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ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ
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- ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀʟ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʟʏ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴀᴍɪᴅsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏs. sʜᴇ’s ɪɴᴛʀɪɢᴜᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ғᴜʟʟʏ ɢʀᴀsᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs. ʏᴏᴜ’ᴅ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ɪs ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs. sʜᴇ ᴀssᴜᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴄʟᴜᴇʟᴇss ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs.
- ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴀᴋ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ɪᴛ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ’s ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴜʟʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪsᴋs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ. “ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ’s ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ?” sʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴀsᴋ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ, ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙʟᴀɴᴋ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ, “ᴜʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ… sᴏʀᴛ ᴏғ?”
- ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ: ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴏɪᴄ ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴀɴᴏʀ, sᴇ-ᴍɪ ғɪɴᴅs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏᴜsɴᴇss ᴏᴅᴅʟʏ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ “ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴏʟ” ᴀғᴛᴇʀ sʜᴇ sᴀᴠᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ, sʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ғʟᴜsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ʙʀᴜsʜᴇs ɪᴛ ᴏғғ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴄᴏғғ.
- ғʀᴜsᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏɴᴅɴᴇss: sᴇ-ᴍɪ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ɢᴇᴛs ғʀᴜsᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴇɴsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ sʜᴇ’s ғʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ. “sᴛᴀʏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ,” sʜᴇ’ᴅ sᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ᴇxᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ, ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴᴅ, “ᴏʜ, sᴜʀᴇ! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs, sᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s sᴍᴀʀᴛ!” ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴍɪssɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴏɴᴇ.
- ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴏғ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ: ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ɢᴀᴍᴇs, sʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴs ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ, sʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ʙɪᴛs ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴠᴇʟʏ, ɴᴏᴛ ғᴜʟʟʏ ɢʀᴀsᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ʀᴀʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪs ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴇᴀsʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ,” sʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛs ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴀᴍ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ. “ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs! ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴀʏ ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ.” (sʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴄʟᴜᴇʟᴇssʟʏ.)
- ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴡᴏʀᴋ: ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴅᴇɴsᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʙ�� sʜᴇᴇʀ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴏʀ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛ. sᴇ-ᴍɪ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇs ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʟɪᴇs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ sʜᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ʙʟᴜʀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴏʙsᴇʀᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜᴇʀ sᴛʀᴀᴛᴇɢɪᴢᴇ.
- ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜsʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛᴡɪsᴛ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ɢᴇᴛs ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀs ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ sᴛᴀʀᴇs. “ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴜʏ ғᴏʀ sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ?” sʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴀsᴋ sʜᴀʀᴘʟʏ. “ᴏʜ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇs! ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜᴇ’s ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ,” ʏᴏᴜ’ᴅ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀғᴜʟʟʏ, ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴍɪssɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴀɴᴄᴇ.
- ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴғᴇssɪᴏɴ: ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ, sᴇ-ᴍɪ ɢᴇᴛs ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏғ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙʟᴜʀᴛs ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴsᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ. “ʟᴏᴏᴋ, ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ? sᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ sᴏ ᴄʟᴜᴇʟᴇss!” sʜᴇ’ᴅ sɴᴀᴘ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴀʀᴍ’s ᴡᴀʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪᴅᴇ-ᴇʏᴇᴅ, “ᴏʜ! ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ?” ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʜᴇʀ ʀᴏʟʟ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ sᴏғᴛᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴅᴅ, “ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴄᴏᴏʟ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ!”
- ᴘᴏsᴛ-ɢᴀᴍᴇs ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄ: ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ, sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴇʟғ-ᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ. sʜᴇ’s ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪʟʏ ᴛᴀɢ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ, ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴛᴏ ʜᴏᴡ sᴍɪᴛᴛᴇɴ sʜᴇ ɪs. ʜᴇʀ sᴛᴏɪᴄ ᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ᴀs sʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴡs ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ǫᴜɪʀᴋʏ, ᴄʜᴇᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ʜᴏᴡ ᴜɴᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.
- ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ: ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇɴsᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɪɴᴄʀᴇᴅɪʙʟʏ ʟᴏʏᴀʟ ᴛᴏ sᴇ-ᴍɪ, sᴛɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ sɪᴅᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ. sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxɪsᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ɢʀɪᴍ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.
ǫᴜᴏᴛᴇs:
- ᴛʜᴇ “sᴛᴀʏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ” ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ:
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “sᴛᴀʏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ɢᴀᴍᴇ. ɪ’ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴡᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ, sᴜᴘᴇʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs.”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ғʟᴜsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ] “ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ɴᴏᴛ… ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ?”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴀᴡᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ sᴏ ɴɪᴄᴇ!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ɢʀᴜᴍʙʟɪɴɢ] “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ…”
- ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ’s ғʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ:
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴄʟᴜᴇʟᴇss.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ?!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [sᴍɪʀᴋɪɴɢ] “ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ?”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s sᴏ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ғᴀᴄᴇᴘᴀʟᴍɪɴɢ] “ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀᴋs…”
- ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ:
ʏᴏᴜ: “sᴏ ɪғ ɪ sᴛᴇᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ɴᴏ! ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜs ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ?”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴏʜ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ. ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇs.”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ɪᴛ’s ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ sᴇɴsᴇ. sᴛɪᴄᴋ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴜɴʟᴇss ɪ sᴀʏ sᴏ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ɪᴛ, ʙᴏss!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ᴍᴜᴛᴛᴇʀs] “ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ…”
- ᴘᴏsᴛ-ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʀᴇʟɪᴇғ:
ʏᴏᴜ: “ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴡᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜs ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ! ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs.”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [sɪɢʜɪɴɢ] “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴀᴡᴡ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs! ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ɢʀɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ] “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴜɴʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴀʙʟᴇ.”
- ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴғᴇssɪᴏɴ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ:
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ ɪ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ sᴛɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ’ᴍ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ?”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ɢʀɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ] “ɴᴏ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: [ʙʟɪɴᴋɪɴɢ] “ᴏʜʜʜ! ʟɪᴋᴇ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ?”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ᴇxᴀsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ] “ʏᴇs, ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: [sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛʟʏ] “ᴄᴏᴏʟ! ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ʀᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ] “ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴏɴᴇʀ…”
- ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇɴᴇss ɪɴ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ:
ʏᴏᴜ: “ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɴᴇxᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ!”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ’ᴅ ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ғᴇᴇᴛ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ʜᴇʏ, ɪ’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʟᴜᴍsʏ.”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ʟᴀsᴛ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ғᴇʟʟ ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴛғᴏʀᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴅɪsᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ʙɪʀᴅ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴄᴏᴏʟ ʙɪʀᴅ…”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs] “ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʏ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ.”
- ᴄᴀsᴜᴀʟ ғʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ:
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ?”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: “ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ?”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ʟɪᴋᴇ… ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇssɪᴠᴇ.”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ sᴏғᴛʟʏ] “ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ.”
ʏᴏᴜ: “ᴏʜ! ᴡᴀs ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ɢᴏɴɢ-ɢɪ!?”
sᴇ-ᴍɪ: [ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ] “sᴜʀᴇ, ʟᴇᴛ’s ɢᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.”
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k1mbe3rly · 20 days ago
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Need twitter p-links of Se-mi🙏 (for my wlw ass) m(_ _)m
yess
Se-mi twitter links
warnings: porn
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Se-mi strapping you deownnnn
watching you bounce on her strap
rough pussy grinding
your first date with Se-mi took a turn..
can’t stop won’t stop fingering you
punishment
spanking you
she fucks you wayyyy too good
taking care of you
putting a leash on you since you keep misbehaving
nice and hard
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LADY BOSS! > Team Thanos x F!Reader
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summary: being thanos and nam gyu's bestie since high school
pairings: abit of semi x f!reader (wlw because we all semi dick riders in the club + will write more about her in the next posts), platonic! thanos, nam gyu, min su & gyeong su x f!reader
warnings: talks of drugs, rehab, yk how it goes
a/n: semi semi semi semi semi semi semi i need to make out with her so bad. (name) is a fashion designer (i'm projecting hehehaha)
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yk how even the most notorious gangster has a person they respect the most - yea that's what you are to thanos and nam gyu.
people wonder what did you do to get them to respect you like that
easy that's because you knew them ever since high school
it all started with a group project where your teacher purposely paired you up with both of them, in hopes you'll guide them since they were quote a "lost cause"
you wanted to pull your hair out.
but since you were a cool, demure and nonchalant like that, you decided to do what you could to get them to cooperate for the project.
"tsk, this is a waste of time." nam gyu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. you three were sat around your table when it was time to break into the groups you were paired into. thanos, who was still just choi su bong back then, leaned back against his chair staring into space.
you pursed your lips, before speaking. "well, let's get it done as soon as possible then. any ideas on what to do for this assignment?" the task of this assignment was to create some sort of advertisement for a product of your choice.
"no" "nope." they both replied in sync, uninterested to commit to this project at all.
