#please don't spoil things for me. i'm not done the content yet but after the tiefling party i wanted a first kiss

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I want to request a ff. can you make yandere CEO sugar daddy jungkook ff? if you are accepting my request then please don't make yn the typical humble sweet innocent girl who gots herself into that situation just because her dear mom or grandma is on verge of dying and she doesn't have any money so she took that path to save them. no please make her character different. Like a spoiled brat and arrogant girl who wanna have lavish life and power forever and takes advantage of the fact of having powerful handsome most sought after man on her side. kinda gold digger type but not really since she doesn't want to leave him and she actually enjoys his obsession/yandereness until it gets too much. I want to actually see kinda negative female lead than typical positive character? Doesn't really have to be negative just bitchy kinda toxic demanding clingy character etc.

Btw i loved your ffs who is in control and seat of power. I hope you keep making more yandere Jungkook ffs in future. I hope to see more of your ffs in future. You have already become one of my fav author in Tumblr 🩷

Don’t Blame Me | sugar daddy!jungkook one-shot au teaser

pairing: sd!jungkook x reader genre: one-shot & yandere au

summary: You can have everything you want and need as long as you have Jeon Jungkook by your side. You were enjoying everything that Jungkook gives you and as long as you obey him. You’re sure to yourself that you will never fail him but he was the one who failed you. Everything is fine until he gets too much. 

content  & warnings: sugar daddy & ceo jk, college reader, manipulative behavior, unhealthy behavior, possessive & obsessive jk, yandere, bitchy reader, jk sabotaging reader’s career

date of release: June 12, 2023 | evening (KST)

Preview:

“Baby.” Is the first thing he said after a long silence between the two of you.

“A-are you… Mad?” He asked in his low and soft voice like he really sounded guilty from what he just did. 

“What was that, Jungkook?” You finally spoke and annoyance is evident in your voice. 

“Baby, I’m sorry. I just want us to have our dinner because we haven’t done it for weeks already.” His voice was still low and soft just like a child that was scrolled by his mom. 

He doesn’t like it when you’re mad. It rarely happens but when you did, he felt like he did really something terrible for you to get this angry. 

“It was our due date this week, Jungkook and we’re not yet done with our paper. We still have a lot of things to do and I don’t understand why you can’t understand it.” 

He’s getting anxious with how your voice sounds. You’re so pissed and he immediately regrets the actions he just did. 

You sound like you hate him now and that you regret being with him. It’s like any minute, you would open your door and leave him alone. 

By just thinking about it makes him crazy. 

He held your hands and placed them on his lips and you can feel his hands shaking.

“Y/N baby I’m sorry! I’ll promise that I’ll be the one to finish all your works I swear. You already knew that those things are only a piece of cake for me and I can finish that in no time I promise!” He speaks so fast and you feel his anxiousness within his shaking voice and hands. 

“I acted without thinking. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” He added as he intertwined his fingers with yours and his lips touched the back of your hand.

He’s too scared that he has to feel you right now in order to calm his nerves because when he doesn't, you might drift away from him. 

“But seriously, Jungkook. What was that?” You asked after a long silence. 

The more that you call him by his name, the more anxious he gets because you don’t call him only by his name. 

“When I read your message—

“I thought you didn’t read them?” He looked at you in your eyes and he bites his lips. 

“I lied. I’m sorry.” He admits and you become more confused with his actions. You don’t understand what’s with him. 

“Baby, I'm uneasy and I felt that something is not right and I saw your location and I saw the guy and I don’t know, I feel like my heart will explode! Babe, I can’t sit well because you’ve been declining my invites multiple times and I don’t know what’s happening and I’m overthinking things.”

Even though he talks too fast, you understand where he’s coming from. You’ve seen this before and you know the reason why this is happening.

“So you thought that I ditched you for Yuan?” You asked, trying to hide your smile. 

“Who’s Yuan?” When he asked that, you immediately cracked up.

“Baby, who’s Yuan?” He asked once again.

“The guy I’m with. Jungkook, what the heck!” You can’t take it as you laugh so hard. 

“Babe, why are you—

“You’re getting jealous of someone you forgot! Who’s not going to laugh at that?” You speak in between your laughs. 

Your laughs continued until you realized that he doesn’t find the situation funny. Your laugh slowly fades when you see how serious he is. 

“I was just kidding! Why so serious, Ggukie?” You spoke and you clung to his arm. You still find the situation funny and you tried your best not to laugh since he’s being serious.

After  a few moments, he spoke. 

“Did you really… Ditch me?” He asked in his low and soft voice and you instantly looked at him in horror while you shook your head.

“Of course not! Why would I do that?” You respond in defense. He looked at your eyes trying to see the sincerity of your words but he’s having a hard time finding it. He looked away as he looked down and you took a deep breath.

“Babe, look at me.” You caressed his face as you moved his head to look at you. His eyes glow in the dark and you love how pleading his eyes look. 

“I understand where you’re coming from but believe me when I say that whenever I decline your invites is because I really do have to finish something. Babe, you know how I value my academics and I am aiming for a latin honor. You know that right?” You brushed your thumb off his cheek and he closed his eyes to feel your touch. 

“And Yuan? He’s just a research partner and nothing else. And please, don’t be insecure because of him. He’s nothing compared to you. And I don’t like him either.” You lean forward to kiss his forehead. 

“Don’t you ever think that I would ever like him because it’s a fucking insult. I have a standard, babe and he didn’t even meet the 1% of my standard.” You spoke in a demeaning tone before you pushed your back at the backrest. 

a/n: This is the first time that I received a ff request and tbh, I was kinda nervous because I might not meet the expectation of the person who requested it. I write everything based on what the ff requester wants and hopefully, I did it right! It was hard for me to go out of my comfort zone when it comes to writing (what I mean is writing a ff that wasn’t me who plotted it) but I realized, why not try it? To the one who requested this, I hope you’ll like it! 

[synergysilhouette]

"Defiance" (Deleted Song from my "Wish" rewrite)

Surprise! I was originally gonna delete this post, but I thought it'd be fun to release this as "deleted content" like a real movie! I hope you enjoy it. I'm not done writing Act I, but this would be in the final act of the story between our star named Anselm and the villain named...well, I can't spoil that, yet. I'm also doing a story overhaul, so that was another reason I deleted this. If this seems half-baked, that's because it's incomplete! Hopefully I'll come up with something MUCH better.

Color Key:

Anselm (singing)

Anselm (talking)

Villain (singing)

Villain (talking)

Can't you see I'm suffocating when you force me in a cage?

Can't you start a new beginning without tearing out a page?

Can't you tell your heart is twisted, gonna snuff out all my light?

Can't you understand when I ask you to tell me wrong from right?

"I...I can't do this anymore. I can't LIVE like this anymore! It is not in my nature to do the things you have asked me to do, to do them how you've told me to do. I'm sorry, but I'll help you no further."

"Get the lights."

Huh, you used to be quiet, diligent, always so innocent,

Now you're rubbing sticks, making my fire grow.

Is there something wrong with me? I do everything for free

And my blood runs hot, don't you know?

Love you, leave you, never can I please you.

I don't have telepathy; I can't read your mind.

But you owe me a boon, the sun for the moon

You'll see sooner or later that our interests align.

Bouncing off the walls, you're frazzled

I understand that you've been bedazzled.

But Talia can't fight your battles

And now you can't run 'cause I've got you in shackles!

Master or Mistress, whatever you want

Remember my dear, I don't rise to taunts.

But you've bitten my hand after all we've been through

So open yours eyes, look what you've made me do!

Lemme know what you think and if you have any questions! I may delete this post later since it's scrapped material.

[wordingg]

The Husky & His White Cat Shizun Vol. 5 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou

I finally got around to reading The Husky & His White Cat Shizun Vol. 5 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou. With this book, I think I'm caught up on the recent books I've bought, and I'm going to have to start digging into my back list now. I'm trying not to sound like I'm suffering.

This book picks up with the wedding of Nangong Si and Song Quitong fast approaching. Somebody has started spreading a rumor that Song Quitong has been cheating on Nangong Si with Ye Wangxi, her original rescuer. During a banquet thrown on the night before the wedding, a strange masked man appears to make the same accusations, saying in front of all the sects of the cultivation world that Song Quitong has been unfaithful, and the wedding shouldn't go forward. It causes a wild commotion in the hall, all the other sects hungry to see the biggest and richest sect in the upper realm suffer such a public humiliation. But, before the truth of Song Quitong's betrayal can be revealed, a huge commotion begins in the fields behind the banquet hall, as a rift straight to the infinite hells is opened. Could it be that the true enemy will finally be revealed?

ANYWAY! As usual. I'll talk about this book under the cut, since I don't want to spoil this book for anyone who hasn't read it, but I really need to scream about this book to someone.

This book was such a bait and switch, though not in a bad way. I went into the book thinking this was going to be a little diversionary story about Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi. And, it was, for a little bit! Honestly, I didn't think I would care much about the whole Rufeng Sect thing, but once I realized what was really happening, I was hooked. I had been wondering why Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi didn't show up muck in fanfic and I guess I have my answer now. Though, it makes me kind of sad. Ye Wangxi is so tragic, how she's been used and abused by Nangong Lu, what's been done to her voice and body. We don't really get to see how she feels about any of it and we don't get to see where the three of them get to after the fire (Nangong Si, Ye Wangxi and Song Quitong), but I'm really curious. I wish there was more fan content for Ye Wangxi. I kind of want to hunt it down, but I don't want to spoil stuff for myself.

Then, oh my god, that twist in the middle with Xu Shuanglin? That was brutal, but also I was fucking living. My primary theory so far is that Luo Fenghua and Xu Shuanglin had some kind of complicated love affair. Why else would he steal his spiritual core? I was on the same wavelength with Mo Ran, assuming that he plans to use rebirth on him. It's the only thing that fits all the loose pieces of the puzzle we have floating around.

And then the interlude at the end with Mo Ran and Chu Wanning and yet another cute little ramshackle cabin. OMG y'all there was only one bed, who could imagine! I hate how this book can wind me up into little knots with the will-they-won't-they tug of war that happens when these two finally get a chance alone. They both are aware that they like each other! Mo Ran put down so many invitations! But, they're both such little cowards, they won't make a move. Until, you know, finally Mo Ran took the plunge. I'm so proud of him, my sweet little guy. The image of the two of them sitting on that stupid sword in the sky and Chu Wanning telling him "I'm ugly. I'm no good." I felt like my heart was dying, like god please someone kiss this man he's breaking my heart. I mean, I think he definitely broke Mo Ran's heart with all that. It's so brutal that the depth of his own tragedy is still landing. Like, not only did you love him, yet tortured him to death, he also loved you and still let you do all that to him. The part where Mo Ran's tear dropped onto Chu Wanning as he kissed his cheek took my heart and threw it on the ground and did a tap dance on it.

Like, fuck, dog. You don't gotta do me like that.

Anyway... ANYWAY! I ordered the next volume already. And the cover has them both in white in front of a verdant green background. THEY'RE MARRIED ALREADY GUYS, but that's okay, my body is ready for the pain.

[ellisgirl]

Ellis Twilight — Wicked Love Blooming In The Dark Night Story Event [Premium End]

Premium End

I do not own any contents of Ikemen Villains. This story being uploaded in this blog belongs solely to CYBIRD. Please support them by downloading their games and buying their stories. Both English and Japanese are not my mother tongue languages, please keep in mind that there will be mistranslations and added words for my own preferences. I translate for my personal entertainment and for my own practice only

Kate: Ellis-kun, what’s wrong…?

Ellis: Wait a minute, it might be a problem. …Even though it was a happy day.

Kate: Heh…?

Ellis: If you're scared, close your eyes. It'll be over soon.

As soon as Ellis said that, I heard multiple footsteps from behind.

Kate: What…!?

In no time, I heard gunshots.

By the time my thought was able to process, Ellis had already disappeared.

Kate: E—Ellis-kun…!?

Looking back from the wheelchair, I could see Ellis leaping into the armed men by himself.

Kate: Nn—

I was not even able to be surprised by his physical ability, all the men were lying on the ground in no time.

(I, What the hell… What happened…)

Ellis: Are you okay? Kate, are you hurt?

Kate: I’m fine… Are you okay, Ellis-kun!?

Ellis: Huh? Me? Yeah.

(He acted like it’s just a normal thing, but I don’t think this kind of situation should be done with that sort of reaction…)

Kate: These people… Who are they?

Ellis: I think they are after you.

Kate: Wh—Me…?

Ellis looked into the man’s chest pocket and pulled out a photo.

Ellis: …Here.

It was certain that I was in the photo there.

The director of the post office where I worked wanted to follow the trends, he gathered all of his staff and took pictures for us.

(It should have been displayed in the director’s office… Did someone steal it? Just to tell these men how do I look like?)

I gradually understand the fact that I was definitely being targeted, and now fear started to attack me in.

Ellis: I remember you said that you were almost run over by a carriage on your way home from the castle last night...

Ellis: I think they are the people Wil mentioned earlier.

Ellis: Someone has heard rumors about the Fairytale Master in the Crown's office, and has his sights set on Kate-san.

(The existence of the crown shouldn't be known to the public. It should be a top secret that will kill you if you acknowledge about.)

Kate: You mean the people who know your existence and are hostile to you...?

Ellis: Yeah. A few people in the castle know about the existence of the crown... and they don't seem to think much of it.

Ellis: Also, well... a scandalous spy from another country is trying to find out if the rumors are true?

Ellis: Since Will was investigating that area, I think he’s probably already found out the main culprit who gave the orders.

Kate: What are those people trying to do when they get me...?

Ellis: Come on. They're trying to get information about the Crown by torturing you. Maybe.

A shiver ran down my spine.

(I can't believe I'm being targeted just by being with them... I never thought about it before.)

Ellis: Hey, Kate-san, what do you want me to do with these men?

Kate: Eh…?

Ellis: Wil said that if there’s any assault, I’m the one to deal with it.

Ellis: Since these men haven’t known about the Crown just yet… Because I didn’t show my ability. You can let them go.

Ellis: Do you want me to kill them? Or do you want me to leave them? Either way is fine.

Kate: Either way… Is it okay to leave life or death decision to someone else so easily?

Ellis: …? Yeah, because it’s a work. It’s better for you to be happy anyway.

I can't help but remember his calm demeanor, which was exactly the same as when he said "Shall I kill her?" that day.

