#sans husband/j

[k1b0cyberspace]

Guess who got back into DR and now it's all I think about for the whole week (same with twst like SAVE ME FROM NAGITO BRAIN ROT!)

Drew tenko and forgot her hair was tied up sgkjf

[concretesweetner]

Art i made for the guy @the-fabled-void

[dinoisdizzy]

Ehe

Tiny little idiot babies under the cut vvv

Also yeah if any of the group have animal ears, Killer's behind it

Also also I genuinely thought about giving him bear ears already like ew get out of my head /j

[jadelemonadee]

do you ever have people online that just. frustrate you for no reason😭😭like this person didn’t do anything to me personally but whenever i see their comments or anything im just like oh it’s YOU again 😒😒😒

[silvashapeshifter]

tjis !!!!!! i saw it on Instagram and indeed this helped me understand the comic WAY BETTER !!!!

May we have some more Cross nuggets if you have any to spare at the moment?

No nuggets in this house, only full couse meals (18 page comic)

Anyway, I’m begging you guys to see the potential of Killer being like a protective asshole older brother to Cross 🙏🙏🙏

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱʟᴜᴛ | J. WY

» PAIRING : Wooyoung x f! Reader

» SYNOPSIS : The times when your aged-up husband fucked you dumb

» TROPE : Established relationship

» GENRE : Filthy smut

» WORD COUNT : 2k

» CONTENT/WARNINGS : Aged up! Wooyoung, Mob boss! Wooyoung, Age gap (10 years), dom/sub themes, face slapping, spanking, rough sex, degradation, dumbification, slut shaming, dacryphilia, voyeurism, Consensual filming, daddy kink, use of nicknames, possessiveness, public sex, breeding kink.

Despite what everyone assumed about your relationship with your ten-years older mob boss husband, you’d say the assumption of him being too old to fuck your pussy right was the most offensive one of all. To say Wooyoung had the bigger sex drive in your relationship, was more precise, for he fucked you in various different places, positions and times. And he managed to leave you practically broken every time, leaving himself to pick up the pieces and fix you up again just to fuck you into oblivion.

There is not a thing about you that is not hot for your mob boss husband, and he made sure to show you off just enough.

But no matter how blissfully Wooyoung fucked you into submission every time, you had to have some of the favourite times. Times when Wooyoung did nasty things to you, to satisfy his own lust.

Despite being oh so possessive over you, always making sure to leave his marks on you, Wooyoung surely loved showing you off to his mob members. Often taking pictures and videos that showed how he fucked you dumb into nothing but dumb puppy at his use.

So when he had your arms weakly wrapped around his shoulders, looking like you were minutes away from breaking in his hold as your pussy stretched to the maximum by his cock. He just had to take a video of his pretty wife. His left hand rested on your shoulder, pointing to the mirror for which you had your back facing. His other hand caressed your hair, ever so gently, before sliding down to your ass. You knew you had it coming when his hand squeezed your ass tightly, before pulling away to land a slap on your skin. “You think they are going to love your little whimpers, kitten?”

You barely realised you had turned into a whimpering mess when Wooyoung landed a continuous series of harsh spanks on your now red bottom. Wooyoung moved his hand back to your neck, pulling you away from the crook of his neck. He cursed at the way your face had turned red, little tears at the end of your eyes, clearly showing how much Wooyoung had teased you for the night.

Finally giving into your plea which had turned into a mantra for the night, he finally jerked his hips up, causing you to jump up in shock. “Seems like fingering my slut till her cum ran down my hands wasn’t enough, was it?” You finally break into a puddle of loud moans and whimpers. Leaving series of babbles at how good it felt and pathetic begs to fuck you hard.

Wooyoung sets his phone on the coffee table next to your couch, placing it as though to give it a perfect view of his dick hammering into you. “So much for training you into a good little slut, can’t even fucking handle being cockwarmed.” your face controls to protest back, “Was a good slut, daddy” but it barely makes it out coherently. Wooyoung leans down to press his lips against yours, gently kissing you, while his hips slapped against your ass. Only for him to pull away the next moment to land slaps across your face. “Let’s see what they will think about that, princess.”

The next morning, while you had your head rested against the thousand dollar pillows, Wooyoung slowly caressed his semi-hard cock, reading the messages San and Mingi sent.

Debating whether or not to fuck you awake, as his jealousy clawed at him despite a voice in the back of his head telling him to let you rest. In the end, he had you on your stomach, fucking you slow and deep as he snapped another picture.

Wooyoung

All mine to fuck. <3

If Wooyoung did not send anything to them, he would have them watch the both of you live. So for some odd reason whenever he took you to one of his club meetings, to ‘drink and have fun’, it mostly ended up with you on all fours to take him or his cock shoved down your throat while everyone either just watched or had their dicks out shamelessly masturbating to the sight.

And it was certainly odd that Wooyoung made you drink something before you go. But it was too much to care when your cunt dripped so wet, almost making a stain through your jean skirts. Knowing it was not a new thing for any of them to find you cock drunk, you decide to mount his thigh, not caring that a waiter was staring wide-eyed at you.

Your pussy rubbed against the friction of his jeans, your hips shamelessly bouncing you up and down on his thigh all while the room went silent. It is not a surprise when Wooyoung reaches up to your face to slap you, hard. The sound resonated throughout the room, but it did nothing to stop your hips from grinding down onto his thigh. “Fucking shameless. You look so pathetic right now, brat.”

There was barely any true malice evident in his tone, but oh the degrading words did not help your condition. “Don’t care, daddy. Want you to fuck me right now, please.” You draw out your plea, taking his hand to move it to your pussy. Wooyoung surprisingly leaned back as he let you continue your pathetic little stunt. You slide your wet folds over his thick fingers, messily trying to ride them.

Oh was the expression of utter disbelief looking good on his members as they try to wrap their minds around the current situation. Wooyoung’s eyes wander over to theirs, over your shoulder before your whine pulls his attention back to you. “Please daddy, pussy’s so wet for you, just want you to fuck me. Gonna be a good slut, please.” It wasn’t just Wooyoung who knew exactly how to break you, a pathetic series of begging and pouty whines from you was enough to make him have you on your back with your thighs pressed to your chest.

I mean, how could he ever deny his good little slut when she’s begging at his mercy? But he would be lying if he said he didn’t like overstimulating you in front of them either, to the point your hands almost come down to caress your pussy from the amount of abuse. Only for him to grab your arms and make you hold them up again as he leans down to lap at your swollen lips.

When you first started dating Wooyoung, he knew you were extremely inexperienced, for he was the first one to teach you how to suck a dick. So it was not a surprise for him to find out you were a pillow princess through and through despite years into your relationship. As much as it was supposed to bother him, Wooyoung liked the idea of you completely relying on him for pleasure.

And he for sure loved proving his theory. So when he found in deep slumber, all while your skirt rode up leaving your white panties on display for him. He just had to rub little circles on your clit to make it nice and wet for him, but applying minimal pressure so as to not wake you. But oh shoot! He had to leave to meet dealers at his house office minutes ago. Wooyoung felt so ‘guilty’ about leaving his princess all wet and ready, leaning down to kiss your thighs gently, “Be a good girl for daddy, okay?”

And thanks to the camera Wooyoung had set up in your bedroom, he could stalk your every movement when you woke up. Funny how he thought he would focus on anything that the dealers would say when the sight of desperately holding the vibrator against your pussy to find the spot, or your fingers trying to reach deep only for your attempts to go to vain.

Frustration was bubbling in your blood, your slick covered hands searching for your phone, hitting the top contact. As if on cue, Wooyoung heard his phone go off, and as soon as he picked it up, he was met with your frustrated pants. “Daddy! Where are you?” you didn’t mean the sentence to come out so bratty, but could you help it when you itched for a relief, down desperately. Wooyoung almost contemplated coming to you in an instant or leaving you hanging for a little longer. “Watch your tone, brat.” Wooyoung involuntarily raised his eyebrows, surprised at your outburst. There was an immediate whine on your end, almost sounding like a wail. “‘M so fucking wet daddy, really tried helping myself.” Wooyoung could hear the sobs coming up to your throat, and gosh did it make his cock harden in his briefs. Your fingers found their way back to your womanhood, grinning cause he loved watching you suffer a little too much.

“Maybe continue humping your little fingers just like that. And you’ll get to have daddy’s cock deep inside you again.” To say Wooyoung was shameless was an understatement. He absolutely had no hint of embarrassment in his tone for talking like that in front of everyone. Before you could let out another whine, he hung up on you, a subtle smirk hanging on his face as he set his phone down.

Wooyoung’s dick ached to be buried inside you, his eyes almost never leaving the screen except to answer some questions. So when Wooyoung finally walked past your bedroom door to find you only minutes later, to find you laying pliant on the bed. The sound of Wooyoung’s footsteps immediately had you on your knees, waiting for him like an obedient kitten. Knowing there was a plea in the tip of your tongue, his one hand moved down to wrap around your waist, while the other found home in between your thighs. The fluttering touch of his long fingers against your dripping folds had you moaning into the kiss.

“Such a tempting pussy.” Pulling away from your lips, he pushed you down on your back, hoisting your legs up and apart. His middle and ring finger slamming inside you without a warning, knocking the air out of your lungs as you gasp. Your face contorts into a fucked out expression that has Wooyoung grasping your neck tightly.

“So patient for daddy, weren’t you princess?” Your mouth formed an ‘o’, your eyes rolling back when his fingers penetrated the sweet spot over and over again. Moving his hand from your neck to push away hair gently, before tugging hard on it. “Dumb little mutt, your slutty pussy of yours can never get enough.”

Wooyoung pulled out his fingers just when a trail of liquid spurted out of you, causing your hips to twitch in place. “So fucking messy, you’re just a dumb little pet at my mercy.”

One thing about the way Wooyoung treated you while fucking you was he was unpredictable. His soft gentle touch on your body could turn into a harsh slap, hard enough to leave his hand imprint. But why did he do this? It was to simply see the way you would let out a little gasp, or the way tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to hold it in. but it was mostly for the latter. There was nothing Wooyoung wouldn’t do to see tears running down his pretty slut’s face, stinging your cheeks thanks to his harsh slaps.

