustrated breath as you stand up. “How did you even get inside—!”

“I was about to say how you keep forgetting to lock your door, sweetie. What if a bad man comes sneaking up your bedroom!?”

“Okay, okay,” you stop yourself from rolling your eyes, “I’m sorry, I forgot. So, can you please explain why you’re here?”

“Oh, I just missed you a lot, and you seem very busy with college. So, I plan to take us out to lunch!”

Your eyes widen, smiling wide. “Wait, really?” 

“Mhm. C’mon, let’s get some sushi.”

As your mom suddenly invites you to lunch, you’ve already accepted that you’re about to ditch your essay. Silence fills the car, not until you ask her about,

“Mom, what do you do if you found a card with personal information that your calculus professor dropped?“

Your mother scoffs loudly, shaking her head, “Well, you return it, Y/n! Isn’t that obvious? Wow, you’re really hungry aren’t you—”

“No! What I meant was,” you sigh, “Mrs. Chan dropped this card that has someone’s information but it wasn’t hers, you know?”

“Still not a reason for you to not give it back. Is it like a business card?” she asks without keeping her eyes away from the road.

“No, it isn’t. There was no company name whatsoever. Just someone’s name, age, and an unfamiliar number that I—”

Your mom chuckles and cuts you off “—Honey, I know you. Don’t even think about calling that number.”

You smirk, “Shouldn’t I? I mean, the owner might want it back.”

“Y/n, the person obviously gave it to Mrs. Chan for a reason.”

“Oh, yeah, you’re right.” 

“This conversation’s over. Your empty stomach is talking for you.”

Yoongi hums as he connects his phone to the Bluetooth speaker, choosing a perfect playlist for tonight’s job. His other phone – the one his boss gave him exclusively for work – is sitting on the bed as he has a person on hold.

Putting a client on hold was a part of his game. It allows the person to wait and to draw out the anticipation. He was given a lot of reviews about how much it excites his clients whenever they had to wait. Of course, some people are impatient and become very annoyed because of that one-and-a-half minute hold, but Yoongi knows how to deal with frustration. He turns them into pleasure.

After he chooses a slow, hot R&B playlist, he crawls to the bed and begins the call.

“Good evening, darling.”

The girl on the opposite line almost already cums as she hears Yoongi’s deep, sexy voice. She feels herself getting flustered as she bites her lips, stopping a moan.

“H-Hi, Suga. I’m Yejoon,” she meekly says, a little bit nervous from talking to a very, very intimidating yet hot man.

Yoongi’s brows furrow, smirking, “You nervous, baby?” He remembers who Yejoon was. She told him that she works at a library and has a major daddy kink. No wonder she was so freaky and sex-deprived. 

Yoongi squirms in his seat as his mind switches into a different role, “You’ve done this a lot of times before, little girl. You don’t have to be so nervous.”

“I-I’m sorry, Daddy. I can’t help it.”

Yoongi being a phone sex operator opened many doors for him. He explored multiple kinks and roles, and he knows how to handle every single caller of different ages. That excludes minors, obviously. Roleplaying is his forte. He can do whatever the client wants, whatever they desire.

“Hmm? And why is that?” he pushes, and his cock throbs from the way she was already a whimpering mess. Yejoon was already touching herself. “Tsk tsk tsk, who said you can touch that little cunt of yours, huh? Behaving like a brat now, are we?”

“N-No! D-Daddy I’m just…just very needy tonight.”

Yoongi smirks, “I know, I know baby, and I can tell. Your little pussy’s aching, isn’t it?” he coos, his tone mocking. “Want Daddy’s fingers inside that dripping little hole, hm? I know that’s what my baby girl wants.”

Yejoon rolls her eyes back as she lightly traces her fingertips above her soaked panties, teasing her folds. “Hmmph, y-yes…yes…” she closes her eyes as she listens to Yoongi’s voice, imagining that he was right here with her. “Please let me touch myself Daddy, please please please…”

“Oh, baby. Always wanting to be a good little princess for Daddy, huh? Always asking for his permission first.” Yoongi sighs as he slips a hand down his clothes, under his pants and boxers. He growls when he wraps a hand around his girth, squeezing firmly. “Fuck, you’ve got Daddy hard, baby.”

Yejoon whines impatiently, her legs writhing from her teasing fingers. She fondles with her left boob using her unoccupied hand, flicking and twisting her hard nipple.

“Go on, stick a finger in that tight pussy baby – oh yeah, that’s it… that’s it,” Yoongi starts to stroke his cock up and down slowly, eyes dark in lust.

“Daddy…I wish t-this was – ahh s-shit – this was you,” Yejoon moans as she plunges her middle finger in. “I wish that it was your fingers fucking me.”

Yoongi groans, “I know, I know baby girl. You’re so fucking wet, goddamn, I can hear how wet you are through the fucking phone. Does my voice turn you on, huh?”

She was so into the pleasure that she couldn’t even reply immediately. She pushes a second finger in without Yoongi’s permission, causing her to moan out loud.

Yoongi growls darkly, the deep, raspy sound sending electric shocks down her spine. Her eyes shoot open, a whimper escaping her lips. “You fucking brat,” Yoongi scoffs, “such a fucking slut, huh? Couldn’t even wait for Daddy’s instructions?”

“O-Oh, I’m so sorry, Daddy! It just feels so good—”

“All your apologies are meaningless, little one. You don’t deserve to cum. Not until I say so.” Yoongi’s voice just dropped ten times deeper and sexier, making her mewl. Her walls clench tightly around her fingers, the pleasure building up her stomach. Yoongi strokes his cock a little bit faster, “Fucking hell, if I was there I would show you no mercy, little one. I’d spank that pretty ass of yours until it’s red and hurts whenever you sit down. Huh? I know you like the pain. You’re my little painslut, right?”

