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mingtinysworld · 3 days
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Lock your windows
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Pairing: jung wooyoung x fem!reader
Genre: smut, "dark" romance
Word count: 1.8k
Summary: After a discussion with your experimental boyfriend, you two are able to play out one of your long awaited fantasies
Warnings: MDNI, "stalker" wooyoung, role playing?? oral (m/f receiving), fingering, mention of a safe word, it seems noncon but just read til the end please trust me😭
Network: @newworldnet
A/n: idk why but the idea of wooyoung being a stalker is so hot to me. I also know he would be such an experimental partner to have, it's driving me insane. I need him so very badly
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You and your friends screech in laughter as someone says something hilarious. You and your friend group have been out for a couple hours now, drinking, eating, shopping, just having the best night out ever. The air is warm and stale, the humidity making your hair puff up in frizziness.
As you stumble along the path in your black high heels and sparkly silver dress you stand out, like a shiny pearl in the ocean. The glitter makes shadows on the dimly lit walls, making the light bounce off. You start laughing at something again when you suddenly stop.
A shiver slithers up your spine and makes the hairs of your nape stand up in alarm. Your friends realize you’re not following them anymore and they stare in confusion. They ask if you’re ok but you’re too busy looking around, trying to find the source of the eerie feeling.
You can’t seem to find anything in the shadows and tentatively take steps forward. Your friends look at each other with raised eyebrows but choose to shrug it off. You keep walking but you don’t say anything until you reach your doorstep. They say goodnight and leave you to your apartment.
You walk in and throw yourself on the cushiony couch, resting your eyes from exhaustion. You tap your foot quietly and hum a random tune that’s been stuck in your head all day when you hear a distant clatter from the direction of your bedroom and your eyes shoot open and foot stops tapping. You stand up curiously and walk towards your room.
As you walk in you can feel a cold breeze and you blink in confusion. You see that your window is wide open, blinds pulled apart. You don’t remember leaving your window open but you must’ve been in a rush and didn’t even realize. You shake your head at your inattentiveness and close it shut. You return to your spot on the couch and shut your eyes once more.
There’s clattering coming from the same direction again and you sit up in alarm this time. You warily go to your room, trying to inspect what the noise is. You see the window is open again, making the curtain billow in the wind.
“What the fuck.” You exclaim. You’re convinced you’re going crazy. You’re sure you closed it, but maybe the day is really getting to your head. You take a step and are thrown down to the ground in an instant. You gasp from the impact, managing to catch yourself on your elbows, but your knees are on fire from the carpet burn.
You try to turn on your back and find that your movements are restricted from a weight on your lower back. It feels like a boot is pressing you down, pushing the air out of your lungs. You breathe in tightly and your whole body tenses. You whimper in pain and the pressure lifts a little and you sigh in relief.
“Hi my love, we finally meet.” The stranger speaks with a low tone.
“W-who are you?” You wheeze out.
“I’m your lover of course, who else would I be?” He says matter of factly. You furrow your eyebrow in confusion.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” You try to talk without your voice betraying your fear. He chuckles at that and completely removes his boot.
“Oh you’ll understand what I mean soon.”
He reaches down to turn you over. As you lay on your back in the dark room, you observe his face as best you can, the only light provided being the single lamppost outside. He has long jet black hair and dark glimmering eyes. His nose has a perfect point and his mouth is turned up at the corners in a sneer.
He also studies you in turn. Your beauty up close does not compare to the months of watching you from afar. The hundreds of photographs hanging in his room pale in comparison. He’s filled with so much pure excitement at seeing you face to face finally.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment. For the day I get to caress your face, for the day I get to hear your sinful noises brought out by me. I’ve been very, very patient and this is my reward.” He looks into your eyes deeply, as if he’s mentally willing you to believe his words.
You feel a shiver go up your spine as you realize that the man is completely serious. He truly believes his delusions and it isn’t up for a discussion. He looks down at his silver watch, as if he’s on a mission. With a growing dread and arousal you realize that he is on a mission.
You are the mission.
You continue to stare at him with wide, fearful eyes as he straddles your still form. He leans into your neck and just stays there, nose taking in your scent deeply. He inhales and exhales and groans quietly. With his mouth muffled against your collarbone, he speaks.
“I can just smell the arousal coming off of you. You really love this huh.” You let out a small whimper at that and he raises his head.
“Don’t worry angel, Wooyoung is here to take care of you. I got you.” He speaks with a promising tone.
He leans in once more and he can feel your rapid heartbeat, which only aids in exciting him further. He kisses you with ease, almost intimately, caressing your bare arms and leaving goosebumps in his wake. You try to use your knee to push him off and he growls into your open mouth. The sweet kiss turns into an animalistic one. He gropes your breasts and kisses you breathless. As he rocks back and forth across your abdomen you can feel his growing bulge.
You feel your cunt throb emptily, needing something you’re too ashamed to admit. You submit to his feverish kisses and try to relax your body. He notices the change and grins in response.
“There you are, my love. Let’s get to the bed, shall we? I’d rather take you on a softer material.” He mockingly pouts and furrows his eyebrows. He lifts you up with ease and gently sets you on the bed. His hands settle underneath your shirt, slightly tickling your stomach. You squirm in hopes that he touches you sometime soon, or else you’ll explode.
He trails down your body, reaching your flimsy shorts and teasingly blows air on you. You buck your hips instinctively and he holds you down, clucking his tongue in disapproval.
