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hi! i just wanted to say, i’m a sub and i avoid sub skz stuff bc it’s not really my taste. i scrolled though the lee know smut tag like a few weeks ago, and i came across strawberry lemonade. i know i avoid sub skz, but i decided to give it a try anyways. and oh my god, i think that was the best decision i ever made. i haven’t read any sub skz fics because i figured that i probably wouldn’t like it, but i’m so glad that i gave it a try because honestly i think i’m kind of into it. the way you write is actually so delicious. your use of descriptions is actually scarily good like it was so easy to visualize it all, and like oh my god your descriptions sounded so hot. and the dialogue too…sooo good!! i loved how it transitioned from playfulness to something more, i don’t know, hot? idk the whole fic is just hot. all the teasing and calling him kitten?? oh my god. dragging the cold popsicle against his skin and then licking it up with the warmth of your mouth?? the sudden change in temperature is just so hot. and oh my god, putting the popsicle on his cock??

“You rolled the treat lower to emphasize your question, wedging it against his balls and making his cock spasm wildly,”

HELLO??? THE VISUAL?? imagination running wild. balls unfortunately don’t get enough love, so that line made me go a little crazy. and the way his cock spasms wildly because of it is so ridiculously hot. and even when you’re doing all of that, he still tries holding onto his pride, which is actually soo cute. and then wrapping your lips around his cock?? ughhh, if just doing it against his thighs got me going crazy, this one definitely got me going even crazier. the contrast in temperatures is <33333!! and using the popsicle where your lips didn’t cover?? you’re gonna be the death of me.

“Gradually, you built up a steady pace, timing the strokes of the popsicle with your mouth so that every inch of his dick was being stimulated at once. Hot and frigid, sloppy and smooth, like you were freezing his body over and setting it back on fire. It wasn’t long before the dizzying blend of sensations became too much for him to handle.”

i’ll let that paragraph speak for itself because holy shit was that hot as hell.

“Don’t make me beg for it.”

“But you sound so cute when you do.”

HELLLLOOOOOO?????????? ugh your writing is just so scrumptious!! oh my god and when he finally lets go of his pride and starts begging, it’s sooooo <333333

“The strawberry slush dissolved against your tongue, cooling the inside of your mouth to create an icy blend of saliva that was far too much for his hypersensitive body to handle.”

OH MY GOD. i’m in love. and the part where you stop just to make sure he doesn’t get hurt is just so adorableeee!! many fics are just pure smut with no feelings, so it’s absolutely lovely when you included this little bit that shows that you care about minho <33

“Even the popsicle lasted longer than you.”

PLEASEEEE i lost it at that omggg.

sjiwnfienenf this fic was a masterpiece. was it kinda unsanitary? yeah. but does that matter? absolutely not. i loved it omg. super hot. i stalked your blog afterwards. read almost everything, just need to find the time to start reading butterfly bandage and a few others.

also, i wanted to hear your thoughts on domming skz for the first time? but if you’re not comfortable writing switch reader, then maybe pegging for the first time? (reading “safe” made me lose my mind omg)

hello hello! first off i just have to say that your entire message has me in shambles oh my god i can’t believe how sweet u are!! 😭 thank you so much for all your kind and encouraging words, it means a lot to me that you liked it! esp since sub skz isnt ur usual cup of tea i’m delighted that you took a chance on strawberry lemonade n ended up enjoying it <33

the way u caught on to so many little details throughout the fic and immersed urself in the descriptions is incredibly touching to me, you really read w a keen eye i appreciate it so much!! even to the point of sharing lil excerpts that you liked and noticing the slight tone shift at the beginning…ur too kind ㅠㅠ the contrasting temperatures was kinda what inspired the whole thing so i’m glad to know u found that hot hehehe what better way to slowly chip away at lino’s pride right~ and yes!! i try to sneak in softer moments whenever i can to show some love for the boys, i’m very happy u took notice of that part and that it’s smth you value as well! 🥰

thank u again for taking the time to send such a lovely message u really brightened up my day!! butterfly bandage is a bit of a journey haha…if you do end up reading it i hope you’ll enjoy the ride angel 💗💗💗

as for ur question! yes i don’t do switch reader, but i think i could do smth like going from a vanilla relationship to domming skz for the first time if you’d like? either way, i’ll add first time pegging thoughts under the cut here ^_^

chan - so shy, so so shy. he’s extremely self-conscious abt it bc he feels guilty for wanting smth that, in his mind, is almost solely for his own pleasure instead of yours. he’s a lil giver who always wants to satisfy you first, after all! still, he can’t deny how bad he craves trying it, he definitely researches pegging on his own (shoutout deadpool) and gets off to the thought of it, then feels insanely embarrassed w himself after. he doesn’t have the courage to ask you outright, but since u know him well enough, it becomes pretty clear to you what he wants through his indirect roundabout channie ways of hinting at it. saying things like “ur always slapping my butt *giggle* why do u like it so muchhh~” or “i saw some videos the other day and um. yeah haha. i was like wow, ppl are into some pretty interesting things, yknow?” or ofc the infamous complaining abt how fat his ass is…lmao. and after one too many times of him fiddling w his ears and giving u hopeful glances as he stammers his way through dropping hints, you finally accept that this man is never gonna ask for it himself and decide to take initiative instead

when you do, he bursts into flames 😭 he tries desperately to play coy n oblivious, but it’s so clear how much the idea excites him w how he goes bright red, he’s not fooling anyone~ channie is such a good boy though. even if he’s nervous, he does his part to try and prep himself for you on his own, experimenting w fingering himself and even looking for the right toys to get him used to being opened up. he does whatever he can to be ready for you and make the process more convenient, but he’d definitely still need to ease into it little by little. starting w you fingering him so he can adjust to being filled up like that, testing out some smaller toys, then eventually leading into the actual pegging after a few days or weeks. he needs you to take it slow the first time, be very gentle w him! bc not only is it a bit nervewracking to try smth new, he also just feels kinda vulnerable and insecure abt it. needs lots of convincing that this is smth you want too, and that you get all the pleasure you need just seeing him blissed out and falling apart underneath you <3

he’s a flustered wreck the entire time, squirming and avoiding eye contact and covering up his body bc he feels way more exposed than usual sprawled out for you, leaking against his tummy w his legs spread. but no matter how embarrassed he is, he’s still so loud once youre inside him. if you thought he was noisy before, the sounds he makes as you start to thrust into him are like nothing you’ve ever heard before, and he wouldnt be able to contain them to save his life ㅠ his moans are so sweet, emotive, and grateful. with the way they spill out of him nonstop, it leaves no room for doubt in your mind that he’s feeling so good that all his misgivings have washed away. he tries his best to stay communicative so you know what he likes, that he’s still okay and comfortable, but once he fully adjusts to the rhythm and feel of your strap inside him he gets lost in it pretty quickly and has a hard time staying verbal. all he can really manage is a broken groans of “ah, good”, whimpering your name over n over and slurring out pleas for more, but those are more than enough to let you know that he’s enjoying himself~ it kinda dawns on him as he’s being drowned in all this pleasure how lucky he is to have you and how safe he feels in that moment, he might even start to cry if his emotions are running particularly high that day. he needs a lot of praise through it bc, again, he wants to be reassured that he’s doing well for you when all of the focus is on him like that; it’s one of the few times he won’t religiously try to deflect all ur compliments. i think he’d wanna be in missionary despite his shyness, bc he wants to feel close to you. he’ll be hiding behind his hands or unable to hold your gaze most of the time, but he still wants to be face to face with you for kisses and soothing touches <3 he’ll definitely wrap his legs around you when he’s close to pull you in deeper, like he’s worried you might stop. or he’ll tug needily at your arm to pull you down against his chest, begging you to hold him as he comes undone. aside from the emotional intimacy of the position, he also feels a lil relieved that he can bury his face into your shoulder and hide away. if you pinned his hips down the mattress to steady him while he cums, he’d go absolutely wild. later down the line, he’d be very open to you fucking him rougher. he’d esp love for you to “mahandle” him a lil bit. even if he’s bigger/stronger than you, he gets such a thrill from feeling kinda helpless as he’s bent and folded and tossed around into any position you want. he’ll crumble instantly under your hands, just to hear you call him a good boy for obeying so eagerly <3 but despite that secret desire in him, for his first time i definitely think he’d need it to be soft!

lino - curious kitty #1…he is most definitely interested in trying it out. one of the hungriest for it out of all the boys, actually, and he’s honestly a lil frustrated that you haven’t suggested it yourself yet. bc though he can be pretty shameless abt asking to try new things, he also doesn’t wanna risk the blow to his pride if you reject the idea. his version of dropping hints is literally just staring holes into the back of ur head, hoping his telepathic signals will reach you and you’ll just know what he wants without him having to say it, bc god forbid he looks desperate in front of you (he is, but you dont need to know that). if you don’t bring it up yourself, eventually he runs out of patience and just deadpans it to you one day that he wants to try pegging, but he frames it as a joke just in case so he can giggle in ur face n act like he didn’t mean it if you aren’t into it lol. if you’re the one to suggest it, his heart kinda flutters bc lino really wants to be wanted by you. he wants you to go crazy over the thought of him writhing in pleasure underneath you, to see how pretty he looks getting fucked so you become just as hooked on it as him and ask yourself why you didn’t do this sooner. he definitely plays up his seductive behavior around you to try and get you to initiate it like the sneaky lil kitty he is

though he acts all fussy n huffy as if he’s doing you a favor, he’s actually very thoughtful behind the scenes just like channie. he tries to prep himself in private and does a lot of research on how to do it safely and properly for the first time. partially to make things easier for you, and partially so he can blow u away w how much of a “natural” he is heh…despite what he leads you to believe, he really wants to please you, too, even if he’s very adamant abt being pampered. he absolutely 1000% sucks your strap before you fuck him. even if he’s never done it before, he treats it like a must, and the way he works his mouth would make you believe he’d been doing it his entire life. he wants to show you what he can do for you too, kinda like he’s reminding you of why he deserves to be fucked so well in the first place~ given how experimental he is, you’ve probably already tried fingering w him before so it’s not smth entirely new to him, but the complete fullness he feels once you inch your strap all the way in is like nothing he could’ve ever prepared himself for. he gets obsessed w it instantly, both the pleasure that’s so intense in an entirely different way, and the whole new lvl of intimacy it brings to your dynamic

