#the requirements to get them so far this time around have been kinda boring so I hope its better than just

[thorinoakenbutt]

Relic daaaay

[fru1typunch]

Here's a little post ranting about the Floridian education system and how it fucked over public school librarians this year, from the adult child of one who spent his whole summer helping his poor mom try and keep up with Desantis's ridiculous requests.

Every school year, the librarian always gets a couple weeks with a "closed" library to take inventory of the school's stock at the end. Normal stuff, y'know, if a bit tedious and boring. Scan every. Single. Thing. See what you have and figure out who last checked out what you should have, that sort of thing.

Well, Ron Desantis, in his genius, decided that concept had to be applied to all the books in the entire school to determine if they're "appropriate" (by his batshit conservative standards).

My mom didn't JUST have to do the usual inventory thing for her own library. She ALSO had to do something similar but far WORSE for her entire school's personal classroom libraries.

The objective of this SCHOOL WIDE requirement was to "approve" every book in the school as "appropriate". Every. Single. Book. In. The. School. Not the school library, no, the SCHOOL. All classrooms.

My mom's an elementary school librarian. There's around 1000 students at her school, give or take, and around 50 or so classroom libraries to sort through. And this was supposed to be done over summer, before the kids came back in the fall. Entirely unpaid.

She had to personally approve around 25,000-30,000 books school wide based on whether or not they're "appropriate for kids" (again, by Desantis standards), entirely unpaid, in about 2 months. Keep in mind these classroom libraries had been pre-existing for many years or even decades in most cases, so it's kinda useless to just now care about whether the books are "appropriate".

Mind you, you can't read that many individual books in under two months and then approve them in the system if you tried, even if most were children's books. She spent every single day of her summer, her only real time off each year, logging into the online portal and manually approving books from 8 in the morning to 8 at night, looking them up and trying to determine if they might be okay by the new standards since she couldn't possibly have the time to read them all and check, and again, entirely unpaid on her own. Teachers were scanning in their classroom's books to the system to be approved by her in real time, so she really never could get very far ahead. At most she'd knock out a few hundred a day, which I think is wildly impressive given the circumstances.

Even with all that work, she couldn't open her library for nearly a month into the new school year this August because she spent every school day finishing that approval thing for the classroom libraries for teachers. At least by that point she got paid for it. She was also way behind on getting her library ready for the school year, she really hadn't had time to prepare like normal. It was a crazy stressful time for her all around, moreso than back-to-school time normally is each year.

I helped as much as I knew how to, which mostly just meant looking books up for her or texting back and forth with my friends that work at Barnes and Noble or Books A Million asking if they could skim through certain books that might pose a threat at times, and coming up to the school with her sometimes while she worked on approving books and I worked on preparing her library for "business" again.

My mom was upset because she didn't have time for a real summer vacation, the most she got to do was occasionally visit the beach a few hours away for a day trip. (On one of the beach days, she even took her blessed laptop with her to work on it in the car ride over.) She was in the thick of it neck deep all on her own for months with hardly any time off and no pay to show for it.

It's frustrating because if she were to have approved a book that a parent later complains about, it could mean bad news for her. Again, no way in hell would she have been able to both read every single book, determine if she thought it was okay by Desantis's standards, and then approve every single book within the system. She did her best, but she's still nervous someone will complain.

All this conservative bullshit around books is hurting so many kinds of librarians and educators in so many ways, so just take a moment sometime soon to appreciate your local librarians and public school teachers putting up with this crap. They could use the love. Maybe some strong alcohol. And a big wad of cash, they do a lot of shit unpaid.

And do vote these assholes out of office that are making these poor librarians' and teachers' jobs harder with no additional support or pay.

[augustinewrites]

for @missmeinyourbones bcs you always say kind things to me!! thank you <3

back when dabi was still touya, he loved watching romantic comedies. 

whenever her shitbag husband was out on an overnight mission, rei would put them on after she’d tucked them all into bed. …or at least she thought she did. because he and fuyumi would sneak out of bed, peeking into the living room from the hall anyway.

once in a while he thinks about it. thinks about the way his mother would let them sit with her, and the way he and fuyumi would giggle when the couple on the screen kissed, and no one reached around to cover their eyes. (but thinking about this brings back that dull ache between his ribs, which is why he doesn’t do it often.)

what he does think about often are the couples on the screen. about the awful clichés and predictable plots. the lovesick schmuck in a suit that’s fresh off a boring 9 to 5, flowers in hand to take his love interest to dinner. 

(thinking back, there was probably a reason for the genre his mom chose, but unpacking all of that would require the help of a shrink he didn’t have the dough to see).

he’s only been thinking about these couples often because of, well, you. if this were a movie, he’d say it was fate that led him to get stabbed and promptly pass out in an alley close to your hospital. you’d nurse him back to health in your cute apartment, saving his life and domesticating him in the process. 

but this wasn’t a movie. and even though you’d saved his life, all he'd done to repay you was bleed all over your rug and steal the change on your counter before jumping out the window. 

and you must have been all kinds of desperate, because when he put his hands into his coat pocket he'd found your number written on a slip of paper.

just in case, you'd written.

he stole a burner phone the next day and, like the couples on the tv say, the rest was history.

you were like a bad habit, because he swore every night he went to see you was supposed to be his last. you were so damn annoying, asking him shit like how his day went and if he'd eaten. offering to wash his clothes like some sort of pervert.

but then he’d tell you he was exhausted and starving from all the felonies he’d committed and you’d let him sleep on your couch. then he’d dip out the next morning with his clothes smelling like freesia or some shit he’d rather die than admit he kinda liked.

and eventually…he was okay with it. okay with you and this stupid love you’d dragged him into. you let him come and go as he pleased, the latch on your window always unlocked just for him, cause no matter what, he always came back. 

but everything is fucked. this city is fucked and this country is fucked, and dabi’s hiding out on the fire escape when you join him.

your shoulder brushes his as you sit next to him on the step, and he doesn’t have to look to know you’ve got that big frown downturning your lips. it’s far from the first fight the two of you have had since starting this…relationship, but it’s the first time he can safely say he’s not sure you’ll bother wanting to salvage it. 

(he thinks that after every fight, actually. but you seem to have this endless patience for him that he doesn’t understand nor deserve.)

hugging your knees to your chest, you ask, “are you going to leave?”

“yeah.” 

“are you coming back this time?” you ask quietly. 

“don’t know,” he shrugs.

you don’t say anything for a long while and neither does dabi. he should just leave, ditch you out on your fire escape and fuck off somewhere into the city. maybe he’d get shitfaced enough to crash at the league’s hideout, or maybe he’d blackmail birdbrain into letting him get shitfaced at his place then crash on his ridiculously expensive couch. he’ll figure it out later.

it’d certainly be easier to leave and figure it out if you yelled and swore, maybe even slapped him a little. 

you don’t do any of those things though, because anger isn’t embedded in your dna like it is in his. instead you give him a look that’s half-pity, half-disappointment, and it stings all the same.

“you always do this,” you sigh, staring straight ahead at the flickering city lights. “whenever this happens, you refuse to talk about it after. and– and when i try to give you space to figure your stuff out…you run.” 

you don’t say it angrily, like you’d be within your right to be. you say it…softly. tiredly. you’re not trying to antagonize him, just stating a fact, and it makes him feel shittier.

“well, ‘s not like ya need me around anyway,” he shrugs. 

you look at him this time, “of course i don’t need you.” 

dabi had said it first, but hearing you say it hurt, strangely. like a faint touch upon a fresh bruise. 

but you’re not done, listing things off on your fingers. “you don’t pay rent, you eat all my groceries, you track your dirty boots through my living room, and i don’t know if you’ve forgotten, but you are a wanted criminal, you know.” 

he chuckles at that. it’s only very slightly, but it makes you break into a smile. “jeez, babe. you sure know how to pick ‘em.” 

“i know,” you hum, nudging his knee with yours. “but that’s my point. i don’t need you. but we– i want you anyway.” 

you offer him your hand, palm upturned, and for a second he doesn’t want to run. he wants to take your hand and let you guide him back inside. wants to cuddle with you in your too-soft bed with all your blankets and the stuffed animals he'd stolen for you.

then he sees the recently patched up burn on your wrist and he’s reminded that he’s stupid. stupid for thinking he could ever have anything past…this with you. 

you follow his gaze, pulling your sleeve down quickly as you murmur, “it was an accident.” 

he’d been running hot. hot like he always did when you fought. then you’d turned away and he’d reached for you, forgetting.

it was an accident, yeah, but you don’t deserve it. 

you want him. but you deserve the schmuck in the suit  who can help you pay rent and buy groceries. 

so he decides that this is the last night. he lets you guide him to bed, and once you’ve fallen asleep, he eases his arm out from under your head to pull the covers up to your chin.  

sometimes his heart is so big that he can’t stand it. he’s letting you go. you’re better off without him—

but you catch his hand as he’s about to slip out of bed, unflinching as your thumb brushes across cool metal. 

“stay,” you murmur, eyes slowly blinking open to peer at him in the darkness. 

“i can’t,” he mutters, averting his gaze from yours.

“stay,” you say a little more firmly this time. “or i swear to god i’m going to call your mother.”

he rolls his eyes, choosing to indulge you one last time (he does not take your threat lightly, either). he lets you plant kisses up the column of his throat and rest you he’d on his chest. but it’s just until he’s sure your out cold, then he’s definitely gone. he’ll be out the window and out of your hair—

“i love you, touya,” you whisper. 

“yeah, whatever, you brat,” he grunts, but he places his hand over yours, turning his head to the side to press a kiss to your forehead before murmuring the words against your skin.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I am kinda surprised that people overlook Sebek and somewhat Silver despite a lot of content that we have gotten for the two through the story, events and card stories. Maybe I am reading more into the characters then most would but idk i find them very interesting. I would love to know your opinion if you have one about them being overlooked? /gen

I've sporadically talked about this topic in a number of posts, so I'll reiterate those thoughts and try to expand on them here.

It's not exactly a secret that some characters are more popular than others, it's just how it works. Part of the reason why some characters are more beloved than others is simply because of exposure. It's mostly the dorm leaders that appear in marketing and in merch releases, so the dorm leaders as a group are popular. Another part of it is the hype; Malleus, despite not showing up for large chunks of the main story, is still extremely popular due to how his reveal has been steadily built up in the story and alluded to via other characters.

Silver and Sebek get neither of those boons; being non-dorm leaders, they feature in far fewer marketing materials, and being members of the final dorm in the game, there was scarce content of them for the first 2 years of TWST JP. It was only around the 3rd year and/or the beginnings of episode 7 that they started getting a sufficient amount of new content. The power of the main story is tantamount here: most players will read the main story because that is what is the most well-known and accessible content in the game. Far fewer players will play events (which are limited time and require tedious gameplay) or seek out vignettes (which, again, are limited or may not have a translation out yet). Think about the roles they have in the main story as well: we see Malleus and Lilia play small but significant parts, often giving advice or providing useful exposition. All Sebek and Silver do in the main story (at least up until episode 7) is wander around looking for Malleus. It doesn't give either of them a chance to shine, and as a result they just come off as boring and/or one-note bodyguards. It's only players that were already curious about Sebek and Silver who will actively seek their stuff out and see the full extent of their characters (this is the "reading more into the characters" that the Anon is unintentionally referencing), not the players who just follow along in the main story. This is likely why Sebek and Silver are often overlooked. If you don't go out of your way to look for content that features them, you're left with only a surface-level understanding of who they are. The disinterest only further compounds due to how long it took for episode 7 to come out. It creates a general preconceived notion of, "Silver is the sleepy prince-like one, and Sebek is the loud, rude Malleus fan boy, and that's it" and an unwillingness to delve beyond that. You don't get to see their highs and their lows, their cute sides and their petty sides, which all come out in the bonus content--content which not everyone will have seen or will have the ability to see, unlike that of the main story.

It's easy to ignore Silver and Sebek when you have a metric butt ton of other characters already introduced before them and given far more screen time than they have. But in reality, there's a lot more to the duo than what meets the eye. (This is true of every TWST character if one makes the effort to learn more about them!) Silver and Sebek just ended up with the short end of the stick when it comes to timing and roles in the main story 💦

[imsobadatnicknames2]

What are your favourite ttrpg mechanics that you’d like to see adopted by more systems?

Sorry for taking so long to answer!

Anyway, my answer is probably gonna be kinda boring because I very rarely play those artsy, high-concept rpgs with really out-there experimental mechanics.

I think some of my favorite mechanics are those that take elements of classic old-school roleplaying games but streamline and abstract them to juuust the right amount of crunch. For example, I've mentioned this before: I ADORE the initiative mechanic from games like Mausritter, Into the Odd, or The Black Hack: At the start of combat, every player makes a Dexterity check. Players that pass get to act before the group of enemies, while players that fail have to act after the group of enemies.

Similarly, I REALLY like the way The Black Hack handes inventory management through its usage dice system (which has inspired similar systems in later games): for stackable, consumable items such a arrows, rations, lantern oil, etc, instead of keeping count of the exact number, your represent the quantity of items with a die. Each time you spend the item, you roll the corresponding die, and if the result is 1-2, you downgrade the size of the die by one step (e.g. a d12 becomes a d10). When the usage die is 1d4 and you roll a 1-2, you run out of whatever item it was.

Both of these mechanics massively streamline initiative and inventory management and vastly reduce the bookkeeping involvd in those systems, but still keep the idea behind them crunchy enough that they still preserve an element of tactics. I tend to hack these mechanics into pretty much any old-school game that features initiative or inventory management, and I've yet to find a case where it wasn't a huge improvement.

Another mechanics that I love that I' think we don't see enough in games is 'd love to see used more often in games is risk-reward choices. One of my favorite examples is a magic weapon which I think appears in the second Mörk Borg Cult zine (Mörk Borg Cult: Heretic). When attacking with it, you can choose any number and apply it as a penalty to your attack roll, in exchange for getting to apply the same number as a bonus to your damage roll if you succeed. So the harder you choose to impair yourself with the attack roll, the bigger the potential damage you'll do if you manage to succeed. I think that's one of the best-designed magic items I've ever seen in a ttrpg and I wish more things in TTRPGs incorporated that kind of decision.

Lastly, another one that I love but I don't think it fulfills the "you’d like to see adopted by more systems" part of your ask: I absolutely ADORE the flashback mechanic from Blades in the Dark. Basically: at any point during a heist, you can spend stress to invoke a flashback to roleplay an action your character did in the past to prepare for the situation they're facing in the present (as long as it doesn't contradict or "undo" any of the things that have been established in the fiction so far). E.g. as you enter a party you get patted down and deprived of your weapons, you might choose to trigger a flashback to roleplay how earlier that afternoon you came by, gave one of your guns to one of the valets and, bribed him to hide it for you in one of the potted plants inside the ballroom. Just like any other action, depending on how hard or risky it is, it might automatically succeed, or it might require one or multiple rolls.

The reason I'm hesitant to say I'd like to see it adopted by more systems is because, as much as I consider it one of the most brilliant ttrpg mechanics of all time, it's also a mechanic firmly rooted in BitD's criminal theme and heist structure, and to me i'd feel pretty out of place incorporated into any system that doesn't mainly revolve around executing heists.

[crazykacey]

Different possibilities of future Sera Myu

Since it is the 30th of June, Usagi's birthday, I thought I might finally post this thing that has been in my drafts for some months lol

Let's go!

So ever since the end of Musical Festival Chronicle, I've been thinking about what would be the next Sera Myu we get? During the Senshuuraku of Chronicle, Riko mentioned that when Kaguya-hime no Koibito ended, they weren't sure if Sera Myu would continue so most likely the same thing applies now. It might be possible Myu might end but we had Super Live this year so there are chances. Many might think that since the Crystal series finally comes to an end, so does anything else related to Sailor Moon, but it is very much certain that they will keep pushing out merch as it has been very profitable so far and even the Sailor Moon Museum announced that it will reopen in 2024 so there might be more musicals just like back in the day! Although we still haven't gotten any news regarding it and I for sure thought we would get some new info today... ANYWAY we have gone through all the main 5 arcs, one short story and one original so what next? I have a few ideas. (check terms at the end of the post if confused)

1) Third installment in the Snow Kaguya series

For me, it didn't really seem like Snow Kaguya was fully defeated in Chronicle, as she was defeated in the same way as she was in KHnK so it feels super random that she would be defeated NOW so maybe they could do one more musical to finally defeat Princess Snow Kaguya (maybe as Eternal Sailor Moon)

2) Something completely new

It could be possible we might get something completely new and original. Who knows? lol

3) R movie or SuperS movie

Ever since KHnK, people have been wondering if the other two movies would be made into a musical, although KHnK bore no resemblance to the movie as it pretty much followed the manga short story to the T, it is still possible that the other two movies will be made into musicals.

