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GREEN
#1 of 3 Colors Series.
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Dreamcatcher Fanfiction
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It was cold light blue… 
Really cold and these red mosquitos were everywhere feasting and leaving itchy marks on each arm and leg. It was crippling, it was dark, but at least it was quiet. 
Finally quiet.
It was white.
A sweater or a hoodie would be quite useful right now, but there was no point, right? After all, it all doesn’t matter now, there was nothing to lose or gain anymore. Just take mindless steps… mindless heavy steps with no direction. Grab the gray asphalt underneath. Feel the cold, feel all of it… 
Blink.
It was dark, yet it was bright.
It was white.
All of these blinding lights were everywhere from store signages and street lights. Countless lost red and yellow souls passing by each other, and not caring about one another. After all, people have their own problems to deal with. 
Problems.
If only it were that simple, but it wasn't.
It never did.
Wish it was all monochrome but no, everything was bright, too bright to begin with, too colorful, too complicated, and there was no side ledge to stand on top off to. There was no compelling, pulling, and captivating clear dark blue body of water to drown in.
Not that everything wasn’t already drowning and suffocating.
All there was just darkness, this asphalt underneath, and all of these bright street lamps.
Just breathe.
It’s not that hard. It’s not that hard to just breathe.
Hard to breathe.
“You’re green.” That was what she said before grabbing onto your hand, without asking and pulling you away from these heavy mindless steps. She held tightly as every color blurred out, and each step kept getting lighter.
Run.
Her hand was soft, but she was gripping tightly and she was shaking as if… you looked at her. She was purple.
It was fast and blurry. All these colors mixed up and there was no clear path and all you could focus on was her. Her color oozed with purples and violets. Her blonde hair. That black sweater and gray skirt. And run to god knows where she would take you.
“What are you thinking about?” She yelled, still running.
“I don’t know…
Like maybe why are we running?
Who are you?
What are we even doing?
Aren’t you running out of breath?”
“Hey calm down, Green. Geez, you have too many questions.” She didn’t answer any of them.
“Are we lost?!” You yelled back.
You could just stop and let go of her hand but you didn’t. Why because for some reason…
“It’s okay, Green.” Once again her answer didn’t answer the question, but her words, felt like they meant something else.
Like it was okay to be lost.
“Why are you calling me Green?”
“Breathe.” She stopped. You both stopped.
“What’s that expression on your face?” She added.
“How about you? What are you so afraid of?”
Once again, she didn’t answer… She just looked at you while she caught her breath.
“You can see it, right?”
“I don't know what you are talking about.”
“The colors. Tell me what color I am?”
“You’re purple or violet… I don’t know, I don’t care. What does it even mean?”
She just laughed, loudly until it was all you could hear, breaking the whites, mixing in the dark.
“Can you just talk to me like a normal person!?” You shouted and she just looked surprised. She pouted but she didn’t say anything.
“Look, I’m sorry for yelling. I just, can’t deal with this right now. I don't have time for this.” You tried to walk away but her next words stopped you.
She was really pushy.
“I'm not normal, Green.” She laughed.
“You’re silly, you know.” She squatted looking at your toes, at your shoeless feet.
“It's just that sometimes or most of the time, I get into these moods. I say what I want. I do what I want. You’re right… I’m purple. You’re funny, you don't know the difference between purples and violets.” She pointed at your feet happily.
“Your toes are dirty, aren’t they cold? Don’t go running without shoes or a flip-flop. I like violet more than purple, so I appreciate that you thought I was a violet.”
She says one different thing after another.
“You’re weird.” You sighed out of frustration as you grew aware of what she pointed out, yes your feet were cold.
“It’s my first time seeing your shade of green,” she muttered.
“Usually, I would see it in restaurants or children who don’t like their veggies. Did you eat something weird? But you’re different, it’s as if you’re disgusted by yourself.” She looked at you intently, studying your expression or rather studying your expression and peeking into your soul.
“That’s none of your business scaredy fox.” You reached inside your pocket and took out the single stick of cigarette left in there and a lighter.
“Hey, don’t smoke, Green.” She jumped up while simultaneously snatching the stick slipped in between your fingers, and threw it away. “It’s bad for you.”
“What’s your problem?!” You shouted at her and she just smiled.
“How about you? What’s your problem?” She retorted sternly as if she really believed that snatching that cigarette was the right thing to do. You just sighed in defeat. 
She had this commanding and carefree aura or in other words she was weird and she just didn’t care.
“Come on, just calm down and enjoy this view,” She tapped your shoulders before turning to look around. What view? All of it was just empty dark streets lit by white street lights, colorful street signage of 24-hour establishments, and the occasional passing of cars, and red and yellow souls.
“You’re weird,” you commented and she just smiled back at you.
“Keep telling me that, Green. It’s better to be weird than be normal, that sucks.”
“Stop calling me, Green. I don’t know what it means and I have a name,” you retorted while you stared at her. Now that you have a chance, you realize how beautiful this girl was… She looked like an idol, and the street lights weren’t blinding for once, they just illuminated this girl enough to show her violet self.
“So go ahead and tell me your name,” She challenged as she turned back and made eye contact.
“I don’t want to.”
She pouted, “Come on, I’ll tell you mine so tell me yours.”
“Why should I, you’ll keep calling me green anyways, Violet.”
“Haha, maybe I should dye my hair violet soon. Sure, that’s fine, let's just talk like this. Do you wanna walk? Or do you wanna sit?”
You laughed as you took a sit on the sidewalk underneath one of those white street lights.
“You made me run and then you’ll make me walk, don’t forget that I’m barefooted, Violet.” She laughed before sitting beside you.
“Here let me even out things,” She said before she removed her shoes and socks, and then threw them away.
“That’s not what I mean,” You said in a tone of frustration, “and that doesn’t even out things since we’re sitting.”
“Come on now, it’s better this way. Now go talk your heart out, Green.” She looked at you. Those eyes of hers, expecting something to come out of your mouth—the story of your shade of green.
She was really pushy(2).
“You go first, then I will go.” You smirked at her and she just pouted before breaking eye contact and looking at the sky.
“How about we play a game, Green? Let’s take turns, I’ll answer your question and then you answer mine. So that it’s fair, right?” She smiled in between her sentences.
“Sure, I’ll go first,” you quickly said and she just side-eyed in response before nodding and looking up again to the sky—that dark empty sky.