“Nuh uh baby, I thought you were gonna be good for me?” He cocks his head sideways, questioning you.
“Yes, yes, I will, I promise.” You babble, feeling fucked out already.
He gives you a soft smile and rubs your thighs soothingly before landing a harsh smack. Your body jolts in reaction but you manage to hold in your yelp. Without wasting another second he pulls your shorts aside and dives in.
You muffle your moan into the palm of your hand, feeling like you need to scream. The stimulation is making you feel relief but so much torture at the same time. Wooyoung’s expert tongue is lapping up your slick, almost like a hungry animal and when he looks up at you, his gaze is as sharp as a predator.
His finger finds your clit with ease and twists and pulls as you mewl pathetically. Not once does he come up for air, he practically buries his head in your pussy, prodding his tongue into every crevice.
“You taste so sweet mmhh.” Wooyoung moans into your pussy, sending vibrations up your body. He digs his fingers into your hips, holding you even closer. You have to bite on your hand now to keep yourself quiet. He slightly bites down on your clit and you let out a shriek. Your body jolts up and you cum with a shuddering breath.
He finally removes himself from you and stares down at the state of your cunt. It’s a sopping wet mess, covered in spit and slick. His face is also covered in your juices, and he greedily licks up what he can. You close your eyes in an attempt to recover, but it’s interrupted by his fingers.
He rams two fingers deep into you until he’s knuckle deep. He finds your g-spot immediately and you see stars, making you hold on to his wrist in a desperate attempt, but he simply pins your hand to your side. You grind your hips deeper into his fingers, needing to feel more. He reads your mind and adds in a third finger.
You moan at the stretch and clamp around him. He looks at your face intently, watching your screwed up face of pleasure. He wastes no time adding a final fourth finger. You gasp at the sensation and convulse from the intensity. Your whole body shakes as you reach the peak of your climax. You cry out and gush around Wooyoung’s slender fingers and he fucks you through your orgasm.
You groan lightly, feeling the energy escape your body. Wooyoung softly caresses your stomach to bring you down and you close your eyes and breathe out. He crawls to you slowly, and you open one eye from feeling the dip of the mattress.
Wooyoung takes your hand and puts it over his hardened bulge. He grinds into your hand slowly, letting out groans of satisfaction. Due to your exhaustion he chooses to go easy on you. He pulls down his pants and gets closer to your awaiting mouth. He slides in slowly, only going halfway. You let your mouth go slack and have him use you gently. He moves in and out, poking the inside of your cheek occasionally. You land a soft hand on him once more and attempt to help out. He throws his head back and enjoys the sensation of your warm mouth.
With a few more soft thrusts he pulls out of your mouth and cums all over your breasts. Once he comes down from his high he grabs towels to clean you up. He gently dabs at your used cunt and slick thighs, including your now cum stained breasts. You feel sleep calling your name and let out a content sigh. Wooyoung notices and lets out a giggle whilst cuddling up to your side.
"Thank you for trusting me baby." He expresses his gratitude by giving small pecks to your face.
"I told you I wouldn't have to use my safe word. You were perfect." You mumble, only half awake.
"I know love, but it's always good to be prepared. It would kill me if I ever hurt you." He speaks reverently, like you're a goddess to worship.
You give him a grunt of acknowledgement to let him know you're still listening even though your tired body is screaming for sleep. Wooyoung looks at your serene face, remembering how wild and frenzied you had looked only moments prior. Before you're completely out he leans down to whisper in your ear.
"I guess this is what happens when you don't lock your windows baby."
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mysadblacksoul · 1 day
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Backslide - 3/13 of the Clancy album
Grab a coffee and let's start this madness
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MV
Tyler is wearing the same clothes that he wore in Overcompensate MV to I would assume that this MV takes place right after
Let's break down the signs first
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We see the return of Ned Bayou as well as FPA, now standing for Food Petrol Etc.
You can buy 9 buns for $21, love the symbolism
There is a Jim sign omg. Baby is having his own bubblegum business
Of course the Bishops sign with 9 lines marked on it
I could've sworn that the black sign says "Dema Vapes", but looking closely I believe it's "Velma Vapes" lol
What is more, the cones (?) are yellow and I'm pretty sure that the fact that there are 5 of them is not an accident
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They sold him bread that went bad lol. Nah for sure it's not the case since he gives the same bread to a child
But I believe that the scene and the lyrics are closely tied with Stressed Out
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Now the next scene is interesting
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I think that the bad weather is a simple metaphor for feelings of anxiety or fear
We can see that Tyler was contemplating then he was suddenly pulled from his thoughts
This is when the scene changes to normal, right? Exactly on the line It's over my head
Then we move to the scene with the kid
And I really believe that this little lad is personification of Ned
Like he has the same boba eyes lol
No but for real, this is parallel to Chlorine - kid is giving Tyler a cup just like Tyler gave to Ned. Yet he accepts it and drinks whatever is inside and Ned just shudders
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Another interesting thing, that could make my point more valid is that the kid literally asks Is that a stain? You should change / Are you doin' good? / Did you solve all of your problems? like he knows Tyler very well and is in a way looking out for him
It's like he's keeping Ned by him - okat I'll stop
It might be a stretch, but the N kinda looks like a mirrored band symbol, do you also see it?
