#tbh this is the piece I was kinda disappointed over

[kipkoh]

They stayed up a little too late for the late night Azura reading

#toh #the owl house #the owl house fanart #toh fanart #luz nozeda #king clawthorne #luz noceda fanart #king clawthorne fanart #THE SIBLINGGSSS #tbh this is the piece I was kinda disappointed over #but I’m posting it anyway

[dreamtuna]

What Did You Just Call Me?

Attack on Titan - Levi x Reader || smut, fem!Reader, daddy, petnames, begging, a tiny bit of spanking honestly I should've written more maybe I'll write a spanking piece next, creampie

Word Count: 850

This artwork has just got me wanting to do the most unholy things with him. It's got me feeling things. Thinking of doing a series just dedicated to this art tbh.

Update: Yeah, there's more.

This is the first piece in my Daddy series - a series of short pieces inspired by the Karatetsu/Karatez black suit official art. "Daddy" || Spanking || more to come...

“What did you just say?”

Neither of you could quite believe it. The word just slipped from your mouth. Like honey dripping off your tongue. Levi immediately stopped thrusting into you, leaning down over you, the soft fabric of his shirt caressing your back. It made you shiver. One of his gloved hands found your throat. He held you firmly in place, forcing your head up to look in the mirror in front of you. He was still inside you, your pussy pulsing around him with want. “Look at me. What did you just call me?” he asked, voice low with his desire, a dangerous undercurrent running through it.

You swallowed hard, summoning all your courage to look him in the eyes through the mirror. Your heart pounded so loud in your chest you were convinced he must be able to hear it, to feel it under his hand. His steely eyes captured you and you felt yourself giving into him.

“D-Daddy.” Your voice cracked.

Levi inhaled sharply, his cock twitching inside you. He squeezed your throat ever so slightly, not enough to cut off your breathing but enough to set your core ablaze again. You gasped at the sensation. He had you burning up and there was nothing you could do about it. You needed him to move inside you. You needed to feel it.

“Does my pretty girl want more?” he growled. “Ask nicely.”

You moaned. He knew how much it embarrassed you to behave like this. You wanted to look away, but you knew he’d be pissed if you did. You knew you couldn’t delay unless you wanted him to torment you endlessly tonight. Which you kinda did, but you weren’t sure your body could handle much more. He was breaking you and it felt so damn good.

“P-Please fuck me more, daddy,” you whimpered. The desperation in your words made you want to lower your head in shame, cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink for him.

But your eyes never left his. You saw the glint in them as he absorbed your words. You saw his satisfaction.

He let go of your throat, letting you drop back down on the bed, and pulled back to spank you hard. Levi loved the way you yelped for him, especially as he started fucking you hard again, slamming into you so relentlessly you knew you would have trouble sitting tomorrow. His palm found your ass cheek again, the mixed sound of skin-on-skin and your pathetic little yelp reverberating through the room. Pink marks flared on your skin.

“That’s my girl,” he hissed. “That’s my pretty girl. Take all of me. Fuck.”

You pressed your face into the bed, ass in the air for him. The sound of your wet pussy filled the room, making you blush even more furiously as he pounded into you. He loved the noises you made. He especially loved your little whimpers as you got closer and closer. He always knew when you were about to come undone under him, but there was something so sweet about hearing it directly from you.

“Don’t cum,” he commanded. He swatted your ass again when you groaned. “Not yet, my pretty little slut. Beg for it.”

You trembled under him. You weren’t going to be able to hold it. You could either disappoint him, cumming selfishly over his cock anyway, or…

“Please,” you whimpered, words spilling out of your mouth one after another without any further hesitation. “Please let me cum, daddy. I can’t hold it much longer.”

Oh, that made him happy. His fingers gripped your hips tight, a delicious moan melting from his throat. “Cum for me, baby. I’m right here with you.”

You didn’t need telling twice. You trembled underneath him as your climax tore through you. The heat within you seemed to spill out along with all the tension and pressure in your body. You whined and cried out for him and in return Levi reached forward, grabbing your hand and intertwining his gloved fingers with your bare skin. His hips pistoned in and out, whispering words you couldn’t quite comprehend as pleasure threatened to drown you entirely. You were aware of him pushing deep inside you, squeezing your hand as he found his own release.

For a while you stayed in that position, your heavy panting filling the silent void of the room. He carefully guided you down onto your side, pulling your back against his chest. He held you close against him, wrapped in his silent warmth, one hand brushing through your hair, providing you with the safety you so desired.

“Well done,” he whispered. “My pretty girl did so well for me.”

Levi gently kissed your hair. His touch was so light and delicate, a stark contrast from his brutal love of only minutes earlier. Your eyes fluttered shut, a content sigh escaping your lips as you drifted off for just a little while surrounded by his sweet affection, his cum leaking out of you, pooling on your thigh. A constant reminder of his love.

hey @humanitys-strongest-bamf I finally finished it

#first thing i've finished in a while bless this art for unlocking my ability to write again #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman smut #aot x reader #attack on titan #aot smut #dream writes #dream writes: short #dream writes: daddy

[chryblossomjjk]

practice (pt. 2) | jjk

⇢ PAIRING: fuckboy!jk x inexperienced reader

⇢ RATING/GENRE: m/18+ | college au, fwb, smut, fluff, angst

⇢ WC: 8.1k

⇢ WARNINGS: implied family issues, photography major jk in full effect, casual titty sucking (lol), oral sex (f receiving), ass eating and motorboating?, handjob, unprotected sex (crowd boos and throws tomatoes), a bit of spanking, talk of sex toys, orgasm denial, forced orgasm, slight dom and sub oc, slight sub and dom jk, shower head as vibrator (everyone w a clit has done this pls-), some manhandling, anal play, shower floor sex !!!, very slight cum eating, creampie, oc reflects on how far she’s fallen, oc still hates men, maybe unrequited love, maybe not

⇢ SUMMARY: everything is wet. you and jungkook tangled up on the shower floor. your eyes afterwards.

⇢ NOTES: yOu’Re WeLcOmE rEaDeRs. this was only going to be a one shot but i was manipulated into making it a three part series bc of u all >:((! lol kidding love u babies! tbh i'm a bit disappointed with this piece. i really loved it when i outlined it but for some reason it just didn’t come together how i would’ve hoped. i tried my best guys rip. hopefully part three will be better. anyways, feedback is greatly greatly appreciated!! thank you again for all the engagement on part one if you’re new pls go read it and check out my masterlist here. ALSO HUGE THANK YOU TO MY BBY @here4btsfics FOR BETAING LEGIT COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT U!!

⇢ SERIES MASTERLIST

“You look miserable.”

You were miserable. 

The air at the frat party was suffocating. Sweaty bodies grinding against one another, nudging your shoulder as they shimmied by. The strobe lights made your vision splotchy and the blaring speakers had your head pounding. Plus, you could already feel the makeup sinking into your pores. An oil cleanse is needed asap.

“You look like a hot mess,” you snap at the boy in front of you. His stringy bangs stick to his clammy forehead, poking out from underneath his black bucket hat. The neck of his dark gray t-shirt is stretched to one side from the pull of petite, manicured fingers. Pink lip gloss is smeared across his lips, making a glittery trail down his neck. Sore red marks already blooming. “It’s late.”

“It’s only like-” Jungkook looks at his watch. “1 a.m.”

“Yeah, late. I have a test in the morning.”

“Go home.”

That was the problem. The two only people you really knew at the party, Mina and Taehyung, snuck off into a grimy bathroom to fuck eachother’s brains out. That was an hour ago. How long could they really go at it? You explain this to Jungkook with a sigh. “If they’re not back in the next twenty minutes, I’m going to flip.”

“Don’t be a buzzkill.” Jungkook chuckles, plopping down on the brown corduroy couch next to you. A drop of alcohol spills over the edge of his red solo cup, landing right on your bare thigh. “You can’t go by yourself?”

“I’m a woman, Jungkook.”

“Ah, right,” he nods, thumb brushing away the dark liquid on your skin before putting it in his mouth. Goosebumps form instantaneously as you watch in utter shock. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Bambi, but I don’t think a dude would touch you with a ten foot pole. You’re kinda fucking scary.”

You glare at him, fluffy brows furrowed into sharp slants. Deep scowl on your shiny pout.

“See?” He laughs, tattooed digits coming up to pinch the baby fat of your cheeks. “Come on, I’ll walk you home.”

“No,” you huff, slapping his hand away. The subtle touch was enough to feel how surprisingly soft his skin is. “I’ll go get Mina and Taehyung-” you scoof, getting up from the tattered material under you. 

“Chill.” His fingers catch the ruffled hem of your dress, knuckles brushing against the back of your thigh. 

The audacity.

“Let them do their thing. I’ll take care of you.”

“Aren’t you in the middle of-” your eyes flicker over to Nayeon, who had been attached to Jungkook’s neck all night prior. She’s on the opposite side of the room, swaying back and forth, watching him cautiously. No doubt wondering if the illusive man had slipped from her grasp, onto the next girl that caught his fleeting attention. “-A thing?”

“Nayeon is cool.” He glances over his shoulder, gnawing on the silver ring on the corner of his lip. He nervously rolls the material of your dress between his thumb and index finger. Your eyes widen at the motion. Why was he being so… handsy tonight? “She’ll understand.”

Even from a distance, you can see the disappointed glint in her eyes when he explains that he’s heading out for the night.

The air outside is much nicer. The wind brushes through the cracks in the trees, kissing the leaves with a seemingly soft gust. The brunt of the blow isn’t felt until the wind is gone, and the unsuspecting leaves slowly dwindle to the ground. Confused as to how something so delicate and graceful led to their demise.

“Ugh, fuck,” Jungkook snarls, sticking out his pink tongue after taking a sip of whatever drink he had been nursing. “Shit’s like battery acid.”

You giggle, turning your head to get a better look at him. He looks so pretty in the moonlight. Even prettier than usual, you think. Your eyes dart back to the sidewalk under your feet. 

“Here,” he passes the plastic cup towards you. “I can’t drink anymore.”

“Ew, I don’t want your backwash, Jeon.” You scoff, holding your balled fists to your chest in disgust. 

“I’ve been known to spit in a mouth every now and then… never had any complaints.”

God, he’s so crude. 

“I told you, I have a test to take.”

“Oh please,” he persists. “I take all my tests hungover.”

“What tests?” You surrender, finally accepting the poisonous drink. A quick whiff of the mysterious liquid confirms his earlier sentiments. It was most definitely battery acid. “You’re a photography major.”

“Chug! Chug! Chug!” Jungkook chants, pumping his fist in the air for emphasis.

“Stop peer pressuring me!” You say exasperatedly, words riddled with broken laughter. He’s so insufferably annoying but… weirdly adorable.

He continues, shouting louder until you down the drink in one big gulp, gagging at the putrid aftertaste. He cheers, no concern for the sleeping students who can surely hear his booming voice through their thin dormitory walls.

“I’m a bad influence on you. You’re turning into me.” 

“You wish.” 

“Not Bambi anymore, hm?” He takes his hat off, ruffling his hair before plopping it onto your head. “Gonna have to call you my baby.”

The breeze does nothing to ease the burning in your cheeks. “You’re an idiot, Jungkook.”

“Oh God… you sound like my parents,” he laughs. It wasn’t the one you had become accustomed to throughout your brief friendship. The high-pitched infectious one that always coaxed a similar sound out of you. 

This laugh was sarcastic. Devoid of joy.

“I’m so drunk that you look like ‘em too.” 

You glance up from the crushed cup. He looks… sad. You’ve never seen Jungkook sad, or even serious for that matter. His lips are pulled into a tight line, chin covered little dents as he tries to contain his emotions. 

Whatever he was feeling, you never want him to feel it again. 

“What do you mean?” 

“It’s nothing,” he shakes his head, back pressing against the entrance of your building, prepared to push it open for you. 

“It doesn’t sound like nothing,” you frown, halting your steps. You can’t leave until that heart wrenching expression stops tainting his features.

“My parents are like… old school,” he shrugs, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “I was so sheltered growing up. I feel like I missed out on a lot and I just… they wanted me to go to law school. Can you believe that? Me? A lawyer?”

Jungkook was a person you never expected to relate to. Sure, you were casual friends, but you chalk that up to circumstance. He just so happened to be a friend of your roommate’s boyfriend. Your interactions up until this point had been playful banter. Nothing incredibly deep. 

Honestly, you didn’t even think he was capable of complex emotions.

You feel guilty about that now.

“They sound like mine,” you admit. “They completely tie my worth to my academic success.”

“But you’re good at that. Thinking.” His fingers tap against his temple before rubbing in soothing circles, trying to coax the cogs in his skull to spin. “You’re the most intelligent person I know and I’m not just saying that because I like you.”

“Thank you,” you peep. You’ve always suspected that Jungkook secretly hated you.

Hate is a strong word and you’re very dramatic.

But nothing about your lifestyles are parallel. They’re perpendicular, moving in two completely separate directions. Only crossing paths every now and then.

Too different and incompatible. 

“My brain doesn’t work like that- watch your step,” he warns, pointing at a divet between the concrete and tile as you finally step inside. 

“I don’t like to think. I like to see. I’m a visual person.” He’s talking with so much passion, hands moving about to show you what his words couldn’t. You watch in awe.

“They don’t get that. Like when I got these,” he holds his inked arm out for your viewing pleasures. “My dad bugged out. ‘You’ll never get a good job with those doodles on your arm.’”

His tone was so exaggerated that you couldn’t help but giggle, shoulder knocking against his as you walked. He laughs too.

“I don’t really give a shit about the future. I care about now. I want to experience everything I can, right now. To me, life is about living in the moment. Photography is literally like-” his eyes squint, darting around the hallway as he looks for the right words. “Like- snapshots of the present.”

He got so carried away that he didn’t realize you had reached your destination. You blink at him.

“I’m sorry.” he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “That was stupid,”

“No!” You lower your voice immediately, embarrassed at your sudden outburst. “I actually…” You pause, contemplating your next words.

“I wish I was m-”

“I want to be-”

You both pause this time. Jungkook nods his head towards you, giving you the green light to speak first.

“In some ways, I wish I was more like you.”

