#al kang

[wintcrmoon]

@mikrokosmcs

Había ocasiones en que la tensión podía cortarse con un cuchillo en ese comedor, un claro ejemplo era ese momento donde su pareja había llamado a todos sus hijos para una "reunión". Esperó a que todos estuviesen sentados frente a Sakwon para posicionarse detrás de sus hijos, liberando una suave carga de feromonas para aligerar el ambiente y que la tensión en los hombros de los tres menores menguara lentamente "—entonces... ¿la reunión matutina con el abuelo no salió tan bien?—" Consultó en un intento de darle pie al discurso que seguro vendría ¿Cómo suponía que por ahí se dirigían los tiros? Sencillamente porque Sakwon había llegado con el rostro contraído en una mueca apenas había regresado de la casa del anciano.

#mikrokosmcs #· ☾ muse: kang hanbin #· ☾ sakwon & hanbin #después le busco un tag al thread <3

[a-very-fond-farewell]

Shipper Tag Game

the ever so wonderful @wangmiao tagged me in a game! yay :D I spend my days studying as of lately an I needed a little distraction eheh

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1. what ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don’t care anymore?

aah man, it’s probably ed & winry from FMA if I’m being honest. now I know why, bc my baby gay younger self saw the potential for ftm!Ed and mtf!Winry since day 1 but I didn’t have the words to understand it as such back then. it’s not that I don’t care anymore but that fandom served its purpose and I am thankful for it. learned about my own stance on gender euphoria thanks to it actually even if the story has nothing to do with it in retrospect.

2. which ship would you consider your first one?

ik that, as a wee child, I was obsessed with Haruka from Sailor Moon flirting with Usagi, but I wouldn’t consider that as a proper “ship”. I learned shipping was a thing at, like, 19. but if I look back at my childhood... probably either Syaoran & Sakura (bi nation where u at??) or Touya/Yukito from Card Captor. I clocked the Tomoyo/Sakura waaaay later tho, which is a pity.

3. your first fanfic belonged to which couple?

first fanfic I read was a D. Gray Man one, so it was probably a Kanda/Allen situation yeah. I think I was 20. oh god.

4. do you remember the first couple you saw a fanart over?

hard to say. I think I had just discovered tumblr, so it means I was either 22 or 23... so I was either in the Pandora Hearts fandom or in the Tokyo Ghoul fandom. and I only followed people from those two so... I think it was an Arima/Haise one? hard to say fr.

5. did you ever get into ship discourse?

I tend to stay away from that. I just mute or block people and go back to play with my fictional people. me is petty at times, yes.

6. did you use to have any no-otp or have it currently?

I do have ships I don’t particularly like, but I find it silly to talk about them. I let people enjoy themselves.

7. who were the couples in the last fanfic you read?

Gaon/Yohan from The Devil Judge bc there’s only one fic in the whole fandom I follow and I generally don’t read fanfics that much. (I may or may not have read a fanfic from Evilive in the past month or so, but if I did I was feverish and recall very little of it).

8. currently do you have any OTPs?

man where do I start?

Shang Xirui/Cheng Fengtai from Winter Begonia

Zhou Zishu/Wen Kexing from Word of Honor

Gu Yun/Changgeng from Sha Po Lang

Seo Doyoung/Han Dongsoo from Evilive (current one)

Kim Gaon/Kang Yohan from The Devil Judge

Lee Dongsik/Han Joowon from Beyond Evil

Koo Ryeon/Park Joonggil from Tomorrow

(one sapphic ship I shall not name - for the discourse is rampant about them- but it involves ladies and dragons)

Eve Polastri/Villanelle from Killing Eve (I am waiting for the italian dub to drop season 3 and 4 in dvd, I am too attached to it to budge)

(if that news about Kim Goeun and Jeon Doyeon starring in the same thriller drama is true I will make it my entire personality so be prepared for it)

9. is there any couple that, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

is there?.... man I have no clue. they are all true in my heart. I can be anal about it and say that I call bullshit on the main girl in True Beauty kdrama not ending up with the second-male lead if I really have to be mad about something but... meh? that’s probably it? the characters were too young for me to empathize with them but I guess that’s still something I think about from time to time?? I feel so silly saying this ahah

10. is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

honestly, ever since kun opened my eyes about soggy older men being bullied by grumpy older men I have changed as a person. I never disliked it per se but now everything has changed. I see the vision now. I see it. thank u kun :)

11. do you have any ship that, in the past, was considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

listen. I ship changgu. it’s Gu Yun’s fault to be such a cougar, what was a growing kid like Changgeng supposed to do? not fantasize about his godfather? who, I might add, is only, like, 8 or 9 years older than him and didn’t even want to take that role to begin with and they got together when both were above their mid-twenties anyway? try again tag game. these new fandom babies are eating my face like smooth lions as we speak. (I am joking...)

12. what was your favorite crack ship?

before I left the m/dzs fandom... I guess Wen Q/ing & Lan W/angji as a “beard for beard” situation. they are gay and they are not vibing on prom night, having to dance with each other instead of looking for people they actually like. maybe it’s best that I left the fandom ahah

13. who is the couple you read most fanfics of?

I don’t really... read... fanfics... anymore. usually I’m either in a big ship or a niche show/book with no in between. in the second case... it’s bad bc I feel the urge to WRITE for the fandom and ship in question, which means that I don’t want to read fics about it unless I have finished my own fic for it (bc I don’t want to accidentally steal other people’s ideas. my subconscious is an octopus I swear, it latches onto anything that moves in my brain. I cannot do that to someone else’s creation!); in the first case it works only if I’m not active in the fandom:

take Word of Honor: I write for it and for the main ship too, so I don’t read fics about it

take Evilive or Winter Begonia: we have so few fics in there I MUST WRITE for the main ship, so I don’t read fics about it (sometimes I do cave in tho, yes I am human)

take The Devil Judge or Tomorrow: I’m not active on either of those, so I can enjoy reading fics (only two, one for each fandom)

my life is a struggle ik. the most fics I have read for a ship is probably that sapphic ship I shall not name (evil women come at me!!) and bagginshield from The Hobbit (we are talking 10 years ago tho)

14. what most of your ships usually have in common?

across all genders and all gender combos, I have generally 3 vibes going on:

twice divorced, never married

long suffering banter, but fond

not related, not chosen family, but a secret third thing

(additional flavor: either the younger one is the bossy one or they are the same age and they are making it everyone’s problem at that)

15. what you absolutely hate in a ship?

I would say conformity. if I don’t catch any queer vibes from the main source then what’s the point? even in a het ship I must latch onto some gender magic of some kind. some pegging for everyone would be nice too. or no sex at all, for a change, why not?

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thank u once more kun for tagging me! imma tag anyone insterested in doing this and @amethystina and @danhoemei is they feel like doing it or if they just want to have a look at my replies, no pressure!!