“O-Oohhh, yes, yes Daddy. I’m your little painslut.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes, “Yeah, right you are. You love it ‘till I bruise your fucking ass, huh? How about I bruise that ass purple for you to learn your lesson? Is that it?”

Yejoon squeals loudly, her fingers hitting her g-spot. “Oh my fucking god, Daddy. Right h-here, a-aahh,” she cries, whimpering, “It feels so fucking good, keep talking dirty to me, Daddy.”

“Oh I will, my baby girl. I’m not stopping until you’re a crying, fucked out mess. Just how Daddy likes it.”

You’ve been pacing back and forth inside your bedroom for almost thirty minutes now, contemplating whether you should dial the mysterious number that was written on the card. It was half-past three in the afternoon, and you certainly didn’t think that your attention would be on this instead of homework.

Yes, it could be someone’s private information and you’re being nosy, but maybe this Suga man wants his card back! With a puff, you waddled to your bedside table and removed the charger from your phone. Instantly, your heart beats faster. Your mouth becomes dry when you slowly and hesitantly dial the strange number onto your device. What is it with you?!

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck, whatever!” You yelled, pressing the intimidating, green call button.

Your phone shortly vibrates, the ringer loud and causing your palms to sweat.

“Shit!” You whispered to yourself. Laying on the soft mattress of your bed, you curl yourself up in a little ball as you press your knees closer to your chest, hugging your legs as if your life depended on it.

“Hello?”

Fuck.

What the fuck.

His voice! What the fuck was that low-ass fucking voice?!

“Hellooo?”

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG—

The man on the other side of the line had such a low, dark, and raspy voice that made your heart do cartwheels and backflips. You would be lying to yourself if you say that it wasn’t hot.

Yoongi chuckles from the silence, rolling his eyes as he fixes his position on his chair. He lifts his feet up on the wooden table in front of him.

“Don’t make me talk to myself, darling.” He snarls.

A sudden gasp emits from your dry lips when the tone of his voice turns firm. There was a strict, domineering tinge in his speech that made you sit still. You were too shocked to reply as your mind tried to comprehend the situation that you got yourself into.

“I-I…” you stuttered completely, wanting to smack yourself in the face.

Yoongi furrows his eyebrows, lifting a hand up to play with his bottom lip. He smirks, “Yeah?” he teases, his voice painted with a tint of amusement. Even though he couldn’t hear your voice clearly as he wanted it to be, he can grasp that it was definitely a girl – a pretty young one.

“I-Is this umm… S-Suga?” You murmured, biting your lip in nervousness right after.

“The one and only,” the corner of his lips tugs up, ruffling his hair with his other hand. He figures that this was your first time calling him, his mind already planning an extra special night for you. 

“I, um, s-someone dropped your… uh… card with your n-number on it, and I guess you want it back?”

No reply.

“—or something?” you quickly added, your shoulders hiking up with a little tilt of your head.

There was complete and utter silence, and you wanted to dig your grave right there and then. Goodbye world. This is the end. Let me fucking die.

Yoongi couldn’t believe what he was hearing. ‘Is this person serious?’ He thought. He tried to process every word you said, and once he did – he fucking lost it.

Serin Chan – the hot milf teacher that he gave his number to – fucking dropped his card?

Yoongi runs his hand over his face in frustration, growling deeply. But he knows he shouldn’t make this a big deal, there was nothing wrong. And besides, he had a new caller for him to enjoy.

He shrugs it off quickly, “Well, baby, do you know why I gave that ‘someone’ my card?”

Baby. He fucking called you baby. You can admit that his voice was really doing something to your body, that monotone voice sending shivers down to your core. 

“Umm, w-why?” you whispered, slowly getting more anxious and nervous at the same time.

“This is a sex hotline, my dear.”

Your jaw dropped almost all the way down to the floor in an instant. There was no way that your professor had met this Suga guy who works as a phone-sex operator! 

“I-I’m so, so sorry… oh my god, I c-can return, wait… I don’t know, I can perhaps return this to—”

“You don’t have to be nervous about it, baby,” he purrs, voice suddenly dropping a notch. Your breath hikes up from the quick turn of his voice, sounding so sexy and sensual. No wonder.

“What?” you gulped.

“How old are you?” Yoongi ignores your question as he asks one himself. Quickly getting amused, he figures that he should just get something fun out of this situation.

“I don’t know if I should be telling you…” you whisper, closing your legs together as an attempt to stop yourself from getting aroused.

Yoongi smirks, “Oh, that’s a shame. I wanted to… you know… make you feel good, at least.”

His words were very tempting. Very.

But you accumulated that you had nothing to lose, and you had to live a little. This will probably the first and last time you’ll experience something like this, so you decided to go with the flow.

“Well?” he urges.

“I’m n-nineteen.”

Yoongi can’t help the soft growl escape his lips. It has been so rare for him to receive callers who aren’t twenty-three and above, and you might be his first time.

“Ohh, baby girl,” he bites his lip, “I think you’re the first client I’ve had who’s so young.”

Is your pussy wet or is your pussy wet? 

“Is that a good thing?” you mutter, gripping your phone tighter.

“Oh, it depends, baby. You still wanna continue? I can make you feel really…” he pauses, groaning quietly to himself, “really good.”

He wasn’t even saying anything sexual yet and you can already feel your panties soaking. This wouldn’t happen if his voice isn’t at all sexy!

“Y-yes.”

