#she will sometimes go oh shit wait i'm mortal

[nursc-a2]

christine actually thinks she’ll live forever.

[luvwestwood]

"Off Limits" - Gojo Satoru

4,120 words.

warnings. n*sfw (18+), tongue piercing satoru, substance use, satoru is a plug, fuckboy! satoru, oral sex (he eats your pussy OUT) , both characters 🚬 🍃, resolved sexual tension, porn with a BIT of plot, mildly dubious consent, fucking at a party, he makes you squirt

notes. this was originally posted on my ao3, which is much more longer. i've shortened it down and fixed errors I made on ao3 originally (see if you could notice what it is 😭)for tumblr so its more of an easy read! <3

banner cred. @/yunonoai on twt/ig

You had about an hour and half to get ready, before you had to make your way to the Mappa Frat House down the street. Chloe's brother, Satoru, and his friends were inviting you two to some house party they held every year building up to Halloween.

To be real, it took you A LOT of convincing for Chloe to have you come to the party with her. You were never a party person. The thought of throwing up your guts after your system has consumed all types of shit. Or the annoying guys that slap your ass from behind in hopes of getting time with you in the bedrooms upstairs.

You were the total opposite of Chloe, and honestly, you envied her. She was a social butterfly who could blend in with anyone if she needed to, and she was evidently liked by the other students of any clique out there.

Oh, and by party animal, I mean it. Dresses in every colour, length and pattern. Heels of every inch and style. She just knew what to do. Practically, if you got her to go to your party, that's how you'd know if it was a good fucking party. 

Sitting in front of your desk finishing your makeup, which you were surprisingly good at, you giggle as you watch Chloe attached a lasso to her waist.

She had looked really cute in her Woody costume, and you were in fact, dressed as a sexy Buzz Lightyear. Earlier on at Ann Summers, Chloe was begging for you to match with her. You couldn’t refuse. It was a 2 for 1 sale anyway..

You smiled as she started to record a few tiktoks before hitting the road.

"I'm gonna have so much fun with this rope tonight."

"Mhm.." you let out a hum as you focus on doing your eyeliner. It was hard not to laugh at what she said, but you managed to suppress a giggle.

You lined some lashes with glue before placing them on your lash line. Your makeup was flawless tonight, and you were grateful because it had been quite some time since you've done a full glam. A bit of setting spray, and you spun your chair around to face Chloe.

It was as if she was a proud mother from what she was seeing in front of her. "Gorgeous! You look like a doll. A sexy one. Stand up really quickly, let's take a few pictures before heading out."

You stumbled a bit from the high heeled boots you were wearing, and you had to adjust the fabric your ass was practically eating as you stood up. You and Chloe took a few cute pictures before heading out to the Mappa House.

As you guys got there, it was already packed with all shit ton of people spread out on the front lawn doing all sorts of stuff.

The loud music from the inside could be heard from where you were standing. People were smoking, making out, doing keg stands.

Honestly, Chloe was right. You looked at a group of girls huddled and chatting near the door, and one caught your eye. The girl was wearing nothing but black tape on her boobs and underwear.

You nudge Chloe. “Chlo, what is she meant to be..?”

She giggled a bit before replying, “Who knows.”

You got a bit nervous as you walked on the path leading up to the main door. Spooky Halloween decorations were all over the House, and sometimes you were unable to tell what and what's not a decoration..

A man was standing just inside the door, it seemed like he was waiting for Chloe.

The guy dressed up as Johnny Cage from Mortal Kombat. You'd never seen him before, and he looked a bit intimidating.

You heard Chloe call out to the man. "Kento!" ..So that's his name. You stood behind Chloe like a loser as she gave him a hug. She pulled away and stayed pressed up against him. 

He smiled, "I'm glad you came. And who's this pretty girl?"

Kento turned to you as you looked at Chloe, she held you close to her too and gave you a proper introduction. "This is my best friend and room-mate, I convinced her to come along tonight!"

You returned the smile to him, he seemed like an okay guy. "Hi, nice to meet you."

Chloe winked at you, and you smirked, knowing what it meant. You gave her the look of approval as she took her lasso and tied it around Kento, pulling him to a room somewhere in the house.

You laughed as you made your way to the kitchen, after they disappeared up the stairs. How outrageous.

It was more quiet, which you liked. Making your way to the far end of the kitchen, you opened the fridge and scanned what's inside. You decided to take a small can of Pepsi. You sighed as you turned around, closing the fridge shut with your butt.

The presence of someone behind all along startled you, leaning against the island watching you this whole time. 

"Oh my fuck. Why are you creeping up on people like that?"

It was a person, assumingly a guy, his face covered with a ghostface mask. He was dressed in all black. A simple black fitted tee and jeans. He had a fake knife strapped to his belt.

The mysterious guy took off his mask, and placed it on the counter behind him. Of course, It was Satoru, Chloe's brother.

You let out a labored sigh as you leaned against the fridge, unable to move.

"I'm surprised you showed up tonight, I thought you never will."

You slowly slid to the right trying to escape him, turning your back to face Satoru as you popped the can open on the counter. "...It was a last minute decision."

"Seems like you got a costume too, huh?" Eyes sliding down your body as he finished his sentence.

Your eyes widen, realising your ass was on show to him this whole time. I'll kill this man if he thinks I'm up to no good.

You quickly turn back around to face him with the front of your body, and it didn't do you any justice as he was just met with your almost exposed chest. Party in the front, party in the back.

"I'm not complaining, you look good." he reassured you, trailing his eyes down your body from head to toe.

"..Thanks." Quickly, you took a huge sip from the can as you looked at him. This drink will only un-calm my nerves.

"I'm actually not into parties myself either." he spoke, and you almost choked on your drink.

"You? THE Satoru Gojo? I wasn't expecting that."

"No, I just like more intimate parties. Big ones like these annoy me. I don't know and don't care about 3/4 of the people who are here."

He continued, “You wanna come with? I’m going upstairs. There’s one last free room. And that’s the master room.”

Chloe was already busy, and there wasn’t really anyone else you could talk to around here. You had no choice.

”Hmm, okay. I’ll follow.”

He made sure to grab his mask from the counter, and the two of you left the kitchen.

As you made your way up the stairs, you could feel other girls eyes piercing through your back like daggers. Luckily, they couldn’t recognise you that easily.

By the time you set foot on the upstairs landing, you called out to him. "Satoru," you continued, "Who's room is this even?"

"Suguru’s, but it's cool. He won't give a fuck."

You followed behind him for a bit until you reached the master bedroom.

”Lock the door if you don’t want people coming into this room eating each other’s faces off.”

You blankly stared at him for a bit before turning back around to twist the lock. The music from downstairs turned faint and so did the chatter.

For a frat house, Suguru’s room was actually clean, you expected dirty plates and what-ever-the-fuck to litter the rest of the room, but the only exception was the clothes scattered on the ground. You watched and sat yourself down on the bed as he rummaged through the drawers for something.  Is he… reaching for a.. 

He picked up a lighter from deep inside the drawer, taking a joint out that was untouched from the same drawer, but kept away in a tiny zip bag. Phew.

”You smoke?”

You looked at him. “What do you think?”

”I’m guessing no.” You didn't know if you were to be butthurt by his quick and certain answer, but you don't see a reason why you should be anyways. His words went a bit quiet as he concentrated on sparking the joint between his fingers.

He took a hit from the joint as soon as it was burning perfectly. “Damn, that shits good.”

”Is Suguru not gonna be pissed if he finds out you took that..?” You questioned him.

”..Who do you think sold this stuff to him?” He flashed his famous smile as he saw the priceless look on your face.

You chewed on your lip and looked at the ground. “Oh, right.. yeah.”

You forgot that Satoru was basically the one who sold 🍃 on and off the campus.

He walked over to you, and sat beside you on the edge of the bed. “You don’t wanna try?”

Satoru took another hit before blowing the smoke out on his right side, making sure it doesn’t hit your face.

“I don’t know. I’ve never done it before, plus I’m scared.” You continued, “More scared I’ll start coughing like a bitch that I’d make a fool out of myself.”

Even though the only source of light came from the bedside lamp, you could still see that his eyes were glossy, and at this point a tiny bit bloodshot. “I could teach you, here.”

He held out the joint towards you, the smell was so strong it was probably sticking to your clothes by now.

”Quick, it’s burning away for no reason.”

You held the joint between your fingers like a cigarette, and looked at him for assurance.

”No, not like that.” He took your fingers and placed it properly between your pointer and thumb. “You look like a loser if you hold it like a cigarette.”

”Okay, what now.”

”Do it, take a hit.”

You stared at it before bringing it to your lips. Satoru spoke from beside you.

”Like, almost as if you’re sucking. Make sure it really gets to here.” He points to his chest.

You slightly squint your eyes as you take a mistakingly big hit.

”Now hold it for a bit, then exhale. It’s gonna hit better.”

The joint left your lips as you held it for like two seconds, and you let out a laboured exhale.

“Good girl, see? No coughing.”

You passed it back to him and Satoru takes another hit.

”..How’d I know if it hit me?”

He smirked, “You’ll just know. Don’t worry, I got you.”

All of a sudden, it felt like everything slowed down and your face was being grabbed to the ground.

You felt a bit relaxed knowing that Satoru was beside you, and you managed to take a hit without embarrassing yourself and going all snotty.

Unwillingly, you take the joint back from his hand to take another hit.

”What happened to Ms. I don’t smoke?”

You rolled your eyes before you passed it back to him again. 

Satoru smiled at your reaction before speaking again. “You wanna play a game?” 

Stomach churning, and not really liking where this is going, you answered. “..like what?”

”I ask you a couple questions and you answer, then you do the same to me.”

You snickered. “Isn’t that just called ‘getting to know each other’?”

”Yeah, I just wanted to make it sound more interesting.”

“Okay, why not.”

“How about, if you refuse to answer a question you take off one piece of clothing.”

You looked at him with a , ‘nice try’ face. ”Nuh uh. Not happening. Just ask the questions.”

”Aww, it was worth a shot.”

“Start asking questions or I’ll change my mind,” you changed your position on the bed to lie down on your stomach. It was more comfortable than stiffly sitting on the edge of the bed.

”You ever had a boyfriend?”

”Once. But I was like sixteen.”

Satoru just nods. “Your turn.”

“Did getting your tongue piercing hurt?”

He turned to you and smirked, “I’m surprised you noticed it. But nahh. Not really, it was just the healing process that hurted.”

Your face slightly grew warm, “…Yeah, I noticed it yesterday.”

He just smiles, and asks his second question. “You ever gotten your pussy ate before?”

You swallowed your spit as you propped yourself up slightly. “I’m sorry, what?”

”You heard me.” He takes another hit of the joint even though it’s almost shrunken to the smallest it can be.

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “…No.”

”…Good.” Satoru muttered, but you couldn’t really hear.

It was your turn to ask question again.

”..Why’d you want to get it pierced anyways?”

”Dunno. Why’d you think?”

Silence and tension grew between the two of you. You didn’t know if the naughty answer that crossed your mind was right or wrong. 

You didn’t know if it was the temperature of the room or the shit you smoked. You avoided answering his question.

”…Y-your turn to ask the question.”

His next question came out immediately.

“..Wanna see for yourself?”

Your breath hitched as he spoke. You didn’t know what to say. And you didn’t know what he meant.

”Is that a question you’re using up or are you just saying that… as a joke..”

Satoru stood up and walked over to the dresser, placing his costume props on top. In fact, he took everything out of his pockets and placed it on the dresser. 

You watched him glance at his phone for a bit, reading all the messages from his other homies before placing it down on the dresser and not replying.

A pool was forming between your legs, and you gently clamped them together while still lying down.

You’d be lying if you said you totally didn’t want to strip everything off and be naked by the time he turns back around. But you kept your composure.

Satoru turned back around, walking back to the bed. He sat on the same edge he was on a few minutes ago.

”And what if I do wanna find out,” You spoke, testing the waters.

His voice was laced with honesty. “I don’t want to push you out of your boundaries, we don’t have to do this. We can forget that this happened and my sister won’t ever know I was near you.”

A few thoughts were racing through your mind. I mean, Chloe was busy, you literally had weed in your system and you never thought you would’ve. There’s a first for everything, right?

You gently crawled over across the bed,  closer to him. “…No, I do want you to show me.” Your voice trailed off quietly, you grew shy as you drew back.

He turned his head behind to face you, and was able to see the sincerity in your eyes. Not gonna lie, he was very attractive. And I was literally begging to have his head between my legs.

You came closer to him again, and found yourself placing your lips on his first. The two of you melted into each other, with the lingering sexual tension finally resolved. 

The good girl act no longer existed, and time around you felt like it had stopped. This was something you needed, and you finally got it.

He was extremely gentle with his hands, and softly guided you to move back further onto the bed, placing your head down on the pillow.

You slightly squirmed as he placed his knee between your legs. He pulled away from your neck  before looking at you from above, caressing your cheek with his thumb. 

“Just relax doll, I’ll take care of everything.” He left you with a peck on the lips as he slowly peppered a trail of kisses down your body, going lower and lower.

Your breath hitched as he cupped both of his hands around each of your thighs, kissing your inner thigh as he looked up at you in between.

His hands were cold, and caused your nipples to harden from his touch. But the heat of your body cause him to warm up in no time. He paused for a moment. “Can I?”  Satoru points to your tiny shorts before you responded with a nod. You slid them off and threw them somewhere in the room. You’ll find those later.

You watched as he used his teeth to teasingly slide your thong off your body, down your legs. You grew goosebumps from the feeling of the fabric slowly gliding down your skin.

