#yah they are shirtless

[orangekittyenergy]

YA GIRL GOT SOME NEW BRUSHES!!! Here are some soft wizard studies to celebrate ❤️

[devonpink]

Jack O'Bros

You'd think attending a slutty Halloween party full of hot guys would be a blast, but you'd be dead wrong. My god were they all brain-dead! Don't get me wrong, I like a good old-fashioned hot dumb ass from time to time, but all of them?! Also, I never imagined pumpkin heads being the hot costume for men this year? Who'd want to wear a carved-out dirty pumpkin on their head all night? I guess that's dumb jocks for yah. What sucks is I was really looking forward to that party, but I just had to get out of there. They were all starting to give me the creeps, not in that fun Halloween way but actually.

Those pumpkin heads were all acting so hive-like, talking in monotone and endlessly repeating the same phrases. "The pumpkin heads must grow. All men must be seeded. We must grow. We must seed." What the fuck is all that?! I thought it was all some elaborate joke but nope. The creepiest part was that you could barely hear them unless you got up really close to their carved-out pumpkin mouths. However, if you did that, they'd suddenly garb you—a little too tightly I might add. I eventually dipped out after getting grabbed one too many times. Uh, that party sucked. At least they were all shirtless, so I got something out of it.

Thank god the party wasn't too far from my apartment, so I could clear my head over a nice walk. However, halfway home, I ran into another Jack O'dumb ass.

Aside from the pumpkin on his head, he was carrying one in his hand. He was muttering the same hive-like crap the others were, but I could only focus on that and instead how the carved-out pumpkin he was caring looked exactly my size. It was creepy. I walked past him, trying to ignore him, but the second I had my back to him, he forcefully shoved that disgusting pumpkin he was carrying on my head!

It was so fucking gross, the smell was repulsive—not like a pumpkin, but axe body spray mixed with masculine musk. It was as if my head was shoved in a jock's sweaty pit. The reek instantly made my head spin, causing me to fall to the cold concrete beneath me. I could barely think, my eyes rolling back from the intensity. Suddenly, both my ears were penetrated by something that felt like a vine. I started shaking in pure fear, grasping the ground. The pain was excruciating, but the pleasure of my conscription soon took hold. The vines drained my thoughts—my everything—and replaced them with only what should remain in a pumpkin-head drone. I gasped in agony, not in pain but utter pleasure. It felt so fucking good. I wanted more, so much fucking more.

Within a few seconds, I finally heard the sweet mantra of the pumpkin heads. "The pumpkin heads must grow. All men must be seeded. We must grow. We must seed," I said with a smile, although you couldn't see it behind my new head. I quickly got up from the ground and tore my shirt off, revealing my sweaty ripped abs. How else are you supposed to entice the future recruits, bro?

After all, the pumpkin heads must grow. All men must be seeded. We must grow. We must seed.

Join us, bro.

[skzdarlings]

03. sharing a bed series ; skz ; changbin

masterlist.

sharing a bed series part 3/8. because it’s the cheesiest most classic trope and it’s FUN. -

pairing: changbin/reader content info: explicitly plus size reader. sexual content. friends2lovers, sharing a bed trope. lingerie. teasing. reading and watching porn. a bit of spanking. not so much choking but throat-holding. penetrative sex.

;)

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Oh god, you think, staring at your suitcase full of lingerie, what the fuck do I do?

You like beautiful things and you love lingerie.  Your suitcase is brimming with pretty nighties and delicate babydolls, a luxury indulged for your own sake but completely inappropriate given the circumstances. 

You thought you would have your own hotel room this holiday, but after a few friends dropped out of the trip, there was some last minute shuffling, and now—

“Yah! Where’s my toothbrush?”     

Changbin is your hotel roommate for the weekend.  Just you, him, and a single king-sized bed. 

Oh, and your suitcase full of lingerie. 

You slam the luggage shut, spinning around to look at him as he emerges from the bathroom in a frantic state of his own. 

It takes a second to register his question, your eyes wide as you look him over from head to toe.  His dark hair is damp from a shower and he is wearing nothing but a bath towel.  He holds it shut at his hip, a sturdy thigh flashing when the towel parts.  His body is one mouth-watering slab of big, broad bulk, and you find yourself clutching your own ample chest as if that will stop your heart from stampeding out. 

“Ah, there,” Changbin says, strutting past you.  Absent-mindedly, he says, “I’m almost done, then you can shower.” 

The few minutes it will take him to brush his teeth will not be enough for you.  Your efforts to find suitable sleepwear are completely futile.  In the end, you settle on the simplest nightie with the fullest body, even if it is a bit transparent. 

You take your turn in the bathroom after him.   When it comes time to change, you slip into the nightie and stare agape at your own reflection. 

Oh god, you think.  This is a disaster. 

This is your most conversative piece and it is still wildly sexy.  You love your bigger body and you love dressing to accentuate its features, and this piece is no exception.  Full thighs and fuller breasts and full curves spill up and over the tighter places.  The little panties are swallowed up by your plushy ass and no matter how much you adjust the neck of the nightie, it continues to fall in the most suggestive way possible. 

You look hot.  If anyone else was waiting for you in that hotel bed, you would be fine.   But it’s Changbin.  Your close friend Changbin.  Your close, hot, loud, insane, sexy, confident, drool-worthy, muscle pig friend Changbin. 

You sigh, resigned to your fate.  There is nothing more you can do. 

You pop open the bathroom door and stick your head around the corner.  Changbin is lounging in bed, dressed in a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, an arm thrown over his head as he watches something on his phone.   His hair has dried fluffy and he is smiling at whatever he’s watching.

“Changbin,” you say.  “Close your eyes.” 

He does the opposite, like the stupid hot dummy he is, looking up at you.  You get a swoop in your gut just from his curious glance, his messy hair, the comfort he radiates laying in your shared bed.   It really is unfair how he is a hundred different styles of sexy at once.  This is the same guy who was working out shirtless on the beach lawn just an hour ago, the same guy who showed up to dinner in designer glasses and a form-fitting jumpsuit, the same guy who was cuddling you in a hammock wearing a big hoodie and board shorts.  Surely he could try and have the decency to look bad at least once.    

“I said close!” you repeat. 

“Ah! What!”  He does it, even if he is confused, lowering his arm and covering his eyes.  “There!  Stop yelling at me!”

“You’re yelling, not me!”

“I’m not yelling!”

You are both yelling.  But his eyes are closed so you make a mad dash for your luggage, tossing your day clothes haphazardly with a little wince for the mistreatment of your pretty things.  But you need to be fast, shoving your clothes in your suitcase so you can dive under the covers before Changbin inevitably gets bored and—

“What are you wearing?” Changbin says. 

“Changbiiiin!”  You turn around with a furious scowl, crossing your arms over your chest.  “I told you to close your eyes!”

“What, forever?  I thought we were done!”

“Well, we’re not!  Close them!”

“But I already—”

“Close!”

He grumbles a curse to himself but closes his eyes, laying back with his arms stubbornly crossed.  You turn away to zip your luggage, shaking your head.  You also fight down a giggle, one bubbling up from the tiniest bit of delight caused by Changbin’s dropped jaw and wide eyes as he thoroughly drank in the sight of you.   

You turn around to find him peeking, one eye open.  He is one second too late closing it again. 

“I saw that,” you say.

“Saw what?” he says.  “I missed it.  My eyes are closed.”

“Uh-huh.”  You walk up to the bed and fold back the covers, eyes on him the whole time.  You put your hands on your hips when he cracks open one eye again.   “Pervert,” you say, with a snort of amusement.

“Me?”  He opens both eyes and gestures wildly.  “Look what you’re wearing!  How am I the pervert?” 

“You’re in boy lingerie so be quiet.”

“What!”   

“The grey sweatpants with the dick print.”  You point to his lap.  “Boy lingerie.”   

“Ahhh! Ah! Hey!  Have some principles.  That’s reverse sexism.  You should be ashamed of yourself.”  He wags a scolding finger you at you.  Then, for good measure, he grabs a pillow and puts it in his lap.  “Stop objectifying me.”   

You laugh in spite of yourself, climbing onto the bed.   You put a comforting hand on his shoulder.   

“I thought I was sleeping alone,” you say.  “I’m sorry.  If you have a big shirt I can sleep in, I don’t mind changing.” 

“You wearing that,” Changbin says, giving you a very thoughtful once-over that makes your whole body tingle, “or you wearing my shirt.”  He lifts the pillow and looks under it.  “What do you think?” he says, as if consulting his dick. 

“You’re so stupid!”  You hate how much you are laughing at this goofball.  You roll your eyes even while giggling.  “I’m going to sleep.  Have a fun conversation with your little friend.”

“Ah! He’s not little,” Changbin says, as if very offended.  “He’s average height and girthy, like me.”

“Nice try but you’re not average height and ew, oh my god, don’t say girthy.” 

“Girthy.”      

“I can’t hear you,” you say, sliding under the covers.  You pull them up to your chin and lay on your side with your back to him.  “I’m already sleeping,” you say. 

“How am I supposed to sleep now!” he says.   

“That’s not my problem!”

He grumbles some more while you snicker.  Eventually he turns off the light and gets under the covers too.  You both go on your phones, the little white lights illuminating the bed.  You glance over your shoulder to see him laying with his back to you, watching videos on mute.  You turn back to your phone and open your reading app, deciding you can squeeze in a chapter or two of your current romance. 

You are reading about the latest duke’s pulsating member and his lady’s quivering thighs when Changbin turns over.  You are too slow hiding your phone.   

“Are you reading porn?” he asks, reaching out and snatching your phone. 

“It’s not porn!”  You sit up to grab it back but he holds it away.  “It’s literature!”

“It’s porn,” he says, bursting into peels of giggles that should be ridiculous coming out of that buff body, but they only make you laugh too.

“Changbiiiin,” you whine through your own laughter, rolling half on top of him to try and grab your phone.  “Give it baaaack.  It’s not porn.” 

“He throbbed as pleasure conquered his senses and ERUPTED LIKE A FORCE OF VOLCANIC NATURE—!”       

“Stooooop!”

“That sounds painful,” Changbin muses. 

You finally snatch your phone back and promptly toss it off the bed.  It lands with a little thump.  

Changbin is laying on his back and giggling like a child, poorly stifled teeheehees that do not relent even when you lean over him with your most intimidating face.   

“That’s not fair,” you say.  “You have to show me yours now.” 

That gets him to look at you with surprise, tilting his head.  You do not miss when his eyes go to your chest, especially because it lingers there for a very long moment.  He touches his bottom lip, flicking his tongue over his thumb absently before finally meeting your gaze. 

“What?” he says.  “Did you say something?” 

“Show me your porn,” you say. 

“My—what!  Get down.”  He bats you away and crosses his arms.  “I will remind you I am a man of principle.  I have convictions.  Unlike you, I don’t keep demeaning pornographic content on hand at all times.  I have too much respect for the human form and the sanctity of intimacy and lovemaking.”  

You blink at him.

“Fine,” he says, and picks up his phone.  “Don’t blame me for any volcanic eruptions.” 

Once he has his bookmarks open, you take his phone and roll over, ignoring his protests.  You hold the phone out and click a link at random, even with him pressed right up against your back as he tries to steal it back.  You wriggle in his lap, making him squeak, either because your ass is pushing at his junk, or because of the video that opens. 

“Oh my,” you say.  

It’s a point-of-view video, a man’s hand sliding down a very soft, curvy body.  Your own body perks with interest when his thumb glides down her wet pussy, teasing her lips apart before sliding inside.  Changbin makes a strangled noise that you hardly register, staring as the man in the video slowly fingerfucks the woman, a woman not unlike you in proportion and general appearance. 

“I can explain—ah, hey! Why are you skipping?”  Changbin’s somewhat embarrassed tone shifts midsentence to indignation as you tap to fast forward.   

“I wanna get to the good part!”

“The good—?  Yah! You’re so impatient!” 

You ignore him, fast forwarding until you see a dick then letting it play. 

Changbin has given up on trying to get his phone back.  He makes a sound of miserable defeat and thunks his forehead against the back of your head.  You bite your bottom lip, flushed from head to toe, your thighs especially squirmy as need gathers between them.   You watch the woman in the video turn over until she is on all fours.  The man pushes inside her and you watch the way her body moves when he thrusts deeply.  His hand comes down in a sharp slap, making you twitch with wanting.

“I like that,” you say, aware of Changbin growing hard against your backside.   You feel him twitch at your comment.   When you skip ahead in the video again, he doesn’t speak.  You stop when the man wraps his hand around the woman’s throat and you smile.  “Like that too.”  

He is rock hard against your ass.  Either he thinks staying still means you can’t feel it or he wants you to feel it.  Testing, you grind slowly against him. 

He grabs your hip through the blankets. 

“Ah, you.”  He squeezes your hip.  “No teasing.” 

“No?” you ask, wriggling just a little more.  “None at all?” 

There is a brief pause, then he slides his hand under the covers to hold your waist directly.  It is a slow, questioning motion, leaving you time to refuse.   When you don’t, he slides his hand down to stroke your thigh. 

