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sugawhaaa · 10 months

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Hyunjin X reader

"If love was poison we'd drink it anyways~"

Part. 1

Sly fox dumb bunny

Warnings::mentions stealing, weapons, toxic relationships, bets, intoxication

Pairing::criminal!hyunjin! X cop!reader

A/N:: SORRY FOR THE WAIT IVE BEEN WRITING SO MANY OTHER FANFICS 🙇‍♀️ I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS LONG AWAITED PART 1

[Pls read epilog before this]

You turned around and pointed the gun at the man. He looked surprised but not afraid in the slightest. "Put your hands up or I'll shoot!" You shouted firmly at him.

"Who the Hell do you think you are?" The man laughed with a cocky expression.

"Officer Y/N L/N from the Korean national police, a senior inspector." You stated harshly while the man just laughed.

"And I'm Johnny Rob from the fucking circus, your rank doesn't mean shit to me." He laughed as he shrugged before putting his hand at his hip, like he was going to grab something. You pointed the tip of your gun at his hand before reluctantly pulling the trigger.

There was a loud bang! But nothing else. You opened your eyes to find his hand unharmed. "Haha you're gonna need these to shoot me." He said showing you the bullets in his hand. You looked at your gun in shock before hearing a loud crash behind you. Oh yeah there's two more! You turned around and saw the massive window now smashed to bits. You turned back around to where the blonde man was but he was nowhere to be found. You turned to the window again before running over to it and looked out of it. As you looked down at the ground you found no reminisce of the other two people from before. You examined the gun closer before realizing it was just a fake model gun!

You threw it on the floor before stomping out the door to go find the bartender from earlier. You spotted him and informed him of everything, he looked at you like you were crazy.

"Alright that's enough," he said as he put his hand up. "Seems like you've had enough drinks for tonight." He said as he started approaching you.

"No! I'm telling the truth! I'm a police officer and I work for the KNP!" You explained as you backed away from him.

"Yeah and I'm the government of America, let's get going home. Do you have that friend to drive you home?" He said as he held you, not forcefully, just enough to keep you standing here.

"Yeah, she's still in the club."

-time skip-

You sat in the back of Alyssa's car as she and her new friend Vanquisha sat in front chatting up a storm. You replayed what happened in your head over and over again. That's when the car halted and you realized you were already at your apartment. You thanked Alyssa for driving you and got out of the car. As you were shutting the car door Alyssa rolled down her window and called out your name. You walked over to the window and leaned in, she stuck her head out the window and softly spoke.

"Don't stress about what you think you saw tonight. I think the work stress is just getting to you and all those drinks made you visualize things that weren't there. Maybe there was a girl crying? And maybe you did follow them? But the rest was the alcohol. Maybe someone put something stronger in it to make you hallucinate?" She said as you were thinking about her every word.

"Yeah, you're probably right," you lied. You know what you saw. Those men were there, and the blonde one had a gun. Besides, the window was actually broken when you saw it later.

"Alright go get some sleep," Alyssa said with a wave of her hand before driving off. You were exhausted so you wasted no time getting changed and into bed. It was mere seconds before you fell asleep.

The next morning you woke up with your hair a mess, blankets half off, clothes on backwards and you had no idea where you were. Perhaps you were a little tipsy last night. You checked your phone to see the battery was at 10% so you plugged it back in and sat in bed. Rethinking all your life choices. You then remembered today was a Friday so you had the entire day off and you weren't on call for the next month so you decided to start the day off with a nice healthy meal. You went out to your fridge and opened it to see…nothing.

"Fuck!" You said as you slammed the door. You then went to the cupboard to find coffee but when you opened it…no coffee. "I mean it's not like I had milk anyway," You said to yourself before closing the cupboard door. You decided to go down to the coffee shop nearby and pick up a little breakfast and some coffee before getting groceries.

You walked up to the line in the shop and looked around the menu. You come here often but you usually don't eat breakfast outside of your own home. When it was time for you to order you walked up to the counter and prepared to request your order but when you made eye contact with the woman at the counter you realized. She looks exactly like the girl from last night. You paused for a moment as you stared at her, she tilted her head and said "is something wrong mam?" You snapped back to reality and replied.

"Sorry, still not awake yet haha," you laughed.

"No,no I get you don't worry about it," She seemed super laid back and friendly and you could tell that by just 9 words. After ordering your food you picked it up and waved goodbye to the woman. You ate it on your way over to the supermarket to get some things to last you a few days. It'd be a fairly short visit.

You finished your breakfast and put the garbage in a trashcan on the side of the sidewalk. As you entered the store you realized you forgot your phone. You sighed and continued on shopping considering you were already here. Vegetables, meat, ketchup, milk, cheese, breakfast foods, snack food what else? You checked off the grocery list in your mind while going through the isle's. Ramen!

You went to the noodles section and started looking around. Unfortunately they didn't have your favorite instant Ramen so you had to find a substitute. As you examined different packs a man stood beside you. You didn't mind because all he was doing was the same as you until he tapped you on the shoulder. You looked up to see a soft man with fluffy blonde hair, glasses, a warm long coat smiling at you.

"I'm sorry but do you know where on this it'd say it's vegan?" He said warmly as he held the little circular box towards you. You looked at him suspiciously to which he responded with a frightened look. He looked so much like the man who had a gun last night.

"Oh don't worry. If it was vegan it'd be listed right here." You said as you pointed at the box for him.

"Thank you very much," he said with a light bow before moving around and checking the bowls of Ramen. He picked one up, checked it, and nodded before walking off. You eyed him for any suspicious behavior. You decided to stop him from walking past you.

"By the way, are you vegan?" You asked kindly.

"I'm afraid not. What makes you ask?" He said slightly aloof.

"I'm just interested in vegans and vegetarians, I think they're very well mind setted people." You explained.

"I can't help but agree," he said, taking a moment to stop and chat to you. Hands on his hips, one still holding his Ramen bowl.

"Why aren't you vegan?" You asked. It sounded a little stupid now that you thought about it but too late, you already said it.

"Too expensive haha," he chuckled awkwardly. "But I still try to get vegan things, such as Ramen." He said idly.

"Funny that you say that because you were the one asking me for help when it comes to knowing if it was vegan." You said getting a little serious.

"Whoa whoa, it's just that when I dormed with my ex-roommate he was the vegan one so he'd know how to get all the vegan food and I'd just follow his lead!" You explained sincerely.

"That makes sense but how did you never notice the big VEGAN label on them?" You said as you pointed at the box.

"My roommate would be the one to cook them." He explained getting serious himself.

"All the time?" You said with an uncertain look. That's when a man asked to get past you "O-oh sorry!" You apologized as you moved out of the way but when you turned back around again the man from before was gone. The only thing left was a vegan Ramen bowl on the floor. You picked it up and looked at it before sighing to yourself. Maybe work is getting to me… you thought to yourself.

You paid for your food and went back home. After putting everything away you checked your phone. You had 5 messages from Alyssa, she invited you to hang out with her and Vanquisha this evening. You replied with an excited yes and talked about the plans.

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It was now 5:43pm and you were at a Korean barbecue restaurant with Vanquisha and Alyssa. Basically third wheeling for the past hour. They weren't dating yet but it was PAINFULLY obvious they were both so into each other and as you watched them recreate perfect kdrama scenes throughout this get together you lost your mind.

It came time to pay and one of the young men came up to you and asked if they were ready to pay. Even during that they were being romantic. Fighting over which one of them was gonna pay until you frustratedly told the man to split it.

After paying you went out to Alyssa's car and sat in the back seat…again. As they were being lovey dovey you looked out the window and replayed your recent memories from the club and grocery store. The more you thought about it his facial features were similar to the blonde gunman at the club. Your head started aching at all this thinking.

"Sorry to butt in but is it okay if you drop me off now?" You said leaning forward to the two girls in front.

"Sure, but why don't you want to come with us?" Alyssa smiled at you while stopping at a red light.

"I'm not feeling great. I've got a headache and I'm feeling light headed," you explained.

"Oh okay. I'll drop you off now." Alyssa said before turning to the left when the light turned green. Vanquisha gave you some meds with a warm smile, her dark skin filled her eyes as she smiled.

You arrived home and lazily walked up to your apartment room. After fumbling around with the keys you got inside. At the window you found a male figure standing in the moonlight. You panicked and shouted "who are you!?" To the mysterious figure.

"Don't recognize me?" The man said as he turned around and approached you, his face now visible. You analyzed his features and it clicked. He pulled his hair back with a smirk. "You don't happen to have any vegan ramen?" He chuckled before sitting on a chair around your circular table.

"How the hell did you know where I live!?" You said angrily stomping over to him.

"Check the pocket of the jacket you wore to the grocery store," he said pointing to your jacket hanging on the wall. You looked at him suspicious before going over to your jacket. You shoved your hand in the pocket and found a little pill shaped red tracker in it. You grabbed it in a fist and growled. "You're pretty unaware for a cop," he smirked as he sipped some tea from one of your tea cups.

"When did you-" you said as you looked around for any remnants of him getting tea. Nothing to be found. You looked back at him to make sure he wasn't doing anything troublesome. "What do you want?" You said with crossed arms.

"I want you to quit your job." He said cheekily.

"What?!" You said as you stomped over to him. He was unbothered, simply sipping his tea. "Why the hell do you want me doing that?" You tried to get behind his motives.

"Haha, you really don't know anything about this police industry sweetie," he laughed as your fists clenched.

"Says you!" You said sitting down, arms crossed.

"I was once a fool like you," he waved his hand in the air. "Gullible, immature, slow," he stated as your blood boiled. "But it didn't take long for this fox to figure it all out," he said, gesturing to himself. You raised an eyebrow at him at his unbelievable talk.

"What do you mean by that?" You inquired. He shook his head with a "tsk, tsk, tsk"

He stood up and started heading for the door before you ran in front of it. He bent down to look at you in the eye. "I'm going to have to ask you to move, bunny." He said with a gentle smile that melted your heart. You snapped yourself out of it.

"No! And I'm not a bunny!" You retorted. He sighed and shook his head.

"You have no reason to keep me here so let me pass,"

"No! I have reasons!"

"Such as?"

"You broke into my house-"

"I opened it with a key," he chuckled as he dangled said keys in your face. You grabbed them and examined them.

"You put a tracker on me!" You gestured to your jacket and his eyes followed.

"Correction. I put it in your jacket. Not on you." He replied cockily. You grumbled and looked back at him. "Admit it, ya can't touch me bunny," he said, pushing you out of his way.

"No, no, no! Where'd you get the key!" You pointed a finger at him.

"I borrowed it from someone."

"Without my consent!" You replied angrily.

"I didn't get it from you, bunny." He chuckled as he started opening the door.

"Then who did you get it from?" You said as you stood in front of the door again.

"That is none of your concern, bunny" he said, getting annoyed with you.

"Would you stop calling me that!" You said with frustration.

"Listen toots." He knelt down to you. "If you quit your job in two weeks, I'll stop stealing, give you these keys, and never talk to you again." He stated. "I'll even stop committing crimes! Talk about being heroic. Stopping someone from ending countless lives by just stealing! Haha!" He said with annoyance.

"Promise?" You said sticking out a hand to him.

"Deal." He grabbed your hand and shook it. It felt like shaking the devil's hand. With that you let him open the door and just barely step out into the hallway before you spoke up.

"And if you break the deal I'll expose this audio recording." You said as you held up your phone that played a recording. "I'll stop stealing, give you these keys, and never talk to you again. I'll even stop committing crimes! Talk about heroic! Stopping someone from ending countless lives by just stealing!haha!"

You shut the door on his shocked face. He then started banging on the door.

"If you don't delete that I'm gonna-!"

You just laughed in response. "Do what?"

You said as you examined the keys you swiped off of the man. He just growled as he stopped banging on the door. "Admit it, you can't touch me fox," you giggled.

"Hey that's my line!" He kicked the door before leaving.

"We won't be seeing him for a while," you said to yourself outloud as you held up the exact copy of your keys that used to be in his hands.

#hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x y/n #skz hyunjin #skz x reader #skz ff #skz fanfic #skz smau #skz au #skz aus #skz mafia #skz #Spotify

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ronanceisintheair · 9 months

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In the s3 Jancy conflict neither of them are inherently wrong. They're both right. Jonathan does need that job, but that doesn't mean Nancy should have to endure the job and the horrible misogynistic treatment because he needs that job.

I don't understand the obsession with calling Nancy "fake woke feminist" or whatever for her part in it. She's right. Like I'm sorry you watched these disgusting adult men treat this teenage girl like this and your thought is "woke feminism".

She's fake because she didn't think about Jonathan? That doesn't make her fake woke. Her actions of recklessness just make her a teenager, a teenage girl, desperate to be taken seriously. Desperate for one thing not to be shit in her life and in that town.(even if ultimately they were never going to see her as equal).

The way people berate Nancy for that is laughable if not truly sad. Like yall genuinely think she should've just endured that? Truly think she was wrong for wanting to be treated like a human being. Like a person with value?

Jonathan getting fired sucks and it's bullshit. But it's also aligned with these men seeing Nancy as Jonathan's accessories that Jonathan should learn to "keep in line".

