#the song was the final blow tbh this will be in loop for a while

[maniacace]

two consecutive reactions to arcane s2ep7, an exhibit

[seokjinsdisciple]

Happier

jinyoung x reader  (smut, some fluff, a tiny bit of angst but not really)

being a trainee in JYP is hard work, which is why you are lucky jinyoung takes a special interest in making sure you are ready to debut...in more ways than one.

unedited

(requested...i hope this is what you wanted!!)

word count: 3.6k ( i went overboard but what's new!!)

warnings: sex, language maybe, one slap of the ass, baby girl, mentions of drinking, tbh i think that's it 

Sweat was dripping down your body as you practiced the choreo to your debut song over and over again. You were technically still a trainee, but the days until your debut were quickly passing you by, and the last thing you wanted to be was unprepared. You frowned at your messy appearance in the mirror. You tried to straighten up a little it, before taking a drink of water and sitting on the floor of JYP’s studio. You knew the other members of your group would be here soon, ready for official practice to start. So there you sit, finishing your bottle of water as you heard your members laughing down the hall. The four other members stumbled in, grinning at you before setting their stuff down and stretching. You shot Nayeon a glance, she had gotten super drunk last night, and while she smiled at you, you knew she had to have a killer headache. While the other girls were talking, she slid over to you, waving a pop tart in one of her hands. 

“I brought this for you,” she said as she dropped it in your lap, avoiding your protests, “Who cares if we are on a diet, you have to eat something.”

“Thanks, Yeon,” You smiled at her, resting your very tired head on her shoulder, “How’s the hangover?”

“My head hurts like a bitch, and the two of them wouldn’t stop screaming in the car over, but it could be worse.”

“You should really take care of yourself,” You shot a look to her, causing her to roll her eyes. 

“So should you,” she said, pointing to the pop tart in your lap, “Eat it. I’m not kidding around.”

You just nudged her, before opening the silver packet and taking a bite. Before you could eat any more, your manager walked in and prompted everyone to start dancing. 

You ran through the dances you had been taught until your muscles begged for rest, but the practice was far from over. You were halfway through the dance when the Got7 members came in. Your group erupted into bows and greetings, theirs doing the same. 

“We heard the music and just came to check in on the new group that’s debuting,” JB spoke, looking at the other guys, “You can keep practicing, we are just gonna watch.”

With that, you and your group mates scurried to your positions, nerves overpowering the absolute fatigue you felt. 

You danced with everything you had, hitting move after move with as much power and strength as you could muster. You moved from position to position quickly, and when the part of the dance came up that everyone in your group had been struggling with, you were the only one to get it right. It pays off to practice more, especially since you could feel eyes watching you. 

Once you finished, you waited for the critiques that would come. Thankfully, the boys encouraged everyone to drink some water first. 

“I really liked it,” Mark said, smiling softly at us. This made BamBam laugh.

“He’s only being so nice because you are pretty,” he chuckled. You felt your heart sink, was it really that bad?

“What Bam meant to say,” JB started, giving a meaningful glare to Bam, “Is that you are doing well so far, but you definitely need to work on a few things.”

“Of course, what should we focus our practices on?” Nayeon asked. 

“Well, you should ask your member here how to do the move that the rest of you couldn’t get,” Yugyeom added, “If you need help, I would be happy to come in sometime and walk you through it.”

“That being said, all of the other dance moves were really crisp, and the only thing I suggest focusing on would be the feeling of the dance. Like facial expressions and stuff,” Jinyoung smiled, eyes locking with yours, causing a blush to rise to your cheeks. He had been staring at you the whole time, including during the dance. You had seen him watching you intently in the mirror.  

Got7 made their leave, after some more encouraging words and promises of buying food after a tough practice. You bowed, locking eyes once again with Jinyoung. 

This wasn’t the first time that you had met Got7, in fact, they had been one of the reasons the four of you found yourselves debuting soon. Got7 had been screening the trainees, and the four of you had stuck out to them. Now, you were all determined to show them that they were right in choosing you. That's how you found yourself staying longer for practice, helping the girls with the moves that they needed help with. After everyone was boneless from practicing so hard, the managers let you leave, but you were determined to stay. 

“Babe, you coming back with us?” Nayeon said, packing up her things, as you drank water.

“No, I think I’m gonna stay here and work on my facials,” you said, standing in front of the mirror and getting ready to start dancing again. 

“Don’t work too hard, ok?” She said softly, coming up behind you and looping her arms around your waist.

“I’ll take breaks, I promise,” You smiled, squeezing her arm as some form of comfort, “I also hear Jungkook is coming over. Just be careful, I don’t want you to get into trouble with the company.”

“We will be careful,” She laughed, resting her head on your shoulder, “look at us, getting ready to debut.”

“If you don’t blow it with all of your bad behavior,” I joked, causing her to roll her eyes and let me go. 

“Shut up,” she chuckled, grabbing her bag and waving goodbye, “Don’t be too late!”

“I won’t”

-

You were focused, eyes locked into watching as many of your facial expressions as you could. You had been going through the dance over and over again, taking breaks to monitor yourself as well as breaks for water and food. You had been working hard, but you still noticed some things you wanted to fix, so you stood, pressing play and then starting to dance. Focusing once again on the expressions you wanted to change. You thought you were doing well, and when the song drew to a close, you felt like you finally got it. 

“I was really impressed earlier,” a voice rang out from behind you, making you scream and fall on your butt. The studio had always creeped you out, and now that it was late, you had been sure you were the only one here. 

“I’m sorry,” the voice laughed, “I didn’t mean to scare you so badly.”

You started to stand but inhaled a quick breath as you felt a large hand grab yours, lifting you up. Now, you were met with the beautiful face of Jinyoung, who was still kinda laughing at you. You quickly bowed, but he just waved his hand at you. 

“You don’t have to apologize, I was just so focused on what you said earlier that I didn’t hear you come in,” you said softly. 

At this, Jinyoung grinned, “Well, let’s see your progress!” 

You just nodded, stomach filling with pins and needles once again. You started the dance, thinking about all of the changes you have made since this afternoon and focusing on getting them right. You were surprised when Jinyoung paused the music, but even more, surprised when he came up behind you and placed his hands on your waist. 

“At that part of the song there is a sexy feel,” He said, his hands gently pushing you to roll your hips, “To capture the feeling, you should roll your hips a little when you do the move.”

Your face was flushed, and your waist was burning where his hands lay, but you did the move, watching intently in the mirror as he rolled your hips for you. He was right, the move looked better with more of a hip roll. You went through the whole song like that, with him adding things to certain moves, all while touching you. You were a mess by the end, positive you wouldn’t remember any of his suggestions because of his stupid handsome face and featherlight touches that lingered for too long. His hand still lingered on your waist from the last move, and since you were facing the back, he was facing you. 

If you thought you were a mess before, you didn’t expect that seeing his handsome face so close would triple the butterflies in your stomach. Your breathing was labored from dancing, and you couldn’t tear your eyes from his lips. The room was charged with so much tension you felt your heartbeat increase. 

Jinyoung wasn’t making things any easier, either. He was staring down at you just as lustfully as you were at him, and he wouldn’t take his hands off of your hips. In fact, it felt like his grip was tightening. Before you knew it, you were wrapped in his arms, lips hurriedly locking and hands roaming. He teased his tongue into your mouth, grabbing your hair lightly in order to get better access to your neck. You couldn’t stop the moans that spilled out of your mouth when he nipped the sensitive spot of your neck with his teeth. You were sure he was leaving marks, and as much as you knew he shouldn’t you knew you weren’t gonna ask him to stop. 

His face came back up to yours, kissing your lips softly, before aggressively connecting them again. It was as if he was a man starved, and your lips were the food he had been dreaming of. You two were so close together that you could feel the hardness in his pants. You slid your hand down, grabbing the hardness lightly. The groan Jinyoung let out of his mouth was heavenly, giving you the perfect access to slip your tongue back into his mouth. 

You were so into the kiss that you almost didn’t hear it, but you did. The low vibrations of your phone on the floor drew you out of your lust-filled haze. You pushed Jinyoung lightly away. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” you started, turning away from him and hurriedly grabbing your things, “That was so inappropriate of me and-”

“Hey, it’s ok, I-” Jinyoung started, but you were scrambling to get all of your things. 

“I can’t believe I just did that,” you muttered taking a quick look at Jinyoung’s expression. You covered your face in your hands. You had just been making out with your senior. Everyone would think that you were just using him to be more popular with other idols, and to get ahead in the company. You ignored his attempts to comfort you, bowing slightly as you apologized once more before practically running back to your dorm. 

-

You hadn’t spent a lot of time sitting on the couch wallowing. You could hear Jungkook and Nayeon in the room next to yours, so you had escaped to the living room. You wished that she was available to talk because god did you need some of her advice. She was always getting into slippery situations, but she always knew how to get out of them. Plus you were sure this qualified as an emergency. What if people thought the only reason you were chosen was because Jinyoung thought you were hot. That would discredit all of the hard work you have put into debuting. 

