#with a 100% satisfaction rate. i am satisfied

[bogkeep]

the very image of devotion

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Hear me out!

Sam’s killer side is more dormant and her bloodlust is out of control and she’s feeling the overwhelming need to kill someone. By this point, she’d stopped trying to fight it. Reader is a friend/girlfriend who knows enough about Sam and her urges to offer her a substitute; letting her fuck you stupid. As kinky as you can think of with sprinkles of blood play, knife play, heavy degradation and praise. Sam 100% has a strap, she just does and loooooves to make her choke on it. You didn’t really believe Sam would hurt anyone and you’d never seen her kill anybody first hand before but by the time she was finished with you, you knew that she was far more than capable and the thought of that was nothing short of a turn on.

Oh, Anon. You were the first person to submit for the Ghostface Sam fic prompts, and you nailed it in one. So here we are! My first Sam Carpenter fic! And the first fic of the new year! Let's get into it, I hope this is dirty enough for you!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 3.8K. Ghostface! Sam Carpenter X FEM! AFAB! Reader. She/Her Pronouns. Warnings: Blood. Mentions Of Murder. Begging. Oral Sex. Cunnilingus. Face Sitting. Cum Eating. Strap On Sex. Spanking. Knife Play. Blood Play. Knife Used As A Makeshift Sex Toy. Multiple Orgasms. Squirting. Praise. Degradation. Dirty Talk. Rough Sex. Sam Is Mean. You Love It. Edging. Mild Orgasm Denial. Asking For Permission.

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"Make It Hurt."

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The itch is becoming completely unbearable. How is she meant to cope with this? Nothing is able to keep her mind off the intense want to maim and destroy. 

She should be happy. Her last spree went so well, she got away scott-fucking-free, everyone views her as the helpless survivor of an attack when in reality she did it and framed the real victims. It’s been months, far too long, and she is feeling the urges bubbling up inside of her once again. She can’t go around killing without some sort of plan, it’s just asking to get caught and if she ends up in jail then she’ll never get to again. A complete nightmare, and one she wants to do everything possible to prevent. 

It is to the point she is having trouble sleeping. Other hobbies are dull and lifeless, she has low motivation, food is bland, her mind is just consumed with thoughts of running through warm bodies with cold steel, of slicing, cutting, draining every single last drop of blood from a person. She needs to plan appropriately so she can hopefully satisfy her bloodlust, but she’s waited too long, the planning stage isn’t working as it normally is, it’s not fun, it’s frustrating her even further. She doesn’t want to plot, she just wants satisfaction now, she wants to feel the hot spray of blood hitting her face, soaking into her clothes, she isn’t able to pull the creative resources she needs from herself to do what the job would require, the well is dry. 

You wake up to find her side of the bed empty and long gone cold, rolling over your check your phone, it’s past 3 AM. You groan and sit up, why isn’t she in bed? Furthermore, you’d insisted she get some sleep with you tonight, she’d been up late a lot this week, and you could see how restless and antsy she was getting, irritable and unable to keep her mood even. You get out of bed, pausing to get your robe off the hook on the back of the door, you pull it on and tie up the belt at your waist as you leave to go find her. 

Sam is unable to sleep, she’s in the living room in the dark, a favoured gore fest of a horror movie on the TV and her favourite knife in her hand. She has her feet up, one hand is playing with a lock of her hair curling it around her finger, winding and unwinding it over and over, the opposite hand occupied with flipping the knife, a casual but impressive trick, the flick of her wrist practised, natural, complete muscle memory. She is still dressed in what she wore to bed, braless in the well fitting and tight white t-shirt, cotton dove grey shorts that creep high up her thighs. You lean against the wall and watch her for a moment. 

You know what this is, you can see it in her body language, the tension is radiating off of her. She is unfulfilled, she is craving to hurt, she wants to kill, enact things she is watching on the screen, the desire to spill blood is overtaking her. She is smart, calculating, she knows that now is not the right time, but that doesn’t change the frustration she feels. You wish she could do what she really wanted to, but you know just as well as her it’s a bad fucking idea. 

You knock quietly on the wall, and it makes her react immediately, sitting up, even more tense, she stops flipping the knife, gripping the handle, her head turns and upon seeing you she relaxes slightly. She slumps back into her original position, still holding the knife, she says quietly, “Hey.”

You walk over, returning her greeting, “Hey yourself.” Taking the seat next to her, you look over to her, a hand rests on her thigh, and you ask, “You okay?” 

“Can’t sleep.” She sighs, and you laugh lightly, your hand squeezes her thigh, “Yeah, I can see that.” 

“Sorry, I know you hate waking up alone I just, I couldn’t keep lying in bed awake-” Her dark brown eyes meet your gaze, and you lean closer, shushing her, “Stop that, you’ve got a lot on your mind right now clearly, stop worrying so much about me.” 

You are much more concerned about her than yourself, you adjust, one knee on the couch, you lean over further, one hand still firmly on her thigh and the other on the backrest of the couch. “I know what’s up with you-” 

A dip of your head, your lips brush hers, a small peck before you pull back, continuing your thought, “-all pent-up, like you are locked in a cage, unable to do what you really want.” 

She leans up, steals a kiss, and you indulge her momentarily before breaking it again, “We both know you can’t, not till you relieve some of this stress, so…”

Your hand leaves her thigh, fingers curl around her wrist and pulling up her hand, you have her slip her fingers through the opening of your robe over your chest, let her get a handful of you, arching closer into her touch you offer yourself up, “Take it all out on me.” 

Her breath hitches, she doesn’t pull away, in fact her touch gets bolder, greedier, feeling you up, your lips barely an inch apart as she responds, “Baby, I can’t do that, I’ll hurt you-”

“I want you to hurt me. You need to draw blood to feel better? Why not mine?” Your hand is off her wrist, instead it latches onto her hand, the one holding the knife. Your head moves, gives some more breathing room, you hold the blade to your own thigh, exposed between the folds of your robe, the one you are kneeling on. You press, drag the unyielding silver over flesh, and you gasp from the jolt of pain, both of you watch as the skin splits and crimson begins to drip. Her resolve is splintering, you whimper out, “Please Sam?”

Those two words, that plea, begging, unlocks something in her. Makes some part of her snap, the last vestiges of self-control are abandoned in short order. 

She practically drags you back to the bedroom. 

You think at first she is going to have you on the bed, toss you onto the comforter and plush sheets, no that is apparently too good for you when she is in the mood, and you know that because she tells you as much. She pushes you down onto the dark hardwood floor, your eyes are questioning, which leads her to tell you, “C’mon sweetheart, you told me you wanted it to hurt, and I’m going to give you just what you asked for.” 

She’s standing over you, passing the knife from hand to hand, sadistic smile playing on her lips and as she stares down at you, her look tattles on her thoughts, she's considering what to do with you, playing around mentally with just what she wants to do to you first. You watch as she starts to take her shorts off, knife still in one hand, she drops the fabric onto the floor and then next she is removing that all lace black panties she had on underneath, and you are already salivating at the view of her. 

Your eyes are locked between her legs, you love every single part of her, but you’d be a filthy fucking liar if you couldn’t be honest about how much you adored her bare like this. You roam, from the well maintained patch of black hair to her prominent clitoral hood and the plump lips you could suck and toy with for hours. 

You get your wish, she knows you well and what you are craving. She moves, standing over you and then lowers herself down, her knees on either side of your head as she straddles your face. Hands move on instinct, you reach up and grip her hips, moaning against her as soon as the flavour of her hits your tongue. Swiping up through her folds, getting a better taste before passing over her clit, you hum indulgently and repeat the motion. Over and over, taking care to spend more time focusing on that most sensitive part of her. She is moving her hips, grinding herself down on your lips and tongue, with a deep moan, “Fuck, you are the best little cunt eater around.” 

You preen under her praise, it makes you work harder to please her, sucking deeply, eyes falling closed with another hum that makes her body buck on top of you. She is loving this, riding your pretty face, and you love it too, the taste of her, getting her wetter and wetter, listening to her moans and feeling her thighs clenching around your head. It is bliss, it is your purpose, to be used for her pleasure and enjoyment, nothing is better. 

She reaches back and her fingers press on the cut on your thigh, the blood had slowed significantly and the rush of pain makes you moan louder against her. “What a pain slut you are. I bet if it touched you that you’d be fucking soaked.” 

You know that to be true, your thighs rub together, and you feel the wetness staining them, you want some attention for yourself, but you want to keep pleasing her much, much more. You forget your own leaking cunt and choose to continue focusing on her instead. 

She rolls her body again, her wetness is all over your face, it had started to run down your chin, you feel it on your neck. Your fingers squeeze her hips, and you continue to eat her out, you knew you were affecting her, her dirty talk is becoming more fractured, moaning much more. “God yeah-ugh-there you go, jus-just like that, ohhh, suck that fucking clit like you mean it.” 

Her body starts to react in that way that you know all too well, tensing, breath coming in shorter gasps. She hadn’t even been riding your face for that long, but you were exceptionally skilled at this, had more than enough practice and knew how to get her off quickly, adept at giving her powerful orgasms with nothing more than your mouth. Knowing much better than to stop now, you keep going, unrelenting, feverish, you continue your current action, having pulled her clit into your mouth, tongue flicking over it while it is encased in the wet heat of you and in less than a minute more you are rewarded with her cumming on your face. You never grew tired of this, of her shuddering on top of you through her release, the minute movements as she wrung out every bit of sensation she could, the near guttural moan of your name that would pass through her lips. 

It made you leak more, clench around nothing, long to feel the same.

Her body becomes still, but her breathing is still erratic, she raises up on her knees a little to give you some breathing room. You are staring up at her, you watch with rapt interest as she removes her shirt and tosses it, leaving her totally naked still on top of you. She is looking back down at you, a half smile playing on her features, one that is dangerous. She sets the knife down on the floor, and you know better than to even think about going for it. After a moment more to recover, she is getting up, ordering you firmly to, “Stay.”

You do as you are told. Laying there on the floor as you watch her move, she steps over you and out of your line of sight, you don’t even dare to turn your head to follow where she goes. You hear the opening of some drawers, you know what she is after. You hear her speak from somewhere behind you, “Strip.” 

Hands scramble, rushing to comply, you take your robe off and toss it into the far corner of the room, leaving you totally bare. Sam insists you sleep naked, much prefers having you open and exposed, something you do not mind at all and do for her willingly. The floor feels hard and cool against your back, you have no real time to rest, you hear her footsteps coming close again and then there are fingers in your hair, they twine and twist, she pulls, tugging hard, “On your knees' whore, now”

You suck in a harsh inhale through your teeth, the sharp stab of pain radiating down the base of your skull, and you do as asked, getting up onto your knees, her firm hand guiding you. She’s back in your field of vision now, and she’s gotten her favourite toy to use with you, her strapless strap on. 

It is dark purple and looks striking, totally stunning against her skin, it’s long and thick as it sits heavy between her legs, jutting outwards, it’s ribbed and whenever she has you it fills you up beautifully, hits all the best spots. In short, it makes you into a totally blissed out well fucked mess whenever she fucks you with it. With no straps, the way it is secured is with a curved and rather bulbous end that she inserts into herself, gives her something to clench on and when she gets into a good rhythm with fucking you it presses over and over into her g-spot. Further still, the toy contours and curves with her body, a textured pad right behind the shaft that pushes against her clit, giving her a completely perfect way to stimulate herself with ease while she is fucking you, every thrust in and pull out, hitting her both externally and internally. 

You knew this next part very well. You needed to prep her strap for you to take it, you were soaked, totally dripping, but with how rough she was every bit helped. She pulls you near, and you move willingly, mouth opens, and with her other hand on the base of the toy she guides it between your lips. Cool silicone passes over your tongue as you close around it, you bob your head down, taking about half of the toy before pulling back, keeping just the tip between your lips. You loved when she made you blow her, she keeps pulling on your hair, guiding you, making you slide up and down her shaft, coating it in spit as you suck it. “You are so perfect, you know that? Just as cock hungry, right?”

You nod, eyes looking up at her as you work, focusing on blowing her and putting on a good show, but more than that too, when she makes you take it deeper? A hand on the back of your head, forcing you to take it as deep as you could, you choke and gag, when it hits the back of your throat she moans, you know this part feels the best. Whenever the tip of that dildo hits on something more solid, it provides a delectable jolt of pleasure for her. Both her hands are in your hair too, tugging and pulling, leading you to suck, drool is running down, drops landing on your own chest as she picks up the pace, moving her hips, fucking your face. 

You gag so hard you start to tear up, “Pretty, pretty girl, you look best with tears all over that face.”  You loved how she spoke to you, the mix she strikes of praise and degradation, of warmth and filth, it makes your blood sing. 

When you gag again, a bit too hard, that kind of gag that makes your pace falter and the tears finally start to fall she clucks her tongue disapprovingly, “Are you even trying?”

You nod and Sam urges, “Show me then. Prove me wrong.” There is a light slap to your cheek that makes you inhale sharply though your nose and work harder. You want to please her, you do the tricks you know, you try to get a handle on your breathing, you squeeze your thumbs in your fists to help tame your gag reflex, and you push yourself. When she is moaning in that particular pitch, you know you are doing well. 

You are doing so well in fact that she pulls the spit soaked shaft from your mouth, and she pushes you down, “Face down ass up.”

Your face is put down right there, into the mess that has collected, drips of spit and her arousal staining the wood, and your cheek is put into it, and you don’t fight it. She gets behind you, a rough slap to your ass that makes you groan, she loves how it sounds so she lays down a few more as she gets on her own knees. 

“You are leaking everywhere oh my God-” She laughs, but there is no malice in it, she spanks you again, the pain is slight but strong, burning, you take it just as she wants you to and then all of a sudden hurt gives way to ecstasy. She slid inside of you with no issue, complete ease, because just as she said you are drenched. How could you not be, after all the build up and what she said to you? How she treated you. Her hips are flush with your ass, she is completely inside of you, and she moans, grinding herself against you, and you moan too, after inhaling you finally push out that sound showing how good it felt. 

She pulls out halfway before slamming back into you to the hilt, the sensation rockets up your spine, the force of her thrust makes your body move, your cheek drags through the mess it is resting in and you moan. “Awe, you like that?”

You nod weakly, inhaling shakily, and the end breaks off into another choked off sob, “Course you do. You are so nasty, getting fucked face down in a puddle of drool.” She starts an even and steady pace, her hips slamming into yours, the sound of skin on skin filling the space of your shared bedroom. 

“Depraved, disgusting-” She changes the angle, brushes that place inside you that makes your nails bite into the wood below you and cry out, “Right there!”

Another hit to your ass so hard that you yelp, she degrades you further, “I know where it is. You are stupidly easy to please, then again, all bitches like you are.” 

“Sam, oh my God-” You gasp, and she laughs, “Sam, oh my Godddd-” she taunts, parroting back what you said, letting you really hear how needy and pathetic you are. 

“Aren’t you even a little embarrassed?” She asks, and you moan out, “Noo-ooohhhh-” 

“Course you aren’t, you’ve got entirely no shame.” She muses, her breathing is picking up as she is slamming into you, knowing she has found a particularly good rhythm that is working for her just as well. You are so consumed with everything she is doing to you that you don’t hear the sound of metal scraping, you don’t register her picking up the knife. 

You feel it. 

She cuts, desperate to harm and see more blood. The cuts are quick, light, surface level and each one is punctuated with another brutal thrust into you. One over your hip, outer thigh, the curve of your breast, you sob from each cut, hiccuping and wet and moan, deep and long from each hit of the head of her false cock on that swollen spot inside of you. The blood pours, it joins the mess on the floor, she presses her fingers to the wounds, causes more pain, you clench around her, she holds pace, but it gets messier, sloppier, she’s going to cum and you are so fucking close. 

You are a pain slut, but the bright bursts of hurt are keeping you on the opposite side of the edge, she can tell, you are struggling, crying, desperate, “Awe, you havin’ trouble cumming baby?”

