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todomochi-uwu · 4 months

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Who. (4/?) J. Y & S. M

Pairing: Poly! Jeong Yunho x reader x Song Mingi

Genre: Angst, Smut

Warnings: This content is for a mature audience

Synopsis: You can't remember when was the last time you spent time with them, the last "I love you", the last time any of them kissed you.

Other chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5

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Green, blue and red lights light up the entire place, there´s so much noise you can barely hear Chan and Han over the music, and the smoke machines uncomfortably fill your lungs, but none of that is enough to keep your thoughts away from the ones your heart yearns for.

Yeah, the last couple of weeks had been better, you had stopped drowning in your tears and the insomnia that had accompanied you every night for the last weeks seemed to finally abandon your side, but their presence remained there, stuck to your head, leaching off your pain, as if it was determined to not let you forget. Were they okay? Had they moved on? Did they even care?

Your mind kept going back to simpler times, memories of what once had been the strongest relationship you had ever been in.

The bed was a mess, sheets ruffled next to the TV, clothes were scattered everywhere, pillows laid under your knees so you wouldn’t get hurt while you rode Mingi, hips moving up and down without rhythm, desperate to reach that sweet release, but every single time you were close Yunho grabbed your hips firmly stopping your movements.

“You are not allowed to cum baby, not until Mingi does first.” You tried to focus on the man in front of you, blush covering his cheeks, his mouth was barely opened, small moans and groans kept escaping out of his throat, eyes clouded with pleasure, his eyebrows furrowed every time you went down his cock, lips swollen and pink from all the kissing. Mingi was the most sinful image you had ever seen, and you were desperate to make him feel good.

“Please, please, Yunho, please let me cum.” You threw your head back, licking your lips, your knees were cramping, but stopping would be so much worse, “I’ve been a good girl.”

“No, I don’t care how good it feels, you are not allowed to cum.” His fingers traced a path down your body, caressing and massaging your neck, making their way through your breasts pinching your nipples and twisting them, next was your sternum, your stomach, till they finally ended in your core. Two of them framed Mingi’s cock while he was still inside you. “Come on, baby. You can do better than that, you are barely moving.” He took you by the chin with his other hand, straightening your view, “Don’t you want our Princess to feel good?”

Mingi’s eyes were covered in tears, his breathing heavy and his cheeks strawberry red, his hands grabbing your hips helping you move faster, “Please, love, please make me cum.” You couldn’t resist. No matter how much your thighs were crying, no matter how sore you’d be tomorrow, you were determined.

“Good job, baby. You are such a good girl.” Yunho whispered in your ear, while kissing your shoulders, leaving small bite marks on them.

And not so happy times.

Mingi’s phone was going crazy. Texts and calls from the office kept coming up, distracting him from the task he was currently performing. His head was in between your legs, his lips and tongue messily lapping up at your core, fingers hastily going and out of you; and physically he was there with you, mentally you knew he was only thinking about work. Your fiancé was usually so good at making you come with his mouth, but right now you barely even felt good, his tongue was not good enough knowing he wasn’t there with you.

“Mingi, please, they can wait for a little while.” You begged him, caressing his headlocks, trying to bring him back to you.

“Yeah, yeah, let’s just make this quick, I don’t want to piss off Jongho.” He was talking about it as if it was a chore, or another job, that did it for you.

You closed your legs and sat down immediately, pushing him away, “Never mind. Go and take care of whatever it is.” You put on your robe, leaving to go to the bathroom. He didn't even try to stop you.

There, you looked at yourself in the mirror, full-on makeup done, your hair styled and a set of lingerie (you had spent more than an hour trying to figure out how to put it on), you had outdone yourself so one of them would notice you, so one of them would want you like you wanted them, but of course, everything else was more important, more urgent. You felt your relationship hanging by a threat, and they had no clue.

You had been weak a couple of days ago, not being able to sleep, you decided to do something to appease the anxiety that had been running through your veins for hours.

“Hello?” A groggy voice responded from the other side.

You gulped down, already regretting your decision, “Hey, Hongjoong?”

You heard ruffling, and his voice got clearer, “Oh my god Y/n, is that you? Where are you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m okay, don’t worry. Um… listen, um…” You couldn’t bring yourself to ask, too scared of the way he might react.

“You want to know how they are doing, don't you?”

You stayed quiet, the lump in your throat made it impossible for anything to come out.

“Well, it took almost a week for us to know you had left, neither of them said anything until Jongho went to your apartment wanting to know why Mingi wasn’t answering his phone or showing up to work. But the first time I saw them they were a wreck, the house was a complete mess, both of them sleeping in different rooms, Yunho barely came home and Mingi wouldn’t leave it. They looked so sick I almost didn’t recognize them, pale, heavy eyebags, and the smell, ugh the smell.” He chuckled sadly, shaking his head at the thought, “I had never seen them like that.”

“You must hate me.” You whispered tears threatening to slip out of your eyes, but you wouldn’t let them, you were just so tired of that.

“At first, I was confused, I didn’t know what was happening or why, but they explained everything and I couldn’t blame you. I wasn’t happy to see them like that, but I knew you must not have been any better.”

“Yeah.”

…

“So, how’s Chan been?”

You stuttered not knowing what to say.

“Oh Y/n we’ve been friends since middle school, you think I wouldn't know? Hell, I don’t even know how it hasn’t crossed their mind, you always go back to Chan.”

“Nothing’s going on with him.”

“I never said it was.”

You pulled on the thin skin of your lips, tearing it apart, slowly the taste of iron covered your tongue; your heart was beating a thousand miles per second and you ran out of things to say. Hongjoong kept telling you about them, how things had been in their friend group, and everyone’s reactions, it didn’t do much to soothe your fragile muscle, but at least it was something.

“Sooner or later, you’ll have to face them, Y/n.”

“I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

A pair of fingers kept snapping in front of your face, Han called your name repeatedly, “Y/n, Y/n, oh my god Y/n,” Snap, snap, snap, “Jesus, Y/n snap out of it already.”

You shook your head, your eyes focusing on the cherry-checked boy. “I’m sorry, I was thinking about… work.”

His eyes narrowed, looking at you incredulously, “Yeah, sure, whatever you say babe. Chan went to the bar to get us some shots.”

“Great.”

“What's going on with you? An hour ago, you were so excited to go out, and now look at you.”

“It’s nothing Jisung…” He cut you off

“Oh, you can't fool me, Y/n. I know what you are thinking about, who you are thinking about. You need a distraction, something to help you move on.”

“Is not that easy.”

“I know, believe me I know, but maybe a little push will help you.”

“Help as in therapy?”

“Mmm, I was thinking for more like a good fuck.”

Your eyes widened, cheeks burning with shame, “Han, what the fuck?”

“Oh, as if you don’t miss getting dicked down, you went from two dicks to zero in a second, I can’t imagine being that starved.” He giggled taking a sip from his beer.

“I'm not having this conversation with you.” You pushed him away, shaking your head and laughing.

“Right, because you can tell me all about how Yunho’s dick is the biggest you’ve ever had or how Mingi’s head game is so good he almost made you pass out, but this is where you draw the line. Common Y/n, you are not doing anything wrong, you are a gorgeous, single woman, it’s only natural to get back into the game.”

A single woman. You haven’t been one in years. It felt so wrong to think of yourself as one, but it is what it is.

“How about Chan?”

You were taken back, not believing what came out of Jisung’s mouth. “You cannot be serious.”

“Why not? He’s hot, you guys used to do it all the time, it’s not like he’s a stranger.”

“Yeah, back in college, I haven’t looked at Chan in that way in years.”

“You are full of shit. You think I didn't see you back at his apartment? You were practically fucking him with your eyes, he looks good and you know it.”

Your cheeks got impossibly red, making your muscles hurt, “I did not…”

“You did, and that’s okay. Give yourself a chance, love. You never know what might happen.

The thought of actually doing it crossed your mind, could you do it? Could you let yourself into another's arms while someone else was on your mind?

Chan appeared with two handfuls of shot glasses, walking slowly towards your table, “I think I might have overestimated how much we can drink.”

“Oh, this is nothing, remember how much we used to drink back then? I don’t remember half the parties I went to.”

“I’m not sure that’s a good thing. Besides, we are older Hannie, I don’t think we can do it.” You said looking at all the alcohol in front of you.

“We can always try.” He said taking his first shot.

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“Han is your husband.”

“Yes Jeong, you were at our wedding against my will. What about it?” Minho’s eyes stayed firm on the road.

“I just can’t help but wonder how such a pure, innocent and gentle soul ended up with the devil?”

Minho grinned, shaking his head, “I like to think we balance each other out.” The car took a turn, “But I could ask you the same thing, what is the human embodiment of a cupcake doing with Dr Jeong biggest asshole in the neurology department Yunho, and well, Mingi.”

“Well, for one I'm not always an asshole,” Yunho chuckled, “and the rest was pure luck I guess.”

“I think she’d beg to differ.” The cat-eyed doctor looked at him for the first time since the ride started, “What happened anyways?

An uncomfortable silence filled the car, Yunho sighed and let his head rest against the car window.

“I got too much into my head, and so did Mingi. Work was killing me, bills began piling up and I couldn’t do much, so I started working double shifts, taking small jobs here and there. Mingi’s clients needed lots of things at the same time, they lost a case, I don’t know, I guess everything got too hectic too quickly. We would leave early in the morning, I wouldn’t come home for days, and Mingi would arrive late at night. We both were so stressed but couldn’t do anything about it, it bottled up.” His voice was cracking up, barely able to continue, “We just never stopped, we never noticed how badly we were neglecting her until it was too late.” He paused, letting out a sob, “One day, I came home, just a quick stop to take a shower and say hi, the second I stepped foot I knew something was wrong. She had taken all her things; her ring was right on the bed.” He shut his eyes, furrowing his eyebrows, remembering the scene, “My whole world came crashing down, Minho. I have never felt so much pain.”

“Yeah, been there done that.”

“What?” Yunho looked at him confused.

“You aren’t the only one who’s a workaholic.” Minho took a deep breath, “Back in college things between Han and me were not so good, we were always fighting, always so hostile and short with each other. I’ll admit it was mostly my fault, school got worse each day, I was struggling to keep my scholarship, my job at the café, Jisung; competing against you the entire time didn’t help.”

“Hey, man you did that to yourself, I showed up the first day of school and I already had a rival, and I’ll admit I liked the competition until you started being a real asshole to me and till this day I have yet to know why you hate me so much. At first, I thought it was because I’m just a better doctor, but…” He said with humour before Lee cut him off.

“You are not a better doctor than me, you dick.” The older doctor said, “I was taking the piss when we were students, it used to motivate me, but I didn’t hate you because of that, I just didn’t like you, but I don’t hate you.”

“Because…”

Minho gulped, was it his place to say it? “Back then…”

“Back then when Chan and Y/n were a thing?”

He furrowed his eyebrows, confused and shocked, “Wait, you knew about it?”

“Oh, it was obvious, Chan hated us the second he met us, I knew it wasn’t just a coincidence, also your husband tends to spill out his brain when he’s drunk.”

“Yeah, that’s Jisung for you.” He said while shaking his head and smiling, the thought of his drunk husband warmed his heart. “I almost lost him back then. One day, in the middle of a discussion, he told me he was done with my bullshit, he was tired of me taking him for granted and never being there. In the beginning, I thought it was just another argument, and that things would go back to normal in a couple of days, but after a week I knew I was wrong. I felt like an idiot for waiting an entire week, he didn’t want to see me, I tried everything, and even Y/n hated me, it took me months to gain back his trust. There were times when I thought I was just too little, too late, that he would never take me back, and thank god he did, I don’t know what I would have done if he didn’t.”

“Is that why you are helping us?”

“I don’t like you, Yunho, that I’ll admit, but I know you are not a bad guy, neither is the other guy, and I know you love her. I get what’s like to lose yourself and everything you have, in a second.”

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Your hips swayed at the rhythm of the music, you let yourself go and try to forget. You deserve it. Jisung was next to you, dancing drunkenly, giggling and saying a bunch of random stuff you could barely understand. One second you saw him pointing at something behind him and the next one he was gone. You were left alone with Christopher.

“Are you having a good time?” He whispered in your ear, dangerously close to you. When had he gotten so close?

“Yeah, are you?”

“I think I had too many shots.” He giggled. Yeah, he was so drunk.

“Me too.” You laughed along.

You kept dancing next to each other, occasionally getting pushed by the rest of the crown on the dance floor, with every step you came closer, and before you knew it, your chest pressed against his. Slowly move your hips against each other, his hands grabbed your hips, and your head rested against his skin. You didn’t dare look up, you knew what would happen and you didn’t know if you were ready for that, or even if your head was in the right place for that; yet, you still had an itch for it.

And as if Chan was reading your mind, he lifted your chin with his fingers, making you look him straight in the eyes. So many moments and memories flood your mind, blurred scenes of your “relationship” back in college, could you go back to that?

His face came closer, and his lips whispered your name against yours. And once again, you let yourself go.

Everything happened so quickly, that your head could not register what was going on. A hand had grabbed yours, pulling you roughly, making you crash into someone, Chan looked upset and confused. You turned around and saw him, his eyes were furious, you could see his lips moving but didn't understand anything that was coming out of them. Those lips that you had been missing for months, those eyes that appeared in your dreams again and again.

“Yunho?”

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jjsmaybank20 · 4 months

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Celebrity News 2

Jenna Ortega x GN!Reader

Summary: Once again, everyone thinks that you and Jenna broke up. In reality, you just wanted to cause some drama.

Warnings: literally all fluff, and my shitty writing

Word Count: 706

A/N: woooo part 2 cause I couldn't help myself. also, im back from the dead! for a bit. i have midterms right now which are whooping my ass so... wish me luck!

Part 1

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Y/N_Y/L/N: Sadly, after 1 ½ wonderful years, Jenna is not my girlfriend anymore. We are still on good terms, I promise, but I just thought I would let you guys know.

User57: WHAT?! THIS CANT BE REAL

User32: This is not happening. What the actual fuck.

y/n&jenna4life: No i refuse to believe this

arianagrande: I’m so sorry, Y/N/N!

jenniferlawrence_: dude that sucks! Hope you’re doing okay

>Y/N_Y/L/N: i’m okay, thank you for thinking of me

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THIS IS NOT ANOTHER FALSE ALARM: ACTORS JENNA ORTEGA AND Y/N Y/L/N HAVE REPORTEDLY SPLIT

According to an instagram post Y/L/N posted last night, said actor and Wednesday star Jenna Ortega have split. A couple months ago, there was a false alarm in the end of the two’s relationship, caused by a hilarious dispute over a game of Monopoly. Well, this time, it seems that no one will be laughing. Ortega and Y/L/N are scheduled to be on The Late Night Show with Jimmy Fallon tonight, so maybe they will provide some insight as to why the seemingly perfect couple has split.

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“You guys are on in 5!” A stage attendant calls into the dressing room, prompting you to stand up at the same time as Jenna. You grab her hand and bring it to your lips, pressing a chaste kiss to it. She smiles at you, blushing, before squeezing your hand and making her way out of the room. You follow closely after Jenna, excited to talk about your new movie with her.

The introduction music begins to play, and you hear Jimmy Fallon calling out both your name and Jenna’s. Jenna walks out first, waving to the crowd, and you follow behind, buttoning your suit jacket and winking at some of the people in the audience.

As the two of you take a seat, Jimmy jumps right into the interview. He asks you questions about your roles, and just about the film in general. He also asks Jenna some questions about the second season of Wednesday. Finally, he gets to what he had been wanting to ask the most.

