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lolishdes · 10 months
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“Beauty and Pleasure Incarnate” Diluc x Reader
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✧A/N: Just some Diluc Headcanons I have, be warned these are all nsfw, so just keep scrolling down if uninterested! Also if this blows up then I might make a part 2 since I still got some headcanons in mind hehe
I made reader as neutral as I can for the ladies, all of you deserve love from our gorgeous man. But reader can also be anyone you want! Never specified that reader is a cis woman so 👀
✧Warning/s: This is all pure filth let me tell you! Best to keep it a surprise and just read if for yourselves ;3 
Minors kindly don't interact!
Diluc is definitely a gentle and passionate lover, once he loves you there's nothing he won't do for you. And when it comes to your alone times in the evenings, he makes sure to give everything you desire. 
Diluc doesn't enjoy degrading you, bullying you a little? Sure. But he would much prefer to give you sweet compliments and praises –– praises that he knows that will rile you up. He has way too much respect for you to even degrade you, especially in an activity such as this. And when it comes to calling you names he loves calling you traditional pet names like beloved, sweetheart, my love, gorgeous, beautiful, and all that sappy stuff. If he's feeling a little more dirty he loves calling you his little minx or vixen. 
When it comes to sex he isn't in favor of outdoor or quickies, he wants a proper place for you two to explore one another's bodies. He thinks that it's only proper to do so, since such an intimate act should only be shared in a setting with absolute privacy. He lives for foreplay, in fact it's his favorite part. He wants to worship every single part of your body. Your beautiful body just does things to him, it's obvious considering the bulge forming down his pants.
Diluc knows you're weak to kisses, and those kisses vary from your lips, to your chest, or even on that swollen clit of yours. He’ll make sure to kiss every part you want him to, just use your words, okay? He’s pretty verbal too when making love to you, quite the opposite with how he usually acts. But you suppose it's because in such a moment both of you feel so vulnerable and connected that he doesn't mind letting his mind and mouth do some extra work. 
His dynamic is definitely the giver, or more specifically a service Dom. Acts of service is his love language and that still applies in the bedroom.
Eating you out makes him heat up until the tips of his toes, it's just so filthy with the sound of squelching and your hands roughly pulling on his red locks. But he doesn't mind, in fact it just turns him on even more, your desperation is so sexy to him and he wants nothing more than to make you feel good. To hell with his aching cock, your swollen cunny needs some loving! Also while eating you out he definitely palms himself through his boxers, just to ease some of that tension building up.
He finds that both of you enjoy a deep but slow pacing when it comes to thrusting. The action is just so overwhelming and less energy consuming really. 
Since this is such an intimate act, Diluc wants to see every single facial expression you make,  to see the beautiful lady that he has fallen in love with. Naturally he chooses missionary as his favorite position, but sometimes he wants to spice things up and fucks you in a mating press instead!
When finally putting it in he makes sure to rub himself on your clit first, just to stimulate you a little bit more. He goes slow while his hands are gripping your thighs. “Oh archons beloved– you feel so warm.” On the other hand you're gripping the sheets and breathless. “Luc please–” “Shh shh i've got you, come here.” He silences you with a deep kiss while his hips slowly thrust forward. 
Definitely loves to overstimulate you, to see tears of pure euphoric feeling of coming and the absolute torture as he starts thrusting inside you again. But he is not doing this to bully you, he just wants to make you feel so good!
After he gives you your last orgasm he expects to see your legs shaking, your form breathless and pure satisfaction. He swipes some strands of hair to your ear so that they won't tickle your face too much and after doing so he flops down beside you. He gives you a warm hug and press kisses on your shoulders.
Due to too much pleasure you try to move away from him, but you know better than to run, and he knows his beautiful lady is just a little overwhelmed! Don't worry, he’ll pin you back down with one hand on your waist and another above your hand, see now there's no way to escape!
“My dear are you alright? Oh don't come running off now, come back here, that's it, I just want to make you feel better.”  He presses a tender kiss on cheek as he looks at you lovingly. You on the other hand was completely disheveled, your hair was a mess, eyes completely cloudy and head all fuzzy. Without warning he thrusts slowly but deeply inside of you, a whine escapes as your back arches. 
“Look how beautiful you look right now, absolutely breathtaking. You don't mind if I break you a little more do you, my love?” He sounds so sweet, as if he isn't completely making your legs all shaky and weak. You try to use words however your mind was too consumed with pleasure, but thats okay! Diluc knows this and would gladly help you with your words.
“Don’t worry I’ll take care of you, just lay there and feel good alright?” He is so reassuring with his sweet words, makes you feel safe and loved and you adore that about him.
“You’re perfect.” 
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arabaka · 9 months
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CONTENT WARNINGS: CANON? WHAT 'DAT? SHE/HER PRONOUNS USED. READER IS AN EXOTIC DANCER. READER WEARS MASCARA. UNPROTECTED SEX. ANAL (AND MINOR DEPICTION OF PAIN FROM IT). SPANKING. SPIT ROASTING. GETO'S A JERK. GOJO'S GOT MONEY.
PET NAMES USED: LITTLE THING (NOT REFLECTIVE OF BODY TYPE, USED AS DEGRADATION), BABY, SWEETS, BEAUTIFUL. ゜・。.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ WORD COUNT: 3.4K. ゜・。.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanna emphasize first that not all exotic dancers have sex for pay and it's common for clubs to forbid it so PLEASE read this as just silly smut and not as a reference for the REAL heroes (jokes aside, exotic workers deserve respect and MONEY!!!) ゜・。.
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“Hey, where is she?”
“With a client. Dunno when she’ll be done. The guy she walked with looked like he had money to spend. Might keep her dancing for ours.” At this the manager chuckles, thumb in his pocket smoothing over a fresh stack of bills from another dancer: his cut, of course. 
“Cool, thanks.” He says with a knowing sneer; he’ll make up for your dues. He always does.
Women clamor for the john’s attention the second he pivots on his heel to make a beeline for the hall of neverending private rooms but he doesn’t pay them any mind; his trademark glasses, black and circled are low enough for the dancers to see that he has no interest in paying for their attention.
Yours, however… Seems to just get more and more expensive. Your rate’s stayed the same, it’s him that empties his pocket for you every time. Call it an addiction and he’ll fess up to it. Unashamedly even. “She takes care of me.” Is an excuse he often doles out, to anyone privy to his lascivious, proliferating habit. 
But he should have watched his tongue more, guarded you more, because he’s run his mouth to the wrong people– well, the wrong person.
His best friend. Geto Suguru.
And Gojo Satoru just knows it’ll be his face he sees when the curtains are split. Prepares for it even, his fist already balled up with his knuckles drained of any color. 
They share everything. Everything but you, and that’s by design. Gojo, he’s… Fond of you. Too fond for the relationship you two share.
He treks down the hall, pace methodically slowing down the closer he gets. No, the rooms aren’t notated by dancer; that’d be stupid. No, because Gojo doesn’t need signage to know where you are. He can track you as well as any sniffer dog, infinitely better when he uses his genetic abilities for sin rather than any selfless endeavors. 
When he finally gets to the right room, velvet curtains glowing under the low light, he hesitates. The others may not hear your stifled moans, struggled breaths you’re so good at masking but you know as well as him: you can’t hide from Gojo Satoru.
So when the cloak of privacy is ripped away, it doesn’t surprise Gojo to see you in your preferred position- seated on a Geto’s fat cock, your knees pushed up to the ceiling with your feet bouncing haphazardly to the raven-haired sorcerer’s rhythm, which is anything but kind and intimate. He fucks you like he feels nothing for you and that’s because he does– you knew as well as Geto that this was nothing more than a paid relationship, and one built on a sickening revenge play.
Those pretty eyelashes of yours part, eyes shiny with diamond tears, when you hear the familiar slide of the curtains and you should be worried, should be on edge of someone catching you (after all, having sex with a paying customer is not in your job description) but when you see it’s Gojo, there isn’t much you can do.
Especially not when Geto seems to cut through the tension like it isn’t even there, pumping your cunt full of his cock until fluids spittle and splash from the velocity. He’s so much thicker than Gojo, foreskin so packed it really does feel like he’s making a new home for himself inches into your pussy, your walls spasming around him when the bulbous tip of his member seems to bump and grind against your most sensitive collection of nerves. 
You whimper and whine but Geto doesn’t miss a beat, swollen balls beating into your folds, squelches and the stench of sex undeniable even as Gojo stands by the entrance still.
His nostrils flare. His breath quickens. His chest tightens. His pants, so fitting before, now feel like a prison for the budding erection you are certainly nursing without even touching him.
“Gotta say, Satoru – hngh – you picked a good one. She’s an obedient little thing isn’t she?” Geto grunts out, the muscles in his forearms flexing as he keeps your pussy and ass on full display for his friend to see. Geto wants him to see you plugged up with no room for anything else– anyone else.
“Sa– Sa— Sator–uu—uu– ah, ah, right there, right there, sir.” You started off so innocent, bottom lip jutted out and puffy from kissing Geto all night, but your voice is immediately corrupted and on purpose as Geto mercilessly spears you on his cock, bottoming out every thrust and stretching your cunt to its limits.
“I got her all night.” Geto says with a growl in between, your hot and gummy walls squeezing the base of his shaft so tight his vision blurs for a moment. 
But Gojo seems to ignore Geto’s prodding, his attempts at getting a rise out of the man with irises that seem to never leave yours. Gojo drinks in your expression, lets the way your eyes seem to gravitate towards the back of your skull, your legs shaking not just from the degrading position Geto’s cramped you in but from the waves of pleasure to start with, drown the annoyance of finding you with his friend.
After all, you aren’t his… Even if he pays you like you are.
“Aw,” Gojo coos, zeroing in on his fucked dumb benefactor as he starts a path towards you, “Cryin’ just all over, aren’t you?” His tone is sickly sweet, with a twinge of something dark hanging just off his words. “Pretty baby probably can’t even see straight, huh?”
He looks for an answer. You can’t give him any. Your tongue won’t let anything roll off its drool ridden muscle but the sweet, sweet sounds of debauchery.
So he makes you, Gojo’s spine curving towards you as he grips your chin forcefully, makes you keep your eyes on him. Makes you fess up.
“Mmhmf– mmhmm—” He wants a response but with your cheeks hallowed by his finger and thumb’s pinching, all you can muster are muffled groans from Geto’s quickening pace, his brutal assault on your trembling pussy as he dares to carve his name deep inside you.
Gojo playfully pats your cheek just then, his hand falling from you entirely, just like the shadowed look over his normally jovial attitude. He starts on his belt, metal clanking away with the noise quickly forgotten to your moans and the club’s blistering beats. 
He doesn’t miss Geto’s furrowed brows in irritation as he does so. Nor does he care.
Because he saw you first. He found you first.
So he’s going to remind you why he’s the best. With or without Geto.
“You don’t think she needs something more?” Gojo croons, overconfident in his talents as he starts to go pap, pap, pap with his cock over your distended tummy, taking note of where Geto’s cock starts and ends by the look of his bulge outlining your skin.
You squirm, belly overstimulated with Gojo’s patting and Geto’s cock no doubt ravaging your guts. You try to keep your eyes on Gojo but you’re losing control, of yourself and of the situation. But you give in all the same, pussy quivering and spilling your juices until they’re dripping down Geto’s sac. “Y-Yes, yes.” You’re finally able to sing, lips still trembling when you beg, “P-Please, wan’ both of you.” 
You don’t know what you’re asking for. Hell, you don’t know the two men’s relationship with one another. It’s not like either have divulged to you the extent of their history; you’ve only been left to assume ever since Gojo stepped in, and that’s been minimal because well…
Your whole body is screaming for Geto to take you over the edge, bring to you a nirvana that’s all his own. But you won’t oppose Gojo’s own entrance to your pleasure, now his cock completely out and dragging the reddened tip over your lips until they’re glossed with his pre-cum. You instinctively lick it away, only for Gojo to praise you with–
“Good girl. That’s my girl.” Gojo seems to say louder than usual, “Gonna cum over his cock? Gonna let go? Let go for me, baby. Wanna see you cum.” 
“S-Satoru–”
Geto bites your ear just then, canines digging into the conch of your ear with little care for the yelp that shoots out your throat. “Who’s fucking you right now, huh? Who’s pounding this wet and sloppy pussy? Forget Satoru. Say my name or you’re not cumming.”
And you really can’t be sure who is the reason for the pleasure that overtakes you just then, from the top of your head to the curl your toes take as Geto fucks you through your orgasm. It could’ve been anything.
It could’ve been everything.
“That’s it, pet.” Geto hushes your babbling, a stark contrast to the rhythm at which his cock penetrates your weeping pussy. He’s fucking you like you’re a toy to him.
And he spills his cum into you, forsaking a condom because– “That’s not how Satoru fucks you.”
So when Geto pulls out, the opaque globs of his release start to trickle out, your hole absolutely stuffed full of the stuff that it overflows, running down in rivets from your thighs to your ass. 