4) Another Story musical

ah the forgotten gem in the SM universe. I really love Another Story and I wish it would get more recognition. And since they are going with the Super/Mugen arc theme as KHnK takes place around that time and Another Story is supposed to take place after the Mugen arc so it could be a possibility. How it works in action is kinda ? as Another Story featured every major villain from Dark Kingdom arc to Mugen arc but they could focus it on the Oppositio Senshi and Apsu. It also would be cool if previous Senshi actors would return as the Oppositio Senshi (for example, AE Inners)

5) Kaguya Shima Densetsu/Snow Kaguya hybrid

So this is kind of similiar to my #1 idea but I feel like this needed to be its own thing. It could be possible that they'd fuse these two stories into one where Snow Kaguya replaces Dark Plasman and she is somehow connected to Kaguya Island since they have the same name(although she was given that name by Kakeru but who knows. Myulore tends to be confusing sometimes lol). And the reason for this is that I think that we will not get Kaguya Shima Densetsu remade and I will get to that soon

6) The Dracul series remake

I have my doubts about this since the Dracul series tends to be kinda confusing and since it's a story that requires all 3/4 musicals to be watched and that all to happen in the span of 3 years would be kinda hard to follow (during BanMyu it only took about a year and a half as they did multiple musicals in the span of one year but now they are doing only one musical a year, not counting Super Live). And the 4 musicals had way too many plot points in them so it would be fairly impossible to put that all in one musical. Also, it had kinda dark stuff in it so not sure if it would be allowed to be performed in this day and age lmao. (But I actually had a dream some time ago that Sayaka Okamura(Snow Kaguya) sang Muma no Oodri as Death Lamia so yeah lol)

7) Sailor V musical

I think the best point for a Sailor V musical would have been in 2018 after LMF as the main story has ended and the cast at the time had had their "graduation". So as much as I want a Sailor V musical I do not really see them doing it now when they have a cast of all the Senshi (unless they decide to do multiple musicals a year)

8) Kaguya Shima Densetsu remake

I do not see this happening as of now cause I just cannot see Dark Plasman played by a woman. I do not mean this with the intent to hurt anyone's feelings or to attack those who are fans of the all-female cast. It's just that Dark Plasman has such a deep voice that I just don't think it would be possible, or if they did, I think I would personally not enjoy it. I mean, if there is someone who has a deep voice like that, I would be happy to see it, but it just seems kinda unlikely as the deepest voice we have had in NewMyu this far are Syu Shiotsuki (UNV-LMF Sailor Uranus) and Kei Oogi (UNV Kaolinite). So unless they return to the mixed cast they had in BanMyu I do not see Kaguya Shima Densetsu happening in its original form in any way in the near future.

9) Other side stories

This is kinda random but maybe they could make musicals from other side stories. This seems very unlikely tho as the other side stories are a lot shorter and KHnK (unless they decide to make the Exam Battles into one musical or something idk) Demon Tree arc is also a possibility

10) NogiMyu R

Don't really see this happening as it has been quite a long time since the previous NogiMyu (although Super Live made a comeback so who knows). The only things to support this are the facts that at the end of NogiMyu they teased us with the Black Moon arc and ever since then it's been a possibility. Also on the Official Sailor Moon website, NogiMyu is still listed in the "Stage" section even after all this time so maybe they could be planning something with it. But if NogiMyu does make a comeback, I hope they do not do the DK arc AGAIN.

So there are many possibilities but will any of them come true? Who knows lol

Terms

KHnK: Kaguya-hime no Koibito musical from 2021

AE: Amour Eternal, musical from 2016 based on the SuperS/Dream/Yume arc

BanMyu: Sailor Moon musicals made by Bandai 1993-2005

UNV: Un Nouveau Voyage, musical from 2015 based on the Super/Infinity/Mugen arc

LMF: Le Mouvement Final, musical from 2017 based on the Stars arc

NewMyu: "new" Sailor Moon musicals by Nelke 2013-2017/2023 (some consider NewMyu to be only the five musicals of the first five arcs but some consider since 2013 to be part of NewMyu)

NogiMyu: Nogizaka46 Sailor Moon musical from 2018-2019 based on the Dark Kingdom arc

[doberbutts]

recently read count of monte crisco, and its one of my favorite books ever. im on the last few pages and i dont understand why many people think classics are daunting or boring. i was asked multiple times, unsolicited, why i would read a book like that, and people replied with my "for fun?" with, like, incredulity? theyre part of the canon for a reason. i wish i could convince people my age to at least give the classics a try, because i have, and it's really expanded my world.

That's a book I've been meaning to read for AGES and haven't gotten around to it just yet.

I love the classics, I love their flaws, I love the dry humor in most of them, I love the way reading them means you suddenly recognize references everywhere, I love how wordy and "boring" they are, and I kinda get it, because I also read modern books by modern authors and many of them are far easier to sink into and don't require so much thinking in order to enjoy, but sometimes I want to sit down and chew on something a little tougher.

My favorite book genre is "stuffy old guys paid by the word write about a thing to resolve their trauma in 1000 pages or less" and it's never let me down.

[cowsandpickles]

Life update!

Work: I’m 6 years into being a vet. Time has really flown by. When I first graduated the imposter syndrome hit hard. Every single appointment would cause major stress and anxiety. I was let go from my first job because I required a lot of hand holding, and they couldn’t mentor me well enough. It didn’t help that I studied large animals in school and went into small animal practice. It was a huge shake in my confidence. A colleague once told me that it takes about 4 years in this field to feel like you know what you’re doing, and boy was she right. I am so glad that I am through the first 4 years. Sure I have cases that confuse me, and dental extractions are definitely not my strong suit, but I genuinely feel like I’m a great doctor and am confident on the job. I used to look at my schedule the night before and stress about each thing on it before I came into work, and now I just roll in and deal with whatever the day throws at me. A lot of people are really unhappy in this field, but I honestly have no regrets about choosing veterinary medicine. Some days are hard, some clients suck, and the corporate greed in this field really bothers me, but day-to-day it truly is such a rewarding and fulfilling career, and I’m happy.

Love: I got married a year ago. It was a beautiful day, and a lot of my friends and family say it was the best wedding they’ve ever been to. I worked hard (against many of my mom’s wishes) to make it exactly how I wanted, and it was perfect. I just wish it lasted longer. I could’ve danced to that live band all night and was on cloud 9 with so many of my favorite people all in one place. We’ve been together for almost 8 years. We bought a house and live with our dog, cat, guinea pig (we lost a couple piggies this year sadly, and my heart dog Maggie died 2/29/2020, which I’m still not over but glad the anniversary of her death only comes every 4 years) and some outdoor cats we/I care for. My husband is amazing. He’s funny and smart and sweet, emotionally mature, loving and really just so freaking good to me. Sometimes I find it hard to connect emotionally, though. It’s hard to make time for intimacy with my work schedule being nutty and him being in medical school. We fall into the monotony of chores, tv, sleep, boring life and domestic stuff. I’ve been spending a lot time with friends, going on random adventures, talking about everything under the sun, traveling, playing games, going out. Honestly, recently I’ve been enjoying spending time with certain friends more than I enjoy spending time with him. It’s more fun and more exciting, we’ve been getting close and it feels great, but that makes me feel guilty. Fortunately, my husband is easy to talk to, and he’s been super understanding and patient and tries to make me feel less guilty about all this. Is this just what 8 years of monogamy looks like? Is this why people cheat? I’m having a hard time balancing all I want out of life. We want kids, and are actively trying, but while the idea of parenting a child or two with my husband sounds so amazing, exciting and rewarding, my anxiety is through the roof wondering how the heck am I going to add another thing into my life to balance and care for, and I’m grieving all the things I might have to give up. I hope that I can still continue to do all the things I like to do and see all the people I love and care about and continue to travel after I have a baby. He reassures me that I can, but I’m not so confident. I’m not superwoman (I’m just a girl). Am I ready? Does this anxiety mean I’m not ready? Is this normal? Will I ever be ready? I don’t want to not have a kid. Hopefully pregnancy hormones help and maternity leave policy is good.

Friends: I have the best friends in the world. I am so freaking lucky. Everyone’s kinda scattered around the map, some local, some far, but I’ve been traveling a lot to see them and spending late nights talking to them. I felt lonely and angry for a very long time, and sometimes I still feel a bit isolated in my thoughts, but right now I feel like I have so much love in my life and I truly am so happy and grateful for each and every person who helps make my life awesome. Being in my early 30s is really cool because I have an income to be able to do so many things, and I still have the energy to do it, and I feel like I can connect to people both younger and older.

Travel: I have the travel itch so badly. I want to go everywhere and explore everything. Above are some photos from trips over the past year- our honeymoon in Hawaii, a trip to San Francisco for a friend’s bachelorette party, a trip to Kentucky and Indiana to drink whiskey and see the solar eclipse, an incredible trip to Argentina with friends, a quick jaunt around Ireland with another friend, our anniversary trip to Maine, and a group trip to Shenandoah with my husband and friends. There’s so many places on my travel bucket list right now! I can’t wait for my next adventure!!

That’s it for now— until next time! :)

[yangxiaolongstan]

ok full disclosure, I fucking hate Strong. not even because of anything about him, but because Fallout 4 is Terrible at Super Mutants. so I'm not really looking forward to him. anyway, let's get started.

the Recruitment conversation with Strong is... fine I guess. I don't like it but overhauling it well would require completely overhauling the Super Mutants in Fallout 4. and yes, that post is coming. without completely changing the Super Mutants I would have Strong be hoping to find the milk of human kindness in order to make peace between Super Mutants and humans. he should recognize that his people are doomed in a way none of the other Mutants can understand. that even though they're physically superior, they will never replace humans because they can't reproduce and aren't as smart as us. as he is he's the epitome of everything I hate about 4's Super Mutants, stupid, violent for no reason, obsessed with strength, and worst of all boring.

Strong's moral compass is completely incoherent. not as in he's evil, but as in there is no moral position that makes any sense of the mess of his affinity. he likes when you do Minutemen quests but doesn't like when you're helpful, he likes when your violent but not when you steal, he even dislikes when you heal Dogmeat. wtf.

ooh and another bad impression on me, he has no conversation at 25% affinity. like with Codsworth I'm disappointed. we could have learned about Strong's history and what he thinks the milk of human kindness is. in my version where he wants to improve Super Mutant human relations he could talk about how worried he is and how, after traveling with you, he's more certain than ever that if they don't make peace, his people will go extinct eventually.

I don't know what causes it but Strong can't seem to find enemies when they attack. the worst example was in the glowing sea where 3 radscorpions jumped us. I had to kill all 3 of them with the deliverer while Strong was busy spinning around without firing a shot every time they dug down. most companions I honestly wouldn't mind much, I have them around for the story. but with Strong, I'm already frustrated enough with him that it kinda drives me batty. he's unpleasant, thus far poorly written, and not useful.

the 50% affinity conversation is... ok? Super Mutants are apparently communists? other than that there's basically nothing to the conversation. I'm kinda baffled by it. I think my version would have Strong ask you about the milk of human kindness since you seem to be the strongest human there is. obviously you can't show him where it is or give it to him since it's a metaphor, and Strong gets mad at you. for the next 15 minutes or so of game time he doesn't talk to you while he calms down. maybe even a speech check that he leaves if you fail.

and no 75% conversation either. jfc. ok ok. I have nothing to work with so this is probably gonna get a little out there. I would have this be the breakthrough for Strong. he realizes that the milk of human kindness isn't real. you aren't keeping it from him, you really can't give it to him. this realization kinda breaks him. his quest starts here, he asks you for help, he doesn't know what to do and there's only one Super Mutant in the Commonwealth who can possibly help him figure it out. the oldest and mightiest, Swan. in my version Swan isn't automatically hostile. he's been alive for so long that he doesn't see any real reason to attack humans. if you've already killed Swan then Strong straight up turns hostile and you have to kill him too. if not, you take Strong to meet Swan and see what wisdom they can impart. Swan tells Strong about the history of Mutants, how the ones in the Commonwealth were made by the Institute but they've popped up all over America from many places. maybe he even drops that he's not originally a Commonwealth mutant, but one of the Master's army who made his way across all of America and settled in the Commonwealth just before the first Institute Mutants were created. he tells Strong that every time Mutants and humans fight, the humans win in the end. the only way peace can happen is if Mutants take the first step and choose to not fight. to attempt peace without a guarantee that humans will accept it. and Strong sets out to create the first non aggressive Super Mutant settlement in the Commonwealth with your help.

see, THIS is why I hate the Mutants in 4. they are the epitome of the core problem of Fallout 4, completely wasted potential. there will almost certainly be a fixing Mutants post later but for now, the big problem is that if they were just a little better they would be great.

100% affinity. finally fucking done. the final conversation is kinda nothing. it might as well not happen. going by my version of Strong, a Mutant trying desperately to make peace, he would talk about how much he admires us for helping him, but eventually tells us he needs to make his way himself, govern the Mutant settlement we helped him found, and help his people outside of your shadow. he leaves his position as your companion, but you can still find him at the Super Mutant settlement you helped him found, as well as wandering the wasteland.

so yeah that's Strong. as far as I'm concerned he's the worst companion in all the 3d Fallout games. thank god he's done. Next up, another settlement needs my help. Preston Garvey and I are going adventuring. and probably Hancock after.

original fixing companions post

Piper

Codsworth

MacCready

Nick

Preston

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I told you to fucking JUMP the spikes, what do you call THAT!? The greatest equestrian game which horse lovers have begged for? My ass.

This is what happens when you rush to release a game straight onto the Nintendo switch as well as pc without thoroughly TESTING the game first.

yeah, the title screen visual quality is shit but who cares. We'll release the game anyway!

This game in question is Horse Tales: Emerald Valley Ranch.

If you think that a horse game that's SUPPOSED to be better than the previous ones which are marketed at little girls which you promised would be "the one horse gamers need" name sucks because it sounds exactly like those kinds of games. Then don't even bother with playing the whole game. If you can because the save files would get corrupted 😂 (apparently the updates fixed it, but seeing as you already ported this broken mess onto a psychical copy the damage is kinda already done)

May the Devs forever remember this failed experiment that should never have left the labs that early. This is the problem when people who tryhard to make a top tier horse game that are trying to be as realistic as RDR horses, Star Stable and Zelda breath of the wild (based on design choice) don't have the right skills to do so. Unfortunately leading to the failure. That's why if you want a game to succeed then you've got to put in a lot of time. Even if it means delays. Plus for a game like this it should have been a downloadable pc game first, so that updates can just come in since the game would rely on online anyway.

This is the Equestrian gaming community in a nutshell. They constantly want prim and proper horses with EXTREMELY realistic horse animations and movement. They will diss any other horse game or horses in games that doesn't fit that requirement. In fact I've actually played some of the horse games approved by these people and they SUCK. Yes, they're realistic but not FUN. At least Skyrim horses had the glitches to piss around with. Red Dead Redemption isn't even about horses yet Equestrians worship it. The game literally happened to have good animated horses (it's made by Rockstar, same Devs who made GTA) but there are horse game Devs who are so confident in making the 'perfect' game solely for horse people. Trust me, if there was a game that's farm simulator esc but you own a ranch and look after your own horses, take part in contests, ride yada yada then there will always be something that's not good enough. Why are you even after such a game? Go work in a real ranch. Real equestrians wouldn't even have the time to develop games let alone play them unless they used to work in that environment.

I like horses myself and I do know that there ARE equestrian gamers out there who don't behave like fussy spoilt brats (thinking about it I wouldn't be surprised. Owning a real horse is VERY expensive, and riding related jobs are not an easy career to get into. You have a far higher chance if you were born into it via wealth) I wish horse fans would just be grateful to seeing at least SOME horse in a game.

Making a horse game too realistic to the point of you need to use multiple control commands just to ride the horse is just boring. It's a chore, not a game.

This is why I left the horse game community (it was one of the communities I was banned from anyway) life there is extremely strict and opinionated anyway. Basically, you say that this game has got serious issues? They'll debunk everything you say and block/ban you. In their world THEY are always right. Even if they committed false advertising. They fucking charged around £7 for this game. I actually got Dragons Dogma on PS3 for a POUND and it has one of the BEST Dragon designs and movements I've ever seen. I like realism but also fantasy.

I played this so that you don't have to. Ever.

Please don't waste your money. RDR is cheaper to get nowadays.

Yes. A horse game community actually exists. Don't join it. Unless you want to be on a tight leash and judged for everything you say.

