#we'll see how technical next time gets

[zephyr-draws]

Stormbringers

[no1blacksapphirefan]

Eating up every single Black Sapphire content here rn LMAO Anyways, may I request a SELF Aware AU where the reader gets transported into CRK and transforms into their OC/Cookiesona? Any cookie is fine but I'm definitely here mostly for Black Sapphire cause BS supremacy 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Black Sapphire fans unit!! We'll overtake the entire CRK fandom >:3

Pure Vanilla He's one of the first to find you and he instantly realises who you are. He's quick to come over and help you off the ground and bring you to the kingdom...technically your kingdom, he checks over you in an instant to make sure you haven't endured any injuries, this must be strange for you. He hopes you're not scared of him now that you met him.

After checking your body for the nth time for injuries and hearing your reassurances for the nth time, he finally calms down and hugs you. He knows it may be better to continue the lie of not knowing, but he can't help himself!! You're really here? How? He shyly explains everything to you and even offers you to stay with him as you settle in. He's a bit protective over you in a way, he wants to protect you now that you were in their world. He'll join you on walks around your kingdom or the other places in Crispia if you want to go.

He'd want to hold your hands so much during these walks but I feel he wouldn't ask out right, however if you were to hold his hand or ask, he'd be so elated and happily hold your hand as the two of you walked around.

Shadow Milk He was just floating around, yappering away to Black Sapphire about witches know what until...he hears a familiar voice, he almost instantly bolts away to investigate, leaving Black Sapphire to just stare at the spot where his master used to be. As he reaches the source, he can't help the giddy grin creeping on his face as he sees you, you look so adorable!! You're one of them now, without thinking he quickly tackles you into a hug, ignoring Pure Vanillas presents.

He hugs you tightly, he's so happy to see you. And here! In his world!! Ahhh this has been one of his dreams, guess he doesn't need to continue finding a way out if you're gonna stay here. He only lets go slightly when Pure Vanilla coughs behind him to grab his attention. Shadow Milk huffs a bit and merely uses a hand to wave him off, he isn't even doing anything bad!! He just wants to hug his beloved "God"

Oh, he's quick to invite you to his Spire, you'll love it he promises. You can even be the lead in his next performance!! He'll love to have you on stage with him, it won't matter if you can't act at all, just having you there is all he needs to have a stupid grin on his face.

Black Sapphire He had to find Shadow Milk after his disappearance, though he can't say he blames his master after seeing you. Huh, no wonder he was quick to bolt. When he arrives, Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla seemed to be talking, for once it seems like Shadow Milk is willing to make a compromise with Pure Vanilla. Something something, you can go to the Spire as long as Pure Vanilla comes along...hang on

You, go to the Spire? Oh he'd enjoy that, he'll even let you join him in his recording room for his radio show, he'd love for other cookies to hear your voice broadcasted on his radio show. Not only will it let other cookies realise you're in their world right now buuttt, you're now with him. You've met him and he's met you face to face. Oh he knows some cookies will be jealous, perhaps others will try to find you to "save" you from the deceit, oh how he'd love to see that.

For now though as he watches his master talk to that Pure Vanilla, he'll introduce himself, sweet talk you so that you're more at ease with him. Don't worry, he doesn't bite, he promises!! He'd never do anything to you after all.

Burning Spice Okok so imagine after a few months you decide to take a walk on your own and end up being tackled (once again) by yet another beast. Well not tackled, more so you're now being carried by the Great Destroyer himself. Oh he's happy to have finally met you in person!!

He’s quick to introduce you to his minions who seem to take the time to investigate you, Burning Spice makes it clear that you’re one of the few that is off limits, one of the few that if he finds out is destroyed he will not be satisfied. You get that kind of special treatment.

Even when he lets you go, you have a strange feeling you’re being followed, and not necessarily by him but his minions? He just wants to ensure you’re okay and if anything bad happens to you (specifically if that harm comes from a different cookie) he wants to know as soon as possible so he can teach that cookie a lesson

Fire Spirit (may be OOC) It’s hard not to notice a flaming red candle coming your way in high speeds, as soon as he hears the mention of you being here? Oh here’s there in a flash to introduce himself. He knows there’s a chance you don’t know him as well as the others (unless you’ve played OB) so what better way to get to know each other than this?

He’s so enthusiastic on meeting you and insists on taking you to the best places of Crispia while also introducing you to the other Legendarys, he keeps you close by his side. Almost as if the two of you are dating already. He doesn’t mind that it looks like that too, it may not be what he intended but hearing younger cookies ask if you two are together gives him a sense of pride.

Oh and he loves your cookie form, sure technically it wasn’t different to how you looked like before but he just finds it so cute!! He’ll tag along anywhere you go, nearly beg for you to let him join you even if you’re planning on a walk by yourself. He’ll try to convince you but won’t push if you truly want a walk by yourself. He might sulk but that’s just cuz he loves being around you <33

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Loving You Was Never Hard

Part 3

Wandanat x fem!reader

Summary: You deal with the aftermath of going out with Wanda and learning to accept her kindness which doesn't come easy. Natasha takes you on your first motorcycle ride.

Word Count: 1.6K

Warnings: MDNI, 18+, Caregiver!Wanda, age regression (if you squint), mentions of arousal, wet dreams, masturbation(R), emotional vulnerability, feelings of not belonging, slight mentions of sub space

Authors note: Listen I wanted this to be a slow burn and it still technically will be but I was horny and this is how the chapter came out

You tried to help unpack the groceries but Wanda shoo'd you off telling you to go do something while she put things away and made lunch. So you dug through your bag to find your switch lite and made your way back out to the living room. The sun shone through the windows and a nice Spring breeze carried through the house. 

You could hear Wanda cutting something up on the cutting board as you started up a game, the cute sounds filling the mostly quiet space. You looked over your shoulder where you could see Wanda in the kitchen, she didn't seem bothered in fact you swore she was humming along with the song, a small smile on her face. 

You laid yourself down on the couch as you played. Getting lost in what you were doing as Wanda brought over a plate and cup. 

“Normally I have strict rules about eating anywhere except the kitchen or dining room, but you looked so comfortable and content.” She set the plate down on the coffee table and got a coaster for the cup. You looked at the cup with an unidentified liquid inside. “It's homemade blueberry lemonade Malyshka.” She informed you as you picked it up with a small sip. It was the perfect blend of sweet and tangy. 

Taking a bite of the sandwich on the plate confirmed it was turkey and the chips you'd picked out earlier today along with a small fruit cup. A small pout adorning your lips at the fruit cup.

“You don't have to eat it, but it's good for you malyshka.” Wanda put her hand on your shoulder, a soft smile on her face that made you want to eat the fruit cup in hopes she'd praise you for it. You simply nodded and went back to taking bites of your food while playing while Wanda went off to do something. 

Soon enough your plate was clean and all that was left in your glass was ice. The clinking of the ice in the glass alerted Wanda you were finished. She had got up from her office chair; her phone buzzing off from Natasha,

Moya lyubov: “How's the little one?”

Wanda: “She's good. Playing a video game in the living room and I believe she just finished lunch.”

Moya lyubov: “Sounds like she's settling in just fine. Do you think she'll be okay when we tell her about our weekly get together with the girls?” 

Wanda stared at her phone, chewing her bottom lip. She had completely forgotten with the whirlwind that was you coming into their lives suddenly. Wanda dropped everything, even taking days at home this week for work rather than going to the office. 

Wanda: “I'd completely forgotten Tasha. I've just thought about taking care of her and making sure she's comfortable.”

Moya lyubov: ���We can skip this week and give her time to settle and then next week we'll have them over for our usual dinner and movies.”

Wanda nodded to herself as if her wife was there and could see her.

Wanda: “That sounds good. Tell them I'm sorry I'm just concerned about her right now.”

Moya lyubov: “They'll understand my little witch don't worry.”

Wanda pocketed her phone, heading out to go see her, her heart full of love when she saw you laying on your stomach, feet slowly, lazily kicking and humming along to the music coming from your game. She didn't want to disturb your moment, but when she saw the empty plate…

“Oh you did so well malyshka! You finished everything! I'm so proud of you sweet girl.” Wanda's words made your face burn red and your stomach flip. You had wanted her praise, but it suddenly felt like so much.

“I-Its not a big deal…” you mumbled, not looking at her. 

“Maybe not, but I know you weren't a fan of the fruit cup and yet you still ate it.” Wanda beamed though you didn't see it. 

Shutting your game off suddenly feeling a little suffocated. “I'm gonna go take a nap.” You say, pushing past Wanda, not looking at her as you quickly made your way to your–no their guest room where you were staying. It's not yours…none of this is yours…

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“There's a good girl. Look at you. On your knees perfectly for Mama.” Her voice was deeper, but still felt so thick and sweet like honey, echoing in your ears and drowning you. You look up at her, Wanda, you could make out her face, but everything else seemed blurry. 

“Please Mama…” you find yourself asking. You weren't even sure what you were asking for, but it seemed Wanda did. 

Suddenly you were in her lap, her hands roaming over your body, her lips on your body. It felt so hot as you moaned out, your mind starting to slip, but then a pair of arms came from behind, wrapping around you. 

“Getting started without Daddy?” Her deep voice whispered in your ear, Natasha. Your head lulling back onto her shoulder. 

“M'sorry Daddy just wanted to make Mama happy.” You confessed. You hear her tsk before her teeth sink into the soft flesh of your neck. A deep moan coming out of you as Wanda plays with your tits. 

“You wanna make Daddy happy too don't you baby?” Natasha asks, making you nod quickly. 

“Yes Daddy.” Your voice was breathy, needy. 

“Good. You're gonna take Daddy's cock so well…” her voice started to fade. Suddenly not feeling their touches, feeling cold…alone…

Your eyes shot open, breathing heavily as you looked around, feeling your clit throb at the remnants of your dream. Closing your eyes as you try to calm your body down. Why would you dream about them like that? 

You reach your hand down. Slowly pushing past your waistband and moan softly feeling how wet you are from your dream. Without much thought you rub your clit and reach your other hand up and under your shirt, pinching at your nipple. A string of moans coming out of you softly as you imagined the two of them in your dream, touching you. Wanda’s hand tweaking your nipple and Natasha rubbing tight circles on your clit. Without much effort you're cumming with their whispered names on your lips. 

Coming down from your high, breathing heavily again as you look up at the ceiling. Things just got a little more complicated for sure. 

After cleaning yourself up you headed out of your room, the house was quiet except for sounds from the garage so you headed there. 

Opening the door to peak your head in you see Nat in a tight tank top and bent over her motorcycle. You bite your lip as you watch her muscles flex in her back, shoulders and arms. When she stands back up she turns around to her tool box and notices you. A smirk on her face. 

“Hey finally woke from your nap?” She asked as she grabbed a rag, your eyes focusing in on her hands, seeing her veins and tendons flex and move. You almost shutter out a ‘fuck’ but somehow refrain as you peel your eyes from her hands and back to her face. 

“Y-yeah I don't usually take naps so I'm still feeling a bit groggy.” You lied. Natasha set down the rage, the smirk still on her face.

“Well I was about to take the bike for a spin around the block. You wanna come? It'll wake you up.” She offers and you barely think about it before giving a yes. “Alright eager beaver here.” She grabs a helmet for you and you hesitantly take it. “Have you ever been on a bike?” She asks and you shake your head. “Okay let me help you then baby.” The nickname hits you like a truck. Heating up as you hear it echoed like in your dream as your heart beats in your ears. 

She helps you get the helmet on in a blur to you. You hear her voice but you aren't sure you actually hear what she's explaining before she puts on a helmet and gets on the bike. Holding out her hand, “Come on baby you're safe with me.” you blush, hoping she doesn't see as you get on behind her. “Wrap your arms around me like this.” She takes your arms and wraps them around her waist. “Hang on, I don't want you falling off, okay?” she says so sweetly. You nod at her words and hold on as she puts the kickstand up, then turning on the bike. As it hums to life you feel it in your still heated core. You squeeze her a little tighter and breathe a little heavier though she doesn't seem to notice thankfully. 

She pulls out of the garage and driveway before putting some real gas to it. The wind whipped around you as you held the redhead tight, wanting to move your hips with the friction of the bike. A few little moans coming out of you as you buried your face against her back. Your breath hitching as you felt yourself fall over the edge as you held her tighter. 

“You okay back there? I know riding isn't for everyone.” she asks looking back at you. She sees your flushed face as you look up at her, your dark eyes and she knows immediately. “Oh baby, are you enjoying the ride?” She asks and you can only nod. Looking back down and just holding her as you calmed yourself back down or trying your best to. Nat looked back at the road smiling like an idiot. Letting the ride last a little longer before getting back home. 

She helps you out of the helmet and sets it down. “Why don't you go take a shower before dinner? I'm sure Wanda will be cooking soon.” She states it as a question, but it feels more like a statement to your fuzzy brain. 

“Mhmm okay Da–Natasha.” You quickly catch yourself and scurry back into the house before she can say anything. 

Natasha smirks and shakes her head, “I can't wait to tell Wands about this.” 

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Good Omens graphic novel update: June 2024

Welcome to the June update. A lot of behind the scenes work at the moment but we're grabbing the travel sweets, popping in the Bentley and hitting the road. More on that below.

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Events

We've had a lot of queries about when the Good Omens team will be attending events more formally, after some Aziraphale and Crowley spotting at conventions we'd been to previously. Well, we're excited to confirm the first: Good Omens HQ will be at ACME Comic Con in Glasgow, Scotland this September.

We'll be bringing the actual-real-life-home-to-Crowley-and-his-plants Bentley from Season 2 of Good Omens, the first time the car has been made available publicly for fans to come see and get photos with, ahead of its journey back to the set and the start of Season 3 filming.

We also see Quelin Sepulveda, aka Muriel, has been announced for the event for some additional ineffable joy.

You can get your tickets for ACME Comic Con here. We hope to see some of you there.

While we won't be rocking up with the Bentley to this next one, we want to let you know about Ineffable Con which, though sold out in person, is also taking place virtually in July. The fan-run event hosts great panels, auctions and more, with money raised going to Alzheimer’s Research UK, in memory of Sir Terry Pratchett.

Where next? We have - not an exaggeration - a list of about 200 events somewhere from when we asked fans this on Instagram and while we can't promise quite that amount of convention attendance, we're certainly looking to do some more things in future with Good Omens at large. Watch this space.  

Good Omens items...

This month has largely seen prototypes and samples for the wider Good Omens merch store arriving, and while we can't share those yet, we are certainly excited to see more fan product suggestions coming to life. That does, however, leave our public item updates a little slim on the ground.

To make up for that, here's some new panels from Colleen:

Also known as, "What could possibly go wrong?" And:

Also known as, "Well why don't you ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇!@#▇" or words to that effect, we'd imagine.  

Update from Colleen

Following such a positive response to Colleen's piece last month, bringing you behind the scenes into making the Good Omens graphic novel, we are delighted to say that she has agreed to write something for our updates going forward! For June, she's going more in depth into the process of flatting and the technicalities of colouring on screen vs print. Over to you, Colleen.

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I mentioned the other month that I use a flatter to help me with technical work on GOOD OMENS, and here is a great example.

This is my original, hand drawn line art.

And this is the flatting file which was created using the MultiFill computer program.

It will put your eyes out.

The raw image above demonstrates how the color art lines up solidly under the line art. If it doesn't do that, you get a weird phenomenon in print called ghosting, a tiny little line of white around each segment of color. I had this issue on one major project and ended up redoing every single color file after I got a look at the first printing. Nearly two weeks of work.

The same image with the line art on top.

The layer order looks like this.

Background copy is the clean, line art layer.

I scan the art at 600 dpi, then make the blacks pure black, the whites pure white. Then I convert back to greyscale, then RGB, then duplicate the layer. Then I delete the white on the upper layer so the line art layer is transparent but the blacks on that layer are not.

If you have blacks on a layer that has been multiplied, you can see slight color through those blacks. You want pure black.

The lower layer is where I use the MultiFill program to create the digital flats. First you use MultiFill to drop in the random colors, then the companion plug-in Flatter Pro to make those colors seal under the black lines.

This probably sounds like a silly thing to worry about, but if the flat colors don’t line up perfectly under the black line art, you get the dreaded ghosting I mentioned. You can see it below in this image. It’s a tiny little white line that will appear around the black lines and color areas.

This drives me nuts and is an absolute nightmare to fix.

It’s a very common problem, especially for people who work for web and don’t anticipate the problems going from web to print.

What looks great on your computer can cause big problems in print.

From here, my flatter Jul Mae Kristoffer, who is way over in the Philippines, does flatting that is more in keeping with the areas of color I want to isolate. As you see on Layer 1.