You sat with your thoughts, your despair growing as your thoughts got more and more out of hand. You jumped once more when a knock rang out at your door. You glanced at the time on your phone. It was almost 3am, who would be coming to see you so late? You hesitantly approached the door, peeking through the peephole and seeing Jinyoung. You sighed as you opened the door, this could only make things worse. 

Jinyoung slightly smiled at you, blush rising to his face, “Is it ok if I come in?”

You just nodded, stepping aside and letting him sneak beside you. 

“Listen, I don’t regret what happened in the practice room earlier,” he started, “but if you do, then I won’t say anything to you that's unprofessional ever again. Just please let me explain one thing.”

“Jinyoung, what are you talking about?” I asked, confused as to what he could possibly say to me that would be unprofessional, I mean I had already grabbed his dick, through his pants, but still!

“I like you, like really like you. You work hard, you take criticism and try to improve upon them, you are beautiful and talented, and if I am being honest, I have liked you since I watched you dance for the first time. I don’t want to put any pressure on you, I mean, god you haven’t even debuted yet. Plus we haven’t really talked much, you know what, this was a stupid idea. I should go,” he rambled, cheeks flushing bright red, with ears to match. 

He started to turn to leave, but before he could, I grabbed his hand. 

“Jinyoung, wait,” I started, allowing him to turn around and face me, “I- I really like you too. I have ever since I met you. It’s just,” you took a deep breath, tears started to well up in your eyes. You smiled a little bit, laughing at yourself as he placed a hand on your cheek, “I’m just scared about this, us. What will happen if someone finds out?”

Jinyoung broke into a large smile then, pulling me into his arms and planting a comforting kiss on my head. 

“Then we will deal with that when it happens, but do you seriously want to try this?”

You nodded into his chest, glancing up at him. He smiled back down at you, wasting no time in pressing his lips against yours. It started off sweetly, him slowly kissing you, and you follow his lead, but it didn’t take long for the kiss to turn into something more. The lust, yearning and want that had filled the practice room earlier was back. The both of you pressing your bodies together, hands roaming in unexplored places. He placed kisses and bites all over your neck, causing somewhat loud moans to fill the living room. You whined when Jinyoung pulled away, but he only whispered, “Where is your room?”

That made you grab both of his hands, dragging him through my living room and into the small bedroom that you had to yourself. He closed the door behind him, flipping the lock for good measure. He met your lips again, pushing you lightly onto the bed. He grabbed at your shirt, pulling it off of you and burying himself into your chest. If you thought he had marked your neck, he was holding nothing back as he marked your chest. He pulled the cups of your bra down, sucking on your nipples and rolling them in his mouth. You weren’t ready for him to gently bite down, and it felt so good. At this point you were whimpering, hands gripping his hair as he moved down your stomach. He was teasing, and you knew it. His mouth avoided every place you wanted him to be, even after he had tugged your pants off. His feather-light touches were everywhere, but nowhere near where you needed him.

“Jinyoung, please touch me,” you begged, bucking your hips in want. 

“Hmm, is my baby girl needy?” He asked, swiping one finger up your slit. You couldn’t help the guttural groan that left your mouth at his slight touch. You were so worked up, and he knew it. He just grinned at your already fucked out expression, pressing a light kiss on your lips as you whined in protest. You pulled on the hem of his shirt, wanting to feel closer to him. That was a mistake. You almost cried at his perfectly sculpted body, all of the limited patience you had to feel him inside you was long gone.

“Please fuck me,” you begged, “I don’t need any prep. God, I’m already so wet for you, Jinyoung. Please.” 

His eyes were animalistic then, and you knew you had finally won. He pressed a hungry kiss on your lips, pushing two fingers into you, as if he was making sure you could take him. You threw your head back at the groan he let out, watching as he licked his fingers. 

“You are such a needy little thing,” he spoke, tearing his sweatpants down, and pumping himself a few times, “Are you sure you are ready, baby?”

You nodded, running a hand up his arm. 

“Use your words,” he said, running the hand that wasn’t wrapped around his length down your sides. 

“Jinyoung, please. I want you so badly.”

That's all he needed to push himself into you, a low moan leaving his lips. You closed your eyes, unable to help clenching around him, he was so big. 

“Baby, you can’t do that,” Jinyoung said, resting his head on your shoulder as he stilled, waiting for you to relax around him. When you were ready he thrust, the both of you moaning as he finally started rocking himself into you. 

He sucked on your collarbone, finding a fast pace that had you whimpering, trying to keep yourself quiet. You gasped as he bit harshly on your collarbone, “You better let me hear those moans, baby.”

Even if he hadn’t warned you to moan for him, you wouldn’t have been able to hold them in if you tried. He was pounding into you, hitting your g-spot over and over. When he slid his hand down to your clit, the breath was knocked out of you. You were close, so close, and you could feel the coil building. Right when you were about to cum, he pulled out. You cried, slapping him lightly on the shoulder. He just smiled down at your pathetic state, whimpering and whining for release. He pressed a kiss on your forehead, before guiding you to flip over onto your knees. You sighed in relief when he entered you again, hands placed firmly on your hips as he found his rhythm again. He was hitting so deep now, you barely had time to breathe before another moan was ripped from your body. The coil was tightening, and you wanted more than anything to cum. Jinyoung groaned, his pace faltering as your heat tightened an unreal amount around his length. He slapped your ass, the slight sting of pain enough to send you over the edge. Your arms couldn’t hold you up as the spasms of pleasure spread through you, legs shaking and moans not even coming out anymore. You tried to regulate your breathing as Jinyoung continued to pound into you, his grunts riling up your sensitive body. His broken moan filled the room as he hurriedly pulled out of you and came across your back. He hunched over you, trying to catch his breath. He kissed the side of your head, breathing slowing down. You felt his weight shift on the bed, and couldn’t help but close your eyes as he wiped the cum from your back, as well as gently wiping your legs and core. When he was done, he flipped you over, and you smiled as you took in his appearance. 

You had always said that Jinyoung had a perfect face, but he looked even better now. His hair was messy, sweat causing parts to stick together, and some of it hung in front of his face. His lips were red from what you assumed were his teeth digging into them, and his cheeks were flushed. You smiled as he pressed a comforting kiss on your nose. Both of you falling quickly asleep with limbs entangled and breathing synchronized. 

--

The morning came too quickly, your alarm going off far before you had gotten enough sleep. Jinyoung groaned from beside you, sleep not yet willing to release its hold on him. You, however, were now awake. You stumbled from your room, finding your way to the oven to cook some breakfast. You didn’t notice Nayeon until she cleared her throat.

“So, how’d practice go?” She asked, a knowing smile on her face. She laughed as you just blushed, and threw an eggshell at her. 

“It went well,” you started, causing her to laugh even harder. 

“So who is this mysterious boy that had you up all night?”

Before you could dodge her question, Jinyoung stumbled out of your room, rubbing his eyes. “Baby, why’d you leave?”

“Oh. My. God.” Nayeon said, shooting a look between you and Jinyoung, “Baby?”

“Yeon, please don’t tell anyone,” I begged, as Jinyoung wrapped his arms around me. 

“Of course I won’t,” she said, her jaw still dropped, “I just can’t believe all of this time you’ve been scolding me about Jungkook and my drinking, and you’re dating our senior!”

“Technically we just started dating last night,” you tried, smiling innocently at your best friend. 

“You know what, I’m over it! You two are cute, and you seem happy,” she smiled, “and that’s all I care about anyway.”

“I am happy,” you smiled, giggling as Jinyoung pressed a kiss to the side of your head. Jinyoung was yours, all yours, and no matter what, you knew he would make you happy. You knew Nayeon would have your back, but most importantly, you knew you had made the right choice last night. 

As you sat eating with Jinyoung and Nayeon, you realized an important thing. No matter how hard training was, or how hard it would be to keep your relationship a secret. You had two badass people in your life you cared about you, and nothing could make you happier than that.

[lunatens]

the sun and his flowers

word count: 1959

genre: literally just fluff and nothing else

pairing: hwang hyunjin x female reader

summary: your new cute neighbour has a cute little brother and they might both be in love with you

a/n: lol I've never written kids before hopefully I did okay!! tbh im kinda proud of this tho hopefully y’all like it! also I named the kid after hyunjin’s dog bc I didn’t know what else to do haha

song rec: perfect - ed sheeran

~

when the hwangs move in next door, it doesn't take you long to get acquainted with their family. the "for sale" sign in the yard next door was finally replaced with "sold" the other day, and you're sitting on your hands and knees in the garden when the moving van, followed by a car, pulls into the driveway. curious, you squint in the bright daylight as you peer over at the family that climbs out of the car. a couple, who you assume are the mother and father, move to help start carrying things into the house while a boy around your age helps a toddler out of the car. as soon as the toddler's feet hit the ground he takes off running laps around the yard, giggling and laughing as his older brother keeps a watchful eye on him. you smile at the sight before returning to your garden work; you're almost done clearing the weeds and then you can finally start planting the wildflowers your mom gave you.

"what are you doing?" a small voice says from directly behind you. the voice startles you and you almost drop the packet of seeds you're holding. you recognize the little boy from earlier, and once your heart rate returns to normal you give him a warm smile.

