#like goddamn that sushi tho

[todayisafridaynight]

VERY MUCH LOOKING FORWARD TO YOUR THOUGHTS WHENEVER YOU GET TO IT <3 The Judgment series has had a super solid start compared to RGG for obvious reasons so it's interesting to watch that play out and see how the two intertwine... Definitely best to go into it blind too☠️

OH YEAH I love WotH I definitely should continue the show... I was gonna say I didn't recognize him whatsoever either until someone posted it on Twitter so At The Very Least you're not on your own... enjoy your snackos :)

YEAH NO the most ive ever seen someone complain bout judgement is that yagami doesnt have too much of a personality, but aside from that i've seen nothin but praise for the gameplay and story and other characters SO IM DEF SUPER INTERESTED IN IT

THE SHOWS SO SILLY AND CUTE YOU SHOUUULD im biased....... but im just sayin....

#snap chats #i will not be gettin snackos </3 i did have my mango pudding and tea tho... thats good nuff for me..... #i love mango puddin... who remembers my mango lassi posting.. i love mango yall gotta have it lol... best fruit.. #IM MAD THO every day i realize i forgot to grab something from my mom's #this time i forgot to grab my sushi mat and my rice paddle- not to mention My Favorite Cleaver #i COULD still make eggs of course but alas... no silly shaped eggs for me :( #unless i bully my sis into getting me alla that whe she comes by to give me my medicine LOL but anyway #glasses and facial hair really go change a person's face.... goddamn....... #i say this as if i didnt shave my moustache some days ago and then had a stroke looking at myself #it wasnt even that much hair but still... who the fuck is THAATTT #that aint even mentionin tatsu's tinted glasses.... which are incredibly swaggy and i want them.. #MAN WotH IS SUCH A GOOD SERIES i watched its anime adaptation too #def a unique style but it was still cute.... and ofc the netflix special with tatsu's va... that was cute... and got me into making katsu.. #oh but before i end my ramble im genuinely curious if judgement will continue #i only think it wont since my bestie said they werent going to do anymore do to somethin bout kimura's managers? #i think im misremembering idk i remember SOMETHING vaguely like that. but i hope theres more from the series #i love detective stuff so... hehee... #ok bye im gonna doodle and ignore the fact i start class tomoroww EW

[visceravalentines]

Tag Game for People You Want to know Better:

Man so many people tagged me in two of these so I combined them and I love you all @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @chaoticxwanda @goldrose-star @spookyscaryslashy @your-mxnd-is-mxne @lucifers-horror-harem

First ship: I guess I've been self-shipping for my entire life bc I definitely wanted to marry both Steve Irwin and the Kratt brothers when I was a small child. My first real hardcore ship tho was Clint Barton x Natasha Romanov.

Three ships: Billy x Stu, Ghost x Soap, Bill x Frank

Last song: Dying to Believe, Parkway Drive

Last movie: Bullet Train

Currently reading: not the pile of overdue library books on my coffee table, that's for sure

Currently watching: The Last of Us like any self-respecting zombie horror fan

Currently consuming: digesting some v good sushi at this moment

Currently craving: a goddamn break

Relationship status: married 8 years this year!!

Favorite color: green, especially sun-through-the-trees green

Three favorite foods: potatoes, shrimp, soft pretzels

Song stuck in my head: I Know the End, Phoebe Bridgers

Last thing I googled: fear street (couldn't remember those funky lil lesbians' names)

Dream trip: leave me in a desolate pine forest in any country anywhere in the world

Time: 9:30 PM

Tagging @brandnewhuman @laserbatbunny @bisexual-horror-fan @mintgalaxia @minilev @hanighul @dorianearlgraytea and anyone else who wants to share 💚🖤💚

[sharksa-shivers]

Extra stuff i thought of lol

Not really in an order this time tho lol. Still bout eating and food tho cuz yeah, why not? --- *Sharky tends to fall into food comas pretty easily...Especially whenever he goes without and then...Does get back to eating and really pushes that limit out of desperation...But even if he's doing alright in that regard, Sharky just falls asleep usually after eating alot... *Sharky has alottttttt of facts about this kinda shit because it's part of his whole...Self acceptance arc (not the entire thing but alot of it does loop into this kinda stuff) and becauseeeeee shark. Alot of people around him wonder about this kinda shit (part cuz they don't really know alot about sharks so they wanna learn about his species orrrrr they're terrified of him and want to make sure he's not thinking of eating them........which pisses Sharky off and makes his self neglect issues alot worse honestly after hearing people assume he'd do stuff like that, ya boi got issues...) *Sharky usually has to order alot whenever they go eat places because...Well, again, he needs more to sustain himself. It doesn't help that the world is thought of usually with humans/human sized anthros in mind so...He usually ends up having to deal with smaller portions, smaller furnature, smaller shit just in general and it annoys him to no end... *Another way people around Sharky can tell he's been neglectful is if he's really pissy and snappy with people. Sharky...Is usually not like that...Especially with his friends over small shit...So whenever Sharky's being really really bitchy, that's whenever Max will yeet some packaged sushi or something at him and be like "Eat this you lil shit before i make you lol." And afterwards, he tends to be back to his usual self. -- Trio derps when picking places to eat-

Kristy-Defs gonna be a pizza place…Like every goddamn motherfuckin time…Everytime.

Sharky-Probs like a cheap diner orrrrr it's gonna be sushi/fish related ORRRRRR it's just gonna be some random atmospheric place that looks cool

Max-Probably gonna be the most backalley looking rundown shit you've ever seen. They probably do free surgeries in the kitchen or some shit. ORRRRRRR…Max will just pick a normal decent fuckin basic place that has burgers and shit but you're not gonna know which one you're going to because he's just gonna give directions and not tell you shit til you pull up lol. -- That's all the extra i have atm and i am tiredt lol so...More shit later maybe

[starvels]

oooh fun. do you know [gregory from abbott elementary] i don't like pizza. but! bearing that in mind sknbkjndfbk,

Fun idea tho, recently unfrozen Steve being shown the wonders of the modern world and all its riches. And of course they gotta introduce him to modern pizza! And it’s like… Steve is Not Fond for [insert reason here] and has to go thru what you and Gregory do whenever you say you don’t like pizza.

Many attempts to find the “right” kind of pizza because surely then Steve will like it? ensues I imagine. Made more complicated by the fact that Steve is 1. Always hungry and 2. Does Not Waste Food so it can be hard to gauge if he actually liked something since he finishes it every time, which leads to…

Because the Team orders Pizza so often and the new members WILL start the process all over eventually he “picks” the least offensive kind to him as a “please stop asking”-favourite. Maybe like a thin crust or a veggie pizza or a white pizza or something lol. Maybe he orders wings or a meatball sub if they have it.

desjkfnbdjbn i really am turning into a marvel food blog, huh? is this bc i talk abt cooking so much? (sidecomment, made some fucking ACE banana bread blondies this week goddamn)

'Steve is Not Fond for [insert reason here]': this is fun. steve could hate pizza, sure. here's the reason. it is bc the dough doesn't taste ENOUGH like NYC water. he needs more of that undefinable city juice to make it like he remembers dsfkjbhnkjdbn. he's a disgusting city pigeon, i love him, etc.

'has to go thru what you and Gregory do whenever you say you don’t like pizza.' at he would simply stare into the camera and offer to walk 4 miles to get something else and everyone takes it as silly charming cap.

'it can be hard to gauge if he actually liked something since he finishes it every time, which leads to…' sooo true bestie! it throws off everyone so much! let's all collectively explore this more.

'he “picks” the least offensive kind to him as a “please stop asking”-favourite': for a while he gets on a cauliflower crust kick bc its less offensive until he's remembers he's surrounded by new yorkers and they do Not Partake of Cauliflower Crust which actually makes it worse bc then it's a WHOLE pizza for steve to finish on his own (rip my silly son)

but later, as he gets more 21st century weary, yeah he just eats a cheese slice for appearances, as like, a pregame medicine for an actual meal he has later in the middle of the night bc the whole lie is beginning to feel a bit drawn out and he should have said something years ago but now he's not sure when to. (cue fic abt jan finding him in the kitchen at night making chilaquiles bc he's hungry and she's like, you can have more at dinner, honey and steve is flustered and the truth comes out messily and he's like, a bit silly in trying to explain it and jan somehow takes his 'i don't like pizza' as a, we should get you to try more high end pizzas with stuff like sushi on it and steve's like why would you do that to sushi, i love sushi :( and iron man walks in and is like, just make the pizza here. there's a pizza oven in the back and even though thor broke the pizza peel the other day, i can just lift it out of the oven with my hands and so steve is Resigned and Convinced and Does in fact love cooking at home w the team so he finds some enjoyment in the Process itself but then the truth comes out! bc he tastes it and he's like it's fine. (what i say abt pizza while looking into the camera while people around me are orgasming over greasy tomatoes) and tony and jan press him for details and steve has to say, face in his arms, ears burning, that he misses the kinda rank taste of prewar city watered dough and jan and tony are like oh. well! and steve learns that you can in fact return funky NY flavor to pizza dough if you are friends with enough time travelers or something.

and jan and tony kinda get together and think about the times when steve just sorta ate or drank or accepted something bc he didn't want it to go to waste and it was fine and they think about steve not knowing what he likes and maybe they catch each others' eyes and they say at the same time, 'so, in bed -' 'he doesn't ever say what he wants' and it becomes A Thing that they have to address w steve and then a thing that gradually turns into a very communicative steve-centered threesome and then a relationship OR SOMETHING SDKJNBKJDN)

#I WILL STOP #kjdnsbkjdn #janstevetony #our talk #steve rogers #di's marvel food blog #a legit tag now lol

[moon3unny]

13.12.2023

sometimes u can tell when my brain is literally so deprived of food I dont even notice that im not making sense sometimes when I type stuff lmao

went to the store grabbed sushi it wasnt alot of pieces it came up to 150kcal

1 mug soup 65kcal

1 white monster energy 11kcal

In my last post I explained how If I didnt drop down from 55,85kg I wouldnt get sushi etc etc and I did drop down

today: 55,30kg which is I think the lowest Ive been in the current "diet"

of course Im not gonna reward myself with food each time I loose weight but Ive been only having liquids for the past days with soup coffee and tea to the point I was feeling extremely terrible and ill that falling asleep was hard so I had to eat something someway or another so I choose something Ive been craving for weeks. avocado sushi.

now now, I COULDVE bought a big serving of california roll like I usually do but I stopped myself and bought 8 tiny sushi pieces. which is why they were only 150kcal.

they tasted heavenly and didnt make me feel uncomfortably full either so I am content with my decision.

anyways tho my high waisted skirts and pants are starting to fit again and arent so goddamn tight on me anymore.

