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chris-evans-indian-fanfic · 4 years

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A Joint Effort

One-Shot

Description: Sam and Bucky are hesitant and unhappy to fulfill the task at hand.

Warning: None

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"You are Captain America!" Bucky exclaimed.

"And you are the Winter Soldier!" Sam retorted.

"I was the Winter Soldier! Am not anymore and you know that!" hissed Bucky.

Sam raised his hands, "I did it last time. I am not going to do it again."

"Sam please," Bucky tried to plead with him, "Please don't make me do this. I was tortured by Hydra for decades."

"So? Dude you wrecked my car!" Sam argued aggressively.

"That was one time! ONE TIME!" Bucky raised a finger, "And my mind was being controlled."

"Whatever man. You gotta do it," Sam pushed the tools towards Bucky.

He whimpered, "She won't talk to me if I do that to her! Remember last year, when it was your turn? She didn't even look at you for 3 months after that! What if my baby decides to hate me now?" wondered Bucky with a slight pout.

Sam folded his hands in resolution, "Then she will join the long list of people who detest you."

As Bucky kept on grumbling, Sam pushed a book towards him. "Look, I don't want to do this either, but we gotta do it for her. That's what the doctor said last time, remember? He said it's supposed to be an annual thing."

"But she hates it," Bucky tried to urge Sam, "She hates it when we do that to her. I mean just look at her right now, she's sleeping so peacefully."

Both the superheros walked towards the door and gazed into the next room, where a beautiful, graceful, furry feline was peacefully sleeping on the couch.

"How am I supposed to wake her up and give her a bath? Especially when it's torturous for her? Sam, that's inhuman," he feebly tried to argue.

Sam almost melted at the thought. Almost.

Shaking his head, he squared his shoulders and said with determination, "You need to do this. We have to bathe her once every year. That's what the vet said. Now," he placed a book in Bucky's hand, "There are detailed instructions on how to give her a bath, complete with precautionary steps, guidelines and a blueprint of the tower in case she makes a run for it.'

Bucky squinted his eyes at him, "Your plan didn't work last time Sam."

"Of course it did!"

"Sam, the hospital staff thought you had been attacked by a wild animal," Bucky reminded him.

Sam scoffed, "Not my fault you brought a cat from Wakanda! I mean, why didn't you just get one of your goats?"

"Gerald didn't want to come because Fiona was pregnant. And he had spent his entire life with Fiona and his parents at that farm, so I didn't want to separate him from his family," Bucky replied sincerely.

Sam's eyes went as wide as teacup saucers. Slowly, he blinked twice and asked him, "Gerald?"

Bucky nodded, "The male goat, or buck, as they are usually called."

"... didn't want to leave Fiona?" Sam repeated slowly.

"Yeah, his wife, who is obviously a female goat, or a doe, as they are called," supplied Bucky as if it was obvious.

Sam still looked bewildered, so Bucky repeated, this time slowly, "Fiona was pregnant. And Gerald had-"

"No no. I heard you the first time," Sam interrupted him, "I was just having a hard time processing all that information."

Bucky shrugged in response. Then an idea popped into his head, "I really miss Gerald these days. He was such a nice goat you know? All he ever-"

"Oh hell no! You are not going to emotionally blackmail me with your steel blue puppy eyes!" Sam exclaimed as Bucky gave up in defeat.

"Okay how about this? We do it together. I will lure her in with snacks, and lock the door. You prepare the tub and wash her while I hold her back and keep feeding her treats," suggested Bucky, "What do you think?"

Sam pondered for a moment, "Yeah okay. That could work."

Over the next hour, both the superheros bent over the book, outlining the new plan and jotting down the course of action.

Finally when they were ready, Bucky gently woke up Mrs Marshmallow. The white, soft and adorable feline opened her large eyes and yawned at him, looking a bit disgruntled to have been awoken from her sleep. But as soon as Bucky kept her favorite treats in front of her, she stretched and snacked on them.

Bucky kept placing treats on the ground in the form of a trail, so that Mrs Marshmallow followed him till they reached the entrance of the bathroom. He tentatively placed one last piece of treat inside the bathroom, and as soon as Mrs Marshmallow entered, Sam closed the door and locked it.

Slowly chewing her food, Mrs Marshmallow looked up at the two of them, then took in her surroundings.

"Meow?"

"Sorry baby, but you need a bath," Bucky told her.

"Meeeow!"

"I know baby, but we have to give you a bath. I am truly sorry honey but we have no choice," Bucky tried to reason with her.

"Meeeeeow! Meeeow!! Meeeeoooww!"

"Okay miss that kind of language will not be tolerated in this house," Sam scolded her as he picked her up and placed her in the tub.

The nightmare that ensued in the next 2 hours will probably haunt Sam and Bucky for the rest of their lives.

A drenched Bucky opened the bathroom door and out walked a disgusted, and freshly washed Mrs Marshmallow, her tail swishing in annoyance and mistrust as she headed for the door of the apartment.

Soaked with soap and water, Sam went ahead and opened it for her as Bucky followed the pair, limping on his way.

Thanks to the commotion caused in the bathroom, quite a small crowd of people had gathered outside their apartment at the Avengers/Stark Tower.

Fury screamed and jumped aside as Mrs Marshmallow left the apartment and went towards Wanda. "Awww what did they do to you kitten?" she cooed at the feline.

"Meooooow!"

Wanda gasped sarcastically, "Oh my God! Are you serious? We need to talk about this over catnip. C'mon," she led the cat towards her room, laughing all the way as Maria glared at Sam and Bucky.

"Are you kidding me?" Maria asked them, "Both of you are buff superheros. You fight terrorists, aliens and God knows what for a living! And you couldn't bathe a small cat?"

"Small cat?!" Fury looked at Maria with shock and fear, "Did you see the size of that monster?"

"Mrs Marshmallow is not a monster," both Sam and Bucky said in unison.

Maria rolled her eyes, "Just because one cat clawed out your eye that doesn't mean every cat is a monster."

"Wait…" muttered Bucky.

"WHAT?!" exclaimed Sam.

"Maria!" Fury said in a threatening tone.

She smirked and walked away, leaving the three men in uncomfortable silence.

"Sooooo-" Sam started to say, but Fury cut him off. "Not. A. Word. Am I clear?" Fury growled.

As soon as he left, both the men doubled down giggling, but immediately regretted it.

"Oww!"

"Ugh!"

"Let's head towards the med bay," Bucky suggested, limping towards Sam.

Sam nodded, "What do you know about Fury's eye?"

"All I have ever heard are urban myths and rumours," admitted Bucky, "It is said that back when he was still an agent at S.H.I.E.L.D, he met Captain Marvel and her pet cat, who was an alien. Giant tentacles would come out from the cat's mouth and swallow entire vehicles, jets, and even people! Some people say that it was the same cat that scratched out his eye."

"I wonder if any of it is true," Sam thought.

2 WEEKS LATER, Mrs Marshmallow was still sour with Sam and Bucky. Both the gentlemen tried to shower her with her favourite food, toys and what not. Still, there was no swaying the feline. Unknown to them, she was seeking revenge.

And so one night, when Bucky was fast asleep, Mrs Marshmallow entered his room stealthily and looked for his vibranium arm. He often removed it before sleeping and kept it on the chair besides his dresser. She slowly went towards the arm, and opened her mouth. Large, thick tentacles emerged from her mouth and grabbed the arm. The tentacles retracted back in her orifice as she swallowed the whole vibranium arm without flinching her eyes.

She then turned towards Sam's room and swallowed the compact bag that contained his giant metal wings.

Bucky woke up a few hours later and immediately noticed his missing arm. "Sam! SAM! Where is my arm?" he shouted as he looked for him in the apartment.

Sam emerged from the kitchen with a bowl, whisking the pancake batter, "What's wrong? You need a hand?" he snickered.

"Yes I need my hand!" Bucky showed him his shoulder stump, "Where did you hide it?"

"Hide what?"

"My arm! Ugh! Sam I am not in the mood for games!"

"And I am not playing any!" Sam defended himself, "I know I have hidden your arm in the past, and I know I have even laughed at you about it for days, because it's always hilarious, but-"

"I am checking your room," Bucky snapped and entered Sam's room.