You put his phone aside, the screen going dark, its contents forgotten as you turn your head.   He slips one arm under you, his hand cupping a breast at the same time his other hand goes between your legs.  When he kisses you, you open your mouth to immediately deepen it.  He does, licking at you and sucking your bottom lip, grinding in a slow circle against you.   It makes you ache, squirming in his strong embrace, his fingers only just hovering where you need him. 

“Shh, it’s okay,” he says when you start bucking and whining into his kiss.  He kisses you too deeply for you to protest his teasing, but then he finally hooks his fingers in your panties to draw them to the side. 

You get dizzy, either from kissing more than breathing or just his overwhelming presence.  When he touches you and feels how wet you already are, he makes a low sound and curses. 

“Ch—Changbin,” you say, breathy and a little senseless already.  “Please.” 

He moves swiftly, manhandling you with ease and care.  You turn over and he pushes the blankets away to get up behind you.  You whimper into the sheets when he tugs you into a better position, then he is drawing your panties to the side again and stroking your whole pussy from clit to entrance and back again.  His fingers are soaked by the time he puts them inside you, strong arm finding a steady rhythm quickly.  Combined with a couple sharp smacks to your ass, you come apart with a cry, whole body shaking as you grind back on his hand. 

You sink into the bedsheets, eyes closed, panting.  You feel his hand wet hand cup your thigh, then his fingers spreading your pussy open.  You clench around nothing and hear him curse. 

You look over your shoulder at him.  Even though you were the one who came, he looks completely wrecked, his fluffy black hair a dishevelled mess and his jaw clenched, shoulders tense.  You look a little lower, staring at the thick bulge in his sweats. 

It’s him who speaks first, his voice rough when he says, “You look… do you have any idea…” 

“You’re not wearing underwear, are you,” is what you end up saying, giggling.  “Boy lingerie.  Told you.” 

He snorts, grinning, looking more cocky than chagrined.  That expression morphs to curiosity and hope when you reach for a make-up bag sitting on the head-table. 

“Yes,” he says, when you pull a string of condoms out of it.  For some reason, it’s the funniest response he could have given, and you giggle a little more.  Those giggles come to a stop when he pulls your panties down, then rolls down the band of his sweatpants down too.  

Your mouth falls open.  “Wow,” you say.  “You are—”

“Girthy?”

“Don’t make me change my mind.” 

He mimes zipping his lips shut before taking the condom. 

You accidentally untuck the bedspread when he finally gets inside you.  One corner comes undone, and the second one follows when he starts fucking you in earnest.  It’s a good, full stretch, and you moan into the messy bedspread as he grabs your hips to pull you into every thrust.  You swear you see stars when he slides one hand up and around your neck, lifting your head and holding you by the throat as he fucks into you.  He slows down a bit to rub at your clit, making you come and spasm around him, before he drives himself quickly to completion. 

You end up sprawled facedown on the undone bed, your nightie in a state of disarray and your panties god knows where.  He flops down beside you, breathing hard, still pretty much dressed.  Once he’s caught his breath, he looks at you, smiling when he reaches out to brush some hair out of your face. 

You smile back, rolling into his open arms.  You rest your head on his chest and exhale.

Then, knowing it’ll get a reaction because he’s Changbin, you say, “That wasn’t bad.”

“Not bad!” he says, predictably loud.  “What do you mean not bad?  That was amazing.  Come here.”  He’s laughing now, pulling you close when you laugh and try to roll away.  “Get back here.  I’ll show you not bad.” 

[piledriveu]

Hot dudes I would love to wrestle

That hairy chest, those sexy pecs, the epic beard, the backwards cap, the shirtless pose in the gym locker room......fuck yah get in the ring man!!!

The casual look, in a tiny job and an even tinier tank top. Put down the football, let's fight!!

That arrogant expression is ready enough to lay him out in a DDT!!

Love the bulge grab here, the singlet straps are already down, smooth gym chest already on display, we're men, sometimes we get itchy there and we need to scratch, he doesn't care who's watching!

The white socks do it for me each and every time!!!!

[strayflowersstarsandlove]

Baby are you drooling? (hanjisung)

Maybe if you looked away just in time he wouldn't notice. If you turned away with a quick snap of your neck he wouldn't realise you were ogling him like some maniac, nevermind the sound of your neck snapping from the fast movement. "Baby are you drooling?". Shit.

Jisung comes up to you with wide eyes and a not so much as a satisfied smirk but a genuinely surprised smile at your flustered expression and actual saliva droplets pooling at the sides of your mouth and beneath your bottom lip. You had seen him topless countless times, not even just in a sexual context too, it was just that your boyfriend would randomly walk around his apartment or yours with his shirt off just because.

This time was no different. He had just walked out of the shower and walked in your room, an off white colored towel wrapped tightly around his waist and another one he was using to dry his hair as he caught you staring at him in a slight trance. He was just so good looking you couldn't help it, no matter how many times you'd see him shirtless it hit you every time like the first one: abs. For days. An immaculate, perfectly toned, round, firm and sculpted broad chest. Abs. Biceps and triceps and fucking everything - ceps. Abs. Truly, you loved everything and anything about him and still couldn't quite grasp just how on earth you managed to pull someone like him, whose body proportions were absolutely perfect. It almost made you envious, what a perfect body he had.

"Are you still there? Earth to y/n? Baby? Babe? Hellooo?". Jisung quickly snaps his fingers in your face, trying to shake you from your trance like state, succeeding after a few tries, "yah! Sorry!! I'm sorry! I was kinda mesmerized there for a second!", you admit abashed, pointing vaguely to his torso and he chuckles, leaning in to peck your lips, "you are so cute", he breathes out, his voice a little raspy before he kisses you once or twice, "you're also pretty good at making me flustered, usually. I'm glad I could finally beat you to that", he adds then, chuckling at your still dazed state, "you know what you could also beat me to? A nice work out session".

Jisung stops rubbing the towel in his hair at that and looks at you half stunned half suspiciously for you never once mentioned ever doing any physical excersice ever since you started dating, "a work out session?" he repeats uncertain, hair falling in his face, eyebrows knitting in that confused cartoon like expression, "yeah! Or multiple ones! Maybe I should just come along with you and Channie and Binnie whenever you guys go to the gym, I mean if that's alright with you, I wouldn't want to impose",you offer, shrugging, and Jisung just nods at that, a still unsure expression plastered all over his face.

"Sure, you are welcome to come anytime you want and I can even ask Changbin hyung to come up with a structured work out plan for you if you'd like but … May I just ask why? Why do you suddenly want to start exercising? Have you been feeling unwell? Have you been feeling sick more frequently? I honestly don't even remember the last time you caught a cold", he asks all at once, making you giggle and shake your head no, "I'm fine! I'm absolutely fine. I just want to have nice abs like you, that's all! I'm okay with my weight I guess, I just wish I didn't have all these rolls", you admit frowning, pulling up your shirt to reveal the soft skin rolls barely overlapping on your tummy, poking at them with a disgusted look on your face.

At least until your boyfriend squats your hands away and falls on his knees right in front of you, grasping your sides very firmly, peppering kisses all over your tummy, "don't you dare do anything to my little pouch! This is mine, my pillow, my softest comfiest head rest, my belly to put babies in, my treasure!!", he exclaims dramatically, holding on to you so tight when you actually burst into laughs you can barely move from his grip and the shakes reverberate through his arms too.

"Hahaha babe, it's okay I just want to be healthier", you try and reassure both him and yourself, seeing how much of a reaction you elicited in him, "but you are healthy! You're so healthy! You have more stamina than I do most days and you always go on walks and never fall ill to anything, you're so so healthy!", he insists, looking at you with the biggest eyes, still not letting go of you, "then why do I have all this excess skin, mmh? Why do I have to physically tuck my belly in whenever I wear high waisted jeans, why do I look like I have a balloon underneath my shirt after every meal? I'm not sure I'm that healthy".

You frown once again, stubbornly poking at your belly button until Jisung removes your fingers from there and clasps them tightly in his hands: "you are healthy. Period. I might not had the chance to go to regular school when I was younger but I did graduate! I know organs need space! That is NOT excess skin that is a very normal amount of skin protecting your stomach and your intestines and allowing them to sit comfortably in there! You get bloated after you eat cause you mostly eat at work in very short breaks and don't have enough time to fully recover and digest! My brother's girlfriend went trough the same, the minute she started working from home and drinking more water and go on little walks shortly after her meals her tummy stopped bloating! Worked like magic".

As soon as he stops talking you do actually realise he might just be right: you do indeed always eat rather quickly at work, inhaling your food along with so much air while never leaving your desk, busying yourself with work even when you're supposed to take a breather and enjoy your break. You never really paid that much attention to it before, you only started noticing your inflated tummy and the way it made you feel insecure in your tighter clothes.

"Okay. You're right, you're actually very right about that. But.. I would like to have a little contouring here, just cause it looks so nice on you and maybe I can try and work out a little during my lunch break so I can train myself in taking better care of myself and do something other than work while I eat, and maybe also help my digestion along the way. I could like eat something lighter before work, have a little upper body session in the break room and then eat my lunch calmly, AWAY from my computer".

Jisung smiles so broadly at you and pecks your lips over and over, "that's my reasonable baby! If you still want to come along to the gym to learn a few new techniques, you absolutely can! Though I will ask you to work out away from me, you can enjoy your session with Chan and Changbin hyung", he adds, finally letting go of your fingers only for his hands to now roam free underneath your shirt that has hiked up your sides and your belly button, "why? Why can't I work out with you? Or even next to you?", you ask, and now it's you being the really confused one, "because", Jisung kisses your lips quite passionately, gently grazing them with his teeth, "I already know I won't be able to do shit with you around", he mumbles lowly, his mouth finding the sweet spot just beneath your ribcage. 

[skz1-4-3]

SHIRTLESS PT . 2 | M , F

I do not allow anyone to copy my work or translate it to post it somewhere else. !!

Read part one here

This chapter is only for people that are 18 or over so MDNI .

(Takes place in s2 at the new hideout)

Content info: after you and so mun were caught in a heated situation a by none other than ha-na , who immediately told the other counters, you have some explaining to do.

Reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns

Keywords : Y/n -> your name

Second person pov

Warnings : soft dom!so mun x fem sub!reader,teasing , dirty talk , hair pulling(m,f receiving), slight spanking , describing sex , no protection (wrap it before you tap it babygirl),kissing , make out sessions , cuddling , probably a lot of grammatical mistakes,Let me know if i missed anything.

„C‘mon , we probably have some explaining to do now.“ so mun said and pulled you up , giving you one last peck on the lips and a little slap on your butt, before standing up , putting on a nearby shirt and walking towards the door. You checked yourself in the mirror, and fixed what you could fix. Your lips were slightly swollen from the kisses and so were so muns. You walked up to him and he took your hand , leading you out of his room into the kitchen,where everyone was already sat, as if they were waiting for you two. Which they ,probably were…

„So uhm“ so mun started and everyone looked at him expectantly.

„I don’t really know what you want me to say but , y/n is my girlfriend know-” so mun was interrupted by various screams , mostly mo taks though who was once again , exaggerating everything. Earning himself a slap on the back of his head ,from ms chu.

„Yah , that’s great you two , congratulations. Was wondering how long it would take, for you to realize your feelings for each other.“ ms Chu then followed to say and you looked at so mun and noticed he was already staring at you lovingly. You cheeks heated up at that.

„Yaaaa , look at them . Already flirting knfront of us with no shame. Kids these days.“ mo tak muttered under his breath,but apparently not quiet enough ,because he earned another slap from ms chu. At this point ,your wondering how hes still alive ,and hasn’t had a concussion yet.

„Leave them be“ jang mul said ,defending you and mun,to which you both let out a small laugh.

„So can we go now? I don’t really think there’s anything else to say on this matter.“ you asked and everyone nodded and as you were about to walk away , your hand still in so muns , ms chu said something.

„Dont you dare break up , i will break both of you. It could damage the team aswell.“

„Not planning on it ms chu“ so mun said before tugging you back to his room. As you entered he covered the window on the door and locked it for some privacy. Jeok bong would have to sleep in the box ring then , you guess. So mun turned back to you and didn’t notice how close you were , so when he turned around your face was met with his chest.

„So what do we do know?“ he asked you , arms sneaking around your waist as you stuttered a small 'i dont know'.

„ i have an idea“ he answered his own question and pulled you even closer , if that was possible. He leaned down and kissed you on the lips softly. You were sure that so muns kisses , were now your favorite thing on earth. The soft and delicate movements that filled your stomach with butterflies is just something you never wanna let go of.

You and so mun continued to make out infront of the door for a little while longer, before he started stepping forwards ,which caused you to go backwards. Before you realized you were already in his bed , with him above you. His hand sneaked underneath your shirt once again , picking up where you left of last time. So mun broke the kiss and looked at you, his filled eyes with concern .

„Do you want to do this?“ he asked you and you immediately knew what he meant , you nodded your head at his question.

