#the fics are fun and i enjoy them but i really enjoyed doing graphic design on this one fellas

[aidanchaser]

Only one more week left of the @mlsquaredance event! I had an absolute blast working on this project and getting to play in the space of some wonderful ML fic. If you haven't had a chance, please read the originals!

Originals & tags linked here:

Partners in Clown by MiaBrown (@miabrown007)

how fair you were in summertime by MissNoodles (@ladyofthenoodle)

Full Exposure by MissNoodles (@ladyofthenoodle)

Close Your Eyes by jennagrins (@jennagrinsoverml)

A Bad Dream by walkingonthestars (@hamsternamedmarinette)

A Fair Trade by sariahsue (@sariahsue)

but princess, wishes do come true by MiaBrown (@miabrown007)

Midnight Snack by Papillon10 (@valiantlyjollynightmare)

When You Let A Ladybug Cure Your Bellyache by wyomingparmesan (@wyomingparmesan)

Another shout out to @sunshinemarauder, @ladyofthenoodle, @wield-the-mighty-pen, @rosekasa, and @ccboomer for all of your help beta reading these 9 remixes! My writing is nothing without an editor, and it was great to get to work with friends from the HP AU in a new context and to make new friends through writing and editing! Thank you all for your hard work, and a double-triple thank you to ladyofthenoodle and the rest of the Miraculous Square Dance team for putting on this event. It has been so much fun! I haven't gotten to write this consistently since I had the HP AU. I was back into doing 3-5k a week again, and it felt so good. Thank you!!

Link to all of my remixes (except for Partners in Chaos, which will drop next Friday!) Link to all event remixes!

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfic #miraculous ladybug fic #miraculous square dance 2023 #ml fic #ml fanfic #truly i just like seeing all of the fic headers that i designed for this event in one post #it came out such a nice aesthetic #the fics are fun and i enjoy them but i really enjoyed doing graphic design on this one fellas #graphic design is truly my passion

[wowbright]

Fic: Home for Christmas

Fandom/pairing: Glee, Kurt/Blaine

Event: December Klaine Fanworks Challenge 2023

Prompt: I'll Be Home For Christmas

Words: ~650 words                                  

Rating: Teen and up

Summary: On Blaine’s second Christmas as a missionary, he calls the Anderson clan. But first, he calls Kurt.

Notes: This is part of my Mormon!Klaine universe. It takes place after Out of Eden, which I am still in the process of posting to AO3. It’s among the likely possibilities for their future.

* * *

Christmas was as perfect as it could get on a mission. Blaine spent the day at the refugee center, playing with kids and chatting with the adults who didn't know German, but knew English. He and his companion came here at least twice a week now; President Steele had increased their service hours to ten a week so they could help out with the church’s refugee efforts. And because it was Christmas, they were allowed to spend even more time volunteering.

This was the kind of missionary work Blaine loved—sharing Christ's love not by preaching, but by helping to put smiles on the faces of people who had every reason to frown.

Unfortunately, they couldn't spend forever there. In the evening, they returned to their apartment to make their twice-a-year phone calls home. Blaine’s companion went into the bedroom for his call, shutting the door behind him. Blaine stayed in the kitchen and removed his contraband phone from its hiding place in his bag. He would call Arizona in a few minutes, but first he had someone else to talk to.

“Blaine! I'm so glad you got a chance to call! Merry Christmas!” Kurt’s voice was effervescent. It made Blaine feel light and bubbly inside. He was so grateful to Elder Nixon for convincing him to buy this phone.

“Me too. My companion is in the bedroom now calling his folks, and the door is closed. I love Christmas!” Blaine was already smiling so hard, he could feel a pleasant ache in his cheeks.

"Have you already called your folks?”

“No, he thinks that's what I'm doing now. And I will call them, but I had to hear your voice first. So tell me all about your Christmas!”

“Well—” Kurt launched into a warm and funny story about a candy cane incident involving his dad and aunt. “And yesterday’s caroling at the senior center with the old members of the glee club was fun. Most of our audience really seemed to enjoy it, but my favorite was the old lady who hated us. They had a big table of craft supplies for making decorations, and she kept taking the pipe cleaners and folding them up in suggestive designs and then throwing them at us. And she had the most creative insults! Really spunky! I can only aspire to be so charismatic in my old age.”

Blaine chuckled. Kurt was one of a kind.

“Now, tell me about your day,” Kurt said. “What did you do? I hope you didn't have to sit through an uncomfortable Christmas dinner with a family you hardly know. I hated those. I always felt like I was imposing.”

"It was great!” Blaine told Kurt all about it. They texted regularly, so Kurt was familiar with many of the names and personalities. But talking was special. Blaine didn't get many chances where he was alone enough that he could carry on a conversation out loud on his verboten phone.

“I'm so glad you're getting to volunteer more,” Kurt said. “You sound really happy.”

“I am, when I'm working with them. Some of the other stuff is still hard, but whenever I can help people, everything gets better,” Blaine said. “I still miss you, though. A lot.”

“I know. I miss you, too. I don't say it much, because I don't want to do anything that would pull you back home before you’re ready. But I’ll be really, really happy to see you and hold you and kiss you and … Well, my dad’s in the next room. I can't get too graphic. But I'm looking forward to all that when you get back, Blaine.”

Blaine felt himself blushing—out of delight more than modesty. “Me, too. And I can't wait to be home with you next Christmas.”

“Oh?” Kurt’s tone was flirtatious. “Whose home? Yours or mine?”

“It doesn't matter. Anywhere you are is home to me, Kurt.”

#december klaine challenge 2023 #prompt: I'll Be Home For Christmas #mormon!klaine #wowbright writes fic #klaine fic #klaine fanfic #klaine fanfiction

[purity-town]

Been a little while since I last answered some asks, so -- replies below the cut!

Here ya go! Also tossed it in my sta.sh in case Tumblr crunches it.

Aha, don't worry, Chris! You'll get to experience plenty of horrors soon that'll validate your weird dreams!

All things considered, Chris is handling things pretty well right now, but I think he'd still accept a hug!

I whipped out my extensive comic collection (four of The Adventure Zone graphic novels) to get some inspiration for this! Those books tend to have a pretty basic back cover with a couple of the main/supporting characters tossed onto it, and I can see something similar working for Purity Town considering how many NPCs there are overall in the game (even though the number we've actually seen in the comic up to this point is much lower)!

:D Thanks for reading! I can't always manage to finish pages on time, but I do my best and I'm glad y'all're enjoying updates.

My first experience learning about the whole Guide/WoF thing was...I think a Stampy Cat video years before I even knew what Terraria really was. I assumed it was the scary final boss of the game, and didn't think anything more on it for half a decade. And then 1.4 came along and I got incredibly attached to the character. That's just how it goes!

For what it's worth, I will make the disclaimer: while I find it interesting to push characters and write how they react as they crack, at the end of the day, I do write happy endings. And there's plenty of room for more happy one-shots in the AO3 fic!

I kept the monsters in a sketch/low-detail/silhouetted style mostly to emphasize that Chris' dreams were strange and imprecise, but it was still cool to play around with monster designs a bit! Translating designs from the game version to comic characters can be weird because you need to account for the game expecting you to always see them from a particular angle -- the Wall of Flesh is the most extreme/obvious example of this. When we get to seeing more of Plantera proper I'll definitely have to brush up on my flower-drawing skills, haha.

I haven't actually built it out in a Terraria world proper! The world used in the blog header is a screenshot from the world I first beat the game in.

As far as a general description goes, the main town is located in a forest biome with the snowy-mountains-and-lake background. In the main area of town is the tavern and the nurse's clinic, plus the (now abandoned) clothier's store. Andrew also lives in the forest town, though slightly up-hill from it, so that he has to walk through some trees before he gets into the town square itself.

For the most part I imagine characters living in the biome they prefer in-game (with exceptions for those who like the Hallow), though the bulk of folks live in the Purity Town. The settlements in the other biomes are smaller, since having the pylons means you can go wherever you need to go for business quite easily.

Thanks! Terraria has some crazy lore once you start digging into it -- I think it'd be really cool to see "Zullie the Witch"-style lore deep dives just going ham on the minutiae of NPC interactions and Bestiary entries.

But in any case, getting to take all of that and work it into the comic here and there is good fun :D

Thank you!! I had a lot of fun with this chapter's cover, especially with the lighting and the border around the top. The Aether/shimmer stuff and the more glowy critters like faelings and prismatic lacewings are just such a delight to draw, haha.

#pt asks #not an update

[yelenasdiary]

Hey, I know I’m new here and I haven’t sent an ask here yet but I just had to get my little dig in at anon and anyone who has an issue with what you write.

So, anon. Do you genuinely believe that this is how the world works? Do you really think that by shitting on people who work hard on these creative projects and are kind and generous enough to share them with us, do you think that being awful to them is how you get more of what you want?

Because it’s not. As an avid reader but also a writer myself, seeing that shit does absolutely nothing but destroy our motivation to create. Which in turn means you get NOTHING! When all you do is bitch and moan and complain, you get NOTHING!!!

So, and I mean this genuinely, go home and go fucking cry about it to your pillow cause it’s the only thing that’s gonna listen to your whining.

If you really, truly want to see something done, either get off your ass and write it yourself or pull out your wallet and be prepared to pay for it while giving a nice and respectful message to the writer you’re paying.

Rule number 1 in asking for shit: DON’T BE AN ASSHOLE

Anyway, thanks for coming to my TEDTalk. Your bs is NOT appreciated!

And to you, dear fellow author, keep up the amazing work and remember to take a break and drink some water every now and then! I genuinely enjoy your writing and simply can’t wait for October!! Much love!!!!

I really don’t like to explain just how much time I spend on this blog because at the end of the day, that’s my choice but I will say that some of the fics for October Special took me more than a day to write!

I’m pretty sure from memory that 12 out of 13 of those fics are over 1K words & I know for some that’s easy to accomplish & I know for others, it can take some time. For me, some of these fics took me a little longer than I expected. I spent my 2 week break from my graphic design course to get through these requests so that I could not only give content but also be apart of something fun and exciting.

I’m still really excited to post these, some of them are in my list of favourite fics I’ve written & that makes me so much more excited to share them.

Unfortunately when I was putting together the Masterlist I had a background thought of “oh man, this isn’t going to be that great” & that was simply because I knew that there was that lack of Wanda & Natasha content. They’re popular and gain more audience but I also kept telling myself that I wanted to give something a little different, which is why there’s more Yelena & Kate than others. Not to mention the Agatha fic I wrote that I’m keen for people to read.

I know I’ll never be able to keep everybody happy, I wish I could but I can’t and I’m sorry for that. But I really do hope people start to understand that creating literally anything isn’t easy, it takes time, practice and patience!!

I love you all who have shown kindness and support, even when I feel that I am at the end of the cliff and want to just delete my blog (dw I’ll never delete, but it’s a thought that I have sometimes). You guys make me happy and for that I’m so thankful ❤️💜

*not sure if your name is Rachel but if it is, hiii we are name twins haha!*

#yelenasdiary asks #rachelsfav-queer

[moonprojects]

Introduction Post!

Hi, my name is Ajax! I'm 18, a college student, and use he/they/neos ( wind/windself, hydro/hydroself & mew/meowself are the immediate go to, but feel free to ask! )

This entire account was started for the purpose of storing my NaNoWriMo projects + I want to use it as a means of interacting with readers and other authors alike! I've very excited to see how this turns out!

This ties into a big part of what this account is going to hinge off of: reader interaction! I'm going to have polls set up for certain aspects of fics, I.E, major story choices, design ideas, AUs, all of that fun! I feel like it'd be a really amazing interaction for us all!

Below the cut you'll see guidelines for my account and some extras goodies about what I'm planning on doing here! If that interests you, I highly advise you follow so that you can keep up! Or at least keep an eye on accounts. ( Also I promise I don't always talk in proper grammar don't let that scare you LMAO + divider credit to @cafekitsune! Please check out her stuff she makes really amazing graphics! )

Some basic guidelines for interacting —

PLEASE no bigotry, be respectful and kind! I will not tolerate any sort of behavior of the like, and will immediately block if I see it happening. This also means to please keep fighting off the account.

RESPECT my boundaries. I don't have a lot but a big one I ask is that everyone keeps it casual but proper. Please don't attempt anything weird with me or fellow people here. I will let you know if you've crossed a line that you might've been unaware of but if it happens a second time, after I explicitly state things, I will block. I am not looking for that kind of energy.

NO nsfw please. While this account definitely will deal with some dark subject matter ( such as death, violence, so on and so forth ) I do not want any nsfw being present in interactions or asks.

ADDING on to that, PLEASE note this account WILL touch on and discuss dark subject matters that may not be for the faint of heart! I really really want people to take in consideration their mental health and comfort levels above everything else so if such topics are not for you, DO NOT INTERACT. For both our sakes.

BE mindful of spoilers! Some fans of the content I may write about might not know what you know! Be respectful of that please!

AND most important of all, remember, this is for fun! I want everyone, myself included, to enjoy being here!

What do I write? A collective list below but note it doesn't cover everything!

Trigun ( Manga, '98 & '23 anime. This is what technically inspired me to make this account! )

Jujutsu Kaisen ( Manga & anime )

Genshin Impact ( Game & manga )

HI3/HSR ( Although I'm not super familiar with the games lore and such I'm still testing the waters with it )

MXTX works ( I've read them all, and working to catch up on donghuas/manhuas )

Bioshock! ( All games, big bioshock fan here! )

Castlevania ( Netflix series! Both the original & Nocturne )

Transformers ( Basically anything within the TF franchise I will touch on in writing )

Please feel free to ask about anything too! Whenever I do these posts I tend to almost immediately forget what I write, so I encourage you to throw an ask my way if you're curious!

And I believe that's all! Thank you so much for coming by!

#intro post #introductory post #trigun maximum #trigun stampede #trigun #genshin impact #honkai star rail #honkai impact #bioshock #castlevania #transformers #jujutsu kaisen #mxtx

[lelianasbitch]

Hiya, I've never commented on your fic but I just wanted to let you know I'm really enjoying TDoC! Been on a Donna fic spree the past couple weeks and yours was one of the ones I came across that stuck with me. I've only just come back to Tumblr after a long break, but I finished reading it the other night and I couldn't resist dropping a message to gush about it!

I know reader stories can be tricky to write because the protag is technically a self insert, but I think you've done a great job with balancing! The Courier feels like a distinct personality, but she also feels familiar to me.

Also love how you're handling Donna's development. As a reader, I really appreciate that you've put so much consideration and time into research, especially with regards to mental illness. You've clearly put a lot of thought and care into Donna's portrayal, and I think it's so lovely!

