#prod 12-04

[jiminjamms]

sex therapy :: 31. gangbangs

summary: a very self-indulgent chapter/pseudo-oneshot. **naoya’s ex-wife becomes toji’s girl. everybody wants a taste, and why not have the younger cousin watch the show?** alternatively, a gangbang with tattooed dilfs and dilf-adjacents.

chapter tags/warnings: five-some, gangbang, sex on tape, gun play (becoming a gun slut), cum play, breeding, creampies, exhibitionism, edging, degradation, praising, mentions of violence (murder, knives, guns), multiple orgasms.

word count: 5.5k

notes: happy kinktober and thank you for waiting! this started off as a concept (in my mind for a year-plus) and evolved into…a monster. too many men, too many hands, too many cocks. got lost in the sauce. despite being a smut chapter in a long fic, this update is borderline porn-without-plot. likes, comments, and reblogs are much appreciated. xoxo

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“I love getting gangbanged."

Naoya woke up in a dark room and to a throbbing headache.

Where…?

He looked around the unfamiliar surroundings slowly, blinking past his grogginess to register what almost looked like a crime movie’s interrogation room and groaning when the wrong angle to his head caused a sharp pain in his shoulder.

All around was an ominous and gloomy shade of gray—the walls, the ceiling, the floor, and heck even the door. How long had he been out for? Without windows, he could not take a wild guess at the time. Not to mention that the room also had no lighting, no pictures, and no décor.

Only him and this...random dinky chair he found himself tied up to.

Wait.

Tied up to?

Right. From what Naoya could last recall, he had been stopped by two men who took him out with a single strike.

In a vain attempt to set himself free, Naoya tugged at his limbs which were fastened behind him with sturdy cords. He twisted and turned, then twisted harder and turned even harder, until an unexpected voice startled him.

“You’re awake.”

Naoya went still.

Having zero visual stimuli sharpened Naoya’s other senses a little. He could feel the labored huffs in his breathing, hear the heavy footsteps that began in the chamber, and even taste the smoke that lingered in the hazy air.

Leering towards the door, Naoya quickly recognized his captors as they approached.

"Don’t give us that foul look, sleepyhead," the taller one whom he remembered as Eso announced as he slowly stopped in front of the scowling blonde. He had on him a wide and nefarious grin. "You had passed out for the last few hours. During that time, you could've been beaten. Or better yet, dead." He glanced up. "Right, Kechizu?"

His accomplice, who stopped on the opposite side, replied with a firm nod. From seemingly nowhere, he had pulled out a pocket knife and grazed the icy blade against Naoya's neck. "Ya feel that? I've been wanting to slit your throat, but I haven't. Lucky, lucky duck. Not everyone is this fortunate. All because our big bro Choso is being super nice to you."

Aware that a wrong move would cost him a jugular vein, Naoya listened intently. Since he worked with the other sex therapists before, he indeed recalled how his former colleague led a tightly-knit assassin ring, in which the members deemed each other 'brothers.'

Kechizu prodded Naoya again with his blade. "Big bro's the only reason you're still alive. Although, I don't know why you'd want to still be breathing now that the whole world knows you've been bumping uglies with your older cousin's ex-wife."

Eso hummed in agreement. "Well, at least for now," he began and he gestured around in vague motions, “you're already in paradise!” Then, he paused. “Well, correction. Here is where we send people to paradise. Or, more likely, hell.”

Noticing how Naoya uncharacteristically froze, the two snickered. In fact, they likely would've continued snickering if not for a shrill tone that pierced the air. The laughter stopped.

Eso's charcoal eyes flicked downwards.

"Left pocket, Kechizu."

The other man obeyed, lowering his knife (and thus giving Naoya an actual chance to breathe) before grabbing the phone from Naoya's blazer. A notification lit up the screen—a message, from you.

“She sent a video.”

Eso and Kechizu intentionally held the screen away, and their face quickly lit up with a sinister smile when they previewed the file. “Oh, yeah. Let's watch.”

“Come join us, sweetheart.”

You thought you were discreet.

Lingering at the doorway, you had been peering into the Zenin Corporation’s CEO Suite like a lost duck. This past afternoon, news about the leadership changes within Japan’s largest conglomerate had spread like wildfire across business and politics networks across the globe, announcing that Naoya Zenin had been forced to resign with Toji Fushiguro reclaiming his position as head of the company.

For the latter, you had questions—many questions. However, an inundated Toji was difficult to approach as he spent his entire afternoon in the office with his also-reinstated directors Sukuna, Geto, and Choso. From your observations, the men had been milling around the table, speaking to each other in hushed but decisive voices in conversations that must remind them of their days managing the Zenin Corporation before Naoya’s takeover.

They all appeared ridiculously handsome with their expensive custom-tailored suits that emphasized their muscular physiques and complemented their towering heights. Surrounded by legal documents and business reports, they carried themselves differently, too. More mature, organized, and serious, especially after hectic meetings with the Chairman Naobito Zenin, your COO father, and internal and external stakeholders had left etches on their calculating faces.

Now, however, Toji Fushiguro had caught sight of your quivering form at the entrance, and soon enough, all eyes turned to you. When you didn’t respond to his first invitation, the executive approached you in confident strides.

“Why do you look so shy?”

At the unanticipated attention, you averted your gaze onto the floor and tried to slink away into the hall slowly. “You all seemed occupied, and I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“You're not interrupting anything," he clarified. "We have some time now.”

He tugged your wrist softly, which was all that you needed to follow him like a fawn into the room and crumble onto his lap once he sat down. Despite his dress pants, the warmth from his thighs heated your skin, and Toji nuzzled his face into your neck. His gravelly huffs sounded like all the other times you had heard him rasp, moments followed by endless endearment.

"About Naoya," the older man brought up from seemingly nowhere. You tensed at the name while Toji's cordial lips assuaged you. "Choso’s brothers are making sure he’s not going to do anything funny. We can't have him around as we are transitioning the company. As for you...knowing my cousin, he's going to keep claiming you as his property unless you get through his dense head," and his viridescent pupils flicked upward, "and the only way to do that is to show him.”

Although you didn’t know exactly what he meant, Toji hoisted you in one fluid motion onto his desk and sprawled you across the surface. He pushed your thighs apart, prompting sharp breaths that echoed in the room as onlookers raked their eyes down your figure. Some (namely, Sukuna and Geto) peered down shamelessly, while others (just Choso, really) tried to come off as cool and observed quietly. Nonetheless, the message in their perverted gazes was clear: what they wouldn't give to kiss you, bite you, and mark you right then and there.

Just as you shrank a little from the overwhelming attention, Toji reached for your phone and pressed the device firmly into your palm.

“Let’s send him a message.” Toji’s eyes locked onto yours, unflinching and sharp.

You blinked, raising an incredulous brow. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” Leaning forward, Toji offered a clear view of the ink scrolling down his neck, his exhales warm against the beading cold sweat on your forehead. “Open up the camera. Let's send Naoya Zenin a surprise.” He gently pinched you. "Like I said, that idiot wouldn't understand shit unless you slam the idea into his dumb skull.”

You hesitated, glancing down at the phone in your hand.

“A photo won't be enough, by the way. We need a video. He won't get the fucking idea unless he sees and hears the proof.” When you complied, Toji turned to the colleague closest to him. "Wanna do the honors, Suguru?"

The said man came forward eagerly, the obsidian in his eyes sparkling. "'No' is never my answer to you, sir." Given your compromising position, he had the easy option to tear your lacy panties and stuff himself into your core except he wanted to take his time.

"I heard a lot about you." His compliments were all purrs that sent hot shivers shooting through your veins. "Mind if I take a go at you, too?"

After being passed between his three other colleagues, you must admit that you had at least thought about what sex with Geto was like, too. "Please."

At the permission, the man smiled and bunched your underwear to one side. The cold air hitting your drenched cunt made you shiver, but the collective groan in the room rumbled even louder, a reminder of the many men around you. Men who were being patient for you. Men who could not stop thinking about you. Men who, because of your ex-husband, had been holding grudges against you.

Geto pulled down his boxers just until the waistband fitted snugly under his balls. His cock stood proud with precum dribbling down his length as he positioned himself in the comfy spot between your thighs. He pressed against the table until his knuckles turned white, aligning himself with your entrance.

Without extra stimulation, your saturated folds welcomed him easily and you gasped loudly at the intrusion.

"Shit, you’re soaking," Geto sighed softly as you clenched around him, swarming his veins with gratification. He tipped his head forward, his loose strands framing his face. “Tell me to stop if you’re uncomfortable, okay?” He was so sweet, so kind. You nodded and hazily recognized that this was what making love was supposed to feel like: tender, gentle, and loving. This was Suguru Geto's charm.

Before you could say more, an opportunistic Sukuna took his place above you. He moved quickly, undoing his belt and tugging hastily at his trousers, humming loudly with relief when he pulled his pants down and his massive cock sprang free. Despite being jostled by another man, you swabbed at the bubbling precum before pushing your thumb into your mouth, relishing his clean and salty tinge on your tongue.

Amused, Sukuna chuckled darkly. "What a fucking tease," he crowed, then patting your cheek. "C'mon. Open up, baby. Let me get to the back of your throat."

With little resistance, he popped your jaw open and sank his massive girth into your mouth. Gradually, you bobbed your head back and forth, letting your tongue lick every millimeter to him. He, likewise, pushed his hips forward, bringing your nose flushed against his well-trimmed patch of pink hair. He plucked the recording phone from your hands, and you sensed him tapping on the screen to focus on the erotic display where your bodies connected, your sinful lips accepting his fat cock with ease.

"You are such a good girl." Sukuna Ryomen confirmed, his movements mind-numbing as though he wanted to breed your esophagus. He wrapped a hand around your windpipe, constricting your airflow and causing you to gag. "Brat looks like a goddamn goddess sucking dick. Isn't that right, Choso?"

No response.

Curious, your pupils rolled to the side.

The assassin's the man you feared the most.

He was quiet, always guarded, his mysterious eyes pulling you in like two black holes. You could never know what he’s thinking about, although you lucidly remember his crooked obsession with 'disciplining' you.

"Hey, honey.” Geto's deft fingers suddenly gripped your chin, forcing your gaze to return to him. “Pay attention to us, m'kay?"

You hummed in response, Sukuna’s dick still bulging visibly in your throat.

"I don’t want you to lose focus," an overly aroused Suguru went on to explain. He breathed heavily. Shaking. Or maybe that was you? He clutched your love handles harshly before he pulled out and stepped to the side, making you stroke himself with your delicate hands instead. Briefly, you assumed that Geto preferred handjobs and wanted to ejaculate onto your breasts, only to get your answer when your puffy clit came into contact with the sharp coolness from…metal?

"Choso," Toji's harsh voice warned.

Brought back to your senses, you looked down to see Choso using the fluids to lubricate...his gun. You recognized the weapon, the same one you had seen in his car. The same one he would use to kill. All air in your lungs left swiftly. What the actual fuck. Sheer mortification was the only reason you didn't have the guts to do anything (because, if Choso became irritated enough, he could pull the trigger and then you would have no guts at all), and your silence only gave him a reason to continue defiling you into his personal gun slut.