he tries to keep quiet at first, just letting out cute little grunts and hitched breaths as he gets used to the stretch. but the moment you start to consistently bottom out inside him, you’re in for the prettiest, most angelic sighs n moans you've ever heard from him. he might wanna start out in missionary bc he likes the eye contact and he feels more comfy being able to see you…he will be looking directly into ur soul w the most intense, sultry gaze that shows how much he really trusts you, it’s very hot in its own way hehe. that, coupled w the way his thick thighs wrap around you to urge you in deeper, tell you everything you need to know abt how much he loves it, even if he refuses to admit it outright. the faces he makes and the sight of him rocking his hips to match your movements are mind-numbing…he’s a dancer after all, he’s got very good muscle control and knows exactly how to move when he really wants to put on a show <3 as the pleasure picks up though, he gets a lil too drunk on it and becomes needier n needier, you can tell his composure is slipping as he starts to shake more w each thrust. he’s so focused on feeling good that he forgets abt his pride and starts whining for more, for you to go deeper, harder, faster. that’s how you end up in doggy style w him grinding himself down on your strap to meet each rock of your hips, grateful that he can whimper and drool into the pillows instead of letting his cries ring out in full volume. he’s usually pretty good at holding his noises back if he really wants to, but when you’re filling him to the brim over and over like that, there’s no chance for him to keep quiet. he’d love it if you squeezed n kneaded his thighs until deep imprints were left behind for days afterwards. and if you reach out to play w his nipples from behind or hook your fingers into his mouth, pulling his head back and making him salivate all over them as you repeatedly hit his prostate just right, he may just cum on the spot

binnie - w binnie, i can see it going either way when it comes to who suggests it first! he can be a lil clueless and detached from the world sometimes so he may not even really know what pegging is until u explain it to him. the way his face would change as you go into detail would be so adorable, he’s all nervous nose scrunches and awkward squirming. you can physically see how excited the idea gets him, and he’s down for it almost immediately. he’s honestly pretty flattered that you want him that way hehehe typical binnie, it fuels his lil leo heart like nothing else even if he’s a bit embarrassed over the idea of being in such a vulnerable position in front of you. he’d definitely end up looking up things like “how to look cool and sexy but also cute while getting pegged” as his version of preparation lol. if he’s the one to ask you for it, he’s so so endearing abt it. strangely quiet and timid, ducking his head, shuffling his feet as he struggles to mumble out the question…he’s literally one step away from sinking to the floor and covering his face once he manages to stammer the words. he gives you the most irresistible pout when you tease him for it, if you rest your hands on his hips n tell him how pretty he’s gonna look filled up w you, he will melt instantly. literally weak in the knees over just the thought of it, suddenly he's ready for you to take him right then n there hehe. lots of dramatic whines and swatting shyly at your shoulder through the entire process, bc even if he thrives off your attention, he’s still a teensy bit of a tsundere when he gets so much of it <3

his anticipation is obvious w the way he’s watching everything you do w wide, starry eyes and wiggling around constantly in the sheets. but even so, he tries to put on a brave front bc he wants to impress you, show you how good of a boy he can be for you! when you first push into him you’d get a lot of nervous babbling though 😭 he goes from “don’t hold back, i can take it” to “ah wait wait wait it’s big, slow down” to “it actually d-doesn’t feel that—moans” to “faster please, harder please, deeper please” he gets so talkative and vocal over every little move you make like he’s narrating his thoughts, it’s so cute. esp when you thrust into him extra good and suddenly he shuts all his rambling up w a sharp, high-pitched moan. he is so ridiculously whiny too, esp if you start to make playful comments here n there abt how he’s being such a good boy, taking you so well, moving his hips so well, like his body was made to be fucked like this <3 it simultaneously makes him glow w pride and flusters him out of his mind bc he isn’t sure it’s normal how turned on the thought of being your pretty lil doll makes him (it might be too much for him during ur first time but if you eventually added breeding into the mix he’d lose it mind). like channie, he’s extra starved for your praise when you peg him, so showering him w compliments is a must!! even if they make him pout for you to stop embarrassing him, he isn’t very good at hiding how much he basks in it. drag your hands all over his body and fawn over how strong n beautiful it is, call him your pretty boy as you pull him closer by his hips to reach deeper inside him, murmur how irresistible he is right before you sink your teeth into his broad shoulders ❤️‍🔥 he will literally be making the filthiest, most shameless, wanton sounds you can imagine, and hearing them only turns him on even more. i think binnie definitely has a thing for listening to his own moans when he’s really far gone hehe it makes him feel so slutty in the best way…his voice gets so sweet and cute when you’re making him feels worlds of pleasure he’s never felt before, who could blame him for loving the sound of it, really. also…cup his chest as you get rougher w your thrusts and he’s a complete goner. esp if you squeeze his pecs together and tease him for how they’re so big that you have to hold them down bc they keep bouncing hehe. all it would take is leaning down to suck on his nipples and he’s cumming untouched

hyunjin - he is most definitely thinking abt it from the moment you two get together. it’s smth he wants so bad but if he had to say it out loud he may actually just die of sheer embarrassment, so he keeps it to himself no matter how much he craves it. the question of if you’ll ever bring it up w him is constantly on his mind, bc even if you’re in a d/s relationship, he isn’t sure if you’d be into that aspect of it n he’s worried you’ll think he’s weird for wanting it…hyune’s another shy one who can have a hard time voicing his desires outside of the bedroom ㅠㅠ i think the only surefire way you could really draw it out of him is in the middle of a scene or right after one, where his emotions are still running high and he’s completely controlled by his desire without any of his usual inhibitions, that’s where he tends to say things that he’d be too hesitant to say otherwise, then blush over it later. he might get too lost in the adrenaline rushing through his veins and starts moaning abt how he wants you inside him, to fuck him until he can’t remember his own name, to make him yours in every possible way. it’s very intense and sensual, and at first you wonder if he’s just saying these things in the heat of the moment. but when you ask him abt it afterwards, he suddenly gets so quiet and shy, burying his red face into your neck n mumbling that he can’t believe he said those things out loud </3 and his reaction is all the confirmation you need to know he meant every word~

hyune’s neediness will be battling it out w his awkwardness the entire time you’re prepping him. poor baby is very self critical and can’t stop thinking abt all the things that could go wrong—if you won’t enjoy it, if he’ll look weird, if his size will make it a lil awkward to navigate…you’d need to be very observant of him n pay close attention to his expressions to make sure he’s fully relaxed bc his emotions show all over his face! once your fingers slip inside of him though, he starts to let loose, you can tell by the way his voice rings out loud and clear, suddenly not having any care in the world other than how it feels to be stretched out by you. seeing him slip into that headspace that’s so vulnerable yet so passionate is always smth to marvel at ❤️‍🔥it’s no secret that jinnie is very good w his hips and he makes perfect use of that talent in this situation. he’ll end up grinding down desperately against your palm without even realizing it, rolling his entire body and begging for your strap before you’ve even had the chance to add a third finger n fully open him up. just like chan, his reservations go out the window the moment you actually push the toy inside of him. he makes the most insane facial expressions, eyes rolling back, plump lips swelling and coated w drool from how much he bites down on them, thick brows scrunching together…when his sleepy eyes are blown wide w lust it makes for the most gorgeous sight <3 and if that isn’t enough to tell you how good he’s feeling, he is also extremely vocal too. lots of needy whimpers and groans that are so stretched out you’d think he was exaggerating them. even if he’s bigger than you, he’ll let you toss him around like he’s completely weightless into any position you want, he’s like putty in ur hands. he’d go crazy if you pulled his legs up on your shoulders (speaking of…catboy anon once had the idea of hyune spraying perfume on his ankles so you can smell it when they’re up by ur head and…he absolutely would 😵‍💫 he’s so thoughtful n romantic even when youre putting him through the mattress) if you snaked your hand up his body while taking him from behind and wrapped your fingers around his throat, he would fall apart in a matter of seconds. especially if you pulled him back against your chest by his hair or throat and held him there

jisung - han jisung has been waiting for this moment his entire life 🙏 from the beginning he hardly makes it a secret how desperately he wants you to peg him, he’s probably the one who asks for it first! even if you also have it in mind, he’s so eager that he doesn’t even give you the chance to pose the question, he’s one step ahead of you. long before you two ever discuss the idea, he’s already become very familiar w fingering himself and using all kinds of toys on himself…baby’s got bad hehe. he might even already have a strap prepared bc he’s hopeful that one day he’ll get to try it w you…n he’s definitely gotten off to the thought of it countless times 😽 he’s honestly a lil shameless once he learns that you’re just as down as he is, but his reaction is so endearing. he goes from stuttering out the question through breathy, awkward chuckles, to perking up like an excited puppy when you respond positively. his eyes practically gleam and he breaks out into the widest, sunniest smile repeating “really? really really? like, seriously? you’re not making fun of me, right? i’ll get really sad if you’re just teasing”…w his big doe eyes n hopeful face, who wouldn’t give him anything his lil heart desires

he’s ready to go right away, you may actually have to stop him from running to go retrieve his strap and bring it to you right then and there 😭 he’s so grateful and so enthusiastic, neither of you really anticipates the sudden bout of shyness that inevitably hits him once you actually start to lead up into the pegging. he’s fingered himself plenty of times before, and that knowledge makes for the perfect opportunity for you to tease him a lil, telling him to finger himself open in front of you so you can see how he likes it slide into him w ease~ he whines like crazy but still does his best to obey…lying down n spreading his legs for you, unable to mask the neediest whimpers that build in his throat the more he pushes into himself, wishing it was you instead. though his face is burning w embarrassment, he also sees it as a good opportunity to appeal to you, too. he tries to show you a preview of how pretty he’ll look once you finally fuck him, playing out his moans and facial expressions to rile you up. eventually, though, his patience wears thin and he just starts begging for you to take over ): after all, poor hannie has done this alone far too many times, he needs you. he’s so ridiculously squirmy once you finally ease into him, to the point where you might have to hold him down or restrain him somehow so you can fuck him properly. it’s difficult for him to sit still no matter how hard he tries, he’s just so full of energy and reactive to every lil bit of stimulation, keening desperately when you pull out of him and gasping dramatically when you thrust back in all at once. he’s never felt this full in his life and he feels like he could sob from relief finally getting to experience it. he wants to try everything—one minute he wants you to take him softly n sensually, the next he wants you pounding into him. he’d keep begging for smth new every few minutes bc he’s so eager he’s just aching to try it all, like he might not get the chance to again. that goes for positions too; missionary, mating press, doggy, full nelson, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, etc. he esp loves riding you bc he feels like he’s putting on a show for you! he gets to bask in all your attention and praises as he bounces on your strap, not bothering to hold back his whines and moans in the slightest bc he knows how much you love them <3 if you could manage to hold him up against a wall and fuck him like that w his legs hooked around your waist, he would absolutely lose his mind, he likes being manhandled a lil bit too. he wants you to just completely wreck him in every way possible, to the point where he’s covered w hickeys and bite marks and can barely walk afterwards. he will most definitely try to subtly brag abt it to the other boys abt it the next day, complaining abt how sore he is and letting out cute, exaggerated noises of discomfort when he sits down or exerts himself too hard…he’s a lil proud of it hehe but if anyone actually points it out he’ll turn beet red and curl into himself, trying not to get turned on all over again from the mere memory of what you did to him

