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theoccultz · 1 year

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What others notice about you ,that you are unaware of ?

#Dark reading

can be triggering,as we are talking about the subconscious thoughts of others

Your energy and how you come across, energy field is very interesting so i decided to make one with this theme.

General tarot *in depth *reading.

Let me know if it resonates (:

Pics not mine credits to their rightful owners

Smile . Thunder. String.

Pile Smile :1010

3 of pentacles (r),Six of swords , judgement, justice(r),2of swords (r).

>Spirit animal -cheetah

People feel like you are meant to make things happen you could be seen as a good team worker who have resources they notice how others wants to be associated with you this pile has this energy :i may be silent but do not mess: people are cautious about you they feel like they need to keep an eye like you may be silent but you can expose their secrets i feel like you may look a little bit dull or have prominent eyes and long thick hairs ? People also feel like you are highly educated and respected so it will be hard to spread rumors abt you as they may seem stupid after they try to do so because you have people defending you like they do not believe anything about you easily

They feel like you are the type of person who works alone or is kind of aloof from others they dont feel like you want to interact with them and it makes them a little bit curious and sad i feel like people dont know you but they have heard of you like personally you wouldn't open up easily people could see you a little bit sad too like it fucks their mind , people see that you can switch up on them .

I cant help but notice how others see so much possibilities but they are unable to pick one they feel like you have different characters and you only stay with people who are closed of ?patient or introverted like you ? People are kind of insecure around you its like they are not confident enough to approach to make a talk so they project onto you ,you may have mars in ascendant,or jupiter square moon that makes your energy and your achievements hidden from the outside world , people want to be in your good books ?

People also feel like you can humble them , hurt them if they say anything wrong that might dissapoint you its like they want your validation you might be the type of person who's kind of a mystery and you shine when its time to show your abilities like the only intern who can make the deal happen even though you dont have much experience.... but its your skills that you play with ,we didnt get the magician here ,energy is quite leaning towards it. You have that clarity and directions to guide others and one wrong step ;could get you angry ? People feel like maybe you ignore others lmao....You may study or analyse others ? Hmm like you know their business yet they are unaware of yours so it makes them to think you may be involved but keep it hidden from others ;that you know what they talk about,what damagies they did to others?they feel like you can expose them lol others are very quick to draw judgements but its all surface level here .

My take:I remember that anime( classroom assasination) that blue haired guy yeah exactly that character if i associate you with one .

Chanelled song:

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Pile Thunder:222

Wheel of fortune , knight of cups (r),the world ,king of cups ,2 of cups

Spirit animal:Kangaroo

People think you are sweet and helpful they think you may get hurt easily or you wear your heart on your sleeves ,its like you cant hide what you feel whether you are annoyed whether you feel joyful .Your energy is very peaceful even though i can see you might have hard time to make a decision ,others see you as "lucky" and "cute" they might be a little envious abt it tho,dont overshare anything about yourself.

People see as clumsy ,you'll be the first to lend your shoulders to someone without expecting anything in return-they feel like you are connected to your inner child ,they also feel like you are a chatter box lol ,you are still learning and growing so theres this energy like people want to protect you and they want to make your day better ,they can see others expect a lot from you, i dont know if you are social worker or not but older people feel very drawn to your energy they feel like you can understand them that you look out for them? and that is magic for me personally .....because its hard to match other generation energy and on top of that they feel like you understand them ,they feel like you know how to enjoy life and have fun,if someone betrays you karma comes and bite their ass *its legit what i heard*people see that you a courageous and fearless

I feel like they think you have a good balance of your emotions and you take accountability about it as well people feel like you are the justice type of a person who could do no wrong neither can afford seeing someone in that state , people feel protected in your presence like you can cut a bitch in half if they mess with you ,they also feel like you are anxious or indecisve at times like you need support oh my goodness pile 2. People naturally love you ,you dont have to work hard for their love its good that you know your worth. You may also teach ?you may be open-minded towards others .you look young? Its giving me young blood vibes here

People see you as someone who works hard , someone with a different sense of fashion and interest they feel like you have a dad humour they feel like you can be happy with yourself and that you dont need others ,you are giving and a hard to read kind of person they dont know what step will you take next yet they trust you they feel kind of annoyed when you keep things to yourself *thats so sweet*

Hmm the darkside of this pile could be obsession if i'm being honest tbh if others wants to keep you to themselves then they may get aggresive ,attached , demand yoir time or over protective in that case just cut em off you have inner strength and you can do it, just cut off weirdos and dont trust others easily wait until they prove themselves.

My take: this was light-hearted and sweet af i was getting simp energy as well ,very appreciative comments like people are protective over you just know it ××

If i had to associate you with a character its tinker bell -looks fragile is street smart .

Song i channelled:

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Pile String:5458

Ace of wands (r),Nine of wands ,page of pentacles,the empress,5 of wands

Spirit animal-Leopard

The empress speaks for itself -

Oh the big di*k energy look pile #3 no one's fucking with you lets be honest here people notice you and you know it very well ,others can feel your presence,they might stare at you a lot because everyone wants to be in the trend like they wanna know what others are looking at, its like you keep others on the edge.

I juat see you minding your own business but you can be nasty if others wrong you , people notice how you are not afraid to stand up for yourself and correct back ,fire rules your energy , people can see you are action oriented you aren't afraid to step up your game or even leave others behind who's not doing their job properly,you may be the type of person who calls out "nonsense " you dont care whether its a person in power you just know one thing and thats equality ,i feel like people see you as a leader you might feel like people are dependent on you or others choose you mostly for project & stuff its because they know you'll get it done

People feel like you are devils advocate it might be risky to get closer to you but the risk is worth it TBH i see people in background for this pile your energy is loud and up in the face so thats intimidating others prefer to keep their distance theres a lot of envy pile 3 i dont care what you think but you are known if you are aware or not ,you have a lot of people who wants to get closer to you ,they think you know it from the amount of attention you get even if you are an introvert its just the energy which is overwhelming and excitement kind of .

I was getting ring vibe a little bit sassy ,likes to do things for yourself,go out to restaurants alone uff.... idk why others feel like you can start a fight or jump in one 😭☠️they feel like you have principles which you stick by ;you may be a sports person I'm getting recrds !!! Others see you as someone who expresses what they feel either verbally or with expressions like they know this person is annoyed or chill depending on their mood ,feel like people might sugarcoat when they talk to you because they dont want to upset you ?! Weird...

People feel like you have got it all and you are extremely giving to your lovers? you are a great partner who values individuality,you can put your ego aside and apologise you are a sincere person who's willing to make things right i feel like your love language may be physical touch or gift giving, people feel abundant in your energy like a good buddy who they can confide in , have awkward moments together , Others feel like its better when they get to know you as the illusions of projection shatters ,you are someone who's peaceful within yourself and others wish to be like you ,you might travel a lot ?

My take: oh what an energy i feel energized

You might have chiron in 1st house,leo venus ,sun square pluto , Taurus mars,north.node trine saturn ,cancer moon ?! I dont feel like its a chaotic energy at all ,you might talk or type fast that was random lolz .

If i had to associate you with a character it will be that red guy from cars .

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Thanks for reading!! Have a good day .

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genshin-impact-unofficial · 4 months

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Naughty Little Secret Pt.3

Reactions of Genshin men finding your spicy literature.

Bonus Ft. Scaramouche, Itto, and Xiao

(Part 1) Diluc, Cyno, and Thoma (Part 2) Childe, Albedo, and Alhaitham

Tags: PG-13, Sexual Themes, GN!Reader, Technically SFW, Crushes, Lot more cussing in this one, Use of the word dick but not sexual lol, All these boys dont know how to regulate emotions, Bullying scaramouche, fluff-ish?, Spoiler: Xiao wants to be dominated! Notes: (repost)

Scaramouche

You worked your ass off to rise up in the Fatui ranks. Not everyone could handle the cut throat atmosphere that you had to endure day in and day out. But still, it really takes a special kind of self-loathing to accept the position as the right hand General of the Balladeer. It’s almost like he enjoys making your life hell. You endured it simply because you’ve come too far to let that little brat ruin it all.

“General Y/N, be ready to leave at dawn.” The harbinger stated to you, lounging casually at his desk, appearing not to have a care in the world. You turn around slowly and don't even try to hide your annoyance on your face. Your hands were already literally and figuratively full of paperwork that you had every intention of completing before this point. You take a deep sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose to keep the growing migraine at bay.

“Yes sir, where shall I prepare us to go?” You ask calmly, it was not worth it to get snippy with him this early. He would surely only take it as a challenge.

“Hmm... I feel like exploring the ruins of Mondstadt.” The man shrugged, glancing over at you to see your reaction.

“Mondstadt?!?! That’s a three day trip sir. Are you-” You stopped yourself when you saw the devilish grin on his features. This was exactly what he wanted. “Orders received, I’ll inform the convoy to be ready at dawn.” You stated sharply and swiftly turned to exit the room. What a dick. You were no stranger to these impromptu expeditions. Chances were, Scaramouche really did have business to attend to at the destination. What never ceased to boil your blood, was the fact that he loved to withhold this information from you until the very last minute. You packed light and awaited your next orders like usual.

The first leg of the journey was incredibly dull since you had refused to travel in the same wagon as Scaramouche. Even when he went out of his way to push your buttons during stops, you would only give him a short reply and walk away. It was quite annoying to the harbinger. Having nothing to entertain himself with left the Balladeer in a terrible mood. By the time camp was set up for the night, he stormily resigned to his quarters immediately. Scaramouch’s belongings were already left on his sleeping cot when he entered. It was no doubt set up in advance to avoid risking anyone getting on his bad side. He opened is bags to retrieve his intelligence reports.... but the contents inside were unfamiliar to him. What an incompetent crew!

“I’m going to have someones head for thi-” His agitation ceased when he read your name written neatly on the ledger inside the pack. About time...something interesting. Without any regard for your privacy, he flipped through your notes. Ugh, you could be such a bore sometimes. You were his favorite play thing, but above all else you were also a diligent attendant. There was nothing but concise notations on work matters inside, so Scaramouche tossed it aside and searched further into the bag. His next finding was a book, seemingly a fiction novel with a bookmark indicating you were still in the midst of reading it. Boring.... The man thought while mindlessly skimming through the pages.

The cool night breeze hit her bare skin, raising goosebumps all over her body. Only the scorching warmth of his hands could be felt as they explored her every curve. The lewd sounds of their passion rang throughout the trees and her legs began to tremble in pleasure as he- Scaramouche immediately slammed the book closed with far too much force and threw it back into your bag. He didn’t even bother zipping it up before storming outside.

You had just finished your duties for the night. It took twice as long since your infuriating boss just had to throw a tantrum and go hole himself up in his quarters. Your tent was luckily also set up and ready for use. Maybe you would even treat yourself to a little reading, that is if you didn’t pass out from exhaustion as soon as your head hit the pillow. You didn’t think twice before opening the bag atop your bed. Huh? This isn’t-

“Y/N TAKE YOUR STUPID STUFF! ESPECIALLY THAT FILTHY PORNOGRAPHIC BOOK OF YOURS!” Scaramouche was bursting into your tent and just about whipped your bag at you. The boy’s expression was incredibly uneasy, his bright angry blush could be seen from Celestia. On one hand, you were positively furious that he had the nerve to snoop through your things, but on the other hand you examined the sight of your flustered boss.... now that was new.

