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wangxiandecoded · 4 years

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Episode 7 (& Wangxian Meta)

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(Spoilers for the whole show ahead!)

The Chosen Ones

Lan Zhan, if this scene foreshadows anything, it’s that he’s certainly going to become a part of your domestic affair.

There is something powerful about the first and only female Lan clan leader giving them her blessing and saying it was destiny that they found their way to her just as she’s about to fade into oblivion. Wangxian are the archetypal Chosen Ones who have been entrusted with keeping the Yin Iron safe. And if this was yet another straight adventure story that delivers poetic justice, we would expect it to conclude with these two people ending up together - and that’s what The Untamed does in a roundabout way with our heroes.

Nothing to see here. Just two guys tripping over each other because the sacred string of fate pulled them towards each other.

Lan Zhan, I’ll Be Your Secret Keeper!

This episode is full of instances where Wei Ying refuses to tell other characters what really happened in the cave, then turns around to look at Lan Zhan with a proud look that screams, “I’m so good at keeping secrets, aren’t I? We are soulmates! Come on, validate me, Lan Zhan!”

The expression on Lan Qiren’s face when Wei Ying calls Lan Zhan his confidant/soulmate. No words are needed.

The Yin Iron Secret™ is obviously bringing them closer and they begin to share loaded glances that convey everything they wish to say without actually having to. Thus begins the process of everyone third wheeling Wangxian.

Jiang Cheng thinks Wei Ying should move into the Cloud Recesses since he’s hanging out with Lan Zhan all the time. Lan Zhan hears that and appears to be a tad bit disappointed Wei Ying might never actually do that since their lifestyles are leagues apart. It’s tough being Wei Wuxian sometimes.

The Lantern That Started Everything

We are here, folks! The moment that started it all, the scene that defined Wangxian’s story. Once again, Wangxian are framed in contrast with the two straight couples.

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying are standing together and look at each other while making their wish, just like Yanli x Jin Zixuan, and Jiang Cheng x Wen Qing.

Lan Zhan says he is used to doing it alone and Wei Ying comments old habits can be changed, which just points to the latter’s impact on the former’s life.

Wei Ying has another accomplishment to cross off his list : Finally made Lan Zhan smile today!

Mian Mian asks Yanli why she didn’t make the lantern together with Jin Zixuan, as praying together is a custom followed by couples that are to be married. And that tells you everything you need to know about Lan Zhan and Wei Ying’s relationship.

The first of many times that Lan Zhan rushes in to hold Wei Ying back.

Lan Zhan for a second believed Wei Ying finally learnt his lessons and crossed over to the lawful good side.. but come on, you love him precisely because he would never do that. And those ants are cute.

Jiang Fengmian proposes to cancel the troth between the clans to marry Yanli and Jin Zixuan. It is worth mentioning that Jiang clan’s approach to marriage is to never force their kids into a lifelong relationship they are not sure they want as they believe in “following one’s nature”. When even straight relationships are progressive and value happiness above all else, what is to stop the show from selling us a central gay romance that ends happily? Absolutely nothing.

We’ve now seen both the protagonists reject the romantic idea of spending their life with a woman.

Missing Lan Zhan Hours Now Open

Wei Ying pouting like.. What do you mean we have to leave already? Lan Zhan literally just started acknowledging me as his soulmate.

Oh no, Lan Zhan.. Why aren’t you including your soulmate on the super secret plan™?!

Wei Ying’s reason for wanting to say goodbye to only Lan Zhan out of all the disciples is, “Why can’t I admire his talents? You’re all losers who can’t fight me and he is my Match (Made In Heaven), I desire for an equivalence (and a meaningful union between souls.)”

The camera moves from the Yunmeng siblings squabbling to Lan Zhan observing them from a distance. Zewu Jun joins him and comments that after Wei Ying’s departure, Yun Shen will be silent once more. Lan Zhan’s face falls a little, understandably because he was getting more than used to Wei Ying’s chaotic presence in his life.

Zewu Jun is worried if Lan Zhan will be alright on his journey alone and raises the idea if he should tell Wei Ying about his quest. But Lan Zhan, our beloved idiot, still needs that extra push to come to terms with his feelings and realize Wei Ying will instantly drop everything for a lifetime by his side if he were to only say the word.

Rabbits Symbolise The Chinese Gay God

Even before the fandom taught me that the Chinese god of homosexuality is literally The Rabbit God, so the inclusion of rabbits is gloriously queer subtext, I could gather that they symbolised Wangxian’s feelings for each other. They both talk to the rabbits when the other is not there, Wei Ying paints a rabbit lantern for them to wish together, Lan Zhan raised Ah Yuan among these rabbits because they reminded him of Wei Ying and after 16 years, Lan Zhan drunkenly admits he likes rabbits (the equivalent of saying he’s always liked Wei Ying), they buy the rabbit lantern together and finally come back to find these rabbits in Cloud Recesses. The rabbits are a part of the Wangxian family.

The reappearance of the rabbits when Lan Zhan and Wei Ying’s dynamics have changed 16 years later is very telling. Their relationship by then has survived death and the miraculous return from death; it’s gone through the whole cycle of the promise of love, the pain of loss, the joy of redemption. The rabbits bring their life full circle to denote the certainty and comfort in the fact that they have each other after the trials and tribulations their romance has withstood. Wei Ying even says he isn’t scared of what happens anymore in that scene. There is nothing that can separate our heroes after this, they just have to brave whatever comes together.

And then there’s this promo picture and scene from a later episode where two rabbits are kissing.

This is how The Untamed screamed gay rights : “We’re not saying the heroes are gay, but the Yunshen rabbits are definitely gay and no one can do anything about it!” Only, the rabbits are such a huge part of this love story.

Wangxian’s Promise of Love and Honor

When they make the wish together, Lan Zhan looks at Wei Ying with a kind of awe and reverence like, how did I not recognize him from the moment we met? He eyes the pouch containing the Yin metal and realizes they are both more alike than he thought, that this guy is possibly and most definitely his soulmate. This is an important stage in their relationship.

When he hears Wei Ying wish that he wants to eliminate evil and protect the weak in exchange for a life without anything weighing down their hearts - I think it is at this point he begins to see him as more of a life partner with whom he can share everything, than just a friend. Because Wei Ying’s impact on Lan Zhan’s life is so profound it alters his being, tilts his axis and expands his perspective. Wei Ying brought with him a free-spirited, flexible measurement of morality and an ardent quest for truth that no 3000 rules of the Lan clan had ever laid down. He realizes the rules he grew up on are right but Wei Ying, with all his moral complexity, can also be right. Wei Ying’s companionship introduced Lan Zhan to a fluid perception of right and wrong that he found perfectly acceptable. This shows Lan Zhan and Wei Ying belong to the new generation that is here to reform the broken system built by their ancestors. In this moment, by choosing to view him as his unequivocal soulmate, by acknowledging their paths are to be forever intertwined, Lan Zhan liberates his mind from the monochromatic perception of life he was brought up on. By making this wish together, Lan Zhan trusts Wei Ying to always do the right thing from now on and trusts the both of them to lead a life that they are proud of.

He doesn’t know right now that staying committed to this wish is going to demand everything from them in the future, but he does know that Wei Ying is the greatest person he has ever met and the first one who is so compatible with him. And that is a revelation to Lan Zhan because there are easily a million things that set them apart. All the same, he sees his own core values reflected in his soulmate. He decides it couldn’t be the worst thing in this world to stand by Wei Ying’s side especially when he’s doing the most honorable thing they both know to be true. This common ground means something to Lan Zhan, even if we don’t hear him admit that. Because here is Wei Ying telling him he doesn’t need to be alone anymore even though he’s used to it. That he doesn’t have to go through any of it alone as long as he is there: fight for justice, vanquish evil, or even simply go through everyday life. Lan Zhan’s face in this scene is understandably the face of a man who is falling in love.

The promise they make to each other on this cliff was in a way, a promise to follow their own path that ended up operating above the constraints of and reinvented the cultivation world’s jurisdiction. There are going to be many forces trying to convince them it's not the right way, but the path they share, which is both the literal path of justice and their love for each other (they are synonymous, after all) is the one they courageously forge and painfully commit to when their world is unable to go on existing with the faulty principles it was founded on. That is why their romance survives every obstacle in the end. It is founded on a love that runs so deep it recognizes and respects the other in the many lifetimes spent serving their just cause. Their love, and the extents it goes to in order to thrive, is the answer to all the troubles that ail their world. And it all began with this lantern.