But again, this is still pretty ugly, and not what I would use for final color. Flatting is a technical issue, not a creative one, though in some cases a flatter will make choices you may use. Most of the time they don't.

Here is my final color page.

Sometimes my MultiFill flats are so wonky I have a hard time getting my brain to snap out of what I see before me. If I get stuck, it's a good idea to just pick at it and come back to it later.

If it really, really bothers me, I’ll take the MultiFill flatter layer and desaturate the color so it doesn’t poke my eyes out.

Here’s an example. The digital flat file.

The desaturated flat file that doesn’t make me want to poke my eyes out.

And the final color.

Sometimes I just put in a solid white layer so I don’t see the flats at all. Flatting is there to allow you to easily pick spots to color in, and doesn’t usually appear in the final work.

Sometimes I want to create my colors using transparent color over a white ground, which is more delicate in the final.

Here’s an example from Neil Gaiman’s American Gods. I also selected all black line art here and converted it to sepia to give it a vintage look. Except for the fairies. They’re green.

A colorist must also consider color settings.

Different clients can have different requirements. I find these color settings, which I got from the Hi-Fi Studio, to be pretty solid. I use them as my default for all my projects unless otherwise requested. If your publisher has other settings, they’ll usually send you a csf file which you can upload to Photoshop. The program will save your files and you can just switch between them as you need them.

This tells the printer things about the paper and the spread of the ink you will use. That’s what dot gain means - it makes printed color look darker than intended, so you set up your files to account for it.

When you hover your pointer over each box, it will tell you what each setting is supposed to accomplish.

Another really important thing to consider when coloring comics is color range.

I’m coloring this book in RGB range, but for print you use CMYK.

I’m about to confuse the heck out of some people with this post, I’m afraid. But here we go.

Here is this shot in RGB color setting.

And here is the same page calibrated for print in CMYK.

The biggest shift is in the reds. Print cannot match those reds.

You may not see much difference here, but it’s the sort of thing that drives artists crazy.

A computer should be perfect for conveying exactly what you want, right? It's all just 0's and 1's, binary information, and that information should be the same from one computer to the next?

Nope. Not even close.

First off, computer monitors must be calibrated. You can use a computer program or a tool that measures the color on your computer screen and then adjusts the color to an industry standard.

Have you ever been in an electronics shop where a bunch of TV shows were on display, all of them playing the same show, and have you noticed how different the color was from one TV to the next?

It's like that.

I freely admit I don't pay a whole lot of attention to calibration, but if I were a professional photographer I would. I'd have a little spectrometer attached to my screen and software would adjust my monitor to the best possible standard range. As it is, I just use the default setting on my computer and hope for the best.

If your monitor is properly calibrated and your art is shown on another monitor that is properly calibrated, the art will look almost identical from one monitor to the next.

YAY!

But from one monitor to the next, that's about where the resemblance ends.

Colors are calibrated to something called RGB, or Red, Green, Blue.

All colors come from a mix of red green and blue. At their greatest intensity, all the colors in the spectrum together become pure white light.

This is why RGB is called ADDITIVE color, because you ADD colors from the spectrum to get ALL colors, and all colors create the entirety of the rainbow, and pure white light.

Your computer monitor, your phone, your television, all images are created via light using RGB, a gamut that covers all possible colors that can be created.

That's a lot.

And that's why some of the colors you see on your TV or phone are so deep and intense.

For the widest possible range of color and intensity, you use RGB.

Unfortunately, there is what you can create with light, and then there is what you can create with pigment or ink. And that is why printing what you see on your computer almost never looks exactly like what you see in a book.

For printing, you must use a color setting known as CMYK. This stands for Cyan, Magenta, Yellow and Key/Black.

In printing, the pure blue is actually Cyan and the pure red is actually Magenta.

CMYK color range is not created by addition, but by SUBTRACTION. In order to get the color you want, you reduce the percentage of one of the four colors for ink mixing. Mixing all colors, instead of giving you white, gives you black.

The gamut of CMYK is limited to what can be created with ink.

You've probably heard the term four color press? This is what that means. Four colors, with each color of ink run over the paper on rollers which, combined in varying layers of opacity, create all the printing colors you see.

But remember, what you see on your computer monitor and what CMYK gamut can handle are two different things.

Now, I’ve been really careful with the color settings on Good Omens, so there haven’t been any big surprises, but let me show you a snippet of a project I did for the French fashion house Balmain.

The RGB version:

And then this shot after it was converted to a CMYK file for print.

That's a pretty big difference.

Now, you see this shift mostly with vibrant colors, such as that pink there. But other colors hardly changed at all, right?

That's because this issue is about range of color. CMYK and RGB occupy a shared range which you can see demonstrated by this graphic I got from Wikipedia.

The graphic shows the RGB ranges supported by various digital formats. SWOP CMYK is the most common range my publishers use. Note that the bounding box line shared by the RGB and SWOP CMYK formats shares about half the range space. So whatever RGB colors you use that are outside that range will be digitally converted to the smaller SWOP CMYK range.

And you may not like what you end up with.

As you can see, some of the most ethereal and intense colors get lost outside of the SWOP CMYK boundary.

A look at the Dark Horse Comics color settings in Photoshop. Theoretically, this information should prevent your art from looking like mud on publication.

Now, after I just told you the dangers of coloring in RGB then converting to CMYK for print, I tell you I am coloring Good Omens in RGB anyway. There’s a couple of reasons for this.

Remember, RGB give you a greater range of color, so it can be to your advantage to preserve your original files using a format that gives you the greatest range.

Again, here is the unaltered file.

You can see what the CMYK result will be simply by clicking the Proof Colors button here. This will show you how the art will convert.

And the Gamut Warning will show you which colors are out of gamut range for print.

The intensity of that magenta and that purple in the top right are not going to print true.

This is how it will look in final.

So even if you do what you think is perfect color on screen, there is no way it can perfectly convert to print. Almost everything will involve a little bit of compromise.

Even though you have to consider the color shift issues, preserving your files in RGB gives you greater wiggle room, especially if you get lucky someday and get to work with a printer who can print in 6 colors. Or maybe some technology you don’t know about will pop up and make printing super glorious. Who knows.

Regardless, you should keep an eye on that gamut and color for CMYK print, while preserving your master files in RGB.

Until next time.

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

Summary: Vampire reader feeds from Logan, and he isn't aware that when you feed from a mutant, you take on their powers for a few hours, but fuck if you don't look good with his claws

A/n: (Logan talks in orange, reader talks in pink) vampire!reader and Logan finally got together! Yay! This has fluff and smut I hope you enjoy, request are still open! I'm just busy with exams coming up so it might take a minute but I'd love to get your ideas <3

You usually feed from blood bags that Charles provided for you and that helped you in many ways the team would never know. When you had to find your own food source you felt like a monster and to make matters worse you would get sick for a few hours if the victim was sick, or you would develop the mutation if you feed from another mutant.

You knew Charles was aware of this. That's one of the reasons he offered to provide you your food while you lived at the mansion. For some reason, you had just assumed others on the team were aware of your situation, but maybe you should've made sure that Logan was aware before tonight.

Tonight was the first official date that Logan planned for the two of you. He finally asked you out during a night where you stayed in his room after one of his nightmares. "I feel like we've been getting closer recently...and you can totally say no, and we'll act like nothing happened. But maybe...would you want to go out sometime?" How could you say no when he was so clearly flustered. Logan had made the two of you dinner; he actually made a favorite of yours from when you were still human. He had candles lit, and roses sat on a vase in the middle of the table. "You didn't have to do all of this Lo; I mean, technically, I don't even need to eat anymore." You teased him just to watch him blush.

He shrugged, trying to play it off, "I know you technically don't have to, but I also know you've missed having a regular dinner with someone." If you could blush, you would be bright red. "You remember me saying that?" You asked shyly. He nodded and looked at you with clear adoration towards you, "I remember everything you've told me, darlin. "

You heard the sincerity in his voice, and it made your undead heart nearly skip a beat. You stood on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek, "It smells amazing Lo, I'm sure it's going to be amazing too." You helped him plate everything up and sat across him. Had he always been this handsome, or was it just the candlelight?

After dinner the plan was to watch a movie in his room, it was something the two of you had done so many times before but this time you couldn't handle sitting next to him, surrounded by his scent without having him on you. You looked over to see if he was paying attention to the movie, and relief washed over you when you met his eyes immediately. How long had he been watching you? Was he struggling like you were? Before you could tease him for having a staring problem, he pulled you into his lap.

"Whatya thinkin about darlin'?" "You."

Logan fought back a moan, hearing you answer him so confidently. He was thankful to already have you on his lap as he pulled you even closer to meet your lips in a feverish kiss. You gasped softly against his lips, and your hands moved to his hair in hopes of grounding yourself. It felt like you were on fire. Your senses were in overdrive as Logan invaded them. He was everywhere, you could feel his hands trying to unbutton your pants, you felt his cock begin to harden against your thigh and his lips were attached to yours in a way that made you think he was never going to let go.

He pulled away; disgusted with himself for needing air still. While he was trying to breathe again, you started kissing down his jaw, feeling thankful that you don't need to breathe. He groans from under you as you kiss from his jaw to his neck and shoulder. He moans out loudly when you sink your fangs into his shoulder. Logan couldn't stop himself from thrusting up into your clothed hear, "darlin, please," he whined, feeling the restraints blocking him from you. You pulled back, showing a bloody smile before you seductively pulled your top off. His eyes widened, and breathing stopped for a split second when he saw your chest bare in front of him. "What has you so needy, Lo?" You tease as you stood from his lap to start taking your bottoms and panties off.

Logan felt like he died and was in heaven. "Fuck you're beautiful..." He mumbled completing in a daze before he snapped out of the trance and got undressed himself.

Logan moves the two of you to have you on your back and him between your legs. He leans down to kiss you slower than before and starts to trail his hands down your body. You moan against his lips as he starts to rub your clit. "What has you so needy, princess?" He asked smugly. He's met with a whine and you grinding against his hand. "Logan please" you begged so sweetly how could he deny you?

"You're so fucking wet baby" he grumbled as he pulls his hand away. "Think you're ready for me, darlin?" He asked teasingly, already knowing the answer as he prepared himself to thrust into you. Before you can reply sarcastically you choke on a moan feeling his cock slip into you. "Oh my Logan fuck" you whined and pulled him down to be pressed against you. He cooed, "I got you princess" his jaw clenches tighter trying to fight back moans as he starts to fuck himself into your warmth. Finally, moans start to fall from his lips freely as he's unable to control himself when you start to clench around him tighter. "Fuck don't do that." He mumbles "not, not gonna last if you do that"

Pride feels your chest hearing him struggle to not cum so quickly, "Logan please...need to feel you cum in me" you whisper softly knowing he'll still hear it. His hips bucked quicker than he could think, you moan loudly in surprise and you grab onto his shoulder to hold onto him as he fucks into quicker and quicker. Moans tumble from your lips as he continues to fuck into you perfectly, his pelvis rubbing against your clit in harmony.

You cum before you could warn him, you yell out his name and without noticing claws come from your knuckles and dig into his shoulders. Pain flows through his sense, mixing with the tightness of your warmth choking his cock he cums deep in you before he could stop himself. The intensity of his orgasm leaves him collapsing onto you, you hum feeling the weight of him on top of you. You pulled the claws out from his shoulder and moved to play with his hair as he tries to catch his breath again.

"When um... when did you get claws?" He asked breathless and confused. He could've sworn he knew everything that came with your mutation now. Confusion washes over you as well, "I thought you knew. When I bite a mutant, I adapt that mutation for a few hours" he raises his eyebrows in surprises and nods, "fucking christ...you're biting me before we fuck everytime now." Before you could react he props himself up to kiss you deeply once more. He could feel the wounds on shoulders start to close and he's dying to have you do that again.

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[buckyalpine]

Crack drabble, imagine after Bucky gets healed from Wakanda and all that, he moves into the compound with everyone else. Life is honestly pretty good. Except one thing. At first he was going to just leave it but the more he thinks about it, the more its settled.

He's going to do it.

It's the one thing he really misses and its risky given how big the compound is, would Tony really even notice if there was a little 4 legged friend running around? Technically there wasn't a no pets policy in place anyway and it wasn't that different from a dog...not really.

One secret mission and 2 half eaten Henley's later

It wasn't easy. Bucky had to make 3 excuses that were only semi believable when he left and that was the easy part. The hard part was after he returned. Bucky groaned, stepping off the jet seeing that everyone was home, not a single person away for a mission to make his job easier.

"You better be quiet or we'll both get caught" Bucky hissed to his friend who was stuffed into a giant duffle tucked under his arm. He sped right through the living room without giving anyone a second glance, breathing a sigh of relief once he got to his room. He let his friend out, who didn't waste a second skipping over to the bed and hopping on, curling up onto a pillow. "Just like old times, huh" Bucky snorted before showering and going to bed himself.

Of course it was only going to be a matter of time before his secret came to light. Which happened to be the very next day when the stealthy super soldier when down with his new pet for a snack around midnight, his eye growing wide when Sam, Steve and Tony were also munching by the kitchen island.

"What the hell"

"Barnes..."

"Yes?" Bucky blinked innocently as if his friend hadn't made his way over to chew Steve's shorts.

"Is-is that a-

"BAAAA" the little goat blinked up at Tony before slowly walking up to him, letting his head bump against his hand.

"Aww, he likes you" Bucky smiled like a proud parent while the other three men stared at him in disbelief. It didn't take long for Sam to cave, scratching him behind the ears and cooing at him.

"Where did you get a goat"

"Wakanda"

"Oh- wait- YOU STOLE A GOAT FROM WAKANDA??!"

[moonstruckdraws]

Poseidon

There you are, coward.

ver. 2

ver. 1

I don't know what's more terrifying: me making designs within the next 24 hours of the last one (technically) three times now, or the fact I'm getting motivation to draw guys (tbf it is mainly for interactions between the gods & art of couples but still).

I forgot to explain why Hephaestus doesn't have anything sentient/second set of eyes like the rest (excluding Aphrodite) of the gods so far. In reality, it's cause I had no ideas, whatsoever. But my headcanon idea is that because he was thrown out of Olympus and raised outside of it, he didn't get a sentient thing. I don't have it all thought out, but I want all the Olympians to have semi-sentient things on their person (with some outside exceptions like Antheia, but she is a Kharities so-). Idk, I'll figure it out. Or not.

Anyway:

Fun fact, this man had his board made ages ago (along with Aphrodite, Ares, & Amphitrite) back in November. Unlike those guys though, he stayed a blank canvas when I tried to draw him cause I could not for the life of me decide how to draw him. But now I did. Feels bittersweet.

I also do not have a lot for Poseidon. I feel like he's one of the gods you can predict how he looks like so easily and be similar to other people's versions like by 60%-80%, no shade of course. He's got the water hair & beard & gills, and only then do things get different between others' interpretations, depending on how monstrous/human/how many fishing nets can I put on this man they want to make it.

Apparently his sacred plant is wild celery, but I just couldn't find a place for it. Could make it another tattoo. Yeah, he has those because I couldn't think of any cool jewelry to give him. Good luck, me, in trying to draw it repeatedly (I'm already sick of it, but I like it). The shell on his right shoulder tattoo is to be a connection to Amphitrite, as one of her animals are shellfish, because I wanted to add a part of her to him. Another reference to Amphitrite are the tear shaped clips he has on his person that are on her design (that I need to update a little).

His tattoos also have dolphins on them of course. And the tied fabric of his cloth is supposed to be similar to dolphin fins (moreso the Hippocampus, but either work). He has a lot of waves on his design, of course, and swirls that are totally not annoying to draw. I also gave him a hook necklace for fun, no other reason. Because why would I...

Last thing is his hair. When looking at the 3/4th's view of him, you can see he does have more hair. It just isn't drawn- but it goes back into two braids. The braids are held together by his little crown and a clip in the shape of a horse. I plan for the horse to be his sentient thing, but we'll see..

[accioprocrastination]

Phone Calls Home

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader

Summary: Two snapshots of girl dad Jake calling home.

I know I said it was a one shot but this is technically another follow up to His Girls but can be read alone.

A/N: I haven't proof read this and don't think it's any good but releasing it from the drafts for you

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GIF by unicornships

Jake leaves the hard deck early enough to get the bunk to himself. Finally free from the background noise, he's dialling your number before he's even taken his jacket off.

"Hey." You grumble sleepily.

"Shit did I wake you up?" Jake responds looking at the time and finally registering the time difference - it's the middle of the night back home.

"I can go." Jake says instantly.

