#ALL AROUND ITS VERY BAD and ya know i know this logically and i KNOW i’m not going to reach out

[bodycountgame]

Hello! I was a big fan of the series a while a go and it is lovely to see that you are back. I'm terribly sorry that other anons put you through a lot with the voting aspect of the game. Absolutely no one deserves death threats for a story that they are bringing to us for free. However, I am not going to lie, I always feel a bit worried when a fandom majority vote is what has long lasting effects on character life/death. It was ok when it was everyone voting with an equal effect. Now there will be a wealth gap to vote. Only people that pay can contribute. And at least where I'm from wealth looks a certain kind of way.

Since you have characters that are in a minority it feels... Bad. Maybe I'm projecting how racist and transphobic my home country is on the vote for this game. I also don't want you to feel like this is an attack on you because that is not my intent at all! I love the diversity in the love interests and it was what brought me to the game initially. I am worried that if you do a majority vote on Patreon that characters that aren't white/cis will face a harsher vote. Trans lives are in danger and I was not surprised when a nonbinary character died first. I was part of the fandom and people treated them very grossly (it actually made me step away for a bit as well). There were many options but the vocally out and proud person got the boot first. What I'm saying is I trust you more than your Patreon supporters. If the people can't all vote as one, due to the actions of some terrible people, then maybe we shouldn't vote at all

anon, i totally understand your concerns because i absolutely shared them. to be completely honest with you, i had totally misjudged which characters i thought were popular or not and watching the three non binary cast members struggle through that first vote felt Bad. my personal disappointment about ellis being the character to receive the least votes in the vote contributed in no small part to the twist in chapter 3 and their revised arc (which was Not planned when i set out writing body count hahaha). howeverrrrrr, i did learn a lot from the process.

my main motivator behind making the vote patreon exclusive was that the voters would be genuinely invested in the game and that the polling would be much harder to game or manipulate. selfishly, i also think it will reduce a certain amount of the absolute barrage of wild anons from the first time around haha!

in addition to that, though, i think its important that i reaffirm what i have said from the start: i am acutely aware that in interactive fiction in general and particularly on tumblr there is a strong preference for white male characters, and i am not here to write some kind of gross POC/women/nb slasher. as much as i want the audience to have a say in the direction the story takes, i ultimately have final say on what happens in the story that i am writing.

the main way that i intend to have oversight of the voting process is by who appears on the polls in the first place; the first poll was the last time the whole cast will be available for a vote at the same time. since ellis, one of three NB cast members, was the first character to die, i've said that neither of the other NB cast members will appear on future polls. if it's women and POC suffering in the next vote, then i'll be applying similar logic. if that means we get towards the end and we need a white boy only poll then so be it!

that said, if people cannot behave then i will simply take away their toys. although i consider the voting mechanic to be one of the things that makes body count unique and fun, i'm absolutely not above doing away with it if there are Shenanigans that spoil it, ya know?

anyway, i hope that assuages some of your concerns! sorry for another giant wall of text wow i simply cannot answer a question concisely atm

#technical stuff #The Vote #faq #does this even make sense idk hope so!!

[papermint-airplane]

I haven't had an intrusive thought that has caused actual panic in a long time. I've gotten really good at facing my intrusive thoughts and being like "you're an intrusive thought and I'd like you to go ahead and shut the fuck up". That sounds unhinged af but that's an actual legitimate strategy that therapists tell people with OCD and anxiety (like me) to use. And it works well after a certain point (getting to that point is its own battle though). Now I can shut them down fairly quickly so they don't cause as much distress as they used to.

Sometimes, though, some of them slip through my defenses and make me have A Very Bad Time™. This is one of those times.

Hit the cut if you're interested in how I combat these.

Last night, as I was laying in my bed trying to sleep, my OCDemon was like, "I'm going to ruin this bitch's whole life". I knew, I just knew that a car or low flying plane or something was going to crash through my bedroom window and game-end me right then and there. That is extremely unlikely to happen for multiple reasons I don't think I even need to enumerate to people whose brains don't hate them, but I was so sure it was going to happen and I was going to die.

I fought it the way I've been taught. Facts and logic, baby. "My bedroom does not face the road". Check. "In order for a plane to hit my house, they'd have to be flying so low that I would hear it coming and have time to respond in some way". Check. "I need to sleep. I have work tomorrow and there's nowhere else for me to sleep. I have to be here." Check.

It didn't work right away. It never does. I had to keep going over and over it in my head while forcing my body to lie still. At this point, the fight or flight mode had already kicked in. I was shaking, feeling irritable, feeling scared, heart beating super fast and skipping beats, sweating, all your classic physical symptoms. I wanted to get up and get as far away from that bed as I could, but I held myself down. I kept repeating the facts. "You're not in any danger. Nothing is coming through that window."

Eventually, I relaxed enough to sleep but it must have been fitful. I don't remember anything because I was zonked out but I woke up to my sheets and pillows halfway on the floor so I must have thrashed around like a dying fish all night.

I am exhausted and I'm still feeling a heightened sense of anxiety, but it's way more manageable right now. I just keep wanting to check the news which is unfortunately an OCD compulsion of mine whenever I'm feeling anxious because I guess my brain wants a reason to be anxious. Wouldn't ya know it, this shitty world loves to give it those reasons. Lucky me. I am fighting it as much as I can. My rule is no checking more than twice a day (I will literally do it hundreds of times during a bad flareup) and if it gets too bad, I have to text my therapist. I'd rather not bother him off-hours so this means I'm fighting my existential dread with my fear of being a nuisance lmao.

This is rough and anyone else going through this, I am right there with you. It sucks not being able to trust your own thoughts. It sucks having to fight your own body. If I had a cure, we'd all be fucking cured right now. But all I have is an arsenal of techniques that work just barely at best and not at all at worst. All you can do is keep fighting.

I need a nap.

#ramblings #tw: mental illness #tw: obsessive compulsive disorder #tw: anxiety #tw: panic attack #coping techniques #coping strategies #recovery #therapy #i just thought maybe this could help someone else idk #i mostly just wanted to get this off my chest

[mdhwrites]

I just wanna say, thanks for your takes. Like, everybody acts like TOH is this bold masterpiece whose all flaws can be blamed on Disney and, while on some level this is true, I can't help but feel frustated with the inconsistencies and wasted potential it has that go back since fricking season ONE! So it's nice to see someone criticizing the show but not in a bad faith way, ya know? Thanks.

Thank you! It genuinely means a lot to me. It can feel like I'm screaming into the void a lot of the time or just circle jerking my opinions. The 'good faith' implication of your kind words especially is resonant because, well, I've gotten a lot of people claiming that I must have not watched the show or something. Which, if I really thought the show was literally all bad or just watched it to hate it, I wouldn't talk about it as much because a piece of media that only fails isn't as interesting as one that succeeded so much at one point.

But… I actually to take a moment to talk about the fandom's intolerance towards criticism in possibly a more good faith manner than I have. I've been too mean in the past and, well, the show kind of asks for it. Asks that if you think critically of it, you HAVE to come up positive.

How did the show do this? Well, remember that the VERY SECOND EPISODE is spent entirely around the concept that this show doesn't have Chosen Ones. A cliche trope of some other fantasy had an entire episode devoted to it with constant hammerings in of the final lesson: No one here is designated as special. No one follows that trope.

That isn't even subversive comedy. That is just explicitly going out of your way to point at a trope that people are lukewarm about at best commonly and stating "I dislike this. This isn't here. We're BETTER." Worse yet, the show DOES revel in subversive comedy that reinforces this viewpoint or continues to make plot points that are explicitly against common story telling in the genre, like Willow saying they're not friends yet.

This, naturally, begs comparison. Begs critical thinking. Not even negative in theory, just… A more critical eye anyways. After all, if the explicit text says it's better, it is inherently asking to be judged as above average. As something special.

So, for much of the audience, you have two options. One:

You agree. You think it is as special as it claims to be and find higher value in its storytelling and themes and quality. You stay on its wavelength and are pushed more and more to continue to think it's the best when the show says it is.

OR

You disagree. You think the show, even if you don't think it's bad, is okay. Average to good. It's not the special thing it claims to be though and so you have fallen out of step with it. After that, every time it does something other shows would do, let alone when it says it's not, it nags at some part of your brain. Because the show itself is claiming to be better than your perception of it.

This second mindset makes good faith criticism more difficult because every small mistake is going to feel larger. Things that would be normal and waved off in other shows can't be now. Can you reconcile with this? Of course. Plenty of people wanting my thoughts have stated they still like the show but there are going to be some who once the unraveling begins… There's no stopping it.

And it actually effects the person in line with the show as well. Why do people blame Disney and the shortening for all the problems of the show despite all the leaps of logic required to do so? Because it helps them get back into step with the show. It makes it easier to claim that its boasts are valid and only stopped because the 'true vision' of the piece wasn't realized.

And reasonably, this makes for a VERY hostile environment. Criticism that wouldn't even be blinked at with other shows like a silly mcguffin or a funny plot hole become insurmountable problems. After all, the show claims to be better than that. You saying ANYTHING negative, means that the show itself is wrong and you risk falling out of step.

Even worse is that this is a self devouring serpent. If you agree the work is special, the work stops having to say it's special to continue having that perception by fans. They'll claim ANYTHING to keep raising the bar to meet the expectation. Every character is clearly nuerodivergent or disabled in some way. Or both! Luz is unlike any protagonist ever in media! Lumity is literally as perfect as you could make a couple in media!

And so you keep feeding the serpent, bringing the point of the serpent where something slips up and you are devoured along side with the last of it ever closer. Because now if it fails the expectations you've put on it… Everything's over.

And that just sucks and isn't healthy for anyone. It should be okay for your favorite piece of media to be just average. I mean, my favorite comedy is still Emperor's New Groove and I'm not going to claim it's somehow on a whole different plane of existence. It just has good animation, good comedy, good heart, etc. like that without being offensive. It does its job telling an entertaining and coherent story very well and in a way that I just have never let go of.

I don't need it to be more than that. And media shouldn't be asked to be more than that.

#The Owl House #Rambles #Thank you again!

[fiftytwotwentyfour]

Puzzle 6:

I Expect You To Die 2

The Spy And The Liar

Created by Schell Games

Puzzle Classification: Digital Escape Room; VR Escape Room

Price: $24.99 (I purchased the "I Expect You To Die Bundle, 3 Games, making each individual game ~ $20.83 before tax)

Review:

That's Right! I am already back with the EOD and I'm cleaning up Zoraxis Scum.

And Well...

The First Installment of I Expect You To Die lives forever on a pedestal. I still gush over the game and the story. Even after beating the game - I still go back and play around to unearth little nuggets that I missed.

When it came to the sequel... I personally felt a little let down but it's still... The Game is Pizza - Yep, It's Pizza, ya know - even though it's kinda bad its still kinda good.

Things I Liked:

The Storyline. For the Main Character and the Villain

There were some very cool game mechanics. I would love to mention them but I also don't want to spoil anything.

The Art Style and Time Period/Setting

Things I Didn't Like:

This being a stationary game - not just you the player, but your in-game character is stationary as well - I thought it was difficult to see items and objects which where meant to be interacted with - they felt oddly far away. I constantly caught myself squinting inside my VR headset and saying... "Is that something?"

I also didnt care for the dark backgrounds/lighting - I understand it provides ambiance, but again made things difficult to find. Most of delays in solving were based on me literally not being able to see something.

I also felt during certain puzzles a lot of problem solving heavily relied on the narrator's directions - listening for step-by-step instructions - rather than figuring out the sequences yourself based on clues and your own logical reasoning.

Some parts got to be really long winded especially when it came to the "subcontracted" voice acting.

Some other odd things to note - I was hyper aware of how many times I died/failed a mission this go around - and truthfully - it really wasn't all that much compared to the first game - maybe 2-3 times tops per level - about 12-15 per the whole game. This sounds like a good thing, right? Actually - it took some of fun out of the game. I found myself hoping I would just die so I could discover something - I was averaging 18 mins on level completions.

Alas, even though my Cons outnumber my Pros - I just love the concept of this game and I still look forward to playing the 3rd Installment.

*photos/screenshots courtesy of Schell Games/I Expect You To Die*

Completion Time: 4hr59min01sec42ms

Hints/Clues Used: Zero

Items Not Included / Needed:

Nothing Once Downloaded

Personal Rating: 7/10

2024 Puzzle Record: 6/6

#52 in 24 #puzzle #escape room #ieytd2 #ieytd #i expect you to die #James Bond #secret agent #VR #virtual reality #The Spy and The Liar #I Expect You To Die 2

[the-rodent-gentleman]

The Prince of Wrath

OK, I need to get this off my chest or else I’ll go berserk.

Ever since Asmodeus showed up in episode 7 of Helluva Boss in all his sexy glory, my mind has been bursting with headcanons about the other Princes of Hell (aside from Lucifer), one in particular.

The big, bad head of Wrath himself: Satan.

Perhaps it has to do with how his app we see in that same episode implies he’s big and muscly, or how all the details we have of Wrath’s environment and residents give glimpses into his personality and values?

In any case, big thanks to the person behind this post about their own headcanons about the Big Red D himself. It really got me inspired to do some of my own cuz, oh Lord, do I!

Speaking of the aforementioned post, its ultimate conclusion is that Satan is a warmongering, bloodthirsty god-tyrant who demands maximum savagery from his subjects and revels in the spectacle of violence itself.

Honestly, given all of the context the show’s given us so far, this take makes absolute sense. I can totally see Vivziepop’s Satan being a cross between DC’s Mongul and Bleach’s Kenpachi, championing violence and bloodshed by upholding conflict while constantly on the hunt for worthy opponents himself. Any self-respecting imp would want to worship such a figure.

If I may, though, might I suggest an alternate interpretation?

A very lengthy alternate interpretation?

Appearance

First off, Satan will be jacked.

I think we can all agree on this.

Unless Vivzie pulls a MuscleBob Buffpants by giving us a Satan that’s actually a weakling (an epically hilarious thought), it’s safe to assume the Big Red D is built like a shit brickhouse. 

And thicc. No joke. You’d be amazed at all the real-world art that depicts this guy with cake.

After all, he’s the king of Wrath itself which means he’d have to be sporting God knows how many pounds of raw muscle beneath his clothes as each step of his massive cloven hooves shakes the very land like an earthquake. Like Asmodeus, he would tower over his followers, his height a constant reminder of his power and authority.

As for his attire, given the Wild West/country-style aesthetics of his respective Ring, it’s safe to assume Satan will have a cowboy theme going on too, just like how Asmodeus has his whole slutty showman schtick to match the flashy lascivious clubs in Lust.

Gotta be on brand, ya know? 

That said, being the leader of a such a war-driven group means he’d have to do more than dress like a simple cowboy. His looks would have to scream something that fully encapsulates him as not only a figure of worship and authority but also of chaos.

Now depicting him like a sheriff makes sense initially since that’s a position of power, except sheriffs back then only got jurisdiction over small areas - and the Ring of Wrath is assumedly anything but small. Plus again, chaos.

By that logic, making him a mayor also only works to an extent since this is a higher position, but the problem here is that it implies a certain level of detachment from the action. A big no-no for the ruler of war.

In short, neither job fully captures the feel of someone large and in charge of a land where power is the end all, be all, let alone someone who is the undisputed king of letting loose and wrecking massive shit.

Hence why I suggest a third option: gang leader. 

Think about it. With all the wars and fighting Wrath’s denizens do, it makes sense to envision all of them as part of a widespread band of outlaws, further adding to the contempt towards imps like Moxxie or perhaps even Blitzo who go against the grain. 

Depicting Satan this way would best capture the sense of worship offered to him by the imps, what with the sense of loyalty and all, while also sticking to the authority he has over Wrath. Plus, I can see him riding around the deserts on his own massive steed to survey his subjects to insure nobody’s getting ideas of overthrowing him (not that he wouldn’t welcome any bastards naïve enough to try).

Side note: it’d be sick if the ‘face’ we see in his exercise app turned out to be based on a mask he wears. Would really tie into his theme of putting up a tough front, which I’ll get to in a bit.

Of course, being the embodiment of a sin, Satan would have to be more akin to a gang leader god, one whose sheer strength could level an entire mountain range in seconds while his unmatchable marksmanship is the stuff of legends. A literal force of nature few would dare to question, never mind challenge.

A true undeniable king.

Except it might not be as clear-cut as that.

Backstory

One thing Helluva Boss has been consistent in is its inversion of tropes, or at least mild tweaking. Look at how Asmodeus interacts with Fizzaroli as Moxxie and Millie leave the stage in Episode 7, for example.

If we can expect hidden depths like this to be a trend for the other Sins, there’s no sure telling the kinds of nuance Vivzie and her crew could implement. After all, Hell (and Heaven for that matter) in this universe has more going on beneath the surface than appearances suggest.

And that makes sense. Lucifer, Satan, Asmodeus: all the Seven Sins were somebody else before they fell. The mere fact they’re rulers of Hell now doesn’t negate certain aspects that persisted after their descent.

Then who was Satan once upon a time? What name could he have bore before becoming the Prince of Wrath?

Though the answers differ wildly across sources, one grips my imagination the hardest (mostly due to me having a certain game series on the brain).

Satanael. 

God’s former enforcer and executioner. An angel of justice and fairness and, most importantly, divine retribution. The one who rebelled against a false God (perhaps an angel other than Lucifer hoping to overthrow the true Supreme Being) on behalf of humanity’s freedom.

Only for humanity to disregard said freedom in favor of blissful ignorance and mindless content, leaving the one who championed them not only disillusioned but embittered. Deeply so.

So much in fact that while he never fully lost his sense of justice after falling, he had done a complete full-reverse in his mentality regarding it, going from Right Makes Might to Might Makes Right.

In other words, you can only achieve the justice you seek as long as you have the power to do so. Otherwise, you best as hell either get out of dodge or brace yourself to get trampled.

Given the culture of the Wrath Ring, said ‘power’ is commonly taken to mean ‘physical strength’, although if Moxxie and Blitzo are any indication, imps have been exploring other avenues of strength as well (though perhaps not always with justice in mind necessarily).

Again, fitting with the Wild West theme since a good number of gunslingers in history originally came from law-abiding backgrounds while others tried to go the straight and narrow after leaving behind their criminal lifestyle - to no avail of course.

On the topic of law-abiding, someone that powerful and with experience in law enforcement would be indispensable to Lucifer as the big boss himself would need some way to maintain control over all of Hell, let alone defend it. Perhaps a second-in-command? 

Which would strike me as odd considering someone like Satan would wind up ruling over imps, who rank at the absolute bottom of Hell’s hierarchy alongside hellhounds. On the one hand, you could argue this works just fine for the big guy as he has a perfectly dispensable army at his disposal.

If he couldn’t care less about his imps.

But - and humor me on this - what if he did?

If so, then surely he’d do more to better imps’ social status in Hell (even if only for the sake of his own pride), except that would entail invoking a total rehash of the hierarchy, which would require him to defy not just Lucifer who stands at the very top but the other Princes as well.

And he can’t risk depriving imps of their idol if he were to die in the attempt, let alone worsening their already god-awful reputation. After all, history would simply see a rebellion led by him as a grab for power, nothing more.

Then it hits him: who needs power most?

The weak, the feeble, the downtrodden and frustrated. The ones constantly put down for no reason other than enforcement of the social quo.

Because that’s how change and justice mean something in the first place, by starting from the bottom up. By imps along with any low-level demons who may follow rising up and putting pressure on or even uprooting the higher-ups to enact proper change.

And how do they achieve this? With the proper resources and connections, with the right tools and information. Perhaps even from some secret allies, one which happens to be a certain devil.

Yeah, the big bad Satan himself backing an imp rebellion from behind the scenes.

After all, what’s better than seeing your followers achieve their own justice? (Unless they’re like, say, Striker who’s only in it for his own personal gain. In fact, it’d interesting to discover Satan would find such a motivation disgusting.)

Personality:

As for his actual character, while we’ve already covered most of his general beliefs, there’s still plenty to extrapolate about him. 

Being the Prince of Wrath in conjunction with his possible backstory, it’d be natural to assume he’s masculinity incarnate, boasting an air of swaggering confidence and dominance wherever he goes.

By that same token, he would take immense pride in his physical prowess, hence why he goes great lengths to maintain his chiseled physique, not only in strength but also in stamina, flexibility, and other bodily attributes. 

In short, he’s a gym rat. A very, very big gym rat.