#ed not ed sheeran #tw ed vent #ed vent #ed relapse #prorecovery #only prorecovery #only pro recovery

[illbedancingwithmyself]

I’m digitizing the journal from my TRT hike. It’s clippy and cynical so feel free to ignore 

Days 10-13

Day 10 Gray Lake to a vista outside Tahoe Meadows

  The climb up Relay Peak wasn’t too bad. V cool views. Saw some horsies. I wasn’t really feeling the Mt. Rose area after the peak. Too volcanic, and felt like a pale Mordor. Some friendly day hikers. I saw the girls for the last time as I was leaving gray lake, I couldn’t stay at the Mt. Rose campground because they only take cash! Son of a bitch! It’s a shame because the camp had the cleanest goddamn pit toilet I have EVER seen. Went through Tahoe Meadows which was full of dayhikers and mountain lion/bear caution posters. I settled on doing some stealth camping by a vista point. Kinda freaked out about mountain lions, but they’re shy with huge territories, and it’s a well traversed area despite me having no neighbors tonight. My period is starting early and I’m pissed. As if I didn’t feel gross enough

Day 11 Tahoe Meadows to Marlette Peak Camp

   Walk was interesting granitey track with cool views of Washoe lake and Tahoe. Not too crowded, several friendly mountain bikers. A quick set of switchbacks, then eventually breathtaking views of Marlette lake. I got really choked up, probably in no small part due to my period starting today. Got to camp around noon, which was unnecessary because I had the place to myself. Amused myself with my new pack of cards and the dramas being played out by the huge golden squirrel colony at the campground. The pit toilet here is truly awful. Filled nearly to the brim with 1000s of flies that swarm and try to land on your ass and crotch. The water pump is great tho.

Day 12 Marlette Peak to Sequoia Rd Junction

   Woke up to change my tampon @ 2:22 am (I’m in hell!), and saw that 3 other campers had made camp since i went to bed @ 7. Had crazy dreams that blurred with reality. After a short hup the morning was filled with beautiful views on mountaintops covered in a stinky purple lupine. Wonderful trail with fabulous lake views until Spooner, then a hot dry slog across the highway all the way until “The Bench” area which was pretty cool. I’m so excited to be this close to the finish line. 9-ish miles tomorrow but it shouldn’t be too bad. 17 miles today

 Final day Road Junction to the Fox and Hound

   Woke up with a spring in my step and got the fuck out of dodge. Clouds gathered and it was surprisingly warm. Somewhere near castle rock I met two day hikers, and one of them clapped for me when I told them I was almost done with my hike around the lake. Ironic beautiful views of work in the final mile. I hit Kingsbury Grade  before I knew it and walked up the steeply graded neighborhoods to the ski resort restaurant. The server was super kind. I had coffee, a mimosa, chicken fried steak, eggs, hashbrowns, toast, and a pancake. Perfect bus timing. Starbucks. Happy to see everyone. Glorious shower, creepy shrunken body. Had all you can eat sushi with Mom and CJ, then got to bed around 2am.

fin

#tahoe rim trail #trt #backpacking #camping #hiking #tahoe

[erensnubs]

im actually really fucking hungry

#like goddamn that sushi tho #sushi #gyoza #salmon rolls #seaweed #japanese food #asian food #orange chicken

[afrival]

what are the scouts' and warriors' least favorite meals / what will they refuse to eat under any circumstance 💋

fucking BLESS 😩🙌💕 this took a lot of brainpower

no warnings except maybe mention of vomit

•=======================•

Eren:

- steamed vegetables 😐 regular raw shit is perfectly fine or even fried he just cannot stand steamed veggies

Mikasa:

- turkey??? literally thinks it’s the worst fucking type of meat

Armin:

- LMAO SEAFOOD HE FEELS SO GUILTY even tho he actually really likes sushi. he hates red lobster bc of the goddamn lobster tank they keep up front it makes him feel worse

Jean:

- DESPISES sour cream do not fucking dare put it anywhere near this man he will vomit

Connie:

- eggs 💀 especially scrambled

Sasha:

- almond milk is so disgusting to her bye but food wise she is NOT picky at all

Ymir:

- okay maybe this is dumb but like literally hates all breakfast foods. Pancakes, waffles, bacon, sausage, etc

Historia:

- man I lowkey see her being a vegan so probably just meat in general (she would be 100% chill abt it tho)

Levi:

- PIZZA BC ITS SO FUCKING GREASY. He hates messy foods in general like you will NOT catch this bitch boy anywhere near a bbq place

Hange:

- bananas are the worst fruit to ever exist. banana flavored anything. pudding, bread, muffin— get that shit away from her rn

Erwin:

- lasagna ✌️

Reiner:

- mashed potatoes again w the goddamn texture thing like he just hates it

Berthtoldt:

- nature valley granola bars which sucks bc reiner absolutely loves them and just wants to share

Annie:

- HATES PEANUT BUTTER it’s sticky and gross and eugh she just would rather eat a jelly sandwich

Porco:

- soft tacos the texture is absolutely horrendous for him. actually just don’t take this mf to taco bell he hates it

Pieck:

- eggplant parmesan ☝️ actually just hates anything with eggplant

Zeke:

- any kind of fajita ever but especially chicken, also not a fan of quesadillas bc it reminds him of public school 💔

Apologies for this being short and not specific I just— these are funny idc

#attack on titan #shingkei no kyojin #aot #snk #aot headcanons #attack on titan headcanons #eren jaeger #armin arlert #mikasa ackerman #levi ackerman #erwin smith #hange zoe #reiner braun #zeke yeager #pieck finger #jean kirchstein #connie springer #kenshcs

[doyumacy]

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Doghyuck doesn't call you the next day as it was expected. You are walking to your next class when you see him talking enthusiastically to a girl; she has her back leaning against the wall and he has one arm at the side of her head. You sigh and keep walking without being noticed by him.

You know Donghyuck and know the playboy he is. You know it might don't mean anything. Donghyuck is a flirty person by nature, and you can’t even begin to list the number of girls who’ve had their hearts broken by him. And yours might get added to that list.

You shake your head and enter the classroom placing your backpack on the floor. Someone sits next to you and you see Johnny. He smirks at you. “Hey, baby girl.”

Johnny is also a natural flirter, but not a player. You smile. “What’s up, Bravo?”

“Ha! Johnny Bravo,” he beams. “That’s a nice one.”

You shrug, smiling. “You know, my birthday is this weekend and you’re of course invited to the party.”

“I’ll be there,” you nod.

Johnny tilts his head in surprise. “Wait, really?”

You laugh. “Why do you look so surprised?”

“Because it normally would take me 5 hours to convince you to go…” he glances at you.

“That’s not t…” you frown. “Okay, maybe it’s true, but this time I really wanna go.”

He raises his hand and places it on your forehead. “Are you sick?”

You giggle and remove his hand. “I’m okay. I just need a distraction.”

“You okay?” He looks at you.

You sigh. “Yeah, don’t worry.”

“You know, if you ever need to talk to someone about anything I’m here,” he smiles at you.

“I know, thank you.”

(...)

"Hey Soo," you call your roommate.

She turns to you, taking her headphones off. "Yes?"

"Can I borrow your white dress?" You ask.

She nods. "Sure, where are you going tho?"

"Johnny's party," you smile. "He invited me and I haven't gone shopping in months."

"Oh, then no. You can't borrow that one," she gets up from the bed walking to her wardrobe.

"Okay..." you frown.

"You better wear this instead," she pulls out a long-sleeved pink latex dress, with a deep neckline ending at the waistband enriched by a hexagonal buckle. Your mouth drops open. "Woah, that's so..."

"I know," she beams.

"Aren't I going to look like a dominatrix?" You laugh.

She giggles. "Of course not. You will look very hot."

"Fuck it," you say, grabbing the dress. "I'm gonna wear it."

“Donghyuck is gonna lose his shit,” Soo laughs

“Huh?” You look at her confused. “What do you mean?”

“I might be dumb but I’m not blind,” she smiles. “You always sneak out and the way you two look at each other pretty much say you two been fucking….”

You choke a whine. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t,” she pats your shoulder.

(...)

"Wow..." You sigh as you compare this amazing mansion to your house in your mind.

"Impressive, yes yes, whatever," Johnny grabs your hand, walking through the people inside the mansion.

"Where are you taking me?"

"You need a drink," Johnny smiles, "Goddamn, you look so hot tonight."

You fiddle with your hair and your necklace, hiding your face so he can't see you're blushing. "T-thanks."

When you enter the kitchen, all eyes are on you, or rather in your cleavage. You recognize a few people that are there and you greet them, smiling.  "My, my, aren't you pretty!" A boy practically sings, flipping his dark hair as he talks.

He's gorgeous. Johnny hands you a drink and you have a sip. "Ignore Yuta, he can't keep his hands to himself."

You giggle. "It's okay, I came because I wanna mingle."

Johnny tilts his head in surprise. "Weren't you dating Donghyuck?"

You almost choke on your drink. "What? W-where did you get that from?"

Johnny scratches the back of his neck. "Taeyong is Donghyuck's neighbor in the dorms and I once saw you, or heard you two doing things."

You blush and cover your face. "Oh, my God."

Johnny laughs at your reaction. "Taeyong didn't see you, don't worry. So, is your boyfriend coming?"

"He's not my boyfriend," you sigh. "We are... fuck buddies. We have been fucking our souls out."

"Nothing wrong with that," he quips.

You laugh. "It is when you catch feelings for him."

"Oh..." Johnny wiggles his eyebrows.

"Yup," you shake your head. "Whatever, I'm done. I can't keep doing it."

“Okay, lets go dance and hopefully I can introduce you to someone,” Johnny grabs your hand again, leaving the kitchen.

After Johnny and you dance a couple of songs, he invites you to play beer pong. You have one ball in one hand and a drink in the other, trying to land the damned thing in one of the red solo cups arranged across from you. You shoot and you miss, which you swear loudly at. Yuta, who is your partner, laughs. "You're the worst  beer pong player I've ever seen."

You groan. "Give me a minute."