“You guys were absolutely amazing in this film, but I have to say. It must have been difficult working together, at least for a little while.” Jenna gives him a confused look, and you fight the smile that is trying to make its way onto your face as best you can. “Why do you say that?” Jenna questions.

Jimmy gives her an odd look, explaining, “Well, because the two of you broke up, right? At least, according to Y/N’s Instagram post.” You still manage to keep a straight face, even when Jenna whips her head around towards you. “What the hell did you do, Y/N Y/L/N?!”

You look around as if you can’t see her before turning back to Jimmy. “You know, sometimes I can still hear her, nagging me as if she were my girlfriend or something.” She finally breaks, letting out all of the laughter that she had been trying to hold in. Jimmy and the rest of the audience laugh with her, but they are clearly confused.

Jenna rolls her eyes at you, ignoring your laughter. She turns to Jimmy to explain. “Ignore this little shit, they think they’re hilarious. So what happened is, Y/N is not my partner anymore.” Jimmy becomes even more confused, exclaiming, “So what is it?!” Jenna holds up her hand, revealing the glittering ring that you had purposed with only a short while ago. “They’re my fiance.”

Jimmy gasps, not expecting this at all. “Oh my god! Congratulations!” You have finally recovered from your amusement, and you thank the man for his kind words. As soon as you fully sit up, Jenna smacks the back of your head. You wrap up the interview, and you and Jenna head home.

As you get ready for bed that night, Jenna turns to you. “You’re a fucking dick, you know that?” You just grin at her, replying, “But you love it. You love me.” Jenna can’t help but smile at you. “Fine. I do love you. So much.” She presses a kiss to your lips before heading into the bathroom. You just stand there in your room smiling. Life couldn’t get much better than this.

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nexility-sims · 3 months

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𝐍𝐎. 𝟐 ❛ 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 ❜ | NAKAWE, EARLY MARCH 1991

❧ 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 / 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 / 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

❛ News about the royal family filled broadcasts throughout the day as cheerful early birds, irreverent talk show hosts, and straight journalists alike seized on recent developments. Nothing was too trivial or unremarkable. With the quiet of death and mourning over, the messy aftermath presented opportunity—for ratings, among other things.

❧ ahhh !!! ngl, i'm very proud of this, and i think that it's an improvement on the last television montage. happy to report that there will be more :^) big grateful shoutout to @madebysimblr for the two hosts i lightly edited and renamed ! also shoutout to tom noguchi’s book for the direct inspiration djdhjf

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

TRANSCRIPT:

morning news

[J] That bird risked everything to put out the fire! Inspiring.

[E] It’s the Morning in Nakawe promise—wholesome coverage to start your day, every day.

[E] Now, as you know, it’s been several weeks since Princess Safya’s tragic death. It looks like her family is finally getting back to normal. We got a glimpse of some beach outings this week.

[E] Safe to say Abelina has quickly stolen hearts nationwide.

[J] Everything we’ve seen suggests she’s a sweetheart.

[E] And there she is enjoying some fun in the sun with her father. I think we’re all excited to see more of this little family—especially with two new members on the way.

[J] First Reyes twins in recent memory!

[J] Princess Leonor also took to the beach in Nakawe, although she spent her time reading instead of swimming. I bet booksellers are going to see that one flying off the shelves this week.

[E] I’ll admit that I already bought my copy! That’s Ogechi Suzu’s 1987 magical realism bestseller Learning to Fly. No spoilers, but it’s about a woman who can suddenly transform into a parrot.

[J] That’s a classic story, isn’t it? What’s Suzu’s take?

[E] A Nakawe city girl has to crisscross all of Uspana to find herself. There’s love and computers. It’s a modern update.

daytime talk

[F] Okay, we’re back! We couldn’t get a Reyes on our little broadcast, so Mencia Cipac’s here to discuss where we are post-Princess Safya. Mencia was a palace correspondent for years, and she published a fabulous book on royal childhood last fall. Today’s person of interest is a big girl now, but—well, is she really?

[F] Safya’s baby. That’s how we know her. Who is she now?

[M] That’s the question. In my book, I thought I had an answer. We’re going to watch a young person invent herself in real time—all while dealing with such extraordinary events. The premature death of a parent. Losing a role that was, by all accounts, her nascent identity.

[F] In public! Publicly.

[M] That’s right. The scrutiny and attention ... We know how hard it is. Going from a little girl to a young woman is always hard. In the public eye, even under normal circumstances, it’s absurd. In our modern history, this turn of events is unprecedented.

[F] To think, we really haven’t even known who she is.

[M] We never really know, but we make great educated guesses. We’ve see her through the prism of her role, particularly this past year. That isn’t unusual for royalty, here or elsewhere. A hard worker. Our queen’s “little shadow.” That just won’t be true anymore. I mean, we know—we’ve guessed—how Queen Beatriz is.

{Audience murmurs}

[M] So, where does that leave her? It is hard to predict. I wonder if she’ll continue to work in a similar fashion—become a loyal worker for the institution like Martin, perhaps.

[F] Oh, I hope not! Can you imagine? How dull! A beautiful girl. She’s so young. She should do something interesting—for me, because I want to see it. Someone get her on the line!

{Audience laughs}

[M] The recent surveys suggest that’s how many Uspanians feel. They sympathize, but they crave newness and excitement. Our public figures let us live vicariously, don’t they? Leonor’s generation is lagging—all children, of course, all off-limits. That means she’s the lighting rod for that collective anticipation.

[F] She was at the beach here in Nakawe the other day. The gossip is some surfers out there were chatting her up. You’ve seen those boys! She deserves the attention but, oh, so do I—!

{Crowd cheers}

[M] The talk has shifted immensely, hasn’t it? We thought there would be a wedding in a year or two, and now it’s all up in the air.

[F] Who cares about that nobody, really? The whole thing was so sweet it made my teeth hurt. Give us someone new. Someones, even.

[M] To people in my profession, the coming weeks are going to be significant. Whether she’s working as we expect or occupied some other way, her public life will be different. Romance is part of that, sure.

[F] A young girl needs it. Us old ones, too. Maybe a self esteem boost will help her out of this funk. It’s depressing, frankly, how bad she looks in those photos we’ve seen lately.

{Audience murmurs}

[F] Hey! She looks great, though! The baby fat is melting away. That mourning diet did wonders, wow. She always looked like her mother—the body, too, you know. Blessing and a curse.

[M] There’s some resemblance to her father, too.

{Audience grumbles}

[F] Jail! Legal won’t let me talk, but: right, ladies?

{Audience murmuring, interspersed clapping}

[F] Anyway, she has his coloring, yes. The darker skin—which, you know, is a shame since her mother had a very pretty complexion. Brighteners? Sunscreen? Maybe we could have a segment on good products. Bring in a dermatologist or two?

{Audience applauds}

evening news

[B] Alright, last update before the hour ends.

[R] That’s right. The Office of the Crown has given a timeline and some details on the transition. First, Princess Safya’s three children will be retaining their titles—that’s “princes” and “princess.”

[B] Courtesy, most likely.

[R] There was no explanation, but our colleagues over at Palace Affairs seem to believe so. Arnaut, meanwhile, is officially the Crown Prince of Uspana, per the same memorandum released today.

[B] That’s a big deal. I mean, we are looking at the future head of state. People my age associate him with, well, velvet and gambling. He’ll lead the nation in time. In your lifetime, if not mine.

[R] Well, Bernardo, the reality is that does concern some.

[B] It remains to be seen whether that’s fair. The coming months are going to be quite the test for him.

[R] You’ll recall better than me that he was tested in the 1970s and still hasn’t recovered—according to this month’s polls, anyway.

[B] Uspanians may not want to give him a chance, but he’ll be addressing the Assembly to formally accept the role all the same.

[R] And we’ll be reporting as it happens later this week. For now, that’s it for us. UBC Nightly News with Inti Rivera starts now.

nightly news

[R] Yesterday afternoon, Crown aides joined the chief medical examiner involved in the investigation of Princess Safya’s death for a press conference. Some reporters’ questions revealed the influence of rumor on what Uspana’s public now wants to know.

[R1] My understanding is that the Crown has not accepted the investigation’s conclusions. Can you confirm?

[A1] Incorrect. The Crown is uninvolved. Dr. Siodina issued a ruling, and the family asked questions strictly as surviving loved ones.

[R2] Did intoxication play a role in what happened?

[S] It isn’t my opinion that it led to her being in the water. It did contribute to the drowning itself.

[R3] Why did she leave the yacht?

[S] That’s a question with a psychological answer rather than a forensic one, I think.

{Reporters murmur}

[R4] Did an altercation with her husband, Lord Rodrigo, occur that night that would have caused her to leave?

[S] Um .... A moment, please.

{Reporters resume murmuring}

[A2] {whispering} Officially, yes, they argued.

[S] There was a disagreement, yes.

[A2] {whispering} No violence.

[S] It was, however, entirely civil.

{Reporters, clamoring}

[R] Following what some are now calling a, quote, “unmitigated disaster,” the Crown announced that it plans to conduct its own formal but unofficial inquiry into the accident as well as the investigation itself. In a twist, sources suggest this plan could have been in the works prior to the conference. This is a developing story.

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irrealisms · 2 years

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if you can live your life without an audience, you should do it.

The Truman Show // MAG188 - Centre of Attention // Twitter: TubboLive // Can't Handle This (Kanye Rant) - Bo Burnham // Wilbur Soot VOD (Oct 17th 2020) - [DreamSMP] Speedy Stream Festival What festival // MAG117 - Testament // Margaret Atwood - The Robber Bride // @elytrians // MAG188 - Centre of Attention // The Truman Show (edit by @parakeet) // Untitled #15 by @that-house // something about a truman show complex, greek heroes, and the illusion of free will. by @yuker // Tom Stoppard - Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead // Bo Burnham - Inside // you're fairly certain there's a curtain somewhere by @irrealisms

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Images 1 and 2: Screenshots of the Truman Show. The Closed Captions read "Let me get you some help, Truman. You're not well."

Image 3: ARCHIVIST: Hm. You want a show so badly? Fine.

Image 4: a twitter poll by @TubboLive. text of the tweet is "What do we do..." Options are "Exile Tommy", with 55.8% of the vote, and "Don't Exile Tommy", with 44.2% of the vote.

Image 5: The truth is, my biggest problem's you/I want to please you/But I want to stay true to myself/I want to give you the night out that you deserve/But I want to say what I think/And not care what you think about it/Part of me loves you/Part of me hates you/Part of me needs you/Part of me fears you/And I don't think that I can handle this right now"

Image 6: WILBUR: You're saying "do it", chat, but you're-- this isn't-- you aren't affected, you just want to see explosions, you guys aren't affected, I understand, I understand, I-- I've been hasty.

Image 7: TIM: All right. I don’t know what you are, I don’t even know if you’re listening. I don’t care. Just, if you’re there, I want you to know that I hate you. I hate you for, for witnessing what’s happened to us.

Image 8: “Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it's all a male fantasy: that you're strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren't catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you're unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.” ― Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride

Image 9: a tumblr post by @elytrians. text: *coughs up blood* how do i look? do i look good? was that hot?

Image 10: She had once counted how many times she could spot a camera watching her during her morning run: thirty-one in ten minutes. At least, it had been back then. Last time she had tried it there were hundreds. They tracked her movements, and made so much noise she could not have ignored them if she tried. It was halfway between the mechanical whir of a focusing lens and the low rattle of mean-spirited laughter. Carmen didn’t go running anymore.

Image 11: The last scene of the Truman Show, edited to add a twitch chat full of PogChamp emotes.

Image 12: a comic of two squares talking. RED: I realized something. BLUE: Yeah? RED: This comic could just end. Without warning. The Creator could just get bored. BLUE: No closure, no catharsis, nothing. RED: Our recent few strips would make for unsatisfying ends. Maybe we should give every comic a satisfying conclusion. BLUE: But that’s life. Life doesn’t always have a satisfying ending. RED: This isn’t life, this is a comic. We can control it. We can make sure there’s a happy ending. BLUE: We can’t control jack shit. The comic’s ending is up to the Creator.

Image 13: a comic of Technoblade. He is sitting amongst scattered papers with his hands on his face. The scattered papers have the titles of various Technoblade DSMP Youtube videos written on them. Text on the image reads: “It can hurt, knowing you’re just a character with predetermined lines instead of a person with feelings. The voices are the audience and they’re constantly critiquing your performance.”

Image 14: ROS: I wish I was dead. (Considers the drop.) I could jump over the side. That would put a spoke in their wheel. GUIL: Unless they're counting on it. ROS: I shall remain on board. That'll put a spoke in their wheel. (The futility of it, fury.) All right! We don't question, we don't doubt. We perform.

Images 15, 16: Bo Burnham stands outside a house on a stage; there is a spotlight on him. the caption is [disembodied applause] He tries to reenter the house. the caption is [disembodied laughter].

Image 17: WILBUR: It’s better to play along. Give them what they want. Put on a show. Who cares who it hurts, as long as it’s fucking—influential? God, I hate it so much sometimes, I want to scream. And then I think, would they like that? Would that be entertaining enough for them? Still have to give them their performance. Even when I was dead I was still—I rehearsed my resurrection. TECHNO: Dude, you need therapy.

#web weaving #therapists dni #a bit of a truman show complex #peering through the keyhole

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sixofcrowdaydreams · 2 months

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I cannot stop thinking about the implications of the Kerch alphabet on canon. I know I’m the only person who cares, but hear me out!

1. The show itself made a mistake with its own made-up language.

2. Wylan is a foreign name or he’s a Tragedeigh child.

Explanation below:

Daddy

Right before Jesper and Wylan meet Alby Rollins, Jesper finds a child's drawing labelled “Daddy.” In Kerch the word uses 3 distinct D letters, one of which is attached to the vowel. And bizarrely at the end of the word, the letter J/Y. The English translation is literally labelled beneath it so we know exactly what it says.

But according to the two alphabet charts here, there is no Y vowel in the Kerch language. The Y is given a J sound, (as in Jan Van Eck pronounced as Yan Van Eck) which makes sense given the Dutch influence on Ketterdam.

So Alby’s drawing says, “Daddya.” Daddy in Dutch is Papa, according to my nifty translation app. Where does Daddya come from? Either Daddya is a Kaelish pronunciation given the Rollins' Kaelish heritage despite it being spelled in Kerch, or the show made a mistake.

I think the J/Y letter may have been used to keep the same number of letters to make the connection between Kerch Daddy and English Daddy the same for the audience to quickly make the connection.

However, in Kerch the word Daddy should be spelled as “Daddee” with the hard E vowel attached to the last D consonant.

(When ranting about this to my husband, he listened to this entire spiel, then asked quite confused, “Who’s calling who Daddy in this show? That sounds more like a fanfic thing rather than something from canon...” 🤣 Saints, I love that man.)

2. Now let’s talk about Wylan’s name because it fascinates me.

There is no hard I vowel in the Kerch language. It just doesn’t exist. There is a hard A, E, and O, but no hard I. The name Wylan (pronounced Why-lan) cannot be written in Kerch.

Matthias’s name cannot be spelled in Kerch either. But that’s ok because he’s not from Kerch. He’s from Fjerda, where presumably, he can spell his name in his native language. Because it would be very silly to give someone a name that is unpronounceable in their native linguistic system. Right?!?

Except Wylan is as Kerch as Kerch gets. His family is old money with strong roots to the country and culture.

So what happened?