This is why The Untamed is the gay drama and Wangxian are the gay warriors the universe has been waiting for. It staged gay romance in a realm ruled by gentry and the supernatural, giving us equal parts of gore as there is swashbuckling, gut-wrenching drama. Literally never been done before.

In conclusion, Episode 7 deepens the bond between our heroes and sets up the main struggle in their romance as we wait to see what will become of the wish they made together. But one thing is clear : They are bound together forever, not just by their love for each other but also by their common cause. That is why the road they walk on can never be different. It will forever be the single plank road they will always find their way back to.

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spearfeld · 6 years

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So I just got done watching Alex Strangelove

I have really mixed opinions about this movie. I’m gonna give my full review under the cut, as well as address some of the arguments that this movie accomplishes what Love, Simon couldn’t. Beware of spoilers for both Alex Strangelove and Love, Simon.

This is a long one, so be warned.

Okay, first I’ll give me general overview of Alex Strangelove. This movie is a HUGE mixed bag for me so buckle up, I guess.

Basic plot synopsis: Alex and Claire have been dating for a while but haven’t had sex. They keep making plans to try and have sex, but Alex meets this boy named Elliot, who is gay. Alex and Elliot end up forming a connection that causes Alex to rethink his sexuality.

First off, let me start by saying that I actually enjoyed this movie. At least, I enjoyed the end of it. And I enjoyed a good chunk of the middle as well. But there was a lot in this movie that either just didn’t need to be there or shouldn’t have been there because it was straight up offensive.

But let’s start with the stuff that I did like. I liked the relationship between Alex and Elliot. A lot. It was cute. Like, Simon and Blue levels of cute at points. Elliot is such an interesting and fun character and he has a lot of chemistry with Alex. Every scene the two of them were on screen together I was smiling. I would have liked to have even more of them in the movie, because he kind of disappears after the first act and a half and doesn’t show up again until the end.

I also enjoyed a lot of the interactions between Alex and Claire. There were some that were kind of problematic but for the most part, they were pretty cute. And I liked their friendship by the end of the film.

There was also this one line that was handled really well. Claire’s mother has some sort of cancer (a fact that like...never really does anything for the plot of the story? but whatever) and while Claire and Alex are having a fight, she tells Claire, “You can stay mad. But what I do know is...We’re not gonna be on this earth forever. And being angry is an exhausting way to spend your day.” Which is already a pretty good line on its own, I guess. But this line has a lot more weight behind it because Claire’s mother is like, literally dying of cancer so she knows better than anybody that her time is limited. I just think that was handled really well.

Okay, before I address the things I liked about the ending, I want to talk about all of the stuff I didn’t like about this film. And let’s start with the big one. The grandaddy of all issues with this film.

The character of Dell.

Dell is the worst fucking character I have ever had the displeasure of watching on screen. He’s completely unsympathetic, he’s an asshole, lowkey homophobic, transphobic, self-centered, all around a terrible human being. Absolutely the worst. I would have given this movie 4 or 5 stars if this character did not exist. Straight up.

Let’s break down all of the terrible shit this character says and does in this movie:

When Claire tells Alex’s friends that they haven’t had sex yet, he tells Alex that he’s just “lost his dick.” Basically saying he’s not a man anymore because his girlfriend just, idk said a thing about them that’s true? I mean I guess it’s their private life and she shouldn’t have been blabbing about that but like for one is it really that big of a deal? Anyway, insinuating that he’s less of a man by saying that he no longer has a penis is INCREDIBLY transphobic. Because you have to have a penis to be a man, I guess.

He then transitions into homophobic comments, calling Alex gay because he hasn’t had sex with Claire yet. He tries to pass it of as an honest suggestion, but the tone in his voice, the delivery from the actor, it’s really clear that Dell is making fun of Alex for this. Which is beyond fucked up.

That’s not the only problematic stuff he says, either. This kid says a BUNCH of fucked up shit. Like SO much. I’m gonna do my best to try and summarize it but it’s a LOT:

He has this whole scene where he basically makes fun of trans and non-binary people, poking fun at this genderqueer character by calling them out and saying, “Hey, Sidney. Are you into vagina or dick?” “I’m attracted to the person.” Whatever the fuck that means.”

In the same scene, when Alex tells him he might be bi, he decides to whip out his dick and show Alex, and when Alex reacts negatively to seeing the unsolicited penis of a person he does not consider himself attracted to, Dell insinuates that see he can’t be bi because he’s clearly not into dick. There are so many things wrong with that? First, you don’t just randomly whip your dick out to people, that’s just not a thing you do, Dell. That’s literally sexual harassment. Second, just because somebody is gay or bi or whatever doesn’t mean that they’re into fucking everybody of that gender. Third, genitals does not equal gender. Somebody who identifies as gay doesn’t necessarily have to be attracted to penis genitalia specifically. Because not everybody who is a boy has a penis, and not everybody who has a penis is a boy. It’s honestly just remarkable how homophobic and transphobic this movie about gay characters can really be. (And people think this is better representation than Love, Simon??? But I’ll come back to that.)

He also makes an offhand comment about the fucking NAMBLA (North American Man/Boy Love Association, aka a pedophile organization), but I’m not even going to get into that.

There’s also this really pointless and painfully unfunny subplot, I guess if you could call it that, where Alex’s friends get this exotic frog that acts as a psychedelic if you lick it. Dell licks it, and then promptly loses the frog, and spends the rest of the party tripping balls. And it just leads to interruptions of genuinely sweet scenes with Alex and Elliot with scenes of Dell tripping out and hallucinating and shit. It was kind of funny the first time when he made an offhand comment about a singing garden hose and then it showed a yodeling hose animatronic. But after that it’s just painful. Really painful.

There are some other smaller problems I had with the movie, just some weird awkward lines and things that I didn’t necessarily like their inclusion (Claire keeps telling Alex to shut up while they’re having sex; I think that’s supposed to be funny because he’s babbling but like? Clearly that’s the kind of sexual being that Alex is and she shouldn’t try to put that down???? Communication is important in sex and like it’s about having fun with your partner not these set expectations of what it’s supposed to be like stop watching porn and actually go out and experience something for once anyway I’m rambling) but they don’t really hinder the experience nearly as much as literally every second that Dell is on screen.

Anyway, let’s get into the ending. Because I honestly really liked the ending.

Spoiler alert, but Alex eventually settles on the label of gay. I understand the arguments against this, how he initially identified as bi in the movie and that a) this robs us of potential bi representation, which we are severely lacking and b) it reinforces the stereotype that bisexual is just a stepping stone label to straight or gay, lending to bisexual erasure as a whole. I totally agree with this arguments. But I also try to keep that in the back of my mind while watching it so I can actually just enjoy the gay representation we do get. Those arguments are totally valid, but I don’t think it ruins the movie for me.

Anyway, so the way the movie ends, is Alex falls into a pool chasing after the frog (this literally was so pointless oh my god) and has a flashback to a memory where he got a boner looking at other guys at summer camp and when he comes out of it he realizes he’s gay. Then Claire finds him and he tells her he’s gay. Claire is understandably upset by the fact that her boyfriend of three years was actually gay the entire time, and feels hurt and confused. Eventually, however, they talk about it and they come to an understanding. Claire accepts Alex and accepts the situation, Alex tells her that he does love her. They talk a little bit about attraction and how Alex had been lying to himself for a long time. It’s a really well done scene for the most part (Claire does suggest it’s a phase which aaaaa but like, overall the scene was well-handled).

After that, Claire and Alex stay friends, and form an actual genuine friendship which I think was really neat. Claire is honestly the MVP of this movie because of what she does at the end. So Alex and Claire decide to still go to Prom together, but Claire invites Elliot. And honestly, the movie could have ended there with him and Elliot dancing and I would have been happy, but it actually keeps going for a little bit. Alex kind of freaks out because everybody is staring at him. He runs off to the bathroom and Elliot comes and talks to him, eventually getting upset and hurt by the fact that Alex seems to be embarrassed to be seen with him in public and says he’s going to leave, but Alex ends up swallowing his fear and kissing him on the dance floor in front of everybody (a bit over dramatic but tbh so was the Ferris Wheel scene in Love, Simon so). It then cuts to a really heartwarming scene of Alex and Claire on their webshow where Alex starts to talk about his experiences understanding his sexuality and coming out, and it pans out, showing a bunch of other videos of other people talking about their experiences with their sexualities and coming out and such. (I’ll admit; I got pretty teary-eyed at the end there.)

And that’s Alex Strangelove. A pretty good movie that I feel gets completely and utterly ruined by that one character. Overall I think I liked the good things about the movie as much as I detested the bad, so I give the movie a 3/5 overall.