„say it love , need you to confirm it properly.“ he spoke in your ear , head nuzzling into the curve of your neck, you shuddered at the touch.

„I want it , please so mun.“ you gave consent to him and he started kissing along your neck , searching for your sweet spot . He found it in no time as you let out a shaky breath and closed your eyes . Hands coming up and into his hair , slightly gripping and pulling on it. So mun smiled against you neck before moving away , you quietly whined at the loss of touch.

„Dont worry princess, there will be a lot more coming for you.“ he laughed at your desperation and pulled your shirt over your head , as you lifted your arms, to let him remove it easier. He slid the straps of your bra down your shoulders as you unclipped it , fully taking it off. He looked at you and you felt slightly uncomfortable under his gaze as you thought , he must not like what he says. But so muns thoughts interrupted yours.

„You’re so beautiful“ he softly spoke . His arms hugged your waist and yours his neck as you lips moved in sink,you used your feet to tug on his pants and he got the message. He undressed so did you take of the last pieces of clothing. Now you both were fully exposed to each other. You might’ve seen him shirtless just a few minutes ago but , oh my. In this state he only seemed to get more attractive. He lifted you up and switched your positions,now you were on top of him, your abdomen hovering above his. You lowered yourself onto him.(onto that juicy co-)

„F*ck yes“ he muttered under his breath as you chuckled at his reaction , you slowly moved up and down his shaft , getting used to his size. His hands found themselves on your hips as he helped you pleasure the both of you. Your soft moans and his deep groans filled the room.

„Shit , your so tight , love. I love you so much“ he said as you went faster , your high following closely. His arms tightly hugged around you , and he nuzzled his head in your chest. Biting your tits now and then to muffle his groans , which occasionally slipped out.

„Mhm , so mun.“ you moaned as your hands tugged on his hair , pulling him out of your chest and tilting his head to look at you. Your eyes locked which each other and you sloppily kissed each other .

You felt a burning sensation in your abdomen and started twitching . So mun noticed and used his last strength to help you finish . You tightened around him as you came , which caused him to spill onto you aswell. Painting your soft walls paper white.

Panting and out of breath you lowered yourself onto him , still connected by your intimate body parts. Cuddling and searching for comfort you nuzzled into the crook between his neck and shoulder , he kissed the top of you head. Your sent filling his nostrils as he got sleepy. His eyes falling close , so did yours as you said one last thing.

„i love you so-mun“

„I love you too y/n“

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This was it y’all,im sorry for it being short . School is stressing me and i just had a fight with my mum. But i can’t break my promise can i?

Love you.

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Tender Mornings - Jotaro x Reader

♡ Requested by @kazenomegaminowanpisu ♡

Word count: 1.5k+

With the feeling of the plush sensation of the sheets covering your bared skin, alongside the gentle chirrups of the songbirds in tune with the faint crash of sea waves, you stirred as you made yourself comfortable on the fluffed pillows under your head. An inaudible grunt left you as your body made the tiniest movement to stretch from where you lay on the bed.

A couple seconds passed and you slowly opened your eyes, your misty vision gradually clearing until you saw the light of your life- your husband still in deep sleep, his hair a cute mess of curls, and his torso shirtless, basking in the warm amber glow of the dawn outside the window.

You huffed an affectionate giggle, a patch of warmth blossoming on your cheeks as you slowly traced featherlight touches up the arm holding your waist, to the shoulder bearing the star mark of his family, up the column of his neck, his defined jawline, until you reached his face.

It was one of the seldom instances where you woke up earlier than him, one of his rare lazy days as you called it where work was the least of his worries, and in moments like this, you were grateful. You got to watch him in one of his more peaceful, vulnerable sides that you adored so much.

The furrowed brows, the small lashes of his eyes, the natural pinkish tint to his lips, the subtle beginnings of stubble growing.  

You couldn’t help but remained affixed at his masculine beauty and how you always thought to yourself how lucky you were to be able to marry him. With the slightest movements, you cupped his cheek, letting your thumb caress his skin.

Your gaze flitted to his lips and in turn made you bit yours. You nudged closer without looking away until your silk-covered chest pressed against his firm pectorals. The minor adjustment caused him to elicit a quiet hum, prompting his arm to pull you closer to him and for his entire form to curl a bit around you.

Clingy today, are we? You smiled to yourself and nuzzled your nose against his neck, breathing in the faint smell of body wash and thriving in the sound of his faint breaths.

Unable to hold yourself any longer, you tilted your head a bit and leaned forward to plant a chaste kiss on his lips, and as if in response, Jotaro grumbled in the midst of him waking up and only until he opened one eye did his morning grumble turn into a low purr.

You clung onto him with one arm wrapped around his torso and leg tossed above his under the sheets. “Good morning~,” you singsonged with a croaked voice, still in the process of waking up.

Jotaro continued to hold you close to him as he pressed his nose on the crown of your head, speaking back with an equally raspy voice. “… Morning.”

You withdrew a few inches away for you to fully take in your spouse’s face again now that he was awake. You took in the mess of dark hair covering his usually exposed forehead and the vigilant eyes gazing at you with fondness, shining aquamarine irises holding eye contact with yours.

You sighed, pressing your forehead close to his. “Did you sleep well?”

“I- “

“And you better not lie to me love.” You were keenly aware of the seldom occurrences of his nightmares coming back to haunt him, and how those episodic segments were worse during the initial years of your marriage. Nowadays, you thanked whatever deity was out there that his nightly terrors gradually faded away.

Though you couldn’t be too sure when you knew your husband preferred to hide his fears as to not worry you, but as you watched him now, there were no traces of his past resurfacing throughout the night. A hand came to brush the stray hair off your eyes, clipping them behind your ear. “I slept well and I mean it.”

“Good,” you mumbled, nuzzling his nose with yours. “It’s always good when you get proper sleep. Did you dream nice things instead?”

Jotaro closed his eyes and nodded once, a faint pink blooming on his cheeks. “Just you and me by the sea… nothing special.”

“Yah,” you quietly retorted, playfully tapping his shoulder with lips pouting in disagreement. “Us together is always special no matter the situation, remember?”

He chuckled, his hand reaching for yours to hold. You sighed at the cool touch of his wedding ring on your skin. “Of course.”

“What did we do exactly in this little dream of yours?” You asked, mindlessly tracing your finger around his chest. “Cheesy running together on the sand? Splashing water at each other? Or another out-of-character-esque scene I forgot to mention?”

His eyes left yours for a moment, opting to gaze elsewhere with that almost bashful look in his demeanor that you never got to see when out the comforts of home. “It was sunset. We were just… sitting on the sand… watching the sun go down.”

You burrowed closer to him, humming at times to let him know you were fully listening. In turn, Jotaro kept a firm hold around your waist, locking you in his soft embrace. “Mm… and then I stopped looking at the horizon to stare at you instead.”

You pulled back by an inch or two to look up at him with a sleepy yet cheeky smile. “Mhm?”

He huffed and cupped your cheek, his thumb tracing the skin with the same touch you did minutes ago. “I couldn’t give a shit about the sun anymore and felt like… it was an appropriate time to…” His hooded eyes moved with the downward movement of his thumb until it touched your plush lips.

You couldn’t help but breathe out a tiny- just the tiniest of moans- as Jotaro caressed your lower lip while he had an almost hungry glint peeking through his stoic persona. Your hands curled into small fists against his broad chest, thighs tightening in an attempt to control yourself.

All of a sudden, you were hyperaware over the fact that you were dressed in only a flimsy silk nightgown. An easy access for when your husband wanted to ravish you.

His voice dropped into a whisper, leaning forward. “You can guess what happens next…” He inched his way closer to your face until you felt his lips graze yours, and you just wanted to close the remaining gap. So, you-

“Eomma? Appa?”

In an instant, you both drew back from one another in one swift motion, face fuming and still bearing traces of a nice sleep. Putting yourself together with awkward coughing, the pitter-patter of footsteps drew near with each second. The door to your shared room creaked open.

Standing under the doorframe was your 3-year-old daughter Jolyne, as sleepy as you both were- her dark hair sticking out in places, cheeks rosy and puffy, her butterfly-themed pajamas crumpled, and a faded blue dolphin plushie in her grasp with its beak touching the floor.

“Hi baby pearl~” You cooed and opened your arms, prompting the child to waddle forward while her chubby hand rubbed her eye. As soon as she stood beside the bed with outstretched grabby hands, you lifted her off the floor and settled her on your lap. “Had a nightmare?”

She puckered her lip and snuggled close to you, seeking your warmth. “Wake early,” she mumbled. “Sleepy…” You hummed as a response and hugged her close to you, swaying gently.

“I told you to hold that movie viewing for another night,” Jotaro muttered beside you, to which you retorted with a quip of your own.

“And who watched Littlest Pet Shop with Jolyne after you said that minutes prior while I was busy finishing paperwork?”

“Appa...,” Jolyne mumbled, making you smile smugly at his direction.

Jotaro scoffed in denial despite being the man that had his little girl on his lap that night with tiny pigtails done on his hair. “Oi.”

Your daughter whined in your hold, squirming as she reached out to her father. The latter sighed and grabbed hold of Jolyne, settling her in the middle of you two instead. Instinctively, she curled herself against Jotaro’s body, letting out a small sound of contentment.

In that moment, Jotaro could have melted right then and there from how lax he became from the gesture. You decided to join the duo and scooted closer to drape your arm over your daughter and husband.

“Let’s just go back to sleep,” you said with already-closed eyes and puffed cheek. “Sound good?”

For a split second, you thought your husband went on did exactly that ahead of you, but you let out one “oh!” when Jotaro pulled you and Jolyne closer to him with one move of his arm, eliciting a giggle from the child smushed in the middle.

“A great idea,” he simply said, his speech slowing down into a sleepy half-grumble. “Don’t want to think about work right now...”

You huffed, stretching yourself over to kiss Jotaro on the forehead, adoring the quiet purr that left his throat, before returning to your spot and closing your eyes after them. “Sleep well my babies.”

Jotaro scoffed. “Mn… not… baby…”

You smiled as your consciousness slipped away. “Sure, you’re not love.”

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svt fic recs (mostly nc-17; jeongcheol, minwon, wonchan + other)

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OTHER

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[violet-1atte]

Kinktober Day Fifteen: Temperature play - Seungmin/Changbin

Tags: handjobs, teasing, mild exhibitionism, light dom/sub undertones

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Seungmin was really glad Chan had rich parents. During the summer, he never had to question where he would live or where he would vacation because Chan and his parents always had something planned for him and all their friends. This summer, it was a retreat at some fancy house right near the beach. It was a perfect summer vacation spot, and the best part was, Seungmin didn’t have to pay for anything. 

The only issue was, it was hot. He was mostly fine with the heat, but his friend Changbin, was not. They were both sitting outside by the pool (a very large one at that), and all their friends were out doing something else. Seungmin and Changbin had decided to stay back and just chill, but Seungmin could already feel his irritation growing towards the older. Despite the fact that he had stayed partially because Changbin was staying. What? He had eyes and he knew that Changbin would likely be relaxing all day shirtless. Sue him.

But no matter how attractive he was, or how much Seungmin may-or-may-not have a crush on him, this was getting ridiculous. 

“It’s so hot,” Changbin groaned, complaining about the heat for the nth time. 

“You could go inside, you know,” Seungmin said back, rolling his eyes. “There is air conditioning in the house. You chose to be out here.” 

Changbin pouted as he fanned himself with a magazine. “But I wanted to be outside. And it’s not even cool enough inside. I just wish there was a breeze. Then it’d be so nice,” he sighed. Seungmin felt his eye twitch. 

“Why not go swimming?” Seungmin asked. Earlier he may have asked the same question just for the possibility that he could see Changbin with wet hair and water droplets running down his built chest and soft tummy. But no one had to know that. 

“ Because ,” Changbin started, his voice taking on a hint of a whine. “Then I’d have to get wet. And I’d have to get changed and that’s just too much effort.” 

Seungmin tongued his cheek and huffed through his nose. “Well, stop complaining then. If you’re not gonna do anything about it.” 

Changbin let out a gasp of mock offense. “Yah! Don’t speak to your hyung like that,” he said, waving his finger. Seungmin had to fight to keep his deadpan expression, a smile threatening to come out. 

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re actually my dongsaeng,” Seungmin said with a sigh. He stood up as Changbin made sounds of protest at his comment. Seungmin smiled smugly to himself as he turned to walk inside. “I’m getting a drink.” He wasn’t sure why he felt the need to tell Changbin what he was doing but he did anyway. 

He made his way inside to the abnormally large kitchen of the house and went to the cupboard to grab a glass. They had one of those fancy refrigerators that had an ice and a water dispenser that Seungmin had never had the pleasure of owning. He had to admit it was convenient though. He pressed the button on the ice dispenser and filled his cup up with exactly five ice cubes. He was about to open the fridge to steal the last of the lemonade when a lightbulb went off in his head. He looked down at the ice in his cup and the corners of his lips twitched. 

