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residenthughes · 3 months

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mad at me - jack hughes

pairing: jack hughes x afab reader

word count: 3.5k

tags/warnings: +18 nsfw, so minors dni, smut, unprotected p in v (don't be silly, wrap your willy!), creampie, praise, spitting & choking (nothing crazy, i promise!), use of pet names (my girl, sweetheart, baby, princess, sweetheart), slight degradation (if you squint?)

summary: jack's latest game has tensions running high and feelings left unresolved. lucky for him, you know just the solution.

notes: so...this is happening 😭 this is very much inspired by the devils latest game against the kings where jack got pretty heated 😵‍💫 who doesn't love a bit of angry! jack? 🫣 but yes, as i've mentioned before, i don't usually write smut, so this may not be the best so any tips or comments you guys have to share would be much appreciated! 💗this has been partially edited, so if you see any errors along the way, they'll be fixed soon! as always, thank you for reading and hope you enjoy! much love! <333

It takes a lot for Jack to get mad.

A sequence of events that all come to a boil, a mountain of incidents that snowball into an avalanche of his wrath. He’s so sweet, like sunny Sunday mornings that smell of fluffy pancakes and honey syrup - so, even now, so far into your relationship, you’re aware that moments like these occur. Of course, emotions wear thin like tired socks and you’re no stranger to your own and Jack’s that have seen all shades of the rainbow, but perhaps there’s something in the air, some electricity that changes the wiring of your brain because tonight is so different from the rest. Dissimilar from when you leave Jack be when his big emotions demand their place, unlike how you wrap each other in blankets of comfort when tensions have eased and everything is whole again. Because, again, this is not about you. It’s about Jack and how, as the universe has written it to be, gravity pulls straight towards him.

Things have been good - he’s come back from injury, back to his kingdom on the ice and the Devils have won back to back games - truly unheard of during their current season, beating their last opponent in regulation for the first time since 2009. It’s a big deal - the smile on Jack’s face says so, the satisfaction of his tone indicating so when he’s come back from his away games. So, you want this happiness to continue, because you love him and the happiness he illuminates but at the end of the day, his job is hockey. A coin toss of wins and losses that you’re trying to wrap your head around because you’re biassed and see all the commitment that him and his teammates put in everyday. As a result of this, Thursday happens; a dice roll of events that spiral into chaos.

You’re back home in Jersey, comfortably situated on the couch in the warmth of an ending winter that shows peaks of an upcoming spring. You’ve got popcorn in your lap because you’ve rediscovered how much you love the savoury snack, happily munching away as Jack’s game starts and the adrenaline kicks in. The first period is eventful with many saves that have you clawing at the couch, but then the second period starts and all hell breaks loose. Tensions run high and as level-headed as Jack is, he is not immune to agitation - subjected to a nasty hit into the boards, the opposing player purposely banging his elbow into Jack’s head. You’re about to start yelling at your TV screen like some drunken sailor because Jack’s been injured this season and doesn’t need more time away from what he loves, but Jack decides to get his lick back and you’re automatically silenced. Your jaw drags the length of the floor as you watch him crosscheck the hell out the guy, proceeding to rough the player up before referees interfere. Jack and the guy are arguing back and forth as they’re escorted into their teams’ penalty boxes and you’re just left bewildered, a mess of emotions with wide eyes as your stomach turns.

You watch astounded as Jack flushes in his temporary plastic home, eyes wide at he hurtles comments that leave the opposing player with a sour taste in his mouth. Jack’s shaking his head when he’s gotten what he needs off his chest, wiping away his sweat as his anger grinds to a simmer. Your eyes are glued to the TV, perched on the edge of your seat as your heart beats hard in your bruising chest. The power play continues on but you’re lost in a trance, awaiting Jack’s emergence from the penalty box that can’t come soon enough. Once he’s out, he’s sprinting for the puck and manages to get a breakaway that assures New Jersey a goal, but the loser in the penalty box with him is hot on his heels and Jack misses. He’s fuming once again, ranting to the referee that pays him no mind. Jack skates off, smashing his stick against the glass before he’s back on the bench and completely snaps it in half, a string of profanities leaving his lips.

You sit there in awe, your grinding teeth sinking into the flesh of your fingers as your brain becomes an all-consuming pile of filth. Your precious boy, who loves his three hour long naps and looks at you like you hang the stars in the sky, the hopeless romantic who pulls out all the stops for you simply because you deserve it and who holds you as if you’re fine china - he’s almost unrecognisable now, wearing his emotions like the number of his jersey as his expression pinches and his azure eyes narrow. A rush of emotions you both experience that make a home in the chaos of your minds that long leave the remnants of their havoc.

The clatter of Jack’s hockey bag echoes from the doorway, bringing you out of the syrupy daze you’ve been submerged in far too long. You leap off the couch as your body carries you towards the front door, electricity rippling down the ridges of your spine as your skin tingles with the unknown. You keep your emotions at bay for the time being, unsure of what state Jack may be in as you creep around the corner and catch an eyeful of his demeanour - blinding annoyance. An exasperated sigh pushes from his chest as he slips off his trusted beanie, the ruffle of his wet curls bouncing as his fingers card through his hair. You gulp.

“Ro?” you test the waters - short and sweet just to gauge his reaction, anticipation hanging in the air.

“Hey.” he bites, not bothering with looking your way as he shimmies his coat off with more force than necessary.

You gnaw at your bottom lip, feeling helpless. “I saw the game…”

“The one I almost got fucking injured in?” he chirps, looking at you now with a pointed stare that burns with all the fire in his heart. No longer azure, his eyes singe with an almost midnight hue. “What a shitshow.”

