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alotofteez · 2 months

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hey . I'm here to ask if you're okay ?

it's been so long since the last time you posted , so I kinda got worried about you.

Hello, love. I'm okay. I've been working on something that I had to keep pushing back. Here's a peek at what I'm working on:

Thank you for checking up on me❤️

#asks #anon

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alotofteez · 6 months

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Not to promise anything, but the next part of Sphall might be done within the upcoming week. Idk why, but today I was really motivated to write and got a lot done

#dl

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alotofteez · 6 months

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Spooky Mistletoe | A Sphallolalia Drabble

Series: ⇢ Pairing: San x fem!Reader ⇢ Genre: flirty af fluff, hints of angst, suggestive, kinda smutty, older reader (noona) ⇢ Synopsis: As your best friend’s maid of honor, you must endure the shameless best man’s flirting until after the wedding. It’s just sphallolalia… right?

Sphallolalia Masterlist

Drabble: Halloween ⇢ Genre: fluff ⇢ Warnings: Language, special effects makeup (brief mentions of slight gore & fake blood), mention of alcohol/bar ⇢ Word Count: 1,021 ⇢A/N: This came out of nowhere, SURPRISE!

This can be read without reading Sphallolalia. Additionally, it is not necessary for the plot and does not have a particular point in the story’s timeline. Just a fun drabble of the characters within the AU.

Happy Halloween!🎃🍬

This time of year used to be your favorite, but working tirelessly through the years, you have had to prioritize your time better. The special effects makeup collection you accrued has been boxed up in your closet for who knows how long. You have invested so much time, effort, and money into it. Opening it up brings back the memories and love you have for the spooky season. You can practically feel liquid latex and tissue stuck to your fingers accompanied by the strong scent of the latex and isopropyl alcohol for your paints.

You have only revisited this box now because Mina wants to enter a costume contest at a local bar. She remembers being surprised by your work every Halloween while she was a teenager. Since you don’t dress up anymore, she begged you to at least do her makeup. You know she is proud of you and wants your talent to be recognized by more than just her and your former friends. But it kind of feels like you have lost that spark of enjoyment for special effects makeup. Or maybe you have just convinced yourself there is no reason to pursue that hobby.

After hours of working on Mina’s zombie makeup, your nose feels like it has been stained with the smell of ammonia from the liquid latex. But something breaks through it. Something ambery, musky, and earthy. You know exactly where the scent is coming from: the unfairly handsome man encroaching on your personal space because of the crowd inside the bar. As if he senses your gaze on him, San looks to you and subtly grins when your eyes dart away.

Of course, he came dressed as a sexy vampire. You expect nothing less. As for you, you show up in all black. All your effort went into Mina’s costume; you barely cared enough to throw on a Halloween-themed graphic tee.

Your eyes jump around your group of friends. Kyungmi is dressed as a seductive police officer. Yunho is himself plus pink cat ears because he was told he has to dress up to get into the bar, which was a lie. Mingi, with his newly dyed red hair, dressed up as Chucky with temporary tattoos of scars and stitches on his face. Unfortunately, due to Halloween landing on a weekday, not all of your friends could make it.

While Mina goes to sign up for the contest and drags Mingi along with her because she doesn’t want to go alone, you, Kyungmi, Yunho, and San find two small tables to hang out at for the night. Although this is just a bar, the music is lively and full of spooky remixes of songs. Lighting around the place is changed for festivities. A fog machine puffs out a little bit of fog across the bar counter.

When Yunho excuses himself to the restroom, Kyungmi zeroes in on you.

“You did really good on Mina. If she doesn’t win, it’s rigged.”

San’s head snaps in your direction, his attention no longer on the free chocolate candy given with your drinks.

“You did her makeup?” He asks in surprise.

You hum in affirmation.

“Since when could you do all that?”

With your phone out, you scroll for what feels like five minutes to find all the photos of your old Halloween costumes. You show him your demon makeup with prosthetic horns coming out of your forehead, your zombie nurse complete with a full-cover mouth prosthetic, and your killer clown with a monster-teeth mouthpiece you made yourself from moldable thermoplastic. He is in awe with every picture you show him.

“Had I known you were that good, I would have asked you to do mine too,” he exclaims, smiling.

“I mean, I brought a little container of fake blood.”

His eyes light up. “Really?”

“You want some?”

He enthusiastically nods with almost childlike innocence, “Maybe, like, some on my cheek and some dripping from my mouth.”

You quickly produce the container from your purse, unscrew the top, and use the little brush attached to the lid to dab fake blood on his cheek gently. Your hand hesitates moving to his lips, and he doesn’t miss that. A smirk hints at the corners of his mouth as you even more delicately blot blood on his face.

“That good?” You ask, retracting your hand.

He pulls up the camera app on his phone and switches to selfie mode. As he inspects your work, you admire his side profile. His cheekbones and jaw must have been sculpted by gods. It takes everything in you to not reach out and trace his features with your fingertips.

He peers up at you through his moussed strands of hair. Those red-colored contacts are doing something to you. Maybe it’s just the idea of him being an actual alluring vampire that has you under his spell.

“All we need is some mistletoe,” he comments, making you realize how close you have leaned into him.

“Wrong holiday,” Kyungmi interrupts as she bops to the loud music by herself.

“Spooky mistletoe.”