If 0.75c is equivalent to the cost of one bun than Tyler is being ripped off since he paid $21 for the pack instead of $6.75 lmao
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Something is really wrong with those buns lmao
Then the mood changes again, but this time is even worse. Like his mental health is declining even more and even faster
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The bread is wet, the day is ruined, thanks Mr. Joseph
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You killed it Josh, love your creative mind
*funny music stops*
Now let's talk about the way how the MV is looping itself
I would say that it is a demonstration of the twisted circle that is life
Maybe it's a very basic analysis but I think of all the complicated lore-oriented MVs this one is uncomplicated
What is shown here is how our psyche can play tricks on us and how we can complicate a rather simple situation ourselves
If Tyler hadn't had dark thoughts then nothing would have happened to the bread, so he would have just gone and given it to Josh
This shows how our psyche itself can abolish the situation in which we find ourselves
Looping, on the other hand, shows that as long as we don't do anything about it ourselves, we will be stuck in this fishbowl (see what I did there?)
Maybe it's one big AD to check your mental health and a sign to try to get better
Lyrics!
Rat race, place to place, adding weight / Tendencies on repeat, innit? - rat race for sure happened in Dema, and repeat is literaly the loop, innit meand that Clancy is canonicaly British
Benefit from a shoe with no lace - shoe with no lace would make you fall back on the behaviour that you are running from
Take the seat with the crease in it - seat of someone who already tried to change their life, or even who had the same dreams and hopes for better future like Clancy
This could be parallel to When I leave, don’t save my seat/ I’ll be back when it’s all complete from Chlorine
I don't care, you control me / Leading me anywhere - well, all I should say is Dema don't control me and we all know the rest of the story
I don't wanna backslide to where I've started from - he doesn't wanna go back to his back habits as well as doesn't wanna go back to his life before he tried to escape
There's no chance I will shake this again - if he falls back one more time that will be the end of him. His psyche won't take it anymore and his plans will be buried
'Cause I feel the pull, water's over my head - this is parallel to Fall Away And I, I can feel the pull begin. But it also gives me the parallel to Holding On To You MV, the scene with the rope
Strength enough for one more time - like I said, this would be the last attempt to change everything
Reach my hand above the tide - it could indicate that his physical strength is also wearing out
I'll take anything you have / If you could throw me a line - again with the line. But it also can mean that he can endure anything now, he just needs a little helping hand
I should've loved you better - this line can be directed both to himself but also to the person who extends his hand to help. He might not have appreciated both parts before and now regrets it
Do you think that now's the time / You should let go? - This line is like both a request and an apology. As if he wants to say “I'm sorry I treated you badly before but please don't leave me when I need help”
Bad place, on a hundred-dollar bass - this line is also giving me Stressed Out. You can imagine the cheap bass being transported on the bicycle right?
Kinda wishin' that I never did "Saturday" - I think that he doesn't mean the MV irl lol, but the regret of taking part in Bishops' manipulation altogether
Is that a stain? You should change - a play with mentioning Saturday and the lirycs She said that I should change my clothes
Are you doin' good? / Did you solve all of your problems? - like I said before I believe that this is Ned looking out for Clancy, wishing him well
Thanks for asking, in a way, but / Accidentally uncovered a new one yesterday - safe to say that he is not doing better lol
What happened to what I brushed under the rug? - what happened to how well he used to be able to hide his problems and true feelings
I used to be the champion of a world you can't see / Now I'm drowning in logistics - if viewed as a fact that he created this world it now looks like he wants to regain all control over it. Logistics is to take care of the management of planning. And once again we see the mention of drowning
The bridge is acting as an externalization of his myhs and fears that even if he is outside the Dema, the Bishops will still have control over him
The entire song is about both regaining conrol over the world of Dema but also regaining control over himself, his psyche.
The main theme is about not going back to old habits.
The most important thing here is progress and pushing forward.
Because one wrong move can make all the work in vain and we will sink to the very bottom.
Safe to say that I liked it haha
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blacklegsanjiii · 2 days
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Rest in peace Perona her efforts will not be in vain… she’s having the formative sapphic experience of Definitely flirting with someone but them being too oblivious to ever pick it up so they’re just stuck in a friendship hole.
And the boys with Zoro 😭 they’re not doing any better . They miss their brother…!
Though thinking about it with what you said about not really believing in soul marks in regards to Zoro and zosan being implied to be soulmates, I feel like if that ever came up they’d tear him a new one . Zoro is entirely decked out in threes. The swords, the earrings, he prefers doing things in sets of three (new thing he didn’t know about himself that the brothers point out to him actually) , so is their three just not good enough for him??? Huh ???
Though also that leads me to ask. How are zosan in this au? I imagine they’re kinda turbulent in their usual way, but it would be fun to know more 👁️
- Wine
THIS IS SO LONG WINE! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME??
(thank you this is very fun)
Perona will never be forgotten! Mihawk will also make sure she knows her failures are not her fault, but that it is quite funny to see her fail. Perona argues that it's easier for him and Sora just because they have soulmarks. Sora then tells them about their first meeting and that it was a whole event and she's surprised the guards didn't kill him. Mihawk argues that he would have just kidnapped her then and there and killed the guards if they wouldn't release him. Sora just frowning at him with crossed arms. Mihawk stares back and points out it was an entirely valid option.