But there was nothing unpredictable about Wooyoung when he caught sight of a rather younger guy, around your age, standing next to you at an absolute close proximity, his hand on your lower back which was exposed thanks to the deep cut in your dress. Anger was un understatement, to say the least. His hand grasped the back of your neck tightly to tug you back into his arms, his figure towering over you from behind. “As much as I hate to interrupt conversations, I believe my wife belongs with me.”

There were red marks of spanks and slaps, dark purple hickeys adorning your neck, and your abdomen almost bulged out thanks to being filled up by loads of cum twice in a row. It was safe to say you look the epitome of dishevelled mess. “Think that little fucker could fuck you this good? Think he can wear your pussy out like I do? Huh?“ his hand squeezed around your throat barely allowing you to respond, “No daddy, j-just you. O-only you can fuck m-me this hard.” Despite being pleased with your answer, his hand came down to swat at your bottom again. “My slut is so pleasing, maybe I should let you cum again.”

[littlefireball]

ᴄꜱ|[ᴍ]|ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ Qᴜɪᴄᴋ

ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɴ x ᴡɪꜰᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱᴍᴜᴛ||ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ|ʟᴏɴɢ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ|ᴏʀᴀʟ (ᴍ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ)|ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ꜱᴀɴ & ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ|ᴅᴏᴍ & ꜱᴜʙ (ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ, ꜱʟᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ)|ᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴇ.ɢ. ᴅᴏʟʟ|ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx|ᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ|ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ|ᴘ*ꜱꜱʏ ꜱᴍᴀᴄ��ɪɴɢ (ɴᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ)

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 5ᴋ

Summary: You were sprawled on the bed, watching your husband get ready for his meeting, and you just couldn't keep your hands to yourself. That's when San decided it was time to teach you a lesson.

San stood in front of a full-length mirror, clad only in pants, his chiseled chest on display as he meticulously prepared for the meeting ahead.

"Where'd you go?" You laid on the bed, your eyes drawn to his broad shoulders, imagining how satisfying it would be to dig your nails into them—

"I'm just putting on my shirt, sweetheart," he called out, pulling you from your thoughts. He caught your gaze in the mirror, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

"Doll, could you come over here and button up my shirt?" 

San asked, watching you eagerly hop off the bed. He chuckled at your eagerness, appreciating how quickly you responded to his request. He stood tall, his muscles subtly flexing as he waited.

"Hurry up though. I'll be late for the meeting." 

"Okok." You moved closer, your fingers quivering slightly as you helped him with the buttons.

"Thanks, doll" He said, feeling the familiar feeling of her hands on his chest. The suit hugged his muscular form perfectly, emphaszing every curve of his toned physique. 

San wrapped a tie around his neck, making sure it was just right before checking his clothes in the mirror. He walked over and pulled you close, giving you a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"I'll be a bit late, darling. It's a business meeting with my father," he said, his tone vague and casual. "It's just something we have to take care of. Nothing to worry about, alright?"

"Alright, just be careful," You smiled and nodded, rising onto your tiptoes to gently press your lips against his in a tender kiss.

He was taken aback by the unexpected kiss, yet he felt a thrill of pleasure. A soft, primal sound escaped him as your lips met his. His hands found their way to your hips, drawing you nearer until you were flush against him.

With a bold movement, his tongue explored your mouth, asserting itself as he intensified the kiss. Another low moan slipped from him before he finally pulled away, gasping for air.

"Y-You're going to get me all worked up now love." he muttered, his hands gripping your hips tighter.

You smirked at the effect you had on him, a mischievous glint in your eye.

"Let's go hm?" you teased, your fingers tracing a path along his jawline.

San groaned, his mind torn between the need to attend the meeting and the temptation to stay with you. "You're such a tease, you know that?" he murmured, burying his face in her neck and inhaling your scent.

"I could ditch the meeting and just stay here with you, doll." He pressed his lips against your neck, teasing the spot he had claimed the night before. A thrill coursed through you, igniting a cascade of shivers that danced along your spine. "But you know I can't do that, unfortunately."

"You know you have to go now or you'll be late," you gently reminded him, your grip on his hips firm but gentle.

"Why do you have to be right, doll…" San exhaled a frustrated breath, fighting the temptation to linger in his longing as he tightened his grip on your hip. His mind was a whirlwind, the way you held onto him pulling him away from his thoughts. All he could think about was wanting to stay home with you, rather than heading off to that damn meeting.

"Damn it."

You gently cradled his face, your thumbs softly gliding over his cheek. "I wait for you." 

He leaned into your hand, his expression relaxing. With his eyes gently closing, he savored the warmth of your soft touch against his skin. "You're too precious for this world." 

Despite his deep desire to remain by your side, San hesitated, pulling back just enough to plant a tender kiss on your forehead.

"I'll be back soon, okay? Just... try not to miss me too much, doll." He flashed a playful wink, attempting to maintain his composure, yet the longing in his eyes betrayed his true feelings about leaving.

So…as a  good wife, how can you not support your husband, right? A quick thought crosses your mind that you might regret later. Before clarity can settle in, your body instinctively reacts, lifting your knees just enough to press against his most sensitive area.

"W-" A rush of tingles spreads through him immediately. His eyes widened in surprise and his breath hitched. He let out a low guttural moan, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he placed a hand on top of her knee to stop her from moving it anymore.

"Love, are you trying to make me go crazy here?" He growled in a low voice, gripping your knee as he stared down at her with a gaze mix of hunger and annoyance.

You couldn't help but smirk at the effect you had on him, his reaction only fueling your playful banter. You let your knee pressed against his sensitive area just a bit harder before slowly pulling it away, relishing in the way he reacted.

"Maybe I'm just trying to keep you on your toes, darling," you replied, your voice tinged with a hint of mischief. "Can't have you getting too comfortable, can we?" You leaned in close, your breath hot against his ear as she whispered, "Besides, it's fun to see how worked up I can make you."

"You're playing dirty Doll. And I'm supposed to go to a meeting with a hard on now. How am I possibly gonna control that huh?"

He muttered incoherently under his breath, feeling his patience wearing thin as her teasing touch continued. He knew she was relishing in his flustered state, and the thought made him even more agitated. He couldn't believe he was powerless against her allure, and the fact that he had to attend a meeting in such a... compromised state only served to irritate him further.

"Hm? That's not my fault" You let out a soft chuckle, your fingers teasing him through the thin fabric of his pants. He shot you a glare, clearly annoyed by your nonchalant attitude. He knew you were fully aware of the effect you had on him.

"Of course not," he responded sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Just your innocent ministrations, making me all worked up before I have to attend a very important business meeting. And I'm clearly the one to blame for how my body reacts to you."

He huffed out a scoff at your comment, knowing that you enjoyed seeing him struggle to maintain composure.

With a deep inhale, he grabbed your wrist, gently pulling your hand away from him.

"You tease," he grumbled through clenched teeth, his grip on her hand firm but not painful. "You know exactly what you're doing. And you know damn well that I can't do this right now."

"Make it quick?"

"Doll, this is a very important meeting. I can't just rush through it." He rolled his eyes and sighed, his voice wavering a bit as he tried to convince himself that he had to attend.  "Ugh fine… I'll try to be quick. But you better be here waiting for me when I get back darling."

"No...i mean..."

"Babe..."

He gave her a warning look, his eyes following her every move. 

She ignored his grumble and went ahead to unzip his pants, leaving his breathing hitching with anticipation. He tried to focus on his logical side, knowing that he had to attend the important meeting. But his body was screaming for something else...

"Doll... You're playing a dangerous game here..." He tried to sound stern, but his voice was betraying him, shaky with desire. 

But his words fell into deaf ears. Your hand reached up to the waistband, pulling it down along the curve of his legs. His semi-hard cock stood up beneath the fabric which did nothing to hide his erection.

He stared down at her, the anticipation and lust evident in his eyes. San felt his body tremble as your lips brushed against the sensitive tip. It was a soft, gentle touch, but it was enough to take his breath away, his knuckles white with the effect to keep control. 

"W-We really shouldn't be doing this. I have a meeting to be at in 15 minutes… I have to leave soon."

His protest died on his lips as you sucked a bit. Instead, he finds himself moaning, body betraying him. He grabbed the edge of the counter in front of him, trying to find something to ground him, but it's no use. His mind is already clouded with desire, all rational thought slipping away.

You placed your palms on his thighs, your touch warm and gentle, before slowly drifting upwards. Your fingertips tracing small circles against his flesh, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. He could feel your breath against his skin, hot and tantalizing, as your lips moved along his length, your tongue darting out to taste him. 

"F-Fuck…we really really shouldn't be doing this…" San looked down at you, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and helplessness, he knew there was no resisting this temptation. 

You continued your ministrations, your mouth moving with an ease and confidence that was mesmerizing. His hands found their way to your hair, fingers winding into the strands as he tried to keep himself grounded. Your movements were precise, practiced, as you took him deeper into your mouth. Each move was calculated, designed to bring him to the brink of ecstasy and keep him there, teetering on the edge. 

"God…d-damn…."

He let out a low groan, his breathing getting heavier as he stared at her with intense eyes. He struggled to keep himself in check, fighting the urge to reach out. Every part of him wanted to take charge, to forget about the meeting and just go for it. But he held back, desperately trying to hang on to the little bit of self-control he had left.

"P-Please… Doll I can't….ah… I can't take it…" He moaned, barely able to get the words out of his mouth. "I-I have to go to the meeting…."

You only let out a smirk, increasing the pressure and moving your head back and forth, taking him deep into your throat. Your mouth moved with a purpose, your tongue swirling around him, applying the perfect amount of pressure. He could feel your every movement, every shift of your mouth and tongue. 

"Please… you're killing me here." He gasped, his body shaking with all that bottled-up longing. It was a real battle to maintain control, and with every second that ticked by, he felt himself slipping further away.