Furthermore, as he’s head of Hell’s military forces, he also takes care in maintaining his combat capabilities, including marksmanship and hand-to-hand combat. This way he’s always ready for a scrap, no matter the scale or opponent.

As a result, while he could come off as arrogant and aloof (and for good reason), Satan is actually very vigilant and dedicated to his job, a job so important to Hell’s stability that he imposes high (albeit somewhat narrow-minded) standards on not only himself but also his imps and to an extent others in terms of battlefield performance. 

To that end, he highly values self-sufficiency as much as he does loyalty and obedience as he can’t be around to baby every single person. He’s a ruler and a commander, not a babysitter. This can also make him very unforgiving to anyone he deems a failure or weakling since, again, he has no time to coddle fools who refuse to grow spines.

Just because he might care about his imps doesn’t mean he won’t show them tough love.

On the other hand, if you are someone who succeeds in meeting his standards, expect nothing short of the utmost respect. For an imp, it’d be like finally getting the approval of a super-strict and highly accomplished father...except now they would have the immense pressure of keeping their self worthy of said approval. Yikes.

If you’re someone who can actually match him in skill and power, however, that’s when things get truly interesting.

While the canon could depict him as a scoundrel who will do anything to win, it’d be interesting if it showed him having a twisted code of honor instead. Going back to my theorized backstory for him, for Satan it’s not enough to merely win. You have to win for the sake of your ideals, prove you have what it takes to see your beliefs through no matter who stands in your way.

Perhaps in a way this could be how he secretly assures to himself that his former angelic self might have been right all along, that standing up for others isn’t weak or foolish.

That said, he could still be a massive dick. For one, he’d be above asking anyone for help because why would he, the Sin directly behind Lucifer in terms of power and authority, ever need someone’s help? He’s the one people rely on, not the other way around!

Same with showing emotion - or rather any emotion that isn’t some degree of rage, hate, joy from combat, or even just casual grumpiness. In fact, if he were to have neuroses similar to what I’ve been listing, he’d likely have a complex about seeming weak or needy, perhaps even resorting to cruel quips if he so much as thinks someone suspects those of him.

At least out in public. Behind closed doors, he could turn out to be an absolute teddy bear who has all sorts of ‘feminine’ hobbies like gardening and knitting that he wouldn’t dare reveal to anyone he isn’t close to. 

Plus, he could be utterly touch-deprived and desperate for even the smallest drop of affection since being the Ruler of Wrath doesn’t seem like the kind of position where you can afford to come off as mushy.

In fact, it’d be interesting if Asmodeus weren’t the only one with a secret little relationship on the side for this very reason.

Relationships:

Speaking of relationships, it’d be both hilarious and highly ironic if Satan, the embodiment of Wrath itself, were the voice of reason among the Seven Sins. 

I mean Lucifer would have to keep someone so powerful close by for more than one reason, and anyone in charge of the military forces for Hell has to be able to keep a cool head. Somebody capable of both sheer strength and complex strategy is far more intimidating than a mere brute, after all.

Granted, we may not know the personalities of the other rulers yet but if Ozzie is any indication, we can expect them to be a colorful bunch, so it’d make sense for at least somebody among them to be the levelheaded one. Honestly, I could easily see such a Satan often having to reign in the antics of Asmodeus - and possibly Leviathan too if the theatre mask app is any indication (dramatic ass sea monster king when, Vivzie?).

Basically this GIF in a nutshell.

Now while I’ve already gone in depth about how Satan might be towards his imps, it’s still worth noting that he did not deign to show up during the Harvest Moon Festival in Episode 5. Perhaps he thinks himself too above such an event or maybe he has too much on his plate to waste the time - maybe both.

In any case, there could be some level of affection Satan holds for his imps but at the end of the day he is still their leader and them his followers.

That said, I feel if he did care about his people, he might in turn have some level of contempt towards Sinners since even they rank higher than imps and hellborn in general on Hell’s hierarchy. 

As for how he could view Heaven and its denizens, the Archangels in particular, well that would be plunging deep into headcanon territory (well deeper) and this post is long enough as is, so I think I’ll wrap things up right here.

Thanks for reading!

#satan #helluva boss satan #hazbin hotel satan #wrath ring #prince of wrath #theory #analysis #No this wasn't me trying to flesh out my version of Satan #what do you mean? #long post

[greenhikingboots]

How about 1, 29, 55, & 126 for the book rec ask game.

omg. why did my answer turn out so long!?! ridiculous. but thanks for asking, dot!!! thanks for letting me play. :) 1. a book that is close to your heart Little Women and Tuesdays with Morie. i grew up on the 90s version of the Little Women movie, which led me to read the book for the first time in 7th or 8th grade. i’ve read it several times since and love how much it makes me care about all four March sisters. i used to have more of a temper like Jo and long for nice things like Amy. and i thought it was nice how, as they get older, they didn’t lose who they are but they did get a little softer around the edges. i think even as a kid, that gave me hope. Tuesdays with Morie is another one i first read when i was pretty young (high school not middle school) and have several times since. there are some “zen” messages i still carry with me. here’s a quote as an example: “the culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. and you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it.” honorable mention: Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace with the Institution of Marriage. do i have that subtitle right? it’s something like that. it’s one of the first books i read that weaves social science research into a more personal narrative, and i really enjoyed that. some parts of this book stuck out to me enough to use as a framework when writing the ceremony for my wedding (friend officiated). but that’s personal enough i’ll keep the details to myself. 29. your favourite YA novel for quite a while, YA was all i read. so i feel like i should have a long list that i’m struggling to choose from. but most YA leaves me thinking, “great idea, but B- on the execution.” (saying that makes me feel like a snob but whatever, it’s true). i will stand by the first book in the Hunger Games series being great and worth the hype. i read it again a year or two ago and it is very well crafted. sharp characterization, great pacing, background information weaved throughout in just the right way. too bad the later books didn’t keep up. Elanor & Park was one a read after hearing about it a million times and worried it wouldn’t live up to the hype. i don’t remember it that well now, but i remember liking it even more than i hoped it would. one of the characters with poverty and abuse and i thought it tackled those issues in a believable, not-at-all-cheap-or-gimmicky way. i read The Spectacular Now because i really liked the movie. and while the main character drives you crazy after a while, i think that’s kinda the point. he’s a mess and needs to learn about growing up and being considerate of others. similar to Elanor & Park, i thought this book handled teenagers going through rough stuff in a believable way. 55. a book with a satisfying ending is it weird to say Gone Girl? the ending was frustrating for me the first time i read it, i guess because i wanted something happier. but it’s satisfying in that, upon second read, i accepted that the author knows her characters better than i do and she wrote an ending that made perfect sense for how unhinged and unhealthy they are. i also have to admit that as i get older, i understand Amy’s resentments more and believe Nick’s bullshit less. so even though Amy’s totally off her rocker and should, logically speaking, be in jail, i’m glad Nick doesn’t get a normal happy ending. it’s just so messed up its satisfying, you know? 126. your favourite spring read

interesting and timely question! unfortunately, i don’t tend to have seasonal reading habits. can i tell you what my dad’s answer would be? he likes a book called Vipers’ Tangle (google just told me it’s sometimes called The Knot of Vipers since it’s originally written in…. french, maybe? it’s from the 50s). its set around Easter, so…. i’ve tried to read it around Easter too, but i haven’t managed to get very far with it. if i had to choose something i’ve personally read…. maybe something by Brene Brown. ya know, non-fiction stuff about how vulnerability is actually bravery and people are built for deep connections and we have to be willing to take a little emotional risk to make deep connections happen. that sounds good for spring, right? growth!!

#book rec ask game

[benjaminthewolf]

Evil Never Triumphs (Vore Story)

THIS IS VERY VERY VERY VERY LONG! LIKE, 11 GOOGLE DOCS PAGES LONG!

Don’t worry though, setup and payout are pretty much equal, six pages to five.

(I hope sincerely that “view post” is on both the mobile and browser versions of Tumblr…)

WARNING: BLOOD, DIGESTION, HEAVILY IMPLIED FATAL!

This is basically the “bad ending” of the story, BUT, a good ending will be posted completely separate of this, so no it won’t have the 11 pages of prior context on it in the post. I preface that, because “heavily implied fatal” leaves the door open to a rescue scenario, and what’s the next logical step after you rescue someone who was almost killed by digestion? Why, healing vore of course! So make sure you stay tuned for that!

Also, hey, I finally wrote another furry pred, so…yay!

****

“All clear!” Dr. Krankcase called out to Wolfgang behind him as he gazed intently around the corner. There didn’t appear to be anything down this particular stony passageway, and despite the fact this was a very large and interconnected cave system, there wasn’t exactly anywhere that an intruder could be hiding, so unless Kaos had managed to recruit a minion with the ability to turn invisible, for now, the two of them were safe.

The moment that the academy got the signal of trouble inside the caves of the Molekin, one having even reported hearing the iconic sound of Kaos’ laughter echoing around the tunnels, Master Eon had naturally alerted that any Skylanders who were currently near the area should go check it out immediately. It just so happened to be that the two former Doomraiders Wolfgang and Dr. Krankcase had been hanging around the region at the same time the distress signal was received. Thus, onwards the two of them scouted, making their way deeper and deeper, down into the dark.

However, as had been rationally suspected by the two reformed villains, knowing quite well the habits of the little, bald man, they were not, in fact, down here alone. Peering with a rather furrowed brow through the magic portal-hole that constantly kept an eye on the two Skylanders, Kaos gave a scowl.

“Out of all the ones who could have come…” he murmured to himself under his breath. He still remembered getting mercilessly betrayed by the Doomraiders when they were still an active villain group, only to have them kidnap him again so that they could go into the future via his portal master magic as a part of their plans, and held a rather visceral hatred for all its former members as such. “...don’t you think I forgot getting trapped in that stupid goo barrel of yours…” he continued on rambling while glaring at Dr. Krankcase through the portal. “...and then having that stupid fleabag right next to ya scoop me up and use me like a toy in order to get his way- HEY, GLUMSHANKS, DID I TELL YOU TO STOP STIRRING?”

“Y-YES LORD KAOS, I MEAN- NO LORD KAOS, OF COURSE NOT! OF COURSE-” Glumshanks, Kaos’ tall, lean, green-skinned troll minion who was the singular voice of reason that the shrimpy, deranged portal master ever had in close proximity to himself, frantically stuttered out as he instantly went right back to stirring around the giant bubbling mixture of Kaos’ newest evil plot that lay slightly simmering inside a gigantic, black cauldron whilst using a comically large spoon and standing on top of a rickety, wooden ladder in order to be able to reach it all in the first place.

“SILENCE, FOOL!” Kaos aggressively snapped back. “Now, where was I? Oh yeah!”

Evilly rubbing his hands together whilst gazing excitedly into the portal, the stubby, bald dark portal master let out a soft chuckle to himself, before the inevitable villain monologue at last began to flow.

“They all think that after I failed to evilize Mount Cloudbreak, petrified darkness would be useless to me! WELL THEY’D BE WRONG!” Confidently turning around in order to face his pot once more, Kaos let a cruel, toothy grin seep its way across his face as poor poor Glumshanks only continued to lose the remaining feeling in his arms.

“THIS TIME, THIS TIME, I have FINALLY managed to distill down this stuff, INTO ITS MOST PURE AND EVIL FORM! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Gleefully whipping out of his pocket a medical syringe that was filled all the way to the brim with the stuff, Kaos gently caressed the thing in his hands.

“Oooooooohhhhhh….” he sensually shuddered out as he glanced back over at the portal, his eyes practically locked upon Wolfgang whilst he and Dr. Krankcase ventured further into the cave. “...and here we do indeed have THE PERFECT TEST SUBJECT! GLUMSHAAAAAAAAAAANKS!”

“Y-YES LORD KAOS?” Glumshanks called out from his position above the ladder.

“You can stop stirring now! My other minions will know how to handle it from here!”

Glumshanks, though he wished to a downright painstaking degree to feel relieved, was quite simply unable to be so as he shakily set the comically large spoon down upon the brim of the pot. Fumbling precariously with his arms as he desperately attempted to use every single last bit of strength left within them to haul himself down the ladder, the moment he finally touched ground, the poor troll literally collapsed to the floor, losing consciousness almost instantly, taking him fully out of the picture for the moment as a result.

At the sight of this fiasco, Kaos could only scoff before turning, again, back towards the portal. If everything went well, this little experiment could have potentially GINORMOUS ramifications, and it all boiled down to this.

“As long as those idiots remember what I trained them for…” Kaos mumbled to himself whilst keeping close watch on both the former villains. “Then I might just, FINALLY, have a single chance at last!”

****

Dr. Krankcase’s iconic wooden spider legs scuttled their way across the cold, stone floor as the two former Doomraiders apprehensively moved forth through the tight, underground passageway. In order for Kaos’ plans for the two of them to work, at this point it was imperative for them to somehow be separated down there.

Thankfully, however, it was indeed for that particular reason why the bald-headed, eensey-weensey little villain had chosen this particular cave in the first place. Not with these two specifically in mind, of course, the overall plan would work regardless of who came in, just as long as it was two or more people, but regardless, Wolfgang and Dr. Krancase were the two who had answered the distress call, and as a result, the plans would now have to be adapted specifically for them and their abilities.

“Looks like the tunnel splits paths here.” Wolfgang growled under his breath. “That might mean we’ll have to split up.”

Narrowing his eyes as he gazed attentively down one of the passageways, Dr. Krankcase eventually nodded his head in agreement.

“Yeah, yeah, they go in completely different directions. We’ll have to strike it out on our own.”

Wolfgang gave a scowl. “Alright then, but you do remember what the emergency call is just in case there’s foul play involved, right?”

“Of course, it was… ‘Scrump Muffin’, yes?” Dr. Krankcase calmly replied, with a rising hint of humor in his voice.

“Yeah, since if you just hear me screaming ‘help’, you can’t really know if it was actually me or not, but something like that?”

“Oh yes, absolutely.”

Wolfgang smirked. “Heh, if somethin’ actually does happen after we break, those poor enemies are gonna be in for a surprise.”

The two reformed villains jovially shared a casual bout of laughter with each other, before at last, it was time for them to get going.

“Alright. Welp. I’ll see you on the other side I suppose.” Dr. Krankcase concluded with a nod as he began to make his way down the right passageway.

“Eh, just as long as neither o’us have to scream out ‘Scrump Muffin’, of course.” Wolfgang responded soon after.

Still rather amused over their chosen emergency phrase, the two Skylanders only continued to chortle to themselves as they at last parted ways, Wolfgang being naturally able to see in the dark, whilst the wooden-legged doctor utilized the light emulating from the canisters upon his goo guns to look around.

“I know I can go pretty fast on these babies…” Dr. Krankcase noted to himself, referring of course to his legs. “I just hope that Wolfgang can manage to achieve the same…”

****

“Is he here yet?”

“Do you see him?”

“SHHHHHH! YOU’RE GONNA GIVE OUR POSITION AWAY!”

“Oh…sorry!”

Kaos’ troll minions chattered amongst themselves inside the left passageway as they awaited in the dark for one of the two Skylanders to walk obviously into their trap. Knowing that the both of them would naturally be on high alert, the trolls had all drunk an invisibility potion before getting into place, ensuring that the naked eye had absolutely zero chance of detecting them. Thus, within the middle of the passageway they stood, silent and at the ready for the inevitable fight to ensue.

The trolls had no idea which of the former villains were coming down their path, but it ultimately didn’t matter, as long as it was one of them, the plan would continue just fine. Knowing that they were listening for either the sound of footsteps or scuttling, the trolls strained their ears. Thus, as soon as the unmistakable light plodding of Wolfgang’s feet began to echo throughout the walls, the trolls silently nodded amongst themselves. Perfect. Kaos had told them that Wolfgang was the ideal test subject, and low and behold, here he was.

Knowing due to their training what they needed to do next, the trolls thus proceeded to tighten up their muscles in preparation to strike whilst keeping their eyes locked tight on the bipedal wolf trodding forth. It would not be very long, however, before Wolfgang swiftly stopped dead in his tracks.

And it was right then and there, upon what the former evildoer did next, that the trolls came to a realization. As while the reformed wolf sure was the perfect test subject for this evilizing serum, he was absolutely not, the perfect target for an ambush, a fact which, in the end, boiled down to one, simple fact. Wolfgang’s sense of smell.

“Something smells… off, here.” the two legged wolf mumbled to himself whilst ferociously sniffing the air. “Almost like…”

The trolls forcefully suppressed a sudden gasp of shared panic, as they at last understood that their time was finally up.

“TROLLS!” Wolfgang snarled out whilst using his Skylander magic to make his bone-harp appear in his hands. He had chosen his harp over his bow because the cave was a very enclosed space, and he would need to attack multiple enemies at the same time if he were to get out of here successfully. “AWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Allowing his howl to reverberate around the cave, compounding in upon itself before at last reaching the trolls’ ears, the group of enemies at last gave in as they collectively gave an searing cry of pain from the anthro wolf’s attack, the musical note for pain echoing around inside their eardrums as Wolfgang went on to make use of his claws to slice the trolls into submission upon the floor. Despite their blood being invisible too, the unmistakable metallic tang practically emulated off the bodies as the poor, defeated minions let out wincing groans of agony before they at last disappeared into visible piles of experience orbs, that which were casually absorbed into Wolfgang’s body as a result.

Once he was sure that there were no more enemy trolls around, Wolfgang gave a scoff.

“Didn’t even manage to land a hit. How pathetic.”

Allowing his bone-harp to disappear back into hammerspace, Wolfgang began to think.

“...alright then. Trolls. What could that mean?” he mumbled to himself whilst placing a finger under his chin. “Well there was a report of Kaos’ voice down here, and he has used trolls as minions in the past, so…”

Upon at last fully comprehending just what this might mean, Wolfgang made his bone-harp re-appear in his hands.

“...*tisc* I have no idea what that hairless, empty-skulled fool is thinking about doing this time, but-”

“HEY, ‘FOOL’ IS MY WORD, YOU THIEF!”

Wolfgang’s heart instantly leaped to the sky as he rapidly attempted to pinpoint the exact origin of that cry. “WOAH!” he instinctively called out in his shock.

“Woah is right, my former furry friend. For it is I! Kaos. Who has arrived here to- HEY! WHAT THE-”

Instantly switching his harp for his bow before using one of the arrows to pin Kaos against the wall via his cloak, Wolfgang promptly slammed his fist around the miniature villain’s throat, before giving a deep growl.

“Comin’ in to clean up your minions' mess after such a pitiful display, hmm?” he rumbled out directly into Kaos’ ear. “Well I frankly don’t care WHAT kinds of dirty tricks you’ve got up your sleeve, THIS TIME, when we trap you somewhere, YOU STAY TRAPPED IN THERE, DO YOU HEAR?”

“UH..OH UH-I MEAN-I-!” Kaos began frantically stuttering as he attempted to reach into his right cloak pocket without it seeming too conspicuous. “WELL YOU SEE, I-YA!” As the seconds ticked by, only that final cry out of the infamous portal master’s mouth had managed to echo its way around the tightened, cavern walls, as the grip around his throat was slowly released out of horror.

Wolfgang’s heart froze. He knew he had just been hit by something. That much he knew. His pupils dilated ‘till they strained as a single tear began to well up inside his eye. “Wh-what…what did you just do to me?” he softly whimpered out.

Tossing to the side the now empty syringe, Kaos promptly tore the arrow off the wall and out of his cloak, allowing him to move freely again, as the poor bipedal wolf began rapidly wincing in agony, whilst tensely grimacing upon the floor.

“It's over now, wolfie…” Kaos teasingly stated. “That was liquified darkness that I just injected into your blood. There’s no way for you to resist it. You might as well just give it up now.”

Upon being delivered this information, Wolfgang gave a yip, as the gears within his head that still held the capacity to function began rapidly turning.

“...y-you mean you were TRYING to get up close to me?”

Kaos let a seering, cruel grin creep across his face, whilst giving the poor wolf a nod. “Oh…but yes…yes I did!”

“And you…did you…DID YOU LEAVE THOSE TROLLS THERE JUST TO BE BAIT?”

Kaos almost instantly theatrically threw back his head. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YES, YES! FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT, FOOL, HAVEN’T YOU?”

Able to feel the darkness deeply infiltrating his veins as he sputtered, coughed, and spat, poor Wolfgang’s mind began to rapidly dissipate, only able at this point to yowl out one last phrase amongst his anguish, as the darkness at last overwhelmed him, and his body gave in as such.