"i'm planting flowers! do you want to help me?" you ask, holding out the packet as an offering. the child nods and kneels down in the grass beside you, hands splayed out eagerly. you gently shake a few seeds into his tiny hands, and he giggles excitedly.

"now just sprinkle them all around in the bare dirt, like this," you say as you demonstrate. the child tries to copy your actions, but he ends up dropping most of the seeds in the one spot.

"good job!" you say anyways, holding your hand up for a hi-five. he shrieks in joy and his tiny hand connects with yours with a smack. "now we have to press down on the dirt. i'm going to use my hands, but do you want to stomp your feet?" you ask.

"yeah!" he says excitedly, proceeding to march around the little square of dirt where all your seeds are.

"kami!! there you are!!" a very concerned voice calls from across the yard. you turn to see the older boy rushing over towards you. "don't ruin people's gardens!" he says as he gets closer.

"oh it's okay, i told him to! he's helping me plant wildflowers," you explain. now that he's up close, you notice just how beautiful the boy is as you look up at him from your position on the ground, hands and knees covered in dirt. you suddenly feel a little self-conscious, and you hope your light sunburn is enough to cover your blushing cheeks.

"oh. well then i guess it's okay," the boy says with a shy smile (and you could swear he's blushing too, although it could just be the sun).

"hyunjin, are you going to stay and help us?" the toddler asks, looking up at his big brother.

"only if it's okay with your new friend here," he says, looking down to you.

"i guess so," you tease. "i'm y/n, by the way."

"well, nice to meet you y/n. my brother kami seems to really like you," hyunjin comments as he sits down beside you. the two of you watch as kami continues stomping around the garden until he seems satisfied.

"what's next?" kami asks eagerly.

"now we have to water the seeds," you say, picking up the watering can you filled up earlier. "i'm going to help you because it's really heavy," you explain, and kami places his hands on yours as you start to pour a light layer of water.

"hyunjin, you help too!" kami demands, and hyunjin places his hands on top of both of yours with a soft giggle, and you try not to get too visibly excited at the contact. together, the three of you water your garden together.

"okay, now we wait! it'll take a little while for the flowers to grow, but you can come over any time to check on them," you explain. "i have an extra packet of seeds if you want so you can start your own garden, then we can compare!" you say, handing a packet over to kami.

"yay!! hyunjin, let's go plant them right now!! bye y/n, i love you!" kami says as he blows you a little kiss before running over back to his yard.

"your brother's really cute," you say as you stand up, brushing the dirt off and offering a hand to help hyunjin up. he takes your hand and stands up, although his fingers linger on yours a little longer than you were expecting.

"i know...but i'm cuter," hyunjin says with a wink. "i gotta go help unpack, but i'll see you around y/n! we've got all summer to spend together," he says, waving as he heads back home. you let out a sigh, glad hyunjin can't see the major heart eyes you're sending his way.

~

a few weeks later and school's finally over; summer can really begin. you walk home with hyunjin like you do every day, passing by kami's preschool and picking him up on the way. as you walk past your house kami rushes to your patch of wildflowers for his daily inspection.

"Y/N LOOK!! FLOWERS!!" he yells excitedly. you and hyunjin hurry over, and sure enough, a few tiny buds have started to blossom. "they're so pretty!! just like you!" kami says.

"don't be silly!" you say with a laugh, ruffling his hair.

"hey, kami is never silly," hyunjin says with a smirk. you make eye contact with him and feel the familiar butterflies in your stomach; these past few weeks you've spent getting to know hyunjin have lead to an undeniably strong attraction towards him--you're fairly certain hyunjin feels the same way; the amount of times he "accidentally" bumps into you or turns to brush dirt off your face (you weren't even outside the last time he did that) or makes a flirty comment are pretty clear signs to you your feelings are reciprocated. hyunjin does, however, face some tough competition--kami seems to be convinced you're his girlfriend, to hyunjin’s amusement. Kami’s little hands always grasp onto yours on the walk home, and he never leaves without a tight hug around your legs. whenever you catch a glimpse of hyunjin during kami's attempts at romance your heart skips a beat at the sheer adoration on hyunjin's face as he watches you interact with his brother. you know kami is important to hyunjin, so you make a special effort to take good care of kami (it's not hard, considering how cute he is).

~

the doorbell rings, and you get up from where you've been reading on the couch to answer it.

"hey kami, what's up?" you ask, crouching down to his height.

"hyunjin wants to talk to you, can you come over?" he asks giggling, not even giving you a chance to answer before he runs away to his house. you follow him, confused as to why hyunjin wouldn't just come to talk to you himself--you're always over at each other's houses anyways. you walk through the front door of the hwang household, and kami points you towards the back door.

"he's out there!!" kami says, vibrating with excitement. you cautiously open the back door, and your hands fly to your mouth as you look around, and it's all you can do to keep yourself from crying. hyunjin walks up to meet you by the deck stairs, arm looping around yours as he guides you down to the lawn. a myriad of warm fairy lights are strung all around the yard, woven in between a large assortment of planters and bushes and patches of flowers--you don't think you've ever seen this many flowers in your life; frankly, it puts your own garden to shame. the setting sun casts a golden glow over everything, and hyunjin leads you to the middle of the yard so you can admire everything. he takes your hands in his, looking over your shoulder towards the back door. "kami, now!" he shout-whispers, and you turn to see kami pressing a button on the little speaker set up. you gasp and turn to hyunjin with a smile when your favourite song begins to play, its slow, sweet melody flowing through the summer night air and filling your heart with so many emotions you don't even know how to express them. you feel your eyes begin to water and you let out a nervous laugh, smiling and looking down at the ground.

"what do you think," he asks softly, gently lifting your chin up to meet his gaze. his eyes search yours but already he already knows the answer. one arm curls around your waist, pulling your body closer against his, and his other hand goes up to support yours. slowly, you begin to dance to the music, the evening grass cool on your bare feet.

"hyunjin i--i love it, i don't even know what to say," you say, your sun-kissed skin growing hotter by the second.

"then don't say anything," he says, and suddenly his lips are on yours. to say you hadn't dreamed of this moment would be a lie, but you never thought it would be like this. hyunjin pulls away only to rest his forehead on yours, and your noses are pressed together as you dance and smile, the first stars appearing in the twilight sky.

"y/n...will you be my girlfriend?" hyunjin asks, his voice barely a whisper, and he's so close you can feel his breath on your lips. you answer him with another kiss, pulling him impossibly closer.

"yes, of course. i'd have to be absolutely insane to say no to you," you say. the two of you continue dancing as the song runs its course. a tiny pair of arms wrap themselves around your legs, and you look down to see kami peering back up at you.

"are you boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

"yes kami," you say, almost not believing it's finally true.

"hyunjin!! you promised y/n could be MY girlfriend!" kami says, pouting at his older brother. hyunjin throws his head back in laughter, then pats kami on the head.

"i guess we'll just have to share," he says. "i know, y/n's just so amazing i bet everyone wants to be her girlfriend. i mean just look at her!" he says, turning his gaze to you. "you're so beautiful," he says as his eyes meet yours. hyunjin bites his lip and pulls you in for another soft kiss, not able to refrain any longer. the kiss triggers a screech from kami, and you pull apart to look down at him.

"EWWWW HYUNJIN!! THATS SO YUCKY!!" kami says, scrunching up his face in disgust.

"what, you don't like when i do this?" hyunjin questions before leaning in to pepper your laughing face with kisses.

"AUGHHHHH" kami yells, and you hear him rush back inside. you lean back into hyunjin, the two of you giggling together. you wish you could stop time at this moment; the twinkling fairy lights mirroring the early evening stars on the painted sky, the sweet scents of so many flowers in the cool night air mingling with the faint smell of hyunjin's cologne that somehow always ends up rubbing off on your clothes, the distant sounds of crickets chirping and the gentle melodies pouring from the speaker, and finally hyunjin's face mere inches in front of yours, looking at you as if you're the only person who's ever existed. 

~

requested by anon <3

[florrickandassociates]

TGF Thoughts: 3x08-- The One Where Kurt Saves Diane

I wrote this over the span of, like, a full year and it is not very interesting. I am posting it simply because I am committed to the idea of writing something about every episode of this series. I recommend that you go check out Evil instead of reading this.

I’m just not intrigued by the clips of news footage about some sort of “Unredacted Unspecified Report” that open this episode.

Diane doesn’t seem to be that interested either: she’s not watching and talks over it. 

More interesting (but, tbh, not actually that interesting to me either, because I’m losing interest in this season) is that Diane gets a letter of warning from a ~mysterious source~. 

Most interesting of all: Diane and Kurt have a normal morning together.

Kurt spots the letter first and opens it. STOP DIANE. THEY KNOW ABOUT THE HACK. So maybe it’s directed at Kurt. Or maybe it’s supposed to say, “Stop, Diane.”

I still haven’t warmed to Diane’s bedroom set, especially because it still feels like Diane lives in her bedroom and her home has no other rooms. 

Joy, Felix Staples has returned. All I have to say about this case is that the day this ep aired, basically what’s happening in this case happened in real life, because… Kings. 