It was painfully slow, but it made you want him even more. He knew what he was doing, and for your first time getting eaten out, it was like winning the lottery if Satoru was the one doing it.

He took them from his mouth, and placed it in the back pocket of his jeans before kissing past your inner thigh, Satoru placed a wet kiss on your throbbing clit before doing a few small licks with his tongue.

The mixture between the metal of his piercing and tongue made you shudder, causing you to whine and clamp your thighs around his head gently.

You felt Satoru's soft hands grip slightly your skin firmer, spreading your legs more apart and keeping them wide open for him. You were expecting his hands to be cold, but surprisingly your skin was met with his warm touch. He sucked on your clit gently, before lapping at it again hungrily.

Your two hands were occupied themselves, one grabbed onto his hair and the other clutched onto the sheets beside you. He only pushed his tongue deeper into you, basically gently fucking your hole with it.

Practically losing your mind from how good Satoru made you feel, you could tell he was enjoying every single noise and reaction you made. You felt the way he smiled against your dripping cunt as he cycled from sucking to licking.

”…Don’t.. stop..” you continued, in short breaths. “…Please”

He hummed gently with his eyes closed, his lips glossed with his spit and the juices from your pussy, and the sound of someone’s phone ringing echoed in your ears, releasing you from your trance.

You looked down at him annoyed as he hauled his head up from your legs. “Not my phone, mines silent on the dresser.”

You turned to the far end of the bed to your left and saw your phone screen was flashing. Reaching for it, you saw Chloe was the one calling.

Turning the phone screen for Satoru to see, he squinted his eyes a bit to read who the caller was. “You can answer,”

Before answering the call you laughed a bit, as you saw how ridiculous you made him look after grabbing his hair.

”Chloe?” You watched Satoru as he tried to listen in on the conversation.

He whispered, “Put it on speaker.”

You nodded, and Chloe could be heard on the other line speaking.

”Hey girl, just checking on you. You okay?” You heard her and Kento giggle as she tried to speak over the phone. But it was a bit louder around her, so that means they were with a bunch of other people now.

”Yeah, I’m…” Your eyes widen and flutter as felt as Satoru placed his head back down between your thighs, slowly and slightly lapping at your clit again with the cold metal orb on his tongue causing you to throb again.

You felt as he carelessly swirled his tongue around like there’s no tomorrow, but this time he let one of your legs go and thrusted a finger in and out of your hole, emitting a squelching noise as he continuously sucked, stimulating you like crazy.

The pleasure overwhelmed you, and you had to bite down on your bottom lip to suppress a moan.

”Heyyy, you there?”

You were unable to answer as your own words became nothing but breathy as you try to form a sentence.

”…Y-Yeah, everything’s fine. I’m in the…b-bathroom.” You felt his lips curl into a smirk against your inner thigh for a second time as he heard your little lie over the phone.

You furrow your brows, making an “O” shape with your mouth.

Your hand holding the phone fell flat onto the bed, and by now you were no longer listening to whatever Chloe was saying on the other side of the line. Your mind was clouded, and the knot in your stomach tightened as you felt an orgasm approaching.

Lucky for you, Chloe ended the call less than ten seconds ago as it seems like she was busy with something else. Hopefully Kento.

He felt the way you quivered even more than last time, and held one of your legs over his left shoulder as he thrusted another finger in, still lapping and sucking at your dripping cunt as your breathing quickened, becoming irregular.

”Cum all over my face,” He murmured against your warm lips, and that did it for you. You liked the way he was gentle with his hands, slowly using one to rub your thigh on his left shoulder. He was deep in there, and he ate your pussy like it was a five course meal.

You watched as him as you rode out your orgasm, your head falling back against the pillow. Your mind was all over the place as you endlessly squirted all over his fingers that curled inside of you to aid your high, and felt as you slightly pushed your body more towards him.

“S-shit..” Was all you could say. You saw the way the piercing was exposed for a split second as he stuck his tongue out, the juices from your release dripping all over his mouth.

As he gently pulled away from between your legs, a ‘pop’ noise was heard after he gave your clit one last suck. 

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way his face was soaking wet.  Luckily it didn’t go past his above nose. Or he’d be partially blind for the rest of the night.

The neck of his shirt managed to be slightly soaked with splatters from your juices. But he didn’t care.

“..You got a little something on your face..” You say, pointing to your mouth with your finger to tell him where it was.

He smiled, and you watched as he used his tongue to wipe the corners of his mouth, but took a random towel hanging off the door to wipe the rest off his cheek.

“Damn, Suguru’s gonna be pissed when he sees how soaked his sheets are.” Satoru laughed as he looked at you still with your legs spread out, trying to recover.

No can do, the towel that was previously used by Satoru was passed to you after.

The wet circle underneath you had expanded from soaking into the sheets for too long. Satoru grabs your shorts that landed just in front of the door and tossed them back to you, but as he walked away a knock could be heard.

It was Suguru, of course it was. “Yo, whoever’s in there is cheeky enough to lock my own damn door!”

You quickly slid on your shorts as you turned to the body mirror beside you, combing your hair with your fingers.

Honestly, you were a bit upset that your fun was cut short. But you couldn’t stay for too long or eventually someone would break the door down.

“Man shut the hell up, it’s me, Satoru. I’m in here.” He responded. You watched him in the mirror as he slowly came up behind you, turning you around and gave you a sweet peck on the lips. Making sure you knew he didn’t just want to leave you hanging like that. That you weren’t just a toy to him.

The two of you walked to the door, twisting the lock to it. “Here, you go out first. I’m right behind you.”

You nod as you left the room, and shyly smiled at Suguru on your way out who was dumbfounded, followed by Satoru behind you.

And of course, Suguru couldn’t help but notice your pink thong that was still hanging off Satoru’s back pocket.

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[queerlilchinchin]

With a Dash of Jealousy

A Lucille, Chef Demon and Natashya short ~

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You ever have that thing that you know shouldn't bother you... you know it's childish to let it get under your skin, but you just can't help it? That thing that boils just below the surface until you just can't hold it in any longer?

Well...

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"Hey, chef, you wouldn't believe the day I just had!" Luc walked into the room with a beaming, pink smile and her phone in hand. I closed the book I was trying to focus on and gave her my attention. My phone was face down on the table next to the couch, at the ready...

"Could it be that you... I don't know... ate food?" I quipped, fingers brushing my phone, knowing already what she was going to say.

She gave a little laugh. "Am I really that predictable?" That was my cue. I snorted, reaching for my phone.

"Yes, but also..." I flipped it over and touched the screen to re-brighten the dimming screen. It was a photo she'd posted an hour prior of the food she was devouring. Rather... the table-sized amount of food she'd surely managed to actually finish. Especially since I saw no doggie bag. She gave a little sheepish grin, face flushing a bit more.

"Mmm, cheating on me, are we?" I asked as I stood to go to the kitchen, knowing she'd follow (which she of course did).

"No, I'd never!" She sounded so serious. It was adorable. "But uhm... they were really good. It's too bad you couldn't join me." She used the little pouty tone that always got her her way... well, almost always.

"Yeah, well I had things to do." She glanced around the place and giggled a little.

"Cleaning up after me?" She asked. I turned to face her, eyebrow cocked, only making her giggle again.

"Well, I met the most interesting woman!" I made a face, remembering the last time she said something like that.

"You did..." I grumbled. Sometimes I wondered if she was more interested in other women than she was in me. She giggled, ruffling my hair like a child.

"Oh, don't look so upset! You're still my favorite!" She teased with yet another giggle. I rolled my eyes.

"So... tell me about this mystery woman." Her hand instantly flew away from my head as I went to grab her favorite beverage - a Coke - and a glass to pour for her while she dove straight into obsessively describing the woman. By the time she finished, I had a clear and vivid image of her in my head.

"Ah... sounds like you have a crush," I said, my tone casual but a little ping of something in my gut.

"Oh, no no no, it isn't anything like that... but my, she really was something!" Her eyes gleamed as it went silent for a moment. I slid the drink over to her as she stared off, clearly remembering this mystery woman. That ping returned again and I cleared my throat just as the glass crashed to the floor.

"Shit! Sorry," she cursed, going to grab the glass.

"Wait!" I dove on the island countertop to stop her but she picked up the glass and cut her hand pretty deeply.

"Fuck!" She hissed, sucking on the cut. I groaned.

"Come, my little devil... let's get that mess cleaned up before you make another mess on top of the one you've already created." I put my hand on her head, leading her toward the kitchen door. She starting huffing objections but I shushed every one. "Miss devil comes first. We'll clean up the coke and glass later."

She continued to protest the whole way until I sat her down on the toilet with a stern look in my eyes. "Sit still. This shouldn't take long if you just sit still." She silenced her protests and sighed, offering the injured finger. I stared at it, taking it gingerly into my hands and heaved a sigh, shaking my head.

"You've really got to be careful. You are in a human body. You're going to end up giving yourself a serious injury if you keep acting so recklessly."

"I'm not used to being mortal," she mumbled, looking away with another pout. I couldn't help but to give the tiniest smile but only continued to gently chide her.

"Exactly. You're used to being able to be reckless. Take it from me... be careful. I don't need you returning to hell without me." She glanced up at me with a look I didn't recognize on her face and it startled me for a moment before I looked away with a blush coloring my cheeks and ears.

"There. Good as new." I offered her her injured finger back. "Now go get your drink. You did well." I patted her head as she stood to bound back out toward the kitchen.

Before I could turn to clean up the wrapper from the band-aid, I heard a loud THUD.

"Oww...." She groaned from the kitchen. Sighing, I shook my head and followed her out, but not before scooping up the wrapper pieces.

"You clutz. What did I just say?" I asked her, staring at where she slumped on the floor, holding her head.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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@lordkingsmith

[destinygoldenstar]

☀️There Can Only Be ONE Best Boy☀️ - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 1 Episode 4 “Slip N Slide”

I decided, for both to give my followers less of spoilers and for some flare, I would cheaply draw over some screenshots.

For the Purple Team's reward, they got a waterproof tent. But they neglected the fireproof tent as a result, and the producers weren't careful with last challenge.

Nick would be, understandably, terrified of the place, and Alec would be like "Wow, this is an improvement" but look at it so stoically.

So, welcome back to Arson Camp!

Let us continue with the chaos!

Fiore's chilling by the fires, probably writing some AO3 fanfics.

What fandom would Fiore be in? I'm curious.

I feel like this six year old would be into something violent like Mortal Kombat.

"A girl like you should not be awake at this hour."

*looks over at my clock*

Lilly you don't have to call me out like that.

"I don't even listen to my own mom and she thinks she can control me?!"

If you weren't six, I would say slay and tell them what's for...

But you're six. So...

"If you were feeling safe, I've got bad news for you."

Welp, Lilly's gone. I called it.

OH GOD NO!!!

WHY?!?!??!?! HOW DOES THIS BENEFIT YOU!??!??!?!?!

I feel like this was my fault because I made the fire joke.

Fiore was like, "You know, I had this weird feeling that some viewer named AnalyzGolden was watching us and she told me to burn shit. And now I suddenly have the urge to do it."

Goddammit me.

What next? The characters in that heading get eliminated today?

The subtitle again. I CAN'T with these parenthesis XD

(I have subtitles on because sometimes I mishear stuff when I watch stuff the first time)

"I'm not going to be part of this argument."

*holds back a laugh* Alec's actually so based for that.

Y'all want less DRAMA in TOTAL DRAMA?

Simple answer.

You just walk away from it.

"I think I know who did it." *Among Us Music*

*chokes on breath*

NO. NO.

DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT?!?!

*rewinds*

NO THEY ACTUALLY DID THAT. OMG.

THEY MADE THE JOKE FOR ME.

I was making several Among Us jokes last episode.

I feel like I've become some overlord and they somehow hear me and do what I tell them.

"For some reason Golden is telling me I'm very SUS... huh, wonder what that means."

Fiore if you can hear me. I didn't say you had slay pass. I never said that.

The only one I gave slay pass was Grett.

You have to earn yours.

"Lill?! What in queen's name did you do?!" *sound effect*

Okay. Now it's getting a bit crazy.

"I don't think Lill would do this to us."

THANK YOU. THANK YOU ASHLEY.

"It's about psychology in different kinds of people."

"It says here that people who enter reality competitions and get tempted by money have the tendency to become more ruthless and emotionally manipulative to their advantage, derailing their personalities. If you'd like some examples from the many seasons of Total Drama, I'd be happy to give you an analogy."

"What makes you think I wouldn't want to read it?"

You're six.

"Well... fair point."

Okay. I guess that's not a point.

"It's a drawing. My son drew it for me."

Alec has a family?

I mean he did look older, I admit, but I didn't think anyone here had kids.

So is Alec in this game to help his family with funds? We got another one.

'List of Motives:'

'Fiore: Abandoned'

'Ashley: Save Farm'

'Jake: Help Grandma'

'Tom: Sus'

'Nick: Prove Himself'

'Alec: Family'

'Everyone else: ???'

"I'm just as confused as you."

I have NO IDEA what happened AT ALL. It totally wasn't me who flipped. I was sure Drew was the impostor!

"Then what if Drew voted for himself?"

He said 'Fuck this shit I'm out'.

"He knew things I didn't want anyone to know."

"I just can't tell anyone about my hobbies, okay?!"

"As long as Grett doesn't tell either of them I should be fine."

Hey Grett. Maybe you should tell Jake something. Just a thought.

...