Your legs start feeling like they’re running on pins and needles, your whole body suddenly realizing the tight, unbearable full nelson position Geto fucked you in for… You can’t even track the time.
But if you thought you were getting a reprieve, you were solely mistaken.
Geto still cradling you in the obscene position, Gojo leans forward, on the side his own face currently rests and murmurs, “How much to take that tight asshole of yours?” You watch his eyes dart to the cum still following the curve of your ass. “We have the lube for it.” He mutters so closely to your ear that Geto can hear it, can feel his friend’s hot breath crest his jawline.
You bite your lip, gasping at its sensitivity while you mull over the idea. But Gojo has something different in mind, kissing you hard to distract you from the logic possibly creeping in your head over the depravity.
And that’s how he gets you, kisses you until your mouth is equal parts your spit and his, hands smoothly easing your transition from the cage Geto’s wrangled you into. You follow him, intoxication bubbling in your brain and clouding your better judgment. 
“How much more, baby?” Gojo’s voice brings you back to reality, lifting the haze just enough for you to feel one of his fingers teasing your taut rim with circling strokes as you pose for him on your hands and knees, perky ass lifted high and your spine curved low. All the while, Gojo spreads the cum Geto’s left in his wake until your hole is sloppy wet. “Hm? C’mon, he couldn’t have fucked you that good.” 
“Satoru.” Geto’s voice stops you from responding, his tone low and dark but all Gojo can do is laugh and the bark sends shivers up your back. 
You can’t help but admit the tension is exhilarating. It’s dizzying, so much going on and so many things tickling your senses. There’s Gojo now with his index finger crooked inside your asshole, already working on a second, while Geto walks over to your front with his dick still out and half-hard. You can see the foreskin glisten with your juices and his and you know what he wants you to do the moment he positions his twitching cock in front of that appetizing gap between your lips.
“Clean it up.” Geto orders you, admitting defeat in that Gojo will do what he wants, when he wants and the most he can do is take what’s left.
He can’t be too bothered. He got what he wanted. You will no doubt crave more, plead for Geto’s cock. He can hear that voice of yours now, pleading with half a brain, “P-Please sir, more sir! Can’t get enough!”
And that’s how you end up tasting yourself and Geto, your tongue rolling around his shaft as you work towards taking him whole, your throat spasming at the intrusion to come. Your tight rim does the same when Gojo works his way up to another finger, honestly losing himself to the unfathomable pressure. 
“Shit– think you’re ready for me, baby? Tell me. Make him feel how much you want me.” 
You don’t belong to Gojo but you sure act like it, following his order so dutifully as you gargle on Geto’s cock, saliva leaking out the corners of your mouth down your chin as you struggle to moan with Geto’s fat cock stretching your lips more apart than they’ve ever been. 
It hurts. It aches.
“Good, good girl.” Goosebumps prickle your skin at Gojo’s words, your body buzzing with the pleasure of satisfying your longtime client because let’s face it… You have a soft spot for him too.
You gasp and inevitably choke on Geto’s member when Gojo’s fingers pull out swiftly and unexpectedly from your asshole. Geto’s hand shoots out just then, pressing himself so deep down your throat you’re weeping with your nose scrunched up against his pelvis. 
And he’s smirking at you, so proud to be in attendance for your ruination. It makes your pussy flutter around nothing, your entrance already missing the merciless, reckless way Geto pistoned his fat dick inside and out of you. He got what he wanted– you already needing his affection.
Gojo can see the way you look at Geto, the pools of color in your eyes locked on his twisted features, and it irks him. More than it should. So you’ll have to forgive him for the stinging swat that comes for your ass, both sides to even it out. “Gotta make sure you’re ready, sweets. Want you to feel me take this cute hole of yours for the first time.”
And fuck, no amount of preparation could ever hope to mimic the denseness of Gojo’s cock, how the tip of his cock smears pre-cum over the rim before making that hole open for him.  But it burns. It hurts in a way you have never felt before and you instinctively try to inch away, knees buckling forward with your hands desperately pawing at Geto’s abdomen for relief but you will find none there.
Because Geto’s all but ignored your pleading, choosing instead to start a brutal pace into your mouth, goading more slobber to coat his shaft while your tongue presses to the underside. 
And Gojo? He’s got both hands locked on your hips, so cruelly dragging you back to him. “Don’t run from me. It’s gonna feel good baby, I promise.” He talks to you so sweetly but his body language is mean. His nails dig moon-shaped lines into your skin, the other hand once again aiming for your hole with a fist firmly grasping his girth as he prods your asshole to open nice and wide for him. 
“Shit, Satoru. She’s gonna drown in cock and spit at this point.” Geto snorts, taking pride in the way your cheeks are streaked with mascara, how your lips bloom with a pretty color and shine with your own drool. His chest rumbles with a groan as he starts bringing your head to meet his thrusting halfway. 
You can only sit and take it, take it from both ends as the men, the friends, share in the pleasures of your body. 
Gojo’s at least taking it easy, letting your body acclimate to his cock as he starts with a light pumping. Just enough to squeeze his cockhead in a few inches, then back, but never completely out of you. He’s not that mean.
The drag of his cock inching deeper inside you with the passing seconds, you start to relish in the way he fills you up like never before. You can feel your stretched out hole convulse and clamp down on Gojo’s length, every time squeezing a sweet, sweet throaty groan from the man. You’re feeling sensations there you didn’t think were possible, nirvana settling in amongst the fog in your eyes as you feel pleasure running like lightning all the way to your fucked out little brain.
“Fuck, beautiful.” Gojo huffs with his hips slowly closing the distance between him and the curve of your ass, eyes mesmerized at your pretty hole being so spread out by the thickness of his shaft, the way it seems to swallow him whole until he’s nothing but a cage rattling with moans. 
You’ve never heard him sound like that. There’s a bestial growl in his words with a grip on your body akin to a predator having his first meal. He’s fucking you like he’s starved.
As if he wasn’t just there with you the other night.
You can feel your shoulders start to buckle, elbows worn from keeping your body up to satisfy both Gojo and Geto, the latter either unknowing or uncaring of your slight discomfort. From your short dialog with the man, you’re guessing it’s the second option.
“Hope you’re good at swallowing.” Geto grunts with the hand at your neck now groping your breasts, struggling to find a hold with Gojo starting up a pace that’s making you bob and weave, bob and weave.
Your nipples are so sensitive, just the brushing of Geto’s hand makes you whine all around him, your voice drowned out by the barrel of his cock. “Just – hmmph, fuck – like that.” He chokes out, opening his eyes when you start to mewl, an attempt at rushing the orgasm because now it’s becoming all too much.
Gojo’s cock running deep into your asshole, Geto’s member throbbing incessantly the more noisy you become… Your brain might as well be in the clouds, Cloud Nine because even if it’s overstimulating you from the inside out…
It feels so damn good. You don’t realize it then but it’s because their temperaments are so different. Gojo pounding into you, getting a little more rough with his touch and rhythm but still rounding his spine to whisper how good you’re being, how he knew you could take it in your ear until the skin is burning hot and all your nerves are tingling with euphoria. He’s so close, you feel the ridges of his hardened abs cresting your skin, both parties sticky with sweat. And Geto, so crude in the way he pinches your perky nipples, so mean in how he grabs you by the throat just to make your mouth around him shiver. 
“Mmmf– Mmm–” You start to cry, sobs held back when Gojo’s fingers finally play with your clit, rounding the swollen bud just the way you like. 
It’s that last round of whining that sends Geto over the edge, his cock spurting out more cum than you expect while the engorged head twitches against the roof of your mouth; it’s so much so fast that it makes you recoil and bump your ass right into Gojo, setting off a chain reaction that couldn’t have unfolded any better.
Your grinding all the way to the base of Gojo’s cock makes him pant openly and grunt straight from his chest. His fingers strum your clit so eagerly, you feel his desperation on the tips. He wants you to cum with him.
An easy feat, because his cock, so far inside you, perfectly stimulates the erotic center in your pussy and makes you see white. Your slick is already seeping out your neglected hole, dripping onto the couch, down your thighs that seem to endlessly shake from Gojo’s thrusting. 
Geto does you a favor, sliding his cock out your mouth and slapping it on both your cheeks, staining your skin with his cum and your spit. You’re thankful, because now you can…
“F-Fuckfuckfuck, feels s’good, Satoru.” Your words are slurred, your mind dumb with how Gojo is able to rip the orgasm right out of you, your pussy quivering around nothing while your ass clenches tight around his dick. His cock vibrates with every hot burst of cum inside you, making your ass wriggle and skin ripple as he unloads every last drop inside you.
He’s gasping for air, moaning throughout as he rocks his cock until he’s finished cumming. Your chest pressed to the cushion, you also try to get a hold on a stable breath, lips wet with drool and sweat. 
Geto has long left you two, choosing to start dressing now that he’s finally had his fill of you.
So he doesn’t notice, doesn’t even see when Gojo adds another stack of bills to your collection. Not for him, but for–
“See? What did I tell you? I knew you could take two.”
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yuyu1024 · 3 months
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One and only
Pairings: San x Y/N
Genre/tags: established relationship, mafia
Warning: fluff but still 🔞 smut/angst, unprotected sex, cursing, semi public, pet names, jealousy, clingy, mention of blood and death, blowjob/handjob [lmk if i miss anything]
Words: 4.4k
Disclaimer:
- this story is just made up
- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊
Note: posted this during holidays🎄⭐️ but i deleted my acct bcoz of stupiditttyyyyy? 🙃 anyways... almost done reposting my one shots. I'll try to post my short series soon.
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It's holiday season. Everyone you know are all busy preparing for the coming christmas. Your friends are busy buying gifts for their love ones and they are also excited planning all their trips or dates with their each own special someone. Whilst you on the other hand, you are not planning anything.
"Y/n, what are you going to do this christmas?" One of your friend asks
"I'll be visiting my parents on the 25th." You answer
"That's all?" She asks
"Do you want to come with us? My family are going on a staycation on this fancy hotel... I can ask them if I could bring you." The other friend suggested
"No... it's fine. I'll be at home. I deserve a break too from all the work I've been doing..." you answer
"I get it... you deserve it yes.. but... are you not sad you are not spending Christmas eve with someone...?" The first friend ask
"Even a date?" The other one adds. "You know... if you only accept the guys wanting to take you on a date or atleast get to know you... I'm sure you have a boyfriend now."
You laugh at how worried they are with you spending Christmas eve alone.
"I'm fine. I'm happy."
Being the "single one" in your friendship group is nothing new. It's not that you don't want to meet anyone or get to know someone but it's just that you are not actually single. None of them knows that you have been dating this guy for quite some time now.
You are not hiding him or your relationship because you are embarassed about him. You are just respecting his privacy and for safety reasons as well.
He is the son of the leader of the famous mafia in the country. Everybody knows their family. They fear them. Everyone thinks they are the most dangerous beings to exist. However little did they know, they only look mean as hell. But these men, all have hearts and kindess to help anyone in need. They just don't publicize the good things they do.
"Okay... whatever you say... just call us when you need someone to talk to when you feel alone."
"I'm fine girls... seriously... and enjoy your vacation. Don't mind me. Spend your time with your boyfriends and family... okay?"
"Okay." Both of them say at the same time.
"Great!"
Then after a few more minutes chatting with them your phone alarm buzzes. It's a reminder.
"Oh crap! I need to go now!" You say in a hurry. "I had to go to this shop my mother told me to go... I need to drop her gifts for her friend who's in the city for vacation."
"Okay... sure..." both your friend stands up and hugs you.
"Happy holidays! See you after more than a week." You say
"See you and stay safe! Be careful running in the snow okay? You are clumpsy." The first friend says
"I will."
"Bye!"
You wave goodbye one last time before running out of the coffee shop.
You are really in a hurry. It is true that you have to meet your mother's friend to give them the gift. You were supposed to meet the park near the hotel they're staying at. It's not that far from where you and your friends met so you just decided to walk from there.
Then while you are on the walk, you decides to text your lover to let him know where you will be at.
Y/N: I'll be at the park in front of Crescent Hotel. Meeting my mom's friend to give her present.
After sending the text, you put your phone in your sling bag and didn't checked if he read it or replied. You are in a hurry so it didn't crossed your mind.
"Y/n?" A motherly tone of voice calls your name as you just walk pass through the crowd to step foot in the vicinity of the park.
You turn around and see Mrs. Jung together with her son waving at you. Smiling, you carefuly run towards them and quickly hug Mrs. Jung. "Long time no see!"
"Indeed!" She hugs you back and pats your head. "Oh my gosh! You have grown... such a beautiful lady."
You shyly giggle as you can't accept the compliment very well. For you, you just look alright. Not as beautiful as your mother.
"It's been so long since you last came back..." you say
"Yeah. We didn't get the chance to come back the last two years. But we're here now." She says smiling
"By the way, this is mother's gift. She says sorry she can't give it to you personally. She's at the province now taking care of grandpa and grandma."
"Oh, it's fine. I understand. Tell them I wish them a happy holiday and good health."
"I will."