After everyone shoots and misses, it's your turn again. You take the ball in your hand again and suddenly your sight gets lost in Donghyuck and the same girl he was flirting with days ago in the hallway. Is she his girlfriend? Was he fucking you and dating her? You wanna throw up.

You drop the ball and leave the dining table trying to find the closest bathroom. Someone grabs your arm, making you turn. It's Johnny. "Hey, you okay?"

"You invited him?" You give him a questioning look, almost angry.

"Who? Donghyuck? No!" He looks at you. "I did invite the girl he is with... she's in my marketing class. I didn't even know they were together."

You growl and yank yourself free. "I need a drink."

Johnny shakes his head in disagreement. "Come with me. I want you to introduce you to someone."

"I don't need more guys, Johnny!" You glance at him.

"He's not a guy, he's a man," he smiles, dragging you to the living room. "Hes our age, but hes everything but a guy."

"You sound whipped for him, you should date him instead," you mock him.

Johnny chuckles. "Not my type."

In a matter of seconds, you're in front of a 'man' with round eyes, small mouth, a lot of cheekbone. Small nose too, with a sort of endearing hint of crook at the bridge. Permanently surprised eyebrows, one half-hidden under black hair, styled back but for a curl coming down on the right side. He's truly beautiful.

"Hey Mark, this is y/n. y/n this is Mark Lee," Johnny smiles. "You both like ice cream and sushi. Mingle, bye!"

And Johnny disappears from the scene. You stare at Mark for a couple of seconds and then laugh. You scratch your forehead and you can tell Mark is trying to keep his eyes up from for cleavage. Nice.

There's an awkward silence until Mark breaks it. "I actually hate sushi. Anything raw."

You sigh in relief. "Me too. I hate it."

You both laugh again. "Anyway," Mark continues, "it's cool to like, actually meet you finally? Johnny talks about you a lot so I feel like I kinda know you already, haha."

"Oh really?" Which means Mark spends significant time around him. You wonder where.

"Yeah! I mean, I don't go to the same uni as you guys but we met when we were on an exchange program in America," he smiles.

"Oh that's great!" You smirk. "So you're the guy who kept him away from me when he was away?"

"I think I am? I apologize," he places a hand on his chest.

"You're forgiven," you sigh and he smiles.

Your favorite song Pour Up by Dean ft. Zico starts to play in the background and you look at him. "I love that song. You wanna go dance with me?"

"You kidding? That's my favorite song too," he grabs your hand walking to where the rest of the people are dancing.

It's not like you wanted to give Mark a lap dance, but the song is too sexy for not to do it (or maybe you did, but that is an advanced level of courage and you are not known for being a bold person). It's not like Donghyuck didn't see you with a stranger, dancing so closely and got jealous of him because that could be him.

Mark rotates his hips, running his hands up his sides and swaying. He glances over you, who are doing the same.

You roll your body provocatively, remembering just how tight the dress looks on your ass. The next move prompts him and you to face each other for a moment as you rise back up, rocking on your heels and swaying. He winks at you jokingly and you smirk.

Donghyuck finds the scene repulsive. He wants to drag you out of the house and beat the shit out of Mark. Who the hell did the guy think he is? Donghyuck gets pulled out his thoughts when his date grabs his arm. "Babe, I want another drink."

Donghyuck gives you a last glance and sighs turning to his date. "Let's go."

When the song's over, Mark and you step out of the crowded 'dance floor' and you lean against the wall. He stands next to you. "Uhm, did you hear he's having a concert next weekend?

You nod. "Yeah, I wanted to go but tickets got sold out."

He bites his lips. "I have an extra ticket, would you like to go with me?"

You look at him. "Really?"

"Yeah, you seem to enjoy his music and you're nice. And of course, I'd like to know you better," he smirks.

You beam. "Okay, I'd love to. Thank you, Mark."

Back in your dorm, you text Mark you've arrived safely and he wishes you a goodnight. You take off the dress and put on your pajamas.

Right when you're about to turn off the lights, you get a text message from Donghyuck.

𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛?

And just like that, minutes later you open the dorm door finding him on the other side of the door, shifting his weight from foot to foot. His eyes then turn into slits as he glares at you.

“Had fun with your date?” He questions and you can see his jaw set: muscles clenching tight.

"I did," you reply.

Donghyuck gets inside your dorm and shuts the door behind him. He attaches his lips to your neck which draws a soft moan from you, he harshly sucking and peppering soft kisses on the expanse of the skin of your neck. His hands running at your sides smoothly and gradually getting closer to the underside of your breasts with each pass, when he finally cups your breasts you arch in his palms further pushing yourself closer to him. "Look at you, you're all needy by me just kissing your neck."

You want to slap him, but he's right. “Why can’t you understand that I am the only one who can make you feel this way?"

You taste the residue of vodka on his lips when he kisses you and walks to your bed without breaking the kiss.

You find yourself lying naked on your bed where you two have laid your back many times but he never stayed over the night. As he slips your pajama pants down your body, your eyes water and pools in your eyes ready to spill over. ‘This is the last time,’ you tell yourself. He discharges his clothes at the other side of the bed. You manage to swipe the tears that gathered in your eyes and look at him.

Placing himself over you, he is a sight to behold and you trace the line of his body with your eyes, caressing the dips on his collarbones and the line that leads down to his cock as his face coils into a smirk smug with the knowledge that he can turn you into a whimpering mess.

His thumb is drawing circles on your clit which make your moan and your pussy clench on nothing. You hate that he is the only one who can make you feel this way, reducing you into a pleading mess as you move your hips to the rhythm that he has set.

He inserts his length into you slowly, while you grip your sheets until your knuckles turn pale. He always feels good. So good.

He knows your body so well; putting the right pressure and hitting the spots that makes you throw your head back repeatedly, moaning. You can feel his quick thrusts and knows that he is near his climax. Donghyuck makes a sound at the back of his throat when he orgasms and you follow him when he falls.

He snuggles into your neck, trying to catch his breath again. You rest beneath him and hug him, placing kisses on his shoulder. "I came inside," he tells you, rolling next to you.

"I'm on the pill," you stare at the roof.

He nods. "I should go."

You laugh. Of course he has to go. He always has to go. "Whatever, lock the door when you leave."

You cover yourself with your sheets, turning on your back. He frowns as he gets dressed. "What's up with you these days?"

"What do you mean?" You turn to face him.

"You're acting... weird," Donghyuck shrugs.

You want to yell at him and tell him that you're over heels for him. That you love him. That you've been in love with him for a year and being cold to you only hurts you more and more.

You shake your head. "Just... go."

He finishes putting his clothes on and grabs his phone. "Is this too much for you? Us fucking?"

Yes. "No."

"Great, because we're supposed to have a great time," he leans closer to you and gives you a kiss. "You know where to find me."

You nod and right after he shuts the door, tears plops down your cheeks. He doesn't love you the way you love him. And he might never do. You hate him, but you even hate yourself more. You don't want to ever see him again.

(...)

“y/n! Mark's here!” You hear Too call you.

You smile, grabbing your jacket as you hurry out the door.

Mark is standing in the doorway and you draw closer, he smiles at you. “Hey.”

“Hey,” You smile back taking in Mark's attire. He is dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, a white shirt and a denim jacket. “You look great.”

“You do too.” Mark offers you a charming grin, head tilted slightly to the side, “You always look great.”

“Oh he’s good.” You hear Soo murmur teasingly, “you two have fun.”

Mark flashes the tickets to the security guy at the entrance of the venue, the music is pumping in your ears and the flashing lights of the stage. A crowd has already found their seats.

You know how to maneuver through a crowd almost completely undetected. You seem completely in your element, the multi-colored lights dancing off your hair, as you two of them maneuver through the people. You finally find your seats and Mark sighs, relieved.

Minutes later, the artist finally gets on stage. You two are moving to the beat, the show is so good.

You catch yourself staring between songs, Mark is truly beautiful.

You're surprised when he glances over and notices you are mouthing the lyrics. He smiles watching you. "That's our song."

"Wanna dance with me again?"

"Definitely," he smirks.

You two dance to "Pour Up" again, grinding to each other. Mark feels good pressed against your back.

After the concert is done, you two stay still waiting for the rest of the people to leave the venue. Someone lets out a roar from somewhere on your left, a second later something collides with your face, hard enough to knock you more into Mark. Mark catches you before you end up face first on the floor. The second you gain your footing back, Mark turns towards the guy that hit you, furious.

“Watch it!” Mark's voice comes out harsh as the other concert attender snorts and waves him off. You feel something hot run down your face from your nose. You reach up your hand in time to catch a few drops of blood. You feel Mark shift his weight before tugging you through the crowd away from the stage, you try to follow your movements, having some difficulty with the daze of being hit.

Mark helps you over to a more secluded part of the venue. After a while Mark sets you down on a bench. You let out a groan as you raise your hand to your face, trying to keep the flow of blood from staining your clothes.

“Wait here.” Mark turns on his shoes and dashes across the venue. You look up to the roof, after some time you hear Mark's hurried footsteps behind you. He kneels next to you in the flow, handing you a handful of paper napkins for your nose.

“Thanks,” You murmur as you take the pile. Your blood easily soaks through the first few layers of paper before you get it under control. You try to pull your head back when you feel Mark's hand on the back of your head directing you forward.

“Lean forward, not back.” Mark directs as you do as told. After a few seconds you feel Mark's hand move down to your back, rubbing gentle circles as the two of you sit in silence. After a few minutes you feel the blood flow slow down.

“So, think my nose is broken?” You ask as you gently wipe the blood from your face.

“Nah, definitely not broken. You’re going to have one heck of a bruise though.” Mark warns. After a few seconds you feel something ice cold touch your cheek. You let out a surprised yelp as you lean away from the touch. You look over to see Mark handing you a cup with ice in it.

“Here, so it doesn’t swell.” You sit back up and take the cup with your free hand and gently press it on your face where you were struck.

“You’re… kinda good at this first-aid thing.”

“I've been playing hockey for years, you learn these type of things.” Mark scoffs. His eyes soften as you move the napkins from your nose, showing the bleeding has almost stopped. “Sorry you took an elbow to the face. I didn’t even see that guy come up to you.”

“Neither did I.” You admit as you pull the bloodied napkins away from your face, using one of the clean ones to clean any extra blood from your hands and face. “So, be honest, how bad does it look?”

“Like I said, you’ll be bruised tomorrow, but, it doesn’t look that bad.” Mark offers with a small smile. “The ice helped, at least your face isn’t swollen.”