Now, to address the comparisons to Love, Simon.

There was a tumblr post circulating a little while ago, who I’m not going to name the OP because I don’t want them to get blasted with hate or anything (honestly they’ve probably already gotten a lot for that post even though they explicitly said that it wasn’t a hate on Love, Simon post. Don’t send people hate guys. It’s not cool.) This tumblr post had a few key arguments to it, with the thesis of it being that Alex Strangelove accomplished what Love, Simon couldn’t. What was Love, Simon trying to accomplish that it failed at? Well according to this tumblr post:

Love, Simon does not address sexualities other than “straight” and “gay” whereas Alex Strangelove talks openly about bi, pan, ace, etc.

Love, Simon is lacking in sexual content, taking, in their words “the sex out of sexuality,” whereas Alex Strangelove is a film that deals heavily with the concept of sex

Love, Simon is a very dated movie with how it handles certain things, and Alex Strangelove is a fresh and modern take on the concept of sexuality and discovery.

Okay, first things first. This person is comparing two completely different movies that are trying to accomplish completely different things. Love, Simon is a family movie. Alex Strangelove is most definitely not.

Alex Strangelove sets out to tell a story of discovery, of acceptance of ones self and of others. It is a film about coming to terms with one’s sexuality. Love, Simon is a film not about discovery and acceptance, but courage to speak the truth. Alex discovers more about himself and his sexuality as the film progresses; Simon already knows he’s gay, he accepts it, he just hasn’t felt any desire to actually come out and tell anybody about it.

And side note; but Love, Simon’s lack of sexual content I feel is a good thing. Not only because it’s a family film, but because gay people are often fetishized or sexualized in movies, even movies about gay people (see: the Eating Out series, Another Gay Movie, even indie art films like Shortbus and Call Me By Your Name.) They all deal with sexual relationships between gay characters, and while that’s find because gay people are sexual beings just like straight people are, it’s by no means all we are. And only showing those kinds of relationships as representation is harmful because it only reinforces the stereotype that homosexuality is inherently sexual. This is the reason why gay characters and relationships weren’t allowed on TV or movies, especially in kids programming, for the longest time. It’s why Legend of Korra had to stick an ambiguous confirmation in the last scene of its show, by Willow and Tara from Buffy the Vampire Slayer weren’t allowed to even kiss on screen or confirm that they were in a romantic relationship until they had been together for basically an entire season or two, and it’s why Love, Simon is the first mainstream romantic comedy featuring a gay lead ever. Gay people are too often sexualized by the media and saying that this was a point against Love, Simon is missing the point of the movie entirely, if you ask me.

I think that Alex Strangelove’s purpose is that of teaching teens more about exploring themselves sexually and discovering things about themselves and how that’s natural and okay and how you need to be honest with yourself if you want to truly be happy and free. Love, Simon, in contrast, is a story for people who already have gone through that process, already know who they are, and now just need to learn that it’s okay to be open about that, to tell others, to be your true self. Completely different messages, completely different movies.

The argument that Love, Simon didn’t accomplish what Alex Strangelove did is inapplicable because they were never trying to accomplish the same task.

Also, the last argument that Love, Simon didn’t give us any lead POC roles, uhhhhh did you watch the movie? Nick and Abby, two of the main leads who appear in all of the promotional material, are black. Bram, the person that Simon ends up with at the end of the movie, is black, and Jewish, and gay. Then there’s also Ethan, another black and gay student at Creekwood, and Ms. Albright, the black drama teacher. And, it’s a very minor role I don’t think he actually even has any speaking lines but Martin’s friend Suraj is Indian. That’s like most of the main cast? But anyway.

Love, Simon and Alex Strangelove. Two good movies (though my preference still lies with Love, Simon) with different goals in mind. Two movies that really can not be compared past the fact that they both deal with gay characters and relationships. This is a similar issue with the seemingly popular comparison between Love, Simon and Call Me By Your Name, the last gay-led movie that became popular. Love, Simon is a romantic comedy about coming out, whereas Call Me By Your Name is a tragic drama about a boy who falls in love with a man and enters an intense, passionate, but not entirely healthy relationship with him. They both have gay leads, but they are by no means comparable otherwise. You wouldn’t compare Titanic to Star Wars, just because they both have straight lead characters, so why would you compare Love, Simon to Alex Strangelove, or Call Me By Your Name or whatever just because they both have gay lead characters. There’s a logical fallacy somewhere in there that I can’t exactly pinpoint because I’m running on three hours of sleep, but yeah.

So that’s my opinion. I know this is a fucking long post and I applaud any of you who read it all the way through. I just wanted to get my thoughts out and hopefully this helps somebody understand both of these movies better. :)

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addicktjimin · 6 years

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brother’s best friend. || two

Summary: Since you turned sixteen, Jimin (22) realized what woman you had become. He tries so hard to control himself when you are around, as there’s no way he can touch you. Not only because you are the little sister of his best friend but also because you are way too young. Pairing: You x Jimin ft. brother Yoongi & friend Jungkook Genre: smut [18+], illegal sex, dom!jimin, slight fuckboy!jimin, slow sex, rough jimin, tiny tiny bit angst, young reader, Warning: big age difference between jimin and the reader. Be warned! Don’t like, don’t read!!

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Index: 01, 02

“Oh my God!” You reached for your private parts to cover them from his eyeline, “Don’t you dare look at me! I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill you!” You stumbled to regain your balance when you lifted yourself from him, slamming the door behind you once you fell into your room.

It all happened so fast that all Jimin could do was stare vacantly across the hallway as Yoongi took a step out of his room. All his eyes could meet with was Jimin sat there, confused. “What happened? I heard a scream and a door slam.” Jimin bent forward, ignoring Yoongi’s question completely. He interlocked his legs, putting his hand on his forehead. “Jimin?” Yoongi asked again, his head slowly looking in the direction of your room. He had the worst in mind but he wanted to wait for an explanation before he would attack his best friend again.

Jimin just sat there on the landing with his head in his hands, small muffled laughter escaping his mildly covered mouth: he simply couldn't take this much longer

You heard him laughing as you wrapped yourself in your bed sheets as well as you could. You were fully aware why you hated him - of course, he would laugh in a situation like that. He was such an asshole and at some point, you started to wish that Jimin would be the Jimin that you once loved a lot, you wanted that back because you missed him more than he would ever believe.

“Yoongi, I think I need to pass.” Jimin stood up, running his fingers through his hair. “I don’t think that I can babysit your sister.” He couldn’t do it anymore. He was trying so hard to maintain his composure but this incident had just been the last punch in the face. He had seen your naked body, that was it for him. If he saw you again, he wasn’t sure if he would be able to control himself.

He wanted to be close to you every second of the day but he wasn’t allowed to touch you so he couldn’t stand it anymore. At some point, part of him thought that he would get over it but even after trying for three years now, there was no change of heart. He couldn’t do it. The tragic thing was that he couldn’t get over it but he couldn’t be with you either. It wasn’t just something sexual for him, it wasn’t that he just found your body sexy. He also cared for you more than he should, there were so many things that he wanted to do with you and for you to do with him but all these fantasies could never blossom into reality. The whole situation was a constant winter and until yesterday, it had been bleak and barren - that was until he heard you talking about him, that was when the first flower bud started to develop, turning winter into spring. But he was very aware that the bud was vulnerable, that it might not survive the harsh winter.

That’s it. He needed to stay away from you completely now. At least, as long it took for him to be able to control himself again - if that was even a possibility for the future.

Jimin had taken off way before Yoongi had even thought about leaving so that meant that he really had no other choice but to leave you alone. When Yoongi left, you were able to see the raw fear and anticipation in his eyes whenever he might look at you but he was forced to put his nerves aside and leave you behind.

You stood by the door, leaning on the doorframe as Yoongi stood outside, in front of you with all of his luggage piled at his feet and bags in his hands. His girlfriend was sat in the car fiddling with the navigation system as she waited for him to say his goodbyes.

“Don’t forget to blow out the candles before you go to bed and if you cook something, don’t forget to turn the oven off afterwards! Oh, and take the trash out before you go to sleep tonight.”

You nodded slightly and rolled your eyes, “I’ve got it Yoongi. Just incase you forgot, this is the tenth time that you’ve told me that now.” You gifted him with a large hug, pushing past his bags, securing him in a brief, careful embrace, “You worry way too much.” You muttered under your breath as he finally nodded to you, letting go of you and walking towards the car.