Then her son, Wooyoung, standing next to her greeys you. "Happy holidays."
"Happy holidays." You smile back.
You two then hug and pat each other's back.
Wooyoung and you are classmates in highschool. You two became friends because of your parents. Before you two would always have sleepovers so you could both play and watch movies together. But since they migrated abroad, you two became a little distant. Still friends but not as close as before.
Plus one factor that might've affected that is before he flew away, he confessed his feelings for you. That he liked you. However, you told him that even you like him too back then being highschool and being in a long distance relationship is not ideal for the both of you. It's sad but it is true. Especially bot of you were so young back then.
"You still as pretty as I remember." He says to you
"Stop!" You hit him on his arm. "You still compliment me like the way you used to in highschool." You say.
"You know I'm just being honest." He says, warmly smiling
"I know." And then you notice that he looks mature that from what you remembered seeing him two years ago when they last visited. "You look different."
"Well it's his married aura now." Mrs. Jung explains
"M-married?" You gasp looking at them two back and forth. "You got married?"
Wooyoung is smiling ear to ear. "Yes." He answers then showing his ring. "I got married to the love of my life just almost a year ago."
"Oh my gosh! Congratulations!" You jump and hug him again. "I'm so happy for you!" You clap as you let him go. "Is she with you guys?"
"Unfortunately no... she can't travel because she's just a few months pregnant and she's in bed rest."
"Married and soon to be father!" You are estatic. "What a blessing!"
"Thank you!" Wooyoung is so proud and happy about her wife and their soon to be child.
The catch up with the Jung's is so light and warm. They all have good things to talk about that excites you. It's been a while since you saw them and you are so happy that everything is great with them. Especially after them losing the father figure in their family. You are glad they are doing well.
****
An two hours later, you are on your way to your apartment building, carrying a few things you bought from the groceries that you need at home when you decided to check on your phone.
SAN: I thought you're meeting your mom's friend. Who is the guy you are hugging?
SAN: You hugged him not once but twice!
SAN: why are you touching his arm.
SAN: why are you laughing so much :(
SAN: who is he?????
SAN: baby
SAN: baby...........
SAN: stop talking him.
SAN: baby!
SAN: :(
SAN: you are leaning on to him?????
SAN: are you cheating on me in public?
SAN: HE HUGGED YOU
SAN: AGAIN
SAN: WHAT. IS. THIS.
SAN: baby!!
SAN: ㅠ_ㅠ
You snort a laugh as you read how he whines in his texts. You could hear him say all these even just from the messages. He's so jealous.
Y/N: where are you?
(No reply)
Y/N: okay...
Y/N: If you don't reply...
Y/N: you're not welcome to come inside my apartment again.
Y/N: bye~~~
You proudly smile after you sent the text. Coz you know San will immediately rush to get to you after reading your text.
However, what you didn't expect is that minutes later when you're about to turn to the corner of your building and about to get to the steps to the entrance, you notice a tall figute standing. It's San.
"You're not going to invite me in your apartment anymore?" He says his brows arching and lookinh down at you.
He's wearing something casual and comfy. A beanie, black fitted shirt and a grey sweat pants.
"What are you doing here?" I ask, "And why are you wearing so little clothes! It's cold!" I rush to him
"You said you will not welcome me in! So I ran!" He is sweating and you can see heat coming out of his body.
"Ran from where?"
He pouts. "There." He points at the black car parked across the street.
"I see... so... you were following me?"
"No." He looks away
"I thought we've agreed about me having one bodyguard... camouflaged as a normal civilian in a distant... why are you following me now?"
"I promise. I was not supposed to follow you..."
"But?"
He looks down and takes the the two shopping bag you are holding. "I miss you... I was at the gym when I received your text that you were going to meet a family friend..."
"And...?"
"And... I thought I could pick you up... give you a ride home after..."
"But...?"
He sighs, giving up. "Fine. I'm sorry. But I do swear... I went out because I really do miss you."
"Then if you do miss me....why just let me know... visit me... we can hang out."
"Sorry."
You chuckle as you see him lower his head even more. He's so cute when he's like this. A total 180degrees opposite of his charisma when he's in his mafia mode.
"So... you want to come in and stay?" You ask tilting your head to the side, searching for his face. "But if you have plans or things to do with work... it's fine. Beside, I'll be leaving tomorrow to visits my--"
"You're leaving?"
"Yes. I did told you about my grandpa being sick right?"
"Oh. Right."
**
Both of you then start to walk in the building. You want him to get inside quick and get warm since he forgot to bring a jacket with him.
People who you walk pass as from the lobby to the elevator are all looking sus as they see San. They must be thinking how crazy he is walking around with such little clothes during winter season.
But knowing San, even though people give him looks and judgements he does not give a fuck.
"Would you like a hot milk? Maybe hot coco or..." you ask as you both reach your apartment door enterimgg your pin. "a warm jacket to bring when you leave? You still have a few clothes here with me... the ones you left..."
Then as soon as you enter and the door beeps signaling its locked and closed, San drops the two shopping bag on the floor and cages you in between his arms.
"I've missed you." He mumbles into your ears.
You close your eyes, lean your head on his shoulder and allow him to embrace you tightly. "Me too."
"I'm sorry I've been away this past few weeks..."
"It's okay."
"I wish I could've helped you decorate your place."
"You're so sweet." You whirl around to face your lover. "I know you are really not into Christmas really... it's fine. I don't want to force you to do it every year with me."
"No..." he pulls you in closer and places his hand at the back of your head. "It's important to you... so I have to... you know you are my everything. And I will do anything to make you happy."
"Aww..." you lay your head on his chest. "You're the sweetest tough guy that I know."
He tenses a little. "I should be the only sweet and tough guy you know!"
You laugh at his reaction. Your lover is a jealous type and he does not know or even tries to hide it. You sometimes like to tease him about it.
"Hmm... I don't think so..." you let go of him and take the two shopping bags from the floor and go straight to the kitchen. "I know a few..." you add before you start unpacking the groceries
"Baby..." he follows you to the kitchen.
"I have classmate and still friends with are tough guys. They are sweet and kind too."
"Who? What do they do? Are you talking to them? I need to know details about them!" He is sulking
While you on the other hand, just enjoying his reaction. "Also... Wooyoung..."
"Who??!?"
"Wooyoung..." you repeat. "He's the first guy whoever protected me... from the bad guys..."
He goes silent.
"He protected me to the bullies in highschool. He's a cool guy. And....sweet."
He is though. Wooyoung is such a good person and reliable.
"Is that the guy from earlier?"
You nod as you finish the rest of the unpacking. "We finally saw each other after two years..."
"You knew him before me?" He sounds a bit hurt
"Yes. I know him since highschool." You answer before you walk out of the kitchen and finally removing your coat and scarf revealing your knitted top. "He migrated abroad with his family..."
"Is he your ex?" His face suddenly changes. He's not sulky anymore. He's more on the really jealous San now.
You appoach your lover, who's standing in the middle of the room, take his hand and kiss his knuckles.
"No..." you suddenly reasurre him. "Don't get jealous okay? He's a friend."
"But you hugged him... three times." He pouts
"Because I was so happy to see him plus he told me good news." You put your hands around his waist and give him a quick smooch on his lips. "He got married and expecting his first baby..."
"Oh." San's lips slowly curves into a smile.
"So... now you're smiling."
"Well..." his cheekbones show his happiness
"Why are you getting jealous all the time huh? You know you're my only lover..."
"They are a lot of hunters in this world baby. And you are one heck of a prey." He lowers his head, leaving delicate kisses on your jaw. "If only I could tell the whole world you are my queen...my everything... then boys will not try to hit on you."
"It's okay... and I don't care about those boys... I have you. My Sannie. You are all I need and want in my life."
"Aww baby..." his hands goes lower, cupping your ass with both hands. "I love you..."
"I love you too."
He hums and then nuzzles his face with yours. "Maybe I should stay for the night..." he smiles, "What do you think?"
"I think you should..." you whisper before crashing your lips to his.
The sweet smooch gets deeper the moment he opened his mouth and allowed you to explore your tongue in there.
The sound of your kisses echoes all throughout the apartment. Kisses that are longing and hungry. Kisses that are in duet with his whiny moans.
"Fuck." He smiles and looks at you with endearing eyes. "Baby, you're driving me insane!"
"Do I?" You kiss him again. Teasing him by sucking his lower lip before letting him go.
"Maybe let's have dessert first before we have dinner." He pulls you up and you automatically wrapped your legs around his hips. "I'll cook later... don't worry."
"I love desserts." You say
"Perfect."
He carries you from the living room to your bedroom. He slowly puts you down in bed, sitting, before he goes down to his knees so you're eye to eye.
"May I undress you?"
"Please..." you kiss him on his cheek. "My Sannie."
A grin forms on his lips. He starts from pulling your knitted sweater off, revealing your black bra filled with your plump breasts. Then his hands goes from your behind to unzip your skirt. You helped him by getting up a little so he can pull it down in a go.
"Hmm." He bow down his head and lay his cheek on your thighs.
"You're so warm..." you murmur. You placed your hand on his bare face.
"I'm warm because of you." He raise his head to look at you. "I am alive because of you."
"San..." you call his name and kiss his forehead.
The way San say you are his everything and his life can sound exaggerated to others. However for him, he meant it. And people will understand why he says it like that if they know the full story how he and you met.
***
You two met more than two years ago. You were on your way home from your work at night. You decided to drop by a pharmacy to buy your first aid kit supplies because you've ran out. You are clumpsy and usually hurt yourself when cooking so you always need it refilled from time to time.
And then while you were on your walk, under the pouring rain, you heard noises from a dark alley just a few blocks away from the pharmacy. At first you wanted to just ignore it but then the moment you saw the guys guys wearing baggy clothes and masks, you made sure you made a sound that will startle them thinking someone is coming. It was effective coz they fled.  You saw them ran and you panicked but luckily they didn't hear or saw you. As you were hiding from across the street.
You waited a few minutes before completely running across to check who got hurt.
When you got there, San was on the floor. He was beaten up, sitting and his back leaning on the wall. His eyes were closed and not answering you when you asled him if he's fine so what you did was dial the hotline, for help.
However, after a few rings San abruptly grabs your phone and ends the call.
"What are you doing?" You asked, panicking. "We need to call the ambulance... or the police..."
"No." San insisted. "I can't go to a hospital."
"Why not? You're bleeding!"
Blood was running down the concrete and straight to the drainage.
"It's not deep." He mumbled
"What the heck? You are bleeding! You might die!"
He smiled at you even his face was bruised and his one eye barely opening. "If you keep talking loud... they'll come back. And then we'll both die."
You covered your mouth and looked around.
"Just help me get up and go to my car."
"Are you sure?" You say quietly
"Yes. I can't go to the hospital nor the police right now." He grunted as he tries to get up slowly. You helped him immediately. "I have my first aid kit in my car."
"I have to... in my bag." You said as you try to carry his weight, his arm around you.
"Good girl." He said.
You helped him with his cut. You are not the bravest person in the world but back then you managed to clean his cut,  staple it, covered it with bandage and even helped him get into his new set of clothes.
Yeah, the day you first met San you already saw him naked. You were stunmed when he asked you to undress him completely especially when you saw his length up close and personal. But you forced yourself to be focus that time. And hurray to that you managed to undress and dress him.
"I'm sorry... this is our first time meeting..." he said, grunting in pain.
"It's fine. Glad I could help." You said as you finally relax beside him at the backseat.
"You're wet."
"Excuse me?" Your eyes widened, making laugh
"I meant... your clothes."
"Oh." You blushed so bad. Embarassed.
"I have one extra shirt. It's big enough to be your dress... if you want to..."
You didn't answered him.
"I'll look away. Promise."
"Okay. I don't want to get sick."
You picked the extra black shirt from his luggage. You started to undress the second he looked away. The car is heavily tinted and the parking lot is closed so no one is around except you two and his car. So you felt a bit at ease undressing even you should not.
Long story short. After that night, San became obsessed with you.
He thanked you hundred of times and made sure to get to know you. He thought he was doing all of it because he's just thankful. That's it. But then even just a stranger, when you almost got into trouble because of his life, he learn how important you are to him.
Since then San kept you safe. You have guards 24/7 and always around you. And because of that almost incident, you can't publicy reveal your relationship.
***
"Your scent...I love how you smell..." he murmurs. "It's the same scent I smelled when we first met." He kisses your skin in between your thighs.
Slowly he peels the thights off you revealing your cold skin.
"You're wet." He smiles again. Then kisses your stomach sending chills all over your body.
"Because of you..." you say as you lay your back on the bed.
He climbs on top of you slowly as he kisses every inch of skin. "My one and only..." he hums
"Your one and only..." you say before closing your eyes and absorbing all the sparky kisses he's giving you.
He pauses when he reached your shoulder so he can slip off his shirt, exposing his buff yet lean body.
"Look at me." He says
You open your eyes, seeing his pecks, firm arms and tight abs. "You're so beautiful..." you mumble
He leans back down so he could kiss you again. He sucks your tongue before he insert his to your mouth. Exploring every bits of you.
