Green (Part 12) (18+)
Gwi-nam x f/Reader
indicates that oral sex can be performed on a girl
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Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Warnings: Some swearing. Oral sex (f receiving) fingering.
Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.
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Gwi-nam's POV
It took her a bit longer than I expected to join me for lunch, but I knew she was mad at me.
I get why, but I had to walk away from her. I had to leave her alone in that room because if I didn't, I would have fucked her.
So when she sat beside me, I was stunned, but I didn't show it. I just put my arm over her shoulder and pulled her against my side.
I leaned in to whisper into her ear. "Don't be mad. I am going to make up for it later. Now, you are going to tell your parents you are going to Sun-Hee's after school."
"Fine." I knew she was trying to stay angry, but she knows that I will have her falling apart on my tongue later.
She was quiet as she sat with us. I know she doesn't care for Myeong-hwan. I can see it in her face every single she looks at him, but all he does is smile at her.
Like he is now. He is looking her up and down, and he actually had the nerve to lick his lips.
"So, YN." She looked at him once he said her name. "If you ever want a real man to satisfy you, you know where to find me."
The table laughed as I pretended to laugh. I felt her place her hand on my thigh and squeeze.
"And once you actually have the height of a man, maybe I will come to you, but for now, Gwi-nam is getting the job done." The table was quiet. We all know Myeong-hwan has some slight insecurities about his height.
"You fucking bitch." He started to stand, but the next few words to come out of her mouth had him stopping. "She had fun. Go see her."
"What?"
"Sun-Hee." The name seemed to have an effect on him. He nodded like he knew what she was talking about it and sat down. Still glaring at her.
The bell rang to save us from any further awkward silence. She was about to get up and leave when I placed my hand on hers, which was still on my thigh.
"What are you going to tell your parents?"
"That I am going to Sun-Hee's."
"Good. Now meet me at my car after the last class."
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She actually got to my car before I did. Once we were in the car, I drove us the opposite way from her place. We pulled up in front of my home.
"I didn't expect you to live here." YN said as I took her hand and walked quickly into the condos front foyer.
"You think I am just some poor slum? Nah, baby. Myeong-hwan's Dad isn't the only one with power." I said to her as we stepped into the elevator, and I hit the top floor button, and then I tapped my access card that my Dad and I have.
"You never told me what he does."
"He is a lawyer."
"Oh."
The rest of the elevator ride was silent. The elevator doors opened and we stepped onto the floor.
YN looked up and down, and I could see that she noticed that there were no other doors.
"We own the top two floors." I told her as I opened the door. "This is the very top floor, and it all belongs to me. My Dad has the bottom floor pretty much to himself."
"Will we be seeing him?" I shook my head no.
"He is at some dinner tonight. Won't be home until much later." The air seemed to grow thick around us the further we walked into my home.
I opened the door to my bedroom and stopped aside to let her in. I closed the door and I saw that she had jumped ever so slightly.
She was looking around my room. From the king-size bed to the floor-length closet mirrors, she is just taking it all in.
She was so preoccupied with looking around that she didn't notice that I was now right behind her.
Not until I placed my hands on her hips and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on the side of her neck.
She titled her head slightly, and I could see us in the mirror. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed me kissing her neck.
"Get on my bed." I bit her neck, leaving another mark.
"Gwi-nam, are we?" I paused my movements and lifted my head. Her eyes were on me as she stopped talking.
"No." Was all I said. I held up her arm and snapped the green one, leaving only four left.
Indicates that oral sex can be performed on a girl.
"Now, I want you naked on my bed, legs spread." She took a step away from me as she started to take her clothes off.
I felt myself grow harder as I watched more and more of her skin show. I was palming myself through my pants, when I felt the weight of my phone. An idea popped into my head.
"I am going to capture this moment. I am going to record us."
YN'S POV:
"Gwi-nam, no." I tried to cover myself as he took his phone out. "This is only for me. Do you really think I am going to let anyone else see this? Fuck no."
I hesitated for a moment. Not fully trusting him to not leak any of this. "On one condition?"
"What?" He asked.
"I record you going down on me."
"That is fine with me, as long as you keep the phone steady. Now get on my bed." I climbed on his massive bed, his phone pointing right at me. I leaned against the headboard with too many pillows behind me, but I didn't dare complain.
Gwi-nam handed me his phone, and I had it pointing straight at him as he got on his bed and started to crawl towards me.
My legs were closed, and I didn't put up a fight as he pried them open. We haven't even started yet, and my breathing was getting heavy.
With the way he was looking at me, how could I not? He never once took his eyes off of me.
Not when he started to kiss the inside of my thighs, nipping and biting here and there along them as he worked his way towards his destination.