He stared at his boss with an unperturbed frown. "You know I like her too much to hurt her."

A squeal tumbled past your lips when the pistol's freezing barrel pressed past your tight hole. Although you partially expected Toji to warn the weapon-wielding man again, Toji instead leaned forward in his chair, jaw resting on his fist. He could seem more concerned, but the mirthful glimmer in his emerald eyes said otherwise.

Meanwhile, Choso's piercing gaze alone made you sweaty, your forehead turned glossy with a sheen. He lazily massaged your inner walls, your warm arousal coating his cool metal before leaking onto the table, the only struggle now was how your body involuntarily twitched. To your fascination (and horror), pleasure began to build with each too-hard pass of his barrel. There were just too many sensations going on. Messy mouth deepthroating one cock, slicked hands stroking another, and sloppy cunt taking in a gun. You did your best to give everybody equal attention because you were a desperate crowd-pleaser, not wanting anyone to feel left out.

With your back arched from the table, you became increasingly frantic, demonstrating through feverish movements that all you were was their obedient little bitch. All these hands on your body, skin on your skin. You felt them all, the senses exhilarating and fascinating.

Toji sternly interrupted from seemingly nowhere. “I can tell from your movements that you want to cum, don’t you?” Maybe, but you were too overwhelmed to focus solely on your pleasure. Nothing that your therapists couldn't help with. Leaning over, Toji snaked an arm around your body to press tight circles at your engorged clit. "Be selfish for a little bit," he coaxed. "Cum for us."

His permission sent you immediately vaulting over the edge, your whole body spasming as an orgasm tore through you. Your lips parted, but you didn't scream. Your eyes shut slowly and rolled to the back of your head as every millimeter in your fragile body unraveled completely—fluttering, cramping, and shuddering.

Your ears became blessed with chorused laughter and praise.

Choso inspected your copious juices that suddenly coated his gun, a translucent thread trailing from the barrel to your now-exposed cunt. Reaching over, Sukuna wrapped his hand around Choso's forearm. He leaned into the pistol and parted his lips, swirling his tongue slowly around the barrel. His maroon eyes were half-lidded, giving him an almost lazy yet focused look as he dragged his tongue along the metal, lapping up your precious essences—the syrups rich and just a bit tangy. Drooling and sucking like a little kid with a lollipop, Sukuna didn't care that his spit trailed from the metal down to the other man's wrist and flipped the camera to selfie mode to capture the action.

Towards the end, his tongue swiped over his lips, leaving a luster from your elixir that coated his mouth. “So fuckin’ sweet.”

After another generous lick, he swished the concoction in his mouth before pinching your chin, and your mouth propped open. Pleased, he hummed when you stuck your tongue out, showcasing just how naughty you were. He drooled the spittle into your mouth, the saline taste blossoming on your taste buds, a thread of spit connecting your chin and his.

"Sharing," Sukuna chuckled darkly into your phone's microphone, "is absolutely fucking caring."

Nearby, Suguru groaned. He hurriedly clambered to the comfy space between your plush thighs, shoving a grumbling Choso aside. "I'm so fucking close."

He buried his dick into your tunnel, the veins on his cock pulsating. Call him selfish or masochistic, but as much as he wanted to reach his high, Geto denied his orgasm to stay longer inside and prevented himself from fucking bursting.

“Don't hold back, Suguru,” you urged.

Geto furrowed his brows, sweat gathering on his forehead as he tried his best to hold out. He admitted earnestly, "I don't want to give you up, baby.”

“I want you to cum,” you said, all whiny with puppy eyes. Free hand slithering down, you cupped his aching balls and gently squeezed his heavy testes. "Besides,” you glanced over at the camera, “show Naoya how you can breed me…daddy."

Sugaru’s eyes widened at the unexpected nickname that he loved so much. That’s it. He’s done for. His handsome features crumpled from an over-the-top pleasure as he gave his snapping hips one final push and pumped you full, coating your cervix white with his thick essence as he rested his head against your forehed, panting into your ear and moaning into your skin.

Pressing one last kiss on your cheekbone, he pulled himself out of your hot cunt, allowing others to have their way with you.

Sukuna got behind you eagerly. He repositioned your shaking body, his calloused hands tossing you over and leaving you panting on your hands and knees. His harsh squeeze at your sides made you squeal just as he pulled your legs apart for easier access, exposing your cute hole.

"Shit, she's making a mess, dripping onto the desk." The same desk that belonged to Naoya merely several hours ago. Adjusting your phone camera, Sukuna thumbed through your folds like they were pages in a book, scoffing at the viscous dallops that slid out. The tattoos on his wrists gleamed pitch black under the glossy mixed juices.

"Suguru's cock did you well, but this pretty lady isn't finished yet, eh? She can take more. I know she can." His hands weaved into your hair and tugged harshly. "Tell us, missy. You can handle more, correct?"

The threat in his menacing tone only suggested there was one answer. You whimpered pathetically, "Yes."

With a crooked smile, Sukuna pressed his muscular form against your back. That man was starving. After all, he had been waiting to have your pussy properly wrapped around his painful erection when he could've greedily taken you for himself first.

"Stop moving so I can angle myself correctly," Sukuna reprimanded when you wobbled on all fours.

Hardly any time was given to let you register the warning before the man plunged into your sensitive socket. He ignored your desperate wail, amazed at how he plugged you all the way. His pace started off sensual and languid. Each snug press against your battered cervix at first made you squeak, but you became too far caught up in the moment that the discomfort disappeared as promptly as the sensation came.

"Mhm," Sukuna hummed, a squelch ringing through the room each time he would bottom out. He didn't need to say anything for him to feel how wet you were, fluids trickling out from your puffy hole and creating what looked like the Nile River running down your thighs.

"Holy fuck," Choso swore to the side, his emotions a rare display.

Blissful waves rushed to your head, one after another. Arousal flooded into your tummy, your cunt twitching uncontrollably as a second climax started to sneak up on you.

Sukuna groaned—or at least attempted to groan—through the exertion of his forceful movements. How he had missed playing with you. A few trickles of sweat on his forehead glided over the ink on his forehead before dripping onto your back. He pumped himself faster, his balls smacking against your clit harder—savoring how you squirmed underneath his direct influence.

He could not resist peering down at the sacred space where your bodies connected and ensured that the camera, too, had an unobscured view. The problem was he had become so agonizingly turned on that his hold on your phone began shaking. He rasped, back straightening. “Goddamn, your cunny does me good.”

Not long after, he reached his release snarling and grunting like a dog as white ropes shot from his cock and into your uterus, with him nearly dropping your device onto your ass from his sheer ecstasy.

"No!" you protested loudly when Sukuna pulled out abruptly, hissing as your empty hole clenched around nothing. "I..." You balled your fists, thumping the desk in frustration. "I was so fucking close."

"Don't worry." The strawberry-haired man tenderly brushed away the tears by your jaw. Like he hoped to comfort you somehow. "Nothing Choso can't help with. He'll take great care of you." He looked over at the said colleague. “Isn’t that right?”

Gulping, you followed his gaze to the other man who had stopped behind you.

"You look nervous," Choso commented matter-of-factly. "Why?"

As if he didn’t already know the answer. You rolled your eyes and snorted like a true brat, indeed. "None of your business."

Besides, you had enough encounters with Choso Kamo, each incident more indecent than the last. This time, he naturally noticed your eyes drift to the gun tucked into his back pocket, the saps from earlier creating an ample moist patch on his pants.

“So, tell me, bimbo," Choso spoke again. He didn't care to announce himself as he unbuckled and pressed in, stretching you with his thickness, aided by your copious reserve containing both arousal and cum, hitting that sweet spot that he had no problem finding over and over. "Did you think I had been done with you already?"

Holding in whimpers from his repeated thrusts, you let out a soft groan.

"I can't hear you."

"Yes."

“But, do you want me?”

Silence.

“I am not going to repeat my—”

"I want you s’ badly..."

A demon must have possessed you. There was no other way to explain yourself. But those remarks were all Choso needed before he began to move impossibly fast within you. He didn’t care that he pounded into you like a beast, creating a commotion that perhaps the floor below could hear your wetness reverberate around the room.

"This is for being a fucking tease." Choso raised his hand high and then delivered an unforgiving blow against your ass. Unprepared, you yelped from the sheer force, which had been enough to leave a handprint on your unblemished cheeks.

"I didn't—!" Your attempt to defend proved futile as Choso spanked you again with little regard for your feelings.

"This is for giving me an attitude," he continued, gruff. And again. "For forgetting how to behave, shit." And again, and again, and again. For this, for that, his listed grievances going on and on and on, his punishments making you cry and squirm and wail.

Choso knew he was selfish. If his boss Toji wasn't involved, he would want nothing more than to keep you forever, making you his little gun slut and teaching you to cum all over him. He couldn’t help it. As if the roles were reversed. Like he was the inexperienced one, unaware of his partner's feelings and only caring for his pleasure. He remained relentless as he continued his abuse, the tendons along his hands and arms flexing with his efforts, like the crazed killer he was being out for blood.

The distressed expression written all over your face only made him want to go harder. He loved making it hurt, his sadistic personality entirely to blame. With every pump, his testes smacked onto your clit repeatedly, feeling him sink deeper and deeper inside.

“F-Fuck—S’ too much, Choso!” A sob wracked your trembling figure amidst his assault. In distress, you tugged at his wrists to get him to ease up on you. That didn't matter. He was too strong, especially when compared to you.

"I thought you wanted to cum."

"I do!" But you didn't think you would be able to cum like this. "This...This is too painful!"

As if he cared.

"Oh, please," Choso scoffed, even rolling his inky eyes in dismissal. "This isn't painful. You're just being dramatic. If you think this is painful...how do you think I felt, hm? Watching Geto and Sukuna take turns defiling you. Hearing you blubber their names without shame. Did you think that I—with my cock stiff in my pants—that I didn't feel pain? Listen to yourself. God, turns out you're just another selfish slut."

Scorching tears streamed down your face, and you searched around desperately.

"No one here's going to save you," Choso announced, reading right through you. He pressed his face against your earlobe, a hot puff of air fanning out across your delicate skin. "Because it's too obvious. You fucking like this, pup."

Did you?

Even if that wasn't the case, you guess you did now, the unwavering conviction in Choso's tone spurring a change of heart. It’s sick, you realized, he’s manipulating me.

Yet, sure enough, you soon started to feel lighter, giddier. Your pupils dilated from stimulation and your muscles tingled with excitement. Choso felt so good. You felt so good, and the coil from deep within your cervix compressed tighter and tighter as a pressure built from within.

"I'm close...again." This time, it's a little embarrassing to admit, especially when you were complaining like a puppy just minutes ago.

"What did I tell you, pet," Choso growled, the corners of his mouth quirked upwards in a rare grin. He made you feel glorious. Consequently, you writhed underneath his body, fully submissive under his control. You wanted nothing more than to be a pliant baby girl for him, let him use you in any way he wants. "Cum and squeeze my cock."

“Make me.”

“Oh?”