Yoongi’s cock twitches beneath his sweatpants, getting excited from the thought of calling someone probably new to the sex life.

“You wanna tell me a name, darling? Real name, fake name, a preferred petname, whatever you want me to call you.”

Is it bad that you want to hear this stranger say your name in his deep, hot voice?

“Y-you promise you won’t h-hack me or something?”

Yoongi chuckles, finding you adorable. His dark tone was the complete opposite of your sweet, innocent one. He finds it so cute, talking to someone with a voice so lively and adorable – for him at least.

“Hack you? Oh, baby,” he tsk-ed, “You’re talking to the finest operator there is, kitten. Other clients would be jealous that you’re getting my full attention right now, and not them. You’re safe with me, I promise.”

Gulping when you realize that he was apparently the ‘finest’, then that surely means that he’s the best at doing his job, right? What have you gotten yourself into?

But it’s too late to back out now.

“Well, umm… I’m Y/n.”

Yoongi bites his lip, getting more and more excited. He can’t wait for you to experience what he’s about to give you. “Y/n…” your name falls naturally out of his lips, and the atmosphere in your room suddenly turns hot.

“Y/n, you agree to what we’re about to do, yeah? Do I have your full consent?”

Your heart pumps rapidly in your chest, nervous that you were really about to do this. Phone sex. Fucking phone sex.

“Mhmm.”

Your body jolts in surprise when he unexpectedly growls in dismay, “I want to hear words, baby girl.”

“Y-Yes sir.”

Fuck.

—FUCK!

Yoongi’s eyes widen in shock, his mouth agape, certainly not expecting that sudden word to come out of your lips. He throws his head back, closing his eyes for a brief moment as he feels his dick harden. It was so difficult for him to hold himself back because all he wanted to do was to say the dirtiest, nastiest things that he wants to do to you in your ear. He wants to be filthy so, so bad, fulfill all your dirty fantasies that you didn’t know you had, but he needs to slow down.

“Sir? Oh, what makes you call me that, hm? Baby?”

You feel your throat go dry, your eyes wide in shock. You didn’t know what to respond without being so embarrassed!

“I-I don’t know…” you mumble, blushing.

“Oh, I know that you fucking know, Y/n. It turns you on, yeah? It turns you on when someone dominates you, it’s fucking settled. You want someone to dom you, huh, baby?”

Yoongi catches the quiet little whimper that escapes your mouth, smirking in pride when he knows that he’s finally getting something out of you. He starts to palm his dick through the fabric, the pleasure providing him a little push.

“What do you do when someone asks you a question? Hmm?” he snaps, making your pussy clench around nothing. He was absolutely right in every possible way. You want someone to dom you, someone to control you. It was one of your biggest fantasies.

“Yes s-sir. I do want that.” You say bashfully. 

Yoongi catches the tone of your voice, and it warms his heart. “Oh baby, you don’t have to be shy. Are you alone right now?”

“Yes sir,” you reply meekly, turning your attention to your doorknob as if someone’s about to burst in your room.

He chuckles, “Then there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just you and me, babe. Now, before we can proceed to the more…nastier side, I wanna go a little bit neutral for now since it’s your first time. So tell me, when was the last time you got fucked, huh?”

Neutral. That was neutral?

You can feel your face heating up, closing your eyes tight as you tried to control yourself. His voice drives you insane, it was so hot that if you just weren’t a shy little virgin then you could’ve masturbated this whole time talking to him.

“Uhh,” you laughed nervously, “I-I ha…haven’t… not yet.”

“Oh my fucking god, baby.” Yoongi groans, squeezing his cock tighter. “I’m so fucking sorry,” he chuckles, shaking his head from side to side. “A-Are you still okay with all this—”

“Yes, yes sir. Please, I want it. I don’t care, please just…” you sigh, closing your eyes tight, “I’m very turned on right now and… oh god.”

“Oh, baby, baby. Hey, it’s okay, yeah? I know what you want.” You hear him chuckle through the other side, “It’s my job to make you feel good. My words can make you cum so good, baby girl, you don’t have to worry.”

You nod your head, but you quickly curse at yourself when you remembered that he couldn’t see you.

“Okay,” you breathed out.

“Tell me how wet you are for me, Y/n.”

You don’t hesitate to bring your free hand down under your cotton shorts, pressing your fingers lightly against your clothed pussy. You whimpered when your fingers slightly grazed your little clit, your hips jerking. “M’very wet, s-sir,” you moan, “My panties are damp b-because of you.”

You couldn’t believe that it’s actually you who’s speaking. You tried your best not to sound shy, but you can’t help it. The man on the other side of the phone was very hot and intimidating.

“Yeah? Are you playing with your little pussy right now baby?” he coos, his voice mocking. “Fuck, the things I’d do to your precious cunt if I were there, y/n.”

His words gathered you more confidence, and you wanted nothing more than to hear him talk dirty. “Do you wanna know?”

“Yes, yes sir, please!” The way that you responded so eagerly made you cringe.

“Mhmm, that’s what I want to hear.” Yoongi adjusts himself to a more comfortable position on his chair, finally deciding to slip his hand beneath his sweatpants. He grips the thick girth of his cock firmly, a guttural groan escaping his lips.

“I would start off by eating your pussy, baby girl. Imagine my tongue just gently, gently running up and down those wet, sensitive folds. I’d take care of you so well, y/n. Your pussy would be so fucking sensitive to my touch, getting wet so easy baby. Can you imagine that?”

You were playing with your cunt as if he was there with you. Your fingers delicately running up and down your wetness until it coats your fingers. You whined, “Yes, sir.”

