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namjooningelsewhere · 3 years ago

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His And Her Rules: 01

ღPairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

ღGenre: Smut

ღAu: Sugar Daddy au, bdsm au.

ღRating: 18+

ღWord Count: 5.85k

ღWarning(s): Nipple play, oral male and female receiving, explicit smut, unprotected sex,profanity, Lot of dirty talk, heavy and light bondage,gagging, heavy spanking, experiments with pain, Dom-sub themes, rough sex, lot of hair pulling, bdsm themes, spitting, cum eating, breath play, temperature play, sir kink,marking, biting, dom!namjoon, crying, begging,super messy, multiple orgasms, edging, orgasm denial, squirting, degradation, name calling, very light choking, punishments in sexual forms.

ღSummary: An art exhibition brings Kim Namjoon in your life, And your blunt nature and i-dont-give-a-f&$# attitude brings you in his. You are his first sugar baby and he is your sexual awakening, Inshort his rules in the bedroom and your rules outside the bedroom.

ღA/N: @introlxv Onyx i have a big list of thankyou's for you, thanks for giving me this idea by tagging me in the namjoon video, Thankyou for making this beautiful banner for me. I literally wrote this for you, Hope you like itღ

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“Hyper-realistic isn't it?” A voice caught your attention which was solely undivided in admiring the beauty of the The Stillness of Water by Kim Tschang, You looked at the source of the voice and saw a tall man standing right beside you but eyes fixed on the painting.

“It is. Makes me think about the purpose of the painting.” He nods his head and both of you get back to admiring the painting, You trace the strokes of the brush and look at the drop which fascinates you to no end.

“Have you ever tried to understand the meaning of these paintings?”

“I think it means emptiness. Everything is empty at one point and everything returns to emptiness at some point.” The man turned towards you and gave you a bright smile.

“Namjoon.” He extends his hand and you take it with a smile.

“Y/n” The warmness and softness in his hand is quite opposite to the voice that he spoke to you earlier, You hold his hand a second longer and Namjoon makes no moment to withdraw it either.

You chat a little and start walking around the gallery, But what catches your attention more than the art itself is the man beside you and his firm hand at the low of your back. Somehow this gesture always does it for you. The way a man places his hand at the lower of your back always gets you butterflies and Not only did Namjoon place his hand on your back, But the firm grip of it told you a lot about him as a person.

You spoke at a length to Namjoon about Art, and you admired the man for the extensive knowledge and passion he had for art. Throughout the conversation you knew things for sure in the short span, Namjoon had a growing love for art and that took him places and made him wonder about so many different things in life.

“Care for some dinner?” You contemplated for a minute. He seemed like a pretty decent guy and judging by the ninety thousand dollar watch he was wearing, You could take a chance.

“Sure.”

“So Y/n what do you do apart from your love for arts?” Namjoon asked as he put on his seatbelt and he started his car and the engine roared to life.

“I am a sugar baby, but also I graduated in marketing, And i intend to make my career in it. Just networking my way so that I can make some opportunities for myself.”

“ A sugar baby and a marketing aspirant, Interesting”

“What do you do?”

“Well I am the CEO of Kim Holdings.” You just nodded casually at his statement, And Namjoon got back to driving. You could sense it in the way he was gently drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

“Ask it.”

“How did you become a sugar baby ? Pending bills, Side income or some tragic story?”You laughed out loud at his question, Is that what people think why girls become sugar babies?

“No, Nothing of that sort. Not everybody needs to have a tragic story to get into something that brings in financial Stability, I do it because why not? I have what a sugar daddy needs, and they give me what I need. It's a mutually beneficial transaction.” Namjoon smiled his full dimple smile at your answer, And for a moment you were glad he didn't judge you like sometimes people did.

“That's nice. I like the fact that you are so open about it.”

“What have I got to lose? It's not my concern anyways if you judge me for it.”

You reached the restaurant and Namjoon quickly opened the door for you. The firm hand stayed glued to your back as he led the way to one of the fanciest restaurants of Seoul. From the little over an hour that you had spent with him, You had come to a conclusion Namjoon was a gentleman. You had been with your share of gentlemen, But something was definitely different about Namjoon. You just have to figure out what.

“So tell me a little more about this?”

“What exactly do you want to know?”

“Well you can colour me as intrigued, Genuinely i've never given this a thought, Never felt the need to but honestly something changed.”

“Well i hope it's a good thing, Not that i care if its a bad thing.- Namjoon burst out laughing again before you could finish your sentence, And you doubted for a minute if it was right to come with him for this dinner, How were you supposed to enjoy your food if you had to spend the entire time with someone who was trying to judge you. You just hoped you were wrong.

“You really dont a give a fuck, Do you?”

“If i am either way getting judged, So the least i can do is not give a fuck.” Namjoon’s laughter died down as soon as he heard your statement and his hand immediately reached out to yours. He patted your hand gently, yet firm, not leaving room for you to withdraw your hand.

“Hey, I am not judging you, okay? Who am I to judge you for what you choose to do? And I laughed because this is such a rare sight. Generally people are put off by others' thoughts when it comes to sensitive topics. It's refreshing to see that you don't give a shit about it.“

“Thank God.”

“Why are you so intrigued about this entire thing though? Looking for a sugar baby?” You smirked at Namjoon’s gasp. Maybe you had hit the nail on the head.

“Should I be honest?”

“If it's a lie, Then don't bother telling it either.”

“God damn.” Namjoon loosened a button from his shirt and your eyes stayed glued to the little silver of skin that peeked through the opening. You noticed Namjoon already smirking at your drooling.

“Like what you see?”

“Maybe yes, Maybe No.”

“Uh huh, Maybe no huh? Tell that to your eyes.” This time it was your turn to choke, He had definitely noticed. You had no idea when you met him for the first time that this would also be the kind of conversation that would change your life.

“Will you be my sugar baby?”

“What? Where is this coming from?”

“Look, I know this looks too random. Meeting a stranger in an art museum, Having dinner with him and Then getting a proposal to become his sugar baby. But trust me, I really do want you to be my sugar baby.” The waiter chose the exact moment to bring in your orders and you waited for him to leave.

“Have you done this before?”

“No, But you can be my first. You can help me along the way.”

“Why me? You can literally find anybody.”

“If I wanted a sugar baby, trust me it's an easy thing, But I've never met someone who actually put this thought in my mind.”

You hadn't even thought about anything as such with Namjoon, You were fascinated by him that was for sure, But that had everything to do with his brain. You had one sugar daddy as of now, And you were quite happy with him for the past one year. Namjoon and Sugar Daddy didn't click in your mind, But now that he had mentioned you had started giving it a thought.

You were definitely attracted to Namjoon, Six feet tall, Dimples that could kill and a physique like a greek god, Of Course you were drooling internally. But you still had your doubts and you had to get rid of them.

“Look Namjoon, I am not looking to drain out your bank account, I genuinely do appreciate your generosity but i like my man to be pampered as well, I like a man whos confident, Knows what he wants and keeps up with his appearance, enjoys travelling and would be up to do new things with me. Can you keep up with that?”

Namjoon was gaping at you the entire time, You confidently spoke out what you looked for in a man, You had no doubts about your worth, Afterall you were bringing something to the table as well. You weren't just a pretty face, You were way more than that. You could very intelligently hold a conversation with anyone. You loved Arts, You loved to read, you always kept yourself updated on what happened in the world and made an effort on your appearances. You were definitely worth every penny that your sugar daddies spent on you.

“That's pretty impressive. And yes I can definitely keep up with you on that matter. I love travelling, I like challenges, And yes i am very much upkept on appearances and i would love for a fact that i can try new things with someone.”

“Interesting.”

“So Can you tell me a little more about this Relationship?” You smiled at his genuine interest in the matter, Not very often you come across people who take interest, The majority you've met throughout these years have been some part judgemental.

“So il tell you what works for me, I cant be with someone who is just in it for the Sex I need the relationship to be intense, Sexual and i am strictly platonic in these matters but its nice to have someone who respects me, and it should feel complete, Like i wouldnt want to be in it for just money too. I am giving my time and effort here. It definitely should be worth it.”

“Well Y/n one thing you can expect from me for sure irrespective of you agreeing to this thing is i respect you, And that's the most important aspect that comes first and non-negotiable to me. I respect you and you respect me. Period.”

“Appreciate that.”

The waiter finished serving the dessert and you were surprised to find that it had been an hour, You enjoyed every minute of speaking to Namjoon, He had pretty much or very little idea of these things worked and it looked like you were explaining the basics to him but you weren't complaining in the least bit, He was genuinely interested and that was a good enough sign that he would be no less than giving his best in this relationship. If you agreed that is, But you were already so close to saying yes.

“I need you to know one thing before you take your time and decide if you want to go ahead. I would need you to break things off with your sugar daddy if you have one right now. I would want you to see me and me only. I would do the same in return though.” You nodded. Obviously you believed in this too, It made things so much easier, And you had been lucky enough to find people who were on the same page too.

“Understood.” You wanted to speak to him about so many things but Namjoon beat you to it.

“Should you agree, Then we can have my team go over your documents and then we can discuss the arrangement ahead. The finer details and the sexual aspects of it as well.”

The sexual aspect intrigued you, You were standing at the exact same place where Namjoon was a couple minutes ago. Obviously you were no rookie when it came to sex, But Namjoons words made you feel there was a lot more depth to it. Your sexual encounters were never boring, You were open to try new things, But they werent subset in any kind of definitions. Just Plain sex, Sometimes boring, Sometimes rough and sometimes just Meh.

You left the restaurant with Namjoons hand on your back, And a question what exactly was this sexual aspect that needed to be discussed in length and in detail.

Two days later, You found yourself sitting across Namjoon in his office ready to discuss the finer details of your arrangement. While Namjoon had dropped you off home that night, You had immediately spoken to your Sugar Daddy and terminated the contract. Wouldn't say terminating the contract was inexpensive, It was a good penny but you had made a lot of money over the years and one penalty was something you could definitely afford. And besides, Namjoon made this risk worth taking.

Your eyes widened at the amount of allowance Namjoon had put into the contract, This was the biggest allowance anybody had ever given you, And not to mention the brand new Porsche that Namjoon had mentioned as your sweet ride.

You had hit gold, literally everywhere. You had hit gold for a Sugar Daddy, You had hit gold for your upgraded lifestyle and most importantly you had hit gold in terms of Namjoon. Something in you screamed this was going to change your life.

Everything was pretty much decided about your arrangement, There was just one last thing that had you had yet to discuss the sexual aspect. You had never felt so much anticipation for anything. What exactly was this about?

There was something about this man, He was like an open book with the deepest mystery stories. No matter how hard you tried you still couldn't actually make sense of a lot of things he said. The man was ready to learn, Intrigued, Genuinely cared for stuff but there was still a lot of mystery to it.

“You can move in into my penthouse at Seoul Forest Trivage whenever it is convenient for you, I live ten minutes away from there.”

“Understood.”

Namjoon stood up from his chair and walked around the table and took a seat beside you. Your breath caught in your throat when you felt his firm grip on your hands. Namjoon was a puzzle, A beautiful puzzle. You had never met a man like him. Take now for an example, His hands held a firm and a rough grip on you, But his eyes? They held the most gentle expression you had ever seen. This was what was pulling you towards Namjoon and this was what had gotten you to take the risk of taking such an important decision on face value. You were either going to have the time of your life or you were going to learn a hard lesson.

You were just hoping it was the former.

“You sure about this right?”

“Yeah.” He smiled and gave you a gentle smile, But the next minute he leaned back and crossed his legs. You literally felt something coming up next and mentally prepared yourself for it unknowingly.

“So Y/n now that the logistics are pretty much clear, I want us to move onto the next important thing.’

You waited with bated breath for his next words to come, Unsure of what it was. Your mind reeled with the possibilities of the worst, What if he was a sadist? You shook your thoughts not falling into a negative headspace first.

“Do you know what BDSM or what a dominant or submissive is?” You choked on air at the mention of BDSM, You knew the dom sub dynamics as well as the most people did, Christian Gray and Anastasia Steele. That's it. What he did to her in his playroom was where your knowledge was limited.

“To be honest, No. But I've seen Fifty shades.” Namjoon literally burst out laughing, And for a second you cursed for running your mouth carelessly and now he was definitely going to make fun of it.

“Baby what christian grey did was just the surface of what BDSM is.”

“Having an entire room dedicated for his toys was just the surface?” Now you were scared, That man had an entire playroom full of weird shit toys and what not and that was just the surface? You gotta be kidding. Just how much more deeper this thing ran?

“Y/N the dynamics of a dom and a sub relationship runs much deeper than a few playthings. It's more of a headspace, Control and Consent. The tools are just the bonus that you can use to amplify the pleasure of the people involved.”

“It starts with here.” Namjoon got up from his seat and leaned towards you, his one finger reaching your side of the head, And you immediately gushed at the change in his aura suddenly.

“What i need you to do is trust me, Trust me with yourself, There is a very different pleasure baby that comes with the comfort of being guided than being pursued.”

“I–” You couldn't form coherent words at the moment, Namjoon leaning over you, His cologne flooding your senses, His words evoking a different feeling in your mind and in your body and the look in his eyes.

“I am what you call a dominant.” He whispered those words right next to your ear and you could feel his breath hot on your ears. Goosebumps decorated on your skin and you felt getting wetter and wetter every passing breath of his against your skin.

You felt a very different feeling this time, This was your first. You never had been with someone who was dominant and you were nearly illiterate on how this dynamic worked, But if you had someone like Namjoon teaching you the ropes to it, You were in it.

Now this what this relationship was going to bring you, A newness. You were teaching Namjoon the basics of Sugaring while he was on his way to become your sexual awakening. You had sex with people before and while that couldnt be called vanilla but it was far from any kind of dynamic. You were genuinely intrigued by this idea and somehow the change in your attitude namjoon had brought on by just the change in his voice and attitude, made you wonder what would happen when you actually got down to action.

“Don't worry about trying this though, We’ll go slow at first. Let me take you through it first. It's practical when you sign the dotted line.” Namjoon pushed another piece of paper towards you and when you read through it, A delicious pleasure and a small fear of giving up your control on your body ran through your spine and you decided you would go with the thrilling aspect of both.

There were a lot of terms that you didn't understand, Never heard. But you decided to go with your instinct and trust that Namjoon would take care of you, like he said it was very crucial that you trust him.

“We don't have to rush into anything Y/n, We go at your pace and with what works for you.”

“Okay.” You barely managed the words, Everything felt different, his words, His actions.

You went through the papers once again, Namjoon had given you a free reign to ask him anything that you felt you had no clue about, and he had given you the liberty of subtracting anything that you felt was out of your limit to which you were very thankful for.

The Meeting with Namjoon went successfully and you got more than you had imagined for, Signing the dotted line, You were sure you were in for a wonderful ride.

“Settle down first, And i'll see you next week. We will go through little details and explore what you like and what you don't. And then we can take it from there.” You nodded and Namjoon gave you a quick peck on your cheek and saw you off to your car.

Moving in Namjoons apartment was literally a dream come true. You were used to lavish life-sized homes but his penthouse in the Seoul Forest Trivage beat everyone of the places you've lived so far single handedly.

One week was enough for you to explore the new place you called home, Getting comfortable in there was easy, You lazed around the house for a few days before you went shopping for some new lingerie and a few new dresses, The day you were supposed to meet Namjoon was soon around the corner and the inner diva in you screamed to wrap yourself like a gift that he would love unwrapping

You dressed yourself in the little black dress that you had shopped for recently choosing the laciest lingerie you could find, You loved wearing lace, and you loved the way lace felt against your skin. But mostly the fun always lied in how wild the lace drove men mad with want. You didn't know what kind of things Namjoon was into, You hope to figure that out by the end of the night.