You wipe your eyes to force yourself to be more alert. "No don't go - it's nice to hear your voice. I wasn't really sleeping anyway. Abs it at a sleepover and you know what she's like, I'm surprised she hasn't called me to pick her up already." You respond.

Jake smirks at the memory and retorts "Last time you made me get up at 3 am to go get her, so it is your turn."

You feign outrage. "You jumped at the chance to go because Ivy had colic. Both were bad options but you know picking up Abbie was the better one!"

He giggles because you've called him out.

"How was your day?" You ask him.

"Meh." He responds.

"Wow, that good?" you ask.

"It was okay - it's nice to see some of the squad again but I miss you guys." Jake answers.

"We miss you too." You respond - neither of you acknowledging it's only been a couple of days. God only knows how much longer he's going to be gone.

"It's quiet without you here... Well maybe not quiet with Ivy's singing but you know what I mean." You reply missing having him here to chat to.

"I feel like an awful parent for missing their events." Jake confesses as tears of guilt fill his eyes. You'd wipe them away if you were with him.

His voice falters as he admits, "I feel like I'm missing loads of them growing up. I took the training job to be home more and I don't feel like I have been."

"That science project is pretty much yours Jake, short of presenting it for her there's nothing else you could do to help her." You retort.

"And I'll record the play for you even if I have to hold my phone up for two hours." You assure him.

Jake smirks slightly in response, he's mentally transported to the last time you were in this scenario and your hand shake made the video almost unwatchable.

He nods, internally already feeling homesick.

"You're a great dad to them." You say after he's silent in thought for a beat.

Jake's eyebrows are scrunched together in worried thought before he says, "I love you."

"I love you too" you reciprocate wishing you could make him believe everything you've just said.

"Are you going to be okay without me?" he questions voice breaking again as he begins to spiral about being far from home.

"We'll be okay I promise, you don't need to worry." You assure him.

Jake will never vocalise how uneasy he finds it away from home. He's seen your depression at it's worst and he knows if your pills stopped working you wouldn't be able to look after the kids. You've been medicated since right after you met him, so he knows it's stupid to think about that but it doesn't stop him - especially if he has to go no contact.

He can't tell you it's no contact indefinitely from next week.

Fanboy comes in and starts chatting his ear off as Jake gestures at the phone and for him to shut up.

"I've got to go. I'll call you soon." Jake promises.

"Okay." you yawn before adding, "text me when you get bored, I miss hearing your random thoughts throughout the day."

And to think we wondered where Abbie gets her anxiety about being away from home, she's just like him.

*

A few days pass before Jake's able to call Abbie to get the lowdown on the sleepover she went to. He knows he's on a time crunch already as Fanboy walks past the window for the second time in 5 minutes.

"I wish I could be there to see it baby." Jake says in response to his daughter talking about her science fair tomorrow.

"Thanks for helping me with it." She responds quietly, afraid to speak up and tell him how much she's missing him.

"It was actually really fun." He admits with a smile. "Much better than when you ask for help with your English homework." he adds making her laugh.

"Yeah because you're my go to person for that." She sarcastically rolls her eyes on the other end of the phone, both of them aware that he's the worst person to ask for help on that subject.

"How's your sister?" Jake asks hesitantly knowing her answer will only make him miss them more.

"Loud!" Abbie sighs.

"How's her practice going for her play?" He persists.

Abbie laughs, "I don't think you'll be missing anything there Dad."

He chuckles despite the wave of homesickness that hits him, "that bad?"

"She's less musically inclined than you and mum put together. I don't know how I'm going to keep a straight face through the play." she worries making him smirk.

"Yeah. I wanted to ask actually is a-" She gets cut off by you talking to her In the background.

"What's she saying?" Jake asks.

"She said she's still okay to record the play for you as long as you don't complain about the video not being central." Abbie says.

Jake laughs again at the memory - wanting to play it back for Abbie to understand how horrendous it was.

"I miss you." Abbie says quietly.

Jake silently nods, feeling a lump in his throat from his unspoken longing to come home.

"I miss you too." he says voice breaking slightly as Phoenix, Fanboy and Bob signal him to hurry up.

"I've got to go Abs but I will call you back as soon as I can." Jake promises, coughing to cover up the wobble in his voice. "I love you guys."

"Bye Dad." She whispers.

"Bye Abs." He says heart momentarily cracking as he hangs up.

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A/N: I just finished reading the new hunger games book so my drafts are getting really angsty but I feel like my heart has been ripped out 😭

[genericpuff]

Thank you for the beautiful chapter!

Does Dio consider Zeus his dad? Since Dio was born from a mortal mother.. Not sure if he's spent enough time in the mortal realm to think in those terms though.

He does have a bit of a father-son attachment to Zeus because even if he was born to a mortal mother, Zeus still carried him for years afterwards. He recognizes Zeus as his creator and, for the most part, respects him both as his creator and as the King of the Gods.

That said, Kore is also his family, though not directly in the traditional sense (besides the fact that Zeus created them both) but through his strong mutual partnership with Demeter which can be summed up as "that family friend who attends our dinners and birthday parties" LOL While Demeter and Kore are the "faces" of Barley Mother, Dionysus is also a key player in the business, as he is also a fertility god with dominion over the harvest; what Demeter provides in grains and cereals, Dionysus provides equally in berries and wine.

Dio is far more likely to refer to Zeus as his dad than Kore would. Though Zeus obviously had a hand in creating Kore, her relationship with Zeus is practically non-existent (and her opinion of him is mostly negative) so when it comes to the parental roles and family dynamics, Demeter is the only one filling the role of a "parent" for Kore. While Dionysus and Kore are technically 'siblings' by the virtue of having shared creators, relative to his relationship with Demeter he's more like an uncle or a godfather in practice :')

Actually, probably a good time to share this gem again! Maybe it's time I finally color it 🤔

We'll get to see a little bit of how these complicated (and dysfunctional) family dynamics actually play out in the next episode though, so sit tight! ;3

[count-on-mi]

Twice Interactive Story Part 12 Hello, stranger (Sana, Mina, Feat. Tzuyu)

You woke up by Mina the next morning, and she obeys you that she did not give you the morning blow job, instead, she just stand next to your bed.

'Morning boss, feeling better today? Minari has prepared the breakfast for you and Miss Jihyo already, but I did not prepare for another guest.'

“Oh, that’s alright Mina. She can have mine; I’ll just pick us up something on the way to work. Thank you, Mina.”

Both Jihyo and Nayeon are too exhausted to wake up for the breakfast, but you still plan to have breakfast outside with Mina.

When you are reading the menu, Mina stops you and points and another side of the table, 'Boss, is that the woman who peeked us before?'

You take a look and find that it is Tzuyu, she is eating the breakfast with a old man, it should be her boss as you remember.

You think about what she said last time, you are not sure what's she planning.

I walk over to the pair, and ask if we could join them.

You bring Mina towards their table and ask could you join them.

'Hey, Y/N, long time no see, take a seat, who is this pretty woman, is that your girlfriend, you are a lucky man huh.' Tzuyu's boss greets you while Tzuyu still pretending to be a shy girl.

"No sir, this is my secretary, and who is this young lady? "

I take a seat "So how has she been doing at her job? I could always use more hands in my department, and I feel like she could know some very use people. I wouldn't want to take her away after all."

'Tzuyu is very useful somehow, a good intern. Do you want to borrow her to your team? Technically it's OK, but how about your borrow your secretary in return, I think it will be fun if she works in my team.' The boss said while looking at Mina with a horny smile.

"While I appreciate you lending me Tzuyu in exchange for Mina, I need Mina by my side she does some of the most important work. So I guess we'll have to leave things as they are."

'Such a shame that I cannot work with you, pretty.' The boss looks at Mina one more time before turning back to you.

'Anything else you want from me? If no, I am going to leave now, right Tzuyu?' The boss grabs Tzuyu's hand on the table.

"No, there's nothing else sir." I'll look at Tzuyu's eyes to gauge how she feels about her boss.

Tzuyu still acting shy and she leaves with her boss.

Mina kisses your cheek, 'Thank your boss. I am really afraid when that guy look at at me like that.'

'I think that girl looks so shy, I don't think she will talk about the gossip about us.' Mina said.

"That’s not how she acts when she's alone, Mina. But just know I wouldn't trade you away Mina. You're too precious to me." I sigh. "We should get something to eat, and head to the office Mina."

You two finished breakfast and then back to the office, as the restaurant is near the office, so you parked the car at the office carpark and walk to restaurant.

Mina is talking about what happened yesterday while you are walking back to the office, as you did not leave your room at all. You can feel Mina's hand keeps touching yours intentionally.

I look up to meet Mina's gaze, "I have to thank you again for yesterday. I really appreciate everything you do for me, Mina."

'Don't say thank you to Minari, boss. Minari would do anything for you. Minari told you many times already.'

Mina looks back at you, cupping your cheek, and want to kiss you, but you are much taller than her, if you don't get down a little bit, she won't be able to kiss you.

I cup her cheek and kiss her instead.

You two exchange saliva passionately until both of you can't breathe, Mina blushes after the kisses, 'Boss, I... I love you, Minari wants to stay by your side forever.'

Mina tries to use her little finger to hook your hands, but she is too shy to completely hold your hands.

I do it for her. "I love you too Minari."

You hold Mina's hand firmly while walking to the office, you see Mina is dropping tears.

'Are you ok, Mina?' You ask while wipe away her tears.

'Boss, Minari is ok. Minari is just so happy now.' Mina smiles at you.

You two meet Sana at downstairs of the office

'OH, that's why Mina didn't allow me to enter your room yesterday?' Sana smirks while walking to you.

'No, Miss Sana, it's... it's not like that, I am just... I am just...' Mina replying to Sana shyly.

"Let me, Mina. Sana, I had a really bad day yesterday that's why Mina didn't let you in."

'OH, boss are you ok today? I think Mina and me can cheer you up if we 3 having some fun in your room.' San caresses your throat to your chest and finally catches your shaft. You swallow your saliva while watching her cleavage.

'You can tear my clothes today if you want.' Sana whispers in your ear, your cock starts to harden due to her massage.

I act professional, "I'm doing better today, Sana. I'll be in office if you need me. Won't I Mina?"

'See you later then, boss.' Sana grabs your bulge again before she leaves.

You then head back to your room and start working, you need to pick up the progress of yesterday. But Sana knocks on the door just after you switch on your computer.

'I'm ready, boss. I will make sure to cheer you up.'

"Sana, I actually need to catch up on yesterday's work. If you help me catch up that would cheer me up, get Mina too. This will be a team effort."

'Come in, Mina. Your boss needs you.' Sana tells Mina to come in and then she starts getting off her clothes and crawling to your desk, start to suck your dick under the table.

'What do you need, boss?' Mina looks innocently as always when she comes in. 'And where is Miss Sana, I heard she calls my name.'

"Sana get out from under there, I said that if you helped me catch up on the missed work you could get something." I turn to face Mina "I need help catching up on the work I missed yesterday could you help me catch up?"

'Boss, Mina will help you do the work while I can take care of your happiness, isn't that great.' Sana sucks you harder, and you moan from the pleasure.

Mina just sit at opposite of you and start working before locking the door.

"Fine" I look over to Mina "I'll make this up to you with special lunch Mina" after that I get to work.

'Just anything you wish, boss. I hope the boss remembers my guaranteed breakfast for these 2 days.' Mina smiles at you and focus back to the work.

Sana's mouth is too good, and you soon stop the work, just simply laying on your chair and enjoying her blowjob. 'Sana, your mouth is so good, I can't focus.' You caress her cheek and praise her hard work.

I start face fucking Sana, realizing I can't let Mina be doing all the work. I hope to be able to orgasm quickly and get back to work.

You grab Sana's hair and start to face fucking her, you fiercely fuck her mouth. Sana is choking from your pace, she keep hitting your thigh, wants you to let go.

'Sana, hold on a bit, I am going to cum.' You fuck Sana's mouth faster hoping to reach your orgasm.

When I cum I hold Sana to the base of my cock until I've finished. When I let go. I immediately get to work.

You pull out from Sana's mouth, and immediately back to work, Sana is breathing heavily as she is recovering. Sana slowly climbed up and rested on your lap, drawing circles on your chest, 'You are so powerful today, boss, I love it.'

Sana then starts caressing your body while she is grinding your semi-hardened cock. You enjoy her movement as she is also giving you some help on the work while she is playing on you.

"That’s what I'm talking about Sana thank you for helping me with actual work." I say as I focus on my work and ignore her actions to the best of my ability.

You three nearly finish the work, while Sana starts teasing you again, she is grinding on your lap, and your cock is hard again from her tease. 'Boss, I am all wet because of you.' Sana whispers in your ear and starts playing with your nipple.

Your moan becomes louder when she keeps teasing your body, Sana giggles and starts to plant hickeys on your neck. 'Come on boss, finish the work then you can fuck me.'

Mina seems unhappy when seeing Sana this close to you, she shows it by using the keyboard loudly and turn around to not look at you.

"You know what Sana, you finish this up. You've had your turn. Mina deserves a break."  I plant Sana down in my seat, and walk over to Mina. I plant a kiss on her head "I'm so sorry for ignoring you Minari, let me make it up to you."

'It's ok, boss. Miss Sana's hard work deserve rewards too, I'm ok.' Mina says.

You hug her and put her on the sofa, slowly removing her clothes while kissing.

'I want to fuck you right now, My dear Mina.'

"Don't you want your special breakfast? I'll give you it and more." I say as I trace her lips with my finger.

'Minari wants the breakfast, Minari wants boss.' Mina breathes heavily due to your tease.

'That's my good girl, Mina, ready for breakfast.' You start to push your shaft to her mouth, ready to give her the breakfast she is waiting for days.

Sana comes and licks your ear, 'Need my help for more fun, boss?'

Mina shouts before she starts to suck you' I don't want to share my breakfast with Miss Sana, you already take one.'

"Get back to work Sana. It's Mina's turn." I them turn back to Mina a little surprised she shouted. "Look at you Mina shouting that you want my cock. Aren't you being bold today?"

'Minari miss the breakfast so much, so I... Sorry Miss Sana.' Mina soon back to her normal state, being shy again and keep sucking your cock.

'Mina ya, didn't I make you feel good too last time, how come you treat me like that?' Sana goes down and play with Mina's clit.

'Sorry, ah, Miss Sana, it's really feels good, but I want to be a little bit selfish today, ah faster.' Mina is excited like last time as she is using by both of you and Sana.

"Don't worry Minari, we'll make sure to make you feel good" i call out as I slowly push my cock to the back of her throat. I moan her name as I slowly thrust in and out if her mouth.

'Ah Mina, your mouth is so warm, yes, here, lick here, ah Mina, that's right.' You keep thrusting into Mina's mouth while guiding her to attack your sensitive spots.

Mina is becoming more hyper as Sana keeps rubbing her clit, she tighten up her throat due to the pleasure, which makes you feel better too.

Suddenly, you feel something warm at your rim, you turn back and see Sana is licking your asshole.

I pull Sana away and force her onto Mina's tits. "It’s Mina's turn Sana, I won't repeat myself again."

'If I make boss feel better, isn't Mina can get more cum for breakfast?' Sana starts playing your nipple while fingering Mina, giving you a body massage with her tits pressing on your back.

You are already near the edge of orgasm, Sana has triggered your critical point, you are ready to cum.

I tell Mina I'm going to cum as I slowly thrust onto her mouth.

'Ah, Mina, I'm cumming, enjoy your breakfast.' You thrust one last time in Mina's mouth, and release all your cum in her throat. Sana stops playing your nipple, she moves on to massage your ball, helping you to cum more for Mina.

'Ah, yes, just like this.' You moan while enjoying the post-orgasm from the milking by both Mina and Sana, holding your dick deep in Mina's throat. The amount of cum in Mina's throat make her start choking, Sana increases the pace of the fingering, which makes Mina instantly cum, she can't breathe, some of your cum even splits from her nose.

"Oh poor Mina," I say while I try to help her clean up.

You grab a tissue and try to clean Mina's face which is covered by cum, while Sana does not stop playing with Mina's pussy. Mina's whole body is still jerking from previous orgasm, but Sana did not slow down her speed, once you finishing cleaning Mina, she cums again, she squirts and cums all over Sana's face.

'Ah, Mina, why are you so dirty.' Sana keep playing Mina's body and seems she is not going to stop.

"Are you enjoying yourself Mina?" I ask while I out her hand on my cock.

Mina is too exhausted to answer you, she just simply nod and her body starts to jerk again, you just smile and guide her to stroke your cock.