You waved at him a few times as the car pulled out of the driveway, closing the door behind you once he was finally out of sight. You pressed your back against the front door, slumping slightly as you sighed into the wild oblivion in front of you. It was so empty, so silent, so lifeless. You had become accustomed to Jimin’s lazy arse on that couch and the impenetrable scent of Yoongi’s cigarettes: it was weird when there was no one here. For many people your age, this was normality but it was just difficult for you to accept because this just wasn’t the life that you were used to. Yoongi had never allowed you to stay by yourself before, you were surprised that he didn’t force you to third-wheel his vacation. If Yoongi wasn’t here then your mom would be but this time she was away working in Malaysia. You were officially completely alone.

You could hear the gentle sound of tyre traction on the damp ground outside. Each car drove past slowly as you collapsed against the door. This was exactly the thing, why was it raining in summer? Why was there always something that was bound to ruin it for you? Your thoughts droned around stealthily as you felt the soft vibration of your phone in your pocket. It was one of your classmates, the only one that you really did consider a friend - granted, she wasn’t a close friend but she was one that you could confide in about anything, inclusive of your weakness for Jimin.

When you picked up the call, she was the first to talk. “And? How does it feel to be all alone with Park Jimin?”

“He isn’t here.” Your throat croaked slightly from dehydration, the memory of what had happened a while ago at the forefront of your conscience. “Wait. What? Why?”

You told her everything that had happened, not forgetting a single detail since the event was so crisp in your memory. Despite your immense embarrassment, she just couldn’t seem to hold back her laughter. She went on and on about how much you must have destroyed him, how weak he would have been after seeing you naked: not just this, but the fact that you came into contact with him. For some reason, she was unbelievably confident that this was the reason that he cancelled on you.

“I bet he’s going crazy right now!” She said with mild laughter whilst simultaneously feeling a little bad for him. “No. Jimin is not the type to over-think something like this. It’s not a big deal, when I was younger, he saw me naked whenever it was bath time.” You could hear your friend sighing down the line as you literally felt her rolling her eyes. “Goddamn, Y/N! You were ten years old, this is a completely different situation! You’re basically a woman now and he is a man. If you think that he can swallow it that easily then you're even dumber than I thought.” Part of you really didn’t want to talk about this, you just wanted to change the topic of conversation to something that would be less embarrassing for you. Despite all your attempts, it didn’t work; she just wanted to talk about your relationship with Jimin.

You had no idea how long it had been since she had first called you, no idea how long you had been talking about all this but with each minute you could feel yourself becoming more uncomfortable so you moved to the couch, although you still twisted and turned even when you got there.

“I mean, did you ever think about the possibility that he might be in love with you?” Your eyes widened at her words as you shot up into a sitting position. “What?!” You asked, almost screaming down the phone.

“I mean, it’s very possible…”

You shook your head in rapid succession, “No, Jimin likes older girls - at least, twenty, sometimes - even older than that. He would never fall in love with me. In fact, we used to be so close that he probably sees me more as a little sister than anything else.” You nodded, pleased with yourself because you knew that what you had said had made absolute sense. Even though you were certain of yourself, her question kept digging away at your mind.

If he was in love with you, surely you would have been able to notice it by now. When he was in love, he seemed…actually, how did he act when he was in love? You had never witnessed him talking about his girlfriends more than was considered normal, you had never seen him being all lovey-dovey with the women that he had dated, nor was he more happy when he wasn’t single. He was the same Jimin that he always had been - completely normal, right?

“Are you in love with him?”

This question left you in complete silence for at least five to ten minutes. Thankfully, your friend just waited patiently and gifted you with all the time that you needed before you committed to an answer. Actually, you had never thought about this. Yes, you had fantasies about him; yes - sometimes you imagined what a relationship with him might be like; you wondered how his lips might feel against yours; you wonder if he was a good kisser. Occasionally, you might wonder, if he would ever…touch you and speak to you like he did to his girlfriends. But you had never really thought about whether you were in love with him or not.

You were forced back into reality when your friend’s mom called her. “Sorry, Y/N, I have to go now.” She sounded a little sad because she wanted to know the answer to her question but she also seemed to know that you didn’t exactly have the answer either.

The remainder of the day went by pretty easily even if you were alone. In a way, it was pretty cool to have such a large place all to yourself. You could do whatever you wanted to, you could live by your own rules. There was no Jimin to accidentally walk in on you as you jumped around the room in your underwear, looking for the clothes that you would wear on your date with Jungkook, there was no Yoongi to stop you from going. You stood there for ages, deciding on what earrings and rings you should wear. Really, you were almost enjoying it a little too much. Before you had the time to notice, the sun had descended into the horizon and darkness melted into the sky outside. You watched a ton of age-restricted movies that had been recommended to you by Jimin and Yoongi before you managed to make your way to bed at 2am the following morning.

When you woke up again, you lay there smiling to yourself for a while. Your stomach began to turn as you thought about your date with Jungkook: you were nervous as hell. Yoongi had left a few voice-messages for you, asking you if you had managed to do everything that he had asked of you: you hadn’t. You had forgotten to take out the trash last night so once you had listened to his messages and called him back, you jumped out of your bed and dragged the trash to the curb, thankfully before it had been collected from the other houses.

When the night came, you pulled out the black dress that you had decided to wear as well as the black underwear that seemed fitting. You matched the dress with some thin thighs to conceal the bruises that you had managed to get from walking into something once again. You were clumsy as fuck and it wasn’t worth asking about, considering that you couldn’t even remember getting half of the ones that you had. You had plenty of time to do your makeup really nicely if you had cared but you weren’t really that much of a makeup fan so you just applied some light mascara and a little bit of nude lipstick. Your hair was also done fairly quickly, since it was naturally pretty straight so you could get away with simply straightening over any small curls that you had left.

Afterwards, you ran to the mirror and looked yourself up and down. Holy shit, you looked ridiculous. Yesterday, you looked at yourself in the mirror and you looked amazing but now, you just looked like a potato in a black dress. Great. The minutes were ticking by as you glanced at the clock on the wall, there wasn’t long for you to find something else to wear but it was enough time. But right when you were about to take off your little black dress, a bell sounded throughout the entire house.

“Are you serious? He is thirty minutes early.” You readjusted your black dress into its appropriate position and ran downstairs. Before you opened the door, you spent a few seconds fixing your hair and dress once more as you cleared your throat and stood up straight.

The gap in the door widened as you pulled it open and faced Jimin.

Jimin?

“What the hell are you doing here?! Leave!” You looked past his shoulder to see if Jungkook was standing behind him but he was nowhere to be seen.

“Why-why the fuck are you dressed like that?” He asked sternly, closing the door behind him.

You narrowed your eyes and started to walk back in the direction that you had initially come from but Jimin kept following you. There it was again: the irregular pounding against your ribcage, the butterflies spreading throughout your stomach. This was the worst time that he could decide to show up and look after you. Yoongi could never know that you were going to go out with Jungkook but there was no way that Jimin was going to let this drop. He would thoroughly enjoy telling Yoongi exactly what you had done.

“That’s none of your business.”

“It is.” He whispered more to himself than anyone else, “Wherever you’re planning on going, you can cancel it now.” He positioned his weight against the front door and studied your every move, his gaze piercing you coldly as if he were curious as to how you would react to his next question. “With who?”

“Oh, I, for sure, won’t tell YOU that. Who the fuck do you think you are?” You lifted your phone to see if Jungkook had sent you a message saying that he had arrived or something but no. You needed something to get you out of this situation. You really wanted to go out with him, this was your first date and you really weren’t happy about Jimin trying to ruin it just so he could play with you once again. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. You jumped in mild shock but also in exhilaration; a small smile slowly appeared on your face. Swiftly, you walked towards the door and closer to Jimin, who guarded the front door like a lion would guard it’s young.

You stood your ground: determined with a mad expression drawn across your face, less than a metre parting you from him and the door. “Get out of my way.” You tried to make your voice sound a little deeper in hope that he might be able to realise that you were quite serious about opening that door.

“No.” He answered immediately, a small smirk on his face from the amusement of you trying to command him to do something, even if you knew that he was the one with the upper-hand in this situation - just how he always seemed to have. “Jimin, I said get out of my way!” You laid your hands on his upper arms and tried to push him away with all the strength that you were able to muster up in your weak body. Really, you probably should have listened to Jimin in the sense that you should take up more fitness - not in any other way.

But no matter what you tried to do, he wouldn’t budge a bit. Then, you heard Jungkook’s voice: “Y/N? It’s me, Jungkook.” Jimin rotated his head towards the door so that he could hear him a little better. Then, he slowly moved his head back to face you, raising an eyebrow and trying to maintain his control whilst also containing his anger towards the whole situation. “So it’s Jungkook that wants to jump on you.” You flinched and furrowed your eyebrows. You couldn’t believe how he had just spoken to you, as if you just wanted someone to give it to you good. He had no right to speak to you like that!

