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🦋Destined Person’s Character Development—Timeless Tarot Pick A Card

Whoever they were before YOU was them being a caterpillar🐛Meeting you shifted them into the chrysalis phase (spiritual awakening, self-query, inner child healing, etc.)✨And Life after knowing you becomes true spiritual liberation~🦋May you live happily ever after with The One destined for your blessed Life~🎎

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I’ve just noticed that the songs accompanying this PAC are all sung entirely in one language (English), in spite of being performed by artists of various native languages, skin colours and bases (countries). There’s this meaning…

That you and your Destined Person are gonna speak the same language from the Soul. In spite of all kinds of background, cultural differences, age gaps or whatever else, you easily recognise each other’s divinity and that mutual respect binds you for the rest of time. You will always understand each other, see each other clearly the way nobody else does~🪗

Pile 1 – I Woke Up to the Real Colours of Love

DP’s caterpillar stage – Queen of Wands

Your Destined Person is someone passionate who thought they knew what Love was all about. They had heard or read plenty of expressions of Love spewed by the majority of people—writers, artists, and everyone else. They thought Love had to be passionate and forceful. They thought Love was fire that consumes your entire being. They really delighted in the idea of a whirlwind romance!

Some of you, your Destined Person might really have been a playboy/playgirl. They’re hot and attractive and know how to utilise that charisma (plus, they’re smart). Some of you, your Destined Person might simply be easygoing about Love and romance. It’s not that their view on Love was childish (far from it) but it was nevertheless a little less than pure and mature. They like the idea of romance, OK? All the warm and fussy flutters.

They thought, romance equals Love. Not realising that they were always operating on infatuation. That shit has little to do with real Love. The ‘love’ they knew was a variant with a non-capitalised L. That, was before they woke up to your essence~

VIBE: Affection by Cigarettes After Sex

DP’s chrysalis phase – XIX The Sun

*this phase for your DP could start before or after you’ve met. If before, it was your aetheric spiritual connection that had led them to chrysalise themselves😉*

After being touched by the essence of you, your Destined Person woke up to the real colours of Love. For the first time, they’re really pondering the idea of selfless sacrifice. The idea of you brought them to the desire to become of service. First of all, service to you; they want to be your protector and provider. And I sense, due to what you do or believe in as well, they also develop a desire to be of service to the world.

At this point, they are realising that true happiness is just delighting in the little things, simple things Life has to offer with the person who means the world to them. Before you, they wanted and dreamt a lot of grand things because the people they had ever fallen in love with (or just crushed on) were not complete enough. They were all just fragments of what you are as a person~

Now they believe in destiny. You are their Destined One. And they feel super glad about it, because you’re simply YOU. They envision a family with you, and they want to give you and your children the best Life has to offer. Little best things; big best things; all best things. Suddenly, they’re clear as day as to the reason they were born. It was to be with you and be of service to you~☀️

VIBE: Unstoppable by Lianne La Havas

spiritual liberation by YOU – 9 of Cups

Complete spiritual fulfilment. Before knowing you, your Destined Person was just passionate and gung-ho, but they never really felt emotionally or spiritually satisfied. There was a pang of emptiness in their heart no matter what passionate pursuit they indulged in. No riches, no status would fill in the spot reserved just for your presence in their Life. For such a long time they had prayed for someone just like you~

When you appeared, all the puzzle pieces fall into place ever so neatly. Out of the monochrome and into technicolor in an instant!🌈Suddenly, Life has meaning on such an elevated level! Nothing else matters but Love. Real Love with a capital L. It is Love beyond most other people’s destructive concepts. Because this is a Love that is free, independent, unselfish. Your Love for your Destined Person doesn’t use manipulative tactics nor does it seek to overpower.

When they are with you, they breathe more easily because they know your Love is pure. You are so kind and compassionate—unselfish and genuinely giving. You’re a precious existence that has taught them the real name of Love. Your Destined Person is so grateful for you—sometimes, just the sight of your face vibrates their heart, bringing them almost to tears. Words alone cannot express how much they Love you🌷

VIBE: Colors by Sakamoto Maaya

The Future They Envision🔻💛

DP’s sacrifices for YOU – Green Historian (Herodotus)

DP’s hopes and dreams with YOU – Priestess of Abundance

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Pile 2 – You Helped Me See What’s Truly Important

DP’s caterpillar stage – Knight of Pentacles

In the beginning, your Destined Person didn’t have a very healthy outlook on romance. To some extent, it’s like they were dragged by desperation—maybe something to do with their childhood (trauma) and how they grew up seeing adults not having great relationships themselves. Thought they were careful, cautious… somehow they still got themselves involved in unhealthy relationships. It was because their own worldview, as well as desires, was already unhealthy.

When in a relationship, they wanted to show off their significant other. They were dramatic in their expressions of affection. Super extra. They wanted others to see that they’ve got something good now—unlike others whose relationships were shallow and toxic, they thought. They were dreamy, positive to a point of being delusional. Not realising the person they were with was just taking advantage of them. When all of the truth was revealed… they matured, yes, but they became scarred, too.

They became too afraid of being fooled again, so now their guards are up way too tall. Either they’re never serious about dating anymore or even when they’ve found someone they genuinely like, they can’t bring themselves to approach that person. They can’t allow themselves to feel too deeply lest they risk getting broken again. Their heart has crumbled too disastrously before.

VIBE: Cigarette (feat. Tablo, MISO) by OFFONOFF

DP’s chrysalis phase – 6 of Wands Rx

*this phase for your DP could start before or after you’ve met. If before, it was your aetheric spiritual connection that had led them to chrysalise themselves😉*

Your Destined Person’s spiritual evolution was probably a painstakingly slow and lonely process. When your essence touched their being, they were whirled into (probably) years of isolation meant to purify all of their worldview. Your Destined Person is highly likely psychic or they may have significant Pisces or 12th House placements. They’re a natural empath, so they had taken up a lot of bullshit beliefs from their environment their entire life. These years were a meditative period to say the least, even if they didn’t feel that way.

During this phase, they learnt a lot about the root causes of all of their heartbreaks and their dizzying anxiety to fulfil societal expectations. They purified a lot of their worldview and became more in tune with spirituality. Your Higher Self was constantly showering your Destined Person with messages of hope and Love from the aether. They gradually woke up to the few little things that are essential in Life.

And they made peace with everything that had ever happened to them since the day they were born. It was because your Love promises them a beautiful future, made them believe in divinity incarnate; that is YOU. Even if they haven’t met you, because they’re psychic anyway, they’ve always heard you from the other side. They feel you, they know you’re out there somewhere, and they’re already in Love with you, and they’re looking forward ever so tenderly to the day you’re unified in the physical.

VIBE: What You Don’t Do by Lianne La Havas

spiritual liberation by YOU – 4 of Pentacles

When you and your Destined Person meet for the first time, you may be a little awkward with each other. Not really knowing how to extend warmth or friendliness, this is mainly from their side, due to all the traumas and fears. But you blanketed them with your special kind of warmth that they couldn’t help but learn to trust you. It could be a slow and gradual process, but they’re healing themselves~ Slowly but surely, you carry them to safer, calmer waters.

With you, they feel certain and secure. Even if the whole world crumbles they’ll always have you and they’re happy with just that. This isn’t someone who needs a lot in Life. Just your company, affection, warmth; that’s all that matters in Life. They will love to cuddle and sing soft songs to you. Caress your hair on the sofa whilst watching your favourite movie. Holding your hand under the blanket whilst sipping on hot chocolate. They can be rather clingy, quite seriously😝

They will make a cosy home with you. Irrespective of the size of your house, it will be the warmest place on Earth to come home to. It’s always gonna be clean and taken care of; there’s always gonna be warm food on the table; a home that smells nice and peaceful. Even with just simple things, you and your Destined Person feel like all your material needs are more than met. A simple, peaceful Life that honours only the important things~🏡

VIBE: You’re The Only Good Thing In My Life by Cigarettes After Sex

The Future They Envision🔻💜

DP’s sacrifices for YOU – Red Astronomer (Johannes Kepler)

DP’s hopes and dreams with YOU – Priestess of Opulence

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Pile 3 – I Finally Grew Up Because of Your Light

DP’s caterpillar stage – Ace of Pentacles Rx

Your Destined Person is someone mature beyond their years, but not for the good reasons. They’ve been traumatised a lot in Life, which forced them to grow up real quick as a means for survival. Because they grew up too quickly, they often deal with a sense of being stuck in a rut. The problems they deal with are beyond the comprehension of their peers. Somehow, they find it really difficult to find help from anybody around them. They suffer from analysis-paralysis frequently.