Each chapter is just the right amount of fluff, angst, and tension to keep me hooked. The dynamic between the Dimitrescu sisters and The Courier is also hilarious. I've been glued to my phone and sneaking chapters on my lunch break all week like little digital snacks. (Its gotten to the point where I'm pretty sure the people I work with think I have a secret lover, but the only reason I'm not denying it is because I don't know how to tell them that her name is The Deliverance of Change.)

Also, those wee posters you made? Mega cute. I'm no artist or graphic designer so idk if my opinion counts for much but I think they're very *chef's kiss*

Anyway I've waffled quite a bit, but basically my point was your fic has been a thrill to read thus far. Thanks for publishing it. It's been a real uplifter for me, especially on stressful days. No rush for the next chapter, but I'm eager to see what you do next! Hope you're doing well in general and life is treating you fairly :)

Hello! Big oops because this was asked back in August. Thanks for being patient for my reply even though I'm sure you forgot by now 😅

I'm glad that you're enjoying TDoC!! I appreciate you (and everyone else) even if you don't comment.

TDoC is my first x Reader story so it was definitely unusual to be writing in that style. The hard part was trying not to be too self-inserty, but I'm glad that you think I did a good job balancing it.

Writing Donna's development has been fun! There's so many things I can't wait to share and so many things that I was suuper excited to finally be able to read people's reactions when certain events came about.

I love that you've been reading TDoC like "digital snacks" AND that your coworkers might suspect a secret lover. I wonder what would happen if I posted a spicy oneshot . . .

I'd love to create more art like the posters but I'm currently lazy and uninspired . . .

Thank you again for sharing how much you've been enjoying TDoC! Sharing TDoC with so many people has brought great people into my life. It also really encouraged me to tap back into my personal projects which unfortunately have been scarce in recent years, so people's comments like yours brings me joy and gets me excited to continue.

Hope you've been doing well, highskellig! 🖤

#my asks #tdoc #the deliverance of change #highskellig #tdoc fic #the deliverance of change fic #donna x reader #donna beneviento x reader #donna beneviento/reader #donna beneviento

[thecourtjester12]

JDCAU designs

This is just going to be me rambling and info dumping on some of the design stuff for Smoon in JDCAU and some other lil details.

For any of you who have seen the graphic with my post for The 12 Day's of Smoon-Mas, Sun...well moreso Moon looks VERY different from how I usually draw them. (it's less noticeable but Sun looks different as well.)

There is a reason for that!

How I tend to (and prefer) to draw them is now how they...currently look timeline wise. I'll explain.

There is a bit of a timeline of key points for major events and changes in JDCAU. These main events change a major aspect to how they act and/or look. Of course theres a bunch of small events that are important and build upon previous things (I have a fic with the chronological order of all the stories with JDCAU including pocket dimension shenanigans (may also make a masterdoc on here at some point to segway in lil things like...PANTS...since that is 100% canon, the day guard was terrified after that incident.))

The main events I think of currently in when stuff occurs is

REDACTED. I haven't really gone into this...part yet and haven't explored it so I'm not going to list it yet..it has been hinted at before in some works.

Pre-virus. Before the virus happened and before new management took over basically.

During the virus. This was...a good chunk of time, I need to explore this and pre virus more at some point, would be fun!

Post virus. After new management takes over and the virus is purged. Current point for most works I do, haven't gotten to the next stage in the timeline yet, would like to soon tho!

Post upgrades. Haven't gotten to this point yet, but I just enjoy drawing Smoon the way they (somewhat...) look for this stage in time. I like making them more expressive, love the giant hat and detailed stars on Moon's clothes and love the stupid puffy sleeve covers I give them both.

Also...just don't like drawing the hip ruffles....the OG way I drew them was like a weird tutu thingy...not a fan of that.

But, ya. I'll be working on trying to draw more stuff in the 'canon timeline appearances' for Smoon, so that means...closer to how I would draw Canon Sun and Moon from SB rather then JDCAU Sun and Moon post upgrades...lil sadge but its also more accurate this way...

But! For illustrations I'll mainly stick to post upgrade style because I just enjoy drawing them that way. And if I'm just drawing a pretty drawing...I'm more likely to go with the stylization I prefer cause I can.

May sometimes do stuff as more accurate to the timeline sometimes too for illustrations....case by case sitch...

Anywho, tried keeping this...semi-concise, feel free to ask me stuff further on like the designs and the who timelines and whatnot! Depending on....lore implications....I shall answer happily! Orrrr....just be a silly lil cryptic bean :3

And heres some lil doods for comparison of pre vs post upgrades! I'll be working on posting SOME Refs of Smoon soon, still aways a way on finishing them along with other fun lil projects and whatnot in the works

#jesterposts #jester rambles #jesterdoodles #fnaf daycare au #jdcau #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #infodump #rambles #loreeeeeee #lore #timeline #design #character design #ask me stuff #asks open #please I'd love to answer asks for lore

[alister312]

Hello! I’m Alister and below the cut you can find my about me/intro post for the SP Olympics event :)

For starters, my favorite ship is of course Gregstophe aka Gregory/Christophe from the movie. I’ve got various metas and fics about them if you’re looking for characterization inspiration (or scenes for drawing inspiration 👀 my gregstophe tsot fic is my current passion project). You can find all the important stuff in my pinned post. I love them both individually as well, though I do slightly favor Christophe 😅. I’ve also got more ships with him that I enjoy, namely Damstophe (Damien/Christophe), Kenstophe (Kenny/Christophe), and Tophlovski (Christophe/Kyle)

My second favorite ship is by far Style! I love most anything with them, but particularly fond of their Stick of Truth sonas. I’m just very drawn to the concept of regal elf king Kyle in love with his noble and faithful human knight Stan (who is definitely in love with him too)… it’s a very good concept to me. I also really like very regular AUs with them, just like high school or college or domestic stuff. The one thing I will say is that I’m not really a fan of the bleached hair Stan design but otherwise go nuts!

I have a fun AU I adore that I tag as “Kendy vs the World” but usually just call it my “kendy scott pilgrim au”. As you can probably guess, it’s a Scott Pilgrim AU with Kenny as the titular Scott Pilgrim and Wendy as Ramona Flowers. Other roles include Marjorine as Knives, Henrietta, Thomas, and Clyde as Kim, Stephan, and Young Neil respectively, Kyle as Envy Adams, and Christophe as Wallace Wells. Wendy’s (Ramona’s) exes are Tolkien (Matthew Patel), Gregory (Lucas Lee), Stan (Todd Ingram), Bebe (Roxy Richter), Kevin McCormick and Kevin Stoley (Ken and Kyle Katayanagi), and lastly Cartman (Gideon Graves). It’s mostly based off the movie because I’ve seen that and I’ve only read a few of the graphic novels.

I have a few children of ships I ship that you can find if you search the tag “sp next gen” on my blog! You’re welcome to ask me more about them if you like (I have a google doc of lore) but honestly just seeing those scamps doing whatever (either with each other or their parents) would make my day 🥰

Favorite characters (besides any in previous mentioned ships I like) are Damien, Kenny, Red, Bebe, and Craig. For Craig in particular I really like Youth Pastor Craig… I’m a sucker for religious imagery! Him with Imp Tweek or Angel Kenny makes me feral every time.

I’ve got a lot of rather rarepairs that I love and always love to see! You can ask for others if you’d like but off the top of my head I think my favorites are Dyde (Damien/Clyde), Rola (Red/Lola), and Lanskov (Corey Lanskin/Davey Solokov). They may not make much sense to you but I like them lots :3

If you’re still not sure what exactly I’d be into or wanna hear more headcanons/preferences of mine, I am absolutely open to chatting or being sent anons! I love talking about pretty much anything ever

In the end, I’ll probably be happy if people do anything for me at all, so don’t stress too hard about it! I’m very excited to participate in this cool event 😎

#sp olympics #hype for the event!! i know it’s still a month away BUT

[oficmag]

Spotlight: Anna | Art Director

We at OFIC Mag love to celebrate those we love, especially on their birthdays. That’s why we’ve conducted our own little interviews with our team members to share on their respective special days.

Today’s spotlight is on Anna, who is our brilliant Art Director!

Tell us a bit about yourself!

I’m a graphic designer who loves reading! Professionally, I focus on branding as well as font design. Personally, I’m a huge fan of sourdough bread, recently took up crochet during the pandemic, and always have a TV show on in the background. 

How did you find fandom?

My first exposure to fandom was through an Avatar: The Last Airbender fansite, where I lurked almost daily. In my spare time, I read back through all the different discussion threads, and when I was done with that, I followed my favorite commenters’ links to fanfiction. I still remember some of those first fics so clearly!

What fandom are you in now and what brought you here?

I have been enjoying the Supernatural resurgence from afar. The fandom I’m most active in currently is probably Black Sails. In both cases, what brought me here was my mutuals. I love to get invested in something my friends are invested in! And then, of course, I am always and forever a Star Wars fan. Anakin’s been my blorbo since 2002, and my avatars have been some brand of OT photo as long as I’ve been online. 

What’s your favorite book of all time and what do you love about it?

Difficult to pick, of course! I’m going to say my favorite book is the one that’s affected my thinking on narrative the most, and that’s Annihilation. The entire Southern Reach trilogy is meaningful to me as a meditation on identity, but I particularly like the way Annihilation uses both dream-like surreality and what first appears to be hard scifi to shed light on human nature. “The trees are not trees the birds are not birds and I am not me but just something that has been walking for a very long time…” That’s the good shit. 

What projects are you working on right now?

Stranger Things fanfic (my usual post-season fixit), Critical Role fanfic (Campaign 3 has character dynamics I need to explore), and I’m working more on original work as well. I’ve nearly finished my second draft of a novel, which features magical girls in a small midwestern town evading the plot at all costs. 

What are your aspirations as a writer, big picture or small?

Since my profession is creative, writing has always been my true outlet. I’ve always aspired to create characters people are invested in, either working with someone else’s canon or with my own. I’ve found I really enjoy complex journeys—I like the challenge of changing someone’s mind about a character, winning them over. I try to write things with re-read potential. 

If you could give one piece of advice to beginning writers, what would you tell them?

This is something I find true about both design and writing—you need to create for yourself before anyone else. You need to be having fun! Marketability and popularity do matter, but if that’s your mindset from the start it’s so easy to get burned out. So don’t create with other people in mind at first. Make things that make you smile! Make more of them! Your people will find you.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANNA! THANK YOU FOR BEING A PART OF THE OFIC FAMILY. WE HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY. <3

#bookblr #writeblr #lit mag #creative writing #spotlight #we love you anna!

[stuckinamok]

tl:dr; just rambles about how my fic resembles a story I want to write "for real" as well as just life stress things

it is really funny how I love "oh no we are thrown into an alternate dimension together and we're forced to work out our feelings" trope. There's a story that I have been thinking about writing for a few years and I just haven't done much at all with it, except play with the idea in my head. I want it to be a webcomic or graphic novel as just something for me to enjoy doing for fun, without focusing too much on making the art "perfect". I have a hard time finishing my illustration work because I'm a perfectionist in fear of failure.

Also, if I get a full-time job... while I will have the peace knowing we are financially okay, I will not have a lot of time to work on the things I want to do. But if I continue working part-time, even though I will have the time to work on things I will be way too anxious about our "gradual" decline of money that I won't be able to create anything with a clear head. This is why I haven't updated in a while too, because this week I have a lot of things hanging in the balance. I have three possible jobs that might work out... and only one of them is full-time, but they said they're likely not going to make a decision until mid-september and that just kills me because the other jobs they're likely deciding this week and I don't know how to tell the full-time job place like "hey... can you let me know sooner...??????" because technically, I haven't received any job offers yet.

My mind has been very much Not At Peace the past month or so. I've definitely made peace at my current part-time job, but it's still something I really need to get out of because it doesn't pay enough at all. (and on top of that my boss is a legit manipulative narcissist and it's kind of the worst).

anyway trying to figure out how to simplify my art style and character designs so it doesn't take much for me to draw them but it's so much harder than it should be

#akumamatata thoughts

[talesfantastic]

Tell me about your fandom! (Legend of Zelda) Also, this isn't a fandom but I love nonfiction & I recommend Brene Brown's two podcasts if you don't listen already

(NOTE: I found this in my drafts, unposted, so I'm posting it now!)

Recommendation noted! Thank you!

So...

The Legend of Zelda

Baby Kat's first RPG, I do believe, was Ocarina of Time and I adored it. It was not my first "fandom" in the traditional sense of community and interaction (I had no idea about fandom at the time, that came later) but I was most definitely in love with the franchise. Next was Majora's Mask, which creeped me out omg. I loved it, but I can no longer play it through because the three day timer combined with having to go find a save point triggers anxiety. XD BUT, I played it... twice, I think? Once with my brother and once solo to prove I could. And really enjoyed it. I didn't actually pick up a new one until Twilight Princess, then another gap and Skyward Sword, and another gap before Breath of the Wild.

I really can't say I know the fandom end of it well though. Counting plotting with you, I have... one other person I rp in Zelda with, also in the OoT/MM era, and I really haven't been active on the fanfic front either. I do have several friends who enjoyed the games and we've talked about them (mostly BOTW), so that's really nice.

I would 10/10 recommend the games, though, and would like to do more with rping in it. And possibly fanfic, but I've got such a backlog and no burning stories that want told so probably not ficcing for a while.

Under the cut, some aimless rambling about the games I've played.

CONTAINS SPOILERS for: OOT, MM, TP, SS, and BOTW!

Ocarina of Time

Why I love it: I think I love the story and characters, first and foremost, but I also really like the plot device + game mechanic of time travel, that's one of my favorite tropes tbh? Even if it wasn't executed the way I usually aim for. (I also... fairly recently? in the past yearish? found out that it is not, in fact, required to be done linearly so I clearly have to replay one more time minimum just to test this.)

Who should play it: Anyone! It wasn't a horrendously challenging game, in my opinion, so it's not the problem some rpgs are, but it was fun and the graphics may not be up there with the most recent titles but the 3DS version was a really well done remake and I think people should really think twice about ignoring it because of the graphics; in context of video game history, that was groundbreaking. There are creepy parts the well THE WELL that surprisingly didn't hit me as as creepy as they are until I came back to it as an adult XD but still! If you can get your hands on it one way or another it's worth playing.

Majora's Mask

Why I love it: I think "love" is a little strong, but I definitely enjoyed it. The mask system was well done and intriguing, and it had a lot of moving parts and puzzles, even for a Zelda game.

Who should play it: as long as horror elements don't bother you, (it's definitely not a horror game but it's got some creepy bits) and you don't get anxiety over being timed, it should be good. You have three days to complete... everything, but you can do the three days over and over and over so there's that at least? It's got some really fantastic mechanics, interesting characters, and again, puzzles.

