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nirvanawrites111 · 2 years

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Play Things (Jimin x Reader x Taemin)

Pairing: Taemin x Fem Reader, Jimin x Fem Reader

Word Count: 7633

Summary: You are a unique content creator that creates masterpieces that your best friend's fans can listen to enjoy their night.

Warnings: Fem Pronouns, NSFW, Femdom theme, cum eating, pegging, anal fingering, orgasm deprivation, degradation, name-calling whore, bitch, slut. Pet names Kitten, Princess. Strong language, Y/N is polyamorous AF

A/N: I worked really hard on this and it's the longest one-shot I've ever written. If you enjoy it please comment and reblog. Neither Jimin nor Taemin's sexual identity is defined in this story.

This is not meant to depict them in any way. It's just for entertainment purposes only!

"Ms. Y/L/N, will be with you shortly. Can I get either of you something to drink?" Y/N's dark-haired assistant's voice echoes through the waiting space of your office.

Neither Jimin nor Taemin responds. Jimin's attention is stuck to his phone, and his fingers swipe endlessly through his burner account on Twitter.

His eyes illuminate when he sees a picture of Ten Lee's ass bruised up. He can't remember when Ten has shared something that personal even on his burner account.

It’s not like it isn't the norm for Jimin's idol friends to post nudes, videos, or just random shit that they would rather keep tucked away from their die-hard fans.

Jimin posted tons of photos of his experiences with you. It always made him feel proud to be yours, even if he shared that spot with his best friend.

He strolls a bit more and finally looks up at your assistant. Though he can't remember her name, he can tell by her pressed lips and side-eye that she's annoyed.

"My bad. No, I'm good, thanks," Jimin nods, and his nose crinkles, and he smiles, showing all his teeth. He's learned that his smile will soften any situation.

"Not a problem. What about you, Mr. Lee?"

"I'm fine, thanks," Taemin responds. His attention is on his phone, and he is typing an email, but Jimin isn't sure who it is.

"Please don't hesitate to let me know if you need anything," The assistant honeyed voice is a bit softer than before, and a more peaceful smile now replaces her previous frown.

Jimin doesn't feed into it at all. Because he's not here to entertain your assistant, he wants to be with you and become putty in your hands.

"How long will you stay?" Taemin leans over and whispers to Jimin. Even though their conversations are NDA protected, he doesn't want to take any chances.

Taemin's eyes peep over at his best friend's phone. His head slightly tilts, and his mouth falls open.

"Whose ass is that?" Taemin's eyebrows furrow, and a slow smile starts to build.

"Ten."

"Wow, he has a nice ass. I've never noticed."

"It's alright. Is he dating someone?" Jimin asks. He expects Taemin to know something, being that they're in a group together.

Jimin knows everyone isn't exactly close, but he figures he should have some tea.

"Ten doesn't date. I know he posts a lot about being a sub. But I never know who he's with."

Taemin pulls out his phone and logins into his burner account.

"Now, I'm curious about who it was. Cause he never posts photos like this."

"Ms. Y/L/N, will now see you in the conference room. Follow me," The assistant, who Jimin can't seem to remember their name walks from around her desk and in front of them.

Both men get up and follow her down the hall. Her heels click against the marble floor.

Jimin sees all the plagues on the walls and the awards you have earned. He's proud of how far you've come in your business.

He admires how you decided to do something unorthodox to meet the needs of many people.

The assistant opens the door, and the lights automatically turn on. "She will be with you shortly. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask me. I'm here to serve you both," she says.

"Thanks," Taemin replies.

Once out of earshot, Jimin shuts the door. "She was flirting with us. Wasn't she?" Jimin asks.

"I don't know. I don't pay her any attention. So, are you going to tell Y/N the truth today?" Taemin questions him.

They have been best friends for years and have grown extremely close. Close to the point where you three are somewhat a throuple. But none of you would define it as that.

"I don't know, man. I don't think it's a good time."

He's had time to think about this for a while now. He hardly slept on the charter jet you rented for him. It's been on his mind for days. How could he share this information with you?

"You know Y/N doesn't like secrets," Taemin reminds him.

It's been a thing since the three of you became best friends. You don't like when they have inside jokes and make you feel left out.

Maybe it's something that stems from your childhood. Regardless you are not a fan of it.

"I know."

"So, you should tell her."

"After tonight. I will. How do you think she'll take it?"

"Pretend it doesn't bother her and talk shit about you to me," Taemin chuckles.

"Yeah, she still does that. Just like when you canceled on her, she told you it was fine. Well, she vented to me on FaceTime for two hours. Typical Y/N."

"I never cancel, but I had to do something for SuperM. Your situation is different."

"Of course, it is."

The door flies open, and Jimin sees you walk into the room. "Hello, gentlemen," you warmly greet them.

Jimin's mouth falls open, and he quickly bites his lip. He can't believe you would dress this sexy at your job. Your hair is dyed black with red ombre highlights at the bottom. Your hair is wand curled perfectly with every hair in place.

"Damn, you look good." Jimin is the first to speak, and he can't hold back how he feels.

He's still trying to take in how you are walking around the office with a short black strapless leather mini dress that is hugging every single curve. It stops just a few inches about your center.

Your breast fills out the top portion perfectly. Your fishnet stockings cover your flower tattoo on your thigh you got when Taemin got his peony flower on his side.

"Thanks, babe," you reply.

"I have to agree. Do a spin for us," Taemin's eyes are on you, but he wants to be in between the thighs more than ever.

You spin around slowly to let the men take it all in that you did all of this to appeal to them.

Excitement floods your body, and you feel your stomach leap. You are ready to be with them.

It's been almost three weeks since you last saw Jimin and two weeks since you saw Taemin.

"Our Dom is looking fine as hell," Jimin compliments you. You bask in the praise because that is what you crave to hear.

"Of course, I am. Have you boys eaten?" You ask.

"No," they both reply.

"Let's get to my house so I can feed you two," You wink, and Jimin knows that means much more than just food.

*** The wind isn't too bad, and you aren't worried about your curls getting messed up.

Your hair stylist used just enough products to ensure your curls don't fall. You need your hair to be perfect all night long.

The calming yet roaring crashing of the waves puts you at ease.

Your lips found their way to curl into a smile. You admire the dark hues of the water and the reflection of the glowing light source against the ocean.

"Y/N, you are quiet tonight. What's on your mind?" Jimin approaches you and leans close to you.

Jimin props his arms against the railing of your balcony.

"Nothing, just excited to see you both."

It's the truth, but you are overthinking how everything will play out tonight.

You know the dynamics of being with Jimin differs from being with Taemin.

While on the surface, their energy seems similar, they are very different regarding sexual needs.

You turn to the side to look at Jimin. You notice the fact that he isn't wearing makeup. Which you know it is intentional. You love him either way.

But there is just something so hot about seeing him when his lips aren't being contoured to appear smaller.

Without hesitation, you lean in and kiss him.

His hands find your lower back, and you feel a sparkle inside you. You are lost within a steamy kiss, and he moans for you.

"Damn, I needed that, Domi." His words dance against your lips, and you feel that electric spark charging throughout your body.

You want to give in and tell him how much you needed that.

But, you don't want to appear thirsty. After all, you are the dominant one in this partnership.

You take a step back, and the railing presses against your body. You stare into his eyes, and you admire how his hair is jet black compared to the light brown color it was a few weeks ago.

Even in the short few weeks you last saw him. His hair has grown a little past his ears. It's healthy with messy, full curls.

The word "Domi" rings in your head. You admire how he casually calls you Domi, which triggers the beginning of the play.

Now the power can shift safely to you because he has called you your favorite pet name, a play on Domme.

"Of course, you needed that. Your Domi always knows what you need and when you need it. Isn't that, right?" You express in a tone of dominance. Your voice is breathy yet stern.

"Yes, Domi," he submits to you.

You pull away from Jimin since his play time has officially started.

But, you still have to activate things with Taemin.

You stroll over to Taemin, and he's on his phone. He looks up at you, and you're towering over him from where he's sitting. Your hands are on your hips.

"What has your attention tonight?"

"Nothing in particular. I want it to be you, but I feel like tonight is going to be a competition," Taemin replies. His eyes are still on his phone.

"Eyes on me."

"Yes, mistress." He tosses his phone to the side of him and sits up. His obedience spends a chill up your spine.

You take a moment to notice he's wearing some makeup—nothing too much, just light lip gloss and eyeliners.

His hair is jet black but past his ears and dusts his shoulders. The grey extensions peek through, and you hope he has it sowed in because you plan on pulling his hair tonight.

Taemin's submission is activated for you, and now you are allowed to play with him in any way that you like.

Your finger traces the collar that you bought him for his twenty-eighth birthday.

"You don't want to be with your mistress tonight?"

"I do, mistress. I want it more than anything,"

"So, what is this talk about competition. Your fans requested this. You don't want to disappoint them, do you?"

"No, mistress."

"Do you want to disappoint me?"

"No, mistress," he shakes his head.

"Good boy. Tonight, will be fun. I always make you cum and take care of you. Don't I?"

"Yes, mistress. You do."

"Good. Let's eat," you say.

You go over to the dinner table, and you pull out their chairs for them. They come over to you and stand behind you.

"Sit," you instruct them.

Jimin sits on the left, and Taemin sits on the right. They sit down. The chef has already prepared a light feast for you and your guest tonight.

You move to the opposite side of the table.

