#hm idk she looks a little sus

[jeon-ify]

Hiya! Idk if you still take in smut prompts reqs buuut if you do could I request 24, 26, 27 with san? maybeee you're fwb and he gets jealous of you with another guy ohoho i would never look at any man other than you sansjdbedjdbd thank you!!!

a little jealousy - choi san

dude. my head is spinning for this fic and i’m so excited to write this kind of san … mannnn

warnings: dom!mean!san, toxic relationship, rough sex, sub!reader, spitting, hairpulling, keeho appears and gets flirty, manhandling, possessive san, implied abandonment issues (san tells reader), jealousy!!!!!, throat fucking, guided masturbation, vein bulging, implied su!c!de, cnc!!, degradation, breeding kink! forced but willingly making reader swallow a dry plan b, etc. as always, lmk if i missed anything!

24. what would he say if he saw you on top of me losing your fucking mind hm?

26. the day you leave me is the day i slit my fuckin’ throat

27. can’t you see you’re made for me?

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“you can’t be serious,” your friend drops her expression, waiting for your response.

“yes! i’m serious. i don’t wanna go out tonight, i don’t wanna deal with weird guys everywhere.” you used this as an excuse to see your “friend” san tonight, as he said he’d be home all day.

“bitch, go put something on, we’re going and it’s final.” you groan as you pull out a black midi body-con silk dress, the chest falling loosely onto your cleavage. you put on your black YSL heels with gold detailing, your hair and makeup done and curled.

you head out with your friend, arriving to the rather large club an hour away. this club was the talk of the town, owned by a man named Park Seonghwa. he owned multiple, this one being the largest. the music blares through the speakers, your skin glistening with body glitters and oils.

your friend shouts something and walks away, you assume she’s grabbing drinks and a guy on her way. you walk over to the dance floor, in hopes that you’d see someone you knew. to your luck, you see a guy from your high school. you walk over to him and tap his arm to get his attention. he turns towards you as you catch him by surprise.

“y/n! hi! it’s been so long! how are you? how’s everything been?” he exclaims as he pulls you in for a hug.

the hand placement of his grazes your lower back as you only wrap one arm around his shoulders from underneath his arm. you hug back in a friendly remark, as his fingertips graze the upper part of your ass. “i’ve been great, how have you been, kee?”

you smile in response to his loud voice. you know why he’s so touchy feely with you— just not sure as to why and how you ran into him on a night like this. you knew you didn’t want to be here.

“i’m great, you look beautiful, y/n. do you wanna come sit with me and my friends?” he leans to your height, shouting in your ear so you’d hear him well.

“sure! i don’t know where my friend went.”

you follow keeho through the crowd of sweaty and drunk people, reaching the table everyone was seated at. it’s like you’re in high school again, seeing all the familiar faces.

“y/n! oh my god you look great! how are you?” mingi says. he’s grown into a handsome man, you won’t deny that. you conversate with the group, catching up and laughing with everyone. you find it weird now that you look back at it— that all of your friends are guys.

as you’re sitting with keeho, the jokes he makes make your breath hitch, needing to catch yourself before you choke on your drink. you laugh up a storm with him, playfully slapping his leg by yours. he leans closer to your ear, whispering a bunch of nothings as you laugh even harder while your face turns a slight cherry red.

you open your eyes and across the dance floor, a black couch is planted against the wall. a man about 5’11” is seated with his legs slightly spread, watching you. you do a double take, noticing that he looks familiar— almost too familiar— that he looks like san.

the friend you’ve been fucking behind everyone’s back.

he watches you with his black button up and black straight leg slacks, a silver chain hiding underneath the flaps of his collar.

he leans his elbow onto his knees where his chin rests on his knuckles, watching the way your friends are getting handsy with you. you’ve laughed a little too hard, and san doesn’t like that.

you turn your attention back to keeho where he’s still laughing and talking about some girl he slept with last week.

“hey, i’m gonna go get a drink, see you later.” you’re still distracted by san’s gaze, your knees already threatening to buckle. you manage to walk over to where san was, he walks out of the club as you follow wherever he’s headed to.

you both make it outside, his car already started and the passenger door already opened for you to get into.

“가자” he speaks. though you’re not sure what it means, you use your pretty brain to understand that he wants you to get in the car.

“don’t wanna hear a word from you, understand?”

“h-how did you find me?” you manage. you were just told to not speak, but curiosity killed the cat.

“did you not understand what i just said?” he stops the car, fully turning towards you. his black hair bounces when he shifts gears again, speeding through the highway.

“take your phone out and tell your friend you’re not coming home tonight. tell her you feel sick.” he does not change expressions, nor does he turn his attention to you.

the rest of the car ride is silent until you reach his home. it’s a grey brick home, with long windows on each side of the door. it looks like a castle, but it’s a homey feel.

he unlocks the door, holding it open for you to get in.

what a gentleman.

“take your clothes off. leave the heels on.” he says as he’s unbuttoning his blouse and throwing his shoes off. you’re well behind him, still struggling to unzip the dress. he notices your struggle, unzipping it himself and ripping it off.

“look me in the face and tell me what was so funny. if you wanted to go to a comedy show so bad, you should’ve just told me. didn’t have to fuck around with random guys, did you?”

he grabs the back of your head through a fist full of your hair, your hands on each side of your hips. he tilts your head upwards, giving himself access to your neck, licking a stripe up to the middle of your collarbone and up to your chin. he inches closer to your lips then pulls away, not letting you kiss him.

“you think you deserve to kiss me after you practically already fucked some other guy? listen to me, and listen carefully. i know you have issues darling, and maybe you don’t hear it enough, but you belong to me.” he caresses your face, in a faux sympathetic manner, spitting venom into your skin.

“i don’t understand what’s gotten you so worked up, sannie. we’re not even dating, so why are you so jealous?” your eyes sparkle with lust, san feeding into the delusion that he’s your man and no one else’s, even though he’s made it clear he doesn’t do the whole “dating thing”.

“‘m not jealous, baby. i just don’t like other people playing with my toys. don’t you get upset when other kids play with your toys, darling?” his hand snakes its way under your bare chest, squeezing your tit as san tugs a moan out of you.

he kisses your jaw, moving up to your lips, finally kissing you the way you think you deserve. he moves his hand to snake its way around your throat, his tongue exploring various areas of your mouth.

“on your knees, right now, jagi.” its so fucking hot that he speaks two languages. it almost makes your panties pool with arousal. he hears you whimper as you get onto your bare knees, the backs of your gold heels poking your thighs.

“‘m gonna fuck this tiny throat. if i hear a word, you’re not cumming at all. i’ll cum in you all night and won’t let you do the same. am i clear?” he fists your hair into his large hand, forcing you to look up at him when he speaks. he looks fucked out already, as you do so yourself.

not-so-innocently, you agree to his command, mouth already falling open, ready to take him into your throat. you bob your head up and down slowly, releasing with a pop then spitting onto the base of his cock to make it easier for you to suck.

he never fails to surprise you with his size. you use your right hand to support you in getting him to reach his first high of the night, sucking and swallowing all of the spit and precum on his length.

“yeah, fucking hell. doing so good f’ me. you fucking belong to me. never wanna see you leave.” he bucks his hips into your mouth as you threaten to whine out in response. before he can reach his orgasm, he pulls you back up by your jaw to kiss you open mouthed-ly.

“lay back and spread those pretty thighs for me.” he stands at the edge of the bed, watching the way your pussy already throbs with need, desperate to have him inside already. your walls gush with desperation for san’s veins running against your walls.

his fingers graze softly over the inside of your thigh as he lifts your leg to easily access into your hole. he slaps the tip onto your clit a couple of times, earning gasps and pleas from you. after moments of teasing you, he gives in and immediately pounds into your sopping cunt.

“wanna hurt you in the best fucking way possible. never wanna see you laughing with another guy again. it hurts me,” he groans as he slowly strokes himself into you,

“the day you leave me is the day i slit my throat. i’m fucking crazy for you, y/n. don’t you understand? can’t you see you’re made for me?”

you moan in response, his words sending an electric wave through your core, already cumming around his length. he feels you clenching around his cock as his eyes threaten to roll to the back of his head. his stomach tightens as he tries to balance himself with not cumming and making you cum over and over again, his abs making your head spin.

“s-san, fuckin- it’s too much.” you gasp. you’re so overstimulated from your countless orgasms, you think you’ll start crying.

“it’s not. don’t make me stop.” he pounds into you furiously, making you cry out for him to stop, though you never want him to.

he flips the two of you over, making your legs shake and your arms weak as you have to balance yourself this time.

“rub that pussy, fuckkkk, just like that. watch me fuck you stupid. make sure you know who the fuck you belong to, how’s that?” he groans as he spreads his legs to balance himself as he fucks up into you. you fail to rub your clit, too overwhelmed by the pleasure that san is building in your cervix.

tears run down your face as a sign of overstimulating yourself, san moving up to lick them off your face. laying back down, he pounds up into you almost too fast you start seeing stars.

“look at you, fuckin’ stupid whore. what would he say if he saw you on top of me losing your fucking mind hm? what would he say? enlighten me, darling. would he think you’re a whore?” he stills his thrusts, burying himself deep in your uterus.

“i’m not- i’m not a whore!” you cry out.

“oh, but yes you are. you say you’re not but here you are, fucking a married man and crying over some dick. what does that say about you?” you feel like he’s gaslighting you, but he’s completely right. you should be ashamed of yourself, but you’re getting off knowing that you make san crazy.

“th-that i’m a whore.” you admit.

“look at that, your brain works!” he smirks as he twitches into your cervix, almost cumming in your stomach.

“san! pull out, you can’t cum in m-me!” you beg. you don’t want him to cum in you. you’re not ready for anything at all.

“gonna fill you up, cus that’s what i do to sluts. i knock them up and never fuckin’ see them again. want me to show you how much of a slut you are?”

“n-no! fuck, please pull out. let me go!” you beg. you’re so scared but so turned on by it, not even thinking of using a safe word right now.

you feel his hips still, his cock twitching in you as he empties himself in you. he pulls out after a few seconds, reaching for his nightstand. he takes out a plan B box, making you dry swallow the pill.

“the next time you wanna fuck around with random guys, think about the consequences, darling. i watch every move you make.”

#kpop smut #ateez #kpop #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez smut #ateez san #san ateez #san x reader #san smut #choi san #san #san atz #choi san x reader #choi san x y/n #choi san x you #jeonify

[kimkhimhant]

16, 22, and 24 for the fic writer asks please? (Also, you are so right about Kate. I know we've talked about it a little before but I just wanted to reiterate because I too hate her. I always spend the entirety of season one yelling at Neal to just let her go.)

heyyy always happy to rant about our hatred for kate with you <3 lmao. rewatching 2.11 today was like, she was so sus from the beginning? i don't know how neal overlooked all of her red flags and was still so so certain by the end that she was good and that she loved him. i just don't get it. neal baby get better standards. (like sara lol)

anyway ! 16. What were you go-to writing songs?

okay so i actually have specific playlists for almost every fic, but here are a few songs that are repeat offenders lmao. number one is going to surprise no one 1. stranger by jeff satur 2. gabriel by bears den 3. cornflower blue by flower face 4. civilized by voyager 5. first light by hozier

22. Share an excerpt from your favorite scene

this is so hard! idk if i have a favorite scene? but this one, in "a gentle warmth" is one that i really like

He pauses when he’s down to just boxers, looking in the mirror and running a hand through his hair, stiff and sticky with product and temporary hair color. The door opens, then, and Chay peeks his head into the room, and then slips inside, padding softly across the tile. There’s a crease in his cheek from his pillow, but his eyes are wide and bright, the bleariness of sleep absent. “I tried not to wake you up,” Kim says, watching him in the mirror. It’s the main reason he came to the guest bathroom to shower, but not the only one. “Hm, I was sleeping lightly,” Chay murmurs, stepping close behind Kim and pressing a kiss to his shoulder. Kim’s not surprised. They both sleep lightly, more often than not, and Kim’s not sure when the last time either of them had to sleep through the night alone was. Chay has more late nights than Kim, lately, anyway.  “You smell like cigarettes,” Chay says accusingly, pulling back slightly, hand lingering on Kim’s waist. Kim meets his gaze, momentarily, in the reflection in front of them, and feels his own irritation falter when he finds worry there instead of anger. “Sorry,” he says quietly. Chay just shakes his head, and brings a hand up to Kim’s hair.  “I’ll help you wash this out, Phi, come on,” he says, nudging Kim toward the shower and stripping out of his sleep clothes. Part of Kim wants to just tell him to go back to bed, but Chay doesn’t really look like he’ll take no for an answer, so he just pulls off his underwear and steps under the spray, Chay close behind. He’s not going to pretend that it’s not nice to have Chay’s hands on him, gentle as they lather shampoo into his hair, fingers combing the sticky tangles loose. He watches the milky blue of the hair color run in rivulets down his body and onto the shower floor, collecting in the shallow divot around the drain.  He closes his eyes and focuses on Chay’s hands.

this whole scene just means a lot to me, because it's very domestic and tender even tho its not happy. idk lol.

24. What's something that surprised you while you were working on a fic? Did it change the story?

I answered this already but even that answer im not sure about haha i feel like im not often surprised while writing? or maybe im not really understanding the question TT my fics are always adapting and developing as i write them tho

anyway thank you again for the ask! ended up being a bit of a long response lol

#benji talks #asks #ask game #fic talk #kimchay

[ballplayersxo]

https://www.tumblr.com/ballplayersxo/732566555741831168/anybody-got-tea-on-the-current-spurs-they-used-to?source=share

i came across this ask which ill give my first shot at answering in my own way cause im a spurs fan! and girl all i can say is i wish there was more tea to report on 😭😭 not to say that theres zero drama going down in san antonio.. ive always asked myself: theres so much nba tea floating around but so little on my guys?? but now i understand that drama doesnt happen as regularly bc gregg popovich has more control over these niggas off the court than you would expect. in other teams its not really a common thing for coaches to hold players accountable for non basketball related things but id compare pop/the organization to a teacher/school because in a way they operate as figures of authority (similar to college-style basketball). its tougher to find spurs drama since he keeps the younger guys on a tighter leash after learning the hard way from tim duncans messy ass divorce/tony parkers cheating scandal but i assure you tea is there even tho its harder to find. i do agree with anon that sochan and vassell look like hoes but idk if we'll ever get to know that (unproven rn) side of them aside from speculation by who they follow on insta. including jeremy whos the most active on socials, all of them trained to move in silence + being a small market + tight pr means less reports but yes there is some tea and hottakes id like to spill although its not much

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https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/418962509115162624/1160664218702454914/IMG_3983.png?ex=6547f0c9&is=65357bc9&hm=cbc6e61c04ea464c85ab01827c17443f5d57ad2343fdbd96a76846644bb85168&

speaking of primo hes an ex spur but josh primo signed a new contract after joining the clippers and proposed to his (white) gf (story in attachment above). congrats her ig he has the face of a child whos balls havent dropped yet AND is a sex offender 🤷🏾‍♀️

context for everyone who doesnt know: primo was waived (even after he signed a contract extension apparently) because he flashed his ugly d*ck to a team staff member and then claimed he did it bc he had mental health issues. after primos babyface was sued by his psychologist (the woman he flashed) he was waived without so goodbye to his creepy ass. (on a personal note i really hate how "mental health" is used as some excuse for these sorts of things. like this nigga seriously thinks theres any valid excuse for flashing his tiny pp at women?? especially the woman whos job was helping out his "mental health" shit in the first place?? foh). it had way less info than an event like the kpj case but i think the lack of it is a testament to the spurs pr so there could be other stuff in the bg we as the public simply dont know abt

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on a more positive note ik julian champangie has a gf. shes makes frequent cameos on his insta and vice versa and have been together since high school. also i dont have the link but i clearly remember another anon in an old post here claimed that sochan is bi and follows trans women but ill put that to sleep since its false. being bi isnt 100% out of the question obviously (literally anybody can be bi without us knowing. looking at you dwight.) but theres no real evidence besides: omg look he dyes his hair and has an aesthetic he must be bi!!! i think people see a nigga who has an eccentric sense of style and instantly wanna jump to label him but nawww ive seen his following on insta 😂😂 anon was confusing "trans women" for TONS of polish/british/american (all white) insta thots. hes a cutie but it wouldnt be farfetched to assume hes not into black women. yall he aint bisexual hes biracial 😂😂

https://x.com/RTNBA/status/1691153501299134464?s=20

unrelated: sochan rookie hazing wembanyama during the offseason was kinda funny tho

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https://youtu.be/1VZykbSv7nk?feature=shared

dejounte and jaina are always on and off afaik lmfao girl secured some big bags. anyways dj talking about his experience with the spurs was insightful for me. i wasnt aware before there was alot of clash between ghetto behavior and how the organization wanted him to behave but frankly im not surprised by it

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not really gossip related but stories of irl players ive encountered:

(retired spur) i met david robinson at church when i was really young. i remember being scared of him at first cause he was so tall lol but i remember him sitting down to shake my hand and my parents taking a picture of us. its kinda embarrassing since it has the vibes of a baby crying on santas lap but funny nonetheless 😂😂

got an autograph from demar a few years back. it was quick and we didnt talk much since he had to leave after but he was cool when i asked

the only current spur ive met is devin vassell in a random encounter at the gas station (this was last yr). i recognized him but wasnt sure how he was gonna react to being approached for an autograph/photo but he was really sweet w it. i asked him where he was headed to & he said the gym but joked after that, a nap at home with his dogs lol. the names of his two dogs, iirc he told me: donovan and ace. very warm, he has a pleasant voice and smile too, if hes a longtime spur he should join our broadcast team once he retires lmao

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thank you for coming to my sas analysis despite my team lowkey tanking right now. have a great day owner, ill go back to lurking now, god bless you.

lmao anon thank you for this, i appreciate when you guys send long asks about things you care about!! but the josh primo case was definitely something that never made much sense to me. like why would he do that? i just can’t comprehend the thought process. it was a thing here in canada and a bunch of people were talking about it cause i know people who used to play with him. it’s getting weird. idk where to start with dejounte and jania but they’re both very annoying and belong with each other tbh. & gay/bi allegations are everywhere it’s crazy. lmao this was interesting overall though

#san antonio spurs

[haikyuu-sins]

Could I request a small Drabble or headcanon or fic if you’re feeling up to it where Yae Miko takes interest in a girl, but when she brings up the possibility to her future s/o, she gets flustered and says something like “girls can’t like girls where I’m from!” But Yae persists and they end up in a happy healthy relationship? Very specific I know I’m sorry.

Specific is perfectly fine don’t worry! Ah I love Yae! I haven’t written for her yet so I hope this is okay! For this, I’m just going to say that the reader is from Snezhnaya , idk man they just seem a little sus so I wouldn't put it past them to not be an lgbtq+ friendly country.

(Also I apologize for the inconsistent layout, something happens when I try and edit things that are in my queue and I can't change the layout back to how I had it before.)

Characters: Yae Miko (Genshin Impact)

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia

Genre: Fluff 

Yae wondered to herself, what exactly intrigued her so much about you. After all, you were just another one of her little shrine maiden assistants. But somehow, you had caught her attention. She could read you like an open book as she could with just about everyone else. You weren’t the best at concealing the glances that you tried to steal from her, she always caught you, chuckling to herself and giving you a small and mischievous smile before tending to her duties. 

She teased you almost relentlessly with that smug little smile of hers. You could swear if she had a tail then it would be swishing behind her while she giggled at how flustered she knew you were around her. 

“So, when will you be taking me out on a date? Hm?” she inquired. “I haven’t been on one in so long that I’m starting to wonder if I’ve lost my charm~” the kitsune faked a pout, knowing that it would get you flustered. 

“A-a date?” you feel your cheeks burn at her question, not knowing where in the world this came from in the first play. 

