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rubyreduji · 2 years

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concealed zippers — lc

summary: you ask your best friend to zip your dress up

tags: smut (minors dni!), bestfriend!chan warnings: pining, teasing, sexual comments, explicit sex, fingering, oral (m. receiving), chan and reader are soft for each other wc: 3.4k an: this actually wasn’t based off of taylor swift’s song dress but it came on when i was writing this and it was too perfect

“Chan!”

The calling of his name grabs his attention from where he’s looking at his phone. The dancer is waiting in your apartment living room waiting for you to finish getting ready. Chan is your date tonight to an event hosted by your work company. It’s some charity ball thing and if it wasn’t already obvious Chan doesn’t know much about it. The only reason he’s going is for free food (and because he’s a simp for you but he’s not going to admit that one out loud).

“What? Are you okay?” Chan walks to your bedroom door and stands outside of it.

“I need help!” Your panicked tone alerts Chan and he’s throwing your door open only for him to stop in his tracks. There you are, standing in the middle of your room, with your whole back exposed.

He takes a moment to look all of you over. You have on your favorite pair of black strappy heels that you keep wearing despite them always hurting your feet. He can see the way your wrists, ears, and neck are adorned with silver jewelry. Your hair is already all dolled up and he’s sure you already have all of your makeup on as well. These are all common things when you guys dress up together, no what catches his attention is your dress. Wrapped around your body is a maroon satin dress that hugs your hips a little too well. It doesn’t go past the middle of your thighs and only has little straps to hold it up.

Your smooth back is tantalizing to Chan and it takes everything in him not to walk up to you and start kissing up the exposed skin.

“Can you zip me up?” The tone of your voice has switched to soft and shy and you look over your shoulder to look your best friend in the eye. “It’s a new dress so I’ve never worn it before. I didn’t realize the zipper was so small and hard to reach.” Chan licks his lips and only nods.

Nobody knows this besides maybe Vernon and Soonyoung but Chan has been madly in love with you for like two years now. Chan’s hands shake a bit as he reaches for the small zipper that sits at the small of your back, right above your butt. It’s one of the small oval zippers that are used on concealed zippers to hide inside of the dress. He’s about to grab the zipper but stops himself and quickly switches his demeanor.

Instead of taking the zipper between his fingers, he slides his hands against your skin and into your dress so he grabs at your bare waist. His fingers are so close to touching the swell of your breasts and your breath hitches a bit at the contact.

Chan leans in so his mouth is right by your ear. You can feel his breath against your neck as he whispers, “Are you sure you want me to zip it up? Why don’t we just skip this whole event and I take the dress off of you all together.”

It isn’t uncommon for Chan to act like this with you, flirty and sexual and pushing boundaries. It’s always played off as a joke and just Chan’s nature towards you due to your comfort and intimacy with one another, but you don’t know that Chan truly means it, and Chan doesn’t know that his words always leave you wanting more.

“C’mon Chan we have to get going soon. Please just zip my dress up?” Chan mistakes the breathiness in your voice for exasperation instead of desire and quickly snakes his hands back out of your dress. You have to bite down on your lip to stop yourself from whining at the loss of his touch. You know he’s only joking but you wish he meant it so badly. Your pussy is already damp just from thinking about his words and you want nothing but for him to rip your dress off and ravage you.

“Of course, princess.”

God that stupid nickname he insists on calling you. More a part of the game he plays with you. Teasing you with a smirk while you slowly die inside over it.

Unbeknownst to you Chan is mentally freaking out. Why did he do that? You probably think he’s some kind of pervert now. He pushed it too far this time and he still has to zip your dress up. Chan does his best not to fumble as he actually grabs the zipper this time. He pulls the small maroon plastic piece up your back, his knuckles caressing against your warm skin as he does, and for some reason this touch seems even more sensual and intimate than the previous one.

Shivers are sent down your spine as Chan’s skin brushes yours. The feeling is gone far too soon for your liking as he finally pulls the zipper all the way into place. He even takes the time to tuck the zipper into the folds of the dress so it’s fully concealed the way it’s supposed to be. His hands run down your sides and rest on your waist. The fabric is thin and he can feel your body heat radiating up into his palms. You silently wish that the red fabric was gone so you could feel Chan’s hands on your bare body.

“Beautiful as always, princess. Ready to go now?”

You only nod and Chan pulls away again and you have to take a moment to catch your breath before you follow him out of the room.

Your dress is driving Chan crazy. The front has a cowl neck so it frames your boobs just perfectly with just enough cleavage to be considered teasing and not sleazy. The skirt keeps riding up your thighs and you have to keep pulling it back down and Chan watches every time as you tug the skirt down your legs that Chan so badly wants to be between. As you guys walk around the event Chan keeps a firm hand on your waist and as much as he loves the feel of the smooth material under his hand, he wishes that he could touch you under it as well.

As expected by the time the night is coming to a close Chan is practically supporting all of your weight because your shoes are hurting your feet so bad. You haven’t complained to him about it yet but he can tell just by the way you lean into him and continue to shift around.

“Come on princess, let’s get you home.”

When you get to your apartment your feet are throbbing but you don’t want to complain to Chan. You don’t have to though, because before you’re even able to get out of the car he’s opening your door and scooping you up into his arms.

“C-chan! What are you doing?”

“Shush, I know your feet are killing you. Let me help.” You wrap your arms around his neck as he carries you into your apartment.

Your heart is hammering out of your chest and you hope he can’t feel it. You know he’s strong but you didn’t know he was this strong.

Inside Chan’s own head he’s trying his best to think pure thoughts, but all he can really think about is the way your thighs are pressing against his arm and the way his hand is just barely brushing the side of your breast. Speaking of, your breasts are nearly in his face with the way your arms are wrapped around him and Chan has to make sure he doesn’t look down at you because then he’ll be looking down your whole dress and he doesn’t want to pop a boner while he’s trying to just bring you to your apartment.

When Chan gets to your apartment he lets you down gently and you grip onto his forearm as you reach down to take off your shoes. You throw them to the side as you walk over to your bedroom. When you bent down to take off your shoes your dress rode up again, but this time you don’t bother to fix it. Chan gulps thickly as he watches you way away, your dress pulled up so far he can see all of your thighs on display.

“Hey Chan? Can you help unzip my dress?” You call for him once again.

Chan’s dick stirs around at just the thought of him unzipping your dress. He walks into your room where your back is already turned to him. Chan slowly walks up to you and grabs at the zipper again and slowly drags it down until it can’t go further, exposing your back once again.

Without even thinking Chan’s hand trails up your back, caressing your soft skin.

“Chan…”

“Princess?”

“Tell me you don’t want this.” You slip the straps of your dress down your shoulder but hold the front of your dress to your breasts so you don’t fully expose yourself.

“Fuck.” That’s all Chan says before he’s on you. His lips attach themself to your neck as his hands reach around you to pull your hands away from yourself. The dress slips down your body and onto the floor and you shiver not only from the cold air hitting your nipples, but also from the way Chan sucks a hickey into your neck.

Chan’s hands move to knead at your breasts and you moan at the feeling of finally having him touch you. “Channie~”

“I’ve wanted you for so long.” Chan is picking you up again, only this time it’s to throw you onto your bed. He takes in the sight of you as his dick twitches. You’re looking up at him with the sweetest bedroom eyes with your perky tits on display, the only thing covering you being your thin black lace panties. “Shit Y/N, you’re beautiful.”

He leans down to kiss you and you finally understand all of the cheesy fireworks analogies that romance novels talk about. Everything just feels right when you kiss him. Your lips slot together perfectly and he kisses you tenderly yet passionately.

The moment he pulls away you miss the feeling of his lips on yours but you don’t mind that much when his mouth then moves to your right tit. You bring your hands up to grab at his hair, carding your fingers through the dark locks. After a few more licks, he moves to press open mouthed kisses onto your left breast. You mewl as you feel him roll your nipple between his teeth. He chuckles at this a bit.

Desperate to speed up the pace of things, your fingers fumble with the button’s on Chan’s shirt. You’re close to just ripping the fabric off of him but Chan senses your impatience and swiftly unbuttons and sheds the shirt.

Your skin tingles at the way Chan’s warm, bare body presses against yours. His hand kneads at your waist as he starts to press playful kisses into your neck.

“Chan please,” you beg in a low voice.

“Please what princess?”

“I need you. Need you to touch me. Touch me here.” You grab his hand and slowly trail it down to in between your legs. Chan groans as he feels the way your panties are already damp. His fingers find your clit and he teases it slightly. Your body jolts at his touch and you whine as you feel your core get even wetter.

“Oh shit. Baby you’re so fucking wet for me.” Chan reaches down into your panties and the pads of his fingers trail your slit, smearing your slick all over your folds. You squirm around in the bed, praying that Chan will just get on with it, but he doesn’t of course. He slowly circles your clit, your arousal spreading across your clit as well.

“Chan please, I need you to finger me.”

“Ah good girl, using her words, asking so nicely.” Chan is playful with his words but mentally he’s dying to get his fingers inside of you. He’s not sure how much longer he can keep up the teasing dominant act before he fully breaks character.

Your hips buck up and you let out a high pitched squeal when Chan’s finger slips into your hole. He barely thrusts into you twice before he’s already adding another finger, muttering about how pliant your pussy is to his fingers.

“C-chan wait,” you call out, your voice coming out in between pants. Automatically Chan stops and pulls his fingers out of you.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Yeah just, uh,” you flush red, “I want to suck your dick as well.”

“Oh.” Chan’s face also turns red. “Y-yeah, okay.”

You two shift around on the bed so Chan can lean against the headrest. Your face is by his lap, the rest of your body curled up next to you so Chan can still reach to finger you. His fingers easily penetrate you again as you start to palm at him through his dress pants. His cock is already hard and straining to be freed from the fabric.

