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beefboyandbabygirl · 10 months

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Pup Code (18+)

(SEQUEL TO GIRL CODE. Y/N IS NOT THE SAME PERSON)

pairing: college!mingyu x college!reader

genre: college au, smut (MDNI), fluff, crack

description: mingyu doesn't have crushes. he likes avril lavigne and sometimes he fucks pretty girls. but you seem to stir something in him that no one else can. without the trusty girl code, mingyu makes his own code to help you fall in love with him.

warnings: kindddaaa bad writing tihi, service top!mingyu, dom!mingyu, sub!reader ish, size kink (reader is mentioned several times to be smaller than mingyu and several key interactions are based on this fact), oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex (dont do it guys...), praise (f. receiving), slight possessiveness?, mingu is soooo in love with y/n, he just wants to make her cum forever :( hes a total dork

quotes from my creative director (@joshibambi): "fuck realistic portrayals of sex with men. im very content with getting exposed to this", "men like this DONT exist",

wordcount: 5.7k

a/n: im back and i think ive regained my ability to write. thank u 2 @ryusha-rose for the amazing name for this fic, it ended up becoming a bigger part of the plot, so thank u sm to them tihihihi

This could not be happening.

Forever boring and bland, his friends had opted out of the party, and Mingyu stayed behind alone. Or not alone. He almost wished he were alone, because almost any company (even none!) was better than sitting across from the two idiots before him.

“Truth or dare, Mingyu!” Josh laughed smugly, and Jeonghan held his hand over his mouth, leaning into him. “Ohhhh, truth or dare!”

Mingyu had been down this road before. There was no winning in this scenario, Josh and Jeonghan always attempting to pry embarrassing information from him.

The party had settled down into a low hum. Most people were going home, either humping against another anonymous body as they stumbled out, or walking alone, jacket slung over their arm. There was no reason to stay, really, and torture himself with this circle of hell. Except, of course, for you.

“I don’t wanna do the chicken dance again, so I’m gonna go with truth,” Mingyu pursed his lips, determined to not act a fool in front of you.

He’d always been vaguely aware of you, but tonight had been his first time really sitting down with you. Contrary to your two best friends, you were cool and charming, and you didn’t seem like you wanted to embarrass him. This was already gaining you Mingyu-points, but he was absolutely taken aback by your humor and your smile and he, giddily, found himself liking you.

Mingyu didn’t usually like people - not like he had always liked Avril Lavigne (there was a poster commemorating that crush in his dorm room) - so this felt big. He was nervous, hands clammy as they slid down his jeans.

“Tell us about your first time,” Joshua asked innocently, mischief given away by how the older man cackled and slapped his arm. You watched in amusement, eyes flickering over to him, lashes coming over them in long, black lengths. He struggled to breathe when you held his eyes, so he sucked in a breath and looked at the floor, blushing. Damn it, he was already making a fool of himself.

“That’s so rude, Josh!” you said and threw a random chip at him. It hit him on the cheek and he groaned, face scrunching up in disgust. “Ask him something nicer.”

“You’re so boring, Y/n.”

Mingyu looked at you gratefully and you returned a warm smile to him.

“Yuck!” Jeonghan quacked from his seat between you and Josh. “You guys get a room! I can’t believe I let this stupid kids’ game take away from my boning.”

“You’re so gross!” you groaned.

“Josh was gonna hook me up with this girl from his class, dude,” Jeonghan continued complaining, forever going on about his ‘sexual conquests’. “Now I’m sitting with you dorks and you won’t even let us bully Mingyu.”

“Mingyu’s nice, you guys are just assholes,” you said, gesturing towards Mingyu with your beer. Mingyu was horrified.

Now was the time. Now was the moment to return the compliment; to say anything that might flatter you and defend you from the crooks that you apparently spent your time with.

Now, this was a bit embarrassing for Mingyu. He had recently been adopted by a female friend group - some might even call him one of the girls, but alas! - so one would think he knew all about girls and how to approach them. The truth was, Mingyu was clueless. Beyond his daydreams of Avril Lavigne, and a few casual flings here and there, he had never actually been put in this situation.

Mingyu thought about his girl-friends, thought about their advice and their critiques, and he knew. He knew it would frankly disappoint them if he came to them with no expertise, nothing learned from the countless girls’ nights. Therefore, he had to take matters into his own hands.

“T-Thanks,” Mingu stuttered, lisping across the word. “Y-You’re also great.”

Fuck, he was an idiot.

You grinned at him and the sight of your beautiful smile, your shining skin and your gently falling hair was almost enough for him to miss how Josh and Jeonghan were lifting themselves off the floor in disgusted groans.

“Alright, time to go. Shoo now, back to your dorms. Peasants.” _____________________________

Mingyu didn’t need his girl-friends.

He repeated this in his head for days, like a spiritual mantra, and maybe, he hoped, maybe he would start believing it. You and him had one mutual class and he counted down the days before he could swoop in and talk to you casually, flirtatiously, and seductively.

With the absence of the very helpful girl code (it had certainly helped his friend, Jihoon, with his crush!) Mingyu discovered and consulted a new code. Mingyu code.

He spent his days diligently writing down his own best advice. Some rules were more helpful than others.

“Mingyu code rule 3: always wash your hands after a shower,” he hummed to himself with a small, satisfied smile, while scrubbing his hands in the steamed up bathroom.

“Mingyu code rule 12: go on bike rides frequently for a better jawline!” he panted, hunched over his bike, and pedalling through the nearby park in the beating sun.

Now, Mingyu was mumbling all of his new-found rules to himself, books pressed into his chest, while he approached you in class. It was the middle of the day, and the class hadn’t started yet, people still filing in from the halls. Thankfully, you were sitting alone on your phone, both Jeonghan and Joshua nowhere to be seen. The universe was working with him.

But he was still sweaty and nervous and breathing unevenly when he finally reached you. Remember the code, he reminded himself, remember to be cool and calm.

“Hey...” he whispered, and then, louder: “Hey.”

You looked up from your phone, smiling brightly when you saw him. For such a huge man, you realized he could look quite small.

“Hey, Mingyu!” you said cheerfully, settling your phone down on the table before you. He shuffled to sit down next to you, jacket rustling against the wood. Your seat was near the back, so the hall felt great and wide, and a little bit like an audience to his fumbling.

Rule 14, he remembered sneakily, always wear a jacket, so girls (Y/n) will marvel at your muscles when you take it off!

Mingyu moved to take off his jacket, eyeing you as he did so, in what he certainly thought was a sultry and sexy look. You blinked back up at him, smiling.

Oh shit.

Something was caught on- on something! Stuck with the jacket halfway down his arm, Mingyu began struggling and writhing in it, warmth spreading across his cheeks. You smiled at him fondly, biting back a chuckle.

“Do you need help?” you asked. “No- No, I got it, uh-”

You moved to help anyway, tugging a corner of the jacket off the design of the chair, and he stared at you widely, because you were suddenly so close to him and so cool and calm and pretty, and your fingers danced along his skin. He breathed out a heavy sigh when it finally slid off his arms, furrowing his brows in embarrassment.

“You’re clumsy, huh?” you teased, settling back in your seat and Mingyu chuckled dryly.

“You don’t know the half of it,” he murmured, and to his delight and surprise, you laughed. You had a loud laugh. It ripped itself from your throat and bounced off the walls of the classroom. He smiled proudly at how your face contorted in joy.

“You’re funny, Gyu,” you said, stilling finally and he swore his heart galloped in his chest at the nickname. You were so pretty and so sweet, and he wanted to hug you so bad. He grinned, then looked around the room.

“Where are Joshua and Jeonghan?”

“God knows,” you snorted. “I think they’re poisoning the water supply of some third world country, but I could be wrong.”

It was Mingyu’s turn to laugh, and how couldn’t he? Because you were so smart and so gorgeous, and he truly didn’t understand how he was smitten by you so fast. There was something humbling about spending all his freetime scrolling through Instagram photos and giggling when you smiled prettily at the camera.

Next step in Mingyu code was a little tip he’d borrowed from the countless renditions and repeats of the “Jihoon story”; a heartfelt confession.

Wait a minute. Was he skipping a few steps? Surely- Oh yeah, he definitely was. He couldn’t help but want to skip to cuddling, but going from step one to seven was maybe a bit of a stretch. Jogging his brain for his ultimate “confession for Y/n” gameplan, Mingyu didn’t even notice the lull in the conversation, while he stared at you with furrowed brows and a pout.

“So, uh,” you began awkwardly, and Mingyu finally snapped out of his daze. Shit, he was being a dork again. “You coming to the party on Friday?”

“Oh, yeah. Yeah, I’ll be there. Jus’.. Love partying.”

There was no salvaging this.

“Alright,” you giggled, confused, and finally turned your eyes to the board when the professor began speaking.

Friday, he thought, gulping down the shame. Friday I make some serious moves. _____________________________

Mingyu was not making serious moves. In fact, he wasn’t making any moves at all.

He’d never felt more strange, standing on the edge of the dancefloor and bending his knees awkwardly to the rhythm of the music. His limbs were mile long stretches and they swung uselessly around him. He looked almost lost, but, of course, it was only Soonyoung’s house.

“You okay, man?” Wonwoo, his roommate, padded up beside him, eyeing him warily through the lens of his glasses. “Are you on something?”

“No, I’m not on something!” Mingyu huffed, stopping his frankly pathetic dance moves and looking directly at the man before him. “I just… You know that girl Josh and Jeonghan are always hanging out with?”

Wonwoo nodded.

“I kind of.. Really.. Like her.”

“What?!” Wonwoo exclaimed, completely forgoing his drink to look at Mingyu in bewilderment. “You haven’t liked anyone since Avril Lavigne!”

“I know! But this girl’s just really smart and cool and funny,” Mingyu smiled shyly, eyeing you where you sat with Josh and Jeonghan, as well as two girls he didn’t recognize - oh, wait, no, Jeonghan and one of the girls were leaving together. Just you, Josh and the blonde then. Wait, no, now Josh was leaving with the blonde. Just you.

Wonwoo saw how Mingyu’s eyes brightened with opportunity and he smiled beneath the rim of his plastic cup.

“Wait! Wonwoo! You can wingman me!” Mingyu exclaimed suddenly, hoping the older man’s presence might ease the interaction.

“What? No!” Wonwoo grimaced.

“Why not?”

“You don’t deserve my services, Mingyu! Not after what you did to me!”

“We’ve talked about this, the Jihoon-story is a very sweet thing and you should be happy to have been a part of it-”

“I’m talking about the other time. Or the other-other time!”

Mingyu slumped, a pout on his pink lips. Wonwoo softened, but stayed steadfast nonetheless.