“Yes, a date. Shall I tell you what that is? The one where you take me to dinner-with you paying of course.” she said with a cheeky laugh. 

“Lady Guuji, I don’t know what brought this on!” 

“You don’t? Oh, is that the game you're going to play, my little Shrine Maiden? You’re little glances over at me, you begin to stutter, your blush, and anyway, I’ve already given you a reading–multiple times in fact–and it’s telling me that you’ve been meaning to take me on a very special date~” 

“I don’t-ugh!” you knew exactly what she was doing to you. She knew just how to fluster you beyond belief to the point where you couldn’t get the words out to even defend yourself. Though what was there to defend? She wasn’t wrong in any aspect. But the ingrained teachings of your home country, Snezhnaya, were deeply rooted. Gays and lesbians were not looked upon fondly and were often treated very poorly if they were ever out with their partner. 

But you couldn’t hide your feelings for Yae. This was mostly due to the fact that she simply knew everything and there wasn’t anything you could hide from her. She picked up on your crush rather quickly and you would soon realize that the feelings were reciprocated. 

“Where I’m from..girls aren’t allowed to be together…It would be seen as…Unsightly and wrong.”

Miko raised a brow at you before looking at her surroundings. “Hm, where you’re from? I see that we are in Inazuma at the moment, not in Snezhnaya. Or is that what you think as well? That girls are not allowed to be together and it is as “unsightly” as you say?” 

“No! No, of course not!” you try to backtrack on your words, as that was the last thing you meant. “It’s just…I supposed it’s the way I was raised. I was taught women and men shouldn’t be with the same gender and I had to suppress myself for the longest time before I realized I liked women too. Seeing gays and lesbians in other parts of the world made me realize, who am I to tell someone who they can and cannot love and who is someone to tell me who I can and cannot love?” 

Yae gives you a small close eyed smile. “Then there you have it.” She pats your head in a gentle manner.  “So that settles it, right? You’ll be taking me on my long awaited date now, right~?”

#genshin impact #yae miko x reader #yae miko #yae miko headcanons #yae miko x you #yae x reader #yae miko imagine #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact x reader

[castle-dominion]

castle 6x8 a murder is forever

the diamond episode liveblog

Teehee I remember seeing the bonus features bloopers "seamus open up your shirt a little more" 'bill i've been waiting for you to say that'

anyway liveblog time

Is this lady real? I remember smth like that, some lady lived with nonhuman primates. Oh this episode! The one where that gif is from! Masculinity! lol alphas.

As a queer tranny, uh, idk what to do except laugh.

Oh no she dead there's someone sitting beside her? still? How long has kyle been callig? how long has she been dead? why is he pulling out the knife NOW?

Nooo beckett beckett vs linus. RC: Keeps you on alert KB: *somehow got over her hypervigilance ptsd rly easily as soon as that plot served its purpose*

Not get rid of him! Just... move him! "we" she is bringing caslt eon the murder lol "yeah of linus's feelings"

In a hail of bullets! My bedroom is my lair XD His identity? rly?

Ooh ryan is so pretty! Ryan's cute lil shrug Me: queer tranny

RC: So they killed her then they killed her car? THAT IS A LOT OF MONEY HOLY they didn't take the money just cuz? Ryan sweater no tie today, uh... idk i just like it. & hair too. I miss his s4 hair. His s1 hair was fun but college student vibes.

Kyle's outfit is NOT good. but I love the tie.

That "no why did you ask" was so sus

"what were they looking for?" yeah that's the question RC: The most intimate details of the world’s elite? People have been killed for less.

My man should have worn a hat or smth to hide his face not just turn away his head.

Not to be racist but the boyfriend looks like the guy from the car. Well, actually now that I think about it, no yeah it was just my racist programming. Don't I feel like an ass? The boyf also looks vaguely similar to the guy in the security photos tho & that's not racism that's just haircut.

wild beast lol. Yet you say she helped people? They could be aggressive ou said.

It wasn't a client, she was lying to u.

Book: Bioessentialism? Me: No???

Nuclear launch codes? from a therapist?

nf1945 she has access to a private jet???

bc the stuff she got in trouble with was smth that would get her in trouble with the cops too.

Ellis! Tory ellis!

Cool name, Manhattan Raptor

Wow ok so they are all vested up? & they drive their car in front of them? What is even going on? Esposito shotgun moments My man destroys evidence Right Now, I like him he's good

Barrett Hawke RC: Barrett Hawke? As in the legendary fixer? He’s been sweeping the dirt of New York’s rich and famous under the rug for over a decade. (off GATES’S look) Not my dirt. I just – heard. (won't clip) This guy is the one we saw there.

"it was a photo of someone else, your colleagues just thought it was her bc they were thinking about her at the time." Hawke: Your colleagues were mistaken. (shrugs) But that was a micro cut shredder, so unfortunately there’s no proof either way. Hawke: My favorite shoeshine guy’s in that building. Hawke: Hm. Can’t really make out his face. Hard to say who that guy is. C’mon, Detective. What do you really have on me, huh? Do you have a single piece of evidence that I was in her office? Or that I was involved in her death? Prints? DNA? Anything? (she’s silent) That’s what I thought. I LOVE him! I love this guy so much!

Oof my arms hurt from carrying heavy glasses in dishwashing racks all day.

That's why there was a subpoena? Or she was not licensed lol

JE: I’ve got to hand it to this Alice chick, bro. Whatever her monkey theory is has her in with the movers and the shakers. KR: She learned from the real gorillas. Seems to be working with the eight hundred ones in the human world. She was like the dog whisperer for CEOs. [He stops to touch some flowers.] JE gives him an incredulous look. JE: You really buy that? KR: Oh, skimmed through her book. I think there might be something to her theory. For instance, she said that in every relationship there needs to be a masculine energy and a feminine energy. Even in ours. JE: Oh. Well, we know which one you are. KR: I don’t know about you, but I am very comfortable in my masculinity. JE: You do realize you’re wearing a sweater vest, right? KR tries to come up with an argument but they’re interrupted by ANDREW SPENCER.

Clipping that lmao. also: haha queer & trans watching this episode

Rat's ass

Man has a nice outfit imo. why would she need a hidden hotel? how long was she staying?

Becks is right, anonymity not money. I legit thought he was finding another dead body lol it's going to be empty OH RIGHT, HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT THIS?

unless it's glass

KB: We stopped at a jewelers on the way back and he almost had a heart attack.

RC: Given the cash, the hotel, and the private plane I’d say she was making a getaway. Transcript says Gates is the one who calls alice oceans one lol Castle is right, that is a sane theory. bc it's a hella big expensive diamond that's why. bring back demming!!! his short little "ever" the blue butterfly! (this is making me think about glass/silica/quartz & white sapphires & silicon carbide/moissanite & ugh I looooove rocks so much!)

Castle & his stories remember the snake guy back in like s2?

Didn't they already visit a jeweller? love the way he wears his jacket lol So it was smuggled in if this man was copied?

The four Cs! Ryan immediately & quickly: Uh, color, cut, clarity, carat. (smugly, to ESPOSITO) You’d know this if you’d ever bought an engagement ring. Peters: The diamond is colorless. No blemishes and pristine cut. No internal clouding. And uh .. (he places it back on the microscope) … nearly one hundred carats. RYAN’s jaw drops. JE: Man. Hey, how deep would my pockets have to be to afford a rock like that? Peters: Detective, you are not tall enough to have pockets deep enough. JE: *offended* Peters: But I would say it’s worth … $60 million. Conservatively. JE: (chagrined) Yeah, I ain’t that tall.

VG: Six zero, like with another six zeros after that? KR: That would be $60 million, yes.

JE: Nah. Peters said that old school cutters fashioned diamonds with sharp edges. This one has smooth edges, which it means it had to be cut within the last few decades. loooove rocks & rock facts & minerals & gems & giology kslfjlkdjfskldfjsl

RC: For engaged men everywhere I can only hope it wasn’t a ring.

INT - JE+KR’S CAR KR hangs up the phone. KR sighs. JE: So … we thinking the same thing? KR: That it’s a bummer we can’t stop for lunch because there’s a sixty million dollar diamond sitting between us? JE: No. That because of the $60 million dollar diamond sitting between us that we are not-really-but-kinda-sorta thinking about making a run for the border. He smirks. KR glares at him. KR: Hadn’t even crossed my mind. JE’S teasing smirk falls. JE: Of course it didn’t. Nope, you wouldn’t have the stones. All I’m saying.

I went to clip that but ended up clipping way more. The fun little fight scene. Love the "for now" *pushes his partner down when he sees the gun* Love the way they switched places to shoot The diamond! I take WAY too long to think about how a clock is shaped. I CAN read a clock, but I need to think about it whereas ppl SHOULD be able to tell by the positions, the vibes not the math. I couldn't do "subway station seven-o'clock" Covering for each other. We get to see shoes! Esposito's kneel slide thing <3 But like these clowns had HUGE guns, why were they scared off by these little cops with their little guns? btw I need to find that fanfiction again where it went "yeah I don't think it is realistic that ryan had his door slammed into by another car & escaped with nothing more than a cut on the forehead & some wrappings around his ribs" but idk where to find it. Also uh, I am such a lesbian (half man) for Ryan (also a man).

Your neck really would hurt, whiplash huh. But also he def scraped his knees! & what is the point of wrapping up ryan's chest? idk how medical stuff works but I feel like it might not actually help to have tensor bandages wrapped around your chest. But hey maybe some trans!Ryan headcanons! Bill Roe, director: "seamus open up your shirt a little more" SD (KR): 'bill i've been waiting for you to say that'

The rock johnson? it's $60mil, it could SO be abt the diamond. The boys don't even get to take the rest of the day off? I'm surprised gates lets them look into the suv, personal vendetta & all.

Castle is NOT carrying coffee with the way he is swinging around those glasses. RC: So I was thinking. When we work a case together this desk of yours is sort of – kind of – our space. S1 KB: *would probably hit him upside the head or smth* KB: If you don’t like the elephants, I don’t like the elephants. Imagine if he made them go away. You know what's inside them. RC: I actually like those elephants. They obviously have family values and this one’s good with money. Anyway … (NF adlibbed that so I hear)

Primates in africa near the diamond place? I can see that a 60mil gift? Ooh I like how Castle goes back & corrects himself

KB: That … is … surprisingly plausible. Remember when the "extra" covid vaccines were being "donated" to "poor countries" but it was just... corporate greed? But the shape of the gem would be stabbing her...?

Power couple lol

"that's where it is!" "it looks like the one you gave me" How can you tell the difference? Ohhhh it is a costume piece! A detective & maybe also a jeweller.

Not the cops, more likely the insurance company, except the insurance company has no record of the diamond bc if it did the cops probably would have found it

Ooh a penthouse! *leans on esposito* fixer is in a fix!

I love mr hawke. She didn't answer.

They were mugged-- they didn't call the cops they called hawke! Why though? Male mugger, not alice. Her boyf maybe?

Aight we got ryan looking normal again but esposito took off his jacket.

Yay tory ellis!

Remember Ethan Nestor lie detector "the hit was Kind of satisfying"

Fingerprints?

Edward Peters! Lab grown does not mean fake. It is the same process so it is still a mineral, even if the process is synthesized.

Diamonds are already not worth as much as ppl think.

No, gates would NOT let these two go in to do the interview.

Yep, cartels & profit & stuff like that.

Except that the carbon molecules are each different. Other than that yeah exactly the same.

Leo: Alice and I met when I was in Rwanda doing aid work. We were young and in love. And then one day soldiers came into the village, financed by the diamond cartel. We watched from the jungle as they slaughtered everyone. Casualties of a turn war for profit. That day changed me. I dedicated myself to stopping the cartel's bloody practices. It was a life I knew Alice couldn’t be a part of, but I never stopped loving her.

Leo: Two years ago stones started popping up in Europe and the Middle East. Flawless and being sold for millions. That’s when a gemologist friend of mine happened across a pair of them. He discovered that they were exactly the same. Nature doesn’t make exact copies.

Leo: They were man-made Yeah. I tried to trace them back to their source. All I knew was that they were coming out of the States. And then Alice called me, out of the blue. Said one of her clients, Steve Warner, had a secret.

Leo: Yes. Man-made diamonds are nothing new. But no one had ever produced this quality of gem before. Big and flawless. Soon diamond mines would be a relic of the past. Steve Warner’s technology could change everything. So I approached Warner. I begged him to make his technology available, but he denied he even had it. He was just using it to line his own pockets. The world needed to know and we needed proof.

Leo: yes the necklace. We knew that if we could just examine that stone that we could tie it back to the others. That we could show everyone what he was doing and they could all see that it was possible. Then … everyone would eventually unlock the code.

Leo: No more cartels. No more sponsored bloodshed. We were going to change the world. That night Alice had a plane standing by to take us to a private lab. But she never showed.

So alice happened to get these clients & was able to call her old boyfriend yay.

Worthless-ISH bro, you could still use them in sawblades.

Or you know... don't sell big diamonds, but cut them smaller & sell them normally or sell them to sawblade companies.

Hawke said the warrens didn't hire the clown team tho. No it was the wife! No! You had the gun with the safety off? even tho you only wanted to scare her?

She has her gun with her? in the middle of home?

RC: Now I know it doesn’t really go with the space, but at least it won’t be hungrily staring at you in the morning.

RC: No, I did. I did. I finished reading Alice’s book and there’s a chapter in there that speaks to couples like us. See, we’re both alphas. And it says that we need to define our shared territory together. (he gestures around him) These are pieces all over – these are all my stories. But the shells? That’s ours.

Castle playing lion sounds lol

Ok so that was fun. Good ep. I have about an hour until I need to leave. I'll start on the next one.

#castle 6x8 #castle 6x8 quote #the diamond episode #castle 6x8 spoilers

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

AAAHHHHH hey y'all 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Love my babeys :DD

AWW yeah a toast to Paul :DDD 🥰!!

Yeah you saved an innocent woman xD

Now most people probably don't need to have that rule lol but eh y'all are y'all XDD

WHOO yess you saved her and solved the case :DD 🥳🥰!!

Hmm yeah though why don't you look haoly about it?

AAAAAHHHHHHH CUDDLY TARLOS

Practically cuddly idc 😌😌

Anyway sorry continue lol

(themmm my babeys 🥰🥰🥰)

Hmm

Yeah surely there's gotta be something missing

Too much time left for just Tommy anyway XD

I mean yeah I do feel kinda bad for him :( :/

Oh hey bestie!

Fairrr xd

Hmm idk we know sus stuff is still gonna happen XD

Yess glad she said that bc I trust Owen enough so good thing they're on the same page xD

Ohh that's what it was lol

Hmm did she poison it 😬?

Did he o.o 😳?

Do nooot pour one out for him xdd 😭

Lookin sus girl

Uhh ohhh xdd

Hey again guys :D

Hmm

:O ay he got it!!

Hm her birthday?

OoO HE DID POISON IT DIDN'T HE

That's not an oooh btw lol that's a face xD

Uh oh uh oh uh oh 😬😬

Okay phew he answered before drinking it xD

UHHH OHHHH YEP

GIRL NO O.O

I knew she was gonna drink it xdd

But how do we get that shot of Owen falling then? Whatever more important things going on xD

UHH OHHHHH O.O DD:

OHHHH NOO

Okay yes good call 9-1-1 😬😬😬 :((

They'll probably get there sooner than you guys lol

I mean I'm assuming since you're calling xD

Anyway

AH (awh not aah) yes but you still have them!!

Okay okay good

Uh Oh 😬😳

Oohhh nooo

O.O OWEN NO

OWENNN

CORIWGNCMUSNLSPAM

But I mean to be fair he'll have more time still and I don't want her to die lol

AAAAAH tense 😬😬😬😳😭

AAAAHHHHHHH CAN WE TALK ABOUT CARLOS'S HAND ON TK'S BACK 😭😭😭🥰🥰❤️🥺🥺

Okay I'm paying attention I promise XDD I just love them a lot <33

😬😬😬😬😬 C'MONN OWENNN

Come on come on come onn 😬😬🥺

PHEW paramedics are here

Not liking the way your looking Owen xd 😬

Oh noo come on girly you can't still die after that 😬😬😭🥺

Come on come on come onnn

Aww TK talking to Owen 😭😭

I would say calling out to but that sounds a little too dramatic lol

Also hopefully they don't hear and think it's Owen xd just in case though say she again y'all xD

Ohh nooo 😬😬🥺

AYY PHEW yay she's alive :DD :'D

Uh ohhh Owen xdd

Y'all worry about him for a second 😭 xD

#9-1-1 lone star #911 lone star #oasis's 9-1-1 chatter

[mikedugans]

2005-2008 zuko/sokka fics bashed suki so hard but 2020 fics treat her like the goddess she is, character development we love to see it

#atla #let me tell you I don’t miss old fandom re: female characters #the bashing fics were out of control #a woman just had to enter a scene and the whole fandom would be like #hm idk she looks a little sus #and then we’d get fifty high school au fics with them as a catty mean girl #e x a u s t i n g

[your-daily-biaswrecking]

who am i ?

pairing: cyborg!Yoongi x human!girl

genre:  angst, smut, futuristic au

word count: 12.6k  |  reading time: 75 min

summary:  The job of a Personal Assistant is to serve their owner, even if the owner is treating them like shit. Yoongi doesn’t mind being used like that to satisfy the woman’s sexual desires, until her younger sister shows him some decency; treats him like a person; befriends and loves him. 

warnings: I honestly don't know if this is dom or switch yoongi but it's something, virgins, vaginal sex, yoongi's d is big, fingering f.receiving, finger sucking (yes this is a hand kink), biting, dirty talk, spanking, mentions of oral, swearing, fighting, mentions of abuse, a little dubious consent -not by the girl though (yoongi doesn't want it but at the same time he is programmed to want it so idk), mistreatment, objectification, ownership, mean sister?

This story is part of the Personal Assistants series. Each story of the series can be read as a stand-alone, but they all compliment one another.

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What do people usually do on their 20th birthdays? Or, at least, what did people use to do back when the landmark hadn't been defined by the legal age to own a cyborg? It's not the age of consent, it's not the age for drinking, or driving, or becoming an independent adult. Perhaps the 20th had always been kind of irrelevant, which is why the Personal Assistant companies chose that one. Now you can have something to look forward to as you get older.

Well, the people who are actually interested in sex robots and whatnot, that is. Because for someone like Sugar, the 20th birthday remained rather insignificant. Not that she had reached it yet to see for sure; she simply knew that she would never engage in the act of purchasing something like that. For many reasons. The most obvious one being that she could barely afford the tiny apartment she and her sister had to share if she wanted to attend university and buy food at the same time. Personal Assistants and cyborgs and the like were a commodity enjoyed only by the few. In any case, that was how it was back in 2112 when cyborgs were still rather fresh on the market.

Which is why the 18-year-old girl was so surprised when she saw what her sister was looking up on her computer. "A cyborg?" she squealed.

"Obviously," Candy answered while rolling her eyes. "You really thought I wouldn't get one now that I can?" She was scrolling around the options she was given by the website to order. A kind of "build your own" situation, picking out the skin color, the body type, and more.

"Now that you can?" Sugar mumbled with a raised eyebrow. "How? How are you going to afford this? Do you have any idea how-"

"I'm not stupid, Su!" she interrupted, whipping her head around to glare at her for just a second. "I'm not paying this with my own money." Then she looked back at her screen. "How tall do you say I should make him?"

But the younger girl kept gaping at her and the website. "You're gonna make our parents pay for your sex robot?"

Candy groaned, already tired of the conversation. "What do you take me for? Of course not. There are men out there who are more than willing to pay for it, Su. You're just too young to get that."

"What men?"

"Hm, I won't make him too tall," the girl mumbled to herself as she clicked on the 1,74 m. But she wasn't ignoring her little sister. "Men, Su. Idiots who want to give me a birthday gift with the promise that I'll make it look like them."