One final blow to your ass was what hurled your body over the edge.

“I—” you choked on your spit. "I'm coming!"

You shrieked the moment you felt your body disintegrate, your shoulder blades caving in as sweat fell like raindrops from your skin. Elbows giving up, your head hit the table, leaving your temples pulsing with dizziness, bliss, and pain; your eyes staring at the wood finishing; your chest rising up and down, exasperated from the intensity of your release.

And oh, your pussy squeezed Choso good. Before he could hold himself back, Choso dug his nails into your ass. "Fuck, you are incredible," was the last thing he muttered before he came as well in one long grunt, splattering your womb with his creamy semen. He made you tremble when he pulled out, releasing the mess inside and leaving you feeling oddly empty and cold. Glob after glob of cum oozed out, semen from multiple perpetrators painting over your labia, which made the surrounding men grin at the sight, knowing that you held all their seed inside.

Nothing except their breeding hole, that was what you had become. There was something they adored about labeling you as their personal whore.

Not long afterward, a warm hand took yours into his own. Toji caressed the skin of your palm before pulling you right onto his lap again. In the end, he was whom you belonged to. If anybody wanted to do anything to you, they had to talk to him first.

Toji helped you straddle him, tucking one leg onto his either side, except you were so fucked out that you didn’t know who you were or where you were from.

"C'mon, honey. Don't lose yourself just yet," he murmured gently, brushing a few free strands from your forehead. Otherwise, you would've gone limp and lost all senses completely.

Toji had been waiting for you. He considered this a sign of his maturity, allowing the younger and more impatient men to make a mess with you first. Now, though, was his turn, fair and square.

His exposed length pressed up against his abdomen with fantastic girth and length such that—despite your current state—your pupils went heart-eyed and your mouth drooled from sight alone. He loved when you made that expression, one he had seen countless times in his dreams; a guilty pleasure in reality. He chortled at your sharp gasps, finding you adorable even after being stuffed by several men.

However, just when you didn't think you could handle more, his red-flushed head brushed over your clit and jolted your veins with the familiar wave of arousal. You shifted, the sticky mess between your legs uncomfortable. In a brief moment of lucidity, you had an epiphany. With one hand resting on Toji's shoulder, you reached down with the other to spread your folds, biting your lip as you clamped down on your sensitive walls hard.

Sure enough, a generous amount of cum trickled out of your used cunt, oozing onto Toji’s cockhead and sliding down gradually to his balls.

"Holy shit."

Eyes grew wide with surprise, jaws dropped in reaction to your nasty actions. Since when did you learn to become so dirty? Flushed cheeks betrayed their interest as they continued their lustful staring. Generous was what you were, letting them ogle like schoolchildren for a few moments longer before you scooped up the slick and began to suck on your fingers. Softly, you hummed at the succulent flavors concocted by you, Suguru, Sukuna, and Choso combined.

"Next up is you."

“So fuckin’ filthy," Toji praised with utter adoration.

As you continued, you made sure not to break eye contact as you subtly rutted your sopping cunt against his tip. You coyly batted your long lashes in his direction, making sure he could feel the liquids running down his cock and the throbbing pussy that awaited him.

You smiled. "All yours, Dr. Fushiguro."

He suddenly grew smitten at how polite you could be, and using his hands as a guide, he helped you sink into him slowly. “Goddamn.” The sound that emerged from him was wholly obscene, a carnal desperation only matched by your movements, your thighs constricting his hips and your eyes rolling backward. How cozy, you discovered yourself to be, snug at his hilt. Toji had filled you all the way but a few centimeters of his cock remain, his tip already kissing against your spent uterus.

Something about knowing that his little cousin would watch this made Toji want to do everything to push deeper into you. He started by rocking your waist against a rhythm, and a near-pornographic mewl escaped your lips when his shaft ran over an especially sensitive spot, the ridges rubbing against your cavern and sending pleasure through your every limb. He hummed at the way you squealed and loved how expressive you were with your body and feelings.

His tongue laved across your shoulder before stopping over your collarbone. "You'll still go back to Naoya after this?"

"Absolutely not," you mumbled with sincerity. "I would hate myself if I did."

“Excellent,” he slurred, his spit drooling down your back from where his mouth had latched onto your neck. “That’s…exactly what I wanted to hear, baby.”

Baby. Your eyes squeezed shut, responding with a whine. Although the overstimulation was originally uncomfortable, you began to feel satisfaction cut through the soreness once again as your body prepared for one more climax. You rocked your hips in need, like an animal in heat, a sight that would certainly drive your ex-husband crazy. “F-Feels,” you paused to pant, “Feels good.”

“Fuck.” Toji gritted out, breaking through his cacophony of crude moaning and effectively searing your skin. He continued steering your body in the rhythm he learned you liked, his nails nearly piercing your skin despite their bluntness. He cupped your jaw harshly. “What are you to us, sweetheart?”

“Oh.” You laughed a little, clearly delirious, and then replied. “'M your cumdump.”

“Say that again.”

“I—”

“Louder.” The emeralds in his heavy-lidded eyes skated briefly to the phone. “I want everyone to hear.”

So, you mustered all your energy to give your final answer—and the correct answer. "I am your cum dumpster!"

Toji started saying something, chuckling maybe, but his words weren’t clear even as he tossed his head back. His breathing was deep, wet, and sexy, and he was no doubt blistering hot in his business blazer, his slicked-back hair soaked with sweat and hanging limply in front of his flushed face. His expression, on the other hand, was what got you the most; his eyes drawn shut, his brows slightly pinched, his mouth just barely parted.

He panted, raising his head to lock lips with yours, moaning into your mouth lewdly before pulling back, and admiring your fucked out expression, face heated and sweating.

“Shit, you’re too good to me,” was the last thing Toji sighed before he added to your womb with his hot cum, his grip on your body tightening as his balls twitched and lodged his precious seed into the sacred cavern. Pussy clamping down, you milked him, not willing to let a single drop go to waste, gasping when the explosive warmth made you shatter with him, leaving you hiccuping and spasming until you were just jolting and crying out from the stretched muscles in your body.

Overheated, you slumped forward. Sweat rolled uncomfortably down your back, spit smeared across your neck and shoulders and chin.

But you looked up and giggled at your latest discovery.

“I love getting gangbanged."

last chapter || next chapter

end notes: I spent way more time preparing this chapter than I expected, writing, rewriting, and editing. Adding, shortening, then adding again. (At some point, this was nearly 7K words.) This is far from perfect, but I must relinquish myself. Thank you again for reading!

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[lostgirlinthewoods]

CRAZY STUPID LOVE | park wonbin smau

pairing. guitarist!park wonbin x athlete!fem!reader

synopsis. lee y/n, a competitive swimming athlete, just wants to finish her degree as a scholar. no drama. no distractions. and certainly, no romance. park wonbin, a music prod student and the siren’s guitarist, just wants to make music. no crazy fangirls in line to date him. no insane dms from random people declaring their love for him. and certainly, no dating. imagine the shock on y/n’s face when she received a message from her brother, anton, asking “since when did you and wonbin started dating?”

genre. social media au, college au, fake dating, fluff, crack

status. ongoing.

start: 25/06/2024 → end: ________

notes. this is my first smau, so be easy on me. this is gonna be my first work in this blog after 2 years before i decided to abandoned it to move. i just really love riize and my mind is itching to do something about it. ignore timestamps unless otherwise stated.

taglist. open. send an ask or reply to this post.

© lostgirlinthewoods. Do not copy, steal, or translate any of my works. 

profiles.

01. chlorine squad 02. pull it back that siren 03. girls only

chapters.

01. saturday gig 02. chanyoung's older sis 03. corner cafe 04. secretly a nerd?? 05. wonbin the black cat 06. lunch 07. hangouts 08. y/n's tiny little crush 09. rumours 10. twitter thread 11. anton's text 12. we are dating 13. how to boyfriend 101 14. so in love 15. im just a cat 16. swim meet literally 17. twitter thread pt 2 18. eunseok's pov 19. should we break up? 20. y/n and wonbin's break up mission 21. the joe alwyn to his taylor 22. 23. 24. tba...

meme and reaction pics archives. (will upload after i finish the series)

taglist. (closed. reached maximum mentions allowed.)

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@aloverga @brachioswrld @toriblogkk @miyawwn @intakstars @naviiy @bebubilu @soheendo @otblous @katarinaesqa @intakstars @yla-aira @i1uvc4ke @maleegayuh @renjuneoo @whoisgwyn @hakkkuu @endtostartbreathin @yngjngwon @flaminghotyourmom @deonuism @film-sea @babigriin @ssweetreveries @bunni

@onlyhyunjin @adoresoapy  @donutswjam @dearestjake @icyona

asks. for any thoughts, messages, and feedbacks; or even just for a conversation.

[dequince]

deQuince. - Don't Hate The Player Hate The Game (Mixtape) -       

LISTEN HERE

          Tracklist

00:00​ ah week Hoe (Bonus Track)

01:36​ : This Bitch really think I Give ah F*ck

03:44​ I'm Trynna Get ah Nudda

05:25​ I'm not ah Rappah

07:27​ Blizzard

09:29​ They Luv Me

12:02​ We at the Top

14:04​ Fly by Night

16:09​ She ain't ever felt like this before

(All Tracks Prod. By Vinxia)

#Yuhhurdme​

[draftpink]

SOPHIE - WHOLE NEW WORLD (OIL OF EVERY PEARLS UN-INSIDES OUTTAKES)

O1. WHOLE NEW WORLD/PRETEND WORLD (SECTION 1 ROUGH)

02. FEELINGS (NINA SIMONE COVER) [OCT 2017 DEMO] with CECILE BELIEVE

03. PONYBOYPLAYTIME (PONYBOY VOX OUTTAKE)

04. PONYFACE (MONEY INSTRUMENTAL)

05. FACESHOPPING (ORIGINAL AND RE-PROD. SOPHIE MESS EXTREME OTT 2 CLEANED)

06. IS IT COLD IN THE WATER (CLEANER AUDIO 2)

07. INFATUATION (MORE BALANCE PUMP TRY 2)

08. EFGH (LASER ALT/OUTTAKE]

09. IUG (PRETEND WORLD/SHOPFRONT OUTTAKE]

10. IMMATERIAL (FEBRUARY DEMO 2)

11. HOASSDALL

12. IT'S OKAY TO CRY (CLEAN MORE PROD 5 IT FOR AUDIO BELLS AND MORE)

13: KGJ83GN93

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1M_waPocZdQGCOcKLYuxPqoAyEG7lwoNR

[theoneprecioustome]

Aikoto Moments Masterlist: P3R Edition

Notes:

As usual, while I'll try to cover everything, the list will focus on the non-optional moments that are there regardless of player input.

Dates are read day/month. I organized everything chronologically.

I bolded the most important ones.

The post is image heavy & contains spoilers for the entire game.

Opening

The Journey

✤ 20/07: Unknown to the player, Aigis, who was considered "inoperable", suddenly awakens when Makoto arrives to Yakushima.