Kaos couldn’t help but give out an “Eh?” as soon as Wolfgang had said it, but of course, he paid the strange cry no mind. After all, how could any phrase as meaningless and downright sickening as “Scrump Muffin” ever be of any concern to such a meticulous plan such as this?

Simply shrugging the moment off as the transformation finally began, Kaos was indeed soon after able to feel the heavenly euphoria of victory flowing generously through his nerves, causing him to give a pleased shudder of pleasure, and turn his way back towards the rapidly shifting Wolfgang as such.

“OHHHHHH…I BET YOU WISH YOU HADN’T SNATCHED ME UP FOR ALL OF THOSE ANTICS WITHIN THE TOWER OF TIME, NOW, DO YOU?”

Kaos knew that Wolfgang couldn’t hear him, but that ultimately didn’t matter. The first phase of the plan had been a resounding success, and as the villainous grin on his face only continued to grow wider, the tiny dark portal master began evilly tapping together his fingers as he enthusiastically prepared himself, as well as his newfound darkness-infused tool, to move forth to phase two. Positively overwhelmed with his joy, Kaos gave one last lament to his well-planned, perfectly executed win, his absolutely brimming being seemingly just about ready to burst.

“DO YOU?”

****

Dr. Krankcase had indeed received the signal. He had also received the quite possibly unintentional signals resonating from Kaos’ throat as well. Due to his rather cautious, scientific nature, the lime-green skinned, trenchcoat wearing doctor had been meticulously examining the walls around the area with each scuttle he took deeper into the cave, just to be sure there weren’t any hidden cameras or booby traps anywhere along their length. Because of all this, the moment the distress call was sent, it had come from ahead of him, relative to his position within the tunnel. As a result, the spider-legged man had only one direction to go when it came to helping his friend, and that was, of course, forward.

“Gaaaaaaaaugh, I swear, if there ARE any hidden traps down here that I miss and thus activate because I’m rushing to help Wolfgang, I will…uuurgh…” he grumbled to himself as he ran.

“WELL RIGHT NOW IT DOESN'T MATTER! HE SENT ME THE SIGNAL AND NOW IT'S MY JOB TO GO FIND HIM!”

Increasing his speed to about as fast as he could go whilst holding forth a goo gun just in case he needed it, the reformed doctor’s gaze hardened as he was suddenly able to discern some light resonating out of the end of the tunnel. Nodding his head as such whilst preparing himself for a fight, Dr. Krankcase soon burst forth out of the opening of the tunnel and into the chamber beyond.

The area was extremely spacious, in complete contrast with the considerably narrow tunnels before it. The ceiling and walls were undetectable by anyone standing in the center, and even the faintest of breaths could be heard echoing their way across the dark, as the cautious man gazed around intently, not daring to make any noise, searching vehemently, for any sign, at all, visual, audio, or otherwise that, could give him any clues whatsoever as to what was going on.

Eventually, after a good few minutes of inconclusive waiting, the now considerably less on-edge doctor began to wonder if Wolfgang was still trapped in his tunnel, and he wasn’t able to tell because he had been running so fast. He was just about to turn himself around in order to go check out that possibility, before all of a sudden, out of quite literally nowhere, a warm, misty breath was heaved directly onto the back of the poor doctor’s neck, the resulting shock and panic forcing the man into absolute sensual overdrive once more.

Instantly swiveling his being around in order to face the source of the breath head on, holding out both of his guns in preparation to fire, Dr. Krankcase was, in the end, granted by the circumstances just a few seconds to get back his grasp on reality, before at last, a dark pinkish light swiftly erupted into ignition, the fierce, resulting lumination revealing the secrets at last.

Dr. Krankcase instantly froze, both of his arms inevitably locking up as the facts of the matter began to shakily settle in. The poor man had absolutely no clue what had happened to his friend back in those tunnels for any of this to be the case, the spectacle itself had given him basically no hints, but all that he could discern from the scene, was soon to be expressed in one simple sentence the moment the quivering doctor finally regained control over his voice box once more.

“W-Wolfgang?” he quietly stammered out in horror as he shakily scuttled a few inches back.

The shuddering man absolutely knew that his former fellow Doomraider wasn’t able to respond. No in a state like this. And yet, the word still came out, most likely by instincts, as he began to examine the scene.

He knew for a fact that Wolfgang had been evilized, this was of course because of the distinctive dark purple and pinkish colors currently present upon his fur and body, the newly obtained crystals on the top of his head shining out a brilliant, searing light, as well as how his demeanor was now considerably more wild and aggressive, the frothing, evilized wolf giving out many spiteful hufs towards the man as a result.

That much was just about as concrete as a claim could possibly get under these circumstances. In addition to all that, however, the darkness had also massively altered his physiology, turning him into a relatively gigantic four-legged wolf, with the anatomy and proportions indicative of such a form, his massive, hunkering body completely towering over the doctor, a body so huge that it almost caused him to scrape his head against the now visible ceiling a few times as he shifted his being about, the now rather tiny man slowly gaining back his composure as he let a few more simple sentences softly escape from his mouth.

“Wolfgang…please…if you can still hear me…please…try and fight it out…” he began practically pleading with the canine. “...I don’t want to hurt you…I-I know you would never hurt me…well…in this era at least, but…the darkness…” Dr. Krankcase was barely even able to get halfway through his sentence before the evilized wolf gave a low growl and promptly narrowed his eyes.

“...please don’t pounce…please don’t pounce…please don’t-POUNCE! AAAA!”

Quite unfortunately for the panicking spider-legged doctor, Wolfgang’s evilized mind was firmly in control, and as a result, before the gunslinging man even had the chance to pull the triggers, his body had taken the leap.

“GAAAAAH! NO!” Dr. Krankcase cried out in terror as he was squashed beneath a paw pad. His wooden spider legs naturally folded inwards upon themselves as the reformed villain’s head and chest were aggressively forced to the floor, pinning him underneath as a result, and leaving him unable to fire his goo guns, that which were also crushed under the force, possibly even shattered, as the now trapped man painfully let out a gasp.

“WOLFGANG! WOLGANG! PLEASE! PLEASE FIGHT OUT OF IT!” he frantically squealed in desperation as he fruitlessly squirmed about beneath the paw. “NO, NO, NO!”

It did not matter how much Dr. Krankcase screamed. It didn’t matter how much he struggled. It didn’t matter what actions he took in order to try and break himself free. No, all of that was rendered completely and utterly null, all precisely in the moment where Wolfgang, at last, fully revealed his maw.

Seemingly realizing this, the poor doctor’s body almost instantly froze up as his consciousness went blank. It wouldn’t take very long, however, before the color in his eyes steadily began to return, and he finally understood everything.

“NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! PLEASE, YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THIS, YOU DON’T HAVE TO-MMMMMPH!” Swiftly getting shut up by a light stroke of the tongue, Wolfgang retracted the dark purple muscle for a while before he began generously salivating, giving a rather slimy lick across his chops before his paw slid down so that it was now only covering the man’s wooden legs, leaving him therefore able to give the man’s remaining biological parts a quite thorough examining via the flavor having seeped through onto the outside of his clothes.

Flopping the sleek, heated muscle onto the pinned doctor’s back before slowly dragging it across the trenchcoat’s leathery exterior, Wolfgang’s body gave a pleased shudder as the opened maw continued to blow front after front of warm air onto his writhing prey below. Dr. Krankcase was no longer even able to verbally resist as he was gently flipped over upon the floor, causing the man to come face-to-face with the ravenous, beastly creature, before the hot, thick form of the tongue positively slathered its saliva upon his shirt-covered chest, eventually making its way up to his face, the sticky, dousing fluids soaking into the man’s skin and hair as he desperately sputtered and coughed.

Having had enough with the sampling, Wolfgang’s evilized mind now knew that it was at last time for the reformed villain’s journey to commence, and upon giving his prey a preemptive sniff just to be sure he wasn’t going to be ingesting anything harmful, the ferocious, giant wolf swiftly took his paw all the way off the doctor’s form. Before the shuddering man even had the chance to pick himself up off the floor, however, Wolfgang’s opened jaws came viciously crashing down above him, slamming full-force their weight into the floor and causing multiple shockwaves to go reverberating by, before the jaws cautiously closed around the man, hauling him up, wooden legs and all, into the air, teeth clenched gently around him, before said teeth as well as his tongue began working together to maneuver the doctor back into the center of the maw. Slightly tilting his head towards the roof as he did so, Wolfgang could feel Dr. Krankcase’s body on the inside sliding effortlessly onto the middle of his tongue, his wooden legs still in their folded position that allowed the man to lay flat against the ground. Fiercely clenching down his teeth in order to fully seal his prey inside, Wolfgang allowed a low growl to rise up from his throat before calmly laying his body against the cold, cavern floor.

Dr. Krankcase’s brain had all but completely shut down at this point as he was able to hear the soft, constant breaths being heaved in and out of Wolfgang’s lungs all around him. As his partially broken goo guns were now located outside, his only remaining hope at this point was to pull himself together enough to use his leg spin move to get Wolfgang to spit him out. Rather unfortunately for him, however, This possibility was rendered all but null as the giant wolf’s sleek, purple tongue folded over on itself and once more pinned the doctor down.

Taking his time in order to savor the immaculate taste upon his prey’s being, Wolfgang proceeded to slowly swish the man between the tight, bulging pockets of his cheeks before he sent him down to his doom. As the reality of the situation only compounded in on itself within the mind of the poor doctor, Wolfgang at last unraveled his tongue from the man, before tilting his head back once more, and allowing the slide to commence.

Dr. Krankcase knew rather well that once he had gone beyond the gullet, he had quite possibly gone beyond the point of no return. It was mostly likely for that reason, then, that the formerly quivering brain of the man finally snapped back to attention. Able to feel his upper body slowly slipping down the tongue’s sloped surface, he frantically swiveled his head around in an attempt to find a way to get out, as he understood implicitly that trying to climb back up the tongue would only end in disaster. Luckily for him, as soon as his wooden legs were wedged somewhat cleanly into the entrance of the evilized wolf’s throat, the plump, dangling sack of flesh that was the uvula appeared in his peripheral vision above him. Not wasting any time in frimly grasping onto the thing with his hands, Dr. Krankcase was thus only able to hang there precariously as Wolfgang suppressed a gag.

Not taking very kindly to his prey attempting to resist, Wolfgang let a rather aggressive bark rattle its way up the doctor’s body as the poor man on the inside instinctively gave a shudder of fear. Giving a hard gulp in an attempt to get the spider-legged doc off his uvula, Dr. Krankcase’s grip began to slowly slip off. Tightening his hold in pure desperation as a result, the relatively tiny man, though he obviously couldn’t feel it, was able to tell his wooden legs were getting squelched into Wolfgang’s esophagus as his hold on the uvula only continued to grow stronger.

Feeling Wolfgang gulp once more, causing the dark purple piece of flesh to be tugged further downwards as a result, Dr. Krankcase was able to tell that part of his upper body was wedged inside the evilized wolf’s throat as well, causing his eyes to well up a little as his fingers began sliding off the continually stretching sack. Now, only one more gulp was needed in order to send him down into the tightened tunnel below, and it wouldn’t take very long before Wolfgang did just that.

Poor Dr. Krankcase was thus forced off of the uvula, that which practically slingshotted itself back up and into place as a result of all that stretching, as the now slightly weeping man was fully squelched in. Still holding up his hands just in case of a miracle, the former villinan-turned Skylander would receive precisely nothing to aid his being as his hand was at last slipped through the upper esophageal sphincter along with the rest of his body.

Wolfgang on the outside gave a rather satisfied sigh as he could feel the slight bulge traversing its way down his throat. Still able to detect some of the man’s flavor upon his tongue, the humongous canine proceeded to give a lick across his chops before nonchalantly allowing the thing to dangle outside of his maw, and drool its way onto the stony cave floor as a result.

Meanwhile, Dr. Krankcase on the inside was once again desperately trying to resist. Practically pounding and banging his fists into the side of the evilized wolf’s throat, the great wolf on the outside only gave a scoff and an eye roll as the the pathetic punching and squirming did basically nothing other than send light vibrations up the thing whilst the spider-legged doctor at last disappeared behind Wolfgang’s collarbone.

Dr. Krankace’s tears began to rapidly pick up as he was finally able to sense Wolfgang’s deep, pounding heartbeat throbbing inside his chest. The echoing thumps booming all around his ears, the poor man gave a shudder once more as the overarching baseline was suddenly joined in by the rising melodic choruses of the grumbles and groans emulating out from the awaiting stomach chamber below.

At last, though, again, he couldn’t feel it, Dr. Krankcase was able to hear the lower esophageal sphincter opening itself up as all five of his wooden legs were effortlessly squelched through, leaving only his upper body left to be squeezed out.

The force of gravity aiding the process quite nicely, Dr. Krankcase instantly closed his eyes and scrunched his nose against his face as he finally took the plunge. Being thankful for once in his life that he couldn’t feel his legs, the poor man, for the moment, dared not open his eyes, as he knew that the instant they were to be opened, his heart would sink to his core.

Wolfgang was able to sense the fellow reformed villain landing deep inside his guts due to the resulting sloshing of the liquids within, causing the area to start picking up its activity, churning and gurgling the recently entered prey around whilst the acids slowly trickled in. The hefty, solid sensation of the man weighing down inside his stomach was downright heavenly for Wolfgang, as suddenly, all of the air that had been swallowed down along with Dr. Krankcase came rising back up in his throat, causing him to let out a great, echoing belch which rang its way across the giant cave and caused the magically enlarged canine to form upon his face an exceedingly cruel grin.

Smacking his lips a few times as he positively reveled in the moment, the poor spider-legged doctor on the inside of his guts was beginning to realize the acids were at last searing their presence around him. Since he could touch the bottom of the relatively shallow chamber with his wooden legs, he was able to stand all the way up so that they weren’t searing away any of his biological flesh. Still, he knew it would only be so long until the things gave way, and as a result, let out a suppressed wince as he squished himself deeply into the walls surrounding the deathly liquid pool, as the one source of comfort he could possibly have left, in the face of doleful reality.

The soft, cushiony walls churned and shifted against his being as the constant white noise only continued to ring within his ears. Feeling the natural warmth and wetness upon the walls soak into his cheek as his left eye squeezed out a tear, Dr. Krankcase was soon able to recognize the sizzling noises of the acids below him as they began to work away at his legs. The soft, wooden exterior was starting to melt away, their molecules being released out into the acidic broth as nothing but mere goop. The poor doctor winced. He could indeed sense the irony, and the irony absolutely was not pleasing him. Knowing that now, it was only a matter of time before all which remained of his flesh and blood body was to meet the same fate, he grimaced. Half of himself was already six feet under. Perhaps, now was the time for the formerly separated two halves of himself to at last meet back up.

Back on the outside, Wolfgang at this point had rolled himself over onto his side, and was currently making use of his front paws to knead and glomp over the slightly bulging belly that protruded from his middle. The area was rising and falling at a gentle, consistent pace, as the evilized wolf casually rubbed his pads around its form. There were a few audible groans and grumbles that would occasionally echo around the cave, as Wolfgang gave a sigh whilst slowly closing his eyes. When he opened them up again, however, instead of bearing the now expected presence of pleasure and relaxation, they instead bore the perhaps completely opposite presence that was, deep thought and seriousness.

He absolutely knew that victory was in his paws, that much was absolutely true, and yet, he also knew that Dr. Krankcase down inside of him was indeed smart enough to be able to delay this victory until backup inevitably came. Yes, he wouldn’t be able to keep his biological body above the acid line very easily after his wooden legs ceased to function, but it could definitely still be done, and figuring out how to do such things on the fly was, in fact, one of the reasons the doctor was such a valuable asset to the Doomraiders back when they were a cohesive team, and now that very same ability, provided Wolfgang couldn’t find a way to counter it, was to be used back towards the cause of the Skylanders, and against the wishes of the one who had evilized him. Wolfgang, in his evilized state, plain and simply, could not have that. As a result, he concluded that he had to bring the doctor somewhere much tighter than his stomach and with barely any room to move around at all. And it would only take a few more seconds of deliberation on Wolfgang’s part before he figured out where, in fact, that place may be.

From his place on the inside, Dr. Krankcase was still desperately attempting to hold it together, staring down in rapidly compounding mortal terror at his rapidly melting legs. Layer upon layer of the tan, wooden material constantly sizzled off, as the poor doctor desperately attempted to maintain his upright position by pushing downwards against the squishy, flexible nature of the walls with his arms. This maneuver ensured that his biological upper half would remain uninjured for as long as he could hold himself to this state. And since he wasn’t making any easily detectable verbal noises nor any sudden movements, Dr. Krankcase, his brain continually rushing with overstimulation, did indeed have a brief, tiny, minute flash of a moment where, for a split, singular instant of time, he almost, almost came to the conclusion that there was a good chance of making it out of here alive. As was rather clearly alluded to, however, this feeling was absolutely not going to last.

The formerly villainous doctor was only able to feel it as a gentle shove against his hands, but ultimately, regardless of the amount of power that the motion was sent out with, the effect was all the same. Far too paralyzed with fear in order to properly respond, the poor man was only able to react once more upon his body giving an instinctive yelp once its biological nerves at last made contact with the acids. Now merely working on his impulses, Dr. Krankcase swiftly shoved both his arms forwards in order to catch his fall, as while said arms and the hands attached to them were covered in leather clothing (his trench coat sleeves and gloves), his face absolutely was not, and though he was forced to grimace a little as the liquids still found a way to seep around those barriers and into the fleshy contents therein, since he hadn’t yet sustained any critical damage, there was still a chance he could haul himself back up into the position he was once in, and maybe, just maybe, the hope for survival would live.

Fiercely grinding his teeth in order to work through the agony as he painstakingly inched his body back over towards the stomach walls, Dr. Krankcase was able to hear some sort of squishy, echoing noise resonating throughout the chamber, but merely brushed it off in favor of focusing more on survival. It was only until the moment that he realized there was currently some sort of active waterflow as well, did he finally understand that he now had to stop to fully examine the scene.

Sensing himself getting dragged backwards by the current as it hauled his wooden legs further into its grasp, Dr. Krankcase finally had enough incentive to turn his head around in order to clear the mystery that was the current situation, thus leading him to shakily swiveling it around to finally confirm what he had been subconsciously thinking this entire time.

Alas, unfortunately for the poor doctor, upon having done exactly that, his body instantly froze once more. That was indeed the duodenum that Wolfgang had just opened up, and the meticulous evilized wolf was indeed, (perhaps once he had realized that the man inside of him wasn’t screaming or resisting at all), rather intent on bringing him deeper in, squelching him into an area where he had absolutely no hope of living, the gigantic canine’s now rather ironically named small intestine.

Dr. Krankcase practically gagged from terror as he desperately, though ultimately vainly, clawed his gloved fingers upon the bottom of Wolfgang’s stomach, in an attempt to maintain a grip, as he only continued to be dragged downwards into the entrance of the dark purple intestine, the perhaps one single area in the entirely of Wolfgang’s digestive system that pretty much guaranteed he would not be getting out alive upon entiering within, regardless entirely of how hard the poor doctor proceeded to struggle.

Quite sadly for the doctor, however, as he was only further and further tugged back, the harder and harder it became for him to resist the flow. Seeing his very last attempt to maintain a grasp on the stomach’s floor being released right before his very eyes, his fingers still being held in a gripping position despite all of his efforts having been in vain, Dr. Krankcase was barely even given time to take in a deep breath, perhaps the final bit of oxygen the poor man was going to get in the totality of his life, before he was, at long, long last, fully sucked within, the entrance to the duodenum closing itself in upon sensing the entrance of its prey, whilst the now extremely satisfied evilized Wolfgang on the outside gave a few self-approving nods, knowing very well that, unless something unpredictable went horribly, horribly wrong for him, his ultimate victory above his former villainous partner was all but guaranteed.

****

Now that his body was fully submerged inside the acids, Dr. Krankcase’s plight for survival had all but moved from “attempting to keep himself above said acids” to “attempting to keep himself awake”, for he knew that if he managed to succumb to the ever-present singeing torment constantly being endured upon his body, he was, by all reasonable probability, never to wake up inside his dorm room designated specifically for him within the beloved walls of the one and only Skylander Academy ever again.