“Listen, just go talk to her. I have a girl waiting for me upstairs, I just wanted to see if you were okay,” the older man said softly, patting his shoulder while a drink was clutched in his other hand, liquid dancing against the cup-walls when he wafted his hand.

“I would be more okay if you wing-manned me-”

“Alright, that’s enough,” Wonwoo murmured, walking away towards the stairs. Mingyu sighed and looked over at you. You were chewing your lip, face lit by the screen of your phone.

“Mingyu code rule 17: Confidence is key. Confidence is sexy,” Mingyu reminded himself, squeezing his eyes shut and beginning to walk over to you. “You’re hot, Mingyu. You have big muscles and a pretty face.”

Mingyu could’ve almost convinced himself, but when he opened his eyes, legs mindlessly padding closer to you, you were so pretty and so intoxicating, he faltered completely.

“H-Hi,” he stammered, brows immediately pulling up in disdain at himself. You looked up and smiled immediately, face shining bright. “Hi, Gyu! Come sit down with me!”

He nodded dumbly, and squeezed in beside you. His muscly arms were pressed into himself and leaning on his thighs, and he tried to compose his features into something sexy and sultry, when he turned to look at you. You smiled in a sort of knowing way that had Mingyu dropping his face immediately.

“You enjoying the party?” he rasped, turning to look out at the crowd. You pursed your lips and looked at it with him. “Not sure. It’s kind of boring and Josh and Jeonghan just left.”

“Yeah, I saw,” he sighed, then widened his eyes. Oh God, he thought, what if you thought he was a total creep - a creepster - staring at you from across the room all creepily. “Not that I- I wasn’t- I just saw it, like, casually across the roo-”

“Mingyu, do you want to take me out on a date?”

Huh?

“Huh?”

Mingyu didn’t know if he was hearing that right. The words had come so naturally and so casually from your mouth, and now you were staring at him with furrowed brows and pursed lips, and waiting expectantly for him to answer.

“Do you want to take me out on a date?” you repeated, shrugging your shoulders, as if it were just the weather. Mingyu stared at you with whole, wide eyes, and swallowed hard. Clammy hands gripped his knees.

“Yeah,” he breathed, laughing awkwardly. His mouth was so dry and his heartbeat was almost painful in his chest, although the tensions were eased when smiled sympathetically. “I mean- if you want to-”

“I want to go on a date with you too, Mingyu,” you reassured, smiling even wider when his lips mimicked your own.

“Oh my God, okay, so, I was thinking Olive Garden-” Mingyu giggled, and his pure expression of joy was infectious, genuinely making your heart soar, as this huge, muscly man bounced on the couch cushions. He cut himself off halfway, narrowing his eyes. “Wait, wait, how did you know?”

“How did I know what?” you frowned.

“That I like you?”

Your immediate reaction was to snort. This only confused Mingyu further, so you elected to respond truthfully: “Mingyu, you always look at me so longingly, seriously-”

“That- those were sexy faces!” he pouted.

“No, they were longing and tender. Like pull-apart meat. And then sometimes you do the- the Zoolander face-”

“I’ve never done the Zoolander face in my life!”

“And all your moves are so obvious, Gyu,” you watched how he slumped at those comments, a little, pitiful pout on his lips, all deflated like a puppy. You reached a hand over to caress his arm, warm and hard with muscle under your fingertips. Mingyu immediately leaned into your touch, pout being replaced with a small goofy smile. “It was very endearing, though. You’re very cute.”

“I was going for sexy,” Mingyu said, mood lifted at your compliment, but still a little pouty.

“Then go sexy on our date,” you squeezed his bicep in your hand and he perked up. “Now that you know I like you too.”

Hearing those words, that admission, Mingyu smiled to himself.

Mingyu Code; he truly was genius. _____________________________

“So no Olive Garden?” you quipped, standing outside of a more upscale restaurant - candlelit and warm and Italian. Mingyu shook his head. He’d thought Olive Garden would woo any girl, but after triumphantly boasting to his girl-friends (mothers), that he’d gotten a date with a girl he liked, he’d been nothing but scolded by the restaurant choice (“A girl wants to feel pampered! Olive Garden is for post-6-month-relationships!” Yeri had squawked).

“Not until in six months,” Mingyu said, shrugging when you lifted a brow in question. Cars were bustling past where you were standing on the sidewalk. Grass sprouted from the cracks in the cement and people idled past where the two of you were facing each other, your head craning up to his. “Wanna go inside?” he asked.

Mingyu had become more at ease, following your admission. You liked him too, he tried to remember, whenever the butterflies batting around his curving ribcage became too much. And it was becoming too much now, with how your lips spread in a smile and you nodded at him.

You walked in, hand in hand. The tables were fine, polished wood and there was a slightly-stained, white tablecloth draped over the rounded surface of the table. Sneakily, Mingyu nudged some salt and pepper shakers over the yellow splotches on the fabric, hoping you wouldn’t notice, and that you’d feel pampered. You were busy looking at the menu.

Mingyu asked about everything - not because of Girl Code or Mingyu Code or whatever other bullshit way to woo a woman. No, he asked because he was sincerely and utterly interested in you, what made you you, what habits you got from your childhood, what made you choose your major, how you knew Josh and Jeonghan. You were so beautiful in the light of the restaurant, but more importantly, you were the most infatuating individual Mingyu had ever laid his eyes on. Maybe even more so than Avril Lavigne.

You got to talking about Mingyu Code.

“Well, it was because of my friends. They have Girl Code, right?”

“Yeah, that’s God’s rules,” you hummed, sipping on a soda.

“Mhm, and my friend followed Girl Code and he got with this girl he really liked.”

“Mhm.”

“But I decided to make Mingyu Code. Which is about being sexy and charming.”

“You were none of those things,” you teased, but Mingyu had gained confidence and he leaned back in his seat with a smirk, stretching out his arms, as if gesturing to the restaurant.

“Well, I beg to differ. You’re here now, aren’t you?”

“I suppose I am,” you smiled, admitting defeat. “Although I don’t think you were following Mingyu Code.”

“Yes, I was, I made it. I’m the founder of that shit,” Mingyu grimaced.

“Well, if Mingyu Code is about being sexy, then you definitely accidentally followed some other code.”

“Wha-”

“Puppy code. You’re like a big, clumsy puppy. Yeah,” you nodded to yourself, satisfied with your new name for Mingyu’s terrible, horrible guide to wooing you. “Pup Code.”

“Why does everyone call me that?” Mingyu whined, crossing his arms and pouting. Your plates were empty and streaks of cream sauce sludged up the sides of the porcelain.

“You give off major himbo vibes,” you said.

“I’m smart, though,” Mingyu huffed. You smiled fondly at his bratty expression.

“I know you are.”

Mingyu caught your eye and caught the sincerity in them, and it made his whole body ache and flutter. You liked him too, it was clear and not something Mingyu had to tell himself, it was right there, right behind your retina, twinkling at him.

“Do you wanna..?” Mingyu trailed off, pointing his thumb to the door. You pursed your lips.

“What if I wanna take it slow?” You asked, and it was almost adorable how Mingyu’s eyes widened and he shook his head vehemently and seriously.

“That’s okay! We can- we can totally do that,” he said decidedly, as if it weren’t a bother at all (because it wasn’t).

“Okay,” you nodded, letting go of your now finished drink. “But if I want you to take me to your room right now and fuck me?”

Mingyu whipped his head to yours, the way a door bursts open. You saw him swallow, throat dry and heavy, and biting his lip.

“That- That would be okay, too,” Mingyu said shakily, blushing furiously. Images flashed his mind of you in less-than-sacred scenarios, and he squeezed his eyes shut to ward them away.

“Okay, then let’s go,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“To my room?” He almost couldn’t believe it.

“Yes.”

“Okay, fuck, let me just pay.”

Mingyu didn’t think he’d ever paid and left a restaurant so fast, and he was enamored with you enough to completely skip the step where he contemplated whether or not the staff secretly hated him. You and him walked hand in hand, as he practically dragged you through the street back to the dorms, his long legs working faster and more efficiently than your own. You half wanted to complain at the brutal pace, but you couldn’t lie. You needed him just as much as he needed you. And he knew that too.

Thankfully the restaurant wasn’t too far from the dorms, and Mingyu had frantically texted Wonwoo to “get out or he’d be squirted with semen” (a threat that Wonwoo didn’t need to hear twice!), so after ten minutes and some sore legs on your part, Mingyu and you scrambled into his room.

Mingyu liked the privacy, you realized, because it wasn’t until the door was closed, and you both were sealed away in the Mingyu-zone, that he finally walked up to you, hands finding your waist with a confidence you didn’t think possible for him.

“Can I kiss you now?” he whispered, somewhat out of breath from the climb up the stairs. You smiled at him. “I’d be mad if you didn’t.”

And then he pounced. His plush lips were soft and well-moisturized, and his annoying, perfect nose brushed against yours; in fact his whole stupidly gorgeous face was pressed into yours, as your lips thrummed together, and you were conjoined into one being by the lips.

His hands ran up and down your sides, finally taking hold firmly, only to pull you into his lap when he settled on the edge of his bed. You straddled his lap, as your lips danced, his tongue peeking out to enter your mouth. You moaned gratefully. Involuntarily, your hips rolled into his, and the jolt reverberated all the way up to his lips where he cried out and panted against your mouth.

“You’re so pretty,” he said in between heated kisses.

“So are you,” you said. He pulled away and smiled up at you, and he was truly worthy of the puppy-title, because his grin was so goofy and his eyes twinkled and he was so warm against you, it almost hurt.

Carefully, he pressed a kiss to the valley of your breasts over your t-shirt, looking up at you with wide, brown eyes. “Can I eat you out?”

The way he said it like he was completely and totally enamored with you (he was), like it was in this very moment of sitting on his lip and running your hands up his huge arms, that he was falling in love with you (it was), almost made you bashful. Your smile, usually cheeky and teasing, came small and shy.

“Yeah, I-I wouldn’t mind that at all,” you responded, cursing at yourself for letting your confidence falter. However joy spread on Mingyu’s face like the ever-expanding universe spreads into endless empty space, because for once the tables were turned, and you were right underneath his hands, and he was flustering you.

It had him pushing you onto his bed, head falling into the depths of his pillow, and working at your skirt to shimmy it down your legs. You lifted your hips in help and soon enough that and your shirt was discarded on the floor. Mingyu, with his black tee and his big arms and his sweetest-hottest face on Earth, settled between your legs with a dumb grin.

“I can’t believe-” he cut himself off with a satisfied sigh, staring at your pussy. You were pushing yourself up by your arms, looking at the man-child between your legs just staring at your core as if it were his most prized possession. “I-I can’t believe I get to have you like this. I can’t believe you’re mine.”