Where as 124ji miss their brother and whine about not being able to talk to him or get any updates on him for two years. They look at the hilts and braids on Zoro's swords and think of their brother and his mark. They ask Zoro about his mark and he shrugs and shows them. It's a school of all different types of fish in the bluest blue they've seen but it's on his back. They ask if they know who his soulmate is because they know. They can tell who it is but Zoro has no clue and doesn't care really. So they don't tell him. When Mihawk finds out he asks Zoro why he thinks denying himself will make him stronger at some point during their training together. Zoro says he wants to focus on fulfilling his dream and making sure Luffy becomes the king of the pirates. Mihawk sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose and points out he didn't get become the greatest until he was in his thirties, after he saved Sora and started raising all the kids. Zoro shrugs and says that doesn't know what that has to do with him and Mihawk says it's a waste to ignore the power of having something to protect, that having that person, that family draws a strength greater than just wanting to be the the greatest.
Zoro shrugs and 124ji bemoan their brother going through soulmate rejection because they remember the rose colored view of soulmates Sanji had. Zoro looks at them with confusion and Niji says they were right about it when they were younger. Zoro asks what they mean and they point out the three swords, three earrings, that he does do things in three so what is about Sanji that he doesn't like so he rejects his soulmate. Zoro is staring at them. Because they're clearly fed up and they're talking about how they were right when they were younger about his soulmate not loving him as much as they do. Zoro argues he's never even seen the cook's soulmark and Mihawk chides his sons to be quiet. Zoro didn't want to know or be held back by his soulmate after all.
Zoro of course is thinking back to the cook asking him about soulmates in Cocoyashi after they saved Nami and her village and what he told the cook who nodded and stayed quiet. The agression and snide remarks. Of course it had to be the cook. Zoro always found Sanji when the blond got lost in the woods and always tailored food to him. So now Zoro, who's kinda been a dick to his soulmate for months and he's staying with his family and planning to kill his dad. The blond who has been telling people he knows his soulmate but they're not together, won't ever be together. The blond who sometimes gets a faraway look in his eye before going back to give his all to care for the crew.
Also like Sanji has to absolutely have game if Zoro "rejected" him. With all the flirting he was doing as a teen hoping to find his soulmate he has gotta have so much fucking game. So Zoro is with Mihawk and Sora and their kids and Perona as he running through the gambit of emotions of what happened up until Sabaody and he just looks like when Perona hit him with a ghost on Thriller Bark. Perona is yelling at Zoro that he's been so fucking dum and not cute because only he could reject his soulmate who is a one way ticket to Mihawk.
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vani-ash · 3 days
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Kim had been on the run when he first met Porchay. A hunter. Kim had escaped captivity and was now hiding. He'd barely managed his escape. He'd been abducted during one of his feedings, the human he had drank from had had something injected in them, and when Kim had drank, it had burned. Then he was knocked on concious and kept locked up for weeks? Months? Years? He couldn't tell it had passed in a hazy blur.
But he had escaped that was what had mattered. But he was weak. Had been starved, surving on just enough to keep him alive and nothing else.
And now he was laying in a filthy alleyway. He had no idea where he was. No where he knew of. He had run through a forest that had felt like it stretched for forever before finding the edges of a town. But the town was quiet. It was early hours of the morning. Everyone locked up safe asleep in their houses. Kim was not in any state to be breaking in and fighting right now.
It was cold. Kim knew he couldn't fall asleep here. The sun was only a few hours from rising, and if he slept here, he'd never wake up. Well, he would, but it'd be for an excruciating death. And then he'd never wake up.
But it hurt. Everything hurt. He'd been chained up with silver cuffs, which had left angry marks all across his wrists and ankles. Had been constantly injected with holy water to keep him weak and stop him from healing. He'd hadn't had any blood in the last week. He was bleeding himself from his side, been shot by an arrow which hadn't stuck, but it had left a gaping wound, which all Kim could do was press his hand against.
He tried to stand. His legs wouldn't work. This was it. He'd managed to escape but for what? He was still going to die.
Kim looked at the moon and then closed his eyes. Well, at least he'd get to see one last sun rise. It had been years.
"-Okay?"
Kim was being lifted up. He couldn't remember the last time anyone had touched him that wasn't to cut him open.
"Hang on. It's just a little longer."
He was being placed on something soft.
Opening his eyes just barely, he saw someone leaning over him. A neck just centimetres away. Using the last of his strength, Kim pushed himself up and bit.
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When Kim next woke, he was covered with a blanket. In a dimly lit room. He sat up. He felt, well still not great but better. His side didn't hurt even a little. Strange. Pulling his shirt up, (That was definitely not his shirt) his side was completely healed. He was also clean. No blood or scratches or torn clothing anywhere on him.
Kim stood up easily. No head spins, no muscles screaming in pain. Nothing.
Leaving the dark room, Kim found himself in a hallway. He was at the end, so the only place to go was forward. He could hear light clattering of things being knocked together. Someone was here with him. Lightly walking forward, Kim prepared himself.
Whoever it was wasn't exactly an enemy. They had put him in a soft bed. Made sure no sunlight could get in, cleaned him, and got him clothes. And judging by how he was feeling had gotten him blood. But all of that didn't mean Kim was suddenly going to just instantly let his guard down. This could still be a trap.
Turning the corner, Kim saw a living room/kitchen area. There was a couch in the centre with a bookshelf lining the wall next to it.
On the other side was a small dining table, and then behind that was a kitchen, small, tiny even. There is barely enough space to fit two people in. But there was someone in it right now. Their back turned to Kim. They were humming.