#jancy #nancy wheeler

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ririglow · 2 years

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where you belong (m) ||. joe burrow

pairings: frat boy joe burrow x reader

words: 9.1k

warnings: cursing, smut, shitty ending, a whole lotta nasty shit

description: the aftermath of part one

A/N: I didn't know how to end this type of fuckery and it shows lmao, hope yall like it though

Usually waking up for you would be a simple task, whether it's because you're in a rush to class or simply because you like to be prepared for the day. However this time it felt different, so much more different. The first thing you noticed was the sound of a lawnmower going off in the distance, and the smell of grass, something you couldn't experience in your leveled apartment. The second thing you notice is that you were completely naked except for a large t-shirt, a dull ache in your temple, and thirdly you could hear someone softly snoring behind you.

Memories of last night came to you in a bit of a haze, but you still could make out what happened, and feel it as well. The soreness you felt in your lower stomach, told you exactly what had transpired. Though that didn't make you panic, what did was the person. Peeling your eyes open, you caught sight of sports memorabilia hanging on the wall along with a weird poster of the movie Pootie Tang, without even looking you knew who was lying behind you sleeping peacefully without a care in the world.

You lay there, your heart skipping a beat as you process the memories of last night flushing through your brain. Gavin, you and Joe faking dating, you getting pissed drunk dancing in front of everyone, Spongebob, a confession from Joe?

You stop thinking after that, Joe had confessed to liking you, but was it guaranteed, or was it just the alcohol talking? Something in you really hoped it wasn't the latter, but you weren't going to stay and found out either. Turning your head around to face Joe cautiously knowing he could wake up any time soon.

You were met with him sleeping on his stomach, face mushed against a pillow, while his arm was thrown around your waist, and just as you were about to remove his arm, his body began to stir. Immediately you snapped your eyes shut and made your body go limp, certainly not ready for that awkward after-sex morning talk.

Joe woke up, eyes feeling drowsy, but his mood didn't, not after what had transpired last night. He thought that it had been too good to be true, thinking it was many of the dreams he had before you. But when he caught sight of your sleeping from his stomach fluttering, last night shortly after you fell asleep, he took the initiative to dress you in his t-shirt. And you looked damn good wearing it as you lay beside him "asleep".

As you lay there heart beating fast, you felt his hands brush a stray hair from your eyebrow, then you felt the feeling of the bed shift indicating Joe moving out of bed. A loud yawn escapes his mouth and the sound of bones cracking makes you open your eyes and peek, the sight you saw made you flustered entirely.

Joe stood there in low-hanging sweatpants with deep pink scratches littered on his chest, as he stretched his arms above his head. He started to turn his head in your direction causing you to quickly shut your eyes. Not a second later you felt a peck on your forehead, what was with all this affection? You were certain he didn't mean what he said last night right? It's not like you wanted it to be not true, you just wanted to save yourself from the embarrassment when you get that awkward "I was drunk last night, didn't mean any of it" talk.

His feet padded along the carpet floor as he heads towards the connected bathroom, after you hear the soft shut of the door and the sound of piss hitting the toilet water when you opened your eyes, the sun poured through the window hitting you right in the face which leads to you scrunching up your face, the sound of the toilet flushing could be heard before the sound of the shower going off.

Quickly as your aching body could, you hopped off the bed and looked around for your discarded clothing every step after pulling off the t-shirt Joe had put on you. It still felt as if he was plunging deep into you. While you were busy scattering around the semi-messy room, your eyes caught a glimpse of yourself. Standing in front of a body mirror that was planted on the back of his bathroom door, you see how fucked out you really looked. Bite marks littered on top of your breasts and alongside your neck.

There was no chance those could be hidden, no amount of makeup could pull it off without it looking weird. You stood there taking in your horrid appearance, dried mascara was smudged underneath your puffy eyes, and the only thing that was somewhat decent was your hair. It was still in a curly messy high ponytail, and a sore sensation was felt on your ass causing you to turn around to view it in the mirror, your mouth dropped wide open at the sight of a large handprint on both cheeks. Memories of Joe slapping your ass hard every time he thrust while you held on to him desperately, made their way into your mind.

You could feel yourself getting turned on by the memory and had the strong urge to walk into that bathroom and have him rail you in the shower in multiple positions. However, you just didn't know if you could face him right now, especially knowing that last night could've been a one-time thing. Ignoring your horny thoughts you quickly gathered your clothes, which only consists of your underwear and sweatpants.

You had no idea where the hell your sweatshirt went, so you dug into one of the dressers and stole one of Joe's which was a looney tunez tye-dye sweater. As you limped and walked towards the door, a flash of guilt ran through you, should you leave? Without saying anything? You felt like a total fuck girl bolting after she got what she wanted, but isn't that what Joe would want anyway? Better for you to leave on your terms rather than for him to tell you to fuck off.

Without taking another glance back you made your exit, after shutting his door you could hear a sharp gasp coming from behind you. Turning around fast you came face to face with Alexis who stood there with her mouth wide open in shock. From the looks of it, she was also making her exit, with her car keys in hand.

"You scared me," You chuckled nervously, trying to appear normal. But what was so normal about you sneaking out of who you thought was your sworn enemy's room? Nothing at all, and you could see in Alexis's face as she made the connection.

"Oh my god, I knew it-" She shrieked quite loudly, you rushed over and placed a hand over her mouth not wanting to alert anyone, certainly not Joe who could very well be making his way out of the shower.

"Shh! you think you could give me a ride home?" You asked, removing your hand.

She nodded still in shock. "Yes, but only if you give me the details of what happened on the way there."

You should've known this was coming but didn't refuse. "Okay, fine." As you both walked out of the house Alexis took note of your limp and laughed out loud. "Damn, he did a number on you."

You felt flustered as you slid into the passenger seat, slightly wincing at your sore backside. "Shut up Alexis."

She chuckled, turning the ignition, before backing out the driveway, a sense of relief filled you.

"So I'm assuming all that screaming last night wasn't from you and Joe fighting?" Alexis broke the silence, cutting her eye over to you.

Hiding your face in your hands, trying to shield your shame. "Please tell me you and Ja'marr didn't hear us last night."

"If I did that'll be a total lie," She chuckled, stopping at a red light, before laughing again in glee. " We also heard that bed going through it girl."

You tried to ignore her words by fidgeting with your phone, which was dead, hoping it'll be brought back to life and help you escape this riveting conversation.

"I can't believe this," You said, feeling mixed emotions about the entire ordeal. On one hand, you felt that maybe you should've stayed and talked about what happened with Joe, However, on the other, you felt somewhat dense in believing that Joe would even give you a second glance after last night, he got what he wanted right? you were now in the "I fell for joe burrow's spell" club.

A club you desperately tried to avoid.

Alexis seems to take note of your conflicted feelings asking," Do you regret it?"

"No, I didn't." As much as you wanted to immediately say yes, you couldn't because lord knows that last night was the best fuck you've ever had.

It was silent in the car for a moment before Alexis sent you a sky look. " So, how was it?"

You let out a deep sigh, one that sounded dreamy as if you were reminiscing about Joe making you cum three times last night, which you were. No amount of words can describe what you felt,

"Damn! That good huh? Bitch he left you speechless." Alexis laughed in disbelief.

"Just know at some point I couldn't figure out my name." You chuckled as she squealed.

"Ah! So how did all this happen? Because the last time I saw yall were ready to slice each other's throats, then suddenly you were fucking like rabbits." Alexis blurts out.

You let out a deep breath before telling it all, going from seeing Gavin and his girlfriend to pretending to fake a date. All, while you were explaining Alexis, listened closely, chiming in with a comment from here and there.

When you finally arrived at your apartment, it seemed like forever, and after thanking and saying goodbye to Alexis, you went straight to the bathroom to take a shower and make sense of what had happened.

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It's been three weeks since you've seen or heard from Joe. Mostly because you were avoiding the hell out of him, whenever you'd see him wandering around campus your legs would go on autopilot to turn the other way. Or whenever you were conversing with Ja'marr on the phone, and just so happened to hear a glimpse of his voice you'd make a wacky excuse to end the call.

You recognize your actions are somewhat immature or cowardly, it seems when Alexis dropped you off at your apartment when reality struck you like lightning. How is it going to be when you see him again? Awkward for sure, there was doubt he would even acknowledge you.

You figured it'll be better off cutting him completely off, and it seems Joe was fine with that because he remains unbothered by your actions, however, he was watching, on social media whenever you'd post on your insta story or feed he'd be the first person to like or see it.

He's never done that before, you don't even know when he started following you.

Given how you both acted towards one another before that night, being friends on social media wasn't something you two thought much about. Nevertheless, you followed him back, which is the only interaction you've had since you bailed.

In the midst of things, midterms were coming up causing a strike of fear in your heart. To avoid all-night cram sessions, you made a set schedule. Which consists of going to the college library every day for at least an hour, indulging in reviewing many lecture notes and assignments.

You were currently sitting in front of your laptop in the almost empty library, it was a Saturday, and the majority of minds weren't on anything school related, instead more likely preparing for the next big party that was happening. You envied those who were able to seem careless and decide to throw their troubles for one night and party. It wasn't a terrific idea but, boy sitting here alone was boring and somewhat depressing. Ja'marr and Alexis were out on a date, so you couldn't hang with them.

You started to lose interest in studying due to the lack of fun you were having from it.

Standing up for the fifth time in the last thirty minutes, you walked down the aisle passing the half-asleep librarian heading for the vending machine by the entrance, you pondered for a moment before deciding on a stick of bubble gum and a candy bar for later. You walked back to your seat focusing on opening the pack of gum,

"You are such a nerd, it's nauseating." A familiar voice said, and you almost choked on your gum. Sitting in your seat in all his glory was Joe freaking Burrow smirking up at you.

"Joe, what are you doing here?" You breathed looking at him with wide eyes.

He sat there looking up at you with a glimmer in his eyes like he was eager to talk with you. Which came as a surprise, you would've thought after you fled without saying a word he would hold some resentment or just downright ignore you all together like you had been doing with him. But alas, here he was shamelessly gazing upon you up and down.

"You've been avoiding me? Why?" He said locking his eye with yours. His tone sounded serious and the question sounded more like a statement. The last thing you'd expect is him wanting the answers on why you were staying away. You thought he would go back to his old ways of treating you, only ten times worse. But no, the hateful eye he'll usually give you was replaced with something opposite.

"I haven't, just been busy." That was half a lie, you truly were busy with school.

"Alright, I'll give you that." He nodded to himself, unconvincingly. " So answer this then, why'd you leave?"

Your tongue toyed with the inside of your cheek as you thought of an excuse, but nothing seem to come to mind.

"Get out of my seat." You said, dodging the question. Joe took notice, and let out a small laugh.

"That was totally a me move, only it was harsher because I would've stayed, basking in the after-sex glow and possibly going for another round or two before I make my exit." He said the last part with a cocky smirk, though his tone was smug, deep down he wanted answers.

He had the idea of your staying would give him the opportunity for him to talk about a possible relationship, with his confession, him now knowing you never hated him, and the night you had together something has to take off from there right? He thought about it before when he was deep inside you, watching your beautiful features contort into pleasure, he thought about it whenever you and he were around each other. You are the girl for him, and only him.

"Fine, if you won't move then I will. Goodbye." You said closing off your laptop and grabbing your textbooks scurried off towards the exit.

Joe cursed under his breath before getting up and following you out of the library, he was a few feet in back of you as you fast-walked trying to get to your destination which was your apartment. He could easily catch up to you, but for just a moment he'd taken in the sight before him which was your ass fitting well in that fabulously tight mini-skirt. Every step you took your ass did a recoil he stared in awe mouth practically salivating at the memory of his very own hand gifting it a few wacks.

"Damn," He said out loud not caring if you heard or not.

Apparently you did, because you looked over your shoulder catching him in the act. "Really?"

He threw his hands in the air, acting innocent. "It looked at me first."

"Why are you following me?" You sighed, exiting out the main door of the library, and the cool spring air whipped across your face.

"Why did you leave?" He shot back, nodding at a few people who greeted him as they walk past.

"And you care because...? You got what you wanted, I wasn't going to wait for you to kick me out." You said turning around to face him,

A flash of hurt appeared on his face, which you didn't miss. His little pout and the way his eyebrow furrowed made you feel a little guilty but what you said was true, knowing your true feelings for him it would've crushed you for him to kick you aside like the others.

"Is that all you think I want from you?" He asked in disbelief. "There isn't a day where I don't think about you, just the thought of you makes me crazy, it's so fucking scary because I've never felt like this before. Even before that night, I spent with you"

Joe would've never thought in a million years he would have this conversation with a girl, he wasn't used to sharing his feelings with someone at all, when it came to real emotion he kept it all in always telling people he wasn't a "relationship type of guy" which wasn't true at all. No one knew this but Joe has always been a hopeless romantic deep inside, and when he saw you he felt like his time has come. Although you were at each other's throats the majority of the time as toxic as it sounds his likeness grew for you more each time.

You were standing there in shock as the words slip past his lips, feeling deja vu from the night he confessed. So he was serious? You thought, feeling relieved.