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Het Mauritshuis

(Maurice House) ‘’Come up close with paintings you definitely know’’

Location: Den Haag, Zuid-Holland, The Netherlands Price: 19,- / Students 12,50 Duration: 1- 2 hours Transport: you can take the train to Den Haag Centraal and walk about 10 minuets Language: Dutch / English Activities: Look at famous historical art, audio tour Date of visit: Monday 27th of March 2023 Expo at that time: Vrel, Forerunner of Vermeer

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*For this museum you need to make a reservation, I also recommend you take headphones with you.

On Monday I have most free time to travel as I have online lectures on that day, what i can watch just as well in the train as at home. Sadly, Monday is the day that most museums are closed, so I don't have a lot of choice. But today I went to Den Haag and just went to see what was open. Het Mauritshuis was open, well I actually had to wait an hour, but I just walked around a bit. It was very cold and windy outside, and I really recommend visiting this city in the summer, since it wasn't as pretty as I usually remembered it to be now.

Feel like a VIP As i got to the beautiful old building and walked through the gates to the door, I was pointed by a man in a suit towards the stairs going down under the Hofvijver. After that I got to a desk where they took my jacked and bag and i once gain was greeted by people in suit. All this was way more formal than any museum I have been to so far. Then I walked upstairs, and I was inside the beautiful old building. Old painting everywhere. 

It was kinda busy, which I didn't expect. I was there the second it opened, and it’s a random Monday, so maybe it's even buster when tourist will hit the city in the summer. You do need to make a reservation for this museum, luckily since it's not busy, yet I could do that right before it opened.

The peal earring

This museum is known for showing famous Dutch painters like Rembrandt and, most importantly, Vermeer. The highlight is the painting of the girl with the peal earring. However, that wasn’t there today, as they had borrowed the painting to Het Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam for some months. To compensate for this, they did have other visions made by people all over the world and stories of people and how important art is to them. The painting will be back in April, so I just missed it, sadly.

Kinda… boring? As you know, I like interactive museums, and this is very much just.. Looking? Like bro, I can also look at the painting for free ON THEIR SITE. But I know this is how historical art museums are. After walking and reading for a bit, a group of students walked in, with a tour guide. And I just kept following them for a bit. They were Ukrainian students here fleeing from the war. I’ve heard from a lot of museums that Ukrainian schools or groups of adult will come by museums often. In the Chicken museum I went to some weeks ago, the man working there told me that these museum visits are mandatory by the state, so they will have a good integration in the Netherlands. I think that's a good thing and very interesting that I get to see it everywhere.

Download the App

This was the first museum that had an app and I really recommend it as that will give you access to the map, audio tour and other things. The museum also has free Wi-Fi with is nice when you require an app. First you choose your language, but after I clicked around some and tested other languages I noticed that if you chose anything other than Dutch or English you won't have access to the audio tour. Like everything in the app will be in your preferred language except the actual information about the paintings????? Which will still show in English. That was kinda weird tbh but okay. In the app, you can also select a tour, like ‘’the highlight tour’’ or ‘’the animal tour’’ and some others. Or you do what I did, and you just type in the numbers of paintings that you want more info off. So I do recommend you take headphones, otherwise you can still hold your phone to your ear, but headphones would just work better.

Would I pay the price: nooooooway, idk maybe I don't get the difference between looking at art in real life, I'm like ‘’hmm I already saw this’’ Would I revisit it: nah Who do I recommend it to: people/tourists who like to see famous painting Interactive:         2 Educational: 1 Storytelling: 1 Price: 2 memorable: 3 Total score: 1,8

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Since he has no way of knowing what she’s thinking, the only thing he’s bothered by is the fact that he’s been interrupted. He’d left those people so long ago by now, and yet, there was always some Sorcerer who came and fucked with him every single time he found himself getting comfortable. It can’t be coincidence at this point, even though he has no way to tell if it’s purposeful or not. That just makes everything much more aggravating, though, because if it is coincidence, when the hell is it gonna stop being so? He wants out of this fucked up cycle.

Since he can’t know what she’s thinking, though, he can only be focused on the present, and as the flashlight putters out, he gives a derisive snort. Not prepared and not being careful, this new era of Sorcerers was really gonna have some problems on their hands. He almost pities the kid, but his annoyance weighs out instead, so he doesn’t. Tough luck.

“Clearly.” He says, tone clipped, as he drops his raised hand, weapon going with it. “And a damn good thing it did; d’ya have a habit of summoning Curses to you by flashing a damn light everywhere, or are you just that stupid?”

He’s not expecting an answer, nor would he really care if he got one, so he only scowls; while he’s not entirely bothered by her studying him, it’s not like he gets annoyed by every little thing (and he’s doing the exact same thing, so he may as well let her do it to him), he does grow even more annoyed as she points out that he didn’t answer...but then immediately follows herself up with acknowledging how he isn’t willing to. If she knows that, why point it out? There was a million other things they could get to the point of, one namely being her leaving him the hell alone.

“Smartass,” he continues on, both exasperated and aggravated, “if you know so damn much, then you know to get the hell outta my way. I don’t have time to play babysitter.”

In his own brief observance of her, Toji finds nothing of particular merit—she’s just another student, nothing inherently special popping out and making itself known. There was no shortage of non-impressive Sorcerers out there, sure, but it was still a major let-down. He knows the requirements for getting into the Jujutsu schools don’t really take that sort of thing into account, but still. Kinda kills the vibe, and kinda makes him not want to be around if she finds herself in trouble. Far be it from him to be responsible for some kid.

One thing he can give her some personal credit for, though, is not trying to immediately kill him, which he generally appreciates out of a person; the fact that she’s able to concede to him not telling her anything is confirmation that she doesn’t know who he is, too. Out of some deference to that, he doesn’t mind leaving her be, for now. Since the light likely hadn’t been on him long enough to where she could get a good look at him, either, he’ll let her run out and go back to whatever Window brought her over to this place. It’s better for literally all three of them.

“People normally introduce themselves when asking who someone is, anyway,” his tone has now become slightly bored, though only out of the hope it’ll make her leave, “but it’s your lucky day that I don’t give a shit, and that I’m willing to let it slide. Let’s say we skip the formalities and head our own way ‘cause of it.”

He really hopes that’s enticing enough that they’ll be able to separate, because he really does not want to stand in place any longer; he can sense how the Curse is now on the move. While it’s still fairly far from them, he doesn’t doubt it could get the jump on them real fast, and while he’s not currently sensing a Domain, this is still the Curse’s territory. He knows his skills well-enough to travel around in it with caution, but he has no damn clue if she knows that—at least, he has no damn clue if she knows how to do that right.

He’s not eager to stick around and find out.

Questions, questions, questions. 

Her frown deepens furthermore at the lack of an answer, to a simple question. Surely, just by the appearance or perhaps the puissant air that surrounds the man, she can tell he is no civilian. ‘Did he-’ Yes, even though he used the weapon to shield his eyes just as quick as he raised the weapon at her. The fact he is armed, just proves the point. Her instincts tell her to be careful.

She wasn’t told about the possibility there could be interventions on this mission. And so, she was expecting none. However,

She doesn’t turn it off but is kind enough not to flash the light into his eyes anymore. Before responding to the man, she chose to observe him first and perhaps with a few observations of her own. Right off the bat, she can tell he is strong, and would easily overpower her in close-ranged combat, not to mention he is also armed, so it might be best to avoid conflicts.

‘The curtain...’ she ponders, ‘was he here already or... Did he’ The latter possibility is almost ridiculous to think, ‘pass through the curtain...’ it’s not an easy task, even sorcerers if not skilled enough cannot enter and leave the barrier as they please. So she sticks to her first theory, that he was already in the area.

About a half-an-hour to Forty-five minutes, approximately, during the inspection, she had not heard or felt anyone’s presence. Intriguing that the man was just a few steps behind her. ‘I couldn’t feel his presence' 

Was it just stealth? By the time she finished thinking, the torchlight had already given up. 

‘I should have brought spare batteries…’

“It’s off” she finally speaks her voice relaxed, not glaring anymore. She pockets back the torch into her sling bag. It’s hard to gauge what’s going on inside her head with how nonchalant she seems. She then looks up at the man, “You haven’t answered my question” she says, not hostile anymore.  “Well,” she continues. “I’m not sure if you will be willing to answer anything at all” reasonably so, he doesn’t have to.

"Surely, I intend to stay in my lane," she replies, not heeding his implication that she is weak.

‘What a turn of events’ her eyes slightly narrow at the thought, ‘This ought to be a simple mission, yet…’ a small sigh leaves her lips.

[jellifysh]

Getting Back Into the Swing of Things (part seventeen)

Or, Namjoon falls back in love with his ex (and his boyfriends do, too)

Ot7 x reader (slow burn, roommates au, fluff, honeymoon ;) long chapter)

A/n: taglist at the bottom as always,, last chapter y'all, are you ready? :) Smut with feelings/plot below ⬇️ irl you should wear condoms and use lube, and anal is not nearly so simple, but im lazy and this is fantasy; start and end of smut scenes indicated by a ♡ sign if you wanna skip

While Jimin's words had electrified you, Jin quickly shot it down, saying that everyone needed to rest from the long day of traveling and preparations that were made, far too drained from traveling that day to engage in anything that required more energy than it took to kick off his shoes and cuddle the heck out of his loves.

And you had to agree. Since the wedding-- hell, since the engagement party, your life has been a whirlwind and taking time for yourself hasn't been a priority, always focused on looking perfect in public to keep from tarnishing Namjoon's reputation, which was now linked to yours. This is where the fancy, classy outfits Jimin and Taehyung had been buying you have come in handy, your put together looks along with your frequent appearances on their Instagram pages have made you some what of a celebrity, boosting your followers count and causing more organizations reaching out to work with you. You had even received news from your old school offering you a full ride scholarship to study with them again, not that you'd even need it at this point, being offered jobs within the fashion field despite your lack of certification.

It was scary, all this attention on you so suddenly and you hoped that you would eventually fade into obscurity again after a while once people got used to the new couple in the celebrity world.

So, basically, when you laid your head on that pillow surrounded for the first time by all the men you had come to love, you knocked out cold. You want to say that it was a magical experience. That finally sharing a bed with all of them (and not just the maknaes looking for extra cuddles) like you had watched them do with each other was fulfilling. And in a way it kinda was, the slow breathing rhythms of everyone of them around you, squished onto a mattress in ways that would definitely have people waking up with a numb arm or two, made you feel whole in weird way, like you had been living life one, boring way, and suddenly realized that there was a much simpler way.

But mostly it was just hot and sticky, and not in the good way, the covers being completely tossed aside at some point and none of you caring. Jungkook had managed to lay on top of you, head laying on your chest in a way you weren't sure wasn't purposeful, and Hoseok had pulled you half on top of him, your pillow the lean muscle of his bare chest. Because yes, these boys sleep practically naked.

You woke up feeling sweaty, not that any of the boys seemed to care. Half of them were awake before you, the morning light peeking through the blinds probably causing it, and the other half were still lazing about in bed, skin still touching yours even with more space to stretch out.

"Jungkook," Jin rasped in a voice that told you he was still half asleep while batting Jungkook's unmoving body with a pillow. "Stop pretending to sleep and go take a shower."

You looked down at the boy still pressed into your chest, seeing him try to fight off a smile with his eyes still closed. "You brat," Yoongi pinched him, making him yelp. "Don't be a perv."

"Like you have room to talk." Jungkook scoffed, giving up the act and rolling off you. "You talk in your sleep." The boy muttered indignantly, slumping to the bathroom.

Yoongi went bright red, trying to subtly look at you to gauge your reaction. Namjoon chuckled, rich and deep, bed shaking with the movement. He was sat up next to you, pillow behind his back as he read a novel, because of course he brought a book on a honeymoon, and turned to you, amusement all over his face. "It's okay. Our honey's a deep sleeper." He said, hand cupping your jaw and stroking your cheek with his thumb tenderly.

"Our honey." Jin sighed, content, leaning over to peck you on the cheek. "That sounds so perfect."

You covered your face with a pillow shyly, not able to handle the caring gazes trained on you, making Namjoon laugh again. Jimin and Taehyung came out of the bathroom holding hands, a flush to their skin that suggested it wasn't just due to the shower water being too hot. "What're we laughing about?"

You had known that the boys were intimate with each other, that much was obvious, at first you never saw much of it, nothing more than obscene sounds bleeding through shared walls or blushes and heated looks being shared that made you feel like you should look away. Over time they had become more open with showing affection to each other in front of you, mostly chaste kisses and touches. Suddenly, you realized that you were about to be thrown into the middle of their love life, be able to see the intimacy for yourself. That they would be more open about affairs that were previously private. That they wanted you to see them and be with them now.

Wow.

"Yoongi's shy because Jungkook called him out on saying angel's name in his sleep."

Yoongi grabbed a pillow, hitting Hoseok with it repeatedly as the other man laughed, unrepentant. You found yourself giggling, too, watching the sudden energy Yoongi had. Namjoon caught your attention again, stroking your hair as you looked up at him curiously, the amusement still on his face, bone deep contentment showing through his smile. Looking at you, laying nestled in the pile of cuddliness that were the loves of his life, he couldn't be happier. You looked so perfectly in place. Yoongi, Jin, and him were still lazing about in bed, Hoseok having showered earlier, going to use the gym room Taehyung's parents had in the house, only stopping to tease Yoongi. The maknaes were going to go explore the beach and maybe the town nearby. He himself had gotten out of bed to do something productive, being pulled back into bed by Jin after he washed up, telling him that he shouldn't work himself to death on his honeymoon.

And you yawning while being all curled up in a ball-- your favorite sleeping position, he remembered, thinking of how he used to wrap himself around you when you would sleep in the same bed before-- was the perfect way to start his morning. And if everything went well, it would start this way for the rest of his life.

So the day started like that. Calm and serene, and it seemed it would stay that way. The warm sun and strong breeze made you want to curl up on the pool chairs and sleep, but you would be happy with staying in bed. After washing up, you laid right back down. Jin was having a movie marathon-- all movies he was in, of course-- Yoongi humoring him and joining, but you were sure that was mostly because it was an activity he could do laying down. Namjoon took to the academic journals Taehyung's parents had on shelves around the house. They had many in multiple subjects, anatomy and literature and physics. Jin called him a dork but he just shook his head and smiled, undeterred.

"Alright, you ready for my best film?" Jin said, throwing the blanket over you, settled in the middle between Yoongi and him.

Yoongi scoffed, hands hand busy with combing through your hair. "You say every movie is your best film."

"And I'm right every time." Jin replied back confidently, and you giggled. He winked at you, pressing play and you watched rapt with interest, the movie truly was excellent. It was a murder mystery with Jin playing the lead detective, captivating, cunning, charismatic. It was a perfect role for him.

"I'm going go grab some water." He whispered, slipping away at some point towards the end. You hummed, not paying much attention, eyes glued to the screen. It was only after the movie ended that you realized Jin never came back. You ventured out to look for him, Yoongi staying put and selecting the next movie.

You tiptoed down the stairs, looking around, the house was a maze, the only thing discerning one hallway from another was the artwork on display. Before you knew it, you were in the kitchen.

And so was Jin.

Sat up on the kitchen counter, Namjoon between his legs leaning in towards him with his hands under his shirt around his waist, was Jin, lips locked with Namjoon's in a tender looking kiss. It really was a domestic scene, Jin's hands wrapped over his shoulders.

You gasped involuntarily, covering your mouth. It was a just a kiss honestly, it wasn't like they had their clothes off, but you still tried not to pry into their personal business, and watching them kiss felt like a total invasion of privacy.

They broke apart at the sound, turning to you, and you moved your hand up, covering your eyes now. "I didn't see anything!" You squeaked.

Jin chuckled. "That's my bad, I took too long with the water." He looked back at Namjoon, neither especially bothered by the interruption. He pecked his forehead, pushing him back gently and hopping down. "Have fun with your books, genius." He said to Namjoonㅣㅣ, a sarcastic edge to the title. Namjoon just laughed as Jin picked up the cup of water he originally went came to get off the counter.

You were quiet all the way back to the bedroom, flustered into silence. Jin was holding back a smile, biting his lip. He wasn't laughing at you, really, it's just so cute when you got all blushy like that. Even now that you were theirs you were still shy.

The both of you entered the room again, Yoongi picking up on the awkward air around you. "What happened?" He asked, corner of his mouth already turned up in amusement. You stayed quiet, crawling back to your spot in the middle of the bed, Jin slipping in next to you.

"Sweetie pie saw me and Joonie kissing in the kitchen and got all embarrassed." Jin explained and you hid your face in your hands, hiding yourself.