You fiddle with the buttons and zipper until they come undone and you’re able to reach inside his pants and boxers to grab at his dick. You pull out the hard member and swallow at the sight of how thick it is. It’s average in length but the sheer girth of his dick makes your head spin, your hand barely able to fit around it.

As your hands paw at Chan’s pants he lifts his hips so you’re able to pull the garments down his legs and onto the floor. You do your best to fist him in your hand, pumping a few times. Chan breath stutters as you do and a bit of precum starts to leak out of his cock. You lean down to lick it up, running your tongue against the slit of his cock. Chan’s fingers piston into you harder as you continue to lick at Chan’s tip. You pucker your lips and suck the whole head into your mouth, your tongue swirling it around as you do.

“Shit princess, you’re making me feel so good.”

You respond by mumbling around his cock which does nothing but pleasure Chan even more, the vibration shooting right into his dick. You open your throat as you bob your head up and down, taking his whole length into you as you press your tongue against him. He’s so thick he can barely fit into your small mouth and Chan tries his best not to buck up into you.

Chan has three fingers buried into you now, curling up into your sweet spot. Your hips are grinding against his hand to try and gain friction against your clit because you’re just so close. Right as you feel your orgasm coming on you pull off Chan’s cock to tell him. It’s barely a second later that you’re clenching down in his fingers and cumming. You press kisses against his dick as your hand works to play with his tip. It’s enough stimulation to get Chan to cum as well, if the sight of you cumming on his finger wasn’t enough alone.

Afterward you both take time to catch your breaths. You’re still turned on though and want more. You force yourself to sit up so you can crawl into Chan’s lap. You pull him into a searing kiss that he reciprocates hungrily.

Your kiss deeps as Chan palms at your ass cheeks. His hands are rough as the grope you, pulling your body into his. Your mouths clash against each other like hungry men who are experiencing their last meal, trying to remember what it tastes like. You grind your bare cunt against Chan’s cock and he involuntarily bucks his hips up against yours. His dick is still hard even though he’s cum once already. You whimper as the way his cock drags against your puffy lips.

Chan reaches around between your thighs and rubs at your entrance. You don’t think you can take anymore teasing and you whine. “Channie please, please fuck me. Want you to fill me up with your hot, thick cock.” You know you probably sound like a porn store right now but you can’t bring yourself to care, too needy for your best friend’s cock.

“I know princess, I know,” Chan coos as you as he kisses at your jaw. “Fuck do you have any rubbers?”

You nod and reach over into your nightstand drawer to pull out a little square packet. Your hands are shaking too much to open it though and Chan swipes it out from between your fingers and opens it before diligently rolling it onto himself. After he’s fully protected, one of his hands holds your hips steady as he lines himself up to your opening. Still guiding your hips, he helps you slowly sink down onto his cock. The stretch is tight, tighter than anything else that’s ever been inside of you, and your legs are already shaking by the time he’s all the way into you down to his hilt.

Chan’s breath is raggedy as he stares at the area between your thighs. Your pussy has a vice grip on his cock and he can see the way he disappears into you completely, your chubby pussy lips wrapped around him.

“Do you feel good baby? Anything hurt?”

“N-no. N-need Ch-Channie t’move,” you slur out, already a bit drunk on his cock. Chan’s mind isn’t too far off as his brain is flooded with only thoughts of your pretty pussy.

Chan wraps his arms around your waist and starts to move his hips up and down, his cock sliding in and out of you. He helps your body start to bounce on his cock to meet his thrusts. Your hands bury into Chan’s hair again and you grip hard. Chan doesn’t reprimand you though, enjoying the way your fingernails dig into his scalp.

Chan’s mouth is the perfect level to press kisses into your collar bones. His tongue runs along your neck and chest, nipping here and there as it does. In this moment Chan already knows that he will never get tired of the high pitches keens you keep letting out.

Too soon Chan feels his balls tightening but he won’t allow himself to cum until you do. He drags a hand up and down your side a couple of times before he brings it down to touch your clit. You gasp as he does and it only takes a couple of jerks of his fingers before your pussy is clenching him tight. You yank his hair, pulling his head back, as you moan loudly. Chan pulls your face down into his so he can kiss you as you let yourself climax. Your pussy is pulsating against his cock as you do and Chan is bucking up into you at a brutal pace, chasing his own release. His cum spurts into the condom as your lips mash together and low moans escape your throats.

After you finally come down from your high, Chan's hips come to a stop inside of you and you slump against him, resting your head against his shoulder. You mouth at his neck a bit and his fingers run up and down your back, both of you two too blissfully fucked out to do anything else.

Eventually Chan is lifting you up to gently pull out of you so he can take off the condom and tie it off. You laze sleepily on the bed, watching Chan clean himself off before he moves to clean you up as well. He presses soft, loving kisses against your skin as he does before he’s fully crawling back into bed with you, scooping you up in his arms.

“Does this mean you're my boyfriend now?” You ask in a small voice.

“Yep, and you’re never getting rid of me,” Chan mutters into your hair, where his face is buried.

“I’ve been dreaming of this moment forever,” you say out loud, just talking to the air. “Heh, all it took was a measly little zipper huh?”

“Oh god the zipper,” Chan groans. “You were killing me all night in that dress princess. Was so ready to just rip it off you and take you right there.”

“Fuck Chan. I can’t believe you’re really mine now.”

“All yours baby, and I’ll zip, and unzip, any dress you want me to.” You can feel him grinning and you find a small small work it’s way onto your face as well. You know that the next time you ask him to zip up your dress, you won’t be making it to the event.

#seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen fanfic #lee chan #dino #dino smut #dino fanfic #dino x reader #dino imagines #dino scenarios #lee chan smut #lee chan fanfic #rru.fics #rru.writes #★ mdni

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frangipanilove · 27 days

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The Book Of Carol; A Damn Romance Novel...?

...ok hear me out before you go into anaphylactic shock...

I came across an interesting gif set in the Daryl Dixon tag the other day. It was by zehiiro on Tumblr, and I truly thought it was a great observation. I don’t want to tag them in case they'd rather not be dragged into Bethyl/TD stuff and thangs, but the parallels were convincing, and they deserve cred for their observation. Naturally, I interpret it differently than they do, but I will never claim to have the full truth on how anything in TWDU is meant to be interpreted. I can only offer my point of view, and I quite enjoy reading other people's perspectives, it's often very enlightening.

In any case, the parallels are solid, here's a screenshot:

It makes a lot of sense if what we saw in Carol's sneak peak was shot intentionally to reference the scene from 7x10 New Best Friends. This was after Carol and Daryl had been apart for an extended period of time, just as they are in the current timeline. It was directly before they reunited, something we have to assume will happen relatively soon after the sneak peak takes place in current time. And it references a scene that, in my opinion, heralds rebirth, reunion and resurrection. I'll try to explain how below.

In 7x10 New Best Friends, Daryl has an altercation with Richard, because Richard wants to set up Carol to be killed by the Saviors, in an attempt to lure Ezekiel to go to war, along with Rick, against the Saviors.

Daryl, of course, has major objections to the idea. They fight, right next to a trailer decorated with horses, that we later learned was actually used in the movie Smokey and the Bandit. I wrote about that in an old post of mine, read it here.

Interestingly, we saw a callback to that trailer recently in TOWL 1x5 Become...

...after Rick and Michonne had escaped in that yellow car we all knew was a reference to a selection of yellow objects seen through the years...

...such as Beth's yellow polo, and a certain yellow Ford Mustang from season 2...

Remember Carol's blue Ford Mustang? I wrote about it here and here. Mustangs are horses, and I believe these shots were specifically included in reference to the symbolism around Mustangs, and I mean both the horses and the cars here.

This shot of Carol's blue Ford Mustang from TWDDD 1x6 Coming Home, shows the licence plate that points to TWD 5x2, which was when Carol and Daryl discovered a Grady car, and followed it into Atlanta, and eventually located Beth.

And like I expanded on in the post about the yellow symbolism, it all derives from Carol's yellow Jeep Cherokee from season one, plus the aforementioned yellow Ford Mustang from season 2...

...which happens to have the same licence plate as the car that Carol and Daryl drove to follow the Grady car to Atlanta, which eventually led them to Beth...

...and which I believe is a reference to the Lincoln Continental Beth and Daryl hid in in 4x12 Still (because the LC on the licence plate, in my opinion, could represent "Lincoln Continental").

What happens directly after Daryl and Richard's fight by the mustang/horse trailer, is that Daryl makes his way over to Carol's house. He knocks on her door, and reunites with Carol after a long time apart. And what is Carol doing right before she opens her door?

She’s reading a damn romance novel, called Denim Dreams, with a familiar looking Sirius Piggyback on the cover:

Sirius Piggyback; The Literal Book Of Carol

Below, we see the actual Sirius Piggyback from 4x13 Alone, along with the stock photo from Shutterstock that was used as the cover photo for Carol's damn romance novel:

In 4x13 Alone, Daryl carried Beth, piggyback-style, across a cemetary. In 7x10 New Best friends, Carol lived in a little YELLOW house, near a cemetary, enjoying a damn romance novel, with a Sirius Piggyback cover photo...

Those are some darned suspicious coincidences...

Back when 7x10 New Best Friends aired, this caused quite a stir, and it remains to this day one of my favorite Bethyl hints to ever appear in TWDU. Read more about it in these excellent posts from season 7 (here and here).

Later, we see Carol prepare food for Daryl, while explaining why she had to leave. We see the romance novel, with the Sirius Piggyback cover photo, on her bookshelf, right next to a symbol we remember from 5x8 Coda:

My take on the title "Denim Dreams", is that, long story short, "denim" is a blue clue (in the sense that "blue jeans" is an established term). And as I explained in a recent post, "blue" is a synonym for "police". Beth and Rick are both encompassed by the "blue" symbolism, Rick because he's a police officer, Beth because she's "the new sheriff in town". The "pig" in "Sirius Piggyback" refers to the derogatory term for police, "pig", which has been used as symnonomous with "police" several times in TWDU. I wrote about the "pig" symbolism recently in this post, along with my take on the cat symbolism.