Kim stood there and watched. If they were a threat, they weren't a very good one. They hadn't even noticed him.
The humming was pleasant.
Kin didn't count how long he stood there. Just watching, listening. A few seconds or minutes? An hour?
Eventually, the person turned around.
"Oh!" They jumped. It was a boy. Young. No more than 17 Kim would guess,"You're awake. You slept the whole day yesterday and all today!" The boy smiled, and Kim narrowed his eyes.
"Where am I?"
The boy turned back to whatever he was cooking.
"My house."
"Why?"
"I found you bleeding out, I couldn't just let you die, so I brought you back here." The boy turned around and smiled again, now with a bowl in his hand filled with rice.
"Why not? You don't know me."
The boy walked to the dinner table and sat down.
"Do I need to know someone in order to help them?"
"Who are you?" Kim did not like the answers he was being given. While they were technically answers to his questions, they were still vague, which put Kim on edge.
"My name is Porchay!" The boy exclaimed,"But you can call me Chay. Who are you?"
"…Kim."
Porchay smiled,"Kim."
"Do you know what I am?"
"Yes."
Chay was very relaxed. Far too relaxed for someone who knew what Kim was.
"Did you give me your blood?"
Chay laughed,"I wouldn't exactly say I gave it to you. You bit me while I was trying to check you for more wounds." He pouted.
Kim definitely did not think it was cute.
"You should say sorry for that, by the way. There I was just trying to make sure you weren't dying and you bite me!"
"I was dying." Kim deadpans.
"Yeah, well, I would've figured that out and offered my blood if you'd waited like 20 seconds."
"How come you're not dead?" If Kim had been starved and on the verge of death being so close to fresh blood, having it be placed right in front of him? He knew he did not have the willpower to stop himself from killing someone. He doubted any vampire would.
"I don't know. You tell me. You bit me and immediately passed out. Did I taste that bad? I had to cut my wrist myself and make you drink while you slept."
"I bit you uninvited, and you still gave me blood?"
"Well, I didn't carry you all the way home to just let you die here." Chay laughed.
Kim felt something stir inside him at the sound of Chays laugh.
"Are you still hungry? I don't know how much you need to drink, so I only gave you a little of mine."
Kim was, but the last time he'd been drugged.
"No."
"Okay,"Chay was still smiling like this was a normal everyday conversation,"Tell me when you need more."
What was happening. Kim was lost.
He'd escaped captivity. He'd been dying. Ready to watch the sun for the first time in however many years.
He'd woken up in someone's house. Someone who had fed him. Cleaned him. And was now offering to feed him again if he asked for it.
"I'm leaving." Kim made a move for the door. Chay stood up, his smile fading.
"You can't! You're still healing! And there will be people looking for you."
Kim pushed Porchay against the wall by his throat,"What do you know?" He demanded.
"I just want to help you."
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oldhalloweentape · 2 days
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🪨Venture (OW II) x (gn) reader ⛏️
(Love Language Pt. I Edition!)
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(Not my picture!)
(I just keep having ideas, and the insatiable urge to write them down so, enjoy :))
Their love language: Physical Touch, Quality Time, Gift Giving, and Words of Affirmation (Pt. II!)
Physical Touch
- As I mentioned in the previous post (here), they love physical touch, especially with you, it’s just so natural to them.
- While on the job at Overwatch, the PDA is at a low, for obvious reasons.
- Though the second the mission is over, they almost immediately have to urge to wrap their arms around you and give you a big squeeze.
- Loves hand holding, rubs their thumb over the front of your hand and knuckles as they give you the details of the last expedition they did.
- Also likes putting their head on your shoulder, especially on the days you both are in bed and don’t have to do anything.
- Kisses with them are a must of course, with their kisses usually being quick yet affectionate but can be long and soft if the situation requires it.
- Their all-time favorite spots to kiss you in on the forehead, cheek, and lips. But they’d kiss you anywhere if you ask.
- They just love to pepper kisses all your face after an especially long day, their favorite activity actually.
- If they’re feeling a bit sillier than usual or you need some cheering up, they make loud smooching noises when they’re kissing you, usually doing it during cheek kisses.
- In general, Venture is a love bug and just can’t help spreading their affection, can’t get enough of you lol.
Quality Time
- This and physical touch go in tandem with one another, when they can’t touch you, it’s ok!
- They can always settle for being in your presence, being with you is always a positive in their eyes, and you just make things all the better.
- Wants to do so much and experience so much with you, meaning dates consist of mostly outdoor activities.
- Think like camping, hiking, running, and exploring in general, even if you just want to walk around a nearby park they’re all for it!
- They just love nature and they love you, so, the best of both worlds. Also, it’s a way for them to use up all that energy they just naturally exude besides their line of work.
- The camping dates are the nicest, just you, them, nature, and the bear you guys chose over a man.
- Jokes aside, the many moments between the two of you they cherish with all of their heart, remembering the littlest of details.
- You guys could be folding laundry together on a lazy Sunday only for them to break the silence of the room, “Hey, you remember that one time we went camping and you got some melted chocolate and marshmallows stuck in your hair cause you accidentally slept while you were eating?” Queue the slow head turn and side eye they get from you that just sends them into a giggling fit.
- They try their best to capture and memorize every minute, having photos of you and your guy’s escapades framed for everyone to see, or in various handmade scrapbooks filled with stickers of geodes, crystals, etc on every page.