“What does Green, Purple, or Violet mean? Colors, what do colors mean?” You asked her. You could always see them everywhere but didn't really know what they meant. What do they mean? How could she even tell you could see them?
She snickered at your question, “You can see them but don’t know what they mean? You’re funny and weird.”
“I’m the one who is asking here, Miss.”
“Yes, yes, I’ll answer,” she said as she gestured as if she was grabbing something in the sky above her, “Green means disgust, and Purple is fear. Violet is still fear, but I guess for me, it is sadness mixed with little bits of anger. You know what’s funny, violet is made with more blue than red, and purple is just more red than blue. They, Purple and Violet are basically the same thing but they mean differently.”
Her explanation had raised questions. What she said wasn't clear honestly, but you just listened intently.
Her words… were just like she was yapping about something but they held meaning. 
“So if red is anger, and blue is sadness. Then Purple, do they root from anger and sadness? Does that mean you’re overwhelmed by anger but were slapped with the reality and blueness of not being able to do anything with that fear? Hence, maybe that’s why you’re afraid. What does Violet even mean then, when you’re too sad but also a little bit angry?” She lowered her fist and looked at it intently before opening it. 
She grabbed nothing out of the vast dark sky but there was something.
“You’re being unfair, you already asked three questions you know,” you smiled unknowingly as you watched her. “Anyways, I think you’re right though. There is nothing to be afraid of if you are happy.”
“Yellow?” She cut.
“Yes, yellow maybe as you said. Hence, fear is rooted in sadness, but sadness is just not enough. Maybe that’s why we need anger to experience fear. Sadness from the helplessness and anger from the hopelessness. Which do you prefer though? Violet or Purple?”
Once again, she looked at you straight in the eyes and something way beyond your eyes.
Perhaps the colors? Or maybe your soul?
“I prefer Violet, I already said that to you earlier. I think I’m violet… I wish I could be Violet, Green. What do you think? What am I?”
“Okay, Violet, I guess you’re too sad then, but I think you’re more purple. But I’ll keep calling you Violet 'cause violets are nice.” You smiled at her.
“Why?” She asked quickly.
“Because violet. Suppose you become more than just a violet. Let’s say super? Ultra?” 
She smiled. 
“Ultra-violet is all the colors at full brightness,” you joked.
“Haha, Ultra-violet? That’s so weird!” She exclaimed as she stood before once again looking up in the sky.
“Look who's talking, calling someone else weird,” you teased back. 
“Just ask your question, don’t forget about it.”
“I don’t know, I’ll ask later, Green. I’ll reserve my question for later.”
“Green? I don’t think green means disgust, but rather disappointment. Yellow is Happiness?  Green is made with blue and yellow, and all I can think about with that combination is disappointment. I don’t think you’re wrong though, Green might as well be disgust.”
“Why?” She asked and stood up beside her.
“Because I hate, myself.
Because I’m disgusted by myself.”
“That’s why you’re green.” She commented almost too quickly. “Why are you disgusted by yourself?”
“Hold your horses, it’s my turn to ask.” She smiled in acknowledgment.
“What are you so afraid of?”
And for the first time tonight, she didn’t look goofy, and she wasn’t smiling without any care in the world. There was violet, there was purple in her eyes. You suddenly remembered her shaking hands earlier, so you instinctively held her hands.
There were shaking. 
She held your hand tightly and said,
“I’m afraid of dying.”
“Why?”
She smiled, “Hold your horses, it’s my turn to ask a question.”
“Touche, Violet.”
You tried to let go of her hand but she intertwined hers with yours instead.
“Answer my why first.”
“I started to believe, that’s all.” 
“And?”
“I started to loathe, and I started losing love for myself.”
“What was it that made you believe? What do you believe in?” She asked continuously. Now the game was getting more interesting.
You smirked, “My turn to ask a question.”
“Aish, go ahead.”
“Why are you afraid of dying?”
She laughed and smiled again, and for some reason, it looked and sounded forced—there was sorrow behind her smile and laugh.
“That’s simple, because I’ll die,” she stated nonchalantly as if it was the most obvious thing to say. Does she have some kind of illness? A terminally ill patient? She looked rather healthy honestly.
“Come on now, everyone will die sooner or later.”
“Yup, you’re right.”
That was when you saw, something unforgettable that would haunt you forever—may that be in a bad way or a good way. 
It was her smile.
Different from the one she did before, it was the brightest. It wasn’t white or yellow, but rather was violet. It was something beyond beauty. And it wasn’t because of how the sides of her lips or the way her cheeks puffed or the way her eyes smiled along with her lips.
But it was the genuineness of it.
Her smile was filled with sorrow. 
Her smile harbored acceptance for something beyond what you knew about her.
Her smile hinted reds of regret.
Her smile was not just blue.
It was violet.
“Ul—” 
“I’ll die tomorrow, Green,” she cut as she let go of your hand and took a few steps forward.
You could no longer see her smile, or if she was still smiling even. You stare at her back while trying to process what she just said.
Her die? Tomorrow?
That ridiculous.
“Come on don’t joke around, you’re not terminally ill, are you?” You asked worriedly but she laughed once again...
“Is that a question? You're funny, I'm not sick or ill.”
If not that then…
“Are you gonna kill yourself?” she looked back, her smile wasn't there anymore.
“It’s not your turn to ask a que—”
“Forget about the stupid game! Answer the fucking question! Are you gonna kill yourself or not?” 
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill myself,” She answered rather quickly and surely.
“Don’t ever kill yourself,” you said sternly, and she responded by holding out her pinky finger.
“I won’t kill myself, I promise.” She wiggled her finger, tempting you to take it. You took it, and she locked on it before playfully pressing her thumb onto yours.
“Why do you even care?” She teased as she broke the lock between your pinky fingers and quickly intertwined her hands instead, “You have to answer two questions in a row now, you took two turns earlier. I won’t let go of you until you do.”
You held her hand tightly.
“My best friend killed herself.” You almost choked out of your words. 
“That’s why, so don’t kill yourself, and don’t ever kill yourself. 
I don’t ever want someone I know to kill themselves again,  because I’ll actually start to believe it, and maybe, I might just end up going after them...”
“What exactly is it?”
“That's your second question,” you said as you smiled at her.
“Yes it is, but this time you don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable.” 
She smiled back.
“Because everyone blames me for her death, and today, I visited her grave for the first time. I went away. I wasn't there for her funeral after all so I visited and I couldn't do so for the longest time… because I was afraid. I thought I didn't deserve to visit her until I… I was finally able to make our wish come true but—”
You bit your lip, as you felt all of it, the memories, the emotions, and the trauma weigh down on your shoulders.