“Yeah.” He hums with a soft smile, leaning against your doorframe. So delicate and graceful. “I was gonna say the same thing.”

You gulp, completely and utterly rattled. Your shaky hands fiddle with your keys, struggling to fit them into the lock. 

Why are you so nervous all of a sudden? It’s just Jungkook.

He laughs, steadying your jittery hand with his own and helping you slot the metal in. 

“Thank you for walking me home,” you say meekly, avoiding eye contact as you enter the dark room. “For what it’s worth… I think your tattoos are really cool.”

“And I think you’re really cute when you’re flustered,” he smirks, backing away from the doorway and waving at you. “Goodnight, Bambi.”

Much to your dismay, the compliment makes your cheeks heat up.

“Jungkook, wait! Your hat!”

“Nah, keep it!” He shouts down the hallway. “It looks better on you anyway!”

“Jungkook, stop,” you whine, back arching off your white cotton duvet. The soft tongue twisting around your nipple makes it incredibly difficult to focus on your cracked phone screen. “This episode is important. We meet Sailor Mars.”

“Sorry, Bambi,” He grunts, wet mouth reluctantly popping off your stiff bud. “Got distracted.”

It’s been a little under two month of this. Of you and him. 

Having sex, exchanging sweet words and touches, going back to just friends. Rinse and repeat. 

Blissful peaks and exhausting valleys. A rollercoaster of emotions with no logical endpoint in sight. You tried not to think about that part often though.

It was easy to distract yourself from the truth when Jungkook brought you lunch during the gap in his classes, or when he agreed to watch Sailor Moon in its entirety without much pushing. Atleast you could pretend he was yours in those little moments of affection.

You huff, pulling the crumpled t-shirt, his t-shirt, back over your chest. Your heart was still pounding from your last round an hour or so ago, and him casually sucking on your nipple while streaming a cartoon didn’t help.

“She’s your favorite?” He questions, propping his head up on the heel of his hand as he lays on his side. You nod, gaze flickering over to him. His previous activities had made his teddy bear headband slouch forward. You use one of the plush brown ears to pull it back into place.

Although sweet and attentive, Jungkook wasn’t immune to the innate disadvantages that came with being a man. 

Like not knowing how to wash his face properly. 

You watched in horror a couple weeks ago as scrubbed his face in your bathroom sink. Bangs and all. An order for a cute bear headband, the same brand as your kitty ones, was placed immediately. The way he smiled when you gave it to him would forever be burned into your memory.

“Makes sense,” he hums. “Mars is the planet of war.”

You side-eye him, knowing exactly what he was implying with that snide comment. “Just watch the show, Jeon.”

“I am.” His wavering attention turns back to your phone. “I love 90's animation. It was basically all done by hand, see?” He points at the scene behind Usagi; a blue watercolor sky fading into a baby pink. Clearly hand drawn. It was a detail you never noticed before.

“And the saturation is higher so the colors look brighter.”

“Your major is showing,” you say, using an eye roll to suppress the smile dancing on your lips. You don’t want to disturb the hydrating sheet mask on your face, resting in just the right position. You also don’t want to clue him in on how cute you find his artistic rambles.

“Speaking of that,” he laughs, resting his cheek against your chest, unable to stay in one position for too long. He’s like that in the bedroom too. You sigh as dry bits of his face mask crumble off his temple and onto the black fabric. Baby steps. “You’re still coming to the showcase, right?

Jungkook’s big end-of-semester project was to create a photography portfolio on a topic of his choosing. There was going to be a cute little gallery event to display the work of him and his classmates. It was hard not to get your hopes up when he invited you. 

That was a sign that maybe, just maybe, the feeling was mutual. Right?

“Right,” you answer him curtly. “Now tell me what topic you picked, demon.” 

“Nah, you’ll have to be a good girl and wait,” he grins teasingly, lifting up to steal an airy peck. “Besides, I need to get one more sho-”

Ding.

“Thank fuck!” He groans, springing up at the sound of your timer. “This feels like sandpaper. What the fuck are you doing to my face?”

“Oh, don’t be a baby,” you scold, pressing pause and tossing your phone onto your bed. He’d have to meet your favorite character some other time, clearly too distracted and antsy tonight to focus. 

“Bambi,” he says indignantly, pointing straight ahead at Mina’s floor mirror with wide doe eyes. His skin is cracked and painted gray. The reflection is startling to the skincare newbie. “Look at how dry this shit is!”

“Jungkook, it’s supposed to look like that. It’s a clay mask.” You laugh, peeling your more gentle one off and tossing it into the little trash bin near your nightstand. “You have oily skin, so it’ll help clear out your pores and reduce excess sebum production.”

“I don’t even know what that means,” he laughs, climbing out of bed and rolling his shoulders, arms numb from laying down too long. He’s topless. You can’t help but eye the way his back muscles pop out with every circular motion. 

How yummy. 

“Do you mind if I hop in the shower?”

He doesn’t need to ask. Jungkook has become a permanent fixture in your dorm, like the color pink or your twin bed. Whenever Mina is gone, he’s there. 

His presence is also similar to your bed in the sense that it doesn’t extend past the four walls of your room and mind.

A bed is warm, though. Comforting. And you long for it when you’re not in it.

That longing leads your wandering feet into the steamy bathroom.

“Jungkook,” you peep softly, knocking gently on the glass door before sliding it open. “Can I join you?”

The unexpected noise makes him jump, a large palm hitting his bare chest with a wet smack. Once his mind registers the sound as your voice though, his body language softens. Your voice so sweet and melodic in his ears. “I would never turn down an opportunity to see your tits. Wet.”

‘You could see them more often if you just fell in love with me already,’ you think to yourself, peeling off your cherry-printed thong and oversized shirt before stepping into the warm shower. 

He looks so dreamy in the sauna of your shower.

Your pupils pause when they land on the unbelievably minuscule nipples that you always tease him for. His cheeks and chest are a soft baby pink. Your favorite color. Whether it’s from the scalding water or him nailing you into the rickety mattress earlier, you can’t tell. All the fog makes him look even more heavenly than usual, like an angel descending from the clouds.

You’re down bad. 

There’s a speck of clay still on his chin, covering that little brown freckle you love so much. You cup the side of his face, thumb swiping away the leftover mask. He leans into your palms, lips chasing your finger to press a soft kiss on the pad of it.

Why must he make things so difficult for you?

 “I got it,” he mumbles, snatching the pink face cloth from your hand and reaching for what his peanut brain thinks is body wash. 

“Jungkook, that’s shampoo.” 

“What? No way,” he shakes his head confidently, picking up the slippery green bottle and reading the label with squinted eyes. 

You were right, of course.

“Oh, I fucked up then” He smells like lavender and mint. The scent fills your nostrils when he grabs the actual body wash from the bamboo wall shelf, suctioned to the tile near your head. It's the same fragrance of your very fancy, very expensive, shampoo. 

You glance at the bottle. It’s nearly empty. 

“Jungkook! You’re such an idiot!”

“It’s not that deep, Bambi. Relax,” he chuckles nonchalantly.

“It’s not funny!” Read the shower, Jeon. Haircare is no laughing matter. You cross your arms over your chest, titty-viewing privileges revoked until further notice. “That stuff is expensive, Jungkook. It’s Paul Mitchell...”

“Not Paul Mitchell,” he humors you, bottom lip jutting out dramatically. His shiny silver lip ring and eyebrow piercing do nothing to aid his faux innocence. “I’ll buy you another bottle, I promise. I used it because it reminds me of you. Smells so good.”

Jungkook squeezes the soap onto the pink cloth before running it over your body, lathering the vanilla-scented bubbles on your skin. Hands caressing every part of you so gently, as if you’re the most fragile thing he’s ever dealt with. Afraid to break you in his careless and clumsy palms.

He’s cleaning you so tenderly that it makes your lovesick heart pound.

He’s diligent too, squatting down awkwardly to wash your manicured toes, balancing your foot on top of his knee. He lets out an airy laugh when your foot jerks under his sneaky tickling fingers. 

Even on your most intimate parts, his touch stays pure and delicate. He cups your breasts, cleaning under them and around them. The damp cotton barely ghosts over your nipples. He’s never been shy to pinch, suck, or even bite them before. It doesn’t feel right to him in this context though. He doesn’t want to make you uncomfy or ruin the moment by doing or saying something dirty. 

Sometimes, Jungkook makes you feel so… important. So cared for. 

You cling to him when he washes your back, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling your face into the solid surface of his chest. You stay like that for a moment. Holding eachother under the warm stream of the shower. Savoring it while he’s still with you like this.

Blissful peaks.

The gentle swirls and shapes he draws against your skin lulls you into a trance. All you can hear is his heart beating. 

It’s so close but so out of reach. 

You count the seconds between the faint thumps. So distracted and content that your ears block out the sharp sounds of water hitting tile. All you hear is him.

Jungkook. Jungkook. Jungkook.

A quick swat to your ass brings you back to reality. 

You peep out a small moan, jolting forward from the impact. 

“You like when I do that,” he deduces, the corner of his lip pulling into a crooked smirk as he massages your stinging behind. “When I have my way with you. Don’t you, Bambi?”

You nod, cheek still smushed into his wet chest. How humiliating.

“You’re a lot more submissive than I thought you’d be.”

“You thought about me before we started hooking up?” You counter, voice taking on a teasing tone to hide the flutter in your chest. He wanted you too. The thought was reassuring.

“Mm, maybe.” His hardening cock, brushing right against your inner thigh, tells you the answer. “The version of you in my head was confident, though. Knew what she wanted and took it.”

He whispers the last part, gaze floating down to your lips and licking his bottom one in preparation. The telltale signs of an incoming smooch. You close your eyes, expecting a sweet kiss-

“I get that you’re still learning how to fuck,” he shrugs. “So no biggie.”

Asshole. He's taunting you.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” 

“It’s not a bad thing…” he coos, patronizingly. “Just the Bambi I know would never let a man tell her what to do.”

Any implication of you being compliant and passive, especially to a male counterpart, would normally send you into a rampage. He never understood how someone so kind could also be so viscous. When angry, you were comparable to a fire-breathing dragon, destroying villages and burning people alive with your blazing articulate tongue. Jungkook would never tell you that though, lest you think he was calling you ugly and reptilian.

That couldn’t be further from the truth, because he found it so fucking sexy when you were mad. And the bubbles of irritation were already brewing in your stomach.

You’re falling right into his trap.

“I don’t,” you argue through gritted teeth. “And I always take what I want.”

“That’s not true,” Jungkook tutts his tongue at you. “You want me so bad and you haven’t done anything about it.”

Your heart drops. Is it that obvious you have a big fat crush on him?

“Why don’t you show me a little bit, then?” He huffs, voice pleading and whiny. He grabs your hand and guides it around his semi-hard member, engulfing your’s in his tattooed one. “Touch me how you want.”

Oh, he meant sexually. You let out a sigh of relief. 

Even partially soft, his cock feels heavy in your hand. Your fingertips barely meet around the shaft, pink mushroom tip poking out of your tiny fist. Two months. Two months of seeing his cock every three to five business days, and you’re still intimidated by the sheer size of him. How could you not be? He was massive.

He knocks his wet forehead against yours. His gaze is trained on his growing cock, tongue fiddling with his lip ring as he focuses. So visual.

Hm. It could be fun to take control. Especially when he was practically begging for it. 

Jungkook prefers to be the pleasing partner. Foreplay usually consists of him licking and touching every square inch of you until you’re squirming. You’ve never seen him so needy and desperate before.

Most dicks were ugly. Monstrous even. In the flesh, you’ve seen a whopping total of three penises throughout your lifetime, Jungkook’s included. A small sample size for your age. But you’ve watched enough porn to know that they were anything but aesthetically pleasing.

You’ve always been drawn to the finer, pretty things in life.

And his is so so pretty.

It’s not overly vascular. The veins running along his shaft are subtle, you can only feel them when you give him a hard tug. His skin is smooth and supple. Pelvis clean-shaven. Despite his little skincare mishaps, you can know he takes good care of himself. It’s a quality you found extremely attractive. 

Languidly stroking up, you twist your wrist over the swollen tip. Your grip isn’t as tight as he likes and you know it, purposely dragging over the upward curve with an unbearably loose fist. The running water makes the glide easy as you pump him languidly, stopping at the crown and squeezing to give him a little relief. 

He peeps out a dreamy sigh when a pearl of dew leaks out of the slit. You coo at the sight, using your thumb to smear the wetness around his sensitive head.

A dirty Jungkook-type thought pops into your head.

“Put it in your mouth,” you command, holding your glistening digit in front of his big nose. 

He hesitates for a moment. It’s fair. You were literally asking him to taste his own precum. His black pupils dart to your thumb, over to your face, and then back to your thumb. 

Has he never done this before?

He’s apprehensive, but fiercely competitive to the core. Never one to turn down a challenge. You’ve known that since you met him, when he nearly had a meltdown over losing a simple game of beer pong. 

He takes the pad of your thumb into his pink pucker, sucking on it like a sugary lollipop. His lustful eyes lock onto yours when his tongue just barely grazes over your skin. They’re pleading, so desperate for your approval. 

“Good boy… now spit.”

You feel his cock twitch against your stomach, wet tip leaving a sticky trail to your belly button. He obliges, letting a string of spit land in your palm. You hum contently, wrapping your hand around his shaft again. Coating him in his own saliva. 

“I love that,” he moans out, voice so turned on that you have to clench your thighs together for friction. They’re already clammy with arousal.

“Love what?” You tease. “Praise or my hand?”

“Both,” he admits with no hesitation, hips recoiling and subtly thrusting into your palm. He slicks back his bothersome bangs to get a better view. 

He looks so good with his forehead out.

“Does that feel good?”

He nods halfheartedly, tunnel-visioned in on the way you’re just fucking milking him. The nasty wet clicking noises filling the air only make his impending orgasm build up quicker. Jungkook has always prided himself on his stamina, but he’s already feeling that overwhelming pooling in his balls.

“Are you gonna cum?”

“Yeah, Bambi...” He sighs, mouth dropping when he’s done speaking. Thick brows knitting together. Face contorting in the way it always does when he’s about to bust.

 You tug him hard and fast until he’s teetering on the point of no return-

And then you stop.