“Thanks for the ice.” You offer as you look down at the cup of ice Mark had handed you, you frown a little when you see the logo on the side of the cup. “Did you…run all the way to the other side of the venue?”

“… Yes.”

“Thats-” Mark glances in the direction of the hallway, “At least two hundred meters away.”

“… Yes.”

“You ran.”

“…I don’t see what you’re getting at.”

“You-” You can't help but break into a little laugh, “You, are trying to be modest about running across the arena just to get something for my nose and face.”

“You were bleeding,” Mark points out.

“Yeah, but I could’ve used my shirt or something. You didn’t have to run like…half a mile to get something for me.”

“I run on ice pretty much everyday" Mark scoffs, shaking his head at you. You smile, standing up and reaching out for Mark.

“Come on, let’s go for a walk.”

Mark stares at you for a second before taking your hand. You pull him up and tug him along the arena, finding the exit. "So you say you play hockey?"

He nods, "Yeah. I'm the captain of the team," he smirks.

"No shit," you say.

Mark laughs. "What?"

"Nothing," you shake your head, "its just curious because my best friend is the captain of the hockey team in my uni."

"Cool, what's your friend's name?" He asks.

"Uhm Lee, Lee Donghyuck," you say.

He stops walking and he stares at you. "Dickhyuck is your best friend?"

You burst out laughing at the nickname he has given him. Oh boy, he indeed is a dick. "What did he do to you?"

"Sorry for the nickname, I was just shocked you're friends with him," he scratches the back of his neck. "He is an asshole."

"He is," you nod.

He cocks an eyebrow. "I thought you were friends."

"We are, and we might stop being friends. Long story," you sigh.

He nods. "So, uhm, next week is the playoffs, would you like to come?"

"Uhm yeah, of course. I just need to tell you that I know nothing about hockey." You giggle a bit.

"I'll explain anything you need to know," He beams at you.

(...)

𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?

𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝.

𝚆𝚑𝚢?

𝙸’𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎.

𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚘?

𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.

White hot jealousy surges through Donghyuck as he reads your last text. Why is he jealous? He has no right to feel jealous when he has been clear to himself you're just his friend and his fuck-buddy. He's into Yujin, right?

He throws his phone to the bed and sits in front of his computer. Why is he so upset? Is it because he's horny and you're not around? Or is it because he likes you?

Bullshit.

He shakes his head, removing that thought. He is not in love with you.

Donghyuck stands up and goes to his bed unlocking his phone. He texts Jeno asking if he's busy, who replies back saying no. He needs a beer.

Donghyuck meets Jeno at the regular bar they used to go to. They're sitting next to the bar. Jeno stares at him and Donghyuck rolls his eyes. "What?"

"You're grumpier than usual, what's wrong?" Jeno inquires.

"Nothing," Donghyuck has a sip of his beer.

"Is it... maybe y/n?" Jeno hums.

Jeno is tired of it. It seems everyone around you knows that you two are in love, but apparently the two of you can't open your eyes. Or at least Donghyuck.

"No idea what you're talking about," Donghyuck murmurs.

Jeno sighs. "Why do you keep denying it?"

Donghyuck growls. "I'm not denying shit."

Jeno rolls his eyes and crosses his arms on his chest. "You have to be an idiot to not see the way you two look at each other. And the way you two... you know... shagging, you could say it's love. Real love."

"What are you on, Jeno?" Donghyuck glances at him.

"I'm sober, but thanks for your concern," Jeno smirks. "But you my friend, you are high off your ass on feelings."

"Shut up," Donghyuck groans and finishes his beer. He makes the waiter a signal to bring another one.

"Tell me I'm wrong," Jeno dares him.

Donghyuck stares at the beer bottle, thinking. Is Jeno right? Is he high off his ass on feelings for you?

He thinks of you: Donghyuck loves your hair and adores the way you raise your eyebrows when you're talking about something that excites you. Your lips fascinates him and the ease you have when speaking in front of many people seems incredible to him. His heart starts skipping a beat just of the thought of you: you have too much effect on him.

Shit.

Donghyuck is really in love with you.

(...)

Donghyuck sighs as he pulls off his helmet and wipes at his sweaty brow. The air is cold against his skin and he can see his hot breath. He is tired as the second period ends, he skates across the ice towards the exit. He has 5 minutes before the third period starts.

Donghyuck drinks water before sitting on the bench. The ice hockey arena is full, with both schools attending the game. He sees some people he knows, some of his friends: Jungwoo, Renjun, Yangyang and Jisung. Jeno is in the team with him.

Then his sight freezes on someone that looks like you. Donghyuck stares at her for a couple of seconds to later realize it's you. You're there with Johnny and someone he doesn't know.

He frowns. You hate hockey, what are you doing there?

He follows your face, smiling to someone and he curses when he sees who you're waving your hand off.

Fucking Mark Lee.

Of course he had seen his face before and the day of the party, when you were dancing with him he thought he had seen him before.

That's who you are dating.

Donghyuck feels sad, knowing that you never accepted to go to one of his games and there you are, cheering for someone else.

"I swear that girl looks like y/n," Jeno tells him.

"It's y/n," Donghyuck states, grabbing his helmet.

"Huh?" Jeno gives him a confused look.

"She's dating Mark."

“The Mark Lee we hate?” Jeno shakes his head. “That’s… unexpected.”

“Whatever,” Donghyuck puts on his helmet.

You would lie if you say you haven't been seeing Donghyuck. He's so smooth the ice, he moves as if he had been born on the ice. Then you would cheer for Mark's team even tho, deep down, you want Donghyuck's team to win.

Jeno chases the puck behind the back of the net. Shovels it out to Donghyuck, past the waiting stick Sicheng's stick. Donghyuck takes it up the ice, looking for an open. Ten shakes free of Mark, makes himself available. Donghyuck takes the open, approaching the blue line, passes the puck to Ten, but Mark takes the puck up the right—oh! And Donghyuck goes down hard! He deals out a devastating hit. There's a whistle. Oh, this is not good. He’s not getting up.

The entire bench is on their feet in an instant. Jeno has ripped his helmet off and skates over with as much speed as his bulky pads could muster, shooing away the circle of their concerned team mates.

Donghyuck hasn't moved since he has fallen, his limbs locked in the same position they had been just before the hit.

"Why is he not moving, Johnny?" You ask.

"I don't know," he states.

You leave your seat, almost running towards the ice rink. They don't let you in and you argue you need to make sure he is okay.

Jeno kneels beside Donghyuck, he can see that his dark eyes are unblinking, wide and blank.

“Come on, Hyuck breathe for me,” Jeno says insistently.

"Hyuck!" He hears you scream. "Hyuck!"

Donghyuck draws a few stuttering breaths as he slowly swims towards something resembling consciousness. It becomes readily apparent that he can't move his left arm. "Let her in."

"What?" Jeno frowns.

"y/n," Donghyuck tries to lean forward.

Jeno turns and sees you arguing with the security guard. "She can't get on the ice without skates, she could get hurt."

Donghyuck groans and watches the paramedics bring the backboard out.

“I can walk off,” Donghyuck slurs.

“Hell no, you're no—“

Jeno is interrupted as the crowd erupts all around them. Lifting his head quickly, he spots Mark and Sicheng throwing their gloves off and locking together. Helmets are ripped off, jerseys pulled and punches thrown wildly. Before Donghyuck can shout at his team partner, the cry from the crowd goes up again. Ten and Taeyong (a guy from Mark's team) separate them.

Donghyuck leans over the backboard as they prepare to carry him off the ice. "We're so doomed."

(...)

“A five minute penalty for interference and game misconduct? That’s a fucking disgrace,” Ten grouses.

“The board’s reviewing it. With a hit like that, he should get a harsher punishment,” Jeno adds.

“If he’s not suspended for the rest of the games, someone’s getting my stick shoved up their arse,” Sicheng says.

A murmur of agreement goes around the room.

“I thought the nurse said only three visitors at a time,” Donghyuck rasps, not bothering to try to lift his head. He can't even keep his eyes open. It makes the room spin. Everything seems… too loud. And the pain on his right collarbone is too much.

“Oh, so you are awake. Here we were all worrying about you and you’re faking,�� Jeno says teasingly.

Donghyuck can't bring himself to rise to the bait. Keeping himself awake is hard enough work as it is.

“…Hyuck?” You call as you open the door slightly.  

The room is silent for a few moments and the guys look at you. Donghyuck opens his eyes and spots your head between the door. "Leave. Now." He's talking to his team mates.

Jeno, Sicheng and Ten leave the room. You say goodbye to them as they leave the room. You walk standing next to him and realize he's wearing a  triangular sling. "Hey."

"Hey," he greets. "Disappointed to know I didn't die?"

"Shut up," you look at him. "I was so worried."

"You pushed a security guard," he cocks an eyebrow at you.

You giggle. "He wouldn't let me in. I wanted to make sure you were okay,"  you place a hand on his.

"And I appreciate that, you could've gotten hurt," he takes your hand to his lips and places a soft kiss.

You sigh at the scene. "I don't care."

"I do," his eyes dart to you.

"Why don't you get some rest?" You sit next to him.

"I’m having surgery in a bit," he rests his hands interlocked with yours on his chest.

"What? Why?" You ask worried.

"Broken collarbone," he sighs.

"Oh, Hyuck," you lower your head sadly.

"I'll be fine," he squeezes your hand. "And I'll be right back in the ice to beat your boyfriend up."

"Mark's not my boyfriend," you say quickly. "And after today, I don't want to see him ever again."

"It was an accident; these things happen y/n."

"He knows about us, he heard me talking to Johnny about it today before the game," you don't look at him in the eye. "I’m sorry, Hyuck."

"Hey," he frees your hand and cups your face. "This isn't your fault, okay? Don't torture yourself, it's not your fault he couldn't handle it."

You nod. A nurse enters the room telling you they need to prepare him for surgery. You say goodbye to him and kiss his cheek.

"Just lay there, Hyuck," Jeno helps him to lay on his bed. He has been discharged from the hospital that morning and his friends are taking turns to take care of him.

"I'm so fucking high, dude," Hyuck laughs, squeezing his eyes. "What are on these meds? I feel like flying."

"Those are your painkillers, my friend," Jeno shakes his head, "enough of them for you today."

There's a knock on the door and Jeno walks to it. He opens it and he sees you with a bag of food. You smile. "Hi, Jeno."

"Hey, come in," he says.

You thank him and follow him. As you reach Donghyuck's room, Jeno stops. "Now, I should warn you, he’s pretty out of it,” he says.

