#` ✞ scandal. ⁞ right in front of my glory?

[stsgooo]

Misclick.

✩࿐ summary: an evening where you feel particularly confident leads to an embarrassing and bountiful encounter.

warning(s): minors and ageless blogs DNI! suggestive talk, teacher!geto au, kinda crack fic, mutual masturbation, phone sex, afab!reader, descriptions of female anatomy, not proof read. wc; 3.2k

pairing(s): geto suguru x fem!reader, shoko x fem!reader (if you squint).

a/n: trying to get practice writing smut and smut adjacent things. please lmk what i could work on :)

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TODAY WAS YOURS TO CLAIM.

Everything was falling into place for you. The third years were at your beck and call, Gojo hadn’t been a particularly loud problem today, and the set you ordered a few months ago came in.

When you got the notification on your phone, you thought the stars finally aligned and some higher being was thanking you for your hard work. Finally, you would be able to just live and have some fun while doing it.

After work, you practically skipped out of the school, blatantly ignoring Gojo who made some backhanded comment about rainbows coming out of your ass. You had priorities. One of which was getting home as quickly as possible and putting that lingerie set on so you could just lay about with some overbearing sense of confidence. A part of you wanted to be smug, while another, a tiny part of you, worried about what it’d look like.

The sticker less box was sitting against your apartment door when you arrived. The only identifying thing on it was your name address then a big smiley face thanking you for your purchase. Almost scandalized, you quickly brought the box inside and went to your room. Taking a quick shower before putting on the set.

The lingerie set was something you had found together with Shoko on one of your many girls nights. Both of you had been laughing at the obscure designs of some of them, making comments how it would be better to not wear anything at all than a thin piece of fabric. When it caught both of your eyes. The model for it was gorgeous, that’s probably where you both initially got stunted. She was practically exposed right there on the webpage, winking at the camera. You were about to scroll away when Shoko had loudly proclaimed: You would look so hot in that. And your fate had been sealed.

Now, standing in front of your large mirror, you silently thanked Shoko for her amazing intuition. You looked hot and you looked very fuckable.

The lingerie set was a soft purple color, the fabric was entirely lace so it left little to the imagination, but the little dark purple hearts over your nipples gave you some illusion of modesty. The girdle was snug against your upper thighs and the stockings felt almost like silk against your skin.

The sight of yourself in the mirror made you blush, eyeing it all in a new way. You looked amazing.

All things considered, you felt incredible.

Your phone on your nightstand vibrated and you felt a little giddy as you grabbed it. A text from Shoko and three other texts you weren’t going to pay attention to now. You had texted Shoko while you were leaving about the set arriving and she had just responded with an enthusiastic show it to me!!

You raised an eyebrow.

You

do you want to come over or…?

It took one minute for Shoko to respond.

Shosho ❤️

no time. just send a picture please. 🙏 need to see your hotness in all its glory! thx

You

i’ve never taken a picture like that before.

Shosho ❤️

it doesn’t have to be high quality, you’re not in a porno. don’t deprive me of being right.

You

fine. but don’t complain when you can’t see any of the juicy details.

Shosho ❤️

my heart is breaking.

You smiled stupidly at your friend’s behavior and looked to the mirror. You were never exactly one to take pictures of yourself. Shoko practically had to hold you at gunpoint when it came to it. Most of your pictures were of food and whenever Gojo got his grubby hands on your phone to take a million photos of himself and his students. But you were feeling nice tonight, you were feeling like you were definitely worth the cloud space usage being used on yourself for once.

With your little knowledge on lewd pictures, you found yourself in various positions.

First, you had opted into taking pictures of yourself in the mirror next to your bed. The first photo had been you simply sitting with your legs folded on either side of you, your face obscure but the set clear. The next photo was you on your knees, now opting to ghosting your fingers over the bra strap. The last picture was a little more risqué. You had your chest to the floor, your back arched and your ass raised. It was dark in your room but you could just make out the outline of your cunt in the mirror.

You figured the pictures would be enough, but, high on a streak, you switch positions to your bed.

You took only two photos there. One with you looking up at the camera with a wink and a grin, pulling the bra down just shy of your nipple, pressing your legs together. The next one was the boldest. Your face was no longer in frame, with more focus on your body. The bra now gone, an arm thrown over your breasts to hide your nipples, but your legs were spread to show off the little dark patch where your slick was collecting on the underwear.

Okay, maybe you were getting too into it.

After the pictures were taken, you figured that it would be both funny and relieving to send all of them to Shoko. After all, she would probably want to bask in her glory.

You gathered all six photos, typed will this satisfy you? and pressed send, then threw the phone off to the side.

Now, nervousness took ahold of you. There was something jarring about the whole thing. But you tried to remind yourself that Shoko had asked. This would all be a great opportunity to get out of your self deprecating shell. Tonight was about you-

Your phone vibrated and you practically jumped to read whatever response the woman may have drummed up.

It was Shoko, but with nothing you expected.

Shosho ❤️

okay, how can someone naturally sexy take this long to take pictures? don’t tell me you bailed.

Immediately, you were confused.

It hadn’t taken you super long to take the pictures. You briefly convinced yourself that it was simply taking too long to send. But the painfully blank screen on your side was making you sick.

You quickly backed out of your texts with Shoko and into your bank of unread and forgotten contacts. You didn’t have to look far. Right under Shoko’s name with the “Attachment: 6 images” proudly displayed under it. The last person you wanted to send these to.

Geto Suguru.

You and Geto had never really gotten along. You didn't have any ill feelings towards him. In fact, when he first started, you had an embarrassing and rather childish crush on him. He was attractive, extremely pretty, it wasn't hard to feel a little nervous around him. However, he had appeared indifferent towards you. There weren't many opportunities for you to get to know one another, so you had counted your losses and moved on with your life. There was a silent agreement between the both of you, you just never spoke to him unless he initiated first or you really needed something.

But here you were now. Sent him photos where you're practically dripping and you barely spoke to the man.

You were going to kill yourself.

You found yourself returning back to Shoko with tears pooling in your eyes.

You

i misclicked and sent them to geto.

The read read receipt was instant, however Shoko’s response came two minutes later.

Shosho ❤️

i would love to see his face.

You

shoko, this is serious.

Shosho ❤️

has he seen them yet? if not, just try explaining it away.

You quickly clicked the back to Geto’s messages and hoped to see that he was busy and just hadn’t seen them. Your heart dropped further when you saw the read receipt under the photos. It’d been five minutes since he first saw them. You paled and felt like you could just about throw up when you saw the three dots on his side appear, disappear, then appear, then disappear. He was definitely typing up a storm about how inappropriate this was and that they’d be having a discussion with Yaga tomorrow morning.

However, his message was nothing of the sort.

Geto.

?

Nice bra.

Or lack thereof.

Still mad at you about the curses BTW.

You’re seriously going to kill yourself. This was it.

Your face flushed red, embarrassment and shame took ahold of you in an instant.

You

Geto, I’m so sorry. These were meant for someone else, this was a complete accident. Not an excuse, I should’ve been paying attention.

Again, I’m so sorry.

Your fingers shook as you typed out your deeply apologetic message.

Of all the people to accidentally send it to, it was the guy that acted like he had a bone to pick with you. The one guy out of the entire staff that just didn’t appear to like you.

You silently pondered and wished it had been Gojo you accidentally sent them to. He would’ve acted like a pervert and probably teased you about it for weeks on end, but he was friendly. He knew your limits. You feared exactly what Geto would do.

Geto.

You could make it up to me.

Can you call?

You

Sure.

The call came through in an instant, as if he had been hovering his thumb over the button waiting for your response. You answered and were about to apologize profusely, offering to take care of all his assignments for the next two months. You were about to until he spoke up.

“I’ve been thinking,” Geto’s voice was smooth and low on the other end, yet soft. As it always had been. His tone always as if he’s observing something interesting. “I’ve been thinking about you.”

You weren’t exactly sure what you expected from this call, but this definitely wasn’t even in the top twenty.

You blinked, your gaze on the ceiling. “You’ve been… thinking about me?” You repeated slowly, feeling suspicious.

Geto hummed. “Yeah, I’ve been thinking about you. About how we barely talk and I was trying to talk to you then… then you send those pictures.” He sounded a little breathless on the other end.

Your heart skipped a beat. “Geto, seriously, I’m so sorry-“

“Don’t apologize.”

You pressed your lips together at his interruption. He was definitely going to chew you out.

He took in a shaky breath, something that was terribly soft and unsteady. It made you tense up, eyebrows raising. "Seriously, don't apologize. You're, uh," he released an airy chuckle, "You're really hot."