'You need to a lot more hard work if you want more breakfast, Mina.' You start to thrust in her hand while caress her face. She is stroking your cock while licking your tip, but the pace is really slow as she is too tired. You are enjoying the slow stroke which you seldom receive, while Mina keep moaning while Sana is edging her.

"Take your time Mina, enjoy yourself. You've worked so hard." I say while i give her forehead a kiss.

Ah, Minari gonna cummmm!' Mina arch her body and squirts on Sana again before she pass out. Mina is already unconscious but her body still shakes unconsciously. Her hand falls down and stop jerking you.

Sana gets up and says,' Seems I bring more fun to your secretary, is it my turn now?' Sana licks Mina's squirt on her face and start jerks you off.

"Fine," I start facefucking Sana again. "You should really learn to follow my instructions, Sana." I hardly let her breath as I continue to chastise her.

You face fucking Sana, and every time you thrust in you reach her deep throat, Sana's saliva is dripping from her mouth as she is hard to breath. She looks at you with a watery eye, make you turned on even more.

Sana signaling she can take more, as she starts to massage your ball and lick your underside You grab her hair and thrust more fiercely, until she give up to resist.

I hold Sana to the base of my cock. "This is what you like Sana? Being used like a fuck toy?" I say to her. Before she can I answer I ram my cock into the back of her throat as I continue to face fuck her.

Sana did not resist again, her hands just holding your thigh, letting you fuck her mouth more easily.

'Oh, my slut, take your reward.' You thrust a few more times before you cum in her mouth. The amount of cum is too much and she can't swallow it all, the cum mixed with her saliva is dripping from her mouth, she holds the dripping cum with her hands and looks at you seductively.

'The most important thing is we all are having fun, right?' She is breathing heavily, want to get all the oxygen she missed when you are face fucking her.

"I guess I should let you rest." I say to her while i start to pull up my pants.

'You sure you are enough of just using our mouth? You haven't put it in today.' Sana is grinding your cock while caressing your neck.

'Come on boss, we can do something naughty, it's so rare that Mina is not here right?' Sana grabs your hands on her tits, 'I know you want me too, boss.'

"Fine" I reply as I try to undo my pants.

'Thank you, boss, let me do it for you.' Sana kisses your cheek and stands up a little, just barely removing your pants. She immediately sits down on your lap again, and starts rubbing your cock with her clit.

'So hot, boss, I can feel it.' Sana slowly increases the pace of rubbing and kissing you with her tongue.

I stand up and bend her over my desk. I’ll rub against her pussy a few times before I ram myself into her asshole.

You tease Sana by rubbing her clit again until she surrenders. 'Please, give me your cock, boss I need it.' 'Here it is, Sana.' You then thrust all in, but in her ass.

'Sir, wrong hole, you enter the wrong hole.' Sana screams when you enter her ass, it is tight but not as Mina's, perhaps she has tried anal before, so she quickly adopts the cock in her ass even you did not stop for her.

Her moan changes from pain to pleasure. 'OH, boss, it feels good, faster please.' Sana moans your name while rubbing her clit.

I make sure to be very rough with Sana, pulling her hair as I impale her with every thrust.

You pull Sana's hair while you are fucking her, forcing her to arc, taking deeper thrusts from you.

' Such a slut, don't you. So desperate for my cum in your pussy huh?' You spank her ass with another free hand. 'Yes, boss, I am a slut that only live for your cum, please cum in my pussy.'

Sana is excited by your humiliation, she fingers herself faster and she reaches her orgasm, squirting all over your lower body. 'Ah, so excited, boss. I love it.'

Her ass becomes tighter and starts to milk you, you stop spanking, instead, you hold her ass cheek to fix her position so you could fuck her easier, chasing your own orgasm.

Sana feels you are going to cum, 'No, boss, cum in my pussy, please, I need it so much. Fill your cum slut, I am forever yours.'

"That’s right you're my cum slut, and you'll take my cum wherever i put it." I tell her as I continue to fuck her ass until I cum in it.

'No, boss, no!' Sana screams as you cum in her ass, she trying to leave but you can grab her ass so tight, she could just lay on the table and feel your cum pumb inside her ass.

'Why, boss... I will feel much better if it's in my pussy.' Sana looks a bit disappointed but still excited from the pleasure that you give her.

You pull out from her ass and hear you hear a pop sound, you raise her ass, prevent the cum leaks out and then get a butt plug from your drawer, 'It's supposed for Mina, but seems you deserve it more, my cum slut.' Sana moans again when you plug in the plug.

"I'll have to get Mina another one" I think to myself. I slap Sana's ass one more time "now get to work Sana."

'Ah, boss I will cherish your cum in my ass and let you check again after work.' Sana struggle to wear her ruined clothes and slowly walks to the door.

Her panties are in your hand again, 'Perhaps I can have a locker to store the panties she gives me every time.' You wonder.

Suddenly you hear Sana screams, 'Why are you here?' You look at the door, Tzuyu is smirking and stands along the door. 'Mr Y/N, I don't expect you are such a horny guy and start playing just in the morning.'

“I have the energy for it. Besides your boss seemed rather happy touching you during breakfast so I wouldn’t be talking.”

'I have told him countless time not to do that, but seems he just can't resists me. May I take a seat?' Tzuyu sits on the sofa before you can answer.

Tzuyu admires Mina's naked body, even twist her nipple, 'Seems the session is so intense. Mr. Y/N, is it your only job duty is to use your subordinate like this?' Tzuyu stops her hand and turns her head to Sana, 'Oh, lady, if you are too tired from the sex, you can take a seat too, come here." Tzuyu pats the seat next to her on the sofa.

"Of course not, Mina and I worked to catch up on all our missed work. Now care to explain what you're doing here? "

'Spending extra time to chase the losing progress as you are too busy to fuck your secretary is a thing that you proud of? Honestly, I'm quite disappointed a top team leader would say something like this.' Tzuyu stands up and ready to leave your room.

'Oh yes, I come to ask why you would want me join your team, Mr. Y/N. Originally I am quite interested, but no more for now, if all of your team members' s duties are having sex with you.'

"Our loss of progress had nothing to do with our having sex. I had a personal problem yesterday. You seem to think you’re better, but if my team is still out doing yours when we have this going on it shows your team is much more lacking. So get out, I don't wouldn't want anyone that disrespectful on my team."

'Even a brainless know that old man can't lead him team properly, but what else can I do as an intern? Well, I guess I can find another team after I get a permanent job easily with my GPA. Who knows the future? I guess I will leave now, take your time, Mr. Y/N, and this lady.'

"Right" i close the door behind her. "Good riddance"

'Boss, what is that intern talking about? Do you know her?' Sana looks at you confusingly. 'I used to thought you like to fuck her too, when you ask me about her last time.'

"She saw us fucking a while ago" I tell Sana.

'Boss, she saw us already when you ask me about her last time?' Sana looks calm,' Is she blackmailing you or what? I don't understand what she is doing.'

"No she's not, but it's better to have control over a situation."

'Boss, maybe we should get her in our team, so we can control it easier. Don't you remember the gossip about you and Mina? Maybe she is the one that spreads it out. I know Mina is really not happy about it.'

"Yeah, we tried that, but he wanted Mina in exchange, and I'm not doing that."

'How about we directly talk to the intern, peacefully, not like what just happen, if she could agree with us, we can handle it easily.'

'Or you can use me to exchange maybe, I guess her boss won't do anything to me.'

"No, he definitely would, Sana, he definitely would. So, we'll have to try the other method."

'Boss, are you caring about me huh? I am not pure as Mina, I can protect myself. Just tell me if you need me for exchange.' Sana sits on your lap again and looking at you.

"Fine but it'll be a last resort. You're still a member of my team and I don't want anything happening to you." I tell Sana "Let's just finish our work for today. Can you clean up Mina and dress her?"

'Sure, boss.' Sana gets some tissue and goes clean Mina who is still sleeping on the sofa. 'Such a nice body, Mina' Sana plays with Mina's tits while cleaning her face.

You start your work again, and you suddenly hear some moan, it's from Mina. You turn around and find that Sana is licking Mina's clit, Mina moans in unconscious, 'Ah, faster...'

"Sana! I said to clean her up and put her clothes on. Stop that."

'Boss, I am cleaning her pussy. What's the problem?' Sana stops her teasing, getting some clothes to cover Mina's body.

'I'll back to work now, call me if you need anything from me.' Sana blows you a kiss before she leaves.

[bananayuyu]

Cabin Fever [part 7]

Pairing: Yunho x f reader

Genre: fluff and smut

Word count: 10.6k

Summary: The final full day of your trip kicks off with a bang; well two of them, technically, the waning time making all inhibitions go. With a final soak in the tub all secrets of the trip are spilled, and the next morning it's back to normal, your sweet home greeting you with all the warmth and comfortability you need.

Warnings: MDNI, smut, threesome, some Yunho x Mingi action, voyeurism, nipple play, fingering, a little brat taming, begging, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex

A/n: The final part is finally here, I really hope you all enjoy. I will leave my longer/sappier notes at the end if you want to read those, but for now, I hope this ending is satisfying and thank you all so much for the support on this series!! It's truly meant the world! <333

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You ducked inside the door of the library, Yunho's outstretched arm holding it open. He closed it gently once you were inside, turning around to face Mingi, who was sat on the fold out couch comfortably, legs outstretched and ankles crossed.

You'd expected it to be awkward, but as soon as the three of you were alone in that room, there was no tension to be found. You leaned up against one of the bookshelves, crossing your legs too, looking between the two of them.

"You want to stand there?" Yunho asked, making you both laugh.

"Tell me where," you said, eyes already getting a little heavy, the feeling of the room intoxicating. It was as if you could smell the two of them, that you were wrapped up in the obvious lust wafting off all of you, the anticipation adding to the heaviness.

"Sit on your bed, we'll be on the couch," he answered you, and you obliged immediately, climbing up and sitting cross legged, pulling at the blanket beneath you to smooth it out. The material felt wonderful underneath your hands; the soft cloth interrupted by an embroidered pattern, which was so satisfying to feel over as you watched on intently.

"Actually..." Yunho started, still stood just inside the door, eyeing Mingi intensely. Mingi sat on the fold out couch, arms crossed comfortably in front of him, his face open and neutral, but his eyes showing just how ready he was.

"Mingi, come here," Yunho said, and all at once you realized you were in, that this was really happening, so quickly. You had no idea what to expect and squirmed in your seat a bit; thankfully the thin mattress of the bed nook absorbed any sounds, only a very soft rustling coming from the movement of the blanket underneath your fidgeting legs. Mingi eyed Yunho, not breaking that stoic look, his arms crossing further over his chest in an obvious action of rebellion. You couldn't help your eyes jumping between them so quickly, because you were seeing what they'd alluded to earlier coming to life in front of you, and you genuinely did not believe it. You'd never really thought Mingi would be the type, maybe as a joke, but not in reality, to want to misbehave. He'd always joked around with your friends, of course, but this was a dynamic you just weren't ready for.

Yunho stared back, his gaze hardening a bit, and momentarily you saw a twitch in his jaw, a twitch that gave away how affected he was too. It made you clench, instantly, and you startled a bit on the bed in reaction to your body. Your eyes felt even heavier, and you blinked a few times to try to awaken them. You couldn't afford to let your lust become so overwhelming that you weren't able to actually watch this.

"Get over here," Yunho almost growled, his voice low and gravelly, and though it was slow, Mingi finally started to move. He unlinked his arms, pushed himself up, and stepped of the pull out couch gingerly, walking slowly over to Yunho. Every step felt like it echoed in your ears as your anticipation grew even further. He was so close, their two bodies getting closer and closer...

They met in a kiss, and it was obviously so immediately passionate, you were sure you were soaking your panties. This was what you'd seen all those years ago, this unbridled passion, two men who weren't sure about so much in life, but definitely sure they wanted each other. Their hands wrapped around each other, coming to cup a jaw, grab an arm, snake under a shirt. They undressed each other quickly, much faster than you expected, and suddenly you were met with muscular thighs and broad shoulders, and long thick cocks that nearly matched each other in length.

They weren't shy in front of you; if anything your presence was making them put on a show, relishing the excuse to play it up and really give into this. They each wrapped their large hands around each other's cocks, lips meeting again in a messy kiss. You were watching almost slack jawed, so turned on that you'd forgotten where you were, humping into the blanket beneath you. This was so fucking hot, this was everything you'd wanted to see up close, and you couldn't believe how perfect they looked together, huge and flushed and desperate.

It was too much for you to just watch; you shoved your hand into your panties, feeling the absolute mess you'd made, your slick coating your fingers and making it way too easy to slip one inside. You weren't sure if they could even see you, all tied up in each other, but you didn't care either way, totally overcome with lust. Yunho worked Mingi's length so perfectly, spitting in his hands and spreading it around, and though he was keeping it together somewhat, you could see just how desperate Mingi was for all the touches he was getting. It was so hot seeing this tall broad man reduced to such desperation, and you rubbed yourself harder, wishing desperately that it was one of their fingers inside you, instead of your own.

You could only reach so far, as you saw their huge hands grasp at each other, Mingi rutting his hips into Yunho now as he moved his lips down to Yunho's jaw, his neck. Yunho's head tipped back with an audible sigh, his eyes fluttering closed as Mingi sunk his teeth into his soft skin, Yunho nearly disappearing behind him. It really felt like they were both somewhere else now, lost together, and suddenly that didn't feel as good as you thought it would. You wanted to be there with them; you did want to join, you realized.

But you didn't know what to say. They had fallen into this dynamic so quickly and easily; it was clear that they'd done this before and knew each other's ways, but you didn't know anything about how Mingi was in these situations, and weren't sure how to break this spell.

"I-" you started, but cut yourself off, the word dying on your tongue. You were rubbing yourself faster now, but it didn't feel as good as you knew they could make you feel. It was desperation that was making you change this plan; you weren't sure if it was a good idea, but you really wanted this.

"I want to join you," you exhaled, the words forming one long string of sound.

"Huh?" Yunho asked you, pushing Mingi away momentarily, opening his eyes to look at you. Instantly your cheeks went red; he saw your hand in your pants and smirked, and now Mingi did too, the two of them both chuckling at you. "Baby, what did you say?"

"I- um- I want to join you," you said, eyes hitting the floor with embarrassment.

"Are you sure?" Yunho asked you, holding Mingi at a slight distance from him, his gaze focused on you.

"Of course she is," Mingi answered for you, stalking over in your direction immediately.

"Hey, woah, slow down," Yunho said, running to put an arm in front of Mingi and stop his movements. "We didn't talk about this, we need to take a second."

"She knows what she wants," Mingi responded, trying to push the arm out of his way.

"Mingi, no," Yunho scolded, his voice deeply stern. "You both said I'm in charge of this, so listen."

Immediately you saw Mingi's cheeks flush a bit, and his lips curl into a slight smirk. It seemed this scolding was something he wanted, something he was trying intentionally to provoke.

"Baby, what exactly do you want to do?" Yunho asked, turning to you, his arm still outstretched but slightly more lax.

"I- want to join," you stuttered, finding it hard to voice the words.

"I know, but I need to know what exactly you want. So I can keep us all safe," he said, moving closer to you and running a hand down the side of your head comfortingly.

"I- give me a second," you breathed, trying desperately to gather your rushing thoughts. "I don't know, exactly, I just want you both to touch me, not just each other."

You didn't realize what a pouty face you were making, and both the boys immediately laughed at it.

"You were feeling left out?" Mingi teased, looking over at Yunho.

"Mingi," you whined, throwing your fist out to playfully punch him.

"Where do you want us to touch you?" Yunho asked, slowly moving his hand down to your neck, stroking his thumb along it.

"That feels good," you sighed, closing your eyes, leaning into it.

"Where else baby, please tell us," he said, coaxing it out of you.

"Here," you whispered, pointing to your lips, and soon soft full lips met yours, a warm body hovering over you, another beside you. It was Mingi who connected with you, moving in to kiss your already open mouth, sucking your bottom lip in his. You felt a hand slide up under your shirt, feeling over your bare tummy and waist, moving up to your chest and finding it free of any restriction. Mingi moved his thumbs slowly over your nipples, and you moaned in his mouth at feeling them pebble under his touch. You were getting very lost in it now; this was what you'd really wanted, their attention on you. Now that you had it all semblance of time and space had left you, your mind drifting away.

"Where else?" Mingi breathed raggedly as he pulled away from you, his lips glistening with spit.

"Let's help her get undressed first," Yunho said, slowly pulling your shirt up your arms and over your head. Mingi grabbed feverishly at your pants, trying desperately to pull them down your hips even as they wouldn't budge in your sitting position. "Hey, take it easy," Yunho scolded beside him, batting his arms away. Yunho helped you stand up, carefully pulling your pants down your legs, finally revealing your naked form to the both of them. It was like Mingi's eyes had been glued to you, the way he couldn't move them away. The hunger was lighting something in you deep, something that made you feel almost lightheaded, almost not real.