“Ye-yes!” You whine, she tsk’s, “Need some help?”

“Puh-lease?!” You don’t give a shit how pathetic you sound any longer, all you know is the intense and all consuming need to cum already. You are dripping down your thighs, totally frustrated and keyed up, you feel like if you don’t cum soon you might die, it’s hard to breathe, as if you are drowning, choking on sensation itself. 

“Okay, I’ll help you, sweet thing.” You feel her move, her tits press into your back, her arms loop around you, one around your middle, over your waist and the other hand, the one still holding the knife is between your legs. The smooth and rounded end of the knife is dragged over the fresh cut on your thigh, it hurts, you yelp again, she catches the mess of blood, and then it is pressed to you. She used the blood for lube, the end of the knife was being pressed to your straining clit, she moves it in tight circles in time with her thrusts and having both spots abused inside and out has you falling apart in less than ten more thrusts. 

You don’t forget yourself, still, before you do tip over, you are good, you ask, “Sa-Sam, close, please? Fuck, fuck, please?!” It spills out in a rushed babble, breathless, she is panting too, and you can tell by the tone of voice in her reply she is near her end too, “Fuck yeah, good girl do it, you’ve earned it-”

That’s more than you need for it to happen. You cum so hard, you make a mess, moaning incoherently and loud enough you are positive you will get a noise complaint, thighs feeling like they will give out, shaking, sweaty, bloody, cunt spasming around her shaft still driving in and out of you as you squirt onto the floor. 

She loves when she makes you squirt, she is fucking you through your complete high, the mess is on her too, running down her toy and over her own slit, down her thighs, and it is enough to make her reach her end too. Your name stains her tongue as she peaks and holds deep, she grinds through the aftershocks of your orgasm, your body feels heavy and weak, the only thing holding her up is you. She doesn’t relent, over stimulation starts to set in, and you beg, “Stop, fuck-”

She drops the knife onto the floor, and you breathe a sigh of relief. Her hips have completely stopped, she is just sitting inside of you. Both of you are catching your breath, you ask, “Feeling better?”

“It’s a start.” She hums, and you laugh lightly, eyes falling closed, she slowly pulls out, and you wince slightly, feeling fucked out and sore in the best way, “Don’t get too comfortable, you have to clean me up still.” 

You knew she meant not only the end that was just inside you, but the one that was still resting snugly inside of her. 

[galaxymagick]

VIXX January issue of @Star1 | cr. 비뮤

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The return of concept idol, VIXX

This is the comeback we have been waiting for. Group VIXX broke a four-year gap and announced the brilliant return of the original concept idol through their new album . Even in the absence of leader N, there is no room for feeling empty on stage. The three members filled the stage with their bright eyes and restrained choreography, making women around the world fall in love with their mature and sexy charms. Upon their comeback, VIXX swept the top charts not only domestically but also overseas, including in Hong Kong, Thailand, and Russia, proving that they are still alive and well by showing off their remaining global power. VIXX has garnered the response that they are ‘irreplaceable idols’ with their more complete stage and musicality, and the growth story they will write continues.

You made a comeback after 4 years and 2 months. I’m curious about how you feel about meeting Starlight after a long time through this album promotion and single concert.

Ken: It's been a while since I stood on stage as a member of VIXX, and although it was difficult, I was really happy and had fun. I learned a lot while working with the members. We were originally close, but I feel like we have become closer together through this activity. Hyuk: It was an activity for which I was grateful for everything. Now that I have warmly filled the end of the year with my people, I plan to run with more strength and energy in 2024.

I think there must have been a lot of pressure because you were working as a six-member group and had to fill the stage with three people.

Leo_ I felt a lot of pressure because I was making a comeback after several years and I was standing on stage under the name of VIXX. But as the weight was so great, I was overwhelmed and happy. Just being able to perform on stage with the members for the first time in a long time is something I am thankful for. Ken: While practicing, the three of us tried to be very greedy with each other. Since the three of us had to fill in the work that six of us had done, I think we pushed ourselves to practice to fill the empty space. All the members put in a lot of effort, but in the end, I'm satisfied because they showed a well-filled stage. Hyuk: It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel any pressure. However, because the members had considerable abilities, I was confident that they would be able to show something new than before. I think we approached this album with a slightly challenging mindset in order to show a new stage.

If you were to rate your satisfaction with the results of this album, what score would you give it?

Leo 94 points. The reason I subtracted 4 points is that Hak-yeon expressed his regret that he was unable to be with us this time. Ken_I’ll give it 75 points. When the entire VIXX group gets a perfect score of 100, each person is responsible for 25 points, so we excluded the 25 points that belonged to Hak-yeon, who could not be together this time. Hyuk_I would like to give 80 points. When I think back to when I was in school, when I got 80 points, it was neither too much nor too much of a disappointment. I am satisfied with this album, but 80 points seems to be a stable score in the sense that I will improve and work harder next time.

Since you came together as a group after such a long time, were there any new aspects you learned or areas where you felt you grew while working on the album?

Leo_ Jaehwan and I especially felt that Hyuk's vocals have grown surprisingly. Also, Hyuk helped me a lot so that I could work on the album with good people this time. I think we were able to complete this album with such good connections because all of the members worked hard. Ken_I originally knew that the members had cool looks, but this time I was a bit surprised. While filming the album, I truly felt, ‘Our team is so cool and attractive that the fans love it.’ Even when recording, I was constantly impressed by how good the tone was. Hyuk_I thought I had improved a lot, but when I tried it with my brothers, I thought, ‘I still have a long way to go.’ I felt reassured and proud of the fact that we were on the same team.

Now that you have become a senior in the idol world, I would like to hear what you think of your first music show activity in a long time.

Leo_This time, my activities overlap with Park Jin-young and Golden Girls teachers, so I’m cautious about daring to call him a senior (laughter). The atmosphere really changed a lot. A challenge culture emerged. They said they were filming the challenge here and there, and it was really interesting because it was a culture that didn't exist when we were at the peak of our activities.

There are already 5th generation idols coming out. As a member of the 2.5 generation, how do you feel when you look at younger groups these days?

Leo_Obviously the 2.5 generation was the new generation, but time has passed so quickly (laughter). Regardless of your generation, just debuting as an idol and surviving in this field is truly an amazing thing. There may be some environmental improvements compared to the past, but there are probably also difficulties unique to the current generation. Even though being an idol isn't an easy job, I think it's truly worthy of applause that everyone is working so hard in their respective positions. While watching the junior groups, I think a lot about the early days of VIXX's debut. Ken_There are a lot of teams that debuted around the same time as us but are now gone. I hope groups debuting these days don't have to go through that. There are more opportunities than before, such as novel network services, YouTube, and challenges. I hope to actively utilize those things and survive without giving up until the end. Hyuk_When I look at groups that have just debuted, I often see cases where they focus on other things and end up missing something important. I hope you have fun doing the things you want to do so that you don't end up failing to do something important by following the standards set by others.

Was there any most memorable reaction or comment during this comeback?

Leo_The most memorable reaction was ‘Even if you don’t want to be like VIXX, you are still like VIXX’ and ‘Of course, there is no group that can replace VIXX.’ I am truly grateful that there are fans who love and acknowledge VIXX this much. Ken: I really liked the comment that said ‘VIXX tore it up’ (laughs). The expression that I tore up the stage was very funny and a huge compliment, so it gave me a lot of strength. Hyuk_I feel touched when I see reactions that recognize our sincerity. No matter the outcome, just seeing how sincere we were on stage gave us great strength.

When they debuted, they were all in their teens and twenties, but except for the youngest Hyuk, they are well over thirty. When you stood on stage, were there any differences from when you were in your 20s?

Leo_ Actually, I tend not to think about my age much. Although I'm more tired than before, I don't think there's much difference from when I was in my 20s. Ken: I think VIXX’s heyday is just beginning. There is a saying, ‘Men start at 30’. All of the members seem to have matured in some way compared to when they were in their 20s and have definitely become more manly. I feel good now because I feel like I have matured both externally and internally. Hyuk_age is a weapon, so I'm not physically good. Hahaha.

Now, you and the members seem to be as close to each other as family. What kind of meaning are you to each other?

Leo_Now we know what the condition is like just by looking at the air. Just from the energy of that space, I can tell that ‘there’s something that someone doesn’t like right now.’ That means they know each other very well. Even if you don't say anything, he senses it quickly and tells you the situation for you. It's very reassuring and gives you a lot of help. Ken_I recognize it from the moment we meet and say hello. When we greet each other, I feel, ‘How are our members doing?’ I didn't know about this before and honestly didn't pay much attention to it. But we've been together for almost 12 years. As we spent a long time together, there were things I learned without even realizing it. Hyuk: While doing this job, there were many moments when I wanted to give up or run away. It was thanks to my brothers that I was able to calm myself down every time. When I see my brothers by my side always giving me strength and doing their best, I become more determined and fight harder.

It's already been 12 years since I've been with Starlight, and I think it's very meaningful to grow older with the fans.

Leo_It's already been 12 years since we debuted, so our fans in their 20s and 30s have been with us for half their lives. There are quite a few people who are married. I am once again grateful that we have been together for such a long time, but at the same time, I feel like I need to take on more responsibility. I want to continue to be remembered as a great singer in their lives. I think what we have to do is continue to be by our fans’ side in a great way. Ken_I tend to remember fans’ faces well. So, whenever I have a chance to be with my fans, I feel both happy and sad at the same time. I'm really happy and thankful when I see new fans or fans I've seen for a long time, but on the other hand, I also feel like I keep waiting for the fans who couldn't come. I probably couldn't come because of the situation, but I'm worried that he might be sick and I feel a little sad. Hyuk_When I meet old fans, the memories we have made together come back to me like a panorama. When I look at them and talk to them, there are times when I feel like I'm back in time. These are people who are a very big part of my life.

I also want to hear your plans for individual activities other than the entire group. Leo_There are some things I'm working on right now. I think I'll be able to show them one by one soon. I'll give you some good news soon, so look forward to it. Ken: I have been cast in the role of Phoebus in the musical , so I plan to prepare diligently for the time being. I also want to pursue solo album activities. I want to release projects with my name like Monthly Yoon Jong Shin. Hyuk_Thankfully, I was recently able to appear on a music program broadcast in Indonesia on behalf of a K-pop singer. We plan to produce the stage for a famous Indonesian artist. I think this will be an opportunity to promote VIXX to the world, so I hope our Bits will also look at it kindly.

컨셉돌의 귀환, 빅스

기다리고 기다리던 컴백이다. 그룹 빅스가 4년의 공백을 깨고 신보 <CONTINUUM>을 통해 원조 컨셉돌의 화려한 귀환을 알렸다. 리더 엔이 부재한 상황 속에서도 이들의 무대에 허전함을 느낄 틈 따위는 없다. 세 멤버는 농익은 눈빛과 절제된 칼군무로 무대를 꽉 채우며 전세계 여심을 으른 섹시' 매력에 푹 빠지게 했다. 컴백과 동시에 국내는 물론 홍콩, 태국, 러시아 등 해외 차트 상위권을 휩쓴 빅스는 여전한 글로벌 파워를 과시하며 건재함을 증명했다. 더 완성도 높아진 무대와 음악성으로 '대체불가 아이돌'이라는 반응을 이끌어낸 빅스, 이들이 써내려갈 성장 스토리는 계속된다.

인터뷰 황연도

4년 2개월 만에 컴백을 했죠. 이번 앨범 활동과 단콘을 통해 오랜만에 별빛들을 만난 소감이 궁금해요.

켄_빅스로서 오랜만에 무대에 섰는데, 힘들기도 했지만 정말 행복했고 재밌었어요. 멤버들과 함께하면서 배운 게 참 많아요. 원래도 친했지만 이번 활동을 통해 서로 더 돈독해진 느낌이에요. 혁_모든 게 감사했던 활동이었어요. 내 사람들과 함께 연말을 따뜻하게 채웠으니, 2024년은 더 힘차고 에너지 넘치게 달려보려고 해요.

6인조로 활동하다가 셋이서 무대를 채워야 해서 부담감도 상당했을 것 같아요.

레오_몇 년 만에 컴백하는 거기도 하고, 빅스의 이름을 걸고 무대에 서는 거라 중압감이 컸어요. 근데 무게감이 큰 만큼이나 벅차고 기뻤어요. 멤버들과 오랜만에 함께 무대를 할 수 있다는 것만으로도 감사한 일이니까요. 켄_셋이 연습하면서 서로 욕심을 많이 내려 했어요. 여섯 명이서 하던 걸 셋이서 채워야 하다 보니 빈자리를 채우기 위해 연습량으로 밀어붙였던 거 같아요. 멤버들 다 노력을 많이 했는데, 결과적으로는 잘 채워진 무대를 보여드린 거 같아서 만족스러워요. 혁_부담감이 없었다고 하면 거짓말이겠죠. 하지만 멤버들이 갖고 있는 능력치가 상당해서, 기존 이상의 새로운 무언가를 보여줄 수 있을 거란 확신이 있었어요. 새로운 무대를 보여드리기 위해 조금은 도전적인 마인드로 이번 앨범 활동에 임했던 거 같아요.

이번 앨범 결과물의 만족도에 점수를 매긴다면 몇 점 주고 싶어요?

레오 94점이요. 4점을 뺀 건 학연이 형이 부득이하게 이번에 함께하지 못한 것에 대한 아쉬움을 표현한 점수예요. 켄_저는 75점으로 할게요. 빅스 완전체가 100점 만점이라 했을 때 각자 25점을 담당하고 있으니, 이번에 함께하지 못한 학연이 형의 몫인 25점을 제외했습니다. 혁_저는 80점을 주고 싶어요. 학교 다닐 때를 떠올려보면 80점을 받았을 때 너무 과분하지도, 너무 아쉽지도 않은 점수였거든요. 이번 앨범이 만족스럽지만, 다음에 더 보완하고 분발하자는 의미에서 80점이 딱 안정적인 점수 같아요.

오랜만에 그룹으로 뭉친 만큼, 서로 앨범 작업하면서 새롭게 알게 된 모습이나 성장했다고 느껴진 부분들이 있었나요?

레오_ 재환이도 그렇고 특히 혁이의 보컬이 놀라울 만큼 성장을 한 게 느껴졌어요. 또 혁이가 이번에 좋은 분들과 앨범 작업을 할 수 있도�� 많은 도움을 줬어요. 멤버들 모두 열심히 살아왔기에 이렇게 좋은 인맥으로 이번 앨범을 완성할 수 있었다고 생각해요. 캔_멤버들의 외모가 멋지다는 걸 원래 알고 있긴 했는데, 이번에 좀 놀랐어요. 앨범 촬영하면서 '우리 팀이 이렇게 멋지고 매력적이라 팬들이 좋아해 주시는 거구나' 하고 제대로 느꼈어요. 녹음할 때도 음색이 정말 좋아서 계속 감탄이 나오더라고요. 혁_저는 제가 많이 늘었다고 생각했는데, 형들과 함께 해보니까 '난 아직 멀었구나' 싶더라고요. 서로 같은 팀이라는 사실이 새삼 든든하고 자랑스러웠어요.

이제는 아이돌계 대선배가 됐는데, 오랜만에 음방 활동을 한 소감도 들어보고 싶어요.

레오_이번에 박진영, 골든걸스 선생님들과 활동이 겹쳐서, 감히 대선배라고 말하기가 조심스럽긴 한데요(웃음). 분위기가 정말 많이 바뀌긴 했어요. 챌린지 문화라는 게 생겼더라고요. 챌린지를 여기랑 찍고 저기랑 찍고 그러던데, 저희가 한창 활동할 때는 없던 문화라 되게 신기했어요.

벌써 5세대 아이돌들이 나오고 있어요. 2.5세대로서 요즘 후배 그룹들 보면 어떤 기분이 들어요?