“It’s too hot, you say? I’m sure you wouldn’t mind being cooled down a bit then,” Seungmin whispered. He snickered and rather than getting a drink like he said he was going to, he filled his cup up the rest of the way with ice and made his way back out. 

This was probably the most childish prank Seungmin had ever come up with, but what was life without a little silly fun? He’d startle Changbin when he wasn’t paying attention by rubbing the ice on him. He’d get to hear Changbin screech and he’d get his revenge for having to hear Changbin complain about the heat for the last hour. 

To his great delight, Changbin was leaning forward in his chair, eyes locked on his phone as he scrolled through some social media Seungmin probably didn’t have. He tried not to focus on the strong muscles of Changbin’s back and the broadness of his shoulders as he walked over. Ogling Changbin was not his mission. 

He hovered behind Changbin for a second as he carefully got a handful of ice out of the cup, the slight twitching of his lips turning into a full-blown smile. The ice in his cup made a slight sound and Changbin glanced back at him. “What’s up?” he asked curiously. Seungmin couldn’t keep the smile off his face. 

“Oh you know…I just thought I’d help you cool off.” 

Changbin’s eyebrows furrowed and his face scrunched in confusion. “Huh? How–”

Seungmin didn’t wait another second and instead of responding, he pressed his handful of ice to Changbin’s back. The contrast between the heat of summer and the freezing temperature of the ice would surely get Changbin to jump. 

And it did, but he didn’t make the sound Seungmin had been expecting. The smile on Seungmin’s face slowly melted as instead of screeching or yelping like Seungmin expected Changbin to do, he moaned. He outright moaned . 

Seungmin was frozen, Changbin was frozen. The ice slipped from Seungmin’s palm and slid down Changbin’s back, clattering on the ground. Changbin’s cheeks were already crimson and his chest was heaving. Seungmin swallowed as he watched Changbin lick his lips and clench his fists. “Um…that…” 

“You–” Seungmin started, scrambling to find the brain cells to respond. “Did you just fucking moan ?” 

Changbin went redder, the color spreading down his neck. “I—no?” 

Maybe it was the heat, maybe the weather was making him go insane, but something took over Seungmin and he scoffed. “Yes you did . I heard it. I put ice on your back and you moaned. Like definitely, one-hundred percent did.” 

Changbin wet his lips again and he curled in on himself a little bit. “Okay? And what? Are you gonna make fun of me, Seungmin-ah?” 

Seungmin could be mean, but he’d never be that mean. Besides, he had no desire to do that anyway. Instead, there was a growing pool of heat in his belly and all he wanted was to hear that sound again. “No. I’d never make fun of you like that, hyung,” he reassured him, voice soft for a second. But then his gaze darkened. “What I really want to know is if I can get you to make that sound again.” 

Changbin looked like all the gears in his brain had stopped working. First he went totally still and then his eyes widened, followed by his eyebrows raising. “You–huh?” 

“Tell me to back off and I’ll back off,” Seungmin said. “I won’t do anything you don’t want, but you’re really fucking hot even if you’re a little shit sometimes. And I want to hear you make those sounds again,” he restated. 

Changbin wet his lips, eyes still wide. “You–you like me?” he asked. 

“We can dig into it later,” Seungmin said, already feeling a little desperate. A little deranged. Changbin looked far too good, half naked and flushed, staring up at him with wide eyes. He was practically praying Changbin would say that he was okay with something happening now because he could already feel his shorts stretching uncomfortably. “But right now I need you to tell me. Is this okay?” He stepped up to Changbin and rested his hand against the juncture of his neck and shoulder. He stroked his neck with his thumb and Changbin shuddered. 

“Yeah, yeah I’m good with it. I’m good with anything. I’ve–fuck you’re so hot Seungmin-ah I’ve always–” Seungmin didn’t let him finish his sentence, instead surging forward and capturing his lips in a kiss. Changbin gasped against his mouth and Seungmin smiled into the kiss at his response. He settled into Changbin’s lap and was pleased to find that Changbin’s cock was semi-hard underneath him. He gave a slight roll of his hips and Changbin whimpered. Seungmin’s head spun. 

The gentle grip he had on Changbin’s neck turned firmer as he kissed him, changing from a simple brush of his palm to a squeeze. Changbin moaned as Seungmin dug his fingers into the back of his neck. The sound went straight to Seungmin’s cock and in response he licked along Changbin’s bottom lip. His reaction was immediate, perfect, soft lips parting for Seungmin to thrust his tongue inside. He tasted sweet and a little citrusy, probably from drinking lemonade earlier. Seungmin moved his hand from Changbin’s neck to cup his jaw and he guided him to tilt his head so he could kiss him deeper. He felt like he was melting, sweat dripping down the sides of his face from the summer heat and the flames that Changbin’s kisses were igniting in him. 

When he pulled away, a string of saliva connected their lips. Seungmin took a deep breath as he looked over Changbin, who already looked completely debauched. It was clear he was hot too, judging by the way his curls were sticking to his forehead. It only served to make him look more attractive and fucked out. 

“Minnie,” Changbin whispered, licking his lips. Seungmin brushed his thumb over his bottom lip. 

“I thought you’d be a good kisser,” Seungmin mused. “Especially with those lips.” Changbin whined and it sounded like when Seungmin had pressed the ice to his back. The ice . What had started this whole thing. Seungmin smirked as he got an idea. “Stay there.” He moved off Changbin’s lap, ignoring his sounds of protest as he went to pick up the cup. Some of the ice had melted but there were still a few big chunks left. Perfect. 

“What are you getting those for?” Changbin asked, trying to mask his interest. 

Seungmin rolled his eyes playfully. “Oh come on. You know. You liked when I rubbed that ice on your back, didn’t you Binnie?” he asked, tone turning condescending. “I bet that’s why you were being so annoying earlier. You just wanted my attention. You wanted me to do something like this, isn’t that right?” 

Changbin’s mouth opened as he struggled to find something to say. Seungmin just laughed as he stood over him. “Cute. Your mouth was working so well earlier complaining about the heat. Can’t say much now, huh?” 

“I–I can!” Changbin managed to protest but it came out weak and whiny. Seungmin clenched his jaw. 

“Well, right now, there’s only one sound I want you to be making. And it isn’t talking.” He grabbed Changbin’s jaw and kissed him again, brief but deep. “I want you to sit back in this chair so I can take care of you. Help you cool off a bit. How’s that sound, hyung ?” Seungmin asked, tilting his head. 

Changbin gulped and nodded, leaned back so that his back rested against the back of the chair. Seungmin took a moment to admire Changbin’s sculpted upper body. His pecs could well be considered breasts by now and his arms looked like they could crush someone’s skull. They probably could. He loved how all his muscle melted into a soft tummy that gave way to a gentle fold as he sat back. Oh, Seungmin wanted to ruin him in so many ways. 

“I hope this is cold enough for you,” he said with a hum. He slipped a piece of ice into his hand and then pressed it to Changbin’s chest, just below his collarbones. A full body shiver shook Changbin to his very core and he bit his lip to hold back a moan. Seungmin frowned and used his free hand to tug his lip from his teeth. “This whole thing started ‘cause a little ice made you moan. I want to hear you, so stop that.” 

“But–but what if someone hears,” he said, looking off to the side nervously. 

“No one’s gonna hear. Everyone’s gone and they won’t be back for a bit. It’s just you and me, Bin. So relax,” Seungmin said lowly. He began rubbing the ice down his chest, eyes glued to how the melting water ran down between Changbin’s pecs. Changbin was already shivering even though before he’d been complaining about how hot it was. The contrast between the heat and the cold made anything he felt that much more intense. 

“You like that?” Seungmin asked. He slid the ice over the curve of Changbin’s pec and then circled his nipple with the ice cube. Changbin gasped and his back arched. 

“S’cold,” he muttered, already sounded breathless. Seungmin took a glance down and noticed the prominent tent in his boxers. He smirked down at him and rubbed the ice over Changbin’s nipple. Changbin inhaled sharply and shifted away from the cold but Seungmin grabbed his shoulder. 

“Uh-uh, I thought you wanted to be cooler,” Seungmin said. He tilted his head as he looked down at Changbin. He lifted his hand from his shoulder and cupped Changbin’s cheek. “Aish, your face is still so warm, hyung. You definitely need this.” 

Changbin exhaled shakily as Seungmin continued moving the ice over his nipple. The bud was hard now and goosebumps were beginning to erupt all over his skin. The ice was beginning to melt, cold water running down Changbin’s chest in little droplets. His chest heaved as Seungmin circled his nipple with the ice again and followed the motion by a flick of his finger. A moan spilled from his mouth and Seungmin grinned. “You’re so sensitive, Binnie-hyung. Who would’ve thought you’d be this responsive…” 

“St-stop making fun of me,” Changbin whimpered. 

“I’m not making fun of you. It’s cute.” He leaned in, lips brushing the shell of Changbin’s ear. “And I like it.” 

More blood rushed to his cock when Changbin shivered and whimpered in the back of his throat in response. Fuck, he was going to be the death of him. 

The ice cube he had was melting, so he reached to grab more, this time grabbing two. Changbin held his breath as Seungmin looked him over. He took a second to decide what to do next, then pressed the ice cubes to both of Changbin’s nipples. His mouth fell open in a loud moan and his entire body tensed. Seungmin’s breath hitched when Changbin’s cock actually twitched in his shorts. “You have such pretty responses, hyung,” he said, trying to keep how affected he was out of his voice. But it was basically impossible with how hot Changbin looked and how pretty his moans were. 

He played with Changbin’s sensitive nipples a little more, crouching down so that he could start kissing Changbin’s neck. The way Changbin shivered and mewled as he pressed kisses to his hot skin ignited the sparks in Seungmin’s stomach. It was hard to tell if Changbin was shivering because of his touches or because of the ice Seungmin was sliding over his skin. Seungmin would be pleased with either option. 

“Never had someone so sensitive before,” Seungmin mumbled against his skin as he ran one of the ice cubes down from Changbin’s chest to his stomach. He felt the muscles contract under his hand and Changbin whimpered as another shudder wracked his body. Seungmin grinned and grazed his teeth over his pulse point before pulling back. 

Changbin’s nipples were red and a little puffy from the cold of the ice and his chest was shining in the sun from the water left behind from the ice. Seungmin could see the goosebumps all over his skin and his fists were clenched tightly by his sides as he tried to keep himself from shivering. “Please, Seungmin,” Changbin breathed, and Seungmin only noticed then how red and swollen his lips were from biting them. Arousal boiled hot in his stomach. “I’m so hard I–I need you to touch me.” 

Seungmin was going to pass out. He still couldn’t believe this was happening. “I’ve been touching you,” he said, acting oblivious. “Where should I touch you next?” Seungmin ran the ice up Changbin’s side and smirked when he moaned and his skin twitched. “Here?” He slid the ice over his tummy and grinned. “Or here?” He ran the ice over the outline of Changbin’s cock through his shorts and Changbin jerked, moaning wantonly. 

“Fuck, there!” he gasped, hips lifting off the chair to meet Seungmin’s touches. “There, there, please–”

“Well, you are asking so nicely. I’m glad you learned to use your words for something better than complaining,” Seungmin said. He dropped the ice he was currently holding, those pieces also having mostly melted away. There were only a few whole cubes left in the cup, the rest having melted in the sun. 

He hooked his fingers in Changbin’s shorts and tugged them down, arousal twisting his insides as Changbin’s cock bobbed up, red and so hard. Seungmin’s mouth watered. Changbin was big and thick and Seungmin probably wouldn’t be able to fit him in his mouth but he’d sure love to try. Maybe some other time. If there was another time. 

“You have a nice cock,” Seungmin said, kneeling down between Changbin’s knees. Changbin whimpered and his dick twitched, a small bead of precum leaking from the tip. “Cute.” Seungmin grinned, grabbing one of the last ice cubes and placing it in his palm. “This should really cool you off.” 

He chuckled as he wrapped his hand around Changbin’s cock, pressing the ice to the shaft. Changbin’s hips snapped up, effectively making Seungmin’s hand slide down, ice still pressed against his heated skin. High pitched moans fell from his mouth as Seungmin began pumping his cock. Even biting his lip couldn’t stop the litany of sounds that traveled up his throat with every twist of his hands. His muscles contracted and shook from the shivers going through his body, the freezing cold against him making it impossible to stop.

“You look so fucking hot like this,” Seungmin muttered, biting his own lip. He was becoming very aware of his own hardness, his arousal practically painful at this point. Every sound Changbin made went straight to his cock. 

As he jerked Changbin off, he reached between his own legs and began to palm his own dick. The friction caused him to moan softly and that seemed to make Changbin react even more strongly to the next flick of his wrist. “ Nghhh fuh-uck, Seungmin, Seungmin, ‘s’too much,” he moaned. The muscles in his thick thighs tensed along with his tummy. Seungmin groaned, slipping his hand into his own boxers. 

“You can take it,” he said. He rolled the ice over the tip of Changbin’s cock and he cried out. His fists were clenched so hard that his knuckles were white. 