Maybe the name Wylan comes from one of the other cultures, Fjerdian or Kaelish. We don’t know much about Marya Hendricks/Van Eck and her family/cultural roots, but we do know that book Wylan inherited her red hair. So maybe somewhere in her family tree there’s Kaelish ancestry. Or she just really liked a Kaelish or Fjerdian name enough to give it to her son.

This explanation makes the most sense, but at the same time, I can’t imagine Jan Van Eck, a man so concerned with family legacy, not choosing a Kerch name for his oh-so-important heir.

So consider this alternative explanation: Jan Van Eck just sucks as a human being and gave his son a Tragedeigh name. AKA a name that is spelled and or pronounced nonsensically enough it makes you want to pat the kid on the back and legally help them change their name to something less awful.

For the record, I think Wylan is a lovely name. But it doesn't make sense as a Kerch name given how it uses sounds/letters not in the language.

Wylan’s name could still be pronounced as Why-lan and still written as Way-lan in Kerch. Or Will-lan, or even Wee-lan. We don’t know because we didn’t get to see it in show. There’s no hard I and some vowel needs to be used!

So Wylan was that kid who spent his entire life correcting everyone on how to say his name. Because his name was spelled one way but pronounced another. It’s simultaneously hilarious and tragic. The idea that his family was so wealthy that they gave him a special, nonsensical rich person name. And because Wylan can’t read he has no way of knowing why everyone says his name wrong if they see it written first. Ghezen, he'd be exhausted correcting everyone who met him.

Absolutely headcanoning that Jan Van Eck tried yet another way to screw Wylan by giving him a ridiculous name that can't even be written in Kerch.

#wylan van eck #alby rollins #matthias helvar #jan van eck #six of crows #shadow and bone

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sappy-seresin · 1 year

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Karaoke Night (J. Seresin)

Pairing: Jake Seresin x female!reader

Warning: Mentions of alcohol consumption, mildly suggestive content, cursing. Minors DNI.

Summary: You get invited to go drinking with the Dagger Squad, kudos to your boyfriend Jake. The one detail he left out about the excursion is that it’s Karaoke Night at the Hard Deck, and your participation is mandatory.

Word Count: 3.2k

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“Y/n, I’m so glad you could make it,” Natasha greets, bringing you in for a friendly hug while Jake takes liberty to order your first round of drinks.

“Of course I made it,” you smile after the hug broke. “A night out with my favorite pilots? I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” Jake returns with your drinks as the rest of the squad find you and Natasha, each of them bidding you friendly ‘hello’s’ and offering you hugs. You smile up at Jake when he gives you your drink, accepting the kiss he offers to go along with it.

As everyone falls into their normal banter, filing around the pool table to watch the rematch Mickey challenged Jake to upon seeing him, you can’t help but notice that the bar is more full than it typically would be on a Thursday night.

“It’s busier than I thought it would be,” you mindlessly tell Bob, your eyes still scanning the growing audience of people occupying the bar. He nods in agreement, taking a second to study the rest of the room with a light grin.

“Me too, but everyone always gets excited for events, so the larger crowd makes sense,” you furrow your eyebrows at his words. Events? Jake hadn’t mentioned anything special going on at the bar tonight, he was just insistent on you came along. You assumed it was because he’s been extra busy with training the last few weeks and hasn’t been able to spend as much time with you.

“Events?” Your voice trails off as an invitation for someone to explain. Now Bob’s eyebrows are pulling together in confusion, his eyes wordlessly flitting over to Jake who has his signature smirk plastered on his face after sinking two more pool balls into the table. Mickey groans in frustration, knowing he’s lost any chance of gaining the upper hand while Jake lines up another shot.

“You didn’t tell her?” Bradley asks, making his first appearance. There’s a humored smile on his face at the feign surprise he’s pointing in your boyfriends direction. Everyone’s eyes are on Jake as he takes the perfect shot, shrugging in victory when it ricochets off the table wall before rolling into the hole he was aiming for.

“She wouldn’t have come,” he states, his demeanor light and playful when he glances at you. “I thought we all agreed we’d tell her after she finished her first drink.”

Bob’s raises his hands in surrender when Jake’s focus shifts onto him, not wanting to take the blame for your questions when he’s been under the impression that you knew what Thursday nights at the Hard Deck entail. “It’s not my fault, she pointed out how many people are here, and I thought she knew.”

“I’m sorry, I’m standing right here,” you interject, still lost as to what any of them are talking about due to their lack of answers. “What am I missing?”

There’s a chorus of excited glances, each of them seeming to enjoy your cluelessness in what you’ve gotten yourself into. Or, sorry, what Jake knowingly dragged you into without your fully informed consent.

“Well Darlin’, it seems that Hangman here forgot to mention that Thursday nights are a big deal at the Hard Deck,” Bradley begins, smacking Jake’s shoulder to mess up his final shot. Jake releases a frustrated groan when Bradley’s attempt to sabotage him is successful. The cue ball smacks into one of Mickey’s balls, sending it into the nearest hole, ending Jake’s streak. There’s a quiet ‘prick’ whispered under Jake’s breath, but you don’t pay it any mind as you gesture for Bradley to continue. “Karaoke night.”

While he seemed pleased with his explanation, your confusion only grows. What’s so special about a bar hosting Karaoke night? Karaoke isn’t exactly new in the bar scene, you’ve been to several bars that have nights dedicated to it, hell, you’ve done your fair share of participating when there’s been enough alcohol to encourage you to do so.

Upon realizing that there’s no further explanation, you ask, “Why do I feel like there’s more to the story? What’s the big deal?”

“It’s tradition that everyone in the friend group participates,” Reuben cuts in, taking a sip of his beer with a knowing look. “Starting with the newest member. I hate to break it to you Y/n, but tonight, our newest member is you.” Your eyes practically bulge out of your head as it whips over to Jake, who's wearing a shit-eating grin. He doesn't even attempt to look apologetic for not telling you the full truth as he approaches you.

"You seriously couldn't have told me what I was getting myself into? Jesus Jake, you know what it takes for me to be performance ready," you scold him, unapologetically smacking his chest before he can pull you into him.

"Woah, sweetheart, there's no need to get hostile," he chuckles, pulling you flush against his chest anyway. The glare you send him turns his humored smirk into a lighthearted smile, his eyes softening as he looks at you. "Come on, it's not that bad. They already know you can sing and have been dying to hear you anyway. The way I see it, you're doing them an injustice by gatekeeping that sweet voice of yours that I love so much. It'll be just like when you used to perform in college, except in front of friends and a bunch of drunks that won't remember whether or not you suck tomorrow."

"I can't believe you brought my 'open mic nights' into this," you huff, knowing fully well that he's won. Jake knows how much you love it when he praises the way you sing, even though you don't believe your voice is anything notable. "You're still an ass for not telling me."

"Maybe, but I'm your ass, and you love me for it," he flirts, playfully kissing you while everyone impersonate over embellished gagging noises at his words.

You giggle at their antics, molding against Jake's chest while they return to their usual banter. "When does it start?"

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"Alright, settle down everyone," Pete speaks into a mic, walking onto the makeshift platform that's specifically utilized for Karaoke. His presence makes the overall chatter in the bar die down as the attention shifts to him. "I know I'm not your usual MC but I was informed of a special guest tonight and requested that Penny let me give her a warm welcome." You catch the squad all glance at you in your peripheral vision, but choose to ignore them as Jake's arm falls across your shoulders. "Without further ado, I'd like to welcome Y/n Y/l/n to the stage!" Your eyes widen at the immediate introduction, they told you that you have to be the first in the friend group to perform. They never said anything about you starting off the entire damn circus with an introduction from their captain.

"You're up, Y/n," everyone cheers, watching Jake usher you forward. He smacks your butt before you're out of arms reach, earning an eye roll in response.

"You better be prepared to make up for this later," you quip, a serious look on your face with the subtle suggestion. Jake raises his eyebrows at your words, his classic smirk crossing his face as he shoots you a wink.

"I'll make it up to you all night, baby," he calls, not caring that half the bar hears what he said. Whistles sound through the room at his words, making your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Pete offers you a hand when you reach the platform, immediately welcoming you into the spot next to him.

"Alright, now that she's here, let Karaoke night begin," he exclaims, sliding the mic into your hand before moving to stand next to Penny.

"Hey everybody," you timidly wave, taking a second to compose yourself while you cue for the song to start. The intro of "Love on the Brain," by Rihanna fills the room, earning various cheers across the room from those who recognize the song. "I swear, I'm not drunk enough for this." Laughter echoes around the room, everyone already enjoying your stage presence before you've even had a chance to start the song.

You take a deep breath, steadying the mic in front of your mouth, playing over the lyrics in your mind.

"And you got me like oh, what you want from me? And you tried to buy your pretty heart but the price's too high. Baby you got me like, oh," you sing, smiling at the chorus of claps ringing across the room. Everyone's attention is trained on you, no one having expected any actual talent to waft into the bar.

"Damn," Jake hears Natasha gush to no one in particular. Her eyes pan over to him, jaw slack in shock as your voice fills her ears. "I know you told us she can sing, but I didn't expect her to be this good." Pride swells in Jake's chest at the continuous praises showering over you from his colleagues mouths. He loves showering you with praise, but hearing his friends hype you up? That's next level for him. He watches you in awe from his spot several rows back, unable to tear his focus away from you as several more emotions flood his system.

The further you get into the song, the more comfortable you become. Strutting around the stage in confidence, you let your body do the talking, easily finding Jake's eyes in the sea of others. That's when you get an idea. He'd dragged you into this, and you want to be a little petty and make him pay for it.

The cordless mic makes it easy to see your plan through. The lyrics continue flowing from you as you take a step off the platform, eyes still locked on Jake as you make your way closer to him.

"Oh, and babe, I'm fist fighting with fire just to get close to you," you sing, your gaze burning so deeply into him that it makes him shiver. He's captivated by the way your hips sway as you walk, the melodic movements making it nearly impossible for him to keep his desire for you at bay. "And I'll run for miles, just to get a taste. Must be love on the brain..."

You're right in front of him now, deliberately trailing your hand down his chest to fully captivate him. To give him just enough that he's practically squirming in his chair in an attempt to collect his thoughts. Your forehead presses against his as you sing, and he's sure you're going to kiss him, but instead you pull away, breaking contact completely.

There's a stunned intake of breath from someone in your friend group when they notice your newfound attention on Bradley. Natasha's fighting back laughter, immediately catching on to what you're doing before watching it come to fruition.

Your gaze fixates on Bradley now, who eats up every second of the attention while Jake watches. He feels your fingers slowly drag across the skin on his neck, a laugh bubbling from his throat at the playful wink you shoot at him before turning your back to him and gently pushing yourself into his lap. Being the good guy that he is, Bradley plays along, while respectfully keeping his hands to himself. He respects you and Jake enough to not take it too far, but he's willing to be used as payback to get back at Jake.

"..It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good and I can't get enough," your eyes lock with Jake's, lips twisted into a devilish smirk as you sing to him whilst leaning further into Bradley. Jake grips his glass so hard that it's a miracle it doesn't break. He knows exactly what you're doing, and it's working. "Must be love on the brain, yeah. And it keeps cursing my name." The simple task of you participating in karaoke has turned into a ploy to make Jake go absolutely feral, and everyone's eating it up.

"Jake's met his match," Bob snorts to Javy, who nods his head in agreement. The pair of them noticing the effect your scheme is having on Jake. It's a change of pace to see the overly confident man completely defenseless before you.

After a few more minutes of innocently ogling over Bradley, you decide you've tortured your boyfriend enough. A friendly kiss is pressed against Bradley cheek after you stand up, your attention remaining on him long enough to see him tilt his drink toward you humorously before you make your way back up to the platform, nearing the end of the song. You make a point to meet Jake's firey gaze, letting your eyes assure him that you know exactly who you belong to. There's no hiding the jealousy he's harboring over the attention you gave to Bradley. Even in knowing that you purposely did it to get him worked up, Jake's skin feels like it's on fire as he watches you with the image of you on Bradley's lap burns in the back of his mind.

"..don't you stop loving me, don't quit loving me, just start loving me..." The rest of the song fades out of Jake's senses. Though his eyes never leave your figure, his thoughts are solely centered around all of the ways he's going to make you pay for toying with him later. All of the ways he's going to have you squirming and moaning his name.

You can see how lost in thought he is from your spot on the stage, knowing you're in for it later as you finish the song. "..must be love on the brain." You wink in his direction, though you're not convinced he catches it.

He snaps out of his trance when the bar erupts with a heavy round of applause, cheers and whistles accompanying the noise as you humbly bow to the crowd. Penny climbs on the makeshift stage while the room starts chanting, "Encore," repeatedly, the praise growing louder when you bow again.

"Alright, alright everyone, settle down," Penny commands, gesturing for everyone to oblige as she chuckles at their enthusiasm. "That was amazing, thank you." She gives you a quick hug, keeping her hand on the small of your back. "I know you all love her, but we can't pay her to give us a full concert, so we're going to continue on with Karaoke as planned." A chorus of playful "boo's" sound across the room as you exit the area, ready to get back to your friends.

There's a wide grin on your face as you make your way back to your table, pleasantly thanking those around you who stop you to shoot you words of praise. After making it through the last conversation, your eyes find Jake's again, which have remained locked on you from the moment you started your crowd-winning performance. You smile in his direction, hurrying to close the space between the two of you to ease the performance induced adrenaline that's left your body buzzing.

"Well if it isn't the woman of the hour," Coyote applauds the moment you reach the group, earning a sheepish grin and rosey cheeks from you. You giggle in response, finding your place next to Jake while the squad begins gushing about your incredible, hidden, talent. Jake's arms loop around your waist, pulling you into a half-seated position on his lap while everyone continues carrying on about how shocked they are that music isn't the line of work you chose to pursue.

His breath fans against the exposed skin on your next, sending goosebumps across the area which are accompanied by chills that rush down your spine. He kisses your temple slowly, dragging his lips across your ear when he pauses, taking a deep breath.

"I know I dragged you into this without knowing what you were getting yourself into, but what you did wasn't fair," the words are husky and low, only meant for your ears to hear. You can tell by the tone in his voice that he's frustrated and that your little game to get him worked up was successful. You twist your head in the slightest so that you can meet his dark gaze, your eyes innocent and twinkling as you shoot him a knowing smirk.

"I don't know what you're talking about Lieutenant," you whisper slowly, making a point to keep your tone sickly sweet in that way that always drives him crazy. "You asked for a show, and I'd like to think that I gave you one. I'm sure Rooster would agree." His eyes narrow in your direction, Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows to clear his throat. You're being a brat, and it's driving him up the wall that he can't put you in your place in the way that he wants to.

"I'm sure he would, darlin'," he smiles, leaning back in the slightest to compose himself. There's a glimmer that flashes in his eyes as you watch him carefully, enjoying the way that he's subtly flustered by the casual name drop of his colleague who's only sitting a few feet away. Jake's pulling himself back in, lips grazing your ears once more as his signature smirk curves onto his lips. "But, it want be Rooster's name you'll be moaning once I get you home, it'll be mine."

Now it's your jaw that's practically on the floor, heat rushing to your cheeks as you lose the upper hand in the little competition the two of you have going. Jake's a pro when it comes to taking these little games and twisting them so that you're the one who's hot and bothered, antsy to get home, while he pulls back and makes you wait. You mentally curse yourself for not finding the right words to put yourself back on top, but a part of you knows that you were asking for this behavior when you made the decision to egg Jake on in front of the entire squad, using Bradley as your scapegoat because seeing you drape yourself over him is the exact thing you knew would drive Jake crazy.