Today, I was spoiled by his kindness like I was wrapped in cotton wool, and I almost forgot about it—

It's as if the darkness is suddenly opening its mouth in the sun, the restlessness that surrounds him.

Kate: If it’s Ellis-kun… What do you want to do?

Ellis: They're the people who try to hurt you... They're like our enemies, so it's probably better to kill them.

Ellis: But I don't want you to be sad because of them.

Ellis talks about people's lives and deaths as if he were choosing a jam to spread on bread.

(He’s a little pushy, but he's kind, caring, and the kind of person who thinks about other people's happiness first...)

(Uhm, no... You're asking me this because you put my happiness first.)

In his mind, even killing people can be a means to make someone happy —I just didn't know.

Kate: I… leave them, do it for me, I want to let them go.

Kate: It’s strange to kill when you don’t need to.

(More importantly…)

Kate: I don’t want to make your hands dirty.

For the sake of other people's happiness, his hands are stained with blood,

Even if he doesn't think anything about it, even if it's his distorted expression of affection, I don't like it.

Ellis: Really, you don’t have to worry about me… Kate-san is so sweet.

Ellis: Well, I guess I'll leave them.

Ellis: I’ll burn this photo.

Ellis started pushing my wheelchair again, leaving those men who were still lying there.

—

Ellis carried me to my room and prepared a wash tub filled with hot water so that I could change the bandage.

Ellis: Stay still for a while....it'll be over soon.

Kate: …Uh.

His hand touches my foot sunk into the warm water, and his body is stiff still.

Ellis: ...You don't like being touched? …Well, Are you still worried about what just happened?"

Ellis's voice was a little depressed, and I suddenly looked up at him.

(Ellis protected me… and I don’t even thank him.)

(Even if the world we live in are different, as well as our common senses.)

No matter how light and fleeting a human life was to him.

(Ellis devoted his heart to me today.)

That is a certain fact.

Kate: No... I'm fine. Thank you for protecting me until now.

Ellis: Yeah… That’s good.

Ellis looked relieved, and when he carefully wiped my wet foot, he rewinded the clean bandage.

(Even though it hardly hurts anymore.)

He treats my foot gently like a fragile thing, my heart aches.

With the impact just a little while ago, I can't wipe it away... Today, it seems that I am fascinated by him.

Kate: Today was a very happy day. I was a little surprised at the end.

Kate: I’m glad to have Ellis-kun spent time with me as a lover.

I smile as much as I can to thank him for his sincerity.

Ellis: …..

When Ellis stared at me while kneeled at my feet, he opened his mouth with a serious expression.

Ellis: How happy are you today?

Kate: Eh…?

(I think he asked me something similar today—)

Ellis: …Hey, Kate-san. I wonder if we should continue …pretending to be lovers tomorrow as well.

Kate: …What?

Ellis: I want to know more about you. What do you like? What makes you happy? What do you do to have fun?

Ellis: If I could be by your side like today, I feel like I’ll know you better.

Ellis: Then... Tomorrow from today, I can make you happier, and also the day after tomorrow.

Kate: Well… You’re kidding again…

Ellis: …I’m not kidding.

Ellis's eyes were tinged with the same strange heat that I had seen in the wind-scented grasslands—

I am also attacked by that disturbing sense of incongruity.

(If you nod, you won't be able to go anywhere anymore...)

Ellis: I'll make you think that you can't be any happier.

Ellis stood up without looking away and sat next to me.

The bed spring’s squeaks and bounces disturb my heart even more.

Ellis: …How about it?

A gaping abyss tries to swallow me.

I was too sweetly melted by his kindness to struggle, escape, and run away from.

Masterlist

Chapter 1 & 2 >> Premium End >> Epilogue

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if you'll entertain four:

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh 

love your writing, hope you have a great weekend!

I absolutely will entertain four!

Recommend an author of fanfic you love: There is a fic that feels genuinely like it's made to perfectly infiltrate my brain that I've reread like. four times since I found it. It's yandere, so if you aren't comfortable with dark content steer clear, but for people who love reading about obsession and the ways love can be pushed to the extreme I cannot recommend I'll Fucking Digest You One Kiss At A Time by StrawberrieMars enough. I can't stop thinking about it. I'm a sucker for a story that lets you see into the head of someone doing something they know is wrong and see how the justify it to themselves, and it's just done so masterfully here. Plus I just love Bartolomeo, and I haven't found many fics for him, so finding one so perfectly tailored to my tastes is SO good. If any of you end of reading and liking it please let me know, I'm SO obsessed with it.

What's the fastest way to become your mutual? Honestly I have no idea! I generally follow people who post art or fics I really love, so I guess just post what you like and I might see it? I've been pretty cautious with following people after I accidentally spoiled myself for something massive coming up (it was properly tagged, but I hadn't thought to filter the names of arcs I hadn't seen yet), but once I fully catch up and don't have to be scared of spoilers anymore I plan on going on a big following spree so maybe I'll see some of you there!

What's the weirdest topic you've researched for a writing project? Ahh this is a hard one. Most of the weird things I put in my writing I just know off the top of my head because I'm a fiend for trivia, but I've done a lot of silly searches for my OCs, and for my original writing. I guess it's probably a tie between getting really into the nitty gritty of how someone becomes a museum curator (because I have a character that's a museum curator by day and phantom thief by night and I REALLY wanted to be accurate to the education level she'd have) and when I was knee deep researching lightbulbs trying to figure out if they can burn out immediately if you turn it on and off too much and too quickly (for a character who had never seen electricity before discovering a light switch and immediately spam flipping it). That second one should have been a quick search but I immediately came across two sources that disagreed and I spent far too long trying to figure out which one was right.

Name one internet reference that will always make you laugh: This is another hard one because I have let a lot of internet references work their way into my everyday vocabulary and life. I think I have to pick a tie between two because I love them both for the same reason. One is the classic "hewwo??" not because of the original post, but because I got my (very not online) parents to start answering the phone with "hewwo?" when I was in college, and they still sometimes use it to say hello to our dogs, and it just makes me giggle. My older brother absolutely hates that voice, so I got them to start using it exclusively to mess with him, and hearing his reaction the first time he heard them use it is just. That's a treasured memory for sure. The other is from this stupid early ai video that ends with someone trying to say goodbye and it comes out "goo buh buh" instead. It's just so stupid that it makes me giggle and I've said it enough that my girlfriend and I always say goobuhbuh instead of goodbye when we get off call now 😭

Thank you so much, and I hope you have a great weekend too!! 💙

Writers Ask Game

[omgkalyppso]

The camp was cold, and the hour was late, and still Étoile was distracted by thought, their meditation offering no true rest as the moon travelled across the sky.

They were always gullible, and they knew this came from a secluded upbringing. Their mothers having instilled in them the value of taking people at their word, and treating them with dignity and respect, and this made it hard to manifest skepticism ... self-preservation ... duplicity.

Even so, they felt justified in assuming Astarion was being truthful of his past. His rage palpable at centuries of indignity. It was beyond imaging, and brought into question his every behaviour. How much of who he was, was learned? Was true to how he had grown or had always been? Or to how he wanted to be? Surely asking any of these questions would be inappropriate, contrary to Étoile’s intention, to take Astarion at his word. Whether this behaviour were his current mask or his truth, he’d done nothing to be treated without courtesy.

Étoile thought of his hands, cradling them just so as those fangs had sunk into them, and rolled their head back to either side of their shoulders. They wondered about their own autonomy, and if it were the same. Whether their brain worm was eating away at their thoughts, feeding ridiculous theories on vampiric desire to some unknown brain creature a plane away. Whether they were being influenced, drawn and distorted, to be thinking about him so.

“Astarion?”

“Yes?”

He turned at the sound of his name, teeth flashing in the firelight. His brow was slanted in the innocence that he seemed to sometimes let slip, intentionally or not, between the layers of pomp and decorum.

“I’m sorry,” Étoile said quickly. “I do not mean to interrupt your rest.”

Astarion brought a fist to the base of his chin, and then the back of two knuckles to the front of his lips, amused. He moved his hand aside to speak, swiping the front of his thumb across his chin as he looked away for a moment, indulging in fantasies of peace and freedom. “If only you were the worst of my problems.”

With a raise and lowering of their eyebrows, Étoile signaled their agreement, letting their gaze be drawn back to the fire so that they were not hounded by Astarion’s cheekbones, or smirk, or brutal, cutting garnet eyes.

“Well?” Astarion prompted, swiping two fingers across his forehead as if to dismiss a flyaway curl, perhaps a single strand that Étoile could not see, and they realized they were looking at him again, already abandoning the safety of distraction.

If Étoile was as bold, or confident, or provocative as their mind seemed to think they were, they might suggest, ‘If I’ve lost my tongue, perhaps you might help me find it?’ But they were not. Not nearly by far.

“I find myself thinking of our problems,” Étoile conceded.

There were many things about Étoile which were extremely elven — their patience, the way they took forever to reach their point in a conversation, their keen measure of attention — but their insistence upon treating their little band as a group, a team, was not one of them.

‘Our problems,’ Astarion was tempted to snort, the prospect that what they were going through was anything but personal, isolating and devastating, should have been a joke. Yet Étoile easily sold him on it, the idea that they were earnest, that they would fight a horde, a hunter, or a vampire lord for him out of a sense of camaraderie in shared-disaster. Was this sense misplaced? Astarion couldn’t guess, whether willingly or no, he could imagine himself easily cutting these ties Étoile sought to bind. All allies had limits in their usefulness, even friends, even family, even lovers.

He imagined Étoile’s need of connection came from their human mother, or perhaps a deep inherent loneliness that those with bleeding hearts often found themselves afflicted with. Few in Faerun felt sympathy the way Étoile seemed to, annoying at times, stopping to save or offer benefit to every poor soul they passed. Astarion might have assumed that these acts of charity could have been influenced by a desire for divine forgiveness or intervention in regards to the looming fate of doom brought on by the mindflayer worms, but knew better now, after time and conversation revealed Étoile for who they were.

Wrapping his hands around his knees, Astarion leaned back to empty air. “Any conclusions worth mentioning? I rather doubt I’m the best to offer comfort, if you’re simply finding yourself distraught with thoughts of oblivion.”

“You don’t need to offer words,” Étoile assured him, and this time Astarion did laugh, too tickled by his companion’s instinct to soothe him for being unable to assuage them, and with his lips still pulled back in a smile of disbelief, Étoile clarified their meaning. “May I sit with you?”

“Come then,” Astarion called, the humor still in his voice, as if it were a thing to be dismissed, and not a danger to the both of them, to be sharing a space with a relative stranger. He exaggerated, laying his hands over his heart, “Bring your head to my bosom that we might will away your fears.”

He watched Étoile rise to their feet, their mollified expression sending some sense of unjust contentment to the pit of his stomach. They were a hulking wall of muscle and honor, a gentle soul of fear and hope, and they were moving to sit behind him so they too could lean back against him, not knowing would touch him; lest the worms were more exacting than Astarion dared to worry.

“Thank you,” Étoile said, their voice a rumble in their chest that flitted through Astarion’s dead heart.

“Mm,” Astarion hummed. “If you feel so indebted as to thank me, what would you do if I sought recompense?”

Étoile tilted their head, long hair tickling Astarion’s bare neck. “A bite?”

Astarion found himself smiling, so readily Étoile had taken to being a prospective source of strength and vigor.

“You really must be less diplomatic if you wish to suffer more frequently of blood loss,” he teased, and Étoile scoffed, an embarrassed and easy laugh that rattled the both of them with the force of it. “We faced a veritable army of enemies today,” Astarion went on, relaxed. “No, I’ve had my fill of blood for the evening … but as for my curiosity? That yet hungers.”

“Oh?” The genuine surprise Étoile had managed in a single syllable was almost insulting, and Astarion wondered whether he’d been too aloof the last time they spoke of personal histories. There had been times in Étoile’s stories of life before the worm where he hadn’t known how to react, and simply hadn’t, or had mocked from the safety of distance and indifference, but he had found himself endeared and fascinated, even before their adventures, Étoile was interesting … alluring. What they lacked in charm, they seemed to substitute with their earnest heart, and the drive to secure the strength they needed to achieve their goals. This must have tempted others, before.

“What would you ask of me?” Étoile prompted, a blush upon their cheeks, worried about how the length of their tales had gotten away from them the last time they and Astarion had spoken.

“Tell me,” Astarion suggested, haltingly, “my dear, of the last lover you left behind?”

A sigh escaped Étoile, a noise of sorrow and regret. Astarion licked his lips, wondering whether, to this, Étoile might object, the prospect of having found a favor beyond their desire to balance every perceived responsibility just as satisfying as receiving an answer.

Goading them, he rolled his shoulders against the expanse of their back. “Surely there must have been someone? More than one? A string of broken hearts behind you?”

“A woman,” Étoile answered quickly, and Astarion blinked in surprise, staring, empty, into the distant forest, ears perked to attention. “A human woman.” They swallowed, nervous and mournful, but when they spoke again their tone was bitter, “It was less disappointing than my first tryst, but still she… Her interest didn’t extend beyond closed doors.”

Astarion’s expression twisted in scorn, having expected something more akin to the joy of youth or a gentle heartbreak. “More's the pity.”

“It was her first time with…”

As Étoile considered their phrasing, Astarion opted to offer a suggestion to ease their tension on the subject. “An elf?”

Étoile chuckled. “That too.”

Astarion pressed his tongue to the back of his teeth, smiling about their circumstance. He hearkened them back to the present. “And I say again: Would that you were the worst of my problems.”

When Astarion felt Étoile begin to turn, it was faster than instinct to spin around onto his heel, facing them before they were anywhere close to looking over their shoulder.

Long, tortuous seconds provided the opportunity to pull away, but Astarion found himself still, except the way he heaved with each breath, except for how his heart beat like a man alive … as if it remembered infatuation beyond servitude, desire beyond subjugation.

Étoile smiled at him, and Astarion felt that he could sink into the earth in shame. ‘Bury me now, for I have seen all that creation has to offer, and the Hells are a mercy when compared to the loss of this moment. You will hate me come morning, and so will I.’

“I could be…” Étoile began to suggest, and Astarion huffed in amusement.

“Be a problem?” Astarion chuckled, resting one hand on his thigh to keep balance, and reaching out with his right to rest against Étoile’s collarbone. “Try as you might…” he mocked.

