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"Have you guys ever asked yourselves why fans like you so much?"

Only discussing 阿奇 and 阿武's answers for now because this is very telling about these two people even 30 years later.

Even to this day, Lao da puts out albums and goes on shows and does his annual panda festivals because fans like it. He put out a special photobook just for fans?? Is he really hoping his album will top the charts or does he need the $$ from diving off a cliff on a random island? No. This dude will always stick around ;;;;; (thanks babe🥺❤️)

金城武想的很通透 . From the beginning he didn't want to be an idol lmao. he just happened to look hot and needed a job to buy the motorcycle he always wanted. This also explains why in 2021, he's basically a hermit who comes out every few years to make ONE movie and then dips. He's just vibing through life.

Now I'm thinking if they drifted apart because 他们不是一路人。老吴 is more like "This is my life now, might as well make the best of it." He's very pragmatic and he's a business man. While 阿武 is like "Here this this one movie. See you in two years."

“First breath of fame you do a million dollar horror movie instead of Broadway???” Man what the fuck? Shawn get behind me right now, there’s an ugly ass bitch talking shit about you. I don’t like that shit at all.

stepdad!robby and dadbf!abbot with inno/virgin!reader (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

inno!reader who calls rabbot the word “dad” everyday, not knowing that everytime she does, they get really horny and turned on..

inno!reader who always prefers hanging out with them than with her bf, because they’re not being distant like he is, and they’re very kind!! ૮꒰˶ฅ́˘ฅ̀˶꒱ა

dadbf!abbot getting hard by the sight of u bending over to pick something up, and immediately telling robby about it, because he knows he has to share—she’s their favorite!! 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ ՞𐦯

dadbf!abbot and stepdad!robby stroking each other’s cocks while looking at pictures of u wearing the cutest bikinis u posted in ur Instagram..

and when one night, where u found that ur bf has been flirting with a girl—and who told u about it, u cried in jack’s arms while robby whispers reassuring words.. while u not knowing that theyre getting hard by ur cute cries ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა..

Themes: smut (duh), toxic!reader, breeding kink (if you squint)

He came home with his mind made up. Tonight, he would bring up the topic of breaking up. It was the right thing to do, wasn't it? He was done being treated like a toy for your enjoyment. He needed to man up and give it to you straight. No more beating around the bush like he'd been doing for the past few weeks.

But then... he walked into your shared home and found you lounging in the couch in one of those tiny little nightgowns. And he felt his trousers getting tighter already.

"Baby," You rushed to come hug him. Your warm body pressing into his so deliciously his knees felt weak. "You're home." You buried your face into his chest.

Stay strong. Stay strong. He reminded himself. Even though all he wanted to do was– no. No. No. No.

"I– we need to talk." He decided to just do it. "I think– I think we should break up. This– us, it's too much. It's messing with my head. I can't focus on anything. Work, classes, research, NASA, none of it. Okay?" He looked unsure of his own words. "You can't keep being so– so lewd. The pics you sent me while I was at the lab today? I mean– what are you doing? Stop that." He pushed your hand away as you toyed with his collar, loosening his tie for him. "See what I mean? All you think about is sex."

Silence.

"Oh." Your hand were already drifting downwards, touching his body. "Wow. I was not expecting that." You sounded almost sassy as you said it, unbuckling his belt and lowering his zipper already. "I didn't think my nudes would bother my boyfriend so much."

"Wait! Wait, we– we should probably talk...." Ryland couldn't even finish his sentence. Not when you'd pushed him down onto the couch, already reaching into his underwear and touching him. And fuck it felt good to be touched like that after a long day at work. "Baby..." he groaned. "Please."

"Oh so now i'm your baby?"

"You- you can't just grab me like that everytime I try to talk to you about– oh my god." Ryland groaned, throwing his head back and giving up the moment you spat into your hand and wrapped it around his cock, moving your fist up and down just the way you knew he liked it.