"Look,I know ever since you met me I can be a bit of a—" He paused trying to think of the right word.

You decided to cut in to help him out. "Slut? Egotistical maniac? A manipulating dick who benefits from himself?"

"Ouch, that's what you think huh?" He put a hand over his heart faking as if he was hurt. Which he was a little, hearing those words come out of your mouth made him mentally wince.

"That's what I tried to think of you, but I know you're much more than that." You told him, and his face dropped even more. Quickly you assured him." In a good way!"

He smiled and looked at the ground before looking at you again. "That's good to know because I definitely can show you I'm more than those things."

"And how are you going to do that?"

Joe took a deep breath preparing himself for what he's never asked a girl for a while. "Go on a date with me?"

Your stomach swirled with excitement along with a dash of nervousness. You never thought this moment would come, it felt so surreal several months of you two battling didn't seem like this would ever happen.

"Sorry I can't," You said sheepishly,

He felt as if his heart dropped down to his stomach, his shoulders slumped down as he looked at the ground, not having the courage to look you in the eye.

"Joe, I'm kidding." You smiled when he looked up at your playful expression. " I would love to go on a date with you."

He let out a sigh of relief, before laughing. "Okay I see, that's how you do me?:

"I couldn't help it, the opportunity was right there." You laughed as he shove you lightly. You stumbled a little still laughing while looking back to see if anyone was behind you. After all, you two were standing in the middle of campus, with students pouring in from left or right.

"Thanks for that," He sarcastically said, pretending to be mad when in reality he was glad that you made the little joke it destroyed the nervousness he was feeling prior.

"You're welcome," You smiled along with him, rocking on the heels of your feet.

Joe opened his mouth to say something when his phone buzzed in his pocket, it was one of his fraternity friends, they had been supposed to meet up at the gym around 2:30 he was half an hour late.

"Shit, I have to go," He cursed after texting a quick lie stating that traffic was bad.

"Okay." You said feeling a little disappointed he had to go when ironically he was the one you were running away from thirty minutes ago.

He stepped closer to you, to the point you can smell his striking cologne. With his pointer finger and thumb, he grasped your chin, tilting your head upward. "Hey, tomorrow at five I'll pick you up, yeah?"

You nodded, looking at his memorizing features, few strands of hair fell down his forehead.

The crinkles by his eyes appeared as he grinned, before leaning down and pressing his warm lips against your forehead. By now your stomach was doing backflips, you were already a sucker for forehead kisses even more now that it's Joe giving one to you.

Disappointedly he pulled away, followed by a simple. "See you tomorrow."

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The next day rolled around faster than you could've ever imagined and the butterflies in your stomach seem to grow more as time went flying so quickly that it was already four-thirty. You had thirty minutes to get ready, and you still couldn't pick out an outfit.

"Okay how about this one?" You said holding up a black sheer mini dress.

"Babe, didn't he say casual ?" Alexis asked with amusement.

Due to your current crisis, you decided to facetime Alexis, needing another girl's opinion was a given right now.

"He did," You sighed dropping the dress in the pile of clothes, you walked back into your closet digging some more, leaving Alexis propped up against your desk.

"Make it casual but sexy at the same time!" Alexis shouted from the phone.

You kept that in mind once again searching for the right fit, after a few minutes you finally come across a simple black corset top that showed off your stomach and gave your boobs an extra push. You remember buying it specifically to please your ex Gavin, he never got to see it and you were glad because the fucker didn't deserve to see you in it.

You mentally thanked him though, if he would've never showed up at that party, this date probably wouldn't even happen due to how stubborn you and Joe were going to be.

Grabbing a pair of high waist ripped jeans, you slipped them on along with the top. You also grabbed your all white low air force ones.

"Okay, what do you think?" You asked stepping out in your full outfit, giving Alexis a 360 twirl.

A high whistle came from her as she looked over your outfit carefully. "You look fucking hot, the ass and boobs are on ten."

"It's not too much?" You asked fiddling with the top.

Alexis rolled her eyes. "Would you stop worrying? Joe is going to lose his mind when he sees you."

You smiled at the mention of his name. "I still can't believe this is happening."

After all those months of bickering to the point of it were almost an instinct to fight whenever you see each other, a part of your brain still couldn't process it.

"I can," Alexis scoffed. "You two were a walking cliche of the enemies to lovers trope."

"It does seem like that huh?" You thought about it for a second, with Joe being the typical frat football player that everyone knows and you being the closed-off top scholar, it did give off the impression of being the typical cliché.

You talked with Alexis for another couple minutes before a text from Joe popped up stating that he's on his way, accidentally a squeal escaped from you as the nerves spiked up again.

"Whats wrong?" Alexis said when she heard your squealing.

"He said that he's on his way, I'm freaking out." You told her.

She chuckled in amusement. " Would you calm down? Just three weeks ago he was in your guts, I'm pretty sure you'll be fine."

"Thats the thing Lex what if thats all he sees me as? Someone who is just a good fuck." It could be possible, after this date he realize how boring you are and want nothing to do with you.

"So you're saying he asked you out on this date because he's pussy-whipped?" She raised her eyebrows.

You shrugged your shoulders.

"So him confessing he likes you right before you two hooked up, was him being pussy-whipped as well?" Alexis pointed out.

You paused thinking it over, how could he be pussy-whipped without getting a taste of it first?

"That's what I thought, you're overthinking it too much, just have fun and relax yourself." She assured.

Have fun and relax, you chanted mentally as you made your way toward the door of your apartment where a knock could be heard. After you got off the phone with Alexis, almost immediately Joe texted his arrival, you assumed you'll meet him in the lobby however he surprise the hell out of you when he asked for your apartment number.

After fiddling with your hair, and outfit once more you took a deep breath and opened the door revealing Joe standing there dressed in a white t-shirt underneath a space jam logo jacket accompanied by his Cartier glasses. You couldn't help but gawk over him, another thing he never disappoints with was his sense of style.

While you were fawning over him, he was also doing the same thing with you.

Joe licked his bottom lip, and his icy blue eyes that were hidden behind his dark shades couldn't help but to take notice of the way your top clung closely to your chest, before ending right above your navel giving a sneak peek at your complexioned stomach.

He cleared his throat, forcing his eyes to stray away before they could travel down to the jeans you wore which clung to your thighs like a second skin. "You look beautiful, as always."

A familiar tension were brought upon with you taking in each other's appearance.

"Thanks, you look pretty good yourself." You pressed your lips together hiding a smile, it was so clear that he was nervous just like you. His body language tells it all, the constant lip licking, and the way his body swayed slightly. If you hadn't known who he was, you would've guessed this was his first date.

He gave a small shrug. " I try, ready to go?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

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Joe has never done this before, the closest to a date he's ever been on was when his mom arranged a date with her friend's daughter to the movies which ended up being a makeout session for half of the time they were there. He's never taken a girl out seriously, so he was a bit frightened, so frightened that he called up his mom for advice. She knew about you of course due to Joe's constant talk of admiration for you. His mom was excited that he finally asked you out, and even more, excited when he called for any advice letting her know that he was taking this more seriously than he's ever done.

He wasn't trying to be the man he was before, he wants to change and be a better person for you. The careless fratboy life isn't the lifestyle he wants, football and you are what he truly desires, and it was time to start focusing on that.

"Joe come skate with me!" You exclaimed gliding effortlessly to where he was standing behind the skating barrier.

Instead of taking you out where it's settled like a dinner date or the movies, he took you to an indoor amusement park, and you couldn't be happy it was less nerve-wracking, with all the arcade games you've played so far breaking the ice.

"Uh, me and skating don't get along very well." He shook his head, not looking you in the eye.

You noticed immediately and grinned. "Is that so? Or is it because you've never tried?"

"I don't need to try it, to know that we'll never get along." He taking a sip from his bottled water, truth is he's scared shitless.

"Well, you've tried me, and I'd say we're getting along." You pointed out, watching his eyes widen at your statement.

"What did you just say?" He asked smiling, eventhough he surely heard you loud and clear.

"Nothing." You said dragging out the "g", twirling around on your skates before facing him again. "I said let me teach you how to skate."

"Nope, coach will be on my ass if I break something out there." He stubbornly refuse.

You let out a scoff. "You honestly think I'm going to let that happen? I'll be right there to guide you, please try it?"

Joe made the mistake of looking into your pleading eyes and reluctantly agreed. He looked around the arcade noticing it was the majority of families and teenagers. Sighing in relief that he didn't notice any students from college witness him bust his ass.

When he first stood up in the skates he felt utterly ridiculous as he tried to regain balance after nearly falling on his face, however, you were there guiding him taking both of his hands.

"You want some knee pads and a helmet as well?" You teased, carefully leading him with both hands while occasionally looking back making sure you weren't going to crash into someone.

"Ha, ha, very funny." He rolled his eyes, causing you to laugh.

"All seriousness though, you're kinda getting the hang of it." You said watching his feet glide.

"Thank- wait what are you doing?!" He exclaimed his voice full of panic when you let one of his hands go.

"Relax, Joey." You laughed holding his right hand gliding along beside him and keeping up his pace which was a slow one but you didn't care.

He secretly smiles at the nickname, feeling like a lovesick puppy.

Once he finally got his rhythm, his confidence skyrocketed and soon you two were gliding in the rink weaving through people gleefully hand to hand. After a while, you got tired and rolled back to your table which sat directly behind the roller rink.

As you sat down with Joe following suit, you decided to say what was on your mind.

"I'm sorry I left that morning," Joe's head shot up to look at you from untying his shoes. "I thought you didn't mean what you had said that night and that if I had stayed you'd told me straight that it was a mistake."

Joe listened to your words carefully, processing them that would explain you avoiding him. You were scared of him rejecting you? It wasn't a surprise you would think that given your relationship before that night.

"No need to apologize, I just hope you feel the same way I do for you." He smiled grasping from across the table.

"Of course I do, been liking you for you for a while actually." You laughed to yourself.

"Look at us now, who what've thought?" Joe said looking at your joined hands.

It felt surreal and he was loving every second of it.

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Hours passed and you both left the arcade with smiling faces after playing just about every game. You drove around the city for a bit enjoying each other's company, you didn't want this night to end and you could tell Joe felt the same way. This is why when you arrived at your apartment, you both didn't say goodbye yet instead continued to talk and laugh while the music of your playlist blared in the background.

"I'm going to be honest here," He paused, you looked at him expectantly. "I don't want you to go."

"Really? Because I don't wanna leave."

His face lit up with a sweet smile, making his eyes crinkle. "I'm assuming you enjoyed yourself then?"

"You assume right."

After a few more minutes of the two of you continuing to talk without having an ounce of awkward silence, it started to get late and you knew you couldn't stay there forever as much as you wanted to.

However after you said your goodbyes, and on your way heading towards your apartment. You could practically feel Joe's eyes telling you to come back, which you did.

Bending down to lean against the passenger window your eyes met Joe's.

"Would you like to come inside?"

Walking ahead with your hand grasping his as you guided him down the hall toward your apartment, Joe felt like a kid in a candy store whether your intentions were sexual or not he was glad that the night hasn't ended with you.

When he entered the doorway, he realized that he's never been in your apartment, there was an attempt once when Ja'marr came to visit you, he tried to tag along walking through the door only to be stopped by you firing an insult. In the end, it had you two bickering back in forth in the doorway until ja'marr broke it off.

Oh, how the times have quickly changed he thought.

He took this opportunity to briefly look around, admiring how artistic and vibrant it is, which he loved, a home with personality.

"Welcome to my humble abode." You said after closing the door, following him towards the living room.

"I like it," He compliments, eyes looking over at the framed art on the wall, before glancing over at the glass yin yang shape table that's placed in front of the contemporary sofa. " I'm going have to steal that by the way"

You snorted out a laugh, sitting down in your cozy swivel chair while Joe took a seat across from you on the sofa after taking off his coat. Your eyes couldn't help but to go towards his long muscled legs that spread so casually. That simple act already had your mind going, and you felt bad about how dirty your mind is. He wasn't even doing anything sexual for christ's sake!

Needing a cool down, you stood up from your chair. "I'm going to head in the kitchen, you want anything to drink?"

Joe took notice of your flustered state, and immediately knew what was up, he dealt with many girls to know what they were feeling.

"C'mere for a second." He motioned with his head, after a few minutes of silence Joe couldn't help his mind moving to all the things he wanted to do to you.

Your legs were on autopilot, making their way in his direction. Just when you were going to sit down beside him, Joe tugged you by the waist onto his lap, causing you to sit sideways lower back digging into the arm of the sofa while your legs dangle over his thighs.

"What are you doing?" You asked with a tremor in your voice, looking into his dark shades blue eyes full of sudden lust.

"You were far away," He states, fingers skimming over your knee which was exposed through your ripped jeans. "Are you comfortable?"

"Yes," You said, he nodded as his other hand that was wrapped around your shoulders traveled down your arms rubbing it softly, more likely feeling the goosebumps that appeared. It felt like the more he touched you, your body become warm and everything hypersensitive.

You watched his hand that was now toying with a loose string of your jeans, in slight awe staring at his prominent veins before moving up to his thick forearm to his neck.