"So Domi, what have you been doing. I haven't seen you in a few weeks," Jimin says.

The balcony is your favorite hangout spot. You have a lot of fun memories here.

You spend more time on it than you do inside your home. You love how your balcony has protection for rainy nights.

"Working on expansions. I'm not sure we told you, but Taemin has agreed to do a toy line for us," you express.

You take a sip of your water, and you can feel a bit of tension from Jimin.

Jimin glances over at Taemin and gives him a questioning look.

"A sex toy line?" Jimin gasps. "Why wasn't I included in this conversation?"

"Yeah, it was a random thought in the middle of the night. I'm sure mistress will let you do it, too," Taemin says.

"Hmm.." Jimin presses his lips together and folds his arms across his chest. Now he's pouting and throwing a slight temper tantrum.

"Are you acting out already?" You narrow your eyes and raise a questioning eyebrow.

"No," Jimin shakes his head.

"You are welcome to do it if you want to," You suggest.

Things have been hectic the last couple of weeks. You have barely seen or talked to Jimin. So, you didn't have the time to tell him. You were surprised to see that he showed up tonight.

"I don't know. Am I being paid for this?"

"You know that you get paid for everything you do," You force a laugh. He can't seriously think you would make him do it for free?

Is he trying to get underneath your skin? You aren't sure what's with the sudden attitude.

You want things to run smoothly tonight. It's the first time you three will be together in a sexual situation. So, tonight must be perfect.

"I'll think about it. Send the details to my manager," Jimin says.

"I mean, what's there to consider it. It's another stream of revenue."

There's more that you want to tell them. But you aren't sure how they will react to it. You toy with your rose quartz crystal necklace.

"True, but I only want my dick inside of you, Domi."

"That's cute. I think your fans would love to feel you inside of them, too, even if it's just a replica."

"I still want to think about it."

"Not a problem."

"You remember Ten, right Domi?" Jimin goes on to speak, and your heart drops. You carefully chew at your lip.

You stop yourself from biting at your lip, and you remain still in your seat. Why wouldn't you know Ten?

"Yeah, of course. He's been to a few of Tae's parties."

The Dom in you wants to question why he's asking you this. You feel a thickness in your throat chakra, and you swallow hard.

"He posted some photos on Twitter of his bruises from his dom. I can't say I'm surprised," Jimin say.

"Interesting."

There's a moment of empty silence, and you feel Taemin's eyes on you as well. What do they know that they aren't saying?

"Yeah, I mean, he's private about his life, so I wonder what provoked him to post that," Taemin adds.

"I find it even more interesting that the chair in the photo matches the one in your playroom," Jimin further adds fuel to the fire.

"Why does that concern you?" Your mouth goes dry. You are caught red-handed. You lean forward against the table.

"I mean, I didn't think you were working with other idols," Jimin's eyes avert away from you.

"Yes, I made some expansions to the business. However, it's not personal. It's business," you attempt to reassure him.

It was just work, right? Flashbacks of Ten being so obedient during your session pop into your head.

Ten loved the pain he let you inflict on you. You couldn't remember the last time you went that dark. It wasn't something you enjoyed doing with Jimin or Taemin because you are best friends outside of this business arrangement.

"Have you debuted his episode yet?" Taemin asks.

"Not yet. It's scheduled to be released in a few days. Is that okay?" you ask.

Jimin looks over at Taemin before he speaks. "Did you fuck him?" Jimin's question is direct. But, you aren't going to fall into his trap.

"I guess you'll have to listen to the episode to find out," You tease.

"I guess so," Jimin gets up from his seat, and you jump to push him back down.

Your hand is carefully against his chest. His eyes are stuck on you. A slight smirk appears on his face when he sits back down in his chair.

"Are you being spicy with me?" Your words are straightforward, and you are towering over him.

The eye contact is still intense, and you don't have the patience to wait for an answer.

"No, Domi. I just wish I would have heard about the expansion from you," Jimin's confession slips from his lips, and you can hear the disappointment in his voice.

You now realize that's why he's been a little different tonight. More bratty than usual.

"I hear you and respect your opinion," You validate Jimin's feelings because you know that's what makes him feel safe and secure.

You run your tongue across your lips, and you sit back down in your chair.

"Ten and I only have a working relationship. He wanted to expand into the sex voice acting business, and I made it happen for him," you explain.

"Can you just give us a heads-up next time?" Taemin asks.

"If you must know, I have a few more applications to go through. I did see Ravi and Kai's names. Not sure if they are serious or not. Have they mentioned it to either of you?" you ask.

"Kai?" Jimin's jaw drops.

"Ravi?" Taemin jerks his head back.

This is the reason why you haven't told them about the expansion. They have allowed their emotions to get in the way of business.

You look down at your phone and see a text message from Ten.

Ten: Mistress, I can't wait for our episode to drop.

You: What made you post that photo on Twitter?

Ten: You. I felt inspired.

You decided not to text him back. You don't need the conflicting emotions ruining your night with your favorite subs.

Ten isn't your submissive, and it wasn't deeper than just a regular session that you have had with other people. So, you couldn't chastise him. The things you do when you aren't "at work" with Taemin and Jimin are very different.

Ten: Is it a problem? I can delete it. I just never had a woman dominate me the way you did. I can't stop thinking about it.

You smile at the text message, but you turn your iPhone screen off. You don't even want to think about him right now.

"So, how are your solo promotions going, Jimin?" you ask.

"It's different—a lot of responsibility and decisions. Taemin tried to explain how different it is. It's more stressful than I thought, but I am excited," Jimin explains.

"I can understand that. I remember when Taemin was working on Advice, he was so busy and stressed. He doesn't allow me to fuck him during the album creation time," you giggle.

"It's how I can channel my creativity. It was worth it after the album dropped." Taemin giggles.

"Anything else going on with the business?" Jimin asks.

"Well, since our subscribers found out you two were doing a collab with me, I have a lot of pre-orders for this episode. Usually, it's just one or the other," You say.

"I mean, I think it's a good idea. Where are we going to record it?" Jimin asks.

"My bedroom," you say.

"Oh really? I thought that was off-limits?" Jimin asks.

"It's going to be special. I already had my team set up the mics," you say.

"I am excited about this. I wouldn't do this for anyone else," Taemin says.

"I know. I appreciate you both for supporting my business and helping it grow," you say.

"Always," Jimin says.

***

You are in the mirror applying the last bit of long-lasting red lipstick. You are a bit giddy for tonight.

You have so many thoughts in mind. Will it be chaotic? Will they cum too fast? It's been weeks since you had either of them. It's the first time you are having both at the same time.

You have a special "relationship" with each of them.

You exhale a deep sigh and step out of your bathroom. You look at them both wearing matching harnesses and black leather pants. You feel your pussy clench at the sight of these two beautiful men.

How were you so lucky to have these two in your bedroom simultaneously?

"Ready?" you smile.

"Yes," they both respond in unison.

You walk over to your computer and hit the audio record button. This content is going to make a lot of people happy.

***

"On your knees," You command Taemin and Jimin to assume their favorite position in front of you. It's the words Taemin's been waiting to hear all day.

Hell, he's been waiting for the last few weeks since he left your playroom.

He still can't get over the fact that you are breaking your number one rule about playing in your bedroom.

Taemin knows that your business means a lot to you.

Taemin's knees weaken, and he's already kneeling in front of you.

He knows that Jimin's brat behavior has you worked up. You seem a bit tense.

Taemin knows that you're going to take it out on them both.

"Jimin, you were rather mouthy earlier today. You know how I feel about being questioned about my other subs." Taemin watches you step forward in front of Jimin. A small wave of jealousy watches over him, because he wants to be touched first by his mistress.

You yank Jimin's collar that has your name on it. Jimin's mouth opens, and he starts to speak.

"I'm sorry, Domi. I don't like sharing you," Jimin whines a bit, and Taemin sees the darkness in your eyes. Both of you are going to pay for his comment.

Taemin feels a poke at the center of his pants.

Arousal seeps through his pores, and now he wants your fingers all over him. He wants nothing more than to feel your touch against his skin. Your fingers wrapped around his throat while his hand stroked his dick.

"I agree with Jimin. Finding out that you've been with someone else hurts," Taemin adds to the conversation. He wants to rile you up and make you take it out on him.

"So, you're jealous, too?" Your voice rips through the bedroom and ricochets off the walls.

"Uh-hmm," Taemin shyly looks away and down at the ground.

He's setting you up and moving the ball in your court. He wants you to know that he isn't going to let anyone take his or Jimin's spot. In his eyes, they are number 1 and can never be replaced.

You walk away from them and over to the black leather couch in the corner of your bedroom. You sit down, and you give your first instruction.

"Lee Taemin, come here," You command.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin replies. He eagerly races over to you.

"Sit," you point to the floor in front of you.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin sits down on his knees, but a bit of sadness emerges. He still hasn't felt your fingertips against his skin. He wants to be marked up by you so he can post on Twitter.

To let any other idols know that he belongs to you.

You notice Taemin's eager eyes on you. They haven't left you, and you know he wants to say something to you.

"What's on your mind, Taemin?"

"I want to be punished... Mistress. I want to be marked," Taemin shyly confesses. His voice is shaky, but you heard his words loud and clear.

"Be patient, baby. Mistress got you," you tell him.

Your focus is on Jimin now. Even though Taemin tries to act bratty, that's not him. He's not a brat. He's the most obedient slut you've ever encountered.