- The little things in life, alongside someone they love as much as they love you is something they revel in, I can’t express enough how they are extremely happy to be with you.
(Will try to get Pt. 2 for Beginning relationship and Love Language out as soon as I can!!)
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astearisms · 8 months
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front-facing-pokemon · 9 months
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#registeel#and now this guy is maybe a bit less interesting. from this standpoint‚ i mean. the eyes being just dots make it a little hard to like#feel *connected* to them when they're ffp'd‚ y'know? i feel like it's kind of a reductive angle. which is why i zoomed this one and the last#one out a bit. so you can see a bit of the rest of their body. it's maybe less funny but would it really have been funny to just see 7 red#dots on a gray background and have to read the tag to know it's registeel? i dunno. maybe. maybe it would've been. but i like this more#maybe the explanation is that i'm taking these pictures myself. i personally know all these pokémon and have to ask them if i have permissio#n to take these pictures of them. but registeel said i couldn't get too close. so we settled with this. hehe yeah that's why :) hehe :)#anyway. you now have the aegis cave theme stuck in your head#hi it's me from the present. saturday morning. in yesterday's queued post i came up with the idea of maybe doing a monotype run of a pokémon#game. i don't know which one yet but i wanted to do water-type. but i was like. maybe i'll liveblog it on my main blog. yesterday#and today i came back and saw those tags as i was queuing up today's 'mons and i was like… hell maybe i could stream it if enough folks are#interested. but if anyone is then i didn't want to wait that long for the queue to get to that post bc that's gonna post on like. august 18#and class for my last semester of college Ever starts back up on august 21st and i don't. know if i want to start another pokémon playthroug#h that close to classes starting. especially not one where at least one (1) individual out there might be waiting for it So i put 'em here#they'll still be on that post but. they're here. just in case someone out there is chronically bored enough that that's something they'd be#interested in. y'never know there's a lot of folks here#anyway i will now queue up kricketot. see you then… or i guess see you whenever if you like send in an ask or a message or smth…
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paging-possum · 8 days
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Who up listening to good luck babe by chappell roan and having it resonate not in the way intended but resonating nonetheless. About to go ham in the tags about the overlap of being a lesbian and being aromantic...if u even care....
#my art#gore#organs#its 2am so not a lot of this is going to be very coherent but this song makes me feel a lot of things about it all#like. its the Expectations#the expectation that im going to date men and the expectation that im going to date at all have always felt equally stifling#theres that feeling of not trying hard enough or not realizing it at first or trying to lean into what you're told you should feel#and having it not pay off time and time again and wishing you could just make it work#because everyone else around you has it just fine and you dont get why you're struggling with it so much#THERE ARE MORE SIMILARITIES BETWEEN THE TWO IS WHAT IM SAYING#like obviously figuring out aromanticism is especially weird because its a lack of something BUT THEYRE PRETTY SIMILAR#realizing I dont want to date anyone mirrors realizing I didn't like boys but like. idk man its worse sometimes?#I wouldn't trade it for the world it means a lot to me but its almost like people go out of their way not to understand it sometimes#at the end of the day I am the you in that song#it was a very very long road to being okay with never falling in love because that was something I wanted for a very very long time#at the end of the day I will never have to be someones wife and I think its better that way#but its also hard not to get jealous sometimes#like I know its irrational I know I get physically ill at just the thought of being asked out but like#sometimes ill see my friends with their girlfriends and ill feel like clawing my own chest out with want#but also if anyone asks me out I will have to dig myself into a pit and never come out. I think.#I want to be with women but I dont want to Be With Women if that makes sense#its another layer of difficulty that I dont think I'll ever be able to get past#I feel like at this point I should just be trying to conditioning myself out of any form of desire because its just not an option for me#which definitely isn't true and like chappell roan says. you'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling.#but its also so tiring to have to sit here with the feeling and feel bad for having the feeling.#I dont know#I think if I felt a little more or a little less I’d be fine but I’m stuck in the middle#it feels very weird talking about this openly but also its very difficult to talk about with friends because most of them dont get it#anyways something something Josies monologue from bottoms#im going to bed
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neverendingford · 2 months
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#tag talk#anytime my friends point out that something I say is good advice or express that they see me as aspirational I'm always just like....#wtf how am I am example to look up to I'm just an idiot bumbling his way through life trying to avoid hitting her head on cabinet corners#honestly it's mostly just seeing mistakes others have made and going “I will not make those mistakes. I will make weirder mistakes than that#like. it feels a little like the “I'm eighty years old I'm done with putting up with everyone's bullshit” except it's#it's “I didn't kill myself so I'm not gonna put up with bullshit anymore”#like. I chose life. I'm not about to half-ass that decision. I'm not gonna walk back that decision. I'm not going to flinch away from it.#that fuckin... “what do we have to fear but fear itself” quote or whatever. like.. I died. you think anything else is gonna scare me?#if I'm going to be stuck here on this planet you bet your ass I'm gonna make the most of it. I'm not gonna be embarrassed. no shame.#we're all living here until we die and the things that matter are your own life and then the people around you.#I'm not going to miss out on a chance to find community and connection just because I'm afraid. I'm done being afraid.#though... I have been feeling shrimp emotions for the past two weeks and my stomach has tied itself up in knots over it.#I'm so detached because I'm afraid of feeling my emotions too strongly. so letting go and experiencing emotions is a lot for me.#and agghfffgghh I'm going to make it through this I'm going to make it through this but damn it's really rough#allowing yourself to get close to someone again after solidifying your position as unassailable is so hard.#especially because I've gotten so used to shielding the emotions of other people. hard to be honest when your honesty will hurt them#it's wild being around someone who's not wildly insecure because I can be genuine and honest and not worry about what I say hurting her.#I could say “I'm leaving in a year do you still want to date?” and trust that she would actually think it through and give a reliable answer#like. I can handle just my emotions because she's able to handle hers.#being in mental health spaces for so long I'm not used to interacting with emotionally stable people lmaooo#do you think I'm emotionally stable? I don't think I am. but then I meet other people who are wildly more unstable than I am and hmmm#like. sui wasn't an emotional choice it was a cost benefit analysis. I get emotionally unstable sure. but I contain myself until it's over.#I know enough to not be impulsive because I recognize impulsive behavior in others and thus in myself as well.#so like. I'm unstable but I'm not externally unstable. I know how to isolate when I'm in a wounded lashing out state.#anyway I've been processing so many emotions this past week because I'm wildly out of practice with allowing myself emotional honesty#instead of just bricking myself up behind my defensive apathy. I want to hold onto this. I want to continue to channel these emotions.#I want to be unafraid to tell people when I love them#though with her it's more of a Nerevarine situation. you are not someone I love but rather someone who might become that.#like. I haven't known her long enough to really say I love. but I very much think if things continue how they are I will be confident in it#and not even romantic love per se. I have some old friends who I genuinely love. several siblings who I love. most people I know I do not.