You flushed. "Huh?"

"I said, you're really hot." He repeated himself and it was apparent by his tone that he was smirking. Your cheeks burned and you almost felt like your heart stopped completely. "And I've thought that for a while too."

"You have?"

"How could I not?"

You almost felt blindsided by his words. A nervous laugh leaving you. "You've never acted like I was anything worth a second glance." You tried to hide the vague hurt that lingered in your voice, but it was harder than you thought.

You prayed that he couldn't hear it, but it was apparent he had when there was an audibly shift from his side. "I will... I will apologize for that. I will apologize for that right now." He cleared his throat. "Y/N, I'm deeply sorry for how I've acted towards you. I've always thought you were interesting, but I just, uh, there was never ample opportunity for us to talk."

"Apology accepted," only because you wanted to continue to hear his sweet voice like this. And you couldn't stay mad at him. "You're only apologizing because of those pictures, aren't you?"

"No, no, no. I've been wanting to apologize for a while."

You weren't entirely convinced. "I'm sure."

Geto chuckled. "Sure, it was definitely a motivating factor, but I've been wanting to apologize and to talk to you for a while. Satoru keeps calling me a pussy, but I can't help it when I see you. I get nervous." You furrow your brow when you hear him take in a sharp inhale of breath. "I can't lie right now, I'm really hard."

Your heart skips and you feel your cunt give an involuntary clench. "Is that so?" You uttered, your hand subconsciously ghosting over your chest. A featherlight touch that made a slight thrum of your pulse start in your core.

"Y-Yeah," Geto's voice was a breathless whisper, shaky, but still butter sweet. "I couldn't help it when I saw those pictures, y'know? Especially that one of you laying down, your tits looked amazing and I just wanted... I wanted to feel them."

Your fingers ghost over your erect nipple. In response, you gasp softly, your eyes fluttering close. "Geto..." You sigh softly, grabbing your breast.

"Ah, f..." Geto stutters. There's a shuffle on the other end, then the distinct sound of a zipper. His breath is heavy when he seemingly returns the phone next to his ear. "Are you touching yourself?"

Moving your attention to your aching cunt, you roll your fingers over your panty clad clit. "I am now." You breathed.

"Me too."

The thought of Geto stroking his cock right now while sitting on the phone with you, brought goosebumps to your skin. Enough to make your cunt pathetically clench around nothing and for you moan softly under your breath. Was he thick and heavy? Probably. You have no doubt he was endowed especially with his beauty.

As if reading your mind, he spoke, "my cock is aching for you, baby. Barely even touched myself and I'm already leaking-- you got me so worked up. I wish I was there with you so I could fill your tight cunt up." His breath is shuddering and heavy. His voice deep and smooth as he speaks into your ear. "I wanna feel you squeeze around me."

In tandem with his words, you clench around your fingers, desperately grasping around what isn't there. "Fuck me." You choked out.

There's an audible sound on the other end as if Geto's spitting, then there's a squelch, and his panting becomes harder. "And then after, I would eat you out and watch it all spill outta you." His words were slurring together as the pleasure mounted up. But you didn't care as you moaned and mewled in response to his words. "T-Then, I'd do it all over again--- Fucking... squeezing me."

It was almost surprising the noises that emitted from you and your body. Your pussy was clenching and squelching as your fingers worked endlessly and in tandem with the assumed pace Suguru has on his cock. You could feel the familiar ball in your gut tighten and the almost itching feeling in your clit heighten. The image of him burying himself deep within you, filling you up until you were spilling everywhere-- it was almost enough to send you over. You wished to feel his tongue against your clit, the kissing and the licks he place against it. To taste himself and you on his tongue..

You pressed your head back against your pillows, your back arching. "Faster, Suguru." As if he was in the room with you, as if he was the one touching you and not your fingers frantically chasing after your orgasm. "R-Right there."

"Right there? You like it there?" It appeared that Suguru was fully willing to play along with your fantasy. Maybe it was his too. His words a mere growl amongst the moans and pants between the both of you. You pictured his face flushed, his bangs sticking to his sweat covered forehead, and his eyes staring at you from heavy lids.

You wished you could see him.

You clench your teeth as your walls desperately clench and your legs shake. "I-I...I'm so close, Suguru." You resisted the urge to close your legs as the overwhelming feeling inched closer. Your abdomen and your entire body threatening to stiffen up as you came all over your fingers.

"Mm," Suguru's hum was deep, "Me too. I'm going to too."

There wasn't a moment wasted as you cursed under your breath, the familiar wave of bliss washing over your body as you sung his praises. You were barely paying attention as he grunted out your name with a long groan. Too busy with your jolting hips as your rubbed lazy circles over your aching and overstimulated clit. It was good. Just on the phone its was so good and your heart pathetically ached at the thought of this just being phone sex.

Your legs fell limply to the bed and your eyes closed. You weren't entirely sure how you were still holding onto your phone as everything felt so heavy and light at the same time. However, you could hear Suguru trying to recover on the other end.

It took his a few moments, but he finally seemed to regain himself.

"That was..." Suguru cleared his throat, sounding awkward and amused at the same time. "Five minutes... that's a little embarrassing."

"I won't judge." You said without hesitation.

He giggled. Giggled. You felt your heart sputter. "How kind." He stuttered a nervous breath and you felt it all come to a close. So much for more than phone sex. "Hey, I-I've made quite the mess, so I gotta clean up. We'll talk tomorrow before work, yeah?"

"Okay." You breathed, not at all hopeful that there'd be a conversation being had with the both of you tomorrow.

"I was serious when I said I think about you. Some lewd photos don't change that." His tone was serious but tender all the same. "Goodnight, Y/N."

"Goodnight, Suguru."

The call was dropped quickly. The phone being quickly thrown to the side as you pressed your hands against your red face. You ignored the numerous texts Shoko sent asking for updates and hoping you hadn't decided to really end yourself this time over some guy. As if some guy hadn't spent ten minutes on the phone, stroking his dick while you came with his name on your lips.

It was certainly a turn that you hadn't expected. To be pushing your fingers in yourself while Geto Suguru fucked his hand on the other end of the phone. Embarrassment would kill you tomorrow. Awkwardness would weigh over the both of you and Gojo would definitely--

Before you could continue your descent into madness, your phone vibrated again. Thinking it Shoko, you decided to open it.

Instead, it was Suguru.

It was an image attachment and, for whatever reason, you hadn't expected what it was.

It was taken from the back camera, pointing down as he laid down on what appeared to be his bed. His sweatpants were pushed down to his thighs and his softened cock was resting against his abdomen where a pool of cum was. His left hand rested right next to it, also covered in his cum. He was thicker than you imagined and definitely long. This was him soft?

Your eyes widened further as you read his message.

Geto.

Hope you keep that set around for next time x

You were so fucked.

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[valleyofheartz]

Six: Mission Accomplished

you make your way to cafe Neverland, the wind blowing softly on your face as you take deep breaths. you check the time on your phone; 9:56 it reads. you have exactly one hour and four minutes before Suna’s class starts. how did you find out about that? well, your new best friend Atsumu had Suna’s schedule and sent it to you. but you kept that secret to yourself of course.

within five minutes you begin to see the green and pink logo, reading Neverland in cursive. you approach the front door, and with a soft breath, you head in. the bell chimes loudly as the sweet smell of pastries and cakes fill your senses. you almost get carried away by the soft aroma, but then you remember why you’re here; you have a mission.

with a quick look around, you notice Rintarou is not here yet. you sigh in relief. good, now you can bombard approach him once he arrives and buy his latte for him! sounds like the perfect plan.

you wait up at the register, keeping an eye out for a cute boy with black messy hair. and there he is; in all his glory, dressed in baggy dark joggers, and a grey hoodie with small rips in it. his hair is slightly disheveled from the wind, but as he rakes a hand through it, you find it only makes him more attractive.

you jump up out of your seat, quickly ordering a latte with whipped cream and a small french vanilla for yourself. by the time you’re finished ordering, you turn around and come face to face with Rintarou.

he doesn’t seem at all surprised to see you there. but all he does is swiftly move around you to order for himself.

you lightly tug at his jacket, “Wait! I already bought your drink, a latte is what you like, right?”

he pauses, audibly exhaling and turning to face you. “There’s no need, I can afford my own drink.”