Twilight Princess

Why I love it: the characters are what make this game really stand out to me. There's brilliant designs, unique personalities and they all come together to support a pretty solid plot. It's also really pretty. I love the art style. I'd love to see it polished up a little bit with the modern abilities remake? REMAKE, but I wouldn't want them to change the feel of it, it's just really lovely.

Who should play it: both fans of motion sensing (there is a Wiimote version) and people who prefer a straight out controller will be happy here. I, personally, preferred the controller version by far. It's a fantastic story in my opinion with a lot of memorable characters. It also reveals a very important part in Zelda history.

Skyward Sword

Why I love it: I really enjoyed the art style, the storyline / glimpse of where things all began is fascinating to me even if they could have gone back further. It's immediate fic fodder, though admittedly I have not followed through due to other stories in progress already. (Didn't care for the anxiety-inducing timed sections though.)

Who should play it: you could read the wikis or Hyrule Historia, maybe even watch a Let's Play - all of these are valid and even advisable options to those who for whatever reason can't play the game (money, motion controls, anxiety over timers etc) then those are great options! That said, if you can handle this it's a really neat game full of unique art and a fascinating story line. I'd advise going in blank if you can - don't research ahead of time.

Breath of the Wild

Why I love it: Open world Zelda. I think I squeed when I heard that. Being completely honest, I found the lack of the traditionally seemingly linear story initially intimidating but once I'd started to get to know the world and mechanics, I began to catch my stride and I really enjoyed the game! Not so much the ending boss battle that, cutscenes counted, took me over 20 mins, but the rest of it yay! Honestly I even just liked messing around exploring the world and locating shrines. Didn't care for having a "your weapons break" mechanic without an additional "you can repair / smith new ones" though.

Who should play it: anyone who likes Zelda and also open world RPGs. It had a main story, of course, but there was so much interesting lore scattered about in side quests. Now, I haven't (yet) played Tears of the Kingdom but I am excited for it. And might play BOTW again because I loved it and it's worth the time and effort.

So yeah I recommend all of them, if with a few small caveats. Great games - great series! - and there are plenty more I want to play. (Special note for Minish Cap, which I keep meaning to play.)

#legend of zelda #ooc #ocarina of time #majora's mask #twilight princess #skyward sword #breath of the wild

[trashyocstash]

decided to write a multiple chapter aran/cadhla fic, here's the first chapter, it functions as an introduction to cadhla

Cadhla walked down the streets in her hometown of Westport, enjoying the peaceful surroundings. She'd been sent by her mother on an errand to pick up some stuff for lunch. Cadhla didn't mind, she enjoyed taking walks after all.

As she walked, different memories came to her. She could recall her father teaching her how to bike and successfully managing to bike around some of the streets, trying coffee for the first time at a local coffee shop and not being a fan, and all the different times she's visited the other shops, pubs, restaurants and bakeries. Westport had a relatively small population, almost reaching 6,200 people, and it was her home. This was the place she was born and raised in, she had so many memories of this place, both good and bad, and she wouldn't trade it for anything.

As much as she loved her home however, a part of her longed for more. Cadhla needed excitement and she hadn't achieved that yet. She thought about travelling, but wasn't financially ready for that. The best hope she had to find more out of life was a job, so that's what she was focused on finding for now.

She soon arrived at a small store, and picked up everything she needed. Cadhla made her way to the check out when she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Oh I'm..sorry…very sorry about that.." She apologised.

The person she bumped into looked grumpy and annoyed. "Watch where you're going next time."

"I-I know I-"

"Huh? Speak up!"

"I know..I'll be more alert next time.."

"Good."

Then they looked away from Cadhla, now ignoring her presence and going right back to shopping. She frowned and continued on her way to the check out, silently wishing she wasn't so awkward and shy.

Soon, she arrived home and placed the bag of groceries on the kitchen counter. Her mother smiled at her as she shuffled through its contents. "Thank you so much dear."

"It's no problem Mom." Cadhla replied, smiling back.

Her mother then started preparing lunch, and Cadhla headed upstairs to her room in the meantime. 

One look at her room said a lot about Cadhla. The walls were painted a soft yellow colour, there were shelves with dolls and plushies she still liked to buy from time to time and in the corner was a desk with a desktop computer on it. She'd decorated the back with different stickers of things like seashells, cartoon suns, candy and hearts. On her bed was a cute yellow heart pillow, and a few plushies. Posters of different movies like some comedies, and for Nintendo games lined the walls. Her room felt warm, friendly and inviting, just like her.

While waiting for lunch to be finished, Cadhla decided to work on stuff on her computer. She was practising her graphic design skills, hoping to apply them to a job eventually. Cadhla had just graduated college where she had taken a class on graphic design, and while she wasn't expecting a job so soon, she thought it would be nice at least.

Cadhla finished the design she had been working on, which was just for fun, and heard her mother calling down for her. Smiling, Cadhla got up and headed downstairs where her lunch was waiting for her.

As she ate with her parents, her mother spoke up. "So dear, how's your job search going?"

"Well I did an interview with a representative of the WVBA, as they're looking for some more graphic design artists, specifically for advertising." Cadhla replied. That interview had been nerve wracking for her, her shyness was evident during it so she hoped deep down she hadn't messed it up.

"How did that go?" Her father asked.

"I…think it went well…mostly, I've never been one for sports but the WVBA is huge…I really do hope they at least consider me." She looked nervous.

"Well you're very talented, they'd be fools to turn you down." He responded.

Cadhla chuckled. "Come on, you're just saying that because you're my dad!"

He laughed. "Aw come on, you know I mean it!"

"I know I know.." She giggled.

Cadhla continued eating lunch and talking with her family, and once they finished, she made her way back to her room. She laid on her bed and pulled out her phone to scroll through it. Ever since her interview, she had been waiting patiently for a response, to know if she got the job or not, so getting a notification that she got a response was at the back of her mind.

As she decided on a YouTube video and started watching that, she got a notification and saw that the WVBA had finally responded. Cadhla cautiously checked the email, and read through it.

She had gotten the job, and it required her to move to Dublin. According to the email, she'd be provided with her own apartment there as well. Cadhla squealed in delight to herself, thinking that now she finally had the opportunity for some real excitement, and was happy to finally land a job with such a big company.

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i could write out accents but i won't bother, i feel i'd mess that up pretty easily. but if you want to know what cadhla's accent would sound like, look up the mayo accent.

#aran/cadhla

[thecontumacious]

uwaaa omg your writing skills are good! god bless i found another one writing for njsj's luxiem ; w ;

if it's not too much of a bother, may i request an artist/graphic designer reader x ike?

i haven't really thought much about it, but it's along the lines of them being a duo (like ike mixes and reader provides the graphics for the project usually).

thank you so so much! (i really loved your bf hcs hahaha)

- cookie anon

Of Songs and Bravery

pairing: Ike Eveland x Artist!GN!Reader

a/n: hi cookie anon!! let me be real with u for a good minute here. i had a bit too much fun with this fic bcs this turned more like a slow burn that it should've been fluff in the initial plan :DD i hope u enjoy it as much as i had fun writing it! i'm in tears rn

i wanna dedicate this to both cookie anon for the lovely idea and my proofreader best friend who is down bad for ike and an artist herself. props to yall for providing so much support!! <3

disclaimer: everything i wrote in here is 100% mine btw! you'll see why i said that after u read it all :3

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: hey y/n!

y/n l/n: hey, ikee what’s up?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: remember that new song i’ve been telling u about?

y/n l/n: yeah?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: it’s completely done now

y/n l/n: oh cool!! great work!! do you plan on publishing it like u did with ‘this nightmare of a tale?’

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: that’s what i wanted to talk to u about

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: can i commission u again to make the music video?

y/n l/n: ofc!! i’d be happy to work with u again, ike!

you and ike have actually been friends for a while, a little before he debuted even

the one most important thing that drew him to you was your impeccable art skills

your ability to weave together lines and colors so harmoniously, all to produce a single piece of art that can covet so many different emotions

and we all know how big of an appreciation ike has for good art

in fact, your natural artistic talents is what made him fall in love with you in the first place

ike was sure when he first met you, it was just mere admiration for your work

however, the more he frequently met up with you, seeing past your beautiful artwork, he begins to realize the artisan behind it was even more beautiful

your gentle nature, your firey passion, your determination and dedication to your craft, your attitude towards the world, your mutual interest in the art field

there was nothing about you ike would ever change

and there he was, what started as a simple admiration, to a silly crush, to an uncontrollable amount of affection he couldn't hold back

he was gonna burst if he didn’t do anything about it rly

but as ike sat there, half listening to you ramble about an annoying commissioner, he is being eaten alive by the thought of losing you

the thought not being able to listen to you complain about your early stage of kyphosis (relatable asf), a wonderful and supportive fan, the difficulty of one particular commission

your smiles, your laughs, your messages asking about his day

was relaying his feelings for you worth it?

he could very well lose you and there will never be another you to fall in love with

yeah… no

but it became harder for him to deal with you always dropping by his house, either to simply hang out or talk about collaborating on a new project

“it’s inevitable, i suppose,” ike thinks to himself, rubbing away at his face as he once again caught himself daydreaming about you

continuation utc!

y/n l/n: omfg

y/n l/n: this song is so good tskr??????

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: awe thank you y/n you’re so sweet

y/n l/n: i can totally work with this its soooo good

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: that’s good to hear! good luck!

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: like before, u can ask me anything about the song or anything else about the project

y/n l/n: ofc! let’s start with what meaning you want to tell here

y/n l/n: then i can start from there^^

hoo boy

here’s the thing, y/n

with the recent years, ike’s tendency to just think about you every waking moment getting worse, it becomes a bit too much

he had to word it out

not to you of course, that’d be disastrous

so what does he do?

he writes

he pours his heart out, about the nights where he stayed awake thinking, and about the times where he manages to sleep and only dreams of you instead

about the moments where he can hold you freely, where he can place a chaste kiss on your forehead to just express how precious you are to him

and even before ike could realize it, the clock shows him the numbers of the late hour

and the notes before him, his feelings sprawled out in his handwriting in a form of a poem

well, it was a poem that early morning of 1 am, it slowly became a song over the next few days though

“i’m doomed, i swear,” ike sighs, looking at his sheet notes and the lyrics above it

but he was glad

he was somewhat proud of himself for having able to finally word and sort his feelings out like this

although he couldn’t exactly send these words to you, perhaps he didn’t have to directly

so, ike decides to make it his new project

and he plans to post it to his youtube as a another original song of his

one, for the growth of his channel but most importantly, to get that indirect closure

in a way, he would be saying to the world how much he loved you

much like sending a letter to no one, without ever knowing who the recipient may be

it was slightly pathetic, yes, but… ike was okay

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: it’s about… well, it’s rly straight forward isn’t it?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: it’s about a boy who wants to confess his feelings to the one he loves, but never rly had the courage to do so

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: he’s scared he’s going to lose them if he says the truth so he just stays quiet

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: he stays in the shadows and keeps wondering what could be

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: and there he is with his unrequited love

y/n l/n: god fuck ike that’s too sad you’re tearing me apart T-T

you’re tearing him apart goddammit

“don’t you ever notice?” ike whispers to himself. “just… how much happy i am when i’m around you? how i wish i can just stay with you all the time without worrying you’d slip away?”

he’s both angry and sad

he’s so irritated by the fact you just don’t give him what he wants, that you poison him with such uncertainty

but he had no right to lash out on you either

ike would kill himself before he ever made himself do that

yet there you were, continuing to ask questions about the songs and the meanings he wants to portray so you could integrate it into your work

of course, like any good artist would! it was only natural that you asked as many questions as possible right?

ike understood that and now that he’s thinking about it, enlisting your help might’ve been a mistake

“oh dear me,” ike groans as he finally logs off discord from the mental torture

but he simply couldn’t resist

he loved what you did with his first video and with every artwork you release, be it of your own accord or the collaboration with other people, ike craved to see more

art was the amalgamation of one’s self, wasn’t it? looking at yours made him feel closer to you

how ridiculous it truly was

you were creating art unknowingly about yourself as well

y/n l/n has sent a file.

y/n l/n: okay ike, here’s my initial character designs and drafting for the entire video

y/n l/n: it’s super rough so it can be vague, so feel free to ask anything

ike opens said file, and like other works he’s seen, he’s once again baffled

even though they’re very simple and even messy lines of vague shapes, he can see the flow of the story

he can read how the characters will move about and narrate his song

ike falls again with every swipe of a new frame draft

one of the characters you designed he noticed was meant to be him it seems and the other…

in his mind, it was supposed to be you obviously

but why had you drawn it so very ambiguously unlike his own avatar?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: hey y/n is the other character not done yet?

y/n l/n: oh yeah

y/n l/n: i couldn’t think of a design straight up so i just went with a very simple shape, then i’ll just go along if i get any ideas

y/n l/n: are u okay with being the mc btw? i can always think of another design

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: no no it’s absolutely alright! u can keep it

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: and as for the drafting, it looks wonderful so far. i love it

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i can still see the fluidity between scenes and even tho it’s very vague and i might be biased

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i can see the story very clearly, great work!

y/n l/n: aweee thanks ike!!

of course, art can’t be rushed

but how will you interpret the other person ike wonders?

will you purposely draw it very vaguely?

will you design it in a very specific manner? meant to hint at a person?

would you ever draw the other character as yourself?

ike shakes his head

“no, no way,” he sighs. “but… i can always ask them to do that? it’s my project after all…”

but then you’d find out

“yeah, never mind.”

it had been a few weeks since, with great progress every time you or him mentioned the project

during calls, ike can tell how much of your passion is overflowing as you spoke about the designs or the illustration making so far

and it hurts him to know how you have yet to notice

it might just be him, but he’s been losing more and more sleep the more he thinks about the project and you altogether

ike might as well be digging a hole for his own grave

even the quilldren has started to notice with his shorter streams

“hey, ike?” you called out as you laid sprawled out on his couch

“hm?” ike hums, raising his head and stopping in the middle of his work to pay attention to you

it was another regular day of you dropping by his house, resting for the week before it began again

“have i ever told you that your song is what i’m going through too?”

what?

ike places down his quill, now properly looking at you as his heart continued to sink. “no, you haven’t.”

you laugh, not out of amusement but… bitterness. “well, i am. i’ve been listening to it so much because of the project. i’m not getting bored of it, of course not. but… i’ve come to realize just how much the main character reminds me of myself.”

you raise your hand up out of spite, wiggling your fingers around in the air

“i’m scared. i’m scared of losing them. i wanna tell them how i feel, but… yeah, i’m so worried that i’ll only scare them away,” you drop your hand again and look at ike

them? ike thought

in the slight glimmer of the room’s light, he can see your eyes glossing over and a great pain tugs at his heart upon sensing your distress

and despite the raising questions in his head, he gets up, a little too quickly as he approached you

he sits on the floor facing where you lay on his couch with the most hurt frown on his face upon seeing your sorrow

“hey, are you okay?” he gently asked you

“i wish i could tell them, ike,” the tears finally spill from your ears as you hiccup. “how much i love them. it’s killing me inside.”

i wish i could too

but there you were, pining over someone else that wasn’t him

as much as you were hurting, ike was torn apart inside as well

how he could aid someone who was hurting when he himself was broken?

what should he say???