When they were growing up, they were never crystal clear about where they were going or what they’re meant to do in this incarnation. They could’ve been erratic or had many dreams, goals, and started projects they could never finish. Because along the way their spirit became dejected after pursuing something unrelated to their heart’s true desires.

Your Destined Person is a walking paradox. There’s an element of wisdom and keenness developed beyond their years, but at the freaking same time, there’s a part of their psychology that’s heavily stunted. The skills and knowledge they possess were acquired as part of survival, so beyond that… there’s a lot of practicality they’re failing to grasp because they were never taught properly by a reliable adult. They literally had to learn everything themselves. They practically parented themselves. But how good of a parent could a child have been?

VIBE: Both Sides Now by Joni Mitchell

DP’s chrysalis phase – 8 of Pentacles

*this phase for your DP could start before or after you’ve met. If before, it was your aetheric spiritual connection that had led them to chrysalise themselves😉*

Being so lost practically their entire Life, your Destined Person only learnt to mature (the really hard way) after being touched by your essence. It was for you that they had decided to get their shit together. That now there’s something tangible, practical, reliable they could focus all of their Life Force upon for the sake of their own psychological maturing. It was deeply important for them to do this because they wanted to match your divinity.

During this chrysalis phase, every bit of their being was literally obliterated by God. Every cell had to melt and evolve into something majestic (a butterfly). They worked really hard to heal from the past and ready themselves for a future with you. It caused them so much heartache and physical pain. But it was all worth the trouble because you’re worth every cut on their heart.

This was a period they started the foundation of their personal goals and dreams. Might have distanced themselves from a lot of people who burdened them with a lot of negative energies. In the deepest corner of their heart, they knew nothing in this world is worth keeping if it ain’t bringing them to YOU. Whilst being in a chrysalis phase, they kept dreaming of you, yearning for you, praying for you, manifesting you~🎂

VIBE: Opera House by Cigarettes After Sex

spiritual liberation by YOU – 2 of Pentacles

Coming out of chaos to find balance. Your Destined Person is now able to stand confident on their own two feet. Through their own hard work, they’ve learnt a lot and quantum jumped into a full-bodied human being, if that makes sense. Your Love quite literally saved their sanity. You infused hope into their blood system because you believe in their innate goodness and natural capabilities. You may have heard them whisper through the aethers, ‘You saved me, my Love.’

2 of Pentacles being a baby energy gives me this feeling that they’re looking forward to so much more in a future with you. When they meet you for the first time, they know it’s only the beginning of a journey of a lifetime. They know they’re meant to build something together with you. Maybe an empire, a family, a legacy of sort. It may not always be peaches and cream when you’re building, but…

They levelled up as an individual and now they’re ready to take on the world. They’re literally ready for anything, really; as long as it gets them closer to a union with you. And whatever challenges are in store, they know they’re always gonna be able to weather whatever, because you’re right next to them, giving them that confidence boost. They’ve ceased being so unsure about themselves.

VIBE: M.I.A (feat. Jackson Wang) by Afgan

The Future They Envision🔻💚

DP’s sacrifices for YOU – Silver Physician (John Dee)

DP’s hopes and dreams with YOU – Priestess of Inspiration

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Bpd culture is your crush promised you she cared about you and that you were not annoying, but that was weeks ago and now she has ghosted you completely

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#i'm sorry op :(#borderline culture is #borderline personality disorder #bpd #bpd culture is #bpd culture #bpd safe #actually borderline #actually bpd #- 🦋✨️

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sassy-ahsoka-tano · 2 years

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Professor Butler

Character/Fandom: Austin Butler

Requested: You can thank the EFC for this lol

Prompt: Professor Butler, your music history teacher, wants to show you his Elvis collection. Can you take the heat? [ Fem!Reader ]

TW: A little degradation, bondage, basic bdsm stuff

Rating: Mature with a capital M || Word Count: 5152

A/N: this is pure smut. i'm going to hell, but enjoy this while i burn for eternity xx

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🦋 mila

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You absentmindedly twirl a lock of hair in your finger as your professor talks. Your eyes track his every movement, from his strong hands, to his crystal blue eyes, to the way he wears his dress shirt folded up to his elbows.

“A lot of people actually say that Elvis was a key moment of American history,” he says, leaning against his desk. “He inspired a massive cultural movement and helped to usher in what we know as rock’n’roll music.”

You bite your lip to keep a smile from spreading across your face. Just when you think Professor Butler’s music history class can't get any better, he dedicates an entire class to Elvis Presley, who you happen to love very much. In some ways, Professor Butler reminds you of the King. He has the same deep voice with almost a little southern twang to it. He's incredibly charismatic and everyone in your friend group has a major crush on him.

“But, as we know, Elvis was a man of many talents and interests,” Professor Butler has been glancing around the room and makes eye contact with you. You give him a small smile, and he returns it. “He was also a champion of blues, soul, and gospel. For example…”

Professor Butler reaches behind him to pull out his acoustic guitar. You sit upright in your seat. This has always been your favorite part of the class. Not only is Professor Butler an excellent guitar player and singer, but you also like to watch the way his fingers dance across the chords. He starts to play Elvis’ “Heartbreak Hotel,” and you smile. It's one of your favorites, and he sings it so well.

“So you can see how the song has elements of blues as well as rock’n’roll…” he continues, glancing at his wristwatch. “And it looks like we’re pretty much out of time today. I can hear you packing up in the back, so get outta here. Enjoy your weekends and please don’t forget the theory paper due next Tuesday. I don’t wanna have to hunt you down for it.”

Everyone finishes packing up and files out of the classroom. You hang back, packing as slowly as possible. You've been waiting weeks for an opportunity to talk to Professor Butler one-on-one. You know it's stupid to think that anything could happen between you, but you just want one conversation with him alone. And you want more than anything to impress him, to show him how seriously invested in the class you are. Once the last few people are staggering out for the weekend, you approach his desk. He's restacking some papers to put back into his briefcase.

“Hi Professor Butler,” you say, nervously clutching your stack of textbooks. Your professor looks up with a smile and takes his glasses off.

“What’s up, Y/N?” he asks.

“I was just wondering if I could ask you a question about the lesson from today?”

“Well you already have asked me a question,” he responds with a small smirk. You feel yourself go white. “But I’d love for you to ask me another one.”

You laugh nervously and watch the veins in his forearms flex as he tucks his hands into his pockets.

“I was just wondering, um, how did the public receive Elvis’ music? I know he was a little forward for his time, but I don’t quite understand why he was so controversial,” you ask.

“Well that’s a complicated issue,” he replies. “I could give you a short answer, but knowing about your deep interest in Elvis and music history I don’t think you would be very satisfied with my shortcut answer.”

Everything you do satisfies me, you think to yourself, but keep your mouth closed.

“If you want a real answer, we’d have to spend quite a bit of time talking. Now, I have a meeting in about twenty minutes, but we could reconnect later to discuss?” he suggests. “I wouldn’t be so bold as to assume you have no weekend plans, so we could shoot for next week sometime?”

“I don’t have any weekend plans,” you blurt out, even though it's completely inappropriate and also a lie.

“Oh, alright. Well,” he glances at his watch again. “My meeting ends around four o’clock. We could meet at five? I’m not sure how you feel about sushi, but there’s a place right next to campus?”

“I love sushi!” you reply, maybe a little too enthusiastically.

“Perfect. I’d better run off for my meeting, but I’ll see you later for some serious Elvis talk,” he says, grabbing his briefcase. He shoots you a finger gun and a wink on his way out of the classroom.

Once he's gone, you melt onto the nearest desk. What are you getting yourself into?

You have about two hours before you have to meet him again. Plenty of time to change your outfit and reapply your makeup. You take as much time as you can making sure everything looks right and change into your best clothes. Even though your roommate lends a hand with your hair and makeup, you still somehow run out the door a few minutes late.

