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#then when i was in hs and started watching this show for the first time
drunkhazed · 2 years
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like hot summer (l. hs, s. jy)
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pairing. heeseung x female reader x jake
genre. summer loving with a broken air conditioner, explicit smut, pwp, they’re all just horny, M/F
warnings. profanity, pervert Heeseung and Jake, jealousy(minimal), masturbation, unprotected sex, oral, degradation/praise, double penetration(both holes), threesome, cum swapping, wet and messy. minors DNI.
wc. 9900
IB. Disturbia(minus the serial killer neighbor)
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Stranger Things. All Of Us Are Dead. Squid Game.
Heeseung grumbles, clicking through the list of options on screen. at this rate not sleeping paired with binge watching any popular show available to stream would not play out well with nowhere to go besides upstairs.
the television power cuts off just as he contemplates switching to Hulu to start a new show, settling a wrinkle between his eyebrows and a rising whine from his chest.
“mom! the circuit breakers acting up again!” he bemoans, punching the remote down into a pillow.
“notice how nothing else has turned off.” she scoffs at him, waving a power cord mid-air with a snarky expression.
“mom, what the hell??”
ignoring her son’s complaints, she passes by toward the kitchen, warning him to beware of his language.
“sweetie, make yourself useful and go check the mail, would you?”
Heeseung’s mother lightly smacks the back of his head as she passes by the couch with her cellphone lodged between her shoulder and cheek.
“first week of house arrest and he’s sitting on the couch burning through anything available to stream on Netflix.” she shares with whomever listens on the opposite line. 
standing up, Heeseung mutters to himself about how he really should make an effort to avoid hanging out in the living room on her days off. 
it’s not as if he enjoys hearing about what a fuck up he is, or his mother recounting the story of the mistake that ruined all of his summer plans.
“drinking and driving without a license, can you believe it? after I dropped a month’s mortgage for him to travel through Europe this summer!” she complains into the phone as he steps outside. 
Heeseung sighs, stretching his arms high above until the tips of his fingers graze along the porch’s rooftop. shaking the weight of the bracelet that blinks a glowing green on his ankle before stepping into a pair of sandals. 
it's only his first week under house arrest, and the highlight of his day is stepping out to grab the mail.
mail time means time to catch up on the daily duties around the neighborhood. Mrs. Fawn across the street waters her garden, smiling joyfully at the sight of her tulips finally blooming. Mr. Eldridge at the end of the block pulls into his driveway, parking and hauling ass inside while stringing along a young woman who looks nothing like his wife; most likely his secretary. 
the bratty boys from two houses down spit jeers as they pass by on their bikes, flipping off Heeseung and laughing while blowing their tongues at him because he can’t step more than 100 feet away from his home. 
“sniveling little..” he mutters between clenched teeth, waving them away with a returned middle finger. “you count your lucky days! wait until the end of summer when I get your ass!”
“big talk for a loser who can’t even leave his house!” they high five, pedaling away in a fit of accomplished laughter. 
“a loser..” he repeats, toying with the raised flag on the side of the mailbox. a loser, that stings more than he’d like to admit. staring down at his sock clad feet shoved into a pair of sandals, he kisses the backs of his teeth nodding, watching the bracelet around his ankle blink up at him in a taunting manner.
“yeah. I’m a loser.”
before a state of melancholic ‘not young enough to act this dumb anymore, but not old enough to even purchase my own beer’ can settle, the sound of a wooden door ricocheting open distracts him from the oncoming blackhole of thoughts.
a door that hasn’t been opened in weeks, moving trucks occupy the driveway next door’s spaces catching Heeseung’s attention. 
new neighbors, he thinks, shifting onto the tips of his toes to sneak a look. no one had lived next door for a few months now. the resident next door had been unoccupied ever since the Jong family moved to a new town. so much for his plans of late night pool dips in their yard now.
nice tv, expensive furniture, too many boxes labeled ‘extremely fragile!’, a man directing movers with a stressed out expression.. the new owner of the house most likely.
and you.
the sight of you hits him harder than a vehicle speeding light years above the speed limit.
the beginning of summer days already has you opting for less clothing, showing more skin than usual since you’re home. moving into your new home meant dripping in sweat. evident by the thick sheen of perspire cascading down your throat.
Heeseung notices the trickles of sweat instantly, following a particular bead down until he lands between your breasts barely contained in a flimsy tank top. driblets of sweat pass like slow motion, opening his mouth slowly in hopes of catching a droplet to moisten his drying throat. 
it’s been a long time since he’s seen an attractive girl. 
two weeks, 15 days, 7 hours, and 42 minutes to be exact. 
since the last day of university when he finally got to experience a so-called ‘rager’. a great end of the year party that ended up with a senior clinging to his arm midway into the festivities. tapping his nose while hiccuping between her drunken compliments, cooing and calling him cute.
cute enough to take home as she threw her keys at him and dragged him out in search of her car parked a few blocks away. 
as much as his dick screamed at him to get laid- ‘it’s been weeks! you’re a virgin again at this point!’ that's what the aching throb between his thighs would shout at him if it could; Heeseung couldn’t help but sigh when her glazed over eyes rolled back. drooped in the passenger seat pathetically giggling and burping, groaning that she drank too much.
he sighs, apologizing to his crotch before adjusting himself beneath his belt, as if to say ‘shut it, it’s not happening tonight’.
“you live at the sorority on the other side of campus right?” he asks, not receiving much of an answer beyond a few gurgled words. 
Heeseung hadn’t drank much, a couple beers that had gone flat and stale from nursing them more than actually drinking. 
but he drank enough to get pulled over and fail a breathalyzer test. completely fucked without a license, that’s how he ended up in court 4 days later attempting to appeal a DUI.
no more coming of age self discovery trip to Europe for the summer. no chance of even hanging out by the pool or beach flirting with girls on vacation. no opportunity to get laid or party, get drunk and high with his friends.
not that Jake’s even home for the month, having headed back to Australia the minute summer hit to visit family. 
but as your intrigued gaze meets his, Heeseung can feel the corner of his lip twitch.
maybe this summer wouldn’t be a complete loss afterall.
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“you canceled my nintendo subscription?”
“indeed, I did.” Heeseung’s mother snaps, chucking a wad of clothing at his face. “I have an overnight shift at the hospital. it’s time for you to make use of all this free time and clean up around here. I am not your maid.”
laundry, clean up around here, make use of your free time.
everyday had turned into the same speech. no more streaming services, no access to online games, even jerking off had become a task. 
“asking me to tidy up is like asking for a preempted disaster.” Heeseung mutters, shoving in a much too large load of clothes to wash that hasn’t been properly separated. what harm would a blue sock do to these white silk dress shirts anyway.
“what’s even the difference between laundry softener and detergent, do I need both?”
worrying his bottom lip while eyeing between Snuggles and Tide feels redundant, drawing a sigh out of his chest while ultimately deciding to pour in both.
‘today’s episode of the exciting adventures of a stay-at-home son..’ he thinks, stepping out of the laundry room while shaking his ankle. itchy and annoying, nothing but a nuisance this thing had become.
even the taste of food had lost it’s usual momentary serotonin high, bland and dry on his tongue as he munched on a bag of chips. stale, much like the air floating around him running from different vents throughout the house with a lack of chill.
Heeseung furrows his eyebrows, reaching high above near a vent without much struggle. dry gusts of air tickles between his digits missing the familiar cool breeze that should reach past his skin to satiate overbearing warmth deep within his muscle.
“there’s no way..” 
sad realization that the air’s been set at 68 degrees to keep house chilly from floor to ceiling settles in. the fucking air conditioning wasn’t working, height of summer and no type of indoor peace from the unbearable heat burning down onto the cement pavement surrounded outside.
“my mom wouldn’t skip paying the bill just to punish me more right?!” Heeseung speaks to himself, pacing before the controller screen in disbelief. “no.. that has to be punishable by law somewhere around the world.”
“God, fuck me.” he grunts, finding himself seated by an open window that conveniently faces your bedroom from across the way. “yeah.. fuck me..”
he wonders if this is the lowest low of desperation one can reach, toying with the cord that controls the blinds as he takes in your side profile. nose buried in a book without a care in the world, no concern or worry that anyone could be watching you, completely unaware of your neighbor under house arrest sweating against a leather office chair concentrating much too hard on your face.
he sighs, leaning back with a lifted brow when you start to shift about, dragging fingers through your scalp while laughing at whatever page you’ve just finished reading.
“cute..”
even the breeze barely flowing through the window screen feels hot, boiling his skin faster, or maybe it’s the way your figure melts into your bed. breasts squished together in a thin tank-top giving him the full front on view of hardened peaks poking through the flimsy material. it’s almost like you turned toward him on purpose.. as if you wanted him to see your chest on the verge of spilling out.
don’t think about it, that’s what he keeps repeating to himself. there’s no way you know he’s watching you. there’s no way you’d stretch out on your bed enough for your top to ride up, exposing more and more smooth flesh, pajamas riding low on your hips. no way you would do any of that on purpose. 
“fuck. it’s hot.” 
hot air incinerates through his lungs with each deep breath, smoothing bangs off his forehead that clump together with sweat. trying to convince himself it’s the humid thick air blowing down his back from the vent above that’s stirring heat up his stomach. it has nothing to do with the way you start to tickle up and down the center of your chest while you read with your bottom lip tucked tightly between your teeth. it has nothing to do with how easy it’s become to imagine you beneath him, panting out ragged breaths, desperately whining at him to let you cum..
finding enough decency to finally look away, he clears his throat, mentally cursing at himself to go take a freezing cold shower. it has to be the over 100 degree weather getting to him, that’s what’s making his shorts tighten around his groin. that’s what has sweat dripping between his legs down to the crevice of his ass.
“yeah, I should definitely shower.” he says to himself, sparing a sniff to the t-shirt he’s had on for three days. just as he decides that’s for the best, his eyes scan through the window once more, catching his breath at the visual of your bare backside with a towel draped over your chest, held up only by one arm as you slip into a pair of sandals.
“fuc—.”
words evade him when you slowly turn, gaze finding his in an instant, taking your time to stride out of your bedroom without looking away, most likely to take a shower.
Heeseung doesn’t think about it, reiterating over and over that there was no way you could tell he’d been watching you…the blinds weren’t fully open..there was just no way.
even with his palm gripped around his length, holding back whimpers under the showerhead, he can’t stop thinking about the way you stared back at him.
if he could see you clearly, why wouldn’t you be able to see him?
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“Jake!!” Heeseung shouts while throwing long arms around his friends shoulders. a tub of Vegemite drops from the others hold, clutching at a packet of bread now squished between them. “you’re back!”
“surprise!” his friend gets out between a wheeze and deep breath. “I brought you a snack from the homeland to try too.”
he shakes the bag of sliced white bread, eyebrows wiggling with excitement as they head to the kitchen together. “one of my favorites.”
Heeseung’s nose twitches, crushing his lips together while his friend uses a butter knife to spread brown jam-like goo around with a large smile. “looks like…clumpy soy sauce..”
“hey! you can’t knock it until you try it.” his friend claps, finishing with a ‘ta-da!’ as if he’s presenting a 5 star meal. 
“my stomach’s sensitive today..” Heeseung grimaces, poking and sniffing around the crust. 
“stop being a baby and try it!”
“fine! fine!” 
salt, pure bitter salt turned to mush hits his tastebuds. the twitch in his nose forming into a full on scowl, chewing only to hold back a gag as his friend bursts into a boisterous laugh, hunched over clutching at his stomach.
“God, your face!” Jake squeaks, letting out an escalating giggle while smacking at the kitchen counter. “I guess it really takes a true Aussie to enjoy such a delicacy.”
Heeseung swallows, disgusted, rolling his eyes but smiling nonetheless. “I’m happy you’re back.”
“yeah, now I can log you into my accounts and save you from this perdition.”
“and maybe.. hang out with me everyday?” the older of the two says, dragging his best friend to his bedroom. “until this punishment’s over?”
“yeah, of course dude, I’ve got your back!” Jake smiles, patting his friends back, halting as they enter Heeseung’s bedroom. “oh this is bad, you’ve created the tower of Twinkies..”
“you try staying home for weeks with no contact to the outside world. Elmer’s glue and stale snacks will become more appealing craft tools than you’d think.” 
“yikes..”
music blasts, the familiar tune of top 40’s radio pop blaring from an old speaker, jerking Jake’s attention away from the tower of Twinkies in the direction of the noise.
“what was that?”
Heeseung grins, pointing his chin toward the extended corner in his bedroom where sunlight beams in from. “the best part of my day.”
“look, don’t judge me for this, but I have a new neighbor.” he explains, walking over to the window that faces your backyard direct on. “and she’s..”
“she?”
“yeah, she’s..” Heeseung clears his throat, raising an eyebrow at his friend. “well, see for yourself.”
Jake eyes him suspiciously, pushing open the blinds enough to fully capture your body backstroking through the clear blue chlorine water. bikini clad breasts float above, round and perky, leading up to a gorgeous face with your eyes shut allowing him plenty of time to absorb each of your features. 
“woah.”
“right?” his friend nods by his side, lowering his neck to peer through the same slit as you stand up in the pool, throwing your head back to drain water from your ears. 
“who is she??” Jake asks, jaw dropping open letting out mild sounds of pain from the back of his throat when you step out. zooming in on your fingers fixing the bikini bottoms that have begun to ride up your ass.
Heeseung sighs, nodding again while leaning against the wall. he chews at his lip, the two of them glancing down to the bracelet on his ankle. “don’t know..”
Jake sighs, patting his friend on the arm. “man, this fucking sucks! we planned so much for this summer..”
“trust me, I’m beating myself up everyday over it.” Heeseung laments, tapping his forehead against the wall. “I was supposed to be backpacking through Europe, get laid every night. I was supposed to finally have a threesome!”
Jake laughs, nodding along. “if it’s any consolation, my nasty little porn threesome didn’t happen while visiting back home either. actually, I only managed to get it in one time. my parents really laid out every activity and family get together possible, wasn’t exactly the forearm deep in pussy summer vacation of my dreams.”
“do you have to say it like that?”
“hey!” Jake chuckles, nudging into the tallers side. “who’s the one jerking it to their hot neighbor, huh?”
“I don’t do that.” Heeseung scowls, returning to watch you rub body oil up and down your legs. “that would be..”
“that would be something I would do.” Jake says, cocking a groomed eyebrow at his friend. “especially with no chance to get laid.. I mean, do you even remember what it feels like?” he finishes with a laugh, the two playfully hitting each other.
“my hand will never compare to the real thing.”
“the real thing is about 400 feet away..” Jake peers between the blinds again. “and she’s just turned over..those bikini bottoms are holding on for dear life.”
Heeseung nearly jumps to get a look, expelling a groan from the back of his throat upon seeing your waist dip in; further pushing your perky butt up for the sun to kiss. 
“believe me dude, those girls you could have been fucking in Europe wouldn’t come close.” his friend reassures. “you gotta talk to her somehow.”
“I know, but..” 
Jake fixes him with a knowing look, nudging his chin toward his friend’s lower half. “you can ‘but’ all you want— your dick definitely has another idea in mind.”
he snorts, picking up binoculars he spots hidden under a throw pillow on the floor. “my ass you haven’t been jerking it, bet these give you a great close up shot.”
Jake holds up the magnified lenses, inching closer between the blinds while lightening the mood with gasps, ‘oooohh’ and ‘ahhh’ passing between breathy laughs.
“imagine what she sounds like moaning, ohhhh Heeseung! you dick’s sooo big!”
he chuckles, accidentally slamming the binoculars into the window with a shocked shout.
“crap! shit!” Jake hisses out curses. the two swiftly collapsing down to their knees painted with mortified expressions.
sharing a concerned look, Jake hits his forehead with the binoculars in a repetitive motion. “fuck!”
“God you freaking idiot!” Heeseung inches back to the window ledge, motioning for his friend to do the same. both sharing a pale look of fear when they aren’t met with your figure laid out, or anywhere to be found.