No matter what Candy thought of her, Sugar was not that young. Just because she didn't like to do the things that heathen was so used to, it didn't mean she was ignorant or innocent. She knew exactly what the woman meant. What she did in her free time, who she was friends with, what her interests revolved around. She knew, and if she didn't pay her any mind, it was because she didn't agree with it.

They may be sisters and both have sweet names, but the similarities between the two girls end there.

She leaned in closer, peaking at the screen out of pure curiosity. "So you're telling me you know someone who looks like a real-life, old anime character?"

Candy snorted, almost amused by the naivety displayed by the girl. "What do you think, halfwit?" Sugar cowered, taking a step back again. "I'm not actually going to make him look like the man, now am I? The guy is ugly, why would I want a sex toy who makes me wanna vomit?" She clicked away on her computer, going back and forth between the different lips she was considering, before choosing the softest looking ones. "What color hair are you thinking?"

The color of her sister's cyborg's hair was the last thing Sugar was occupying her mind with at that moment. But she still shook her head slightly and answered the first thing that she thought of. "Uh, I don't know... Brown?"

"Brown? Gosh, Su, why are you so boring?" She completely disregarded her, looking at the overwhelmingly big library of different colors. "Hm... I think I'm going to go with something mint-like."

Sugar couldn't care less. She didn't care what the cyborg looked like, she was more concerned with what having him around the place would be like. Would he be walking around like he paid rent, too? Or would he be switched off in a corner most of the time? She had never taken the time to consider whether having a personal assistant was like having a roommate, or a pet, a boyfriend, or pretty much the same as an automatic sweeper. Natural, since she would have never guessed she would be in a situation where she would have to find out.

And why did Candy even want one of those? It must have been all the hype, she must have felt like she was falling behind on the trend. It definitely wasn't because she was so lonely or bored she needed someone to keep her company; the girl was too "busy" to make an appearance at her own apartment most of the time.

She turned to leave the room when Candy called her. "Hey, look. What do you think?" she said as she turned the screen towards the younger one to present the image of what her cyborg was looking like so far.

"What's the point of even asking? It's not like you're going to listen to my opinion."

Candy laughed. "Aw, don't be so bitter about this, Su. You know I'd get you one, too... if you weren't still a baby." She was speaking words that sounded like she was sorry, but her smile looked anything but that.

"I don't want a cyborg," Sugar responded with what she wished was strength, but it came out too weak.

Her sister turned back to her computer to make the final touches, dismissing her with a motion of the head. "Good. Remember your words, 'cause I'm not letting you anywhere near mine."

The young girl rolled her eyes as hard as it could go when she finally left the small room and closed the door behind her. At that moment she would tell you that she didn't plan on it, that she didn't want anything to do with Candy's personal assistant. And, well, she wouldn't be lying. She simply couldn't predict her irresistible nosiness when the man was finally delivered to their place. She couldn't help but peek her head around the corner of Candy's room to witness the first time she would turn him on; she wanted to see what a cyborg looked like, what he sounded like, how he acted.

"Sugar, get out!" her sister yelled at her. "I need to be the only one here when he turns on. He needs to recognize me as his owner."

"Relax, I'm not trying to steal him from you," she scoffed. The cyborg was already half out of his box and she could see his side profile. And she ogled. The hair was indeed mint; very bright, too, falling over his forehead. He seemed to have a small, button nose that shined because of his smooth skin, and chubby cheeks. Sugar was actually quite surprised her sister had opted for such a soft-looking personal assistant. Her type usually spanned from men who looked like child abusers to men who looked like they were abused as children.

But no. That cyborg looked very cute.

Candy came all the way to the door to push Sugar's face out of it. "I said get out!"

And so the girl was left alone on the other side of the door. She puffed, considering minding her business for a second before her curiosity got the best of her, and she pressed her ear upon the wood. The sounds all came out muffled, and she couldn't quite figure out if he was on yet. Until she heard her sister giggle. She bit her lip, turning the knob as quietly as she could because she had to see, too! She was dying to see what the mint-haired boy was like when he was "alive".

She opened the door just enough for one eye to fit between the gap and look inside. The man was standing in front of Candy with his head tilted and what looked like a smile on his lips. His chest was moving, like he was breathing, his mouth opening leisurely to say something like he was thinking about it, one hand rubbing his collarbone like he was nervous... Sugar would have never been able to guess that this man wasn't a real human being. Perhaps the only giveaway would be how handsome he was; so handsome she would immediately doubt if he was real at all.

"Hi!" she burst out. Forgetting she was supposed to be spying. Forgetting she wasn't supposed to get so excited over a sex robot her sister had bought.

The man's head immediately whipped in her direction. Two small, brown eyebrows were lifted high, framing his thin, dark eyes that were wide due to the surprise of another voice being heard. His gaze found hers easily and, almost as if he had just seen an old, beloved friend, his whole face erupted in a sparkling grin.

"Hi!" he was quick to reply, matching her energy exactly, his cheeks turning a light pink. Toy-like teeth appearing behind his toy-like lips, a gummy smile that looked like it had been ordered by a kindergartener. "And who are you?"

Sugar gasped loudly. "His voice is so deep." And indeed it was, profound and husky, contrasting his cute appearance altogether. She tried to open the door more, tried to walk further in, when Candy was all over her again.

"Su! I said- get! Out!"

But the girl peered over the other's shoulder, doing her best to maintain the eye-contact. "Oh, I- I'm her sister. Nice to meet you!"

Just as she was shoved back outside, she managed to hear a "nice to meet you, too," before the door slammed in her face. And then was locked. She sighed, shaking her head and walking away. It's not like she had actually expected Candy to share or anything, so it was easy to go back to doing her own thing. Her spirit of inquiry never died out, however. The personal assistant had seemed more like a man than a cyborg -not that she had any source of comparison- and it was intriguing, to say the least. The more the older sister kept him in her bedroom, out of reach, turned off all day long, the more intrigued Sugar was.

"Why do you have him off all the time?" she asked her within the first couple of weeks, trying to catch a glimpse of the man before the door closed. "What's the point of even having him if you don't use him?"

But Candy laughed as she walked towards the kitchen to grab something to eat. "Oh, sweet, little Su. Of course I use him. I just don't invite you for a show every time I do, you know?" she mocked her.

For some reason, her words annoyed her more than usual. And it wasn't the treatment like she was stupid, she was used to that. Nor the reminder that she wasn't allowed to be anywhere near her cyborg. No, it was mostly the image of her with that darling, lovely-looking man. It was just so off-putting. It made her scrunch her nose up in disgust.

"Oh, I forgot my sunglasses," Candy mumbled with her mouth full. Then she looked at her. "Will you get them for me? They're on my desk."

She nodded. And not because she always listened to her older sister and helped her out- even when she was frustrating. But because she wasn't about to turn down a chance to sneak into her room and get another glance of the mint-haired boy. Up-close this time. He was standing by the closet across the desk with his eyes closed like he was sleeping. Sugar grabbed the glasses and dared take a few steps closer.

He was flawless. She couldn't think of any other person that was prettier than this man; not even anyone she could have seen in her dreams. He looked soft and squishy, his hair smooth and skin velvety. She got even closer, close enough to reach out a hand and carefully stroke his cheek. Feel him under her fingertips. Body cold but still so inviting. And she wanted to touch him more, thought about how unfair it was that he was wasted away locked in isolation and silence.

His eyes opened then.

"Ah!" she gasped, pulling away fast. But the man was quick enough to grab her hand.

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," he whispered. As though he knew what was happening was a secret. His voice at such a low frequency it was almost hard to hear.

"I-" Her voice was caught in her throat. How could it not, when his deep eyes were staring straight into hers, only a breath away? "I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Su?" Candy yelled from the kitchen.

Sugar bit her lip with force, her eyes threatening to pop off their sockets. And she shushed the personal assistant frantically, motioning for him with her hands and her face to keep quiet, to go back to sleep, whatever. And she ran back out with the sunglasses in her hands. Her sister did give her a side look, clearly for why it had taken her so long, but she didn't say anything. Just grabbed her glasses and was out of the front door.

She sighed in relief when she was left alone because alone was when she felt most at peace. But the moment didn't last too long. Right when she turned back around, she saw a head with mint hair peeking through the bedroom door. Two eyes looking at her, still, like he wasn't sure if he'd get in trouble if he moved. And she didn't know, either. She didn't know what to say, what to do. Should she tell him to go back and switch off again, as her sister would want? Or should she use this opportunity to explore more about this child of technology? And if she chose the latter, how was she even supposed to do that? How exactly are conversations with someone else's sex robot supposed to go?

"Hey," she finally said. Simple, but a good start nevertheless.

The boy blinked at her. "Hey," he mimicked.

And they were back to not knowing what to do. He hadn't moved at all, not to get out nor go back inside, just kept his eyes on her as if he was waiting for orders. Perhaps he was.

"Do you wanna come out?" Sugar whispered then.

He blinked again, his gaze falling on the front door. "Where did Candy go?"

"To her classes."

His posture was immediately fixed, standing up straight and opening the door wider, with nothing to hide, and after giving her a small smile, he walked out towards the living room. It made her realize that she wasn't the only one who was afraid of seeing him because of Candy. She didn't know what she must have told him in order to get him to appear so much more relaxed when she was away, but she was at least happy he was like that in front of her.

"You can sit on the couch if you want to," Sugar told him with a wave of her arm, knowing now what she needed to do: make him feel comfortable. He followed her proposal, sitting at the very edge, looking around. There wasn't anywhere else she could go, and she didn't want to stand over his head, so she decided to take the spot next to him. He didn't seem to mind.

"So, you live here all the time?" he asked her after he had inspected the room enough and he decided to turn his attention back on her.

It was kind of sad, how he had been closed off in that tiny bedroom all this time, so much so that he didn't even know who else lived in the house. It didn't seem to be one of his concerns, however. But then again, he was probably programmed to just follow his owner's orders, not to have his own opinion on things.

When she nodded to his question, he had another one for her. "And your name is Su?"

She chuckled. "No, no... It's Sugar. Candy is just too lazy to speak two whole syllables."

The man laughed. It was a beautiful sound, light and shy, and it seemed to tickle her skin. His cute smile on display again. It made her feel more at ease, too.

"She doesn't like names in general, does she?" he mumbled as his laugh died out slowly. And at that moment she realized she didn't know his name. Well, she knew his industrial name, had seen it on his package when he had first arrived: U-N71. But Candy always called him cyborg, or robot, or something like that.

"What does she call you?" she asked him. He had to have a proper name.

"U," he simply said.

She wasn't sure she got it right. "Yoon?"

"No, just U." His lips pressed together until his mouth had formed a straight line. It looked like he had to smile but didn't want to.

Sugar frowned at the boy. She tried to remember the few times she had heard her sister call him. A few "hey you, switch off," or "You stay in there." And it made her face pale.

"Do you mean Yoo as is the pronoun or the letter of the alphabet?" she asked him.

The boy turned his eyes to the side as he thought about the question, and then just shrugged. He shook his head, too, when the girl was still looking at him for an answer.

She exhaled loudly, not believing her sister's actions. She hadn't given her personal assistant a name! Sure, she didn't actually see him as a person, just a possession, but still, naming your cyborg is common knowledge. Even if you see him as a robot, as a pet, as whatever, how can you not have a name for him? Can you call someone a man, before you can call him a person? And can someone be a person without a name?

"I thought she was calling you Yoon!" she said exasperated enough. "You know, like, because of the first two letters on your industrial name." But no. Not only had Candy not even bothered to come up with a real, human name, she hadn't even bothered to call him by his code.

"Ah," the boy simply said. "Maybe that is what she's doing." Of course he was trying to excuse her, he probably didn't know how to do anything else. But he didn't have to do that in front of her sister; she already knew her better than anyone ever would. Which is why she knew that's not what she was doing. It was so obvious, she should have realized earlier; just because she had seen that code on that package and thought of a name for it, it didn't mean that Candy did the same.

"I actually thought your name was Yoongi," Sugar murmured, more to herself. But the machine-packed being could pick up even the softest words with no problem.

He frowned and then grinned at her. "Yoongi? Why?"

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes. "Isn't that what your code says? U-Ngi?"

And then the boy laughed even harder. She didn't understand what was going on at first, felt like she was being made fun of. But he waved his hands around, almost like he was trying to shoo away any concerns of hers. And then they landed on her lap, trying to hold her. "Those are the numbers seven and one, not the Korean letter 기."

Sugar's whole face burned in embarrassment. "Oh-" How had she made such a mistake? She pulled away, a need to hide from his eyes and his touch overwhelming her. Or hide in general.

"I like it." His voice was low, reassuring. It immediately calmed her down. So she looked at him, and he was giving her a sweet smile. "Yoongi... I like it." The more he spoke, the more the heat all over her face became friendlier. "You should call me that from now on."

That last part of his sentence made her smile. Because it was an implication, a promise even, that the two of them would get to talk more. From then on.

And so it was. Sugar wasn't afraid to switch Yoongi on when she found herself home alone anymore. And it seemed all Yoongi did was wait for those moments, too. The moments he would be allowed to hang around outside the room, the moments he would be able to talk to a friend, moments he would spend with her. In the beginning, Sugar didn't understand why anyone would ever buy something like that, but it was becoming increasingly easier to. Perhaps she couldn't understand it from Candy's point of view -perhaps she never would- but having Yoongi in the house certainly didn't feel weird anymore. It even felt very necessary; someone to be herself around the way she couldn't around her own blood relative.

Candy wasn't using Yoongi that often after a couple more months, probably having gotten used to him already. But that also meant she wasn't as strict when it came to keeping him all to herself. Like she didn't care that much anymore. Sometimes she forgot to turn him off and let him wander. Sometimes she didn't even yell at Sugar for talking to him. And oftentimes she didn't even come back home to see either of them. That didn't mean she was treating him any better (like a person and not an object, for example) but it at least meant that there was more room for the younger girl and the cyborg to exist together, as people, alone.

But the older woman still got mad when she would take note of it.

"Sugar!" she yelled when she walked through the front door one day to find the two of them giggling on the couch. See, they had gotten a little too slack, not even checking the clock to hide away when Candy was supposed to come home. Conversation between the two being so easy that time became an illusion.

Sugar popped up immediately. "We were cooking," she offered the practiced excuse without missing a heartbeat. "I turned him on to help me cook. The food is-"

"He is not a cook, Su!"

Yoongi gulped. "Actually, I can do anything-"

"What have I told you about touching my things?" Candy scolded her sister, not satisfied and completely ignoring the personal assistant. Like he wasn't even in the room.

"Your things?" the girl mumbled. She could feel Yoongi's eyes boring at the back of her head as she took a deep breath. "He's not a thing."

"Whatever." Her sister just rolled her eyes, dropping her bag on the floor in order to take her jacket off. Then she leaned to look at Yoongi, finally acknowledging his presence. "You, go into my room and switch off." The man, still seated, didn't move or say anything right away. He just glanced at Sugar as if he was trying to figure out what to do. "What are you looking at her for? I'm your owner," Candy exclaimed. "Now go."

He didn't dare look up again; just lowered his head and walked into the bedroom. The image alone boiled Sugar's blood. She had gotten used to seeing the man smile, and the grumpy face didn't suit him at all. How Candy had managed to get him to look miserable any time she was around, it all made her head spin with anger.

"I don't understand why you're so obsessed with me not being around him," she spat out, crossing her arms over her chest.

"And I don't understand why you want to be around him in the first place," her sister countered, walking right past her. "He's my sex robot, Su. If I had a vibrator, would you hang out with that, too?"

She gasped. "That's different," she quickly argued. "And you know it!"

"No, I don't see much difference."

It shouldn't surprise her that much; Candy had displayed just how she felt about Yoongi from the very beginning. She liked him, but only as much as she liked her purses, too, for example. And she only treated him right as far as she'd also try to keep her shoes clean.  It wasn't just that she refused to see the humaneness in him, but even when it was there, apparent -in his giggles, his ideas, his shyness, or his relish of the little things- the woman was quick to shut it all out. And if Yoongi seemed to be more humane around Sugar, it was like a reminder to take that away from them.

But Sugar could never see it like that. What her older sister called naivety and immaturity, was simple empathy in her eyes. She couldn't not show humanity to someone who seemed so human. And no, not even the way you would be compassionate to a dog or any other living thing; it was more than that. Sugar liked Yoongi more than she liked her sister. In her eyes, Yoongi was so much more of a person deserving of respect than Candy.

And if everything else about him wasn't enough to prove that, it definitely was enough evidence when he cared about Sugar more than his actual owner. Even though something like that would go directly against his protocol, it was undeniable that Yoongi liked Sugar just as much as she did. Undeniable in the way he always made sure she ate well and was dressed properly before leaving the house. Undeniable in the way he listened to her suggestions more than her sister's orders. In the way he carried her to bed when she fell asleep on the couch and did things for her without being told to.

Candy couldn't even care enough to notice. She was probably too "busy" again with this and that, or more accurately, him and them, to even realize that Yoongi and Sugar spent so much time together. She probably just thought her personal assistant was off all the time she wasn't there. And she especially didn't care what happened to him when she had visitors over. Usually, she just let him stay in Sugar's room to hide him away, thinking he would be turned off the entire time.

Needless to say, he wasn't.

"He's not her boyfriend," Sugar felt the need to clarify when she noticed Yoongi was keeping quiet, looking around nervously, probably paying attention to the sounds that came from the thin walls of the other bedroom.

"Oh, is he not?" he whispered back.

"No, I mean, they never last more than a month." He hummed in reply and then stayed silent. The conversation, or lack thereof, was awkward. A feeling that was rarely felt between the two of them. But she thought she could understand why he was bashful. "Are you jealous?" she asked.

Yoongi looked at her with wide eyes, not having expected the question. "Why would I be?"

"Because she has a boy over even though she has you."

"No," he answered quickly. Like he didn't need any moment longer to think. "I prefer being here. With you."

His words almost made her choke. They were undisguised and unhesitating. And his stare was just the same. The room suddenly felt too small for both of them, like the air was getting thin or the heat was rising; she wasn't sure what it was. But the fact that they were both sitting there, on one bed, keeping as much distance between them as they were allowed and just looking at each other... It felt peculiar. And she didn't know whether getting closer or farther away would solve the problem.

"I just thought-" she tried mumbling, "-because you were..."

"She is not the one I was thinking about," Yoongi said matter-of-factly. Still staring unblinkingly.

At that moment she realized she had read his stance all wrong; he wasn't shy or uncomfortable. Quite the opposite. Yoongi meant it when he said he preferred being there; he would choose being in that tiny room over anywhere else in the world. The only reason he was being so clammed up was that this was all he was able to think about; how much he liked being there with her. And he was struggling with keeping it to himself.

The mint-haired personal assistant was only thinking about this young girl instead of his master.

"Shouldn't you?" Sugar asked in regards to his response, trying to avoid the implications because she didn't know how to deal with them. "She's your owner, after all."

"Yeah," Yoongi mumbled, breaking eye-contact for the first time in order to fidget. He hummed as he thought about what to say, his voice rumbling at the back of his throat. "But you are, too. In a way."

She frowned. "I'm not."

"You're the one who named me."

Her frown deepened. The notion that Yoongi had perhaps gotten confused as to who exactly he belonged to had never crossed her mind. And that was because it was probably not true. He knew exactly how the situation was; giving him a name didn't change the actual logistics of a personal assistant. No, what he had said was more about who he chose to accept as his owner. Against the rules.

"Can you even have two owners at the same time?" Sugar whispered after she cleared her throat to relieve some of the tension that was building up inside of her. Falling for his words and indulging both of their imaginations for a moment.

Yoongi straightened his back, raising his head to look at her again. He was giving her that straight line smile again, hands still fidgeting with his pants and anything else within reach. "I wouldn't mind serving two people." He said it so low it almost felt like a mishearing. "It's not against any rules."