“but when I came to her grave… her Mom was there, and she… she said that…
I didn't change.
I was still the same monster who drove her daughter to kill herself.
I… they all said it before. That it was because of me.
And now I'm starting to believe it.
So you're right…
I’m green.
I’m disgusted by who I am.”
Tears started flowing. Words were said. Everything came gushing out. All of those that were heavy were released.
You just wept and cried.
*SLAP
“Hey, it’s not your fault.” 
As the pain registered, it went silent—it went monochrome. 
There were only her eyes and her mouth saying the words. 
“It’s not your fault,” she repeated.
“I —I kn—know,” you struggled.
“It's not your fault,” once again as she caressed the cheek she slapped.
“I know and I tried, but—”
“Whatever it is, whatever you did. It’s not your fault.” she cut.
“But! Sometimes or most of the time, there are voices in my head saying how it's my fault that she had died. That I was the one who,” you bit your lip, “That they are right.”
“And I! Most of the time, I tell myself that they are not wrong for saying that.
So I… yes…  I hate myself. 
I am utterly disgusted by my own being.”
Green.
She pulled you into a hug and for one last time she said, “It’s not your fault.”
“So where did you lose your shoes?” she asked jokingly and you just bursted out laughing while tears flew down your cheeks. 
“You are taking advantage of this, are you? That is your third question.”
She giggled.
“Come on, tell me about it.”
“You know,  we probably look weird like this. Hugging in the middle of the streets and crying and laughing.”
“Do you want me to let go?”
Honestly no… 
There was this kind of comfort and discomfort being engulfed by her arms. 
Why would you let a complete stranger hug you like this? 
A complete stranger saying the words you wanted to hear the most? 
“Haha, I forgot about it…  my shoes. I just ran and later realized that I didn't have one.” 
“Here, I’ll give you this instead.” She broke the hug to reach for something from her pockets and took out a violet pen. 
“Always keep this with you and don’t ever lose it.”
“What's this? A kid toy pen? It doesn’t even work.” You tried it on your hand but the pen didn't have any ink. 
“Haha, it's my treasure so take care of it.”
“I will.” You kept it inside your pocket, replacing the cigarette from before.
“So tell me? What do we do now?” You asked her.
She took a few steps, before looking back.
“What else? We keep playing the game, Green.” She said as she held out her hand. 
“Come, walk me home?”
You took it.
“Where are we even? Do you even know from all that running?” She took her steps and you followed her.
“Of course, are you not from around here?”
Once again, upon these empty streets illuminated only by white street lights, you two walked barefooted as if it was the most normal thing ever, grabbing the cold pavement while relishing the strange comfort of each other’s company. 
“No, my best friend's parents decided they were going to bury her here, in their hometown so I came here to visit, but I can just look at my phone—” you patted your pockets to look for your phone only to find out that.
“I don’t have it!” you said surprised upon the realization of this predicament.
“I lost my phone,” you said to her but she just shrugged.
“Can I borrow yours?” 
“I don’t have one,” she replied as she noticed the worried look you had.
“Maybe it's in the graveyard? Do you wanna come and get it?” She asked.
“No way! It's too late and there's no way I’m going to a graveyard this late. Aish, we don't even know what time exactly it is.”
She just laughed and you just sighed in defeat. Of course, you at least knew how you got to the graveyard from your accommodation, and how to get out of town, but you had been wondering without any care for some ample time, the running and now walking with this violet stranger girl seemed to have led you to someplace you had no idea about. Of course, this also means you didn't know how to get to the place you were residing at.  You just know too little about this town and it was harder in the dark.
“Scaredy Cat, it's not that scary.”
She knows where things are, maybe you could ask her. You sighed in defeat. 
“Let's just go, I will walk you home, and just give me directions to my shared house and then I hope I can figure the way.”
The walk by itself was uneventful, after all that happened and the things that you two shared about each other, the silence was a breath of fresh air. Her silence was odd, but everything was honestly odd about her so... 
The girl you call Violet just has too many questions surrounding her. 
She was a mystery.
A single-colored mystery
“What were you even doing out this late at night?” You looked at her hand, the one you were still holding.
“Hmm,” she pointed at her temple, “I was taking a walk?”
She joked and you bumped at her playfully.
“I wanted to feel the air.
I wanted to see the stars. 
I wanted to see those white streetlights, 
those colorful store signage, 
those lost souls colored uniquely on their own. 
I wanted to see the town.
Many more.” She smiled but her tone was filled with blues, yellows, and a new color, you had seen for the first time, orange.
What is orange?
“You’re being weird again, Violet.” you didn’t what to say so you just said the first sorry banter you thought of.
“But hey, I got to meet you, Green.” She looked at you, smiled and it was yellow.
You blushed…
She was strange.
She was weird.
But she had a smile that could not be described by just the words beautiful, pretty, or attractive.
Her smile was colorful.
“I don’t know, I think I was unlucky that I met you,” she punched you and pouted cutely. “Haha, I’m just kidding, I’m glad you found me.”
Yes, the word was found.
She found you.
“I can’t even imagine what could have happened to me if you didn’t do what you did.” You smiled.
“So thank you, Violet.”
Her eyes widened in shock, and her cheeks turned rosy. Is she blushing?
“Oh shush, don’t mention it.” She smacked your shoulders. She’s shy?! This girl…
“You looked green.” That was maybe her own way of saying You look like you needed help.
“We’re here.” You weren’t really paying attention and you just followed her so you didn't notice until you looked around to find out you two stopped in front of a massive gate, and from afar, you could an even more enormous mansion fitting the massive gate.
On the gate, you noticed circular geometric patterns, but you didn’t think much of them.
“This is your house?” you asked her and she just nodded.
“This is my family’s. My sisters and I live here,” she explained and you nodded in response. You also told her the name of your accommodation and asked for directions but she just…  shrugged… 
You couldn't believe it… there was no way.
You would have no choice but to sleep in the streets. 
“You could stay here if you want?” she offered. 
“I don’t th—”
“Lee Gahyeon!” a voice cut came from the other side of the gate before you could finish. From afar, you saw a figure of a woman. She was walking towards the two of you. 
“Lee Gahyeon?”
“That’s my name, Green.”
When the figure was finally in sight it revealed an elegant woman wearing a pure white night 
gown. Red lips, sharp nose, and lazy hazy eyes of a predator. 