I moaned softly when he he started to rub my pussy to get me wetter, if that was even possible. Gwi-nam inserted one finger as he took his first lick.
I cried out his name as he started to finger and lick me. I have never had someone go down on me before, so this is an all new experience.
He inserted two more fingers as his lips wrapped around my clit. He was finger fucking me at a brutal pace, that I dropped the phone as I screamed out his name.
My head was flung back against his headboard. My hands in his hair to keep him from moving, afraid he would keep me from finishing like he did earlier.
I was so close, and he knew it. I actually felt the asshole chuckle as I started to grind against his mouth and fingers.
"Just that YN. Fuck, come on baby, finish on my tongue. I know you are close." He removed his mouth, his finger pace slowed down, but each word was accentuated with a hard thrust of his fingers.
"Look at me, YN." I opened my eyes that I didn't realise I had closed. The moment our eyes connected, he wrapped his lips once more around my clit and sucked hard.
I cried out his name as I came for hopefully not the last time at the hands of his mouth and fingers.
Gwi-nam's POV
The moment she cried out my name, I felt my cock twitch in my own pants and I came. My own eyes closed when I felt her squeeze around my fingers, and I continued to eat her out.
Thank goodness I noticed that she dropped the phone when she was gripping my hair, and I grabbed it with my free hand.
I caught the moment she cried out my name as I made her cum on my fingers and tongue. I caught the after effects it had on her.
Her body was still trembling from the aftershocks of the pleasure I just gave her.
"Gwi-nam, too much." She whined. I was going to say something snarky, but I decided against it when I could see she was becoming uncomfortable.
"Go get cleaned up. Your parents will be wondering where you are."
I didn't need for her to see that she made me cum in my own pants. Then she would think she was the one in charge of this.
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I think the key component to my personal reading of post-Delphi Pharma is that he's trying to be a horrible person on purpose. Not "on purpose" in the way that people have free will to exercise their own choices, but in that Pharma's "mad doctor" persona is a performance he puts on to deliberately embrace how much everyone else hates him. Basically, if people already think you're a "bad Autobot" and a horrible doctor who just kills his patients for fun, why try to prove otherwise to people who have already made up their minds about you? Just fully embrace the fact that people see you as an asshole. Don't try to change their minds. Don't plead for their forgiveness or understanding. Just stop caring. If you're going to be remembered as a monster, you might as well be a memorable monster, and eke as much pleasure and hedonism as you can out of it before karma catches up to you and you inevitably crash and burn.
I mean, I guess you could just go the route of "Oh, Pharma was always a fucked up creepy guy and Delphi was just him taking the mask off," but I really don't like that interpretation because, for one, it feels really wrong to take a character like Pharma becoming evil under duress and going, "Oh well clearly he did the things he did because he was evil all along," as if somehow Pharma breaking under blackmail/torture/threat of horrible death was a sign of him having poor moral character. As opposed to, you know, suffering under the very real threat of horrible death for himself and everyone he cares about while being manipulated by a guy who specializes in psychological torture.
The second reason is that it just doesn't make sense to write Pharma as having been evil all along. I mean...
Occam's Razor says that the best argument is the one with the simplest explanation. Doesn't it make way more sense to take Pharma's appearances in flashbacks, his friendship with Ratchet, his stunning medical accomplishments, and the few we see of him speaking kindly/sympathetically (or in the least charitable interpretation, at least professionally) towards his patients and conclude "This guy was just a normal person, if exceptionally talented." Taking all of these flashback appearances at face value and assuming Pharma was being genuine/honest is a way simpler and more logical explanation than trying to argue that Pharma for the past 4 million years was just faking being a good doctor/person. I mean, it's possible within the realm of headcanon, but the fact is Pharma's appearances in the story are so brief that there simply wasn't room in the story for there to be some sort of secret conspiracy/hidden manipulation behind why Pharma acted the way he did in the past.
I just can't help but look at things like Pharma's friendship with Ratchet (himself a good person and usually a fine judge of character) and the fact that even post-Delphi, pretty much every single mention of Pharma comes with some mention of "He was a good doctor for most of his life" or "He was making major headways in research [before he started killing patients]" which implies that even the Autobots themselves see Pharma's villainy as a recent turn in his life compared to how for "most of his life" he "used to be" a good doctor.
And although Pharma doesn't know this, we as the readers (and even other characters like Rung) know about Aequitas technology and the fact that it actually works, so... if Pharma really was an unrepentant murderer, why couldn't he get through the forcefield too? The Aequitas forcefield doesn't require that a person be completely morally pure and free of wrongdoing or else how could Tyrest get through, just that they feel a sense of inner peace and lack feelings of guilt. Pharma has murdered and tortured people by this point, and put on quite a campy and theatrical show of how much he sees it as a fun game, so why then can he not get through?
