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Devilman Crybaby meets Marvel’s Venom in Exordia, the science fiction debut of Seth Dickinson, author of The Traitor Baru Cormorant. 

Ssrin Character Illustration by Julie Dillon

WHAT’S IT ABOUT

Meet Anna Sinjari, a refugee and disaffected office worker eking an existence in New York City. Her life is about to be upended by Ssrin, an alien with eight serpent heads, no qualms with cold-blooded murder, and an appetite for turtles (yum).

The universe is governed by seven passions, seven patterns which appear again and again, across species and across time. Anna and Ssrin are bound by the last and the greatest. The cosmos itself ships their very souls. Specifically for them, that means they’ll have to outmaneuver spies, armies, and government agencies to save humanity from a diabolical alien entity, hellbent on pinioning the souls of every creature on earth.

Exordia is expansive adventure science fiction that reads like a race-against-the-clock thriller in the vein of Michael Crichton, but steeped in the irony, humor, and pain of the Internet age. An alien-human epic for those who've always rooted for the monster.

[neonsbian]

HENDERY & TEN | She A Wolf The Show 04062024

[yangqism]

just your brother's bff!hendery fucking you (afab) once the lights on your brother's room are turned off.

as dong sicheng’s younger sister, everyone knew not to mess with you… but not hendery. that man is a bastard, like how your brother would describe him. hendery was bold enough to sneak into your room every night, timing his visits perfectly with the moment the light on sicheng’s room is turned off. but he’s not bold enough to admit to himself and to everyone that he likes you more than the nights you guys share with each other.

“what are you doing here?!” your voice was a bit panicky but hendery was just smirking. he kissed you like his life depended on it, as if it answered the question you asked.

“i missed you, y/n. missed our little thing.” the way he put emphasis on 'our' melted you a little bit.

but you couldn’t let your guard down. not with him. not when every second he spent in your room felt like walking a tightrope over a raging fire, aka your brother’s wrath. 

“hendery,” you hissed, pushing at his chest even though you know he’s stronger and more stubborn than you. “if sicheng finds out–”

“he won’t,” he smirked, his voice low but confident. “i’d never let him, sweetheart,” and that was all the assurance you needed to melt in his kiss. 

hendery knows how to make you feel weak. from sucking your neck to playing with your clitoris, he never made you feel unsatisfied. 

“i’m going in,” he said as he kissed your lips, your tongue fighting each other for dominance. “you’re still tight after yesterday, dong y/n?” of course, he enjoyed teasing you. you realized that he gets even more turned on when he calls you by your full name. 

nights like these are not unusual. when he’s plunging hard and rough into your pussy while you try your hard to stop yourself from moaning, you wish you had a soundproof room. you get even wetter when he groans directly into your ear, whispering sweet nothings and dirty little things you know your brother would be mad if he heard.

“oh, fuck, y/n,” he groaned, his thrusts became more erratic and desperate while your womanhood is glistening with your wetness and his precum, “you’re so good for me, yeah? you’re gonna cum with me? cum with me, y/n?” he was chanting your name, his breath became even louder as he tried hard not to cum then and there when your insides were sucking him. 

you were biting your lower lip hard, eyes on the back of your head. you were not listening to whatever hendery was saying. in your mind, it was only pleasure, hendery, not get caught, hendery, and hendery. 

he was making you feel so good. 

“ooh! hendery,” you moaned in between your breath, “you’re so big,” you whimpered as your pussy clenched around his manhood again, making him shudder. 

“yeah, baby. ‘m gonna cum in your tight pussy, hm?” while the both of you tried hard not to get caught, the squelch and other lewd sounds coming from the sex you’re having was enough to fill your room. “you like it when i cum inside?” 

“y-yes, hendery… ooh, fuck! cum inside me, please!” your back was arching while he played with your clit, your nails dig deeper into his back as you cum while he was still inside you. 

“shit, yes… just like that, y/n,” he continued thrusting, fucking you through your orgasm. 

after a few more thrust, hendery came inside you. “you really like it when your brother’s friend cums inside you, huh?” 