“That’s my sister, Kim Minji,” Gahyeon whispered as the said woman opened the massive gate of the mansion.
She was gray.
“Your sister looks really attractive, Vio—” she elbowed you and you just giggled. Kim? They are sisters, right? 
“Where have you been?” she asked her before looking at you up and down. “And who is this gentleman?” 
A strict mom? Wait, she’s her sister. 
“I just took a night stroll, we took a night stroll,” she answered as she hugged your arm. 
“He’s my boyfriend,” she added, which made your eyes widen. 
“I see… A stroll, without shoes. A boyfriend without shoes,” She pointed out. The older sister stared at you as if she was waiting for you to say something. 
“Hi—hi! O—older Sister, I’m,” you stuttered as you introduced yourself. You held out your hand for a handshake but the older woman ignored it and turned around. 
“Come Gahyeon, it's late. We should rest, everyone has already retreated to their rooms.” The older gestured for the younger to come. 
“JiU-unnie wait. ” This halted the older and looked back. “Can he stay? He has nowhere to go right now and it's too late.”
“We don't have any guest rooms ready so just show him to Father’s bedroom. Let him borrow his clothes and… shoes.” Minji continued walking towards the manor while Gahyeon dragged you.
“Violet, is this okay?”
“Yup don’t worry, if she says it's fine then it's fine. JiU is the oldest amongst us 7 and she's the leader so what she says goes, and besides, it's the least she could do.” you sighed in defeat.
“The least she could do?”
“Yes! I mean her youngest sister brought home a man for the first time, the least she could do is to make him feel at home and give him some shoes.” she pointed at your toes before dragging you to go inside the mansion.
What’s with them and toes… and shoes…
The place was quite big so it took a while to even go to the front door of the mansion. It made you wonder, where did the older woman walking a few meters in front of you and Gahyeon. You saw a gazebo near the gate so maybe that was wear Minji was hanging out while she was waiting for Gahyeon? Alone, that late at night?
Along the way, you saw a vast green field lit by post lamps, well-kept plants and flowerbeds, and a few marble angel statues holding some sort of ornament with patterns similar to the ones on the gate. It was creepy looking at them so you tried to ignore them up until you arrived at the front door. Although, it was hard not to notice as even the front door had them engraved.
“Violet, what are those?” you pointed at the door.
“Those are dreamcatchers, you’ll see them everywhere,” Minji explained instead of Gahyeon.  
“They are all valuable so don’t touch them,” Gahyeon added before guiding you inside the mansion. 
The word magnificent wasn't enough to describe it. If only there were a word for something terrifying yet grandiose. It was only the entrance, where you were greeted by a massive grand oval staircase solely lit by a crystal chandelier. Angels on both the left and right ends of the staircase, each holding their own dreamcatcher. 
The light from the chandelier was not enough to illuminate the whole place, but it was enough for you to see the place with the sunroof helping with a little bit of illumination from the moon.
Minji was right, they were everywhere from the patterns of the stair railings, to many of them hanging in the ceiling, railings, and walls. Even the crystals of the chandelier looked like individual dreamcatchers on their own. 
The open space was big enough to be a function hall. At the end of it, there was a hall with what seemed to be full rooms. Similar to the one in the middle, the left and right way had a hall passage leading to parts of the mansion that you haven’t seen yet.
The place had at least three floors but it seemed like the grand staircase connected only the first and second floors but you could see a third floor from the open space above. As you looked up again, there seemed to be a silhouette looking at the three of you.
“Someone is up there,” you pointed out to the two women.
“Probably one of our sisters,” Gahyeon answered.
“Come on, I’ll take you to Father’s bedroom.” Gahyeon took your hand again and you just followed her.
“Are there elevators in this massive place?” You asked them.
“What’s that?” Gahyeon asked back sincerely as if she had never seen an elevator before.
“Really?” You asked back, but she laughed loudly.
“Gahyeon, please not be too loud,” Minji 
“Of course, I know what an elevator is. We just don’t have one. My father is an old-school grandpa so he didn’t like technology so much,” Gahyeon joked.
Come to think of it, she also didn’t have a cellphone.
Soon Minji headed for her room and you two headed for their Father’s bedroom. You assumed that their father was not in the mansion because they were renting his bedroom away, but you didn’t ask about it because it might be a sensitive topic.
The room was just as you had imagined but it didn’t fail to impress you. It was the master bedroom—a king-size bed, a walk-in closet full of unbranded tailored clothes, shoes, and accessories, a bathroom of its own, and other things that screamed wealth. Gahyeon had let you borrow most of it. It was embarrassing being treated so well, but she firmly assured you it was okay.
When you came out of the bathroom after freshening up, you looked at the balcony,  where you found her watching the night sky. For a moment, you stared at her before she noticed you, smiled at you and gestured for you to join her. You thought to yourself as you walked towards her that she finally looked like the color she wanted to become. Violet.
Maybe more than that.
Ultra-violet.
“I’m your boyfriend?” you teased her as you leaned on the balcony railings. You stared at her while she continued watching the stars and the moon. Beautiful. You thought to yourself. It was picturesque, her glowing under the moonlight.
“Why do you not want to? Is this my first rejection?” She giggled.
“Wow, you’re just gonna turn me into a heartbreaker if I say no?”
Any guy would want to be hers. You were sure of it. You were not even sure if she was serious about the boyfriend thing. It was just an excuse to let her older sister let you inside the mansion. She was kind like that.
“I’m serious, be my boyfriend,” She declared as she slowly inched towards you until she was close… too close.
“Do you love me?” You asked, even though you knew what was the answer.
Her violet turned into pink. Weird.
“Hmm, I find you interesting and I think you’re cute. I like you, but I don’t think I love you yet,” She explained as you backed down a few steps away from her.
“How about you, Green? Do you love me?” She threw the question right back at you.
It feel like you two were playing the game again.
“You’re be—beautiful… You’re re—really nice. Kind. Although you’re kinda odd and weird, I think any man would fall in love with you.” She inched forward, once again in an uncomfortable distance. 
Yellow. 
Was your eye tricking you?
“I would love to be your boyfriend, but I don’t think it’s the right time to do so,” you blurted out nervously. She pouted. She smiled differently—almost bittersweetly.
Also, how could one truly love someone when one only has hate for themselves?
“Aish, what a heartbreaker.” She flicked your forehead before running inside the room.