✤ 21/07 - Operation Babe Hunt: The SEES Boys run into Aigis at the Yakushima dock, and a cutscene is dedicated to showing how cute she is. (Note: In P3 & P3FES, all three of them get a heart over their heads when they see her, including Makoto; this is the only time he reacts like that to a girl in the game).

✤ 21/07 - Chasing Aigis: After Makoto finally catches up to her, Aigis throws her arms around him and declares that being at his side is her highest priority. They stay like that during pretty much the entire scene.

✤ 21/07: The group is formally introduced to Aigis, who reiterates that it’s very important for her to be by Makoto’s side.

✤ 22/07: As the team fools around thanks in no small part to Aigis' prodding, Makoto thinks "With Aigis joining, things are likely to get livelier..."

✤ 24/07: Aigis wakes Makoto up 5 minutes earlier than his alarm clock and suggests she is put on standby in his room instead of the Command Room. Yukari complains about this, and the way she settles for finding a compromise by offering to get Aigis a room suggests that “[Aigis] can stay” & “I don’t care” are more likely to be chosen than "[Aigis] can't stay here."

✤ 25/07: If you go to the fortune teller, she will tell you an Aikoto-related fortune: "I see a girl... She stands between light and dark, life and simulacrum... She falters... as if not knowing on which side she belongs... Hm? She is trying to tell you something... Can you hear her words...?"

✤ 02/09: Aigis starts going to school and the person who usually sits by Makoto’s side just so happens to be missing, so Aigis gets their seat (thanks, devs!). She then proceeds to announce to the entire class that “This spot is perfect. My highest priority is to be with him at all times.”

✤ 20/09: Aigis watches over a sick, asleep Makoto only to notice his condition has improved. Despite this, she decides to keep watching over him until sunrise, showing that she was already developing emotions by then (this is further explored in a Drama CD). This scene is accessible only through the Security Camera recordings available in the Command Room.

✤ 04/11: When Aigis is controlled by Ikutsuki, Aigis manages to remember herself and her care for SEES as she and Makoto stare at each other. Once she frees them, Makoto runs to her and wraps a comforting arm around her shoulders.

✤ 17/11 - Kyoto school trip: Instead of following the girls' to their rooms, Aigis wishes to be appointed to Makoto's lol

✤ 30/11: After everyone else leaves to go study, Aigis and Makoto remain behind on their own. Aigis explains that she now understands the concept of loss, "The thought of something happening to you... It makes me..." (Note: In Japanese, Aigis says: "If something were to happen to you, if I could no longer be by your side, I…"). She also confesses that “You are very special to me… I can't explain why, but I never want to leave you side. I want to protect you at all costs, to be there for you always.” (It's important to note that Death was no longer sealed inside Makoto by this point, so Aigis' desire to remain by his side is born out of her own feelings.)

✤02/12: When Aigis greets him at school that morning and tells him she intends to protect everyone, Makoto has the option to ask what is up. If he does, Aigis asks him to please not worry. At night, we get the Moonlight Bridge Anime Cutscene and Aigis gets her memories back. She apologizes to Makoto for what she had to do. (Note: In P3 & FES, Makoto holds Aigis' hand when SEES arrive to the Moonlight Bridge - this animation was actually found within the P3R files, you can see it restored HERE.).

✤ 28/12: When you talk to Mitsuru, she says “Don't worry about Aigis. She is currently being treated with the utmost care.” So, it’s safe to assume Makoto asked about her.

✤ 30/12: Aigis is finally back. She asks Makoto how he has been holding up (one of his dialogue options is “I was worried about you.”) and apologizes for sealing Death inside him. All 3 of his Dialogue Options are supportive of Aigis: “You did what you had to”, “You had no choice” and “You did the right thing”.

✤ 25/01: Makoto has his Career Counseling meeting with Ms. Toriumi. Conveniently, Aigis' just so happens to be after his, so Ms. Toriumi asks him to go get her. Makoto finds Aigis at the rooftop, and the two share a scene where Aigis basically ends up confessing her (not-yet understood) feelings for him: “Even though Death is gone now, I… I still want to be by your side.” Aigis feels that if she's with Makoto, she can learn what it means to live. She then asks Makoto to please take her with him, because she will fight with everything she has. One of Makoto’s possible answers is: “I need you with me.”

Apparently he got pretty engrossed in their little moment, because we get a: "Oh, right. I just remembered Ms. Toriumi wanted to see Aigis." as the scene fades to black lol

✤ 31/01 - The Battle for Everyone’s souls:

As Makoto succumbs under Nyx's gravity and starts losing consciousness, we can see Aigis looking over at him and calling out his name.

Aigis is too shocked by the unexpected turn of events to react as Makoto starts levitating towards Nyx. All she can manage is a desperate plea: "No, don't go!"

Aigis’ is the last (alive) voice Makoto hears before he uses the seal (Shinji's soul being the very last voice). She begs Makoto to come back: "You promised... Didn't you? Please, you have to make it back!"

After all is said and done, Aigis laments her lack of strength. "Why am I so powerless...? Am I really unable to protect the ones important to me?! This is what I was trying to prevent!" (Note: While the line was translated in plural as "the ones", it would've been more accurate to translate it as "the one", because Aigis was talking about Makoto, who may or may not have been lost to Nyx. Case in point:)

It’s only after Aigis calls out to him and begs him to say something that we get a "I can hear everyone desperately calling out to me." and the option to reply. Her reaction is also the first we see.

Aigis is the one to notice that Makoto is coming back to them, and she takes off running to reunite with him. As SEES happily and tearfully welcomes him back, Aigis finds herself crying for the very first time. (Note: Since the animated cutscene from P3 & FES is missing in P3R, please do watch it here to see Aigis crying and Makoto getting emotional over it. It's worth it!)

✤ 04/03: Makoto and Junpei spot Aigis observing them from behind a tree. Junpei wonders if she may be interested in one of them.

✤ 05/03: Aigis comes to find Makoto before the graduation ceremony. Once she got her memories back, she feared he would disappear again. Makoto can either confirm that he remembers as well or tell her “Don’t cry”.

✤ 05/03 - Rooftop Scene: We see a few flashbacks to Aikoto scenes that were not shown before this point, including Makoto turning to look at Aigis during the Nyx fight and Aigis holding his Evoker.

Aigis thanks Makoto, because she found her reason to live thanks to him. She promises that she will always be there by his side, protecting him. Makoto wipes her tears away without player input, and her smiling face is the last thing he sees before he closes his eyes for the last time with a smile of his own.

Ending

✤ The credits begin with Makoto and end with Aigis.

✤ The ending song, Memories of You, is very clearly Aigis' POV about Makoto. She even quotes the song during her Social Link: "I will never leave you."

✤ The music playing during the New Game Screen is I'll Protect You (the sont that plays during Aikoto's rooftop scene), and the image shown is an empty classroom with Makoto's Evoker and SEES armband.

Optional Events

✤ 15/08 - If the player chooses to walk Koromaru that night, Aigis can go with Makoto. There, the player will once again be told that Aigis wants to go to the summer Festival lol

✤ 16/08 - Summer Festival: The player can choose to go to the Summer Festival with Mitsuru and Aigis. If Makoto goes with them, he can suggest that he and Aigis should hold hands, but Aigis thinks he wants to restrain her and rejects his proposal. If the player chooses to go alone, Makoto will still run into Mitsuru and Aigis, but the girls won't notice him. (Note: The game makes sure to let the player know that Aigis is planning to attend the Summer Festival.)

✤ 28/08 - Film Festival: Makoto can go to the Film Festival with Aigis. After discovering that being a ninja is the "ultimate status that a man can achieve", Aigis jokes that she will start calling Makoto like that. (Note: Once again, the game makes sure the player will know when to ask Aigis to the film festival. If the player talks to her on 27/28, it will tell you that she can go tomorrow.)

✤ 05/10 - If the player chooses to walk Koromaru that night, Aigis can go with Makoto again.

✤ 07/01 - If the player chooses to walk Koromaru that night, Aigis can go with Makoto one last time. She will ask Makoto if he wants to walk home with her tomorrow because she wants to experience the town with him, thus letting the player know that Aigis' S-Link is about to begin.

✤ 29/01 - Last Walk with Koromaru: All of SEES go together for this special occasion, and we see everyone hanging out in pairs. Makoto and Aigis are together, playing with Koromaru. We're told that "Everyone is having fun, as if trying to make the most of this moment..."

✤ 31/01: If Aigis is in the player's party during the fight against Nyx, she will tell Makoto that she's with him until the very end.

Social Activities

✤ Gardening: Starting on July 17, there are three different gardening events with Aigis. At the end, Aigis will decide that she wants to do her best to make her way in the world, like Makoto and everyone else.

✤ Reading: This activity unlocks in September and also features three different events, during which Aigis learns that staying true to her beliefs and having a strong heart are the best ways to look dependable. Aikoto-wise, the highlights are the first and second events. During the first, Aigis and Makoto read together from the same book and Aigis essentially asks him to show her his butt. During the second, Makoto has the option to reply "a cute girl" when Aigis asks what she looks like to everyone else.

✤ Studying: On 10/11, Aigis will ask Makoto to study with her so they can learn more about each other. Ken and Koromaru will join them, and the event will end with Aikoto carrying a sleeping Ken to his room.

✤ 08/01 - Social Link: Aigis' Social Link, The Aeon, can be started on January 8. It features a platonic and a romantic route. In the platonic route, Aigis and Makoto agree to be best friends and they take a selfie together. In the romantic route, Makoto touches Aigis' Papillon heart. Both routes can be watched HERE.

Misc

✤ If Makoto dates Aigis and goes to Tartarus with her, she will have special dialogues (like in P3P).

✤ Compilation of all the Text Messages Aigis can send Makoto.

✤ Jundori & Aikoto Parallels, P3R Style

[manic-maniac-man]

HUgE July 2011

with SUNTAN

Carefully selected summer items that are the perfect match for tanned skin.

STRAW HAT

A striking summer hat that creates a resort vibe.

01 YOHJI YAMAMOTO

The rough texture creates a cool impression. Also pay attention to the unique ribbon pattern. ¥33,600 (Yohji Yamamoto Information Desk)

02 JAMES LOCK & CO,. LTD

The height of the crown and the length of the prims are perfectly balanced. ¥31,500 (Beauty & Youth United Arrows Harajuku Men's Store)

03 foot the coacher

A mountain hat made from high-quality genuine Panama. A unique item with an elegant finish using materials. ¥37,800 (GALLERY OF AUTHENTIC)

04 TAKAHIROMIYASHITATheSoloist.

This straw hat is made of paper braid and has silk tape wrapped around it randomly, giving it a fancy feel. ¥31,395 (Pred PR)

05 WACKO MARIA

The Panama hat is the epitome of WACKOMARIA. The wide brim and crimson silk ribbon give off a masculine sexiness. ¥30,975 (B-Jirushi YOSHIDA)

06 LANVIN

The banana khaki color body and the chic three-color ribbon are a perfect match. The elegant finish is as expected. ¥42,000 (Lanvin Japan)

BRACELET

16 items

A classic men's accessory that will add a unique touch to your outfit.