You were already covered in jitters by the time you were ready, Listening to the facts, Understanding them from another person’s perspective, Or even reading them were all quite different from how you would actually feel when it came to the actual deed. You were hoping to be comfortable in exploring these different things, like losing control, trusting another person with your safety and pleasure were totally new to you and this scared you and thrilled you at the same time.

Take control for an example, You were always in control in your life, You made sure you had full control on how things wanted to be, Be it in choosing your sugar daddies, choosing what you wanted and what was off limits, Be it whatever you had the reigns in your hands.

Though Namjoon had handed over the reins of the arrangement in your hands in one area, He was taking away the control in the other. The idea of being guided and not pursued like Namjoon said was fairly new and you would first handedly experience it tonight.

Your heartbeat fastens up at the sound of the door bell ringing, and you straighten yourself up and open the door, Namjoon leans on the doorway dressed in a blue dress shirt and black slacks and you take a few seconds to take in his appearance. How was this man so handsome?

“You look beautiful.” He quickly pecks your cheek and hugs you, You close the door and follow him into your house.

“You did good with the place.”

“Thank You. I'm glad you like it.” Namjoon places a bag on the couch and immediately your mind wanders off to the contents of it, You pour some wine for both of you and hand him his glass which he accepts with a smile, You could still feel the jitters in you, trying to make their way out with the way your hands trembled slightly.

“Baby you need to relax.” Namjoon quickly takes the glass out of your hand and keeps it on the table, And massages it lightly. His hands feel the same, Warm and firm and you momentarily relish the way he feels around your skin. You nod lightly and squeeze his hand lightly to assure him you were okay

You talk a little about everything, You show him around and proudly flaunt your decorating skills. You were going to call this place home for eighteen months and might as well make it according to your taste, Namjoon lightens your mood as you both speak and slowly you start getting comfortable, The jitters making an exit.

You move to the bedroom and Namjoon pulls you a little closer to him, He puts his head on your shoulder and you gasp when his hold tightening on your waist, He pulls you to the mirror giving you a clear picture of what he was doing, Your eyes stay glued to his through the mirror and Namjoon slowly traces light circles on your arm, and your breath hitches i your throat.

“Y/n i want you to understand that what we are going to have is something that is going to be safe, Consensual, and sane.” You immediately felt the shift in the energy as soon as Namjoon started explaining, There was a different undertone to his voice and that screamed command.

“Two things you will never address me with my name when we are in here, And second we need to have a safe word, Something that you will say when you want whatever is happening to stop immediately” You nodded and Namjoon turned you around, Away from facing the mirror.

“Yes Sir.” He smirked at your addressal of him.

“Good Girl. I expect you to follow my directions everytime, If you dont you get punished. Now tell me what should our safe word be?”

“Cherries.”

“Okay.” Namjoon asked you to sit on the bed, and while he went out to fetch something. You patiently waited for him to arrive and in a few moments he arrived with a silk blindfold. You widen your eyes at the blindfold, It looked majestic in shiny black colour, You had never tried a blindfold, So it made excitement run down your spine at how it would feel.

“Remember I said something about giving up control? Lets try giving up control on one of your senses. Strip and go sit on the bed.” You obeyed his instruction and stripped off your dress, Namjoons eyes turned dark when he saw the sexy lace lingerie on you, And your inner self danced a happy dance to see the effect on him.

You took your seat on the bed and Namjoon stepped in front of you to tie the blindfold, He tied it tightly on your eyes and suddenly you could hyper actively feel everything a little more.

“When we lose one of our senses, The others become hyperactive. Now go lay down” You nodded meekly, Shifted a little behind and laid down as said. You were trying to concentrate on the direction of the voice, Which still felt far away. You feel Namjoon nudge your thighs apart and settle between them. You felt his bare hot skin on you and goosebumps scattered on your skin immediately. You never wanted to see someone so bad, But you put the desire on the back seat for now.

“Tell me how it feels.” His voice and hot breath against your ears ignited a spark between your legs and you could feel wetness begin pooling. Before you could react you felt Namjoon lick a stripe on your neck and kiss it open mouthed, A loud moan left your mouth. Your mind reeled in an endless loop as Namjoon continued his kisses on your neck, The loss of vision making it even more pleasurable.

You were a moaning mess in seconds, You felt him move up from your neck and trace your clothed nipples with two of his fingers.

“You like your nipples to be played with?” Namjoon placed light kisses on your jaw and the corner of your lips and a squeak was all you could manage to pull out. You had never felt pleasure at this level that made you want Namjoon to fuck you senseless already.

“Words baby.” Namjoons stern voice sends you little bouts of fear and pleasure in your body.

“Y-yes sir.”

Namjoon's hands slowly traced behind your back and unhooked your bra. You felt his hot breath over your nipple and you wanted nothing more than to feel his mouth on you. He gently air on your nipples and that amplified it a hundred fold in your cunt. You could feel yourself getting wet like never before. Namjoon traced a finger on your nipples which were already hard enough to cut glass and you let out a strangled moan.

Your eyes tried to fly open as soon as you felt his tongue circle your left nipple, his breath fanning the wetness that his tongue was leaving behind. Any and all thoughts flew out of your brain as soon as he started massaging your breasts lightly and the only sound that could be heard in the room of you moaning like your life depended on it and the loud sucking sounds that his goddamn skilled mouth was making. The sensation of him slightly tugging on them while massaging the other and alternating between them was enough to short circuit your brain.

The sounds that he made while he sucked on your nipples and left them with a pop began to build the pleasure inside you, he pinched your nipples a little harder and that was enough to send you over the edge. You came with a loud yell and felt namjoon leave your right nipple with a pop.

You felt the aftershocks of your orgasm ripple through your body, You had never come so fast in your life and to top it off you never had a nipple orgasm. You loved getting played with your tits, But they were not played enough to have an orgasm with just them.

You could hear Namjoons heavy breaths very clearly, You could feel his boner on your inner thigh and Man he was huge. The pleasure that he was providing you with didnt let you feel how hard he was, until your orgasm faded its after effects.

“Felt good?”

“That was heaven.”

“Good, But after today you will never cum without my permission.”

“Yes sir.” He kissed your breast lightly, but all the relief was short lived as soon as you felt his fingers tug the waistband of your panties, He growled the moment he must have seen the wet mess you were making down there, He ran his fingers over your folds, and you felt his nose touch your clit.

“I'm going to make such a good sub out of you baby.” The menace in his voice sent a delicious shiver down your spine and the blindfold only added to the intensity of it. You moaned when his finger came in contact with your clit, He flicked your clit in such a manner which made you lose your breath.

His skills with his fingers made you realise how little control you had over your body, you had no control over what he was going to do. The realisation sent you over the edge for the second time and this time it was just the clit. Nobody had taken such detail into consideration when it came to orgasming through just this.

You felt yourself floating after your second orgasm, And this time you felt namjoon move away from you, You heard a light ruffling a little away from you, and you relaxed a little for the breather. But Namjoon took you by surprise again when you felt him kneel over you.

“Come on baby, open up.” You opened your mouth slightly and he nudged the head of his cock on your tongue twice, You could feel he was thick going by the heavy head, But the moment he pushed into your mouth, You realised not only he was thick the man had a length enough to tear you apart down there.

“Tap me violently twice if it's too much or if you want me to stop.” You nodded and Namjoon started off gently, giving you time to adjust to his size. You tried relaxing your jaw and breathing through your nose and slowly you got accustomed to his thick length, But soon it seemed like it wasnt even half the length that he was pushing in your mouth. The moment he felt you relax your jaw was when he started fucking your throat without warning and that got your head spinning.

The wetness in your cunt started increasing as soon as he started going at a regular pace, Not too hard and not too fast. You felt him twitch inside your mouth, There was control on how he fucked your mouth, All you could feel him was deep in your throat. He pulled out suddenly and shifted back a little and took your hands in his and wrapped your hands around his cock, and started jerking himself off grunting and uttering curses, while he was still kneeling over you.

Without a warning you felt his warm cum shoot on your lips and your chin and little dribbling down your neck. Namjoon wiped everything in a swipe and nudged your mouth open.

“Keep your tongue out baby, I don't want you wasting a single drop.” You obediently stuck your tongue out and you felt him rub all his cum over your tongue.

“Give me just one more yeah?” You tried to make sense of what he was saying, But the way he roughly nudged your thighs apart and dove straight into your cunt shut you up effectively. You let out the loudest moan you ever had when you felt two of his fingers entering you and his tongue licking your clit at the same time. You tried to place his head but NAmjoons other hand gripped both your hands in his palm and you felt black dots already cloud your black vision as you felt your third orgasm for the night explode around his tongue and his fingers.

“Shit shit shit shit shit.” was all you could manage to utter, Your head reeled from the pleasure, body exhausted from the three most intense orgasms you ever had in your life. You felt Namjoon's hands go behind your head again and this time he opened the blindfold. You took a hot minute to adjust to the dim lights in the bedroom, slowly shirtless Namjoon came into the view, He was wearing his boxers. You definitely liked the view.

Namjoon offered you some water which you gulped down, He just rubbed your back. He left for a minute and you heard the water run in the tub in your bathroom.

“Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?” Namjoon gently lifted you up bridal style and laid you in the warm water. The water felt like heaven to your skin and soon Namjoon settled behind you and massaged your shoulders and scalp lightly. The man had an insane amount of talent with his fingers.

“You enjoyed it?”

“More than anything I have ever done. And we didnt even have sex.”

“What matters is you have fun baby, And fun isn't just limited to sex. You were blindfolded the entire time, Did you like it?”

“I think I may have a thing for blindfolds now.” Namjoon laughed a little and you felt the rumble in his chest, and you laid your head back on his shoulder.

“We are going to try a lot of different things baby, Wait for it.” You blushed at the mention of a lot of different things.

Namjoon took the utmost care as he wiped you and put you to bed, cuddling you close to him. He held you close to him, patting your head lightly and running his fingers through your hair.

As you lay in his arms, You felt something change inside you which made you want to explore this side of yourself, You wanted to experiment with the pain, your limits and pleasures. You felt a strange sense of relaxation, and content. You made up your mind to explore every little detail you could in this dom/sub/sugar daddy relationship with Namjoon.

You were right, This arrangement was indeed going to change your life.

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shu-ramyeonz · 2 years ago

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so are we getting the titles thing

replying to this anon, sorry for anyone uncfomortable with being tagged KGVHJFUGHB i will bow down and teleport to ur house to worship you in return - btw ty for this question , it seems super interesting ��😭 ive never done anything like this before idrk how this will work side note: these are only ppl ik, i obviously havent talked to EVERYONE on enhablr so im so sorry, also ill be making my moots list soon so expect to be tagged once more IM SORRY JASOFJJDID

@heeseongism - enhablr’s it girl: i have explain this before but the unnecessary hate for being funny AND pretty just proves that shes a celebrity atp

@jaylaxies - enhablr’s leader: yk the 4th gen leader things, i rlly dont think ur on enhablr if u dont know aria, shes honestly the ariana grande of this app ( OH SHIT I JUST REALIZED THERES ARIA IN ARIANA, praise my play on words pls ) anyways she literally is our president KEOSIDUSJ and shes so humble despite being one of the biggest blogs give this woman an award

@hee-pster - enhablr’s first love: not just cuz she was one of my first friends but she just gives off those vibes , plus her smuts are unforgettable like ur first love, also she cant be replaced ( no matter how many rebounds u try to find THERE IS ONLY ONE JAN ) shes so unique and also so mature too UGH CMON everyones ideal type srsly

@svnoohe4rts - enhablr’s sunshine: shes honestly so cute and KOSJDONS idk i love her sm , shes just super silly and easy going i feel like if she walked past me id melt into the floor, she just makes everyones day

@aminatalks - enhablr’s baby: idk dont ask me, this is a genereliazed statement but everyone honestly just loves amina cmon now, shes so precious everyone here TREASURES this woman and im ready to defend her 24/7

@end-hyphen - enhablr’s older sister: i was gonna go for enhablr’s best friend, i think that fits too - but little sister fits better because she’s always there to listen and she’s superrrrrr supportive, the no.1 hype girl honestly, she’s just super funny and chill and someone ppl feel safe w

@donghoonie-3 - enhablr’s icon: she just inspires so many people, and makes everyone day honestly, everything she says makes me laugh but also dont be distracted bcuz she has the most sexy asf hard thoughts?? then somehow shes the sweetest funniest person after?? duality indeed

@forjongseong - enhablr’s girlboss: she has NOOOOOO misses on any of her posts/comments/interactions, super interesting to talk too and also she’s so mature while also being so friendly? she’s just the type of girl id envy if i saw her cuz she has such an amazing personality and she is the sweetest person on this app, HER AND ONLY HER END OF CONVO

@thots4hee - enhablr’s angel: once again dont be fooled bcuz when she gets horny she gets WHOREEEEEENYYYYY, but aside from that she’s so funny and sweet and she talks in the most precious way i need to put her in my pocket fr

@hyunjinsr - enhablr’s happy virus : honestly she just has an adorable smile and she’s so wholesome to talk to, i feel like knowing/seeing her happy just makes me happy too and she adds sm positivity to the dashboard its INSANE how a person can make my day

@criceofpain - enhablr’s happy pill: this one is different bcuz she’s so funny to me, specially when she talks in filo and she just swears like 100x million times, she also writes smuts that make me wanna drown myself bcuz its THAT GOOD,

@vivvys - enhablr’s sassy/duality queen: i dont think ppl understand, viv is so so insanely funny, shes up there when it comes to people who have made me laugh, LIKE A LAUGH NOT JUST A “hehe thats funni” a real “BWGAHSHSKASHA” ykwim? but then i see her defend herself and her friends and speak out on what she believes in and it’s like okay she will not take y’alls disrespect, she’s also the coolest person ever, like i idolize her honestly

@jojayke - enhablr’s little brother: WE HAVENT TALKED ONCE LMFAO, but i do follow his blog and support on the sidelines thru anons, but anyway i feel like ely is just such an amazinggggggggg writer that its like seeing ur little brother grow up to be such a talented and creative person? how honestly pls step up to the mic and teach us how 🎤🎤

#GIVE UR FRIENDS TITLES #dont kill me pls #anyways take this w a grain of salt #but also dont cuz i had to wrack ny brain and why was there literally REPEATED anons copy pasting a in my inbox #shufie; talks

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Reasons Wretched and Divine (Pt. 7)

(Hybrid au) (YoonMinJoon x Reader) (Mafia au)

Summary: After years of abuse, you’ve all finally found each other. But for one of you- the fear still lingers, hidden in the shadows. Yoongi doesn’t want much, just a few more weeks, but he only has until the end of the summer.

Parings: Snake hybrid! Yoongi x Dog hybrid! Jimin x Dog hybrid! Namjoon x Pregnant! Reader, Platonic Vmin, allusions to 2seok,

Genre: Hybrid au, Polyamory au, Hurt/Comfort, Recovery, Pregnancy, Mafia au

Tags: Domestic abuse, references to sexual abuse- and choosing to have sex even though you’ve been through sa, physical abuse, polyamory negotiations, Post-traumatic stress disorder, mute characters, brief gore at the end, pregnant m/c, frottage, marking kink, fingering, oral f. receiving, Voyeurism, exhibitionism, implied death but dont worry I do not write MCD!!!!

A/n: just for posterity's sake! i was drunk when i posted this! enjoy! full gangbang comes in (y/n) next chapter! (oh god im going to hell).

W/c: 10.5k

Song Rec: Like Real People do ~ Hozier

~ Series Masterlist ~

2 Years Earlier

- If Jeon Jungkook where so esoterically inclined, he would write a book on how he had become the most dangerous man in the underworld. It would be a short book though; because Jungkook had only 2 rules for himself. The first was to always get up after he’d been hit during a fight (even if it took him a second) and the second was to know when to mind his own business.