“That’s fine,” You reply . “I think I can handle it."

He nods. "I have practice, I'll be back later, okay?"

"Don't worry, we'll be fine," you say.

You enter the room and you are greeted with the sight of Donghyuck reclining on his bed, looking a million miles away. You walk over to peer down at him.

“Hey Hyuck. How are you feeling?”

Jon tilts his head to look up at you. “y/n? Issat you?”

You smile. “Yeah, it’s me. Those pain meds did a number on you, huh?”

“I’m so happy to see you too,“ he says, smiling at you.

You beam wider, his dark eyes are unfocused but still shining brightly. It is unfair, how gorgeous his eyes are.

"Get some rest, Hyuck," you grab a blanket to tuck him.

He stares at you, looking a bit like a kicked puppy. “No! I wanna cuddle with you!”

"Okay okay," you say and you manage to get him tucked under the blankets. As soon as you're finished, you sit down and he rests his head on your chest.

"This is my favorite place," he states, tracing his fingers on your skin.

"Because my boobs are close to your face?" You mock him.

"Because I can hear your heart beating for me," he smiles.

You choke a sound. What is he saying?

"Cheesy," you mock him again.

"I love you."

You chuckle, nervously. "You're so high."

"I am high but I love you." He stares at you. "I fucking love you, y/n."

You press your lips together. "Let's talk about this when you're not high up on meds."

(...)

It's been two weeks since you have seen Donghyuck. Two weeks since he told you he loves you. You don't know if he is regretful for what he told you or he didn't mean it.

Of course your pride won't let you text him and you learn from Jeno he has gotten his stitches removed and he will be back in practice in 8 weeks since he has some recovery to do.

You're exiting the library when you feel someone grabs your hand. You turn to see who is there and you see Donghyuck smiling. "Hello, baby cheeks."

You cross your arms on your chest. "And finally the devil shows up."

"Devil? I'm hurt," he places a hand on his chest.

You roll your eyes and turn on your heels. He sighs and grabs your arm. "Okay, I deserve that. But hey, I want to talk with you." He says as he stands in front of you.

"About what?" You cock an eyebrow. “Or you wanna fuck me and don't talk to me for days?

He lowers his head. “No. I wanna talk about us.”

"We're not fucking," you state.

"We are not," he nods.

That is a lie. Back in his dorm, you two are kissing, desperately. You walk over towards the bed, still kissing. It's a soft loving kiss that makes your heart melt. His kiss is sweet, probably from something he ate, and slow. He breaks away to look at you, "I love you" he whispers.

"So do I" you say.

He smiles and goes in for another kiss, this time a little more fiery, it's still slow but now he's using his tongue to lick at your bottom lip, eyes fluttered closed.

You tug on his hair ever so slightly, you know he likes that. He moans quietly and you bite his lip. He gets on top of you, and you can start to feel the start of an erection on your leg.

At this point both your tongues are swirling together. He slowly brings his hand up from your waist, to under your breast and cups your breast with his, squeezing it, all while looking him directly in the eye. His erection feels stronger now. You push your knee upward to create some type of friction between him and your thigh and he groans.

Donghyuck plays with your nipple through your bra, right hand still gripping your waist, tight. He pinches and pulls your nipple in a way that causes you to roll your hips forward and moan his name.

He flips you over and now he's beneath you and you're sitting on his lap, feeling his cock in your clothed ass. You start to grind on his hips, the outline of his cock can be felt even through the layers of your clothing. You can feel the heat emanating from it and you can't help but rock your hips against his gently. “Look at me,” he orders.

You look at him, his pupils are dilated and his cheeks up to his neck and shoulders have the prettiest blush on it.

You are gripping the edge of his shirt, looking so utterly innocent. He dives for your next and start nipping, placing light bites and kisses as he abuses that one sensitive spot

“Hyuck please” you feel tickling sensations that feel really good. That gasses Donghyuck up because he loves nothing more than hearing your groans and moans.You feel the slight moisture gathering on your underwear.

“Use your words, baby. ,” he says while he continues sucking and licking on that sensitive part of your neck. His hands start wandering and are now placed on top of your breast, kneading and lightly brushing your erect nipples through your bra.

“Please,” you ground your hips on his growing erection. He answers back by gripping your exposed thighs, putting a stop to the teasing he did on your breast.

“Please what baby?” he teases. Donghyuck is doing little circles with his thumbs as he grips your thighs. You feel him smiling against your neck before he bites hard on the junction of your neck and shoulder.

You moan. “Please fuck me,” you finally answer.

“Why should i?” Donghyuck asks, very visibly teasing, letting his teeth run through your shoulder.

“Please, I'm so wet for you and I missed you so much. Please Hyuck."

Donghyuck has the audacity to chuckle. Remove my shirt then,” he challenges.

Obedient as you are, you hurriedly take off his shirt and start pressing bites and kisses on his exposed chest. You give a soft kiss on his scar where he had surgery weeks ago. He can't help but let out his groans of pleasure. His large hands are back on your chest, massaging your breasts through the fabric, gently running his hands through then and giving them a squeeze, the cycle repeats again. Then, with a little help from you, he unclasped your bra. You take it off. You kiss him again.

“Wait baby,” he starts, eyes scanning the expanse of your chest. “I want to eat you out." He finishes.

You nod at his proposal. You get off from his lap (your arousal slightly darkening a patch on his light jeans) and you lay on your back. Donghyuck goes in front of you and plops on his stomach. You are buzzing with anticipation as he spreads your legs open, hands caressing your thighs and ghosting over that area where you want it the most. Donghyuck lifts his head a little to admire you: breathing heavily, erect nipples and the undeniable arousal drenching your pink lace panties.

Donghyuck's arousal is straining through his sweatpants so he decides to discard it. He is left in his white, skin tight boxers with a faint outline of his dick. Then, he situates himself between your thighs. Instead of removing your panties, he decides to tease you a little through them, gently sliding his middle finger up and down your clothed wetness.

“So fucking wet, baby” he muses.

You bite your finger as he torturously drags his long finger up and down your clothed cunt.

“Ah shit,” you moan. "Fuck me good, Hyuck."

He pulls your underwear aside and starts dragging his finger on your cunt for real. He does small shallow thrusts and proceeds to drag his finger out. Donghyuck is doing this repeatedly almost in a torturous manner.

"Fuck, go faster,"

He doesn't go faster. Instead he situates himself between your legs and puts his tongue on your soaked cunt. You can't help but moan as he licks a stripe up while spreading your lips, maximizing the sensitivity you feel. You are gripping his sheets hard and moaning his name along with strings of “oh fuck, yes please”. He moves his mouth upwards and starts licking your clit, putting harsh but enjoyable pressure. Donghyuck proceeds to put a finger inside you slowly, up to his second knuckle, then another one,  drawing out a moan.

“Look at my fingers baby, so fucking wet.” he lifted his fingers up for you to see.

“I want more, faster, Hyuck, I’m going to cum.”

He smiles at you. “No. you’re not allowed to cum until I fuck you with my dick.”

You groan. You look at him and he is now kneeling, a hand situated on his now somewhat translucent boxers, outline of his dick now visible. He then strokes himself through his boxers as he stares right at you. Donghyuck is biting his lip softly as he takes out his dick and starts playing with the tip.

“You like it when I stroke myself while you watch, baby?” His eyes are hooded and he is already sweaty.

“Yes,” you said. “fuck yes.”

“Put it in your mouth,” Donghyuck motions for you to come closer.

You put his dick in your mouth and start engulfing his dick. His abdomen becomes taut as he groans and starts threading his hand on your hair.

“So good, baby. Always so good,” he rasps.

You continue hollowing your cheek and putting him in your mouth as deep as you can. You bob your head up and down and when you look up, Donghyuck looks absolutely

“Baby,” Donghyuck's voice is husky. “Baby stop, i want to cum inside you."

“Lie on your back,” Donghyuck commands as he strips himself of his boxers.

You waste no time and you lay on your back, waiting for his instructions. He props a pillow under your head and by doing so, you feel his erection on your thigh. He takes one last glance at you: nipples fully erect, cheeks flushed, your body sweaty, and your pussy absolutely drenched. He then starts inserting his dick in your aching pussy.

“fuck fuck fuck fuck,” he chants. “you’re so fucking tight and wet.” Then he pushes himself up to the hilt.

“Full,” you whisper and meet his eyes, “so dman full.”

Donghyuck groans and starts thrusting at an erratic pace. It feels so full and hot that you can’t stop moaning his name over and over again. You can feel his cock slide in and out of your soaked cunt. He clasps his hands just above where your ribs end firmly as he starts fucking you faster, hips snapping up and you can’t help but arch your back.

Donghyuck is definitely enjoying the view and he reaches his hand out to pinch your nipples. You moan. You can definitely feel your impending orgasm.

“Hyuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum,” you look at him and his thrusts go harder. “oh god I’m gonna cum Donghyuck.”

“Cum, baby.” He puts his hand on your clit and starts rubbing with his thumb, hoping to bring you closer to orgasm.

You feel the coil getting tighter and hotter. Then you come, long and hard and your body feels like jelly.

"I'm almost there baby, fuck," he chants as he trusts so deliciously in you and your body can't take much longer. You know he has the full intention of overstimulating you and it feels good. His cock feels so raw in your pussy and you can't help but feel another orgasm.

The feeling of his cock sliding so smoothly inside of you then out then in again while your chests were in such close proximity and he is directly groaning in your ear. Donghyuck seems to be enjoying himself as his groans are becoming huskier and more prolonged as he told you, “Baby you’re so fucking tight, so tight around my cock.” He goes back to kissing you sloppily, your teeth biting his lower lip as he glares at you so menacingly and hot.

“Hyuck, baby I’m g-going to cum again.” you inform him as he lifts himself and wipes with drool on the edge of your mouth.

“Let’s cum together, eh?” he asks and you nod.

Donghyuck pulls out of you and you are about to protest until he speaks “Ass up for me baby,” he says.

Your body sings in anticipation as this is the first time, after a long while, he is going to take you from behind. You stuck your ass out and you feel him slap your cunt then insert his finger in your pussy and slaps your ass this time.

“Such a good girl for me,” he starts. then he suddenly thrust his dick inside your pussy and moans in your ear, “So fucking good.” Donghyuck then starts to grip your breasts from behind, pinching your nipples as his thrusts became more erratic.

“’Gonna cum, shit shit” He groans. The rhythmic slapping of your bodies is so sinful it turns him on.