Mingyu’s face fell (it was almost comical), and his eyes snapped up to yours. “Wait, are you mine? You are mine, right?”

You giggled fondly. “Yeah, I’m yours, Mingyu.”

Mingyu’s grin returned immediately and he nodded happily, eyes turning back to your pussy.

“It’s so pretty,” he sighed, fangs poking out where his smile ended. One finger ran through your folds, wet from the making out and all the heated stares from lovedumb Mingyu. You whined a little at the pressure when his finger reached your clit. He was so close you could feel him panting against it.

“Mingyu, please, stop staring at it, and do something,” you cried and Mingyu pursed his lips and nodded. “Right, yeah, sorry.”

And then he dived in.

His nose pressed into your clit as soon as he pushed his head in, tongue stuck out to lick at your folds. Your hands flew to his hair, a desperate moan leaving you. It was a little embarrassing how loud he was, huffing and puffing at your pussy, but you couldn’t complain when his tongue traced up from your hole to your clit, lips wrapping around it.

“A-Aah, M-Mingyu-” you cried and pushed his head further into your core, while your hips canted off the mattress. The press of his nose was amazing, and his breaths danced across your nerves. “S-Shit, that feels so good.”

Mingyu was totally lost in you though. Your taste on his tongue, your soft thighs underneath his hands where he pushed you apart, your moans, and the desperation in your movements. The fact that you were so catty and witty, but with a few flicks of his tongue, your facade fell and you became a whiny, desperate mess, begging for him. And he loved to give it to you. He loved that you felt good, he loved being the one to make you feel good. Lapping and panting into your pussy, Mingyu started to think he didn’t ever need to leave. You could just feel good forever! The logic was flawless.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you cried and you came on his tongue, cum seeping out of your sopping pussy. Mingyu, strong and tan and shiny Mingyu, didn’t stop though. Too enchanted by your soft moans and your nail in his roots, and your juices on his lips, he kept at it, tongue-fucking you to slurp up the cum.

“M-Mingyu-” you whimpered softly, and his only response was a grunt, and one hand sliding off your thighs to prod at your entrance. “M-Mingyu, I-I already came!” you cried, more insistent.

“You can cum again,” he mumbled gruffly, two fingers pushing into you. The feeling was so intense your voice became strangled and your chest pushed off his bed.

“Just say if you wanna stop, then I’ll stop,” his tone was almost challenging, as he pulled his face away from your dripping pussy and his fingers stilled inside you to give you a chance to answer. You looked down at him, panting, as he waited expectantly. Your ‘stop’ didn’t come.

“That’s what I thought,” Mingyu grinned again, and God, this time it was sexy; not endearing, not awkward, not clumsy. It was so incredibly hot and he dived right back to your pussy, tongue swaddling your folds and fingers beginning to pump in and out.

Your clit grinded against his face, slick smearing all over him, but he didn’t seem to care one bit, your cum on his cheek and two fingers working inside you, curling into your g-spot. “Cum again,” he gasped in between sucking on your clit with pointed lips. “Cum again, I wanna hear it again. You sounded so pretty, please, cum again. On my fingers now.”

And he was rambling for sure, but it was working for you, because for the second time that night, a knot tightened in your belly and the string were pulled tighter and tighter with each lick and suck, and eventually it snapped, and your whole body spasmed and your pussy pulsated around his thick fingers.

This time, he did stop. You closed your eyes and heaved for air, lying completely still in the sheets of his bed and panting for air. Mingyu smiled cheekily, pulling his fingers out of your sensitive pussy and licking them clean. As if it was nothing. As if it was juice from a popsicle, his tongue peaked out and he sucked your essence off of them, groaning at its taste.

“Can you go on again? You taste so good,” he hummed, eyeing your fucked-out state. Your cheeks were flushed and strands of hair stuck to your sweaty face. You shook your head. “No, no, I want your cock now.”

“Anything for you,” Mingyu agreed, shuffling to take his clothes off while you regrouped.

It was not long before he was climbing over your body, so fucking huge and covering your entire form in his own, muscles flexing when he lowered himself onto you. As if by nature, Mingyu, tan and glistening in the bedside lamp, grabbed you by under your knees and pushed them to your chest, pressing them into you.

“Wanna fuck you like this,” he pressed a kiss to one of the knees that was now folded over you. “Can I fuck you like this?”

“Please!” you sobbed, because the position, and his strong hands holding you there, and your own slick covering his face had your pussy dripping onto his bed, and you could practically feel the heavy presence of his dick, even if it wasn’t touching you yet.

Mingyu tilted his head as he looked down at you. You were so easy to admire. It was so easy for him to fall into every little jerk and breath and crevice of your face, and you looked so beautiful underneath him, Mingyu started to think he wanted nothing more for the rest of his life than to make you feel this good.

“Okay,” he whispered, and only then did you notice how he stared at you, because there was something very tender in his voice. Adoration poured directly from his heart and into you.

Before you could get lost in his warm eyes, he moved one hand down to steer his dick into you. You cried out when you felt it pressing against your slit, cried even more when it started pressing into you.

You had suspected Mingyu might be big, but nothing could’ve prepared you for each inch that seemed to endlessly plunge into your heat. Stretching you out like a rubber band, Mingyu finally bottomed out in you, his hard pelvis resting against your mound.

“Shit, Gyu, y-you’re so fucking big,” you gasped, and then opened your eyes to see him smirking proudly. It made you giggle. He hummed giddily, looking down at your stomach.

“You’re just so fucking small,” he said then, pressing one hand to your stomach, and then groaning when he could feel his dick inside you. “Shit.”

At that, Mingyu started pounding into you. His pace was fucking relentlessly, something seemingly awakened in him at the bulging in your stomach. “Shit, shit, shit, my tiny, pretty baby, fuck, you’re so fucking gorgeous.”

The praise had you reeling into him, it had you crying out and gripping onto his shoulders for dear life, while he worked up a sweat pistoning in and out of your pussy. You moans were shaken from the impact of his dick in your pussy. “Shit, so fucking tight, can hardly fucking take me.”

“G-Gyu, f-fuck-”

“But you’ll take it, hm? Fuck, I wanna make you cum so much more, jus’ have you in my room, making you cum over n’ over again. Shit.”

You had not pegged Mingyu as a dirty talker, and you weren’t even sure if he was aware of what he was doing. Something about having his dick inside you, warm walls just pulled one dirty slew of words out after another. He’d never fucked a girl like this, never felt compelled to tell her exactly what she was doing to him. Not like with you.

You were so gorgeous to him, the way your chest bounced, and your eyes were screwed shut and how your mouth was opened in continuous, strained moans. It was how your hair bunched up on his pillow, and how your skin felt against his, and how you clenched at every word he spewed, while grinded into you like you were the only other person in the world.

“F-fuck, my pretty fucking baby, you’re mine, right? Say it and I’ll make you cum forever, jus’-” he groaned, as your pussy clenched down on him extra tight. His pace fell and his hands on your knees dug into the skin. “Jus’ say you’re mine, please, Y/n.”

“I-I’m yours, Gyu!” you cried out, his pace speeding up again and another orgasm bubbled in your stomach, and you pussy clenched embarrassingly hard for embarrassingly long. “Only yours, fuck.”

“That’s right. Cum again, let- let me hear it one more time, yeah?”

You came. Again. Clenching down so hard, and face twisting in pleasure, cum spilled out of you and coated his dick, still inside you.

Your third orgasm was a melodious song, and you moaned to it so loudly, you knew people three halls over would be wondering what was going on. But you could care less, letting his presence, his smell, his being above you drag more bursts of pleasure out of your body.

Your breathing calmed down again, your soul traveling down from a sky-high mountain, and you started to feel it all again. Your orgasm had been so blinding, you had lost all of your senses but the blinding white explosion in your stomach, and now sighed heavily, pushing yourself up a little.

To your surprise, Mingyu’s hold on your knees didn’t let up, and it took you a moment to realize that his dick was still extremely hard inside you. He hadn’t cum yet.

“Want you to cum again,” Mingyu smiled sheepishly, adjusting his position to be able to pound into you again. You looked at him incredulously, and he chuckled a little, shrugging. “Just say if you want to stop.”

“Safe word is ‘pup’.”

#mingyu x reader #svt mingyu x reader #kim mingyu x reader #mingyu smut #svt mingyu smut #kim mingyu smut #svt smut #svt x reader #mingyu fluff #svt fluff #mingyu x you #svt x you

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bonny-kookoo · 10 months

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Hihi! Really really like your [I Like You] couple, tihi. I just wanted to know who asked who our first, and how that went? Like was it an immediate thing, or did they go on dates first, were they friends who grew to like each other romantically?

Much love <3

- 🔭

(AN: I kind of escalated a little bit.. pls I love them both so much)

-> Masterlist

"Your eyes might fall out, kook." Taehyung jokes, making Jimin perk up from his breakfast as he looks over to what Jungkook might just be staring at like this. He's almost stopped chewing after all- food entirely thrown into the background at the sight of-

Oh.

"Hey, I know those pink bra straps!" Jimin laughs, getting up with his empty plate towards where you're standing, searching for what you might want to eat. At the sight of Jimin next to you you're surprised, before you start to smile so brightly Jungkook feels like he's watching the sun rise, just in a human body.

"Jimin and her went to the same University." Taehyung explains as Jungkook finally averts his gaze- especially when Jimin points at him. "She's pretty much his best friend. Just.. she can be a bit much." He chuckles.

"Does she have a boyfriend?" Jungkook wonders innocently, and Taehyung laughs. "Ah- wait no, I was asking if Jimin and her-" He starts, panicking, when his friend reassures him.

"No, they're not a thing, and neither are they interested in each other." Taehyung explains. "They're more like siblings, really."

"Oh." Jungkook simply says, before he looks back to the breakfast buffet-

Only to be faced with your face, pretty eyes staring right at him, making him almost fall from his chair as he leans back in surprise. "You're right, he IS cute!" You giggle, before pulling a chair from a different table besides his, sitting down with your plate. It's filled with fruits and many other things, telling him a little story about your personality already.

"Well, thanks for asking, I'm doing great, how are you?" Taehyung jokes, and you flip your hair over your shoulder, a wave of strawberry scented shampoo hitting Jungkook next to you.

It makes him nervous. You're so fucking pretty- he feels like he's already got a crush. On a girl that's absolutely out of his reach, of all things.