“That was a dangerous hit, that guy’s got whatever’s coming to him,” you’re quick to reply, taking small steps towards Jack who hangs up his coat. “But that doesn’t change the fact that people pay to watch you play.”

Jack stills in his movements, figure unmoving momentarily before his eyes throw you a lasting glance, the beginnings of a smirk working amongst his roseate features. “So, you heard?”

You blush under the heat of his undivided attention, gaze averted as you fumble with the hem of the hockey jersey on you. “Not necessarily.”

“Then what did you hear, baby?” he queries immediately, shifting so that his body now faces yours, an arm resting against the coat hanger as he sizes you up, unabashed and assertive.

Your stomach flips, the race of your heart undeniable. “You’ve got a mouth on you, so it’s easy to read lips.”

You’re chirping, working under his skin in a way that maintains some form of respect but has all the intentions of riling him up, which manifests into the beast you wish to see. A cocked eyebrow and a ticked jaw, flashes of disbelief flickering on his face. Once more, your emotions bear the weight of an anchor as excitement conjures up the swirl in your stomach, your masquerade crumbling at the seams as your nostrils flare, biting back a shit-eating grin.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he questions with a hint of humour, because he knows you like the back of his hand. You give him no response, preoccupied with suppressing the misplaced giggle that threatens to leave your lips. “I can’t believe this.”

The seams fully come undone, a snicker or two bypassing your lips as you retreat from the situation, ending up with your back against the door leading to the basement with Jack hot on your heels. Mirth bathes you in delight and you let it, a plethora of chuckles falling into your hand as you avert your gaze whilst Jack forgets any concept of personal space. Perhaps you’re deserving of whatever damnation comes your way, a punishment you’ve fully brought upon yourself, but when your senses fill with the waft of Jack’s earthy musk cologne and the remnants of his apple shampoo, accompanied by the warmth of his body that leans towards yours, you can’t bring yourself to feel a shred of regret.

His arm, enveloped by his raven black dress shirt, raises as he cages you in, vulnerable and at his mercy. “What else did I say, since you can read lips and all?”

This is a circus of words, meaning riddled in optical illusions that would have someone think none the wiser. Except this is yours and Jack’s circus, an act tailored for two that entertains your minds that run wild. A wildness you feed off as you meet him with the same decisiveness.

“This number,” you start, pointing towards the digits printed on your sleeve belonging to him. “86 is what people go to see - sorry, pay to see.”

You’re not really sorry, the smirk on your face says otherwise. “I think I said a lot more than that, sweetheart.”

“Besides all the huffing and puffing,” his tongue pokes at his cheek, a playful smirk betraying his flaring emotions. “You asked if he was there to play or to hurt people - fair point to make.”

“And all the others weren’t?” Jack’s moved closer, his thigh situating itself between the gap of your legs.

You bite your tongue at the friction. “You know the answer to that.”

“Maybe,” his caging arm leaves the door, the web of his hand sat against your chin as he holds your face, maintaining the same fiery gaze that unravels you altogether. “But, it’d be better coming from you.”

“Jack,” he’s flexed his thigh, your hand reaching for the button on his dress shirt as you wane in defeat. “Please.”

“I don’t follow.”

Your bawled fist meets his stacked chest. “Don’t play dumb.”

Jack chuckles, holding all power in the palm of his hand. “I’m just confused as to why my pants are wet.”

To prove his point, he draws his thigh away because he’s a selfish bastard and shows you the damp spot you’ve left after his thigh made its way between your legs. The shame that washes over you is unbearable.

Jack’s cold hands find themselves underneath the material of his jersey, one hand dancing along the outline of your underwear with a finger hanging over the top of the seam. “Oh, what to do with you.”

He’s such a tease, his ego large and in charge as you’ve long forgotten any sense of game at hand as your eyes pool with only an anguish he can extinguish. “Fuck me, please.”

“Why?” his tone light and airy, his finger hooked around the seam of your underwear as the material leaves your skin

You shiver at the breeze, eyes closed as your weak fist manages to grapple onto some material of his shirt. “Because, I need you and I think that goes both ways.”

The band of your underwear snaps against your stomach as Jack retrieves his hand, head cocked to the side as he considers the weight of your words with a locked jaw. Your teeth are sinking into the plumpness of your bottom lip, nothing but pleading in your eyes as you gaze up at him with all you can muster.

His hand lays against your cheek, thumb automatically caressing the skin - a touch that you not only lean into, but shiver towards. “Get upstairs.”

This is a fairly new playing field for you two - a game of cat and mouse that brings out an unfamiliar side to you, so foreign in nature that you second guess your desires and where your lust leads you. Jack doesn’t allow for any hesitation though, hand in hand with you as he comes into himself too. His thumb brushes against the corner of your lips that lift, a soft smile surfacing amongst his features before you’re headed upstairs in a flash, scurrying towards your bedroom with a trail of your clothes left in your wake.

Jack doesn’t take long to meet you upstairs, his pinstripe blazer removed as he unfastens his tie around his neck. He spares you a lingering glance as you lay sheepishly on the bed perched on your elbows, legs ajar as your folds glisten in the soft bedroom light. Jack quickly rids himself of his clothing, slipping his boxers off to reveal his hard on. A comfortable length with all the girth to fulfil you, tip flushed pink as it brims with precum. It takes everything in you not to sink to your knees and fill your mouth with his cock.

As he approaches the bed, he motions for you to turn around and you do so with no questions asked, back arched as you wait in anticipation as you feel the bed dip with his presence. Jack comes up behind you, body so incredibly close yet somehow so far away as his hands make contact with your burning skin, giving the flesh on your back a brief massage. A surprised hum vibrates in your chest as Jack drags a single finger along the dip of your spine, leaving goosebumps in his wake before he adjusts himself behind you, to which you push your ass back against his hard on.