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thethingything · 8 months
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the sun's started rising around the same time it does in late spring so now I've got that weird nostalgia for when I first showed up in the system and I'm also stuck thinking about when Lucy was like "September is the March of the year" because while that's kind of a ridiculous quote, I do get what they meant with it
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The way Hop, El and Will have a lot of self loathing, while Jonathan doesn't ever try putting himself first for once and Joyce is labelled crazy and she is constantly worrying for her family 24/7. Give them a break, please.
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vampirebutterflies · 1 year
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tagged by darling @gremlin-soup for my top five songs Right Now !!
✿ Here with Me by d4vd
❀ Sea of Love by Cat Power
✿ Hardlight by Spacey Jane
❀ Blood cover by Gang of Youths
✿ Running Up That Hill cover by The Wombats
taggin @not-nervous-jester @chupacactus @blackbeardskneebrace @blakbonnet @nofeelingisfinall @eye-scream-girls @couriander @skysofrey @smoothedsmoothie @enbiosaur @turtles-on-turts (won’t let me tag u I hope u see this 🥺) and @creepycute-puppy-gf if y’all wanna play because I am Full Of Love and interaction is!!! scary but fun!!!!
#bonus mention to groceries by mallrat It’s Fun It’s Cute It’s The Vibe it’s been stuck in my head on and off for hours#okay I’m gonna ramble abt my choices here bc I love oversharing#they’re in no particular order of Priority#here with me. god. GODDDDDD. ugh. the sounds are gorgeous the best and the tones and the vibes are immaculate I can’t help but move and flow#it’s seeping and saturated with love it’s dozey it’s dazey it’s thick with heady sunlight and it tastes sweet and citrusy and it feels like#sharing a melting ice lolly with someone you love and holding hands and watching the sunset and leaning against each other and wandering#hands and lazy kisses and ughhghghhhhh#like when your skins a lil pink and prickly from being out in the sun too long and your lips are a lil dry and tender but kissing still just#feels so soft and thick and heavy and sweet and safe#and feeling the textures of skin and clothes and warm sun and cooler breeze and the smell of each other after being out in the day together#just. together together together here with me#the suns setting and we’re heading home a little achey but it’ll be okay#I don’t care how long it takes. ​as long as I’m with you I’ve got a smile on my face#sea of love. ugh. it’s sweet. it’s cute. it’s a lil rough round the edges like holding hands with soft but slightly calloused skin. its Love#it feels. real. how it is. like snuggling up together and just dozing in the comfort of having each other#I love her voice I love how it’s a bit rough and imperfect it’s like singing something just for each other#and the tinny twangs and the different layers of sound and underlying sultry indulgence#it feels like being smug and in love and knowing how good you’ve got it even if it’s not your usual superficial visually Perfect#it feels like having you and Living and the quiet confident comfort#hardlight. need I say more#it’s upbeat but it’s fuckin heartbreaking#can you see the weight I’m wearing on my shoulders? each ones worse and stays a little longer#fucked it up again— I’m looking alive and I’m feeling fine#and I love I’m gonna start a fight— give me a reason; give me something to bite#blood? the building crescendo and the layers and the twinkling and the hhhhhh#and there is nothing you can do about it now. and the RAWNESS the EMOTION the STUBBORNNESS#do not let your fucking spirit wane. fuck.#I’ve run out of tags HELP I have so much to say!! wombats cover best cover I’ll ramble sometime if anyone asks OKAY BYE#tag game#mercury moments
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the-sunshine-dragon · 2 years
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dangaer · 2 years
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listening to posthumous forgiveness after ages of not playing shins playlist really reminds me of just how complicated shin’s relationship with his own father is.  