"I'm still mad at you for not picking me up last week like you promised." You huff at your friend across, picking up a piece of fruit from your plate. "So be glad I'm acknowledging your existence right now, peasant." You boldly say, making Jimin laugh. "Anyway, Jimin said your name is Jungkook?" You ask the young man next to you, who's entirely frozen like a prey in front of the predator hoping to stay unseen in the eyes of certain death.

"Come on, I said sorry-" Taehyung starts, but you whip your head towards him, hissing him into silence.

"Psst, I'm talking to Jungkook right now, can't you see?" You scold, before turning back towards the man in question. "Do you have a girlfriend?" You wonder, and Jungkook is entirely lost by now.

"...uh-" He stammers, before he shakes his head. Taehyung didn't lie- you're a lot.

"Heh, awesome." You chirp happily, before resuming to eat your food, not seemingly initiating anything else as you instead chat to Jimin and Taehyung about their trip- and why you're at the same hotel. "Oh, I kind of wanted to go here anyways." You shrug. "Took some time off work, and booked the flight and hotel."

"Isn't it.. a bit dangerous?" Jungkook quietly chimes in. "..to travel alone, as a woman, I mean." He wonders, unable to quite look at you- mainly cause he doesn't want you to think he's staring at what the cropped top reveals of your chest.

"Aww, a gentleman too!" You sigh, looking at Jimin. "Where the fuck did you hide him?" You scold.

"I didn't hide him, he hides himself!" Jimin laughs, and you giggle as well- and Jungkook feels a little odd. Like he's the butt of the joke, right now- so he falls silent, instead looks down onto his plate. He knows his friends and you don't mean to make him feel bad, probably.

It's his own fault for being so sensitive.

Suddenly, a small fork pokes at the cube of watermelon on his plate, and he looks up to see you looking at him with kind eyes, and a hint of worry. "You okay?" You wonder, voice a lot softer, and Jimin sighs, earning your attention back as you look at him.

"He's just a bit shy, don't worry." Jimin tries to reassure. "It's why we've been taking him along. He needs to get out a bit." He jokes, but you softly hit his shoulder suddenly, leaning a bit towards Jungkook instead.

"First of all I didn't ask YOU, second of all stop making him feel bad, you insensitive fuck." You huff, turning back towards Jungkook. "Blink twice if you're being held hostage." You ask him jokingly dramatic, having to look upwards a bit, and he can't help but notice how long your lashes are.

And also, how you've noticed the shift in his emotional state so quickly.

So he smiles a bit, shakes his head, and you grin back happily. "Do you guys rent a room here too, or?" You wonder, but Taehyung shakes his head.

"We wanna go camping, today and the rest of the week, so we rented an RV." He informs you, and you visibly deflate at that.

"Aww, I hate not having a driver's license." You mumble, stealing a cube of watermelon from Jungkook's plate. "I wanna go camping too. Make marshmallows and like, play Uno so I've got a reason to hit Jiminie.." You dream around, cheek resting into your palm.

"Hey!" Jimin barks offended, and Taehyung laughs.

"I mean, we could take you for one night, if you'd like?" He wonders, and suddenly, everyone looks at Jungkook.

"What?" He asks, and you blink once.

"I guess the unsaid question is: Are you okay with that?" You clear up, and Jungkook shrugs.

"..yeah, I don't know." He mumbles, putting another cube of watermelon on your plate which you happily accept. "I don't mind." He accepts, and you jump up at that.

"I'll go pack my shit!" You exclaim, before leaning over to steal the last watermelon cube that's stuck on Jungkook's own fork with your mouth, dashing away to do what you've said you would, leaving the poor guy to stare at his empty fork for a moment.

Taehyung and Jimin stay behind looking at Jungkook with suspicious smiles, making the youngest of the group blink with big eyes.

"What?" He asks again, and both shake their heads.

"Nothing." They respond with in unison.

Jungkook remembers that on that day, at this random hotel in New Zealand, something began that he could only describe as fate. Like he'd met his soulmate but didn't know it yet- because he'd only really realize it some months later when you're over at his apartment, sitting on his couch, cuddling up to him while you watch 'The Cat Returns' on his TV.

He's to this day not sure how he's been so at ease with letting you so.. physically close to him so quickly. You've stuck to him like glue from the very start, and he's never really felt uncomfortable with it.

Because your touch is kind, and soft, and you never try and hurt him. Neither with your hands, nor with your words, and never with your actions either.

You treat him with care, but you never belittle him either.

"Jungkook?" You ask suddenly, while Baron holds Haru in his arms on TV.

"Hm?" He wonders, watching the scene unfold on the screen in front of him, while you play with the sleeve of his shirt.

"I wanna go out with you." You say, and he looks down at where you're laying on his chest.

"Right now? It's-" He looks at the clock in his kitchenette. "-2 in the morning-"

"No, like, I wanna be together with you." You say. "In a relationship. Kiss and fuck you. Be all lovey-dovey with you." You try and clarify, and his eyes widen.

"...why?" He asks, unsure, and you shrug.

"Cause I like you. And you seem to be pretty cool with me too, so why not?" You wonder, and he's got to think about those words for a moment.

Why not?

There's nothing speaking against it. He does actually like you, feels oddly comfortable with you close like this- he can see himself possibly happier than he's ever been with you at his side. The only problem would be, that he's scared.

Not scared of you- but scared of what he might do to you.

He's known for lashing out when feeling threatened- not physically, but with words. He always holds people at an arm's length, never lets them close enough, always makes sure he can push them away without ending up hurt if he needs to. It's cruel, but it's how he was raised. How he grew up.

'Never get attached to people'.

And yet, when he looks at you like this, with eyes that show no threat whatsoever, he can't help but want to make an exception for you. So he nods.

Agrees.

And as you sit up on his legs, and hold his cheeks in your palms with the biggest grin on your face, he knows he's done the right thing.

Because your lips on his feel just as sweet as your cherry flavored Chapstick tastes.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook imagine #bts jungkook x reader #bts jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook imagine #bts jeon jungkook x reader #bts jeon jungkook imagine

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pannacatto · 2 years

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ATE ANNNN :DD just saw ur blog and went "wow they're really good at drawing and wOW THEY'RE ALSO AN ART STUDENT IN THE PH" iloveurtahofanartofriddle<33 taho is also my favourite snacc tihi~

btww whos ur favourite twst boi and ur favourite dorm :DD do you also play obey me-

OMG HI 💖💖💖 I just want to say that this ask very much made my day! Thank you very much for your kind words and for calling me ate FJOIEFJEW IDK WHY BUT THAT ALSO MADE ME FEEL VERY HAPPY ; v ; )

My favorite boi... man it's hard to choose really but if I were to pick one, my all time favorite would be my lovely prince: Malleus Draconia!

p.s. Taho is my favorite snacc as well! Actually very much miss it! o(TヘTo) and no i'm sorry I don't play obey me (ó u ò ) i'm not very interested in it at the moment!

#asks:#💌kaokotsu #you're very sweet HGNGNGNGNG 😭💖

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hoe4hotchner · 2 years

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*incoherent thoughts only* IM CRYING AND THROWING UP HOLY FUCK!! My boss watched me struggle to push a shopping cart filled to the brim with water bottles AND HE ASKED IF I WANTED ANY HELP WITH IT. I said yes of course

The man kept turning around to see if I was behind him and he wiggled his brows at me. I did it back too tihi.

Also he helped put the water away too holy shit. And before he walked away again he asked if there was anything else he could do. And my answer was just “no” but you could stick your dick in my mouth please and thanks

#hoe4hotchners boss #choke me please mr. bossman #my boss kinda looks like aaron hotchner #discount hotch

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astrowithkaro · 3 years

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Hello. I hope your day is going well. I wanted to comment on your language of birthdays series.

I am requesting the day October 14

Thank you. 💕☺️

Language Of Birthdays: October 14 - Libra

[You can find the rest of the series here; or check out my masterlist]

The Day Of Moderation

Moderation is a recurrent theme in the lives of October 14 people. This is not to say that they’re boring or even conservative people, but that navigating a path between the pitfalls of excessive behavior is indeed a great challenge. When those born on this day stray far from the straight and narrow, they most often court disaster. However, it is through such mistakes that they grow and learn to turn things to their advantage in the future. In a sense, October 14 people are in a bind: they are best suited for a moderate life, but if finely balanced and moderate in all things can deprive themselves of not only failure and emotional lows but also some of the ecstatic highs in life has to offer.

More highly evolved October 14 persons display a great deal of composure and reserve. Taking time in everything they do is extremely important to them and thus they hate to be rushed. Verbal facility is rarely their forte so it may be through the use of visual images, the written word, music or leadership and personal example that they express themselves. The communication of knowledge, critiquing of others’ work and commenting on life in general are important outlets for their highly developed mental side. Those born on this day are less often physically oriented, and their physical nature or talents may lie dormant or at least make little initial impression. Discovering an awakened sexuality, having children, suffering a serious accident or illness or falling in love with a sport can bring these mental individuals down into their bodies in a kind of second incarnation.

October 14 people tend to rule the roost, but rarely in an aggressive or overt way, more often working behind the scenes as the power behind the throne. They are not overly attached to physical objects and material concerns, but their home itself is very important to them, often doubling as a workplace. In their personal life they can be quite content with a monogamous relationship, but must beware of the twin pitfalls of isolation and subservience to a more dominant personality (particularly true to women).

October 14 people are capable of lending great stability to the lives of their family, friends, colleagues and social group. They enjoy being part of the show, the theater of life, but more often function as managers rather than stars.

It is an interesting paradox that though as mentioned above, October 14 people can be somewhat static personalities, the theme of travel so often lingers prominently in their lives. Those born on this day very rarely spend their adult years where they grew up. For the more highly evolved, life’s travels not only signify physical but are symbolic of a freedom of spirit. Because of their stable and balanced traits, too many born on this day tend to be complacent, and stagnate. They must try to keep busy and set themselves high standards and monthly or yearly goals which must be met.

Strengths:

Measured

Reasonable

Composed

Weaknesses:

Overly cautious

Inhibited

Stuck

Advice

Those born this day must beware of all difficulties that can arise from a sedentary or overly static lifestyle. Problems with weight, depression oldie to repressed frustrations of a submerged or subservient personality, and or lack of physical exercise can lead to health problems. October 14 people can make excellent cooks, and even use the kitchen as a perfect theatre for expressing their creativity, as it is suited in its intimacy to their often reserved personality. They must be careful however to observe moderation and not go overboard ok fattening, rich and spicy foods. Daily walks are highly recommend.