felix - curious kitty #2! in lix’s case, it’s not really a matter of if, but when. pegging is smth he’s always wanted to try out given how eager he is to explore every kink under the sun w you, to him it’s more a matter of whether or not you would be willing to. you both fall into the roles so naturally in a way he's longed for his entire life, and once that trust is established n fostered between the two of you, he’s more than ready to give you his all knowing that he’ll be safe n accepted w you <3 even if he's a lil reserved n awkward abt it, he really makes it no secret what he wants, and he has the added privilege of looking so unfairly innocuous even when asking you to do the wildest things to him…you never quite know what to expect from him next. he’s definitely experimented w fingering himself in the past, but bc his fingers are so small a lot of the time it’s difficult for him to hit the right angles or satisfy himself properly, so he just ends up even more frustrated and needy, wishing you were the one fucking him instead ):

lixie’s a very thoughtful boy just like chan and lino, he wants to make things go as smoothly as possible to show you how grateful he is that you would do this for him! but he ends up being pretty reliant on you through the whole process, he can’t help but look to you for guidance on every little thing so his tendency to overthink means you might have to coddle him a lil more than usual ㅠㅠ he’s so sweet and obedient though, literally the good boy of your dreams following each gentle command you give him w a giddy smile. like minho, he’d absolutely love to suck your strap beforehand, both as a way to get it nice n wet and to turn you on…do not fall for those big, angelic eyes looking up at you as he takes the toy as far down his throat as he can…he knows exactly what he’s doing ❤️‍🔥 it also eases his mind a bit to be able to do smth for you, he gets so into it he almost forgets what’s to come and would gladly keep going until his voice is hoarse. once you first enter him (w plenty of lube…i think lix would need it hehe) he’d also love to just stay that way for a bit and “cockwarm” you…he gets a lil sappy abt it and just wants to be in your lap, face to face w you nestled inside him as he adjusts to the stretch. w lots n lots of kissing!! eventually though he starts to get a lil squirmy, letting out soft lil grunts, and you can feel him growing harder where his cock is wedged between the two of you. so you grab hold of his waist and encourage him to start riding you <3 lix would be another one who loves positions where he can feel small, even if he’s bigger than you! he’d feel so safe and secure nuzzling into your neck as he bounces on your lap, and being held down w his legs over his head in a mating press would make his brain melt into mush. i think his favorite would definitely be full nelson though hehe…smth abt how helpless and exposed he is in that position turns him on to an insane degree. he’d also definitely find a way to hold your hands in whichever position you take <3 the noises he makes start out very low and husky w your careful thrusts, but the more you pick up the pace the higher and louder his voice gets. he sounds so sweet and angelic, the moment you first hit his prostate he makes a sound that you have trouble even believing came from him bc of how squeaky it comes out, like a cute lil shout. if you had him in missionary, his legs would be wrapped tight around you the entire time, making it a lil more difficult to move bc he’s got some strong thighs but the gesture is so cute u dont mind. it also makes for the perfect opportunity to tease him that he must want you to finish inside him n fill him up…you can physically see the effect those words have on him. his eyes go so wide and his whole body shudders, and just like that he’s climaxing <3 a few days later you’ve got lixie looking innocent as ever, beaming at you as he presents you w the new ejaculating strap he got to make it a reality hehe

seungmin - minnie is shy!! not necessarily in the giggly, blushy, stuttery way like chan. seungmin is more modest, reserved, and quiet—a lil awkward abt it. out of all the boys, i think he would be the least inclined to try pegging, and he definitely isn’t the one to bring it up, so that’s all in your hands. when you suggest incorporating it into your dynamic, at first he’d probably be pretty unwilling to explore it and just flat out says no bc he just doesn’t think he could feel fully comfortable w smth like that. but, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t spend a lot of time mulling it over in private, even after he’s initially rejected the idea. his lil analytical virgo brain starts to think abt why you’d be interested in pegging in the first place, the new kinds of pleasure it would bring you both, the intimacy of an act like that, and how it might bring you and him closer together to experience. do not be fooled by his composure, kim seungmin is a sentimental softie who is very in touch w his emotions!! his desire to connect w you however he can extends to all facets of your relationship, and as daunting as the vulnerability of subbing can be for him sometimes, that vulnerability is the exact same reason why he values it so much. so, eventually, he decides that the same can be applied to bottoming for the first time and he changes his own mind hehe

he wants to be good for you. he’s so disciplined and obedient, he takes it very seriously and is genuinely a perfect sub (when he wants to be lol, sometimes he’s difficult on purpose) but when trying smth so out of his wheelhouse for the first time, he has some trouble shaking the awkwardness which makes him a lil stiff, a bit less pliant than usual. poor seungmo can’t help but be hyperaware of every sound he lets slip out, every expression he makes, every embarrassing, involuntary reaction his body has to your minstrations. so you can imagine how all of that would be turned up to a 100 when it comes to pegging bc all the focus is on him and his pleasure. he isn’t used to having that degree of attention on his body, esp not…those parts of his body. he’s even shyer than you’re used to during foreplay, just letting a few sighs and grunts slip and looking away timidly when you stare at him for too long. you’d have to be extra observant of his reactions and facial expressions to see what he likes the most, bc he has a tendency to suppress himself. one thing he does make sure to do though is periodically let you know that he’s still okay, through a quick lil nod or hand squeeze. he’d prefer to start out w him lying on his tummy, not facing you. it spares him the embarrassment of you seeing his features twist in pleasure, and he can also push his face into the pillows to mask all his noises. he might wanna wear a big hoodie or sweater to cover up his body too. i think he’d spend extra time adjusting in comparison to the other boys, partially bc he’s nervous n partially bc he wants to bask in the moment a bit. kinda like lix, he really values the closeness of just being connected like that and stays unmoving w you inside him for a while <3 he starts off swallowing down his noises so they only come out as cute, hushed lil whimpers, but as you start to ease in and out of him, even he can’t hold back as much as he wants to. it feels so strange but so relieving, almost like you’re fulfilling a desire he hadn’t even known was there until now. he mostly lets out gentle exhales and mewls, and when you hit his sweet spot for the first time, a full on gasp, which is pretty dramatic for seungmin hehe. even if you can’t see his expressions, you can see his fingers digging into the sheets and his muscles clenching with effort and his hips starting to rock into the mattress. if you leaned down to press kisses down his spine, he would shudder so beautifully n let out the sweetest moan for you. when he’s far gone enough to give in completely to the pleasure, he goes limp beneath you and allows you to flip him over so you can finally get a look at his pretty blissed out face. and when you do, he looks up at you w the most adoring lovestruck puppy gaze like you put the stars in the sky, just pure hearts floating in his big brown eyes that immediately lets you know he’s way more into this than either of you thought he’d be 🥰

jeongin - like binnie, i think there’s a good chance he might be kinda clueless as to what pegging even really is, so he wouldn’t be the one to suggest it first or even consider it an option. when you first introduce the idea to him, poor innie sputters smth like “eh? that’s a thing????” and you can practically see a whole new world of possibilities opening up in his wide, sparkly eyes. it makes his heart race a bit if he’s being honest, but he also feels a lil unsure abt it bc he’s never even really thought abt having anything…go inside of him…just imagining it gets him all squirmy, red in the face, n playing nervously w his ears. he’d probably call you a perv at first for even wanting smth like that and acts like he isn’t interested in trying it…however…just like seungmin, do not be fooled!! he spends the next several days thinking abt it, maybe a lil too often. in innie’s case he keeps going back to it partially out of curiosity, and partially bc he is very much a pleaser who craves your approval deep down, almost to the same degree as chan and jisung. he just doesn’t want you to know that hehe…unfortunately for him it’s kinda obvious in the way he brings it up many times afterwards, mostly through asking questions that he thinks are casual like “so…*clears throat* how big would it even be?” or “is it really supposed to feel that good?” or even nagging you like “seriously, why’d you have to say smth so weird? now i can’t stop thinking abt it” w lots of awkward giggles to make it seem like a joke but when he’s constantly making lil comments abt it unprovoked you quickly start to catch on hehe…he looks so genuinely hopeful and curious without even realizing, you can’t help but tease him a bit for how transparent he is

i think innie really wants to impress you! as you’re leading into the pegging he’s extra nervous and kinda out of his element, bc he feels like he can’t really do anything to appeal to you like usual…he sometimes tends to lean into the role of a service sub bc he feeds off your praises like nothing else. he loves when you teach him how to please you properly, even more so when he does it right and earns a proud reaction from you, a moan or a headpat and a "good boy". but when he’s the one getting all the pleasure…well, as much as he craves being the center of your attention, he inevitably gets a bit bashful. he will be hiding his face a lot, covering his eyes w his fingers or clamping his hand over his mouth trying to stifle himself bc the sounds that are leaving his lips are embarrassingly loud. like channie, he'd need a lot of praise and reassurance through it all! he can't even try to pretend like he's confident or knows what he's doing, and the entire time he's watching you w the widest, most fascinated gaze that gives away how much he really depends on you to guide him through it. he giggles so much, both out of shyness and in an attempt to ease his nerves. he can barely get a sentence out without tripping over his words or letting out breathy lil chuckles, and you have to periodically remind him to loosen up a bit as you're fingering him open bc he stiffens every time a jolt of pleasure passes through him. it’s all so unfamiliar but so good, he feels like he has no control over his body anymore, and that only amplifies once you actually slide your strap inside. he is gasping and writhing and letting out the most shameless moans he's ever heard in his life, but as much as it makes his face burn red, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself no matter how hard he tried. the best way to get him to relax and completely melt into it is to whisper sweet words to him through it all, tell him how pretty he looks and sounds when he’s feeling good, how well he's taking every inch of you even when he’s so tight, how he's such a good boy and a fast learner <3 jeongin quickly learns that the praises you give him simply for getting fucked into a cute moaning mess make his brain short circuit like nothing else, he could get addicted to it. i think he’s one of the most likely to go a lil dumb from it hehe…he leans a lot more into the guilty pleasure side of him that’s used to being pampered n doted on~

#ask #💌#💌 skz #im so glad u like it here also!! welcome to ur switch arc 😼#joking hehe

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harlowtales · 4 months

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Paparazzi follow Y/N and Jack takes care of business

***18 + mature themes, drama, romance***

“Y/N I ain’t going in that store with you. You’ll be in there for hours. Let’s split up and we’ll meet to grab lunch Ok?” Your husband said trying to be as sweet as possible to have his way to go to the sporting goods store.

“You really need another fitted hat Jack?” You teased. Since he cut his hair in a mullet that’s all he’s been wearing.