“I ca-can’t–hnnggg, Seungmin , Minnie, please,” he whimpered. Seungmin hummed, not trusting his own voice at the moment. He twisted his hand down Changbin’s shaft again and then moved to play with his balls, running the ice over them. Changbin keened and Seungmin bit his lip, pumping his own cock faster. 

“You gonna come for me, Binnie?” Seungmin asked, his voice hoarse from arousal. Changbin whimpered in response, nodding his head. 

“Mmm–mhm,” Changbin managed. Seungmin licked his lips and grinned, going back to running the ice over Changbin’s cock. 

“Alright then, come for me.” 

“Ohh fuck, fuck.” Changbin didn’t need to be told twice, his hips thrusting up as Seungmin’s ran the ice along the underside of his cock. He spasmed and cum spilled from his cock, covering Seungmin’s hand. Some of it hit Seungmin’s face and he groaned, speeding up the movements of his hand on his cock. “Wan-wanna see you come,” Changbin stuttered, his voice small. 

Seungmin groaned and closed his eyes as he pumped his cock. “Fuck–shit, you have no idea how hot you are.” He didn’t even realize how close he had been, so it didn’t take much longer for him to come all over his own hand. 

He was panting when he finished and entirely too hot. The sun was beating down on him and Changbin was looking down at him, dazed. “Wow,” he mumbled and Seungmin chuckled. 

“Wow is right,” he agreed. He stood up on shaky legs, cringing a little at the fact his hands were covered in cum. “Hey…how’s a cold shower sound?” he asked, tilting his head with a smirk. Changbin’s cheeks reddened. 

“Uh…maybe keep it a little warm.” 

[headincloudsmindingutter]

A Few Ways to Touch (pt 4)

Rogue / Gambit smut

Rough sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (m&f receiving), dom/sub undertones, dirty talk, collars, biting, spanking, after care, enthusiastic consent

“Now I’ve recreated the collars used on the island to temporarily remove mutant powers, but with safety measures and an added level of comfort for you. Though I wouldn’t recommend wearing it for an extended period of time. Two days at a time, we’ll have to observe how long the time to recover takes.” Hank handed Rogue a metal collar that had a small, red light on the front. “I hope it serves you well, Rogue.” He smiled

“Thanks, Beast. I appreciate yah.” She smiled, and left his lab to go find Gambit while she clicked the collar onto her neck. It was slightly freeing to be the one in control of removing her powers, to be doing it for the purpose she wants, instead of being forced and used.

She knocked in his door eagerly… no answer, she knocked again… no answer, she knocked more aggressively and bounced impatiently and anxiously on her heels. She heard a door open followed by his muffled voice saying “Mon diu… just a moment, mon Ami, give Gambit a moment to get dressed.”

“Don’t bother with that sugah, I’m just gonna tear those clothes right off ya anyway.”

“Rogue?” He opened the door shirtless, with dripping hair and sweatpants hanging loosely from his hips. She didn’t give him time to react before she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss as she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist.

He let out a muffled sound of surprise but grabbed her legs to help her stay on his hips as he kissed her deeply, relishing in the feeling of her lips on his. Eventually they pulled back for air, giving Gambit a chance to ask about the obvious elephant in the room.

“How Gambit be touchin’ ya, chère? ‘Course not dat I’m complainin’.” He smiled and kissed her forehead, then nose and cheek and jaw and chin til he reached the collar locked around her neck. “Aah, it be dis collar here, non?”

“I asked Hank to make it for me.” She nodded “Came right t’ya when he finished it.” She kissed his jaw and licked a water droplet off his neck. “Been waitin’ to touch ya for so long, Remy.” She said between kisses.

Remy turned and layed her on the bed so she was beneath him. He stroked her cheek and kissed her deeply. “Remy been waitin’ since de moment he saw you, Anna Marie.” He kiss down her jaw and neck and down to her shirt. “Y’sure y’okay with dis, chère? I know you don’t like dat collar.”

“It’s okay.” She responded quickly, Gambit raised a concerned brow “I’m okay… I want this. Please?”

Gambit kissed her forehead and smiled at her“Why don’t we take these clothes off ya, neh?” He smiled while he pulled the fabric over her head and discarded it on the floor. “No bra, mon amour?” He smiled deviously.

“Sometimes a girl wants to be comfy, swamp rat.” She smiled, enjoying how he looked like he just found a priceless treasure. She felt her anxiety about the collar disparate slightly.

He kissed down her torso down to her pelvis where he lifted her hips and pulled her pants down as he kissed her leg, discarding them with the her shirt.

“An’ how often does Rogue like to be comfy around the mansion?” He asked with a raised brow and a smirk.

“Maybe if ya pay more attention you’ll find out won’t ya sug?” She ran her hands up and down his chest and smiled at the way his eyes fluttered shut and he sighed at her touch.

Anna grabbed his hair and pulled him down to her, kissing him passionately while she wrapped her legs around his waist. Gambit held her head with one hand and rubbed the other up and down her bare leg as he kissed her. The hand that was on her leg traveled up to her chest, pinching and flicking at her nipples, making her gasp.

Gambit smiled at her reaction as he took one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it gently then nipping at it with his teeth, admiring how she moaned and leaned into his touch. He continued playing with her breasts as he kissed down her body to her pelvis. Remy groaned at the sight of her sopping thong and pulled it off her, tossing it onto the bed somewhere.

He moved his hands from her breasts down her sides to her hips where he pulled her lower half up to rest her legs over his shoulders. The only warning she got was his small whisper of “mon diu…” before his tongue ran up the seam of her cunt. She let out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a squeak at the sensations, arching her back from pleasure.

“Fuck chère… y’taste so good.” He plunged his tongue inside her as deeply as he could reach, swirling it around, pushing it in and out of her. Remy groaned and pushed his face deeper into her pussy, his nose rubbing against her clit while he kneaded at her ass. Rogue twitched and moaned at the contact, spurring him onward.

“Fuck Remy! That- oh!” Anna arched her back and gasped as his thumb ran circles along her clit. He let out a pleased groan as she grabbed his hair and tried to pull him closer as she ground her hips against his face, seeking more friction.

Gambit considered pushing his fingers inside her, considered stretching her out and getting her ready for him, he knew it was selfish, but he wanted to feel her stretch around his cock first. He wanted her to feel how much he filled her up, he wanted to feel how tight she was. His dick twitched at the thought. He couldn’t wait anymore. He gave one last long lick up her dripping pussy and pulled away.

He was a sight to behold. Hair disheveled, black and red eyes hooded with lust, her cyprine coating his face from his nose to his chin, and the Cheshire grin he was giving her as he continued rubbing her clit with his thumb lazily. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed him, she’d waited long enough.

“Remy please…” she whined in a voice Gambit had never heard her make before, he knew what she needed, and he knew she’d waited long enough but the selfish part of him needed to hear that voice again before her ravished her.

“Please what, chère?” He smirked and leaned over her. She was flushed, her hips reaching for touch, her brows knitted and raised. She’d waited for this long enough but Gambit swore he was going to edge her til she was begging and whining for him one of these days.

“Please fuck me, ah need yah inside me please Remy.” She rubbed her thighs together, seeking friction of any kind.

“Such a good girl for me, chère.” He pulled his sweatpants away and threw them to the floor. He grabbed the underside of her thighs and pushed them to her chest while he kissed her. He ran his cock along her sopping cunt, admiring her little whine before he slowly started pushing his large cock into her tight hole.

She tensed around him slightly but seemed to have no discomfort as he stretched her out.

“So… big…” she said between whiny breaths as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She felt full, stretched to the brim, she wanted more.

“An’ ya so tight for me… so good.” He kissed her neck “Beautiful.” he dragged his tongue from her neck to her ear “Perfect.” He licked her lobe “An’ all mine, ain’t dat right, Rogue?” He lightly nibbled at her ear as he slowly slid out. She nodded her head and gave an affirmative moan. “Words, Petite. Remy need t’hear ya say it.” He pushed in to the hilt roughly.

“Yours! All yours, Remy.” Rogue moaned as she pulled him in for another kiss. Gambit let out a pleased hum as he kissed her and began to move his hips slowly, waiting for her grip on him to loosen.

“Good girl, Rogue. So good for me.” He praised and felt her tighten again. He groaned and moved one leg on his shoulder and one down to the bed. “Fuck chère… yah gettin tighter,” he pulled out “y’like bein called a good girl?” He rubbed his cock along her slit.

“Yes! Ah like bein’ a good girl for ya.” She groaned as he thrusted inside her again “Like bein good.” She said breathily, looking up at him with lust filled eyes and swollen lips. Gambit leant down and kissed her deeply before pistoning his length into her faster.

He turned her on her side and straddled her leg while keeping the other over his shoulder. He pushed into her at an angle that had Rogue throwing her head back and moaning loudly. He kissed and nipped and licked at her calf that rested on his shoulder, admiring how her soft skin felt against his lips and shoulder.

She was a writhing mess below him, shivering at his lips and stubble on her leg while he fucked her. She liked this but she needed to touch him more, she reached up and pulled him down to her, moving her leg from his shoulder to his hip.

Rogue wrapped both her legs around Gambit’s hips and pulled him in for a kiss. Of all the things so far this seemed to spur him in the most. Remy groaned as they kissed and even without her powers she could tell his heart rate increased, his pace however had slowed.

Remy pushed inside her slowly and deeply, his lips moving in time with Rogue’s until she pulled away.

“Ah love you.” She said between breaths

“Say it again.” Remy demanded as he looked down at her

“Ah love you, Remy.”

He kissed her and moved his hands down to her hips where he scooped her up and set her on his lap, he kissed and licked at her neck as he pulled her up and down, making her breasts rub against his chest as she rode him.

Gambit leant his head down to her chest and licked at her nipple before taking it between his teeth lightly, he let out an amused him as she tightened around him as he bit her. He pulled at her nipple a bit more with his teeth and smiled when she squeaked and her movements stuttered.

“Das it, chère. Good girl…. Merde mon amour.” He leaned his head back and groaned “Fuck. Feels so good… so good f’me.”

Gambit layed back and looked up at Rogue in awe, admiring how her cheeks flushed, how her lips parted, the way her curls bounced as she rode him. She was mesmerizing.

Rogue stared back down at him… Remy looked like art. His hair messy, cheeks flushed, mouth parted with a small smile and chest rising and falling quickly as his breath heaved. She leaned down to kiss him while she ground her pelvis into his, trying to feel him as deeply as she could. He groaned and his brows knitted together

“Merde….” He muttered and his grip tightened on her waist, pulling her up and down more vigorously while he fucked up into her, keeping himself deep inside her womb.

Gambit’s moans mixed with breathy Cajun French that Rogue couldn’t understand, she just watched and admired as he fucked up into her. He pulled her down by her arms and folded them behind her back and he bent his knees. His thrusts became harsher, his hips slapping into her ass roughly while he held her against his chest, his head buried in the crook of her neck.

His thrusts were so intense they nearly knocked the air from her lungs, leaving her gasping and letting out small grunts of pleasure while Gambits lips locked onto her shoulder. He kissed and nipped and Locke at her skin, savoring the taste and feeling of her.

One of Gambit’s hands held her wrists in place while the other reached down and squeezed her ass before giving it a harsh slap making Anna gasp in surprise. He felt her clench around his length as he slapped her ass again.

“You like it rough don’t you m’amour? Like bein spanked while Gambit fucks ya?” Another harsh spank.

“Yes! Yes I love it, Remy!” Rogue moaned as the coil in her abdomen tightened she felt like she was going to fall over the edge, something Gambit didn’t go amiss to. He released her hands and held her hips for extra grip as he fucked her through her orgasm, staving off his own release til she was finished.

Her gasps and moans grew louder as she came around him, holding into his shoulders for dear life as she reached her peak. It wasn’t until her body relaxed slightly that Gambit allowed himself cum. He pulled out of her, but before he could rub himself Rogue grasped his cock and stroked him to completion.

After a moment Gambit went to get a cloth to clean his spend off Rogue, when he returned he couldn’t help but stare for a moment. She was sprawled out on his bed, eyes closed, face flushed and hair disheveled, his cum decorated her abdomen and that collar that let him touch her shone from the moonlight peaking into the window.

When Gambit sat next to Anna to clean her up, her eyes were already studying him, she had a small smile on her face and she looked relaxed… more relaxed than he had seen her before.

“Y’okay, amour?”

She hummed in response and pulled him down to lay with her. He pulled Anna Marie into his arms and kissed her head before rubbing his fingers up and down her arm… her skin was so soft, and Remy couldn’t contain his smile knowing he could finally touch her.

“How long can y’keep dis on, chère? I don’t want ya hurtin like before.”

“At least til tomorrow morning, ya not tryin to kick me out are ya, Cajun?” Rogue teased as she ran her fingers up and down his chest

“Never, mon amour. Gambit just don’t want you hurtin.” He kissed her head again “In fact, Gambit hopin’ you’d stay de night.”

“Oh there’s no way I’m goin anywhere after that, sug. I might have to stay here all day tomorrow too.”