WAIT I SAID THAT AS A JOKE, HOLD ON-

"For some reason I have the urge to tell Jake something. Huh, wonder who this Golden Voice is."

"I voted for Gabby because the boys told me to."

Was it Dan that suggested Gabby??

*looks back*

Actually no it wasn't. I was gonna call hypocrisy, but that'd be me complaining about something that's not there. Okay.

Alright I won't bully him. This time.

"Nobody can be trusted here."

"Nobody can be trusted here-anyway, Tom, who never shows his face, can I trust that you'll vote with me?"

"I'm disappointed that Dan voted for me."

Oh, you're actually affected by that. Wow.

Okay, here you go Gabby. You can have slay pass. ⚔️

Use it for whatever you want to eliminate with. If you want to use it on Dan, go ahead. I don't care if he goes tbh.

I just realized most of my favs are on the same team XD

Oooh, swimming episode!

Tom is STILL in his suit XD

"Hey uh, Tom, the sun can't reach you if you're underwater. I don't think you need to be wearing that. You don't want to get your normal clothes wet, right?"

"Eh I never found use for a swimsuit anyway! Besides! The sun will dry them up quickly!"

"Doesn't that go against what you told us earlier?!"

"My relationship with the sun does not concern you! No it's not toxic what are you talking about?!"

But he's not wearing the hoodie anymore! That's an improvement!

I feel like we're gonna get a Tom face reveal at some point, right?

Oooh.

I didn't think there would be a cabin.

And a phone to call home? PLEASE tell me they take advantage of this and we learn more about these characters homelives!

"You're not yelling and talking nonsense... I like it."

Grett. You're so awful. I love you.

I have such BAD TASTES for favorites, don't I?

(Idk who the fan favorites/hated characters are)

That's not an english subtitle.

...I'm not gonna say anything further than that, cause I'm scared that the joke in my head is very offensive.

"What did you expect? Nobody likes you and everyone thinks you're crazy."

I... I mean technically she's right. Doesn't make it right to rub salt in the wound though.

I still love you Gabby. Don't worry.

"Have you lied to me too?"

"Of course."

Oh WOW.

I did NOT expect her to just be blunt and honest like that.

Why is a VILLAIN character so honest about what they do? That's such a unique character trait. I love how they're using it.

"For what it's worth, I believe you."

"You have no reason to lie. I've known you for a few days and you always put this alliance first."

THANK YOU ASHLEY FOR BEING THE SMART ONE ON THIS TEAM.

Fiore struggling to paddle, omg

"My hands are killing me. You think you can row for me if I pay you?"

Nick...

Nick, I'm waiting patiently for your character development. You better deliver cause you've annoyed me this episode and last episode. Jake's gonna take crown for best boy if you're not careful.

Also, she's a KID and can't even hold one paddle right.

"I'm already tired of always eating fish."

Yeah, that has to get tedious after awhile, especially if you guys are THAT hungry and have no choice.

I hate seafood. I wouldn't survive.

"What are you craving?"

"Chinese takeout. I always order that at home."

My sibling actually loves Chinese as well... I'm a Mexican person, though.

"There's a restaurant I live near that'll knock your socks off. We should go when this is over."

TOM. Are you... ASKING HIM OUT?!

"Hey, your eyes... they're pretty. I never noticed since you've always got that hood on."

AWWW AND THE RETURNED FLIRT?!

THE BLUSH, OMG

...yeah I kinda hope you kiss now.

This is how you make relationships Total Drama. You meet. You get along. And you be cute.

And I am waiting for this to go horribly wrong cause in shows like this, nobody gets a happy ending.

Except Mike & Zoey I guess.

"Maybe them fighting is good news."

"If we found popcorn it would be a fun movie to watch. I'm just saying."

"Honestly, a million dollars would make my life so much better."

"What would you spend the money on?"

"I want to study fashion design. Just don't have the time or money. Back home, I have to juggle two jobs that barely keep me afloat."

That has to be THE most relatable Young Adult experience ever.

I hate that I have a privilege from my parents to go to a college I don't even like.

Add that to the list...

'Ellie: College Finance'

"*Ellie clicks the check*

*Spawns an ad on USAA*

OH NO! THEY LIED!!!

Ellie's real fear is her finances XD"

I PREDICTED THIS LAST EPISODE AND I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE IT

"Dear lord up above, why must you forsaken me on a canoe with this wretched child?!"

THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING!!

Stop hating Dan, me. He didn't do anything.

And two seconds later I laugh at his expense 😂

"It's not the first time I've done this."

"Back in my day we had to canoe rapids just to get to school!"

"Back in grade school-"

Oh my god and she took my joke.

"The objective of the game is to knock your opponent into the lake."

*shoves Dan in the lake*

"Hey you guys talk about this Golden voice lately, I think she's bullying me. Why you bullying me?"

Do something and don't be sexist.

"First showdown will be Tom vs Alec"

If Tom loses this I'm in firm disbelief.

He has ninja skills.

Why is Jake the only one cheering and supporting his teammate?

This boy is precious. Look at him. He's PRECIOUS.

"Next showdown: Grett vs Ellie"

Sorry Ellie. I do like you, I swear.

THAT WAS A ONE SHOT. GEEZ.

"Golden told me to SLAY. So I slayed!" 💅

"Next up: Gabby vs Lill"

Gabby for the win?

Oh she's GOING THERE

"You forgot: Golden gave ME slay pass too!!"

Aw, she lost.

I guess that makes sense though cause it would be too easy.

"Hey that's not fair! She used Gabby's duel stick!"

"Eh it looked painful though so I'll allow it."

Chris McLean taught you well.

"Next showdown: Dan vs Ashley"

Kick his ass, Ashley.

GREAT. XD

OMG are you kidding me?! XD

"We too are aware of Golden's presence! So we decided to entertain her with pinning the best boys against each other!"

"Sorry Golden, but here in Disventure Camp, THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE BEST BOY."

OH GOD HE'S PISSED

NUT SHOT

I REPEAT. WE HAVE A NUT SHOT.

"Jake scores! The Teal Team win Immunity and reward!"

Welp, guess that's that. The show has decided.

Unless Nick stays, which is pretty likely, so.

FOR NOW, Jake has my crown as best boy. We stan a guy who has no shame in denying another guy the right to have kids.

"See that's my own personal true personality reveal Golden! I'm an asshole too, just like Grett! Don't you love me?!"

Yes. Yes I do.

"Listen Nick, can we talk?"

Yes. Please talk. Please work things out.

"I think I've heard enough this morning to decide who I'm voting for."

"You don't have to behave like that, Nick!"

Why is Ashley the most reasonable character on this team?!

TELL HIM OFF.

"At least give Lill a chance!"

"I've already made my decision. Cheers."

Now I have even less regrets siding with Jake over you.

"I think we should vote together and take control of the team."

And here's where Alec and Ellie become swing votes.

Ellie's just the outlier here. "Um... I didn't ask to be a part of the villains team, why am I put on it? I didn't do anything wrong!"

I didn't put you there, Ellie. That was not me this time.

"I feel like I can be myself around them."

Ellie meanwhile, "WHERE'S THE EXIT?! SAVE MEEEEEE"

"Lill, it genuinely frightens me that you handle kids."

Just shut up.

"If I had a kid, I wouldn't let em anywhere near you."

"And I never will because SOMEONE busted my balls today!"

Ashley, once again, being the most reasonable one here.

'LILL'

Yeah, yeah, we know.

'FIORE'

'FIORE'

'NICK'

O_O

OH. GOD.

'NICK'

I-

I-

I FEEL LIKE THIS WAS MY FAULT.

I SHOULD NOT HAVE PUT HIM IN THE HEADING.

I CAUSED THIS.

"Because you're one of the worst in the challenges. Also, I can't stand you."

Wow. It really was that petty.

Tom, what ninja shit are you doing this time?

Pfft. He's a bad spy.

"Uh, I am standing right here and can see you!"

Alright, that was Episode 4...

Damn. I shouldn't have put Nick in the heading. I cursed him and caused his elimination.

I thought they were setting up a lot of character development for him cause I felt like he had an interesting story with his parents and wanting to prove himself...

But no. He did absolutely none of that and continued to be a spoiled lazy entitled snob up till his elimination.

And like... sure? If you need early boots?

Why couldn't it be Dan? Smh

This episode took what I said last episode and said "UH UH. You can only have one best boy as your choice. That's the rule." And forced them to fight for that position.

But if we had to choose between the two, I can't argue with Jake.

Idk who the favorites/hated characters are, and I feel like I have bad taste. One's an actual bitch and very open about it. But you know what? Gabby and Jake are sweethearts who deserve to be stanned.

Gabby is fun. She's full of personality. People are outcasting her for no reason and it's sad. I want Gabby to use her slay pass and revolt. Girl has done nothing wrong in her entire life.

And Jake? Come on. He's precious. He's a sweetheart. Look at him. And he takes no shit apparently. Man has done nothing wrong in his entire life.

I feel like Lilly's going next just cause she knows too much. But if that leaves Ashley alone to be the saving grace of the team till the merge I can't argue. I like her quite a bit.

I also like that Ellie and Alec are doing stuff now. Oh how the tables have turned.

They both have motives that are quite empathetic. It's so nice.

Why you working with the demon child though?

"I didn't ask to be put in hell with her Golden! I just wanted to make fashion! LET ME OUT!!!"

#SaveEllie

If you guys want me to continue these reactions, be sure to let me know.

[illmetkismet]

for the character thing, the outsider?

🙏🙏🙏 thank you so much, and a please accept my preemptive apology for the essay this will probably become...

How I feel about this character: I was saving this one for last from the batch of asks I got for this game, because the Outsider is my specialest boy of all time 🥹 I played D1 and was like, 'oooh how fun and sexy, a mysterious Void god!' but then D2 happened with the whole Omelas-ass reveal and my brain melted like a caterpillar in its chrysalis into a soup of sadness and suffering from which the beautiful butterfly of my borderline-unhealthy obsession with the Outsider emerged. You can't just give me a character who's a metaphor for isolation, expulsion, and profound loneliness, and not expect me to pick him up and put him in my pocket forever. Do I project onto him? Over-identify, even? Yeah, shut up, so whaaaaaat? Aren't all of us trapped in a Void of our own, really? Who here hasn't been forever altered by the cruelty of others? And who among us isn't constantly sticking their fingers in the pie of life, poking around in there, hoping against hope to find some glimmer of goodness and hope and joy? Who isn't sick of all this shit and just wants to rest?? Ha ha as you can see I'm totally normal about him.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Just Corvo. He fascinates the Outsider, he surprises him, he's the catalyst for the kind of moments the Outsider says he waits for (this is, crucially, a line you only get from him after the low chaos Burrows elimination). I think the Outsider's been searching for someone who won't disappoint him for such a long time, someone he could give a piece of himself to who won't turn around and do something terrible with it. Like.... Come on! That's it, for me. To love is to give yourself away a little bit, to be surprised when the person who receives that gift treats it with the seriousness and consideration it deserves. And that's Corvosider 🖤🖤🖤

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Billie's whole journey to find him, and the understanding she comes to about him means so much to me.... 100% they become friends post-DotO. Letting him live is her way of letting herself live, to put her past behind her and prove to herself, once and for all, that she's more than a killer. And for the Outsider, she's the one person who could best understand the truth of what he is, how he was made into what he is, because in a way she's had the same done to her. The world fucked them both over so hard and forced them into these untenable positions that caused them both so much pain.... Oh god I have to stop thinking about this. They're best bros for life, next question!

My unpopular opinion about this character: I definitely prefer D2 Outsider over D1. I know ppl were very invested into the whole whale god thing, but his human sacrifice backstory was what really did it for me. Plus I love the way Robin Lord Taylor voiced him - the Hollows speeches in DotO make me so fucking emotional... He does a great job of going from bitchy to breathily earnest, and the emotional whiplash that gives me is very fun. Plus the way he scrunches his nose a little sometimes! Aaaaaa D2 Outsider my favorite son!

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: Obviously I really really really wanted to see what he would get up to after he became human again, cause uh, I wrote a novel about it lol.... But one thing I really wanted to see, that I didn't even do myself, was for the Outsider to go meet Sokolov, finally, as a mortal. I think that would be such great closure for both of them: for Sokolov to see indisputable proof that the power he was chasing was terrible and cruel (something he realized for himself in his final years, but meeting the Outsider would have driven this home beautifully), and for the Outsider to conclusively put away his old fickle relationship with humanity. For both of them to see each other as human beings, to really understand how fucked up the way they related to each other was. I'd love that!

[starheirxero]

Hey I'm here again

do you want more things to go insane over like that time with battle axe ruin

anyways what if lunars star power got too out of hand and he just melts a bit like maybe an arm or a leg just goes all gloopy ooh and yk what maybe an eye too? I wonder how much Gemini would be freaked out, especially in toxic yuri world

SOUL HOLY SHIT /POS

Please excuse me for constantly making UTMV comparisons here but THIS COULD LITERALLY BE LIKE DETERMINATION THAT MAKES GENO AND KILLER MELT SOMETIMES THATS SO FUUUUNNNNN!!!!!!!!

Could u imagine if, in our universe, Lunar complained about feeling sort of "boneless" after they push a bit too far in training and the twins chalk up to typical mortal exhaustion until Pollux pats Lunar's shoulder in encouragement and when she pulls her hand back there's just strings of melted plastic and silicone sticking to her hand and they're all just OH HAHA. OKAY. YEA THATS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN. WHAT THE FUCK.