"What's the matter, darlin'? Don't have anything to say now," Jake teases, dipping away from you so that he can take a sip of his beer while you watch him, apparently defenseless, as the cockiness in his tone grows slightly. He's got you right where he wants you, and he's weaseled his way into his favorite spot to be. Right on top.

The rest of the night at the Hard Deck continues on as planned, you and Jake making points to challenge each other further as the night progresses. Many laughs are shared as the rest of the squad participates in their own karaoke performances, your favorite being Jake and Coyote's rendition of "You've Lost That Loving Feeling," as it was the song Jake serenaded you with ages prior when he saw you at a bar, hosting a karaoke night just like this one.

By the end of the night, Jake's practically dragging you out of the bar, over the pleasantries and well past ready to get you home. You force him to contain himself long enough that you can bid the other aviators proper goodbyes. He stands in his spot impatiently, talking to Coyote and Javy while you make your rounds with everyone.

"I hope he doesn't go too hard on you," Bradley whispers, his stature light after you pull away from your friendly hug.

You laugh at his words, squeezing his arm in playful assurance that you can handle what Jake has planned. "Truthfully, him going hard on me might have been part of my plan. Don't worry about me Rooster." Loud laughs echo from Bradley's chest as he shakes his head with an award-winning smile.

"Fair enough," he chuckles, giving you one last hug before Jake drags you away with a casual goodbye to everyone.

He speeds down the nearly vacant streets with one hand on the wheel and one hand squeezing your thigh. Neither of you have to say anything to know where your minds were at, especially when the truck is thrown into park in your driveway and he's rushing you into the house, bridal style.

Let's just say that Jake was right about one thing, Rooster's name was the last thing on your mind the second you were tangled in the sheets with your favorite Lieutenant.

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I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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bteezxyewriter12 · 5 months

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Audience/ 2

Pairing- Jongho x Named Reader

Word count- 5.5k

Includes- Voyeurism, oral, pussy eating, blow job, deep throating, face fucking, cum eating, cock riding, missionary, sex from behind, choking, dirty talk, noona kink, Jongho and reader are switches (kinda), squirting, so many orgasms, fluff

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2 weeks later

J POV

"You want soda? Water?", Jongho asks, standing in front of the fridge

We're going to watch a movie with the guys and they made me and Jongho in charge of drinks duty

Seonghwa and Hongjoong just brought the snacks in so it's our turn now

He looks so good in his sweatpants, t-shirt, his hair falling in his face

I want him so badly

"I want you", I tell him

He looks back at me, his cheeks blushing

It's so easy to get him flustered

I've been doing it our entire relationship

It started when I asked him out

Yeosang is my best friend and I met them all before their debut

I was immediately intrigued by Jongho

A shy huge muscular teddy bear, who called me noona as I'm a year older than him

The noona thing was hot and as I got to know him, I liked him more and more

I finally took a chance, asked him out and here we are seven months later, in love and happy together

And honestly always horny for each other

It's great

"I want you too jagi but the guys are here"

"So?"

"They....may...you know... Make fun of us again"

Right

When they caught us fucking before the performance

He got so mad and embarrassed, going off on them again at the dorm when I wasn't there

Yeosang told me

Move to him, I hug him, his arms immediately going around me too

"I know it pissed you off last time baby but it really doesn't matter. And we shouldn't stop being together because they act like children"

He bites his lip, hesitating

"It's ok Jonghie. We don't have to, I just don't want you to feel bad about getting caught. You know how they're like a bunch of toddlers, especially when it comes to sex. They're like horny giggling teenagers"

He nods, "I know. I just don't want them to make you feel bad"

I really don't care, it doesn't bother me and I told him that but I know he still worries

And also I'm not the one who's gonna have to hear their shit all the time

He is

"I don't care baby. I'm not going to feel bad for being with you", I assure him, "But I know you'll have to deal with their dumbassery, not me"

Even after he told them off they still tease him as he tells me all the time

He's silent and I'm just gonna drop it

I don't want to add to the stress he has over them

"To answer you baby", I say, "A soda"

He still doesn't say anything, just holding me against him

"Jonghie?"

His hand drops to mine, taking it and pulling me behind him

As we pass the living room, San calls out, "Where are you going?"

"We have to talk", Jongho answers

"Whoa, is everything ok?", Wooyoung asks

"Yeah, we just need to talk", he repeats

With that, he leads me down the hallway, into his room, pushing me against the closest wall

He looms over me, his hulking body making me feel so small and so safe

He runs his fingers in my hair, leaning down, his lips ghosting against mine

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I crash my lips to his, not dealing with his teasing

I want him now

He kisses me hungrily, his tongue already down my throat, hands undoing my sweater and shoving it off me, leaving me my bralette

I pull his shirt up, his lips separating from mine for the second it takes to take his shirt off

Then his lips are back on mine, his tongue playing with mine

His pulls me against him, his arms around me, kissing me deeply

His hands run down my body, his fingers trailing down my skin, leaving fire in their wake

God this man's touch is something I fucking crave everyday, it feels that good

Having his hands on me completely melts me every time

His fingers pull my sweatpants down, them dropping to my ankles and I step out of them

His lips move from my mouth to my neck, licking my skin before he kisses

I moan when I feel him sucking, getting turned on that he's going to leave his marks on me

I love when he does that and I absolutely love oogling them in the mirror the next day

He always leaves them so dark and they look so good on my pale skin

His mouth sucks hard along my neck, collarbone and chest, licking and kissing the skin as he trails down, leaving clusters of hickies on me

I moan softly as he leaves more on the top of my breasts, his hands squeezing them at the same time

He continues down, leaving more all over my body, my stomach as he gets to his knees

His big hands push my legs open, his mouth kissing my pussy through my panties, making me so wet

Hooking his fingers in the strings of my panties, he pulls down, his mouth latching on to my clit as soon as he exposes it

"Jonghie", I moan softly, pleasure filling my body

He moans against me, the tearing sound of my panties ripping and when I look down, he throws the shreds of it behind it

His strength is so hot and honestly turns me on so much

"Open your pretty legs noona", he murmurs

I widen my stance and he lets go of my clit, kissing between my legs instead, making me whimper

"My noona has such a pretty pussy"

"Fuck Jonghie"

"So wet for me already noona. You want my tongue that badly?"

"Yes Jonghie, give me. Please baby"

"Ok noona. I'm gonna be your good boy ok?"

God he turns me on so easily

And he knows it

"Yeah baby"

His tongue goes on me, licking up my pussy slowly

"Fuck Jonghie, yes"

"So fucking good", he moans, moving his tongue faster, licking along my slit then flicking my clit with his tongue

"Jongho", I whimper, my hand snaking in his hair, holding on

He's so fucking good with his tongue, it's mind-blowing

From the first time we were together, he really didn't need any practice there

It's like he knew how to eat pussy already

"Need you to cum", he murmurs, his tongue moving even faster, his hands moving to my ass, squeezing with every lick he gives me

I'm so close already but fuck, Jongho is like a oral god

The next swipe of his tongue has me coming, his tongue licking my hole furiously, moaning into me

"Jongho, baby", I moan, letting the pleasure wash over me

So good

"Again", he says, moving one of my legs over his shoulder

His tongue laps at my clit while he pushes two fingers inside me, my pussy clenching down on them hard

"Mmm noona, can wait to feel this cunt around my cock", he murmurs, pulling his fingers out and shoving them back inside

"Oh my fucking god", I cry, the bliss intense

His tongue lavishes more licks, going faster as his fingers fuck into me at a steady rate, his fingers pressing against my spot

We fuck so much that he can find that spot with his fingers and cock immediately

I feel my cunt drenching his hand, another finger sliding inside, the tip of his tongue pressing against my clit, massaging it quickly

I'm in so much bliss, it never failing to awe me at how amazing my boyfriend can make me feel

My pussy tightens around his fingers over and over, his moans so fucking hot

"Mmm baby, clenching so hard", he groans between licks, "Promise you'll do this on my cock"

"I will", I moan, so fucking turned on

"Good girl, noona", he says as he flicks my clit again

I fucking lose it, coming around his fingers, moaning his name as his tongue flies along my clit, his fingers fucking me though my orgasm

The pleasure is out of this world and it takes everything in me to keep myself standing

Jongho's mouth immediately wraps around my clit, sucking like he can't get enough, keeping me in intense pleasure

I haven't even gotten over the pleasure from my orgasm and he's already throwing me into more

I fucking love it and if nothing else, Jongho has the stamina of a fucking bull

The amount of sex we have is ridiculous and we're both used to multiple orgasms in one round, overstimulation ceasing to be a problem for both of us

This leads to amazing hours long sex that I've never had with another man before in my life

And I'm so glad it's with Jongho

I'm so lost in Jongho, in the bliss his mouth is giving me that I don't hear his door open

"Jongho where the fuck-"

The voice cuts off

I open my eyes, looking to the doorway

San, Seonghwa and Wooyoung are staring at us in varying looks of shock

"Holy shit", San whispers

"He's...she....damn", Wooyoung adds, his eyes on us

And Jongho doesn't even look up, continuing to pleasure me with his tongue

"Ttttt...they're watching", I moan

"I don't care", he murmurs, the sound of his slurping on my clit so loud and pornographic

God, this is so hot

"Is he not going to stop?", Seonghwa asks

"No", Jongho answers, his voice sending chills up my body

His mouth continues sucking hard and fast, his moans so loud and erotic, like he's the one getting oral

"Fuck!", I yell, pleasure all over me

"Jesus Christ, look at him go at it", San awes

"This is really hot to watch? Why is this hot to watch?", Seonghwa asks nobody

"I didn't know I like tattoos on a girl so much", San mutters

Jongho's sucking brings me closer and closer, making me yell and pull his hair then closer I get

"Is she gonna-", Wooyoung asks

"Yeah", San answers

He's right

I am

Right now

"Fuck Jongho, fuck!", I cry, coming on his face

He sucks me through it, his tongue dropping and licking my slit furiously, lapping up all my cum

"Fuck noona, tastes so good. Want more"

"Mother of god", Seonghwa gasps

When I finish, he pushes my leg open more, his fingers spreading my pussy lips wide, his tongue slipping inside my hole

"Fff..fuck", I choke out, glad I have the wall to lean on or I'd be in the floor already

Jongho doesn't stop, fucking his tongue in and out of my pussy

"Oh my god Jonghie", I whine

"Again?", San asks

"Fourth time", Jongho answers before going back to my soaked cunt

"Four? You gave her three orgasms already?", Wooyoung shouted, "But you've only been gone for fifteen minutes!"

"Shut the fuck up!", I moan, moving my hips and grinding into Jongho's mouth, my fingers pulling his hair

"Yes fuck, good noona", he groans

"What are you guys watching?", Hongjoong asks

Seriously?

They need to shut up

"Oh fuck seriously?", Hongjoong yelps

"What? What is it?"

That's Yunho

"Oh damn", Mingi mutters

"Lemme see", Yeosang says

I look to see the four of them with their mouths dropped open

"Why are you watching them?", Yeosang shrieks

"Because it's hot? They didn't kick us out"

I'm about to if they don't shut up

"Cum for me noona. I wanna taste you again"

"What?", Hongjoong yelps again

Jongho's tongue slips back in and I'm done

"Jongho", I cry, coming on his tongue, still fucking his face, my legs shaking hard

"Jesus that was a huge orgasm", Yunho comments

When I finish, Jongho moves back, "My favorite"

"His what? What did he say?", Yeosang gapes

Jongho looks up at me, "Was I your good boy?"

"This is insane", Yeosang gulps

I run my fingers in his hair, "Yeah Jonghie, my good boy"

"I can have your mouth?"

"Her what? What?", Yunho blabs

I nod

Jongho stands up, his mouth on mine in a sloppy kiss

I kiss him back, falling into him

God, I love him so much

"On your knees noona", he whispers in my ear and I nod, looking in his eyes as I kneel

"She's going to blow him?", Hongjoong gasps

Duh

We're being together

It's not our fault they're such horndogs and want to watch

I'm actually surprised that Jongho doesn't care

I know he was getting tired of them saying shit to him and I guess he's really not giving a fuck right now

I pull his sweatpants and boxers down, his huge cock so hard

"Damn Jongho's packing that thing?", San says impressed

Yup, my baby has an amazing cock

Massive, long, thick and always so hard, ready to cum for me and give me my favorite taste in the world

Ignoring them, I lick up Jongho's cock, listening to his soft moans

I get his head in my mouth and lick while I suck softly

"Fuck noona"

"Fuck is right", Seonghwa agrees

"More noona"

I know what my baby boy likes

Moving half way down his big length, I suck harder, running my tongue on the underside of his shaft

"Oh fuck yes"

His hand goes in my hair and he pulls

The pain feels good

"All the way noona"

"All the way? What's all the way?", Wooyoung asks

"I don't know. Just watch", San shushes him

I push down his shaft, taking more and more of him in

His head brushes against the back of my throat but I keep going until I'm against his pelvis, all his cock in

"Fuck me, she's deepthroating him"

"How did she get that all in her mouth?"

"How is she not choking?"

Because I do it all the time

Duh

I move halfway back then move forward, pushing him back in my throat

"Good girl noona"

"Good girl?", one of them gasps

I swallow on his cock, making him shiver then I move faster, up and down his cock, bottoming him out every time

"Yes noona, more"

I give him what he wants, watching the pleasure on his beautiful face

"Fuck", he shivers when I suck on him while I bob my head

"Nnnn...noona. Www..wanna fuck your mouth"

"Mother of fuck", Yunho whispers

Jongho looks down at me, his eyes wide and innocent

Which doesn't fool me in the slightest

He's a fucking animal

I nod, his hand fisting my hair automatically

He snaps his hips burying his cock down my throat

Over and over

I take it, loving how his cock feels and I suck on him as much as I can while he moves

I hold on to his hips while he fucks away, using me to cum

"Noona feels so good. Swallow. Please"

I oblige and swallow on his cock

"Yes!", he yells, lost in pleasure

I love seeing him like this

I love that I'm the reason why he's losing it

"This is...", Wooyoung trails off

"Fucking insane", Hongjoong finishes

"I..I'm gonna cum noona"

I nod and he lets go, shoving his cock all in, yelling my name and coming

"Joanne, noona fuck", he cries

His thick, warm cum shoots down my throat and I swallow all of it

He's tastes so fucking good and I always want his cum

"Noona fuck, swallow again"

I swallow again because he asked but also because he's coming so much that I have to

He lets me suck on his cock when he's done, feeling him get harder in my mouth the more I suck

Fuck I'm such a slut for his cock and I absolutely love giving him blowjobs

Just the feel of his cock in my throat, god there's nothing like it

When he's hard enough, he tugs softly on my hair, pulling me off him

"How is he still hard?", Seonghwa gapes

Because I know how to suck on him, how to make him hard right away

Plus like I said, he's an animal, ready to fuck for hours

Every time

I have no problem with that, getting to fuck him right away instead of having to wait until he can get hard again

Leaning him to his bed, I push him down as I climb on top of him

"Gonna be a good boy and let me ride you?"