Their first kiss was slower than expected, Étoile twitching throughout the whole of it, as they considered jolting away, afraid they’d overstepped, afraid they’d misinterpret—

“Try harder,” Astarion whispered, allowing his plea to be covered in the grandeur of desire.

Astarion’s eyes were dark with the threat of promise, and whether by supernatural thrall or the splendor of seduction, Étoile only knew they were obliged to try again, and again, and again.

[icequeenbae]

Now or Never (m) KIS KSW

Pairing: Rowoon (Seokwoo) x Reader x Inseong

Polyamory AU, Established Relationship, PWP, fluff, smut

Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, softdomvibes!Inseong, creampie, threesome, facesitting (messy oral, I warned ya)

Word Count: ~4.5k

Summary: If your partner is ignoring your needs, is there anything better than having another partner to tend to them?

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

Author’s note: Hi hi hi!! I feel like I haven't been posting for ages, so I'm super happy to finally be back ❤️ So... This time I bring something different (big thanks to my beta @baekshoney for bearing with me 🙃). AHHH so nerve-wrecking!! Anyways, this is my first non-EXO (non-Baekhyun??) story on here, which I had dusting in my gdocs for some time. Since I am about to hit 500 followers, I felt like it is as good of a time as any to experiment a little~ I really really hope that you enjoy it! Don't worry, Baekhyun stories are also coming!!

Since it is a different fandom, I just want to state my usual greetings - I am Ri, very chatty and welcoming of all asks/ comments/ questions etc., please don't be shy to reach out! Okay, it's getting too long, I'll just leave you to it hehe

It has been two hours. Two torturous hours since you’d gotten home, ready to pounce, and your boyfriend Seokwoo was still not giving you anything but crumbs. Apparently, his friends waited for weeks for this day to come since he was too busy to play during the promotions, and now he was gaming like crazy for much longer than you were willing to tolerate.

At first, you took the opportunity to soak in a nice hot bath and take a relaxing shower. Then you took your time applying all of the skincare, hair products and whatnot to give him some extra time to finish up. You checked on him while your face mask was on, yet his session didn’t seem to be nearing an end. When you were all done (and slightly disappointed by the lack of attention), you rejoined him on the living room couch, looking for ways to distract him and coerce him to call it a day for his gaming. However, your advances didn’t produce much of an impact: Seokwoo simply nodded, asking you to wait for a bit longer.

He didn’t even glance your way. His eyes were glued to the screen the entire time you were ‘interacting’. Seokwoo was so deep into his game that he didn’t even notice the way you glared at him for 10 minutes straight before the noise came from the entrance.

‘Kids, I’m home!’

At this time, you were quite upset, so you weren’t in a rush to respond to Inseong, who was probably headed straight to the bathroom anyways. He had developed this habit of jumping in the shower as soon as he arrived home, probably because he became a sloth soon after – too lazy to remove his makeup or wash up. It was kind of endearing, the way he fell asleep in a matter of seconds sometimes, but personal hygiene was also a thing.

With the little patience you could muster, you waited for your older partner to finish his routine and proceed to the bedroom in order to put his home clothes on. But as Seokwoo continued to ignore all of your signals – the uncharacteristic pouting (you usually made use of it with his hyung instead), the hand on his thigh, the audible fuming – you were growing more and more frustrated.

You simply wanted him to spend some time with you! It was his fault too that you were this spoiled, basking in the ocean of his affection along with Inseong’s most of the time. The two of them were usually extremely clingy, and despite them being back home for several days already, you had hoped that their neediness would match yours and last for a bit longer.

And here you were, angry almost to tears from being completely ignored for the whole evening, especially after the extensive wait prior to this. Still, you were determined to get your share of attention in this house, one way or another.

The fact that Seokwoo simply gave you a casual pat on the butt when you stood up to leave only aggravated you further.

When you trudged into the bedroom, you were greeted with the familiar sight of your significant other splayed on the bed in just his shirt and sweats. His blond hair was a mess, his eyes were closed and his phone was on his chest. He was going to check something on there and then just decided to laze about for a minute, you figured. The sloth in him prevailed once again.

‘Oppa, are you asleep?’ You murmured, climbing onto the bed and taking a spot right next to him.

Flush to his side, you laid your head on his chest, and hugged him with both your right arm and right leg. The reciprocation of your gesture was instant, and his arm curled around your back, somehow tugging you even closer to him.

‘No, I was just going to join you,’ he replied, giggling softly as soon as you pressed an intense kiss to his neck. ‘What’s that about? Missed me?’

Inseong laughed in the charming way he did before looking at you with one eye. He caught the expression on your face way too quickly.

‘Why are you sulking?’

Multiplying your already exaggerated pout, you huffed and hid your face in his chest.

‘Seokwoo is ignoring me. All night.’

Reaching for your hair, Inseong brushed it away from your face and poked your cheek playfully. You huffed again like an angry little hedgehog.

‘Did you two have a fight?’

His tone was affable, and your defensiveness was down for the time being.

‘No. He’s… playing games!’ You frowned. ‘Instead of playing with me.’

‘I see,’ he hummed knowingly, digging his nose into your hair and inhaling deeply. ‘So, you’ve been pampering yourself all evening, and he gave you no attention at all?’

‘Yes!’ You replied begrudgingly.

This time, he didn’t give an immediate response. You lay there for a long minute, with his fingers brushing through your locks steadily. It was calming, you could not argue. There was something about Inseong that made you go mellow like this. He was chaotic at times, but when he was in his lazy domestic mood, you two would be melting together like two scoops of ice-cream on a pretty little plate.

And Seokwoo could very well be the plate. Since he was pretty and also unyielding (to your desires and whatever else) on days like this. Oh, you just wanted to smack his dumb little head every so often! What a meanie. He probably didn’t even notice that you weren’t around anymore, so your time was certainly better spent with someone who at least didn’t refuse to hold you for a good minute.

Acting all childish wasn’t something you did often, but sometimes a girl had to get what a girl wanted. And thankfully, it happened to work great on Inseong, who was a couple years older. Maybe it was him having a soft spot for you that made you this demanding, but who cared?

‘Cute.’ The blond finally replied. ‘You two can never stay out of trouble without the adults at home. It’s either fucking or fighting, no in between.’

‘Sometimes we’re playing around,’ you offered, cheeks suddenly getting heated at his comment.

Inseong snickered, chest shaking underneath your head.

‘I know how you ‘play around’. It counts as fucking, aegiya.’

You squirmed, feeling like you were trapped in rich honey. The hand that was patting your hair moments ago was now gently stroking the curve of your back, making your whole body tremble with excitement already. It wasn’t even anything special, but it was Inseong. His touch was just magical like this.

Relaxing in his arms and inhaling his fresh scent, you slowly turned into a purring kitty. The disappointment you felt from Seokwoo not giving you an ounce of his time this evening faded away, and you eagerly allowed your hand to snake under your elder’s shirt.

He hummed as his warm skin welcomed the caress of your fingertips, and you gripped his pec impishly. Both of you loved skinship a lot, so for some time it was just squeezing, and stroking, and rubbing, and hugging… You groped each other all over in a lazily sensual pattern, the tension growing just as steadily as Inseong’s boner underneath your palm. He startled you though, by reaching down and pressing two of his fingers to your clit.

You moaned before you could help it.

The shirt you were still wearing was all folded over your exposed breasts, so Inseong leaned in to press a wet kiss to your nipple. You squirmed, entangling your hand in his hair, and sort of pulling him closer. If that was even possible.

‘Mm, why are you wearing a thong at home?’ He murmured, licking at it broadly, leaving a moist trail over your breast.

‘Because my oppa is a pervert,’ you teased with a naughty smile, which quickly fell when he tapped you on the pussy.

‘Don’t be a brat,’ he warned in a singsongy tone, and circled your nub with just his middle finger.

The exhale that escaped your lungs was too breathy not to indicate your current state. But Inseong didn’t require any hints. He knew your body better than he knew his own, so pushing your buttons in the most efficient way came easy to him.

‘Next time don’t even bother wearing them,’ the blond continued, two of his fingers crawling underneath the triangle of fabric over your pubic bone to rub between your wet folds. ‘If you aim to please oppa.’

The soft squelch followed, and you moaned again, bucking your hips forward. Inseong smiled at your reaction, repeating his action a couple times to stimulate you further. You huffed impatiently, fingers digging into his deltoid, and presented the advanced version of your pout. It was a sort of ‘innocent baby girl wanting to get messed up by daddy’ kind of look. Very fitting for the current state of affairs, where you were reduced to watching him play with your pussy, all while wanting to curse him out to have him speed it up.

You’d had enough of waiting for tonight. It was time to be taken, and if anyone was to know better, it was him.

‘Inseongie,’ you called, skipping the honorific on purpose.

He knew it meant you were in a different state of mind already, too impatient to drag it out. So, he rolled his pants down, pressing your palm to his length.

‘You don’t have to wait for much longer, Y/N-ie,’ he murmured, voice sounding salacious without him even intending it.

There was just this… aura to him. Inseong could say the most mundane little thing, and not even mean for it to sound seductive, and still your body would react. And since it has been a long evening so far (of you being left unsatisfied), you were grateful that it was him. Because while Seokwoo preferred to take his time and essentially marinate you in his love (when he wasn’t too busy ignoring your very existence), Inseong was more impulsive in his lovemaking. He was less intense, but more… present. And while Seokwoo took you to another realm and made it an experience in itself, Inseong got things done. Exactly the way you wanted them done.

It didn’t even startle you when he suddenly pushed into you from behind, holding you by the waist. He stayed unmoving for a few seconds, helping you get your shirt off for good, and then tugged you so close your back ended up glued to his chest. Always his little dessert spoon.

He set a medium pace, his breath fanning over your ear just as steadily as his hips rolled into yours.

‘Mh-m,’ you moaned through your sealed lips, crazy about the wetness echoing in his every motion to pull out and slip back in.

You could picture his juice-covered cock from just hearing that. Saliva filled your mouth driven by instinct, and you gulped, reaching back to at least get a handful of his ass while at it. As if hearing you swallow, Inseong suddenly brought his hand up and traced your lower lip with his index finger. Shoving it into your mouth along with his middle finger, he urged you to give him a good suck. Pushing his fingers in and out, as if imitating oral sex, he made you drool even more.

Content with how well you lubricated his fingers, he brought them back to your nipple, making sure to press on it while squeezing your whole breast. You shivered.

‘Should I just go all in, baby?’ He inquired, slowing down, and you nodded frantically. ‘Okay. I’m not pulling out either.’

He chuckled at the way your nose scrunched up. You did enjoy raw sex, and having some cream on your cake was fine on any day. But having two boyfriends (who sometimes got pettily competitive) usually ended up in your whole crotch covered in cum. Also your butt crack, and your thighs, your boobs… sometimes it got smeared over your entire body. These boys could get so messy that afterwards you were in for an urgent shower and dealing with the laundry, even though you could barely keep your eyes open. It was helpful that there were two of them, but they were also double trouble.

When Inseong changed the position, it became a lot more… a lot more.

Your left leg was between his, and your right one was in the air, supported by your partner. Inseong pressed down on it to spread you open, and you knew he meant business in just a few moments – when he adjusted.

‘Ah-h!’ You couldn’t hold back your yelps any longer, getting louder with every thrust.

It was hard to reach for him in this position, so you tugged on your own locks instead, arching your back. Your shaky hand found the firm flesh of his thigh, and you held onto it for dear life and he snapped into you so hard your entire body bounced off the mattress.

‘Seongie- yes, yes-’

You were simply pleading at this point, the muscles of your core quivering around his cock.

‘Enjoying the show?’ Inseong suddenly asked, not wavering in his rhythm.

Blinking through the blurriness in your eyes, you looked up at his sweaty chest and then face, noticing a figure right behind him.

Seokwoo was right there in the doorway, watching you intently as you fucked.

‘Ah!’ You shrieked, a lightning bolt of pleasure hitting you in that very second.

Inseong kept your thighs open, pressing you down into the covers forcefully to use your orgasm to trigger his own. It only took him a few seconds to catch up.

‘Oppa-’ you cried, and he growled through the hammering of his thrusts, which kept filling you with more and more of his seed.

He wasn’t in a hurry to get off of your limp body once he was done, planting lazy kisses over your collarbone instead. Your weak arms wrapped around his shoulders, and he stroked your thigh. It was a cuddling session all over again.

It was cut short by a begrudged hum.

‘Aren’t you done yet?’

Seokwoo was the one who wanted attention now. How ironic.

‘What’s with the tone?’ Inseong inquired, knowingly furthering his donsaeng’s frustration.

‘Hyung! You could’ve waited for me, you know?’ He said, approaching the bed with his arms crossed.

‘Why would I?’ He snickered, lying down on his back comfortably, not even bothering to cover himself up.

Inseong toyed with people in the most infuriating, innocent, and arousing way. Always.

‘Noona,’ Seokwoo called helplessly.

But you ignored him, looking up at the blond next to you.

‘Now he remembers I exist.’

‘Sure he does. Raging boners tend to redirect your attention.’

Seokwoo pursed his lips together in frustration, looking down at the very obvious giveaway of his body.

He looked kinda cute when he was mad like this, so you gave a gentle nudge to Inseong, urging him to play with the junior some more. ‘Maybe he just likes to watch. We can give this punk another front row seat to the performance, can’t we?’

‘You’re so naughty, oppa. You know how wet and sensitive I am still…’

‘Yes. I could dive right in…’

‘Noona-ah!’ Seokwoo whined, pushing through to get between you and Inseong. ‘This isn’t fair. Why is he getting all of you?’

‘Missed your train tonight, aegi.’ You huffed, shoving him back to fall on his butt with the ball of your foot. ‘Go back to ignoring me and see how sad I am about it.’

‘I’m sorry, I just got carried away…’ He mumbled breathily, finding ways to touch your thigh discreetly with the pads of his fingers. ‘I can make it up to you.’

You met Inseong’s eyes, and despite his neutral expression, you could tell he was just as curious as you were.

‘Like how?’ You inquired, feigning indifference.

‘How would you like me to do it?’ He asked, and both you and Inseong rolled your eyes.

‘Seriously,’ Inseong sighed dramatically. ‘He has to be told what to do. Do you want hyung to give you instructions too?’

He only said that to tease his junior, but there was something in the way he phrased it… That had you bite your lip to deal with the raise in tension. And Inseong noticed.

‘On a second thought… Why not?’