Hello, it’s October now and I suddenly felt like returning to The Good Universe and writing. It’s been a while. 

My memory of this episode/arc is that Diane and Liz just did something uncharacteristically dumb and illegal, and this is the episode where Kurt secretly puts an end to the shenanigans without Diane even knowing. I remember this episode being satisfying, if only because it got rid of the aforementioned dumb and illegal plot. Let’s see how good my memory is. 

Wait why don’t I remember Roger Bart being on this show and why didn’t I note it earlier?! How could I let George The Killer Pharmacist go unmentioned?! 

On that note, how did I not use the opening scene of the season (Diane saying “I’m happy” as an excuse to ramble about how weird it is to experience happiness on a personal level in today’s world?) (I was just watching 3x01.)

I’m actively not watching the case scenes so they don’t kill my drive to actually write this. 

Oh God, I’m going to have to deal with Blum again at some point. I had blocked out his bloviating. I think this is the last of the Blum/Maia free eps? 

The weird Lucca/British actor plot is still happening!!!! I didn’t miss it during all those months in which I wasn’t reminded of it. 

The joke about how these TV lawyers aren’t like other TV lawyers, except they are, was funny the first time. 

Always great to see how Lucca, who is the head of a department at this point, gets called into other cases frequently. Definitely how things work. 

Is it bad that I’m more interested in making a mental list of all the times TGF/TGW have filmed in this little park than this Marissa/Alan Alda scene? 

I can see why this is the episode that made me stop writing these for a bit. So far, this ep is all case and a subplot I don’t care for.

You know what else was funny the first time and has hit a point of diminishing returns? The thing where a main character’s love interest shows up in court and then they get thrown off their game and it’s CUTE FLIRTING!!! Find a new, unique way to signal interest, writers! 

This gag now involves literal gagging. I’m overjoyed. 

Lucca’s monologuing at a toilet about her crush. This plot is cute. It isn’t bad. It is watchable. BUT! I know it’s a novelty, so I’m just not that excited by it or invested in it. It’s not really deepening my understanding of Lucca. 

Lucca picturing everyone in court in their underwear is just unnecessary and honestly not funny??? 

Kurt leaves the warning note out for Diane to see. He confronts her about it and she asks for a drink.

The credits are at 19 minutes in. I do love them. Have any of you watched Evil yet? I watched part of the first episode (I intend to go back to it, I’ve just been busy) and the credits resemble the TGF credits. (Update as of March 2020: I watched all of Evil and you should too.)

Diane tells Kurt about Book Club or #Resistance or whatever I was calling it. Even though Diane doesn’t tell him the full story (mostly for his own protection, and she makes it clear she’s omitting stuff), I do appreciate that Diane and Kurt don’t keep secrets from each other, and if/when they do, they talk about it openly and calmly. I love them. 

(I have blocked out Kurt/Holly almost entirely. I know it’s canon, but I still don’t believe it was anything other than a plot device to motivate some unnecessary drama in the TGW finale. God, that finale was bad. Ghost Will? Kurt cheating? GENEVA and Peter? GHOST WILL? Even the slap, which is one of my favorite parts, is more powerful as a symbol than as an actual plot development, since (1) Alicia betraying Diane is something Pilot!Alicia would’ve done to any friend to protect her family and (2) it stems from the nonsense about Kurt cheating and Peter tampering with evidence. What a letdown of a finale. The Kings are lucky they got to redeem themselves with TGF.)

(As anyone who’s had a one-on-one convo with me about the TGW finale at any point in the last three years will tell you, I will NEVER tire of discussing it, even if it means rehashing the same points over and over and over.)

I forgot about the thing where it wouldn’t stop storming in season 3. 

Don’t have much to say about Kurt devising a plan to help Diane get out of trouble, but I do find it very fun! 

OOOOH this is the episode about censorship that got censored!!! If you haven’t already, do read Emily Nussbaum’s piece about the behind-the-scenes drama of this episode. I thought the “this content has been censored” screen where the short would have been was a joke… but it was actually censored. That may be the most interesting thing about this episode.

I want more character-driven plots. I want more Liz and Lucca. I have nothing to say. 

Book Club still believes the con artist who brought them together is something other than a con artist. Book Club is not that smart for being a collection of very smart people. 

“So the whole group is bullshit?” Liz asks when Diane loops her in. Yes. But also, like, this is what happens when you do illegal shit with a group formed by a literal con artist. Liz may have an excuse for trusting the group (Diane brought her in), but why does DIANE trust them? 

“My life is simple, Diane. I have a son. I have a mortgage. I have my job. And I go from home to work and work to home. So this stuff is, this bullshit intrigue… I’m done. Too much drama,” Liz laments, about a week too late. Where was this last week when Liz was like YES LET’S DO CRIMES? 

One of my problems with the whole Book Club arc is that it makes very little sense that Liz would get involved in the first place. I understand why she would be sympathetic to their cause and willing to look the other way on their methods… if she were watching a news report about them on TV. She’s too practical, and has too much to lose, to get involved with a group like this. 

An NSA nerd is back!! He’s the one warning Diane! 

Okay, picking this back up in March 2020 because *gestures at the world* I have time. Like, I have so much free time I’ve finished 9 books in the last 14 days AND finally made it to the episodes of The Sopranos with JMargs. I began watching The Sopranos in 2017.

As I write this, I have no idea if TGF is coming back on April 9th as planned or not. Unless there’s something in the works for season 4 that can’t possibly be left unfinished or air today, I think they should air whatever they have now. TGF is always timely, and while scenes set in an office are suddenly feeling weird and implausible, they’ll probably play better now than in six months. And we’d all forgive the writers if they had to wrap up the arcs through an animated recap song. 

It’s been a while since I’ve seen the TGF credits so I rewound to watch the credits. I went to 2 minutes into the episode, then remembered… they’re 20 minutes in.

Y’all. They blow up a purse with hand sanitizer in it. Did they predict this?! 

I wrote that preamble and then stopped writing. But now we know that TGF is really coming back on April 9th, which means I have to stop watching The Sopranos and write these things! 

Ah, Felix Staples. I haven’t missed you! 

Case stuff happens. Really riveting episode, this one. (It is an interesting case, though.)

Kurt saving Diane is pretty fun. But I don’t have anything to say about it and to write about it would just to be to give a half-assed play by play… and why?

Oh WOW, Lucca and Downton Abbey guy is still happening?! 

Getting to see Kurt be really competent and caring is the best thing, by far, about the Book Club arc.

Wait, I take that back, Liz’s speech about voter suppression is also pretty high up there-- as long as you ignore the context. 

V excited (!!) to get back to Maia’s bullshit in the next few episodes, not because I want to watch it but because if there’s one thing I’m actually motivated to write about, it’s how the show has handled Maia Rindell. Also, they handle the next few episodes well for her. 

Oh RIGHT Liz tells ChumHum about her dad’s sexual harassment issues! And Adrian and Liz are finally going to tell the press! It may mean losing Neil Gross, though. 

Book Club is over! Wooooooooooooooooooooo! On to more interesting things!!!

Also gone? Downton Abbey guy, who gave an interview about something new and exciting in his life. Lucca thought he was talking about her, and he was talking about some...personality test that sounds like a cult from the way he describes it? AAAAAND I Googled it and yup. It is. What a goofy ending to this arc I didn’t care about. Reminds me of the way the Marilyn arc ended (with a cameo from a celebrity who she was supposedly sleeping with). Glad the actor was so game to poke fun at himself, but is this the best we can do for Lucca? 

Diane thinks she took care of the hack and made it go away. Kurt lets her take the credit. 

The end! 

[sadlittlenerdking]

My ‘The Magicians’ fic masterpost

So, I’m just gonna start adding all my Magicians fic here as a masterpost . . . it’s mostly Queliot, but there’s also stuff focusing on the Quentin x Eliot x Margo friendship dynamic, and idk what else I’ll end up writing at this point. 

Comfort - Margo and Eliot realize they care about Quentin while they’re trying to comfort him.

Untitled drabble - Quentin comforts Eliot after Eliot kills Mike.

Misguided - Oneshot about Quentin getting texts from a mysterious stranger.

Magicians Moon - drabble turned oneshot. Eliot’s a secret romantic. 

Untitled drabble (Spooning) - Eliot and Quentin spoon. 

The Death of Magic (Rains Hell on Us All) - Magic is dead in Fillory and Eliot refuses to accept it because it means he’ll never see a certain someone again.

 another untitled drabble - Quentin checks on the clock after Alice tells him magic is going to get shut off. 

Home - Quentin will do anything to get back to Eliot. Even if it means he has to slay a dragon.

breathe it in - angsty drabble about Quentin’s loneliness after the finale.

Truth - Quentin makes Eliot talk to him about what he’s feeling post Mike via truth serum. 

to love, to die: Chapter 1, 2, & 3 - A brief glimpse into the past 39 lives from eliots perspective. 