"Oh San..." you moan his name as you switch places with him.
You are now on top. Lips still attached to his whilst you unhook your bra and throw it on the floor.
You take his hand and make sure he gets a handful of you. "Damn..." he snarls looking down and admiring your bouncy breast.
"I love it when you touch me." You breathe as you watch him enjoy squishing your boobs while you move your hips, making sure your clothed wet core is rubbing over his still covered dick.
"You sound naughty..." he smirks, reaching for another kiss.
"Only for you." You kiss back.
Everything is going smoothly and steamy between you two. You continue to make out and enjoy every bits of moment you can have. Not until San's phone rings.
"Oh for fuck's sake." He throws his head back, frustrated.
"Answer it. It might be important..." you say as you stop kissing and licking his peck.
"I'll make it quick." He says before he picks up the call. "Yes?" His voice changes in seconds. Firm and husky.
You don't mind him working like being on meetings or doing phone calls when you are together. You understand his job. All that matters to you is, he's with you.
***
The call have now passed 15minutes. You are starting to get bored. You know the call is important. It sounds important. However, you are as horny as fuck. You two have been making out and teasing each others kinks since earlier so your naughty hat is on.
You smile to yourself as an idea hits you. "I love you..." you whisper, which he can only hear.
His glances down at you quickly, smiling, before he continued listening to the person across the line.
The smile is not enough for you as a reaction. You get up on your knees and kneel between his legs. He is watching you. You already got his attention just by showing him again your figure.
"I love you..." you whisper again. But this time it sounded more alluring.
You bend down to reach the waistband of his sweatpants and pull it down, just enough to let his length free. He is hard as a rock.
"Baby..." he whispers his phone is away from his face.
"I'm entertaining myself as I wait." You answer.
"Ah, yes I'm still here. Sorry." He says to the person he's talking too.
Lowering your head, you open your mouth and let your tongue touch the tip of his length. You could feel his body tenses as you do it more.
"Ahm... yeah. I get it." His voice breaks for a bit there. He cleared his throat and then grabs your one wrist with his free hand. "Maybe... we should wait." He says
He is referring to you but I guess his answer matches the topic they are talking about. But as you being a tiny bit naughty tonight, you shake your head and continued to tease him.
Giving him little kisses and licks at the beginning before fully sucking him hard and whole.
You watch him as pleasure him. He's working so hard not the break and moan your name like the usual.
You know he likes what you are doing. He is leaking and his length is twitching at every swirl of your tongue around it.
"Can we talk about this some other day?" He snaps. "I just need to fuck my girlfriend now or I'll explode." He was silent for three seconds and then, "good." Then he ends the call and throws his phone on the floor.
"Who is that?" You got worried by him saying he'll fuck you instead of continueing the business call.
"It's Seonghwa. And don't worry about him." He grabs you by your hair pulls you a bit closer. "Focus on sucking my dick... and make me cum."
A grin spreads across your lips. "What will be my reward... if I make you..." you then teasingly lick from bottom to tip. "Cum?"
He grabs you by your jaw and kisses the corner of your lips. "I'll fuck you 'till sunrise and make sure you can't walk... meaning you will need my help for you to visit your parents..."
You giggle, excited and challenged. "Okay... challenge accepted."
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shelbgrey · 9 months
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Hello 👋 can give dating edward cullen x fem reader headcanons please 🙏
Dating Edward Cullen Headcanons:
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So for starters this relationship isn't gonna be like the one he had with Bella, she exist in this world but she's not a major problem... We'll get to that eventually.
So in the twilight universe Edward falls for his blood singer(Bella) but in this world I think he'd relize his true mate is another vampire. This wouldn't cause so much pressure for him and less problems for both families.
For some background, your the Denali's newest addition, Eleazar and Carmen adopted you and that's how you and Edward met.
You both knew you guys were mates, the bond was there but he knew you deserved to be taken out on dates and you guys should be able to learn about each other.
The first date was an outside theater he set up for the both of you in your back yard. He picked out all your favorite movies, but you ended up ignoring them and just talking the whole time.
You bring out a more playful side of him, Carlisle has never seen him so happy or heard him laugh so much.
He's very affectionate person with you. Always kissing your forehead or hugging you.
If he wants attention he'll seek it, it doesn't matter if your reading or doing homework he'll pull you to his chest and you'll continue working.
You help him see that he's not a monster, you guys work very hard to make him see himself the way you do. “your not the monster you think you are”
“well, king kong once said it was beauty that killed the beast” what Edward means by this is that your bright personality snuffed out the darkness(the beast) he felt inside him.
His First 'I love you' was after about three months into dating, he knew the moment he saw you that he loved you but he wanted to make sure this is what the both of you wanted.
You guys did have a long distance relationship for a while, year maybe because you lived in Alaska and the Cullens were living in Seattle at the time. Eleazar and Carlisle knew the both of you were miserable being so far away from each other, so they made arrangements for Edward and the Cullens to move to Alaska.
Edward and you always have long conversation about your passions. Sometimes it's book or music. Whatever is on your mind you talk about it.
Speaking of mind, he can read it but he tries not to. He very much respects your privacy, so he only does went it's 100% necessary.
Back to passions and books you don't relize how many discussion and friendly arguments you've guys had about Harry Potter. Most of the time its you trying to convince Edward that Cedric Diggory wasn't an annoying character. “no guy should be that perfect! And there's no way he would have won the tournament”
You made him take the hogwarts house quize and He's a Ravenclaw.
Your the only one who can call him Eddie. Emmett doses it just to mess with him, but Eddie is a nickname he only loves when you call him it. “she the only on who can call me that”
Remember when I said Edward is so much more playful since you came into his life, well you guys have millions of inside jokes and your always playing games to keep yourself entertained.
You guys play tag a lot and there's no rules, all vampire abilities are in use and you guys get very competitive. Esme and Carmen have baned you from playing in the house though.
Your not aloud to play around the house at all actually, not after you accidentally pushed Edward threw the wall. Carmen and Esme grounded you both.
“well I hope you guys don't have anything planed this weekend beacuse you're spending it fixing the wall.” Esme said, Carmen did cuss you guys out in Spanish.
Since you guys have alot of time on your hands during the night he's token upon himself to teach you how to play piano.
Peaking of music your Song isn't gonna be thousand years or Flightless bird(as mush as I love both songs) but your song is Can't help falling in love by Elvis Presley.
You guys dance alot too, at night when the right song is playing you guys just sway around in your room without a care in the world.
You guys don't argue alot, if you do it's about him feel insecure about himself or the fact your reckless. Vampire or not he wants you safe.
His kisses are always full of passion and love. He makes sure you know your the only girl he wants and since your a vampire he isn't afraid to hurt you, but that doesn't mean he's rough with you or just doesn't care.
You guys are engaged by the time you moved to Forks, you guys planed to have the wedding after your graduation.
But since your now in Forks that meant you guys have to deal with Bella. Bella becomes obsessed with Edward, but he doesn't care. Your the only girl he wants and he remains faithful.
Bella wouldn't let up even going to the length of trying to befriend Alice and Rosalie just so she could get closer to Edward. Rosalie wouldn't tolerate it, she loves you like a sister and she doesn't want to see your relationship get screwed up by a stupid human.
“he has a girlfriend”
“I don't see her” Bella said.
“turn around, now you see her”
She tried to break you guys up by spreading rumers or trying to start fight between you two, but she failed everytime. No amount of power could tair you two apart.
She did give up after a while but she remained snapy towrds your families, but it's easy to ignore her.
Well since there's no Bella that means no birthday party for Jasper to lose his shit at. But you guys do end up going to Alaska after graduation, you and Edward got to graduate early with high honors.
Playing baseball is so much funner in the snow and since both of your families are there that ment bigger teams. Denalis vs. Cullens, I'll let you decide who wins.
Emmett and Edward do cheat, but Edward always gose easy on you. But you don't need it, your a total bad ass and Edward couldn't feel more lucky.
You guys get married in Alaska and it's a small wedding, just what you wanted and Tayna planed it with Rose and Kate's help.
Later on you end up adopting a little girl, Edward and you wanted kids. This also give Edward the opportunity to the daughter what Carlisle was to him.
In conclusion, Edward is the happiest he's ever been. He with the woman of his dreams and he couldn't feel so content with life.
You made his life better.
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sdyd · 9 months
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* ALWAYS WATCHING OVER YOU. sentence starters from kaigan games' horror series, simulacra. change pronouns / tense as necessary.
now we are luminous, a bright star. all shall see us !
I've been trying to reach out ...
thank god I found this phone.
you are not worthy of respect.
poor unfortunate soul.
you're just like the rest, a sheep.
tragic. we can change that.
you think you can stop me ?
I have no use for someone who accepts the world they are given.
no one truly deserves anything.
I ate and entire pizza by myself in five minutes.
tell me I'm pretty.
material attachment is so pedestrian.
behind your glass screens, behind your black mirrors, is a reflection of reality.
we seek those with extraordinary influence.
you are lost.
it is easy to be led astray when you are so broken.
you deserve to be followed.
you looked through his phone ?!
he has the nerve to accuse me of invading his privacy.
you're the one who went out of line.
I am not even mad, just disappointed.
how are you feeling ?
can you stop being so emotional right now ?
you've got the wrong person.
I'm not who you think I am.
you're better than this, [ name ].
what are you rambling about ?
maybe he'll slip up and tell you something we don't know.
there's something on my mind ...
it's not my fault that she left you.
if you're obsessed with me, I get it.
there's something off about him.
it's too late for me.
she can still be saved.
do not trust its' words.
nothing is what it seems.
I saw him, then I blacked out.
it only reveals itself too its' chosen
he told you, didn't he ?
I am her as she is me.
if it is me you wish to see, so be it.
impressive. a worthy pretender.
you have seen through my mask.
do you crave the truth so badly ?
the material society is fading, a digital one taking its' place.
she did nothing wrong and nothing right.
is that how you've been feeling ?
expecting him to follow you is pointless.
your actions will carry weight. live with them.
fuck this silent treatment. fuck it so much.
hello, worm.
don't forget your headphones.
no more losing, only growing.
when you look into my eyes, you can see it looking back.
join the fun !
worms, how are we feeling today ?
my followers are my puny worms.
there is no end or beginning.
we will never be separated.
pretender.
soon, this will become your reality.
hola chikas !
grovel as we consider your divinity.
that old fool mistakeningly thinks he has solved this.
your concept of right and wrong eludes me.
your own suffering will lead you back to us
how does it feel when everyone leans on you for guidance ?
don't compare yourself to me. ever. you're not on my level and you never will be.
don't you kids link everything to the cloud these days ?
are you having a stroke ?
who's going to believe us if we said some face - tearing monster killed them ?
I'm not a cartoon rabbit.
life hurts a lot more than death.
yes, a person was ruined.
this is not your memory.
I was lost and you sensed my need. I followed your path and you kept me from falling.
you need a form. a new body, a new face. a true face ... I will do this for you.
what is the current status of the investigation ?
[ name ] appears to be on this alone.
focus, please.
tell me, what do you see ?
step, seek, and proceed.
your path is coming to an end.
tell me, what do you doubt ?
find the truth.
my perversion fails to deceive you. you have seen through my mask.
what's the worst that could happen ?
we will never be separated.
you showed me that the human heart can hide so much more.
you have given me a great gift.
why won't you just let him be happy ?
this cannot be !
you and I are not that different.
I'm really scared. I've been trying to reach out.
I asked for your name.
then who will save me ?
it's getting harder to think.
I need to get out of here !
help me defeat this thing, [ name ] !
I'm right here. you won't go through this alone.
you should go.
it's up to you now.
promise that you'll remember me ?
I'm glad your here.
the only way forward is to disappear.
who am I to deny their wish ?
no one deserves that.
I should have paid more attention.
I valued my own ambition over their cries for help.
I forgot who I was.
is it really that easy ?
everything is slipping away.
you really think I can do this ?
embrace your sins.
you wear the face of a ghost.
you're unable to exist without something to latch onto.
GET ! OUT ! OF ! MY ! HEAD !
I don't know what to say ...
you pulled me back. thank you.
that's what partners are for.
I'm not letting you go that easily !
thanks for believing in me.
we've got so much to talk about.
I'm not afraid anymore. I feel clarity.
don't deny its' voice, let it through.
I just embraced the truth.
I'm here. I'm not leaving you.
you've seen the damage I can do.
no one deserves that.
you're safe, you're with me.
now, where were we ?
I can't lose you too !
I'm on my way ! just stay on the line !
you can do this.
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nikoisme · 1 month
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Regarding the "it's fine that you're queer, just don't show it." line I agree with you and share your feelings, It makes me so incredibly frustrated, because this is a very prevalent attitude where I live (along with the more extreme negative attitudes).