Both of you turned to the blond now.

‘Strip, Seokwoo-yah. And make it entertaining for your noona.’

The pause didn’t last long, and you heard the ruffle of fabric as the taller one began to get rid of his clothes. He tried to do it slowly, in a more sensual way, one could assume, but it seemed slightly awkward and rushed. His long limbs demonstrated very little grace in setting themselves free, and your cold façade almost got destroyed with a chuckle.

Did he have to be so tall, clumsy and adorable?

Biting into your cheek from the inside of your mouth, you held it in. Inseong’s hand wandered across your breast.

‘You’re easily excitable,’ he murmured into your ear, and you squirmed from the tickling warmth of his breath.

Why were you turned on again this quickly? Whether it was the scent of Inseong’s sweat in the air and his cum dripping out of you, or Seokwoo’s toned body and delicious bronze skin in front of you, you had no idea. But it was clear that you wouldn’t refuse speeding things up at this point.

Inseong must have been reading your mind, because he reached out to grab Seokwoo’s wrist and pulled him onto the bed again.

‘Lie down. On your back.’

You watched with deep curiosity how he bossed the younger around. Usually, Inseong was quite soft-handed. He could take the lead at times, since he was older, but mostly preferred to live a life of a marshmallow. So now, as he had set out to help you ‘punish’ Seokwoo for his cold manner, you were suddenly coming to terms with finding this hot. Maybe a thing to bring up next time?

The blond turned his head to look at you.

‘Sit on his face.’ His tone was soft, yet the suggestion seemed bold.

‘Huh?’ You looked down on autopilot, thinking back about the semen smeared all over your pussy now.

The fact is, Seokwoo was quite used to his hyung’s cum on him, since they both got pretty messy taking turns. But it wasn’t usually anywhere close to his face. You were wondering…

‘Aren’t we teaching him a lesson?’ Inseong asked, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear in a casually flirty way he had about him. ‘He wants a go. Might as well clean you up first.’

You gulped at the thought of Seokwoo’s mouth on your cum-stained labia. Inseong visibly enjoyed your reaction, and it didn’t go unnoticed by the younger one either – he tugged at your wrist impatiently.

‘I’ll do it, noona. Please.’

Hesitating for a moment, you wanted to ask if he was sure. But if the apparent twitch of his cock and the restless licking of his lips were any indication, he was quite into it already. You quickly assumed the role you were offered.

‘What makes you think you deserve to do even that?’ You chuckled, raising an eyebrow at him.

Inseong snickered behind your back, enjoying the scene in front of him.

‘Don’t be so mean, sweetness,’ he murmured, the tip of his nose tickling your ear. ‘He knows exactly what he’s getting. He saw all of it happen.’

Thinking back to the way Seokwoo lurked in the door, watching Inseong fuck you into total bliss, you cocked your head to the side, looking at the blond’s lips.

‘I guess if he doesn’t impress me… He could always go back to watching, right?’

The question sent an electric charge through the air, and, as soon as Inseong nodded, you threw your leg over Seokwoo’s chest. Taking the right position didn’t require much time, although you were cautious not to smother him.

Seokwoo, however, didn’t seem to care about breathing whatsoever.

He buried his whole face in your vulva as soon as you sat down. You pursed your lips to contain a yelp and inhaled, feeling much less powerful now that he was holding your hips in a tight lock of his arms. The younger’s full lips worked hard, exploring your wet folds. When suddenly his tongue dipped inside you aggressively, there was no way to hold yourself back.

‘Agh!’ You gasped, pressing your palms into the wall in front of you.

The taller one continued with even more fervor. He clearly aimed to coerce more of these reactions out of you, and his technique was about to bring him success. You could hear his muffled breathing, and the slurping sounds he produced, and the low hums from a deep place in his chest… It was all too much to handle.

‘Seokwoo-ya-ah,’ you moaned, bucking your hips forward with the help of his palms on your ass.

Inseong bent over reaching for your inner thigh to get a better look, but the younger one smacked his hand away unapologetically.

‘Like a hungry lion,’ the blond snorted. ‘Seems like you’re his prey now, Y/N-ie.’

Turning to him like a hungry lioness yourself, you licked your dry lips.

‘Put your cock in my mouth,’ you demanded, and he smiled, giving your face a broad stroke up to your ear as if you were his pet.

Instead of giving you an answer, Inseong looked down at something behind you. It could only be assumed that it was the younger’s crotch. But before he could say anything, Seokwoo lost his resolve completely, suddenly pushing you off of himself and onto the bed.

It didn’t take you much longer than a second to register his rock-solid cock, bouncing against his lower stomach. Slightly surprised that he got this hard with zero touching, you were ambushed by his quick move to grasp you and likely get you on all fours.

Fighting him off playfully, you twisted and wriggled, not allowing him to lay you on your belly. As usual, he was careful not to hurt you, and you used your size difference to your advantage. He conceded all of the hits and shoves, determined to get you in his hold by catching your wrists. But soon he had to simply pin you down on the bed, using both force and his body mass. Finally submitting to his weight on top of you and showing your teeth in a defeated smile, you dug into his hair with one hand, battling his grip.

Kim Seokwoo loved when you touched his hair. The gentle scratch of your nails against his scalp almost sent him into ecstasy every time, so he hurriedly pushed into you before it was too late. You cried out, even though it didn’t hurt, and he pulled back slowly, eyes trained on your face.

‘Deep and hard,’ you told him, sounding hoarse and slightly desperate. ‘Make me come quickly.’

He swallowed, pecking you on the lips swiftly, and slammed back into you. After a round with Inseong and a torturous oral with Seokwoo, your pussy was so swollen and tender that you could barely stand the abrupt contact it was making with his skin. Squealing and grasping, you left superficial scratches on his back as your hands traveled down the curve of it.

His glutes were flexing rhythmically underneath your palms, and you were almost hypnotized by the way his tongue ran over his luscious lips. The mole on his chin added to your madness, and you grabbed his neck with one hand to plant a kiss over it. He wasn’t satisfied with just that, and his tongue slipped between your lips, momentarily taking over.

Whining into his mouth, you allowed him to devour you, while his hips continued hammering you down. It wasn’t his usual style, but your request (order?) was to make you come quickly, so he knew you were not in the mood for a slow session. And testing your patience was definitely a challenge for another day. Thus, he used all of his athletic ability to keep the intensity of his thrusts high, making your walls start to pulse in a familiar way around him.

‘Noona…’ He sighed, gripping you tighter as his movements became rougher.

‘Mm-ah,’ you jolted in his arms, body trembling uncontrollably.

A sling of curses followed, and you fist pressed into his shoulder in an attempt to get some distance between you. But he kept going, spurred on by your high-pitched moans, and in mere seconds you heard his breathy groan. Keening at the feeling of his seed flooding your insides and dripping out slowly when he rocked back and forth gently, you threw your head back. Seokwoo slipped out of you, moving down to rest his head on your exposed chest for a few moments, and you went with the flow.

Some time later, your trance was disrupted by the rustle of tissues.

Opening your eyes and turning to the side, you saw Inseong, who was wiping what could only be cum off of his stomach.

‘Oppa?’ You called, attracting Seokwoo’s attention as well, despite him almost dozing off on top of you.

Inseong met your eyes and chuckled.

‘What? You didn’t think I was gonna watch you and not get off?’

You motioned for him to join you.

‘I want cuddles.’

‘Yes, princess,’ he replied, throwing the used tissues on the floor without a care before scooting closer to you.

Seokwoo rolled off of you with slight displeasure, and Inseong tugged at the duvet to get it from under you. He knew you were getting cold quickly after sex, so the first thing he did after cleaning up was wrapping you in the covers. When all three of you were tucked underneath, the blond immediately clung to you from behind, intertwining your legs.

Seokwoo turned away already since he liked to lie on his side as well, but his bare back seemed quite lonely at this time. You traced his spine with your index finger slowly.

‘What lesson have you learned today?’ You asked him in a semi-stern tone.

‘I shouldn’t have ignored noona,’ he mumbled in response, sounding like a scolded puppy.

‘Are you gonna do this again?’ You asked, and were met with silence. ‘Hm?’

‘No..?’ He replied, and you huffed at the response.

‘He’s gonna toy with you even now,’ Inseong laughed, and you shoved at Seokwoo’s shoulder blade with your fist.

‘Yah, is that your final answer-’

‘I love you, noona!’ He interrupted, melting your anger away with the sucker punch phrase. ‘Please love me back.’

‘Ugh, this little-’ You rolled your eyes, unable to remain strict at all.

Inseong nudged your butt forward, and you got closer to the younger one’s body. Sighing, you finally wrapped your arms around his waist, accepting him as the (giant) little spoon. He instantly became a purring mess in front of you, stroking the arm you were hugging him with.

‘I guess it’s better late than never…’ You muttered, placing a soft kiss between his shoulder blades. Just like that, you officially made up.

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A/N: Not gonna lie, I'm dying for some feedback. It feels like I'm posting my first story ever, I was very uncertain about posting it 🙃 I do hope that there are many SF9 stans out there to enjoy this, but I haven't interacted with many (which I would love to). There are some other sf9 stories coming along... with different pairings (cz I'm a hoe? lol) Anyways, let me know what you think! Also, my masterlist is now mostly EXO, but check it out if you're interested~

P.S. Not at me rushing to post the story because I was just hanging out with Dawon in my dream today lmao Can't disappoint my bestie 😂😂😂

[midoriaww]

The Bath in the Storm

[Authors notes:

Summary: Y/N giving Izuku some well-deserved care with a bathtub date!

warnings: contains some suggestive content, SUPER fluff and comfort, giving Izuku the love he deserves, female reader insert]

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"Izuku!" You called out from the open bathroom door, the sound of the bathtub filling with water echoing off the walls.

"Yes, Y/N?" He called back from his bedroom.

You huffed a little. Had he still not finished his paperwork yet? Izuku had been working incredibly hard lately and you knew that he would go above and beyond to meet deadlines and look after others but he rarely thought about himself. You loved him for his selflessness but you couldn't just sit idly by and watch him waste away at the expense of his goals. Everything in life has to have a balance. That's why you had the idea of giving him a night of pampering and attention. You loved him soooo much and you yearned to release all the tension from his body with your magic massages. Although, you were growing impatient whilst you waited for him to finish working. You didn't want the water to get cold.

You slowly slinked into the bedroom where Izuku sat at his desk, the lamp light casting his body in a silhouette.

"Izuku~" You sang softly against his earlobe as you hugged his shoulders from behind.

His body tensed and he shivered a little as your breath tickled his neck. "W-what is it, Y/N?" The green haired boy asked nervously, a faint blush on his cheeks.

"Are you done yet?" You asked him sweetly, nuzzling your face into his neck. The All Might hoodie he was wearing was warm and the fabric was soft.

Izuku hummed in a smile, enjoying the affection from you. "Almost. I just need to email it." His scarred fingers clicked away at the keyboard of the laptop.

You squeezed his chest gently. "Okay! Come to the bathroom when you're done, sweetie." The cheek kiss you gave him made his blush darken and his smile grow. He couldn't wait to be done with this paperwork.

As you waited in the bathroom, you took some time to set up; lighting candles of lavender and peppermint, filling the bathtub with bubbles, and gathering the fluffiest towels for when you're done. After all, it's the little things that matter. The rain was beginning to fall outside the window and the sky was darker than usual even though it was nighttime now. You opened the window of the bathroom a crack to enhance the sound of the raindrops falling. It was so peaceful.

"I'm done, Y/N!" You heard Izuku's voice call down the hallway.

"Great! Come to the bathroom."

"Sweetheart, the light isn't even on-" Izuku was about to say as he reached for the light switch but stopped in his tracks when he saw you. You sat on the side of the large bathtub with just a towel around your body, your hair tied up in a messy bun on top of your head. His eyes shone in the candlelight and you watched him scan over the room.

He smiled gently. "Are you going to take a bath?"

You shook your head playfully. "No. We're going to take a bath." You stood up and pulled him closer gently by the hand.

His face turned red and he suddenly couldn't make eye contact with you. "W-what? But why? Don't you think it's a little too cramped in there anyway? And I don't want to ruin your relaxing evening-"

"Izuku." You cut off his rambling and ran your thumb over the back of his hand as you held it. "I wanted to treat you. You've been working so hard recently that I wanted to give you a bit of time to relax." You drew in a breath and smiled at him. "So please, let me spoil you."

The hero's eyes were full of adoration and he looked genuinely shocked, but pleased. He nodded quickly, a blush still on his face. "Y-yes, of course. I mean...I'd like that." You gave him a sweet smile and leaned in to kiss his lips gently. His lips were soft and parted a little.

Once you pulled away softly, you stepped back and looked him up and down, to which he became a little nervous. "Uh, Y/N?"

"Let me undress you."

"Y-you don't have to do that."

"But I want to. I don't want you doing a thing tonight." He nodded slowly and complied, letting you undress him.

First, you grabbed the hem of his All Might hoodie and gently (he would be sad if anything bad happened to it) lifted it over his head. You giggled at the sight of his hair becoming all messy once you got it off. "Cute hair, baby." You ruffled his hair a little, earning a big smile from him.

Next, his shirt was the next thing to disappear. As you took items of clothing off his body, you neatly folded them and piled them on the bench by the sink. You would take the utmost care in everything tonight - he deserved it.

You both blushed a little as your hands slid down his torso to the elastic of his sweatpants. God, he looked so stunning wearing those. You'd always drool at the sight of him, especially when he put his hands in his pockets. There was something oddly sexy about that. Glancing up at him for consent (and to see his adorable blushy face) you began to gently dig your fingers in-between the fabric and his hips. My god, his hips. The skin was so soft and smooth - untouched. The angle of his pelvic bone reaching down and creating a 'v' shape that was also oddly sexy.

Pulling down his sweatpants and giggling when he sorta hopped out of them, all that was left were his boxers. The black fabric hugged his figure so nicely that you found yourself gushing over how attractive he looked. "You've got such a cute butt, Izuku!"

He laughed a little and rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Yours is cuter." He remarked to which you smirked.

"I seriously doubt that." You joked and reached your hand around him to pinch his butt. He let out a little squeak and blushed hard as you laughed.

"Alright, you're gonna regret that, Y/N." He laughed and grabbed your hips, pulling you into a hug. Now it was your turn to blush. You could definitely feel something against your crotch as you were face to face with Izuku, his strong arms holding you close to him. You watched his face as he hid a cheeky smile and slapped your butt through your towel.