Project Seduce Quentin Coldwater and So Lift His Spirits (WIP): Chapter 1, 2, 3, - Quentin gets wiped after Penny sells him out post beast attack, and Eliot follows through on his promise. Only it’s not going at all how he planned. 

cuddling drabble - they cuddle. 

baking drabble - nothing every goes as planned with these two - more crack than anything. 

eliot’s blanket - prompt was Eliot has a secret baby blanket and Quentin finds out. 

Soulmates - Margo’s point of view through the whole evolution of their friendship with Quentin. 

R&R - fluffy little kind of hurt/comfort Queliot fic

Quelioet kisses - little drabble about kisses

Glasses - eliot has to wear glasses.

Angst and Anger - part one of a drabble series. This is Penntin, not Queliot.

Denial Ain’t Just a River - part two of the pennin (Angst and Anger) drabble series

Whole - took a whole lotta time to write (hahahhaha) no but its about quentin being an oblivious idiot and figuring out he’s in love with eliot. Queliot obviously

Teach Me - “do your lips move when you read?” Queliot

pda n’ shit - a little drabble about penny, margo and alice walking in on quentin and eliot.

Waffles - Penntin, domestic stuff. 

Sing Me To Sleep - angst good god this is angst. don’t say I didn’t warn you. 

There’s This Idiot - wrote this to counteract the devastating blow of the sing me to sleep angst. Read the angst then read this and feel better because its fluffy af. And has the line “That boy is more bi that a bicycle at a tricycle convention.” 

No Mercy for the Living - Mega angst. Eliot dies, and Quentin has to face it. 

Expectations - Fluff, what if the threesome happens, but there’s no alice to worry about come the next morning?

Hold On - Angst. Margo’s killed by the beast.

Can’t Stop This Feeling - eliot ends a loop the wrong way. 

I won’t Let You Go - Quentin doesn’t want eliot to be alone. drabble.

Power - Niffin Eliot. 

Self Sacrifice (is Bullshit) - Quentin and Margo friendship - Quentin almost gets himself killed and margo isnt having it.

Got A Bad Case of Loving You - a spell backfires, and Quentin’s finally learning what it took from him. Queliot. 

Game On - Quentin has no will power in the face of a bet.

The Price We Pay - Quentin pays the price to get magic back. And Eliot does what he has to.

I’ve Got You Carved On My Heart - prompted with queliot + post-it notes

Prickly Like A Porcupine - just some fluff to sate your needs.

Insanity - Quentin accidentally makes the entire campus fall in love with him. 

Hot Chocolate - Margo and Eliot think Quentin’s having a depressive episode.

This Moment - Quentin and Eliot are reunited after season 2. 

The Woods - Quentin, Eliot and Margo’s day of bonding in the woods doesn’t go as planned.

Diamond Kisses - "Did you steal that $100,000 diamond?” “... Maybe.”

Little Lamb - It’s Quentin’s birthday and Eliot just wants him to be happy, but he’s reasonably distracted. 

The Mad Royal Family of Fillory (WIP) - Chapter 1, - Timeline 31, where they do defeat the beast, but are driven so far beyond the brink of madness that Jane has no choice but to reset the clock. 

Wake Me Up - Eliot’s pretty sure Quentin keeps dying. Fluff. 

Petrichor - We never see Quentin and Eliot bond over their shared angst … and I really wish Eliot had talked to Q about his past. So. Here they are, bonding in what I like to imagine as an offscreen conversation.

otp questions - a series of short drabbles based on otp questions. 

stupid tattoos - a drabble. pretty much just crack

Roots - (WIP) soulmate fic?

Read Me to Sleep - who reads the other their favorite book? 

Twenty Five - angsty as hell. Jane and Dean Fogg go further back. 

Don’t Panic - prompt “I hate seeing you like this” 

Home - post 3x04. Queliot reunion drabble

Magnetic - After everything settles, Quentin and Eliot find some time to discuss what they really see when they touch the truth key.

I been looking at the stars tonight (and I think oh, how I miss that bright sun)

-   Q and El get a little emotional once they’re alone. (Title from The Strumbellas song, Spirits

The Test - Quentin dies after acquiring the last key. But nothing is what it seems. 

That Which Binds - Eliot’s sure Quentin will stop his marriage to Idri. 

Fifty Year Break - two bickering married couples. Quentin’s and Eliot are old, and still really dumb about things. Featuring; The Grandkids! 

“300″ word drabble prompt; sacrifice - eliot finds out about the depression monster key. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; sharp - quentin accidentally cuts himself cooking. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; warm kisses - quentin’s seduction techniques could use some work. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; date - rupert plans a date for his dads. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; cry - quentin’s been holding the depression key for too long. (MargoXEliotXQuentin friendship dynamic)

“300″ word drabble prompt; proposal - there’s a wedding to be had. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; rupert’s death - quentin makes an upsetting revelation. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; Ruperts birth - eliot comes to terms with being a defacto father. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; Rupert - rupert is a teenage matchmaker for his parents. 

“300″ word drabble prompt; Eliot and the depression key - eliot accidentally touches the depression key. 

Dark Places - Everyone’s dead, and q can think of only one person who can bring them back. aka the q gets Real Dark fic.

“300″ word drabble prompt; untitled - todd and margo friendship

a series of itty bitty drabbles - just one of those otp questions w/ short drabbles that i said i’d finish and never did

“300″ word drabble; todd and a puppy - todd, eliot and a puppy. 

“300″ word drabble; fillory (todd) - margo takes todd to fillory

Promise Me - post season 3, Q gets his memories backs & the creature gives him a few minutes w/ eliot

Holding Out for a Hero - Todd saves everyone from the beast and bonds w/ Q’s dad. (tbh it’s probably not going to get finished bc of my other todd wip seen below) [AO3]

Lifeboat - (WIP) Todd is a time traveler au. he’s q, el and margo’s son from the future trying desperately to find a way to save their lives. [AO3] 

Not Today - ao3 link bc i can’t find the damn thing on my blog, poppy hits on q, and q just wants to talk about eliot. 

“300″ word drabble; proposal take 2 - quentin’s tired of goodbyes 

Todd -- todd has a backstory too and its sad af

[bulldawgjross]

The Second Time Around

        The first time was an accident

        The second, lifting yet heavier

        But the third can’t happen yet

    The night prior, all that was swimming in my mind was that I was getting the chance to see her again, however, I’d be lying if I said I was ready. The last time an adventure like this occurred, whether other’s would admit to it or not, it didn’t go over too well, but this time I was determined to make sure I didn’t fuck up… again. Going on these trips can sometimes make me nervous in a sense of not knowing what’s going to happen next, while at the same time not caring because of her. Even though it hadn’t been terribly long since I’d seen her, just the look of her always melts my heart. Yet, she’s always meant more than glamour and shine to me. She can make just about anyone seem like life has purpose once more and always brings a smile to my face. 

    Of course, waking up to start an hour or so drive just to get Allie is always worth it. On the drive up to her house, I tested how my new bluetooth system would work in my Cooper, which in all honesty is just the speakers like the Beats Pill but not that at all. Pulling up to the driveway and making sure everything is ready to go just before the trip ahead is always a great start for the trip, as everything is in place as Allie starts walking to the car. As always, the regular hijinks ensue as we talk about the usual coasters, cartoons, shows, and just life in general. She struggles and how she’s been bold and brave enough to overcome all the obstacles as of late, my bouts with the idiotic public (not ya’ll, but the random customers whose soul purpose in life is to find a way to fuck up so bad that there is literally nothing I can, could, or would do to fix their stupidity) from work and hilarious stories of said characters is all just icing on the cake, and that’s the usual. After a while, it was time to put on some good throw backs, as a couple days before I had found a video on YouTube of a whole bunch of old cartoon intros which we obviously jammed to. 

    Just before we had even hit the city limits before totally nerding out, I felt that with the scenery of Charlotte that the only proper song to play was “What a Fool Believes” by the Doobie Bros, which was honestly pure bliss. Following up into uptown… well…. If you know Allie, then you know the song that we had to play for that. Capping it up, we had to give the X to Fury sense when we normally give it away Lilly is always closed down. All that being said though, after a four hour drive or so, we finally made it back to where we belonged, yet for it being a wednesday, Allie was not even prepared for what was to come shortly after.

    The first stop was actually the starbuck at the entrance so Allie could finally try the Fury latte they had going on, but alas, sold out. Apparently so popular that the first day it came out it was gone, and a recipe so secret that one customer went and rode Fury 325 six times in a row just to know how to make it themselves. However they soon regretted it because of the extreme g-forces that it can dish out might have been too much for them as one of them looked as if he was going to pass out, according to the lady at the shop. We took that as a challenge, however, and tried to do the same, if not surpass the six ride limit. Only we weren’t just lucky, oh no.We had hit the motha effing jackpot!

    We make our way to the great Giga-dork and ready up the locker (which is honestly a fucking rip off but ya have to), break a pair of my sunglasses, fix said shades, and start giggling like little kids on the playground as I start to notice something rather strange. One o’clock in the evening and Fury’s line looked like something out of a fantasy, five people up top with three others walking up the stairs; almost void. We ran after seeing such grace and even ducked under the railings to get up there faster, directed to row 5 and made our way to the incline. After that, row 6, but after that something incredible happened. Since there was no one line and clear of anyone else coming on to the train we just stationed, the attendant looked back at me and asked, “Wanna go again?”