“You can never have too many fitteds babe.” Jack said seriously

“Ok, little bug, pups and me will go our way and you go yours.” You said cheerfully and pecked him on the cheek. At least he wouldn’t be tagging along and annoying you. St.Matthews Mall was super quiet this time of day. There was hardly anyone around to bother you and for the most part people in Louisville were used to Jack, but he walked with security anyway. Him and his bodyguard headed to the sports store as his bodyguard wanted some new sneakers.

You were so happy to get out and shop like a normal person. The store was practically empty but suddenly you got a weird feeling as you browsed. You looked around without wanting to look paranoid, and felt a presence but nobody was there. Only the cashier and a few people milling around far away from you and baby Ella. You were checking something out and dropped it. That’s when a man with sunglasses on made an attempt to pick it up first and you caught a flash out the corner of your eye. It was paparazzi creating a distraction to snap a picture of you, the new baby, and new puppy.

“Ughhh! I’m just trying to shop please!” You said obviously irritated but kept your cool and proceeded to move closer to the cashier in the huge department store. You tapped your Apple watch to discreetly call your husband. Getting at you could be a ploy to bait Jack so you had to be subtle. They definitely knew he was in the mall and may have followed him there.

Jack wasn’t picking up and you could feel yourself get sweaty. You picked up the puppy preparing for anything happening. Ella was all wrapped up taking a nap so they couldn’t see her face. You were trying to get the cashier’s attention in the distance who was serving other customers. They followed you and one stepped in front of you.

“Mrs. Harlow how was fashion week?!” They asked loudly and excitedly snapping pics as you confusedly tried to protect baby Ella and held a firm grip on the puppy.

“I didn’t go to fashion week can you please leave me alone?” You said getting heated which is what they wanted. They saw your face getting red and knew they were wearing you down. You never had to deal with paparazzi directly. Jack was always with you and had a way of seeing a camera or phone a mile away and staring them down. With a new baby the only place you tended to go was around Jack’s family and friends. His circle was pretty tight knit and in that scary moment you realized just how sheltered you had become.

“For fuck sakes Jack pick up!!” You panicked inside your mind. You tried dialling him again finally he answered.

“So how much did you spend?” He teased as soon as he answered. You loved when you could hear him smiling through the phone.

“Jack.” You whispered “Paps are here and they are…hey! Don’t touch my baby!!” You shooed away one of them who made a move to move baby Ella’s blanket to the side to see her face. He snapped a picture of you looking angry on purpose.

“Y/N!! I’m coming!” Jack said and raced across the mall with his security. The cashier heard the commotion and pressed the button under her cash register to signal help from mall security.

“Just give us a picture and we’ll leave ok? Give us a pretty smile with baby Ella.” One of the camera men said.

“I don’t want to! Leave us alone!” You said trying to get around them blocking you. The puppy was doing its best to be intimidating as it started barking uncontrollably. They didn’t see Jack enter the store right behind them.

Everyone that was shopping left as they were afraid of the scene, and the cashier just stood there. Nobody helped you and mall security was slow in coming. If not for Jack and his bodyguard you don’t know what would’ve happened to you and little Ella.

“You touched my daughter??!! You fucking crazy?” Jack raged and lunged at one of the photographers. His bodyguard went to hold him back but it was too late. Jack already had the guy on the ground, elbowed him in the ribs, and took his camera.

“I’m going to sue you Harlow!” The photographer yelled. Jack tossed the camera to his bodyguard who was 6”7 and over 300lbs.

“Fucking sue me bitch!” Jack said easily keeping him pinned down as he was much bigger. During the scuffle on the ground the bodyguard had successfully detained the other photographer and took his phone. He had snapped pictures of Jack rolling on the ground with his partner in crime and got pictures of you and baby Ella.

“You got pics of my kid in your fucking phone?” Jack said angrily turning to the other photographer as the bodyguard was waving the phone well above the photographer’s head who was much shorter and smaller than him. The photographer nervously nodded yes.

Mall security finally showed up. “Call the police now.” Jack ordered as he finally got off the paparazzi he had on the ground. They grabbed hold of the guy and called the police immediately. “You boys always take this long to respond to a mother and her baby?” Jack furiously questioned them.

“Sorry Mr. Jack um sir, we didn’t know it was this serious.” One of them said shakily

You were frozen hanging on so tight to the handle of Ella’s stroller your fingers were numb. You buried your face in the puppy’s soft curly fur as you hung onto its little body for dear life. It had stopped barking and wagged its tail happily as Jack snapped out of his blackout rage and came towards you. He was a sweaty mess and out of breath wrapping his arms around you and took hold of Ella’s stroller.

“Baby…are you ok?” He asked swallowing you in a huge hug. He kissed the top of your head, and touched noses with the puppy.

“I…I feel sick.” You said in a bit of a daze. You weren’t even completely sure you were speaking.

“I will never forgive myself.” Jack said holding you close with one hand firmly on the stroller. Baby Ella started fussing. All that was happening that she could hear but not really see had her holding her little breath in fear. Finally she let out a loud little scream and started bawling. Jack rushed to pick her up. He had you, Ella, and the puppy in a warm huddle.

The police got the paparazzi’s camera and phone. After a quick statement from you and Jack they handcuffed them and put them in the back of a squad car. 2 other cop cars had showed up securing the outside with their guns drawn.

Jack’s security quickly ushered you all into your SUV. Once you secured Ella in her seat, you sank down into your seat and crumbled into a pile of tears which annoyed you because you were supposed to be stronger than this. Your husband was famous and you thought you knew how to handle it and protect your daughter. “I didn’t protect her…he touched her blanket. He got so close.” You said in between sobbing.

“Babe please nothing is your fault. It’s all mine.” Jack was sitting beside you holding your hand. “I never should’ve left you alone.” He rubbed your back as he looked over at Ella who was smiling at the security guard who was holding the puppy. He was playing peek a boo with Ella to calm her down. “I would do anything to protect you both.” Jack said warmly and you rested your weary head on his shoulder.

Jack’s phone started buzzing like crazy in his pocket. It was Neelam, then Urban, then Clay, all his friends, then his parents. When Jack was on the ground, the other photographer managed to quickly post some footage and it was all over Instagram.

“Bro!! You need me to break someone’s neck?” Said Urban

“Honey! Is Ella and Y/N ok?” Jack’s mom asked

“Son, is my granddaughter ok?” Jack’s dad said

“I have your lawyer on the line Jack.” Neelam said

“GUYS!! Stop!” Jack yelled to his group of guys who did a group call. “Leave us alone for a bit please. We know you’re all concerned but Y/N and Ella are shaken up and they need me to focus on them right now.” He gave a similar explanation to each caller.

“What about you blue eyes?” You asked your husband when he was finally able to get off the phone. “Are you ok babe?”

“Are you kidding me right now?” Jack said looking at you in wonder. “Me? I’m fine. I want to smash those assholes heads in but don’t pay me any mind. I let you down. I let Ella down. They almost touched my baby.” Jack’s voice was shaking. When you pulled into the underground garage to your home, his other manager Chris was waiting with his lawyer.

“Jack. You ok?” Chris asked as he hugged him relieved to see his family was safe.

“Do we have to do this now?” Jack asked wearily crashing from the adrenaline of his anger.

“We do but I won’t take much of your time.” His lawyer explained. You all went upstairs to your suite and Jack’s lawyer had a conversation with both of you to hear exactly what happened. “I will issue a statement to the media right away and don’t talk to anyone about this. I’ll handle it from here.” The lawyer said and saw himself out with Jack’s manager giving baby Ella a kiss on the cheek and you a warm hug before leaving.

Suddenly it seemed so quiet. Ella had a bottle and was exhausted from all the commotion. Jack turned on the news to see if anything had hit yet and sure enough it was the breaking story with his picture plastered on the screen. He turned the TV off and put his phone on silent as calls continued to come in from other friends who didn’t know him and his family were fine. Neelam, Chris, even Drama were busy fielding media requests.

You put Ella to sleep while Jack drew both of you a nice bath lighting candles and playing soft jazz to make it extra relaxing for you.

He got behind you in the steaming tub and massaged your shoulders. You moaned in pain but it felt so good. You were sure you had a hundred missed calls from your family and friends but you tried to just relax with your husband. “Jack if you didn’t come….” You started to thank him.

“Y/N I should’ve been there period.” Jack said sternly “Fucking period. Ok?”

“Maybe we shouldn’t talk about it right now, but I called your doctor to come and check you out so he’s coming by later.” You offered kindly. You could tell Jack was still very upset. You were calmed down now especially being in his arms and the lawyer reassured you Jack would not be in any kind of trouble. “It’s just…you protect us so much I…I never had to deal with that before. Thank you for all that you do for us”. You caressed his arms around you feeling so safe.

“Boy did I ever make the right choice in a woman.” Jack said as he wrapped his legs around you.

“You know you did!” You said sassily

“…and humble too!” He said with a little laugh “I almost went to jail today you know. I wanted to do a lot more to those guys.”

“I know. It was kinda hot. I never seen you so mad.” You said

“Oh yeah? That turned you on??” He giggled “What else turns you on Mrs. Harlow?” He took the sponge and squeezed steamy water down your chest.

“Men with bad tempers and dimples who hate tomatoes and chocolate chip cookies.” You teased as you backed your behind into him.

“Again with the fucking cookies, why you always on that?” He said quizzically as he started to get aroused.

“Because I never met anyone that didn’t like chocolate chip cookies. It’s weird.” You said matter of factly

“You know what’s weird, I’ll tell you what.” Jack said as a deeper southern accent snuck out of him and you loved when that happened “I caught Ella making noises to one of my songs yesterday and sucking on her toes. Can I suck your toes?” He made a motion to go for your toes but is so big water splashed onto the bathroom floor.

“You’re cleaning that up!!” You howled. You pretended you wanted him to stop. Jack was so happy to see you relax and laugh. You were the strongest person he ever met, always holding him down through all the bullshit in his life, and to see how frightened you were earlier made him realize you are human too at the end of the day.

“Why don’t we dry off and take this to the bedroom?” He said in your ear.

“Yeah? You gonna wrestle me like you did that photographer?” You breathed

“You get off on the weirdest shit.” He said rubbing noses with you. “You gonna have me looking for photographers to punch in the face! Let’s go make Ella a sister.”

#jack harlow #fanfic #romance #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow fanfic #dramatic

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olderthannetfic · 7 months

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This is completely 100% my issue but it annoys me when people clutter their tags on AO3 with a bunch of jokes and entire sentences. I know I'm lazy but I don't wanna read an entire paragraph of tags. I might add one joke to my tags but never more than that. I want tags to be a clear and concise indicator of what's in the fic - if they're not that's the author's choice & it's not immoral or whatever but I'm gonna scroll right past the fic as my eyes glaze over. Again, I know it's just that I'm too lazy to read the tags, but ughhh

Nah, that's not laziness. Tags should be easy to read like a nice book blurb. A chatty tag or two at the end is fine if they aren't a paragraph long. Too many is an aesthetic mess.