"Nothing to be embarrassed over, kitten." Yoongi assured you, turning back to the screen, lifting the remote to play the next movie. "We used to accidentally walk in on each other all the time. No need to be embarrassed."

Jin took a closer look at your flustered state, a curl coming to his lip. "Unless, that's not why she's embarrassed." His hand cupped your jaw, turning you to face him. "Maybe our darling wanted to try for herself." Jin spoke, tone suddenly low and silky, leaning closer slowly, the gravitational pull of his soft lips making you lean in as well.

Your eyebrows shot upwards at the shift in atmosphere. "Is that... okay?" You asked, voice little more than a whisper as you felt like speaking too loud would disrupt the slow pace of Jin's path towards your mouth. You saw his plump lips curve into a smile, soft but also smug.

"We're all yours, remember baby?" He spoke, stopping to speak, his lips brushing yours. You could hardly remember to breathe, to blink, waiting with bated breath for him to close the distance. He seemed to like taking his time though, reveling in your eager expression. He spoke again, and you knew now he was definitely teasing you with the way his lips were just touching yours, but not nearly enough to call it a kiss. "And you're all ours, too."

With that, he closed the distance, pressing to your lips firmly in an all consuming kiss. His hand moved to the nape of your neck, holding you as he tilted your head for a deeper kiss. His nails scraped your scalp slightly finding purchase in your hair, you letting out a small moan at the sensation, muted by his lips. Taking the opening, he kissed deeper, licking into your mouth, twining his tongue against yours languidly. He kissed like he was trying to savor the taste of you, like you were the most delicious meal, eager to have you and not letting you get away for a second, the firm grip he hand in your hand keeping you in place as he indulged in you.

♡

Gently, as you kissed, he eased you onto your back, laying you back down onto the bed and moving over you. He pulled back, finally letting you come up for air as you breathed heavily, watching his chest heave over you. Your eyes hazy, skin flushed from the heat of his kiss. It was fervent but not overexcited, the older man's experience showing in his ease of turning you into a kissed-out puddle, pliant under him as he situated himself above you, kissing at the corner of your lips and jaw as you caught your breath. Jin sucked at a spot on your neck, making you let out the most delectable sound, sucking in earnest to hear it again.

A deep chuckle rolled out from next to you, rumbling through the pillow Jin laid your head on. You almost forgot Yoongi was here, almost lazily observing the display in front of him, you slowly losing your composure as Jin laved licks onto your warm skin. You made eye contact with him, Yoongi comparatively much more composed than you, but you could see the way his pupils were blown out, eyes watching you like he wanted to pounce while his body stayed in its relaxed position.

"So sensitive, aren't you, kitten?" He drawled, still casually looking you over. He reached out a hand, dragging his thumb over your lips. You licked at it absentmindedly and he inhaled sharply, pressing his thumb further into your mouth. "Nice and warm" He hummed, you lightly sucking on his thumb.

"I wonder if she's just as warm somewhere else." Jin purred, slowly pulling down the band of your pajamas. "Is this alright, cupcake?"

You nodded, shaking with desire but Yoongi just gripped your jaw tighter, pulling your attention back to him. "Use your words. Say what you want." His eyes burned into yours, amusement gone.

"I want you." You said, timidly and a bit flustered by having to say the words out loud.

"Want us to what?" He asked, implying that he wanted more detail from you. He wasn't going to let you easy, and a part of him burned to hear you say how much you want them out loud.

"Touch me?" You said, blinking up at him hopefully.

"Where?" Yoongi tilted his head, raising an eyebrow, playing dumb.

You huffed, frustrated with their teasing, and they both laughed. "Alright baby, I won't tease." Jin said, pulling down your pajama bottoms.

"You need new pajamas." Yoongi stated, eyes entranced with the slow way Jin was pulling them off, watching more and more of your smooth skin get revealed.

"Why?" You asked.

"These look too good on you. Every time I see you in them I wanna rip them off." He finished, pushing your shirt up and trailing his fingers down your exposed stomach, giving your pouch an affectionate rub.

The statement both made you smile and ignited a heat in your belly, how long had they wanted you like this? But you were quickly distracted by Jin's fingers on you, rubbing oh so lightly against the pad of your clit. Your breathing stuttered, which didn't escape Jin's notice. "Does that feel good?"

"Yes," you breathed, legs struggling to stay still, wanting to chase the new sensation. Jin teased you for a while through your panties, rubbing around your clit, then trailing elsewhere, repeating over and over as you whined for more. While he was working you up, you noticed that his eyes weren't studying you.

They were watching Yoongi, who seemed totally enraptured by every little twitch of your body, watching you try to buck forward against Jin's hand on your hip keeping you held down with a hungry look in his eye.

"Yoongi," Jin spoke, snapping the other man out of his trance. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Yoongi licked his lip, then bit into it, sliding to where Jin was and positioning himself between your legs as Jin moved aside. Squeezing your thighs in both of his hands, he leaned forward slowly, giving a soft lick to your clothed clit. Your answering buck and attempt to close your legs made him bite down a growl, quickly moving his hands to take your panties off, your arousal stretching in slick strands as he pulled the fabric away from your heat.

"This wet from a little kissing, baby girl?" Yoongi said, voice an octave lower as he took in your wetness, running two fingers through it and spreading his fingers to watch it stretch.

"Now, now, Yoongi," Jin began, mock scolding as he moved back up to pepper your lips with teasing kisses. "You know not to play with your food."

Yoongi smirked, leaning in towards your clit, breath ghosting over it and making you twitch. "How can I not," he asked, watching the way your thighs trembled in anticipation. "When it's so fun to watch her squirm?"

"Yoongi please?" You pleaded gently, breath coming in quick puffs, quicker and quicker the closer his mouth got to you. He chuckled, the air puffing against you making you bite your lip.

"Aw, she's begging now." He smiled sardonically. "How badly do you want it, kitten?"

"So bad." You whispered, hand reaching out to grip his hair, lightly pushing it down.

"Lemme not keep you waiting then." He pressed a light kiss to your clit making you gasp, then dove back in and sucked hard, your gasp turning to a moan and you dropped your head back against the pillow, gripping the fabric as he lapped at your essence. Jin was trailing his hands over you, one moving under your shirt to rub lightly, teasingly, at a nipple, rolling the bud around as he sucked a trail up your neck and then planted his lips on yours again. He swallowed down your moans and whimpers as Yoongi continued licking and sucking, alternating in a madness inducing rhythm. He would focus on your clit, then move to your gushing hole, licking up whatever sweetness leaked out and then back up, your hips bucking against him uncontrollably. You lifted your legs onto his shoulder for better leverage, near suffocating him with the way you rode his face for release. If Yoongi wasn't so intent on savoring every delicious part of you, he might've teased you about how desperately you rubbed against him, the obscene sounds you made as you chased release, high-pitched whines and drawn out moans, Yoongi pulling sound after sound out of you. You turned your head, burying it into the pillow to muffle the noises coming out of you, only to get a slap on your thigh from Yoongi.

"Don't you dare try to be quiet right now," he growled, taking two fingers and circling your hole, easing you open, an easy job considering his tongue did of the work already. "You're gonna take what I give you, and let everyone in the house know how good I'm making you feel, you understand me?"

"Y-yes." You replied, voice cracked and raspy.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes sir?"

"Good girl." He praised with a gentle rewarding stroke to your thigh, fingers still working inside you. His eyes focused squarely on your face, holding eye contact as his fingers curled up to hit your g-spot. Your legs squeezed tighter around him, but he looked unphased, even downright pleased about the way you kept losing control. With your hair strewn about, your chest heaving from the pleasure, and the hickeys Jin was steadily placing all over your neck and collarbone, you looked like a dream come true.

But one thing would make it better.

He got back to work, leaning down to suck at your clit again, still shifting his fingers inside of you, working you up towards your peak and you were fast approaching.

Jin had pulled himself out of his boxers already, stroking himself with one hand while laving you with attention with the other. He was already unraveling at the sight of you getting blissed out from the feel of Yoongi's tongue, eyes closed and head thrown back against the pillow. And the sounds you were making sounded like heaven, your sweet voice like singing. He looked down seeing Yoongi fully immersed in pleasing you, eyes closed as he worshipped you.

But Jin just about lost it when your hand reached out, clumsily wrapping around his shaft and tugging, twisting your hand and circling your thumb around the tip every so often. Even when lost in pleasure you were still thinking about him, and Jin couldn't help but sloppily buck up into your hand, wrapping his hand around yours and fucking up into it as his own high approached, moaning out as he showered you in his release. The milky liquid splattered onto your torso, decorating the peaks of your chest. Your eyes fluttered as you watched it roll over your skin, and combined with the fervor of Yoongi's tongue, you unraveled, back arching, gushing out onto Yoongi's chin and fingers, your thighs clamping around his head as you held his face to your pussy with the grip in his hair.

After a few moments of trying to catch your breath, you came back down to reality, realizing you basically almost drowned Yoongi and gasped, sitting up, removing your legs from around him. "I'm so sorry!"

Yoongi was almost as dazed as you were as he straightened up himself, licking your juice off his fingers with a pleased expression. "Never apologize for that."

Jin chuckled, tired just from watching you two go at it, and leaned over to kiss Yoongi, licking into his mouth and tasting the juices you left on his face. You blushed, weirdly too embarrassed to watch despite what you had just experienced with them. As you looked back, willing yourself to not be so shy, you realized Yoongi was still painfully hard, bulge straining against his sweatpants.

"Yoongi," you started, reaching a hand out. "Can I... help with that?" You asked, hand hesitantly hovering over the bulge. He probably just wanted Jin's help with it, but you still wanted to offer.

He grasped your hand in his, giving it a light squeeze. "You don't have to, Y/n."

"I want to... If you want me to..?" You said, uncertain. You didn't want to push, but if you could help him feel even half as amazing as you did, you'd be happy.

"You should let her help, Yoon." Jin said, positioning you once more. He laid you down against the pillows, pulling your legs apart again. Your cunt, still glistening, greeted them as your thighs spread again. "Look at how ready she is for you."

"You sure about this, kitten?" Yoongi questioned you, but he wasn't looking at you, he was looking at the slick mess between your legs and the way your juices had smeared on your thighs.

"Yes, sir." You replied, voice hush from the way he was staring you down. You felt like prey under him, and maybe you were, his hand settling on your hip to keep your from moving as he glided his fingers over your wetness again. You shook a little, still sensitive from the last orgasm as Yoongi pushed his fingers into you, stretching you out.

Jin pulled his sweatpants down, Yoongi's shaft springing up as it was freed, pale and flush at the tip. It was long, you couldn't help but notice, and Yoongi lined himself up with your opening, stroking your juices over himself to make the first push smoother, you wondered for a moment if all of it would even fit.

He took your hands, crossing them over at the wrists and holding them down above your head with one hand, the other he used to brace himself over you, leaning down so he could kiss at your neck, adding some hickeys of his own. As he distracted you with the sensations at your neck, he pushed in slowly, so slow you almost didn't notice at first.

But as the width of his cock stretched you open, you were all too aware, gasping at the foreign feeling. It had been too long since you been touched like this, held like this, kissed like this.

"Fuck, kitten," Yoongi groaned, lips pressed behind your ear. "Your pussy's practically sucking me in." He said, fighting to control the pace of his thrust when all he could feel was your walls tightening around him.

Sheathed in you to the hilt, your hips pressed onto each other's as you let out a soft moan at the feeling of fullness. Slowly, he pumped in and out, keeping a steady rhythm while watching your facial expression.

"Yoongi," you mewled, hands squirming under his hold.

"What is it, kitten?"

"I want more." You moaned, wrapping your legs over his, pulling him closer to you.

"More?" He asked, speeding up his pace and tilting your hips up into his for a better angle with the hand he had on your hip until you were whining for a different reason. "How's this, baby?"

You couldn't answer, him hitting the perfect spot, hammering up into you at a speed that made you see stars. He watched your face, watching you inch closer and closer to a second release, the same gorgeous sounds pouring out of you. He could feel himself tipping over the edge, fighting it back until he brought you to the edge a second time.

He could tell by the way you clung to him tighter and your moans grew louder that that was quickly approaching, your legs tightening around him until he could hardly pull back, instead pistoning into that sweet spot until your jaw slackened, letting out a long sweet moan that sounded better than any song he'd ever made and if he could put it on a track he was sure it'd be a best seller.

The sounds you were making coupled with the fluttering of your warm, wet pussy gushing around him brought him to his end, burying his face in your neck as he came into you with a hiss, your slick warmth milking him for every drop. Your body was complete heaven, every part, and he almost found himself tearing up from how happy he was that he could hold you like this. That you were theirs and you wanted them and they could show you how much they loved you. He panted into your neck as he was coming down from his high and you were still grappled onto him, no signs of letting go.

♡

You turned your head, still holding his head to your chest. "Where's Jin?" You rasped, voice hoarse from overuse. Yoongi looked up, noting the empty expanse of bed where Jin used to be.

Yoongi snorted, laying his head back down. "Guess he got bored." He shrugged, basking in the silence as you trailed your fingers over his back and in his hair.

Eventually, footsteps came down the hall, Jin entering with a fresh bowl of popcorn, having put on boxers and pajama pants at some point while you and Yoongi were occupied. "Oh, you guys are finished," He remarked, faux-pouting as he entered the room. "I got something to snack on while I watched." He joked.

Yoongi scoffed, Jin really found time to joke at any possible moment. "Come help clean up our girl, you perv." He chastised, leaning away from you, though you put up a fight, trying to tighten your arms around him. He calmed you with a peck on your forehead, smoothing your messy hair back.

Jin chuckled, placing the bowl down on a nightstand, setting about the hard task of detangling you from Yoongi. You felt sweaty and weirdly sticky and as Yoongi pulled back you realized why, his cum dripping out of you and pooling onto the bed.

A long moment went by as you could feel it roll down but when you tried to close your legs again, suddenly shy, Yoongi shot a hand out, keeping you open for him.

"I'll go get a towel to clean you up," Jin said, leaving Yoongi to his trance with his gaze fixated between your legs. "We won't need to be buying you Plan B, will we?"

"No, it's okay," you answered, "I'm on birth control. I started taking it again after those awful cramps from my period." Yoongi slowly nodded, still not completely thinking straight, especially after learning they could have sex with you raw.

"Is something wrong, Yoongi?" You asked tentatively after a while, wondering what the man was so focused on. His gaze shifted to you, seeing the slight worry, and his face broke into a smile, trying to both reassure you and show you how happy he was.

"I love you, kitten." He whispered after he leaned in close, laying a soft kiss on your lips. "You're just so beautiful. I can't believe that this is happening."

"How do you think I feel?" You smiled back, giving him another kiss in turn, and he pulled you back for another. And another...

"Take it easy on our girl, Yoongi," Jin scolded, pulling him back so he could clean you properly. He came forward with a warm wet towel, gently wiping in between your legs, being careful not to irritate your sensitive parts. You thanked him, smiling, then said, "Is there anything more I can do for you? I'm sorry we kinda forgot about you for a moment there."

"Why do you ask? Is our little darling not satisfied?" He teased, satisfied with the little blush that formed in your face on your face and relented, his teasing smirk turning to a soft smile. "I'm good, sweetheart, and I'm sure you're tired. You've been so good for us. Let's lay down for the next movie and get some rest." He urged, smoothing your hair back from your sweaty face. You were sure you looked like a mess but he stared at you like you were the stars in the sky.

You nodded, snuggling back into the bed, Jin sliding up behind you and wiggling a shirt onto you that you were sure was his or Yoongi's. Cuddled up in their arms as they ran their hands over your skin comfortingly, the sound of Jin's voice on TV lulled you to sleep, drifting off with your two boyfriends as your pillows.

--

"You have to see this! Come on, it's so much prettier at night!" Jungkook pleaded, pulling at your arm to lead you outside.

All day, Jungkook had been telling you about the cool places he explored with Jimin and Taehyung, the things they did around town and he was bent on making sure you had the same experience. Right now he was dragging you towards the wildlife near the beach, some trees and tall grass, an occasional beautiful flower field dotting the grass, but that didn't seem to be what he wanted to show you, from how excited he was.

He pulled aside a couple of low hanging leaves, revealing a trail that led down the beach and into a small cave. Hoseok stood in front of the entrance already, near a couple of abandoned looking beach lounges. He turned, seeing you approach and waved eagerly.

"Hey! You ready to see what's in the cave?" He asked, eyes glittering in the last light of the sunset. You turned to Jungkook, eyebrows shot up in shock.

"A cave?" You asked, turning to Jungkook apprehensively.

He held his hands out as if to calm you. "I know how it sounded, but it's a cool cave! Not scary at all, nice and spacious inside and we're not going in that deep."

"But why so late? It's practically night."