WITH LUNARA TOO UGHHHH THEY'D BE SUCH A LITTLE SHIT ABOUT IT I JUST KNOW IT. I think Gemini would be the only there worried about it. I have such a vivid scene in my head of Lunara looking Gemini dead in the eyes and going "hey, wanna see something cool?" and they smack their hands together and the sound is just a little too squelch-y and when they pull their hands apart its like those commercials of super melty stringy pizza on cheese and parts of their endo are showing and they just grin and go "blehggg 😝" like a little freak /aff

Honestly tho if it happened for the first time mid-fight when I actually would like to imagine Gemini is so violently caught off guard and freaked out because mortals of any kind are NOT supposed to MELT LIKE THAT and they call off the fight in favor of not having Lunara's body actively cave in on itself. not bc they care tho its not like that they swear, its... just because then it wouldn't be a proper fight. yea. they just want a fair fight.

OR WAIT WAIT WAIT. SORRY AGAIN FOR ANOTHER UTMV CONNECTION BUT WHAT IF IT WAS SOMETHING LIKE THIS COMIC. The dialogue and personality isn't quite right for them BUT THE GENERAL STRUCTURE, YK......

[aniron48]

Let’s play a game. Send me a potential AU and I’ll tell you five fun facts that would happen in a story

is it a low hanging fruit? yes. sometimes low hanging fruit is delicious.

bond's secret to his talent for resurrection is... resurrection. he has been dying his hair increasingly grey to look older over the years. he Does Not examine any similarities between M and Andromache. he is Not Going To fall in love with a mortal again, green eyes and adorable laugh be damned.

@dude-watchin-with-the-brontes hello friend! thank you for the AU ask! Oooh, "The Old Guard" AU for James Bond, let's do this! 😁

Well, first of all, in this AU, Vesper is the one who gets put into the Iron Maiden and dropped in the ocean Oh wait, this was supposed to be fun facts! Right! haha... ::sweats nervously and starts over::

The relationship between The Old Guard and MI6 is a special one. In this AU, one of Booker's children lived long enough to have children of his own, and Booker's identity became a family secret that was passed down through the generations. The last in the chain? Dench!M. (This at least partially explains her exasperated fondness for blond, broody alcoholics who don't follow the rules.)

2. When Bond dies for the first time (Moneypenny still shoots him off a bridge because in this AU I will give the people what we want--it's me, I'm people), the connection between Andromache's band of immortals and MI6 grows stronger, if more complicated. Andromache is the one to fish Bond out of that river in Turkey, and to bring him back to London when MI6 is under attack. When she does, Andromache and M eventually reach an uneasy truce whereby Bond can remain under M's command...for now.

3. Smart Blood trackers won't work on Bond--every time he dies they go offline and don't come back up. Bond has been known to use this fact to his advantage a time or two (shocking, I know). Q is going to figure it out eventually.

4. Meanwhile, over in the U.S., Copley has roped Felix into helping him find suitable missions for TOG. The first time Felix and Bond, unbeknownst to each other, show up at the same meeting after Bond's initial resurrection, it's like that meme of the Spidermen (Spidermans?) pointing at each other.

5. Once Q becomes immortal, too (because he's going to, obviously, I do what I want), the band gives Bond advice that is varying degrees of useful about how he should finally get his shit together and woo Q for the long term. Nicky suggests cooking a meal (goose fat cassoulet anyone?). Joe offers to help with a poem. Andy's suggestion of repeated mortal combat and mutual murder is greeted with some skepticism until everyone remembers how Joe and Nicky got together. Nile's all set to curate a romantic playlist until they get derailed by Bond's love for Celine Dion (I *will* die on this hill). Booker suggests drinks and everyone winces uh, flowers?

Sometimes low-hanging fruit IS delicious! What are your other fun facts for this AU? (Bond dying his hair grey at the temples absolutely sends me, btw.) I would love to hear them! 💜

[archivalofsins]

Hey, how ya feeling? How's your mood? Nobody asked but it's somewhere between sick and tired. If you're wondering. Oh, or it's always some level of this in the background at all times.

Like I have a bone to pick with Caligula Effect 2 for the emotional damage it hit me with right from the gate and with Sasara and Machina's stories in particular.

As someone who has constantly had to reckon with the concept of mortality since they were born- This narrative seemed incredibly mishandled in comparison to everything else. You have the other go home club members and the musicians' problems and these two are just over here reckoning with the existential dread that comes with knowing you are going to die.

One of them one day soon and the other who knows when. I was playing this and talking to Sasara during her like dive deeper and when I said I understood where she was coming from I wasn't trying to be fucking nice I genuinely understood where she was coming from. I was born with seriously bad asthma I learned that I can die literally directly after I learned words because it was explained to me I could when I understood words.

In order to explain why yeah you need to sleep with this breathing machine on, why, because if you don't you have a high chance of your breathing ceasing in your sleep and you die, what's that, it's when you stop existing don't worry it happens to everyone. I spent the first seven years of my life going to sleep with the lingering idea of death over my head. It is not comparable to the other issues displayed here.

Having the game start off on that for people with experiences like mine gives this impression of seriousness that the rest of the story fails to properly deliver on that ultimately comes off belittling to the fact that the concept was brought up at all. Song is amazing as hell but I wanted to punch this game in the face when Sasara had the audacity to ask Machina if he was over his fear of death.

I literally said no he's not because that's not how that fucking works but he at least probably knows he wants to live, and he can't remain in constant fear of death while trying to do that. Like I understand wanting to rush towards death and met a fulfilling end on your own terms instead of just waiting for it to happen one day as Sasara continually does throughout two, I understand being afraid of the sometimes slow and sadly at times very quick demise an degradation of everything around you.

I understand this quite well. Yet having that compared that very ever present and life freezing fear and wait for the inevitable brough up right before going into a story about idols and burnout. That's a jarring shift in tone. One of these people is having a fucking existential crisis at their first run in with death and the other is bitter over an asshole idol.

I know everyone's struggles are different but it's very demeaning. Then they even have Machina pseudo die in the plot the thing he was most afraid of happening and it kind of plays this off as humorous while I'm just here like bet. It isn't lost on me that it took a near death experience for him to realize he wanted to live and there were in fact a lot of things he wants to do with his life. Yet...literally no one else here had to face their fears at all.

So, it's kind of weird this was put in to what? Fuck with people who actually share this fear that shit was wild. I was just was shocked into silence it was like I know you're treating this seriously yet at the same time is this a fucking joke to you kept running through my mind given my own experiences. It wouldn't have been wild if his near death experience made him even more afraid. It's good it didn't but still.

It was a mix of I understand but I'm soooo angry right now you wouldn't believe. It was like accurate depictions but fuck you. It was like decent but if given the choice between accepting this as fine or burning the code of this game with a flamethrower out of spite I'd choose the latter. Well, that just means he properly depicted the trauma and recognized everyone's struggles would be different and included various different struggles to better highlight a wider group of people. This was pretty inclusive.

That's not bad writing, that's a good thing. Yeah, you're right. That's why the game is good. People should play it.

However, it's important to recognize that the overarching theme of Caligula Effect 2 is death. Coming to terms with it and the many ways it can happen. Be it through one's own will, murder, natural causes, or happenstance. From that standpoint starting with Sasara and Machina makes thematic sense. However, it can dampen the stakes in every other instance after. Making them come off to some players as petty arguments that honestly did not need to happen at points if one were to compare those parts in isolation.

From insulting someone else's attempts at art, to arguing about idol culture- Never really picking back up that severity until like Shota's area and the choice with Marie. In comparison to dealing with the reality of one's mortality, deciding whether or not to die to make sure all of your friends can get out of here safely or tough it out with the unknown (Marie), to deciding to end your own life due to all the responsibilities and pressures thrusted upon you by others and society along with a lack of support (Regret).

I can thematically understand something and be like this was not it this theme at times felt really disconnected from the rest of the story and own a personal level offended me. I can also recognize a personal issue as a personal issues.

None of this makes this a bad game. It's a good game. It has good writing and characters. This just means my experience with it was ultimately impacted by my own relation to the theme of the work outside of the work itself. Now for all I know they expected and hoped people with that particular issue would play the game and learn something from it.

However, I'm at a point where I'm comfortable saying that lesson simply was not meant for me. I was at a point in my life where that would be counterproductive and most of what it set out to teach was something I already knew. Song is still amazing though. But like man it was an experience...

[bnbc]

5, 7 and 12 for the couple ask 💜

tysm for the ask! questions here

5. How do they sleep?

Goro is an early birb, and Kou is the opposite, so if she'd keep her meat body they'd barely met during the day (I'm exaggerating ofc xD) anyway when giving her borg body I also gifted her an ability to control her sleep, so she basically changed her sleeping patterns to match his

they sleep together, even if Kou's having 'night shifts' and comes late (or I'd better say early in this case) she doesn't naps on the couch or shit. actually, when she stops sleeping in the bed it's a huge RED FLAG signaling that one of her strikes is coming (in days like this she can put herself to sleep even while standing, lmao, because why bother if it'd work anyway?)

oh yeah time to be sappy every time when Kou comes to the bed after Goro already fell asleep, she kisses him in the shoulder and no matter if they fell asleep at the same time or not, most of the times she wakes up being spooned xD

7. What's their most and least favorite thing about each other?

ohhh great one!

I guess for Goro the thing he admires the most is Kou's determination and lust for life, while sometimes it's really hard to stand her when she is in 'im gonna annoy teh shit out of you." And ugh her stubbornness, it's a two-sided coin, and at some level Goro likes it, too, and wouldn't want her to change, but oh my god, she is so hard to admit her mistakes xD

Kou just be like

really it's very hard to her to pick something she likes most, she goes for a full package! about what she dislikes tho? r u l e s. he is waaaaay more organized then her, and she's always annoyed when he needs her to follow his rules. also, he is so stubborn and so hard to change his mind… wait, I already typed it in the block above xDDD

12. What struggle have they seen each other through?

oh well

grieving dead bestie, dying, death, rebirths, accepting one's post-human nature, accepting the fact one's beloveds are still mortal, constant cyber psychosis strikes in form of auto aggression

grieving dead master, being blamed, dishonored and outcasted, going through 'the faith crisis" (the beginning and the very end of it), re-assmbling one's life and beliefs after giving up on old ones, unbearable homesickness

the happy post-canon, she says xDD

[snowbatsims]

VAMPIRE INTERMISSION #4, part 3

After most of the the party guests had left, only one remained: Maria-Elise, mother of Morten. She wanted to move in. Time to discuss.

BAT: ZZZZZZzzzZzZZzZZz

EINARR: Don't mind Bat. EINARR: So! You wanted to move in? MARIA: That I did! EINARR: Why? If I may ask... MARIA: Well, I think I'm getting a bit too old to live on my own. And I trust you guys to not eat me.

EINARR: Old? You? Maria-Elise Torsteinsdóttir, you're speaking to a man nearly twenty lifetimes old, MARIA: Well, I'm still a bit old for a human. EINARR: Fair enough! EINARR: And yeah - personally I kind of swore an oath to never hurt Morten's living relatives, he'll only have you for so long. EINARR: Actually, how long did you mortals live these days?

MARIA: See, that's the thing! MARIA: I am getting concerningly close to my Elder stage. I'm kinda Rune's age, remember? If I weren't an elder already, I will be soon! MARIA: And then after that, who knows how long my elderdom will be? EINARR: Oh! MORTEN: Oh......

MORTEN: THAT'S IT, she's living with us!! RUNE: Yeah sure, I won't mind- MORTEN: I am NOT letting MY MAMMA randomly die of old age off screen. Nope, not happening!! MORTEN: I will renovate Kvikindi's old room for her all by myself if I have to!! EINARR: Hah, go for it, I won't stop you. Kvikindi moved out years ago, anyway.

RUNE: I'll help! EINARR: I would gladly help as well. RUNE: Yeah!! It will be great to have a human in this house again! MARIA: Oh, thank you guys! EINARR: We have never had a human living in this house, Rune. Unless you count the ghosts, who are by definition no longer alive. RUNE: Ah right... Wait, ghosts? EINARR: You didn't notice our ghosts yet? RUNE: No! MARIA: Ghosts?

MARIA: I mean, I knew this house was haunted, but only by vampires! BAT: You mean us???? MORTEN: Oh hey you're awake. EINARR: Welcome back, child. EINARR: And yes, dóttir, this house is quite haunted by ghosts. Sorry to say. MARIA: I mean, I don't know why I'm so surprised! How do you even deal with the ghosts?

BAT: We don't. They're friends.

BAT: Sometimes, we hear them making funny noises in the walls. And moaning... So much moaning. And tapping! Random tapping, going *tip tip tip* on the tables and windows and walls, BAT: Once one of them grabbed my shoulders, and shrieked loudly into my ears the most ghastliest noise! BAT: But that's just their way of saying hello, you know? :D RUNE: And you never told me??? BAT: Of course I didn't. You'd shit your pants. RUNE: :/ BAT: And hey, not to mention that time-

MORTEN: Bat I SWEAR to all of Einarr's gods that if you literally end up scaring my own mother from moving in with us, I am stealing uncle Sigurd's vampire slaying kit- BAT: Wow, Mort. Chill. No you won't.

MARIA: No, I appreciate the honesty. I think it'll be fine. It's just ghosts. Maybe I won't even notice them... just like Rune. BAT: See? :D MORTEN: ...

RUNE: Well!! Enough about ghosts! How about we just show her around? Like the room we were thinking of? MARIA: That would be wonderful, thank you.

MARIA: Yeah... yeah! Sure! MARIA: I can work with this space.