Joe already staring at you intensely when you met his eye, he could feel the heat radiating off your body. His mind flashed back to when he held you close while pumping in and out, as melodic moans fell from your lips.

A warm flood of hunger went through him, as a sense of craving and anticipation for him to be inside of you again. He could feel his face becoming hot.

He removed his hand from your lap and placed it on your cheek rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip. Closing your eyes, you relish in the warmth of his palm. Joe leaned forward pressing his forehead against yours. "I want to kiss you right now."

"Please do." You said opening your eyes, to meet his.

Thats when Joe broke. He grasps the back of your neck pulling your face close to his. The fulfillment you felt when his warm tongue slipped past your lips made the bottom pit of your stomach flutter. He could smell the sweetness of your fragrance, which cause his mind to go cloudy. Joe wrapped a strong arm across your abdomen, enjoying the feeling of your tongue massaging his.

Your mouths continued to move in sync, at some point Joe gently sucked and bit your bottom lip pulling it between his teeth slowly, it was the hottest thing you've ever experienced while kissing someone. You grew bold and placed trailed your kiss down to the crook of his neck, sucking and biting no doubt leaving fresh red markings.

Joe sigh in delight feeling your lips move against his skin, he took the time to feel you up, going from your chest down between your legs and giving your mound a generous massage. Your hips buck at his sudden movements

"Joe." You moan out breathlessly, your head still buried in the crook of his neck. His movements came to a halt and just as you were about to complain he stood up after hooking his arm under your knees, holding you in bridal style.

"Where's your bedroom?" He asked walking towards the hall.

You told him where, and he entered carrying you towards your bed, the red tapestry lightning enrich the mood. You flopped down on the decorative pillows that's littered on your bed, letting out a squeal.

Joe stood at the end of the bed, watching you kicking off your shoes before maneuvering yourself into a kneeling position right in front of him. He placed a hand on your stomach pushing you back down on your back, before grabbing your ankles and yanking you down towards him. The feeling of wanting is apparent as you let him manhandle you in the most hottest way.

He quickly unbuttoned your jeans before roughly yanking them down, causing yet another squeal to leave your lips. You were now left in just your underwear and top, watching him look you up and down. His eyes held a sultry gaze as he took in your appearance as if he had seen it for the first time. The strap of your corset top fell down your shoulder, giving him more of a clear view of the swell of your breast. His mind focused back when you sat up resting both knees on the bed in front of him once again.

His mouth met with yours once again, fingers threading through his freshly cut hair tugging it slightly, before traveling to his chest all the way down to his button of his jeans. Undoing it quickly before slipping your hand inside his briefs, Joe broke the kiss letting out a groan relishing the warmth your hand provided.

You took hold of his cock feeling it hot and swollen, a drop of precum forming at the tip. Every part of you tingled as you desperately wanted a taste. Trailing kisses down his clothed chest, with both hands pushing his underwear down along with his jeans, his dick sprang free at full length. Your mouth watered at the captivating sight, he was blessed with both thickness and length. Without giving it a second thought you ran your tongue alongside smooth and slightly veiny skin.

Joe breathing was getting heavier when he took the sight of you bending down at your own will, his fantasies about you were coming alive once again.

On all fours, you stared up at him with greedy eyes, he had the bottom of his shirt in between his teeth giving you a special view of his well groomed torso while looking down at you with his hand rubbing over your head. He was eager to watch you go to work on him, but instead of going for his dick your mouth made contact towards the balls, taking him by surprise.

"Oh fuck!" He groaned his words were slightly muffled due to him still holding the t-shirt.

You ran your tongue over his scrotum before pursing your lips and sucking gently on the skin. Joe's hand unknowingly tightens around your hair, while his eyes rolled back towards his head feeling completely different from anything he's ever experienced, and he has a lot of experiences.

Moans after moans along with curses fell from his lips, as you continued to suck and lick on his balls with no dick contact, it was truly remarkable and the sounds that were coming out of his mouth were left unrestrained. He couldn't think of any girl giving him this much pleasure from giving him a blow job, and you didn't even get to his dick yet...

You spent minutes just sucking and licking without getting any attention towards his length, mouth feeling like magic against him creating the most sensational pleasure he's ever experienced.

What seem like forever, you finally moved some attention towards his awaiting length. Wrapping your lips around the tip, Joe lets out a pleased hum both of his hands now cupping on either side of your head, glancing down into your eyes. He wasn't going to guide you, he felt it was necessary to let you do the work.

Holding eye contact, you sent a wink his way before slowly sliding down inch by inch until he hit the back of your throat. The noise Joe made was filthy and hot, your jaw almost pushed past its limit, and you inhaled through your nose steadily to prepare to take him even further, which you did.

"What the fu—, Goddamn, fuck!" He groaned almost in disbelief, Joe is very much aware of his size and can admit that he's encountered girls who opted out, fearing he wouldn't fit.

You held one hand on his thigh to steady yourself as his hips involuntarily buck causing tears to well in your eyes. Relieving your breathing, you eased him out of your throat slowly before taking your other hand and twisting it up and down around his wet length.

"Joe," You said breathlessly, feeling yourself clenching around nothingness as you look at his state of him.

Head tossed back, eyebrows furrowed, the t-shirt still in between his teeth, he looked to be in utter bliss. It made you feel prideful in being the cause of him being so vulnerable.

Chest heaving he glanced down at the sound of his name. God you looked beautiful.

"Fuck my face."

His eyes widened at your request—no order, oh you are so brave to let him take control.

"Are you sure?" He asked, rubbing both thumbs beneath your eyes staining them with ruined mascara.

"More than sure," You stared up at him eagerly.

The neediness in your eyes was enough for him to take off his shirt tossing it aside before repositioning his hand on either side of your face and pushing his hips forward into your awaiting mouth.

With his deliberate, hard strokes as he pushes your head forward while his hiring move wildly, you realize you weren't sucking his dick, you were being fucked in the most delicious way. The willingness to come from your end makes it super sensual and just overall a complete turn-on knowing that you like to be handled this way by him.

You sputter and gagged barley holding yourself together but didn't let it up, enjoying the way his swollen dick thumping against the back of your throat.

Thirty five seconds of rapid fucking pause, he pulled his length out a string of saliva from the head streamed out.

"You okay beautiful?" He asks, you couldn't speak throat already badly aching, so you nodded as you took quick gasps of breaths despite your throat hurting you weren't in the mood to stop.

He plunges back in quickly, his thrust faster, letting him fuck your mouth like a rag doll gave you shivers as more wetness seep out of you causing your inner thighs to become slick.

Tears continue to stream down your cheeks, as Joe kept up his erotic movements. The sounds of squelching and Joe's rough grunts were the only sound could be heard in your room, maybe even thought your apartment.

"Just like that, thats it." He chanted as you held your tongue tight and slick against the underside of him. You could feel his dick pulsing and you could just tell he was close to cumming.

Your hand tapped his thigh, he immediately stopped his movements, then you pulled away soon replacing your mouth with your hand grabbing the base twisting it up and down rapidly, while holding out your tongue.

"Oh damn, you're unreal, fuck! I love you!" He sputtered out, you could feel his body tense getting lost in the moment. A second later his body relaxes then you felt multiple warm spurts hit your tongue some of it catching the corner of your mouth, you continued to milk him dry until he stopped your motions.

You pulled your tongue back into your mouth swallowing majority of his load, silently watching him recover from what felt like his soul leaving his body.

Feeling quite smug and fairly confident you decided to tease him a little, cocking your head to the side and pulling yourself up back to leaning on your knees, meeting him at eye level you sent him a smirk. "You love me huh?"

Joe uncharacteristically felt sheepish at his choice of words, he couldn't stop it from escaping. With his 6 he swipes residue from the corner of your mouth mumbling a small "shut up."

With no hesitation, you wrapped your mouth around his thumb licking it off, while Joe watched your every move letting out a small "Fuck".

Suddenly he grabbed at your ass kneading it, the act made you let out a moan. Your heart rate quickens when he then grasps your underwear, ripping it apart with only a few tugs, and tossing the shattered fabric on the floor.

The wetness between your thighs was still present, dying for any kind of attention.

After taking off the rest of his jeans, he pushed you on your back climbing over you on the bed situating his body between your thighs, as his hands explore your body squeezing your breasts which were still covered by your top, trailing down to roam your hip bone and thighs before finally settling in between your legs.

You squirm and moan when his fingers met with your soaking slit, adding pressure when his two fingers began to move up and down stimulating your most sensitive part. Joe's pupils dilated gazing down at your withering body when his finger began to pick up speed and ultimately entered his middle and ring finger in your seeping hole.

Spreading your thighs further apart, as you titled your hips up and grasping at his forearm, his thick fingers stretched your flesh as he dip in and out.

"Goddamn, you're soaking baby." He said fascinated by the sound your pussy was making and the sight of it oozing out the essence.

You wanted to respond to him, but couldn't find the words due to his fingers now curling inside you hitting the familiar spongey part that made you see stars.

Thighs trembling as you clenched around his digits, nearly making it impossible for him to move. The rapid movements toward your spot nearly wiped you out.

Joe couldn't keep his eyes off you falling apart beneath him, eyes rolling back, one hand clenches the sheets while the other stays on his forearms searching for some stability.

In the midst of his fingers moving inside you, his thumb grazed over your now engorged and swollen clit. You shut your eyes tightly not having the power to keep them open what you were currently feeling was something new, something extremely different.

Blindly you reach out to grab his free hand placing it at the column of your neck, completely lost in the pleasure. You moan out feeling him give your neck a generous squeeze.

Suddenly you feel an unfamiliar pressure build-up, it was a complex different feeling than your typical orgasm, this was something that was deep and it had you in a daze. Body temperature rises from between your legs to your stomach, and legs.

"J-joe I'm—" You were in disbelief at the new feeling, and Joe was completely oblivious as he leaned down to capture your lips with his, proceeding to stimulate your clit and caress the spot inside you.

A soft tremor in the inside of your thighs and the urge to release was what you felt before a gush of liquid squirted out of you making a complete mess, your legs shook as you let out the loudest scream, mind going blank for a few seconds.

Joe departed the kiss in shock, to glance down to where his hand was currently wet along with his lower half.

After coming down from your intense high, you opened your eyes in the realization of what you did. Never in your days, you've squirted, you vaguely remember Gavin trying to achieve the accomplishment only to fail horribly. And now here you were covered in your juices, honestly, you weren't that surprised given who you were dealing with right now

"That was fucking hot." Joe licked his lips, pulling out his fingers causing you to hiss.

Your chest rapidly fell and rose when you gave him a shy smile, one of your hands covering half of your face. Joe chuckled at your bashfulness before taking the hand away from your face and kissing it.

"Are you ready for more?" He asks, nowhere near done.

"Yes, please." You replied , feeling already fucked out despite him not being actually inside you.

"Turn around for me, beautiful." He said watch you with lust filled eyes, after seeing you squirt he was determined to have you do it again.

You flipped over having your knees to hold you up, feeling Joe getting situated behind you, gripping your hips more in a more upright position. You couldn't help but lean against his touch when his hands roamed over your back down to your ass giving it a gentle squeeze. A sharp gasp left your mouth when he roughly planted a harsh smack on one cheek, you should've known that was coming.

His fingers then reached to unzip your corset top in the back, the straps immediately fell your arms as your boobs was released. Excitement pulsed through you when you felt him rub the tip up and down at your soaking entrance, face buried in the pillow preparing for what's to come.

Joe lined himself in your entrance before pushing himself with ease due to your previous orgasm. A shudder racked through your body at the feeling of him filling you up, eyes rolled back once more. He stood still for a second letting out a low grunt, at the sensation of the wetness he was currently buried in.

One hand on your hip, while the other gripped your shoulder he began moving to thrust in and out, causing you to let out a sweet cry. Tears were back once again welling up, as his hips continued to smack against yours.

His grip was tight around your shoulders and hips, as his control of speed and depth of penatration grew faster and harder.

"Fuck, right there baby!" You shriek feeling him hit your g-spot.

"Right here?" He gave a specific hard thrust, which made you almost lose your mind softly batting your hands on the bed before gripping the sheets tightly.

"Yes! Yes, oh god." You called out, the most desperate and filthy noises left your mouth that would put any pornstar to shame.

Joe finally let go of your shoulder, only to swing his arm around your throat creating a form of a headlock, he uses his arm to pull you upright bringing your body entirely closer to him. His lips were by your ear as he kept you in place, swiftly biting your neck while using his free hand to play with your sensitive clit.

No words could formulate, you were completely and utterly dazed as he fucked the living daylight out of you. He watched your head loll against his arm that was encircled around your neck, feeling yet another deep sensation this one more intense.

You let out countless of whimpers at the feeling, lip turning into a small pout. Joe took notice of your frantic state and pressed a kiss on your cheek mumbling. "I know, I know, it's okay baby just relax."

His hand that was on your clit moved up to rub at your tummy soothingly, applying the right pressure on your lower abdomen which ultimately made you gush out once again spurts of juices going everywhere a huge rush of exhaustion and pleasure pulsed through your veins. Seeing you squirt yet again was what brought Joe to his high letting out a particular loud shout, hips moving against upwards gradually riding out his orgasm, before he officially came down.