#tag game #wangmiao #sneaky niki #niki answers #@amethystina if u are reading this. I must tell u: the autofill corrected Kang Yohan into KANT Yohan #and as a philosophy major I cannot stress enough how much my blood boiled at the idea #first. ​the Abyss line was from Nietzsche not Kant #second. Faust was entirely Goethe (Et Al.)’s fault not Kant’s #third. somehow even Hegel is at fault for that #once again not Kant #whose crimes are many but at least he is not the cause of that piece of work of a man known as KanG Yohan 🤣 #hope all of my mutuals have a very good day

[loneberry]

Seeing Double 

The shock of familiarity, of recognition even as what is in front of you is not what you have seen before, a paramnesiac fugue, for the past and its phantoms are playing a trick on you. Thus, the Greek teacher traveling alone in Switzerland in Han Kang’s novel Greek Lessons gets off a boat in a small city called Brunnen, drawn by a memory of the Suyuri neighborhood (now Suyu-dong) of Seoul, the neighborhood flanked by two mountain peaks: Baekundae to the left and Insubong to the right. Brunnen had conjured a childhood landscape in the mind of the weary wanderer. When he disembarked at the quay, a pale blond-haired man sitting at a café catches his eye. “He didn’t resemble you in the slightest, and yet he made me think of you.”

Leaving, he must lose his object all over again—it doesn’t matter that the German and the Swiss man have been transposed, so powerful is the mind’s capacity to pin all the unrealized hopes associated with lost objects onto ill-founded doppelgängers, all the like-you-but-not-really-s who step into our field of vision, oblivious to the idiosyncratic characteristics they possess that bind them to others—to strangers—circulating in the world. It could be a birthmark, a verbal tic, their eyes, their gait, their style of thinking or sartorial preferences—something as deep as “they both had mothers who died when they were thirteen” or as superficial as “they both wore red pants.” Whatever the detail that binds the object and its double, the nervous system responds as though they were one and the same, returning the perceiver of the echo to the same physiological state induced by the originary object.

I pause writing in my journal to read Deleuze’s Bergsonism, get lost for an hour trying to understand Bergson’s theory of memory and duration, of the coexistence of the past and present, rather than the linear view of time. Deleuze: “The past and the present do not denote two successive moments, but two elements which coexist: One is the present, which does not cease to pass, and the other is the past, which does not cease to be but through which all presents pass.”

There are people who live this split-screen existence more intensely than others, who experience the-past-in-the-present perhaps even more vividly than the scene that is in front of them. Is that the quality possessed by the characters in Han Kang’s novels and Theo Angelopoulos’s films that hypnotizes me, the elegiac atmosphere, the way the haunted melancholics walk around, out of sync with the world? In Angelopoulos’s Eternity and a Day, Alexandros, a middle-aged, terminally ill poet with a beard, is driving his car at night. He stops at a stoplight. When the light turns green, he does not move. Oh no—is he dead? I thought while watching the scene. He sits there, stock-still, like a protruding stone in a river, while the cars flow around his unmoving vehicle—a metaphor for the way our tempo sometimes comes unstitched from the tempo of the world. For the entire night he sits frozen, stares out the windshield until sunrise, then drives away.

His daughter informs him—she has sold his old house. He returns to the old seaside house in Thessaloniki. As he paces the derelict building, he hears the voice of his late wife Anna reading a passionate letter she had written to him while sitting by the sea. The letter concludes with the words: “Give me this day.” As the last line rings out, the shutters swing open, revealing a stunning vista of the sea of memory, a vision of the past: to the right, Alexandros’s mother sits on the balcony rocking his newborn baby, while below, his dead wife Anna and their friends sing on the shore. In the distance, all are facing away from him, toward the sea, until she and she alone turns to face him, her beautiful white dress blowing in the sea breeze. Then he’s down there, inside the memory as she implores him to join them in dance. The other people fade, until she too disappears.

On the shore he delivers a soliloquy on the split-screen life: “With words, I brought you back. You are there. And all is true and waiting…for the truth. For the truth.”

*

I remember, last fall, walking around the Kreuzberg neighborhood of Berlin with Al Burian, killing time before heading over to Sylvia Schedelbauer’s dinner party. Under the crepuscular sky, we were indecisive about where to go and eventually wandered into a graveyard, where we walked among the dead until it was fully dark. Al said that he knew it was time to leave Chicago when every inch of the city had a memory attached to it—he could no longer simply walk around without feeling held captive to the past, to the mental stream of associations summoned by particular places. Berlin was becoming that to him now: every location came with customized emotional baggage. As he was saying this to me, I knew he was thinking about a memory he had associated with the graveyard we were in—I dared not ask what the memory was.

We walked all the way to the other side of the graveyard. Did he go off to find a place to piss in the dark? We were talking about dreams. I was telling him about the monomanias implanted by my dreams, how they possess my soul, how I cannot stop until the oneiric prophecy has been realized. “Which is a liability because, as technicians of the sacred know, not all dreams are true. Penelope knew this. In Homer’s Odyssey, she spoke of the difference between dreams that pass through the gate of horn (true ones) and dreams that pass through the gate of ivory (false ones)—the Greek for horn being similar to the word fulfill, while ivory was similar to deceive. But what method did Penelope use to sort the true dreams from the false ones?? If only I knew! Perhaps your father could help me.” (His father being an emeritus professor of Classics and scholar of ancient Greek literature.)

He told me about how he had found the collected works of Freud discarded on a street, how he regretted not taking the volumes. I told him about a dream I had as a teenager: “You appeared in a retro living room with Björk, standing in front of a switched off TV, in a Lynchian set that exuded a surrealist Americana vibe. I thought to myself—my two favorite people! How happy I was in the dream.” (That was two decades ago. Then I was just a fan of his writing. His worked had ignited, in me, a desire to write—to become a writer.)

When we walked back to the entrance of the cemetery, the gate was locked. We panicked for a moment, until we found a tree stump that we climbed onto to hoist ourselves over the fence. While walking up the staircase to Sylvia’s top-floor apartment, I said, “And what would have happened if we got trapped in the graveyard all night?”

“We’d probably talk about our childhoods until sunrise,” he joked.  

I was wearing my t-shirt emblazoned with the opening page of Virginia Woolf’s The Waves, which I bought when I was teaching the novel in my “Water and the Imagination” class. (“Why not rep the most epic opening in all of literature?” I joked to my students, pointing to my shirt.) Later, as I was reading the ending of Woolf’s Orlando, I came across a passage that made me want to email Al to ask what memory he was thinking about as we perambulated through the cemetery in the diminishing light. I remember the dread in his voice as he spoke softly about the days getting shorter, the darkness that was the coming of winter—would it be the first winter without his mother?