You yelped in surprise and lightly hit his chest. "Meanie." You pouted and tried to free yourself from his grasp.

He smiled proudly down at you, his eyes completely focused on you. "Will a kiss make it better?"

You thought for a moment and then nodded, waiting for him to make the first move. Izuku's face grew so close that you could feel his breath on your mouth. Your eyes fluttered closed and his lips locked with yours gently. The kiss was slow and loving and brought a sense of calm into your soul.

Pulling away delicately, you couldn't help but let out a relaxed sigh, a smile on your face as your eyes remained closed. Once you opened them, your boyfriends deep green eyes drew you in immediately; they stared at you with such adoration, full of emotion and enchantment. His gaze left you speechless as you blushed slightly, looking down to fiddle with the elastic of his boxer shorts.

"What is it?" He tilted his head a little with an amused smile.

You bit your lip lightly, bringing your hand to his face and caressing his cheek. Your touch was as light as a feather but it sent shivers down his spine, nonetheless. Your eyes scanned over his features like you were committing them to memory and your lips curved into a smile.

"You're beautiful...like, otherworldly...so incredibly stunning, Izuku."

His face exploded in red at your compliment and he struggled to squeak out a response. "I-I...umm-"

"Are you sure you're not an angel?" You smiled slyly and spun him around to jokingly check his back for wings.

He managed to laugh a little at your antics and pulled you close by the waist, looking down at you and biting his lip. The blushing boy pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, gently leaning closer to whisper to you. "I- I think you're the one who's an angel, baby."

You giggled and kissed his cheek a bunch of times in an explosion of affection, to which he laughed along with you and returned the favour.

As you held each other, his fingers ran down your arm and he pouted. "Are you cold? Why don't we get in the bath, sweetheart?" You weren't going to say no to that! You nodded eagerly and dropped your towel (which made Izuku blush no matter how many times he'd seen you) slipping into the hot, soapy water. You sighed happily and scooted to one side of the tub to leave room for your boyfriend to sit.

You had to physically restrain yourself from giving his butt a light smack when he pulled off his boxers and put them with the rest of his clothes. It just looked so perfect and squishy!

Finally, Izuku slid into the water as well, facing opposite you. You gave him a cute smile and swirled the water a little bit. "Is the temperature okay?"

He nodded and smiled back. "Yes, it's perfect."

You beamed at that comment which he thought was adorable - looking so proud of yourself.

"Oh," you started, twisting around to grab a small plate of chocolate covered strawberries. "I made these earlier."

Izuku's eyes lit up at the delicious treats in front of him and the care you put into decorating them.

You plucked one of the berries from the plate and held it out a little and you tutted when the green haired boy reached out to grab it. "Ah, ah, no hands. I wanna feed you." You told him, smiling playfully.

Although this made Izuku blush, he nodded and leaned forward, his mouth slightly ajar. Once he took a bite, his eyes widened and he smiled. "Wow, Y/N, those are really good! And they're so beautifully decorated."

You gave him a bright smile as you watched him chew away at the sweet treat. "Thanks, baby! I'm glad you like them." You giggled.

Izuku swallowed and held out one of the strawberries for you to eat. You two kept sharing until they were nearly all gone as the rain began to pelt down.

Glimpsing out the window, you could faintly see the dark storm clouds rolling over houses but you felt strangely safe although you sat in the dark. The small scented candles surprisingly let off a bit of light and the warmth of the water calmed you. Not to mention, Izukus' body beside yours, his skin feeling smooth against yours under the water. You admired him silently, a small smile on your face and he seemed embarrassed by the attention. 

"What?" He asked, a blush covering his freckled cheeks. 

You smiled and motioned for him to come closer. "Turn around. Let me wash your hair." 

He nodded and slid through the water gently, struggling to spin around whilst sitting down. You giggled as you held him close, his back now against your chest. 

"Is this comfortable?" You asked close to his ear which made him involuntarily shiver. 

"Mmhmm." He nodded. 

You began by gently running your wet hands through his hair, occasionally scratching his scalp. It was very quiet; just the sound of water trickling as you lifted your fingers out of the water, the comfortable hum from Izukus lips and the wind and rain outside. It was so peaceful, you could almost fall asleep right there. 

As you began to wash his hair, you noticed his muscles were still quite tense. You sunk your head down into the crook of his shoulder and nipped at his damp skin lightly. He squeaked almost immediately and turned to look at you, his green eyes wide and his cheeks red. "Y-Y/N! What was that for?" 

"If you don't relax, I'll have to make you." You whispered into his ear with a mischievous smile and ran your hands down his thighs a little. "Don't be so tense, Izuku."

"It's sort of hard to do," He swallowed harshly. "When you're touching me like that." 

"Well, I don't hear any complaints." You giggled and moved away to grab a bottle of shampoo. "I'm just teasing, baby. But seriously, relax while I wash your hair." Giving him a soft smile and kissing the side of his head. 

The shampoo had a floral scent and was a clear liquid that foamed up as you worked it through his hair. You lightly massaged his scalp as you spread the soap and his shoulders began to relax. After a while, he leant his head back onto your chest, pressing soapy bubbles between your breasts and looking up at you and giving you a beautiful relaxed smile.

You leant down to press a kiss to his temple and his eyes fluttered closed at the contact. "I love you." You whispered to his forehead, resting there for a moment. 

"I love you too, Y/N." He whispered back, so softly as if he was afraid to break the silence - like it was a dream. And right here, with you, it definitely felt that way.

[hoshi-y]

Spoiled

Genre : Lime

Character : Yugi Amane

Reader Pronouns : She/Her

TW : Heated Content

A/N : This was actually requested by @under-the-cherrytree but my dumbass accidentally posted it undone and panicked and deleted it

I'm still new to writing Lime so please bear with me lol, Anyways I hope you enjoy

You taste sweet..

You and Amane have been together for amonth and a half now

and him being your boyfriend was just the best thing that had happened to you

He spoils you ROTTEN

Not only that, when you introduced him to your parents they immediately SOLD YOU TO HIM

jk they approved as long as both of you do good in your studies

You haven't met his parents yet as they were really busy with work

Eh, You haven't gotten the chance to talk to his younger twin too, just like Amane he participated in a sports team

But he has told them about you!

Afterschool today, Amane asked if you would want to go his house afterschool

Flustered, you said yes, thinking you will finally get to meet his parents

But he has other plans

He knows his Parents and Tsukasa were away to go to a Sports competition his brother joined

So he knows he brought you over no one was home, It was just You and Him

but of course there is no such thing as premium alone time, His parents and Tsukasa came in the last second

"WAAHHH AMANE AMANE LOOK AT THE TROPHY I WON" Tsukasa shouted happily as he waved it around "Dear don't wave it around you might drop it" His Mom, Ayumi said as she took of her shoes

Tsukino, Amane's dad also took off his shoes and was about to put it on the rack but noticed another pair "Oh? Amane has company over" He sat down on the couch

Ayumi took of her earrings and placed it on a jewelry plate "He does?" Right on time, Amane went downstairs to greet his parents "Amane do you have company over?"

"Ooooo~ Is it a girl?~" Tsukasa Teased "It is a girl actually, Mom, Dad, Remember.. my girlfriend I keep telling you about?"

"WHAT Your girlfriend is here?! do you have no shame the house is in complete chaos and I think I saw your bed not done!!" Tsukasa scolded his older Brother as their parents laugh

You on the other hand were at just standing at the stair case listening to their conversation "Well is she here? I would love to meet her!" Ayumi said as she clasps her hands together, Amane went over to you and held your hand "Well.. You heard them, They want to meet you.." You nodded as you followed him downstairs

Your heart was beating like crazy

Like Flash crazy

They invited you to stay over for their celebratory dinner for Tsukasa's win

and of course you happily accepted it

You helped out with cooking and preparing the table

Surprisingly, They loved you and approved of you aswell!

You even got along with Tsukasa as well

Spent most of your time baking or talking with his parents or playing video games with Tsukasa

Amane sulked aa he watched you have your full attention on his parents and younger twin brother

he thought that maybe you know, you guys could do something much more

After what seemed like hours he finally excused you from his parents and led you upstairs to his room

Tsukasa heard the two of you go up the stairs "Don't get too wonky up there you two" He snickered as his eyes were glued to the TV playing video games, The tips of Amanes ears went red and closed his door

You on the other hand was looking around his room, He had alot of cool stuff in there, Your surprised he didn't have any magazines laying around—

You felt a pair of arms hug you from behind "[F/N]..." he sulked as he placed his chin on your shoulder, You turn your head the tip your noses slightly touching "What is it, Amane?" You asked

He doesn't answer as he dug his face on your back "Is it because I didn't pay much attention to you earlier?" You giggled a little "I'm sorry... Your parents must really like me then"

"They really do.. you went from calling tem by their last names to Mom and Dad.." He smiled to himself as your relationship was finally approved by both of your parents

"Amane.."

"Hm?"

"I want to be spoiled.." You ask shyly, he chuckled and dragged you to his bed "Aren't you adorable.." He kissed your cheek making you blush "I'll be doing something more than just spoiling you.." He said as he leaned closer to you ear "A-amane wait I'm sensitive there.." You put your hands on his chest

"Before I do anything.. I want your consent of course.. If you want me to stop I'll stop, Okay? I love you too much, I'd hate to do something you don't want me to.. " You were in awe, you really loved this boy, he would go out of his way to ask your consent first before doing anything

Kissing his cheek and nodding your head, He gently captured your lips into a kiss, He laid you down as he hovered ontop of you deepening it

You ran your hands thru his choppy hair as he held you tenderly, The sounds of kissing was the only thing the two of you hear in his quiet and cozy bedroom, He pulled away and made his way down your neck and started giving small pecks

You were trying not to make a sound as his parents and younger brother were downstairs, and might hear you, You accidentally mewled when he found your sweet spot and you immediately slap your hand on your mouth

"My~ Aren't you vocal My love..~" He chuckled as he sucked and bit your sweet spot, You were panting heavily not wanting to make a single sound, but your voice failed you and started releasing shy and innocent moans which only encouraged him to do more

"A-amane.." He continued to bite and suck your neck leaving hickeys behind, He went down to your collarbone and made even more hickeys, He pulled away and admired his work, your neck and collarbone was full of hickeys

Leaning down he kissed you again not getting tired of your soft lips, He licked your bottom lip for permission and you obliged, you two were fighting for dominance but of course he won, He explored every area of that pretty mouth of yours not leaving anything untouched

"Amane.. D-dont stop.." You said in between, He obeyed and deepened the kiss ".. as you wish.."

Your mewls and how you called his name just made him ecstatic, Because he knows you only make these sounds because of him and only him, The two of you pulled away from each otheres lips breathing heavily, a string of saliva connected to each others tongues

He sat you on his lap as he slowly placed his hand on your thigh giving it a ligth squeeze, holding your cheek with his free hand to bring you back in for a kiss

"I love you.. [F/N].." He breathed out

"I love you too Amane, to the moon and back.."

when he asks for consent >>>>>

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] SEASON 2 PROLOGUE- MEETING VICTOR AS A CHILD (ENG TRANSLATION)

🍮Warning🍮 This post contains detailed spoilers for contents that are yet to release on the Global server. Don't continue under the cut if you don't wish to be spoiled! (◍•ᴗ•◍)

Please Note that~ I've never done translations before. This is the 1st work I've finished completely. So it might seem amateurish. I'll try to keep updating slowly haha, might take time because of studies and everything, but I'll keep it going. ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

Thank you in advance for the support. <3

✧A FEW THINGS TO NOTE BEFORE PROCEEDING FURTHER--

After MC bids goodbye to the guys in CH 37 [Victor Split Route Translation 1, 2, 3 - done by @mlqctranslations ], she puts on the QUEEN'S crown and the world's time shifts 17 years backwards.

MC returns to her 5 year old self at the orphanage where the experiment took place.

She gets stuck on the word "BS CORE" while flipping around for information, but before she can wrap her head around it, sudden realization hits her.

She remembers the voice, "Any small variable, will make a certain probability the reality." Realizing where she's right now, she rushes to find him.

✧VICTOR SPILT ROUTE✧

I take a deep breath and walk quickly down the stairs. With each step, the surrounding becomes more and more familiar.

After turning an unknown number of corners, a familiar room number comes into my view.

Before I can wrap my head around it, I hear a faint voice and a slight cry.

I quickly make my way to the door and lower my gaze through the crack. But all I can see is dozens of children of different ages huddling together in the dimly lit room.

??: Quickly spit out the medicine in your mouth.

A young boy's voice sounds softly, his tone calm. For a moment I freeze, as I take in the small face into my view.

He is standing in the center of the room. The light passing through the crack of the door falls squarely on his straight back, tracing the dashing appearance of the young boy.

MC: Victor...

I try to swallow the emotions in my heart, knowing full well that I have more important things to do right now.

Under his "command", the children obediently spit out their medicine, except for a few smaller ones who are still crying in low voices.

Child Victor: Don't cry. Do you still want to get out of here?

The teary-eyed child stops crying after a few more sobs. Victor nods in satisfaction.

I push the door open a little, ready to sneak into the pile of children. But I have taken not more than a few steps, when a pair of dusty leather shoes appears in front of me.

Child Victor: ...What are you doing here? Did you get kidnapped too?

A slightly strained voice sounds above my head. I raise my head and look straight at him.

There is a sudden tingling in my head and the past that have been sealed in the depth of memories, finally emerges before my eyes, traveling across time.

In a moment, my eyes become a little sore. I take a step closer towards Victor.

MC: I'm here to help you escape.

Child Victor: ...You?

Victor frowns, his solemn face filling up with doubts.

I straighten myself up to gain composure, stand on tiptoe and lean into his ear.

MC: I know you're ready to take everyone and run. I also know that you can suspend time. ...Victor, I can really help you. So can you trust me?

Child Victor: ....

Victor's brows furrow even more, and he looks me over with an indifferent expression. Meanwhile the look in his eyes grow more and more complex.

Even though he hasn't said anything, this familiar look told me that he actually believed what I said.

MC: The guards were just leaving when I arrived. So now is the best time for us to get out. And there are no cameras from this corridor to the next sub-corridor entrance, so we can leave from the left. We will be safe, if we pass through the courtyard.