“But there’s no point in buying another one now, then the one I bought will go to waste.” you frown, bottom lip pushing out unintentionally as he stares at you blankly. you begin to wonder if this was a bad idea after all. if the others were right and Suna really was not interested in even becoming friends with you.

but then he sighs, his shoulders drooping ever so slightly. “Okay, fine.”

immediately a smile overtakes your face, but you try to conceal it behind your hand. you miss the way Suna’s eyes soften at the sight.

the two of you wait until your name is called, where you grab your drink and Suna grabs his latte. he ignores your staring and moves to a seat in the back corner of the cafe. you follow him cautiously, knowing now was the tricky part where you’d have to convince him to let you sit together.

once Suna is seated, you place your french vanilla down and sit directly in front of him. propping your elbows on the table, you hold your face with both hands as you smile, “So, what class do you have after this?”

Suna looks at you, almost unamused, but then he just shakes his head and takes a sip of his drink. he makes a face, “Whipped cream?”

“Yeah! I thought it would taste good with your latte.”

he places the cup down, “I don’t like whipped cream.”

“Well maybe you need a little extra sweetness in your life!” you wink, hoping he gets the hint.

it seems he does as he raises an eyebrow before taking another gulp of his latte. it’s silent then, and not exactly a comfortable silence. you want to start another conversation but you’re afraid of him shutting you down for being annoying. so much for being pushy, you were far too insecure for your own good.

“…Linear Algebra.”

you look at him confused, before realizing he answered your question. you make a disgusted face, “Yuck, math is so hard! How do you do it, ‘Taro?”

his eyes narrow at the nickname but he ignores it. “It’s not hard if you just study. Guess you’re not used to that, huh.”

you gasp dramatically, scandalized and insulted, until you spot the small smirk blooming on his face. “I’ll have you know I am very used to studying! I just struggle focusing a little!”

“Uh huh, sure.” he nods unbelieving. you scrunch your face at him in response.

the rest of the hour goes by too fast for your liking, but you manage to get responses and little quips out of Rintarou.

you glance at the time on your phone, realizing his class starts in fifteen minutes and he’ll need to leave now. “Your class is starting soon.” you try not to sulk, but you’re sure it shows regardless.

“Yeah.” he stands up, throwing his jacket on before tossing his empty cup in the trash. the two of you stare at each other for a moment awkwardly, until you beam at him.

you smile, genuinely and so happy that he spent the time with you before his class. “Thank you for hanging out with me this morning, it was fun! Let’s do it again sometime.”

he stares down at you with a small smirk, “We’ll see, Ms Ditz.”

you stumble back, clutching your heart in mock agony, “Oh man, that one hurt.”

Suna huffs out a laugh. “See you around, Angel.” he murmurs teasingly as he moves past you to exit the cafe.

you stare into the direction he left, eyes dreamy and stomach fluttering with butterflies. your cheeks feel hot and your chest feels tight. was he your soulmate? it sure felt like he was.

well, after today, you feel like you’ve developed a new friendship with Suna Rintarou.

Mission accomplished.

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Suna found you entertaining, which is why he agreed to let you sit down.

Suna normally orders lattes without whipped cream but liked it today.

Everyone in the group chat is scared of Kenma’s fans on twitter.

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[msnanu]

Life Twist 04 | JJK

⏤banner by the talented and sweet: @archivedkookie ❣

⏤summary ❧ After an enormous loss in your life and breaking a long relationship with your now ex boyfriend, you decided you needed a life twist. So you move into a new country to try restart your life and seek for your happiness. What you weren’t expecting was someone like Jungkook entering into your life as soon as you got to Seoul.

⏤𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ❧ jungkook x female reader

⏤𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 ❧ fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, 4 years age gap (reader is JK’s noona)

⏤𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ❧ mature language

⏤𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ❧ 7.1K+

⏤ author’s note❧ You know everything has to go south before getting better, right? 😅 well, there has to be some angst, sorry guys! Please enjoy the new chapter and as always, your comments/inputs are very much appreciated! 🤗

Once you entered the wooden cottage you were mesmerized. Everything looked something that came up straight out of a movie, although this luxurious house has all the conveniences that you could even think of with the finest materials available and more, it also has a cozy and warm look somehow.

Maybe it’s the baby pictures of Hobi and someone who you assume is his big sister that are adorning the walls on the entrance hall. Cute – you think while your eyes don’t even know where to look anymore, everything at this house is so beautiful.

‘Ugh, I hate that picture, I always tell my mom that she should update the pictures over here but she doesn’t want to, she just keeps adding more and more pictures throughout all the house’ says to you Hobi by your side, while you both snicker you say ‘Baby Hobi is cute, I get why your mom doesn’t want to take this picture out – and Hobi, I gotta say this place is just wow, I don’t think I’ve ever been in such a beautiful house’

And then Hobi thanks you while he starts telling you about how a few years ago his parents decided to invest in this cottage, they had been renting it for years in the past from a previous owner as a vacation spot for the family.

With a year or so of work put in, the place was almost fully restored to its previous glory, but it never lost the warm and homey feel, even with all the upgrades changes that were made.

When you first want to enter the house, you travel up a ramp that extends the length of the house, which leads to the front porch that stretches across the front. This porch is a nice place to spend time – you can’t help to think – it provides a beautiful uninterrupted view of the lake and is the perfect place to sit down and just relax.

The front door leads directly to the biggest room in the house, the family room as Hobi calls it. There it’s also the biggest fireplace you’ve seen in your life set on one of the walls on the right corner of the room, which lays beneath a small painting of a cute little dog with big and sweet eyes that your best friend told you is Hobi’s dog ‘Mickey’

The back left part of the back family room contains the entrance to the kitchen that’s scandalous gorgeous with all the furniture made of white marble. The kitchen also its opened to the dining room. The dinning rectangular table that was placed on the middle of the room could easily fit 20 people.

Is there anything in this house that isn’t insanely huge?

There were 3 bedrooms on the first floor but most of them were placed on the second floor – at least that’s what you’ve been told – the bedrooms on the first floor are off the back right side of the family room, each of the 3 rooms containing two beds, but most of the rooms has the two beds pushed together.

There’s a very wide staircase that guides you to the second floor in the back left corner of the family room. Climbing the steps leaves you at this large hall where all 7 bedrooms are placed – they’re just a family of 4 why the heck do they want these many rooms? – on the second floor there’s also a big balcony that has a view to the lake and it must be great at sunset, that’s definitely my favorite place in the house so far – you think

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As soon as you entered the family room along with Chris, you were greeted with a hug by everyone in your friends group except for Jimin and Yoongi that were in the middle of a 'Rock, papers, scissor' so they both just screamed at you 'Hey guys!' while continuing their “battle” - somehow the guys decided it was the best way to decide in which room each one was going to sleep in - Jimin ended up winning Yoongi and they started bickering each other as always, Yoongi whining because supposedly Jimin cheated while Jimin was laughing at his face saying that he was a sore loser.

You were laughing at those two fighting when you suddenly exchanged looks with Jungkook that you didn't even realize that was on the other side of the room also watching his friends fighting. He had the guiltiest look ever but at this point you didn't care about it, you just wanted to have a good time and thanks to him inviting his little girlfriend or whatever the fuck she is, you weren't feeling as good as you wanted to. As soon as your eyes met, you shifted away.

Ignoring him was the best that you could do, especially because Lina was almost glued to him since they got into the house. God, you wanted to throw up just by seeing that smug face she had plastered on her face

The battle of 'Rock, paper, scissors' continued with the rest of the group also playing. You played against your best friend and won so you got one of the biggest suites on the second floor which to be honest could fit both of you if you wanted, but the house had enough rooms for everyone, so it was all yours.

While you were waiting everyone else finishing their turn on playing the game and deciding each room, Aria and Emma came up closer to you, both outraged. First it was Aria 'What the fuck? Why did JK bring that bimbo? He has been flirting with you and now he does this?'. Last time you got together at the cat café, you told them everything since the beginning of what had been happening with you and JK hence their outrage.