The muscles at the base of his cock contract and expand, making it bounce up against his pelvis. The creamy skin at the base transitions into a vibrant flush at the tip. So swollen and angry. So ready to cum.

“Fuck!” He shouts, slamming the side of his fist against the tile wall, snarled teeth look too ferocious to be bunny-like. The hooded gaze he shoots you is scary, even angrier than his cock. 

It looks painful.

You feel bad, truly.

But it was a small glimpse of the pain you felt when he blue-balled your love and affection.

“I cum first,” you taunt with a smirk, pressing a gentle peck on his lips. He doesn’t reciprocate, pout cemented in a firm straight line. “Then you.”

His tattooed knuckles sneak under your wet hair, curling around the back of your neck. The other is grips on your shoulder, trimmed nails digging into the delicate skin as he shoves you forward. You gasp, bouncing breasts squished against the shower door, cool slippery glass brushing against sensitive nipples. 

Jungkook usually takes the lead during sex, gently coaching you through the motions until you’re both silly-smiled and starry-eyed in post orgasm bliss. You’ve never seen him so domineering. A sharp juxtaposition to the whiny boy who was desperately seeking words of affirmation a few minutes ago.

His duality has you embarrassingly wet.

“I’m sorry,” he grunts, nuzzling into your shoulder and placing a few gentle, apologetic pecks on your skin. “I don’t mean to be so abrasive.”

Abrasive.

That was a big word, for him atleast. His vocabulary has expanded a bit. The thought makes you gleam. 

“You’re just-” The words are broken off by an airy chuckle. “I’m so fucked.”

There’s no time for you to mull over the hidden meanings of his words. He nudges your legs apart with his knee, muscular thigh pressing right into your sopping sex. You moan at the contact, grinding down on it until it’s rudely snatched away. 

“Isn’t someone greedy?” His voice is muffled, lips preoccupied with kissing a messy trail down your spine before dropping to his knees behind you. Right on the shower floor. “You’ve already cum. Twice.” 

You had sex just a few hours. And he did indeed, make you cum twice. Once on his fingers and once around his cock.

It wasn't enough, though. Never enough with him.

“Want more...”

“I know you do, just…” His words dissipate when spreads one cheek to the side, distracted by the mesmorising sight of your glistening slit and puckering hole. “Stay still. Let me look at you.”

The lack of sensory information has you on edge. From your position, you can’t see him. Only catching blurry glimpses of a tattooed arm when it extends into your field of vision. It’s hard to hear the nasty declarations that pour out of his mouth over the pitter-patter of water. There’s no perceptible clues that help you predict his next movements. You have to wait until you feel them.

His big hands knead your skin, making the fatty parts jiggle with his thumbs resting under each cheek. “Wow…” he peeps in admiration before shoving his entire face in your ass, vigorously shaking his head side to side. 

He’s so lewd.

You squeak when his sneaky tongue pokes out.

“No…”

“Why?” 

“That’s so… dirty.” You don’t mean you, of course. Even in the drunkest of states, you could execute a ten step skincare routine flawlessly, facial rollers and all. You were referring to the act.

“I mean… we’re kinda past that, don’t you think?”

You hum a contemplative noise. He had a point.

“Don’t you like it, baby?” A soft kiss is placed against the cinched muscle. “When I play with you like this?”

Baby.

He hasn’t called you that since he walked you home from the party. Your stomach somersaults. 

“I love it,” you confess with a sigh.

“Then why is it dirty? I’m just making you feel good, aren’t I?” He coos, placing the pad of his thumb on the untouched area. There’s no pressure behind it, just light strokes around the rim. “I can make you feel so good, if you just let me do what I want.”

What he’s implying is nerve-wracking. Anal play was something you never even considered dabbling in.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

You trust him and you’re consumed by lust, so you give a small nod. 

“I need to hear you say it.”

“Do whatever you want, Koo… anything.”

There’s a sharp exhale and then soft fingers massaging tight circles on your clit. You relax into the touch. A tried and true method of making you feel good, and hopefully, ease you into the uncharted waters with little tension. Jungkook lets a string of spit fall between your cheeks, knowing you’ll need the extra lubrication. 

“Fu- hmm,” you hum through curled lips when his thick thumb slowly prods in, only up to the first knuckle. It’s not as painful as you expected. A little strange and unfamiliar, but the stretch was oddly pleasurable. “S’ good.” 

“No one has ever been in here before, right? Only me?”

“Only you.” You mewl, grinding back into his hand. The confession makes him moan. The thought of defiling you, ruining you, does things to him and to his leaking cock. 

“Maybe if you’re good, I’ll get you a butt plug.” He pauses, before adding an afterthought. “A small one with a pink gem.”

You don’t respond, enjoying the feeling of his hand too much to speak.

“Yeah,” he hums to himself. “Gonna double dip you one of these days.”

“Koo,” you whine. “Please do something.”

He can’t deny you. Not when there’s those dreamy, desperate hues in your voice. Jungkook spins, sitting on the ground before shuffling backwards until his back is against the shower door. Positioned directly between your legs. Right under your leaking cunt.

“Ride my face,” he whimpers. “Please…”

In your limited experience, and via the data you’ve collected from third-party sources (Mina), guys only ever beg to receive oral sex. 

But Jungkook is different. Here he was, fully prepared to devour your pussy like it’s his last meal on death row.

Hopefully the crime committed isn’t breaking your heart.

“Jungkook, you don’t- fuck!” His mouth is on you before you can even finish the sentence. Toned arm wrapped around your thigh, pulling you down onto his thirsty tongue like you’re a refreshing drink on a hot summer day.

The cool metal of his lip ring brushing against your outer lips as he delivered long unhurried licks between them, had your thighs trembling. You were so worked up and he’s barely even touched you.

The position is great, amazing even, but it’s hard to hold him like you want. You twist awkwardly reaching behind you and letting your fingers trace the outline of his sharp jaw. You can literally feel his tongue working under the skin, collecting as much of your sweet dew as possible before swallowing it in big gulps. 

The combination of your juices and the running water makes Jungkook-

“Feel like I'm drowning,” he laughs, sending hot breaths into your core. 

You peep an apology before standing on your toes, trying to create some breathing room.

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” His free hand grabs your ass, fingertips digging into the plush surface as he pulls you back down. The motion makes his large nose brush against your clit, bulbous tip sneaking under the hood, tickling your most sensitive spot.

“Fuck, baby.” you whine, already feeling a sticky hot climax approaching.

“Don’t be shy.” The thick thumb, still hooked inside of you, begins rocking back and forth, moving your hips in tandem. Encouraging you to grind onto his face. “Use me.”

Despite the assertive facade, you were deeply insecure. You’ve never felt more liberated, more comfortable, than when Jungkook’s hands were on you, though. Caressing every undesirable part of you. Touching you in ways that made you swoon. Completely worshiping you. 

With that in mind, you build up the courage to move freely. Humping his face like you do your pillow when you’re alone and needy for him.

You find yourself saying this often with Jungkook, but you’ve never felt so good.

There’s little muffled moans under the sound of the shower. Between the wet strands of hair, you can see his thick brows pulled in at the middle. Features contorted to form that cute little yummy face he makes every time he eats good food. Or in this case, your pussy.

You giggle deliriously, gently pushing back his wet tresses. They’re silky and pliant from your conditioner. Your thumb smoothes over one of his brows in an attempt to tame the angry arch. Afraid to hurt him, you stop immediately when you feel his piercing. 

The look he gives you when he peers up at you sends you spiraling. There’s something so raw behind his eyes.

It almost looks like…

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You shout when your orgasm washes over you, hips jerking wildly and uncontrollably. Powerful waves of pleasure run through you. One after the other in rapid succession, leaving your legs shaking and your petite fingers clawing at his scalp. 

He doesn’t stop until you make him, with a fistful of hair and a rough yank. Wet lips smacking together as he coos, taking in the sight of the overstimulated body before him. You feel empty when he removes his thumb from your sore hole and climbs to his feet.

“Your mouth,” you whine. “It’s too much.”

“I know,” he hums in agreement, hugging you from behind before continuing with an airy chuckle. “Nayeon told me that I have an oral fixation.”

Nayeon.

Your heart drops at the mention of her name. 

Why was he thinking about Nayeon? Especially now, when he was being intimate with you-

‘Don’t overthink it,’ you tell yourself. It was probably just a flippant comment he made without thinking…

“Oh no,” Jungkook groans dramatically, tattooed hand scrubbing over his face in frustration.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, craning your neck to look at him.

“I only brought one condom,” he says in distraught, emphasizing the one like it was the biggest mistake of his life.  “And we already used it.”

Hm. Now seems like a good time to ask him the question you’ve been avoiding for weeks.

“Are you sleeping with anyone else?”

An eerie pause fills the air. You don’t like the way he hesitates.

“No… I always use protection anyways… and I just got tested last week.”

You don’t like the way he answers. Almost like he didn’t want to lie, but he didn’t necessarily want to admit the truth either.

You don’t push the matter further. You're afraid that if you do, he’ll drift away. Float onto the next shiny, less complicated, thing that catches his wandering eyes. 

“It’s okay. Just fuck me, Jungkook.”

“Are you sure?” He looks at you with wide, sparkly eyes. They appear almost animated, hand drawn in the same style as your favorite cartoon. “We don’t have to. I would never-”

“I want to.”

You just want him. 

“Are you on the pill?”

“Mhm.” 

He exhales a sigh of relief, head dropping to thank whatever higher power exists for making this happen. The stars aligned to make this happen. He gets to fuck you now. Raw.

When his hands land on your ass, they’re shaky and unorganized. You can’t tell if it’s from adrenal of excitement. His cock is at the perfect angle to slot between your cheeks without the help of his hands. Jungkook pushes them together, rutting his hips into the tight squeeze, moaning softly when his pink tip pokes out at the top. 

“No more teasing,” you huff with a pout.

“Put me in then, sweetheart.”

Another term of endearment. You wonder if he’s doing it on purpose. If he knows how you feel about him and is levying that affection against you. Using sweet words to lull you into any situation of his choosing.

You sigh, reaching between your legs. His couch is so touch-starved from the foreplay, the orgasm you denied him, that the contact makes it jump. You rub the engorged head over your clit, flicking it up and down over the swollen nub.

“Thought you said no teasing.” He gruffs, strained and fucked out.

You nod in response, licking your lips as you guide him to your entrance. His heart beating so sternly in his chest that you can feel his pulse in the crown of his cock. So turned out and it’s all because of you.

Your mouth forms an ‘o’ shape when he slides in slowly. You’re both so wet from the shower and your own arousals, that there’s barely any resistance. Just a smooth glide until he’s buried to the hilt. Hushed, needy gasps escaping from both of you.

“Ah- fuck,” he grunts, hips jolting forward even though there’s no more length to give, pelvis mushing into you. You have to brace yourself with flat palms to prevent your head from knocking into the glass. “I’m in love with this pussy…”

The sweet, filthy words make you clench around him.

Jungkook watches with parted lips as he pulls out. Top lip twitching in a snarl when he sees how creamy and shiny you made his cock. You always do, but this is the first time he’s actually witnessing it, feeling it, without any barrier.

“My favorite pussy…” he whispers, gripping your waist as leverage before he starts pounding into you. Closing his eyes to focus on his rhythm, savoring the way your warm, wet, natural ridges feel on his cock

Even from behind, his curve does wonders on your g-spot. The smooth underside deliciously strokes that sweet spot with every deep plunge. Your breasts bounce when his hips crash into yours, making the very tips of your nipples teasingly brushing against the wet glass. The coolness sends tingles through your burning skin.

“When can I really play with you?” He pants. “Use my vibrator until you’re cumming buckets, huh?”

“Whenever we stay at yours…”

He doesn’t respond, leveling you with a simple hum instead.

“Nah, I prefer going to the girl’s place-” Jungkook had slurred to Taehyung, projecting his voice over the static of the party. Loud enough for your unsuspecting ears to pick up the sound. “I feel bad for asking them to leave after, so it just makes things easier.”

That was before you started hooking up, but the memory still stings.

A lightbulb turns on Jungkook’s brain as he watches the running water hit your back. He reaches for the shower head, clicking the silver lever three notches to the left. Jet mode.

The ugliest sob rips though your chest when he places it directly on your clit.

“Jungkook!” The stream is so powerful that it sends you into a panic.  “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t!”

“Yes, you can,” his lips are smushed to your temple, trying to shush your cries. “Gotta practice for the Hitachi, don’t you baby?”

The constant stimulation from the water and his cock makes your orgasm build up much quicker than anticipated. There’s wetness on your cheeks. It's not from the splashing water pummeling directly into your clit. You feel so euphoric and overstimulated that you’re crying. There’s nothing you can do to stop the unbearable pleasure that’s coursing through your veins. 

You nearly blackout when you cum. Vision blurry. Hearing fading in and out. Legs giving out underneath you. Jungkook has to catch you, abruptly dropping the shower head to wrap his big arms around your waist before you plummet to the ground in bliss.

When you can support yourself again, he hangs up the forgotten metal, maneuvering you around until you’re facing him. He picks you up with an inked arm hooked under your thighs, free hand grazing over your back in soothing circles.

“I didn’t push you too far, did I?” He asks worriedly.

You shake your head. He did, but you absolutely loved it. You peep when you feel the tip of his cook, still achingly hard, against your backside. “What about you?”

“Don’t worry.”

“No,” you protest. “Want you to cum too.”

He looks at you, gnawing on his bottom lip like he’s contemplating something. “I’ll be quick.”

Jungkook lays you down on the shower floor gently, the same way he does on your twin bed. A grimace laces through your features. Over the last month, you’ve been swamped with homework, putting a wedge in your normal routine. The last time you cleaned out the shower was two whole weeks ago.

Disgusting.

All complaints are forgotten when he’s inside of you, though. You would brace the bacteria and germs to have Jungkook between your legs. 

“You’re so pretty,” he huffs, admiring the way your hair fans out across the white porcelain. Leaning forward, Jungkook presses his entire weight on top of you, nuzzling his head into your shoulder. There’s a gust of wind on your shoulder as he breathes in your scent. 

The whole atmosphere feels different.