레오_분명 2.5세대가 신세대였는데 세월이 이렇게 흘렀네요(웃음). 세대를 떠나서 아이돌로 데뷔를 하고 이 분야에 살아남는다는 것 자체만으로 정말 대단한 일이에요. 예전에 비해 환경적으로 좋아진 부분이 있을지 모르지만, 아마 지금 세대만의 고충도 있을 거예요. 아이돌이 쉽지 않은 직업임에도 각자의 위치에서 이렇게 열심히 노력하고 있다는 건 정말 박수받을 일이라고 생각해요. 후배 그룹들 보면서 빅스 데뷔 초창기 생각도 많이 나요. 켄_저희와 같은 시기 데뷔했지만 지금은 없어진 팀들이 굉장히 많아요. 요즘 데뷔하는 그룹들은 그런 일을 겪지 않았으면 좋겠어요. 예전보다 소설 네트워크 서비스라던가 유튜브, 챌린지 등 기회의 장들이 더 많아졌잖아요. 그런 걸 적극 활용해서 끝까지 포기하지 않고 살아남았으면 해요. 혁_데뷔한지 얼마 안 된 그룹들 보면 다른 것들에 신경 쓰다가 중요한 걸 놓치게 되는 경우들이 종종 보이더라고요. 남이 정한 기준을 따르다가 중요한 걸 못하게 되는 일이 없도록, 본인이 하고 싶은 일들을 신나게 즐겼으면 좋겠어요.

이번 컴백 활동하면서 가장 기억에 남는 반응이나 댓글이 있었나요?

레오_가장 기억에 남는 반응은 '빅스스럽지 않고 싶어도 빅스스럽다' '역시 빅스를 대체할 그룹은 없다'였어요. 빅스를 이만큼 사랑해 주고 인정해 주시는 팬들이 있음에 정말 감사해요. 켄_저는 '빅스 찢었다'라는 댓글이 그렇게 좋던데요(웃음). 무대를 찢었다는 표현이 되게 재밌으면서도 엄청난 칭찬이라서, 되게 힘이 나더라고요. 혁_우리의 진정성을 알아주는 반응들을 볼 때 뭉클해져요. 결과가 어떻든지 간에 우리가 무대에 얼마나 진심이었는지 알아봐 주시는 것만으로 저희에게 큰 힘이 됐어요.

데뷔했을 땐 뽀송뽀송한 10~20대였는데, 막내 혁을 제외하곤 서른이 훌쩍 넘었네요. 무대 섰을 때 20대 때와 달라진 점들이 있던가요.

레오_사실 나이 생각을 잘 안 하고 사는 편이에요. 예전보다 피곤도가 높아지긴 했지만, 20대 때와 크게 달라진 부분은 없는 거 같아요. 켄_빅스의 전성기는 이제 시작이라고 생각해요. '남자는 서른부터'라는 말도 있잖아요. 멤버들 모두 뭔가 20대 때보다 무르익은 거 같고 확실히 더 남자다워졌어요. 외적으로도 내적으로도 성숙해진 거 같아서 지금 좋아요. 혁_나이가 무기라고 저는 체력적으로 안 괜찮더라고요. 하하하.

이제 멤버들과는 가족 못지않은 사이일 거 같은데, 서로가 서로에게 어떤 존재인가요?

레오_이제는 공기만으로도 어떤 상태인지 아는 사이죠. 그 공간의 기운만으로도 '누군가가 지금 마음에 안 드는 일이 있구나' 라고 알아채요. 그만큼 서로가 서로를 잘 안다는 중거겠죠. 말하지 않아도 눈치를 빨리 채고 상황을 대신 말해주거나 할 때 엄청 든든하고 큰 힘이 돼요. 켄_저는 만나서 인사할 때부터 알아채요. 서로 인사를 나눌 때 '우리 멤버들 컨디션이 어떻구나'를 느껴요. 예전엔 이런 걸 몰랐고 솔직히 크게 신경도 안 썼어요. 근데 같이 한 세월이 자그마치 12년이잖아요. 긴 세월을 함께 하면서 저도 모르게 알게 되는 것들이 생기더라고요. 혁_이 일을 하면서 포기하고 싶거나 도망치고 싶은 순간들이 참 많았어요. 그때마다 맘을 다잡을 수 있었던 건 형들 덕분이에요. 옆에서 항상 힘이 되어주고 최선을 다하는 형들을 보고 있으면 다시 마음을 굳히고 더 파이팅하게 돼요.

별빛들과 함께한 지도 벌써 12년째, 팬들과 같이 나이를 먹어간다는 것도 굉장히 의미 있을 것 같은데요.

레오_저희가 벌써 데뷔한지 12년 차니까, 지금 20~30대 팬들은 삶의 반을 저희와 함께하고 계신 거거든요. 결혼한 분들도 꽤 있어요. 이렇게 긴 세월을 함께해 줬다는 게 새삼 감사하면서도 한편으론 '책임감을 더 가져야겠다' 맘을 다잡기도 해요. 그들의 삶 속에 계속 멋진 가수로 기억되고 싶어요. 앞으로도 멋진 모습으로 팬들 옆에 있어주는 게 우리가 해야 할 일이라고 생각해요. 켄_저는 팬들의 얼굴을 잘 기억하는 편이에요. 그래서 팬들과 함께하는 자리를 가질 때마다 행복과 슬픔이 동시에 들곤 해요. 새로운 팬이나 예전부터 봐오던 팬을 보면 되게 반갑고 고마운데, 반대로 오지 못한 팬들을 계속 기다리게 되는 마음도 있거든요. 상황상 어쩔 수 없이 못 왔을 테지만, 혹시 아픈 건 아닌지 걱정도 되고 조금은 슬퍼지는 거 같아요. 혁_오래된 팬들을 만나면 그동안 함께 해온 추억들이 파노라마처럼 떠올라요. 그분들과 눈빛을 나누고 이야기를 하다 보면 꼭 예전으로 돌아간 기분이 들 때가 있어요. 제 삶에 굉장히 큰 부분을 차지하고 있는 분들이에요.

완전체 말고 개인 활동에 대한 계획도 듣고 싶어요.

레오_지금 준비 중인 것들이 있어요. 조만간 하나하나 보여드릴 수 있을 거 같아요. 곧 좋은 소식 들려드릴 테니, 기대해 주세요. 켄_뮤지컬 <노트르담 드 파리> 페뷔스 역에 캐스팅이 돼서 당분간 열심히 준비할 예정이고요. 솔로 앨범 활동도 해나가고 싶어요. 월간 윤종신처럼 제 이름을 건 프로젝트들을 내보고 싶은 맘이 있어요. 혁_감사하게도 최근 인도네시아에서 방송되는 음악 프로그램 K팝 가수를 대표해서 출연을 하게 됐어요. 인도네시아 유명 아티스트의 프로듀싱을 맡아 무대를 꾸밀 예정인데요. 빅스를 세계에 널리 알릴 수 있는 기회가 될 거 같기도 해서, 우리 빛이들도 예쁘게 봐주셨으면 좋겠어요.

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[whoree321]

I am not sure if you have done this already, (if you have, you can ignore it) BUT... I'd love to see some NSFW headcannons for Tech...

i have not done this yet but i am frothing at the mouth at the opportunity! the lust that i feel for that man is indescribable

nsfw tech headcanons

warning: if the title wasn’t clear, these are literally just dirty dirty sex thoughts. X rated shit. if filth of this nature is not suitable for you plz don’t read<3

first and foremost it is very very important for me to say that i know, with 100% confidence, that tech is the best at sex of all the bad batch members

i understand this may be a controversial take. some of you may disagree. i don’t care.

the reasons that tech is the best at sex are threefold

1) tech does not tolerate being anything less than exceedingly proficient when it comes to his knowledge and abilities in any given subject of interest. regardless of the occasion, he won’t accept a below average performance from himself. tech has put in the hours, on and off the field (if you will), to ensure he is well versed in anything and everything to do with sex and pleasure. and he’s always anxious to experiment and learn more

2) tech is not hindered by shyness in the bedroom. when he knows what he’s doing, tech is confident (borderline arrogant), and as stated in reason #1, he KNOWS what he’s doing. tech may be a blushing, bashful mess when it comes to the emotional aspects of a relationship, but once y’all start getting hot and heavy he loses pretty much all of that. he knows he’s gonna show you a good time, and he’s excited

3) tech is also not hindered by pride in the bedroom. he has a very holistic view of sex (seriously he did a lot of research, he knows every school of thought regarding sexual intimacy), and he understands it in both a physical, theoretical way and also in a more emotional way. his main concern is mutual satisfaction by any means necessary, but if you’re in a relationship he’s also very interested in using sex has a way to like strengthen your connection. tech has no interest in being some kind of macho, alpha male that can conquer you or something. he’s not gonna limit himself to certain positions or methods to try to preserve his sense of masculinity. he wants you to feel good, and nothing is off the table. he will explore anything to enhance the experience (like seriously anything- we will get into that in a bit)

so for those reasons, i think tech is lowkey a sex god

whether or not you’ve had sex before when you and tech get together, sleeping with him for the first time might as well be your first time ever

because you did not know sex could really be THAT good

and that’s before he has the opportunity to really learn your body and figure out the best ways to pleasure you

i think that for a hot second, sex with tech is always a little bit of an experiment

he’s obviously focused on you and the moment, but he’s also doing research. (with your permission) tech will literally take detailed notes, he’ll record you so he can watch it back and analyze his performance like a professional athlete or something. he’s keeping track of how you respond to different things, how fast he can get you hurtling over the edge with different positions, paces, toys, etc.

side note: he loves toys. tech will modify toys (or fully build his own) based on both of your specific needs, so that even the toys yall use are designed with maximum efficiency

that’s really the only flaw with tech in a sexual sense: he’s really really methodical in the beginning, and it can sometimes take away from the genuine passion of the moment

once he’s satisfied with his research and feels confident in his knowledge of your body tho, it becomes wayyyy more natural and intimate rather than a science experiment. he’s solid in his physical knowledge of you, so he’s more focused on enjoying the moment and having fun

it’s almost like he needed to memorize the best way to fuck you and do it over and over until he didn’t need to consciously think about it before he could fully let himself go with you. there’s a notable transition when sex goes from being a technical mission for him to achieve your orgasm, to being a mutually/equally passionate, erotic experience

tech is a switch and you can’t change my mind

he usually assumes more of a dominant role, enjoying having you begging and whimpering beneath him, but he also loves when you take the reigns and have your way with him

i don’t think he’s the horniest of all the batchers, but he most certainly has a plentiful sex drive

when y’all haven’t had a chance to fuck in a while tech is secretly incorrigible

to the untrained eye, he’s good at keeping it to himself, but it’s very obvious to you. he goes out of his way to be just a little too close to you, his eyes linger on you just a little too long, his hands find their way to be touching you more than normal

he’s usually really easy to tease, but especially when he’s like this

literally you just stroke his forearm and whisper something lightly seductive in his ear and he’s pulling you into the nearest private space and absolutely rearranging your guts

circling back to what i said about tech becoming less scientific and more passionate during sex as time goes on with you, i think that also applies to dirty talk

i think he’s generally pretty vocal in bed, but it takes a little bit for him to nail the sensuality of dirty talk

at first, it’s not something he can really do that sounds very natural, like it comes out just a little too technical sounding

but once tech gets comfortable with you and really lets himself be fully vulnerable and open to you, he’s actually really really good at it. it still sounds just a little formal, but in an endearing and sexy way

he loves to tell you how sexy you are, how beautiful you look, how well you’re taking him, how good you feel

this man def has a degradation kink (specifically with intelligence)

like he doesn’t even really realize it himself until one time he’s testing out his newest toy on you and he asks you how it feels and you can’t even string together a coherent thought, much less a sentence, and he notices and starts asking more and more questions just to see you struggle to think of a response

and then he’s putting the toy down and going absolutely feral on you, pounding into you and saying that you’re just a cock dumb slut, that you’re so desperate and horny for him you can’t even think, that it’s so easy to just just absolute filth and he’s so condescending and arrogant about it

you both finish almost synchronously and after the aftershocks have passed and you’ve caught your breath, the two of you can’t help giggling a little bit as you comment that you weren’t expecting that to be as hot as it was, and he agrees

and omg if you uno reverse card it and do the same thing to him? he’s a fucking mess

like you’ve been torturously edging him, and every time you get him to the brink you ask him some sort of complex mathematical question or something, and he’s so wrecked he can’t spit the answer out so you say something like “aww i guess you’re not as smart as i thought, that’s ok baby at least you’re still pretty”. he’s a whining, shaking mess by the time you let him cum

(once he pulls himself together he definitely gets you back for it too)

also i think tech really really likes to leave hickeys on you exactly in the most precarious places. like he knows the exact measurements of where your clothes cover your skin and he loves to leave marks like right on the edge so that it’s mostly hidden but if anything shifts it’s visible

if any of the the other boys notice and tease you, he gets the most smug little grin on his face. once you have a second to yourselves, he saunters over to you and apologizes, but you know he’s happy to remind everyone that you’re his

overall i am just so fucking horny for this man like i just know tech is a phenomenal lover, he’s so focused on you and is just so good at all of it i would give anything to take him to pound town

[cheri-translates]

[CN] Kiro’s Entwining Date (Eng Translation)

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an incredibly s p i c y date which has not been released in English servers! 🍒

Valentine’s 2020 Collection: Gavin // Lucien // Victor

The date begins with MC watching a live broadcast of an annual award ceremony, which announces that Kiro has won the grand award.

MC grabs the congratulatory card and present she prepared, heading out to decorate Kiro’s house for a mini celebration party.

Along the way, she receives news that for some unknown reason, Kiro was absent from a product launch that he was supposed to be a spokesperson for.

She enters Kiro’s house using the keys Savin gave her and starts decorating. 

After a while, Kiro enters the house looking melancholic, with Savin nagging behind him. Savin tells her to keep an eye on Kiro to ensure he gets proper rest and not exert himself.

After Savin rushes off to deal with the press, Kiro explains that he is unable to move his neck and back.

Kiro: I just finished dance practice and heard Savin calling me at the door. I turned my neck using too much force and couldn’t move my neck afterwards. The doctor said it’s a sprain.

Saying this, he despondently grabs a pillow and hugs it to his chest in a state of utter devastation.

Kiro: [pouting] I wasn’t even doing any big movements.

Even so, Kiro is happy that he gets a day of rest.

He suggests that they slip out to visit an interesting shop nearby. While Kiro’s puppy eyes cause MC to hesitate, she refuses so Kiro can rest. Despite his unwillingness, Kiro rests on the bed. She sits on a chair next to the bed so she can watch over him.

He grabs my fingers and plays with them restlessly. It feels ticklish. I try to draw my hand back but he refuses to let go.

Kiro: I can’t sleep. When you spend time with me, I can’t bear to close my eyes.

Kiro’s words soften my heart. Due to our busy schedules, it has been a long while since we last spent time alone together.

MC: When we’re less busy, let’s go to the interesting shop you mentioned, okay?

Kiro: Yes, let’s!

The corners of Kiro’s lips lift. As though discovering a new form of amusement, he patiently plays with my fingers one by one. 

His fingers are soft and smooth. I experience a strange palpitation whenever our fingers meet. I avert my gaze, the outer rim of my ears turning red.

Kiro: Miss Chips has very soft fingers.

MC: [blushing] They’re all right…

I’m unable to control the acceleration of my heart rate. In order to loosen my hand from his, I grab the phone off the bedside table and hand it to him.

MC: Since you don’t want to sleep, I’ll let you use your phone.

Looking as though he can’t bear to let go of my hand, he takes the phone and sees that the screen is filled with tons of notifications.

Kiro guesses that his fans are worried about the sudden cancellation of the product launch and decides to post something on his Weibo account to dispel their concerns. He tries but fails to take a selfie in his injured state, so MC helps.