- Jungkook was always able to get up after being hit, Even when he’d been a street kid, with not a penny to his name and a whole lot of anger in his mouth. ready to spit vitriol at anyone who would pause and listen. He’d always been able to get up. The pain giving him a kind of sick clarity that he eventually sought out instead of tried to escape. Jungkook could never think as clearly as he did during a fight; or when he was in pain. And that was probably because of his father.

- But whatever. That man was 6 feet under, (his mother on the other hand- no- that bitch certainly had more than one dept to pay still). He didn’t have a lot of time or energy to put into dealing with that particular trauma (why he honestly felt like sometimes- he liked being hit). Most of his energy went into staying alive. Even now- when living and surviving teetered on the same edge. Jungkook had more pressing matters to tend to than dealing with his own fragile mind.

- The way he would get up and hop around for a second to soak in the clarity after being hit during a scuffle was one of the reasons why he’d been given his street name: The Playboy Bunny; further set in stone with his tattoo of the same moniker under his left eye. A cheekbone he’d tap and say “you want to hit me? why don’t you try your luck and see how well it turns out for you.”

- He was doing reconnaissance, Sneaking around the back alley with his hood up and his glasses on- disguising his black eye that was sure to get more than a few looks from passers-by. The ears of the playboy bunny tattoo peeking out over the top of his mask.

- He keeps his eyes on the crowd waiting for some sort of handoff- to see anything at all. But he’d lost his target through the crowd and has no drive to find them in the dizzying rush of people and umbrellas. Not yet. Not when the hum of addiction lurks in his veins.

- Jungkook pauses lighting a cigarette, when a commotion to the side hidden around a corner- blurs his concentration. The world snapping back into focus when he sinks his fingernails into his palm. Terse voices. A couple fighting in the alleyway perpendicular to his.

- Minding his own business was a particular skill of his- it took one kind of person to know when to step in, and another to know which problems weren't worth the headache. And unless it involved the acquisition money or some step therein, it wasn’t a problem worth getting into in Jungkook’s opinion.

- But Jungkook can’t stop his ears from hearing snippets of conversation, a low and angry male voice. The sound of a smack. “You just had to embarrass me like that, didn’t you? First, you come out dressed like a slob and then you act like a fucking whore- I swear if I see you give eyes to another man this week I'll beat you five ways to Sunday”

- The sound of a soft female voice, so quiet- almost indistinguishable from the pouring rain, “I wasn’t-” another smack.

- Jungkook has been hit so many times he knows the sound of it, the ragged gasp the woman lets out, also quite- like even the pain takes up too much space.

- His body starts to move before his mind thinks it through as he gives up position in favor of investigating the noise. There he sees it, ivy growing up the wall next to the back exit of some restaurant. A woman, small crouching in front of a grotesque man. A baggy coat buttoned tight around her small form. hair swept back in a tight bun. Red lipstick smudged. Though you check your hands and think its blood for a moment before you remember you’re wearing it.

- Jungkook waits for a moment before he watches you stand on shaky legs. you get up.

- The rest of the underworld might be old grudges and blood feuds but Jungkook was only here to be a businessman. He didn’t have time for ego and arrogance, let alone time for altruism...

- Usually.

- He looks on for a moment, too sluggish without nicotine, but Jungkook’s lingering stare almost seems to spur the man on. He’s wearing a jacket with a military patch, a badge; some sort of congratulation for service done no doubt. and Jungkook feels his distaste for the man deepen.

- “What you looking at punk?” he slurs. Stalking forward as if to shove Jungkook. He almost wants to tut- that would be an expensive action. Jungkook wonders if the man is maybe high or drunk or both. He’s has had his fair share of experience with junkies and he knows one when he sees one.

- “Nothing, just a pig beating his girlfriend.” The man settles for shoving Jungkook back. And Jungkook lets him. You don’t look up, don’t do anything but lean to the side, like the brick wall is the only thing keeping you up. Jungkook sees the back of your hand, black and blue, the other bruises on your neck. You only make eye contact with him once. Just slightly. Barely in passing.

- You look like Jungkook used to look. He remembers in the savage bite of an open-handed slap- the fear he sees in your eyes. He looks and looks. And it aches so viscerally as Jungkook watches you go, your hurt echoes through him. You look beaten down and broken like Jungkook used too; before he’d decided he was done taking punches from people who were supposed to love him- Were supposed to care.

- (Before he realized life wasn't supposed to hurt)

- He’s never been one to feel things for other people, the empathy sparing him through most of the suffering he’s seen. It’s not that he’s unfeeling; it’s just that Jungkook’s life has forced him to feel concerned only for himself and no one else. His own survival is his first priority; Not others.

- He watches you walk away, And you don’t look back at him. Rushing to keep up with your husband's steps. He waits until you disappear into the crowd before he lifts his phone to his ear and makes a call. “Hey, I need you to flag all of the cars that leave the parking lot, they’re just a couple, should be coming to you soon.”

- Jeon Jungkook had become the most powerful man in the underworld because of two reasons; by being able to take punches, and by knowing when to mind his own business.

- But For this, Jungkook thinks he can make an exception.

- (You won't remember meeting Jeon Jungkook, but Jungkook will always remember you).

~.~

Now

-It comes as no surprise that your little speech fades after a few days and the rest of the hybrids quick to return to treating Yoongi with a mix of disdain and fear. Though mostly- this seems to be caused by Minhyung's group and the other canine hybrids. Namjoon hears them whispering about ‘favoritism’ before they catch on that he’s listening in. And in the days following your impromptu departure from the farm, you find people quiet even further whenever Yoongi's brought up. Staring when Yoongi comes close, afraid to interact with him.

- Even Jimin is greeted mostly with silence from all but a few. The bunny hybrids don’t act so skittish anymore, and the cat hybrids could care less used to sticking to their own group. Taehyung seems to have encouraged the other bear hybrids to make an actual effort and they at least say hello now. It’s better than the derisive comments of the dog hybrids, or the snooty noses stuck high in the air of the dear hybrids and other exotic breeds.

- They know Jimin is close to Yoongi and Namjoon, and now he feels even more like an outsider that before (somehow it doesn't matter as much as before). The only ones who don’t act overtly different are the new hybrids; Hoseok and the small lion hybrid. but They were never around to learn how to hate Yoongi in the first place.

- it's a little cute- the way that Hoseok will always shout Yoongi's name in greeting (though you're unsure if that's just his personality now that he's started to grow into himself). Hoseok is unbothered by Yoongi's reaction; to shy away from anything that will draw more attention to himself. But Hoseok's smile is so bright and elastic that even he has a hard time ignoring the otter hybrid. You hope there will be a friendship there eventually, that yoongi will open up to more than just your group.

- The little lion kit is a new addition too, she's not the only young feline hybrid you have at the farm but she is the friendliest. She gets pretty close to the other cats that work in the kitchen almost instantly. Probably on account of her young age (she's barely 7) and the eldest cat hybrid seems to be particularly fond of the little one.

- She's curious and kind to Yoongi too- excitedly running up to him more than once to show him a little rock or some flower she found- and yoongi will marvel and nod, and if Jimin is near- he'll lean close and tell her how pretty it is.

- She doesn't seem at all deterred by Yoongi's lack of voice. one day she even sees Jimin, her ears perking up excitedly, tail swishing. "Hello Yoonies voice!" it's a little cute- even if it does make yoongi splutter a little. But she's not exactly wrong; Jimin does talk for yoongi more these days.

- She Always comes bounding up to you and giggling happily to be picked up. Her little legs stretching around your waist, small bottom sat atop your baby bump. Making you get the kind of look that makes Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin sigh and look impossibly fond. They can only imagine what you’re going to be like once your little one is born. Your due date is barely 2 months away.

- In truth- you’re starting to get a little bit big. You say it one morning with Namjoon. After he asks you why you’re looking into the mirror with such a displeased expression. The sound of your terse voices alerts Yoongi and he comes to the door to your bedroom to witness your spat. Making a flippant hand movement at Namjoon to back off. Namjoon could smell your distress on you when you looked in the mirror, his voice tense but breaking. “Baby just tell me, why you think you’re not beautiful like that? let me understand. Cuz to me- you look more irresistible every day.”

- It’s not that you exactly wanted him to agree with you that you were nearing the size of a whale- but this doesn’t help at all either. His unending insistence- doesn’t he see? when he looks in the mirror doesn’t he see what you do? His instance that everything is alright doesn't help when you’re feeling this self-conscious.

- Yoongi helps you, fiddling with Namjoon’s closet for a second before he pulls out an extra-large white shirt of his and helps you into it- tying it loosely over your baby bump so that it flatters your waist a little more. The attention that Yoongi shows you clearly making you flustered. Then he drags you to the mirror, tugging your hair out of its bun, the tension going out of your shoulders.

- Yoongi doesn’t know it, but Namjoon does. Your late husband used to always be so particular about your hair, yanking on it harshly if it was left down. and An easy way to avoid him yanking on it was to leave it up. And sometimes you still pull it up convinced it’s safer even though he’s dead and gone. It’s scary how simple it is- but the second your hair comes down your whole body relaxes.

- All the while Namjoon watches from your bed. And you take in yourself, the baby hairs free-floating against your forehead; Yoongi curls one gently around his finger and then lets it go. You take in the way that the fabric hangs now, making you look a little more proportional, Yoongi gives you a satisfied smile behind your back and you have to sigh and admit it. “Okay- okay- I’ll give you this- I’m not a whale”

- “And even if you where you’d be a pretty whale.” Yoongi has the good sense to hurl a pillow in Namjoon’s direction, but it makes you laugh all the same- the heaviness in your chest abated a little. Your sleeve brushing Yoongi’s as you head downstairs, Namjoon trailing behind.

- The beach trip was a nice distraction from chores but the real work comes crashing down on them the next few days. Your little group feels closer than ever, you rarely part from any of them for long and their intention, their little acts of care never fail to make you feel flustered and taken care of.

- Jimin always holds out a hand for you to take when you’re stepping over uneven ground, Yoongi makes a startled noise whenever you so much as get close to a hose that might trip you, always gesturing for you to pause and take a break whenever you’re working in the garden. Namjoon too, always running back and forth from whatever project he’s working on to check on you and make sure you have water or food.

- At night, Namjoon takes your stretch mark cream from you, rubbing down your baby bump and your hips, the little lines of lighter skin on your waist get little kisses from him.

- Even if you want just a snack, Namjoon and Yoongi will bring you a full meal- convinced that you need to be eating more than you are. At dinner Yoongi fills up your plate- piling it high with more food then you could fit in your already crowded tummy. And he always eyes you suspiciously when you can’t finish the full plate. Namjoon too will level you with a look- asking if you really are full.

- Since your pregnancy has progressed, you’ve become a little moodier, and a little hornier whenever way the wind blows. And Namjoon doesn’t help that much at all- and by that you mean, he makes it worse. When he comes out of the field with his shirt off and tucked into his shorts all of his thickness, his muscles that make you ravenous.

- During lunch one day he drags you away to a forgotten tool shed, though it would be easier just to go up the hill to your bedroom- you feel like teenagers sneaking around like this.

- Namjoon presses into you as he hits the latch on the door, muffling your giggles with kisses as you hide from the hybrids outside, voices that you can dimly hear, unable to pick out any one particular yet- but you know they're there.

- You and Namjoon might bicker like an old married couple. But you also act like teenagers gooey and giggly and so so so in love. “Do you think that they can hear you like this? Or smell you, my love?” Namjoon is always quick to tell you how delectable you smell when you’re horny. His more sensitive nose-picking it up the second you feel a slickening between your thighs.

- You’re shaky when you respond. “I don’t know, maybe?” Namjoon always has this passionate intense air about him. He’s slightly possessive- but you’d never fault him for that not when it’s all about protecting and providing for you. Not when he always puts your pleasure first (you feel like you may have turned into a slight pillow princess with him).

- Namjoon heaves you up onto the edge of a bench and then gets on his knees. Gently lifting your leg over his shoulder. He’s always mindful of how much you can move in your swollen state. He checks to make sure he’s not bending your hips in an uncomfortable way.

- You put your hands back on the dusty bench to stabilize yourself as you lie back, Namjoon wastes no time in pressing his face close to your cunt and inhaling, His nose prodding at the thin fabric of your underwear. One of his ears caught on the hem of your dress. His fingers digging into the plushness of your thighs- so full and healthy it makes him hard in his pants.

- He’s slow with the appreciation of your thighs and hips. Hands gripping and moving on to touch and feel like you have all the time in the world. But you hear voices outside the tool shed you’ve commandeered and you could just slip out and go back up to your house- but somehow you like this better. The thought of being discovered stirring an unsure heat in your stomach.

- You can hear Taehyung's voice, and then- like a shock through your core- you hear Jimin’s. Namjoon can feel your jolt. And you realize- his sensitive ears must have known who it was before your own human ones did. He chuckles- teasing his fingers along the hem of your underwear, almost daring to slip inside.

- You almost whine when you think about what you’re being denied- the harsh pull of his fingers that you’re so addicted too, how thick his fingers and knuckles feel (almost as nice as his cock) when they pull out and push in.

- Yoongi and Namjoon have always had the most lovely hands, it’s strange that when Namjoon touches you- you think about Yoongi’s hands. The way you clench around his fingers at that has Namjoon’s tail wagging. "you're thinking about them aren't you," The way you clench around his fingers at that has Namjoon’s tail wagging. Because yeah; Yoongi and Jimin are apart of Namjoon’s pack too, and bonding and group sex are kind of the same thing to hybrids. You’d found that out the hard way when you’d found a group of cat hybrids all tangled together in the grass the other day.

- Namjoon is always so gentle with you because of your condition, but you find your hips jerking with want. His fingers still when he feels the way your wetness has spilled out the sides. His thumb pressed over your clit teasingly. “smell so good when you're like this So wet my love, are you thinking about them finding you like this?”

- “Y-yes” you confess, and Namjoon growls, nipping at you through the fabric, the feel of his teeth brushing you, over the sensitive skin. The fabric cushioning the feeling, makes you almost gush, and you know you’ll be shakily legged by the time he lets you get down. And that he won’t let you get away from him until he’s taken care of you in this way, sated you in every sense of the word.

- But he can also tell how shy you are, the heat under your skin at the thought of being discovered. always unsure how much of your dirty talk is a real want and not just something you like in theory. Namjoon knows the idea of sharing you with the others might seem like the most natural and hottest thing; to love you alongside them. but to you- a human, hybrid sex and hybrid bedroom dynamics aren't as given.

- So he leans close, sliding your underwear down your legs slowly, letting you feel the heat of his palms on your skin. You're getting worked up a little too quickly, your heaving breaths needy. God damn pregnancy hormones you'd say if you could think beyond the plush feeling of his lips pressing a kiss to your clit. “Gotta clean you up for them, if they smelled you like this- then they’d know wouldn’t they?”

- You prove Namjoons initial assumption wrong. “What if I-” you whisper- gasping quietly as Namjoon drags the fabric to the side and glides a delicate lick over your folds. “What if I want them to know?” the pleasure thrumming through your body as Namjoon licks up your slit. Namjoon stills, ears perked, eyes flashing in the half-light. The snarl against your cunt loud and echoic.

- The voices outside fall silent and Namjoon doesn't stop his ravenous licking no matter if you have to bite your lip to keep your noises in. One of your hands scrambling to pull at his hair and find something to grip onto and anchor yourself against the onslaught of pleasure. Jimin is the first one to puncture the silence, “What was that?”

- Then comes Seokjin's voice “all of you- move along- whoever it is they probably don’t want the three of you listening in like a bunch of horn dogs” which is basically a confirmation that they were listening in, and that Yoongi was there too.