You walk quickly along the sidewalk and when you turn the corner to the sushi place, he's already there. Promptly on time. He's wearing the same outfit as before — a light blue button-down, a tie, and black pants — but the top three buttons are unbuttoned, and the tie is significantly loosened.

“Professor Butler, I’m so sorry to be late,” you say.

“Not a problem at all,” he replies and holds the door open for you. “Ladies first.”

You feel a burning heat creep into your face when you enter the restaurant. You both order, but he refuses to let you pay for your own meal. You've reached forward with a credit card, but he brushes your hand back.

“This is a school outing, and it was my idea,” he says. “Please let me cover it.”

You just nod and mutter a quet thank you. Once you have your food, you sit outside and begin to eat together.

“So, Y/N, you clearly have a special interest in Elvis. I’d love to know how it started,” he says between bites.

You tell him all about your family, how your dad is a big fan and passed the interest down to you. You talk about which songs are your favorite and, gradually, you start to relax. He smiles and nods as you talk, even laughs a time or two.

“Well, that’s great to know that Elvis’ impact is still being felt. But to answer your question from earlier, it’s really multifaceted,” Professor Butler says. He's finished eating and leans back in his chair, spreading his legs. You shove sushi in your mouth to keep from screaming.

“The fact that he was so forward for his time is the biggest reason he caused a ruckus. Not only was his music different than what people were used to, but his whole image challenged the white nuclear family American dream. He wore transgressive clothes, makeup even. His songs were greatly influenced by African American artists, which many white southerners didn’t like. But one of the biggest transgressions, I think, was the way he moved his body. It was sexually charged, raw, and inappropriate. The girls loved it, and it scared the hell out of their parents. Sexual promiscuity was a major no-no in the mid-twentieth century, but Elvis was unlocking things.”

You pause eating and look up at your professor. His eyes are trained on you, holding your attention.

“What do you mean by that?” you push.

“Well, to be frank,” Professor Butler leans forward over the table, “he was unlocking a sexuality many people didn’t even know they had.”

Honestly, you feel your own sexuality being unlocked as Professor Butler’s mouth curls into a smirk.

“He was inviting people to be sexual and showing women what they could experience if they just let go of social norms. It terrified traditional parents who liked their daughters the way they were: chaste and devout.”

You’ve lost your appetite. For food, anyway.

“That’s fascinating,” is all you can squeeze out. You're dying inside and don't ever want this conversation to end.

“It really is,” he agree. “You know…ah, nevermind.”

He waves his hand dismissively.

“What?” you ask, dropping the formalities out of desperation to know.

“Well…I suppose it wouldn’t be appropriate, but I do have quite a collection of Elvis memorabilia that I think you would find very intriguing,” he replies. Your stomach drops. Is he…inviting you to his house?? “But I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“I would…actually love to see it, if that’s alright?” you say timidly. His eyes light up, and he nods.

“I’d love to show it off. You’re one of the only students I’ve ever had with as much interest in the King as me,” he says with a laugh. You smile and finish your last bite of sushi.

You gather up your things, and start on the way back to wherever it is he lives. As you walk down the street with the sun setting in the background, everything in you starts to scream.

What are you doing? You barely know this man and here you are going back to his apartment — an apartment that you have no idea how to even get to or get back from. As much as you can hear your parents scolding you for being irresponsible, so much of you still trusts him. So you go on walking, chatting about Elvis and other, more personal, things.

“Well this is the place,” he finally says, and you stop in front of a beautiful apartment building. “Good evening, Tom.”

There is a literal doorman, glass windows, and orante architecture everywhere. Apparently Professor Butler is well-off. The step up from the sidewalk is rather large, and Professor Butler holds out his hand for you. You nervously take it, and he helps you up the step. But he pulls a little too forcefully, and you sort of slam into his chest.

“Oh…sorry,” you both mutter and then smile.

He's still holding onto your hand and hasn't let it go by the time you're loading into the elevator. A very small part of you hopes someone else will join you, but as the doors close you feel bolder than ever. You stand together, holding hands and not saying anything in the small space. You watch him hit the button for the 24th floor and know you have a few minutes at least. You stare straight ahead, not daring to look at him.

After a few seconds, you feel his eyes on you. His thumb softly rubs circles on your skin, and you don't know what to do. Just as you've gathered the courage to look over at him, the elevator beeps and the doors open. He leads you out and down the hallway to the penthouse apartment.

“The penthouse? Very nice,” you say.

“I got a good deal, fortunately,” he replies and opens the door to his apartment.

You cautiously step in and it hits you again how wrong everything you're doing is. You're standing in your professor’s apartment alone with him. He throws his keys into a dish and untucks his shirt.

“I would move all the Elvis stuff out here, but some of it really shouldn’t be touched,” he says, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. “I don’t suppose you would be comfortable enough to come into the bedroom and see it.”

You know the right answer. You know what you should say. And yet, you still give the wrong one.

“No, that’s fine.”

You glance around the living area as you make your way into the bedroom. The apartment is small but cozy, and the furniture looks incredibly soft.

Your mouth drops open when you step into the bedroom. He isn't kidding about his collection. There are tons of things there: mugs, posters, vinyls, stuffed animals. Anything you can think of. You go to step closer to it and notice something in your path. Professor Butler quickly moves to pick it up. It's a pair of underwear, and you bite your lip to keep from giggling.

“Excuse me,” he flushes. “Sorry about that…”

He clears his throat.

“But this is the collection. It’s a work in progress, obviously, but you get the idea.”

You walk up to it and peer over everything there. You resist the urge to touch some of the objects. For a moment, you forget that Professor Butler is even there. You gasp when you see something amazing.

“Is this one of the original RCA vinyls of ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’ released in 1970?” you ask, whirling around. He's taken his shoes off and is walking toward you.

“Yep. Amazing, isn’t it?”

You nod, examining it.

“Do you wanna hear it?”

You turn around, and he's very close to you now. You just nod with a fading smile. He leans over you to grab the vinyl and gently places it on the record player nearby. In order to set the needle on it, he has to lean dangerously close to you. He's so near you that the scent of his cologne floods into your nose. You close your eyes for a moment, drinking him in. The record crackles and starts to play. As he's reaching his hand back, you find yourself staring up at him. For a precious moment, neither of you move. Finally, he cups your face.

“I’ve never met anyone like you,” he says. “I know you’re my student and it would be wildly inappropriate…but I want to kiss you so damn bad. I’ve wanted to kiss you every day since I first saw you.”

You're frozen in his touch.

“Then do it,” you whisper in a voice barely audible over the music. “Kiss me.”

He tilts your face up and captures your lips. He pulls back for only a second before you draw him back down to you. Your arms wind around his neck, and his fly to your waist. He traces your bottom lip with his tongue, and you let him in without a fight. As your tongues dance, he starts to walk you back until your legs hit the edge of the bed. His hands slide down your thighs and he hoists you up onto the sheets. You wrap your legs around his waist, and he moves to kiss your neck. He pushes you further onto the bed and lowers himself down, never breaking contact with your skin. His teeth bite and pull on your neck as his fingers dig into your waist. You're already heaving when he returns to your lips. You bite his bottom lip and pull it toward you. He groans deeply, and you whimper. You raise your neck up for another kiss, but he's already moving away from you.

He slides off the bed and rakes a hand through his hair while shaking his head.

“Austin,” you whisper, using his first name for the first time.

“We can’t do this…” he says. “It’s wrong.”

You feel your heart break into a million pieces. He sits on the edge of the bed.

“I won’t take advantage of you like this. This is all wrong,” he says, burying his head in his hands.

You cluthc at his wrists.

“No, no, please. I’m consenting,” you beg desperately. “Please don’t stop.”

You try to pry his hands away but aren't strong enough. He looks up at you.

“Are you a virgin?” he asks. You're shocked at his question.

“Is that…a problem? Is that why you stopped?”

“Answer the question,” he says.

“Yes.”

He shakes his head.

“I’m not taking your virginity. This is completely my fault, but no one has to know about it. I’m sorry to put you in this position…but I think it might be best if you dropped my class.”

He starts to get up and pull his shoes back on.

“Please, take any of the Elvis stuff you want. I’ll walk you back to your dorm, and I’m sorry again,” he says, about to leave the room. You fly to your feet and grab his arm.

“Doesn’t it matter what I want?”

He stops in his tracks.