The red lipstick he’s wearing is almost irresistible, and when he smirks with his fangs peeking out, you want him to sink them into your neck. Your mind descends into the imagination of him being a real vampire again. He would get you comfortable with sweet talk and soft kisses before finding the perfect spot to bite your neck. You would become immortal, and he would be all you have in this world until the end of time.

However, something ruins your immersion.

“You have chocolate on your lip,” you point out as if he is an annoying child.

He immediately challenges you, “Lick it off.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” Kyungmi leans between you with her lips puckered obnoxiously at him.

He bursts with laughter and focuses back on Yunho who has just come back to your table from the bathroom.

Kyungmi turns to you with a grin, “I’m a professional cock-blocker. You’re welcome.”

“Thanks,” you say with a chuckle.

“I know when my girls don’t want it.”

Oh, if only you could tell her…

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alotofteez · 6 months

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6:55 AM on October 14, 2023, my Mamaw took her last breath surrounded by so many loved ones. Having not experienced loss like this before, I have had a hard time processing this. Some days, I accept that she's gone, and other days, I question why this time. I hold dear to my heart my lifetime of memories with her and regret the ones I will miss out on. She is no longer in pain and in a constant state of confusion due to her dementia.

She was a very talented seamstress. She didn't need a pattern; she could freehand anything and everything. I remember staying the night at her house, looking through all her sewing stuff, and not understanding why anyone would purposely work with needles. Now, as an adult, I have picked up sewing. I never got to show her any of the things I've made, so I made her a little pillow that reminds me of the ones on the bed in her extra bedroom. With permission from my grandmother, I placed it in her casket to be buried with her.

The character "Nana" in Sphallolalia is heavily inspired by my Mamaw. She comes up more later in the story, so it might be a little while before I continue working on those chapters.

I apologize and ask you again to please be patient and look forward to the next story update❤️

#personal update

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alotofteez · 7 months

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personal update

Hello, it me again. It will probably be a bit longer before I update any stories. It has been a few days since anything has felt normal. This weekend I received a call about my great grandmother not doing too good. My family has joked about my great grandmother being a cat with nine lives because she has had many miraculous recoveries. For many years, we've had multiple calls like this, but this time is different.

She is 91 years old and has dementia. Her verbal abilities have fluctuated a lot within the last two years, mostly unable to speak coherently. For a decade, she has been living in nursing homes, unable to care for herself. Mentally we have accepted that something will happen, but receiving the actual news was devastating. She has been asleep for several days and won't wake up. The hospice nurse explained to us that this is her body shutting down. She is in the process of dying of natural causes. She's still alive and can hear us, so we have been at her bedside as much as we can. She loved to talk, so much so that her nickname is "Ginny" as in the bird guinea fowl. It's heartbreaking being in such a quiet room with only her oxygen machine making noise.

I have been fortunate enough to not lose anyone close to me in almost 28 years, and fuck, it hurts. There's so much I want her here for, so much I want to talk to her about. I want to show her I've picked up sewing and fixed one of her sewing machines. I want to show her my projects and my new crazy machines. I want her to see me start my fashion business. I want to ask her for her opinions and advice. She would have been so excited that someone else in the family started sewing like her.

She has lived a full, long life. She has touched so many people with her kindness. She judged no one and gave love to everyone. She was silly and always had faces to make at me from across the dining table. Her affection went beyond just family. Staff from all around the nursing home come to check in on her and lament to us how different life will be when she's gone.

It will be very different. I never want to receive the final call.

#personal

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alotofteez · 8 months

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alright so I just reread sphallolalia and part 7 when mina talks about matching with "the one" tongiht and san shows up in matching pants EXCUSE ME I SEE YOU

#asks #anon #hehe

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alotofteez · 8 months

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🩵

❤️🥰

#asks #anon

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alotofteez · 9 months

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I feel so old right now. 10 years ago, me and my bestie had my aunt and uncle drive us 18 hours to Las Vegas for a One Direction concert and somehow met 4/4 of 5 Seconds of Summer. I still can't believe it and will forever look back at that trip as a few of the happiest days of my life🥺😭

#personal #dl #maybe i'll post my pics with them idk yet

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alotofteez · 9 months

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Hi!

I feel like you and I may have experienced the same thing if my assumption is correct. If I may, I hope you’re able to one day detach yourself from that part of you that you keep with them. I for years had always left apart of myself there and never grown it back or taken it back. Until recently when I put myself first and managed to reclaim it so I’m all of me again.

It’s hard, so hard to watch someone move on past you when part of you is still there with them. To know that they’re happy makes you happy but to know it’s not you is such a heartbreaking feeling. I know it well and I wish you nothing but love and kindness.

Please, take care of yourself, do things for yourself too, self care <3

Thank you for sharing, love❤️ It's hard to look back and remember basically being a package deal with someone for years. When there was her, there was me, and when there was me, there was her. Now, it's like we're strangers who can somehow pick up where we left off.

I did end up contacting her. I finally got a lot off my chest that I've been holding onto for years. We talked for a bit. Hearing her talk about the past gave me the feeling that there was no going back to how it used to be. Now, I'm just trying to accept that. No matter how much it hurts.

#it hurts even more realizing those years together were the happiest I had ever been

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alotofteez · 9 months

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I LOVE ANAL WITH MA

um... what

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alotofteez · 10 months

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Nothing drains you quite like mixed emotions.

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alotofteez · 10 months