"You want to sit down again?" Yunho asked, and you merely nodded, gently sitting yourself back down. But he wanted more than that; he could see this weird headspace you'd entered, and he wasn't sure exactly how to feel about it. "Hey, are you feeling okay?" he asked.

You just nodded again, humming mmhm.

"I can tell you're somewhere else in here," he said, pointing to his head. "I know you don't like to talk during this stuff but- here, squeeze my hand two times if you feel good, for real. And squeeze it three times if you feel bad. And if you're not sure squeeze it once," he said, holding his hand out in front of you.

You carefully lifted your hands, putting both around his. Then you slowly squeezed once, twice. You quietly put your hands down beside you, staring up at him in the eyes.

"Okay, you pinch me or something if it's not feeling good," he said, and you nodded, a small smile gracing your face. Out of the corner of you eye you could see Mingi just standing, his eyes glazed over as he stared at you, then looked slowly over to Yunho, before moving his gaze back again.

"Yes, you can touch her now," Yunho said, chuckling slightly, watching as Mingi nearly jumped forward and grabbed at your hips, attaching his lips to yours once again. He was relishing in seeing you like this; he'd pictured this situation many times before, but never was really sure how you'd be, if you'd want to be dominated by him like he hoped or if he'd gotten it all wrong. It seemed he'd been right from the way you were melting into him, succumbing to his touches with quiet mewls, grabbing at him and breathing ragged when he pulled his lips away.

Then he moved to your neck, kissing down it softly at first, making gentle tingles run up into your head and make your whole body shake. He felt a hand on his shoulder, then, pushing him slightly, and made room for Yunho to move in beside him, coming to kiss the other side of your neck and collar bone at the same time.

"Ah!" you gasped, the feeling of both of them on your neck completely overwhelming. You were too sensitive there, it was too much; and Yunho could sense this immediately, pulling back and stroking your arm comfortably, letting Mingi relish in the moment a little longer. Instead Yunho started running his hands along your thighs, beckoning you to widen them further, starting to gently tease you with soft touches at the crease of your thigh.

"Please, Yuyu," you sighed when you felt his touches, Mingi's mouth still attached to the side of your neck as his hands dug into the soft flesh at your side. He chuckled again, finding so much enjoyment in seeing the both of you so severely affected. He hadn't really prepared his mind for this scenario; he'd known Mingi found you attractive, but never knew you'd maybe felt the same; and this had all been so sudden, so out of nowhere. But in that brief moment of laughter he realized how easily he'd slipped into this, just like you had, just like Mingi too, because god was it hot to see you so wound up for his best friend.

"Please what?" he teased, and Mingi chuckled too as you whined in response, breaking his lips from your skin. He started teasing you now, too; he moved his hands to your chest but kept only grazing your nipples, and you threw your head back, holding yourself up with your arms behind you. Four hands on you was not something you'd ever experienced; you were not prepared for how overwhelmingly busy your body would feel, so many sensations coming into your brain and forming a cocktail of pure bliss. More seconds flew by of their feather-light touches, and soon it felt cruel that you weren't getting more from them. A deep whine made Mingi finally cave, as he dove in to lap at your hard nipple, taking the other in his fingers and rolling it tightly. The relief you felt was instant and you arched into him, his warm tongue making your nipple tingle with pleasure. You moaned deeply, head thrown back again as you focused solely on the sensations he was giving you, his soft hair brushing over your chest.

As Yunho watched on, his hands nearly stopped moving. It was mesmerizing watching your face as Mingi finally gave you what you'd wanted, the way you mouth was hanging slightly open, the way your eyes were rolling back as your head did, not a single thought behind them as you simply felt everything Mingi was giving. It had you nearly soaking the bed underneath you; Yunho could feel it gushing out of you, and quickly returned to his soft gentle movements, his hands grazing closer and closer to your soft flushed core, the muscles already opening up for him. But he didn't touch you just yet; he wanted to wait and watch on a little longer, for his own pleasure, and to see just how long you could take being played with by both of them.

"Yuyu," you moaned, feeling him barely graze past your throbbing clit, your hips jerking to try to find some pressure.

"What baby?" he asked you, still avoiding that area, his tone only slightly mocking. You whined again; it was really all you had in you, and you trusted that soon you'd be taken care of. But it was starting to feel like a true need, like if you didn't get the touches you wanted you were going to start spiraling. You reached for Mingi's hand on your hip; he was giving you what you wanted, so you figured he'd be receptive to what you wanted next. You slowly moved his hand down towards your aching cunt, guiding his fingers to your clit, before he understood what you wanted and started circling it himself, the soft pad of this thumb rubbing soft and slow.

"Oh, I see how it is," Yunho scoffed from above, taking his hand away completely now, standing back with his arms crossed. You blinked your eyes open; Mingi was still sucking on your nipples and now rubbing you, and it was hard to focus as you opened them, but hearing the tone in Yunho's voice you tired your hardest.

"What?" you asked, voice hushed, as innocent as you could make it.

"Don't need me, do you?" he asked, but there was a small smile on his lips, as his stance remained guarded.

"Yuyu, stop," you whined, a sharp moan exiting your mouth as Mingi hit the perfect spot on your clit.

"Stop what?" he asked you, stepping a bit closer, holding eye contact. His hand came up to your chin, holding your head in place as he looked at you.

"Stop teasing me," you pouted, blinking hard as you kept your eye contact with him.

"But you're kind of being a brat right now," he said, holding back laughter.

"You kept not touching me," you whined, another moan ripping through you as Mingi deepened the pressure of his thumb, a fast spark of pleasure striking through your core.

"I'll touch you," Mingi chuckled, shooting a look over his shoulder to Yunho, who shook his head at him.

"No, stop," Yunho said, but his tone wasn't harsh or mean, only slightly demanding. Mingi stopped his movements for a moment, and you looked up at both of them with wide eyes, not sure where this was headed.

"Why?" you asked quietly, trying hard to keep your composure.

"You're gonna apologize to me first," Yunho said, grabbing Mingi's shoulder to stand him up.

"God you get fucking jealous," Mingi laughed, standing next to him, their shoulders touching. Stood side by side they made a massive wall of muscle, and you didn't know where to look; their broad shoulders, beautiful faces, or their flushed hard cocks clearly begging for stimulation. The sight of it made your eyes bulge.

"Hey, look at me," Yunho said, his hand back on your chin again. "Are you sorry for what you just did?" he asked.

"Yes," you answered, a slight nod of your head as you pouted up at him.

"Say it then, tell me what you're sorry for," he continued.

"I- I'm sorry I- didn't wait for you to touch me," you breathed out, staring up at him with hope in your eyes.

"And?" he asked, cocking his head to the side.

"And- I- I don't know Yuyu," you said, your eyebrows turning up in the middle.

"For forgetting about me?" he asked, his lips turning up in a smirk.

"I didn't forget about you, I-"

"I know baby, I'm kidding," he reassured you, moving his hand to the side of your face. "I just wanted to see that little look on your face," he said, and Mingi chuckled behind him, watching everything unfolding in front of him intently.

"What face?" you asked, and they both laughed as you made it again, that face of concern, of need, so adorable it made both of their heads spin. "Stop laughing," you pouted, but a giggle left your lips too, as you grabbed at Yunho's face and pulled him into a kiss, needing this break in pleasure to be over with already. His mouth felt so perfect on yours; he was clearly pent up from just watching earlier, and his kiss was ravaging you, as he grasped at your body moving his hand down to tease at the crease of your thigh again.

"Yuyu, please," you cried as he broke the kiss, his heavy breath fanning over your face as he watched the way you reacted to his movements again.

"Beg me," he said, voice low and harsher now, and you felt him shift over just as Mingi had earlier, the two of them in front of you now.

"Please, I need you to touch me, please touch me, I- I can't take more teasing, please," you whined, eyebrows pinched together as you tried to focus on your words.

"I think she can take more, don't you think?" Yunho said, turning to Mingi, and Mingi let out a deep chuckle, followed by a noise of agreement.

"I can't, I can't," you begged, trying with all your might to keep yourself calm again, to not break this time and make him upset all over again.

"Yes you can baby. Just tell us what you want," Yunho replied, his voice lulling in a comforting way, his hands still playing over your skin teasingly, brushing past your nipples and past your core.

"I need you inside," you cried.

"You need what inside?" Yunho asked, playing with himself as he watched you tremble, and Mingi did the same, the two of them overcome with the show you were putting on.

"I need your fingers inside, both of you," you managed, and it was all that you had; you whined in your mental exhaustion, falling backward onto your forearms, barely holding yourself up anymore. They could both tell it was all you had, and as much as Yunho had enjoyed stretching out the teasing, he couldn't wait to dive in a feel the warmth of your soaked walls clenching down on him. Slowly he pushed in two fingers; you moaned, mostly in relief more than anything, and slowly pushed your hips down on to them when you felt him reach as deeply as he could.

Then you felt more pressure than you expected; you were wet, but now two more fingers were entering you, Mingi's fingers, and they somehow were even wider than Yunho's. The stretch was a shock and you whined at it, Yunho taking his other hand to still Mingi's and let you have a moment to adjust. But once you did he started moving out slowly, setting a pace for him and Mingi as they worked you open with their hands.

You were a moaning, whining mess immediately. Your eyes fluttered open as much as you could make them, and in front of you these two tall men loomed, both of their eyes focused on the image of so many fingers moving in and out of you, your soaked cunt taking them over and over again. The pressure was immaculate, and had you building up to an orgasm fast, your legs starting to shake. It was the ways they were reacting too; Mingi letting out a low 'fuck' as he watched on, Yunho's cocky grin not leaving him.

"You're taking us so well baby," he said above you, and you threw your head back in pleasure, his words going straight to your core and making the walls of your pussy clench down of them.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Mingi said, feeling the clenching of your muscles, the heat of your cunt around his fingers. You just kept moaning, kept whining. There was nothing you could do to get another word out now, not when your orgasm was building this fast and your mind was this hazy. Yunho could tell you were close; he starting curling his fingers more, which curled Mingi's up to hit that perfect spot inside you, and soon you were putting a hand over your mouth to try to stop the screams that were erupting from your throat. The pressure was severe now; you'd never felt something quite like this, and soon your were tipping over the edge, riding out the longest orgasm of your life, that kept building and building until you were sure you couldn't feel anything so good ever again.

You squeezed down on them, hard, so hard they both had to stop moving, just watching the way your muscles fluttered around their fingers. You rode it out as long as you could, you wanted to savor this feeling, it felt crazy and hot and everything in between to be fingered by two people at once, especially two best friends, two of your best friends, who you'd known for so many years but never done anything like this with.

Finally the last sparks of your orgasm washed over you, and you reached down to tap on their hands, telling them you'd had enough. Mingi pulled his out first, carefully, and then Yunho did, his eyes still glued to the absolute mess you'd made on the sheets beneath you.

"How do you feel?" he said, and you giggled and sighed in response.

"So good," you whispered, collapsing sideways on the bed, your chest bright red and rising and falling with your deep breaths. At this angle you caught sight of Mingi's hard length, and all at once it was so tantalizing. You reached a hand out, stroking him; he looked taken aback, a gasp leaving his lips, and moved closer to you for easier access.

"Come here," you said, pulling at his hips to come even closer; the tip of his cock was red and leaking, and all you could think about was wrapping your lips around it. In a moment you did; he groaned above you, watching as your eyes fluttered up to meet his for a second, his cock looking huge up next to your face. You sucked hungrily at him, the salty taste of his precum on your tongue, and you spit on it, spreading it down his shaft. Soon you were working him in a consistent motion, your hand moving up and down in slow strong strokes, your tongue and lips sucking and licking at his tip.

"Fuck, y/n, oh my god," he moaned above you, moving the piece of hair that'd fallen over your face out of the way. You moaned at his response, the vibrations making everything feel even better, and he stroked the side of your cheek once more, looking down at you with shocked but awe filled eyes.

"That feel good?" Yunho asked as he moved onto the bed behind you, getting a better view of everything.

"Fuck yeah, holy shit," Mingi responded, his eyebrows knitted together and bottom lip in his teeth. He had not expected this to happen today; the suddenness added to it, how eager you were to please and pleasure him. Yunho started stroking himself in earnest behind you, watching on; he'd seen Mingi make that face before, he himself had been responsible for it. But there was something almost more tantalizing about watching you be the one to affect him so much. He understood you now, quite well; it was fucking hot watching two people fuck in front of you.

Soon you were rubbing your ass against him; you could tell he was behind you, and couldn't wait for him to catch on to what you wanted. He watched your movements intently for a moment before hesitantly sliding a finger through your slit; your deep moan was instantaneous, your movement with Mingi halting for a moment. You popped your mouth off of him but kept pumping you hand, relishing the sensitivity of your cunt as he stroked you.

"More Yuyu, please," you cried, moving your mouth back on Mingi's rock hard length, pushing your core into his hand.

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked, sounding almost shocked.

"Please," you panted as you popped off Mingi again, licking the underside of his tip.

"Fuck," Yunho groaned as he sunk two fingers in you again, making sure you were ready for him. Their fingers earlier had prepared you plenty; soon he was lining himself up with you, sinking slowly down, your legs curling up towards you as you still laid on your side and tried to give him space.

The rush of pleasure was immediate when he bottomed out, and like always he seemed to know just what pressure and speed you needed, starting with languid thrusts that built your pleasure up slowly. You tried your best with Mingi's cock even as you were so distracted; but eventually you couldn't take it anymore, your mouth too slack in your moaning to do any more work. You continued stroking him, which was all Mingi needed really; watching Yunho fuck you was enough to have his own climax building fast, and he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be lasting.

"Fuck, where can I come," he groaned, training his eyes on Yunho for a moment.

"Anywhere, it's fine," Yunho replied, a split second response that he wasn't sure about. He'd was fairly sure you'd be fine with that, but you hadn't said those exact words before. He didn't have much time to think about it though, as Mingi finally started moaning deeply, ropes of his cum shooting out over your face and chest, some landing in your open mouth. You moaned too, as it happened; then licked some off of your cheek, and he felt a momentary gush of relief flood him. It was enough that he started to come undone too; you had started clenching on him, and it felt too good. Soon he was filling you up, his face pulled into a tight look of pleasure as he groaned deeply.

He collapsed on the bed behind you, pulling you close to him, pulling Mingi over you both too into a strange crumpled pile of bodies. You all were panting and heaving, Yunho's body still slightly tense with the worry that it'd all been too much.

"You okay?" he asked between deep breaths.

"Yes, but I can barely breath," you mumbled underneath them both, making them laugh. Mingi stood up to give you space and Yunho pulled back a little, and you pushed yourself up, all the blood rushing out of your head as you felt yourself nearly pass out. "Please get me my water," you said, steadying yourself with your hands. Thankfully your bottle was full and already in the room; Mingi leaned down to grab it, opening it and holding it to your lips, and quickly you took several big gulps, feeling slightly better.

"Are you feeling faint?" Yunho asked from behind you, sitting up himself to help you balance.

"A little," you sighed, taking another few sips, leaning into him.

"Was that too much?" he asked, a twinge of worry in his tone.

"I- no, but I can't think straight right now, let's talk in a bit," you giggled, holding out your water to Mingi again. "Come here," you told him, holding your arms out in front of you, and soon you were enveloped in a big sandwich of a hug, Mingi in front and Yunho behind, and you couldn't have felt more comforted.

***

As you exited the room, both men walked behind you, hands on your back to support you in case you felt faint again.  You were all hoping for a quick trip to the bathroom, no one to be out here, so that you could clean yourselves in peace and have a few more moments of solitude, stuck in the dreamy sensations had come about in that little room with the bed nook.

But it was not to be.  As soon as you exited you saw Ari and San in the kitchen together, sipping water and staring into each other’s eyes.  Once she saw you, though, Ari fixed her gaze on yours, and you both broke into a fit of giggles that had the three boys looking slightly confused.

You beckoned them still to come with you as you’d planned, turning your face away from her’s and trying to stop your laughter.  There’d be plenty of time to catch up about all that had happened later, but for now you were determined to clean up in good spirits.

“What was that?” Yunho asked you once you all were inside, the two of you grabbing towels from the cabinet under the sink as Mingi started running the shower.

“Nothing, I’ll tell you later,” you answered, keeping your voice as gentle as possible.  You didn’t want this pleasant feeling between you three to turn into a gossip session just yet.  And thankfully they didn’t seem to want that either, as both of them let things fall back into a comfortable silence, the three of you showering and cleaning up together as if you’d done it this way your entire lives.