“dud—“
the front door bell rings out, sending their jaws to the floor letting out a unison “no!”
“there’s no way!”
Heeseung pinches at the sweaty tufts of hair gathered at his nape, pacing back and forth before the door as you knock again, asking another ‘hello?’
“this is all your fault!” he hisses, sucking down a deep breath before reaching a trembling hand to twist open the door.
“hi” you greet with a wave of your hand, standing with your hip cocked to one side. a thin t-shirt thrown over the red bikini they know you have on beneath.
“I got locked out of my house.” you smile bashfully. “mind if I hang out until my parents get back?”
“uhh..” Heeseung dry swallows a gulp, sensing shame written all over his face; as if the beads of sweat on his forehead give away what they had just been up to.
“yeah, we were just playing..” Jake stutters, choking back a laugh. “uh..Monopoly.”
“like, the boardgame?” you ask, wrinkling between your eyebrows.
“the one and only.” he continues to huff laughter awkwardly, prodding his friend’s side with his elbow. “Heeseung’s a pro at Monopoly, kicks my ass each time. I don’t know why I keep placing bets to win.”
“Heeseung?” 
“oh right!” Jake speaks up again, noticing his friend’s gone speechless. “this is Heeseung, and I’m Jake.”
“Heeseung, the Monopoly king, apparently, and Jake..the Australian?” you smirk, strutting past the two without missing the opportunity to bodily graze against your neighbor as you share your name with them.
“wow, it’s hot in here.” you say, fanning your face, skin still aflame from sitting out under the sun for the past hour. 
“air conditioner’s broken.” Heeseung finally speaks again, averting his gaze to the ground. “repair guy can’t make it out until next week. a lot of..uh, heat waves caused rolling blackouts to happen.”
“soo..” you spin on the balls of your feet back to face them, taking in your surroundings. “Monopoly, huh? I like to play.”
Jake can’t control his lips from lifting at the corners, coughing over another laugh while burying his elbow deeper into Heeseung’s side. “bet you do.” 
he nods up the stairs toward his friend’s bedroom, leading you into a messy boy’s room that tastes as musty as it looks. 
“wow..” you say, toeing at a pile of clothing near the entrance. the occupant of the bedroom spluttering while racing around to chuck everything behind his closet. he smiles, painfully, glaring at Jake’s amused face behind your back. 
“can’t believe you live right next door and we haven’t properly met until now..” you wander toward the window, picking up the discarded binoculars left on the floor as clear evidence, covered in fresh sweaty fingerprints.
“yeah, Heeseung’s on house arrest..he’s innocent though!” Jake jokes, defenselessly with a palm held up. too busy draping a towel over the tower of Twinkie’s with his free hand to notice when you look through the binoculars and get a clear visual into your bedroom.
“house arrest?” you turn to face them, dangling the incriminating object in your hand. “maybe for spying on your neighbors?”
Heeseung’s face drops, standing up straight with his mouth agape.
“oh crap, my dad’s calling..texting uh, he needs uh, help with that..that thing.” Jake nods rapidly, covered in sweat from scattering around to hide a pile of naughty magazines and hentai DVDs under his friend’s bed. “nice meeting you!” 
he clasps Heeseung’s shoulder on his way out, leaning close to whisper. “don’t fuck this up, Monopoly king.”
before the other can get a word out, the front door slams shut, leaving the two of you alone still letting the binocular string hang from your fingers with a questioning gaze.
“uhm,” Heeseung grimaces, scratching at the back of his head. “I was supposed to travel through Europe this summer.”
removing the binoculars from your hold, he forces a smile. “sightseeing, bird watching.. hiking and stuff.”
“wow from Europe to..” you look around again, cringing as you spot a pile of failed foil ball attempts. “to this. that’s pretty depressing, not gonna lie.”
he shrugs, stuffing the binoculars inside a desk drawer. “do you really want to play Monopoly?”
“way too hot in here to play anything.” you complain, plopping down onto his bed to strip the shirt you threw on only to walk over. “how do you live like this?”
“I don’t.” Heeseung shrugs, sitting at a corner on his bed nervously. 
“I can tell. must get really boring, trapped at home, nothing to do..” 
his head lifts, glancing over your bare flesh out of his peripheral vision. silently nodding as he fidgets with his hands and hem of his shorts.
“I’d invite you over, but you probably can’t go very far with that thing.” you stretch to the side, plugging your phone into charge on his bedside table. fussing with it long enough for his gaze to travel further.
Heeseung watches your actions, starting from your painted toenails wiggling against his bedding. legs still glistening from the oil you had applied earlier, the tied strings on your bikini lifting off your skin when your hip turns more. it should be easy to look away, but you’re the first girl he’s had in his bed.. ever.
“Heeseung,” you turn back to face him, propping your elbows against the pillow behind you. “I’m hot.”
“yeah..” he nods dumbly, continuing to admire your waist dipping in; breasts nestled together like they were while you laid on your bed reading the many nights he’d admired you from afar.
“maybe I should take my top off to cool down?” you ask out loud, playing with the spandex strings holding your chest together securely. 
Heeseung nods, blinking slowly, mesmerized and lost in a trance until you break into a fit of giggles, ruining the fantasy that had begun to unfold.
“you really think I’m gonna take my top off that easily?” you snicker, toeing at his forearm. “why would I do that? when you could just take it off for me?”
he sits up straight, unconvinced by your mischievous smile that you aren’t just taking advantage of his current weakened horny loser demeanor. “are you fucking with me?”
“not yet” you turn, propping up on one elbow just as you had the day you noticed wide doe eyes watching you from the house next door. 
Heeseung scoots closer to you, leaning in enough to fully inhale the scent of cherry blossom and chlorine clinging to your warm skin. he’s even prettier up close, not making much of an appearance outside since the day you moved in, other than the few times you’ve caught him watching you from the window without the binoculars in the way hiding his delicate features.
“I’m good at games too.” you push closer, throwing a thigh over his hip to lay him flat beneath you. his throat bobs, unsure of what to do with his hands other than cloak your waist. 
soft, supple and soft, and so so smooth. smooth enough that he can’t stop roaming, touching and feeling at the skin covering your back and abdomen. the rough tips of his fingers dig in, squeezing the meat on your hips, passing over the strings keeping your bottoms held in place.
“do you wanna play with me?” 
Heeseung sucks in a deep breath, disbelief striking his chest as he stares above in awe. this had to be a dream, he probably fell asleep mid-jerk off. he’ll wake up, sat before the window with his cock in hand coated in sweat. it doesn’t matter, because he can’t stop his hips from rolling up, budging a space between your thighs to press against the damp seat of your bottoms.
“you’re so hard,” you grin, chewing at your bottom lip. “why are you so hard? was the sightseeing that good for you today?”
Heeseung can’t even process anything you’re saying anymore. he’s panting, sticky hot and nasty. sweat rapidly pouring out of his pores enough to have his shirt melting into his skin. he jerks up to sit, wet lips hover yours, sharing warm gusts of air from your mouth to his.
“can I kiss you?” the words spill out of him, dizzy and numb to what he’s just asked. Heeseung’s positive this is a dream, or a heat stroke, more delirious and empty headed with each brush of your bite-stung lips passing each other. 
your quiet nod gives him the okay, crashing against your mouth feverishly, he licks, kisses, sucks, bites. he kisses as if it’s his first and last time, clinking your teeth together, pushing his tongue between your wanton lips. rolling against the roof of your mouth with an expert massage that draws needy groans from your throat. 
every breath, movement, pathetic little whine rising out of both of you feels heavier. asserting more effort just to grind your hips together as the heat surrounding your bodies grows higher. thick and smoggy air locks your chests closer, clutching and scratching at the back of his wet shirt to push your core against him with fortified vigor.
Heeseung can feel his eyes roll back, desperately rutting up between your thighs like a dog in heat. biting down a hiss, he drops his face to your shoulder, whining when he thinks he might cum, because it’s too soon. he needs more, he needs more of your pretty sounds. little sad broken noises to rewind over and over again the next time he jerks off while picturing the way you look at him, when you’re not supposed to see him.
thick palms slap down on your hips holding you still so that he can catch his breath, regain some strength to take the lead and place you on your back with his lower half slotted between your spread open legs.
“fuck, how is this real.” he whispers, wheezing and huffing as he grips your bottoms. swollen folds push out, spilling around your bikini, slick and shiny, covered in arousal that begs to get fucked. 
he thinks about it, a flash of thought racing past his mind almost too fast, screaming and kicking at him to pull out his cock and stuff you raw to the brim. that’s what you want, sucking on two of your fingers while staring at him pliantly, waiting for whatever he gives you next.
what he wants to give you vs what his hand leads him to do— pulling out his length enough to breathe, smearing pre-cum collected at the slit under your navel. positioning against your center, he rolls down, whimpering as he shoves his size at your bikini bottoms. 
“fuckfuck, I’m go-gonna..”
Heeseung grinds faster, your free hand trailing up to his long arched back neck, thumb pushing against the round pronounced bone vibrating under your touch with each moan that drips from his tongue. 
he feels stupid, empty headed, focused on nothing but the way you bounce deeper into his bed. breasts so close to toppling free from your triangular top with each slam after slam of his hips. the first peak of nipple paired with your nails scratching at his throat jolts shivers down his spine, hunching forward more to chase the incessant desire to fuck you.
“Heeseung—“ you whine, shoving your spit slick fingers between your pressed lower halves to grip onto him, adjusting his next thrust to glide underneath your bikini. the sopping wet smear of arousal pulls a scream out of his chest, baring his teeth and gripping at the blanket surrounding your head as the tip of his length spills, dripping on your mound, confined by the heat between your bodies. confined by your ruined bikini bottoms covering half of his cock pulsing, making a filthy mess inside.
“fuck..” breathlessly, you fall back, a proud smile pinching at your lips. “you owe me a new swimsuit, convict.”
Heeseung can’t catch his breath fast enough, having enough sense available to fall off to your side. he slaps at his face, ripping chunks of sweaty wet hair while groaning and shaking his head. “did that seriously just happen?”
the obnoxious snort you let out says enough. 
“good timing” you motion to your phone charging on his bedside table, noting a car door slamming shut outside. “my mom’s home.” 
pulling back on the t-shirt you came in with, you tap the tip of his nose, winking as you head out. “maybe we can actually play Monopoly next time?”
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Jake: ran into your neighbor at the grocery store earlier, she’s having a party tonight.
Heeseung: I can’t go that far without setting off the bracelet.
Jake: oh yeah..
Heeseung: you want to go, right?
Jake: everyone else is going..
Heeseung sighs, peering out of the window to see you unloading the trunk of your parent’s car, full of snacks and drinks. smiting the bracelet that glows back at him more and more angry with each blink.
Heeseung: have fun.
he turns off his phone, lunging onto his bed to bury his face in a pillow and scream. 
of course everyone’s going, why were you having a party anyway? who could you possibly even know to invite?!
“Jake, that’s who.” he says, kicking at his bed annoyed.
exactly.
Jake, who stands by a table decorated with red solo cups, filled up with an assortment of cranberry and orange vodka, colorful jello shots and gummy bears to add a festiveness to it all.
Heeseung grumbles, stuffing his face with the half-empty bag of chips in his lap as he watches his friend chat up different girls. something they could both be doing if not for this stupid DUI.
“ohhh, it’s the Aussie.” you voice loudly, approaching the familiar face you met the other day.
Jake swallows down the drink he’s been boredly whooshing around in his mouth, eyes perked up as he takes in the barely there skin-tight dress perfectly hugging your curves. “woah..”
“I clean up nicely, right?” giving him a twirl, he catches your dress lifting up from the breeze enough to see the tops of your thighs, where your ass meets and rounds out. landing back on your toes with a wink, aware that many eyes at the party and nearby were currently on you. 
“very..very nice..” Jake whispers, glancing over his shoulder toward Heeseung’s house. a small pang of guilt pinching at his chest, quickly forgotten when your hand wraps around one of his biceps.
“wanna dance?” you ask, wide-eyed, hopeful. making it impossible for him to come up with an excuse fast enough, not that he intended to.
“of course.”
Jake knows his best friend must be watching, but that’s not enough to stop him from rolling his hips against yours. he doesn’t catch your eyes shooting toward Heeseung’s window, nor the malevolent behavior you’ve kept up all night while purposely dragging yours fingers down different guys chest; giggling demurely with your hand over your mouth as you sneak another look toward the shadow behind the glass.
“you left too fast the other day.” you say, adding a sweet flirtatiousness to your tone.
“did I?” one of his hands slips lower, tickling the visible skin peeking out on the slits tracing up to the tops of your thighs. “I’m sure you two found something to do without me.”
“I’m sure we could have found something else, better suited for 3..” 
Jake doesn’t miss how you slot one of your thighs between his, strategically nudging the top of your knee against the rough fabric of his jeans lining his crotch.
Heeseung sitting alone sulking in his bedroom crosses his mind, licking at his lower lip annoyed that he can’t help but think about his best friend. he sighs, gripping onto your hips with more strength to stop you from rubbing against him.
“maybe we..”
“Jake..” minty licks of breath pass from your mouth to his, mixing with fruity bitter alcohol lingering on his tongue. the tip of his nose grazes against your upper lip, head slowly inching closer, eyelids growing heavier with heat condensation as he takes a deep breath, readying himself to capture your mouth..
a bolt of aggressively loud music jolts your bodies apart, crazed and shocked by the sudden blast of sound that shouts out from speakers placed on the balcony of the house beside yours. an ugly sound of screeching accompanying the off-putting beats and tunes that ring out. the complete opposite to the chill summer playlist you’d worked hard on curating last night.
“ugh!” you groan out. forgetting about Jake in favor of charging across to where your backyard meets the house next doors. easily finding the visual of Heeseung laughing to himself from behind the window with the same binoculars in hand as he searches for your annoyed face, scanning from Jake to the rest of your confused partygoers glancing around.
a slam of hard sole protected feet hitting the balcony near his bed shifts his attention, spotting you trudging into his opened window, ripping the power cords of his speakers out until the music completely cuts. 
“hey hey!” he runs over, binoculars dropping to his feet to grasp your wrists instead. “that was expensive!”
“so is my party!” you argue, whining for him to let go of you.
“yeah, well you looked bored.” he retorts, holding your arms by your sides. “more focused on me than your stupid party.”
“so you were watching me.” you say accusingly, shoving your chest forward to add intimidation. 
“I—“ Heeseung stutters, letting go of your arms and stepping back. “was just, checking in..”
“yeah?” you continue to walk toward him, coercing him to step backward until the backs of his knees meet the edge of his bed. “for how long now? days? weeks? how long have you just been checking in?”
nervously gulping, he shakes his head. “it’s not like that, I swear! I just..”
“spit it out Heeseung!” 
“I like you!” he glowers, fumbling with his hands anxiously. “I’m not just..watching you like some pervert.”
he meets your less than convinced expression, sighing and nodding. “of course that’s part of it! you’re hot, okay?! but..”
Heeseung stands straight, motioning toward the window. “it’s like going to class for example— there’s a new girl, she’s pretty. she’s really fucking pretty. everyone gets caught up in their routines, studying, sharing daily gossip, rushing to finish their assignments for the next period. but I’m just watching you, wondering what you’re like. what your hobbies are, what you hate.. if you’d hate me..”
he huffs, ignoring the harsh expression continuing to twist your eyebrows together. “sometimes you look like you’re trapped, and I wonder what’s stopping you from going out. I wonder why you stay home and hang out by yourself so much. I watch you unpackage new books with a smile on your face, spending hours reading through one, and I wish I could do the same. I think about going over, hanging out with you, I don’t know, maybe we’d be friends... I’m just watching you.”
tension leaves your face, returning your features to their usual softness. shoulders falling back into a relaxed position, taking a step forward until your knees meet his. 
“that’s either..the sweetest, or creepiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Heeseung prepares to apologize, caught off guard by your lips smacking into his. instinctively gripping onto your waist to deepen the kiss, lured deeper in by the cool mint swirling around your tongue. 
moans you have memorized play prettily, pouring out between each wet lap of his tongue exploring through your mouth. sitting down, he helps you straddle onto his lap with ease. catching his breath while complimenting how good you look.