“Touch yourself, y/n. Play with your cunt as I talk dirty to you.”

You grumble, “I-I am, but please…can you…” you gulp, “can you please help me, sir?”

“Oh, what an obedient little girl I have here,” Yoongi smirks as he spreads his precum all over his hard cock, using it as lube. You still needed help touching yourself, and that turned him on to the max. He would be happy to help you.

“Bring your fingers to your clit, kitten, gently… just gently rub on that little bud.”

You follow his instructions and bring your fingers to your clit, a sudden bolt of pleasuring running through your body once you applied pressure. “A-ahh, s-sir…”

“Yeah you feel that? Mhmm, feels good, doesn’t it, baby? Just keep rubbing it gently baby, do yourself a favor and undress fully.”

“Okay…” you place your phone on the bed as you quickly removed your garments except for your shirt. Yoongi can hear all of the shufflings through the line, making him smile. “There we go, you listen to instructions well, don’t you? My good girl.”

“Oh,” you blush, the pet name causing butterflies in your stomach, quickly putting your hands back down to your drenched cunt.

“You wanna play with your little clit ‘til you cum, baby?”

How can his words create such a huge effect on you? You can feel your face heating up a hundred degrees as you allowed yourself to enjoy the blissful pleasure. Closing your eyes, your hips buck up into your hand as your fingers slowly rubbed delicate circles on your bud.

“Sir,” you mewled, “help me please.”

“My pleasure, kitten. That’s what I’m here for, right?” Yoongi grunts as he sets his cock free out of his sweats, his rock-hard cock proudly standing up. “My cock’s so hard for you, y/n – goddamn, you make me so horny.”

You puff out a harsh breath, playing with your pussy faster, getting wetter and wetter each second. “Your little hole must be so desperate for cock, huh? Is that what you want?”

“S-sir…” you moaned out, eyes closed shut as you focused on his hot voice.

Yoongi starts to jerk his cock up and down, using his precum as lube to get his cock nice and wet. He imagines that it was your hand squeezing his dick, your eyes looking up at him sweetly, probably nervous to take cock for the first time. “Baby, can you make yourself cum by just playing with your clit, huh?”

Your slick dripped down to your sheets as you hear him speak those words. You squirm, rubbing your nub faster as you try to reach your high. Everything felt so good that you wished that you could’ve done this sooner.

Yoongi’s moans and groans were music to your ears. You imagined him sat somewhere, on a chair or on his bed, fucking his dick with his hand as he listened to your little whimpers.

“Baby, fuck, you’re driving me crazy. If I was there I’d pleasure you so good, Y/n. I’d make you cum faster, I’d make you cum harder than your little fingers can. You’ll love my tongue on that pussy, baby, I know it. You don’t know what it can do. I’d play with your gorgeous little cunt for hours and hours, not caring how many times you’ve already cum. I wanna play with your cunt so bad, baby.”

“Sir, o-oh my god!” you whip your head back in pleasure, biting your lip. His foul words made your stomach turn, almost forming an uncomfortable knot that feels like it will snap in a few seconds. “I think I’m gonna….”

Yoongi hums, “Ohh, you’re gonna cum? You’re gonna cum for the first time, sweetheart?” He chuckles, getting cockier and cockier as he hears your moans getting higher in pitch.  He strokes his cock faster, strong waves of pleasure running through his veins.

“Baby girl’s cumming already? Mhmm,” he snarls, “I love your cute little moans, Y/n. You sound so fucking adorable. I can’t stop thinking about how prettier you’d sound in real life.”

“I-I’m c-close sir!” you rub your clit harder and faster, sweat forming on your forehead. “Can I cu—ohh fu—can I cum please?”

Yoongi can feel his high getting closer himself, a loud growl escaping his lips as his hips involuntarily twitch, his breathing turning uneven. “Such a good girl, asking for permission first,” he sighs deeply, feeling smug, “Who’s making you feel good, hm?”

“You! You s-sir! Please!” you begged, trying to hold off your orgasm as long as you can.

“That’s right. Fuck, I’ve never had a client who’s this obedient, fuuuuck you’re such a good girl, baby.”

“Sir…I-I can’t hold b-back anymore—oohh! Please please please!” You were almost tearing up as the knot gets tighter and tighter and you were desperate to cum. Your legs were trembling, toes curling as you rubbed your clit quicker. Eyes closing shut, you groan in frustration.

“Count of three baby, you’re gonna cum with me, oka—”

“Okay! Okay! Please please, sir!” you yelled impatiently, quickly cutting him off.

Yoongi chuckles, squeezing his cock harder while he fucked himself faster. “Three…two…”

“P-please…” you breathed out, your arm slowly getting sore but you were still determined to cum. This man was cruel! You knew that he was teasing you, stretching the seconds longer, and you wanted to fucking sob. "Sir! No, no! P-please just—”

He bites his lip, holding back a laugh as he hears your strained moans. “One.”

“Oohhhh! A-ahh, fuuuuuuck, s-sir!” Your orgasm snaps then and there. Your legs shook as you felt a huge gush of pleasure overthrow your body, feeling as if you were flying in pure bliss. You’ve never felt this good before. You squeezed the phone tighter while you let yourself come down from your high. Everything around you seems blurry as you focused on nothing but the sweet ecstasy of your release.

“Shiiiit, Y/n, fucking hell. I’m coming so hard for you, ughh,” he aims his cum on his abdomen, soaking his black t-shirt as some of it dripped down his veiny hand. Yoongi throws his head back, indulging himself in your sweet moans.

“That’s a good girl, shit. You like that?” he asks while he calms down from his high, “How did it feel baby?”