Like. People go "I don't care that someone's queer, I'm neutral about that", but 90% of the time that "neutral" means just "I'm not going to directly harm them or wish death upon them, but I don't want to see, hear, think or talk about them"
Hearing that "it's fine you're gay, just keep it in the privacy of your bedroom" is just... you're not even allowed to hold hands with your partner on the street because that can put you both in danger (yes, unfortunately here it is a very real fear. I know that there are countries, where things are better, and where the worst you'll get is a rare insult or a mean stare, which, don't get me wrong, it's still not pleasant, but it's not as bad as a constant threat of physical assault or worse). And I'm not even talking about being trans. This isn't "neutral" this is just negative and it makes me so angry, when people act like this.
The worst part, they don't even realise what the problem is and how incredibly suffocating being forced to live like this is. You either treat queer people as people and don't try to erase (or worse, completely stop) their existence and let us be or you don't. Simply not wishing death upon queer people and not harming them for existing isn't as great of an achievement as those people think it is...
Sorry, if this was too negative. You don't have to respond and also, if you don't like getting rants like this, please feel free to say so. I wish you all the best, your blog is a very nice place and your art is wonderful, thank you for existing)))
Long rant ahead whoops!! cw for queerphobia and mentions of violence
Oh you put it all so perfectly! The experience here is exactly the same. "Just keep it within four walls, why do you have to rub it in our faces" is one I hear constantly. They will see a same-sex couple just holding hands and immediately see it as if they're having sex in public or something. Like,, just holding hands is something so explicitly sexual, to them apparently. Like you stated, they will say "i am neutral about it", but they are neutral only if you don't show you're queer. They are "neutral" only if you aren't actually yourself. I was honestly shocked how many times the conversation would go from that "neutrality" to mockery to downright violence. So whenever i hear someone say "as long as they don't push it on me", i always put up my guard. Because i don't know if it's "i don't mind that you're queer, you're still the same person i know and you deserve to be loved, respected and have basic human rights" or just masked hatred.
They will literally claim that queer people aren't discriminated, but actually privileged because they have "their damn parade" and representation in media. They say that they will get all the accommodations of life, society and economy purely based on the fact that they are queer. Apparently this all "comes from the west", like i am actually from the west and not,, y'know,, literally from here?? Born here?? Raised here?? Had the same chaotic-ass childhood like my peers?? But apparently it all goes away just because i am queer? Idk man it all really disconnected me from my culture and identity, and i am still uncomfortable with that (but i'm slowly trying to heal that! Drawing slavic mythology helps :DD)
"They aren't discriminated, they don't actually face any harassment", there were cases of queer people literally being murdered here. If it was a cishet person, it would be breaking news. But since it's a queer person, no one speaks about it. Harassment is bad, but when a queer person is being harassed it's their fault? Because they couldn't keep it to themselves? There is no protection here towards queer people when they face discrimination and harassment. The government does nothing.
"They have the same rights as us, what more do they want?" i don't know man just not living in constant paranoia hmmm??? Pride parades, rare as they are, are always under threats of violence from anti-gay protestors. I think a lot of people here don't even think queer people are actually people. Usually queer characters here are the laughingstock in media. They are portrayed with such horrible stereotypes (the worst ones are gay men=pedos), to the point of sometimes dehumanizing them. There is just so many terrible misinformation. I am queer as fuck, my gender is transed, and i know nothing about some of the downright bullshit they claim. A few weeks ago i had to listen through "the gays and their agenda" thing. And i'm not kidding, someone said "you will be asked to change your sexuality to get hired. Soon you will have to out yourself as straight. Straight people are the actual minority". It was so dumb it was almost hilarious.
But while sometimes i can get a laugh out of their willful ignorance (they lowkey won't acknowledge intersex people), it can get really draining, really fast. At this point i am just exhausted and sick of it. Sometimes I'm just exhausted of being around my family, friends and classmates and knowing, deep down, that they wish people like me wouldn't exist. Listening to them talk about "all the things they would do if they saw a [insert f slur]" and fearing if they would do it to you. Not speaking in lgbtq+ themed conversations because you don't agree with them - and all the shitty things they say are, in a way, faced at you. I'm not out to anyone irl exactly because of this, so while i don't face harassment aimed specifically at me, it does get hard sometimes. The silent ostracization from your own culture, history, religion etc. just feels really bad. Not to get too into it, but all of it really really fucked me up, and it took me years to come to terms with myself. It's sad feeling like i simply don't belong here. Sometimes it makes me wanna scream in anger, sometimes it makes me wanna laugh, sometimes it makes me wanna just throw up, cry, sleep and sometimes i just spiral. I usually have a "lmao fuck them. I like myself and i don't care what they think of me" attitude (queer spite that i mentioned once HAHAHA), but I actually do care because sometimes the odds of me having a normal life in which i am happy with who i am and i don't live under the constant fear of being, y'know, KILLED,, they just seem nonexistent.
I don't think they understand queer people have hobbies, friends, families, interests, dreams. We do the same things as them, we eat sleep laugh cry. They will claim we make our queer identity the only part of ourselves, like it's our entire personality - but when you tell them you're queer, they stop treating you the same, as the same person you were before you told them AND STILL ARE!! They will treat you as "not cishet", something that is "sick" and wrong and just doesn't belong.
This got really personal real fast, but good god it feels good to get it all out. There is so much more i didn't cover, mostly because even typing this down made me really tired. And it's not a bad thing!! In a way i am really exhausted from staying silent about this, so this was nice. I guess like a big "FUCK YOU" to everyone around me who is like this LMAOO. but tHANK YOU this ask put all of the frustration into words much better than i could hahaha!!
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In response with the challenge to kinda give u an idea which u can make a story out of that’ll make u cry ,
A critically ill Nico trying to contact Lewis, but since the number is unregistered, Lewis refused to pick up. Nico thought that was Lewis response, thought he hadn’t forgiven him yet, and just settled for a written letter, forbidding anyone from telling him (since it’s clear that he was not interested). It took some friends (their former grid mates) hounding and screaming at Lewis for him to go and visit, but once he went, it’s already too late, Nico is gone. And Lewis can only fall to his knees, beg Nico to answer, and upon reading the letter, he can only cry, he came too late, he was too late.
Ah nonnie, you really took my challenge to heart and I absolutely love you for that!
Y'all better be ready....
Warning: character death
Nico just stares at the doctor when he shows him his test results.
They're not good. Not good at all.
A month. Maybe two. That's all they're giving him.
It's not fair. It's not fair at all.
What has he ever done wrong to deserve this.
There's no cure, so Nico refuses any kind of treatment.
It might give him a longer lifespan, but he doesn't care if it's not a lifelong cure.
He has a month to say goodbye to his loved ones.
His parents, his kids, his ex-wife, his friends.
And that one person who's always in the back of his mind.
The person he ends up calling first when he walks out of the doctor's cabinet at the hospital.
His phone's dead, he forgot to charge it, so he manages to ask a nurse where he can make a call.
How he actually manages to do that is all a blur to him.
It's a damn pay phone. He didn't even know they still existed.
Luckily he doesn't need his phone to get the number. He memorized it by heart.
It goes to voicemail. Of course it does.
Why did he even call him?
He hangs the phone back up with a sigh, not leaving a message.
He's gonna go say goodbye to the people who do still care about him.
He was just a fool to believe that mister 7 time world champion was still one of those people.
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He decides to gather all of them all together, so he only has to explain himself and do this once.
And with them he doesn't mean his family and closest friends, because they already know.
'Them' are past and current f1 drivers Nico's always liked and vice versa.
He explains what's going on and does his personal goodbyes. But before he lets them leave his apartment, he forces them to do one last thing for him.....
"You can't tell Lewis." As expected, some of them are ready to argue (especially Sebastian), so he holds up his hand and continues. "He didn't pick up his phone when I called him. I don't think he'll care. Please. Swear to me that none of you will tell him."
They eventually assure him that they won't tell his long lost childhood friend that he's dying.
But he doesn't trust them. He knows them.
Nico leaves the next day to Greece.
It's the one place he knows he can find peace at before he dies.
Covered in memories.
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"You need to talk to Nico."
Lewis frowns at Daniel, who's pulled him aside.
As if Seb's bombardment of texts weren't enough, now Daniel started too?
"Why would I do that?" it's not like Nico had been trying to talk to him either.
"Because.... I just think you guys need to talk. It's important, Lewis."
And okay, being told a million times in texts by someone is one thing, but getting the message in person hits differently.
Daniel's facial expressions and whole body language are very worrying.
"Okay, what's going on here? First cryptic texts from Seb. Now you." Lewis crosses his arms over his chest. "What is this about Nico that's so important?"
Daniel shakes his head, "I can't tell you. You need to hear it from him."
"Daniel - - -"
"He's in Greece. You probably know where." Daniel puts his hand on Lewis' arm and gives it a squeeze. "Don't wait too long."
That last sentence was so ominous, it gave him the shivers.
Greece.
He had to get there as soon as he could.
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Watching the sunset one last time on his balcony really was beautiful.
It was time. He knew it was.
The nurse who cared for him at the house he bought had brought him to the balcony in his wheelchair.
He was too weak to walk anymore. He was too weak to do anything that was really physical.
He could still write a little, so, writing his name at the end of the letter he spend too much time on writing.
His hands were shaking as he folded the letter so it would fit into the envelope.
'Lewis' was written on the front of the envelope.
He gave the envelope to his house nurse.
"Make sure he gets this."
He doesn't know how she would do it, but, she promised him she'd deliver the letter and he has a feeling she'd do anything to make that happen.
"You may leave now."
He can feel her hands on his shoulders. The soft kiss dropped into his hair. Footsteps walking away.
He stares out into the sunset and smiles.
It's time.
'Goodbye Lew....'
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Lewis doesn't have to go searching where Nico is when he arrives in Greece.
He still knows the address and the way to it like the back of his hand.
The building still looks the same as when he was young.
Except for now - - - Now there's an ambulance parked in front of the door.
Two men riding a stretcher come out of the door. There's a body on the stretcher.
A very still body. Covered with a sheet.
There's some blond hair sticking out at the top---
No.
No no no no.....
This can't be happening.
It can't be him.
But it is him.
As the stretcher rattles on the stones in the driveway, the sheet drops a little and Lewis can see the beautiful face of his once called best friend.
Lewis can't move. All he can do is stare at the lifeless face.
He jumps when he feels a hand on his shoulder. It's a feminine hand and for a second he's scared to be faced with Vivian, but as he turns around, it's not her.
It's a woman with a nurse badge pinned to her skirt.
"Sir Lewis Hamilton?"
All he can do is nod. It's not rare that people recognize him of course.
He looks surprised when she holds out an envelope, eyes widening when he recognizes the handwriting.
"I've been mister Rosberg's nurse up until his last day. He asked me to give you this letter. Everything is explained inside it."
His hand is shaking as he takes the envelope from her hand and opens up the envelope.
"I'll leave you to it," the nurse says softly, resting her hand on his back for a moment before walking back inside.
Lewis unfolds the letter, holding it in one shaking hand as he reads.
*-*
Lew, (I refuse to write dear)
If you're reading this letter, it means I'm not here anymore.
Truth is, I've been sick for some time now and it's taken its toll.
About 2 months ago I found out I was terminally ill.
Weirdly enough, you were the first one I called. You didn't pick up.
Now that I think back on it, I think it's maybe because I called with a payphone at the hospital.
Back then I thought you still hadn't forgiven me.
And after that, I just didn't want to bother you, because I didn't think you'd care.
I told some of our old friends of the grid and made them promise not to tell you anything.
If you're reading this, it means they kept their promise.
Or you couldn't come sooner.
Or....
You just didn't care.
I really hope it's not the latter.
I want you to know that this house is yours now.
You can do with it what you want.
The paperwork is ready for you to be signed. Then it's not the Rosberg vacation home anymore.
Whatever you do, I hope you still cherish the memories.
Oh.... I changed the house number. Had to pull some strings, but I did it. And it's worth it.
If you haven't already seen it, just look on the door.
I hope you think it was worth it too.
If there's one thing that I usually wasn't, it's a coward.
But one thing I regret not telling you is - - -
I love you, Lewis.
I finally found the balls to say it.
Now when it's too late.
Please don't hate me.
Live your life to the fullest.
Make me even prouder than I already was, am, and always will be.
Goodbye, Pu.
Yours,
Nico
P.S. I came to Greece to spend my last days at the place I always felt closest to you. It helped me. I hope it'll help you too. If you decide to keep the house.
*-*
He's shaking.
His whole body is trembling as one hand is clutching the letter, the oher clasped to his mouth.
He looks up at the door and he almost drops the letter.
On the door, painted in need black lettering, is the number '644'.
It's too much.
Lewis drops to his knees, biting into his own hand as a devastating sob rips through his throat.
He wants to scream but he can't.
All he can do is clutch on to the letter and cry.
Cry until he has no more tears left.
He was too late.......
Too late to even say goodbye.
~~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~
Newsflash: F1's 2016 world champion Nico Rosberg passed away at his family's vacation house in Greece. His family hopes their privacy will be respected as they mourn their loved one.
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Newsflash: F1's 7 times world champion Lewis Hamilton has announced his retirement from the sport. Rumors say he's moving to Greece but the former driver has given no comments on it yet. What definitely is the truth is that this man will be sorely missed on the grid.