“It’s not porn...” You forced down your utter embarrassment and rolled your eyes at him. “It’s just a little romance novel, don’t tell me that’s what’s got you so utterly nervous? Did you need someone to guide you through its contents?” You asked in a low sultry tone while taking a couple slow prowling steps towards the harbinger. His eyes were now as wide as saucers, bewildered, he stood frozen in place.

“You’re being ridiculous.. I don’t - How dare you assume-” Scaramouche tried to form a complete thought, or maybe a threat, but it was painfully obvious he had lost his ability to think straight with you leaning in so close to him. Personal space was getting awfully scarce when you saw the Balladeer’s eyes flicker for a fraction of a second to your lips and back. You grinned wickedly, deciding it was time to put the helpless boy out of his misery.

“Well then!” You suddenly clasped your hands together, leaned back, and shoved Scaramouche’s pack roughly into his arms. “Since you’re all set, then out you go.” You smiled cheerily, spinning him around and kicking him out of your tent without a second glance. “Nighty night, see ya in the morning sir.”

Scaramouch stood rigidly outside your tent, face burning, utterly disheveled, and reeling from the interaction he had just had. His heart pounded wildly in his chest, but he couldn’t tell if it was from the thrill of your attention or from how absolutely fucking livid he was at you.

Itto

You weren’t an ‘official’ member of the Arataki Gang per say, but you were no stranger to their big goofball leader. Itto had slowly wormed his way into your daily routine and he had no plans of leaving anytime soon. The oni and his friends were a blast to be around, but you just weren’t the type to run around causing mischief. You worried that you would just end up being a killjoy. Instead of being a stick in their ever-exciting mud, you settled for hanging in the background of their antics and just reveling in their positive energy. You even brought your own entertainment so you wouldn’t be a bother to them.

Itto on the other hand, had been dying to recruit you into the gang since FOREVER! You were so cool and smart all the time! But every time he offered you a spot, you politely declined. Damn! That just made you even cooler! He wouldn’t quit here though, it just wasn’t in his nature to give up on something so important. Itto gathered his boys and hashed out their next plan. Impressing you with their mad skills didn’t seem to do the trick. Maybe.... maybe they needed to impress you even HARDER! The gang chattered in excitement, an extravagant burping tournament already forming in their little heads.

“OR how about you try to appeal to Y/N’s interests?... Ya know, like trying to get to know them more?” Shinobu interjected before their tournament plan actually got momentum. Itto contemplated her words for a moment before breaking out into a wide grin.

“Yeah, yeah yeah! You’re onto somethin’ Shinobu!” Itto praised. “I gotta show them how well we get them! Then Y/N will be begging to join the gang!”

“Ok well... I don’t know about-”

“Come on boys! We got some work to do!” It was too late. Itto was charging full steam ahead before his second in command could get another word in. The oni had to play it cool the next time he saw you. If you caught wind of what they were trying to do, it might ruin the whole plan. The whole operation was considered a “Super-Top-Secret-Arataki-Gang-Stealth-Mission”. It was all so brilliant, but the only problem was.... how was he supposed to figure out your interests without asking you?

You were always so thoughtful, like when you make the time to listen to Itto rant on and on about his latest and greatest plans. He just wanted to listen about your favorite things too! Itto hardly took his eyes off you as you settled into your usual spot to read. That’s it! He’ll get into reading! That way he could talk book stuff or something! All he had to do was read all the books you read. Easy!

The next day, Itto scoured high and low at every bookshop in for the title he saw you reading. He got some strange looks from some of the shop owners, but in the end he found it! He ended up selling a couple of his Genius Invokation TCG cards for the mora, but it would all be worth it in the end if it meant you would become their newest member. The oni was so excited he couldn’t even wait for the boys. He ended up sitting right outside the bookshop and cracking open the volume. Itto flipped around the pages, his version of ‘speed reading’ as he calls it, until a specific passage stuck out at him.

He sunk his teeth into her supple skin, and latched onto her neck. Red and purple love marks littered her needy body. Big rough hands gripped at her thighs, sharp claws claiming them for his own. The next sound was that of tearing fabric for her undergarments were no more. His mouth watered, it craved her, and he would restrain himself no longer.-

“Boss! Did you find it?” Itto was startled when he heard his gang arrive.

“Uhhhh HEy! Nope! Not a thing.” He said shutting the book and shooting to his feet. “Wow look at the time! I- uh... I got to go eat supple. I MeAN GEt SuPPER. Hahahah I A GOtta gO ByE!!!” Itto could hardly control the words spilling from his mouth. He took off running, leaving the gang utterly confused.

Itto struggled to sleep that night, unable to grasp the thought of you reading those graphic depictions all the time with a straight face. The next time you encountered the oni, it was transparently obvious that something was very wrong. Itto’s signature loud and confident personality had done a complete 180. He refused to look at you... like at all. You feared you’d done something to offend the big lovable goof and you decides this had to be sorted out right away.

“Itto is something wrong?” You had to resort to cornering the man to get him to talk to you. It was a humorous sight to see, you blocking the path of a huge oni that could easily barrel through you. Of course, the moment Itto’s eyes met yours, a fresh blush began to bloom across his face. He broke, instantly coming clean about everything.

“WeWantedToHaveYouJoinSOSoSoBadWeTriedToFindOutMoreAboutYouYourBookIsFullOfSomeDirtyScenesAndNowIDontThinkIWasSupposed-” Itto spoke impossibly fast and you couldn’t understand the flustered jumbled mess at all. You placed a comforting hand on his arm, encouraging him to take a deep breath. After giving him a moment to collect himself, you prompt him to start again but slowly...

“The gang and I really like when you’re around. We want you to enjoy being around us too. So I thought if I, uh.... ya know. If I figured out what you were always reading about, that I would learn more about you. I just ah... didn’t expect the um...”

“You read my...” You paused, the pieces finally slotted together in your head. “Oh archons! Uh actually, you can just leave me here Itto. I need to find a big rock to go die under now.” You said absolutely mortified. It was your turn to not be able to look for friend in the eye ever again. Covered your cheeks that were sure to be red as the oni’s horns now.

“What? Hey, come on now Y/N.” Itto jumped to action and like a switch he was immediately trying to cheer you up. “It’s not that bad! The rest of the gang doesn’t know a thing, and I promise my mouth is locked shut! I swear, oni’s honor!” He held one hand in the air and the other over his heart. “How about I tell you a secret? That way we’re even and no one has to be embarrassed, yeah?” Itto suggested. He leaned down to meet your eye line and to offer you a sweet smile. “Let’s see, ooooo I got it! So one time when I was practicing my mad skills on the beach my great sword slipped right out of my hand, the handle hit me straight on the noggin. Knocked me right out for hours.” You couldn’t help but giggle a little, it did sound very Itto after all. Seeing you smile spurred him to continue. “That’s not even the worst of it! When I woke up, bunch of salt water leaches were latched on my neck and chest. I couldn’t let the boys know, I have an image I gotta keep here. So when they asked me about the marks... I may have told a little tiny lie that they were hickeys.” Now you were struggling to breath with how hard you were laughing at the ridiculous story.

“Okay okay I feel better. You win.” You hold up your hands in playful surrender and Itto’s triumphant smile was once again where it belonged. It reminded you why you loved his company so much.

“Of course I win! They don’t call me the one and oni for nothin! HAHA!”

Xiao

Reading mortal ‘light novels’ was something relatively new to Xiao. He may not be able to see why you love it so much, but he respected seeing the passion in your eyes while recanting the epic fictional battles. It was endearing enough that the yaksha agreed to read some of the suggestions you made for him. The strange nuanced situations sometimes confused Xiao, but you were always happy to break it down logically for him. It had become a pleasant pass time for both of you.

“Y/N I finished this one.... It was good i think.” Xiao handed you back the book you had lent him.

“Pfft, you think? Did you like the story?” You chuckled, amused.

“The last one, I liked that one more.” The adeptus stated decisively. Xiao would never speak negatively about your interests. But... sometimes he opted to change the subject instead.

“Ah, you have good taste.” You praised him, the excitement was evident from your expression. “I just finished the squeal yesterday! It should be on the desk over there, you should definitely check it out!” Xiao nodded and couldn't help but be amused. He grabbed the top book off your desk, not caring in particular if it was the correct one. The trivial plots were not his reason for doing any of this anyway. He would never tell you, but it was so he could in sit here beside you and just be content in your company. He didn’t know many people comfortable enough to spend hours together in silence. It was a relief not to be required to fill it with idle conversation. Xiao settled in the chair next to you and absentmindedly began to read the repetitive lines of words. Just like the volumes before, he began to see the plot set up to follow the same tropes and struggles all over again except, huh....

He sat obediently in front his charge, and it was as if her power hungry gaze could swallow him whole. She wanted to control his every breath and moan while she had him here. His heart, body, and mind belonged to her to do with as she pleased. Her orders were direct and clear and he would always desperately follow. When he dis as he was told he was always rewarded by her noises of ecstasy. The sound of it sent a pleasant shiver down his own spine. He lived for this, for her, and he would serve her until she was nothing but satisfied-

“Xiao are you alright? You look feverish.“ Xiao tore his eyes from the pages and locked onto your concerned gaze. He was lost. How was he supposed to handle the thoughts swirling in his head? Your book was so... lewd. How could someone like you read? Did that mean you thought of.. “Xiao?”

In a split second, the yaksha was gone in a puff of black smoke. You were left alone and baffled by what the hell just happened. Was something wrong? He usually explained before leaving suddenly, or at least had the decency to say goodbye. You thought over and over in your head, but it all became clear when you spotted the abandoned romance novel on the chair. Ohhh no.

It had been two weeks since your interaction Xiao. It only took a couple of days before you were able to push past your humiliation and call out to him. You waited.... but It became clear that the adeptus was avoiding you. Even your trips up to Wangshu Inn proved fruitless time and time again. Was this guy being serious right now? The remaining feelings of embarrassment and annoyance had completely dissolved into fear by the second week. You began feeling worried that your friend may have just completely dropped you, or was out there hurt. The weight of it all was eating away at you. You finally made the decision that you had to know for sure.

“XIAO!” You yelled off the rooftop of the inn. “I know you hear me! If you didn’t want anything to do with me anymore, at least tell me to my face! I won’t force you to be my friend, but at least be honest! Please, I just can’t take this!” You call out loudly into the wind. It would look absolutely mad to any passersby but you didn’t care anymore.

“You’re being absurd.” Xiao’s voice muttered, appearing without a sound on the rooftop.

“Xiao! I’m so glad you’re o-” You almost were so excited to see the boy again that you started to step forward without thinking. Remembering the situation, you restrained yourself. You wouldn't want to make him uncomfortable. It was obvious from his avoidant gaze and rosy complexion that he was just as uneasy as when you last saw him.

“Who’s telling you that I want nothing to do with you. It’s nothing but a lie.” Xiao stated seriously. Blush or not, he seemed offended by the accusation.