In the calm after your shower you were able to talk, able to assure Yunho of everything; it had not been too much, not gone too far.  Nothing that had happened was bad; in fact, it had gone better than you’d even hoped it would.  You didn’t say it right then, but you thought it; this was something you wanted to keep happening in the future, and you so hoped it would.

Soon you called Seonghwa and Hongjoong back inside, their tiny forms visible on the log out back, shaded and hard to see under the tall evergreen they sat beneath.  It was time to get everyone ready for your final night, your final soak, final opportunity to all be together and drinking in each other’s energy.  It was one of your favorite traditions of this trip, and though you’d spent most of your time here nursing your sick body, now you felt full of energy and ready to organize everything yourself.  You filled water bottles and packed snacks in a large bag, making sure everyone’s favorites were present.You left the wine selection to Yunho; you weren’t going to drink again this time, made that mistake your first day and didn’t want to make it again.  The knowledge that you’d be heading back tomorrow loomed over, but instead of depressing you it made you more than determined to have a good time tonight.

After changing into swim suits, all the boys with towels under their arms, you and Ari walked out to the hot spring tub arm in arm, the bag you'd packed slung over your shoulder.

“So how was it?” you whispered in her ear as soon as you exited the cabin, leaning in close.  The boys were following behind but you needed to have this little moment with her; you’d waited most of the afternoon and couldn’t bare to wait any longer.

“Oh my god, dude, it was crazy,” she giggled, clinging onto you as he tried to keep her voice down.

“What happened?” you asked with wide eyes.

“Woo stayed hard even after he came,” she whispered right into your ear, you both nearly collapsing in laughter at it.

“How the fuck?” you asked, and she just shrugged and shook her head at you, the two of you unable to keep your composure.

“How did your, uh, thing go?” she asked you, the two of you nearing the tub as you continued to giggle uncontrollably.

“Girl, it was like the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced,” you said, a huge smile breaking out over your face as she squealed and jumped for joy.

“Oh that makes me so happy,” she laughed, hugging you tightly, jumping around you in a comical circle.

"What are you so excited about?" San called after her, only about twenty feet from you now.

"Nothing, come here," she said, waving him over, and once he was next to her she whispered something in his ear, something that made him raise his eyebrows and look at you with slight surprise.

You giggled and turned away, your cheeks heating quickly. The reality of all that had transpired had still not sunk in, but seeing San's look made you realize that it hadn't been a normal sort of day. Not that he was judging you; obviously he wasn't, given what he'd just participated in himself. But threesomes were something people fantasized about, not something that people often actually did; you had just been a part of one, and the shock of that was now sitting at the front of your mind as both Yunho and Mingi walked up, Yunho grabbing the bag of goodies off of your shoulder as he carefully balanced the bottle of wine in his hand.

"Wooyoung, you got the glasses?" he called over his shoulder, and out of the house Woo bounded, two wine glasses in each hand.

"Sammie's got the rest!" Woo called back, stumbling along the path towards you all quickly, nearly dropping the glasses in the process.

"We should not have trusted him with those," Seonghwa said, you all laughing in turn.

"As long as he doesn't actually break them it's fine," you joked too, watching as Woo barely saved one from falling from his grasp.

"Who all wants wine?" Yunho asked the group, and everyone's hand shot up except yours. As soon as Wooyoung arrived he busied himself with pouring glasses, you and Ari starting to dip your toes in and see just how hot the water was.

"Oh damn, it's really hot right now," Ari said, pulling her foot back momentarily, before sticking it back in again.

"I know, not sure if I'll be able to stay in there for too long," you said, grabbing already for one of the water bottles you'd packed. Heat was a strange thing for you; sometimes it made things better, sometimes it made them far worse. It seemed to alleviate stress and tension, which helped some of your symptoms, but it also made you feel faint and queasy if you got too much of it.

You decided you'd wait for everyone else to get it first; you busied yourself with helping Yunho distribute the wine glasses, everyone getting their much desired share from the bottle. Immediately Yunho realized you'd need another bottle; you walked with him back inside to grab it, helped him hold it still as he wrenched free the cork. He asked if you wanted to try a sip; you declined but thanked him, looking up with a soft smile.

"You not feeling well?" he asked, grabbing you to him and placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, your first moment alone together all day.

"No, I just don't feel like it tonight. We have to travel back tomorrow, I don't want to be feeling like shit," you said, grabbing onto him.

You both stood like that a little longer than you needed to; it was crazy to think in less than twenty-four hours you'd be back home, back living with him and Seonghwa, all of your relationships so changed by this week away. You clung onto him like you wished you could cling onto this place; it was so blissful being out here, away from responsibilities, away from the normal stressors of life. These trips were always special, but this year had been particularly; it seemed that almost all of you were happily in relationships now, which was quite a shock when you really thought about it.

You walked back outside with your arm around his; you felt a need to be close to him now, and to Mingi too. By then everyone had settled in, and there was an obvious gap between Mingi and Ari where you and Yunho were meant to go. You settled down on Yunho's lap but stretched your legs across Mingi's, pulling at one of his arms so you could hold his hand in yours.

"Woo, are you trying to get drunk?" Hongjoong asked as you settled down, finally paying attention to the conversation in the tub.

"Hey, last night of the trip, it's my last chance to do so," he said, taking a final swig from his wine glass, already finishing it.

"He says that like he doesn't party almost every weekend," Ari joked, grabbing ahold of the stem as Wooyoung held the glass out towards her. "I think he's wanting me to give you this Yunho," she said, handing it his way.

"Want a refill already?" Yunho asked behind you, his voice rumbling in his chest and vibrating your back.

"Yes please," Woo called back, smiling sarcastically.

"If you're hungover you're gonna be a very unhappy camper tomorrow when we head back," Sammie said, and everyone in the tub held back their laughter.

"Glad we're not the only ones who know that," Seonghwa laughed, leaning into Hongjoong's outstretched arm, resting his head on his shoulder.

"Hey, I handle my alcohol just fine," Wooyoung pouted, and you all laughed at the absurdity of that, knowing just how untrue it was.

"I just hate to see you grumpy baby," Sammie said, running her hand through his hair lovingly, making you all let out a collective aww.

"Wooyoung, you're different right now," Ari said, shaking her head as she looked over to him.

"Different how?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows at her and giving her a smirk.

"Just with her, I mean," Ari said, gesturing to his girlfriend beside him. A chorus of agreement followed; it was a different side of him that you were all seeing now, the way he so easily stood or sat beside her always, his openness with his affection and care. He'd never been like this, not even with the person he'd dated in high school; he was affectionate with his friends, but only his friends.

'"She's really cool," Wooyoung blushed, and Sammie blushed in turn, smiling fondly at him. It was one of the most wholesome admissions Wooyoung had ever made in this tub, and it almost knocked your socks off; but like every other admission it had the group falling into easy conversation, not a moment of silence following. It was so nice to lean against Yunho's chest, to play with Mingi's hand in yours, and as the minutes dragged on you nearly forgot how hot the tub was, your light-headedness sneaking up on you remarkably slowly.

"I think I need some water," you said, squirming in Yunho's lap a bit, your hands leaving Mingi's and coming up to hold your forehead.

"You feeling weak?" Yunho asked and you nodded, prompting him to move you off of him and set you on the side of the tub, now only your feet hitting the water. The cool breeze against your wet skin made you shiver, but it helped; soon he was grabbing the water you drank from earlier and screwing off the cap, helping you drink some of it down. Mingi, almost as if on instinct, had jumped up to join too, and was holding a hand against your back supporting you, rubbing slow circles onto the bare skin beneath your bikini strap.

"You okay?" Seonghwa called from the opposite side of the tub, the first to notice your state as the rest of the group was deep in a heated discussion about something you hadn't heard the start of.

"Yeah, I'm alright," you nodded at him, now everyone's attention turning your way.

"You guys are so fucking cute," Ari chuckled, leaning her head into San's shoulder; she had the sound and look of her tipsy self, and it made you giggle, knowing she was feeling more than good.

"So are you," you chuckled back, in an almost baby voice. It made her laugh, it made everyone laugh; everyone was feeling a buzz of various types, and the steam and heat was only adding, as always, to the loss of anxiety and inhibitions.

"Wait guys, I have a big secret to tell you," Wooyoung nearly slurred out, his third glass of wine finished minutes ago, Yunho cutting him off for at least the hour.

"Oh really?" you laughed back, as Mingi slinked into the water in front of you, putting his head between your knees and pulling your calves to rest over his shoulders and onto his chest.

"Woo, you're so drunk," he laughed, and Wooyoung shot him a glare before looking back at you and Ari, the two of you giving him encouraging nods.

"San and Ari fucked me earlier today," he spat out, making you and Ari fall into a pile of giggles, her arm stretching out to hold onto your leg as she tried to collect herself.

"Not much of a secret Woo, we already know," you laughed, biting your bottom lip between your teeth.

"Speak for yourself," Hongjoong piped up from the corner; you looked over to see Seonghwa staring back in your direction, clearly laughing at the faces of Mingi and Yunho, which must have matched Hongjoong's in their comical shock.

"Oh shit, you're right," you laughed, turning your face up to catch a look at Yunho's face, his mouth no longer gaping but his eyes still wide.

"Are you shocked?" Wooyoung joked, sticking his tongue out teasingly, Sammie no longer able to withhold her own laughter.

"Uh yes Woo, I am," Hongjoong replied, chuckling as he looked around the tub. "Am I the only one?" he asked as he looked down at Seonghwa, who only glanced away with a small smile and met your gaze for a moment.

"Y'all were fucking all last year, don't give me those eyes like we're crazy for doing what we did," Wooyoung teased him, sticking out his tongue and reaching for his wine glass again, forgetting momentarily it was empty.

"I'm not saying you're crazy I'm just- I'm surprised, Ari is our friend-"

"You two are our friends too!" Woo almost yelled, prompting Sammie to hold an arm out and help him calm down.

"Point taken," Hongjoong responded, reaching back to take a swig of his own glass.

"Everyone in this tub has fucked one of our friends now, isn't that funny," Ari laughed, and you looked down at her with wide eyes, a hand coming up to your face.

"Wait, Mingi hasn't!" Woo almost yelled again, pointing at the man holding onto your ankles, his head turning but face unknown to you. "Wait, you have?" Wooyoung continued, his own face finally turning to pure shock and intrigue.

"Was it-" Hongjoong pointed to all three of you, a line of heads at this angle as Yunho sat cradling you behind. You only nodded, fighting the smile on your lips. "Okay what? How did that happen?"

"None of your business," you shakily responded, making the tub fall into laughter again. Hongjoong held up his hands in surrender; Seonghwa looked your way and only laughed, meeting your gaze with the sweet eyes he always wore.

"What a trip this has been," he sighed, and you all nodded and chuckled in agreement, falling into a quieter and calmer state finally. The air was getting colder and the night was truly pitch black now; but even out here in the forest you weren't scared for a second with all your friends here, the companionship and protectiveness they all brought you like a warm blanket, always there to comfort you.

You all stayed out late, quite late; the last night of the trip always turned out this way, because no one wanted to be the first one to say I'm ready for bed. You had started to fall asleep against Yunho's shoulder; he'd wrapped a dry towel around his back to keep him warm in the cool night air, and you couldn't help your heart swelling at the fact that he was willing to sit up here with you and miss out on the amazing warmth of the tub. It was your true nodding off that finally prompted him to say something, everyone yawning and agreeing that despite not wanting to, it was finally time to head in.

You hobbled the distance, Yunho doing most of the work of holding up your body weight. You totally forgot about the bag you'd packed, about anything else, just wanting to get inside, get dry, and finally conk out. Mingi had picked it up, him and San and Ari the ones cleaning up the area as Sammie helped a very drunk Wooyoung inside, and Seonghwa and Hongjoong melted into one another, walking hand in hand back inside, Hwa flicking the wet ends of his hair against Hongjoong's face and making him laugh.

The house settled quickly, given the late hour, and you selected not to shower, just to dry yourself off as well as you could, hang your bikini on the door handle, and crawl under the blanket of your bed nook. It wasn't long until Yunho joined you, crawling over and settling behind, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you into him in that way that already felt so normal to you both. You were so sleepy, yawning repeatedly and feeling the heaviness coming to your eyes, but your brain wouldn't shut off, a feeling creeping in that you knew you couldn't get rid of.

"Yuyu?" you asked to the air, hoping his gentle breaths behind you didn't mean he was already asleep.

"Hmm?" he answered you, squeezing around you more tightly.

"I- I kind of wish Mingi was here with us right now," you mumbled, sleepiness making producing the words difficult.

"Yeah?" he asked brightly behind you, more used to the late hour, not so exhausted yet.

"Yeah," you sighed, blinking your eyes open and staring ahead into the darkness of the room. You weren't sure how he'd react to this but you didn't really have a care in you to mind; you'd been so relaxed by the warmth of the hot spring the worry just didn't come.

"Want me to go get him?" he asked, and more warmth bloomed in your chest, another small yawn hitting you. You nodded, whispering yeah through the yawn, pushing your head backwards against his chest some.

"Okay, give me a sec," he said, unwrapping himself from you, gently stepping over your curled up form and making his way to the living room. He was careful not to wake anyone, tapping Mingi lightly on the shoulder to hopefully not scare him; it worked, Mingi's own exhaustion helping him feel completely relaxed, but he perked up slightly when he heard what Yunho said, quickly jumping up to come join you.

You'd already positioned yourself more towards the middle of the bed when they entered.

"You think we'll all fit?" Mingi joked, seeing the way Yunho had to curl himself up behind you, the bed not long enough to accommodate either of their statures.

"Just bend your legs a bit, I think we'll be fine," Yunho responded, pulling you close as you patted the bed in front of you, motioning for Mingi to lay there.

"Should I face you?" he asked and you nodded, humming an mmhm and reaching your arms out, pulling him closer as he finally laid down on his side. Soon you were in a cocoon made of them; two huge bodies in front and behind you, wrapped around you, you felt almost suffocated by their warmth, but loved it all the same.

"You feel better now baby?" Yunho asked behind you, placing a gentle kiss in your hair.

"Yes," you answered, smiling wide, your eyes closed but Mingi's open, seeing just how content you looked. It was silent for a moment, all of your breathing falling in sync, the rhythmic pulse of Yunho's heart against your back lulling you further. But it was almost like the complete calmness was making you want to spill; like you were still in that tub, wanting to say more than you ever normally would. "Can I ask you guys something?" you said, voice quiet but your words coming out completely clear.

"Of course," they said in unison, making you laugh.

"Did you enjoy what happened earlier today?"

It took a moment of silence, a moment of hushed chuckles and cracked smiles, for either of them to answer.

"Obviously," Mingi said, stroking a hand along your cheek.

"Yunho?" you asked, squeezing onto his arm.

"Yes, definitely," he sighed, rubbing his face into your neck.

"Would- can, can we maybe do it again sometime?" you asked, finally opening your eyes, met with the plump lips and perfect nose staring right at you. Mingi nodded, seeing your eyes shining open to him, running a hand through a piece of your hair and tucking it behind your ear.

"It really depends if Yunho is comfortable with that," he said, Yunho's own face and eyes opening to him.

"I'm obviously comfortable with it, we just did it today," he chuckled, looking over at his friend with an incredulous look.

"I know but it sounds like she wants this to be a more regular thing," Mingi said.

"Yeah, I agree, it sounds like that," Yunho said, their eyes locked on each other. You could only watch Mingi's from this angle; you could sense a bit of tension, but it didn't feel like anything to worry about, and you giggled at the scene unfolding in front of you.

"I just know how possessive you are dude," Mingi replied, eyebrows raised.

"Says you," Yunho joked, rolling his eyes.

"Okay I get jealous sometimes, whereas you take possessiveness very seriously," Mingi replied, cocking his head to the side a bit.

"You make me sound weird," Yunho huffed, rolling his eyes.

"No I don't, I describe you perfectly," Mingi responded, and you giggled, earning a small pinch on the waist from Yunho.

"Hey, I didn't say anything!" you squeaked, jokingly trying to wriggle from his grip; Mingi jokingly tried to help you too, only making Yunho more jokingly pissed, and soon you were all a giggling pile of bodies, Yunho ending up on top of you both and holding you in place.

"Well, how do you feel now Mingi?" Yunho asked above him, his face barely visible with the moon behind a cloud.

"Horny," Mingi answered without missing a beat, you breaking into laughter that had you slapping a hand over your mouth, not wanting to wake the others.

"What about you baby?" Yunho asked, his legs still caging you in.