“S-so…” you gulp, chest heaving up and down, “So good sir.”

“Did you make a mess on your sheets, baby?”

“Uh-huh,” you reply whilst biting your lip, watching your pussy drip in your cum as it soaks your bedsheets.

“That’s what I like. Felt good, huh?” Yoongi chuckles, shaking his head, “Did you expect your first orgasm to happen like this, hm?”

You didn’t. At all. Having the revelation that you just had your first orgasm with a stranger through the phone, him talking dirty to you, him cumming with you – freaked you out.

“I-I’m sorry, uh… I didn’t… I didn’t…” You furiously shake your head side to side. 

“What are you apologizing for, kitten?” Yoongi lowers his voice, knowing how much you love it. Well, every client loves it. “Are you embarrassed?”

“I-I…”

*call ended*

You immediately throw your phone at the edge of your bed, your hands shaking as you panicked.

Why the fuck did I do this? What has gotten into me?!

You look at your right hand and see your cum-covered fingers, your cheeks heating up at the embarrassing sight.

You didn’t know why you ended the phone call! Conceivably you were too embarrassed, humiliated, but what were you supposed to do?

He must think of you as such a loser now, cutting the call like a little bitch.

“Why! What the fuck!” you screamed, quickly standing up as you penguin-walked awkwardly to the bathroom to clean yourself up.

“I don’t fucking know, man. I was so shocked.”

“You fuckin’ made her feel uncomfortable, Yoongi. That’s it.”

Yoongi couldn’t accept the younger’s words. He rolls his eyes as he slams the shot glass down on the table. “How did I make her feel uncomfortable? Tell me.”

Hoseok’s eyes widen, raising his hand up, “Hey, hey! I can’t afford another broken shot glass.”

“And I can’t afford an unsatisfied client, Hoseok.” He grunts.

Yoongi’s arm stretches out to grab the half-empty bottle of whiskey. He pours himself another shot, downing it in a second without any reaction. Hoseok makes a disgusted face.

Yoongi has never experienced anything like it. He hated the way his chest twisted uneasily when you ended the call. He was stunned, taken aback. No one has ever ended the call like that, and he couldn’t help but overthink.

Were you uneasy during the whole call? Were you faking everything just to please him?

“Listen, Yoongi. You made the girl cum, that’s it, right? That’s the whole point?” Yoongi rolls his eyes, cracking his knuckles.

“I know that, Hoseok. But I didn’t think that she’ll run off like that.”

He wouldn’t admit to it, but it stung his ego.

“Well, how old is she? You told me she’s young, she’s probably—”

“—Nineteen.”

“—Oh wait, wow.”

Yoongi groans, tilting his head back, “I know. And it fucking sucks to think that she might’ve had the worst first time in her life.”

“FIRST TIME?” Hoseok yells, slamming his hands on the table while abruptly standing up. He looks at Yoongi with wide eyes, his brows furrowed.

“Can you fucking chill?”

He sits back down, “Right, you fucked up man.” Hoseok chuckles as he shakes his head, swallowing another whiskey shot. “Well technically speaking, nothing’s your fault.”

“Great!” Yoongi sarcastically shouts.

“She acted like that because she’s ashamed, you know? It isn’t really… common for girls having their first orgasm with a phone sex operator.”

“You make it sound so fucking shitty, Hoseok.”

“I’m just saying! It probably felt awkward for her.”

Yoongi felt guilty. Guilty that you had that kind of first time. You were so sweet, too. Perhaps he went too far. He shouldn’t have crossed the line like that – hell – he shouldn’t have allowed it to happen in the first place. You deserved a lot more than that.

“I need to talk to her and apologize.”

“What? Yoongi, you can’t do that. You don’t have her number.”

Yoongi huffs a harsh breath, resting his elbows on the table as he runs his fingers through his thick hair in frustration.

Every number that appears on their phones are always managed anonymously. The company hides the client’s numbers for safety reasons, and that no operator can get a hold of them personally.

There was one rule: No operator should have any private relationship with a client. It was strictly prohibited. Workers were taught to handle feelings, reminding themselves that they’re only there to satisfy; to feed every customer’s fantasies and desires. That was the only objective.

But Yoongi was too guilt-ridden. He wanted to make sure that you’re okay.

“Hoseok,” he sighs, sounding so defeated, “I can’t take her off of my mind. I feel like I’m responsible for everything. I’m the one to blame. I can’t just brush this shit off, you know?”

Hoseok doesn’t reply as he listens to his best friend. 

“This might not be a big deal, but Y/n, fuck, she’s a wonderful girl.” His lips curve into a sly smirk as he continues, “She didn’t even know she was calling a sex hotline. She didn’t know what she’s gotten herself into! She sounded so shy, Hoseok. I could practically imagine how red her face must’ve been.”

Hoseok stares at him, unfazed.

“But it fucking sucks to think that I’ve made someone feel that way.”

“What way?” Hoseok snorts, “Made her feel horrible?”

As much as Yoongi wanted to deny it, it was indeed the truth.

“Yeah.”

“Man, I never thought in my whole life that you’d be so bothered about this. But you know what?” he taunts.

“What?”

“There’s only one solution to your problem: you just fucking get over it, and…” Hoseok pours him another shot, prolonging his words.

“And?” he insinuates.

Hoseok gives him his signature smirk, almost mocking him, “And just act like it never happened.”

It was impossible to look at Mrs. Chan the same way as you did before.

“So today there’s…” she stops to give a quick glance around the lecture room, “five of you. Amazing.”

Her voice was soft, sounding so defeated. You almost felt pity for her.

Almost.