“No one said anything. I assumed as much since you’ve been ignoring me for weeks! What am I supposed to think Xiao?” You explained to him frustrated. You perhaps still felt a little hurt, but you didn’t realize how much. Not until you felt tears begin to prick at your eyes. “It’s hurtful to go from having a best friend, to meaning nothing to them.” You cross your arms and try to blink away the tears threatening to fall. Xiao is the one to step forward next, clearly processing what you had just said and barely coming to a realization. Fuck, this guy can be so dense sometimes.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I have hurt you while I was only thinking of my own shame.” His voice was soft and earnest. “Please believe me when I say, I never wanted to stop being close to you. And please allow me to resume doing so.” You smiled, of course forgiving Xiao without hesitation. But not without conditions.

“I forgive you... But as my best friend, you have to promise not to tell a living soul about that book. Not a peep, nothing! I’m talking, take this secret to your grave.” You beam up at him, officially declaring him your best friend for the first time.

“R-right of course.” Xiao’s composure stuttered once again, a fierce blush returning to his cheeks. “I promise, not a word...”

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julilovesyou444 · 9 months

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the only exception ~ tom kaulitz

background: you and Tom had been hooking up for a while now, probably close to around half a year. you had a big crush on him but were very aware that he didn’t do relationships, so even though you were ‘physically’ with him, you never let yourself get super emotionally attached. Tom couldn’t say the same for himself, though. He wanted you, and only you.

warnings: nothing much just kissing and swearing lol

a/n~ sorry for being m.I.a!! I had to visit my dad in serbia and it sucked because I hate my dad and he hates me lolllll speaking of I wrote a fic that was requested where like the ready has daddy issues and tom like helps her through it but I think I made it wayyyy to like serious I think the word is? and its very long so I’m considering scrapping it idk, also I’m getting to all ur requests that I wanna do dont worry !!

“hello?”, i said, picking up my phone. it was tom, my long-term fling. I can’t remember exactly how I met him, or exactly how we started hooking-up. I had heard about his band before we met, and I thought they were cool, but i didn’t quite understand just how popular they were. Until after meeting Tom, i didnt know about his ‘reputation’ either. I didn’t know until after the first time we hooked up. He had made us trade numbers, and i was expecting a call at least a day or two after we had seen each other, but nothing. I decided to do some research, just to find out that the boy i was crushing on was in fact a hardcore player. A womanizer, if you will. Part of me wanted to never go out with him again, the smart part of me. But another part of me wanted him so badly, so overwhelmingly bad that I went with my heart instead of my head. I liked Tom, I really did. I couldn’t help it. But I didn’t want myself to get hurt, so I expected just about nothing from him. We fuck and then it’s over. Whenever he would ask me to stay the night or do any of that stuff, I would politely decline and leave. Sometimes we would go out and do non-sexual things, but they always ended sexual. I learned to become okay with that, and I ultimately stopped expecting us to do anything that was hooking up.

“Hey, are you busy?”, he asked.

“Hmm, i dont know, maybe, depends on why you’re calling.”, I teased. he chuckled.

“Uh-huh… well I was thinking, that if you’re free, I could take you out somewhere.”

“take me out, huh? is that code for fucking?”, this earned me another laugh.

“no, no, it can be, but I want to actually take you out.”, he chuckled.

“are you asking me out on a date?”, i asked, a little confused.

“…yes?”

I was quiet for a second, apparently a second too long.

“look if you dont want to, we don’t have to, I just thought-“, he started.

“no, no! sorry! I was thinking but yes, I’m free and we should go out!”, I interrupted. I heard him release a breath he was holding, probably one he didn’t intend for me to hear.

“okay, yea, cool. when can I pick you up?”

“hmm let’s say in about 30 minutes? does that work?”

“perfect.”

“mhm, I’ll see you then.”

“bye.”, he said just before I hung up.

tom kaulitz. taking me out on a date?? what????

I got up almost immediately and started to get ready. I wanted to look as cute as possible. I ran over to my wardrobe and searched through it for a good five minutes. I found this super cute, also pretty tiny, pleated denim skirt and this purple and black top that had a lot of lace detailing and these little puffy princess sleeves. I put on some jewelry, makeup, and these black boots I had. I left my hair down, i noticed that when I did, Tom always complimented it. I grabbed my purse and threw some gum, lipgloss, my phone, and my little digital camera in there.

I glanced at the clock and saw that he should be here any minute. I stepped outside and waited for about 3 minutes, which would’ve been fine, if it wasn’t as cold as it was. I didn’t feel like going back in, just in case he showed up right as i did. I was shivering a tiny bit and got some goosebumps, but to my relief, and pulled in front of my house not too much later. I got in, the warm air of his car heaters hitting me.

“shit, you look freezing. how long were you out there for?”, Tom asked, looking genuinely concerned.

“I’m cold but I’m fine.”, I laughed it off.

“okay, do you need a jacket or-“

“No!! I’m serious! I’m okay.”, I laughed some more.

“okay, okay! just checking.”, he smiled. I watched as his eyes did a quick scan over me.

“you look pretty. your hair looks really nice too.”, he said, his eyes averting back forward as he began to drive away.

“thank you. you don’t look too bad yourself.”

he playfully rolled his eyes but he couldn’t help but smile as well.

“sooo… where are we going?”, I questioned.

“you’ll see.”

“Oh, c’mon. I hate surprises.”

“You’ll like this one, trust me.”

I sighed and faced myself back forward. Some radio station was playing softly in the background as we raced down the highway.

the drive to the mystery place wasn’t far, only a 20 minute drive, which I filled with a lot of talking. mainly about random stuff, Tom telling a few jokes which never failed to make me laugh. He pulled into a parking lot which only had a few other cars. I looked around, it looked like we were at some kind of fancy park. A garden maybe? He leaned over the center console and grabbed something from the backseat.

Tom dropped a large black zip up jacket in my lap.

“My jacket, so you aren’t freezing your ass off the entire time.”

“Oh, thank you.”, i said quietly. He got out of the car and made his way to the back. I followed his lead, getting out of the car, putting on the jacket but not zipping it. I walked around to the back of the car where the trunk was open. There were two big woven picnic baskets. Tom grabbed both and I shut the trunk door as he began to walk off. I caught up with him.

“Do you want me to carry one?”, i motioned to the baskets.

“It’s okay, just follow me.”, he said, continuing his venture into the park. I followed close behind.

We didn’t walk for long, it was a really beautiful park. There were lots of flowers and little benches everywhere. Lots of really big and beautiful trees too. We stopped in front of this big pond, the water was so clear you could see the miniature fish swimming. there was a swan that swam around too.

Tom opened one of the baskets, revealing a big blanket. Without a word, I helped him spread it out over the fluffy grass. He sat down on it and patted the little space next to him, indicating for me to sit down as well. I did. He grabbed the other basket next to him and moved it to be in front of us. Tom opened it and inside were a ton of snacks. All of my favorites. I was shocked to say the least.

“Oh my god, how did you know?”, i said, mouth slightly agaped. He looked proud of himself.

“You mentioned some of your favorite snacks once or twice.”, he nonchalantly shrugged.

“This is lovely, Tom.”, I replied, sounding as genuine as I ever had. His eyes met mine and I gave him a little smile which he returned.

“What is all of this for?”, i added.

“Just wanted to do something nice for you, I guess.”, he mumbled and looked away.

I gently placed my hand over his, his head turned to mine.

“I appreciate it, I really do.”, i smiled. my thumb caressed his hand for a second.

“I like spending time with you, y’know? even when we’re not…”, he trailed off. I laughed, taking my hand off his, an action that didn’t go unnoticed by Tom.

I grabbed one of the many snacks he packed and started to eat. In between bites, I would ramble about different things. He always would just listen to me talk, admiring me as he did. This went on for a while. Tom started eating some. Somewhere in the midst of this, my position changed. I now had my head laid across his legs, my legs stretched out and my hair splayed all over his lap. i stopped eating and just started talking. Tom gazed down at me. Eventually he lit a cigarette and started smoking. He held the cigarettes between his pointer and middle finger, moving it down for me to take a puff. I did, peering into his eyes as I did so. They weren’t filled with their normal lust, but they looked like they had something else in them. I couldn’t figure it out.

Tom talked some too, mainly making crude jokes. I always laughed, no matter how stupid. I think he enjoyed that.

He took a hit and then leaned over, his mouth hovering over mine. I opened and allowed him to blow the smoke in my mouth. He sat back up and watched as slowly blew it out.

“I know this isn’t a normal thing to do when we ‘meet up’, but i really like it.”, Tom said, his fingers intertwined with the ends of my hair.

“Really?”, i asked. I knew for a fact he enjoyed my body, but I wasn’t aware he liked spending time with me when we weren’t doing one another.

“yea… why’s that so shocking?”

“Um, i dont know. I guess I thought you really only wanted sex from me.”

“Oh.”

“Yea..”

“Uh, I guess that’s just what I wanted at first. But the more I started seeing you, the more I wanted to see you again.”

“Oh?”

“Yea, and whenever I would invite you to stay over or do anything like that, you would always say no. Kind of assumed you were the one who only wanted me for sex.”

“I don’t, I just assumed you were trying to be polite or something. It’s stupid, I guess.”

“No, it’s not. At this point, you know me and you know the reputation I have, so i understood why you thought that.”

“Sorry…”, I muttered, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Don’t be sorry.”

We sat in silence for a few moments, but it wasn’t awkward.

“I was thinking about maybe doing this kinda thing more often with you, I mean, we can still do our normal things we do, but maybe we can start doing more of this too.”

“What? Like go on dates?”, i furrowed my brows.

“Yea, something like that.”

“I feel like that’s something only couples do.”, i sorta laughed. He was quiet, which made me sit up, I looked over at him. He was staring at his lap in my absence.

“Is that… not a possibility?”, he murmured.

“But… I thought you dont do commitment? and relationships?”

“Yea, i dont usually.”

“I can’t go on dates with you and act all boyfriend-girlfriend unless you are actually going to commit. I’m not going to do that to myself, Tom. I can’t let myself get hurt like that.”, i said quietly but sternly. I had to be sensible, i didn’t want to be just another girl that got fooled by Tom Kaulitz.

“I know, but i want to try.”, he looked up at me with pleading eyes.

“What changed? What’s different now than from when I first met you?”, I asked, still unsure.

“I hate talking about my feelings.”, he huffed.

“I’m not gonna judge you or anything, I just need to know.”

“You changed me. You did. I didn’t want to date any of the girls I hooked up with for one night because they just weren’t worth it and they didn’t mean that much to me. You’re one of the only girls I’ve consistently seen for more than a month. I haven’t gotten with any other girl than you for like 4 months. I don’t know what it is about you, but I can’t ignore it. And I want more of you. More than just the physical aspects. Dont get me wrong, I love those parts of you too, but i want you for more than just your body. Dude, I can’t stop saying stupid ass jokes to you just because I want to hear your laugh. So yeah, I haven’t ever really commited before because I didn’t really do relationship. But, for you, it’s different. You are the only exception.”

“What? Really? I had zero idea you felt that way at all…”, I replied, astounded.

“Well I do feel that way and have for a little while now.”