"I-I gotta go to the meeting Doll… I…" He was barely able to form proper sentences, his brain completely overwhelmed and taken over by desire. He couldn't think, couldn't focus on anything except the sensations coursing through his body. His mind was consumed by the pleasure she was giving him, his body responding to her every touch as if it had a mind of it.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

"F-Fine… f-fuck the meeting…" He cursed, a guttural moan leaving his mouth as he finally lost all sense of control. San suddenly thrust forward, colliding your throat deep and hard. You couldn't help but moan as his hips moved against you, the rough gesture causing you to stumble back. You quickly steadied yourself, his grip never leaving you back in for more. 

He pulled you closer, guiding you to take more of him. He was no longer concerned with being gentlemanly, his actions rough and needy, desperate for more. You could feel the power in his actions, the way he was completely lost in the moment, and you couldn't get enough of it. It was a thrill, a rush, to be able to bring you two to the peak.

A shaky moan left your lips as his tip touched the depth of your throat, as a surge of agony and queasiness crashed over you, causing your stomach to twist and turn. Tears gathered at the edges of your eyes, while a dull ache spread through your mouth. You could only bear it in silence as he continued to push his length deeper and deeper.  Slowly, you found yourself slipping from control, and he took charge, tugging at your hair to guide your head back and forth.

San groaned as the rush of sensations finally took over, a wave of pleasure coursing through his body. He let out a shaky moan, his head tipping back as he lost control. He pushed you down, the roughness and force of his gesture taking you both by surprise, as he came, your mouth filling with his essence. It took a few moments for him to recover, his body shaking as he pulled you up to force you to look at him. His finger traced the outline of your lips, wiping away the pre-cum on it. 

"Spit it out" San's voice was rough and hoarse as he softly commanded. You looked at him for a moment, your mind still dazed by the intense emotions surging through you, before reluctantly obeying. You leaned forward, and with a slight nod, you let his release leave your mouth, spitting it out onto the floor.

"Look at how you are messing your dress." he smirked and you found yourself looking down, realizing that his release had covered half of your dress, it was sticking to your body. You could see the white, warm liquid staining your dress, the sight causing a heat to rise in your cheeks.

"You're mine, and I can't have you staining like this, can I?" he said, his tone possessive. "I have to punish you for it."

San looked at you with a possessive gleam in his eyes as he dropped his shirt to the ground, making quick work of his pants. He moved towards you, his body on full display, muscles prominent and abs defined.

"Get on the bed." he said, in a commanding tone. "You're mine and you're not leaving this room anytime soon."

You took a deep breath, a whirlwind of thrill and anxiety swirling within you at his words. An undeniable attraction pulled you closer, and before you knew it, you were following his lead, making your way to the bed. 

"Undress." He stood across from you, watching you intently as he issued the command. 

You could feel his gaze on your body as you slowly complied, your fingers trembling slightly as you began to unbutton your dress. He watched, his eyes never leaving you, his expression unreadable.

Without waiting, he suddenly pushed you down, making you gasp at surprise. San was on top of you in an instant, his weight pressing you into the mattress, leaving no room to escape.

"Tease me and toy me like that, huh?" His voice was low, a deep timbre that sent heat straight to your core. He leaned down, his body pressing even further into you, as he continued, "I won't let you get away with this so easily Doll." 

He guided his tip against your core, rubbing your entrance up and down and making sure his cum soaked your whole clit. A breathy moan left your lips as your body responded to his touch. The heat radiated from your core drove you insane.

"You're so soft," he whispered, his voice hoarse and laced with desire. "So wet for me. Don't you want more?"

"If you want more you have to ask nicely" He looked deep into your eyes and smiled. 

"Please," you whispered, the word leaving your lips softly, "I want more."

"Good girl... " he spoke in a raspy tone, he leaned forward, the heat between them growing more intense. "That's what Daddy likes to hear." His breath was hot on your skin as he leaned in closer. "You want me to make you feel good, don't you baby?"

"Yes…yes…please…"

"But who is the brat huh? Make me can't attend the meeting and have to punish the slut." His hand wraps around your throat, gripping you softly. "You're a naughty little brat, aren't you. Teasing me and making it harder for me to concentrate. Do you think punishments are fun? Is that why you act up like this?"

San leaned in a bit, his mouth just inches from your ear as he whispered, "I can't have you causing distractions like that, can I? Maybe you need a reminder of who's in charge here."

He tightened his grip on your neck, just tight enough to cut off your oxygen slightly, as he kissed along your jawline and onto your neck, his teeth grazing lightly against your skin. "I need to make sure you understand who you belong to, and what happens when you act out."

With a strangled groan, he snapped his hip and thrusted his length into your wetness, filling you full in sudden move. 

"Fuckkk!!San!!" Your scream was muffled as his grip suddenly tightening, he tried to hold back from just plunging into you right then and there. 

"Don't you dare be loud." He growled, his hand moving to cover your mouth. "And.Don't.Fucking.Move" He landed a smack playfully on your backside, a sharp crack sounding through the room.

"You need to be quiet, doll. If you don't, I'll have to find a way to keep you quiet."

After a few seconds that felt like a whole minute, and you still hadn't moved even a muscle, his grip loosened around your neck slightly but only to grip both of your wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head.

His body pressed against yours, his hot breath on your neck sending shivers down your spine. His words were lost in a low moan, and without warning, he started to move with a sudden force and intensity that took your breath away. Each thrust was deep and powerful, his body rocking against yours with a hunger that was impossible to ignore. 

Every muscle of his tense and taut, his movements rough and almost savage in their intensity. You could feel the power and force behind each stroke, making everything else in the world fade away except for him and what he brought to you. 

His grip on your wrists, along with how he was moving his lower body against yours, made you moan in desire and anticipation. His mouth was on your throat once more, his teeth grazing and biting at the sensitive skin there, leaving marks you knew would be there tomorrow but you couldn't bring yourself to care. Not right now, anyway. All that mattered was this moment, the way he was making you feel, and the intensity of the desire coursing through both of you.

Suddenly, San's phone rang because he was absent from the meeting. San cursed under his breath as the ringtone cut through the air, the sound of the phone ringing loud in your ears.

"Damn it…Keep quiet, doll" He reached for his phone on the bedside table. In the time it took him to answer, he shot you a glance, his expression a mix of irritation and desire.

You nodded and looked at him and picked up the phone. "Yeah?" 

You took the opportunity to gather yourself, trying to catch your breath and regain some composure. But it was difficult with him right there. He pushed himself forward, sinking into you slowly, inch by inch, a smirk tugging on his lips even if his tone was still brusque. 

"There's a serious traffic jam here. Sorry for informing you too late." he said into the phone, his voice betraying nothing of what was going on. You could feel the smirk on his face as he spoke, and it only made the heat between you grow. He was doing this on purpose, and you hated how much it turned you on.

Without a warning, he collided to your depth, hitting your sweet spot dead on. You were caught off-guard by the sudden and hard thrust, your head falling back and eyes closing. He smirked as your response to him, his tone still cool on the phone but his eyes locked on you. As if he did it on purpose, he repeated it one more time but it was harder and deeper. 

"Mmph…!!" Before a moan could let out, you immediately covered your mouth. His expression quickly changed as he realized that you had broken the rule he set.

"I'll be there" He hung up the phone, shifting his gaze on you. He moved closer, his body enveloping yours, his hand grabbing your chin and making you meet his gaze.

"I told you to be quiet, didn't I?" His tone was low, a dangerous edge to it. "But you didn't listen, did you?" He whispered, his hand moving up to your neck, his grip firm. "Now, Doll, you know what that means."

His fingers wrapped around your throat, not tight but just enough to remind you who was in control. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against your skin. "You disobeyed me, broke the rule I set in place."

His hand came down hard, a sharp smack landing on your ass. It stung, but it also sent a jolt of pleasure through you. You let out a gasp, your eyes wide as you tried to wrap your head around the complex mix of emotions flooding through you. San was in complete control, and he was making sure you felt it, both physically and mentally.

"Do you understand?" He asked, his hand coming down again, harder this time. "Do you understand what you did?"

You moaned, unable to respond, your body shaking with need. 

"Use your words" He snapped, leaving a red mark on your skin. The tingling and hot sensations mixed together. "I ask you a question, brat."

"Yes…I should be quiet…but I broke the rule…" You whimpered. 

"Good." He smirked. "Now be a good girl and take your punishment." He whispered into your ear and you nodded obediently. "I'll be a good girl and take my punishment."

"Count."

"One…" You called out with your eyes closed, your body shaking with anticipation and excitement as his hand met your ass again. He could feel your body quivering, could listen to your voice mixing with lust. He loved seeing you so completely at his mercy. 

"Two…" You counted, the words slipping from your lips with a mixture of fear and desire. He smirked, his hand landing with a sharp thud. "Three." You gasped, the sting and the heat radiating through your body. It hurt, but it was a good hurt, a reminder of who was in charge.

"Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…" You were close to your breaking point, the line between punishment and pleasure so thin that you weren't sure which side you were on. 

"Ten..!!" You gasped out, the last one was the hardest one and you were feeling all over the place. "Thank you" 

He took a moment to take in the sight of you, your body red and marked by his hand, your eyes filled with something between pain and pleasure. He ran his fingers gently over the marks he left on your body, his touch both tender and possessive. 

"You took your punishment well," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I know you loved it." You know he's right, you did love it, loved being marked as his, loved being completely at his mercy. "Now are you going to be a good girl and listen to me?"

You nodded, your breathing ragged and your body still shaking slightly. "Yes, I'll be a good girl,"

"Good girl." He praised, his hand coming up to cup your chin, his touch gentle now. "Now let daddy take care of you." 

"Yes, please." 

He began to move, slowly at first, his movements measured and controlled. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through your body, making your toes curl. He captured your mouth in a kiss. It was deep and passionate, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth as if he was claiming you all over again. Your hands instinctively moved to wrap around his neck, drawing him closer, your body arching against his.

The kiss deepened, your bodies melting together, becoming one entity. His touch was rough, yet tender, his hands roaming over your body, leaving a trail of fire wherever they went.