"The same as him," you mumbled, pointing a finger at Mingi next to you.

"Well, I guess that settles it," Yunho responded, you both replying with sounds of confusion. "What, you both clearly want me, what else can I do?"

"Oh my god," Mingi laughed beside you, shaking his head at Yunho's arrogance, but finding it just as inticing as you do.

"So is that a yes, we can do that again?" you asked him as he settled down behind you again, the warmth of his body enveloping you.

"Yes of course, you sex monkey," he joked, and with a final elbow in the ribs the three of you laughed, yawning in turn as you came down from it, exhausting truly settling in now.

"I'm so sleepy," you whispered, pulling Mingi closer again, his arms coming to wrap around you too. He moved his head higher on the pillow, letting your forehead rest on his chest; now you were truly wrapped up, but it somehow wasn't too hot anymore, it was just right.

"Let's sleep then," Yunho said behind you, and Mingi agreed with a nod, tucking his legs up underneath you in the most comfortable position he could.

It was hard fitting the three of you on there, Yunho more squished against the wall than he had been with just the two of you, Mingi feeling slightly worried he might tip off the back and fall to the floor in the night. But the joy of the proximity was enough to override any worry or discomfort either man had; soon you were out, breathing slow deep breaths, and the two of them followed suit, your breathing lulling them under fast, the cloudy night leaving little visible light coming through the window.

***

Out by 11:00, that was the rule on your final day always, and though it wasn't really that early, it was a struggle every year to get everyone going. It was the late night before that always got you all, Wooyoung's hangovers never helping as he whined and complained about his head, doing little to help everyone with the final packing and cleaning.

You all made it though, as you did every year; Seonghwa and Hongjoong were motivating enough to make up for any stragglers, and soon you were outside in the soft sunlight, the day overcast but still warm, no chance for rain coming through. You were tired like everyone else, despite not having drank; it was really the emotions of finally leaving, the desperation to get to stay longer, the knowledge that you wouldn't be seeing your friends very much until next summer, probably.

Adult friendships were hard, and for that reason you worried for you and Yunho and Seonghwa; if somehow this whole change in dynamic started making living together hard, it would absolutely kill you. Their joint support of you, and your individual friendships with them both, meant more than the world. It was hard not to think of it as you stood outside watching Yunho pack the trunk of your car; how had so much changed in just seven days?

But you tried your best not to focus on it, giving Mingi a big hug as he got ready to head out in Wooyoung's car, offering to drive as Wooyoung's headache was so bad and Sammie had to drive her own car home. You had all considered rearranging your cars for the drive home; in the end it had been too complicated to go back on your original plan, and with time being as precious as it was, you climbed into the backseat of Yunho's car with Ari and San, the three of you squeezing in as you had on the drive up.

It took Seonghwa a little while to say goodbye to Hongjoong; you watched out the back window as they embraced, holding each other so fondly, the look on Hongjoong's face tender as they parted. You couldn't see Seonghwa's from here but you could bet what it looked like; those soft eyes and bright smile he always wore when he looked at any one of you, this amazing group of friends that had managed to stay so close as the years ticked by, not letting the pressures of adulthood pull you apart. It was pretty amazing, this group, and as you stared out the window your eyes turned a bit misty; you grabbed onto Ari next to you and pulled her into a hug, not trying to interrupt her conversation with Yunho and San but wanting to feel the closeness.

"Is Hwa coming?" Yunho asked you, turning around and looking out too.

"I think so, just give him a minute," you replied, sighing contentedly as you watched them kiss and finally part ways, Hongjoong stepping into Wooyoung's car in a flash and Seonghwa making his way over. "He's coming now," you said, Yunho smiling at you as you turned your face back around to look at him.

The car ride home was quieter than the one up; you all were tired, all on the come down emotionally, and as you and Ari leaned into each other you fully fell asleep, the highway smooth, Ari's shoulder more comfortable than you ever thought a shoulder could be.

You were woken with a start when Yunho parked at Ari's place. She was chuckling as you came to, poking gently at your cheek, her eyes fond as they peered down at your face.

"Oh shit, I fell asleep," you said, making them all laugh, blinking your eyes to try to wake up. "Let me give you one more hug," you said to her, reaching over and properly embracing, San opening the door and stepping out of the car.

"It was nice to meet you San!" you called, the boys both joining you in the sentiment.

"It was great to meet you all too, I had such a great time, thanks for letting me invade your friends trip," he said, the three of you assuring him that you loved having him there, Ari's face beaming with pride.

"I'll call you next weekend, so we can really discuss everything," she whispered to you, your lips curling up into a small smile, knowing exactly what that meant.

"Sounds good, I love you," you said.

"I love you too," she said before pulling you in for one final hug, then shuffling over out of the car. Hwa and Yunho got out to assist them with their bags, but before you knew it you were back on the road, Seonghwa choosing to sit in back with you for the final few minutes of your journey, letting you rest against him as you had been with Ari.

By the time you got home, you'd woken a bit; a good cup of tea and some soup cooked by Seonghwa helped even more, the three of you sat around your tiny kitchen table wolfing down the food, the morning not allowing for anyone to get much of a breakfast. It was peaceful finally being home, such a relief; the smell of your bed, the cream color of the walls, the strange hiss of your old tea kettle. It was like you were washed in the feeling as soon as you stepped inside; your perfect place, this little paradise you'd built with these two boys. No matter how much you'd loved the cabin you realized that this was your favorite place on earth; anywhere with the two of them and you could be happy, the dynamic perfectly balanced and safe and holy.

Once you'd finished your soup you did everyone's dishes; Yunho and Seonghwa slouched in their chairs and they chatted about the coming week, your mind drifting in so many directions. Once you'd finished you sat back down in your seat between them, Yunho moving his feet off of it as you did, scooting his chair closer to you.

"Guys, are we good?" you asked, looking between them.

"What do you mean sweetie?" Seonghwa asked you, a hand coming out to grab yours and give it a squeeze.

"Just like with everything that's changed and all..." you trailed off.

"Of course we're good, it's all good changes, isn't it?" Hwa responded, that beautiful gentle smile gracing his lips.

"Yeah, I just wanted to make sure," you said, looking between them. "You guys, of all of them, mean the most to me, you know?"

"Of course I know, I feel the same," Seonghwa said, Yunho piping up with agreement.

"Okay good," you smiled, sighing gently in total relief, moving to stand. But you wanted one more thing from both of them, as ridiculous as it was. "Group hug?" you asked as you stood, beckoning them both to stand with you.

"You're so funny," Yunho responded, but he stood just as Seonghwa did, enveloping the two of you with his shocking long arms, buring his nose in your hair and slightly tickling Seonghwa.

"How dare you," Seonghwa chided from beside you, making you laugh into them both, squeezing on for dear life. It felt like the moment you needed, the moment that reminded the three of you that you had each other, that at the end of the day you were companions through life and you'd be here, no matter what.

Soon the group hug broke, each of you pushing in your chairs and starting to make for your rooms. Yunho grabbed you, lifting you up into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. He was halfway down the hall when Seonghwa piped up behind you, a hand on his hip as he watched Yunho's back slowly disappear.

"Okay, one more thing," Seonghwa said, making Yunho stop in his tracks. "We are good, but if you ever hurt her, I will kill you, just so you know."

You all fell into laughter, yours getting lost in Yunho's chest.

[THE END]

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A/n pt 2: Y'all it's been such a ride these past months, and I truly, truly cannot believe I've actually finished this series and am posting the final part. I know I maybe shouldn't, but I can't help saying sorry for how long this took. I became so attached to this story and these characters that these last two parts were hard to write; I wanted it to be perfect, and felt such pressure (from myself) to keep upping the ante, making everything more and more exciting. I hope everyone is satisfied with this ending; I feel a sense of relief letting it out into the world and finally being done with it.

Truly thank you from the bottom of my heart if you made it this far with me; this series has completely changed my life, if I'm honest, and I owe a lot of that to the wonderful feedback I've received. Being a writer is a very solitary and confusing thing, sometimes; having people actually express their thoughts or interest in your work is an absolute dream, and through this all I have found my love for writing again, a love that I had as a child but lost for several reasons. I'm so glad to be back doing this thing I love to do, and I'm hoping I spend the rest of my life writing, in whatever ways I feel inclined.

If you'd ever left feedback I absolutely adore you, and know that I think about comments and reblogs often <333 it brings such warmth to my heart and always makes my day to see a sweet comment in my notifications. I am planning to continue writing this year a bunch, though I never have a set schedule or plans for myself. I hope to continue writing fan fiction for years to come, as well as start working on ideas I have for books. Again thank you all for the kind words, never in my life did I think I could actually make my dream of writing a book a reality, and yet here I am having written 72.3k words of a single story, the length of a short novel 😭 this series has given me such motivation and confidence, again all thanks to y'all, and I truly couldn't be more grateful.

I LOVE YOU ALL I LOVE THIS COMMUNITY I LOVE ATEEZ I LOVE YUNHO <3333333333

[lunaria-maharlika]

Pt 2. EXTRA Danny accidentally becomes the president

P2 extra: Danny becomes the president

Danny slept for ONLY a few days and when he woke up he was healed of all injury. Oh, and also, he wasn't in his room. NO, he was in a mansion, a FRUITLOOP type of mansion. A beautiful gothic inspired mansion that screamed "I AM ELEGANCE, I AM BEAUTY I AM MONEY" it was only when he one of the workers in the mansion came in did he get informed about what happened these last few days.

APPARENTLY this wasn't just a mansion, it was a WHITE HOUSE. Except it was panted like a black and green galaxy because everyone hates white now

And also he's the president.

A Fenton is either EXTREMELY SUCCESSFUL or EXTREMELY UNSUCCESSFUL.

All he wanted to keep to protect his town from the GIW. But considering that fainted he was... unsuccessful? But that slight failure did help the amity parkers decide to help themselves and finally accept him as hero so maybe not??

He was happy that they accepted him and protected him but he really wasn't expecting this at all. Why in the world did they make him president??? He didn't think they liked him that much! Also! How is he president??? Amity park is just a random town in the middle of nowhere Illinois!

Wait...what??! WHAT DO YOU MEAN AMITY IS AN INDEPENDENT COUNTRY???!! I WAS OUT FOR 3 DAYS! THEY HAVENT EVEN STARTED CLEANING UP YET HOW IN THE NAME OF THEY ANCIENTS DID WE GET DECLARED AS AN INDEPENDENT COUNTRY????!

"I see..." Danny nodded after finally calming down. "So let me get this straight..." He counted on his fingers, "You," he looks at the woman in front of him "along side other people and ghosts, and mom and dad, and fright night, and Pandora...kidnapped the us president"

She nodded.

"Took him to UN headquarters, then Bribed, blackmailed, and harrased the UN members into declaring us a country"

.she nodded.

"Then declared me as king and president of amity"

She nodded.

"You know this new development is gonna attract the league of bitches right?"

"Oh we won't have to worry about that for now, but when they do then we'll be prepared." She smiled innocently.

Danny stared at her with tired eyes as he channeled his inner amity parker, the power to say well, I guess this is happening now. He sighed "Fine, but I can't be king and president at the same time. I can be king since you're all liminal, so technically all of amity is part of the whole ghost king territory." He sighed, "but I can't be president, too much responsibility, I'm already in charge of a whole ass realm"

So now they needed a new president, preferably some uncorrupt, someone who doesn't care much about the money and will always look for ways to improve the living standard, someone kind but not a push over.

Next day it was declared that.

MADDIE AND JACK FENTON, PRESIDENTS OF AMITY.

Danny was stunned when he saw the news. Did they seriously pick the resident mad scientists as president.

Don't get him wrong, he loves his parents and know that they're awesome but can they do this???

Turns out they can.

The president Drs Fenton's first move was healthcare for Both ghosts and humans and a free class dedicated to helping yourself.

Helping yourself classes include:

How to stitch your self up

How to use fudge as a weapon

How to fight the world most dangerous villains.

How to fight the worlds strongest heroes

Etch.

They launched some programs that might seem weird at first.

Programs like:

A defence class against sentient food.

Making friends with the realms

A school for the liminal

A class for avoiding the fae.

Using the blob ghosts as construction workers.

Etch

They might be weird but the end results turned out to be pretty usefull for the amity parkers.

At some point they decided to build a wall around the countrys property. It would ensure that only the amity parkers and people with permission would be able to enter/leave the town. There would be no gate and the only way out would be trough the portal system built by the Fenton's.

Danny thought it was too much

The amity parkers thought it was perfect, they didn't want anyone in their country, this was the kings haunt, this was their home and they would die and then come back as ghosts just to protect it.

And so the wall was raised..

Amity park continued to live in harmony and peace for many years...

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A couple of years later.

Flash had come across the wall.

And of course, alerted the league of bitches.

Batman was having a headache, no matter where he looked, no matter how many government systems he hacked, there was nothing. Not a single piece of info, not a single paper trail on what could possibly be whats behind the wall, and when it was built.

But it's impossible for something that big to just appear out of nowhere.

So the JL had suggested looking over Illinois via satellite, the wall didn't have a roof so they should be able to see the inside.

"What the heck" Oracle cursed as she looked at the camera. "Hey RR, look at this"

"what is it?" Red Robin walked closer, coffee mug in hand.

"Somethings interfering, I can't get a view of the wall at all" she took a sip of her own coffee as she tried hacking. Emphasis on TRIED.

The batcomputer was covered in static, then turned black. After that it flashed gold with a Egyptian like gold simbol and a message.

"NU UH"

" Get wrecked ".

Suddenly whoever was On the other side started hacking the batcomputer.

It turned into a nearly 24 hour, (Oracle: does this hacker not sleep??) battle of trying to keep the hacker away from their bat systems.

It only stopped when the hacker sent a message.

"Nice as this little war was, im getting bored so bye (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)"

Seizing the opportunity they tried to hack in. Only to be hit with a firewall and a virus.

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Life was good, life was stressful but it was good for Danny.

He thought to himself as he walked towards the wall that kept them safe.

Appearantly the clan of glorified furrys tried hacking them last night. Unfortunately for them not only was Tucker incredibly good at hacking, his liminality also gave him less need for sleep so he just kept messing with them until they were exhausted.

But this little occurrence made Danny think a bit. Now that the GIW was gone and the Anti ecto acts were basically burned without a trace , there was no need to hide. There was never a need to isolate their little country in the first place.

The amity parkers are free come and go whenever they want, the wall isn't here to keep them in, it's to keep the outsiders out. The rich familys often go out, they can't just disappear from society after all, but the other amity parkers, they don't. They haven't left at all, claiming that it was better for them here as they probably won't be accepted. Just because the Anti ecto laws are gone doesn't change the fact that liminals and ghost aren't recognized as species, they were closer to myths than metas and the world, (especially the league of bitches) werent like them, they were terrified of change. So they stayed in amity.

The people just wanted to feel safe for a while, lay low until they're sure that no one would hurt them any more. But they're stronger now, better than before and more ...magical.

Danny stops waking and looks back at the town. Liminals, ghost, blobs, and humans with ghostly features from the ecto walked, talked and played together. He grinned so what if the world would have a hard time accepting them? The worlds opinion doesn't matter, destroying it or fleeing to another dimension was always a choice and his people aren't the type to back down from a fight.

Yeah, It was time to reintroduce Amity to the world. He flipped the switch and the walls portal gate opened to Gotham.

Now then? They had a plan, his people suggested he take the lead in the plan and they will follow.

The plan? The plan was to become a head ache for Bruce Wayne, aka the The Furry knight.

Rich fruitloop with a plan to takeover the business world style.

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Tim is stressed not only is he stressed with the whole random Illinois wall situation he's also stressing out about this random Business man that appeared out of nowhere And is competing against WE!

Okay, maybe not competing but still!! It's only been two months, TWO MONTHS since this company appeared and it was already competing for one of the richest companys in America! How?????

So he tried looking into the owner. The owner looked like about his age! Looked like a fresh 18 year old but his file says he's 25, something about slow aging that runs in the family, maybe a meta gene? But theres no way he could build a billionaire company from scratch at only 25 so hes definitely born in a rich family. Daniel Fenton, his name, a perfectly normal name. Only issue is that, THERE ARE NO BILLIONAIRE FAMILIES NAMED FENTON!.

He looked deeper, he found an interview that said he was from a country called Amity when asked where it was, he gave coordinates. Not an address, not a continent, but COORDINATES. And Guess where the coordinates led?

THE FREAKING WALL OF ILLINOIS!!!!.

This man came from the wall! Well... Most likely INSIDE the wall. But from the wall nonetheless.

So he told Bruce, and what was the best way to get a business mans attention without being suspicious?