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[torpublishinggroup]

Devilman Crybaby meets Marvel’s Venom in Exordia, the science fiction debut of Seth Dickinson, author of The Traitor Baru Cormorant. 

Ssrin Character Illustration by Julie Dillon

WHAT’S IT ABOUT

Meet Anna Sinjari, a refugee and disaffected office worker eking an existence in New York City. Her life is about to be upended by Ssrin, an alien with eight serpent heads, no qualms with cold-blooded murder, and an appetite for turtles (yum).

The universe is governed by seven passions, seven patterns which appear again and again, across species and across time. Anna and Ssrin are bound by the last and the greatest. The cosmos itself ships their very souls. Specifically for them, that means they’ll have to outmaneuver spies, armies, and government agencies to save humanity from a diabolical alien entity, hellbent on pinioning the souls of every creature on earth.

Exordia is expansive adventure science fiction that reads like a race-against-the-clock thriller in the vein of Michael Crichton, but steeped in the irony, humor, and pain of the Internet age. An alien-human epic for those who've always rooted for the monster.

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HENDERY Frequency | 241129

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PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND HENDERY

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ON MY YOUTH hendery x xiaojun

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how wayv's first kiss with you would be like

pairing: wayv x reader

kun

after a romantic dinner. he drives you home from taking you to your date with him at a fancy dinner he had arranged, wanting you to show how he really loves you and would want to take the relationship into the next step. he walks you to the front porch of your house, standing near the doorstep. before he says goodbye, he says how much he enjoyed the date, and you say the same. there is a still sound of silence of him staring at you. then, he leans in to capture your lips to his. the rhythm of your mouths moving against each other is slow, but good enough for the both of you to feel the butterflies in your stomachs. he smiles at you when you pull away, and then his hand reached for your own, kissing the back of your palm before he leaves the neighborhood. kun will never forget such a memorable moment.

ten

during a game of spin the bottle. at first he laughs, staring at the empty wine bottle landing in your direction. with the rest of the players anticipating, he isn't afraid to back out. he hates being called a coward. he makes no hesitation before smashing his lips against yours. there's still the taste of alcohol both of you consumed just moments ago. besides the liquor, he also feels drunk with the way he keeps pressing his lips deeper and his tongue swiping on your bottom lip as a permission for more access. ten merely forgets the audience watching him, focusing entirely to make you feel good and pleased. when he pulls away, he gets a good view of your lips, smeared and coated with his own saliva, and lipstick smudged from the corners of your mouth. seeing you in that state gives him a satisfied look on his face, a smug creeping up from his lips.

winwin

saying goodbye to him. sicheng is given the opportunity to finally pursue the passion he loves, but it hurts him to know that he needs to leave where he already finds and calls home—you. both of you stand before the pane glass doorframes of the airport, sicheng's hand holds onto the handle of his luggage, while the other never leaves yours. it's all going too fast. the grip on your hand tightens. you notice the way he's trying to hold to his emotions, how hard he's trying to stifle his sobs. he feels you return the same tightness on his hand, assuring him that everything will be fine. a hand slowly creeps up to gently touch his already stained cheeks. he's going to miss you, so much. sicheng's hand clasps around the hand where you touch him, pulling it down. and there, you feel his plump lips on yours. it's trembling, and of course, it's sad. you don't tell him to stay through your reciprocation, but instead, it tells him to go, to chase what he loves.

xiaojun

acting out a kiss scene. it's the first rehearsal of the play the casts are going to act in, including the two of you. it's no surprise when both of you find out to be the leads of the play. dejun thinks that it will go as smoothly as possible, given the fact that the two of you are comfortable with each other of everything, and you think so too. as all of you are reading the script, the director reminds you of the kiss scenes, so when the actual practice came, dejun tells himself that the kiss is and only for professional purposes. he composes himself before standing in front of you with a smile. you say your lines, enunciating them word for word with feelings to embody the character as he does the same. his hands reaches for your own just like what it says on the script, and wasting no time, he plants a kiss on your lips. you don't move, but he feels his stomach doing the somersaults. all he can think about at this very moment is your soft lips, your grip on his hand tightens, your eyelashes tickling his cheeks—then it's all gone when you pull away. looking at each other for a few seconds, a sudden fit of laughter bursts out from the two of you. both of you suppress your giggles when the director yells, telling you and dejun to stop laughing and concentrate on the script.