The slow sensual grind of his hips makes you dizzy. You swear you’re hallucinating when you feel his hands graze up your arms, fingers interlocking with yours. 

“Look at me.”

You crane your neck, wide eyes meeting his hooded ones. You breath hitches in your throat when you take in his expression. He’s looking at you the same way he did earlier.

If you didn’t know better, you would say he’s looking at you like he’s in love with you.

“I’m close,” he whispers, nudging his forehead against yours. He kisses you so delicately. There’s no heady teeth or rushed tongues. Just a sweet, soft kiss. “Where do you want it?”

“Inside.”

When he cums, it’s gentle and low. His hips never falter from their slow pace like they usually do when he climaxes. He doesn’t moan lewdly or say anything dirty. He just stays clung to you, panting softly until he rides out his high.

You feel so warm and happy when he fills you up. 

He stays on top of you while he catches his breath. You don’t mind, petite hands scratching over his back. Listening to the calming, rain-like sounds of the shower.

“Do you want to go to bed?” You peep after a few minutes.

“I can’t sleepover tonight, Bambi,” he coos, sitting back on his knees. You feel empty when he pulls out.  “I have a test tomorrow.”

“Oh… well, you’re still coming over tomorrow, right? So can we finish the season?” You question, recalling the pinky promise he made you last week.

“Raincheck,” he pouts. “I have something to do for one of my classes.”

You follow him to the door once you’re both dried off and dressed.

“Goodnight,” he places a dramatic kiss on the top of your head, pulling away with a little ‘muah’ sound. Something in the corner of your room catches his eye before he leaves. “Did you steal my hat?”

Your eyes follow his finger, pointing straight to the black bucket hat on your desk.

“You gave it to me.”

“I did?” He looks at you in confusion. “I don’t remember that.”

“Fuck off,” you groan, cocooning your blanket over your disturbed ears. You wanted nothing more than to rewatch Sailor Moon and mope, but the fireworks would not fucking stop. Where is campus police? And why are they letting dumb frat boys light off explosives?

You sigh, watching Usagi and Rei fight over Tuxedo Mask again. You know what the outcome will be. The thought of your favorite character falling victim to the unforgiving strain of unrequited love makes your heart hurt.

You tilt your head. Tuxedo Mask kinda looks like someone you know. 

The show was supposed to be distracting, make you forget the fact that you got stood up but a guy you’ve been crushing on for months. But even your alone time has become daunting. Consumed by him. Everything reminds you of Jungkook. 

Jungkook. Jungkook. Jungkook.

You sigh, closing out the app in favor of scrolling through Instagram. The first picture you see on your feed is of Nayeon. Just your luck.

It was posted two minutes ago. You recognize the ugly brown couch in the background. She’s clearly at a party, form-fitting black mini dress complimenting her figure perfectly. 

Your self-loathing mind guides your self-loathing fingers to zoom in on every little detail and compare yourself to her. Pretty hair. Perfect makeup. Tiny waist that curves out into her full hips. Long legs. Jungkook. Straight, pearly white teeth. Nice jawline-

Jungkook?

You do a double take, eyes scanning the photo until they land on him again. He’s lingering in the background, back against the wall, looking down at his phone. You stay zoomed in on him for a while, staring at your phone screen until your vision goes blurry. 

Every doubt and insecurity you’ve harbored over the last few months hits you in a drowning, suffocating wave. 

Exhausting valleys.

Why did you even agree to this? This stupid friends with benefits relationship.

You knew you would get hurt, but you didn’t think it would hurt this bad. Not only did he lie to you, he was with Nayeon.

Nayeon. You can’t fucking stand her-

You shake your head furiously and throw your phone to the foot of your bed. 

You don’t mean that…

Since when were you the type to hate another woman over a dumb guy? Or have unprotected sex? Or let someone so careless and selfish infiltrate your heart and mind?

How could you compare yourself to Nayeon when you two are in the exact same position?

You think about the night you fell for him, when he walked you home in the moonlight. She must have felt the same you do now. You’re similar in your desire to be with him, knowing you'll get hurt in the end.

Because being with Jungkook for a little while was better than not being with him at all.

It’s his eyes. They’re dark but so tender. The way they look at you like you’re the only thing that matters. The way they glow when he talks about things that interest him. Or how they dart up towards his forehead when he can’t find the right words to say-

“__?” Mina calls, standing in the doorway with a takeout bag. You hadn’t even noticed her come in.  “Why are you crying?”

“Huh?” You peep, eyes fluttering down to the little wet spots on your blanket. 

Without even realizing it, you had grown to love Jungkook so much. 

You spent the rest of the night sobbing in Mina’s arms.

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[en-rev]

Enhypen x female member reader

Summary: en o'clock ep 32 except you are the 8th member. 

Note: the reader is older than Ni-ki but younger than Jungwon, and of course the episode had to be changed a bit. Kinda long for no reason tbh. 

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Face down on the floor, arms and legs positioned to give the illusion you’re knocked unconscious. As some of the members pretend to wake up, you stay down and let Jungwon and Sunoo handle the intro. 

Waiting for your turn to leave the waiting room you eye Jay's sleeping bag, not noticing he saw your stare. “Yah, don’t even think about it” he claims protectively as he tosses it over his shoulder. Looking into the camera you pout and mouth “so rude”. Hearing your name be called, you quickly run out of the room, hoping to try and outrun the cameraman while also trying to get to an area none of your members were in. 

Tired, you turn a corner and make eye contact with Niki. Pausing for a second both of you look at each other, standing still before you turn back and run quickly “don’t come close!” He claps his hands and laughs as he chases you as a joke. Running into a room, you spot Sunoo in his orange set finding a mission. 

“You found one already?” you ask as you look at the sheet of paper. “Yeah, it was just under the block.” Sunoo responds as he draws for his mission. Walking and checking out the room Niki walks in. Staying still and crouched near the front of the door, you stayed and watched over Sunoo. Niki is always playing pranks on the members so it makes sense that they would make him one of the imposters. Remembering the imposters aren’t announced yet, you slowly approach them as they’re immersed in Sunoo’s drawing. “Boo!” you shout as you grab onto Niki’s shoulders and lightly shake him. “Yah!” he shouts, turning to you, seeing you book it out of the room before he starts chasing you. 

Losing Niki you turn into an area and find Jay searching on the floor. Quietly making your way behind him you see him grabbing an ice cream from the fridge. “Can I have one too?” you ask, now craving an ice cream. “Yo what the f-” Jay catches himself, startled as he turns to face you. Putting a hand on his hip he points at you, “What have I told you about sneaking up on people Y/n” he scolds. Playfully pouting, you apologize as he hands you an ice cream. “You found any missions yet?” you ask, as you begin to eat the ice cream. “No, try checking on the counter over there” he guides you before the staff tells you time has passed and you will learn your roles. 

Standing with your camera man rubbing your hands together in excitement to find out your role. “I'm a citizen right? I’ll totally be able to tell who’s the imposter.” you claim with pride as you clap your hands together. 

“No”

“No?..... I’m…. imposter?” you ask, eyebrows raised, mouth opened in disappointment. Seeing the staff nod you turn towards the wall and dramatically hunch over and pretend to punch the wall. The camera then cuts to you as you walk down a hallway, “It’s okay, sometimes in life we don’t get what we want. But this just means I was always meant for this role…. And I will win.” you say as you point to the camera and pat your chest, “Just watch and see” 

On a mission to find Jake and eliminate him, you walk peacefully around the halls, but still stay weary of who may be nearby. Passing through a hall you hear Sunoo talking about coffee and continue my way with a smile. Running into Niki you see him moving a couch. “You found a mission?” Seeing him jump a bit you laugh as he smiles while clutching onto the piece of paper. “You’re the mafia?” he asks weary while keeping his distance from you. “No, I'm a citizen. I just haven’t found any missions, I saw Sunoo doing his” I explain giving him some info to begin framing a picture of me being innocent. “Hmmm” he hums still wary of your presence, “I don’t trust you” he says with a smile as he keeps the distance between the two of you. Smirking, you jokingly jump towards him and laugh loudly as he jumps back. “You go away! I have to do my mission.” he says waving you off. You smile and head towards another hallway, “Ok, but you’re gonna regret me leaving, you’ll probably need my help” you say as you stick your tongue out at him before jogging down the hallway to try and find Jake. 

Roaming endlessly you begin to sulk to the camera. “I haven’t seen him since we started, I swear he just vanished.” Continuing down the hall you begin to drag your feet before turning to the cameraman and whispering “Do you know where he is?.... I promise I won’t tell” you beg with your hands together in desperation. The camera shakes showing that the cameraman was telling you know and you let out a disappointed sigh before the camera cuts to you talking to the camera again. “You know…. Life throws unexpected obstacles at you, but you must persevere…. This is only a sign that my efforts will lead to my success. I will find you Jake.” you say confidently as you bring your fist to your palm. 

Hearing commotion near the room you saw Sunoo in earlier you begin to approach carefully and peak the corner. Seeing Heeseung, Jake, and Niki entering the room you get a hop in your step as you finally see Jake. Staying at the corner of the hall you see Heeseung and Niki run from the room while Jake stays near the door, peeking into the room. Approaching quietly as Jake is by the door you grab his arm to pull him away from the view of the door quickly and press the stamp given to you onto his back before running away quickly with a bounce to your run. “Naur!” you hear Jake yell in the distance, probably finding out that he was eliminated. Standing on the escalators as you’re nearly to the second floor you celebrate by dancing in front of the camera. “Mission success” you say as you give a thumbs up to the camera. 

Reaching the second floor you decide to look around to see if there are any other members around to begin building your alibi. As you reached the top you ran into Jungwon, but was startled as you weren't expecting him. As you gasped you clutched your sweatshirt, “Jungwon you scared me.” you breathed out, eyes wide. He laughed as you both kept a distance from each other. Looking at his hands you notice he doesn’t have anything. “You haven’t found any missions down here?” you ask, trying to look wary of him so he can think you’re innocent. “Are you the mafia?” he asks, stepping back slightly. “No?” you say as you furrow your brows and point downstairs, “I just finished a mission and came to look for some up here.” Standing in silence you squint your eyes before holding out your hand, showing your pinky finger. You haven’t gotten a name for your next victim so you might as well get someone to back up your alibi. “Let’s promise to watch each other and do a mission?” you ask. “Ok.” Jungwon says excitedly, trusting you and locking fingers before you both go down the hall and go into the room you recognized earlier. 

“I can’t tell whose mafia yet. I’ve seen the other downstairs but I’ve never seen Jake or Sunghoon. Do you think they might be mafia?” I ask in hopes of him starting to pin the blame on the other members. “It can’t be heeseung because we did a mission together earlier.��� nodding my head we enter a lounge area and Jungwon bursts out laughing “Jay hyung?” he questions as he approaches a sleeping Jay. You hunch over and laugh as you see Jay laying on a couch in his sleeping bag dead asleep. He really did end up putting that sleeping bag to use. As you both approach him Jungwon begins to shake him and ask whether he is dead or not. Beginning to shake Jay too, Jungwon finally reports his death as you begin to mess with Jay. Sticking the ends of your hair into his ear as he swats you away and you laugh as you try to avoid his swatting hand. 

As you and Jungwon reach the discussion room you sip on your drink as you lean your head against the wall and wait for the other members to arrive. Seeing Jake enter the room and be given angel wings you lightly push Jungwon’s leg with yours to get his attention as you let out a gasp. “You died too?” you ask with a stunned tone as Jake smiles and shakes his head as he knows what game you’re trying to play. Heeseung begins to wonder just who might’ve killed Jake since he only got Jay during this round, meaning there was another imposter in the group. Since you were with Jungwon when Jay was found, you knew exactly what to do. 

Facing your members you begin to explain, “I think Sunghoon is one of the imposters. When we found Jay, Sunghoon approached us out of nowhere and was suspicious.” you explain as you point to both yourself and Jungwon. He immediately begins to nod his head, “Yeah, it couldn’t have been us because we were trying to complete missions earlier.” he says as he begins to look at the members and see what anyone else had to say. “Heeseung is the imposter! Earlier he had something in his pocket.” Niki points at Heeseung as he explains earlier events that happened between them. “It was in his pocket and he kept acting suspicious.” he emphasizes, hoping to finally take down Heeseung as he tried his best to avoid him earlier. Contemplating what to do, deciding to back Niki up, you think it may benefit you later. “Niki can’t be one of the imposters because I was alone with him earlier and saw him trying to do a mission. I trust Niki” you say looking at Heeseung, showing the others I also think he’s an imposter. If Heeseung is your partner, then this was just a sacrifice that needed to be made to ensure your success. The seeds are already planted. 

Heeseung was voted out, and because of Niki’s explanation of Heeseung having something in his pocket, you figured he was the other imposter. Using a hair tie on your wrist you showed the camera that instead of keeping the stamp in your pocket, you would keep it on your arm near your wrist under your sweater while the hair tie keeps it in place. You wouldn't make the same mistakes Heesung did, “Thank you Heeseung” you wink at the camera, showing how well you hid the stamp. Walking around the staff gives you your next target, this time you get to eliminate two members since you’re one against four. Getting your targets you let out a light gasp. Showing the paper to the camera you show that your next victims are Sunoo and Niki, “Sorry boys but you’re going down”. Stopping in the hallway you bring your hand to your chin as you think, and slowly start to cook up a plan. Finally deciding what to do, you nod before walking around trying to find your next victims. 

Turning into a hallway you stop and gasp being startled by Sunghoon as you weren’t expecting him to be there. He is always so quiet. Bringing a hand to clutch your sweater on your chest you show that you were wary of him. “You scared me…” you explain trying to see if he had anything in his hands like a mission. He wasn’t your target but you did try to blame him earlier, if all works well with teaming up with Jungwon earlier, then you can get him voted out. “How come you were nowhere to be seen last round until Jay was found?” you ask with a raised brow, hoping that after this conversation he wouldn’t think you were the imposter. “I didn’t see you anywhere either, how do I know you’re not the imposter?” he asks back, not wanting to be pinned as one of the imposters. “I was completing missions but no one has seen you do one…” you explain, not exactly where you wanted to be in this conversation. As you both stand there in a standoff with words, “If someone sees you do a mission then I’ll believe you, but until then stay back.” you say slowly stepping away from him, not taking your eyes off him. He laughed lightly while turning away. 