It circles back to my headcanon at the start of this post that the "mad doctor" persona is just that-- a persona. Delphi/post-Delphi Pharma's laughing madman personality is just so far removed from every flashback we saw of him and everything we can infer based on how other people see/saw him before that, to me, the mad doctor act is (at least in large part, if not fully) a persona that Pharma puts on to put his villainy in the forefront.
To avoid an overly simplistic/ableist take, I don't think Tarn tortured Pharma into turning crazy. To me, it's more like the constant pressure of death by horrific torture, the feeling of martyrdom as Pharma kept secret that he was the only one standing between Delphi and annihilation, the physical isolation of Messatine as well as the emotional separation from Ratchet, being forced to violate his medical oaths (pretty much the only thing Pharma's entire life has been about), etc. All of that combined traumatized Pharma to the point that the only way he could avoid cracking was to just stop caring about all of it. Because at least then, even if he's still murdering patients to save Delphi from a group of sadistic freaks, Pharma doesn't have to feel guilty and sick about doing it. As opposed to the alternatives, which were probably either going off the deep end and killing himself to escape, or confessing to what he did and getting jailed for it.
In that light, Pharma becoming a mad doctor makes sense. It avoids the bad writing tropes of "oh this character who was good his entire life was actually just evil and really good at hiding it" as well as "oh he got tortured and went crazy that's why he's so random and silly and killing people, he's crazy" and instead frames Pharma's evil as something he was forced into, to the point where in order to avoid a full psychological breakdown and keep defending Delphi, he just had to stop caring about the sanctity of life or about what other people might think of him.
Then, of course, the actual Delphi episode happens, and Pharma's own lifelong best friend Ratchet basically spits in his face and sees him as nothing more than a crazy murderer who went rogue from being a good Autobot. Then Pharma gets his hands cut off and left to die on Messatine. At that point, Pharma has not only been mentally/emotionally broken into losing his feelings of compassion, he's received the message loud and clear: He is alone. Everyone hates him. Not even his own best friend likes him any more. No one even cared enough about him to check if he actually died or not. He will only ever be remembered as a doctor who went insane and killed his patients.
So in the light of 1. Having all of your redeeming qualities be squeezed out of you one by one for the sake of survival and 2. Having your reputation and all of your positive relationships be destroyed and 3. People only know/care about you as "that doctor who became evil and killed his patients" rather than the millions of years of good service that came before.
What else is there to do but internalize the fact that you'll forever be seen as a monster and a freak, and embrace it? People already see you as a murderer for that blackmail deal you did, so why not become an actual murderer and just start killing people on a whim? People already see you as an irredeemable monster who puts a stain on the Autobot name, so why beg for their forgiveness when you could just shun them back? You've already become a murderer, a traitor, and a horrible doctor, so what's a few more evil acts added to the pile? It's not like anyone will ever forgive you or love you ever again.
Why care? Why try to hold on to your principles of compassion, kindness, medical ethics, when an entire lifetime of being a good person did nothing to save you from blackmail and then abandonment? Why put yourself through the emotional agony of feeling lonely, guilty, miserable, when you could just... stop caring, and not hurt any more?
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On Tee's Lonely Grief
I've seen people talk about New's and Phee's grief, Pimpa's grief but the gang has never been considered that much on account of their guilt. This episode, however, brings attention to that. Especially in Tee's case. Especially in the scene when he finds Non dead.
And I have to say, I fucking love this scene. So I'm here to tell you why.
PS: For the sake of this post, unlike what's normally my policy, the pictures used will not be edited in any way, shape or form unless stated otherwise. I think it would be taking creative liberties with the photography and it would diminish the validity of my analysis.
So:
Tee finds Non's body upstairs with his uncle's goons (dressed in entirely black outfits which obviously invoke death) very suspiciously looming over it.
So he does what capable and strong Tee, who has to support himself and his father and his uncle's business and now Non (as we saw very clearly this episode) would do: He lashes out. He demands answers. He threatens people. Because that's how he learned to solve his issues.
Yet he gets mostly silence. Arguably, the same exact silence he initially offers the 2 other people grieving Non this episode: New & Phee.
And so he argues with his uncle, makes accusations, mirrors New in the present moment so well it's uncanny.
And then he's alone. Everyone leaves, including Non's body. And now there's no one to perform that idea of a strong ruthless guy to. Now it's just Tee. And the contrast between the act of Tee and Tee is remarkable: one moment he's cold, and the other moment he's completely broken.
So he screams, at the top of his lungs, which is interesting. Because we do see Tee cry but not much. Tee's just not a person who cries. Which, besides being very relatable, is also terrible. Why? Because crying relieves you. It helps you cope, it releases the tension from you, at least a bit. Tee not crying here means this (Non dying), unlike the guilt of what happened before with him and the gang bullying Non
(something he is allowed to shed at least a single poetic tear about) Is a burden he can't be relieved of. At least, not at that moment.