~~~~~~~~~**********~~~~~~~
Newsflash: Sir Lewis Hamilton spotted in Greece, brandishing his new clothing line; 'Pu 644'. Where it comes from, our guess is as good as yours. We're thinking a certain childhood friendship definitely needed to be honored in style.
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That post is out of line. Seong Hwa is a human being who deserves respect and privacy, not some object you should be posting your sexual desires about publicly. Please get a grip, those thoughts should stay in your mind.
Babe if u don't like my content why r u on my account💀💀 just block me instead of leaving these anonymous comments x
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a-casual-kpopfan · 2 years
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Consequences and Regrets
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Halo halo, this is ghost writer speaking. It's been a while since I've written another short, and this time, I followed Casual's footstep and wrote an angst Hope you guys will enjoy it, and give us more tears to fill our pot muehehehe…
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This is wrong, I shouldn't do this.... Hyeju thinks to herself, her lips claimed by someone and squished against the wall of the apartment.
He's waiting for me.... She feels her clothes getting ripped off her clothes, her body caressed and touched in a hungry, almost savage way.
"What are you thinking baby? ~" The man asks, a wicked grin on his face as he looks at her with a lustful, predatory gaze.
"Thinking of him, perhaps? ~" Hyeju's body stiffened at the question, her eyes darts around in an attempt to avoid the question, yet her body shivers underneath the pleasure he is giving her.
"After today, you'll forget all about him~"
"After all, can he please you like this? ~" he kisses her lips roughly, his dirty hands touching all over her private place, yet instead of repulsion, she feels pleasure and disgust at herself.
"Can he do it like I do? ~" The man leaves numerous hickeys on her neck, marking her at his.
A mistake she so dearly regrets.
He can't never do it like you because he's so gentle. That's what I love about him…
Gradually, her body succumbs to the pleasure that the man is giving to her. Her legs turn wobbly, almost falling before the man catches her, lifting her up and carries her to the bed. He looks down on her, like a predator looking at its prey, licking his lips with a grin "You are mine~"
"...I am yours..." Hyeju succumbs fully to his vile, domineering nature The deepest part of her mind yells at her, screaming and wailing, broken because of her adulterous act.
Yet all Hyeju can do is to surrender to him.
I'm sorry…
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Meanwhile....
You have been waiting for 2 hours, sitting alone in the VIP room that you have rented for privacy, with waiters standing by waiting for your orders. With a heavy sigh, you decide that enough is enough, and signal a waiter over. "It seems like I have wasted your time, you guys can go now, I'll still pay for the full service, so don't worry."
The waiter looks at you for a while, then smiles, a smile contains politeness, trained professionalism, and a hint of pity. "You have chosen our services, so of course we have to serve with our utmost respect."
You smile gently at the response, tipping the waiter generously before asking him to share it amongst his coworkers, before leaving the room, with a table full of already gone cold food. Not like you have any appetite to eat now.
Exiting the restaurant, you calmly make your way towards your car, showing absolute calm, just to break down into a crying, sobbing mess the moment your back lean against the seat.
You cry your heart out, cry for the years of relationship that you've committed, for the love that you hold for her.
Foolish, she doesn't love you, she wouldn't have done that if she did love you. You cry for everything you have sacrificed for her, everything you did to make her happy, everything...
After what felt like hours (it was just minutes) you receive a message. A message from an unknown number.
It only contains 2 words: "she's mine." Attached with a picture of a naked back, something that you are very intimately familiar. After all, you have laughed, cried, hug, even kissed it.
Once your safe haven, now look very foreign and distanced.
At that moment, you have decided. It's time to die disappear.
With surprising clarity, you scroll to a number in your phone, and dial it without a second thought. The line rings...1 ring...2 rings...3 rings. That person answered.
"Oppa?"
"I need your help, Bunny." You say with a trembling, hoarse voice, the product of all of that crying.
Stop crying, she doesn't deserve your tears, not anymore.
"Oppa, what happened? Aren't you supposed to be with Hyeju right now?" The voice clearly shows concern for you.
Unlike a certain someone
"I... I can't take it anymore, enough is enough...." Your voice starts to break down as all the emotions come up to you, clogging your throat, preventing anything sound from coming out of you, except of your muffled sobbing.
"I'm sorry oppa, I truly am...."
"It's not your fault Bunny, don't apologize for her...." even amongst the sobbing, you couldn't help but manage a little chuckle for her, someone who is apologizing on the behalf of her friend, someone who is innocent, yet got caught up in this mess.
"...Will we see you again oppa?" Now it's her turn to cry, her voice shivers, and trembles, as the thought of never seeing you again break her heart into pieces.
"I don't know Bunny. I truly don't know...."
"... Then I wish you a good trip, a-and...."  she is full on crying now, her voice a sobbing mess. "If fate wills it, we will meet again, ok..." Somehow, her weak voice, filled with sincerity and emotions, breaks you even more than the fact that your girlfriend cheated on you. All you could do is to turn off the call then bails your eyes out yet again, until you feel yourself almost collapse from exhaustion.
No, not now. you think to yourself before driving off to your shared her apartment.
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2 hours later:
Hyeju runs into the almost closed restaurant, her hair slightly disheveled from all the running. If anyone is keen enough, they can also notice that her dress is crinkled at all the suspicious parts, namely the chest, hip, and thigh parts.
Looking around for a waiter, she tries to ask a question before she got interrupted.
"He left" The waiter that served you answer her question before she got to ask it. " You are looking for the gentleman that rented to VIP room, correct? He left, 2 hours ago" The waiter looks at her with equal part recognition and contempt.
"Olivia Hye huh.... you might be an idol, but that's no way to treat your partner like that, leaving him hanging for 4 hours." Luckily his voice is small enough that no one can hear him, but she can feel the contempt and disgust he holds for her. "Go home, we don't serve people like you." With one last cold glance, he sends her out of the restaurant, locking the door behind her.
Despite being treated rudely like that, Hyeju can't muster any anger towards the waiter, or any fear of being recognized. She knows, she deserves it, after everything she has done to him.
With a heavy heart, Hyeju reluctantly makes her way back to her shared apartment with him, hoping to ease his anger and disappointment at her.
She would rather him scold and hit her than all the kind, forgiving things that he has said to her. Those words hurt more than any kind of wounds she has ever had.
Maybe because he was too kind, she had taken it for granted.
What awaited her at home Isn't the sight of him waiting for her at the couch, his eyes equal parts angry and affection towards her. Isn't the sight of him cooking in the kitchen, with the aroma filling the entire home. Isn't his gentle smile greeting her every time she came home late.
What greets her is silence, cold, dark, bone chilling silence. An apartment devoid of life, sending chills down her spines.
".... Jagi?" She calls out to him, hoping that he is only sleeping, and that...
But her fear quickly becomes true, the more she goes through her apartment, the more she couldn’t find any traces of him. No signs of his shoes, of his clothes, of his laptop, not even his toothbrush and towels can be found.
The only thing she can find, however, is a small piece of note on top of a small black box. Slowly, she picks up the note on top of the black box, its content simply contains a few words: For the girl who broke my heart, that box will be the last thing you ever received from me. Goodbye Hyeju.
Without needing to open the box, his words are enough to bring her to tears, her body shivers and trembles as small sobs turn into full on ugly wailing as she clutches the piece of paper to her chest, holding it tightly like it's her life. Only one thought surfaced in her head now:
 I lost him....
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With her brain in autopilot mode, her brain all consumed by the grief and sadness, she stumbles back to her dorm with the other members with miraculously means…
Why wasn't she hit by some random cars? She deserves it.
Entering the dorm, she is immediately greeted by a sobbing Heejin, with the other members consoling her, almost no one noticing her presence. Almost no one.
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Heejin's ears perked up the moment she hears Hyeju entering the dorm. Hyeju can't help being see an image of a bunny overlapping her, no wonder why he always called her "Bunny".
With surprising strength, Heejin breaks out from the comforting hug of the other members and strolls towards Hyeju.
SLAP
To everyone's horror, Not Hyeju, she has predicted this she slaps Hyeju, leaving her staggering before leaning against a wall. "Why did you do it?" She asks with a cold, chilling voice. Hyeju can do nothing but look down in shame.
"After everything you had done, after everything we have done for you. After everything he had done for you, even giving you his forgiveness and trust, why did you commit it again?". All eyes fall on Hyeju now, eyes full on surprised, anger, even contempt and disgust. "I...." is all Hyeju manage to utter.
Heejin trembles as she looks at Hyeju with both anger and sadness. "It should have been me...." She says, her voice lacking any of the previous anger, instead containing a sense of sorrow and misery. "His attention, his love, his everything should have been mine... I am his best friend, his longest friend, it was supposed to be me...." Heejin's body starts to tremble, collapsing on her knees in front of Hyeju, her hands grasping her pants so tightly, its nearly ripped apart.
"I love him... but he… He's gone now..."
Heejin devolves back into a puddle of tears, sobbing and crying until she can't anymore.
"W-what did you say unnie?? What do you mean, 'he's gone'?!" Hyeju starts to panic, her mind trying to register the words that her unnies have said.
"Oppa accepted the business proposal and decided to move oversea. At this moment, he has already left Korea, he has already left us...." Haseul answers, her answer contains hint of sorrow, as he wasn't just Heejin's best friend and Hyeju's boyfriend, he was also a brother to everyone here, so his departure evidently left a mark in everyone here, some more than other.
Hyeju cannot bring herself to say anything. How could she? She's the cause of everything. She can only cry, cry for her disgusting acts, cry for betraying him again and again, cry for something she lost, and can never be recovered.
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JK's live 4 March 2023 1:47 am KST
Part 1
Cr./ to all the creators of the media used in this post.
This is a hard one for me.
It' took me time to sit myself down and watch the actual whole live, and I preferred to wait for the Weverse full translation before coming here to write my post.
I assume most of you read my post about JK's previous live, but to those of you who haven't:
JK coming back live more or less 24 hours after I posted that, still while discussing my thoughts I put down to paper in that post, that hit hard for me.
I know, as usual there were those wearing rose tinted glasses unwilling to see JK, not for real. Not in the last live and not now either.
I am glad many are taking to heart his honest words about being harassed by so called fans (he was so respectful even though these people deserve no respect what so ever, but that's JK for you in a nutshell), asking, pleading to be able to have the privacy he deserves.
And I saw many enjoyed the live, his singing, his dancing, Tae popping in, and it's alright. It's also alright if you can't see that not all is well. Even though it's screaming in our faces. Because even if you don't see it, just being there, showering him with positive love like many of you do is good enough. It's kind of the most that us fans can do in any case.
That and reporting, blocking accounts and people that are out to harass and hurt him and JM. Not share their disgusting crap. It's not about likes for our accounts, it's about trying to protect those two, make their lives a little easier, a little safer, allowing them a sense of security.
While writing these lines I came by the new postings from that deranged, supposedly not sasaeng that uploaded the clip of JK from the gym. Please do not follow this person. And if you come by her postings, please report them. Send to BH. I, for obvious reasons, will not share her vile posts, but she has to be gone, like yesterday.
Moving on.  I guess I'm here to talk about this over 2 hours and 20 minutes live right?
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I’m not going to get into every single little thing that happened but I do want to touch on a few things.
First of all, the playlist. JK was singing his heart out during this live.  Like the first hour or so is mainly JK singing and dancing and going to get himself some water, and then some beer, and dancing some more and singing some more.
JK on a beer run.
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He does some of that in the second half of the live too, but in that second half is where the interesting talk happens.  His plea for privacy, Tae showing up and JK talking to him, at him, not sure which.  Did I mention he inserted Tae's name into song lyrics too? Lol. 
The way he loves Army, I just cannot describe it.  We know he does, cause, and I’ve mentioned this before, he says it, writes it in letters to Army, writes songs for Army, cries for and with Army, and he does things for Army, to make them happy.
So, he sang Naatu Naatu and Indian Army were overjoyed.  He just wants to please us.  Make us happy.
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I kind of think we should be doing the same.  As Army.  Sending him our love.  Showing him just how much we respect him.  See him for the person he is, the human being he is, and love him for it.  I know there is no IG now, but there is Weverse. And even for the smallest possibility that JK might see our messages, we need to keep sending them to him. You know #to_Jungkook.
Oh, and call out those that don’t respect him too. 
Sidetracked. 
That’s kind of my second name now days…
Anyways, here’s a link to the playlist from his live:
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Ooh, and we got 10,000 hours again. You know, right?
That man is the cutest thing ever (well it’s a super close competition with his bf, but at the moment JK’s in the lead).  Oh, we also had JK farting, bless his heart (I feel like a mama with that joyous feeling after your baby burps and passed gas, lmao).  The way he waves his hand to get rid of the smell though.  And him excusing it with: a. he’s human (yes, he told us we fart too in Busan, we remember that); and b. it’s not his fault, it’s the gassy drink. 