'I honestly don't understand him, girls. But I'm starting to think that he's only playing me'

‘You know I’m on your side on this, but I don’t think so Y/N, I mean I haven’t known him for the longest, but JK doesn’t strike me as the kind of guy who’s a player. I think it’s way more possible that he is just stupid as fuck but I don’t think he’s a playboy’

‘Stupid or not, he brought that blondie here after giving Y/N an unnecessary explanation saying that Lina isn’t his girlfriend, why did he explain himself when he didn’t need to do it and then pull something like this?’ said Aria who was the angriest at this point

‘That’s what it confuses me the most. Why would he bother on explaining something that he doesn’t have the obligation to explain me? And then do this? I don’t know but it sounds intentional to me’

‘Maybe it was intended for you to get jealous, haven’t you thought about that?’ says Emma

Did he really pull this stunt just to make you jealous? He can’t be that stupid, right? Inviting someone that he supposedly doesn’t like anymore just to mess with you seems a little bit too much

You sigh ‘Maybe. But he’s not getting anywhere doing something like this, at least not with me. I just want to have a relaxing time so if his little girlfriend gets on the way of me having a good time over here, then I’m going to be really pissed off at him’

‘We’ll make sure you have that good time with us, come on, group hug to clean up the bad bitch vibes’ said Aria while she opened her arms encouraging both of you to come close and hug her. Emma and you just snickered while sharing a look and going for the hug. It’s so nice to have friends who back you up

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‘Hey – funny story… Do you remember when I told you “Don’t do anything stupid”? Well, inviting Lina to make Y/N jealous is the stupidest thing that you could’ve done. Sometimes I think your brain is trained to do exactly the opposite of what I tell you’Says Jin while supporting himself with his arm on JK’s shoulder

‘I realize that now, I don’t need for you to scold me, hyung’ while JK’s eyes are solely on you talking to Emma and Aria

‘She’s not even sparing one look over to you. You fucked up real good. I hate to say it, but I told you so’

‘You have to help me, hyung. If I go over to talk to her, I have the feeling she’s gonna tell me to fuck off’

‘I have to help you??’ Jin starts to laugh frenetically ‘I tried to help you Jungkookie but you didn’t listen to me. Me telling you not to do anything stupid was the help. You just didn’t want to hear it and now you’ll have to deal with the consequences of your actions, like any other adult does’ says over to the maknae who’s know sending him daggers with his gaze while crossing his arms over his chest

‘If you don’t help me, I swear I’m gonna rip out your RJ teddy bear in small pieces when we get home’

Jin gasps at JK’s threat and says ‘You wouldn’t’

‘Try me, hyung’

‘You know, threatening your elders is not cool at all – you little brat’ and then Jin sighs and continues with a defeating tone ‘Okay, I’ll try to see what’s the damage and smooth your way in so you could explain yourself to her. But I’m not doing this again, you got yourself into this mess, you should be the one to get yourself out of it’

‘Thanks, hyung! You’re the best’ says the youngest excited while hugging his hyung tightly

‘Ugh, I know. Sometimes it’s exhausting to be this handsome and good hyung’

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After all setting up your belongings in your rooms, Namjoon and Joey had the idea of going hiking, they both like going hiking constantly on Seoul together so, they did some research over the area and found that not too far from the cottage there was a short trail that led into an amazing view of the mountains and the lake that was worth to try.

Yoongi, Taehyung and Jackson stayed on the house. Taehyung and Jackson were going to do some groceries for the next days in the meantime and Yoongi wanted to have a slumber so, you were going hiking with Namjoon, Chris, Jimin, Jin, Jungkook, Hobi, Joey, Emma, Aria and of course, Lina.

You and Jin somehow stayed behind the others, walking slower than the rest as you saw Lina clinging on Jungkook who had the most discomforting face that you’ve ever seen on him. Well, he brought this himself, he should deal with it – you thought to yourself. Though, being honest with yourself, you wanted to take off Lina’s claws of JK’s body and throw her over the lake, yes… you were feeling insanely jealous – and you’re not the jealous type at all normally – but you weren’t going to act on it neither you were going to accept that you wanted to slap the shit out of that blondie. You were trying to play as cool as possible, but it was really hard specially when every time she came close to JK she looked back at you with a smug face, so fucking childish

‘A penny for your thoughts?’ says suddenly Jin breaking the silence among you two

You look over him and lie ‘I’m just thinking how beautiful this forest is’

Jin snickers because your face tells a lot more than what you think ‘Yeah Y/N, try again’

‘What do you mean?’ you play dumb

‘I can see that you’re lying. You’ve been glancing Jungkookie and Lina since we started hiking. It’s okay if it bothers you. But you shouldn’t worry too much, there’s nothing more between them, at least not from JK’s end’

‘It doesn’t bother to me; he can do whatever he wants’ you keep lying shamelessly

‘So, you’re not mad at him at all?’

And that’s when you see that Jungkook is glancing over to you and Jin and then it hits you  

‘What’s with the sudden questionary? Did JK sent you to talk to me?’

‘What?? Noo, of course not. I just wanted to know if you’re okay with him’ says Jin with a high pitch tone and you see his ears starting to go red

‘Did someone ever told you that your ears get red when you’re lying?’

‘I’m not lying, my ears get red because when someone puts all their attention on me, I get nervous’

‘You’re so full of shit, Jin’ you say while laughing, and he starts laughing too

‘Hey – now this is coming from me, he’s an idiot sometimes but he’s not a bad person, just so you know’

‘Yeah so, I’ve been told… Just tell your friend that if he needs to say something to me, he should be the one to approach me’

Jin just nodded at you, and you continued your walk chit chatting with him.

You were just a few minutes of getting to the final part of the trail and watching the amazing views that Namjoon and Joey had told you all about when Jimin suggested taking a picture of everyone. So, JK went to set the camera with the timer while you all gathered, you ended up between Aria and Emma who were smashing you with a hug while smiling at the camera and you heard the camera going off.

JK went again to check on the pictures that the camera had taken and gave a thumbs up, the pictures looked nice. You didn’t even realize that you were staring at him until he met your eyes and then he smiled at you, and you just smiled back. Fuck why does he have to be this handsome?

Then Jimin went over to him asking to see the pictures, so you stopped staring at each other. That’s when you turned around and started walking towards Aria and Emma who were already a few steps ahead of you and suddenly you feel someone pushing you – while trying to protect yourself from the fall, you ended up tripping with a rock that was in front of you, and you didn’t even get to see –

You sent a loud curse as soon as you hit the ground, you had twisted your ankle and the pain was killing you. You try to see what the hell happened that made you fall and when you saw Lina being the closest to where you had fallen, you already knew that she had to be the one that pushed you somehow.

‘Ups, I’m sorry, I tripped, and I must’ve pushed you, I didn’t mean to hurt you’ she said to you. You had the feeling that it had been on purpose but, you gave her the benefit of the doubt just because you couldn’t even think straight with the sharp pain that you were feeling

What you didn’t knew at that time was that Lina had seen that little stare moment you had with Jungkook. And her blood started to boil as soon as she saw how you two smiled to each other.

The thing is, she didn’t even care about Jungkook. She just hated not to be the center of attention anymore, she needed for him to just look at her and only her. And she hated that since you got to that cottage, every time that she looked at him, he was already eyeing you.

Chris and Jungkook were the firsts to get to you. Both kneeling on your side as Jungkook delicately took your ankle and gave it a look examining it. ‘I think it might be a strain, you shouldn’t keep walking noona, it’s already starting to swell – I’ll take you back to the cottage’ said Jungkook quickly without giving a chance to anyone else to offer.

Your eyes were starting to water, each minute that passed your ankle was hurting a lot more but you felt bad dragging Jungkook with you and also a part of you was nervous of staying alone with him, you had been almost successful on ignoring him since you got there and your best friend was also there to help so, you said ‘JK there’s no need, Chris can take me back’

Jungkook felt a little bit sad that you preferred going with Chris and then thought that maybe you felt uncomfortable being taken by him after all that happened today, but he didn’t want to let you go so, he said ‘Okay, but I’ll go back with you two, just in case’

Lina was fuming at this point and said ‘I’m going back with you then, Kookie’ but JK turned her down and said ‘There’s no need, go enjoy the view, you almost got there’ – well, karma is a bitch – you wanted to laugh so bad at Lina’s face

Then Jungkook watched as Chris grabbed you by your thighs and you wrapped your arms around his neck. Fuck, I wish I was him – JK thought and the whole way back he kept hoping that Chris would get tired so that way he could be the one to take you but that didn’t happen

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You almost didn’t talk on your way back.  You noticed JK’s gaze on you all the time. Chris and JK went talking all the way back to the cottage, both asking you from time to time if the pain had reduced. By the time you got to the cottage, Chris helped you laying on one of the sofas while he went to look for an ice bag for your ankle.

That’s when JK sits on the sofa next to you and grabbed again with the same delicacy as before your ankle. ‘It’s not that swollen, It’s probably not a strain. That’s a good thing, you’ll most likely walk normal by tomorrow’ he said smiling at you sweetly

‘Yeah, luckily it’s not hurting that bad now’

Chris came back with the ice bag and put it on your ankle while JK hold it in place

‘How did you ended up falling, babe?’ asks Chris while JK glares at him without realizing when he called you ‘babe’ – Chris didn’t even notice the glare because he was staring at you, but you did and your lips twitched, you wanted to laugh at JK’s face –

‘Well, Lina supposedly tripped over and ended up pushing me, and I tripped with a rock’

That’s when Chris looks over to JK and says ‘Lina, huh?’