"Because, what we're about to see looks better at night." He explained cryptically, ushering you forward. He covered your eyes as he led you in, saying he wanted it to be a surprise.

Soon, you stopped, his hand still covering your eyes. You heard him whispering to Hoseok and a cool draft of wind blew over you. "Can I open my eyes yet?" You said, shivering slightly. You wanted to see what they had to show you, but you were eager to get out of whatever creepy cave Jungkook had dragged you into.

"Not yet... Just wait a little bit more..." Jungkook said, then after a few moments, he continued. "Okay, open them... now!"

His hands pulled back from your face and you opened your eyes. At first you couldn't see much, eyes adjusting to the dark of the cave and the light from outside not quite illuminating far. Then, the setting sun hit the perfect angle, light straight forward into the cave. At first, you saw some twinkling, then suddenly the whole cave was alight, crystals growing from the walls and floor glimmering in the sun's light.

"Wow," you breathed, stepping forward to look closer at a crystal on the wall. The sunlight shining through it cast little rainbows all around it, beams of red and green and blue shining all over the cave's previously dark walls. You turned back to Jungkook, awe and wonder dancing around your eyes. "This is so beautiful. How did you find this?"

"We were walking along the beach yesterday." Jungkook said, stepping up next to you. "We came back and told the other guys about it and Hobi wanted to come see. I figured you should see it, too."

"Thank you for bringing me here. It's gorgeous." You replied sincerely. This vacation really was incredible, this whole place was beautiful, and you couldn't wait to spend time exploring yourself. If everything here was as pretty as this cave, you would need to carry a camera with you from now on. For now, you used your phone, snapping a few photos of the scenery.

"This isn't even the best part." Jungkook said, a sneaky smile on his face.

"Are there more crystals or something?" You asked, trying to worm it out of him.

He shook his head. "Not crystals." He half-answered, laughing at the pout you gave him. "You'll see! Just wait."

"I don't like waiting." You frowned, and Hoseok chuckled on the other side of the cave, looking at crystals himself.

You continued looking around, you just could not get enough of the view. Looking out the opening of the cave, there was a perfect view of the sun gleaming on the water, and inside, the shards of crystal of the ground made it look like you were walking on diamonds. But as the sun began to leave the sky, another glow started to appear in the cave, replacing the fading light of the sun. You gasped, seeing a patch of moss growing in a corner starting to glow, looking ethereal and unreal. You bent down to look at it, realizing that the entire cave was glowing with bioluminescent moss. When you straightened back up, excitedly turning around to point out the gorgeous sight, you caught Hoseok's eyes already on you, a glimmer of darkness in them that wasn't just from the dimness of the cave.

Since yesterday with Yoongi and Jin, you had been getting more trailing looks from the boys, assuming details of your *ahem* activities had been shared. Our maybe it didn't even need to be said, the satisfied looks and your various states of undress in the bed that day might have been telling enough. And then there's the fact that Namjoon and Hoseok were definitely able to hear you as they were still in the house. You weren't disillusioned enough to say you were quiet, and while you would usually feel embarrassed at someone knowing what you had been up to, you feel weirdly relaxed about it. The level of trust you had built up with the boys making you sure that they wouldn't judge you over it.

Jungkook bounced over, breaking your eye contact with Hoseok, who, now that you thought about it, had been strangely quiet since you got here. "This is what I was talking about! Awesome, right?"

"Yeah, it's so cool, I'm glad I got to see this." You smiled at him and he beamed, leaning in to peck you on the lips.

"I wanna share everything cool with you, bunny." He said, moving to hold you around the waist. "Everything that makes you smile and laugh. I love seeing you happy."

"You already do such a great job at that." You smiled, looking right into his eyes, the adoration in them pulling you in.

The cool wind blew again and you shivered, full body shaking in Jungkook's arms. "Oh, are you cold? Come on, it should be warmer outside the cave."

Jungkook led you and you stopped turning to Hoseok. "Hobi, are you coming?" You asked, still puzzled by his weird behavior. This whole time he was mostly quiet, and straggling off from you and Jungkook. He looked up from the ground at your voice, nodding and following you out of the cave.

Jungkook sat down on the beach lounges set up on the sand outside the cave, sighing in contentment and looking up at the stars. You moved to sit next to him, Hoseok lounging on the other. The grass was peppered with little wildflowers becoming more and more sparse the closer it got to the sand that lined the water.

"This vacation has been so much fun already," Jungkook sighed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you back into his chest. "We cleared off a whole month for you, bunny."

Your eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Wow, really? That's so much of your schedule. You're going to have so much work to catch up on."

"It's worth it for you." Jungkook replied.

You smiled sweetly up at him for a moment, then your eyes drifted to Hoseok in the corner of your eye, sitting on the other lounge. You stared at him for a while, wondering why his behavior was strange,

"See something you like, angel?"

"I'm just wondering if you're okay... You've been so quiet today."

"You wanna know why I've been quiet?" Hoseok chuckled, a low rumble that had an sharp edge to it that made you feel as if you had stepped on a landmine, or flipped a switch of some sort. "You know, I was in the house yesterday, angel. Just a floor below you."

Oh. You know where this was going.

You covered your face with your hands to hide your embarrassment. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, you must've heard everything. Did I... bother you?"

"Bother me?" He asked, incredulous you would even say that. "The only that bothers me is the fact that I could hear you making all those beautiful sounds and couldn't do anything about it." He stood, moving to sit next to you, the three of you sitting next to each other, the sudden warmth of them so close making you heat up.

♡

"That's what you've been thinking about?" You raised your eyebrows in surprise, the fact that you were the cause of his weird behavior was shocking, and all because he wanted you? That sent a pang of desire to your core, trying to subtly cross your legs.

But Hoseok caught on, grabbing your thigh and pulling your legs away from each other as he spoke. "Yes. And ever since then all I've been thinking about is making you sing like that for me."

Your breathing hitched and Jungkook noticed on your other side, leaning with a playful smile. "Ooh, I think she likes that idea." He settled his hand on your other thigh, high up on your leg. "Right bunny?" You looked away from the two of them, unable to handle their intense stares, nodding slightly.

"Now, now, I know you how to use your voice." Hoseok tsked, turning your head towards him. "You don't have to be shy with us. Here, I'll tell you what I want. I want to play with your pussy. You want that, too?"

You were breathless at his bluntness but gathered your voice to reply, "Yes, I want it."

"Good," he said simply. Then you were flipped over, moved to lay on your stomach bracing your arms on either side of Jungkook's lap. He began slowly pulling your pants down, trailing his fingers over you in wisps and teasing movements that made you shiver.

Trying to distract yourself from the nervousness while Hoseok unwrapped you like a present you looked up at Jungkook leaning back in front of you, seemingly enjoying the view. He reached forward to pull some hair back from your face and you reached a hand up to meet it, holding it as he cupped your jaw. You looked down at his crotch squarely in front of you and gathered your courage. "Do you... want help?" You asked, gingerly reaching forward and placing a hand on the bulge. His eyes widened and you could feel his cock twitch under your hand.

"Only if you want."

"I want to, oppa."

That really made him harden under your touch, him biting his lip with an eager look in his eyes. He pulled his hand back, pulling down the waistband of his pants to let you touch him. His length sprung up, veiny and long, making you hesitate slightly. It was big, and after the dry spell you went through with your ex and the time you spent in their house after, you weren't confident you could deliver.

"You don't have to, babe," Jungkook said, voice hush as he tilted your head up so you could see the sincerity in his eyes.

You shook your head, determined. "I want to. Just... be patient with me?"

"Of course, bunny."

You licked your lips, leaning towards the head and giving the flushed tip a light kiss. Then, you licked around it, wetting and teasing, making Jungkook hiss and settle his hand gently around the nape of your neck. Licking from the base to the tip in long, wet streaks, sucking and kissing all the way up, you felt Hoseok's hands on your ass, squeezing and spreading your cheeks.

"So pretty, doll," Hoseok said, mostly to himself, but you heard it. His finger teased over your wetness, dipping in slightly, making you moan a little. You busied yourself with Jungkook's tip, trying not to lose yourself just from Hoseok's teasing. You bobbed your head a few times, trying to relax your jaw as you lowered yourself down, but Jungkook was big and you could only get about halfway. Still, you focused your mouth on the tip, using your hands to work at the rest, tugging and gently squeezing at his shaft. He groaned as you bobbed your head, his hand on your neck moving into your hair, holding it.

Hoseok plunged two fingers into you, making you moan onto Jungkook's cock, the vibrations from your mouth making him moan, his fingers in your hair pushing you down slightly. "She's soaking," Hoseok breathed, something like awe in his voice as he moved his fingers in slowly at first, taking his time familiarizing himself with the contours of your heat. He hiked your hips up, pulling your knees under you for a better view. This new position allowed him deeper access, making you moan as he massaged your g-spot slowly, and allowed you to take in more of Jungkook's length.

As you continued bobbing your head and sucking, lightly, then harder, in an alternating pattern, Jungkook's moans got louder, the way he would twitch periodically telling you that he was getting close. You tried again to take more of him into your mouth, getting closer and closer to his base--

"Wait, bunny," he gasped, pulling you up off of him. Your saliva coated your mouth and chin, your lips plump and slick. You were panting yourself, you hadn't realized how much you were losing yourself in pleasuring him, your jaw sore and you were sure Hoseok could feel the way your pussy fluttered at Jungkook's pretty moans. You looked up at him, head fuzzy with the need to have Jungkook's dick in your mouth. You wanted to make him cum, needed to.

"Can I record you?" Jungkook asked, hand trailing toward his pocket where his phone was. "It'll be just for me, I just need to capture how pretty you look on camera right now. Please, babe?" He pleaded, and you couldn't find a reason to say no. You bit your lip, considering it as you looked at the almost desperate need on Jungkook's face, the way his irises were darkened from the sight of you and your touches, then nodded, deciding to trust him, wrapping a hand around his base and directing the shaft into your mouth again.

"Looks like our angel is eager to have you in her mouth." Hoseok said, sending a slap down on one of your asscheeks. "Aren't you, baby?" The sting made you moan, a new sensation for you. The lack of exploration you had gone through with your ex-boyfriend was a far cry from this, you hardly ever sucked him off, never mind doing it while someone else fucked you. And yet, it felt comfortable and easy, you knew the people in front of you loved you.

Your eyes closed as you moved your head up and down Jungkook's shaft. You were sure he had the camera pointed at you already but you didn't care. You trusted him. And you knew that he was far too possessive to let anyone but him and the boys see it. He groaned at the warm sickness on his dick using his other hand underneath you to grope at your chest.

It was dark as the stars shined above you in the sky, and you could hardly see even if your eyes were open, the feeling of Jungkook's hand running all over whatever part of you he could reach coupled with Hoseok's steadily increasing pressure on your g-spot were your only sensations, leaving you on edge and starting to shake from the sensory stimulation.

Just as you were starting to get used to the feeling of their hands on you, Hoseok ramped up the speed again, switching up his tempo by suddenly hammering into you with his finger angled right into your sweet spot.

You choked, hips involuntarily bucking from his fingers hitting right there, having to pull off of Jungkook as moans were spilling out of your mouth. Squeezing your eyes shut, you reached back to Hoseok to hold the hand that wasn't pounding into you. He laughed at the slack jawed expression you had, teasing you with a condescending smile, "What's wrong, baby?" He asked, patronizing, comforting you with one hand and torturing you with another.

"Too much," you whined, barely getting the words out with the way you were slowly forgetting how to speak.

"You want me to stop?"

You shook your head no rapidly despite your begging, making him laugh again. "Then, come on, angel, you can handle it." He let go of your hand, using his other hand to rub circles on your clit.

Your hips bucked into his hand, feeling the desire in your core tighten into a knot, the tension building in your lower stomach until it exploded, popping like a balloon. You called his name as you gushed into his hand, the man not letting up until you pushed your hips away from him as the sensation became too much. You collapsed into Jungkook's lap, laying your head on his thigh as the man pet your hair softly, pulling it back and holding it in one hand.

"You finished already, bunny?" He asked, teasing with no heat behind it. The sight of you fucked-out in his lap, lips swollen from being around his length was never anything he thought he'd get to have. He'd be happy to have you like this forever, laid out all soft and satisfied for them. You shook your head, obviously tired, but determined, leading his tip back to your lips. As you recuperated, catching your breath, you idly licked at his shaft, mouth moving down to the base and gently sucking one of his balls into your mouth, his light moans encouraging you to go on.

As you sucked his tip into your mouth again, you felt Hoseok touching your sensitive core again, making your hips jump a little bit as his fingers gathered up the slickness from your heat to rub around the outer ring of your ass.

"Can I try something, baby?" He asked, using your own juices to lube up your hole.

You bit your lip, unsure. You had never tried anything in that hole before. You turned your head, making eye contact with him, seeing the care and desire he had for you in his eyes. The second you locked eyes, you knew that you only ever wanted to experience things like this with them. You've never had so much innate trust for a group of people before. "Okay," you agreed, steeling yourself, and he leaned forward to pepper kisses to your shoulder.

"Thank you, baby." He said, almost reverently, breath fanning out onto your shoulder as he pulled back.

"Our baby girl is so sweet." Jungkook sighed, savoring the sweet image of you laying in his lap as you lapped at his dick. You smiled, a shy grin, as their attention on you while you were intimate with them made you feel a bit nervous. You went back to losing yourself in sucking off Jungkook as Hoseok worked you open bit by bit. But you could hardy pay attention to that, focusing on the rising pitch of Jungkook's moans. You were sure he was on his way to cumming, and worked earnestly to make sure of that, loosening your jaw as much as possible to surround him in the warmth of your mouth, bobbing your head then pulling back to suck hard on his tip as his cock began to twitch.

All the while, Hoseok rubbed gently at your clit, making you wet enough to lube up his cock as he prepared your hole, finally slipping into you slowly, but as Jungkook's hand settled on your neck again, you barely paid attention, fixated on the way he was pulling you up and down on his length, hard about flexing and tensing as he got closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.

You made sure to focus on his tip, noticing the way his moans would get more desperate and his grip on your hair tightened, and the way he started to buck into your mouth while holding you down was telling of how little control he was holding onto.

As soon as he realized, though, he let go, letting you come up for air. "Shit, sorry babe," he panted, letting you go as he felt you gag around him. You panted, dazed and breathless from the feeling of being held down on him. It was suffocating, but you liked it, being overwhelming filled with him. Hoseok, fully seated in you, groaned, the feeling of your rim fluttered around him in tandem with your arousal.

"Oh, she really liked that, she got so tight around me just now." Hoseok said, hands gripping on your hips as he started to ease you up and down, watching as he pulled out to the tip and pushed in to the hilt, you getting used to the stretch as his length pushed into you. He was long and slender like Yoongi, but as you weren't used to anything in that hole, he felt almost unbearably large. Almost. As the desire in you started to build back up from their moans, your untouched heat wept for more stimulation, pulsing with the growing tension in your core.

Hoseok sped up, rutting into you, the force from his thrusts pushing you deeper onto Jungkook's length, and his hand moved to finger your core at the same tempo as his thrusts. The sound of skin slapping together as Hoseok began to chase his own pleasure caused more moans that were muffled by your mouthful, and you struggled to hold it together with all three holes stuffed being stuffed and used. Jungkook moaned, high and loud as he started to race towards his peak, his cock twitching as his seed started to pump out. He let go of his grip on your head to give you time to pull off, but his release only landed all over your face instead.

Not that he was really complaining. The droplets rolled down your face in a way that almost made him hard again, despite the fact that you just gave him one of the most intense orgasms he's ever had. It made him glad he started recording, making sure to get a clear shot of your face. He gently wiped it off from your face, hushed praises falling from his lips that he wasn't sure you were really hearing, the volume of your moans increasing as Hoseok moved from fingering you to rubbing your clit, and you came hard around him, clenching down on him as his thrusts got sloppier, and he reached his own edge, pulling back and finishing all over your back, his release pooling in the dip of your back where he had you arched for deeper access.

♡

You laid there, panting and trying to come back down to reality. Hoseok chuckled, wiping you off with his shirt and pulling Jungkook's shirt onto you so you wouldn't get cold, pressing kisses to your skin as he held you close. "You feeling alright, angel?" You nodded, babbling an inaudible response while your eyes slipped closed, body limp and numb from all the sensation. "I guess we tired her out." He said to Jungkook who honestly looked more refreshed somehow, glowing with the happiness of someone deep in love as he stared down at you.

Jungkook pressed a kiss to your cheek as he picked you up, you immediately clinging to him as he carried you back towards the house. "Come on, koala," he teased, arms wrapping around you securely as Hoseok pulled your messy hair back from your face. "Let's get you warmed up inside."