Push yourself a bit to produce

Don’t hide all that good stuff away for too long: share with the world at large

Have fun surprising others

Dare to fail

Phew, these take soo long to write tihi. I hope you guys are enjoying the series so far. Keep commenting birthdays (your own, your crush’s, friend’s etc, you can also ask anonymously) and they’re all coming eventually Xx ❤️‍🔥

#astroblr #libra #spirituality #baby witch #witchcraft #psychology #birthday #witchcraft community #air signs #libra women #libra trait #libra zodiac #libra sign #libra horoscope #libra sun #libra tarot reading

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sequence17 · 3 years

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I dont think you're up yet so!!!! reverse fun fact ask for you :D there's this really small place in china (I think?) where there used to be anarchy n no president n its called the kowloon walled city n tihis is what it looked like :D

i did know about that actually !!! my mom wrote a trivia thing about it :D it is very interesting and also that picture is very pretty :00 thank u for the reverse fun fact hehe

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madmadmilk · 5 years

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Okay, baby I want commentary on: a) the jumping on the bed scene from 😍 b) literally anything from take me backstage (it’s my fave tihi) c) ⭐️⭐️ or d) all of the above

a.) Heart Eyes Part 2: when this bitch really jumped on the bed 😱: lmao do u ever just go to furniture stores (coughIKEAcough) and just… wanna roll around on the furniture? it’s so fun to just pretend it’s your own lil space! but uhhh, i really wanted to play with the idea that Tom and the reader don’t actually know anything about each other. The reader likes playing with the elements of surprise/subversion and takes pride in who she has become. so she’ll play around and be comfortable around him. Tom is sh👀k cos he’s never seen her like that before, and that only makes her more attractive to him. they both still had lots to learn! –– also he definitely grabbed her ass ON PURPOSE and like… played it off. 😂 and he 1000000% was NOT expecting her to confess her feelings for him in that moment, and he was truly knocked off his game. 🙊 but it kinda gave him confidence

b.) Take Me Backstage: bruhh, dream come true: ok first of all, i wish i could write something simple and contained like that again..... but yeah. it’s just a simple and sweet fantasy of ya’ll both being famous and into each other. they don’t have time to be quiet about their crush for each other and understand the stress/lust/limited time they have with each other! and ya know, i had to slip in a punchline at the end cos it’s me. don’t mind a little bit of fluff to smut to humor 😋

c.) idk what the stars mean but i’m gonna just plug “Fool’s Gold:” idk about u but i really wanna write a cocky/harsh tom lmao. i want him to be disenchanted and wary–– and i wanna write a “reader” who falls in love easily, has reservations, but still falls in love anyway. it’s literally gonna be a story about The Power of Loving, and Being Loved. probs super angsty, tense, and will hit on all the heart strings 😗 (lemme know if ur interested)

d.) thanks for reading my fics, and like... thinking of them outside of this website or context of tom x reader. it’s really amazing to hear you guys remember lil things about the stuff i wrote, and i hope that they make you a lil happy! i love u guys so so much!!!! (i’ll be coming out with more soon 👀) 💕💕💕

Fanfic Writers: Directors Cut–– ask me about my fics 🤠

#Anonymous #hearteyes #take me backstage #tom holland fic #tom holland imagine #fool's gold

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maokokusei · 5 years

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Thank you so much for answering my sketchbook ask! Sorry if it was confusing! If you want I think it would be cute to see their reaction to their crush noticing them wanting a portrait and said character finds it on their bed or somewhere later by surprise!! ;) It’s up to you though and thanks for the headcanons! Poor Lexaeus needs to be confident!

No, it’s okay! I thank you for the requests, I really need them, as I just recently opened this blog. :)And for Lexaeus…don’t worry, I’ll give him this gift now (as well the rest of the cuties)

Xemnas

─ This man soon noticed that you might have caught his desire for it, but says nothing. He doesn’t want to show you that you’re right;

─ When he retires to his room though, he found an unexpected surprise on his bed that immediately caught his sight;

─ Xemnas slowly approaches towards his bed, and calmly picks up the sheet of paper in his hands: he frozes when he realizes that’s a portrait ofhim. And the draw style looks so…familiar;

─ When he reads that is a present for him by you, he sighs in relief, approaching the sketch close to his chest. He will be lost in his thoughs for some seconds, before quickly hiding the sketch before someone could jump in and see it;

─ The next day, he will act like nothing has happened. He initially will avoid your gaze as much as possible, because he doesn’t want to show you that he really liked your gift.

Xigbar

─ To your misfortune, you’re forced to draw him right now, with him already in pose and a sexy look on his face. He will not accept a “no”;

─ When he sees you smiling at him for absolutely wanting a portray made by you, though, he frozes…

─ “Hey, kiddo, what are you laughing at?!…”

─ There’s an awkward silence between both you, but then, you start to draw him, asking him to return on his pose;

─ Once you finished, he immediately jumps at you, impatient to see the result: but you will stop him, because you had to edit it yet;

─ He will make a snort…but he has no choice;

─ When he retires from his last mission, he will notice that someone has put something on his bed;

─ “Who the FUCK put me this on my bed—!”

─ He will istantly shut himself when he notices that is a piece of paper, and not a simple one: his skecth…finally it’s done;

─ He will be super excited to see it, and will gladly admire it, giving himself compliments for being so handsome.

Xaldin

─ He’s counting on you to draw him well, so you’d better not disappoint his expectations;

─ He’s patient though, and allows you to take your time for that;

─ Meanwhile, when you’re in the middle of drawing him, he will ask himself some questions;

─ “God. What in the world am I doing?”

─ When he sees that you’re smiling because he’s so wanting that portrait, he will blush a little, trying to hide it in every possibly way;

─ Once the portray is “finished”, he will leave without another word…you know, you have still to edit it;

─ He will enter in his room, and istantly notice that something’s on his bed. So he carefully grabs the sheet of paper…

─ You really done it. And only for him;

─ This fact couldn’t not make him happy. He’s so proud of your skills, and for well-finished the sketch…like he was expecting from you.

Vexen

─ He noticed lately that you had become suspicious in front of his behaviour when you’re drawing…and this fact drove him crazy;

─ Vexen doesn’t what to do. What if you will mock him? If you’ll tell everyone that he actually desires a portrait from you?

─ He surely can’t prevent that: now it’s been embarassing only looking at you…!

─ He will think about this too much, and this will become stressful for him for most of the time, unconsciously growing your suspictions;

─ One day, when he finally retires in his room, he sats on his bed. And when he’s about to lay, he notices that something’s under him;

─ “What’s this?…”

─ This guy will immediately act with surprise when he sees that is a portrait of himself. The one who desired so badly to ask you…

─It can’t be real…!

Lexaeus

─ Recently, this guy has the sensation that you might become suspicious…

─ “What to do…?”

─ Even if the idea embarass him, and it become hard to only look at you, he’ll act like nothing has happened. But still, he will try to avoid your gaze as much as possible. He doesn’t want to show you that he’s actually embarassed;

─ When he will arrive to his room, he will notice only after a few minutes that someone has put something on his bed…a sheet of paper;

─ Curious, but at the same time suspicious, he slowly approaches the bed…and he’s really surprised to see that’s a portrait of himself. And he istanly recognize who tihis came from;

─ He will smile a little to himself, holding the paper to his chest. He’s oh so much relieved, but when he realizes that his suspect has been foundend, he will be more embarassed and immediately hide the sketch somewhere;

─ “Oh god!…”

Zexion

─ Timidly, he will let you drawing him, once you told him to assume a certain position for the skecth;

─ Even if after some time his body hurts from staying stable too much, he doesn’t try to tell you if you’re done or not: the fact that he really decided to ask you this make him slightly blush on the first place, once he realized tbat he asked you this;

─ But what is done it’s done, right? Besides, he would be really curios to see how you will portray him;

─ The days after, he hadn’t stop thinking about the other day, if maybe hes has made the right choice…

─ Meanwhile, when he approaches his bed, he notices a piece of paper on it…and his eyes widen istantly;

─ “It’s…wonderful…”

─ Not because the portrait represents himself. He never imagined you improved so much in this weeks…he’s simply surprised, but most importantly, he’s happy;

─ He will immediately come to you to thank you, and gives you slightly compliments (you know, he’s a timid cute guy). It will be difficult for him to hold his happiness.

Saïx

─ He becomes aware that you noticed his desire for a sketch from you…and the idea makes him frustrate;

─ What if you could tell anyone about that?

─ But, on the other hand, he can’t come at you and threaten you about a small thing…it’s the first time he doesn’t know what to do;

─ It will think about that even too much. But, when he arrive at his room, lost in his thoughst, he soon after notices something on his own bed: a paper…

─ It’s with calm that he takes it, his golden eyes blink when he sees that is actually a portrait of himself. He can istantly recognize your design, and the thought that you just make his wish come true, he becomes all flustered, and says nothing;

─ You know, he needs the time to realize what just happened yet.

Axel

─ He actually becomes imbarassed after he asked you if you can make a portrait of himself only for him…but it’s not like he can rewind time, right?

─ What is done it’s done…and he knows you will not dissappoint him with the result, he thinks, while staying stable there for the sketch;

─ He’s a curios (maybe too curios) guy, and wants to see the drawing right after you’re done…but you will stop him, because he obviously needs to wait yet;

─ It’s on a sigh that he gives up on the first try: he doesn’t want to show you how much he has looked for it…it will ridiculize himself. But it’s not like he doesn’t have a crush on you;

─ When he soon approaches his bed and sats on it, he feels like he squashes something. He verifies what’s on his bed, and after finding the sketch out of the blue, he freakes out and immediately checks if he ripped it;

─ But it’s not, somehow. He’s relief about that, especially when he sees himself paintend on that piece of paper…it might seem ridiculous for a Nobody, but actually that piece of paper it’s important for him, and will make sure he will never lose it/squashes it again.

Demyx

─ Honestly, he’s just too impatient and curios to see the result of the sketch, once you finished to portray him. He will not try to hide that…but will start when he sees you laughing at his behaviour, which makes him blush;

─ Now, he’s so embarassed that he doesn’t know what to do;

─ When you tell him that he needs to be patient, he’ll nods calmly without saying nothing, his cheeks still flustered. He doesn’t managed to control his excitement, like usual, and he can’t stop thinking about you seeing you laughing at this…

─ The next few days, after returned from a mission, he jumps on his bed, but notices that something stands by his side. A sketch. His sketch!

─ Surely nothing will ruin his good humor, or at least, not so easily.

Luxord

─ He soon notices that you’re aware of his desire for you to draw a sketch of himself. Initially, the fact doesn’t bother him: but when he sees you smiling, he could feel a sensation of embarassement when he’s around you;

─ Once you finished to portray him, he’ll doesn’t show that he cares that much, even when you tell him that he had to wait;

─ In reality though, he’s really impatient to see the result. He doesn’t want to force you, of course (also becaue like I said, he doesn’t want to show you that he actually cares);

─ When he finds the portray on his bed the next few days, he will examinate it, before realizing what it is: he’s proud of you, but he had to admit it, he’s shy on showing that.