You moan gripping his sheets, you can swear your knuckles are so white from the grip.

“I'm so close baby, so close.” Donghyuck is massaging your breast.

“Hyuck, please, Hyuck I'm so close.”

Donghyuck's thrusts are getting more erratic and you are positive that you’re going to cum soon. Then, you feel Donghyuck hugging you from behind. The act feels so intimate that you can't help but clench and then both of you are cumming. Donghyuck gives one last thrust then he pulls out. He look at your backside: his cum dripping out from your cunt, then to your thighs and that looks absolutely erotic.

“I'm gonna clean you up, okay baby?" He says, “Just lay there and I’ll take care of you.”

He goes to get towels and you lay on your back. He comes back and passes the small towel over your thighs and then your pussy carefully, knowing you're still sensitive. “Feeling okay?” he asks when he finishes it up, throwing the towel somewhere in the room and laying on the bed next to you.

You hum, smiling lazily at him. “just sleepy.” You reply and he moves to press a small kiss on your lips.

"Then sleep, baby," he surrounds you with his arms, you resting your head on his chest.

You raise your head a bit, looking at him. "Are you sleeping with me?"

He nods. His finger touches the tip of your nose and he smirks. “I never notice you had a mole here.” He says.

"Yeah, you're kind of a dick," you giggle, tracing his abdomen with your fingers.

"I am," he sighs. "I'm sorry. I was too selfish denying my feelings for you and thought behaving like a dick would push you away."

"And I almost did," he kisses the top of your head. "I'm sorry, y/n."

"It's okay," you say. "As long as you don't do it again because this time I'm gonna be the one breaking your other collarbone."

He laughs. "I'm not ever letting you go, baby. I love you."

"I love you."

#Donghyuck smut #Donghyuck x reader #donghyuck imagine #Haechan smut #haechan x reader #haechan imagine #nct 127 smut #nct smut #nct haechan #nct haechan x reader

[scream-mans-friend]

L, N, S, Z!!!!! Or you can pick one if you don't feel like doing a bunch 😁💞

L- damn, if I had to request i guess I'd request a normu rooftop gang/boys type of thing. Its something I have bouncing around in my head a lot- what if two of them "died," or three, or all four? What would they look like? Would they all be intelligent, or would they be reduced into a more mindless one, like the mindless one at usj? (I hate that I can't actually just say the usj one anymore). Im not sure if i would choose fanart or fanfic. I guess it would depend on if i had part of a fic written or not. (I do for a nomu mic one but its rough and I can't decide whether to make mic dead dead or "dead" as in he was alive but severely injured and lived to grow up, but in a fucked up way)

N- well aside from u ofc (im excited for ur fics to update!! The reunion undercover one especially!!) when I read stuff by @/ifyougoillfollow I feel like we r on the same fan wavelength bc goddamn does their series about the canonverse rooftop gang align with how I also invision it JDKDGDKDVD

S- SO this one isn't one I've seen before, I consider it a homebrew all original hc, but mics left arm got fucked up in his early 20s, specifically his elbow. For one, he's a literary parallel (im forgetting the proper name) to aizawa, so him getting his elbow injured when aizawas was injured just fits. It also fits because of mics singular elbow guard- on the left side, rather then the right side like aizawas. It can symbolize how they're opposites but are also the same, but also it just serves as an explanation for why mic only has one elbow guard. His elbow is fragile and needs the extra protection, and it can also lock up at times, making things that require both hands difficult. He specifically has mastered doing his updo upside down off the side of a bed or sofa because of this- sure, it will be a little sloppy on the left side, but he usually has coworkers who he can ask or annoy into helping him tidy it up later.

Z- I really hate how studio bones chose to animate shirakumo. For one, his skintone is wrong, which is terrible. It wouldn't have hurt anyone to darken it a little more in order to make it match his canon coloration. Secondly, I hate the way they arranged his story. I pity the anime only watchers because they don't know the well established stuff about shirakumo and the rooftop gang. I read a fic an anime only wrote and it was very apparent. I dont blame them for it, but it was kinda painful because its basic stuff like sushi the cats name and their whereabouts, aka being midnights cat. They don't know about Garvey, or midnight being part of the group, or the bully that mic had to intern with, etc. So yea i don't like how bones did it. Im still happy to see shirakumo animated tho!!! The boy is here and we r crying ;-;

#asks

[1989nihil]

\(^0^)/ yeay apparently it’s time again for me to be sad ‘n angry for no fucking reason! \(^0^)/

to celebrate I am re-reading the most recent detco chapters in the dead of the fucking night and... goddamn still cannot belive it’s the fucking sushi guy! tho, in hindsight it makes sense. He was the last one to show up in the line up. RIP Camel, tho, now at the mercy of Yukiko. if this keeps going, then the number of fake-dead people will begin to match the number of actual dead-people in the manga 😂

and also low-key, like really reaaaally low-key beginning to wonder if Vermouth knows that Akai didn’t bite the bullet? Idk why... just... the way she spoke about Akai being dead ever since the end of the Kir Arc. I mean she has to have an inkling that Kudō Jr. had something to do with it, right? Okay yeah, then there’s the whole Scarlet Arc where she helps Bourbon tryin to prove that Akai’s still alive but... again, there’s Shinichi invovled in this one as well, sooo... she already knew the kid would make it impossible to prove anything? i mean she got firs-hand experience in dealing with him. just... idk what I am tryin to say here... just tryin to direct all that energy that I don’t have into smth semi-productive instead of havin it evaporate with anger?? idfk... oh and one more thing...

THE FUCKIN SUSHI GUY! ASDFGHJKL

#Detective Conan #名探偵コナン #Detektiv Conan #Alcohol affine Corvids #nothin better than binge reading detco trying to cheer myself up #nocturnal hazards

[erixyin]

MLQC Boys as somethings I’ve said to my boyfriend:

Gavin:

“If i commit murder would you rat me out or join me and be my partner in crime?” “... yes”

*falls off the bed* “this is ILLEGAL!”

*gets stuck in a video game* “i dont need help!” *5 minutes later* “i need help!”

“I love you but could you not” [in reference to him changing while im trying to write an essay]

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN CRIMINOLOGY ISNT THE STUDY OF HOW TO BE A CRIMINAL”

*everytime he starts the car* “eheheh vroom vroom”

“SIR I AM CALLING THE POLICE” “you’re the one under arrest”

“What do you mean i cant have chicken nugs for tea again?”

*him walking in and seeing me wearing his hoodie. Looks away and blushes*

“Dry my hair wind!” “The wind accepts his fate”

“Gimme hugs gimme hugs gimme hugs *hugs* yes sweaty hugs”

“Do you think I’d be a good police officer?” “No”

“Im going to the shops!” “You’re wearing just my hoodie and tshirt” “I’m still going to the shops!”

“So then i realised i couldnt go to the GP- OMG DOGGY DOGGY DOGGY DOGGY WHAT A GOOD BOI” [the doggo in question is across the very busy road and is wearing a coat <3]

*gives me head pats* “am cute”

“We could illegally watch the movie...?” “YOU WOULDN’T STEAL A CAR”

Kiro:

*after a lengthy discussion about how i shouldn’t buy it” “ok but hear me out...it has ears”

“I bought 6 packets of laces” “why?” “Because I’ll eat 3 packets by myself”

*going to mcdonalds* “NUGS NUGS NUGS NUGS NUGS NUGS NUGS”

*both of us singing pitch perfect word for word*

🎶 “why can i not spell this word, spell this word, pull this word. Why can i not spell this word FOR AN ENTIRE GODDAMN HOUR” 🎵

“My abs are underneath a layer of squish for warmth through winter” “same!”

“Pay attention to me ;-;” “but but but” “put the doggo down”

“Am burrito” *is a burrtoed into my blanket*

*makes cat hiss noies when trying to steal my nugs* “a violent sushi roll”

*after trying to remember my password for Moshi monsters* “I DID IT IM A HACKER”

*bf does a puzzle that ive been stuck on for 20 minutes* “JESUS CHRIST ITS JASON BOURNE”

*me booping his arms and chest* “squishy and muscle. Squishy and muscle. Squishy and muscle...”

*ordering a takeaway* “LORD AM ABOUT TO BE CHONCCY”

Victor:

“Work is difficult and life is hard” “ill give you a kiss if you finish a paragraph?” “WAIT TEN MINUTES”

“I need moral support for this essay” “it’s 3am?” “As i said i need moral support”

“But can i-“ “no”

“Hear me out you’re cute” “no”

*dying of laughter after putting cat ears on him* “childish”

“There should be a cereal called breaking fast with blue marshmallows in it and sponsored by breaking bad” “... that’s not terrible”

“Why am i a gullible idiot?!” *after 4 games of chess and losing 4 times* “but you’re my cute, gullible idiot”

“Um can i have a coffee ple-“ “no” “but why?” *intense stare* “I’ll have a hot chocolate”

*walking in wearing a suit* “YOU GOT A FINE ASS BOI” *his friend looking at him. Him wanting to bury his head into the void*

*singing off key and drunk* “I’M TOO HOT!” :D :D :D :D “.... hot damn”

*plays chopsticks on the keyboard* “do you wanna be in my band?”

“Law and order again?!” “IT’S EITHER LAW AND ORDER OR SAY YES TO THE DRESS WHAT DO YOU WANT”

“Disney film night!” *deflated sigh*

*in front of his frens in a alt store* “which collar should i get?” *bats eyes innocently*

*wakes me up at 8am* “an UNGODLY time” “no”

Lucien:

*listening to him explain a fish to me* “hehehe puffer fishy be so chonccy”

“I found you this rock!” “Excellent”

*wearing his jacket* “NOODLE ARMS ATTACK” “aaaa so scary”

*puts his hand on my thigh* “NOT IN PUBLIC” “but why?”

“This is my plant Dave the cactus, and this is my plant medusa the snek plant, and this is my plant sam the mini cactus and this is my plant...” *look of adoration*

*drags him away from his laptop to go to bed*

*after talking about trust issues because of my ex* *him: gets up* “where are you going?” “To commit murder”

*plays with his hair and he purrs*

*hot water bottle on tummy* “i am an egg in pain” “the cutest egg tho”

“DOGGY” “thats a fox dear” “SNEAKY DOGGY”

*having a an in-depth discussion on evolution* *5minutes later* “do you think the T. rex went extinct because he couldnt applaud his friends and died out of sadness?”