No, Sugar wasn't lying when she had said that she didn't want a cyborg. And she wasn't lying when she had said she wasn't interested in stealing Yoongi from her sister. But right then, if she tried to say that his words didn't immediately fill her chest with an odd feeling of hope she couldn't recognize, she would be lying.

"Really?" she rasped, her face blank as she stared at the man with her fingers tickling. She had never been so aware of his presence before. So aware of his breath coming out a little ruffled, his bright hair falling over his intense eyes, his exposed neck, his strong arms close to her. The curve of his lips. His whole body.

To put it plainly, she had never felt such a strong urge to kiss him.

"But I can't be yours," Yoongi spoke before she had the chance to sort her running mind and decide to do something stupid. He pressed his lips together and took a deep breath- she couldn't know if it was to control his own thoughts or make the rejection somewhat more bearable. But it did seem like he was speaking as more of a reminder to himself. "Because you need to be 20 or older to have a personal assistant."

"Right," Sugar mouthed, her shoulders slumping and whatever feeling was growing inside of her left her body in the form of a long sigh. "I still have a few months to go for that." About seven to be exact, since it had been almost a year since the man first entered their lives. "So you can't, like, at all? You're not allowed?"

"It is something that is impossible for me to go against."

"Right, of course." She wasn't even sure why she asked. This wasn't her personal assistant, she shouldn't even be asking things like that. "Not that- not that I wanted to- I wasn't asking because I-" Her face was beginning to warm up and it felt like there was nowhere to escape from Yoongi's gaze. He was just staring, waiting to hear what he probably really wanted to, but she would never admit.

The bedroom door next to hers opened, and they heard Candy sending her company off for the night. Sugar didn't even have to say anything for Yoongi to know what he had to do; he rushed to the corner of the room and closed his eyes- she didn't know if he actually switched off or was just acting like it. Two seconds later the door next to him opened without even a knock as a warning. Even though she was expecting it, Sugar still jumped a little as if she had been caught red-handed. As if her sister would be able to read her mind, see her blush, or hear her racing heart as evidence of something that hadn't even happened. Something that she was just guilty of thinking about.

"What are you doing?" she asked her with a gesture. She was just in her underwear, not shy to appear like that in front of her sister.

Sugar bit her lip, looking around to see if she had anything close-by that she could pretend was what she was occupying herself with, but there was nothing. "I was just about to go to sleep," she said then, picking up the covers to lie under. Candy's eyes fell on Yoongi, looking at him as if she was suspicious of something. "Did your friend leave?" Sugar asked to cover the silence and get her mind off.

"Yes. I'm gonna grab him now-" she replied as she took Yoongi by the collar, "-you know, to finish what that useless moron couldn't." She snapped his fingers in front of his closed eyes. "Hey, robot. Wake up." It was almost sad that Yoongi knew when he was being called on even when she wasn't saying his name; he opened his eyes and greeted her. "Come on, let's go." She pulled his collar until he was walking right behind her.

Sugar forced a smile, along with a fake chuckle. "Great. Have fun! Goodnight." Candy didn't bother saying anything back as she left the room, but just as the door was closing Sugar was able to catch a glimpse of Yoongi's eyes over his shoulder. Wide eyes with a frown.

Well, there was nothing she could do about that. Even if he didn't want to leave. Even if she didn't want him to, either. Right after she heard the other bedroom door close, Sugar grabbed her pillow and screamed into it as silently as she could, yet still releasing all the frustration she had. She screamed and cried and howled while punching her pillow and her wall and herself. She hated all of it. The fact that Candy was a straight-up bitch, the fact that Yoongi was a cyborg who had to follow orders, the fact that her sister could do anything she wanted with him and she couldn't even talk to him freely, always whispering, always hiding away. She hated that Yoongi wasn't hers. And she hated that she couldn't control time to make herself 20 years old faster.

Time is ruthless. It never yields to anyone's pleas, no matter how desperate. It always goes by excruciatingly slow, or alarmingly fast; always doing the exact opposite of what you need it to do. Like it's laughing right in your face for wishing the universe to be different. As if someone as small and insignificant as you could ever tempt time itself to do you a favor. But sometimes -just sometimes- external things work so as not to control time, but perhaps make the time you must pass, be at the very least pleasant.

That was the case when Candy found herself an assistantship in a hospital that she had to take if she wanted to graduate. And that took up more or less 10 hours of her day, and it would last 6 months. Which meant, basically, that Sugar and Yoongi could truly enjoy each other's company for the first time. And so time went by a little easier. Everything was a little easier with him by her side.

It still was just a distraction, however. No matter how many movies they watched together, how many meals they cooked, how many games they played, how many cuddles they shared... It was still hard to part in the evening. It still made Sugar roll around her bed in exasperation, unable to sleep, because her man was next door instead of in her arms. Some nights he would be able to escape and he would sneak into her room to see her. And he held her not in the way he wanted to, but in the only way he was allowed to.

And Sugar was just counting down the days for her birthday. She wasn't sure what it would mean, how things would change- if they changed at all. But she could tell Yoongi was counting down the minutes, too, so she thought perhaps that meant something.

There used to be a time when she thought there would be nothing consequential about that day of her life. Yet there she was, waking up with the brightest smiles on her face that one morning. And running to find the man switched off with her hands slightly trembling.

"Good morning, Yoongi," she whispered to him, fingers grazing his cheek. He always looked so good, but for some reason, at that moment he managed to look even better. So much so Sugar was struggling to control her urges, even when she wasn't exactly sure what they were.

"Good morning, my Sugar," Yoongi rasped before he even opened his eyes. When he did, he grinned as if he was beholding your beauty for the very first time.

The girl bit her lip, trying to hide her similar expression, even though there was no need. "It's my birthday today."

Of course, he knew that already. "You turn 20?" He knew that, too, but he still asked like he was trying to believe it, to make sure it wasn't a dream. But Sugar nodded frantically, chuckling a little. "And where's Candy?"

"At work."

Yoongi let out a breath with a hint of a chuckle, nodding a little, as he took a moment to appreciate his eyes wandering all over her. And then he held her face with both hands and crushed his lips on hers. Lips just as soft as she had always imagined. Tongue even softer as it caressed her own. But he didn't stop there, pressing on her in a need to get as close as possible, until she stumbled back and her body was flushed against the wall. She moaned into the kiss, arms traveling up to wrap around his neck, hands grabbing him by the nape and by the hair. And the torture they had both been on for the past year and a half was over. Kissing him like that was all she had ever needed.

"Wait," Sugar said, out of breath, when he released her mouth long enough to kiss down her neck. "Isn't this wrong? Doesn't it go against your protocol?" Because even though she was 20 now, he was still her sister's personal assistant. And personal assistants were supposed to be the most loyal.

"Oh, very much so, yes," Yoongi laughed and went right back to kissing her. Because he couldn't care less. He was able to kiss her and that was all that mattered.

It all became too heated too fast, as he had her pinned on that wall, grabbing her thighs so that she could straddle his waist, his hard-on straining his pants and pressing on her in a way it made her stomach clench. It wasn't even surprising when they had waited for this for so long; neither was interested in taking their time. Before you knew it, he was carrying her to her bedroom and on that bed, undressing her eagerly. Only pausing to admire her semi-naked body under him and the blush on her cheeks.

"Is this your first time?" he asked sweetly, a hand stroking her arm in a reassuring way. Because he needed to know how he should act for her.

"Uh..." Sugar hesitated, not having expected a conversation about it. "I guess it depends on how much we're talking about doing."

"Everything," he stated as he took his t-shirt off with a casual move. He licked his lips, leaning closer to her face to inspect her reaction. "You don't understand how long I've waited for this, Sugar. I'm going to give you everything I can right now."

"Oh," she gulped, squirming a bit around. Not that his words scared her or anything; on the contrary, they turned her on so much. But Yoongi still held her gently, kissing her slow and steadily.

"Don't worry," he whispered against her lips. "Don't be nervous. It's my first time, too."

Sugar pulled away abruptly. "What?" she called out, looking at him with wide eyes.

Yoongi looked at her with his classic smile with his lips pressed together, his chubby cheeks poking out further. He knew exactly why she was confused. With a side look and a sigh, he murmured his explanation. "Candy only uses me for oral."

But that still didn't add up. "What?" How was something like that possible? Sugar had been dying to get her hands on him, dying to do everything her mind could come up with to him. And the girl that had the chance to have him all this time didn't even take full advantage of that privilege? It was so unbelievable it almost hurt her mind to think about it.

And Yoongi shrugged his shoulders a bit, looking down like he was suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. "I don't know," he muttered. "I guess it was all she wanted me for? I mean, she did order me with custom-made tongue technology and fingers..." He looked at his hands with a sad expression. Probably thinking that admitting this would make Sugar see him in a lesser way.

But something like that would never happen. She grabbed the hand he was inspecting and brought it close to her face. "Your fingers are very pretty, baby," she whispered, reassuring him that she liked him just how he was built. She pressed a kiss on his knuckles before she made eye-contact and slipped his index and middle fingers in her mouth.

Yoongi gasped at the feeling. "Oh, that feels nice." He pushed them further in, letting her wet them and suck on them earnestly, as he made quick work of ribbing her panties. Sugar's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she moaned around his digits when she felt his free hand land on her center. Rubbing her hard. Getting right to the point.

She released him from her mouth with a pop and Yoongi immediately brought that hand down, too, helping with the slick to slip on her clit more easily. He watched her face contort with pleasure, seemingly not being able to get enough. He still couldn't believe that it was her moaning his name under him instead of his owner. Of all the times he was thinking about this exact thing, he could have never guessed it would be so amazing.

"Sugar, tell me what you want," he asked then. Still needing orders to function properly. "Do you want my fingers? My mouth? What do you want me to do for you?"

The girl whined, her body arching to grind on his touch, legs trembling a little. "I want to do whatever you want, baby," she moaned. With some effort, she managed to focus her eyes on his and she kissed him deeply, almost getting lost like that again. Then she pulled away to take a breath. "I don't want you to work for just my pleasure, Yoongi. What do you want to do?"

He stopped. And for a second she thought she had said something wrong. But then he grabbed her face with both hands to swallow her lips up as he moaned in the kiss. "I want to fuck you," he admitted with a whine. "I want to fuck you so hard, but I'm scared of hurting you."

She was quick to shake her head. "No, no, please," she whined, griding once again up to him and this time pressing her naked pussy on his clothed boner. "Please do it for me."

His hand flew to his crotch, grabbing himself through his sweatpants. And he was ready to free his cock and plunge it straight into her, when he drew back all of a sudden. "Oh, shit, I forgot-" he cursed. His fingers found her core again, and with just a hint of hesitation, he pushed one past her folds. His hand shook a bit as he started to thrust in and out of her as if he wasn't sure he was doing it right. Sure, he was literally made for this, but something was messing with his head and he wasn't acting out of some premeditated directions. All he knew right then was how much he wanted to feel those hot, wet walls of hers engulf his dick entirely, and he barely even noticed anything else that was going on.

But those fingers were just as good as they looked; they had Sugar gasping for air in such little time, even she couldn't get herself to the edge so fast during all those times she had tried to alleviate the need for this mint-haired man on her own. "Yoongi! Yoongi!" she was whining, again and again, trying to get his attention since he seemed to have fallen into a trance. She bit down on his neck, hard enough to get him to shout. "Please, Yoongi, no more of that. Just fuck me already. Please, I've already waited for so long."

He frowned at her, his fingers drilling deeper inside her, causing her mouth to drop open. "I need to stretch you out, little one," he explained in a low tone. "This is your first time and I'm nothing easy to handle."

But she wasn't satisfied with his answer. She bit down his shoulder this time, making him hiss until he had to pull her hair to get her off him. "I said fuck me right now!" she demanded.

Yoongi's gaze turned darker. "Fine," he budged, clearly unable to say no to her. Retrieving his fingers and his whole body, he pushed his sweatpants down until his dick was revealed. And that's when Sugar realized what he meant; it wasn't too long but it was definitely very thick, with a big head that was fuming pink and dripping. "Is this what you want?" he asked with a smirk when he noticed her stunned reaction.

But she nodded immediately, licking her lips. It didn't scare her one bit. In fact, it made her stomach clench harder, her pussy walls pulsing around nothing. "Yes, please."

Yoongi chuckled. He pinned her legs away, making room for him to settle right in front of her entrance more comfortably. "Alright. You should tell me if it hurts." And then he slowly pushed his tip inside.

Sugar was already moaning, but he could tell by her heartbeat that it was only from pleasure. He paused, letting her get used to his girth, no matter how much he just wanted to start thrusting already. Then he offered up his fingers to her mouth again, letting her suck on them and taste herself to hush her a bit as he gradually dipped further in. And he worried about what she was thinking of when he manage to bottom out, when she was crying around his fingers.

"God," she whined and Yoongi was ready to pull out and hold her softly. "Oh, God, it feels so good."

"Does it hurt?"

"Only a little." Her body squirmed beneath him. "Please move."

But when he did, she was screaming again, and he halted. "Are you okay? Do you want to stop?"

"No!" she groaned, moving her body around to try and get some friction. "No, stop stopping! It's worse when you're not moving."

"Ah..." Yoongi breathed. But he followed her words like orders; giving her swallow thrusts at first, slowly, and then picking up the pace when her sobs began to sound less like pain and more like a thrill. After that, it was hard to tell exactly what he was doing, completely lost in the feeling. Sugar was sucking on his fingers again and all he could think about was how he couldn't wait to fuck her mouth next. After making her cum as many times as she asked for, of course.

Which were a lot. The girl couldn't have enough of his dick inside her, already addicted from the first time he rubbed her just the right way to make her building orgasm snap, gushing her juices all around him. Which they both agreed was the best feeling ever. If he pressed a hand on her belly he could feel just what spot he was hitting inside of her, and it had him cursing under his breath. Still unable to believe he was fucking this girl just like he wanted to.

He turned her around without a warning. Had her on her knees and elbows as he stroked her ass with a smirk. "You like my dick inside you, little one?" he asked.

"So much," Sugar moaned, pushing back on him because she already missed him.

Yoongi smacked her right asscheek sharply, making her gasp, her heartbeat instantly picking up, betraying how much she liked the feeling. It made him smirk. "Do you want to feel more of it?"

And she nodded fast. "Yes! Yes, give it to me." Her voice was straining with want. He spanked her once more before he thrust back into her, hitting spots he couldn't before, making her scream out and hold onto the bedframe. The new position not only allowed Yoongi to drive deeper inside her but also gave him the freedom to move faster. He fucked her like that until her arms and legs were too weak to hold her weight. Then he fucked her some more while she just lay there. And when the hours had passed and he had made sure she was completely satisfied, he asked for permission to finish in her mouth.

Such a sweet mouth. He loved seeing it covered in his cum.

"Happy birthday, baby," he told her when he cuddled into her, for as long as they had left.

It didn't matter how long they had left, though. It felt like they had all the time in the world from then on. They could enjoy each other to their fullest every day, any time they were alone. She could ride him on the couch while they were supposed to be watching a movie. He could fuck her in the shower or on the kitchen counter when she tried to do anything other than giving him attention. She could sit on his face after a tiring day. He could spank her when she was acting bratty.

All in secret. All hurriedly, only at specific times, against all the rules.

Candy didn't notice anything different. Not even when she was done with work and spent more hours at home. She never noticed how they stole quick kisses when she wasn't looking, or how Yoongi sneaked out of her room to go sleep in Sugar's arms. She still used him every now and then, pretty rarely at that point, and the man would always go find Sugar afterward with a pout. Begging to hold her tight because he didn't want her sister to be the last thing on him before he switches off for the night.

"She may be the owner of my body, but I hope you know that you're the owner of my heart," he told her, again and again. And she knew.

Perhaps Candy hadn't noticed what exactly had changed, but she had definitely realized things weren't the same anymore. And for that, she took it out on everyone, since she couldn't pinpoint what was bothering her. She was meaner to Sugar, treated Yoongi even more like he barely existed enough to be able to hear her, and even unsuspecting passerbys of her life got to struggle with her unstable moods. Sometimes she disappeared for days on end; sometimes she didn't leave her room at all.

But the moment it all crossed a line for Sugar was the day she got back from her classes to find the house quiet.

"Candy?" she asked first, like she always did, to check the territory. But she had no response. "Yoon- Yoongi, oh my god!" she exclaimed when she saw the cyborg on the floor of her sister's room. She ran to him, dropping to her knees right in front of him to look better at his injured face dripping blood. "Are you okay?" she shrieked, holding his head strongly, trying to assess the damage. "What happened? Did Candy do this to you?"

Yoongi groaned, trying to escape her hold, trying to look away in order to hide his wound. "It's fine," he rasped, a hand wrapping around her wrist.

That just meant she was right. It made her shake from anger; anger at her sister for laying a hand on this man, anger at Yoongi for still defending her, anger at herself for being away and allowing something like that to happen. But she couldn't understand why. Sure, Candy had never displayed proper handling of her personal assistant, but hitting him seemed like an extreme, even for her. She never even hit Sugar. But perhaps that was because she saw her as a human being.

"Why did she do this? Did she find out about us?"

Yoongi shook his head, his face scrunching up as he still tried to hide away from her gaze and her care. "No, no..." he explained. "She didn't mean to, it was an accident."

"What accident?" Sugar wasn't believing him. "Where is she now then?"

"She just wasn't in a good mood and I- I made a mistake, it was my fault. I'm sure she didn't want to really do this."

But she still wasn't buying it. There was no way it was his fault. "What mistake?" What could he possibly have done to warrant this kind of behavior? She was certain it was all bullshit.

But Yoongi still shook his head. "It's fine, Sugar. You know cyborgs don't feel pain."

"Oh, shut up."

She took care of him, physically and mentally. Because maybe the bloody nose and couple of bruises weren't something too big to fuss over, but the trauma of your owner being violent to you had to be. And it was Sugar's job to fix that. It was her job to hold him close and remind him how loved he was. How great he was. How he was the best thing in her life.

The sister didn't show up for days again. Perhaps because she knew she would get a serious scolding if she did. Or perhaps that didn't even cross her mind, she was just busy doing her own thing. That seemed more likely; hurting Yoongi had probably never even occurred to her was wrong.

"What the hell, Candy?" Sugar yelled at her when she found her on her computer again one day. "Where the hell have you been?"

The woman didn't even bother looking up. "What do you care?"

The girl growled under her breath. "What did you do to your personal assistant, huh?" Yoongi was switched off, in the corner. "You know you can't hit him."

Candy rolled her eyes, groaning in irritation. "What is your issue here, Su? He's mine, I can do whatever I want with him."

"No!" she cried. "That's not-"

"He's too old, anyway," she interrupted. "He barely even works properly anymore."

The words made Sugar stammer, blinking at the older woman while she tried to wrap her head around what she had just heard. "What? What do you mean by old? He's not even 3 yet."

"Su!" she called out louder, as though the volume of her voice would get her to understand better her pointless view. "He is such an old model, I think I need to get a new one."

Sugar just gaped at her. Truly, at that point, how could she still get shocked by her sister's behavior? Wasn't it obvious enough already that she only viewed Yoongi as a device? A gadget that was in fashion before, but the trend had already evolved. And so Candy had no use of him anymore.

"You're-" the girl gulped, still trying to control herself and understand what was happening, as her hands trembled in the effort. "You're telling me you'll buy a new personal assistant?"

With just a quick move, that website was pulled at the front of the screen then. She had already been looking around. "Well, I have to. Don't I?"

"And what about the one you already have?"

She just shrugged her shoulders casually. "I guess I'll throw him away."

Sugar jumped. "What? No! You can't do that!"

But the sister just waved her arm around, annoyed. "Ah, Su! I already told you, he doesn't even work right. I might be able to get some money out of him, but I don't know."

"Candy, you can't!" she kept yelling.

And she kept ignoring her. "Do you think he can be recycled?"