He came out a few minutes later, "Sam, even your wings are gone."

Sam dropped the pancake he was about to flip, "WHAT?!" he exclaimed in shock.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y was there an unauthorised entry last night in our apartment?" Bucky asked the AI.

"No Mr Barnes," came the prompt reply.

"We need to inform Fury about the robbery and secure a perimeter," Sam supplied as they prepared to leave the apartment in a hurry, worried about a potential breach in the security system.

Both the superheros kept food and water for the cat and left. Mrs Marshmallow gladly ate her imported tuna mush in peace, relishing every bite with leisure without a care in the world.

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thewhiterabbit42 · 7 years

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Blog Appreciation Round 1

Part 2 of 4: @lacqueluster

Not only is this lovely lady an amazing writer but she is one of those amazing individuals who goes out of their way to leave feedback for fellow writers / artists. She’s such a positive and encouraging person and she has made this community an incredibly welcoming place. She also co-manages another blog @gabriel-monthly-challenge that has helped fellow Gabe lovers find inspiration and share their work. If you’re a Gabe / Sabriel fan and haven’t checked out her fics, I highly suggest you do. You won’t be disappointed.

@lacqueluster, thank you for being the awesome person that you are and for the amazing fics you share with us. Your grasp of characters is spot on, I love the humor you use, and your smut is hot as hell.

As requested, here is a little sexy / fluffy Sabriel for you. Hope you enjoy!

Title: Here to Stay

Tags: brief smut, fluff

Summary: Gabriel has a surprise for Sam that turns out to be more than what it seems.

Word Count: 2952

Author’s Note: Lots of thanks to my beta, @omgreganlove.

***Please do not repost or copy my work to any other site without my written permission. Giving credit does NOT count. Reblogging is ok.***

“You want to talk about it?” Dean asked, catching Sam’s attention as they headed down the hallway. Just when the youngest Winchester thought he had made it. He had managed to dodge his brother’s looks the entire ride back, but it figured the man would wait to ambush him when he was in the homestretch.

“Talk about what?” Sam thought he was convincing enough. The way his brother continued to stare at him, however, suggested he would not be winning an academy award anytime soon. His gaze drifted down sideways, briefly falling on his door.

God he was so close.

“I mean, I could pretend not to know, but it’s hard to ignore you when you’ve been flashing your ‘brooding and pensive’ shoulders the entire ride back,” Dean continued, only half-teasing.

One would have thought for an Almighty Creator, Chuck would have been a little more talented in the writing department.

Sam did the only thing he could, which was to brush the comment aside with a breath of a laugh. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate the concern. The resulting lecture that would come from learning his shoulders were a result of a certain archangel? Not on his agenda tonight. Any night, really.

There was also a good chance his brother wouldn’t get it anyway.

Sure, Sam had his own doubts. About the trickster in Gabriel. About him being an archangel. About the fact that one day Sam would grow old and the angel would undoubtedly lose interest. Most of all, about what it was they were even doing in the first place.

Was it just sex? Probably not considering Gabe was as likely to come around in the middle of a case or to watch a movie as he was to tumble into bed. Were they dating? The angel seemed a tad cagey whenever Sam tried to hash out any real expectations or labels. Possessively cohabiting? Gabriel hadn’t really moved in but always seemed to be around, especially when someone else seemed to be interested in going home for the night.

In the end, Sam had simply accepted it was better to live in the moment, because realistically the archangel wouldn’t be around forever (and honestly, neither would he). Once he’d let go of that need to define what they were doing, he found he was a lot happier in general.

It didn’t mean he still didn’t have his moments. This week he’d had several of them which was what Dean was picking up on. His brother’s concern was a bit delayed, however, and Sam was well over it, wanting nothing more than to fall into bed. Ideally beside a certain celestial being.

“If it’s Gabriel…” Dean continued.

“Look, i’m just tired, all right?” He interjected, quickly nipping that whole spiel in the bud. “What we thought was a quick salt and burn turned into five days of playing hide and seek with creepy uncle Devlin and four generations of his ancestors.”

It was by far one of the least fun games Sam had ever played and that was saying something considering who he spent his down time with.

“How are you not exhausted?” He added, gesturing toward his brother.

“I am,” Dean insisted, flashing a cocky grin. “I just happen to look good regardless of how tired I am.”

Sam rolled his eyes.

“Good for you. I’m going to bed,” he said, leaving no room for further argument as he turned his back on the older man. He could feel Dean’s gaze lingering on him as he moved down the hallway, but by the time he’d reached his door, his brother had already disappeared behind his.

Relief settled over the younger sibling as he entered his room, followed shortly with a pang of disappointment. Gabriel was nowhere to be seen. Then again, the angel didn’t make it a habit to be lounging around his bed, waiting for his return, but it would have been a nice surprise.

He dropped his bag in the corner, shrugging his way out of his coat before tossing it in a nearby chair. It was probably for the best. This way Sam could catch a quick shower, get some rest, and then be a little more refreshed for whenever the angel decided to make an appearance.

He kicked off his shoes, making quick work of his clothes that became left in a trail behind him though most of them ended up on the floor in the bathroom. He reached into the shower, turning it on and stepping in before it had a chance to warm up. Coldness struck skin, jolting his system and helping take the edge of his tiredness. His body tensed, beginning the slow process of unwinding as the water began easing up to the right temperature.

He leaned forward, letting the hot spray spread over his neck and down his shoulders. The pressure felt good on his muscles and for a moment he imagined it was his lover’s touch at work instead. He could almost feel Gabriel’s hands smoothing over his back, fingers stretching out and around to smooth over his chest. One hand would return to knead along the tension in his shoulders while the other would start drifting down, teasing its way lower and lower at an agonizing pace.

Just like that, he was hard. He hadn’t planned on having a quick release before bed, but between his extended absence from his lover and the break-neck pace of that last case, his body seemed to have other ideas.

It wasn’t necessarily a bad one.

He ran his hand along his chest, mimicking the actions he’d just imagined. Intriguingly enough, Sam was never as patient as the ex-trickster. Gabe may have had a terrible time resisting instant gratification, but when it came to drawing out these moments, the angel suddenly had the patience of a divine being. Once Sam got going, however, he liked things to keep moving and tonight was no exception.

His fingers didn’t linger long, skimming a quick trail down the center of his stomach. He was almost where he needed to be, but before he could take hold of himself, someone else did for him.

“Need a hand with that?” A familiar voice purred next to his ear. Sam let out a moan, though he wasn’t sure if it was the sound of Gabe’s voice alone or the firm grip the angel took over him before giving a few languid strokes. He braced his hands against the wall just as he felt his lover’s other hand slide down the curve of his ass, dipping down to cup his balls from behind. He leaned into the contact, shuddering as tips traced over that sensitive spot just behind them before drifting even higher.

When a finger began to tease against Sam’s entrance, he thought he was going to be done right there.

“Sorry, Sammy boy, but we’re going to have to keep this short. I have a surprise waiting for you,” the angel murmured, taking the man’s ear between his teeth, tugging slightly, and easing a suddenly well lubed finger inside him.

It made no difference to him. He wasn’t sure he could have lasted very long anyway. Gabe knew how deep to go, just where to press, and exactly how to work his hand over Sam’s cock. The hunter felt his legs weakening the closer he got and it was going to be a miracle if he made it through this without ending up on his knees. His hips gave a stutter as he teetered on that edge, forehead pressing against the cold tile as he attempted to draw it out at least a few moments longer.

“Come for me,” Gabriel told him and he did, the archangel’s name tumbling off his lips and echoing through the bathroom as he spilled his seed across the wall. The angel pressed a smile against his lover’s back, drawing his finger back out before giving him a quick slap on the ass.

“Now finish cleaning up and meet me in the bedroom,” Gabe told him playfully. By the time Sam turned around, the angel had disappeared again. He sighed, not certain if he had enough left in him for one of the ex-trickster’s surprises.

He also knew there wasn’t much he could do if Gabriel really had his mind set on it.