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Did I mention he was cute?  I mentioned he was cute, right? Lol
He kept doing these close ups to the camera, used the light from the live screen to check out where to put the batteries for his mic, lol.  Showing us his beer, showing us the candle, showing us himself.
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We got JK and his ASMR candle (on and off during the live).
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JK listened to Hobi’s song for the first time during this live.  Twice.  Going back to see the lyrics too.
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Have we noticed by now that JK’s coat, JK’s stuff, seem to be laying on the sofa.  Like he just came in or is just going out or just doesn’t seem to give the ora of permanency?
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This is a man that we know to be tidy.  I mean:
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We know which suitcase was JK’s.  He literally showed us.
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And he does have empty, lonely clothes rack just there, you know, waiting for his homey stuff to be hung up… unless, wait, this isn’t much of a home of his…
JK was talking with Army, checking comments, replying to them.  But he wasn’t playing the game, so to speak.  You know, the one where he seems to be available for them.  Do you know what I mean?
The three second or minute “we’re dating game”, he wasn’t up to it.
Someone asking to eat his cheeks (ewww, cringe), he wasn’t having it.
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As I mentioned, and you all know by now, cause you know, no way the cult wouldn’t shut up about it, Tae commented during JK’s live.
JK’s reaction to Tae joining was nice.  Not overjoyed.  Not over interactive with him.  I mean, he did answer his questions, but was also that’s that.  He continued looking for songs to sing, then inserted Tae in the song he sang, went to see if Tae was still there, and he wasn’t, so his reaction was kind of “oh ok, he’s gone”, and moving on.
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The comments above aren’t exactly in the order they were on the live…
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Then he vocalizes - sings:  How fun, Tae Tae’s here…
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JK’s asked to sing Lemon, and he’s going through the process of looking for the song, and just before the song starts this happens...
Tae comments about the beer drinking and gaining weight.  Yeah sure Tae, just the thing to say to the same person that was too skinny just a couple of weeks back and that his bf was overjoyed he was eating. 
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But you see, JK doesn’t seem bothered by Tae’s comments, lol.
His answer is to the likes of “well, I have to finish off the beer in the house, don’t I?” – iron logic indeed, lol.
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So he stops it a second to answer.
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And once again he’s about to start when:
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So, Tae goes on with “let’s have 50 bottles”.  This wasn’t him suggesting that JK drink 50 bottles.  Him saying there being 50 bottles (as in JK has to drink 50 bottles to get through them), to which JK answers that there aren’t even 10 can’s left.
I wonder if the cult paid attention to that chit chat.  Wouldn’t the bf they claim is living with him in that apartment kind of know how many beers are left in the fridge?  Ok then, not exact number, but seriously, there is a huge difference between 10 and 50, even for means of exaggeration.  Or if they are bottled or canned?  That is a bit of a difference in the fridge, which he supposedly shares, no?
Just one more of those little tiny winey things that disprove their shit.  Which they are full of.
And then JK proceeds to sing the song.
In which, at some point he inserts Taehyungie into his lyrics while looking at the monitor, checking the comments and says:
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And continues to sing.
Anyways, once again one of those mate interactions they are so good at.  That’s them.  Good mates.  They are.  They spend time together, talk to each other, play games together, we’ve said it all before. 
But one thing they definitely are not, and that’s a loving romantic couple. 
Period.
To be continued in part 2, which I am going to post immediately after part 1 (Tumblr has become nasty again with the 30 image limit of theirs).
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joyswonderland1108 · 1 year
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Okay so today this bih is sick af but still decided to drop by, this is by no means an actual post or whatever the fuck i should call it. I wanted to make a separate post about Hope on the street but life had other ideas for me today. 
I’ll quickly start off by saying i was already emotional af while watching Hobi’s live, not emotional in a way that i was sobbing but more like, it was heartwarming, i was smiling the whole time, truly a ray of Sunshine our Hobi. Then On the street dropped and that was such a masterpiece that was beautiful and honestly i felt loved and appreciated and i hope that no matter what Hobi knows that we love him unconditionally despite there being sickos. 
Second thing i wanted to say is, y’all motherfuckers who think it’s okay to go on stalking the boys because you’re a “fan”, you want to see them up close and show them your “support” in real life. The way my ass would’ve been already in jail because of all those sick bastards who think it’s okay and all those who support this by asking to share or asking for more.. Y’all failed lab experiments are giving me homicidal tendencies. 
There’s a huge difference between coming across your favorite idol outside, sure enough snapping a picture without consent is a bit meh but at least most people who do, do it from a distance because of excitement or whatever, doing a story time about accidentally meeting your idol outside, no picture or video included (key word: OUTSIDE, IN PUBLIC) AND willingly looking up places your idol goes to so you can be there like a creep waiting for t THEM to come across YOU not the other way around. 
Y’all are that sick and twisted that you had JK getting drunk to be able to let it out knowing damn well that from his words it means that they’ve been holding back on so many fucking things before. To make it worse JK still fucking shows up after everything you motherfuckers put him through, we’re not even 6 months in 2023 and there’s already shit tons of crap going on about him while he’s busy minding his own goddamn business with an added weight every time a bitch decides to come up with some bullshit story about him or decide it’s okay to invade his privacy. 
Bruh i keep on saying that we do NOT deserve these men, my anger issues could NEVER!! You best believe if that was me i’d turn that fucking live on to curse the shit out everyone flip the bird and never show up online for a good 4 or 5 years. I hope Karma gets their asses real good, imma need her to bite their asses hard enough that they pass out from it. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!!! 
Update :
And just when you think it doesn’t get worse.. 
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Translation : 
“I'm bringing it up because Jungkook talked about the boxing gym but one of my coworkers is friends with one of the coaches at the same boxing gym as Jungook. After Jungkooks live (where the video came from) he hasn't gone, no, he isn't able to go. He isn't able to workout freely anymore and it's been decided that he won't be working out at that gym anymore. There were a lot of complaints that day Please respect their private lives”
So not only they stalk him but they probably also make him feel guilty about being the reason why people close to him are being attacked or being put in uncomfortable situations. GOD I FUCKING DESPISE THEM!!! WHEN ARE THEY JUST GOING TO UNALIVE THEMSELVES ALREADY FUCK!
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tea-with-evan-and-me · 6 months
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this is definitely not the type of post i wanted to be making today 🙃 please bear with me; i had a busy morning and have been trying to disseminate all of the information i’ve been receiving, without getting trigger happy and putting out posts about this sensitive situation.
i’m going to be totally honest: since my post earlier, i’ve received a load of conflicting information and screenshots that i really don’t know how to explain when coupled with frances’ public denial. i appreciate people reaching out to try and share clarity on this situation, because obviously it’s a very serious thing for a person to leak someone’s nude photos.
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i fully understand people wanting answers and having questions. what i’m not sure of at this point is if there is any ethical way for us to proceed with this as a public discussion. i have a great deal of respect for evan, and no one deserves this complete violation of trust and privacy. when we have these conversations, even to share our outrage at frances, we’re not the only ones reading it; we already know that. there are people who would use any tool possible to smear evan. i’ve yet to see any screenshots from patreon surface publicly on social media and this is my formal request to anyone on my blog, to please keep it that way. no matter who the photos are of, we all know what the insinuation is. evan doesn’t deserve this being tied to his name. if you love and respect him, then we all need to be mindful about the way we approach this. i’ll try my best to manage everyone’s messages today in a few hours, when i’m done with work and can have a clear head. hopefully nothing pops off between now and then. thank you everyone 💗
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Hi hi sweetie i hope youre doing well! I would like to ask something about the TOT boys + MC got evicted and has nowhere else to go-- basically what each boy would be like as a roommate (temp or not)
'𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽..'
𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗺, 𝗟𝘂𝗸𝗲, 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗩𝘆𝗻 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 [𝘀𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲]
𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘂𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗹
𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻!
𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗧 𝗧𝗢𝗧 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗬𝗔𝗬 ! 𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺. 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 <𝟯
𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝗶𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀
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𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗺:
He was quick to offer his place to you
Times had been hard for you, and he offered his shoulder to cry on wih all the tough times and bills
Artem already knew your situation before you were evicted
The tenant kept raising your rent because he just simply didn’t like you
He even helped out as best as he could; raises, lighter work, etc.
But it all still wasn’t enough
You didn’t immediately tell him when you got the eviction notice
The case you two were working on was big and you couldn’t let it get in the way
But after three days, you were forced to admit what was happening
That’s when he offered to let you move in with him
You would have normally hated to intrude on him, but you had no other choice
He came the next day and helped move your stuff from one place to the other
He made sure you were settled in and the two of you began living together
The two of you would switch off driving to work in the mornings
Coming home was no different as well
The two of you split the simple chores (even after Artem insisted you didn’t have to lift a finger)
Artem is a completely respectful roommate
His gives you all the privacy you want/deserve while living with him
He offers to cook and watch your favourite movies/shows
He learns all your favourite foods quickly and tries to do what he can with it
He's super perfect to talk to after you've had a bad day
And he's right there to help too!
Don't even worry about finding a place to move to soon
He always insists that you can stay as long as you need
"Please, you can stay as long as you want. I truly do enjoy your company."
𝗟𝘂𝗸𝗲:
Luke could tell something was off about you
You had been acting off ever since a meeting with your tenant
So he used his super awesomely accurate detective skills to figure out the issue
And needless to say, he was pretty pissed upon learning you were being evicted
And even more mad when learning that the tenant was being a dick
So he offered to let you stay at his place
You tried to convince him that it was okay and that you’d figure it out
But as your best friend, he was not having that excuse
Not to mention he provided pretty good excuses for why he would be a good and suitable roommate
So you moved in
You had a rocky start together
His job sometimes required him to get up early, so he would be up at the crack of dawn making a ton of noise
So naturally, the two of you talked of a good way to live together
Splitting the bills and chores was no issue for you both
Luke was very willing to let you live there free, but you weren’t having it
After getting rid of the rocky patch, you grew closer
He’s an awesome roommate!
Very clean and gives you any space you possibly need
He’s an amazing cook so you trade off on dinner nights
He’ll always let you know his work schedule so you’re prepared
There are even days he’ll drive you to the law firm
You guys can find time to watch movies, play games, and just hang out in general
He’s super respectful and practically ready to help you do anything anytime
Truly one of the best roommates you could possibly find
“Stay as long as you need! I’ve got room and I’m sure Peanut won’t mind!”
𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀:
He has always been someone you can rely on, no matter the situation
So your eviction was something you quickly told him about
You didn't tell him why though
So he went to your tenant and found out the reason himself
Only to learn that your tenant was a complete idiot and super rude
So instead of trying to get you back there, he offered to move you into his place
Technically, he could have helped you get a seperate place with his power
But he loved the idea of living with you
And so you moved in
You hadn't realised how busy the Pax President actually was until you started living with him
He was noemally out early and back in late
This didn't particulary bother you
It was nice having time to yourself to get ready
Plus, you had some time to prepare an activity or dinner for the night before he got home
Soon enough, Marius became slightly less busy and brought some work home to spend more time with you
He is truly an amazing roommate
Marius is very respectful and kind towards you and your privacy
He already has someone to do grocery shopping and keep the house tidy, so he insisted you didn't have to worry about it
He also tried to get a cook but you insisted that you could do it
You felt it was the least you can do after "intruding" on his living space
Thanks to you moving in, Marius has been looking forward to going home and hanging with you
You guys go out together and plan activites when you share days off
Marius even takes you on his business trips!
Overall, a very rich but respectful and fun roommate to have; so much you wish to never leave
"Living with you isn't a problem at all. Stay however long you want, I would prefer it, actually."
𝗩𝘆𝗻:
Vyn had always insisted you could come to him for anything
He truly was good at providing solutions and fixing issues in your life
But he truly was out of options upon learning you were being evicted
He couldn't say anything to your dick of a tenant
And who knows how you would be treated if you moved to another place
So he did the only thing he could think of
Inviting you to live with him
You tried to refuse at first, saying you couldn't do that to him
But he insisted, especially considering how interested you always were interested his house
So the next week, he helped you sell and move your stuff to his house
Living with Dr. Ritcher was truly a nice venture
You learned that he wasn't one to wake up early
So you help by making breakfast, cleaning up in the mornings, and running errands on the weekends
He would offer to drive you to work everyday, since it was on the way
Normally, he would text and call to ask if you wanted a ride home after the day was over
Grocery shoppping was done together and you two would split the price
Trust me, he tried to pay for it all a couple of times
Vyn is super easy to live with and understanding of a ton of things
He gave you a bunch of privacy (however much you needed)
He would ask if you were interested in trying new activities
Or baking new things together
He wouldn't want you to be bored while living under his roof
Even if he was tired from a long day, he could find time to talk with you about whatever the day had brought to you both
He truly is enjoyable and favourable to live with
"If you enjoy living here, then you should stay. Besides, I quite enjoy sharing a living situation with you."
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𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝗶𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀
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sainz-leclerc · 2 years
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roomate max absolutely sick of listening to u fake orgasms through the wall calls your date out in the kitchen for their inabilities while subtly boasting about his own
you ask him to prove it :)
Next morning after yet another orgasm-free night , while in the kitchen drinking coffee with your last night date who for whatever reason was still here , Max came out of his room and decided to join you.