    I stay in my seat as Allie was about to make another lap around the station, when I quickly scream for her to hop back on. The look on her face was pure dumbfounded joy for she’d heard the myths of back to back rides but hadn’t experienced it herself. Next up, after asking that attendant if we could ride in row 8 and graciously allowed it, we were coming close to getting six rides in a row. Even more shocking to Allie was that around the seventh or eighth ride and climbing the stairs to her majesty, we noticed that the attendant was GONE. Guess which row we picked next? Up front!

    After ten rides in a row within a one hour time span, here’s what you need to know: She’s an intense bitch on top and could only be tamed in the front, and though she’s a beauty around every turn, she every time you lift out, she doesn’t know any better but to thrust you back into her. You might think you have control but the sad truth of the matter is that she’s a fucking kinky ass dominatrix who’s studied the Kama Sutra, perfected it, then created her own shit that makes that book look like a kindergartener's kid story.

    Yet she doesn’t really mean to, however, because that’s what can happen when you give her the grand key to world. She might have changed in the slightest details that only a true enthusiast would be able to pick up on, but it still remains that even if it’s a one time deal, it’s a reward well given… last year. This time around however, it could win again, but it’s changed drastically. Back in August when we had gone, we rode her up front but waited till night to see her with all her beauty and it was well worth it. Keep also in mind, it could be the long lasting effects of the non-stop g-forces due to continuous runs, but it felt painful at times. Even more intense when your belt doesn’t lock and you have to rely on the lap restraint, which one of the attendants said “That’s the THIRD time today”

    After the ride(s) of a lifetime (which tbh is great that I have a month or two to recover from all the g-force, but I do it for her) we stopped and grabbed a water and I went back to the car for a vape break just to be ready to tackle Intimidator! Now, he’s no dork we know and love, but he has a certain vibe to him that you can’t ignore. To be completely honest, after Fury, any other coaster after that lacks in comparison and can really ruin the experience. Intimidator is amazing in every way; perfect air time, breathtaking drops, Nighthawk ain’t got shit (in general, just thought I’d add that in). 

    Once we debated getting lunch, which to be honest is their real money maker, (like literally one of the stands was selling a normal hotdog w/ fries and drink for $12!!! Pack or wait tbh) we rode the one and only. The og that never changes no matter what the circumstances, the ride of all rides with the best inverted inversions, the one that is the south gates were open (like they should be) would be the first high motha-fucka you’d see. I’m of course talking about… TOP GUN!!!

    If you call it whatever stupid name that it’s been given now, which is pointless for me to remember because it has no other name, I will ignore you and ponder the ride you are referring to because it doesn’t exist. The name it was given due to the original’s copyright reasons, and since I don’t give a fuck, you’ll usually catch me riding the incline humming to myself “Highway to the DANGERZONE!” It’s always tradition for me and my family to ride this one first, but even if you ride everything else before hand, TOP GUN will never disappoint. In comparison, Nighthawk hurts, you’re laying back for a good portion of it and once you get the “free falling experience” the restraints punch into your shoulders. Manta at Seaworld Orlando is a much better experience, but overall, gotta give the OG. In all fairness, it’s nostalgia reasons, since TOP GUN was my first inverted and inversion coaster, but it’s fast, it’s insane, the experience of a fighter pilot is always present, and it’s done right, looping around the entrance so perfectly. The south gate needs to open up again soon because you honestly cannot start a day at Carowinds with any other.

    That being said as well, I want to take a moment and honor those that have fallen: Troy and Lucas, the twin woodies that made Charlotte live, racing devils always going forward and backward. Thunder Road always has a near and dear place in my heart, not only being my first wooden coaster, but the BEST!!! Fair point, I have not ridden the beast (yet), but I have also been on Dolly’s Lightning Rod, but even then, TR rules over them all. Sure it was linear, sure it wasn’t as intense as most other coasters, but you couldn’t care. On Troy, you knew what was to come, but it was always smooth, which I’m sure you can’t say about anyone else, especially not Hurler! Lucas always runs backwards, perfect for those that don’t worry about where they’re going and just need to know where they’ve been. Thunder Road has always been the greatest wooden coaster ever and there is no debating their glory, which is why I had to get the shirt to commemorate the fallen titan.

    A couple more rides here and there on Intimidator and Fury just before we hit the road back home and though traffic was almost crystal clear coming, it was as if once we got into Charlotte, we could never leave. The plan was always to leave early so we would beat out the closing traffic, but it didn’t matter. I-77 was jammed all the way through the city, trying to escape onto any exit ramp was nearly impossible, but once we managed it everything just kept going down hill. The parkway was jammed, I-85 as well, and all the while my phone keeps blowing up from Google telling me that the road we are on is currently jammed. “No Shit” became a recurring phrase as we tried to leave, yet after an hour and a half just trying to leave the city and searching the radio for music only to find the usual talk shows, usual country station (which almost tore our hair out), three stations where you only heard Pixies Fluting (the only reasonable explanation I have for it) and a Mexican Broadcast. 

    All in all though, even if it was a short trip and a hella long ass drive for me, we needed it and it was well worth it. Just seeing her again can always bring a smile to my face and she’s perfect in every way. No one can so the things that she does to me. She brings a light out of me that I don’t feel with anyone else and I love every moment, every second I’m with her. She can’t be beaten down, she refuses to give in, and she boulders her way through every turn like it’s nothing. Knowing her and seeing how she’s grown has always been the highlight of my life, but alas, the moments that seem to be the happiest are true in despair, for there’s no way to insure total contentment. If only she gave it a chance.

We’ll just have to see.

[gyu-nim]

Touch

Warning: 15+ Topics 

OKAY, I know I’m writing another Sungkyu one but I’d straight up be lying if I told you I didn’t have an incredible time writing this. I know I haven’t been updating as frequently. I’m still on vacation right now and tbh I’ve been busy keeping up with the promotional activities of a certain movie series that I’m a fan of :) I was sitting in front of my laptop today, still on a high from enjoying a few days of full-on fangirling when I thought about this. What I’m writing about in this one, is something I plan to do to my future husband (lol). Hence, I channeled my future wants onto Gyu because I would like to imagine the man I’m going to marry has somewhat similar qualities to him. Also, let me know which member you want me to write about next. I’m thinking of writing my first Jong scenario but currently still at a loss for topics. Let me know if you have any ideas~

Listen:

Birthday - JP Cooper 

Witchcraft - Frank Sinatra 

- Nas

“What did you just say?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the expression plastered on his face, “You heard me.”

“Yeah,” he scoffed, “I just wanted to make sure you were in your right mind and not possessed.”

Smiling, you crossed your arms, “Oh I meant it, alright.”

“You want us to not have sex for the next three months?”

As you nodded, his eyes widened. All the things he did over the past 24 hours flew back to his mind, was it possible he did something to piss you off? What did he do so wrong that you actually requested ninety days of no intimacy with him?

“Okay, I don’t know if I did something to you but if I did, I’m sorry.”

You burst out in laughter, “Relax, you did nothing wrong. It’s just that, I want us to be able to resist ourselves at least until our wedding night.”

“Just why exactly are you doing this?” he raised an eyebrow.

“I feel like, you know, we didn’t take the traditional route,” you shrugged, “and so I wanted there to be some sort of tension leading up to our wedding night. I want to feel excited about us sleeping with each other on our first night as husband and wife.”

He stood up, “I can tell you right now I’d be just as excited to sleep with you then if you let me sleep with you now!”

“Gyu,” you smiled and placed your palm on his cheek, “do this for me, please?”

“We can do other stuff though, right?”

You shook your head, “No. Physical contact is limited to hugs and kisses for the next three months.”

“You’re kidding!” he groaned.

“Nope,” you held his hands, “come on, you can do this.”

Sungkyu pouted, “How do you expect me not to touch you? That’s going past all my basic instincts.”

“You can touch me just…not like that.” You said and slapped his hand away, which had been creeping its way up under your shirt.

“I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this.” He let out a sigh.

“Oh come on, three months will go by in a flash.”

…

One Week Later

“Oh come on!”

Sungkyu was now in a cranky mood. A whole week without touching you nearly drove him crazy. Of course, he had to opt to pleasuring himself – which he realized only gave him a temporary distraction before going right back to wanting you. Because the two of you still resided in the same house, he made sure you knew just how bad he was suffering. He would come out of the bathroom with a smug look on his face, only to earn a grin from you telling him well done, another few weeks and he’d get his prize.

You were seated next to him on the couch, wearing one of his t-shirts and shorts, with your legs stretched on top of his thigh. For the past hour, you had been concentrating at the movie which was playing on the television while he relentlessly attempted to get you naked. You had to swat his hand away ten times before he finally had enough of it.

“How are you putting up with this?” he threw his hands up in the air in defeat.

You laughed, “In general, I’m more patient than you are.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” he glared, “it’s been a week! Come on, let’s go on the sex strike next week and have fun tonight.”

You scrunched your nose up and poked his stomach, “No.”