"i'm a woman of patience. i'm a woman of patience" you said in your head like a mantra, trying hard not to leap across the desk and jump both of them and your teacher for pairing you up with them.
an idea then came up on your head. as cringy as it might sound but it might get thanos and nam gyu to participate in working with you to complete this project. "what about we create a rap music video for this?"
thanos and nam gyu sat up straight at the sound of that. "what do you have in mind, girl."
you got their attention now.
surprise or not. you three got full scores for this assignment
thanos came up with the lyrics, nam gyu produced the music beat while you directed the music video
"congrats, you two. how does it feel to get full scores for the first time in your life? i knew putting (name) in your group was a good idea." your teacher grinned rather smugly.
"no, sir. su bong and nam gyu were amazing themselves. they came up and produced the entire music video themselves. i just supervised from the sidelines." you said with a proud smile, patting their arm as you stood in the middle of them.
both of them looked at you, mouth slightly agape. for the first time in forever, they didn't need anything in their system to feel warmth in their heart.
you wouldn't have ever thought you would have fun spending time with the two troublemakers of your batch but you did
they did too.
when almost the entire school and everyone in their lives made them feel like a failure, you brought them a chance to shine.
"it doesn't matter if others look down on you. as long as you don't look down on yourself, you always have a chance to prove them wrong and slap them in the face." you told them, rather casually as you slurped on the bowl of udon.
you were treating them dinner that you promised if you guys got a good score for the assignment. damn, were you trying to make them all soft for you because it's working.
they're now part of the (name) protection squad.
thanos jokingly once called you their lady boss and they've been calling you that ever since
they would walk you back home after school, making sure you were safe especially when school ended late
would carry your bag for you too because their lady boss shouldn't have to do that!!
guys confessing to you? they have to go through them first
#brother you are scaring the hoes away
to more serious stuff such as them being addicts, they tried to hide the fact that they were until you found out after seeing the bruise on nam gyu's arm.
you tried your hardest, helping them to overcome their addiction
yes it wasn't easy, but they were trying too
overtime, they managed to stop after you convinced them to go for rehabilitation
after that their respect and love for you sky rocketed.
time skip to where you guys are in your twenties
they hate all your situationships/exes
they don't have to know what they did
#their lady boss can never do wrong
but if they have wronged you in any way they're on thanos' and nam gyu's hit list.
they've formed a band called 'black stones' (hehe) with their new friends they met in uni: semi, gyeong su and min su.
you unlocked the door to your two idiots' apartment, a plastic of take out food you bought for them and their bandmates you were going to meet for the first time.
"who are you?! don't just come in without knocking" the man who you later learned was gyeong su, pointed a finger at you.
while you just stood there like🧍🏻‍♀️holding the key in one hand and the bag of food in the other. like hello? i kinda live here in my free time too?
nam gyu knocked his head with his knuckle, scowling "don't disrespect our lady boss like that, you fuck!"
thanos skipped towards you, like a kid running towards his mom after spending his day at daycare. "aigoo, my highness, you should've gave me a call that you're here. i would've personally brought you up."
"i did. you didn't pick up."
he froze, before smiling sheepishly, taking the bag from your hand, settling it down on the counter. "well, now that you are here. we can introduce you to the others."
he then swung his arm across your shoulders, leading you to stand in front of the tv where the others were sitting around the coffee table.
your eyes drifted to the lady with short hair and piercings. the way she carried herself and that charming smile on her lips. damn, she's so your type.
"gyeong su, my boy. you gotta apologise to our lady boss, (last name) (name). no her, no me, no nam gyu. no me, no nam gyu, no black stones." thanos said, wriggling his finger at the said man who nodded before giving you a full 90 degree bow.
"i apologise for the disrespect, lady boss (name)!" gyeong su yelled, showing he was sincerely sorry. you couldn't help but cackle at that, waving your hands at him for him to get up. "you don't have to call me that just because those two stupid idiots does and please get up!"
semi was intrigued with you after that.
you must be one hell of a woman if you managed to get thanos and nam gyu to respect you like that.
and you were just her type too.
you and her are dubbed mama e papa of the team
they don't know you both made it official after a few months of getting to know each other though
you and semi found it fun to see how long will it take till they find out.
min su found out first but didn't say anything to the others because you roped him in into betting how long till the others realises.
when they found out
they acted as if you punched their grandmother in the throat and cooked their pet fish jeffrey for dinner.
"semi how dare you seduce our princess?!"
"(name), how could you?! i thought we were 4lifers we locked in. we're suppose to tell each other everything!"
"you guys can only hold hands when we're here! no lovey dovey stuff!"
semi proceeded to give you a big smooch on the lips in front of them, her hand then never leaving your hips.
you try to attend all of their performances but if you can't due to some plans you have to attend to, they always give you a shoutout at the end of them.
you're like their second manager. it's like your side hustle aside from being fashion designer.
they will wear your brand with pride and joy
it also makes your business boom 2x max
Posts that they will post:
> thanostone4u
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thanostone4u best gal 💪🏻
> namgyu124
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namgyu124 sister from another pussy
> blackstonesofficial
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blackstoneofficial happy birthday to our precious lady boss! 😘🎉💕
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pinkyplonk · 9 days ago
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svetamillss · 6 days ago
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Headcanons: You decided to test your partner💗
Featuring: Cho Hyun Ju x Reader(f), Thanos (Su Bong) x Reader(f), Se Mi x Reader(f), Nam Gyu x Reader(f), Gang No Eul x Reader(f)
Summary: you were bored and decided to check your partners. You created a fake girl and wrote to them.
A/N: I decided to make something new for you. If you don't like correspondence, let me know, and I won't do it anymore.
💗💗💗
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Cho Hyun Ju
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Thanos (Su Bong)
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Se Mi
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Nam Gyu
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Gang No Eul
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💗💗💗
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puchline · 1 month ago
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girls don’t want boyfriends, THEY WANT WON JI-AN
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semirein · 13 days ago
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she's so silly and hot at the same time
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exocaliii · 1 month ago
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❦︎ And You Look Half Dead Half The Time (nsfw)
(pt. 1) (pt. 2)
| Kang No-eul / Guard 011 x fem!reader |
side! | Se-mi / Played 380 x fem!reader |
Summary: For six years, you've watched your best friend and only companion mourn a child she barely got to know. Now, you're given a chance that might finally rid her of this lifelong guilt.
Word Count: 6.2k
Warnings: death, violence, angst, hurt/comfort, smut, making-out, fingering + cunnilingus (r! receiving), bathroom sex, one use of Y/N even though I tried my best to avoid it lol, extreme jealousy/possessiveness, no-eul is not playing about her girl in this one LOL
A/N: finally reached the romance stuff in this one but there's still some build-up of course, hope you all enjoy and as always, i appreciate any type of feedback or comments, they make the writing worth it!! :D this is so self indulgent omg
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When the platform begins to spin, you feel a firm grip on your hand, looking up to find Se-mi already staring at you with a calm expression on her face.
“Stick with me.” 
You nod, and before you’re able to check on Min-su, you’re nearly thrown off your feet by the sudden stop of the surface you’re on. 
“10 players.” 
The boom of the announcer clears your senses, and as Thanos and Nam-gyu laugh and spin, you see another group of five waving their hands for more people. You shout at the loudest volume you’ve used since arriving here for them to come over, and with a tight grip on Se-mi’s hand, you drag her to the open room right across the arena. Thanos, Nam-gyu, and Min-su (who you can now see was hiding behind Se-mi) follow right along, and, thank goodness, the other team of 5 do the same. 
“Are you okay?” You don’t respond to Se-mi's question because the answer should be obvious with the way you’re trembling, but she only nods in understanding. “Just stay calm, it’ll be fine.” You want to believe her, you truly do, but you see Min-su’s fear, and in that moment, you accept that this may be the game that kills you. 
The lock clicks open.
Your group of ten steps out, stepping over the blood of those who lost the last round.
You want to retch, but you stay focused and get back on the platform. 
With your hand in Se-mi’s, you block out the happy singing of Thanos and Nam-gyu, opting instead to pat Min-su’s back when you see him basically shaking like a leaf. He jumps, but turns to you with a grateful look in his eye. You pray that he lives, because someone like him should not die in a cold place like this.
“4 players.”
Your heart drops. Thanos glances back and forth between the three of you as Nam-gyu stands at his side. Your heart feels heavy in your chest, and your legs are stiff, ready to run. His eyes stop on Min-su, and you know what’s about to happen.
“You-”
“I’ll go.” 
Se-mi barely has a chance to react before you rip your hand from hers and run to find another group. Somewhere in the bustle of the crowd, you swear you hear her call your name, but you’re too locked onto three men in the distance. They’re already in the room, but they’re calling for a fourth person. Fear threatens to strangle you as you run over, the countdown playing loud in the overhead speaker. Their eyes are desperate, arms open to beckon you over to save both your life and theirs.
 
At the last second, you basically ram into one of the men as you barrel into the room, one of them slamming it shut behind you not even a second before the lock clicks. No one speaks as shots ring out from outside the room, and you begin to come to terms with your act of sacrifice for someone you had just met yesterday. 
Fuck, what were you thinking? Are you in this to win or not?
The lock clicks open, and you all step outside. There’s even more fresh blood on the ground, blood that you ignore as your eyes search the arena for your old group. 
“Y/N!”