Not daring to open his eyes as that would most likely just result in his corneas getting burned off, the poor, suffering man instead focused all available resources on his brain, doing his very, very best to block out any and all signals of pain that his nerves shot straight to the organ, as well as all the equally agonizing screeches coming deep from his chest that urged him to take in a deep breath. As a result, though he certainly knew that the process of digestion was happening to him all around his form, he was, perhaps quite thankfully, unable to see it, and, if he managed to keep his resilience up, feel it. Though of course, if the current situation only continued as it was, pretty soon, he was of course, never going to feel anything, much less the stinging burns of the acids all around him, ever again.

Within the outside of his self-limited perception, then, the acids toiled in joy. Swishing their way around the man’s thick, leathery trench coat, and tricking their way down into his gloves, the epidermis of the poor doctor began to rapidly sizzle away, as the cellular goop swirled out into the acidic, deathly broth and subsequently homogenized into a shushing cellular goop, not that far off from the distinctive glowing green goop that the man himself used in most of his attacks, in fact. If only Dr. Krankcase was even able to sense the irony, as his consciousness continually wavered, dangling seemingly by a single, remaining, easily snappable twig that was the poor man’s sanity.

Meanwhile, in the part of his body that, could he feel it, would have probably added so much to his current pain that the moment the dermis was pierced he would have passed out instantly, the acids had done absolutely nothing short of a remarkably good work in dissolving down the wooden legs as well. At this point, the wood had been completely grinded away in some areas as the mechanics inside were finally exposed to the slush. Naturally folding in on themselves as the electronics holding them in the “standing” position the man had been utilizing back in the stomach were finally fried away, a similar excursion of the doctor’s biological flesh was only continuing forth as, at last, at the inevitable, oncoming moment that Dr. Krankcase knew deep down was to happen at practically any second, finally came over him at last. The acids breached his blood vessels.

Barely any of the sweet, crimson liquids at all had spilled out into the great, evilized wolf’s small intestine before Dr. Krankcase’s brain, having held out for so, so long, ceased to properly function. All of those previously blocked-out nerve signals had finally breached into his mind. It was all over. There was nothing that could be done. As the numerous, softly swaying villi casually soaked up all of the delicious, nutrient soup wading about in their presence, the villain turned reformed Skylander Dr. Krankcase was only squelched deeper into Wolfgang’s small intestine, where, as had been the predicted outcome by the poor doctor merely the second he had been swallowed down into the throat, unless the Skylands’ gods decided to smile down on him today, and grant him a second chance at life, this was at last the end. And as Dr. Krankcase was not the one to regularly consider such miraculous activity when weighing the likely outcome of an event, it did indeed seem, in that very moment, that the poor man’s prediction had indeed been correct.

#soft vore #fatal vore #implied fatal #vore writing #vore stories #vore story #male pred #male vore #male predador #male prey #furry pred #furry vore #g/t vore #gt vore #v0re #vor3 #v0r3 #m/m vore #v.ore #tw blood #tw fatal vore #tw digestion #vore digestion #graphic digestion #digestion #Old now marked mature

[alligatorjesie]

Find something different to defend to the death. Like idk, a classic book or smth. Or a movie that was actually good and had cultural impact (not the Star Wars sequels, only the prequel and og trilogy had impact. The new shot is blatant milking from a capitalist shitstain company that would rather its employees die in their cars from starvation than give them a livable wage.) or maybe go take a literature class and learn abt subtext and themes, and narrative equivalencies, and be able to understand that real life affects fiction (1984) so logically, the reverse must be true. (literary tropes and monsters becoming mainstream, concepts and phrases from books becoming so commonplace nobody can even remember where they came from, a lot of things abt Sherlock Holmes and how so many things from that series of stories affected real life police and detectives and how they were perceived. these are all examples of fiction affecting reality and peoples perception of it.) you are being a clown for no reason. Take off the mcdonald shoes and put on your big girl ones.

What kinda fucking cocknozzle sits there and tells someone else that the thing they like ain't worth defending then shoots a fucking fat turd of a paragraph trying to explain why?

Yes, that's what I want. A fucking prick telling me the thing I love is bad because they don't fucking understand it.

Ya daffy fucking cunt. You probably don't know fucking dick about botany but that don't mean the kudzu that has been slowly choking the entirety of the fucking southern states of America suddenly isn't a fucking issue anymore because you don't understand what the flying fuck it is.

Things can mean many things to other people even though the point can evade you, and fuck me sideways, a lot of information looks like it evades those two brain cells you got knockin' around. Let's help you out by pointing you to a few metas since you can't seem to understand the cultural impact these movies may have had on some people: Musically Ben and Rey mirror one another.

Another music study on Ben and Rey's leitmotifs because John Williams don't fuck around and understood the fucking assignment.

Reylo is just reverse anidala and you can see this shit with your fucking eyes closed

Rey has a lot of fucking reasons to be absolutely fucking furious but chooses the high road and how we can all learn from that.

Rey and Ben are ying and yang.

They cover that topic a lot because it's not fucking subtle.

Kylo Ren and the five stages of grief

The color red is in The Last Jedi a lot and it's not fucking accidental.

More on the topic of blood and the color red used in these movies.

The trilogies are all metaphors for growing up.

The Force Bond was set up in The Force Awakens and it's really fucking obvious.

Another one.

And another one.

Many of these metas, specifically the force bond ones, were made well fucking before The Last Jedi came out if that tells you how fucking obvious the bond was going to be in the plot structure of these fucking movies moving forward.

You remember this scene?

Yeah John Williams knew full fucking well reylo was gonna be a goddamn thing

Really fucking obvious Beauty and the Beast parallels.

Snoke is a dragon from ye olde fairytales.

The canto bight scene and it's cinematic parallels to My Fair Lady

Just to name a fucking few.

There are literal lists upon lists of these fucking metas on tumblr.

Listen, I could go fucking on there are countless metas floating around on this very fucking website that covers just... fucking everything dealing with The Force Awakens and The Last Jedi.

Not you Rise of Skywalker, we don't fucking talk about you.

These 2 movies alone gave us so much fucking content that even now 8 years after their release we can still dive in and catch new shit. That ain't fucking shallow you dense motherfucker.

Just because you watched these movies with your head rammed up your ass so fucking far you can only see shit doesn't mean they are shallow works with zero cultural impact. They don't mean dick To You. They mean quite a bit to many other people who ain't fucking stupid.

I may be a clown but you're a fucking joke.

#Anti talk #reylo #'I hate this thing therefore it sucks' #HONKA HONKA

[pinkestpurple]

Going through my notes i found one from april 30 of my first reaction to Orym playlist so here it is.

Disclaimer: i wasn't going to post it so is kind all over the place. Some parts are in Spanish, i will translate it. And i curse a lot but is not in the mean way.

Wish You Were Here (cover) – Jim Well Tempered

Orym has made his peace. But some nights, it’s a little harder.

Empezamos como el ojete y yo llorando, orym acepta que will ya no esta pero no siempre es facil mas en el viaje que esta

(translation: It beings very bad and i am crying, Oryms accepts that Wil is not here anymore but is not always easy, and its worse in the journey he is in)

Man on the Moon – Zella Day

Orym and Will grew up together, trained together, and served together as Tempest Blades. And of course, fell utterly and blissfully in love.

Screaming, crying, throwing up

He Did – Anaïs Mitchell

Following his footsteps.

A liam character has daddy issues what a surprise

West Coast – Imagine Dragons

Will asked, and Orym said yes.

"Spend my days cursing my soul

Wishing I could paint my scars and make me whole

Oh, I know I could be better

But my love I won't give up"

La puta madre liam o brien, tu madre seguro una santa pero vos sos un forro hijo de puta, mirame cuando te hablo

(Translation: Son of a bitch Liam O'Brien, your mother is probably a Saint but you are a piece of shit son of a bitch, look at me when i talk to you)

"I'll change my ways if you would stay

And all your tears you have cried will go away"

Small Hands – Radical Face

The Halfling has a good heart, bless him. Yes, he has lost in life, like most have. But with years of wandering and wondering under his belt, Orym still holds onto his need to do right by home, to hold others up, and shield them in the face of danger. There is a lot of joy in helping others.

I need this small bean to take a fucking break

Man on a Mission – Oh the Larceny

Years went by without any answers or resolution. Orym traveled for most of that time, a son of the wind, lending a hand wherever he was able. But when the Voice of the Tempest summoned him home and offered him new purpose, it brought a drive and clarity that Orym had been missing for a very long time.

"Sweat comin' through my shirt

Keep pushin' even though it hurts

I'm chasing what I know is true

There's nothing that I would not do

When everyone around me drops

I'm never gonna ever stop"

Me encanta, si orym es un superheroe, esta cancion es la principal de su pelicula, i love him (I love it, if Orym is a superhero this song is the big song in his movie)

Also que tan lejos es orym capaz de llegar para saber la verdad y traer justicia? Let orym go ape shit !!! (Also how far is Orym willing to go for true and justice?)

Look Up – Joy Oladokun

Traveling Tal’Dorei and beyond, the road goes on and on and on.

Aunque aveces es dificil, se sigue, buscando la felicidad donde pueda, en tus compañeros, esta canción es sobre the crown keepers y voy a morir in this hill. (Although sometimes is hard, you keep going, you seek happiness in where you can, in your companions. This song is about the crown keepers and i will die on this hill)

"You tell yourself it's raining

The clouds are in your head

You tell yourself it's better

To jump before you fall again

Before you lose it all again

Look up

Do you see the sunlight?

Look up

There's flowers in your hair"

We’re Going to be Friends – The White Stripes

There is no good explanation for the Bells Hells. They are a bunch of stray-sheep, C Team misfits. But love and friendship defy things like reason and logic, and for whatever reason, it just. feels. right. Everybody into the blanket fort.

Everybody into the blanket fort 😭😭

This is so wholesome la puta madre

No pero posta esta cancion es re positiva y si bells hells es re esta vibe de los pibes que conoces en el colegio y haces quilombo, i love them

(This song is so positive, and the Bells Hells give the vibe that they are the guys you know since high school and you use to do shit with, i love them)

I Lost a Friend – Finneas

One got away though.

"Like time worrying about every bad thing that hasn't happened yet

I know I'll be alright

But I'm not tonight

I'll be lying awake

Countin' all the mistakes I've made

Replayin' fights

I know I'll be alright

But I'm not tonight

I lost a friend, I lost a friend"

Mirame a la cara y decime que esto no es sobre Dorian

Si esto significa que Orym siente que es su culpa que Dorian se haya ido me voy a pegar un tiro

El tarado seguro piensa que si lo hubiera protegido mas, si hubiera dejado de lado su mision, si hubiera hecho un esfuerzo mas para investigar sobre cyrus esto no hubiera pasado, I'm gonna go cry

(Look at me in the face and tell me this is not about Dorian.

If this means that Orym feels like is his fault that Dorian is gone i am going to kill myself.

The dumbass possibly thinks if he could protect Dorian more, or if he coukd leave his mission, or if he could put more effort in research about Cyrus this couldn't have happen, I'm gonna go cry)

And I'll be fine without him

But all I do is write about him

Orym solo puede piensa en Dorian, a blue flower in the storm, imogen, the blue flowers in Estani front garden, Dorian tenia el hechizo thunderwave, etc

(Orym only thinks about Dorian, a blue flower in the storm, imogen turning blue, the blue flowers in Estani front garden, Dorian has the thunderwave spell)

"Like it's been a couple days

Since I slipped and said somethin' sorta like your name"

"I'd apologize

If I thought it might make a difference

Or make you listen

I'd apologize

If it was black and white, but life is different

Just try to listen to me now"

Orym y Imogen diciendo "we miss you"

Liam o brien necesito un psicologo, pagame

(Orym and Imogen saying "We miss you".

Liam O'Brien i need a therapist, pay me.)

June Hymn – The Decemberists

Druidcraft, the most powerful spell.

Sin comentarios

(Without comments)

(I was probably crying here)

Low Red Moon – Belly

What does it mean, Matthew?

"Strange moon, strange land" y si hermano estan es exandria

(Yeah, bro, you are in exandria)

"Strange man" pensas de vos que sos un chabon raro orym? Sos el mas amable y normal que se ve de todo el grupo

(You think about yourself as a strange man Orym? You are the most kind and normal in this group)

"The old raising of an old hope

Brave and tatterd" 

"Strange moon, strange land, strange...

You made me cry when I was young,

And I was young.

Now I got strong arms,"

Todos jodemos con Laudna peleando a la luna pero sabemos que will tenia algo que ver con los ataques y cuando Orym se entere le va a enseñar lo que le enseñaron in his moon jiu jitsu class. Aparte la canción de la primera playlist donde le ruega a la luna y al sol que le devuelvan a will? Orym si conoce a un dios se va a cagar a piñas and i can't wait

(We all joke about Laudna fighting the moon but we know that Will has something to do with the attackers and when Orym finds out he is going to show it what he learned in his moon jiu jitsu class.

Besides the song of the fist playlist where he beggs the moon and the sun to give back will? If Orym knows a god he is going to beat the shit out of them and i can't wait)

(Disclaimer: this was before i watch exu)

Carry on Wayward Son – Kansas

Halfway across Exandria, Orym still hears their voices.

Liam O'Brien sabes lo que estan invocando poniendo esta cancion?

Si no hay paz cuando esta campaña termine te voy a agregar a la lista de personas que me mintieron con wayward son

(Liam O'Brien you know what you are invoking putting this song in?

If theres not peace when the campaign is done i will put it in the list of people who lie to me with wayward son)

Masquerading as a man with a reason

My charade is the event of the season

And if I claim to be a wise man, well

It surely means that I don't know

This is so orym la puta madre

Also que voices escuchas orym? Tu madre y la gente que dejaste a atras o crown keepers? Tiene mas sentido que sea la gente que dejo en Zephra

(Also what voices you hear Orym? Your mother and the people that you left behind or the crown keepers? I made more sense if is the people that live in Zephra)

Clair de Lune – Lofi Fruits Music, Chill Fruits Music

Golden hour on the cliffs of Zephra, the day giving over to night. Brothers and sisters of the Tempest Blades slowly stepping through their forms in unison, flower petals drifting on the wind. Home.

Liam posta ama ese lugar y amo que Orym quiera tanto su casa, y que todo lo que hace no solo sea para servir su hogar si no para honrarlo tambien.

Cada vez que Orym dice "I'm orym of the air ashari" se presenta y siempre lleva su gente con el, espero que podamos verlo en Zephra en esta campaña porque seria genial

(Liam really loves this place and Orym loves so much his home, and everything that he does is to serve it and to honor it.

Everytime Orym presents as "Orym of the Air Ashari" carries his people with him, i wish we could see him in Zephra in this campaign, that could be awesome.)

#critical role #orym of the air ashari #orym playlist #bells hells #reminder: i don't respect english don't correct me #long post

[commaclear]

dear prying anon who accused me and cqaa of being gay for one another

din jævla fitte, din avlyttingssug

din jævla fitte, din avlyttingstispe how DARE you come over here and analyse me? if im being honest im entertained not mad but I have been waiting SO LONG to cuss someone out in Norwegian

I am going to analyse your analasys so suck it rævatryne

"whos to say they wouldnt fall for the second biggest whore to"

who are you calling second biggest whore huh? how fucking dare you. that pretty face of yours could use some bruises. /j

"also ÆÆs whole thingy is power or whatever"

well yes, but actually no. I live for the drama darling, power is nice too.

"cqaa is either absolutely head over heels for qaa or a hardcore qaa anti there is no inbetween"

so true bestie

"but what im trying to say is that if ÆÆs goal is power and cqaas type is harlots and whores then yk it would just kinda check out that they are walking circles around each other for more reasons other than just hatred"

wow, I uh actually hadn't thought about it like that. shit, mabye I AM gay for my rival? oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw

"qaa was flashing their tits at ÆÆ and ÆÆ was absolutely devoted to them"

...look I know that form a logical standpoint I should shut it and let my reputation heal or at the very least say this on anon, but like have you forgetting about the wedding fiasco? LISTEN I KNOW THIS IS A BAD IDEA BUT I MEAN, ya knoowww *vauge hand gestures* do I really have to say it?

"the stalking is kinda just very yk gay"

yeah, cant argue with that. that was pretty gay of me ngl

"ÆÆ doesnt like cqaa that much"

*presses buzzer* WRONG. WRONG WRONG WRONG INCORECT.

yes, at first I hated their guts but that has changed DRASTICALLY, sure, Im not nice to them, and while that could be mistaken for dislike its far from it. im obsessed and not afraid to admit it.

have you seen them? so weird, so interesting, so complex. of course I want to know everything about them and evoke every reaction and understand how their brain ticks and make them care about me and perceive me and make sure that they think about me every single day through any means neccecary

but thats just how everyone feels about their arch Nemisis? thats not gay? shut up, no its NOT! I CAN HEAR YOU SHUT UP IM NOT GAY FOR CQAA

"but i feel like and all of this was to say there is something homoerotic about it all"

SHHHHUT, UP.

-ÆÆ, who is not gay for cqaa at all

/rp

Damn, that's embarrassing for you

Imagine getting analyzed like that, could never be me

#anons my beloved #Æ Æ anon #my own personal soap opera

[alectology-archive]

I'm loving your posts about Babel! I personally really disliked the poppy war trilogy, I couldn't get through the first book but I have been anticipating babel as she's older etc and has more experience in writing... but yikes 😬 I've heard it's described as "a thematic response to The Secret History and a tonal retort to Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell", if you've read either of these what are your thoughts?

Ah, thank you so much!

I'd say the poppy war treads the line between young adult and new adult (if you're not really into YA you probably won't like it) and mostly deserves a higher rating for the sheer number of content warnings it warrants - it was a little dull in the middle and RFK is not particularly good at writing female characters, I'd say (with the notable exception of her protagonist, Rin), but it was still a very good book overall. She managed to tell a really interesting story while weaving in enough research to let readers really immerse themselves in the world while also opening up conversations about gender, colorism, racism, colonialism, addiction, genocide, how empire commodifies bodies, classisim, generational trauma, etc (I don't think she resolved any of these conversations well and that the sequels were substandard at best, but that's another topic altogether - I'm just mentioning it because I heard that she failed to resolve all the plot threads and themes she picked up in babel as well). And I think the publishing industry really does need more books which unflinchingly explore these themes while centering protagonists of colour! This got kind of rambly, but what I'm trying to say is that the poppy war still remains her best published work to date, tbh. I think babel suffers heavily from a desire for her to come across as if she's smart and worthy enough to formulate a novel in response to the two she mentions - there's just too little plot in it, she relies on a measure of suspension of logic, she injects far too much theory about translation and language, and she can't seem to decide whether she's romanticising or critiquing academia in certain passages although she does a fairly good job of getting across the seduction of empire and the power it seems to give you as long as you allow it to use you to its benefit. I think she's still figuring out how to write novels - and I won't be picking up her next published book (coming 2023 I think) because it doesn't sound like it would be a good book, lol.

I unfortunately haven't read either of the two so I can't really comment on how babel tackles them! I've had friends who hated the secret history for its mishandling of race and friends who say it critiques academia very well but I've never gotten around to finishing it because I've learned (after the atlas six and if we were villains, although they're generally pretty bad books tbh) that I don't particularly care for books that deal with academic settings. I just wanted to make an exception for babel because RFK is a writer of colour and I enjoyed the poppy war enough to give her another go even if I hated the subsequent sequels. I'll link a goodreads review I liked, though, since it kind of explains why babel is so flawed - at one point in the review the reviewer mentions that babel is more of a thematic response to harry potter than jonathan strange & mr. norrel and... I kind of agree honestly. I just got the weird vibe that RFK was trying to say she was responding to those books just because she centered protagonists of colour and tackled academia's role in colonialism (but the secret history doesn't romanticise academia in the first place so...), but I can't really comment any more on the matter since I don't know anything about those books.

#sorry I have such a bad habit of rambling lol #asks #anon asks #babel #the poppy war #text

[goji-pilled]

welcome to part two of "Like a Magical Girl" where Oktavia tells her son how her wife beat her up in a fast food parking lot. or in front of one, at least.

also aint it weird that none of the civies have any clue that magic exists despite living in Mitakihara? i'unno, i think it's a bit weird.

---

"So... Mom went out of her way to bully you? How does that make you stronger?"

"Well Anthony, your mom had what she thought to be a very sound and very logical explanation for her nonsense. Remember how I said this was after Walpurgisnatch?"

"Yeah, the big nightmare Witch that was always sad! Auntie Madoka always looks sad when talkimg about her."