"Jesus", one of them moans

He nods, "Yes noona. Wanna make you cum over and over"

"Good boy"

"This is so much better than porn"

"If you're going to stay then shut the fuck up or get out", I snap, looking at them

God, their constant talking is fucking annoying

"Sss..sorry"

"I'll be quiet"

"We won't talk"

"You don't care if they're here Jonghie?", I ask

He shakes his head, pure lust in his eyes, "I just care about you"

I smile at him, "Me too baby. Just you"

"I love you", he says

I smile down at him, running my hand in his hair softly, pressing a quick kiss to his soft lips, "I love you"

"I love you", he answers, grabbing my hips, moving his shaft under me, "Please noona. Sit on me"

"Goddamn", Yeosang breathes

Getting his head in, he puts his other hand on my hips and pulls me down his length until I'm sitting right against him, all of him buried inside

"Fuck Jonghie", I shiver, his cock splitting me open so pleasurably, "Feels so good baby"

I've never had this much pleasure getting a cock inside me

He's just so thick, so massive, forcing me open around him, my pussy latching on to him, pulsing quickly

He pants and nods, "So fucking tight noona. So wet. So good"

I love when he can't speak in sentences

It so hot

"Ride me noona. Please, I need it", he whines

"Jesus, he's so fucked out", San comments

"Wouldn't you be?", Seonghwa replies

Moving up his cock, I shove back down, moaning and listening to him yell

"Oh fuck noona, again. Please again. Fuck me. Please fuck me hard", he begs

"God", one of them whimpers

Bouncing on him, I close my eyes feeling his huge cock opening me up over and over

Making me stretch around his thickness

I can't help but soak his cock, fucking him hard

His hands have an iron grip on my hips, his eyes watching me

His hands slide up my body, tugging on the bralette

"Off noona"

I nod, peeling it off my body and throwing it behind me

"Her tits are huge!", Seonghwa gasps

"And pierced holy fuck", Hongjoong whimpers

"She's fucking hot. Those tattoos and piercings are so...fuck", Yunho says softly

"Look at all the fucking hickies he left on her", Wooyoung murmurs, "So pretty on her skin"

Jongho ignores them, cupping and squeezing my boobs, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples, my cunt drenching his cock more and more

"Harder noona"

I know he likes it rough and hard and it's good because I like it that way too

I move faster, slamming onto his huge cock over and over, feeling him hitting my spot with every move, the pleasure out of this world good

"Fuck Jonghie, you're cock is the best I ever fucked", I moan, getting lost in him

"Oh my fucking God!", San exclaims

"Yeah noona?"

I nod, "Yes baby. You feel so fucking good"

"Good noona. Wanna be good for you"

"You are baby boy. My good boy"

I keep bouncing on him, his moaning so fucking hot

"Fuck noona, you're creaming my cock so much. Please cum on me noona", Jongho begs, "I need it"

"He needs it?", Hongjoong asks, "It's that good?"

"Yes fuck it's that good", Jongho roars, "Shut up!"

"It's ok baby", I say softly, caressing his face as he looks at me, "Ignore them ok? Look at me baby"

He nods, his eyes on me

I smile at him, running my fingers in his sweaty black hair

He's so fucking beautiful

I can't stop myself, I lean down, kissing him passionately

His arms wrap around my body, kissing me hard, his tongue pressed against mine

As I kiss him, his hands grip my ass, thrusting up into me, going in so deep

Breaking the kiss, I moan loudly, taking his cock again and again, burying my face in his neck

He's so sweaty, his mixing with mine and I love the way it feels

He jack hammers his cock into me more and more, his moans so fucking pretty

The next time he buries in my cunt, I press my hips down, rocking on him, his breath catching, his movements stopping, just feeling each other

I slowly sit up, leaning on his abs, resuming my bouncing on his length, his cock bringing me so close

"Baby fuck", he moans, his eyes move down to us then quickly shifting back up

"It's ok baby. You can look at me fucking you. I know you like watching"

"Fuck", one of the guys gasps

Jongho's eyes snap down, watching my pussy swallow his cock over and over

"Please noona. I wanna see your pussy cum", he moans, "Wanna see your cream on my cock"

"Jesus", San mutters

Fuck, his begging is so fucking hot

I slam down, his head smashing my spot and I yell loudly

"Yes noona"

Grinding on his hard cock, his head rubs against my spot, giving me continuous pleasure

"Jonghie....fuck..."

"Yes baby, do it"

The next rock has me snapping, coming on him, clenching his length impossibly tight, ecstasy exploding in my body

God it feels so incredible

His cock is so good

"Yes Jongho, oh my god", I moan, releasing all over him, pleasure all over my body

"Yes noona, fuck yes. So fucking good", he moans, "So tight baby"

His hands grip my hips, rocking me on his cock, keeping me in pleasure

When it's over, the next thing I know, I'm on my back, Jongho on top of me, his eyes so intense and full of lust and I know, we're nowhere close to done

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Jongho POV

Staring down at my girlfriend, I'm so fucking horny for her

I know I made her cum so much already but I'm not done with her

I know she can cum so much more and fuck I want to feel it

Moving her legs around me, I wrap my arm around her waist, lifting her slightly off the bed, pushing my cock inside her

"Jongho", she moans, shaking under me as I fill her tiny pussy right up

Fuck, I love hearing her moan for me, hearing her call my name

It's something I know I will never get tired of

Moving my hips, I slam into her cunt over and over

I don't give a fuck who's watching

All I can think of is her

Pleasing her, touching her, kissing her

Lifting one of her legs, I push it up to her chest, leaning over her and pounding my cock into her

I smash my lips to hers, kissing her hard, our tongues in each other's mouth

I desperately need her

She's my everything

I love her so fucking much

She's everything

Her hands run up and down my back, just how I love it, clinging onto me hard

"More Jonghie. Fuck me baby"

"Anything for my noona", I whisper

Getting on my knees and holding her legs open wide, I bury myself into her tight hole, right into her spot

Each slam has her shouting in pleasure, a gorgeous moaning mess under me

I watch her, her body and hair covered in sweat, biting her pretty bottom lip, pleasure that I'm giving her all over her face

Fucking stunning

My baby is perfect

"Jongho, I'm...I'm..", she gasps, breathing hard

I know she's close, I feel her throbbing so hard around me

I know her body like the back of my hand

"Yes noona. Cum on me"

God I want it so bad

I can never get enough of her coming on me

It's the most pleasurable thing I ever felt

"Jongho fuck!", she cries, her body arching up, her hands gripping my sheets hard as she explodes

My eyes go immediately down to my cock inside her, watching her creamy cum completely cover me

Fuck

I love seeing that

It turns me on so much more

Pulling out, she whines loudly

"No! Want your cock!"

"Damn", Yunho whispers

"You'll get it noona. Always"

I turn her over on her hand and knees

"Open", I demand

She automatically opens her legs, her pussy so wet and dripping everywhere

Burying my cock in her, she screams loudly, making me smirk

"Good girl noona. Gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow. Split this tiny cunt on my cock. Make you beg to cum"

"Mother of god where did he learn to talk like that?", Hongjoong asks as I move hard inside her

Please

If only he knows the things we say to each other during sex, he'd blush

"Yes Jonghie, I want it"

"Good noona. My cock is yours, baby girl. You can have it whenever you want", I promise, fucking into her hole, feeling her suck me back with with every thrust, pleasure all over every cell in my body

"Shit", Yeosang breathes

"Jesus, they're switches", San says

"Give me more baby. More", she yells

Opening her legs more, I mercilessly slam into her hole over and over, making her body shake with every hit to her spot

"Fuck, this pussy is so good. Throbbing so hard around me. Your pussy wants to cum for my cock. You're so close baby"

"Definitely switches", San confirms

Yeah we are

We can both go from being dominant to submissive to making love in a second

It makes sex exciting, never boring

Although I know sex with her could never be boring

"They're what?", Mingi asks

"They switch between being dominant and submissive", Seonghwa tells him

They need to shut the fuck up

I'd scream at them if I wasn't in immense pleasure

Leaning over her, I wrap my hand around her neck, squeezing softly, her cunt getting so tight around me

"Mmm noona likes to be choked huh?", I smirk, sweat dripping from my hair onto her body

"Yes!", she cries, when I let go of her throat

"Wanna cum like that?", I ask

"Yea, make her cum like that!", Wooyoung yells excitedly

Ignoring him, I wait for her answer

"Yes baby", she whimpers

Pounding into her cunt, I choke her, feeling her grip my cock in a vice grip, making it so pleasurable to fuck into her tightness

"Fuck, pussy so tight", I pant, my length opening her up again and again, "Strangling my cock"

"Seriously, where did he learn to talk like that?", Seonghwa asks no one

Letting her breathe, I close my hand around her throat again

She throbs so hard on me, so close

Just a few more hits to her spot and she's done

"Cum noona. Now!", I order, slapping her ass, thrusting in deeper

It's like that's what she needed because she cums, her entire body shuddering

Letting go of her neck, her screams shatter the silence, "Yes Jongho fuck yes! Baby!"

She cums so hard and so much, it's leaking around my cock onto my bed

"Again", I demand, fucking her harder through her orgasm, my bed smashing into the wall again and again

Reaching around her, I play with her clit, rubbing harshly

She can definitely cum again right away

I know how to make her

As soon as she finishes, she orgasms again, screaming incoherently, bliss washing over me as she chokes my cock

Yes, fuck, I love giving her multiple orgasms

Constant pleasure for the both of us

Fuck, I need it again

I'm addicted to her orgasms, addicted to the ecstasy she gives me, addicted to making her feel good

"More noona, don't stop"

Pounding her spot again, she releases on me again

"Yes noona. You feel so fucking good. Such a good noona for me, coming over and over, getting your hole ruined on my cock. God, so much cream, leaking all over me"

"Jesus Christ, he has a filthy mouth", Mingi gasps

"You taught him to talk like this, San", Hongjoong accuses

"It wasn't me!"

I hear one of the guys say something else but I'm not listening

She begins to fall forward and I catch her, putting her back on her hands and knees

"Not yet noona. I'm not done with your hole yet"

Snapping my hips, I thrust my cock into her over and over, wanting her to climax again

"Please noona" I beg

"How has he not come yet?", Wooyoung asks surprised

"I don't know but he's going to put a hole in the wall", Yunho comments

Grabbing her arms, I pull her up, her back hitting my chest

Moving her head on my shoulder, I kiss her pretty neck, holding her against me, fucking up into her

"Jesus Christ, do you see that cream?", Seonghwa exclaims, "It's fucking dripping off his balls, on to the bed"

"That has to be the creamiest pussy I've ever seen", Hongjoong admits

I smirk at them, knowing that she's mine, I get all her cream, I get her pussy wrapped around me

They can watch all they want

They'll never have my baby

"One more for me noona", I ask, nuzzling into her neck

"Mmm baby", she whispers

She turns her head to me, kissing me hard, her arm reaching around my neck

Shivers run down my spine from her kiss

God her kisses are everything

Her tongue moves in my mouth and touches mine

I kiss her back, moving my hand down her body, my fingers moving on her clit

Her arm tightens around my neck, moaning in my mouth, her other hand squeezing my thigh hard

She breathes harder and I feel her soak my cock, my body, so much as she screams my name, massive pleasure taking over

I know what she's doing

"Good girl noona", I praise her

"Oh fuck, she's squirting!", Seonghwa yells

"Fuck all around his cock too", San, gasps

"It's so pretty", Yeosang adds

"It's fucking hot. Look how much is coming out of her", Yunho moans

Yeah my baby squirts a lot

I love it

Love feeling it, love getting it all over me, love swallowing it

I keep fucking into her, pressing my fingers into her clit, wanting all that messy cream on me before I blow my load

"Please pretty baby", I whisper in her ear

"Jonghie", she whimpers, her body shaking against me as she climaxes, throwing me into complete ecstasy

It's too much, I can't hold it anymore

"Gonna cum noona", I moan in her neck

Thrusting hard inside, pure pleasure takes over as I release deep inside her

"Fuck Joanne! Baby! Fuck", I yell, my body shaking against hers

"Jongho, feels so good baby", she moans

She loves when I cum inside her and I love that she loves it

She takes all my cum inside her, her cunt milking me for everything

When I finish, I pull out and we both collapse on the bed

I immediately pull her to me, wrapping her in my arms, getting the blanket over us and the pillows under our heads

Her arms move around me, her body cuddling against me

She looks in my eyes, smiling and pressing a soft kiss to my lips

"I love you", she says softly

"I love you Jo", I tell her, "So much jagi"

"Are you guys going to sleep?" Wooyoung calls

I roll my eyes as she giggles, "Yes. Get out"

"I need to jerk off", Wooyoung states as I hear footsteps leave the room

"I'm never making fun of him again. That was fucking intense", San adds

"So much better than porn", Seonghwa says, the door closing

Rolling my eyes again, I say, "Idiots"

Her hands softly run along the side of my face, smiling softly, "Well they'll never make fun of you again. And if they do, you can make fun of them for being pervs and watching us"

Huh, I didn't think of that

"Yeah", I laugh, moving my arm around her, sliding my fingers in her hair, playing with the sweaty strands

I gaze at her lovingly, not wanting to take my eyes off her face and overjoyed that she's looking at me the same way

"I love you so much Jongho", she says softly

"I love you so much Joanne", I tell her, "You're the best thing that's happened to me"

I mean that

Aside from being an idol, she's is the best thing that's happened to me

Hands down

"I know how you feel Jonghie. You're the best thing that's happened to me", she says, "I've had boyfriends before but fuck, I've never loved any the way I love you. You're my whole world baby. I never want to be without you"

I shake my head, "You don't have to baby. I'm never going to be without you. I promise. You're mine. Always"

She nods, a soft smile on her face, "You're mine. Always"

Leaning to her, we kiss softly, in a kiss full of love

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Megan has cool pants! Rebb has a cool earring!

Dante Unbound

next week!

"We wanted to bring lore! Important for us for people who want some texture… with their food…?" lol

Hence, even though there's no quest with this update, lots of lore! Drusus and other leverian stuff

Dante prex:

They mentioned no sticky corners and someone in the audience cheered.

Styanax deluxe

Nipple talk

Gauss Prime's little goofy run is gonna be an emote! for plat! "This is only a microtransaction panel" - Rebb

Banshee, Loki, and Nekros voidshells!! And some Loki QOL: some buffs, customizable invisibility, and an augment!

Easter bunny ears have FUR (using tech for the companion rework) and are now PERMANENT! "Nobody could stop me," - Rebb (Geoff boos)

Protea prime! Including her gear!

And Velox prime, Okina prime, Rhoptron prime syandana (this is GORGEOUS), a bonus alt helmet that moves, and an ephemera (no asset for this yet)

Yareli deluxe!, the Kompressa deluxe

"If you haven't played Yareli, maybe depending on where you get your warframe news…" LMAO the subtlest shade. I've liked Yareli from the beginning and definitely thought the initial backlash to her kit was overblown, so

blah blah soulframe

New update between Dante and Tennocon featuring the Stalker: Jade Shadows

Jade, our 57th warframe

Cinematic quest update from the Stalker's point of view!

J is the second to last letter we need to cover the alphabet, we're just missing U Audience member: what about Umbra? Rebb: No, that's Excalibur Umbra. If your arsenal said Umbra Excalibur you might stand a chance in court.

Warframe 1999

Very much a Warframe update, but a different style of update. New lore, lots of content, a new Warframe chapter. The gorgeous Arthur is our poster boy.

It's not a single player Warframe spinoff, a "Warframe 2" (I confess I was among those theorizing this). Those nipples stay on.

and now, waking up from his nap… it's Ben Starr! "Arthur is a very mysterious character who I am bound by NDA to say… VERY little about!" He's SO cool. and REALLY sexy. He's relatable. He's gonna be a badass, he's got a samurai sword.

Excalibur is a frame. Arthur is a PROTO-FRAME.