Madness spread throughout your body and your fists tightened by your sides, “Jump on me? I’m not a goddamn whore! I’m just going on a date with him. Now, get out of my way: he’s waiting!” It was in this moment that Jimin finally moved out of the way, without muttering a single word.

You pushed him out of Jungkook’s sight and opened the door to be faced with Jungkook’s sparking eyes, his signature bunny smile drawn across his face, “Wow.” He said in a breathy voice, noticeably swallowing. “Y-You look amazing! Ugh, I mean-…I mean incredible!” He was obviously extremely nervous and so were you. Just because Jimin had tried to ruin your date, you didn’t want to be in a bad mood the entire time; you didn’t want to think about Jimin full-stop so you just pushed any thoughts of him to the corners of your mind. At least you tried to.

“Thank you…” You vocalised ever so quietly, awkwardness lining your words from the shyness as you looked down at your feet nervously. Warmth spread across your face and became certain that you were blushing like crazy from such a small compliment.

Jimin hid behind the door and listened to your conversation, almost making him vomit right there and then. Jungkook was just a loser that had always been entirely head over heels in love with you; that was something that he knew very well. He also knew that he was the guy that had told him that he would ask you out one day but Jimin had never thought that he would actually have the guts to do it, since Jungkook was generally extremely shy. He wouldn’t know how to treat you; Jungkook couldn’t give you what he could.

“Y/N!” Jimin suddenly raised his voice as he emerged from the darkness of the living room. Your eyes grew unnaturally wide and so did Jungkook’s. He cupped your face with his masculine, warm hands and kissed you right in front of Jungkook. His plump lips moved on yours as he took one last glance at Jungkook, smirking softly, before he closed his eyes in satisfaction. He pushed you back a little, surprising you even more, making your head go wild as his military tags clinked together under you.

He let go of you and stared directly at your crimson face, eyes wide with shock. You were unsure if you had actually breathed the whole time. Jimin had just knocked you off your feet, wiping away all your senses in the process: leaving you with only one sensation - the bittersweet feeling of his lips pressed against your lips. He kissed you a few times again, licking at your lips tenderly. He didn’t want to stop, your lips were so addicting. After you turned sixteen, there wasn’t a moment that existed when he didn’t want to claim those lips as his own. It was a huge ask but it was something that was enough to drive him insane because you were in front of him the whole time but he just couldn’t reach you. And yet, after all this pain, he finally could have you.

“You…” Jungkook whispered in disbelief, not understanding the scene in front of him, blushing madly as if the kiss had really taken him off guard. Jimin still kissed you over and over again making loud wet, smacking sounds with his lips on yours. You tasted the alcohol and cigarettes on his lips, enjoying it more than you had originally intended. But you couldn’t maintain your composure - you had a weakness for Jimin so you just let him kiss you and forgot Jungkook completely.

Jimin laid an arm around your waist to keep you in place, slamming the door shut behind the two of you, directly in Jungkook’s face. You were completely exposed to him now, trapped in his gilded cage with chains binding you to him tightly. He didn’t ever want to let go again - he had waited too long for this moment.

Your mind went completely blank as he kissed you. With his lips dancing on yours, he guided you to the couch. As the back of your knees came into contact with the couch, you fell backwards onto the soft surface below, Jimin following you subliminally. This made you come back to reality and your eyes shot open. “Ji-…hmm…Jimin!” You said between the kiss, forcing him to let go of your lips momentarily but he still hovered above you with his flawless physique. “We can’t-“

“I don’t care. I want you under me - wrecked - so that I can burrow my dick into you, princess. There is no way I can stop this now.” He said lifting you up easily and you gasped as he did. It wasn’t that you didn’t want it. God, you wanted it so bad, you wanted him to do everything that he had said. You wanted to hear more filthy words fall from between his heavenly lips, it was an addictive sin but it still was against your brothers will and if he found out just what had happened, Jimin’s funeral would follow pretty soon after.

Jimin still smelled like alcohol and something inside you wondered if he was just acting like this because he was drunk. “Jimin, how much did you drink?” He lowered his head, connecting his lips with your neck and kissing slowly along your most sensitive areas as he carried you upstairs.

“Just a few.” He answered swiftly. ‘Just a few’ meant that he was drunk. ‘Just a few’ could also mean that he had drunk so much that he wouldn’t remember what he was doing right now.

!WARNING! SMUT BEGINS HERE!

“Jimin, stop!” Your mouth might have been acting on it’s own: your body wouldn’t conform to the thoughts that droned around in your mind.

“I can’t and I won’t.” Jimin whispered against your neck, finally arriving at your room, kicking the door open with his foot. A loud crack reverberated through the long hallway, making you gasp in surprise. The door swung open forcefully. The lock was probably complete obliterated from the power of that kick. You held onto him, your legs wrapped securely around his waist, hands buried in his soft hair as you moaned loudly into him. The soft sensation of his lips on your neck felt so good that every word escaped from your mouth like a prayer.

You loosened your grip as he lifted you a little to throw you onto the bed. To him, you were incredibly light: it didn’t take much for him to throw you down harshly. You gasped as you landed on the bed and bounced on it a little from the impact. You opened your eyes to see Jimin throwing his black hoodie and white shirt to the side. His necklace hung around his neck, beautifully ornamenting his body. You pressed your legs together in nervousness as you heard the unzipping sound echoing through the room. For some reason, it was a lot louder than it would usually be when it was partnered with the sound of your heart pounding. You pulled your arms and legs closer to your body, you felt so vulnerable under him, almost ready for what was about to happen. The only barrier between him and yourself now was the dress that was draped over your body. “Get out of this.” He commanded, gesturing at your dress. You followed his instructions as quickly as you possibly could, pulling the dress over your head - lying there in only your underwear.

He had you under his spell - you would do anything that he asked of you: “This is so wrong.” You breathed out as you tried to hold your gaze as he combatted you with that dark, lustful stare of his own. “Yeah, it is.” He muttered in his deeper register, voice a little raspy from the cigarettes. He was transfixed on the idea of taking you right now on this bed, he wanted it so much: he was addicted to something he was never meant to fall into yet again. His jeans hung low on his hips as he finally came down to your level with a single body roll. He slid perfectly against your body to kiss your neck, chin and lips. This alone was almost too much for you, you could already feel a dampness between your legs as he moved against you.

You moaned into the kiss and your hands grazed across his form in a way that was extremely staggered, considering you really couldn’t concentrate on anything right now. They danced to his hips to move his jeans a little lower, causing him to groan deeply: something about it overflowed with lust - it was so seductive. “I’m not good with virgins.” Jimin said, pushing up your bra to expose your boobs. You didn’t really take any notice of what he had said: yes, you heard it but you just ignored it as if it wasn’t something that you wanted to hear. He broke the kiss and took his sweet time worshipping your body as if it were a golden temple.

He locked eyes with you, slowly going down, his hands sliding down your sides, fiddling with your black panties and the hem your pantihose. He pushed one leg between yours, spreading them forcefully, never breaking eye contact with you. You blushed a shade of crimson at the sight of him doing this. Jimin kissed and sucked at your collarbones softly, leaving a trail of wet kisses around your boobs as he finally took a nipple into his mouth, nibbling it lightly. “You like that, don’t you?” You nodded immediately, your head falling onto the soft pillow beneath you, grabbing his head once again.

The hard breathing of the both of you had swirled around the room, heat pushing up against the huge windows behind, clouding them slightly. Yet, he hadn’t even started.

He took care of your boobs well, massaging them and then leaving them glowing from the sloppy kisses that he had placed on them. Jimin finally moved along your stomach and kissed every part of it. You moved under him a little because the sensation tickled slightly. Before you were able to notice it, he was spreading your legs bit by bit to make a room for him. But when you lifted up your head to see what he was doing, you almost forgot how to breathe. He towered over your covered heat, looking down and licking his lips.

You flinched noticeably as he grabbed at your tights and ripped them apart, moving your black panties aside so that he could finally maintain a good view of your core. It took him awhile to proceed to the next step and part of you wondered why he was taking so long.