- When you finally exit the toolshed with weak legs, sure you’re going to have to at least got change your underwear. You find a bleary-eyed Seokjin a few dozen feet away, obviously upwind of the toolshed. he levels Namjoon with a tired expression. “You both have dirt on your knees” Namjoon has the good sense to look shy at that. You hastily brush off the spots on his, and he on yours.

- If Jimin and Yoongi smell anything on you later- they don’t say anything and the idea that they might make you feel hot all over whenever they lean in too close. You think you see a blush on Yoongi’s face more than once, and maybe see him adjust his pants out of the corner of your eye, but Jimin seems blissfully unaware.

- You have a check-up at the doctor’s office in the coming days. And although only Namjoon is allowed in the room with you (they have a two-person maximum because the ultrasound room is tiny), Yoongi and Jimin also accompany you. Namjoon comes bounding out after, waving the picture and smiling so so wide, both Yoongi and jimin leaning in close to get a better look- they’re so enamored with the little photo. And when you get home- Namjoon shows anyone that asks how the check-up went, eventually hanging it on one of the two fridges in the kitchen.

- Jimin is the only one who seems to notice the jealous looks- because you went out for ice-cream after and come home with them still partially melting (you’d had another craving- french-fries dunked in ice cream of all things). One of the other hybrids having heard Jimin talk to Tae about the beach trip too. They come to you at the end of the day, 2 bunnies, a cat, a fox and one of the bears- a mish moshed group of hybrids; petitioning you to start the beach trips for everyone.

- You can only fit so many people into the back of your truck so you pick a day and start a raffle for spots. Jimin throws his name into the hat just in case but to his surprise, Yoongi doesn’t. No matter how much Jimin bugs him too; He won’t agree to accompany Jimin to the beach again. Shaking his head with a roll of his eyes back tipped back against the grass, his sunhat crumpled. Offering up a few sweet tomatoes to soothe Jimin’s sour nerves.

- The peace lasts for a couple of days before they’re right back to treating Yoongi like shit and for some reason, it pisses Jimin off more. No matter how many times he’s heard Namjoon asks Yoongi to please tell him when anything happens. The snake hybrid seems unable to fight back.

- Jimin asks one of the hybrids why she won’t look at Yoongi (after the snake has already gone up the hill to retrieve another dish for dinner) and beyond a startled look, she just says “none of us can smell him” she throws a stack of paper towels down onto the table angrily. The deer hybrid across from them stumbling with their silver wear But she doesn’t need to re-iterate herself. Jimin understands- it’s hard to trust someone who can lie to your face- and in the world of hybrids where emotions can be decreed from a simple sniff, Jimin can’t say he doesn’t see where they’re coming from.

- Doesn’t excuse their behavior, however. After all- Jimin can smell Yoongi’s emotions through his scent and he didn't realize that was something strange until now. To Jimin, Yoongi’s scent is soft and sweet- something gummy and soft like a marshmallow. But that’s probably because he spends so much time with the hybrid. The others only spend so much time around him and are unused to his scent. And the fact that he never talks and never tries to socialize doesn’t help.

- Jimin can’t imagine not wanting to smell more of it- not leaning in whenever the other hybrid passes. Jimin wants to bury his face in Yoongi’s neck and rub his cheek all over it. The same way that Namjoon does to him in the morning if he shows up before he’s changed from his pajamas. And he knows he smells soft like sleep- an alluring smell to the older alpha when he comes down the stairs, ears straight up eyes wide as he takes in all of Jimin's vulnerability.

- and it might have to do with what Taehyung had said- that alphas eat up that sort of thing.

- Namjoon smells good too, his scent all soft mornings and sleepy walks, the older hybrid large and so pliant in his sleepiness, eyes swollen and face puffy as he hides in Jimin’s shoulder. Sending his pine scent all over so that it sticks to jimin no matter where he is. So that jimin will smell like Namjoon all day.

- One of the cat hybrids at the sink rolls her eyes. But when you come down the stairs smelling much the same. You touch his arm so softly in passing, like you can’t believe you’re allowed. And Jimin’s senses are a dizzying blur of cream, peaches, pine, and marshmallow.

- when he goes back to the barns, hazy at being scented by Namjoon so thoroughly. Taehyung levels him with a funny look and a chuckle. "you're more devious than anyone gives you credit for" thought Taehyung means it good-naturedly- it's good to have a friend to ask how to go about flirting with. the other hybrids gathered on the couch in front of the tv; some cartoon playing- pretend like they're not listening in.

- "How do you know so much when you don't have a pack of your own Tae?" he asks over breakfast, the two of them clutching breakfast burritos on their way to check Tae's bees. Tae doesn't meet Jimin's eyes "you're just lucky- most hybrids dont find a pack so easily Jimin" his words aren’t jealous- only a little patronizing. And Jimin accepts it because he knows he has a lot to learn.

- Taehyung is right- out of all of the hybrids at the farm, there are only a few who have paired up or even made stronger groups or multi-person packs. the bunnies and the cats don't form set generally- though there are a few pairs and more than a few throuples.

- Jimin as caught Yeonjun making out with a tabby more than once- has learned to avoid certain sections of the woods all together because everyone knows that's where the bunny hybrids like to go in the afternoons. The canine hybrids are the only ones who have packs, though there are more than half a dozen loners like jimin and namjoon.

- It's hard for Jimin to cohabitate with them even though there are other larger predators and more than a few prey hybrids living in Jimin's barn. he hadn’t really realized until taehyung pointed it out that each different pack occupied one corner of the punk room. More than once- the room in the barns has felt hostile if only for the packs that have claimed either corner of the bunkroom. it's usual to wake up and find more than one of the pups cuddling with another in one single bed.

- Having reciprocated love in his pack shouldn't feel like an impossibility to Jimin. But still, when Yoongi steps close- an inch too far away, his fingertips barely brushing- Jimin just- yearns. It’s a soft sort of yearning, the kind that has jimin jumping up whenever Yoongi needs something. Has him settling a think knit blanket over Yoongi’s nobly knees during movie nights, and sticking his own feet underneath the edge of the blanket. Feet Pressed to the clothed line of his calf. Maybe nothing will ever come of it, But Jimin yearns with everything he’s got regardless.

- In the late hours of the night, when Jimin lies awake thinking about the three of you. An instinct welling inside of him that says he should walk up the hill and fall asleep on your couch just to be closer to you three (the pack instinct- Taehyung calls it, looking a little bit sad himself when jimin asks him, the other hybrid moving away before jimin can ask exactly what that means) Jimin wonders if his feelings will ever be reciprocated.

- But love is a strange thing, it’s not just about saying it with kisses or touches- though Jimin wants them too. There is love in the small things, in building something together so that’s what Jimin tries to do. Every day- he takes to gardening with a new vigor. Shouting in joy when you harvest some of the tomatoes- filling up a whole gallon bucket with the amount that have ripened over the last week. Your peppers and cucumbers are beginning to produce more too.

- Jimin and Yoongi run to Namjoon just to give him a handful. The alpha gives each of them a sweet nuzzle in thanks, even if Yoongi chirps and moves back after a moment. A flush high on his cheek. Namjoon looking up at Yoongi from where he’s stopped- cheek on the elder's shoulder. The snake relaxing after a moment.

- You spend the rest of the day showing Jimin and Yoongi how to prepare the tomatoes to make a sauce, roasting them on low heat. Cutting garlic so so carefully, and whenever Jimin looks across the prep table- Yoongi’s gaze darts away. halfway through- yoongi stoops down, sticking his socked feet into jimin’s lap, and it feels so nice, to have their weight there.

- You go over to Yoongi at one point, and he tips his head back to look up at you. The back of his head is at the right height to lye up against your baby bump. And Jimin watches, as you slowly, so slowly, brush the hair out of his eyes and away from his forehead. Yoongi’s eyes flutter closed and he tips his face into your hand. Letting out a low happy grumble when you take his action as positive reinforcement, and drag your nails over his scalp. In Jimin’s lap, Yoongi’s toes curl.

- It feels strange- and Jimin can’t quite put his finger on it- but it almost feels like Yoongi is letting you all touch him more than ever. Suddenly okay with touches- as long as it’s in a more private setting. Jimin can’t say he’s unhappy about it. Maybe one-day yoongi will even let Jimin scent mark him.

- Jimin smiles at Yoongi’s happy little snake grumbles. And keeps chopping his garlic. Is happy to receive the same kind of scratch from you a few minutes later. Though he might abandon his chopping in favor of rubbing his face all over your stomach when the instinct strikes him. Jimin unintentionally lets out a growl when you start to move away. Slapping a hand over his mouth and apologizing, no matter how you and Yoongi laugh.

- Still, despite the happiness, you have in your kitchen, in your house, whenever you’re around each other. The rest of the world is not so kind.

- An adoption day comes at arguably the worst and best time. There is still a fair amount of friction between your group and the rest of the hybrids. And a few outsiders at the farm only make it worse. Though Yoongi, Jimin, and Namjoon aren’t the only hybrids who wear red stickers to indicate that they are not available for adoption.

- Hoseok surprisingly- grabs a yellow sticker. And the three of your hybrids watch- as Seokjin hovers around him- a red sticker on his own lapel- wary of all and anyone who interacts with the otter hybrid. His glares putting off all but the most attentive patrons. That's where it starts.

- Jimin is unfortunately caught in the middle when seokjin confronts hoseok. off to help the three of them bring down 3 trays of cut watermelon for the hybrids and the patrons. The dinner tables have been set out on the side of the field piled high with Hors d'oeuvre. You’re there with Namjoon greeting the humans. Games are set out too- for the hybrids and humans to play.

- it’s no secret that they’ve gotten close, and jimin had assumed they’d talked about it- but apparently not. Seokjin is so angry he’s nearly crying. “why- hoseok- why do you want to leave the farm?” Hoseok’s little otter ears are tight against his scalp. “I just- I didn’t want to assume?”

- “Oh- so you’d rather just- throw away everything that we’re trying- all of this- you don’t you dont want to stay do you-” Jimin has never seen seokjin looking so lost, and he knows enough to guess that Seokjin’s anger is at least in part to due to some trauma (later- Jimin will find out that Seokjin’s mother left him with his last owner- an abusive man- to save herself).

- Jimin knows enough to get in between them, telling them to calm down and spend a minute away from each other. Jimin ends up with Hoseok- “it’s hard Jimin- how do you, how do you have so much sureness with Y/n? with Namjoon and yoongi too? How do you look at them and trust that you should stay?” Hoseok's eyes remain on Jimin's red tag.

- Jimin sighs, thinking it through, “do you look at Seokjin and know he cares about you? like- do you know it in your bones?” Hoseok bites his lower lip, “yes- but-”

- “Then you should stay Hoseok,” Jimin walks Hoseok up to the main house where the stickers sit on the prep table. Changing out his yellow one for a red one. And when they head off back down the hill, Seokjin is waiting on the path with Yoongi, apologizing and dragging Hoseok away to the barns where Seokjin’s own private room is. Hoseok goes willingly, smiling up at the older hybrid. His narrow shoulders cuddled under one of Seokjin's wide ones.

- jimin has to admit, an otter and an alpaca are a weird combination for a hybrid pack (But no stranger than a pair of puppies and a snake). His thoughts drift towards Taehyung- and Jimin hopes that his friend won't end up alone. it must not be easy- to see all of you pair off like this.

- in some ways, that adoption day is full of just as much bullshit as they usually are. there are always people who dont understand the effort it takes to take care of a hybrid- they aren't just like any ordinary pet. it's easy to spot the ones that view them as pets- and less like people. You get a few rich people looking to adopt a companion as always.

- A substantial group of families also look to adopt similarly aged companions for their single children. And you agree to more than one possible test weekend. You’re always so particular about letting the children go, so wary and so careful in the way you let them interact with the families.

- Though they don’t have parents here- there are more than a few good role models and parental figures. More than one child chooses a red tag for themselves. And they always know have a right to it- no matter how young they are. You make it clear to the group of them; If they don’t want to be adopted they don’t have to be.

- You even get one couple- the woman withdrawn and sad, and a slightly jealous look at your own pregnant stomach says more than any words could. It’s pretty common for women who can’t have children to adopt hybrid children. and though some of it doesn't sit right with you, You aren’t one to judge.

- Jimin spends most of the adoption day helping you balance the need for food and for games. running back and forth to the house to help. Though there is a little work that needs to be done here and there just to keep the farm running as usual. grey storm clouds roll in halfway through the day, puncturing the blue sky- foretelling scattered showers and storms. and jimin hopes it will cut the adoption day short so that you can return to your routines.

- Jimin is just helping Yoongi putting away a broken badminton net When it happens- Jimin isn’t certain why it does. Only that he hears the words outside the shed after Yoongi's just excited to grab the broken rackets (Namjoon isn't the only clumsy hybrid you have at the farm).

- “oh sorry- ew gross,” a shrill female voice says, and then he rounds the corner and sees yoongi picking himself up from the dirt- a rich lady and her peacock hybrid looking down at him like he’s the dirt beneath his shoes. The peacock hybrid has Yoongi’s sun hat in his hands and there is another hybrid- a wolf hybrid from the farm with a green sticker on his shirt, who growls down at yoongi.

- His shoulders shake too the way they do when he’s been touched and he doesn’t want to be. Jimin has seen you brush your fingers over the back of Yoongi’s hand, has even felt the coolness of the snake hybrid through the fabric when the elder grabbed his sleeve. Has touched him even more intimately as of late. But he knows that Yoongi can’t tolerate being touched by people he doesn’t trust- doesn’t want to touch him. basically, anyone, that's, not you, Namjoon, or Jimin himself.

- “Hey- what the fuck!” Jimin spits, grabbing the sunhat out of the hybrid's hand with a growl, his ears flat against his head. If Jimin had elongated canines like Namjoon they would be barred in anger as he shoves the larger hybrid back. Yoongi shrinks impossibly smaller behind him.

- Jimin is hot and itchy from the heat and the humidity, and he really just wants to shower and cool off. He doesn’t have the energy to deal with entitled people today. And more importantly- no one touches Yoongi on Jimin’s watch.

- The hybrid looks surprised to be talked to in that way, he’s nearly a head taller than Jimin let alone the slightly taller feathers that poke out of the top of his head that give him the appearance of several more inches- but Jimin’s intimidating enough with his set expression to send the hybrid huffing away. Feathers fluffed.

- The peacock's iridescent feathers stand up on end as he grabs the hand of his human owner, her diamond tennis bracelet glittering in the sunlight. “This was getting boring anyway. Sorry” he tosses over his shoulder at the canine hybrid, who looks so disappointed his ears pinned back against his head. They only give him that- barely a look, before they’re heading off down the hill in the direction of the line of cars parked on the grass.

- The wolf hybrid deflates audibly- watching the woman and the other hybrid disappear down the hill. promises of home and family disappearing in a moment, but Jimin has to think- if they’d be discouraged so easily- were they really worth it? The wolf hybrid doesn't seem to think so- Turning his angry tear-filled eyes on Jimin.

- But Jimin can see the hate in his eyes and knows not to mistake the tears for only sadness. “You both ruin everything” he growls out- before they too run back towards the barns- no doubt to tell the others how Yoongi had sabotaged their adoption. Even though that was far from the truth. in all honestly- yoongi just bumped into the lady- or more probably- the lady bumped into him when he was on his way out of the shed.

- Jimin holds out his sunhat to Yoongi, who takes it from Jimin carefully, Jimin doesn’t linger on the fact that his hand still shakes. Jimin’s hand lingers somewhere close enough where Yoongi could touch it could reach out if he wants too. If he wants to get that kind of comfort from Jimin's touch- then Jimin will willingly give it.