“Oui? Gambit think dat can be arranged.” He smiled and kissed her deeply, pulling her closer to his chest, admiring the feeling of her skin finally on his.

[rambler-in-limbo]

Peppino shirtless please 🙏🏼

Yah

[shedontsmelltoogooddarious]

Blood and Aphalt: Just like me.

I've been thinking of this particular fic for awhile and what it'd be like for Flint to finally find their way out of the closet, only to discover that John had been there long before them.

It was past midnight, the laundromat laid desolate with the fluorescent lights above flickering, attracting insects as they lazily buzzed around. Outside, a neon red sign flashed; ‘Open 24/7’ as it flickered on and off. There was no one to supervise the place, and it would have been eerily silent save for the running of a single washing machine.

John absent mindedly hummed to himself as he loaded more laundry into the machine, blood splattered across his and Flint’s shirts and pants, desert dirt and other stains from their vagabond lifestyle. Flint sat on the machine beside John’s, shirtless and gingerly swishing their tail. 

“Back in my army days, we had to wash our gitches in the river that cut through the jungle-” John suddenly smirked, tossing a few shirts into a dryer. “One of the guys in my squadron was doing just that when….” 

He took a step towards Flint, his crazy eyes focused on their own as a knot formed in their stomach. “A big ol’ gator PULLED HIM IN!” 

He suddenly yanked Flint off the machine as they yelled in surprise, being engulfed into John’s arms as he laughed loudly. “And got his upper torso chomp off-” 

Flint squirmed as John held them upside down, their tail whipping through the air as it barely missed him with its sharp spikes. He suddenly dropped them, prompting a soft thud and groan of annoyance; “What the fuck was that for!” 

“Language, and you’re just too fun not to mess with, kid.” He snickered, before the dryer suddenly buzzed. Flint rolled their eyes, before catching sight of their reflection in one of the machines in front of them. Their body was covered in scars, old and new- but that wasn’t what bothered them, neither the scales or spikes, but something deeper yet. They cringed at themself, hugging around their knees before burying their head into them. John took notice, he always had- and had an idea of what was going on as they had always avoided mirrors or spending too long with themself exposed- save for at the current moment with all their shirts in the wash behind them. 

In his strategic planning, John pulled off his wife beater. He dropped it on Flint, prompting them to grab at it, audibly gag at how dirty it was, and shoot a glare up at its owner, only for them to freeze. John sighed, reaching down to grab his shirt and throw it in with the rest. “Sorry kid, lost my damn grip on the thing.” 

He ruffled their hair, a pair of top surgery scars staring back at Flint. They were deep, jagged, a crude job. But they were there, and so was John. They continued to stare.

He leaned against the machine, lighting a cigarette in hand before taking a draw from it, exhaling a plume of smoke before looking down at Flint once more. “So kid, how long were yah planning on staying in the closet for?” 

He raised a brow, before smirking. Flint’s cheeks reddened as they buried their face into their knees once more. “I don’t know.” 

“Well, your old man would like to know what to use for his own kid.” 

Flint peered up from their knees, sighing; “I’m….non-binary- like, they and them if you wanna call me that.” 

John thought for a moment, his crazed old eyes on them. He suddenly picked them up, holding them in his arms as he looked into their face. “Good to know, now let’s get a nice, clean shirt on yah.” 

They frowned; “But what about-” 

“I’ll lend yah some of my shirts till’ we can find you something more comfortable.” 

He pulled out one of his own, pulling it over Flint’s head

[dwaekkistar]

Chapter II

I woke up at the sound of my alarm, quickly turning it off and hopping out of my bed with a soft groan. I carefully stretched before picking up my toothbrush and phone and headed to the bathroom. The house was still quiet which indicated that everyone was still sleeping most likely. I went into the bathroom and carefully brushed my teeth, I have no clue why but my morning routine was like always the best part of the day for me. After I brushed my teeth and carefully rinsed my face I checked the time and saw that my phone said it was 5:20 am. I headed back into my room and did some early morning skin care, not bothering to put on makeup since Hyunjin said we would be recording all day. After I finished my skincare I put on blue denim cargo pants that sat perfectly on my body, my bra, a black crop tank top, some white Converse and I rested a white light gray sweater on my bed.

I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge pulling out a carton of milk, and setting up a bowl of cereal. I put the box cereal and milk back after pouring some out and began to eat. It was about 6 a.m. now and I started to hear footsteps come into the kitchen. When I looked up from my cereal I saw that it was a shirtless Hyunjin wearing gray sweatpants and immediately began to blush.

"Someone's up early," he said with a soft smirk beginning to appear on his face, "I honestly thought you'd be the last one up. I was kinda looking forward to waking you myself."

I slightly choked on the cereal coughing constantly as I tried to stop myself from blushing. Not wanting the latter to worry I tried to hide my face in my hands, but it was too late as he was making his way around the kitchen island from the fridge and softly placed his hand on my back trying to comfort or help me in any way.

"Hey, are you okay?" he said his voice full of concern as he softly patted my back. I eventually stopped coughing, lifting my head as I tried to stabilize myself, my face super red. He then took his left index finger and turned my face towards him, his face full of concern. " Are you okay?" he reiterated sternly, "I can't lose our cute group member within a day of getting her, the guys would never let me live that down."  I blushed even harder and tried to hide my face upon hearing him call me cute and that smirk from earlier reappeared.

"YAH! Jinnie stop making the girl all flustered," Leeknow said as he entered the kitchen, which made me flinch in my seat and earn a chuckle from Hyunjin. Soon after Leeknow settled down in the kitchen the rest of the group followed into the kitchen one by one, Chan being the last one and shirtless in black sweatpants. Everyone started making their breakfast and eating, while I sat there already done with my cereal. I went and washed up the bowl and spoon putting it to dry before turning back around to the guys.

"Am I the only one ready for today ?" I said confused as it was almost 6:30 am and I was the only one fully dressed. " I seemed to be the only one ready to go out today."

"What are you talking?" Chan said in a low groggy tone, seemingly still consumed by sleep. Everyone seemed to be finishing up their food by now.

"Hyunjin said we were supposed to be recording today.." I said even more confused. Was he lying to me as some sort of joke?

"OH CRAP! " they all yelled as they began to scurry to their bedroom to get ready, so I went to my room and put my gray sweater on.

Sooner or later I heard a knock at the door to the dorm, so I answered it. I was expecting it to be Sua or something but was surprised to see a male with relatively wavy fluffy hair. I looked down and saw the JYP staff card clipped to one of the belt loops, and immediately let him not wanting to be rude.

"Oh, it's you, I was honestly expecting it to be one of the boys," He said, his eyebrows furrowing a bit. " As a matter of fact, where are they?"

"In their rooms getting ready," I softly sighed, "It seems they forgot we had to record until I said something about 10 minutes ago."

The latter gently smacked his forehead in disappointment and chuckled a bit. " That's so typical of them. Well, my name is Jun, and I'm assuming you must be Jade. I'm the other manager besides Sua."

"Nice to meet you Jun," I said softly smiling, "I look forward to working with you."

Just as I finished my sentence the boys all came towards me and Jun, fully dressed and ready.

"Thanks for reminding me that we had a recording session scheduled today Jade," Bang Chan said as he made his way to the front near Jun, carefully opening the door and ushering everyone to put their mask on and head to the elevator. We all got into the elevator heading downstairs to the Van. We then got in the Van our bodyguard following us in last and started to make our way to the JYP building.

"Did you guys announce Jade as the new member on social media yet?" Someone blurted out, realizing a second later that it was I.N.

"No we haven't," Jun responded quickly. "I should probably do that quickly." He then started to create a post announcing me as the new member and posted it. Being a little nosy I decided to check the comments of the post, which was the worst choice I decided to ever make. Although there were a lot of comments happy to see me as part of the group and complimented my visuals there were far more comments calling me a talentless bitch and slutshaming me saying that I probably fucked my way into the group. As I continued to read more of the comments, I tried so hard to not cry my eyes filling up with tears. I put my phone back in my pocket and softly clenched my hands into a fist at my side as I tried to hold back the tears. Was I talentless? It seemed like Bang Chan and Felix who I was sitting between seemed to take notice of my mood so they both shifted to look at me.

"What's the matter, darling?" Felix said almost in a whisper, as he leaned down to give me eye contact.

"I think the fandom hates me honestly," I said not being able to hold back the tears anymore. I tried to hide my face in my hoody but Chan was not having it at all.

"Bub, if they hate you then they were never a stay to begin with. They can't claim to love stray kids if they hate you. True stays would learn to love you as well." He and Felix then engulfed me in a soft hug, softly patting my shoulders to add to the comfort.

"Chan is right, those people are probably just miserable jerks that are jealous it's not them in your place," he said as he gently wiped my tears away.

We eventually got to the building and the bodyguard got out first as there were tons of fans in front of the building. It seemed like they were all overly energetic and loud following the news of me being in the group now so the company was taking extra measures to make sure we were all safe so they sent out 2 more bodyguards to keep me guarded. The three of them stood in front of the van as they opened the door and gestured for us to start coming out. Everyone got out starting from the back of the van so it was just me and Chan left to get out. As we both got out the last 2 bodyguards started shielding me and chan, the fangirls and fanboys getting drastically louder as they saw all of us. The rest of the boys waved and said hello to the fans while I couldn't even greet them, as the guards were preventing me from doing so. I assumed they were worried that some salty fans would try and inflict harm on me so they quickly got me inside.

Once we were all in the guards blocked any fans from getting into the building while the group all went upstairs to an unoccupied studio room and the managers to their respectful office. Once Bang Chan rounded us all up into the empty studio room, he locked the door behind us, seemingly not wanting anyone outside of it to disturb our session. He sat everyone down and started booting everything up before turning towards us.

"So as you know," he started confidently, " we have to do over the recording for every song except Double Knot since that song and video have already been released. We're gonna start with STOP. " he thought to himself for a bit trying to figure out how he was gonna format this session so that nobody ended up overworked or frustrated. "Is there anyone who's not happy with the way their last recording sounds or anyone who wants more lines ?"

In response, Felix, I.N., and Seungmin raised their hands. So Chan called Felix into the recording room first asking him which lines he wanted the most. When Felix finished picking the lines he thought he would sound best in bang Chan started the music, tuning everyone but Felix as he temporarily hyper-fixated on the task at hand gesturing for Felix to start. He had Felix do his lines over two times correcting him here and there before letting him out of the recording room when he was finally happy with how the latter sounded. And he did it like that until they finished with Seungmin. He sat in front of the computer, headphones covering his ears as he was fully immersed in the track trying to decipher what else he thought the track needed. He carefully turned around and looked at me, thinking his face scrunching up a bit before finally speaking.

"After Seungmin's drop sounds too empty for my liking," he said sheepishly as he rubbed his neck, "so I think I'm gonna let Jade record for that part and layer her wherever else I see fit, seeing as everything else is done for this specific song." he then picked up a paper and walked over to her and showed her the part he wanted her to sing and the other parts he was gonna layer her voice in.

" So I'm essentially just saying 'I'll' over and over again?" I said with a giggle, the boys all responding with a chuckle at my statement.

"Not just that silly," Bang Chan said with a slight blush on his face as he pointed back At the paper again showing me my other lines. I then carefully took the paper and walked into the recording room putting the headphones on and waited for him to give me the signal to start. He started playing the music and then gave me the signal to start, and I began singing into the mic as best as I could until I was done.

"That was perfect!" Bang Chan said shooting me a quick eye smile and signaling for me to come out of the recording room.

"You think so ?" I said unsure, feeling a bit insecure as the comments I read earlier resurfaced in my mind. I quickly looked down trying to stop my mood from switching as I walked out of the recording room.

"Of course I wouldn't say something I don't mean, Jade," he said with a smile. He walked over to me and gently rested his hands on my shoulder. "Don't be so hard on yourself."

It wasn't until that very moment that I took into consideration just how much taller the rest of the group was, as I had to look up to give Bang Chan eye contact. I was only 5'4" or 162.6 cm while the shortest member was roughly 5'8". It made me realize that I kinda stuck out like a sore thumb especially if I were ever to get center. We spent the entire rest of the day recording the various other songs that had to be redone until it got pretty late. I pulled out my phone to see that it was about 6 p.m., and my stomach slowly growled.

"I'm kinda hungry," I said under my breath. I kind of hoped nobody heard me as I didn't want to interrupt them from their work.

"It is about time for us to call it a day," Chan said saving everything while yawning before closing down the computer. "Let's get home and order some takeout. I'm tired." We all began shuffling out of the studio room heading back downstairs to the van and going home.

We finally got back to the dorm, and when inside Chan began ordering for everyone taking note of what they wanted while the rest of us got ready to shower. I went to my room softly closing the door behind me, as I began to quickly unpack my stuff into all its respective drawers and into the closet space I had. After 20-30 minutes of unpacking, I was finally done and put my suitcase up on a shelf in the closet and closed it. I went back to my dresser and picked out a black pair of panties, a black skeleton pajama set, and pink socks. I carefully pulled out my platform Tasman Ugg slippers headed to the bathroom and showered once it was free. I changed into the clothes I picked out after a thorough shower and headed to my bedroom.