Just as an aside, Ben is adorable and hilarious, very fun to watch.

Stuff about Conflict between humanity and the non-human.. "you don't perceive humanity without how it reacts to others."

a first look at Aoi, our proto-Mag, and I am GAY SCREECHING

Bike: the atomicycle

Q&A

Audience member in a (Uniqlo?) metal gear rising revengeance shirt that Rebb recognized and appreciated: when is my man Caliban getting buffed? A: If Pablo were here, he'd say ask me at TennoCon.

Q: any other warframes getting reworks? A: Inaros rework coming with Dante unbound. Loki rework not planned.

Q: What inspired proto-Mag's design? A: Liger did Arthur and Aoi. We had a very specific vision for those two protoframes: Arthur being the "man scout," and Aoi we wanted a nice contrast to Arthur.

Q: Two questions very well worded I didn't get them down in time because I was nodding along. About stat sticks / pseudo-exalteds and trading. A: Stat sticks: we've talked about it but no changes planned. Trading: we've talked about maybe adding riven filters but not much more than that.

Q from guy in Dante DMC trenchcoat: Drifters? Maybe new outfits? A: In Unbound we are bringing one more operator outfit to drifter.

Q: I've been playing Warframe for 10 years, and I'm legendary 4. Any additional benefits for high rank players? A: The social benefits of being a high-rank player are unexplored. In terms of more mechanical aspects… we're thinking more social benefits. congrats on being legendary 4!

Q: When's infested liches? A: Steve is that you

Q In the second metal gear shirt: warframe 1999... dark sector? A: A lot of what Warframe was built on was the scifi part of dark sector that was never meant to be. So it's poetically coming full circle, that 1999 is dark sector inspired. Q: is there a plan for the dark sector remaster? A: 1999 is the dark sector remaster.

Q: Is there going to be fashion protoframes? A: Actually, yes… And that's all I'll say on that.

Q from Leon Kennedy: is squad link coming back? A: RIP scarlet spear. Not coming back in the way you might think, but we're experimenting early days with something you might like. It's in an urn. Geoff: that's pretty dead. Rebb: Someone hasn't played Baldur's gate 3! It's not totally dead, but mostly dead.

Q: Has anyone at DE considered a TTRPG or even a war game? you could blow games workshop completely out of the water. I'd rather give money to you than them any day. A: We're all fans of that kind of content, we'd endorse fan content, but we don't have the time to pursue it. Q: Has anyone considered modular ("kit") frames? A: We have considered it, but it didn't seem shippable. Seemed scope-scary.

Q: Are you, Rebb, personally happy with the way movement works at this very moment? A: Are you asking pre- or post- sticky corners? Q: Post. Also is Soulframe taking from the movement in Warframe? Geoff: Soulfame is very much in the opposite direction of Warframe, movement-wise. Rebb: I always thought it'd be fun to explore wall running in Warframe. But other than that, I love it. I think it's the best movement system in the third person games space. Every other game I play I try and bullet jump and aim glide. Questioner agrees.

Soulframe question I used to catch up on my above notes

Q: If you could go on a date with a warframe, which one?… me, it's Grendel. Ben: what would you do on that date? Questioner: just eat :) Geoff: Excalibur? (Rebb: that's very Raphael-coded of you. Little Baldur's Gate reference for you) Mag: Probably Valkyr. Rebb: why choose? All of them >:) Ben: pick one for me. Rebb: Mirage. Ben: What would I do? Rebb: Circus act. You are the circus.

Q: What was your favourite part of developing 1999, and Ben, what was your favourite part of voicing Arthur? A: Some stuff we haven't announced yet. As with most characters I play, there's something lovable about him despite his rough exterior… rough but he's nice about it. He's gonna do something to you, but he's gonna kiss you afterward. Rebb: I think it's quite sacred to introduce protoframes like this. We're being quite sacred about it (it's not Mag and Excal, it's Aoi and Arthur). Ben: The ways in which you're exploring that dynamic is very cool, and very 90s.

Q: Rebb, what are the things that plague you? A: My plagues are supported by the development team. I'm not alone; whenever I have an ailment, I have someone that to help support me with it. Geoff: I've genuinely never seen someone care so much. He gets teary. \*audience cheers as REBB DESERVES\* Same asker: when is my girl Titania getting buffed? A: Controversial question, she's pretty strong. I could see Tribute receiving some QOL to be easier to use (some Tribute). But those dex pixia, they do kill.

Q in a Warframe sweater with a Warframe backpack!: Which NPC would you be most likely to be besties with? Ben: Fibonacci Rebb: We love you Neil! Ben: If you don't have a cranky fish as a friend, what are you doing. Megan: I love Ordis :) especially little trash can ordis Rebb: you better say Lotus, Geoff >:) Geoff: Lotus. Rebb: Hard not to love Little Duck. We'd be besties for sure, drinking in the back room.

Q: if Teshin can have his head crushed and come back, what about Veso? A: He died a hero, I'm sorry.

Q: When can we get points to Dante his brother? A: ??? audience member yells out "VIRGIL!" Rebb: \*laughs\* maybe the bike is Virgil (This is a devil may cry reference)

Q: clan to clan interaction? Haven't had that since solar rails? A: Ok so in the urn we have squad link.. \*laugh\* We are trying to do more clan events. They work for by the book tasks. There's opportunity there we haven't explored. No leaderboards. I'll try to do more.

Q: I'm curious how you develop characters as a Warframe team. I've noticed a lot of references to mythology. A: it's a library of devs that have passions. The team is just really diverse and loves really cool shit. The amount of inspiration we get to name things thematically, we have touched lore I didn't know existed. When it comes to Warframes, we're still looking at old Keith Thompson drawings… he's built different.

Q: I'm sorry to take you back in the morgue. Void keys. Will there be a return to the old void and endless missions? A: We're not in the morgue here, we're in ICU. Visiting hours are open. I loved the old voidkey system. We did a soft tease with Dagath keys, it had wins and losses… There were user experience problems. But it's not totally dead. The omnia fissures are kind of that vibe. You can bring any relic to an omnia fissure and just haul ass.

Q: Can we get a toggle for Protea's visor? A: The rigging artist working on it talked about it. Maybe. You're right, it would be nice.

Q: Fashion frame question. Have you considered a DE color palette, like, Megan's greatest hits? A: That sounds like a great idea :) We're doing it.

Q: Are we ever going to see new necramechs? A: I hate saying probably not. No new ones in 1999 at least. We're touching up the ones we have before we go to the morgue, and grab a skull, to make a a new one. Sorry

Q holding a Clem plushie: when more Clem??? A: We'll see. Clem holds a special place in our heart. He's not in the morgue, I promise.

Q: I've been coerced into asking a question on behalf of someone who's not here. He's made it clear if I don't get a satisfactory answer I won't see my family again. Are there any plans to look at spawn rates for loot and reactants? A: I'm gonna keep talking until you can get your family out safely, I'm filibustering. There's performance issues, we want to get safe on all platforms. The worst offenders we can probably fix. We can increase reactant drop rates. Loot rates is harder to solve.

Q: if you have Drifter selected, can you use drifter melee? A: We thought it was important to keep drifter melee in duviri, but… why not? We could try. Drifters can't mod though. It's not impossible, but it'd take some time.

Q: Warframe being predominantly PVE, has there been talk of collaboration among clans? A: I implied it with the other question, but a social benefit would be great. I'd love to see you make friends with other clans

Thanks to the DE team for your hard work <3 supporting us for 11 years!

visual assets are either my own stream screenshots or from DE's devstream overview

#warframe #devstream 178 #sera's devstream notes

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3070 words later. I present to you...

What was the deal with the grill brush?

An amateur essay on “Just for Once” from Nerdy Prudes Must Die by J

When listening to the soundtrack for Nerdy Prudes Must Die (NPMD), I realized that the song that was hitting me most was, unexpectedly, Just for Once. This was odd to me because one could argue that, of all the songs in the musical, Just for Once isn’t that emotional of a song. Especially since it was sung by a side character like Ruth. But since this instance, every time I listened to it, I was struck with the desire to sit and properly delve into the lyrics and try to understand what exactly it was about it that made it so emotional to me. My aim in writing this is to understand how this song develops Ruth’s character further than her initial portrayal.

To do this, we need to take what we already know about Ruth and put it into context. Before this song happens, we have seen Ruth, as a character, in five of the nine songs, with Just for Once being the tenth song in the musical. This feels important to note as this is a significant amount of time to get to know Ruth and her character as well as her motivations and story through the musical.

Ruth is one of the two characters that open the musical. The first is a fellow nerd, Richie, who sings that he is dead. The stage is set in red lighting. When Ruth joins as a second voice to follow up his line, the context stays the same. We know from the first song of the musical that Ruth is going to die. As the performance continues, we go into a bigger piece with the students of Hatchetfield High School singing about how much school sucks. This doesn’t tell us much about her character, so let’s move on.

Literal monster is a song where the nerds of Hatchetfield High sing about their bully, Max Jägerman. Ruth’s part in this is telling us that she is a nerd and that she gets bullied. She has both solo and group lines that tell the audience and the listener that they aren’t enthusiastic about the bullying stopping. However, one of the lines in the part after the first chorus gives us our first hint into Ruth’s main character trait, she is extremely sexual.

The musical continues after this to see our main trio of nerds at a library. Peter, Richie and Ruth are working together on a thermodynamics paper. Here, we get another line that cements Ruth’s main trait being that she is extremely lonely, and that comes across in often uncomfortable moments. This scene we also get told that Ruth craves contact enough that she will talk telemarketers into hanging up the phone, and that she sees Peter getting a call from one as “lucky”. As the scene continues, we see that Ruth doesn’t seem to understand personal space and is nosey as she asks Peter about what Stephanie Lauter – a popular girl from school – is talking to him about. There is some minor things to note from this scene too, like how she references Star Wars and how she initially agrees that Peter shouldn’t get his hopes up about Stephanie because they’re too different in the social hierarchy in school.

Our next proper character moment happens when Ruth, Richie and Stephanie go to the boy’s bathroom to find Peter after he didn’t show up to study at a restaurant with Stephanie. Here, she remarks how the boys are lucky because they can all watch each other go to the toilet thanks to the urinals not having walls between them.

Our last major scene with Ruth and new traits to note, is during the set-up and consequence of a prank that the nerds, Stephanie and a girl called Grace play on their bully, Max. During the set-up we see that Ruth’s history of bullying leads her to lash out at Stephanie for calling them nerds, going into too much detail about her allergy to deodorant. It helps to solidify Ruth as someone who tends to make people uncomfortable with her lack of a vocal filter. In a later moment during the same setting, Ruth is talking to a telemarketer and gets hung up on. When Ruth talks about her nervousness about pulling off the prank, Stephanie comforts her. This leads to Ruth saying that Stephanie is nice, and that she might be in love with her. This helps us understand that Ruth probably doesn’t understand a lot of what she’s feeling, considering that earlier on she seemed almost negatively inclined towards Stephanie. In a moment between Richie and Peter, we get further confirmation that Ruth is “thirsty” all the time, and that it would be easy to sleep with her and then leave her because of it. When the prank goes wrong, with Max fighting against the perceived ghost and skeleton, we see that Ruth – in the skeleton costume – seems flattered and happy with the praise from Max.

So, to recap. In the lead up to Just for Once, we can understand that Ruth is an anxious character. She doesn’t think too highly of herself or her fellow nerds and will only really push for them to try to get ahead if someone else seems to be reaching out with them to support them. We know that she is touch starved enough that someone being kind and touching her shoulder is enough to make her think that she is in love with someone and that, because of this, she will take any human contact that she can – even if its salespeople on the phone.

With this foundation, we can now talk about how Just for Once expands our view of Ruth as a character.

In the opening before the song, we find that Ruth thinks she can perform on stage better than one of her classmates. This leads into our “musical in a musical” song that is a staple of StarKid shows. This song is supposed to be sung within the context of the musical “The Barbecue Monologues” that exists within the Hatchetfield universe, but I think it can do well at telling us a lot about Ruth’s character as she did decide to sing this song over any of the others that possibly exist within the rest of the production.

The first hint that the song means more to Ruth than immediately apparent is during the end of the second verse, where Ruth sings “And life is fine, if only it were mine.” While it may be because the character that she’s singing for is discontent with life, we have also seen that Ruth doesn’t really fit in outside of the nerd friend group she’s found herself in. We can speculate that she also feels like life isn’t hers to hold. She may feel like she would enjoy life, if only it was something that she could enjoy, seeing as for so long before this point in her story, she was being bullied.

Before this, she sings about how the character has “installed a new bay window” and that they were shopping “for shutters to obstruct the view”. I think that this implies that Ruth understands that having improvements to her life is something that she should want (after Max’s death, the bullying stops entirely), and that she can see the appeal of, but she still wants something to conceal the view of the outside, or even stop the outside from seeing who she is on the inside.

The chorus is the main tell that this song goes deeper than surface level to me. Ruth sings that “just for once I’d be the centre of attention, just for once, remember what a life could be, just for once I feel the light inside the burning of a candle, living just for once…” I’m going to take apart this chorus piece by piece to explain what I think each part means.

The opening line states, “just for once I’d be the centre of attention,” and this lines up with what we know already about Ruth’s character. She has demonstrated already that she craves attention and affection. We have seen her reaction to being praised for her performance as the skeleton in the prank to Max. Ruth wants to be loved, and to have her performance praised. She wants to be the lead of a play.

The next is “just for once, remember what a life could be” this feels like it’s reiterating my point where Ruth wants to remember what her life could mean if there was never any bullying that happened as it has warped her view of what life is. She now has a downplayed life where there’s no point in standing up to people because what’s the point if they all have more worth in your school than you do?

The second to last part is “just for once I’d feel the light inside the burning of a candle” and I think that this means that she wants to feel the light of the spotlight on her, that she wants to be in the spotlight. The way candles are always described is as calm, dancing flames. She wants to be like the flames on candles, to be seen as a delicate but bright focal point of the entire picture.

The final line of the chorus is “living just for once” and it is repeated halfway after the initial singing of it. This, again, just gives the impression that Ruth doesn’t think she was ever really living. She wants to live a good, happy life. But she can’t.

There is a line in the third verse that states “and I was not unhappy about the attention I ensnared, judge me”. This is referring to the character she’s singing for losing their hair after chemotherapy. It can also be read as Ruth not being unhappy about the attention she possibly got after the news of Richie’s death got around. After all, they were both nerds, and in a superficial school like Hatchetfield High even if they weren’t friends, she’d probably get some attention thanks to the apologies gained. This isn’t to say that she was happy, or even neutral, about Richie’s death. This is me pointing out that she would have gotten some of that attention she craved from the loss of her friend.

The following lines don’t stand out to me as anything personal as they start to feel more like the story that she’s singing about is getting across comes in. But the chorus changes again, so I’ll cover those lines too.

The first of these lines is “just for once my life could be just what I wanted”. Here it feels, again, like Ruth wants her life to be something specific, that she could just be better, and be more confident, popular, whatever.

The following is “just for once I’d feel the spark that I once knew”. This introduces another piece of information when it comes to Ruth’s character; she used to know what it felt like to be like this, to perform. She has felt that spark of being on stage, like she is while singing this, and she wants to feel that spark again.

The next is a similar line to one in the first, with a single word changed. “Just for once I’d feel the fight inside the burning of a candle”. This doesn’t change a lot about the implications of the line, but it does give the feeling that she feels like she could be ready to fight for wanting this. She wants this bad enough that, just for once, she’s ready to fight for it.