- a faint flush coats the elder's cheeks. Oh no- he must be overheating then, Jimin feels a rush of concern. He knows what you would do, hover your hand close enough to Yoongi’s forehead, usher him upstairs for a break in the air conditioning, and a glass of icy lemonade.

- All they can hear is the shouts of laughter at the games the others play in the fields, “I understand why you don’t want to stay in the barns, why you don’t want to socialize with some of them, they’re so unkind to you it makes me crazy.” Jimin shakes his head, sour anger filling him like a rotten peach.

- Yoongi, looks more than pacified, looking up at Jimin with an indecipherable look. Most of the time, Jimin can get a good guess on how he’s feeling but not now- not that indecipherable heaviness he finds there. or the strangely heavy marshmallow scent that’s fluffed around them. Jimin lets go of Yoongi’s hat.

- After a moment Yoongi nods, and Jimin takes it as a thank you. They’re done for the day and dinner won’t be for another few hours or so. Jimin is ready to avoid some of the strangers and hopefully take advantage of the empty showers. The sky is grey with incumbent storm clouds when Jimin makes his way to the shower buildings which he finds blissfully empty; except for the bear hybrid Jackson that tosses a greeting at Jimin before exiting.

- Jimin doesn’t even bother to flick the lights on, instead of settling for the calm light that comes through the skylights, grey and hazy. the storm clouds have started to roll in properly. He hums as he disrobes, goes to grab his favorite strawberry body wash, and picks the last shower at the end, disrobing in relative comfort, glad for a moment of privacy.

- The blissfully Coldwater does wonders for his overheating muscles, relaxing his body deliciously from a day spent walking up and down the hill. he digests the chaos of the day- seokjin and hoseok fighting, yoongi getting shoved. you'd looked frazzled the last time he'd seen you, smile strained as you made small talk with most of the humans, Namjoon always close incase you needed someone to lean on.

- Jimin had been able to tell that your feet were sore just by looking at you. Namjoon will probably make you sit down before long, maybe he already has. You’ll probably cut off the adoption day because of the rain. Taking down names and information before you send them on their way. You rarely let a hybrid leave the farm after one adoption day, needing to have more private meetings and house calls to willingly part with one of them. You just want to make sure you dont release them back into another abusive household.

- He hums as he washes, lingering in the water and taking a longer shower than he usually would. He hums, testing the way his vocal cords wrap around the acoustics of the empty high ceilinged room.

Then he hears the scuffling of someone in the bathroom too and cuts off. A little abashed at being caught. The rustling getting closer and its a moment before he realizes that the rustling is coming from his own section of the bath. he smells him the second before he pulls the shower curtain gets pulled back.

- “Yoongi!” Jimin shouts, furiously grabbing at something to cover his nakedness. Jimin furiously tries to cover his crotch, grabbing one of the large bargain bottles of shampoo and hold it there even as cold water runs over his face. Getting into his wide eyes. “Yoongi what the fuck! You’re naked!”

- Jimin is glad that the rumors about snake hybrids having double the appendages as a normal hybrid are false but he can’t stop his blush or his wandering eyes as he sees the snake hybrid in full. Or the hot lick of arousal that shocks him through his core- especially when he recognizes the heaviness to Yoongi's scent as being arousal.

- there is a single moment, jimin can smell yoongi- can see the want in his eyes, can feel his own scent fluff out to meet his, yoongi sags under the weight of Jimin's scent as the surprise dissipates. "do you-" Jimin's face must be brighter than a tomato. He reaches out a tentative hand, "do you want to-"

- Before Jimin can do much more than that Yoongi’s lips are on his, tentative but firm and passionate, the fire leaking into him from Yoongi as jimin stumbles in surprise. The kiss tastes like thank you and Ive wanted to do this for longer than i care to admit and everything yoongi can't say, can't let slip past his lips. jimin drops the shampoo bottle which narrowly misses his foot as Yoongi’s hands come up to encircle his jaw so softly like Yoongi is holding the most important thing in his world. Jimin is so shocked that for a moment- he doesn’t kiss back and Yoongi retracts- not before Jimin chases his lips and the snake hybrid returns to him.

- It’s the first time Yoongi’s ever touched Jimin so bare, and the snake’s hands on the back of his neck feel cold and shivery but good. As Jimin’s back hit’s the wall and their fronts press together for a moment, just brushing. Then colliding with more force as they both realize how good it feels to be so close to someone you trust. It’s dizzying- intoxicating, and Jimin knows his mouth is moving sloppily even if he wants to kiss Yoongi with just as much intent.

- The snake hybrid bites- actually bites- down on Jimin’s tongue. And a strangled whine comes to live and die in his throat. A snarl in his ears from Yoongi's mouth as the snake hybrid keeps his biting, moves to Jimin's throat- bites hard Enough that Jimin knows he'll leave a bruise. "leave more- yoongi please mark me" jimin feels hot with the thought of it- the thought of all the other hybrids being able to smell yoongi on his scent gland.

- Jimin doesn’t know where to put his hands, he knows enough to know that Yoongi doesn’t like to be touched and unsure if it extends to right now. but it seems okay if he’s doing the touching. His hands sliding down Jimin's back to his waist. He’s a good kisser, the best that Jimin’s ever kissed (not that there have been many) and he tips his head forward to put as much scalding force as he can into it when yoongi leaves his neck in favor of his mouth, trying to match Yoongi’s intensity even if he can’t match his skill.

- Yoongi takes a step forward, and Jimin’s cock brushes his hipbone, and he can’t stop the way his hips jump at the contact, brushing into Yoongi further. Jimin’s blood boils with arousal. Yoongi is equally as hard compared to Jimin. And Jimin doesn't know if its water or precum that he feels on his skin. Can't look down to check.

- By the time Yoongi leans back and finishes running his fingers through Jimin’s hair and over his shoulders. Jimin’s so wound up he feels like he’s about the pass out. The cool water cascading over his back doing nothing to settle him. Yoongi moves his hips- testing the waters, as he grinds, works jimin’s hips into an unsteady rhythm. and jimin moans.

- Yoongi pulls back, looking at jimin, their noses brushing, like he can’t bear to have jimin farther away from him than this, want heavy in his eyes, and Jimin tastes the words on Yoongi’s lips as good as if he’d said them. “Yoongi” jimin breathes. Palms pressed carefully to the shower wall so that he won’t reach out and yank Yoongi closer. But he’s Weak against the wake of this of all this feeling.

- “fuck- kiss me again- can we- ” Jimin feels strung out, his body heavy with something like heat- maybe Jimin is actually having a heat and it’s not just in his imagination (he wouldn't really know what it felt like- never having had one before because of his malnutrition). But This kind of kissing is certainly enough to trigger one.

- Yoongi opens his mouth for a second, almost like he’s about to speak- or to try to, Jimin’s never been sure if he can- if it’s muteness or just Yoongi being selective. And then in the next moment, Yoongi’s gone, almost tripping on his way out of the showers with how fast he’s leaving jimin. A whine dies in his throat and jimin starts after him, But then Yoongi turns back. Gesturing with a hand for jimin to stay put. Yoongi looks angry, and it takes a moment for Jimin to realize that the anger wasn’t directed at jimin- only at Himself.

- Jimin stays in the shower, water thundering down around him as the sky overhead thunders too. Jimin listens to the faint sound of Yoongi dressing and then leaving the showers. Jimin lets him go. So sure that he has absolutely no idea what just happen- or even if he didn’t imagine the whole thing.

- jimin’s hand on himself doesn't feel nearly good as Yoongi’s did.

- Yoongi’s hands shake all the way back up the hill, and he hopes his wet hair won’t be too suspicious especially when a mixed group of hybrids crosses his path. Returning to the barns as most of the adoption day festivities have ended.

- Yoongi’s careful to keep his eyes averted. And like usual- the conversation comes to a halt when Yoongi passes them by. It no longer bugs him the way it might have once. They have a good reason not to want to associate with him. Yoongi’s body shakes with the weight of the things he’s done and the things he’s going to do.

- you gather with 3 families on your porch as you take down their names and contact information. You send yoongi a concerned look as he quickly heads inside the house. Pausing only for a moment before he decides to go to Namjoon first. Later- later he’ll ask you too.

- Stupid- he’s been so stupid recently. Touching you- indulging in these short sweet touches because he wants more so badly. Knows he can never have it doesn’t stop the wanting. If his owner ever found out what he’s done- if she ever found out what he’d almost done with jimin- she’d surely have Jimin’s hands for it.

- And as much as Yoongi wishes it were any other way- Jimin almost touching him does remind him of far worse times. Though he’d been the one to initiate it this time- the memories still linger.

- Times when foreign hands touched his skin as he’d thrashed and screamed trying to protest against the taunting words of his owner. “I’ve never been interested in snake dick but if you want him for tonight you can have him- just be careful- he bites” and he shakes with those memories. Though its been many years. like most kinds of torture- eventually, his owner had grown bored with using yoongi's body as a bargaining chip. Yoongi wonders if he’s ever going to be able to be touched that way without feeling the revulsion at his own body.

- Jimin had come close, but he'd known- known that yoongi didn't want him to touch him. Had seemed more than willing to be touched himself. the revulsion hadn't hit him until the end.

- The places he’s been touched without his consent feel black and decaying- or like ink, every time someone touches him- Yoongi’s surprised that ink doesn’t come away on your hands soft and delicate. But it didn’t change the fact that Yoongi wanted it- and wants it still.

- he wants to see you soft and sated the way you look sometimes in the morning when he can smell Namjoon on you- wants to cause it- maybe, someday in the future if you'll let him. He knows you’d be gentle with him. Wouldn’t put your hands anywhere he didn’t want. Would check in with him- going as slowly or as quickly as he wanted too. Namjoon would be able to be gentle too- Yoongi’s sure of it.

- He wants it, even though he knows that want only put you all in danger. He’s an incredibly selfish person. He hopes he never gets to have that intimacy with you, for your sake.

- yoongi should only let himself dream of something good before he goes- sinks back into that life. But the temptation for more is too strong sometimes, his want filling him up like sticky sweet syrup that pollutes every moment.

- Namjoon is on the second floor of your house and Yoongi takes the stairs two at a time. Folding laundry in what will one day be the nursery for your child. He’s taken the ultrasound up here now- hung it up so he can look at it. and Yoongi is reminded of A few days ago when he gushed about the development of your child to Yoongi in the kitchen comparing them to the size of a fruit. “a cute little cantaloupe- the cutest little cantaloupe”

- You and Namjoon have made the decision not to find out the gender, but the walls of the nursery are still pained blue, puffy clouds above and little flowers below, dandelions and daisies, a stalwart sunflower that curls over the arch of the door half-finished. Yoongi knows you work on the mural it whenever you can. But Namjoon gets a little paranoid about the fumes- you compromise and keep the windows open along with the door to your balcony to allow as much air circulation as possible.

- The crib, a fluffy white thing is already piled into the corner. And Yoongi remembers the first few weeks here when you and Namjoon had overzealously ordered it. He’d come downstairs after dinner one night and found both of you puzzling over the directions. And he’d shooed Namjoon away as he’d helped you put it together. The three of you ending up giggly and punch drunk tired by the time it was fully put together. And then had to carry it all the way up the stairs.

-A mobile of little felted flowers that Seokjin made you as a thank you present a hangs above the empty Crib- colorful and cute. And Namjoon has set the laundry on the unused changing table in neat stacks. All of the other furniture is piled into the center of the room so that you can paint the walls. He turns when he hears Yoongi, his tail swishing.

- “Hey Yoon- what you get caught in a rainstorm or something?” the rain splatters against the windows with a soft patter and Yoongi drips onto the floor. He never bothered to dry off after the unintentional shower with jimin. Yoongi makes a shrug that means ‘something like that’ and if the younger hybrid hovers on the way that Yoongi’s lips look a little kiss bitten and swollen he doesn’t say a thing. Namjoon knows better than anyone- what they talk about and what they don’t.

- He hands over the slip of paper; “jimin should move into the main house, you and I could clean out one of the storage rooms and move the stuff into the attic.”

- Yoongi watches Namjoon’s eyes rove over the words a few times. The hybrid purses his lips, “I’ve talked to Y/n about this- and she agrees- but I don’t know if he wants too? He seems pretty comfortable in the barns, he likes Taehyung and they’re friends. and we kind of want to leave it up to him if we can.”

- Yoongi snatches the paperback from him, annoyance flickering in his chest as he rolls his eye. Didn’t Namjoon see that nothing would change if they didn’t push him a little? Jimin is the type to take that kind of abuse again and again if it means not making a fuss. And Yoongi knows it’s only a matter of time before something happens again. He turns it over onto the other side and using the wall as a place to write.

- “He’s already being treated differently because of me” 'me' being double underlined- so that Namjoon really understands what he’s trying to say. Yoongi just wants to make sure Jimin is safe before he goes. Before he needs to leave and before it gets too dangerous and too near a time when his owner will physically retrieve him. Not that Namjoon knows that Yoongi’s presence has an expiration date. Namjoon searches Yoongi’s face for a source to his desperation and finds none.

- Yoongi has never felt worse for keeping secrets. Maybe in another world- Yoongi would have confessed and asked Namjoon, with all of his connections to the police, for help. Yoongi knows enough to put the whole crime system out of whack and yet. Years of negative reinforcement and beatings have taught him to keep his mouth shut and that isn’t going to change now; not when Yoongi’s life isn’t the only one at risk and he knows you’ll all live if he plays by the rules. He doesn't care about his own safety anymore.

- The second he sees Yoongi’s distraught expression Namjoon steps closer Taking off his flannel and tugging it around his shoulders. Namjoon might not make moves to scent mark Yoongi but dressing him in his clothes is as good as he gets. Namjoon’s comforting alpha scent fluffs around him.

- Yoongi wonders if jimin feels the pull the same way he does. Dynamics are more mobile in snake hybrids and downright non-existent in humans. but they’re more set in canines. Namjoon puts his hand on Yoongi’s clothed arm and Yoongi shuffles close after a second. His nose centimeters from Namjoon’s neck taking in deep breathes to try and steady himself. He didn’t realize he was shaking.

- “It will be alright Yoongi, I promise. He’s gonna be safe.” Namjoon adds quieter. And below them both- in the first floor of the house, he can hear your voice, echoing louder and laughing at some sort of joke, Namjoon’s tail starts wagging at the suggestion of you. “I want them to feel safe too.”

- Yoongi wants to write “he should take my room- I won’t be staying in it soon anyway.” but Yoongi needs to make sure- before he leaves. Jimin has to be included in your little pack. He doesn’t want to think- about what the three of you will go through when he eventually has to leave. The days are counting down to the end of the summer.

- He’s fucking selfish, so selfish, to kiss Jimin like that when he knows he won't be able to stay in the hybrids life. He’s selfish every time he begs affection off you, every day he keeps Namjoon Company when he’s cleaning up the other barns. Yoongi writing out words in the dust when Namjoon asks him questions. Eyes only searching when Namjoon turns his back. Looking for any sort of hidden compartment. Completing his task even if it’s the last thing he wants to do. Betraying you like this.

- Jimin spends the rest of the day wondering if the kiss with Yoongi was just a dream. But later at dinner, Yoongi won’t meet his eyes, and jimin knows he didn’t imagine the kiss. Guilt sticks to Yoongi, more distracting than honey stuck between your fingertips.

- Both of them go to sleep still thinking about the kiss. Jimin wondering if it will happen again and Yoongi thinking that he’d like it too. His fingers running over his lower and upper lips, mind awash with the memory of jimin’s mouth on his. And night falls heavy like a weighted blanket on the farm. The sky a big sheet with holes poked through for stars. A heavenly breeze tempting away the summer heat.

- All of the hybrids safe and snoring in their beds. Some even paired- if they’ve got it. Two furry bodies packed close on a single bed. Some even dream of homes they mind one day live in or of the people that one day they’ll get to love. The idea of being kept and treasured lulling them into a drowsy haze of anticipation and security.