He did his best to finish up quickly, but exhaustion had already begun creeping back in. It weighed on his movements, causing him to take longer than usual. By the time he had gotten out and dried off, the only surprise Sam wanted was whether or not he’d actually wake up to find the archangel had stuck around or if he was alone as usual.

He was in the process of pulling on his robe when a sharp, high-pitched noise in the next room caught his attention. It was so quick Sam almost thought he was imagining it. The hurried shhh that followed however? Definitely real.

He could only imagine what he was about to walk into.

He braced himself, securing the tie around his middle before entering his room. The sight he was greeted with left him speechless.

“What is that?” Sam asked once he finally found his voice. The words came out a little harsher than intended, incredulity adding an extra edge because that was definitely not what he thought it was sitting on Gabe’s lap.

“I get you didn’t have much of a childhood, but if you need me to explain what this is, we have bigger things to worry about,” Gabriel said, brow arching slightly as he just stared at the taller man a moment.

Apparently, Sam needed to rephrase that.

“Why is there a puppy in my bed?” He demanded, hands going to his hips.

“Because you don’t nearly have enough cute and cuddly things in your life?” Was the answer he received. The angel pouted, doing his best to look like the tiny creature in his lap he raised one of the little paws and waved.

“Gabriel,” Sam warned, not in the mood, no matter how adorable it actually was.

“You can’t tell me you don’t like him,” the archangel dropped the act, sounding a little put out.

He never said that. Everything he had said, however, indicated he wanted some clue as to what was going on.

“You can’t just get a puppy. They’re a lot of responsibility,” Sam informed him. Responsibility the youngest Winchester could see himself being left with once the novelty wore off.

“I know,” a familiar undercurrent crept into the angel’s tone. Attitude wasn’t anything new coming from the archangel but seeing it this quickly? That was a little odd. Not enough to derail Sam’s need to drive his point home.

“And it’s not just about feeding them, you have to take them for walks and to the vet –”

“I know,” Gabriel repeated, drawing out the second word and giving it a sing-song quality. If the hunter hadn’t been so tired, he might have picked up on the cues that suggested he not only was raining on Gabe’s parade, but lighting all the floats on fire as well.

“And then there’s the whole process of housebreaking it and -”

“Your mouth is still moving. You may want to look into that,” sarcasm splashed through words in a way that indicated he was only half-joking. The expectant look he received suggested if he didn’t look into it, the archangel was going to for him.

He folded his arms over his chest. Ok. Gabe wanted to talk? He’d let the angel talk.

“I get it, you know, why you feel the need to disappear on a case without telling me.” A smooth veneer overtook Gabriel’s features, one that hadn’t been seen in quite some time. It wasn’t often the mask made an appearance anymore, but he knew what it meant. Gabe was feeling vulnerable which meant there was more behind the gesture than he anticipated.

Sam suddenly felt guilty for not allowing the man the chance to explain anything.

“You humans need things. Space. Clarity. Perspective. You get caught up in the need to draw your little lines in the sand and when it doesn’t happen, you start getting antsy. You’re uncertain. Insecurities take hold. People die,” Gabe made a face, waving his hand as if he was talking about the antics of children instead of murder.

Sam was simply trying to figure out what the hell the man was talking about. His brows drew together before creeping toward his hairline.

“Well, not in your case, but you’d be surprised how many people have an extra touch of crazy in them,” the way Gabriel shrugged made him question just how common an occurrence it really was, before he realized he had enough to deal chasing monsters. He did not need to delve that deeply into humans.

Those tended to be scarier, after all.

“So what does this have to do with a puppy again?” He’d like to think there was a clear thread of logic to be found and for once it wasn’t Gabe saw something he wanted and decided he needed it.

“Are you really going to make me say it?” The archangel asked, tone becoming flatter, almost taking on a defensive edge.

Considering Sam was not only clueless but completely exhausted to the point he almost just wanted to say yes so he could sleep? Yeah. He was going to make the angel say it.

“Fine,” Gabriel said, a little testy. “I know I’m not good with all these things you want. Communication. Directness.”

“You mean relationships?” Sam supplied and the angel’s lips pulled into a thin line.

“Hey, I’m trying here,” he said, words heavily sardonic, and it was true. The fact he was even broaching this subject meant he was making a concerted effort. Sam gave him an apologetic look, not wanting to discourage him.

“I don’t do relationships anymore,” Gabe finally said, eyes dropping down as he stroked the ball of fur curled up in his lap. “They just don’t work out for me.”

Despite Sam’s laissez faire attitude toward the whole thing, his lover’s comment still stung. Disappointment wasn’t a new experience by any means, but this particular brand was always a little tougher to swallow.

He looked up at the ceiling a moment, trying to refocus. “So, how is getting me a puppy–”

“Us. I got us a puppy, you big dumb moose,” Gabe suddenly snapped, his patience fraying. “Because I’m trying to tell you I don’t plan on going anywhere.”

Sam’s eyes dropped back down and angel paused, honeyed hues softening as mischief sparked back into them. “Well that and maybe to piss off your brother.”

“Oh,” Sam said because it was the only thing his mind could manage. The realization sank in on what his lover had just admitted.

Oh.

Well, that was unexpected.

“Yeah. Oh.” The archangel gave him a pointed look before picking up the fluffy animal. It gave a languid stretch, mouth opening into a wide yawn before it looked up at the angel. Gabriel’s vexation melted as he stared down into its eyes.

“I sincerely hope you at least are a little more perceptive than the big guy over there,” he said, making a face as the puppy began to lick at it.

Now Sam felt really guilty. Not only had his attempts to be discreet about taking space failed, his lover had obviously put a great deal of thought into how to approach the issue. Well, what was a great deal for Gabriel. Deciding to bring him a puppy was still rather impulsive and something that clearly made the archangel happy, but now that Sam knew the sentiments behind it, he couldn’t help but think it was an incredibly thoughtful gesture.

It helped that it also laid to rest his biggest insecurity. Gabe may not do relationships anymore, but he clearly did something close to it.

The youngest Winchester moved from his spot across the room, taking a seat on the bed next to them. The angel released the white and tan creature, watching it awkwardly stumbled over his legs to investigate this suddenly new being.

“What kind is it?” Sam asked, reaching up to scratch behind it’s adorably pointed ears.

“You’ve never seen a corgi before?” His lover asked, surprise touching tone and for once Gabe didn’t appear to be making fun of him.

He shook his head, watching it take a tentative step onto his lap. He couldn’t believe he was about to do this.

Dean was going to be so pissed.

“You’re going to have to watch him when I’m away on hunts, you know, or find someone if we’re both out,” Sam told him, watching his lover’s face light up in a way that made his heart ache. Gold didn’t brighten this way nearly enough and he made mental note to make more of an effort to discover what else could make them shine.

“Does that mean he can stay?” There’s an uncharacteristic hint of hesitance behind the words, and Sam couldn’t help but feel like they might not just be talking about the puppy anymore.

Impulsivity grabbed hold of his tongue, teasing sentiments from the tip that Sam was always so careful to guard. It was only fair, though. Gabriel had put himself out there far more than he ever had and Sam didn’t want him to be alone in his vulnerability.

“You both can,” he offered, taking the archangel’s hand. “If that’s something you’d want.”

“I’d like that, Sammich,” Gabe smiled and amber lit up brighter than Sam had ever seen. “I’d like that a lot.”

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thatvideogamezoo · 7 years

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Introduction of ThatZooooooooo

I like to repost this at the beginning of every month because I get some new followers with a frequency. It helps new people get to know me a little better. So if you’re interested, click the break below to find out more about me.

(Break for length, click if you want to find out more about me)

I am the one known as ThatZooooooooo across the internets. My blog is named ThatVideoGameZoo because somebody gave me the idea for a catchy blog name and I couldn’t pass it up.

And before we get into it, I will tell you some personal details about myself to help you identify me. I have this all publicly on my profiles on other places, no harm putting them here.

My real name is Douglas Carter, born on August 20, 1993. I currently live on the east coast of the United States of America, in the state of Pennsylvania, in the town of Waynesboro. I am currently a student at The Pennsylvania State University at the Mont Alto campus, working towards a degree in IST.

So yeah, there’s that I guess if you’re interested. Now on to the actual profile.