“h-hey, i’m sorry you’re going through this right now. and i hate knowing my song triggered these feelings,” ike reached for your hand as he rubbed them softly. “do you want to take a break from the project? you don’t have to rush anything, i promise.”

you sniffled, wiping away a tear. “no, i’ll be fine. i just got carried away there. i can still work.”

but the pain was still evident in your eyes and no matter what you said, ike wasn’t going to let it go

“y/n,” he grips your hands tighter, making you stop to look at him. “i don’t want to see you hurt yourself like this. if you really are tired, tell me. i absolutely don’t mind. i value your health and happiness over everything else.”

i just value you as a whole person. you’re so important to me, y/n. why can’t you see that?

silence clouds over the two of you and all ike could hear was the wild beating of his heart

… had he said too much?

“mm,” you nod your head, spilling a few more tears with a tired smile. “maybe you’re right.”

okay he was in the clear.

“see? it never hurts to rest a bit. don’t push yourself, okay?”

“can i have a hug?” you mumble shyly

ike chuckles, opening his arms. “of course you can.”

you giggle and collapse into him

ike lets you nuzzle into his chest and his heart, though still uncertain, is at peace. because here you were, in his arms and well protected by him

and that smile he never wants to see disappear

“it’ll be okay,” ike tells both you and himself as he pats your head down

but it doesn’t

with your break, ike understood as to why you had to be quiet and been contacting him less and less

the project was a relatively long term assignment so it must’ve taken some toll on you

but how is it with you being silent, not asking questions about the song making him feel worse?

during streams, he’d often get lose in his own thoughts

were you okay? were you avoiding him really because of the break? were you still in a bad place?

who was this other person you wished you could confess to?

was there a chance it could be him?

he’d be gaming and continuously lose, always because of lack of focus

at first, chat thought he was just super bad at the game he was doing or if he’s just not feeling it today

but as he continues to randomly be quiet in free chat streams and other games throughout the week

chat was beginning to suspect something was terribly wrong

most times, the only way to bring him back would be to send him a super chat that could alert ike

“o-oh, sorry guys,” he’d apologize, shaking his head and continuing what was meant to happen that stream

it gets so bad that the quilldren resorts to calling other nijisanji members

“mysta, ike needs your help? what’s wrong with ike, chat?”

“milord, ike is in danger. oh no what’s going on?”

or whoever it was that was live with him at the same time

they’d notice after ike didn’t read their messages and have to alternatively call him on discord

“ike, buddy are you okay?”

“i-i’m fine! sorry to have bothered you guys…”

and ike never fails to feel bad for having his co workers and own audience snap him out of it when he should be doing his job

“ike, maybe you should take a break from streaming for a bit,” vox advises him one day on a discord call they had

at that time, it had gotten pretty bad with the streams being worryingly too short and him zoning out every ten minutes

“no, i’ll be fine. i just… haven’t been focusing enough.”

“is something wrong? bothering you?”

yeah

“lack of sleep i guess,” ike smiles through his teeth

vox on the other line merely sighs, “then you should get a few days off to get that sleep in. so long as you stream 3 times, you can rest until the end of the week.”

remembering the exact same conversation he had with you a week back, maybe it was for the best

else, he was gonna go insane

“alright, fine,” ike lets out an exhausted sigh, thanking vox for his company before shutting off his devices for the night

but there he goes, opening his phone and replaying his own song over and over again as if he hadn’t been bothered already

it was because of this damn thing he’s like this

it was because of you he’s messing up like this

ike then suddenly hears the doorbell to his apartment ring

begrudgingly, he gets out of bed and gets ready to curse whoever dares disturb him in his depressed state—

“hey ike”

“y-y/n?”

okay okay backtrack all those plans to ask shu for curse spells

“what’s up?” ike asks, scratching the back of his head rather embarrassedly

“i’m starting to notice how off you’ve been this past week,” you say, crossing your arms. “not much like the ike i know. so i wanted to make sure you’re not overdosing on red bull again and eating real meals. move over, buddy.”

despite everything, despite you being the cause of it all, ike still can’t help but laugh. he moves aside to let you charge in

“alright,” you say, plopping down on the couch. “for real, do you wanna start telling me what’s going on?”

and just like that, the mood changes over swiftly

ike isn’t sure whether to tell you what’s been going on

he’s so afraid of the rejection

he’s so afraid he was gonna lose you entirely, scared by his feelings

but all of this is killing and tearing him apart. he’s messing up his job, he’s worrying his friends and worrying you, the last person he doesn’t want to burden

was this it?

was this the moment he had to tell you?

“ike?”

it’s now or never

“y/n, can i ask you something?” ike inquires, his heart thrumming much too fast against his chest

you tilt your head, “hm?”

“what do you think of ‘unrequited’?”

“well, it’s a very beautiful song. the meaning behind it, every single word written like a story. it evokes so much emotion. hell, it made me cry,” you laugh, but ike fails to see how you being in pain amusing. “your voice too, it just helps bring out the story and feelings more. it… brings me comfort, despite the sad story. it’s like having you there with me when i listen to it.”

just go ike eveland

“that… that’s how you make me feel too.”

“huh?”

no turning back now

ike takes a very long breath in, one he wished could summon all the courage in the world before he faces you

“this song, y/n. you make me so happy. when i’m around you, i just want you to stay by my side.”

“i know it sounds selfish, but i just want to make you smile all the time. i want to be able to protect you. i want to be there for you when you’re sad. i want to be the first person you come to when you’re having troubles.”

“this song is about my feelings about you. how i’ve always loved you but never had the courage to tell you.”

hadn’t he originally planned to get the closure he wants from posting the song to youtube?

commissioning you for this project rly was a bad idea huh?

ike sits stiffly, his hands sweating from the anxiety as no one spared a word. not him or you

especially you

confession aside, it all starts coming back to ike

how will you react?

“i-“

but you close your mouth again and ike wonders if he’s made a mistake

you want to say something but once more, you don’t speak it

“y/n?” ike calls out

like walking straight into a nightmare, he sees you stand back up with your things. you frantically pace before turning to ike, clearly avoiding eye contact

“i gotta go! u-uh, rest up well okay? i’ll see you!”

and that was the last thing ike ever heard from you

you never spoke a word to him for the next week, not even about the project and not even to say hi

you could’ve pretended he didn’t say all those things to you and he would’ve been okay with it

“just please, say something, y/n,” ike watches the screen of his phone, his heart pining to see your name in a form of a message or a phone call

but that moment never came

he scared you off, didn’t he? he had lost you for good now

perhaps, it was for the best…?

ike cried that night, you know

sobbing in despair as he tried to deal with the loss of the one person he cared so much about, one he can share his passion and worries with

all because he decided to be brave

“it’ll pass, right?” he hiccuped, wiping away a tear. but he can’t imagine picking himself back up in the next few days

god, he was going to lose his job if he wasn’t professional about it

then, his phone lit up

y/n l/n has sent a file.

y/n l/n: hey!

y/n l/n: so, there’s the final video!

y/n l/n: tell me what u think about it ike

at the speed of light, ike’s tears dry up and he hastily clicks on the file

and there it was

his song

him as the main character

wait

was that you?

in turn with the song, he intensely watches the illustrations flash by, switching in coordination between him and you

were the tears blinding him?

no, that was your signature hair style, your skin color, your choice of outfits!

wait, what did this mean?

ike was so busy being mesmerized by your sudden cameo in the video that he didn’t even pay attention to the music video as a whole

“w-what?”

and the video finally comes to an end

and there’s this gaping hole in his chest, slowly being filled to the brim with something he can’t quite decipher

what the fuck is going on

well yeah ike thinks it’s absolutely amazing! the final illustrations, the typography, the animations, the effects, the storyboarding—EVERYTHING

BUT WHY THE FUCK DID U PUT YOURSELF THERE

y/n l/n: um, u there ike?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: sorry sorry! i’m here

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i’m just… very enchanted by what u did

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI]: it’s so beautiful and gorgeous, y/n… thank you so much

y/n l/n: i’m just doing my work, ike. it’s rly no problem! you made such a beautiful song so i wanted to do it justice u kno?

like a true artist…

ugh, why did you have to give him a reason to fall in love even after everything that’s happened?

shouldn't he be letting you go?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: no rly it’s so beautiful, the art direction is amazing here

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i might post this in a few days

y/n l/n: oh yeah sure that’s cool! so that’s it then? is that all? do i need to add or reduce anything?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: no, y/n, it’s perfect

y/n l/n: well, if u say so then ike

y/n l/n: im glad i was able to work with you again ike, it’s always such an experience

y/n l/n: thanks for coming to me ^-^

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i only come to professionals, what can i say?

y/n l/n: hehe stop that

and just like that, even in the midst of his cries in the dead of night, he laughs

all because of you

you really were something, huh?

at first, ike thought you just messaged him to send the file

but you were asking about his day and asking if he’s eaten all over again

were things going back to normal? like before he confessed to you?

have you decided to just pretend nothing happened?

whatever the case

ike was glad he hadn’t lost you completely

Unrequited / Ike Eveland [original song]

Premiering now

just like usual, you drop by ike’s house to sit through the premiere together

yes, ike was nervous at first but you were right there next to him

interacting with him normally

though he was a little heartbroken

“there it is y/n it’s going to be live soon!” ike says, grinning

“yeah i’m so excited!! there are like 20k ppl waiting, ike, omg,” you exclaim in return

ike chuckles, “i know right? this is so insane. how do u think it’s gonna go?”

“it’s gonna go amazing ofc!! you did such a good job with the song,” your excited smile sends ike unnecessary butterflies but he tries not to mind it

“aren’t you going to credit urself a bit more? you did a beautiful job with the art!” he smiles. “and everyone loved the work you did on the last original song too. they’re gonna like it more now knowing you did the art, y/n.”

you turn away, evidently flustered, “oh, shut up ike you’re too sweet.”

ike can only smile, simply glad you’re here

you face the screen again and enthusiasm decorates your face, “OH SHIT IT’S LIVE NOW AHHHHHHHHH”

ike turns to the screen of his desktop once more, the first notes of his song coming into play as the title of the song appears, along with all the cast involved

the chat of the premiere rolls wildly with glowstick emotes, blue hearts and an emoji strongly related to you

whatever happened, it’s in the past

what you and ike have may not be what he wanted, but he still has you

and that’s okay

Unrequited

lyrics / arrangement / vocals

Ike Eveland

illust / movie

y/n l/n

~~

his love sealed in letters

his letters hidden away under his bed

when will i ever send it? he wonders

will the words inside ever be read?

he thinks what could be

what he could grasp and what he could lose

the truth he truly wants to set free

but the answer he’s afraid will bruise

~~

he looks up at the sky, tears in his eyes

he asks the world why and to you he cries

~~

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than for us to dance together

lost in the music, swallowed by the night

our steps forever unchanged by the weather

and your smile remains eternally bright

~~

he sits with you, smiling at what you say

and he wishes to protect it with his life

but the uncertainty eats him away

his cowardice he curses with strife

“why can’t i just say it?” he screams

“why can’t i look at you and tell you”

“how many times you’ve appeared in my dreams”

but he sighs, crying again, “how i love you?”

~~

once again, he gazes up at universe above

and he confesses to his unrequited love

~~

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than to hold your hand

braving storms and fires with each other

even through angry waters and dry land

i’d never imagine doing it with any other

~~

the letters under his bed stay sealed

never to be opened and read aloud

his aching, wounded heart never to be healed

the love in him perpetually under a shroud

he’s still afraid

he’s still a coward

in the shadows he stayed

forever to be overpowered

~~

he wonders if he’ll ever escape it

this darkness a black ever true

he sobs, “my love, i want to quit”

“but how can i stop loving an angel like you?”

~~

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than for us to dance together

lost in the music, swallowed by the night

our steps forever unchanged by the weather

and your smile remains eternally bright

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than to hold your hand

braving storms and fires with each other

even through angry waters and dry land

i’d never imagine doing it with any other

the end credits roll once more, displaying ike’s and your name as the producers for the music video

by the end of it, ike received a huge amount of support from the fans

piling up in thousands of likes and views on the first day of premiering

but most importantly, he felt like he could finally be at peace with himself

and frankly with you too

“hey, ike?” you call out to him gently

“hm?”

ike turns to face you and he sees you fiddling with your fingers

“about what happened a while back…”

oh, so you haven’t decided to pretend it was nothing

ike takes a deep breath, “yeah, what about it?”

then ike hears an unexpected sniffle from you

“y-y/n?”

“you’re way braver than i am, you know that?” you look up and ike wasn’t mistaken when he thought you were crying

“you made a fucking song about me and then you confessed to me,” you smile. “yet here i am, too much of a coward to confess to you too.”

so

your cameo in the video

that was… meant to respond to him?

“y/n…”

“ike, i’m sorry i ran away that day. i ran away without telling you how i felt. i was too scared by my own feelings and by the time i got home, i thought i was so stupid.”

you inhaled, “but… i’m here to finally tell you. that your love isn’t unrequited. that the person i’ve been wanting to tell i love you to has been you this entire time.”

your hand reaches for ike’s as you look up at him, tears still in your eyes

“you were brave. so… i wanted to do the same.”

ike doesn’t know what to say nor feel

so all that pain and fighting through the dark

it wasn’t for nothing after all?

does that mean that all his dreams would finally come true?

was being brave truly the right choice?

“ike, say something.”

“oh, i—“ ike then laughs, lifting up your hands and up against his lips. he smiles, his own tears finally spilling

this time, it wasn’t out of heartbreak. for the first time, it was of happiness

“ike?”

“i want nothing else than for us to dance together. lost in the music, swallowed by the night,” ike sings in a broken voice, but to you, it sounded beautiful all the same

he continues, “our steps forever unchanged by the weather and your smile remains eternally bright.”

ike’s hands cup your face and everything finally, finally felt alright

for real this time

“i love you.”

DISCLAIMER YES THE SONG IS WRITTEN BY ME

Masterlist!