RUNE: Well hey, if you need any help moving your stuff, we're right here! MARIA: Yes. Thank you. Would it be too much trouble to also change the wallpaper in here? It's a bit too dark for my taste. RUNE: Not at all!

MORTEN: You sure you won't mind living in a house full of vampires? MORTEN: I mean, Einarr said he won't hurt you, but Rune has been known to snack on his family members - RUNE: Excuse me, I always asked them first. MORTEN: Alright, Rune's probably fine too. But you know Bat has been really fond of your blood. BAT: snnzzzzZZ Z Z MARIA: Yeah. MARIA: But you guys cannot enter without invitation, right? I'll just lock my bedroom door every night. MORTEN: Hah. Smart.

MORTEN: Welcome to the house, mom.

And so, she moved in.

NEXT -->

[song-of-the-rune]

Lorynthian Dashboard Simulator

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Life Hack: If you wander into the woods with a fancy feast, this guy will appear and sell you mildly cursed items at a 0% discount.

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seriously who let the mortals onto faeblr

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Who says I'm mortal?

#wait is that supposed to be me #<- prev #yes #wow guys look #the world's greatest salesman found my faeblr post #yapping

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Okay update. @\am-i-the-asshole-official blocked me because they think my asks are """bait""" because they're fucking cowards. Fucking hate this web-site sometimes. Anyway update, if you wanna catch up you can check my #adventurer bullshit tag because I am NOT repeating alllll that lmao.

So latest update: they stole a copy of their fucking contract? Somehow? Which I mean I GUESS is fine but did they break into my fucking house?? Livid. Beyond livid. I don't know what they're planning on doing with this information either and I need to figure out. Whaaaaat it is they want. I have been so fucking reasonable with these two i swear to the fucking stars. Anyway. I found this out while TRYING TO GIVE THEM ANOTHER JOB!!! Can you believe this shit. Okay so in some fairness I haven't actually offered the job to them yet because I need to figure out the appropriate rates. But this seems extraordinarily reasonable of me and I just. I am so fed up with this cat. This has been such a long journey and I am tired and I don't know if I can do this anymore.

Anyway. I guess I'll put the poll here since I can't use the correct blog for that anymore. By the fucking night.

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Since people keep asking. I want them to participate in an experiment. I can't disclose too many details but they'll be well-compensated and I have the appropriate consent forms and everything.

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FINE. I'm testing whether their connections to the god of death (🤢) prevent them from turning. They'll probably be fine so I don't see what the deal is. Be better for them if it did work anyway.

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I am in your walls.

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If I didn't need your stupid scythe for web access I would block you. I am going to fucking kill you. I'm going to rip out your teeth and pummel you with a sock full of your own fucking teeth you obnoxious fucking cat

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Mmm shouldn't've put that one in this thread. Deleting that.

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Quick, everyone reblog this version.

#employer bullshit

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Moodboard for @/licherally-the-best when he finds out what happened to his secret crush and that he wasn't even involved

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...his what

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iyo what the FUCK does this mean

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OH NIGHTS FUCKING DAMN IT

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I AM GOING TO FEED YOU YOUR OWN FUCKING HANDS FOR THIS IYO

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Oops! 😘

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I'm sorry I'm your WHAT

#also that's not me. i'm a reincarnation #she is a different person from me. #i haven't had time to update the blog layout and all that but #i see you two's tags and you need to understand i am not roku #ik it was lighthearted but no one seems to get that i am literally not her #this is an important part of my culture pls respect that #meowing #speaking of i need to come up with a new talking tag

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we did it! i am a genius! i am the best! i am... FUCKING TIRED!

Спокойной ночи!

#i cannot believe this! praise anaeron! #i wish I could share but what we have done is not #how you say #ehhhh legal.

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Can we please normalize wanting to be alive? I don't understand how this is such a foreign concept, i know this is the necril-speaking corner of faeblr and there's probably some bias introduced that way but not all of us wanted to be undead and I'm kind of tired of the void normativity on this 'site. I deal with a lot of shit IRU/L and so does my qpp, who's still alive and has it even worse. just... idk think about living people when you make your posts. We're more than just a food and labor source and it is SO fucking clear that some of you feel otherwise. I have tagged so many posts about this and they all get ignored and I'm just. Tired.

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AWNN?

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I'm sorry, do you mean the god of death defiance? The god of perpetual consumption? That Awnn? Is on faeblr? Is that what you're trying to tell me?

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Lots of us gods are on faeblr lol.

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Is that Shraz. Is the god of crafting's url actually "windowdestroyer69". I love this webbedsite.

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None of you people in the notes are fae, how did you all get here.

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Well IDK about everyone else, but I came in through the window... LOL

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Hey isn't OP the lawyer for that one guy who killed his boyfriend to make him into a soulshell

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I'm sorry, your bio says you're a horse? Not a horse spirit, just a regular horse? How are you using the web. I am so confused by everything happening on this post.

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Does anyone in this thread smoke weed

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EVERYONE STOP DERAILING MY SERIOUS POSTS!!

[bg3tav]

My back fucking hurts. Sleeping on bed rolls on a hard stone ground is not for the faint hearted. Ah what can you do. Another day I'm alive. I can handle the discomfort.

Astarion seems to share my thoughts on Gale. Why couldn't we find a competent wizard? I'm still making Gale stay in camp today. Can't risk him fucking up something important like my life. We're packed up and planning to explore the rest of the sanctuary. I still want to know where the hells we are.

We discovered a room with a sarcophagus and a shit ton of traps but no way to disarm them. I'm going to tell myself there wasn't anything good in there anyway. Fucking frustrating. Oh well, we kept moving.

We found The Guardian of Tombs. Whatever the hell... Oh HOLY SHIT. Maybe I shouldn't have opened that one.

Wait, he seems peaceful. He just wants to know my opinion regarding the worth of a single mortal life. But you can't judge based on a single life. Individuals are part of the whole, a path to enlightenment. It seems this is all he wants, the answer, an answer, to that question. I'm promised to see him again, but with his raggedy skeleton ass, not something I'm excited for.

I'm just happy to be out of there and back in the sun, looking for what's next. Maybe we can camp somewhere less stony next time.

Oh gods, apparently some druid is lost, goblins are trying to kill everyone, and a Tiefling is pissed. And of course this becomes my problem. We wiped out the goblins with no issues and the Tieflings invited us into Emerald Grove. Zevlor and Aradin are about to go out at. I'm not getting involved.

JK apparently I'm getting involved. The Druids want to close off the grove and Zevlor asked me to help. I don't want to see them slaughtered so I willingly agreed. However, Astarion and Lae'zel aren't happy about it. But hey, you asked to come with me, not the other way around so we do things my way.

Met The Blade of Frontiers. He's so good with the kids, it warms my heart. Apparently he was on the ship too. Glad he made it off. Glad to have a new friend. I noticed his eye, wonder how he's faring with the insertion in one, and a stone in the other. I'll have to ask him about that sometime. He seems like a good dude. Hunting devils and seeking vengeance. I'll be happy to help him on his mission. For now, he's going to hang out with Gale at camp. God I hope Gale doesn't talk his ear off.

Heh heh... Teeth-ling. I think my new hobby is annoying Lae'zel. She doesn't like it and it gives me great joy. I had to talk her down from practically murdering Zarru. The kid had information, he was willing to give it, just scared. But can her creche really fix our problem? She so blindly believes the creche can do no wrong. I'm more leery. Still don't trust her. I'm starting to like her, though.

I met the sweetest bard, Alfira. Poor girl is going through a hard time. It's so difficult losing someone you're close to, and then feeling like you're responsible. My heart breaks for her. She taught me to play the lite, which I appreciate. I'll have to practice back at camp where no one can hear me mess up.

Saved some kid from the harpies down by the water. Now I have to go check out the Dragon's Lair. I swear if this is some trick.... This Mol person better be legit.

Okay, Mol can wait. Kagha is threatening a child with death by snake? The fuck this bitch think she is? Oh I'm gonna do something about this. I read her thoughts - she's power hungry. Typical. Yeah time to knock her down a peg or three. I don't want to kill her in case the Tieflings gets caught up in the battle. So I guess I'm talking to Zevlor and will help him best I can.

Before I do that, I think it's time to head to camp. It's been another long day.

Holy hell everyone wants something. And all I want to do is relax and play my lute. Guess I should make the rounds. I think I'll go see Astarion first. There's something about him...

...And there seems to be something about me. Is he seducing me? Oh shit, he's seducing me. And I'm allowing it. Not tonight, but soon. This man. This tall, handsome, beautiful man.

Talking to the rest seems like a chore. I want to go to bed and dream of what may come. What will come. A night of passion.

But Shadowheart... She wants me too? That comes as a surprise. But alas, not tonight. Looks like I'm going to bed alone.

As I lay down to sleep, I notice Astarion slipping off into the night. What is he doing? I'd ask but I'm too tired. That conversation is for another day. Maybe one with less clothing on.

[hard-core-super-star]

no because literally, in a single ask there are many different topics and the answers just get longer. I imagine you opening your inbox and seeing some aks that look more like the digital bible itself😶

I'm telling you! I'm behaving now. I changed.

I'll wait, and I already have my doubts about something but I don't know if it's a reference. the 119% thing.

totally, just like they did when they guarded at all costs that Kate would be played by hailee. It would be really funny if the Nightwing phase hadn't just been a phase.... unless...👀 I also don't know how well-known this mafia game is, but I've literally never heard of it until now. you're good at FIFA? for further scientific research. i- i never played GTA, my mom was ok with me playing mortal kombat and seeing the most graphic and merciless deaths, but not with me stealing cars and running away from the police 😔

okay, if I go watch it for the gay shit and I come out of it sad I'll blame you and you'll pay for my therapy. If she's supposed to be an irredeemable villain then she did something really fucked up, right? because I'm kind of more of a fan of villains..... to a certain point... um yeahh..of course

I'm literally eating myself up because I want to know what this cliffhanger is, I mean, the show was cancelled... knowing this isn't going to ruin my experience, is it?

queerbait, queerbait is everywhere- oh, the denial, it's okay, thinking like this can keep you sane, but it's between ava and sara? wait, I got lost hwjakksskskk you defend flash until you possibly can't anymore, but only watch for caitlin? how does it work? RIGHT? It took me a while to like caitlin exactly for that reason. and don't judge me, but it got tired to a point where I wasn't even rooting for barry and iris to get together anymore. they almost made my hair gray for a while, but I recovered.

now I understand why there's SO MUCH supercorp fics, these people are drooling and surviving on crumbs- think with care <3 hdjskjsk

– 🌟

i’m happily surprised and impressed that we've managed to talk about so many things at the same time and, despite the slight confusion sometimes, we still have MORE to say. it's not often i find someone so willing to read my paragraph-long responses and then RESPOND with their own paragraphs. [and needless to say, i absolutely love reading your responses, even if they're long]

mhmm, we’ll see about that.

it technically is a reference but i don't know if you're thinking what i’m thinking. and if you're not one of us is going to end up looking like an an idiot 😶 [it’s me, btw]

i mean, he's technically still my favorite superhero so i guess the phase still isn't over. i’m just too gay to obsess over a man the way i obsess over kate. i don't think it's that well known but i love it. idk what kind of research you're doing that requires this knowledge but yeah, i’m pretty good at FIFA. not like super amazing or anything but i’ve played it all my life so i think i’ve developed some skills. funnily enough, my mom was the opposite way. mortal kombat was too violent but planning heists and stealing cars was fine. [but not until i was like…10 or something]

babe, i hate to break it to you, but i can't even pay for my own therapy so you're on your own. stop asking questions because i WILL write an essay on her. basically, she does do fucked up shit BUT she's also heavily, HEAVILY, traumatized. i can't get into it without giving out too many spoilers but as the show goes on, we learn she's genuinely just a heavily messed up person and NOT a Joker type of villain who causes pain for the sake of it. [she's also not a sociopath, no matter how many times the characters say she is smh. she's also queer-coded af so there's that]

it's probably my fault for bringing it up everyday lmao. it doesn't ruin anything at all, it's just frustrating. they do finish the plot of season 7 nicely so that's why i just ignore the cliffhanger. it was supposed to tease season 8 but then season 8 never happened. the thing that pisses me off is that the CW didn't bother to tell the writers or the producers or the ACTORS that they wouldn't be getting another season.

sorry, i phrased that weird because it's technically a spoiler. the queer-bait is between zari and a new character hence why i didn't give many details in case you decide to watch the show again. sara and ava aren’t queer-bait at all, they're just queer 👍 it doesn't work very well but like the flash still has some really good things in between all the shitty writing. [that's another reason to watch batwoman, btw, their writers are out of this world] plus, like i said, caitlin snow was part of my gay awakening so it's not like i could just ditch the show even while it was going downhill. i don't judge you at all, i hated their relationship in the last few seasons. idk how they did it but they made me dislike barry at some point which is a crime because he's my boy!!!

akdkkdkskk that's a perfect way to put it, no further comment is necessary. i’m definitely not thinking about it 😶

[f4nd0m-fun]

YES THEY/HE BRUCE 🤩

And yeah, Jason probably says it a lot. Although I did play with the idea he still doesn't have the exact package but hey it's close enough. He was also very happy that Bruce never forced him to go by she (which he got kicked out of some homes over when little).

I LOVE BI BRUCE TOO. Gay is okay too but I got too many lady ships for him to jump full in. 😅

Sometimes I debate making Tim full Enby but I dunno. For now he's Enby leaning masc.