“You aren’t playing with me, right?”, i asked, still not believing it.

“Really?? I practically just confessed myself to you and you still don’t believe me?”

“Okay, I’m sorry! You’re right, this was just, unexpected from you.”

“So… what do you think?”

“I want you too, Tom.”, I managed to say. A smile grew on his once nervous face. He cupped my face in his hands and began to lean in.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Mhm.”, i responded. He kissed me so passionately, I felt like I was floating. My hand went to his jaw, my thumb subconsciously tracing little hearts on his lower cheek. I could feel him smile into the kiss. I pulled away, my forehead still connected with his. I started giggling a little, looking away and hiding my face.

“Oh, c’mon. Dont be shy, now.”, Tom pulled my back towards him so I was leaned against his frame, his arms wrapped around my torso. He left little kisses on the top of my head.

“Wow.”

“Hm?”, he hummed.

“Can’t believe I was your only exception.”, i said with a cocky smile in attempt to poke fun at him.

I could feel him roll his eyes.

“Uh-huh, whatever. Its true.”

“I kinda never thought this day would come.”, i said, my finger trailing up and down his, that rested on my stomach.

“Yea, me too, I guess. But I’m glad that it did.”

I smiled, turning my head around to kiss him again.

A new beginning.

His first real relationship.

It was me, I was his only exception.

Something about that phrase made me feel like the most special girl in the world.

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel fanfic #tokio hotel fluff #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel imagine #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz angst #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz fluff #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz x y/n

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cator99 · 4 months

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I very respectfully, tactfully, reasonably addressed the flag issue with my housemates, stated my perspective, was well-received by almost everyone, only for The ACAB Tattoo FTMs shut it down, citing how POC can't hide their marginalization so as a white person I have a responsibility to take on some of the burden & the risk of visibility. So of course with everyones white guilt activated they went Oh, Right! (Love when "minority issues" are nonsensically flattened onto the same plane) I even addressed prior to this that yes I do think it does make a positive impact when other people are able to feel welcome and supported in the neighbourhood by knowing there's other LGBT people but when I come home to a burnt flag vandalized with homophobia waiting for me on the welcome mat, knowing that if I had been home 2 minutes sooner I would have seen it happen, I feel neither welcome nor supported & I dont think that flags & sloganeering come close to being helpful for anyone in the long run especially when the people in the community being advocated for by said flags & slogans are being put at risk by what is supposed to serve as a signifier of solidarity. This isnt solidarity, its asking that we needlessly put ourselves in potential danger for the wellbeing of– who, exactly? They spewed out something about how my "trauma response" is "valid" (flase virtue moment! Reducing the issue to aesthetic representations of Freedom while depriving the people it represents of anything resembling such a thing!) but we have a "responsibility" to be "visibly queer". As if I have not primarily moved through the world as such. As if the times I have been stealth werent predicated upon a lifetime of ostracization harassment and outright abuse for being a gender nonconforming female & a homosexual one at that. I dont wallow in it but come on! What does any of this do for anyone! Good Feels dont pay the rent or provide legal protections. But of course people like these housemates of mine think legal protections = assimilationist & society needs to be burned to the ground & the average working class person is too problematic to be saved so lets just kill everyone but also we were put on this earth to love one another lol OK why dont you start first by showing you posess the capacity to be considerate about the people within your own household? This whole activist larp is such an obvious ego thing... Come on. Even thinking outside of my own desire for dignity how is anyone Im supposed to be useful to others in any way if they're busy dealing with being harassed? How could I ever hope to "help the LGBT community"– since that's apparently all that matters god forbid a female lead ones own life without being a martyr one way or a fucking other– in the long run, if in the short-term I cant just go home & not have to worry about my roommates doing something stupid like gluing shards of glass to the back of the new flag which will only serve to further anger people intent on harassing us, potentially escalating the situation?

#what I wrote immediately following the house meeting lol

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csuitebitches · 2 months

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hello angel so this might be a really weird ask but i really really need some advice as a professional and like a friend of a sort. i work at a hotel. im just a server. its nice, not a five star but its good. some business men come in but its nothing like the books like people may think these days lol these men are like in their 40s-50s.

im into tech things and i met this 30-40 yo guy who runs a tech company. hes from the uk, i showed him around, he compliments me, we chat. i give him my linkedin. i meet him the next day at work and he asks for my number and i gave it. but i must be stupid for doing that because during our small talk, he started asking what places i like and if he can take me out to one of them. i asked if this was business or friendly and he said... "friendly. but ill let you know my intentions." this man got a son lol. and im 20. right now i really feel like i messed up and i feel really serious about privacy and i just gave my number out like that. but i dont want to ignore it if he texts me and he ends up coming to my work place as a regular. most of these guests are regulars.

im so sad but also scared. i was just trying to "network" like people say but all these men want to do is just be more than friends. im about to cryyyy lol bc i feel so ashamed of be carelessly giving my number out like that. i dont know what to do or how to feel, i was wondering if you can help me or give any of your thoughts?

first of all, there’s nothing for you to feel ashamed of. Yes, you shouldn’t have given your number out but hey I’ve been 20 and naive too. I’ve done exactly what you’ve done when I was younger and let me tell you, you’ll forget about it sooner or later.

Don’t reply to any of his messages immediately, don’t open them immediately, and don’t answer his calls. Give extremely formal, polite responses. Eventually, in a few days, stop replying altogether. Don’t block him just yet - give it a couple of weeks. Remove him from LinkedIn in a week or two - don’t block, just remove him as a connection.

if he follows up with you and asks about taking you to any place, be very polite and say : “thank you for the offer, but unfortunately I’ll have to decline it. Have a good evening!”

you dont owe anyone an explanation as to why you blocked/ deleted/ removed someone’s number/ why you don’t want to meet them. Always remember that. You don’t owe that justification to anyone but yourself.

if he keeps pestering you, that’s when you hit the block button without a second thought.

If you have a friend who you can confide in at work, do so but very discreetly. Don’t give out all the details, simply tell your friend that you found the vibe of this guy a little off, and if they could serve him instead of you if he comes back. Cover your bases but without exposing every tiny detail. The last thing you want is for this to be blown out of proportion.

and lastly. Don’t stress over it. Don’t cry over it, don’t feel terrible. You made a mistake and that’s fine, let’s move on. You’ve learned from this little episode that you should not cross any personal boundaries especially at work.

#Q/a

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vaguely-yandere · 2 years

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your sensitive yandere got me back into yandere as a whole,,, send help it's exactly the type of yandere I want

sensitive yandere who starts fantasizing about a chubby fem darling who's really affectionate and sweet? could be in an nsfw way or a sfw way, it's up to you ^w^

you just rly looked into my soul with this one, huh?

honestly, i tried to keep it equally nsfw and sfw but. that plan did not work. i hope you enjoy this because personally, i love it :3 i used they/them pronouns but used afab anatomy!

i imagine they'd have some sort of fixation on your touch. how soft your hands are. how warm you are. how they can feel everything, your finger prints to your body hair(or lack thereof), even just you slightly brushing against them leaves them weak in the knees and while, yes, it does make them feel horny, they dont want you thinking theyre only attracted to you sexually. thatd be rude! besides, you're just so... well, perfect! an angel in disguise, they can't mess this up!!

so they educate themselves!... well, they stalk you and take more note on what annoys you or pisses you off but they still count it as educating themselves. you made a comment about not liking being infantilized? already working on ensuring they see you as a perfectly capable (perfectly capable with them) adult! dont like comments about your body? never mention it in their love letters that they never actually get the courage to send. LOVE comments about your body? they have a list of everything they love on every inch of your skin from how your hair looks/feels to how cute it is when your feet get a bit swollen after walking around all day. not that they pay a lot of attention to your feet!... unless you want them to.

oh and you're just so... sweet. its torture for them. everyday they struggle with controlling themselves, trying not to melt into a puddle whenever you accidentally brush against them. lets say you two end up riding a bus together. you take the seat next to them because, well, they seemed like the least hostile person to sit next to that day but in their head, they think it's destiny. your thighs spread in the seat naturally, you put your bag or purse in your lap and you worry about taking too much space, about invading theirs, meanwhile they're trying to hide the fact their eyes are rolling into the back of their head and they silently thank past them for wearing dark bottoms that day.

and you know them. not well but maybe you two take the same bus everyday or work together or are neighbors, something, but its enough to know that both of you get off (lol) at the same spot so when it comes (lolx2) and they don't stand up, their eyes squeezed shut, you're mind fills in the blanks.

'they must be sick' 'are they in pain? thats a really intense expression' 'are they asleep and having a nightmare?'

so you reach out and gently shake their shoulder, forcing their eyes to shoot open and make direct eye contact with yours. it's too much. the sweet look on your face. your concerned expression. the way your shirt shows off your chest. the way your legs look when leaning over. they cant control it, they just cant, oh god-

"a-ah-" they moan out breathlessly, looking at you with a pained yet blissed out expression, like a mindless little doll ready to do what you ask.

"Oh!" you reach into your bag and pull out some gum. "Here! Chew on this till you get home!" you weren't dumb. you know what a moan sounds like but you wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt. "Now come on, this is our stop. Can you walk?"

they nod after a moment of pure silence, swallowing thickly around nothing. oh god. if i stand up right now... will they see it? did it get on the seat? if i move, will they smell it? but... they called it our stop...

you gently grab their bicep and 'help' them up, frowning as you feel them trembling underneath your touch. maybe they're just... chronically ill or something? it's not your business, you should just help them get off the bus and be on your way, unaware of the way they pant, the way they bite their lip, the way their eyes dart around to try and find something to settle them because if this keeps going, they're going to pass out.

when the bus stops, you help them out and to a nearby bench where they sit down, body practically vibrating now.

"do you need to throw up?" you ask, frowning as you feel their head. they're really, really red... should you call someone? who would you call?

they shake their head, looking at you like you hung the moon, the stars and the sun in the sky just for them and it's hard not to feel a little embarrassed. their bottom lip is red and a bit swollen from all the biting, they're panting hard, their hands are trembling and a bead of sweat slowly falls down the side of their neck but their gaze is fixated on the ground. if they look at you again, they might just burst!

they kinda look dehydrated...

congratulations! you end up with a stranger in your house, on their knees in front of you, looking up at you with pure and utter desperation.

"please, please, please! i-i you don't understand, i need to repay you, i need- fuck, please, if i dont ill go crazy!" they beg, gently pulling on your bottoms but only small tugs. they dont wanna go into this wrong. "ill be good for you, i promise, you're just so nice and-and i just need to repay you! promise ill be good for you! please let me make you happy!" they act as if you'd be the one doing them a favor for having sex with them.

"uhm.." they seem so desperate and, well, they aren't a complete stranger... "f-fine but-" before you can even finish, they're tugging off your bottoms, practically chanting 'thank you' over and over before diving between your legs, the surprise guest making your hands instinctively grab their hair. "s-slow down!"

they moan the second your hands are on them, albeit muffled by your thighs, and lick a hot, wet stripe across your underwear, shuddering. going against gut instinct, you lean back against the couch cushions, slowly spreading your legs so they can breathe easier.