Jimin is the one you need to make an example of and humble.

"Jimin... Come here bitch." You yell in an elevated tone. "Crawl to me."

"Yes, mistress," Jimin responds and crawls seductively over to you.

"Taemin hand, mistress her paddle," you say. You watch him retrieve it from the toys on the table next to you.

"Here you go, mistress," You say. You place the paddle next to you, and Taemin returns to being on his knees in front of you. Jimin is on one all fours, and his eyes are on you.

"Lay across my lap Jimin," you instruct.

"Absolutely, mistress," Jimin ambitiously says.

Taemin clenches his teeth and watches Jimin climbs up and lie across your lap. Jimin turns his head and sticks his tongue out to provoke Taemin.

You rub your hand against his soft cheeks and adjust to him in your lap.

"Ugh, why do you have to look so good like this. Waiting to be punished. I swear you do this on purpose. Don't you?"

"No, Domi. I would never."

"You need to be taught a lesson."

"You are right. I shouldn't be so mouthy. I'm sorry, mistress."

"You're sorry for what?"

"Being a jealous whore. I'm sorry, I won't do it again."

"Good."

"Well, I won't do it for tonight," Jimin adds and squirms in your lap because he knows what's about to come next.

"Of course, you're testing me," You smack his ass with the paddle without warning. His ass ripples, and Jimin lets a soft, gentle moan.

"Taemin pull off his pants for me. I want him to get the full experience. Sluts like him must get punished. Right, Taemin?" You instruct.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin gets up from his knees, and he feels his stomach hardened.

Jimin is playing a game and making this a competition. He makes a mental note of it. He reaches over and grabs at Jimin's waist to pull down his pants as he's been instructed.

He folds them and places them next to you on the sofa. He returns to his space on the floor.

"Taemin... You're such a good boy," you say, slapping Jimin's ass again with the paddle. This time you can fully see his ass in a thong. You admire the beauty of the way his ass jiggles each time you slap it harder with the paddle.

Each time Jimin moans and squirms around in your lap. But, you hold him still with one hand. The sight alone makes you want to bite his ass. But right now, you are here to discipline him.

"Jimin, on the other hand, needs to learn that being jealous won't get him far," you tease.

"I will be good, I promise," Jimin moans. It's a noticeable moan that slips through his juicy lips. He knows exactly what he's doing.

"You have no choice, or I will deprive you of your release," you say.

"Yes, mistress," you whack his ass again.

"Now, tell me thank you for your punishment," you say. You spank his ass again, and each time he thanks you for it. But, the moaning is provoking something inside of you.

"Thank you, mistress," Jimin moans louder, and you can tell that you aren't the only one affected by this interaction.

"Come here, Taemin," you say.

"Taemin take off your pants," you say. You notice that Taemin has on a black thong with your name on the front of it.

"Oh, so even your thong has my name on it. You belong to me?" you question.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin says.

"Straddle me," you say.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin replies. You know that he's been so patient, waiting for your attention.

He even tried to defy you just so that he could feel your touch. But, you know that isn't him. You know him too well.

Taemin straddles you, and you lift his shirt and toss it next to you. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Jimin next to you. You know that he wants to be in your lap like this.

"So, you're hard for me?" You ask. His erection presses against you. You know that it needs to be freed, but not yet.

"Always and only for you," Taemin says.

You kiss on his neck and bites him. Taemin jumps in your lap and mutters with excitement.

"Can I touch my dick, mistress?" Jimin asks from next to you two on the couch.

"Yes, but I will tell you to stop, and you have to every time I tell you," you say.

"Mmm.. yes, mistress," Jimin says.

You grab onto Taemin's neck, bring him close to your lips and kiss him.

"Got damn, baby," you moan, and you feel Taemin's lower half wind in your waist, and you can see Jimin out of the corner of your eyes stroking his dick, watching you too.

You let go of Taemin's throat and slip your tongue into his mouth.

"No, choke me, mistress. You know I like it," Taemin whimpers for you. He's so vulnerable in your lap and wants nothing more than to be used by you. You want to fall apart right there.

The desperation is written all over his face, and his lips are slightly open, waiting for your next move.

You grab Taemin's throat this time with more force, and you look over at Jimin, still stroking his dick, and he closes his eyes.

"Stop, Jimin," you say. You want to taunt him because this will only make him hungrier for you.

You return to kiss Taemin, and your tongue is back in his mouth. Your hand slips into his thong, and you stroke his dick. You can feel it hardened in your hand, and it needs to be freed from his thong.

"Mmm..mistress, I missed you," Taemin moans again.

"Mmm... I missed you too, slut," you say. "I saw those pictures you posted on your bubble the other day. You are being a tease," you say.

"I just wanted your attention," Taemin says.

"Come here, Jimin," You call over to him, and he moves closer to you. You lean over and slip your tongue inside of Jimin's mouth.

You can't let him feel left out. You have to make sure you attend to both of their needs. Your hand is still inside Taemin's thong. Your left hand has now found its way into Jimin's thong.

You don't want to leave either one out.

"Fuck mistress.. I've missed your touch on me," Jimin says. You switch from kissing Jimin to back to Taemin. You do this for a while. You switch between both of your lovers, and you can feel the tension. It's been building all day. Both of them have been acting out because they want you.

All they want is to be taken care of by you. You give them everything they could ever want or need regarding a sexual connection.

"Let's move to the bed," you pull away from kissing Jimin. You breathe profoundly, catching your breath.

You stand up and hold Taemin with his body around you. You can easily carry him. You toss him against the bed, and his lips curl into a grin.

"Damn, I like it when you're rough with me," Taemin says.

"I know... I toss you around like a little bitch," you giggle.

"Let's play a little game," you insist.

"I've wanted to taste both of you since I saw you tonight. So, let's see who can last the longest."

"What's the reward?" Taemin asks.

"Whoever can last will get to get fucked first."

"Sounds good," Taemin says.

"I don't think I'll be able to make it," Jimin laughs.

"We shall see. Lay on your backs.”

You remove Taemin’s thong and toss it over your shoulder. You do the same thing with you Jimin.

You go over to the table to grab a few toys. You place them in the middle of them. You lie vibrators, cock rings, lube, and butt plugs in between them.

You climb onto Jimin first because you can tell he's revved up for you. You straddle him and grind your center against him.

"Mistress... if you keep doing that, I'm going to cum."

"Doing what?" you ask.

"Rubbing your pussy against me. I haven't come in weeks. I've been saving it for you. I haven't even touched it until night," Jimin says.

"Why haven't you touched it?"

"You told me because I posted that shirtless picture on IG that I was on punishment."

"Exactly.. you're my one sub that stays in trouble," you say.

"I can't help it. The punishment feels good," Jimin expresses.

You shut him up with kisses, and you feel his body shudder. You move down his body and lick down his abs. You stop when you get to his dick. You place gentle kisses on it. You watch his body shudder again.

"Why are you so sensitive to my touch, Jimin?"

"I'm addicted to you," Jimin says. You grab the lube.

"I know, so spread your legs for your Dom. Let me take care of you," you squirt lube on your fingers and rub against his inviting hole.

You stick one finger inside of him, and he clenches around your finger.

"Fuck," A moan slips from his lips, and it's music to your ears. Jimin is right. He's not going to last long. You stop fingering him and add more lube. You grab his favorite toy, his vibrating butt plug, and put it inside him.

"You're not going to last long.. are you, baby?" you ask.

"No," Jimin shakes his head and grips the sheets.

"I'm not going to turn it yet, because I need to get Taemin lubed up. But, you are free to toy yours. But, don't cum yet," you say.

Jimin nods and reaches down to adjust the butt plug inside of him. He's whining a bit, but you know it's because he needs you.

You crawl over to Taemin, and he spreads his legs and holds them by his ears because he's ready. More than prepared to receive you tonight.

"Anxious.. aren't we?" you grab the lube and get him ready for tonight.

You coat your fingers with lube and get his ass ready. You finger his ass, and you aren't going to hold back on him.

"Shit.. mistress," Taemin says between clenched teeth. He holds his legs and looks down at you working his hole. You smirk because you don't care who cums first. You want to suck both of them off.

You notice Taemin is leaking a bit of pre- cum and you want to lick it off. But, you quickly rub it against it your finger. You smear it against his lips.

"Clean your lips for your mistress. Taste yourself," you say. Taemin doesn't even hesitate and savors the taste of himself on his lips.

"Thank you, mistress," Taemin says.

“Your cum is the only lip gloss I want on your lips.” You sneer.

You put his toy inside of him. You get off the bed, and you get down at the foot of the bed. You get on your knees, and you call out to your subs.

"Come here," you command. The tone in your voice is low, but still stern. You are ready to taste them.

"Mistress.. you don't have to get on your knees for us," Jimin says.

"Oh, trust me, this is where all the power is," you say, and you wrap your hand around Taemin's dick. You stroke his dick with your right hand.

You grab the left side of Jimin's waist and pull him a little closer to Taemin.

"Don't cum, Princess," you say, and before Jimin can respond, you cover his dick with your mouth.

Jimin looks so beautiful underneath the low pink led lights in your bedroom. His full round lips are slightly jarred, and he can't stop looking at you.

It seems like you put a spell on him that he doesn't want anyone else but you.

That's why he's been so jealous lately. He can't explain what it is about you, but he quickly does whatever you say.

"Mmm. I love it when you call me Princess," Jimin bites his bottom lip, and you grab his dick with your left hand. Your left hand replaces your mouth, and now you lean over to the right to get to Taemin.