I like video games and video game accessories, I tell ya what.

You will see me talk about video games a lot, and I have a tendency to post a lot of music from video games, because I just really like listening to them. I also like to link to video game related videos like LPs or Speedruns or other nonsense periodically. I sometimes like to post screenshots of games I’m playing to show my progress and interact with people while I play or something, kinda like a Photo LP in progress I guess.

I like a lot of games, and I’m fine usually playing any game. I’ve probably played it or heard of it at some point; one of my many nicknames is “The Walking FAQ.” I can usually talk about any game at length.

Even though I play a lot of games, you will see me play certain games a lot more so than others. Some of my favorite games include Sonic The Hedgehog, Pokemon, Super Smash Bros, Mega Man, Tetris, Puyo Puyo, Kingdom Hearts, Resident Evil, Silent Hill, Star Fox, Metal Gear, OutRun, Daytona USA, Fortune Street, Culdcept, Advance Wars, Final Fantasy Tactics, Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater, Perfect Dark, Castlevania, Banjo-Kazooie, and Street Fighter. This is just a short list though, there’s a lot more stuff I wanted to put here, but hopefully this will give a general idea of what I like to play.

My gaming habits also tend towards doing Speedruns or Challenge Runs of games more so than normal playthroughs. I still just play games normally, because that’s still fun, but I like to do weird stuff, like beat the first Resident Evil on Hard with only the Knife or do built in challenge runs like Lv 1 Critical Mode on Kingdom Hearts II. I like being challenged and doing hard things, you will always see me do the hardest difficulty when I play games, even on a normal playthrough, and even on games that I suck at. The way I see it, the best way to “get good” is to challenge yourself to play better.

I also play many games competitively. I’m a highly competitive person when it comes to games, and I have a lot of fun competing with people. I do play in competitive game tournaments, most notably Super Smash Bros, Street Fighter, Pokemon, Puyo Puyo, and Tetris, so you may see me play those games a lot because I need to keep my skills up. And hey, if you wanna throw down, I’ll thrown down with ya and not let up.

Despite my competitive nature, my favorite moments are Cooperative playthroughs. One of my favorite memories is playing through the PS1 port of Diablo in Co-op with a good friend at the time. I also like to do stuff like start playthroughs of single player games at the same time as people and we progress and play through the game together, for example playing through Pokemon together. I enjoy playing games with people, and even if it is a single player experience, I find my own way to share the experience with others.

Along with video games, I also play table top games like Pathfinder/D&D and board games too. You may see me talk about the occasional table top game I play.

I also play Trading Card Games too, mostly the Pokemon TCG. I will talk about the degenerate decks and shenanigans that happen there too.

I also tend to make a lot of Text Posts. I like to ramble on able nearly anything. Once I get started on something it usually takes me a while for it to stop. I usually talk about video games, but I like talking about other stuff a lot too. That’s why I tag text posts #ThatRamblingZoo, so you can blacklist them using xkit if you get tired of my yammering.

You will notice I tend to reblog or post arts/creative works from people too. I don’t know how, but I’ve made a lot of artist friends over the years, and I can barely draw a stick figure well. I like to support people I… well… like. The thing is, you probably won’t see most of them on this blog, because there’s a reason for that. If one of you is reading this, just know I still support you on this blog fully by at least liking and replying to posts, I can only post SFW stuff here.

You may notice my Reblog to “Original” content ratio is heavily in favor of “original” content, you probably won’t see a whole lot of reblogs from me. I tend to Like a lot of things, so you can always check out my Likes Page , but be warned, there is NSFW content in there. Only check those if you are prepared to handle some NSFW content.

Hey, I’m not also called “Captain Loophole” for nothing. Likes aren’t really easily accessible, so long as I don’t physically post sensitive content publicly with no warning, I’m not entirely at fault here. I’m not liable for what you see when you check my Likes, you have been warned before hand.

I also have a NSFW blog for NSFW reblogs if you’re interested. Again, be warned, there is a lot of NSFW content in there, and may contain things you may or may not agree with. This is what most of my artist friends draw, so this is where reblogs of their works go… along with any other interesting art I find. I urge you to read the blog description before you judge me too harshly. But hey, if you like what I post over there, I don’t mind talking about that stuff with ya too.

I also have a separate NSFW Ask blog for NSFW asks and stuff due to few friends wanting to have a place to ask me more NSFW question without the reblogs from my other cluttering them up. And hey, maybe it will also produce more dialogue.

And I have a VGM blog as well. I made it because I love VGM, so if you’re looking for some tunes, feel free to give it a look. It will mostly be songs from games I’ve played, but I just appreciate video game music. It’s special to me.

I’m a big sissy when it comes to talking to people, I’ll admit up front. I probably won’t talk to you a lot, and I’m sorry for that. It takes a while for me to open up and be willing to talk to you first. Even if it seems like I have no problem spouting whatever whenever, I don’t do more intimate interactions well. I’ll probably tend to be quiet and only respond stiffly and minimally when prompted at first, but as you talk to me, I’ll probably be more willing to elaborate or make stupid jokes, or offer to help with more complex tasks.

I do tend to like more of your posts the more I’m comfortable with you though if you want something to go by. I’m the “Passively Friendly” type I guess.

In short, don’t be afraid to talk to me! I’m a big sissy so you don’t have to be! I like talking with people that genuinely want to talk to me. I’m also honestly fine talking about anything you want, I just like hanging out with people. I like listening to you talk, especially if you’re passionate about the subject.

If you want me to see something or start a conversation with me, you can always send me an Ask , a Fanmail, tag me as @ ThatVideoGameZoo in a post, or shoot a post through by Submissions box.

If you want to talk to me elsewhere I’m on Twitter as @ ThatZooooooooo (which I usually prefer as I can send a quick response immediately, as Tumblr’s messaging system isn’t the greatest) and I’m available on Skype or QQ as ThatZooooooooo. I also have a Discord, which you can reach me at ThatZooooooooo#6564. If you want to look for me anywhere else, it’s a safe bet I’m probably ThatZooooooooo.

As for gaming stuff…

Nintendo Network ID: ThatZooooooooo

3DS Friend Code: 0963-4124-8485

Steam: psn_thatzooooooooo (yes, the psn_ part is needed)

Playstation Network: ThatZooooooooo

Xbox Live: ThatZooooooooo (I don’t have Gold, so I’m pretty limited use here)

If you want to add me, tell me so I can add you and not let the request expire.

So… yeah, that’s about all I can think of I guess. If I think of anything else, I’ll extend/alter this post the next time I think I should post it.

Thank you for checking me out, and I hope to have some pleasant interactions!

#thatzooooooooo #about me #introduction

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jinjikook · 7 years

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Sugar Sweet | 2 | (M) [Discontinued]

word count: 5.3k

genre: smut + a little fluff; college AU + fuckboy!kihyun

pairing: reader/kihyun

summary: your best friend & roommate changkyun just wanted to help get you laid. instead you found solace in a pink haired man named kihyun who had a smart mouth with sharp words you weren’t afraid to let cut you, as long as he didn’t mind you hurting him a little too.

a/n: there’s very very verrrry slight dubcon, but in the end it’s consenting by both parties. just in case that isn’t your cup of tea, but i promise it’s as minimal as possible. trust me.

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You couldn’t believe your eyes.

Here was the man who gave you admittedly one of the best orgasms of your entire life and managed to make your heart go all kinds of tender within one night who also nearly tossed you out of the apartment you’d never thought you’d go to, less than 6 hours ago.

He blinked a few times before everything finally seemed to click, almost audible to your ears as his entire expression shifted. Kihyun smiled smugly at you, bowing slightly as a proper greeting before sliding into the booth next to Changkyun.

“Um, Y/N? Aren’t you going to say hi? Or at least clean up the mess you made? Which by the way, gross.” Changkyun pointed out the puddles of half coffee half spit on your table and you shook out of your trance to reach for some napkins, busying yourself with cleaning so you wouldn’t have to look up and make eye contact with the devil himself.

You heard a throat clear before Kihyun’s voice began to travel to your ears, just as melodious as it was this morning.