You couldn’t even focus on her lecture because you were only thinking about Suga’s card. Your fucking teacher was supposed to have phone sex that day, not until she dropped it and you didn’t give it back!

You giggle at the thought, covering your mouth to silent your laugh.

If you could’ve just returned the card like a good, responsible student, then she could’ve had the time of her life!

“Ms. Y/n? What’s so funny?” she blurts out and you were quickly brought back to reality. You fixed your position on the chair, straightening yourself out.

You shake your head side to side immediately, “N-Nothing.”

She looks at you blankly, staring at you for a couple of seconds before returning her focus back on the whiteboard.

This is so tragic.

Returning back home from classes, you just finished having a cup of coffee and now you were sat on your bed. You stared indefinitely at the gruesome card that was placed on your bedside table, cringing at the thought of what happened the other day.

But you couldn’t stop thinking about him. Suga.

The whole time, he was the only thing that occupied your mind. His voice. His choice of lewd words. The way he made you feel. The way he made you cum.

Hell, just the outlandish reality that he was technically your first made you frown.

What would happen if you called him again?

You wanted to slap yourself back to reality as your mind wandered to the feeling of the orgasm. Your body was begging to feel that euphoric feeling again. The way your toes curled together from the pleasure, or was it the way you felt butterflies in your stomach as it happened – you desire to feel it once more.

“No, no,” you told yourself, shaking your head.

Besides, he would probably end the call immediately if he knew that it was you again, right?

You were trying to be smart, telling yourself that this isn’t good and it will be a huge humiliation if someone finds out.

But your body says something different. You want to hear him again. Hear his deep, raspy voice deep in your core. You want him to tell you what to do, to control you, even if he wasn’t actually there with you. His voice was truly intoxicating, you can admit that, but will it be the right decision to call him again? 

But where’s the fun in that? Where’s the fun in always being the miss goody-two-shoes?

So you grab your phone and the white card, thumbs quickly dialing the number.

The phone immediately rings, the sound making your heart pump outside your chest. And there it was again, your palms sweating, your grip tightening around the phone as you waited for him to answer – just like last time.

This time he wasn’t as fast to answer. Your phone beeps, signaling that you were put on hold. 

You waited and waited for what seems like forever, but the screen tells you that it was only a minute and twenty-five seconds in. 

Maybe you shouldn’t have done this—

“Hello.”

Oh no.

His voice was utterly the same as you imagined it to be. You felt the familiar tingles circulating through your body, the sensation shooting down to your core.

“Hi,” you bite your lip right after as you try to stop your knees from jumping up and down furiously. “I-It’s me, Y/n?”

Yoongi’s body freezes, stopping his tracks. He was about to open his refrigerator in the kitchen to grab some water, but this was far much more important.

He sits down on the barstool, tugging his brows together. He couldn’t believe it. You called again.

“Y/n? Y-You… are you okay?” He asks, “Why… why did you call?”

Your voice surely did something to Yoongi. It was just too sweet, too sweet that he feels shit for talking dirty to you.

“I want,” you gulped, trying to find the right words to say, “Well, I want to talk to you again.”

Yoongi smirks as he bites his lip slowly, looking down on his lap as he feels his dick already twitching. You were doing nothing yet you had such a huge effect on him.

“Yeah?” Your body shivers from the way he pronounces the word, delivering it in a very cocky manner. “You can’t get enough of this voice, can’t you, baby?”

“Mhm,” you shyly responded, getting comfortable on the bed as your head touched the headboard.

“Hmm, I thought so. You enjoyed the last time we talked together, huh? Why did you end the call so quickly though?” Yoongi questions you as he fakes a disappointed tone. “I wanted to talk to you a little bit more.”

Your heart jumps out of your body from his words, pounding loudly. The atmosphere quickly gets thicker as you tried to think of the right words to say. Yoongi loves to tease you, he sits there on the stool with a huge grin plastered on his face. He imagined how you were probably blushing right now, your face red.

“You don’t need to answer if you’re uncomfortable—”

“No! No, it’s uh…” you cleared your throat out, “It’s okay. I did it ‘cause I was too embarrassed, you know? Because… well,”

Yoongi chuckles, “Shh, shh. Don’t say anything more, I know what you mean and I completely understand. And besides, you called to have another good time, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you whispered, sliding a hand down your shorts as your fingers played with the fabric of your panties. “C-Can I touch myself, sir?”

Yoongi releases a deep sigh, getting turned on. The fact that you asked for permission made him palm himself through his jeans. “Mmm, what a good little girl I have right here, asking for permission, huh? Just like last time.” he snickers, “Go ahead baby. Touch your little pussy, hmm? Just as how I taught you.”

He hears your mouth emit quiet little mewls and whimpers, making his cock throb. He places the phone down for a quick moment to unbutton his jeans, pulling it down alongside his underwear to free his dick. He squeezes his half-hard cock, placing the phone back by his ear.

“Do you wanna cum again baby girl, hm? You wanna hear my voice – hear me talk dirty to you while you touch yourself? Oh, you can’t cum without someone’s help, huh?”

You furiously nod your head, as if he can see you, as you whined loudly. You can feel how damp your panties were getting, slowly rubbing your hard clit beneath the fabric. “Yes, yes, p-please.”

“Yeah, that’s a good girl,” he growls, “My cock’s throbbing for you baby, shit, all I want to do is fucking feel your tongue against my dick.” He throws his head back, eyes shut as he lets his imagination flow.

“You want that? You wanna suck my cock, baby?” Yoongi chuckles. He suddenly spits on his palm and uses his saliva as lubrication, stroking himself up and down. Your eyes widen in shock as you heard this, your pussy clenching around nothing. You found it so hot.