On the screen, there is an incredibly adorable combination of Kiro lying on the soft bed, his messy golden hair, and the teddy bear next the pillow.

Kiro: Why is my hair so messy?

His eyes widen, dismay written all over his features. I reach out and tidy his messy hair, suppressing the urge to mess it up even more.

Kiro obediently leaves his hair to me, a smile appearing on his lips.

MC: It’s going to be perfect this time.

I look him over, satisfied, and snap three consecutive photos of Kiro before showing them to him.

MC: Don’t you look very handsome now?

Kiro has a look of satisfaction as he starts typing, reading his words aloud.

Kiro: “Even though I can’t move, it’s because of this incident that I can have an afternoon of leisure”…done!

Comments start flooding in after mere seconds:

“Does such beauty truly exist?”

“Oh my god, I can lick this face for a lifetime.” 

“I’m there, I’m that bear!”

While he’s overjoyed at the compliments, he reads on:

Kiro: “Just look, it’s obvious he has put on weight again”…I definitely did not gain weight, it’s just the angle!

In a huff, Kiro readies himself to respond to this comment with a retort. I hurriedly take the phone away from him.

MC: You should rest and not respond to these comments! Let me read them to you instead.

Kiro: Since you put it that way…

With a “hmph”, he gives up on the idea. I clear my throat and begin reading the comments.

MC: “Congratulations to Kiro for winning the award! Please rest well today! To commemorate Kiro’s face, I danced a Waltz of love!” Haha, what an expression. “My heart is in critical condition! Hugging… my husband… feels like a 100 meter sprint.”

I pause when reading the words “my husband”, feeling my face heat up. Kiro smiles as he looks at me, his eyes brimming with contentment.

MC: The next one says, “Who took the photo? Why does Kiro…”

…have such a sweet look in his eyes?

I look at the photo I had taken - Kiro stares into the camera with a sweet look in his eyes, like a little bear hugging a honey pot.

Kiro: MC? Why have you stopped?

Kiro curiously sneaks a peek at the screen, but I react immediately and lift the phone so he can no longer see it.

Kiro: Very suspicious… why aren’t you letting me see?

Kiro gets even more excited, stretching out his hand for the phone.

Kiro: Ouch!

He groans and falls back onto the bed. I get a fright, no longer caring about the phone. I immediately check on his condition.

Half of his face is buried under the covers, the corner of his eyes brimming with tears. I carefully touch his arm.

MC: Are you okay?

Kiro: [groans]

MC: Is it very serious?

I start panicking. Seeing that my guard is down, Kiro uses this opportunity to pull me onto the bed with him.

Kiro: [laughing] Did I scare you?

He laughs while reappearing from under the covers. It is only now that I realise he was joking, and I let out a sigh of relief.

At this point, MC remembers that she prepared a present for Kiro. She retrieves and gives it to him. He opens it excitedly.

The box is filled with small stars folded using fluorescent paper. In the middle of these paper stars is a golden-coloured glass bottle with moving sand.

Kiro: This is so pretty…

He carefully shakes the bottle, and the gold-coloured sand slowly drifts, reflecting sunlight.

Seeing him engrossed with it, I drop him a hint.

MC: The bottle itself isn’t the main thing. There’s something in it.

Kiro: Is it a drink? Or perfume?

Kiro twists the bottle open, and a faint pine tree scent wafts into the room.

Kiro: This is… a scented bottle?

MC: Nope. This is a special essential oil I had an expert masseur make during a shoot. I heard that it’s effective for relaxing one’s muscles. I didn’t expect that it’d be of use now!

Kiro: Essential oil…

Kiro recalls that the shoot involving essential oil took place when the list of shortlisted candidates for the award was just announced. He is surprised that MC had prepared the gift so far in advance.

MC: …That’s because I knew you would definitely win! And even if you didn’t win, it could be used to comfort you.

There is a smile in Kiro’s eyes, and he takes my hand in his, such that my palm faces upwards.

MC: W-what are you doing?

Kiro: I want to try this gift.

A drop of oil lands on my palm and he rubs it slowly, spreading it across my palm evenly. The pine scent permeates the room, and the fragrance of fresh flowers soon follows. The liquid is quickly absorbed into my skin, and my palm seems to heat up.

Kiro holds my fingers gently, then brings himself closer to them. He sniffs my fingers lightly, his lips curling into a smile.

Kiro: It’s a nice smell. It’s a scent I like.

MC: !!

I am taken aback by Kiro’s sudden breath on my palm, and my heart beats at an unnatural rhythm.

Kiro doesn’t let go of my hand. He picks up the black ribbon resting on the gift box, taking his time to wrap them around my wrists.

His gaze shifts to me, his vibrant eyes making me forget how to react, and I let him continue.

Kiro: And like that, it’s done!

After saying this, he holds my wrist and pulls me closer, planting the side of his face on my palm before gently leaning into it.

As his soft golden hair brushes against my fingertips, my fingers involuntarily tremble. My palm is coated with his body temperature.

He tilts his head slightly, pressing his lips onto my palm, as if branding me with a permanent kiss.

Kiro: Actually, you are the best prize and gift to me.

Sunlight streams in from between the curtains and onto his eyes, giving me a clear view of the gentleness and adoration in them. My heart feels like it has melted into a puddle. At the same time, his transparent emotions cause my heart to heat up.

MC: I… how about I give you a massage…

I feel like biting my tongue after the words leave my lips. What am I saying!

Kiro: Sure!

Before I can change my mind, Kiro has already agreed without hesitation.

Kiro: Do I need to take my clothes off for the massage?

Saying this, he shrugs off his jacket, and both hands start pulling the ends of his t-shirt to reveal his sculpted abdomen.

MC: Wait!

Heat floods into my brain and I immediately grab the bottom of his shirt to pull it back down.

Kiro: I don’t need to take them off?

Kiro blinks, looking at me innocently.

MC: I’m just giving it a try. If you remove your shirt, it’d be easy to catch a cold.

With an “ohh”, he lets go of his shirt, his face betraying a hint of disappointment.

MC: …Go lie down on your stomach.

While Kiro obediently turns to lie down, I place my hands on my chest to calm my rapidly beating heart.

MC begins the massage, applying what she learnt from the massage expert

She does it gently and Kiro is on the verge of falling asleep

She calls Kiro’s name to check if he’s asleep, and he snaps out of his daze

Feeling bad for disturbing him, MC continues:

MC: …You can sleep if you want to.

I speak gently. Noticing that a strand of hair near his eyes makes Kiro slightly uncomfortable, I reach out to sweep it away.

Kiro: But I don’t feel like sleeping anymore.

He blinks, his voice slightly nasally and coquettish.

Kiro: I felt too comfortable just now, so I almost fell asleep.

He grabs hold of my hand. In a playful manner, he gently pinches my palm twice.

Kiro: Thank you, Miss Chips.

MC: No need to thank me. It just shows that my technique is not bad, right?

Kiro: Mm, this is a great present.

His eyebrows are curved upwards and he smiles softly.

Kiro: I like the feeling of you touching me.

He interlaces our fingers together, then hooks my thumb with his.

Kiro: I realized that humans, like animals, like to be touched and have their hair combed through.

MC: Is it because it’s very comfortable?

Kiro: It is really very comfortable. If that person is a loved one, her hands and body temperature would have an even more addictive effect.

A warmth emanates from our joined palms, and I can feel myself starting to sweat.

MC starts ruffling Kiro’s hair, and they banter for a while.

Kiro: I feel very happy whenever you’re by my side. Although sometimes, I do think of being a little closer to you.

Even before I pick out the hidden meaning in his words, I instinctively seek to change the subject.

MC: My massage techniques are quite mediocre though. I’ll introduce you to the masseur another time.

Kiro: I don’t want anyone else.

Kiro pouts, turning to face me.

Kiro: I only want my Miss Chips…

His voice trails off, and I am rooted to the spot. I am leaning over him, face-to-face with Kiro. Just a slight lowering of my head would be enough for me to kiss him.

Our breathing becomes ragged, and the initially peaceful atmosphere in the room seems to turn into boiling water.

Although Kiro doesn’t speak, I can feel his quickening breaths on my face. His grip on my hand tightens.

As though being in this position is too dangerous, I come to my senses and straighten up, putting distance between us.

Kiro sits up, his hand still on mine, giving me no chance to escape.

MC: We…

Kiro: I have not finished unwrapping my gift.

His words leave me frozen.

MC: What present?

Anticipating that I would respond this way, he laughs. 

Kiro: My present… is you of course.

His voice carries an evident smile. I look into his blue eyes, which hide within them the expansiveness of the sky.

A black ribbon appears in his hands, and he wraps them around his fingers, the colour of the ribbon striking a sharp contrast against his pale skin.

MC: …Why do you say that I’m the present?

He doesn’t respond. His abrupt silence leaves me not knowing what to do. Before I repeat my question, he suddenly hooks the ribbon over the back of my neck, and my heart skips a beat.

MC: W-what are you doing?

Kiro: Make a guess?

He arches an eyebrow. His usual playful expression is replaced with a sudden sexiness.

He resumes his work with the ribbon while I remain kneeling on the bed. He slowly pulls me closer to him. Although he isn’t exerting much strength, I can’t help but give in to the tug of the ribbon.

Our breaths mingle and we can no longer tell them apart.

Kiro: Since this is a present for me, I will open it very, very slowly.

He says this languidly, curling his words with the tip of his tongue, ending his sentence in a low voice.

At this moment, the ribbon has become a string encircling my heart, letting it beat only for him.

Kiro is unwilling to stop here. He takes one end of the ribbon into his mouth and bites it firmly, the corners of his mouth lifting with a certain look.

The light descends onto the bridge of his nose, the clear lines of his jaw, spreading to his Adam’s apple. He oozes hormones of a different kind than usual.

His free hand rubs my thigh gently, and the sound of my skirt ruffling is especially clear.

Such unobstructed physical contact feels like fire, setting every inch of my skin ablaze. My body involuntarily trembles.

My breathing becomes increasingly ragged as he continues his upward motions. My heart beats rapidly, and my mind is completely blank, only remembering to shout his name.

MC: Kiro…

Kiro: It is time to receive my present.

The corner of his mouth is raised as he slowly releases the black ribbon on my neck. The ribbon slides down my body. I look into his wide eyes and let down my defenses. In a moment, the distance between us is barely visible.

Kiro: Miss Chips, you are a gift sent from heaven, a gift that I have awaited for my whole life, a gift that is most precious to me.

His gentle voice disappears into the space where our lips meet, melting into a quiet whisper.

Unlike his gentle tone, his kiss resembles a storm, forcefully entering and occupying all available space, leaving not a single crevice untouched.

The temperature rises sharply between our intertwining lips and tongue. Our exchange of breaths strips away all my senses and thoughts.

The almost inaudible sound of water echoes in the quiet room. The arm encircling my waist pulls me even closer against his body.

All the blood in my body is set ablaze, engulfing the little rationality I have left.

Suddenly, there is the sound of a door opening in the living room, followed by a conversation between Savin and the assistant.

Savin: Kiro should be resting. You can head to the kitchen to wash the ingredients for our hotpot later.

Assistant: Sure, but isn’t this a little too much…

I snap out of my daze after a few seconds and realise the situation Kiro and I are in.

MC: They’re back!

My panic completely dismantles the earlier atmosphere, and I muster the strength to tear myself from Kiro’s arms.

Even before I shift to the edge of the bed, Kiro wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me backwards.

We both fall onto the bed, a tangled mess of sheets beneath us. The teddy bear has fallen off the bed.

Kiro holds me tightly from behind, and my back is pressed against his chest.

Sweat soaks the fabric, which clings to our closely connected skin, bringing with it an intimate and sticky feeling.

I feel his scorching breath on the nape of my neck. It weaves through my sweat-drenched hair, lingering on my skin.

The sound of footsteps outside grows louder, causing me to tense up. I open my mouth to speak, but can only let out an inaudible gasp.

Kiro’s lips are pressed against the back of my ear, and a low and raspy voice follows.

Kiro: There’s no need to be nervous. The room is locked.

🎁

Phone Call

[higuchimon]

[fanfic] Tough Lessons:  Chapter 1

 Daisuke wasn't one to be afraid.  He wouldn't have lifted the Digimental of Courage otherwise.  But seeing those sharp violet eyes of the Kaiser staring at him, full of seething rage, made him fear not for himself, but for his partner.  He could already clearly tell that nothing he would say would calm Kaiser down.  And just submitting wasn't in his nature at all.

He truly had no idea of what to do.  But Kaiser didn't let him wonder for long.  With his grip tight on Daisuke's shoulders, he dragged him along through the corridors of the fortress, until they reached a vast room with several Ringed and Spiraled Digimon gathered together.  V-mon had pattered along beside them, clearly wanting to do something to stop the Kaiser from manhandling Daisuke, but that didn't look like it would happen. 

Daisuke kept his mouth shut, no matter how much he really wanted to rage at the Kaiser.  He still didn't have all of his strength back, so even if he could have, it wouldn't have been for nearly long enough to be satisfying.  So he waited to see what Kaiser wanted of him.  He'd not forgotten that threat to teach him that "Kaiser owned him".  He wasn't sure if he'd ever forget something laced with such rage and smug satisfaction.

Kaiser dropped his grip and folded his arms over his chest.  "This is your first lesson - the only real lesson you need.  Absolute, complete obedience to me.  I am your master now.  For so long as I choose to keep you."

Daisuke pressed his lips together.  He'd heard that before.  Kaiser certainly said it often enough. 

"V-mon.  Fight my servants."  He nodded towards the ten or twelve Digimon who waited.  "They won't reformat you and you can't reformat them.  Consider it a sparring session if you like."  His lips thinned in satisfaction.  "It ends when I say it ends, not one second before."

"Why should I?"  V-mon snapped.  Daisuke muffled a snicker, though not very well.  Kaiser regarded them both coldly.

"Because if you don't, Daisuke will.  Is that what you want?"  One eyebrow raised ever so lightly.  V-mon clenched tiny blue fists .

"Then let me evolve and I'll tear right into them!"

Kaiser's smile somehow added an extra layer of smug.  Daisuke wondered how he did that.  "No.  You're going to have this little sparring session while you're at this level.  You won't be cracking any of the Rings or Spirals, either.  All you need to do, until I declare this done, is survive.  And if you don't?"  He shrugged.  "We'll see what happens then, won't we?"

Cold fingers of fear latched themselves around Daisuke's heart.  The first words that wanted to rise to his lips were an empathetic denial of what the Kaiser ordered.  But Kaiser ignored him and pointed towards the Digimon.

"Go."  His attention flicked over to the gathered Digimon.  "Attack V-mon.  Do not kill him.  Combat only."

The Digimon surged forward as if his words unlocked something inside of them.  V-mon growled - Daisuke wasn't sure if he'd said anything or if he just ground his teeth together - and charged forward with the best headbutt he could manage.  Soon he could hardly be seen in the mass of surging bodies, save for the occasional flicker of blue darting here and there.

Kaiser settled himself into a chair that manifested out of nowhere, then looked at Daisuke and pointed to a position at his feet.  "On your knees,"  he ordered casually.  Daisuke winced.  Today very clearly wasn't anything like his day.  Slowly, carefully, so he didn't risk falling - he suspected Kaiser would get a kick out of that and refused to give him the pleasure - Daisuke lowered himself to his knees and tried to get as comfortable as he could.

His new position put him exactly where he needed to be to have Kaiser rest a hand on his head.  It kind of felt good - though Daisuke didn't want to admit it.  He'd always had a weakness to having someone rub his head.  Jun did it now and then, and so had his parents.  A few days earlier, before all of this, V-mon had even figured out how to do it.  But having the Kaiser do it wasn't something he'd ever thought about.  He thought it felt even better now, when he had so little energy and could already feel himself melting at the touch.