“So Y/N, is it?” You nodded. “You look familiar, have we met before?” You were going to strangle him. Hell, you would’ve done it right here and right now, damn any witnesses inside the café, if Changkyun wasn’t there. He seemed excited to have met Kihyun, for what reason you have no idea, and the last thing you wanted was to take away a friend from him. Especially since his best friend Jooheon is constantly busy with schoolwork lately and Hyungwon is always too lazy to do anything. He needed another guy friend around and he seemed dead set on making that Kihyun. Unfortunately for you.

Silence.

In all honesty, you didn’t want to answer him. You didn’t even want to acknowledge his presence, let alone play his little game. But then you peeked up and saw Changkyun’s puppy eyes, the ones that you were always so weak for. He got whatever he wanted anytime he put them to use and it became a deadly weapon for him when he really wanted something. But this time, his eyes were soft and shaking, waiting for you to answer his friend. His friend you thought, sighing loudly and realizing that you can’t act sour and mess this up for him. He meant too much for you and just because you couldn’t keep your legs shut doesn’t mean you should make his life miserable.

“No Kihyun, I don’t think we’ve ever crossed paths before. Trust me, I think I would’ve remembered.”

Your biting sarcasm went right over Changkyun’s head, his pure little mind too enveloped in his best friend and new friend finally properly communicating.

“No, no, I’m certain I’ve seen you before Y/N. Maybe on the news or something?” You gave him a dirty look, wondering where he was going with this.

“Kihyun, I don’t think Y/N knows you, she says she would’ve remembered you and I believe her. I mean, after all, you’re really handsome and you have bright pink hair that I think would be hard to forget.” Changkyun innocently interjected as he sipped on his drink.

He wasn’t wrong, that pink hair was definitely something you couldn’t toss out of your memory no matter how hard you tried. All you could think about was how you gripped it when he rammed you into the wall, tearing moans out from you. You pressed your thighs together, trying to put a stop to both your thoughts and feelings before you were too far gone. He wasn’t that good, was he?

Kihyun smirked again, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he began to speak again. “Oh! Now I remember! It was from something my friend Hoseok showed me, a picture from Instagram about this hot girl and her friends. You were on the side or something, I think.”

You knew exactly what photo he was talking about.

It was a stupid dare Changkyun made you do. The local sorority was hosting a car wash for “charity” and all the girls were wearing bathing suits under huge white t-shirts, soaked until they were see-through and clinging to their bodies. Changkyun had asked one of your friends who was in the sorority if you could join them, as you were just dying to help out the cause.

Next thing you knew, you were changed into your bathing suit and they had given you your shirt, already instructing you to wash some fuck boy’s huge pickup truck. Along with some of the other girls and your friend, who was much more attractive than you in your opinion.

You knew Changkyun and his friends were watching, hooting and hollering whenever one of the girls got soaked or when it was time to start rinsing a car. You felt completely out of your element but a couple of guys had complimented you as you worked on the truck, making you feel at least subpar to the other girls.

It was afterwards when the guy who owned the truck wanted a picture with all the girls who worked on it and you reluctantly lined up with the rest of them, your friend grabbing you close by the hip and telling you to relax and just smile. The picture had ended up all over social media, your friend reposting it on her own Instagram and tagging you in it.

This same friend had an on-again-off-again fuck buddy thing with a physical education major named Shin Hoseok, which was no doubt the same Hoseok that Kihyun had been talking about, who would of course have that picture saved on his phone.

You were beginning to realize that this world is far too small.

“Y/N I think he’s talking about the Mu Sigma Upsilon annual charity car wash that you helped out at! I told her to join them, she’s always so lame and boring that I dared her to do something interesting for once!” Changkyun boasted, not knowing just how adventurous you actually were, if having sex with a random guy in his apartment just an hour short of having an argument with him was anything to go by. “Didn’t she look smoking? The wet t-shirt look really works for her, if wasn’t so close to her, I’d tap that.”

Once again, you choked on your drink. Changkyun needed to learn how to use a damn filter. Or at least warn you before one of these times you do actually choke and die on your drinks. That’d be an interested tombstone for sure.

Before you could derail the conversation and steer it away from talk about you and your body in a wet tee, Changkyun gestured to Kihyun to scoot out of the booth to let him out. He excused himself to go off to the restroom and that left Kihyun and you sitting at the table awkwardly.

“So…” you began, hoping to ease the tangible unease that hung in the air.

“Would you ever do it again?”

You looked up at him and confusion struck your face, “I’m sorry?”

“You heard me.” He asserted himself, relaxing back into the booth and looking cockier than ever. You wanted to smack the damn smirk off his face. Or maybe get under the table and suck him off right then and there.

You really needed to stop.

A twinge of arousal shot between your legs and you closed them tight, needed to stamp out every one of your dirty thoughts before you really did something you’d regret. You cleared your throat as you tried to figure out how to answer his question. You assumed he was asking if you’d ever sleep with him again and your mind screamed for you to answer no but your body refused to leave it at that. If he gave the opportunity to hop on his lap and ride him until he broke, you weren’t sure you could reject such an offer. And that’s what truly scared you. No one ever got under your skin this much, usually you could get over it with a quick fuck or a night with your favorite vibrator. But here was this asshole with his smug grin and stupid hair that you wanted to tug on until he whined and begged you to take him all in. You wanted to abandon every belief system you had regarding one night stands, willing to toss out the rule book you had mentally created back in high school when you first started fooling around with the opposite sex.

“If I gave you one of my t-shirts, would you wear it to it?” Kihyun’s voice rang out, pulling you out of your thoughts and making you realize you had yet to answer him. But this follow-up question didn’t make any sense and just confused you further. What was he talking about ‘his t-shirt’?

Kihyun scoffed, looking off around the café before tearing his back off the booth to lean forward on the table, into your personal space. It obviously looked like he was trying to hide something, to keep it low enough that prying ears wouldn’t hear. “Are you deaf? Those car washes are annual, right? And you looked different enough to the point that I’d assume it was roughly about a year ago. So when they announce it, will you join again but this time wear my t-shirt?”

The words came as a surprise, not at all what you were expecting or imagining. He was insinuating he wanted to see you first hand, wearing something of his that’ll cling to your frame and give him plenty to imagine. Usually the girls’ boyfriends or boy toys would give the girls the shirt off their backs, a symbol of their possession on them. It was superficial at best but it was still really hot for both parties involved. And here was Kihyun, a man you barely knew and most likely despised, asking you to wear his shirt as if he owned you. The thought both offended and aroused you.

You were going to have whiplash by the end of the day just from your emotions whirling around your brain.

“As if. That’d mean I’m yours, which I most certainly am not.” You shook your head and tried to act as coolly as you could, trying to keep your body language from giving him the wrong message. The one that was begging him to take you right here and show everyone who you really belonged to.

He laughed at you. Literally laughed. Clearly you weren’t any good at hiding your true feelings.

Changkyun came back to the table and you silently thanked him for his timing but when you spared him a glance, you saw his entire front was soaking wet.

Kihyun saw as well and began, “Do I even want to ask?”

When Changkyun shook his head no, you started laughing at his misery, deciding it was karma for him befriending your douchebag hook-up. “What ‘Kyun, does your aim suck that much?” You teased, laughing louder when he only responded with a deadpan expression and a middle finger shot straight in your direction. You were going to milk this for all its worth and he certainly wasn’t going to live it down.

“Shut up Y/N. For your information, the damn urinal broke and sprayed me. Probably couldn’t believe how big I am.” He tried to save face by acting coy but you only laughed harder at the truth of the situation. Kihyun had joined you as well and Changkyun truly couldn’t believe that just a few minutes a lone with you already turned him evil.

Oh, if only he knew…

“Whatever, I need to head back to the apartment to shower and Kihyun and I have a class in like an hour so he can come with.”

That got you to shut your mouth. You knew it was too good to be true, fate never shown its bright light on you often and it rarely lasted long. You began to sputter, trying to find some semblance of an excuse to keep him away from your home, your safe haven, the one and only place he can’t attack you with his damned good looks or sinful hands. But all your efforts proved futile as Changkyun tossed you the keys to the car and demanded you drive.