Wandering the floor warily you look for any signs of Sunoo, he would be the best target for now since he would probably make less noise than Niki would. Niki would probably be too shocked and loud that he might give away your identity. Glancing through the rooms searching for Sunooo you decide to head onto a different floor. While on the escalator you pout at the camera. “It's going to be extra hard because there's too many people against me…. It's okay, everything works out in the end.” you speak, mainly to yourself but also to the camera. Walking around you hear a familiar voice talking about a mission. Smiling you immediately knew it was Sunoo and head over, making sure that no one was around you realized no one else was on this floor. Seeing him walk down the hallway making conversation with the camera you quickly and quietly approach him from behind without making any noise and press your stamp to his back before running into the hallway right next to you so he wouldn’t be able to see you. 

Successfully getting away you celebrated with your camera man, “I knew Sunoo would be best to go after, now we just have to get Niki.” As you approached a different floor from being on the elevator, seeing nothing but a bunch of chairs and windows you didn’t notice anyone on the floor with you. Turning to you cameraman you put a thumbs up for your second successful kill before you see a paper on a table. “Oh a mission?” you point out as you grab it and read it. This mission didn’t matter because they weren’t for me but you were curious as to what they were. Reading it outloud to my cameraman you look up to show it to him just because it was a look into what my victims had to do, turning around and you jump and scream. “JUNGWON!” you screech as you almost fall to the floor as you take a couple steps back. He flinches at how loud you screamed but bursts out laughing, clenching his stomach as he leans onto the table to support him. “Are you scared? Did I scare you?” he teases as you grab his arm and shake him lightly, “I almost had a heart attack right now Yang Jungwon'' you whine “I found a mission, let's do it?” you say as you wave the paper in front of his face, reminding him of the pinky promise you made earlier. Completing the mission you both face your cameras and pose, you giving a thumbs up and giving a mission complete to both cameras. 

Heading down in the elevator you both travel together for now since you both feel safe around each other. If only he knew… thinking about doing the mission, technically it was working against me but I doubt that they were even close to finishing. Building an alibi right now is what matters and Jungwon would be able to provide it. As you both wait for the elevator to go down, you both are just goofing around in the elevator, since you both were close in age you were very comfortable with each other. Being back to back you both are balancing yourselves by pressing your backs together and squatting as if you were sitting in a chair while your arms were interlocked. “I can't, I'm gonna fall!” you yelled out with a strained voice as you both were trying to keep yourselves up. Laughing just caused your stomach to hurt even more. Finally the elevator doors opened and he peeked his head out, “Wait” he held out an arm to keep you in the elevator as he scooped out the surrounding area before motioning for you to come out. Exiting the elevator you both were walking down a hall, looking for another mission to do together. 

Honestly, you weren’t exactly sure what to do next. If you left Jungwon’s side and he ran into Sunghoon and teamed up, they could find Sunoo. Also, how were you even supposed to eliminate Niki right now when you’re attached to Jungwon. As if the gods answered your prayers Jungwon turned to you and put a hand on your shoulder. “I have to use the restroom” he stated while pointing to the restroom right next to you, hoping that they would cut this out when it aired. Nodding I let him go, “I’ll wait for you down the hall, in case I have to run,” you explained as he nodded, entering the restroom. When the coast was clear I quickly headed out and ran silently in search of Niki, if this was quick then I can make it back to Jungwon, but it's not certain that Niki will be on this floor. A higher power must’ve loved you because to your luck, there he was. Presented right to you as he was peering into a room, approaching from behind silently you pressed the stamp against him and was going to make a run for it, but right then and there your heart dropped. 

Standing right there, a witness to your murder. Sunghoon stood mouth agape, as he witnessed first hand that you were the imposter. Not knowing what to do, you did the only thing that you could think of to save yourself. Sunghoon would have to go down, and this would have to be where Jungwons trust in you mattered. Screaming extra loud purposely you ran back to where jungwon was. Seeing him coming out of the restroom you grabbed his hand pulling him while telling him breathlessly as you continued to run. “It’s Sunghoon, I saw him eliminate Niki” I breathe out as we run. He looks back, unsure of what to do “Why did you report it?” he questioned, pulling his arm away. “He was right there, I ran to get you because if you’re safe then we can vote him out.” You explain, letting him keep his distance if he felt more comfortable that way. He nodded, accepting your answer. Afterall it couldn't have been you since you’ve been with him practically this whole time right? Reporting it everyone met back in the discussion room 

Sitting nervously next to Jungwon you tried to not let it show how you were feeling. He chewed on his ice cutely and you glanced over to everyone who went to sit down by the rest of the eliminated members. You pouted slightly as you felt bad, but to the staff they found it quite funny how you were pouting at the members you eliminated. “There’s four survivors left right?” Jungwon asked, however the staff denied it. “What, who died?” you asked, turning over to your eliminated members. You knew but you still had to seem innocent to Jungwon. Letting out a small you gasp, while clutching your sweater over your heart. “Sunoo, I’m sorry we didn't find you” you say, sending him a hand heart. He was honestly like your bestie so having to kill him felt wrong, but it had to be done to secure your win. All that needed to be done now was to vote out Sunghoon and the imposters would win. “Look, he’s sad that he’s dead” Hesseing laughs as he points out Niki pouting as he looks down, playing with something in his lap. All the members laugh (excluding Jay since he was knocked tf out), and finally set back to try and uncover who the imposter is. 

Sitting between Sunghoon and Jungwon you scoot towards Jungwon, still trying to play your role to a t to win. Looking at Jungwon he nods at you, trusting you because of how much time you guys had spent together, he figured that if you were the imposter you would’ve killed him already. “We vote out Sunghoon as the imposter” Jungwon states confidently as he places another ice cube in his mouth. As he crunches on his ice cube you nod your head as Sunghoon sighs in defeat. However the staff shakes their head before explaining, “The game is over, the imposter’s won”. Your head shoots up in confusion as your brows furrow, “The imposters won? How?” you ask as you look at the rest of your members with confusion written on both yours and their faces. “The imposter’s goal was to kill 3 members, four were eliminated.” the staff explains. “Does everyone know who the imposters are?” they ask as they know a couple of the members don’t know who the imposters were. Sunoo, Heeseung, and Jay raise their hands as they don’t know who the other imposter is. Heeseung didn’t know who his partner was, Jay was killed by Hesseung and missed the whole game, Sunoo was practically snipped, and Sunghoon knows, along with Jungwon, even though Jungwon doesn’t know entirely. 

First the staff reveals Heeseung as one of the imposters and he smiles while Niki yells that everyone should’ve trusted him. Members laugh until Heeseung disrupts, “I don’t know who the other imposter is though, and I was only able to kill Jay” he admits as he scratches his head. Jake and Niki laugh pettily since they knew you were the imposter, but decided to not spoil it. “I didn’t even see who killed me, they ran before I knew what happened” Sunoo explained with a pout. The other members laughed and Jay spoke up, awake from his nap. “Sunoo got snipped,” he laughed, causing the other members to laugh too, especially since they thought he was sleeping. Jungwon turns towards the staff as he asks while raising his brows, “Who is it?” he questions, suspense building in the room. The staff points to you and you smile as you have a clear taste of victory. Jumping up from where you were sitting you jump, hitting both of your feet together as you threw a fist in the air in victory. Turning to face your members you point to yourself as you do a little victory dance, “I win!!!” you explain, doing some random footwork. Sunoo was absolutely appalled, getting killed and not knowing the killer was enough to gag him, but you, his bestie, had him absolutely gagged. Raising a hand to his mouth he gasps, “REALLY?” he questions as Niki stomped his feet lightly, “I should’ve known” he sighed out with a small smile. Jake speaks up, “She killed me and no one even found me!” he stated while pouting. Members were laughing and Jungwon had his arms by his side in defeat as he rested his head against the wall, “She had me fooled, totally wrapped around her finger. She even helped me on missions, I thought she was clear!” he explains to the camera. You and Heeseung are fistbumping at your sweet victory as the other members piece everything together. Sunghoon and Jay speak at the same time, “Is no one else concerned that she's too good at this?” they say to the camera as the members were conversing about the game. 

Settling back down you lean your head against the wall as you face the cameras with a big smile. Clearing your throat you look into the camera, “I’ve never had to deceive so many people before, it was so stressful but I’m glad that I was able to win with my partner. And I’m sorry to my members who I’ve killed along the way.” you apologize with a giggle in your tone and the other members laugh. “You were too good of an imposter, we can’t trust you in any other games we do now ever.” Jay states which sends the other members into a laughing spiral. “I’ve never had to lie so much in my life,” Heeseung laughs as he sits down. As the members calm down Sunghoon goes to end the shoot before the staff interrupts. “It’s not over yet..” 

“What?” everyone asks as an imaginary sweat drop falls down your face, one round was enough for you. 

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I’ve never written anything like this before and I’m not sure if many will like it but here this is. I tried, maybe if people like it then I’ll do another. I also didn’t double check or proof read this so sorry if there are any mistakes.

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Self Control

Jake Seresin x Reader

Three times you should’ve stopped fucking Jake Seresin, and one time you finally did.

tw:one night stands, insecure reader, KINDA DARK, mentions of sex throughout—DUBIOUS CONSENT fic,Dead Iceman->reader is grieving and doesn’t how to process her emotions properly, asshloe J.S->cheater Jake, they both need fucking therapy!!,—jake abusive childhood Jake chokes reader->bruises, happy ending, the two kazansky children seen in the movie are cannoned just gave them names(Xander,Ana Kazansky),self-slutshaming, reader calls herself whore 2-3x, mavdad—feminist icon

WC : 2.7k

AN: I really can’t tell you how this fic was born tbh, but enjoy❤️, title from Self Control- Frank Ocean

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THIS FIC MENTIONS SEX ALOT, I PUT DUBIOUS CONSENT BCUS READER & JAKE ARE NOT IN RIGHT STAND OF MIND, PLEASE BE CAREFUL!!!

1. his bedroom

You’ve been thinking to yourself lately,everynight you lie in bed in wondering if you should be tired of doing this?, giving a piece of yourself to Jake Seresin three times a week.

You wondered if the man even cared enough to get to know you, after all you’ve been acting as his bed warmer for the past three months.

But that just it, you were warned of how this would work, you both agreed to emotionless sex— being each other’s fuckbuddies when work got to much to emotionally handle.

As it seemed neither of you had the mental capacity to have a healthy coping mechanism. You sat on your floor infront of a mirror trying to cover up a neck bruise, Jake had a nightmare again—the same one as usual, Instead Jacob Sr was the one doing the choking.

“Jake, Jake!” your throat was closing, Jake hand around throat was tightening—his fingers digging deep into your skin Again. You were begging for him to release you. You stared into his green forest like eyes—their so fucking beautiful.

At first he doesn’t acknowledge your pleading tone, Jakes most likely still stuck in nightmare from hell “Jake please let go”. Your voice was dry now, tears sprung from your eyes as it did his.

A loud thump happened as your body rolled of the bed to the floor. You heard heavy breathing which normally signaled Jake had finally woken up . He banged his head against the headboard loudly. Jake utters a small—“I’m sorry”before leaving you alone in the room to gather himself.

You sat on the floor like fucking obedient dog waiting for Jake to come back and tell you what do next. While you sit there in silence apart of you wonders were the strong Y/n“Killerfrost” Kazansky went, the woman who didnt break a sweat while looking death in the face. The woman who flew more colder than Iceman more crazier than Maverick. What happened?

Death happened,cancer stripped your dad of his life. Sitting at his beside watching him struggle take his last breath, shushing him he because he was pushing himself to use his voice.

Going on base and listening to the Admiral Simpson go over on the speaker and tell the base that Admiral Kazansky—your dad drew his last breathe. Which led you to Jake Seresin bed.

Younger you would be so disappointed in you right now. Younger Y/n Kazansky would rather die before laying down with man who’s ruining their mental health. If someone told you ten years down line you would be fucking one of the worst men as an emotional outlet. You would’ve laughed in their face repeatedly till you passed out from lack of oxygen.

“Tom Kazansky would be so disgusted with his daughter”, a thought lingered around your mind, “Dad wouldnt even want to be in the same room as you”.

You picked yourself off the floor as you heard Jake’s footsteps getting closer. Your legs were bouncy as anxiety was coursing through your veins—flying never did make you feel this, but leave it to Jake‘Hangman’Seresin to.

Jake voice was low and rough,“See you next week”. Before you could say something to the man, he already had his back turned walking away from you.

Your cheeks flush with embarrassment,“How am I falling for a man who doesn’t love me and never will?”. You continue to slip your clothes back on as you toss the thought around in your head, careful of your sore neck skin. “You should be ashamed of yourself Y/n Kazansky, you were not raised be a whore who re adjust their clothes as a John throws a fucking dollar at them., You were raised with dignity”.

Whore. Y/n Kazansky callsign should be Jake Seresin whore.

Your pressed your head into the shower wall, allowing the hot pressed water to soothe your aching muscles.“I’m so sorry daddy”.

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2. Family Dinner

You kept tugging at the hem of your turtle neck, it was to hot to be wearing this damn thing in the first place. But last thing you wanted to was to worry your siblings as they had just lost their father. That last thing they needed was their weak sister falling apart at the seams, as if they weren’t either.

Two times a month your siblings held saturday dinner. The idea was to keep up with eachother.

Guess who’s been missing family dinner to fuck Jake Seresin?, the answer is Y/n Kazansky.

You stood on Ana porch quietly, wondering if you should even go in, not wanting the catch the end of your short-tempered sister.

“You plan on standing there till hell freeezes over?”, a voice pulls your from your thoughts, Xander Kazansky was standing behind you with pie in his hands. “Come on sis, Ana been waiting to see you”. He smiled, softly pulling on your wrist to get you into the door. You mirror his smile, forgetting all about last night. You closed the door behind you.

“Hey kid”, you stand there waiting for him to put the pie down before you pull him into a tight hug. Your ruffling his hair, with one hand.

“I have you know Y/n I can legally drink alcohol”. Xander pouts like little kid.

“Y/n didn’t wait until she was twenty one drink”. Ana tone of voice was sour as she gestured the both of you to sit down.