I grab my copy of Orlando to look for the quote that made me think of that night.

Orlando bemoans:

“‘Time has passed over me,’ she thought, trying to collect herself; ‘this is the oncome of middle age. How strange it is! Nothing is any longer one thing. I take up a handbag and I think of an old bumboat woman frozen in the ice. Someone lights a pink candle and I see a girl in Russian trousers. When I step out of doors—as I do now,’ here she stepped on to the pavement of Oxford Street, ‘what is it that I taste? Little herbs. I hear goat bells. I see mountains. Turkey? India? Persia?’ Her eyes filled with tears.”

How much heavier the weight of memory must have been for Orlando, who had accumulated three centuries of experience! Woolf reminds us: “For if there are (at a venture) seventy-six different times all ticking in the mind at once, how many different people are there not—Heaven help us—all having lodgment at one time or another in the human spirit?”

In the margin of the book, near the passages I had marked, I had jotted down a note about the exchange in the graveyard:

Every place had a memory associated with it, so that as he moved through the city, he experienced time non-linearly. That’s when he knew it was time to go. “You don’t like that feeling?” I asked, thinking about how beautiful my memories appear to me at sunset.

(And isn’t reading so much like walking through the memory-conjuring cemetery? That’s why my marginalia so often consists of memories triggered by the text I’m reading, the way Woolf’s description of all the times ticking inside us made me think of Al.)

#film #literature #theo angelopoulos #dreams #Al burian #hang kang #Homer #memory #time #deleuze #bergsonism #henri bergson #virginia woolf #Woolf #orlando

[cryptocollectibles]

Infinity War #1 (June 1992) by Marvel Comics

Written by Jim Starlin, drawn by Ron Lim and Al Milgrom. 

#Infinity War #Marvel Comics #1992 #Etsy #Vintage Comics #Comic Books #Comics #Jim Starlin #Ron Lim #Al Milgrom #Thanos #Infinity Gauntlet #Adam Warlock #Magus #Reed Richards #Dr Strange #Dr Doom #Kang the Conqueror

[yououghtaknow]

growing up is about realising every ship in skam brighton is, in a way, a failmarriage and that’s Okay

#having a Hashtag Moment. #the thing is. they're all desperately clinging to one another so they feel less alone and less evil and less unlovable #but all of them are so HAUNTED and SAD and don't have the proper words to EXPRESS it so they pretend to fall in love #and some of that love is real yes. this is not saying that there is no love there #i believe a lot of my silly little guys are in love with each other. but i also don't think any of them know how to love properly #they're Trying. they've seen the movies and they're Trying to be in love. but they don't know HOW so they just copy what they know #and it always falls apart it will inevitably fall apart but we don't See It because they don't See It #my headcanon? none of the ''end game'' skambr ships are together anymore and hardly any of them talk to each other #sure they text and occasionally call. but the only ones who Actually see each other would be bree and al #and james/theo/nick and even That's rare #i reckon sandy and jake would get lunch first summer after uni and then never again #rori and liz Try to stay in contact but it just gets Too Much #they all just sadly follow each other on instagram and send depressing happy birthday messages #ANYWAYS CAN YOU TELL I'M HAVING A NORMAL ONE #what watching a series of the Best rvd amvs does to a person #also this post comes from the rereading s1 gang SANDY AND ESTHER ARE SO FUCKING SAD TOGETHER. THEY ARE KANGS TO ME.

[kdram-chjh]

Kdrama: Bad Guys / Los Hombres Malos (2014)

Gifs of Intro of kdrama “Bad Guys / Los Hombres Malos”

[Esp.Lat | FULL] Bad Guys | CAP.1 | #KimSangjoong #DonLee #ParkHaejin #LosHombresMalos

Puede ver este video en Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCY1hUsIZaE

#Bad Guys #나쁜녀석들 #Nappeun Nyeoseokdeul #OCN #2014 #Los Hombres Malos #Drama doblado al español #youtube #Cereal #Español Latino #drama de acción #Kim Sang Jung #Kim Sang Joong #Park Hae Jin #Ma Dong Suk #Ma Dong Seok #Don Lee #Jo Dong Hyuk #Kang Ye Won #capítulo 1

[smileflowcr]

🥺 besitos en las mejillitas para mi bbcito doyoon 🥺

“Muchas gracias, besitos para ti también.” no está acostumbrado al afecto y ahora se quiere morir de vergüenza (?)

#esperemos que birna deje que le des besitos al bf(?) #grccve #( dialogue: kang doyoon )

[tsvbavsa]

ღ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑎𝑐𝑖ó𝑛. . . Sus cejas se alzan, intentando mostrarse sorprendido por respuesta, en realidad le causaba gracia la desfachatez que mostraba; le gustaba cuando se mostraban engreidos, la caída era más grande. Inclina su rostro hacia un costado mientras sigue escuchándola ❝ ¿Me marche y ya? ❞ cuestiona, frunciendo el ceño en una aparente confusión, una casi inocente ❝ Al parecer no has comprendido en nada el viaje ❞ agacha la mirada, llevando sus manos a la espalda mientras camina alrededor de la cama, mostrando aire pensativo, como si realmente estuviera buscando la mejor manera de pronunciar las intenciones finales ❝ ¿Tú crees que yo soy un fantasma? ❞ pregunta, su ceja alzándose mientras la mira de reojo ❝ Piensa un poco. . . Viste tu pasado, te paseaste en espíritu por el presente ¿No te suena a algo? ❞ hace una pausa, una de un par de minutos, permitiéndole reflexionar. Apoya su hombro sobre la pared y alza un poco sus cejas, sonriéndole como si dicho gesto pudiera ser suficiente para aclarar la respuesta a aquella pregunta ❝ ¿Qué les espera a todos en el futuro? ❞ la mira, creyendo que dicha cuestión es suficiente para aclarar quién era ❝ Vayamos al grano ❞ y una vez termina aquella oración, en un solo parpadeo entre luz y bruma, y el estruendo de un relámpago que es acompañado por lluvia y viento; la escena es totalmente diferente y lo que en un segundo fue una cama se ha transformado en la sucia y maltratada loza de una tumba cubierta casi en su totalidad por maleza, abandonada en un rincón en el cementerio ❝ ¿En dónde estamos? ❞ cuestiona, su brazo alargándose, invitándola a que leyera la inscripción en aquella loza. / @crisalizmo

#ˑ ⠀ ⠀ 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔬𝔰 𝔞𝔩 𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬 + conversación = jaerim kang 𓄹𓈒 #ˑ ⠀ ⠀ 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔬𝔰 𝔞𝔩 𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬 + jaerim & seulgi = cap: 1 𓄹𓈒 #teresa también le roba el novio a la amiga #a la hermana del sebastian rulli ahr #JAJAJAJAJA #mira aquí mi wey le enseña su tumba de que se murió rip #y luego la va a llevar de viaje a con la amiga a la que le rebó el novio #y luego con el novio #y luego el ex al que dejó por el rico ahr #JAJAJAJAJAJAJ

[boomgers]

Todos pueden entrar, pero nadie podrá salir… “La Puerta Al Infierno: Guimoon”

Una noche, en un centro comunitario aislado, el conserje asesina a todos los huéspedes y se suicida. Desde entonces comienzan a producirse sucesos paranormales dentro del edificio. Finalmente, el centro comunitario se cierra y queda abandonado durante años.