What made it worse was that doing this while V-mon battled gave him two things to focus on and he didn't have the energy or strength to center on both of them.  He couldn't see much of V-mon, but he could feel those far too gentle fingers brushing over his scalp and going down to the nape of his neck.  He dropped his head a little, a quiet little noise slipping out between his lips.  Hearing that tensed him; Kaiser had made it very clear that he didn't want Daisuke to make noises.  But there didn't seem to be any punishment coming for this.

Slowly he relaxed.  As much as he hated the very concept, if it could possibly lead to Kaiser getting bored and releasing him, Daisuke was all for it.  It probably wouldn't succeed but he had to try something.

He managed to lift his head enough to catch a glimpse of V-mon, gripped in a Minotaurmon's beefy grasp and being slammed hard on the floor.  He would have gotten up and run over there if it wasn't for Kaiser's slightly tightening grip on him.

"You're going to stay right here,"  Kaiser purred, far different from his usual harsh tones.  "Those are your orders.  And you, my pet, obey your master's orders."

Daisuke closed his eyes and shuddered, biting his lip.  He couldn't have hated this more if he'd tried, but he was more than willing to put in the effort.  Kaiser's hand continued to caress through his hair.  Daisuke thought he could actually feel the other's smug satisfaction.

I don't want this.  I want to be out of here.  I want V-mon out of here.  He told himself that as many times as he could.  He would keep on telling himself that for as long as it took. 

His stomach rumbled clearly.  Kaiser had fed him earlier, but after everything that happened, it all seemed to have processed, leaving him with an empty hole in his stomach.  He pressed his lips together harder and tried not to think about it.  He wouldn't get anything to eat until Kaiser said he did anyway. 

Daisuke's life had suddenly become one of bonds and restrictions, unable to move or speak or think as he pleased.  And he knew he could only really blame one person for it - himself.  If he'd done things differently, if he'd paid attention to where they were going so that they hadn't trespassed into Death Rosemon's territory - well, he wouldn't have been poisoned.  And then he wouldn't have been cured by the Kaiser and be right here, right now.

The Kaiser could have just given them the cure.  He didn't have to do it like this.  Daisuke wanted to believe that.  He knew it was probably true, but the Kaiser wouldn't have even had the option if he'd just not gotten himself poisoned in the first place.

"You're hungry, aren't you?"  Kaiser asked.  Daisuke knew he could answer direct questions.  Kaiser would probably get violent - again - if he didn't.  So he nodded, and when that didn't seem enough, essayed speaking.

"Very hungry."  The hand on his head tightened the slightest bit and Daisuke mentally sighed.  "Master." 

Kaiser tapped one finger on the arm of his throne and Wormmon wriggled up.  Daisuke couldn't see him very well but he thought the little bug looked sad. 

Join the club, friend,  Daisuke thought.  He wondered if he'd ever have the chance to talk to Wormmon.  If anyone knew anything about the Kaiser that might get him bored, Wormmon had to be that person.  Digimon.  Whatever.

"Have a meal brought,"  he ordered.  "Have enough made for two and bring it here."

Wormmon nodded, hesitating for a few seconds.  Kaiser turned his cold eyes on him, and the little Digimon hurried away without saying whatever was on his mind.  Daisuke couldn't help but wonder what that might have been.  He suspected he wouldn't find out any time soon.

Kaiser's hand dropped back onto his head, and Daisuke had to struggle to keep his thoughts focused with the warmth that flowed from the touch on his scalp.  He tried to focus on V-mon instead.  This was sort of successful, except that seeing his partner getting tossed around and slammed hard into walls and the floor and hardly being able to walk in those few moments when he could stand didn't make it easy. 

Daisuke's throat closed.  He couldn't even swallow for the lump of rage there.  He wasn't sure if Digimon actually bled or not but he could see bruises flowering all over V-mon and there didn't seem to be an end to the enslaved Digimon assaulting him.  Daisuke clenched his fists, shaking.  He couldn't take it.  He could have managed it if it were him out there being beaten to a pulp.  But V-mon?  Whose only crime was to be his partner? 

This is because of me.  Because I got the Kaiser mad.  It all came back to him, didn't it?  If he'd stayed out of Death Rosemon's territory then he wouldn't have been poisoned in the first place and if he hadn't been poisoned he wouldn't be here and if he weren't here then he wouldn't have made the Kaiser angry and V-mon wouldn't be suffering like this.  It was his fault.  There wasn't any getting around it. 

"Stop it! Please!"  Daisuke broke, tears spilling down his cheeks.  He jerked around to stare up at the Kaiser.  "Please, let him be!  Stop hurting him!"

Kaiser glanced down at him, ever so amused.  Daisuke didn't miss the sharp gleam of amusement in those eyes - exactly what he didn't want if he wanted to get out of here.  But he didn't care right now either.

"What did you say?"

Daisuke hated the sound of Kaiser's voice.  But he wasn't going to back down on this.  He tried hard to swallow and still couldn't get past the harsh lump of hurt in his throat.   "I said stop hurting V-mon.  Please."  Oh.  He thought he knew what Kaiser wanted.  "Please, Master.  Please.  If you want to hurt someone, then hurt me."

Kaiser smiled a slow, languid smile.  "But I am hurting you.  Just because you're not the one being pulped doesn't mean you're not being hurt."

"Stop it anyway.  You hurt him enough."  Daisuke wiped at his eyes.  He wasn't ashamed to cry, not when V-mon hurt so much, but he hated Kaiser seeing him cry.  It made him feel so powerless, ramming home that that was exactly what he was. 

"Have I now?"  Kaiser leaned back and rested his chin on his fist.  "I will say you beg very sweetly.  I might be persuaded."

Daisuke barely noticed Wormmon entering with the food, let alone the way his stomach rumbled fiercely, not if he had a chance to get V-mon's torment to stop.  He rearranged himself so he knelt directly in front of Kaiser, staring down at the floor, doing his level best to look humble.  He hated every second of this but he knew Kaiser well enough to know that anything less wouldn't do it.

"I beg you, Master.  Stop hurting V-mon.  He's going to die."  He thought he remembered something the others had mentioned about how Digimon didn't actually die, but he was in too much of a hurry to care right now.  He wasn't going to let V-mon suffer if he didn't have to.

Kaiser made a soft noise and Daisuke decided he hadn't done enough yet.  "Please.  Hit me if it makes you happy.  You can do anything to me, just let him alone!"

"Of course I can do anything to you.  As long as you're here, you belong to me."

Daisuke winced; he wasn't sure what else he could do to get V-mon to be spared.  Then Kaiser's whip-handle tucked under his chin and his head tilted upwards. Kaiser smiled down at him.  It made Daisuke's stomach churned violently.

"For now, I will grant your request.  But I'm sure you've learned your lesson - you're not going to disobey me again, are you?"

Slowly Daisuke shook his head.  He wanted out of there, but not at the risk of V-mon dying or deactivating or whatever it was that happened to Digimon. 

Kaiser nodded in approval, and that just made it all worse for Daisuke.  "Very well.  Now, open your mouth." 

Daisuke did at once.  He knew where this was going, and wasn't surprised when Kaiser set a bit of tuna roll on his tongue. He ate quickly, eyes darting over to where V-mon lay on the cold floor, exhausted and battered.  He barely seemed to move at all.  Had it been too late?  No.  No, it couldn't be.

Kaiser tapped him on the nose, a tiny frown quirking his lips.  "You pay attention to me, not him.  You will have to earn being able to talk to him again.  Wormmon, have V-mon taken care of and put into a cell."

Daisuke wanted to watch as Wormmon managed to get V-mon to his feet and they trundled out of the room.  Instead he kept his attention on Kaiser.  It was for his partner's sake.  He could never ever forget that.  Everything, absolutely everything that he did, would be to keep V-mon from being hurt like that ever again.

But he had to hope that V-mon would be all right, that his groveling and obedience would satisfy Kaiser enough not to hurt him anymore.  At the moment, it was the only hope that he had.

Kaiser all but vibrated in glee.  He hadn't broken Daisuke - he knew far better than that.  But he'd at least cracked him, and that made it all the more fascinating.  How far could he push the other before he either rebelled and found a way to flee - presumably with his partner - or he broke entirely, becoming a useless nothing?  Kaiser wasn't sure which one he really wanted and thought he would have a great deal of fun finding out.

He could keep track of many events going on at once, more so than the average human.  So while he fed Daisuke, he also kept track of Wormmon taking V-mon to the cell and tending his injuries. Those had to be impressive; several of his largest and strongest Digimon had thrown him around like a rag doll for nearly half an hour.  Digimon wounds tended to heal quick and clean, so Kaiser wasn't worried about it.  He also watched the Chosen on a secondary screen; he knew that sooner or later they would encounter Motomiya Jun, and he found himself interested in what would happen then.

But he did rather like feeding Daisuke all this time.  He paused to toy with Daisuke's hair a little, savoring the way the other twitched at his touch.  Breaking down like that might not have broken Daisuke, but it cost him dearly, whether he knew it or not.  Daisuke might resist again later - he probably would, in fact.  It might not require something this drastic to dissuade him, but certainly reminding him of it would do.

Once he'd finished dinner, and the Chosen didn't look as if they would be doing anything interesting while he could watch them, he dismissed the observation screens and stood up.  Daisuke started to stand, but Kaiser sent him to his knees with a look. 

"Follow me.  On your knees.  I like the sight of you like that,"  Kaiser ordered.  "Keep up." 

He turned and headed out at a brisk pace.  He knew Daisuke wouldn't be able to do as he was told, not crawling like that.  It just wasn't humanly possible.  But he had plans for what to do when the other failed. 

Truth to tell, he didn't move so fast that Daisuke lost sight of him.  He knew the other wouldn't be able to find his way around the fortress just yet.  Perhaps he could teach him a few short paths at a later point.  Right now he knew that Daisuke would be far too worked up to retain much more information than what he already had, and he still hadn't recovered fully from the poison and the recovery. 

I should do something about Death Rosemon.  The issue with that was that Death Rosemon was an Ultimate Digimon, even more powerful than a Perfect level.  He hungered for a slave of that power, but acquiring it wouldn't be easy at all.  Of course, that just meant it would be all the sweeter once he acquired her.

If a Ring can manage an Adult level or lower, and a Spiral can conquer a Perfect level, what configuration can be used for an Ultimate?  That teased at him.  The answer wouldn't be easy to come by and it wasn't as if Ultimate level Digimon just wandered by waiting for him to capture them so he could test them.

How very rude of them.  Didn't they know he was the Digimon Kaiser and therefore the rightful ruler of this entire world?  How dare they not surrender themselves to his majesty?  He would have to see to it they suffered for that.

And Daisuke would be right there to watch them suffer the whole way.  He licked his lips in anticipation. What a glorious path glittered before him.  Making this deal was the best decision that he'd ever made.  Nothing could stop him now. 

V-mon didn't think he could move a single muscle.  He wanted to very much. He wanted to headbutt the Kaiser right in the face, all things considered.  But just moving hurt so much and he eventually stopped trying.  He was stubborn, but a stubborn mind couldn't force a battered body beyond a certain point.

Gentle pods nudged at him, and he thought about trying to open his eyes.  It wasn't worth the effort, he decided, and just lay where he was. 

"I have food,"  a quiet voice murmured, and he wondered if he should make a second try to open his eyes.  When they flickered open a fraction, he saw the green Digimon that hung out with the Kaiser there.  A small bowl of something hot and great-smelling sat on the floor next to him.  V-mon blinked at that.  "Can you try to eat?"

V-mon considered that.  He did his best to heave himself up and then flopped right back down.  Slowly he shook his head, or made such an attempt.  Clearly he wasn't having the best of luck.

The other Digmon regarded him briefly, then settled down right next to him, supporting him.  "Try again?"

V-mon wouldn't have bothered if whatever was in that bowl didn't smell so good, reminding him of how hungry he was.  He needed to help Daisuke and he wouldn't be able to do that if he didn't eat.  He pushed himself up one more time, and with that help, he could get a clawed hand around the bowl.  He even lifted it without spilling too much and poured it down his throat. 

The bowl clattered to the floor after he finished it and he slumped down and away from the stranger.  "Thanks,"  he whispered.  He felt a little better, but not in condition to go banging on the Kaiser.  "Who are you?"

"Wormmon.  I'm Ken-chan's partner."  The bug Digimon watched him worriedly.  V-mon wasn't sure if he should trust him if he were the Kaiser's partner. He didn't have a choice right now, though.  Wormmon checked him over carefully, far more gentle than he would have thought a servant of the Kaiser could be.  "I'll get you some more food.  You'll have to stay here and rest, though."

V-mon dragged up some extra strength from somewhere.  "Where's Daisuke?"

Wormmon stopped while on the way out.  "He's with the Kaiser.  He - he begged for Ken to stop hurting you."  The bug hunkered down a little more.  "That made Ken very happy."

That wasn't at all what V-mon hoped to hear.  He wanted to hear that Daisuke had beaten up the Kaiser and now they would be going home after he freed all of the Kaiser's slaves. 

Well, we can just do it together, then, he decided, and closed his eyes.  It would be easier once he recovered from this.  That meant getting some rest.  Maybe when he woke up, he'd be able to see Daisuke.  He looked forward to that.

To Be Continued

Notes: Been a while since I worked on this series. But here we are with the next piece. I am having far too much fun with this! Update in two weeks!

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"THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" (1977) Review

"THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" (1977) Review I have seen my share of movie and television productions that are based on novels and plays by Alexandre Dumas père and his son Alexandre Dumas fils And for some reason, I never get tired of watching them - over and over again. And one of them is the 1977 television movie, "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK".