hendery

out of curiosity. he stares at you with a surprised expression on his face after hearing you ask how a kiss feels like. it's not like he doesn't know how to kiss someone as he had gained experiences from previous relationships, and clearly this was your first. his mind go dizzy when you ask him to kiss you. he isn't sure if it's only his mind playing him, but with a couple slaps across his face, it's not a dream. before kissing you, hendery makes sure to ask if you're still okay with the idea, never forgetting to seek for your consent. with a hand on your neck and the other to cup your cheek, your lips are on his. the lingering touch of your hands on his chest traveling around his neck causes him to smile in between the kiss. he also makes sure that you're satisfied with the kiss he shares with you, in a way that will make you feel good and relieve to know that you just had the best first kiss ever given by your own friend. hendery can't seem to sleep the following nights, replaying the scene over and over again, as he starts to fall in love with you.

yangyang

in the heat of the moment. he understands why you're mad at him for completely ruining your date with a person you recently talked to. yangyang warns you over again that the guy isn't good for you, that his background isn't something that's worth to be with. he watches you pace around the room, telling him that he has no right to deny a relationship you want to have, telling him that he should mind his own business. he couldn't do that. he knows what's best for you because he cares for your happiness. if it weren't for him, you will be trapped in a toxic unbearable relationship that might emotionally and mentally break you. what he wants for you to realize that there is one who could actually treat and love you better—him. yangyang grabs you by the shoulders, snapping you out. you break free from his tight grip, wanting to turn around and leave the room. that is until you feel his hand tug your arm back to face him as he finally smashes his lips against yours. the kiss is nowhere near sweet and full of passion. it's rough, lips smacking against each other, teeth scraping the skin and muscle of your tongues, and short hot breaths filling the quiet room. he's angry, you're angry, but neither of you pull away.

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[sungtaro]

hendery's long hair appreciation post ♡

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Naughty Boy | Wong Kunhang (Hendery)

Summary: Your naughty boyfriend Hendery gives you a hickey.

Genre: Boyfriend!Hendery, fluff

Word Count: <1k

You were leaning over the bathroom sink, putting the finishing swipes of mascara on your lashes.

You swept your hair to the side. You noticed a small bruise on the side of your neck.

“A hickey?” you shouted. “Really, Hendery? What are you, twelve?”

Your boyfriend Hendery sauntered into the bathroom.

He was naked, apart from the faded boxers that sat dangerously low on his slim hips. He had a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, and his chestnut hair was in disarray.

Hendery smirked, mouth full of toothpaste.

“That’s right, baby, wear me on your neck like that.”

“What were you thinking?” You groaned, patting your neck fiercely with foundation. “You know I have an important meeting today.”

“It was an accident,” Hendery said, coming up behind you and wrapping his strong, muscled arms around your body. He leant in towards your ear. “Plus, I didn’t hear you complaining when I was giving it to you last night.”

You let out a small sigh. You could still remember the feeling of Hendery’s plump lips kissing every inch of your skin. You could still remember the thrill as he grabbed your ass and locked your hips with his. You could still hear his heavy breaths in your ear.

You opened your eyes, looking at the reflection of the two of you in the mirror. You gazed at Hendery’s tanned arms, his broad shoulders. You marvelled at the handsome, imperfect man that was all yours.

You spun around and pushed your mouth onto Hendery’s. He kissed you back eagerly, pressing his hips against yours.

“Aren’t you going to be late?” Hendery said, between kisses.

You caught Hendery’s lower lip between your teeth, earning a growl from him.

“We’ve got six minutes,” you said. “Think you can work with that?”

Hendery grabbed your waist and picked you up, holding your entire weight with one arm. Your heart soared.

Hendery grinned. “You bet.”

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