Seo Do jin, un renombrado investigador paranormal, que había perdido a su madre en un misterioso incidente mientras realizaba un exorcismo en el centro comunitario, decide descubrir el secreto enterrado. Mientras tanto, tres estudiantes universitarios escuchan el mismo rumor sobre los sucesos inexplicables que siguen ocurriendo en el edificio abandonado y deciden hacer un video sin saber el final que les espera.

Estreno: 19 de octubre de 2023 en Cines.

La película está dirigida por Sim Deok geun y protagonizada por Kim Kang woo, Kim Sohye, Lee Jung Hyoung y Hong Jin gi.

#La Puerta Al Infierno: Guimoon #Kim Kang woo #Kim Sohye #Lee Jung Hyoung #Hong Jin gi #Películas #Cines

[pirateprincessblog]

ateez nsfw links 🫧

Park Seonghwa

Park Seonghwa loves to go live and entertain his fans. All those legos, food, talk and more have you sighing of boredom in his hotel room. You are sitting on Hongjoong’s bed, behind Seonghwa’s screen, in a not so innocent position. You make him stutter in front of the camera, and you laugh every time he has to stop talking for a moment. When you stretch your body and crack your back in a doggy position, he is in a hurry to end his live and join you on that bed.

“I could turn that live back on just like that, with the camera facing you.”

Kim Hongjoong

Kim Hongjoong doesn’t necessarily require much attention. He is very much satisfied with you squirming under him. You are tipsy in the passenger seat, teasing Hongjoong about the couple you saw fucking in the club toilet and how it turned you on. He listens to you rant about how fast he fingered her and how loud she was moaning over the music. At some point, you even say you wish you could cum so many times in a row. And so while you beg him to stop, but don’t shout the safe word yet, he is completely focused in the way his knuckles disappear inside of you, his knees holding your legs apart and tongue on your clit.

“How many more until I prove my point?”

Jeong Yunho

Jeong Yunho looked absolutely dashing at today’s stage, and you’re sick and tired of scrolling through all the husband Yunho tweets from fans. You are jealous that they got to see him in that shirt and that hair before you. You’ve gotten all dolled up, waiting for him to arrive, but in the meantime, you’ve seen quite a few edits from today that made you pissed off again. So when he comes back home and realises why you’re running from his affection, he has to take the matter in his own hands and show you that only you get to feel the shirt on him.

“Jealous of your husband’s fans, when you’re such a pretty wife?”

Kang Yeosang

Kang Yeosang wants to make your first time absolutely perfect. He takes his time making out with you, feeling your body up, gently rubbing your most sensitive spots, until you are dripping through your panties and staining his trousers. But when he sees that you are not quite ready, he takes a different approach, one that is pleasurable for both of you.

“You’re so good for me.”

Choi San

Choi San is a gamer, and sometimes it pisses you off that he spends so much time sitting at the computer. You confront him, not realising that he hasn’t disconnected from Discord yet. He bites the inside of his cheek, containing his amusement mixed with anger as you go off and his friends laugh through the headphones. Once you’re finished, he mutes himself, throwing the headphones aside and pushing you over the desk. At some point, he unmutes himself, just to show his friends that you’re good at yelling about other things too.

“Yell at me some more, I didn’t quite get it the first time.”

Song Mingi

Song Mingi enjoys all the freebies you get as an influencer. From free snacks, free movie tickets, to perfumes, and lingerie he gets to see on you and rip off you. However, todays package was different. They were temporary long lasting tattoos, and he remembers you telling him how attractive you think they are. He witnessed you complimenting Wooyoung and Hongjoong, but he wasn’t quite yet willing to get one himself. So when he got permission from you to open the package while you aren’t home, he prepared a little surprise that had you gasping when you arrived home. Needless to say, he was enjoying the attention you were giving him.

“All the way down, like a good girl.”

Jung Wooyoung

Jung Wooyoung is happy his partner has finally debuted. He is also aware of the mature concept the company has decided to give you. You didn’t show him any songs or outfits until the album and MV came out. But before that, you performed it in front of fans on the show he’s been on countless times. He wasn’t quite prepared for that mature. Stockings, a leather dress, platform boots, and dark smeared lipstick, along with the upbeat song and dance moves, almost gave him a heart attack while standing aside and watching live. And yet you wonder how you ended up with the fishnet gloves in your mouth back in his hotel room, his hands firm on your waist.

“Fuck noona, giving me a VIP show? Think I deserve it? That I’m your biggest most loyal fan?”

Choi Jongho

Choi Jongho gives his all when he performs. How funny that a video of just him sitting during Cyberpunk went viral. Now, whenever he sits, you get horny. Especially with that focused, half angry look on his face. You haven’t said anything yet, but when he comes home from practice and plops down on the couch, throwing his head over the backrest of it, you lose it. You get on his lap, unable to control yourself. He is confused, but doesn’t complain. Neither do you when he plunges his cock into you, looking into your eyes with the same stare as in the video.

“I’ll take good care of you.”

#ateez #ateez imagine #ateez smut #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez x y/n #ateez x you #seonghwa smut #hongjoong smut #yeosang smut #san smut #yunho smut #jongho smut #wooyoung smut #mingi smut #hongjoong x reader #seonghwa x reader #mingi x reader #yeosang x y/n #yeosang x reader #wooyoung x reader #choi san x reader #yunho x reader #choi jongho x reader #jongho x reader #ateez scenarios

[cleabellanov]

"But Lokius isn't even canon! Stop making everything gay!"

...

The Loki series isn't just about romantic relationships and shouldn't be seen as so. However, there is a lot of subtext. Maybe this ship is not canon, but it was intended to be seen as so by the fans.

If Lokius isn't canon, then why were the last two shots of the series showing Mobius and Loki?

If Lokius isn't canon, why would there be so much touching and scenes so physically close to one another? (believe me I know they're friends. that just offers a solid base for something more)

If Lokius isn't canon, why is there an OFFICIAL track named like that?

Why is said track played or incorporated in different scenes of the series? like

-the first McDonalds meeting with Sylvie,

-the back-in-time conversation with Kang

- the ASCENSION to the throne?

Why is the Sylvie and Loki kiss never mentioned, by the producers, in the series per se, or even in the season 1 recap?