Taemin moves in front of you to make it easier for you. You hold onto his waist and suck his dick. Your mouth is almost like a suction cup, and you work your mouth. Taemin might be trying to hold back because you can feel his legs tremble a bit.

You grab your remote controls out of your left pocket and turn on both butt plugs. Your mouth forms into a wicked grin when they both moan out your name because their plugs are giving them that extra pleasure.

You are pulling out all the bells and whistles tonight. You want them to know that no one will ever take their spot.

"Both are y'all are mine," you say.

"Mmm.. yess mistress," Taemin moans.

"Always, Domi," Jimin groans.

You feel Taemin's legs shake, and you pull back. You watch him tremble for you. "Mistress... I need to cum so bad."

"Mmm... I guess you're going to be watching me and Jimin fuck first. Huh?" you look up into his eyes. You can see the desperation in his eyes, and you know he wants to cum down your throat so bad.

"Uh-hmm," Taemin nods. You return to pleasure, Jimin, and you continue to stroke Taemin. Your mouth moves quicker than before. You know that if you wanted to, you could make them both cum already. But, you are taking your time. You want to drag it out.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Jimin explodes in your mouth, and you deep throat him. You swallow all of his warm seed. His legs buckle, and he lays back on the floor. Thankfully, there's a nice rug to break his fall.

Taemin's cum ooze on your hand. You lick some of your hand and then make Taemin clean off the rest.

"Mmm.. that was hot," you say. You waste no time and pull Taemin down on the floor. You position Taemin so that he's in front of the couch.

You don’t have on panties so you rip a hole in the center of your lace panty hoses.

You straddle him and slide down on his dick. Jimin sits down on the couch with his legs spread.

"I've missed your pussy so much," Taemin mewls, an elicit sound that your body craves to hear. You feel at one with him and slowly rock your hips. You push Taemin's hands above his head and peer deeply into his eyes.

"It's missed you, more," you announce. You study Jimin over on the couch, who is watching the two of you join together as one. Your attention zooms in on how Jimin is stroking his dick.

"You like watching me fuck your best friend?" You torment Jimin because you know that only turns him on even more. Your left hand moves up to your breasts, and you squeeze your left nipple. You grab Taemin's hand and guide him to where you at.

You know Taemin wouldn't touch you unless directed, and you love his reverence for you.

"Yes, Domi. I love watching Taemin being dominated by you. It's so hot," Jimin's hand movements increases.

"Mmm... I love teasing you, Jimin," you cry out.

"Rub my clit, kitten," you advise Taemin.

Taemin strokes your clit without hesitation, and it sends euphoric shock waves to your center.

The combination of him being buried inside of you, playing with your nipple and clit, and Jimin stroking is sending you over the edge. You want to cum all over his dick.

Taemin sobs out your name. He's such a needy little whore who enjoys being dominated by you and only you. He blabbers out something, but you can't make it out.

"Use your words, kitten," you say.

"I... need.. I need to cum inside of you. Please, mistress," Taemin begs.

"Not yet, kitten," you say. You continue to ride him. You spin around on his dick that now your ass is facing him. You love the way his dick feels in this position. It hits your g-spot perfectly.

You switch back to facing him because you want to watch his face when he cums inside you. There is something about watching him orgasm that sends you to another level.

"Are you ready to cum... you little slut?" You ask.

"Yess... mistress," he whines.

"Cum inside of me," you say.

You look over at Jimin. "Stop touching yourself. I want you to save that nut for me," you instruct. You can see that Jimin wants to object, but you are in control here. No one gets to cum unless you say so, or it's punishment.

You wrap your hand around his throat, and you watch him close his eyes tight. He's too shy to release with his eyes open. You unravel onto top of him, and you feel your body shake with his.

"You know you gotta clean me out, Taemin," you tease.

You move your body so that you're kneeling over Taemin's face.

"Yess, mistress. I love tasting our cum together," Taemin says.

"Fuck, you're such a dirty slut." You can barely get the words out when you feel his tongue press against your clit a few times.

He moves down to your center and shoves his tongue inside of you. Your pussy clenches and you feel yourself release.

Taemin slurps out all of the cum, and your body trembles. "I love the way we taste, mistress," Taemin says.

"So hot, isn't it?" You mention and look back over at Jimin.

You roll off Taemin. His face is glistening with your juices all over his face. He did so good for you tonight.

"Good job, kitten," you say and kiss him on the lips for a final time.

"Thank you, mistress." Taemin blushes after receiving the praise that he so desires. You stand up off the floor, and you go over to Jimin, sitting on the couch. You grab his hair.

"Come here bitch," you pull him by the hair and lead him over to the bed. You push him against the bed, and you can tell you are already in for a fight.

You originally had other plans for him. But, you have to change things up.

"Yes, dominate me.. Domi. I love it," Jimin sneers.

"Eager are we?"

"Always."

"Taemin, bring me the black strap, please," you toss over your shoulder.

“Yes, mistress,” Taemin replies.

It wasn't your original plan to top anyone. But, you have to give the little whore what he's craving. Plus, you need to punish him.

"Mmm.. ruin my hole," Jimin cheers. He better be careful what he's asking for.

You grab him by his collar and turn him over. "Shut up whore," you slap his ass a few times. You grab the lube off the bed and remove his toy. You toss it onto it the bed and lube him up.

You shove two fingers inside of him, and you feel him clench around your fingers. He's ready for you. But, you already know that.

Taemin hands you the strap, and you can see a slight disappointment in his eyes. Of course, he wanted you to peg him, too.

Taemin helps you put on your strap because he's always going to do anything to serve you. You pour the lube on the strap and watch it drip all over it.

"Next time," you mouth to Taemin.

"Get sit on the chair, Taemin. I want you to see what happens when you are a bratty sub like your best friend," you say.

You position Jimin in front of you and carefully slide inside of him. You find your rhythm easily.

"You want your tight little hole to be ruined, huh?" You chant from behind Jimin. He doesn't respond as quickly as you would like. So, you grab his hair from the back.

"Answer me slut," you fuck him faster and smack his ass with your right hand. You are pounding his little hole he wanted so badly to be ruined.

"Yesss... I crave to be ruined by you," Jimin whimpers, and the melody of it makes you feel on top of the world. He's your little bitch, and you own his ass. No one else in the world can fuck him the way you do.

You lean forward and bite him on his neck. You suck on the sensitive skin, and he flounders underneath you. You bit him harder because you want to leave marks. You want to make sure everyone knows he’s yours.

"Whose ass is this?" You shout into his ear and grab his throat from behind you.

"Yours, Y/N!" He cries out to you. You can tell he's already in a frenzy because he's throwing it back on your strap. You love seeing him being a whore for you.

"Damn fucking right."

"Fuck," Jimin whimpers over and over again. His hands are gripping your expensive comforter, and you know he wants to cum. He's shaking a little bit. You reach around him to stroke his dick.

"Yess... Domi. I'm gonna cum," Jimin says.

"Oh really? Just like that. My strap has you wanting to cum?"

"Hmm..mmh," Jimin blubbers.

You fuck him harder because you want to bring him ever closer to his climax.

You're giving him everything you got. You hold tightly to his waist.

"You ready to cum?" You ask.

"Uh-huh," Jimin cries, and you pull out your strap. He leans over the bed and says. "No, please... put it back in. I need it, Domi. I'll be good."

"Nope. I'm not letting you cum from my strap. Next time don't be so bratty, and I'll let you cum," you say.

"No, pleaseeee," Jimin gets on his knees in front of you. He's still so hard, and you can tell he'll do anything to get that nut.

"Nope," you reach down and kiss him on the forehead. "Hopefully, next time, you learn how to talk to Domi. Good night."

A/N: I really hope you enjoyed it! I had so much fun writing it! Also, comment if you want more. I mean there is so much I can do with this one-shot. I want to turn it into a story. Especially since there isn't a lot of femdom content on here.

Let me know if you want a story!

-Nirvana

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hwanchaesong · 3 years

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Hiii ! Can i request ateez as dads, please? thank u in advance 🤧💘

ATEEZ as dads:

a/n: I already gave their child a gender in this one so here ya go, I hope you like it~ ( ◜‿◝ )♡

Hongjoong:

ladies and gentlemen, we may now witness the softest hj on earth

when he first held his daughter, all that he can think of is 'love at first sight really does exist'

is always on the house after your childbirth, wanting to look after his family

teaches his daughter how to read and write

in his child's toddler period, you noticed that she always taps furnitures, like making beats

you told hongjoong about this and he is PSYCHED

immediately brought his daughter in his studio, showing her around and telling her stories about music

ofc this is hongjoong we're talking about, he made a lot of songs for his princess

even made a whole ass album dedicated for her

like how his mother did before when he was young, he also dresses her up in pretty clothes

does matching outfits with his daughter and takes photos of it, posting it on social media and boasting how pretty she is

he customizes some of her clothing as well, designs her shoes and makes accessories for her

he might be busy at times but never busy when his child calls for him

always there for important events and occasions, birthdays, first day of school and many more

proud af when his daughter called mint choco a 'toothpaste' right infront of San

even prouder of her when her first word is 'captain' (he repeats that word when he is with his daughter so that she'll learn it faster)

an excellent father, who will always put his child's well being and happiness on the top of his list

"Yes! I am captain, and you are my princess. You really are a smart one, good thing you inherited that from me."