Oh gods. Harley and Dinah, both I'm pretty sure have therapy related stuff going on in their background, like Harley knowing psychology and I think Dinah is a therapist? Anyway, yeah. I can just see them looking at Bruce and IMMEDIATELY recognizing the signs. He's definitely getting a care day, as long as he knows the kids are safe he'll be fine.

And, sure, he's not gonna be bloated or anything but he's gonna be moody and clingy and when something drags him away from his kids? If it's a rogue they probably need to be wearing brown or red. 😂😅

Yeah Vlad isn't letting Bruce out of his sight, even going as far as sending duplicates to watch him while he's out and about, or asking the ghosts he's hired before to do so. And he is NOT, like you said, going to address the big horrors in the room until he has no other choice.

Also, Alfred has weekly tea with Gotham. And slightly random but I feel like Gotham collects curses for two reasons. One, because it keeps them from latching to mortals and instead they get spread out. Two, because Thomas was fascinated with them and Pariah technically has a whole museum of curses he keeps locked up, if he's still out there then maybe things can be cleaned up! Also just the ridiculousness of a Bouquet of Curses instead of a Bouquet of Roses.

And yes those cookies are familiar, part of Vlad's redemption was getting dragged through a lot of shit by Clockwork, almost randomly, though Danny was still Clock's main focus., so yeah, both him and Danny have enjoyed the Time Master's cookies. And sure, Alfred could have gotten Bruce from the time stream himself but where's the fun in that? He knows he'll be fine, he just needs to keep the house intact. Also, he still is some ghost abilities, that's how he manages to sneak up on everyone despite their bat training. 😂

And yeah, the kids are enjoying it while also freaking out themselves.

So Gotham, finding out what happened, gathers up as many curses as she can carry so to speak and books it to the closest portal. Suddenly, the city vibes are just... they're different and no one can figure out how or why, except Alfred of course, he told her when and where to find the portal. Next thing everyone knows, cause what's a little time fuckery to reunite a lost family, the skies are a dark green and the smog is purple and the vibes are rancid not almost in a good way.

Vlad just started swearing but just... he very much can't fight the king so he's praying to whatever is out there that Pariah isn't going to cause problems again.

Meanwhile, Pariah is trying to shove himself back into a mortal form and dull his powers so the sky goes back to normal, all while doting over Gotham and asking about the children (probably been more like a week to a month in the Realms for the pair). Eventually they make it to Wayne Manor and Vlad is just sweating bullets. Meanwhile, Bruce and Thomas just break down. Also, Thomas can make Martha visible to the living again, before only ghosts could see her, even liminals had a hard time seeing her. So Bruce finally gets his parents back and it's the most heartbreaking thing. And then the kids get dragged in by they're shadows because why not?

Also, Pariah is like "wait, you're carrying the core of the kid who beat my ass for being insane, and dating the idiot who let me out in the first place?"

I wonder what Thomas would do if he found Flashpoint. Also, the tabloids. Not only is Bruce getting them over the core incident but now people are trying to figure out if that's really Thomas and Martha Wayne back from the deed.

And yeah, Constantine is gonna have an aneurysm. Oof.

Meme Prompt 2

Thinkin of feral halfa Jason again. No surprise there.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Hades x Mortal!Indentured!Reader || Drabble

Plot: You're indebted to 'Lord Hades', like Meg, except he uses you for your knowledge in medicine and herbs, rather then your looks. He puts you in some pretty sticky situations, like this one.

Warnings: Pregnancy!! (Not reader) Hades being an absolute god whore. Talk of abortion and adoption.

But no, certainly not. I wish, you think, looking up at the doorway as the light is blocked from the open door suddenly and see the divine bastard with a young woman- who's baring a slightly rounded stomach and too-pale face.

You knew about Meg, though you weren't sure that she knew about you- or any of the other women - and men, - for that matter. She might be under the impression that she was the only lucky mortal to be made Hades servant. To have been stupid enough to make a deal with him.

Immediately you drop the dried lavender you were untying into a basket passive-aggressively and guide the woman away from the God, sighing. "Tell me you didn't... " Eyes softening on her, you flash her a reassuring smile as she looks so worried, and look her over. She certainly looks... pregnant... Shit. Hades- Your eyes flash back to him, an angry look on your face.

He raises his hands in surrender. "Well can you help, Doc?"

"I can give her a look." You hiss sternly, guiding her softer then how your voice sounds- to the seat you were just peacefully occupying a second ago. She goes gratefully, and you catch her hand hovering over her bump- unable to bring herself to touch it before chewing on her bottom lip and looking around at the walls covered in herbs and jars and books; Taking a deep breath.

You frown at her- while on your other side, Hades approaches with orange-flickering 'hair'. "Now, now, remember Y/N- " There's a warning tone to his voice, to which you roll your eyes and turn on him; Hands on your hips. He holds up a stern finger, threatening you. Are you concerned, though? No. You'll do whatever he says to... you just like to make him sweat, a little. "You have to help me... I own your ass."

Narrowing his eyes, Hades bares his pointy teeth at you. He speaks in a low voice, too, so hopefully only you hear... but you have a bad feeling the young lady heard, anyway. "Fix it, Y/N. This is serious. Get rid of that... thing."

"Mhm." You nod, assuring him enthusiastically. Then gesture for him to get the hell out of your hut. "But I do not have to do it, with you in my line of sight. So go. Wait outside. We'll let you know how it goes when I'm done." Making a 'Shoo' gesture with your hands, you manage to get the big blue mass to the doorway before he retorts.

Having had enough of his bullshit already, seeing as he's being particularly obnoxious and evil, you slam the door in his face. "Alright!"

Clapping your hands together, you turn to the girl. Taking a deep breath, you walk over; Forcing the creases out of your face so you look kind, again. "What's your name? I'm Y/N."

~

Taking a deep, clipped breath, you pull back from her - Etta, - finally, after a thorough inspection that brought you to the certain conclusion, that sure enough... the poor woman is pregnant. With demon spaw- um, a demigod. Hades demigod. But not wanting to say that to her quite yet - or ever, really... - you give her another once-over. "So, um, this part is a little awkward. But, uh... do you have any burns, in... places?" You can only imagine what havoc that man could unintentionally reek on one, if one were to be put in a situation like that with him... and his hair...

You like to not think about it. But, sometimes, you have to.

For a moment Etta just looks blankly at you, though, wide eyed. Like, what in the world do you mean?- "Oh!- No. No, I'm fine... in that area... "

"Okay good!" Alright... damn. That was your last good delaying technique. But, the inevitable is here, unfortunately. "That's a relief."

Is it? This next part is so freaken uncomfortable!

Rolling your bottom lip through your teeth, you look nervously up to Etta's anxious face; You do not have good news for her. And if she can read it in your expression rather then making you say it- all the better, for you.

Sighing, you rest your hands in your lap. "Sorry... "

"Oh no... " Etta groans, covering her face with her hands and dry crying- just a drawn out whine, full of her anguish. You pat her awkwardly on the back, unsure quite what to do.

This part never gets easier, for a clinical introvert like you. No matter how many girls Hades brings to you like this.

After a moment, she pulls herself together again with a deep breath through the nose, and looks back up; Elbows resting on her knees. Her beautiful eyes find yours, eyebrows knitted together. "What... what do we do?"

Thank god. Usually that forsaken part goes on for longer- this girl is hard as nails. Good on her. You like her.

"Well- I can give you some medications that'll be comfortable, for you, but uh... will neutralise, the Fetus. They should work fine, this early in the pregnancy, but there are some dangers... I could operate, but that involves a lot more danger for you- "

"What?"

Your eyes widen when Etta snaps, and they snap up to hers. "... What?"

"I'm not killing it!"

Oh... Slowly, awkwardly, your eyes flicker from the front door, to the windows, to her. You sniff the air - looking for any sign that Hades heard that, - and thankfully come to the conclusion that he didn't, and focus back on Etta. "Sorry. But Hades- he, uh... well you must know what he expects."

"Oh, sure. I know what he expects. But there's no way. Sorry. No." Shaking her head, Etta gives you a very serious face. "I'm giving it up for adoption. I wont kill it, though. I cant."

... Damn. You lean back away from her, and sigh. This is going to be a pain.

"... Okay, when I give you the signal, you go out that door. I'll tell him you told me you had to pee, and seeing as you have a living being squatting on your bladder I naively allowed you to go!- Then its all up to you to get the heck outta dodge." You talk quietly, and sternly, nodding towards the back door. Etta nods, eyes round and paying close attention; Tension already rising in her. Ready to run. You get up promptly, and head for the front door, turning back to her as she gets up from the stool she was sitting in, blue dress brushing the floor. "And- um- just a passing piece of advice- drink a lot of water. Its good for the baby, and, uh... yeah theirs no sugar coating it- It'll prevent it from igniting!"

She nods, a moment of horror crossing her beautiful face. But then as soon as your fingers touch the door handle, her head snaps back to you. "Wait what's the signal??" She hisses.

"Right- Just go now!"

For a moment, Etta hesitates as you look at her. Then she nods, sincerely. "Thank you." You give her gentle smile.

"Sweetheart, you better run fast." You say, then twist the doorknob.

"Oh! Bye!"

As soon as the backdoor is closed behind the woman, you swing the front door open loudly, waltzing out to meet Hades. You talk loudly, too- in hopes of covering up the sound of Etta's footfalls. "Oh great Lord of the Dead! I have great news for you! You're going to be a father!"

~

You manage to distract Hades with your great power of mockery for a good few minutes, surely long enough for Etta to have gotten out of sight, at least, before Hades barges on into your home looking for her.

As soon as he sees that she isn't there, you watch his pupils shrink. You wince.

Slowly, he turns to you; His 'loyal minion'. "... Where is she?"

You make a believable show of gliding your eyes around the little one-room cottage, taking you bottom lip in between your teeth when you 'realise' that she isn't there. "I... um... "

"... Y/N... " There's another warning tone in his voice. Generally Hades has quite a bit more patience for you then he does for others - you've known each other for a while, and he appreciates your smart mouth, - but that is still not saying a huge amount and it will not save you if you aren't able to pull this off correctly.

Luckily, the Gods are notorious for not thinking much of the intelligence of mere mortals.

"I... " Your eyes flit up to his, widening the slightest bit; Playing him like a fiddle. "I thought she'd be back by now."

Orange starts to flicker dangerously up from Hades body, and he's standing right in the middle of your home- thank god the structure of your home is made entirely out of sandstone. "... Back?!"

"Well, she said she needed to wee, so I let her slip out the back just to do her business- but- maybe... " Running a hand through your hair, you shake your head and look down. "Maybe, she... "

Hades follows your thoughts, whipping around to the back door an throwing it open, looking around violently for Etta. "ESCAPED!?"

"Yeah... " Man, your heart still jumps when Hades gets mad; No matter how many times you see it happen, its still terrifying and shocking.

Hades turns on you again, and you shrink down nearly against a wall. He's... literally... smoking... Like a damn chimney... "Why the hell would you let her go!?"

"I don't know!" You snap, yelling back. "You put a baby inside her! That makes a woman have to piss, a lot!!"

At that Hades growls, he actually growls, scowling at you before rushing forward with a moments notice and cornering you suddenly against the cool wall, as you flatten yourself against it. Shit!... For a few moments he doesn't say a damn word, just stares down at you, furiously. Taking deep breaths, and puffing smoke, and radiating heat so hot it takes you about two seconds to feel suffocated and start sweating. And it takes all that's in you to hold his gaze; Craning your neck and not backing down.

Gradually, and you don't know how or when, but Hades' eyes soften again and the smoke stops coming, and his fire turns totally back to normal. Even then he doesn't leave your personal space, though, and the eye contact honestly becomes a little... weird. Your heart pounds loudly in your chest, and relax against the wall, now. Running a hand back through your hair, you part your lips...

Then Hades smirks and your heart might as well have skipped a beat. The fire scaling his scalp crackles, like a wood fire, and one spindly blue hand, spider like in all except the colour, glides up your body and hovers over your hip. A hiss of a gasp escapes you, surprised and not entirely... scared. More like electrified.

His face comes closer to yours and that hand fits itself to your waist; And he knows exactly what he's doing. You know that. You're fully aware. So when he opens his mouth again, you know precisely how you're going to respond; A mischievous smirk of your own warming onto your lips.

"Now, Y/N... I like you, so I'll give you another chance. Tell me... what happened, to Etta?" His pupils flick to your lips. "I just get the feeling you're keeping something from me, you little minx."

Tilting your head to the side, you suddenly widen your eyes in innocence; And shrug.

"Hades, I really don't know."

His eyes narrow again and his hand tightens on your waist; Not like he's trying to hurt you, like you're his life line and he's using you, to centre himself as he closes his eyes tightly shut. "Mmmmm... " He groans out, as if his head hurts and he doesn't know what to do with you.

Tendrils of familiar, not-at-all gaseous smoke waft purposely up to wrap around your body; Gluing you to the wall, before Hades lets a deep breath go and opens his eyes again.

"Round two. My court, this time."

[jboofan]

Chapter 15 revised

YN's about to find out that sometimes a gorgeous man can come up with a plan all his own, and it's a given that it'll mess hers up.

Jungkook x YN

Chapter 15 The Alley

Jungkook swung around, searching for her in the dark. Bodies gyrated against each other, but even in the dark he could differentiate between her and everyone else.

"YN!" he kept calling out in vain.

The last thing he saw as he drained his champagne had been watching her excitedly scream and hug Adora, as they stepped off the podium and walked back into the audience.

Looking for her in the club was like trying to find a needle in a haystack of scantily dressed women. He messaged several times, but no reply. Frustrated, he headed back to their booth.