“Stop teasing.” you sound more desperate than intended, cheek squished into your cool silk pillow.

“Can’t admire my girl before I fuck her?” The nonchalance of his tone draws a mewl out of you, your hips jutting as they search for any more contact. “Besides,”

Hands resting against the mould of your hips, one shifts as you feel his cold index finger draw in between your folds, fingertips swirling around your clit. You moan brokenly, body curling into itself. “You’re just here to take it, aren’t you, princess?”

You’re nodding before your brain can even compute his words, humming along to accentuate your point as his fingertips continue to swirl along the shape of your clit. It’s too much and not enough - a tug of war of sorts that makes your hips rock into Jack, an action that at one point, has his tip catching against your wet entrance. A hiss from behind you sounds as you grapple onto the pillow beside you.

Jack’s hand leaves you high and dry, but alias, his patiences dissipates into the night sky as he glides into you in one smooth motion, robbing you of your breath and sanity as your mouth gapes open and eyes roll. Sinking into the mattress, your spread legs accommodate for the snap of Jack’s hips as he starts to fuck you from behind, your back curving as you gladly take everything he’s offering. Face mangled into your hoard of pillows, your fingers cling to the duvet for some kind of security, at the mercy of Jack who pleases you in all the way he knows how.

“How hard do you want me to fuck you?” he asks, maybe genuinely because his strength seems somehow restricted, but you’re keening high in your throat at how filthy his words fall from his rosy lips so easily.

“Harder,” you plead, losing yourself in the pleasure as your one hand shuffles to rub against your neglected clit. “Harder, please.”

And, he obliges, bullying his cock into you as you gasp at the impact. A smack lands against your ass, the supple surface sizzling as your hips retract, Jack’s ironclad grip holding you from escaping any further as his fingers make indents into your skin like notches in a bedpost.

“Hang on,” his pace slows, breath laboured as you feel him pull out of you reluctantly. “Turn around. I need to see you.”

You squirm against the sheets, easily complying with Jack’s wishes that suit you, your body turning as your sweaty-layered back sticks to the duvet. In the dimmed light of your bedroom, you catch a glimpse of Jack, whose wet curls fall in all the right places and how every outline of his well-built body drives you wild. You catch the shallow rises of his chest and the flush against his cheeks and as he tucks stray strands of hairs behind his ears, his hands find purchase at your thighs and draw you closer. It’s when he looks into your eyes, shameless in the pleasure written all over his face as he pushes into you again that you think you could never get tired of this view.

Your walls mould to the shape of his cock, sucking him in entirely as you both moan at the feeling. To add fuel to the fire, Jack decides to unfold your legs and hoist them over his shoulders, the new angle burying him even deeper and bringing you closer to the edge. A huff of amusement sounds from Jack as he peers down at your parted lips, wasting no time in fucking you into the mattress as the bed creaks underneath the pressure. His earlier annoyance rears its head in his movements, unsettled irritation laced in the impact of his thrusts, your cunt leaking all around him as he pounds into you relentlessly. So close in proximity, Jack takes the opportunity to caress your cheek, a sweet gesture as your breath hitches, all before his hand slowly drifts down towards your neck. An affirmative nod from you is he needs to tighten his grip, your brewing orgasm intensifying tenfold as he maintains all the eye contact to make you shudder.

He’s balls deep in you, each hard thrust punctuated by the smack of the wooden headboard against the bedroom wall. You feel him all around you like some wicked embrace: in your stomach, your lungs and around your throat, the snug clasp his calloused hand holds against your pressure points lolling your mouth open, gasping at the sheer intensity stewing within you.

Jack takes the opportunity, wet curls stuck to his forehead, leaning closer as he spits directly into your mouth, as he does onto the ice throughout his games. Something twists violently in you, back arching off the bed as your lips fall close to moan from the deepest parts within you, the taste of Jack on your tongue.

“Taking me like such a good girl,” he praises, your reflection plentiful in his eyes. “If I’d known you liked this, would have done it a long time ago.”

Everything begins to blur at the edges like an old photograph, bliss engulfing you in its heavenly fire as your skin shimmers with sweat and your nails scrape at Jack’s shoulder - a futile attempt to regain control that had been long lost, your bodies movement forgotten as you squirm and shiver all over.

Oxygen courses back into your deprived lungs as Jack releases his grip, burning hand against your cheek as his thumb brushes your cheekbone, catching your fluttering eyelashes. “I got you, baby. Got you, princess.”

“Never been fucked,” a whimper escapes when Jack notches that spongy spot that buries your nails into his skin, “like this. Feels-fuck, good.”

He laughs lightly, pace stuttering yet hitting all the right places. “Love giving my pretty girl what she wants,”

You clench around him, embedding your nails into the flesh of his back as your teeth sink into your bottom lip, gaze scattered. “And my pretty girl wants to come, don’t you?”

He poses the rhetorical question with a mean pinch at your clit before pushing a heavy hand down on your lower stomach, the pressure accelerating you towards your fast-approaching orgasm. The sounds pour out of you like a waterfall, eyebrows furrowed as you plead with begging eyes. “Kiss me?”

“Whatever you want, baby.” he breathes, almost whiny as his hand circles around your nape, your figure floating as your lips collide in a messy embrace, rhythm unmatched as your yearning seeps through your teeth.

Jack captures all your moans in his mouth, the new angle of his thrusts adding to the sloppiness of your wet kiss. The smack of his stuttering hips knocks against your clit in a way that has you seeing beyond, swallowed whole by his galaxy of stars as he gives you one last jerky thrust, teeth nipping at your bottom lip to undo you. Frayed at the seams, you come undone, unravelling in a mess that perfectly matches Jack as he quickly comes after you, coating your walls as your cunt spasms all around him as he rides out his high.