Speaking of cat symbolism, there was plenty of that to be found in 7x10 New Best Friends. Here's Rick, articulating what I tried to say in my cat symbolism post:

...to replace the one you lost...

...it's just that sometimes the one you lost can't easily be replaced...

But the cat symbolism is about rebirth, reunion and resurrection, and that's something to hold on to, according to an overwhelming number of characters in this episode...

...which is interesting, concidering a certain someone sang an entire Tom Waits classic on the subject of "holding on" back in season 3:

I know I keep saying that the symbolism we see is about "reunion". I'm not taking that out of thin air. Here's Daryl's commentary as we hear Beth's voice singing "Hold On" in the background:

Straight from the horses mouth there. What Daryl is referring to is the fact that he had just returned to, and reunited with, TF after initially having wandered off with his brother earlier in the season.

So, to circle back to the scene from 7x10, and its parallel, the scene from Carol's sneak peak; they're about reunions. Sure, it's obviously specifically about the imminent reunion between Carol and Daryl, both in 7x10 and in TWDDD seasson 2, which I'm personally looking forward to immensly.

But there are multiple layers to the reunion symbolism in TWDU, many of which speak directly to TD.

Because that damn romance novel, Carol's actual book from 7x10 New Best Friends, The Literal Book Of Carol, is a story about the Sirius Piggyback. And the comment on the damn romance novel from 4x1 was about Beth, that's a 100% undeniable fact:

Sirius means return, rebirth and resurrection. She will be back. Sirius Piggyback.

Perhaps in "The Book Of Carol; a Damn Romance Novel"...

#team delusional #bethyl #team defiance #daryl dixon #beth greene #beth x daryl #daryl x beth

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luckystarchild · 16 days

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how different would be lucky if if you had chosen maya as your self insert instead of keiko? what would u have named the story?

I considered using Maya, actually! Not too seriously (Keiko made more sense for the story I was intending to tell, and that was obvious from the jump), but still. A few people have asked this question over the years; there's even a few unanswered asks in my inbox about it. In one past post on the subject, I said the following:

"If she ended up taking Maya’s place in canon, she’d have to think on her feet to avoid having her memory erased. Now THAT would be a recipe for disaster."

Early on in the story, I think Not-Quite-Maya's goals would center around avoiding getting her memory wiped the way Maya's is wiped in canon. She might stay away from Kurama only to get dragged back into his orbit by fate or destiny or whatever you want to call it. Having my mind messed with is a HUGE phobia for me, so knowing Kurama might try and alter my memory after a run-in with Hiei would probably influence my/Not-Quite-Maya's actions until the danger zone has passed.

What would that avoidance look like? I might try to stay away from Kurama, I might try to change Maya's relationship with Kurama, I might try to make friends with more of the YYH cast... who knows? But that would be a huge focus on the early part of the story.

After that point and once canon started up in earnest, Not-Quite-Maya's journey would be VERY different from NQK's. NQK is often preoccupied with the ramifications of increasing Keiko's roll in canon. If she were reborn as Maya, she'd be increasing the changes to canon even more since Maya was never intended to be there in the first place. It makes me question if I would allow myself to get involved at all. At least Keiko is supposed to go to the Dark Tournament; Maya isn't supposed to be featured after Kurama meets Yusuke, so tagging along as Maya would likely wreak even greater havoc than what we got in LC with NQK. There's a case to be made that NQM would stay away entirely as a result, and we'd probably get a Not-Quite whose story didn't intersect much at all with the canon cast's.

That's why I picked Keiko, in the end. Her role is much more involved with the main character's, which makes it easier to involve her in the story and bend canon to accommodate her presence. Accommodating Maya would mean BREAKING canon, not bending it. And since I'm a cautious person, I can't see myself giving readers a very interesting story while inhabiting the role of Maya. Using Maya as the insert character, therefore, didn't contribute to the story I was trying to tell, and Keiko had to be used instead. But it still fun to think about this AU.

As for what I'd call it... the themes of the story would be very different from LC's themes, but I haven't explored what those themes would be yet. Since I tend to choose titles that reflect the themes of their story, it's tough to say what I'd call a NQM story at this juncture.

BUUUUT... I named LC after the translation of Keiko's name (when spelled with slightly different kanji than what was used in canon, but w/e). Maya's name is spelled with a character that can mean either "hemp" or "numb" and a character that can mean "increasingly/further" (or a variation that denotes distance/a measurement growing bigger) or "mend." Other spellings of the name use characters for "truth" and "reality," and also "night" and even "irony." I'd probably make a title that plays on those definitions.

Just spitballing here, but if NQMaya's main hurdle is how distant she is from canon compared to NQK, I think a title that plays on that latter kanji could be cool? Something that plays on the distance between her and canon, and possibly mending that distance, or maybe that distance increasing over time. Throw in "numb" for some color if possible.

Typing all that out made me realize one of the themes of a Not-Quite-Maya story, especially one where she chooses to distance herself from canon, might revolve around the theme of learning to let go. So her story's title could very well be something like, "The Irony of Distance," or "A Distant Truth," or some kind of play on the "so close and yet so far" adage. Hard to say without actually writing the story, but you get the idea.

Thanks for this ask! Was a fun brain teaser.

#yyh maya #luckychildfanfic #yu yu hakusho fanfiction #yu yu hakusho

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tinartss · 7 months

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i forgot to ask but have you watched the link click finale yet and if so what are you thoughts?? cause um. it got us to top 3 trending (very shook moment). anyway love all your art <3

omg hi anon!!! tysm!! <33 man the finale was so good😭😭😭😭 100% deserving of that trending lu guang tag HAHA thank u for asking i’ll give u an excerpt of my live reaction right after the ep ended (source being my notes app). very much unfiltered and incoherent so prepare to hear me repeat myself like five times LMAO

‘i love protective hypocritical selfish lu guang LIKEEEE oo ITS SO GOOD. what if him constantly restating The Rules to cxs was partly borne out of him worrying abt cxs’s death node not particularly the death nodes of the ppl in the photo. like ‘cxs don’t do anything stupid you’ll change a death node’ = ‘cxs don’t do anything stupid i’m scared you’ll err too close to ur death node’. ARGHH god i love it there’s gonna be so much drama if cxs finds out that lgs been the biggest hypocrite of allllll time IM SO EXCITED god . desperate lg living thru another timeline terrified of cxs’s death willing to die for him sacrifice timelknes for him do anything to keep him alive all for the boy he loves…….LIEUEUUETO EIWUW i’m so ill. i need to know everything….how many timelines has this man lived thru…s2 is truly buildup for s3 and i’m so excited like pls give us more trio content🙏🙏 curious abt hatman ofc but preferably he stays a side character LOL’

anywho i can't believe the animatic i made at the beginning of the season aged (mostly) well…am thinking of making some new adjustments to the end of it for funsies….we will see what happens 🤞🤞 and i also rlly wanna do a kavetham shiguang au based off of the finale….*shakes fist* i need to see irrational alhaitham….unsure of how large the venn diagram intersection is between kavetham enjoyers and shiguang enjoyers who’ve finished the s2 finale but this one is for u 🫡🫡 (if i actually get time to draw it LOL)

sorry that was so long HAHA but feel free to share ur thoughts as well! love hearing abt everyone’s collective lc brainrot <33

#link click spoilers #link click season 2 spoilers #lcs2e12 #ask #this was a fun ask LOL #thank u for the opportunity to let me jibber jabber without a character limit 👍#can't believe ts wrote timeless after watching the finale! so crazy #another song rec: we'll be together again by tony bennett and bill evans :(

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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Twice the Fun for the Price of One

Pairing: Ambessa x Fem!Reader x Local Cuisine

Tags: nsfw, smut, threesome, making out, handjobs, blowjobs, fingering, cunnilingus, thigh riding, cock riding, face riding, nipple play, dirty talk, praise kink, degrading praise, begging, hair pulling (Reader gets her hair pulled mostly by Ambessa), manhandling (by Ambessa), bites, cum marking, cum eating

Word count: 2.7k

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A/N: I had so much fun writing this for you all, its been on my mind for a bit and I feel like I really had to get it out there. Also why haven't I seen this threesome content before? Are you all sleeping on all this hotness? To make things easier in this fic LC will be called Miguel since that seems to be a popular name theory for him.

Upon opening the door to the grand bedroom you weren't quite sure what to expect. But this was a favor, or really more of a suggestion for Miguel, and he's been your friend and co-worker since... well quite a few years now so you couldn't really refuse. Although this will be the first time you have the same client at the same time.

You first heard Miguel talk about Ambessa Medarda when he came back to Babette's walking a little funny. But the way he described her, the image you had in your head, paled in comparison to the real thing.

Even though she was currently standing behind Miguel you could clearly see how muscular and just... big she was, scars along her body, her arms, her face and her legs. One of her hands was firmly holding Miguel's hip while the other worked furiously up and down his cock, already dripping with cum. Miguel had one hand over the one on his hip, while the other one was raised above his head and bent backward so he could hold Ambessa's neck as they kissed.

The moment Ambessa's eyes locked onto yours she broke the kiss, letting Miguel's moans sound around the room, "Is she the treat you promised, handsome?"

Miguel tried to respond but whatever he was about to was quickly interrupted by another high moan, but he managed to nod his head as his eyes too locked onto yours, a little smirk appearing on his face.

"Yes then. Are you just going to stand there? I don't mind if that's what you're into, but I'd like to have a good look at you. Thake off your clothes." It only seemed fair, after all you were the only one still fully dressed. You desired to remedy that as you locked the door behind you and started walking toward the two, taking off your clothes piece by piece.