both him and his mother were strongly isolated by the town because people assumed that either shin would grow up the same way his father was or simply that his mother had been the one to instigate / create such a happening. a lot of their old friends left them, the neighbourhood kids picked on shin and his mother found it difficult to keep any form of social life. the only people who actually decided to keep by their side being both heroine and toma’s families ( though shin’s mother had guessed that more to be out of their childrens friendship for shin out of anything else, but kept such thoughts to herself ). such a situation had damaged his parents relationship to the point where his mother ended up divorcing him, and shin the majority of his childhood angry and upset towards his own father for creating such a situation, where he became cold and viewed as a monster for something he’d definitely never make himself do, and to see his mothers once happy expression become strained and ultimately haggard. 
despite this, it would be a lie to say he hates him. not to the standard he’d like people to, and definitely not in the way his mother had felt following such a situation. all of the memories shin holds of his father before the incident show him to be your average kind and loving man, who truly encouraged and wanted shin to do well as his own person. so much so, that despite the rage he felt, as shin grew up ... came to terms with attempting to understand the law, his friendships and those around him, it became clear that part of him still held a bleeding heart towards his father. so much so, from age 15, he ended up taking bi-monthly visits to his old man in prison. and while there was a lot of rage, negative and angry feelings, part of shin has come to terms with the situation, and began to try and create a sense of forgiveness towards the events that have happened. 
#❛     𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒    ⧽    —   ooc.#it's rlly interesting how shins anger shifts to how he blames his father to the point where actually hes upset bc he made such a mistake hes#now missed out on such of his life at the same way#heroines dad is like such a nice guy and#i imagine he sees him as a secondary father figure but like.#theres just so much personal complication with his own dad that everything feels even more complicated#in five years later i hc that shin usually visits during certain - esp difficult cases - when he knows he has to do something that reminds#him of this situation#part of him is uncertain he'll never stop grieving and being angry at such a thing but. he's trying his best#people get so mad at heart routes ending when shins also like#ok well to.ma did this but heroine doesnt wanna press charges or anything so im ok with it too#bc he knows first hand what its like ... to have someone you love stuck in a place like that. he tries his best to understand tom.a so he#doesnt have to loose someone else he loves in the same way all over again#he wouldnt push heroine into anything and#despite how he acts#shin has the biggest softspot for tom.a its clear the entire heart route#he doesnt want to accuse to.ma without knowing the /why/ and it makes me so :(#even to the point where if it wasnt for wa.ka knowing shin is a soft and kind soul he probably couldve lost his job for it#long post /#father mention /#shin always acts angry if you / he brings up his dad but the reality is hes just rlly sad about it and doesnt know how to truly voice it#which is why when he mentions it its a big big deal ...#ask to tag /
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borderlineclown · 24 days
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i so badly want to check her accounts bc i want to see how miserable she is but i know that isn't the reality
she moved on less than two months after the break up. less than two weeks after she was STILL begging me to get back together. all i would probably find is her content in her new relationship
#i so badly want her life to be miserable#i so fucking badly want her to suffer and hate life as much as i do but i doubt she does#she's fine she just moves on#im stuck here 5 months later just. mourning and grieving still#grieving all i gave her and grieving all my firsts and the love i thought was real#grieving that fact that i ended up meaning nothing#she lied to me. one of the first times we broke up i told her i was afraid of letting her go and waiting for her to get better bc i was#afraid she would fall out of love with me and she told me word for word#that it takes a long time for her to stop loving someone#but she literally had a girlfriend in two weeks after begging for me back#less than two months.#she broke so much in me#i don't know how to trust i don't know how to be anything other than something people use and discard#i don't believe i'm someone people would want to keep.#my thoughts are just tainted now and all i can think of is the fact that i'm too much for anyone#i cant be in a relationship because i'm simply too much i ask for too much im too sensitive im too Much#im genuinely meant to be alone forever#no one would want to put up with me and love me. i wasn't made for that#i wasnt made to be loved and understood i was just. made to be used#communicating is just too hard i dont even want to put in the effort to do it anymore#it's too much work and i'd rather be alone than spill paragraph after paragraph of my feelings. just to end up being misunderstood#or to be told i'm keeping an argument going by trying to be understood
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musical-chick-13 · 1 month
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Anyone else out here feeling disconnected from their own humanity.
#WILL! MY! BRAIN! LET! ME! LIVE!#like I ran into a meds delivery issue so that's part of why the past week has been so Bad™ & it's finally fixed now but jfc brain calm down#I just feel like everyone else lives on some plane of existence that I will never EVER have access to#and I can keep being myself and keep hoping that eventually I'll meet someone who lives on MY plane but I've been wandering around#for 30 years up here and I really haven't made any actual progress.#the only thing left is to just not care if I ever have someone else on my general plane of existence and I have been TRYING to do that#for god knows how long but with the way my health is...I cannot do this by myself. at least not for the immediate future.#like genuinely I need to not be alone but what do you do when your life looks so different from everyone else you know? what do you#do when everyone else has had at least one 'normative' experience (or a socially-acceptable excuse for not having them) and you never have?#what the actual fuck are you supposed to do with that????#everything good that has ever happened in my life has depended on how well I can perform being a neurotypical person. and I just.#the physical stuff prevents me from being able to actually do that anymore.#so now there's just...nothing. there's nothing that will ever allow me access to the good parts of society#and I gotta say that is a really REALLY miserable outlook to be stuck with right now#In the Vents#mel's Illness™ chronicles#okay I think maybe. I should go be creative or something. or sleep. or take a shower. idk.
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