- That night, Namjoon knocks on Yoongi’s door. the hybrid leaning up against the doorframe as he watches the snake get ready for bed. “you know... you could sleep in our room if you want, we have an air conditioner in there too.” yoongi has a notepad ready, he knows that Namjoon likes to open all the windows and even the door to your balcony to let the fresh air in so that it feels like you're sleeping outside. He steels himself to think of someone other than himself before he writes- “I’m okay- thanks though” Yoongi writes out.

- Namjoon lifts one of Yoongi’s blankets to his neck before he leaves, thoroughly scents marking it before he leaves it with Yoongi. And Yoongi sleeps easy that night with his nose pressed to the blanket. Safe and secure in his room. Nothing bad happens to yoongi that night even though he cuddles close to the blanket, and when he wakes in the morning. his heart beats a steady thumping rhythm- his whole body humming with anticipation.

- It’s different to feel excited about being in love, excited for a day spent close to the people he cares about. And he knows he won't take a single day for granted.

- The crickets and cicadas chirping in the field. And in a low tone on the tree outside, a morning dove gentle and unassuming. The sun rising over the hills. Tastes of idyllic and smells of Eden. Like lavender and honey.

- A hand outstretched, scrambling in the dirt before it goes still, fingers just a few inches from safety. Blood mixing in with the sand. The morning is not perfect for everyone.

- But even you would say the morning was peaceful, if not for the dead body dumped at the end of your driveway.

Kofi

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stylesthebrave · 3 years ago

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Annual Writing Self-Evaluation

thank you to Miia @larrydoinglaundry and Stef @solvetheminourdreams for tagging me ❤️ I finally finished writing the scene i told myself I’d get done today, so here we are :)

1. Number of stories posted to AO3: 5

2. Word count posted for the year: 148,875

3. Fandoms I wrote for: One Direction ;)

4. Pairings: Harry Styles/ Louis Tomlinson

5. Stories with the most:

-Kudos: never doubt i love

-Bookmarks: never doubt i love

-Comments: never doubt i love

More under the cut <3

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why):

the stars are smiling, definitely. Because I struggled with it so much and had to ask for an extension for the fest and it took a lot of time and rewriting to get it to where it is. But I did it, somehow, and I love how it turned out, and the love I’ve received for it has been unexplainable.

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

Uhmm… maybe… I dont knowww. I cant choose a least favorite okok. Probably falling in love (with you).

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

ooh. this is a hard one.

is it bad to say anyone who has ever said that one of my fics made them cry? idk, I just feel like it takes depth to make someone cry, especially with fanfic, so I always take that as a compliment.

I also vividly remember this being the very first long-ish comment that I ever got, so this one might not be a favorite but it meant a lot to me this year:

Ahhhh where do I start? There are so many things I loved about this fic. I love the pace, the setting and the characters. I loved the way HL complemented each other but yet they fit in. I loved the lil Ziam side plot and I loved the way you presented H's marriage. This is such a good fic. It's got everything I love: teacher Louis, footie Louis, good family and friends dynamic, a good back story, solid arguments and just the perfect amount of angst. It's like you read my mind or something.

Loved it so much! Can't wait to read more from you.

9. A time when writing was really, really hard:

oof. you mean other than all of the time?

This summer, I think. I was really busy over the summer which wasn’t really a bad thing but it did limit the time I had to write which wasn’t fun.

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

I definitely didn’t expect to write a vampire fic this year. So... the entirety of Thrill You Tonight, lmao.

11. A favorite excerpt from your writing:

Ooh.

I actually still really like the scene in the summary of NDIL, but since the summary is the end of this scene, I’ll give you the part right before it:

“Can I ask you something?”

Harry moves closer. “Anything.”

“How - um,” Louis stops, taking a breath and composing himself for second. “How were you so sure? Like, after the… the divorce, how were you sure that you might want to see someone again?” Harry tenses as Louis adds, “Why aren’t you scared that it’ll end the same way?”

The ringing in Louis’ ears returns as Harry’s chest rises and falls with slow breaths, clearly trying to think of something to say. His own fists are clenching and releasing in anticipation, and the longer the silence goes on, the more anxious he becomes, unable to focus on anything other than the man in front of him.

When Harry finally responds, Louis’ breath noticeably hitches.

“I am scared,” Harry says calmly. “For sure. Relationships are… you’re right, they’re scary. Love is scary.” He takes a deep breath. “It’s dangerous. Risky. But… it’s brave, and it’s life. That’s what makes us human. We just have to trust that things might turn out okay, and if they don’t, then we have the power to pick ourselves back up again.” He swallows, fiddling with the hem of his jumper, and his voice is strangled when he says, “And I know that this time, it’ll be on my timetable, and that I’m not going to let anyone tell me how to live my life. You know who made me realize that?”

Louis stops breathing when he whispers, “Me?” and Harry nods to confirm, humming. “Does that mean…” he starts, pausing to rephrase. “Are you saying I’m not human? Because I’ve never trusted that things might be okay?”

“No,” Harry answers definitively. “I’m saying that you’re afraid of living. Life isn’t life without the good moments and the bad moments. If you’re always running away from the bad moments, then you aren’t living.”

12. How did you grow as a writer this year:

Hm. I think this year I learned how to have more patience with myself. I learned that the best work doesn’t always come in the first draft and that reworking characters and rewriting scenes does not mean that my writing isn’t good or that the finished product will be as messy.

13. How do you hope to grow next year:

I…. Hope I continue to write all year long. That isn’t really “growing” but there were definitely times this year where i went months without writing, and i could tell that it took a toll on my overall creativity.

14. Who has been your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

All the friends I’ve made! I cannot possibly choose one, but @larrydoinglaundry has been the best person ever to talk to, both inside and outside of fandom and fanfic❤️ And of course @princelyharry who always inspires me to keep writing. Crazy to think I met both of you this year, and pixie only a couple months ago.

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Gonna steal stef’s answer for this one:

hahahahah

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers?

This is not really wisdom but it is something that Miia and I talked about a lot this year:

just write! This is fanfiction; it doesn’t need to be perfect! I know it can be hard to go easy on ourselves but once in a while I think everyone could use the reminder that we do this in our free time, for free, for ourselves to have a creative outlet. Write good things, write bad things, write short things and long things, write whatever the fuck you want because at the end of that day, it’s for you and no one else.

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

Ofc Pixie and I’s two fics, a Valentine’s Day fic (or two) and some other fun things that I’ll keep a secret for now ;)

18. Tag someone who’s answers you’d like to read:

Have no clue who has done this and who hasnt but I love reading these so:

@princelyharry @neondiamond @larry-hiatus @dontworrylouis @hershelsue @beelou @narrylover @pirouettefrappelatte @thebreadvansstuff @parmahamlarrie @cowboylarries @greenblueish @larryyouknow

#this was fun!#writing things #fic things #tag games #cait says things #annual writing self evaluation

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unmanageable-day · 4 years ago

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"Siblings? with Haechan? ...no, not him. never."

Summary. Doyoung and Haechan are the definition of frenemies at its best. Everyone knows Haechan would be the last person Doyoung would ever want as younger brother. But, you know you always have to be careful of what you wish for.

Genre. boyfriend!Doyoung / pure fluff 🌼 - fully inspired by the dynamic of Doyoung and Haechan

a/n: repost because previously the tags didn’t work *sigh* and somehow some of the tags worked??? honestly i dont get how these things work *sigh again*

Everyone knew Doyoung wanted to get married at a quite young age. That's why whenever he was set up for a blind date, there was one question he would always ask, "what do you think about marriage?" or "would it be okay to get married if the dating relationship is less than 6 months?". Usually he would get responses like "I don't think I'm ready to start my own family", "but there are many things I haven't achieved, I want to live my dream life a little bit longer before I become someone's wife", and "I don't think married life is for me, at least for now".

Of all girls he had met, you were the only one who was being cool about marriage. "I mean, why not? If things are going well for both of us, then why not? I mean, we should know it better at least by the third month we're dating, whether we could work on that, right?"

He was glad that he found someone who also thought that there was no point of dating for too long.

"Y/N, I think I'm ready to meet your family," he said once after you celebrated your 100th day.

"Wow, really?" Your eyes lit up. "But my parents live in the countryside. Let's wait for holiday season so we could take a longer break, visit them, and stayed there for couple days. Or we could visit your parents first, since they live closer to the city."

"Oh, okay." He flashed a wide grin. "I think you mentioned you have a younger brother. Does he live in the city?"

"Oh, yes, he does. He lives in a shared apartment with his friends. I think their place is not far from yours."

"Let's invite him for a dinner at my place," Doyoung excitedly said. "Do you think I'm okay? Do you think he'll like me?"

Your lips pursed into a smile, which slowly was getting wider and looked a bit mischievous. But in Doyoung's eyes, that smile suit your Bambi eyes and it just made you look more adorable to him. "Of course, he'll love you," you said confidently.

"Really?"

You cheerfully nodded. "Oh, let's just book a table in a restaurant. I'm afraid he will bring his friends along with him. They're somewhat inseparable."

"It's fine. I'm happy to cook for them." He pulled you into a quick hug.

— 🌼 —

Doyoung was determined to impress your brother to ensure him that he was the perfect soulmate for you. He thought you would come early to help him cook. But you just texted him saying you were running late, and probably your brother would come first since you already informed the address.

When Doyoung was unloading his groceries, the bell rang and it startled him. Isn't it too early for Y/N's brother to arrive? he thought to himself. He didn't bother to see the intercom what kind of person was coming. So when he opened the door, he was surprised to have two youngsters.

"Haechan? Renjun? What are you doing here?"

Both boys flashed him an innocent smile. "I'm waiting for someone to meet around this area. Can we stay here for a while? I promise we won't disturb you," Haechan responded, blinking his doe eyes.

Doyoung shook his head, his arms gesturing an X to his younger friends. "I'm having guests."

"I know. We won't stay for long. Or, while waiting, I could help you cook?" Haechan tried to bargain.

"You will?" Doyoung looked at him judgingly. When Haechan was unusually nice to him, there must be something off. The last time Haechan treated him a full course meal was an attempt to distract him from being outrageous because the younger one lost a hoodie that Doyoung often wore, despite he said it was not his favorite one.

Haechan chuckled. "Of course, I will."

Once in a while, Doyoung threw a sharp gaze at both Haechan and Renjun to see if these two were playing around. Renjun was quietly chopping some fruits to be blended later. Meanwhile Haechan already started cooking kimchi fried rice, and eventually got himself a light scolding from the house owner.

"Haechan, you added too much sugar! You're ruining the signature dish of this house." If only Doyoung wasn't prepping bulgogi sauce and egg roll at the same time, he would have put and sit Haechan in the living room doing nothing instead of invading his kitchen. Since now he was running out of time, he didn't really have much options to get everything done on time.

"Hyung, it will taste good. Trust me," he cheered.

Just in time, the bell rang again. Doyoung saw your figure from the intercom and rushed to the front door to greet you. "Y/N, my friends are here and help me cook. But I promise they will leave after this. By the way, is your brother on his way here?"

You smiled widely at him as you stepped in, not answering his question. Instead you took the lead, heading to the kitchen with Doyoung by your side.

"Oh. Noona, hi." Renjun was the first to casually greet you as he got up from his seat in the dining area. Doyoung was confused at this point.

"Noona, you're here? You're late," Haechan said without even looking at you. He was busy cutting some dried seaweed. At this point, Doyoung almost dropped his jaw.

"'Noona'? Did you two just say 'noona'? You guys know her?" Doyoung glared at the youngest duo. It hit him as he quickly caught the hints. Now he wished what he feared the most won't come true.

Haechan approached the dining area with a pan of kimchi fried rice, smiling proudly. "She is my sister. Haven't you noticed our similarities?" He grinned cheekily.

"WHAT?"

"Haechan is surprisingly very cool about his sister going out with Doyoung hyung. If it were me, I would never let my sister meet Doyoung hyung," Renjun commented, suggesting he already knew that Haechan was the guest Doyoung had been expecting.

"First of all, shut the fuck up, it's none of your business," Doyoung quietly snapped. He keeped squinting his eyes as he spoke. "And second, dude, I have no idea Y/N is Haechan's sister."

You silently stared at him. "Are you saying if you knew, we wouldn't have been..." you paused, one eyebrow raised, pointing at him and yourself, gesturing there was something going on between you and him, "this... whatever we are now?"

Doyoung was caught off guard.

"Are you saying you regret 'us'?" you asked again, a bit more dramatically this time.

You looked so serious Doyoung started to panic. "No, that's not what I mean..."

Seeing Doyoung being all flustered, you burst into loud laughter, making him even more overwhelmed and frozen in his place. "I'm joking!" Still giggling, you approached Doyoung and wrapped your arms around his slender waist. "Are you surprised to know I'm Haechan's sister?" you asked excitedly, raising your head to look at the dear boyfriend in the eyes.

He wordlessly looked back at you. A short half-hearted laugh in disbelief escaped his lips. Meanwhile your smile just got even wider. Before he spoke a word, Haechan clung on to him too and hugged the older guy by his neck. The youngest even peppered him with light pecks.

"Aww.. Doyoung hyung, congratulations, now you're stuck with Haechan and the female version of Haechan," Renjun cooed again. "I can't wait the day Hyung and Noona getting married and becoming real siblings with Haechan."

Doyoung was thrilled and got goosebumps at that thought. As much as he was happy imagining his future life with you, he needed to prepare his mental to be Haechan's brother in law.

#nct imagines #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct au #nct drabbles #nct doyoung #doyoung imagines #doyoung fluff #nct haechan #haechan imagines #haechan fluff #nct 127 imagines #nct dream imagines #nct soft hours #post by yourblinkies

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hela-avenger · 4 years ago

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poison & wine- part 32

Author: hela-avenger

Word Count: 1482

Summary: Prince Loki of Asgard is in need of a date to take back home. That’s where you come in with a task of your own to make the whole trip with an insufferable prince worth it. Too bad that things don’t always go as planned and you end up giving more than you can take. Fake-Dating AU.

A/N: Thanks for your comments, everyone! The last update certainly brought the drama and I know I broke some hearts but it will be resolved! I promise! Only three parts left! With some bonus scenes too!

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Loki had told you to leave. In fact, he yelled at you to leave. As if you had been a hindrance to him and perhaps you are for having convinced him to continue with the lie to this exact point.

You’re stupid.

Incredibly stupid to have thought that this could ever work.

Loki did not love you. Maybe he cared, but he did not love you. You mistook his friendliness for love and now you were suffering the consequences.

You’re humiliated and worst of all you’re alone in a random hallway of the palace far away from the home that you know and love. A home that hadn’t made you suffer like your time spent in Asgard.

Yes, you’re a half-breed, a demi-god, a girl split between two realms.

You’re also an orphan. A traveler with no sense of direction. A flower with no roots.

Most importantly, you’re a heartbroken fool who thought that a royal prince could ever find you worthy of his love.

You didn’t know where to go. You don’t know where you were meant to go. You were too focused on trying to keep the tears at bay to formulate a plan at the moment. All you desired at the moment was to leave this realm once and for all and forget everything that’s happened here.

So why not? Why not leave the realm once and for all? It was what Loki desired just a day ago and for good reason. He had tried to spare you the heartbreak and you had still asked for it.

You pick up your silk skirt once again and start to run.

You somehow manage to find yourself back at the royal stables but any luck you had, which was not much to begin with in the first place, is all gone as the Lady Sif looks up at you in clear surprise.

“What are you doing here?” you ask. “Shouldn’t you be at the celebration like everyone else?”

“Someone has to keep guard,” she answers before glancing at your gown. “What’s your excuse? Isn’t it for your honor?”