Marluxia

─ Once he finally managed to ask a drawing of himself to you, he’ll try to avoid your gaze as much as possible while waiting your response;

─ When you’re in the middle of portray him though, he’ll begin to act like he doesn’t care at all. He will talk sometimes, to break the awkward silence between the two of you, stating that you shouldn’t misurdenstand the reason why he asked you that, and such;

─ The work is done, finally, but he’ll be patient when you state that you had still to work on that;

─ When he finds it on his bed, at first he will be surprised: it’s when he fully realizes what just happened he will take the sketch in his hands, admiring it with a proud look on his face.

Larxene

─ She will act with vanity once you ask her to assume a certain pose while you’re drawing her and there’s her excuse to look herself handsome in front of you;

─ She realizes meanwhile that you’re laughing, once you realized how much she desires a “simple” sketch made by you;

─ “What are you laughing at? Eh!?”

─ Larxene sometimes doesn’t know what the patience is, but on the other hand, she doesn’t want to insist…or she surely will end in an awkward situation, thing that she absolutely wants to avoid;

─ The time she will find the sketch on her bed, she will be really excited…and she’s sincerely impressed by your work;

─ She barely likes anything, so yeah, you made a good job.

Roxas

─ He will act shy when you tell him to assume a pose for the sketch, especially when he sees you smiling at him; it will end in some awkward hour of silences…

─ When you state that you’re done, he’s excited inside. But oustside he’s prudent, and calmly approaches to you with a blushing face;

─ “W-well… Can I see it?”

─ He istantly will nods when you tell him that you had still some work to do, and allow you to take all the time you need;

─ When Roxas finds the sketch on his bed after a stressful day, his umor will change istantly into surprised…but most importantly, the most little and happy boy ever;

─ He’s sperimenting a happiness that he never felt before, so he needs to get used to this new sensation.

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rosesandmusicsheets · 6 years

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Phan Survey 2018

Ah! Thank you @wheel-of-fish for tagging me :)

Basic info

Name (or what we should call you): Lieyle (leeyell)

Age: 25

Pronouns: she/her

Location: Los Angeles, CA, USA

Discord: Lieyle (rosesandmusicsheets)

Rabb.it: rosesandmusicsheets

FFN: rosesandmusicsheets

AO3: n/a

Deviantart: n/a

Instagram: lgroyo

Shop(s): n/a

Other: n/a

Phan history

1. General phan since: 2005

2. Part of Tumblr phandom since: Jan 2011

3. One-sentence summary of how you got into Phantom: I was on an international flight from the Philippines back to LA in 2005 and the 2004 film was showing on the the movie selection miraculously. (I just want to add, that this was the time BEFORE you could choose what you wanted to watch - you would have a pamphlet tell you what time a certain movie would play, so it was literally luck.)

4. Phantom-related performances attended: Phantom! The Las Vegas Spectacular (March and September 2012), POTO US Tour (June 2015), LND US Tour (April and May 2018)

5. Adaptations you’re familiar with: Leroux Novel, ALW Musical, 2004 film, 1987 animated film, 1990 Charles Dance phantom, Susan Kay, Phantom of the Paradise, Tom Alonso Phantom, Phantom of the Opera on Ice, LND, and Y/K.

6. Other relevant tidbits you’d like to share (collections, costumes, celebrity encounters, etc.): I won the tickets to the US Tour on the radio! I have my beloved Phantom Las Vegas mug at work - it’s my absolute favorite. I also have a LND mug and shirt. I have the music box monkey from LV - also a favorite.

Blog

1. Main blog: rosesandmusicsheets

2. Phantom sideblog, if applicable: n/a

3. Other sideblogs you’d like us to know about: it’s not out yet, but I have a sideblog prepped for my fanfic (which will be out soon I swear) tihys-phanfic

4. Your blog focus/aesthetic, if you have one: varies man, so far it’s been pretty POTO based, but sometimes Sailor Moon or other shows/musicals come up . But I love anything that makes me laugh.

5. Types of fan content you produce, if any: Fanfic heh

6. Types of content you reblog (Phantom or otherwise): all sorts - art, gifs, stream stuff, memes.

7. Do you post or reblog NSFW content? I don’t post and don’t really reblog since I have some followers that are young and non-poto lol. I will leave a big fat like though. And stare a whole bunch

8. Other general interests: Violin, Piano, Video Games, Knitting, Writing

Phan favorites

1. Favorite adaptation(s): Leroux novel, bits of Kay, ALW

2. Favorite character(s): Christine, Erik, the Persian

3. Ship(s) you ship, if any: E/C and Charoga

4. Favorite actor(s): Gina Beck, Elizabeth Southard, Saulo Vasconcelos, Jeremy Stolle, Earl Carpenter, Laird Mackintosh, Gary Mauer, Jonathan Roxmouth, and Jim Weitzer.

5. Other Phantom-related obsessions: haaannds, legs, Phantoms talking normally during curtain call, Erik dialogue in fanfic

Fandom involvement

1. Favorite phan blogs: I don’t like to choose favorites heh but I love you all!

2. Content you’d love to see more of: More Charoga (art or fanfic), we have so much art in general but I will never not ask for more lol, more adaptation streams, I’ve been really loving fanfiction based phanart!

3. Phandom discord server(s) that you frequent: Not in much, but Palais Garnier Hellpit

4. Do you/would you attend phan-hosted streams? If so, what would you like to see streamed? I try to attend them when I can! I would love to see more film adaptations and foreign replica productions!

5. Do you read fanfiction? If so, what kind(s)? Yes - I’ve been loving E/C that are a bit of angst and fluff.Would like to see more Charoga heh

6. Anything else you’d like to add? I just want to thank this lovely community filled with such inspiring talent! I had been away for a while and it was great coming back to see a new wave of young phans :)

#phansurvey2018

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wholesomefandomstuff · 6 years

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Here's a prompt if you want: Dan finds out that Arin is ticklish (not as much as Dan but still ) and decides to get some long lasting revenge? I don't even know.

I’m so sorry this is soooo late!! I’ve had a lot going on and I never saw the prompt in the first place. You can hate me if you want ;-;

The smell of coffee hit the air soon after Dan put in the coffee grounds. He took a moment to let the aesthetic feel of it sink in- the cold day, the coffee, and… Oh, the boyfriend. There he is.

Arin stood in the doorway looking pouty. Dan could tell he’d just woken up, his hair disheveled, and his body frame shaking from the cold of the house. It was obvious he was yearning the warmth of the bed. Especially after Dan heard him say this;

“Come cuddle.”

Dan giggled, turning towards him. “Good morning to you too.” Arin frowned. “Please? It’s so cold.”

“I know it’s cold, that’s why I’m still under a blanket, even though I’m not in bed. Amazing, isn’t it?” Arin squinted at the man, taking a few steps forward, pushing him against the counter. “How dare you use sarcasm against me.”

Dan smiled a toothy grin at him. “Look who’s talking.” Arin huffed and shoved his fingers under Dan’s blanket, reaching under his shirt as well, finding his warm, soft skin, and squeezing it ruthlessly.

Dan snorted and tried to pull Arin’s hands away, but found he couldn’t- Arin’s hands were seemingly stuck under the layers of cloth that Dan thought would protect him.

Now he knows that disagreeing with Arin had consequences.

Dan’s giggling soon morphed to laughter when Arin reached to his ribs. “Haha! Look at you now!” Arin cackled evilly. “Arihihin plehehease! You’re hahands are cohohold!”

“They’d be much warmer right now if you were in bed with me. So whose fault is that?” Dan knew there was no getting away from this one, seeing as how he was trapped between the tickler and the counter.

Unless…

Dan shot his arms to Arin’s sides, kneading softly. Arin’s eyes grew to saucers before jerking back with a gasp. Dan felt the cold fingers leave his skin. He smirked. “No way.”

Arin took a step back, then another one as he fumbled with his words. “Y-you know, I think I’ll just go back to bed-”

“Oh, without me? Didn’t you want me there in the first place?” Dan stepped closer to him now, threateningly and teasingly. “No, that’s okay, you do you, man.” Arin’s words were fast and staccato, scared of what he’d just brought himself into.

“I’d rather do you!” Dan pounced, pushing Arin the couch that was (thankfully) nearby. Arin pulled back on his wrists, but it was no use, Dan’s grip was tighter than a snake’s. “Dan please.”

“Please what?” Dan asked, pretending to be confused. “I don’t understand. A minute ago, you wanted me all over you.” Arin bit his lip. “And now you want me gone? What kind of nonsense is that?”

“Dan..!” Arin whined. He had no other words. His skin’s sensitivity had heightened, and he felt butterflies in his stomach. He didn’t know if he liked this or not.

“What’s wrong, buddy? Ticklish?” Arin smiled nervously. “No!” Dan giggled. “Then this shouldn’t bother you at all.”

Dan took Arin’s wrists in his right hand, and stroked down his side with the other. Arin twitched at the feeling. Once the finger reached his hip, it would slide back up, only to fall to his hip again.

Arin closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the foreign feeling by digging his nails in his palm. It wasn’t working. After a minute of gentle strokes, Dan shifted to wiggling his fingers instead. The reaction changed vastly- Arin started smiling stupidly, and he jerked again, harder this time.

“I thought you said you weren’t ticklish.”

“I’m n-not!”

“You’re not?” Dan asked. “I guess there’s no use trying anymore.” Dan lifted himself from Arin’s legs, but when Arin tried to sit straight, Dan attacked with vigor, wiggling his fingers all over his middle.

Arin shrieked and cackled, reaching for Dan’s hands without luck. “DAHAHAN!” Dan laughed along with him. “What’s wrong, Big Cat?” Dan slowed his fingers and eased up on the pressure- Arin seemed a bit too ticklish there. Arin blushed again at the pet name. “Tihi-tihickles..”

“Oh good, I’m doing it right then.” Dan went on with the one-sided conversation like there wasn’t a giggling mess of a boyfriend under him. “You know, I haven’t actually tickled someone since like, highschool. It’s been a while, since you’re the one always tickling me. I guess you could call this… Revenge.”

“Nohoho, Dan please! I’m sohohorry!” Dan scoffed. “My ass, you’re sorry.” Arin giggled both at the tickling feeling and the tone of Dan’s voice. “Noho, rehe-really!”

“You wanna show me you’re sorry?”

Arin nodded.

“Then suffer.” Dan grabbed the man’s hips and dug to the bones. Arin jumped so hard it almost scared Dan, but the tickling didn’t cease.