“You’re eighteen. You don’t know what you want.”

“You’re wrong,” you say forcefully. “I want you. I’ve wanted you since the day I walked into class and saw you there. And it’s not just because you’re incredibly sexy. I love your personality, I love your passion for music, I love your admiration for Elvis. Everything about you gives me butterflies.”

“Y/N, maybe if you were five years older it could be different. Maybe if you weren't a virgin it could be different. But I’m not going to ruin your first time. Someone your own age with more shared experiences should take that on.”

“Why? What makes you think I’d have any better time with someone my age? You think a college frat boy could respect me more than you could? You know what you’re doing, and I trust you with all my being. You’re the one I want to take me.”

He sits down on the couch and drops his head into his hands.

“Or…do you not want me?” you ask, the thought suddenly occurring to you. “You don’t want me, do you?”

He scoffs and shakes his head.

“Do you have any idea how hard this is for me? Do you know what I’ve been going through? I’ve never been more attracted to another human being. I’ve never felt a fire like this before. I’ve dreamt about fucking you until you can’t walk, but I’ve had to shove it all down because of who I am. Because I’m your superior, someone you should look up to.”

Your stomach churns with desire. You gently take his wrists in your hands and part them. He lets you do it this time. If he's still unsure, you’ll convince him. You swing one knee onto the couch and then the other until you're sitting on top of his lap. He doesn't fight you, and you're glad. You may be a virgin, but you’ve read and seen enough to know that what you're doing will work. You take his hands and place them on your ass, encouraging him to squeeze it. He doesn't, but he also doesn't remove his fingers. You lean down and press slow and seductive kisses to his cheeks, his jaw, his neck.

“I can still look up to you while you fuck me,” you whisper into his ear. You feel him twitch underneath you, and bite your lip. “Why don’t you tell me what you’ve dreamt, and I’ll make all your dreams come true?”

His head is thrown back on the couch, legs spread wide, eyes searching your figure. You wait a moment for him to say something. When he doesn't, your shoulders fall.

“Fine. I’ll just go then,” you reply sharply. But when you try to get up, he won't let you leave.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” he asks in a husky voice. You scoff.

“Make up your mind, Austin.”

“You don’t get to call me that. You’ll call me sir.”

Your stomach churns again, and you smile.

“Yes, sir.”

“That’s a good girl,” he says, sliding you off of him.

He drags you into the bedroom and forcefully pushes you onto the bed. He kneels by the edge and starts sliding off your shoes, kissing the tops of your feet. When both sneakers are off, he grabs onto your ankles and slides you to the edge of the bed. You grip onto his shirt, and he smirks. His fingers curl underneath your top and lift it up over your head.

“Stand up.”

You do as he asks, and he whips you around. His hand travels down your stomach and the other grasps at your breast through your shirt. His breath is hot on your neck, and you close your eyes. He bites the skin on your neck and pulls it, making you whimper. You lean your head so he can reach your neck better, but he pulls away, leaving you cold. He sits on the edge of the bed and leans back on his elbows.

“Take your clothes off,” he orders. “Slowly.”

You bite your lip and reach for the hem of your top. You pull it up over your head and let it slip off the end of your pointer finger. Then, you slowly unbutton your jeans. You turn your back toward him, slide your pants down your legs, and step out of them. You make sure to arch your back as you rise back up to stand. You slide the straps of your bra off your shoulders and then unclip the back and let it fall to the ground. Finally, you hook your fingers in the sides of your underwear and shimmy them off, flinging them somewhere in the room using your toe.

“Take your hair down for me,” he commands.

You follow his direction, removing the hair tie and letting your locks fall against your face. When you're done, he stands up and approaches you. His eyes search your body up and down. His hand reaches to stroke your side, and with the other he gently pinches your nipple. He leans down, brushing your hair away from your ear.

“You asked for this,” he says raspily in your ear. “You want me to fuck you? You want to make my dreams reality? Fine. You’re not going to any college parties this weekend because you won’t be able to walk when I’m finished with you.”

You shudder with a combination of fear and delight. He walks a circle around you, trailing his fingers over your skin so lightly that it tickles.

“Now you’re a good student, aren’t you, baby girl?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” he hisses.

“Yes, sir.”

“If you forget again, I’ll have to punish you."

You make a mental note to forget.

“Get on the bed, on your back.”

You do as he comamnds, laying flat. He kneels over you and pulls off his tie, exposing his neck even more to you. He gathers your hands over your head and ties them to one of the bedposts with the tie. When he's finished, he grabs your face by your jaw and lifts you to him.

“Welcome to sex education,” he says. “You want an A in my class, you do what I say. Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl. You keep your mouth shut till I tell you otherwise,” he says gruffly. “Or I’ll have to punish you.”

You bite your lip and writhe underneath him. He pulls your hips forward, and you gasp. Your arms, still tied to the bedpost, stretch out. He moves your head to the side and starts to assault your neck with kisses, licks, and bites. His hand moves to your breast, and he grabs onto the nipple, twisting it in his fingers. You buck your hips but keep your mouth shut.

After a few minutes, he moves down to suck on your nipple while he plays with the other one. His mouth is hot and wet on you as his tongue swirls around your nerves. It's getting harder and harder for you to stay quiet, but you suck in deep breaths. He starts to kiss down your stomach, his hands gripping your waist, fingers digging into the skin. He kisses all the way down to your stomach and stops. He stands and looks at your closed legs.

“Open your legs for me, good girl,” he says. You do what he tells you to, and he massages the inside of your thighs. You wriggle and whimper, but he shakes his head. “Keep your mouth shut.”

You clamp your lips together and clench your jaw. He reaches down and drags one finger up your folds. You shudder and arch your back.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you. I know you do.”

He does it again, and you whimper again. He shakes his head.

“Now look what you’ve done,” he growls. “I told you not to open your mouth, bad girl. You know what happens when you break the rules. Flip around.”

You scramble up and flip around. He guides you, pushing your head down onto the bed and pulling your hips and ass up into the air. He gently brushes his hands over your ass cheeks and then squeezes them, almost too hard. You bite your lip.

“What a pretty ass you got here…” he muttered, and you're just getting comfortable when you feel him slap you on the ass. Hard. You can't help it, a moan leaves your body. “Did I tell you you could moan like that?”

“No, sir.”

“That’s what I thought.

Just as you're relaxing, he slaps you again. You jump a little but pleasure shocks through you.

“That’s a good girl. A good student,” he says, massaging the places he’d slapped you.

You feel the bed shift as he climbs onto it and spreads your ass cheeks. He drags his tongue up your folds, and you melt into the bed. He inserts a finger and starts to pump it in and out of your wet folds. Your hips begin to move, even though it hurts. After a few minutes, the pain is mostly gone and waves of pleasure replace it. He adds another finger and starts to pump faster and harder. You moan, and he slaps your ass. You bite everything you could to stay quiet — the sheets, your lip, your arm. His tongue returns to dance circles on your clit. Your hips rock back and forth, faster and faster. Suddenly, he stops, and you gasp. He leans down over your shoulder, holding his palm on your pussy. You try to wiggle for friction, but he won't let you.

“Tell me what you want,” he says breathlessly.

“I want…” you moan and pant, unable to catch your breath.

“Tell me what you want, or you’re not getting it. Do you want me to stop?”

And he does stop for a moment. Your hands try to fly to his and make him keep going, but they're still tied tightly to the bedpost. You graon.

“No! No, don’t stop,” you shout. “I want you inside me, Professor Butler. I want you to fuck me.”

Those are the key words. He flips you back around and pulls you toward him roughly. He unties your hands from the post, and you desperately scurry toward him to help unbutton his shirt. He pulls it over his head, but you're already unzipping his pants. His hands grab yours.

“Slow down. We’re taking it nice and slow. You can only have me when I decide.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Do it slowly.”

You obey, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. You grab onto his underwear and look up at him like a baby animal, waiting for permission. He nods, and you slowly take them down his legs. His member springs to life, and you are speechless. Sure, you’ve seen dicks before, but none that you want more than Professor Butler’s. You're inspired by boldness, and take it in your hand. You're about to put your lips to it, but he grabs you by the hair and pulls you away as gently as possible.

“No,” is all he says. “Get back on the bed.”