“Something more than I can handle” is the last line before we have a “just for once” and I feel like this calls again to her wanting to be in that spotlight. She wants to be in the spotlight, even if she knows that she can’t handle the pressure it puts her under for doing so. This marks a turning point in the song where the tone shifts, paralleling what Ruth may be going through with realizing she might not be ready to handle the pressure that being on stage could cause.

The first line of this section is “Should I flip the burgers now? Should I double check its well done on the outside not within?” This is filled with confusion about what she is doing. Ruth’s character has been placed to supervise something they don’t know what they’re looking for when it comes to checking it’s fine to flip the burgers. I believe this parallels Ruth’s hesitance and uncertainty when it comes to navigating a space like theatre, or high school, where she does know what to look for in theory. But in practice she falters, consumed by insecurity and self-doubt, potentially ruining her reputation/ ”burgers” if she does one thing wrong.

Breaking up the lines in this portion of the song are painful sounding “oh”s that sound like pleading to whoever is listening.

“Should I let the coals burn out? Should I let the years cook my body down in front of him?” Is the following line. And, again, this feels like a parallel between the character’s doubt about themselves and their health struggles with getting cancer at a reasonably early age, and Ruth’s doubts about her popularity and lack of connection, feeling like her life is over even though she’s only eighteen years old and her life is barely properly begun. She feels undesirable now, how is she going to feel when she’s older?

This next part of the song, while just repeating the line “Just for once”, has a portion of the music playing that is a leitmotif that has shown up in a lot of the songs before this point. Most noticeably, it takes centre stage first during the song “Cooler Than I Think I Am”. It plays over the top of a part of the chorus where Peter – the lead singer – sings the line “I’m not a loser”. This is brought up again during the titular song “Nerdy Prudes Must Die”, where Max is about to kill Richie, and Richie sings the line as a last-ditch effort to prove he’s no longer a loser, Max shouldn’t kill him. This musical idea is used as a point where the nerds are breaking out of their set place in Hatchetfield High’s social hierarchy. Richie uses it as a beg to be spared. The music behind Ruth’s vocals use it to foreshadow her demise at the end of this song thanks to the use of it in Richie’s number. It sets hope up and dread in the audience when they remember that Ruth was alongside Richie in the opening number singing about how they were dead.

The final part of the song doesn’t seem like it’s a part of the song from the in-universe musical at all. Ruth sings about how a family is borrowing her tap shoes. It’s melancholy in tone, and she continues, singing how it’s “no bother, I never ever use them”. And in a heart-wrenching moment, she says “I used to dance”, before repeating “I used to dance” like she’s about to cry.

I think that moment of the song is the most plain about Ruth’s feelings. I think she did used to dance, and that she did lend her tap shoes to someone because her anxiety stops her from performing anymore. This is a sad moment that lingers slightly before we return to spoken dialogue for the end.

“I found your grill brush, Maurie. It was right here, all along.” Right. The grill brush. This is one of the main reasons I wanted to write this in depth look at Just for Once, because I feel like the grill brush holds more meaning than it first appears. When it is first mentioned, the character of Maurie is looking for the grill brush and Ruth’s character gives a sarcastic comment about how they used it to brush their hair that morning. We know this is even more of a joke thanks to the later lines describing the chemotherapy. However, this ending says that the brush was there the whole time.

I think that the grill brush is symbolizing Ruth and her ability to perform. Given the initial response, it would make sense for the parallel to be how Ruth wants to perform but can’t because, well, she’s herself. She’s nerdy little Ruth who makes sexual remarks and Star Wars references and has anxiety so bad she quit dancing even in her free time. But, after this performance she does while the rest of the cast for The Barbeque Monologues are taking a break, she has more than enough ability to act on stage if the pressure isn’t there. She can do it. So why does she sound so sad when she says, “It was right here, all along…”? Because she knows that even if she can perform, she can’t do it with an audience thanks to her anxiety and self-doubt.

So where does this leave us with Ruth’s character after watching this performance? We now know that Ruth, despite initial appearances, is an aspiring actor with the ability to act but her anxiety is holding her back. She’s performed willingly on stage, but when she knows there is no audience to watch her perform. Even though she wants attention and to have the comfort of people seeing her, she still wants to have the ability of shutting everything out, letting herself be a secret because that’s what she’s used to.

Just for Once feels so sad because it’s an “I want” song that ends with the lead dying. The audience listens to her story, her wants and desires, and knows that she is going to die before the end of the musical because that is what we were told with the opening number. Just for Once is a song that Ruth sings to herself because she can let herself be selfish, and she can let herself want to be the centre of attention when she’s stood on stage alone with nobody to judge her.

Maybe if she survived, she would be able to gain the courage to handle the pressure she feels when she’s stood up on that stage.

#npmd #nerdy prudes must die #ruth fleming #just for once #npmd ruth #listen i used to love creating analasis like this in some old fandoms #and to have it be for just for once for this one?#it seems oddly fitting for me #also this is just for fun and all my opinion #i dont know if anyone else has done this so im sorry if it is repeating some stuff #i dont really do much other than ship art here

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Who (6/?) J. Y & S. M

Pairing: Poly! Jeong Yunho x reader x Song Mingi

Genre: Angst, Smut

Warnings: This content is for a mature audience

Synopsis: You can't remember when was the last time you spent time with them, the last "I love you", the last time any of them kissed you.

Author's notes: It's been such a long time, and I'm sorry for that. Life hasn't been quite easy, but as an apology here's some smut. Hope you enjoy.

Other chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

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It had been a couple of weeks since that night, and getting used to being back wasn’t quite as easy as you thought it would be. At first feeling like a stranger to the place you had once called home, and while your lovers may try to help with that, you fear they may seem to be overcompensating a bit.

You woke up because of the ungodly amount of sound that came from the kitchen.

“Yunho?” Your eyes could barely focus on the things in front of you, besides, what the hell was he doing at home at this hour? Wiping the floor?

“Good morning, my love.” He sighed and got up, “I’m sorry did I wake you up? I dropped some pans and spilt milk. I’m sorry I’m a bit of a mess right now.” He kissed your forehead before going back to cooking, “I’m making breakfast, are pancakes, okay? We also have cereal, or I can make you some eggs or…”

“Pancakes are okay, but what are you doing here so late in the morning? Shouldn’t you be at the hospital?” You took a seat on the kitchen bar.

“I’m taking some time off, they asked me to. Just to get my head back on my shoulders.” He flipped a pancake, “Mingi will be back in a second he went to get some orange juice, we ran out yesterday and we know how much you like it and…” He kept on going, but you couldn’t make sense of what he was saying.

You looked at him without saying anything. His hands trembled with every move he made; he kept on rambling, not stopping to take a breath, afraid to let any uncomfortable silences come through. He couldn’t stay put, moving things around, not able to focus on one thing.

Mingi came through the door. His hands were full of grocery bags that threatened to snap and spill what was inside of them. “I’m back!” He set everything on the countertop, bags of snacks spilling out, hygiene products you were missing, and a bunch of things you don’t even remember mentioning you needed. “I bought everything you ask for, my love.”

“Mingi, you didn’t have to buy this all at once. I have most of this stuff back at my place.”

“Oh well, now you have them here.”

After everything that you had gone through you felt like you needed a bit of time alone, to take a step back and process. Having to come to terms with the idea of being single, actually trying to move on, Bang Chan, the club, Yunho and Mingi. All that in such a short period was messing with your head. But your lovers seemed to differ.

“Babe, I will come back earlier from work to take you on a date, okay?”

“Mingi, we went out yesterday, I’m sure Jongho needs your help back at the office.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of everything.”

Yunho wasn’t any different.

“My love, how about we go for a walk? Or would you rather watch a movie? We can go for some ice cream.”

“Yun, don’t you have to study? I saw your calendar and you have an upcoming test.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll figure it out.”

You missed them, and not having them around had been a nightmare, but this might be over the top. Not neglecting you didn’t have to mean neglecting everything else. So, a list of all the things you had to do began to form in the back of your head.

First, figure out a way to tell them (in a way that won’t destroy Mingi) that you need some space to understand what’s going on in your head and heart. Second, get some actual work done; bills still need to get paid. Third and last of all (and the one you have been dreading the most) talk to Chan. You weren’t even sure if he would be willing to. Jisung said he hasn’t seen him come out of his apartment, and he doesn’t even answer the door; every single time Minho tried contacting him it goes straight to voice mail. Your friend assures you he only needs a bit of time, but you are not quite sure, this might be it for your friendship, and you won’t lie, it breaks your heart.

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Going back to the first task. You rehearsed over and over again the things you want to say, in your head and front of the mirror, it makes you cringe, but it’s better than to see Mingi drown in tears and sobs.

“I appreciate all the effort you are putting in, but that doesn’t mean you have to neglect everything else in your life...”

“We have to learn how to balance work, our individuality and this relationship...”

“All this will take time, trust is gained slowly, and I’m sure…”

And you swore those would be the words that would come out of your mouth the second dinner was over. It wasn’t easy to explain how you ended up in this position…

Mingi between your legs, lapping at your pussy like a starved man, his mouth alternating between your entrance and your clit, not knowing which one to pleasure first. Meanwhile, Yunho was sucking at your neck, leaving bruises all over the sensitive skin; his fingers pinched and pulled on your nipples, and the sins that came out of his mouth made you tremble.

“Haven’t you missed this, my love?” He said pulling on your earlobe, “Have you missed Mingi eating your sweet, little cunt, mm?”

Mingi let your skin go with a pop, before pushing two of his long, thick fingers inside you without warning, finding a rhythm immediately, kitten licking your clit at the same time.

You couldn’t form any coherent thoughts; pleasure had completely taken over your brain; you could only feel the warmth of Mingi’s tongue and Yunho’s hard cock on your back.

“Please, please, please.” You didn’t even know what you were begging for.

“What do you need, baby? Tell us and we’ll give it to you.”

“I need you.” You whimpered.

“But baby, you have us.” Fucking Yunho, always a tease.

“Please, please Yuyu.”

“You need to tell me, love.”

Mingi’s mouth abandoned your core, leaving you aching and in need of more. “Come on, baby. You have to tell us what you want.” He urged, mocking you. “Use your words.” His fingers kept you on the edge, but not giving you any more.

Your mind is clouded by the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. "I need..." you began, your voice barely above a whisper, "...both of you."

Yunho's fingers continued their torturous assault on your sensitive buds, while his teeth nipped your skin, "And you will have us."

Mingi resumed his ministrations with renewed fervour. His fingers delved deeper, stroking that sweet spot inside you that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your veins, while his tongue resumed its teasing assault on your throbbing clit.

“I need to cum, please.”

"Then cum, my love, cum for us.”

With a strangled cry, you let yourself go, surrendering yourself to the overwhelming sea of sensations your lovers were providing. Heavy breaths escaped your chest, a constant ring in your ears, you could barely tell where you were, but one thing was clear, your lovers were not done with you.

You could feel them moving around you. This time Mingi was the one behind you, holding your knees against your chest, placing small kisses and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, his hands massaged your thighs gently.

“You did so good for us, sweetheart.” His fingers traced patterns in your bruised skin.

The familiar sound of the lubricant’s cap opening made you whimper; you had been conditioned to know what would happen next. Yunho and Mingi would always make sure to prepare you to take them, making you cum a couple of times before even trying anything, but tonight you just couldn’t wait, and neither could they.

“Are you ready, my love?” Yunho’s words made you tremble. You felt both their tips in your entrance, ready to claim you at the same time. Mingi kept his hands on your hips while the man in front of you caressed your legs, waiting for your permission to go on. Both of them slightly shaking with excitement and desperation.

“Yes.”

The sensation of being filled by them was overwhelming, but made you feel complete, whole, something you hadn’t felt in a long time. Their movements were slow and hesitant, not wanting to hurt you. Mingi’s moans and whines filled your ears, his hands pinched your skin and his head was thrown back in ecstasy.

“Oh my god, yes, god yes!” He wasn’t concerned by the sounds that left his mouth, too busy enjoying the feeling of your warmth enveloping him.

Yunho wasn’t doing any better, groans constantly leaving his mouth, driving himself deeper inch by inch. His eyebrows furrowed and mouth slightly opened, his eyes could only focus on the place where your bodies met and became one. The image of his and Mingi’s cock splitting you open wasn’t new, but goddamn was it the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

You closed your eyes, trying to control yourself. Pain and pleasure danced inside you, intertwining themselves and covering your entire being. Each thrust consumed you entirely, making your moans turn into screams, you could feel yourself teetering over the edge. The blonde´s fingers pushed on the small bud of nerves at your core making tears spill out of your eyes, while Yunho’s lips sucked your nipples raw.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He moaned, his hips never relenting their hellish pace. And a single moment of clarity, his eyes met Mingi’s. The same look of need and lust covered his face, red cheeks and dazed eyes, cries escaping his mouth, a small I love you between them. With what little sanity he had left, he took the younger man’s head and pushed their heads in a kiss. their teeth clashing and tongues sucking on each other in ardour, both of them moaning because of the new stimulation.

“I’m going to cum!” You cried. An explosion of pleasure filled your system, as your body convulsed in ecstasy, making you almost pass out. Yunho and Mingi couldn’t hold back any longer, the tight knot snapped, joining you and spilling their seed inside you. Their essence and yours running down your thighs, ending up in the couch’s leather.

The three of you lay breathless, boneless, but complete. You had for once and for all found your way back to each other, and after what felt like an eternity, everything felt right.

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candyspandemonium · 5 months

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Sarah J Maas and what NOT to do when you write a book

Last week, I started reading ACOTAR.

I had people telling me not to bother but honestly, I've heard so much about it (can you even escape it?) and was curious.

I gave it a go and liked it well enough.

Look, is it perfect? No. Did I have a good time? Sure.

So I moved to ACOMAF. It was my favourite in the series. Again, not perfect but it was a fun read with enough bad stuff that I could talk about it and analyze it. I'm into that.

From then on, it just became awful.

The writing? Bad.

The characters? Oh. My. God.

You build characters to destroy them. It makes no sense. You can't have a character be super nice and then make the same character do something awful and out of character because you need that character to be bad for the plot. It does NOT work like that.

Most of the characters are assholes. Or the way they are portrayed makes them into assholes.

Most of them are being punished for things that don't deserve THAT much punishment and then ones that don't deserve redemption get it anyway.

The smut? Don't get me started on it. I get that it might be nice to some people. Clearly, there IS an audience for that. But please, at least make it good?

Pregnancy trope needs to stop, I beg. Especially the kind she pulls out of nowhere.

ACOSF is THE WORSE book I've read this year, and I've read some BAD books.

To finish my thoughts, if I ever have to read the word "mate" ever again, I will scream bloody murder.

Thank you for reading, whoever does.