Why is Mobius the only one looking at Loki when he leaves down to the temporal loom?

And the other way around, why did Loki only make eye contact with Mobius in that scene?

Why is Mobius the only one to notice there is something wrong when Loki is still trying to fix the Loom?

Why did Mobius/Don on the original timeline, mention he's single, trust a complete stranger, invite him for a drink, AND offer to sell him a quite personal jet-ski?

Why did Loki, the LITERAL GOD OF MISCHIEF stutter and fix his hair and coat for no one else but Mobius (who by the way is just a jetski salesman on that timeline)?

Why is the timeslipping Loki had to go through directed to Mobius twice, him being the the only one he doesn't need a TemPad to "recruit"?

Why would Loki bring up Thor and Jane if it wasn't to mirror him and Mobius? (because, as he already was talking to Sylvie, he certainly wasn't implying it's about her. They were arguing, AND Mobius was implied in the conversation. Loki defended him in front of Sylvie, in case you forgot.)

Why would Mobius's voice be the one to echo back to Loki on his throne? let time pass time pass time pass

Why the RAINBOW?

WHY DID LOKI LOOK AT MOBIUS RIGHT BEFORE THE FAMOUS LINE "IT'S ABOUT WHO"? (important mention: Sylvie was behind him when he said that. why didn't he just turn around when saying it? nope, they know what they're doing)

Why is the shot cut to Mobi after Loki's "it was more about what I wanted" line?

Why the shot where 7 characters could've been showed (Mobius, Loki, Sylvie, B-15, Casey, O.B., Victor Timely) there are only 2: Mobius and Loki?

Why is Mobius the only one to tell Loki he can be someone good, and the first one Loki actually believes despite his tendency to do the other way around in the past?

Why does Mobius finally find insight, and reinvent his whole life at the TVA because Loki helped him do so? (they're not even the first Loki variant he faced, but something clicked this time)

Why does the bloody sleeve, representing Loki being hurt by Sylvie just because he "wore his heart on his sleeve" disappear on episode 2? (because he finally understands who he needs to be next to)

Why did Mobius risk his life on the first episode?

Why did Loki go to past Mobius for the final advice, not to the present one, not to Sylvie?

Why did Loki ultimately sacrifice his life for the ones he loves?

And why is Mobius left alone, with the door locked, after Loki leaves in the Loom's radiation?

Why would there be so much endearing looks, and smiles at each other, if not for a conscious acting choice?

Why why why why why if it isn't canon?

Nothing is for nothing. Especially in television, where everything counts from the light to the angles and the way the lines are spoken.

We don't need to see two characters kiss to know they are made for one another. In fact, I think implied canon is so much better for now, because it leaves free interpretation for the fans, and nothing to strike on for the haters.

Of course, that doesn't change the fact that the ending is still tragic, although it holds its sweet from bittersweet. But remember: there aren't tragedies without love.

#yeah that's my rant about these two because we can't just ignore how implied canon they are #there is probably much more I didn't grasp #loki series #lokius #marvel #mobius #loki #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston loki #comics #art #cinema #mcu #writing #fun #a tragedy #with nothing greek in it #midnights #miss minutes #sylvie #sylvie laufeydottir #frigga #odin #variants #lady sif #theater #time theatre #queer community

[new-dinosaurs]

Yanbeilong ultimus Jia et al., 2024 (new genus and species)

(Back vertebrae of Yanbeilong ultimus, from Jia et al., 2024)

Meaning of name: Yanbeilong = dragon north of Yanmen Pass [in Chinese]; ultimus = last [in Latin]

Age: Early Cretaceous (Albian)

Where found: Zuoyun Formation, Shanxi, China

How much is known: Partial skeleton of one individual including several vertebrae and most of the hip.

Notes: Yanbeilong was a stegosaur. Cretaceous fossils of stegosaurs are rare, and they are generally thought to have died out in the Early Cretaceous (though some controversial remains may suggest otherwise). Yanbeilong is thus one of the youngest uncontested stegosaurs known.

Reference: Jia, L., N. Li, L. Dong, J. Shi, Z. Kang, S. Wang, S. Xu, and H. You. 2024. A new stegosaur from the late Early Cretaceous of Zuoyun, Shanxi Province, China. Historical Biology advance online publication. doi: 10.1080/08912963.2024.2308214

#Palaeoblr #Dinosaurs #Yanbeilong #Early Cretaceous #Asia #Stegosauria #2024 #Extinct

[nisakhairunnisa]

Tiga Nasihat Pernikahan

1. Tujuan Nikah -> Ibadah + Cari Berkah

Berkah = Bertambahnya Kebaikan

Dibalik awal do'a keberkahan untuk mempelai ada dua makna mendalam :

"Barakalahu laka", berkah saat bahagia. Saat Bahagia tetap ingat Allah.

"Wa baraka 'alaika", berkah saat prahara. Saat ada prahara tetap ingat Allah.

2. Jangan pernah tinggalkan sholat.

Allah tau Rasul akan mendapat masalah besar dalam dakwahnya, maka Allah menguatkan perjalanan beliau dengan syariat sholat.

Haji, puasa, dan zakat bisa ditinggalkan kalau hambatannya jelas. Sementara sholat gaboleh ditinggalin apapun keadaannya. Clear.

Agama aja bisa runtuh kalau kita gak sholat - apalagi keluarga ?

Kalau Allah lewat sholat aja ditinggalkan, apalagi apapun selainnya : keluarga, karier, dan seterusnya. Bisa dengan mudah diabaikan hak - hak nya.

Hal yang paling ngeri dari seorang suami apa ? para suami yang gak takut Allah, korban terdekatnya adalah istri dan anak-anaknya 😢

3. Jangan lupakan bakti kepada orang tua.

" Kami perintahkan manusia agar berbuat baik kepada kedua orang tua nya". ( Q.S Al Ahqaf : 15 )

Masih ada masalah sama orang tua ? Jangan kaget kalau Allah akan "Tutup Mata" terhadap sebanyak kebaikan apapun yang kita lakukan.

Bukti ? Cari kisah Malik bin Dinar dengan seorang ahli ibadah bernama Muhammad bin Harun yang 40 tahun ibadah dengan fokus dan gigih tapi bernilai 0 karena pernah membunuh ibunya 😭

Prioritaskan penyelesaian masalah dengan orang tua, biar Allah utus yang lainnya. Jangan salah prioritas mengurus masalah selainnya.

( Tulisan ini diambil dari story instagram kang @satriamaulana )

Bandung, 12 Februari 2024

#catatan

[luuknowsbetter]

𝗠𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗞𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘁 𝟭 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀 (𝗔𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀)

hellooo, so,English is not my first language, so some words will be mistranslated FUCK THAT- I'm going to write the entire one shot EN ARGENTINO PAPÁ AGUANTE LA PATRIA Y EL MK WACHO.

btw if u wanna read this just translate it tamo papi?

tambien, le robe la idea a un usuario de tiktok @soth_sh y tamb a sqwyxz en tiktok

﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋

Bi Han ˗ sub zero

・ Lo descansan por no tomar mate

・ "aguante el tereré"

・ en navidad se desaparece toda la noche y nomas aparece cuando está la carne

・"amor,estoy gorda?" "si."