You thought he might say something before he did whatever he was going to do but no. Without warning, he opened his mouth and slid his tongue against your wet folds. Your eyes shot open, back bending up in the air. You’d never been this far in your life, not even in the fantasies that you had with him. “Ji-“ He licked your folds over and over again in a nice rhythm until he closed his soft lips around your clit, lapping his tongue against it. “You taste better than I ever could have imagined, shit.” He cursed, this long awaited moment was far too addicting for him and the air was thick with lust. Little electric shocks shot through your body and you flinched slightly, pressing your eyes and lips to thin lines. Suddenly, the first series of loud moans tumbled over lips, his name leaving your mouth like a thousand sins. Even when you tried to form sentences, your mouth just turned them into his name, forcing you to beg for him. It felt like the world around you had stopped altogether, as though time

had stopped running. It was as if the thick tension that was radiating off of you was the priority of the universe in that moment. It made your throat dry so you licked your lips, trying to get rid of the strange sensation. Jimin was such a sensual and sexual man. With only his presence, he was able to get you down on your knees in front of him, it was almost insane what kind of control he had over you.

A tear ran down your cheek because you almost couldn’t handle the intensity of it anymore, he moved faster and added a finger to tip you over the edge. He moved his finger in and out of you, sucking and lapping at your clit. You grabbed his head, massaging it as you felt a knot building up in your lower stomach. “I’m- I…I’m cumming?” You screamed as he went faster and faster, his necklace clinking louder with every movement, touching your hot skin.

Your screams got louder by the second, you reached your high, body shaking uncontrollably around his fingers and your legs pressed against his head. You gripped onto the sheets, turning your knuckles white but he still wouldn’t stop. The feeling was so overwhelming that you pushed your body up to get away from him. “S-stop!! Stop! STOP!!!” You moaned loudly as you lifted yourself up even more. Jimin went way too far with this, he didn’t know your limits yet but he was willing to push them. He moved his lips away from your clit and pumped two fingers in and out of you instead. You pushed yourself further backwards but he just mimicked your movements, looking into your eyes as you lost it completely. His arms tensed and veins popped up along his arm from the speed that he moved at.

It was simply too much but he was adamant to ride out your high: you kicked with your legs, grabbing his wrist, trying to push it away. Eventually, you were able to rip his hand away from your dripping core. His hand was gleaming, your juices running down his chin - centred around his lips. Your eyebrows furrowed as you leaned against the big window, chest moving up and down rapidly as the cold glass against your back created a sense of contrast to the heat radiating off of your body.

Jimin lifted his body up and smirked at you. Obviously, completely satisfied with his work. You were breathing so hard, the baby hairs on your forehead were stuck down completely, your whole body shining from the sweat. “Don’t be exhausted just yet, baby. You still have to take my cock and let me fill you up.” As he said that he pulled down his pants, his dick slapping against his abdomen. He had such a well formed body, almost appearing ever so slightly photoshopped. His dick was long and rock-hard and for a moment, you really started to wonder just how that was going to fit inside you. But your thoughts got cut short, when he grabbed your ankles and pulled you down in front of him, positioning himself between your legs. You gasped loudly as he began to massage your abdomen and cover your smaller body with his.

“Goddamn, I’m so fucking ready to show you just how good I can make you feel.” His rough curses and dirty talk managed to turn you on even more.

He came closer to your face, grabbing your chin and lifting it up a little, his hot breath hitting your already flushed face, “If you’re a good girl, you will scream loud for me. Don’t try to hold it in, got it?” You nodded as you released unsystematic exhalations. Jimin’s hand disappeared between your legs and you felt his thumb making circular motions on your clit. He was just playing with you, preparing you for what was to come. Eventually, he grabbed his dick and pushed it into your hole slowly.

“You’re so fucking tight, this is-“ He laid his body onto yours as he tried to make his way into you slowly. “Fuck.” He suddenly lifted up, pulled out and put a pillow under your arse to lift you up a little more. You got this feeling that he just wanted to be connected with you and you were right: he wanted his dick burrowed into you so he could finally claim you as his own - at least, this was what he was thinking and you knew that this was also what was going to happen. He kneeled between your legs, his dick lined up with your entrance as he pushed in again - this time with way more force. This way it was easier for him and thankfully, you were wet enough. Tears rolled down your cheeks, falling from your eyes like a wild bespatter of rain.

The pain was just so unbearable that you weren't sure if you were going to be able to handle all this. “Don’t worry, the pain will go away soon.” You didn’t notice the way that he looked at your pain-filled eyes.

“Jimin?” He stopped moving forward immediately and looked into your eyes, “Hold me and don’t leave me.” It was all a little too much for you. You wanted him close beside you, you literally had nothing that you could hold onto and this was driving you up the wall. You wanted to feel him in you, when he entered you, every movement that he would make. He was never good at taking someone’s virginity but when he did, they never complained.

But then again, this wasn’t just sex with someone that he didn’t know, this was making love to a girl that he was well and truly in love with and he knew it. He thought that he was being gentle enough anyway but now, he understood that you needed him as close as he could possibly be. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be near you, it wasn’t like he didn’t want to feel your skin against his own, because he did. He loved it, he just wasn’t sure how to do it properly. He removed the pillow from under your butt and connected your bodies once again. You could feel the sensation of his cold military tags pressed against your skin. The air was thick with the scent of sex. Your hands moved along his sides, holding him tight.

He kissed your forehead and your cheek, moving downwards towards your neck. He was way more gentle now and it seemed like he had lost that vigour and determination to enter you. “I’m sorry.” He said softly as you smiled at his cute, little apology. You sensed his hair tickling your temple and cheek area as he lay on top of you. It also made you feel protected and safe. He supported his bodyweight on his forearms, which were positioned either side of your head so that he didn’t put too much pressure on you as he slowly aligned his dick with your entrance. He kissed you tenderly as the stretching sensation started to burn at your core. You furrowed your eyebrows, trying to not concentrate too much on the pain. He took his time pushing into you and this time, it felt substantially better.

“Take me well, baby.” He whispered into your neck as he moved further and further into you. Jimin pulled back a little and slowly drew in again but this time, it was way deeper. This caused you to tense up your body and squeeze your eyes together in pain. His body slid up and down against yours, boobs pressed against his chest as he moved back to take one nipple into his mouth. The feeling of being full and then empty over and over again felt euphoric. Slowly, the pain started to diminish.

“Y/N, I really…need…” He wanted to go faster so you quickly nodded in approval, not letting him wait any longer. With his forehead pressed against yours, he picked up the pace and goddamn, it was incredible. He rolled his hips into yours in perfect rhythm.

Raspy curses slipped out of his mouth more frequently with every minute. It turned you on even more than you already were. “Fuck! Your pussy feels so good around me, fu-” He cut himself off as he lustfully bent down to ghost your lips softly. You noticed the amount of times that he would kiss at your lips, you noticed just how much he loved doing it. The kisses gifted him with the feeling of being closer to you and it was everything that he had ever desired.

Usually, he wouldn’t kiss anyone whilst he was having sex but for some reason, this time - it was different. He wanted to kiss you and if he hadn’t needed oxygen to keep the both of you alive, then he would have kissed you for a lifetime. But despite his desperation, he gave you breaks so that you could catch your breath.

You loved him so much and you wished that he would have done this with you much earlier, which was ridiculous because it was earlier than allowed already.

Your nails sank into the skin on his back, leaving long red stripes on his perfectly defined muscles and scapulae. You didn’t want to hurt him but you couldn’t control yourself. He moaned deeply as you left these stripes on his back - he could feel every movement that you made, he could sense the pain but he loved it to death.

“Kiss my jawline, my face, just-…kiss me.” Jimin command, moans breaking apart his speech patterns. He wanted you to touch him so that he could concentrate on getting his high and filling you up with his sperm. You whined loudly, grabbing at his face and kissing along his jawline, gifting him with as many butterfly kisses as physically possible. “I’m close, baby.” You felt another high coming as he started to move even faster. The bed creaked underneath you as he literally fucked you into the sheets. His moans were louder, your name leaving his mouth as you felt a dart of warmth getting shot through you. This made you moan too. Jimin’s thrusting got sloppier as he tried to ride out his high completely.

But he wasn’t done yet. He stayed inside you and laid two fingers on your clit, rubbing it quickly. You flinched, he really wanted you to cum on his dick one final time. To support yourself, you grabbed his arms and buried your face into his shoulder as he made you come undone.

His forehead met with yours once again as he started to smile so much that his teeth were visible: it was the most beautiful smile that you had ever seen in your life. He had waited for this day for such a long time and he was so happy that he had finally been able to take you for himself. “I love you, Y/N.” He whispered, still hovering above you, still connected to you. His words made you feel light-headed and weird in your stomach but you loved it, you loved him, you loved the moment, you just loved everything.