01 JOHN LAWRENCE SULLIVAN

A classic studded bracelet. The leather is crafted using the same techniques used for dress belts, giving it an elegant finish. ¥15,750 (John Lawrence Sullivan)

02 Gary Reeves

The high quality turquoise and outstanding stamp work are the hallmarks of Navajo artisans. ¥145,740 (Nano Universe Library Tokyo)

03 foot the coacher

The design is based on the motif of a horse harness. The intricate buckle decoration gives a glimpse of the maker's aesthetics. ¥25,200 (GALLERY OF AUTHENTIC)

04 UNDERCOVERISM

The ball-shaped studs and leather surface have been treated to give the shoes a worn look. Also available in black. ¥18,900 (UNDERCOVERISM)

05 Givenchy by Riccardo Tisci

The cowhide is embossed with a leopard print. Studs are added to make it even more attractive and eye-catching. ¥18,900 (Third Culture)

06 PHENOMENON

The large amount of fly studs on this shoe is striking. The stimulating, playful and unconventional design is fun. ¥39,900 (The Contemporary Fix)

07 Weirdo

All parts, including the Franken, tires and I-beam fasteners, are handmade with great care. ¥73,500 (GLADHAND CORE)

08 CHROME HEARTS

From the popular punk series. Pyramid studs of different sizes are used to create a striking effect. ¥105,000 (Chrome Hearts Tokyo)

09 Dior Homme

The sharp design highlights the texture of the python. The delicate and dainty details give it elegance. ¥58,800 (Christian Dior)

10 1-100GRAHAM TABOR/MIGUEL VILLALOBOS

A masterpiece made of hammered silver with a rich finish. ¥66,150 (Edition Omotesando Hills store)

11 PHIGVEL

Made of 3mm thick rugged bends. Hand-dyed to create a realistic vintage look. Made by (VINTAGE WORKS). ¥15,750 (PROD)

12 Yves Saint Laurent

The design is based on the brand's initial "Y". ¥19,950 (Gucci Group Japan Yves Saint Laurent Division)

13 DISCOVERED

The shiny red glass leather bracelet is an effective accent piece for any outfit. ¥7,140 (DISCOVERED CO.,Ltd.)

14 LAD MUSICIAN

The design features a triple wrap with a stud in the center. Available in a wide range of colors, it's fun to wear several pieces together. ¥10,500 (LAD MUSICIAN SHINJUKU)

15 PHENOMENON

A combination of hemp, wooden studs and other natural materials gives this punk design an ethnic feel. ¥23,100 (The Contemporary Fix)

16 DELUXE

A combination of silver chain and brass plate. The simple design makes the most of the material and is clean and masculine. ¥43,050 (BRIDGE)

SUNGLASSES

Eyewear with a strong presence that will add color to your outfit.

01 DITA

The titanium rims are specially coated to look like leather. A classic design given a modern makeover. ¥44,100 (DITA LEGENDS Daikanyama Main Store)

02 TOM FORD

A new version of the popular model "Peter". The crossed metal bridge and top bar give it a strong personality. ¥44,100 (Tom Ford Eyewear)

03 RAF SIMONS by Linda Farrrow

The distinctive temples are inspired by the legs of the table Raf himself uses. The uniform khaki color scheme is fresh. ¥39,900 (Reference price/Diptrics)

04 CHROME HEARTS

The matte black color creates a solid Maculism look. The silver end pieces add an accent. ¥131,250 (Chrome Hearts Tokyo)

05 The Spectacle

The motif is an antique frame from the 1940s. The elegant curves and lens gradation are impressive. ¥79,800 (Minority Rep Tokyo)

06 TRUSSARDI 1911

The marble-colored fabric rim gives this teardrop a striking presence. The slightly small size is also a plus. ¥44,100 (STEP inc.)

[kalpakita]

⚜ AMC IWTV ⚜ - Season 2

* interview & bts link list *

playlist on tube (doesn't have all)

TCA Winter Press Tour ※TV Insiderteam talks all things season 2 ※TV insider fan questions w. cast ※TV insider fan questions w. Assad ※Dish Studio w. cast - no recording of the panel Premiere ※Pop Culture Planet -alt: shorts w. subs ※LaKisa Renee & Tammy Reese ※Out ※The Knockturnal ※amc shorts + ※92NY screening & talk panel TV Insider / studio interviews ※Cast plays Jenga ※Jacob, Sam & Delainey E01 ※Later eps ※Assad & Eric ※E05 ※The Root w. Jacob ※Gizmodo w. Jacob ※AP News w. Jacob +Sam

Season 2: May 12 - Jun 30

AMC: ※BTS Ep: ‣01 ‣02 ‣03 ‣04 ‣05 ‣06 ※BTS Show Me More (region locked) ※"Bloopers"

🎤 ※Rotten Tomatoes w. cast etc. ※Screen Rant w. Jacob, Sam & Delainey ※Screen Rant w. Assad & Eric ※People w. Jacob & Sam ※Out Magazine Jacob & Sam, Assad ※In Creative Company w. Jacob & Sam ※Pride w. Assad ※KTLA 5 w. Jacob & Sam (region lock alt) - ※Popternative w. Sam ※The Mary Sue w. Luke ※Katie o’shaughnessy w. Assad ※Katie o'shaughnessy w. Roxane Autumn Brown interviews per ep: ※1 Hannah ※2 Delainey ※3 Assad ※4 Mara ※5 Eric & Luke ※6 Roxane ※7 Sam ※8 Jacob

※ATX TV Fest Q&A w. Assad & Producers ※Fox 7 Austin w. Assad SDCC Jul 26 ※EW live ※Variety studios ※IGN ※Questions from Eric +haunted house SDCC Jul 28 ※Panel ※MTV ※Collider ※CBR ※TV-Guide ※Den of Geek

📝 AMC talk: ※Jacob Anderson ※Assad Zaman ※Delainey Hayles ※Daniel Hart ※Sam Reid ※Eric Bogosian ※Emmy Carol Cutshall on costumes ※Variety Mara LePere-Schloop on prod. design ※GoldDerby w. Mara ※magazine/ photo shoots: ※Wonderland -Assad ※Revamp -Delainey ※TimeOut -Jacob ※FAULT -Sam 🎧 Podcasts: ※Stirring it up w. Jacob ※The Parting Shot w. Jacob ※Vanity Fair w. Jacob - ※Season 2 OST: YT or Spotify

📱 ※Writers room BTS now @ bsky: ‣01 ‣02 ‣03 ‣04 ‣05 ‣06 07 08 ‣TDV ※S2 Pixoloid production design ※TV insider - studio portraits ※TV Insider - cast behind the camera

MORE LISTS:

‣My Season 1 post And again: ‣All S2 interviews by date +"best of 2024" by Ari ‣vamp.house by @ rustingways (search by filter) ‣S2 refs+influences by @ la-femme-au-collier-vert

[dhiings]

𖦹 SEVENTEENTH HEAVEN

Jane's masterlist ⋆｡˚ Moodboard ;O

𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 SOS (Prod. Marshmello) 0:25 ~ 0:26 previously Mingyu’s line I’ll tell you again for us 0:28 ~ 0:29 previously Mingyu’s line Ain’t the true happiness 0:32 ~ 0:33 previously Mingyu’s line We need to find a way out 1:41 ~ 1:47 previously Seungkwan’s line Where is the love We can find the love 2:26 ~ 2:31 previously Mingyu’s line We’re gonna be okay Our tomorrow is a brighter day We’re gonna be okay Our tomorrow is a brighter day

𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 God of Music 1:45 ~ 1:53 previously Woozi’s line gaemiye balsori majeodo Harmony 3:09 ~ 3:12 previously Wonwoo’s line eumage shini ittamyeon

𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 Diamond Days 1:16 ~ 1:23 previously Woozi’s line Da- Diamond days Da- Diamond 3:02 ~ 3:04 previously Mingyu’s line urimane Day day Diamond days

𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 Monster 1:06 ~ 1:08 previously S.coups’s line (modu nal bureujana Monster) 1:51 ~ 1:53 previously Vernon’s line jigeum naye salmeun saljjak Pop star 2:17 ~ 2:26 previously All’s line saramdeureun da ungseongungseong yaenedeul daeche mweonde jallagamyeon eolmana jallagandago tteodeulsseokhae

𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 Headliner 1:11 ~ 1:14 previously Jeonghan’s line hanappunin naye Treasure nan junbidwaesseo

[kpoploveblog]

PSY - PSY 9th The 9th Album (2022)

2022.04.29

Track List: 01. 9INTRO 02. That That (Prod. & Feat. Suga de BTS) 03. Celeb 04. 감동이야 (Feat. Sung Si Kyung) 05. 밤이 깊었네 (Feat. Heize) 06. GANJI (Feat. Jessi) 07. 이제는 (Feat. Hwa Sa) 08. Happier (Feat. Crush) 09. 나의 월요일 10. Everyday 11. forEVER (Feat. Tablo) 12. 내일의 나에게

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[jiminjamms]

sex therapy :: 33. more than friends

chapter tags/warnings: this is the last chapter to sex therapy!

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notes: please read my final comments in the end notes. thank you forever. xoxo

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Megumi Fushiguro shouldn't feel awkward, but he did.

With tonight marking the most significant event on the Zenin clan’s monthly calendar, distant relatives and the family conglomerate’s executives convened at a majestic top-floor venue in central Tokyo, the occasion naturally bringing together the country’s most powerful individuals.

As per usual, every detail in the ballroom had been curated meticulously to exude glitz and glamor. Indeed, Megumi felt like a prince amid a golden age, surrounded by the euphonious melodies from the string quartet, the cluster of high-class individuals in tailored suits and dresses, and the fragrances of honeyed orange blossoms and sweet sage.

Megumi had attended these events plenty. Ever since he could tie his own tie, to be exact (which—among the Zenins—was something taught early).

His many experiences should have dulled his senses to this evening’s splendid decorations and live classical tunes. Yet, in the months his father had been estranged from the same household that once again heralded him king, the memories had quickly faded from Megumi's mind, and the teenager essentially found the opulence foreign.

His aunts Mai and Maki had urged him to mingle, but Megumi stood toward the side of the room, shy and aloof as he stared into the human sea ahead.

As much as he tried to seem invisible, Megumi didn’t feel invisible as he caught the many eyes sneaking a look at him discreetly, the eighteen-year-old impossible to overlook given his regal-like appearance.

Of course, people took an interest in him.

Now that a) he was an official adult and b) his father returned as the next family leader, Megumi was the second-in-line to the Zenin throne. Exciting? Maybe. Grateful? Surely.

Except, a fidgety Megumi was just a normal teen who would rather be playing video games tonight.

“A blast to the past, eh?”

He glanced over at the unanticipated voice.

To his surprise, Tsumiki slid into the vacant slot next to him and prodded her younger brother's back, knowing how he tried to appear cool and collected when he actually seemed uptight and restricted.

“Relax a little,” she chided with another nudge. Placing her champagne flute onto a nearby table, she smoothed over her lavender ensemble before adjusting the collar on his royal blue mohair suit. “Old habits die hard, hm? Standing in the corner and hoping no one sees you. Don’t you want everyone to know how smart and capable you are?”