Once Jack’s shallow thrusts grind to a halt, he slowly pulls out a heavy sigh, locking eyes with you as he runs a finger down your sensitive cunt just to get a shiver out of you. Your eyebrows knit, a flare of annoyance mixed in with fatigue written across your face that draws a humoured snicker from your boyfriend. He collapses down next to you, a kiss pressed against your cheek before you both aimlessly stare up at the ceiling.

Amusement tugs at the corners of your lips. “You should get angry more often.”

“I was just about to say the same thing.” agrees Jack, laughter making its home between you two as nothing but sweetness lingers in the air.

“Come on,” he urges, his hand nudging yours, body prying itself off your bed as he goes to stand. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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hello lovely! May i request a Joseph x afab reader where reader and joseph have been dating for a while but out of nowhere she gets hate from his fans (joe isnt aware) and reader wants to break up because of it? but joseph comforts her once he finds out 🥺💗

Break Up? - J.Q

hello my love! i’m writing this whilst listening to Queen #lovethem. but i hope this angst to fluff is okay! let me know how you guys found it, (kinda changed it so she’s been getting hate for a while sorry) has a few mistakes but enjoy <3

you and Joseph had been together for two years, you met on the set of Stranger Things as you were a hair and makeup stylist and somehow you guys just clicked from the day he came into your makeup trailer. you moved in together a few months ago and it was the best decision you ever made. you got to wake up to him every morning and that just allowed you guys to get closer which you didn’t think was possible. Joseph had gone out that afternoon to see a few friends and you decided to stay home, not really feeling like going out when your phone buzzed uncontrollably.

you had posted a new picture to both instagram and twitter, it was one which Joseph had taken on your date night last night and you felt really pretty so you didn’t really mind posting it. you went ‘exclusive’ with Joseph last year on your one year anniversary when he wasn’t really well known but had a few fans and at the time his fans didn’t really mind but now he was properly famous the amount of hate you got was disgusting.

these so called fans would pick apart every single thing about your appearance. how your body was, how your face looked when you smiled, how you would do your makeup. just every single thing they could find wrong with you they’d comment on leaving you with little to no self confidence. you didn’t tell Joseph, he didn’t run his social media so you didn’t have to worry about him seeing it. but in all honesty you had no idea what you had done to deserve this level of hate, there were a few nice comments scattered in the hundreds of horrible ones but the nasty ones outshined the kind ones.

you decided to look at your instagram and just look through those comments, see if maybe they’d changed their minds and decided to finally be nice but you were wrong. so very wrong. you scrolled and scrolled through the comments, tears welling up in your eyes as you read them. you wanted to look away but you couldn’t, seeing how people really viewed you just broke your heart. you never really cared about peoples opinions until now, the comments had really affected you.

‘god she is just the most ugliest thing i’ve ever seen’

‘now i’m not one to be rude but she is just disgusting’

‘why does her face look like that?’

‘how can come one as beautiful as Joseph Quinn date someone as ugly as her? i hope they don’t have kids💀’

‘her smile is so funny like why does she smile like that😭’

‘now if i was Joseph’s family i’d tell him straight, she is not good enough for him and will never be good enough for anyone.’

‘anyone in the comments telling her she’s pretty is absolutely lying, no one finds her pretty they��re telling her that to make her feel better lol’

‘girl what the hell is this, do us a favour and just delete this’

‘Joseph my love you need to get with Grace PLEASE! im begging you get away from this rat’

so many disgusting comments you could barely see with your tear filled eyes. the one last comment that caught your eye made the tears spill over. ‘why does she look like that? honestly i’m wondering how someone can look like that and wake up every morning next to Joseph. that should be Grace Van Dien not her’. you’d had enough. you chucked your phone on the sofa, hands coming up to your face as you sobbed into your hands. how can people be so cruel when you had done nothing wrong?

you couldn’t deal with it anymore. the hate and the comparing just was all too much. they were right. Joseph deserved someone better than you, you didn’t care if it was Grace or a supermodel, anyone who wasn’t you deserved Joseph more. your mind was already set, when Joseph came home you were going to end things. you couldn’t take the hate you were receiving for just existing and he did deserve someone better than you.

Joseph had no idea any of this was happening. he had seen you change recently, becoming more reserved and quiet but he thought maybe it was your time of the month and he didn’t want to impose and make you feel uncomfortable. he arrived home a lot earlier than expected, becoming bored and he just missed you. sitting on the sofa watching films whilst cuddling sounded so much better then staying out. he unlocked the front door, hearing painful sobs coming from you. he hurriedly shut the door and followed the sound of your sobs finding you on the sofa with your head in your hands.

“y/n sweetheart what’s the matter?” Joseph said, sitting down on the sofa opposite you, pulling you into his arms as your sobs grew louder. he could hear the pain and hurt in them, something awful must have happened for you to be crying like this. he’d never heard you cry as hard as this, we’ll, maybe once when you got to the end of Marley and Me but other than that never. you tried to talk but you couldn’t, to hurt from the comments.

“sweetheart calm down, take a deep breath and try relax okay? follow my breathing” he whispered, his hand running up and down your back as he tried to calm you down so he could find out what was wrong. once you had calmed down enough to talk, you pulled away but looked down at your hands, fiddling with your fingers as you tried to find the right words to tell Joseph that you couldn’t be with him anymore. as much as it pained you to do so you knew you needed to to stop getting the hate.