"Yep, that's the Witch. Well... we were pretty sloppy and let too many things get past us whenever we shouldn't have. Kyouko is... she worries, in her own way."

"Like how she taught Yuma-nee how to rough it like her? Or how she always tries to be there for Auntie Homu and Nagi-nee?"

"Exactly. In her own way, this was how she was going to take care of me, to help me and make sure nothing bad happens in the future."

"By harassing you in broad daylight?"

"... It wasn't always harassment. There was this time where-"

...

...

Oktavia von Seckemdorff was, at this exact moment, regretting all her life choices in the past four or so hours.

The Mermaid Witch had been kicked out of the Tomoe Apartment due to a series of unfortunate events that led to a (once again) destroyed kitchen and a very, very angry Mami. Oktavia knew that deep down Mami would always love her, but she knew that she often tested that devotion more than usual - she is somehow worse than Kyouko and boy does that revelation destroy her self confidence.

It was after a few hours of walking through the streets of the commercial districts that she found herself hungry for people food. The Witch made her way to the nearest fast food joint - a burger place that had the cutest smiling chibi burger as its mascot - and stood in the fairly empty burgeria. The tall girl stood still as she looked up at the menu, deciding whether or not to get the full combo or just a burger and drink, when she felt it. That menacing aura of fear-inducing dread.

"Tavi-chan~!"

"Oh god, here we go again."

Turning around Oktavia found the country outfitted Saki-chan staring right at her, a feral grin poorly holding back the fang that peaked out. The Mermaid tried to send a message out to the Red Oni but found that music invaded her mind once more. This time it was a jaunty tune that seemed to scream "I don't give a darn 'bout nothin'" which honestly fit her partner.

"What a coincidence that we happen ta run into each otha' here! Ya wanna side of Saki-chan with ya order? Or would ya like some paunch to give with yer meal?" She was doing the voice too. Just... why?

"Listen Saki-chan, it's been a bit of a rough morning for me. I'd really appreciate if we did this some other day." Honestly she was not looking forward to fighting her sparring buddy again. Last time the ludacricy of the situation left her too befuddled to stand a chance. Running on fumes after being kicked out of her home and currently trying to not go in a hangry rage? Yeah, no not putting up with this shit right now.

"Izzat so, Tavi-chan? Well, ya know what pick's me up after a god awful day?" Don't say it please don't say it. "A good ol' value meal with a fight on the side! So whaddya say,  put them up and slam yer troubles away!" Saki-chan had riased her arms to the sky, her voice picking up volume as she kept trying to instigate a fight.

"Saki-chan I really, really do not want to do this now. Could we not do whatever this is?"

"Huh?! What's this?! The Tavi-chan I know would never turn down a scuffle, maybe a kerfuffle and even a brawl, but never any roughhousin'!" Wow, Kyouko is actually getting worked up from this... Not Oktavia's problem though! "Has the great Tavi-chan became a wuss since she left home, or has she gotta to cozy in the big city!?"

... Nevermind, now her honor is on the line.

Oktavia may also kinda want to deck Kyouko in the face at the moment. Slug that stupid look off of Kyouko's stupid face.

Besides, it'd probably be better to just get this out of the way now than try to put up with this nonsense. Didn't want to cause any problems for the staff and lone customer here. Who was giving them a look for some reason... Wait, isn't that the guy from last time?

...

...

Oktavia didn't know how, but in the span of the five minutes she and Kyouko took to stretch and distance themselves, an entire crowd circled an entire arena for the two of them. The citizens of Mitakihara suddenly flooded the street and people of all ages stood around the burger place.

... Okay then. Oktavia suppossed the West were right about them being weird.

Music started to play once the two of them fell into their stances, Oktavia glancing out of her periphery to see that same dude from inside blasting his phone.

Apparantly Kyouko didn't see anything wrong with this as she took a running leap to try and drop kick Oktavia. The Mermaid reacted accordingly and grabbed onto the flying legs, clamping down onto those jean clad thighs and began to spin! The Red Oni let out a startled yelp, feeling the cold hands of her partner clasp her legs, then she let out a groan as the world blurred in front of her face.

The Mermaid let go of her opponent, the street rat returning to her roots in a pile of garbage that had been left out for the following trash day. Kyouko snapped her head to face Oktavia and launched herself back up to her feet. The redhead glanced down to the pile around her and quickly snatched up-

A very intact and very sturdy pummel bat. Who just throws away a- Focus Tavi! Think about how weird your city is later! Kick Kyouko's ass right now!

Oktavia focused on evading the wide strikes Kyouko swung at her, the short range and little weight disorienting the Lancer too much for the weapon to actually be useful. Perfect.

The Crimson Lancer attempted to swing down the bat on the Witch's head but Oktavia took the moment slam the palm of her hand into the barrel of the weapon. The sudden knockback caused the bat to slam inbetween Kyouko's eyes, her grip lost at the suddeness of the betrayal of her weapon. The bat flew in the air for a moment before Oktavia caught it mid-air, without ever looking at the bat like a badass.

Cheering roared around them an- Oh yeah, there was an audience to their melee. Someone whistled out to them and tossed something into the ring. Oktavia didn't attempt to catch the object but she wished she had when Kyouko caught.

The Red Oni was now holding a very long pole arm in her hands, almost exactly the same length as her signature spear.

Well, thanfully Oktavia wouldn't have to worry about any dismemberment or new lacerations today. She rose to her old Mahou Shoujo stance just as Kyouko did with her weapon. The two of them locked eyes and launched themselves at the other.

Oktavia swung the bat in her hands like one of her own cutlasses, parrying strikes and thrusts from her opponent's pole. Their blocks and parries launched themselves further back and higher in the air than any normal person should've been able to. They were... They were using their magic in this spar! In front of an enitre crowd of civilians!

But... even though they were doing this... even if they would expose their hidden society of Mahou Shoujo and Witches... Oktavia couldn't find herself caring. She found herself lost in her opponent's eyes, lost in their violent dance as the pop music faded away and was replaced with a symphany in her head.

Alas, all things must come to an end. As Oktavia lost herself to the flow of battle - something to bring up with Charlotte, another day for Witch-ism discussion - she grew sloppy and left herself open for a blow to the chest. Kyouko thrust her pole right into the space where Oktavia's heart would be and blasted her back, the Mermaid flopping on her back as the wind was blown from her sails once more.

"Ha... Ha ha, ha! Now that's what I call a satisfying luncheon! Come on, Tavi-chan, get back up! Let me treat ya to a value meal, fer showin' me that ya ain't goin' all soft yet!" Kyouko lowered a hand down to Oktavia, sending down a smirk to the fallen opponent. The crowd slowly disperses into the city, letting out cheers and applause for the show they bore witness to.

Oktavia reaches out and grabs onto her partner's hand, her face morphing into a loopy smile as her previous frustrations faded away. The melody continued to play in her heart, the last of the adrenaline fading away as Kyouko lifted her off the ground. The Crimson Lancer had done what she does best and turned Oktavia's bad mood into an enjoyable one. These little shenanigans of hers... Even if Oktavia doesn't find out the whole truth to these sudden moments, she wouldn't mind experiencing them ever so often.

Wait a second...

"Uh... Saki-chan, can you afford to treat us both?"

"Wha- Whatta ya sayin' Tavi-chan!? That I'm too poor for ya city folk?! Ya tryin' ta stir shit up again?!"

Ugh, nevermind. The sooner this ends the better.

She'd miss those moments between them though, in their battles...

---

Mata ne, Tavi-chan~!

i love the idea that deep down Oktavia/Sayaka really wants to let loose and beat the shit outta everyone and get into fights 24/7. and she feels some sense of euphoria whenever she's in a battle against other MGs or Witches and Familiars.

this was also lowkey how these two dorks flirt and say "I love you" to each other. tune in next time where Saki-chan climbs outta a man hole or jumps off a building. See y'all~!

／人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼

Honestly you're not even wrong, Sayaka "I'm gonna punch her" Miki as a witch is honestly no better in that regard 💀💀💀

#felix answers #io3 #beating eachothers ass is their idea of a date #fr fr

[blckgrlmov13s]

what the hell did I just watch?!?!

Ya know I will admit I was addicted to Wattpad in the most promising years of my life. BUT THE MOVIE I JUST WATCHED???? Now I didnt see if it was a Wattpad original or not (it’s not), but swear this is ripped off the 66th results page under some angsty, enemies to lovers tag.

Beautiful disaster, spot fucking on with the title, is this angsty rom-com, with the horny radar on 75. Its your average boxer, bad boy type trying to for a relationship with the pick me girl, running away from family issues. I mean back in the day I used to eat this shit up! Now if yall know these stories, they always hit the same marks. With this one it starts with the first meeting, then some weird bet that gets them closer, then the girl’s family issues start to cause a rift, they boy goes to save her, and BOOM girly is saved and then they live happily ever after! Extremely cringy, logic is completely out the window, and it’s crazy that real world understanding just doesn’t click in these situations.

Now as I was researching for this after I watched it (finding a book,if there was a sequel or creation of a universe) I WAS SHOCKED. So the book came out around 2011-12 (very on brand), but the lovely author is a mf white supremacist, trump supporter, AND racist! like babes is the whole mf package! I’m angry that i didn’t research this before hand, and gave this scummy ass bitch some money, but this is all in a days work to just do more research.

I was gonna give this a 3/5 before the other information came to light, but now thats be lowered to a damn -1000/5. If you can, bootleg it, pour a glass and just be flabbergasted just like me. I hope everyone has an amazing December and if I haven’t updated my holiday movie list by now, somebody come beat me up😂

borders i got from @ningsite

#movies #rambles #romance #truly like the title a beautiful fuckign disaster #i dont even think it could categorize as a rom com because there are no real jokes #ps: a good chunk of this movie is misogynistic #bad good movie

[bates--boy]

After setting the coffee tray on the table, Peter finally admitted to himself that maybe this whole-ass catering thing was overkill for the news he was going to bring them. But it was as the saying goes: you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

And the logic sort of applies here: deliver the news, then plie his friends with food and drink for the favor. He could hear the swish of the front door and the footfalls of his crew and was setting up the stack of plates when the kitchen door was pushed open.

"What's all of this?" Tommy asked, holding the door open for the others as he eyed the food on the table. Charcuterie boards, trays of mini pastries and sandwiches, even a set of sushi, closed off in its own insulated container in case there were any allergies.

"Brunch!" Peter replied as he folded his hands.

Tarsha moved to the side of the table to sweep her eyes over what looked like a goddamn café being cleared out. "Okay, this has either got to be very good news, or you lied and this is actually bad news."

"I promise you that it's good news." With that, Peter gestured for everyone to take their seats. After the scraping of chairs and plates passed around and piled on, Peter fixed himself a cup of coffee to occupy his hands.

"Okay, so, here's the thing," Peter started over the soft clinking of cutlery and crunching. "The reason that I've been sort of ghosting the studio is because I'm going to open a theatre."

Everyone paused, forks and spoons and cheese-laden crackers in the air. Mike lowered the grape he was going to pop into his mouth. "You're opening a theatre?"

"Yeah." Peter picked up his tablet and opened his Cloud, scrolling until he reached the photos of his new property. He handed it to Adel to let him pass it around the table. "I bought one a couple weeks ago, and I'm almost done with repairs and renovations.

"Holy shit, Peter!" Tarsha said as she scrolled through the photos. "Congrats!"

Mike held out his hand to get the tablet next. "What the hell possessed ya to buy a whole ass theatre?"

"And an abandoned-looking one at that?" Tommy put in.

For all of the questions Peter had expected, he hadn't expected a question like that. Still, he had the answer. He could wax on about his dreams, about how he had always wanted to go see Broadway shows when he was a child, had always loved theatre. But now, not only did he get to see shows, but he had acted in them (well, one. For now.) Yet, he needed more, he needed to take the obvious logical next step. He could go on about how he wanted to leave something for Sadaf when he goes, doing something to make her proud.

Instead, Peter said, "I saw it and I wanted it."

Mike kept his eyes on the screen, raising his brows and bringing his cup of coffee to his grinning mouth. "Yeah, that sounds about right."

"But here's the thing," Peter said. "The theatre may be opening as soon as next month, so I wanted to ask you guys this: you guys are my crew, my best friends. My second family who's had my back even through my worst days. Every day, I think about how great I've had it since we built this together--" he gestured to the kitchen, to the whole studio around them, "--and, honestly, how bleak my life would've been if I didn't have this to get me out of bed in the morning.

"With that said: I want us, The MizFists, to be my theatre's first show for opening night."

Peter didn't know how to take the silence. He had a feeling halfway through his baring of hearts that he may have been laying it on too thick, for what was a simple request that they maybe were going to say no to.

Mike sighed and held the tablet out for Peter to take. He looked around him at the other crew members, smiling. "I'm in."

#life thus far ( story ) #droid noodles ( writing )

[borderline-gays-club]

pure vent post cus this shit is taking over my whole fuckin body I swear to GOD!!!!!!

(i'll prob look back at this and feel so cringe/so embarassed, but mayb it good for me to not ignore all my cringe shit lol) BUT FUCK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 IM OBSESSED WITH SOEMEON WHO ISNT EVEN WORTH IT WHY!!!!!

Like... im at a point now where I can rationalize but also feel. My ratioonal side is still not as powerful as my emotional side. At least that's how I;m looking at it now. And anyway im in this position of being like : these are the reasons that this is purely a delusion, and then the emotional side like trying to convince the ratoinal side that its real, and its worth it and it makes sense. So let me be specific cus i feel like im dancing around it... but i have a coworker who i casually flirt with just at work. We never see each other outside of work, and even at work I don't think we've really had a full on conversation aside from talking about work related shit and the flirtatious comments. And to add another little layer, he was kinda on my radar in the very beginning, way before I even had this obsession (which is VERY new like 2 weeks max). I just wasn't triggered by him until he started to explicitly flirt with me. and that amount of attention IMMEDIATELY flung me into obsession LOL.

so lets play a game: red= bad, yellow= be cautious, green = good basically this is what I know about him. He drinks everynight (red), he is very quiet (yellow), he smokes/vapes (red), he works 6 days a week (red), hes a man (red), he barely talks about himself/mysterious (red), has a nice deep voice (green), has a nice face (green), has a cute smile/laugh (green), is bigger than me (green), serious when necessary and goofy when appropriate (green), very flirtatious when it does happen (green), has taken time to get to this flirtatious stage with him (green), is around my age (green), has bad music taste lol (red), kinda bro-y lolll (red red), kinda graceful/smooth (green), thinks im cute... (green), anddd ya theres more but those are the ones im thinking of rn. So its clear that the red outweighs the greens. And the reds are BIG REDS and the greens are like smaller things. its logical that this is very bad for me... it is just so clear and I can't unsee it. and Im full aware of this.

but for fucks sake im still going to sleep thinking about him and waking up thinking about him, and if im not at work im thinking about when i'll be at work so that i can interact with him and fantasize while i'm working and flirt with him. and get attnetion from him. and then count every single positive encounter we had during our shift together. and noticing the smallest patterns if he has any. and always being aware of his whearabouts during work (i literally actively try to not do this but it is EXTREMELY hard), and when i get near him, LITeralllyy my pussy tingles a bit... LOLLL, and whenever he touches me, that part of my body radiates for the rest of the night, or whenever he makes a sexual joke/flirtatious comment towards me I cant help but cheese really hard, or when i make him flustered with my own flirting, the power i feel... oh that power. its sweeter than the devils nectar... okay anyway getting off track, but like... i'm simping this hard for this dude i jsut described a paragraph earlier?Hes probably just chilling like haha i made a funny joke... shes cute. and then thats it. hes not obsessing ??? I AM!!! like bitch.. get a grip on reality. but like i said. thats the point. I simply DO NOT have a grip on reality LOL. Jesus dude, like having an obsession makes me write and think and be overwhelmed and overstimulated, and want to nonstop talk about the obsession is crazy. Like this whole post is relaxed compared to everything in my head. I could keep talking about it but im gonna chill...

#living with bpd #bpd thoughts #quiet borderline #bpd #actually bpd #borderline thoughts #actually borderline

[sugar-petals]

Group Sex With SuperM

SUMMARY: creating a group chat is all it takes.

↳ A/N. yep, we’re going there. 

words. 14k

WARNINGS ⚠️ friends to lovers hc, porn with plot, idol au, sex w/ all members individually and together, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, sexting, blowjobs & cunnilingus, gaping, graphic, pegging, bondage, light foot fetish, sex toys, spitroasting (m receiving), brat taming, dick riding, protected sex, doggystyle, cuddling aftercare

curious about an eightsome are we

understood

how’s the state of things then?

last september you decided to open an entire group chat just for planning your juicy sexual activities together

and oh lord is it active

and full of ideas

and explicit videos

and emojis

and excitement

yesterday taemin sent a clip of lusciously covering himself in champagne foam for you

wearing close to nothing

in fact just a piece of gauze, a snake-shaped necklace, and probably a bit of perfume

oh boy

watching that was an out-of-body experience for sure

the entire chat basically imploded with reactions

but hey hey

not so fast

we need to go through everything from the start

to see how all these utterly historic events happened to unfold

so where did all that come from?

first off 

befriending super m outside work (eating together, fooling around, bingwatching stuff, you know)

...means there’s no point nor chance in having a permanent favorite with a group like this

every member truly is the creme de la creme

super m is the package of the entire packages

they are so legendary you can bias each member for one day of the week 

and never run out of that pure bliss

in fact 

you all agreed to do exactly that on a regular basis to get to know each other casually

it just naturally happened

seven days seven members that’s just logical

you can’t always hang out together in full attendance so you split up your times and set specific days

you change that routine very often depending on your individual moods

but it usually goes like this because you want to develop closer bonds with them one-on-one

so this is how it ends up

mondays you work out with xuxi. oh, that sexy smiley man. his body is the ultimate bomb. is there something better than doing sit-ups next to him? anybody’s sports motivation would go through the roof. and if there’s someone you call to share a pile of food with? it’s just gotta be him. being with yukhei is self-care.

tuesdays, you visit ten to check out his latest dance moves. and: to have a huge cuddle session with the cats. sometimes, you watch whatever series you’re in the mood for. it’s always a time to slow down and mend your sore muscles from monday anyway. you think ten is so interesting and talented, and super pretty, truly one of a kind.

on wednesdays jongin and you often end up on long midnight walks with the dogs or you both look after his cute nieces. meeting up at the river han is a staple, you get ice cream and snacks. you adore kai because he’s a sweetheart and steadfast person, and admittedly... so damn hot, holy hell. being with him makes you feel great.

thursday is baekhyun day and full of cheeriness as you’d expect. long hours of gaming, cheeky skinship, banter, and pizza eating await you at his apartment. you adore this mochi for his everything, he makes you laugh uncontrollably so much. sometimes, you also comfort him when he doesn’t feel good about himself or exhausted from practice. he will sing anything you want, baekhyun is like your personal 24/7 radio station.

fridays it’s time for the studio. mark is crafting his most fire bars and loves to have you around there. you inspire him a lot. he’s just completely astounding and the sweetest to you. friday most people would go clubbing, but super m just has to meet up in the studio. no paparazzi, and the music is obviously danceable. i’m telling you: this mob can jop, duh.

saturday is for handsome taeyong who loves coming to your home. cooking, organizing, doing the laundry, and browsing youtube together is the best thing. taeyong is the shyest goodest boy and a great listener. he gives great advice and is the epitome of respectful. you just vibe very well together.

sunday you dedicate to taemin. you watch artsy films, experiment with outfits, and he plays the piano for you so expertly. man, you are lucky. he’s like a fairy to you, and a connoisseur, a mythical figure almost. since he’s a newly-found cat dad, you easily fill your day playing with the most interesting kitten that is lee kkoong. sometimes, you even meet shinee members dropping by.

so yes this is what paradise looks like

and they all love to engage with you in their own way and you develop favorite ways to spend time, they put so much effort into this

it goes without saying that you all realize how hard you’re crushing as the weeks pass

like can you imagine

all the hormones i swear

you’ve already been joking to them that you have seven boyfriends some months ago

well the prophecy is fulfilled faster than you can blink

when you meet up as eight for a movie night at baekhyun’s, the atmosphere feels pretty frisky

because lucas is sending you ten thousand glances and certainly nobody misses that

if this guy is laughing at your every word i mean

meanwhile taeyong is having a nervous meltdown at your every comment about the movie, it’s ridiculous, he’s smitten as fuck, he looks at you like you’re an actual goddess

mark keeps on making glimmering eyes at you as well, and he asks you if you want popcorn every two minutes

baekhyun is all curled up close to your lap and not even watching the movie because his face is almost nuzzled into your sweater for fuck’s sake

taemin has spent the entire preperation in complete frenzy making sure there are scented candles everywhere and the snacks are exquisite and costly. mother taemresa? at full throttle. he even used his own damn credit card.

meanwhile kai suffers from his fidgety legs, constant hair fixing and even more inability to concentrate on the movie 

because damn, he knows he wants your attention. he literally came around with the tightest shirt he owns so there’s that. you can see every little muscle doing its thing when he does as much as breathe. kai is now well aware he came to impress. it won’t take him a lot to realize he wants to be even closer to you than doing midnight walks.

ten is so firmly snuggled up next to you, he might as well be your cat himself. if ten starts acting like a clingy feline instead of being in roast mode, you know he’s lovestruck i’m telling ya

needless to say

the mood in the room is hard to ignore

hell there are romance candles everywhere all those hecking rose fumes are to blame

surprise surprise all the members try to sit as close as possibly to you the more the movie progresses

even abandoning the couch and seats to sit on the ground in front of you instead

“you want popcorn?”