I carefully lay in my bed, getting comfy, and pulled up YouTube on my phone watching a few videos that caught my attention when I heard a knock at my bedroom door.

"Come in!" I say loud enough hoping they can hear as I go back to watching my videos.

"Chan said the food is here so come and eat," Hyunjin says peeping his head into my room. I quickly set my phone down, excited to eat, and hopped off the bed while Hyunjin still waited by the door of my bedroom, his attention occupied by something else. I swing the door open not realizing that he's still standing there, softly bumping into him once again. I began to blush as I realized this was now the second time since moving in that I'd bumped into him. The bump seemed to have caught his attention as he was staring down at me, admiring me almost, a smug smirk growing on his face once again.

"Why do you make that face every time you see me Hyunjin?" I said squinting my eyes at him.

"Oh, nothing cutie," he said still smirking. I began to walk towards the kitchen where we all eat when suddenly I feel a soft stinging pain on my ass evoking a small almost silent stifled moan out of me. I look back to realize that Hyunjin definitely smacked it, as his hand was still resting on it groping it almost, his eyes never moving from it.

"Dude, did you just slap my ass?" I said in a whisper surprised as hell.

"What are you gonna do about it sweetheart?" he said getting a bit closer to me. I tried to hide the deep tomato blush on my face and for once I wished I wore a shirt with more fabric so I could hide better. He tilted my face up to look at him, showing me that his eyes were dark with lust and he was turned on by the predicament he had us in. He gently cupped my face, softly caressing it, like he had some other action in mind before he carefully pulled his hands away and walked off to the kitchen. I stood there for a minute or two to calm myself as I tried to assess what exactly had just taken place, my mind all over the place. I then carefully walked to the kitchen, with the only seat available being between Bang Chan and Hyunjin.

I carefully sat between the two not saying a word, as Chan slid my food right in front of me. Hyunjin then carefully handed me a pair of chopsticks and we all began to eat. About 20 minutes went by and we were all finally finished as we had conversations here and there. I threw my takeout containers out and quietly began to head to bed.

"Jade, can we hang in your room for a bit?" Bang Chan said sounding a bit anxious. When I turned around just as I was reaching my bedroom door to see who he was talking about, it was just him and Hyunjin, the latter having this unreadable expression on his face. The halls were dimly lit as the only light on was coming from the living room, and for once I was glad that I was tan skin, as I was blushing so hard.

"Yeah you can," I said softly, tucking some of my curls behind my hair as I stepped into my room. I carefully sat up in my bed picked up my phone and started to check my social media. They followed in soon after sitting on the edge of my bed as they both faced me.

"Whatcha up to?" Bang Chan said curiously trying to sneak a little peep at my phone. Hyunjin then took that as the chance to gently lay on the bed, practically resting his head on my lap.

" Not much just looking at my social media, I'm quite bored," I said nonchalantly, as I was indeed starting to get bored.

"Wanna watch a movie or something?" he said softly not wanting to be too loud in the dorm at such an hour, "Also I notice you still call us by our stage names and sunbae-nim, You do know you can call us by our real name right, Your literally older than half the group as you and Changbin are the same age."

"Wait Jade is my noona!?" Hyunjin said quickly getting up off my lap to look up at me.

"What did you do ?" Chan said whipping his head in the latter's direction.

" Nothing." he softly blurted out trying to hide the soft blush in his cheeks.

Bang Chan then looked back at me confused about what Hyunjin's deal was, contemplating if he wanted to figure out why the other was blushing.

"Why's he blushing ?" he said with a soft chuckle, "What the hell is going on?"

"He slapped my ass earlier," I said with a little giggle, knowing Hyunjin would be embarrassed at me exposing him.

"NOONA WHY WOULD YOU TELL HIM?!" Hyunjin squealed just loud enough for us to hear, "Now he's gonna scold me!"

"YAH! JINNIE YOU DID WHAT?" Chan whisper-yelled in response, "It's not even the second day and you're getting way too comfortable being flirting with Jade, you couldn't have some sort of decorum at least?"

" I don't mind it actually," I said as I began to tap softly on my phone screen, "The quicker we all get comfortable around each other the better." I softly shrugged my shoulders and then remembered Chan offered to watch a movie not too long ago.

"We should probably start that movie though," I said with a chuckle.

"Oh, right the movie," He said picking up the TV remote on my dresser, which I never noticed, and turned on the TV, another thing I never noticed in the room.

" Since when were those in the room?" I said shocked, my eyes wide. " I never noticed those and I came in my room numerous times!"

"came in her room..." Jinnie said with a giggle, "That's what she said." followed by Chan's laughter as he picked a movie out opting for Corpse Bride.

"Yah, you pervert!" I said playfully smacking his arm, "Get out of my room if you're gonna do that shit."

"You know you like it," Chan said teasingly as he sat very close next to me trying to get comfortable in my bed. Hyunjin just a few seconds later as he laid back in my lap.

About 30 minutes into the movie Chan rested his head on my shoulders, giving me the urge to softly play with his hair as we watched the movie. Not wanting to leave Hyunjin out I also began to do the same to him, receiving a soft groan in response as he turned on his other side to face me. Bang Chan and I looked down at him in response, wondering what he was up to when he just gently scooted his head closer to me. He slowly wrapped his arm around me as best as he could while still laying down indicating that he was starting to get somewhat tired.

"You don't mind if we sleep with you, do you ?" Chan said lifting his head off my shoulder, a silent yawn following after. "I'm way too tired to walk back to my room and it seems like Hyunjin is already on his way to dreamland."

"No, I don't mind." I said softly trying to stop myself from blushing again, "Let me just get myself comfortable first." It's not every day you get two hot guys asking to sleep in your bed. I carefully moved Hyunjin's arms from around my waist, moving closer to my pillows. Both Chan and Hyunjin followed although the latter was a lot slower as he was half asleep. Chan then picked up the remote took the movie off the screen and turned the TV off. Following that both he and Jinnie took their shirts off throwing them somewhere on the floor of my bedroom before the latter inched as close to me as possible while Chan covered all three of us with the blanket. I slowly began to fall asleep, wrapping my arm around Hyunjin receiving another groan deeper than the last followed by Chan carefully wrapping his arm around me as all three of us drifted to sleep.

Time Skip

I groaned softly as I woke up from my sleep to the feeling of someone softly grinding against my leg. Upon investigating I realized it was Chan, but he was still asleep as well as Hyunjin. Being the nosy little person I was I realized that both Chan and Hyunjin were sporting massive boners, causing me to blush a deep tomato red as Chan continued to grind his lower body against my bum. His breath slightly hitched as he did so, which gave me a hint that he had to be experiencing a lewd dream. He eventually stopped a few minutes later still holding me tightly against him. Not knowing what to do in this situation the only thing I could do was lay back down and pretend I was still asleep as best as I could to avoid any potential embarrassment. I wanted to help them but I didn't want to come off as that type of girl, plus I was way too shy to initiate those types of activities myself. after closing my eyes, Hyunjin woke up a few minutes later, and I knew it was him because upon waking up he groggily whispered 'Fuck' at the sight of his boner. He then carefully slipped out of the bedroom picking up his shirt as he went to most likely relieve himself. Seems like he was taking what Chan said about the decorum a bit more seriously which made me mentally giggle to myself.

Not soon after Chan resumed his grinding against Jade's bum, which slightly turned her on. Getting annoyed with her shy nature she decided to be a little rebellious as she continued to pretend to sleep, She met him halfway grinding her ass against his boner which earned a soft breathy moan from her lips. He shot awake at the sound of her moan not expecting it but calmed down when he saw that she was grinding against him. In response, he held her closer and softly moved his hands up to her chest gently groping her breast as he didn't want to wake her up or so he thought. She softly moaned again, grinding against his boner at an even faster rate all while pretending to be asleep, causing Chan to throw his head back as a deep guttural groan came from his lips.

"You're not sleeping are you, cutie?" he said smirking softly, waiting for an answer as he slowly pulled away.

"No.." She said softly, slightly embarrassed that she was caught, opening her eyes as she turned towards him.

"I thought so," he said teasing her a bit as he pulled her back to him, "You were grinding against me way too eagerly to be asleep sweetheart." He softly rested his index finger against her chin before softly resting his thumb on her lip caressing it. He had the strong urge to be a lot more intimate with her but seeing as it was only her second day with the entire group, he wasn't sure if it was okay to act on it, unsure of how comfortable she was with them. He decided the safest thing to do was kiss her and he would deal with his boner once he left the room.

Return To Jade's POV

    Chan slowly and passionately kissed my lips after caressing them. Not wanting to make things awkward I happily gave into the kiss, making out with him just as passionately. He softly moaned into the kiss holding me close, almost as if he didn't want it to end. After a while of passionately making out and both Chan and I moaning into it, he carefully pulled away.

    "I should let you get ready for today while I deal with this," he said blushing as he gestured toward his boner which seemed to have gotten bigger since the last time I looked at it. I blushed as I watched him pick his shirt up and leave the room, using the shirt to cover himself.     I idly sat in bed for a bit trying to get my thoughts together, before finally deciding I was gonna brush my teeth before I do anything else. I picked up my toothbrush ready to leave my room when I suddenly got a message on my phone so I checked it. 

Group chat: Stray Kids & MGT TEAM

Sua.mgt: You guys don't have anything scheduled for the day so you can pretty much do whatever. Seen by Crystal.Jade, gnabnahc, hynjinnnn @ 6:50 am

  Upon seeing that message I rushed out of my room to the bathroom only to see that it was locked. Sighing I softly rested my head against the door as I waited, only to be greeted by the sounds of soft moans from the opposite side of the door. I realized it was Chan when he started to whisper to himself, and I could hear his distinguished Australian accent. He was carefully pleasuring himself in the bathroom. I was so focused on listening that I didn't hear Felix walk out of his room.

     "Darling what are you doing?" he said as he tilted his head to the side in wonder causing me to jump away from the door in shock.

    "Oh nothing Felix," I lied sheepishly, although my face seemed to have been snitching on me as it was super red. He walked closer to the bathroom door hearing Chan relieve himself and a soft smirk appeared on his face. He then walked closer to me, tilting my face up towards his with his right hand.

   "You were listening to Chan jerk himself off weren't you?" he said teasingly, his smirk growing bigger. " I didn't think you were like that Jade.."

    "I'm not a slut if that's what you're thinking-" I said abruptly getting a bit insecure, as I thought back to the comments from yesterday.

    "Woah, you're definitely not a slut," he said with a hint of concern at first, "kinky maybe, but defo not a slut darling."

   Felix then carefully grabbed my hand, as we both heard Chan finishing up in the bathroom, leading me towards his bedroom. When got there he carefully sat me on his bed and sat next to me.

   "So I know you were most likely going to brush your teeth and probably got distracted by you know.." he said as he wiggled his eyes a bit, " but sadly we only have one bathroom for all of us at the moment."

     "Maybe they should upgrade our dorm," I said as I thought about it, "give us rooms that come with their own bathroom?"

    "Ehh, I think that's a bit much," he chuckled lightly, " maybe just an extra bathroom or two will do. But how did you sleep Buttercup?"

      "I slept okay I guess considering Hyunjin and Chan cuddled me the entire night," I said with a soft giggle as I reminisced about last night.

     "Oh that's interesting," Felix said as he looked at me with a smile. " I mean it was expected for Chan to warm up to you so quickly as it seems you guys somewhat knew each other before your addition to our group, Hyunjin not so much... I wonder what's making him gravitate to you so quickly."

    "I'm honestly not sure," I said giggling a bit more, " but he did slap my ass yesterday and Chan had to scold him for not having any decorum."

     "Really ?" Felix said with wide eyes laughing a bit. "That's so unlike Hyunjin to do! He must find you attractive or something if he decided to act on such a thought, to be honest."

    While they were in the middle of their conversation, Chan peeped his head into the room as he heard them talking on his way to his bedroom from the bathroom.

       "Hey guys," he said with a gentle eye smile, "everything okay in here?" 

       "Yeah," Felix and I said in unison as we looked up at Chan. "Are you okay?" Felix quickly added in. 

    "Yeah, I think most of the guys are gonna sleep in today seeing as we have nothing scheduled," he said calmly as walked further into the room, closing Felix's door behind him and sitting on the bed. Jade couldn't help but smile to herself, something about Chan's accent did something to her. Yes, both he and Felix were both Australian, but their voices gave off different vibes. Felix's deep Aussie accent brought an immense amount of comfort and safety whereas Chan's Aussie accent gave off a more seranading vibe.

    "So Channie," Felix said mischievously, " what were you up to in the bathroom?"

   "Nothing!" Chan blurted out quickly, his face turning red as he tried to slightly hide from me, I guess hoping that I didn't know what Felix was speaking of. " I was just brushing my teeth, you know normal morning stuff."