--

While your honeymoon was becoming more and more eventful, something still didn't feel right. As you walked through the house one day, looking at all the nice trinkets and things Taehyung's parents had around their beach house, you couldn't put your finger on why.

You reached your hand out to hold a ballerina figurine. It was pure crystal and beautifully sculpted. Taehyung told you that he bought this house for his parents, that ever since he became famous he's been using his money to give his parents an easier life since they weren't born into money like most of the other boys. It was an incredibly sweet sentiment and you find smiling as you go around and look at all the things they were able to do afterwards, their personality shining through the decor of the house. You could definitely see where Taehyung gets his creativity from.

As you walked, you passed a door, hearing sounds from inside but almost writing it off and walking past, until you caught a glimpse through the door cracked slightly open. The noises you heard was the scratching of a pen, Namjoon sitting at a desk with a laptop and a paperwork set in front of him.

And, seeing this, you realized what was wrong. You had hardly seen Namjoon this whole time. He must've been sneaking away to work this whole time, the way he was elbow deep in it made it look as if he had been doing it for a while. He must've snuck this paperwork past Jin.

You pushed the door open, walking in. You were still in Jungkook's shirt from last night, hair mussed from sleep and the intense "cuddling" Jimin and Taehyung were doing this morning. You slipped away, but you were sure a couple of the guys were spending the morning in bed.

"Hey, Joon," you yawned, walking closer to his side to peer at the screen, open with multiple tabs and excel spreadsheets. "Have you been working all this time?" He looked up as you approached, surprised that you were there.

"Yeah, sorry, I just have some more paperwork to file for my father's company." He said, scratching his neck bashfully. "Since it got handed down to me, I'm putting precautions in place now to make sure my grandfather has no ties to the company anymore and can't take anything away from my father. Which means more paperwork for transferring contacts and allocating more responsibility to Yoongi for our company so I can still help with both and--" He stopped his ramble, sighing. "Sorry, I can't dump all this on you."

"No, it's fine. You're stressed obviously." You lifted your hands to his hair and his shoulders, alternating between massaging both of them the way he liked to help him relax. "Can I help?"

He shook his head, waving toward the door as he started to work again, shuffling through papers in front of him. "No, go have fun, it's fine." He said, telling you to leave despite the fact that he was visibly more relaxed with your touch.

"I have fun with you too, Joon." You tilted his head as you spoke, cupping his jaw and making sure he could see your sincerity, but he averted his eyes, unable to hold eye contact with you for long.

"I doubt I'm any fun like this." He denied, but still was starting to lean into your hand.

"Well, I beg to differ." You finally decided, sitting yourself in his lap and making yourself comfortable. He laughed as you wrapped yourself around him stubbornly, holding you just as tightly even though he was the one trying to send you away in the first place.

For a moment, you both just held each other, content to sit with each other in the silence. You could feel his tension seep out in seconds, and chuckled. "Good to know I still have that effect on you." You teased.

"What?" He asked, fiddling with the end of your shirt.

"You're like jelly now, but you were all tense and stressed when I walked in."

He smiled, slow and sweet, as he looked directly into your eyes, and said, "It's hard to be stressed with one of the loves of my life in my arms."

You rolled your eyes, trying to pretend like the statement wasn't the cutest-- albeit cheesiest-- thing you had ever heard. "Don't say things like that."

"Oh sorry, I forgot," he chuckled, tilting his head back against the chair. "You turn into a puddle when people compliment you."

"Do not." You denied, turning your nose up in the air.

"You're beautiful."

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, hearing him laugh again and shaking you as he body quaked with laughter "See?"

"Whatever." You protested, head still on his shoulder as you spoke. "You can't handle getting gifts, so I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm great with gifts." He corrected. "Including you, I have seven of them."

You scrunched up your nose in pretend disgust. "I forgot how cheesy you are."

"But you love it."

"Because I love you."

"Sorry I don't think I heard that, could you repeat?"

"I'm not saying it again."

"You won't even say you love me twice? I would say it a thousand times," As if to prove his point, he sat up straighter, pulling you up so you were looking at him again. "I love you, I love you, I love you," You giggled, and covered his mouth with your hand, but he kept going, voice muffled behind your palm. "I wub boo, I wuv vu--"

"Okay, okay, I know!" You laughed, then leaned towards him as your giggles subsided, touching your nose to his. "I love you." You said again, loud and clear so he couldn't pretend not to hear this time.

"I love you too." Namjoon said, serious again as he said it. He truly meant it with every ounce of his being. "I'm so happy I could say that again. I'm so sorry--"

You cut him off, "You keep apologizing--"

"Because I can't believe I used to be such an ass. I had the most incredible girl in the world telling me I was amazing and it went to my head." He apologized sincerely, his brows creasing with regret and guilt.

"You were kind of an ass." You replied, but before he could wallow for too long, you continued. "But now, you changed. And that's more important." You said, wrapping your arms around him and you two sat in silence again, enjoying holding each other.

"I wrote vows you know." He spoke up eventually, a long moment after.

"What?"

"For the wedding. I decided against saying them, I didn't know if you'd... I mean I hoped you'd feel the same way but that isn't the kinda thing you figure out at the alter."

You shook your head in disbelief, pulling back so you could look him in the eyes, though that was hard with how flustered he'd gotten admitting that. This man wrote vows for your fake wedding. Despite yourself, you found yourself smiling. "You're such a sap."

"I know." He shrugged, rearranging you so you sat to the side on just one of his thighs. "I should get back to work." He sighed, pulling his laptop closer and looking back at his paperwork.

You crossed your arms, fake-pouting. "We're having a conversation and you want to work?"

He scoffed playfully at you teasing him. "I can talk and type at the same time."

For a moment you pouted, then lived a hand, running it along his arms as his hands were settled on his keyboard. "I guess I need a way to keep you busy then."

♡

"And how do you plan on doing that?" He asked, taking your hand and intertwining your fingers.

"Like this." And with that, you graced the back of his neck and kissed him, putting all the emotion you could conjure up into the kiss and your lips pressed together.

You pulled back slightly, foreheads resting together as he spoke, lips brushing yours. "The other guys aren't keeping you satisfied enough? You play with them all day and still need more?" He teased, hand slipping under your shirt brushing your stomach and making your muscles tense on anticipation.

"I'll always need you, Joon." You breathed, going back for another kiss, sweeter and slower, but no less passionate, his hands running over the soft skin of your back and stomach, hands creeping close and closer to your breaststroke. As his hand brushed a nipple, you pulled away with a gasp, his lips still chasing yours.

"Joonie, please," you giggled, pushing him back so you could breathe for a minute.

"Sorry." He panted, not looking sorry at all as he stared at your kiss-plumped lips. He grabbed the hem of your shirt pulling it up and stopping at your waist.

"No underwear?" He commented with a smirk. "The boys have really been keeping you busy, I see."

"Yeah, I knew they were touchy but it's amplified by, like, a thousand now." You laughed. Jimin and Taehyung had said they wanted to cuddle but by the way they Taehyung took your panties from you, you don't think that was their only intention.

"Welcome to my world." He sighed, but you could tell there was no actual tiredness in it. He went to continue lifting your shirt, looking to your face for permission. "Can I?"

"I-if you want?" You said, vice a bit shaky and nervous. You were a bit scared, even though you should technically be the most comfortable around him. But your body has changed since he's last seen it. Will he be disappointed? You bit your lip.

"You're as beautiful as ever," He said, breaking you from your thoughts. He lifted a hand to gently caress your chest, looking in awe of you. "If not more."

"You really think so?" You asked, the tension draining from your body.

"Mm." He hummed, contemplative as he admired your body. "When we were younger, I always thought about what it'd be like to grow old together. It seems like you age like fine wine." He chuckled.

"Oh please, have you seen yourself? You're all muscly and confident and I swear you've gotten taller." You scoffed, play-punching him on the shoulder.

He made a look of fake hurt, "You didn't think I was muscly before?"

"Pfft," you tried to hold back laughter, trying to reassure him and be honest. "I'm sorry, but you were so scrawny. It was cute, you've always been cute, but now you've matured." You reached a hand out, smoothing his hair back from his face and cupping his jaw in your hand. "I really am proud of you."

"I should be saying that." He pulled you closer to him, you pressed up against his belt buckle. He was still wearing his clothes with you completely naked, your clit resting on the rough fabric of his jeans. He continued roving his hands over your skin, massaging and caressing everywhere. "Everything you've done, the person you've become. Your younger self would be so proud."

"I think she'd be kicking me for all the stupid stuff I've done." You shook your head, melancholy kicking in as you turned your head, focusing on the carpet.

"But you survived and did your best." He reassured you, pressing a kiss to the expanse of your shoulder. "You wanna know what I wrote in my vows for you?" He started, caressing your thigh.

"I wrote, that the minute I met you, I felt a connection. Do you remember, when your parents invited us to your fifth birthday party? And you said if I go, we could play trucks together and then we got sand all over us from the sand box?"

"My mom hated that." You smiled again, thinking of that time. You had been wearing the prettiest dress, and it had gotten so dirty by the end of the day. Then a thought struck, turning back to Namjoon. "Is that date what the password to your studio is?"

"You just figured it out now?" He raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"I thought I was overthinking it." You shrugged.

He laughed at that, fond and happy. "Of course you were. I love when you overthink, though. I love when I can see your thought process on your face. I love how your nose scrunches and you furrows your brows like you're thinking of the most complicated problem ever when really you're deciding what to eat for lunch." He turned his head into your hand, kissing your palm. He moved his hand to your clit while pulling off his belt buckle, popping open his jeans. "I think it's beautiful the amount of thought and effort you put into things. And your beautiful mind finds the best solutions to things."

Too stunned for words and overcome by the gentle circles he was rubbing onto your heat, you could only manage an emotional "Joon," but he continued, cutting you off.

"And you dedicate so much care to everyone you meet. I can't be surprised that you captured all our hearts because you're so genuine and kind there was no way it wasn't happening." He reached his hand up, wiping a tear that escaped from the brim of your eyelid, as he pulled you close rondo his lap, sliding into you as he continued speaking whispers into your ear. "I'm so glad that we can grow old together like we planned, and I get to wake up everyday with your smiling face to greet me. You're my lighthouse, always showing me light and bringing me home when I feel lost. And on the days where you don't have the energy to smile, I'll give you mine."

You were full on crying now as he grinded into you slowly, tears of pure joy as he made you feel every inch as it dragged inside you, bouncing you on his lap. You unbuttoned his shirt sloppily so you could be skin to skin, and clung to him, arms wrapped around his neck as you two lost yourself in the feeling of each other, relearning the feeling of each other bodies. Moans spilled out of your mouth and he let soft groans out, brushing against your ears and making desire pool in your gut simmering until it reached a fever pitch, tension building up you couldn't ignore.

"'M coming, Joon," you gasped out, and he sped up, harder and deeper, nodding.

"I'm with you baby, come on." You let yourself go, moaning out his name as he fucked you through it, bringing you pleasure until the last moment. With a loud groan, he came, too, filling you up with his release. You both caught your breath, neither of your making a move to separate from each other.

♡

You were just holding each other as he was running his hands up your back with his face buried in the crook of your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair, cradling his head against you.

"Joon?" You asked after a long moment.

"Mm?" He hummed, laying still on your shoulder.

"I want to go back to school." You said, and that got him to sit up, looking you right in the eyes.

"You sure? I mean, at this point I don't think you'd need to, you already have so many designers offering for you to apprentice--"

"No." You cut him off, wanting to make your point clear. "I want to get jobs from my own skill. I don't want to get an apprenticeship from being married to you and have nothing to offer." Now here's the hard part, you thought to yourself, steeling yourself to ask. "But... I'll need help. If you'd be willing to sponsor me until I can pay you back--"

It was Namjoon's turn to cut you off, pressing into you with a kiss. When he pulled back from you, he said, "I'd support you in any endeavor, honey. But please, don't focus on money. You give us so much more than we can repay you with, so money is no object."

"Yeah, yeah." You waved your hand, deciding against arguing over it for once. You were far to content to do something like that, leaning back until him to cuddle some more. "Let's not make this an argument again, hmm?"

--

It was the hottest day of the vacation by far.

For most of the day, you had resigned yourself to laying inside in the air conditioning, but after most of the afternoon passed, the sun seemed to lose its sting and you decided you would go and enjoy the last of the rays until sunset. Jimin and Taehyung were splashing around in the pool all day, their shots of joy and happiness reaching all the way to the bedroom, muffled shrieks and laughs cooking through the closed window.

You had been alone for the last hour, the others going into town to scope out food options for dinner. Might as well work up an appetite, you thought to yourself as you picked out a swimsuit and went to join Taehyung and Jimin in the pool. As you descended the stairs down stairs and headed to the back patio, you thought about the last time you wore a bathing suit. You hadn't given much thought to it then, but the boys were acting strange around you then. Now that they had confessed that they loved you, was that weirdness because they were attracted to you even then?

As you stepped out into view, you watched their reaction. Your bathing suit was relatively more conservative than the cow print suit, but you could still the way the boys stood splashing each other and roved their eyes over you. "My beautiful muse," Taehyung called out to you dramatically, seemingly thinking this was some tragic romance drama and not a pool in a backyard. "Come join us!"

"Why should I?" You teased, walking over to stand above then as they leaned against the side of the pool, eager to be close to you.

"Because, we haven't seen you all day, baby." Jimin faux-pouted.

"You're the ones who decided to go to the pool. You could've stayed with me." You pouted back, much more effectively if the immediate guilt on their face told you anything.

"We're so sorry, little dove, we can hang out with you now." Taehyung offered, starting to pull out of the pool.

You shook your head turning and walking to a lounge chair near the pool, deciding to stop teasing them. "Don't worry, it's fine. You can stay in the pool." You stretched out on the chair and looked back at them, their eyes still trailing you like a hawk.

"You aren't going to swim, princess?" Jimin asked, eyes on your legs. His gaze flicked up to your eyes, flickers of heat building in the warm brown pools. "It's pretty hot out here."

"No, I'm good. I'm just going to enjoy the sun. Don't mind me." You tilted your head up to watch the clouds and heard the sound of water sloshing around, looking back over to see they had gotten out of the pool and come to your side.

♡

"If our little dove wants company, we're happy to help." Taehyung said, but you had the feeling he didn't just want to sit by your side by the way his eyes focused on your body, running a wet hand over your exposed stomach. "You look so good in this bathing suit."

"You think so?" You spoke, trying to keep calm. You had a feeling that if you showed any reaction to their teasing that they'd pounce on it.

"Mm," he hummed, a sneaky smile coming to his face. "But I don't think anything can beat how good you looked in that strappy one you had on the other vacation."

You covered your face with your arm, laughing but embarrassed. "I knew it, you guys were checking me out! I thought I was overthinking it back then."

"You weren't overthinking it," Taehyung chuckled. "You really looked so irresistible." He said, biting his lip as his eyes tossed over you again.

"Do you know how hard it was to not hold you the way we wanted to?" Jimin ran a finger up your arm, light touches swirling over your skin. "I can't believe all those people got to see you like that."

"When you're ours." Taehyung said, somewhere between a huff and a growl, leaning in to capture you lips in a searing kiss, every bit of desire he had poured into it as he licked into your mouth, sucking at your lips as he pulled back. As soon as he did, Jimin took his spot, every bit as heated as Taehyung, but more languid and sensual, tongue twining around yours like a dance.

"Have you been having fun on your honeymoon, dove?" Taehyung murmured into your ear as Jimin took over your mouth, trailing kisses up to your ear and biting at your ear lobe.

"We've heard from the other guys you've been having lots of fun." Jimin spoke as he pulled away, breath fanning over you, descending kisses down your neck to your collarbone. "Are you leaving us out of the festivities?"

"No, I just--"

"Just what? Just couldn't contain yourself? You needed their hands on you right away, right, princess?" Jimin cut you off with a smug smile as you were being left breathless by them.

"Well, we won't keep you waiting either, dove." Taehyung said, voice impossibly deep as he pulled back, pulling himself down to your thighs, starring to rub at your clit with no rhythm, driving you crazy with his unpredictable pattern. He'd rub at your clit and just as you thought you would get relief, he'd pull away, fingering into your heat just as fast, and then back, bringing you to the edge and back without mercy. While you were being practically tortured, Jimin was no help, kissing up and down your skin, sucking hickeys into the skin of your neck, shoulders, collarbone, anywhere he could taste.

He broke away from your skin, observing his work proudly and listening to you moan from the work of Taehyung's fingers. "Just listen to her," he said, looking at you with your head thrown back, arms gripping the chair tightly as if to hold yourself together. He chuckled, "She's going crazy."