“...No, not really.”

“What? Why?” Tsumiki patted his blazer’s fabric in a finishing move before reaching for her glass again, swirling her drink. “Don’t tell me. Is a certain Harvard-bound first-year shy?”

The said soon-to-be college freshman snorted faintly. “Am not.”

“Sure.”

As she examined her step-brother from the side, she tiptoed, relaxed her feet, and then tiptoed again. "Only been six months since I've last seen you, but you've certainly gotten taller again, Megumi," she remarked, this time swinging her hand around to compare their heights.

“Because you’re shrinking early.”

“Hey!”

As the two continued their squabble, Megumi realized just how keenly he had missed his step-sister. Despite lacking shared blood by definition, the two had constantly found security in each other, a sibling bond that became especially important amid the recent whirlwind.

Tsumiki had only been home for a week, fresh from her university semester abroad in the United Kingdom. Yet, in this short period: 1) Naoya had been ousted from the Zenin household by no one other than Naobito Zenin himself; 2) Amid the power vacuum, the family elders had turned to Toji to reinstate him as CEO, a decision fueled by both their desperation and regret for having doubted him in the past; and 3) With his father back at the helm, Megumi found himself positioned as the next presumed successor.

Of course, who could also possibly forget Tsumiki’s mom?

Megumi had heard how his step-sister had furiously confronted her mother after seeing the latter’s affair published by media outlets. Since then, he hadn’t received any updates, which prompted him to ask: "Where's that woman now?"

‘That woman.’

Even without an explicit mention, Tsumiki knew who he referred to. She stopped swirling her glass and let the flute dangle lazily in her hand.

"I don't know where she’s been, and I don't care,” Tsumiki admitted, her tone impassive. "I would not be surprised if she moved away from Tokyo once she realized too many people knew her face.”

Megumi figured as much, too.

Anyone who wasn’t living under a rock these days could recognize Mari Fushiguro, making her an easy target for verbal harassment on the streets. Netizens online already destroyed her, deeming the woman a slut, a whore, and a homewrecker ‘too easy’ for any Zenin with enough money.

Merciless would be the best word to describe the general public. That much step-siblings knew, especially since both had been on the receiving end firsthand when the Zenin clan cut them off months ago. How fickle those very people could be, too. The same relatives who shamed them now praised them all for the sake of politics, for the sake of money, and little else.

“I heard Naoya left the country, though,” Megumi added, given that the conversation had reached the topic.

“Good for him.”

Tsumiki, on the other hand, did not wish to spend a moment longer thinking about them. She instead exhaled deeply and whirled around, peering into the main hall to observe the multitude of guests enjoying sparkling wine and hor d'oeuvres while chatting about their respective ventures.

As her silence continued, Megumi watched along.

From afar, both noticed their father, encircled by older household members and company directors eager to discuss business matters. Toji’s return naturally brought him overwhelming attention, and—as an experienced leader—he came off as distinguished and dignified as the CEO of Japan's largest conglomerate should.

He greeted approaching guests with his signature charismatic grin, exchanging firm and courteous handshakes that subtly reminded them that these events were more about strengthening business ties than lineage connections.

Megumi and Tsumiki had seen their father like this many times before.

Yet, this evening, the two sensed how his demeanor seemed a touch…different.

"Dad's never looked this happy before," Tsumiki noted aloud first.

Her comment stumped him.

Megumi had to pause, his brow furrowing slightly as he thought. Dad being happy? Then, he realized and vaguely beckoned in their father’s direction.

"Because of her."

Now was the girl’s turn to appear confused. “‘Her?’”

Intrigued, she followed her step-brother’s line of vision and didn’t need much effort to figure out who he referred to. Standing at the other far end of the hall was a woman who, despite her understated maroon dress and simple accessories, radiated with regality like a princess.

The realization dawned upon Tsumiki.

“Isn't…Isn’t that Mister Daisuke L/N’s daughter?” She knew your father from his many years as the Zenin Corporation’s Chief Operating Officer. As for you, Tsumiki continued to stare hard with curiosity. “That's the same lady who had been married to Naoya, right?”

Megumi placed his hands into his front pockets, his nails pressing into his palms as he answered. “Yes.”

“Oh, wow.”

With Tsumiki seeing you for the first time in person, her eyes then began to spark with admiration. She now understood why Naoya Zenin wanted to marry you. Given your polished poise and fluid gestures, you were obviously a woman with a refined background and effortless sophistication, the trophy that her unsavory cousin needed to soothe his small ego and shield him from public scrutiny. Why suffer as an unproven bachelor when he could tout around you?

Detecting his sister's interest, Megumi reached for a glass of apple cider from a serving table and drew in one slow sip. “What do you think if she becomes our new mom?”

“What?!” Tsumiki whipped her head around, taken back by stupefaction again. “Where did that come from?”

To play off his curiosity as something casual, Megumi drummed his fingers along his cup. “Just…a thought.”

She narrowed her eyes, clearly not believing him for a moment before finally letting him free from her scrutiny. “Frankly, I don’t know yet,” she admitted. “This is only the first time I’ve seen her. I need to speak with her first.”

The teenager paused thoughtfully. "Well," and he hummed, "I approve.”

If Tsumki’s shock had not been apparent enough, this time, her jaw fell to the tiled floor.

"That's new!” The girl knew she missed out on some developments during her semester abroad, but she could barely process this whole conversation as revelations kept coming one after another, disorienting her with a flood of unanswered questions that dashed through her mind. She had trouble assessing whether Megumi was serious. If this was a prank, Tsumiki would make sure to send him to Mars. “Normally, you're extremely, extremely judge-y with the women that hang around Dad." Not that she could blame him. "What changed?"

And an amused Megumi shrugged.

"If you talk to her, you'll know.”

Toji Fushiguro was the biggest distraction.

As the man of the hour, he commanded the room such that—despite your best efforts—you couldn’t stop stealing glances in his direction.

Neither could everyone else.

The situation seemed ironic, really, as many of the same people now commending Toji Fushiguro were the ones who had turned their backs on him in the past. The ideal family figure, some lauded, as others approved of his sharp business acumen, but their gushing admiration reminded you of how quickly loyalties could shift in the face of power. With this, guests all around buzzed like bees as they spotted their renewed leader.

To you, Toji was difficult to ignore because his three-piece suit hugged his broad frame wonderfully. The freshly pressed fabric stretched over his sinewy muscles underneath, his satin lapels underlining his flair. His jet black hair had been neatly gelled back while the ink trailing down his arms peeked from beneath his sleeves. Fatigue slightly wore on his features due to his longer hours at work. Yet, in the end, CEO Fushiguro looked striking, handsome, and undeniably robust.

A whistle interrupted your reverie.

“Someone’s staring,” Choso’s voice rang out as he appeared, his words laced with mirth despite his leveled tone.

Averting your gaze immediately, you then watched him adjust the sleeve to his velvet suit. “I am simply admiring him like everyone else,” you countered, trying to play it cool. “Toji’s…just very popular.”

Choso hummed in pretend contemplation. “Admiration is one thing, but you looked like you were in a trance, bimbo.”

Just when your mouth turned dry from the inability to retaliate, Sukuna and Suguru popped up in high spirits, the former offering you a raspberry tart while the latter heartily patted your back.

“What’s with the frown?” Suguru draped a protective arm around your shoulders and noted your little pout before glancing up at the instigator. “Is Choso bullying you again?”

“I am not a bully.”

“Exactly what a bully would say,” Sukuna added this time.

Being stuck in another jest among the three men wasn’t something you had planned for, but dismissing their liveliness was impossible. As they traded pointed jabs, you couldn’t help but smile, their energy a far cry from the iciness that had defined your days as Naoya Zenin’s wife. Since this was your first Zenin family event without your ex-husband’s presence, the evening allowed you to realize how much your previous marriage had weighed upon your spirit.

Most notably, the woman you were earlier this year had clung to Naoya’s empty promises. She swallowed his insults, obeyed his commands, and convinced herself that, despite his belittling actions, he would one day truly love her. That woman had run back to him, apologizing for sins that were never hers to bear, believing that loving him harder could fix what was never hers to fix.

But, due wholly to the support from those around you, that was no longer who you were now.

“Well, what do you think?”

Geto’s question cut through your wandering thoughts, and you blinked rapidly at the unexpected question. “What?”

The pink-haired man purred at your cute and confused expression, unable to help himself from stroking your cheeks, the cold metal from his silver rings icing your hot skin. “Aw, someone spaced out. There’s no fun when you’re not mentally with us too, sweetheart.”

To no avail, you tried to shrink away. “I was just...thinking about how much things have changed. How much I’ve changed, and,” you became shy, “how…lucky I am to have all of you.”

Immediately, the group cooed at your charming comments, complimenting you for being such a ‘good girl’ and a ‘precious doll,’ and how they would do anything to hear sweet nothings from you again.

Even Choso cracked a grin. “We’re amazing, yes.” Quiet on the outside, cocky on the inside. “Who wouldn’t feel lucky?”

Geto elbowed him, a non-verbal sign to shut up. “He’s not wrong, though. You’ve come a long way. We’re proud of you.”

Just when you wanted to thank them again, a synchronized shout chimed along.

“We found you!”

The voices belonged to Mai and Maki. As was typical, the two were keen to converse with you and their animated hands reflected their enthusiasm upon their approach.

As Sukuna, Geto, and Choso stepped aside for them, the twins instantly took the opportunity to link their arms with yours. They dressed in matching cocktail dresses, making them nearly indistinguishable if not for the differences in their updos.

“Girls,” you beamed, happy to spot them. “You both look amazing as always.”

The younger sister shook her head in modest.

“You are even more gorgeous,” she emphasized with overflowing vivace. “You’re glowing these days.”

Mai had to nod in wholehearted agreement. “Looking completely different from how you looked a month ago.”

Forget the opalescent crystals adorning your collar or the subtle makeup highlighting your features. What truly stood out to them was the elegance, assurance, and composure you carried now compared to your timid self from just weeks ago.

Sukuna ran his fingers along the tattoos by his jaw and let out a huff of fake exasperation, wanting them to leave so the therapists could spend more time taunting you. “Guess you’ve both grown old enough so we can’t just order you to go to the kids’ table anymore, huh?”

A proud Mai smirked. “Got a problem?” Her outright challenge led her to receive sulking faces as an immediate response. “We couldn’t let you three hog Y/N all night.”

“Exactly. She’s ours too, you know,” Maki concurred before turning to you. “By the way, can we still call you our favorite in-law?”

At the question, laughter erupted in a homely and unrestrained rhythm to which you soaked in the heartwarming scene. Even if the world could be selfish and cruel, there were beautiful moments like these when people who weren’t bound by blood treated each other like family. They joked around, they laughed together, they fought and argued, but they shared deep loyalty and respect for one another in the end.

Here was where, for the first time in a long time, you felt like you…belonged.

With these thoughts, your sight instinctively drifted across the room and landed on Toji again. He was mid-conversation but seemed to have sensed your stare this time as he turned. When his sharp verdant eyes found yours, your pulse quickened like a mouse caught in the open. What didn't help was how he didn’t look away.