Directed by Mike Newell and adapted by William Bast, "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" is loosely based on Alexandre Dumas père's 1847-50 novel, "The Vicomte of Bragelonne: Ten Years Later". The novel was the third and last of the author's "The d'Artagnan Romances" literary trilogy, following "The Three Musketeers" and "Twenty Years After". The movie begins with Philippe Bourbon being snatched by a group of mysterious men from his small French estate and imprisoned at the Bastille. It turns out that the men behind this kidnapping is King Louis XIV's finance minister, Jean-Baptiste Colbert and the head of the Musketeers, D'Artagnan. Aware that Philippe is the twin brother of the king (and the rightful monarch of France), the pair plan to conduct a bloodless coup to eventually switch Philippe with the corrupt and malicious Louis. However, their plans are stymied when the Chevalier Duval, an aide of the also corrupt Superintendent of Finances Nicolas Fouquet, stumbles across Philippe. Fouquet, via instructions from Louis, orders Duval to take Philippe from the Bastille and install him in another prison on the coast. Fortunately for Colbert and D'Artagnan, they learn of Philippe's fate from Louis' reluctant and disenchanted mistress Louise de La Vallière and plot to rescue the royal twin and continue with their plot to replace him with Louis. When I saw "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" for the first time, I thought it was perfect. Flawless. And it became one of my favorite Alexandre Dumas adaptations and television movies for years. After my recent viewing of the television movie, I now realize that it is not perfect. I feel that screenwriter William Bast had changed one aspect of Dumas' novel, "The Vicomte of Bragelonne: Ten Years Later", that had an impact on the 1977 movie's narrative. The novel had portrayed Louis as the older twin and rightful king of France. For some reason, Bast had made Philippe the oldest twin. Why? I have no idea. To justify Philippe's theft of the French throne? Unfortunately, this narrative change left me wondering why Philippe, as the "older twin" was not allowed to be his father's heir and later, successor. In one scene, Colbert explained that former French minister and lover of the twins' mother Queen Anne, Cardinal Mazarin, had Philippe taken away following the latter's birth, in order to manipulate then King Louis XIII. This explanation struck me as lame and confusing. And Bast should have never changed this aspect of Dumas' plot. Many moviegoers have become increasingly critical of any production that have not closely adhere to its literary source over the years. I have no idea how many of them felt about this 1977 television movie. But I have a pretty good idea how I feel about it. Although I found the major change mentioned in the above paragraph troubling, I had no problems with many of other Bast's changes. I have read Dumas' novel. It was interesting . . . to say the least. I have no problems reading or watching a story with a downbeat ending if it suits the narrative or if I am in the mood to embrace it. I have never been in the mood to embrace Dumas' 1847-50 novel. Which would probably explain why I enjoyed the changes in this adaptation a lot. But wait . . . extreme changes had been made in other adaptations of "The Vicomte de Bragelonne". What was it about this particular adaptation that I enjoyed? I found it better written than the other adaptations. For me, "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" was a tight and well-written story that did not drag or rush the movie's narrative. Which is more than I can say for Dumas' story. Most Dumas' adaptations tend to be part-dramas/part-swashbucklers. "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" - at least this version - seemed to be eighty-five percent drama and fifteen percent action. In fact, the only real action sequence in this production turned out to be D'Artagnan's rescue of Philippe from the coastal prison. And if I must be honest, I thought Mike Newell's direction, Freddie Young's cinematography and Bill Blunden's editing made that sequence a tense, yet exciting affair. However, the meat of "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" centered around its dramatic scenes. Thanks to Newell's direction, Bast's screenplay and a talented cast, the television movie featured some very memorable scenes. Among my favorites are Philippe's discovery that he is the King of France's twin brother, Louis' malicious reaction to his failure to impress Louise de La Vallière, a tense conversation between Philippe and Queen Marie-Therese, and the last verbal duel between Colbert and Fouquet. If I had to select my absolute favorite scene, it had to be the one that featured Louis' "Sun King" ballet, Louise's failure to be impressed and Louis' malicious act of using the Queen as a scapegoat for his embarrassment. As I had earlier stated, the dramatic scenes in "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" would have never been fully satisfying to me without its top notch cast. Yes, there were solid performances from the likes of Denis Lawson, Hugh Fraser and Brenda Bruce. But I found myself impressed by other members of the cast. They include Vivien Merchant, who did an excellent job in conveying Queen Marie-Therese's mixed emotions toward her emotionally abusive spouse - whether it was desire, resentment or a combination of both. Ian Holm was excellent as Minister Fouchet's aide, the Chevalier Duval, who seemed to be brimming with cunning intelligence and stealth. I would never associate Louis Jordan portraying a swashbuckling figure. But I must admit that he made an excellent man-of-action in his portrayal of the experienced, competent and quick-thinking D'Artagnan. 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In the end, I am happy to state that "THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK" remains one of my all time favorite adaptations of an Alexandre Dumas père novel. Despite my quibble of one of William Bast's changes in Dumas' story, I feel more than satisfied with his other changes and thought he had presented a first-rate story. And my satisfaction also extends to Mike Newell's top-notch direction and the excellent performances from a cast led by the always superb Richard Chamberlain.

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At the point when we rise above our encounters and learnings, love is not, at this point a thought of you, me, he, she, or us. To cherish is to deliver us from our agonies, fears, laments, disgrace, blame, and hallucinations, so we can rise above past our restricted view of ourselves and what love is.

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This is VERY 1000000% TOTALLY NSFW. 

Do not read this if you’re under 18. This is not for you. There is some mild BDSM content included here, and some potential triggers... if you’re concerned, feel free to message me and I can tell you what’s going on before you decide to read. 

Everything’s under the cut because I literally cannot help myself and started things out smutty as hell. 

This is Billy as I imagine him in the He’s Not Here universe. 

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Rating: NSFW 

Word Count: 8972 (I told you I was thorough.) 

Disclaimer: I don’t own the character of Billy Russo, but I wish I did.This is all still in reference to the man Billy is before Season 2 of Daredevil and Season 1 of The Punisher. 

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A=Aftercare - What they do/act like after sex

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With you, though, Billy’s a little different. You’ve earned his trust and his friendship, and that means that you get to curl up in bed next to him, his arm around your waist. He likes it when you run your fingers through his hair as you both calm down. He’s not romantic about it, but he never fails to tell you just how great you feel when your muscles clench around him, or how fucking good you looked beneath or on top of him.

B=Bondage - Are they into BDSM, and how far they’ll go if they have a green light

Billy likes restraining you, but he’s not 100% into being held back with anything more restrictive than one of his ties or your scarves… or your hands. Even though he’s much stronger than you, he’s willing to let you hold his wrists down while you’re riding him. He learned to tie knots during his service time, and loves to show off his skills… but what he really wants to try is tying your hands together above your head and fucking you while you’re standing. He’s strong enough to support your body weight with one arm, leaving the other free to explore every inch of your exposed skin.

Also, he convinced you to let him blindfold you once while your wrists were tied and now every time you smell his cologne - even on other men - you can’t help but get a little lightheaded… or resist the urge to press your thighs together.

C=Cum - pretty self explanatory

Billy hates feeling dirty or sticky, but he makes an exception - sometimes - when you’ve worn each other out. Not through the night, he always has to get up and clean himself (and you) off before he’ll let either of you fall asleep. Typically, though, since he is very careful to always wear a condom during sex, things aren’t that messy… but if you get a little too excited and he has to pull out before he comes, or you’ve decided to use your hands or mouth on him? You’ll get to feel his hands stroking over every inch of your skin as he cleans you up to his satisfaction.

D=Dom - Are they dominant, submissive, a switch?

Billy Russo is as dominant as they come - and loves to give you orders, which you are more than happy to follow. There’s something about listening to him barking out commands - “Sit down. Spread your legs.” - that makes you weak in the knees. But he doesn’t give you time to dwell on what he says, because once he gets going, there’s no stopping him. It only takes four words - “Get over here. Now.”  - and you’re lost to him… but he doesn’t like to take complete control every time you’re together, because it’s more fun to be spontaneous.

E=Experience

Even though Billy’s been with many women, (you’ve never asked for an exact number and wouldn’t dream of it) and knows exactly what to do to your body to set it on fire, it still took you two a few tries to fall into the perfect rhythm.  His prior experience had been with women who were all too willing to fall straight into his bed without any context, and because he’d actually known you and wanted to make sure things were different, the experience he had almost didn’t matter because your first time wasn’t quick and dirty - he took his time with you. The one thing though, that you’re sure of is that all of his prior experience has made it possible for him to delay his own pleasure for longer periods of time in order to ensure that you’re thoroughly satisfied.

F=Fantasy - A fantasy of theirs (ex: a teacher/student fantasy)

Laying in bed with Billy one night, his cheek resting on your bare chest, you’d asked him what his ultimate fantasy was. He rolled over, turning his head to look at you. “No one wants to know what my fantasies are.” He raised his eyebrows, smirking. “They just want me to fulfil theirs.” You laughed, telling him that you really wanted to know, that you couldn’t make it happen unless you knew where to start. “Alright. You really want to know?” You nodded, your nails raking across his scalp as you smoothed his hair back. “It’s pretty simple. I want to fuck someone in a place that means something to me - that’s a symbol of my success.” You frowned, and he continued. “Not my apartment, that’s boring… but somewhere else. The facility?” You knew he was referring to the building he wanted to rent for the company he was planning to start. “On the training mats, or on the equipment… maybe even using some of the equipment” His eyes had darkened. “And then, that way, every time I look at it or use it, I’ll know.No one else will, but I will.” He licked his lips. “It’d be a good memory, enough to get me through the hard days.” Though you were surprised that he hadn’t done that yet, hadn’t brought a woman to his office, or been with anyone in a public place like that, he wrinkled his nose and shook his head, beard scratching against your skin when you voiced your response. “I like to keep my personal life and my professional life separate, never wanted to take anyone there. Well, I did… but there just wasn’t… anyone worthwhile.”

You’d been almost asleep later that night when he spoke again, leaning over to kiss you just beneath the ear. “My real fantasy, though?” He whispered the words and you didn’t move, didn’t respond because you knew that if he had any indication that you could actually hear him, or that you were awake that he wouldn’t continue. “My real fantasy is someone being capable of loving me for what I am, not what I can give them.” He settled back into his pillows on his side, one arm going over your waist. “I might even be able to care for them, too.”

G=Got Caught - How they react when they get caught having sex

Billy’s not shy about his sexual encounters, and he’s actually been caught plenty of times. Quickies in bathrooms, hooking up in the coatroom of a restaurant, some girl going down on him in his car… none of it phases him, because Billy is 100% totally unashamed about sex and about what it means… because it’s just for pleasure and release, and there’s not much emotion behind it for him. Does he enjoy it? Of course… but to Billy, it’s not something that should be hidden, because sex is just that: an act. Yeah, his face turns a little red and he might get a bit annoyed if someone catches him in a compromising position… but he’s still more than capable of finishing even when he knows there’s a captive audience.

Except with you. He doesn’t want anyone else to see you with his hands on your body, doesn’t want anyone else to get an eyeful of you when the two of you are being intimate - because that’s for him and no one else. He’s not against touching you in public, teasing you with a hand on your lower back or resting on the curve of your ass - or even lower, when his fingers brush against the backs of your thighs beneath your skirt-  but as soon as he thinks that someone might be watching, it’s back to business as usual, and you’ve gotta wait til the time is right for him to finish what he’s started.

H=Hot Spots - A place that drives them crazy when stimulated

Billy’s got a lot of these spots, and you’ve had the pleasure of finding them for yourself.

For example:

He’s got a thing about his neck. He loves it when you run your fingers through his beard, scraping your nails against his skin. He loves it even more, though, when you use your teeth and tongue on the same area, moving up from his Adam’s apple toward his jawline. He’ll throw his head back and moan your name, digging his fingers into the skin of your back or shoulders, depending on your position.

Billy also thoroughly enjoys when your hands are on his hips and your fingers move to that perfect V of well defined muscles. Not only does you tracing circles against his skin soothe him, it tells him that something even better is about to happen. Though you’d be content to have your fingers against his skin for hours, Billy’s impatience usually leads to sex quite quickly, and then he’s totally fine with you going back to touching him once you’ve finished.

One final thing? Billy gets weak in the knees if you’re holding hands and you use your thumb to draw on his palm. It happened one night at dinner when you were out with Frank and Maria, and ever since, it’s been your “in public” go-to move ever since, and you know that a few swipes of your thumb get him hard as hell.

I=Intimacy - How romantic they are, or can be, before, during, or after sex

Intimacy with Billy isn’t the same as it is with other men, because even though he’s romantic in the sense that he anticipates what you want and need, it’s more about the friendship that you’ve built with him. He’s good with dates - remembers your birthday, the day you met, etc… but he’s not about grand gestures, at least when it comes to proving his feelings. To Billy, intimacy means honesty - and when he opened up about his past with you, that was more intimate than the previous hours he’d spent inside of you or with his mouth on you.

J=Journey - Their ideal way of leading up to sex.

Billy likes to toy with you, but you know that pretty much anything can (and will) result in sex. The lead up is almost as good as the main event; Billy’s good at getting your attention, but it’s not like he does anything out of the ordinary. It’s the small things, the subtle things that he does to work you up, to get you to notice him - as if you could ever ignore him.

It starts with the looks he gives you, one eyebrow raised across the table (or sitting next to you at the bar or on the couch), the way that his tongue doesn’t ever seem to stay in his mouth for very long… it’s always making its way across his lips, poking out between his teeth as he laughs or smiles. It gets more intense when you notice his fingers moving against each other; sometimes with flat palms, other times lacing together as if he’s stretching them out (...and those fingers get very dexterous when they’re ready to go).

From there, it’s all about the eye contact. Billy’s a master at giving you bedroom eyes… especially when you’re out in public; that smoldering look from deep within eyes that are so dark you can’t tell where the iris ends and the pupil begins - but when he’s looking at you and thinking about you beneath him, it doesn’t matter, because no one has ever looked at you the way that Billy Russo does, and you know that no matter how many other partners you’ll have in the future, no one ever will again.

The fact of the matter is that Billy’s a master at using his own body language to get you ready to go - and then once his low voice fills your ears, be it at a normal volume or rasped into your ear, asking “D’you even know what I’m gonna do to you?”, well he’s already won. With him, it’s not about the touching or the physical foreplay; you know what Billy looks like beneath his clothes and what he’s capable of… it’s about what’s on the outside and what he can do with a few simple movements or mannerisms… it’s his behaviors, the unconscious actions that get you truly worked up.

K=Kinks - list a few of their kinks, be they the normalized ones or kinkier kinks.

Three things: knives, sensation play and … well defined collarbones?

Yes, you’re reading that right. Billy Russo has a thing for a woman with pronounced collarbones. You figured that out the first night that you wore a strapless dress with him - on the first date you went on after sleeping with him - though you’d noticed him constantly finding ways to touch your shoulders and clavicle, even before he’d seen you without clothes. He hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of you that night in particular, and as soon as you’d gotten back to his place, you’d found out why.

“C’mere.” Reaching out, Billy took your hand and pulled you close to him, nuzzling his face against your cheek. “Let me take care of you.” Whispering into your ear, he’d lowered his head to kiss the top of your shoulder, his fingers moving on either side of your neck before he moved his hands to your waist to hold you in place, hip to hip.

You thought he was going for your neck, but to your surprise, Billy’s lips hovered over the base of your throat before dropping down to touch your skin. He moved back outward toward your shoulder, following along against the ridge of bone that was clearly visible beneath the skin, lips parted as they traced against it. You felt his tongue too, hot and wet and joined by his teeth as he nipped at your skin, first on one side of your body and then the other. “Fuck.” He was whispering against you, the hot breath against the dampness left by his mouth making you shiver, and so when his mouth finally stopped moving, you didn’t know what to expect next. “Was that alright?” He was panting and you could feel his… level of interest against your body, his hips rocking gently against you. “Fuck, I can’t… shit.” And then his mouth was on you again, teeth closing with a bit more force against your skin and your hands were in his hair and you didn’t know how anything could feel better… until, of course, that dark head of his made it between your legs for the very first time.

As for the sensation play…. Billy likes to experiment with hot and cold. Ice cubes being moved against body parts are one of his favorites; he loves using them against your breasts, teasing the nipples into hard peaks before taking them into his mouth to warm them back up, or simply running the cold squares up and down your stomach, letting them melt against your abdomen just to hear you gasp before he dips his head down and licks the liquid from your skin. And his fingers, cold against  and inside of your warmest place? There’s nothing else like it. He loves when you tease him with ice, too - sucking on the cubes to freeze your mouth before you use your tongue along his length… but he likes warmth more.

And you’re only happy to oblige his simple requests for candle wax in the bed; though you were afraid it would be too messy, too painful, he assured you that it wasn’t… and he was  right. The first time you’d tilted the candle over his sternum, straddling his hips and  watching as his eyes locked on the flickering flame - dark and hooded - you’d been afraid that when it finally dripped down, he’d be mad… but he’d been the exact opposite. His hands fisted into the blankets and he hissed through his bared teeth up at you as the liquid touched his skin and began hardening, his hips rising to meet yours as he arched his back. “Again. More.” This was trust - and Billy gave it to you freely…. So you did exactly as he asked, feeling yourself begin to come apart as you watched him do the same with every single drop of red wax against his pale, perfect skin.

When it comes to knives, Billy Russo is something of an expert. You see it in his eyes when he’s eating dinner and he focuses on the blades that he uses to cut his food, when he’s cataloging his weapons in his apartment, his fingers moving across the serrated edges of the knives as he cleans or sharpens them… but there’s something special about his KA-BAR, the handle well worn, blade still as sharp as the day it was issued. You’ve seen him play with it, testing the weight in his hands, twirling the point against his palm or on the surface of a table, and something about the action; the idea that one slip of the razor sharp edge could put an end to anything in front of it - especially in his hands - to see how lovingly he handles that knife as if it’s an extension of himself… really gets you in the mood. And so, one day, you decide to bring it up to him after a particularly intense fuck while the feeling of his fingers at your throat is still in the forefront of your mind.