You nod and climb up. As you're doing so, he grabs a condom out of the drawer and puts it on. Once he's also on the bed, he hungrily attacks your neck again. You wrap your arms around his waist, trying to pull him down to you, but he resists. He returns to your lips, kissing you violently. You grip at his back, wanting his dick inside you more than anything. He manuevers it to your entrance and drags the tip up and down your folds, teasing you. You wriggle and writhe underneath his touch. He pulls back but his voice is shaky.

“Tell me how badly you want it,” he says gruffly. “How bad do you want this dick?”

You convulse and dig your nails into his back.

“Uh-uh-uh, use your words, baby girl."

“Fuck, I want it so bad, Professor Butler. I want it so bad,” you mutter, your legs shaking with desire.

“You’ll have to do better than that,” he growls. “Beg.”

“Please, sir,” you whimper.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me, sir,” you choke out.

He wastes no time, gently sliding into you. You shut your eyes tightly and grasp at his hair.

“Shh, I know it hurts, baby girl,” he says softly. “Be a good girl and it’ll feel better in a minute.”

He gently rubs your side and kisses you. You start to get relaxed and the pain does go away a little. Just as it fades, he begins to slide in and out of you. It takes you a minute to catch up with the feelings but eventually you start moving your hips in rhythm with his.

“That’s a good girl,” he says, grunting. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

You bite your lip, trying not to moan. He speeds up a little, his breath ragged. You're drawing blood on his back, you know it. But he deserves it for not letting you scream.

“Oh, you wanna scream don’t you, good girl?” he asks, as if he had read your thoughts.

“Yes, sir,” you moan out.

“Talk for me,” he says, and you open up. Moans, groans, and other noises fly out of you. Austin starts to breathily moan along with you. “You’re gonna make me cum, good girl.”

You moan louder, feeling a massive wave of pleasure rising.

“Talk for me, baby. Tell everyone who fucked you for the first time.”

That's all you need. You crash down and scream out his name. He keeps pumping in and out of you all the way through your orgasm, finishing himself off. He finally slides out of you, both of you breathing heavily. He falls to the bed alongside you as each of you tries to catch your breath. After a few minutes, he rolls over.

“Are you okay?” he asks. “I didn’t hurt you too bad, did I?”

“No, just a little,” you respond. “Will I be able to walk tomorrow?”

“Not a chance. But you won’t have to. You can stay with me. I’ll take care of you.”

You smile.

“You won’t look back and regret this, will you?” he asks, concern suddenly crossing his face. “That you let me be your first.”

“How could I regret that?” you ask. “You were perfect. Everything I could have asked for.”

You pull him down for a kiss. He scoops you up and tucks you both under the covers for a post-sex nap.

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astroaid · 3 months

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Hi honey!!🪽🫧, I hope you are well, I can participate in your game Future Spouse:

My celebrity crush is Jacob Elordi 💐✨

Thank you!!🦋🤍

hello,

nice crush choice lol in my humble opinion his elvis role was superior. & austin did amazing so that’s saying a lot to be able to top that performance.

Immediately, I can tell your spouse is a popular person. Probably can start up a conversation with almost anybody. They can have a great sense of humour, witty and flirty in speech. They may know more than one language. They could be well educated or cultured. I wouldn’t be surprised if they came from a different country or religious background than you.

Their con is they are stubborn. They’re an adventurous type, curious and love to learn. But once they feel they’ve tried or learned something, their opinion on it isn’t likely to change easily.

And although this person is likely attractive and well liked, they can be quite sensitive. They love to joke around but not about everything and anything. They have boundaries. They do not like to be made the butt of the joke or looked down upon in any way.

Physically, they could be athletic or workout. They likely enjoy taking care of their appearance and self. They’re a confident person. You guys may have similar careers. Or meet while pursuing your career (university, training, etc).

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level 4 (i did the reblogs on my second account @magicoventorecs

about me!¡

pronouns: she/her

mbti: infj

age: 18

hogwarts: hufflepuff

sexuality: straight

zodiac: aquarius sun, virgo moon and libra rising

looks: 5ft6, pixie cut brown hair, olive skin, im curvy but slim at the same time idk, brown eyes, cottagecore style, indigenous mixed

hobbies: writing, painting, reading, singing, walking in the forest, playing the sims

likes: music, poetry, bubble tea, mythologies, aliens and sci-fi, fantasy, philosophy, ghibli, KATE BUSH, witchcraft, ocultism, drawing, sunsets (specially that purple-like tone the sky gains at the end of the day lmao) kids (i think i actually want to be a mother one day)

dislikes: loud noises, people who hates children and animals, intolerant people, racists, conservatives, talk to people for a long period of time

personality: i don't like to talk to people in general, but when it is about something im interested, i could talk all day long. I spend a lot of time imagining fake scenarios, most of them with my fictional crushes. I like to comfort people, and i have a 'superhero complex' as my mom said.

i have a low self esteem specially towards my body. I fall in love easily and i get hurt most of times

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈

You sound like such a lovely person! So homely! I hope we can be friends <3

𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒏! He would absolutely love how welcoming and warm you are. The fact that you want kids and have that motherly instinct - would make him fall in love with you even more. Your nature seems very gentle, but also sarcastic when you want to be, and I think he would love that side of you.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

・Cares about your boundaries a lot. Wants you to feel safe with him. Never pushes you or makes you do anything you don’t want to/aren’t ready for.

・Is extremely rational, you barely have any heated arguments. If there is, they’re only minor disagreements. I think if he has an issue, he’d bring it up so you can talk about it

・Before your relationship was established, he would come over at night, having this feeling that you were upset/down. Would spend the night with you, looking at the stars and sitting in front of the fire

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Ygraine's Theme by Rohan Stevenson

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒍 𝑶𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒗! I think he's a man who wants to settle down and establish a home with the person he loves. You guys would make a great couple. He'd always be there to stick up for you, defend you, and protect you. You'd feel really safe with Mal.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

・Never makes you do more than your fair share, especially around the house. Also if you go on dates, he’s paying for everything.

・Is very encouraging and cheers you on. Will always make you feel like you’re ‘worth it.’

・His love languages are quality time and words of affirmation. He absolutely melts when you tell him you love him. He can be a very stoic person, and his emotions can be hard to pin down. But when you say “I love you,” his heart melts.

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Uther & Morgana Reunited by Rob Lane

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑩𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔! A lot of mutual understandings; an instinctive knowledge of each other’s needs. You guys grow to unconsciously know one another’s signals as well. A very comfortable relationship, and at times can be structural.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

・Loves taking you on dates to museums, galleries, aquariums, and the library. A lot of cultured outings.

・When Jonathan speaks about things he’s passionate about, he gets really animated and excited. You love it. His eyes light up and his smile grows so big.

・He’s actually really poetic and has written you a few poems here and there. They may be soppy, and maybe even cringe, but he means well. He wants you to understand how you make him feel