Writing good headers is an art, and most people do "suck at summaries" and all the rest of it.

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purrplegyuu · 5 months

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Cold | Choi Beomgyu

Index

Chapter three

Warnings: unhappiness, slightly angst, soft beomgyu, abusive mother, swearing. omg the softest chapter eveeer

Word count: 1.4k

Taglist: @arianap23e, @haatohwa

I don't know why is it soooo soft, I don't like it ughhh. Like this is a dark story. Anyways, the following chapters are gonna be waaaay darker (i mean i hope). I kinda like soft Beommie tho...

Let me know if you find any kind of mistake, i'm not a native speaker and this helps me so so so much ^_^

Also let me know if you want to be added to the tag list, if you want to suggest an event to happen on next chapters or if you have any question about any detail. Luv yaa (●'◡'●)

I’m not happy. I know that. I know I will never go to school with a bright smile on my face like Jiwoo, because unlike her, I don’t have anything that makes me enjoy sitting on an uncomfortable chair for hours, looking at the professors as if I am paying attention, and talk kindly to my classmates as if I don’t hate them so much.

I even started to believe happiness is a vile lie American series have shown to us.

However, lately, these bad feelings have been increasing. And dad knows that.

That’s why he came home early on a saturday night and announced that we were going on vacation to that pretty house on a lake that his mother left him as an inheritance.

“You okay guys?” He asks while driving, looking at me through the mirror. I smile slightly at him, nodding. “Gyu, I heard you got really good grades again. Bet your mother is really really proud” Beomgyu looks at him back, quiet, and totally ignores him.

The awkward aura all over the car now, as dad looks at Beomgyu’s mother, scared of making his relationship even worse. He has tried thousands of ways to get along with Beomgyu, but the boy sitting by my side never really cared.

Once we arrive, dad gets out of his car, stretching his back. I look at Beomgyu. He really hates my father. At least that’s what it looks like—he gets even darker when our parents are close to him, doesn’t even smirk at any kind of jokes and doesn’t say a single word until they are far away again.

But today, he looks even more dark than usual, which makes me feel a bit scared.

I get out of the car when he does. I see his mother running towards my dad in order to enter the house with him.

We both stand in front of the house quietly, looking at the way our parents play like kids with their luggage as they take it in the house. They really look like a young couple. However, I find it a bit weird, but I guess it is just because I never liked her.

I look around. There are so many memories from my childhood—the garden full of flowers I planted when I was five, the rustic oven I used to make pizza in when I was eight, the lake where I learned how to swim when I was nine. But everything looks just too old and dirty—it’s been seven years since the last time we came here, it’s been seven years since the last time I enjoyed being in such a place… it’s been seven years since I last saw her.

I walk through the trees until I have reached a certain place. A small dock made of old wood, mouldy and poorly stable. Hundreds of drawings all over one of the wood tiles—’Jeongseo’ on top of everything, followed by ‘Namhyuk’ and ‘Dami’.

I really miss those times.

By 6 p. m., dad calls me to the big dock in front of our house.

“Gaeum, honey, could you please go get the meat?” Beomgyu’s mom smiles at him, and makes a disgusted face when she turns around. Dad’s on the white boat his father used to drive right before dying three years ago. Everything I can think about when I see it, is him swearing he will never use it again because it was his dad’s, not his.

“We’re taking Luna on an expedition” he says. I can see the happiness on his face. Luna is the name grandpa gave his boat. “Remember when we used to go to the other side of the lake?” I nod. “Well, we are going to go there to take the dinner tonight” a big smile on his face makes me force myself to smile although I’m not happy or excited.

“I will go get a sweater”

When I get in the house, I don’t see Gaeum in the kitchen, which I found a bit weird, but don’t really pay attention to it. I go to my room, take a pink sweater and try it on in front of the mirror. I’m wearing a long-sleeved dark shirt which is supposed to cover me up enough to make me feel warm, however, the short jean skirt makes it hard for me to get warm. Even with a big coat, and in the house, I’m trembling.

However, I get out of my room, holding a white blanket, and stop walking when I hear some noises in Beomgyu’s room. The door is closed, so I cannot see anything, but I don’t also see any light under the door, even though it’s 6:30 p. m., and it’s very dark already.

“Don’t be fucking dumb” Gaeum’s voice sounding so different—meaner, unlike her usual fake sweet voice tone. “Could you please think a bit? Ha, you’re almost an adult, why would I have to ask you to not be so dumb?” The door of my room closes strongly due to the air running through my open window, which makes me jump, touching my chest. No more sounds in the room makes me feel scared someone can catch me, so I walk back to the door.

Gaeum gets out of Beomgyu’s room, and I look at her, trying to look as natural as possible, holding tightly my blanket, faking a blank face to her like I didn’t hear anything.

“What?” I ask when she keeps looking at me. I even impress myself with my almost perfect acting.

“Are you ready? I’m asking Beomgyu if he is also ready” I look in his room. He’s not visible from outside, so I just nod to her, going down once again.

Some minutes after that, Gaeum gets on the boat, giving dad the things he asked for and his coat. Beomgyu walks behind her, blank face as always, and doesn’t look at dad, just gets in the boat and sits by my side.

Dad knows perfectly how to drive the boat, so he does it while we all try to warm ourselves with our coats.

The place we and Beomgyu are sitting is lower than the place our parents are at, so they can’t see us unless they go down.

That’s why he puts his hand on my thigh, caressing it as we’re alone over there. I look at him, looking at the lake deeply. His soft hair moving with the air, his face even prettier than ever, flawless skin, and some red marks on his cheeks like he has just cried.

“You don’t seem that happy” he says, still looking at the lake.

“I never look happy” I say, jokingly. Spending so much time with Jiwoo has started to affect me. But he doesn’t laugh. The silence makes me want to be sincere with him. Guess he has this effect on me. “I don’t really like here” He turns around to look at me, almost surprised at my words. It’s a pretty and almost paradisiacal place. Why wouldn’t I like it? “Everything I can think about when I’m here is her… the last time I saw mom”

We stay silent for a few minutes, weirdly enjoying each other’s company.

Then, he talks once again. “I know you listened” his husky voice should make me feel scared, however, his hands touching me so softly, his head against mine, his arm around me, his body warming me up… I can’t be scared even if he says he will kill me after that. And I wonder if that kind of scenes are the reason I love him so much even when he treats me so wrong most of the time. Maybe I don’t love him, maybe I just love the way he treats me so wrong, but sometimes, he acts like he loves me back.

I don’t try to deny it. He knows me well. The voice tone he used isn’t even doubtful. He knows I listened.

“Don’t want to know why was she so mad?” Weirdly, everytime he doesn’t use pet names, it’s just because he’s treating me well.

I look at him quietly. I find it a bit acted the way he fakes peace, like it doesn’t really bother him. His eyes a bit red, like his nose and cheeks.

“She found out I’m fucking someone” He flashes a bit more than usual. “, and scolded me for not using condom” His eyes shiny, and can feel like he’s being forced or something like that. However, I don’t say anything.

I never say anything.

#beomgyu smut #txt smut #txt choi line smut #soobin smut #tw: noncon #toxic beomgyu #tw: dubcon #kpop #kpop smut #fanfic #txt x reader #txt imagines #Beomgyu stepbrother #beomgyu overstimulation #beomgyu hard dom #beomgyu mean dom #Cold | Beomgyu #purrplegyuu

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an-theduckin · 5 months

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MY THOUGHTS N THEORIES ON THIS!!

PKAY OKAY SO FIRST OF ALL. IM LITERALLY SO EXCITED RN LIKE IM LITERALLY SHAKING I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA EXPLODE. BUT STILL, IM SO SO NERVOUS CUZ IT MIGHT NOT LIVE UP 2 MY STANDARDS N NOT BE GOOD (WHICH IS UNLIKELY CUZ ID EAT UP EVERY SCRAP OF MARK CONTENT BUT STILL. IM PARANOID) LIKE. WHAY IF IT GOES AGAINST MY HEADCANONS OR SMTH. IK I SHOULDNT TREAT IT SERSIOULU N JUST IGNORE CANON BUT STILL!! IM SOMEONE WHOS CONSTANTLY OBSESSED N INSECURE ABT GETTING CHARACTERS WRONG OR MAKING THEM OOC. SO YEAH I FEEL SO CONFLICTED RN CUZ I FEEL BOTH EXCITED N NERVOUS AT THE SAME TIME.

ENOUGH ABOUT HOW I FEEL. LETS TALK ABT WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN. Okay okay so! Many things can happen lemme just list down all the possibilities. More maf lore, marks life b4 Billy, marks life after Billy n how he got 2 the void, Mark interacting with Argos/Mr plant, Mark just doing smth in the void like "A day in the life of Mark" (Just realised that's literally my fanfic's title after typing that LMAO) so yeah. Ashur said "A YouTube video related to this series is coming out tomorrow...", the word 'related' suggest that it might not be fully about Mark and could include like. Mr plant and Argos too. Which crosses out the possibility of it being more maf lore, marks life b4 Billy, and 'a day in the life of mark'. I considered crossing out the possibility of the marks life after Billy thingy but like, maybe ashur would show how mark moved into the void and could like connect it 2 Argos delivering mail 2 him or Argos being the welcoming committee for when he first moved into the void (eeeeek this is what happened in my Mark fic!) Sooo yeah the most possible thing is Mark just interacting with plargos. Ughhh but idk cuz he has interact with them b4 and ashur didn't made a whole announcement for that. Maybe its cuz this time he'll have more screen time? Gosh I really hope so. Idk man maybe all my theories r wrong n ashur just do a completely different thing and in that case I'll go hide in the corner from embarrassment. I really really hope he does this green goober justice n doesn't just ruin it yk. I've seen it happen before and I'm just so scared of it happening to Mark.

Anywaysss so yeah if u couldn't tell IM SO FUCKING HAPPY N EXCITED ABT IT IM SCREAMING

@machathecat @labratgurlz @faenemy SORRY FOR TAGGING I JUST THINK U MIGBT WANNA SEE THIS N ALSO I WANNA SEE UR REACTIOM 2 MY CRINGY ASS (/AFFECTIONATE) THEORIES!!! :DDDD

#an_theduckin #twomp #ashur gharavi #mark and friends #the world of mr plant #my ramblings #twomp theory #my theories #maf #fuck Billy Hendricks #my text posts #long post

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southpawbitch · 11 months

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MAY | mj's fic recs

my FIRST monthly roundup to share with everyone what the hell i've been reading all month :) posting a little early bc i'm back on my animal crossing bullshit and probably won't be reading much until the weekend! xx MJ

rhett

Pretend To Be My Boyfriend | @sugarcoated-lame | not sure how this is the ONLY rhett fic i've read/enjoyed all month, but it satisfied something deep within me

bob

Ghosts | Prologue | @topguncortez | soooo excited for this! reads like a scene out of a movie i could see everything so fucking clearly!!