You don’t know how to respond. You may be upset but you weren’t ready to let all your feelings out to the first person you found. Especially to someone who showed her clear distaste to the man you loved.

“I had to get out of there,” you answer. “I just… It’s not what it turned out to be.”

“So you came to the stables?” she asks, confused.

Your impromptu plan was falling apart all because of a nosy knight.

“Look, I just came for a ride so if you don’t mind…”

You try to move past her but she’s quick to catch your arm.

“You’re very upset,” she notes. “What did Loki do?”

“Why do you think he had something to do with this?”

“Because I know him.”

“Well, it’s clear that you don’t,” you argue. “He… He did nothing. This was all me.”

You let out a sigh knowing you wouldn’t get anywhere without revealing the truth.

“I fell in love with him, and he didn’t,” you confess. “My heartbreak is my own to blame.”

Surprisingly, Sif relents and lets you go.

“I understand,” she whispers. “The princes have a certain allure, don’t they?”

It takes you a second to realize who she’s referring to.

“Oh,” you answer. “You and…”

“Yes, and we don’t have to speak about it,” Sif remarks sharply before softening. “I’m sure you don’t.”

“I don’t,” you agree. “But I love him and he doesn’t which is why I can’t be here anymore. I have to get out of here.”

“So where do you wish to go?” Sif asks as she pulls her horse out of the stable. “I’ll take you.”

“The Bifrost,” you state ignoring her obvious surprise. “I wish to go home.”

The moment you left the royal hall, Loki turned to his enraged father. He did not dare to offer an explanation until you were far enough away from the scene. Loki hated himself for having to raise his voice at you but it was better than the alternative. You didn’t deserve to be caught in the aftermath of his lie. You didn’t deserve to be hated by Asgard and incur Odin’s wrath because of him.

“Tell the musicians to start,” Loki orders the nearby servant as he hands the case holding the apple for him to take. “And keep the guests away from the throne room.”

With that order done, Loki turns to his silent and angry Odin.

“My father and I wish to discuss in private.”

Odin refrains from snapping at him as Frigga comes into his vision. Just a gentle touch from his wife seems to bring him back from the brink of disaster and allows for Odin to be led into the nearby throne room without uttering a word.

“Now, son,” Frigga begins calmly. “Please explain to us why you’ve caused such disruption on a day like this?”

Loki looked between his mother and Odin unsure of how to speak the truth he had evaded and ignored for so long.

“I lied,” Loki states simply. “I’ve been lying to you this whole time. The courtship and now this engagement…”

Loki pauses and looks at Odin with a sigh.

“You were right,” he whispers. “I made a deal with her to fake a courtship with me and she accepted.”

He can’t help but laugh now, bitterly. It drove him mad trying to figure out when things had suddenly gone wrong. At what moment were fake emotions became real and true.

“And now… Now, things have become such a mess,” Loki exhales as his dark humor fades away. “Such a mess and I have no idea how to fix it because I love her. I love her with my entire being and she doesn’t even know. She doesn’t know that I would follow her till the end of the universe if it meant I could be by her side always.”

Loki turns away from them, his hands shaking, and he doesn’t know why he's confessed more than he had to.

“I love her,” Loki whispers. “And because I love her, I couldn’t force her to take a bite from the Apple of Idunn. She already detests time for having taken her away from her family, a home, and… love. How could I let her take a bite of that apple when it is the last thing she wishes for herself?”

“It was not your decision to make…”

Loki is surprised by this calm response from Odin prompting him to turn around to finally face him. His father’s wrath was gone, replaced by gentle understanding. As if the patient wisdom that Odin’s always described with finally made itself known in Loki’s presence.

“The gift I offered was for the Lady Y/N,” Odin continues. “She should have been the one to accept or reject it, not you.”

Loki opens his mouth to argue but Odin raises his hand to stop him before he could even utter a word.

“No, no, it’s time for you to listen to me now,” Odin interrupts him. “I’ve known all along the game you were playing, Loki. The timing of it all was too convenient to be true, but the lies and stories you wove to explain it all were convincing. They were convincing because in brief moments of clarity you two were speaking the utmost truth about the way you perceived and felt for each other.”

Odin glances over to Frigga who offers him a small smile.

“When I spoke to Lady Y/N after the incident of your tournament match, a tactic I hoped to unveil the trickery you were pulling, she met me strong and unafraid. She further revealed the loyalty and trust she held for you as she defended you quite strongly.”

“I already know this,” Loki tells him.

“I know you do, but what you don’t know is what she told me afterward.”

Loki waits for Odin to tell him but the Allfather remains silent.

“What? What did she tell you?”

“That, my son, is something you will have to hear from her,” Odin answers with a hidden smile. “I have spoken more than enough on her behalf. I believe it is time you have an audience with her. Tell her how you feel and allow her to do the same.”

Loki doesn’t trust Odin’s genuineness in the situation but a glance to his mother reveals that he should as Frigga nods for him to go.

“We will make excuses for you and Y/N’s absence in the hall,” Frigga tells him. “Go after her!”

Loki doesn’t need to be told twice as he quickly runs out of the throne room in search of you. There were many places you could be hiding in, but Loki doesn’t get the chance to look at any of them as a flashing of lights on the horizon catches his attention.

The Bifrost.

You were already gone.

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bow-wow-wark-wark · 3 years ago

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Hiii happy 4th hypmic anniversary, I know it's been like 3 days since the actual anniversary but *shrugs* anyways I wanted to answer the questions from this post to celebrate!! (This is going to be a long post lol, this just brings a ramble instinct in me)

1. How and when did you get into HyplMic?

I got into hypmic during the end of September/ start of October of last year, it feels like a lot of time and very little at the same time lol... so many people in the fandom have liked this for super long!! I got into it bc of someone I followed on twitter, they would talk about it sometimes and I was getting a bit sick of the music I listened too so I thought "why not expand my music taste?" Little that I know It was going to become the only thing I listened too lol. I also saw this like "a hypmic characther once said" video and I thought it was soooo funny I just had to get into it. I'm honestly surprised hypmic started in 2017 bc I was going through a god awful musical phase and knowing I could have liked it earlier in life amuses me (tho back then I thought anime was silly so it wouldn'thave happened either).

2. First impressions of the characters? Who stuck out the most?

(Another long one soz) I'm going to do most of them btw.

Buster bros: ichiro was the 1st chara I knew before I got into it, for a bit I had him mixed up with jyushi tho lmao. Tbh I didnt have a very strong opinion on him, I wasn't super into BB at the start 😅 same with jiro, I liked him the most, thought he was really cute. At the start I disliked saburo a bit lol, like he was just soooo mean and I didn't like that, also I wasnt a huge fan of new star at the start so I didnt like him bc of that either.

MTC: I had to fight a lot to openly like mtc, I felt a bit bad liking them at the start bc they're all like criminals and stuff lol. I have to be honest I think that at the start I didnt think about them like at all... the strongest impression here was Rio, he was my favorite also I thought jyuto was hilarious bc of the start of bayside smoking blues, I really liked his voice too.

Fling posse: ok so the moment I saw Ramuda I was like "this guy is evil as balls isnt he?" I was pretty right lol, I thought he was a child like saburo at the start bc hes so small, man fooled me there. I liked dice the most at the start, my 1st fanart is of him lol. I didnt have very strong opinions on Gentaro, I was surprised to find out his VA also voiced yamaguchi since I was a haikyuu fan if anything.

Matenro: Lol matenro was my favorite (still is), idk what was it but I saw all of them and I was like: great :D I dont remeber specific impressions tho.... It was almost like love at first sight lol. I remeber I really liked the fact that both hifumi and doppo had tips, I thought it was super cool.

BAT: ok so I also knew who kuuko was before I got into hypmic my actual actual 1st fanart was of him (I did it before I even knew what hypmic was like at all). I really liked him, I remember listening to gyara bam and being like "this guy rules so much", I really liked jyushi, as mentioned before I had him mixed with ichiro (they look nothing a like I dont even know how) I was super shocked to find out he was also a teen lol I was pretty happy. Not gonna lie I had no idea who hitoya was at the start (rip) I knew kuuko I knew jyushi but I didnt know him, I dont remeber being very big on him till like the dramas and getting more into hypmic bc before nothing nada.

Dotsuhon: lol I slept on dotsuhon for the looongest time, I literally only liked sasara, rosho and rei were just really there for me. Sasara was my favorite bc I loved his voice and tragic transitor gace me unrivaled latino vibes so he felt very close to me in a sense. I thought rei was a scumbag the moment I laid eyes on him.

3. Who was the first character you liked?

My 1st favorites before I found out about bat and dotsuhon where jiro and hifumi!! I really liked their voices and like over all attitude and stuff.

4. Which was the first Division you liked?

My favorite was matenro, they were just so cute and I liked how they were pretty chill and just had fun most of the time. Like how they tried looking all edgy and intimidating but they were all nice guys lol.

5. How have your favorites changed?

Not much lol my favorite is still hifumi tho know I have jyushi and Otome if were ranking on like top 3. I love all the charas now tho!!! Lol these are just my bigger ones. Division wise now my favorite is mtc, followed by bat I'm still a matenro stan tho!! All divisions have done some big growing on me so I love all of them anyways.

6. What was the first song you listened to?

The 1st song I listened to was battle anthem, I was super convinced it was the 1st hypmic song so I was surprised to hear it was division rap battle lol.

7. What's your favorite solo song?

Ghhhh this is so hard to choose... I actually like basically every single hypmic song.... if we're talking only 1t set that's easier to choose. Um that would be sensenfukoku, drops and champagne gold, I like all the mtc ones so I cant choose. Second set every single one is amazing so I cant choose either, tho at the start I disliked most of them somehow...

8. What's your favorite group song?

Ok at 1st i thought it was like an all division song but I just read it and it's just group song in general.... I love all of them but one of my biggest comfort songs is papillion so I'll say papillion. If were talking all stars songs that's easier tho: in no particular order its hoodstar (just heard the + ver and it slapped), survival of the illest+, glory or dust and hang out.

9. Which songs do you think are slept on?

Mmmmm I personally have no idea which songs people like more in general but I have seen a bunch of "my favorite hypmic moments" videos so I'll base it on that. I'll personally say any mtc song lol, in those videos theres always a surprising lack of mtc so yeah.

10. Do your favorite songs come from your favorite Division?

Yes, tho it's really no problem bc I like all songs😅

11. Objectively, who do you think is the best rapper?

I had never heard a lot of rapping till hypmic so I have no idea what good rapping is lol... I personally thinks everyone does a good job, I guess someone else can school me on that.

12. Which composers for HypMic do you listen to?

None... I honestly dont like know who composes which song.... I know very little about music and I dont look into it so I cant answer this one either.

13. If you had to get someone into HypMic with one song what would it be?

Oh :0 well I'm not very sure but if anything I think the way to go would be an all stars song bc you can get the feel of each division pretty good, then if they like that introduce them to other stuff. Of course this all depends on the person lol... my brother really likes strong songs so to him battle anthem was a good hook up... I quite personally would go for survival of the illest bc it has a good feel of the divisions and it's very silly which is a series staple.

14. Do you play ARB? Drop your friend code for people reading!

Nooooo I dont 🤧�� I really want to but I dont think I would have space on my phone, besides idk how to download it, if you have to pay for it I dont have money and if it's only in japanese I'm learning at snails speed so I wouldnt understand it *cries a little* I have seen certain events tho, I find it funny.

15. What events are you hoping to see? What character combos do you hope will show up together?

Mmmm idk I have a post about but I'll love to see a sasara jakurai interaction, I'm pretty sure one has already happened but I want this funny man to interact with jakurai more. Some people mentioned that they would like to see more interactions between kuuko and samatoki and I agree, wheres that side of the mad comic dialogue line up? I'll also like to see hitoya and samatoki bc they're both into vintage stuff ish, like fashion wise so I think it would be interesting to see. Last I want a jyushi/jiro interaction idk of there's any but there needs to be I need them to interact!!! Or maybe saburo jyushi that would also be interesting.

16. Are you into any ships?

Yes!!! I'm a little shy talking about ships not going to lie so I don't talk about it too much lol. I like samajyu a normal amount, I also like ichikuu, jiroshi, hifudo and hitojaku. I like a lot of other ships too tho, like ot3 mtc is good so is fling posse tho my favorite is ramugen. Hypmic has a bunch of cute ships so it's hard not to enjoy most.

17. Do you have a yume/self-ships? Platonic or romantic.

Not really lol, I have considered reading self insert before but I always feel a bit embarrassed. If you do you're super poggers tho.

Ok I'll keep answering in another post bc this is getting super long and the next question is one I want to say a lot about again. Umm if you happen to see this and want to answer them too fell free to!! You can tag me if you want as well, I love seeing others opinions about like hypmic and stuff so feel free too. If you want to comment on something I said you're free to do so as well

#this is so long #km not sorry tho 😈#ok maybe a bit #this questions really bring that animal instinct in me lol #brains is being replaced by hypmic sorry #im not tagging bc #long post #ramble post #you can block the ramble tag if you dont want to see this lol #also if theres mispelling in this ignore it #i cant spell or read #this really is so long im so sorry.... ill make sure to cut the next one earlier if it gets too long

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I can see what you're saying; from the blk side of it there's just as much frustration too.

People were comparing the visibility that BLM got to SAH (and other movements and problems too; this definitely wasn't just SAH) while ignoring the fact the BLM was around for nearly a decade before 2020 (with many, many protests under it's belt) and the fact that it was the riots the drew people's attention. Hell, rappers have been talking about police brutality in music pretty consistently since the 90s (and before that too) and sportsmen too. But, with activism the more visibility it gets the more it puts the blk community and people in danger.

In a previous protest (years ago about a blk man who got shot; don't even remember which one) there were blk activists speaking out and I remember seeing comments asking people to keep a careful eye on them in case they die under 'sudden circumstances' (after the Civil Rights Movement all major activists were murdered over time; the FBI admitted later it was involved in some way with all of their deaths and the blk community was severely targeted for 'stirring the pot' so to speak). So there's lots of fear and trauma there I think other PoC don't really realize when it comes to activism for the blk community.

Activism is kinda seen like a life or death kind of thing; something you do if you have the strength. So when people from other movements demand or attempt to guilt trip BLM and the Blk community (because out of all the movements and protests only BLM was explicitly targeted) for more attention for their movements while simultaneously recognizing many of their own community haven't even been speaking out and putting work into it while also having anti-blackness in there too and scorning BLM for it's visibility.....well, it tends to piss a lot of Blk people off tbh. Especially since so many tagged all this under BLM which means it was under the tag meant for the Blk community.

Also, don't get discouraged about the vitriol and hate comments. BLM tag got them too (that'll happen any time anyone speaks up anyway). As a matter of fact I think it might be the same person/people. Because Blk bloggers got nearly the same comments.

-Same anon from before.

This really puts a lot in perspective, I wanna really thank you for your patient explanation! There's so much history behind not just the movements but also the people themseves that I and a lot of other peopel black, asian, white etc really dont know about each other but also ourselves? The "Stop Asian Hate" tag had a lot of history on racism against asians and how it's perpetuated everywhere in society that I never knew about. I followed the blm tag (and the movement itself too ofc) but i'd only seen the pure racist reaction from white people but I realise when other people start demanding your activism for their own shit that gets real bored real soon.

There is so much history and so many frustrations in general between different minority groups that it's really not as easy as saying "we should all work together" and it makes it easier for racists and white dickheads to come and disrupt everything we're working toward making us dump all our frustrations on each other.

You really made me understand that blck side of the story a lot more, it doesnt make other poc demanding blck activism for their own purposes or the negativity on a tag specifically for asians perpetuated by other poc or white people okay but this does make it somehow easier to not get as discouraged as I was before.