“i just-” you sighed, tears not stopping, Joseph watched you with a nervous look, fear filling his body. “i just think it may be best if we don’t continue this” you said, voice breaking at the end of your sentence. breaking up with him definitely hurt more than the hate comments. your whole relationship with Joseph had been beautiful, from the dates, late night cuddles, late night drives, just everything about it was perfect and breaking this off just felt like a waste.

“i- what? i’m confused.” Joseph said, heart breaking as he watched your face twist as you tried to keep your sobs at bay. “we can’t continue this relationship. i just- you deserve someone better and i think maybe you should find someone else” you said, chin quivering slightly. Joseph stared at you stunned as you played with the acrylics on your fingers. he let go of you and rubbed the hair on his chin, still confused as to where this was coming from. you had been fine this morning and now all of a sudden you want to break up? it just didn’t add up.

the room was silent except from a few sniffles and hiccups here and there from you. “y/n where is this coming from? you were fine this morning sweetheart. i need you to tell me what’s the actual matter so i know what i can do to fix it. i don’t want anyone else but you” Joseph said, turning back to you seeing a pained expression on your face. maybe you should tell him about how his fans are making you feel, he at least deserved to know that.

you got up from the chair and walked to where you had chucked your phone, unlocking it again to show him what you had been sent. you sat back down on the sofa and passed him the phone, he was even more confused now. you ushered down at the phone and then he saw it, the hundreds of comments all hating on you. he read the very few of the hundreds and his heart ached. the main ones he saw were ‘she’s just so ugly’ ‘Joseph deserves so much better than her, what about Grace?’ ‘how can come one as beautiful as Joseph Quinn date someone as ugly as her? i hope they don’t have kids💀’.

he had no idea this was even happening, his social media team had never said a word to him about it and that pissed him off. you sobbed quietly as he read through the comments, his face was filled with concern and sympathy. he turned the phone off and immediately pulled you into his chest. you were still sobbing, embarrassed from how much they had gotten to you. “alright sweetheart it’s okay. i’m not going anywhere.” he whispered, pulling you onto his lap so he could pull you closer to him. “i’d never ever leave you sweetheart. i think you’re to good for me and i don’t deserve better because you’re already the best thing y/n. i love you so much” he said, running a had through your hair.

you looked up from his neck and rubbed your eyes and sighed. “they’ve been doing it for weeks and- and it just made me feel so shit about myself and i let them get to me” you admitted, a slight blush forming on your tear stained cheeks. Joseph sighed, a sympathetic smile on his face as he looked at you. “you are the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen. and i don’t care what others think about you and you shouldn’t either because they don’t know our relationship, they don’t know you sweetheart. you don’t need those lip fillers or surgeries, you’re a natural beauty and everyone is unique, nobody is perfect not even me, but to me you’re so perfect. the most perfect thing i’ve ever seen. so don’t listen to what those so called fans say because they’re just jealous.” he said, leaning in to kiss you passionately. you reciprocated the kiss, your tears finally stopping. even in the worst moments of your life Joseph was always there to help you through it and you definitely felt like he was your person, your soulmate.

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icanseethefuture333 · 10 months

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Can you do the same reading that you did on Karina for IVE Wonyoung?💗💗

PURRR IT GIRL WONYOUNG, yk the vibes 🧘🏽‍♀️💅🏽

Tarot reading on:

IVE's Wonyoung

Wonyoung's reputation as an Idol:

The Hierophant, Six of Cups, & Knight of Wands

For Wonyoung's reputation, I see that people see her as a calm and sweet person, who also has great self assurance. She is very sure of herself and what position she wants to play in society. Wonyoung wants to reach to the top and won't stop until she gets there. People could think her fanbase are apart of some sort of cult though (I mean... judging by the #wonyoungism trend... I could totally see that 😭). Her fans worship her, literally. They don't have anything bad to say about her. Also I feel that Wonyoung adores her fans just as much as they adore her. She sometimes feel they can project their insecurities or trauma dump onto her though, so it can be overwhelming for her at times to deal with given she's still young herself. Overall, Wonyoung wants to be a good role model for kids younger than her and would like to be considered their big sister 🥰. (Clarified by the Star) This is a wish fulfillment for her and I feel that Wonyoung has been manifesting this level of fame and success ever since she was a young girl. Her self concept is impeccable.

What does the music industry think of her?:

Seven of Cups, Seven of Wands, Seven of Pentacles, & Ace of Cups

Wow 777, so the industry or the entertainment she's signed under feels that they hit the jackpot with her. Wonyoung attracts business opportunities with ease and she gets her job done efficiently. Her mindset is "I want it, I got it" and so her label has no worries when it comes to her. I feel that Wonyoung is also able to express herself very elegantly as well when she doesn't feel comfortable with something or has an idea for a concept that the group should do. Simply put, everyone around her just loves her. I'm curious to know how the members of IVE feel about her though. (Clarified by Ten of Swords, Ace of Swords, & The Lovers) I feel that the other members were scared about being in a group with someone who was already so popular. Some members of IVE could of had read some comments and felt excluded or sad they weren't as mentioned during their debut. They had to have some sort of conversation about it with their label and I think as they got to know her, the worries they had originally just faded away. Wonyoung and the other girls could have come to an agreement about something? Or they have great communication skills, so there isn't the need to compete with one another. The members of IVE do care about each other and have a close bond. It's giving girls supports girls and we love to see it 👏🏽.