In fact, Toji took your wandering gaze as his signal to hurriedly wrap up his current discussions before he walked in your direction with brisk steps.

Several regional managers chased after him, but the observant Sukuna, Geto, and Choso noted the situation quickly and rushed forward.

“We’re happy to answer any lingering questions,” they interjected, forming a human barricade that closed in on the pursuers. “We work closely with Mr. Fushiguro and can provide further insights on his behalf.”

With the spotlight shifted away from him, Toji closed the distance between you, stopping just a few steps away. The redolences of bergamot and sage greeted your nose with their familiar velvety, spiced notes as he placed a rough hand against your back, his sudden firm touch nearly lifting you off your feet.

“Hey." Even with Mai and Maki obviously there, his green eyes only zeroed in on you. "I could use some fresh air after speaking nonstop for the past two hours. Want to step out onto the balcony with me for a little bit?”

Oh, goodness. Flustered, you didn’t expect your innocent stares to lead into this. “I—” you began, but your hesitation bubbled perceptibly. As a result, Maki pinched your elbow, prompting you to brave past your bashfulness and mutter, “Sure.”

Toji smiled. “Perfect.”

With that, he swept you away from the waving twins, his hand resting lightly on the small of your back to lead you toward the nearby corridor. He didn’t care about the guests who leered in your directions; he rightfully needed a break, and when he brought you outdoors onto the grand terrace, the man’s shoulders visibly relaxed.

He didn’t bring attention to himself, though.

“Everything alright?” he asked instead. The wrought-iron railing ahead framed the twinkling skyline below. “I can imagine your previous experiences at Zenin events like these aren’t the best, so if you feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to…”

His unprompted concern was touching and, when his voice trailed off, you replied by softly shaking your head. “I am doing perfectly fine, don't worry about me. Besides, I have exactly the company that I need here.”

The sincerity in your answer satisfied him, evident in how the tension along his jaw eased. “I’m glad, then. I should check in with you more, shouldn’t I? Sorry that I’ve been busy. Sukuna, Geto, Choso, and I have been neck-deep in redeveloping the company.” Distant lights haloed him like some god as he spoke, and he ran a few thick fingers over inked lines on his neck. “Of course, how can I also not thank our new fantastic secretary?”

There was no need to wonder where Toji’s gratitude stemmed from.

With the therapists thrust back into their roles as corporate leaders, you stepped in to handle their clinic’s appointment schedules and client inquiries. By giving you a renewed purpose in your day-to-day, they were also determined to keep their practices despite their narrowed availabilities, a decision stemming from their dedication to help others during their idle hours. They intended to shift the clinic's focus to more general relationship assistance, which would allow them to broaden their scope and improve the public's favor.

Meanwhile, had it not been for your help, the same four men would not have been able to fully focus on implementing immediate action plans to steer the Zenin Corporation from a public relations and financial disaster. As a result, the company swiftly regained its positive reputation and maintained its position as the nation’s top conglomerate, hardly meeting a dent in total market share despite the shakeup in leadership.

That being said, you didn’t hide your playful pettiness. “I deserve way more than verbal gratitude, you know.”

Testy, and Toji took the chance to humor himself as well. “The answer to that is me.” He winked. “I am already a hundred times a better friend than you expected.”

Some things truly never change. “Arrogant as ever.”

“Only because you know that's true,” and he lolled his head toward his shoulder in pride. “I did let you run your pretty juices in my therapy office, over on my bathroom counter, and inside my executive suite." Hearing him recount all these moments of pure debauchery made you elbow his rock-hard pecs in retaliation, but he continued. "Do you have any idea how much self-restraint a man has to have to let that happen?”

“Probably an immaculate one. Each time, Naoya would ignore me the second after he came.”

“Yeah, well, fuck that guy.” Like Toji cared about having a filter. He found no reason to try to hide his hatred for your former husband. “Officials sent me a note on how that man flew out of the country yesterday afternoon. You don’t ever have to think about him again. You’re with me now, and I warned that fucking bastard to never bother us.” The handsome scar on his lips flexed while he spoke. “Anyway, since you do deserve to be spoiled, you should order all the caviar that you want tonight.”

"Oh?" Impressed by the offer, you jokingly jabbed at his upper arm. "Guess this is what happens once you start making the big bucks again as the Zenin Corporation’s Incumbent CEO and Future Chairman, hm? You weren't this generous before."

Toji frowned. "What do you mean? I've always been a generous man. I gave you my free trial, remember?"

“Yes, only a free trial,” you emphasized, letting his words sink in. “What happens once that ‘free trial’ ends?”

“Well, you won’t have to worry about that. There’s no expiration date because I like you enough, princess.”

While the pet name was more than enough to make you giddy, his last remarks were what really had you desperate to hide your frazzled face (which, by the way, Toji noticed anyway). "Don't say that."

"Say what?"

"That you...like me. I get flustered easily."

“Don't act like this is the first time. You know I'm straightforward and honest.” A low chuckle slipped past him since he still found your reaction adorable. “I’m too old for drama and playing with people’s feelings. Hey, the cards have always been in your hands. I told you earlier. I’m up to whatever you want to do. For as long as you want, baby.”

“For as long as I want, huh?” The midsummer breezes did not help with the warmth creeping up your neck. “I’ve already clarified before that I wish for us to be friends for a long, long time. Or, as you have suggested before,” and the following thought made more heat suffuse across your cheeks, “…more than friends.”

“Maybe I would happily say yes to that.”

“Just a maybe?”

He huffed in mock annoyance before tugging at your wrist, and you tumbled into his body’s hard planes that you had learned to find comfort in. “Does this feel like ‘just a maybe?’”

Your ensuing silence answered him, and the serene starry night as you snuggled your head into his steady chest was more perfect than words could describe, a soothing escape from the world. He squeezed you tighter, nuzzling his face into your ear while your heart pounded against your ribcage.

So warm, so big, so safe.

“You missed me,” he eventually stated with confidence, and his voice turned husky. Because, oh, he knew. He read you like a book, always.

“I did.”

Only the distant hum from the streets below disrupted the stillness. You sensed his contentment when your neck craned to gaze into his mellow emerald hues, and he similarly pulled away to examine your blissful mien in turn. The two of you became lost, lost in absorbing the peace and serenity such that neither of you detected the third presence that came along.

"Um, hi."

Both heads snapped to the side, gawking at Megumi as he walked in from the doorway.

The eighteen-year-old scratched the back of his head, his cheeks dusted with a faint pink as though he felt embarrassed to interrupt a scene he shouldn't have been watching.

Yet, there's a faint smile on his lips.

"Tsumiki wants to meet you."

𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗘𝗡𝗗

last chapter || (at end)

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Thank you to everyone who read, liked, shared, and commented on Sex Therapy!

This work, over the past many chapters, has accompanied me through many moments and milestones in life, and I sincerely cannot thank you all enough for going through this journey with me, Y/N, Toji, and the therapists. This was my first big project; there were many areas in which I excelled and others in which I could've improved. I also never wanted this story to merely be Character x Reader, so I touched upon themes like healing and self-discovery, societal and business dynamics among the elite, and (the illusion of) power versus authenticity.

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Sweet(ish) Whumptober 2023 - Nyariewen - Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett [Archive of Our Own]

Whumptober 2023 is here!!!

...and it's finally complete.

I have used multiple prompts for each day but this is my main theme list.

• 01) “How many fingers am I holding up?” ✌️

• 02) Thermometer 🌡️

• 03) Solitary Confinement 🫥

• 04) Cattle prod ⚡

• 05) Pinned down 🔨

• 06) Made to watch 😢

• 07) Radio silence 🤐

• 08) Outnumbered ⚠️

• 09) Mistaken identity 🙅

• 10) Stranded 🏝️

• 11) Animal trap 🪤

• 12) "I'm up, I'm up" 🧍

• 13) Infection 🦠

• 14) Water inhalation 💦

• 15) "I'm fine" 🫠

• 16) Gurney 🛏️

• 17) Touch aversion 🚫

• 18) Tortured For Information 🤐

• 19) Floral Bouquet💐

• 20) Blanket 🏳️🌈

• 21) Restraints ⛓️

• 22) Glass Shard 🚘

• 23) Shadows😶🌫️

• 24) Hunting 🏹

• 25) Buried Alive ⚰️

• 26) Working To Exhaustion 😵

• 27) Scars 🩹

• 28) Sacrifice 🔪

• 29) Scented Candle🕯️

• 30) Bridal Carry 👰♂️

• 31) “I thought that I was getting better.” 🫨

It was a really funny event and I was able to use multiple prompts at once.

As always, I have been rather late at posting.

But I did all of them!

[enchi-elm]

Apfelessig rewatches Turn, 2x01: Thoughts of a Free Man

1:34 "NOT NOW, BILL!"

2:06 Rogers cleans up well.

3:00 This whole "Mad King George" thing is... laying it on a bit thick.

4:12 Oh good, sex.

4:47 I think this show has many flaws and this whole section in London always felt just... One of those moments where it feels like half the cast are caricatures.

6:46 Yesssss. If the scene I think of is coming up, that will make up for it.

7:30 "And you come to me with rumour." Love it when the show does a callback to my fic.

8:44 *flinch* I forget that Caleb calls him that. And for the record, because I can't pass up a teachable moment, Han Yerry's people are the Oneida, the People of the Standing Stone, part of the Haudenosaunee.

11:04 I love love love love love that scene. The kind of character development that we don't see from the writers in Caleb for another 2 seasons. *side eye*

Let me just rewatch that actually, now that I know a bit more history.

"Whale oil off a fat Tory skip, resold for 12 pounds in Devil's Belt", Devil's Belt here just meaning the Long Island Sound.

13:52 ...Is he burning tree sap as light? I didn't know you could do that.

14:31 SPY BASE SPY BASE!

14:55 Abe, latest Assassin recruit, assembles his wrist blade for the first time.

16:40 "Problem? No, I simply wish to drink...an ale." Hewlett is me entering a sports bar.

17:23 Anna, probably: "Woooow. Interesting."

18:41 Anna, probably: "I miss ninety seconds ago, when my life was less complicated."

19:44 Adore his pronunciation of Loch Lomond, a feat that many English persons can't achieve to this day.

23:16 It's not a bad speech, Abe.

23:47 Should... Abe and Mary not have had a better conversation about the whole spy thing at this point

25:10 Hahaha. Yeah, Abe. Get an escort. Be chaperoned.

(continuing several days later)

25:57 Braaaaaadford. heeeeeeeeey.

26:11 You know, I haven't read this pamphlet, I have no idea how inflammatory any of this really is. I mean Ben goes off, but of course Ben goes off.

26:36 "Not for much longer, I think." Oh man, I really like Bradford this go-around.

27:22 Eyyyyy classic fight

27:23 I think the fandom has classified the Bradford/Ben tension perfectly well. If anything we need more fics.