The word hit her like a punch in the stomach. Frantic, she grabbed her by the shoulder to turn her abruptly around and demand her attention. "God damnit, Candy! You- you can't just throw him away. He is not a thing that you can just get rid of. He is not your fucking vibrator and you can just get a new one when you're bored. He is a human being! I mean- I mean not exactly, but he is a person. And if you want to get another one so bad, fine, do it. But just let Yoongi stay. Don't fucking throw him away like he's nothing. Let me have him. If you don't want him anymore, I can have him!"

Sugar was left panting, glaring at an open-mouth Candy. The longer she stayed silent, however, the more she regretted her words, knowing instantly that blowing up on her was a mistake that would soon haunt her. She could tell just by the way her sister's eyes narrowed like she was killing her in her mind.

"Who?" she finally said in a high-pitched voice. "Yoongi who, bitch? You named him?"

Of course. Came back to bite her right away. Sugar stuttered, not sure how to fix that mistake. "I-"

"You fucking bitch," Candy said with a sinister laugh. "I knew it. I knew you liked that fucking cyborg."

Her eyes ran to the man in question, wishing he could help her. But he would probably be unable to go against his owner, anyway. "No, I- I don't like him," she tried to lie. "It's just that-"

"No, because you're always all over my stuff!" Candy ranted. "You just want what's mine, Su, you always have. And you can't mind your own fucking business for once."

"I don't want your stuff! He's not stuff, that's what I'm trying to-"

"Oh, please," she scoffed. "You don't give a fuck about cyborgs. You're just jealous he's mine and not yours and you're trying to get back at me."

Sugar's whole body was vibrating. "No, you fucking bitch! I don't want your stuff. Go ahead and get a new fucking cyborg if you want to. I want Yoongi, okay? Just don't throw Yoongi away."

She laughed in her face. "And what? Let you fuck my sex robot? I don't think so!"

"Too late for that!"

She knew she shouldn't have said it. It really had slipped her mouth before she even realized what she had done. But it certainly worked; it made Candy shut up completely. Though it also made Sugar fear for her life. Hers and Yoongi's. The woman was just staring at her, obviously trying to grasp the extent of the younger's words. When had it happened? How long had it been happening for? Exactly how much had her own sister and her personal assistant been mocking her, deceiving her, backstabbing her?

Without another word and just a death glare on her face, Candy picked up her phone to type away. Which confused Sugar at first.

"Wha- what are you doing?"

But then she started talking to whoever was on the other side of the line. "Hey, what's up? Yeah, so, remember the personal assistant I was telling you about? Could you come to get him, like, tomorrow, maybe? Yeah? Cool, thanks, dude. See you."

She was stunned. She couldn't, no, she refused to believe what was happening. Even though she knew very well that Candy was capable of the absolute worst, she held on to that single shred of hope that this was all a joke. A sick gag to mess with her. Shaking her head, begging of her.

But her sister just gave her a smug look. A look of revenge. "Best case scenario he gets reset and sent into a brothel," she taunted. "Maybe then you can visit him sometime."

There were so many feelings running through Sugar at that moment, that her mind couldn't decide which to display. And so she froze. She wanted to scream, cry, fight, murder. She ended up doing the second one; closing herself off in her bedroom and sobbing until it was hurting her chest and she thought she would die of heartache. She didn't know what else to do, she didn't know how to fix this. Candy was staying next to Yoongi like she was guarding him, and in less than 24 hours she would give him up to his end. And even if Sugar wanted to find a way to save him -run away with him, change Candy's mind, set him free somehow- there didn't seem to be a plan that could work properly.

Or at least a plan with no faults.

It was when the sky had started to get a dull blue, a little bright, at around 5 am that morning after Sugar had spent all night weeping, and thinking, and failing, when she reached a point that there was nothing left inside of her to get out. An expressionless face, an almost apathy to whatever was going to happen next. She opened her sister's door, quiet as a mouse, pulling Yoongi out successfully without waking her up. And she didn't hesitate to steal him, get him in the other's car to drive him as far away as she could get before the sun was totally up and there was no more foggy twilight to conceal them in their illicit activity.

But she knew very well that she couldn't just keep going, forever. Not when Yoongi was still Candy's personal assistant. He would always go back for his owner- he was unable to do otherwise.

They stopped under a tiny bridge in the middle of a field. He was a little confused as to why, but Sugar made him get out. She avoided his eyes in fear of breaking her strong facade in front of him and giving her plan away.

"So, what happens now?" he asked and she couldn't ignore him.

She was looking down at their feet, fidgetting around as she cleared her throat to try and sound more certain about what she was about to say. "I'll let you go. You will leave now, I'm sure you'll be able to survive on your own. You are a very capable guy." All of that was true.

Yoongi was trying to catch her eyes, her off-beat heart making him wonder whether she was acting like that because she was nervous or because of some other reason. "What about Candy?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I'll just tell her you heard our conversation and escaped. She might not believe me- she probably won't. But you don't have to worry about that, I'll be alright." She couldn't help but glance at him. But the way he was looking at her, with that frown and that pout, made the situation that much more difficult. So she turned away, wanting to get back into that car. "But-" she added, "-you have to stay away. You have to promise me you will never come back."

They both knew that was impossible. Which was the first thing that made him suspect her.

"Will I be able to see you again?" he asked, still trying to figure out where this was going.

He heard a sob caught in the back of her throat, but when she looked up she had a smile on her lips. A clearly fake one. "Maybe not right away. You know, until things die down we shouldn't risk it. But later, perhaps, we can find a way to meet in secret."

It was the second thing that tipped him off. When Sugar kissed him, seemingly as a form of goodbye, and he felt her hands sneak up on parts of his body she had never touched, he knew immediately what she was up to. He pulled her back, holding her at arm's length. "What are you doing?"

"I- I have to," she sobbed at him.

"No!" he yelled the way he never had. "No! Sugar, you can't do this."

"I didn't want to either-"

"I won't let you!" He was panicking, holding her back as she was fighting to get close to him again.

"Yoongi, it's the only way!" she cried. "It's the only way for you to be free."

"No, I don't want to forget you," he cried, too. His hold on her arms intensifying, his fingers pressing on her flesh hard enough to bruise. Like he was too scared she would slip right through them. And she would. "I refuse to forget you," he mumbled, the words coming out drowsy as he watched the tears race down her cheeks.

Unbeknownst to him, his reset had already started.

Sugar was finding it so hard to find the words to speak as she felt his grip loosen, noticed his eyes unfocusing. "It's going to be alright, Yoongi," she murmured, a hand caressing his cheek and petting his hair. "You won't even remember this pain in a bit, baby, you will be just fine."

"No..." It was getting harder and harder for him to form a sentence.

And Sugar kept on sobbing. "I love you so much, Yoongi." And when she kissed him again, he was so far gone already, his lips barely worked against hers. But he still managed to whisper his last words.

"I refuse... I refuse to forget you..."

And with that, he was off. His eyes closed, his breath halted, his whole memory erased. His torture had ended and now only remained Sugar's. Her knees buckled and she found herself on the ground, the chest pain returning right away as she howled out her sorrow. As the image of a vacant Yoongi in front of her made her unable to stop wailing. And she cried, harder and harder, feeling her stomach tighten and ready to throw up. She didn't want to leave. She didn't even have the strength to get up. But the personal assistant had already begun to turn on -with his factory settings- and she needed to get away before that happened.

She didn't know how a cyborg would act and survive in a situation like that; the whole purpose of their existence was to serve someone. So what would Yoongi do when there was no one to serve? She could only hope that it would work out for him. Having no owner had to at least be better than having Candy as one.

So Yoongi had to wake up with no one around. No one to be his owner. Perhaps then he could belong to himself.

So she got in the car and drove away, hardly able to see in front of her due to the tears clouding her eyes. And she still wept over the wheel, her heart feeling like it was about to bust. She paused farther away, on top of a hill, since she couldn't help but look back. One last time.

The mint-haired boy had opened his eyes and was looking around, obviously confused, with a black cat rubbing against his legs.

At least he had company. Sugar went back home with no hopes of ever seeing him again. She endured her sister's wrath for days, but nothing could hurt her anymore. And nothing could be done. Yoongi was gone forever, completely impossible for them to find him or for him to find them. And the only thing that consoled her and got her through the next days, and months, and years, was the hope that he was better off.

Sugar was the only one who got the short end of the stick. Because even years later she couldn't forget, and she couldn't recover, and she couldn't move on. She kept looking for him, even though she had no idea where in the world he might be, with whom, or what his name even was at that point. The only information she had on him was his mint hair- if that hadn't changed yet. Her heart always skipped a beat whenever she saw someone with hair like that. But it was never him.

Well, not exactly never. It had been almost five years when she saw a mint-haired boy, and with a better look, she recognized Yoongi's chubby cheeks and gummy smile. And two seconds later he was lost in the crowd again.

Sugar nearly lost him as she was frozen, unable to believe what she had just seen. But thankfully her legs started working before the bus doors closed and she managed to get on. Only a few steps away from him. He clearly didn't remember her -and how could he- paying her no mind and not even noticing someone was staring at him. And she didn't know what to do. She couldn't just go up to him; what would she even say? No, she just wanted to look at him a little longer. Happy to see he appeared in good shape. Healthy and content, like he never was while he was her sister's toy.

He had his lips pressed together in a line, and the familiar expression brought tears into her eyes. She wanted to hold him, and kiss him, and talk to him so bad. But she was just a stranger to him.

Yoongi got off the bus, and Sugar followed. And then he got into a hotel, but she stayed back. The sign stated that it was a "Personal Assistant friendly" hotel, so she had to assume he was staying there. Which meant he had no house to live in. Which meant he had no owner. Maybe it should make her feel a bit guilty, but knowing that he was existing on his own only made her happier.

She went to that hotel every day, for weeks. She never got in. What would she do, ask the receptionist for a mint-haired cyborg? They would just throw her out, and with good reason. But she was able to catch a glimpse of him every now and then when he walked in and out, and it was enough for her. Knowing where he was, knowing he was alright, and even seeing his cute face just a little was more than enough to get her through her days. Even days that were terrible, days that it was bitterly cold or pouring outside and she had to wait in front of the entrance for hours to see him.

"Excuse me?"

Sugar froze. Stunned as she recognized the low, coarse voice coming from behind her. Her eyes widened to their fullest, she didn't know if she would pass out from fear or thrill, but she was definitely going to.

"Can I help you?" Yoongi pressed on, taking a step closer to her.

"Ah, n-no..."

"Come inside, you're getting wet," he mumbled, one hand pressing on her back to guide her in the building. And she jumped at the contact, but let him bring her with him. "Do you need a room?" he asked when the two of them were in the comfort and warmth of the small lobby. Just a few lights on and no one around but a chunky, black cat that was sleeping and purring on the front desk.

She shook her head, her voice still struggling to come out right. The cyborg raised an eyebrow, then casually walked behind the counter.

"I've seen you outside quite a lot," he told her. "Is there someone you're looking for here?"

Sugar gulped. "You- you've seen me? No, I..."

"Did you lose your personal assistant and think they might be here?"

She was quick to shake her head. "No! I don't have one of those!"

And he frowned at her, almost offended. "Alright. No need to say it like that." Unaware she actually meant she could never have anyone other than him.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled, tilting her head as she watched him, seated on that desk. "Do you work here?"

"I own the place."

The words made her heart flutter; the side of her lips twitch. She couldn't be more proud of him and how far he had come, from being a cyborg belonging to others, to an independent person with a business. And the verb that he had chosen... Yes, she was so proud Yoongi owned something instead of the other way around.

"Oh," she rasped, another sob caught in her throat. "That's very impressive, Mr..."

"Suga."

That broke her even further. Completely dazed, she blinked at him. "What?" she mouthed. Had he just said what she thought he had?

But the man spoke even clearer. "My name is Suga."

Her head was spinning, unable to wrap around his words. And her fingers and toes tickled as she got goosebumps all over her skin, her legs feeling weak all of a sudden. Her eyes filled with tears instantly.

"That's- that's a nice name," she choked out. And she wanted to cry but she did her best to stay composed in front of him. "Did someone give it to you?"

The mint-haired boy frowned again, pouting a little, too. "No, I named myself. Why?"

He couldn't possibly know why, but she did. She knew why he had chosen that name. Why it couldn't have been a coincidence that it was probably the first thing he thought about when he woke up. Why it filled her heart and chest with a loud, unknown emotion, and she couldn't stop the tears streaming down her face anymore. Why it felt like her agony was finally over.

Because he had truly refused to forget her.

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[rinrinp42]

Well, of we can send prompt about the boba adopts a dad au, then how about Anakin discovering Obi/jango relationship and freaking out? (Because his master is suppose to be a non feeling perfect jedi and like ????)

And how this is going to sway little ani away from Palpatine's grasp as he realise the difference between love and attachment?

Or some bonding with the all fam' because the four of them together can only create chaos

(OMG and the clones???*shriek*)

(ended up finishing a bit later than I meant to but, what you going to do?)

This somehow ended up being a whole thing about Anakin and his complicated feelings about everything, but also I'm going to push this boy to have more healthy relationships istg. So he gets gently bullied. It's fine and barely a thing, idk.

(also, I may now have a subplot of this in which Anakin gets friends who point out when he's being stupid and when things are sus)

Anakin stared out the window, watching as Obi-Wan’s ship landed. The mission that he had been sent on with Master Tachi had ended up finishing far quicker than anyone expected – the perpetrator had literally fallen into their laps early on. So for once Anakin was back at the Temple before his Master. His Master who kept going somewhere after missions that wasn’t the Temple.

It was easier when Anakin came back after Obi-Wan returned for him to brush it aside as his Master having other interests. He could joke to some of the other Padawans that it was probably just a library his Master was hiding away in.

Returning without Obi-Wan being there to welcome him made it harder. Made the Chancellor’s worry about his Master not trusting him feel more justified. It was just –

He was supposed to trust his Master in all things and yet his Master just kept things from him! How was that fair? How could he trust someone who lied to him?

“Why,” a voice cut through his thoughts, “do you always make me feel like I’m 3 days past a shower?”

Anakin whipped his head around, eyes landing on Ferus with Tru anxious at his side.

“What are you doing here?” Anakin demanded.

Force, what did the other boy want now? Every time they were around each other he always –

“Because I apparently am the only one that can cut through your Pity Party and Tru was worried,” Ferus rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.

Tru gave a half smile at that.

“Like you even care –“

“Not really,” Ferus shrugged, “but it’s also kind of obvious. You don’t know where your Master goes and you don’t like it. Because you feel entitledto Master Kenobi’s time.”

“No!” Anakin shot back, “It’s just…”

Ugh, he didn’t want to share his thoughts with Ferus. But… but Obi-Wan had been pushing him lately to try to open up to more people than just him and the Chancellor. Cheating and saying that he was worriedabout Anakin not having friends his age.

And Tru was here too. Tru who Anakin could trust wanted only good things for him.

“I just don’t get why he won’t tell me!” Anakin blurted out, “I’m supposed to trust him, and I do, but it doesn’t feel like hetrusts me sometimes.”

He ended mumbling the last bit, half hoping that neither had heard. Force, what if they spread around that the Chosen One was insecure?

A hand landed on his shoulder.

“Skywalker,” Ferus spoke, his voice gentler than Anakin had ever heard directed towards him, “I’m probably the one of our cohort who actually has advice for this. Master Tachi is a Shadow and since the beginning she’s had to go on Missions without me,”

But those were Missions Anakin wanted to protest, those are different.

“And, yeah, it’s annoying that he won’t tell you. But maybe,” Ferus raised an eyebrow, “he doesn’t know that you want to know? I mean, when’s the last time you bothered to ask?”

Kriff, that was good advice.

“Also,” Ferus continued, “just because they’re our Masters doesn’t mean they don’t have private lives.”

He stared into the Coruscant traffic with a faintly disturbed air.

“You’re still wet blanket,” Anakin grumbled, “but you mayhave a point.”

Ferus snorted.

“Of course I do, you pompous jerk.”

Anakin slipped into their rooms, watching from the door as Obi-Wan unpacked.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan smiled over his shoulder, “I heard your mission was an easy one, that must have been relaxing. I can’t wait to hear ab-”

“Where do you keep going?” Anakin blurted out, interrupting Obi-Wan.

He cringed, sure his Master was about to be upset with him. His Master was always so prim and proper. He didn’t want to upset him.

Obi-Wan gazed at him for a moment.

“Do you truly want to know? I would have thought that your Master’s life would be far too boring for a young boy to be interested in.”

Anakin felt his face heat as he glanced away. He just…

Even outside of the whole trust thing that the Chancellor was worried about, he wasn’t used to not knowing at least a little about what was going on with his caretakers.

“Hm,” Obi-Wan turned more fully to Anakin, “I meet with someone. Sometimes we see each other on Missions, but even outside of that we try to find time for one another.”

Anakin looked at Obi-Wan, eyes wide.

“But you’re a Jedi!”

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, “what does that have to do with my dating life?”

A wry grin stretched across his face, “except make it a tad more complicated.”

“But,” Anakin flailed, “Attachment!”

Obi-Wan raised both eyebrows.

“Unless I am unable to let go or put others above him when needed, it’s not Attachment. And he would probably shoot me if I did either.”

Obi-Wan looked fond at that.

Anakin didn’t know how to process any of this.

“I actually was going to bring Mace to meet him,” Obi-Wan continued, eyes slightly unfocused as he remembered something more sobering than a simple meeting of his friend and his significant other, “why don’t I bring you as well? He’s wanted to meet you.”

“He has?” Anakin’s voice felt small.

Obi-Wan smiled at him, soft and warm, “of course he has. We first bonded over raising children.”

Then Obi-Wan went serious, “but Anakin, there are things going on that are sensitive and require being more than careful with. I need you to not tell anyone the details of what you’ll see and hear when you meet him. To do otherwise could put so many lives in danger.”

Keeping secrets to help people? Anakin knew how to do that.

“I promise.”

#rinrinp42 answers #my wriitng #boba adopts a dad au #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #ferus olin #jangobi #that's only a tag because that's what this au is #jango is sir not appearing in this part

[tangledstarlight]

okay but can i just say another thing with nick ... he literally shows no interest julie, like pretty much doesn’t know she exists, until she becomes “interesting”. like it isn’t until she performs bright with the band and stuff that he suddenly likes her. like it took her having to have a band and be cool and semi popular for him to have interest in her ... like - doesn’t paint a great narrative there ...

anon you are so right!!!! and okay, i fell asleep thinking about this actually ghfjd because from what we know about nick, he's been dating carrie for a while and has never once shown interest in julie. but the second someone else obviously likes her (ie. you'd have to be blind to not see the way luke looks at her) and she suddenly becomes interesting, with the chance of being popular that he 'finally' realises carrie is not a good person?? hm seems a little sus to me. (not to mention this is all happening after her mum died and we can assume carrie has been making catty comments about that to julie for a year, but he just. didnt have a problem with that before the band??)

plus, at the end of the season when he shows up at julie's house with flowers, after she's told him she's not interested? thats always given me odd vibes. because we know they're not like, friends-friends, and if he just wanted to congratulate her he coulda just sent a text, or waited for school. but instead he shows up at her house uninvited? idk man i just find it a little weird.

AND to add on to this luke has like, lowkey fuckboy vibes from the way he dresses but he's actually very sweet? but i fully believe that nick will actually be a fuckboy, and not really care about who's heart he's breaking

#ask #anon #(not that i want his lil possession thing to end badly #because he's still a kid and kids can grow and change and maybe he'll end up with trauma and caleb will teach him the ways of consent #but on a whole? i just dont think nick is a good person im sorry nick stans 🤷🏻‍♀️) #i didn't know i had ANY strong feelings about nick until last night. he was always just very meh to me before #but CLEARLY i have opinions on him being a fuckboy with issue with the word no #sorry anon this got a little long i coulda just left it with yes youre right ghfjd

[the-acid-pear]

Scarface was too fucking boring, didn't make it past chapter 3, but that's good, because that means Baki-Dou time 😍

Time to read the fourth book in this series! Excited to see Musashi <3

Chapter 1

COLORS

Baki please stop flexing

A FELLA SAYING THE SAME I SAID WHEN YUJIRO PULLED HIS SOB STORY, FR GO TRY SOMETHING ELSE! What happened with that whole "i don't care about fighting" eh Baki?!