“So.” You cleared your throat, running your fingers across his bare chest, the sparse hair there damp with sweat. “So.. Billy.” You wanted to ask, wanted to bring it up, but now that the opportunity had presented itself, you were nervous. “Um.” You cleared your throat again, eyes cast downward at the sheet bunched over his waist. “Have you ever, um... “ What is this? Would he even be interested? Is it… weird? “How do you feel about knife play?” He sucked in a breath and immediately his hands found your face, turning it toward him as he sat up in bed, eyes wide.

“What did you ask me?” His tone was unreadable, but his eyes were blazing. “Knives? In bed?” You nodded. “I never… that’s not something that you bring up on the first night you’re in bed with someone; that shit would scare most people away.”

“So, is that a no?” You were bolder now, seeing the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing became more rapid. It’s a no. But he’s… not turning it down. “No knives? I see how you look at them when you’re…”

“I’m interested. But… why?” His voice had gotten more gruff, his tongue moving across his lower lip. “You… would you trust me?” Yes.

“I don’t know why. But… yes.” You were surprised at how strong your voice was and you reached out, fingers curling against his chin, which was barely covered in stubble. “Yeah, I think it’d be pretty fucking great.” He smiled, but it was a cold smile, a smile that took him out of the room and far away - but the warmth never left his eyes. “You seem to… like blades, and…”

“I do.” He sniffed, nose crinkling. “I like them very much.”

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Two weeks later, you were in bed with him at his place, both of you almost nude when he’d stopped, kneeling over you with his hands moving against the skin of your stomach, just above the waistband of your panties. “So.” He licked his lips, cocking his head to the side. “So, about those knives.” Your breathing sped up, and he smirked. “You still interested?” You nodded emphatically, and he did too, reaching over to the side table and opening the drawer, producing a blade that was much smaller than his typical knife… but still at least four inches long. “I looked into it.” He held the blade up, allowing it to catch the light from the street lamp outside the window. “I wanted to make sure we could be safe, so we’re not using my knives, those have… seen and done too much. This one isn’t as sharp, there’s less of a chance for breaking skin.”

“Billy….” You breathed his name, eyes focused on the blade glittering in the semi-darkness, but he was focused on the blade too, bringing it down to rest flat against the palm of his hand. And then he looked back at you.

“I got some ground rules, though.” You nodded, your lips parted. “Nothin’ near your face or your neck.” Ok, that’s … yes. “I ain’t gonna restrain you at all. This isn’t about fear or domination. Maybe we can work up to that, but…” His features softened. “I don’t wanna scare you. I’m not gonna get off on your fear.” You nodded, your lips still parted, and then he transferred the blade to his other hand, putting it down against the mattress before he leaned in to kiss you hard, his tongue plunging into your mouth. “You want me to stop, you think it’s too much, you use the word…” He paused. “Anvil.” Another nod from you. “Alright. Prop yourself up on those pillows.”

You did as he asked and then he scooted backwards, resting on your thighs as he leaned forward, lifting the knife up again. He started with it just below the hollow of your neck, pressing down with the tip slightly - just so that you could feel it, and you inhaled sharply at the sensation, feeling the cold blade against your skin. He was still smirking as he spun the blade, trailing it down between your breasts, tilting it so that the entirety of the blade’s width made contact with your skin. You were panting by the time he reached your navel, and his eyes were locked on the movement of the knife, entirely focused on what he was doing. You thought that you were going to combust by the time he’d finished with the skin of your abdomen, scooting even further back down your legs, his stance widening.

The blade turned in his hand and slipped beneath your pantyline, the metal cold against the sensitive skin there and you bucked your hips - and he for the first time touched you with his hand again, pushing you back down against the mattress. “Spread your legs.” You did so without question, and he removed the knife from beneath the elastic, passing it from one hand to the other. “Remember. Anvil.” But as you were nodding, the blade dipped between your legs, and the sensation of the cool metal against the inside of your thigh -  first one leg and then the other, running from the apex of your thighs almost to your knees and then back up - slowly, so slowly - had you moaning from deep in your throat, and you had to fight to keep your eyes open because watching him watch you was the biggest turn on in the entire universe.

Billy was watching intently, and you could see just how aroused he was, the outline of his length well defined against his light colored boxer briefs as he moved his hand. “Billy, fucking hell.” Your words were a whisper, fingers tangled into the blankets beneath you - and he continued to drag the blade up and down, alternating between using the edge and the tip, fast and then slow, and his breaths increased in frequency. I’m going to come without him even touching me, this is insane. As the thought crossed your mind, he pulled the knife back up, looked at it and then raised his eyes to yours. You’d never seen them so dark, and if you hadn’t trusted him so completely, you would have been terrified.

“You like these?” He used the knife to indicate your panties, and when you shook your head no, he grinned at you. “Good.” He swiftly returned the blade to its former location, sliding it back beneath the left leg opening and turned the sharp edge upward. With a quick jerk of his hand - and a gasp at the coolness against your skin again - the material separated in a straight line. Oh Jesus. Billy lowered the blade again, using it to move the lace out of the way, exposing you to him. He paused, and then an almost playful smile crossed his lips, his eyes focused on the area between your legs. “Get ready.” He adjusted his position and lowered himself onto his chest, propping himself up on his elbows between your legs… and then the knife was back, the flat side of the blade pressed against your entrance and you gasped, moaning his name again.

After a few moments, Billy removed the knife and then raised it in front of his face, looking at you over it. Without breaking eye contact, he turned the knife so that the sharp edge was facing you and in one movement, licked along the entire length of the blade, his eyes rolling back into his head only as he got his first taste of you. You barely had time to register what you were looking at before you - distantly - heard the knife clattering against the wall and the floor and he surged forward, diving back between your legs.

You used knives a lot after that, and things even got a little more dangerous a time passed.

L=Location -  Where they like to have sex at, do they like risky locations, etc.

Risky, no. Public? Yes. Billy isn’t against pinning you (or anyone, for that matter) against the wall to kiss you senseless, but he’s not about to willingly remove all of his clothes in a very public place. He likes the safety and confines of his spaces - the car, his apartment, anywhere comfortable. Billy Russo has worked hard to ensure that he can be comfortable when he is having sex. While location is something to consider, Billy won’t pass up an opportunity to get laid, even if it means that he has to be a little creative about where… and how it happens.

M=Masturbation - How they are when they get themselves off, what they get themselves off to.

Due to his time in the military, Billy’s learned the art of masturbation - he can get himself off in less a minute when he’s really in a hurry, but he’s able to prolong it if he’s watching something interesting… like you, touching yourself in front of him. When he’s alone, it’s quick, clinical and specifically to find release… but if you’re in the room, everything changes.

Billy doesn’t need any visual aids; he’s got enough mental images of you and his past partners to get the job done. But if he can hear you? That makes him come even faster, even if he can’t see you, which is why he’s taken to calling you for some audible “help” when he’s got to stay late at work or you’re busy planning an event.

N=NO - A few things that they will absolutely, under no circumstances, ever do.

Billy will not, under any circumstances take part in sexual encounters that are with drunk women. He won’t take advantage of a woman’s lack of control - he knows what it’s like to be misled and used. He will not simulate acts of violence like kidnapping, rape, torture or strangulation. He’s willing to apply a little pressure to your throat (and fuck do you love it when he’s got his fingers there), but he won’t let it get to the point of true pain. He won’t ever hit you, either.

Billy will also not entertain the idea of bringing a second man into the bedroom, though he’s very open to having a second woman… since there’s more than enough of him to go around.

O=On’s - Their top turn on’s that they have (things that’ll get them super horny super quickly).

Billy likes an intelligent woman that isn’t afraid to call him out on his shit. Most of the women he sleeps with land in his bed because he likes the way that they look - but the ones that are willing so sass him a little and meet his one liners with comebacks of their own? They’re the ones he comes back to, the ones that get second dates. Confidence - like the confidence Billy has in himself - is the biggest turn on that Billy can think of.

He loves seeing a woman’s hand against his forearm. There’s something about the way a woman’s fingers look wrapped around his skin; the slender fingers and long, painted nails. This also applies to the way your hand looks wrapped around his length, too.

Billy’s turned on by a woman that can hold their liquor. He likes to drink and have a good time, and while he understands that there’s a time for drinks like daiquiris and margaritas, he can truly appreciate a woman that can slug back shots of whiskey drink for drink with him.

He likes receiving flirty text messages from you, and you’ve perfected the art of getting him hard - and ready - with only a few words…. Or pictures. Billy likes knowing that you’re thinking about him, and there’s nothing like a picture of the swell of your breast above the bathwater or the curve of your ass on top of the bedsheets to get him going.

P=Position -  Their favorite position to have sex in.

This might surprise people to learn, but Billy’s favorite position for sex is taking you from behind. Standing, laying down, sitting… he loves the way that it feels to have your entire back pressed against his chest, his hands on your breasts… or your neck, or your lower body, fingers moving against your skin. He loves the feeling of controlling your movements against him, and even though he can’t always look at your face this way, it’s the perfect position for having sex in front of a mirror, where he can stare at you all he wants - head to toe. He also really likes this position because it leaves his mouth free to explore.. And he loves to latch his lips against your neck, his teeth on your earlobe… or, best of all, holding your head to the side and kissing you like you’re the last woman alive and only he knows how to keep you satisfied.

Q=Quickie - Do they like it, do they prefer quickies over actual sex, etc.

Billy won’t ever turn down lengthy, multiple rounds of sex, but he’s a sucker for quickies too, because he loves the thrill of knowing that he can get you off so quickly - and thoroughly… like the time he surprised you at work, and make you come three times in in under fifteen minutes in your office’s break room. He’d finished too, of course, but being quick wasn’t anything new for him… and you’d helped him out immensely by whispering into his ear and telling him all of the things that you wanted him to do to you later that night.

R=Rough - How rough they are, or get, when in bed.

It’s no surprise that Billy’s rough more often than not, but he’s not so rough that it’s off putting. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but he’s strong and he’s focused, and sometimes he gets a little carried away. This is especially true when he’s on top of you, because that way he can set the pace that suits him the best, and you can’t do anything but let him go for it. It’s also true when you’re on your hands and knees for him; even when you begin in the middle of the bed, more often than not, you end up bracing yourself against the headboard after slipping across his (or your own) sheets.

His kisses are biting, no matter where on your body they fall. Your lips are often swollen for hours after you’ve been together, and he’s been known to leave marks on your breasts, ass and even your inner thighs and biceps because it’s almost as if he can’t keep his mouth and his teeth to himself in bed. (Not that you’re complaining, because every mark is a reminder of him and how he can make your body feel). These marks are sometimes even joined with finger shaped bruises - specifically on your hips and your lower back.

And you pulling on his hair? He loves it, especially when you use the action to guide his mouth to where you want it most. He’s not afraid to pull on yours either, but if there’s one thing Billy Russo wants, it’s to ensure that you’re enjoying yourself as much as he is, so gasps of pain and surprise are fine, but if he thinks he’s actually hurting you, he’ll lessen his grip immediately.

S=Stamina - How long they can go before they tap out.

Good things come to those who wait, and Billy is a master at controlling his own body. Multiple rounds in one night are commonplace for the two of you, and though you’re unsure about whether or not that’s the case for the other women in his life, you aren’t complaining. His reputation precedes him, and you’ve heard the whispers in the bars and restaurants - even at the events that you go to - about his talents in bed… they’re all true. He doesn’t focus on emotions, but rather the body that’s directly in front of him, and by setting  his sights on what he wants and needs to you for you, he delays his own satisfaction. Once he’s inside of you, though, he alternates between controlled and unpredictable, and it all depends on what kind of mood he’s in. You asked him once how he’d learned himself (and the needs of his partners) so well (especially since many of them weren’t repeat encounters)  and with that single lock of hair falling across his eyes and a large grin on his face, he’d raised an eyebrow and given you a one word response: “Practice.”

T=Toys - Do use toys, do they own them, what kind, etc.

He does not use toys, but it’s not because he has no interest. It’s because he needs to keep his reputation up, and he needs to ensure that people remember him for what he can do and what he can offer... not what he needs help with. If he’s only going to fuck someone once, he wants to ensure that he’s providing the pleasure, that he’s what his bedmate is thinking of. For people that he’s with more than once, though? He’s fascinated with the way that the body responds to outside stimulation, fascinated by being able to control what happens when this button is pressed, or that switch is flipped.

U=Unfair - How much they tease you, how they tease you, etc.

With Billy, the teasing is all worth it because you know that (at least for now) the teasing is going to lead to sex, or a sexual act of some sort. Sometimes, like when you’re at dinner and he rests his hand on your thigh under the table, fingers slowly circling as they make their way closer and closer to your center before pulling away, him getting you off with his hand once - fast, efficient, his lips whispering filthy things into your ear - quick is better.

It’s the nights, though, when he spends hours antagonizing you - adjusting the zipper of his pants multiple times, putting his hands on his hips after unbuttoning his jacket and just staring at you, tongue poking out between his lips, running that same tongue out over his lower lip in the middle of conversations, his eyes blazing as he looks at you - that you know you’re in for a good night when he finally thinks you’ve had enough. The man himself is a tease, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes, and he knows it… it’s all about finding the right ways to entice you and keep you waiting, lips parted in anticipation for him to tell you that it’s time to act on it.

V=Volume - How loud they get when having sex, things they might say, etc.

He’s not a screamer, but Billy’s vocal in bed. Yes, he grunts and moans with the best of them, his uneven breathing helping you to understand exactly what he’s feeling and doing and thinking… but it’s the things that he says to you in bed - no matter how quietly - that make all the difference. Whispered instructions - “Hands behind your head.” “Don’t even think about moving.” “Tell me how much you like that” - are often enough to get you soaking wet before he’s even touched you or entered you, and it’s all about the cadence of his voice and the way his accent comes through just a bit more when he’s aroused. And besides, you like his quiet moans better, when he whispers your name, lips trailing against the skin of your neck or your chest.

W=Wild Card - a random letter for the character of your choice.

Billy’s got a thing about his scars. Not the ones that he got in the group home - those, you don’t talk about or pay attention to, not after seeing the change in his eyes and the set of his jaw as he’d told you what happened - but the ones that he got overseas. Billy’s not one to wear his scars with a sense of pride; instead, he sees them as a source of frustration. Did he get hurt? Yes. Did he survive? Yes. Are the scars there whether he likes them or not? Yes. But they’re not him, and while they tell a story, they don’t tell his story. He doesn’t see the scars as a part of himself, instead as almost a separate entity; Billy Russo’s war wounds could belong to an entirely different person and he’d be perfectly fine with it. He wants to be looked at  and admired for what he has accomplished, what he can provide, what he is capable of in the future, not what has happened to him without his permission or control.

That’s where you come in. A few months after you’d started seeing Billy - roughly 5 weeks after you’d started sleeping with him on and off, you’d been having a conversation about something entirely different when he’d interrupted. “Whadya think of my scars?” Cocking his head to the side, he’d focused his eyes on you, his fingers toying with the glass he held in his hands. “You’ve seen ‘em all, what do you think of them?” Frowning at him, you thought for a moment.

“What do you mean, what do I think of them?”

“Do they turn you on? Me bein’ a survivor of war, comin’ back here with imperfections?” Imperfections? It’s a scar, not a missing limb. “A lot of the other women, they’ve focused on the scars, you know?” He shook his head, a bitter tone entering his voice. “They pay special attention to ‘em, run their fingers over them, say ‘Oh, Billy. You’re a hero.’” He shook his head again, finishing his drink. “What do you think of them.” Your heart was beating quickly, but you didn’t have time to think because the longer you waited, the more you knew he was going to question your answer.