"c-careful..." you mumble, stroking their hair in a silent apology for tugging it and when they shudder, their reactions leading up to this moment make perfect sense. "oh fuck, you've been so desperate for this this whole time, havent you?"

they whine and nod, seeming a bit guilty but that guilt doesnt stop them from pulling your panties down and licking your clit, the action seeming kinda sweet. despite the desperation and tension in the air, they're actually being very gentle, massaging your thighs with their fingertips, spreading kisses along your inner thighs and creases, carefully avoiding your chub rub. you tense and sigh when they continue licking your clit, focused intensely on the task.

you get a bit worried about them seeing your double chin so you look up at the ceiling, closing your eyes to focus on the sensations of their hot tongue circling- leaving you? you look back down at them, seeing the most heartbroken expression you probably ever seen.

"please.. watch me? i worked hard to make sure i please you.."

the words send heat shooting to your pussy and you just nod, almost completely forgetting about your insecurity. their grin nearly blinds you and they go right back to eating you out, happy you're finally starting to get wet, moaning loud enough it doesnt even sound like they have a mouthful of pussy the second they taste you

when you really start getting into it, moaning and grinding against their face, they remove their hands from your thighs and quickly (and awkwardly) take off their bottoms, tossing them aside and allowing you a full view of the mess in their underwear.

"oh poor baby, you really needed this, didn't you sweetie?" you moan, eyes rolling back for a second. someone really came in their pants just from you? without even getting touched? honestly, it was flattering.

they moaned their confirmation into your cunt before pushing their tongue inside you, finally looking up at you with those big, obsessive eyes and you finally started realizing what you just got yourself into, their fingertips digging right back into your thick thighs, probably leaving bruises for later.

"s-so pretty, such a pretty thing, so good between my-ah! my legs!" you moan out, digging your heels into their back to try and bring them closer, deeper inside of you. it's like they memorized exactly how you like it and you have the sneaking suspicion that the feeling of being intensely watched whenever you were masturbating wasnt just an illusion. they flick their tongue when you want it, they suck on your clit when you want it, they're rough when you want it, gentle when you want it, they start fingering you exactly when you want it and you never even have to ask.

"f-fuck, please, don't stop, being so good!"

they whine again, their hand sneaking away from your thigh and going between theirs and thats what makes your thighs trap their head against your pussy, the word 'gushing' coming to your head as you cum, fingernails digging into their scalp mercilessly as your eyes roll into your skull and mouth fall open, loud moans tumbling out.

they don't stop until you lift their head up by the hair, their face looking completely fucked out. "g-good..?" they asked hoarsely, face soaking wet from your cum and their saliva.

"perfect."

their eyes roll back into their head as they gasp out your name, trembling as their shoulder rapidly moves up and down before coming to a stop, body shuddering then collapsing, head falling on your stomach. you can't help but giggle at their blissed out face, gently petting their hair. honestly one of the best sexual partners you've had.

(this is only my third time writing smut like this, pls tell me how i did!)

#yandere x y/n #yandere #yandere smut #yandere x you #yandere imagines #sensitive yandere #aaa i forgot to add more fantasizing!!!#sorry!!#asks

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Im sad so have some transvoremers pred headcanons of how Nautica, Megatron, Knockout and Flamewar cheering up their prey.(bare in mind im still new to transformers so if these are inaccurate im very sorry you can speak to my agent about financial compensation/j)

Nautica: She has cheering her prey up down to a science, she knows exactly what is needed and just how to get your spirits up before and after noms. She’ll make sure youre ok with physical touch at the moment and hug you for as long as you need, rubbing your back all the while telling you exactly what you need to hear, until she finally, and carefully, places you in her maw, letting you go down at your own pace. Once youre in her stomach shes gonna caress, knead and rub at you as long as needed, even letting you sleep in there if that’ll help, all in all when youre sad yourw her main priority until youre not anymore.

Megatron: He’s a tad bit more to thr point about it, but not in a rude way. Taking it rather seriously, the person he cares about is upset and he makes it his job to get to the root of the problem, regardless of what the problem is. Hes not used to being this soft but he still tries to comfort yah in his own way, he cares deep down yah know(dont tell starscream)? He also gently places you in his mouth and sends you down at your own pace, but once you are down he doesn’t have much time to comfort you while youre in there, hes a busy guy lol, so he lets you chill out in there while he goes off to tend to whatever needs tending to, once he finds time though he makes it all for you so dont worry too much.

Knockout: knockout is a different case to be frank with you, he still understands that this is a serious situation but come on, its knockout, hes gonna be a teasing bastard about it in some way or another. I feel like him having a more care free attitude might actually be helpful here, he still recognizes that youre upset but that doesnt mean hes not gonna fluster you into feeling better. Oh and once he gets to tucking you away its over for you, youre gonna be redder then the surface of mars when he’s through with you. Hes gonna knead and and rub and caress the hell out of you, to the point that you’ll be so caught up in being flustered that you’ve forgotten what you were sad about, all according to hus plan of course ;3.

Flamewar: Flamewar is in a similar boat to Knockout in being a very different animal about comfort, unlike him however she doesn’t really know what she’s doing, shes used to dicking with people and being the lovable dink she is. That’s not to say she wont try though, she’s determined to try literally anything to get you feeling better, even if she accidentally makes it worse here and there. She’s probably stressed out thinking that what she’s doing isn’t helping even though it probably is, once she does start to notice a change she moves to what she knows works; eating you, this is also the part where she can have some fun. Like Knockout she’s gonna tease and fluster the hell out of yah on the way in, on the way down, and for the whole time youre in there, once you’re finally better she lets out a huge sigh of relief, her winging it worked, thank primus, now she can enjoy her favorite person in her belly knowing she helped yah feel better, everyone wins.

#soft vore #safe vore #vore talk #v.ore #extreme cuddling #v0re #g/t vore #size difference vore #v/ore #transvoremers #fandom vore #pred!megatron #pred!nautica #pred!knockout #pred!flamewar

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rinbowaman · 11 months

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HHP - Chapter 11 Part 1 (18+MDNI)

God dang we need a break from all the smut, nearly every chapter thus far lol. Heeseung/Ethan! Quit being so needy!

Warnings: Yeah...lots of smut and just...smut is smut, its kind of kinky in this one because...y/n is 'thanking' Heeseung for his gift.

Anyhow, chapter 11 is long, i dont know exactly how many parts it's split into yet, but two parts for now, and tomorrow the rest should be posted. I'll need to show MT some love since i've been working on HHP because you all been digging it so much. I promise MT chapters will be posted this week.

Can i just say though, chapter 11 is probably my favorite. you'll see why. it's just everything...literally everything. Please make sure you read the parts in order because...it's imperative. Enjoy!

Throughout the week you and Heeseung, aside from your busy workload and schedules with classes, placed the terrible event that occurred with Tiff and Scott behind. No doubt, picking out the materials, colors, and designs for the house that Heeseung intended to have built for you helped immensely. The gift was so overwhelming, you still found it hard to express your gratitude, even after you had spent an entire Friday evening showing it through a manner that he deeply appreciated. What a night that was….

-Flashback-

“Ah! Fuck!” Heeseung groans.

Slurping the tip, your mouth is glossed over with saliva and the juices of your labor. After you were able to emotionally recover from the encounter with Scott and Tiff, you wanted to do something nice for Heeseung, the man who not only protected you, nurtured you, and comforted your soul with his fierce, yet gentle, warmth and passion, but was displaying proof of his efforts to show how much he was willing to take care of you.

Stroking, sucking, swallowing, and showering your neck, mouth, and even your collar bones with his essence, you continued to enslave yourself to his ultimate desires and pleasures.

Sure, you were feeling exhausted, sore, and perhaps even a bit used and abused as he alternated between himself and his Ethan side, tossing you around like a ragdoll throughout the night by his fervent persona, while his calmer Dr. Jeckyll side edged you on a torturous peak, your body had been through so much for God knows how long.

Pleasing and giving your utmost attention between his two sides as they took turns switching in and out, you felt limp and beyond tired. But you didn’t care, tonight was all for him.

It was the least you could do.

“My turn…” Ethan’s ominous smile appears on his handsome face, which a moment ago was dashing, and reflected the image of a prince. Now, it was evil, dark, and threatening while still retaining an attractive appeal. Really attractive.

You felt his hands grip your waist as he turns you over, his lithe wrists can be seen from the corner of your eye as you witness his strong hand grab hold on yours, pinning your hand down on the bedding as you feel his weight graze over on top of your naked body, dragging his tip along the back of your thighs as he aligns his frame with yours and burrows his shaft in between your legs.

Arching your back, your rear presses up against his groin, you were so tired that your face was emotionless, your eyes completely lacking any expression as your voice began to disappear from the screaming, the intense moaning, and the yelling that you issued out thus far.

And you loved every minute of it.

Feeling the plumpness of your derriere pressed up against his lower pelvis, Ethan groans against the back of your head as he presses forward.

“Ahhh….you’re craving it aren’t you?”

He expresses lowly, forming a devilish smile as he inhales the scent of your hair.

Slipping inside, his tip smooths its way in you with ease, why wouldn’t it? You lost count on how many times you both came, all you knew was that they took turns cumming in and out of you, either drowning you with his essence, or spraying it as he painted your body with it.

Whichever method they wanted, it didn’t matter, you were there to please them for their kindness and love to you. Even your Eden side, who normally displayed a stance of equality with her Ethan, rendered total submission as her high-pitched moans could be heard begging for Heeseung and Ethan to hurry up and cum from the intensity that she couldn’t take anymore. You also did the same.

Covered in sweat, cum, and glistened with saliva all over, your hair plastered to your face and body, Ethan plunders deep inside as his frame taps yours from the back as he thrusts relentlessly into your body, with you. Your emotionless and tired expression turned into a painful one as you somehow, ironically even after being fucked thoroughly for the tenth, perhaps the eleventh time already, yet you can still feel the slight sting and burn as he stretches you out.

‘I need you to come out…I need a break…’

‘I don’t know if I can take anymore…I’m so tired and restless.’

‘Please…Eden. He…wants you…’

Tapping into your Eden side, just a sliver of energy re-emerges from within your gut as you managed to hold yourself steady against his pelting thrusts. Eden moans, and yet, it was nothing but air as her voice rasps into nothing, fearfully realizing that even your body’s vocal cords had been depleted as she barely gasps.

“Aww…my Eden is here. Good. Daddy missed you baby.” Leaning in as he reached around to grab Eden’s throat, he turns her face to the side as she gasps for air through her straining yelps, her body shifting vigorously from the searing hits, Ethan engages in a feasting kiss, devouring everything she released through her delicate mouth.

When it came to pet names, Ethan loved both, his ‘pretty baby’; you, while also equally loving his ‘babydoll’, Eden. Hearing him distinguish the two sides of you made you realize how well he knew all of you, knowing that he could accurately call out any side no matter the appearance.

You were the same with him and Heeseung.

“E-Ethan!”

“Scream for me!”

“I-I…Ah! Please no!”

“I said fucking scream!” Ethan’s brutal demand was followed by a severity of intense thrusts that had become inhuman in regards to speed and strength. An agonizing Eden suffers the wrath of his length and girth as she screams into his mouth, tears streaming down from the outer corners of her eyes.