・lo unico que pone en la juntada es el hielo

・si un nene lo jode Bi Han le dice que papa noel no existe

・ probablemente se putea con alguien en plena cena de navidad

・ toma el tereré con jugo y putea a thomas por tomar terere con agua

・te quiere pero ni en pedo lo demuestra porque segun el eso es de puto

・ se pone en pedo y quiere agarrarlo a thomas

・ Kuai liang lo agarra antes de que cague a piñas al pibe

・ en navidad charla política con él SEGURO, y capaz que se le escapa un "feminazi"

・ En los asados siempre va con cara de orto y se va temprano

・ si sos pareja del hombre este yy tiene que conocer a tus viejos es re respetuoso (tanto que hasta es sospechoso).

・medio xenofobo.

・siento que antes de pelear le diría a scorpion "los escorpiones se defienden con la cola"

Kuai Liang- scorpion

・"igual que tu señora"

・él hace el asado y se queda al lado del fuego con una cerveza en la mano

・Es re piola pero se pone en pedo rápido

・siempre obliga a Bi Han a ir a las jodas

・"amor estoy gorda?" "un poco, pero te amo igual"

・se pone la 10 y trae carbón

・pone cumbia a todo palo

・se pone en pedo y ya te quiere agarrar para bailar

・te baila cumbia/cuarteto/reggueton/rock es un capo

・si va a conocer a tus viejos se lleva re bien con tu papá

・es un marido con toda la pinta

・re cumbiero

・lo veo escuchando Los Redondos, o Callejeros

・fan del mate dulce pero no quiere admitirlo

・se entera lo que Bi Han le dijo al nene y se lo lleva a casa

・medio bostero, pero bostero piola

Thomas Vrbada- smoke

・un amor, literalmente un amor

・fan de los sanguchitos de miga

・posiblemente todavia cree en papa noel

・escucha tini y emilia

・"amor estoy gorda?" "No necesitas estar en los estandares de belleza impuestos por la sociedad para ser hermosa,tu valor como persona no se basa en tu fisico,te amo"

・cuando va a conocer a tus viejos esta re nervioso

・tu viejo dice que sus cejas son raras

・en las jodas baila re duro mivida, pero por lo menos le pone onda

・no juega al truco porque no sabe

・en navidad sale con los nenes a ver los fuegos artificiales y a esperar a que papa noel traiga los regalos

・el unico al que le gusta armar el arbolito mivid

・es uruguayo infiltrado

・fan del mate dulce junto con Kuai liang

・escucha Miranda

・es medio zurdo y pro-feminista y pro-aborto tambien, aunque al principio era pañuelo celeste pero despues entendió

・se toma la coca para el fernet y Syzoth lo putea por eso

Johnny Cage

・Escucha Marama

・vive en Recoleta

・en las jodas se hace el boludo para poner la casa y siempre mete excusa, "noo, pasa que estan arreglando viste", "noo,justo ese dia no estoy" o "uuh boludo, justo me agarraste sin un mango" (está lleno de guita el forro)

・team verano

・tincho buena onda

・siempre atento al instagram, se la da de influencer el pibe

・ROMBAI DE FIESTA

・es de river.

・"amor, estoy gorda?" "gorda me la pones"

・en navidad pone los palmeras

・va a la Bresh

・tiene una quinta y siempre invita a todos en el verano

・es piola cuando quiere, porque si le pinta trae las birras para la joda,pone la casa y toda la bronca, pero sino no.

・no tocó una pala en su vida

・se hace el humilde pero nada que ver jaksajsk

・cuando se pone en pedo se baila una cumbia con el Kuai Liang o hasta con Liu Kang

・fan de las milanesas con papas fritas

・en navidad baila hasta con tu tía

・compra los mejores regalos obvio

・cuando está re en pedo se saca la camisa y se pone a bailar y agitar arriba de la mesa

Syzoth- reptile

・se arma el fernet en todas las juntadas

・siempre sale de joda con Thomas quelindos

・fan del chori a full

・team invierno

・le ENCANTA el tema de los wachiturros, ya le sacó brillo de tanto poner esa canción bldo

・era medio chorro, pero ya no lo hace mas (según él)

・fan del mantecol

・en verano te sirve una banda porque es exterminador de moscas y mosquitos (se los come)

・toma cerveza iguana

・cuando conoció a tus viejos se comió una mosca y tu vieja ahora dice que él es raro

・escucha Charly garcia obvio

・en navidad es el que entretiene a los nenes

・es el primero en ir a preguntar si ya están los chinchu o los chori porque es un cagado de hambre

・llora con canciones de los manseros

・medio zurdo igual que thomas

Kung Lao

・se come y toma todo sin poner un mango

・baila con Johnny

・AMA LA ENSALADA RUSA Y LAS TORTAS FRITAS

・baila chamame

・trabaja en un chino

・tira cohetes

・hace quilombo seguro con Raiden

・se pone en pedo rapido

・le gusta el mantecol

・está jodiendo todo el tiempo y quiere joda todo el dia

・le cansa la charla politica pero le gusta armar quilombo y meterse

・sigue jugando a la play con Raiden desde que se la compraron en el 2012

・"amor estoy gorda?" "no estas gorda, gorda"

・va al cosquin Rock o te lo vas a encontrar en alguno de esos lugares asi

・usa crocs

・es Cordobés Y TIENE ACENTO A ESTO LO VOY A PELEAR A MUERTE

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

eaaa y ese fuee el one shot, espero que les haya gustado, pongan mg, y compartan

graciass <3

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 x reader #reptile mortal kombat #mk 1 #mk x reader #mk1 2023 #mk smoke #smoke mk #johnny cage #reptile syzoth #johnny cage x reader #kuai liang #kuai liang x reader #bi han sub zero #bi han x reader #subzero x reader #mk1 bi han #kung lao #kung lao mk1 #tomas vrbada #oneshot #mortalkombat

[cryptocollectibles]

Infinity War #1 (June 1992) by Marvel Comics

Written by Jim Starlin, drawn by Ron Lim and Al Milgrom.

#Infinity War #Comic Books #Comics #1992 #Jim Starlin #Ron Lim #Al Milgrom #Infinity Gauntlet #Etsy #Marvel Comics #Thanos #Adam Warlock #Wolverine #Captain America #Magus #Reed Richards #Dr Strange #Galactus #Dr Doom #Kang the Conqueror #Kang

[ja3hwa]

Day 27 : Hybrid - Yeosang

「Title」 : My Heart Is With The Sea

「Word count」 : 2.76k

-> Genre: Fantasy Au. Smut. Fluff. Angst. Comedy.