Seonghwa:

cries like a madman when he first saw his son, bc finally he achieved his dream of having a baby and hongjoong did not make it for him

holds his child carefully, cooing at how adorable his baby is

he is so family-oriented that he gives most of his time taking care of his son

he wants you to rest after all you've gone through, such a sweet man

basically acted like a mother himself

changes the diapers, feeding, waking up at night to calm the crying baby down

spends time with his son a lot, showing him his collection of figurines

his son wants that cool looking robot? let's buy it

oh, he wants to try that flavor of ice cream? let's eat then

now he wants to go to the amusement park? what are you waiting for, let's go

he literally spoils his baby boy, giving him everything he wanted to the point that you have to step in and stop him

is really good at disciplining tho

talks to his son calmly that what he did was wrong, hugging him afterwards after a compliment of 'that's my good boy'

never uses violence because he believes that it is not the right way to scold a child

doesn't raise his voice in front of him as well, not wanting his son to do the same

he wants his son to grow up into a kind yet strong man

there are those times when he pinches his son's cheeks before kissing him afterwards

learned how to bake just to impress his son, and also because he wants to make the birthday cake himself

he loves his son so much that he is willing to drop or give everything in the universe for him

"Always remember that father loves you, okay? I will always be here for you to protect and guide you."

Yunho

big smile and loving eyes all the way

will literally melt when he saw his baby girl be comfortable in his hold

the type of father to cry when his child cries

very loving, patient, and positive parenting

calls his daughter cute nicknames

'small bear', 'puppy', 'moon pie'

never says his daughter's name when he is scolding her, not wanting to associate her name into bad things

buys things impulsively just because it reminded him of his child

has a lot of hobbies that he shared with his child

teaches her how to play video games, automatically making it their bonding time

cups his daughters face and kisses the crown of her head, saying that it's his way of passing his luck to her

always making sure to accompany his kid while eating, he thinks that it's a great time to converse with her as well

he dances with her a lot of course, showing his moves and her copying it afterwards

also them giggling when she failed but it's fine, Yunho's there to assure her that she did great

he watches videos on youtube, learning different hairstyles and doing it on his daughter

uses adorable clips and ribbons

then later you'll see that his daughter's putting the accessories on his head instead

he also reminds her of how the world goes, wanting her to grow up as a wise person

"It's okay bubs, you always do great. You are amazing, excellent, what more can I say? Appa is and will always be so proud of you."

Yeosang

tried to remain calm but the giddiness of seeing his child for the first time makes him jump around

he can't hide the awe in his eyes when he saw his baby

it's so tiny and adorable and it also inherited his birthmark!!

you sometimes see him caress the birthmark on his daughter's face while she sleeps, him sporting a fond expression

accompanies his child to school, them walking together as he holds her tiny hand

he leaves messages and notes for his baby to find throughout the day

'If you can open the third drawer on the kitchen, you'll find a piece of candy there'

'did you know that your father is a statue? find it out for yourself then ;) '

he meticulously teaches her the multiplication table

planning to put shame into Wooyoung if his 7 year old daughter can beat him in a multiplication game

orders chicken for his daughter, wanting her to enjoy good food

he teaches his daughter how to stakeboard, showing how it's done and her thinking how cool her father is

also shows her his collection of drones, and her calling it 'electronic flies'

he once dressed up as a prince in his daughter's birthday party

then he kneeled down on knee, asking her for a dance

you were legit crying as you watch them dance in the middle of the room

radiating happiness and sweetness that infect everyone

"Why is my princess so pretty? I really have to do my best to protect you so no one's gonna steal you away from me huh?"

San:

he is so excited for his child's arrival that he already set the nursery up months before your labor

the years of collecting toys is definitely worth it, finally being able to put them into good use

will definitely name his son 'Taeyang'

bc he is the sun that rises brightly during the darkness, allowing the mountain to display its beauty

this means that San's life will always be full of joy and fortune as long as he has his Taeyang around

he tells his son a lot of stories back when he was younger, boasting about how popular he is

he shows off his kicking skills, his child beaming and now wants to learn taekwondo as well

he dances in front of his child, then you facepalm when one day you saw your supposedly innocent little boy try and do hip thrusts

you are so gonna give your husband a piece of your mind when he wakes up, for now you don't want to disturb his nap and cuddle session with his son

the little bean has this habit of poking his father's dimples, so San tends to smile around his son for it to show

surprises his child a lot, like A LOT

one day he filled your table with foods, wanting to know what his son's favorite

the next day, he brought in tons of clothes, wanting to see what kind of fashion sense his son has

then he brought plane tickets to hawaii, yelling a 'pack your bags, we're going in a vacation!'

he is a literal big ball of energy and impulsiveness

but he does it out of love for his little one, wanting to know more and get closer to him before it's too late

he expresses his feelings in both actions and words, wanting his child to know and feel that he is loved

"I am so lucky to have you as my son, no one can even compare to you. Top-tier baby boy right here!"

Mingi:

the type of father who doesn't want to hold his own child at first bc he's scared that he might do something stupid like dropping the baby

but when he did, man he can't get enough of it and will get his hands on his child almost 24/7

will coo and talk in tiny everytime he is in his son's vicinity

he is not afraid or embarrassed to do aegyo or do baby talk in front of other people if it means that his child will smile over it

does a lot of goofy things just to see and hear his small bean laugh

the type of father who expresses his gratitude and apologizes straightforwardly to his child

this man will show his son a photo of his abs, proudly stating that he worked hard for it and that is the reason why you can't resist him

now his son wants to hit the gym as well so you can't resist him when he tells you that he wants to eat sweets

encourages his son at all times, telling him that he can do it and it's okay to fail as long as he doesn't give up

his son's achievements are like his own as well

affection is Mingi's middle name and he gets jealous when his baby boy gets too close with his uncles

"I am still favorite right?"

is very attentive to what his son is saying, that is why he remembers everything about his child

keeps a memo of his son's firsts, these notes will serve as a reminder that he was there for his child in every part of his life

he does this sweet routine with his son where they alternatively write in a journal

writing down the things they did today and their wishes in life

he secretly reads his son's wishes and hopes, wanting to grant it

he's no genie, but if it's for his treasure then he'll go out of his way to make everything come true

"You love this right? I am your papa so I am supposed to know what your interests are! Come here and let me hug you now!"

Wooyoung:

acts like how he is with his little brother but X91836382731117 softer

he thought that kyungmin is the most adorable on earth and now his son slapped him in the face without even knowing it

apologizes bc his baby deserves it

"I'm sorry, don't cry, yes daddy is such an idiot. I take it back, you are the cutest."

man is so in love he feels like his heart is gonna burst

the type of father that is clingy to his child ksks

always picking him up and hugging tightly

kisses his forehead, cheeks, nose

boops his nose and Wooyoung swears that he can die happily when his son giggles at his antics

cooks an unholy amount of food and feeds his baby boy a lot bc he needs to be tall and buff when he grows up

he always asks what his child wants and he will give it to him no matter what

always has this tender look on his face whenever he stares at his son, thinking of how lucky he is that he was given a blessing

he also thinks that he has to borrow the book on how to discipline a stubborn child from him hyungs

you laugh because now he knows how difficult he is to handle

having his own mini-me that literally glares at him when he tells him to stop being messy or playing too much

pillow fights!

really he just lets himself be smacked by a pillow bc his son's award winning smile is worth the pain

very caring tho

everytime his son gets hurt, he's always there, carrying him and patching him up

he teaches his boy to pose in front of the camera

proudly showing you the photos afterwards bc damn, he knows his son is gonna be sexy like him in the future

he feels like he is on top of the world knowing that his pride and joy is just a few meters away from him, happy and healthy

"You are such a natural for this, you should be a model when you grow up, goodness. My baby boy is so handsome and adorable!" *high pitched squealing noises*

Jongho:

one look at his child and he immediately knew that he'll be a lovesick bear for her

she looks round and soft and he just wants to protect her from the harsh world

sings her a lullaby to make her sleep

it's always been like that, like his daughter knows that it was him singing and immediately calms down in his voice and presence

reads her bedtime stories as well as an alternative

his impersonations make his daughter giggle all the time

he shows off his strength to his child, breaking apples in half *cue his daughter clapping and saying 'again! again!'

does magic shows to entertain her

that orangutan doing opera, yeah, that's his baby girl's favorite thing on earth and you hear that everyday in your home

he teaches her to play and enjoy her time outside rather than spending it on gadgets

she listens well to his father, and now they always play some sports in the backyard

man is so protective like you jokingly told him one time that your daughter is growing really fast and sooner or later he'll find a boyfriend her self

he snapped his head looking at you, from then on, he doesn't let any boy get close to his precious darling

oh? a boy gave his baby girl a candy for valentines? hold up, he'll bring the buffet to her instead

brings his daughter out and letting her explore the world

goes to amusement parks, gardens, malls, beaches

backhugs his daughter then hoisting her up in his shoulder, giving her the prettiest scenery she has ever seen

Jongho wants his daughter to live a satisfying life that she can be proud of when she becomes an adult

"You see that? I want your life to be like that, colorful, bright, and vast. So, papa bear will always do his best for you, my baby bear."

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unabashednightmarepizza · 2 years

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𝐻𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑠 𝐴 𝐶𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑂𝑛 𝑀𝑒? | Joseph Quinn x Celebrity! Reader

A/N: dear @simpingrat and I share ine braincell and that is... Shy Jo is everything! Thanks for the idea bubs!