"Talk to me about what?" You asked, feigning innocence as you watched his body melt and go limp on the couch, his cock in your hand hot and throbbing. "You want to leave me, is that it?" Your hand slowed down for just a moment.

And he was a whimpering mess already. "N-no." He mumbled. "Please. Don't stop."

You smirked, moving your hand again at that agonizingly slow pace. "What is it? Huh? What did I do? Am I not enough for you?" You asked as you straddled his lap, grinding shamelessly onto his thigh. "You don't like me anymore, Ry?" You pouted at him.

He struggled to keep his eyes focused on you as they kept rolling back the faster your hand moved, stroking his cock so perfect he couldn't help his whimpers anymore. He didn't care that he sounded pathetic.

"I-It's not that, I– fuck! I think...." He gasped for air, his hips moving up, thrusting his cock into your fist. "I just think that we– that we should–,"

"Aww, baby. Who said you needed to think? Hmm?" You leaned over until your lips brushed against his as you spoke. "But since you have been thinking, why don't you tell me all about it while I help you relax? Huh? How does that sound?"

That's how Ryland found himself, much like how he suspected, naked and manspreading on the couch with his wrists tied together at his lower back with the same tie he'd worn all day at work. And with you riding him like he was just another toy.

Ryland moaned, and whimpered, and begged, and pleaded for mercy but you just ignored it all. You took what you needed from him.

"Oh– fuck, fuck, fuck," He cursed, watching you as you bounced on his lap. His tied up hands itching to touch your glistening body. Fuck. How long had it been?

You kept a hand wrapped around his throat, squeezing just a little as you spoke, "Tell me, Ry." Your tone as sweet as it was that first day he met and fell for you. "What did you think about? Why do you want us to break up?"

Ryland's moans were raspy as he tried to speak, "You– I mean, we are so different. I–I mean we want different things. It wasn't always like this." He let out a loud whimper when you slowed down purposely, letting his cock slide all the way out to the tip before sliding him back into you. "You w-weren't always like this."

"Like what?"

He struggled to answer. "So... demanding. And– oh fuck! You're so– oh my god. You just want to fuck a-all the time and–" he couldn't finish that sentence. He ended up moaning instead.

You scoffed, "Look at you, Ry. You can barely talk because you're moaning so pathetically while you tell me how much you hate this." You grabbed his face, forcing him to look into your eyes through his foggy glasses. "Do you hate this? Hmm? Is this so bad that you want to leave?"

Ryland was a complete mess within the next mere minutes. He was breathing hard and fast, his cheeks were all red, his glasses almost falling off his face as he begged you to make him come.

"Please, please, please– no, please. Please make me come. I–I'll do anything for you. Please."

The smirk on your face grew even wider as you looked at your poor baby. All sweaty and wanting. "But I thought you wanted to leave me?"

"Fuck." He let out a frustrated little growl. "I won't. I won't." He repeated, whining. "Please, just–,"

Even his growl was adorable. Just to mess with him you lifted off his lap for a moment, letting his cock slide out of you completely. Ryland began complaining immediately.

"Please, no. No, no, I'll be good. I'll be so good to you, baby. Please, please, please put me back in. Don't– don't tease me." He whimpered, moving his hips up, desperate for friction. He even tried to kiss you, his wet pink lips just as hungry for attention from you.

You giggled as you dodged his kisses, rubbing your thumb over his lower lip. "Relax, Ry. I'll just go get a condom."

"Don't." He argued. "Just let me fill you up, please. Please, I need this. I need you."

You smirked again. "But, Ry..."

"Please let me come inside you. I need it, baby, please. Please. You feel so perfect. You are so perfect." He blabbered on as you watched him with triumphant eyes. "I'll be good, I promise. I won't leave. I'll never leave you. I'm yours. I'll be yours. Forever. I'll never complain. You can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want. I'll fuck you whenever you want me to. Fuck, I'll do anything for you, you know that. Just– please. Please let me– oh fuck. Oh fuck!"

He cried out when you sank down on him again, not stopping till he came this time.