“I- I love you too.” You stuttered shyly as he rolled off of you, taking you in his arms right away. Jimin was sweating so much that it caused you to blush as you stuck to his side. There wasn’t a word in the English language that could describe how you felt right now. You were lying in the arms of the man that you loved, you had your first time with him and you could have jumped up and down in happiness but that would have ruined the moment. You laughed to yourself at the thought. When Jimin looked down at you, he had no idea why you were laughing: he just lay there in satisfaction, not really knowing how to formulate words anymore.

“Jimin? Does this…make you my…uhm boyfriend?” He opened his eyes to look at you. “Well, do you want to keep on having one night stands?” You rolled your eyes at him and slapped his chest lightly.

“I mean, we did something illegal and when Yoongi finds out…he-he won’t allow it.” You looked up at him with a sad expression drawn across your face, fearing what was to come after you slept with Jimin, the best friend of your brother. “What if he takes you away from me? I-I don’t want that.” Tears filled your eyes so you pressed your body closer to his, kissing his shoulder and burying your face into his chest again.

Jimin laughed to himself, “I wish your brother luck with that because this is not going to happen.” His voice was filled a little with amusement but his facial expression was stern. He hugged you tight, his leg over yours, interlocking your bodies perfectly.

“You are mine alone and he can’t take away something that is completely mine.”

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so I'm watching Corman's FF and it's bad, but I love it and I think it's my fave FF movie and I wanted to know what you think of it?

I also love it a lot! There are so many things to love! Thank you for giving me an excuse to rewatch it, lol.

I would recommend the 1990s FF animated show if you liked that! I actually think the show’s better once you get past the first season. There are some really terrific episodes.

Some thoughts:

Reed and Victor being actual friends in college who cared about each other is good! There’s SOME justification for this in 616 canon – specifically the flashbacks in Claremont’s Fantastic Four vs. the X-Men, although other writers have seen things differently.

Why Ben, a jock, is sitting in on Reed’s advanced astrophysics class I do not understand. Was he just taking it to keep his boyfriend Reed company?

The Storm boardinghouse, run by Johnny and Sue’s mother! Which makes zero sense in 616 canon where Franklin Storm was a rich neurosurgeon until his wife Mary Storm died in a car accident, but there are certain 616 writers who didn’t get the memo (RAS – that was just…careless and sloppy on his part, but clearly he was basing it on this film).

Oh, my god, the opening scenes featuring teeny tiny Johnny with Ben and Reed are just INCREDIBLY cute. I wish 616 comics actually for once showed us how Johnny met them! How has no writer ever bothered showing us this?!!!

Cut for length.

I still hate Byrne’s ReedSue origin and am glad it is no longer canon because it never should have been.

No, but, really, tiny Johnny is the cutest, can he be in everything?

Okay, but Harmony from BTVS as little Sue is cute too.

Victor and Reed just mad sciencing and freaking everyone out.

I love how Ben sees weird scifi lightning in the sky and immediately knows it’s Reed who is responsible. And then, of course, runs TOWARDS the creepy lightning like a not very sensible person because he’s afraid Reed is/will be injured.

I honestly like Reed’s involvement in Doom’s accident! It makes everything between them seem so much more personal and real than just, “Victor’s colossal ego cannot stand the fact that there is someone else in the world as brilliant as he is.”

Reed’s horror and concern for Victor as Victor’s being electrocuted, Ben saving Victor’s life! Victor’s (supposed) death! Which Reed feels responsible for! And cries over! Ben hugging Reed gently as he cries about Victor’s death! This Reed just has so many things to feel guilty about. It’s so Reed.

“Hi, Mrs. Storm! Can Johnny and Susan go to outer space with us?” Reed needs a crew for his spaceship…so Ben talks him into showing up out of the blue and asking two people he knew ten years ago when they were little kids and who have zero experience as astronauts. How could this go wrong?

…I still find this ReedSue origin VERY unsettling.

Mrs. Storm randomly giving them their future team name pre-spaceflight is…A Choice.

I generally enjoy the Mole Man but I do not enjoy this Mole Man.

Ben falling in love with Alicia the second he sees her! Lifting her in the air like that! Reed teasing Ben about it! It’s cute! I approve.

The whole spaceflight mission being in honor of Victor!

…Reed really talks about Victor as though he’s his ex…

Doom actually looks like Doom which is a plus.

I don’t know how much I like the spaceflight accident being the result of deliberate sabotage. I think it works better in the original. Here there’s just…very little for Reed to feel guilty about, while in the 616 version, well, he wrongly calculated that the ship’s shielding was enough to keep the cosmic rays from affecting them. He put his faith in the numbers, and he learned too late that they can sometimes be wrong and that some things cannot be predicted or accounted for. In this film, he never learns that lesson.

THANK YOU FOR ACTUALLY DEPICTING THE CRASH AS A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY THAT THE FF ARE LUCKY TO HAVE SURVIVED, WRITERS, AND ALL OF THEM AS FREAKING OUT OVER HAVING THEIR BODIES ALTERED IN TERRIFYING WAYS WITHOUT THEIR CONSENT.

I like that Reed immediately picks up on the fact that there’s something off about the fact that they’re all in one piece despite crashing all the way from space. Really, they should not have survived this. Also that the FF are stranded alone in the middle of nowhere for days after the crash before they’re found by anyone.

I do like that they gave Alicia a fairly major role, even if I like what they did with her significantly less. I truly loathe the “Powerful man kidnaps and tries to coerce woman into being his bride!” trope because it’s really just saying that the man wants to rape the woman without actually saying it, and can the story arcs of less female characters be about rape – explicit or implicit, please?

The little montage where Dr. Hauptmann’s trying to take blood samples from them and growing increasingly anxious and terrified is pretty funny. Johnny freaking out EVERY SINGLE TIME he flames on is especially hilarious.

Victor…really likes creepily groping people’s faces.

Dr. Hauptmann’s inclusion is a nice nod to 616 Doom’s pet Nazi scientist.

It takes Reed far too long to piece together the fact that there’s something fishy about the people who rescued them.

I like that they have Reed do the little chin stroking thing that he always does in the comics.

I like that Reed tells Ben to knock out the prison guards with a single look and Ben immediately knows what he means.

I don’t really like Ben immediately settling on his “It’s clobberin’ time!” catchphrase -- in the comics, it was several issues before he came up with it.

....there’s....no explanation for how the FF got back to the U.S. from Latveria...did they get on a flight?

The FF’s uniforms being one-piece leotards is...an odd choice. I actually don’t know how much I like Sue making them their uniforms so soon because that happened only after a few issues in the comics -- they weren’t planning on using them initially, and from what I’ve read Lee/Kirby weren’t necessarily planning on ever giving them uniforms at all.

There also just doesn’t seem to be any discussion about them becoming superheroes here -- Sue just makes the costumes -- with a ‘4,′ btw, despite the fact that Ben had, apparently, left them -- without talking about it first. I like that the FF all jointly DECIDED to become heroes in the comics -- they didn’t necessarily have to go down that route.

Doom using a regular gun is just...odd.

Victor and his creepy face-touching make a reappearance. Poor Alicia. Apparently, she’s just in this movie to be creeped on by creepy men.

Someone needs to explain to the actor who plays Doom that less is more when it comes to hand-acting. Seriously, every syllable he says, he accompanies with some kind of gesture.

Sue and Reed confessing they love each other in front of Ben and Johnny and then being interrupted by Johnny, perennial third wheel, is hilarious.

Reed freeing himself and the others from the forcefield prisons Victor put them in by literally kicking the generator over is also hilarious.

“It’s nice to meet you” in much-too-pleased, even turned-on tone from Alicia, right after she feels Ben’s rocky skin the first time. Oh, Alicia, you and your thing for uniquely textured men. (I just got to Byrne’s run in my FF readthrough, and he’s really going hard on the “Alicia loves the Thing, not Ben” theory, which has certain implications I’m not totally sure he considered.)

The special effects -- especially for Johnny -- in this film are very hokey and very 1990s.

How is Johnny flying in space? No, really, there’s no oxygen. Never in 616 canon has he been able to fly in space.

Reed and Sue’s wedding! I love their wedding.

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Phillies Ace Aaron Nola is a Man Without a Rotation

As Aaron Nola mowed down the hapless Mets en route to an 8-3 victory Sunday, it was difficult not to think of the ineffectiveness of the rest of the Phillies’ starting rotation.

Nola didn’t need to bring his best stuff to the ballpark. His teammates jumped on Mets starter Zack Wheeler in the top of the first inning, plating four runs and building a comfortable lead before Nola even toed the rubber. Nevertheless, he delivered a performance befitting his status as the best pitcher on the staff.