• Being an actress/ and scriptwriter was something your little self always wanted to do and now that you were known for your talent, you couldn't be happier.

• The only thing missing was... a lover

• It wasn't like you didn't want it, you did but everybody only cared about sex part and that wasn't what you wanted.

• Wanting a man who wanted to have a happy family, loyal, sweet and funnt wouldn't be that hard right?

• yes, yes it would.

• your mom wasn't doing something to make it easy either. They both would beg you to marry so that they can see their precious daughter be happy. Your answer was always the same

•" Mom, do you want me to marry to someone so that bad things can happen?"

• Always the drama queen 😇

• Your mom was even down for the idea of you and your best friend Maya marrying!

•"Mom... she has a boyfriend..."

• She was seriously fine with it though, after your comedic meeting with her father, you two became even more close and your friendship was often the topic of magazines.

• You were the scriptwriter of his latest work, Moon Knight and actually accepted the offer because of Oscar and didn't realize that Ethan was Maya's father until he one day came and ask how working with his daughter was like...

• Meanwhile you were like 🧍‍♀️Sir, what?

• Did they tell this story everywhere? Absolutely. Did she make fun of you? You didn't have doubts, no?

• And just like that, you became friends with the cast of Stranger Things.

• " Y/N, come on! Aren't you invited to this award show too? You don't have to stay here and edit videos for your channel all day! Besides... Who knows who you might meet with~"

• You didn't like that tone and playful brows and you were one hundred per cent sure she knew something you didn't but you couldn't care less. Turning back to your laptop while she grunted, Maya put her face between you and the screen with a smirk.

•" Girl, you're hot, beautiful, talented, has that wifey material vibe and you're staying at home? Get out and have some fun!"

• "Since when having fun is about drinking, hooking up etc.? I love just sitting down and reading my books, May!"

• In the end, you had to come with her since she threatened you with posting one of your embarrassing photos and not hanging out with you anymore. The media already know about it since Maya posted a story with your grumbling self which a certain somebody was melting

• And boy, was that the best choice you had ever done.

• People were screaming at you, begging for photos and signatures while your eyes were stuck on the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen.

• The man, later you learnt that his name was Joseph, was no better. He didn't think that his biggest crush ever would come and stand like only 15 steps ahead of him.

• And there it was, his sidden shyness at seeing your form. The dress/suit was hugging your form in the rightest way possible and your graceful stance was screaming dominance in every possible way.

• Yep, there the crush goes!

• Seeing the heart eyes he was giving to you, Maya had the most sly plan ever 😈

•"Y/N! THERE IS SOMEONE WHO WANTS TO TALK TO YOU PERSONALLY! SOMEONE WHO THINKS YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!"

• I don't need to say that everyone snickered at the flustered looks on both of your faces.

• The media was going crazy, fans were absolutely eating the crumbles since that was the first time you showed interest in a man.

• "H-hi... I-I don't know what to say, I'm a big fan and I really love you- I MEAN NOT IN THAT WAY, I MEAN YEAH YOU'RE SUCH A LOVELY PERSON, ANYBODY WOULD BE GLAD TO BE WITH YOU-"

•Yes, Y/N... That was the kind of man you were looking for but you couldn't just pounce on him when you knew nothing about him.

• Giggling at his shyness and adorable red face, you shook his hand and looked at him with your shiny eyes that melted his insides.

•"That's okay, Jo. I understood what you tried to say! Uhm... I know that's sudden but... if you're free... Would you like to come to my movie's premiere? I-I mean you don't have- Joseph?"

• Joseph.exe has stopped working.

• Gaten, Maya and Joe were high-fiving at the back since the plan worked perfectly while Jamie went to stand next to him coolly to tease him even more.

• "I see that you caught the eyes of such a gorgeous woman, Jo!"

•"Jamie, don't make me remind what happened with that gorgeous woman and how she beat you in games..."

• Fast forward to where he first came to the stage to talk about his character, you were trying so hard to not coo at his shy bowing, and shaky voice.

•"See something you liked, Y/N~"

•"Shut up, Maya"

• And the last line was him poking his tounge out and you dramatically grabbed your chest while shaking the closest person to you...

• Which media took picture of 😏

• HE WAS CUTE OKAY!?

• And his personality was so sweet that you couldn't help but swoon

• Definetly 🌠 husband material 🌠

•The man literally was ready to give his shoes to you when he realized you were getting uncomfortable with your heels

• Next day, they were all over the net but you really didn't give a fuck

• They didn't know what happened when he stepped back from the stage though

•"Hey, I learnt that you're single and I'm normally not that straightforward but date me? Tomorrow? At 1 p.m?"

• You didn't know but he actually fainted at the restroom while Gaten was trying to fan him furiously while Joe and Jamie was laughing their asses off.

• What a friendship🤭- reminds me of mine😑

•Later, when you would post him in your story and then some more actual photos, you actually broke the net.

• At least you will have a cute story to tell your children... which you definetly didn't dream of having

• You got many hate comments and he really felt bad and almost cried since people were only seeing you as someone to just stay there, all dolled up and sensitive

• But bOi, were they wrong

• I know yall gals are jealous but he's taken so back off!

• Joseph was having the life he always wanted with his crush, which he thought would never look at his face, with great friends and fans... The most happiest one was probably your mum though

•"Can you marry this fine man now, darling? Oh, how cute babies you two would make with his curl hair and big eyes-"

•"MOM!!"

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Opposite Ends

Chapter Three - A Shock And A Low Roll

C1 | C2 | C4 | C5 | C6 | C7 | C8 | C9 | C10 | C11 | C12 | C13 pt1 | C13 pt 2 |

Chapter Four is out now!, enjoy Sunflowers x 🌻

Pairing | Eddie x Female reader 18+. Steve x Robin x Female reader platonic friendship

Series summary | Dustins older sister got brought into the group during the events of Starcourt mall, 3 months on she's in her senior year and the kids are starting high school. After everything that went down she feels that she has to keep them safe at all costs, that includes keeping them way from the charismatic 'freak' Eddie Munson that runs a club based on their favourite game. They've both hated each other since freshman year -with good reason-, but when keeping distance between the kids and Eddie means putting herself in the firing line, boundaries get blurred, intentions get lost & the heart speaks louder than the brain.

The story is told from both Y/N & Eddies point of view.

What to expect | Slow burn enemies to lovers, Angst - with a happy ending, fluff & smut (in the later chapters). 18+ to read this story.

Series Warnings | Mentions of abuse, drug use, 18+ smut content

Chapter word count | 3.1k word count

Chapter warnings | Mention of drug use & female period.

Any & All comments/reblogs are most appreciated - Love, P. x 🌿

Authors Note | As always, if you've read this far down than thank you so much & I hoped you enjoyed it, let me know if you want chapters that include both Y/N & Eddies point of view, I just don't want the chapters to be too long but I've just got so much to write! All feedback is welcome, Take care Sunflower 🌻 P. x

Y/N | October 1985

"Come onnnnn" Dustin yelled from the front door. I had barely slung my bag off my shoulder, exhausted from my after-school shift at the Family Video, watching Steve work his sweaty moves on high school seniors. He swore his charms were irresistible, but I was yet to see it work on any of the air headed bimbos that gathered, giggling in the 'romance' section. My room was still a mess from the whirlwind off chaos I created this morning in my haste to get ready, outfits that didn't make the cut were strewn across my floor and my homework-turned-makeup desk was scattered with expensive skin care products. I dropped my bag onto my futon and flopped onto my unmade bed.

"Ugh." I groaned as something stabbed into my back, pulling my carelessly discard hairbrush out from under me I tossed it into the abyss that was my bedroom. I flinched as my door was flung open against the wall, scowling in the general direction of the commotion.

"What the hell are you doing? We're going to be late." Dustin swore. His fuzzy hair spilled out from beneath his cap as he gaped at me, his jaw hanging wide as he took in my comfortable position.

"Language Dusty!" Our mother called in distance, banging and clanging pots around as she prepared a burnt- but loved filled - dinner. I made a mental note to pick up something from the store later to avoid the inevitable food poisoning guaranteed if I attended another family meal. We normally ate on our own when we wanted. Given all of our conflicting schedules, shared meals usually consisted of rushed greetings in the hallway with half eaten pieces of toast shoved in our mouths. But now and again mom would read a self-help book for single mothers and insist we act as a normal, functioning family for a night.

"Water skiing, clearly." I retorted, he sighed at my obvious sarcasm and chucked my windbreaker, that was draped over my chair, at me.

"Get dressed you useless thing, we're going to be late. 5 minuets or I'm driving your car. Or worse, I'll get Max to drive." I flinched at the memory of our near-death experience as Mad Max showed us why she deserved that name, I swear Steve still got flashbacks.

"Late for what?" I feigned innocently as I untied my shoelaces, half hoping he'd changed his mind about Hellfire and Eddie.

"5 minuets!" He screeched, slamming the door shut behind him. The photos that adorned my walls, baring the evidence of my tedious childhood, rattled as the bedroom door slowed to a standstill.

I pegged my sneaker at the quickly closed door, knocking off the battered calendar that hung there. I groaned as I rolled off my bed, facing the unescapable. It was bad enough that I had to endure Eddie during school hours, in a place that I legally had to be, let alone voluntarily subjecting myself to his presence. But it was either I left Dustin, Lucas and Mike alone to face the bad-influence-guaranteed-to-corrupt-freshman’s that was Edward Munson or be the pillar of stubbornness that ensured tonight was about DnD and only about DnD.