He rolled his eyes and tossed your legs off this thigh. You stifled back a laugh as he made his way towards your bedroom while mumbling angry nonsense.

“Going to the bathroom again, I suppose?” you called out.

He poked his head out by the door, “Glad you noticed, this is all your fault you know?”

“Have fun!” you wiggled your fingers and waved.

He scoffed and slammed the door shut.

…

One Month Later

He paced around the bedroom nervously as he hissed, “Come on, pick up, pick up, pick up.”

“Hello?”

He sighed in relief as he heard your voice, “Hey, you.”

“Hey, yourself. What do you want?”

“Well I just wanted to see how you were doing, since, you know, you’re staying at your parents’ house from now on until the wedding.”

You giggled, “I just moved out this morning, Gyu.”

He groaned, the truth was, he was desperately uncomfortable and hearing your voice only made him way more aroused than he was before. That was the reason he couldn’t resist himself from calling you.

“I was thinking,” he cleared his throat, “you said that I couldn’t touch you? Touch, that’s physical right?”

“Where are you going with this?” he could almost see your expression.

“Well, that means phone sex isn’t off limits, isn’t it?”

There was a silence on the other side of the phone for a couple of seconds before you burst out laughing, “Goodbye, Kim Sungkyu.”

“No, wait! Don’t hang-” and the phone line went dead.

He yelled in frustration and plopped himself onto the bed. Turning towards your pillow, he inhaled your scent deeply and prayed to God for some sort of comfort that night, because it was going to be a long one. Hell, every single night he spent without you will really push him to limits he’s never been in before.

…

One Week Before the Wedding

“I can’t believe you made him do that.”

“What?” you shrugged as you sipped from your cup of coffee, “There’s only a week left.”

Your best friend sat in front of you with eyes as huge as tennis balls, “You basically forced him into abstaining from sexual activity for three months! And you, come on! Don’t lie to me and say you haven’t been aching to touch him.”

“Of course, I’ve been turned on a couple of times over the past few weeks. But that’s what I like about it – I know my wedding night will be…mind-blowing.” You sighed and giggled.

She rolled her eyes, “You’re marrying Kim Sungkyu, don’t you think you’ll be getting a scolding instead of mind-blowing sex because you’ve done this?”

“I think he’s way too aroused to have his mind straight.”

Clucking her tongue, she picked up her coffee, “How’s he dealing with it?”

“Well,” you pursed your lips, “for the first month he basically begged me for it every single night. Christ, it was as if he was going to die without touching me. But all of a sudden, two weeks ago, he went silent and stopped asking for it. To be fair, we haven’t met up in person for a while since we’re both busy which each other’s side of the wedding. But even the texts he’s sent me are different.”

“Different, how?”

“I think he’s playing ball with it – he’ll make sure I learn my lesson on our wedding night.”

Your best friend’s coffee was now suspended mid-air, “Hot.”

You winked at her, “Exactly.”

…

Rehearsal Dinner – the night before the Wedding

Dinner went pretty smoothly – the two of you were seated next to each other at the head table surrounded by family and close friends. Laughter filled the air and a playlist of all your favorite love songs was looped. You loved every second of it, but you were quite concerned at your fiancée’s behavior.

Throughout the entire night, Sungkyu had only touched you a handful of times. First, when the two of you saw each other he placed a gentle kiss on your cheek. Second, he held your hand as he gave a mini-speech. And then there was the little tap on your thigh as he asked if you wanted more champagne.

��Everything okay?” he snapped you out of your daze.

You shook your head and smiled, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine.”

“You’ve been floating around for a while.”

“I’m just distracted.” You said as you quickly took a sip of champagne.

Sungkyu, on the other hand knew exactly what he was doing. He enjoyed watching you squirm at his gaze, because it let him know that you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. He had resorted to working out (for the first time in his life) as a method of distraction for the past few weeks. He was prepping himself to – literally – drown you in pleasure tomorrow night.

He leaned into your ear, “Turned on?”

Your eyes widened, “No.”

“You can tell me, baby.” He smirked.

You turned towards him and let out a scoff, “So you’re doing this on purpose?”

“You said no touching.” He shrugged.

Rolling your eyes, you bit your lip, “Game on, Gyu.”

“Oh it is so, on.”

…

The wedding had gone by exactly the way you wanted it to. You were incredibly grateful to have had the best day of your life and everyone you loved with you. Of course, you and Sungkyu had proceeded to take the game to a whole other level today. He had been constantly touching you – even at unnecessary times.

Of course, you hadn’t been such a saint yourself. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself every time you imagined the look on his face as you swayed your hips to him on the dance floor. He had grinded back into you as a response – which made you turn red in front of everyone watching.

The two of you were now making your way towards your designated cabana, which was secluded from every other part of the resort. He held out his hand to help you down from the golf buggy. Opening the door, you sighed at the sight in front of you. The entire room was lit with candles with roses spread everywhere.

“Who did this?”

He smiled, “Let’s just say I made sure you were going to like the view tonight.”

You turned towards him, “Why Mr. Kim, such a charmer.”

“Mrs. Kim,” he smiled proudly, “more champagne?”

Nodding enthusiastically, he laughed and shut the door behind him. The two of you popped open a bottle of champagne and made a toast to the prosperous life to come. Placing the champagne flute back on the table, you let out a squeal of delight as he swept you up in his arms.

“I have to carry you over the threshold.”

You raised an eyebrow, “Shouldn’t you have done that at the front door?”

“Front door, bedroom door, same thing.” he said as he kicked the bedroom door open, entering it and placing you back on the ground, facing him.

His gaze was all you needed to know what exactly was about to happen. You encircled your arms around his neck and brought your lips to his. Sungkyu released a sigh of relief as he placed one hand around your hips and the other buried into your hair. Happily letting his tongue in, you felt him mess around with the clips in your hair until it fell, covering your back.

He pulled away, “You have no idea what I have in store for you tonight.”

Amidst your heavy breathing you smiled, “Whatever it is, I think I’m going to like it.”

“Turn around.”

You obeyed his command and felt his fingers unbutton your dress one by one. As soon as all buttons were off, he carefully slipped the dress from your shoulders and it soon fell in a puddle onto the ground. You heard him gasp at the sight in front of him. You smirked, you knew exactly what made him react that way.

Earlier this morning you had purchased the most beautiful set of lingerie – hell even the sight of is was arousing. You had been giddy the entire day waiting for him to undress you just so you could see his reaction.

“Face me.” He told you as he released a sigh, “Goddamn, you are one beautiful woman.”

Smiling, you stepped closer towards him, “Three months worth it?”

“Fuck baby,” he released a breathy laugh, “if I had known, I would’ve waited an entire year.”

You giggled as he pushed you onto the bed and climbed on top of you. He worked a trail of kisses from the top of your head all the way down to your legs. Moans emanated from your lungs as he did his magic on you.

“I’ve missed your touch.”

He pulled you up to straddle him and looked into your eyes, “I’ve missed you.”

You caressed the top of his head, “You have me forever, now.”

He took your palm and kissed the finger which had both your wedding and engagement rings, “And I’ll make sure that you enjoy every single second of it.”

[thepawt]

Got all the five main endings for Automata now and… It’s a good game. Solid. But it’s just… not nearly as memorable or emotional to me as Nier was. Like… Alright, let’s do some BIG spoilers under the cut

First and foremost, the characters. The characters are good, emotive and all have acting that ranges from good to great! But… that’s kinda where it stops? From a visual standpoint A2, B2 and 9S are hella boring once you get past the the novelty of 2B’s booty and A2′s 10/10 tummy. Compared to Nier where you had old man mcGruff, a talking book, Kaine with that BULGE and supersized attitude, and finally Emil floating around with his freaky big-ass head. There also weren’t any BIG emotional goals or restraints on the characters? Like, 2B has killed 9S hella times over, which explains the “You’re the You you are right now” in ending A but like… they do a Tell Don’t Show with that so you never feel the weight of it? Compare that to Emil blowing up the entire city at the end of the Wendy bossfight. That shit HURT

Gameplay was… both better and worse than Nier. The main combat was waaay smoother and more fun (And BLESS the gods that you don’t have to grind nearly as hard to max upgrade your shit) but the Hacking and the SHMUP parts just got… boring? I mean, Nier mixed ALL kinds of shit: You had the Resident Evil/Silent Hill locked camera angles in Emil’s Manor, the top down arcadey shooter bits in the Weapon’s Lab, some railshooter stuff… with the rpg being the core that kept tying everything together. In Nier it felt like a cool shoutout-  a meta-nod to other games- while in Automata it just feels like a not-quite-as-fun type of combat as the pure fighting.