“Ana I—“ Your cut off by her harsh words.

“Y/n the longer you spew bullshit at me the longer its takes to bless the food”. Ana states before bowing her head and closing her eyes.

You and Xander make eye contact before joining her.

“So us non-aviators aren’t good enough for you anymore?” Ana asked you in calm tone, yet you could hear how angry she truly was.

Xander was to busy scraping at his dinner plate, shoving food in his mouth—not wanting to be caught in the middle of his sister’s argument.

You bite at the inside of your cheek unsure of what to say back. Can’t say the truth because then Ana will really flip out if she finds what her little sister been doing lately.

You glanced at your plate again thinking up lie to tell her. “I’ve been busy Ana, since the mission the dagger squad have become a permanent squadron”. Your telling the truth but the full truth.

You pray Ana takes the bone you threw at her and leaves it alone. Ana gave you a dirty look before picking at her broccoli and shoving it in her mouth. Thank god neither of your parents were here as they would’ve picked up on ticks, the picking at your nails, nibbling at your bottom lip.

“Sweetheart you can tell us whats going on you know that right”, your dad would say while nudging your shoulder, “Your off the clock, you can retire Killerfrost till your up in the air”.

You thought Ana had let it go as she stopped acknowledging you, and was only talking to Xander. "I hope that whatever you been doing was worth it Y/n, you haven’t even seen mom in goddamn month”.

“Ana” Xander sighed, he was getting tired of his sister remarks, you didn’t wanna defend yourself anymore, not that you even tried to.

You bowed your head in shame, no longer wanting to make eye contact with either sibling.

“What Xander?”, Ana raised her voice,”It’s the same fucking thing dad would’ve say to her too,I’m getting tired of her acting as if she’s the only one who lost a dad, like mom didn’t lose apart of her”.

You could feel the tears attempting to escape from your eyes. You placed the silverware back in its place, you stood from the dinner table. Casting a look between the both of them—“I’m sorry Ana, Xander” before you walked out of her house with tears rushing down your face.

Your sitting at a gas station thinking about everything, you really were acting selfish.

Maybe fucking Jake Seresin was a bad idea?

You picked up your phone, eyeing the text message. “I can’t sleep Y/n, come over if your aren’t busy”.

And just like that, Jake was telling you to come over it’s like he knew when it was a bad time for you. How dare you say no to him?

You put the key back in the ignition and start to slowly pull out of the parking lot.

Your on the back road, the shortest way to get to his house.

3. All I Could Was Cry

She was standing there with my man.

I heard them promise death do us apart.

A woman who looked like Marilyn Monroe was her descendant hung off of Jakes arm, she wrapped her hand around his bicep. They both shared a smile with one another, “I’m busy tonight Y/n“, he texted you this morning.

They were pushing eachother into the water- her screams of joy as Jake playfully her slammed into the water. She leaned into to him pushing her tongue down his throat.

I was losing the man I loved.

“Falling in love with a man like that is dangerous game Y/n” A familiar voice interrupts your self pity. Uncle Maverick is standing behind you with two beers in his hands and small smile. “Scoot over kiddo” Your sitting on cold sand, pretending to be okay with the scene infront of you.

“Uncle Mav if your here to give me I’m so disappointed in you speech, I’ve already gave myself one more than once I-“. He gently cuts you off when he pulls you into a tight, rubbing his hand up and down your back.

“Your mom been worried about you, so has your siblings , me and the daggers”. His voice is laced with worry, you hated making people worry about you. “Your flying been…crazy these past couple of months”. Maverick struggles to find more words to say, unsure if he does it might push into Jakes arms.

He was right you been flying like your ass was on fire, and if you’ve been pulling maneuvers even he wouldn’t dare to.

“Ana Kazansky is worried about me?”, Your eyes widen at that,“It didn’t seem like that a couple nights ago when she was going for my head”.

“Ana is like your father, arguing with them is like sitting on the stand defending yourself against a criminal charge”. Uncle Maverick explains with a soft tone, “I would know after pissing your dad off for over thirty years”. You swear he blinks away a few tears before continuing.

“I have everything under control, yes I like Seresin and I understand he doesn’t want me”. You feel indifferent as the lie rolls off your tongue through your mouth. “I’m Killerfrost Kazansky who doesn’t allow her emotions to get the best of her”. Your eyes shift away as you attempt to not hold eye contact with him.

“The same bullshit your father tried to pull with me years ago, your Y/n Kazansky the woman who just her father, the woman who misses her father dearly the man who showed you how to spell your name, the man who managed to get out of deployment early to drop you off for the first day kindergarten”.

Tears pricked at your eyes,“I didn’t think about it that way,maybe i’ve been to hard on myself?”. Your voice cracks with emotion. “As much I hate to say it— It feels nice to be ‘wanted’ by someone, Mav”.

“Kid, I was that man thirty some odds years ago when Goose died, I had sex with any woman who looked my way and said yes”. Maverick pulled away from you, gently wiping away your tears. “It’s going to hurt kiddo for awhile, but I promise you its gets better, the last thing Ice would want is for his daughter to lose herself, to allow a man to tell her how worthy she is”. He presses a kiss into the side of your head“It’s okay to feel emotions Y/n Kazansky”, he said low enough for only your ears.

After leaving you alone with your thoughts, your phone blinks as a notification pops up.

“Y/n I need you over tonight”. Your walking back to the car, hand on the car handle. “10 is good”. Your driving past his house, your driving to your apartment.

4. Happier Again (3months later)

He’s in standing your doorway with roses in his hand, and red wine in the other. When you heard knocking on the door you expected Ana because it almost time for movie night or Harvard because he’s sucks at cooking and needs help. But not him—Jake Seresin was standing in your doorway looking apologetic.

The new you wants to slam the door in his face, forcing him to catch a hint that the nights you spent in his bed were over. Deciding against your gut you decide to allow him in, for what you’ll never know—maybe he’s here to offer a peace offering.

You still had to work with him still— the dagger squadron is permanent till Cyclone and Cain think otherwise.

Jake goes to open his mouth but nothing leaves it, which is a first. The great Hangman is left clueless not a insult dripping with anger and sarcastic comment in sight.

“Come in Jake” He cocks his head to the side unsure if he really should.“If you want stand outside and look stupid thats fine by me”. You turn on your heel,but before you get far he grabs you by wrist, pulling you into a kiss.

The roses, the wine—he loves me, Jake“Hangman” Seresin finally loves me. You feel the old you try to blossom like a dead flower, attempting to sprout back to life.

“Stop!”You shoved at his chest he falls back alittle. “No, I’m not doing this again with you Jake”. Your cheeks are starting to get red,“What about that woman from the hard deck?”.

His lips slip into a tight smile“She and I are going through a rough patch right now”. Jake steps into your apartment, “Y/n its nothing to worry about she wouldn’t know”.

You shake your head at him,“You haven’t changed?”.

“Oh come on darlin it’ll be like old times”, He stands tall, his hangman smile is fully on display.

You scoff, doesn’t he understand what I just said?

“Jake you have a girlfriend, its make you a cheater!” You jabbed a finger into his chest. “Your cheating on your girlfriend”. He doesn’t give a shit.

“And your such a fucking angel darlin, we fucked for how long Y/n?”. His voice is harsh, anger bubbling—getting ready to explode like a volcano. “Were’s ya fucking halo at?”.

“I didn’t know” you yell back at him—standing your ground. The one bad thing you inherited from your dad was his temper, when your button been pushed for too long.“You must fell from heaven when your father casted you out, huh?”. A low blow that was uncalled for, but he’s taking it there.

“I need you darlin, I need to fuck you!”. he screams, your pretty sure you and Jake are one second close to having the cops called for a domestic disturbance.

“You and I need therapy Jake”, your voice returning to a calm tone.“Fucking you was worst shit i’ve ever done, I’ve been using you as a tool”. You step back from him.“Jake you can’t honestly tell me we aren’t ‘broken’ a little bit, sane humans don’t do this shit”.

Jakes eyes were squeezed closed, your cupped his jaw with your hands.“It’s okay not be okay, but its not okay to be doing this”. You sighed,“As much as I want to, its not healthy Jake”.

Jake opened his eyes, tears were rolling down his face. “I’m so sorry Y/n I just needed a break, I needed a break from being Hangman”.

“A smart guy told me once your no longer in the air, there’s no need to fake who you are”. Your eyes are beginning to become teary, “We need help Jake”.

“Your right Y/n” His eyes were still wet.

“Go back your place and try to figure out what went wrong with you and her”. You gently told him. “Work buddies?”. You had hope in your voice, you put your hand out.

A wet laugh fell from his mouth,“Work buddies”. He shakes it.

#top gun #top gun maverick #jake seresin #jake seresin x reader

[acklesangel97]

Sex Education - O

So tbh I don’t have a problem with O as a character, I just found there was still a real lack of asexual representation. Like, yeah we got an ace character but we never really got to see any of her struggles or her experiences being an ace person. And the fact we didn’t find out she was ace until over halfway through the season there wasn’t even much time to go into it cos there were so many other storylines that we were in the midst of. Like we got that scene in the elevator where she talks about how all the other girls were talking about boys and crushes etc. and she couldn’t relate and how she pushed people she dated away when it started to get intimate cos she didn’t feel that way about them and I thought, ok we’re getting somewhere… and then that was kinda it?

So yeah I don’t care about people maybe viewing O as “the villain” or whatever. I was just disappointed that even though there was ace representation it was still so minimal compared to everything else. Like I’m thrilled that there’s so much queer representation in the show, but is it too much to ask to get a fully fledged ace character?

I have high hopes for Isaac in Heartstopper next season in his journey exploring being aroace, considering Alice Oseman themself is aroace. Also having aromantic representation would also be incredible so people can learn that there is a difference between sexual attraction and romantic attraction.

I would still love for there to be some sort of film/tv adaptation of Alice’s book Loveless cos as an aroace person, that is the first piece of media I had ever consumed in my whole life that I related to. I literally had to keep putting it down cos I’d never experienced that feeling of reading something and being like “this is me, I’ve felt like this, I’ve thought that”. I felt seen. And it’s kinda sad that that feeling was very overwhelming as I was maybe like 23 when I read that book and I have never in my life had that feeling.

Sorry, I went off on a tangent there. But in short, the ace representation was great - just give us more!!

#sex education #sex ed s4 #heartstopper #alice oseman #aroace #asexual #aromantic #aromantic asexual #loveless #ace #isaac henderson

[mulletmitsuya]

I hated the tr ending so badly. Not because it was rushed or anything. Wakui could have fleshed out the last timeline so thoroughly and logically and I would still hate it because the ending itself goes against what I felt the story stood for in the first place. He replaced all the characters for fakes, none of the characters we were intoduced to had happy endings because they either are totally different people or re lived their life to avoid healing. The ending basically proved izanas last words right "there's no saving me" yeah I guess not if the only way to help everyone is to make sure their lives never happened the way it did. Horrible I hate it so much. Also one ship I hate is rinzu or ranzu because they don't even interact once and it's so popular for no fucking reason other than "its hot" and tbh they would prolly hate eachother like petty bitches, they would NOT get along at any point. Also Koko and amane ship because if people actually read the manga with their eyes open it would not make sense. Anyways thanks for letting me be a hater in ur askbox, I love your blog btw

This is long, also tw for typical tokrev themes and sa

I think you're the first person who has the same opinion as me lmao😭. I also didn't believe it should have had an ending like that at all because of the themes that had been set up during the entire story. I understand people's perspectives of "It's Wakui's manga and it's his ending he can do what he wants" but media is supposed to be talked about, discussed and even criticized at times. That's like, the whole point of publishing stuff. As an enjoyer and supporter of Wakui's manga, I feel like I have the right to question some inconsistencies and contradictions (not directly attack him tho, that's never okay. like people who send death threats over ships and stuff that's messed up) that showed up in the ending. I also believe lots of people didn't really take it seriously as a manga idk. It had some very serious topics that people seem to forget about. For example: suicide, abuse, abandonment, child neglect, substance abuse, extreme violence, rape, prostitution etc, and I think people just kinda see it as a silly manga that has cool characters they like. And that's okay. It's okay to not take a piece of media seriously and enjoy it for the sake of enjoying it, not everything needs to be critically analyzed, but stop shitting on the people who take it seriously enough to question why the fuck it ended how it ended. Lots of the discourse took place between critical analysers who wanted an author to finish the manga by sticking to the themes and messages he has set up the entire time versus casual enjoyers who just wanted everyone to be happy for the sake of liking the characters. And I completely agree with the Izana thing!!!! You cannot claim to have saved someone by rewriting their entire life!!! Takemitchy was not supposed to be god!! Also, isn't the moral story of time travel that you should never ever do it? Because you win some, you lose a whole lot fucking more. I thought Draken dying was setting up that narrative. That saving Mikey, was gonna fuck up a whole lot. Isn't that why Chifuyu broke down?

Idk about you guys, but dark impulses being a curse disappointed me quite a bit. I thought it was supposed to be a symbol of Mikey being deeply mentaly ill. And that he had to deal with it head on and not run away all the time (this was Takemichi's entire storyline basically and the the main theme of TR). I just feel like it sucked because the message of the ending, whether Wakui intended it or not, was that you can't be fixed without magical time traveling. Although the story had some fictional aspects, it was realistic at least. I thought they'd deal with everything that wasn't time travel realistically.

Any ship with Sanzu and the Haitani's is hilarious to me and although I don't ship any of them seriously, the fanarts fun to look at some time (and you're right I think they look good together cause they're hot😭). You are completely correct about them not liking each other tho. It's actually canon. Idk if you remember during the three deities fight when Ran hit Haruchiyo with his baton? Nothing but pure malice between their eyes😭. The Koko and Akane ship actually triggers me because one thing about me? I'm not comfortable with large age gaps. Akane was 5 years older than Koko💀. And I didn't know people took what she said to him seriously. I thought she was just trying to not hurt his feelings? Koko and Inupi were around 7/8 when the fire happened. Meaning Akane was like 12/13. Uhhh Idk bout y'all but I don't think a 13 yo would be attracted to someone that young. And waiting for them to be of age is...😶. Be fr.