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

We're A Team by James Newton Howard

#pair ups #match ups #open #ships

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alsjeblieft-zeg · 2 years

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89 of 2022

Emoji Inspired True or False 🌈🍓🐝

Created by joybucket

You've worn sunglasses indoors. 😎 You've had a severe allergic reaction. 🤧 You've seen a demon. 😈 You are unique. 👽 You've contemplated suicide. ☠️ You've given someone the finger. 🖕 You like brown eyes best. 👁 You know someone who is pregnant right now. 🤰 You can run fast. 🏃‍♀️ You get annoyed at doctors for trying to blame all of your symptoms on anxiety. 🩺 .....when you don't even have anxiety. 🙄 You like both dogs and cats. 🐶🐱 You've taken a picture of a duck. 🦆 No one is ever too old for unicorns. 🦄 You have a friend who likes turtles. 🐢 You like red apples better than green apples. 🍏🍎 You don't eat out much. 🍜 You know someone who is allergic to peanuts. 🥜 You put off washing the dishes until the last minute. 🍽 You were the last of your friends to get a smartphone. 📱 You were worried about running out of toilet paper when this pandemic began. 🧻 // only because morons were hoarding on it like crazy You sleep with a teddy bear. 🧸 You've played house in a big box when you were a kid. 📦 You have a favorite book that you've read over and over and over again. 📖 You're afraid of flying. ✈️ You've tossed a coin into a fountain. ⛲️ You enjoy going camping. ⛺️ You enjoy waking up early. ⏰ You don't believe in superstition. 🎱 You'd rather kayak than canoe. 🚣‍♀️ You're afraid of tornadoes. 🌪 You've been to McDonald's in the past week. 🍟🍔 You've done something stupid while drunk. 🍷 You ate cereal for breakfast this morning. 🥣 You haven't used headphones in a long time. 🎧 You own an artist's palette. 🎨 You've shopped at Target in the past week. 🎯 You've been to the hospital at some point during this pandemic. 🏩 You need a haircut. 💈 You sometimes have trouble swallowing pills. 💊 The banana emoji makes you think of MarioKart. 🍌 Cherries look better than they taste. 🍒 You'd choose bacon over sausage. 🥓 McDonald's has really good ice cream. 🍦 You haven't had a donut in awhile. 🍩 Pigs are cute. 🐷 You've taken a duck-face selfie. 🦆 You know someone who is allergic to bees. 🐝 You like feathers. 🪶 You find learning about other cultures fascinating. 🐉 One could say you've had bad luck. ☘️ You've been called a free spirit. 🍁 You like sunflowers. 🌻 You feel a sense of peace when you look up at the moon. 🌙 You eat a lot of spicy food. 🔥 You were always getting hit in the face with balls in gym class. 🏀 // only once You hated gym class. 🏈🎾🏐 You hate ice skating. ⛸ You find flying a kite to be incredibly boring. 🪁 You like Japanese street fashion. 🇯🇵 You have a tattoo of a butterfly. 🦋 You curse like a sailor. 🤬 You like pumpkin spice. 🎃 You are a Taylor Swift fan. 🫶 You've been in a mosh pit. 🤘 You pray every day. 🙏 Your favorite lipstick is by Urban Decay. 💄 You like to be barefoot. 👣 You have a long tongue. 👅 You often wear your hair up in a ponytail. 👱🏻‍♀️ You listen to rock music. 🎸 You love British accents. 🇬🇧 You've painted rocks and hid them in your town. 🪨 You would sit on a mushroom if you were a fairy. 🍄 🧚‍♀️ There is a big tree right outside your bedroom window. 🌳 You enjoy bluegrass music. 🪕 You own your own bowling ball. 🎳 You've ridden a scooter to school. 🛴 You enjoy county fairs. 🎡 "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus is a good song. 🏔 You still own CDs. 💿 You've made a mix CD before. 💿 You don't wake up to an alarm. ⏰ // always earlier for some reason You've never used a fire extinguisher. 🧯 You like Taco Bell. 🌮 Your birthday is coming up soon. 🎂 You had a swingset in your backyard as a kid. 🛝 You know self-defense. 🥋 You like extreme sports. 🏂 You've played the video game SSX Tricky. 🏂 You've played Candy Crush Saga. 🍭 You've played Roller Coaster Tycoon. 🎢

#survey #bolding survey #themed survey

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whyme13wr · 4 years

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EXO fanfictions recs

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Silver Sakura -> EstablishedRelationship!au, Travel!au, Proposal!au 🦋☔ by @kyungseokie

Byun Baekhyun

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Touch it for Real -> OMG they were roommates, virgin!baek ☔🦋🔥 ✓ by @soobadnoonecanstopher

Park Chanyeol

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The lyricism of you -> FriendsToLovers!au 🦋☔ by @yeoldontknow

The morning after -> FriendsToLovers!au 🔥🦋☔ by @yeoldontknow

Truth -> Strangers!au 🔥 by @yeoldontknow

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Lazy Sunday -> 🔥 by @breakyeol

Iron Wrought -> Historical!Au, Exes2Lovers!Au 🦋🔥☔ by @yeoldontknow

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Undo -> ☔🦋🔥 age gap, mention of death ✓ by @smuttyfairy

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Do Kyungsoo

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Consider me yours -> FriendsToLovers!au 🔥🦋 by @kpopfanfictrash

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Just A Little Taste -> BestFriend!Kyungsoo 🔥 by @breakyeol

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Squirm, Baby -> Tutor!Kyungsoo, EnemiesWBenefits!au 🔥 by @breakyeol

When The Wind Gets Cold -> Friends2Lovers 🦋 by @unvillges

You Reconnect With Kyungsoo -> ExesToLovers ☔ by @exosmut

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Tell Me -> Couple Falling Apart ☔🦋 by @kjms

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Blown Away -> Idol!soo 🦋 by @dreamylittlesugarcube

Sick -> Boyfriend!Soo 🦋 by @oohfluffy

Cut -> Actor!au 🦋 by @oohfluffy

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Series

Spontaneous -> Idol!Soo x Musician!reader 🦋☔🔥 ✓ by @dorkyungsoowrites

All his -> Idol!Soo x Interpret!reader 🦋☔🔥 ✓ by @soobadnoonecanstopher

Mask -> FriendWithBenefits!au ☔🔥🦋 ✓ by @de1ight

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Hidden truths -> Royalty!au 🦋☔ ✓ by @myforeverforlife

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suhnshinehaos · 2 years

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✩ crush culture

synopsis : ln yn has always flirted with huang renjun. but they do that with literally everyone else too, they couldn’t possibly be serious about pursuing him, right? on their final year of university, yn is determined to show that they are. with all the walls that renjun has built around himself, will they be strong enough to succeed in tearing them down? pairing : huang renjun x gn!reader genre/s : university + student council au, fluff, angst, pining, slice of life, humor

part thirty : my little meowmeow

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from reese, with love <3 and that’s the end for renyn !! can you believe this was supposed to be a mini smau ?? now here we are thirty parts later like ??? it took a while, but we eventually got there hehe thank you so much for all the love for this series !! pls- I appreciated all the comments and asks and likes and reblogs like it means so much to me that you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing !! the cc council now lives in my head and hold a special place in my heart <3 thank you, I'd really love to know what you think :)) hope you are all doing well and taking care of yourselves :))

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loveemagicpeace · 2 years

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🦩Astro Notes🦩

🌊Pluto and Mars give a sense of the things we are driven by and what we cannot let go of in life.

🐚Neptune shows how we relate to water and the ocean. Neptune in your 1st house means you have a special relationship with the ocean. You love places by the sea. And that's where you feel most relaxed. Because Neptune also shows where we feel best alone or in what way we like to isolate ourselves. In what way we like to daydream. You can dream a lot about the ocean or you spend time there.

🦩People who have mars sagittarius, leo, aries, gemini, maybe aquarius are always chill with dramas. Which means that they will almost never find you dramatic with your response. Arguments don't derail them and they don't take things to heart. That way, if you tell them that they have too much powder on their face or that their clothes don't fit, they won't feel offended. Because they are always confident about themselves and their actions and because they simply do not see small things as dramatic. So that when you fight with them, they will quickly forget about the fight, if it is not about something that is really important.

🧡People with Mars in Cancer, Pisces are most prone to being offended when you say anything to them. Many times they cannot stand criticism and do not like to hear it from others. They take the words of others more emotionally. And they always remember everything you do or say to them.

💘I love people who have sun in scoprio with cancer moon cuz they are so sweet and heartless. Their energy is so beautiful and emotional. You feel like someone understands you in a deep and emotional way. Above all, they remember a lot and they always notice all the things about you. What I also like about cancer moon is because they have childish energy and still love certain things from their childhood like cartoons and things. They give me such a comfortable vibe. But Scorpios are so intense and really give you one and only special love.

❤️‍🔥Venus in Sagittarius fall in love with places,world before they fall in love in person. If something really takes over sagittarius it is travel and places because they like other culture and get to know other people and places and learn more about them. Art is also very close to them and they admire it. Psychology is also one of the things they like to delve into. Many sagittarius aslo know many languages and love them. Especially if you have mercury in 9th house you learn languages very quickly.

🧝🏽‍♀️Aquarius stellium - always change profiles on social networks (they have one profile for a while, then they make a new one). Or they constantly delete their profiles and then create a new one. It's like they can't decide whether to keep one profile. Also Aquarians have a tendency to cheat on you through social media.

🐚Some example from part of fortune: part of fortune in sagittarius in 8th house-through optimism, the meaning you give to things and also psychological understanding, you can gain a lot from expressing emotions and understanding them. Depth represents meaning and reason. To understand and at the same time feel the meaning of the things that are happening and that you are experiencing.