What do other idols think of Wonyoung?:

Four of Cups, Three of Swords, Five of Cups, Four of Pentacles, The Chariot, & The Moon (reversed)

(TW: Body shaming)

Wow I couldn't even shuffle and I already channeled some messages: "She needs to get off her high horse", "she's setting an unhealthy beauty standard", "she's too skinny". People have A LOT to say about her it seems and it's nothing nice. When idols are asked what do they think of Wonyoung, they just get so mad??? Some people could genuinely just hate her but don't even actually know her. This saddens Wonyoung because she'd like to be closer with some idols but they don't even give her a chance (poor girl aw 🥺😭🤧). Wonyoung at this point just keeps to herself because she feels when she tries to make friends it doesn't work. She is very sensitive and protective of her heart. Wonyoung could be reflecting on her actions and wondering if she did something wrong. She is wondering if she is being as good of a role model that she wanted to be. (Clarified by Two of Cups) I think eventually she will make a best friend soon ☺️! Someone who could relate to her and meet her half way. This person is very humble and likes to get to know people without gossip or rumors being involved.

Who is the person that Wonyoung will become friends with?

Page of Swords - Ahh okay I think I know who the person is. They are someone with masculine energy. Possibly someone from JYP? They could have long black hair and their features resembles a cat. They are both similar as regarding their abilities to attract prosperity and abundance, so together they could be really powerful.

#wonyoung #ive #ive readings #kpop readings #kpop reading #celebrity readings #tarot readings

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httpstes · 2 years

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Hii hru??<3 Can u write a little about Taurus Venus in 10H?

Hey :)) i’m doing good i just finished majority of my exams and i am so over it 😭 anyways i’ll get on with the req so y’all don’t have to hear me complain ab how much i hate school🧏🏻‍♀️

⍣♀ in 10H:

Venus in 10H individuals garner a lot of attention from everyone around them. They’re viewed as being full of love. Regardless of whether they understand the beauty they hold or not, others can easily see this. They could be seen as that one random pretty person in class or at work that everyone looks forward to seeing.

Venus in 10H individuals have really good reputations unless Venus is negatively afflicted to malefic planets. These people have something special about them that just draws others in. It’s always something unique and random as well. On a individual level, Venus 10H natives may have certain hobbies, interests, beliefs that others just find endearing. This and, well, they’re hot 🗣. Need i say more ?

Venus 10H individuals may be interested in or pursue careers to do with the arts and or cosmetology. Anything that involved you expressing you’re pure creative talent is best suited. A career where you can design, invoke desire, draw, paint, beautify etc. My aunty has this placement and she does interior design and also is like really good at cutting and styling hair ??!? Y’all have a natural inclination towards beautiful things as well as wanting to create beauty wherever you go, even if it’s on a subconscious level.

This is unless Venus apsects Pluto harshly from the 10H, this creates a dynamic of wanting to create a peaceful atmosphere but also craving destruction and wanting to see how chaotic things can get 😭

⍣Taurus Venus:

Taurus Venusians. ah i love you guys sfm. literal princes/princesses. but not one that is easily woo'd over. they have a lot of self respect and know when someone is overstepping their boundaries.

Taurus Venusians radiate such calming energy and this is why they are considered to be many people's safe space :) The best at comforting and making someone feel welcomed. They’re love language is probably gift giving/receiving and or physical touch and quality time.

One of my closest friends has this placement and she is constantly spoiled by people 😭 Do y’all attract people who like giving gifts all the time bc if so, hook me up i want some free gifts 🤭 Ofc Taurus Venusians themselves also give pretty good gifts but it’s a all or nothing type of situation. They either don’t get anything or go all out and give you the most thoughtful gift (possibly an expensive one but it’s more so thoughtful and based on things they know you want/need)

⍣Summary:

ok now putting both placements into perspective, yea ur pretty and gorgeous and i will continue to say it. Like cmon taurus, the sign of sensuality and luxury (taurus is obv much more than that but yk) and Venus in 10H, you appear aesthetically pleasing to everyone who comes by you, like you’re charisma and beauty is just so mesmerising.

Individuals with these placements definitely love artistic things and or creating art/beauty themselves. Yall be decorating your room, drawing/writing, and putting a lot of time into your makeup and skincare routine and ily for that. This is the ultimate self-love placement and they know when people are over-stepping their boundaries.

And so, both these placements equate to a individual who is not only drop dead gorgeous and literally divine, but one who won’t take shit from anyone and knows how to stand their ground. If you’re currently struggling with setting boundaries as a Taurus/Venusian, do understand that you will get there and you will prove others wrong that you are not a push over or one to be easily fooled. Keep your head high and stay stubborn I love you bitches 💗

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writemywaytoyourheart · 1 month

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heeyy! :)

im new to your blog and ive just read aim for the heart! and all i can say is ive never ever cried so much over a relationship between two fictional characters😭 i know the ending is super happy and all but them being together is literally so beautiful it makes me cry😔 (im definitely not on the verge of crying writing this ask) and i love both jk and oc so so so sooooo much (they are definitely among my favorite jks and ocs ive read so far) 🥹🥹 you literally write so well and im so happy i found you💜

also, i just wanted to say that sadly i cant open the third drabble (after the wedding?) but im not sure if its a problem on my side😭 it just says ‘post not found’ :(

anyways, cant wait to read more of your fics!! im sure they are just as amazing🥰

This is an older ask and I'm just now answering it, I am so sorry for that!! Hopefully you see this answer 🙏🏻❤️

Thank you so so much for reading AFTH and for loving it as much as I do! I always say it means the most to me when people love the characters on a certain level, and that's still true to this day. A story can be good, but if I can write characters that grow and change and people love them and their interactions? Well that just hits on a different scale 🌸💗🌸💗

Explanation on honeymoon drabble below the cut!

As for the drabble, it ought to be working now. Let me confess something to y'all:

I did private it. I was having major doubts about it; whether it was written well enough, whether I had put more 'mature' material in it than I felt comfortable with (ik its nothing compared to some works but im also a different person with different feelings and boundaries). I always say to each their own, write what you write and I will write what I write. I also have never included mature works for reasons more than just that I don't write it; I wanted to reach hearts without that, to create a love story that didn't need to have that for it to be genuine and enjoyed. Nothing at ALL against writers that focus on that or the act of sex itself (it was a gift!) that's not what I'm saying.