Pressing a kiss on the side of your temple, he slowly pulls out letting out a hiss as his cum ran down your leg. Feeling exhausted you collapse forward on your stomach, hugging a pillow close, your legs still shaky hard while your jaw is tightly clenched.

Joe ran a hand through his wet sweaty hair, as he took in your state, even more, torn up than the last session you had.

"It's okay beautiful, c'mere." He laid on his side pulling you in front of him so that he was spooning.

"Joe, I have to go change these sheets." You mumbled in protest, yet not making any move. Your limbs felt entirely limp.

He lets out a chuckle. "I don't think you are in the position to do that, we'll get to it later."

You hummed closing your eyes, sleep was non avoidable at this point. "If I go to sleep you're not going to run out on me are you?"

"Never, that's your thing." He teased, you playfully nudged with your elbow.

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ATEEZ As Fathers On Their Child's First Day Of School

notes; can yall imagine them as parents 😭 obviously this is entirely fictional but I was seeing a few for NCT and I'm like, "what if ___ the type to take a bunch of pictures just to embarrass their kid later on?" And poof, came the idea. More under the cut!

Seonghwa

Now, you know he's an amazing father, just like the rest of the group. He's smart, cunning and super responsible so you know damn well the man's prepared for the first day of school.

You as his S/O will 100% take care of the back-to-school shopping because somehow, you know that he'll spend all the money uniquely on drawing things.

"Look at this one, this one's filled with glitter. You want this one, bub?"

"Hwa, you got six different brands of glitter markers."

"And? We gotta test out every single one to figure out which ones the best."

Anyways. The glitter markers are 100% more for him than his child but you didnt hear it from me.

Hwa does however take care of the snacks and all things nutrition for his child. And its down to the bone.

Snacks that are litterally so good that you could snack on for days AND theyre healthy? Check. Juice boxes that are the real deal and none of the fake flavors? Check.

Oh? You asked about lunchables? SeongHwa makes them, doesn't buy.

A litteral homemade chef.

He wants his child to have a good meal at school :((

And as for his child's water bottle, they customized that shit UP.

Teaches them things like manners etc.

He 100% sets six different alarms to make sure he doesn't mess up his child's special day.

Turns out that he didn't need all of them because he woke up half an hour before the first one.

On the first day of school, you swore you saw this man shed a tear as soon as his child hopped into the school bus and it drove away. His baby's all grown up now and going to school, he's a mess.

You totally caught that on video tho ;)

Hongjoong

You know those dads that do everything by the book and make sure everything is perfect down to the nail?

Yeah, that's Hongjoong.

He's so ready, its ridiculous.

If you didnt know he only had one child, you'd think its his fifth rodeo.

He definitely has a budget for everything and spends excatly the amount planned.

He's also quite the fashionista.

He definitely makes his child walk the runaway in store dressing/changing rooms. If you're gonna walk, you BETTER walk. His words.

No but wait until he finds the clearance section and he goes berserk. He finds the best and most comfortable clothes for like 10$, its insane.

"Look at you, all suit up! If anyone asks, you get your fashion taste from your father and not from your mother."

"Excuse me?"

Hongjoong's the one taking pictures, but about one to three pictures. He believes that even the worst taken one has the best stories behind them.

He let his child customize their backpack. You want a dragon and snowflakes on it? You got a deal.

Lowkey the type of parent that makes sure their child knows the alphabet and how to count to ten. He wants his child to go, "I know how to count because of my daddy!" <3

He also tries to still his child's hair but it goes really wrong and you gotta save the day before you ALL start stressing cause you got no time left.

Gives the biggest hug to his child :( he's so proud of them.

When he goes back home, he kinda feels sad :(( although his S/O is right there, the house feels so empty without his little baby.

But then, when his child gets back from school, he's definitely spoiling them with ice cream or something. And they totally went to the park after too.

Yunho

Probably the one of the softest out of all of them.

Yunho just looks at his child and goes, "ah, when did you grow up so fast?"

He actually wants to stuff his child in his bag and take them everywhere, they're like the perfect duo its insane.

When it comes to school supplies, he's cautious about what you guys buy. Scissors? Are they safe? His baby is like five years old, he doesn't want them hurting themselves.

He really is the type of parent that makes sure their child has SHOE drip. A pair of shoes for every occasion.

Notebooks or binders? No, shoes.

Red shoes, blue shoes, yellow shoes, dress shoes, sneakers, cleets EVEN if his child doesn't play soccer.

Shoes.

You get the point.

He watched tutorials on how to do their child's hair, especially if he has a daughter. He practiced BEFORE the first day of school because he wants to be prepared.

"Daddy, why are you parting my hair like that?"

"Trust the process, sweetheart."

He definitely engages his child in any cognitive or stimulative games like puzzles. And he plays with them all the time (although he's manipulated because he somehow bargains with his child and he somehow always loses and said child ends up on his phone).

On the first day of school, he's so giddy. He's never not smiling.

He legit hoisted his child on his back and ran all the way down the street. They probably did like... three tours of the block before Yunho got tired.

Yunho and his child have a waving contest while the bus drives away. They kept waving until the bus turned the corner at the end of the street.

When his child came back, they definitely played games while she/he talks about their day.

Yeosang

Forget about helping the child, help him instead.

Yeosang is confused, but isn't but he is at the same time.

Confused? Here:

On the first day of school, he knows where the bus should pick up his child yet spends five minutes looking for the street despite the fact that its a block from where you live.

Anyways.

My man is HOOKED in. Makes sure his child knows his/her worth because they are special.

He WILL write cute little notes all over the house and send his child on a quest to find of all of them and read them.

^ he does this because he knows some kids can be super mean so his child is gonna have a heart of gold and armor of steel. Nothing else, nothing more.

His child is the one to show him hand games like STICKS and Patty-Cake. He looks at them half the time like, "am I doing this right?"

"I don't know daddy, I think."

Bless their souls.

Unlike the others, Yeosang knows how to do his child's hair. Litterally an angel. Does the cutest do for them, its adorable :(

The morning of the first day of school, Yeosang prepares the best breakfast for his little one, cutting the pancakes in shapes and drawing a smiley face on the eggs.

If he doesn't take pictures then you, his S/O, does. He wouldn't know you took any until you guys get back home.

When his child is fully dressed with their bag on and ready to go, he kinda just stares at them. Like... thats his baby finally going out in the social world to be social and learn :(

He's so locked in that you called him like three times and he snapped out of it like, "huh? What did I miss?"

On the way to the bus stop, Yeosang does not let go of his child's hand.

Gives the biggest forehead kiss before they go onto the bus and they, again, just stare at each other while the bus rolls away.

Protect them, Im begging.

San

Just look AT HIM :(

Anyways, San will make the day 100x more exciting than it actually is.

They have a countdown calendar until the first day of school... they started when his child was three years old.

Is the type to read a bedtime story to their child and forget that its past their bedroom. They ended up reading five different ones.

They also made a fort the night before, and they fell asleep in said fort. Its still up, you don't have the heart to take it down.

Does everything for his child. They want pancakes for breakfast? Bet. They want strawberries and chocolate chip cookies? Who could say no to that beautiful face.

Hes lowkey manipulated by his child. The kid wants cookies for their school lunch and San was this close to agreeing.

Its okay, you can shake your head.

Stickers! He picked a sticker to put on his lunchbox and backpack, they decorated it themselves.

He lets his child help out the morning of. They wanna help make breakfast? They wanna do their own hair? They want to pick their outfit? Of course, go ahead.

But he will tell his kid if what they're wearing isn't the best outfit for school.

If his kid is arsty, he will buy them an art set and let them gloat to their friends what their father bought them.

On the way to the bus stop, San lets his child sit on his shoulders and name them all the thing they see.

"Daddy, it's your turn."

"I spy with my little eye, something thats... yellow!"

"Like... like the school bus, daddy?"

"What do you— oh my God!"

Yeah...

San and his child have a little routine :( one kiss to each cheek, one boop to the nose, a hug followed by a I love you. You caught it on video right before they boarded :((

San didnt cry, but you have pictures of his eyes watering.

Mingi

Sigh.

His child and him are twins. Forget about your kid going to school, Mingi's going with them.

Hes so happy :( like LOOK AT THIS BABY

Mingi takes care of everything. Bath, hair, clothes, lunch, shoes, supplies— everything.

#Housewife.

You could hear their little giggles from the bathroom as they started a bubble bath and still haven't gotten out yet.

^ its been thirty minutes, please get out.

He also reads his child bedtime stories! Except that they fall asleep together after half a story.

You can't let them go shopping together. They will ransack the entire store if they really wanted to. He honestly spoils them too much, the kid have like three different notebooks with a calendar, studying materials, cue cards and stationary........ the child's five years old.

He will wear a pair of matching shoes with his child, like he thinks its cute.

It very well is the cutest shit ever.

Before leaving the house, they plan a whole bunch of games and it ends up with your child shrieking from the living room and Mingi tickling them to the point of death.

If his child needs glasses, he is THE man to ask. They got four pairs.

"Mingi, love... why four?"

"One for reading, two for seeing and a backup pair."

"Three of them are backup pairs!"

When its time to say goodbye, they both start crying :((( they're each others best friends who have been stuck to each other's hip. They missed each other when the door closed.

Like he tried so hard to smile but his baby is starting a new milestone like :(

Definitely spoiled them when they got back tho.

Wooyoung

Yall know how its usually the child crying when they leave for school?

Yeah, except Wooyoung's the one crying and not the kid. It 100% goes;

"Daddy, why are you crying? Everyones looking! This is kinda embarrassing."

"Im not crying, your mother made me cry."

"!?"

Do NOT let this man prepare your child's lunch box, I'm begging.

"A little brownie and chocolate chip cookies for lunch won't hurt you, right?"

You'll be surprised if you don't get a call from your child's teacher asking why the hell their lunchbox is filled with sweets and not a single slice of apple.

Man is taking 1000 pictures per minute, you gotta delete most of them because either;

a; its a picture of the ceiling.

b; its a picture thats blurry that you thought it was the window but it was actually the back of your head.

c; half his face is covering the camera.

d; its a zoom in of your child's eyes.

Or e; its just... blank.

So much screaming and running around. I don't know why he was panicking, the bus isn't gonna pass in another hour.

Your child also has an almost identical laugh to your husband so you can only imagine them giggling half the time while your kid's getting dressed.

Unlike Yeosang, Wooyoung teaches his child manners through bribering.

"What do you say when someone gives you something?"

"Thank you!"

"Good job, here's a slice of cake."

It was 7 in the morning when that happened^

You can assure that they raced to the bus stop. You can only imagine the neighbors watching as a five year old beat their father in a sprinting race.

When the bus finally rolled around, he was a sobbing mess, it was ridiculous. He would try to say bye but sobs would just escape his mouth like he was grieving or something.

He was feeling better when your kid gets back home. They were litterally skipping down the street together.

Jongho

HE SLEPT THROUGH THE ALARM TWICE.

Anyways, he spent all night thinking about how his kid was going to do on their first day.

You know damn well he looked through the old photo albums and cried at like 2 am in the morning because something so small became a child that he cannot get enough of.

But he does need at least three cups of coffee to keep up with his child's energy.

Your kid was the one to wake him up and rush him despite that it was 6 am and the bus wouldn't be there til 7:40 am.

Cue to Jongho chasing after a semi makes toddler because they taught it would be fun to tire out their father BEFORE it hit 6 am.

Hes very patience so he plays along and promises to by them something after school.

Jongho and you are you little ones biggest supporters. They wanna use the hallway as a runaway? Where are the cameras?! They wanna wear sunglasses to school even if its raining? Go ahead!

But Jongho also carries his kid everywhere. Towards the stove to get his fourth cup of coffee, towards the living room to watch cartoons, to the shoe rack to get shoes. His little angel is secured in his arm.

They will have debates about every single piece of garment they'll wear. I'm lying, they arent even debates— the kid's too smart for their own good.

"Dont you wanna wear the green socks?"

"But daddy, if I wear green socks, my feet are going to camouflage with the grass and they'll disappear!"

"... good point, let's go with purple."

When it was time to say goodbye at the bus stop, his kid didn't want to leave :(( they held other his hand linger then expected and their eyes started to water and aaAH :(((((

Jongho had to wipe them away and comfort them for a minute or two, but his child just didn't want to go.

And now they were in the car jamming to songs playing on the radio :) forget the bus! Car ride to school!

That being said, he walked his kid to class and finally, they bidded goodbye (only after making Jongho promise that he was going to pick them up later).

#vickylamore #vickywritings #ateez #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #ateez headcanons #ateez fic #hongjoong x reader #Seonghwa x reader #mingi x reader #yeosang x reader #san x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader #yunho x reader #kpop imagines #kpop fanfiction #this shit is so cute i wanna die

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venussaidso · 2 years

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Purva Bhadrapada queen?/?/? yall

(typing as I'm in the middle of the film I'm not done watching but I can't help but type this lmfaoo)

Drea in Do Revenge is giving me Purva Bhadrapada anger. The more she feeds it the more shit gets worse for her. Purva Bhadrapada be like; the energy you put out will manifest but also come back to you. Also Drea played by an Ardra Sun, like Rudra anger all over. The fake woke shit just PISSES HER WAYY OFF lmao. Ardra IS Rudra incarnate. Purva Bhadrapada is another interpretation of Rudra, though fiery. Drea (Camila Mendes) is Pbp Moon, Ardra Sun. OMG IM OBSESSED WITH HERRR. I love seeing Rudra through women ngl it's the perfect female rage, especially in Ardra it's a fucking tornado bitch.