Now once again, her usual Violet.
“Hey! What was that for?” You chased after, but she ran circles around you, outmaneuvering you using her speed, by throwing throw pillows at you or putting distance between the two of you using the furniture. You didn’t even know what you were going to do once you caught her but you kept chasing.
Up until she stepped into one of the pillows she threw earlier and slipped. Time slowed down, and in that moment, you tried to break her fall or maybe catch her from an impending disaster. You couldn’t catch her. Thankfully, she didn’t hit her head and instead, she fell onto the bed. You sighed in relief when you saw that she wasn’t hurt in any way. But there was something strange. Her cheeks turned rosy. She had let out a strange noise.
“I’m no longer pure,” she whispered… What did she mean by that? 
That was when you realized, you fell into a position where you could only see in dramas or animations, a girl accidentally falling and the boy trying to catch her only to end up in an awkward position.
Maybe, fate was rather playful at that point as you felt your body press onto her. You could feel her soft body on yours, and her face… she was too close. Gahyeon was so close that it was only an inch keeping you two away from kissing. Luckily, it wasn’t that cringe trope where the guy accidentally grabbed the woman’s breast, but luck couldn’t suppress biology as your body reacted embarrassingly. 
“Green, your thing… is pressing against me,” Gahyeon said shyly to which you quickly responded by jumping out of that position.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it! It’s a natural thing!” You reasoned out, but she just laughed as she fixed herself.
“Pervert,” She whispered into your ear before kissing you on the cheek.
“Haha, you’re blushing, Green!” She teased as she walked to the door.
“That’s what you get for rejecting me,” Gahyeon said before leaving you speechless inside that massive room.
What?! 
Why did she do that?!
What’s with her?!
You had so many questions, but you just retreated to the bed. So much happened, and meeting Gahyeon somehow made it bearable and for a moment you forget about all those hardships. 
Gahyeon/Violet was really an oddball.
“Ultra-violet,” you muttered to yourself.
Maybe it was worth trying again at this complicated colorful life. 
Somehow, it not being monochrome was great as before it once had her, and now it has Violet.
Tomorrow would be a great day, you thought to yourself before closing your eyes.
What kind of questions should you ask her tomorrow?
The next day came full of anticipation. The questions still lingered. 
Her kiss. 
Her smile.
Her color.
That brightness. 
They all lingered.
You opened the door of the master room only to be greeted by the warmth of the bright yellow sun. The sunroof filled the mansion with natural light. Light creates the ambiance of the place, as well as the expression of the structure. The wealthy took this to heart. What kind of family do they even have to afford this?
This place wasn’t so creepy after all. The marble statues, and the dreamcatchers. Maybe the dark tense vibe of the night made it creepy. The master room/Gahyeon’s father's room was located on the third floor and the fact that the mansion was vast meant it was a trip to even to the second floor.
You hummed as you walked and tried to reflect on what happened yesterday. You remembered Gahyeon’s pen, you remember putting it inside your pockets. You checked if it was still there, and to your surprise, something else was inside your pocket.
A note that said the following:
“Don’t trust anyone. Don’t keep this note. Swallow it.”
Chills went down your spine. What does this even mean? Is this a prank?
“AHH!” a scream came from below. The first floor. 
Does this mean the note is not a prank? 
What’s happening?
Before you could even think straight, you just did as the note said. You crumpled it and swallowed it whole before heading to the first floor. Suddenly, you remembered something from yesterday.
“I’ll die tomorrow, Green.” 
You completely forgot about what she said. Your steps became heavier, but you found yourself running the flight of stairs.
Hearts were booming. Imagination was going wild. Anxiety kicked in.
It only got worse when you arrived at the grand staircase when you saw something hanging off the chandelier. The steps felt endless. You closed your eyes. You could only wish that your eyes were lying to you.
It’s not real, right?
Open your eyes. Look again.
Her smile.
Her color.
You reached the bottom.
That was when the high came crashing down as you looked at a scene that would haunt you forever. It hit hard before, but it hit harder today. Your hope was quite literally hanging in front of your eyes. It didn’t crash down. It floated, and it would never reach the ground.
That was when the colors faded.
There was so much to ask.
But there was no more chance.
A game played by one person would not be fun at all.
It was your turn after all.
Ask the question.
As your tears flew down your cheeks endlessly, they were crawling slowly from behind, hugging you. A weight on your shoulders. A blow of air right beside your ear whispered. It was a feeling you know of too much already.
Her hugs.
The way she held your hand.
The way her lips curved when she smiled.
Her bright color.
“It’s your turn, Green.” That was her sweet kind voice, but how could it be? How could it be her when she was literally hanging in front of your eyes?
“Violet,” you called her name, “who killed you?”
The game continues.
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This is for a good friend of mine. Thank you for waiting for this after so many months of hiatus.
Not as good as I was and maybe too many errors but here it is.
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where you want to be | jibo x reader
jibo was most voted <3 i apologize about the long wait for a fic... so busy and focusing on mental health 🥲 i'm back but will be a bit slow at uploading at times
warning / smut, threesome, cockwarming, use of some degradation? (cumslut mentioned once only)
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“This is exactly where you want to be.”
Bent over the bed with your head between Bora's legs, Minji slamming her strap in you from behind – it's exactly what you're made for.
But in this position, it makes you feel so humiliated and pathetic. It could be from how much of a desperate girl you look, could be the way you're sucking Bora off while Minji fills you up as if a strap inside your mouth wasn't enough. You don't know but you do know that you don't want to stop.
Two beautiful girls claiming you as theirs was just a fantasy until now.
“Look at you, so pretty like this...” Minji moans, cold hands traveling up your back to the ends of your hair to pull harshly at them.
Your mouth is occupied by Bora's dick, which isn't a real one, but she treats it like it's hers. She flexes her thighs each time you try to take it deeper in your mouth like she can feel your warm tongue working the length.
You want Minji to know that you acknowledge her kind words so you whine around the length, feeling a sore throat catching up to you.
“You're so full of Bora's strap,” it's quite obvious but Minji says it to tease you. It's not like you aren't wet with anything they say anyway. “It feels nice doesn't it?”
“Such a cute girl for us to use.”
Bora adds on while she runs her fingers through your hair, praising you well after a bit of her degradation.
Minji let's out a small hum in agreement with Bora as Minji's hips slowly move against you. Slowing down her pace so you don't cum too quickly, it would be a shame to have you not experience the rest of the fun tonight.
