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i always knew that afycso was a great album sound wise and lyrically (ily ryan ross) but going through each song and reading the genuis lyrics annotations for each line in planning for this fic is so interesting
this part in particular is really cool
not even just the lyric itself but the way he sings it is so creative to portray whatβs going on; stay where i can see you is softer and calmer (like the annotation said almost like calming an animal) and douse the lights! is immediately louder like heβs yelling it out to someone
then we sure are in for a show tonight is back to being quiet as if heβs saying it to himself, and in the track thereβs people talking and yelling behind the words like theyβve been exposed and are panicking
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β’ like it when i call you daddy? βΈβΈβΈ yang jungwon
oops! your boyfriend finds out you have a raging daddy kink. but he's more than happy to indulge you
this work contains β smut β minors do not interact β daddy kink duh β shy reader β menace jungwon β fingering β unprotected sex β creampie β slight edging β praise β brief cockwarming
length β drabble βΈ» 3.5k words
β· NIA β barely proofread pls it's 2 am bear with me. i was supposed to finish this yesterday but then someone tried to break into my apartment. hope your weekend was better than mine!
Uh oh. You know that look.
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LORD I AM NOT YOUR STRONGEST SOLDIER βοΈπ
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go big or go home | lee heeseung / nishimura riki
PAIRING:pitcher!heeseung / batter!riki x concession worker!female reader GENRE: comedy AU: strangers to ???, love triangle, baseball RATING: 18+ (my blog is 18+ but this is sfw) WORD COUNT: 4.2k WARNINGS: strong language, riki is kinda an egotistical jerk LOL, old man heeseung with creaky joints, good ol rivalry (i might be missing more) A/N: SURPRISE!! i kept staring at the photos when the boys visited my home town and went to a mariners game and then boom this idea bloomed in between writing my other wips! also omg what snail posts a fic that isn't just porn without plot??? craazzzyyyyy. anyways i love baseball, i grew up going to mariners games(maybe jay and i were at the same game at one point sfjkaldj)anyways i'm rambling this is a different writing style than what i normally do but thought i would experiment a bit! i hope you enjoy it β‘ SPECIAL THANK YOU TO: @sungbeams for making this sexy banner and for helping me figure out some details in this fic ily always
It's the bottom of the fifth inning and Heeseung cannot wait for the day to be over. It's hot, more so than ever before and it feels like he has to wipe the sweat off his forehead every twenty seconds or so. Soon enough, he won't be able to see where he's pitching.
Spitting out a buffalo flavored sunflower seed to his right, he re-positions his cap, nearly taking over his eyebrows. It can't possibly go any lower and he's wasting valuable time stalling with it.
The catcher has been throwing out basic plays that Heeseung has seen and done a million times. The kid knows his pitcher can't throw a decent changeup or slider anymore due to years of muscle strain and poor self care habits. Hell, itβs even difficult for him to throw an accurate knuckleball now. His specialty has switched to a ninety-seven mile-per-hour fastball. At least, thatβs how fast it was two years ago.
The mitt smells sour against Heeseungβs nose as he finally nods his head, accepting his teammate's suggestion for a basic splitter. The catcher, Yang Jungwon, readies himself, rocking his body slightly as his knees adjust, giving his own mitt a few playful smacks as he does so.
Deep breath, the roar of the crowd stills into a faint white noise in the pitcher's mind as he lowers the mitt and the ball to his chest. As a pitcher, it's important to have a signature move. Something subtle, yet eye-catching that drives the fans crazy. Some have claimed his technique is too predictable; but those who comment, aren't usually the ones on the field.
Heeseung rocks back his left shoulder, his right rolling up towards his ear before making a rowing motion with the mitt and ball back to the right, the ball in his left hand leaving the comforts of the mitt. Left knee kicking up in front of his body, Heeseung releases his breath and winds up, the last of his energy exploding as the ball leaves his hand and spirals down towards home.