#ty for the ask <3 #anon this took me so long to write but i enjoyed it #i'm so serious about this tokyo revengers shit😭 #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokrev #tokyo rev #rinzu #ranzu #koko x akane #thanks for liking my blog i always appreciate your support and ily #tw: sa mention

[bcofl0ve]

okay okay gather round sorry this is coming later than i said it would, law school brain. but. at long last, bottoms review time with mollie except this time with lots and lots of spoilers.

i think we covered my general “good movie very funny” thoughts in the spoiler free review, which you can read here so this is gonna be more me info dumping about my thoughts on the plot. and the core of those is that….

PJ IS A LITTLE BITCH!!! i wanted to like her in a “i support women's wrongs” way truly i did but she’s just. an asshole! not all annoying female characters are redeemable, and she is one! that’s not to say her character *existing* annoyed me, i think her being the anti-thesis to josie is an important facet of the movie and the whole “lie falling apart” plot line needed a bad guy so. she was a necessary evil.

that said though gahhhh. i wanted to wring her little neck and ik a satirical movie is not meant to be a realistic example of friendship. i do..but i still think josie was wayyy too forgiving. josie deserves better friends!!! and i fear in a world where these characters are real/the story continues pj needs to idk go to therapy or she’s gonna make josie miserable for being happy with isabel while she’s not in a relationship. (and that is to say she should not be with hazel either! she needs therapy not a girlfriend!)

buttttt but but all that to say i do think rachel did a great job playing her. playing unlikeable characters in a way that makes them unlikeable without a viewer wishing they weren't in the movie at all is a skill set! her being funny and me wanting to punt her across the room are very much thoughts that co-exisit!

moving semi away from pj…the reveal of brittany being straight threw me for such a loop that the next like- 5 minutes of the movie went right over my headkjfkj not to be an insane person but i was gen a little disappointed!! let kaia play a gay character in something that isn’t ahs!! i will wait!!! that said though she actually pulls off the whole “straight girl that isn’t gay just likes gay porn” stereotype very well and made me laugh. i still loved brittany to bits and pieces…heterosexual and all.

josie and isabel. josie and isabel. wahhhhh. wahhhh. my darling girls. when josie almost told her they were lying about juvie but went back on it my heart broke a little bc you could tell she felt guilty and i just ,</3..and yeah she did choose to keep up with the lie when she realized she was getting what she wanted (isabel) but i think the film did a good job of showing how her keeping up with it was different from pj keeping up with it. pj kept up with the lie bc she was on a power trip. josie kept up with it because she didn’t want to lose isabel/lose finally having a geuine connection with a girl/and felt like she had in a way gotten her away from jeff so as long as they kept the lie up she could keep looking out for her.

which is still well, manipulative. lying is bad! but idk i had much more sympathy for her than i did pj. and think when it all came out that josie was actually sorry, whereas pj was only sorry they got caught/still bitter britt was straight. 

those are my main thoughts on it all, but some side bars: lovedd hazel. ruby is great and i am not really a fantasy show person, just not my genre but now i kinda wanna check out willow just to see more of her. the plot twist with jeff actually fucking her mom was soooo early 2000s teen movie and i ate it up. as was the fact that outside of that no one seemed to have parents at all LOL your kids are coming home with black eyes and you don’t have some questions?!?! miles fowler was also really great and tbh i liked him as much as i did kaia in it. esp his flip phone. especially his flip phone. josie's monolouge about marrying a pastor and lavender marriages is what made me start choking on my shake. right up my humor ally as someone who grew up evangelical, and i imagine ayo found it funny for the same reason! was expecting the big josie/isabel hookup scene to be more vulgar less *fade to black* but this is a movie about high schoolers so actually that's a good thing i think?? i accidentally read a spoiler explaining the final killing spree scene months ago and really wish i didn’t bc it would’ve been fun to experience that going in blind.

another side bar to close this out. i *loved* this movie. 5 stars in my book i can’t wait to rewatch it over and over when it’s on prime. but i…kinda disagree with all the tweets saying it’s the next mean girls/heathers/etc cult classic. not because i don’t think it’s good! but because i think comedy film criticism is turning into everything having to be iconic or a future cult classic to be praised? a funny movie can just be a funny movie! it doesn’t have to be the next heathers for you to like it and praise it! does that make sense?

if you read this all the way through congrats! go gay people! go losers!

hello! If you’re reading this because you’re scrolling through the bottoms tag my name is mollie (-: this is primarily a gossip blog for austin butler and his girlfriend kaia gerber (brittany!), both folks i’m big fans of- with a side of elvis presley/presley family fan posting. but i’ve been ‘covering’ bottoms quite a bit so do feel free to come hang out and send anons if you wanna chat! <3 and i’m going to start posting anons containing spoilers on sunday night- so if i don’t answer something right away that’s why.

#mollie goes to the movies #bottoms movie #bottoms 2023 #ayo edebiri #rachel sennott #havana rose liu #ruby cruz #kaia gerber #film

[hoonvrs]

hi saint! about that one anon ask

this just shows we should stop calling them idols and use artists instead

because they’re not, they’re human beings who make mistakes and in the best scenarios own up to them and don’t do them again

and while i, as an ultimate pacifist, wouldn’t really use insults as a solution, i truly understand why they are used, because it is very much disappointing to see anybody, knowingly or not, support the genocide that is happening in gaza, not even just disappointed but angry and sad, since innocent lives are taken by the money they spent either to sip on their frappuccino or eat their big macs

this whole thing with jake would be much better if those who decided to throw insults as well as those who bashed them for so would just use the situation to idk spread even more awareness?? and share some ways to actually help?? as much as boycotting is important sending, for example, humanitarian help is i think a little bit more urgent

still, i hope his apology will somehow change something, after all, it’s the first time anybody in kpop actually apologised and didn’t just wait for their company to do something or simply delete the post, that's an improvement

tbh when i thought about it i was kinda impressed since they can’t really engage in anything that is even slightly political or controversial so him saying sorry is somewhat of a statement, which is sad but we all know what the kpop industry is (one big piece of shit ❤️)

it’s sad what happened under op’s post, truly shows what views and morals some engenes have

damn that’s long hope everything makes sense :’)

hi joojoo

calling them artists instead is totally valid but would be hard since they themselves call themselves idols so it’s basically become their occupation name

don’t get me wrong i am completely against war and violence but i am also with it when it comes down to you can’t do anything but use violence because it’s the only way people will listen to you.

the people have every right to be angry and express that anger because this isn’t a little situation and it’s more shocking to not know what’s going on instead of knowing. also let’s not forget the person called jake stupid for doing something stupid, they weren’t being aggressive or bashing him they literally called it for what it is

now if they said something outta pocket i’d be like okay fairs that’s too far but trust me nobody will sob and cry over being called stupid or an idiot especially not a 21 year old grown ass man

these people have been using their accounts nonstop AND STILL ARE to spread awareness but just because they COULD use this opportunity to spread more awareness doesn’t mean we completely invalidate their hurt and anger. are we also forgetting this is done online?? it’s literally twitter where i’ve seen worse shit then someone calling their fave an idiot like when did people become so sensitive and defensive over a man who doesn’t even know your first name

icl i was genuinely surprised myself at how quick he responded esp under a post where gaza and genocide where explicitly mentioned so there was no room for that and kudos to him and i also get that it’s such a big step up and improvement in that fuck ass industry but i’m not about to praise someone to the ends of the earth for being a decent human and not supporting the death of innocent civilians

i really hope he does learn and educate himself because it’s no one’s responsibility but his own and hopefully prepress more carefully with what he indulged in and what he shows to his viewers

#inbox — new msg! #these are so long😭 #joo ! #iix — moots!

[wayfaringellie]

Read your ask about The Tower ending and how it's sad and kinda deserving for people who got it. I thought it'd be better to send you an ask than to reply there!

This is something similar to what I had in my mind for a long while, I mean, how could people expect the new ending to be something happier than other endings? I understand if people wanted 'the happy ending' for all these years or they wanted to try out the new ending out of curiosity. But the things you have to do to achieve that ending are the exact reason why it shouldn't be happy.

You have to betray So Mi back out of spite because she betrayed you first or refuse her when she begs you to kill her, while you're fully aware what it means to leave her to the hands of FIA. That's something really terrible to do and it only makes sense that ending also gives V an undeserving fate.

I know some people are upset and disappointed at The Tower, but I'm glad it isn't something happy. I honestly didn't want it to be something better than all the main game endings when I learned Phantom Liberty will add the new ending tbh. Having to buy the expansion for the best ending sounds just bad. When people already have had their favorite ending for the different message it presents. Also there has already been one ending that many people including myself find positive and hopeful, which is The Star.

Oops, this ask got really long :')

You're completely right. I'm also glad we didn't get a 'happy' ending. V knew the consequences, especially of cheating death and honestly? You can share the same fate as Arthur Morgan in a sort of parallel: you realize your mistakes and see things/the world for what it is, decide to do better/make better choices, find redemption by the end and save who you care most about before your illness brings you back to death's doorstep. Or blaze of glory! I think all of the endings we can get are interesting and equal parts heartbreaking.

I do love how The King of Wands can be a beautiful segue into The Star (or other base game endings!). V choosing So Mi's life over her own (when anyone else in Night City would have been rightfully angry and/or surrendered her) is something that always pulls at my heartstrings. Showing So Mi that not everyone is out for themselves and can care about her beyond what she can do for/give them. It shows humanity, love and even forgiveness—what Night City sadly lacks.

My V wasn't angry for even a moment at So Mi after the truth came out. Just... disappointed. She was hurt by it but she was more afraid of So Mi dying than losing her chance to be cured. I think after Firestarter, there was a shift. The situation became more dire and desperate. Poor So Mi was suffering, barely surviving. I don't know, it changed after that scene in the van for my V. It became clear: get So Mi to the moon no matter what. So Mi wasn't her 'ticket' to the cure but V sure as shit wanted to go with her.

Broke my heart, shattered it into pieces. The relationship between these two has ruined me. I think V will miss So Mi more than she can ever be mad at her. To the moon and back, little bird. :'(

#cybervalerie #songv

[neo-neos]

Getting to know your BL mutuals - 2022 Edition

Simple, answer the questions. @ some people. Include the tag 'g2ky BL mutuals 2022' on your post so we can find everyone's answers!

tagged by the lovely @chimerasinourskyline - and @aleng-neng and @dont---just-dont Thank you so much for this <3 It's my first time really interacting with the community in this way and I feel legit honored <3

DISCLAIMER -> I started watching BL literally last month, I am fully 110% new and have been literally binging everything I can get my hands on to get on everyones level of knowledge and passion. If I fuck up a date (aka: came out last year or something) pls do not lynch me it is hard to keep up. I also have not seen everything yet, I am trying to keep up but I can only watch so much in a day. Okay thank you &lt;;3

What has been the BL that took you by surprise this year?

To be fair, ChocoMilkShake -> (I am aware it is still airing but I am pretty sure it will finish airing before the year is over) When I heard the concept I was kinda like ???? Dog??? Cat??? BL???? But I was so happily surprised omg.

Roommates of Poongduck 304 -> I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I DOUBTED THIS IN THE BEGINNING BUT OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH NOW

What has been the BL that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

To be very very honest... And hear me out here... Big Dragon -> The first episode I was like: OH SHIT LET'S GO??? The spice, the drama the bdsm... but then I was like... Where...Where did that go? I LOVE the couple, like MosBank are hawt... But I feel like MosBank has more chemistry than MangkornYai does and... Idk? Season 2 redemption????? Idk

Cutie Pie -> was a little hard to get through for me at times... Sorry? The couple is great, the story wasn't my fav

The rest of the slightly more disappointing shows are from before 2022 so I won't go on a rant lmfao

What has been your favourite BL this year?

KINNPORSCHE -> Oh my god, this show changed me... Like, I can't even explain in words how... But I literally consume every piece of content I can about the cast because I cannot get enough. I'm gonna rewatch it another 10 times probably?

Love in the Air -> I don't even know how to explain this one tbh, I just love the cast, the characters, the storyline didn't even matter that much to me as long as I got to see them doing their thing.. It had some deeper messages here and there too which I loved.

Blueming -> Do I need to explain this one?

Semantic error -> My first BL, again do I need to explain this one?

(I know it's not done airing but...) Between Us -> as long as it does not take some really hectic turns... It's def a fav for this year at least!

Favourite BL couples (not just of 2022)?

MileApo, Payurain, Prapaisky, WinTeam... I am not really big on remembering ship names yet.. I am trying but I legit forget names in daily life too, and then having to remember IN SHOW ship names and then they also come up with REAL NAME ship names and I have 2 working braincells pls do not do this to me lmfao

If you had to suggest a BL for someone what would it be?

(This didn't have to be 2022 right??? I'm just going to go with no)

Kinnporsche -> this one is mainly a little selfish because I just want more people to see it so I can make more friends lmfao

Not me -> I mean come on... That shit was a masterpiece

Blueming -> Good story fr fr fr

Life - Love on the Line -> Look I loved this so much and I kinda related a lot to this show and that shit HURT but also brought so much comfort????

My beautiful man -> Same as above really lmao

Bad buddy -> I mean it's just good

What's your non-BL favourite for this year?

WEAK HERO CLASS 1

OH MY GOD this show has me in a fucking chokehold and I want to consume everything that has even a VAGUE mention to this show

It is so insanely good

It has some bromance going on so not fully "non-bl" but still.

AnYWAY any questions about this feel free to hit up my askbox or the comments to this thing. Again excuse the noob mistakes if there are any, feel free to point them out kindly to teach me because I love to learn but pls don't come for my throat lmao &lt;;3

I would like to tag: @sunf10wer8 @irishtwinmags @keithblguy

(If ^^^^ any of you already did this and I missed it, I am very sorry, feel free to @ me on the post so I can see it! <3)

#g2ky BL mutuals 2022 #I was tagged in a thing #this never happens #I feel so seen and loved rn u have no idea #anyway #(if you want a tag too pls do not be afraid to ask me because I'm really shy to tag) #(I want to make friends I'm just a dysfunctional adult unsure how to make friends) #(So feel free to jump in my ask to ask for tags or whatever really) #Kinnporsche #Blueming #life-love on the line #not me #choco milk shake #weak hero class 1 #semantic error #love in the air

[amygdalae]

have you read the bloodborne comics? what did you think?