And there it was again, that guilty look in Jungkook’s face. You started to feel bad because you knew Chris was indirectly blaming Jungkook with that look so you came to save the day saying ‘She said it was an accident, I honestly couldn’t see anything, so I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt’

‘Something tells me that with Lina nothing is an accident’ says your best friend

‘Chris’, you call him, and only then he looks at you ‘I’m okay, it was an accident’

He then sighs and says ‘Okay, I’ll go grab a glass a water, you want some?’

‘Yes, please, thanks bestie’

Then he directs his gaze towards JK ‘What about you, Bambi eyes?’

JK snickers and says ‘No, thanks hyung, I’m okay’. Chris nods and makes his way over to the kitchen once again.

‘Does he always call you “babe”?’ Jungkook curiosity won, and he questions you

You chuckle and respond ‘He does that quite a lot, but he only does it because I don’t like that pet name, he’s just teasing me’

‘Ohhhh… so, you don’t like it’ JK says, and you just hum in affirmation while he makes a mental note on not calling you ever “babe” and then he nervously calls you saying ‘Noona’

‘Hmm?’ you say while you rest your head on one of the cushions with your eyes closed

‘I’m sorry for inviting Lina… I-’ you interrupt him trying to not sound harsh with your tone voice and saying ‘Jungkook, I don’t really feel like talking about it right now’

‘Oh…’ he sounds a little disappointed ‘It’s okay noona, um…if it’s okay with you, I really want to have a chance to talk about this with you, whenever you prefer it’

‘Okay…we can talk some other time’ and then you continue ‘And just as an FYI, next time you want to know if I'm mad at you, just ask me. Don't send Jin over, he's an awful liar'

His face starts to blush 'Noted' he says 'so... are you? - Mad at me?'

You act as if you were thinking about it while you see him nervously biting his lip ring and then say 'I don't think so. At least not for now' while smiling at him

'Good' he copies your smile

If he keeps smiling to you like that you'll end up asking him to marry you without even realizing, he's hypnotizing you

'Good' you repeat and nod at him 

The sound of voices coming from outside broke the little moment you were sharing with each other. The guys had come back from the hike. 

As soon as Lina entered saw JK sitting right next to you and made his way over to him saying 'Kookie, I missed you so much. How about we go to my room and have some fun again?' while touching his arm

Yours and Jungkook's eyes widened, and your smile dropped immediately - is she being fucking serious?  Did she have to say that in front of you? Is he screwing her again? What the fuck? - if you weren't showing any signs of anger at this point it all changed, you cleaned your throat and thank God for your best friend who made his appearance with the glass of water at that same time.

So, not wanting to hear the disgusting conversation that would follow between those two you told Chris 'Hey - I think I'm gonna go have a shower, can you help me going upstairs tho? My ankle's still hurting a little bit'

'Yeah sure, let's go' your best friend said grabbing you again from your thighs to carry you upstairs and while doing so, you heard Jungkook 'Y/N wait'

'You should be talking to her, not me' you responded Jungkook with a cold tone for the first time before leaving

Ok now she is mad - JK thought and stayed in silence not wanting to make you angrier -

This time you didn't care if he gave you puppy eyes, you were done with his little girlfriend and him.

'What was all of that?' asked Chris while he carried you upstairs

'Nothing. I'm just done with that blondie clinging on Jungkook all day long, she's unsufferable'

'Is it just me or am I sensing some jealousy, babe?' says your best friend while snickering when he is met with your glare

'Not in the mood for joking right now' 

'Okay, okay... I love you, don't hate me'

You chuckle a little bit, but you're feeling upset, and you're getting angry at yourself because you're letting that stupid girl get under your skin. Maybe the shower will help you feeling better.

On the other side, Lina now was the happiest she’s ever been since she had gotten to the cottage. She could see right before you went upstairs that anger was all written down your face. She knew she had won this time.

She didn't even care that as soon as you disappeared, Jungkook glared the fuck out to her and said 'Just so you know, there's no way I'm sleeping with you again or something remotely similar, so you better not say something like that ever again to me. Me inviting you here, was not me wanting to restart things where we left off'

'Whatever, Jungkook' - I know someday you'll come crawling back to me, Lina thought while rolling her eyes at him.

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The shower helped on relaxing your tensing body. You had a slumber after it and recharged some energies while you also gave your ankle a necessary rest. When you got up, it was starting to get dark outside. You decided to change into leggings and since the air felt chilly you put on a sweater, a special sweater for you.

You were limping a little bit while going downstairs, but thankfully you could walk by yourself, and your ankle didn’t hurt as a half as it did earlier.

There was a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, while heading there Jackson came from outside where some of the guys were playing foot volleyball and as he saw you, he said ‘Y/N, how are you feeling? The guys told me you hurt your ankle while hiking’

‘I’m okay, it was no biggie, I think by tomorrow I’ll be able to walk normally. Thanks for asking tho’ you say offering him an appreciation smile ‘Someone’s certainly good at cooking, it smells amazing here’

‘I know right? Yoongi is our designated chef on our trips. He’s preparing some kimchi, bibimbap and fried chicken for tonight’s dinner’ he said while coming closer to you ‘Come here, I’ll give you a hand, support yourself on me, you shouldn’t be forcing your ankle’

‘Oh, thanks’ you said while accepting his offer. When you entered the kitchen along with Jackson, Yoongi was cutting some vegetables on the kitchen island while Jungkook was turned around helping him out preparing the fried chicken.

When Yoongi saw you, he gave you a little smile and asked, ‘How’s that ankle going Y/N?’ and Jungkook immediately turned his head over to you and furrowed his eyebrows once he saw you supporting yourself on Jackson’s – this guy really has a nerve to act like he’s the one jealous – so, you decide once to be petty and try to make JK more jealous ignoring him completely and saying ‘I’m better thank u Yoongi, I actually can walk by myself now, it hurts a little bit yet but Jackson who is such a gentleman offered to help me so I wouldn’t force my ankle’ while pinching Jackson’s cheek. Jackson blushed and said ‘It’s nothing, come on… you should sit on the dining room and keep your leg up so the ankle doesn’t swell with the blood rushing’ as soon as you saw JK’s burning gaze you were a little bit more content with yourself and you walked towards the dining table where Emma was setting the plates on the table.

‘Hey sweetie, I’m happy to hear that you’re better’ she said – since the kitchen was opened to the dinning room she heard your talk with Yoongi –

‘Yeah, I’m sure tomorrow I won’t need more help from this big guy to walk’ you snickered with Emma and Jackson while he helped you sitting on a chair.

‘Thanks again, sweetie’ you said while Jackson winked at you and left while you saw smoke coming from the kitchen and it wasn’t the food, it was JK who was about to lose it – he tried to make me jealous, it’s only fare that I do the same thing, right?

A few minutes later while you and Emma were having a chat on the dining table, Chris appeared on the kitchen and smiled while going towards you two

‘Haven’t seen this one in a while’ said Chris while pointing at your grey sweater ‘Remember when we went to the countryside with your dad?’ - your smiling best friend says and you just nod your head while you start reminiscing that day, you were both 16 at that time - ‘That was such a fun day, we didn’t do anything crazy but I don’t know it’s one of those days that I recall like if it happened yesterday and your dad was wearing that same sweater’

‘Yeah, dad loved it, it’s one of the things that I couldn’t bring to give away since he’s gone’ you say to Chris, while Emma had a little surprised face that lasted a few seconds since she didn’t know that your dad had passed away

You also loved that sweater; it was really comfy and warm. And every time you wore it, you felt like your dad was hugging you.

JK’s jealousy was long gone by now, and he was smiling while hearing your conversation with your best friend from the kitchen. He also remembered that sweater. One time you went to the gym, and it was a little colder than usual outside, so you decided to wear that.

It was obviously not your size, so he curiously asked you that day ‘Did you steal a sweater from Chris?’ while laughing and that’s when you told him that it was one of the few things that you had left from you dad and that you loved it so much. He also thought you looked cute with that oversized clothe on you.

The rest of the evening went pretty calm, you enjoyed your dinner sitting between Aria and Emma while talking about multiple topics, one that extended a long period of time was about ‘Dr. Romantic 3’ series which the three of you loved.