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under summer sky

title: under summer sky 

pairings: suh johnny x lee taeyong x nakamoto yuta x jeong jaehyun x oc 

genre: non-idol au, poly nct au, established relationship, smut, fluff (if you squint) 

warnings: alcohol consumption (they’re all sober, though), unprotected sex (this is fiction, don’t do it irl), sex with multiple partners, fivesome, oral sex (f and m receiving / face fuck), fingering, nipple play, riding, sub / dom dynamics, dom yuta, kind of hard dom Johnny, hard dom jaehyun, switch oc (sub in this), switch (sub leaning) taeyong, dirty talk, use of sir, daddy and mommy, pet names, praise kink, slight degradation, outdoor sex (not public), exhibitionism, spit roasting (yutae), choking, spanking, tiny bit of cum play, double penetration (johnjae), anal sex (f receiving), crying, size kink, slight dumbification, overstimulation, orgasm control, multiple orgasms, squirting, minor m / m dynamics (they are ALL dating, still f / m focused), it’s pure filth i’ve got nothing more to say. 

summary: a stressful week of work leads johnny, yuta, taeyong and their girlfriend to have some fun. But Jaehyun doesn’t like to be left out at all, especially when he had been working all day, so when he finds out what happened a hot night of passion takes place under the summer sky of London. 

words count: 10.238k

a/n: you have no idea for how long I wanted to write a poly fic and I can’t believe it’s finally here. hope you’ll enjoy it, feedback is always appreciated, it motivates me and helps me get better. as always, keep in mind that english is not my first language. 

"Yeah, sure, I can also make it horizontal for the Facebook cover. No worries, yeah," Jade huffed loudly, shutting off the call, rolling her head back against the couch’s headboard.

"Another call from her and you'll have to visit me in jail," she said, throwing the phone next to her with no care. 

Yuta chuckled, leaning against the kitchen door frame. "What's going on, baby?"

"It's the twelfth time she calls me asking for changes of the logo and now she wants another design for the Facebook page, too. Like who even uses Facebook anymore?" She screamed, throwing her hands up in exasperation. 

Johnny peaked his head behind Yuta, resting it on his shoulder, and smiled at her. "Need to unwind, angel?"

She hummed, running a hand on her face, "need to get back in time to slap my old self when I picked graphic design as a major."

"You could drop, though. We bring enough money at home to make it," Taeyong replied, sitting across the room in the big armchair, the book he was reading resting on top of his lap. 

She rolled her eyes. "We already had this discussion, I'm not going to be a stay at home trophy wife." She glared at him. "Also, I love my job, I just hate clients, they are so demanding and have terrible taste."

Johnny snickered, shaking his head and then smirked. "Wife? Is this a marriage proposal?" He asked, starting to walk toward the couch, surpassing Yuta. 

"Yeah, why not? A big screw you to patriarchy by proposing to four men instead of waiting for them to do that,” she joked, opening her arms to welcome Johnny. 

“If you want to really screw patriarchy you shouldn't get married at all, you know that actually-” 

"Yes, we know," she stopped Yuta, not really in the mood to listen to his nth rant about how anti-feminist the act of marriage was. Don't get her wrong, she loved talking with him about all those topics but not now. It definitely wasn't the right moment.

Yuta huffed but hurried to her and bent over to grasp her lips in a soft kiss.

“Hey, I was there before,” Johnny lamented, sitting next to her, his weight making the couch hollow.

“None of my business," Yuta answered deepening the kiss, his hands locking in her hair, slightly tugging at the nape of her neck to recline her face and get a better angle to kiss her. 

A moan slipped out of her lips when she felt a pair of hands on her right thigh. It wasn't Yuta, not only because he was still busy cupping her face and holding her hair, but because they were bigger and a little bit more callous. Their touch was also very different. Johnny’s was firm, it was like he always had control over anything, he knew exactly what he was doing, not a glimpse of insecurity in his actions. Yuta's touch, instead, was needier, almost desperate to graze every inch of her.

"Pull away Nakamoto, she's not booked,” he ordered, pushing the Japanese back before grabbing her chin and tilting her face to kiss her. 

Even their kisses were totally different. Yuta was hungry, always passionate and a little bit messy, but Johnny no. He was always calm and collected, even when situations were more heated. It was like he had a scheme to follow, to make her go crazy. 

She heard Yuta huff and probably Taeyong place the book he was reading on the coffee table but couldn't focus on them when Johnny's hands tugged at her shorts and threw them on the ground.

A pair of lips grazed her neck and she jolted before rolling her head back, letting Taeyong nib at her skin. His lips were always chapped and drier than the other's but his kisses were the softest. Probably because he wasn't particularly dominant, and also always treated her like a jewel. Not that the others treated her badly, but they weren't afraid to be a little bit rougher. Taeyong on the other hand was always softer and extremely careful. 

"Let's get this out of the way, uh?" Yuta teased, pushing her panties down her legs slowly.

"No," she moaned, lifting her head making the three men stop immediately, "Jae’s going to be mad if he finds out we had fun without him.”

Now, it wasn't like they had fivesomes every day. They had sex separately without any problem, but when they got all together, they had to be all. 

Johnny was the first to laugh at her words. “You think so?” He teased. His fingers started to work again on her nipples under her shirt now that he knew she didn’t want the fun to be over but was just worried for their other boyfriend who, unlike them, was at work since this early morning. 

"You know he doesn't like to be left out,” she answered, pressing her legs together, trying to stop the ache, but Yuta pulled them apart and lowered, his breath fanning her wet cunt. She breathed deeply, closing her eyes, trying not to give in to the need to be fucked. It had been an incredibly long week of work and they also had been extremely busy. Denying that she hadn’t been thinking about this the whole day, every time one of them passed next to her, was foolish. 

"Well, he doesn't have to know, does he? " The tallest man replied, looking at the other two men in the room.

“He will know,” she mumbled, closing her eyes when Taeyong and Yuta’s mouths met her body at the same time, one closing around her nipple the other around her clit. 

"Just relax baby, aren't you stressed?” Johnny reassured with a soothing voice. 

She nodded, biting her lips to silence herself, but Johnny's fingers grazed them, freeing the lower lip from the grip of her teeth.

“Let it out, baby. We want to hear you,” he cooed with a sweet tone that hid an order. 

Yuta wrapped his hands around her thighs and pushed her down, closer to him. His skilled tongue was working on her, lapping at her slit and then focusing on her clit, sucking and circling it.

Her hands found Johnny’s and held tight. Yuta was definitely the best one at giving her head. Not that the others weren't good, but Yuta loved it and would always be the first one to propose to go down on her, alongside Taeyong. But Taeyong was gentle, slow, and sometimes would get way too lost in the moment. Yuta instead was intense and also seemed to have a method made just for her, always keeping his focus on her need. 

“Fuck, Yuta,” she cursed, head lolled back, mouth open and eyebrow knitted together.  

“Good?" He asked, grinning against her, already knowing the answer. He knew he was good at it, he just wanted to hear her say it out loud, fuel his ego in front of the others. 

“Mhh, yeah,” she moaned, hands clasping in Taeyong hair to push him closer to her boob and urge him to suck more harshly on her nipple. 

Her other hand reached Johnny’s pants and tried to push his shorts down, but he stopped her before she could even try to slip a hand past the elastic band. 

“No, sweetie, that's for you,” he said. 

“But,” she tried to retort, looking at him with pleading eyes. 

“No buts. Now kiss me.” She did as told and let her free hand travel down, pressing Yuta closer to her body while her hips bucked up. 

 “I’m close, please,” she moaned, silently begging the man with dyed ginger hair to insert some fingers in her but Yuta had one thing in mind, making her come just with his mouth and he had no intention to change it.

He quickened his movement and then spoke, “Then come, baby,” he urged, the vibration on her pussy sending her over the edge, the orgasm washing over like a warm wave. 

“Feeling better?” Johnny asked, finally letting go of her lips, and she simply nodded, still under the haze of the orgasm she just had. 

“One more, please,” she begged with pleading eyes. Jaehyun would've come home late and there was no way she would've last all that time with just that. Especially when the others, meaning Johnny and Yuta, would’ve spent the rest of the day teasing her. 

Johnny looked at Yuta and he shared his gaze, they both turned at the same time to look at Taeyong and his flushed cheeks. He was kissing her sweetly and probably trying not to think about the painful boner in his pants. If they would've survived till tonight, he wouldn't, and they had no intention to hear him unsuccessfully try to suppress his moans as he jerked off in the shower.

"Why don't you ride our Yongie?" Johnny proposed, but it was an order and they both knew it, not that they minded, actually. 

Their eyes lit up and Taeyong immediately sat down on the couch after discarding his clothes to the floor. His pretty cock springing against his abdomen. He wasn't the biggest of the four but she always found it the prettiest, also it was pretty veiny and she loved how it felt against her walls.

"So hard for me?" She cooed, tracing the length of his dick with two fingers.

“Jade,” Johnny warned sternly, she pressed her lips together and climbed on top of the man sitting next to her. “If you tease him, I'll tease you.”

She nodded and then lifted her hips, one hand grabbing his cock and the other resting on his shoulder to find the balance to lower on him.

She lolled her head back as she sunk down, feeling him stretching her. It didn't take her long to get used, he definitely wasn't Johnny or Jaehyun. But he was fairly thick, more than Yuta that, unlike him, was a little bit longer.

Taeyong immediately cupped her right boob in his hand after lifting her shirt off of her body, no more clothes getting in the way, while the other rested on her waist, guiding her movements. 

“You're so good,” he praised, letting his head fall against the headboard, eyes slightly parted staring at her through his long lashes.

“You like it?" She asked, purposefully tightening her walls around him. “Like the way my pussy squeezes you?”

Taeyong nodded, biting his lips for a second before letting moans spill out of his mouth and she could come by that only. Taeyong was so fucking vocal and that made her lose her mind, his whines were music to her ears and the fact that he never held back made her always feel powerful. She was the one turning him into a whimpering mess, those moans were because of her and for her.

The romance of the moment was interrupted by the sharp sound that filled the room when Johnny’s palm met her ass.

She groaned, closing her eyes and tightening around Taeyong instinctively. 

“Faster, ride him faster,” he ordered, hand resting around her hip. “You don't want me to fuck you on him, right?”

She shook her head and started accelerating her thrusts, her ass bouncing up and down Taeyong's thighs with every movement. 

“Like this,” Johnny praised, fingers tracing her skin, teasing her rim, “good girl.”

“Taeyong fuck back into her, she doesn't have to get tired,” Yuta commanded, pinching the pink-haired man’s nipples.

“Stop, Jade, lean onto me,” Johnny said, holding her body in place by her hips, letting Taeyong do all the job.

The other glared at them, mad he had to do all the job, especially when she was so good at riding, but didn't stop, not even when Johnny let her down again, allowing her to move again.

Yuta sneaked his hands between their bodies and started to play with her clit, causing her head to fall back against Johnny’s shoulder, while she kept rocking up and down at a fast speed. 

“Fuck, too tight, 'm gonna come,” Taeyong mumbled, nails digging in the skin of her waist where he was holding for dear life. 

“No,” Johnny retorted, “you're coming with her.”

Taeyong whined, trying to hold the orgasm in, but it felt nearly impossible when she kept clenching around him and he could feel her cum drip down to his balls. 

Looking down at him and seeing his face flushed in red, Jade said, “but I'm close too.”

“Not yet,” Johnny repeated in a serious, but calm, tone as he wrapped a hand around the base of Taeyong’s dick squeezing to prevent him from releasing. 

“But Johnny, please,” she begged, head spinning as she felt Taeyong throb inside her. 

“Johnny?” He asked, slapping her ass with an eyebrow raised.

“Daddy, please,” she corrected, trying to slow down her movement to help Taeyong and herself last longer, stilling against his base and moving her ass in circles.  

Johnny shook his head. “Speed back up, Jade. Don’t play stupid games with me,” he warned, spanking her again, letting the agonizing torture go on while Yuta quickened his movements on her clit and she forced herself to pick up the fast speed of before as their thrusts started to get messier.

"Fuck," Taeyong cursed through gritted teeth, eyes squeezed shut as he felt tears threatening to slip out when Yuta started sucking on his nipple. 

“Daddy, I need to come,” she pleaded, throwing one arm back to wrap it around Johnny’s neck and pull him closer. 

The man behind her glanced at Taeyong and took in his absolutely devasted form, he was trying too hard not to come and by now it was probably on the limit of impossible to hold back. And even if it was funny seeing him like this, and how hard she tried to help him, this session was for her and she had already held it long enough. 

“Go on, angel, come around Yongie’s cock,” he whispered, loud enough for the man to hear too and snap his eyes open, finally letting go at the pleasure. 

With a smile on her face, she leaned down, trapping Taeyong’s lips in a kiss and started moving faster, clenching her walls around him as the climax hit them at the same time, coating him with her juices as he came inside of her. 

She let her head rest against Taeyong's shoulders, body still shuddering from the orgasm, and he wrapped his arms around her back, patting gently. 

“You did so well,” Johnny praised, caressing both of their heads and kissing their cheeks softly. 

“Our good babies, aren’t you?” Yuta cooed, reaching out a hand for her to steady herself once she pulled away from Taeyong and stood up. 

Taeyong blushed, covering his face with his hands; after sex praise always made him too conscious of how dominant the others were. 

“Come on, let’s get you both cleaned up,” Johnny urged, grabbing Taeyong and lifting him on his shoulder, heading to the bathroom while Yuta walked side by side with Jade. “We don’t want Jaehyun to find you all dirty, right?” 

“Hey, I’m home,” Jaehyun’s voice resonated through the walls of the big living room but nobody answered, the house was filled with silence. 

He furrowed, glaring at the clock. It was later than usual but it was just 8 pm, and the summer sun was still lighting the sky, so they couldn’t be asleep, right? 

He huffed, and running a hand through his hair he left his shoes next to the door before walking further into the house, pricking up his ears to try to hear the smallest sound that could lead him to his partners. And as he walked to the kitchen, he heard something; Jade and Yuta’s loud laugh ringing in the night while Taeyong was whining about something he couldn’t comprehend. A soft smile plastered on his face while he threw his bag on the couch before running to the kitchen, toward the door that led to their backyard. 

The first to notice him was Jade who ran to him in a split second and jumped in his arms. “Jae!” She screamed, snuggling her face in the crook of his neck.

He smiled back and grabbed her waist and ass to keep her up. “Hey, love,” he greeted, gently blowing on her face to push a strand of hair out of the way, making her nose scrunch in a lovely expression. “Missed me?” 

She nodded with a pout on her face. “It was a terrible day.” 

Jaehyun chuckled, walking toward Johnny who was standing near the barbeque, grilling meat and some potatoes. 

“Terrible day? What happened?” He asked, leaning toward the tall man to steal a kiss. 