So we watch as Tee screams helplessly. And the environment is so telling. GOD, I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW
There's an empty space. Virtually nothing is there with Tee. Because, of course, he's alone in the room, we know this, but he's also alone.
No one else knows this story like Tee does. No one else has been with Non when he was a creative student trying to make a film, when there was life to him in all senses of the word and also saw his dead, lifeless body. No one else has been the cause for both Non's problems and Non's death. No one has liked Non as a friend and cared for him and watched him die without being able to do anything about it. No one in Tee's life knows what he's going through, what it feels like. No one in Tee's life is able to share his grief. And he can't escape it either.
You see that weird ass mirror there? Why is it there? There are curtains around it. But it's not a window. That's odd. But while it makes no sense decoration/architectural-wise, it makes so much sense from the point of view of symbolism.
There's no escape. Even when it really feels like there should be. Because Tee, the guy with all the solutions, should be able to find a solution, shouldn't he? Besides... We come to care so much for him and for Non... So how come there's no solution? Because, we, like these teens do to adults, naively trust the narrative. Of course, there's no solution. We all knew this from the start. We're only here because of this: Non is dead.
So, instead of a way out, a hope for something better than what's going on in that room, we get just more of it. Tee and we alike, have no escape. We're both forced to face that scene, forced to accept it. And Tee, if he dares look for that way out, will only have to face himself.
But interestingly, he never does. Tee never looks at the mirror on the wall. He doesn't even acknowledge it. Which, of course, might be a reflection (pun intended) of how he tries to pass the blame of Non's death to his uncle.
He repeatedly claims he didn't know what would happen, that he wouldn't have brought Non back if he did but... Is that true? As Perth's character (BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE, btw) says:
"You already knew, right?" Because, let's face it, it was obvious. Things could only go poorly for Non if Uncle Joe got his claws on him. Tee had to know that wouldn't end well.
So this scene also tells us that, despite deep down his immense amount of guilt telling him he is guilty of Non's death, Tee doesn't want to acknowledge it. He maintains that position, in fact, nearly all the way until the end of episode Ep.11. where he slightly changes his narrative.
He never planned to.
Right now, he's a new person. One that would not make the same mistakes as in the past but that, despite the changes, is inevitably the one who somewhere in the past did make them.
But back to the scene.
Tee is framed right in front of the blueish-grey curtains and we all know what that means, I do not need to cite the ancient scrolls. But I wanna add that grey is also:
a colour associated with sadness;
seen as a colour of death, as it is literally in greyscale, hence colourless, lifeless AND because it can also be interpreted as a mix of white and black, both of which are mourning clothes colours, depending on the culture;
a reflection of Tee's grey morality because, naturally, while we understand Tee's motivations and background, he did some pretty fucked up things that his good intentions and unhelpful help attempts cannot erase.
And then Tee finds a small paper, written by Non (in vivid blue, properly highlighting not only Non's depression but also Tee's).
And the paper reads: "I'm gonna get out of this place. I'm not a loser." And it hits him even further because Non (at least in Tee's vision, I'll leave Non's death up for debate, I'm sure people will have theories) wanted so bad to be victorious once, to succeed just once. He wanted to get a chance to live normally and it didn't happen.
This, of course, ends up shaping Tee's own path, as he meets White and gets a chance to do things "right" and as he becomes this "new person" and gets away from his uncle. But, in that moment, none of that is relevant because it hasn't happened and Tee cannot know it will, he can only know, with written proof, that he failed. And now Non's dead.
And so, in the last part of this scene, we see a more zoomed-out shot. And Tee's still alone but now we have a more clear vision of just how tiny that space is. And how he's nearly taller than the frame. How his grief is bigger than the space in which it was brought to him. But also how the weight of it, represented by the walls, is nearly crushing him. Another gigantic, and perhaps the biggest of all, responsibility on Tee's shoulders.
Furthermore, as @shannankle has marvellously described and explained in this post about sex scene framing, the framing gives us a level 3 visual gaze which is used to remind us as the audience of just how intimate and profoundly shaping of Tee this moment is: we are not supposed to be here, this moment is Tee's and Tee's alone. Because, of course, he is alone. In all senses. The access we're getting is nearly forbidden. Even to the other characters. Because they don't get to see it, they only hear about it (or we assume they do).
And, to top it all off, the cherry on top of this great scene: all of this happens while Tee is wearing his school uniform. Because, of course, it had to. Because we need to be reminded: this is a teenager. Tee, who's mourning his dead friend whose corpse he just saw and whose death is largely his fault is just a teenager.
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