You realized Jungkook was awfully quiet the whole dinner, but you didn’t pay that much attention to him, especially when Lina was once again clinging and sitting next to him. Ugh, you hated how you felt the need to choke that girl every time you saw her

After dinner and some hours talking over the table, Aria started to take the dirty dishes to the kitchen and some of the guys also got up to help her while Taehyung was in charge of cleaning the dishes. You were about to get up to help them also, but Namjoon told you to stay put and rest the ankle ‘There’s plenty people to help, don’t worry Y/N’ he also said to you with a beaming smile that showed his sweet dimples

‘I’ll help too’ said Lina while taking a bowl of kimchi that had been left over and JK looked at her strangely – that’s weird – she usually doesn’t move a finger for anyone if it’s not for her own benefit

She grabbed the bowl and went towards the kitchen. When she was close enough to you, she acted like she had tripped and the whole leftovers of kimchi landed on you staining your dad’s sweater and part of your leggings

Your mouth hangs open in shock. ‘No!!’ you instantly screamed while you got up panicking. You lifted your head to see a smirking Lina. As soon as she heard the others coming from behind to see what was happening, she immediately changed her features to the most fake innocent look saying ‘Oh my god, I’m sorry, I tripped with the carpet, I think I got up very clumsy today’

You started to see red from the anger, you weren’t stupid, it was obvious that she did it on purpose and now you realize that what happened today hiking it obviously wasn't an accident too. You were so ready to slap the fuck out her when Chris hold stopped you. You were struggling for him to let you go, but he didn’t so you started yelling at Lina

‘I’M SO FUCKING DONE WITH YOU AND YOUR CHILDISH ATTEMPTS TO GET TO ME! YOU WANTED THIS, RIGHT? TO GET ME FUCKING MAD? WELL, YOU ACCOMPLISHED IT AND I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL FUCKING BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU – you try to get of Chris’ hold while saying ‘Chris, LET-ME-GO NOW!!’ And then return your look to the petty girl that’s in front of you – WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?? I HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING TO YOU’

Lina raised her hands in a defensive way and said ‘It was just an accident, jeez take a Xanax you psycho’

‘HEY! - You should really back off’ you heard Emma almost in a threating tone directing to Lina from behind you ‘I saw everything, and it was no accident, you did that on purpose and I’m guessing it wasn’t an accident when you hurt her ankle too, you bitch’

Emma had stayed with you on the table talking to you sitting right beside you before all happened and she saw everything including Lina’s triumphant smirk.

Tears were starting to roll on your cheeks and the last thing you wanted is for everyone see you crying, you hated when people saw you crying. You needed to get your dad’s clothes cleaned as soon as possible, or it would be ruined, if it wasn’t already.

The guys were all quiet and didn’t know how to react, some of them didn’t even know that your dad had passed away and that the sweater you were wearing was his. And what you didn’t know was that Lina had heard your talk with Chris about the sweater before, so she perfectly knew that it belonged to your belated dad.

Some people don’t know how to empathize, to understand and share the feelings of others. So, while some would think that you had an exaggerated reaction because of a sweater, others would feel and share the same pain as you. You don’t need to have been put in the same situation as others to empathize, although there’s people that only can relate to someone when they have been through the same shit. You think, and this is only your opinion, that you either have or not the ability to empathize with someone, it’s not something that could be forced.

That sweater is not just a cloth, it embodies your father, it brings you memories, hugs, moments that you will never forget that were shared with him and that sadly you won’t have again. The first months after your dad’s passing you had cried yourself to sleep countless times while hugging your dad’s clothes, just something that still had his smell on, would be enough to unleash hours of tears rolling down your cheeks without a stop.

Chris was one of those people that could easily empathize with you, he would feel your pain as it if was his own and you didn’t even need to say one word – he knew just by looking at you that you needed to get the fuck out of there where everyone was looking at you with worrying eyes

He took you with him and whispered on your ear ‘Hey – come on, let’s go get you cleaned up, we’ll make it look good as new, don’t worry about it’

You just nodded while heading towards the stairs along with Chris who had his arm around your body helping you walk. He turned his head around for one second and looked for Jungkook – Chris was about to tell him that he better get this solved with that awful human being that he had invited by the time he comes back – but there was no need to, Jungkook was already fuming on his way to where Lina was standing.

By the time you got to your room with your best friend, you immediately took off the sweater and went towards the bathroom to put soap and try to clean up the huge red stain that it had on it. You started to rub on it like crazy until you collapsed on the floor with your hands in your head, you couldn’t stop crying. ‘It’s fucking ruined!’ that’s all you said to your best friend – though you didn’t know if you were talking about the sweater or yourself, you felt so weak since your dad had left you, you just felt like he took with him your entire heart - and then Chris kneeled by your side and hugged you while cooing and saying ‘It’s gonna be fine, I promise I’m gonna make sure it’s cleaned up, you won’t even notice there was a stain before’

‘I just wanted to have a good time and relax for 3 days; I’m not asking too much’

‘I know. It’s not your fault. It’s that blond demon’s fault. But don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of it’ you looked at him with worried eyes and he already knew what you were thinking and said ‘Don’t worry, I’m not gonna beat her ass, even though he surely deserves it, you know I wouldn’t lay a hand on a woman… or a blond demon in her case’

He made you chuckle, and he noticed you were starting to get calmer on his hold. ‘Listen, leave the sweater on water and I’ll come back and grab it in a while. I have to take care of something’ said Chris while helping you getting up from the floor

‘I don’t think I want to go back downstairs, at least not for tonight anymore. I think I’m gonna head to bed’

‘Sure, I’ll be back in a little bit and stay with you until you fall sleep’

You just nodded while Chris engulfed you in a tight hug and gave you a kiss on the top of your head before heading angrily downstairs to deal with the blond demon.

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By the time Chris was going downstairs he could hear Jungkook’s voice that was resounding the whole cottage coming from the dining room

‘Are you kidding me?? Go grab your fucking suitcase because you’re getting out of here NOW’

‘What? Are you for real? All of this because of her dead father’s sweater?’

 ‘You fucking knew? You knew this whole time and still did that on purpose? What the fuck is your problem? Oh my god, how the fuck did I ever date you, you’re fucking crazy and insensitive’

‘Insensitive? It’s just a fucking sweater. You’re the only one making all this fuzz just because you want to fuck that bitch’

That’s when Jungkook started to lose his temper and scream at her  ‘Lina, you better fucking shut up, I don’t want to ever hear you talking like that about her, you fucking hear me??? Go upstairs and grab your things or you’ll leave without them’

That’s when Chris entered the dining room and pointed at Lina while fuming

‘You. You’re getting the fuck out of here. I don’t fucking care if I have to drive you myself to the train station’

‘Who the fuck do you think you are to talk like that to me? I’m not gonna go in the middle of the night’ Lina said while almost screaming over to Chris

That’s when Hobi intervened also fuming with Lina’s attitude ‘You either go or I call the police and say that you broke into my parents’ cottage, it’s your call’, he says with a stern look towards Lina

‘And all of us are witnesses, so you better get going you awful human being, chop chop’ added Taehyung

Lina scoffed under her breath and went over to get her things upstairs while pushing everyone on her way and saying ‘Whatever’

A few minutes later she was leaving the cottage on an Uber that Jimin had already called while everyone was fighting Lina. ‘Fuck off, you losers’ was the last thing that Lina said over to everyone while they saw her finally leaving.

As soon as the blond demon left, Chris went straight towards Jungkook. JK was ready to receive a punch from his friend, but Chris was just looking at him with an unreadable look on his eyes.

Then sighing he expressed ‘JK, I’m only giving you the benefit of the doubt because you’re also my friend and I think I know you enough to know that you don’t want to intentionally hurt Y/N because you would have to be pretty messed up just like Lina to do that, given that Y/N doesn’t have any bad bone on her body. But I swear to God, if you hurt her one more time in any fucking way, or if you are even remotely related with something that hurts her…I’m gonna forget that you’re my friend and kick the shit out of you. It’s the first and last time I’m telling you this. Do you understand?’

JK nodded at him and said ‘I’m sorry hyung, I never thought Lina would do all those things to her. I never meant to hurt Y/N. I really care about her’ with watery eyes, he was about to cry

‘You shouldn’t be apologizing to me, you should apologize to Y/N – just not now though, you’ll have to wait for whenever she’s ready, she told me to tell you specifically that she doesn’t want to talk to you’ and with that Chris came back upstairs to see you, you were already sleeping so he left you alone to rest.