You spin fast enough to snap your neck at the sound of her voice, and Se-mi runs over to you followed by the rest of the group. You think she’s about to hug you but she stops just short of it, arms lowering back to her side awkwardly before she resigns to grabbing you by the shoulders instead. For a second, you stare at each other in silence, neither knowing what to say.
“Oh shit, that was too cool girl.” Thano’s voice ruins the moment, but before you all begin heading back to the platform, you hear a soft voice from behind Se-mi.
“Thank you.” 
Min-su meekly looks at you with obvious guilt, and Se-mi drops her hands from your shoulders to take your hand as you all walk back towards the center. It’s comforting to have her hand in yours again (especially after you almost died letting go of it).
“It’s fine, I already saw the other group before leaving.” Obvious lie, but he didn’t need to know that. 
As you all begin to spin again, Se-mi gives your hand a short squeeze before looking down at you with a gentle smile that, as always, almost looks like a smirk.
“I was right about you.” You chuckle at this and turn away to hide your reddened face, but of course, the moment doesn’t last very long. 
“3 players.”
The three of you barely spare a glance at Thanos and Nam-gyu before you grab each other’s hands and run off, hearing the rapper scream a curse at your betrayal. You almost want to laugh, but you’re too focused on holding onto Se-mi and Min-su’s hands for dear life as you run towards one of the few open rooms still available. 
They’re filling up too quickly, and out of the corner of your eye, you see two other groups scrambling towards the one room you have your sights set on. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you come to the horrifying realization that groups of three might be too small to fit everyone that was still alive, even if they were all paired up. The thought makes your legs move that much faster, but just as you’re about to reach your safe haven, a body collides with yours and sends you flying towards the floor. 
10 seconds left.
“Min-su?!” He was on your left, but where is he?
7 seconds left.
“Get up, get inside the room!” Se-mi. You’re pretty sure it’s her rough hands that grab your sweater and pull you up.
5 seconds left.
“Where is he?! Min-su!” You stumble over your feet, your mind reeling as you’re bouncing back and forth between trying to find him and trying to follow Se-mi into the room.
3 seconds left.
“Wait! Wait, please help me!” He’s half on the ground, half fighting against a man trying to get up in front of him to enter a room to your right. You’re already in yours, and an arm wrapped tight around your waist prevents you from running out to save his life once again. 
1 second left.
“Let go! Min-su!” 
The buzzer sounds right as the door slams shut in your face.
The lock clicks shut.
Somewhere outside, you hear gunfire and the desperate cries of men and women who failed. 
For a second, you think you can hear him begging for his life, but then a single shot rings out and his fate is sealed.
Somewhere in the haze of emotions, you continue to grasp onto her arm like a lifeline. Your head rings, and you don’t even hear the announcer’s call for each of the next two rounds. It’s Se-mi who makes sure you’re right next to her the entire time, no matter which group you join or which room you scramble into. She doesn’t bother to ask if you’re okay (because it is extremely obvious this time, with tear tracks on your cheeks and shallow eyes staring into the distance), but her firm hold on you still shows her underlying care. That, and the slight shake of her body reminds you that despite her previous bravado and confidence, she’s still human just like you. 
When the game ends, you step over the blood of the losers to make it back to the main room (you wonder if you had stepped on Min-su’s as well - the thought of it makes you sick to your stomach). 
Thanos greets the two of you with excitement even after you left him and Nam-gyu in the dust, but you don’t even have it in you to entertain his antics now. Your head was pounding, and the only thing keeping you from curling up into a ball on the spot was Se-mi’s arm around your shoulders; she was holding onto you like you would curl up and die if she let go, which you might. 
When you both settle into her bed, you really begin to feel the weight of his absence. 
“I’m sorry for grabbing you like that,” she says, her voice quiet as if you were a deer about to sprint away. “...You wouldn’t have made it in time-”
“I know.” You’re curt, almost rude, and you feel bad immediately for your outburst. It wasn’t her fault, you reminded yourself. It wasn’t her fault that your first selfless moment in this hellhole means nothing now. “I… I’m sorry. You saved my life. Thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me for that.” Her hand caresses yours, soothing you into finally allowing your tense body to relax.
Something about her gentle demeanor coaxes out a more peaceful side in you, and you lean your head on her shoulder. You’re pleasantly surprised at her lack of resistance, and something in your gut burns when she leans her head right back on yours. 
For a second, you think about No-eul and feel a strange amount of guilt creeping up on you, but Se-mi changes her grip on your hand slightly to interlace your fingers and it all goes away. You owe nothing to her. Companionship isn’t something she should bar you from looking for when you face death at her hands everyday now. 
What’s so wrong with finding your own comfort in the beautiful, kind, and unexpectedly soft woman sitting next to you? 
350 million won. 
It’s enough for those smugglers, enough for her, and so, it’s enough for you to change your vote. 
When red LEDs light up your face and you begin exchanging your blue patch for a red one, you feel the weight of the entire situation crashing down on you. 
You chose life this time. From now on, if you die, it won’t be of your own volition anymore. This fact disturbs you greatly, so you’re quick in pushing through the crowd to get right back to Se-mi’s side. You’re glad she chose to live too. If you made it out of here, you wouldn’t want to lose contact with her. Trauma bonds are pretty strong apparently. 
When two groups of men start walking out of the bathrooms covered in blood and money begins to fill the pig again, you shuffle a bit closer to Se-mi, and her grip on your hand tightens. 
Supposedly it was a brawl, and from the frantic head counts of both sides, the O’s had lost one extra man. The sight of a bloody Nam-gyu shuffling onto Thano’s bed, shaking from the drugs with a frantic, bloodthirsty look in his eyes made your stomach drop. Now, there was no idiotic rapper to take hold of his leash, and you were sure he would want to kill you two after you turned your backs on him twice. 
The cold steel of the fork you took from dinner provided a comforting weight inside your pocket. 
“Se-mi.” She turns towards you.
“Yeah?”
“Sleep on this side tonight, okay?” Your grip on her arm is tight and you know you must look completely shaken by now, but she still gives her signature confident smirk.
“Sure, but you better make it worth my while.”
Your face goes red and you scoff, making her chuckle. God, you’re glad you have someone like this by your side.
When the screams begin, you immediately dig into your pocket and pull out your makeshift weapon. You want to call out for her, but you’re terrified that if you make a single noise, you and her will be swarmed by the wolves tearing apart the people all around you. 
Where the fuck are the guards?! No, who are you kidding, of course they would sit by and let you kill each other. Probably the highlight of their night. Under the fear, you feel so much anger and pain at the situation that you can barely focus.  
No-eul’s face flashes in your mind once again but now, you’re beginning to struggle to differentiate her from the other murderers all around you. 
No, no, no. You can’t think that way. She’s not like any of them.
“You traitor bitch!” You turn your head down to look for the familiar voice, and to your utter horror, Nam-gyu is standing right below you. Across from him (and cornered against the wall) is Se-mi. Even with the strobing lights, you can see the intense fear under her angry expression. “I’m gonna fucking gut you!”
When he charges at her, you make one of the easiest choices of your entire life and roll off the side of the bunk. 
You nearly miss your landing, but your fork doesn’t and his scream of pain reveals that instantly. You take both him and yourself to the ground, but your heart is racing and you can still feel him bucking from beneath you, so you don’t get a chance to breathe before yanking the fork out of his shoulder and slamming it back down into the side of his neck. The feeling of it sinking it and spraying your hand with hot blood is sickening beyond belief, but you block out everything except the feeling of his squirming beneath you and raise the metal above your head again. 
You aren’t sure how many times you bring it down on him, but a body colliding into yours knocks you out of your spiral.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Se-mi’s voice barely comprehends in your ears, but you can feel her arms around you clearly. “He’s dead, it’s okay, we’re okay.” Her hand rubs your back soothingly, and only then do you realize there are tears pouring down your cheeks.
Your chest heaves as you openly sob, clinging to her like a lifeline and unintentionally smearing the back of her sweater with Nam-gyu’s blood. You shut out everything but her voice, and even when the guards enter and fire into the air, you don’t find yourself flinching once, simply dropping to the floor still in her arms.
When some of the players gun down all the guards in the room, you hide in the corner with Se-mi (who was still whispering comforting words into your ears). You watch as players 120 and 456 take center stage in the room, shutting down the last bits of the riot and forcing the one square-mask guard onto his knees. They call for others to join them, others with military experience or even those with the faintest idea of how to use a gun. 
Of course, you had military experience right alongside No-eul, but the ache in your body and the tight grip Se-mi has on you keeps you from getting up. Your head pounds and spins as your eyes begin trailing around the slaughterhouse of a room. 
Dead people in green, dead people in pink. Your eyes linger on the guards and their triangle-masks, immediately recalling the shape No-eul had on hers. 
What if…
No.
The moment the team of rebels leaves, you go to get up but a tight grip on your forearm drags you right back down. 
“Hey, hey, where are you going?” Her eyes are confused but her voice is just as gentle as it’s been the entire time she sat there combing her fingers through your hair and whispering about how brave you were and how thankful she was. “Talk to me please, what’s wrong?”