As you walked to the car, you couldn’t help but feel eyes on the back of you, watching your every move. You don’t really know if it made you uncomfortable or if it just spurred on your ego, giving you something to be smug about. You weren’t Kihyun, you didn’t channel cocky energy like it’s nothing. Confidence alone was a tough issue for you, constantly feeling like less than those around you even though they’ve reassured you plenty of times that you’re pretty enough, smart enough, good enough.

The car ride was relatively quiet, as surprising as it was that Kihyun was capable of keeping his big mouth shut for longer than 2 seconds. Even when he had his mouth plenty occupied, he managed to make sounds and you knew that all too well. So you weren’t shy of impressed when you finally got home and unlocked the door to yet have heard a peep from the other boy.

Changkyun quickly invited in Kihyun, giving him a small tour and instructions on how to work the TV, giving him permission to eat whatever and watch whatever as long as he didn’t delete his Bewitched recordings. Why he loved that show so much was beyond you.

He left the room and you heard the shower head power on, a loud stream pelting the bathtub and indicating that Changkyun most likely already undressed and inside the shower already. You sighed and took off your coat, slumping down on your couch, as far as Kihyun as possible.

He smirked at your clear body language and how you were trying to avoid the inevitable. You were trapped in your small apartment with the man you loathed, the mere sight of him seething your blood and every nerve inside you, down to the bone. And you were still trying to act like you could just make him disappear if you ignore him long enough.

Unfortunately, that wonderful silence from earlier didn’t last much longer. It was nice was it lasted.

“So you never really answered my question. Just tell me the truth.”

The TV powered on as you tried to tune him out to the show selections you were trying to choose from.

He humphed and sat down on the couch next you, a little too close for comfort. “The silent treatment, huh? Listen, just get over yourself and realize you’re attracted to me. It’ll make things so much easier on you, trust me.”

“Trust you? Why in the ever loving fuck would I do that? What am I, some kind of mad woman?” You thought you could keep your head level but everything about Kihyun just made your blood boil and you couldn’t decide if it made you want him more or not.

“What’s your problem? You act like last night wasn’t good for you too. Last time I checked, you were crying out my name and working me like it was your damn job.”

You were going to kill him, no doubt about it.

“It was wrong! I barely know you and I knew you even less last night! It was such a dumb thing to do, I wasn’t thinking clearly. All I wanted was to go home with someone and have a good time and instead I got you and—“

“And? You had a good time, didn’t you? What’s it matter that it was with me? Looked to me like you were flirting with plenty of people last night, and I’m pretty sure you knew just about as much of them as you know of me.”

He had a point. And you hated that. You were at a loss for words, wanting not to be proven wrong because that meant he was right and that’d skyrocket his ego so high up you’d never be able to live it down.

“At least those people had manners, they were nice to me. You were just rude and callous and wrong. Everything that a woman should hate.”

“But?”

“What do you mean ‘but’? What I said is what I said.” You were seriously getting frustrated with this kid. How you were holding back from swinging was beyond you.

“Clearly you’re attracted to me, so obviously something about me makes up for all those bad things you think I am.” That damn smirk made a comeback, forever plastered on his flawless face. It just wasn’t fair.

“There is no ‘but’, you’re a terrible person. Period. Nothing about you is attractive and I certainly will not be doing a repeat of—“

“Oh my god, just shut up. Do us both a favor and get on my lap already.”

Air literally escaped your lungs at his words, leaving you speechless. Did you hear right? What is he talking about?

Just in that moment, you glanced over at his lap, finding it tented and obviously hiding his raging hard on. Why was he hard? You were literally just insulting him, he shouldn’t be getting hard over that? Just what was he implying?

“Don’t act like you don’t want it, c’mon. I’m hard for you so just do something already.”

This guy, thinking he had control over you like that. You wanted to hit him across the head, teach him that that’s’ not how you speak to woman and certainly not how you get on her good side. But he was just so stupidly tempting and his lap looked inviting, your libido from last night coming back to haunt you once more.

‘Just say no, say no Y/N’ You thought to yourself. But your body was a traitor to everything you believed in and all the sudden everything you were lecturing him on was out the window.

He reached for your wrist, tugging you onto him to straddle his lap. You’d be lying if you said you resisted. Not even a little bit. You should be ashamed at how quick was able to turn you into putty but the feeling of his clothed length against you made all your thoughts disappear in an instant.

He groaned and let his head fall back against the couch, finally feeling some sort of relief. His hands settled onto your hips, fingers digging into the material of your jeans. “Why, why of all things you probably own did you have to wear jeans today?” Kihyun griped, hands holding tighter as his hips began to move. You vaguely wondered what this would feel like without any clothes on but suddenly you felt pleasure erupt all over your nerve endings. You’d never been into dry humping before but the way his hips were circling into your own was something you could seriously get into.

Kihyun kept his noises at bay with a tight hold of his lip in-between his teeth, eyes focused on where your own crotch unconsciously grinding against him eagerly. Shame was long gone as now you just worried if he was going to make you come right here, on your couch in your jeans with your roommate just a door away.

You hadn’t even registered that you were being loud until one of Kihyun’s hands detached itself from your hips to slap over your mouth, effectively muffling your heavy breathing and hiccupped moans. He continued to circle his hips and gyrate against you, finally opening his mouth to talk again. He probably loved to hear himself talk, if you had to be honest. Not like you didn’t love it too. But he didn’t have to know that.

“God, you’re so fucking loud. As hot as that is sweetheart, you don’t want your roommate to come out here and see what a good little slut you are, right?” Muffled moans were the only response you could get out because you slipped down his legs a little and it placed his bulge right where you needed him the most. Your underwear was no doubt soaked by now as Kihyun fucked up into you, the very head of his cock rubbing tantalizing circles into your clit. The friction alone was getting you to edge, all dirty talk and potential voyeurism aside.

“Think you could come like this? Cream in your panties like the filthy girl I know you are?” Kihyun continued to attack you with his words, the mere mention of coming having you reeling. You wanted to come, so bad. At this point it didn’t matter how or where. Kihyun licked his lips and dove in to suck at the junction between your shoulder and neck, a secret spot that you were oddly sensitive in. The feeling of his plush lips latched made you buck harder into him. You felt him growl against your skin as his grip slipped down from your hip to your ass, coaxing you to move once more like you had before. The hand that was pressed against your mouth pulled away only for a second as Kihyun chose to shove two fingers inside instead.

You gagged on his fingers, the rough pads of his fingertips flat against your tongue all while he continued to push up against you. You were so close, at the very precipice of coming undone when Kihyun stopped, pulling away his hand from your mouth. He brought his hand down, finally giving you a chance to close your mouth and relish in how sore he already made your jaw. But he had also ceased his movements, making you cry out in frustration at just how close you were.

In response to your whine, Kihyun chuckled lowly, returning both hand to your hips to steady them as you continued to chase the high he had abruptly put a stop to. You stopped and tried to think rationally for a moment, now that you weren’t rutting against each other like horny teenagers. Maybe he had heard something, like Changkyun finishing up in the shower? You perked your ears and tried to focus on the sounds from the hallway restroom, only finding the shower still running and what seemed to be Changkyun loudly singing ‘Closer’ off-key.

So why’d he stop?

“Baby girl, do you really want to come?” Kihyun asked, bringing your attention back to him. You nodded violently, wanting nothing more in the moment. His eyes glinted with a predator-like lust that only served to fuel your libido. He smiled like that was the exact answer he wanted before he dove his hand down to the button of your jeans, swiftly undoing everything before unceremoniously shoving his hand down your pants. He rubbed his palm over your clothed core, your breath hitching at the abrupt touches to your sex.

It had been nearly a minute of you shamelessly grinding against his palm as he ran his tongue all over your sweet spot on your neck before he pushed your panties to the side and roughly shoved two fingers in without warning. You choked on a moan as his fingers fucked into you in a way that had you back on the edge in no time. He sat back and you followed, not wanting his fingers to slip out from inside you. Clearly he was making himself comfortable. You just didn’t know it was for the show you were about to give him.