“Pl-please….no more…” She pants out.

“Oh? But I’m not done, baby. Don’t you want to show daddy how much you reeeeally love him?”

“Y-yes…I-I do…”

“Then come here babydoll.”

Rendering absolute obedience, Eden lifts her head to be closer to Ethan’s, feeling the acute sense of pain as he bites down at the nook of her neck, speeding up his thrusts yet again.

His last orgasmic release went inside, this time, he wanted to perfect his craft as he pulls out just in time, grabbing on to Eden’s hair as he pulls her up, quickly aligning his shaft towards her face and chest, he ushers her to show her oral appreciation.

“Suck…” he breathlessly states, watching his beautiful equal panting her mouth around his length as she does exactly what he commanded.

Stroking the base of his shaft, he groans out. “Fuck I’m going to cum!” His voice was so deep and hoarse, in fact, Heeseung’s voice was normally deep, yet when he tapped into his Ethan side, his voice would become even more rasping and husky. It was another way to distinguish what side he was displaying, among other features.

Pulling out his length from Eden’s mouth, he strokes and showers his essence over her breasts, where the evidence of Heeseung’s previous spirits remained from when he did the same to you.

Spraying you, tracing the streams with his tip all over your skin, as he tapped your mounds with his bulge, his eyes widened in immense intrigue and pleasure as he watches his Eden render complete obedience to him and takes in every demand he issued.

Tracing his initials on your breasts with his tip, spreading the messy substance all over, he raises the shaft and bids her to open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Upon doing so, he taps lightly against it.

“Tell me how much you love what daddy gives you.”

“I…I love it baby.” She spoke truthfully, yet exhaustion hit her like a boulder crashing into her frame.

“Yeah? You love me?”

“Yes.”

“You going to stay with me forever?”

“Yes.”

“You going to be my queen?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He smirks out his whisper as he lifts her by the chin, leaning down and kissing her. Their foreheads glazed with sweat, pressed up against one another, as their nose tips gingerly touch in the passionate exchange of saliva.

“Mmmm….” Eden moans into his mouth.

“Time for a break, babydoll. Switch.” Issuing the demand that Eden reverts to your normal state, as he goes back to his Heeseung side, you felt as if the lights had turned on as your vision becomes clearer and you watch your man appear, ceasing the sinister glare that was just there, developing a snarky yet kinder expression to replace it with.

“Welcome back…baby.” He side-smirks as he narrows his eyes at you. Heeseung, feeling revitalized from his ‘break’ grabs onto your waist and pulls you in.

“Ready?” he lifts a brow, displaying a cocky expression as he looks at you, non-verbally expressing he wanted to hear you answer.

Looking at him with pain, over sense of pleasure, and exhaustion on your face, you nod and breathlessly tell him “…Y-yes.” Knowing that that’s exactly what he wanted to hear, not the truth, which was that you were done. Physically tired and done, barely able to take anymore.

Yet you couldn’t, this was after all, his gift, though you felt that you did more than express your gratitude by now. However, you promised yourself that you would go on until he was completely satisfied, undermining just how much energy and stamina he had. You really should have thought this over earlier, before you wore his favorite lingerie set and told him ‘Do whatever you want with me. I don’t want you to stop until I’ve pleased every inch of you.’

Chuckling, he brings your face in closer, “Good…come here.”

Whining as you felt tears streaming down from the overstimulation, your lips quivered as you felt the sudden sensation of his chest plastered against yours, pressing against your breasts as his sweetened kisses grazes your cheek, incorporating his hot breath and threatening low toned exhales, causing you to tremble as he smirks against your skin. With your face turned off to the side, wincing as you dread for what was about to come, he continues to kiss as he reaches down, his knuckles grazing against your stomach as you already knew what he was reaching for, the solid and firm muscle reaching up as you felt it breaching entrance.

“Mmmm…I love you.” his low growling voice echoes into your brain before you felt him enter.

-End Flashback-

Sitting at your favorite café alone, in a secluded seat, you reach down in between your legs delicately to apply some pressure in between your skirt, using your petticoat to hover over and hide the act so that no one would notice.

‘God I’m so sore…’

Applying pressure with the flatness of your palm somewhat relieved the sting. Dear God, that man knew how to ruin you.

Since he was top of his class and assigned as the class representative to aid the teachers with the distribution of assignments, to include, grading, tutoring, and even teaching the materials whenever the teachers were absent, Heeseung had to go in early to begin the exam preparations with the class as the professor called in sick.

Coordinating a ride for you with Jake, Heeseung drops you off at the café before heading over to campus, since your class didn’t begin for another half hour.

“Stay here and wait for Jake to pick you up. He’s going to pick up Emily first and will text you once he’s nearby. Just sit inside and enjoy your coffee in the meantime.” He instructs you, firmly as he gave off a sense that he didn’t want you out alone away from public eyes, not after what had happened last week.

“Okay.” You responded, issuing a sweet smile as you unbuckled your seatbelt and prepared to get out.

“Jake will pick you and Emily up after your last class, just make sure you stay by Emily the entire time until he drops you off at the house. If I’m running late or not in my room by the time you get there, lock the door. You have your keys, right?”

You nodded as you held on to the spare keys that he had made for you that opened the door to the main entrance of the frat home, and his room.

“Good. I’ll see you later alright?” he reaches a hand at the back of your head as you prepare to step out of the parked car, which was right in front of the café along the curb, merely six feet away from the door.

“Love you.” You softly issued.

“Love you too.” He leans in, while simultaneously pulling you inward with the placement he had on you, placing a tender kiss on your forehead, nose tip, and finally your lips.

Now that you reflected on how he had prepared everything for the sake of your safety when he dropped you off a few minutes ago, the soreness you were relieving with your palm didn’t seem so bad…

A small price to pay for him.

Classes felt dull, which had made sense considering the amount of thrill and passion you were experiencing with Heeseung and Ethan in the bedroom, while also having your special moments such as picking out the designs for the house, you couldn’t help but compare the excitement you felt on your off time with the class sessions.

Finally, after the last class, you walked out as you see Emily waiting right outside for you. Since her last class was in a separate room, she was instructed by Jake to leave a couple minutes early to meet you outside the door. No doubt, Heeseung coordinate that as well.

“Hi Emily.”

“Hey! How was Humanities?”

“Boring.”

“Yeah? Mine too. I swear I can’t wait for the next break, even though we just finished with the summer one.”

You smiled at Emily’s adorable and perky attitude, her voice, matching her bubbly personality as it was high pitched, and almost childish in the manner of how she presented everything. She was like a small doll, always dressing in frills of ruffles and lace with her appealing attire.

“Ready? I think Jake is parked outside now.”

You nodded as you walked side by side with the girl.

“So, what happened last week? I heard some guy was trying take you and that Heeseung’s ex-girlfriend was giving you problems.”

Emily inquired, you continued to stare down at the ground as you walked, nodding.

“Yeah, it wasn’t a pleasant experience, and the guy was huge. I really was scared, but Heeseung took care of it and fortunately, I haven’t seen the guy since, or Tiff for that matter.”

“Is that her name? Tiff?” Emily expressed with a puzzling and somewhat disapproving expression on her face.

“Yeah, her name is Tiffany but she goes by Tiff, I guess.” You chuckled as you noted the girl’s face. Emily looked so young, rather childlike in a way yet there was a sliver of maturity that appealed to her persona, barely though. The young girl gave you Lolita vibes, looking pretty and adorable while she spoke with a playful tone, dressed like a doll, looked incredibly young and was tiny, petite, and short in stature, yet she had certain attributes that reeked of adulthood, mainly her well-endowed breasts. Had it not been for the apparent evidence that the girl was not a girl, but a young woman, you would have thought she was younger than sixteen, which shocked you when you had found out, shortly after meeting her, that she was actually older than you by a few months.

“Well whenever Heeseung can’t pick you up or drop you off, just text or call me, Jake and I love having you around.” Emily states as she holds your hand, skipping slightly ahead as she drags you behind. You smile as you felt the sense of having a sister, since your bond with Emily was very close, considering Jake and Heeseung were close like brothers.

Meeting up with Jake, who was parked along the curb, he greets you both as he hugs and kisses atop Emily’s head. Jake was of decent height, but nowhere near as tall as Heeseung. Yet, compared to Emily, he reigned over her as you watch him bend his neck far down for his lips to reach the silky strands that were delicately pinned with cute little berets that matched her attire.

On your way in being dropped off at the frat house, Emily spots out a small jewelry boutique from the window in the front passenger seat.

“Oh babe! Can we stop over there really quick? I wanted to see if I can pick out something for my sister, her birthday is coming up and I want to send her a gift since I’ve saved up from working from my part time job during breaks.”

“Yeah sure baby.” Jake responds as he steers the car into a parking space.

The three of you go inside the boutique, it was filled with all types of jewelry pieces, some of real gold and silver, others plated, along with gemstones and rare stones.

Looking around as you wait for Emily to pick out a gift with Jake by her side, you roam around with your arms crossed, taking in the sights of all the beautiful pieces on display.

As you walked past the wide display, a pair of rings caught your eye.

Noting the matching pair, one silver and one rose gold, yet they both had the exact same design. Appearing to be plain bands, with no decoration of jewels or emblems, yet the scripture, which appeared to be of an ancient language, decorated the entire circumference of each one.

They looked to be of random patterns and emblems, it was unique and fascinating to you.

Calling over an attendant, you inquired of the rings and asked if you could take a closer look at them.

“Ah yes, let me get Mr. Holbein, he is the one in charge of historical pieces.”

You raised your eyebrows at the mentioning of ‘historical’ as the attendant retrieved the gentleman to gather the rings and present them to you.

“Well hello. I’m Hans Holbein, what can I help you with?”

You pointed at the matching bands and asked about the design and history of the pieces.

“Oh, you’re the first to ask about these. I’m glad though, these are very special.”

Explaining the history of the silver and rose gold bands, he mentioned that they had belonged to an elderly woman, who was born in the 1920’s, and been stationed in Europe as an Army nurse during World War II. Meeting an injured soldier, the pair fell in love, yet were separated and left unknowing of each other’s fate, until the end of the war, when they reunited.

After spending years spent apart and surviving the war, the duo remained in France for a while, where they had the rings custom made, and had the scripture inscribed, which was in the Sumerian language. How the pair were able to find a master to craft the rings and draft the archaic language was left a mystery, according to Mr. Holbein.

“Do you know what the inscription says?” You gently inquired.

Removing the plush ring holder that was fitted inside the wooden box, underneath was a piece of paper that had been rolled up as a scroll.

He explained that the woman had passed on a year after her husband, after many years of living a fruitful life. With the children grown and all away, she donated the rings to the antique jewelry store.

“I saw her bring them in and knew they were special, since my father was a history teacher.” The gentleman, Mr. Holbein explained.

The rolled-up scroll, unraveled, translated the scripture of both bands. The silver ring, when translated, read:

‘He who carries the strength and might of silver, protects his heart of gold.’

The gold band translated to:

“She who carries a heart of gold, will forever be guarded by a silver sword.

“Do you like them?” Mr. Holbein asks.

“I do.”

“Are you intending to wear both? Or is one for someone else?” He inquires.