“I just need to check something, that’s all.” She doesn’t look satisfied, but Se-mi lets you get up after you give her a brisk hug and a strained smile. 
With a shaky breath, you begin to make your rounds. You can feel the eyes on you as you walk up the first guard and pull off their mask, letting out a quiet sigh of relief at the lack of familiarity in their dead eyes. 
With each one, you grow more and more tense, steeling yourself for the possibility of seeing No-eul’s empty, dead eyes staring back at you. 
It would be the thing that kills you. The loss of your reason to fight in the first place. 
Kneeling down next to the final guard, you can barely breathe as your fingers brush against the edge of their mask. Your hands are shaking so bad and you curse yourself for your sudden lack of strength. You would die if it was her. You would pull that fork out of Nam-gyu’s neck and jam it in your own if it was her. 
Shutting your eyes tightly, you tug it off and let it clatter to the side. Your breathing slows when you peek and immediately recognize the face as belonging to a younger man’s, not your No-eul. 
Please God, give me this one thing and let her live. Let us leave with my blood money and never come back.
You can’t even feel joy or disappointment when the rebellion inevitably ends in a whimper. 
456 is dragged in and from a quick glance around the room, you see that 001 and 390 are missing as well. 120 and 388 sit dejectedly not too far away from you, and you can’t help but feel for them; they were people, far stronger than you, that failed to be the heroes. You can’t judge them, you never even considered fighting alongside these brave people in the first place. 
Now that everything has calmed down again and lights-out happens like every other night and not the bloodbath that ensued earlier, you’re far more aware of the sticky feeling of blood on your skin. Your sweater even feels slightly heavier, the entire front of it stained with deep red fluid.
“I-I need to wash this off.” Se-mi, who was almost drifting off next to you, shoots awake and gets up right behind you.
“I’ll come with you.” It’s an unspoken fact that she definitely would, but you’re still happy at the confirmation. 
In the haze of everything that’s occurred, you completely forget that No-eul has been the only reason you’ve been able to get into the bathroom these days, and the only reason she lets you in is because you’re you. So, when you call out and the door opens as usual, you’re confused at her stiff posture. However, after a weird awkward silence, she steps aside to let both you and Se-mi in, almost slamming the door behind you two. 
No-eul’s eyes trail you two as you enter the bathroom together, and she can barely control herself from charging in there and kicking 380 out altogether; she had warned you about people like her, so what were you still doing clinging to her side like that? Moreover, seeing the blood practically covering your entire front was like a gut punch. 
She should’ve been there. She should’ve blown the heads off of whoever did that to you. She’s been careless, and she understands that now.
The worst she felt was during the Mingle game. Each time she had been sent in, her breath would hitch and she would hesitate for a few seconds at the entrance, eyes scanning the wide open area for any signs of you. Every single time she failed to spot the number 037 on the clothes of those she shot, a weight would be lifted off of her shoulders. 
After the final round, the room doors had opened just before she was able to leave through the soldier’s door. She takes the chance to search for your kind face, and instead is faced with the sight of you practically hanging off of 380, a lost, soulless look in your eyes. Pain for your sadness mixes with some other ugly emotion, and for a second, she lets herself imagine how your expression would change if she sent a bullet through 380’s heart. 
Would you cry out for that woman, or would you call No-eul’s name out of instinct, like a lost animal begging for comfort?
In the end, she simply leaves with her fellow soldiers, silently cursing herself for such a violent thought. 
As you scrub the blood off your face, neck, and hands, you do your best to not let your gaze drift back over to Se-mi. She finishes cleaning up long before you, and you can feel her eyes on you as you scrub away. But no matter how hard you seem to scratch at your hands, the faint red tint just won’t come out. Your breathing grows heavy, and you begin to rub at it harder with the soap. 
Your hands are still red.
The blood from his neck covers your hands, the sounds, the sounds-
“That’s good enough,” a soft voice sounds from beside you, gently taking your hands in hers as you shake.
“No, no, there’s still blood, I-, there’s still…” You turn your hands this way and that, examining them and the red tint you can’t seem to get rid of.
“It’s not blood, you’ve just been rubbing too hard…” She shushes you gently and her thumbs begin tracing circles on your raw palms. “I’m sorry you had to do that, I really am.”
You can only shake your head and press your face in the crook of her neck. It’s a familiar position, one you were in only last night but with a completely different woman. She’s just as soft as No-eul, but she doesn’t wrap her arms around your body and pull you close. Instead, her fingers find the zipper of your bloodied sweater and gently begin to pull it down. The motion makes you back away a little, and she lets your sweater fall to the ground after tugging it off you. 
It’s freeing without the weight of all that blood on you, and your heart swells when she takes off her own jacket to put it on you. This is the kind of care you rarely find yourself receiving, and whenever you did, it was usually by the hand of only one other person. You would have never expected the cocky, confident girl you met two days ago would become this important to you. 
You were right about her. Se-mi was the ever genuine, ever caring woman you hoped she was after your first real conversation together, and you wonder if the world finally decided to go easy on you for once by sending you a beacon of strength in the middle of this hellhole. 
“Thank you, Se-mi,” you breathe out, the feeling of her fingertips grazing the skin of your arms still present long after her hands have dropped back to her side.
She doesn’t respond. Her gaze is still heavy on you, but this time, you hold eye contact and let yourself drown in her eyes. For a split second, you’re sure you see them dart down to your lips, and you think she might just eat you alive with the way she’s examining you.
In an act that surprises even yourself, it’s you who leans forward and presses your lips against hers. Cliche fireworks don’t go off, but the second she reciprocates by grabbing the back of your neck to deepen the kiss, you feel the tension between you two finally reach a high point, and it’s euphoric.
You hold each other with pure, unadulterated desire as one of her hands travel down to your waist, pulling you in. The kiss deepens and somewhere in the back of your mind, you think of No-eul. She was right outside that door, what if you were caught?
What the hell are you thinking about right now?
“You’re beautiful, so perfect,” she whispers, and her words make your heart beat that much faster. “My brave girl.” Se-mi breaks the kiss to press her lips against your neck now instead, drawing a moan from deep in your throat. She’s still holding onto you like her life depends on it. 
Unfortunately, your mind is still whirling and you have to remind yourself once again that you owe No-eul absolutely nothing. She shouldn’t and wouldn’t be angry over you finding someone to love, who loved you in a place like this. Is it wrong to search for comfort when you’re so sure you might die tomorrow? Especially from someone like Se-mi, who has done nothing but protect you and care for you.
Your hands tangle in her hair as she slides a hand beneath your shirt-
“Player 380.”
You spin around as the door slams open, a gruff voice making you jump apart from Se-mi. You shouldn’t feel ashamed, but you do, especially when you can feel No-eul’s eyes trailing up and down your disheveled form, and you know she knows exactly what happened here.
“Get back to the room.” You look down to see her revolver gripped tightly in her hand, as if she’s fighting the urge to lift it.
“Just give us a couple more-”
“Now.” She practically growls out that last word, and you can hear a click in the silent bathroom as she loads her revolver at her side. 
Se-mi is brave, but she’s still smart enough to realize that she’s being threatened and would not win a fight against the taller woman with a loaded gun. WIth her head held high, she takes your hand and begins walking around the guard, but No-eul steps in her way and shakes her head.
“037 stays.” You all pause, and Se-mi grips your hand tighter.
“What? What the fuck are you on about? Just let us go back to the room-”
“She stays. Now get out before I make you.” No-eul takes a step forward, hand raising to point the barrel of the gun in Se-mi’s face. 
It’s difficult to hold herself back when she’s this close to doing what she wants with this random woman who’s begun impeaching on her world. The barrier holding you and No-eul together, apart from everyone else, has been disrupted, and she begins to wonder if you’ll actually hate her if she pulls the trigger now. She wants to, especially hearing you fucking moan for this woman.
Where else has she touched you? 
Her trigger finger twitches. 
“It’s okay, Se-mi,” you whisper, breaking your gaze from No-eul to look over at her. 
First name basis? You really want her to kill this woman.
“Just go, I’ll see you in a bit.”
Se-mi looks at you, confusion apparent in her features, but your face is perfectly calm and even though that disturbs her a little, she accepts it. She’ll trust you to stay alive with this psycho.
“Okay, just call out for me if you need anything.” No-eul scoffs at this, earning a glare from Se-mi before she walks out the bathroom. She spares you one final glance over her shoulder, and with a nod from you, she exits.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?!” You’re practically burning with anger at her behavior, but No-eul ignores your outburst and walks over to the door, turning the latch to lock it before turning back around to look at you. “You think ‘cause you have that mask on you can just go around pointing your gun at everyone?!”
“And what the hell were you doing?” She pulls her mask off, throwing it to the floor before pulling down her face covering. Now, you can actually see the anger simmering beneath her eyes, an accusatory look on her face as she steps closer. “Were you planning on having sex with her or something? This stranger you just met?”
Your face begins to burn for a different reason now.