While I was sure that Eddie wouldn’t be able to let it slip to Dustin what I got up to in my recreational time while I was around, I didn’t put it past him to try after what he pulled at school today, but I figured if he opened his mouth, I could shove something in it before he went too far. The fact my motives were entirely selfish based wasn’t lost on me, but I was also genuinely looking out for Dustin and his friends. It wasn’t below Eddie to sell to freshmen. I had walked past far too many 14-year-olds puking into the unfortunate rose bushes that adorned the south wall of administration building at school, after smoking more weed than what they were used to, which was none. Eddie was single handedly responsible for all of Hawkins Highs students’ marijuana addiction in his six years of high school, well, apart from mine maybe. But one Henderson with a drug dependence was enough.

The reminder made me scowl as I ripped my uniform off over my head, if I wanted my own habit to continue, I was going to have to endure even more of his presence. I flipped through the roster of my acquaintances in my head, trying to imagine if any of them could hook me up. Doubtful, Eddie had cornered the drug market in Hawkins. I could probably rope Steve into going to Eddie for me, he was no stranger to the scene, we had smoked up plenty of times together at one of his famous parties back when he was king of Hawkins High, and I was another air headed cheerleader – before we were actually friends, ironically enough. But he would probably get suspicious if he was picking up for me once a week and rat me out to the rest of the gang. I had barely escaped Robin’s and Max’s suspicious line of questioning after Eddie’s outburst. I had shrugged them off and said I had no clue what he was talking about. Robin had seemed to believe me, that was one of the perks of her being so gullible sometimes, but Max didn’t look convinced one bit. But she had respected me and left me alone after that, trusting that I would talk to her when I wanted to. If I wanted to.

I examined my body in the full-length mirror leaning against the corner of my room, I had stripped down to my underwear. My fingertips caressed the angry pink scar that stretched across my abdomen along my left hip, I had acquired it the night of the fire. Lost in my own thoughts, my hands began to tremble.

The sound of my car spluttering to life brought me back to existence. Pulling on the nearest pair of jeans and throwing a sweater over my head, not bothering to see if they matched. “Geez this kids gotta get his ego in check.” I muttered to the empty room, quickly sparking up a leftover joint sitting in the ashtray on my bedside table and puffing it down to the roach. Waving my hands to waft the smoke out the only window in my bedroom, I quickly grabbed my purse from my bookbag and jogged out the door, hastily pulling on sneakers as I stumbled off balance into the hallway.

“Hey where are you guys off to in such a rush, I’m making dinn-” Mom questioned as I rushed past the kitchen, she held a stirring spoon in one hand and a pan with something blackened in it, in the other.

“School!” I shouted back, not bothering to mention Hellfire. By the time I stopped and explained, Dustin would have had my car rolling out of the driveway. Her complaints muted as the front door slammed behind me and I sped across our freshly mown lawn.

“About freaking time.” Dustin whined, already situated in the passenger seat, a book with drawings and notes peeking out of the sides of it, sitting on his lap. Thankfully he had already turned the heat in the car on. I rubbed my hands together and turned the fans down from full force, sliding the car into reverse.

“You know you could be grateful. Since you’re a highschooler and all, should you really need your sister to chauffeur you around?” I pretended to criticise, looking over my shoulder as I rolled down our angled driveway.

“If you recall, I had a lift. You just didn’t approve of them.” He seemed to know better than to mention Eddie by name. The sun was well and truly setting now, sending a brilliant streak of orange across the horizon. Beautiful but blinding, I pulled my sun visor down and my eyes flittered up to view the polaroid that was pinned there, a photo of Steve, Robin and I on our first day at Family Video together. Smiling from ear to ear after Robin had convinced Keith to hire Steve to attract more female clientele.

“Dustin to Lucas, come in Lucas. We are T-minus 5 away.” He pushed down on a button on his walkie as it crackled.

“We’re picking up Lucas?” I asked disbelievingly. I didn’t mind, I cared about everyone in the group like they were my own siblings, but I was just looking for a reason to be mad.

“Yep! And Mike. Hey!” He cried as my eyebrows creased together, “You wanted to drive, that’s why I told you to hurry up.” Shaking his head at me, pulling some snacks from his backpack. I turned my head to hide my grin, laughing at the fact he clearly had the same idea as me after discovering that mom intended on cooking tonight.

“Yeah well, you’ll thank me one day when you’re old enough to understand.” I retorted. Old enough to know about everything that happened the night of the fire, and why I battled my demons the way I did. I finished my sentence silently.

He rolled his eyes at my cryptic wisdom and pulled his walkie back to his mouth to signal Mike of our imminent arrival.

Fifteen minutes later, or fifteen minutes past seven as Dustin so cynically pointed out, the boys were settled in the backseat of my beat-up Ford Escort chattering excitedly about their plans for the evening. Debating about how good of a dungeon master they thought Eddie was. The sun had well and truly set by the time I pulled into the now almost empty school car park. The interaction with Jason from this morning popped back into my head. Only the cheerleaders bothered showing up for basketball practise, the rest of school -who actually had lives- only attended games. My heart didn't squeeze with longing anymore as I watched Chrissy and a junior I didn't know skip into the gym waving their pompoms above their head, that was a different time in my life, a different version of myself, in another universe that would be me linking arms with Chrissy getting ready to cheer on the team. I thanked my lucky stars it wasn't. I payed attention as I drove into a spot close to the entrance, preparing for a quick getaway if needed.

“Kay thanks, see you at nine!” Dustin threw my way, quickly sliding out of the car before I even came to a full stop. Mike and Lucas muttered appreciations from the backseat and followed suit. But I killed the engine and jumped out from my side. All three boys froze on the sidewalk and turned to face me.

“What’re you doing?” Dustin questioned me whilst I pulled my jumped tighter around me, it was unseasonably cold for Autumn and the chilly night air had an unfamiliar bite to it.

“Coming with you obviously.” The moonlight starting to seep through the clouds reflected off their confused faces.

“B-but girls don’t play DnD.” Stammered Lucas. Mike nodded along vigorously with him.

“Well, I’m glad I didn’t have to break that news to you boys. You really thought I was going to leave you alone with him if I wasn’t going to let him drive you? Also, what am I supposed to do, sit in the car for two hours while you guys get your nerd on? Come on, I’m not going to argue about it out here. I’m freezing.”

I shouldered through them heading towards the unlocked doors, before giving any of them a chance to dispute me. The darkened hallways were eerily creepy at night, missing its usual sounds of slamming lockers and rushed conversation’s shared between classes, each student shouting over each other, fighting for attention. It reminded me of Hawkins High in the upside down, minus the slimy black tentacles and white particles swirling around of course. I shuddered the thought away and hurried my pace, my feet taking me to my destination before my mind could catch up to where we were going. I started to question myself how and why I knew where Eddie hosted his stupid club when Mikes towering figure slammed into my back after my sudden stop. God that kid had really shot up over the summer.

“Sorry, sorry.” He muttered, but the boy’s attention was no longer on me. Golden light seeped out from the closed door on our left. Hellfire Club was hosted in the drama/theatre room, as evidenced by the stage lights, curtains and props cluttering the outskirts of the room we cautiously made our way into now. Lit candles adorned practically every surface, throwing dancing shadows across Eddies face. He sat at the head of a dusty table on – what I could only describe as a throne – with a four paged book of some sort propped up right in front of him on the tabletop. The rest of the club lined the walls, watching our arrival like they had been waiting for an eternity. The entire setting was unnerving, sending a shiver up my spine. I debated dragging the kids by the scruffs of their necks back to the car, kicking and screaming aside, when Eddie spoke up.

“This is Hellfire Club Henderson, not baby-sitting club.” His eyes did not leave his hands as he twisted his rings around. Unsure which Henderson he was referring to, I stepped forward.

“Good thing I’m not baby-sitting then.” I shot back; his head snapped up at me. His abnormally dark eyes meeting mine with piqued interest.

“I remember extending an invitation to trialling members only.” One of the boys behind me made a dejected sound, probably at the use of the word ‘trialling’. Undoubtedly Dustin, he had thought their affiliation with the club was a done deal. Eddie stood up quickly, sending his chair toppling backwards, he only ignored it as he made his way over to me. “So pray tell Henderson, what brings you here?” He questioned, cocking his head slightly to the left, his long curls bouncing with the movement.

Damn, this was his domain. I had no power here, and if I didn’t play nice, he was going to throw me out. I didn’t blame him if he did, after my constant insolence towards him in Calculus over the past four years I would have done the same thing.

“I uhh-“ His eyes bored unflinchingly into mine, in the back of my mind I took notice that this was the closest I had ever been to Eddie, with his face inches from mine, I could see that his eyes weren’t just so brown that they were practically black, but they had yellow – almost golden – flecks sprinkled throughout his iris’s, probably why they always seemed to catch the light, no matter how dark the room he was standing in was. “I’m here to join Hellfire to.” It was the quickest – albeit lamest – excuse I could come up with that I didn’t think he’d expect, and I was right. A brief flicker of surprise flashed across his face before his carefully contracted mask retook its place.

He appraised me a minuet, holding two fingers up when Gareth opened his mouth to object. I stared back daringly, willing him to see nothing but truth reflected on my face. After what felt like an eternity, he grinned. Extending a large hand out to me.