Omg but Sophie Turner there lmfaoo peak Ubp unhinged rage I fucking can't this is perfect.

EDIT: Drea really is the embodiment of (an immature/) Purva Bhadrapada's narcissism. The fact that she didn't remember what she's done to Eleanor lmfaoo. It's giving peak Pbp. 'Narcissists are too busy focused on themselves to realize they're being played,' GENIUS.

!!! EDIT !!! : Purva Bhadrapadas unknowingly making enemies and having everyone projecting their victimhood and insecurities on them unprovoked is too much of an interesting social concept with this nakshatra. This is why they make few friends because everyone be lowkey jealous. Pbp women do nothing and still make men feel emasculated lmao. Max is really a pathetic little sleazebag. I've seen Pbp women having lame ass taste in men, same with Ubps. [Couldn't be me though 💀]. Anyway.

#vedic astrology #vedic observations #purva bhadrapada #sidereal astrology #astro notes #ardra

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gvftea · 13 days

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It was more than one but okay. At 15 you know it’s wrong to body shame people but yall will forever defend that bitch

You all act like y’all were saints as teenagers and never did or said anything ignorant. If you were one of the few who truly didnt great, but 15 year olds are STUPID and do stupid things, theyre till immature CHILDREN. Knowing something is wrong as a CHILD doesnt always mean said a child who is still developing and learning about the real world and consequences, knows the impact or how back what theyre doing or saying is. I did stupid shit at 15 know I shouldnt be doing it and it could hurt me, but I didnt care at the time, I look back now, im 22, wtf was I thinking? Id never do some of that stuff now. I said stupid shit. Its life. Kids grow and people change. If you truly think someone is exactly like they were at 26 (or 27 idk how old she is) vs when they were 15, if you think people cant have changes of heart even if they truly believed at the time they werent in the wrong, you are the problem. Point blank period. I nothing like my 15 year old self at all. My mindset, everything… im so sick of this being an argument “you know right from wrong at 15” “well I was bullied snd didnt do xyz” oh my god not everyone is you? Not everyone has your mind set or is thinking like you did. Not everyones situation is the same. Quit acting holier than thou. Please stfu. Regardless like I said, 15, 16 hell even 17… YOURE A CHILD C H I L D. Youre going to do ignorant childish things. And we have to also remember, no it was never okay to say certain things. However, it was a lot more normalized (im saying this AS A BLACK GIRL) to say certain things back in like 2013. Admit it or not it was. Shit was being said in shows, problematic shit all the time waa in movies… bc it wasnt as widely said that hey yall dont need to say this. Like today, im sure a white 15 year old know like im gunna fuck my life up and get beat tf up if I say the N word. Where as in 2013, im sure 15 year olds where saying it all the time to each other casually. Just shut up please. You all are so so so fake woke its unreal. Besides given the chance, you all talk so much shit about hannah behing keyboards, using fan accounts, on anon, but let you catch hr in person you aint about to say SHET. Especially if she happened to be with samuel. Thanks for reading my think piece

#greta van fleet #gvf #josh gvf #sam gvf #jake gvf #josh kiszka #danny wagner #danny gvf #jake kiszka #sam kiskza

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ok my thinking is that BECAUSE TAE IS HIGHLY SNSITIVE ever since his humanity is on he can pick up easily on what poeple feel hence why he comforted yoongi even though that man was closing off to him. and because of HE TOLD HIM EXACTLY WHAT HE WANTED TO HEAR and that takes extra amount of intelligence to figure out what poeple want in moments of solitude, grief, anger! not everyone is capable of that and i feel it's the only caracter in mv capable of that? (jungkookie also but tae's more sentisitive in general whereas tae is sensitive and highly self concious and reflective also maybe his creative self also allows him to be even more reflective and observer of the world and poeple and so hes even more and more emotionnaly smart?) i feel like yoongi at the end reconized how special tae can be

Like HE KNEW YOONGI S ULT FEAR and he didn't tell him the cliché of oh life is beautiful and dadadadad he was like if you don't want to live that's fine but why don't you just give a go and the decide and holy fuck i've never been immensly suicidal but i feel like if i was that'd make me think again? vs oh life is so pretty look at the flowers i'll be like stfu dumb cunt but if someone is like yeah life sucks and it might not get better and you might not feel different but just give it a go, see what happens i'd be like well i guess ...

and alsoooooo hear me out, as much as this man was easily played by jimin as much i believe he empathizes with him (ok maybe that weird captor sympathy syndrome stokholm) because even if jimin doesnt talk about it tae knows that jimin is fucked up all because of namjoon and because of that he offers his emotional net as safety for jimin?! LIKE HE KNOWS HIS HOMIE IS BAD FOR HIM BUT HE KINDA WANTS TO BE HIS PUNCHING BAG BECAUSE HE REALZES HES INTERNALY AGONIZED. like we've been there, you let shit slide because your friend, partner, mom is having a shit day, shit week, shit life lmao? it's a twisted way for love for sure but it's love nonetheless? AND ALL YOU BITCHES CAN FIGHT ME ON THIS BUT MV TETE BEAR LOVES LIKE THERES NO TOMORROW HE DIVES HEADFIRST AND PUTS HIS HEART ON THE LINE FOR EVERYONE

ok AND THIS HIGH REGARD AND PERCEPTION FOR OTHER FEELINGS IS WHAT OC FELL FOR! AND KOOKIE! like hear me out in SA he was so sweet like honey on strawberries!! and the fake kind of sweet where it's just talk that man got oc plants as his way of asking her to move in for example! he also took kookie shopping and spoiled him and stuff so that's the taehyung THEY KNOW.

He offered jaykay a long hug because he sensed that man's starvation for skinship and he was like i'll be the one to give it to him! i also remember how he distracted him in the dinner by whispering in his ear about their nightly planned activoites hehehehe WHICH IS AGAIN TAEHYUNG SAVING POEPLE BY WHAT HE KNOWS BEST GIVING THEM WHAT THEY WANT AT THAT EXACT MOMENT

IDK I COULD WRITE SO MUCH MORE I KNOW EVERYONE IN LOVE WITH MV YOONGI ON HERE BUT MV TAE IS MY BLUEPRINT IM SORRY BESTIES TWISTED KINKY INTIALLY WANTED TO EAT HER YES BUT HES SO SLEPT ON YALL I FEEL LIKE HES THE DEEPEST MV CARACTER AND SO COMPLEX AND SUPERPOSED LAYERS YET IT CAN BE SIMPLY CUT DOWN TO "SWEETEST TING"

IDK IM SO ATTRACTED TO BABYBOYS WHO HAVE DARK PASTS AND HIS DUALITY

We were a little hard on him but that's okay some rough love and he woke up from his trance hehehehe

OK NOW to the important part: KINKY TAEHYUNG SEX WHEN? I need to mark my calendar sibi

Wow I actually fucking love this analysis of his character!! Thank you so much for seeing him this way and for writing such lovely words about him!!

YES THIS!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PUTTING IT LIKE THIS!! when I was suicidal I hated nothing more than people telling me "but life's so good why do you wanna end it?" because back then my life wasn't beautiful and I just wanted it to end and their "comforting words" just felt like mockery to me and proved to me that they had NO IDEA what I was actually feeling. Honestly the only thing what really helped was me telling myself "yeah life sucks but maybe try to hold on a little longer? maybe it'll get better?" over and over again SO ISTFG I WANNA FUCKING HUG TAE TO MY CHEST AND KISS HIS LIDDOL FOREHEAD :(

i believe he empathizes with him (ok maybe that weird captor sympathy syndrome stokholm) because even if jimin doesnt talk about it tae knows that jimin is fucked up all because of namjoon and because of that he offers his emotional net as safety for jimin?! LIKE HE KNOWS HIS HOMIE IS BAD FOR HIM BUT HE KINDA WANTS TO BE HIS PUNCHING BAG BECAUSE HE REALZES HES INTERNALY AGONIZED.

Oooooooh interesting take on this situation oooooooh 👀 and it's definitely not the healthiest way and Tae SHOULD tell Jimin that his behaviour isn't okay, but I definitely agree that this is a reason why he has been staying with Jimin for so long. 🤔 I just hope that one day he'll say "hey Jimin I love you and I'll be your friend but please mistreating me" because I don't want Tae thinking that he needs to stay a punching bag for Jimin. Trauma is an explanation but never an excuse and Jimin needs to learn that 😶

OMFMGMMGMGMGM PLEASE YES FMASDMFMAM why did I never even think of it that way? fadjfja I'm the author and yet here you are giving new perspectives to my characters fajfdsj I am loving it!!

OK NOW to the important part: KINKY TAEHYUNG SEX WHEN? I need to mark my calendar sibi

*opens calender* well well well, would you look at that? You gotta mark the 3rd of june for that

#asks: magnus venatio #asks #kiokoninetyfive #reviews #when sad #fave

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belle-keys · 2 years

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Watching Purple Hearts and roasting it because I hate American military propaganda making people happy

Sofia Carson is pretty and I like her previous works and music but why the hell is this giving me discount Lemonade Mouth

people who like this movie have absolute no idea how terrifying it is to see American military men omg how is this even remotely hot outside of the Republican Erotica subgenre

"We're good enough to fight for your ass but not good enough to touch it???" eww wtf

Wow walk away with a glare girl you damn well showed him like what a savage girlboss hahahah DANG such a strong queen

"We're just blowing off some steam" now yall see why this is some bullshit right like he really said "mild sexual harassment is cool cus we're fighting for America!!!" and not like soldiers have a track record of rape and sexual assault domestically and abroad or anything

Wait I take it back Sofia can't act like I'm sorry I love her voice and some of these songs are fire (not streaming them tho) but the acting is...

They're really laying it on thick huh

The girl is literally on the cusp of a major medical emergency so much so that she has to marry a man she doesn't like cus she doesn't have insurance yet this movie is simultaneously doing the most to give us pro-America narratives??? do you see the issue here

I could never knock on a door with an American flag on it I'm sorry

The man literally has a problem that her mother was a tax-paying illegal immigrant for a period of time... how is anyone who isn't a Republican enjoying this

imagine for one second if there was a movie where there was a brown muslim woman marrying a man she detests for any kind of financial assistance... the sheer outrage we'd be seeing lmfao but in this context? "romantic"

the acting is, I reiterate, not good

"trust a lib" you all will not catch me fake-marrying a ben shapiro groupie nah run girl

take away the marine uniforms and the amount of people who liked this movie would divide by half I think

if this was just a movie where the guy happened to be a marine then I'd not care but it's literally blunt military propaganda and tiktok is completely FALLING for it

"cheers to hunting down some goddamn arabs baby!!!" really not mincing the words huh...

it's the way her response was like "well arab is an ethnicity and hunting down a certain ethnicity is problematic"... girl if his behavior is problematic then Shanghai is just a cute little village in China... what else can I say???

"i'm out here just serving my country... by hunting down arabs amirite" yes that was in the movie yall, and this girl is out here spouting basic human rights and the movie is making it sound like that's supposedly radical and woke

"Would you like us to go over there [in Iraq] and teach em pronouns?" it's like reddit in a movie holy shit

"How about knowing who your actual enemy is and don't make generalizations" I mean, I would have kicked him in the shins but this is a start I guess? to her explaining why racism and islamophobia are bad??? HAHAHHAA THIS MOVIE IS A DAMN JOKE OMG

not him just telling her to sit down??? Are you kidding me...

and yet the soldiers are the ones who are gonna go to the Middle East and say it's the arab men who are the misogynistic woman-haters huh...

he just rage-hit the table... classy

"they're a fiery couple" no he's a shitty person who would not last an election cycle married to her

wait guys the racism and jokes about killing arabs are just a cheeky little show of "marine bravado" according to this genius and it's not "worth ruining everyone's night for" while they're "preparing for what they're gonna do in Iraq"

"without guys like us do you think this country would be safe from terrorists???" no words yall

he said, and I'm cackling cus it's like a Fox News AI wrote this script, "you preach that the future is female but how do you think those women feel in Iraq"

not her starting to fall for him two seconds later... despite his shit views... after a false hug...

"I asked for two beds" like I do not care Dear John

Awwww guys he's "scared" to go to Iraq to kill all the terrorists!!! Look how brave he is for admitting that!!! Such a brave boy with guns!!!

why are they kissing like I thought she thought he was an appalling transgression against human rights ten minutes ago

how are they SUDDENLY into each other? and enough for sex too? this is hella ridiculous

this movie is pandering to wokeness yet wants us to find this situation is romantic or goals...

what kinda outdated orientalist garbage is this Iraq scene-

like how does this juxtaposition scene between her music backstory and him with a gun around those poor kids in an Iraqi village even exist

"I'm in the marines to serve my country and be a better man" HAH and not her writing a song now for these good ole "American heroes" and dedicating the song to them at a show, like girl

ah yes, the melodrama middle of the story... yawn

so she's just writing songs about him and now the movie wants us to root for them? cus he got injured? supposedly hunting those "goddamn arabs"? gimme a break like I don't expect her to be inhumane to him at all but how are they falling in love?

not him calling her a "snowflake"... what is he? 15 years old with a crush on jordan peterson or something?