Chapter 2

HOHO ALI JR???

ah no :/

HOLY FUCK is this quality bad!

He wants to taste defeat i see

TOKUGAWA PLEASE STOP SMOKING

Oh they removed the... Egg in the back of the neck, nice

God this guy's tits so fat 🥵

FINALLYYY HOW LONG SINCE WE SAW A FIGHT IN THE ARENA? A PROPER FIGHT I MEAN

Chapter 3

He doesn't even know 🐍

DON'T BRING THAT FELLA HERE RETSU KICKED HIS ASS IN TIME. RECORD

Oh i saw fanart of this scene

Baki, it's your fault that you are bored, you fucking teen

This shit boring ME

Chapter 4

Oh, goroukou is a title

I like how the prime minister is becoming a recurrent character

I thought he said babe for a sec-

That little "oh~" is a bit sus, are the old men... No, it can't be 😳😳😳

I'm fucking choking fuck

GOD ALMOST READ THAT AS JOHN CENA 😭

"yes <3"

These ppl never learn

Chapter 5

What a way to go, a la gamzee /j

This dude so weird lmao

FAHDGAHDH king

Dude he has huge round eyes tf you talking bout?

IGDUFSUEASEUURSS he's such a freakkk 😭😭😭

This is the most wtf thing Baki has pulled, remember when this was about fighters fighting? I don't know enough about science for this shit either man

Okay so their hug wasn't Tokugawa being touchy like he is, this guy is even worse, se juntaron el hambre y las ganas de comer HSHAFSFG

Chapter 6

Baki's dead

Katsumi about to kill get killed by my grandpa i see

ALSO KATSUMI OG HAIR WOOO

Katsumi bro don't be so happy over nearly killing him-

I love seeing him get better tho

Uwaadgsgsjdga 😍😳🤤 twisting my hair irl,,, 🥴

Finally Motobe remembered he was a character here 😐

FSGSHDAHDA KOSHO PLS

I LOVE that they got dark lips again

IM SORRY GOUKI HOW DO YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT EVERYONE?! LTDKFsjyrd 😭

Jack's scar looks cool ngl

Retsu living the good life lmao

AND HOW DO YOU KNOW, GRANDPA?

Hana just doesn't care, smartest Baki character lmao

Idk what they talking bout but good for em <3

Cum basement

Chapter 7

SHOW US MUSASHI'S COCK

Obsessed he thought his heart was failing 😭

Dude you can just hear the heart beat of your friends/opponents just like that? 🤨

Notice Gaia in the top left 🥴

WHY CAN HE RECOGNIZE EACH OF THEIR HEARTBEATS AAHSGA

Thick 🥵

Unironically built different

Chronic back pain if you ask me, that's how I stand to relieve my agony

Did. Did you just call him a femb-

STOP SHOWING ME PANELS FROM VAGAMOND

I love John sm lmao

Mr Musashi has 2 (3?) dads

Chapter 8

HAIRY LEGS 🥴

Those things look like boobs

Bet you would know eh SHAFADB

They jerked off the mummy?

Reminds me of eye surgery

AFjshAFDGAJAHAF

Mf came out the tube ripped af 😭

Chapter 9

Everyone is so feminine lately good ol Kureha fell behind 😭

I like his bandana tho it's cute

OH HE TOO? AND HE'S NOT EVEN THAT STRONG

Fat tits 🥴

Eheojeudkshs 😖😳👉👈

JACK STOP YOU ARE BIG ENOUGH ALREADY

HOLY FUCK

You know like i understand Baki, he is at the highest he can be rn, NO ONE can defeat him, but the rest? Like c'mon y'all just beat each other up or something

Ah, the miracle of birth 😍

Chapter 10

I love how all these two do is hang out together in bars, boybosses

TF IS UP WITH THAT ICE? AHDHS

I love what they have

Hana thinking of getting his 4 limbs broken again i see

WOOO!! Nice cock Mr Musashi 😳

HANAYAMA PLEASE 😐

Chapter 11

I love those freaks

I just now I'm seeing the little scars on his cheeks from the fight with Spec ☺️

I love the fact that Musashi has hair in his legs BUT not his arms like ??? Okay king

Heated scientist moment

HOHO POGGERS 👀

Chapter 12

UTSURAARSDFAFA sibling goals

GIRLBOSS 😍

URAURUSYRSAESGA IN LOVE???

Holy shit she's amazing

Chapter 13

And his ass is very thick too 😳

Those fucking sunglasses, obsessed

Debatable, he got struck by lightning :/

HE WAXES HIS HAIR? OMFG OBSESSED

WHY IS HE WEARING THAT LMAO 😭

Nooo they censored the cock again 😔😔😔

DO IT QWEEN 💅

STOP SAYING SHE'S GONNA FUCK THE CLONE

"I'm exciteddddd" "ok."

Chapter 14

You just hate seeing a girlboss win

She truly is amaizing

Also i just realized spirits have been showing up since the first book so this isn't so crazy lol

MF HOW IS THAT GONNA HELP 😭😭😭

THE LITTLE BUBBLES AND SPARKLES... I BET HE DID 🥺

Chapter 15

WHY ARE HIS TITS SO ROUND AND FAT GODDAMN IT,,, 😳😖

Glad seeing some things never change

He looks so much like Jun

IGSITSURAURZES EPICCC

Someone question if Yujiro knew how too write obsessed,,,

Chapter 16

Goddamn it you got even older in the past 3 or so chapters bro

Mouth to mouth soul transference

OHHH

HIS EYEBROWS FELL HOW IGDUTSITDIYDIGD

Some mf got turned on by this HELP 😭

Chapter 17

I love how Yujiro and Hana are still getting ready to throw hands while this happens lol

Okay yeah that was super disrespectful honestly, guy is having a chat :/

HAHAGSJAHA obsessed

God i thought it was Hana the one grabbing some random lady for a second AFDJSJSSJS

He cute af ngl

POOR GUY MUST BE SO CONFUSED OMFG,,,

Fsr I'm surprised he can talk, like it should be obvious but in all the fanart i saw he never said a word, also, he's so damn respectful 😍

Chapter 18

Idk he was never that clever /hj

Hehehe blood

I love how John can only sit that way

The size of his balls lmao

Coward won't even fight with his dick out smh :/

God he mad cute-

Chapter 19

I MISS THE DEATH ROW FELLAS FUCKKK

Hm i think this random tiny bald man is not Tokugawa but someone that looks awfully similar to him

YEAH NO SHIT I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIM, HE MUST BE SO DAMN OVERWHELMED

Apparently there was a cameo, i don't know enough about anime to know or care

Chapter 20

He's tripping balls

Tokugawa should have gone a bit slower with this poor guy, this is like a lot to process at once <:/

Nvm he's doing better than me

Oydirsusefs look at himmm

WAIT A FUCKING SECOND OMFG DIDN'T DOPPO FIGHT THIS GUY?!

SOMEONE ELSE RECOGNIZED HIM HE ISSS

Chapter 21

OHDIRAYEASURRSUURS HE DOESN'T KNOWWW FFS

Musashi be like °_°

LOOK AT THAT SMILE LMAO

He's just chilling, mentally killing this dude

Murder baby

Chapter 21

The way his eyes are drawn is so cool

YRAURSUFSIDTGA

And he jokes too! Wow I'm in love 😍

(nsfw) CAN YOU HANDLE DICK LIKE THAT TOO? 😍

WOW

I TAKE BACK THAT QUESTION

I remember a show where you would bring your own knives and swords and go thru a bunch of test, Musashi should have been one of them

Mf truly is like :]

I love how he didn't buy it

I can't wait for him to fight Yujiro 😍

Chapter 23

He truly is 😌

ATFJAIDQYSF OBSESSED

He was happy this time at least, 5 times he lost already btw

Tokugawa truly in unhateable lmao

Chapter 24

IM SORRY, HIS LEG???

Oh I forgot Musashi does that

JAGSKSGSKSGS HIS FUCKING FACE I CAN'T 😭

I miss when translators would add notes i don't want to google shit myself :/

"I'm hard as rock" /j

Chapter 25

Look how happy he issss

MUSASHI POG MUSASHI POG-

I love how Tokugawa can't believe he got it first try and it's trying to lie now sjdakdyv

This mf is actually making me insane what the actual fuck i don't know what he has but he's gonna make me act up 😳

Mf be shadow boxing too dammit /j

Baki please

Chapter 26

OLD MAN JUST WANTS A PUBLIC TO SEE THIS LMAO

Look at the size of Baki's eyes holy fuck lmao

He's gonna yeet him!

OH NOOOO

FIRST HIS DAD NOW MUSASHI, THIS GUY CANT CATCH A BREAK LMAO

Chapter 27

How little time passed? They have barely moved

Yeah you did it last book too Baki

King shit

Chapter 28

AKSGSKGSJSGS KING

I love how he only now realized

Okay no he has a point

I love how he just calls him boy

Look at that smug face

I trust Musashi but at the same time he, really should be walking around this new world alone. Now, if i were to accompany him... 🥴/j

Baki please

Chapter 29

I love how soft the artstyle suddenly got, like if done big a big brush

Yujiro you just insulted every single anime character in history

Baby Baki's just like "Ok."

I like how Yujiro looks here

AUGHHJF HE'S SO BABY 🥺

HOHO badass

Chapter 30

He died 😔

Idiot hasn't even beat he 0.5 reaction seconds lmao 🤣

HOHOOOOO?!? 👁️👁️

"my curiosity exceed my fear!!" I RESPECT THIS MAN SO MUCH??

Chapter 31

AMAIZING HONESTLY

Fighter to fighter communication

SHIT LOOK AT THE STATE OF THAT HAND

He's just gone now LMAO

I honestly don't mind Baki being weak against this, he never fought against a two handed swordman, this is new territory

Chapter 32

Oh his really tripping balls now this is why he shouldn't be alone

NVM HE'S STILL DOING BETTER THAN ME ON A DAILY BASIS, I HAVE A LOT TO LEARN FROM THIS MAN

I just now realized he's barefoot

Nice ass king

The policemen are quite nice

He's very cooperative but i can't blame the cops either

Chapter 33

Yeah no shit that must be so insane

IF YOU HADN'T DROPPED OFF SCHOOL THEN...

That's kinda funny but idk man he's right i think

He's just like :3

I love how he isn't picking up a fight out of malice but rather just instinct like, he can't understand shit that is going on

YOU ARE SO RIGHT BAKI IT ISN'T BORING FOR ME EITHER

Chapter 34

Don't you fucking dare shave him Itagaki

It's funny how it took 2 books and a half for Baki to start being a protagonist

Holy fuck did Baki add height or is Miyamoto that big?

Wow how perfect i ran out of space just now!! Having fun with this book ngl :]

#luly talks #baki liveblog #little gay creature sees famous swordsman from the 1600s and loses their mind #"i want his gender'' they claim #also for a man who was born 2 days ago 400 years in the future he sure understands shit better than me 😭 #maybe i too should stop having so much anxiety and just get ready to throw hands at ant moment #like back in the day... ☺️(😞) #anyway point is uhh silly little fun saga <3

[stray-tori]

TPN Vol 13 (and some earlier volumes) Thoughts

I honestly thought there’d be more sort of... domestic fun times in the shelter with the dadsTM but Ig not, okay byeeee- (i wish i could be sad, come on brain)

I also just... they HAD to throw in that romantic sub...element before he died?? really? was that necessary? ugh. I felt like they could have done more of these flashes to the past earlier and then just reminded us of them here but... oh well.

Also Emma’s dreams give her therapy. I’m not sure if TPN is saying that these sort of visions are actually some sort of supernatural connection but I find the idea funny that Emma gives herself therapy in her dreams and just SENSES the timing of the explosion (again, weird “placing scenes inbetween other things that already happened”) - that was intense, but I just... I’m not huge on these outright CONVERSATIONS. I think for Ray’s hallucination it worked better because (and the german dub goes in on this even more) Norman just says things (even if a bit different) that were already said before, so it’s more of a.... coming together I guess.

That also kind of bothered me about the scene when Emma is passed out   in GP, it just felt a little “??”, thanks Emma for giving yourself a pep talk by imagining all of that. Ik she’s close to death BUT HOW DID SHE KNOW HOW PEOPLE DIED THAT SHE NEVER MET.

We kind of joked that since the eye necklace gives Emma that one experience on the water, it might be what triggers these things? but then again, it also happens earlier so probably not-

but it’s a fun little inside joke, “ah, there the eye goes again”.

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STUPID KIDS- I mean yes let the kids be stupid sometimes but GOD WHY NOW, GO BACK- though ig if they had the mech owls, they might have easily found them again anyway. who knows.

How convenient that the randoms always died.

BUT injuries actually persist and are dealt with instead of just time-skipping to when the person in question is okay again :) Emma’s stab had no weight, it was only there for Yugo’s arc and was not dealt with satisfyingly for me hh...

I didn’t talk about this I think because I didn’t note down things for that volume, but hh idk, she seemed PERFECTLY FINE when she got up again, which was hard for me to believe... and afterwards, we couldn’t have gotten one or a few chapter(s) showing the things Emma recaps happened while she was out? We couldn’t have gotten some angsty panels with unconscious Emma and people coming to her side? come on :(

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please get Andrew off my screen pls end my suffering, i do not want to LOOK AT THIS.

but also. goddamn. shounen manga, huh-

LIKE THIS IS EPIC BUT ALSO I DO NOT WANT TO SEE IT.

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HAHAHA I THOUGHT THE ANIME CAME UP WITH THIS CONVENIENT DEMON NOM dsihsds, the manga executed it better (i will never get over how the anime cast just sits there like :o at the first time seeing a human being eaten but hey) but it’s still... very convenient oml.

Ray just wants to be burdened. the man wants to use his resolve to kill. let him.

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Minerva time - obviously the secrecy is kinda ruined by the anime and by spoilers, but... idk... do people actually not find obscuring people... sus? I mean I GUESS the first time we saw the person with the hood, they also didn’t show his face SO I SUPPOSE it’s not completely unlikely that it’s just continuing to do that - but why would you not show it if it was actually James? He already had a face reveal. And the super harsh shadows on only him just look kind of awkward and hhh I DON’T KNOW-

As much as I like this scene as their introduction and I’m glad we get to see the mass production farm (the hug killed me), I also would have preferred them to omit him from it or just not show it NOW (they love their insert-scenes-in-hindsight stick way too much anyway) to commit to the “secrecy” approach for the audience. But maybe I just don’t get it. And I do like the scene so I’ll shut up and take it.

I will say... Barbara eating demon meat reveal in the anime... i liked that more tbh. Because we realize it with Emma and Ray and the way it frames the meat and her hate talk, it’s just MWAH-

Though they also have a lot more personality in the manga which I feel wouldn’t have hurt their anime counterparts.

I still pledge for a two year age-up for this story iduskhjds, it wouldn’t have hurt in general but also jsut because... imagining a 13 y/o dramatically pulling his hood off on a balcony in front of a crowd is just... not as epic to me as it’s supposed to be I think fuishdjs

And as much as the execution of the Norman reveal in the anime deserves to be dunked on and as awkward as the “walking up without saying anything” is... at least being in a demon community was a good reason to actually, yknow OBSCURE their faces and hide them naturally. I didn’t really think about this before BUT that actually makes a lot of sense and I like that more than the harsh shadow treatment.

I also always thought that the “Minerva” cover was supposed to make them come to him, which I GUESS it did, but he had his messages anyway (the way I thought it went was that he had no way to contact them, so he took that cover so they’d come find him eventually and stuff) and ALSO sent people out to find them so I guess it wasn’t the only reason - I suppose it’s also for other children/humans who know Minerva. I actually really like this element, I think it’s neat. I just thought it wouldn’t be this.... in your face and more sort of... not showing him at all until they meet him.

I also hope he actually told the squad his name is James, he’s just like a completely different person, actually sadssda.

I just find it funny to think about Lucas hearing some young soft-spoken boy, maybe barely being grazed by puperty voice and going, “yup, thats the same person as I heard on the phone with Emma :)” just. how. like if he didn’t think so I would have assumed he’d mentioned it.

Also another case of “we didn’t hint this, we didn’t show this off to the side in a panel (or tori is blind), BUT IT HAPPENED GUYS I SWEAR. HE ALSO GAVE IT TO OLIVER I SWEAR!!!!-”

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I didn’t know about the mech owls. interesting.

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I find Jin and Hayato’s reactions to the group interesting. the group kind of sees all the GF escapees as holy or also as their rescuers sth because like, if they hadn't escaped, none of them would be free, etc. Which now that I think about it, is... technically not true ig since Norman could have escaped Lambda even without the GF escape succeeding so. HM. And ig since they bowed to them, I think maybe it's jsut "wow you escaped on your own, you're so cool"? I just wonder if they kind of began thinking that way on their own or if Minerva's protecc squad/Minerva kind of gave them reason to behave that way by talking about the GF escape or something... probably they just did it on their own but I'm just rambling.

or maybe they’re just impressed they aren’t incompetent.

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idk if im forgetting anything but yee, here we go. I’m just being a judgy prick, I’m enjoying it (mostly bc our read is just chaotic).

#tpn #tpn manga #tpn manga vol 13 #tpn vol 13 #tori talks #tori has opinions #tpn spoilers #tpn manga spoilers #ynn spoilers

[trensu]

Episode 45: The One where the Juniors Stick It to the Old People

Still in the demon subdue palace aka wwx's classy cave and wwx is putting ss on the spot and it's great

he's implying that su she is just the distraction or whatever so jgy can enact the Ultimate Evil Master Plan

oooh, i like this idiom he used here

"the mantis is catching the cicada, not aware of the bird behind it."

nice

I LOVE WATCHING WWX BE CLEVER

HE'S SO ATTRACTIVE DOING HIS DETECTIVE WORK

HE JUST BLUFFED HIS WAY INTO MAKING SU SHE REVEAL HIS HAND AND IT WAS AWESOME

he was all, why don't you prove me wrong and play the Totally Not Evil Magic Music you played before?? hm? 

su she ofc didn't play it so wwx pulls out some papers from his robe and is like, that's alright i'll just have lqr read this sheet music i stole from your boss's secret chamber...

and then su she panics and tries to stop him but lwj launches bichen at su she like a boss

The only unbelievable thing here is that su she somehow managed to block bichen and send it right back to lwj tbh 

(thus revealing he still had access to his own spiritual energy lol what a loser)

Lwj catches it gracefully and does a serious pose and side-eyes su she with all the venom he can muster lol

Ewww, su she just spat blood and disrupted the magic circle (bc he knows he’s been caught out)

lwj ofc tries to attack him again but su she is COWARD and teleports himself away

The puppets try to storm the place but wn is on them in an instant

Oh, lwj gets bichen ready to help but wwx grabs him by the arm to stop him

Wwx: it won’t work, don’t bother

Lwj doesn’t look happy about this but he lowers his sword anyway

sect leader yao starts talking but idc what he has to say

Wwx takes the time to spell out that ss is working for jgy and they’re both up to no good

Bc apparently all his detective-y exposition didn’t make it obvious enough

God, it must hurt wwx to be surrounded by idiots all the time...

wn is still fighting off puppets but he lets wwx know that he’s not gonna be able to hold them back for very much longer

The fact that he can hold them back by himself like this at all is amazing tbh

So lsz, being the protective badass sweetie pie that he is, immediately dives in after wn, offering to help!