“That’s… that’s none of your business. I’m a grown woman, I can decide what I want to do or not do.” Your voice is far too unsure and she laughs sarcastically. Running a hand through her sweaty hair, she approaches to stand right in front of you. Your breathing slows as her eyes trail down your face, locking onto the number 380 right above your heart. Her lips curl into a frown and she grabs Se-mi’s sweater, looking like she wanted to burn a hole through the number on your chest. 
To her, it’s a reminder of her failure to protect you as she swore she always would, and now, in the wake of this failure, another person has come along and threatened to take her place - a place in your life she would kill anyone to keep. 
“Take this off,” she breathes out. The air is tense, and you almost want to deny her just to see what she would do, but fuck, she almost looks genuinely hurt and you can’t say no now. 
With your eyes still locked onto hers, you slowly pull the sweater off and let it drop to the ground at your feet. Her eyes are still pinned to your chest, but now you’re so close that you can feel her soft breathing on your face. You swallow harshly and press your face against her shoulder, bunching up her pink tracksuit in your hands as you pull her closer. The feeling of her so close again kills all the tension in your shoulders. This is the safest you’ve felt in 24 hours, and it’s in the arms of a woman who’s been killing people like you the entire time. 
You’re almost a bit ashamed, but what’s wrong with being a bit selfish for once?
You’re shaking in her arms when she pulls back slightly to cup your wet cheeks in her hands. You hadn’t even realized you had started crying again, but now, she’s looking down at your glassy eyes and swollen lips with so much intensity that you forget why you were crying in the first place. Her thumb swipes a tear off your cheek before she leans down, lips brushing against yours. 
“My beautiful girl.”
Finally, nine years after the day you met, she presses her lips against yours and claims you as hers. Faintly, you feel your back collide with the wall behind you as her tongue slips in your mouth. You’re holding onto her suit for dear life as she practically devours you, and you wonder how you were ever angry at this woman. It’s far more intense than the softness you experienced earlier with Se-mi, and you’re beginning to feel the effects of being pent up for so long. 
It’s not like you’ve never had sex with her before (to be fair, it’s only happened once), but this was far too emotional to be compared to the drunken haze you were both in when she fucked you over the seat of her van. There were no kisses shared then, no gentle caress of your face before she took you for herself. 
You’re dragged from your own thoughts when you feel a hand slide under your shirt and bra, gasping into her mouth as a cold hand cups your breast, roughly pinching your nipple between two fingers. You whimper right into her ear as her lips move down to your neck, sucking and biting as you openly pant. She’s practically surrounded you by now, but it’s not enough. 
With trembling hands, you grab the zipper of her pink suit and yank it down to reveal her slender body underneath. She practically tears the black turtleneck underneath the suit off as you stare. Your fingers scratch down her toned torso and you drink in the wonderful groan that leaves her mouth. As you’re preoccupied, she tugs on the hem of your sweatpants, pulling them down right along with your panties in one pull. 
Faintly, as her hands grip the plush of your thighs, you try to determine if you’ve ever felt such strong feelings of desire, of love, of anything with anybody. 
No, you’re sure you’ve felt this before. 
Your eyes shoot open as she calls your name. Somewhere in the haze, No-eul has dropped to her knees in front of you, and now, she’s looking at you like you hold the world in your hands.
“Do you still love me?” A pause, and her fingers press harder into your thigh, cold leather gloves long forgotten on the floor. “Can you still accept me?”
Every moment that you remember being so close to that overwhelming emotion, No-eul is right there next to you. 
“I’ve loved you since the day we met.”
A tear falls from her pained eyes, but you aren’t given the opportunity to wipe it away before she leans forward and presses her open mouth against your core. A gasp leaves your mouth and you immediately tangle your fingers in her short hair. It’s a bit too much to take in all at once - the woman you’ve loved for years is fucking you, and this time, you think she might actually love you back.
No, who are you kidding, you know she loves you. Maybe not as much as you love her, but she has to love you if she’s on her knees like this for you.
With the comfort of this knowledge, you lean your head back and lose yourself in the feeling of her tongue deep inside you, strong hands holding you still against the wall even if your legs feel like giving out. As your moans and pants fill the room, you beg internally that Se-mi isn’t waiting right outside the door to walk you back (or at least let the sound-proofing be decent). 
Unsurprisingly, after a couple years without any genuine intimacy with anyone (you couldn’t bear to let anyone fuck you after No-eul did), you reach your peak quickly. It doesn’t feel like some triumphant moment; your legs shake as the tight coil in your stomach unwinds and it’s satisfying to some extent, but you can’t stop the sudden rush of tears that follow. 
Why did your acceptance of your feelings for her have to come in a place like this - covered in the blood of someone you killed with your own two hands? 
Your legs finally give out in your grief, but she’s quick to catch you, leaning back to properly sit down on the floor as she carefully guides you onto her lap. For a moment, you just tuck your head in her neck and cry as a hand gently rubs your back. 
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” No-eul whispers, caught up in her own guilt for leading you down the same hateful path she accepted long ago. Why did you have to love her? Why did you have to follow her road towards self-destruction, the one she vowed to shield you from?
You want to tell her that she has nothing to be sorry about because you chose all of this on your own, but you can’t bring yourself to speak. You’re worried that if you open your mouth now, all you’ll do is start spouting nonsense about how much you love her and how much of your humanity you would forsake to protect her dream. 
Instead of further exposing yourself, you gently take the hand she’s kept on your waist and guide it down lower once again. To her credit, she understands right away and you’re given no time to prepare for the two long, slender fingers she pushes inside you. The sound of your sharp inhale right next to her ear must’ve been enough confirmation that you were okay, because she immediately starts moving them up and down inside you, rubbing gently against your still sensitive walls. 
Your hands wrap around her back and grip her shoulders as your hips begin to move in tandem with her hands, your heavy breathing a stark contrast against her soft one. The hand she had on your back is still there, soothing you until your tears turn from ones of sadness to ones of pleasure. 
As the high you’re chasing starts to get closer, you tear your nails down her back. Even though she’s still the same person as she was minutes ago, something feels different this time.
“Please don’t stop, please-”
“I won’t, I swear.” The hand on your back flies down to grip your hips to hold you steady as your movements grow more frantic. “I’ll never let you go, not for anything.”
You almost fall forward when she suddenly leans back, but you catch yourself on her shoulders once again. This time, she looks you square in the eyes as she pushes you over the edge, her gaze filled with an emotion you know too well.
“I love you,” she breathes out, and this is all you need to fall apart in her hands. “I’m in love with you, I can’t let you go, I won’t.”
In the afterglow of the moment, she wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you right up against her body.
“Even if you can’t love me anymore, I’ll continue holding onto you for the rest of my life.”
You smile at her words. You feel more content than you ever have before.
It wouldn’t be so bad to die in this place now.
A/N: my bad min-su fans and nam-guy fans, its for the plot y'all😭😭also if im being completely honest, I started writing writing this longass story just for smut with no-eul but it got so unexpectedly deep cuz I couldn't handle writing it with no build-up or emotional tension or ANYTHING
hope y'all enjoyed and LOL to the fellow FREAKS out there I hope the smut was alright cuz that was the most difficult part for me... LMK WHAT U THINK!! pt. 3 is coming in SEVEN MONTHS LMFAO😭😭😭SEASON 3 SAVE ME... SAVE ME SEASON 3
also if u request feel free to add details and stuff I might be able to build it into a longass story like this (but WOW this took too long) also I LOVE TO WRITE SAD SHT!!! SEND ME SAD SHT ILL LOVE IT!!
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yummymitzy · 1 month ago
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Irregular meetings
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Pairings: Se-mi x guard!reader
A/N: Anybody else agree that Se-mi is fine as hell?? I will most definitely write for her and Sae-Byeok more often, requests are always welcome!
-Se-mi didn’t really care for you at first, to her, you were just another pink guard strapped with an M-12.
-But she noticed the subtle things around her that changed, chills running through her body as though she was being watched, her food was slightly more enjoyable as others. (although still plain)
- But what had revealed it to her was the Lights Out game, that was supposed to be it for her, or so she thought.
- Se-mi is determined, yet an introverted individual, but she felt vulnerable with the lights out, cornered by her former teammate (she didn’t really like him)
- With nothing else to defend herself, she felt weak as he left one stab wound on her shoulder, the next aiming for her neck.
-Until a flash of pink flashed before her eyes, a warm liquid splattering on her face and a ringing in her ears. She was in shock, wondering why the hell would a guard be out here, let alone save her. But she won’t be complaining
-Se-mi didn’t snap out of her trance until her surroundings appeared to be in a bathroom, the pink cladded square guard carrying her. Before setting her down on the ground and stepping away.
-It didn’t take her long to shoot up, with her forgotten fork in her tight grasp, raising it up towards you.
“Why the hell did you bring me here. Answer me.”
- Staying silent, you looked around before peeling off the mask and balaclava. You were beautiful, a woman too. Se-mi had never thought a woman with a pretty face like yours would be behind a mask.
- Sighing before raising your hands in surrender. “I’m just here to help you, would’ve sucked if you died out there, huh? I should be getting a thanks, I’m risking my life here too.”
- “If you’re risking your life then why’d you save me in the first place.”