Both Ambessa and Miguel took in the sight of your now naked body and the wetness already gathering between your legs. "What would you like me to do my lady?" Ambessa licked her lips as she looked between your legs and then back down at Miguel's cock.

"I think I'd like to see your skills." You were about to ask further when Ambessa's hand stilled, her index finger teasing the tip of Miguel's cock, "He's about to finish soon. Why don't you use that pretty mouth to help him?"

You gulp at the suggestion, or maybe more of a command you're not sure. Your eyes travel from Miguel's face to his cock which twitched as soon as your attention was on it, making more cum run down the shaft. "Do it please. I'm so damn close." You've never heard Miguel's voice like that, you actually wonder how long he was being edged before you got here. "I'm curious too you know." When you raise an eye brow at him, he just chuckles and shrugs, "A guy hears a lot, can you really blame me?"

"No, that'd make me a hypocrite." You step closer and hive him a brief kiss, "I thought about it too." Miguel's breath hitches as you kiss a path down his body as you get on your knees. Instead of taking his cock tight away you decide to clean it up first, licking off all the cum coating it.

"Fuck." Miguel's hips jerk forward when you finally wrap your mouth around the tip, taking him inch by inch, pulling up so you have only the tip in before you take in more, "Holy shit. Yeah, I see why you... got so much praise." You hum around his cock and tuck a lock of hair behind your ear as you increase your speed.

"Talk to me, handsome." Ambessa nibbles on Miguel's neck, "How does she feel?"

Miguel takes a deep breath as he tries to keep his body still in Ambessa's arms, "She's... fuck... I wanted to try her mouth for so long. Your mouth feels amazing, sucking my cock like that. And your... tongue gods... swipe it again..." You oblige and run your tongue over the cockhead, getting a broken moan of your name in return.

"Touch yourself, I want you to be ready for me." You open one eye to see Ambessa following the bobbing of your head with a satisfied grin.

With very little resistance you sink one finger inside of yourself, moving it in time with your mouth around Miguel's cock, your moans and whimpers only adding to his pleasure.

"I'm gonna come. Down your throat, I'll... can I please? I don't want to pull out. Wanna see you swallow it all." Miguel's hand let go of Ambessa's neck and cupped your cheek. One affirmative moan from you was all it took for get him to unleash his warm load. Gulp after gulp you took it all until you felt Miguel's hand on your cheek fall away, his breathing fast to catch his breath. When you pulled away a string of sticky cum still connected your mouth and his cock.

You were about to wipe it away when Ambessa did it for you. You thought she'd lick it herself but instead she pushed her thumb along your lips, "You heard him. All of it." Your mouth opened and closed around the thick digit, "Good girl. I love obedient little sluts like you." You felt your inner walls clench around your finger at the praise, "And you too." Miguel chuckled as he turned his head for a kiss.

"Thank you my lady, I try." He gives he another kiss and stumbles back a little as she moved away from him, her finger exiting your mouth with a wet pop. "I'm ok!" Miguel found his balance quickly.

"Stop." Her voice was assertive, her gaze even more so as she looked at the finger furiously working between your legs, a pool at wetness already beneath you.

"But..." You barely got a word out before Ambessa narrowed her eyes at you, which was enough to get you to obey. With a whimper you moved your finger out, brushing it over your clit as you did so.

"Come here." Ambessa pulled you by the wrist and onto the big bed. Your hands moved across her body, feeling every rippling muscle. "On your knees, mouth own, hips up." She bent her legs at the knees and guided your head down and between her legs. Your mouth started watering even before you took the first lick.

Ambessa hummed as you slowly licked a way between her folds, from her entrance all the way to her clit, dragging the flat of your tongue across it and closing your mouth around the stiff bundle of nerves.

"You do have a good mouth indeed." You moan around her clit, only getting a grunt in response, "Don't just stand there watching, I think she's more than ready for a cock." You felt the bed dip behind you and felt Miguel's hands smoothing over your thighs.

"What do you think pretty? Do you want my cock?" He teased you by only nudging the tip between your lips, his cock already as hard as it was before.

You move your hips backwards, lick Ambessa's clit one more time before replying, "I wanted it since I heard people talking about you."

Miguel smiles wide, "Yeah? All good things I hope?"

You barely hold back a moan as the tip of his cock presses over your clit, "Only good things darling." You bite your lower lip as you feel the cock slowly being pushed inside. You take a few seconds to adjust before you glance up at Ambessa who's leaning on her elbow with a very pleased look on her face.

"Now that's a pretty sight." Her hand cups your cheek, the touch much too gentle for someone of her demeanor. You almost want to melt into the touch but you have a different task. You kiss her palm before diving back between her legs, licking into her tight opening, moaning at the taste of her.

Soft hands grip your hips as Miguel starts to thrust in and out. "I'd go slow but... mmm... you're gripping me so tight. Fuck, I could keep my cock in here all day. No offence my lady."

Ambessa laughs and tangles her hand in your hair, gripping it in a vice tight grip. Her hips move toward your face when you whine half in pain half in pleasure, "Non taken. I'm the one who's getting the pleasure of seeing it after all. And after you're done... I'll make sure neither of you walk for days." Miguel's hips smack into yours with extra force. "Arch your back, beautiful. Ass up, I want to see him absolutely ruin that pretty little cunt of yours."

You can do nothing but comply, the new angle allowing Miguel's dick to thrust deeper, hitting a spot inside of you that's making your legs shake.

He starts to groan as he begins to rut into you, thighs slapping against your ass, his tongue pulsing, cum dripping into you bit by bit.

"You're getting so damn tight, love. Are you close? Or... maybe you want to make me come again and again. I can do that for you no problem." Miguel's voice was getting a little shaky, showing that he too was getting close.

Ambessa hums when you moan into her, your tongue curling upwards, licking and lapping up every drop of her juices, "He was right. You really do have a talented mouth. I'd wager you could bring almost any Warlord to their knees. Lick faster." You comply as you feel her press your head closer, "That's a good girl. Gods you were made for this weren't you? A pretty little mouth, and a pretty little cunt, made to be thoroughly fucked. And you take it so well too."

You roll your hips backwards onto Miguel's cock, which makes his pace falter for just a moment before he finds it again.

"Don't come inside her yet." Ambessa commands and both you and Miguel whine.

"Lady Medarda... I don't think I can do that... she's already trying to milk me dry." The pace that Miguel is using is one you didn't even think he was capable off.

Ambessa yanks you back by the hair, pulling you away from her cunt even as you try to get back, "Is she now?"

You're having trouble focusing, trying to catch your breath while licking Ambessa's slick from your chin and mouth and desperately trying not to come around Miguel's cock.

"Please." You beg as your hips roll back again. Miguel's grip on your hips tightens, his pace getting more and more sluggish with each thrust.

"You're lovely when you beg for it. And that expression? I could look at it day after day and not get tired of it. Say it again. Beg for like the good little whore I know you are." You clench your inner walls around Miguel's shaft over and over.

"Please. I want to... I need him to give me his cum." Ambessa grinned and nodded up at Miguel.

This time Miguel couldn't keep his voice down, and neither could you as both your orgasm crashed over you almost at the same time. You slammed your hips back backwards riding his cock as he spilled ropes of cum into your sopping wet cunt. Miguel's whole body was shaking by the time he finished and pulled out, his cock still hard.

"You two made quite a mess." Ambessa shifted on the bed, sliding further down as she pulled you up into her arms, "Lucky for you both it's the kind of mess that I like best." Ambessa's lips captured yours, licking into your mouth to taste herself on your tongue as her hand moved down your body, smacking your ass before she drove two fingers inside you. You were already sensitive enough, her rough fingers only added to it as she fucked the cum back inside you.

"Fuck, I... again... I'm..." Your orgasm bleeds into another as Ambessa keeps thrusting into your quivering hole.

When you finally manage to catch your breath you give Ambessa a blissed out smile.

"You have a pretty smile too. From what I've seen so far, all of you is pretty. But there's one part I'd like to have a closer look at." Ambessa pulled you up with ease, spreading your thighs and licking the slick and cum off your thighs, "And while I'm having my fill of you, if you would handsome?"

"With pleasure." Miguel let out a long, satisfied groan as he slid all the way inside in one thrust. He took a few deep breaths before he started to move back and forth, "Good?" Ambessa chuckled and tightened around him in response. "Ok, ok. Fuck. I get it." You heard that tone enough times to know that he was trying his damn hardest not to come right there and then.

Without even realizing it you ground yourself onto Ambessa's face. "So eager even though you just came twice? Oh sweetie you are going to be so much fun." Ambessa didn't waste a moment as she pushed her tongue inside you, her hands very loosely holding your thighs which allowed you to move your hips as you pleased. "Don't hold back, I want to hear every sound you make."

As soon as you heard that you no longer bothered trying to swallow you moans, instead throwing your head back in pleasure as Ambessa ate you out like you were her last meal. At the same time you felt warm kisses being pressed across your back, accompanied with strained moans.

"Finger. Please." Ambessa chuckled as she moved her tongue from your entrance to your clit at an agonizingly slow pace and she circled your clit even slower, applying just enough of pressure to make you chase her tongue for more. Soon enough a thick finger pushed inside you and noticed that Ambessa was matching Miguel's pace, or rather he was trying to match hers.

You let out a long strained moan as Ambessa added another finger, curling them toward herself.

Your whole body shook and for a moment you thought you'd black out from the pleasure, luckily Ambessa's hand caught you, while her fingers slowly worked in and out to help you ride out the end of your orgasm.

"Fuck." Miguel groaned, "Now?" His hips moved at a rough pace as he made sure to drag his cock almost all the way out, only leaving the tip in before he slammed back in with force.