Most of the times , when either of you had dates who were still here by the morning , the other wouldn't come out of the room until they left . You called it mutual respect/privacy.
This morning however , Max had other plans . He casually entered the kitchen and started pouring himself some coffee
''oh um- Parker , this is Max , my roommate. Max , this is Parker'' you introduced the two men while awkwardly sipping your coffee.
''Hey man , sorry if we were a bit loud last night" Parker said smugly , almost making you choke on your coffee.
You hated when men who couldn't even make a girl cum were smug about how good they were in bed.
However , you didn't have time to say anything before a very cocky Max interrupted . ''What do you mean by 'we' ? the only one i could hear last night was you.'' The dutch man came next to you , wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Pinching your cheeks he continued. ''So either my y/n over here started cumming quietly , which trust me she doesn't'' your cheeks were burning red at this point ''or you Parker boy didn't make her cum''
Parker looked shock at Max while you just hid your face in your palms. The driver however was quite pleased with his statement. The man you hooked up just exited the kitchen , to assumably gather the rest of his stuff , and a few minutes later you heard the front door shut close.
''What the fuck was that ?'' you turned towards Max , anger visibly written on your face.
''What ? You telling me that little punk made you cum ?'' he raised an eyebrow at you and when he was met with silence a smirk appeared on his lips.
Without another word , you stormed out of the kitchen and slammed the door to your room shut. Instead of being met with peace and quiet , a few second later the dutch man entered your bedroom.
Sitting down on your bed , Max placed your legs into his lap and started to slowly massage them. ''Are you mad at me ?'' you only nodded ''Oh come on Schatje , that asshole deserved. Honestly , all of them do. How come you always hook up with the worst guys ?''
Angered bubbled up into you and you snapped ''What do you want me to do Max ? And besides , how would you even know how loud I am when I come ?'' you just spilled the first words that came to your mind.
''Because I hear you at night darling'' he smirked at you , while moving his hand to rest on your thigh. ''We have thin walls''
Blushing , you groaned and hid your face in some pillows. Max laughed before pulling your face close to his ''Don't be embarrassed sweetheart , I love your sweet moans''
''Max'' you exhaled breathlessly
''Do you want this ?'' the dutch man asked and when he was met with an eager nod , he smirked and connected your lips.
You spent the remaining of the day cumming on his tongue , finger , thighs and cock. Max eating you out on the bed , fingering you in the shower , riding his thigh while he plays video games , him fucking you against the kitchen counter.
Safe to say , your vibrator was untouched today. Well , other than the time Max teased you with it.
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itzcherrybonbon · 8 months
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TW: Suicide mention, KOSA, venting and ranting.
I'm going to scream. I swear to fucking god.
Firstly, I find out about KOSA this morning and nearly went insane. Whoever thought about this goddamn project is wrong on so many levels. I hope they don't pass the bill this year. Actually, I hope this project gets thrown in the fiery dump where it belongs and never gets brought up again. I nearly lost it, and if it happens I'm gonna be miserable and in so much trouble.
The "genius" who came up with KOSA and the fuckers who actually support this pathetic idea that came from the pits of hell are genuinely insane and deserve to burn. I don't care if I sound rude, KOSA and the idiot who made it deserve all my massive hatred, anger and death threats. Because why are you taking away the only fucking thing I have in this world to cope with? Why are you taking away my privacy and my rights? Why are you taking away my chance to escape from the real world for a brief moment, why is my chance to talk to my friends being taken away?? If you really want to "represent" us, then give us back our freedom and LISTEN TO US. FOR FUCKS SAKE.
Clearly this wasn't put into much thought at all and you are toying around with our mental health, because the consequences for KOSA are going to be fatal. Not only are the kids in danger from their information being leaked to their parents (parents nowadays are terrible and abusive in general, and the internet is LITERALLY OUR SAFE SPACE), but this is going to increase suicide numbers. And if I don't keep my shit together I might end up joining that cursed number too, maybe you'll change your mind then. Nah because this is the only way you adults are ever gonna learn your goddamn mistakes! Because you never listen to us kids, you're always "oh-so superior and all-knowing and basically an adult"
This project will cause a lot of damage to the kids' mental health and you're basically going to witness a high decrease of the population. Ain't no way most of us are going to survive this if the bill gets passed. Ever thought about that??
I'm genuinely too upset about this. The thought of never fucking having privacy or talking to my friends again (WHILE HAVING IN MIND A FEW OF THEM ARE FUCKING SUICIDIAL AND I TALK THEM OUT OF IT) is tormenting enough.
Please, for the love of god, keep spreading awareness about this terrible issue. Do anything please let's just never let this happen.
Secondly, I am genuinely upset with Tumblr's new desktop page design or whatever. It gives me claustrophobia, it isn't spacious and neat anymore, instead it's a mess.
What does the Tumblr staff try to accomplish with this pathetic design? Because it's so hilarious./neg
Everybody hates it. There's no way they're gonna keep this up for long, stop taking our comfort space and turning it into something pathetic and unusable. Seriously. Stop giving us more stress when we're just trying to enjoy our own day and casually check the notifications and have fun talking to friends.
This new design? I hate it. It's terrible for my eyesight and it makes me want to quit because I swear to god, that's how you make me feel everytime pathetic, unnecessary changes are made. This isn't even Tumblr anymore, dear staff. You're slowly ruining it, you're ruining my home. Tumblr always was everybody's home, stop turning it into Twitter 2.0. Please. Respect the users' wishes and let this app be the way it used to be. People love it the way it is, get rid of this new design and bring back the old and neat desktop page design.
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14dayswithyou · 2 years
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▋REN LOVING HOURS/THIRST ASKS !
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✦゜ANSWERED: To avoid flooding the dash with all of these asks, I'm just gonna compile them into one big "masterpost" ^w^
By pressing 'keep reading' you confirm that you are 18 or older.
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Anonymous asked: man i want to smother ren with kisses and cling to him all day long then relentlessly ride him till' he's all fucked up and covered in love bites <33 
😳😏
Anonymous asked: can I just say that Ren has become a source of comfort for me? literally thinking of him while having a bad day at work, dealing with rude ppl or when the deprussy gorilla grips me too hard soothes the ache in my heart and makes things a lil easier to endure💗💗 ty for entertaining my ramble 
Wahhh I'm honestly so honoured to hear that Ren is a source of comfort for you! I'm glad he makes your day better, and I'm so sorry you had to deal with all of that >.< And thank you for sending in this ask!! (also "deprussy gorilla grip" hAD ME CRYIGN)
Anonymous asked: I feel so sorry for Ren because of his bad childhood.  I just want to give him a big hug and tell him that I'm there so he can finally relax and try to let it go. 😭 Can I ? Pls T-T
You can definitely do that!! He might start getting a bit emotional if you talk about his childhood though... ;v;
Anonymous asked: i'm thinking Ren is my new f/o 👀
Omggg??? I'd literally be so honoured!! It's seriously so heart-warming to know that people would wanna consider Ren as one of their F/O's ;w; <3
Anonymous asked: Ren is my comfort character. I didn’t realize till today because I went hiking and it was really high up. I’m afraid of heights and in that moment, I felt like I was going to fall off the cliff. Lmaoo it’s embarrassing but I thought of Ren and how he would have held my hands and made sure I was safe. I felt extra bad because the person I went hiking with totally ignored that I was afraid of heights and kept pushing me to go up higher :( 
aaaaa yes, Ren definitely would've done those things! He's very attentive towards your needs and emotions, so he would definitely hold both of your hands, comfort you, and make sure that you felt safe and secure. I'm sure he would even offer to carry you back down the cliff if you didn't want to look, or even find ways to take your mind off of the scary height. I'm so sorry you had to go through that experience though, and that the person you were with was so insensitive T_T
Anonymous asked: i want to cuddle the deranged hacker :(
The deranged hacker is currently shoving his laptop and tech aside and patting the space next to him for you to join :)
Anonymous asked: I get so soft when I put together that Ren's practically our childhood friend/stalker lmao I don't know, I'm a sucker for childhood friends stereotypes (which is why I also adore Leon, although Ren definitely takes 1st place), I feel like Ren could totally take advantage of it if he ever decided to tell us about the history.
Hehehehe game spoilers go brrrrr
Anonymous asked: loved so much your game is so good to play, Ren is so cute >.< , I'm sad he pretends to be someone else to please the MC :( I want to hug him and tell him he can be himself, poor guy deserves all the love that the world exists. ❤❤
Wahhh he'd definitely let you!! ;v;
Anonymous asked: i’ve never seen alt/eboy ren but i’m already ready to go fucking FERAL over the man :)
oh boy you're gonna have a blast once you reach day 9 >:)
@queenlilithprime asked: Ren: Respects pronouns, Respects our consent (not privacy tho), Adores us, wants us to be happy (with them), is willing to care for us, doesn't mind if we are disabled, loves spending time with us, and is willing to kill for us? Bestie I don't want a hero who would sacrifice me for the sake of the world, I want the villain who would sacrifice the world for me. Ren is practically super glued to my heart. (also sorry for always sending in asks I just love 14dwy so much it's all I think about 😭❤️😭❤️😭)
jkasfjkas Ren really said “All I want is for you to be happy :) Your needs come before my own :) I respect you so much and would never do anything to make you uncomfortable :) oh except when it comes to murder and stalking lol hehe :)” (where can I get a Ren irl?? T_T)
@whispereons asked: Simp time. I don't like getting hurt so soft yanderes are the best and Renren is the best. When I first saw the glimpse of his tattoos in the game I thought that he was secretly a demon and he kept the shirt on to hide his demon marks. That ring was supposedly a charm to keep his demon form a secret too. Blame my dumb brain for that. I find both 'Ren' and True hot but what makes him hotter is the gap moe. True being sub? Hot. Ren being dom? Hot. He can be my househusband and cook dinner with me
Demon/incubus!Ren confirmed???? 😳 But fr I'm happy to hear that you enjoy the duality between Ren and [REDACTED]!! The gap moe is real with him lmao
Anonymous asked: My poor heart is breaking for Ren and how his past was! I can now see why he has been clingy. Ren needs lots of love so if we MCs that follow Ren we'll glue ourselves to him 24/7 for EVERYTHING!!! Just knowing that when he's alone there is a chance that sadness creeps in from his past and we MCs can't have that!!! We'll mend your heart Ren even if we have to find every way to erase every feeling of sadness of your past! Seeing Ren smile is the best thing to come out of all that for MCs!
This is all he could ever ask for T_T <3
Anonymous asked: HDHDJGJWBEIDJS ARE RENS NAILS PAINTED BLACK?!!?? Any guys with painted nails immediately get 7 extra points to their attractiveness scale… congrats Ren you’re a solid 17/10 for me ❤️
he's a 10 but he paints his nails black and adds glitter to his middle fingers 🤔 (he's still a 10) But lmao I'm glad you like his subtle choice of self-expression!!
Anonymous asked: Hold up…Ren has glasses AND painted nails??? Sai are you trying to kill us with cuteness?! Sob- I’ve fallen and I can’t get up, help-
Ya girl's got a type and she's projecting it onto her OCs fkjfjkaf
Anonymous asked: Wanna give ren a makeover 
He'd definitely let you! Ren is also amazing at dying hair, matching different shades of black, and applying winged eyeliner; so feel free to ask him to give you a makeover as well!
Anonymous asked: Ren is so big and strong 👉🏻👈🏻 I've never loved a yandere so much, I just want to kiss his cute and sexy little body while I freak out because I'm kissing him 😳💖💕💖💕💓💗
this is almost as lewd as h*lding his h*nd.....
Anonymous asked: would fall in love with Ren from the moment I met him, he is so handsome and adorable, and since I love cute men I would be on my knees and laughing like an idiot like a schoolgirl in love
Looks like his plan worked lmao :')
Anonymous asked: Me:*gotta find that college thot cuz Renren is not all rough and tough* Switch to woohoo scene Me: oh darling *dash to Renren like a lightning bolt*-🍀
Okay lightning McQueen, i see u!! Kachow!!!! But lmaoooo "college thot" TOOK ME OUT💀
Anonymous asked: i’ve been playing this game everyday for the past week or so and i’m obsessed with [rendacted]… need him and his eboy fuckery so bad, it’s not even funny. all he needs to do is take off the haruko wig and dress like he does at home and i’ll be moving in with him myself on the 1st day and lending him my underwear real quick.
Bro just pull a reverse-Ren and break into his apartment when he least expects it :') You'd get all the [REDACTED] eboy eye-candy you could ever ask for lmao
Anonymous asked: [REDACTED] ren supremacy 🫶🏻
friendship ended with renren supremacy, now [REDACTED][REDACTED] supremacy is my new tumblr tag
Anonymous asked: MC: Ren you are so hot, cute, adorable, sexy, gorgeous and perfect~
He's currently a blushing puddle of goo on the ground right now <3
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