“like some more popcorn?”

“here, have my popcorn!“

“more popcorn?”

“hey do you want popcorn?”

from all sides, constantly

the m in super m stands for making sure you have popcorn

you never run out

like when the leading lady is pulling out a cigarette in those old hollywood flicks and at least twenty guys are scurrying to offer a lighter

i’m exaggerating but

nobody even knows what kind of movie they’re watching tonight though

the elephant in the room is trumpeting too loud to understand the dialogue

you’re surrounded by seven big ole hotties who have fallen for you

it was inevitable

it’s more than clear to everyone that they all like you and you couldn’t be any more fluttered yourself

let the hunger games begin

i’m jopping i mean i’m joking

this is not the wwe

it’s pretty clear to the boys that if they fight you’re gonna be so unhappy and your quality time together is ruined

you adore them all, and they’d be regretful about hurting their own bonds 

and anyway

if it came down to it and the bad blood was really escalating um...

...ten would destroy all of the competition

there’s no denying

by the simple virtue of his badassery and winning disease

quickly reducing all his opponents to a pile of dust so fine-grained, the great freddie mercury himself would resurrect to sing the soundtrack in the background and pump his fist

imagine that. superm actually being gladiators i mean wasn’t that the entire jopping mv

baekhyun would try to pull the leader authority card and use his hapkido martial arts skill but ten would obliterate him anyway so

even if taemin put on a dark robe and drew a salt circle to summon a million snakes from hell, ten would win the fight to a fault

but that’s too apocalyptic and outside of that thought experiment the boys are actually kinda shy so... let’s scratch that

there are seven days of the week with good reason 

you ease the uncertainty and tension by saying you’d truly fail as a tv bachelorette

everyone understands that deciding would be impossible and cheating is shit

why give someone a rose and break 6 hearts when you can hand out a whole damn bouquet

it’s more stylish my friend

and for what reason would ten want to face off against taemin and his army of snakes in the first place. they’re ten’s greatest inspiration

nor does kai have any tighter shirts 

he already ran out, he brought his A game from the get-go

on top of that the popcorn is empty there’s no more to offer

so you remain with the idea to just keep your daily routine

xuxi monday, ten tuesday and so on

keeps everything in order

it’s fair

plus it doesn’t mess with their schedules

usually unless a big award show is coming up but that can be re-planned in advance as well

you know... things can develop in their own timing with each member

it’d be awkward to expect everyone to be on the same stage at once

baekhyun is comfortable with all kinds of back hugs while taeyong and taemin are still completely flustered and turn all wobbly at just a greeting wave

you know what i mean

it’s already clear everyone loves you very differently 

some members are more straightforward, others take it slow, it’s just a normal thing

that’s when the group chat is born

it’s still very sfw 

compared to how explicit it’ll be in the future ahem

and everyone is overcautious with writing something except baekhyun, the eternal extrovert

for now you keep each other updated on how it’s all going with trivial details

earlier you just had individual chats and baekhyun arranged the group meetings since he knows the schedule best

now it’s all in one spot so that works

everyone’s curiosity is quenched at least a little bit

and they see each other anyway and put their heads together

baekhyun will be the most open about how far your skinship slowly develops followed by lucas and kai who oggle each other in their usual tom and jerry manner

which you have an eye on

you tell the members something very important for when they’re envious

or feel the need to one-up or catch up

it’s the sign to get closer to you and that they’re ready for taking another step. that’s literally what jealousy is all about

that advice helps them out a lot actually

kai takes that to heart in particular because he knows he’s prone and feels bad about it

and they also learn from ten who carries a quiet happiness with confidence that doesn’t need comparison, but he can also talk very honestly about how he’s standing with you to the point

ten knows how it’s done

as expected of such a competent man

like he’s kissed your hands very lightly but he doesn’t feel the need to show it off all day

and he also leads by example together with taemin and taeyong how one can give compliments even when not being involved in something 

“you’re looking adorable together“ as taemin would often say about you hanging out with kai or baekhyun

a lot of praise culture is developing in the group chat

you like to see it 

and now for the other elephant in the room

as for who will ask you to sleep with him first

(and mind you at this point they’re all walking around with condoms in their backpacks and jackets)

believe it or not

after the finishing touches on his latest mixtape (oh yes), and those tracks have you feeling some kind of way oh shit, mark gathers all his courage

yes it’s mark lee 

literally he steps into the blaze of bravery of jongin when he first put on a crop top

and gets out a little “can we... some time... you know...” after you’re having some pretzel sticks together and awkwardly sitting around

oh what's gonna happen next huh?

you say you’ve been thinking about it a lot

that he has a great body doesn’t go unseen

and tell him how you imagine it with him

long story short you’ll have your first quickie in the sound booth that night

cutting straight to the chase

him steadily penetrating you from behind, you leaning closely with your back to his chest

just standing and enjoying the rhythm

that dick. is amazing.

oh god, mark lee

long, curved, smooth, a classic

meanwhile your fave rapper is definitely going through it

his arms tell you everything

that’s an embrace for the books

he’s hugging you like his life depends on it

you can just take in how he’s been showering twice today this guy is clean as fuck he smells so good

getting off from shampoo and fabric softener is not what you expected but it definitely makes you clench

you both know he’s not gonna last for more than six minutes and that’s ok

that’s a lot of long-held frustration released into that condom

and a lot of passion put into how he puts his guitar fingers to work on your clit afterwards

jimi ‘lee’ hendrix has arrived

oh yeah mark, you fucking treat, fuck it up

that way you won’t last long either since you guide his finger tips to your favorite spot and the motherfucker completely goes for it

“like this, like, um?”

and he goes off with the wrist

oh shit

it’s all kept so short and simple and you’re on the oldest mustard-colored studio couch that ever existed but mark lee is mark fucking lee nothing can obstruct his quality

like this guy has some serious skills with the angles

that orgasm is gonna get some moans you didn’t know you were capable of out of you

never wasting time, that guy is he

mark definitely fucks like he raps. fast and good

you cool down together looking each other in the eyes, forehead to forehead, for like fifteen minutes, and you give each other little chaste kisses all over your faces and he melts every time

your little rendezvous was definitely so needed 

you ask if you can bring some vibes to play around with and a watermelon next time

you don’t have to ask twice

mark is so damn happy

and the timing was right

straightforward and spontaneous. that definitely works well with mark

no complaints, you go home feeling comfortably refreshed. you’ve told him he could tell the others or wait to do it, this is up to his comfort because he is shy

neither happens

after just one glance at him the next day while the group is doing a photoshoot

baekhyun already knows mark slept with you 

he just knows

and makes a loud “ohh wow, you did it” noise

ten takes two only glances to understand what’s going on too

mark nods and the whole group is highstrung for the entire day

like a hive of bees oh yes

kai is massively proud of raising mark so well but also really surprised

unlike taemin who calmly advised mark on many things in advance

guess where mark’s fingering skills originate from

he took some secret pointers from the king 

taeyong is shook at his rap buddy’s singleminded grit to just spontaneously ask you

while baekhyun...

is keeping it together repeating the anti-jealousy mantra you gave him in his mind

“jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer....“

it makes him realize oh god he really wants to be inside of you badly as well

you ain’t dumb, you see his change of tone from cute to sexy in the group chat even if he might not notice

baekhyun is trying extra hard to make you react to him

he posts so many cute selfies with kissy faces

needless to say taeyong’s time slot gets postponed to next thursday while you visit baekhyun this evening

it works for taeyong because he still needs to think some things through

the news overwhelmed him a little and he is shy about meeting up but that’s not a problem for you

and it’s better to get together with your mochi sooner because you both know there’s a lot of banging to do

like seriously

your mood tells you that candy’s on the menu today

oh yeah. it’s time to be all over your clingy lil’ honey bunny 

there’s not much endless wooing involved it goes to the point very fast after you arrive at his home

you just wanna stop pretending and fuck like animals and see his brain melt from it

remember how baekhyun once said he doesn’t fancy nice girls

that’s what he meant by that

mattress earthquake

he wants you fully riled up with arousal and addicted to touching and grabbing him

yeah baekhyun gets off on your desire

that’s not hard to accomplish when he makes big puppy eyes and puts his tongue on your neck

with that gomez addams shit... kissing up your arm and then popping off as soon as he gets there

congrats morticia

here is a man who can handle ya

he’s being so slobbery and moany about it that it knocks the breath out of you 

that shit is so good

baekhyun is not just a pro at giving head my friend it’s also giving neck

and unlike mark, may god have mercy on you, baekhyun keeps on going and going and kissing and kissing and he wants to lick up all of you so bad 

we know how needy and stamina-heavy this fella is

baekhyun is super m’s most insatiable member by fucking far

he’s like just give it to me and you’re like ok here we go

this guy is burning up oh god

that’s an evening of ten thousand positions, fearless cumplay, and a lot of face-sitting

super m’s most unleashed tongue right here

thank god you worked on your fitness with xuxi otherwise you couldn’t do this

he’s moaning in some harmonic scales or something it’s a whole concert

baekhyun is fully at it with you in every room of his flat with his whole neck and underarms looking mighty veiny

yeah he even carries you around to make it short and simple he’s one impatient bun

he can lift up sehun bridal style so no worries

mochi is smol and thin but he won’t drop you i promise

he’s fueled by horny boyfriend hormones and wants to give you the greatest night of all nights

and hit all the amazing spots

baekhyun aims to make your pussy lips throb and fall completely in love with him

and the bridge of his nose if you get what i’m saying

he’s also versatile in his clothing choices

if you say keep your nerdy glasses on, oh yeah they stay on

just a little challenge to see if you can ride him hard enough to see them fall off

and that dick is not some extra long lasso mark lee calibre

so he can really bend it more and thrust with ease at many angles

talking about mark

he regrets not asking you earlier but you tell baekhyun that this way was much better because you unceremoniously skipped to the fucking instead of messing around

if it wasn’t for mark’s courage to break the ice even with a choppy sentence 

you’d still be awkwardly looking each other in the eyes while munching pizza

all hail mark lee nervous legend

this way, baekhyun goes all out with fewer restraint and the burden of being first with making the impression that comes with it

we all know he’s too self-conscious for his own mochi good so that’s a better way to start out

this way baekhyun will have sex with you until he’s passed out on his bed

knocking him out like that might as well become your favorite hobby

even minutes after your tongue still feels like it’s knotted together with his honestly, the muscle memory is kicking in

and this must be the most dick thrusts you’ve ever gotten in one night

baekhyun really wants to be all inside you, make you feel him

if the condom broke at least his baby will be easy to identify from day one

it’ll come out and belt a perfect G#5

he gave it all my god you stopped counting the times you came your pussy is just dripping wet it feels crazy

and his voice has become all raspy i—

that was baekhyun’s hardest vocal run yet i swear

the contraception shelf in the convenience store next to his house is close to empty

but there’s no need to buy more

what you two perverts have been up to is enough for comfortably going through 10 years of celibacy

baekhyun is content and sleeps like a baby

you hold your bun for like two hours afterwards and never want to let him go

you are as wobbly as taeyong after getting a head pat from you

and the most well-kissed girl in this city tonight

both sets of lips

what a smoochy boyfriend

you even get the chance to jerk baekhyun off in his half-sleep after he wakes up and asks you to put your hand in his pants

guess who opens his mouth very wide to lick his own semen off your fingers with some really obscene noises

it’s his royal nastiness byun baekhyun 

who sucks your tiddies to drift back into sleep again

with his hands in your pants

god bless this man

the group chat is sending 👀 emojis all the way throughout the night

your boys know love is in the air

they’re loosening up the timing is right again

you send cute smiling emojis 

a bunch of “ahs” and “ohs” come through via voicemail

and lucas even writes: “so who’s next? 😳”

damn

you reply boldly: “the one asking that”

the group chat becomes a buzzing beehive again

from which you extract that kai is also very interested while ten, taeyong and taemin prefer waiting a little more

but this time you don’t switch time slots since you’ll meet xuxi on monday already 

kai wants to set up something nice and prepare the catering and whatnot (alright you rich man)

so it’s gonna be wednesday as usual with him

so far so good that’s the plan

sunday being taemin day, you get together to read and paint and listen to music

you feel like just doing some sensual kissing with him and taemin is very down

yeah baby he is the kissing king, taemin is hot stuff, he knows exactly what he’s doing, those lips are the pillows at the gates of heaven

losing your mind is a staple when you do that with him

just making out on the couch surrounded by the nicest arrangement of pot plants you’ve ever seen while it rains completely relaxes you and the serotonin is off the charts

he holds you so gently and tastes so good

what is it, rose water or something like that

he even put on his coziest sweater so you’ll love leaning against him

TL;DR taemin is the biggest fucking romantic in the history of SM

that was so seductive you’ll be dreaming about it

applause for lee taemin please

perfect contrasting programme: just hours later

yeah here it goes now

monday starts with xuxi stripping more than he usually does 

at the makeshift gym in his room while he’s on the treadmill

with his hair freshly dyed the most himbo shade of blonde ever

and yeah that’s blonde with an e because yukhei is too sexy to be called a blond. what an ugly word to look at

he’s a blondé

so that’s nice

he’s so dtf you just skip the workout 

time for lubed condoms.

i don’t have to tell you that you literally jump on him 

or that you’ll be dealing with super m’s singlemost biggest equipment

he doesn’t even have to drive it home an inch by himself you’re already riding him

he can’t handle all that gear in the first place

because how do you even develop a technique with such an unrealistic dick

hell how do you even exist like that

so it’s clear who’s taking the lead

all he has to do is work that body but it sort of happens on its own

himbo autopilot

you are going hard and chaotic on this man

xuxi doesn’t even know what hit him

he’s so vocal and excited 

you fuck him while he holds you up, get down on several gym benches, have him bend you forward at the bathroom sink... 

...and you attend business in ten’s room on a desk and window sill

because it’s the most silent there and doesn’t disturb xiaojun’s beauty sleep

ten has discreetly ushered you there and preoccupies himself in the kitchen with the cats

he knows how the game is played

either floor ‘em all or always watch out for others

MVP

but you are secretly wondering what ten is plotting because he has some serious self-control and observation skills

given how tidy his room is... whatever his plans are you can look forward to it

xuxi is definitely suffering from your heavy duty cock destruction in the meantime while being in heaven at the same time

that dick is worn out and dripping 

so much bouncing is even gonna make the biggest boy lose it

milking that orgasm out of him is gonna be so gratifying yum

the deep and defeated moans, my god he really surrenders to the pleasure

wow that was almost as to-the-point as studio sex with mark

no idle talk in nct huh

you clean each other all exhausted and then gobble up three bowls of noodles each

then sleep for two hours in each other’s arms

then do a second round because this guy is really getting you going and yukhei wants to live this monday to the fullest

like this man gives you previously unknown levels of energy

must be the blonde hair. it does sexy things when yukhei is twitching

this time it’s a dick blowing festival

oh yeah

the type where you’re so sloppy with your head bops, he doesn’t even know where to put his hands and needs to think emergency thoughts

oh yeah big dicks make for some nice slurpy noises that sound really plump you know what i mean

he’s gonna realize very soon you do this shit for your own entertainment

and get all kinds of squeaks and faces out of him

only little pauses help him keep up the stamina so he asks you to pull off for a bit every two minutes or so

he has to look elsewhere and distract his mind with thinking about washing the dishes

girl... your tongue has this man sweating major bullets

you’re big on the corruption kink are you

once again 

xuxi is gonna be so shaken and pass the fuck out from cumming

and he thought he was a horny guy

his soul must have left his body and that scalp is probably dead

but bleaching was worth it (he looks like a sleeping angel now)

not to mention banging all over the wayv dorm

ten got a preview of what’s expecting him

not that he doesn’t know he reads you well

lucas promises to return the oral favor next monday and finally collapses entirely in the living room wearing only boxers

nothing new for wayv, great sight for you

not a single workout routine has exhausted xuxi this much

he needs 10 hours of sleep to reboot

“she’s so wild 😲😂😍” is gonna be what he’ll summarize it as in the group chat later

first big boy taken down

the second one follows

wednesday is right around the corner 

oh yes

kai definitely goes off with the preparation you are not ready for this spectacle

he redecorated his entire kitchen and bathroom to perfection with flowers, lanterns, dim light, petals, expensive fabrics draped from the ceiling, and there’s a great view on night time seoul

you can tell he’s best friends with taemin

i mean they’re the greatest entertainers of their time of course their taste is great

always going the extra mile

the black, sheer shirt with a deep cleavage that kai put on is nothing short of a treat

is that a lace choker he’s wearing

and his hair is pushed back lord have mercy

you get pretty weak in the knees at that

the catering leaves nothing to be desired either. a full 3-course sicily-style italian meal with 100% organic ingredients and beautiful basil and thyme garnishings

to set the mood afterwards jongin does what he does best

don’t tell me you didn’t see this one coming

just a chair for you, some music, and him

is this like a whole damn private concert?

he has prepared an entire setlist to thrill you with selected styles of dance

even a rendition of salsa, swing, and tango argentino

i’m telling you...

if kim jongin moves his body for you like that you’ll be fucking hooked and honored and not believe your eyes

what a feast

prepare for a serious case of dropped jaw

and jongin being an absolute daredevil dancing incrementally close to your chair

he incorporates all these little moments of skinship

where he strokes your hair, your jaw, or takes your hands

while at the same time he’s completely destroying it on the dancefloor

with those scorching hips and how he works it on the carpet right in front of you

you’re about to fucking melt

what a time to be alive

the sheer shirt’s buttons are holding onto dear life as do his pants

kai’s movements are becoming extremely ecstatic

what a fucking lapdance 2.0

men have clearly evolved otherwise this wouldn’t be happening

kai dances like a king on a stage but jongin? is god-like when he dances with just one person as the audience

shiit

and because he’s very nervous

he work particularly hard to ace it

in his mind he’s already underneath you judging by how he’s moving

...you can definitely fancy a luscious private concert each wednesday

and for designated activities in the bathroom

he even made a whole 5-hour playlist of the finest songs

so he can make you grind on top of him

don’t tell me kai isn’t the master of courting

king of effort

i don’t have to tell you that this is gonna be the most sensual night you’ve ever had

kai will get to know your body very, very well

those hips never stop do they

the fact that thursday is baekhyun day right after this?

wow aren’t you exhausted

the orgasms just seamlessly continue huh

everything goes on like that 

friday you have a toy-filled, passionate evening at the studio with mark who’s doing the most 

let’s say mark just has good ‘vibes’ indeed

this almost gets as messy as your first time with lucas

have fun cleaning up that couch, canada

what a sex marathon

if you don’t have your period

there’s always a lot of action going on 

or actually. you do catch a break for the weekend

saturday you bake delicious, pistacio and pecan-crusted sticky buns with taeyong 

who also shows you the new fledgelings that have hatched in his apartment

so adorable

sunday you endlessly make out with taemin in the sheets who has of course heard of jongin putting on a show

so he dances for you as well and even does the hands-tied criminal choreo in an especially luscious rendition (aka extra heavy breathing and grinding on the floor, and doing splits that almost rip his pants)

oh yes my love

nothing really happens afterwards you just have dinner completely flustered

if lee taemin dances, sex becomes redundant and doesn’t compare anymore

but really now

the slow burn is unbearable with him for fuck’s sake

taemin knows how to work up the seduction bit by bit

you basically masturbate all evening after returning to your house

god. what to do with this guy

on monday you ravage yukhei’s dick and get all that head 

xuxi is a chaotic fella but he keeps his promises

plus you get the best full-body massage of your life

and for the first time pull out your phone to basically livestream yourself riding him

so the whole chat can watch for five minutes

yep. you learned that courage thing from mark lee

the camera work is obviously subpar but the video definitely has maximum effect

kai and baekhyun stream their reaction right alongside your broadcast

“woah woah oh my god oh my god!!”