The hand that wasn’t currently deep inside you came up to the nape of your neck, bringing your face in close to his. You thought he was pulling you in for a kiss so you pursed your lips until his mouth skimmed past your cheek to land right by your ear. You focused on his heavy breaths and unsteady breathing before he finally told you what he wanted. He gave you your ticket to come.

“Bounce on my fingers until you come. Now.”

You couldn’t say no to that, instantly acquiescing to his request. You rode his fingers, wondering dumbly just how deep you could get them inside you when he forced his hand upwards, giving you exactly what you needed. If he was a mind reader, it would explain just how he knew how much you got under his skin and how much you wanted to get under him.

Before you knew it, white-hot pleasure coursed through your body and you shook in his hold, muffling out your cries against his mouth. His tongue licked around yours, his hand coming up and gripping your hair tightly as he forced to continue fucking down on his fingers. He pulled harshly, making you head crane back and his tongue found itself running up from your clavicles up to your chin, all while he made his fingers continue to attack your now over-sensitive walls.

“You wanted to come so badly, now you’re gonna get to keep coming.” Kihyun whispered harshly against your ear, the air from his voice hitting the shell of your ear and making you shiver. His fingers didn’t let up, if anything it seemed like they got rougher. You wanted to cry, tears stinging the brim of your eyes as your core was being abused. The craziest part of all of this was how much you were enjoying it, despite the oversensitivity and humiliation of it all. His rough treatment and filthy words were making you wetter, as much as you hated to admit it.

Kihyun could tell though, you clenched hard around his fingers as he continued his heavy petting. “God, you’re so tight I don’t even know how you could be this damn tight. Can’t wait to get inside you again baby girl, gonna make it worth your while. It’s pretty nice to finally see your mouth not running like usual though, could get used to this.” Embarrassment rose at his words and you wished you had more self-control or willpower to put a stop it, to tell him you’re not just some sex object he can shut up and use whenever he pleased. You couldn’t tell him that because that’s precisely what you wanted.

With another sharp thrust of his fingers, he had you coming again, wrapped around his fingers as you held on tight to his shirt and cried against his neck. He let out a shuddered breath against the shell of your ear and finally pulled his fingers out of you. You couldn’t look up, mind still reeling as you tried to catch your breath with your face buried against him. You heard his mouth working by your ear and you instantly knew that he was tasting you on his fingers, the thought of him doing it made you keen against him. You whined into his ear and grinded down, his name a small whimper on your lips before Kihyun’s hands flew to your waist to keep you pressed down against him.

His hips stuttered against you, small but powerful thrusts as he kept you pressed taut against him. You registered his movements and sounds, realizing that he was coming in his pants just as you did just prior. Pride gleamed on your face as you pulled back to see his expression, obviously fucked out from coming the way he did. He closed his eyes and let his head fall back, not caring that you were staring at him in both awe and satisfaction.

His skin was glowing from what you’d assume was the sex, you wondered if you ever looked that good after a round or two of sex. Kihyun just smiled, his eyes still closed while his hands softly ran circles in the junction of your hips, a small sliver of skin exposed between your top and pants. You decided to play a risky game, as if you weren’t already, and leaned forward to give him a chaste peck to the lips. Pulling back immediately, you were met with wide eyes, Kihyun’s cute dumbfounded face looking like a small hamster’s. You giggled at your genius comparison and stored away the name for later insults.

The sound of the bathroom door clicking open had you flying off Kihyun’s lap, both you and him speedily trying to make yourselves presentable and not like you had hypothetical sex right there on the couch. You tapped Kihyun on the shoulder to silently ask if you looked decent, his response a simple thumbs up and gesturing to himself to ask the same question to you. While he did looked fucked out and gorgeous, you figured Changkyun would brush past it, already admitting how pretty Kihyun effortlessly was. But at you brought your gaze lower, you were met with a dark spot on his jeans and your eyes widened at the sight. You tossed him a pillow and he hastily covered himself, just in time as Changkyun came out with a towel slung around his hips.

“Hey, I’m just gonna get dressed and then we can go, okay?” Kihyun smiled and nodded, trying to look as casual as one could be with come sticking inside his underwear. “You guys were okay while I was gone? I didn’t hear much.”

You and Kihyun exchanged glances, knowing full and well just how loud you two had really been but it was a dirty little secret for you to keep so you simply shrugged.

“It was probably hard to hear over your terrible singing. Which by the way dude, we’re gonna get complaints from the neighbors.” Changkyun flicked you off again and claimed he was ‘the best singer’ despite how true it was that you’ve gotten complaints about some shrill sounding animal dying inside your apartment just a few too many times.

After Changkyun returned to his bedroom, you let out a laugh. Mostly out of relief, due to your very incriminating situation. Kihyun let out a few small laughs himself, the kinds that make you stop and stare. It made you want more than this, than just rough fucks in wrong places. But you knew better than that and you stopped them quickly, getting up to shaky legs. Kihyun watched as you took small steps, your legs clearly an unreliable source as they betrayed your wish to walk.

“Nice moves Y/N, is that a new fad?”

You threw the nearest pillow at him as you passed the couch, “Actually it is asshole, haven’t you ever heard of Ariana Grande’s ‘Side to Side’?”

“Yeah but that’s from actual fucking, you’re just weak in the knees because how good my fingers are.”

“Listen here jackass, I’m getting up to help you. Try not to regret being so rude to me.” You retorted as you reached the coat rack by your front door, where Kihyun hung his coat when you all arrived. Luckily it was a long trench coat, not to heavy so he wouldn’t be sweating bullets later on but just enough to close up over the front of his pants until he could get a chance to change. You tossed it at him, landing it square over his head and you watched in amusement as he freaked out, arms flailing at the foreign object attacking him. After a miniature struggle with his own jacket, he finally was able to fight it off his head and glare at you before letting out a small grumble that suspiciously sounded like thank you.

It’d pass for now. Next you’d make him make it up to you.

If there was a next time, that is.

Changkyun came out of his room and beckoned Kihyun to follow him, waving goodbye to you and telling you what he wanted for dinner tonight. You returned to your usual witty banter with your best friend and watched as he left with Kihyun. Not before Kihyun could give you a wink before closing the door behind him, telling you to lock up.

God you hated him and you especially hated what he did to your body. No matter how amazing it felt.

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thatvideogamezoo · 7 years

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Introduction of ThatZooooooooo

It has been a few months since I reposted this. I like to do this periodically as I get new followers so they can get to know me better, so if you’re interested, click the break below.

(Break for length, click if you want to find out more about me)

I am the one known as ThatZooooooooo across the internets. My blog is named ThatVideoGameZoo because somebody gave me the idea for a catchy blog name and I couldn't pass it up.

And before we get into it, I will tell you some personal details about myself to help you identify me. I have this all publicly on my profiles on other places, no harm putting them here.

So yeah, there's that I guess if you're interested. Now on to the actual profile.

I like video games and video game accessories, I tell ya what.

You will see me talk about video games a lot, and I have a tendency to post a lot of music from video games, because I just really like listening to them. I also like to link to video game related videos like LPs or Speedruns or other nonsense periodically. I sometimes like to post screenshots of games I'm playing to show my progress and interact with people while I play or something, kinda like a Photo LP in progress I guess.

I like a lot of games, and I'm fine usually playing any game. I've probably played it or heard of it at some point; one of my many nicknames is "The Walking FAQ." I can usually talk about any game at length.

Even though I play a lot of games, you will see me play certain games a lot more so than others. Some of my favorite games include Sonic The Hedgehog, Pokemon, Super Smash Bros, Mega Man, Tetris, Puyo Puyo, Kingdom Hearts, Resident Evil, Silent Hill, Star Fox, OutRun, Daytona USA, Fortune Street, Tony Hawk's Pro Skater, Perfect Dark, Banjo-Kazooie, and Street Fighter. This is just a short list though, there's a lot more stuff I wanted to put here, but hopefully this will give a general idea of what I like to play.

My gaming habits also tend towards doing Speedruns or Challenge Runs of games more so than normal playthroughs. I still just play games normally, because that's still fun, but I like to do weird stuff, like beat the first Resident Evil on Hard with only the Knife or do built in challenge runs like Lv 1 Critical Mode on Kingdom Hearts II. I like being challenged and doing hard things, you will always see me do the hardest difficulty when I play games, even on a normal playthrough, and even on games that I suck at. The way I see it, the best way to "get good" is to challenge yourself to play better.