“One is for my husband…” you state softly.

“Oh, well these have been here for a while and need good owners. Make me a offer and they’re yours.”

You look up at the man, expressing that he was too generous, yet he insisted after explaining that you were the first to ever inquire of the bands, since all the customers inquire on the lavish and expensive pieces that carry diamonds or rare jewels.

“Do you know what size he is?”

You should your head, when suddenly you just remembered, you had a ring that belonged to him hooked up to your pair of keys that he made for you to access the frat home and his room. Recalling how Heeseung didn’t want the rings to become separated, he had the pair connected to one of his rings, intending on getting a proper key chain for you later. You dig into your coat pocket, fetching out the ring, detaching it from the keys. Pairing it with the silver band, and using a tool to compare the two sizes, Mr. Holbein places on his glasses delicately as he examines the ring sizes.

“Well would you look at that? A perfect match.” He claims, noting that the size of the silver ring was the exact same as Heeseung’s ring.

Looking over to you, he presents the gold band with the ancient scripture to you.

“Why don’t you try it on?” he states.

Taking the ring, you place it on your ring finger. It fits.

“Well, if I hadn’t known any better, I’d say that the rings were meant to be passed down to you and this fella.” He smiles as he puts the ring fitting tool away, noting that it wasn’t needed.

Since you opened your first savings account at such a young age, saving up all your allowances and whenever you worked part time throughout your summers in high school, you had quite a bit saved. You always intended to keep it for your future, yet that was hardly the issue since Heeseung had the means to take care of you, yet still, you didn’t want to be presumptuous and felt the need to always establish yourself by your own means, insisting that you would build your own career and earn your own keep and contribute by any means.

Not knowing what to offer, you asked Mr. Holbein what he would consider to be fair. Considering the uniqueness of the pieces, and that they were both pure silver and pure gold, you were prepared to deplete your savings for the pair, as you felt they were perfect for you and Heeseung.

With a most generous offer, Mr. Holbein offers you the rings at such a discounted price, you insisted to pay more. He shook his head with a smile,

“Consider it a wedding gift from me. I’m more than happy to part with them as long as they’re taken care of.”

You expressed your utmost gratitude and paid for the rings, which were kept in the same wooden box that the elderly couple had made when they got the rings. It was old, and very worn with ash burn marks that depicted an image of a Celtic design.

Taking the box, you expressed thanks once more, excited to present your gift to Heeseung.

‘Matching rings…for me and him.’

“Oh y/n, did you get something?” Emily remarks upon seeing the box in your hand.

“Yeah I did.” you smile as you bit down on your bottom lip.

Jake looks at you and smiles. He doesn’t say anything, he merely relies on his instinct that you had gotten something that was going to make Heeseung more than happy.

Jake and Emily drop you off at the frat house. Heeseung’s car wasn’t parked out in the driveway, indicating he was still on campus filling in for the professor.

“You gonna be alright here on your own?” Jake turned back to look at you as you unbuckled your seatbelt, prepared to get out of the backseat of the car.

“Yes, thank you. I have the keys and he told me to lock the doors, plus I think one of his frat brothers is here with his girlfriend.” You noted as you recognized Jimmy Kang, a nice young man who lived in the frat home with his sweet girlfriend who ‘lived’ inside his room in the same manner that you had with Heeseung.

Also recognizing the plates of the vehicle, Jake nods as he and Emily bid you farewell.

“Call us if anything happens. Heeseung should be out shortly.” Jake remarks.

Expressing your gratitude to the pair, you wave goodbye as you enter the frat house, closing the door and locking it. Before making your way up the stairway to the second floor, Jimmy and his girlfriend greet you as they linger out from the kitchen, preparing dinner for the entire frat members and their girlfriends.

“Oh y/n, are you and Heeseung going to be in for dinner? We made barbeque for everyone.”

You expressed gratitude and stated that you and Heeseung would love to join in with everyone, offering if there was anything you could get from the store, in which they gratefully declined, stating they had everything they needed.

“My uncle gave my mom a lot of meat and vegetables for a family celebration. There was too much so they gave me the rest of the uncooked meat and ingredients, there’s a lot.” Jimmy explains.

Thanking them, you tell them that you would be back down after a while to help with cooking and cleanup after Heeseung returns.

Going up the stairs, you enter the room, again locking the door as Heeseung strictly instructed for you to do. It may have seemed overkill, yet whenever he uses that firm tone and looks at you with no smile or even a slight smirk present on his face, you knew that he was serious. If he ever found out that you didn’t do exactly what he outlined, he’d get angry, even if it was towards you, especially considering it was concerning your safety.

Based off your experience, ever since Tiff came into the picture, that one fight that was caused by her discretion taught you that an angry Heeseung wasn’t pleasant to deal with, which ultimately meant that whenever he was angry, so was his Ethan side.

Having an angry Heeseung was scary, and abrasive enough, yet, when his Ethan side comes out with the same emotion, that was even worse. Recalling his violent nature that he displayed towards Scott and Tiff, you couldn’t imagine what that would have looked like had he gone full Ethan. Even though his manner of displaying his displeasure towards you is much less harmful than that of someone else, like Scott or Tiff, you wouldn’t put it past him to take his anger out on you through the manner he had done previously, knowing that it hurt you not just physically, but also mentally and emotionally, to the point where your Eden side came out to express your anger and defense. Yet, you wondered, had you not been angry at all, would she have still come out? Or would you have been left to take on Ethan’s wrath all on your own?

You wonder what triggering points exist that causes you to go Eden, already noting that sex, or the lust of being with Ethan were already the factors that made her come out, yet you wondered if there were more, such as being angry or upset.

A text message comes in that snaps your thoughts.

“Coming home. Are you inside the room?” Heeseung texts.

“Yes.”

“Did you lock the doors?”

“Yes, both of them. Jimmy and his gf are downstairs making everyone dinner.”

“Okay. Just keep the doors locked until I get there.”

“Okay.”

Feeling the rush of excitement rise as you couldn’t wait for Heeseung to get home so you can show him your gift. Well, your other gift, considering you gave him one the other night, which you were still feeling the effects of from the number of times he filled you up.

Right after you had sent your last text to him, you received an incoming call, it was your mother.

“Mom?”

“Oh y/n, how are you? Your dad and I wanted to check up on you, it’s been a couple of weeks since we last heard from you.”

“Oh yea! I’m sorry, I mean to call…”

You briefly explained you got carried away with your studies, and that you were spending time with your boyfriend.

“Ah yes, the fella that you met after the breakup with Samuel, correct?”

Recalling a moment where you explained your breakup with Samuel the night after you received his email months ago, you explained to your mother and father that you had already began dating someone else. Unaware that you had met your boyfriend while you were dating Samuel, you left a lot of details out as you didn’t have the opportunity to explain everything. Well, it would appear now is your chance, especially considering Heeseung had told his family about you.

Explaining everything, from the moment you met Vickey, met her boyfriend, explained their breakup, and Samuel’s email, you explained that since you had already bonded with Heeseung on friendly terms as he was dating your ex-roommate, that upon seeing Samuel’s email, the two of you pursued a relationship. Of course, you left out all the parts of what he did to you that same night you read the email…

At some point of the conversation, you briefly, again leaving out certain details as you didn’t want to…shock them, you left out quite a bit at the mentioning of your encounter with Samuel months back, merely stating that the meeting was unpleasant and that Heeseung helped you out. Leaving it at that, your mother expressed joy and excitement, your father was a bit silent but overall happy at sensing how happy you sounded.

“We should meet the young man.” Your father stated.

Your smile disappeared as your breath hitched. You knew how your father was, considering you were the only daughter and his little girl.

“Um..sure, we can meet up sometime.”

“What about this weekend? You guys should be having a small break because it’s a national holiday.”

“Oh…yeah. Well let me check with him and his schedule because the drive, I’ll need to see if he’s-“

“Don’t be silly sweetpea, your mother and I will drive there. One of my old friends is up that way, we will stay at his place and treat you both to dinner.” Your father insisted. You gulped in response.

“Oh…that sounds nice.” Noting that even before Samuel became…well a jerk to say the least, in high school before the steroid usage, when he was well liked, you recall when your father met Samuel during a football game that you attended, dragging your parents along to support Samuel’s team, and introducing him to them. Needless to say, your father was polite but kept an eye on him like a hawk whenever the boy approached you.

After the game, you remembered the conversation that occurred during the car ride home as your father drove with your mother in the front passenger seat, and you seated in the back.

“I don’t like him.” Your father snaps as he drove.

“Honey he’s a nice boy, it’s your first time meeting him, give him a chance.” Your mother replied.

“Nope. These high school and even the college boys walking around here, I know what they’re after.”

“Papa he’s nice and he really likes me. You seemed like you liked him at the game.”

“I was just being nice to get the boy to relax. He’s threatened by my aura, that proves he’s up to no good.”

You and your mother chuckled.

“Papa promise that whenever you see him, you’re going to be nice.”

“I’ll be nice…. but I still don’t like him.”

Finishing the conversation with your parents, you pondered how the meeting was going to go with Heeseung, knowing that he often taps into his Ethan side and displays his dual personality majority of the time to have a balance of character. Though your parents didn’t know about Ethan…or Eden for that matter, you wondered if your father was going to sense something considering him expressing his dislike for Samuel long before he changed kind of indicated that your father was smart and seemed to have a sixth sense regarding young men.

You hear the front door downstairs shut, with Jimmy greeting Heeseung. Your heart stopped beating as you grabbed the wooden box, shoving it underneath the pillow on the bed as you sat next to it, waiting for Heeseung to enter.

He walks in, graced with a long white sleeve shirt, the sleeves traditionally rolled up a quarter way to reveal a bit of his forearms and a pair of light-colored straight jeans, that were fashioned in a worn-out look with holes exposing his kneecaps. Instead of wearing his black cap, he opted for a matching white one, which equally shared the same method of hiding his eyes, leaving only his nose and mouth exposed as the shadow from the bill graces his face.

Seeing a smirk on his lips as he enters, with his eyes absolutely hidden and nowhere in sight, your heart melted. He always looked like he was shrouded with mystery, and it didn’t help that his tall height and broad shoulders that were accentuated by his shirts through their thin material, made him look irresistible.

“Hi babe, how was your day?” you asked as you remained seated, smiling up at him.

He places a small stack of paperwork and folders down on the console table that was propped up against the wall next to the door, along with his keys that he casually tossed on the surface of the table before looking straight at you, his eyes still covered, remaining still for a moment.

After just a momentary pause, he chuckles as he scoffs out.

“What are you hiding?”

“……What?” you inquired slightly wide eyed. You couldn’t hide your smile, yet you were genuinely trying to figure out how he knew you were hiding something.

“You’re hiding something, I can tell.” He claims, his voice smooth and calm as always.

“What makes you say that?” you asked as you side eyed the ground with your eyes remaining wide in shape, trying to refrain from smiling too much and sincerely interested at how he knew.

“I just know, y/n.” He calmly states with his smirk disappearing as he smacks his lips.