Relying on my memory, I excitedly describe the escape route to him. Still worried that he might doubt my plan, I get down on the ground and carefully trace through the dust on the floor, barely making out an outline.

Victor, who has been silent till now, raises his eyes slightly.

Child Victor: You seem to be quite familiar with this place. Are you from here?

MC: I...

His question leaves me dumbfounded for a moment. Because now I, too, seem unsure of what the answer is.

Child Victor: Forget it. Are we leaving now? There's no time.

MC: Do you believe me now?

Victor does not say anything. After staring at me for a while, he inclines his head somewhat unnaturally.

Child Victor: Your face is pale. I've never seen a dummy who spends so much time explaining. I believe you, hardly.

I am left a little stunned for a while, then realize that my skirt is covered with dust. Even my hands are dirty. I guess it happened when I was drawing the map just now.

---

When stepping on the last step of the stairs, I've finally arrived at the wide backyard from my memory.

Not far from the wall, hangs a gaping hole in the barbed wire fence, and in front of the gaping hole is an open space, overgrown with weeds.

At this moment, there are suddenly irregular footsteps behind us, as if they are gradually approaching us.

Everything is the same as that memory. Looking at Victor's taut side profile-- my heart churns with sourness and nostalgia.

Child Victor: ...A little faster.

Victor speaks as he quickens his pace, while pulling forward the child behind him with force.

As time passes by, despair and fear fills the air.

MC: Victor, you...

Before the words are out of my mouth, the whole world becomes quiet and time stands still.

Child Victor: Go over the wall and get out! Hurry up!

Victor's words are loud and clear. The children have come back to their senses. They quickly build a human bridge and start stepping over the wall one by one.

Child Victor: You're next.

MC: I'll go last.

Without waiting for Victor's response, I go straight to the end of the line to push the scared little child under the wall, all the while observing the surrounding warily.

Victor frowns as he looks at me. After a moment, he reverts back to helping one of the children climbing over the wall.

With our cooperation, the last child has also managed to escape.

Child Victor: It's your turn.

MC: I'm going with you.

Child Victor: ....

He gives a speechless expression but acquiesces to my words anyways and climbs over the wall first.

Child Victor: Give me your hand.

I hold out my hand towards him.

In the next second, a white light flashes.

As expected, there it is!

MC: Watch out!!

I don't hesitate to step forward and lunge towards him--

I grip Victor's hand tightly, jump with all my strengths, and by intertia, pounce on him from the wall.

Bang--

The barbed wire behind us is struck and crashes down in front of our eyes.

Dodged it!

I open my eyes in some pain and look at Victor, who is now staring at me being pinned under my weight. I can't help but reach out to examine him.

Child Victor: (blushing) ...Hey.

MC: Are you alright!

Child Victor: Hmm. What about you, can you stand up?

I nod my head and stand up at his tug. But as he tries to pull me away with him, I gently push away his hand.

Child Victor: You're not leaving?

MC: I can't leave yet. Because I still have some things to figure out.

Seeing his serious and incomprehensible look, I can't help but think of the past that had once happened here. It seems that it is destined to be like this. And yet, not quite.

But at least this time, we've met here again and there are no regrets.

I can't help but let out a laugh.

Child Victor: What are you laughing at? Did the fall make you silly?

MC: You're a...

I pretend to be annoyed and make a face at him.

MC: Victor, we will meet again in the future. Since you have already chosen to trust me, there is no reason why you should not now. You don't have to worry, I'm safe here. So you get out of here quickly.

Some hesitation passes over Victor's calm little face, but in the end he gives a nod.

Child Victor: Take care of yourself.

He suddenly pauses as he is about to leave. As if thinking of something, he turns around again.

Child Victor: (blushing) Thank you for earlier.

MC: If you want to thank me, just make me a pudding the next time we meet! I like your pudding best. It's the reciprocity.

Child Victor: ...Okay.

Victor's tensed little face finally reveals the first smile of the day, before he turns to leave.

✧THE AFTERMATH✧

After the spilt routes end, MC comes back inside and overhears her dad having a discussion with someone.

Among all the words MC hears, the only constant is "CORE." She regards this to be a very important existence in the future- both for her and the world.

MC also realizes she doesn't have the power of the QUEEN anymore.

After the kidnapping incident is exposed, BS takes the responsibility and the members leave the organization.

The exposing of Evol arises heated discussion among the normal citizens, some in support and some against it.

Meanwhile, MC waits for another 17 years for the long-desired future following the changes she's made on "that" day, until she meets them again.

🕰️🌹NEXT STOP: Reunite Date translated by @cheri-translates <3

[lifeofkaze]

Director’s cut on the smut of your choice?

Oh wifey, count on you to ask the really interesting things 😎

Talking about NSFW content here, so if you don't like it or are under 18, please scroll on. Thank youuuuu 💛

While I really want to talk about the "smut" I just finished (you know which one), I find talking about things that aren't out yet or I don't want to spoil for the rest tricky, so let's talk Rockstar, in particular, the infamous shower scene in "No One Knows".

While I'm equally proud of all three smut scenes in WSI (and had equal amounts of trouble with them), all three were done in a very intentional way that builds on each scene (so I'm actually going to talk a little about all of them, hehe).

"No One Knows" is the last smut scene you'll get in WSI and naturally, wasn't meant to be happening on screen. But how could it be different, @the-al-chemist got really excited and talked me into writing it, so here we are.

The shower scene is the culmination of the scenes that came before.

In All Summer Long where they sleep with each other for the first time, it's just that - they're drunk, they're high, they find each other attractive and end up shagging, no feelings involved on both sides. In my writing I tried focusing on the sense of something new, and that it's really only physical for both of them, by cutting out most emotions and focusing on sensual descriptions while also setting up Lizzie's tattoo and the banter they have the next morning including the little detail that Lizzie doesn't like to kiss if she's not serious about someone. Maintaining the feeling that they're friends and retain that unchanged dynamic directly after and the next morning was really important to me here.

The second smut scene we get in Truth Catches Up, and we're already in a very different place here compared to All Summer Long. The chapter before ended with both of them falling asleep next to each other without anything happening between them before, which is a first. It shows Lizzie is so comfortable with Orion that she discards her own rules without even noticing, while we see Orion developing the first hints of feelings towards her, even though he isn't fully aware of it yet. So there are emotions growing between them, but they're not fully there yet, so we do get Lizzie being cheeky and teasing when they hook up the next morning, but also this slight shift in everything being just that little more gentle. In my writing I tried to mirror this by giving them a different kind of interaction, lots of eye contact, forehead touching, cuddling afterwards instead of laughing it off and being done with it like before.

And finally, the shower scene in No One Knows. If only shower sex was really that good... sorry I disgress. Here, both of them are actually in love at this point, even though they don't realise it yet - in various stages of denial. Lizzie truly hasn't spared it a thought beyond being with Orion just makes her happy, while Orion subconsciously knows very well, but chooses to push the thought away. The whole point of this chapter and the next (which were originally one) was to show how much of a couple they already are without realising, and to do that I wanted them to have a real couple morning before I take everything away, because drama. Writing them hooking up in the shower was tricky in two ways - one, writing the logistics with it still being good to read and realistic is not easy, and I hated myself for choosing the shower as setting more than once. And second, because they deeply care about each other at this point I wanted the scene to feel completely different to All Summer Long. So where it was all easy and fun and hot there (which is how I usually write smut), here I had to focus more on details and emotions, the tiny things you'd only notice on a person if you really, really know them and are familiar with them. That's a style of smut that was very new for me, and it took me forever to brainstorm how to do it. But this is why Lizzie notices this high amount of details in this scene, like the tips of Orion's fingers on his left hand being rougher because he pushes down the strings of his guitar with it, or how his necklace cuts into her back, or how the water catches in his lashes. Vice versa, that is why Orion wants to look at her while they sleep with each other, although that makes it logistically more difficult, and they hold hands and just stand under the water and embrace each other after.

[sylphid187]

Epilogue:Another One

Sunlight hits his face as it streams through his bedroom window. Kenma groans and tries to roll over from his current position on the bed, but finds that he has difficulty moving. He blinks his eyes open and then looks down, only to see a pair of arms draped around his waist, holding him tight. His thoughts begin to drift and he sighs fondly, remembering that he is no longer sleeping alone again, because after long weeks alone in a large house, Kuro is finally home. 

Kuro had to go on regular trips away for the JVA, that was just part of the job description. Of course, this means Kenma is usually alone at their, yes it's officially theirs now, home. Getting Apple Pie, Pie for short, has been helpful to ease the loneliness. The calico kitten has been nothing but a rumble of energy and adorable, always there to keep Kenma company. But it didn't erase the loneliness completely, and there was just no feeling that could compare to having Kuro around. 

But current events have allowed them more time together in the following months. With the V-League officially back in season, Kuro has been put in charge of attending those specific events. With most of the games being held in nearby stadiums, Kenma could actually spare some time to go watch them live with him. This was especially true when Shouyou was playing. The Jackals games were either watched live or in the comfort of their living room, at real time, while cuddled together. Kenma has never missed any of Shouyou's games. 

It's been around six months since their messy confession, give or take. Six months since they came out to the public as a couple, and the start of their rollercoaster of a relationship. They didn't have the perfect relationship, Kenma thinks. They still had misunderstandings, and sometimes they argued about the silliest things. But they never went to bed angry at one another, never slept without trying their best to settle things, in a way that won't leave either of them struggling to pick up the pieces of the fight the next day. Overall, Kenma was content and happy, and he hoped that Kuro was too. 

"Thinking about something?" Being stirred away from his thoughts, he feels Kuro mutter. The other's face buried on the top of his head, voice still groggy. 

"Hm. Nothing important." Kenma replies with another sigh. 

"Care to share then?" Kenma feels Kuro shift his position a bit, allowing the smaller male to turn around and having them face to face, before once again feeling Kuro's arms around his waist. "I'm a very good listener you know." 

"I was thinking of replacing you." Kenma states in a deadpan voice. 

Kuro gasps "Kenma! I'm offended! Only six months and you're tired of me already? Woe is me." Kuro tightens his hold and touches their noses together. "So tell me then, what do I have to do to regain your favor?" 

"You can get up and make breakfast." Kenma states. "And maybe I'll reconsider." 

Kuro immediately grins. "I knew my cooking was good for something. Here's an idea, you stay here and get some more shut eye. I'll make sure you have something to fill your empty stomach in a bit, yeah?" Kuroo starts to get up, slowly untangling himself between the mess of limbs the two of them are in. But Kenma immediately stops Kuroo and keeps him in place. "Kenma?" 

Kenma buries himself between the blanket and Kuro and snuggles closer. "Ten more minutes. Please." He just isn't ready to leave this warmth just yet. 

He feels Kuro place a kiss on the crown of his head, and hears the other give out a small chuckle of amusement. "Of course kitten, whatever you want." Kuro slowly settles back into his previous position. And it doesn't take long for sleep to overtake him again, filled with complete contentment and bliss. 

 

When Kenma wakes, it's to his stomach rumbling and the wafting smell of buttered toast and sizzling bacon. He slightly sniffs the air before opening his eyes and sighs in disappointment that he can no longer feel Kuro’s warmth beside him. Kenma allows himself to yawn and stretch before he rubs his eyes to force himself awake. He puts on slippers and pads out of the room, straight to their connected dining area and living room. 

He stops mid-step and blinks when he sees Kuro standing there, cup of coffee in one hand, and cat food on the other. 

"There you go buddy, must be tasty huh?" Kuro crouches down to place a generous amount of cat food into Pie's bowl. The kitten gives a pleased meow. "Yeah, yeah. I don't want you ever complaining to Kenma that I starve you, you hear me?" 

"Meow" Pie continues to stare at Kuro with wide eyes. 

"No! You are not getting any more this morning. We want you well fed, not extremely chunky!" 

"Meow" came with marching padding at Kuro's feet. 

"I know there's nothing wrong with being a chunky cat! But you're young and we have to make sure you eat healthy first, then maybe we can get you a nice piece of fish for dinner, how's that sound?" 

"Meow!" 

"I knew you'd see it my way. Now, go get your breakfast!" And Pie saunters off to her bowl and just about devours her meal. 

Kenma smiles at the domesticity of the entire scene. Kuro having an entire conversation with their cat, completely unaware, with all his barriers down. It reminds Kenma how easy it is to just fall into normalcy with Kuro, even with their new relationship. It's as if nothing and yet everything has changed all at once. 

"You know, I can't believe you lost an argument with a cat." 

Kuro immediately turns to face him and grins. "Excuse me, I did not lose. We just happen to reach a healthy compromise." He places his coffee mug down on the table, and starts to pour Kenma a cup of his own. He motions for Kenma to come over, and the gamer complies, ready to get his dose of morning coffee. 

"She got her way. You're giving her fish for dinner, it'll be your fault if she turns into a spoiled cat." 

"Oh come on, don't pretend that you don't sneak her pieces of your dinner from under the table." Kuro grins at him as he slides Kenma's plate of a healthy breakfast. 

He doesn't have a retort to that. because yes, he does shove Pie bits of his dinner from under the table, but Kenma would never just admit that and let Kuro win that easily. 

"I'll take your silence as an admittance of guilt." Kuro tells him. "But don't worry, at least you know she's got both of us wrapped around her finger...or is it her paw? That just doesn't sound right."  

Kenma smiles again as he shoves a piece of bacon in his mouth. He's too focused on his breakfast; that when he looks back up a while later, he sees Kuro staring from across him. The taller male's resting his chin on one hand, finished coffee mug on the other, and looking at Kenma with a look that seemed like he hung the stars. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Kenma asks. 

"Like what?" 

"Like that. Like....I don't know, like I'm some kind of mythical creature. Or like I'm the best thing you've seen all day." Kenma clarifies with a raised eyebrow. 

"You are though." Kuro says with a smile so soft, Kenma kinda wants to slap that look off his face. 

"I'm what?" he asks again. 

"Best thing I've seen all day. Best thing in my life actually." Kuro says with the smile never leaving his face. 

Kenma's face burns, he looks down and aggressively stabs the next chunk on his plate and shoves it into his mouth. He hears Kuro guffaw at this, and feels his face get even hotter. "You know kitten, any more and you'd put our old Nekoma jackets to shame with that shade of red." 

"Shut up Kuro." Kenma mutters while he throws a glare at the other's direction. Kuro just continues to smile, already knowing that there isn't any animosity in that look. 