Every part of your body is sensitive and sore and as you get off to sucking Bora off with Minji pounding you, your brain is fogged up with pleasure. Your lips detach from the shorter girl's strap, letting it go with a pop. There's a mix of spit at the corners of your mouth from Bora's spit to lube it up for you and the mess you left.
You breathe hard, small whimpers coming out in intervals because of Minji's continuous attack from behind.
“Did I say you could stop,” Bora grips your chin, fucked out eyes meeting hers. Your face is incredibly flushed but your rosy cheeks are very much visible, she brushes her thumb over them while demanding an answer.
Minji notices and intervenes, “I'd think about your decisions before misbehaving to Bora.”
The taller girl stops moving her strap inside of you but leaving it in you to let you warm it up. It feels embarrassing that she's having you cockwarm it as a 'punishment' because you know she's watching to see if you'd move your body for any type of relief.
As she watches you, you slowly grind your ass against the base of the cock and it doesn't take long for Minji to spank you for it. A hard smack on one cheek that leaves you in an absolute chokehold.
You slip up with a loud but broken 'fuck' and she smacks your ass twice again.
“You love being bad today, don't you?” Minji asks but it's rhetorical. She doesn't want an answer, she doesn't need one. Between her and Bora, they know how much you get off to the thought of them. But, by glancing at Bora, she can see Bora getting off to seeing you being handled like this. It reassures Minji that she's doing something right.
“Minji, Bora... please, please.”
You beg because it's all your mind can process and think about it – Minji, Bora, and needing more.
“We don't care,” Bora mumbles as she bunches your hair up and pulls your head over her strap again, “you're gonna keep going until we tell you to stop, yeah?”
Simple, easy rules that you can take and obey but they aren't easy to follow when you're in a position like this. Your lips quickly capture the tip of Bora's strap again, you had your time to take a break and breathe and their patience was ticking down like a timed bomb.
“We can think about putting that pretty tongue to more use if you're good,” and you nod to that like an obedient puppy.
“You belong to us, princess.”
“Only our cumslut to pass around and fuck.”
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so i’ve been on my atla bs once again, and while rewatching today i got the lovely thought that azula reminded me of a specific kpop idol and spiraled from there. so. here’s my personal list of kpop idols as atla characters!!
these are mostly based on vibes and/or visuals. by no means do i mean to make idols i think are similar to the show’s antagonists out to be bad people!!! i will give an explanation behind my thoughts as well.
also disclaimer, i know next to nothing about boy groups, so please spare me lol
anyways
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seungkwan (seventeen) as aang
- once again, i know nothing about boy groups
- i did however watch the devil’s plan (amazing show by the way, it’s on netflix) and the positive but still very determined vibe seungkwan brought to the show reminded me of aang
- also, this selfie of him reminds me of the one scene with aang in the flower crown
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jihyo (twice/soloist) as katara
- extremely hard workers who trained for years to get to where they are now
- have natural leadership abilities and are total mom friends
- would cuss someone out if they were very annoyed
- thanks to jeongyeon and her water bottles, jihyo is actually a pro waterbender already (jeongyeon is pakku but without the misogyny. the entire pakku/katara fight is just a compilation every single concert encore where jeong and jihyo bicker)
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chan (skz) as sokka
- this honestly just felt right
- every time i see a clip of chan on a live i end up laughing
- i have also heard from stays that skz would collapse without chan and i very much think the same of sokka since he’s the ideas guy
- also aussie sokka lmao
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hyunjin (loossemble) as toph
- competitive level 1000000 (please watch one episode of loossemble assemble and tell me i’m wrong)
- would do something out of spite but is also very protective of friends
- cannot be left alone without causing hazards
- theft (“stealing can be fun” -hyunjin)
- chaos reincarnate when younger, calmer (a bit) when older
- toph would also wear that shirt and pretend she didn’t know what it said even though sokka told her
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heejin (artms/soloist) as suki
- i mostly thought of this because heejin and hyunjin are former loona members and good friends. which would make the scene where suki saves toph from drowning even funnier imo
- but also have you SEEN this woman’s muscles??? i have full confidence that heejin could handle her own in a fight
- every sapphic i know who’s seen atla had a crush on suki growing up and every sapphic loona stan i’ve met (which is most loona stans) has had a crush on heejin
- heejin’s lore in loonaverse is basically being a god and i personally equate that to suki
- also, they’re dorks
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siyeon (dreamcatcher) as azula
- LITERALLY THE REASON I THOUGHT OF THIS POST (specifically vision era hello???) LOOK AT HER
- siyeon is at the scene of the crime like 90% of the time something chaotic happens in dreamcatcher so i can fully imagine her cosplaying azula and running around with sparklers or something
- she’s also very good at looking evil in mvs so i think she could play azula
- that scene in the deja vu music video right before the last chorus when fire shoots up from behind her? she’s literally a firebender
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seonghwa (ateez) as zuko
- i know absolutely NOTHING about ateez aside from a couple of their title tracks but this man looks so much like siyeon i couldn’t resist
- idk i just feel like they’d be good at being the fire disaster siblings
- he also looks like he’d eat up the “the scar is not on the wrong side” line for some reason???
- was probably an angsty teenager at some point
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miyeon (gidle) as ty lee
- nobody can out femme either of these two
- cute extroverts who could also be deadly (like imagine x-file miyeon during boiling rock)
- i feel like ty lee would LOVE doing dance challenges with anyone and everyone
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bibi (soloist) as mai
- i am fully aware that bibi isn’t an idol but i couldn’t resist
- she just gives the mai vibes honestly. you know that trope where the guard asks the character to hand over all of their weapons and just stands there and stares as said character pulls out knives from everywhere? that is both bibi and mai
- bibi is also the queen of every concept so i fully believe she could probably play the entire cast of atla in a chaotic one-woman show
anyways i hope you enjoyed my chaos rambling and i kind of want to do this with other shows so if you liked this please leave me recommendations!
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PICTURE OF THE WEEK - Gahyeon (Dreamcatcher)
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Upgrading the 'polaroid magnet' idea of 2019 for 2023's Xmas card trades, these ones are made from wood and use actual magnets! Luxurious! |D All the poses are also referenced from actual party photos i've taken of other people, to add to the candid vibe lol.