Jungkook couldn’t hold back his tears when Chris left and Jin went over to hug him ‘She needs time, it’s only natural that she blames you because you’re the one that invited Lina here but I’m sure she’ll come around and you’ll talk whenever she’s ready and solve everything’

‘I never wanted to hurt her in anyway, I’m a fucking idiot’

Jimin intervened and said ‘Hey – stop bashing yourself, it’s no use. From now on just concentrate on amending things with Y/N’

‘I don’t know how but somehow; I’ll have to show her that I care about her’

Jimin and Jin just nodded at JK who was still sniffing some tears away while Yoongi came close and grabbed him by the shoulder telling ‘Come on, you should have a drink or two, it’ll help you feeling better’

That night after having some drinks with his hyungs, JK was on his room laying on his bed staring at the ceiling thinking about you, his mind kept rewinding to the last time he saw you on that dining room, he could tell from a mile away that Lina had done damage on you… and it definitely had done some damage between yours and JK’s relationship.

Only a few steps away from him, you were in your room also staring at the ceiling, you had woken up a few minutes ago with a headache from all the crying and couldn’t stop thinking if Jungkook had brought Lina just to hurt you or if he was as surprised as you when she did all those things to you. You were extremely confused, you didn’t want to think that he was the same as her, you usually read people easily and he never strike you as a bad person… but he has been confusing right from the start and right now your brain didn’t know what to think.

The only thing clear was that neither of you were going to be able to sleep that night.

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[mermaidsirennikita]

Have you read historical books with the I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF HER vibe?

Devil's Bride and Scandal's Bride by Stephanie Laurens immediately come to mind. Like, all the Cynster books are really on this because Cynsters are CONQUERORS!!!!11 but these two are especially intense. Devil is like, buying Honoria a million gowns without her asking or consenting, and she's like "why" and he's all "I AM PRACTICING FOR BEING HUSBAND???" even though she. Still. Has not. Accepted. His proposal.

Richard/Scandal is just like. Convinced that Catriona needs someone to follow her around and take care of her while she does her mystical Lady of the Vale duties. And to be fair, he is correct, because Catriona is completely insane and sees absolutely nothing wrong with hurtling herself into danger. One of my favorite little moments in the book is when they're walking on like, a wintry landscape, and she's all "I CAN DO EVERYTHING BY MYSELF I DON'T NEED YOU" and then immediately like slips on some ice and almost falls. And Laurens describes him as sort of being like "God help me" while grabbing her before she hits the ground.

Indigo by Beverly Jenkins, dude. Hester is so practical and is so determined to take care of herself, and Galen comes into her life and is like "no no no I am the captain now". His grand gesture at the end. Ugh. Just thinking about it makes me wanna cry. Such great caretaking.

Grace Callaway heroes tend to be this way, while also being paired with the battiest women on God's earth, who again will just cartwheel into danger. Olivia and The Masked Duke, Fiona and The Enigmatic Earl, and Glory and The Master of Shadows are the ones that really stand out to me on this front. (I've read like... a lot of Grace's books lol, but she also has a big backlist and I need to knock out some more soon because I love her.) The Duke Who Knew Too Much also has this vibe hard.

On a different from, How to Steal a Scoundrel's Heart has this vibe in a different way, wherein the very frosty hero who only intends to keep the heroine as his mistress, it's just business... but then she gets her period and is in bed with cramps and he's like "AWWWWW" and like curls up with her in bed to hold her and shit lol.

Lorraine Heath heroes always wanna take care of a woman lol. Shoutout to Olivia getting sick in Between the Devil and Desire and Jack Dodger having an entire conniption over it. Putting her in the ice bath, making her endure it to bring down her fever, watching her sleep in her weird little room of clocks (and calling in Graves, the Greatest Victorian Doctor of All Time) to be like "OMG HELP HER but also to be clear I have zero emotional investment in this annoying woman" while Graves, who's known Jack since childhood, is like "RIIIIIGHT SURE".

Surrender to the Devil is a great "let me take care of you" book. Sterling is another one who initially just wants a mistress, but once he realizes how traumatized and in need of tenderness Franny is, he's sooooo gentle and sweet and caring with her.

Waking Up with the Duke, of course. Shoutout to Ainsley rubbing Jayne's feet while she's like a billion months pregnant (lol me laughing and crying with it segueing to him pushing her nightgown up and her going "... I cannot sleep with you right now" only for him to respond with "I have literally never seen you BIG WITH MY CHILD, can I please just stare creepily at your pregnant belly :/". And then he kisses it. That poor man. I'd die for him.) He also puts her in a special warm pool while her back hurts??? And then she IS like "okay you can do it to me now".

The Duke's Perfect Wife by Jennifer Ashley. Like, never mind Hart giving Eleanor money without being asked while she's like "I don't want you to take care of me and my stupid father who's not good with money" and he's all "I am going to take care of you and your stupid father who's not good at money" (tucking the cash into her bodice) (in his brother's book.... god what an ALPHA movie)... He's also like such a caretaker. He's a NESTING HERO which is really a subsection of the caretaking hero. Hart wants to build Eleanor a nest lined with so much fur and feathers and random shining objects he finds on the forest floor. When she gets hurt, he's like "Eleanor!!!! We cannot Do Things while your arm is in a sling!!!!" and Eleanor is all "oh trust and believe we can". (She wins. One of the only books where he's shellacking her while her arm is in a sling.)

In Which Matilda Halifax Learns the Value of Restraint by Alexandra Vasti has this vibe to me. Because again, Matilda is crazy, and Christian is very like *SIT DOWN YOU SILLY WOMAN AND LET ME TAKE CARE OF THIS*. Fortunately, Matilda is soooo into that.

Hotel of Secrets by Diana Biller has a hero who's like, a virgin and very uptight with this much more experienced and free-spirited heroine. But like. So much of this book is her having near-death experiences and him charging in to save her. Like, not even intentionally? He's just acting on instinct. It's very dear and I love it.

The Duke Gets Even by Joanna Shupe. OBVIOUSLY. Lockwood is literally like "nobody has ever taken care of this woman and guess what I am gonna fix that RIGHT NOW". He like, forces her to get in the tub with him after. He pushes cuddling all the time. He's like forcing her to rely on him lol.

Marrying Winterborne by Lisa Kleypas, another obvious one. I think Dreaming of You gives me this vibe a lot too because Derek Craven is just like "take my Regency black card and buy yourself EVERYTHING" because Derek Craven has zero taste and he's gonna buy all of it like the new money man he is.

#romance novel blogging #romance novels #book recs

[yupyor]

† Glory Hole †

Summary • Things have always been heated between you and Billy, giving each other lewd glances and sensual lip-bites every time you walked past each other in the hallway. It's no wonder you ended up on your knees doing one of the most scandalous things one could do in the school's bathroom.

Y'all i tried being kinky😭😭😭 When i tell you this shit had me cringing!!!!

It took like 12 days(?) just for me to finish this LOL. This is my first time writing smut ever so i don't expect it to be good. kinda just wanted to post something and i was in the mood—👀—when i thought about this so. Haven't really proof-read it cuz if i do, then there would be no chance for this getting uploaded.

Warning : Smut? I tried to get real detailed with it but i honestly think i flopped so..... Bad smut ig?

It was unbearably hot in the room, the humidity of the air only intensifying the heady fumes left from the cleaning products the Janitor used in his dire chase for impeccability.

Billy was standing there before you, nothing but the thinness of the stall's wall separating you both and preventing you from staring into those seductive eyes of his. If it wasn't for the minor breach in the wall in front of you, you would have been completely oblivious to the beast of a meat sprouting before you.

You kneel on the ground, getting eye-level with the miniature hole serving as a direct entrance to the stall Billy was in, and breathed out.

The groan that resonated from him was so invigorating you couldn't help but train your eyes on the cause for it, the tint at the front-most region of his pants straining his tiny zipper, looking as if it were to buckle if the growing brute restrained by it were to expand anymore.

It twitched, movement eager, as if sensing your growing need to please it.

"Go on." Billy encouraged, his eyes fixating on the area he believed you to be, hands plastered up against the wall.

He couldn't see you, no, but his imagination and sense of touch had more than made up for that—your mere breath leaving him on edge. "Suck it."

And you do, the rawness of his voice sending goosebumps up the whole of your body, needy. It was magical, almost. The way those two words gave you a will to give in and serve him entirely.

You start off slow, lips parting as to increase the flexibility and cover-range of your tongue, and did one long, dirty, memorable stroke, the spit on your tongue soaking the once dry surface of his pants.

He moans, thrusting his hips forward at your contact, trying to make more use of your tongue.

You liked it.

That desperate need for pleasure he had.

It made him a different person. More submissive, even. The way his body would endlessly reaffirm your skill by trembling and twitching when you did something right.

Slow, deep breaths left him, his voice naught but low as he groans out your name, voice breaking.

Your tongue was a work of art that was slowly getting him to his wit's end, antagonizing him.

You take a step back, pupils dilating as you slowly inspect your doing. The crotch area of his pants was wet, entirely soaked through. You could more accurately make out the shape of his dick now—nothing but the word thick coming to mind as a fitting enough description for it.