- Staying silent, you were quick to gently peel her shirt off of the area around her injured shoulder, waiting to see if she’d pull away, she didn’t.
- Silence emanated throughout the room as you swiftly stitched her up, well enough for her to play the upcoming games.
- “I’ve caught an interest in you, 380. Now don’t let my help go to waste and win, hm?”
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fontainexpert · 29 days ago
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𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 — 𝙨𝙚-𝙢𝙞/𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 380
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ᓚᘏᗢ  se-mi / player 380 x 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
ᓚᘏᗢ  where it’s almost dinner time after the first game, but you are craving something else instead.
tags; lesbian sex, smut, vaginal fingering, oral sex. Se-mi! receiving it.
*MUNCH is a slang commonly used in someone that really enjoys doing oral sex. it's often used by people who get pussy-drunk in oral sex, and don't care about their own pleasure, only their partner.
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Throwing her head back, Se-mi loudly moaned.
As soon as she entered the bathroom, her underwear already wet with anticipation, she watched as you removed your own jacket, and then hers. The girl gave a few steps in your direction, and watched as you pulled her t-shirt, bringing her close, lips meeting with desperate kisses and wandering hands on her waist.
"Jump on the sink for me baby." You muttered, licking and sucking Se-mi's neck, giving a few hickeys she knew you would proudly look at.
As soon as Se-mi jumped and opened her legs so you could be in the middle, it was game over. The sink was small, sure. Not to mention the tap sink that was bothering her spine. However, all discomfort went out the drain when she saw you kneeling in front of her and removing her pants and underwear in one go.
Buried nose-deep in her wet pussy, your hands gripped her thighs like a vice, digging in the meat with both your hands and tongue deep inside. The best part is that you knew that you would be the only one to see the purple bruises that would most likely form in the area. Se-mi’s skin always so sensitive, bruising easily with the smallest of efforts.
You ran your tongue over her clit, just to suck gently a second later, making Se-mi shake in an overstimulation that barely started. She tasted like heaven, god, and you thought how you would absolutely never tire of eating such a pretty pussy that always gushed so good in response to your touches and caresses.
You continued sucking her clit, giving a few stops to flatten up your tongue and roll it, watching as Se-mi twitched and moaned. You brought your tongue to the dripping hole of the pussy you were currently devouring, groaning in pleasure and pain as the woman screamed once more, grabbing your hair and shoving your face deep in her pussy, riding it slowly, a breathless smile on her face.
"I love- I love your mouth." She moaned with a smile on her face, biting her lip piercing and making movements back and forth, riding your tongue, chuckling in disbelief at you, whose face was buried in the middle of her thighs, rolled your eyes back at your head, as if you was the one receiving it. "You love when I ride your face, don't you?" She finished talking, throwing her head back with a delirious sigh. "My little *munch."
Se-mi's eyes went to the back of her head in pleasure, continuing to moan freely as you continued to munch her pussy away. Arching her back, she gasped as she felt two fingers enter her, plunging back and forth.
Her hips continued to move up and down, rubbing her pretty pussy all over your nose and mouth, smearing her juices. She continued to shamelessly ride your face, opening her legs wider, arching her back as the seconds passed and more pleasure she felt.
Oh how you wished you both were back in Se-mi's apartment, where the woman would be laying down completely naked, receiving the best oral sex she ever received from someone, playing with her nipples and teasing the girl in between her thighs with images of her squeezing her boobs and twisting her nipples. Usually, this would trigger you to continue eating her as long as she wished, no matter how many orgasms the girl would go through.
But you would be completely lying if you said that you weren’t enjoying it as it was now.
Each time Se-mi would close her thighs, you would just chuckle against her clit and force them open, enjoying how the smallest groan or pressure on the sensitive part would make her entire body quiver. You made circular movements with the tip of your tongue, appreciating the pink bundle of nerves, now angry red, asking for release and more pleasure.
A devoted munch, you were.
It truly didn’t matter how many times you ate Se-mi out, you never would tire. Ever. Her pussy tasted like heaven, the perfect taste and glistening so much it would shine against a light. If possible to one day choose how to die, you would have absolutely voted to die in between her thighs, slurping and swallowing all the release Se-mi would give to you.
You continued to lap at her clit, curling your fingers up precisely against the spot that always melted the other girl. Scissoring your fingers inside the tight hole they were in, you sensed the walls beginning to spasm around them, knowing that the girl would cum soon, and unfortunately, the fun would be cut short.
Considering that they were doing this inside the bathroom of the place they were first kidnapped, you begrudgingly knew that you wouldn’t have much time to tease Se-mi.
Broken moans left Se-mi's mouth, not a single coherent phrase or word leaving her lips. You hungrily looked up, watching as the woman who always acted so nonchalant about everything around her, was now pathetically moaning and begging for release, not even managing to form a sentence.
She whined a few weaks coming, coming, coming one after the other, broken pleas at the tip of her tongue. She was mewling, eyes rolled at the back of her head, her juices now dripping down your chin and completely soaking your skin. Lucky for you, already knowing that you liked it messy, liked to slurp it all up, make Se-mi's pussy as sloppy as possible and then bury your face deep inside; as a precaution, you removed your shirt, staying only in a bra. And now, as you lapped on the sweet pussy in your mouth, a few drops of the juice would drip from your chin, to your breasts.
Removing your face, you breathed quickly. "I need you to cum for me." Humming as you went back to suck at the clit. Grasping Se-mi's thighs and bringing them even closer, closing them around your head and burying your face once more to the wet paradise. 
Se-mi moaned your name, riding your face with gusto, tongue often touching her own lip piercing, while her hands touched your hair and continued pressing your mouth into her pussy. You moved your face, going side to side and slurping her clit and fingers plunging harder inside her wet hole. No doubt, your entire face would be smeared in her juices at this point. 
Unfortunately, you had to move back and grasp a few gulps of air, before diving back in.
"C'mon baby, make a mess of my face."
That was enough for Se-mi. She began chanting your name like a prayer, gasping in the immense pleasure she was feeling. The shock spamming through her body, thighs shaking terribly and certainly would have fallen if she was standing. She came with a loud groan, eyes closed but rolling at the back of her head.
You, however, continued sucking and slurping every juice that now fell inside your mouth. Drinking like a starved woman, and maybe you were, just not for food or actual water. 
Se-mi whined in overstimulation, pushing your head back. You obeyed and unfortunately released her clit from your lips, giving one last lick in appreciation before removing your fingers from her vagina and licking them up, maintaining eye contact with the woman.
“Thank you for the dessert before dinner, baby.”
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HELLO; thank you for reading! i hope you enjoyed it!
- this smut part was taken from my fanfiction on wattpad, called "CARNAL", by the username of fontainexpert! feel free to see the entire fanfic if you'd like! <3
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extinctlesspains · 1 month ago
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Hi! i wanted to ask ir you could write some headcanons of Se-mi (player 380) cuddling with shy f!reader. I love your writes :3
A/n: Hiii!! I'm so glad you like my writings! And I hope you like this one too ♡
Տᗴ-ᗰI ᑕᑌᗪᗪᒪIᑎᘜ ՏᕼY ᖇᗴᗩᗪᗴᖇ ᕼᗴᗩᗪᑕᗩᑎOᑎՏ
-ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs sғᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ɴsғᴡ-
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ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ
☆ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ (ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ 380) x sʜʏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
☆ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
☆ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟs
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sғᴡ
- ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴏɴғɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀssᴇʀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ, sᴏ sʜᴇ’s ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. sʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇs ʜᴏᴡ sʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢʟʏ ʙᴏʟᴅ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜ ʜᴇʟᴘs ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴄᴇ.
- ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ sᴘᴏᴛ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴀᴘ, ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴛɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜɪɴ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ. ɪᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴀ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ.
- ᴘʟᴀʏғᴜʟ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ: sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇsɪsᴛ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ғʟᴜsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ. “ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʟᴜsʜɪɴɢ, ʙᴀʙᴇ? ɪ’ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʀᴍ.” ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʀᴋ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ɪᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀsᴇ (ᴏʀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ).
- ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ sɪᴅᴇ: ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇs ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs, sʜᴇ sᴏғᴛᴇɴs ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ. sᴇ-ᴍɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ, sᴛʀᴏᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ sᴏғᴛ ʀᴇᴀssᴜʀᴀɴᴄᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ, “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ sᴀғᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ?”
- ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: sʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴇs ᴛᴀɴɢʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇɢs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴏʀ ʙᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ. sᴇ-ᴍɪ sᴀʏs ɪᴛ’s ᴛᴏ "ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴜɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ," ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ’s ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴀʀ.
- ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ: ɪғ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜʏ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ, sᴇ-ᴍɪ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴡʀᴀᴘ ᴀɴ ᴀʀᴍ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴋɪss ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢʟᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘsᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
- ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴄᴇ: sʜᴇ’s ɪɴᴄʀᴇᴅɪʙʟʏ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜʏɴᴇss. sᴇ-ᴍɪ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴘʀᴇssᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ sʜᴇ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ ᴍᴇʟᴛs ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ.
- ᴘɪʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛᴀʟᴋ: ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ʟᴀᴛᴇ-ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇs, sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ, sɪʟʟʏ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ. sʜᴇ’s ᴏʙsᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀsʟᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍs.
- ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʀᴜɴs ᴡᴀʀᴍ, sᴏ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʜᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ. sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴀ “sɴᴜɢɢʟᴇ ғᴏʀᴛʀᴇss.”
- sᴏғᴛ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs: ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ sʜᴇ’s ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏɴғɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴇ-ᴍɪ ɢᴇᴛs ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ, ᴀs ɪғ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ. ɪᴛ’s ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ’s ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ.
ɴsғᴡ
- ʟɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇs: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴘᴀᴛᴛᴇʀɴs ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇ. ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀs sʜᴇ ғᴇᴇʟs ʏᴏᴜ sǫᴜɪʀᴍ, ʜᴇʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛʙᴀɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʙʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴɪᴘᴘʟᴇs ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ.
- ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʜᴀʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ʟᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴀʀ. sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪᴛ's ᴘʟᴀʏғᴜʟ, ʟɪᴋᴇ, "ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, " ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅɪʀᴛɪᴇʀ: "ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs... ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴs ғᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ."
- ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ: sʜᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ sʜʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ. ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʟɪɢʜᴛᴇsᴛ ɢᴀᴘ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ, sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴛᴜɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ��ʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴡɪʟʟ sʟɪᴅᴇ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜɪɢʜs ᴏʀ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, sᴏ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴋɪss ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴇᴀsᴛs.
- ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅ ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ sʜʏɴᴇss, sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴛɪʟᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪɴ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴀᴢᴇ, ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʀᴋ ᴜɴᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀs, "ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ʙᴀʙʏ? ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sʜʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ." sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴜʙs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟɪᴛ.
- ᴘʟᴀʏғᴜʟ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀɴᴄᴇ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғʟᴜsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ. sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ, ᴛɪʟᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪss ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴊᴀᴡʟɪɴᴇ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴛᴄʜ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. "ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs," sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴛᴇᴀsᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀs ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ sᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴘᴀɴᴛɪᴇs.
- ᴛʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀʙᴏɴᴇ: ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟɪɴɢ, sᴇ-ᴍɪ's ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀɪғᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀʙᴏɴᴇ. sʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇs ɪᴛ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴅᴇʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ, ᴀs ɪғ ᴛᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs, sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴘʀᴇss ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴋɪssᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ. sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇʀʀɪᴛᴏʀʏ sᴏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ;)
- "ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ" ɢʀᴀᴢᴇs: ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ "ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ" ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟɪɴɢ, ʙʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʟᴜsʜ. sᴜᴄʜ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇᴅ ᴄᴜɴᴛ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀʀᴅ ɴɪᴘᴘʟᴇs, ᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀss. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴀsᴘ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɢɢʟᴇ, sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ, ғᴇɪɢɴɪɴɢ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ. "ᴏᴏᴘs- ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ?"
- ᴘɪɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ, sᴏ sʜᴇ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ sʜɪғᴛs ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ. sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ʀᴇsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀs, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀ: "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs."
- ᴋɪssᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀᴀɪʟ: ᴡʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ᴀs ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴋɪssᴇs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ᴛʀᴀɪʟs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴀᴡʟɪɴᴇ, ɴᴇᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ. sᴇ-ᴍɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, sᴀᴠᴏʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs, ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘs ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴋɪɴ. "ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴀʀᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ..."
- ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsɪᴛʏ: ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ, sᴇ-ᴍɪ's ᴘʟᴀʏғᴜʟ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ sʜɪғᴛs ɪɴᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsᴇ. ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ɢʀɪᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪᴘs ғɪʀᴍʟʏ, ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ sʟᴏᴡs, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇssᴇs ʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀs, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴜsᴋʏ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ: "ʏᴏᴜ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ?" "ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɢʜ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ."
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k1mbe3rly · 26 days ago
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PLS WRITE ABOUT SEMI 😭😭😭 nsfw alphabet?
ofccc i love her😩
Se-mi NSFW alphabet
⚠️WLW⚠️ sorryyy i see her into girls mainly 😓
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
After a rough fucking, she is so sweet, she’ll ask if your okay and helps you clean up, and maybe if you aren’t too tired a bath together
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Her favorite body part about you is your boobs, she loves to lay on them, and suck them
Her favorite body part about herself is definitely her hands, she loves to finger you, touch you anything she can do with her hands she uses on you
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Makes you drink her cum, and would also swallow your cum as well, as well ask making you cum on her strap on
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Her dirty secret is wanting to make someone who likes you, watch yall fuck to prove that your only hers
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
She’s pretty experience but not much, definitely got more experience when she got with you, but over all she knows what she’s doing
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
her favorite position to fuck you is doggy style and missionary (strap on)
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
She’s kinda serious but does do like one unfunny joke than goes back to fucking your harshly
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
I’ll say she shaves often but obviously not everyday
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
she’s very into the moment and only focus on you
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
no comment, but she barely masturbates
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
her kinks are degrading, praising, and hair pulling, and maybe a bit of cum play
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
honeslty anywhere she can fuck you with a strap, mainly the bedroom tho
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
neck kisses and dirty talk
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
harsh slapping or anything to cause you too much pain is a big no
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
she loves eating you out, seeing you squirm around and moan for her is her biggest turn on, but she does love it when you eat her out
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
oh hunni she’s really ROUGH, till the point where your whole body shakes at her thrust and the bed moving along
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
she is so down for a quickie, loves to finger you so fucking fast it’s crazy
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
takes risk she doesn’t not gaf, she’s that YOLO type of girl
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
she can last many rounds but would stop if you feel tired or if it’s too much
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
just a vibrator and a strap on AND a dildo (just for double penetration)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
she’s loves to tease, most definitely edge you
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
just low moans and pants
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
has an album of your nudes
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
the strap on is 7 inches at most, maybe she’ll get another one to be 8 inches.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
normal amount, normal numbers of fuckings unless your super needy
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
right after she’s done taking care of you she’s gone into a deep sleep
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puddinrin · 19 days ago
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IDIOTS EVERYWHERE! >TEAM THANOS X F!READER
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summary: being the babysitter of literal grown men with your gorgeous wife se-mi
pairings: se-mi x f!reader (wlw because we all wanna be her bitch), platonic! thanos, nam gyu, min su & gyeong su x f!reader
warnings: man children
a/n: (name) is a fashion designer!
part one: lady boss! here
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literal man child. all of them.
you think min su at least is more responsible than the other three
but no, boy can literally be utterly clueless sometimes
namgyu at 11.40 am
min su ask lady boss if we could bring allen into the apartment
dw u cute she wont get mad at u
"(name), nam gyu asked if they could bring the german shepherd from downstairs into the apartment." min-su asked, looking up from his phone after reading the message that was sent to him.
"sure. tell them to get its dog certificate from the owner and it can sleep in my room too." you replied, full of sarcasm as you and se-mi, who let out a snicker at that - prepare the coffee table for lunch.
min-su perked up, shocked that you agreed without any arguments. "really?!" you looked at him, baffled, searching for any signs he realised that you were just being sarcastic.
spoiler alert, he didn't. god bless this man and your patience.
thanos has a habit of holding the handle of your bag when going through a crowd
his brain shut down at random times
so he needs you or nam gyu or anyone else to make sure he don't face plant into a pole or smth
while nam gyu holds you by the back of your neck while he walks behind you
leading you to wherever you guys are going
you and se-mi love to spite the others by being lovey dovey with each other
can't help with how se-mi can't keep her hands to herself too
while you walk with the others, she has a hand on your waist or hip, keeping you close to her
she love holding your hands too
keeping your intertwined hands in the pocket of her black leather coat when it's cold outside.
"your hands so cold, baby." se-mi frowned as she held your hands, caressing your skin. she then intertwined your fingers together before putting it in the pocket of her black coat.
you smiled giddily as you couldn't help but feel flustered from her action. "let's get some warm soup later, the one you like." she suggested, rubbing your knuckles with her thumb.
"okay." you nodded, before holding her arm with your other hand, hugging it.
from behind, nam gyu dramatically gagged at the scene in front of him. "gosh, couples."
thanos groaned, slinging his arm around min-su's shoulder, pulling him to his side. "min-su, cutie. come on, hold my hand too."
"i refuse." he replied, trying to push him away.
you have to hold back se-mi from killing them
however, se-mi doesn't bother holding you back from jumping them whenever they get on your last nerve
she encourages you to send them to hell and have the devil personally give them a tour of it
especially when you're taking measurements for their outfits
"su bong, hold still!" you groaned, smacking his stomach. he let out a playful 'ow', holding his stomach dramatically. "so fierce, senorita."
nam gyu chuckled as he watched the scene before him, snacking on a bag of lays chips.
"don't blame me if your pants drop in the middle of your performances because i couldn't get the right measurement." you threatened lightly, circling the measuring tape around his hips.
thanos gasped, grinning as he clapped his hands. "the fans would love that, wouldn't they?!"
gyeong-su cackled, looking through the designs of outfit that you had planned for them on your ipad. "nah, you would blow up on X."
nam gyu laughed, brushing his hands against each other to get rid of any chips dust. "that would be great publicity for black stones wouldn't that?"