The remainder of breakfast passes in comfortable silence, moments with Pie inserted in between. Once they're done, they do their part to clean up, and then start their other routines for the day. Kenma goes back to his room and begins to focus on paperwork with Bouncing Ball and his upcoming stream, and Kuro goes to his own room to have a meeting with people from the JVA. 

It's pretty much routine at this point. Their jobs often being the reason why they can't always spend time together 24/7. But Kenma likes to think it contributes to why he loves Kuro so much, loves being with Kuro so much. His relationship with Kuro was never something that followed a certain set of standards or locked in a set of rules. They didn't have to always see each other to be happy, they didn't have to always physically be around one another all the time to be together , and they didn't require a regular update on each other's business every time. They also never deemed it necessary to be overly public about how they felt, at least not by their standards, which probably contributed to why they took so long to acknowledge their feelings in the first place. 

Theirs is more a quiet, straightforward kind of love. One filled with silent affirmation, affection, comfort and just being there when the other needs it the most. Kenma was never loud to begin with, always just observant and aware, but he never had to be for Kuro to know how he felt. Years of knowing each other has ultimately made Kenma realize that it's always, ever, been Kuro. And it always will be. 

Later that night, as the day ends and they snuggle together on Kenma’s large bed, Kenma’s thoughts drift to how lucky and content he is. Pie has chosen to sleep in between them on the bed tonight, positioning himself slightly, just on Kenma’s stomach. He thinks of his little family that they have built together and wonders about the future they have. 

"Hey." Kuro whispers, the man's hand stroking Pie's back, coaxing the kitten into a deeper sleep. 

"Hm?" Kenma tries his best not to squish their furbaby while snuggling just a little closer to Kuro. 

"We should get Pie a companion, don't you think?" Kuro asks him. 

Kenma raises an eyebrow questioningly. "You want to get us another cat? Why?" 

Kuro shrugs "I think it'd be nice to get the little guy a friend that's all. And don't you want Pie to have a friend?" 

"We aren't getting another cat." he tells the other. Kenma is trying to dispel this impulsive decision, and it has nothing to do with the fact that he would absolutely adore another cat. Kuro simply grins and their debate that night ends at that.

Three days later though, Kuro enters their home with more cat toys, another bag of cat food, and a small burmese cat following behind him. 

"Kuro. What's that?" Kenma stares, and gives the other a look . 

"... Not another cat?" The taller male says sheepishly, as he slowly sets the purchases down.  

The black burmese cat then pads over to Kenma and goes in between his legs. It's only then that Kenma notices the wet fur and shivering body. He bends down to pet the small creature and unknowingly smiles as he does. It then pads over to Pie who is observing at the corner of the room, and begins to nuze the other kitten. Kenma sighs in defeat before looking up to see a triumphant grin on Kuro's face. 

"Hey in my defense, I went to the store to get more cat food. This little guy just followed me home." He raises his hands in resignation after he puts down all his remaining purchases. "And it was raining Kenma! I couldn't just leave him there!" 

"Good on you for saving the cat. But we can't keep him Kuro. We're busy enough as it is and we already have Pie to take care of. We'll get him cleaned up and take him to the vet then find him a good home. Maybe Bokuto and Akaashi will want to take him." Kenma stands up and gives his pants a pat down. He desperately tries not to look at the new cat too long, or he's sure to cave into the request. 

When he looks up, Kuro is right in front of him. "Aww can't we keep him?" Kuro loops an arm around Kenma's waist and touches their noses together. 

Kenma glares. "I know what you're doing. And it's not gonna work Kuro." 

"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about." Kuro says with a smirk. 

"We aren't keeping him." And again, Kenma tells himself that this isn't exactly because he doesn't want to, but that he's trying really hard not to give into temptation, and be the responsible adult in this relationship. 

"We can afford to get another cat though right?" 

"Well, yes we can." 

"And we love cats" 

"We do." He bites his lip at this. Damnnit Kuro. 

"So we should definitely keep this one." 

"No we won't" 

Kenma realizes at this moment that he's a liar. Because he never really could deny Kuro, just like Kuro couldn't very well deny him. And when it's all said and done, and they wake up the next day and watch as their cats are also cuddled together, Kenma can't really complain. 

Their newest addition to the family fits in with them perfectly. Like two pieces of a puzzle and two halves of a whole. 

Just like Kenma and Kuro.

Always together, no longer alone. 

So yes, Of course they keep the cat.

I added a second chapter to my previous KuroKen fic. This one is just pure fluff 🥰

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As the year comes to a close (thank the gods) I have one group of people to thank for getting me through it: And that's fanfic authors! You guys have saved me every single day this year and I can never thank you enough for it❤️

I started this list in July sometime and it has been steadily growing since then, and I'm sure it will continue to, but I cannot close out this hell-year without thanking these blogs in particular because wow I would not have survived without y'all's works!

@stardustroses Bruna! I discovered your Headcanons first and I fell head over heels in love. I haven't read your gen 2 yet but I promise I will. Thank you for giving us that sweet sweet manorian content we are being so (rudely) denied! And thank you for all the warnette and dramione. Most importantly, thank you for your original WIP. I cannot tell you how much I love your beautiful characters and I hope with all my heart that one day I can hold your book in my hand and know that I read its contents all that time ago and loved it even then.

@ladywitchling Ams! You know I love your writing. You write raw and real and it makes me so sad but heals me so well. Thank you for becoming a friend. Your presence has been a light in the darkness of this year. I will possess your heart is one of the greatest pieces of writing I have ever had the pleasure to read and I cannot tell you how blown away I was! Also Zillah is everything. EVERYTHING

@noodlecatposts Jess! (I hope it's okay to call you that) Firstly I hope you're really really proud of yourself for all you've written and done this year because holy crab cakes you took on a lot of projects. I think I found you because of Noisy Neighbours but I think I only got a few chapters in before I had to call it quits because I cannot handle angst until I know I'm going to get fluff resolution and that did not come for a hot minute👀(I will catch up on NN that's a promise to myself) but obviously I stalked your account because I love your writing style and I found so many beautiful fics! Also I just need to tell you that this one particular ask (and your response to it) will pop into my head randomly and I will die laughing! It was around 20 chapters into NN and the asker said something along the lines of "In another 20 chapters will see rowaelin doing [cannot remember]" and your response was roughly "Oh God I don't think I can write 20 more chapters" and now I think NN is on 60 chapters? That interaction just makes me laugh all the time, and especially when I see a new chapter is up. When you started Kingsflame I knew it'd be my favourite by far. That fic has a special place in my heart and I think about it on the regular.

@sassyhobbits your One Night Standards fic is b r i l l i a n t. I haven't finished it yet but please know that Princess Aelin and Prince Rowan own all the parts of my heart and I loved their characterizations so much! That scene where they go out into the city all disguised and then they have greasy burgers at the diner is so soft and I think about it constantly! Also the one where they had to stage that picnic and the little girl came up to Aelin? Freaking adorable. I adore how badass and wonderful Lysandra is as well! THANK YOU!

@charincharge your Cruel Summer fic was!!! Mind blowing. I loved everything about it and when it ended all I wanted to do was dive back into the world and read about rowaelin having theme park adventures. Thank you thank you thank you for creating that beautiful AU!

@simping4bookboisngrls Cass! The minute you interacted with my crackships post I knew I'd adore you forever!! Your Everybody Talks fic lives rent free in my mind and I love love love every relationship (platonic and romantic) you've created! Also getting to interact with you has been one of the best things about my year so thank you for brightening my dash! (and my life)

Special Mentions:

@tacmc @snelbz Your "Swipe Left" one (two?) shot fic was SOOOOOO freaking cute!!! Everything about it! I love the collaborations you guys do.

@ourlovelybones your manorian fic hello princeling, hello witchling yea I love it and it's so cute and you providing us with the manorian content we deserve? QUEEN! thank you

@highqueenofelfhame I think I've read your writing in pieces here and there and I loved it all but my fave thing is "Sleight of Hand"! That fic gave me so much happy thank you

@rhysanoodle finding you quinlar one shot after reading the blue-balls that was CC was like finding water in the flipping desert!! You are a life saver thank you

@westofmoon your "12 17 days of Rowaelin" was *all the heart eyes* and I think I had like 6 strokes from the cuteness alone!

@darklesmylove your perspective fics where you write about things that could have happened are wonderful!! Specifically "intentions" and "the stars pale" I just loved them so much! I always need me some rowaelin

@starseternalnighttriumphant your kinktober obliterated me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVED ALL OF IT SO MUCH. Thank you for spoiling us. Also your daddy!Rowan AU is g e n i u s

@dawninlatin Queen of Peace is one of my fave manorian AUs of all time and I love that they're just blushing idiots who don't know what going on and need to be pushed together in order to realize they're perfect for each other!! Also Manon rebelling against her grandmother is the greatest thing to ever happen. And Asterin continues to be iconic in any universe

@empress-ofbloodshed THANK YOU FOR THE ROWCAN! I didn't expect it to be such a big part of my year but it has made all the difference in the world! Your roommates AU is the cutest ever

@rhysand-vs-fenrys YOUR CAZRIEL???? Unreal. Unbelievable. Show stopping. You made my cazriel binge that much better and I love you for it!

@nalgenewhore thank you for the rowcan content!! Between you and @empress-ofbloodshed my 2020 has brought only the best crackship! Also I love Kohana!!!! Like I would die for him

@sacksvilles I will never ever be over the perfection that is Nezriel and I want to live in the universe where they're canon instead of nessian!! Thank you for creating the nezriel monster that is me. Also your fic "Illyrian Oral Lessons" is perfection and nothing less!

[lillupon]

Hey! I'm the anon who sent in the ask on Friday or Saturday about losing AEV and going on a whole ordeal trying to find it again. I'm also the one who told you the name of Grind by abnegative. I didnt think that I'd be sending this many asks in but then I read chapter 11 of Aev and I had so many things I wanted to comment about. So here we go, this is gonna be a long one.

1. Let me know what you think of Grind when you finally get around to reading it. I love it a lot and I'm constantly re-reading it.

2. Mr. Jeon and Mingyu are so awkward together. It's so cuuuute!!! I wonder what's gonna happen to get them past that barrier. I dont want any spoilers but it's fun to imagine all the different scenarios that could happen.

3. I wonder what mingyus reaction would be if he found out that Wonwoo prepared himself in the shower and with the clothes he picked out hoping that ~things~ would happen. I like to think that he'd be sooo turned on at that tidbit of information. Also seeing wonwoo in casual clothes AND without the scent blockers! Mingyu is definitely wrecked. I'd love to see his pov for this scene.

4. Mr. Jeon telling Mingyu to call him wonwoo!!!! Yes please!!!! I've been waiting for that moment to happen! I thought it would happen the 1st time they had sex but this is better! They've finally crossed a line that was definitely there. Before it was obvious that they definitely were not just teacher and student but this has solidified that.

5. The way wonwoo smashes their lips together at the very end of the chapter! Yes!!!! I would loooove more of Wonwoo initiating things!!!! It does things to my heart ♡♡♡♡

6. I love how they're scenting each other and at 1st I was like that's fine cuz they dont go back to school for a few days but then I remembered that mingyus sister is in wonwoos class and could possibly recognize the smell. Theres definitely a chance of things going wrong there.

7. Also sims anon was so accurate! I love it. And sims anon updated their twitter!

8. The more I think about it the more I want to see a spinoff entirely in mingyus pov! That would be amazing.

9. I started drawing fanart of chapter 11... I don't know if I'll get around to finishing it. I hope I do, so you can see it. Right now the proportions between the boys and the car is all wrong

10. OMG I CANT BELIEVE I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THIS. The day after I 1st started reading aev I had a dream about it. Except wonwoo was a professor and mingyu was a college freshman. Wonwoo ended up going to an outside restaurant bar after school to get a drink. He thought he wouldnt see any of his students because none of them were of legal drinking age yet, but Mingyu showed up. Wonwoo sighed in disappointment that he wasnt able to get alone time but Mingyu turned to him and said "dont worry, I'm not here to bother you." Then he turned to the bartender and just said "the regular please." Wonwoo watched as Mingyu began pulling notebooks and textbooks out of his bag, along with a few worksheets. The bartender returned with a glass of ice water and Mingyu said "Thank you" with a smile to him. Minuets passed and Mingyu was working on homework while Wonwoo stole a few glances at him every now and then. After a while Wonwoo noticed that Mingyu was struggling with something, so he moved over to sit directly next to Mingyu and said "What are you stuck on?" Mingyu explained what he wasnt getting and Wonwoo was able to help him out. Eventually they both had to leave, Mingyu left 1st and then Wonwoo a little while later. But the following day, they found each other in the same position. This continued for weeks. The two of them would meet after school at the outdoor restaurant bar and wonwoo would help mingyu with his homework. Eventually the conversations would shift and become more personal. They got to know each other outside of a teacher student relationship. One day, Mingyu didnt have any homework, but he still showed up. Wonwoo bought him an alcoholic drink (the bartender let it slide becuase 1, he knew mingyu and 2, it's illegal for people underage to buy alcohol but it's not illegal for them to drink it). The two ended up having a bit too much, they let their gaurds down and one thing led to another. They ended getting a taxi back to wonwoos house.

And then I woke up... but it was very heavily implied that once they got to wonwoos house, they learned the intricate details of each others bodies.

Anyways... that's a lot... sorry. I guess if I'm gonna keep submitting things I might as well have a sign off sooo

Sincerely, 🦊anon (fox anon) (she/they)

Hi and welcome back, fox anon! 

1: Yes, I will let you know if I get around to reading Grind. I had someone recommend it to me again yesterday through twitter DMs! It must be very good, but I haven’t been in much of a mood to read or write lately. But I hope other folks will check it out if they have the time and are looking for something to read.

3: “I wonder what mingyus reaction would be if he found out that Wonwoo prepared himself in the shower and with the clothes he picked out hoping that ~things~ would happen” reminded me that I FORGOT TO POST THE BONUS FOR THIS CHAPTER! Ahh thank you. It’s a small crumb that I decided to remove from the final version; I’ll get it up shortly (´ ∀ ` *). But yes, haha, Mingyu would be extremely turned on at the thought of Wonwoo preparing and pampering himself for their carpark date.

6: Yes, Wonwoo’s pheromones will be on Mingyu after all that scenting and sexy times (it probably drives Mingyu crazy, being able to smell Wonwoo’s slick on him). However, no one actually knows what Wonwoo smells like! So they won’t be able to associate the omega pheromones on Mingyu with Wonwoo.