The Wind Blows | @blue-aconite | crushed my soul, that's all

Picture Perfect Porcelain | @coyotesamachado | steamy af & from the tgm archives. i wasn't on tumblr last summer, so there's still so much i haven't read!

bradley

That Summer (Parts 3-5) | @ereardon (master post tagged) | if this were a romance novel, i'd read it all in one sitting and think about it for the rest of my life...cute and emotional and just right up my alley content-wise. we love a misunderstood bad boy 'round here

The Importance of Introductions | @jupitercomet | read this during work which was a mistake bc miss girl needed her vibrator immediately. can't wait to read more!!!

Hung Up | @wkndwlff (bradley/reader & jake/reader) | propppper way to to a love triangle is to make one a fucking idiot. in all seriousness, great work, can't wait for more (if there will be more)

v-card | @seresinsweetie | also read this during work and felt so dirty, but good grief. typically not too into the whole virgin thing, but this works on sooo many levels

Voulez-Vous | @roosterbruiser | linked the prologue, but i've been rereading this from the start and it's so fucking fantastic. someone call HBO bc this shit would be awesome as a series like i need to see this visually with my eyeballs stat!

jake

Operation Apollo | 2.5 | sunlightmurdock | nearing the end of a phenomenal fic. read the whole thing rn if you haven't already

baby, i'm high octane | @laracrofted (master post tagged) | so fun and so original (read this standalone bc i'm dumb) and just now realized there's more parts!!!! this will be the first thing i read in june!

Less Talk | Part VII | @tongue-like-a-razor | ughhh cannot wait for more of this! i feel like classic jake is him falling for someone he'd never in a million years think he'd fall for and they're like the only person he can't get just by looking at them

#fic recs #may fic recs #mj's fic recs #top gun fanfiction #top gun fanfic #top gun fic recs #outer range fanfic #rhett abbott fanfiction

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montypng · 1 year

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new follower here, love your art so much it's filled with so much character! I saw your tag on the lovely ghoul art; so, thought I'd send an ask: I'd love to hear your thoughts on danger days! Any things at all, feel free to ramble if you want! I always love hearing others hcs/opinions/etc on the series!

HELLO this ask has been sitting in my inbox since january sorry..its mostly bc i have sooo many things 2 talk about and i wasnt sure what i wanted 2 say in this answer but whatever im just gonna ramble SO!!! U get a bunch of random hcs and maybe thematic analysis yippee!! and thank u soo much for the kind words :]

imo all the kjs have some form of body focused repetitive behavior because this is my world and i do what i want.. poison and ghoul have dermatillomania (compulsive skin picking), and kobra and jet have trich (hair pulling) maybe. I think constantly being on the run + adrenaline highs and lows would lead to unhealthy coping mechanisms for all of them and desert living leads 2 pretty shit skin (poison+kobra have at least had bad acne for sure) which is conducive to skin picking..i think the venom siblings and ghoul are bat city runaways too so the withdrawal from bli pills (+shakes and sweats) contributed to them developing bfrbs.

ghoul also gets really bad shakes and jitters from withdrawal, so when it gets so bad that they can’t work on their explosives he blasts mad gear as loud as it can from its speakers and lets himself scream all the frustration out.

also ghoul definitely has hearing loss from bomb detonation in too close proximity. tell me it would know abt proper hearing protection safety protocols with a straight face its impossible.

kobra was born w microform cleft lip, which means he has a little deformity/groove in his upper lip kind of similar to a snake’s . also he broke his nose at some point and it healed wrong so crooked nosebridge↴

both jet and kobra are prone to migraines bc of eye strain and sensitivity (jet is nearly fully blind in his right eye and both kobras eyes are extremely sensitive to light, hence the sunglasses).

sometimes when the migraines are too much they both lie down in the trans am seats together at night and close their eyes and breathe in the dark

prior to jets eye injury they were the teams best marksman, and im not sure yet how greatly that changes after they lose depth perception, but one thing i like to believe is that jet is also a great sniper (stereoscopic vision due to retinal disparity is also only effective up til about 30 meters too so he wouldnt need to rely on binocular vision for that), so maybe they focuse on that skill post-injury. how i picture their scar ↴

this is so long already but 1 last thing more in a thematic analysis vein: i need ppls opinions on the girl and her story PLEASE. she has so little agency in the canon narrative but . Where r the girlposters around here i need to hear others thoughts on her guilt complex from the fab 4s sacrifice and her running away from her own role as the protagonist of a story she never wanted 2 be part of and her blowing up the city that killed her family and whether or not that alleviated her neuroses and brought catharsis or not and her characterisation as a literal bomb and destructive force even though shes just a kid and ughhh. Linking this girl post i made a while ago w an anne carson quote that makes me crazy ANYWAYS. Talk 2 me about her. Im begging.

#asks #rainerhammond #danger days #ttlotfk #killjoys #party poison #fun ghoul #jet star #kobra kid #the girl #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #my art #Im gna maintag this bc i need ppls opinions on the girl im living in a drought #ALSO dude ur tags on my posts r always so nice i appreciate them so much #STAY COOL!!!

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dreamsofminnie · 11 months

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[Luke Pearce x Reader] Series

Ch. 5-10 [Luke]

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—His Escape | Word Count: 2,590

—March 16th, 12:23 AM

[[Recent message: I can’t help but peek into your room to see if you came back secretly.]]

Unbeknownst, the 100th sigh has now erupted from your lips as you fiddled with your lunch half eaten.

Peanut perched beside your plate occasionally pecking the dried figs you set for him.

“Peanut, you must miss your dad right? I miss Luke very much too.” Your pointer finger strokes the birb somberly as he peeps quietly.

“How many days has it been since he was gone? hmn, 4 days.” Laying your arms and head across the marble countertop your phone opened up to Luke’s one sided conversation.

Groaning you release your phone and bury your head between your outstretched arms.

“What to dooo, Fridays were our game and movie nights… ughhh! Luke you jerk! Maing me wait for you to come back like some military wife!! Give you a good scolding when you get back!”

Straightening your body and your resolve, you reach your finger out for Peanut to perch on and head upstairs.

“Apologizes Lukey, but I’m rummaging through your stuff.” Throwing his door open you find his usual messy desks and bookshelves that line the wall. His bed look haggard like he has been living here, in which, he really hasn't.

“Haizz, as always. Super messy Luke” Your sigh was so fond, one might’ve mistaken you as a wife whose waiting for their husband on an abroad trip across the world.

—March 16, 12:27 AM

[[Sent: Do you mind if i clean up a bit]]

[[Sent: I wont touch your important papers]]

Stuffing your phone in the back pocket, you roll up your sleeves to get to work. “Luke admires Sherlock Holmes to such an extent that he even matches Sherlock’s messy workplace.” Despite the grin on your face, the heavy document lifting will be a huge workout.

“If only you had arms to help me Peanut.” He tilted his head at your call while staying out of your way on the far window sill, his favorite sunbathing spot.

Piles upon piles were stacked against a corner you cleaned beforehand. Moved out of the path so access to other areas was easily accessible. Many of the papers were covered, with a label tag—simple to comprehend for the correct file in any case.

They stood tall so thickly that they rivaled your throat width solely in how many pages they contained.

How Luke actually managed to write up and read that is beyond you. The real hassle in detective work is the paperwork that research brings.

Even just a smidge, do you understand all of Luke’s sleepless nights you have caught him with his room light still shining bright. You had scolded him once while he apologized profusely. You were pretty sure he still managed to find a loophole and kept up with his late-night work hours. And you couldn’t say anything then, since you were studying up till sunrise.

One unfortunate chance was when Luke and you thought of sneaking into the kitchen for a quick snack and perhaps some caffeinated tea. Catching each other on tip-toes in pajamas, you making tea, and Luke getting snacks, was a fun core memory. Both of you ended up sitting in the living room working side-by-side. Till one of you would fall asleep on the other then eventually night passes then you and Luke wake up snuggled close.

Warmth had spread to you from cherished memories of a family you held dear. Wherever Luke may be, you just hoped he comes back in one piece, breathing and smiling bright.

Papers all stacked and on the side,you get to sweeping some of the discarded trash. Crumpled papers that— if unraveled, were rushed thought processes of a detective onto an exciting new lead.

His favorite juice boxes littered around his small trash can, as if his aim was terrible and he missed the trash with every new juice box.

Leftover craft materials were present only beside his bedside, which seemed like wood shavings, a dull carving knife, and cut-out paper. It seems you needed a vacuum for all those.

Floor now all clean and vacuumed, you reach Luke’s desk and bookshelf behind it. Many spaces on the shelves were free so packing the documents away in them was alright to do. You can just sort them for him and label each shelf with the contents. You had done this for Luke once in his other office. It wasn't as messy as his room is now, but Luke really enjoys your neat and tidy file sorting. He’s called it, “Name’s personal file service! Luke only V.I.P service, right?~”

You giggle to yourself as you hear his voice through those words.

Unable to reach the higher shelves, you decided to save those for after every other thing that needed to be cleaned. His desk was just for area mapping, entry and exit routes to suspected buildings. Shifting them in a pile to the side of the table you hesitate if you wanted to peer through his desk cabinets. Personal or not, you would prefer if you had his permission first-hand.

Though i guess you were already invading his chambers without consent.

“I’m so sorry Luke. I will confess all my sins to your punishments when you get back, let me indulge in your personal affairs just this once.”

Shutting your eyes tight, you feel Peanut flap his wings and perch on your shoulder, eyes intently locked on the cabinet handle you were clutching. Opening one eye to watch Peanut you open the first drawer and crouch down to look closer.

The bottom is lined with thin files, scribbled notes, unopened letters, and craft utensils like the carving knife you found earlier. Not at all work-related, you could tell by the decorative ornaments that littered the box. Some were beads, pieces of jewelry, and preserved rose petals. Nothing matched Luke in this cabinet.

These were for you.

Luke has made many of things for gifts in the years spent together, you can recognize his crafts anywhere. And these were meant for you. This cabinet was all of you.

“..maybe I really shouldn’t have.” Peanut seemed to notice your surprise, shame and guilt. He chirped and flew down into the drawer hopping on the beads and letters as if finding something in that stack. “Peanut??! Hey hey, get out of there.”

His chirping grew persistent when spotting something in the far back of the cabinet. Dragging the item out with struggle, Peanut chips for you to help, so you worridly comply. Peanut would only do things on his own accord if, it was benefiting Luke, or, to embarrass Luke. You can’t tell which this is just yet.

Taking the wood block that Peanut dragged out to show you, you gap at the wood block.