💗Chiron it doesn't just represent your healing and wounds but also how you can heal others and in what way. How you can use your darkness to help others.

🐬Uranus it gives you originality and how you are different from others. What impression do you leave on others.

🦋In house that you have taurus in it shows where you are the most stubborn and which things are most close to your heart and you don't like to change them. And you don't like to share them with others. For ex.: Taurus in 5th house -toys, hobbies or things that bring you happiness are very close to your heart and you don't like to share them with others. This can also include your crushes(you want to have them all to yourself).

-Rebekah🦋💘🦩

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Do you have any headcanons about Brian and Curt being jealous? like how do you think each would react to perceived threats to their relationship?

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1. - brian 🦋

brian is like. the most jealous person on the face of the planet. that’s how u know he likes u. he was jealous in his relationship with Mandy (at first), he was jealous that she was friends with Jack Fairy before him (and that Jack doesn’t…like him), HE has to help Jerry decide on everybody that joins Bijou Music Limited. he’s insane like that- it comes from not being prioritized as a child, and also from just being a bitch. he needs to be everybody’s favorite.

curt is like. brians bitch. like not in the sense that brian has all the power but in the sense that curt is really kind of his trophy in a way, he’s American, he’s beautiful, and he’s startling/artistically viable on a new level that’s never been experienced by Brian or the people around him. so, especially early on in their relationship Before they were semi/fully monogamous, brian was extremely jealous. he was VERY pleased that curt was only attracted to men bc he wanted all of his attention. he didn’t like it when curt immediately started toying with other members of the entourage bc hey, yknow, u surround urself with beautiful boys and curt’s gonna start picking them off. i think it’s the only instance of ‘infidelity’ that could EVER make brian genuinely upset and it’s not even infidelity at that point. but yeah, I think curt would have a few crushes and flings in the early days and Brian would be LIVID afterwards/during, and everybody can tell that he’s upset and why he’s upset and Mandy thinks it’s hilarious. curt would literally not get why the vibes are bad tho lol

i think Brian copes w jealousy by making a spectacle of himself. I think the orgy scene was a specific instance that brian set up in order to get back at curt or get his attention in an all-consuming way, but I also believe the orgy took place a couple months down the line so they’ve already built up a fixation on each other & a friendly/romantic connection. I think before the orgy he’d gone from adoration/shyness into like. genuinely not understanding why curt wasn’t only primarily sexually interested in him & getting upset about it. U see it multiple times throughout the film too- baby’s on fire is clearly a ploy for attention, both the audience’s and Curt’s, the Maxwell demon video is super focused in on how big his dick looks in his lavender pants + it makes his 🙏 new boyfriend 🙏 into a star AND he gets to be shirtless. it’s all very blatantly trying to create a spectacle but also it sort of begins serving the dual purpose of capturing Curt’s attention….don’t even get me started on the fucking circus scene lmao like he didn’t need to reel him in any further by the time they did that and he’s still doing this shit anyways

i try not to get really Sexual with vg hcs because I don’t wanna be a weird kinky millennial Harry Potter Mom so you’ll have to send a diff ask abt the shit Brian does as a result of his jealousy LATER if u want it.

curt ♥️-

this one is hilarious to me as someone w genuine trauma/abandonment issues bc curt is just. he has real abandonment issues. and they make him act insane in very relatable ways

curt is more blatantly in love w brian & therefore AS THE RELATIONSHIP PROGRESSES, is the one who seeks monogamy. it just gets to the point where he really doesn’t like seeing Brian w other people. like I think as Brian asserts their connection + becomes sick/emotionally distant he is less monogamous and this partially leads to the dissolution of their connection bc curt can’t stand it. he is ironically kind of a one man guy.

like, he thinks it’s beyond great & flattering that brian is so into him when they first start working together, to the extent that he finds it lowkey ridiculous & doesn’t know like. what to do w that. so he pursues other people bc that’s what he’s used to + that was gay culture for decades, it’s a stereotype for gay men to be sex crazed animals, u know that whole thing. but as they get deeper into their relationship and more attached curt CANNOT handle threats. he’s very possessive- u can see that with the whole waiting for Brian before walking into events thing that he does in the film, the fact that he even kept the pin, the fact that he sounds genuinely really concerned when he’s questioned abt brians actions…he’s just in the soup.

so he sort of reacts the way you’d expect. temper tantrums become more common the more unhinged he & Brian both become, but early on it’s mainly just like? weird pissy behavior? like self-isolating & refusing to talk when they’re alone. or just suddenly being like “so what do you see in that guy” if Brian is gushing abt somebody being cute LET ALONE IF HE WAS GOOD IN BED. bc I think there was a short period of best friendship between them that lasted like 2 months and it was painfully romantically charged. & I think it would fall into really like. overly masculine & fucking weird shit like “yeah he looks like he has a small cock to me idk I wouldn’t waste my time haha” and Brian being like “well I beg to differ” and curt just avoiding him for 48 hrs based on that

besides that I think curt is the sort of person to get upset abt the romantic attention that 99.99999% of people give Brian and therefore like. is constantly holding him or touching him or keeping his arm around him or keeping an eye on him. AKA why even INVITING him to an orgy would piss him the fuck off so he has to leave within 5 minutes lmao.

also. gimme danger is just him throwing a massive jealous fit it’s very funny to me. like most of the film is just him being jealous in the most dramatic and stupid way possible.

anyway thank u for the ask!! I hope this suffices!!

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suhnshinehaos · 2 years

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crush culture : part twenty-nine

part twenty-nine : being brave

previous ➤ part twenty-eight : clear skies next ➤ thirty crush culture ➤ masterlist

the ncit council room is quiet. at least, much too quiet for renjun’s liking. when the sun is long gone, he grows to miss the chaos he’s now grown accustomed to. whether it’s yangyang and haechan bantering, or jaemin’s random aegyo, or shotaro filming tiktoks in the corner, or jeno’s out of the blue jokes.

and of course, he misses you.

even with his eyes closed, renjun could pick up on your voice amidst all the chaos that surrounded him. it doesn’t matter if it’s a flirtatious line or a funny comment, he just knows that it’s you. he’s unable to help himself from looking across the table, at the chair where you usually sat. renjun doesn’t even notice that the corner of his mouth had tugged upwards at your memory. only when his little trance was broken by the sound of the door creaking open.

“i knew i’d find you here.”

“hyuck told you, didn’t he?” renjun asked, the smile on his face now turning into a light chuckle.

“yeah, but it sounds more romantic when i say it like that.”

you finally enter his field of vision, a small little tug on his heartstrings at the sight of you. at this point, he’s allowed himself to feel the simple pleasure of feeling giddy at your presence. a feeling that he’s mostly suppressed in the first few months he’s known you.

it’s only when you take your usual seat that he noticed the paper bag in one hand and the stack of paperwork in the other. renjun raises a brow, gesturing with the pen in his hand, “what’s that?”

“i got you something from the cafe down the street, figured you didn’t eat yet.” you shrug, pushing the paper bag towards him, “and work’s more fun when you’re doing it with someone.”

“work isn’t fun. at all.” he quips, but there’s a lightness that fills his system at the thoughtfulness of your gesture.

“i was going to ask you to go home and rest, but-”

“you know me better than that.” renjun finishes your statement with a smile and slight shake of his head.

“mhmm. and if you can’t beat ‘em, you might as well join them. right?”

a beat passes, then another as renjun hesitates whether or not he should say the words that threatened to form on the tip of his tongue. against his better judgement, and at the risk of sounding incredibly cheesy, he swallows his pride and lets the words out.

“and here i was thinking that you just wanted to spend some time with me.”

before he could internally cringe at his attempt at flirting, a smile spreads across your face. even if there’s a light pink tint that covered his cheeks, or a slight tinge of embarrassment that creeped into his veins, the way your eyes lit up made it all worth it.

he’s never done anything like this; be bold or upfront. however, like in most things, he’s come to take a little inspiration from you.

“you caught me,” you raise your hands in mock defense, “i was just looking for an excuse.”

it was a half-truth. renjun knew that much. you were always worried about him, and he was aware of his own tendencies to overwork himself. especially with everything that was on his plate. you knew, and you understood.