I just mean I wanted to take a different route 🤷🏻‍♀️

So yeah, I was very unsure about that post, felt a bit like I had redrawn my boundary lines and didn't feel the best. Ended up unprivating it today because I felt bad that others didn't get to continue to read up on the material that was provided to the people before them.

But anyway enough on that!! All is well!!

Thank you so much for your kind words ❤️ I am so so glad that you found my blog and that you're here 😍❣️

ILY 💃🏻

-chip

#asks #lilmeowdori

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torialefay · 3 months

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hiiii! i'm not sure if i'm doing this correctly and if ur requests are open (if not i'm sorry pls ignore this ;_;) but i'd like to request a compatibility reading with channie!

here's what i could find about my natal chart, please lmk if i should add something/send in anything else! (oh and my pronouns are she/they ^^)

thank u so much, have a lovely day/night! 💗

here you go sweetheart ❤️ i love my virgos hehe

your ascendant in virgo:

you most likely come across to others as someone who has a strong sense of service to others and knows how to get things done. you may come across as a perfectionist who is very dedicated to what they believe in. virgos highlyyyyy value intelligence and perseverance, so you could come across somewhat intimidating (if others are intimidated by intelligence and independence that is)... but i think this is a GOOD thing bc it means you are less likely than average to attract weak people basically lol. i think this is actually a really good fit for channie. he has a ton of air placements, which also lends him to have a more cerebral nature. his gemini rising actually gets along really well with yours. i think he'd get you to open up and you'd have a LOTTTT to talk about when first meeting. i think he'd be impressed at your knowledge and how you apply yourself.

your sun in virgo in the 1st house:

for you, what you see is what you get. it's likely that your personality when with friends doesn't change much when meeting new people. in other words, people are way less likely to see you as "fake". since first house energy also tells us how we present ourselves, it is likely that you have actually obtained a lot of the personality traits that you desire. you most likely WANT to be seen as someone who is loyal, dedicated, intelligent, and hardworking, and as a result, that is EXACTLY what you are. with chan, it is the same as before. his libra sun energy is very cerebral and is very much inclined to spend time with people who can mentally stimulate him. another reason i think this is a good match is because virgo is the ruler of the 6th house, and chan has a lottttt of planets residing in his 6th house [his moon (emotions), his venus (love and relationships), and his mars (action, adventure, and aggression). the one clash i do see is that virgos tend to be a little of worriers, as do libras. so on one hand, you will be able to understand each others' energy, BUT y'all are gonna have to work on your anxiety levels 😂 (maybe y'all could go to therapy together??? 😭😭😂)

your moon in leo in the 12th:

i think a lot of leos get a bad reputation, but having this moon placement in your 12th house is actually really cool. leos are very individualistic by nature. not only do they see the individuality in themselves, but they bring it out in other people too. with your moon being in your 12th house, you probably feel like you deeply NEED this individuality and distinction to feel balance in life. having that little bit of "uniqueness" is important to you. down to your very soul. leos do, also, need a lot of validation in themselves. chan's libra moon GETS that. he needs a lot of validation too. and because of this, i think you'd both be great at giving each other what you need.

your mercury in libra in the 2nd:

this is where i think there could be trouble. chan's mercury is also in libra. libra mercuries tend to placate to what they think other people want to hear. they are able to change the way they express themselves in order to get what they want (not in a bad way, it's just a natural thing you can do). libra mercuries tend to avoid talking anout things that make them feel uncomfortable because it could disturb the balance in their relationship with that person. you usually are only comfortable with explaining yourself and communicating with others to the level that they give you. in other words, you may sometimes need a strong push in order to talk about emotions that will hurt the other person. you can bottle them up. so you and chan may have trouble talking about things that are bothering you in the relationship, leading to resentfulness. it could also lead to some pettiness as well. i do think with your virgo placements though that you could overcome this.

your venus in libra in the 2nd:

this is a pretty good match with channie. with his venus in scorpio, i see him as taking on the more dominant role in the relationship. that applies both to sex and to everyday life. one thing that could come up between you two is mind games in the relationship. this could manifest in that you both pine over each other for a long time and secretly try to make the other person fall in love with you. OR when you're in the relationship, it could get a bit manipulative both ways. you also both value true love and beauty and would make sure to dress up together hehe

your mars in virgo in the 12th:

this is actually a great match for chan's mars in sag. virgo is able to ground him or sort of tether him down without being too overbearing or bringing too much emotional warfare into it. you'd likely have fun together, but you'd always remind him that at the end of the day, he needs to come HOME. fights between you two are actually fine bc you are way better in arguments and he will feel like a dumbass if he gets mad over something stupid w you when he's in the wrong.

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sinsandsweetness · 9 months

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girl i have been w my partner five years. we are OBSESSED w eacjother,

we turn eachother on just by looking at eachother, he is the most respectful sexy, funny man ever and NO i dont feel butterflies!!! i feel like sometimes that can be associated with nerves, which i dont feel due to our level of comfort. but also i feel like it can be because of like thrill. theres NOTHIBG wrong with thrill go the fuck off. but like. i feel thrill with my partner. sooo much horny and sexy and happy thrill. but it never leads to butterflies. and i dont feel like im missing out on them. because to me; i feel excitement and joy, but no nerves. theres nothing wring with feeling or not feeling butterflies. nothing is correct or incorrect in ANY relationship. pls do not stress. u are not necessarily kissing the wrong people. you may just not associate with that butterfly feeling. and thats ok 💗💗

I think I hear what you mean. My issue is that I’ve never been obsessed or stupidly crazy attracted to a partner like that anyway. I wish I could be. I wish there was that mutual obsession and chemistry and horny goodness.