everyone’s freaking out, everyone stops whatever they’re doing, everyone is glued to their screens, they love your body moving

you’re having a blast 

especially when you stream another round an hour later and lucas holds the camera now

his arm is perfect for that by the way

strong and stable and high up in the air

so you can do your thing on that fat dick with a bonus of the sexiest xuxi moans ever

that deep but soft tone... yukhei really got a perfect groaning voice huh

after getting steamy for almost ten minutes, you get some great close-ups of your pussy after having yukhei pull out mid-romp

because that gape is for the gods

don’t kid yourself with a dick like that inside you’ll be opening a little wider

it looks and feels even better with lucas tracing his long fingers inside of it

with the closeup zooming in even more while he’s putting his thumb on your clit 

mmh that’s good stuff

six very shaky boys are sitting in front of their phones right now being able to look um very deeply inside of you

baekhyun is basically frozen to a statue on the reaction stream and salivates nonstop it’s just running down his neck at this point

his wettest dreams are right in front of him

stretched out pussy all juicy and swollen? baekhyun’s lifeblood. he’s seeing god 

he turns up the brightness of his phone to maximum so he can see every little detail 

remember. this guy loves to be inside of you so obsessively he wants to pay rent to live in there

so he’s appreciating an HD view of his favorite place, really deep and really pulsing and really soaked

yukhei has slathered you in lube and really pushed apart your muscles very gently, no abrasion, you relaxed so nicely around him

it’s feeling good as fuck

kai who’s watching right next to baekhyun just stares with big eyes

every injury he ever got while dancing is suddenly healed 

he’s a new man his spine has put itself together his legs are reborn

taeyong almost falls off his chair when he tunes in

he’s that bewildered

he just types a big WOW and a wall of blushing emojis

the explicit songs he’s been listening to and whatever he’s been rapping about recently are nothing in comparison to this

finally someone climbed up to taeyong’s level of nastiness

and he thought he’d never find someone on eye level

secretly he loves the nice view but he won’t admit how much

meanwhile he will rewatch this over and over for the whole week at least five times a day

and then there’s taemin

| adorable 😊🤗🎀 6v6

| can you put the camera a bit closer again 👉👈

| and turn on the flash if that’s ok 😳

| ah thank you 💟

i don’t know what taemin has seen or heard or experienced in his life and what made him this way but damn he loves that graphic shit

turning on the flash makes even yukhei’s jaw drop and rub your clit even faster

he’s damn proud he could make your pussy open up to him this way as he should be 

cuz he’s really been improving his Big Cock Techniques (BCT)

mark doesn’t write anything but he’s online and streaming so yeah he’s jerking off

with two hands

baekhyun is typing how much he loves the wet sounds and how great the fingering action is

and he’s damn right. telepathy 

that’s your favorite pervert right there yeehaw

in the meantime yukhei’s brain is empty he’s just smiling bright and enjoying the moment and the attention and your body

ten is basically next door because this is the fucking wayv dorm 

you can hear him choke on his coffee and whisper ‘oh my fucking god, oh shit’ to himself

the phone almost topples into the sheets while lucas is putting all those rubs and circles into your clit but the audio is already telling the boys to watch very closely anyway because here it comes

taeyong is probably falling apart by now given how he’s posting a couple fragmented sentences that you try to decipher on yukhei’s phone

until you get close and take up filming yourself again 

so yukhei can make a video with his own phone as well

yep that’s two cameras on you by now not just one

xuxi’s been such a steadfast babe 

and he gets to see the fruits of his work. for one, just how much of an imprint he left with his cock inside you 

and second how hard he can make you cum now

those big fingers are magic on you

taemin gets all the closeups he ever needed from your camera because you hit the zoom even more

yukhei starts kissing you twice

not as carefully as he often would

it’s the really wet and passionate version this time

he films your lower faces as good as he can

those big fucking lips 

they never fail to make you get the hots

they’re really made to do all this are they

his tongue nips into you with extra saliva on board

you suck it into your own mouth and mix it with yours, and gather some more

and slip your tongue above his in return

yukhei makes sure you can hear him swallowing all that warm runny spit and moans into your mouth

guess who just blew one big juicy load into the condom

and he’s not even inside of you

jesus christ yukhei

looks like french kissing is his orgasm button 

you start sucking on his tongue when it slides back between your lips and you make them really tight and puckering

the noise is so delicious

yukhei shoots the rest of his semen into the condom

you go even harder on him, the kiss gets really deep

kai and baekhyun are literally jumping up and down on their beds by now

taemin and mark are sending star-eyed emojis

ten is definitely beating the meat next door

yukhei’s hand is massaging incessantly between your legs

he makes you feel. so. good.

when he retreats from the kiss you’re ready

you can hardly keep the phone stable in your palm

yukhei also points his camera back at your pussy again

and makes sure to catch every contraction

you know an orgasm is good when you’re going all “oh... ohh...”

even taeyong goes online to stream his reaction because you cum so beautifully

he’s actually crying and can’t close his mouth he can’t believe what he’s seeing

your pussy lips are so sloppy and stretched apart and twitching and you make sure the camera catches every bit

it takes almost half a minute until your muscles calm

you tell yukhei to clean it up with those plump lips of his

baekhyun and taemin are violently agreeing with thousands of “YESS EAT UP!!!” and “yes!! 😊♥︎🌹” text bubbles in the chat

your guys are so cute do you realize that

in order to have both hands free, lucas ends his video, puts his phone aside, and is already licking you up like a whole bowl of whipped cream

you keep on streaming on your own phone and brush the hair out of his face

the best part is catching yukhei’s tongue winding between your lips and then spoiling your pussy with big kisses very very slowly as not to overstimulate you

he’s such a fast learner he’s doing it really well

once you’re satisfied and cool off, you stroke the back of his neck and his favorite boyfriend duties are officially on pause

so he can go to pull off the condom and clean himself up, and get ready for bed after a quick mini snack

while you blow kisses into the camera, flirt with all your babes while they flirt back and even bow to you

and film your pussy all swollen and licked up but slowly closing a little bit again, ever so slightly

ten sends two little black hearts and a little “that was the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen thank you 😽”

you make sure taemin gets an extra close view of your clit and taeyong is making high-pitched squealing noises in his reaction video stream

mark goes like “yea that’s the spot!”

kai has joined baekhyun with the mouth and saliva action, they’re both licking their lips all over the place and make lewd lusty faces

they’re literally sucking and eyefucking your pussy through the camera bitch they want it so goddamn bad

oh to have their mouths on you right now to come down from your high and chill

you tell everyone how much you miss them and how badly you want them to be here

and how you want to feel all of them all over, on your skin and inside you

the chat is full of yearning and horny crying emojis now

yukhei helps you clean up the rest while you text how it felt with mark and baekhyun because they wanna know more

you talk about how yukhei’s girth is always rubbing that one spot inside and his breathing changes when it does

and you say you really loved their reactions

the members promise to be careful and discrete when they re-watch the stream and ten also says that if you don’t want it to stay in the chat some day you should never hesitate to delete it

you say no problem boys you should know me inside out, just remember to use head-phones when yukhei starts slurping at the 01:27 min mark

taeyong and mark are losing it at your puns

then you have a glass of water taller than yukhei’s dick and basically dance to the bathroom

lucas talks to the boys with his big ole smile in his pyjamas while you’re busy

oh god he is so shy

but very very blissed out. it really takes only two things to make this man happy. big plates, twitchy pussy.

a truly simple man. you like that

kai is definitely evolving from his teasing yukhei agenda in the meantime

he is sending thumbs up emojis instead of raised eyebrow ones

you lay down in xuxi’s big embrace and say goodnight to your boys

yukhei buries his nose in your hair, and kisses you on the forehead so innocently, taeyong melts in his little video square on screen

taemin is a big fan as well

he’s living true to his “explicit shit and romance” life motto isn’t he

you ask if everyone was enjoying themselves

big positive reactions all over the chat

you coo how you adore them all so much and want more of things like this where everyone is involved

eight people are going to bed very happy today

yukhei waves and baekhyun goes offline as well, as does taeyong who’s beaming

end stream

it was a masterpiece

that mark needs to recover from the very most, his entire bed is full of used tissues

and basically

over the next few hours the chat is losing their minds over and over again

everyone can’t stop gushing and telling you what their favorite part was

kai says how turned on you were was making him hard all night

ten enjoyed the wild kissing part and how wet everything was

naughty boy taemin keeps on talking about how — i quote — your insides are the best ever!! while sending flower emojis

your stream has unleashed a gigaton of sexual energy

and that basically goes on and on

until tuesday arrives

oof 

today’s the day

you know that ten is up to something 

except the little hearts and kiss comment

he hasn’t written much in the chat

oh shit oh shit what is he planning

he truly is a pisces

you know that some epic stuff is about to go down since the cats are with yangyang 

and — what

there’s a large canvas in his room with a piece of cloth to cover it

lord have mercy

he’s bringing the big guns

ten will even hold a little speech on how he got inspiration two weeks ago

only to proceed to unveil the art very shyly

it’s an elaborate pencil drawing standing about as tall as him

immaculately sketched in a realistic way

have a guess what he’s been drawing

exactly right it’s an erotic depiction of you

laying on your back, thighs spread, head thrown back

and to make it mysterious you see more of the legs rather than the crotch area

so whatever or who is giving you pleasure is entirely up to you to imagine to your liking

it’s more about how the person he drew feels lust rather than the onlooker. he drew this for your own enjoyment

he did that very cleverly and classily 

this canvas will be your utmost treasure and get such an intimate spot in your home

it doesn’t take very long until you’re mounting him and get those hips moving in a circle

ten is just full of surprises

you ask if you can photograph the drawing and upload it to the chat

ten is like ohhh!

but why not, now that he thinks about it. he secretly likes praise and visibility for his drawings so much

the post is definitely a success 

lots of exclamation marks and reaction memes for three hours straight

but who would’ve thought otherwise

ten is just massively talented, always on point

and hits the right nerve with his line of work

as your pussy can attest

yukhei is gonna tease in the chat that he heard you in the dorm and that it sounded mega hot wink wink wink

ten writes:

| my tongue hurts 

| let’s do it again next week

| i feel inspired to draw more as well

the chat explodes with hype for another two hours

multiple members come up with their own artistic takes on you

on wednesday kai presents a feral dance he choreographed for the whole morning. showing a representation of what you are to him and what he feels for you

very beautiful

on thursday baekhyun gifts you a deliberately humorous doodle titled mochi mama in the style of i dunno, probably picasso on crack

you have not seen anything like it

it’s gonna make you laugh in sad hours for many days to come

talk about come

baekhyun will have his hands busy in and on you all night

he wants to feel mama mochi and please you and make you smile

try not to climax challenge: failed several times

on friday mark blasts a song he wrote about you as soon as you put your hand bag down in the studio

100% of the lyrics are about how sexy and charming and special you are to him and how infatuated he is and how much he thinks about you all the time and how much you knock him off his feet, and how he has the biggest hots for you, jesus christ

that mark lee canada flow wants to make you fucking nut right then and there

the fandom just got his lit mixtape and he’s already working on another one i guess he sure has enough nsfw inspiration for it

all the more reasons to cum hard on his dick tonight

and make sweet love to that sexy body because mark lee isn’t the only one with the hots

then comes saturday

taeyong day

the tension is rising

you’re at his place

the sweet boo comes to put some chirping fledgelings into a towel on your lap as usual

there’s a big crispy lasagna baking in the oven, dripping with cheese and sauce with the most full-bodied herbal mix ever

damn tasty 

gordon ramsay would rate this particularly well on twitter

honestly man

we all know gordon ramsey would like taeyong’s dishes

the evening passes as it always does

so he didn’t jump on the bandwagon that’s interesting

it’s almost as if the stream didn’t happen or anything

just as you expected

taeyong doing his own thing and being just very consistent makes him so sexy and desirable to you it’s hard to explain

you just like his style of going about things you know

he’s very receptive to your impulses

you figure it’s up to you to make some steps

so when he opens the fridge to pull out a self-made, perfectly swirly vanilla-chocolate vortex pudding that’s just at the right temperature, you can’t help but hit on him like the world is ending 

but as you learned from taeyong’s example: your way

you ask him to open his mouth and maneuver spoon after spoon of pudding into it for him to deliciously savor it

giving him compliments on always making your day along with that

that bowl is empty very fast my loves

and taeyong very happy

oh yeah he was enjoying that

with his eyes closed

oh fuck

the sexual tension could rip the air in half like a mark verse

you decide to sit down on his lap all nonchalant and finish your own pudding... more than suggestively

taeyong is basically holding his breath at this point he’s a puddle

you tell him he can put his hands on your waist if he wants to

no answer needed his fingers are already on their way

you can hear how his heart is approaching a techno music BPM

at this point all you can do anymore is lean in to whisper if he likes to go to the bedroom with you

he can keep the apron on

taeyong tastes deliciously of pudding aye

you roll around in the sheets kissing so heavily

this is pure indulging you just feel how you’re sleeping with a chef

who happens to have the veiniest dick of all time

you’re definitely filled up well

sliding up and down on him deliciously for twenty minutes

really slowly and hugging each other tightly

and saying romantic things

that’s the good life

by the end of the evening the group chat gets a picture of taeyong’s world class lasagna 

and a ‘very random’ shaky picture of your hand in his hair

which baekhyun instantly comments as:

“now tyong knows how great you taste as well 🤓😁🤗“

yukhei agrees wholeheartedly and ten starts making baby don’t stop puns

kai is totally in love with the quality food 

baekhyun voices his interest in making more pictures of that kind with you. you know, hand in the hair, no big deal

kai says hurry up with it hyung, all the hair dye makes you balder every minute

baekhyun reprises his doodling and now draws a couple

it’s mama mochi with byun baldhyun

“this will be the next selca“

glorious

you’re having a damn good time

but later you feel something is going on

the whole week passes and taeyong seems to be brooding

next saturday he has a hard time expressing himself when he comes to your home 

you ask if he’s not comfortable having more sex or if he struggles with the relationship setup

taeyong says it’s not that but can’t explain any further

you go on a whim and ask if it’s a confession he has on his mind

bingo

“taeyong... if you think i’ll judge you for something. remember we’re only doing this since a couple weeks. it’s hard to know how the person really reacts if you don’t know each other inside out“

he is still hesitant

you ask him if it’s something taboo

“yeah...”

you thought so. taeyong is the least basic person you know along with taemin

guess why these two are saved for last my dear readers

you tell him that how he’s in his own lane is what you appreciate him for in the first place, it’s why you’re here with him, you love your duckling chef so much

if he wants a different kind of sex that’s perfectly him

he looks relieved and understood hearing that

and confesses that yeah... he wants to go a little kinkier with you

now you know why taeyong was acting with so much restraint

and put all of his feelings and sensuality into food pretty much

in fact the kinky sex has already started whether you noticed or not

indirectly. as in, the dynamic

truth is he wants to be a service sub

oh yeah lemme introduce you to some new things

service subs like to really cater to their dominants and fulfill their every wish not just in bed, but around the house as well

and there’s even more to it as you will soon discover talking to him about it

an apron is only the start

in case you have been living under a rock

taeyong’s duality is nuts 

he’s a completely shy mega pervert

it’s not a secret that this guy wants hardcore bdsm torture sex

you letting all that aggression loose on him for fucking sport

and being cold to him

with a bit of soft domme action as the perfect balance 

yep 

he wants you to take him out and take care of him at the same time

he’s perfectly aware he’s among the freakier and more deprived members

even ten is just casually freaky and just open for a lot of things. taeyong is deliberate

and pretty deep in the femdom community as far as his browser history is concerned

we all know assertive partners are his thing

but he’s afraid he’ll get you into something that’s a lot of responsibility

you say mister i’m familiar with your interests 

my dear you never made them hard to guess

you tell him it’s no problem for you to give it to him raw

you’ll be doing disgusting things to him that sexy face will straight up drown 

did you know?

our dear boy taeyong loves it when you spit in his mouth and do virgin roleplay

if he asks you to break him don’t be surprised

he wants to release control completely

he goes by all the rules

and i guarantee. when he comes along your dominatrix mood is gonna skyrocket he just brings that shit out in people

his mere naked body is just... how not to go nuts on him how he wants it

long story short tied up taeyong head to toe ends up immortalized as a vertical photograph

the group chat is overwhelming your notifs with wide-eyed emojis and all caps

amping up the game a little more each day are we

without even trying. hell, this just happened

where this is going is gonna be fun

sunday goes down with you grinding yourself all over taemin but you’re both clothed

you grab the back of his neck to lean in for kisses over and over and over

yes kisses are key

if not the favorite thing he does

let this sink in. if taemin overwhelms a little kitty with a hundred thousand smooches, just how kissy is this guy gonna be 

and have fun teasing his erection through his pants

lee taemin a squirmy mess? hell yeah

in classic fashion he will spend the most time of the evening on his knees getting slapped around in several blindfolds, harnesses, and wrist ties

his fantasy finally came true

i repeat what taemin has been dreaming of is reality

thank god for taeyong having you second guess his private tastes. otherwise you would not be on your dom grind now

taemin even goes as far as ordering lingerie for your encounters — to wear himself because he’s taemin

satin and silk blouses he already has in his wardrobe so there’s no shortage

i don’t have to tell you that you can spend hours grinding on his cock in a room full of candles while taemin is in head-to-toe bondage

that’s his idea of a good time and hell you are really treated to perfect eye candy, taemin’s hotness will bring your pleasure to a new level

the group chat will definitely love your photography taken from your sessions

taemin is just an utter no-compromise kinda man to make kinky love with. everything is planned he’s never settling for less than a perfect evening

where both of you really experience the ultimate satisfaction from treating your bodies to the best of clothes and toys and scenarios

give me an amen for taemin being your sunday guy because this legend of a man is your personal church

and his discography is the bible

and cum play is the baptizing my friend

so yeah huh

every day you can look forward to. monday to sunday

and not a day goes by without someone in the chat reminiscing the steamy video you did with lucas

you end up repeating what you wished that day

for everyone to be with you

so you could feel all of them 

and you say maybe it’s time to arrange something 

you’ve gotten to know each of them personally and intimately by now

and integrated them into your personal life

hell when you wake up the first thing you see is ten’s drawing across your bed

or baekhyun’s funny mama mochi art on your phone background

and you start your day literally selecting from a pile of taeyong’s freshly washed and ironed clothing stacks in your wardrobe

sitting at your breakfast table with a bouquet of flowers that kai and jongin brought you

eating food you bought together with lucas

listening to music that mark made especially for you

they’re all in your life together so it’s the right time to make some heated love together

the chat is all down you don’t even have to ask any further

baekhyun volunteers to go about his leader duty to organize the best possible venue and best possible date

cause with superm things do go 100

he asks what kind of atmosphere you have in mind

you say hard and nasty and kinky

which will definitely make the chat interested

and baekhyun was about to rent a huge modern art penthouse in gangnam

you say no need to go that expensive. you just need a large bed, no paparazzi, and an area where you can be loud. sculptures you could care less about

you have yukhei on your team, so that’s a living sculpture already 

it needs a safe haven essentially, with a dark and lusty atmosphere would be so nice

ten steps in saying he has the exact spot you’re looking for 

he has a friend who runs a declining night club in the suburbs, with some pretty attractive and grungy backrooms with plenty of space to fuck

yeah a club is exactly what you’re looking for that’s a good idea

it’s closed on monday so baekhyun and ten arrange a rental just then

of course way in the evening

with the guarantee of nobody else around

baekhyun knows how this rigged game rolls he says they need the club to perform a dance practice, overnight stay, and shooting a music video

which is only a half-lie

not “hey we are super m planning an orgy wanna invite dispatch and tell lee soo man”

regardless ten’s friend is pretty chill and indifferent anyways

and baekhyun’s money is doing the talk

you’ll be guaranteed to be left by yourself

monday evening it is. 