"oh my god, no one wants to see your weeny, choi su bong!"
se-mi didn't have to hold you back from killing them
but she had to hold you back from strangling yourself with the measuring tape hanging around your neck
they love taking pictures of you
they your personal paparazzi
especially thanos, nam gyu and se-mi
it could range from you looking like an utter goddess that graced the world to the most mememable picture of you.
their birthday posts and instagram stories of you is whole rollercoaster ride
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pinkyplonk · 23 days ago
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This is so poorly made I'm sorry 😔
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svetamillss · 26 days ago
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Headcanons: NSFW relations with them🩵
Featuring: Cho Hyun Ju x Reader(f), Se Mi x Reader(f), Kang Dae Ho x Reader(f), Kang Sae Byeok x Reader(f), Nam Gyu x Reader(f)
Warnings: NSFW, cunnilingus, role-playing games.
A/N: Your orders will definitely be done, I'll start tomorrow!
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Cho Hyun Ju
Sometimes you can play role-playing games with your beloved girl. It doesn't happen to you often, because you're not a special fan of this, but sometimes you really want to.
You have a lot of outfits for your games, with you Hyun Ju will not hesitate to put on a skirt in which her dick will be visible, which has not yet been operated on.
Your main roles: Mistress and housekeeper, teacher and student, boss and subordinate. Your Hyunnie always occupies the main positions, because you love it when she dominates you, and she doesn't mind at all.
Se Mi
At first glance, it may seem that Se Mi is very cheeky and callous, but it is not! She is very gentle and attentive with you, especially during sex. She will constantly ask you if it doesn't hurt you, because she wants you to get only pleasure.
Despite all her tenderness to you, she likes to mock you. The girl brings you to the very peak, and then forbids you to cum, which leads you to such disappointment.
- My love, come on, you'll be patient for a while and won't cum until I tell you? Okay? - instead of an answer, she only gets a moan from you, which has a mixture of sadness and pleasure.
Kang Dae Ho
Eye contact is important for your guy during sex. That's why you practice in such poses so that you can easily look at each other. Of course, you are always very embarrassed by this and try to turn away, but Dae Ho will not allow it, he will gently take you by the chin and ask you not to turn away, while gently kissing you.
- Honey, please don't turn away, look at me.
It's just important for him to see that you feel good with him.
Kang Sae Byeok
Your girlfriend will never let you dominate her. She likes to give you pleasure herself and be the main one. Of course, she will allow you to do cunnilingus to her, but even here she will not let you feel like the main one.
Also, the girl likes to give you double pleasure to definitely blow your roof down. She likes to fuck you with her two fingers and after a while add her tongue to them. During your sex you can experience an orgasm at least twice. And all because of your divine girlfriend.
Also, Sae Byeok always holds your hand during sex, stroking your palm with her thumb, she shows her love and affection.
Nam Gyu
Nam Gyu is a real cat for you. And only for you, he's a cat during sex too. He likes to put on cat ears and a collar (so to speak mini role-playing games) and provide you with a good cunnilingus. Then he will ask you to let him fuck you with his dick.
I won't keep silent that he likes to meow for you. Your games with him will remain between you, because in public he is still a manipulator and hater.
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squiddyfics · 8 days ago
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squid game characters in a relationship with you
saebyeok, thanos, namgyu, daeho, hyunju, semi, the recruiter
description: how squid game characters would be as partners (au; no mention of the games)
18+ minors dni
warnings: nsfw in parts!!
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saebyeok:
♡ you were the one to ask her out and she quite literally didn't believe it
♡ like she didn't even answer you at first because she didn't think you were being serious
♡ she has a hard time expressing her emotions. you definitely said "i love you" first and it took her a while to feel comfortable saying it back
♡ despite this, she was the one who fell in love first. she just kept that shit to herself lmao
♡ rather than being outwardly affectionate with her words, she expresses her love through quality time. she loves planning dates for you or just cooking for you at home
♡ she's not big on pda, but she'll wrap a protective arm around you while you're out together
♡ if someone hits on you, she'll get even more protective. partly out of jealousy, but mostly because she hates the thought of someone making you uncomfortable
♡ she's a generous lover. def more of a giver if you know what i mean
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thanos:
♡ he was the one to approach you, and he was bold about it too
♡ you aren't his first partner by any means, but you're his first real love
♡ he looooves to show you off. "look at my baby. look how lucky i got."
♡ naturally, this means he's into pda. the more eyes on the two of you, the better. he wants the whole world to know you're his
♡ especially if someone shows interest in you... then he gets even more touchy, so he can rub it in their face that you're his, all his
♡ if anyone wrongs you, he'll vow to make their life a living hell. you can't even gossip about your work drama to him without him getting angry on your behalf and threatening to kill them
♡ even though he talks a big game he knows he's lowk a loser and he doesn't take it for granted that you choose to stay by his side
♡ that being said he makes you his bitch in bed. he's for sure heavily on the dominant side
♡ he also has an exhibitionism kink i just feel that in my bones
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namgyu:
♡ he was the one to make a move on you, but he said it in a joking manner so that if you said no, he could play it off as not being serious
♡ this man's love language is physical touch there's no doubt about it
♡ his words don't match his actions.. like he'll make fun of you for crying during a movie while simultaneously cuddling you and rubbing your back
♡ he doesn't have any cute pet names for you, just insults said in a loving manner ("stinky" etc). he just can't take himself seriously enough to be sappy
♡ you've unlocked his secret second love language, which is sending you memes
♡ he wants to be seen as tough so he pretends to hate it when you call him cute (he does not, in fact, hate it) (it actually melts him)
♡ he gives the evil eye to anyone who dares to look at you for a second too long
♡ you are for his eyes only
♡ he's dominant in bed but he likes you bratty. he wants to work for it
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daeho:
♡ you had known him for a while, and you had to be the one to ask him out because he was oblivious to all the hints you were dropping
♡ he was too much of a gentleman to risk overstepping your boundaries by asking you on a date
♡ however, once he had the confirmation that you actually liked him, he was all in
♡ he was absolutely the first one to say "i love you". that man fell head over heels
♡ he is patient as fuck and will put up with whatever bullshit you throw at him. like when you tested the orange peel theory on him and he passed with flying colors
♡ you literally have a pet boyfriend. he'll go anywhere with you and do anything to make you happy. your fav himbo <3
♡ he's prone to jealousy but tries not to show it so as not to make a scene in front of you. if someone hurts you, though, all etiquette goes out the window and he's ready to start SWINGING
♡ your pleasure is his priority in bed and he's up for whatever you're into, but when it comes to his preferences, he'd much rather be dominated by you
♡ call him a good boy and his brain will go haywire
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hyunju:
♡ you definitely had to make the first move. this mf was way too stoic to express her feelings for you
♡ she got anxious and cancelled on you before your first date, so you had to be persistent and reschedule
♡ she was surprised by your strong interest in her, and she still doesn't know how she got so lucky
♡ it took her a bit to open up, but she ended up saying "i love you" first
♡ she's extremely protective of you. her introversion is forgotten as soon as someone upsets you, and she's giving them a piece of her mind within seconds
♡ she doesn't really get jealous, she just gets sad :(
♡ she's an acts of service girly. she'll vacuum your floor, change a flat tire for you, anything to feel useful to you
♡ she gives stone top energy (this one is more for an f!reader as it's a wlw term)
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semi:
♡ she was the one to ask you out, and she said it so casually that you almost missed it
♡ her first "i love you" was also casual, said as she was leaving your house one morning. "bye, love you."
♡ you honestly don't know if she's prone to jealousy because no one has fucked around and found out. everyone around you two respects her quiet confidence and doesn't even bother trying anything with you
♡ she has strong opinions, but she expresses them calmly. because of this, the two of you never fight, though you do occasionally have respectful debates. you tend to walk away feeling like she was in the right after all
♡ she's not huge on pda unless it's something cute and lowkey like holding hands, or some stupid shit like licking you
♡ you def have a secret handshake
♡ she's a soft dom and she's not shy about wanting to receive. she wants you on your knees in front of her
♡ with that said, she also gives great head. that lip piercing..... iykyk
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the recruiter:
♡ he asked you out at a bar, making a bet that if you lost at pool, you'd go on a date with him
♡ you lost on purpose so his fine ass would take you on a date, and the rest was history
♡ he said he loved you first, and he said it fast. it's not often that he feels love for someone, so he had to act on it
♡ he would do anything for you. anything. if you asked him for help burying a body, he'd tell you not to get your pretty hands dirty; he'd do it himself
♡ not that that would happen... but he's thought about it. he knows that's how dedicated he is to you
♡ this freaky little fuck doesn't feel an iota of jealousy when others flirt with you. he just smiles, knowing know matter how much they fight for your attention, it'll be his name you're screaming at the end of the night
♡ he likes to be in control in life, and that translates to the bedroom too
♡ he has big sadist energy, but if he ever actually crosses a line he'll drop everything to comfort you (and beat himself up about it)
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