#acotar #acomaf #a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #a court of silver flames #a court of wings and ruin #acowar #sarah j maas #feyre archeron #rhysand #tamlin #reading #reading community

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raspbeyes · 1 year

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The timeline of chapter 2 DRDT

Kinda like my previous post, this is gonna be like another information dump of everything siginficant leading up to arei's death

Day 1 (Episodes 3, 4, 5, 6)

This is not day 1 of the entire chapter, but episodes 3 (end of it), 4, 5, and 6

Morning (8 am - 12 pm):

The triple fight in the cafteria, where Nico and Ace start their "rivalry" and Arei's rope is placed into storage

David here makes the suggestion to share secrets (J is first to reveal Charles's secret on David's suggestion)

Arei's trauma dump occurs at the playground, with her and Eden having a falling out

Teruko reveals Rose's secret, Nico also asks to paint with Rose

Noon (12 pm):

Ace antagonizes Nico and Nico threatens to kill Ace

David reveals Nico's secret

Afternoon (past 12 pm):

Hu and David comfort Nico in the relaxation room, Hu and Teruko refuse to say their secrets to David

J and Arturo are seen together, with J unsuccessfully trying to escape Arturo with Teruko

Revealed in ep 10: Eden takes Arturo away from J for a while to reveal Arturo's secret, Eden and Arei reconcile (The letter has to be made after this point, and with it being implied that the previous alibis from the trials can be invalid, the list opens back up to either be eden, arturo, or a third party

Evening: ?? - Teruko was resting

Either in the afternoon or evening, Nico stole the turpentine from Rose (Definitely after noon is all we know)

Nighttime (10 pm - 8 am):

Teruko meets with Eden in the dress up room and are alerted by a "BANG" sound to the gym, stumbling upon the "bda" of Ace with Nico holding a bloodied wire

The gym is closed from this point

Nico's location is unknown

Levi exits his room into the hallway after hearing Ace's shouting (Check the F1 map to see everyone's rooms in relation to one another, also note the walls aren't sound proof)

Ace passes out shortly after, with Eden left in charge of him (supposedly)

Day 2 (Episode 7)

Morning (8 am - 12 pm): ?? - Teruko was sleeping

Revealed by MonoTV: J had tried to enter the gym but was rejected

Noon (12 pm):

Argument in cafeteria over incident night prior; This is the last time the audience and a majority of others will see Arei alive, who is silent

MonoTV opens the gym back up for Rose and Teruko

Rose mentions the grippy tape is missing, having last seen it last yesterday (No one could have accessed the gym from 10 pm to 12 pm the next day). Rose then excuses herself to go sleep

Afternoon (past 12 pm): ?? - Skipped over

Evening:

Teruko, Charles, and Whit are in the computer lab; There is a dent in the wall (Had to have been made either between start of chapter 2 until now as Teruko didn't visit the computer lab regularly)

Teruko, Charles, and Whit all move to the kitchen, David enters from an unknown place, tired, and then is redirected to the relaxation room by Whit

Teruko and Veronika are then in the movie screening room

Revealed in ep 11: Ace was in the fitness room, then overhears Arei and David talking in the relaxation room - This is the latest that Arei had been seen alive now

Alibis from 7:30 pm to 10 pm (confirmed during ch 10) (tho these may no longer be relevant to the case)

J and Arturo were together completely (as confirmed by J)

Eden and Hu both were doing dishes in the kitchen from 7-10 pm

Whit and Charles were together

Teruko and Veronica were in the movie screening room

Rose was alone asleep in her room, likely asleep since noon

Levi was alone doing laundry

Nico was "wandering around" supposedly on the first floor, as he does confirm seeing David go down the elevator around that time

Ace was in the fitness room alone, overhearing the conversation in the relaxation room

David and Arei both arrived at the relaxation room at this time, with David having come from the kitchen and Arei somewhere else

Ace, David, and Arei seem to be the only people on the second floor during the evening hours

Nighttime (10 pm - 8 am): ?? - Teruko was asleep

Arei's death occured during this time frame (or after she and David finished meeting from the relaxation room)

The trash can has all the trash accumulated from all of day 2 (from 10 pm of Day 1 to Arei's body discovery)

Rose's painting stuff

Thrown out grippy tape

Jugs from the gym, missing handles

Utensils and incense

The torn up letter

Day 3 (Episodes 7 and 8)

Morning (8 am - 12 pm):

This is the motive reveal, which is at exactly 8 am, and everyone is present except Arei, who MonoTV reveals to know is already dead

The body is discovered around at this time at the playground

The investigation also takes within the morning

Things with clear(-ish) time frames

With all that being, there are specific actions and items that have an exact time frame

Arei's death - post meeting with David during the evening of Day 2 to 8 am of Day 3

David is likely the last one to see her alive, and since he's clearly not the killer (just an asshole lol), the killer got to her afterwards. The killer was present at the meeting the next morning at 8 am.

The letter - After 10 pm Day 1 -> 8 am Day 3

The timeframe of which the letter is made/forged happens after Arei and Eden make up all the way back in Day 1 afternoon. The killer/writer could have made it at any time, but for it to be in the trash can, it had to be placed there during Day 2, as MonoTV last cleaned it "two nights" ago, which means after the Nico and Ace incident. It could be placed in the early hours of Day 2 to early hours of Day 3.

Accessing the gym - After 12 pm Day 2 -> 8 am Day 3

The gym could only have been accessed from noon, after MonoTV finished cleaning. Anything taken from the gym had to be taken in this time frame and then put into the trash.

The relaxation room - 8 am -> 10 pm

As explained by MonoTV the relaxation room is open from 8 am to 10 pm, making it closed all nighttime. Meaning that anything used in Arei's murder from the relaxation room (The water/fish) could only be accessed in this time frame.

The cracked wall of the computer lab - Start of chapter 2 - evening of Day 2

This one has no solid time frame excpet at any point before Teruko entered the computer lab during the evening hours of Day 2. Teruko never went to the computer lab prior to that, so it's not a lot to go off of

Arei's rope - After the morning of Day 1

Anyone could have access to Arei's rope starting from the morning of Day 1

Anyway hoepfully that's everything!! Just use this as a refresher if you need to and it's always possible I forgot something :>

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spaceorphan18 · 15 days

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I'm just thinking out loud about things, please don't mind me.

I have a tendency to only blog about my life when it's going badly, and I mean it makes sense - in that sometimes you want to have a space to kind of think out loud and let it out. I'm sure most sane people journal or talk to a bff. I vent to an audience of strangers on the internet. Because I'm weird like that.

But, here's the thing, I'm not doing badly this time! Really, this is the sanest I've felt in a long time, and it's probably due to the fact that I've actually let myself rest (and got one part of my living space picked up). But I do have a lot of things on my mind, so this is me just kind of word vomiting about things kind of as an update as to where my life is at.

On Health: I think the tricky thing this year has been more my physical health than the mental. I'm mentally in a much better place than I was a year ago, and that's great. Now I have to get the physical side back in shape. I've had to run through different kinds of medication lately, and I think things might be straightened out? Also, I was sick most of last week, which didn't help. But I feel decent now - and I'm really hoping it'll stay that way, because I'm just so tired of not feeling well.

On Work: Work as been a lot. We fired the woman who was giving us problems - for anyone who wondered how that whole thing turned out. There's a lot of change happening, and some drama - which I've been grateful I have not been a part of. It's a lot. It's always a lot a lot a lot, but it's not Indiana. As hard and stressful as things can get here... it's not Indiana.

On Glee Things: Now that I'm kind of in a better mental space about it -- I think it'll be best if I just take a step back from any kind of community related thing. I think the thing I keep coming back to me is that Glee is just a part of me now. It's been with me for so long that it's very personal and between the weird up rising of fans who really are only seeing things in Black and White and the obtuse-ness of K and J's podcast sometimes I just can't with it anymore.

The tournament is going to play out quickly and then I'm done with that. Yes, I'm still writing. Yes, I'll still say my thoughts about the things Darren said. No, I'm never really going to go anywhere.

But I don't really want to be a part of the large fandom anymore.

That said -- I think what else has been bothering me is the fact that I miss so many people. The community that I was a part of just doesn't seem to be there anymore. And, I mean, I get it -- lots of people move on. Lots of people are busy. And there are a few of you that have been around and aren't going anywhere, either, and I do see you! But sometimes I wonder if I've come full circle in that I'm talking into an empty void again.

On X-Men things: Meanwhile, guys. I have a lot of thoughts. Marvel has always had a yo-yo effect on me, and I just have gone down the rabbit hole again. It's making me happy, and breaking my heart in the best possible way, and still making me happy. I apologize up front, because there are going to be a lot of X-Men things coming. (As usual, i'll tag it all)

On Reading: Idk, I just want to read more. I have a huge pile of things to read. And I just want to be more consistent about it.

On taking a freakin' break: My vacation is two weeks away. I'm going to take the pressure off myself and just let myself have a break, because I think that's what I really need.

Thankfully, it's spring, and this is my absolute favorite time of year as it gets warmer out.

Don't be a stranger, guys, I do love talking to all of you.

(And eventually, i'll get that queue going again.)

<3 <3

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emerald-notes · 1 year

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Noona! Please! Help! - Part 2

Fandom: BTS Characters: Younger Brothers BTS and Elder Sister Narrator Genre: A Little Dramatic and A Little Comedic Word Count: 1.3K Words Warning: Mention of other idols such as Lisa and Ryujin, tearing down clothes, breakdown, crying etc. Note: It’s a siblings AU story of BTS with the narrator as their elder sister. I tried to write something different from what I usually write about. I had fun making this. Hope it makes you feel good too. Happy Reading Everyone :)

Summary: Her little brothers can’t attend to a single task without her help. Be it a dance competition or asking out a girl for a date, they always seem to be finding everything too hard to go through without her by their side. ‘Our lucky charm’; that’s what they like to call her. But what if she turns out to be a misfortune in different situations in one single day?

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - More to come

Not Really the Best Dancer:

06:45 a.m. 1st September, 2015

I still have more than an hour before Hobi’s aka Hoseok’s dance starts. So, I decided to take a shower and apply some light makeup that would suit all the occasions I am to participate in. I had taken a day off work today. Because, I’m about to meet my seven little brothers, that too, at different times in one single day.

I make a mental note of my schedule and get out of my house (Sorry, it’s actually my granma's house) 10 minutes prior to Hobi’s dance. He is going to participate in the finale of the dance competition he had been practicing for for the last three years. Though a little nervous, I’m pretty positive he is going to win. I mean, why not? He’s the best dancer I have ever seen.

“Come here!” Hobi waves his hand while talking to me on the phone. I go straight to him pushing the crowd ahead of me.

“You should have hurried, Noona!” Hobi says with a pout, “I have to go change. The show’s starting.”

“Alright!” I tell him, “Go on, then. I’ll be cheering you on from the crowd. Are you nervous?”

“Nah!” Hobi dismisses the question with a slight wave of his hand and by putting a bright smile on his face, “Why would I be? I’ve got you.”

I take his hands in mine, clearly noticing the sweaty palms, “Fighting!”

“Fighting!” with a little shake of the hands he disappears inside the dressing room.

Lisa starts her performance with a loud applause from the crowd. I had watched some of the previous dance performances of others in the videos Hoseok brought home for me to see. But I don’t remember watching any of her. Watching her perform live in front of me makes me a little nervous. She has one of the best body controls. And it is definitely something to worry about.

The next participant gets as much cheers from the crowd as her previous competitor. Her name’s Ryujin and I had seen her collaborating with Hobi before. I liked that dance so much at the time. Now, I’m not really sure I’m liking her moves. Of course, she can dance. And that is exactly my problem.

Finally, Hoseok takes the stage as ‘J-Hope’ and the crowd bursts into loud screams from the enthusiasts. All my anxieties take some rest. But as soon as he starts to move along the beat, I feel like I’m holding my breath. As if that would ensure his perfect performance.

Everything goes smoothly until at a point Hoseok rips off his shirt; earning more screams from the audience. I’m shocked at the revelation. Is it a mistake? I mean, Hoseok would never do that. Once he had told me himself that he doesn’t like showing much skin. It’s the choreography that matters more to him.

But it seems like I’m the only one who’s confused. Others around me seem to be enjoying the dance along with that little distraction that he made. However, I gather myself just before the end so that I don’t forget to cheer and clap the loudest for my little Hobi.

There’s a thirty minute break before they announce the winner of the long one month competition. I check my phone and gasp.

Three missed calls from Yoongi.

I check the time. It’s already 8:48 a.m. Yoongi’s game starts at 8:30 a.m. I was supposed to be with him now. I look out for Hobi.

“You did great!” I compliment him hurriedly.

“Thanks but…” Hobi frowns.

“What’s the matter?” I take a closer look at his sweaty face.

“It’s just that” Hobi continues, “I feel like I made a mistake.”

My phone rings before I could tell him anything. It’s Yoongi again.

“Umm…” I hesitate before speaking, “I still believe you’re going to win. Hobi… Please don’t mind but… I really have to be somewhere now.”

“What?” Hobi looks up, “No way! Wait for the announcement at least. Please, Noona! You promised!”

“I promised I will watch you perform. And I did that. Besides, you didn’t mention the results will take that long to be announced. I have to meet Yoongi. Apparently he has an important match too.”

Hobi scoffs, “As if he’s the one playing.”

I can sense the anger rising within him. First of all, he’s upset about some mistakes that he made. Now that I’ve mentioned Yoongi, he’s definitely pissed. Hoseok never liked the fact that Yoongi bets money on basketball matches. According to him, “It’s a waste of money if you lose. And a waste of character if you win.”

“You can go if you want.” Hobi says finally, “It’s not even a huge deal.”

I know he doesn’t mean that. It is in fact a huge deal for him. My common sense tells me it is better to deal with an angry Yoongi than with an angry Hoseok.

I smile and pull him into a hug. He’s surprised by my sudden action. “What’re you doing?”

“Don’t worry!” I say, “Noona will stay so that you win.”

“Oh yeah!” Hobi hugs me back, “Then, I’ll definitely win.”

“I’ll be there as soon as it ends.” I yell at Yoongi through my phone because of the loud audience around me.

“Yeah, take your time.” Yoongi says bitterly, “Looks like Hoba is in need of some luck more than I do today. ‘Cause we’re already winning.” Then, he cuts the line.

I don’t have the time to think about his last remark. The three participants walk to the stage and the crowd cheers louder, as if it is even possible. I cheer for Hobi too, mentally praying to God that my little brother gets the fruit that he’s been nurturing for so long.

With some dramatic speeches and hearts beating up to our throats, the result is finally revealed. And J-Hope is not the winner.

Looks like Ryujin outdid the others this time and she is as shocked as I am to find it out. Both Lisa and Hobi are clapping with bright smiles on their faces. They are both bowing to Ryujin, who in turn is bowing to them. The flower bouquet is presented to her and the rest of the celebration goes on in blur.

I went backstage to meet Hobi. But I only see two girls hugging and complimenting each other. Hobi is nowhere to be seen. I look through the dressing room and he’s not there.

I decide to peek at the boy’s bathroom to check and I sigh in relief. Hobi is bending towards the basin, his hands covering the face while the faucet runs beneath.

“Hobi!” I call him softly.

“Please, Noona!” His voice cracks as he tries to speak, “Just give me some time. I promise I’ll be okay. Just some time is all I need.”

Contemplating on why it is hard for me to believe that he is crying out of failure, I find that it is because I had never experienced Hoseok openly displaying sadness before. He was always the ray of sunshine, the restless butterfly or the sweet smelling flower of our family. As if it is what’s expected of him.

Even right now, in such a vulnerable state of mind, he doesn’t seem to be trusting me enough to have confided in me. Instead, he’s willing to go through a breakdown all alone until he’s ready to smile brightly again.

I am dumbfounded. I feel like I need to tell him something, comfort him and let him know that he’s not here alone. I want to make him feel that it's okay to fail. That he’s still loved and that’s what should matter the most.

My phone rings in my pocket once again and Hoseok looks up from the sink. With teary red eyes he says, “It must be Yoongi Hyung. Don’t make him wait any longer. Just go. I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure?” I ask, confused.

“I guess,” he sniffs, “I accept my defeat. Maybe, I’m not really the best dancer that you used to think I am.”

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