He broke the kiss, but his hand was already gripping your throat, his hold both possessive and gentle. He looked down at you, his eyes clouded with desire and need.

"Do you want this?" he whispered, his voice low and rough.

You couldn't find your words, so you nodded frantically, your breath coming in ragged gasps. The words were caught in your throat, but your body was screaming yes.

San smirked at your response, his grip on your throat tightening ever so slightly. "Good girl." He said, his voice a low growl. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

He moved with a steady and rhythmic pace, his grip on your throat keeping you in place, his other hand roaming over your body, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. Every nerve ending was ablaze, every inch of your skin was on fire, and you were losing yourself in the sensations he was giving you.

His name was a moan on your lips, a prayer and a curse all at once. Your body was his, his to do with as he pleased, and you loved it, loved the way he was making you feel, loved the way he was making you his own.

"San…please…I'm close…" 

"Not yet." His voice was a low growl, his grip on your throat tightening just a bit more, just enough to keep you teetering on the edge. "I'm not done with you yet. Not even lose"

You whimpered, your body trembling with the effort to hold back, your hands clawing at his back, trying to find a way to express the overwhelming emotions coursing through you. It was too much, too intense, and you couldn't hold back much longer.

"Please…" you begged again, the need in you growing. "Please, I can't take it anymore." 

"Beg me" He demanded in a rough tone and his grip on your throat tighter, kept thrusting rough and deep. "Beg me to let you come." 

"Please let me come, San. I beg you"

"Good girl." He whispered, his voice a low rumble. "You beg so prettily."

""Please, San...I can't take it anymore."

He let out a low laugh, his grip on your throat completely letting go, his fingers now trailing down your body, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. "You're such a needy little thing, aren't you?"

You could only nod, your body arching into his touch, a low moan escaping your lips as his hand moved lower, slowly and teasingly.

"You're mine to do with as I please. Remember that."

"Yes, yes, I'm yours. I'm all yours."

"That's right." He growled, his grips on your hips tighter. "You belong to me and I'm going to give you what you need. You just have to be patient and listen to me." 

He switched to rougher, his touch becoming more demanding, more possessive. His hands moved from a slow, teasing pace to a fast, demanding one. His body moved against yours with more force, his grip on you tight and unyielding. 

His hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of your body, taking what he wanted, what he owned. Your body responded to his touch, arching into him, a moan escaping your lips as the sensations overwhelmed you.

"Come." He commanded. 

You were on the edge, your body trembling with need, your mind a mess of desire. Every nerve ending was ablaze with heat, every inch of your skin was on fire. His words were like a trigger, and you were ready to fall over the edge.

"Now." He added, his hand gripping your hip, his grip almost bruising in its intensity.

You were lost in the sensations, your body coiled so tightly, all it would take was one little push. "Please, San..." You managed to say, your voice a ragged moan.

"Do it." He whispered against your ear, his breath hot and ragged. "Let go. Come for me, my good girl."

His words were like a trigger, pushing you over the edge. Your body convulsed, a wave of pleasure crashing over you, leaving you shuddering and quivering in its wake. After you reached climax, a hot sensation followed by. His sticky, hot white seed poured out from the tip as the long throaty moan came out from his tongue. 

"What a sweet little thing you are," he murmured, his lips trailing lazily over your neck, his hand stroking your hair tenderly. "You did so well. My good girl."

You snuggled closer to him, burying your face in the crook of his neck, your body still trembling in the aftermath of your release.

"I guess I have to go to the meeting now…fuck it" 

"ahh…Can you not go…? Just stay here, please?" You groaned, not wanting him to leave.

"I know, I know, you don't want me to go." San chuckled, his hand coming up to cup your chin, his grip gentle but firm. "But I'll be back soon. You'll be a good girl and wait for me, right?"

"Fine…" You nodded with a pout, your eyes wide and pleading. "That's my sweet girl." San leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. 

"I promise I won't be gone long. Just be patient with me, alright?" 

"Okay…" 

"Good girl…" He pressed his lips on yours again. "Because you know I still have many things I haven't done for you yet..." He whispered against your ear, nipping your earlobe slightly before he pulled out to grab his shirt and pants. 

As he finished getting dressed, he turned back to you, his eyes roving over your body, taking you in. "Darling, that's a promise and a swear." 

"I'll make sure I'll take you again and again…" He pecked at your forehand before he left. 

And of course, your husband never broke promise.

tag list: @angelsaway, @yeosangcutie0615, @monsta-x-jagi, @sunnysidesins

[mknae-jongho]

Special day

Summary: It’s your husbands’ birthday meaning he’s off work today and you’ll have all the free time you want. Since it’s his birthday you want to do some special for him.Its a day he may never forget!!

Genre:Fluff,smut

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : established relationship, idolhusbandChoiSan, Wife!femreader,teasing, pet-names (jagiya, sweetie, sannie, baby), explicit content, blindfolding, praise, cunnilingus, fingering, love-making, rough sex, unprotected sex (Stay protected pls), cussing; banging against the wall and mattresses/bed squeaking, choking, spitting, manhandling, just a good fuck and tuck.

Ps:ITS SANNIE BIRTHDAY, my mann is growing on me👏🏽😭. Since it’s his birthday i wanna do a little something special for ya!! He is 25 omg, but anyways Happy birthday sannie.😘

J pov

—Hyung don’t you think it’s a little too early, it’s freaking 7:30 i’m the morning.— shaking your head as you continued to push the shopping cart. —Janae we have to be up early if we want the surprise to turn out how we want it y’know.— Hongjoong adding the birthday supplies into the cart.

—yeah but still, im still a little tired.— seeing that joongie payed you no mind you just got on your phone to pass time.

—Hey joong umm sannie just texted me.— you looked up to see him already looking at you before he walked towards. —What did he say?—Opening up your phone you showed him the message as you began typing.

Sannie🏔️:jagiya?

You: yes baby?

Sannie🏔️: where are you? it’s early and i don’t see you here.

Looking at hongjoong for help as you don’t know what to say . —Don’t look at me.— shrugging his shoulders with his hands on either side. —Joongie what am i going to say ? technically it’s your fault.— He looked at you with one hand on his chest with a face expression of offense.

—Just tell him you’ll be there soon.—

—But what if..okay— as you do what you’re told but sannie just kept texting, which isn’t shocking.

Sannie🏔️: where are you tho it’s early.

Hello??

Baby😢.

You: Sannie pls baby, I’ll be there soon i’m otw i promise.

Sannie🏔️: Okay i guess.

—okay he stopped texting now.— you guys make it to check out to pay for everything, while you guys got settled into the car you called Wooyoung.

OTP: -woo?-

—janae where are you san is getting on my last nerves.—

—i’m so sorry woo, we’re planning a surprise party for san and i need you guys to get him out the house for a while;while we set up the party.Pls woo?—

—where do i take him?—

—Anywhere woo just get him away from home.—

—Okay i got you.—

—thank baby.—

-your welcome janae now hurry.—

With that the call ended. —Okay joong i got woo & the other guys to take san out so we can set things up at home.— hooking your phone up to the bluetooth.— Great because we’re bout 5 mins away.

——————————————————————————————

—JOONG HURRY!— turning around giving you a side eye. —Don’t give me no side eye.— taking the cake out of the fridge, you placed the candles on top. —Janae go get ready ill finish this up.— taking the rest of the candles out your hands thanking him before heading towards you & sannie shared room.

J pov

After taking me a quick shower and putting on my lingerie i received a ft call from sannie.

—Fuck.— in panic mode i happened to find a robe nearby that i rushed to put on. Setting my phone up straightening my hair up a little bit i answered the phone.

Sannie🏔️:Took you a minute to answer.

You: yeah i’m sorry i just got out the shower.

Sannie🏔️: So.. does today seem special to you?

Knowing what he mean i pretended to act oblivious.

You: Umm no, i don’t think so.. is it supposed too?

Sannie🏔️: Jagiya? are you serious?

My baby look so sad rn i just wanna kiss him all over his face and tell him how sorry i am but i can’t! not rn.

You: What?

Sannie🏔️: You really did forget.

uh ohh..😬

You: What baby?

Sannie🏔️: Nvm, we’re otw i’ll see you when we’ve arrived i guess.

You: okay baby i love you.

Sannie🏔️: Mk.

With that being the last thing said, the call ended. San always says i love you back…unless he’s pissed😬…oops.

knocked back into your senses you see joongie walking towards your room.

—Hey they are right down the street did you find something to wear?— Standing up, you walked towards your closet to pick out a black bodysuit — Yeah just let me put it on.— Closing your closet door your hear joong yell from outside.—Come downstairs when you’re done.— you hear him leaving and the door closed behind him.

Rushed putting on my clothes i spray sannie fav perfume before running over to my full body mirror in the corner of the room to check myself out. Grabbing my phone i took a couple a pics to post before going down stairs.

—Okay i just got off the phone with hwa , they’re here.— He ran to cut off the lights while i hid behind the couch. Shortly after we’re both hidden, the boys walked through the door.

—woo did she really forget?— aww he sound so sad. —San i don’t know you’ll have to talk with her.— Joong gave me two taps on my thigh indicating to get ready. counting down from three in my head.

3…..2…..1….

—SURPRISE!!— the lights flickered back on as the boys including hovering around him, But his eyes stayed contact with you as left to go get the cake.

………

While the members sat in the living room watching television and chatting with each other, you felt two arms hug around your waist with a head in between your neck. Turning around wrapping your arms around his neck you kiss him a couple times while his arms gets tighter around you. —I thought you forgot my birthday.— he mumbled into the kiss before pulling away.

-No baby i would never, i just didn’t wanna ruin the surprise we had planned for you.— placing a finger underneath his chin rilling him in for another kiss.

It continues for a while with his hands gripping your ass lifting one leg up placing his bulge on your covered cunt before grinding into you slowly while one hand is on your neck.

—okay baby that enough for rn.— pushing him back while he let out a little whine. —How about you go tell the boys that it’s time to eat?— he stared at you for a while before shaking his head in agreement stealing a kiss from you before runnin off to the boys.