“I don’t think of them.” His eyes widened, and he leaned closer to you. “They’re there, sure.... But everyone’s got scars, Billy. You could have gotten them from falling out of a window or getting into a bike accident, or whatever. You just happened to get yours some other way.” Reaching out, you motioned for him to put the glass down before you climbed onto his lap, resting on his knees and facing him. Show him. “There are plenty of other parts of your body that I’d rather run my fingers over,” you said as you lowered your hand to the zipper of his jeans, rubbing him through the material. “There are plenty of other things I’d rather focus on.” His eyes had darkened. “You went through a lot of shit, Billy… and I’m sure you’ll end up with more scars in the future, you’re gonna go back ...over there eventually.” I don’t want to think about that. “But I’d like you just the same with or without them, I’m indifferent.”

Leaning forward, you pressed your lips to his jaw, kissing your way along it toward his ear and then dragging your tongue along the skin there, feeling him swallow beneath it as you lowered your head, tongue still out and tracing a line against his skin.

“What are you doing?” His voice was low, and as you pulled back, you shook your head. “Why are you - “

“Lift your arms, and I’m going to take your shirt off and show you every other area of your body that I care about more than those damn scars.” He inhaled sharply, but lifted his arms, allowing you to pull his t-shirt up and off. Throwing it to the side, you smiled, leaning in to press a kiss beneath his right eye. “This birthmark.” A kiss to the corner of his left eye. “The way your skin crinkles right here when you laugh or smile.” Your lips found the tip of his nose. “The way your nose wrinkles.” This is too much, it’s going to scare him off. You aren’t together, you’re just fucking, it’s… friends, with benefits, without clothes a lot… But you couldn’t stop, your lips moving to his to kiss him deeply, tongue sliding into his mouth for long moments before you pulled back, sliding backwards on his legs and pushing him to lean back against the couch.

By the time your tongue slid across his abdomen, you were kneeling on the ground in front of him, hands working at the button of his jeans. I’d lick every inch of him if he’d let me. “You don’t gotta… what… God. Don’t stop that.” His jeans were undone and pulled down around his thighs along with his boxer briefs, and you looked up at him, smirking, fingers wrapped around him as you moved your hand up and down slowly, one eyebrow raised.

“Got any other silly questions, Russo?” He shook his head and the word “no” tumbled out of his mouth while something much more substantial found its way into yours.

X=X-Ray - How they look with their clothes off

Starting from the top down, Billy Russo looks like he was carved from marble: he’s a masterpiece. His body is long and lean - muscled in all of the right places. Though he isn’t bulky, he’s strong, capable of handling his own in a fight. He keeps in shape - drinking a ton of water to keep his skin clear, and he’s a runner. He says that it’s to keep his legs strong, but you know that it’s also to allow him time to think to himself, putting his headphones in an losing himself on a treadmill for an hour or making his way through Central Park when the weather is nice.

He’s gorgeous to look at - head to toe - and he knows it. The first time you got a glimpse of his bare ass, watching as he stepped away from the bed to get you something to drink you couldn’t help but smile, the subtle curve of the muscle illuminated in the moonlight, and it made you want to reach out and grab it, running your hands all over it and digging your fingers into it. His skin is smooth and perfect, pale (except when he’s deployed, and has spent long hours in the sun and wind) and supple; he takes care of himself, since he’s got a lot of pride in his personal appearance.

But between his legs? Billy’s slightly above average; about seven inches fully erect and just thick enough to make things feel a little uncomfortable (but so damn good), especially if it’s been a while since he’s been inside you. He’s definitely more than a handful for you - and even for himself, but it’s a sight to behold when he’s running his own fingers along his length, laying in bed and looking up at you while you watch. He keeps himself well groomed all over; though there’s hair on his arms and legs, he cleans up below the belt because he knows that A) it makes him look bigger B) It’s more comfortable  for him… and C) because he loves the feeling of your nails and mouth against his almost bare skin.

Y=Yearning - How often they need to have sex.

Billy’s got a high sex drive, but it’s not really a need - it’s more of a want. Billy can go long periods of time without having sex, but why should he? Sex is a good way to release tension for him, to put the day (week, month, year) behind him and focus on something good and enjoyable for a period of time. While he likes knowing that he could have someone 7 days a week in his bed if he wanted, there’s not always time for that - nor does he want to worry about the implications of having someone around that often. Ideally, since he’s unwilling to be in a committed relationship, refuses quality over quantity, Billy would have a new woman each week… but since you met him, he’s slowed things down a bit, and has even found fault with some of his dates. Things that normally wouldn’t have bothered him became irritating, and he found that while sex was sex, the idea of having an actual conversation with a woman to get to that point was almost unthinkable.

In the seven weeks between meeting you and sleeping with you for the first time, Billy had been out with six different “new” women, and only two of them had ended with sex. All of them had been willing - especially the one that you’d met - but he hadn’t found it in him to consummate the dates. Sure, he’d called two of his old hookups and had had them over, but sex four nights out of seven weeks? That’s how he’d known you were a little different than the others

Z=ZZZ - How quickly they fall asleep after having sex.

Billy’s so goddamn thorough in bed that you have no idea how long it takes him to fall asleep because once he’s done with you, you can barely keep your eyes open. He doesn’t sleep much, but he sleeps hard… so you’d imagine that he nods off pretty quickly once he’s had his way with you.

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D = Dirty Secret (Bonus, from another NSFW Alphabet list)

(Written specifically for @ooo-barff-ooo)

It wasn’t the first time you’d seen Billy Russo drunk, and you knew that it wouldn’t be the last, but there was a difference between drunk and blackout drunk. A random Wednesday in April, he’d called you and asked you to come out with him, and you’d agreed, even though you hadn’t heard from him in over a week. You’re not a couple, remember that.  Meeting him at the bar, you’d immediately started drinking - and Billy was drinking to get wasted. After the first few rounds, you’d started pacing yourself, knowing that you’d have to get him back to his place… somewhere that you hadn’t yet been in the six weeks since you’d first met him.

Two hours later, Billy could barely stand, and you’d called for a car to come pick you up after convincing him to let you take him home. “Oh, you’re gonna take me home?” You nodded, slipping your arm around his waist to help him walk to the door.

“I am. I’m going to take care of you, Billy Russo.” He smiled at you, and it was such a genuine smile that you were stunned. He’d never looked at you that way before, and it was a refreshing change of pace, since he spent so much time trying to keep his walls up around you. The car ride to his home was uneventful, and he’d actually been able to help you by walking through the lobby to his elevator, your arm around his waist and his around your shoulders.

He leaned his head back against the mirrored wall of the elevator, eyes closed. “I hate today.” You frowned, but didn’t question it, instead focusing on the floor numbers lighting up, followed by helping him to his door and unlocking it for him. He stumbled inside, bracing himself on the small table in the dining room for a minute, his head hanging down. “Can you get me some water, please? I need to lay down.”

He went into his room without turning the lights on, and you followed after him, a large cup of cold water in your hands. He was laying back on the bed, his legs dangling over the edge and he’d managed to remove his shirt but not his boots. “Hey, you.” He groaned. “I got your water, can you sit up and drink it?” He slowly complied, swaying as he took the cup from your hands and you knelt on the floor in front of him, unlacing the boots and pulling them off of his feet, one by one. You heard the cup clatter to the floor next to you and jumped back in case there was still liquid in it, but he’d finished it all. “Socks on or off?”

He mumbled the word “off” and you pulled them from his feet, lifting his legs one by one onto the bed so that he could stretch out. Shirtless Billy Russo in bed in front of me, oh man. Pulling the spare blanket from beneath his legs, you draped it loosely over his body and then walked back to the head of the bed, leaning down. “Hey, Billy?” His breathing had evened out, and you weren’t sure if he was sleeping or not. “‘I’m gonna go, OK?” He didn’t respond, and before you could help yourself you leaned down, kissing his cheek. As you stood, you saw in the glow of the streetlight that he was smiling.

“You don’t gotta go.” He opened his eyes, and they were clear - and filled with longing. “Stay.” What’s the harm in that? You nodded and he shut his eyes again. After pulling your hoodie and shoes off, you circled the bed and climbed in next to him, using the comforter that he was laying on top of to cover yourself. “Hey.” He rolled toward you, his eyes still closed. “Hey, I gotta tell you something, OK?” He licked his lips and tried to prop himself up on an elbow, but couldn’t.

“Hey, Billy, it’s fine, just tell me tomorrow.” After you get pissed that I’m here in the first place and saw you like this. “Just get some sleep.”

“No, I gotta tell you why I hate today.” He sucked his lower lip into his mouth, biting down on it. “I gotta tell you because I need you to know. You’re my friend and I need you to…” Billy’s behavior wasn’t that of the man that you’d grown to know, it was more like that of a teenager. “C’mere.” He reached out with one arm, pulling you closer, and even drunk, you felt the strength in his grip. I’ll allow it. Your foreheads were close together, his breathing hard. “I hate today because it’s the day that I got my heart stomped on by my girlfriend.”

Of all the things that he could have said, that was the last thing you’d expected. “Billy…” You trailed off, not knowing what to say. He took a breath and opened his eyes, staring into yours.

“I never told anyone this before.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “I was fifteen, almost sixteen and she was my age. We...we met in the group home where I lived,and were together for seven months.” He was slurring somewhat, but his words were mostly clear. “We decided to… be together one night and I was so nervous, I’d never...but she had... “ he mumbled a few words. “And so…” Billy swallowed. “I finished before I was even all the way in, I couldn’t help it.” Your eyes widened, and Billy opened his again - they were filled with anguish, even through the inebriation. “She told everyone. She told everyone and they all made fun of me, they called me “Billy Blows It”.

He just told me something real. Your heart was pounding and Billy was silent, but his eyes were still screwed shut. “Billy.” Your response was quiet, and you moved so that you could speak directly into his ear, wanting to be sure he heard you. “Billy, she wouldn’t know what hit her now.” He chuckled but you could hear the pain in the noise. “I bet that’s never happened to you again, either.” He agreed with you, and as you laid back down, you saw that his face had smoothed out, his breathing even again. He won’t remember this in the morning.

A few minutes later, he started snoring softly, his arm still around your waist. Laying there, in the dark, you took a deep breath and reached up, stroking your fingers against his cheek and through his hair - if he remembered it, remembered your touch or your tenderness, or what he’d told you, you could just deny it when the two of you woke up… after all, you had the upper hand for once.

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A Crash Course in afreakingdork’s Kacchako Fanfiction

So this is mostly for me, but as of now (and has been for a few months) I have 21 different Kacchako works. I wanted to make a list of them with my feelings on them and the differences explored in each. I will put it under the cut in case you aren’t interested in a long post... 

Note: I will be listing them in chronological order from date of completion (oldest to most recent)! 

1. Challenge

Actually and technically my first Kacchako fanfiction. Shameless house party smut. 

2.  Building Blocks

My first full-blown story. A cute falling in love scenario. I’m proud of this as my first full fledged story, but I am not a fan of the weird present tense writing I decided to go with. 

3.  Virus

This story really is much less about Kacchako and more about my first desire to explore a character’s feelings. In this case, I wanted to explore a scenario where Katsuki has to question his own sanity considering how full of himself he is. Since so much of this story is absent of direct Kacchako vibes, I even tacked on a little epilogue just to give myself some shipping! 

4.  You Don't Care

By this point I really wanted to start exploring Ochako’s end of the spectrum, but what came out was this strange self-depreciating smut? I was not a fan of this, but I am a big proponent in not deleting stuff, so it still exists. 

5.  The Art of Seduction

Born of pure comedy of wanting to see how different character dynamics can work. A bit of a self-insert since I had written so many chapters of fanfiction at this point that I gave Ochako a role of doing something similar. I let her craft the story for me as a way to make amends for doing her dirty in the previous work. 

From here on out, I typically go for a much stronger Ochako. I want to clarify that there is nothing necessarily wrong with the idea of writing self-depreciating sex or even relations just to help one forget bad things that have happened, but I just felt like Ochako is so much more than that. 

6.  Reunion

What I consider to be my Magnum Opus. I really wanted to tackle an extremely complex emotional subject matter and knew I had to do it with extreme caution and care. I will forever be proud of what I accomplished, regardless of the few negative reviews I’ve received. 

7.  Deceiving the Universe

To clear the air from the previous work. I jumped into a pure romantic comedy scenario. I also wanted to tackle a Katsuki that was a more open and willing participant while Ochako is the one being blindsided. Also also I wanted a Katsuki truly born of two fashion industry parents (a bit of Ouran Hitachiin twins if you will). 

8.  Explosive Crowd

Inspired by Record Store Day, I wanted to write a story about drummer Bakugou and Band Crew Uraraka~ I’ve always wanted to write a Jiromomo companion piece for this... 

9.  Love: Drenched in Pink

For the record, this was before I knew of Hori’-sensei’s original concept for Bakugou! I just independently wanted to write about a Bakugou that is hit with a ‘love potion’ type quirk and acted completely OOC in love. I ended up with this crack version where his real self is trapped inside. I didn’t realize it during the conception phase, but my editor helped me really straddle the line of whether or not Uraraka was taking advantage of Bakugou. It’s sad I hadn’t thought of it during conception, that she was in a position to do something like that... 

10.  Better Than Masturbation

My most popular fic and pure sexual delight. I wanted a sexual story that was really based in reality. This fic also marks me returning to the ‘greedy’ Ochako from You Don't Care, but in a way that I feel redeems myself of that previous story. 

11.  Face

If you noticed that the chapters were wonky, that’s because this was originally written as a one-shot. It was hands down too long to be one (it’s longer than some of my early multi-chapters), but I am a huge fan of this story. One of my favorites. 

12.  Improvement List

Another character study on Bakugou. This time I wanted to play around with a Katsuki that never truly grew after his time at UA. I had to insert OCs to help progress this future fic along and to this day I’m not sure how I feel about that... I also feel bad that Ochako is largely absent, but it was necessary to have Katsuki grow on his own and not for someone else. 

13.  Wrapped Up

Inspiried by a tumblr post, a fun little romp in a friendly co-worker type future fic. 

14.  Heat & Traveling Water

The beginning of Kacchako Week 2019. I landed on a bit of a 50/50 satisfaction rate on these. I feel like for some of the fics, like this one for example, I didn’t have much of an original idea and my homages ride close to straight copies where I just insert different characters. 

15.  Routines & Coincidences

In the Kacchako Week 2019 split, this is on the better side. An idea that really took shape thanks to my editor! Purely domestic sweetness with a surprise ending. 

16.  He & She

I test out the length of what fanfiction can be and, in my opinion, I wrote an art piece of pining. This story was a thousand needles in my heart to write and relatable to anyone who’s ever loved someone who didn’t love them back. 

17.  Texts & Contests

Kacchako Week 2019, an homage gone a bit too far. Not a huge fan of this one. 

18.  Potions & Departing

Have you ever been possessed to write a story? Hand’s down my favorite of all my Kacchako Week 2019 stories. I adore this fic and I really poured all my fantasy juices into it, when I’m not even that big on fantasy! 

19.  Hot Sauce & Eggs

The only homage that succeeded. This story took on a life of its own and I rewrote the ending multiple times. I am quite proud of this action packed buddy cop/robber story! 

20.  Onsens & Boyfriends

My most recent finished work. It started out as pure crack, but I eventually got the wheels moving on something I liked. Unfortunately something I liked meant basically me dropping as much Kacchako in favor of writing a story about abusive overbearing parents. Again, I don’t feel 100% comfortable with OCs propelling a story so it falls in a weird place for me. 

21.  Lies & Dragonflies

Unfinished and the break-out star of all my Kacchako Week 2019 fanfiction that even got me my first fanart! Why does it remain unfinished mind you? It’s because I’m not satisfied with what I’ve written past the first two chapters. Anything I tried to write after them ended up not feeling as strong, but as I’ve mentioned before I don’t like to just delete work. It feels like cheating. Also chapter 3 and on require the story being propelled by OCs which I famously don’t like. So here this story rests, in a grave while I am petrified to continue. 

So what’s next?

Well I do want to finish Lies & Dragonflies because I also hate to leave work undone. At the same time I have the first chapter written on a sexual revolution story that center’s around Ochako. I’m not sure when I will continue, but I definitely plan on doing so.