“you always look good.” he adds, feeling up the material of your dress attached to your skin by pools of sweat. 
Jake stumbles onto the balcony as you had minutes ago, clinging to the ledge in a way he has for many years when sneaking out with the excuse of having a sleepover at Heeseung’s house to cover his ass.
“Jake!” his best friend’s voice echoes, tinged with shock.
“what..” 
it’s likely the incriminating position he finds the two of you in can only mean one thing, with your legs spread open around Heeseung’s hips and ass planted against a noticeable bulge tenting up from his basketball shorts. deducing that you hadn’t fallen and landed like this coincidentally by the look of sheer guilt flashing across your face.
“what are the two of you doing?” he hiccups, smearing the back of his hand against heavy eyelids. warmth and buzz from alcohol continues to rise heat up from his chest to the expanse of his throat, speckled with a flush of reds and pinks. the shades only intensified by the amount of thick heat filling his friend’s bedroom, most of it radiating from your connected bodies.
“it’s..” Heeseung squints, squeezing your waist. “we..”
“we’re having fun.” you interrupt, adding a coy look his way with hidden meaning. “no reason we can’t all have fun together, right?”
fun. fun together.
Jake’s head tilts in question, noting the difference in size between you and Heeseung, from his hands nearly belting your waist to long legs stretched open beneath you, comfortably adjusted to sit pretty on his lap.
thoughts reel much too fast all at once, scatterbrained and just coherent enough to understand your cocked brow intends more suggestion than playing some console game.
“fun?” he takes a few steps forward, the tips of his fingers tickling up from your bare shoulder blade to the back of your neck. “what exactly did you have in mind?”
Jake’s hold turns rough as he ends the question, trailing up to bunch your hair in a tight fist. he yanks and tugs your head side to side, smoothing the tip of his tongue across his dry upper lip to leave it red, shiny and tempting.
Heeseung catches on to the dynamic the two of you have clearly fallen into, dragging one of his hands upward, brushing past your chest to cup the front of your throat. “think you can go around fucking everyone you want?”
the lock around your neck makes it harder to breathe, harshly huffing in hot air that collects sweat on your upper lip easily, with hooded eyes you weakly nod, pushing against the girth pressed up against your ass. 
“that’s so slutty,” Jake sneers, ripping at your scalp with another rough pull. “that’s what you want though, isn’t it?”
“walking around all summer in nothing but the tiniest bikinis..” Heeseung mumbles, pressing closer to lick across your collarbone. “you knew we were watching you. you did it on purpose, and you still want more?”
“you perverts were the ones jerking off together.” you manage to get out, attempting to catch your breath when Heeseung’s fingers loosen around your neck. “disgusting little boys that don’t know how to control their hormones.”
“you still let me cum on you,” Heeseung whispers, tracing your chin with a pattern of kisses.
“only on? and here I thought that good little whore’s always swallow.” Jake sneers, a little perturbed by how quick you were to run off to argue with Heeseung, only to find you in a compromising position.
“we do. you want me to swallow?” you ask, hazily watching his face from upside down with your head pulled back. “then show me why you deserve it.”
Jake’s tongue pokes from the corner of his lip, fascinated and amused by your assertiveness. he pulls harder at your hair until you follow his arm and land on your bottom onto Heeseung’s bed. 
“that little twirl you gave me earlier..” he falls to his knees, prying your thighs open in front of his face. the smallest cloth, poor excuse for underwear covers your cunt. soaked through, wetness smeared on your inner thighs. he huffs a laugh, observing your contorted features, the way you tremble beneath his touch. “showing off this dress that barely covers your ass.”
Heeseung helps by gathering your dress up, lifting it to slowly unveil your stomach convulsing; twitching with anticipation and excite. using his other hand to cup the back of your head, he lifts you, straining your spine to watch how his best friend peels off your drenched stringy panties. 
“so wet for us,” Jake says, pleased by how your thighs stay open. 
the bridge of his nose drags between your folds, slick pours free, dribbling down to his mouth where the tip of his tongue lavs up the driblets. “so fucking good.”
his face drops, lips pursed as he greedily slurps your folds clean. the ridges of his mouth tickling against your smooth flesh, awakening nerves desperate for a touch. your legs tense up, clenching and unclenching anticipating what he’ll do next. building up tormenting waves of pleasure with precise strokes of his pout grazing up and down nastily, covering his chin and nose in slick arousal.
breathing becomes more difficult, chest erratically lifting under Heeseung’s hands that have found their way to your breasts, aiding in overstimulating your senses, a heavy palm cups and squeezes at the fat mounds between his fingers, leaving your dress to slip down around your waist. 
the backs of your thighs strain, hoisted up for Jake to glide in even deeper. tongue pushing past your entrance with a strong wiggle. lewd sounds draw up, expelling more and more wetness to stream down his chest. the mixture of heady sweat and arousal landing on his neck like a coat of gloss.
he latches onto your clit, grazing his teeth along the bundle of nerves until your toes pat the backs of his shoulders, delivering little kicks that grow stronger with each repeated suck he gives. 
Jake pushes at the pits of your knees more, crunching your stomach muscles to collapse together as he takes in your rim, fluttering too pretty for him to ignore. the visual more than enough to bury his face between your ass, rolling his tongue around, collecting spit from the back of his throat to dangle. pushing it in when your hole gives, relaxing around the muscle allowing him to further lick in.
“ugh!” Heeseung knows that’s a different type of moan, high and loud, flushing down your chest with humiliation. ashamed by how much you’re enjoying a tongue in your ass, he grins wolfishly, pinching your nipple harshly for extra torture.
“cum—I—I’m..ahh, p-please—“
Jake’s nose grazes back up, peppering kisses on your pulsating hole, two fingers circle your rim. tongue seething back inside, gently working up to a faster motion that has you screaming. punching and gripping at your sides as you shake your head. “n-no-no! need, need to!”
Heeseung can’t help but notice how your eyes won’t stop rolling back, thighs clamped around Jake’s head ferociously. drawing his jaw to snap open as much as he can and sink his tongue to push deeper between you velvety walls.
he knows you’ll cum soon, egging you on by prodding his nose into your cheek. he nods, jerking the back of your neck as he tells you to watch. 
“look at him eating your pussy like it’s all he knows how to do.” he lilts, lowly rattling from his chest, exposing your throat for his teeth to bury into. demanding you keep watching.
“think you deserve to cum?” his taunting questions laced with mockery. nipping your chin, he moves behind you, choking around your throat to bend you closer, fully trained on the tip of Jake’s nose incessantly brushing your clit.
“please please!” you start to sing like a broken record, bursting into tears. toes curled, corded muscles in your calves aching from how tightly locked you are. climax ready to race through your veins, fisting at the bed topper wrinkled by your hips. the tongue inside of you curls up, just right, applying the perfect amount of pressure..
“Jake, stop.” Heeseung commands in a stern tone. shifting his eyes from your lower half to your pleading face. a twinkling gaze admires your distraught wrecked appearance. disheveled hair, swollen bit lips, tracks of tears and sweat rolling down your cheeks. 
he bends closer to your face, dragging two fingers across your blubbering mouth. “you wanna cum?”
all you can do is blink, spiraling down from your lost orgasm, twitching on the bed painfully. 
“I asked you a question.” wet fingers tap at your cheek, jerking your eyes to open wide and look at him. soft edges of his face harder under dim light; fooling you to believe his usual delicate looks could never change. 
“yes..please please.” 
Heeseung’s sitting you up, distracting you with kisses as sounds explode around you. clothing ripped off to land strewn on the floor, bodies moving about, repositioning with Jake laid out, eagerly stretching his arms above his head.
“how do you want it?” fingers trace down your spine, dipping between your buttcheeks to circle your wet rim. he pokes in just enough to feel a stretch, to hear you whimper, nodding your head maniacally. “all at once?”
“please, please Hee..”
sticky skin pulls apart like velcro detaching, settling your weight on top of Jake with Heeseung’s hot soaked chest pressed to your back, motioning for you to get comfortable how you want. 
Jake’s cock feels thick in your hold, gliding the tip between your folds. gasping and sighing with each catch of his slit against your entrance.
“ready..”
lining up to your entrance, Jake buries inside of you first. thick girth stretching your slicked up walls to fit his size easily. relief stricken as you settle, opening and shutting your hands into balled up fist when Heeseung brings two spit-coated fingers down to circle your rim.
pain curls up your spine before he can even push the tip of his cock through. the width making your hole flutter nervously.
“relax..” he says softly, popping inside your ass with fingers wrapped at the base of his length. losing his cool stature the more you grip and squeeze at him. “just like that, you’re doing so good.”
Heeseung’s breath feels like flames burning from your nape to the column of your throat, incinerating your whines before they can even fully escape. he’s so deep, jutting his front against your ass only to let you feel how good he stretches you out. 
“too much?” it’s lower than a whisper along the back of your ear, asked with concern. nibbling along your earlobe when you shake ‘no’.
“more more,” you nod with speed, whining through clenched teeth when Heeseung’s thick fingers graze your chest. pinching and tweaking your hardened nipples the more you beg. 
“why should we let you cum?” Heeseung asks, louder, loud enough for Jake to hear. easily turning the tables to have you shivering, shaking your head with clenched fists.
“please, please d-don’t..”
“we could just keep you like this..” his palms smooth lower, dipping the tips of his thumbs into your navel, cupping at the bulge extending your lower stomach out in this position. he presses in, pushing against the shape earning grunt from his friend below, a cracked wail out of you. manipulating the lower part of your stomach that meets your mound to rub and jerk off the length protruding.
“you like to play, right?” Heeseung blinks away droplets of sweat raining down his forehead. vision blurring further each time you clamp around him, your back vibrating against his chest tremor after tremor. 
“why should I let you cum?” his nose traces from your damp nape to the top of your jaw, collecting sweat along the way with a drag of his tongue. “only good girls get to cum, are you a good girl?”
the sound of anguish and pleasure you let out has Jake’s eyes rolling back. his digits buried in your hips deep enough to leave marks of fingerprints. he can’t take it anymore, whining, losing control with a roll of his hips. 
“I am! I am!” you plead, sniveling like a brat. knowing you pushed and teased Heeseung for weeks in hopes of this moment. “I’m a good girl.”
he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him as he glides out to the tip, pupils blown wide and dark, filling the whites of his eyes. “you know what good girls do best? they get fucked.”
pelvic bone slaps against your bottom, sending you to hunch forward, toppling over completely if not for Heeseung’s arms circling your waist. he bucks up, burying the entirety of his length back inside. struggling to thrust faster because of how tight you feel, suffocating his size with immense heat and suction. 
“feel good?” he says, panting breathlessly, swallowing sweat that won’t stop pouring from down your face to your jawline.
“yesyesyesyes!” coherency evades your head, surged by a flood of heat. stimulated from both ends by the body pressed to your back working you up and down both of their cocks. the pressure of Jake’s length hitting hard with each grind against him. they feel too good, too good in different ways.
“I’ll work for it,” you start to spew, flattening your palms on Jake’s chest for some type of balance. rocking your lower half against theirs with more weight to drive them mad. the two cursing and groaning, Heeseung’s tone dropping with his face hiding in your neck. “anything, anything..”
“yeah?” Heeseung sounds broken, voice cracking, trying to stave off how good you feel around him. how tight, wet and hot you grip onto him. how good you take it, begging and begging for more. “make him cum first.”
pleading eyes glancing back at him do nothing to help you, Heeseung tethers your arms behind your back, wrists clamped together in one of his hands. taking a hold of your shoulder to push you down on Jake’s cock faster.
he chants for you to take take take, bounced up and down by the force applied on your limbs. the two working in unison to chase their highs. 
pushing at your back, he forces your face to land between Jake’s chest. panting breathlessly, sucking in salty sweat that's pooled in the divots of his pecs. hip bones pound against your ass, pummeling you to fuck both of them harder with each hit. 
“fuck!” your cry gets muffled, Jake’s arms thrown around your neck pressing your nose deeper into the dollops of sweat. he thrusts harshly, using his hug on your figure to leverage his lower half, grunting as he tries to catch his breath. 
“sofuckinggood, pussy so fucking good for me.” 
Heeseung’s mostly gone still, letting Jake take free reign to fuck you how he needs, cock splitting in and out of you. pushing more and more slick to splash and heat a pathway down to his balls with the absurd amount of sweat that won’t stop dripping.
“so messy, big fucking mess you’ve made.” he keens, doing his best to quill the orgasm itching down his gut, churning up his chest at a higher speed the more you clench around him. 
“please!! please cum, please!” your sobbing cries rush through him spine to balls. slamming your body down in a frantic sloppy motion to ride his cock faster. brutally thrusting up faster and faster, pushing whimpered moans from your mouth between choked coughs and wails. 
“f-fuck..” he grits, lowering his palms to your ass. clapping back onto Heeseung’s cock still filling you from the back. he’s so so fucking close, burying all the way inside of you with one more thrust. his back arches, waist lifting up from the bed painfully. cumming hard enough to empty his lungs as he coughs and wheezes for air. 
Heeseung doesn’t wait, hooking the backs of your arms together. he hauls you up again, pressed to his chest to fully take his size. muttering a reminder that you don’t get to cum until he does.
his initial thrusts have your body freezing up, overstimulated and sensitive from being edged for so long now. reaching between your thighs, he slaps your core, making you squeal and gush tears. 
“ask for it, what do you want?” hot breath fans your cheek, jerked to fuck back on his length by his arm trapping you, working your ass to fully take him.
“c-cum..wa-want cum.” shattered little cracks sound between your begging, completely fucked out. willing to do anything to feel a white wash of heat empty your brain.
“fuck your ass, taking my cock like this?” he bites out. hips canting fiercely into your backside, nibbling up your jaw to mutter against your earlobe. “so fucking nasty, begging me to fuck your ass full of cum.”
eyes roll to the back of your head, nodding dumbly to everything he says. bounced against the pistoning slam of his hips that won’t stop until he gets what he wants.
“Hee…need it, need you! need to fe—“ your pathetic begging pushes him over the edge. growling as he delivers three more pointed rough thrusts.
“fuck, oh fuck” deep grunts break into moans, face falling to your shoulder, cock pressed deep in your ass; releasing long strings of white cum as he whimpers and moans into your ear. going on and on about how good you take it, how amazing you feel, words jumbled together making no type of sense.
“Hee, please! I c-can’t!”
a palm slaps on your pussy, snickering about how much you whine. good girls know how to control themselves.
his fingers rub exactly where you need, side to side against your swollen clit, playing you like a toy. “this is what you wanted? this what you waited for?”
“yes! yes!” your legs quiver, lifting your hips up as you writhe in his hold. fingers viscously rub at your clit, drawing your orgasm up with heightened speed. “oh fuckk!”
a hot gush of liquid spills out from behind Heeseung’s palm. spraying out a mess of slick arousal and remnants of cum all over Jake’s stomach. drops of release reaching high enough to hit his chest and chin. reduced down to a snotty sobbing mess as you lock around the wrist continuing to flick between your legs. “c-can’t!”
Heeseung murmurs something inaudible to your foggy ears, teething at your neck as he glides a messy drenched hand up your stomach. smoothing the excess release up and down your chest and sides.
“clean it up.” Heeseung orders with a nod to the mess you’ve made. digging his fingers deep into your hair, he scratches against your scalp as he lowers your mouth to the slop of cum decorating the etched lines of Jake’s abdomen. “..like a good girl.”
whatever he says doesn’t matter anymore, too fucked out to process or care, your tongue loll’s out like a thirsty animal. lapping up your juices mixed with white sticky release. Jake whimpers, sucking air between his teeth, unable to help the twitch his length gives while watching you suck and slurp up everything. nasty, absolutely filthy. sweating down on his bare chest with his best friend’s cock still lodged deep in your ass.