7: Yes, simsminwon is spoiling me with AEV content omg my eyes have been blessed... IT FITS AEV TO A T  (╥ω╥) (╥ω╥) (╥ω╥)

8: It would be pretty fun(ny) to see the contrast between Mingyu and Wonwoo’s point of view! The moment when he realises that he has a big fucking crush on Mr. Jeon would be so cute ;-; Like, he’s probably thinking about Mr. Jeon all the time, even when he’s with Momo! I’ve tried writing some major events in Mingyu’s POV, but I haven’t really done that lately; I haven’t been doing much reading or writing in general lately, haha.

9: GASP (♡°▽°♡) FANART?! I’m also really hoping you’ll finish it, fox anon >.<!!! I would love to see it.

10: I LOVE THIS! Lmao! What is Mingyu doing, working on assignments at a bar?! Dude, I wish I could have some minwon dreams. A pity you woke up before they banged  (; ω ; )ヾ(´∀`* )

See you around!

[geekgirles]

Goodbye & Broppy

After the song was released, I felt the need of doing something I haven't done in a while for the Trolls fandom: an in-depth analysis.

The lyrics of the song were a real tearjerker; the separation, the longing, the sadness, the impression of giving up as the only option... And, considering it said Justin Timberlake was supposed to sing it, and the mentions of "My queen", "My love"; it totally sounds like a Broppy song.

Now, I know @georgebeard mentioned they'd talked to an animator who confirmed the scene was indeed deleted from the film. However, as a loyal and experienced member of the Miraculous fandom, I know better than to cross out the possibility of being misled in order to avoid spoilers (I'm looking at you guys, Chloé redemption, Félix , and Chat Blanc). So, there's that.

And even if the song did not make it in the end, we must not forget the first movie and its extra content.

If you purchased a DVD copy (like myself), or were obsessed enough to search for every possible Trolls-related video on YouTube (like myself), you must have surely found the deleted scenes from the film.

Poppy's dresses.

Poppy's storytelling.

"Bringing Back Happy."

And that's what I wanna talk about!

Bringing Back Happy was a, rather early (considering its storyboard stage), villain song that Chef was supposed to sing. So, even if Goodbye doesn't make it into Trolls World Tour, the chances of it appearing as extra content are pretty high, considering it was even mentioned before the release of the movie.

If that weren't enough for ya, there's more. Don't worry.

As I mentioned earlier, if you're familiar with the deleted scenes, you'll know 2/3 were in a very advanced stage of animation before being scrapped. Not to mention, the one major change we got no info about: turning Poppy's coronation party to the 20 year anniversary since they escaped the bergens. Again, a scene so advanced in its animation stage that even made it to the trailer!

Moreover, there's this detail in the very first trailer of Trolls World Tour that stuck with me: Branch's quote "This is a terrible idea that will blow up in your face!"

Which, if we compare it to his supportive attitude in the latest trailer ("I'm coming with you"), is completely different and even unexpected.

And that leads me to this: there are many reasons why a scene would be deleted; it gives a character a quality they didn't want, Chef didn't get to sing because it made her too funny, while Poppy didn't wear her dresses because it made her look spoiled; it becomes longer than they expected, another reason for the dresses and, I think, for the storytelling; or it changes the vibe of the movie greatly (if you guys knew the original script for How to train your dragon 2...).

On a side note, I remember a post from long ago that explained that one of the reasons its OP liked trolls so much was because, unlike the vast majority of films, Poppy and Branch never really had a fall out. They were always together.

What do I mean with this?

What if their fall out happens in this movie? What if Branch says that line out of frustration and Poppy and him, both devastated, are forced to go their separate ways?

That would be the perfect cue for a song as romantic and heartbreaking as Goodbye.

Not to mention, it would also explain how on Earth Poppy could be captured by Barb, alone. Because there's no way Branch wouldn't go down with her otherwise, and you know it.

Now that the song analysis and theorizing is out of the way, let's move on to the deeper part of the analysis: Broppy itself.

As someone who's been a hardcore Broppy shipper even before watching the movie, you can believe me when I say that it'll devastate me if they killed Broppy.

Even so, I also consider myself as someone both highly emotional and analytical, hence, why I create such analysis on the things I love. Trolls being no exception.

Something I want to talk about to make you all understand my point of view is the way Dreamworks works (as I see it). And for that, I'd like to compare Trolls, HTTYD, their tv shows, and their main ships, Broppy and Hiccstrid; respectively.

If there's something I've noticed about Dreamworks and Disney, that's that Disney movies have a much greater stand-alone value than Dreamworks'. That's why 95% of its films end with an extra-official couple or why their sequels are either shitty compared to the original (Lion King, The Little Mermaid, Mulan...) or a fucking masterpiece. I mean, take Frozen, for instance. The film made a major point on criticising Disney's "I get together with someone I barely know and we live happily ever after" trope. And yet, even if it was much subtler and less intense than usual, that's exactly what happened with Anna and Kristoff. Maybe they weren't married, but they got officially together. And as for Frozen II... I haven't seen it, but I've been told it's very, very different than the first one, and very, very good.

So, yeah. Stand-alone value.

But Dreamworks... Dreamworks manages to reach beautiful conclusions that, at the same time, let the plot perfectly open for more stories to be told.

Seriously, just watch How to Train your Dragon!

Every film had its ending, but it also made you wonder what was gonna happen next. It made you understand that the saga wasn't over, just a part of it. And I think that's what they're trying to achieve with Trolls.

I mean, sure. The plot of the sequel wasn't what we expected at all and made many of us think about the astounding amount of fanfics that delved in the possible existence of different kinds of trolls... But it left us all with one question in our minds, "what now?" And, at the same time, the film had reached a beautiful conclusion.

See what I mean?

I wholeheartedly believe this is something Dreamworks aim to achieve with its pairings. They don't want them to be rushed, they want to develop them. Sure, they want us to see there are ships, but they strive to form deep, strong relationships with much more meaning behind than just sharing an adventure together.

And that, that is something I can clearly see with Hiccstrid and Broppy.

If we take HTTYD, the hints on the romantic relationship between Hiccup and Astrid were even greater than Poppy and Branch's. Heck, they even kissed. And you know what was their official description for Riders of Berk to half of Race to the Edge? Not-so-platonic best friends.

But that's because they took the time to naturally develop and strengthen their bond!

Which is what I think is supposed to happen to Poppy and Branch.

Sure, they are close. Sure, they were on a life-changing adventure together. Sure, they are countless hints on their romantic feelings.

But they still spent 20 years being practically strangers.

They still need to learn how to be a team together. They still need to learn how the other works. They still need some basic ground.

If we keep on comparing the two films, we must not forget that HTTYD 2, despite having Hiccup and Astrid as betrothed, wasn't as heavy on their romance as the first and third movie were.

Because the focus of the film was Hiccup becoming a leader. Not becoming Astrid's husband.

And, considering the plot of Trolls World Tour, it's still very possible that it won't be as heavy on Broppy as it was the prequel. After all, TWT is more about diversity and harmony than happiness, which is what made the contrast between the optimistic princess and the cynical survivalist so important for Trolls.

But, please, fear not. This does not necessarily mean that Broppy is dead. It just means we might have to be careful about letting our hopes up and, more importantly, in case nothing is conclusive about these two in Trolls World Tour, that we just have to be a little more patient.

After all, a good written ship never disappoints.

[jjungkooksthighs]

finally got enough time to read yearn for you and girl!!!!! where do I start from? first of all, I'm sorry you did not receive enough love for this fic but I'll try my best to try and express all the gratitude for you. ok so, this is gonna be messy because english is not my first language and I'm a bit dyslexic so forgive me😔... I remember reading edacity and thinking damn! she can write! and got soooo hooked on the way you write. then I stumbled on claws of carnality and I already told you anything I had to say about this fic: a masterpiece. then I decided to read undercurrent (I couldn't read it straight away because of how long it is and how hectic life could be) but then again, what else could I have expected from you? the way you described the scenes (don't wanna spoil anything if people didn't read it yet).. it was like I was there (this applies for all of your fic but this one has something different to it? can't really describe it, I'm sorry). you are such a talented writer, so elegant, so eloquent, so detailed, so entrancing, so attractive in a way? so when you announced you were going to post another story I was thrilled! and you delivered, god, did you deliver. I was so frustrated with jk at the beginning of the story, you pulled me in your story with just a few sentences.. but at the story went, I felt so content because of how you described their relationship, the trust they have in each other, the desire to please the other, the love you can basically feel through the words and when I was reading about the flashback, I could feel the love. I also loved how even if he is a hard dom, he is so whipped for her... when she stands after he strips her and he sees her kick her heels off and he grins? my heart beat a little faster, don't ask me why. I loved how even if jimin was there, he could also have not been there at all and the after care? the way he is basically going around, calling her his fiancee, love them. at the end, my greedy, curios brain (and heart, who am I kidding) wanted more lmao. I have a few questions if you don't mind.. what happens with taehyung? because he was a bit of a brat, trying to get in her pants and then complaining when he got a bit left out? honey, you got a big storm coming. will you ever write little drabble for this couple? like, how did he propose? not gonna lie, kinda curious about the dress he picked out for her for the gala.. no pressure tho baby, feel free to ignore this part. I also loved how he called her petal and flowers and how he didn't even think twice about buying the necklace. want something like this for me, it would be the life, having someone you love who loves you back and is always ready to remind you... anyway, this is all for today, gonna go read yean for you a few more times now☺️🥴. hope you are having a good day, we love you💙

Your english is very impressive for someone that doesn’t speak it primarily, darling. You don’t need to apologize for being dyslexic, either. You can’t help that and should not apologize for something beyond your control. Anyway, you found me through Edacity, huh? It’s always interesting hearing about how you guys find me, I have to say. That one was written in a lust filled craze following the video that the gif used for that fic was recorded from. Manbun Jungkook really took my pussy (and fingers) and said WORK FOR IT. Ugh, he’s just so hot istg I really couldn’t help myself when I wrote that fic, lol. Anyway, it’s cute that you cycled through like all of my fics and I’m glad that you liked my work enough to keep reading through everything that I had posted on here! I will say that Undercurrent is very precious to me because it’s the very first reader x member fic that I wrote and posted to Tumblr. I love that story so much and I’m so elated to know that you appreciated it as much as you did! It took about two weeks for that like YFY, but every time that I sat down to write it, I just would smile like an idiot whenever I’d read through it at how cutely I encapsulated the lovers to be in their feelings for each other. 

Truly, who else writes a damn novel for their first ever fic? Gah, I am still so soft over Undercurrent. That fic is like my first child, lol. It is very special to me. So is COC, but we all know my sentiments about that fic at this point. I feel like I’m being annoying with it, but the self-consciousness and insecurity about that one still persists and whenever I hear about it from my readers, I get nervous because I have this lingering anxiety that more negative comments will be given on it. Well, this ask isn’t about COC, so I should move on, I think. Sorry about that mini-rant, anon!

Switching back to YFY, Jungkook’s personality in this one is a little different than what I have done before and I am glad that you liked the way he’s built in terms of his characterization. I wanted to show a Jungkook that was so in love with you that he is willing to give you anything you want (even if that means fucking another man) while also staying true to the possessive creature that we all know he is in real life. He adores reader very much and because of that, he just wants to see her happy at the end of the day. She is a constant in his life and gives him stability where the world would fall apart under his feet and he cherishes her for that for sure. I adored their relationship just as you did because they care about each other so much and each one of them just wants to please the other always. It’s funny that you say that Jimin could have not been there because the person that commissioned this fic from me actually wanted just a CEO!Jimin fic in the beginning, lol. Kook wasn’t even factored into the story in the initial stages and it actually was going to be a hybrid CEO!Jimin fic where he goes into heat while at work, but that idea was never fully fleshed out because Jungkook had to come out with his D’ICON stuff and really, it was over for me when I saw that video of him in the leather fit. 

I talked to my commissioner about it and she was more than eager to have Kook involved in the fic (even though she originally thought that I would not go so far as to write 31.5k words worth of shit that Kook was responsible for over 22.3k for before Jimin even makes an appearance, lol. I couldn’t really help it being the Jungkook slut that I am, but hey, it brought such sin out of it and I can’t apologize for THAT because it was too much fun to keep writing the lewd escapades of reader and her fiance that loved his future wife too much to deny her of anything so as long as he is part of it. 

As for Taehyung, well...let’s just say that Jungkook had a nice “chat” with Taehyung and the two ended the discussion with Jungkook sat in his office while Taehyung got to listen to a recording of reader fucking herself with Jungkook’s name falling repeatedly from her lips. Taehyung may or may not have had a tent in his pants while Jungkook gave a cruel smirk and when you’re summoned to his office, let’s just say that Taehyung gets a nice show while Jungkook fucks you over his desk. Now, this is done AFTER Jungkook orders you to bind Taehyung’s wrists with his tie so that he can’t do anything while he watches, his lips drawn between his teeth the entire time that Jungkook fucks into you like a crazed man. When it’s all over and you lie boneless on the desk, Jungkook eats the sandwich you brought him off your stomach before eating you out and let’s just say that when Taehyung leaves the office, his cheeks have never been more red both with embarrassment and rage. 

Wow, I really let myself keep going with that, huh? I guess that shows just how much I’m fond of YFY, lol. 

I would consider writing a drabble for YFY, but that would have to be commissioned as I am facing a financial crisis right now and can’t really afford to spend time writing anymore unless I will be compensated for it! It’s very sweet to ask that because it shows me you want more of this story and that’s very heartening to know!

As for the dress, I would be more than happy to show it to you if you message me (you can go through anon again if you prefer) once more with that question because this ask is already really long! 

Also, I’m pleased to know that you liked the pet names! I have a weakness for them, you see, so you’ll find an abundance of that in just about everything you read from me. 

It would be quite a life to have a man like YFY Jungkook in it, wouldn’t it? You would never want for a thing with him, that’s for sure. You also would never feel deprived of attention or love because he’d readily relinquish both to you 24/7. I wanna swoon over YFY Jungkook because he’s just so dreamy, isn’t he? 

Anyway, I am so happy to hear you liked the story. Thank you for reading my work and taking the time to say all of that, lovely. It really makes my day so much better when you guys tell me things like this and I can’t thank you enough for being nice enough to let me know all of this!