J pov

i watched as he left to go over to the boys. he’s just so sweet and deserves so much love. Knocking myself out of my daze, i turned to get everything ready and put food and cake on each person plate.

—Baby the plates are ready.— i yelled while placing each plate on the table for everyone to grab. They came in all at the same time to get their food & they all gave their thanks.

San pov

—Mmh, this food is so good..— i watched as the members agreed with me, some even slapped their head back.

I saw as my jagiya left out the kitchen with her plate in her hand and walked towards the living room where we were.

—hey baby.— she pinched my cheek before sitting down on the couch behind me. —Hii.— she said looking down at me.

I got up to sit down beside her on the couch before leaning in the place a kiss on her lips.

—Ya’know baby, i thought you’ve forgotten about my birthday.— i told her with a pout. — Like i told you before, i would never san.— she grabbed my face and gave me a couple pecks.

Her lips is so addicting, i’ve got so caught up in the moment that i didn’t realize that the room have gotten so quiet until my jagiya pulled away.

—Finally, you guys go get a room.— Woo young yelled hitting me in the back of my head.

—who wants to play mario cart?— Mingi shouted wanted to change the subject.

The guys all agreed while i just sat there. I want one last thing for my birthday, i just gotta plan how to get it.

J pov

Watching the guys play mario cart as i’m patiently waiting for my turn, san left to go grab a blanket as he claim that he’s “cold”.

Leaning my head back onto the arm rest, san made his way back into the room and layed down on top on me while placing the blanket on top.

—San baby you’re heavy.— Wrapping your arms around his neck, you gently draw circles on his back.

He rises up slightly placing your legs around his waist as he placed his arms over your head. He lean down to kiss you softly with doing so, only soon turned heated —I want you. i just want you for my birthday.— he moaned softly with grinding on my cloth clit.

—babe the boys are around!— i whispered but loud enough for only him to hear .

—Let’s go to the bedroom baby pls, i need you. please.— he whined putting his head between my neck placing soft wet kisses.

—Umm guys, me & san are heading to bed goodnight.— i watched as the boys faces are confused but continued to play the game while i grabbed sannie, making our way to our shared bedroom.

As we entered the room making sure the door is locked. San pushed you against the wall kissing you roughly.

—Fuck i need you janae.— he pulled back to remove his shirt and his pants only leaving on his boxers.—Come here baby girl.— You walked towards him as he sat on the edge of the bed waiting for you. He pulled you towards him softly before saying,—you look so good baby but i need you to take this off for me, hmm?— He gave your ass a soft squeeze before giving it a spank.

Backing away, you slowly remove your bodysuit and as you removed it, you saw san get up from the bed and walked behind you. You felt him grab your waist as you removed the bodysuit from your body, leaving you in your matching purple lingerie set you wanted to surprise him with.

—Sit on the bed sannie, i wanna give you something special tonight.— pushing him back onto the bed you walked towards your dresser pulling out a blindfold. Walking back towards him you got in his lap tying the blindfold around his head.

—Just relax and enjoy baby.— you push him back softly as he put his hands behind his head biting his bottom lip.

Your hands softly rubbed against his chest rubbing down to his stomach and then his v-line. You hear as his breathing became heavy and his hips grind up wanting to feel any friction.

—jagiya pls.— he removed one of his hands from behind his head to grab the waistband of his boxers tugging softly, licking his lips. Lifting your hips up you grabbed his boxers before dragging them down his legs. You climbed back on top of him seeing his reddened tip as it dripped precum.

Grabbing his dick, you slowly moved your hand upward and downwards seeing as he twitched in your hand. You stick your tongue out, softly licking the tip swallowing the precum before closing your mouth around his tip sucking softly moaning against it from the taste.

—Fuck jagiya,— he groaned putting one hand in your hair making a ponytail form before pushing your head down softly. — go lower baby.— he told you in a low tone which sent chills down your spine onto your dripping core.

Doing as you’re told, you began to go lower and lower until all of him is in your mouth. —mmhhh, feels so good baby, fuck keep sucking.— his grip on your hair tighten as he legs started shaking a little.

—Daddy’s gonna come soon. Fuckkkk babygirl.— he held your head still as he began thrusting up going deep down your throat. Hearing you gagging is bringing him on edge as his moans getting louder. Shortly after, you felt his hot steamy cum run down your throat as you started drinking his cum.

Taking the blindfold off of him, you climbed back into his lap before locking your lips onto his as he griped your waist tearing your underwear off. He lined his tip at your entrance as grabbed your throat with his free hand.

Entering slowly for you to adjust to his size, he made eye contact with you before speaking. —Gonna fuck you so good jagiya all you’re gonna remember is my name.— He said against your lips. Catching you off guard he suddenly thrust deep inside your core leaving an expression on your face making him smirk.

—Fuck sannie.— You moaned softly as you grabbed his bicep to hold onto something from the extreme pleasure. He gripped your hips harshly fucking into you hard before giving you a couple of harsh spanks. His grip still on your neck he pulled you towards him to locking your lips together before biting and sucking onto your bottom lip.

—You like that, hmm? Feels good baby?— kiss you softly. —Yess sannie, fuck you fucking me so good babyy, omggg.— moaning loudly as he flipped you over leaving him to be on top. —Who do you belong to? hmm?— Seeing as your moaning loudly and can’t speak correctly, He thrust into you harshly bringing you back onto earth before asking again.

—Answer me sweetie.— Giving you another harsh thrust, he gripped your chin lifting your head up to looking at him biting his lip. Giving you another hard thrust, your eyes closed and rolled to the back of your head as you began to scratch his back mouth hanging open.

—Who do you belong to hmm?— he began fucking you at a fast pace while still gripping your chin shaking your face a little to bring you back. He spat in your face and your mouth slapping you slightly. He grabbed your legs closing them to place them on your chest leaning forward to hit deeper inside you. You both moaned louder from the position

—jagiya,— gripping your hair harshly while giving your ass a hard spank. —I’ll ask again hmm?—spanking you again as his pace sped up making the bed squeaky and bang against the wall multiple times. —who.do.you.belong.too? hmm? hmm jagiya?— he place a hand on your stomach and press against it softly and felt his bulge in your stomach.

—i belong to you sannie, fuckkkk i belong to you. I can’t take it baby, slow do— Your cut off by him going faster inside you.

—i’m gonna cum babygirl.— he slowed down but his thrust is still hard. he spread your legs a little to place his thumb onto your clit rubbing in small circles. You moaned loudly as you felt your stomach tightened up and your legs shook.—fuck cum for me baby. i know you want too.— You went over edge and came all over san and your stomach, your juices rolled onto the bed as your legs shook fiercely before san pulled out as you moan loudly from the emptiness.

He went down on you spreading your legs wider before sticking his tongue out licking your clit softly. Your legs shake from overstimulation as he looked up at you watching your expressions before suddenly sucking harshly.

Your legs closed around his head tightly but soon was forced open. he began eating you out, licking, sucking, whatever he knew that made you feel good. You felt like you were going to explode from too much pleasure. moving your hand down you pushing his head away from you as your slowly climbed up.He sat up a little dragging you down by your thighs before placing his head back between your legs. your hands still moving to push him off as your moaning loudly. He suck harshly making you grip his hair hard.

He grabbed your wrist holding them against your stomach while still sucking. Feeling the mixer and pain and pleasure, you put your feet on his shoulders kicking back softly. Going nowhere he still sucking on your clit harshly before removing his head. A string on drool still connected ,he held your wrist with one hand to free one of his hands and placed two of his fingers at your entrance.

You looked down at him with your hair messy and your body sweaty, you see him looking at you before entering his fingers inside you gunning in and out. He smirked up at you while speeding his pace up. —Look at you jagiya, you look a mess. You’re taking what daddy’s giving you so well.— while fingering you, he attached his lip back on your clit licking and sucking. Sped his pace up, the room became quiet with nothing heard but the squelching noise that’s between your legs and the sucking and slurping noise from san.

Moaning loudly your legs shook harshly as you squirt over his face. Still fingering you through your climax. He looked back up at you before pulling his fingers out giving you a spank on the cheek. He leaned up to place his lips onto yours slipping his tongue into your mouth. placing his hand on your throat squeezing softly as he grinding onto you making you moan, he looked into your eyes before saying,— i’m not done with you yet baby, but your doing do well for me don’t ya think? hmm?— moving your hair from your sweaty face.— we’re almost done baby m’kay.—

Pecking your lips softly he grabbed your arm harshly before turning you onto your stomach. Slapping your ass a couple of times before grabbing your hips lifting you up. He spread your legs leaning down to kiss and lick your clit a couple of times gripping your ass. Leaning up he lined his tip up at your entrance before thrusting in harshly. Holding on to the sheets you moan loudly in a trance while he gripped your hips going faster.

—fuck baby, you feel so fucking good. just wanna fuck this pussy all day hmm.— one of his hands reached forward to grab your neck while the other one pulled your hair which made your head lean back and your back arched deeply. your hands reached up in the air unable to grab anything while tears run down your face and drool falling from your face.

— haha, if only you could see yourself jagiya, what a mess you are on my dick baby. Fucking you so good baby, what’s my name hmm?— thrust into you harder and faster your toes began to curl up as your eyes rolled back into the back of your head as your yelled san name out loud sounding like a trance. —fuck i’m gonna come babygirl. are you gonna come with daddy baby? hmm? like a good girl your gonna come for daddy?— speeding up his pace he put his index finger and his middle finger in your mouth making you choke on it.

Your juice squirts out and you’re getting closer and closer. San spanks your ass again harshly and placed his hand in the middle of your back pushing you down to go deeper. His cock began twitching inside of you as he leaned forward laying his chest on your back so your chest on laying on the bed. He thrust into you harshly as he put his hand over your mouth to hush you. He started making marks in your neck and your back leaving hickeys.