“Now tell me, what are you hiding? Or do I have to find out MY way?” He walks over, licking the inside of his cheek as he sits right next to you on the edge of the bed, leaning in with a tilt on his head to avoid hitting you with his cap as he shoves his nose and lips on the nook of your neck, his hand reaching under your shirt. His hand was cold, the smell of his cedar and mint cologne smacks you in the face as he closes the distance.

Getting two soft kisses in before you felt his mouth latch onto your skin, sucking on it with his hand barely making its way under your shirt, with his palm flat on your ribcage, slowly moving up towards the undercarriage of your breasts, you quickly speak out.

“Okay! Okay, yes, I’m hiding something. It was…well, it was supposed to be a surprise.” You sighed as you grab on to his hand that slowly retracted from under your shirt, which had become warm since it had absorbed the temperature from touching your skin.

Without moving his face away from your neck, he continues to suck and display soft and tender kisses on your skin.

“Oh yeah?” he softly speaks in between his pecks.

“…Yeah.” you softly respond, caving into the sensation.

Moving his kisses upward, right under your jawline, his lips slightly apply pressure, causing you to tilt your head back allowing him more access to place more tenderness right underneath the line resting under your ear.

“Well, what is it baby?” Again, he speaks in between his soft kisses on the most tender parts of your neck and jawline.

Gulping from how good he was making you feel, you found yourself melting into him. Furrowing your brows to stand fast, otherwise risking losing yourself and allowing him to continue, which would have further delayed the presentation of your gift, you place your hand on to his forearm as he grabs on to your waistline and pulls you in to deepen his act of oral fixation that he relentlessly displayed on your neck in a soft nature.

You found it nearly impossible to break free from his grasp. Your head tilts back nearly all the way, your hair draping and reaching the lowest part of your backside as your neck becomes fully exposed. Your hand remained on his forearm as you felt his face tilting more to further access various regions of your smooth neckline. Feeling his kisses, you part your mouth open as you face the ceiling, eyes closed, trying to speak, instead, soft whimpers emerge out of your mouth as his lips move upwards to your jawline once more. You feel his incredibly soft kisses, again…and again….and again……and some more.

“I…need you to stop…”

“Hmm…I don’t think you want me to.”

“I..I can’t…”

“Just tell me baby.”

He continues to speak in between his generous kisses.

“Heeseung…I-“

“Mmhmm?”

His hand roams, making its way back underneath your shirt as the other wraps around your lower backside, grouping the strands of your hair as his fingers dig into your waist, pulling you in deeper. Your breasts press up against his hard and broad chest.

Your face looks away off to the side as his face switches its tilt and starts to kiss the other opposite side of your neck.

Amidst his soft kisses, he whispers with just a hint of a soft tone carried with it.

“Baaaaabyyyyy…you gonna tell me?” he softly breathes against your neck.

“I-I’m trying…”

“Hmph…” He chuckles softly as he kisses your neck once more. “I know you are. Is the big bad wolf distracting you?” he murmurs through his kisses.

“….Yes….”

“Yeah? What else? Tell me, what does the big bad wolf do to you?”

“…. Everything.”

“Yeah? Tell me baby.”

Whimpering as you felt the vibration of his voice tapping your neck as he kisses in between his words, you softly whine out your moans, trembling at the same time.

“Does he lick you?” starting from the base of your neck, he presses the fat part of his tongue on your skin and harshly drags the flat surface of the wet muscle upwards, all the way up to your jawline. Taking both your hands, he applies a double wristlock behind your lower back, leaving you completely trapped as he continues to have you pulled in against his chest, relishing at the sensation of your plush breasts against his hard chest muscles. Upon feeling his tongue leaving a trail of his warm saliva on your throat, you yelp out.

“Y-yes!”

“Mmm…does he like to smell you?” pressing his nose into your neck as you turn your face away in the opposite direction, wriggling your wrists as they remained firmly gripped by his large hands behind your back, you feel the peak sensation as he buries his face into the most sensitive part of your neck and takes deep inhales against your skin.

“Hee-Heeseung!” You whimper and moan out.

“Well, does he?” He takes in another deep inhale, rubbing the tip of his nose against you.

“…Y-yea…”

“What else?”

You remained speechless as you continued to whimper.

“I bet I know.” He calmly states as he kisses. Slightly turning your face away more, beginning to pant, you feel yourself becoming weak with an immense tingling sensation building up in your gut.

“Does he….bite?” the moment he finished his wording, his teeth latches on to your neck, he bites down, hard enough where the pain accompanies the thrill of pleasure.

“Ye-yes! He does! He does…” you gasped out, jumping slightly as your rear detaches from the bedding, only to feel him pull you back down by both, the bite he had on you, and the grip of his wristlock on your lower back. He brings you back down to the seated position you were just in as he pulls you closer to his chest, further the depth of his bite. “H-he…he bites…” you whimper out softly upon feeling him pulling you in, getting used to the sharpness of his bite as he flickers his tongue against your skin with his teeth still latched on, leaving his mark.

Hearing him swallow as his teeth dig in deeper, you hear the gulp travel down his throat as he pinches with his canines. Releasing only for a moment, licking over the punctured marks in your skin, he tilts his head to the other side of your neck.

“Say it.”

Looking away with your neck exposed, you pant and moan out, barely coherent.

“Say it baby.”

You side eyed him with a hint of worry on your expression.

“You know what I want you to say….so say it.” He firmly expresses as he licks the area of your neck opposite of the bite mark he left, he was prepping the area with his saliva, softening the skin.

“Saaaay it.” He whispers.

“..Mmphm…come kiss me and bite me Heeseung.” You moaned out.

With a sweet tender peck on the spot, he follows it up with a bite, decorating both sides of your neck with the markings of his canines.

Yelping, you nearly jumped up once more. Expecting your reaction to repeat from the first bite, he was more prepared for it as he held you tightly, restricting your movement completely as you had no choice but to sit there and feel the sting of his teeth.

After a few seconds, he licks over the mark, followed by a tender kiss as he pulls his head back just slightly to admire his work.

“Mmm…wanna keep going?” he smirks as he tilts his head to look at your face, which had still been looking away.

“I…I do but…I want to give you, my present.” You softly moan out.

Smirking, he hums.

“Hmm…okay, show me, and I’ll eat you later. Big bad wolf will wait.” He remarks, gently releasing you from the wrist lock he had you in.

With his hands resting on your waist, you slightly turn halfway, reaching over and grabbed the small wooden box underneath the pillow.

Looking down at the box, since you were feeling too flushed to make eye contact with him, you presented the art craft of its decorative feature as you held it out with your strong hand, while the other was holding on to his forearm as he maintained his hold on your waist.

“I got this today with Emily and Jake.” You softly stated, still staring at the box with an aloof expression, feeling slightly nervous but focusing so much to not let it show.

He looks down at the box and you feel one of his hands release your waist as the other remains latched on with your hand resting on his forearm. Taking the box gently, he looks at it with a smirk.

He doesn’t immediately say anything but continues to softly smile as he opens the lid. The small creaking sound of the box opening signified its age and craftmanship. He mentally noted it and already found that the box itself was special since it contained so many years of history in its structure, which he appreciated more than you would ever know, since he wasn’t a fan of generic lavish and materialize items.

Heeseung carried a deep love for art in many forms, though he displayed a talent with music, he loved and admired all types of crafts.

Once the box was fully opened, his smirk slowly fades as he sat there with the open box in his hand. With heavy lids, he merely just sat and stared at the rings with his smirk nearly fading in full, just a hint of it remained off the corner of his mouth.

He almost looked tired as his lids lowered, making him look like he was dazed out. He remained as such for a moment, making your heartbeat in an overwhelming sense as you weren’t sure if he liked it or if he was possibly thinking of something else.

“….They’re bands that I got at an antique store…they belonged to a couple that survived World War II together.” You softly spoke as you look at his side profile. He remained quiet, still staring at the bands with the box in his hand, not moving an inch.

“Do…do you like it?” you softly asked, slightly worried from his reaction, or rather, lack thereof.

“Yeah…yeah I do.” He softly states with a low tone, his gaze still on the bands as he faintly nods.

“…You do?” you genuinely asked in a soft yet surprised manner.

“Mmhmm.” Again, he responds without moving or breaking his gaze from the bands. He was so calm and neutral; your level of nervousness rose to a heightened level.

“You would wear the silver one and I wear the gold one.” He softly remarks, looking down at the bedding.

Upon hearing your statement, he finally releases your waist with his other hand, never breaking his gaze on the bands, he takes out the silver band and places the box on his lap. Not once did he look at you, he remained admiring the matching bands.

Slipping on the band on his ring finger, he scoffs.

“How did you get my ring size?”

Explaining that you remembered his ring attached to the two keys he made for you, he nodded with a slight raise of his eyebrows.

“Clever girl.” He softly remarks as he stares at the band, now wrapped delicately around his finger.

Picking the box back up from his lap, he takes the gold band and sets the box off to the side, turns to you and takes your hand. Slipping the ring on your finger, he places his hands on his waist and tilts his head, admiring how it looked on you.

He smirks and tilts his head back for you to see his eyes, he raises a brow and chuckles as he asks you what the scripture on the rings meant.

Explaining that the scroll of the translation was inside the box under the display cushion, he turns back around to grab the box and takes out the scroll.

“It’s Sumerian.” He states as he read the contents of the scroll explaining what language the rings were decorated with.

“Yes.”

He continues to read the translation, seeing the meaning of each ring, he blinked a couple of times before turning back around, grabbing the box, and placing the scroll back inside, closing it.

Taking his hand and holding your chin up, he brings you forward as he peers down at you from above from under the bill of his cap. His infamous side smirk displayed on his mouth as he softly chuckles out.

“Hmph…my girl.” His voice was low. It was dangerously low, the lowest it’s ever been, even more than his Ethan side.

Trembling upon hearing the depth of his tone, he leans in while staring deep into your eyes. Closing all but just a hair of a distance between your lips, he softly speaks against them.

“You love me that much?” he asks in a near whisper.

“Yes.” You softly respond, your voice was shaky.

“Huh…how’d I get so lucky?” he smirks as his gaze shift to your lips.

You remained silent; your body continues to tremble.

“I don’t think…it was luck.” You softly murmur out. He raises a brow and hums for an explanation, intrigued by your statement.

After explaining that the rings didn’t need any resizing, that both were a perfect fit, your sentimentality of the situation got the better of you as you told him,

“I don’t know…sometimes, I just feel like I was meant to belong to you.” You slightly shrug your shoulders as you look down at the ring on your finger.

He sits there, eyeing you down with lazy lids as the look of ultimate relaxation graced his face.

“Hmm…I like that.” He merely states, as he leans in and places a warm kiss on your cheek.

“Remind me to find and fall in love with you all over again in the next life.” He whispers against your cheek, “when we get older of course, I’m not going to need that reminder for a while.” He sneakily smiles against your skin.

You chuckle as he hugs you, smothering you with more kisses.

“Oh…one more thing.” You softly state.

“Hmm?”

“….My parents want to drive up here this coming weekend and….meet you.”

“Oh yeah?” he buries his nose on the top of your head, expressing his words very calmly and almost, nonchalantly.

“Yeah.”

“Let’s do it.”

You swallowed nervously as you display a smile, refraining from talking about your father’s protective nature.

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