“Welcome to Hellfire.” My stomach knotted at his words, feeling like I was betraying every decision I had planned to stick by tonight.

I couldn’t believe how animated Eddie was, not that I hadn’t seen others have a similar reaction to DnD, I’d spent probably months of my life listening to Dustin and his friends have excited screaming matches over the number on the dice they rolled, while Nancy and I flipped through cheesy magazines on her bed, staring at perfect sun kissed models and comparing them to our own bodies, this was before I had grown closer to Steve of course – and further away from Nancy as a result, it was hard to listen to her rant about her ex-boyfriend when said ex was one of my new best friends.

No, I wasn’t surprised because of DnD, it was because I had never seen Eddie be so passionate about, well anything really. It was a shame the game wasn’t a class in school, I was sure that for the first time Eddie would receive top marks that would rival my own.

“That’s... a... miss.” He shook with laughter as the group groaned with dismay, it had been a universal decision that I should sit this campaign out so I could watch and learn given I had never played before. And watch I did. The tough-I-don’t-care-about-anything demeanour melted away without him meaning to, in fact I hadn’t realised it was a façade at all until tonight. Bright smiles that spread from ear to ear never once left his face as he tussled his hair and swung his hands about excitedly, his infectious laugh rubbing off on everyone in the room except for me. Just because he wasn’t actually a total jerk that cared about nothing didn’t automatically make him a good guy. He must have felt my eyes locked on his face because he turned to meet my gaze like he suddenly remembered I was there, a slight flush creeping up his cheeks as his guarded mask slid easily back into place. Perhaps he thought I was judging him, which technically I guess I was, I hadn’t been smiling as I stared at him so I could see why it looked that way. I gasped and crossed my legs.

“Oh.” I panted, Eddies eyebrows disappeared into his bangs as he glared at me curiously, the others slowing turning towards me as well. “We have to go now!” Well that explained the moods swings.

“What!” Yelled Dustin. “We’re almost to the end!”

“Yeah! We just need to roll a 20 for a crit hit!” Chimed in Lucas. There wasn’t a worse situation I could imagine myself being trapped in; stuck with Edward Munson at night, no feminine products on me and being the only girl in the room, there was no help coming. Dustin wouldn’t understand what I meant even if I had hit him with a sign that had the words ‘I’ve got my period’ painted on it, it couldn’t have picked a worse time to arrive.

I looked back at Eddie pleadingly, the fact that I faced him with something other than strong loathing in my eyes must have told him something was seriously wrong, even if he hadn’t clued on to the fact that my monthly’s had arrived. He nodded at me.

“It’s okay, go. I’ll drive them home.” There wasn’t time to argue with his offer, though I did manage a mumbled ‘thanks’ through stubborn lips. Throwing a quick thank you prayer to a God I wasn’t even sure that I believed in, that I had grabbed black jeans and not white to get dressed in this afternoon, as I rushed back to my car, laughing at my quick getaway plan when I remembered where I parked. I fumbled with my keys in the snippy night air, the silver moon now well and truly shining down through the clouds, before sliding into the driver’s seat and pushing my battered Ford as fast as it would go to the nearest gas station.

Chapter Four

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SHN INTERVIEW: Rachel Bochner

by Claire Silverman

Rachel Bochner is a singer/songwriter based in New York City. Her career in the music industry began with an A&R internship at a record label, and it was there that she realized her true passion for creating and sharing her own music. Her passion lies in making pop music that resonates with people through the good, the bad, the lighthearted, and the heavy.

CS: Congrats on the release of your song “hating myself in the summer!”

RB: Thank you so much!

CS: The song feels like a song that so many people, especially young girls, can relate to a lot. What initially prompted you to write this song?

RB: I actually started writing this song back in October, so it wasn't written in the summertime. But the phrase in the chorus “I'm tired of hitting myself in the summer” is kind of what sparked the song as a whole. And like you said, it's something that a lot of people, especially young women can relate to. I think it's just something that I have always struggled with for as long as I can remember. There are periods in my life where I noticed, at events or seasons, that I'm feeling particularly self-conscious, and summer is definitely one of those times. There’s this push and pull of “I want to be enjoying myself, and I just want to exist and not be worrying about this,” but there's also a pressure that “okay, my friends are all going to the beach, and I don't love how I'm looking in this bathing suit, and now that's consuming my mind,” and it's a really exhausting thing to worry about. Also as I've gotten older, it’s become so much more apparent that it's not something that actually matters, and it's not something that I should be basing my worth on. So the song is about coming to that realization.

CS: One thing I like about this song is that it's you and yourself, but also it’s you speaking to a lot of people. I appreciate that this song is a pop song, and it's a really good pop song, but it's not about a love story, which is something I really like. I've noticed this type of theme in some of your other songs too. Could you tell me a bit about what kind of messages are you interested in writing about, and what's important to you and your songwriting overall?

RB: It's funny that you say that because this song is on a project that is a collection of songs that are all not love songs. I think, for this project, I wanted it to be exactly that — my thought process and things that I'm feeling and what I'm going through but not really about another person. I do love a love song, and I love the last EP that I put out that had this story of one relationship not working out and like coming into a new one that feels better and more authentic. So I felt like I got that off my chest for a bit. I started with “how am I feeling?: And “what are the things that I am struggling with?” And what are things that I think that other people who are around my age, so high school through mid to late 20s, can relate to? I love being able to write something that feels really personal to me, but when someone listens to it, they might have a completely different life experience and still be able to place themselves in that song.

photo: Sasha Bellentine

CS: Who are the artists that you feel have really influenced you and your songwriting?

RB: I am definitely influenced by a lot of different artists. Some longer-term inspirations for me are Julia Michaels, Maggie Rogers, and Lana Del Rey. I think Julia Michaels’ writing is the kind of pop music that I am really drawn to, where sonically it’s a bop, but lyrically, you can read into it and it’s a thought-provoking song. Recently I've really been loving Conan Gray. Also, Sasha Sloane is great. I always feel overwhelmed when I'm asked this question because I feel like I need to list everyone. And I also love Taylor Swift. She consistently blows my mind.

CS: I love that. One of the coolest things that I’ve noticed from speaking with female artists around our age is that literally almost every single one of them has been deeply influenced by Taylor Swift. She has really helped create this next generation of songwriters. It's so cool.

RB: And I also love Lorde so much, but I feel like people always kind of name Lorde as their inspiration.

photo: Alex Lyon

CS: So how did you get started in the industry? What made you realize that music was what you wanted to pursue?

RB: I have always loved music. I've always been a singer, for as long as I can remember. But I didn't really start writing and working on my own music until later on. I think part of that was being a little bit afraid of failure. The part of me that wanted to do that got overshadowed by the part of me that was afraid of being bad at it. But I actually started seriously writing during the summer of 2018, which is weirdly recent. For a while, I thought I wanted to work at a label, so I interned at a record label that summer of 2018. I was doing A&R and was listening to new music every single day and looking for new artists. That’s when it clicked for me that I loved writing and I wanted to be sharing my own music. From that point on, I've been focusing on finding my network of people to be making music.

CS: As I was getting ready for this interview, I was listening to your EP 2 AM again, and I wanted to ask you about that EP as well, specifically, your song Ultraviolet. What was the story behind that song?

RB: Ultraviolet was written at the end of last summer, so we were deep in COVID times. From not being able to see people and just having so much time to sit with my own thoughts, I started to understand things about myself that I hadn't previously ever even thought about. I needed an outlet for thinking about that and processing the questions and realizations I was having about my sexuality. Naturally, I wrote a song about it. It created this space for me to explore everything that I was thinking about given the circumstances.

CS: You mentioned earlier with that EP that there was a big emphasis on the storytelling aspect of your songs. Can you talk a little bit about that, and, and the process of that EP, and putting out an EP in a time where playing concerts can’t be a part of a release.

RB: Since I started releasing music right before COVID, I’ve never really lived in a world where playing shows is a part of the release strategy. I'm excited for that to be a thing. In terms of the storytelling, the songs on the EP weren't actually written in the order that they appear on the tracklist. Afterwards, I figured out how they made sense to me, which was fun. Something I like to do in my writing is pull from experiences and emotions that I have personally felt, but also using fiction and applying an emotion that I have actually experienced and I can speak to, but in a different situation. I think as a songwriter it is really important to be able to open yourself up beyond what you've experienced firsthand, and still be able to make it sound genuine and have it resonate with people.

CS: Do you have any news you can share with us? Any exciting things coming up in the future?

RB: Definitely. I have new music on the way [Rachel’s new single “ghosted my therapist” is out now]. I won't say too much, but there's a little easter egg in the music video for “hating myself in the summer.” It's cryptic, but it'll make sense eventually.

CS: Is this the Taylor Swift fan in you putting easter eggs in your videos?

RB: Oh 100% yes.

CS: Can you give us a few recommendations to end with? What are the songs you've been listening to recently?

RB: Conan Gray recently put out a song called “People Watching” and it's so good, it was co-written by Julia Michaels as well, and she’s one of my favorites. There's a song that I literally cannot stop playing and it destroys me emotionally but I am obsessed with it. It's called “I Can't Wait to Be British” by Carol Ades. If you're looking for a song to cry to, that's a really good one. I’ve also been listening to a lot of JP Saxe lately. I'm actively not sad, but I love listening to sad music right now.

CS: It was really nice to meet you, and I'm looking forward to hearing your new music!

RB: Thank you!

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