Ambessa hummed and clenched around him which made him falter and let out a string of incoherent words, "Now." She mumbled as she moaned lightly while kissing and nipping at your inner thighs. The moment she says that Miguel increases his pace until he finally, finally comes with Ambessa's legs wrapped around him. He leans his forehead against your back he catches his breath.

You still feel Ambessa move under you, riding Miguel's cock, her small moans muffled by your thighs. Her grip tightens on your thigs as she lets out a long string of curses, you hear Miguel moan and whimper as Ambessa comes all over his cock, her strong legs still wrapped tight around him until she's satisficed.

When Miguel finally pulls out you hear both him and Ambessa exhale. A moment later Miguel's hands are on your hips, his lips on your neck, smiling against you're skin.

"And I'm the insatiable one." You turn your head to steal a quick kiss from him.

There's a brief, amused chuckle from Ambessa as she taps your thighs, letting you know to move to the side. As soon as you do that though she pulls you back down and against her left hip. Miguel takes his spot on top of her, laying his body across her, his legs crossed one over the other at the ankles and slowly kicking in the air, a very pleases smile plastered across his face.

"Proud of yourself there?" Ambessa's left hand reaches down to cup his cheek.

"Yes actually. I lasted longer than last time." He smirks with his sunshine grin and tilts his head further into Ambessa's palm.

Ambessa hums and runs her hand through his hair before tucking his face into her neck. She turns her head toward you and just like you did with Miguel earlier, steals a kiss.

"The two of you better cancel any other clients you have. I'm keeping you for as long as I'm staying in Piltover."

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nutklcker · 2 months

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HI (I LOVE THE PARAGRAPHS EACH OFYOU LEAVE IN MY TAGS SO FUCKIMG MUCH) do any of your ocs have ref sheets. or even just full-body drawings . totally not asking for any specific purpose ....

WE'RE SO GLAD YOU LOVE OUR RAMBLING you have such pretty art and reblog some of the best posts and you're so good at writing so we just have to explode in the tags sometimes hehe

Also we saw this ask like four? Five? Hours ago and went Oh Shit No We Don't and have spent the whole time drawing and we were like Oh we should throw our LC alters in there too since this is their blog and their mutuals should know who they're talking to! And then we got distracted and ONLY drew the alters and host's self insert and none of our OC's so :> we'll do that eventually though but we'll also do like another post with more info ANYWAYS here's the art we made of the self insert and the Lethal alters :3

Info for each of us under the cut (also Rend and Anno are heavily derived from a fever dream March had after we got surgery and had complications, as such they have a story and are pretty attached to it so we'll go into that too)

The "Story"/Fever Dream:

There were two crews who led a revolution against The Company about fifty years before the game takes place, and of them were eight people named Experimentation, Assurance, Vow, Offense, March, Rend, Dine, and Titan, and they weren't named after the planets, the planets were named after them. (Rend, March, Assurance, and Vow were on a team with Rend being the captain, and the other team was led by Titan and had Dine, Offense, and Experimentation.) Eventually, the revolution got pretty popular and widespread so The Company gave in and agreed to meet with the two teams to discuss their requests, and at the end of the discussion they promised the requests would take place within the next few weeks. The eight members of the revolution were satisfied and went back to work, but the next day they were given news that due to their conjoined efforts they would have to all split up and join different teams to ensure that they didn't again backstab the company once their requests were fulfilled. They, unfortunately, did not put up a fight against this and within the next quota cycle each of them were abandoned and killed on different, new moons none of them had ever seen before. The company never enforced the things they agreed upon but because the leaders of the revolution were killed before word of the promises got far, and because they mysteriously went missing and had new moons named after them, nobody said anything and nobody acted out against The Company.

Pace:

- Pace is Geno's self-insert OC and he uses He/Him pronouns and is transmasc <3

- He was an employee for The Company AFTER the time of the revolution and worked not as a scrap collector but as a biologist. His team was tasked with finding specific monsters and collecting some bio matter from them to then bring back to The Company. Pace had a rivalry with one of his teammates who was tired of Pace always succeeding, so, he pushed for Pace to receive a Bracken as his quarry and succeeded. However upon arriving Pace was easily able to find the Bracken of Vow (who was actually Vow from the revolution) and collect bio matter from it by befriending it, which enraged his competitor and led to both Pace and Vow being shot. Vow tried to protect Pace after realizing the shot that hit him was not meant for him, but both were too wounded to survive. Vow disintegrated atop of Pace, leaving him and his open wounds covered in Bracken spores, and his competitor left to eventually be killed by a coilhead. Their other two teammates made it out.

- The spores found the decomposing body of a human to be the perfect place to reform and create a new Bracken; that being Pace. Pace spent about twenty years hunting loot bugs and hiding from scrap collectors before a woman named Kite and her captain Calamity found him at the fire exit of Vow. The two found that he was friendly and took him upon their ship, but one of their teammates was appalled at having a "friendly" Bracken and, as they were leaving, pushed Calamity out of the ship in anger, landing her between a dog and a baboon hawk. Pace jumped to rescue her and while he was successfully able to lure the dog away enough for Calamity to safely jump back on the ship, he was grabbed by the Dog and torn to shreds. The ship's autopilot took off while he was fighting the dog and the crew (excluding the asshole) started to panic.

- The next day Vow was eclipsed and, much to Calamity and Kite's disdain, the crew decided to wait for the eclipse to pass before landing back down on Vow and looking for Pace. Meanwhile, Pace had managed to crawl his way back to the fire exit, tumbling down the ravine, and set himself up on a pallet just inside the door. There, sleeping through the whole day, he was able to slowly heal.

- The third and last day of the quota cycle, Calamity's crew got into another argument with Asshole over going to save Pace, and landed at Vow without realizing another team (March's team, as he had already been rescued by a crew by this time) had already landed there. Calamity and Kite rushed in to find Pace while Sail, the crew's navigator and Kite's twin brother, argued with the asshole. The captain of the other crew, who's ship was nearby, overheard an argument about saving a "friendly bracken" and connected the dots that another crew must have found someone like March, their friendly coil-head, and walked out to confront the two. Sail left to help Calamity and Kite find Pace, and the captain (name yet unknown) spoke with the asshole, found out he wanted to kill Pace and attempted to kill his own captain, and promptly hit him over the head with a shovel in order to protect not just his crew, but March as well. The asshole was left there as the captain rushed in to inform his crew of another friendly monster and tell the other crew bus was happy to help, and the asshole was left there to be picked up and carried away by a Giant.

- Pace was eventually found , missing most of his arm, leg, and leaves on his left side, and the two crews met up and became friends. Pace was placed in a large pot covered up to his shoulders in dirt and for the next few quota cycles his crew would place him outside to soak up the sun and look around. Because his arm and leg were fully submerged in the soil and water, they regrew, but his eye never did. He doesn't mind too much though, he can tell when things are looking at him and, in his opinion, that's all he really needs his eyes for. He helps scavenge for scrap and is able to carry two heavy items at a time, however, he can only carry one light item when doing so as it's uncomfortable to hold in his big hands

March:

- March was our first LC alter and has been around since about late October? He's not too conncected to his source and is actually the version of March from our fever dream BEFORE the revolution ended. So though the March in our dream was a coil head by the end of it, our March still thinks of himself as human. Being compared to a coil doesn't bother him though, they're his favorite enemy in the game :) also he's mute and considers himself cis and demiro-ace.

Rend:

- Rend is also one of our alters but is a lot more attached to both the game and the "story" so he has some funky false memories and is a little delulu about it, but he's happy and healthy and aware of reality and not hurting anyone or our system or himself so we don't mind hehe also, Rend is transmasc just like host and his pronouns are he/him but he's trying out they/it

- Rend is of course based on Captain Rend from the "story" but, unlike March, is from AFTER he died and he much prefers being seen as a nutcracker than a human. Our assumption over why is because Rend had actually been a fragment for most of our life who managed family interactions, and since that was all our brain found him fit for he never really gained a personality or sense of self and as such thinks he looks exactly like our host and would probably share the same name and everything. We think subconsciously our brain makes him like being a nutcracker more than a human in order to make it easier to distinguish him and host

- Rend, being much more intrigued by the fever dream likes daydreaming about it a lot, like he's roleplaying in his head in his own, and as such he likes talking about it and thinking about it a lot more than March does. So, here's some things he daydreams about a lot and thinks would be "canon" continuations of the "story"/fever dream:

- Before March's team found Pace and his team, they got to a pretty high quota and started visiting Rend and Dine. One of their first times visiting Rend, Melody, an employee on March's team, found a seemingly deactivated nutcracker deep in the facility. The team had split up so Melody knew she would have to be careful, but she wanted the shotgun so she crept close and clumsily grabbed it, setting it off. This startled here and she backed off, watching in silent horror as the Nutcracker slowly started to move and stand and, eventually, open up and look around. In panic, Melody ran despite being looked at and, for a moment, Rene stood there confuse before he realized he had finally found someone. Forgetting his voice, he chased after her for a bit but she would frequently stop and hold still so he had trouble. Eventually he shouted to her to wait and she paused, turning to look at the apparently able to speak nutcracker just as March had sped up beside her to block the path between her and Rend. Staring down at an employee with his shotgun and a coilhead that was looking at him and not said employee, Rend ran. In instinct, as she had gotten used to March by now, Melody turned and March gave chase. He was scared and angry that the nutcracker had presumably tried to shoot his friend and, upon trying to push the nutcracker to get it to stop running, he sent a surge through its body and caused it to bleed (like how we headcannon them to work, building up pressure in the body's blood). Melody followed a few rooms behind, having trouble keeping up with the two big monsters but, when Rend was hurt he screamed, and Melody knew that wasn't any of her teammates so she picked up the pace. Rend had been cornered but Melody caught sight of March which forced him to stop moving, and tried to rush to the nutcracker when she saw him bleeding, but, turning her back to March Rend panicked and stepped between the two, telling Melody that he wanted to talk to her but couldn't protect her with the state he was in, so she needed to look at the coil head. He was seemingly trying to protect her. For his comfort she did look at March, but tried to assure him to calm down, sit for a little so she could try and tend to whatever part of him was bleeding, and that she would be more than willing to talk. They spoke for a while, Rend having trouble believing that the coil was friendly given how it seemingly tried to explode him, but he let bygones be bygones. Melody and March both started to wonder if this was one of his old friends but they had decided beforehand not to bring it up to any possible teammates without getting a gauge for their mental state, and Rend was very frazzled so they decided to wait to ask his name or story until he calmed down. They gave him back his shotgun, he turned the safety on, and Melody convinced him to open up so she could tend to his bleeding eye, and eventually the three started to make their way back to main in order to meet up with the rest of the team and get Rend out to their ship