He finally found her in a further booth elsewhere, popping her heels back on and reaching for her handbag, by the looks of it as though she was leaving.

"Hey," he called out to her, for a moment forgetting that they had had a fight. "Fuck," he managed under his breath as he took her in, and so did half the male population in the nearest fifty mile radius it seemed.

YN didn't even bat an eyelid and carried on, for the door.

"Hey love," smiled Adora as YN came into view, "Ready to go? The others are waiting."

"Hey you," she smiled back at her warmly, Jungkook still staring blankly. "Yeah, I'm ready."

"Going somewhere?" he asked annoyed at the silence and wanting her to answer him, to acknowledge him mere existence.

"Let's go," YN smiled at Adora, who looked a little confused at Jungkook but understood where she was coming from. Trust was imperative. Without it we have nothing.

"Look can we talk?" He grabbed her hand.

"Oh here we go," Jimin pushed his phone back into his jeans, grabbed some snacks as he swung his legs athletically over the sofa, Jin putting his drink down.

"Wait wait, I don't wanna spill my drink."

Both watched as YN felt beyond uncomfortable to be reacting to Jungkook in such a way that they felt it was entertainment, that her feelings, her emotions, her principles were entertaining.

"Am I the running entertainment in your house?" she looked at the gathering six, excluding her new mortal enemy. "Apparently you've all got too much time on your hands if you are all suddenly so invested in my personal life.." she cut through them like a sharp knife, "Should I start selling you tickets since you all so fondly wish to bet upon me?"

Guilted into silence, YN refused to further react to any of them, and kept walking.

"I suggest y'all get some lives," she shot back one last time angrily, her natural New York accent pushing through thickly. "Because I'm getting sick of you all."

Jungkook sighed, following after her calling out her name.

"Baby, you gotta talk to me sometime," he sang nervously trying but failing to inject some humour in the situation.

YN stopped, swung around and gave him a scoff and a roll of the eye. All things he was getting used to as a form of competent communication from her.

"If you weren't so emotionally damaged, maybe instead of acting like a child, we could discuss this like adults."

That was enough to light a stick of dynamite now.

"Oh shit..." Namjoon rubbed his temple, "JK's got a death wish doesn't he?"

"I'm emotionally damaged? I'm emotionally damaged?" she stepped closer and pointed to herself as she said the words slowly, enunciating every syllable.

"I'm emotionally damaged because I don't bat my eyelids at the Golden Maknae? That I don't fall in a bumbling heap at your over shined boots? That I don't blush everytime you look my way?"

"I didn't mean it like that—" he was flustered, and for someone eloquent in the Korean language it sure didn't feel like his first language all of a sudden.

"Then how did you mean it? Because I don't sit here sharing my deepest darkest thoughts with you? I'm not allowed to not talk to you if I don't want to? Right about now, I'd rather be hanging out somewhere else."

He'd hurt her feelings, and it upset her that her feelings could be hurt in the first place, by Jeon fucking Jungkook of all people.

"That's being a bit dramatic isn't it?" he smiled in the way he did for ARMY and the public, looked around the room for a consensus but no one was giving it.

Seeing him smile like that, in that fake way he put on for others riled her up even more.

"So I'm emotionally unavailable and I'm dramatic now as well? Because I'm a woman? Or some other chauvinistic reason you wanna throw my way? I don't have to talk to you. I don't even have to acknowledge your existence. You know why? Because I still have that goddamn right not to asshole."

He watched her blaze up with all this pent up anger, frustration and it was so unexpected he didn't feel he could move from this very spot or say something. Jungkook didn't want to admit it, but he cared what she thought, cared that she felt she could come to him for help.

"It doesn't matter to me that to everyone else you are BTS'S Jungkook, this embodiment of masculinity with his chiseled physique, physical prowess, and steadfast morals and patriotism," she said so sarcastically, waving her hands in front of her.

"YNah, unnie let's go—" Adora pleaded for her friend's hurt heart.

"Aniyo, Na-ri yah," she replied back in Korean, laughing bitterly, "let's get this out the way, since apparently I don't say how I feel."

Her eyes focused back onto Jungkook with laser precision once again, and his feet felt like they were stuck in cement.

"My concern is that I made friends with Jungkook, not the Golden Maknae and you think it's OK to break trust. Break your word. I thought you stood for something different, but I guess you're just like every other guy. The sad thing is, I thought you were different Jungkook-ah. But you ain't, you're struggling with emotions and how to express them in a healthy manner, or accept that once in a while you're not so perfect as you think you are, and even you can be wrong. Even you make mistakes."

"Healthy manner? Have you seen the way you're acting with me right now?!"

"In nearly all my cases, it's been the right thing to do," she said calmly. "Don't raise your voice at me, improve your argument but I know you can't."

"Look why isn't the right thing to do right now to forgive me?" he held onto her hand, rubbing circles into it, trying to calm her.

"Not when you won't even acknowledge what you've done is wrong, and the only reason you're approaching me is because one of your hyungs probably tried to talk some sense into that empty head of yours," she waited, crossing her arms.

"That's not true," he said it as convincingly as he could.

"No," she decided, "Newsflash Jeon Ssi," as soon as his name left her lips he knew he was right back at the bottom of the never ending mountain that was Bang YN.

"I'm gonna change your life. I'm THAT girl. The one that doesn't fall for that wayward fake smile the rest of the world is so ready to accept, not when I know it's not real. Don't give your word to someone if you can't keep it Jeon," she said it so sadly.

Jungkook watched YN and wandered how many times she had walked out of a person's like that way, and never came back.

"Jungk—" Hope tried to get his attention even after she had become smaller as she disappeared off into the distance and she was no longer standing there. Everyone heard everything, and there was no joke or smirk he could give to make them forget either.

"I'm gonna take a walk, I'll see you guys back at the hotel."

**

How dare he! After everything, he was pulling out all the stops, with the innocent flirting and the touching.

Oh my god his touch, she sighed as she padded back to her room quietly, in the early hours of the morning.

"Attachments are dangerous. They mean that you care about someone or something. Which makes you vulnerable. Which gets your heart killed. Do not form attachments Bang YN."

"I must no longer get attached.. especially not to him. He'll get me killed or vice versa, and I like being alive," she chanted the mantra as she shook off the words, dismissing all thoughts hopelessly out of mind.

Not that it helped. She saw the yearning in his eyes, the way his lips parted involuntarily. She wasn't blind. She knew that Jungkook wanted her. And she wanted him too. But things had changed, after Kai, no one was worth more than her career; her goals; her happiness.

Chalking this one up to an experience gone bad, it’s become apparent that there’s more than just lust still lingering between them and that isn’t a good thing. Lust and sex he could handle since he met her, but he wanted the pain to end, the misery between them to end. This emotional rollercoaster was one he could do without. If she didn't want to be with him emotionally, maybe physically she would still want to? Any other emotions would only muddy the already murky waters between them.

Jungkook took in the night air, stopping by a lamppost a moment to close his eyes and take in her beauty without it being so obvious that he was staring at her. He wasn't afraid to admit that he was still enough of an dick to obsess over the flesh coloured bra he was licking his lips over, under that lace dress she wore this evening.

Not to mention the tips of her hard nipples that strained against the fabric. In his mind, he told himself that part was because of him.

Jungkook adjusted his now too-tight pants, deciding that coming here was a bad idea. He couldn't continue to torture himself this way. It was time to tell her his idea, he'd been thinking about it since he had stayed over at hers with Bam.

If it works? Fucking fantastic. If not, he'd move on. Maybe move to Siberia.

Walking slower than he usually did, he spotted her up ahead, walking alone. He waited to get her attention but she never looked to his side of the street. Pouting, he stood there wondering why.

Never short of admirers or dance partners. He felt overlooked, watching her from afar like a creep wanting to beat up anyone that came near her and claim her for his own.

Detouring from his side of the road, using its busy queues to slip away, Jungkook followed her to the alleyway behind the club, especially reserved for staff.

YN smokes? She'd never had a smoke in front of him, yet here she was, taking a drag, her head against a brick wall and her eyes closed.

“Hey!" her eyes flew open as someone grabbed the cigarette cleanly from her hand.

"Yah whaddaya doing out here on your own?" he looked to his right, a dead end where the staff smoking area was, and his left that was a dark long alley leading back out to the main road.

Not bothering to open her eyes to him again, she picked the cigarette off him and took a deep drag, blowing out smoke rings, finally responding with a “none ya business Jeon. Goodbye."

“How about the way you were dancing in there?" his voice was clipped, barely holding steady.

“I'm not answering on the grounds I don't give a shit." She opens her eyes and stands up, as if preparing for a fight. There goes that somersaulting feeling in his heart he ignores again.

“Be careful who you're with," he tells her, carefully setting the stage and trying not to ogle her gorgeous tits in that sexy-as-fuck dress. “I say it because I care.”

“Is this a joke? Are you seriously fucking with me right now. I made it crystal clear in there, leave me the fuck alone!"

“I’m not saying that your safety isn't important to me, I can assure you, it is.”

“I just can’t believe you came out here to tell me I can't have fun, dance with anyone even. What you drinking these days??”

“Me?” he asks, feeling his own face turn red in the dark. “Look at what’s happened to you. Never would you have let anyone close to you so readily, yet you let those guys paw at you, touch you like they mean it. You wouldn't take the shit those idiots were telling you to get into your knickers. Not the babygirl I knew.”

“Sweetheart, you have never known me," she says, each word forced out, brave as she says them. It has Jungkook staggering back, a shot to the gut, she may as well have put her fag out on him. YN seemed so brave, indignantly she stands in front of him.

Is she like this because of me?

Walking off, still smoking she finds herself a new cubby hole around the corner and finished her cigarette. Closing her eyes, she finally figured that he took the hint and got lost.

Jungkook couldn't understand it. She was telling him to basically go fuck off, yet she’s still the most gorgeous thing he'd ever had the privilege to see. Now he couldn't fucking stand it. For the first time since he was a scrawny high school kid he wasn't going to listen to anyone tell him YN wasn't his. He remembered every memory they shared, the way she set his heart on fire. Thoughts turned to the men dancing with her in the club.

He struggled, unable to push these dark thoughts out of his head; maybe it was the dark out of the way spot they were standing in, the fact he was here, that she was here and no one else. He shook his head.

"What the flying fuck is your problem?" she could still hear him breathing close by as he turned up. Again.

"No matter how much I try I just can't. It's been months and I'm struggling, I need you."

"So does everybody else. Nothing original."

Sad for an instant, YN looks away, the whole time he's trying to find the words to say, standing there, trying to figure out how to bring her comfort with his words. To take away whatever the hell had her feeling so different she had to go dancing on other men tonight. He swore if they weren't wearing clothes on the dancefloor she would have become pregnant by now.

Pregnant by some other pabo.

Before he could stop himself, instinct takes over. The heat burning in his gut bubbles up, not just the heartburn he feels from all that champagne.

**

Jungkook's movements are no longer his own as he possessively stalks over, pressing her up against the wall with an insatiable need to cover, protect, to heal her. Taking her arm he pressed a wet kiss inside of her elbow. Her sweet taste stirs something in his groin and suddenly he's ravenous, like he's never eaten before; biting down her arm to her wrist. When he reaches her fingers, throwing the out of character cigarette butt away, he draws each one into his mouth, sucking one, savoring her flavour.

"I want more, baby," he growled. "I can't control this any more. I'm not strong enough."

“Ya Jungkook,” she whispers, as her pupils dilate, not understanding him. "What the hell."

His next actions were far from romantic, or polite. He knew that. But he was all about adapting to the situation, and this one required it. Jungkook would have, if they were back at her hotel room or her apartment, pulled back, moved slow or been more gentle with her, but he tried to hint previously but that just brought him a one way ticket to ghost town with her. No. He wasn't going to make the same mistake twice.

But now it was too late. Tugging on her short dress, an outfit he would never have let her leave the house wearing, if she'd been parading in that in front of him he would have done to her then what he was about to do now.

Sudden voices nearby had him out of his red mist as he realised they were in an alleyway. He pulled her further away from the street.

Jungkook pinned her up against the wall, bunching up her dress so he could reach underneath. This is better; he had more room to work his way up the inside of her legs. More room to test her, to feel her. It’s almost too much, this raw chemistry that wipes everything out of his head but her. At the same time, it’s not enough. YN holds her breath, making him stop.

"Don't do this," she grabbed his wrist powerfully. Shoving him off her, pulling her dress down she walked away catching a taxi back to the hotel as fast as she could.

**

YN tried to wipe tonight out of her memory as the taxi hurried to her hotel. Thankful he wasn't following, she was in the lift in a few minutes and then to her hotel room in five.

She'd only just managed to remove her shoes when the door rang.

Jungkook shoved a foot in the door, ready to fight any resistance tonight, shutting it gently and locking it behind him.

Cap removed, jacket off he watched her again. Two large strides and he was back in his favourite place; up against YN.

"Don't," she reprimanded him again as he again went to work, pinning her to the wall, pushing her dress back up, without the fear of any passersby.

"You scared of what I can do to you?" he licked his lips.

She chuckled, staring right at him. "You're not man enough to take care of my needs. I was telling you don't waste my time."

"No knickers?" he states simply, jealousy was no longer in check as he squeezed her thighs making her struggle against him.

"I'll walk around naked if I want," she confidently bit back.

Jungkook locked his eyes on her, she was still pushing back against him, pushing every button on him she knew how. Buttons only she knew how to press so well.