Paring: Pirate!Yeosang x Hybrid!Reader

[Warnings] : Warlock Hybrid Yeosang. Swearing. Gross drunk men. Mention of harassment. Hero Yeosang. Powers. Fire blades. Mention of a saloon. Old-timey words. Pet names. Saliva kink. Big dick Yeo. Sub reader. Dom Yeosang. Dirty talk. Details of the reader's body fitting into a curvy plus stature. Begging. Unprotected sex. Cumming inside. Slight breeding kink. Fingering. Yeosang is a cocky bitch. Mention of a Woosan relationship. Poly relationship mentioned. Let me know if I missed anything.

Note: I made the reader Plus size since I've been feeling really shit about my body image so yee. Also, I wanted to write more but I've run out of time so if this gets good attention and people want more. I'll be more than happy to turn this into a min series. And I was making this a JongSan fic but again since I ran out of time I could do Jongho's scenes.

February Filth Fest Event Day Calendar.

It was like any other day. The air was riddled with the smell of the salty sea that was just over the bend of the hill. Loud men filled your ears with drunken nonsense in between slurps of their ale. It wasn't even midday, but yet, at least twenty men were already on the floor. But you guess it's happy hour somewhere beyond the big blue.

You sigh, picking up three glasses before putting them on your tray and moving towards the bar in a swift motion in order to avoid creepy men's hands. Most didn't mean to play rough, but most men just have sticky fingers. You knew you'd get harassed because this is the type of job you got. And most of the time, it didn't phase you, but you knew it annoyed others more than you.

"You lay a hand on her again, and you will lose those fingers." Yeosang barked, picking up the drunk guy that was hunched on his chair by the shirt collar. Yeosang's free hand was held behind him but not out of the men's view. The whole table saw out a blade made of fire magically appeared in the shaggy-haired male. They were nothing but shitting their pants, feeling anxious about angering the warlock.

"We are sorry about our friend Sir Kang. Please forgive his foolish actions." One of the less drunken men at the table slurred. It was as if they all suddenly sobered up, feeling a tension simmer through the whole saloon.

"How about I punish you anyway. Just to prove a point." Yeo smirked, loving to see fear consume such pitiful excuses of humankind. They all jumped to their friends' defence, making the bar roar with loud shouting. You sighed, having lost the fun while watching the interaction. So you whistled loudly, getting everyone's attention, including your brooding Vaelock lover.

"Alright, ladies. You've had your fun. Now fuck off before I send word to the knights." And just like that, all the men from the table piled out through the front door in a hurry. They were like puppies running away with their tails between their legs. But you knew when the sun set by the next few hours, they'd be back. They always came back.

Yeosang dropped his power, fixing his jacket slightly before waltzing over to you with a sly smirk. It always made him feel power when he got to hurt or scare men, but it made him feel even more powerful when it was that he was protecting you. He leaned against the large dark oak bar while he watched you behind it, placing the empty and half-empty tall pint glasses into the wash-up tub. He just stood there for a moment, watching you with abortion in his eyes. He watched how your hair would fall in front of your face when you bent down for something. Or how you had tucked your shirt into your pants today. It sat nicely on your plump figure. And he can't let his eyes wander too much as they land on your lips. Your very kissable lips. The lips he loves so much, especially when they are wrapped around his co—

"You got such a staring problem." You mumbled with a small smile, making him suddenly look away with a blush painting his features.

"I do not." He feels slight embarrassment from his dirty thoughts only moments ago. At least you couldn't read minds. "I'll be off by the coming hour." He changed the subject.

"Off on another adventure." You sigh softly, feeling a little lump in your throat form. You knew his life was on the sea, but it always made you nervous when he left. The waves can be large and unforgiving. Just as the weather can be cruel. His life can easily be taken away, and it kept you up at night whenever he felt for the docks.

"Yes. Captain said he found some news on Atlantis city. If we find it, we will finally be able to be done with these wanted posters and outlaw crap." Yeosang spoke with only a small amount of distance in his tone. Like he was off in his own world. They had been looking for this cromer thing for months with the idea that they could get redemption from the kingdom of East Valley. And how did they disrespect the kingdom, you may ask...well, that was a very long story. But in the shortest way to put it, they angered the king.

And why might a king be mad at a group of immature pirates? Simple. They are pirates, and royalty just has something against the lower class, especially those who bend the rules and live out on the sea. And because San and Wooyoung slept with the Princess....at the same time...

They went to East Valley on a job. To find a cromer for this warlock, but in toe, figured out that the King was the one who had it stolen from the old wizard years and years ago. So they needed to get into the castle, grab it, and leave. Like they weren't ever there. But the Princess saw San and Wooyoung and when Seonghwa told them to keep her distracted, he didn't think they would fuck her...

"Wait... You are looking for Atlantis city?!" Your voice came out strained and uneasy. This caught Yeosangs attention, tilting his head in concern.

"Yes. I thought I told you months ago?"

"You said you were looking for a hidden kingdom. I couldn't have guessed Atlantis." You were worried. Anyone who goes looking for such a place nine out of ten turn up dead or go missing. Worry clouded your mind, feeling your breath quicken. Yeosang suddenly jumps the bar so he can stand next to you. His body heat melted your cold, anxious thoughts. He leant his head on top of yours, holding you tightly in his arms. He knew of your worry and how to beg for him to stay. And he felt guilty every time he left. But he loves the sea and wouldn't see a life without it. But he also couldn't see a life without you. He was stuck at a crossroads.

"I'll be safe. You know I will. Hwa is an excellent navigator. And the captain would never put us in danger for anything. We come first." His words made you feel better, slightly. He pulled away from you so he could look you in the eyes. They were filled with tears, just waiting to be let out. You didn't want to cry. But your emotions seemed to have other plans.

"Just promise me. Promise none of you will get hurt ..."

He had to chuckle at the fact you referenced everyone. You had grown close to his crew since the day you met. Yeosang obviously tried to keep you for himself for a while, but alas, the others also found interest in you. Little did they know you were actually bedded with Yeosang already.

"None of us will be in danger. I promise." He gave you a small kiss on your forehead. It was a moment of peace in his arms. Like the world had stopped. You were the first to pull away, putting down the bar rag and moving things around to keep your hands occupied. Yeosang chuckled at your flustered state, suddenly recalling the dirty thoughts he had prior. And then a new thought came to mind.

"You know..." He hooked his fingers in the belt loops of your pants before pulling your body back into his. Your back flushed against his chest he leaned down so his face could sit nicely in your neck. "I could go for a parting gift. Something for me to remember while out at sea."