- On the way there they met up with the teammate March had been with before he came running after he heard the gunshot, but this teammate was actively running from a thumper. Rend tried to shoot it but missed due to his eye injury and urged the rest of them to run as he'd hold it back as long as possible. The three left and Rend dragged the Thumper around for a bit before it got loose and rocketed down the hallway after the three. Rend, knowing the layout like the back of his hand, took an alternate route to get to main in order to hopefully outpace the thumper. He made it in time to tackle the thumper and send it and him over the balcony railing where they landed near Melody, March, and their other teammate who were actively trying to scare off a Bracken. Rend urged them to head outside and leave for their safety and they did. It took them a while to get back enough money to go back for Rend, and in this time they met Pace and his team. Rend is still actively daydreaming about this all the time so I'm sure he'll infodump about it more another time.

Anno:

- Anno has been around for the least amount of time, we had a major allergic reaction while Rend was fronting and so he spent time curled in a ball daydreaming as he always loves to. For comfort he daydreamed about cuddling a friendly masked, but eventually got so fed up he told our partner, aloud "I really hate this body" and our little asshole of a brain (/lh) essentially went "oh really? New alter be upon ye" and turned that cute little Masked Rend was daydreaming about into a new fragment. Anno has since become more concrete, he's transmasc and uses it/its pronouns, and it's not very interested in Lethal Company but LOVES Rend a lot. It's just kinda gay and likes Minecraft, like those are its things so far. Rend has decided that if Anno was in the "story" it would've been from far before the revolution and was left behind by mistake. That's about it for Anno, it's just kinda a thingy that's very gay

Wow so that's the end of that, I'm incapable of making long stories short apparently tee hee. I've been talking for way too long and I doubt anyone got this far, but this was mostly for us since we're soupy right now and it made us feel grounded. If you got this far Anno gives you a cookie.

#host #🎭#👁️#long post #ily (/p) sm Koka your art is so good and you're so awesome and we love seeing you on our dash #you're always welcome to send us more asks especially about the other OC's/characters in the fever dream/story #we'll probably make a post about them sometime soon anyway #and especially art of them #I loooove Kite #and the captain of Rend's new team #I already know how all of them look #its just putting that on paper that's hard #this was actually so therapeutic for us and Rend is so happy he finally got all his daydreams out somewhere #we're actually making an animatic of his origin story to the song Curses by Crane Wives #wow I'm sleepy #it's six in the morning and I've been awake all night #time to eat and go to bed now that we're done drawing and infodumping #tee hee #Cw long post #art #this is rebloggable btw

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bitterflames · 2 months

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fic writer interview

(tagged by @sunriseverse, tysm for the tag!! 💙 posting on my sideblog because it feels like the right place for this sort of rambling.)

How many works do you have on AO3? 10 (plus the one i orphaned, which still has my username attached). one is fanart. i'm... a very irregular writer.

What’s your total AO3 word count? 32,694 words (i do mean a very irregular writer lol).

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 1) snow and repetitions of snow (elder scrolls) (169) 2) no takebacks (mysterious lotus casebook) (126) 3) a light that does not flicker (elder scrolls) (85) 4) what's in a name? (mysterious lotus casebook) (78) 5) to gravity and the unknown (elder scrolls) (50) the actual most-kudosed work of mine is the Accursed Orphan, red oni, blue oni (tensei shitara slime datta ken) with 2202 (oh god). it really, really wasn't my best work, i stopped following the canon when i got bored with the plot, and the constant stream of kudos emails started to get on my nerves, hence the orphaning.

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? i try my best to! that said there are a lot of unanswered comments from periods where i just couldn't keep up with life. i appreciate each and every one though! i swear i'll get around to them someday 😭

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? i tend to write bittersweet more than outright angsty. maybe snow and repetitions of snow, featuring two shitty stubborn wizards who are on-again off-again exes/enemies with benefits. it ends on them realizing that their ideals and personalities are irreconcilable and yet they cherish each other regardless. sometimes it just be that way!

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? no takebacks is very short but given that it undoes a major character death and ends with a sort-of marriage proposal: probably that one. sometimes you just gotta write fluff to soothe the soul.

Do you write crossovers? not really. occasional crossover cameos can be fun, but overall they don't interest me a ton? i much prefer fusion AUs, but i don't often write them; perhaps because my stuff tends to be shorter and more intensely character-focused than setting-focused.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? not openly. if anyone's hating on my fics in private that's their prerogative lmao.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? occasionally! there's one explicit fic on my account and numerous WIPs that may or may not ever see the light of day. "porn with feelings" is probably the best description for the stuff i tend to write. sometimes the characters are trying very hard to ignore those feelings but they're still there. (shout out to the one lin chen/mei changsu WIP in my folder which is Very Much That.)

Have you ever had a fic stolen? not to my knowledge. i tend to write for small fandoms and rare pairs so i'm probably not high on the radar for that sort of thing?

Have you ever had a fic translated? yes! snow and repetitions of snow was translated into mandarin, i'm very happy that someone liked my fic enough to do so :)

Have you ever co-written a fic before? not yet, though i've done illustrations for big bang fics in the past, and RP'd and created shared AU verses with friends. actual co-writing isn't something i've done, but the idea is intriguing! (that said, i'm extremely flakey and wouldn't wish myself as a co-writer upon anyone.)

What’s your all-time favorite ship? "all-time" is a pretty broad category, wow. in terms of sheer volume of fics i've bookmarked though mei changsu/xiao jingyan are absolutely destroying the competition, no contest. in terms of "currently rent-free in my brain" i am frantically paddling this XJY/MCS/LC rareship against the current.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? (gestures vaguely at my entire folder of WIPs. weeps loudly.) tbh talking too much about my WIPs or even giving them a serious title until they're most-of-the-way finished feels like giving them the kiss of death. i'm not superstitious but i'm like a little stitious, you know?

What are your writing strengths? given that my entire writing process feels kind of like banging my head against a wall while crying: hard to say! i'm told i'm good with conveying tension though. in terms of characterization, insufferable theatrical magnificent bastards.

What are your writing weaknesses? long plotty fic and me are not friends. my pacing can be a bit mood whiplash-y at times. i abuse italics and semicolons like they're going out of fashion.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? depends on the cultural context of the canon, the purpose for doing so, etc... like pretty much anything else, it can be used to good effect, or it can be really grating. i think things like honorifics and terms that don't have a good 1:1 english translation are pretty much fine.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? idk probably some pokemon OC thing when i was like ten years old? in terms of fic completed and posted online, elder scrolls.

What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to? (shoving numerous WIPs back into my folder) does NiF count? i haven't finished anything for it yet... in terms of canons i haven't touched at all, maybe sha po lang. i read the entire thing in one long weekend while house-sitting for a friend and i'm still not sure if it was good or if it just hit all my kinks just right, but either way there's probably something to work with here.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written? it's also a WIP (mostly written, just lacking a solid ending) and it's utter self-indulgent nonsense designed to appeal to no one but me but: i'm very fond of how to deflower your martial brother (wo jia dashixiong naozi you keng). hanahaki disease, fucky shixiong/shidi relations, horrible pun in the title: these are a few of my favourite things.

tagging! @shararan @strandedchesspiece @foxofninetales @sinni-ok-sessi @junemermaid @melodious-tear @thebansacredbanned and anyone else who's interested (no pressure ofc!)

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tatonslice · 5 months

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hpapy sergey sautrdsybdauy it';s Ego day i think maybe. sergey telepole. i dont have a reasoning for this, actually.

someone made a comment about him being invincible wielding mimicry but i think he would not be able to handle the texture of Evil Skin. it did inspire me to draw him in other aleph ego though. hence the theme of the post

reinhardt cameo. both of them can handle their respective ego just fine but if you swapped it bad things would happen (even if it's not apparent with reinhardt. will leave explanation in tags)

i love drawing him in things he looks good in everything (debatably) my. favorite lc agent

he was canonically a christmas guy btw i found screenshots. thats why its the only not aleph ego in here

#ahhh segway #i have nonego posts but #i think ill save those for tomorrow? its sergeu ssaturday and Seerge y dunday for real #i think sergey can't really handle smile for the same reasons he couldn't put up with mimicry #unpleasant to wear... probably smells like absolute shit too #also sergey is horribly terrified of death so you put him in the ego of the abno thats #literally a mound of corpses #and he just cant #reinhardt meanwhile. uh #honestly i think hed be more upset abt the gun because he loves killing people with hammers #but i know it would fuck him up in some sort of sense?#i think hed get super overprotective towards sergey actually #tbh he already. is but it would get worse.#note: a lot of smile agents are cannibals from what i see but neither of them would be #an yways tactual tags itime #lobotomy corporation #lobotomy corporation oc #lobcorp #lobcorp oc #taton's oc tag #taton's art #its sergey saturdya forget who you are #or somnething

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narwhalandchill · 5 months

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WE DID IT!!!! ruan mei waiting room rejoice 🗣🗣🗣we are maxing that tasty delicious teamwide dmg% buff from day one 😤