“Welcome home, love,” Johnny mumbled against the kiss before turning his attention to the meat again, eyebrow knitted in a focused expression while he tried not to burn it. 

“Work,” she answered. “I can’t wait to finish with this client, she’s fucking me up,” she huffed, head resting against his shoulder as he walked around the table to also peck a kiss on Taeyong’s and Yuta’s lips. 

“And I think four of us fucking you up is already enough, right?” Jaehyun joked, sitting on the chair between Taeyong and the empty one where she was sitting before. 

She playfully slapped him. “Jae! Shut up,” and then burst out laughing along with the others. 

“Anyway,” Taeyong said, filling Jaehyun's plate with some meat that Johnny had already cooked and kimchi, “how was your day? You didn’t even text.” 

“Long, but good,” Jaehyun answered, opening some bottoms of his shirt, the hot weather was getting on his head. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you anything, but I had no free time.” 

“Get off, Jade, he has to eat and you too,” Taeyong commanded, and reluctantly she obeyed, sitting back at her place. 

“Were there hot models at the shooting?” She asked, chewing the end of her fork, head tilted to the side to stare at him. His mid-length brown hair falling on the side of his head, the drips of sweat running down his toned abs, the necklace hitting his chest... the only pictures she was playing in her head were unholy. She snapped out of it, clasping her legs together, feeling wetness pool down her folds just at the thought of what he could do to her. 

Jaehyun smirked, both for the question and also for her reaction that didn’t go unnoticed by him. 

“Yeah, we had to take many photos pressed against each other, their hands on my body, you know, the norm,” he teased before pushing a piece of meat in his mouth, studying her reaction. 

She pressed her lips together and breathed loudly through her nose. “Good for them, that’s the only thing they get to do with you,” she smiled fakely before stealing Yuta the last potato left on the plate. 

“Hey! I saw that first,” he screamed, turning to Taeyong as if he had to intervene, but the man paid no attention and got up to help Johnny with something. Yuta rolled his eyes at her triumphant expression and then added, “Also stop being jealous, you’re sharing him with three others, it makes no sense.” 

“Number one, I grabbed it first,” she sang, sticking her tongue out, “and number two, I’m not jealous.” 

“So you wouldn’t mind if I brought a girl over one day?” Jaehyun asked, she wasn’t looking at him but knew that he had a big smirk on his face. 

She swallowed, hand clenching around the fork. Well, technically she couldn’t say a thing, they were in a polyamorous relationship, they were poly, God, even her could’ve fallen for somebody else unexpectedly, but she loved their little five-pieces polycule a little bit too much to think about adding somebody else. 

“Of course, you can do whatever you want,” she replied, before grabbing her glass full of beer and pushing it down her throat in one go. 

Jaehyun snickered and turned to Yuta who was shaking his head. “Worst actress ever,” the Japanese huffed, sipping on his drink too. 

“Last round ready,” Johnny exclaimed, turning to the table with two trays full of food, interrupting their conversation. “I sacrificed myself by grilling on the 20th of July so you better eat everything, loves.” 

“Yes, Dad,” Yuta answered playfully, pushing back the chair to his side to let him sit and finally eat too. 

“Have you eaten lunch?” Taeyong asked, turning to Jaehyun, as he filled his own plate. 

“Yeah, there was a good catering at the shooting, usually we have crumbs,” he commented, giggling at the memories of what he had to eat during the breaks of some past shootings.

“Wasn’t it supposed to end at 6:30?” Johnny asked, filling his glass before bringing it to his lips. 

“Yeah, dragged longer because they had some problems, first with the lighting and then the tethering cable stopped working and they had to buy them at the moment or the shoot couldn’t go on.” 

“Damn, that’s a problem. That’s why I always bring one more,” Johnny said, bragging about his professionalism. 

“This photographer is fresh out of college, Johnny. If it wasn’t for us models carrying the shoot he would’ve gone home with the same two poses just with different clothes,” Jaehyun answered, dipping his food in the closest sauce without dwelling much about what it was. 

“Why do big agencies hire those newbies?” Jade asked. She always received doors on her face every time she presented her portfolio to big agencies when she proposed as a digital assistant because they needed ‘somebody they could trust', bullshits. 

Jaehyun shrugged, but Johnny answered instead. “It was a side project, surely. They have these slots for side shoots and they send new and young people so they can overwork them and also underpay them.” He shrugged, he had been there too, when he had started and had to put money away to be able to open his own studio. 

“But they overwork models too,” she noted after swallowing the last piece of food on her plate, head resting on her palm as she felt the effects of the alcohol start to show as she started to feel incredibly hot. Surely it wasn't just for that, she couldn't blame the beer if her boyfriends looked incredibly hot right now, even if they were doing nothing. Johnny's tanned skin, Yuta's toned arms, Taeyong's thick thigh, Jaehyun's slim fingers... okay enough. She shook her head, hair falling on her face and grabbed her glass again, trying to focus on the conversation she momentarily zoned out from. Johnny probably said something but she only grasped the model answer, the topic still on the question she asked.  

“Not really,” Jaehyun answered, “we just have to wait if something goes wrong but we have no responsibility, they have to give the agency something and fix what happens on set.” 

“All of a sudden translating for a living doesn’t sound so bad at all,” Yuta joked, stretching and lifting his shirt over his head, throwing it behind on the grass, gaining a deadly glare from both Jade and Taeyong. “I’ll do the laundry next round,” he announced, raising his hands in the air.  

Johnny and Jaehyun laughed before the latter sighed and started to unbutton all of the remaining bottoms of his blouse. 

“What are you doing?” Jade asked, staring at him in shock. 

“Getting rid of this,” he stated as if it was obvious. “It’s hot, Jade.” 

She nodded, wetting her lips and drifting her eyes from him, but in front of her, there was Johnny who was now topless like the other two. She rolled her eyes and tried to focus on the food, filling her plate again and avoiding the fire between her legs. She hated how they could connect silently just to mess up with her. 

The hot air turned a little bit colder when the sun started to sink behind the horizon, leaving the place to a nice July night with a sky filled with stars and a lovely breeze blowing on their skins. 

The garden swing was big enough to accommodate all of them as they rocked back and forth while r&b music, chosen by Jaehyun, played in the background. 

Jade was pressed between Jaehyun’s and Yuta’s bodies, their hot skins burning against hers, her knees pulled to her chest while Yuta played with her hair and Jaehyun caressed the back of her hand that was locked with his.

On the other side, Taeyong was resting his head against Johnny while the latter massaged his shoulder and neck, leaving sweet kisses on his temple every now and then.

“Aren’t you hot?” Jaehyun asked, voice incredibly sultry, the implication behind it the complete opposite of the soft gestures of his hands. 

She hummed in affirmation, keeping her eyes closed, trying to focus on their hands and the romanticism of the moment and brushing off the heat that was rising on her skin, not given by the summer air. 

“Then why don’t you take it off? It must be so constricting,” he teased, tugging down at her shirt. 

“You know why,” she answered, opening her eyes and turning around to face his smirking, handsome, too handsome, face. She never wore a bra when she was inside, especially during summer, and she also stopped wearing them while going out most of the time. Her boobs weren’t small, but not even that big that she couldn’t live without something to support them. And they were all well aware of that since they made good use of her choice most of the time.

“No, why?” Jaehyun teased, playing dumb. 

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply before standing from the backrest of the swing, pulling away from the two men and lifting her, technically Johnny’s, shirt, leaving her body exposed, the only clothes covering her now, the panties. 

Jaehyun smirked in triumph as she leaned back again as if nothing happened. 

“Much better, isn’t it?” He whispered, breath colliding against her neck and she hated how her body betrayed her, reacting at his deep voice and his hand palming her stomach. Her nipples hardened and perked up while she pressed her thighs tighter together. 

“If you keep doing that your legs will become one,” Johnny noted from the other end of the swing and she cursed under her breath. How the hell he had eyes everywhere? Couldn’t he focus on Taeyong or the moon for once? 

She could feel Jaehyun’s smirk against her skin and then his voice spoke again. “Want me to go lower?” He asked, thumb moving in circles on her tummy while his hand was still, warming her. She shook her head but Yuta was fast at reaching down for her inner thigh, pulling her legs open for the second time that day. 

“Yuta, goddamn,” she cursed trying to sound menacing but a pathetic moan left her lips when Jaehyun’s hands buried in her completely drenched panties and pressed against her pussy. The ginger simply smirked at her reaction and folded her breast. 

Jaehyun started to move the pads of his fingers up and down with a frown on his face. 

“Now,” he mumbled, “you are a dirty little thing, and we know it, you’re probably thinking about this since you woke up,” he mocked, his other hand playing with the other nipple Yuta wasn’t paying any attention, “but this,” he said, pulling his cum coated fingers out, “is not all yours.” 

His stern gaze made her draw her legs together, but he firmly kept them open as he studied the others' expressions. Yuta and Johnny were absolutely unbothered, Taeyong on the other hand... 

Jaehyun snickered, getting up to bend in front of the man, just enough to come face-to-face with him. “Yongie,” he sang mockingly, signalling Johnny to push his hands out of his face, “Is this yours?” he asked, fingers tapping against the other’s lips, making their way into his mouth. 

“Suck,” he ordered, not even waiting for him to answer. He already knew. 

Once his fingers were clean, Jaehyun pulled out with a scoff and then got back to Jade, linking his fingers in the band of her panties and ripping them apart making her gasp. 

“We’re outside, Jae,” she squeaked, panic running in her veins as she looked around. The backyard, and especially the swing, were pretty much covered from strangers' eyes but the windows of their neighbour’s house had a great view of the place.  

Jaehyun scoffed, parting her legs more and plugging two fingers into her, the metal bar of his rings cutting her breath short in her lungs. “As if you care,” he taunted, leaning down to spit on her entrance, just because, not that he had lubrication problems given the mess that already was between her legs. And she loved it and the view, a little bit too much. Jade moaned loudly and Yuta quickly stuffed two fingers into her mouth to keep her quiet. 

“We’re outside, Jae,” Jaehyun mimicked her, looking up at her as he kept moving his fingers inside out. “Not afraid somebody will see you, anymore?” He scorned, curling his fingers inside. “They all know what you sound like, angel, wouldn’t it be nice to also let them know what you look like while you’re getting fucked dumb?” 

She rolled her eyes back, head falling against Yuta’s shoulders again, humming around his fingers, tongue twirling around his digits, just like she would've done if it was his cock. 

“You’re so fucking desperate you couldn’t even wait, ugh?” 

She wanted to talk back and tell him that actually, it had been Johnny and Yuta’s fault but she knew there was no point, not now at least. And also she didn’t stop them before, if she didn’t want to, it wouldn’t have happened, but it did, because Jaehyun was right, she couldn’t wait. They had been so busy during the last week they didn’t find a moment to spend like this, and honestly, it had been months since they all fucked together. 

“Answer me when I talk to you,” he ordered, lightly slapping her inner thigh to gain her attention. 

She struggled around Yuta’s digits before the man pulled out, rivers of saliva streaming down her chin to her neck. “Yes,” she mumbled, catching her breath again. 

“Yes, what?” Jaehyun asked, fingers stilled inside of her, tips brushing against her most sensitive spot and rings pressing against her entrance. 

“Yes, sir,” she replied, watery eyes looking up at him; biceps flexed supporting his body, abs contracted, necklaces hanging from his neck, lust-filled eyes boring holes in her. 

Jaehyun simply nodded and resumed thrusting into her, leaving her a little bit disappointed, she wanted to be praised, she loved to be praised, but it seemed that that night she had to work for it. Jaehyun was pissed off, not mad, but annoyed the right amount to be harder than usual to soften up. 

Right when she was about to feel her high approach Jaehyun pulled out, laughing at the disappointed huff that rolled out of her mouth. 

“Taeyong, here,” he ordered sternly without sparing a glance at the other man. 

Johnny pushed him up and gestured him to do as told and don’t make him wait any longer. 

“Kneel,” Jaehyun ordered. 

“Here?” Taeyong asked, voice shaky, eyes looking everywhere but the younger. 

“In front of her, now,” Jaehyun gestured, moving to the side to block the swing from moving back and forth. 

Taeyong did as told without wasting other time and found himself facing her dripping core, her feet were planted in the soft cushion underneath her, the left leg trapped by Yuta’s firm hold. 

When he came back to the spot, Jaehyun’s fingers found his mouth again and now, with no words, he started sucking again, cleaning his digit and swallowing their juices. 

“I want you to eat her out as if she is your last meal, Yong.” 

“He- here?” Taeyong stuttered, looking around, staring at their open field. 

“What? You don’t want to show the neighbours how much you love your silly little girlfriend?” Jaehyun asked in a mocking tone, hand grabbing his chin before pulling him into an aggressive kiss. 

Taeyong nodded and immediately let his mouth lap at her pussy. His hands were resting against her thighs, nails digging into her skin, the slight pain pleasurable and overshadowed by the pleasure of his lips and tongue working on her. 

Yuta huffed behind them, he needed to get some action but Jaehyun seemed to want to have full control of the night and he didn’t really want to go against him, so he started doing what he had interrupted, playing with her nipples. 

“You taste so good, mommy,” Taeyong mumbled, face pressed against her heat, tongue pushing inside and out of her just to get back and lick her folds all the way to her clit, sucking harshly. Another thing about Taeyong in bed was that he was loud and sloppy. And the sounds, as filthy as they were, made Jade get extremely aroused. So she couldn’t quite contain the loud moans from slipping out of her mouth. 

Jaehyun groaned and ran a hand through his hair before signalling Johnny to get up. 

“First, you act all ashamed that somebody might see you and then you moan like a bitch in heat?” He said, cupping her chin, forcing her to look up at him. 

“’M sorry,” she mumbled, trying to keep her voice low. 

Jaehyun scoffed. “Blah, blah, blah, instead of making up excuses put that pretty mouth to good use.” 

She nodded and then gasped when he let go of her face and stared at Yuta as if the other man already knew what to do. 

Yuta got up, and she whined at the loss of contact, she tried to find the replacement in Taeyong’s hand but before she could move, the tallest man stopped her. 

“Yong, stop,” Johnny commanded before taking a few steps forward and moving her to lay on the seat, her head reclined behind hanging off at the left end of the swing, between the hole of the armrest. 

“Daddy, what are you doing?” She asked, confused by the sudden, and odd, change of position. 

“Shh,” he reassured, pulling her hair back so it wouldn’t stick to her face anymore, “getting you ready for Yuta.” 

When he also left, she felt incredibly exposed, but Taeyong was swiftly brought back against her pussy by Johnny. The new position was a little bit more uncomfortable for the man, but it didn’t take him long to adjust and get back where he stopped. 