Jin ling sees him do this and draws his sword to follow behind but jc stops him…

JC IS GIVING JL THE ZIDIAN

Lol Jc’s all like don't lose it! But jin ling doesn’t take it!! 

He actually shoves his way passed jc and throws himself into the throng of puppets with just his father’s sword

Jc is FURIOUS, he’s all, get back here you idiot!! 

Jin ling ofc doesn’t listen

Lsz: you should go back

JL: I won’t!

LSZ AND JL, I LOVE THEM SO. LOOK AT THOSE PRECIOUS BABIES BE BETTER PEOPLE THAN THE OLD FARTS IN THE CAVE

So now we have wn, lsz, and jl fighting off the puppets and protecting everyone

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

WWX TOOK OFF HIS OUTER ROBE AND REVEALED LWJ'S UNDERTHINGS 

wwx slices his fingers on bichen to start writing on lwj's white inner robes that he’s shamelessly wearing and displaying to the world

lwj watches him VERY INTENTLY, LOL

WWX IS USING HIMSELF AS BAIT!! THE MARKINGS ARE GONNA LURE THE PUPPETS TO HIM!!!

AND HANGUANG JUN IS GOING TO BE FIGHTING OFF THE PUPPETS THAT GET NEAR HIM

BC THEY'RE SOULMATES AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER

AND THEY’RE A FANTASTIC TEAM OVERALL

Ljy tries to offer himself up as bait too but wwx is like nope! You all just stay out of our way

Ljy tries to protest but lwj cuts him off with a “listen to him.”

Then our boys share a brief look before throwing themselves into the fray

They look so cool here! Wwx lands steady on his feet with a solid thunk and brings his flute up to his (beautiful) lips

In contrast lwj slides in with sharp glide right next to wwx and gets battle-ready 

LOOK AT MY SUNSHINE BOY PLAY HIS FLUTE LIKE A BOSS

God he looks so good when he’s focused like this

LOOK AT LWJ FIGHT OFF HUNDREDS OF PUPPETS LIKE A BADASS

Lwj is twirling around wwx so fast, fighting back every puppet that comes his way

Wwx is dodging any that get too close but he’s also smoothly bobbing and weaving around lwj’s attacks

THEY WORK SO SEAMLESSLY TOGETHER I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

meanwhile wn helps clear the way for the rest of the cultivators to escape

cut to the cultivators swarmed around the exit of the burial mounds, yao is talking, yuck

sect leaders yao and ouyang are the worst. 

they're all, let's just leave and go to lotus pier to recover!!

jc is like, you want us to leave just like that?? (YOU COWARDLY BASTARDS, he doesn’t say but i know in my heart that he’s screaming that in his head) 

and the other guys are like, yeah, it's not like lwj and wwx are gonna survive that 

jl is like BULLSHIT OFC THEY'LL COME BACK (i love my bratty son)

And Jin Ling is Right BC LWJ IS COMING OUT OF THE WOODS WITH WWX LEANING AGAINST HIM

Wwx looks all weak and worn out. Like, he’s leaning against lwj heavily and lwj is watching him all worriedly

Wwx knees buckle and he goes down, but thankfully since lwj still has his hands on him, he doesn’t fall hard

LSZ RUNS TO THEM AND IS LIKE R U OK???

POOR BABY IS SO WORRIED AND UPSET!!

Lwj still has his eyes glued on wwx but you can tell that he’s starting to feel weary from the battle too

wwx is like we're okay, don’t worry, AND THEN PASSES OUT

which is the EXACT OPPOSITE of okay, omg

Lwj does this little gasp and twitches towards wwx but thankfully lsz is able to catch wwx before he hit the ground

Lsz is frantically calling his name but wwx is completely out of it and all we hear him say in response is a very weak “a-yuan”

At that, lwj’s eyes shift from wwx to lsz and he just stares at him bc here is his son, frantic over wwx, his soulmate, and his son's other father.

And there is his soulmate, murmuring their son’s name

AND NEITHER OF THEM KNOW WHO THEY ARE TO ONE ANOTHER

BC LWJ KEEPS NOT TELLING THEM FOR SOME REASON??:?

cut to some docks on the river

fucking yao and ouyang are running their mouths again

i hate those losers, i'm ignoring what they're saying

oooh, wn is approaching the juniors. lsz specifically. jl gets all on guard.

lol all the other juniors cower away but lsz stands his ground. 

aw ☹️ wn steps back when he sees the kids get all scared

now we're getting some info from lsz that's heavily implying that lsz is actually a-yuan. 

wn is so excited here bc he might have a surviving family member! he's so happy!! It’s adorable!!!

wn: can i call you a-yuan?

lsz: ofc! (WITH THE SWEETEST SMILE!)

wn: a-yuan, how have you all these years?

Lsz: i’ve been living well!

EXCUSE ME A MOMENT. I'M DEF NOT CRYING. JUST GOT SOMETHING IN MY EYE. LIKE A TREE BRANCH OR EMOTIONS OR SMTH. IT'S FINE.

here we learn that lwj started taking care of lsz  since he was about 5yo, and he taught him to play the guqin

WN GIVES HIM A LITTLE PAPER BUTTERFLY

AND HE FLASHES BACK TO A HAND GIVING HIM A PAPER BUTTERFLY AND IT'S SO OBVIOUSLY LWJ'S HAND

wn is all teary-eyed and tries to reach out to touch lsz's face

but jl draws his sword and startles them

lsz gets between them but jl is all like step aside, this is none of your bsns

lsz: jin ling, put your sword away first

jl: get away! *shoves lsz*

He regrets it IMMEDIATELY if the way his jerked forwards to, idk, grab him is anything to go by.

He holds himself back tho bc he’s cursed with pride and general awkwardness towards his crush like his father before him

lol everyone rushes to catch lsz bc lsz is a sweetie-pie and everyone loves him

wn is all it's okay if you're mad at me, i won't fight you but don't hurt lsz!

oyzz: he was caring for you! how could you push him and ignore his kindness?

omg oyzz really does have a sensitive soul. what a sweet boy.

then someone mutters smth like oh, he's so ill-bred and ofc jl hears it

jl: right! i'm just that awful, so what?

now we cut to lwj and wwx who are on one of the boats! 

lwj has his guqin out and is playing magic music for wwx who's got his eyes closed and eyebrows are all pinched together

WWX IS SO BEAUTIFUL, EVEN WHEN HE'S OBVIOUSLY EXHAUSTED AND IN PAIN

lwj can hear the juniors bickering and wwx starts fussing in his sleep muttering jin ling jin ling

lwj: wei ying

and wwx startles awake

wwx: lan zhan, what happened?

lwj: you passed out

wwx: not me. i mean, jin ling?

ofc wwx doesn't care what happened to him, ofc he only cares about what happened to his nephew

lwj doesn't answer but they both hear the bickering on the docks

we cut back to the juniors

jl is like, yeah i'm awful but you can't discipline me!!

wwx: what is going on?

and we watch wwx exit the boat and make his way down the dock to where the juniors are

and i was thoroughly distracted by his slim waist in those swirling black robes and had to rewind to watch it again

jin ling looks like he's about to cry and he has wn at sword point and wwx is all gently telling jin ling to put his sword down

jl: i won't!

wwx: jin ling!

jl: no!

and then he has a meltdown. he's all like, so i'm acting childish, satisfied? AND MY POOR BRATTY SON STARTS SOBBING HIS LITTLE HEART OUT CLUTCHING HIS SWORD 

jl: this is my father's sword, i won't put it down!

AND NOBODY IS GOING TO HIM. NOBODY GETS NEAR HIM OR TRIES TO HUG HIM AS HE CRIES WITH HIS WHOLE BODY, MY POOR LITTLE BOY

SOMEBODY GIVE THIS KID SOME GODDAMN AFFECTION ALREADY

LIKE, EVEN A PAT ON THE SHOULDER OR SOMETHING. ANYTHING!!

all the juniors look down awkwardly but wwx swallows back tears bc he knows that he's partially responsible for the way jin ling hurts rn. even lwj looks sympathetic

(oh, finally remembered that this is a kid in pain, huh, lwj?)

jc hears his nephew crying and comes out of his own boat

jc: a-ling! why are you crying? come here.

and jl goes running to him

and it's kind of sweet how he does it?? idk. 

the lack of hesitation indicates that he sees jc as a safe person to run to and it's sweet, i guess.

jl starts scrubbing his face in his sleeve to get rid of the tears

jc: what's wrong? who made you cry?

i wouldn't say he asks this tenderly but his voice is softer and not nearly as sharp as it usually is when he talks to people

and you KNOW he’s ready and willing to rain hellfire on whoever made his nephew cry

jl doesn't answer but jc glares down the dock where everyone is standing

LOL EVERYONE LOOKS DOWN 

THE JUNIORS, WWX, WN

THEY ALL AVOID JC'S GAZE AND HAVE THE GUILTIEST LOOKS ON THEIR FACES

lwj doesn't look away tho and his face is in its usual neutral state 

but we all know how lwj and jc's relationship is so this is not surprising

then yao has to open his mouth again but what he says doesn't matter, it's how the juniors react that matters

oyzz is all like why are you using that tone? if wwx wanted to hurt us, we wouldn't have made it this far, right?

lsz: oyzz is right!

lol oyzz does this little chin thrust like heck yeah i'm right

LOL jc is like, sect leader ouyang, the mouthy kid is yours, isn't he? he's so good at talking 

I LOVE WHEN JC GETS LIKE THIS. 

HE SAYS IT SO MILDLY AND OUYANG LOOKS PAINED AS HELL

NHS SMIRKS IN THE BACKGROUND

IT'S GREAT

ouyang: zizhen, come here to your father

oyzz: father, you said i shouldn't disturb you

and his dad's all like, get over here right now and oyzz ducks behind lsz and says I WON'T

LOVE THAT KID LOL

his dad proceeds to scold him and nhs is giggling in the background, i LOVE it

some jiang disciple goes up to jc to let him know they're ready to set off to lotus pier

Jc to wwx: you're barefaced enough to go back there?

wwx looks stricken

lwj is watching his face closely, concerned bc his soulmate is hurting (again) bc of jc (again).

we make it to lotus pier by nightfall

Side note to mention that the scenery and music as they travel down the river to lotus pier is really beautiful

Everybody files in but jc stops in front of our boys and wn and doesn't budge until wn says he'll stay behind. 

and even then he doesn't say our boys can come in, he just turns around and walks off

AWWWWWW

LSZ TELLS WN HE'S GOING TO STAY WITH HIM AND KEEP HIM COMPANY

WN IS SO SURPRISED AND HAPPY

AND OUR BOYS ARE WATCHING THIS HAPPEN

WWX IS ALL WIDE-EYED

He makes a move like he's going to join them and lwj stops him

lwj: let them be.

you know lwj, this would be a perfect time TO TELL WWX THAT LSZ IS HIS KID, HIS LITTLE A-YUAN.

but no, instead he just gazes at him soulfully

which, okay, i'm never gonna say no to soulful gazes BUT YOU CAN MULTITASK, CAN'T YOU??

LWJ, YOU CAN LOOK AT HIM WITH YOUR WHOLE  HEART IN YOUR EYES AND TALK AT THE SAME TIME.

Oh, lwj and wwx are at the gates of lotus pier and wwx looks at the sign above the gates 

his eyes get all red-rimmed and you can see his throat bob 

BC HE'S HURTING. 

BC THIS WAS HIS HOME WHERE HIS SISTER AND BROTHER LIVED AND LOVED HIM AND NOW HE DOESN'T HAVE ANY OF THAT

god the way lwj looks at him whenever these moments pop up...he knows exactly when wwx starts hurting inside and he keeps his eyes trained on him the entire time until wwx indicates he's ready to keep moving

we cut to a little moment between lsz and wn where lsz tells us how lwj raised him with a bunch of bunnies and it's adorable

We cut to sword hall where all the cultivators are gathered

jc gets called away and as he's going to tend to whatever it is he sees wwx try to go towards swords hall and glares at him

wwx literally had one foot over the threshold and he awkwardly drags it back out at jc's glare

poor wwx. he just looks awkward all over.

like, he looks down and away and gets kinda fidgety. can't meet jc's eyes. BUT HE STILL MAKES IT LOOK SO PRETTY

lwj on the other hand stares right back at jc, lol, to emphasize I'M NOT INTIMIDATED BY YOU EVEN IF THIS IS YOUR HOME I'M IN RN.

and only after that's, like, telepathically communicated or smth do his eyes flicker over to wwx to see how he's doing.

after jc stalks off, wwx does that cute little nose tap thing he does

wwx: lan zhan, sit down~

and he indicates the stoop with a playful smile

lwj looks at the stoop for like half a second before walking around wwx like NOPE, sitting on stoops is not a thing that hanguang jun does

wwx's mouth curls into a little scowl like fine, be that way.

he sits down on the stoop himself while lwj leans on the pillar next to it, eyes closed and arms crossed and basically looking like a very beautiful and elegant statute

LOLOLOLOL

WWX GOES TO SPRAWL BACK ONTO THE STOOP, RESTING ON ELBOWS 

AND LWJ, WITH HIS EYES STILL CLOSED SAYS: No misbehavior.

HE KNOWS WEI YING SO WELL

wwx looks up at him and pouts but still straightens up so he's sitting properly

wwx starts to sulk and complain about how jc's been gone for so long when jc shows up with a couple of ladies following him

jc pauses to look at our boys and says "come on in" shortly and turns on his heel to enter swords hall

Lol wwx turns to look at lwj with a big smile on his face bc hey, look at that! jc invited them in!!

wwx and lwj just loiter awkwardly near the entrance of sword hall

now we're gonna get a whole bunch of exposition that we don't care much about

blah blah jgy arranged for jgs to die surrounded by prostitutes blah blah

blah blah jgy knowingly married his half-sister blah blah

and throughout all this exposition, wwx is the only one who asks questions and looks for more details.

the rest of them are all willing to take everything at face value which really just explains everything about how they all ended up in this mess, tbh

we also keep getting reaction shots from jin ling and it makes me sad. 

he does the death grip on his sword, and looks shocked and confused at every revelation, poor boy.

and the episode ends as the crowd starts to get riled up over all this brand new information

Which honestly is a relief bc things were getting WAY TOO PLOTTY for my tastes

Return to Masterpost

#WangXiantics #wangxian #the untamed #cql

[prismartist]

okay so on the wayward guide ep 2 post by @noobsomeexagerjunk there was a comment by @greyjedijaneite on the tarot cards that intrigued me, and i decided screw it, i’m gonna do some research on this because this it just begging to be analyzed and i’m on a theory roll right now, so

please note that, from what i’ve observed, tarot is very flexible and symbolisms can vary from person to person. some of these details i could find only on one website, and i did stick to the first page of the results. also i’m not all that experienced with tarot, so if anyone who knows more about it wants to correct me on something please do so, i have no idea what i’m doing lmao

also this got very long oops

paul’s card

there is one card of apollo i could find on the net, though it may be a custom one as it’s present on only one website.

this apollo card supposedly encourages one to focus on their strengths and cultivate them, to make positive affirmations about themself. very uplifting all around, which matches paul’s attitude

apollo in general is associated heavily with the sun and the chariot

the sun, according to magichoroscope.com, draws heavily from the symbolism of two children and their close bond forged by love.

the sun also symbolizes exchanging energy, the power of Nature and life, as well as friendship

also has something to do with the two sons of the magician or something

no one told me the tarot characters had lore. who’s the mom?

also, it has something to do with bringing out our inner wild child and guiding it towards happiness, which again, is quite on-brand for paul

in a nutshell, it’s about close relationships built on love, especially friendships and “brotherhood” (though maybe in this case it’s siblinghood), positivity and good fortune

the chariot, on the other hand, represents willpower, victory, ambition, all that jazz

as established, in wayward guide paul’s card appears to be upside down.

from what i’ve gathered, there can be several ways to interpret a reversed card, but the main ones boil down to “there will be a slight delay before you feel the effects”, “the effects will be reversed” or “the effects won’t be as forthcoming”.

the rest is “just look at it and go from there” or “don’t mind it”

if we’re going with the most popular interpretation, “the opposite effects”, the sun would be “depression and negativity”, apollo is “narcissism” or maybe “self-deprecation”, and the chariot is “lack of control”

considering how paul fit the descriptions of the actual cards before they were reversed, that seems a little weird, doesn’t it? the reversed cards don’t seem to line up with him at all

unless... his card wasn’t actually reversed?

or maybe we shouldn’t be reading into the reversal

anyways moving on

artemis’ card

again, artemis does have her own card, though whether or not it’s an official one is debatable

the card represents spreading “love and light” and having faith that you and your loved ones are protected and safe. basically being at ease and knowing that you are in no danger, letting peace flow through you and stuff like that

(hm, with werewolves wandering around that may be a problem)

artemis the goddess is also associated with the woods and wildlife, so. there’s that.

artemis in general is associated with the cards of the high priestess and the moon

the high priestess kind of just represents all badass warrior goddesses, really

she normally has two pillars next to her representing the duality of man nature: masc and femme, good and evil, etc etc

according to labyrinthos.co, “it is her responsibility to serve as a mediator between the depths of the reality”. she sees both sides as equal and listens to them both

she’s also related to the moon

also she supposedly believes in magic

related to inner knowledge, and encourages one to drop intellect in favor of intuition if the situation calls for it

again, accurate, considering that werewolves aren’t the most logical creatures to exist.

also two sides – like miner mole and those against it? werewolves vs humans?

the moon, on the other hand...

okay so i’m actually a little excited by this card

the moon upright means that not everything is as it seems. it symbolizes anxiety, illusion, deceit, and intuition

the last one does sort of line up with the high priestess

and that’s a theme that would make sense in a place like connor creek

there are also wolves on the card, so :eyes:

now, if we’re going off the idea that paul’s card is actually upright and the rest are reversed, then what does that mean?

well, for artemis, i guess that means that you are in danger and no one is safe, which, yeah fair

the high priestess becomes “repressed feelings” and “confusion, lack of inner voice” and the reversed moon also has “repressed feelings” as well as “subsiding anxiety and illusion”

so artemis’ card seems a lot more relevant to the plot lmao. it appears to point at how things will be made clear eventually, though there is a lot of lies and deception going on right now.

though this time, the upright cards seem to be as accurate as the reversed ones

astraea’s card

astraea, of course, isn’t a character, but she still has relevance to this

astraea also originates from greek mythology – according to wikipedia, she was around during the Golden Age, back when Cronus was still being an asshole up in olympus

she’s the virgin deity of justice, purity and innocence

this is so funny to me – apparently, according to ovid, during the iron age, because humans were starting to become assholes, astraea just went “fuck this” and became the constellation virgo. idk why that’s funny to me it just is

libra is nearby and apparently shows astraea’s relationship to the goddess Dike (as her daughter) and also relates her to the 8th tarot card, justice

upside down, she is obviously dishonesty and the like

again with the “everyone is sus and no one can be trusted” symbolism

so. yeah. that’s really really long lol but this is so fun to research honestly. if yall wanna add something on please do i wanna hear your thoughts

#unintelligible rants #wayward guide #wayward guide for the untrained eye #tcb #tin can brothers #tin can bros #long post #cursing #please give me validation this took maybe an hour or so to research fhdshj

[spookyboywhump]

Daniel 2

Previous

(this is technically a whole side piece thing so idk if people want to be tagged in all the pre-Wren stuff)

 You ever just black out and go full feral writing something? Yeah here y’all go, a mess featuring Cain before he was a complete bastard man

***

Cain stared at the man with wide eyes, unsure of how to even react. His father was talking to him, he should be listening, but all his focus was on the man sitting on his knees in front of him, bound and gagged and blindfolded. He wasn’t sure he was even older than he was, it was hard to tell anything and he knew better than to ask his father while he was speaking. 

 “Are you listening?” The man snapped, and he finally focused on him again, trying not to look as uncomfortable as he felt. 