“fuck.” he sighs, defeteaed and strung out. head turning side to side in disbelief of what just happened.
“come here,” Heeseung says, softer now, without releasing your hair as he maneuvers you to sit back up. pinching your chin to face him, muttering for you to show him the sloppy mess still coating your tongue. 
hooded eyes sink deep into his skin, landing forehead to forehead with you before shoving his tongue against yours. the entire act obscene, absolutely depraved, licking your mouth clean. swallowing down each drop of saliva and cum that spills past your parted lips. inhaling the guttural moans you let out despite how much you tighten up around him.
he keeps kissing you for a moment longer, finishing with a peck on your Cupid’s bow before asking if it’s okay to move now. cum bubbles from your rim as he glides free, taking time to ease the discomfort for you, littering wet kisses on your shoulder. 
“Hee..” whispering, you peek at him shyly, almost fearfully.
“good girl, the best.” he says with a proud smile, helping you lower to lay between him and Jake. brushing soaked hair away from your face, he sighs, chuckling softly at the music still drifting through the window from your party.
“this is crazy.” you let out an exhilarated laugh, sweat drenched and exhausted.
“hmm?” Heeseung mumbles. “what is?”
“really wanted to fuck two guys this summer, at the same time.”
Jake lets out a huge scoff, lifting his head enough to fix you with an offended look. “you used us?!”
“absolutely not.” you correct, lips quirking side to side. “maybe.”
Heeseung swallows, breaking into an uncontrollable laugh. “you know, this wasn’t what I had in mind for my first threesome, but I think I’d do it all over again.”
“I mean,” you turn to face him, trailing up his stomach muscles to his chest. “I’m ready to go again whenever you are.”
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LOVE AT HARRYWEEN
yikes this is bad but i wanted to post a little something
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"Is it beetlejuice?"
"Nope, It's not."
You were currently trying to get your boyfriend to fold and tell you his costume for his very own fancy dress party, Harryween. However, your plan wasn't working because no matter how hard you insisted, he kept refusing to tell you.
"Come on baby, give a little hint at least," you pleaded again, giving him your best puppy eyes. "It's going to make you horny, that's the hint," he sent a wink your way and you rolled your eyes at his cockiness, but you knew he wasn't lying, whatever he put on was going to make you go all horny and flustered.
"That's barely a hint, you know whatever you do makes everyone horny," and before he could give you another cocky remark, you continued "Besides, I showed you my costume weeks ago, It's only fair that I get to see yours too." you got closer yo him, grabbing his arms and wrapping them around your waist, and the look he gave you made you think that we was enjoying watching you get impatient.
“You let me see your costume because you’re a doll and you love me,” he grabbed your chin to peck your lips quickly before continuing “Stop being an impatient little thing, honey, just a couple more hours before the show starts.” you rolled your eyes again at your boyfriend’s words, he could blame you for being impatient, but that’s the way you were built.
“Whatever, if you’re not going to tell me I’m going to bribe Lambert into doing it,” you got out of his hold and grabbed turned on your heels, when you felt his hand come in touch with your bum in a playful way, “Good luck with that, sweetheart.” you turned your head and saw the huge smirk on his face.
He was a complete tease.
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You decided to get ready at yours and Harry’s LA home instead of Kia Forum’s backstage, you wanted to take time with your makeup and hair so your costume was on point.
For this year, you decided to go as a cheerleader, but your top had “HS” engraved in the front with sequins and beads. It was safe to say that Harry went nuts when you showed it to him.
With your VIP lanyard around your neck and your pom poms in hand you made your way around Kia Forum. You took the opportunity to greet some fans, compliment their costumes, ride the ferris wheel and enjoy the pre show buzz.
When it was time, you made your way to your designated place at the back of the pit, deciding to not stop by backstage and just get the first glimpse of Harry’s costume when he came out on stage, like the rest of the fans.
Lovie: Aren’t you going to stop by to give me a good luck shag xx”
YN: Nope, rockstar. Hurry up we’re all waiting for you
Lovie: You’re a tease. Stay close where I can see you x
You let out a small laugh as you texted your boyfriend, if he had teased you about his costume all week long, it was only fair that you skipped his beloved pre show make out sessions.
To say that your impatience grew by the second was a correct statement, you were dying to see his costume once and for all and cut the mystery, and it was when the melodies from “You’re the one that I want” and you got a glimpse of Sarah’s big Sandy wig that it clicked.
He was going to be Danny Zuko, your lifetime crush from your favorite movie, Grease.
And then he made his appearance on stage, with his proper Danny Zuko hair, leather jacket, eyeliner and black jeans.
You couldn’t wait for the show to be over to give him the post show shag of his life.
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Hi, i like your yandere series.. I’m not sure if you have done it yet, I would like to request what if reader falls in love with yandere cod after being kidnapped?
Tq 🫶🏻🫶🏻
what if reader falls inlove with yandere cod after being kidnapped?
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warnings: stockholm syndrome, angst, yandere behaviour, obsessive behaviour, brief kidnapping mention, guilt tripping, manipulative behaviour: i do not condone any yandere behaviour, this is all fiction.
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ghost is the yandere who will guilt trip you into loving him, he has a plan, a plan thats been set out and in action ever since he first kidnapped you.
he'll make sure you're happy, whether thats watching tv - with simon of course - or maybe it's playing a puzzle. "enjoying that, hm?" his voice beamed happily behind you, watching over you waiting for you to place the next piece. you nodded your head, "yes, thank you." he smiled broadly at you.
or on movie nights he'd let you pick, "what movie d'you want?" he'd ask, your head rested on his chest. "can we watch a horror?" your eyes looked into his, as he smirked. "'course." he knew you'd be cuddling up to him in a matter on minutes.
the first time he heard you admit it, it felt like his heart that was once broken and cold had been fixed and warmed up. he was lying down in bed, "goodnight baby, i love you." he'd squeeze your cheeks. "i love you too." he didn't notice immediately, but seconds after he looked down at you with wide eyes.
this was part of his plan, why was he so shocked now? this was what he wanted. for you to love and give in to him, and now it finally happened.
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soap is a love bomber, he's kinda forceful with it. forcing you to mutter out, "love you." before he'd leave you be. maybe demanding for you to sit on his lap and kiss him while he mutters in your ear, "i love you so much!" and if you didn't immediately respond with a "love you too." he'd guilt trip you.
"what? you don't love me, lass?" hs leaned back, his head tilted to the side as his menacing eyes stared into yours. "love you, johnny-" his lips would crash against yours.
but of course, everyone knows the difference between; "love you" and "i love you." one has more of a emotional attachment to it.
"goodnight, bonnie. i love you." he'd mumble, pulling you closer to him. over time you had grown closer to him, maybe it was the lack of human interaction with more than just johnny, but eventually you gave in to him. "i love you, johnny..." you'd cry into his chest, desperate for anyone to love you, to speak to you and remind you that you alive and not dead.
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price is a bit aggressive with his love. doing paperwork he'd ground you on his lap, demanding you to show him even a ounce of love. "you're a good girl, y'know?" he utter out in your ear, continuing with his paperwork.
or on other days, he'd please you. massaging your back - we all know how that ends - of playing with your hair, brushing it out.
anytime he'd see you a smile would be stuck on his face, unable to remove it. permanent when he was with you. "john?" you ask, his ears perked at your voice as he turned his head towards you. "yes, my love?" his eyes full of care. "do you really mean it when you say you love me?" the only reason you'd ask this was because you, who had been kidnapped, were starting to fall for him.
"of course i do, why would you ask that?" his hands grabbed your face, cupping your cheeks and giving a peck to your forehead. "i... just, i love you too." his eyes lit up at your words, finally, you loved him. he kissed you aggressively, longing on for a bit before pulling away. "i'm so happy you said that, dear."
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gaz is a manipulated. he will manipulate you, and morph your feelings into what he wants. it's a bit selfish, but he can't help it. kidnapping for your own benefit is selfish, he knows that.
one night he had let you outside to star gaze with him, something you had begged him for the past several weeks. "thank you, kyle." you cuddle into his chest as a cold breeze came past you.
"y'know you mean a lot to me?" his voice was tired, laced with sleep as he pulled you into a kiss, slow and deep. "baby, i love you so much."
tears came to your eyes, you just wanted to be loved after being kidnapped. "please..-" you began, "i love you, please just love me too.-" you cried into his shoulder.
confused, he asked you, "baby? i do love you, what do you mean?" his voice calm and full with worry and concern. "then why are you slowly hurting me? slowly dragging me down? if you loved you wouldn't put me through the grief and pain of having to leave my family, my life. you don't actually love me." the wind blew, silence filled the air. only the leaves blowing was what could be heard, along with your cries.
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alejandro, a gaslighter at heart. anything you say will be misinterpreted into something else. something that'll benefit him.
anything you say will be morphed into something that he thinks is appropriate, "don't be selfish. you asked for this, some people don't get loved like you do."
he had made dinner, a traditional food that he loved. "eat up, mi princesa." he was glad to be sharing a favourite of his. you both spoke, the more you spoke them more you felt comfortable with him.
the tv was on, your face covered the screen with text underneath it. hs saw your eyes, widened with tears and mouth slightly agape. sudden appetite loss was present. "amor, please." he began as you stood up, "sit down." you complied, hiding your face with your hands.
he removed your hands, "i love you. say it with me." he begged, "alejandro please.." you didn't want to admit these feelings, pushing them away. "i love you too.."
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könig is a love bomber, making sure that you never feel unloved. he makes sure you know that your loved, kissing you anytime possible, his hands never leaving your body. "mausi.." he whispered in your ear as you cried.
you had been crying about your past, your once life that you loved so dearly had been ripped from your hands. "könig why!!" you begged, you loved him, you blamed him for falling in love. how much he cared and loved you only made you fall deeper.
your cursed yourself, how could you have fallen so low? fallen for a kidnapper, "kleiner hase, please don't push these feelings away. let them stay." könig pleaded with you.
"i don't understand, why me though?" confusion was all that you could think about, even through your tears that stained your puffy face. "because, i love you! you know this, i would never let you feel unloved. prinzessin, i would do anything for you. anything you want, just i can't have you go, i couldn't bare to be without you." his voice rung your ears, your heart warmed at his words but your brain gagged at the idea. "i just...- i know that, i know you love me. but, what i can't understand is why i love you!!"
his hands shook as his smile widened, "you love me?! really? baby i love you so much, it's unimaginable." he squeezed you to his chest, his heart beating a thousand times at once. you whined, gripping at his shirt. he wiped his eyes, you realised he was crying. "you love me."
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graves is pure evil, will gaslight you and manipulate you into loving him whilst telling you everything you apparently said.
"you said you loved me a few days ago, go on, say it again." a lie came out his mouth, you never admitted that. never thought you would, "i don't think i did..." you uttered quietly, "so you don't love me, hm? after everything i do for you." his voice was laced with anger, not getting his way. a spoilt brat at heart. "all of this..." he gestured around him. "this is for you, yet you don't appreciate it." he backed you against the couch, sitting you down as he stood infront of you.
"phillip- please..." you pleaded with him, not wanting to admit that you were so desperate for any love. "admit it, we both know it." phillip demanded you, you whined and shook, a few stray tears fell down your face as you covered them. "i..." you began, "i love you." finally, admitted it. a weight was taken off your shoulders only for another to be placed. "that's it doll, we love eachother. don't we?"
your eyes were wet, cheeks glistened from the light. "of course we do..." you leaned into him. "we love eachother."
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Hi! First of all I love your writing and I hope you are healthy! May I ask hc of young gojo in hs in which reader(fem) is his classmate and she is intelligent,polite and stronger than him and she is short and a little manipulative she looks like a doll . Gojo fell for her but she doesn't respond? I'm sorry if this is long please take your time. Thank you!
I’m doing well! hope you’re doing good too. 🫂
I hope I did this right??!!?!!! I loved writing this, just having a man that is right in your palm and completely infatuated with you is a need. 😫
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Gojo who cant take his eyes off you during class. strands of hair framing your face as you write something down in the book infront of you. everything is placed neatly on your desk your pencil case it’s neatly filled with pastel highlighters and pens and a half filled water bottle is placed on the right corner of your desk. gojo sits on the other side of the room with his head resting on his hand as he stares in awe. his peace is rudely interrupted when his bestfriend Getou walks in, taking the seat directly next to you. Gojo watches as you smile up at his bestfriend giggling at his jokes and helping him with questions.
Gojo who writes down word for word what you say when answering a question in class. your hand is always the first to shoot up and although he knows the answer he always lets it be that way so he can hear your voice. once the class is over he walks up to you as you gather your belongings placing them in you bag. He can’t get over how small you are compared to him, his tall frame towering over you as you look up at him batting your lashes. ‘hey doll’ he says as you continue packing up. ‘don’t Gojo’ you simply state not even moving your focus from your bag. ‘what? come on I just wanna talk to you’ he chuckled following you as you walk out of class. ‘Gojo don’t start with me’ you say poking his chest slightly pushing him back.
Gojo who has no idea why you never even give him the time of day. Other girls throw themselves at him yet you hold your ground pushing him away. he knows you’re perfect and way better then him and in ways he knows he doesn’t deserve you but how he dreams about you and thinks non stop about how he’d treat you and kiss your soft lips. what he doesn’t know is that you also think about him all of the time but know he’s a douche and doesn’t mean most of what he says so you think it’s best just to ignore him and carry on with life. but you can’t help but think about him sometimes when your alone at night, his frame ontop of you as you arch in his touch.
Gojo who can’t help but pester you all day. from following you around the school and trying to partner up with you during classes and trying to message you non stop asking if you’re okay. He just finds you so cute when you walk into class, the ponytail on your head swaying as you walk. your glasses on your nose and your lips covered in a tinted gloss. you say Hi to your teacher and a few other students before going to your own desk, placing everything neatly in its place. you can feel his gaze burning into you. you turn to face him, his lips turn up into a smile and he waved at you. the blindfold covering his eyes living up his hair and letting it fall over the fabric. you give him a wave back showing him a sweet smile just so you can tease him a little.
Gojo who falls to your tricks. he urges for those little acts of attention you provide him weather it would be a short wave or a hand on his shoulder he can’t help but crave it. you laugh as you practically have him in the palm of your hand. the short amount of attention you provide him you double to his bestfriend laughing extra hard at jokes just to see the annoyed expression on Gojos face. but he has no idea, he can’t get over how incredibly innocent you are, you must have no idea what you do to him right? not even when most of his friends tell him he’s too far deep, he doesn’t care he knows what he wants and he knows he’ll get it.
Gojo who watches as you smile to people in the corridors holding open doors. the seemingly i simple use of manners only making him more infatuated with you. The way you stride with a confidence he’s never seen before and how his hand is twice the size of yours only leads him to thinking things he shouldn’t. ‘hey wait up’ he shouts as you walk out of class. ‘what gojo’ you say looking up at him through your glasses. ‘I told you before call me Satoru’ he says with a smile. ‘okay Satoru what do you want’ you reply making sure the emphasise his name. ‘I want to take you out’ he shrugs hope you’d be as easy as the other girls. you laugh at his words shaking your head before walking down the corridor with him running to catch up with you.
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TABLE TENNIS — KIM DONGHYUN
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☆ when vandalizing your seat by writing how you’re done with love creates more vandalism by a response the next day in blue sharpie.
STARRING ≻ schoolmate! leehan x gn! reader (guest star : danielle of nwjns) GENRE ≻ romcom small angst hs au heavily inspired by that one scene from ‘para sa hopeless romantic' (PLEASE U GUYS SHOULD WATCH IT, ITS SO GOOD) CONTAINS ≻ vandalism (duh) so many timestamps and im sorry abt it WORD COUNT ≻ 682 (not proofread im sorry i gave up on using grammar checkers)
🗯️ sona's back with the weird ass titles??? dont know a slick about bnd but here i am. hope you’ll like this anon 😊
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You're done with love.