"I bet your so sensitive, aren't you dove? The way you haven't had a break this whole vacation." Despite the way he had spoken as if he pitied you, he didn't let up at all, still torturing you with that crazy rhythm. "So wet and you didn't even get in the pool. Wasn't me to fuck you baby? Pound you into the chair?"

"Yes, please." You moaned out, lost in the sensation.

"So polite." He hummed. "Since you asked so nicely." He pulled back and entered you in one swift move. Jimin was still sucking at your chest, centered on your breasts and you gripped his hair, pulling his roots and making him let out a long moan. He reached down a hand, and as Taehyung focused on working you open on his cock, Jimin started tracing circles around your clit, steadier than Taehyung but light enough that it just wound you up, no relief in sight.

"Listen to how pretty she sounds." He sighed, pulling up from your nipple.

"So gorgeous, just fluttering around me. You're already close, aren't you baby?" Taehyung said, slowly pushing in and out as you got used to him inside you, pulling out to the tip then pressing back into you until you were hip to hip and again.

"Yes, don't stop, please." You begged.

"I don't plan to." He growled, lifting your leg over his shoulder, pulling you down the length of the pool chair towards him, settling on his knees on the floor next to the lounge. He let you settle there for a moment, repositioned you so he could hit your sweet spot, then started pounding into you, as wild and unpredictable as his fingers were, thrusting with so much force it bounced you backwards with each slam.

You could feel your orgasm rush over you, intense and long as he pounded you through it, making you whine out of oversensitivity when he didn't let up after the waves subsided. Your whimpers and whines only made him chuckle as you gripped at his shoulders, trying to ground yourself in him. "You got this baby, you can-- oh?"

He cut himself off, slowing down as his attention drifted above your head. "It looks like we have a stalker."

You tilt your head back as you caught your breath, looking up at the direction he was looking. In the upstairs window, you saw a flash of movement and the blinds closed shut fast, but you know what you saw.

Jungkook was watching you.

You didn't know he was still in the house, he must've stayed behind when they went to get food. "Let's go say hi to him, baby." Jimin laughed, and Taehyung scooped you into his arms, the three of you heading upstairs to the room Jungkook was in, the two maknaes rushing at the chance to tease him.

The door pushed open, Jungkook was standing there looking incredibly embarrassed but obviously turned on, red in the face and pants hastily buttoned if his lay still being down was any tell. "Guys, what are you--"

"We saw you~," Jimin cut him off smugly, stalking toward him as Taehyung laid you down onto the bed, still sticky and sweaty from your activities outside. Jungkook's eyes stuck you to you like glue despite trying to pretend like he was watching you, almost ignoring the way Jimin was taking his clothes off, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and pants.

"I don't-- I dunno why you're up here, weren't you swimming?" Jungkook said, voice hoarse and distracted as he watched Taehyung, now licking a stripe from your neck to your stomach.

"You're really gonna pretend? It's okay, we saw you looking. She's hard not to look at, isn't she?" Jimin said, pushing him closer to the bedside where you lay, a hand in Taehyung's hair. "Don't you wanna play with your bunny?" He whispered into his ear, ever the voice of temptation.

Jungkook's gaze darkened, biting his lip as he stared down at you. "Bunny?" He asked, wanting to join but wanting your permission first. You reached a hand out to him and he took it, you pulling him towards you.

"What do you want to do?" He murmured to you, still a bit flustered to have been caught and be suddenly in this position.

"Whatever you want, Kookie." You said back,

"Yeah, what do you want, Kookie?" Taehyung teased.

"I... I wanna fuck her." He brazenly admitted, and while that sent a flash of heat to your gut, you could tell that wasn't all he wanted to say.

"But that's not all you want, is it?" Jimin called him out on it, and Jungkook bit his lip again, hesitating.

"I... If it's okay, can I record you, bunny?"

"Okay." You agreed, already okay with it. You guess Jungkook had a penchant for recording during sex, but you suppose that made sense considering that he had a lot of interest in cameras. The idea of him having a collection of videos of you actually didn't make you as nervous as you're sure it would've when you first met them. Everything you had gone through with them has made you into a totally new person.

It seems that Jungkook had gotten pretty pent-up from watching you, his hardness springing out of his pants as he pulled his pants off to settle himself above you on the bed. He was fixated on your center as he rubbed himself against your wetness to lube himself up. Jimin and Taehyung settled themselves by your side as he pushed in, watching your face and listening to you moan as he started thrusting, setting a steady pace and easily getting you to another peak. Taehyung took your hand and settled it on his bulge and you started rubbing at it, twisting your hand around it and making him hiss in pleasure.

"Kookie," Jimin singsonged. "You're holding back."

"I just wanna make sure she enjoys it," he defended, and you reached your free hand up, cupping his cheek.

"I'll always enjoy it with you, oppa." You said, and almost as if on cue, Jungkook sped up, slamming his hips into yours. You gasped as he hit your g-spot with every quick thrust and he repositioned his grip on his phone, getting a clear shot of the way your breasts bounced with his thrusts and your hand wrapped around Taehyung's shaft faster. Jimin released himself from his pants as well, placing his length by your lips for you to suck as he reached over to play with one of your nipples.

With every passing moment, the sensation built until it overtook you, the sensitivity from earlier making you come on Jungkook's cock. You whimpered, squirming away from the stimulation and Jungkook moved his free hand to your neck, holding you down gently but firmly. "Take it baby, I know you can be a good girl for me." He huffed, thrusts getting sloppier as he fucked into you, chasing his own release.

You focused on sucking on Jimin, obscene whisper coming out of his mouth, praises and curses as he finished onto your face with melodious moans, the sights and sounds triggering Taehyung to finish onto your chest with a groan. Jungkook came inside you, collapsing onto you as he finished and catching his breath.

Coming down from your high, you heard Jimin giggle. "Let's end the video to the group chat." He suggested mischievously.

"You're crazy." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Sounds like a good idea to me." Taehyung shrugged. "Their fault for leaving us alone."

"Only if Y/n's okay with it. What do you say, koala?" Jungkook teased, pushing himself up to look at you.

"Sure." You shrugged.

This was the wrong choice.

Awhile after the video was sent, you had almost forgotten about it in favor of focusing on the cuddles the maknaes were giving you, swaddled up in a warm pile. However, you heard the sound of a door slamming open downstairs and heavy footsteps marching towards the room, four large silhouettes filling the doorway looking displeased.

The hyungs were home.

And judging the looks on their faces, they weren't happy with being sent the video. They surveyed you all laying in bed together the maknaes mostly stunned for words, besides Jimin who looked all too pleased with himself. "You're back so soon." He hummed. "Did something make you hurry back?"

Jin shook his head, moving towards you and planting kisses on your foreheads. "Is our little sweetheart having fun without us?" He asked, pulling you up to look at the damage the maknaes had done. They had placed you in a button up, only one or two of the buttons actually done, not hiding any of the hickeys or bites they left on you.

"You letting the brats have a treat?" Yoongi asked, moving to pinch Jimin's cheek as the younger man kept laughing.

"You've all been with her this whole time." Taehyung pouted, trying to get mercy from the hyungs for teasing them.

"Look at how sensitive she is, you've clearly more than made up it." Hoseok commented, pointing out the way you jumped just from having his hands brush against your inner thighs.

"How do you feel, honey? Tired?" Namjoon asked.

You shake your head, looking up at them expectantly.

"Oh? Then, do you think you up for more?" Hoseok hummed, and you nodded.

"You know how to ask for things." Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "If you want something, say it."

"I want you." You said.

"To do what?"

"Anything. Just touch me." You really didn't care at this point, blissed out by the feeling of all of your loves showing their affection for you. No matter how much time passes, you don't think you'll ever get used to the feeling of their touches.

"I have an idea in mind." Namjoon pushed you up towards the head of the bed, the rest settling around you. Well, all of them tried to settle around you, but Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook were dragged aside by Yoongi and Hoseok, the two keeping them from participating since they already had their turn and decided to tease the hyungs at the same time. But, after they started using kisses and touches to keep them sated and docile off to the side, the maknaes didn't seem to be complaining, keeping themselves entertained while Namjoon took control.

"I don't think you need any preparing." Namjoon said, playing with your wet folds. He rubbed his cock against your entrance and pushed slowly. "Mm, I just slid right in." He groaned. He settled into a rhythm, deep hard strokes pulling moans and mewls out of you, making you grip at his shoulders, scratching your nails down his back. Namjoon hardly reacted only pressing closer. "You want me closer, sweetheart? How's this?" He asked, pulling your legs over his shoulders, practically folding you in half, his thrusts reaching deeper, making you feel impossibly full. He held you in place, you completely at his mercy he pounded into you, his gasps and groans right in your ear as he held you close, and you came, moaning his name into his ear as he spoke sweet whispers into your ears, filling you with a moan of your name.

He pulled back, leaving a trail of kisses down your cheek to your collarbone as he pulled away from you, you clinging to him still, reluctant to let him go. Jin chuckled, watching your eyes blink slower. It had likely been a long day for you, but he could tell you weren't ready to quit. If they had known you'd be so insatiable, they'd have brought more toys. Jin would make sure they all sat down and had a long talk about Dos and Don'ts in the bedroom with the addition of you to their usual dynamic.

But for now, he'd satisfy you as much as he could.

"Aw, look at you. You must be so tired." He cupped your cheek, tilting your head towards him as he sat back on his knees. "Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you." He positioned you onto his lap, holding your back to his chest and spreading your legs so the whole room had a clear view. The cum Namjoon had pumped into you started to leak out, dribbling down your thigh. "That won't do." He hummed, deciding to fuck it back into you, lining up his shaft with your entrance and pushing it back in. He impaled you, your moans filling the room as they quieted to focus on you, watching your face as Jin held you up, pistoning into you as you were held immobile by him, helpless to do anything but take it, eyes fluttering as you came.

After that, you were really nearing your limit, your legs twitching with just a soft touch to your core. Yoongi laughed at how you still pleaded him for more with the look in your eyes, Hoseok slinking up next to him, "Okay, baby, we'll go easy on you. What do you want us to do?"

"No fair, you're always so strict with us." Taehyung whined from where he was seated, enjoying the view.

"Look at this pretty girl, look how badly she wants it," Hoseok teased you. "We can't disappoint our baby."

"Can't I have you both? At the same time?" You looked to Hoseok, a little shyly. "You know, like we did on the beach?"

"You sure, baby?"

"Yes." You agreed immediately, your enthusiasm bringing another chuckle out of the men pleasuring you. Taking the wetness dripping down your leg, Hoseok worked your ass open gently, Yoongi relaxing you with kisses to your shoulder as you positioned yourself over him. As he prepared to push into your core, Hoseok pushed past your rim, the feeling of both of them filling you overwhelming in the best way.

"So perfect for us." Yoongi breathed as he and Hoseok settled to move in an offset rhythm. You could feel your body getting weak as they went in and out, and after a couple of hard thrusts from Hoseok, your legs gave out under you, making you fall onto Yoongi. Rather than interrupt his pattern, he just kept pushing into you, leaning over you and effectively sandwiching your body between the two of them. They exchanged a kiss over your shoulder, and then Yoongi tilted your head, kissing you softly but deeply as well. You felt your orgasm wash over you one last time and then promptly blacked out.

♡

Roused awake by caresses and kisses to your skin, Jin stood in front of you, some food placed on a fork and a bottle of water in his other hand. You yawned, stretching your arms over your head and then sat up to let him feed you. Jimin was the one cuddling you, holding you to his chest with the most adoring look on his face. You looked past him seeing everyone cuddled up together in various states of asleep and awake. "Are you rested, my queen?" He asked, softly caressing your hip.

You nodded, pecking him on the cheek in between bites of food from Jin. You smiled at him, "Remember when you hated me?"

He rolled his eyes, flopping backwards. "Ugh, let's not talk about it." You giggled as you finished your plate and he pulled you into him again. "I was right, you know," he started, walking his fingers up and down your tummy making you giggle. "Everyone did fall for you. I just didn't expect I would, too."

"I didn't think you'd be interested in me like that, even after you stopped hating me. I thought you just liked guys." You said, intertwining your hands together.

He shrugged, "I did. I experimented a little when I was still in denial, but it never felt as enjoyable. You, though," He pushed your hair back, studying you like you were the rarest thing in the world. "Something about you is so alluring. I've never enjoyed anything like this with a girl as much as I have with you."

"It's her heart. An authentic and genuine soul is more attractive than anything else." Jin smiled, getting up to put the dishes away. "Go back to resting, baby."

"But I wanna talk to you." You drawled, already falling back asleep.

"You have the rest of your life to, baby. We'll be here every step of the way. You've used a lot of energy. Sleep." He gave a kiss to your forehead, and you drifted off to dream land in the arms of your lovers.

You've never felt so whole.

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[poguesarerogues]

What He'll Do For You On A Bad Day

(Description)

JJ

Warmings: 🔞 NSFW..... to an extent..... kinda smutty but not too much but I'll add the smut tags just to be safe. A SFW description is also included as the last paragraph.

Words: 757

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JJ would do anything for you, even catch the stars and the moon in the sky above if he could just so that you could have them all for yourself. What he always makes sure that you know is that he’d go to the ends of the earth and back if that’s what it would take to make you feel better mentally, and most especially physically. As of now, he’s in the beginning stages of pleasing the one he loves so dearly, knowing that your mood had been soured by the plethora of kooks that no doubtedly treated you like shit as you waited on them during their escapades of deathly boring and pompous golfing or getting drunk at the country club earlier today.

When it comes to the physical aspects of caring for you, he approaches with a kind and sincere set of questions to gage exactly how to handle the situation before going into action. Sometimes all that is needed is a simple hug, while other times the solution requires far more crude approaches to solve the issue at hand.

Today had been particularly bad, with you immediately throwing yourself at him as tears cascaded down your face upon entering the house. You hadn’t even wanted to talk about the issue, all that you had said was that you needed him to do something that would take your mind off of everything and everyone, so that is exactly what he is doing now.

Whenever JJ has the time of day to pleasure you, he’ll be sure to make you scream, moan, groan, mewl and choke on your own breath in as many ways as possible and as often as possible. He loves the feeling of your body grinding against his so desperately as he flexes the muscles in his thighs, knowing damn well that the feeling of it intensifies the pressure of the contact between your soaking core and his thighs as he lets you grind against them. One assured way of fixing a problem is to let you ride to your hearts content while he encourages you with praise. All of this added on to his lips sucking on the areas of your neck that he has bitten down and nibbled upon for the last several minutes and the combination of light and rough, teasing touches of his fingers roaming along the exposed flesh of your body indubitably causes shivers of delectation to course through your body. Desperate mewls always end up filling the room, capable of being heard from down the hallway if anyone else were to be around beside the pair involved in the ministrations causing such a ruckus.

Surely you should know that this isn’t the only thing that JJ will allow you to do for yourself, nor is it the only thing that he will do for you either. By the end of tonight, you’ll have forgotten all about whatever it is that actually upset you. By the end of the night, you’ll be too fucked out of your own mind to barely even recall what your own name is. JJ will make sure of it. If there’s anything he knows he’s good at, and looks forward to, it’s destroying people’s minds and bodies in the best of ways, especially yours.

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Now, on the lighter end of things, JJ will undoubtedly go out of his way to get you your favorite snack and cuddle up to you after wrapping you in a comfortable bundle of warm blankets as he puts on a movie for the two of you to watch. He’ll little spoon you, his large biceps so gentle but simultaneously nearly crushing you as he holds you between them. JJ will rest his head on top of yours or off to the side on your shoulders and whisper sweet nothings, and also some typically stupid JJ type shit, into your ear to sooth you until your breathing calms down and he sees less tears falling down your cheeks, which he’ll wipe away with his thumbs as they fall. He'll also swear a not so silent vengeance against whoever upset you, threatening to knock them down and show them what they deserve, especially after hurting his babe's feelings like this. By the end of the night you'll be deep asleep in his arms. He’ll carry you to bed and share it with you for the night, holding you tight, and whispering a sweet “I love you” before he closes his own eyes and drifts off into a land of slumber.

[eternally-writing]

hot in here | jjk

genre: smut

rating: R (18+ ONLY, minors dni!!)

pairing: Jungkook x reader

word count: 2k

warnings: fingering, unprotected sex (practice safe sex!), creampie, dirty talk, kinda public sex, the reader is a brat for 0.5 seconds, kinda dom!jk, light spanking, sex in a hot tub, use of hot tub water jets sexually

synopsis: A night in the hot tub with Jungkook gets steamy, to say the least.