"let her be a rock star first, kids later" booooooooooo *tomatoes*

all this movie is doing is reinforcing bullshit like "white conservative strong military man = the truest form of the american hero" instead of challenging the many things outdated and stupid here

now why is he running in the streets while seriously injured like are you kinda silly bro

okay I might illegally stream some of these songs, I might torrent the audio from youtube or something cus why is this kinda slapping?

how does one qualify what a "fake marriage" is because I mean, how do they know they didn't get legally married out of love??? it seems super subjective lmao but idk jack shit about american law either so

another song AGAIN like do they know she isn't on Descendants anymore???

it's still unclear what she likes about him despite his attractiveness and there's only 15 minutes left... my girl, he would deport you if given the opportunity and you know it

"I think this is a real marriage" what changed it??? not this whole speech too like whyyy why why why how did we get here

if he was in the marines out of just necessity and wasn't all about the pride he takes in "protecting America from terrorists" then I'd say whatever but noooo he's a good American hero apparently lmfao

not the american flag next to the blm flag like how you gonna add insult to injury like that? he's a third generation marine with that kinda personality do you REALLY think that he thinks the black lives do in truth matter @ cassandra carson?

i'm done it's over i'm free and i hate it here so good night lemme go

#purple hearts netflix #purple hearts #sofia carson #nicholas galitzine #netflix #movies #reaction #racism #american imperialism #xenophobia #tiktok #enemies to lovers #marriage of convenience #booktok

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dyketubbo · 2 years

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no quite frankly the fact everyone is taking this opportunity to dunk on him for his appearance is kinda fucked up tbh. like, whatever, the internet does some shit, but i know for a FACT half the ppl saying “he’s racist im allowed to call him ugly!” dont actually give a shit. it feels so fake. i love making fun of that man as much as the next guy but this is just putting a sour taste in my mouth Suuuuuper quickly. like are u ppl actually gonna uplift the voices of those affected by his bullshit or are u just gonna call him lord farquaad again -mebbrrr

NO YES EXACTLY. im very pissed off from something unrelated right now so apologies for any franticness but like hooooly shit black people are NOT helped by you calling people ugly sorry!! the people who have been doxxed by dreams fans and harassed into hiding arent free because yall cant learn how to criticize people without stooping for "i believe certain features are ugly but im doing it in a woke way now" liikee. man when he gets into shit again im not going to feel any better that people are gonna call him ugly (esp because he Doesnt Care) ill feel better when the community actually manages to give a shit about minorities without all this performative bullshit .

#angel answers #dream looks like some guy its his personality thats the issue and its his personality that should be criticized #not how he looks. thats just fucking rude

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like-wuatafauq · 1 year

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Holy shit guys did I just accidentally die??? Pass out??? My last post was a little less than an hour ago and I just woke up?? Like half breathing full of anxiety? And I was like calling my sister out for help and then after she thought I was faking it she comes in the room and sees me half passed out?? And I'm like?? "I'm seeing fuzzy I can't breathe" LMAOOO anyway I woke up and my room door was closed and my head was spinning 🙃sorry I accidentally almost died on yall lmao what would yall have done without my beautifully aesthetic blog with occasional diary entries 💀

#sorry i accidentally must've stopped breathing #i think thats why i dont like poppers #because it reminds me of passing out #and i use to pass out a lot last year and when i was younger lmaooo #personal #txt #shitpost #jfc

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every-dayiwakeup · 1 year

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I posted 12,819 times in 2022

That's 12,819 more posts than 2021!

864 posts created (7%)

11,955 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ariesbilly

@flashwaves

@ickypuppi3

@ouizzyharringrove

@emeraldwitches

I tagged 9,546 of my posts in 2022

Only 26% of my posts had no tags

#billy hargrove - 989 posts

#harringrove - 551 posts

#billy - 310 posts

#dacre montgomery - 224 posts

#reblog - 206 posts

#yes - 136 posts

#ask game - 121 posts

#me - 107 posts

#steve harrington - 86 posts

#prev tags - 76 posts

Longest Tag: 110 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

Max hates makeup. Okay, hate is a strong word, but she's young and her stepfather (she'll be damned if she ever calls him Dad) has it in his head that every girl loves that gooey shit.

She puts on a fake smile as she opens up her Christmas present; another makeup kit. Her mother won't let her throw the growing mound of kits in her closet away for some reason. Marrying Neil changed her. Max can't quite put a finger on it, but Susan is different.

Speaking of acting different...

She feels the burn of her step-brother's intense glare searing holes into the back of her head, and whips her head around to glare right back.

It's then when she realizes that while she's still halfway through unwrapping gifts, there isn't a single one with Billy's name on it.

He huffs, pushing back his chair. "This has all been fun. Can I go now?"

Neil moves like lightning, grabbing Billy by the wrist and squeezing until he sits back down. "You will sit until your sister is done opening her gifts."

Susan looks away, eying Max as though she should do the same.

Billy mutters something under his breath.

Neil narrows his eyes in suspicion. "What was that?"

"She's not my sister." The way Billy says it holds none of the heat Max is used to. He sounds... resigned. Almost afraid.

One thing she could always count on was Billy not being scared of anything. To hear a slight tremble in his voice only makes Max grip her new skateboard tighter.

Neil slaps Billy in the face, and he just sits there, stock still.

Max suddenly wants to grip the asshole's neck until he chokes.

"Neil..." Susan starts.

Good. Mom'll speak up, right?

"It's Christmas."

Neil slaps Billy again, harder.

Billy's eyes never leave the meaty finger in his face, his bulky form shrinking before Max's eyes. He's never looked so small. So helpless.

"Did you hear your mother? You're ruining Christmas morning. Can't go one day without a screw up, isn't that right, Billy?"

Max's breath catches in her throat, her stomach lurching. Neil's words are eerily similar to what she's yelled at Billy before.

I'm gonna be sick.

Billy stares blankly at him.

Neil slams his fists on the table, spilling the orange juice all over the breakfast Billy woke up at the crack of dawn to fix.

Come to think of it, Max wasn't sure he got a wink of sleep. Yesterday he had been sent to take Max so they could pick out a tree. Susan and Neil went along for once, but they let Billy carry the tree to the car. When Max offered to help, Neil shot her down, saying it was "a boy's job".

Billy never got to voice his opinion on the tree.

"ISN'T THAT RIGHT!" Neil bellows in his face.

Susan jumps, otherwise making no movements to diffuse the situation. She refuses to look at Billy, who's sad, dead blue eyes seem to be screaming "look at me! help me!"

"Yes, sir," he replies solemnly.

Neil nods, satisfied, and starts humming "American Pie" as he turns his back on his son.

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Currently missing Dacre Montgomery and Joe Keery Hours

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Billy "if I fits I sits" Hargrove and Steve "if you don't get your ass out of my face I'll bite it" Harrington

Steve "are you sure this is safe" Harrington and Billy "probably not" Hargrove

Steve "do I smell something burning" Harrington and Billy "your toast has been ready for ten minutes" Hargrove

Steve "study day and night" Harrington and Billy "I'll leave it up to fate" Hargrove

Billy "where do you think you're going mister" Hargrove and Steve "to the bathroom" Harrington

Steve "please brush your hair babe" Harrington and Billy "it's for the aesthetic" Hargrove

Billy "are you annoyed yet" Hargrove and Steve "I'm starting to be" Harrington

Steve "my patience is wearing thin" Harrington and Billy "like your hairline" Hargrove

Steve "why isnt the car moving" Harrington and Billy "Maybe because it's in park Steven" Hargrove

Billy "why do you put up with me" Hargrove and Steve "I've put up with a lot worse don't test me" Harrington

Billy "Ratio" Hargrove and Steve "keep math out of this" Harrington

Steve "please slow down we're going to be late" Harrington and Billy "do you hear yourself" Hargrove

Steve "have you looked in the mirror" Harrington and Billy "have you?" Hargrove

Steve "I went to the bakery" Harrington and Billy "do I not have enough cake for you" Hargrove

Steve "I love you unconditionally" Harrington and Billy "how dare you say that" Hargrove

Steve "are you okay" Harrington and Billy "am I ever okay" Hargrove

Billy "what were you thinking" Hargrove and Steve "nothing" Harrington (works both ways hehe)

Steve "you could've died" Harrington and Billy "but I didn't" Hargrove

Billy "how can you love me" Hargrove and Steve "how can I not" Harrington

Billy "are you really wearing that outfit in public" Hargrove and Steve "if it embarrasses you yes" Harrington

Billy "please don't fall in love with me" Hargrove and Steve "too late" Harrington

Steve "do you think this is funny" Harrington and Billy "oh you're not laughing" Hargrove

Billy "pay attention to me" Hargrove and Steve "dude don't make me get a restraining order" Harrington

Steve "I don't smell" Harrington and Billy "allow me to bring you back to earth" Hargrove

Steve "I'm stupid" Harrington and Billy "that's okay, I'll just out stupid you" Hargrove

Billy "I'm an asshole" Hargrove and Steve "why do you think I like you so much" Harrington

Steve "why are you laughing" Harrington and Billy "why aren't you laughing" Hargrove

Billy "giggles at funerals" Hargrove, Eddie "places bets on who's going to sing at the altar" Munson and Steve "God isn't real but the devil is" Harrington

Steve "sit up straight" Harrington and Billy "i literally can't" Hargrove +(Bonus- Robin "and on Pride Month" Buckley)

Billy "I'm very disappointed in you" Hargrove and Steve "is it because I'm bi" Harrington

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Billy getting angry, and in the middle of his loud ranting, Steve just boops his nose, and Billy just malfunctions

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My #1 post of 2022

Missed opportunities/ HCs:

Erica, Eddie, Billy, Max, and Robin as the five major pains in Steve Harrington's ass

Robin and Billy judging h*m*ph*bes

Billy and Erica being the fashion police

Billy, Jonathan, Eddie, and Argyle getting high together

Robin and Billy being Will's gay counselors

Billy and Eddie arguing over the best Metallica songs

Eddie finding out that Billy listens to Blondie and Madonna

Eddie being a graffiti artist

Eddie and Billy screaming to ACDC in Billy's Camaro

Wayne helping Billy fix his car

Hopper helping clear Eddie's name

Billy and Eddie being each other's defense attorney and hype machine

Hopper helping Billy get a job

Eddie jogging up to get his diploma naked (with the words "This is my year Henderson" tattooed across his chest)

Eddie's hair accidentally catching fire when he lights up a smoke

Billy teaching the kids how to surf (he still has a key to the pool)

Billy taking pottery classes just so he and Steve can recreate that one Ghost scene with the pottery wheel (Eddie in the background playing Unchained Melody)

Steve taking Billy to the same high end salon he goes to

Steve wearing glasses

Erica, Max, and Eleven having a girls' night (with Billy, who pretends to be reluctant but is really giddy about being included)

Billy and Lucas playing basketball

Billy booing Jason during that ass speech

Eddie and Billy walking on cafeteria tables together

Billy being a book nerd

Billy has a knack for interior design (based off of Dacre hehe)

Eddie with a braid

Eleven and Max doing Billy's hair (it gets really long, like Eddie's)

Billy being self conscious about his ears (that's why he never tucks his hair behind them)

Billy being a big cuddler

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madamlaydebug · 11 months

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The Fake WOKE Online Contingency Sit Inside or Better Yet,Squat inside their 1 bedroom mansions and JUDGE JUDGE JUDGE but never go outside and SMUDGE, SMUDGE SMUDGE, most of y’all scared of being outside..intimidated by the Darkness & practically unknown by your COMMUNITY..Yall have devolved into an Off Shoot of the worst aspects of RELIGION and you’re deflecting your Lack Of Shadow Work on Others.. New Rule Moving Forward- PROOF OF WORK ..faceless accounts are BOTS 🤖 TROLLS 👿 and CIA AGENTS and you gonna have to show your work in your Community, Neighborhood or Hood.. the most opinionated amongst y’all tend the be most non active and non effective amongst y’all .. Trolls 👿 Bots 🤖 and CIA Operatives are the majority of Followers on these Macro Influencer Accounts… we need to distinguish the REAL from the REEL.. shit is getting REAL..

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oneangstymotherfucker · 11 months

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Heavy TW for csa mention

Bit drunk rn but whomsoever needs to hear it:

Horny fantasies are normal. Most people think about "cnc", its one of te most common fa tasies. I've talked to MULTIPLE therapists about everything. if you read my porn on ao3 u know. But its "bad"- everything from.minors to violence to death. And every one of my therapists- before rhey even knew about my fucki g trauma- said that it was normal. That being into whack shit like incest, being a "kid" when it happens, lolis, shotas, abuse, nc,- all of it - didn't really matter. What matters is what you do irl, full stop.