#anon #this has been one of the most productive and eye opening conversations i have ever had #i get so caught up in my emtions so quickly #and just stopping and thinking about all sides really changes a lot #the frustrations are still there but there's an understanding that wasnt there before #im really not eloquent enough to put all my thoughts on here #sah #stop asian hate #asks #blm

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popculturebuffet · 4 years ago

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The Loud House Reviews: The Cow-Pie Kid and Saved by the Spell

Welcome back Loudiacs.. I .. don’t know what the fandom calls themselves. And given I dont’ know anyone personally in the fandom and the going into the tag is like living in a living nightmare.. it’s easier to keep workshopping a name till either someone tells me or I find one that sounds right. Loudites.. there we go that didn’t take long. Point is we’re back in The Loud House, In The Loud House for the first regular coverage, i.e. when I cover a show as It comes out of the season. And I was lucky enough to actually see the episode same day this time and with a promo that at least gives me images to work with, so yeah, i’m pretty pumped. And not just because I can cross this one off because SOMEBODY has a birthday tommorow.. no not me, that was last month.

There ya go. But yeah the show’s back. I’m excited, your excited, i’m scared because nick dosen’t give a clear schedule out ahead of time so i’m left wondering when one’s going to pop up and when to get it on my schedule now I have one... it’s a good time. Seriously though Nick needs to get their scheduling in order. So i’m happy to be back, your happy to have me here, but probably not happy to have spoilers so let’s take this under the cut and we can talk about cow pies, magic, and ... how this block is weirdly almost all lincoln episodes.

The Cow-Pie Kid: Yeah.. this was the only bit from cow pie kid I could find. Tons of stuff to mine from for saved by the spell. Nothing for that one. Weird. Anyways our story opens with Lynn’s baseball team, who we’ve met before.. and include friends who have played other sports with her and that guy she had a crush on for all of five minutes because the writers kinda forgot L is for Love happened for anyone but Luna and Luann.

Okay look MOST of the love intrests introduced there were not great and while Lincoln needs one NOW, at the time he really did not as the Ronnie Anne thing had not, and still has not, been properly resolved. Still vastly prefer him with Stella and her with Sid, i’m just saying closure would be nice. Look i’m getting off topic point is one besides Sam, who was great out of the gate and not just for being gay.. though that was a lot of it, and Benny, whose objectively a really sweet kid and damn likeable. Luaggie shippers feel free to boo me, I understand.. dosen’t change my mind or the fact Poly exists to fix that. I mean why not both I ask you. Besides them, we had Chazz, a loveable chubby guy who Leni was into and worked at clothing store and knew his fashion stuff. and was charmed by her romantic gesture. He just seemd sweet and it was implied via background stuff they were still dating.. but he hasnt’ shown up since despite her working AT the mall and that being her main arc for the last two seasons.

Just why? What’s wrong with the chubby fashion boy? Why? Did they decide they had too many romance arcs.. at exactly two? I get focusing on sam, because duh, and because that was awesome.. but you’ve had 2 full seasons since then and again Leni and him now work in the same location if not the same store, which in itself is a plot. I don’t ask much from you show.. well okay I do but let me clarify I don’t ask much from you that you could actually do: I know i’m never getting my a diffrent world style spinoff with lori and bobby. I know Zach is going nowhere and i’m just going to have to get over it, I will not, but I DO know you could include chaz and just won’t. So do that at least. I will put up with several more seasons of Zach if it means this adorable love story continues. It’s even easy enough to pick up this late: they are both stupid. Work with that. Gah... coach if you’d please.

Thanks coach. Okay so one tangent later we’re back to the episode. Point is her team is loosing even though Lynn’s the captain now, and while she’s perfectly encouraging it’s not winning games. Lynn is understandably dejected in the car not helped by the sports commentor guys from the game... commenting about it on the radio...

I mean.. I get sports can have dry spots and all that but who covers a middle school basketball team on the radio that isn’t the middle school radio station. I mean I genuinely can’t decide which is more sad... a radio personality doing a children’s baseball game on his own show, or having so much trouble getting one that he’s apperaing on the middle school radio show. And I COULD say it’s just a guest spot but he’s talking like he knows what’s going on intmatiley> Did his daughter ask him to? I mean I know radio’s fallen pretty far but I dind’t think it was that much in the basement. Do a podcast at least man.

Okay before I go on another Tangent point is Lynn feels it’s her fault as Captain.. which granted whoever the coach is should be .. but it genuinely looks like they don’t HAVE a coach. Maybe they had to sack him to pay for the newly refrubished av department? I dunno. Point is she feels bad and Lynn Sr vows to cheer her up.. before stopping for farm fresh eggs. Which.. yeah can’t blame him. He’s a cook, and Liam’s family likely has good prices. He can buy for both home and restraunt at once. I mean he has a van and only one occupant at the moment. Don’t judge him. But this little detour DOES help Lynn’s mood. Her problem is the team lacks a decent pitcher, since Lynn herself was banned for throwing one at a heckling goat. The Lawsuit is ongoing and that made me laugh a lot. But Lynn finds Happy Gilmore style that Liam.. has a really great arm. Granted instead of actuall balls it’s with cowpies because this series really loves a shit joke, hence the title and the new nickname for liam, the cow pie kid.. but compared to some of the series toilet humor it’s a lot less in your face. But with Liam being so good Lynn can’t help but sign him to the team and Liam being a sweetie pie is happy to agree. I have.. not hid even for a second how much I liked Liam or wanted him, and Stella, to show up outside of Lincoln episodes more often, or even get his own again. That day.. has come. Not only does LIam now have a roll entirely outside his friend group, but this episode’s about him and Lynn together.. not in that way.. yet. Someday.. Point is my boy is in the spotlight and I could not be happier. And thankfully.. Lynn’s at her best. What I feared would be an episode about her overtraining him and making him not enjoy the game, htat old chesnut instead.. she just genuinely helps mentor him. She’s tough but fair as she helps him get his aim right as he’s used to firing Cow Pie’s, so the weight distrbution is off. So she helps train him and .. it’s really cute honestly, with her genuinely helping him and showing a softer side and later realizing she had him thinking about it too hard and just having him not think.. and going by instinct naturally works for a carefree and easygoing guy like liam. Wouldn’t be suprised if he went ultra instinct eventually.. but that’s for another episode. They also have a pig pile together.. which sounds bad but is just pigs piling on liam and lynn gladly gets on top of the pigs and god that sounds worse. next scnee.

So Liam gets ahead and becomes the star pitcher for the zanarkand abes.. I mean the Royal Woods Kangaroos, and they just keep wining and wining and wining. Their like glomgold: all they do is win... but probably with less attempted corpse dancing. Problem is as we see during the montage Liam’s arm is slowly but surley getting cramped and while he wins hte next game.. his arm gives out from noodle arm. The good news is with rest, he can fix it, as her injury prone friend Paula, whose somehow allowed to play with crutches despite ALL the legal and moral issues that raises explains. but they don’t have days to rest it. So insane plans it is! So Lynn goes to her sisters for herlp..specifically lisa int he hopes her mad science can either fix his pain or turn him into the hulk. Neither happens.. yet. I mean LIam is so sweet if he IS a hulk, we won’t know yet. But the green door will.. it always knows. IT ALWAYS KNOWS. Lynn bemonas her luck.. before Lucy appears!

I JUST said last month when reviewing 11 louds a leapin that I missed the duo of her and lynn and lo and behold here we are. While we dno’t get much of the two fo them, it is still nice to see Lynn suprised by her scares and Lucy trying to use the dark arts to heal his pain.. which actually works. Lucy’s upgraded from wants to be a witch to full witch.

So yeah her dark magic works and now Liam is fine just fine as the championship game approaches. Until naturally it isn’t. While Lucy STOPPED the pain, she didn’t make anything better, just numbed it so Liam’s arm’s pretty bad and Lisa suggests there’s a 70 perfecnt chance he’ll wreck it if he does so.. and while Lynn is naturlaly, given one of her main traits is asshole, ready to risk that.. she realizes she can’t. Rusty is on her team following her orders.. and no matter how good a W feels.. she can’t trade in someone’s health for one. Honestly bettter than most sports managers ngl. So Paula subs in and misses, loosing them the game.. but Lynn. takes it in stride, having realized she can win next year and having finally realized what being the leader REALLY means. She can work on paula’s curve, give Liam a break, and win next time... which she’ll have because time dosen’t work normally in this show’s dimension and a solid timeline is just a pipedream, so she probably has another year of being 14 to redo this and has become aware of it. I’m scared and excited for what that means. Liam celebrates with a pig pile of two and we get a REALLY fucking cute shot of the two being happy and what not before a pig jumps on them still though.. yeah I ship it now. Liam taps into the space where I thought a black void of misery and douchebaggery was but ti turns out is in fact a heart, something few can do with Lynn and Lynn can protect him form bullies and is perfectly suited for his rough hewn farmboy styles. Point is their cut.e And so was this episode. IT was a really nice return to the series and it was again REALLY fucking great to see one of Lincoln’s firend,s and one of the GOOD ones at that, get a starring roll without him. HOpefully this keeps up and hopefully we see more of these two.

Saved by the Spell:

RUSTY SPOKES IS TRASH (Ring) I don’t have a saved by the spell font that’ll have to do. Point is he is but before we get to Rusty being Rusty, Lincoln is doing magic tricks at the table.

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Point is he’s excited to do it at the talent show. The next day his friends discuss doing something to make them look cool to everyone. WHich.. kids. i’ll level with you. You. are. NERDS. As a massive one in both size and nerdiness myself, there’s nothing wrong with that. 2/3 of you are lovely people. You’ll be fine. But you are geeks, and should be proud of that.. not so proud you evolve into an incel or it’s adjacent form of assholes mind you, but still proud of who you are. You are never going to be that cool by trying to appeal to everyone. Just be yourslef and the cool comes naturaly. Like kool aid, which is naturally made by milking the Kool Aid man. Be you.

But instead they decide to do a dance routine which.. let’s face it.. is probably just this spread across 6 people...

Point is maybe don’t do that. Also when Clyde does a dorky but endearing dance and says their going to shake their groove things, Rusty pipes in with “But cool”... and while sadly not as glorious as EVERYONE looking enitrely done with him like last time we saw this tool, Clyde clearly still does while the rest of hte Lincrew have no idea what the hell he’s on. I think their just.. numb to his stupidity and ego at this point. But when Lincoln shows off his magic they all hide him, fearing that magic.. is well for younger kids and this won’t play so well. Which isn’t an invalid fear: this is middle school and from personal experince, middle school can be hell.. and also one of hte best years of my life which shows the vast gulf between the two schools I was in but was also not the point. the point is kids can be cruel and maybe don’t do this. But lincoln gonna do it anyway because he has confidence.. and frankly given there was an ENTIRE episode about being yourself instead of putting on an asshole suit of armor to avoid being hurt, which Lynn finally took off again last episode, he’s right.. but the rest of them all feel THEIR ALL GOING TO LAUGH AT YOU. and since they don’t know if he has latent psychic powers or not can’t risk him getting pigs blood dumped on him so they plan to find some way to trick him out of it.. Clyde of course gets his stomach in nots because he’s not good with schemes or lying ot his best friend, both of which this is and requires.

Also Stella’s in the lead, as she should be. And she helps as her positive attudie makes what their doing come off as it should: KINDA douchey, but not intentionally so, they just worry about hteir freind getting pummled.. possibly by his own sister but now sh’es possibly with Liam that’s probably not as much of a worry. Or Chandler but frankly he’s going to do that no matter what.. and is probably getting his ass kicked himself by older kids who won’t toldeate his bs, so your clear. But their fears while a bit unfounded are understandable and well inteitoned if misguided, as we don’t know LIncoln’s act at this point or how well it’d go over with a mostly tweenager crowd, who can be the best as we’ve seen in recent tv.. or aboslutel monsters.. same deal. You either get Luz or you get BOscha, the inbetween is rare.

So cue our usual setup of a bunch of attempts to do something in a row, but like I said while i’m not a fan of reptition if it’s done well enough it works and with it’s rather sizeable supporting cast , LIncoln and Friends episodes usdually do make it work. In this case it does as each of the sensational 6, lincoln and clyde asid,e try their hand at it. Liam, being the golden child, just has the most direct and obvious route: swipe his magic stuff.. and runs off without letting them talk it out but unlike Rusty in the next attempt, his plan was actually viable.. he just gets tangled up in the scarves and taps out. Rusty is next ....and his idea is to.. show lincoln his killer dance moves to convince him normally.

Yup pretty much that. And somehow out of the four plans, RUSTY’S is the only one that dosen’t bring up any serious moral quandries. I know i’m shocked too. He just thinks his moves will do it when no they won’t, please stop it hurts to watch and I can’t turn the fuck away. This is my job you redheaded kanker sore! Gah it thankfully ends and is unsurisingly unsuccesful.

Also unsuprisingly, i’ve been waiting since i got that image to use it on Rusty. And as a third dollop of unsuprise I did not have to force it in any way shape or form. Point is it’s Zach’s turn as during the last two he’s been pushing really hard to use some form of brainwashing on his friend.. yes .. really.

Thought Rusty would be the first loud house character to get that one but hey if the shoe fits. Seriously I thought rusty was the creep among them but at least you know.. altering someone’s throughts to suit your own isn’t his go to move. Being excetsivly cocky and coming on too strong is but still better to take THAT out of the Zach Morris playbook than “brainwash people into dooing whatever you say because tha’ts not creeptagious.” And unsurpsingly it does not work.. on Lincoln it woroks on Meyrl for some reason. Thankfully it dosen’t though just.. Zach needs no power epsiecally over the mind.

So UNSUPRSINGLY, Stella has the working plnan.. and also unsuprisingly the last three just did theres by running off, running off and shouting the loudest. Again somehow Rusty is NO LONGER the most obnoxious one of the group. Zach won that title this episode. He’s still the most pathetic.. but i’m the most done with Zach who adds nothing to the dynamic or the planet or anything and I wish would just go away. Your home planet needs you.

But yeah Stella has the winning idea: pretending to be “Yodel Boy”, a student who was humilated at a talent show last year, proving sh’es not only a decent actress (I mean it’s obvious i’ts stella in a wig, padding and lederhosen, but points for the accent being okay and hey she’s in middle school), but also the smartest of them. Only one of those is a suprise. It works and Lincoln agrees.

So the night of the talent show they’ve caught him up to speed and prepare to celebrate, only for clyd eto open the wrong locker and reveal the yodel boy suit. WHy it was in there instead of at Stella’s house where this wouldn’t happen?

But yeah the cat’s out of the bag and lincoln leaves, depressed his friends think that little of him and lied to him. Which.. yeah completely fair. They tried talking to him, it did not work.. they shoudl’ve just left it at that. It would’ve SUCKED if he got bullied true, but it was his choice to go out there and take a risk and do what he loves. As someone whose constnatly self concious and had to fight to start writing like i’m doing now, I envy that kind of youthful confidence and thus wholly support him.

And finally.. so do his friends. Realizing they’ve been kinda crappy, they introduce lincoln instead and work as his assitants.. and.. it works. Stella gets sawn in half, Zach gets astounded by a card trick, and Liam wears a bunny outfit which is just.. precious. Good boy. Best boy. It’s a huge hit.. and we also get to seesome of the new background kids including one with pink hair who looks kinda nb. I’m just saying one of you should take a crack at them, they seem nice. But for now our heroes are haield as heroes, and the other 5 apologize to lincon and they do their now cemented and fucking adorable group hug. Happy ending to a pretty great episode, with decent gags, a good relatable plot, and Rusty being just the right amoutn of obnoxious. Good stuff. So that does it for this week. If you liked this review like or reblog it, check out my other work and come back later today for some duck content. and every week once the show returns. Until the next rainbow, it’s been a pleasure.

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