This is the fourth time you've gone on a date with some weird guy. They keep getting worse every time. Your first date couldn't stop talking and not letting you say a word, followed by your second one, who didn't want to pay for his food, and your third one, well, he couldn't stop calling you insecure—when you weren't. If your friend sets you up on another one, you might as well just go for the first one.
She shows you Instagram profiles of other boys who find you interesting—from what she's heard by others. You interrupt her and slightly push her phone away from your face.
"Y/N, trust me, they're not going to be as bad as the others!" She urges.
"You said that last time. I'm done, Danielle." You clicked on the top of your pen and started jotting words down on your wooden desk.
'I'M DONE WITH LOVE!'
You pointed out your writing on the table to Danielle, making her roll her eyes.
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'Wow, emo. Are you heartbroken?'
Those were the words that were written below yours in blue sharpie when you walked into class the next day. You pulled out a pen and wrote down your response next to theirs.
'Not really. Men just irritate me. Speaking of which, are you a guy?'
Danielle walks in and sits next to you, observing that you're not only writing on your table but also smiling ear to ear.
"What's got you smiling now?"
"Look," you say, tapping on the ink engraved on the table, "someone replied to my vandal." She leans in to read your messages.
"Very modern," she sarcastically remarks. "Who knows, that could be the love of your life."
"You're crazy. What 'love of my life' are you talking about? We don't even know anything about them."
She nudges your arm after she puts her notebooks on her desk. "But, Y/N, admit it. You're excited," she teases.
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Leehan eagerly walks into class as it is about to start and quickly sits down in his seat to look at your response. He grins and looks around to see if any of his classmates saw him.
He waited for everyone to leave after his class ended. His friend urges him to leave with him so they'll do their project, but all he replies is that he'll follow along. As his friend left, he popped off the cap of his sharpie and replied to your message.
'Not all men, I'm different from them.'
You looked at the message and started writing your response as you waited for your teacher to start class.
"What if we skipped our next class? So we can see who's answering your messages," Danielle suggests.
"No way. We're going to be absent from our next class just because you're curious about who's answering."
"Nuh uh, it's for love."
From there, your conversations continued, with more of yours and his other friends being invested in this so-called love series.
'So you're a guy. Well, I hope you're different from them.'
'Hah! I'm a good boy :)'
'Really now?'
Danielle grabs your pen right after you finish writing, continuing your message with her writing.
'Really now? Do you have a girlfriend?'
'Nope. I don't think anyone would want to date me. What about you?'
She squeals at his response, lightly pushing you back and forth. "He's single, Y/N, he's single!" You scoff and ignore her antics.
'Me neither. My friend won't stop setting me up on dates.'
Leehan hasn't replied to your message since. He's afraid that this might be his last chance at love. He's been rejected by so many girls, all for the same reason.
He just wasn't good enough.
You thought the conversation ended there. It's been days since you last wrote that, and the ink is starting to fade. Danielle lost hope as well until the end of the week.
'Maybe she can set us up together?'
"Hurry up and ask for his name. I might know him!" she exclaims as you quickly write an answer.
'I'd love that. I'm Y/N.'
'Leehan :)'
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# dj childhood best friend
★ — chars ; akito
★ — notes ; hellohello!! i wasn't sure if u wanted it to be like. platonic. or friends to lovers. but my blog is mostly romantic relationships so i wrote it like that ... feel free to send me another req if u want a platonic ver tho !! i will try my best (^_^)7
★ — notes (2) ; written as reader's childhood dream was to be a dj , akito and reader drifted for a few years and met again in hs , friends to lovers (implied at the end) , gn reader , a LOT longer than i expected sorry
★ — requested by ; @azerethical
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★ shinonome akito :
to say akito was surprised when he saw you again was an understatement. the both of you were always together back when you were kids, then stopped talking during middle school.
naturally, after class, the both of you started catching up. about what happened these past few years... which made you reveal that you actually became a dj! have been for a while, too.
first off, he was actually impressed that you fulfilled your goal. not to mention supportive! he's still working on his, so seeing you achieve yours was pretty inspiring.
"huh, really? i still remember back when you'd always show me videos and kept talking about them. over, and over, and ove-"
that last part was to tease and make fun of how you acted as a kid, but it quickly backfired as you silenced him with a nudge on the shoulder.
akito even came to a venue that you'd be playing at, and lo and behold, you were absolutely astonishing at it. it wasn't surprising to him—you'd always mess around and cut papers into circles, pretending they were discs, so you had practice since childhood.
you looked so skilled and focus, it's like a completely different side to you that he found admirable. anyone could tell that this was your passion, but only akito knew how long you've wanted this.
of course he started talking about you to his unitmates! they've gotta know how cool his childhood friend is, right?
everyone was really impressed and found you cool, an especially! it's not a surprise that she keeps begging and begging and begging akito to let her meet you!
"please, please, please, let me meet them! c'mon, you can't just talk about [name] and not expect me to get excited!"
he tends to take videos of you while you're playing, showing it to the rest of his friends whenever they meet up or have practice.
eventually, when both of your schedules are free, he does introduce you guys to one another. of course, vbs welcomed you in open arms, wanting to hear you and akito's childhood.
"did you know he used to pee the bed until he turned-"
"[name]."
an was more than charmed, trying to get even more information about younger akito out of you. however, akito's glare was the main reason why you kept your mouth shut.
with how much time had passed since you last saw each other, you and akito decided to make up for the lost times and hang out frequently once more.
and more... and more... it was more than a common occurrence. maybe even every day...
at some point, it wasn't a surprise in your household to hear your mother ask if you were going to hang out with him, like back in the day.
not like akito was any different—he'd always invite you to watch his practices when you were free, just to ask for your opinion and possible criticism about his singing abilities. which you'd happily give, if any.
the rest of vbs caught on to his feelings after a few weeks. akito always seemed... so much brighter and more passionate when you were there, watching and cheering him on.
he did the same for you, obviously. after meeting, you and an exchanged numbers, and you invited her to watch you play as well.
and... the way akito looked as he was watching you perform was just...
"oho, don't you look lovestruck?"
"i am not, shut up."
to nobody's surprise, this led to an teasing and making fun of akito for the rest of your performance. not that you noticed.
now, akito was conflicted. yes, the both of you seemed a lot more free with each other, but what if you don't feel the same? it's not like you've recently become friends, you've been friends since you could walk. he doesn't want to ruin that. his head was literally spinning because of all of this.
... however, a little letter in his locker might change his mind. especially since a certain someone's initial at the bottom, letting him know exactly who put said letter there.
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Love me or hate me, both are in my favor (Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader [HS Academic rivals AU])
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Hiii! Ya girl is sick 🙃 but it’s okay! I wanted this chapter to be longer but I felt like it was taking too long to put out so I’m gonna just make the next one longer. Hope you enjoy! Not proofread.
(L/Y)- Last name.
Um, Shakespeare? Miguel and reader squabbling, cursing, nothing really tbh.
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Chapter 5: And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you
You felt a little delusional, having found yourself growing fond of the masked hero. But how could you not? He was so kind, offering to drop you off back to your room, he was probably just doing his job as the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, seeing you struggling to make your way across the campus while he was probably watching the streets, and saw you needed some help. But you’re just a girl, who were you to not allow yourself to be a bit delulu and pretend that the spider was in love with you?
Shaking your head, getting rid of the lingering thoughts of your favorite insect, your giddiness started to turn to annoyance when your mind shifted to your lovely (derogatory) English partner. What a jerk, leaving a poor injured girl on campus like that. Without even realizing it you start to compare the two in your head, despite not having interacted with the wall-crawling hero for more than an hour if you added both interactions together time-wise. It’s a bit of a silly comparison the more you sit on it, what would a loser like Miguel have in common with Spider-Man?
You drop the thoughts as you placed your headphones on and begin to listen to music, pulling out your math homework.
Miguel pulled his navy blazer all the way on, making sure the buttons on his white button up were down properly after having missed a button the first time. Half-hazardly making sure he didn’t trip over his untied shoelaces as he turned a corner and almost crashed with another student wandering the halls. Shouting a rushed apology as he adjusted his book bag over his shoulder again,having to make sure it didn’t fall as he went from corridor to corridor.
He didn’t have to be a genius to know that he was gonna get a ear full for abandoning you in the library, he'd be surprised if you even opened the door for him when he shows up to your room unannounced. Praying that him helping you back to it while in his spider persona will help earn him some brownie points if it’s it’s as Spider-Man and not… Miguel. You wouldn’t know the difference, sure but it was most just so he didn’t feel as guilty.
The fact he felt guilt towards you in anyway at all was a bit too much for him to fully process, Miguel wasn’t the type to sympathize with others despite his super alter-ego, so finding himself go out of his way for the girl that has made his academic career a living hell since the 6th grade was… a lot to say the least. Dwelling on it for more than a few seconds was enough to make his temples begin to pulse with tension. So he’ll push it down into the caverns of his mind where he’ll abandon the thoughts until they vanish completely, although that task was difficult to do when he was forced into such close proximity to you due to this stupid, and in his opinion unnecessary assignment. But… no point in tanking either of your grade point averages because of his stubborn pride.
He hadn’t even realized he had arrive in front of your door because of all of his thoughts running rampant, deciding to wait for a second before knocking, telling himself that it’s so he doesn’t look completely out of breath, swinging from downtown to your dorm, then back to his just to ran back to yours, and not to help him prolong the upcoming conversation with you.
He knocked after finally recomposing him, shuffling his weight on his feet as he waited, a tick he’s picked up from his brother. There was no answer, so he knocked again, a bit louder now. He knew you weren’t asleep already, it was too early for you to be asleep. He subconsciously released a breath he didn’t know he was holding when he heard the faint muffled sound of sheets shuffling, before footsteps then being met face-to-face with you. It was obvious it took you a second to register his presence, your small smiling face slowly forming into your usual scowl when you were around him.
“Hey-wait-wait!.” His foot darted out to keep you from fully closing the door in his face, not even so much as flinching when you brought your small one out in an attempt to kick his away with your fluffy bunny slippers. “I know, I know- I should have told you- I couldn’t make it!-“ Despite your smaller stature, you were putting one hell of a fight against his feet, he wouldn’t be surprised if you end up injuring your good foot by the end of this.
“Like hell you should have!” You foot finally came to a halt only for your balled fist to hit his shoulder, he gave no reaction since it didn’t hurt at all, but his jaw did tense a bit, stopping himself from straight up picking you up again like he did last time he came to your dorm unannounced, not wanting to piss you off more. “Your lucky Spiderman spotted me and helped me back to my room, or else I’d be more pissed off from having to do all that walk.”
“Spider-Man huh?” Miguel’s eyebrows shot up as he attempted to act surprised, taking his foot away from It’s makeshift post as a door stopper. “Isn’t he supposed to be stopping crime, not picking up random girls at night time?” The comment slipped from his lips subconsciously, a self criticism, but you for some reason had taken the comment as a personal jab, him noting the lines scattered between your eyebrows deepening as he quickly brought his hand to keep the door from closing again.
“Is there a reason you’re here ooor…” God why did you always have to be so bratty, one of these days he was gonna shut up that pretty fucking mouth of yours. It took all his composure to not turn around and stomp back to his own room, he'd rather deal with Gabriel’s loud-ass gaming sessions with his friends than another sarcastic quip of yours.
“I’m here so we can work on the stupid project.” He groaned with an eyeroll, “so can you just let me in so we can get this over with? The sooner we start the sooner we finish.”
With a sigh you open the door.
“Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, and death's pale flag is not advanced there- I’m sorry, I can’t, I feel like my soul is dying, I’d rather blow my brains out then have to continue to read the rest of this mind-numbing monologue.” Miguel groaned as he tossed his copy of the scene on your coffee table, before crossing his arms over his chest. You let out an exasperated sigh as you allow yourself to fall backwards on your bed that you were both sitting on, the smiths playing quietly in the background from your vinyl record player.
“It’s been 5 minutes O’Hara.”
“And I refuse to read another 5 minutes more.” With a groan you begin to slowly pick yourself back up into a sitting position as he continues to rant. “This whole thing is stupid,” he motioned to the pages he now had scattered on your table, “he barely knew the girl, and he’s gonna just… end it all for her, completely insane.” He shook his head, the bed dipping underneath him as leaned back, resting on his forearms.
“Okay, I admit it is a bit…asinine…but-“ You murmured, before being cut off.
“But?” Miguel shot back up, looking at you as if you had grown a second head.
“Buuut, they were young and in love. Only a few years younger than us, love makes you do foolish things,” You attempt to reason with a shrug, only to be met with a scoff and an eye roll. The dismissive action from the male made you scowl a bit, not like how quickly he can write off the concept, “but you wouldn’t know anything like that, your heart’s made of ice, O’Hara.”
“And yours of glass, (L/N).”
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Your post about respecting non-harming pedophiles is the first I've ever seen like it and I. I really really needed to hear that. I would never EVER hurt a kid but the intrusive thoughts have plagued me for years and scare the shit out of me. I've never told anyone about it (including my therapist) because I'm afraid they'll confirm my belief that I'm actually a bad person, even though I've never done anything and never will. Idk. Thank you, is what I'm trying to say. I needed to know that there's at least one person in this world who will actually judge me on my actions and not just on the feelings I can't control
well it's fucking stupid ever since i read the statistics and learned that MAPs have a pretty low percentage of actual csa... it was pretty obvious that the term "pedophile" was being used in the wrong way. I was scrolling through reddit and saw this AWFUL fucking meme with one of those "chad" characters and the caption "me when twitter users tell me i'm gonna be directly responsible to maps deaths and suicides". it's like please fucking stop, MAPs are not child rapists. there is a difference, most of them you wouldn't even know they had that sort of paraphilia because they are very good at controlling it and not acting impulsively. ngl i knew some what about pedophilia being an attraction you could not change but when i started seeing the actual numbers and meeting people (like you) i was like "what these are just mostly people who had csam as a child and who gained that paraphilia out of trauma". people keep fucking appropriating my rehabilitative justice post and being like "well sex offenders are notoriously hard to rehabilitate" and it's like uh okay well why do we fucking WAIT FOR THEM TO COMMIT A CRIME THEN? early intervention, pre emptive approaches, access to crucial resources and the ability to speak up about their struggles before it gets overwhelming. I dealt with undiagnosed bipolar hypersexuality during hs and i fell for the incel culture and it's like, it took me years to build a healthy view of women again. It's finding children like that, who are showing obvious signs of needing help, reaching out to them and showing them effective ways to cope with that feeling. If we pro actively monitor for things like school shooters (don't get me started on all the times we failed), people who are suicidal, people who are homicidal why should it be any different. It's easier to rehabilitate if you haven't had that forbidden fruit, and I hate using that terminology but like once you go and commit a crime like that especially if you fall for something like incel ideology and believe it's justified? it's hard to come back. people shat on me so much for bringing things up like Sex Offender city and the various approaches. I never argued for sex offenders to be allowed back around their victims, I argued that anyone who commits a crime should at least be treated humanely, given their prescription meds!!! (oklahoma has so many cases i listed out of people fucking dying) because like anti psychotics can be the difference between someone being able to actually be sentient/fully there and not being able to. I watched a frontline documentary that also reaffirmed this like so many people are in prison because people just want them off the streets, and they get trapped there unable to get out. not to mention the people falsely convicted (people were somehow treating every conviction as proof of their crime but like people are on the sex offender registry for doing stuff like peeing in public in a dark alleyway.)
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was just thinking if naming their girls was a hassle for nepo baby and eddie? Specially sephy bc you know that thing when you truly realize how many ppl you dislike when trying to name your baby lmao I feel baby nepo liked a name and eddie was like yeaaah no I had an "ex" named like that or nepo baby being all nope i knew a ___ in hs and I fucking hated her
persephone I think was the hardest, but only bc like they weren't sure what to name a kid lol. they only came up with the greece thing after nepo baby was like about to pop she was so pregnant and she still didn't have a name, and everything was either not personal or they didn't like, and she's hormonal and emotional.
"she's not gonna have a name!" you wailed.