She barely had the time to relax under Taeyong's act when the tip of a cock tapped against her lips, her eyes widening in surprise. 

“Be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth, okay?” Yuta soothed, giving his cock a few pumps before she let her mouth fall open and welcomed him in. 

She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his heavy length against her tongue. She knew he would’ve started to go faster soon, he loved it to be messy, sloppy and fast, mostly because he knew she could take it with ease.

Yuta started slowly, giving her time to adjust before he picked up a quick speed, the position allowing him to reach the end of her throat better and slide into her more easily. 

He wrapped a hand around her throat to keep her in place and squeezed, making her gag around his length before letting go, stroking the side of her neck with his thumb. 

“Fuck,” he moaned, staring at the sight in front of him. It was incredibly hot, her legs sprawled as Taeyong worked dedicatedly on her, her boobs jumping because of his thrusts, sweat pearling their skins, and Jaehyun and Johnny’s gazes fixed on them. The whole idea of possible other watchers also turned him on quite a lot. 

Yuta threw his head back, hips hammering against her mouth causing lewd gagging sounds to fill the space around them. He looked down and wiped away some strings of spit that were dripping out of her lips, menacing to reach her eyes, and then let his hand rest around her throat without applying any pressure. 

She tapped three times against Yuta’s thigh, signalling him to pull away for a second, drool streaming down her neck and cheeks. 

“I’m close, please,” she whined, trying to look up at Jaehyun. “I need to come, sir,” she pleaded with tears streaming down her face, both from the blowjob but also because at this point Taeyong was edging her without even knowing. But she knew she couldn’t come without Jaehyun’s permission, either way, he was going to make her see another orgasm in a month or make her come till she was a babbling mess. 

“Taeyong,” he didn’t answer her and that made her rile up, she wanted him to talk to her, but she couldn’t dwell on it much that Yuta was pressing against her mouth again, forcing himself down her throat again. “Why don’t you show me how you fucked her while I was at work?”

Taeyong got up, chin glistening in her wetness and stared in front of him, where Yuta was basically fucking her throat and gulped. “She was riding,” he said, looking back at the tall man. 

“Good, so you can reward her by fucking her and making her come, right?” 

“Yes, sir,” he said and discarded his clothes to the ground, finally freeing his painfully hard boner. 

“Yuta,” Johnny called this time and the other pulled out of her mouth in annoyance. “Jade, turn around,” he ordered and Yuta glared at him, waiting for an explanation. “I want to see her ass bounce while he fucks her, she’s not leaving your dick, Yuta,” Johnny explained and watched as she positioned herself on all four, ass perched up in the air, the cold breeze meeting her warm cunt making her shiver. 

But the cold didn’t last much, because Taeyong immediately found her entrance again and filled her up in one decisive thrust, making her moan from the surprise. 

“You better be quick, we also want to have fun,” Jaehyun reminded as the three of them started to pick up a rhythm again; the two bouncing her back and forth at each other, pushing in and out alternating. Yuta's hands were entangled in the messy ponytail he collected her hair in, and Taeyong's were gripping her waist tight, nails digging in her flesh once again. Jaehyun's warning wasn’t much of an order, they all were already to the limit. Taeyong had spent the whole time grinding against the swing, and it didn’t go unnoticed at Johnny and Jaehyun’s eyes, they simply let it slip. Yuta was seeing heaven as he thrust into her warm mouth. And she had been on the edge since God even knows when, probably since that afternoon, given she never stopped thinking unholy things. 

And, as expected fact, it didn’t take long for their orgasm to explode. Yuta was the first one to give in to pleasure; when her tongue twirled against his tips and her cheeks hollowed particularly tight and her eyes looked up at him, tears streaming down her face, he lost it and came in her mouth, some cum spilling out on her cheeks and then even to her cleavage. It didn’t take Taeyong long to release into her as her walls clenched and she threw her head back, ass bouncing with every push, a sight heavenly enough to make his head spin. 

Once they all rode their orgasms, the two men pulled away after leaving small kisses against her skin, and she was exposed to the night sky once again. 

She felt her body give in and let her face press against the seat, surely staining it with cum and spit. Thank God, Taeyong was too fucked up to get mad at her for now. 

She turned around when she felt a pair of hands on her waist, Johnny’s, and then another grasp her ass cheeks and pull them apart, making Taeyong’s cum spill out with a plop, running down her folds to her clit, before Jaehyun’s pushed it back in again with two fingers, stimulating her swollen hole again. 

“Jae,” she whined, shaking her hips in protest, feeling super sensitive, but a smack on her ass reminded her what name she was supposed to use in the bedroom, or whatever place they found to fuck. “Sir,” she corrected, squeezing her eyes shut when she felt another finger enter her. His knuckles pressing against her before he pulled out completely, and repeated it over and over, pushing Taeyong's cum in and out. 

“You always slip somewhere,” he mocked, “I was just about to say how good you did.” 

“No,” she cried, shaking her head and trying to push her body closer to his, but Johnny was pressing her down, face flushed against the cushion.  

“Yuta, grab a glass of water, please,” Johnny requested as soon as he saw that the other man somehow pulled himself together.

“I’m fine,” she whined, standing up when Johnny let go of the hold on her body. Jaehyun pulled out, wiping the cum against her asshole, making her moan softly. 

But the older man shook his head and grabbed the glass from Yuta. “Drink up, love,” Johnny cooed, guiding her to drink, and with the peripherical view she saw Jaehyun disappear back inside, she furrowed and stopped drinking, he wasn’t dropping everything, right? “Jade,” Johnny called, forcing her to focus on him and the glass again. “Good girl,” he praised and she smiled dumbly, feeling the warmth spread all over her face. 

“Sit on your knees, hands on your tights, and don’t move,” he ordered, placing the cup down. “Yuta, look after her.” And then went inside without another word.

“You did so well before,” Yuta complimented, walking toward her, and leaning down to leave a small peck against her lips. “And you too,” he added, kissing Taeyong who was sitting on one of the two fluffy puffs that were placed in front of the swing. 

Before they could say anything else, the other two men were outside again, holding something she had no time to see because Jaehyun’s built body was standing in front of her, towering over her.

“Ass up again,” he ordered and she did as told, she was going to extract a soft pet name and praises from his lips by the end of the night, that was her only mission. 

“Look at the mess between your legs, there’s cum everywhere,” he noted, fingers tracing her thighs, smearing the liquid even more and then parting her pussy again, other cum spilling out. He looked over Taeyong for a second, impressed by the seemingly endless quantity of cum he had put in her and then got back to her, pushing the white substance up to her other hole. 

“Are you tired?” He asked, opening the lub bottle as he waited for her answer. 

“No, sir,” she answered, obediently. 

“Can you take me and Johnny –” 

“Yes, – ”

“I wasn’t finished,” he said, stopping her, coating his fingers with lube. “Can you take me and Johnny at the same time?” 

She stilled for a second, feeling the air getting knocked out of her lungs just at the thought of taking them both. It wasn’t the first time she took them together, and she actually really liked it, but let’s say that, out of all the combinations of boyfriends that were possible, this one was the most reckless. They, hands down, had the biggest dicks, Johnny was the longest and Jaehyun the thickest, so it always took a fair amount of time to get adjusted to them. 

“Yes, sir,” she mumbled, eyes meeting Johnny’s, “I can take yours and Daddy’s cock at the same time.” 

“Well,” Jaehyun said, this time fighting the urge to praise her, but he wanted to see how far she was going to push to get what she wanted. So he pressed his finger against her opening and pushed, starting to prep her to take him from behind. 

She relaxed under his touch, the hand that wasn’t busy fingering her ass was gently placed on her ass cheek, and his fingers grazed her inside so good that she could feel her toes curl in anticipation. Before him, she had never tried anal, but once she overcame the first fears, she found out she loved it, so much that it was one of the few things that also made her squirt. 

“Want to go inside?” Johnny asked, sitting in front of her, stroking her hair and cheek.

“Now?” Jaehyun asked, furrowing a brow.

“I asked her, not you, shut up,” he replied and the other man simply shook his head, adding a third finger in her. 

She muffled a moan before answering, “No, I like it here.” 

Jaehyun raised a brow at Johnny as a silent ‘told you’ and the older simply rolled his eyes annoyed. 

“Our baby loves to put on a show, doesn’t she?” 

“Yeah, sir,” she replied, arching her back more, meeting him halfway. 

“Then let’s go,” he urged, pulling out, sitting on the empty space next to her, “sit on my cock, love.” 

She almost jumped at the pet name, beaming him an already fucked out smile, before giving him her back and starting to lower down. 

“Wait,” when she was just halfway in she stopped, suddenly realizing this wasn’t their usual position, “how are we doing this?” 

“Do you trust us?” He replied, kissing her shoulder gently, his hand still gripping her waist to keep her in place. 

“Yeah,” she whispered, looking up at Johnny. 

“Then don’t worry and just relax,” he reassured her, hands caressing her waist gently. 

She nodded, and sank down completely, head rolling back, already feeling full. 

“You stretch me so good, sir,” she moaned, turning her face to kiss his neck. 

“And you’re going to be stretched out even more, love,” Johnny said, squirting a fair amount of lube on his cock too. 

She gulped, staring at his big throbbing cock. Taking him was always harder than the others but she couldn’t help but water at the sight and the idea of being filled by him. Johnny always felt good and was also the one who could keep his thrusts precise till the very end, always delivering breathtaking orgasms.  He probably was the most selfless, always putting her pleasure before his. 

Jaehyun’s hands grabbing her knees and pushing them up against her chest, leaving her completely exposed to the night air, brought her back, out of her thoughts. So that was how they were going to do... Lord.

“Are sure you can take it?” Johnny asked, his tip resting against her clit, left hand caressing her cheek gently. 

She fought the urge to roll her eyes, not really in the mood for a punishment, and answered, “Yes, it’s not the first time.” 

“Jade, I don’t care about the other times,” he said. “Can you now?” 

She nodded vigorously and tried to move her hips closer to him but the movement made her move up and down on Jaehyun’s cock that hit inside of her and she had to fight back a moan.

“If you do something like this again, we’re leaving you here, like a horny, unsatisfied mess,” Jaehyun threatened. “Got it?” he asked, tugging her hair, pulling it back. 

“Yes, sir.” 

“I’m going in,” Johnny said, one hand resting against Jaehyun’s shoulder to find balance the other around his cock to push into her. 

She closed her eyes, feeling tears crowd at the corners of her eyes as he made his way into her, slowly, always careful not to hurt her, but, when she glanced down and realized he was barely half in, she cursed. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, hand caressing her face. 

She nodded. “Just, push in, please,” she begged. She wanted to get used to it as soon as possible, she needed to feel them. They had been teasing the whole day, well Johnny had, and she still didn’t have a taste. 

So he did, pushed till his pubis pressed against her mound and their forehead touched. 

Jaehyun let out a groan, feeling Johnny’s against the thin wall of her body and let his head fall back against the headboard. 

“Move please,” she pleaded. 

“As you wish,” Johnny said before starting to move, letting out a shaky moan at the sensation of her wet walls pulsing around him and Jaehyun's dick press against him. 

“Fuck, so tight,” he moaned, head falling against her shoulder, kissing and biting on the skin, making her throw her head back. “Feels good?” He asked, raising his face to stare at her wrecked face, some spit and probably some cum too, still covering small patches of her face and neck, the hairline was damp and her lips were parted, desperately searching for air, her eyes were closed but from the wet lashes, Johnny could see she had shed some tears. 

She hummed in response, biting her lips to muffle the loud sounds that were threatening to leave her mouth. It didn’t last long though, because at her answer, Jaehyun, finally, started to rock his hips up into her, adding more stimulation.

“Fuck,” she cursed, lifting her head up, hands finding Johnny’s biceps to steady herself, nails digging in his skin. 

Johnny pressed against her body more, burying himself even deeper as the two men easily found a steady rhythm, alternating being inside her. It was amazing how well they worked together, always in unison making her head spin a thousand miles. 

“Lean back against me, love,” Jaehyun cooed, hand leaving the back of her knee to rest around her neck.

She leaned into his touch, squeezing her eyes shut, feeling tears roll down her cheeks when they started to go faster and occasionally thrust into her at the same time, stretching her perfectly. Not only the stimulation was amazing but being pressed between her biggest boyfriends, completely enveloped by their bodies, made her stomach tighten.

“You’re doing so good, baby girl,” Johnny praised, grabbing her ankles to make them rest on his shoulder, being now able to go even deeper. 

“Daddy, fuck,” she cursed, voice higher than usual, her nails digging again into his arms making him hiss in discomfort. 

“Shh, you can take it, we know you can,” he reassured, leaning down to kiss her moans away. 

“I’m gonna come,” she cried in the kiss, feeling the knot in her stomach get tighter. 

“We’re not there, yet,” Jaehyun warned, hand leaving her neck to reach for her clit, “but I know you can come twice, right?” 

She let out a loud whine, nodding mindlessly. 

“Good girl, you waited all day for this, haven’t you?” He teased, skilled fingers playing on her sensitive bud of nerves. "Letting Taeyong fuck you because you need this like you need air." 

And she couldn’t hold it anymore, his voice and hands were what she needed to let go and let the orgasm wash over, shamelessly moaning loudly before Johnny’s hand wrapped around her neck and squeezed, tight enough to restrict the flow of air but not enough to hurt. She felt her muscles shake and for a moment felt close to passing out, but Jaehyun was kissing her jaw and neck, and Johnny was spilling praises against her ears she couldn’t really make out, too fucked up and deep into an orgasm that seemed to last forever. 

When it finally passed, she had no time to catch her breath, the two men were still thrusting up into her, their broad and fit bodies squeezing her in a mess of sweat and cum, making her feel incredibly small but so safe, no matter the vulnerability of the moment. 

“Fuck, taking our cocks so well,” Jaehyun praised, one hand closing around her breast, playing with her incredibly hard nipple, “you were made just for us, right?” 

“Yeah,” she nodded, “just yours,” she mumbled. Which made Yuta snicker from behind them, it was absurd how possessive Jaehyun would get during sex, but it was still funny to see how their dynamics completely shifted in and out of the bedroom. And also, he had no time to say anything, too lost watching them, trying to not jack off like a horny teenage boy, but it was harder than expected because they were oh so hot, and Taeyong on his side already gave in and hearing his soft muffled whimpers didn’t help. 

“Look at how pretty you look like this,” Johnny teased, thumb tracing the mascara stains on her cheeks, a shy smile plastered on her face as she felt another orgasm menacing to explode. 

“I’m close,” she moaned, head pressing against the crook of Jaehyun’s neck. 

“Don’t you dare come yet,” he groaned, hips pistoning into her at an inhumane speed. 