“thank you.”

he’ll always be grateful for that.

you nod in acknowledgement.

and that was enough.

no other words needed to be exchanged as both of you worked on the tasks at hand. him, going through his assignments as a teaching assistant. you, consolidating information on the world lit project you had with yangyang and jungwoo.

it’s tranquil. and for a while all one could hear is the sound of pen against paper, or pages turning, and the occasional sigh. renjun doesn’t exactly recognize when you started humming, and he doesn’t recognize when he had started humming along with you.

there’s a small smile that’s present on yours and renjun’s faces as both of you begin to tap your feet along to the beat. before either of you knew it, the song is nearly at its end and the two of you were already singing instead of humming,

떠오르는 나의 마음을 담은 말이 ‘ the words i think of that express my heart ’

renjun looks up and meets your gaze as both of you sing the final line,

‘ ah! love is you ’

you look back at your work as soon as the last word leaves your lips, but renjun couldn’t help but keep his eyes on you. he couldn’t help but notice the way you tried to hold back a smile, or the way your brows furrowed as you pretended to focus on whatever you were reading.

“i love you.”

it escapes renjun’s lips in a breathless whisper, but it’s just loud enough for you to hear.

“what did you just say?”

you don’t even bother to hide your gasp, eyes widening before they blink back at him.

it didn’t even register to renjun that he had just said those words until you ask him to repeat them. you’re staring at him, expectant, and it all just comes crashing down.

“fuck— shit, i-” he runs a hand through his hair, frustration lacing each and every one of his words, “i had it all planned out, you know? i was going to take you out on a nice little picnic date, and i was going to sing you a song, then i was going to tell you how i feel…it wasn’t supposed to happen like this, i—”

renjun didn’t notice that you had gotten out of your seat to take the one next to his until he feels your hands on both sides of his face, cutting off what would have been a long-winded ramble.

“renjunie, my darling.”

you smile at him, and it’s soft. and you’re looking at him so tenderly. and your voice is gentlest he’s ever heard it. and renjun doesn’t quite understand it but his breath hitches.

“been a while since you called me that.”

“called you what?”

“renjunie…” his voice wavers the slightest bit, “your darling.”

he places his hands above yours, his touch warm and delicate.

“i love you, yn. i really do.”

this isn’t how he pictured his confession would go. in a perfect world it would have been in a field of flowers, with the setting sun painting the sky in light pinks and purples, with his voice carrying out the sweetest of tunes.

renjun prided himself on control, and he lost it over something so mundane. over the two of you working together in the council room. something that the two of you had done more times than he could ever count.

“do you mean that?”

“i’m so in love with you that it actually scares me,”

renjun mumbles. it’s the most honest, and most vulnerable, he has ever been. but in a sense, it felt freeing. it feels like he had been underwater all his life, and now he could finally breathe. you brought him to shore.

“but i want to be brave for you. i’m sorry for hurting you. i’m sorry for taking so long.”

you press your forehead against his. the two of you had never been this close, in proximity and emotion, and you could practically feel the beating of his heart. in time with your own. without another word, your lips meet his.

you have always loved him, and now you finally knew that he has always loved you.

from reese, with love <3 renyn nation (me) !! this one’s for you (me) !! cc finale next part, so ill save my long message of thanks for that one hehe ik my alignment chart post said three parts left but i am just bad at math lol thank you for reading.. id really love to know what you think of this part !! hope you are all doing well and taking care of yourselves :))

btw- the song they sing is seventeen’s ah! love <3

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suhnshinehaos · 2 years

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crush culture : part twenty-eight

part twenty-eight : clear skies

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yangyang needed this. that’s all there is to it.

technically, he could have asked to reschedule. the project was due next week, he could have waited until jungwoo recovered so you could work on this particular part together. but you had already made that statement : it was only going to be you and him. and if he was really about to let you go, completely and truthfully, then this was an opportunity that he had to take.

part of it feels like a betrayal. renjun is practically his best friend, and there’s a tinge of guilt that makes its way to his system when he waits outside your final class of the day. even more so when you greet him with a large grin the second your eyes meet his.

“did you wait long?”

yangyang shook his head, keeping his voice as even as possible, “felt like i aged ten years just from standing here.”

“whatever, yang. let’s go.” you rolled your eyes, but kept that same smile on your face as you lead the way.

let it happen, yang. he reminded himself. give yourself this one day.

it wasn’t even a full day to begin with; it was an afternoon.

an afternoon of going through dusty library shelves for books neither of you were ever going to read, kissing up to librarians of universities neither of you attended, pacing back and forth between rows and rows of wooden tables and trying not to bump into any of the corners.

boring for most, but it would have to be enough for him.

because now here he is, walking the cobblestoned paths of his college campus, the sun long gone and you’re right next to him.

you’re talking about something, but he’s not entirely sure what. he sees your lips moving, sound falls on his ears, but he just couldn’t make out the words. too distracted by the fact that if he moved just a few inches closer, your hand would brush against his own.

the sound of a text notification snaps him out of his trance as both of you completely stop walking so you could check.

even under the harsh glare of your phone’s brightness, or the worried furrow that appeared between your brows, or that small pout that formed on your bottom lip, you were breathtaking. exactly why his heart broke the tiniest bit when he’s unable to help himself from sneaking a glance at the text haechan had sent.

“you should go to him.”

his voice is clear, breaking through the crisp night air. not a single shroud of hesitation. not the the slightest waver to his voice.

the pout on your lips grows deeper, “but we were supposed to have dinner together.”

the two of you vowed that afternoon that if you finished the list of libraries your professor had tasked the class to visit, you would get dinner together in celebration. he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, especially not to you and definitely not to renjun, but he worked a little harder than usual today.

oh well.

when it’s between him or renjun, yangyang knew exactly who you’d pick.

“we can go some other time… at least junwoo can be with us too.” yangyang reassures, but he’s unable to look at you directly. instead, his gaze finds its way to the sky above his head.

dark. clear. filled with stars, bright and twinkling. complimented by the moon, big and beaming and almost overwhelmingly enchanting. you couldn’t help but look up too.

“woah,” you let out a low whistle.

yangyang nods in agreement, “beautiful, isn’t it?”

“i know.”

it’s the way you looked back at him, the slight shift in the tone of your voice that lets him know. you knew. there’s no need for an explanation to the underlying meaning. you just knew.

maybe it was jungwoo that tipped you off. maybe a part of you always knew, you just chose not to believe it. it doesn’t matter, it’s all out in the open now.

you couldn’t help the way your feet moved on their own, closing the already small space between you. you’re unable to stop your arms from wrapping around him, engulfing him in a hug. at the the end of the day, he was still one of your closest friends. it broke your heart to break his, unknowingly it may be.

yangyang chuckles and you feel it when he hugs you back, pulling you even closer to his chest, “what’s this for?”

“i’m sorry,” you mumble. the words don’t feel enough, but you couldn’t find anything else to say. your chest tightens, guilt creeping into your veins.

“don’t be,” he shakes his head and pulls away slightly, placing his hands on your shoulders so his gaze could meet yours, “i’ll survive.”

yangyang smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. not in the way it always does. before you could part your lips to say something else, he’s already let go of you, gently pushing you towards the direction of the council room. where renjun was. where your heart belonged.

“go. i’ll be okay.”

you knew, and that was enough for him.

“they’re going to be so lucky. the next person who captures your heart.” you say with a smile, sincere and hopeful for what the future had in store for him.

“thank you, yn. for everything.” yangyang smiles at you one last time, raising a hand to wave at you as you walked away from him.

it’s silent, a slight breeze blowing past him. there’s a dull ache that fills his chest, it doesn’t sting like he expected it too. but he lets himself feel it as he stands there, feet glued to the ground beneath his feet. he can’t help but watch your figure grow smaller and smaller until you eventually disappear from his line of sight. a sigh escapes his lips, pained and heavy.

it’s a complicated feeling; while the dull ache in his chest remained, a weight had also been lifted off his shoulders.

he really did need this.

and with one last look at the clear night sky, yangyang finally lets you go.

from reese, with love <3 didn’t feel right to end this series without a proper acknowledgement of yang’s feelings from yn... sorry for the angst, but dw it’s going to be fluffy from here :) thank you sm for reading !! as always, id love to know what you think :)) hope you are all doing well and taking care of yourselves :))

also,, don’t hurt too much for best boy second lead yang-- i do have something planned for him ;>

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