“DahahAHAN! STAHAHAP!”

“That’s not how revenge works.”

“DANNY PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

Dan smiled. Arin was… Ticklish. Very ticklish, to be more precise. He never would have guessed. And he must be in a bit of a state, too, since he called him ‘Danny.’ He giggled as he said, “You’re really ticklish, Ar.” Dan let his fingers pause.

“N-not… not any more ticklish than you!” Arin yanked on Dan’s wrist, forcing him to the couch. He yelped and fell on his stomach, the tingling feeling of Arins hands distracting him from his shock of being pinned already.

“Ahaha-Arihihin!”

“Daniel!”

“Stohop it!”

“That’s not how revenge works..” Arin mimicked, pretending to be confused. “Apologize for being mean and tickling me and not cuddling with me!”

“Fihihine, fihine, I’m saha- I’m sohohorry!”

Arin threw his hands off of his boyfriend as if he felt repulsed to be touching him. “You disgust me. I’ll actually forgive you if you come to bed with me, you know.” Arin stood and held out his hand for Dan to take. Dan took the hand with a glare.

Dan’s face was slightly pink, and breathy giggles still were slipping out of his mouth. “Okahay.” Arin pulled him in a hug for a moment before letting him go and heading towards the bedroom.

“I’ll be waiting.” Arin teased, lifting his eyebrows up and down. Dan giggled and blushed redder than he already was. Dan stood there for a second, thankful of his amazing boyfriend.

Oh shit, the coffee.

#egobang #ticklish!danny #ticklish!arin #anonymous #ask #filled prompt #fic

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ithinkilikeit-reactions · 6 years

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oooh a smut 😎 May I ask who it's for? Or a hint? 😋

It’s a Kihyun smut from Monsta X tihi

this was the ask for the smut:

Hey! I'm a new follower, and I'm obsessed with this blog omfg.. could you please write a Dom Kihyun from MX smut?? Omll. It would be awesome to see that 💞 thank you for even just reading this 😂🤘

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benjaminjamestaylor · 4 years

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My Top 10 Albums of 2019

Here we are again: my usual end-of-year ritual of returning to this blog and talking about my favourite albums of the past year. It's more of a self-fulfilling activity than one intended to be widely read, but if you're reading this then... thanks!

At the start of the year, I was sure that my favourite album of 2019 would come from either Vampire Weekend or Tame Impala - the two upcoming releases that seemed destined to be brilliant. For different reasons, neither even made my top five, with the likes of Foals, Bon Iver, James Blake, Solange, Nick Cave, and the Mercury Prize-winning Dave also missing out on the top ten.

Let's get to the ones that made it...

10. Helado Negro - This Is How You Smile

I'll confess to not having heard of Helado Negro before this year, despite this being his sixth full-length album. Real name Roberto Carlos Lange, he grew up the son of Ecuadorian immigrants in South Florida - an upbringing that is inextricable from his sound and lyrics. TIHYS is simply beautiful to listen to; awash with delicate vibraphones and strings, and accented by Lange’s soft, humming vocals. He switches between English and Spanish regularly, and the album flows like a film soundtrack, giving you a glimpse into the life of Hispanics in the American South.

Highlights: ‘Please Won’t Please’, ‘Running’, ‘Pais Nublado’.

9. Big Thief - Two Hands

If you asked me to name my artist of the year, it would be Big Thief and truthfully it’s not even close. Two Hands was the second outstanding record the band released this year (more on the first later) and saw them return to the crunchy indie rock of their earlier work. It’s not often that an album this good is only the second best thing a band produces that year, and in some ways there are greater individual tracks here (’Not’, ‘Forgotten Eyes’) than on their previous album. There might not be a more in-form rock band in the world right now.

Highlights: ‘Not’, ‘Forgotten Eyes’, ‘Two Hands’.

8. Vampire Weekend - Father of the Bride

All the build up to this album suggested it would be an all-time classic. The lead singles were all brilliant, and everyone seemed convinced they would be just the tip of the iceberg. In a way they were right - tracks like ‘Unbearably White’ and ‘Bambina’ combined all the beauty and bite that VW have become known for. But there’s a lot of filler amongst the gold here; it’s 18 tracks, inside of which is hiding a really excellent 10-track album. It’s still one of my favourites of the year, but somewhat frustrating that Koenig and co. got in their way in its structure and release.

Highlights: ‘Harmony Hall’, ‘This Life’, ‘Unbearably White’.

7. Clairo - Immunity

Claire Cottrill, better known as Clairo, has been on the radar of young music fans for a couple of years already; a bedroom YouTube sensation since her 2017 self-release ‘Pretty Girl’ garnered more than 40 million views on the platform. For her debut LP Immunity, she enlisted the help of producer Rostam Batmanglij, formerly of Vampire Weekend. As such, the album features a much more polished, studio sound than the lo-fi pop of her viral videos. But on tracks like opener ‘Alewife’, a brave song detailing Cottrill’s suicide attempt and the friend that thwarted it, the production takes her sound to the next level. The album tails off towards the end, keeping it out of my top five. But there’s no doubt that Clairo has truly arrived as an indie pop star.

Highlights: ‘Alewife’, ‘Bags’, ‘Sofia’.

6. Lana Del Rey - Norman Fucking Rockwell

This one has topped a few lists I’ve seen and while I think that’s a little too generous, there’s no doubt it represents LDR at her absolute peak. Lana’s style hasn’t changed dramatically since she broke through in 2011 with ‘Video Games’. But the significance of her songs’ subject matter and their arrangement certainly has. She has reached a point in her career where she’s confident enough to include the 10 minute-long epic ‘Venice Bitch’ alongside her always-captivating piano ballads. She takes digs at Trump on the opener and title track, before exploring her own mental health and success as an artist on tracks like ‘Mariner’s Apartment Complex’ and ‘The Next Best American Record’. She’s some songwriter, and this is her at her best.

Highlights: ‘Venice Bitch’, ‘Mariner’s Apartment Complex’, ‘The Greatest’.

5. Big Thief - U.F.O.F.

I’ve written about Big Thief’s prolific year earlier in this post, so I’ll try to avoid repeating myself. As good as Two Hands is, U.F.O.F. feels like the band have found their final form. From the moment a minute from the end of opener ‘Contact’ when a scream pierces the soft, folky tune, it’s clear that the band have kept the fine indie rock elements of their sound and blended them with their newer, folk aesthetic. There’s everything you could want from an indie folk album here: acoustic ballads (’Orange’), soft rock gems (’Open Desert’) and upbeat foot-tappers (’Strange’). And on top of these sit Adrianne Lenker’s unique, fluttering vocals and a production that gives the whole record an amazing warmth.

Highlights: ‘Cattails’, ‘Strange’, ‘Jenni’.

4. Sharon Van Etten - Remind Me Tomorrow

SVE has been threatening to release an album like this for years. Her previous album, 2014′s Are We There, was critically acclaimed and featured her finest individual tracks to date. In the five years since, she’s taken a step back from making albums and turned to scoring films instead. She also became a mother. All this has led to an album that fizzes with a sort of production she’s not used before, and a series of emotional, honest songs that paint of picture of a woman in a peaceful moment of her life - having previously experienced much turmoil. It’s an album that relies more on the piano than the guitar, and yet has produced the finest rock anthem of the year in the sublime ‘Seventeen’.

Highlights: ‘Comeback Kid’, ‘Stay’, ‘Seventeen’.

3. Weyes Blood - Titanic Rising

Another female singer-songwriter that has been on the scene for a while but is finally putting all the pieces together. Natalie Mering’s fourth album is undoubtedly her best; a soaring ode to life, death, and the universe. She sings about the stars on ‘Andromeda’, departed friends on the heartbreaking ‘Picture Me Better’, and movies on... ahem... ‘Movies’. It’s an ambitious array of subject matter, but it’s tied together by an echoey, dreamy production that makes listening to it feel like you’re floating in space (or under water, as the cover art suggests). The arrangements are stunning too, with focus given to Mering’s vocal harmonies and competing slide guitars alongside the ever-present synths.

Highlights: ‘Andromeda’, ‘Something to Believe’, ‘Wild Time’.

2. FKA twigs - Magdalene

It’s been an extraordinary year for female singer-songwriters (seven of my top ten fall into this category) and Twigs might be the best of the bunch. It’s been five years since she broke onto the scene with ‘Two Weeks’ and her Mercury Prize-nominated debut album, and in this time she’s released another stellar EP and experienced a high-profile relationship with actor Robert Pattinson. Her style remains much the same, though still utterly unique in the music world, and is still both a joy and a challenge to listen to. On Magdalene, she’s enlisted the help of a host of producers and DJs including Nicolas Jaar and Skrillex to create a record full of electronic beats that dance alongside her breathy, ethereal vocals and delicate piano melodies. The results are, in a word, magnificent.

Highlights: ‘Sad Day’, ‘Mirrored Heart’, ‘Cellophane’.

1. Michael Kiwanuka - KIWANUKA

I had a hard time separating the top two this year, but I’ve gone with KIWANUKA. Michael Kiwanuka was tipped for greatness from day one, when he emerged as a shy folk singer in 2012. His sophomore record, Love & Hate, saw an eye-opening expansion in his sound, and it’s this sound that he’s polished and perfected on his latest effort. Where Love & Hate was sprawling, almost uncontrolled and teeming with ambitious experimentation, KIWANUKA is both expansive and measured. Tracks flow into each other, straddled with newsreel clippings and interludes that inform the wider themes of race and self-purpose. Kiwanuka seems to have realised his position as a successful, black, solo musician, and readily confronts this on songs like ‘Hero’. As an entire record, it’s the closest thing to Marvin Gaye’s What’s Going On I can remember ever hearing, and I can’t give it a bigger compliment than that.

Highlights: ‘Hero’, ‘Final Days’, ‘Solid Ground’.

If you’re interested, you can listen to a playlist of my favourite songs of the year here. See you this time next year...

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chickenfetus · 6 years

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ALL MY EGG (and for the four names: jae, killer kang, minhyuk (whichever one), and santa

deadass i did the 100 questions ask meme for this ask and almost posted it rip

🐰 what is one secret that you’ve never told anyone?

theres literally nothing i dont even know what to say ????

💗 if you could hug anyone, who would it be?

not 2 be delusional but i would give up my world to hug changkyun

🐹 what are some of your favourite Pokémon and why?

glaceon is UP THERE idk why honestly but the sinnoh games were my first and i just??? i was really into ice and snow and shit u know so glaceon... thakn u

another pkmn ill always have is lucario ????? its just so cool?????