"she'll have a name, honey, let's look at the book-"
"the book is fucking stupid! I don't like any of those names!" you throw the book in a fit of hormonal rage.
eddie is like omfg bc you're kinda scary like this lol, but also like he doesn't want you to turn on him. so he's kinda scrambling for ideas while you're shooting names back and forth, he probably says like "paris" or some destination name just bc it's a rising name at the time.
you're like emotional as fuck saying something like "she's never even been to paris, ed!" bc like???? k no shit baby hasn't been anywhere, but eddie gets the idea.
"what about after greece, princess? the doctor said the conception date was in greece."
and it's the only thing you love. so eddie (bc he was a greek mythology kid like let's get real) you guys start looking through all these mythology books. you almost go with athena bc it's pretty, but the persephone one sticks out to you. her mom sucked and she fell in love with hades, like it just kinda reminded you of your situation and how it lead to this baby, so you fall in love with it.
kensington, after you find out she was conceived in london, you decide like ok let's do the same thing lol. you almost name her london, just bc it was a popular-ish name at the time, but you just didn't want to. and you wanted her middle name to be klein (after your maiden name for your grandmother and aunt who you loved) and london klein just wasn't hitting.
so you're watching a show one day and they said kensington palace on the show and it just kinda clicked. kensington klein was perfect so you went with it.
the twins, same thing, in italy. it was a little bit more difficult, bc originally you were going to name then milan (boy or girl) then you found out it was twins and you just couldn't find a name that was like italian and equal to milan.
so eddie sephy and kensie started calling their practice dolls "sissy" just bc they were babies lol. and it kinda clicked in your head like "sicliy sounds like that" so you had that name in your mind.
and farrah actually was telling you about her trip to tuscany for a family wedding and mentioned she stayed in "siena" and it was just like a moment for you where you realized that was their names lol.
you spelled it "sienna" honestly bc eddie wrote it on the birth certificate and do two n's instead of one, which was a major issue (he got his ass reamed ofc when he finally came clean bc you saw it on their little bassinets and was like ??? they spelled her name wrong and he was like .... wdym??) but it stuck.
zahra was easy too. same situation, found out it was in egypt, and really her conception was greatly credited to the perfume that you got that eddie swears had like horny pheromones in lol.
the trip was given to you two by farrah and when you found out that the perfume had the name "zahra" for flower it just seemed perfect. followed what you guys were doing with the name pattern and kinda was an ode to farrah bc they sounded similar.
then with vega like she was a whoospie. so it took you a while to track it down but your obgyn told you and it was like ofc it was vegas lol. at first, you were going to name her presley (whether it was a boy or girl) after elvis bc it seemed fitting.
there just wasn't a lot of vegas inspired baby names besides caesar and names you weren't crazy about. eddie is to credit with this name bc he came home on day just wide eyed and like ecstatic to tell you that he'd found a name.
vega, which is the name of the brightest star. he had taken zahra to get a telescope (bc she was into constellations at the time) and she was rambling about all the constellations and stars she wanted to see, looking at her little stargazing book and said the name and eddie was like.... omfg that's perfect.
turns out it was on the sign too for las vegas, so vega it was.
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some thoughts for the holly jackson fandom
so, some people have been wondering about when the agggtm show might be coming out and i've been thinking *deeply* about it. also, the universe is laughing at me, because i had an urge to check ig last night, and holly had posted a reel joking about everyone wanting to know when the trailer is coming out, which makes me think that she knows that everyone is (im)patiently waiting, but it might be still be a hot minute before we get anything. anyway, these are my thoughts. this is all speculation, with a little bit of logic, so don't take this as gospel
on the show's release
first things first: a couple of weeks ago, holly reposted a reel from one of the bbc accounts on her ig story where we got our first look at pip (she's in a dark room with lots of pink and blue led lights, i think this could be from the calamity party). this reel was a montage of clips, that you also see on tv that the bbc show during the holiday period to advertise shows coming out in the new year. from memory, these are usually for shows that are coming out in the first half of the year, so the show might come out in the spring, like april
why april? well, if you've read the book then you might remember that it all starts in april (the andie & sal case happens in april 2012), so if the show came out then, it would be a neat tie-in to the book
another reason why i think it could be april is because of another tv show: heartstopper
obviously, there are differences, hs is a netflix show, so is available to watch all over the world, agggtm is made by bbc so is only going to be available to watch in the uk (and i think also the us). it may become available to stream elsewhere later on, but that's another story
anyway, hs and agggtm are both ya book-to-tv show adaptations set in britain. hs had eight episodes per season with episodes being roughly 30 minutes each. agggtm is going to have six episodes, roughly 45 minutes each. so hs totals around 4 hours of content, agggtm will have 4 and a half hours of content in total. pretty similar
i did some further research (a lot of scrolling through instagram) to try and calculate when we might get some content. the hs ig account posted some stills on 1 march, just giving a first look at the main characters
on 16 march, they released some more stills, with some of the other characters, and also released the teaser trailer later that day
the full trailer came out 13 april, and the show came out april 22
sooooo, this is all speculation, and bbc will probably have different ideas from netflix to promote their show, but if the dates are similar and agggtm were to come out in late april like heartstopper (again, this would put it around the dates of the andie & sal case from the book), but i reckon we could maybe expect content to start dropping in march. we will see.
a final thought, which i'd forgotten earlier: if the show is successful, which i think it will be, then it would probably get renewed for a second season, then they'd want to film over the summer (the majority of events in ggbb happen in april/may, after the andie & sal memorial, which happens around the six-year anniversary of their deaths, which happened in, oh yeah, april)
some other thoughts:
holly posted on her ig grid a few days ago, mentioning stuff that will be happening this year, and i have a couple of ideas about that
her new book, the reappearance of rachel price is coming out on 2 april (this made me wonder if the show would come out later so that one isn't overshadowing the other, but the people deciding when a book is published and when a tv show comes out are going to be two different groups of people, and if i'm right with my guess, then start of the month and end of the month releases gives trorp enough time to get the hype it deserves)
book tour for trorp/holly doing appearances at book festivals this year. holly and her books are popular, and this popularity is probably going to increase after the show comes out, so i could see this being pretty likely
lastly, and there is no real evidence to suggest this, but it could happen: film adaptation of five survive. i'm not the first to say this, but it would be a great thriller, and as people have joked, would be pretty low-budget given that most of the action happens in an rv with just six people. if we do get this though, it would be probably be much later in the year
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Hello!! I'd like to request for homestuck please! Do you have any headcanons for the type of yandere Dirk Strider would be? And how he may treat or act around his darling?
(If you need a time frame at all in the comic timeline, I can suggest post-game (before the epilogues so no worry to know those or hs^2) - it might work out easier to write for!! Otherwise if you don't, disregard this paragraph hehe)
Sure! Sorry it took so long (It's been MONTHS 😥😭), I needed to shove the entirety of Homestuck in my brain and have coherent thoughts about it. I'm actually not entirely done with Act 6 yet (I wanna say halfway through-ish?) so if he's very OOC my bad.... I can make an updated version at a later date maybe? Take this as an AU of Act 6 just in case, I just wanted to explore his yandere type.
Here's what I got! Now that I think about it I want to write more for Homestuck... it's really good and I'm happy I finally experienced it. Thanks Tumblr 💜 I tried to keep this general as the first concept for a character I write typically is :)
Writers who gave me motivation and inspiration to start this work; @yandere--stuck and @bunnyjam-imagines . Your work is incredible and keep doing what you're doing ^^ 💜Your Dirk fics really helped me with this so I dedicate this to you, too. IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO BE TAGGED LET ME KNOW, THANKS.
Possible Spoilers For Homestuck Act 6
Yandere! Dirk Strider Concept
Pairing: Romantic/Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Hidden cameras, Secret recording, Dirk struggles expressing feelings, Invasion of privacy, Brief violence mention, Swearing, Kidnapping, Dubious relationship, Isolation, Controlling behavior, Implied jealousy, Angst, I like this version of yandere Dirk where he just feels conflicted.
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Dirk is a very interesting character and I've noticed there has been a pattern in the way people write him as a yandere.
Dirk seems like a yandere whose lucid in his behavior.
He has tendencies to know what he's doing is wrong, or at least this is a pattern I've seen in the way others write him.
I can agree with this as Dirk seems like he takes on the role as guardian for the other people in his group at times (Jake, Jane, Roxy).
Dirk would be very caring towards his darling despite the emotional baggage he has behind the scenes.
He most likely met you through a chat client like the rest.
Since he was young he's always had an interest in puppets, robots, and horses...
He could've met you through one of these interests or by one of his other friends introducing you.
Either way, Dirk finds himself talking to you more and more when he adds your handle.
Dirk's yandere behavior isn't overly romantic even when his feelings are that way.
He doesn't really like expressing it all that much.
Dirk's behavior comes off as just him looking out for you.
He's like a guardian who's willing to do anything for those he cares about.
Based on the fact Dirk has made robots for Jake and Jane in the past, usually for special occasions or requests, he probably would make one for you eventually.
Dirk is very skilled with robotics and wouldn't mind creating some sort of bot for you no matter the size or purpose.
Dirk does try to keep one goal constant when making you a robot gift...
It has to protect you.
He's responsible and wants nothing more than those he cares about out of harm's way.
If they reciprocate his feelings or not doesn't matter....
When he does make that robot gift he puts a lot of his time into it.
AR has to spend a lot of time responding to his friends as all of his time is spent multi-tasking on a ton of tasks.
Building your gift... talking to you... watching his dreamself...
He's kind of worn thin.
Once it's finished he sends it to you with a brief message.
It's his way of showing his care even if he seems very closed off with feelings.
This robot is the first camera he manages to sneak in your home.
Dirk even has secret folders on his PC of just footage.
Part of him feels guilty for recording you... but he tries to reassure himself this is what a robotic guardian needs.
The robot is the biggest part leading into his obsession.
It can act on its own to protect you or like a drone he can control and see through.
He feels guilty that he's using it to interact with you like he's actually there....
Dirk's feelings could swap over the more he sneaks electronics into your house and the more he cyberstalks you.
There's a certain threshold he passes when he eventually has to admit he's got feelings for you if he has them.
Clearly he doesn't just want to protect you like a friend, right?
Why else would he watch you sleep with that robot you thought of as a cute gift from him?
He can't help but search through files upon files containing pictures and video feed of you being... you.
He feels he could never admit it fully but he does like you.
One way or another....
Dirk's obsession is very... what's the word... quiet?
He seems like the yandere who would just hover in your shadow... just to keep you out of harm.
He isn't a very violent yandere and is more just like a guardian to you due to his fear of revealing his feelings, which makes him work well as a platonic or romantic yandere.
Dirk probably could use violence to protect you but doesn't always tend to.
His robot guardian he made for you is indeed armed, though.
The robot he gave you isn't as merciful and may even get bloody if it has to for you.
He doesn't mind if you feel the same for him or not... he would like you to but you don't have to....
He seems like the yandere who'd sigh and regret saying anything if you rejected his feelings... but respect the decision somewhat.
That doesn't stop his overbearing behavior.
The comic does say when he puts his heart to something he won't give up until he accomplishes it.
Friend or lover, Dirk tends to act controlling.
Be it him talking to you through your robot, in the chat client, or in person if he ever meets you... Dirk seems to act like he knows more than you.
He has a bit of an ego and can come off as obnoxious in conversation at times.
He always acts like he knows what's best for you.
He looks back on the times he has acted like this with regret later... as I said, lucid yandere.
In fact a lot of his obsession makes Dirk regret it at times.
This could be because he harbors self-hatred for himself already and his obsession over you doesn't help.
He doesn't really want to give you up, though.
Dirk would manipulate you like a puppet at times.
For some reason when others are close to you, he hates it.
They could just be close friends, or potential partners...
He just can't handle it... he feels he has to prevent it or he may just lose the chance to have you.
Sometimes the darkness of his obsession kicks in and he... gives in to acts he shouldn't.
Such as using your robot to invade your privacy...
Maybe even manipulating your friends Jane, Roxy, and even Jake away from you...
That and the countless times he's considered kidnapping you to keep you alone with him just to soothe his aching thoughts.
Dirk seems like he'd struggle a lot with his obsession.
He hates the idea of hurting you.
He knows there's a good chance his obsession will hurt you, which hurts him...
All of this just causes him hurt.
Yet the more he speaks to you about interests and learns more and more about you...
He knows he can't let you go.
There's no doubt Dirk vents the frustrations his feelings cause him to Lil Cal his puppet pal.
Who else is he supposed to tell?
It's not like these feelings, regardless of the intention, are normal?
'Yeah, I stalk my friend through a robot and manipulate their life like some sort of puppet stage. What do I do to make them reciprocate?'
It's batshit and he knows it....
Roxy will just use it as gossip later... she may even tell you with some subtle hint or something.
Jane's a very sweet woman but he just feels... uncomfortable admitting he has such dark feelings about you?
You'd think Jake would be a good fit to talk to, being bros and all, but Dirk decides he'd rather just vent his feelings to himself and keep it like that.
Until he eventually acts....
Soon Dirk is going to just wing it.
It seems like a very Strider thing to do.
Your robotic companion he gifted is going to act against you in the end.
While he once used it to make you feel like je was always there with you... soon he's going to use it to abduct you.
Somehow.
Dirk's obsession feels like a constant battle with himself.
Even more so than his fights with AR.
He begins to wonder what is truly right.
Is isolating you beside him the right thing to do?
What will his friends say?
That shouldn't matter, should it?
You can all talk together when you're safely with him... if he hasn't scared them off by then-
Yet, how would YOU feel towards what he's doing?
You'll hate him... and he can't blame you.
He'd hate him too. He probably already does.
But... what he doesn't hate is you.
Surely he can make you understand once he has you.
Dirk has always tried to be caring for you.
Even when your robot companion drags you into his home, you clinging to it with fear, Dirk greets you warmly.
Oh he feels so sick when he locks you in his home.
He feels he doesn't deserve you when you cower... no longer willing to converse with him like you used to.
You don't deserve him, he deserves only to suffer under the weight of his obsession.
He's always beating himself up about it the whole time, yet won't change any of it.
Even if you do somehow forgive him.
Even if you try to say you do care for him?
He isn't sure if he can believe you after he's kidnapped you.
Don't bother lying, he sees through it.
You can hate him... you're allowed to as any other sensible human would.
There's truly nothing he can do to salvage what he once had for you after he goes off the deep end.
He's made you all alone... now there's only him.
He knows he should let you go...
But wouldn't it be cruel to abandon you after he made your life hell?
He continues his behavior with this new form of reassurance.
He'll continue to look after you, he'll prove to you he can give you so much better.
He tries to show affection.
He gives you hugs, he tries to express his obsession in a loving way.
Perhaps even kisses, some on your cheeks or lips depending on his feelings?
Lucid yanderes tend to be self-destructive.
They know this isn't how they should feel.
Dirk knows he should do what's best for you.
His mind has been clouded in darkness, however...
Far as he knows now, HE'S what's best for you.
He promises to care for you like he's always done since you mean so much to him... ironically to help heal the pain he's caused... and is probably still causing.
Dirk still helps you when you cry and comforts you when you act out.
He emphasizes with your pain and feels sick that he knows why you feel this way.
Every touch he feels from you his heaven, while you may think he's hell.
Every apology from his lips doesn't feel truthful... they're empty.
He could always let you go...
He could always try to make things right...
Those options require giving you up.
Deep down... he knows he can't.
He feels he can finally say it,
He loves you too much to let you go.
He may be his own worst enemy but he wants to be selfish when it comes to you.
He's always at a constant war with himself, resulting in him seeming distant with affection.
You quickly become his everything... thoughts of you destroy his psyche...
Soon... he gives up... he surrenders... he begins to accept it.
He loves you...
and this is how he's going to show it.
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accio-victuuri · 10 months
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cpn : rainbow pants, wdb clowning & missing piece
There’s been some interesting conversations on wyb’s jeans from yesterday’s chanel event. the choice of colors in particular and the fact that it’s from a different designer. so the designer is Junya Watanabe, a Japanese fashion designer and a protégé of Comme des Garçons designer Rei Kawakubo. He continues to work for Comme des Garcons and he produces four shows a year in Paris. He does a lot of collabs and had ones with Carhartt and Nike which are some of wyb’s favorites.