A GALA

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[intimidating-fettuccine]

For Helen, Toby, and Jeff (separately). Their S/O does watercolor painting, and has a bad habit of putting their brush dipping cup next to the cup they're drinking out of. The creep decides to steal a sip from their S/O's drink. Would any of them end up accidentally drinking the paint water? If so, how would they react?

Thank you so much for requesting this, I love stuff like this. I am not deciding before writing who does or doesn't drink it, and instead going by vibes :p We'll have to see~

Helen:

Helen believes himself to be above making such a mistake. After all, he's done plenty of watercolor painting himself, and he knows to be careful with the various cups surrounding a painting station. So, when he gets the idea to steal a sip from your drink, he plans it out. He's been sitting there watching you from afar for quite a while now, analyzing which cup you're constantly dipping your brush into, that way he can be correct, as he always should, when he sneaks over to take a sip of your drink. Luckily, you seem to be extremely consistent in which cup you're using today, so he thinks himself in the clear when he lithely moves himself beside you, resting his hips against the table, arms crossed as he dazes down at your painting. His compliments for your work come easily, and you don't seem to have any clue about his plan. He waits a few minutes before discreetly sneaking a hand down and gripping the glass he knows your drink is in, and he can't help but smirk internally as he takes a sip, his mouth met with the sweet flavor of juice, however, he ends up wincing in horrible surprise. The sweet taste of juice becomes acrid, his mouth pulled taut in disgust as the flavor of paint overtakes the juice. A chuckle causes his eyes to flick down at you, where you're gazing at him in sympathy. You explain you'd accidentally dipped your brush into your drink, but you hadn't dumped the drink out yet and had resolved to do it after your painting was finished. Helen must be suffering from success, as they say, considering he was right, but so, so wrong about his answer. He pinches and pulls your cheeks painfully for a couple of minutes as your punishment, and makes you swear to never tell anyone else of what happened here, his cheeks flushed red at his mistake. Helen decides to still take this as a win because technically he was correct, but he narrows his eyes at you as you laugh at him for his embarrassment, a mistake on your part, and in the end, Helen isn't the only one who had to take a sip from the cup.

Toby:

Toby has played this game too many times before. You see, this isn't his first attempt, much to your chagrin. You've warned him countless times that he can just question you on which drink is the correct one, so he doesn't have to play these secret guessing games that aren't quite so secret anymore. He can't help it, he's addicted to the rush of being correct (which, generally, he is), even if you tell him it's not healthy for him to drink the paint water in the few times he's been wrong, but Toby is stubborn when he sets his mind to something, and today is no different. You shake your head at him as you go about your painting, a sigh leaving you at his antics. He sits in the corner of the art room, watching you like a hawk, doing his best to analyze which cup is which, in his attempt to not get distracted. The only problem is, that Toby doesn't have the greatest view. He likes to challenge himself, and it doesn't help him that not only are you using multiple water cups today, but he can't see which cup exactly is the juice cup because they're all smushed together, and it's hidden behind one of the water cups. Toby does his best though, and he decides he's made his decision, as he moves around the room and creeps up behind you, his hand targeting a very specific cup, but you've taken pity on him today, as his hand meets yours, covering the cup he was reaching for. He turns to look at you, and you shake your head once more, moving his hand to the correct one. He argues that he's not stealing a drink if you know he's taking it, and you argue that you both knew this was going to happen, so he can take a sip or not, but you weren't letting him drink paint today. He pouts but takes the glass regardless, and sighs in content as he tastes the delicious flavor of the juice you'd picked that day. He reasons that sometimes maybe it's better for you to help him out than suffer from a loss as he plops down beside you, your juice cup not leaving his hands anytime soon. At least he shares with you when you ask.

Jeff:

The thought crosses his mind in a fleeting fashion, one he almost chooses to ignore, but the idea does appeal to the competitive part of his brain quite easily. He looks up from his phone, his eyes tracing over where you sit in front of him, your back to him as you sit hunched over one of the art tables, your hands moving with practiced ease over the canvas before you. He hums quietly, biting his lip as he tries to decide whether it would actually be worth it, in the end, to take a sip of paint water on accident, but he decides to give it an attempt, watching you secretly from his seat as you continue to toil away over your latest piece of art. He almost forgets what he's trying to attempt in the first place, his mind spacing out as he admires you from behind, a smile blooming on his face as he rouses quietly from his seat. His skills in sneaking around come in handy as he creeps up behind you, with you none the wiser to his actions. He hoves behind you, peering over your shoulder at the painting you're working on, momentarily distracted by how impressed he is by your work, but his eyes flick back to the cups beside you as he decides how to make his move. However, a thought occurs to Jeff that didn't occur to the others; you can tell from the color of the fluid which one is correct if you just stand there for a minute and analyze it. Your drink cup is a solid color, but the water cup you're using for paint has light streaks of color from where the paint hasn't completely mixed in yet. He very confidently reaches over you to grasp at the correct cup, and he chuckles to himself as he downs about half of your juice before you notice and make a complaint, dropping your brushes and moving to get your drink back. Laughter booms out of him as he gives you the cup back, his arms wrapping around you as he praises you for your painting, his head resting on top of yours as you go back to work, a blissed out smile on his face from being able to hold you like this, having won his challenge, his head nuzzling into yours lovingly.

[livwritesstuff]

In the year of 2010, Steve and Eddie's daughters are at an age where they wanted to stay up late on Christmas Eve to “catch” Santa.

This was unfortunate for Steve and Eddie for….obvious reasons, and Eddie had honestly reached a point in the night where he stopped watching the clock (he didn’t want to know). Steve eventually had to lay down the law and make the girls go to bed, but the damage was done, and Eddie had known that even staying up hours (and hours and hours and hours) after their bedtime wouldn't stop the girls from getting up at the crack of dawn on Christmas morning.

It turned out to be before the crack of dawn, technically speaking – four-goddamn-forty-five in the morning, and one of the girls was creaking open Eddie and Steve's bedroom door (Eddie’s not sure which kid it was – he suspects Robbie, but considering he was only half-awake and running on less than five hours of sleep, it’s tough to say).

Eventually, Eddie braved the downstairs long enough to bring the girls their stockings in the hopes that it would buy him and Steve at least another thirty minutes of shut-eye – forty-five if they were lucky – but alas their daughters were neither inefficient nor quiet in the opening of their stockings, and Eddie's not sure exactly how long it took for them to start prodding them awake, but it wasn't long.

“Robbie, if you come in here one more time," Eddie says, an arm slung over his eyes to block the light coming in from the hallway, "I’m calling Santa’s direct line and telling him to come take everything back.”

Robbie scuttles right back out after hearing that, but the peace and quiet only lasts a minute or two before Eddie is hearing hushed(-ish) whispers in the hallway.

The door opens again and this time Eddie looks over and sees in the near-darkness the silhouette of Hazel.

"Oh, Christ," Eddie says, "Not you now too."

Hazel's hands grip tight on the blanket as she climbs onto the bed.

“It's Christmas today,” she says, her knees digging into Eddie’s gut as she clamors over him en route to Steve.

“Yeah?” Steve says, running a hand over Hazel’s sleep-tangled curls, "Well, Merry Christmas, sweet girl."

Touché, Robbie, Eddie thinks to himself, Tou-fucking-ché.

“They’re getting too smart for us, Ed,” Steve mutters.

“Ehhh,” Eddie replied, side-eying Steve and the way he’s snuggling Hazel all tight, “I think they’ve just rightly learned that you’re a total sucker which, I gotta say, baby, anyone could smell on you a mile away.”

Steve grumbles something in return, though he doesn’t argue the point.

Eddie and Steve exchange a few wordless looks that loosely translate to time to throw in the towel? and I’m ready if you are, and then Steve looks down at Hazel again.

“Wanna tell your sissies that it’s time for Christmas?” he asks her

“Uh-huh,” Hazel nods, and Eddie takes another knee or an elbow or something else bony to the stomach as she heads back towards the door.

"Maybe next year–" Steve says as he sits up and switches on a lamp, "–we'll be able to sleep past sunrise."

Eddie rolls his eyes.

“You love this shit, Stevie, don’t even try to pretend.”

[f1rodrigo]

the mclaren boy mystery | part two

l. norris / o. piastri

summary: in which your boyfriend is a formula one driver for team mclaren and when you finally decide it's time to start hinting to the world, the internet is confused on exactly which driver is your boyfriend. pairing: social media au || lando norris / oscar piastri x reader fc: jazmyn makenna

a/n: sorry this took a little longer than i expected! it was so fun to make though. i didn't want to say who she's actually with because i feel like it's fun for the readers to have to figure that out too! so please share any guesses you have lol i'm interested to see what people think the outcome will be. hope you enjoy and thank you sm for reading<3

part one | part three

sweet relief series | valentine's day drabble

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yourusername happy birthday to my favorite brother, i love you and am so grateful to know i have someone in my life who looks after me like you do<3 here's my fav pics of us of course they're all racing related lol, our first love

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yourbrother "my favorite brother"... As far as I know I am your only brother 😐

⤷ yourusername 🥱🥱🥱🥱 technicalities

yourbrother Thank you least favorite sister, miss those days. Have to get back out on the karting track, been too long since I've beaten you

⤷ yourusername been too long since you've been beaten, you mean?

⤷ yourbrother Yeah, yeah we'll let the track times speak for themselves

⤷ user1 ok but we have to admit the brother sister banter is kind of adorable

⤷ user2 no bc she seems so sweet 😭

user3 nah because what is max verstappen doing in this girls likes now????

⤷ user4 and the plot thickens 😯

user5 she saw everyone calling her a fake f1 fan and said take a look at this

user6 yn hater club how you guys feeling right about now

⤷ user7 🤡🤡🤡🤡

user8 honestly kind of hope she's dating one of them

⤷ user9 yall switch up so fast please 😭😭

user10 seriously..... you HAD to only post f1 related photos lmfao so totally pandering to the landoscar fans

user11 f1 school of wags next graduate

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landonorris DOUBLE PODIUM!!!!!!!! couldn't have asked for a better race, congrats @/oscarpiastri and a huge thanks as always to @/mclaren 🧡

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user1 I SAY THATS MY BABY AND IM SO PROUD 😭

user2 mclaren double podium... oh i used to pray for times like these

user3 oscar piastri you are insane omfg

user4 MY POOKIES LOOK AT THEM !!!!!!!!! 🫂

user5 save me landoscar SAVE ME

yourusername jumping up and down screaming and crying losing my mind

⤷ landonorris you should probably get that checked out....

⤷ user6 THATS IT, ITS YN AND LANDO IM CALLING IT

⤷ user7 nah nah nah this is so giving gf of the bestie banter

⤷ user8 agreed hopping on the oscaryn train 💪🏻

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yourusername qatar gp smiles <3 practice timeeee

📸 @/kellypiquet

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kellypiquet so beautiful

⤷ yourusername all you

landonorris eye spy a mclaren car down there?

⤷ yourusername ? i just see a tractor

⤷ landonorris not funny. 😐

⤷ yourusername i certainly laughed

⤷ oscarpiastri same actually

⤷ user1 i dont know how much longer i can take this

⤷ user2 GUYSSSS i am telling you its so oscaryn

⤷ user3 WHAT literally look at the Proof its so landoyn 🥱

⤷ user4 i am giggling we're literally in a shipwar

user5 she's so pretty i'm sorry guys i love her 😵‍💫

⤷ user6 well yes!

user7 patiently waiting for one of the mcl boys to main feed post her then we know for sure ‼️

⤷ user8 at this rate it still won't clear anything up

lilymhe miss u beautiful

⤷ yourusername omg i miss u more ms lily

⤷ user9 she has The wag stamp of approval WE MOVE!

user10 theres four e's at the end of 'time'....... landos number is 4 i've got it guys 😃😃

⤷ user11 seek medical attention STAT

⤷ user12 bro thinks this is a taylor swift album release

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yourusername oscar piastri sprint race winner AND mclaren double podium, better start calling me the good luck charm

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user1 nah bc you're onto something.....

user2 she can't be serious 😐

⤷ user3 well no shit it's just an instagram caption

user4 i cannot be the only one who finds the caption extremely weird

⤷ user5 nah i'm with you i've never liked her 🙄

⤷ user6 its just so odd like forcing yourself into the mclaren narrative completely taking away from the boys achievements writing it off as your own doing...

⤷ user7 omfg yall are so dramatic just say you're jealous they're not dating you lmfao

⤷ user8 no fr because it is not that serious it's clearly a joke like she loves them cmon now

mclaren BRB getting your paddock passes for the duration of the season

⤷ yourusername i'm giggling, i love you guys 😙

⤷ user9 see mclaren is fine with it so yall should be too

⤷ user10 now i'm going to need all the haters to sit DOWN and shut the fuck UP

oscarpiastri wait can you send me that picture

⤷ yourusername i literally did already but okay

⤷ oscarpiastri ok could do with less attitude

⤷ yourusername you have not seen real attitude piastri

⤷ oscarpiastri 😧

⤷ user11 i think this just converted me to team oscar

⤷ user12 nah this is literally landoyn confirmation

landonorris 🍀

⤷ user13 i am picking up what he's putting down

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sweet relief series | valentine's day drabble

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@landoscar-f1 , @urfavnoirette , @imsiriuslyreal

[johanna-swann]

Am I the only one really pissed Tommy will probably not be in 8x18, not because of the ship, but because of the story line? I think the chances of Tommy being in season 9 are still fairly good, we might still get Bucktommy back, but it'll feel like too little too late for me because it just doesn't make sense.

They keep putting the Bucktommy plot on ice like time passes differently for them, like it doesn't matter that weeks or months pass between their interactions. "We can take care of that later, it won't turn bad in the freezer, right?"

First they didn't show us anything relevant about their relationship after 7x06. They flirted a little at the medal ceremony and had dinner in 7x10, that was it. They only really put him in one episode of 8a before the break-up and it was kinda cute, but again we didn't find out much about their relationship. We barely got the confirmation that they are indeed boyfriends and then the next episode the Bucktommy plot was suddenly over - or so we were lead to believe.

Even then Minear could've said something like: "This is going to continue to affect Buck and we will see this thread continue after the midseason hiatus." Instead we got: "Well, it isn't impossible that we'll see Tommy again, he is a character in that universe and a firefighter at that, so they could technically run into each other at work." The first one sounds like: "At least for Buck this story line isn't over, but that doesn't mean we'll see Tommy again soon." The second one sound a lot like: "The story line is pretty much over, we haven't really thought about it much."

Tommy does reappear though about 5-6 months later (in universe). And okay, Tommy initiated the break-up and probably thought Buck wouldn't want to hear from him after that, Buck likely assumed Tommy was sure about the break-up and reaching out wouldn't change anything. Also the show was on hiatus, so they get a pass for this one. But then we get confirmation that they still have feelings for each other and we get confirmation that Buck wants to reach out and apologise.

And then they put the Bucktommy plot on ice again for 3 episodes and (in universe) another month or longer go by and they don't even mention Tommy in the meantime. How does that make sense. Are we supposed to believe that Buck just forgot to reach out to Tommy? They even bothered to confirm in an interview that this doesn't happen off screen. Otherwise we could at least assume that Buck reached out, but Tommy didn't answer because he was still hurt or something like that.

Side note and this is something I noticed very early on in season 7: Either Tommy is in the episode or he ceases to exist. He is barely ever mentioned by anyone, even Buck. Bobby brings him up once in 7x09 and Buck says how he misses Tommy in the two episodes right after the break-up and that's it. There are ways to make characters appear more present than they are by having the other characters talk about them. They never did that with Tommy. Nobody except Bobby ever asks about their relationship or Tommy individually even though Eddie, Hen and Chimney are all friends with Tommy as well. It's strange.

Anyway, then Tommy does come back for the helicopter chase in 8x15, but this doesn't move the Bucktommy plot anywhere at all. They have that very short maybe flirty interaction in the helicopter which sort of indicates that they still have feelings for each other, but the show already told us as much in 8x11.

Since then we haven't seen Buck and Tommy interact and fair enough, we had a main character death. Maybe the romance plot doesn't take priority right now. But are you honestly telling me that Tommy once again came when Buck called, confirmed Buck still matters to him and then witnesses how Buck completely breaks down over Bobby's death and then Tommy just doesn't talk to Buck till September? Buck at some point will start to move on from Bobby's death, will think about the other things in his life and he doesn't check in with Tommy? Even though he's been meaning to talk to him and Tommy also lost Bobby?

Fuck still having a shot at Bucktommy canon (2.0), I want their story line well written. I want their time line to make sense. Them actually going canon again is very low on my list of priorities tbh.