“Yes, I do,” you moaned, finally slipping your fingers under your panties. You release a lewd moan from how sensitive you are, the tips of your digits dancing down your slick folds.

“Oh, you do? Yes you do, huh? But I have the feeling that you haven’t tried it yet, am I correct?”

You badly wanted to say that you do and lie, but you had the heart not to.

Frowning, you sighed, “No, not yet.”

“That’s okay, pretty. You want me to tell you how—”

“Yes! Please please, please do, sir,” you begged, imagining that it was his hands playing with your cunt right now.

Yoongi’s body shudders from your desperate tone, muttering a low ‘fuck’ before continuing. “Eager little girl aren’t you? You probably can’t take my big dick inside that desperate mouth of yours, huh? You’re gonna have to gag on it baby girl, choke around my dick like a good cockslut.”

The room immediately feels hot as his filthy words clouded your mind. His degradation was making your hips buck up in pure need, sweat forming on your forehead. You felt so dirty but yet you loved it.

In the meantime, Yoongi tries his best to catch his breath, blabbering lewd words without holding back. He grips his cock tighter as he catches the precum from the swollen head to his fingers, dragging them down to his shaft. It was so messy, feeling his balls getting heavier and heavier each second.

“Tell me how wet you are,” he groans, “how wet is my baby, hm?”

“I—ohh my god!” you whined in pleasure, carefully pinching your clit, “So wet, sir.”

“Really? I don’t believe you.” A frown creeps from your lips from his reply, feeling your eyes droop down.

“But I p-promise!”

He chuckles, “Would you mind sticking a finger inside that cunt then, hm?”

Your eyes widen, mouth agape as you suddenly stop your tracks, “I d-don’t know if I can,” you whisper shyly.

“You know you can, Y/n. I can guide you through it, yeah? I can help you, teach you exactly how. Fuck—my cock throbs just from the idea of you fucking yourself with your fingers baby, making yourself cum so hard, do you want that?”

“Yes,” you gulp nervously, “I do.”

“Good girl,” he sighs, getting excited himself, “Can you take your middle finger inside your mouth for me baby? Suck on it, get it all nice and wet for me.”

Your face never seemed to calm down from its embarrassingly red color as you did what you were told so. You were completely alone, yet why did you feel like there were hundreds of eyes watching your every move?

Deciding to tease him a little, you created little sucking noises and then releasing your finger with a pop. Yoongi chuckles at this, tilting his head to the side, “Ah, darling. You wanna play like that, hm?”

“Now slowly make your way to your entrance, baby. Prod the tip of your finger slightly, push it in ever so slightly baby girl, yeah?”

You kept your eyes locked on the ceiling above you as you slowly insert just the tip in. A sudden electrifying sting shoots through your core and throughout your body, making you whimper. Throwing your head back with your eyes closed shut, you felt your wet walls tighten around your digit so harshly.

“That’s it baby, relax your body. Relax your body, Y/n, and it won’t hurt as much. Remember to breathe, okay? Push your finger in nice and slow, you can pull it back if you want, just make yourself comfortable. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

His voice immediately starts to calm you down as you followed his instructions, breathing in and out while forcing your slender finger in as much as you can. Your slick drips down from your entrance and to the sheets, your clit throbbing in need. “That’s it baby girl, my good girl,” he growls, his chest heaving up and down as his own pleasure overwhelms his body. “Start thrusting it in and out at your own pace, baby. C’mon, I know you can do it.”

You’ve never felt such euphoria like this in your whole life. You feel like flying, high in Cloud 9. Your pussy grips your finger so tightly, your walls so wet as you hear lewd squelching noises with every thrust.

“Sir, i-it feels so good,” your eyes roll back in bliss, “I want you so bad, sir.”

“Oh yeah?” Yoongi mocks with a smirk, his cock twitching from your assertion, “You want me? Ohh, I bet you want my fingers instead of yours huh? Imagine my fingers stretching you out so fucking good that you drip all over the sheets. I’d take care of you much, much better than your little finger can, hm? I bet I can make you cum so fucking fast and so fucking hard, make you yell and moan my name until your neighbors can hear.”

“S-sir! Fu—” you fuck yourself faster and faster, feeling your orgasm building up, “Please please please please! M-Make me cum…want your fingers, want your c-cock so bad.”

“O-ohh fuck, shit Y/n. Yeah? Wanna fuck that little pussy so bad, baby girl. Make that cunt cum around my fat cock so hard. You want that baby? Put your phone on loudspeaker and use your other hand to play with your clit.”

The sensation was not like you were expecting at all. Everything that social media told you about how good masturbating felt was absolutely nothing compared to what you were feeling now. It was much, much better. You used your other hand to rub your clit, just like he asked, your phone placed on your stomach. You rolled and pinched your sensitive bud, louder moans falling from your lips. You can absolutely feel your slick dripping down your cunt as you fucked yourself faster. 

The familiar tight knot starts to form on your lower belly faster than you expected, struggling to keep your legs open as your mind filled was in lust. “Yes, yes! Mnggf, c-cum – I’m gonna cum!”

“Moan my name, baby.” Yoongi blurts out with his voice slightly strained, “I wanna hear that pretty mouth say my name.”

“S-Suga?” you mewl in confusion.

Yoongi chuckles as he shakes his head, “Yoongi. Call me Yoongi.”

You smile at that, about to give his name a compliment yet the knot gets tighter and tighter. Shutting your eyes close, you let your body relax and your orgasm finally snaps. Your legs shake as you felt a huge gush of bliss consume your body.