I read two of the three series'. the Death of Sleep was my favorite, i loved the protagonist and I felt like its creative departures from the events of the game still felt...right to me. The vibes were on point, the hunter was nonbinary, i was loving it

I tried reading the Healing Thirst and it was alright, some real interesting stuff and cool imagery but certain things abt it felt a lil off imo. plus there was a clear lore mistake in it that kinda disappointed me (theres a healing church member in the Healing Thirst with the rank of "father"even though item descriptions ingame state that Father isn't actually a rank in the Healing Church and Father Gascoigne is only called that because its a title he had from before he moved to Yharnam. I feel dorky getting that upset over a small lore mistake but as far as lore points go that one is one of the least abstract--an actual concrete lil piece of worldbuilding that isnt vague--and also is found pretty early in the game so. idk man)

I keep meaning to try A Song of Crows but then forgetting to. I really do love Eileen and it looks interesting so i should definitely read it. sidenote but the title sounds like one of those generic dark YA fantasy books tbh

[mydollsaregay]

ok. hater warning. but uh. what is up with some of the new holiday items?? (disclaimer - these are simply my personal opinions based on my own taste. if you like these items it’s totally fine)

bro WHAT is the skirt on this dress doing. this outfit would actually have been incredibly cute as separates rather than a dress, especially with some cute pants instead of a skirt. tho tbf i have a strong cute sweater and cute pants bias. also there is no situation in my life in which i have ever worn a heavy, sweater-like dress without tights. there’s no way to add/remove layers, and if it’s cold enough to wear a sweater dress my knees r gonna be frosty! I will say - it looks cute on bitty baby at least. though I like it on no one else lol

idk what happened to this poor guy. but NONE of those reds match. which is ok to me with some colors tbh, but red… 😬 the mismatch also is making the vest material look very cheap in the pictures. I have no idea if it actually is, but it just does not look good.

also kinda upset to see a bow tie two years in a row. bow ties are cute don’t get me wrong - but this outfit might actually look better without it at all. also i need them to have this guy wear the scarf a more normal way - with it just draped over his shoulders it looks like he took off his robe at a college graduation but left a banner thing on.

also. and i truly am sorry to say this. this lineup is giving flesh. which is a very offputting vibe ok. it doesn’t help that the only pieces in the lineup I even kinda like are the darker pink dress (which gives me holiday/winter vibes not at all. more elle woods/business but girly), and the wide-leg pants (which I LOVE the cut of. but I loathe the color).

thankfully ending on a positive note. I still love the ugly sweaters. I don’t like them quite as much as last years, but they still slay. and I like the matching headband for the kid. that’s cute. only big note here is that I love the slightly different colors for the Christmas one. would love to see a non-blue Hanukkah sweater.

overall pretty disappointed. especially with how cute last years holiday stuff with (and considering that I actually quite like much of the other something navy collab, though not enough to buy any of it), I was expecting better. oh well. not like I was gonna buy any of it full price anyway lol.

#agblr #american girl #american girl dolls #my posts #ag critical #also didn’t talk about the pajamas because well. they’re fine. that’s literally all I have to say about them. #additionally I just finally purchased the last bit of holiday gear from last year that I wanted lol. ya girl loves a sale.

[moonisdead]

i know they're not really comparable but since i've been kinda disappointed in good omens season two it made me really scared for ofmd season 2 and i'm glad it's like. actually good so far. both of these shows' first seasons had me rewatching all of the episodes over and over again and making me so happy and stuff so thank u davd jenkins for saving tv or whatever the kids say

good omens s2 felt like there wasn't actually any story there, just some bits and pieces of aziraphale/crowley storyline that had to be kinda padded into some other bits to make a whole tv show season. it just felt like a barely fleshed out fan fiction. like this couldve been a 90 minute special tbh

but with ofmd it feels like an actual continuation of all the characters' stories and the whole universe, i actually give a shit about every character (even the swede! even him!) and the places they go to! and it still feels true in tone to the first season! thank u for not disappointing me (so far)

#negative opinion about good omens 2 under the cut read at ur own risk of being pissed off jkfhsdjkfh #positive opinion about ofmd s2 under the cut read at risk of uhhhhhh agreeing? jdfhsjk #.

[msommers]

1, 9, 16 for riya/victor, and bonus 3 for riya/leroux :)

i give u a kees on the nose muah thank u // development questions for couples

What, specifically, was the catalyst for their physical attraction (if applicable) to the other character? In other words, what in particular had them like “Oh, they’re...hot...”

it's cheating if i just put "lust at first sight" as the answer, i know it, but i do believe in my heart that it's absolutely true for victor lmao. how is he (a simple spoiled rich boy) supposed to see her (a beautiful girl in a striking dress) walk by giving him an overt once-over and a wink while attending a fête or smth, and not immediately be a goner? impossible. alexa play sucker by jonas brothers. on riya’s end, without a doubt it happened the first time she saw him spellcasting. whether it was during the previous tourney or simply catching a glimpse of him practicing some spell or other, he was a showman who knew he was hot shit and she ate that spectacle right up. mages are incredibly sexy in action and both riya and i will die on that hill

What do they think about commitment? Is a long-term partnership the goal? Are they thinking about building a life with their partner, or are they focused on the present?

neither of them were particularly focused on the Big Picture and that was part of why they worked so well together, much to the disappointment of parents on both sides. they could see into the future so far as their grand plans of exciting and romantic adventures, but most of their focus was on enjoying their time in the present to the fullest without worries of what was to come later. which is entirely why long-term commitment was never discussed between them, though it was probably assumed?? given how deep their feelings were. 

If they had the ability to just spend free time with their partner, what would they do? Would they go out or stay inside?

mmmmm i think 9/10 times they would choose to go out, which shows how hilariously privileged they were before things went downhill. they'd get up to a lot of things but their favorites would have been dancing, walking the markets, and frequenting their favored meal spots. the kinda couple that were always in contact of some kind while out together, but it was hard to tell if that was fully motivated by affection alone or if they also wanted to be a little obnoxious and in-your-face about their happiness and attraction to each other. (it was for sure both.)

By contrast, what was the moment that first made their ~heart~ Soft for the other person? Not necessarily a conscious realization of “I love this person,” but a moment that had them like “Oh...I adore them...”

hmm. i don't know if riya's reached an Adoration level with him. the closest thing i can think of here (so i can give an actual answer) would be closer to a moment of Appreciation. my memory won’t provide what scene was going down when it happened, but i do remember there being a moment during a session where as a player i realized oh, this guy is the only one here who is actively going through something similar to riya. because while everybody else in the party has already been exposed to such things through their own varied experiences, riya was having her worldviews torn apart piece by piece with each revelation of how bad things are with the templars and the circle (and the world outside of her tiny view in general tbh) beyond cumberland and she was not doing great. so yeah it sucks leroux had to confront that the system he’s trusted and worked in for however long was allowing—and even encouraging!!—terrible things to happen right under his nose, but it gave riya a moment of being able to recognize that she wasn’t alone in having her views and faith flipped on their head. and as a lil extent of that, his commitment to taking action after the revelations helped influence her own attitude towards the entire white spire magebreak :) 

on the other side, clearly leroux was besotted at first meeting. duh. just look @ that smile of hers, how could he not be (aka i won’t make assumptions on his end lmao)

#r: valeriya & victor #i made the sucker song joke and had to stop typing instantly after it to actually go add the song to their playlist lmao #r: valeriya & leroux #congrats dweebs you get a tag now too

[thebuttsmcgee]

Spoilers for Update 3 ahead!

So, we're finally at the end, Update 3 has been a mixed bag and for plenty justifying reasons. Most of what seem to say, is the difficulty. I will say climbing the towers on hard, was hard lol. Tower 1, 2 and 5 mostly, but 2 especially. However, I think it's not entirely unfair, that is if you're an experienced player, someone who thinks "platforming in Sonic games is a breeze", if you're a casual player or someone who isn't too used to StH's style of platforming, then this isn't easy for ya, try changing to easy mode if possible since I heard there's checkpoints (might be wrong tho!)

Anyways the main meat of the dish this time around is still the story and gameplay but moreso of the new characters! Amy, Knux and Tails who finally, FINALLY, make their grand return to being fully playable for the first time in over a decade in a Mainline game. All of which have new moves, some returning moves and no costumes whatsoever what the HELL SEGA.

Anyway. no seriously what the hell sega....

ANYWAY, their gameplay is different enough for me to take a different approach when playing as one.

Amy is waaay jumpier than any of the cast, her triple jump when unlocked covers TONS of airtime. Her base speed, to me at least, felt a bit like the rest of the cast which wasn't bad, and didn't need time to get used to thankfully. Her fully upgraded speed with the Max rings upgrade however, is chaotic to say the least lol. It takes a good amount of effort to steer and turn her...hammer broom? And when Max speed upgrade, it's WAAY past fast. It's fun when just chilling but bit of a hassle otherwise.

Her moveset....isn't bad. But wow, tarot cards went way into it. I love the idea of her using it as an attack! But having it be her main attack is...kinda disappointing cause she literally has a hammer. Which she's known for, by a lot actually. But again, the tarot cards being implemented is a welcome surprise! Just tone it down a bit next time yk? Also jesus christ Ms Cindy Robinson went hard in the studio SHE KILLED THAT SHIT

Knux wasn't fully polished, his gliding has a pain-in-the-ass startup, his attacks can miss at times cause of how much height he gets from the uppercut, and his fully upgraded Glide is MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE chaotic with how fast it is.

And I love it.

He has a good amount of stuff that needs fixing but like god man, he's just super fun to play as when fully upgraded. A huge glide over here, spin drill burst there and cheesing through obstacles all around. Plus that ground pound is obnoxiously powerful with a too-long start. He needs a fair amount of polish, but damn is he fun!

Lil buddy Tails is floatier? I think. Compared to the rest imo, he feels lighter. His attacks leave a bit to be desired tbh, his main attack being Woe Wrench be upon Ye, and it works fine enough but it doesn't have a lotta oomph. Even with the upgrade. His Adventure tailspin would have really benefitted being here but I digress. His laser kicks ass tho LOL, which coincides with the Cyclone returning.

Holy fucking shit. Good fucking Goku above. This shit is broken LMFAO like its a blast, probably the most fun I've had with in terms of the new moves but fuckin hell is it broken FJHEBA. idk if they plan to release patches for these 3, but if they do, don't be surprised if the cyclone is nerfed. SPEED MAXIMUM.

As for the Sonic's sides of things.....hueh..it's not. Bad. Just. Hard. LOL. Ya get 5 towers to climb, with the punishment of falling down being HUGE. Remember to Parry and sidestep when in the air as a piece of advice. It saved my ass tons of times. OH and if you destroy the purple walls in Tower 2 and fall all the way down, start a new life cause they do not I repeat DO NOT RESPAWN, until ya die or replay the save.

Aside from the towers are also 5 trials at the top of each one. They range from kinda easy to slightly easy to okay to hard as ball to Challenge 5. Not in that order except Challenge 5. Challenge 5 ya might wanna change the difficulty to easy. Also as a piece of advice for the snake trial, Cyloop, 2 hits then a stomp, it worked for me! And remember to parry when far away and they shoot at you.

Challenge 5.......fuck me man LOL. I didn't even know I've been playing on Hard mode until I changed it to easy cause of this. I only managed to half beat Wyvern but jfc. Each difficulty level has a different time for parrying. Easy has a 3 second time parry, Medium I believe is 2?? Might be wrong. But Hard, you need to be Frame by Frame, absolutely perfect. No shame in the easy way this time lol.

The story itself was okay! Not bad. Nothing too extraordinary but it was fun to see through. Plenty of lore with optional conversations such as the wildlife being transported before The End got to the ancients aside from some insects, Sage kinda admiring Sonic, Sonic shittalking Eggsy to the max and BIG WASN'T REAL APPARENTLY??

It was fun to see the other 3 experience the corruption of cyberspace and them breaking through it all was just badass I'm ngl lol. Amy's voice lines were raw as hell that sent shivers down me spine.

The memories and conversations with the Ancient Warriors who were the pilots of the titans were really fun, they all not-so-subtly reflected each of the main cast and there being an actual King to the koco was a surprise, lol at Sonic giving him shit tho. The ending was beautiful, Sage managing to hear EggMan call her his daughter without needing to sacrifice herself and them heading home together....grhj....ghje...I do, truly, care them.

I just remembered the cyberspace levels lol. They were okay. U get a bomb strapped to u in some. Fun.

The final, FINAL, boss is better than both the original Supreme fight and the "secret" boss fight against the end in the vanilla game. Both of which were kinda underwhelming, moreso the end tho.

The End v2 has a bit of a problem however, you can only target the tube on its head by attacking the head for a bit with normal attacks, then sidestepping, which leads to attacking the tube. Pain in the ass to find out. The fight itself is okay, Super Duper Sonic isn't too different aside from mandatory perfect parrying and blue eyes, the dramatics were BALLER AS HELL THO, THE SNAP AND THE SPECIAL MOVE WHERE HE CROSSES HIS ARMS A BUNCH WERE RADDDDD!!! Manually having to cyloop the sniper gun was a bit clunky tho since Super Sonic flies a bit funky.

Also the song isn't bad, it's a revamped cover of I'm Here, the vocals are Kellin Quinn and the instrumental goes hard!! But it kinda feels like they autotuned it a bit too much. I think I might prefer the original honestly.

And of course...what everyone's probably already seen at this point..

Sonic's brand new form!

That shows up for less than a minute!

It's fuckjng cool as hell!

You don't get to play as him!

Very rad!!!

Idk his name!

And that's Update 3 from my end folks!

Overall, a mixed bag for all, but ultimately Fun for me. Who's to say if there'll be more in the future aside from sega and the employees themselves, likely patch notes at most. The characters were fun, the music was great, no shitty minigame being the true ending, all fun stuff. I hope Sonic Team and Co receive fair criticism and take notes where necessary.

Love ya Frontiers!!! Overall a 7or 8 outta ten in terms of this update alone for me!

No fishing minigame tho so fuck this gay ass earth and everyone go to hell 0/10

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