 “Yes, father…” he said slowly, glancing between the two of them. His father had brought home countless dogs before, but this was the first time he’d handed him a leash and said it was his. He was used to them being around but they’d never been his problem, and he’d never wanted the responsibility of owning one, much less one he didn’t get to decide on. 

 “His training didn’t go as planned but I think it will be good for you to learn how to train your dog.”

 “Yes sir…” 

 “You need to be strict with him, Cain, especially since he was so difficult to train.”

 “Yes sir…”

 “Get used to him being around, he’s your responsibility now.” He said, and Cain numbly accepted the folder handed to him, containing the man’s papers. He looked down at him again, though he obediently sat on his knees he was tense, hands clenched into fists behind his back. He didn’t look like any of the dogs his father had bought before, he didn’t have that sense of resignation and defeat to him. This one would fight, and Cain didn’t even know what he was supposed to do with him. 

 He gave a hesitant tug on the leash, hoping the man would get to his feet. There was something about a person- a dog on all fours that made his skin crawl, he could never stand it. Instead, the man pulled back, resisting him.

 “You don’t have to be gentle, Cain. Honestly, you’ve seen how I handle my dogs, you should know this.” He snatched the leash back from him, yanking harshly on it so that the man nearly fell forward, before finally struggling to his feet. Fuck, he thought, he’s fucking taller than me. He took the leash back, taking a step away and pulling, the man realized he should follow him. 

 “I’m… going to take him then… um…” He wearily looked to his father who was watching him expectantly. “Thank you, for the gift, father.” He said, which seemed to satisfy him. 

 He led the man out of the room, still unsure of what to do with him. He felt like he should say something but he didn’t know what, his father rarely talked with his dogs, usually just commanding or chastising them. He brought him upstairs, going slow to make sure he wouldn’t trip, and back to his room, shutting the door behind them before looking to him. He wasn’t sure if this would work since his father said his training hadn’t gone right, but he tried anyway.

 “Sit.” He ordered. Much to his relief, he did so, even if it was reluctantly. “Okay… just, stay here, while I figure everything out.” He unclipped the leash from his collar, tossing it on to his desk along with the folder before getting his phone from his pocket, dialing his friend’s number. When she picked up he started rambling before she could say a word. 

 “Hey! Hi, fuck, um, my dad gave me a gift?”

 “What? That’s not like him.”

 “I know, I know, fuck, Vanessa, he gave me a fucking dog.”

 “Oooh! What are you going to do with it?”

 “That’s why I was calling you, I don’t know what to do with it.” He looked back to the man kneeling on his floor, almost subtly pulling against his restraints. “I never fucking wanted one of these, and he went and gave me a difficult one too. Could you just, get over here?” He asked.

 “Of course! I'd love to meet your new pup!” She giggled. “I’ll be there soon!” She promised. Once they hung up he went to his desk, pulling the chair away so he was closer to the man and sitting down. His dark hair was messy and he had a suspicion he hadn’t showered in a week. He thought about how his father usually bathed his dogs and felt sick, this was a grown man, he didn’t need Cain to bathe him. He was his dog though, so he figured he could decide how all that would work. It was odd to him, having complete control over something. 

 He reached over and snatched the folder off his desk, opening it up and looking it over. It didn’t give him a whole lot of information, but he at least had a better idea of who this person was. There was a photo of him in it, a school picture. He looked almost painfully normal, a big smile on his face, bright brown eyes full of life. He was kind of pretty, the kind of person that Cain would have to stop and stare at if he saw him on the street. Instead, he was in his home, on his knees, blindfolded and gagged. 

 “So, your name is Daniel…?” He asked, looking over the papers. Daniel Alexander King, he swore he remembered that last name from somewhere but it didn’t matter much. “Fuck, you’re eighteen?” He asked, and the man nodded. “Damn, he told me they won’t take anyone under twenty… you’re one unlucky son of a bitch huh?” He laughed, and the man made an irritated noise behind the gag. He didn’t need to keep him blindfolded and gagged, he could’ve removed them, but at the same time he almost liked the control, liked deciding whether another man could see or speak. His father would be proud.

 He looked over the rest of the information, he was born in December, he’d just graduated from one of the best high schools in the city, his father was dead and apparently his mother wasn’t important enough to list. He wasn’t a volunteer case, he was a “special request” and the details of his training didn’t look too promising. 

 “Dog Type: Basic*

 Simple commands: successful*

 Advanced commands: unsuccessful

 Name removal: unsuccessful

 Memory removal: unsuccessful”

 It looked like almost everything was either unsuccessful or listed as “N/A”. He was genuinely disgusted by some of the things they offered training for, but thankfully his father hadn’t gone for anything like that, gifting him an unruly dog rather than a sex slave. He looked to the extra notes section, curious as to what they had to say on this one.

 “*Client may want to consider guard dog training for SR-290

 *SR-290 responds best to commands when threatened with punishment. We recommend a strict owner

 Training for SR-290 was cut short, leaving him in a much more stubborn and difficult phase. He is defiant and occasionally resorts to violence when threatened. We recommend he be muzzled to begin with, one of our handlers suffered several bite wounds and a broken finger from his attacks. 

 SR-290 is still a work in progress, not recommended for an inexperienced owner. SR-290 should be returned for further training at his handler’s discretion.”

 “You really put up a fight, huh?” He murmured, flipping through the pages that detailed each day he was there. In only a week he’d broken someone’s nose, broken someone’s finger, bit and scratched and at one point hit a handler hard enough to knock them unconscious. It was honestly a little bit impressive, they recommended him as a guard dog but Cain didn’t need a guard dog, his father and his status was all the security he needed. If he was always this violent though, he’d need somewhere to get all that anger out. 

 It didn’t take long for Vanessa to get there, calling him again. It was some relief to know she was there, she usually knew what to do when he didn’t.

 “Hey, come let me in,” She said when he picked up. “I don’t wanna run into your dad, if he looks at me like that again I might fucking stab him.”

 “You’d be doing us all a favor.” He snickered, thankful the camera installed in his room would only pick up his half of the conversation. He told the boy to stay while he went and opened the front door for her. She seemed more excited about this dog than he was, practically bouncing on her heels.

 “So, where is he? What’s he like?” She asked, and he motioned for her to follow him, leading her upstairs.

 “Right now he’s… quiet. He’s not causing much problems but apparently he’s “difficult”. I don’t know, I don’t even know where to start with him.” He sighed, anxiously running a hand through his hair. He let her into his room, relieved to see he was still where he left him. He shut the door behind them, dropping down in his chair again while she knelt down in front of the boy. 

 “Fuck, how old is he?” She asked, gently taking his face in her hands, looking him over.

 “Eighteen. Younger than normal, right?”

 “Yeah…” She carefully pushed the blindfold up to get a look at his eyes, gasping and nearly startling Cain.

 “What?!”

 “He’s gorgeous!” She said, looking back at Cain while still holding his face. “Look at him! Get him a shower and let him get some rest and he’d just be so pretty!” She was probably right about that, now that he saw his eyes he could tell he probably hadn’t slept in some time, dark circles beneath his eyes. They weren’t bright and happy like in his picture, it was pretty clear that he was fucking pissed. “What’s his name?” She asked, looking back at the boy who had gone red in the face. 

 “Well… the papers my dad gave me said his name is Daniel, but I don’t know, he doesn’t really look like a Daniel does he?”

 “No, not really…” she let go of him, getting to her feet and grabbing the papers from his desk. “Maybe his middle name? Alexander is a nice name.”

 “But a little long for a dog, you know?”

 “Hm… then, what about Zander?” She suggested. He looked back at the man, who seemed frustrated while he watched them. 

 “What do you think, boy, Zander sound good?” He asked him, but all he got was muffled angry shouts. “Yeah, I think Zander fits him.” He laughed.

 “He really didn’t want to be trained, huh?” She said, looking over the notes left on him.

 “To be fair they only had him a week. I’m sure I can make some progress now that I have him. If I can’t then my dad definitely can.” He said, getting to his feet. He crouched down in front of the man, finally removing the gag.

 “I have a fucking name and I’m not letting you fucking change it!” He snapped immediately, startling both of them. 

 “Easy boy, calm down. It’s just a name.” Cain laughed, positioning his hands on his face as he looked him over. He ran one thumb over his lips, forcefully shoving it into his mouth to pry open his jaw, looking over his teeth that had apparently caused so much trouble to his trainers. This proved to be a mistake though as Zander but down, hard. “Fuck! This fucker bit me!” He cried as he finally wrenched his hand away from him, getting to his feet. 

 “Shouldn’t have put your fingers in my damn mouth then!” He snapped. He scowled, raising his hand as if to slap him but Vanessa quickly grabbed his wrist.

 “Cain, calm down!” She said. 

 “He fucking bit me!” 

 “Well you did put your fingers in his mouth. His papers even say he’s a biter, what the fuck did you think would happen?!” 

 “Fuck it, I’m taking him out of here. He doesn’t need to be here to figure out what to do with him.” He said, grabbing the leash and clipping it to his collar again, despite his attempts to get away. He yanked hard on the leash, dragging him out of the room. 

 “Let go of me!” He yelled, pulling against the leash. Cain just yanked harder though, following his father’s example. He wasn’t the most physically strong person but he’d have to give in sooner or later, or accept being dragged behind him.

 “Stop struggling and just come with me!” He snapped. “I’m not gonna fucking hurt you, just gonna put you away for a while!”

 “Not gonna hurt me?! You almost fucking slapped me!”

 “Because you fucking bit me you fucking animal!” 

 “You put your fingers in my fucking mouth of course I’m gonna bite you dumb ass!” He yelled. Cain growled and pulled harder, only getting him to move a few steps further. 

 “Would you shut the fuck up and just come on?!”

 “Cain!” The sudden shout from his father was enough to startle him, dropping the leash and whipping around the face him. His father was clearly irritated with him, enough to leave his office to deal with him, but he must’ve known Vanessa was there because he was also restraining himself, Cain was sure of it. “Are you already having this much trouble with your fucking dog?”

 “Stop calling me a dog!” Zander yelled at him, Cain almost winced. His father would kill him if he ever raised his voice like that. His father marched past him and Cain stood aside, watching him grab Zander by the hair. He’d probably feel bad for him if he hadn’t bitten him. 

 “Well,” his father looked at him, “What do you plan to do with him?” For a moment Cain just stared at him, he wasn’t used to his father letting him make any decisions. 

 “I just… I was just going to lock him up for now. Me and Vanessa are trying to figure out what to do with him, figured I’d lock him in his room…” His father yanked hard on Zander’s hair, dragging him downstairs to that room he’d kept all his dogs in. Cain knew he should’ve followed, but his father was pissed and with Zander locked into that room he wouldn’t have to worry about him. He decided to retreat back to Vanessa before his father got back, staying with her would be safest.

 This whole situation was almost too weird to him. The fact his father got him a gift was weird, the fact that the gift was another person was weird. The fact his father was giving him control of this “gift” was especially weird. He wasn’t sure how long this would last, how long the dog would even survive in this house. His father’s dogs usually only lasted a year or two, and with how stubborn Zander was he felt like it would be even less. However long he lasted though, he’d have to figure out something to do with him.

 He had the strong feeling that things would just continue to get weirder from here.

 ***

 “Let me out!” Daniel screamed, slamming his shoulder against the door again. He’d been banging on the door and yelling and screaming but no one was listening. Once he’d been thrown into the room the door was locked and he couldn’t hear a thing on the other side, he wasn’t sure anyone could even hear him in there. 

 Even if it was useless, he kept going for over an hour. He kicked at the door and banged his fists against it, he screamed until his throat was raw and his voice gave out, and finally, he collapsed against the door, pulling his knees up to his chest and hiding his face in his arms. He hated it but tears filled his eyes, he didn’t even bother trying to hold back. 

 All he wanted was to go home. The past week had been one unending nightmare, he just wanted to rest, to be safe again. As childish as it sounded, more than anything he wanted his mom, he didn’t know what they would tell her since he'd just suddenly disappeared. The thought of her believing he was missing or worse was heart wrenching, he wished he could just tell her he was okay. Was he okay? He wasn’t quite sure, but he was alive. As long as he was alive then he should be okay, as long as he was alive he could try to escape.

 All he needed was to stay alive. 

#whump #kind of #my writing #my oc's #Cain #Vanessa #Zander #pet whump #captivity #collars #leashed #grabbed by the hair #defiant whumpee #cains always been a little shit but he wasn't always full feral bastard

[abloomingperiod]

baekhyun as a bf

it wasn’t supposed to be this big tbh

you can tell by the fucker’s face, he is annoying af

k seriously tho

even though byun is all smiles and pranks he definitely seems like a serious person on the personal side

constantly asking himself if it’s the right thing to do putting u in such a historically brutal position such as dating an idol

you having to reassure him way too often that it was your decision to make, not his

“sweetie i’m here because i want to stop going off” “cool but like are you su-” “dude i swEAR TO GOD”

it’s not something he likes thinking it just happens okay he’s worried b patient to the babee

since his last relationship didn’t end up very well, he would probably take mONTHS to actually claim you as his girlfriend

seriously tho i fume just thinking about that time

it happened on a friday night when he was playing on the pc, chanyeol was calling and babyboi was like “srry cant talk rn exchanging breaths with my girl”

you were scrunching your nose for a sec but them you realized what he said and were like !!!!

him enjoying the fact his words got you so flustered and playing it cool like chill out dude as if you didn’t know we were dating by now

????????? in fact ou were so surprised bcs u didn’t even know the boys knew abt ur existence

“like... they KNOW??????”

“of cOURSE they know junmyeon would kick my ass if i didn’t explain to him why i missed our dinner last night”

you guys are so comfortable with the fact your relationship ain’t official you decided at the same night thisbis how you prefered to stay like

he’s not okay with going public after what happened in the past and you agree and support his desire to keep it private

i could write a whole essay dissing saesangs

that doesn’t mean he won’t hang out with you

after all, you’ve been friends for ages now

and the boys know abt u

chanyeol keeps biting byun’s butt but you’re okay with that

was there any other option? ofc not

talking about ass

he’s one

honestly such a tease

always finding a way to make u flustered

“babe look at me” “what” “i love you” “god i love you too” “and your ass looks amazing today” “leave me alone”

always slaps your butt

doesn’t matter the context

sexual or not

he loves him some butt

lol dates

like literally you sit there and spend the night playing and eating together

every lol date is a different dish ordered

since you gotta keep it low profile

might as well do it right

he’s an observer

constantly stops what he’s doing to admire you

sometimes you’re like watching a movie or idk brushing ur teeth

he stands there in the door frame all dumbfounded burning loveholes into your skull

you’re like ...stop it

he’s like . no

he’s so emotional i’m not even exaggerating

keeps joking around when he’s around people and everybody seems to think he’s a dork who just can’t stop talking nonsense

(which he is)

but when you guys are alone

oh boy

he’s so sensible

literally writes on post-its and places it around your apartment before he leaves for practice on mornings

not all of them are cute tho

once your friend was like “hey y/n idcwho’s dicking you down but i think the person got the feels”

you completely forgot to take off the “your taste already left my mouth. dinner tonight at 8 and i’ll be eating twice” post-it

like

he literally put it in your refrigerator’s door

you legit wanted to die

but then on other days it’s like

“i promised, throughout my whole life, this heart belongs to you.”

honestly so intense

when you guys argue it’s like a conquest to see who can act more like a spoiled kid

but basically go off with your frustrations and then one of u ends up cooling off in the shower

later either you or him get in there too asking if the other is feeling better

tbh not that often do u guys fight

most of the times is like

“okay,,, this is unnecessary” “yeah screw it”

but sometimes it gets really heated

and you’re both frustrated

straightforward speaking, you guys have sex

very

rough

sex

he’s a switch k let’s be real

loves making you beg

loves begging for you

not the type to degrade or hurt you or anything

like he’s a light dom

and by that i mean he will pound in you rough and slow until you’re begging him to let you cum but keeps kissing your flushed cheeks and tightly intertwining your hands as he lovingly whispers “you fucking love those type of fights don’t you”

loves LOVES being blindfolded

lowkey a freak but moderately

absolutely loves it when he ties you up and makes you say exactly what you want

will always stuck two or three fingers in so you have a hard time speaking

as i was saying, the absolute worst

“baekhyun... please-“ “fucking say it” “please... baby... fuck me” “hard nut”

is shamelessly vocal

groans

whimpers

desperate moans

aftercare baekhyun is a look

his hair all disheveled, dazed eyes and flushed lips

yk that look from the city lights photoshoot with his glossy skin and damp hair

yeah

he loves you so much and seeing you all blissed out after sex makes him, curiously, very very soft

everything you guys said during the argument is quickly forgotten as you exchange a few sorry’s and deep kisses in between

loves feeling your skin against his as he embraces your shoulders hugging you to his chest

you leave pecks on the scratchings your nails did on his skin and he just lays there all fucked out and smiles like 💕💞💓💘💘💖💗💞💓💗💕💝💘💖💕💞💓💗💗💞💖💘💞💘💖

and he’s horny again

it’s not like he’s a teenager he just absolutely loves being this intimate to you

and then you have a bath together bcs sticky

loves making coffee like at 6am to you so he can wake you up and have breakfast together

the type to wake you in this worst way possible

he rips the sheets off of you

regardless of how cold it is at that hour

and jumps over

“wake up egg”

as you guys head to the kitchen he sits you on his lap and feeds you :(

his arms around your waist and keeps leaving tiny pecks on your cheeks as he rests his cheek on your back and heavily sighs

“ya your breath stinks”

“you stink dummy”

sings ballads out of the blue

you’re like reading or smth

and he’s like

appado gWAENCHANHA

“shut it or i’ll rip off your chords with my bare hands”

“i dare you”

you actually made out after you chased him around the couch

so annoyingly dense

like you were taking your clothes off

his lips on your neck

and then he’s like

“btw my mother wants to meet you”

you literally froze

bra slipping off your shoulders

“????? you mother kNOWS?????”

“ofc she knows she’s my mother wtf”

“!!!!!!!!!BAEKHYUN”

doesn’t understand the concept of Time And Place

once you were on the bathtub massaging his feet after hours of practice and he was like yo ever thought about kids

i ran out of reactions so basically you cursed at him for five minutes

he was like 🥺🥺 just saying srry

it took you more five to explain to him it wasn’t that you hated kids you just thought it was something to talk about on another time

like

five years another time

maybe ten

he was like k we can have a dog

and now you have a dog together along with mongryong

a cutie called jinx

don’t ask

fucking nerd

you were like

she’s new so treat her as kindly as mongryong

baekhyun is a pain in the ass but in a matter of hours he was like

i bought the same clothes for them

you rolled your eyes but silently got the heart eyes bcs cute

loves watching you dressing yourself

especially for your low profile dates

“hm no too hard to take off”

“...a monochromatic two piece with a zipper in the skirt?”

“my point exactly”

tbh he Is kinda horny

but that’s bcs he’s mad for you

loves it when you style his hair

“baekhyun can’t you stand still for like two minutes” “oh sorry”

you’re standing there, focused on the task

30 secs on it and his hands are already caressing your tummy

you’re like stop i’m bUSY

he’s like no one’s stopping you

but keeps tickling you

idk he really treasures those tiny little details in the moments you spend together

everything is important to him

doesn’t mean he’s like insanely needy of your attention

no you’re two individuals who have their own lives and schedules

he keeps it cool but yeah he’s bananas for you

sorry his words

everything is so domestic with him

and so good

he’s been through a lot throughout the years and this relationship is the calmness he needed

and he’s the fun and lightness you needed after spending so much time trying and acting like a “grownup”

baekhyun brings back the teenager in you

but in a good way

you complete each other so well sigh

cuz you’re like all responsible and shit

he loves the juxtaposition

so do you

idk it feels right

you love like teenagers but live like adults

also his words

#maybe im biased #byun baekhyun scenario #baekhyun imagine #exo imagines #baekhyun drabble #baekhyun exo