I also play many games competitively. I'm a highly competitive person when it comes to games, and I have a lot of fun competing with people. I do play in competitive game tournaments, most notably Super Smash Bros, Street Fighter, Pokemon, Puyo Puyo, and Tetris, so you may see me play those games a lot because I need to keep my skills up. And hey, if you wanna throw down, I'll thrown down with ya and not let up.

Along with video games, I also play table top games like Pathfinder/D&D and board games too. You may see me talk about the occasional table top game I play.

I also play Trading Card Games too, mostly the Pokemon TCG. I will talk about the degenerate decks and shenanigans that happen there too.

I also tend to make a lot of Text Posts. I like to ramble on able nearly anything. Once I get started on something it usually takes me a while for it to stop. I usually talk about video games, but I like talking about other stuff a lot too. That's why I tag text posts #ThatRamblingZoo, so you can blacklist them using xkit if you get tired of my yammering.

You will notice I tend to reblog or post arts/creative works from people too. I don't know how, but I've made a lot of artist friends over the years, and I can barely draw a stick figure well. I like to support people I... well... like. The thing is, you probably won't see most of them on this blog, because there's a reason for that. If one of you is reading this, just know I still support you on this blog fully by at least liking and replying to posts, I can only post SFW stuff here.

You may notice my Reblog to "Original" content ratio is heavily in favor of "original" content, you probably won't see a whole lot of reblogs from me. I tend to Like a lot of things, so you can always check out my Likes Page , but be warned, there is NSFW content in there. Only check those if you are prepared to handle some NSFW content.

Hey, I'm not also called "Captain Loophole" for nothing. Likes aren't really easily accessible, so long as I don't physically post sensitive content publicly with no warning, I'm not entirely at fault here. I'm not liable for what you see when you check my Likes, you have been warned before hand.

I also have a NSFW blog for NSFW reblogs if you’re interested. Again, be warned, there is a lot of NSFW content in there, and may contain things you may or may not agree with. This is what most of my artist friends draw, so this is where reblogs of their works go... along with any other interesting art I find. I urge you to read the blog description before you judge me too harshly. But hey, if you like what I post over there, I don't mind talking about that stuff with ya too.

And I have a VGM blog as well. I made it because I love VGM, so if you’re looking for some tunes, feel free to give it a look. It will mostly be songs from games I've played, but I just appreciate video game music. It's special to me.

I'm a big sissy when it comes to talking to people, I'll admit up front. I probably won't talk to you a lot, and I'm sorry for that. It takes a while for me to open up and be willing to talk to you first. Even if it seems like I have no problem spouting whatever whenever, I don't do more intimate interactions well. I'll probably tend to be quiet and only respond stiffly and minimally when prompted at first, but as you talk to me, I'll probably be more willing to elaborate or make stupid jokes, or offer to help with more complex tasks.

I do tend to like more of your posts the more I'm comfortable with you though if you want something to go by. I'm the "Passively Friendly" type I guess.

In short, don't be afraid to talk to me! I'm a big sissy so you don't have to be! I like talking with people that genuinely want to talk to me. I'm also honestly fine talking about anything you want, I just like hanging out with people. I like listening to you talk, especially if you're passionate about the subject.

If you want me to see something or start a conversation with me, you can always send me an Ask , a Fanmail, tag me as @ ThatVideoGameZoo in a post, or shoot a post through by Submissions box.

If you want to talk to me elsewhere I'm on Twitter as @ ThatZooooooooo (which I usually prefer as I can send a quick response immediately, as Tumblr's messaging system isn't the greatest) and I'm available on Skype or QQ as ThatZooooooooo. I also have a Discord, which you can reach me at ThatZooooooooo#6564. If you want to look for me anywhere else, it's a safe bet I'm probably ThatZooooooooo.

As for gaming stuff...

Nintendo Network ID: ThatZooooooooo

3DS Friend Code: 0963-4124-8485

Steam: psn_thatzooooooooo (yes, the psn_ part is needed)

Playstation Network: ThatZooooooooo

Xbox Live: ThatZooooooooo (I don't have Gold, so I'm pretty limited use here)

If you want to add me, tell me so I can add you and not let the request expire.

So... yeah, that's about all I can think of I guess. If I think of anything else, I'll extend/alter this post the next time I think I should post it.

Thank you for checking me out, and I hope to have some pleasant interactions!

#about me #thatzooooooooo #me #introduction #thatramblingzoo

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thatvideogamezoo · 7 years

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Introduction of ThatZooooooooo

It has been a few months since I reposted this. I like to do this periodically as I get new followers so they can get to know me better, so if you're interested, click the break below.

(Break for length, click if you want to find out more about me)

I am the one known as ThatZooooooooo across the internets. My blog is named ThatVideoGameZoo because somebody gave me the idea for a catchy blog name and I couldn't pass it up.

And before we get into it, I will tell you some personal details about myself to help you identify me. I have this all publicly on my profiles on other places, no harm putting them here.

My real name is Douglas Carter, born on August 20, 1993. I currently live on the east coast of the United States of America, in the state of Pennsylvania, in the town of Waynesboro. I am male and I am asexual. I am currently a student at The Pennsylvania State University at the Mont Alto campus, working towards a degree in IST.

So yeah, there's that I guess if you're interested. Now on to the actual profile.

I like video games and video game accessories, I tell ya what.

You will see me talk about video games a lot, and I have a tendency to post a lot of music from video games, because I just really like listening to them. I also like to link to video game related videos like LPs or Speedruns or other nonsense periodically. I sometimes like to post screenshots of games I'm playing to show my progress and interact with people while I play or something, kinda like a Photo LP in progress I guess.

Even though I play a lot of games, you will see me play certain games a lot more so than others. Some of my favorite games include Sonic The Hedgehog, Pokemon, Super Smash Bros, Mega Man, Tetris, Puyo Puyo, Kingdom Hearts, Resident Evil, Silent Hill, Star Fox, OutRun, Daytona USA, Fortune Street, Perfect Dark, Banjo-Kazooie, and Street Fighter. This is just a short list though, there's a lot more stuff I wanted to put here, but hopefully this will give a general idea of what I like to play.

Along with video games, I also play table top games like Pathfinder/D&D and board games too. You may see me talk about the occasional table top game I play.

I also play Trading Card Games too, mostly the Pokemon TCG. I will talk about the degenerate decks and shenanigans that happen there too.

I also tend to make a lot of Text Posts. I like to ramble on able nearly anything. Once I get started on something it usually takes me a while for it to stop. I usually talk about video games, but I like talking about other stuff a lot too. That's why I tag text posts #ThatRamblingZoo, so you can blacklist them using xkit if you get tired of my yammering.

I also have a NSFW blog for NSFW reblogs if you’re interested. Again, be warned, there is a lot of NSFW content in there, and may contain things you may or may not agree with. This is what most of my artist friends draw, so this is where reblogs of their works go... along with any other interesting art I find. I urge you to read the blog description before you judge me too harshly. But hey, if you like what I post over there, I don't mind talking about that stuff with ya too.

I do tend to like more of your posts the more I'm comfortable with you though if you want something to go by. I'm the "Passively Friendly" type I guess.

If you want me to see something or start a conversation with me, you can always send me an Ask , a Fanmail, tag me as @ ThatVideoGameZoo in a post, or shoot a post through by Submissions box.

As for gaming stuff...

Nintendo Network ID: ThatZooooooooo

3DS Friend Code: 0963-4124-8485

Steam: psn_thatzooooooooo (yes, the psn_ part is needed)

Playstation Network: ThatZooooooooo

Xbox Live: ThatZooooooooo (I don't have Gold, so I'm pretty limited use here)

If you want to add me, tell me so I can add you and not let the request expire.

So... yeah, that's about all I can think of I guess. If I think of anything else, I'll extend/alter this post the next time I think I should post it.

Thank you for checking me out, and I hope to have some pleasant interactions!

#thatzooooooooo #me #introduction

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