“But, sir,” she whined, honestly more impressed they were still able to keep going and cursing their great stamina. 

“Quiet,” he shut her up, hand wrapping around her neck pressing like Johnny did before. “Want to be a good girl for us?” 

She nodded, not able to talk, because of his hand, because she was too lost in the moment and could only think about them fucking her over and over. 

“Then let us fuck your holes and come when we say,” he finished, voice deep and hoarse. 

“But,” she tried to retort again but his hands ran under the nape of her hair and pulled harshly. 

“Come and I’ll put a vibrator into you at the highest speed and won't allow you to come till you pass out,” he whispered in her ears, only for her to hear. 

Knowing he was one to keep promises, or ‘threats’, she nodded and tried to relax in their touch, trying to squeeze the muscles down there to hold the orgasm here. 

“Is it too much for you, angel?” Johnny teased, and the contrast between the mockery in his tone and the sweet name made her whine louder. 

“Look at how dumb you look, can’t even form a phrase for how much you love taking us,” Jaehyun mocked too, pinching her chin. She was by now just a whimpering mess, every inch of her skin was oversensitive and all of her senses felt amplified. The hot weather didn’t help at all, making her feel even more tired than usual. And their hands ravished her body, finally giving her the physical contact she had been craving all night, their lips biting and kissing her skin, hungry and needy for more. She felt wrecked, but there was something so exciting about being abandoned at their thrust, letting them fuck into her without trying to meet their strokes or holding onto them. 

“We can stop if it’s too much,” Johnny proposed with a smirk on his face. 

“No!” she screamed, shaking her head mindlessly. “Need you here,” she stuttered, trying hard to put words together. “Need you to fill me up.” 

“Fuck,” Jaehyun cursed, hand squeezing tighter around her neck again, and looked up at Johnny, silently signalling him that he was close and that was the moment to do what they had planned earlier. 

Johnny nodded and pressed his hand on her lower abdomen, pushing down making her jolt in surprise, her inside getting incredibly tight.

“What are you doing, daddy?” She asked, voice shaking. 

He didn’t answer, instead, Jaehyun’s fingers reached for her clit again and her breath faltered. 

“I –” she moaned, “I can’t take it anymore,” she cried, hand reaching for Jaehyun’s hair behind her, tugging tightly. “I need to come.” 

“We know,” Jaehyun replied, “Can you squirt for us, love?” 

She was surprised at first but then got it, of course, they wanted her to squirt. She nodded frenetically, honestly already feeling the different type of orgasm approaching before Jaehyun told her anything. 

“Then come all over our cocks and we’re going to fill you with our cum,” Johnny said, pushing more against her belly while Jaehyun’s fingers started to move faster and their thrusts kept the steady rhythm. 

She finally let go, feeling the orgasm wash over, this time completely different than the others, it was more intense and hit harder while a jet of transparent liquid squirted out of her, triggering Johnny’s orgasm too as he tried his best to not slip out of her and came inside. Soon after Jaehyun followed, not holding anymore when her ass clenched around him, coating her walls with white. And as he reached his orgasm, still thrusting in, the movement kept making her squirt, Johnny pulled out and started moving his tip on her swollen opening, making her jet hard and messily, cum squirting all over her boobs and his abs and probably also landing on Jaehyun. 

“No more,” she begged with a string of voice, trying to push her legs closed, and they stopped. Johnny let her legs down, letting her rest on top of Jaehyun who was still inside, going soft, finally making her gaping hole breathe a little bit. 

“Fuck,” Yuta cursed from behind them, cleaning his cum covered hand with a napkin. “You can do all that?” 

She was too tired to answer, her eyelids felt heavy on her eyes and she tried to turn around and cover her body in Jaehyun’s embrace, he wrapped his arms around her, and patted her hair, trying to help her calm her irregular breath.  

“Never done that with you?” Johnny teased, running a hand through his hair and stretching his back and legs, yes, he had great stamina but fuck, that was tiring.  

“Clearly not,” Yuta muttered, side-eyeing his American boyfriend. 

“Hey,” Jaehyun shook her lightly, “don’t fall asleep, love.” 

“I’m tired,” she mumbled, trying to stick closer to him.

“Let me pull out of you at least,” he whispered, both arms gently wrapping around her waist to lift her up, his cock falling limp on his thigh while cum started to drip out of her and stick between their bodies. “You did so good, love,” he praised as she turned to the side, face buried in his neck, and he couldn’t mind all the cum leaking against his legs.

“Hey, angel,” Johnny called, hands brushing her hair behind, stroking her cheeks softly, “such a good girl for us, took us so well.” 

She hummed mindlessly, enjoying the warmth of Jaehyun’s body and the gentleness behind his touch. He was probably the roughest in bed but as soon as they snapped out of it he turned as sweet as candy, surely the most whipped of the three. Johnny always made fun of him saying that she could’ve punched him and he wouldn’t even try to move to the side to avoid getting hit.  

“Love,” Jaehyun called again, feeling her getting heavier, “we need to clean you up, you’re a mess.” 

“I can’t stand up,” she mumbled against his skin. 

“I’ll carry you to the bathroom, okay?” She mumbled something he couldn’t get, anyway, he stood up, carrying her in bridal style and started walking toward the door. 

“Come in, it’s getting cold, I don’t want you to catch something,” Jaehyun said to the others as he opened the kitchen back door and entered the house. 

Johnny rolled his eyes but nodded, turning around to grab their clothes, the lub and the glass, and Taeyong who was almost as tired as her. 

“She won’t walk tomorrow,” Yuta stated, closing the door behind once they were all in, locking it with the keys and pushing the curtains over the window pane. 

“Skt, so dramatic,” Johnny replied, throwing her broken panties in the bin, and placing the glass in the sink. 

“It’s true though, you two always push her so much,” Yuta retorted.

“Says the one that ties her up and gags her at every good occasion,” Johnny joked, pushing him playfully. 

“Okay, fair, but hey, I'm just one.” 

“We’re almost done, resist just a little bit more,” Jaehyun cooed, passing the wet sponge between her legs, trying to not stimulate her more. She must’ve felt incredibly sensitive there and he didn’t want to see her pass out. “You did so good before, I was honestly surprised you lasted that much,” he affirmed in a caring, soft tone. 

She chuckled, cupping a hand on his cheek. “Don’t believe in my skills?” She asked before bursting into a laugh. 

“If I didn’t take all the beers out of your grab I would bet you are drunk,” he smiled, closing the water and opening the doors of the shower. “Also, I was just impressed by how good you are,” he added, wrapping a towel around his waist. 

She smiled softly, “I love you,” she whispered, fingers poking his cheek. 

“Love you, too,” he replied, leaving a quick kiss on her lips.  

“By the way,” she started, when he lifted her out of the shower, pulling the bathrobe around her body, “this afternoon, was Johnny and Yuta’s idea.” 

Jaehyun laughed, pulling her close, carrying her out of the bathroom like before to reach the others. “I know, love. I know.” 

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[dykesymmetry]

I'm sorry to tell you but I would love to hear about the historical inaccuracies and all of your qualms with the pirate au with naval captain techno and this is your blog on a site you presumably come onto to enjoy yourself so you genuinely should have to worry about offending people with your thoughts and opinions so long as you're respectful and acknowledge their efforts before listing what was done wrong so they can learn :// /gen

WAH ok ok. uh. this is not gonna be a super serious rant bc i dont have any actual issues w the fic and its very well-written and if u like shit like potc or whatever u should definitely read it bc its very fun. that being said thats also MY special interest theyre butchering so im just gonna like. infodump about golden age of piracy below the cut

gonna start this off rq by saying im ignoring any obviously fantastical elements like erets magic or the weird storm at the beginning cause like. idrc about adding in fantasy shit, my own pirate au has like. piglins and shit. its fine idc

ok first major point is like. general characterization. which i dont honestly think is the fault of the writer misunderstanding the characters or anything, i think its more just the general assumption that pirates were all lawless renegades and the navy were idealistic men or something, in which case, lil bastard shit philza would fit the pirate role better while deeply ideological techno would fit the navy. but. i find it really fucking hard to believe that a character whos anarchist ideals make up a big portion of his motivations would be a bootlicker. and he honestly fits pretty well into the role of pirate captain? a big part of like. piracy in general. was creating this terrifying image of yourself, bc realistically you didnt want to get in a fight with every ship, that costs ammo and ship repairs and possibly lives. and i think technoblade, someone who is usually known as The Blade and who has a reputation for just being. super fucking bloodthirsty. but in reality has deepseated ideals and is determined to protect his friends at all costs, would fit way better into the role of pirate captain than phils casual war criminal self would (to be clear: i aint saying phil wouldnt be a pirate, he absolutely would. im just saying hed be a kinda shit captain tbh)

second point: pirate crews did not have the same highly hierarchical approach to roles on a ship as the navy did. to the writers credit, they kinda touched on this in ch 3 when they mentioned that the mens loyalty would still lie w phil rather than techno, but like. pirate captains werent just put into place like that, and certainly not by the previous captain. they were generally elected by the crew, who could then elect someone else if they didnt live up to their standards. also, when someone joined the crew, there'd be this whole captains code thing that theyd have to read and sign (admittedly, i know why they didnt put that part in, paperwork is boring im not faulting them for that)

along the same lines as the hierarchical shit, there wasnt really a first mate, at least in terms of like. "second in command." what there Was was a quartermaster, someone who kinda like. relayed messages between the crew and captain. again, not a huge grievance, just something that kept bugging me every time they mentioned it

another rather small grievance but one that bugged me nonetheless: at the end of ch 3, they had this moment where techno looked up at their colors and had a minute of Self Reflection that i completely ignored bc like. you would absolutely not just sail around w the black raised you are a sitting fucking target and it gives any navy vessel/pirate hunters just like. a dead giveaway that you should be attacked. youd only raise the colors if you were like. actively chasing a prize

ALSO while we're at it. this ones not a historical inaccuracy but is more of just a missed opportunity. not everyone had the same flag! most pirate captains had their own unique designs, some a bit more. goofy. than others

in phil and my au, techno has a flag similar to calico jacks (top right), but with a pig skull instead of a humans. again, its not entirely historically inaccurate, but it wouldve been cool to see what their ideas were for a unique philza flag

ok my last major issue here and one i wanted to save for last bc its a bit more graphic than others: corporal punishment (pogchamp!). im gonna be honest, im not super familiar w what could and couldnt get you punished w the royal navy, But what i do know is that the whole. cutting off a hand thing. would not be super accurate. if he was punished, hed likely be whipped (probably w a cat o nines which are like. super fucking brutal. not a fun time in the slightest). amputations were more of a "whoops you got an infection and this is the 18th century so our treatment is just to Chop" thing

#tw torture #negativity #? i dont wanna be rude i just like pirates man #ask to tag #oh and like. this isnt a 'they should know/research this stuff' its a fucking minceraft fanfic i know theyre not gonna research its fine #i just wanna rant

[gumnut-logic]

Interview with a Fic Writer Meme

Thank you to @tsarinatorment  for the tag ::hugs you:: Sorry for the delay in reply.

1. Your favourite fic that you’ve written (or the one you want to give a shout out to)

We’ll Be Home For Christmas, mainly because of how much fun I had writing it and the new friend I found and the Kermadecs are an amazing place and that fic changed how I write Thunderbirds fic forever because I now know Tracy Island’s place in the world and its ecosystem and yeah, I am such a geek.

Also, VT Green, cos smart!Virg :D

2. Your favourite fic title that you’ve come up with

No idea. But because I’m old and live in a popular culture that peeps twenty years younger than me probably don’t, you might want to check out the chapter titles of We’ll Be Home For Christmas and the theme song to Gilligan’s Island. In my total cluelessness, I didn’t realise how unobvious they were to peeps who aren’t as ancient as I am and didn’t grow up with sixties TV on loop through the eighties.

3. How do you get inspiration to write?

You name it, it hits me. I currently have several fics, including Wire, currently inspired by the fact I park my car in front of a farm every morning when dropping off my daughter to school. If I’m feeling down, Virg will either be whumped or end up in some hilarious situation (it’s weird, I’ve written some of my funniest stuff while feeling my worst). Sometimes I will be desperate to reach out to the natural world and can’t – that’s when Virg ends up on some beach and gets all arty-farty so I can reach out through him.

Often an initial scene will spark something bigger and I’ll be writing for weeks, desperately trying to keep a plotline straight and find an ending.

But my best stories happen from a solid idea of something that I don’t think has been done in the fandom before and is something I would like to explore – Sotto Voce, VT Green, We’ll Be Home For Christmas (which was a prompt but I actually developed and planned it before writing), Callisto, Gentle Rain – these have coherence, and while they may have wobbled crazily on their path, they mostly had a plan.

4. Your favourite genre/subgenre of fic to write?

I’m a whump girl, but I love a good plotline to go along with it. This often requires brain power, not something I always have. I also like a challenge and to try new things, which is why we have a romance, a boat trip and a space voyage in my stash.

5. Do you have other hobbies?

I have far, far too many hobbies. I rotate through them and obsess at times – anything in the art spectrum from traditional through to graphic design and a multitude of crafts, geology, botany, ecology, marine life, genealogy…lots of ology in the science spectrum, but the closer you get to the physics end, the less I understand due to my brain’s inability to process certain concepts. Oh and a variety of history, both local, and world-wide human, and definitely palaeontology. But yeah, lots of lovely knowledge and things to play with :D

6. A fun fact about you that a lot of people may not know

I’m a synesthete.

7. Pick one character to self project onto

Sorry Virgil :D

8. Favourite genre of music

Whatever my brain needs at the time, usually in concert with whatever I am doing. Lots of film soundtracks through to popular music. Very picky and suck at finding new stuff to listen to. Will listen on loop until both brain and track is fried.

9. Your favourite singer/band

I rarely know the singer or the band. Though Nick and Ben Foster are pretty cool :D

10. How have your experience in fandom been?

I have been properly active in about three fandoms over the years, though I have read in many more and even written in a few others. One was a big one, the other two were small.

The big one was good with the occasional odd encounter, but I kept to my little corner. The first small one was very small and was going very well until I had a falling out with another fan. Being a small fandom, it was very difficult for everyone involved. I also, at the time, was at a very hard spot in my life and that, in part, led to my withdrawal from fandom (though I eventually had kids so that really yanked me out of everything). Ten years later I found Thunderbirds and everything has been absolutely lovely. If I wasn’t enjoying myself, there wouldn’t be 200 fics to show for it :D (yes, I’m going to repeat that number repeatedly cos I’m quite happy I’ve been so productive :D)

Thunderfam rocks! :D

I’m tagging @onereyofstarlight @scribbles97 @godsliltippy @vegetacide

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #meme #thunderfam