🌠 if you were in charge of the world, what would the world look like?

hopefully forgiveness and like???? acknowledging mistakes and learning from those u know jst positive stuff and like?? water. god i love water

👀 what was the most recent vivid dream that you had?

hm okay i think this one was from last night or the night b4??? and like???? idk???? i dont even know how 2 start tbh?

so im like hanging over at this two kid’s im a kid 2 i think place and idk we just talk and shit??? idk whomst the boys were tho

and then we get to a scene where its like??? at a train station???? and i go to the washroom to shit or smth idk thankfully i didnt shit myself irl

then i have to get onto the train which isnt even a train its like a carousel with seats??? and its like on a train track boys this is 2 much and i forgot to get ready my train card thing so the guy (who i was p sure was evil) waited for me to remove it so i got onto the transportation device lmao

and then once im seated i remember i forgot my jacket so i make like hand movements 2 the creep and hes runnig 2 me with my jakcet but the ride’s way too fast so i yell and say ill come back for it even tho im p sure i wasnt going 2

after that i wke up wild

☀️ what do you like the most about your best friend?

i dont have a best friend and all of my friends have their own unique qualities if i went into a rant abt them rn this will b so long

😘 talk about your crush or partner

[minhyuk voice] theres none

💁 if someone was rude to you, would you be rude back?

ya bc im petty but it really depends on the person

🌟 what do you like about yourself? (must choose at least 3 things!)

my personality (the good parts)

my values

my taste in friends (my Big Friends are either geminis or scorpios good)

🐾 what are you scared of most? how will you overcome it?

the dark and bitch isnt gonna turn off her night light any time soon

🎁 what never fails to make you happy?

seeing my favourite happy, listening to the music i like

💙 what annoys you about some people?

i jjust went into a full out rant abt this on the other reply so ill be quiet now

😤 do you get angry easily?

yeahhhhh

🐇 what do you always daydream about?

my faves tbh

🌻 if you could change 3 things about the world what would you change?

bad people , gone.

everybody only sends love and happy things on anon

i just want everyone 2 b nice & friendly wars of any sort dont exist and no one wants anybody dead

🍓 send me 4 names: kiss, befriend, kill or marry?

if u sent jae’s name earlier id have trouble so im glad

kiss: tihis is so fucking embarrassing wtf minhyku (mx) but only on the cheek basically everywhere except the lips or anyplace weird

befriend: brian :-0

kill: jae goodbye loser

marry: sanha we can yell every time we gotta turn the lights off

✈️ what is your dream city and why?

tokyo bc its NICE

☕️ talk about your ideal day

cant read

🌸 are you an introvert, ambivert or extrovert?

i suddenly thought of the word ambivore which made me think of the word vore i wanna delete im a both? mayb idk

💧 when was the last time you cried?

nov 3 bc my heart hurts whenever i see ppl being a bad friend

🎵 name 5 songs you love at the moment

oh worm

all alone - day6

with you - astro

dramarama - mx (even though it isnt out yet lmao)

run - bts (the superior bts song)

hellevator - / (i was rly gonna make this mixed languages but rip)

⚡️ if you had any superpower, what would it be and why?

to fly bc im basic

💛 if you could talk to your younger self, what would you say?

dont do that

💚 who are you jealous of and why?

nobody in general?????????

💎 which one would you rather have more of: intelligence, beauty, kindness, wealth or bravery? why?

intelligence i have 2 live somehow what if my money gets stolen

🙊 what are you ashamed of?

my humor

🌺 which languages do you know? which do you want to learn?

i (barely) know chinese despite having 2 take it all my life legends only

i know english but im bad at that 2 and its my first language once again legends only

i wanna learn japanese and korean

🍀 if you could be any fictional character’s best friend/lover, which fictional character would you be?

the cow from voltron

☁️ talk about your dream universe.

weve already discussed this

💜 which acts of kindness are you going to do today?

oh w-0rm ok so im a regular anon on this persons blog and i wanted to send an ask but never got arnd doing it so im gonna send her one. soon/

🐬 if you could transform into any animal/magical creature, what would you be and why?

let me live my life as a furry and cat

🍄 talk about someone/something you really dislike

are u ready 4 me to b the meanest person yet bc i sure am lets fucking go

so theres this girl. and i know her (unfortunately) and ive known her since like 4 years ago and back then she was already pretty shit tbh

she cried bc she had to sit in between the “weird” and “dirty” girls in our class and she headass cried in front of them and everyone just bc she didnt like the arrangement?? shes called the “dirty” girl disgusting before and has made fun of her in front of everybody its just bad :-/

now. fast forward 3 years and in addition to still being disrespectful and rude, she now vocalizes her weird fantasies for her “oppas”??? some examples:

“when i go watch __ perform im gonna climb onto stage and then my mother and my future husband will fight for me” and she calls those kpop idols weird shit and basically sexualizes them/???? she says the weirdest fucking shit on her ig story and tags them???????

another thing. she went to korea nd took a picture of a complete stranger and posted it on her public ig and called him her “oppa” and said that they had a “fun day together” despite the guy not knowing her at all???? she posted the pic of him??? i still dont get it tbh

she wasnt even being ironic at all??? she calls herself & classmates “autistic” whenever she/others do smth dumb or mess up and its just sososososo fucking wrong

being one of the people to see how shes basically grown from bad to worse is something i dont fucking enjoy and i jsut want to leave my class already lmao

ok but there are times where i do appreciate her because sometimes the class will be rly quiet and the teacher is basically talking 2 themselves but she’ll always respond w/o fail so thats great but its only bc she talks so damn much

i just got a flashback to when she “jokingly” said she wanted to be a trainee for the rest of her life how do i just. god

😣 talk about some things that have been making you depressed/angry/anxious lately

we’ve once again already discussed this

🍪 what did you want to be as a kid, and what do you want to be now?

i wanted to be various things honestly?? ranging from an astronaut to a vet to an editor to an animator to other stuff i get influenced pretty easily so if i watch smth and i think its cool ill want 2 be that i guess?? ive been trying 2 get rid of that habit so now i have no clue what i wanna be

🍰 what are some of your favourite sugary foods?

sweets and chocolate cake

🍑 what are you obsessed with?

drinking water and staying hydrated

making my friends laugh is great 2

💘 what happens to you when you’re stressed?

acne LMAO

😪 what are you sick of?

the usual

🙀 are you an adrenaline seeker?

i love scouting on sif and bandori so yeah

💥 what are some unpopular opinions that you have?

lets not

☔️ would you consider yourself a good person?

to a certain extent

😊 what do you like to do as hobbies?

use my phone???? send nice anons and comment on art/fics

🎤 what’s the last song you hummed or sang by yourself?

none

🐝 what’s your worst trait? how are you planning to improve it?

my tolerance for ppl’s shit is so low

🎨 what do you always doodle when you’re bored?

my ocs

🐻 what’s stopping you from chasing your dreams?

i dont have a dream hence myself

🌷 what’s your mbti personality and why do you think it suits you?

infpt i dont rmb shit but yeah

🐶 send me 3 fictional people and I’ll choose my favourite!

falen i dont rmb what u sent

👑 who are your favourite celebrities and why?

i dont follow any :-o zendaya has had my heart ever since shake it off tho

🐴 opinion on day6?

ur rly gonna do this 2m e?

all alone just started playng this is terrible lets get it

so day6. a band i only found out about in late june (thank u boxy) and before this i only ever listened to bts and mx bc my friends stan them so i thought i was gonna expect boys dancing, the usual.

i clicked i smile and i lost my fucking shit as soon as i saw the instruments because prior to day6 i was a big 5sos fan so this was rly resonating to me tbh and i was just !!! so fukcng excited??? i never intended to even get into day6 honestly??? but after witnessing how good they are and watching about all of the available mvs at that point i was completely in awe so i caved a created a stan twitter for them.

now, this isnt even the most of it. after becoming a fan i realized how much more these 5 boys are. they compose (if im not wrong) and brian writes lyrics for the songs each month because of their everyday6 project and again, im wow-ed because??? the amount of dedication???? they went from releasing 2 title tracks in 2 years to releasing 12 title tracks and 12 bside tracks in a single year. they havent released the december song yet but haviing to work on 2 or more songs in 4 weeks is fucking amazing if you ask me.

theyre really talented and theyre just so versatile (am i using that word correctly) and each month their songs sound different. this project has given them the opportunity to try new things and you can hear the steady improvement in each of their vocals (dowoonie not so much since he barely gets lines, but we all know hes working hard) and if you listen to their debut song - kongchu and compare it to the version they released along with sunrise it just???? the drumming has even changed from the original version nd its so noticeable that whenever i hear kongchu from 2015 i know its the old ver

to add to those, they do vlives every week and although those vlives are always scheduled it still makes my day seeing them and watching them do the usual.

one thing im upset about is that how they barely promote themselves, they rarely get on variety shows (the most is individual schedules) and we, as mydays never really get to know the boys so its harder to fall for them as a whole. i dont know if its jyp or day6′s decision but if this is how they want to be known for - their music only, then so be it. we still have jae’s presence on youtube, music access and asc. thats the most we can get and it makes it difficult for us to learn about the rest but thats okay.

another thing. their concerts are something i always look forward to (even though my interest has died down a bit;) their concerts are just so fun to listen to?? there’ll always be mydays who stream the concert so everyone else can listen to them play and they sound so good live it drives me crazy. mydays are always so hyped and whenever mydays sing along it just gives me goosebumps??? bc theyre so???? good?????

tldr; day6 deserve more, following wise and promotions wise because they work so hard and once this project ends i hope they’ll manage to rest but still remain as a presence that will be known instead of returning to jyp’s dungeon.

🍋 do you consider yourself an emotional person?

there are days where i am more emotional than usual

📚 share 3 books that you love and your favourite quote from them.

this is tiring

😔 what do you always do when you feel sad? does it help?

i sleep and boy it really helps

😌 what thoughts keep you going when you’re sad?

rest

🌍 which country do you live in?

singapore

🐧 describe yourself in 3 words

lame funny swag

🐵 which quotes changed you?

“rocky swag” - park minhyuk, 2017

💭 do you keep a diary?

nope

💫 who inspires you?

brian kang

👻 do you believe in ghosts and why?

yes bc i love losing sleep

🎀 what’s your fashion sense like?

terrible

🎬 what are some of your favourite films?

i watched spiderman homecoming and i have no idea why i didnt see the plot twist coming but its GOOD watch it

🍦 what is one treasured childhood memory?

theres none lads

🐼 if you could meet anyone, who would it be and why?

all my internet buddies but sometimes i dont want to bc im kinda....gross

#softshouyous #asks #if anybody actually read all through all of this.... thank u.#FALEN THAKNK U FOR ASKING I LOVE U

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