*i’ve killed him. He’s dead” “ill get the body bag” “my poor goldfish- WHAT”

*sits next to him wearing a hoodie and thigh highs* “you’re distracting me” “I’m just breathing” “yes”

*going to dance clubs always ends up with me against a wall*

*is wearing a cute bodycon dress with mesh panels* “we’re gonna be home early”

*what do you think of my new fishnets? *runs finger down them* “asmr all the time”

*me feeling insecure* “i think I’ve gained weight” “great then my plan i working! You will be healthy!”

Shaw:

*accidentally walks out of a shop holding a key ring i havent bought* “im a criminal [crying]” “a terrible one too”

*is 3months younger than me* “you’re so old” “you’re the one who looks 5 years older than you are” “take that back!”

“You can’t wear your leather jacket to a formal event” “fucking watch me”

*kisses and dancing in the rain*

“Idiot” *wtaches me splash in all the puddles like a child*

*watches me cry over a tiny snail i found* “i love this you”

“Omg look at this SNALLLL!” “Snail?” “SNALLLLL”

“I have so much debt” “its because all of the McNugs you buy”

“Help me dye my hair?” “Certainly that will be £300” “aaaaa”

“You’re so mean!” “I have to be otherwise you’ll never learn” *talking about watching another episode of game of thrones*

*has to look away for some game of thrones scenes* “a fragile child” “im older than you”

“Can i paint your nails?” “Yeah my masculinity ain’t fragile” “can i paint them holo?” “No”

*cuddling* “you smell” “do you want sex or not” “you smell lovely”

#mlqc gavin #mlqc #mlqc event #mlqc kiro #mlqc victor #mlqc lucien #mlqc mc #mlqc spoilers #mlqc dates #mlqc react #mlqc helios #mlqc ares #mlqc shaw #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc fanfic #mlqc bai qi #mlqc xu mo #mlqc haku #mlqc zhou qiluo

[gatecoeur]

ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS THEN TAG THOSE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!

Feel free to delete or add questions

nicknames:  jels, jelly, jellybean, jelly-belly, viet

zodiac: cancer

height: 5′5″

timezone: est

sexuality (if comfortable): bi, with a perference for men (ugh, yeah, i know, but women are scary and so goddamn beautiful okay?)

favourite video games: pokemon, assassin’s creed series (it’s a love/hate relationship, trust), slay the spire, both ori games

favourite bands / artists: the black keys, les deuxluxes, july talk, glass animals, joji, black pistol fire, hozier, jacob banks, alabama shakes, the arkells, arctic monkeys, a tribe called red, stromae (look, i listen to A LOT of music okay?)

favourite movies: inception, dr. strange, pacific rim, raiders of the lost ark, rogue one, monty python and the quest for the holy grail, jet li’s fearless, ip man

song stuck in my head: tokyo drifting by glass animals 

last movie i saw: porco rosso

last thing i googled: porco rosso (to make sure i spelled it right lmao)  

do i get asks: every so once in a while yeah. tonight’s been crazy with them tho lmao

following: 249

followers: 307

average amount of sleep: .recently it’s been 8-9 hours

what i’m wearing: yellow crop top, black joggers, purple no-show socks

favourite foods: off the top of my head, korean bbq, bún, salmon sushi, cheesecake, ćevapi, burritos

favourite animals: tigers, wolves, bears, dogs, cats

play any instruments: guitar and bass guitar, tho tbh it’s like mostly by ear lmao 

eye colour: light brown

hair colour: brown

languages you speak: english, french, tiny itty bits of vietnamese and serbian, and like a few words in a dozen other languages cuz i grew up in a multicultural city

random fact: my brother blamed me for YEARS for breaking his nose even tho it never happened so idk why he did it

describe yourself as an aesthetic: a hot mess™, thunderstorms, a foggy mountainside, sweaters and sweatshirts, hugging your pillows, sunsets after rain, night sky in the city, late night drives while blasting music, the scent of peppermint, a quiet lake, hiding your DS from your parents late at night, cold coffee, having a drink with friends

tagged by: @iamdarcylewis​

tagging: whoever wants to steal!!!

#;meme #;pasdepoutine

[idliketodiebyspear]

My Beautiful Moon Rose

Blue Pearl x Reader Chapter 2

*BOOM* *CRASH* *CAT SCREEING*

.........

(Y/N) woke up with great hesitation! Literally...it took her a while but she woke up. She slid off her couch and decided to check out what happened. This wasn't the first time Sushi somehow ended up in the bottom cabinets.

(It took me so FUCKING long for the word 'cabinets'...it is 2:42 am tho...meh)

She kept unused pans and tops to bins under there and for some reason, Sushi thought those were 'toys' until something flips over. Then she freakin goes...CRAZY.

She walks into her kitchen to see something that just rattles her. Instead of her cat, she sees this...in all honesty adorable skinny blue person? and her cat running around like usual. (Y/N) stares at the scene before her in total confusion. After a few minutes of just staring she finally decides to speak.

"I dont know how you came into this house, but I guess this is like one of those fanfics so like...finish whatever you're doing and please keep it down..People...or at least humans are trying to sleep"

She grabbed her cat, took a final look at the gem (She figured she was a gem because like...the goddamn pearl on her freakin chest), and went to go lay and (lord hope) go back to sleep. Within her luck, she fell asleep again to one of the infamous DUNN DUNNs on L&O SVU.

.......

The sun was shining brightly through the curtains and you can hear the seagulls..gulling (?) about the latest sports topic. A small but noticeable boop landed on (Y/N) nose.

"Heh heh..mr.cow how did you do those with your clogs?"

Another boop landed on her face yet it was on her cheek.

"Mr. Chicken that was very rude of you"

The figure has now decided to repeatedly boop her face. Finally, (Y/N) opens her eyes just a bit. She opens her eyes to find the blue gem only a few centimeters away...

"Hey! Cousin It is real!"

#blue pearl #x reader #su #su steven #steven universe #xreader

[kuntrabida]

2. the axon snaps and thoughts can’t travel (a rant abt COVID-19, senior year spring, and college in the fall)

12 may 2020

the gap year. the fall sem. the jump cut. the FUTURE. much on my mind right now folks lmao (prob folk in singular since like one (1) person’s gonna read this ashvcxjkv)

okay so let’s break this DOWN ig. yea LET’S unpack my inner psyche and my mental baggage at this point because i’m sure that i can’t be the only one feeling this way and even if i am, i’d like to get it off my chest and not rant to the same five people who’ve heard me talk about the same sad subject throughout the entire duration of quarantine asdjfkvcxufdsw

let’s start with senior year haHA :) still haven’t gotten over that xoxo even tho i’ve tricked myself into thinking that i have! gonna refer to it as ye olde Jump Cut because that’s exactly what all this feels like... like mother nature just threw the video file of my high school experience into a fuckinn Premiere timeline or smth and slammed her fist on the W key (an esoteric reference, i know, i know, my bad, but iykyk). 

THE JUMP CUT – senior year’s over and i know it’s a stupid fucking thing to be upset about during a LITERAL GLOBAL PANDEMIC where people are losing and risking their lives and entire livelihoods are being upended but i still... can’t help but feel upset and terrified and devastated about what i’ve always viewed as this buffer period in my life between high school and college to just VIBE and figure myself out a little bit more being cut short. especially when, for once, things were going so well.  

god, the last thing i wanna do is sound dramatic and utterly tone deaf because I RECOGNIZE my privilege and how incredibly fortunate i am to have a roof over my head and food in my fridge and a bed with a damn duvet cover to sleep in at night but i’m... so fucking sad. i’ve BEEN so fucking sad, and i think what’s even worse is the fact that i’ve been DENYING how fucking sad i’ve been feeling because i don’t think i’m... allowed to be sad in this situation? but at the same time i consciously understand that my feelings are valid and everything... it just feels like legitimately everything else in the world right now dwarfs all my concerns combined. but alas. here i am, making a blog post about my feelings to finally try and sort them out...

i just aghsdfhxhzjlk i wasn’t finished. that really is the best way to put it. i wasn’t finished with any of it. and i suppose a lot of that is my own fault for taking all the good times for granted (but also lowkey the fault of idek who... american society? for romanticizing and commodifying the culmination of high school oop)/

i feel like so many people focus on those big milestone events associated with senior year: prom, graduation, senior awards, etc. but to me personally, and to nearly every one of the friends i’ve talked to, it’s the little things that matter most — the absence of which we feel the deepest. i miss spilling coffee on myself in the cafeteria and burning frozen pastries in the toasters and complimenting people’s outfits in the hallways and staying in the building from dawn till dusk and eating takeout on the floor and hastily texting my friends at the end of the school day asking if they wanted to hang out or if they could give me a ride home and i MISS spontaneous sushi and starbucks excursions and quiet heart to hearts in coffee shops and last minute target runs and stressing out about music events and belting in the practice rooms and learning choreography in parking lots where confused drivers would momentarily glance over and just KEEP ON DRIVING and lying on the ground in one of the school’s hallways facing the sun when the light would hit JUST RIGHT through the glass and i could close my eyes and pretend i was at the beach or on an island or in a canyon somewhere or SOMETHING, anywhere, anywhere but there. and i feel this chasm in my throat whenever i think about it because looking back at those moments, i realize that there’s literally no place i’d rather be right now than inside my high school building on a normal ass day dealing with normal ass problems with exceptional, radiant, life-giving souls there to have my back and support me and hug me wow, GOD, hug me. wow how i miss hugs. and I miss my friends. shit. 

hell bro i even miss the days where everything would become a little too much for me and i’d have to find recluse in a digital media classroom and the scent of old lemon-laced coffee grounds as they brewed into dingy styrofoam cups and wandered through the halls with me during the period, into the music room where i literally grew UP and found my voice and discovered validity in my own identity and all that JAZZ and into the bathrooms where i’d spend such subtle, unsuspecting mornings with friends still practically sleepwalking and FUCK bro. frankly i’m just not ready to jump into a life where all the things i hold dear are “remember when”s. i can’t imagine this entire world that i’ve built for myself being a thing of the past, a thing that i’ll look back on as one of the best fucking times of my life even though i never realized it when it mattered, a thing i still want so so so much more of, that i am not and may not ever be ready to let go. i want it all back. but i know getting upset over it is a futile pursuit, because there’s nothing i can do, and that just fuels this feedback cycle of anger and hopelessness and denial and back again. 

i do think of that good ol’ winnie the pooh quote, though. “how lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” but it doesn’t really make anything hurt any less. and i guess i’m just tired of hurting lol. 