The dreamcatcher is kind of a gag gift (yes the craft project i reffed here) for some friends. Since they don't have the ability to fight their nightmares i have offered to [try and] do it for them XD
Made from: Wooden craft polaroid (plus some backing MDF pieces), magnet, misc decorating items (glitter, wooden shapes, gel pens, paint etc). The dreamcatcher is just a storebought one with laminated paper mes wired to it
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Interlude: Doctor appointment turns into bunny breeding sessions
( Kim Minji X Male Reader)
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You sigh as you look around the waiting room. It has been a couple of minutes now, since the two girls left. About to stand up, you suddenly see one of the doors open.
The woman in the doorframe makes your eyes widen. Who is she?
The Korean woman wears a black jacket and a pair of shorts. The shorts almost make it look like she isn't wearing anything to cover her core at all. Her black choker and leather boots complete the all black outfit. It looks like she is also wearing fishnets, which barely even reach her knees.
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"Ugh! I hate it here."
She slumps down on the chair on your left. Only now you realize she is also wearing a black top.
"How come?"
You decide to talk to her. This isn't an actual waiting room after all, which means she must live here. And that means, she is probably in on all this.
"The doctor is crap."
She doesn't even look at you as she blows a bubble with her gum.
"Which one?"
"The one with the pink hair."
She has her legs and arms crossed, while she sits next to you.
You frown. The two girls you met at the airport had brown and black hair. Whom is she talking about?
"What's your name?"
"Minji. Yours?"
"(Y/n)."
She offers you her fist and you give her a fist bump.
"Is something going on downtown?"
"What?"
You look at her in confusion.
"Is something wrong with your..."
She deliberately looks down at your crotch.
"Why would you ask that?"
"Because the doctors here are specialized in that area."
Minji blows another bubble, letting it pop loudly.
"I see."
It's silent for a couple of moments, before she asks again.
"So? Something going on?"
You ponder if you should tell her. This is still fake. So maybe you will get something out of this. You eye her from the side. Her face looks like that of an angel, although she is currently going for the opposite persona. Her black top is low cut, which means you have no trouble enjoying the view. Because the lower part of her jacket is covering her shorts, it looks like she isn't wearing any pants. Her long, creamy legs are on display.
"I produce too much.... You know?"
You glance at her face as she looks at you.
"I see."
She nods while blowing another bubble.
"And you?"
She shrugs her shoulder.
"I have this kink. Although the doctor says it's an addiction."
She scoffs, before shaking her head.
"What kind?"
You might have sounded a little too curious.
Minji ignores your question as she suddenly looks around.
"Hey, can you make sure no one comes in?"
A little surprised, you nod, before seeing Minji leaving her seat. She walks towards the "counter" before leaning over it. Her jacket rides up as she reaches for something. Her tight black shorts hug her butt perfectly, giving it a perfect shape.
But your eyes are quickly caught by something else. Black ink is decorating her left thigh, right above the back of her knee. The tattoo seems to be made out of three small butterflies.
Once she found it, she turns around, holding up her phone.
"Those idiots took it away from me. They said, I can't stop reading this stuff, but they are just overreacting."
"What kind of stuff?"
You watch Minji walking back to her seat next to you.
"I keep reading fan fiction about me. I'm a rock star, you know?"
"Oh, really?"
"Surprising, right? A sweet girl like me?"
She wiggles her eyebrows mockingly, before turning her phone on.
"And what kind of fan fiction?"
"I found this amazing story on Wattpad least year. The author's name was something with HJK? I dunno. But it was deleted. Luckily, I took a few screenshots."
"And what is it about?"
Minji winks at you.
"It's about how I get my back blown out by the reader."
You don't know how to respond to that. You are glad she keeps talking.
"I'm supposed to have a throat fuck kink, according to the story."
"And is that true?"
You are surprised at how freely she talks about this.
"Well, yeah. I like it. But that's not my favorite thing."
You see her opening her Tumblr account "timetobreedminji". After seeing her username, you are already able to guess, what her favorite thing is. Still you ask her, wanting to hear it from Minji in person.
"And what is your favorite thing?"
The Korean girl looks up from her phone to look at you. Her eyes are big and dark.
"Beeing bred."
Her eyes suddenly become a little darker as if you just triggered something in her.
"The doctors try to convince me, that I'm delusional, but that's not true. Do you know, why my fans call me bunny or rabbit?"
You shake your head. You expected another kind of name for a rock star, but you are in Korea after all.
"Because they all want to breed me."
"Really?"
You don't sound as surprised as you thought you would. Minji nods her head.
"The doctors told me, I'm fertile as hell. Perfect for breeding."
Her phone is lying forgotten on the seat next to her. Glancing at it, you read the title of the post, which she is currently reading. "Doctor's appointment turns into bunny breeding session"
(Author's note: "What the...??")
Minji looks around the room, before sighing heavily.
"Do you know how long it has been, since someone tried to breed me?"
You shake your head.
"About a week ago. I feel so empty."
By now, your dick in your pants is already hard. Forget about Yoohyeon and SuA. You have to fuck Minji first.
"Wait a minute."
She scans you up and down.
"You said your balls are producing too much cum, right?"
You nod your head hesitantly. Minji makes this roleplay stuff feel very real.
"Isn't that great for breeding?"
You should have known this question would come eventually.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the more you cum in me, the higher the chance you breed me properly."
"But I have an appointment soon."
Minji rolls her eyes in annoyance. Her rock star persona shining through.
"I don't give a fuck. Those doctors are dumb anyways. Wouldn't it help us both?"
You think about it for a moment. She is not wrong.
"You would lose some of that cum of yours and I can be your breeding bunny. That's a win-win."
"I don't see the harm in that."
As soon as you agree, Minji straddles your lap.
"Finally I'm gonna get some cum in my belly."
She whispers, before kissing your lips.
You hold onto her thighs to steady her on top of you. Her soft, creamy skin feels smooth underneath your palm.
Minji grinds on you, rubbing her center against your own. She can feel your hard cock in your pants, which makes her even wetter. As she imagines, how you would cum in her, you start to attack the flawless skin on her neck.
You immediately realize, that Minji only has one goal in mind. She already starts to undo your belt. Having sex is just a way to get what she wants. It's just a means to an end. You wonder if that's the role she is playing, or if that's actually her.
You lift your hips as you feel Minji pull off your pants and your underwear in one go.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have time to suck you off."
The Korean girl's breathing becomes faster as she reaches for your cock.
"I just need your cum in me. As soon as possible."
She let's some spit fall out of her mouth and onto your dick. Her hand makes sure that it's all wet. Still a little surprised at her speed, you are only able to watch as she lifts her hips.