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patchwork is one of his signature design and is not limited to jeans. and well in the case of what wyb wore, a lot of people noticed the rainbow 🏳️‍🌈 among other colors featured.
As with wardrobe choices at public events, there could be a number of reasons why this was chosen:
1. It’s a pop of color from his all black ensemble and it’s more or a style choice than personal.
2. The event is in Japan so it would be nice to blend that — with a famous designer from the country + Chanel.
3. I tried to check if he has some ties with Chanel and only found an inspired piece that he made. So it’s safe to say the designer is “Chanel” friendly.
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Personally, the most sus thing for me aside from the rainbow is the date he chose to wear it — the first day of June, which also happens to be Pride Month. Whether this is a conscious & deliberate choice is something we will never know but to those who were happy with this “sign” then go ahead. This is the same guy who endorsed Chanel’s rainbow watch so he’s not afraid of it and the potential association. This is not going around that much among c-turtles, or not as loud, I guess they just don’t want a repeat of the ben & jerry thing. Incase some people pick it up and make it go on HS.
A joke making the rounds tho is this 🤣🤣🤣:
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It is a different pattern of course but it’s hilarious how people are going “now we know where the missing piece from zz’s pants are..”
I was also checking JW other works and these are giving me flashbacks to WYB’s other “outrageous” pants/jeans choices 😂😂😂
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Next up is our skate couple! HAHAHAHAHAHA! I hope they get to do this together. or maybe they already did and of course that’s their personal time that we will never see. GG in WDB and Web’s Chanel cruise roller skating. GG wasn’t as competitive as Yibo but it’s a lovely coincidence. 💕
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There is also a scene in the drama where he is drawing the second female lead, turtles noticed that when he is starting to draw the face it looks similar to Bobo 🥹🥹🥹🥹
We haven’t seen in BTS if ZZ has anything to do with this drawing, tho i doubt he did and this is more of a prop. It’s just that the universe can’t help but connect them to each other.
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2023 Year in Review
In celebration of the coming New Year, I decided to do a re-watch of every drama I gave 3 or more stars in 2023. Only 15 made the cut, which given the number of dramas I watched (I started well over 200, although I dropped at least a third of those) is not that many.
(My rating system is pretty simple: 1 ⭐ = terrible/don't recommend/waste of time, 2 ⭐⭐ = pretty good/enjoyable/would recommend to others but probably never re-watch, 3 ⭐⭐⭐ = good/likely to re-watch, 4 ⭐⭐⭐⭐ = practically perfect/would re-watch frequently. As you can see, it's more about what I personally enjoy than what's objectively great. So some objectively good shows aren't on this list, like La Pluie or Wedding Plan or Our Dating Sim or Doctor Cha or King the Land or Call it Love, because they got a lower score from me because I'm not that likely to ever re-watch them even though I'm glad I watched them and I'll happily recommend them to others. Of course, my ratings are subject to change over time too because I often surprise myself with what I re-watch. Some shows that I originally gave 2.5 stars have eeked out 3.5 stars over the following year or two just because they grew on me and I kept re-watching them.)
As such, my plan to ring in the New Year is to re-watch:
Lost/Human Disqualification - ⭐⭐⭐/⭐ - (IQIYI/Amazon Prime, kdrama, slice of life, healing journey, slight romance, a 42yo woman pushed to the breaking point by life crosses paths with a 27yo man who is mourning the loss of his friend, outstanding dialog, killer A+ acting, tw: infidelity, miscarriage, and suicide BUT DON'T LET THAT SCARE YOU AWAY)
Hit The Spot ⭐⭐⭐ (Viki, kdrama, romcom, 2 women begin hosting a sex advice podcast, funny, sex positive education, extraordinarily relatable, high heat, 8 30min eps)
The Glory ⭐⭐⭐/⭐ (Netflix, kdrama, 36yo woman patiently takes revenge on her childhood bullies, slight romance, incredible dialog, A+ acting, excellent pacing and powerful reveals, tw: the highschool bullies are evil little sociopaths who do some extremely horrific shit)
The Eighth Sense ⭐⭐⭐/⭐ (Viki, gay romance, kdrama, incoming freshman who is a rural-transplant to Seoul meets exiting senior and joins his surf club, gorgeous production, healing past trauma, A+ acting and insanely believable physical chemistry, good OST)
Love Tractor ⭐⭐⭐ (IQIYI, gay, short kbl, big city law student with musical ambitions hides from his responsibilities in the countryside and meets a younger himbo farmer with a heart of gold)
Sing My Crush ⭐⭐⭐/⭐ (IQIYI, kBL, a talented but heartbroken young man is about to give up on his musical dreams when he is adopted by an eager wannabe manager, best friends to lovers, cohabitation, pining, good plot and chemistry)
Moonlight Chicken ⭐⭐⭐⭐ (YouTube, Thai, gay romance + BL, one night stand between a struggling chicken diner owner and a recently promoted office worker turns into more, HS student and lonely deaf boy become the cutest couple to ever cute, A+ writing and acting, themes of: found family, making a home, love matters even when it doesn't end well, class inequality, queer generational divides, letting go of the past, a radically compassionate look at first love, last love, lost love, and unrequited love)
Bed Friend ⭐⭐⭐ (IQIYI, Thai, gay office romance, enemies to FWB to lovers, healing past trauma done right, ridiculously pretty leads, consent kings, high heat, A+ lead chemistry and acting, soft landing in the final 2 eps, tw: sexual assault)
My School President ⭐⭐⭐/⭐ (Viki, Thai, BL, high school boys singing their feelings [well!], wholesome, gentle, sweet and funny, A+ production values, peak low-heat BL with well-executed tropes)
Be My Favorite ⭐⭐⭐ (Youtube, Thai, BL, repressed and fearful boy travels back in time to his college days to woo his crush and falls in love with his supposed rival instead, themes: living each moment to the fullest so you won't have regrets, kindness as a catalyst for character growth and positive change, bravery in the face of uncertainty, telling people you love them can only be a good thing)
Laws of Attraction ⭐⭐⭐ (IQIYI, Thai, gay, mystery/romance lakorn, evil unhinged babygirl lawyer and the heroic idealistic taekwondo instructor who falls for him work together to solve the mystery of his niece's death, loveable granny, A+ lesbians, happy endings all around, great acting and lead chemistry)
Jack O'Frost ⭐⭐⭐ (Viki, Japan, gay, amnesiac young man and his co-habitating ex begin their relationship again, short 6 ep, A+ acting, excellent production values)
Hold my Hand at Twilight ⭐⭐⭐ (Viki, jdrama, twenty-something city mouse meets country mouse and they begin the journey towards making their dreams come true, cohabitation, warm-hearted, angsty 3rd act, A+ acting, excellent banter, post-credit epilogue)
Kiseki: Dear to Me ⭐⭐⭐ (Viki, Taiwan, gay, hardworking med student falls for the gang member he secretly treats, insane plot includes time skip and amnesia [2 tropes I usually hate, but actually done well in this case and not annoying], domesticity, cohabitation, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, short total runtime)
Fake It Till You Make It ⭐⭐⭐/⭐ (Viki, China, romance, 🔥 lead chemistry, snappy banter, disarmingly honest and vulnerable leads, this couple wants to eat each other for dinner AND dessert but constantly chooses not to because of other life priorities and fears, friends with killer UST to lovers who communicate shockingly well, all the characters feel like real people instead of caricatures)
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atty-goldstein · 1 year
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Just finished watching NPMD and here are my observations:
Oh starting right away with Richie's death
OHHHH It's the first time we actually hear Lauren and Jon sing together, even for just a lil bit
The Watcher World callback with the hammer and the phone
Every Mariah character: MY PICTURES ON MY PHONE, Me: gurl back it up on Cloud
Awwww Ruth
That one person who cheered louder than anyone else when Pete stood up for himself
Everyone collectively going "awww" when Pete shows up with the black eye
The Chasitys have such a cute color scheme. Would wear. But like. Mark's outfit has such gay vibes tho. Like. Stereotypical gay outfit.
Pfft that one person who cackled the Loudest during the dinner scene
Max, climbing in the tub with his jeans on: *vine voice* He's washing him and his jeans. He's washing him and his jeans.
Oh Mark showing up after Dirty Girl is literally like that scene with Hanschen during My Junk in Spring Awakening.
LISTEN. About two years ago, I was watching SAF and my dad looked over my shoulder AND HE THOUGHT JOEY WAS LIN MANUEL MIRANDA
Max: I'm gonna kick your ass!, Me: *Ted voice* Not his head
Wait. But his reaction to the prank is so wholesome and precious actually.
Gurl. Just let it stay an accident and destroy the footage instead. Don't be stupid.
I remember saying Bryce as Brenda. Glad that it happened.
Hatchet Town is basically just "Your Fault" from Into the Woods huh
Pete and Ruth sound a lot like Scrags and Esther ngl
I love Kyle. Himbo dude.
The shift when Clivesdale is introduced.
The way everyone also awwed when Richie got appreciated. I don't think a show goes by without Jon's character being loved
It's interesting that the hs kids don't want to be mean and aren't inherently mean, they were just pressured into being mean
Ohhh. He got bedazzled. Like Edward Cullen.
I want the cast recording so I can hear Jon and Will sing at each other more clearly
Boy Jerry's a reporter? I mean sure, I assumed they have jobs when it's off-season for camp, but I didn't expect journalism
What does Bryce's character know about Boy Jerry's murder spree tho?
Everyone's talking about Boy Jerry throwing Girl Jeri under the bus, but not Dan agreeing with Boy Jerry in accusing Donna
Hatchet Town is just Your Fault from Into the Woods huh
Steph protecting Ruth parallels Steph looking after Hannah
hc that Joey's character in the bbq monologues is whoever played Joey's roles in the Hatchetfield production of TTO
Jon's delivery ohmygod lmaoooo
Oh and Mariah's character, Caitlyn/Kaitlin, feels like a mini Zoey
Ruth sweetieeee you are so brilliant
Ruth having a mushroom on her shirt like the "I'm a failure" meme
The way they pull off Max's teleportation is so so good
Kim is the queen of horrified screams now
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YESSSS HE SAID THE MIRANDA RIGHTS he ain't got a warrant tho
Considering tgwdlm was 2018, and it's 2023 now, then it HAS been FIVE YEARS since Peter asked for his hot chocolate from Emma
GARY PUPPY PAID ATTENTION WHEN HE HEARD PAUL. Because of he still recognizes Jon.
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Pfft Paul having more balls than Pete
Okay it's vague enough that it can be interpreted that Paul doesn't die. I didn't think Emma would do the Linda screech tho. It's always enough to startle and disorient tho.
THE COSTUMES THE COSTUMES I LOVE THE COSTUMES
Oh I have a theory behind what Tinky says. But it's going in a separate post
The LiBs going "WE DON'T WANT YOUR PHONE"
In Once Upon a Time, it is customary to give up "the thing you love most" in exchange for extremely powerful magic.
Ahahaha as a Catholic I can confirm that Grace's opinion on Catholicism is mostly correct
I feel like if Pete did die, it would prevent him from turning into a horny bastard like Ted tho. Which may potentially save him from Tinky
And Pete letting himself get shot to save the woman he loves, would parallel Ted's sacrifice in Ape Man
That one person who very audibly goes "WHAT THE FUCK" when Max takes the bullet for Pete
Grace saying her type is dudes who come back from the dead. And I'm like. "AND THEY'RE BOTH RIPPED AS FUCK"
Annnd now the tables have turned on Joey after eating Sally out in the choir room.
Aaaat least she can't get knocked up?
Where'd she get that cigarette tho
The hair flip that accompanied the spin
GARY PUPPY CUDDLED UP TO THE LAPTOP WHEN HE HEARD WIGGLY
Kim's teacher character is so cute
The "awwww" when Pete and Steph came to homecoming together. Also Pete's bow tie will always match whatever Steph's wearing
Are we all in agreement that Jon and Will's homecoming characters are dating?
Grace. YOU ASKED.
Hmm. A soul-sucking spell especially targeting guys? Sounds like what Sheila had.
"Guys who came before"? Who else did she hook up with between the ghost's death and homecoming?
It's the return of Angela's iconic witch laugh
But Grace how long is that gonna work out for you. You gonna eventually use contraception? Have magic contraception? Or eventually get knocked up? Just sayin'
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princelokifanblog · 2 months
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Wrote a fic but Tumblr hates me so it didn't post the first time
The Wedding!?
by princelokifanblog
tags: duck game, vaellus x eliana, secret other ships, character death, fluff, angst, tw knick knack
Once upon a tiem in the feywild there was a bunch of fried. They had alot of fin otghether `and went on adventures. On one adventure, the friends travelled to the astral planed becaue Minke’s mom was there (actyaly his granmda but we dont hve time to explain that). They found a really nice house there that actually belonged to Figs stepdad (HIS REAL DAD!!! WHO DOESNT HATE HIM OR KILL HIM!!!). They said woaw this is nice and went inside. Inside there was a nice picture and a cool couch and then som armour and stairs. Down the stairs there was a people. The people were parents… TO THE FREINDS!!! An orc man named mugorim was there and he was gifs dad but he tried to STAB HIM sand you know why??? Because he thought he was VAELLUS!!! AND HE WAS JEALOS OF VAELLUS BECAUSE ELIANA IS IN LOVE HIM AND NOT MURGIM!!!
They beat up figd dad and then got a message from… THE PRICNISSS GRRRRR!!! The princess said fig had to STOP BEING VAELLUS WARLOCK AND BE HERS INSTEAD AND FIG SAID YES OH NO!!! Princess alos said that vaellus and eliana were getting MARRIED YAY!!! And fig wanted to go back to be there but the ;rincess said the OOOONLY WAY was to be ber WARLOCK!!!
They got back and the wedding was happening. There wwere flowers everywhere and the air smelled like laundry detergent. So good. Fig saw his mom and vaellus getting married and the princess was doing vows for them but taking WAY TOO LONG BECAUYSE SHE SUCKS. Fig wanted to say hi to hs mom because its hims mom so he did but the princess told his mom fig was dead or something so she FREAKED OUT and got scared. Fig has a little guy friend named reghie and reggie was a bitch ansd sneaky snuck up and bit vaellus ANKEL!!! NOT THE NAKLE!!! So vaellus KICKED his leg and said that he got bit so eliana who is a good lady and wife wanted to get the guy who bit so she punched but she missed and aPUNCHED VAELLYUS NOOOOOOO!!!!!
Then EVEYRONE started fighting because it eaas cRAZZY and the rpicness trapped vaellus in a ground hole in the fgorund and he was stuck in the hole. Fig went to his mom and said hi mom and she said hi fig and mugorin said RAAAR and then the princess punched sevyn and sevyn flew into the skynbut minke turned into a angel (he can dp that trust me i have a good theory about it) and saved him and then aradenn said woah. adraenns mom was dancing but not kn a weird way it ws just a jig. Vaellus got out of the hole because eliana helped hi but the princess got SO MAD so she fell overt from the mad so minke threw an angel laser at her (this is part of my theory keepnup). She exploded into a dust and it was fine.
Then everybody cheered and the wedding kept going nd eliana and vaellus kissed. The spark between them was more electrifying than a flash of lighting in the moonlit sky, burning brighter than the fires of hell (where the princess hung out) and more passionate than anything ever before. Looking into his eyes, Eliana could see her one true soulmate, the most incredible man in the world who would give up life and limb to keep her save and cherished. He was hers and she was his, wholly and undoubtedly. It didn’t mater how manty people were watching them, because their souls were intertwined in a dance of destiny, their threads of fate woven together in an immaculate tapestry of glory.