It was a carving. A blooming rose so beautifully detailed and outlined down to the thinnest carve marks. A bird just like Peanut was the centerpiece in the rose, it sat at the middle in an angled side view as its wings raised to fly. You could tell it was unfinished because these types of carvings needed a thick coat of paint, and this was not at all painted just yet.

Dragging your hand across the carefully detailed and hard carve marks, you felt marks on the other side of the block when your hand moved. Stunned, you turn it around and freeze even further. Peanut tweeted and sat on your knee awaiting your final reaction. The back of the block was empty besides the small word carving on the bottom corner.

“Congratulations on your Graduation!!” A small sticky note wrote, “I always knew my Watson could push forth through the intense studying to earning your degree!! I’m really proud of you.” A small heart that was drawn in the corner of the sticky note was very light, as if he was hesitant to include it.

A bubble of sad inducing emotions threatened the peace and tranquility in your facade these past days. It prodded in your throat as your mouth was in a trembling frown, tears near slipping.

Peanut could feel the anguish radiating off you and chirped worridly, hopping closer to your face and rubbing his body against your skin. Fingers hardening against the wood, careful not to ruin it, you swallow the despair down and hold yourself.

“Luke…you silly boy….my graduation isn’t till about month from now.. You didn’t have to prepare so hard. Thank me in person if you’re so proud of me. That’s all I want..” The repeated words as if you were in a trance, were on the tip of your tongue but you didn’t dare speak those 3 words ‘I miss you.’

Inhaling deeply and exhaling you sniffle the rest of the sadness away and get up off the floor ready to finish the late-spring cleaning you started.

Peanut who still sat on your shoulder tilted his body at you. Patting his head and cooing at how good Peanut was in revealing Luke’s secrets, you hide the wood carving back in the drawer with your name basically plastered in it.

“Cleaning really helps cure some sadness.” Because a distraction was what you needed.

Getting that stepladder for dusting the bookshelf that you put off before, you reached the top shelf and make your way down. Pushing aside books so every corner was dirt-free, you notice Luke has a lot of thick detective books.

You snicker when you spot one light novel that you lent Luke because you thought he could brush up on modern romance stories. Luke said he lost the book in his bag, turns out that the book actually sat dust-free on his top shelf. ‘If you liked that light novel so much I would have gotten you the whole series Luke!’

Somehow you found that the second level of the bookshelf was dust-free, while even the bottom first shelf was super dusty. Strange. You didn’t find any of the books or locked files to be much interesting so you let that go. It might’ve been the case Luke is pursuing at the moment.

Sadly finished with the whole spring cleaning in Luke’s room, you watch the room as you exit and close the door in front of you slowly. It was high-time you study instead of reminiscing memories in your roommate/childhood friend/best friend’s room.

🔐[TimeSkip]🔍

—April 13

A hefty sigh rumbles through your throat into a groan.

“A new bestie is in order. What kind of person doesn’t even attend their best friend’s graduation ceremony? Peanut! Your father is absurd.” Same as normal, you sat in your room sighing and complaining to the Myna bird.

Peanut could never exactly escape this weekly routine every time your studying was complete and you had time to relax but that time was spent going crazy with the bird.

Though you had a reason to do so. Peanut hasn't been responsive as of these weeks, only when Luke was mentioned he would chirp quietly and stomp around to show aggravation. He has also gotten slimmer, without Luke who indulged Peanut in snacks way too much, Peanut ate only a necessary amount. No matter how much packs of dried figs—his absolute favorite snack—you bought, Peanut would eat four max then just sit on top of the bag.

Holding in another incoming sigh, you got up and stretched your arms above your head. “Come on Peanut, let’s go out today. Fresh air will free our shackles.” Swiftly slipping into your shoes at your front door, you call to the bird.

Peanut flew up and settled on your head, cozying up to your fluffy hair.

You both exit the apartment and out onto the lively streets. The bustling of people and chatter felt so distant. Only when a person is walking around and talking to another do you not notice how odd it is when you lose that company and instead walk alone hearing just the idle chats of random lives.

Perhaps Luke was feeling the same thing at this moment. You wish you could be connected to him like this.

The goal of movement was… unknown at the moment. You didn’t really know where to go when you suggested a walk.

“Parks are normally where people take strolls, right? Aghh…I’m talking as if I’m not normal and trying to BE normal..” I guess talking to yourself—and talking to a pet bird– isn’t very ordinary in the first place.

After arriving at the park and down a path towards the large constructed lake, you found a bench to rest on while Peanut happily ventures somewhere close by.

Sounds of the breeze and paces of people either jogging or walking past calms your mind of the occasional fog it gets on days like this with nothing to do but worry.

A guy riding a bicycle passes by but he doesn’t even leave your line of sight yet before the guy tumbles off the bike. You jolt up and rush over to help him up.

“Are you okay sir?!?? That was quite a tumble.” Holding a hand out as he sheepishly takes it and thanks you.

“Ah yes! Probably just a minor scratch on my knees, thank you for helping. I was in too much of a hurry to deliver these.” He rubs his neck then points towards the folded papers in his bicycle’s basket that have now spilled all over the grass.

“Oh, let me help!” You bent down to gather the papers and your hand freezes.

“I’m really sorry for having you help me twice like this! I’m grateful that you are so nice!!” He rambles on while grabbing the papers and stacking them back in the bicycle’s basket. “...and like–today was really busy so—work’s been piling up on me—...” Your ears couldn’t focus on the words and blocked out what he said. Your heart thumped loudly in your ears instead, the ringing of your mind engulfed your senses.

You were too fixated. On the front page of the newspaper.

“DETECTIVE LUKE PEARCE SOLVES A 15 YEAR ONGOING CASE IN LESS THAN 5 DAYS!”

“...what. What is this news report from.”

The stare you gave the guy was so intense that he falters for a moment. “Uhm, I work at the North Stellis newsletter station. Ah well, as a newspaper boy, so not really AT the news station ahha..” He sweats under the intensity of your shock but a question floated to his head.

“Oh? Do you know Mr. Pearce?! I heard of his work. Think he’s been at North Stellis for a month now.” You bit your lips hiding at the ecstatic smile and feelings that was bubbling up.

“I actually do! Can I take one of these newspapers home? I want to read it closely.” A relieved and joyous expression overcame your form as you held the paper close to your body.

The newspaper guy nodded with a smile, “Of course! Not much of a thanks for helping me, but if you need it then you're welcome to take it.”

“Ah! I need to get going now though. Thank you for helping me!” He hopped on his bike, waved a farewell then peddled away just as Peanut got back from his grandeur adventure.

Perching on your shoulder while you giggled in glee, Peanut chirped—albeit a chirp with much life unlike his usual quiet chirps—questionably

“Peanut! We’re going to see Luke!!!”

Peanut’s bewildered chirp was the last thing you heard before you went prancing home.

Synopsis-> Luke the one who has always been by your side throughout school years. The one who wouldn’t hesitate to run back home to get you something you forgot and really needed. Luke who smiles so-so fondly at you when your smiles pierce through his bad days. The same Luke who thought running away from you would be beneficial for you.

It however, only served to push you out of your way to find him. Seeing your surroundings in an entire different city, you are in search of Luke by tracing his detective trails. His name plastered on the newspaper one day by accident, served you to find him quite quickly. Now by his side, the works of detectives and secret agents left you both to conquer swiftly.

Joining his line of work after thorough debating and arguing, he reluctantly let you invade his dangerous lifestyle. Of course–only with him by your side at all times.

aUgh,, this took awhile to finish🙇‍♀️

Lukey-boy, you will be in for a surprise😌😌

YAH. The next chap will take another decade since we will now officially start this series💀

Tags. @neigesprincess @crucnhice @backintomykpopphaseagain @kazedaka @little-aruma

#astronetwrk #tears of themis #tears of themis imagines #tears of themis x you #tears of themis fanfic #tears of themis luke #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis x y/n #luke pearce x reader #luke pearce #xia yan #tot xia yan #xia yan x reader #tot x reader #tot x you #tot luke #tot x y/n

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neon-junkie · 2 years

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Please Take Me Home - Part.1

Summary: Best friends since childhood - you and Eddie Munson are inseparable! A right pair, friends to the very end.

That is, until Eddie begins chatting with a stranger at a house party, and in your drunken state, your jealousy gets the better of you.

And your feelings.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x f!Reader

Tags: Best friends to lovers, Drinking, House party, Drunken confessions, Jealousy, Angst, Vomitting, Arguments.

Word count: 2.7k

[Part 2 - not posted yet]

Notes: I just love best friends to lovers, like not realising you have feelings for your bestie until something angsty happens. Ahhh!!!!

Loosely inspired by 'Please take me home' by blink-182, my fave band :>

"Which one?" you ask as you flick between two tops, pressing them against your torso in an attempt to mimic how they would look on your body.

"Either," Eddie shrugs. Ugh, no help. This is why you don't ask a man for fashion advice!

With a groan, you turn away to look at your reflection in the mirror, deciding for yourself. Back and forth, you flick between the two shirts, and eventually decide fuck it, and settle on one.

You hook the losing shirt back on your rail, and begin shimmying out of your current clothes, completely unfazed by Eddie who is sitting on your bed. He's seen you in your underwear countless times, as you've seen him in his - you're best friends, why would you be fazed about a little skin showing?

Best friends. Ever since you and your single father moved into a trailer in Forest Hills, back when your adult teeth were still coming through, and when scraped and bruised knees were somewhat of an accessory on you.

Eddie was timid back then, shy and nervous, with his short, almost buzzed hair, and curious doe eyes. You were the one to bridge the gap, offering to teach him how to ride your bike, back when he couldn't afford one of his own. His uncle has done everything in how power to provide for Eddie, even more so when he left his old job and started working at the Plant.

Middle school came and went, followed by High school, only Eddie wasn't fortunate enough to get out when you did. You're both 21 now, old enough to drink and party, and perhaps, one day, graduate.

Well, you graduated years ago, and the idea of college is still on your mind. Maybe one day, when you can afford it, but as of right now, your career in your local arcade is progressing, seeing as you're Assistant Manager.

Eddie loves calling you by your title whenever he pops by.

Speaking of Eddie, he's currently sprawled out on your bed, gawking at the stipple ceiling as you finish putting your outfit together. Your hair and makeup were done long ago, and you were praying on Eddie's fashion advice when he arrived, only it seems he's left your prayers unanswered.

"You okay, Eds?" you question as you take a seat beside him to pull on your leather boots.

"I'm just... not entirely excited for this house party, you know?" Eddie says with a soft shrug.

Ah, yes, the house party that you specifically were invited to. One of your co-workers is hosting, and has urged you to invite as many people as possible. "I wanna trash my new place," he explained when he verbally handed you the invite.