"Get them off me. Please."
She sighs, while waiting for you to pull her pants down as well. The black fabric is tighter around her body as you expected. It takes a second to peel her shorts off of her. She isn't wearing panties, only a small stripe of hair decorates her lower region.
"Put it in already."
Her demands turn into whines as she waits for you to act. You guide her hips towards you, while Minji points your cock at her entrance. As she sinks onto you, you feel her snatch taking in your dick. Minji's walls have a tight grip on you as she lowers herself further.
"If I knew you were so big, I would've taken my time with it."
She sighs as you run your hands along the smooth skin of her thighs.
"I wish I could've felt these around my head."
You tease her as you squeeze her thighs slightly.
Minji sighs heavily, already stuffed with half of your cock. She leans forward, pressing her clothed chest into your face. You feel her hard nipples graze your cheeks as Minji takes a fistful of your hair.
"I'm such a needy bunny, I know."
She pushes your head further into her chest, while she slowly starts to ride you. When she Minji sinks down on you fully, her face is on level with yours. When she moves upwards, she presses your head into her chest. You take every opportunity to kiss her skin as you feel her pussy around your cock. You can feel Minji relaxing and contracting her muscles with the rhythm of her movements. She really does try her best to make you cum as fast as possible.
You wonder, how long you can hold out, not wanting to see this end too soon. You reach behind her to take handfuls of her cheeks. Minji moans into your mouth.
"Just use me, until you cum."
Before you can answer, you are faced with her black top again. When Minji sinks back onto your cock, she throws her head back, letting her hair look like a waterfall behind her.
You start to take control of her bounces, making her go a little faster. Much to her enjoyment it seems as Minji releases moan after moan.
"Make me ride your cock, baby."
Her walls squeeze you tighter, her pussy desperate to milk you dry.
"Fuck, Minji I-"
"Yes! Yes! Cum in me!"
She feels your cock twitching inside of her. You squeeze her ass harder, trying to hold on a second longer as you practically pull her onto your cock, before pushing her off again.
"Breed me! Breed this little bunny!"
You feel pain on your scalp. The result of Minji trying to hold onto her own high, wanting to climax when you cum as well.  It makes your head roll back too as you try to ease the pain.
"Give it to me! Breed me!"
"Fuck."
You moan as you finally unload inside of Minji. You hold her down, her pussy sealed around your cock tightly. The young woman shakes slightly on top of you as she feels her orgasm washing over her, while your cum floods her insides.
You open your eyes, when you finally come down from your high. Minji's chin rests on your shoulder as she tries to catch her breath. This was quite short. And yet, really good. It's evident that she has some experience. You feel your cock still inside of her as Minji slowly rolls her hips.
"Do you think you can give me a another load? Just to make sure you are breeding me properly?"
You could have said no. Maybe you even should have, knowing that the other two girls are waiting for you. And yet, you can't help yourself.
You wrap your arms around her, trapping Minji against your body. The two of you stay connected as you stand up. Although Minji is small and light it's still hard not to trip. You carry her to the kitchen counter as you feel her lips on your neck.
"Drown my pussy in cum, baby."
She whispers into your ear as you sit her down on the counter. She unlocks her legs behind you, enabling you to take them into your hands.
Minji lies down, her back pressed against the cold surface. She can feel it underneath her jacket. She is still wearing her boots and fishnets as you put her ankles onto your shoulders. You have a great view of Minji's pussy as you let your hands glide along her legs. Your fingers dance over the dark butterflies on her skin, until they reach her waist.
You see the young woman nodding. Her gaze a mixture of excitement and need.
Slightly pressing down on her belly, you almost pull out completely.
Pushing back inside, you hear her pussy making wet sounds. You push your cum further into Minji as you start to rock her world on top of her own kitchen counter.
"Oh fuck! So much cum!"
She feels your warm cum inside of her as you fuck her hard.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Minji arches her back off the stone surface. You hold onto her thighs, feeling one of her ankles slowly slip off your shoulder. The young Korean seems to interpret your actions differently.
"Yes! Put me in a mating press! Breed me!"
She moans loudly, almost shouting. You pull her further towards you, making her ass leave the surface. Leaning over her, you push Minji's legs towards her body. You start to fold her in half. Her boots reach her head and she holds onto her own ankles. You place your hands on the back of her thighs, one directly on her tattoo.
Her pleading face makes you fuck her harder. Now you are slightly above her, hitting even deeper spots.
"Fuck yes! Push your cum further!"
Minji mewls as you keep pounding her. You feel your muscles slowy getting tired as you use all your strength to push into Minji. She looks so sexy like that. Lying on her back, her ankles in her hands, unable to do anything but take your pounding.
Your thumb grazes over her butterflies. You are not a fan of permanent tattoos on women, but fake ones like these are very sexy. This one is quite small, but seductive. You wonder how Ahin would look wih a tattoo. Maybe on her back? A big one?
You lose your thoughts as Minji's pussy brings you back to reality. It squeezes your cock tightly, trying to drain you again. You feel your orgasm approaching as you fuck Minji into the counter.
"Gonna cum!"
You are surprised she cums so early, you expected her to orgasm with you again. She reaches around her anke with her left hand, covering her mouth with her hand.
Minji's head rocks back and forth along with her body as you drive her towards her orgasm.
"Fuck!"
Her scream is muffled, yet audible. Her body shakes, a little harder than the first time, as Minji cums around your cock again. It makes her pussy tighter, bringing you closer towards the edge as well.
"Fuck, Minji. I'm gonna cum in you."
"Yes!"
Her hand has left her mouth as she nods her head vigorously.
"Fill me up again! Breed my little bunny pussy! Give me baby bunnies!"
Not the usual choice of words, when someone begs you to cum in them, but Minji makes it sound somewhat alluring.
You grip harder onto her thighs as you push her legs further towards her. She is one flexible woman, taking your pounding in this position with ease.
"Fuck!"
You hiss as you unload a second time in Minji's pussy.
"Yes! Fill my womb! Cum in me!"
Her hole holds onto you tightly as you shoot rope after rope of cum into her freshly fucked pussy.
"So warm."
Minji sighs as she feels your cum inside of her. You lean over her, pressing her legs against her torso.
"I hope you stay addicted to this. I would love to breed you again."
Minji chuckles, wrapping her hands around your neck, pulling you closer.
"Wait for me after your appointment. And don't waste too much cum on them. They don't know how to appreciate it."
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