& she has 104 base speed (this is a lvl 40 herta lmao) + 5 spd from traces so this is 143 speed total, 4p thief and 2p penacony build i am sooooo hype for her

#s5 coggers naturally #tbh while i obvioisly love coggers (you go 3 turn ult tingyun one time and never look back) . i have to say #i am so fucking tired of needing to level 3 fucking copies of it at this point 💀💀💀#like i had 5 S5 lvl 1 ones in my inventory bc im cogpilled so i knew they mighy come in handy thats not the issue but #its actually so sad looking at all these 4* harmony LC you could be using but in the end. cogs. 8 energy is too good LMAOOO #i have bronya on her signature obviously but beyond that. asta on cogs. tingyun on cogs. hanya on cogs.#ruan mei will prolly steal astas but. still. cogs as well #its always coggers....#hsr #gaming tag

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rubyreduji · 2 years

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double fucked — hvc & lc

summary: after your ex-boyfriend catches you hooking up his with roommate, he wants in on the fun (read pt. 1 here)

tags: smut (minors dni!), stoner!hansol, ex-boyfriend!chan, college!au warnings: mentions of weed use, explicit unprotected sex, threesomes, fingering, oral (f. & m. receiving), throatfucking, cum eating, mean-dom!chan, hansol is a gentlemen, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, sir kink, anal, double penetration, they’re both lowkey jealous/possessive??? but express in different ways, choking, spitting, squirting w.c.: 4k a/n: here’s part two you horny people (this lowkey has plot i’m so sorry)

Lee Chan. Your ex-boyfriend.

In all honesty, he's not a bad guy. You would have liked him just fine if he was only a friend, but dating wise things just didn’t work out. You can’t say you didn’t have chemistry (the sex was too good to not have chemistry), but overall it wasn’t a match. If you guys weren’t fucking you guys were fighting or ignoring each other. It wasn’t a clean break either, with you guys taking too many breaks and getting back together time after time. It wasn’t until about four months ago that you guys actually split for good.

Or at least you thought. Because now here you are, in his roommate’s bed, as both him and Hansol shove their dicks into you.

Let's go back a second.

After his roommate destroys you on his cock and Chan catches you two, he doesn’t hesitate to join in on the fun. As soon as you signal for him to join he is on the bed with you guys, his lips attacking yours in a messy, passionate kiss as you both kneel on the bed. Your fingers cling on to his shirt while you refamiliarize yourself with the taste of your ex-boyfriend.

His hands run over your naked, warm body until they find purchase on your plush ass. He squeezes at the fat there and you gasp into his mouth. His hands have always been strong and the familiar grip has your pussy clenching against nothing.

You feel the bed shift, signaling that Hansol is standing up. You don’t pay him much mind though, because Chan’s mouth is on your neck and he’s moving his tongue against your skin in the way he knows makes you crazy. This is why he was always so hard to give up, because as unsatisfying of a boyfriend he was, he has always been a more than satisfactory lover, knowing how to work your body just right.

His hand travels to your front and reaches down in between your thighs and he lets out a low groan. “Fuck. Always so wet. Did you squirt all over Hansol like the messy girl I know you are?” He easily slips two fingers into you right away and you let out a high pitched keen that has Chan grinning.

“Ugh you guys are going to get my bed all gross,” Hansol’s voice breaks you out of your daze and you blink towards the doorway where he’s standing. He’s put his boxers back on and his hair is back in place.

“You two already got it gross, what’s a bit more cum gonna do?” Chan retorts back. “Just enjoy this sweet pussy while you have it.”

“H-hansollie~” You whine for the older boy as Chan continues to finger fuck you.

Hansol walks towards the bed and pets your head as you lean over to bury your head into his chest. He leans down to bring your lips into a kiss. His kisses are worlds away from Chan’s. He kisses slowly and sweetly, like he’s trying to cherish every moment. Chan kisses harsh and fast with the goal of getting you worked up. They even taste different. Hansol tastes like weed and mint and chocolate. Sweet and calming. Chan tastes like citrus. Acidic and tangy.

“You didn’t let her clean up and rest,” Hansol chides Chan when he finally pulls his mouth away from yours, frowning as he talks to his roommate.

“Doesn’t seem like she minds.” Chan’s already added a third finger into you and now his digits are curling up into you, brushing against your g-spot as he does. Your legs are shaking and you’re whining as you clutch onto Hansol, afraid to let go of his stable presence.

Hansol doesn’t respond back, but continues to frown. His fingers gently caress your body and he massages at your trembling thighs. You melt into his touch and mouth at his thick chest to try and quiet your ongoing moans. “So pretty for us, such a good girl.” Hansol’s praise has you falling apart on Chan’s fingers and Hansol coos as you fall apart in his arms.

Chan seems to have other thoughts on the situation. He pulls his fingers out of you harshly before wiping them against Hansol’s bed sheets (which results in complaints from the older boy) “Such a mess, what a little slut cumming so soon. How many orgasms does that make now?”

“T-three,” you whimper out and Chan tuts at this.

“And you still want more don’t you?” You weakly nod. “That’s what I thought. So dirty of you Y/N. Greedy little pussy you have there. How about you get me off first huh?”

“Y-yes sir,” you answer as you pull yourself from Hansol. Your fingers travel up Chan’s shirt and rest on his chest as you try your best to nip and suck at his neck, still a bit out of it from your orgasm. You feel a warm body press up against yours as Hansol starts to knead your breasts in his large hands, his lips on your own neck, whispering sweet words into your skin.

The direct contrast of the two men has your mind reeling. Hansol is so caring and sweet and tries his best to take care of you, while Chan is harsh and bold. You don’t mind the way you and Chan fuck, you like when he’s rough and dominant with you sometimes, but it’s nice to have someone like Hansol dote on you a bit as well.

You pull Chan’s shirt off before you move to remove his pants as well. He helps you take them off until he’s left in his boxers. You paw at his hard cock through the fabric as he pulls you into another searing kiss. His teeth bite at your lips and you know that they’re going to be red and swollen later.

“Fuck, suck me off,” Chan orders and you whine again but obey.

“Baby wait.” Hansol’s hands are grabbing at you and you look back at him. “Change positions okay? I wanna eat you out.” You moan slightly but nod. “You can uh, sit on my face? Yeah…yeah, and then you can take care of Chan.”

Hansol moves to lay down on his bed and when he’s situated he grabs at you again and you allow him to position you on top of his face. You jump a bit when you feel his nose nudge into your cunt but then his tongue starts to prod at your entrance and you relax into him.

“This is cute and all but I would like to cum some time today,” Chan says and you finally remember what you were about to do. You reach for the boy and he comes close enough for you to bend down and take his red tip into your mouth. You suckle at the head and Chan buries his hands in your hair. You tease his length a bit more but before you can do too much Chan is already shoving you down onto him. You feel his tip reach all the way to the back of your throat and you choke a bit. “That’s it baby, take me all the way. Such a good cocksleeve of a mouth.”

A part of you is glad that Chan is fucking himself into your throat because you’re not too sure you would be able to focus on him fully with the way Hansol is eating you out. His lips and tongue sloppily make out with your cunt and you can just barely hear his little whines over the sound of your own choking. Your tongue lays flat against the underside of Chan’s cock and he drags himself over it as he fucks into you harder and harder. You gag and whimper against his length and you feel your eyes start to water.

Then all of a sudden Chan’s hands are shoving you down even deeper and your hands are scrambling to grab Chan because you can’t breath and Chan is cumming down your throat and you try your best to swallow it down but a bit still spills out of your mouth along with some of your saliva when Chan pulls out of you. When your mouth is finally free you start to cough and even pull away from Hansol’s face just so you can steady yourself again.

“Shit, are you okay?” Hansol’s palm is rubbing circles on your back as you gasp a bit trying to catch your breath. You blink tears away from your eyes and when you glance at him Chan looks a bit worried and remorseful. You nod and wipe the spit off your mouth before sitting up.

“‘M okay, just…need a moment,” you tell them and they both nod understandingly. Hansol even leaves for a second to bring you a cup of water.

While he’s gone Chan speaks up, “Are you uh…gonna be okay? I’m sorry I didn’t uh-”

“It’s okay. I’m fine,” you cut him off. Chan has never been great with his feelings of course, probably because he’s used to bottling them up so he doesn’t show emotion around the twelve men who feel the need to baby him. You’ve always hated hearing him stutter over his words trying to get his feelings out only to eventually come up short.

“I still shouldn’t have been so rough. I just uh, I don’t know, got…jealous? Seeing you and him together.” His voice is soft, scared to admit what he’s feeling. “I know we aren’t…ya know, but still. I miss you sometimes. I miss this.”

“This being sex?”

“No…yes? I don’t know. I miss being intimate with you I guess. Dating doesn’t work for us but the sex was always great, you know, and it’s just hard to see you with Hansol when you were solely mine for the longest time.”

“Chan…we’re not-”

“I know, and I’m not asking anything from you. I guess I’m just-" Chan cuts himself off before redirecting his speech. "I'm just sorry for being so rough.” Chan's aware of how pathetic he sounds but he can't bring himself to say what he really wants to.

You two sit quietly after that. You think it’s strange, the conversation really didn’t do anything to fix you guys, but it does give you insight into Chan’s mind. The apology is nice too, it’s something he didn’t do much when you guys were dating. It makes sense though. The bedroom was always the place where Chan was the most attentive.

Hansol comes back with not only a glass of water for you but also a few towels. You take the glass from him and he drops a kiss on your forehead. The gesture makes your heart swell a bit. The room is quiet as Hansol helps clean you up and as you drink your water. After a few more minutes of quiet Hansol speaks up.

“Do you uh, want to do more? Or should we just call it a night?”