And the bosses. Hoooo boy was excited for the bosses. Adam, with the uncanny robot orgy and the freaky theme was GREAT. Simone was dope too, with a great theme, cool setting and GREAT visual design. …And then it just felt like they had no creative juices left. Fucking FIVE of the bosses were the SAME FUCKING METAL EYEBALL!! The shit was up with that?? Compared to Nier which started off chill with Hansel and Gretel and then worked its way up to shit like Emil’s Sister, the Temple of Shifting Sands boss, the WOLF KING?? THE FUCKING SHADE AND HIS IRON giaNT ROBO BUDDY WHO JUST WANTED TO ESCAPE???? ;_; Automata didn’t even come close :L And the final bosses were fucking jokes. Eve was mainly just annoyingly easy, and 9S/A2 were so pathetically easy that I would’ve had a harder time fighting those worm-ass-wormbots. They didn’t even have that big FINAL feel that the Shadowlord had. Something you had built up to, sacrificed for, seen your friends DIE for over the entire game…

Speaking of bosses- Nier had the wonderful twist of throwing in subtitles for the Bosses’ otherwise incomprehensible speech, showing you their sides of things: their fear, their anger, their despair. Making you feel for them, making you realize that in most cases they are more justified than you are. It was a fucking GUT PUNCH on the first replay of Nier and Automata could’ve gone for something similar, allowing you to finally understand the machines’ speech… but they opted not to and while it wouldn’t really have done much since barely any of the bosses talked, it could’ve saved some goodness for the other endings.

Automata’s 5 main endings are kinda MEH all of them, tbh, and the shmup-shit with the credits roll on E just had me sighing in boredom after a while. Like… there is so much potential in Automata’s story. The setup is great- the androids and the machines learning that they are practically the same and their goal in a predetermined infinite struggle. But instead of having the characters realize this and try to find a way out of the loop, find a way for the races to coexist and finally replace the humans they both so desperately strive to be like, they spend the first ten hours going “Was that machine expressing EMOTION? Naaah, can’t be” and it just… ugh, felt like a lot of wasted potential, since it’s only really ending E that touches on that but it’s very off-handedly done. Creds again to them for having a “Making this choice will delete your savefile”-thingy, but AGAIN (Noticing a pattern here yet??) it’s just not as good as in Nier!

Okay so. In Nier, you have a choice at the end of your third playthrough. You either put Kaine out of her misery or you cure her. Putting her out of her misery triggers ending C and you then start back up again. Curing her- Ending D- however is a fucking BRILLIANT piece of game design. To save her you must give up your very existence, and to really make you feel the fucking WEIGHT of that? Yeah, it deletes your fucking save. You are GONE if you choose to do so. It’s just 11/10. Fucking great. GOD TIER game design right there. …In automata? You can give up your save file to help another player get through the fucking TRUDGE that is the Ending E credits roll. It’s not even a guaranteed sacrifice it’s just… kinda there??

And while we’re already talking down Automata… The soundtrack. It’s good. It really is. It’s just… not close enough to the fucking GDLK ost that was Nier. Nier had character themes, fucking DOPE reprises, and very varied sounds! …Automata’s was good, yeah, but it lacked character. Some of the best tracks in it were remixes/rearranges from Nier (Dark Colossus & Song of the Ancients ~Fate~ for example)

For all the shit I’m giving Automata I did like it. I LOVED the machine designs (Apart from fucking Eyeball McDullshit) and how much they could vary the designs on them but still keep them very cohesive. The gameplay was fun, perhaps not as deep as I could’ve wanted but still solid, good fun! Not a big fan of the Souls elements with losing your body and your skill setup on death- didn’t really feel like it added much OR made much sense since the teleports are explained as Body Swaps as well soooo by that logic you should’ve lost the setup every time you TP’d. It’s a good game, with good presentation, some really beautiful scenery, some GREAT emotional moments (pretty much everything with Pascal- FUCK ME it was hard seeing him there at the end) but not the emotional barrage that Nier was.

[elusiveinfinity]

EXO Asks

from http://yeolhyunabode.tumblr.com/post/157240204556/exo-asks

When did you join the fandom?: I’ve been casually into EXO since the Monster comeback, but highkey into EXO since Lotto, and so into exo that it’s actually sad since like November 2016

Who was your first bias?: Chanyeol caught my attention back when I watched Growl in like... 2015? Then when I actually got into EXO as in watching Showtime and all their stuff this past summer, it was Lay/Ksoo for a while

Who is your current bias?: I think I finally need to admit to myself that it’s Chanyeol and Bacon

Who is your bias wrecker?: Sehun

MAMA 2013 or MAMA 2015?: guess I’m a fake fan because I can’t recall MAMA2015

Kai or Jongin?: well he prefers Kai so I guess Kai

Xiudaddy or Minnie?: why not both?

Tao’s music or Luhan’s music?: I like a lot of Luhan’s music quite a bit and haven’t really listened to Tao’s except for that OTT dramatic music video. So, Luhan.

Lil’ Something or Best Luck?: idk what Best Luck is, guess I’m a fake fan

Kaisoo or Sekai?: Kaisoo because I’ve never witnessed Sekai

Baekyeon or Chanbaek?: Chanbaek as a brotp. But I wish Baekyeon could be a real public thing because they would be presh together since their have personalities that seem like they would mesh.

Krisho or Taoris?: I don’t really see either but I like them both as cat and mouse friendships

Maknae line or hyung line?: chingu-line, tbh

Miracles in December or Sing For You?: they’re both too emo for my taste tbh

Call Me Baby Korean or Chinese version?: Korean4sure

Two Moons EXO K or EXO M?: 

Lucky One or Monster photobook?: I don’t have either FAKE FAN ALERT

Chanhun double dab or Subaek dad dancing?: double dab

EXO Next Door or EXO Showtime?: Showtime for me. EXO Next Door was great fun to watch (my friend and I drank wine and binged it in one night), BUT it had a really, severely unsatisfactory ending. I can look past all of the stilted or awkward stuff because that’s par for the course with a lot of dramas, but just. I was so mad when it ended. I was literally ranting and raving to my friend that I watched it with about how frustrated I was by it. EXO showtime, on the other hand, had 1 or 2 meh episodes but in general it was great and I still rewatch it from time to time.

Airport fashion or casual clothes?: casual

Makeup or no makeup?: no makeup. Did you see the Bacon barefaced vlive? Because I did and it was beauty incarnate

Favourite song currently?: Heart Attack is consistently my favorite. But right now I have Ka Ching by CBX on loop. It’s literally on my kpop playlist twice because I made a mistake but I’ve left it like that because I literally want to listen to it twice as much as my other recent song finds.

Favourite album?: Ultimately, I think I have to pick Lotto. I wish it had some more upbeat stuff like Transformer and Exodus, and for that reason I almost picked Exodus. But I think I liked the songs on Lotto better overall.

Favourite era?: I was only around to witness Monster/Lucky One and Lotto, but I think I would’ve liked Call Me Baby or LMR era. I almost picked Wolf going into Growl but tbh I don’t like it when a small group that I like blows up because the influx of new fans are usually pretty crazed and irrational. I like it when the fandom settles a bit.

Favourite choreography?: I like Growl because it has this cool-guy, laid back vibe to it. And of course, the way it was choreographed to be captured on camera with the moving one-take is just... *heart eyes*

Favourite [member] hair colour/style?: Chanyeol with silver hair changed my life. Honorable mentions to Xiumin with his beautiful purple hair in KaChing. And Baekhyun with honey brown which I wish he would keep always.

Opinion on [any ship]?: I wish I didn’t like ChanBaek/Baekyeol because that makes me a giant cliche. But I think it’s kinda funny/sad how irl Chanbaek is bascially Chanyeol doting on Baekhyun and Baekhyun being kind of cooled off towards him. But they hang out on their off time a lot so obviously there has to be some sort of genuine friendship there. I DO NOT, however, think that Baekyeon was a beard for Chanbaek, like some people do.

In your opinion who is/was the best rapper in EXO?: Chanyeol. I have no opinions on Tao and Kris because I came in too late to really care about comparing them.

In your opinion who is/was the best vocalist in EXO?: I think Baekhyun and Kyungsoo form the backbone of exo songs. They have differentiated enough vocal color to really make their songs stand out. Chen may have the best technique but at times that I just... don’t like how his voice sounds. But that’s just a preference.

How did you discover EXO?: well they were sorta unavoidable ever since I got into kpop in general. I saw them mentioned in comment sections even when I wasn’t on exo videos and eventually got around to watching some exo stuff to see what the hype was about. I think that was around 2014 since I got into kpop in 2013. When I first encountered exo, I was generally unimpressed. I watched a live stage of growl and there was barely any dancing and their clothes were ugly (funnily enough, I don’t like that live performance to this day). So then after watching that performance, I checked out one of their MV’s, Overdose, and I was annoyed by the long intro and the ugly clothes in the flashy box dance scenes. After that whole experience, I noped out of exo for a while. Then like a year later I watched the Growl dance practice (so this was at some point in 2015) and was seriously impressed with the choreo and one-take filming. Then I added some more of their songs to my kpop playlist in late 2015/early 2016. Watched some of their variety in early 2016 and was super casually into them until Monster/Lucky One. I started paying much more attention to them when Monster came out and there were discussions about it on the general kpop subreddit that I frequent, but I was still very into Seventeen at the time. Then Lotto came out and Seventeen was on hiatus so I was in need of some more variety shows to watch, so I checked out EXO showtime both for that and to learn all of their names for good, because I was mixing people up occasionally (my group obsessions always fucking start with trying to learn their names). Then after Showtime, I wanted more. The rest is history.