Because the thing is I studied psychology. I went to college for it And because of my ocd and fhe fucked up shit my daddy did to me i had to fucking know why he did it and to know FOR SURE that i wouldnt do it so i sudied and i did literal years of research, not just reading actual psychological studies but also talking to people. I sought out the people you antis think are too gross and too bad to be alive and i talked to them and i learned. I read stidies and.i learned.

Some people are attracted to kids. That's part of the venn diagram of "who hurts kids" but its not the whole fucking thing. And even if you think they all deserve to die or whatever, theres still the matter of stopping the hurt, right? If that's actually what you care about amd not just some ego-stroking witch hunt. If you actually care then you HAVE to face the whole fucking venn diagram. because im sick to DEATH of people who never been hurt say its all one "kind of people" like a fucking nz and then act fucking flabbergasted when its someones good christian fucking dad who never looked twice at a kid amd theyre like "we wish we would have.known" well yeah fuckers you would have known if you actually listened and cared about the situation and not just about looking holy.

(AS A VICTIM I KNOW WHEN YOU ARE BEING FAKE WHEN YOU ARE DOING IT JUST FOR YOUR OWN SAKE I KNOW WHEN YOU REALLY CARE AJD WHEN YOU WOULD LEAVE KIDS LIKE I WAS IN THE DUST BECAUSE YOU HATE ANYONE ASSOCIATED WITH THE PAIN YOU THINK ITS A PLAGUE THAT SPREADS AND THAT ANYONE WHO TOUCHED IT IS DIRTYY YOU THINK IF YOU RUN FAST ENOUGH AND.HATE HARD ENOUG IT WON'T AFFECT YOU ABD YOU WILL GET INTO SOME FAKE HEAVEN THATS EVEN BEYTER THAN THE KIDHOOD I WAS ROBBED OF WHEN MY DAD DECIDED TO RAPE ME).

So if you really care AT LEAST know this.

It is a venn diagram.

Just like adult assault, right?

Some of it is 'passion driven' or whatever the fuck you want to call it. But MOST assault isnt about attraction.

Most people dont want to tryly hurt what they love. Im sorry if you think otherwise.

People who hurt others (regardless of age) usually aren't hurting them becasue they "love them so much". Trust me i spent years wishing that it was just because my dad loved me a little too much in the wrong way.

But it wasn't.

He hurt me because he was insecure, impatient. Because i was a vulnerable and weak six year old with no one else to trust and no where else to go. He wasn't a pedophile. He was just a guy who had a real hard time seeing others as humans. Maybe because of Pearl Harbor. Maybe because he was a ginger scorpio idfc. He felt fucked and so he decided to.take it out on tbe weakest person he could. HE MADE THE ACTIVE DECISION. Because he is a shit person. And thats the thing yall dont act like its a decision. (You are thr ones romanticizing it, as if i seduced him or he gradually decided he "needed to have me"-no. He woke up one day and DECIDED AS AN ADULT TO HURT HIS SIX YESR OLD KID.)

If you're so scared people are just avoiding fucking up kids by not thinkinv about it too much i have QUESTIONS FOR YOU actually. To hurt someone isnt.tje default, no matter what you feel about somone

You have to actively decide to hurt someone and go through with it. Dont listen to your ocd.

Funny enough thats where your eroticization argument comes from. A non-map person decided to fuck a kid, so they gotta get it up enough, so they think about that that kid in particular over and over so they can stomach it. Because they couldn't otherwise.

If you read any psych essays about sex you would know that.

So he did that i guess. How do i guess? How do i guess he wasn't a pedo?

Because he hated me. Because he barely ever paid me any mind. Because i wished he would just look at me, see me as a person, for years. Because kids stjll need thejr dads.

He once said he was amazed how me and.all my five other siblings had different personalities.

Because he put a fucking sheet over my head while he did it over and over so.he.wouldnt have to look at me.

I was just a weak.easy target to him. Nothing more at all. He never loved me, never even cared about me as a person.

So anyway ebough about that shit.

I was introduced to sex at six years old. It was scary and hurt and kind of felt good, something you do with family.

And thats still the biggest impression sex has on my mind.

I dont want it like that irl because ive had it irl and it fucekd me up beyond comprehension. And i dont want to get hurt a d i dont want anyone fucking esle to get hurt like.that ever.

But it is to this day one of the only things i can "enjoy." Becaus eas long as im the victim im not hurting anyone right? It is safe and it is.good and it is wajt ive always known!!!! It is the only thing that feels safe, imagining it like that. If somoene actually did love me then.

Amd every fucking one of mytherapists has blinked at me and said, "this is a fantasy you're talking about, right?"

And i, scared for my life and believing i should kms, say, "yes,"

And they've each said "so why are you so upset? It's just a fantasy. Most people have tabboo fantasies, and this one even makes sense for you."

We know what's healthy because its whatever djdnt hurt us. So maybe just step off and worry about yourselves. We aren't "normalizing" anything. "Slippery slope" is a thinking fallacy (hum comm 101) and fantasies have been fucking normal since day one (hum psy 101), and the people reading fucjing anime fics aren't the ones hurting kids (ethics 101, hum psy 101).

You can be a little uncomfortable. Being squicked wont kill you. Just block and move the fuck along.

It's not for you. Move along. And stop fucking coming.at the people you say you want to protect. It looks fucking cheap.

Also also also people dont owe you an explanation of their trauma or to have had/remember/feel definded by it. people can be into anything amd gues what, jts none of your buisness. Why are antis such pervs? jesus fuckinv christ.

#proship #antiship #pro fiction #ship discourse #abuse cw #anticensorship #pr0ship #anti #anti anti #antis get therapy challenge #(not as hard as you think)#get well soon #tw csa mention

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cinnamon-bunni · 2 years

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fun fact: i wrote this all while listening to Positive ☆ Dance Time on loop :) also this fic, which i made quickly in one night, is so much better than my first chapter of my other fic (and the second one too lol) (also this was not reread even once soooo there will be mistakes but oh well <3) i also wanna say this probably takes place between chapters 3 and 4 (both i havent written yet haha ^^;) so i'll probably post this onto ao3 then. just so yall know timeline stuff lol anyways, hope y'all enjoy it <3

Word count: 1.5k Warnings: idealization of suicide

When Kim woke up, the first thing that greeted him was darkness. The second thing was a headache. A horrible way to wake up, but as something Kim was familiar with, he stopped caring.

In an attempt to sit up, his head tried to kill him. So, he went back down with a thump. And not a soft one either, since the couch–because he was on the couch, not his soft and comfortable bed–was more wood and springs rather than cushion and sponge. It made his back ache, in a way that made him want to scream. But alas, he was too tired to, and instead closed his eyes in hopes of falling back into a blissful sleep. It wasn’t going to happen, Kim knew that, but sometimes he liked to cling onto small hopes.

It was silent for a while. Kim almost believed that maybe he fell back asleep, if it weren’t for every part of his body hating him. His throat was dying for water, his head was throbbing, his skin was prickly and felt fake as it rubbed against the shitty fabric of the couch, every single one of his muscles ache, and his brain wanted to turn off and never turn back on. Maybe it would be better if it did just turn off. Then at least he wouldn’t have to deal with days like these.

Turns out, hangovers made everything about a hundred times worse. But that was Kim's fault, wasn’t it? He made that choice, and now he had to deal with it. That’s just how the world works, Kim. He could just hear his dad’s lectures in his head. It made him want to throw himself off of a cliff. And he thought about it, and it didn’t seem that bad of an idea. The world would keep moving either way, no matter if a cockroach like him was at some bar getting drunk or drowning in a river. As long as it was something that would kill the noise in his head, then he didn’t care.

The front door opened. The loud creak announced someone’s presence, and it made Kim squeeze his eyes shut. The action made his eyes hurt, yeah, but he really didn’t want the possible light to pour in and force him to face the world. He didn’t want to, not yet.

“Ji-Ho?” Oh. He didn’t even realize his sister was here. It made sense though; it wasn't like anyone else had access to his apartment. Her voice was quiet and soft, unlike her usual pissy tone she used at him.

Right. Hana. His sister who wrapped up his bloody knuckles after getting brawls or just beating the shit out of punching bags while drunk. His sister who rolled him onto his side after officially passing out. His sister who dealt with his shitty living style and shitting apartment for the summer without much complaint. His sister who always tried to make his world brighter, even if she was bad at it. His sister, who seemed to care about his well being.

Kim forced his eyes open. It was hard, but he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but light was effectively blocked out with the curtains. Some of it still snuck in from underneath the short curtains, and it hurt to look at it. He really should just get used to it by now.

“Ji-Ho.” His sister spoke louder now, probably expecting an answer. It made him wince, but look at his sister.

“What?” God, his voice was so hoarse. He really needed to get something to drink.

“Don’t you have work today?” Kim furrowed his brow. He probably did in all honesty, but that didn’t explain why he drank so much when he knew he had work. Maybe he just stopped caring. That seemed to be a recurring theme.

Oh well, wasn’t like he was gonna go now. He’d rather die than step foot into the WVBA. He didn’t even think he could take a step outside of his apartment, much less get in a good set of work clothes, get his ID, and deal with the idiots down at the association. Maybe his sister could keep him company.

Hana then turned on the lights, and Kim wanted to do nothing else but kill her. He pressed the heel of his palms against his eyes, but the damage had already been done.

“Hana,” he groaned, falling to lean against the arm of the couch. “Why would you do this?”

She scoffed, and he could hear her eyes rolling. “You’re so dramatic. Maybe if you drink all the time you wouldn’t be having these problems.”

He grunted at that as a response. He listened as she moved what sounded to be plastic bags, and opened up cabinets. Maybe she went shopping–it was something he knew he needed to do, but always ended up pushing it further down in his to-do list. Maybe now they could eat proper food, like canned soup and frozen pastries.

Kim, by using every bit of his willpower, pried his eyes open. His eyes took forever to adjust to the harsh light, but he tried. He listened silently as his sister put away what he could only assume was groceries, and focused on how horrible his muscles and body felt.

“Are you still taking me to the match today?”

Huh? What match? Kim didn’t remember there being a match. “What’re you talking about?”

“Don Flamenco’s match!” she exclaimed, as if it was obvious. She slammed a box of chocolate Pop-Tarts on the counter and spun around to face him. “You promised me that I could watch all of Flamenco’s matches in person!”

Oh yeah, he did, didn’t he? He even bought all of the tickets. He didn’t remember that last part, though.

“And I have to go and watch today’s match, because he’s going against Little Mac! I need to see how it goes down in person, Ji-Ho!”

Honestly, Kim wanted to see that for himself, too. Watching Don Flamenco get his ass handed to him by some seventeen-year-old kid would be hilarious. And it would be a good enough time to take a quick detour to buy another pack of cigarettes–he was sure he was getting low, and he hated the feeling of a light box in his pocket.

But also, the idea of going somewhere that was packed with screaming fans made him feel sick. He didn’t want to go into a stuffy room filled where he would sit shoulder-to-shoulder with people who cared too much for some dumb sport. He hated the idea of getting up and forcing himself to go somewhere.

“Can’t you just go by yourself?” She was sixteen, Kim was sure she could handle it. She didn’t need a chaperone to follow her around. She really didn’t need him.

The stomp she gave made him flinch. He hoped the downstairs neighbors didn’t mind some good ol’ ceiling shaking caused by his sister. “What? No fair! You promised you’d go with me!”

“When the fuck did I say that?” No way did he actually make the promise. He never makes promises he knows he won’t keep.

“You said so when I first got here! Now c’mon–it doesn’t start until a few hours, so you have plenty of time to sober up or whatever you need to do.”

God, he didn’t want to go. He wasn’t going, he just couldn’t. Kim knew he was weak because of it, yeah, but the thought of going made him want to pull his hair out and walk into the ocean.

“I’m not going, Hana. You can go yourself.” Oh, now she was angry. Her face was actually getting red and everything.

“That’s not fair!” she yelled. Jesus, was her voice always that shrill and loud?

“Don’t really see the problem,” he replied with a shrug. “You get to enjoy a boxing match that has Don Flamenco in it without me hovering over you all the time. You should be ecstatic.”

“But-”

“Tickets are on my dresser,” he continued. “So don’t forget them when you leave, yeah?”

“You’re horrible!” He shrugged off that one, too. He felt numb to it all. Maybe that wasn’t a good thing, but it made it easy to talk to his sister.

He didn’t even realize that she left until the door slammed. Kim hoped quietly to himself that she grabbed the tickets–he knew she’d regret it if she didn’t. But he didn’t care enough to check.

Now that he was back to being alone, Kim ended up laying back down. He wouldn’t be able to sleep, not on that horrible couch and with his back problems, but closing his eyes felt nice and relaxing.

He knew she was looking forward to it. He knew the WVBA was probably trying to make sure his position was being covered. He knew a few of the boxers were probably wondering where he was. But Kim couldn’t bring himself to care.

He just didn’t care.

#stopped trying near the end lol as i usually do #punch out #punch out!!#punch out wii #punch out oc #oc kim #oc hana #omg a new oc has entered the ring lol #bunni mumbles

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