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You and Jungkook had been teasing each other all day long. First it was your bathing suit strap magically falling off your shoulder while you were tanning in the morning sun. Then it was Jungkook doing some new strength training workout that looked very suggestive and required too much endurance that he just had to take his shirt off. It fleeted into suggestive lingering touches here and there, and it was no secret that by now your body was basically on fire, begging to be touched by Jungkook.

It was your friend group’s yearly trip to Seokjin’s beachside summer home and given that it was the first time you and Jungkook would be attending as a couple, he had promised that he would make this trip “memorable”, whatever that meant. Little did you know, you were about to find out.

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“We’re heading in for the night, have fun you two.”

With Jimin and Taehyung heading out of the hot tub, it left you and Jungkook some very precious and warranted alone time. The way that moonlight was shining down on you two seem to be beckoning you two closer to each other, but the sexual tension that had built up between the two of you over the day seemed to keep either of you from making the first move.

“Are you wet for me, kitten?” Whispered Jungkook from across the hot tub.

The obvious answer to that question was yes (you’d been wet since Jungkook first peeled off his shirt when he went for an outdoor run in the morning), but you felt like being a brat today.

“Of course I’m wet Kook, we’re in a hot tub,” you said sarcastically, lifting your arms out of the water to show the water dripping off of you, your expression basically saying duh to him.

Smirking, Jungkook rose from his position across from you in the hot tub and walked over. Looking at Jungkook’s figure towering over you, you were waiting for him to touch you. The way that his gaze bore into you made it feel as though you were already naked.

Instead, Jungkook pressed his knee in between yours, pushing your legs apart until his knee was flush against your clothed pussy. You couldn’t help the soft gasp that escaped your lips. He could feel your core pulsing against his knee, demonstrating your excitement at the situation.

Jungkook leaned down to whisper in your ear.

“I’ll ask you again baby. Are you wet for me?”

Desperate to be touched, you couldn’t keep neglecting your needs any longer and began to nod your head feverishly, giving into exactly what Jungkook wanted.

The minute your head nodded up and down, Jungkook pounced on you. Grabbing your chin in his hold, he smashed his lips against yours, itching to feel you close to him. As your lips moved in perfect synchrony, you could feel exactly how excited Jungkook was, as his cock was hard as a rock against your body.

Kissing his way down your neck, Jungkook made sure to savor every inch of exposed skin. The steam coming from the hot tub rose to create a delicate sheen on your body, making you look like a goddess who emerged from the sea. Jungkook took his time as he pressed hickeys into your neck, wanting to make sure that you knew that you were truly his. In that moment, Jungkook was an artist, and you were the most beautiful canvas he had ever painted on.

Without alerting you, Jungkook managed to sneak one hand under the water to cup your sex, replacing where his knee had been just minutes earlier. You gasped in response, and couldn’t help but slightly grind against his palm.

Jungkook chuckled at the sight.

“So needy babygirl. My baby will fuck herself on anything won’t she?”

You whimpered, overcome with need and a desire for anything to help you reach your orgasm. Jungkook made sure to make eye contact with you, and asked one more time. You even verbalized your response, essentially moaning out how desperate you were to get off and how you do anything to get there.

Quickly taking control, Jungkook pulled you up to standing in the hot tub, turning you around so your back was flush against his chest. He took his broad palms and used them to spread your legs open again.

“Ready baby?” He whispered with his mouth perched by your ear, just far enough that you were left yearning for the feeling of his breath on you.

What happened next seemed to happen in a blur, and before you knew it the jets in the hot tub turned on, and one was firing right onto your clit. (You would find out the next day that in true Jungkook fashion, he spent 20 minutes earlier that day trying to figure out the most sexy way he could turn on the jets).

You instantly became a moaning mess in your boyfriend’s arms, and you were eternally grateful that he was there to hold you up as your legs turned to putty beneath you.

“Ah -, oh fuckkkk”

Jungkook pressed a kiss under your ear and held you tighter against him. You could now feel his cock pressing into you, and the friction you were receiving on both sides was making you lose control. He took one hand to undo your bikini top, allowing your breasts to be exposed to the environment and also giving Jungkook full access to groping them. He rolled your nipples in his fingers, pinching them ever so slightly now and then to make you squirm.

“Do you like this baby? You look so fucked out right now and I love it .”

And he was right, if an innocent bystander (or more likely, your friends) even saw you like this, they would see you as a red-faced, panting, moaning mess in Jungkook’s hold. Even without Jungkook even laying a finger on your pussy, you were completely submissive to him and his ministrations.

You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening, and Jungkook could feel it too. He moved his attention away from your nipples and instead brought a hand to your pussy, giving it a slap that had you quaking in his hold. He then inserted a finger into you, making sure the water was still hitting your clit and providing you extraordinary levels of pleasure.

“Cum for me babe, cum all over my fingers.”

Like a genie granting wishes, at Jungkook’s command you felt your orgasm overtake you. You felt your body tingle in Jungkook’s hold as he let you ride out your high on his fingers.

“Do you want my fat cock to destroy you, don’t you babygirl? Is that why you’ve been teasing me all day?”

Pressing a finger to your clit, applying just enough pressure to make you squirm, you moaned in response. Even though you were still recovering from your orgasm, you wanted to feel your boyfriend inside you - knowing his cock was rock hard and probably leaking in his shorts mere inches from you made you want to moan instantly.

“Please kook,” you panted, “w-, ah, want your cock.” You grasped at his swim shorts while your brain was still clouded with your post-orgasm haze, hoping to reach his cock.

As you saw him reach to pull his cock out of his shorts, you bent over, ready for Jungkook to thrust his cock into you. However instead you felt him flip you over, pulling you so you are chest to chest.

In a moment of softness, Jungkook took one hand to caress your face, treasuring the way you looked at him.

He whispered, as if he was worried someone could possibly overhear you over the sound of the bubbles - he spoke as if he wanted this moment to be shared just for the two of you.

“Needed to see you while I destroyed that pussy. Look at me baby.”

Taking one hand to run the length of Jungkook’s toned body, taking in the way he shined under the moonlight. You couldn’t help but gasp as you saw the look in his eyes - they were filled with passion, desire, hunger, and so much more.

The moment the tip of Jungkook’s cock entered you, you both shared a collective gasp. Despite the numerous times that you and Jungkook had fucked, there was always something special about the way it felt to have him buried into you. He slid into you at a torturously slow rate, wanting to make sure you could feel every inch of his dick enter you. You could hear his breath hitch in his throat at every inch, and you were mirroring his actions.

Jungkook wanted you even closer to you, and hoisted you off the hot tub seat into his hold, making sure your chests were flush against each other. You couldn’t help but press a passionate kiss to his lips, wanting to savour this intimate moment.

Without hesitation Jungkook began to drill himself into you, pounding into you at a relentless pace. Overcome with pleasure, you barely could keep your head up and instead laid it in the crook of Jungkook’s neck. Your moans were so loud that you were sure the neighbors could probably hear, but Jungkook was fucking into you so well that your brain felt foggy.

“F-feels so good Kook. Sooooo good,” you moaned out to him. Unconsciously, you clenched around him, eliciting a sinful groan from your boyfriend.

“You feel so good around my baby, clenching around my cock so well like the good girl you are.” He lightly bit your earlobe, increasing your pleasure.

He punctuated his words with every thrust as he continued to whisper dirty, sinful, sweet nothings in your ear. “My good fucking girl. Mmmm. So fucking sexy.”

For the second time that night, you felt the knot in your stomach tighten at your climax approaching.

Jungkook did not let up on his face, pounding into you while grabbing a fistful of your ass in his hands. He could tell you were close too and he wanted to help you reach your orgasm.

“Are you gonna come for me babygirl?”

You couldn’t make any coherent noises and instead nodded your head. Without faltering, Jungkook scooped you up into another kiss and snuck a hand down to your clit again.

“That’s it sweetheart, cum for me.”

The way your pussy clenched around Jungkook’s cock when you came had Jungkook losing his mind, and with a few deep thrusts, he buried himself deep into you as he released his load inside you. Despite being surrounded by hot water, you could feel the warmth of Jungkook’s cum in your body.

He always liked to take his time before he pulled out, just wanting to savor the glorious post-sex feeling that he always had with you. He gently stroked the hair out of your face, cupping your face gently as he pressed a sweet kiss on your forehead. Making sure you were steadily placed on the seating of the hot tub before letting go, Jungkook slowly pulled out (eliciting a groan from both of you in response at the loss of sensation) and took his spot beside you in the hot tub.

As you both came down from your highs, breathless and rosy-cheeked, Jungkook took a glance at the now cloudy water in the hot tub and chuckled.

“So… who’s gonna be the one to tell Jin that his hot tub water is now mixed with cum?”

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[shurisneakers]

harmless (iv)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, guns, mention of war, frustrated bucky, dramatic reader

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: good evening i’ve never been to any of the places i mention in this series so dont come @ me

if you have any ideas for future inventions/evil plans, lemme know! i might actually end up using them 

here’s my ko-fi if you’d like to support my writing <333

Previous Part || Series Masterlist

He spends the weekend doing nothing. It’s supposed to be relaxing. He finds it nauseatingly boring.

“No mini mission this week?” Steve asks him from across the couch. 

They’re supposed to be catching up on Star Wars but two prequels in and Bucky could feel himself lose his sanity. Anyone could present him with a random assortment of alphabets, call it a Star Wars species and he would have no reason not to believe them.

It’s not like he doesn’t like space. It’s just that he’s had enough of it and everything and everyone who came from it for the foreseeable future.

“No. Someone else is taking care of it.”

“Didn’t you volunteer for this?”

“I pulled myself out of the case.”

“I thought you were having fun.” 

Bucky’s head slowly turns to look at him. “Why would you think that?”

“I don’t know,” Steve shrugged. “Looked like you were.”

Well, he wasn’t. He likes it here at home, glued to the TV. Popcorn beside him, sweatpants on. Refreshing, calming, slow, mundane, and Jesus Christ, so fucking boring-

His spiralling is interrupted by the dinging of the elevator to the common floor. No one was allowed up there unless it was extremely urgent. Guests were barely allowed into the Tower as it was. 

It reveals the receptionist from downstairs, Marie. She’s always a little reserved, a little shy. But Bucky had seen her chew and spit out trespassers or anyone who dared to get on her nerve. He adores her.

“Hey, Marie,” Steve says while Bucky sends her a friendly wave in greeting. “What’s wrong?”

“There’s a hostage situation downtown,” she informs them. 

“Okay...” Steve drawls, waiting for a reason why this was an Avengers level threat.

“They’ve asked for Mr. Barnes by name.” She makes a mention towards him.

Bucky sits up straight. Bits of popcorn fall off his chest. 

“What?”

“They said, and I quote-” she looks down at her notepad. “‘Tell that grumpy motherfucker that I’m waiting for him and that he’s not getting out of this so easily because we have come too far.’ End quote. They’ve also told me to include a kissing emoji. And a skull.”

Steve and he look at each other.

“Well?” Steve prods. 

Bucky sighs and gets up to go get ready.

The entrance of Chuck E. Cheese is more crowded than he’d ever seen. He wasn’t even sure he’d seen people in the store before. If there were, they probably only came up till his waist. 

There are a few journalists, a few policemen standing together outside. Whispers of confusion and curiosity reigned free. 

Bucky gently pushes his way to the front. He gets a nod from a police officer who opens the door for him after a quick briefing. 

The place is darker than it usually would be. A trademark, it seemed. The blinds are drawn shut and most of the light is coming through whatever sneaks in through the crack. 

“Hey, Barnes.” Your voice is muffled by a mask that looks suspiciously like it was made out of classroom craft supplies.

There’s a person in a loose chokehold in your hand with a gun pressed against his head. Once again it looks straight out of a cartoon, purple with round disks lining its barrel. 

“What’s all this now?” He gestures around monotonously. 

“A hostage situation. Didn’t you get the memo?”

“Got that part down, genius,” he bites back. “But why?”

“Fucker kept harassing me when I was walkin’ down the street.” 

The guy’s helpless gaze met Bucky. 

“Catcalling me, stalking me.” You tighten the grip you have on him. “Call me darlin’ one more time, you son of a bitch. I dare you.”

He wasn’t impressed with his pleading eyes. He kinda felt like he deserved it. 

“Why’d you do it here?” The bright colours were starting to give him a heading. “And where are the staff?”

“It’s symbolic, Bucky,” you emphasise, “He deserves to be among other rat bastards.”

Of course.

“The staff?” he asks again. 

“Gave them thirty bucks and told them to leave. I’m not a monster.”

“Right.” He doesn’t bother refuting you. “Why’d you call me here?”

“Dunno.” You shrug. “Thought it’d be fun. You having fun yet?”

You shake the guy you’re holding. He gives a small whimper. 

Bucky doesn’t want to stop you. He had chugged enough Respect Juice in his lifetime to know that this guy probably deserved a threat or two.

Hell, he’d even help but you were more than capable of handling this on your own.

“Listen,” he sighed. “As much as I’m sure he deserves it, this is technically illegal and I’m required to stop you.”

“Sorry sarge, I thought you weren’t interested in playing this stupid game with me,” you mock, voice dropping to imitate him.

“I’m not.” It wasn’t entirely true. One Saturday with Jar Jar Binks had convinced him otherwise.

“Okay, so before you leave, do me a favour and call Hawkeye. I hear he looks mighty fine when he’s annoyed.”

His face involuntarily scrunched up. You were going to replace him with Clint? Clint?

He probably took it more as an insult than he should have.

“I’m not doing that.” Bless his foul mouthed friend, but he was a little shit who was too sarcastic for his own good. At least twice a week he’d say something stupid to Bucky and then take out his hearing aids when he tried to argue back. 

“You’re leavin’ me with no options here,” you groaned, using your thumb to flip a switch. The gun looks like it powered up, lights along the side turning red.

If he let you have this, it’d be a bad look for the Avengers.

New York man dies in Chuck E. Cheese lone hostage situation, unable to be saved by same superhero who tried to fight Thanos with a machine gun.

“Tell ya what,” he says instead, “If you kill him, there won’t even be a slight chance that you’ll see me again.”

Your grip on the gun falters.

“If I let him go...”

“I might consider coming back next week.” He’s trying to spin it, make it look like he’s the one with the upper hand here. “But you gotta let him go.”

You search his face for any signs of dishonesty.

“Let him go or you’ll never see me again.” It sounds too much like Clint’s arguments with his dog who brought a live squirrel into the house. 

“Fine,” you relent, a glint in your eye. “but say goodbye to this fuckface.”

Before Bucky can open his mouth to shout in protest, you pull the trigger. The man clenches his eyes shut, face red.

He expects blood to be splatter across his face.

Nothing happens.

A barrage of bubbles floats into the room.

“I meant it literally,” you say, pushing him off you. “Say goodbye. He’s leaving.”

The man stumbles to the ground and Bucky doesn’t make any attempt to catch him. He scrambles to his knees, picking himself up and scurrying out the door to a hoard of reporters.

The door shuts behind him with the chime of a bell.

“You’re annoying,” Bucky states, giving a small sigh.

“I’m well aware of that.” You pull off the mask, wiping the sweat off your brow.

“Where is the agent assigned to your case?” 

“Dunno. Last I saw he was crying on the driveway of my lair. I just figured he’d pick himself up later so I left him there.”

Bucky’s nose twitches. 

“You weren’t actually going to kill him, were you.” He shrugs with his shoulder towards the door. It wasn’t a question, more a statement. He knew you wouldn’t. 

“I could have.”

“But you weren’t going to,” he repeats. 

“No,” you admit. “I wasn’t. But I’m glad to see you showed up.”

“You held someone hostage as leverage.”

“No, no. I held someone hostage and then asked to see you. They were completely unrelated.”

“You’re evil.”

“You jumped to conclusions,” you point out. “Would you like a trampoline next time? Maybe a pogo stick, you clown?”

He has a very real gun in his holster. His very real metal death arm aches to use it. 

“No one else agreed to come,” he deflects. 

“We both know that’s a lie. You were going to come back anyway.” You stuff the bubble gun back into the bag. “I’m deliciously irresistible.”

“I beg to differ.”

“Then beg.” You give him a smirk and he rolls his eyes. “Don’t worry, you win this round, sarge.”

He doesn’t say anything. He watches you remove your heist gear, revealing normal civilian clothes underneath.

You walk casually to the kitchen, intending to leave through the back door.

“But I can’t say I lost either.” You send him a wink before swiftly pushing open the door and leaving him behind.

He only watches you leave.

It doesn’t hit him until a few seconds later that he let a criminal out of his hands when there were several policemen and journalists outside.

He entertains the idea of chasing you down and handing you over. 

It takes him only a few seconds to decide that if they wanted you, they’d have to try themselves.

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