He grabbed your hair with the same hand that was over your mouth and pulled your head back before connecting your lips leaving sloppy kisses while still thrusting into you. —i’m cumming, im cumming baby fuckkkkk. IM CUMMING.— he stopped his paced as he shot his hot load into you as his legs shook. you both moaning together while he held you tight grinding a little to empty himself slowly pulling out laying beside you as you both breathe heavily.

—Happy birthday sannie.— wrapping your arm across his chest leaning up to place a soft kiss on his lips which he softly returned. Having a soft and sweet make out for a while he pulled back slightly before saying, — Thanks jagiya, i’ve gotten the best gift i could ask for, from my beautiful wife.

You both lied there in a comfortable silence before getting up grabbing his hand softly. — Let’s go get cleaned up baby.— He follows behind you with his hands around your waist as his head in your neck placing soft light kisses as you made it inside your bathroom bending down to cut your shower water on. You felt something hard against your ass as you felt him grind softly.

—Really sannie?.— reaching up to slap him softly against his chest. —Sorry jagiya, you’re just so hard to resist.— kissing your neck walking back until you’re bout under the shower head.

—I love you jagiya.—

—i love you too.—

—it’s a special day hmm?—

Yes it is…The End

A/N:Im sorry for any mistakes that are made while writing. If there are anything that’s misspelled i’m sorry forgive me😭. I’m a little late on posting this for my husband’s birthday but i’m posting it now.👏🏽👏🏽

Happy birthday sannie🏔️💕.

𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖟 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

[kurooandkenmasslut]

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐗 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎: 𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝒃𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕? 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄'𝐒..

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿˢ ˢᵐᵘᵗ, ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢʸ, ⁿᵃⁿᵃᵐⁱ ⁱˢ ᵃ ˡⁱˡ ᵖᵒˢˢᵉˢⁱᵛᵉ, ᵍᵒʲᵒ, ᵃ ˡⁱˡ ᵒᵛᵉʳˢᵗⁱᵐᵘˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ, ⁿᵃⁿᵃᵐⁱ ᵗⁱᵉˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ, ᵖʳᵉᵍⁿᵃⁿᶜʸ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ& ˡⁱˡ ᵐᵃᵈ ⁿᵃⁿᵃᵐⁱⁿ 🥰 ʲˢ ᵃ ˡⁱˡ ᵈʳᵃᵇᵇˡᵉ ᵐʸ ᵇˢᶠ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ˡᵐᵃᵒᵒ & ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱᶠ ⁱ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˣˣ

𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒, 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒, 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 & 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃.

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

𝐌𝐘 alarm rang out throughout the room, making me quickly shut it off before my wife, Y/N, the sleeping beauty, wakes up. she isn't much of a morning person.

slowly walking to the bathroom to freshen up, I thought about the work I'll have to do today. The soft bristles against my teeth was slowly waking me up. Washing my face, i recalled Gojo-san informing me yesterday on the mountain of work I'll have to do, making me groan for the reminder. The usual.

going back to the bedroom, I kissed y/n's forehead, putting the blankets over her body. The bakery she owns doesn't open until another hour or so.

having a little time for myself, I took out the loaf of bread sitting on the counter, freshly made yesterday by Y/n. Putting the soft bread into the toaster, I checked my phone to see gojo spamming me with useless messages

7:47 Gojo Sataru ■■■■ 96%

Gojo: hey buddy! do u think u could ask ur wife if she can make me some kikufifu 😇💘🥹🥰🔥 7:40a.m

plzzzzzz 7:40a.m

plzzzzzzz me beg 🙁🙁👿👿 7:41a.m

nanaminnn don't make me come over there!! 7:41 a.m

4 missed calls from

Gojo Sataru at 7:43a.m

You: no. don't call me or text me unless it's about work. She will not be making you anything. Get it from the shop. She's sleeping. Make sure to be there early. We have a meeting with Yaga at 8am sharp. If you miss it again there will be consequences. 7:47a.m

Gojo: but itadori told me she makes it goodddd

fine. I'll swing by her bakery later then.

And no promises! 7:47a.m

God. Gojo does take the whole cake by bringing annoying first thing.

After eating his toast, he then made a move for work, sighing as he got in the Jujustsu High doors.

𝐘/𝐍 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

𝐈 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 the sign, now reading "𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍" in green. I had just finished making the pastries. A few customers rolled in, making me put on a big smile, despite how tired I was. It was almost time for nanami to finish at the school. he did mention yesterday he'll come by to collect some bread and you.

A few hours roller past, One customer in particular, stood out. He was a tall man, broad shoulders, a black blindfold, white hair and that very familiar uniform.

He was familiar. Nanami showed me a picture of him and called him 'Gojo', also labeling him as 'annoying'. So this is the man flooding my husbands phone. Strange behaviour, I must say.

"Hiya! Good morning! What can I get ya?" I say, the usual phrase I use.

"Hey, do you make kikufifu?" Gojo asked, a grin sliding onto his face.

"Sure do! Just not at the moment though as I don't have it in today. Sorry about that! Can I get you something else?" I proposed, interlocking my fingers with a small smile.

"You're Nanamins's wife, right?" So he does know nanami. Interesting.

"Mhm! I'm assuming you are.. Goyo? Goko?"

"Its gojo.. but I can let silly mistakes slide for a pretty girl like you. Actually forget that. Call me satoru."

I smiled a bit. "Why thank you, Satoru. but seriously, what can I get you?" I asked, I really wanted to get this over with. Don't get me wrong, Gojo seems nice and he is attractive, but im not unfaithful, and I think nanami is cuter anyway...

"Eh, it's fine, I'll come in tomorrow for that mochi, sweet cheeks. Just worry about getting that kikufifu ready for me, just the way I like it. Little Baker girl." He smirked and ruffled my head.

Who does this man think he is? He just got confirmation that I am married, with his co-worker. My eye twitched in frustration, I can't get mad at my customers.

"Oi, what do you think you're doing, Gojo? Get your hands off my wife. I'd appreciate if you don't call her nicknames aswell." A familiar voice called out through the small bakery. A firm, slightly veiny hand clutched onto Gojo's shoulder. The hand had a very, familiar watch, the one you gifted to a certain someone.

Gojo chucked before turning around. A cheeky grin plastered on his face.

"I was just about to leave, no need to get your pants in a twist! I'll leave you two lovebirds at it yeah?" Gojo says, before waving his hand, still, with that still cheeky smile.

Nanami sighed. Now that Gojo was would of thr way, you could see Nanami's face. His perfectly plucked eyebrows was furrowed and his jaw was clenched. He gritted his teeth a bit. You weren't gonna lie, you rubbed your thighs together a bit.

"I'm sorry about him darling. He can- no.. is a menace. I'll talk to him when I get back to the school." Nanami muttered, plastering a kiss on your forehead. Your cheeks dusted a pink before you got the bread Nanami likes and out it on the counter.

Putting it in the bag, slipping in a few sweet treats, you handed him the bag and gave him a kiss on the lips. He wore a small smile.

"Thank you dear. You are only 𝑴𝒀 Baker girl, right?"

Some may think in an innocent way, some may think in a other way. And in this case, its the other way.

"Not only do you make things that taste good, you 𝑨𝑳𝑺𝑶 taste good."

Cry. That's all you did. Big fat tears streamed down your sweet, little face. Running down and getting caught by the tie you're mouth is being muffled by.

You've came how many times these past few hours of the night? His mouth? His fingers? None. You practically scream into the tie as you feel yourself gonna cum soon. You're brain tried to think if he's gonna let you cum tonight at all.

"Mmh!" You screamed, your restrains around your wrists and ankled tight against the bed.

Nanami licked a slow, almost a teasing lick up your pussy, watching your every move. His strong hand pushed your arching hips while his other occupied with opening your legs even wider.

"You know, this is your punishment, right? You let that man touch you so freely, as if your husband wasn't standing behinf him. You should know for next time, yeah?" You screamed out a somewhat positive response, making his grin wider.

He took his tie out of your mouth, letting you have you chance to speak.

"Baby, let me cum! Please! I'm begging you!"

"Hmm.. why should I?" He asked. He then slithered his thick cock in the for the first time tonight, hitting your g-spot continuously.

You panted and moaned trying to get your words out. And you knew already, if you don't get it out now, you won't come at all tonight.

"P-Please! Mhh! Fuck- I.. I w-wont let him in my sh-hah... shop a-again! Please ken-toooo!" You managed to drag out.

"Tsk.. fine."

You were chasing your high while his one hand held your hips to cause a bruise, the other rubbed your clit. His hips moved like crazy. You knew you would have to use something to hold you upright tomorrow. But that's not something you thought or worried about right now. All you worried about was cumming.

"Mhh! S'too much, Ken! 'S too big!" You cried out.

"You can take it, like you always do yeah? Always say that.. yet you take me in beautifully."

Drool ran down your mouth like a crazed animal, but you didn't care. All you were seeing was stars at the back of your skull while nanami was chasing his high. You came, hard. You held on to the tie that's holding you down for support.

Nanami panted, sweat sliding down his face.

"Hah.. inside or.. outside?" He asked. Kids. You and Nanami have talked about kids before. You two had jobs, definitely financially stable for another being, you do have a few guests room, so none of that is stopping you.

So what is?

Nothing.

"Ins-side!" You cried out, nanami looked up, unsure.

"You sure?" He asked, massaging the spot where he bruised your hip.

"Yes!" That's was all he needed to release.

You both stayed where you were, both panting.

Nanami then pulled out, his cum oozing out. He grabbed the glass of water on the nightstand, handing it to you. You mumbled a 'thank you' to him before gulping it down. After getting set free from your bounds to the bed, you thought it was over. You really did. That was until nanami stated,

"Alright, all fours now. If you want a baby, you're getting stuffed to the 𝑩𝑹𝑰𝑴."

[lifegoesonevenifeverybodyisgone]

THE Joe Character Analysis. Part 1: The Greasers and J's Mexican Heritage

Merry Christmas, especially to the dedicated Joe fan, @barbieb0y! After torturing myself by recapping and taking notes of the entire 2.0 event, Joe's character story "The San Francisco Kids", looking at his storyboards and comic, getting Joe to 100% bond, having him as my main in the Series of Dusks, and reading + re-reading all of his voice lines/mini stories/descriptions; I can confidently say that I have gained more insights about his character and formed theories of my own that we shall tackle today.