For nearly seven innings, he was dominant; for five of those frames, he was unhittable. Nola kept the Mets off balance with a steady diet of fastballs, curveballs, and changeups, never giving them an opportunity to climb out of the hole they dug for themselves at the beginning of the game. Any signs of fatigue from a 120-pitch, 8-inning outing five days prior in Atlanta were not evident.

After a disastrous April that saw his ERA peak at 7.45, Nola has improved with each passing month; at the conclusion of Sunday’s outing, his ERA sits at 3.74. Carving up New York’s lineup was a fine follow-up to the start in Atlanta, which served as Nola’s most impressive start of the 2019 season.

The Phillies front office is undoubtedly ecstatic as Nola reverts to his 2018, N.L.-Cy-Young-Award-finalist form. And yet, Matt Klentak and company must be wondering why their organization seems unable to develop any of their other young guns into a dependable rotation piece for an aspiring contender.

This past offseason, which culminated in the signing of Bryce Harper, was supposed to mark the end of the Phillies’ long journey through the baseball wilderness. Moreover, the spending splurge in the winter was meant to add to a solid foundation rather than usher in a complete overhaul. The various seeds the franchise had planted in the fruitless years of 2013-2018 were overdue to bloom.

We were told during those years to be patient. The team had to let its young talent develop, and what better way to hone one’s craft than in the crucible of the big leagues?

We watched as Vince Velasquez learned to become a pitcher instead of a thrower. Four seasons into his tenure, we are still waiting for the transition.

There are times when Velasquez dazzles the opposition with his overpowering fastball. The most compelling evidence of this ability came in one of Velasquez’s first starts in a Phillies uniform, when he struck out 16 San Diego Padres en route to a 3-hit, complete game shutout:

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All but three of Velasquez’s punch outs came via the fastball. Also, take note of how frequently he hit catcher Cameron Rupp’s glove. When Velasquez commands his fastball, he’s in control. When he loses his feel for the pitch, or when opponents catch up to the heat, the wheels fall off. Velasquez’s inability to develop even one secondary pitch that he trusts and on which he can rely has prevented him from taking the next step in his development.

In truth, Velasquez has thrown more sliders thus far in 2019 than he has in the past. Per Fan Graphs, Velasquez has gone to his slider 22.3% of the time. This increased usage has come at the expense of his other offspeed pitches, however. In fact, Velasquez has called on his fastball more this season than at any point in his career, featuring the pitch 68% of the time. Without a quality offspeed pitch to keep them honest at the plate, hitters can key in on the fastball. Too often against Velasquez, they do.

Despite Nick Pivetta’s inauspicious 2018 campaign, we were told that 2019 would be different for the young hurler. Citing spin rates and a preponderance of soft hits, the disciples of sabermetrics targeted Pivetta in the preseason as a candidate for a breakout year. NBCSN’s Corey Seidman laid out a compelling case for Pivetta:

These days, it’s common to see teams, writers and commentators refer to pitchers as being unlucky when their batting average on balls in play is higher than the league average. It’s not always the case. Sometimes it’s the easy way out.

Pivetta, though, actually was unlucky.

According to Sports Info Solutions, the Phillies’ range and positioning cost Pivetta 24 runs last season — seven runs more than anyone in the majors. The Phillies, with their league-worst defense in 2018, had three of the top five pitchers in this unfortunate category, with Vince Velasquez and Zach Eflin tied for third at 14 runs.

It wasn’t just the analytics community that was bullish on Pivetta. Jim Salisbury wrote a preseason column focusing on the pitcher’s improvement, which was bolstered by the laudatory whispers of a few anonymous scouts.

Notwithstanding a two-start stretch in June in which Pivetta quieted the bats of the mighty Dodgers for six innings, and then tossed a complete game against the Reds, 2019 Nick Pivetta has looked a lot like 2018 Nick Pivetta. To be sure, he’s been the recipient of bad luck. But Pivetta has a knack for making a bad situation worse.

Take his most recent start against the Braves on Wednesday. Pivetta made quick work of Atlanta in the first three innings. In the fourth, a throw by Rhys Hoskins to second base on a double-play attempt hit runner Dansby Swanson in the shoulder and bounced off Jean Segura’s chest. Instead of two outs and the bases empty, Pivetta was forced into a high-leverage situation against Josh Donaldson. Donaldson promptly deposited an 80 mile-per-hour curveball into the Braves’ bullpen. Pivetta would concede another three-run home run to Austin Riley in the sixth inning. Resident Crossing Broad beat writer Bob offered up a succinct assessment:

Not sure I’ve ever seen a pitcher worse at navigating himself out of trouble than Nick Pivetta. Then again, if nobody is going to hit, I guess it doesn’t matter.

— BobCrossingBroad (@BWCrossingBroad) July 4, 2019

Perhaps the most confounding of all the Phillies’ development projects is Jerad Eickhoff. In 2015, the Phillies acquired Eickhoff, among other prospects, from the Rangers in a trade for Cole Hamels. It’s worth taking a quick detour to revisit the Phillies’ spoils from that trade, especially as Klentak considers which of his minor league treasures with which to part in exchange for an asset that can bolster the Phillies’ ability to contend for a playoff spot. In exchange for Hamels and Jake Diekman, the Phillies received the aforementioned Eickhoff; catcher Jorge Alfaro; outfielder Nick Williams; pitchers Jake Thompson and Alec Asher; and veteran pitcher Matt Harrison.

Harrison would never don a Phillies uniform, having suffered a back injury that would end his career. His inclusion in the deal essentially increased the prospect haul the Phillies were able to ransom from the Rangers. Alec Asher is currently pitching in China, while Jake Thompson has taken his talents to South Korea. Alfaro was included in the deal that brought All-Star catcher J.T. Realmuto to Philadelphia. Williams is toiling in Lehigh Valley, while Eickhoff continues to struggle with his health and consistency on the major league roster. Keep all of this in mind in the next few weeks as debates rage over which prospects are “untouchable” or “can’t miss.”

Eickhoff is the anti-Velasquez. He features a “show me” fastball that sets up an effective slider and a devastating, 12-to-6 curveball. When he’s at his best, Eickhoff can dominate a lineup. Most of the time, especially lately, Eickhoff has not been at his best. Before his demotion to the bullpen in June, Eickhoff served up 5 home runs in a game against the Arizona Diamondbacks. Shortly thereafter, Eickhoff landed in an even more familiar place: the injury list.

Last, but certainly not least, we come to the curious case of Zach Eflin. The best word to describe Eflin’s career thus far would be erratic. Very rarely does Eflin retreat to that bastion of pitching mediocrity- the quality start. Instead, he will either turn in a remarkable effort or a regrettable performance. One month of exceptional outings might convince an observer that Eflin has turned a corner in his development. Sure enough, though, he’ll follow a hot month with a multi-start cold spell.

The only consistency Eflin offers is inconsistency. So it seems to go with the rest of the young horses in the rotation stable.

As the front office prepares for the second half of the season and a looming trade deadline, GM Matt Klentak must consider whether the club he has fashioned for the 2019 campaign is worthy of reinforcements that will deplete his prospect pipeline. If he decides to make midseason roster upgrades, the first item on the shopping list must be a starter. It should probably be the second item as well.

Indeed, the Phillies have suffered through a rash of injuries that have depleted their bullpen corps and stolen key contributors from their everyday lineup for stretches of time. The extended absences were a major driver of their June slide, which drove them from first place in the NL East to third. If it weren’t for the lifeline the Mets offered in the past week, the Phils quite possibly would have been sitting below the .500 mark heading into the Midsummer Classic.

During a 162 game season, the offense will endure dry spells. The bullpen might not always offer effective relief, especially when the injury bug bites. The one ingredient that can carry a team through the rough patches and propel them to the playoffs is quality starting pitching. Even matchup-happy managers like Gabe Kapler learn to appreciate the value of a pitcher who can regularly deliver six to seven innings every outing, thus saving the innings a bullpen might need to work. Overtaxed relief arms can spell disaster for a contender in August and September, as Kapler learned the hard way last season.

Klentak should not need to go to the trade well to augment his staff, but the collective output of the starters outside of Nola has forced his hand. Which of these pitchers would you count on to make the start in a one-game wildcard playoff, assuming Nola were unavailable and Jake Arrieta is unable to return to form? Each one boasts undeniable talent, but neither Eflin, Eickhoff, Pivetta, nor Velasquez has been able to put together the puzzle pieces of their potential to unlock the mysteries of consistent big league performance.

Klentak has been at the poker table long enough to realize the one ace in his possession will not be enough to win. It’s time to deal in for a better hand, or fold and wait for the next draw in 2020.

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