you already have a whole bunch of fantasies to let loose on your boys

and put it all in the chat

yo it’s called brainstorming and it sure has brain in it

you discuss

and it goes down next week 

you encouraged the members to wear what they feel best in, no dress code, no comparison thinking. you want to meet them like you got to know them, each in their favorite expression

taeyong dons a mass onslaught of fetish gear underneath a trench coat, including a fancy collar, lots of hairspray

and latex gloves. shit he’s a freak

baekhyun puts on the coziest clothes he finds and his smol sneakers but they are secretly expensive, his hair is curly and big, he put on a nice scent

kai can’t help but go black suit and lace underneath, you know him

bleach blonde yukhei gets out the tight white tee and smug jeans

creative genius ten goes all out designing his own fashion (!) with paint, he puts on sexy af glasses and goes for his signature ‘cleavage down to the belly’ look underneath a bomber jacket

mark goes for a casual suit but make it swag, with a sleeveless top underneath, yeah those mark arms go crazy 

taemin — picks his most dazzling silver outfit that looks like a rendition of mermaid scales, pointed shoes, princely hair, famous i’m so fabulous

and it’s already starting out sexy in the car before you even arrive 

because this is all gonna be glorious from the first second to the last

baekhyun and kai will do the driving

you have not one but two classy and sexy chauffeurs you hear me

yeah in their shiny black german cars with those sleek comfortable seats

baekhyun, taeyong, ten and lucas are a team

and then you get kai, mark, and taemin, including your group luggage because such a trip needs a lot of things to pack trust me

you’re with team kai on the way to the club and with team baekhyun the way back 

it’s already lit and steamy on your way there

nothing better than getting in the mood held by the greek god arms of none other than lee taemin with mark lee assisting

you’re entirely wrapped up in kissing taemin so passionately, his tongue melts into your mouth like the finest chocolate

thinking about how you were making out last week gets you going even more

as does feeling up his bulge, ugh taemin is so sensual

mark sitting on your other side being eager to attend to your thighs, your waist, your back, your hands, your hair, your stomach

yep

yukhei has been telling him about the wonders of a whole-body massage since you like it so much

mark gets his hands all over you to provide a sexy caress and wow he’s doing it well, giving everything the perfect kind of attention, always asking if you want more of this or more of that

mark loves everything about you and he knows how to make your anticipation become even more intense by dedicating time to all areas generously

you feel like he’s worshipping you head to toe

it’s the way to get turned on

mark has great soft hands and knows your best spots by now

that’s exactly why it was a good idea to sleep with the members individually at first

you could figure it all out in detail and each member could show their style of doing things, and you could teach them

mark has become an expert in skinship

while he’s kissing into your neck whispering revering things to you nobody else would understand

they’re intimate, spicy details from your studio lessons

with a romantic twist even because mark is giving you his entire arsenal, the entire palette

“i’ve been thinking about you so often...”

with jongin driving carefully and taking the lesser frequented roads 

kai is really keeping it together

the maknae backseat party is faithfully photographed by mark who sends it to the other team after taemin and you select the best shots, giggling

your favorite is a bird’s view of your cleavage with taemin kissing right between your breasts, slightly below the sternum

his hair is softly splayed over the area

taeyong and ten reply with heart eyes in the chat

on you go kissing and touching

taemin is so gentle with you and easily accepts your wild licks and bites, leans his head back so you have perfect access to his neck

by the time you arrive at the club’s back entrance, he’s marked up and his lips are mighty used

ruined neck, ruined mouth

taemin’s favorite two accessories to walk into a club with 

including a hard-on

with mark and kai strutting right after, chewing mints

...both getting hard themselves because mark loves your body and jongin has very good ears when it comes to picking up things that happen in the back of his car

and this bitch got a raging libido, so

the best part is everything is prepared

the other team already parked their car there earlier

ten had the keys to every needed lock, showed everyone around, and then baekhyun went into organization overdrive

this is the first time he didn’t clown around to distract from work since debut

if baekhyun ever means serious business... wow

your best boy taeyong has located the perfect backroom that’s shaded inside and neon-lit from the outside

the window’s aren’t particularly low-sitting so that’s a privacy plus

there’s a huge white extra oversized bed with some more great furniture and a sofa landscape

he desinfected everything to a T

and pulled out every utensil you might need from a large black bag

he walked in like he just commited a bank robbery but in reality there’s cutesy pink rope in the bag

oh well

classic taeyong

yukhei sorted and handed out the condoms plus water bottles for everyone

he’s the expert for the basics don’t come at him he’s doing a great job

after you reminding everyone of the safeword 

taemin sits down with you on the bed and you keep kissing

keeping up the flow right there

//

you beckon your lil’ adorable mochi who’s been dying for skinship

baekhyun is so turned on he wastes no time joining

still fully clothed while the other members are about to undress

you actually like baekhyun huddling up against you in his oversized hoodie it’s cute

so hey, change in plans

everyone ditches the protocol and climbs on the bed only without their shoes 

lot of ties and belts to pull them closer to you

you bring all of them together on the bed now

the feeling of having everyone around you is so electrifying, you have to distance from taemin’s seductive lips not to get some kind of adrenaline overdose

jesus this guy is trying to soak your pants like baekhyun forgot to turn off the shower

you get to enjoy five minutes of relaxed massaging from all sides to cool everything down a little

baekhyun and yukhei alternate with kissing you

yum

big plush lips plus a horny tongue

that’s a good combination

kai is definitely setting the pace of how to massage you, and how to move the body while doing so, and what expressions to make 

instead of sitting there awkwardly staring into space

remember? master of courting — that’s kim jongin

even baekhyun follows his example a bit

you’re entering cloud 9 from that whole-body massage

you can tell they’re all dancers. there’s rhythm involved

having the seven of them attend to you at the same time just hits different

that are 14 hands

70 fingers

all in sync with kai’s physical ideas, carefully yet purposefully kneading and stroking 

kai also helps everyone find a good area and makes sure everyone stays away from any precarious or sexy zones

because you’d probably get off from that in the matter of a blink

to be honest you’re already feeling heated you can’t help it

but that’s a good sign you’re definitely feeling this 

and there’s not a single limp dick in this room at this point already

baekhyun being the best people reader all over again manages a seamless transition to some water drinking

so everyone is ready to go

you wish you could do everything at once but decide to get a load of some slow body rolls against you because hell yeah

courting expert kai is sure to oblige, dance god taemin joins right in, and ten completes the holy trinity and hell does he go off

photographer mark on duty again. this moment has to be captured

baekhyun does his mood management magic and encourages ten and taemin to let out their little sounds more

kai he doesn’t have to tell

nor you because you’re already moaning

shit these guys are just too good

these bodies are machines

again bless your xuxi workout sessions

you wouldn’t keep up otherwise

you curse them because your pussy feels creamy way too early

switching to grinding on their bulges is not a better idea because it’s making you even hornier but anyway it’s your favorite activity

yukhei takes time and some effort to get fully hard so that’s a grateful job now

because you can gather yourself

you resort to using your cleavage to stop turning yourself on completely

and then your hands to palm his pants because that’s even more inconspicuous

group sex with superm? hardest early orgasm avoidance challenge EVER

is there some kind of legally accessible viagra for women

there’s no way you could turn yourself off help

you either get the first orgasm out of the way or keep it together to have some suspense in here and see the boys work hard

the decision is clear

time to bring out the toys that taeyong assembled on a table

baekhyun, taemin taeyong and ten are in the down to get tied up in various ways

lucas and kai get blindfolded and get a sexy task from you

slowly humping the mattress just for your viewing pleasure

topless for that matter

no need to ask twice there they go

photographer mark stays free and flexible. it’s always good to have someone outside bondage just in case with such a big group

anyway so you will be busy for sure

the rest of the boys strip down to only their briefs and get a good dose of spanking

ten is definitely moaning the loudest there

taeyong ends up with tied wrists in a prayer position and has his fun getting slapped around by you 

until he’s breathless and smiling to himself with his tongue hanging out

someone got his daily meal of smacking

taemin highly approves 

nobody’s surprised

baekhyun gets a quick and simple upper body rope harness that’s very easy to grip him by

and just to tease him you add some nipple pinches

result: loud baekhyun noises

cute as hell

so that’s how he’s been training himself to reach all those high notes

interesting

taemin, completely naked, has his hands and ankles tied, looking so beautiful all helpless and his cock itching for stimulation

and because taemin’s strange ‘artistic’ kidnapping fantasies that he never stops talking about cannot be ignored he gets a mouth gag for good measure

you know you just roll with their ideas

he’s a simple man that’s all he needs

you decide to put a bigger bondage piece on ten who ends up in a hogtie aka his new favorite place to be in

if there’s one guy who’s flexible like that it’s him

let’s see for how long he can take it

ten likes a challenge

you tell mark exactly what kind of pictures you want of your tied darlings and he’s well-engaged with that task

baekhyun is clinging to you a lot in the meantime

he gets kisses on the mouth 

and your open ear 

because you can tell there’s something on his mind

or rather

his ass is telling him something after you activated it with spanks huh

what does baekhyun want?

baekhyun wants the strap

and the strap he shall get

his time has come

this time the safeword won’t do so tapping yukhei’s thigh is the deal

taeyong’s kinky tool collection has a nice and thick equipment to offer, jet black black straps, jet black dildo, like it’s some kind of secret agent gear

it takes a lot of lube to get it into baekhyun’s tight and tiny ass but what’s new 

he’s not the gaping expert 

and way too busy laughing at the members’ reaction faces so his damn asshole is contracting god dammit

what a brat

next time he gets a toy for prep

only when you grab him by the harness and get into a rhythm, baekhyun throws it back

good boy

kai and xuxi are allowed to take off their blindfolds now because you have a task for them

taeyong’s toy collection features one extra long double-ended dildo, transparent and neither too slim nor too wide

if baekhyun doesn’t have that thing inside his throat i don’t know who

this shit is made for him

and you can tell he’s salivating for that

you tell yukhei to use those big hands to keep baekhyun’s head steady

and oh wonder, his long fingers enclose it perfectly

kai gets to go hard on baekhyun and fulfill his lifetime fantasy that he has had for over a decade now and jerks off to every night:

baekhyun not talking

so while baekhyun’s ass is getting properly stuffed

so is his mouth

kai has no qualms squeezing the toy into baekhyun’s throat a little more roughly

those are some pretty intense choking noises

mark steadily hits the snapshot button

some people go to pound town

baekhyun goes to silicon valley

kai is not afraid to push that thing as far as it can physically go

you’re pleased with how he’s doing it

and with baekhyun’s blowjob abilities anyway

is there a better throat in this industry? probably not 

he’s pretty surprised himself with how much he can take it

that poor ass is getting more than it can handle in the meantime, baekhyun is throbbing and whining

little did you know his prostate is so sensitive and makes his dick leak

such a shame you fully exploit that

you tell yukhei to have baekhyun move his head on his own to get into the rhythm

and get taeyong over to suck on the other end of the toy because oh yeah

let me just say these two are amazing

god bless sm entertainment 

not for any executive decisions

but for their uncanny ability to attract and assemble all the subs

lee taeyong giving head like the rent is due is a sight you need in your life

like everything, he does it roughly and properly

baekhyun is barely even sucking anymore just straight up gagging and seeing stars

because uh-oh here comes a big fat prostate orgasm

mark is clever enough to hit record on his phone

and capture a shaking baekhyun travelling through a whole bunch of universes, at least in his mind 

because that’s how strong his climax is

all he can say is thank you mama mochi and recover from this on his back

kai is satisfied with the result as well because baekhyun managed to not say anything for fifteen minutes

kai never had this much silence in his life

taeyong is still not done sucking the toy off and you let him

never step between a man and his favorite dildo

lucas takes up the task of untying ten who wants to share the other end that’s free now

and mark hands over the camera to kai who films just that

which also means mark is in the mood for you

about time to get some dick

and have taemin watch right next to you

being able to delight in mark’s wonderful technique

doggystyle

which ends up in kai joining 

which causes yukhei to join

and baekhyun to film 

the three are literally queueing while waiting for their turn

you tell them when to pull out and let the other member have you

until mark is riddled with so much suspension, the fifth thrust on his turn ends up in an unexpected hard climax

“oh my god oh my god!“

obviously kai will let loose now and cum as well, accompanied by really breathy groans

yukhei takes his time to make you moan which gives both taeyong and taemin a good show and an untouched orgasm

eventually you get to hear lucas growling his soul out

and kai bickering to pull out already

because it’s time for buffet

after getting rid of his condom, mark has been untying the very resilient ten who’s been in prawn bondage for like half an hour and five minutes now

respect

he and baekhyun team up to eat you out

yeah prepare for a dream team

while mark and kai chill on the other side of the bed

lucas on the other hand still doesn’t have enough and ends up licking your legs with his cock firmly palmed in those big hands

baekhyun and ten are doing the most meanwhile, lapping you up all sloppy

the job of the cameraman goes to a wild taemin who’s undone his safety hook 

he can’t stand this shit anymore he has to join the action instead of lying around in ropes

jeez the guy has the fun of his life playing with filters

silently giggling to himself

until kai finds out that taemin has been putting cat ears on ten and cowboy hats on lucas

kai confiscates the phone from naughty taem and decides to take up that task himself

so taemin can eat you out himself now

alright there are three heads bumping each other between your legs now

and yukhei close-by, currently nibbling at your outer thighs

can you imagine how crowded and crammed that is

you tell mark to get taeyong out of his ties as well

if you’re gonna cum he has to join the party as well

and he will not hesitate my friend

taeyong’s kinky tongue (which can make all kinds of completely unprecedented moves and slurping noises) riles up the other three to put all their effort into this

you order baekhyun and ten to line you left and right of your hips, fingering you from there

and let both taeyong and taemin get you to the point with their tongues at the same time

it’s a busy day innit

the reason is that baekhyun and ten didn’t come but you plan to change that with some dual handjob

baekhyun lets out some pretty hoarse panting noises

(yeah jongin destroyed him with that toy in his mouth for real)

once your hands grip onto their erections, almost automatically baekhyun’s fingers start going crazy on your clit and ten goes mad with his thumb right next to it

yeah he’s kept his rings on this is gonna be a sexy sight

mark and kai retire from their pillows to join at your request

mark kissing you, jongin sucking on your breasts

from this point on things are pretty much just a daze

two tongues two hands? oh shit

four people are trying to make you cum what did you expect

and three other people are licking you all over

yukhei doesn’t even care at this point he’s just straight up kissing your feet

ten is silently groaning it out, he’s pouring his seed into the condom with little twitches in the hip and shoulders

taeyong’s tongue is gonna finish you off, taemin’s lips will make you feel so good, your legs will be a shaking mess in yukhei’s hands

how to even describe this

it’s an explosion of heat and contractions

you’re going fucking crazy from all that head and tongue action god damn

mark definitely has to swallow a lot of your moans all over the place

and taeyong

also swallows

what a god-loving man

your pussy is leaking enough to feed baekhyun as well

who still strokes himself off while he’s cleaning you up with his mouth, oh boy he really developed a lot of stamina

you have your fun telling him to stop jerking himself off

so his orgasm ends up being ruined

those always mess him up

always a nice sight to have him shaking and whining and gasping

you have to roll over at some point before getting overstimulated

phew that takes quite a couple of deliberate breaths

now you have seven hot guys with sopping wet mouths on your hands, looking at you exhausted and infatuated

that’s super m for you

yukhei, man for the basics he is, hands out towels

you really gotta say he’s kept a clear head in all of this except maybe the sudden foot fetish reveal

of course taeyong towels himself down the most he’s basically covered himself with anything he could get his hands on

that face is dripping like his saturday evening lasagnas 

you help clean mark who kinda lost his mind and heart while kissing you, he needs your care a little more now

baekhyun soon snaps back into organization mode and has the brilliant idea to unpack xuxi’s and jongin’s luggage

to have everyone wearing their gigantic hoodies and sweaters

it’s warm in the room anyway but this feels so much cozier

after going to the bathroom

a ball of cuddly guys is snuggled up all aroud you faster than you can think

mark and taeyong are already sleeping they really knocked themselves out

champs

kai finds the completely forgotten phone somewhere in the sheets and turns off what seems to be a 50 minutes video

that’s gonna be fun to watch some time

baekhyun nuzzles himself to sleep against your sweater, right between your breasts

“mochi mama thank...” are his last words before he drifts off to pineapple pizza land or whatever dreamscape is in his head

probably something much dirtier but anyway

lucas and kai steal kisses from you and go off to sort out the room

jesus christ they still have the energy

taeyong’s nasty lil’ toy collection gets cleaned and reassembled, the ropes get coiled up, the towels wander into a washing machine in the other room

whose steady bumping lulls the rest of you to sleep

while taemin, epitome of taste he is, plays his best of hits on low volume with his phone

dozing off between seven guys while “heaven” is playing? 

best thing ever

the rest is history. you’re surrounded by sleepy cuddly sweater men

you actually sleep for a couple hours

dawntime you wake up cozied and sandwiched between yukhei’s tiddies and jongin’s back

which is the most protected, snug place on earth

even a nuclear superweapon couldn’t explode past that spot

they’re fast asleep

giant baby and teddy bear

safeguarding you in unison

ain’t they adorable

baekhyun is awake silently doing pilates, smiling cutely at you when he sees you’re awake, and he gets a big load of kisses i’m telling you

miraculously everything is tidy and smells fresh, and there’s a light soup in the air...

... lee taeyong got up at 6:30.

he was a whirlwind

the group gets to enjoy a 3-course classic korean breakfast 

because taeyong found the club kitchen

what kind of godly entity is this man

how did he do all of this

the club is the cleanest it’s ever been

taking care of 24 people is probably so difficult, this is actually easy to him

you depart in a good mood because damn that soup was restaurant quality and baekhyun had the idea to give you morning head to which everyone joined in

good thing the club has showers

baekhyun is still horny as hell and you want that D(elight) any time of the day 

so you fuck for a bunch of minutes in his car after dropping off the team and they giving you playful winks

you park the car behind xiumin’s house because that’s the most calm place to be

people are sleeping on xiumnin so hard, no paparazzi are around, ever

baekhyun settles there with you smiling

he didn’t sing “get you alone” with no reason

baekhyun needs that one-on-one time with you to ground himself and love you all over again big time

plus you are dying to cum bouncing on him on the driver’s seat 

while he is desperately gripping the steering wheel to have something solid to hold onto

yeah baekhyun is always ready to lose it for ya

it’s literally such a good spot to fuck

he’s strapped in all underneath you and you can see him squirm and get heart eyes from up close

you also love how your thighs meet the fabric of his pants

baekhyun’s tiny lap is already worth a huge nut you love grinding on him

those shapely thighs

with his cock peaking out from underneath his sweater

what his morning head tongue can do, his dick can do twice with ease so time for round two today

glad you have your bag with some utensils

you’re generous with lube on the condom

in fact you love spilling it over his pants a little

it looks like you’ve been squirting on him that’s why

baekhyun is down for your pervy imaginations

and gets even harder

not bad lil’ guy

time to make him moan with the grip of your walls

mochi breathes pretty hard because damn... more dick destruction

you love burying your hands in his sweater at the shoulders and just fucking ride

his hair gets messy, his bedroom gaze is so intense

his ass still hurts from yesterday but it seems to turn him own judging by the high-pitched groans and his begs for you to bounce on him harder

no problem his dick is just made to be ridden

if this wasn’t a high-tech car from the future with carbon and whatnot anybody could hear baekhyun’s um ‘vocals’ from the outside

this is so much fun oh my god

baekhyun releases with his eyes shut and teeth pressed together, his nose is all scrunched up

jesus this one got to him

he drives you to his home with his fingers shaking a little on the steering wheel

literally tapping like they do in his microphone on stage

yep this shook him up

and insatiable byun is now satisfied byun

nothing better than knowing you ruined your cupcake boyfriend in the best of ways

back at his apartment and after some extra carbo hydrate heavy food, as a pre-nap treat you grind on his thighs and his ass because why not

and gyrate him to sleep with his arms and legs stretched in all directions

both of you are still in disbelief that all of this happened

legend has it you’re dreaming of more group sex ideas that night

the next day taemin sends the champagne video to celebrate your first time together

which brings us back to the start

and that’s how it all happened

now you know

congrats on being a lucky girl

related: super m as subs

FINAL NOTE. ah shit i love this dynamic, thank you for reading 🎊

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