Just for that he was going to pause. Not go any further yet. Instead, he moved to the outside, toward her lush hips. He traced her amazing curves, before wrapping his hands around them, gripping down hard, and forcing her still in his grip, forcibly tilting then open. Selfishly this was more for him, opening her up to him, knocking down the walls between them. Even if just for tonight, he was ready to pull down every layer, every wall, brick by brick till it was just them two left.

Once his breathing finally settled, his thumb began to trace tiny shapes on her sharp hip bone.

"Let me. Let me show you I'm man enough for you."

"Real men talk less, and do more," it was like she was teasing him right back, and it turned him on even more. "If you're just going to talk about it, then step off and let a real man do me. If you say you're going to do something, then do as you say. Jeon."

YN moans at his touch, so he held on tighter, almost rough, wanting to mark her, let every bastard know that she only gave it to him. Without a second thought, he looked at her darkly, this is what they both need.

Oh, how her body is on fire under here! She moves ladylike so her legs are no longer outside of his, his hips knocking into hers, knowing she's not wearing anything underneath make him begin to drip down the front of his boxers, all before he feels how hot she is down there.

Jungkook pushed her dress up higher, exposing her to the cold AC air, the insides of her thighs slick with her arousal. Jungkook is excited, and worried that he'll come all over himself before the show even gets started.

Body shuddering, biting down on his tongue to keep his hand from shaking he knows they're having a moment. One of those things he's seen in the movies and read about; where no one but them exist. He can’t mess this up. He knows if he does, YN might never give him another chance again.

His girl didn't even seem embarrassed, and that makes her even more appealing to him, he grows harder. YN holds his gaze as his fingers come in contact with her soaking folds, and any last thoughts of apprehension either of them have dissolved.

“Just as I thought,” he roughly pushed her neck aside with his mouth, “You’re so wet for me, baby. So fucking wet, so tempting.” Her folds are swollen and heated, but they separate easy, allowing for more access.

"If you're gonna stand here talking your erection down, move out the way and I'll get someone else to take care of me. I've got a flight to catch in the morning."

That was all she needed to whisper in his earlobe to tip him over the edge, pulling her folds with his thumb and forefinger, pushing his middle finger into her. Then another one.

Lips opened for him, as he pushed his lips harder onto hers.

"Baby, I'm sorry," he finally admitted, "Baby. I'm sorry for everything. My need you so bad," he pleaded again, he was so full it was painful.

That shut her up.

YN's head almost fell back against the wall. “Baby you okay?” he asked, still a bastard, but a caring one.

Her lips part before she answers, “Please don’t stop," she gulps back.

"Fuck no," he smirks, dick starting to tingle as he continued sucking at her big bottom lip, pulling it out before attacking her tongue with a ferociousness he didn't know he possessed.

Jungkook the Gentleman, a national sweetheart who might ask for permission to enter her mouth and invade her with his tongue wasn't here right now.

Dirty, fucked up and possessive Jungkook however was sloppily landing spit covered kisses all over her mouth and was fucking loving it. Not wanting to stop, afraid of breaking the connection between them, he pushed three fingers into her, and continued to suck her face. Nothing seemed more intimate than what they were doing right now and he wasn't going to break that spell.

YN felt the world spin out of control. Here was Jungkook, angry, passionate, jealous and taking control. Showing her that he could be a man. Fingers in her, his mouth all over hers, his hand gripping her throat masochistically, telling her how difficult it was to function without her these months was what it took for YN to give up all her power in this moment to be in his capable hands.

All she knew was him. His rough, deep voice. His stormy chestnut eyes. His sandalwood, masculine scent. All YN felt was the heightened sensation of his touch, his fingers slowly stroking up and down, working their way deeper.

It was goddamn paralysing. But though her body might be tight and rigid on the outside as she stood up propped between Jungkook and the living room wall, her insides were melting for him. And the voice in her head was screaming for more.

Fuck Jungkook, I need more dammit!

On some subconscious level, Jungkook must known because he continued his glorious assault on her body without faltering. He knew what he was doing, knew how he’s making her feel, and YN was so sure he was getting off on it.

In a moment of clarity, YN decided to test her theory. She dropped her hands from his heavy neck, letting her hands wander. Not wander so much as head straight for the prize. She zoned in, palming him lightly over his pants, happy beyond comprehension that he’d filled out so well, so she squeezed his thick length. Then squeezed again, and again with both hands now. Over his pants. Under his pants.

Then undoing his belt and button, unzipping him and pushing her hand into the flap of his boxers. Roughly she fists one hand down, and under, to cup him, whilst her right hand continued to stroke him rapidly as he began to whine at her touch. He was beyond sensitive right now and he didn't know what he was going to do.

At this point YN's dress was wrapped around her stomach, her right leg is up and over his shoulder as Jungkook pumps his fingers in and out and she is bringing him past the brink of no return.

Alternating the pressure and speed almost brings him to his knees, and YN felt lost in his reactions, wanting to bring him closer. Jungkook begged his body to give him release, giving up all control to YN as she over stimulated him.

Jungkook hissed, his head floppy against her neck, tensing as she worked him. Soon he's thrusting into her hand, and she's rewarded with him yanking down his boxers and picking her up with ease.

YN instinctively hooked her legs around his waist and he lowered her onto him.

"That okay baby?" he moaned, pumping deliberately faster as she gripped his shoulders, and he nipped at her neck, whilst moving through to her bedroom.

"Yes," she managed, "faster baby," she begged.

Another hiss, and he's squeezing her ass hard. She knows he's gonna leave marks but that's something to deal with tomorrow morning. For now it's about getting off on him as hard and fast as she can manage.

"Fuck baby," Jungkook growled at YN.

Jungkook receives the message loud and clear, understanding the assignment - he's pumping into her faster than he thought he still couldn't. They'd been fucking for at least ten minutes before they got to the bed, YN recieving dessert in the form of the most guttural sound she's ever heard a man make. It vibrates low in her core. And now it’s Jungkook's head that lobs backward. It’s the strangest sensation.

"Baby it hurts," he almost whined.

"Do you want me to make it stop?" she teased as he shuddered, gripping her bare neck as his thighs jolted the more her hands went to work.

**

She's despised this guy for so long – for everything he’s said and thought about her. For hurting her. Yet being with him like this, giving and taking pleasure, it’s such a potent drug.

YN feared why it felt so natural or right. The power she felt in the moment was extraordinary, yet difficult to fully understand. That intense feeling of control doesn’t last though, and she's sure that’s by his design. Because in the very next moment, his thumb snakes down between her legs, rubbing and pushes down so hard it makes her lose her breath for a second or two.

Jungkook neck tenses as he's about to see the light again, and she patting his shoulder to be let down to take it all as quickly as he can supply it. He couldn't find it in his right mind to object, neither did he want to. Carefully he deposited her back to the bed where she got down on her knees and held his throbbing member in her hand as she swallowed all she can receive. Soon he's into her mouth epically, strands of goodness erupt, as she swallows as much as she can, head bobbing back and forth.

"Fuck baby, that's so good," he's somehow managing to string more than three words together, eyes watery from his sweet release.

He watches as she spits her dessert seed back onto his dick, Jungkook on his back as YN begins to give him another handjob, his essence smeared across his thighs. Not even down from his current insane high, YN forces more out of him, one after the other, his legs shaking intensely from the overstimulation, as he whimpers for her, begging her to stop.

"Baby— Ahh," he tried to grip her wrist, begging her to stop as she continued to squeeze him until he was screaming out in an ectasy he never thought he would ever dream of reaching.

Reduced to a complete mess, feeling completely violated by YN, he licked his lips as she swallowed the last of him, hungrily wiping her lips as he watched on.

But that wasn't enough to satisfy this insatiable appetite he now had for her. Fingers continue to work their magic as again YN is on her back spreading her legs for him. One turn of his wrist and she gasped. Another finger. Another turn. Three whole fingers in there and he still manages to push in a fourth, so deep she can feel the pressure pushing against her belly.

There's panting and thrusting until her legs spasm out of control, and she is literally seeing stars flash behind her eyelids. Jungkook holds her legs steady, and wide as he drinks hungrily from her; as though she was his salvation, his tongue splashing unapologetically against her skin.

YN arches as he works diligently, reaching across a tattooed hand to squeeze her sensitive breasts until she screams, as she clearly hears his appreciative moans as he drinks, thirstily.

At the height of it all, she can barely hold onto him, fingers gripping his freshly washed hair as she realised that this is the best feeling in the world.. And she knows without a doubt. She is his. And it frightens her to death.

Jungkook couldn't think of anywhere he wants to be but here with her, as he smiled up from the end of the bed, lapping up her juices, his turn to dominate, in complete control of YN. In this moment. In this place.

But who am I kidding?

He nuzzled deeper into her folds, she owns me. Despite everything, he wants to be hers and only hers. As he continues to make her come apart in his mouth, he uses his hands to continue its exploration of her body – snaking under her breasts, the same nipples that were driving him insane in the club.

Inching up across her stomach, across her ribs, he grazed a thumb over her breast. He could see them in his mind, a memory from the nights he dreamt of her; they were everything he wanted and more; an image he could never forget. Full and heavy with deep caramel accents that were so responsive. They still are; welding to his touch. So he squeezes one and then the other, driving a helpless moan from her with each electric contact. Finished with her clit, he's back on his feet, leaning over to get them into his mouth to taste, but he isn't a complete bastard, and wants to savour both her taste and image to his mind, scared it might never happen again.

"I'm so glad we didn't fuck in that alley," he kisses her again, as she pushed back his slick hair. They both know they're running out of time too quickly. YN's raw nerves won’t last much longer, but he just wants to make her come again, saying his name before it's over for now.

It’s time to push her over the edge, and over stimulation was the key. Just as she edged him to the end of his body's ability, he gladly returned the favour.

YN's mouth now sits on his palm and he can feel her silent scream, and he starts to unravel. The throbbing stops and Jungkook holds YN until she floats back down to Earth.

**

YN really isn't the let's cuddle after fucking kinda girl. More hit it and quit it, slowly realising that he's now holding her, something she really didn't want to do. There was no need to have any more emotions tied up in this, but she had the strange feeling it’s been a long time since he's had any emotional release, so she let it go, cradling him too until he calms.

YN looks up at Jungkook but he watches in horror as those dreamy eyes harden. Her face tightens and her chin tips up and out. The mask is on and the cold Bang YN is back.

“Now that was, wow," he tried lightening the mood with no luck. "I don't think there is any other way to have lost my virginity."

“You are truly depraved,” she tells him, straightening herself in the bed, fluffing her hair again.

“Babygirl, you have no idea.”

She laughs then, a deep belly chuckle that absolutely charms him. He even saw a dimple - fuck those things are rarer than a falling star. She’s still coming down off that high.

Now is my chance. Say something Jeon.

“God, I can’t believe we did that.” Jungkook shakes his head in awe, almost as if he's proud of his walk on the wild side. “Here’s the thing," he stops her saying anything, running the back of his hand along her sharp as a knife jaw. “I want to do it again.”

She slaps his arm, pushing him away from her. “You’re crazy. No f-ing way. You are so lucky someone didn’t see us in the alley, or you turning up here. Not just that, but I don't wanna do it again with you. You scratched an itch that's it."

“I don’t mean here," he calls out to her, signalling around the hotel room, "not like this baby"

“Where then?” she asks, curious. God she knew she shouldn't have asked, but she suddenly had to know where she could get it again.

Jungkook licks him lips moving closer as he sees that he's got her wheels turning. “Your apartment.” His eyes don’t stray from hers. “Whenever you can make time for me.” A strange silence and uneasiness consumes the space between them. The heat has fizzled and the raging emotions have slid back under the surface.

“Let me get this straight. You want me to be your dick appointment every whenever at my apartment.”

“Well, I wouldn’t put it that way. I’d call it an arrangement between two consenting adults. We can do in the dorm but I thought you'd prefer your apartment, by the way.” She ignores him in order to think.

“What makes you think I wanna do it at my place?” she asks. All her spunk has returned, furthering his resolve. He knows he can give her what she needs.

“I figured you'd prefer the privacy. Besides, we clearly can't figure out a relationship but there's no reason to not sleep with each other. It’s safe, it's good and it's me. I've never slept with anyone except you. Between our schedules couldn't we work it out baby? I want to figure this out, you can't kiss me like you did in that practice room and not expect me to survive my life on that memory alone did you? Baby, imagine what it’d be like to have sex like this every week?”

“Who says I’m not?” she asks.

Shit. She's right.

"Wait," he furrowed his eyebrows, territorial now, "who the hell is screwing you? Actually fuck that, I don't give a shit who you've fucked. I wanna fuck you. If you agree, and I know you enjoyed this right now as much as I did, so there better not be anyone else in the picture."

"What if there is someone else in the picture?" she is already walking towards the bathroom for her dressing robe.

“Come on, don’t even think about lying to me, I know you enjoyed every damn second of that," his face hardened as he grabbed her hand pulling away from the door and towards him, hugging her tightly.

“If there's someone else, then I'll have to forcibly remove them from the picture.”

She doesn’t say another word for what feels like hours, and begins to blink up at him, hand rested against his chest.

“Well, YNah baby?" He asked, unable to wait another second. “What do you think? Forget it all and become mine? On the bed, in the shower, over everything and anything."

Suddenly, he wants this more than anything. He wants it so bad, he's ready to beat up some hapless idiot, that's how bad he wants it. YN leans into him, and in a surprising move, she brushes her plump lips over his.

"You're welcome to shower before you have to go back. I wasn't lying when I said I have a flight in the morning."