29:10 "You know these officer types" *chef's kiss* classic Tallster scene Edit: Okay, I will say, though. Because I'm Team Caleb, ride or die. It's a bit much, just a BIT, to have their earlier interaction being Caleb grieving the loss of his uncle with Ben thoroughly losing his respect by asking him to prod Abe for information before he knows it's safe to do so... and then have Caleb save Ben and give attention to Ben and ask Ben if he's alright... Like, sure. Ben says he won't move without Caleb's say-so, but also, like, Ben you should have gone and mended those fences sooner. Like, I address this in my fic, Ben's tendency to take his underlings for granted, and this is a really good example of the "Heart of a Dog" thing Caleb has going on in this canonical relationship.

29:40 "God night, and good bless." Hewlett, you're such a nerd <3

30:15 "I think we should talk" I would rewrite this scene's start but this has such potential

31:47 Abe. Let her go. *flicks knife* Seriously.

32:45 ....Okay. Hear me out. Mary/Abe? But like. Seriously. As in, taken seriously. This scene has so much more in it than I remember. "Mary. I don't feel the same." "I know. And it's not as bad as I feared. And I feared it for so long." Listen, this could be a really tortured but incredible slow-burn, marriage-of-convenience to lovers thing if it was done well and Abe actually had character transformation.

34:02 Imagine studying the law and also being a spy. Like. You'd have so much homework. And then you'd have to go be a spy.

34:54 ....I have seen so many Ben gifs from this scene.

35:19 "Tell me, do you have gutter journalists in your country?" "In France, we would have them thrown in the Bastille." A+ writing, Washington is so done.

36:29 Hello Arnold. Omg... Ben's got such stars in his eyes. How on earth did I get him to fall in love with Caleb XD He's actually got puppy eyes for Arnold. Do we have Arnold/Ben fic? In these early episodes?

39:57 Trying to see the good in Abe, here. He's very crafty, I'll give him that. You know, @meretriciouslyloquacious called me on this recently, but I seem to have beef with Abe XD I really struggle with him and honestly, I can't really say why. I think he's a bit childish with his attachment to Anna, but I guess that's probably the most explained part of his backstory.

42:00 I have no memory of this scene.

43:05 Riiiiight, the Northwest Passage. Oh, riiiiiiiiiiight, they send him after Caleb. Riiiiight! The seal! I guess they needed him for this throughline.

[piasgermany]

[Album] Miso Extra veröffentlicht am 16. Mai ihr Debütalbum "Earcandy" über Transgressive!

Geboren in Hongkong als Tochter eines britischen Vaters und einer japanischen Mutter, zog Miso Extra als Kind nach Japan und später nach England, wo sie begann, Einflüsse von Indie-Bands wie Foals und The Maccabees, Popstars wie Janet Jackson und Madonna oder Hip-Hop-Artists wie MF DOOM in ihre eigene Musik einzuflechten. Mit dem befreundeten Produzentenduo Tricky N Duke arbeitete sie gemeinsam an ersten Songideen, nach und nach brachte sie sich aber auch selbst bei, wie man produziert und Beats baut. 2022 erschien mit "Great Taste" eine erste EP, gefolgt von der "MSG" EP ein Jahr später.

Während Miso immer mehr Vertrauen in ihre Art Musik zu machen und den genreübergreifenden Sound gewann, feilte sie auch an ihren Live-Auftritten und spielte in der Vergangenheit bereits Support-Shows für Artists wie Thundercat, Marc Rebillet und Rejjie Snow. “I wanted to reclaim a childhood taunt by naming myself Miso Extra. I’m taking ownership of my heritage with this project, as well as celebrating the ‘extra’, overt side to myself.” Miso geht noch einen Schritt weiter und sieht ihre Musik als Teil des Misoverse - einem von Animes inspirierten kreativen Raum mit ihr selbst als Heldin der Geschichten.

Beflügelt von Filmen wie Hayao Miyazakis Spirited Away oder auch Poor Things von Yorgos Lanthimos, nimmt uns Miso Extra auf "Earcandy" mit auf eine Reise durch Themen wie Erwachsenwerden, Verletzlichkeit, Naivität und Selbstermächtigung, indem sie Genres wie K-Pop, UK-Garage, 80er-Jahre-Sounds und R&B zu einem anspruchsvollen und selbstbewussten Pop-Album verschmelzen lässt. “It’s about growing through your mistakes and not being afraid to get things wrong. There are some deep messages in there but it’s surrounded by sweet earcandy – that spoonful of sugar that helps the medicine go down.”

Die zwölf Songs wurden im Sommer 2024 mit Ricky Damian, dem Grammy-prämierten Engineer, der bereits mit Ezra Collective, Jorja Smith und Sampha arbeitete, in Damon Albarns Studio 13 geschrieben und aufgenommen. Gastbeiträge kommen von Metronomy, DJ Boring, A.K. Paul, MICHELLE und Tyson. Mit "Slow Down", "Good Kisses (feat. Metronomy)", "Certified" und dem zuletzt im Februar veröffentlichten "Ghostly" erschienen bereits vier Singleauskopplungen aus dem Album.

Tracklist "Earcandy": 01. Love Train 02. POP (prod. MICHELLE) 03. Good Kisses (feat. Metronomy) 04. Certified (prod. MICHELLE) 05. Playboi 06. Done. 07. Moshi Moshi (interlude) 08. Slow Down (prod. DJ Boring) 09. Ghostly (prod. A. K. Paul) 10. Don’t Care 11. Candy Crushin’ (feat. Tyson) 12. Earcandy Live: 05.06.2025 Berlin - Kantine am Berghain Booking: Goodlive

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Red (Taylor's Version)

Announced: June 18, 2021

Released: November 12, 2021

Genre: Country/Pop

TRACKLIST

 State of Grace (Taylor's Version) 4:55

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

2. Red (Taylor's Version) 3:43

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

3. Treacherous (Taylor's Version)  4:02

Written By: Taylor Swift, Dan Wilson

Produced By: Dan Wilson

4. I Knew You Were Trouble (Taylor's Version)  3:39

Written By: Taylor Swift, Max Martin, Johan Shellback

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe, Johan Shellback

5. All Too Well (Taylor's Version) 5:29

Written By: Taylor Swift, Liz Rose

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

6. 22 (Taylor's Version)  3:50

Written By: Taylor Swift, Max Martin, Johan Shellback

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe, Johan Shellback

7. I Almost Do (Taylor's Version)  4:04

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

8. We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together (Taylor's Version)  3:13

Written By: Taylor Swift, Max Martin, Johan Shellback

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Johan Shellback, Christopher Rowe

9. Stay Stay Stay (Taylor's Version)  3:25

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

10. The Last Time ft. Gary Lightbody (Taylor's Version) 4:59

Written By: Taylor Swift, Gary Lightbody, Jacknife Lee

Produced By: Jacknife Lee

11. Holy Ground (Taylor's Version) 3:22

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jeff Bhasker

12. Sad Beautiful Tragic (Taylor's Version)  4:44

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe, Paul Mirkovich

13. The Lucky One (Taylor's Version)  4:00

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Jeff Bhasker

14. Everything Has Changed ft. Ed Sheeran (Taylor's Version)  4:05

Written By: Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran

Produced By: Butch Walker

15. Starlight (Taylor's Version)  3:40

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe, Paul Mirkovich

16. Begin Again (Taylor's Version)  3:58

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

17. The Moment I Knew (Taylor's Version)  4:45

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

18. Come Back...Be Here (Taylor's Version)  3:43

Written By: Taylor Swift, Dan Wilson

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Dan Wilson

19. Girl At Home (Taylor's Version)  3:40

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Elvira Anderfjard

20. State of Grace (Acoustic Version) (Taylor's Version)  5:21

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

21. Ronan (Taylor's Version)  4:24

Written By: Taylor Swift, Maya Thompson

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe

22. Better Man (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  3:43

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Aaron Dessner

23. Nothing New ft. Phoebe Bridgers (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  4:18

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Aaron Dessner, Tony Berg

24. Babe (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  3:44

Written By: Taylor Swift, Patrick Monahan

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

25. Message in a Bottle (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  3:45

Written By: Taylor Swift, Max Martin, Johan Shellback

Produced By: Elvira Anderfjard, Shellback

26. *I Bet You Think About Me ft. Christ Stapleton (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  4:45

Written By: Taylor Swift, Lori McKenna

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Aaron Dessner

27. Forever Winter (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  3:13

Written By: Taylor Swift, Mark Foster

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

28. Run ft. Ed Sheeran (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  4:00

Written By: Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Aaron Dessner

29. The Very First Night (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  3:20

Written By: Taylor Swift, Amund Bjorklund, Espen Lind

Produced By: Espionage, Tim Blacksmith, Danny D

30. All Too Well (10 Minute Version) (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault]  10:13

Written By: Taylor Swift, Liz Rose

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

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31. Safe and Sound ft. Joy Williams and John Paul White (Taylor's Version)  3:59

Written By: Taylor Swift, John Paul White, Joy Williams, T Bone Burnett

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe, Paul Mirkovich

32. Eyes Open (Taylor's Version)  4:03

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Christopher Rowe, Paul Mirkovich

33. All Too Well (10 Minute Version) (Taylor's Version) [From The Vault] (Sad Girl Autumn Version) - Recorded at Long Pond Studios  9:58

Written By: Taylor Swift, Liz Rose

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Aaron Dessner

PROLOGUE

I’ve always said that the world is a different place for the heartbroken. It moves on a different axis, at a different speed. Time skips backwards and forwards fleetingly. The heartbroken might go through thousands of micro-emotions a day trying to figure out how to get through it without picking up the phone to hear that old familiar voice. In the land of heartbroken, moments of strength, independence, and devil-may-care rebellion are intricately woven togethеr with grief, paralyzing vulnerability and hopelеssness. Imagining your future might always take you on a detour back to the past. And this is all to say, that this is my version of Red.

Musically and lyrically, Red resembled a heartbroken person. It was all over the place, a fractured mosaic of feelings that somehow all fit together in the end. Happy, free, confused, lonely, devastated, euphoric, wild, and tortured by memories past. Like trying on pieces of a new life, I went into the studio and experimented with different sounds and collaborators. And I'm not sure if it was pouring my thoughts into this album, hearing thousands of your voices sing the lyrics back to me in passionate solidarity, or if it was simply time, but something was healed along the way.

Sometimes you need to talk it over (over and over and over) for it to ever really be… over. Like your friend who calls you in the middle of the night going on and on about their ex, I just couldn't stop writing. This will be the first time you hear all 30 songs that were meant to go on Red. And hey, one of them is even ten minutes long.

Sincerely, Taylor

[dequince]

deQuince.

- Don't Hate The Player Hate The Game -

00:00 ah week Hoe (Bonus Track)

01:36 This B*tch really think iGive ah F*ck

03:44 I'm Trynna Get ah Nudda

05:25 I'm not ah Rappah

07:27 Blizzard

09:29 They Luv Me

12:02 We at the Top

14:04 Fly by Night

16:09 She ain't ever felt like this before

(All Tracks Prod. By Vinxia)

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[wesagar1994]

Aerospace Interior Adhesive Market Size, Share, Trends, Growth Opportunities, Key Drivers and Competitive Outlook

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