Your face flushed red and you looked around the large opened room, thanking the gods that the only customers that were still in the bar were either passed out of too far to hear your lover's filth idea.

"I..." You were going to decline out of embarrassment, but then the idea simmered in your mind making your thigh clench at the thought. "My shift finishes in ten minutes."

He chuckled darkly at you, giving your neck a few kisses for saying. "You know where to find me." Leaving, you flustered while he walked out of the bar as if nothing just happened.

-

"Yeosang!!" You moaned feeling a slight burn at the twisted position you were in. Your legs were hung over his shoulders while he practically bent you in half as he pounded into you. His teeth grazed against your neck as his muscles tensed from the exertion. Your hands fly to find something to hold onto, gasping out moans as his hands find yours. His fingers lace with yours before pinning them to the mattress.

“I’ll make sure to fill your cup. So you are nice and full while I’m gone.” Yeosang grunted, feeling sweat beads form against his hairline.

You whine in response, his words weren't fully registering in your pleasured-filled mind. You were so lost in the grunts and pants he spilled into your ears as he pressed so deep, fucking into the perfect spot that had your thighs quivering on either side of his head. Your plump legs were dropped to a more comfortable position on his waist as he gripped your cheeks with his fingers. Your mouth opened instinctively as he pursed his lips, gathering saliva before spitting it in your mouth and smothering your lips with his in a sloppy kiss. Teeth clanking together from the punishing thrusts as his hips rutted yours.

“My pretty Darling. Mine… All of this is mine.” A sick smile curled his lips, goosebumps lining his skin when your shaky hands found their way up his chest and to his shaggy black hair. Fingers tangling in it as you blubbered incoherent words, a shift in his hips tensing your body and making your hands tug the sweat-dampened strands. He’s strained from the angle of his head being pulled back. The column of his neck looked as if it was begging to be marked up as you pulled him down to you, latching your lips to his pulse point and sucking harshly on the skin. His vulgar sounds vibrated against your mouth as his warm right hand slipped between your slick bodies to toy with your clit. Your back arches painfully at the overwhelming feeling.

“Fuck Yeo... Please FUccckk.” You scream throwing your head back feeling Yeosang press sloppy circles to your sensitive bud while his thrusts suddenly lose their rhythm. He suddenly wanted to see your face, so, picking up his hand slightly he waved a finger in the air, making your hands tug off his hair within a second. You try to move your hands away from either side of your face but alas, his power that bands an invisible cuff around them made it impossible.

“Come on baby, whose cock is this, hmm?”

You mumble inaudibly over the wet sounds of skin slapping. His lips brushed over yours mixing his breath with yours. His hips snap forward, his thick cock ramming into a spot that got you seeing stars. His hand leaves leave your clit, one gripping your hip, bruising the soft curves while the other grabs a hand full of your large bust. “I asked you a question, Doll..”

 “Mine- mine, all mine-“ you finally cried out, words slurring together from the seemingly permanent fog that had settled over your mind. He finally let your hands free from his hold in a silent gesture for his next move.

“Prove it then.”

“I can’t- I- Yeo, please-“ you cry, tears pooling in your eyes while your fingers slip down to dig your nails into the skin of his shoulders. The stinging sensation only urged him to keep going while a shaky moan escapes his lips.

“You can do it, Darling. Take what’s yours.” He demanded, jaw clenched tight and pace faltering. Your ankles hooked together at the base of his back, heels digging into the spot to pull him impossibly deeper as you frantically rocked your hips against him along with his thrusts. Yeosang grunts in a pleased response, head dipping down to bite a mark to your shoulder as his cock twitched in your velvety walls. Your orgasm tore through you like a wildfire. Stealing the breath from your lungs and making your body convulse. His guttural moan was almost barely heard over the roaring in your ears as hot spurts of his cum filled you.

Your body was worn out when he slipped from between your shaking thighs. A soft whine pulled from your throat when you felt his middle and ring finger against your cunt, pressing the seed that had seeped from you back into your walls. Your overstimulated cunt already clenched around the digits and body fully reacting to the shocks of pleasure as he finger fucks you.

“Best parting gift ever,”

-

Yeosang ran over the dock as fast as his legs to take him. The ship was in sight, and his heartbeat finally could rest easy, knowing his captain wasn’t just going to up and leave him like he had been threatened in the past. His feet land on the familiar oak beauty. He spots his friends scattered around the deck, one in particular―a like blonde―shaking his head in annoyance.

“Next time we leave you.” The blonde shouts heading up to the stern deck where the wheel is. Yeosang just huffed out in response, turning his attention to the redhead and his feline-featured lover.

“So how was it?” Wooyoung giggled.

Yeosang choked looking dumbfounded. “What?!”

“You know. How was she? Or he. Or both. I don’t judge.”

“Shut up Wooyoung.” Jongho suddenly appeared from the captain's quarters fixing his overcoat slightly. “Don’t you have a kitchen to stock?”

Wooyoung went to reply with a snarky remark but San pulled him away with a small smile telling him to drop it. Yeosang shook his head slightly glancing over at the younger male. The ravened hair man waltzed over slowly, keeping his unreadable expression until he stood only centimetres away from him.

“She okay?” He spoke softly knowing exactly where he had been for the past couple of hours. Yeo had to chuckle at his words as sudden flashes of your fucked out expression and blissful moans echoed in his mind.

“Uh yeah. Last time I checked.” he couldn’t hide the smug smirk on his face.

“Last time you checked uh-huh.” Jongho smirked lightly hitting his shoulder while nodding.

Yeo just bit his lip, watching Jongho walk away.

-

“Cap, what's the plan?” Yunho tilted his head until he heard a crack. Seonghwa was pacing around the large map on the big oak table. “Do we travel west?”

“If he cut through this roar he can make it to the caving island before the storm hits,” Mingi spoke up an idea, making the captain nod slowly, leaning into his chair ever so slightly.

“Do it. Three days will be added to our trip, but we'll make it happen.” Hongjoong waved his hand, standing up before turning to look out the window, seeing the dark clouds approaching east. The rest of the crew gear up for the sudden travel. Heading west to a small island riddled with caves big enough to hold a ship until the storm blows over.

-

“This storm is getting bad out there. They should be okay right…” You stood by the water's edge as your friend Livera played with a stick in the sand making random scribbles.

“I’m sure they are fine. Besides the storm is probably not that bad.” The red hair knelt down finding a crab suddenly emerging from under the sand. She bit her lip in excitement, eyes widening with sparkle inside them.

“I just… What if―Bubs if you are so worried, why don’t you go find out?” Her big soft ears that were perched on the top of her head twitch while her tail bright red tail wags slowly.

You turn your attention away from the sweet fox, noticing how the waves crash against the bank as if the ocean calls for you to join it. “Maybe I will.”

And you run straight into the water before diving in deep.

- Part Two -

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