“Yoongi! Ohh, I’m cumming!” The sensation felt addicting, your mind solely focusing on the pleasure and not anything else, letting you forget about the world around you.

Your finger was covered in cum once you pulled it out, cheeks immediately blushing from the sight.

Yoongi’s hand scurries to put his phone on loudspeaker and places it on the counter in front of him. He runs his fingers through his blond hair, getting the stray strands away from his face as he shuts his eyes. Hearing you moan his name allowed him to reach his climax faster, his hips bucking up from the uncomfortable stool.

“Oh god, baby, I’m so fucking close,” he mutters through gritted teeth, playing with his balls using his unoccupied hand. He squeezes the sensitive skin and that sends him into the orgasm.

He imagines you kneeling down in front of him like a good girl, your hands resting on your lap as you looked at him with big eyes. Waiting for him to paint your face with cum, marking you like a little cumslut. Yoongi can only imagine how hot that would be.

“Fuck! Baby, oohhh my god,” hot strings of cum spurts out and onto the counter with each hard strokes. His seed also drips down from the tip and onto his right hand, making a mess of himself as he thinks about you.

“Holy shit,” Yoongi chuckles, “I’ve made a mess in my kitchen.”

After Yoongi tells you to clean yourself up, you quickly ran to the bathroom with your phone in hand. “I’m not gonna suddenly end the call like last time, you know that,” you giggle while turning the sink on, soaking a cloth.

He scoffs through the line, doing the same thing but with a wet paper towel. “See? This isn’t so bad, right?” 

You smile, “It is.”

“What?” Yoongi’s brows furrow as his heart drops for a second, his mind processing what you said. “Did I made you too uncomf—”

“Yoongi, Yoongi! Let me finish!” You laughed. “It’s…it’s just I think I need more of you.”

There was no reply, so you continue.

“I-I really want to see you, you know? Perhaps…uh, continue this in real life?” Your mind wanders back to the moment when Mrs. Chan dropped Yoongi’s card. If he can approach your professor and give him his card, then he would be living somewhat near you, right?

Yoongi’s chest clenches so hard, heart dropping to the floor. He sighs quietly as he hands his head low. The way how your voice sounded so eager and fervent made it even harder for him.

How can he tell you? How can he tell you that it was utterly impossible? He wants you too, so bad. 

But he won’t risk losing his job. 

“I’ll—” he clears his throat, “I’ll think about it, Y/n.”

“Yoongi, wait—!”

*call ended*

WDYM THERE’S ABOUT TO BE A PART TWO?!?!?!

[mist-the-wannabe-linguist]

Cactus, abelia, mahonia, sage, camellia, ivy, chamomile, aloe vera, papyrus, taro

Procrastinate away my dear~ (I'm a very bad influence) 💛

You are 😌

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something you’re currently learning (about)?

About five minutes ago I was learning about labialized consonants in the Tlingit language does that count?

Apart from that I'll very soon have to start learning about methods and theory of song lyric translation for my thesis :')

Aside from that, just general random stuff I come across or need for character development for OCs

do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

✨The bracelets✨

I never take them off (mostly because I physically can't take them off except two)

And uh. Earrings I guess. But like I've had earrings since I was a baby so I don't even really register that I'm wearing them. I forgot I have them until I randomly touched my ear when answering this ask

what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does?

Mostly the weather, especially views of vast open areas, clouds etc, that really make you wish you had wings. Those usually either inspire me to paint or to just say/write some random vaguely poetic words because I can't write actual poetry. And my own feelings, when they're so intense I don't know how to deal with them I just draw (most of my best art pieces stem from some kind of base emotion)

what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

All of them to some degree? If I could I'd learn all of them. But mostly art and animation, and music/singing/dancing. Idk there's just something about music, singing and dancing that feels like the core of humanity. Which, heh, kinda sucks when you can't do any of those :')

But art and animation allows me to express what I can't via music so~

what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot?

Apart from unlearning some shitty mindsets and learning to trust people I don't think I've changed much? I dunno. I don't have strong memories of my childhood. Well, I certainly had more motivation to do things. I dunno. Younger me is something difficult to access

what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired?

My friends say that when I get comfortable around people I get very talkative and animated. Though I talk a lot all the time, well, in text. Irl when I'm tired or in a low mood I almost don't communicate at all. But apparently my exact emotions can be a tad difficult to tell since I seem to not have much control over how I express myself so I might sometimes come off as angry or aggressive when I'm really not

what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

Hmmm trinkets, rocks, feathers, bones, and snacks. Honestly really can't make a mistake with those. Sort of a "whatever you come across that makes you think of me"

I don't really like getting expensive gifts though cause they always make me feel guilty ;~;

what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

Literally to just exist with you, to just... be. Alas, there's an ocean between 😔

But one day

if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

The Queen of Argyle by Bedlam Boys, it's just a soft, sweet little song. I mostly associate it with Justine and Elizabeth from Frankenstein. Especially the "And if you could have seen her there - Boys if you had just been there - The swan was in her movement - And the morning in her smile" is pure Justine POV and you won't change my mind (especially fitting because in our AU Elizabeth's animal motif is a black swan)

And maaaaayyyybe sometimes it makes me think of you a little, not as much the lyrics but the general vibe of the song~

if someone called you right now to catch up, what’re the things you’d tell them about?

The most likely person to call me is my grandma aaaand I'd probably just tell her about the past weeks since the last time we've seen each other - my exams, interpretation practice, thesis which I'm struggling to begin working on, the insufferable weather and the frogs in our pond. I'd love to tell her about you and how amazing it's been with you so far but... I'm still not sure. I think she'd take it alright, you know she's cool, but, I dunno