While looking at J's character storyboard I noticed something interesting about his fashion style.

J's fashion style is inspired by the Greaser's aesthetic. Considering that Bluepoch pays attention to character details and their outfits, this is an intentional choice. By briefly looking at the Wikipedia page for the Greaser subculture, I noticed that the most prominent adopters of the style are Italian Americans from the North and Hispanic Americans in the South (including places like California, in this case, Haight Street).

This brought to my attention that J, in fact, could have Mexican heritage. Specifically, he is a mixed White-Mexican American.

Why so?

J's paternal side is the legendary arcanist family, the Waylands. The last name Wayland derives from the Norman French word Wēland, which may also derive from the ancient Germanic words wēla-nandaz, which means "battle" and "brave." This means that his father is most likely a typical White American.

Since J is a mixed arcanist, I would assume that his biological mother is a human Hispanic considering the significant percentage of San Francisco's Hispanic population and also due to J's identification with the Greaser subculture.

A mixed child has a higher chance of learning their mother's culture especially if they grow up around other maternal family members or people of the same culture. I noticed that my mixed-race cousins whose father was an American, identified more with their Filipino side especially since they live in the Philippines. I identify more with my mother's ethnic group due to the same reasons.

Besides his tanned skin, his love for Mexican food and drink and his mastery of cooking the cuisine may suggest that he is of Mexican descent.

Examples:

The most telling of these examples is J's cooking ability NOT his preference for Mexican food. In the first example, he managed to make a hot sauce AUTHENTIC enough that Centurion, a CANONICAL Mexican-American character, was taken back to her hometown. This is a big deal considering that in the 1990s, there wasn't Youtube or online sources that could spread authentic recipes for Mexican food! Due to the limited educational resources in that era regarding cooking Mexican food, this means that he most likely learned it by being taught by someone who could make Mexican food, which I conclude is his biological mother.

Tang Ji, the chef who raised J after his father died, is a Chinese immigrant so it's unlikely that he knows how to cook Mexican food from the get-go. J himself also knows how to cook Chinese food because of this. There is a chance that one of the Mexican immigrants could have taught J how to cook Mexican food but due to his tan skin color (that he had even before he began blacksmithing) this leads me to assume that my conclusion is the more likely option.

But why? I am led to believe that his mother passed down her recipes to her husband and son just like how some of my mixed family members exchange recipes and traditions amongst each other. A fast way to connect to one's culture is by knowing how to make food from THAT culture. Since J lost his mother at a young age (but not too young as not to remember her), I think it is his way of remembering his mother and connecting to his culture (since he cannot speak the language I assume).

So going back to the Greaser subculture that J identifies with, it emerged amongst lower-class teenagers and young adults. The Greaser subculture was associated with motorcycle gangs, their attire, their greased-up hair, and their rebellious attitude.

This is reflected in J's fashion:

(His hairstyle is a more tousled version of a flop)

(His jacket seems to be a modified Perfecto Motorcycle Jacket)

(His jeans are Levi's dark blue jeans that are inspired by the 50s with the cut of the jeans being a bit wider near the end to make way for boots)

(His boots are partially hidden by his jeans but it is a Winklepicker boots which are characterized by their slick body, pointy toes, and straps)

(The Greasers were oftentimes bikers and were fond of the hot rod type of bikes. "Hot Rod" is a way of modifying classic vehicles by stripping them of their parts, which exposes insides like the pipes, to increase speed.)

The original Greasers were from ethnic minorities like those from the Mediterranean, Mexican, Puerto Rican, and Italian. They felt united in the feeling of being left out of the post-war economic boom and also experienced discrimination and poverty. The theme or main philosophy and ethos of the Greaser and the cultural aspects of Mexican-American culture are essential in understanding J, his understanding of the world, and his background in Haight Street.

In three posts, I will discuss the three themes that explore 1) collectivism vs individual choice, 2) masculinity, family, and community, and 3) J's philosophy regarding blades and metals (and how it connects to his views of imperfection and culture). I will also be comparing and contrasting him with characters like Legers, Argus, and Isolde. I will reblog these posts when they come, so sit back and enjoy!

Link to the ultimate Joe Directory: https://www.tumblr.com/lifegoesonevenifeverybodyisgone/771822786973958144/the-ultimate-joe-directory?source=share

[citylighten]

Let's Talk Lost Love

(aka how Zoe ends up with Michael)

Abhijit and Zoe grew up knowing each other due to their mother’s close friendship, but they were not close. For college, he moved to Del Sol Valley with aspirations to become an actor, however, this was an experience he largely failed in. He relocated back to San Myshuno after a few years, and began to work as a copywriter at an advertising agency. This is when he and Zoe reunite and mutually find one another attractive.  They felt a sense of understanding with one another. Zoe was a recent college dropout who had disappointed her parents for being aimless, and Abhijit could never get his mother’s approval. The two accepted each other for who they were (mostly. Zoe often picked on him for having a new personality influenced by Del Sol Valley) In due time they began living with each other. This went on for three or four years: he was her first big love, her first time, he was her everything and everyone knew it. Like, it was clear that any day he would propose to her. They had already reached a point where they (playfully) discussed having kids. Then one night, Zoe begged him to go to the local corner store to pick up some candy for her, and he didn’t come home. He died. Zoe underwent deep despair, she sincerely wanted to die, she couldn’t wrap her mind around how he was gone so easily. She wouldn’t leave her apartment. She blamed herself for wanting a stupid candy bar. Then she decided to leave the city and become a van-lifer. Her parents and friends all disapproved and thought this was a radical shift, but Zoe kept insisting she was fine and something she always wanted to do. But you know, this was really just a means for her to run away from home and avoid the past.

She gets some spontaneous tattoos, travels place to place having misadventures and uncomfortable experiences. She acts happy but her mental health is in the gutter. It's not uncommon for her to look over Abhi's social media pages and just grieve the fact he wasn't even thirty.

She meets Mitchell, J, and Gavin but despite two of these men being attracted to her, Zoe has no interest in romance or sex. Not much later, she meets Michael who was the first guy she was really into in a long while. The minute she saw Michael’s eyes and smile she felt something she hadn’t felt in a long time. She grew close to him and loved that he had a similar adventurous spirit. She couldn't help but chase the feeling she felt with him. Then of course, in less than a year she has little Rohan. 

But sometimes, she was still thinking of Abhijit. Sometimes when mad at Michael this early in their parenthood journey she would have an intrusive thought like, “Rohan should be Abhi’s son” or sometimes it would simply cross her mind, “I wonder how my kids with him would’ve looked.” However, as she and Michael grew together with their family, the more deep her love for Michael became. She realized her heart had enough space for new experiences, loves, and memories.  

The downside of this? One of Zoe's worst fears is Michael not coming home one night. Her worst fear is outliving him because at the moment she doesn’t know how she’d cope with losing her husband. She’s able to go back to the Spice District. She’s able to talk to Lavina, but looking at Rahul? That’s nearly impossible.

Now as for Mayor Chopra, she's still haunted by Abhi's death because she knows her parenting was riddled with errors, and she pities the pain Zoe went through. So when she sees Rohan and Kiara in the Spice District this winter she's thinking: "those could've been my grandchildren if things were different."

When Rohan's a teen and works as the mayor's protege, Lavina lets this slip. But that's another tale for another day.

[caycanteven]

MY HUSBONE

commission done for @caycanteven of their horrorfell balsam, i love him so much it was a pleasure drawing him for you ;w;

[dinoisdizzy]

Do you guys see the vision

(Credits to @yErrorispink on X/Twitter! One of their random outfits gave me the inspo for her, and she's wearing something very similar!)

[thesweetestdevotion]

Kpop Readings

these are all the kpop readings I've done so far! Requests are: OPEN

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Updated as of: 2/7/2025

General Kpop Readings:

2025 Kpop/western music reading

Red Velvet:

Irene Thoughts on Men

Enhypen:

Jay Enhypen as a Boyfriend

Jay Enhypen Personality

Jay Enhypen Ideal Type

Jay Future Spouse

Jay Enhypen as a Husband

Jay Around His Crush

Jake Enhypen as a Boyfriend/Husband

Jake Ideal Type

Enhypen Jake Thoughts on Dating/Relationships

Sunghoon Enhypen How he is as a bf/ when he has a crush

Sunghoon Enhypen Personality

Sunghoon Enhypen Ideal Type

Sunghoon Enhypen as a Bestfriend

Sunghoon FS

Sunghoon as a Husband

Sunoo Enhypen as a Boyfriend

Sunoo Enhypen Ideal Type

Heeseung Enhypen around his Crush

Heeseung Ideal Type

Niki Enhypen as a Boyfriend

Niki Enhypen around his Crush

Enhypen FS Channeled Songs to Each Other

Jungwon as a Husband

Jungwon around his crush

Enhypen Jungwon Around His Crush

Enhypen Coachella Reading

Jay and Sunghoon Friendship Reading

BTS:

BTS Jimin as a Boyfriend/Husband

Jimin around his Crush

BTS Jimin Future Spouse

BTS Taehyung Future Spouse

BTS Taehyung as a Boyfriend/Husband

BTS Taehyung Winter CB Reading

Taehyung Around his Crush

BTS Namjoon Current Energy

BTS Namjoon around his Crush

BTS Namjoon as a Husband

Namjoon FS

BTS Jungkook Future Spouse

BTS Yoongi Future Spouse

Jin BTS Future Spouse

Jin Around His Crush

J-Hope Future Spouse

J-Hope March 2025 Album Release Predictions

BTS FS Channeled Songs For Each Other

BTS FS Channeled Songs For Each Other pt.2

Ateez:

San Ateez around his Crush

San Ateez Ideal Type

San Ateez Future Spouse

Hongjoong Personality

Ateez Group Dynamic

Twice:

Twice Sana as a Girlfriend

Twice Sana Future Spouse

Twice Jeongyeon Future Spouse

Twice Jihyo as a Girlfriend

EXO:

EXO Chanyeol as a Boyfriend

D.O. And Youngji Reading

Kai as a Boyfriend

D.O. as a Boyfriend

Riize:

Anton Riize as a Boyfriend

Anton Riize Ideal Type

Riize Wonbin Ideal Type

Sohee Riize Ideal Type

Riize Seunghan Situation Reading, cont

Wonbin & Eunseok Friendship Dynamic

Blackpink:

Jennie Solo Reading

BP thoughts on Rose collab

Solo:

Jackson Wang Future Spouse

Jackson Wang as a Boyfriend

P1Harmony:

P1Harmony Career Reading

P1Harmony Keeho as a Leader

Stray Kids:

Hyunjin as a Boyfriend/Husband

Lee Know as a Boyfriend/Husband

SKZ FS Channeled Songs

BangChan as a Boyfriend

SKZ Group Dynamic Reading

Seventeen:

Mingyu Ideal Type

NCT:

Jaehyun Future Spouse

TXT:

Taehyun Around His Crush

[will80sbyers]

Holly Wheeler's room in season 5

We have a drawing of ballerinas (like if someone is getting Vecnad), one drawing of an owl (?) (owls in the background = bad omens theory) with a red balloon(?) like in IT and the one near the yellow I don't get exactly what it could be... She also has a blonde Barbie head that I feel like could be both because she's a kid that wants to play at being pretty and because for the symbolism it's an image of her mom I think

Lots of colours and happy vibes, she seems to be a very artistic kid, she also plays something (I think it's most likely a violin)

she loves rainbows, the plushie seems to be either a mouse or a bear but I'm leaning towards the mouse because she has the Fievel poster... I'm curious about that other smaller poster but I don't know what it could be about...

Then we also had this side of her room with the Alf poster

Alf is an alien that "likes to eat cats and comment on the stupidity of humanity" apparently... Demodog/Henry related imo

Plot of the show from Wikipedia:

Gordon Shumway is an alien from the planet Melmac who follows an amateur radio signal to Earth and crash-lands into the garage of the Tanners, a suburban middle-class family who live in the San Fernando Valley area of California. The family consists of social worker Willie (Max Wright), his wife Kate (Anne Schedeen), their teenage daughter Lynn (Andrea Elson), younger son Brian (Benji Gregory), and pet cat Lucky. ( Holly Wheeler as a cat... lol )

Willie gives Gordon the nickname ALF ("Alien Life Form"), and, unsure what to do, the Tanners take ALF into their home to hide him from the Alien Task Force, a part of the U.S. military that specializes in aliens, and their nosy neighbors Trevor and Raquel Ochmonek (John La Motta and Liz Sheridan), until he can repair his spacecraft. Though his culture shock, survivor's guilt, and loneliness often cause problems for the Tanners, as well as their fear of what could happen if others were to discover his existence, they grow to care for and love him as a part of the family.

It is later revealed that ALF's home planet, Melmac, exploded due to nuclear war, leaving him and other survivors of his species without a home, and that he survived its destruction because he was away as part of the Melmac Orbit Guard. In the season one episode "Pennsylvania 6-5000", ALF tries to convince the President of the United States to stop the nuclear program, as he fears that Earth could suffer a similar fate to Melmac, though a misunderstanding causes the President and national security to call the FBI to arrest Willie.

Episodes dealt with ALF learning about Earth and making new friends both within and outside the Tanner family, including Willie's brother Neal (Jim J. Bullock), Kate's widowed mother Dorothy (Anne Meara), with whom ALF has a love-hate relationship, her boyfriend and later husband Whizzer (Paul Dooley), the Ochmoneks' nephew Jake (Josh Blake), the psychologist Larry (Bill Daily) and the blind woman Jody (Andrea Covell), who never learns of ALF's true nature, but does know through touch that he is short and hairy.

Changes occur in the Tanner household over the course of the series, including the birth of a new child, Eric, who was added to the series because Anne Schedeen was pregnant at the time; ALF moving from the laundry room to the attic, which he and Willie convert into an "apartment", and the death of Lucky in the season four episode "Live and Let Die", which ALF accepts despite having previously attempted to catch and eat him due to having come to love and respect him. When ALF adopts a new cat with the intention of eating it, he grows fond of it and allows the Tanners to adopt it.

(Maybe Henry grows fond of Holly and doesn't kill her because of that???)

In the 1996 movie Project ALF, which follows ALF after his capture by the USAF, the Tanners do not appear due to moving to Iceland.

and some books of foreshadowing that we analyzed previously, Peter Pan, A royal Pain, Nancy Drew and the secret of the old clock... which tbh seems all related to Henry and seeing that he will take Holly at one point it makes sense

These are the covers, it seems she's in the middle of reading the Nancy book because she has a bookmark there

An important note is that one of these books, A Royal Pain, talks about someone thinking they've been switched at birth with someone else, and this switched at birth idea gets also associated with Nancy in season 3 when she talks to her mom...

Then we have obviously the "Nancy" book with the clock being related to Vecna's clock and there's a mystery connected to this clock and then Peter Pan which Henry is sort of a dark version of that when he takes children away to a land where they stop growing........... 💀

people have already talked about this and also about Petergate (the name Peter gets repeated in the show SO many times) and the belief that there might be someone important to the story called Peter that we don't know about yet, or maybe that has been mentioned only once in season 4 aka Owens son that seems to be both dead and somehow, the military thinks he may be related to how Chrissy died so maybe he died in the same way as her?

Because they take his things and put this line in the show for some reason

[loveforaugust]

my sister’s wedding / j. seresin

pairing: jake seresin x reader, best friend!reader x bradley bradshaw, bradley bradshaw x oc

summary: while you love your sister’s new husband bradley, you most certainly do not love his mouth but good looking co worker

“I truly never thought I’d see me sister this happy until she met Bradley,” you were finishing off your maid of honor speech, laughing into the microphone. “They complete each other, if Sarah said she wanted to moon, Brad would do anything to get her the moon. Sarah traveled the world with him, seeing Japan, Florida, and sunny California. If anything proves true love, it’s these two. There’s no one I’d be happier to have as a brother, welcome to the family, Brad. And congratulations to you both!”

Bradley and Sarah gave you a hug, you laughed as Sarah had tears down her face. “Better take care of your wife, Bradshaw.” You teased, rubbing her back gently. You wandered over to the bar, swaying slightly as you waited in the long line.

“Beautiful speech up there,” the guy behind you spoke up. You smiled happily turning to meet his bright green eyes. He was taller than you wear, hair gelled into neat strokes. He was wearing a matching blue suit to your dress.

“Thanks! I’m Y/N, bride or groom?”

“Jake, I fly with Bradley.” He shook your hand. “What’re you drinking tonight, Y/N?”

“Strictly champagne for me! I’m on orders to make sure nobody gets plastered and ruins the wedding!”

“Well I’ll be on my best behavior. I’m a known wedding crasher.” He smirks as he orders a champagne for you.

“Ooh please share Lieutenant!” Your eyes lit up as you stared at him.

“I tend to leave a trail of broken hearts at these events. Especially military weddings.” Jake tipped the waiter and you walked towards the dance floor. You laughed at him as he explained one of his buddies weddings that he’d attended last month.

You learned all about his special name (he called it a call sign) and what had earned him that nickname. “In my defense, I’ve gotten better. That was like 10 years ago. I’ve been promoted since then too.”

“You’re something else, Jake.”

“Is that a good thing? Or should I be concerned?” He teased, leaning against the post beside you. You smiled up at him, a warm feeling covering your face.

“I’m still trying to decide myself!”

“Would a dance help you consider?” You laughed and grabbed his outstretched hand, setting down your drinks and allowing him to lead you out to the dance floor. A slow song played, one of the many Sarah and Brad had picked for their playlist.

“You know you’re not too bad of a dancer.”

“So my dancing skills are subpar, I’ve made you laugh like three times, and I’ve got a steady income, what else can a guy like me do to impress you?” He swayed you softly to the music, his hand resting on your waist gently.

“Ah the ultimate question. Real talk, Lieutenant, how often are you gone? Would you like a housewife or a spouse, and how many kids?” You quizzes him, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face.

To be honest, you hadn’t made your mind up about him yet. He was gorgeous and charming, and surprisingly nice but you almost needed to buy yourself more time to decide if you wanted him to break your heart or not.

“I go where the Navy calls, as of right now, we’re holding a permanent station out in Miramar. We haven’t been deployed for any missions besides the one but I believe that’s my new permanent base.” He raised his eye brows at you.

“That’s so convenient. I actually work in San Diego.” You informed him. He smiled at you.

“What do you do?”

“Pediatric doctor, I work in a hospital.”

“Impressive, how’d you decide to do that?”

“Helped me and Sarah through our childhood. She was sick a lot so we were in and out of hospitals. I saw what they did first hand and was just inspired. How about you? How do you wake up one day and just decide to fly a jet?”

“Well, Y/N, I’m a legacy. My dad did it, his dad before him did it and so on and so forth.” You nodded you head, watching him closely. The dimple in his cheek was showing up and he had the whitest teeth you’d ever seen.

“Staring awfully hard, darling, anything you’d like?” He teased, biting back a smirk. You rolled your eyes.

“You’re quite the charmer, Seresin.”

“Have I charmed you into a date yet?” You held up your fingers, signaling how close he was. “Ooh so close, do you need another compliment? Anymore questions I can answer?”

“One last thing: your thoughts on marriage.” You laughed lightly.

Jake looked over at Bradley and Sarah laughing and dancing with each other. “I think once you find your person, there’s nothing more romantic than making that kind of promise.” You smiled up at him, shaking your head.

“You just seem like the perfect man. Hiding any dangerous qualities under there? Or just the normal amount like the rest of us?”

“I’d say the normal amount.”

“Well you’ve persuaded me. Congratulations, are you free next Tuesday?”

“I’ll pick you up at 8.”