THE FUTURE – dawg what the fuck is happening with colleges in the United States right now bro what is the protocol what do i DO¿

pretty damn self explanatory. my defense mechanism has ALWAYS been, “at least things will be better a couple months from now!!!!” and yeah, with university and the reality of getting to attend my dream college fast approaching i did believe that for a hot second but CORONA DAWG CORONA just plunges everything into the sea of uncertainty. i know i’m not the only one frustrated by this damn virus and i should be comforted by the unity we all have in our confusion but lmao i do not feel any better! no! one! has! any! answers! asdjfkvlcxvjl being a graduating high school and incoming college student right now is so FUCKING confusing and frightening and once again i want to acknowledge what an incredible privilege it is to even have the option of a higher education open to me but it’s such a multifaceted and unpredictable issue this year and thinking about the future — again my go-to defense mechanism and at the very least a worthy consideration since i’ll be putting down hella dollars for it — has been the cause of so much stress... 

THE FALL SEM – i! don’t! know! if! it’s! gonna! be! on!line! and i am not planning on staying in my house any longer for a goddamn variety of reasons soo i have no clue how to plan for this! no one does right now! 

our administration keeps affirming that we’re planning for a return to normalcy in the fall semester but a considerable amount of students and experts alike are saying that it’s essentially a cover so no one’ll panic and decline or defer their acceptances. SO MANY OTHER COLLEGES are revealing their contingency plans to have an online semester and ahaHA if i have to STAY in this HOUSE for ANOTHER 4 MONTHS that would FRICKIN SUCK DAWG lmaO i’ll leave it at that! so i’m: very much panicking! 

i know that things are so uncertain right now and there’s really no point in trying to predict what’s going to happen in the next couple of months because so many unknowns remain. i know that a lot of universities are gonna be in deep shit if they don’t open in the fall but at the same time, if it’s a damn public health risk it’s definitely better to keep as many people home as possible. but i have no CLUE what institutions are gonna end up doing and again, literally no one does either! i was listening to a podcast yesterday about university plans for the upcoming academic year and i got asdhvjckxv so stressed when they said that we could be one week away from the start of the school year and things could still be drastically different the next week... there’s just no way of knowing much of anything and god i hate that. it’s making me so goddamn anxious. 

i really doubt things are going to be back to normal in New York in the fall sooo...? i don’t know man again it comes down to asking people questions they don’t have the answers to and that’s just incredibly frustrating because i just want to know ONE THING for certain right now. ONE THING! idk i just wish that my college would be a little more transparent about their plans as they move along and figure things out but i know that’s not feasible. at the very least i hope things will be safe enough for them to make dorming on campus an option — freshmen have a pretty ample amount of singles available anyway. but if i have to spend the first semester of college onLINE in THIS HOUSE that’s... gonna suck. especially because i’m still probably going to be paying thousands of dollars for it which is, as my grandmother says, foul! 

THE GAP YEAR – to defer or not to defer? that is the question. 

so naturally in preparation for a potentially wonky ass academic year i’m considering deferring enrollment. but lmao... the deadline to do so is in uh *checks watch* three (3) literal days so. don’t know about that chief! 

like, i know i’m PROBABLY NOT gonna end up taking a gap year. but i guess it’s just the fact that i have so much more canvas space to daydream about it that makes it so appealing... there are so many more possibilities that i can think of that are more likely to be open to me. then again, nothing’s guaranteed. not even my own health in the fall. which is also pretty fuckin scary as hell.

y’all wanna know where i get my gap year daydream fuel? UNJADED JADE. bruh i’ve been binging her videos like MAD especially the ones where she interrails Europe during her gap year and UGH. it seems incredible. and that makes things even more confusing because i really don’t know what the right decision to make is right now. to defer or not to defer... 

again it’s all so heavily influenced by unknowns. of all the things that could happen, i’d much prefer to have a regular freshman year fall with the people in my class whom i’ve already been getting to know pretty well through groupchats and social media and the like. they’re a pretty dope bunch and i think college with them is gonna be a hoot and a goddamn half. but if i’ll end up just staying home and watching zoom lectures in my basement anyway... i’d much rather be taking a gap year. 

and i’ve been brainstorming what i’d do during this gap year (again, thanks Unjaded Jade for the god-tier content agh) and there’s just like... so many options. i could get a goddamn JOB and start saving up for tuition instead of paying tens of thousands for online school. hell with the money i make working full time i could probably save up enough to afford an apartment so at the very least i could move out of my house into a place where i feel more comfortable. and lmao I: s a l i v a t e at the thought of using that time to focus on my writing, too. the amount of writing i could get done in a year of empty calendar space... glorious. what an utterly glorious prospect. 

and of course, i’d love to fucking travel, volunteer (with a reputable and well-intentioned organization) in a foreign country, do a workstay abroad, take a train across america, but again, i don’t even know if any of that’s going to be feasible in the fall. it’s so FRUSTRATING because i’ll think of a possibility and then another one comes in and completely shuts the former down. 

and it’s not like i can ask anyone for advice right now because we’re ALL none the wiser. plus, i’ve realized that frankly, even if it’s unreasonable, i don’t want anyone to tell me that my plans for a gap year aren’t feasible. it’s such a petulant thing to say... but i don’t want anyone to add to my sense of there being a limited amount of options that i can take advantage of because everything’s already so goddamn stifling as is. i guess the prospect of a gap year excites me so much because it seems like a year where i don’t have to be defined by anyone or anything but myself. and that’s so fucking liberating. 

i just want the freedom to imagine right now because that’s when i feel happiest, but at the same time i’m afraid to get my hopes up for anything because i have this sinking feeling that the absolute worst case scenario is going to become reality. lmao. people in my state aren’t even fucking social distancing correctly so i’m damn sure that we’re in for a second and a third wave and that’s gonna suck but people are stupid as hell :)  

lol on that positive note, thanks for reading this... increasingly depressing and chaotic rant. don’t really think i’m doing this “blog” stuff right but if you got this far, i love you. leave a note if you so please, comment your thoughts, reblog if you’d like (still don’t really understand the difference between reblogging and reposting on this app but lmao feel free to click the boxy arrow thing), and stay safe and healthy and all that jazz <3

#corona #high school #senior year #college #rant #blog #if you can call a frayed amalgam of rants a blog lmao #writeblr #i'm doing this shit wrong I can FEEL IT #anyway thanks for reading #I read this back and it sounds way more dramatic and deep than it is I apologize for the melodrama

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A Day at the Beach with Erik

So this is a headcanon I had about going to the beach with Erik. Just wanted to share with y’all. I’m in a bit of a slump and it’s making me irritated, so here y’all go!

Pairing: Erik Stevens x Reader

————————MGST———————

— It was summer vacation and you were thrilled to have a couple of weeks to relax before you worked for the remainder of the break

— So the first thing you did was head to the beach with your fiancé Erik

— You swimsuit was a tight one-piece that had a mesh panel run down the middle, showing wonderful cleavage and thick chocolate thighs

— You covered up with a big t-shirt and basketball shorts so that was all Erik saw when y’all drove

— When you got to the beach and stripped off the cover-up, his jaw along with several nearby mens’ dropped

— “Goddamn baby girl, you look sexy as hell. Looking like a beautiful African Queen, damn!”

— Erik changed up though, when he noticed the men (black and white) trying to holla at you, and it’s only been ten minutes since y’all was here

— “You get around these white people and no-good niggas and wanna show out” *sucks teeth*

— You rolled your eyes. “It’s a swimsuit, babe. Chill”

— *grabs discarded shirt off ground* “Put that shit back on before Daddy’s gotta whoop somebody’s ass today”

— *angrily covers back up* “Happy, nigga? Got me sweating in ninety-degree weather, looking like a damn fool for your ass.”

— “Hell yeah, now come sit yo thick ass down under this umbrella.” *gets up and strips off shirt* “I ain’t set it up for my ass.”

—You drooled a bit at the titty pop when he took off his shirt tho you would never admit it

— You switched between reading and watching Erik jog up and down the beach

— Sometimes he dropped and did push-ups or squats, and you loved watching his body workout

— You were extremely irritated when white girls came up to him on his return to you, trying to touch his chest and dreads

— But he stopped that shit real quick

— *slaps hands away* “Y’all get yo colonizing asses away from me! Tuh! Fuckin’ trick of the devil!”

— He walked away, leaving them there with open mouths and clutched pearls

— That entire reaction got you horny tbh

— When he sat down next to you to breathe, you swung your leg over his waist, straddling him

— “You know how hot it is when you curve Becky, babe? Got a girl wet and she ain’t even hit the water”

— Y’all locked lips, losing time making out and fondling each other through your clothes until a wolf whistle stopped you

—*Erik sucks his teeth* “Cracka if you don’t walk yo pale ass away, you gonna catch these hands!”

— You look around and notice parents glaring and trying to distract their children from watching you both

— “Let’s take a breather, babe. Gotta cool down because this is a family beach.”

— *slings you over his shoulder* *runs towards the water* “Let’s go for a swim, then!”

— “NEGRO, IF YOU DON’T PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I SHOW MY ASS IN FRONT OF ALL THESE FOLKS!”

— Erik let you cling to him for a minute as he walked slowly into the ocean

— But drops you when he gets almost waist-deep for him “Nah, let’s cool down, baby girl!” *laughs*

— You came up spluttering, before the next wave knocks you over

—You get up ready, getting behind him and slinging wet sand at his chest

— Y’all spend the rest of the time laughing, splashing, and chasing each other through the tides

— Someone yelled out shark, and Eric pulls a knife from out of nowhere

— “Let a shark try and get us, baby girl! We gonna have sushi tonight, keep playing!”

— Y’all found out it was a prank done by a grown man later on

— Erik was livid because you cried a lil’ bit, so he disappeared for a few minutes

—He came back to where you were standing in the sun and flashed some money in the air

— “That fool who pranked us generously offered to pay for dinner, beautiful! Let’s roll, I’m starved!” *flashes a smirk at you*

— So y’all left and spent the rest of the evening eating seafood on the boardwalk and taking a leisurely stroll after

— And if you happened to see Erik mean-mugging a white guy later on (who looked a little worse for the wear and was avoiding Erik’s gaze), then that was nobody’s business

———————-MGST————————

End Note: Hope y’all enjoyed! Let me know if you think Erik would react any differently to anything, in the comments or reblogs. ☺️

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