“We can continue. I’m okay now, promise.” You card your hands through his hair. He smiles at you softly before moving in to kiss you. You gladly accept and relish in the way he touches you so softly and carefully. His hands are placed gently on your waist as he pulls you into him, acting like you're not butt naked in front of him.

“What do you want us to do baby?” His lips are on the sweet spot behind your ear and you whine a bit, causing Hansol to chuckle, the vibrations of rippling through your body.

“Need you guys to fuck me,” you answer, your hips wriggling around. “Both of you.”

Chan finally speaks up for the first time after your talk. “I wanna take her pussy. Do you want her mouth or her ass?”

Hansol flushes a bit red at the question, like fucking your ass hasn’t crossed his mind. “I, uhm, uh…”

“It’s okay Sollie,” you coo at him, your fingers tugging at his boxers. His dick is straining against the fabric and you want him inside of you again. “I want you to take me from behind. Can you do that for me?”

“Y-yes.” Hansol feels incredibly embarrassed, stuttering over his words like an inexperienced high schooler who’s getting his first handjob. All his confidence from earlier has ebbed away along with the weed in his system, maybe the two are correlated.

“Good boy,” you smirk and Hansol is rendered speechless.

“Hey, behave.” Chan smacks his hand against your ass and squeezes hard. You moan out and turn your attention back to your ex-boyfriend. “You’re being naughty.”

“S-sorry sir.”

“Yeah sure you are.” That’s all he says before he’s pulling you into him. He grabs at the back of one of your thighs so he can wrap it around his waist. You can feel the way he slides his hardened cock between your slick folds. The base of his cock keeps brushing up against your clit and you whine into his mouth.

“Sir please. I need you sir,” you babble. Chan laughs harshly but still grabs his length and lines his tip up to your entrance. With one hard thrust he sheathes himself into you, bottoming out right away. A scream rips from your lips and you grip hard onto Chan.

He doesn’t give you much time to adjust as he goes right to pounding into you. Your mouth waters as he bites at your shoulder. As hard as it is to admit, you do miss having him this way. The way he manhandles you has your pussy already squeezing around him.

“Hey stop that. Your slutty little pussy isn’t allowed to cum yet. Still have to let Hansollie have his way with your tight little hole. Use your ass like the cocksleeve it is.”

Chan leans back onto the bed so he can pull you onto his chest. With your ass in the air Hansol is finally pulled out of his stupor and quickly searches around in his nightstand to find his lube. He pours a bit onto his fingers (and some on the bed as well) before he brings one finger up to your hole. His fingertip traces the rim and you want to tell him to just get on with it but just as you open your mouth his finger pushes in and your words die out in place of a moan.

Hansol revels in the feeling of your tight walls squeezing at his finger. He starts to slowly pull his finger out of you only to push it right back in. He can’t pull his eyes away from the way the ring of muscles tighten up at the intrusion.

“S-sollie~ more!” The way you beg for him has Hansol quickly adding another finger into you. He feels the way you stretch out around his thick digits and can’t decide if he enjoys fingering your pussy or your asshole better.

“You better stick your dick in her soon or I’m going to stop waiting for you.” Chan’s voice irritates Hansol which only drives him to want to fuck you even better than your ex.

“Shut up Chan,” Hansol grits but still pulls his fingers from you to lube himself up and line his cock up to your hole. A part of him knows that you should be prepped more but he’s starting to get impatient and Chan isn’t helping.

Hansol spent too long hearing his roommate fuck you over and over again, time after time. He would hear the way Chan would brutally fuck you, hear all the nasty things he would say and do. You obviously didn’t mind considering how loud you would moan but it still killed him inside to know that you were with someone like Chan when you deserved so much better. Hansol loves his dongsaeng with his whole heart, but he's not blind to the fact that Chan's relationship with you was unhealthy.

On top of hearing you guys fuck he also got to hear you guys go at each other in another way. It became to the point where he heard more fighting than fucking and it would make his blood boil everytime you guys would break up only for you to be in his bed again soon after. Now he finally has you and he’s not going to let Chan ruin it for him.

He grabs your hips and pushes his tip into your tight hole. You muffle your moans with Chan’s mouth but Hansol can’t focus on that, instead he focuses on fitting his fat dick in your small asshole. You’re so tight and you can’t even take all of Hansol which has his mind reeling as he tries not to cum too soon.

Then, all of a sudden, after a couple attempts to rut into your ass, your hole is sucking him in entirely. You and Hansol let out twin groans and he thrusts up into you experimentally and you nearly collapse onto Chan.

“Fucking finally,” Chan grumbles. “Now keep up Hansol.”

With that Chan wastes no time to start pistoning up into you again. His cock punches at your cervix and you cry out and grip onto his shoulders tightly. He smirks at the way Hansol looks a bit stunned and fumbles to catch up to his pace.

The two pound into you brutally, trying to compete with one another. You don’t realize what they’re doing though because they’re both stuffing you so full you can barely think. Chan’s hand comes up to your neck and he squeezes and you feel yourself go light headed.

The tension inside of you builds up fast now that you have two people working at your body. They repeatedly slam into you while their hands touch you all over. Chan’s hand on your neck and Hansol’s fingers on your clit have you going insane.

“Oh fuck, please, right there~” you whine as the sounds of wet squelching and skin slapping fills the room.

“Shit baby, how do you feel better than the last time I fucked you?” Chan whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spin. “Yeah, clench down on me just like that. Your whore pussy gonna cum all over my cock? You’re such a nasty slut liking two dicks shoved inside of you like this. So greedy.” Chan’s hand moves up your neck to grip your jaw, his fingers digging into your cheeks. “Open sweetheart.”

You do, sticking your tongue out in anticipation for what’s about to happen. Just as expected, Chan spits right into your mouth and you swallow it down, thanking him after you do.

“What the fuck,” you hear Hansol mutter behind you.

“See that Han?” Chan smirks at his roommate. “She likes being treated like this. She knows she’s being treated exactly the way she deserves.”

Hansol wishes you would kiss Chan again just so he would be quiet. Instead he just rubs your clit faster and thrusts up into you harder.

“Oh shit I’m gonna cum.” Your words fall out of your mouth fast and you grab onto one of Chan’s arms and reach back to grab at Hansol’s shoulder.

“Oh yeah? That dirty little pussy gonna soak my cock? Let’s see you squirt baby.”

You scream out as you let yourself orgasm. You can feel the way your pussy gushes all over and runs down all three of your legs. The boys keeps fucking into you as your vision whites out a bit. Your limbs feel numb and your body is shaking as you start to come down from your high.

It takes Chan two more thrusts until he’s pulling your hips down on him and painting your insides white. It isn’t until Chan is done filling your pussy up that Hansol lets himself cum. His hips stutter inside your ass as he releases his warm semen into you. He thrusts a couple more times, fucking his cum even deeper into you, before he pulls out.

You feel so full with both of their cum inside of you, especially as Chan starts to finger the cum that’s dripped out of you back inside your pussy. You squirm around as he does but he doesn’t let up. He mouths at your tit as his fingers scissor open inside of you

“Channie~ oh please.” His fingers find your g-spot and he prods at it a couple more times before you’re clenching down and orgasming again.

“That’s my little whore, I knew you had it in you. So dirty, cumming back to back like that.” Chan smirks as he pulls his fingers out of you and licks them clean.

“You were so good for us, thank you.” Hansol’s mouth is on yours again and you kiss him hard. His tongue parts your lips and slips inside of your mouth. You whine a bit as his hand caresses your side, your body still sensitive to any kind of stimulation. You hold Hansol tight against you but he still manages to pull away from you.

Your body collapses onto the bed, your muscles completely relaxed as your chest heaves up and down. You can still feel their cum leaking out of you but you can’t do anything but lay there. You feel the bed move as both boys get up. You can hear someone shuffling around to get dressed while the other one walks out of the room all together. Soon the other body is leaving but it’s not long before the first one comes back.

“Baby, please open your eyes. I need you to drink this.” It’s Hansol’s voice and guiltily you feel relieved that it’s him and not Chan.

Your eyes flutter open slightly and Hansol is standing next to the bed with a glass of water and a bottle of painkillers. You slightly sit up enough to take them both. Hansol cleans you up between your legs as you drink the water. After you finish he lets you lay back on the bed, occasionally nudging you around as he changes the sheets.

When the new sheets are on the bed you're starting to feel normal again as you stand up to look around for your panties.

“Do you want to take a shower? Or do you want to leave? Or-”

“Actually, can I just uh, stay? Sorry, is that weird? I can go if you want.” You pull your panties on and start to search for the rest of your clothes.

“No! I mean, it’s not weird. I’d actually like it a lot if you stayed.”

“Okay.” You smile softly at the older boy and he grins back. He pulls you back onto the bed before you can dress anymore and you giggle as he starts to press kisses onto your bare shoulder. Soon you two settle into the bed, you wrapped up in his big warm arms, and it doesn’t take long for sleep to overtake you both.

Two Weeks Later

“Hey Chan?” The younger boy looks up to see his roommate standing in his doorway.

“Yeah?”

“So uh, Y/N and I have been talking, hanging out more, you know? I was wondering…would it be…weird if I asked her out?”

Chan blinks at his roommate. That is not what he was expecting him to say. He loves Hansol, they’re roommates, best friends, but he has no clue what to say to him right now. He knows that nothing will happen between you and him again, but he still feels like you’re his.

“Hyung…you know her and I are like…” Chan trails off.

“I know! I know, but like…I don’t know how to say it. She’s just…damn.” The look on Hansol’s face is completely smitten. “And! We talked about it, we both know it’s a strange circumstance, and Y/N and I both agree that if we date…we wouldn’t mind if you sometimes joined us in bed. BUT I get to call the shots.”

This proposition has Chan’s eyebrows shooting up to his forehead. Oh. His shocked face then turns into a smirk. Well, how can he say no to that?

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