Eddie Munson alone is more than enough for the task, but you decided to invite a few of your own friends, and Eddie's band, seeing as they never leave that grubby garage of theirs, forever held up with sharp music, and sweat from hours of jamming. Fuck, they really stink.

"It'll be fine, you've met my co-workers many times before," you explain as you double-knot your laces. As you stand, you give your toes a wiggle, testing the tightness of your shoes before offering Eddie your hand. "Come on, we still need to pick some booze up."

"Ughhh," Eddie groans as he allows you to pull him up from your bed, his fingers automatically entwining with yours as you pull him out of your room, and through your trailer.

Your father exchanges goodbyes with you, along with a laugh, "call me if you get too drunk, and need picking up."

"We will do," Eddie replies, and sends him a salute before following you out of the trailer door.

Your co-worker's place is a twenty-minute walk from yours, and on the way, you pass a shabby corner shop. Perfect. Neither of you are driving, meaning you can get as fucked up as you please!

Eddie perks up on the walk; the crisp, late Summer air must be doing wonders for him, even more so when he has his first beer in hand. Your co-worker's place comes into your line of sight, and there's already people lingering around outside. The music can be heard thumping through the cheap walls, and you need not knock, welcoming yourself in without any issues.

Greetings are made, not just work your co-worker, but with many others that both you and Eddie recognise. Before you know it, the party is in full swing, and you find yourself tied to a game of beer pong with one of your co-workers frat friends.

Yeah, a frat boy. Who would have thought that such a man would be willing to mingle with a freak like you? Perhaps they aren't so bad, after all.

Either way, you're kicking his ass, not that he seems to mind. "Nice to have a lady in charge," he laughs before downing another one of his beers, followed by crushing the plastic cup in his grasp and tossing it to the floor, as if that was such a difficult task.

You shoot back another sly comment, earning a laugh from the crowd - but no laugh from Eddie.

Speaking of Eddie, where the fuck is he?

He had excused himself minutes ago to "go and piss," as he phrased it, but you're pretty certain Eddie doesn't take this long in the restroom. Whatever. He's a free man, and you're a free woman with a single cause - a cause to get shitfaced.

Beer pong soon finishes, and victory is yours! Chad, as he introduces himself, congratulates you after finishing his beers, making yet another comment about how nice it is to have a woman put him in his place. "Especially in those boots, woah!" Chad exclaims as he notices your chunky leather shoes.

"I take it you're not used to socialising with us freaks, huh?" you laugh, sipping on your drink with ease.

"Hey! I support everybody," Chad cheers. "Freaks and sluts, the lot of you! Everybody is welcome in my house!"

Okay. He's quite the character. Even if this isn't literally his house.

It's nice to have a frat boy on your side, as weird as it feels. You swiftly get hooked into a conversation with him, leaning against the kitchen counter, half-watching another game of beer pong between Eddie's band, and some of your co-worker's friends.

Speaking of Eddie, where the fuck is he? It's been... what? Half an hour since he vanished?

Fearing the worst, you excuse yourself from Chad, muttering something about needing a piss. Your co-worker's house isn't very large, and within minutes you find Eddie, lingering out the back on the porch.

However, he has company.

"Eds!" you gasp as you finally find him, only to lock eyes with his new-found friend.

Eddie casts you a salute, and to your surprise, he seems somewhat irritated by your presence. His new friend is another freak like you, covered head to toe in leather, lace, and fishnets, with heavy makeup, and hair so wild that it can never be tamed.

Oh.

Okay, you see what's going on here.

"I thought you'd fallen into the toilet," you excuse, giving a reason behind your sudden intrusion.

Intrusion. Fuck. That doesn't sound right. He's your best friend, why the fuck would you Intrude on him? You two don't keep secrets, you're both open books, only now you fear that, perhaps, there's a new chapter brewing that he isn't too keen on you seeing.

"I did, but this Princess pulled me out," Eddie explains as he gestures to the stranger, earning a soft laugh from her. "This is Raven," he introduces, before exchanging your name with the stranger.

Raven, ugh. What a stereotypical goth. You've only just met the woman, but for some reason, you hate her.

Maybe it's because her style is far better than yours, or because her dark eyeliner is complimented with a separate layer of gold eyeliner, creating a contrast against her dark skin. Shit, maybe it's because she's pretty. Really fucking pretty.

Too fucking pretty.

"Nice to meet you," you cast her an awkward salute, and she dares to sweetly wave at you, followed by complimenting your shirt.

The shirt that you weren't sure you should wear tonight. "At least someone here has good taste," you sarcastically comment, casting daggers at Eddie.

Raven chuckles at your joke, and okay, maybe you do understand why Eddie is sending her those puppy dog eyes and cheesy smile. You know, the one he usually makes at you.

It seems you've been replaced.

"I'll uh- leave you two to it," you shrug, not wanting to feel any more unwelcome than you already are. Or, well, than you've convinced yourself. Sure, they could just be mingling, two outcasts who currently don't feel like diving head-first into the party.

Or they could be flirting.

Yeah, the second option seems more likely.

Eddie is the type to flirt without realising it. You've had countless people assume you two are a couple, seeing as he speaks to you in such a way. Sweetheart, Darling, Babe, Honey - all pet names, but to you, they're just nicknames.

Just nicknames.

Just friends.

Best friends.

Before either can reply, you duck back into the house, and nudge your way into the heart of the party. Your eyes scan the perimeter; Chad is talking to a small handful of similar looking guys (his frat pals?), your co-worker is sitting on the couch with a few mutual friends, and Eddie's band members have taken up the dining room table.

Prefect.

You go over to your backpack, stored by the front door, and pull out the bottle of sambuca that you brought earlier. It's cheap, and lukewarm, but give yourself a few shots, and the taste will no longer matter.

You grab a cup of punch on the way over, and make your presence well known as you settle down with your friends. Your friends. Not just Eddie's, despite the fact that he introduced you to them. They welcome you with open arms, but also disgust, seeing as you're carrying poison in your grasp.

"May I entice you gentlemen into a drinking game?" you suggest as you take your seat.

Glances are shared between them, and despite their disgust, they agree. "On the condition that we can wash the taste down," Gareth agrees, not wanting the lingering taste of anise in his mouth. Nor do the others.

Perfect.

You've pulled.

You're in luck.

The man of your dreams is on your lips. He's smooth, pale, gorgeous, and accompanying you through this sea of regret and bad decisions.

After rinsing your mouth out with lukewarm water, and wiping your lips with toilet paper, the man of your dreams goes flush! as your latest batch of sick swirls and disappears in the toilet.

Fuck.

How did it come to this? The decor of your co-worker's bathroom spins and swirls, but sets into place as you focus on the sink, sitting down on the bathroom floor. Finally, you no longer feel your guts sprinting up your throat, and for a split second, you feel nothing but peace.

Until there's a knock at the door.

As your eyes move, your surroundings take a second to flow with it, lagging before finally coming into focus. Ugh, someone's pounding at the door, probably desperate for their turn with your man.

Heavy boots meet the tile floor as you push yourself up, clutching onto the chilling walls as you slowly walk over. "Hang on," you groan, before finally introducing your sweaty palm to the doorknob. You unlock the bathroom door, and swing the door open, expecting someone to dash past you and spew in the toilet, unbothered by your presence.

Only, they don't.

"Are you alright?" Eddie questions, his body leaning against the door frame.

Oh, yeah, you almost forgot he existed. Eddie Munson, your best friend of a million years, the man who has seen you through everything, only to drop you for some pretty goth girl that he's met at this house party.

Yeah, beeeest fuckkingggg friiendsssss!

"Baby, I'm stellar," you say with a laugh. "Fucking bitchin', or whatever the phrase is," you groan, and push yourself out of the bathroom, your boots coming into contact with the shabby hallway carpet.

"I heard you chucking your guts up," Eddie states as he fishes his arm around your waist, and pulls your arm over his shoulders. You do nothing but stand there, undecided on your next destination in the party, or target, depending on what you're up for.

Your drunken mind speaks for you, enraged with jealousy. You don't have feelings for your best friend, you totally don't! But it would have been nice for him to, at least, consider you an option before making a move on that stranger. "You heard me over your girlfriend?" you laugh.

"Girlfriend?" Eddie repeats with disgust. "Are you talking about Raven? We've only been hanging out. Not in the mood to party hard, like you," Eddie grumbles, seeming rather appalled by your words, but he makes no effort to remove you from his grasp.

"Oh, so she's a quirky social outcast like you, huh?" you say with a laugh.

Eddie sternly mutters your name, and shrugs your arm from around his shoulder, taking back the helping hand that he offered moments ago. "What's got into you, huh?" Eddie grumbles, his brows furrowing.

You've only seen that expression once before, but there was kindness laced within it. Back in Middle School, you made the foolish decision of chasing after a boy that was only stringing you along, and Eddie was there to lovingly tell you off after he warned you about the mess you were about to put yourself in.

And now, it seems you're in another mess, only there is no loving gaze laced within Eddie's expression.

"Alcohol," you mindlessly shrug, and let out a soft laugh, attempting to lighten the situation.

Eddie huffs, "I see what's going on here," he mutters. His eyes flick to the stairs, mentally calculating how he's going to assist you down them, before focusing back on you. "Come on, I'm taking you home," Eddie practically orders.

To make things worse, you stir the pot even more. You peer over your shoulder, and let out a laugh as you reply, "huh? Oh, you're talking to me? I thought Raven was behind me!"

Eddie is visibly seeing red, his fists bunching up at his side. "I'm not dealing with this," he abruptly huffs. "Either you let me take you home now, or you can... shit!"

"What is it?" you grumble, and reach out to hold onto the wall, keeping your unstable body upright.

Subconsciously, Eddie begins drumming his foot against the floor. His hands cross over his chest, and he refuses to meet your gaze. "I was going to tell you to make your own way home, but I can't do that to my best friend, alright?"

His eyes meet yours, and only now do you feel bad for riling him up. Shit. Best friend. He's your best friend in the whole wide world, and you've got worked up over a girl that he met only hours ago.

"Best friend," you scoff. Your feet begin moving for you, and before you realise, you're slowly making your way down the stairs. Best friend.

Best. Friend.

"I'm staying for a little longer," you explain on your slow decline, not looking over your shoulder at Eddie, who is watching you from the top of the stairs. "Go back to your girlfriend," you scoff, biting the bullet once more.

Your feet meet the bottom of the stairs, and under your breath, you mumble, "it's not like I was ever an option," before making your way back into the heat of the party.

Eddie, who, for once in his life, is relatively sober at a house party, heard your drunken mutter. His fists clench tighter, and without a second thought, he makes his way into the bathroom. Silence. A moment alone. A minute with his thoughts. That's all he needs right now, some time to consider if your drunken rambling is just that - drunken rambling - or a confession slipping through your lips.

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