    "Speaking of that I should brush mine," I interrupted, not wanting Chan to feel any more embarrassed than he already was. I walked out of the room and headed to the bathroom deciding that I would let Felix tell him that I knew what he did in my absence. I finally got to the bathroom, which was empty, and began to brush my teeth thoroughly. I rinsed my mouth and did some of my skincare, before heading back to my bedroom to drop off my toothbrush back where it belonged before heading to the kitchen. I curiously checked the kitchen pantry out finding some croissants, heating one before applying some butter to it. I happily waddled over to the kitchen island and sat in one of the seats, placing my plate on the table as I began to eat it. Not soon after I heard footsteps walk into the kitchen. It was Changbin. He quickly went to the fridge, pulling out a container of Apple juice before he poured some into a cup and placed it on the counter. He then put the container back into the fridge and turned around picking the cup up and drinking it as he watched me eat the croissant.

     "Good morning pumkin," he said in a soft playful tone, as he moved closer to me leaning against the kitchen island. "How'd you sleep?"

     "Good morning Changbin oppa," I said cheerfully slightly cringing at my use of honorific, "I slept okay I think."

      "That's good," he said smiling at my response. "Don't be afraid to come to me if you ever need anything." He then softly ruffled my hair messing up my strands of curls.

       "Yah! Changbinnie stop!" I said gasping loudly trying to stop him from continuing.

     "Okay I'm gonna head back to my room and lay down," he said chuckling at the sight of me, " text if you need me pumkin, and also you don't have to honorifics around us." With that, he disappeared off to his bedroom.

      I quietly finished my croissant, washing up the plate and putting it to dry before heading back towards the room. For the most part, everyone was sleeping except those I had spoken to for the morning. I assumed Hyunjin had just gone back to bed after possibly relieving himself and was gonna just relax in my bed. That was until I got to my bed and saw the very person I was just thinking of sitting in my bed scrolling through his phone. 'Was he waiting for me this entire time?' I mentally thought to myself.

     "Hyunjin-ah, what are you doing in my bed?" I said curiously. He looked up at me, not responding before looking back at his phone. He then carefully placed his phone down on my nightstand before looking back up at me.

       "Close the door and come sit next to me noona," he said with an innocent face as he pats the empty spot next to him on the bed. " I wanna hang with you."

   Following what he asked, I closed my bedroom door and sat next to him in my bed, unsure of what exactly he wanted to do. I carefully slumped down into my bed and pulled my phone out of my pajama pocket scrolling social media once again. Hyunjin then carefully lay next to me in a way where he was lying on me but still able to see my phone screen. I went through Instagram, looking through my regular feed, and my account was private for safety and privacy reasons. I decided to check our group's Instagram comments, and once again instantly regretted it as the comments on my post had gotten worse since I last checked, people calling me ugly and talentless and slut-shaming me. I tried so hard to hold back the tears but couldn't stop a few from slipping, quickly wiping them away. I was so consumed by the comments that I quite honestly forgot Hyunjin was still next to me and reading everything on my screen. His eyebrows furrowed with anger as he continued to read along with me.

"I'm gonna deal with this," he quickly spat out, "I don't like knowing you're fighting back tears because of some assholes pretending to be stay, I'm gonna go live later."

"Jinnie-ah You don't have to do that," I said frowning a bit. I immediately locked my phone not wanting him to see the rest of the comments as it started to transition from slut shaming comments to fat-shaming. A lot of them were about my lower half and how I must not be exercising enough because my legs are very fat.

"Noona unlock your phone and give it to me." he said sternly. When I looked up at him he was pretty angry so I did as he asked not wanting to agitate him further. He gently took the phone from my hand and went over all the comments before locking it. His face softened a bit as he inched closer to me wrapping me in a hug.

"Don't believe those comments noona," he said softly resting his head within range of my ear. "You're beautiful, and if there's anyone who loves your ass and legs it's me. Please don't listen to them and go on some unnecessary diet." He then gently lowered his hands down to my hip, softly groping it before moving his hand to my ass. He swiftly lifted his head to look at me, admiring me for a bit.

      "You and Chan have some of the most beautiful curls I have ever seen," he said as he continued to admire me. He then did the most unexpected thing as his lips crashed against mine, gently kissing me. I stared at him wide-eyed honestly not expecting the action, but eventually gave into the kiss as I wrapped my arm around his neck. He temporarily pulled away from the kiss, positioning himself over me before returning to the kiss even more passionately than a moment ago. We stayed like that for some time before he slowly pulled away from the kiss once more, his hands anxiously moving just right below my chest. "May I?" he said lowly, his voice consumed curiosity. It seemed like he remembered something and wanted to have consent to touch me anywhere else, so I gave it to him quickly Nodding as I admired him. He softly rested his body against mine, before gently cupping my breast and feebly groping it. He continued to do so, accidentally grazing his finger against the sensitive part of my nipple, earning a soft groan and flinch from me.

"You like that don't you.." he said with a soft chuckle not wanting to be too loud. "Maybe I should use our time together to see what other things you like?.."

"I don't think my 2nd day together with you guys would be a good idea to do that Jinnie," I said softly blushing.

"Oh, I didn't mean today... unless that's what you want," he said raising an eyebrow in curiosity, "We can do it whenever you're ready honestly." He then carefully moved his hands back down to my waist gently repositioning us so we were laying on our side before softly cuddling me.

"Let's take a nap I'm still kinda tired," he yawned lowly, pulling me closer to him. I then let out a soft yawn as I drifted back to sleep in his arms.

[keii]

Okay so I watched these two One Piece movies over the past couple of nights and the different experiences that I have gone through with both of these movies... First of all... I had A LOT of fun watching both of them (tbh more fun than when I watched the One Piece: Red) and I want to watch it again just from recalling it. I won't go super in depth, this is just me going on a tangent about em.

One Piece Gold (left) was a lot of fun, I loved the premise where they entered this huge ass island/boat city of gold filled with entertainment and casinos (I'm like "ohhh they're on the strip! LOL). I liked the build up of the plot and backstory of the villain. Tbh I think this movie did a way better job at building up the villain in comparison to One Piece Red where it just... IMMEDIATELY went into action??? I enjoy being able to immerse myself in the specific plot and feel of a movie, and so I think this movie did better in that aspect. ALSO, THERE WERE SO MANY OUTFIT CHANGES IN THIS MOVIE!!! It's so cute that for a number of them, they're all matching??? Also... um... Zoro in the beginning of the movie where he just had the baseball cap and he's shirtless... uhhhhh he looked so good wtf... wished they had him in that for longer LOL I also thought Luffy looked SO CUTE in the all white outfit with the orange shades and cowboy hat. Really enjoyed the Sabo appearance in this, tho wished I saw him crush a guy's head!! LOOOL Anyway, really liked this movie.

One Piece movie 6: Baron Omatsuri and the Secret Island is what I watched last night after holding it off since FOREVER AND TBH I DON'T THINK I'LL LIKE A ONE PIECE MOVIE MORE THAN THIS ONE LOOOL. So the main reason why I wanted to watch this movie was primarily because of the ART STYLE. I LOVE HOW CUTE AND EXAGGERATED IT IS. The flat colors, lanky limbs, thin lines, angles, and expressiveness UGH EVERYTHING. I kept wondering why it felt so familiar and it's because the director of this movie is Mamoru Hosoda! And he directed movies like Mirai (my Goro projection movie), Summer Wars, The Girl Who Leapt Through Time, Wolf Children (I watched this movie when I was in a 3 hour life drawing class and was bawling), etc. ANYWAY-- his influence was STRONG in this movie because the thing I like about his style is the human INTERACTIONS he has between the characters and showing the closeness, with their touches, or expression, and even utilizing the awkward silences in the conversations. It was SO nice seeing the Straw Hats interact in this kind of way and I am just IN LOVE WITH HOW LUFFY LOOKED IN THIS MOVIE HE WAS SO CUTE I LOVE HIM!!! I also love how when Nami wanted Luffy's attention, she would just GRAB HIS FACE. So anyway, as I was looking more into who was involved in this movie, I saw that Masahiro Ito did the screenplay. I had to do a double take on that name. BITCH. OF COURSE HIS NAME WAS FAMILIAR BECAUSE THAT MAN IS THE ART DIRECTOR FOR TEAM SILENT? MR PYRAMID HEAD CREATOR MAN HIMSELF. WHAT IS HE DOING WRITING THE SCREENPLAY FOR THIS ONE PIECE MOVIE. The whole time I'm just thinking "Oh my god. This movie is going to get REALLY weird." And my god... for One Piece/shounen standards... yeah. There are scenes where I had to turn around to Hun while I was watching and go "... You seeing this." LOL LIKE... I KNOW THIS MOVIE WILL NOT BE EVERYONE'S CUP OF TEA BUT I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT??? It was like watching the weirdest collab One Piece fanfiction come to life. I just really appreciate the direction and vibe this movie had and seeing One Piece in this kind of style. Honestly would love if other anime directors wanted to take their own spin of One Piece and just make a movie. Yah well that's my tangent, I love One Piece LOL

[liauditore]

when i was almost asleep guys started to do lovely things in my head, so, now when i'm awake i came to share it.

for skizz scott is so small and fragile. just like little kitten, that you want to hug and kiss, but little afraid to do something wrong. he hugs Scott to himself, touched by how tiny he is. have you seen how small scott's hands?

(and here i am, thinking about my gem au, there's might be spoilers, but whatever, i don't know where am i going 🙃)

skizz hugs lazuli, hiding from another gems, who's not that happy to see the leader of the flower resistance. why are they so mean? he apologised! to every single one of them! and really trying to become better!

"guys, stop being so mean! you making him feel worse! this thing is not his fault, stop!"

and scott is just really can't do anything in that moment, crying because both, that no one is believe him and hates him no matter how hard he trying and because how kind skizz is, because he fights with his family because they don't think scott is worthy of good treatment. but skizz thinks differently.

after that they'll sit in skizz's room...

"hey, don't even cry because of them, they're just fools that cannot see how beautiful you are! don't let them think that your efforts are in vain, it's not true!"

scott just broke and he needs some support to get back on his feet and be so much better than he was.

"why are you supporting me? it's hopeless..."

"no, it's not! stop listening to them! they don't understand you! i clearly see that you want to be a good person!"

he just become so loyal... like someone, who's on his way to hate scott again

i can't stop thinking about them. they makes me so sad and happy at the same time((

- 🔥

SCREAMS CRIES GOING WOOOO YIPEE EVEN 🙌🙌

Skizz really is a golden retriever. It's been awhile since I've watched SU but he really is reminding me a little bit of Steven here -- guys, stop fighting! We can be friends!!

And if it is like SU, eventually everyone comes around, right? 🥺

YAH YEAH SCOTZMAN WOOOOOO

side note this is ur AU so obvs ur designs can be whatever u imagine them as but. skizz being big and buff and protective of scott 🥺🥺 this is just stuff that popped into my head, regarding my own headcanons, that i thought would entertain u:

i've tried to some? success?? i think? to try and show that my scott design isn't *that* much of a twink. i don't think im very good at it tbh but i wanted to get across that he was at least somewhat deceptively toned in the way a pro archer or ballet dancer would be. i think it would be more apparent if i drew him shirtless but idk if im brave enough for that lmao

but skizz is like. BUFF. and tall.

so scott is NOT used to getting picked up and swung over his shoulder and carried around etc. etc. and it ends up doubly flustering him. plus skizz is rough around the edges (i think he'd know his own strength enough to not hurt scott but he's not careful lol) and its a big contrast to what scott's used to. cus usually when people are that rough with him they're. trying to kill him.

[barikinbear]

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Because no one is stopping me

‘07 Donnie: I’m not an unreasonable person, I just have a very low tolerance for stupidity

Rise Mikey: When I wake up in the middle of the night, hear pounding, sobs echoing in the dark, my mind scrambling to forget the horrors that plague my dreams, I’ll know who’s to blame for my suffering. And it’s you. Always you.

‘07 Raph: Wha-?

Rise April: I showed him a picture of shirtless Shrek

Bayverse Donnie: you’re telling me that you were told your whole family died fighting the Kraang in an alternate future, then you sacrificed yourself to save them, along with the entire world, and were willing to let yourself be beaten to death for your family’s sake?

Rise Leo: yeah…

Bayverse Donnie: and your brother was mind controlled and tried to kill you and your other brothers? And you were able to snap him out of it just before he snapped your neck?

Rise Leo: uhhhhh yah

Bayverse Donnie: how do you sleep?

Rise Leo: I don’t! 🙃

Rise Raph: I know we’ve all been through some difficult things, but it made us all stronger in the end!

2k12 April: I found you binge eating pretzels in the middle of the night and watching Gilmore Girls

Rise Raph: Lorelei and pretzels make me stronger!

‘07 Splinter: nods in solemn agreement

Bayverse Raph: Yikes, your drip is looking weak, my guy

‘07 Casey: huh?

Rise Mikey: Oh, yeah, he’s looking mad cheugy

Bayverse Leo: I mean, it’s a look in its own way

‘07 Casey, crying: please, I don’t know what you’re saying