I’ve never had a partner that I felt fireworks with and I always feel kind of meh about them. I live them and I find them sweet and funny but there’s just something missing. That spark maybe? I find sex generally pretty underwhelming no matter who I’m with. I usually just prefer my own company (not to be too tmi😉)

I think what I really mean is that I’ve yet to find someone who I trust fully and truly in an intimate way. I would take a guess that is a sign of some unresolved trust issues and intimacy issues so maybe that’s all it is and I just gotta work through that on my own. But I still just long for that obsessed feeling. Those fireworks and sparks and genuine attraction.

So while I hear what you mean, and I agree that maybe “fireworks” don’t need to be felt. Maybe it’ll feel more serene and simple and just completely right and perfect. Where I’ll just feel aligned and connected to them on a deep and intimate level.

So I think in my case, I actually am just kissing the wrong people😭

#anons <3 #personal #sinsandsweetness advice column #t talks <3

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boyfhee · 1 year

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OKAY IM BACK 🤩🤩 ( after some self reflection on my attachment to take two ) NGL I DIDNT EXPECT YOU TO GIVE ME A SHOUTOUT OR EVEN FOR ME TO HELP PLAY A PART ( even if its a teeny tiny bit ) IN THE ENDING ??? you can literally imagine my surprise when i opened the app after a goodnight sleep to see a new update and mentions of me in the a/n 😭😭 the ending was so fhdjsnjsnsks BITTERSWEET. it was so nice to know that they all found comfort in each other ultimately ( despite it not turning into something romantic wise at that moment ) and being such good friends ?? it really shows their growth as characters which behaved selfishly to ones that were willing to accept each others shortcomings whole heartedly ( at least imo ) . although yn doesnt have an endgame (cries cos my imaginations were running wild at the slightly open but not so open ending if you get what i mean ) , it feels very realistic that wonki hasnt moved on yet — especially since this happens a lot irl ( i never experienced it before but ive seen my friends go through it ! ). i think it was a very well written ending considering how you couldnt make everyones wishes come through ( talking about the readers choice of endgame ) but yet still delivered one of satisfactory level. it was such a wild ride watching ynki make every mistake we as humans could make. miya was truly a test - she was testing my patience half the time 💀💀💀. but miya also serves as a reminder to everyone of how easily it is to unknowingly cheat on your partner without having to lay a single hand or even touch the person. emotional cheating is JUST AS BAD AS PHYSICALLY CHEATING IF NOT WORST ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ i kinda feel bad (?) for wonki though because even though they were given closure and time to heal, it always felt more like a right person wrong time kind of thing so they will never be able to properly move on imo. IT MAKES ME EVEN SADDER THAT IT FEELS LIKE YN GETS THE HAPPY ENDING AND WONKI GOT A HAPPY ENDING TOO BUT IT COMES WITH A CHANCE THAT THEY MIGHT NEVER BE ABLE TO GET ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED WITH YN EVER AGAIN. its really giving “ feels like we have matching wounds but mines still black and bruised and yours is perfectly fine “ < the exit - conan gray >

okay i feel like i should stop here before i get carried away and keep repeating the same points but more aggressively with each sentence 🥶🥶 i was actually a pure literature student before i graduated from school and its been a while since i had graduated so it was really fun to be able to make analysis on characters again as well as figure out plots through diction 🤩🤩 i cant thank you enough for writing take two because it gave me a chance to put my literature to good use, it wouldve been a real shame if i studied so hard just for me to never use it ever again. thank you thank you thank you thank you.

please have a good rest and all the best for your studies ! i had national exams last year and it absolutely beat the crap out of my brain 😭😭 had me tearing at every math question and feeling hella defeated. its going to be tough but you can do it !! take as long as you need for your break ! you absolutely deserve it after dropping that bombass smau 😩😩😩😩 i will look forward to your return with full excitement ! take care ~

- 🎐 ( its been a pleasure being one of take twos biggest fans - self proclaimed )

WINDCHIME ANON HEHE HELLO 💗💗 no bc a shoutout was a must bc ur ask helped me pick the direction i wanted to go with the ending. and i was so scared bc ppl were hoping for a ynwon ending but i gave them kind of nothing i was like 'what if they dont like' BUT FUCK IT BC IN MY EYES YN DOESNT DESERVE A HAPPY ENDING JUST YET . tbh the whole point of the friends part was that they were willing to give their relationship another try despite the mistakes, call that character development. and miya was created solely to tell people how important communication is. none of this would've happened if riki told yn about miya, if yn told him ab meeting miya, if riki told yn ab his plan, the communication was gone on so many levels. the thing that ruined ynki, if you ask me, was the lack of communications. not miya, not jungwon, not media, not fans, but yn and riki themselves. SO CHIYUV NATION, COMMUNICATION IS THE KEY. ALWAYS. take it from me i love clearing things out and it always ends well unless u start phrasing things wrong ( dont do it )

AND ANON WE R GETTING A PART TWO WITH SEPARATE ENDINGS let ur imagination run wild again ☝️☝️ that conan gray lyrics r so ksdjfhhs fits so well fr. AND OMG HI FELLOW LIT. STUDENT i had science but also had eng on the side, spent my youth editing drafts and analysing proses and poetry it was fun . everyday i think about ur asks ab take two and it makes miso happy (sunghoon hi) bc they rlly made my day U ARE THE BIGGEST TAKE TWO FAN i will give u that medal 🥇

#—🎐anon.#@ : tt

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