They did some more kissies and then knicmkanc showed up and said HEY I HATDE KSISING but he was actually just dad because when the princess kept him hostage she said he could never find love and wasnt allowed it so he got jealous easy. Sevyn knew this and gave him the ring of message and said tp get a girfling of bofyriend or someone and he did ans it was he coral king and they are married now. But its more important that elaiana and vaellus are married because they are otp and goals and everything and this fandom is AWFUL to them so i will make them kiss again in this fanfic.
Eliana and vaellus kissed again and it wa sparkling and rainbowful. Fig was so happy and everyone else was there except mugroin cause i dont want him there anymore soforget he was ever there. Someone else was in lov but im not telling you rando al; my duck game ships but mor characters got married that day or a different day i dont know yet i stil have to thingk about it and be comfortable postign abot my shipz onlen. Anywaylike comment subscribe and ofloow for more duck game content like vaelliana the BEST ship.
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yumdimsums · 8 months
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Let’s talk about KAZUI‼️‼️‼️
CW: S//cide
Yes something that’s NOT Adachi
Recently, his new trial video came out, called “Cat” and it’s honestly such a banger. Here is the link to the video, highly recommend to watch first before reading!
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This is my theory and brain dump at 1 AM and my first ever big theory! There will most likely be disjointed and have grammar mistakes, but I hope it makes sense. If there are detrimental mistakes, please lmk, i want to make sure it’s not full of crap‼️
NOTES: I am not going to provide “Guilty or not guilty” here, you do you, I’m not interested in swaying opinions.
I will be fully assuming that the “Kazui is gay” theory to be true. I am not going to explain it myself because many people have already done that. Obviously, gay Kazui is not the only true, gospel answer to his character, there are multiple different interpretations that are all valid and I would be very interested in hearing different theories as well🤝.
I will also be using the tumblr post below for Voice Drama TL, thank you so much for the translation🙏
Outline
Ordered from “Yeah I have some good ideas” to “I’m not sure”
1. Background/Setting
2. Marriage, Cats, and Doves
3. Magic, Masquerade, & Drinking
4. The Bartender
5. Apples
6. Extra Details
(Crazy/Stretch theories will be in Italics)
Background/Setting
To understand Kazui’s story a little better, I would like to quickly go over when this is taking place.
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Here we see the wife with a flip phone. This means that Kazui’s marriage was most likely around the late 90’s to early 2000’s. During that time, I believe that LGTBQ+ people were not as widely accepted and that there were still toxic gender stereotypes and expectations (I’m not 100% though hmu if I’m wrong 🙏). Kazui also stated that his parents find him embarrassing. It could be that they blame him for the wife’s death, but also because he is gay. If his parents come from an older generation, it’s no wonder that they find him embarrassing because they’re ignorant and terrible.
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Marriage, Cats, and Doves
As everyone has discussed when this first came out, “Cat” shows a lot of different themes through cats, doves, magic, marriage, and apples. This section will go over the first three aspects.
Many have stated before that the dove represent his ring as, at the start, he turns his ring into the dove. Obviously, doves are well known for their symbolism of love, hope, and peace. While the dove is supposed to represent their marriage, I also think it ties with his wife, seeing how she seems to hope that their love will bring them happiness. Adding onto this, it also explains why he watched and invited the dove to fly onto his arm. He was “playing” or leading the dove to him. Then it cuts to his eye, blankly staring at the pristine white of the bird. Note that this eye is the same as the one at the end of the MV. It can be assumed that it represents how, at the beginning, he could suppress his true emotions and playing along, but at the end, he becomes feral and mutilates the bird. (Image below shows how different they take the marriage, he’s uncomfortable while she’s beaming with joy).
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On the other hand, cats symbolize independence, intelligence, and cunning, something that Kazui shows throughout the MV through his intricate lies. I think he also has the “mannerisms” of a cat.
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Here he says he “wanted to be touched”, showing his yearning to be in a comfortable, safe relationship with a man. However, due to gay relationships not being accepted back then, he is unable to experience this and becomes increasingly lonely. It’s similar to how cats are reclusive and tend to stay away until someone or something has something that interests them. (I’m not a cat expert so I might be wrong). While the previous lyrics do say “I just wanted to touch, to caress”, implying he wanted his wife, I think this is the wife’s thoughts who wanted to “caress” and “touch” aka get closer to Kazui. When the lyrics play, it pans over to her with the circles in the background pulsing quickly, referring to her quick heartbeat when she looks at him and how she desires to be with him.
Another theory as to what’s happening in that moment is that she’s assuming what he’s thinking. Kazui: “I just wanted…” Wife: “to touch, to caress” Kazui: “to be touched”. I also find it interesting that the circle from 0:27 shatters at 0:30.
The next lyric “So it’s wrong? Shove that!” Could be him wondering if wanting to be touched was wrong and “unmanly” of him. But, deep inside, he wants to scream out and say that he yearns for that feeling, that he wants to be loved, even if it didn’t fit the norm of “what a man should be”.
On to their really terrible marriage. There were lots of societal pressures to be married back in the day, so Kazui suddenly marrying a woman he didn’t even like was due to others expectations of him. Plus, Kazui wanted to be loved and he was feeling the consequences of loneliness, and this love she had felt for him seemed like an opportunity to somehow get what he wanted. A desperate attempt to receive love in a marriage he was fully disinterested in. 0:46 to 0:48 show this as he suddenly went from giving her flowers to wanting to marry her. It implies that he wanted this to go as fast as it could so he wouldn’t disappoint his family or be judged for being unmarried and gay, even if it costed his mental health and forced him to lie, which steadily declines throughout the MV until he finally cracks (further explained in 3).
The way he calls her his “victim” really says how he just used her to satisfy his own needs and also his extreme guilt for her death. This also foreshadows the coming violence as the perpetrator (cat) kills the victim (dove).
Lastly, him wanting to “keep it simple” is him hoping that she isn’t going to take their relationship super far. He wants to stay away from the more intimate part of the relationship, but it’s difficult since he just continues to lie and doesn’t talk about himself at all.
(I will be skipping ahead to the end as I want to save the rest of the details for later) Now we’re at the most famous part of the MV, him smoking and then absolutely devouring and mauling a dove. He most likely did all of this in a drunken state. 1) There’s a glass at 1:49 that slowly drops to the ground, possibly him losing his grip on reality or his literal grip on the glass thanks to drinking way too much. 2) From 2:13 to 2:19, he struggles to get up and holds his head, he even takes off his ring IN FRONT of her, something he’d never do if he was thinking straight because it would break his lies. (I’ll explain the drinking later on).
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Finally, the violent part. We have no idea if the symbolism in this is exaggerated or if it’s 100% accurate, but judging from how much he hates himself, it’s probably over blown to an extent. So what does it mean? Well it definitely is supposed to show how he interpreted his outburst before his wife’s suicide. Him transitioning from perfectly calm (before smoke) to becoming this “evil” person (after smoke) is him showing that he doesn’t deserve forgiveness for what he’s done. Then, him killing the dove represents how he thought he said nasty or distasteful things. On top of that, it also represents how he believes he killed his wife by angerly venting his feelings out so much that pushed her over the edge, in other words, taking “chewing someone out” on a violent level. This is his interpretation of what happened though and I don’t think he exploded. Instead, I think he just made poor word choices. The two of them, or at least Kazui, lacked communication and due to his drunken state, he just blurted out what he was feeling. I don’t have any substantial evidence to back this up though, so take this last one with a grain of salt.
3. Magic, Masquerade, & Drinking
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I LOVE the magic and masquerade symbolism in particular as it is pretty much how he views the whole relationship. He interprets his lies as these magic tricks that fools people on the outside into believing that yes he truly does love this woman. It’s also why he turned the ring into a dove in the first place, he just sees the marriage as a big magic show that he has to put on for as long as he can.
“Lie until it gets better, follow the king of masquerade.”
I really love this line because he refers to himself as the “king of masquerade”. He calls himself this because all his life, he’s been putting up these different personas and characteristics that aren’t him. It’s literally seen in “half” as he wear different clothing and keeps a mask on the entire time. He knows that if he were to drop this act, no one would truly accept him. He would be cast out and never have the opportunity to be loved again. So living a life of lies seemed to be the most viable option to him, but he also resents himself for it. He admits that he can’t live unless he lies, it truly is his only life line and a life line others rely on too (aka his wife).
“So l've tried to change! I've tried to change. I have tried to stop lying to myself and others! I've confided in others. I've tried to be myself! I've tried to just be the way I was born! It's not my lies that killed her. She's dead because I stopped lying to her! If I had just kept lying- She wouldn't have died..! I can't live unless I lie. That's how I was born... I'm pathetic, aren't I?”
As is the magician’s code, he can’t reveal the secret to his “magic”.
However, all this lying obviously takes a toll on him as in the latter half of the MV, he starts drinking and smoking more. In each shot from 1:12 to 1:46 he is always seen indulging in his addictions. It’s his way to escape from reality and forget about his current relationship. What I find most interesting though is the meal he has with his wife. It seems they are celebrating something as the Ace of Spades (which hovers in between the two as they speak) symbolize good luck, hope, and change. They’re even drinking champagne and having a nice meal. What they could be celebrating though is beyond me, they’re probably on their first or third anniversary considering they look older? Besides that, there’s also the most interesting clip of a man when he holds up his champagne glass. I think that this is supposed to show that he uses drinking for more than just forgetting about his current situation, he also wants to dream about a life he couldn’t have. A life with someone he loves. He probably tries to replace his wife in his head with another man by drinking, trying to make the “magic show” more tolerable. The man could also be his guilt starting to rise and bubble up like the carbonation in the champagne, sitting in front of him and judging him, telling him “Are you really going to keep lying to her after all this time?”.
Finally, at the end of the MV, he is unable to keep up his magic show anymore due to drinking way too much. All his “tricks” fall to the ground, another way of showing his masquerade mask has finally fallen. He then ends his first act at the start of the MV (aka his marriage) by tearing it apart.
4. The Bartender
Now THIS is an interesting thing people have pointed out. The bartender from the previous MV comes back for a cameo in the newest one. But it’s not just a small, little nod, no he’s full front and center in the frame.
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Even more interesting is that he’s the only one with a wedding ring in the shot. I was really thinking that maybe everyone would have one as a way to show societal pressures, but this also works too.
This is the third time the man has shown up in Kazui’s MV’s. Though he might not have a face, it’s clear that he is of some sort of importance in Kazui’s life to show up so much, especially if he appears so clearly in “Cat”. Maybe Kazui wants to keep his identity a secret so he wouldn’t have to open up old wounds. With this information, we can assume he’s talking to the bartender from 1:13 to 1:24 as the table & drink is just like the one in “half”. There’s also the sound of a drink being prepared/served at 1:10. So he could very well be Kazui’s love interest as he carefully confesses to him. However, they’re both married, something that Kazui clearly remembers as he only sees his ring in the shot with all the guests. Though I think that, from this scene, he wished that they were the ones being married because he’s the only one with a ring, that is also similar to Kazui’s, on. That’s why he asked what he’d do if he said that he “liked-liked” him, would the bartender accept him or reject him? Although, I don’t actually think he’s drunk when he asks. Maybe he’s had a few drinks, but his speech is way too clear. Remember he’s also the “king of lies” so no one can really be sure of his true nature. His likely reasons about lying about being drunk is because 1) there are possibly people around and 2) he’d rather not embarrass himself if the bartender didn’t respond at all.
Now comes the tricky part, who is the bartender? The most common answer would be his be his childhood friend, and I’d have to agree. There really is no other person to identify him as and it would make the most sense as to why he appears so much. In “Interrogation Question 8”, he mentions that he “looks up to [his childhood friend]” implying that he could be older. If we’re willing to stretch this and say that age is shown through facial hair and the fact that the bartender possibly owns the establishment (Kazui mentioned his friend owned a boat, what kind is not mentioned, but it does say something about the man’s wealth), then he could very well be the childhood friend. At some point though, he seemed to stop going to the bar. Most likely because his friend responded badly to his “confession” or that they already knew it wasn’t possible and Kazui didn’t want to see his face anymore since he’d only feel even more lonely than he already was, thinking that what he had said ruined their friendship forever. It then cuts to him sitting alone drinking whiskey, something he always buys at the bar. He states that he “wanted to ask so it’s out in the open. I just got a little greedy.” This implies that he wanted to “let it slip” in his “drunk” state. However, it didn’t go very smoothly and his greed only brought him more pain.
There’s also a thing with whiskey in that whenever he has it he seems to be allow his masquerade mask to fall. It’s probably because it reminds him of his childhood friend who he loves as he always buys the same drink from his bar. The scenes where whiskey appears is the previously mentioned confession scene followed by him sitting alone. It also appears when he becomes feral as it is the beverage he drops at 1:50.
5. Apples
This one has been discussed the most and I honestly don’t have anything new to bring to the table with it. But I’ll just add it in here
First let’s start off with the symbolism of the red apple, which is pretty easy to pin point. In the MV, It’s only used in the middle after he pulls the cloth off of the wedding couple (aka Kazui and his wife) and at the end when the wife dies. There are an abundance of the red apples at the wedding, representing how much love she has for Kazui. Then, when she dies, it’s squashed, and it’s supposed to show her impact onto the ground and their love being ended right there.
The green apple is slightly harder to figure out. It seems to represent how Kazui feels about the relationship and how he only likes her platonically. The green apple appears in the abundance of red apples, underneath Kazui during the dinner, and, most importantly, as a man. The first two can be easily interpreted as him trying to keep his platonic feelings a secret. He even literally tried to keep it under the table to hide it from her. Then, there’s the apple-man(?). The first meaning of this is how he, again, sees the wife as only a friend. However, there’s also another meaning. The drawing takes great amounts of inspiration from the painting The Son of Man, by René Magritte, which makes sense given the similarities the MV and the meaning behind the painting. Magritte said,
“…You have the apparent face, the apple, hiding the visible but hidden… face of the person. It's something that happens constantly. Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see. There is an interest in that which is hidden and which the visible does not show us. This interest can take the form of a quite intense feeling, a sort of conflict, one might say, between the visible that is hidden and the visible that is present."
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This painting’s meaning has so many parallels with Kazui’s character, almost as if the writers wanted us to realize it since the introduction of the green apple in “half”. The biggest difference between the two is that Kazui does not reveal his eyes. He keeps who he really is behind the apple, keeping who he is a secret and preventing any sort of “intense feeling” of wanting to get to know the true him. He doesn’t want any conflict to arise and fears the consequences of coming out.
6. Extra Details
I Wonder why at the start, he kind of just stares at the screen like he’s judging/hoping that Es will make the right decision. It’s also reminiscent of how he stared at Es in his 2nd Voice Drama. Very strange but I like it
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I love it when there’s similar scenes fr fr
Another thing id like to bring up rq is Kant. Es brought him up in Kazui’s 2nd voice drama since he had “killed” someone due to his lies. Es directly quotes him, “That would be Kant…A philosopher who stated that lying is inherently a sin, no matter the circumstances…Apparently, even if your friend is being chased by a murderer and the murderer asks you about their whereabouts, you shouldn't lie, according to Kant.” Kant’s reasoning for selling out your friend to a murderer is that if you were to lie about where they were and by chance the murderer found them, it’d be your fault. However, if you did sell them out and they died, it wouldn’t be your fault, your friend should’ve just avoided the psycho! This is what Kant believed and, personally, it makes no sense, especially if we’re considering a human life that’s on the line. Brushing over that though, the connection Es essentially tries to make is that Kazui’s lies are his greatest sin and that he should’ve told the truth from the start. While yes, most things would’ve been prevented if he had tried to be more true to others, there are also standards to consider as well. If Kazui had come out, then he’d be shunned, if he refused to marry, he’d be shunned, etc. so there wasn’t an easy way out for him. Kant’s philosophy fails to consider any other situation or being truthful to one self. His murderer example is way too extreme and it doesn’t hone in on the finer details. Which is why I don’t think Es really knew wtf they were talking about and I honestly find the Kant thing kind of dumb💀
The comments in this video explain how dumb Kant is way better than I can vv
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Constructive Criticism, Thoughts, and Additional Help is Appreciated, Thank You!
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