That girth of his... It made you queasy—imagining what it would feel like to have something that looked nothing short of ethereal like that in you.

You cup it, touch delicate, and the first thing that came out of you was "Heavy," the mere weight of it sending a series of chills down your curved spine. You were enthralled.

Though that didn't last for long.

A deep, smug laugh reverberated against the thin walls, breaking you out of your trance and reinstating you, the volume of it close to mute. "Big, huh?"

You blush, unable to look away as Billy slowly unzips his fly, taking off the last of his clothing and revealing the bulging, quivering mass of flesh. "Imagine it six feet down your throat," he murmurs, his voice low and husky.

The tip was red, the sprouting veins trailing from the base of his rod swollen.

His slit was leaking.

"Deep-throat it for me, baby, yeah?"

You swallow the lump in your throat, taking it in your palms as your pulse gradually slowed, eagerly getting up close and personal to fulfill that rumbling, seething need within you to just merge with it.

It was hard...

And warm...

And...and...There was no way you could deep-throat that.

You struggle to take a breath in, your words coming out slurred as you peel his skin back, the steadiness of your action making the rhythm of his breathing inconsistent. "….Yea."

He was uncut, the glistening layers of his foreskin a sight to see against the dirty blonde backdrop of his pubic hair. You swear you could permanently marvel at the way pre-cum kept oozing out of it.

Billy jerks his hips forward, the force of it tearing you out of your trance and reminding you of the task at hand. To please him.

Your strokes were slow, no doubt due to you still being dazed by your previous enthrallment.

He was rutting his hips against your pace—the motion causing a series of squelches to rebound the titled walls around you. If it wasn't for your mind completely prioritizing attending to the needs of the hunk before you, you would have long cringed at how loud the noises you were making were.

It made what you were doing riskier, especially taking into account that the doors were unlocked. If fate was as cruel as people thought it was, someone would've walked past the bathroom any minute now and immediately recognize what the two of you were doing purely from the sounds emitting from it.

You reach for the underside of his jewels, your approach delicate—as if you were smothering the most fragile thing in the world, and gently massaged them. He groans, his body shuddering at your touch.

You wish you could see his face. See the way his ragged breaths left him breathless. The way his pupils would dilate more and more the further in pleasure he fell—his eyebrows rising and falling in a mesmerizing dance, reflecting the pure, overwhelming ecstasy he was experiencing. The thought only encourages you, prompting you to take your attention away from his shaft and redirect it towards his glans, the action causing him to leak far more profusely.

The low, droning moans that leave him have you completely blanking, lost in the moment… Till he pulls back. You know why before he even hints at it, though. He was close, the eager throbs and bulging of his cock a dead giveaway.

"I'm close." He heaves out.

From where you're kneeling, you can see him resting his head against the wall, his sweat-soaked figure accompanied by his flustered breaths likely the reason for his chest's labored pace.

Billy looks at you, the deep blue eyes of his locking you in place. There was something in his stare that had you transfixed. Something primal, almost. Something… something dominating—you couldn't help but feel pinned down.

He wanted to claim you.

No.

Make a mess of you. Scent you.

He needed to. And if the strain near your crotch was of any indication, you wanted him to.

He once again approaches the hole in the wall, big, calloused hands guiding the thickness of his cock towards your mouth, his intentions more than clear. Suck it.

And you do. His scent was otherworldly. Hypnotic. The way it enchanted you to ditch all rationality. It was like falling in and out of consciousness, everything but his pulsing prick a blur restricted to the back of your head.

You open your mouth, your hold on it weak. It was thick. Too thick—and as you guided it in the direction of your throat, you could only hope it wouldn't scrape against your teeth. The action earns you another deep moan from him, slowly growing into that of a growl at the paced progression of your speed.

It started with soft pops here and there, a result of you going all the way to his base before pulling back, morphing into fast, wet slurps sounding the walls.

Billy was breathing fast, his head leaning against the right side of his upper-arm propped up against the bathroom stall, light-headed.

He was close.

You take your hands off of him, going as far down as you can with your gag reflex before taking a deep breath. His odor was far more eminent now. So intoxicating that you couldn't help but stay a few minutes there to just breathe him in.

Unfortunately for you,—or fortunately—that doesn't last long.

Billy pulls halfway out, not even giving you a second to react before he's thrusting back into you with newfound vigor and determination. Albeit still safe, his new pace is now haphazard and daring, igniting a spark of pleasure that neither of you had expected. It goes without saying that within a few minutes you're reduced to a slobbering mess of spit and tears.

He was thrusting deep into you, seemingly hellbent on proving your previous thought wrong.

"You like that?" He bemoaned. "Choking on my thick cock."

"Yea" Your response comes out muffled, and If it wasn't for the sly smirk that took Billy lips, you would have thought he didn't hear you.

"Fuck!" He groans, his body tensing as his throbs pick up to be something far more eager.

He pulls out of you, taking a step back before leaning his head against the stall's wall, his dick out and bulging in-front of you.

"Gonna fill you up with daddies cum."

You stick your tongue out, soft, needy moans erupting from the depths of your throat as you watch him jerk off, the overwhelming scent of his coupled with the erotic display before you sending your overstimulated mind into overdrive.

"You want that, huh."

"Yea."

"My hot, juicy cum inside you."

"Yes please."

He's gonna cum.

Long, thick strokes shoot out from the tip of his slit, the richness white texture of it a sight to see against the pinkness of your tongue.

Billy moans, a chorus of swear leaving his mouth as he goes thru his high, a series of shivers surging throughout his body. "...Fuck..."

His breath was less ragged now, opting for long, deep breaths as he marveled at the mess before him. He reaches his right hand out, caressing the side of your cheek and spreading the dense liquid around before removing his hand and placing it on you lip. "...Swallow"

And you do, his eyes glinting at your show of obedience.

He liked them submissive.

#x male reader #male reader #male reader smut #billy hargrove x male reader #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove #smut #first time writing smut #hahaha #I cringed so much writing this 😑 #rlly hope this isn't as bad as it sounds to me #the amount of references i had to watch 😳 #fics

[lynlyndoll]

In my eyes, you the one and only

genre: fluff, angst, idol au

wc: 1.0k

pairing: idol! han x idol! reader

appearances and specifications: ok, so it's basically you and Han, but you are in a group named BeBoom (credit to whoever did the logo of this non-existent group) and one of your members make an appearance. Her name is Hwa, but you can name her however you want though.

an: Okay, had this idea for like, 3 days, but only last night got the inspiration to write it. I listened to NO NAME by Yezi and yes, I thought it fitted I GOT IT, so I do think you should think about NO NAME as the rap you perform. The lyrics are made by me, so if they suck, yall will know that I'm not made to be a lyricist.😔

You and your boyfriend knew each other for as long as you could remember. Your families were neighbors and so, you and him met a lot while being kids. Went to the same school and high school, so meeting up during classes wasn't hard at all. However, you kind of lost connection when he had to leave Malaysia to pursue his dream of being a singer, leaving you behind. You didn't mind it, nor hated him for leaving you, his best friend, alone. You also didn't mind that he was the one who got to train and not you, the one who spent her whole childhood dreaming about becoming an idol. But what you hated was the distance, you hated the fact that you weren't allowed to talk or see each other.

Years went by and somehow, you found yourself in front of a jury from YG entertainment. Your palms were sweaty and you felt as if you were going to pass out. But you wanted this. You wanted to succeed as well and somehow, without thinking too much, you got in. You were accepted in the company and that's how your journey to becoming an idol began. You worked day and night, barely taking a few breaks.

You debuted in 2019, with 6 other girls in a group named BeBoom. You were the main rapper of the group and you couldn't be more proud. Your members were all your friends whom you grew up with. But you did forget one thing. You forgot about Han, about him debuting, about him being your rival, in this hard industry.

Your group's debut made a lot of noise and it was impossible to not know at least about the song VENOM by BeBoom. And for Han, it was no exception. He heard it when he was scrolling down at the new playlist Spotify made for him. He listened to it once or twice before figuring something out. Figuring that a certain voice made him feel nostalgic. He searched for the members and there you were in all your glory. Google showed a picture of you smiling, with your blonde hair with black highlights and red lipstick. It fitted you, he thought, smiling at the picture. He wanted to say it to you, to congratulate you.

And so he did. When both and your group performed at the award show, he contemplated what he should do. Knock on your door or leave you a message, or ask his contacts to find yours. However, he agreed to do it normally. He found your group's cabin. It wasn't too hard since laughter and chaotic sounds were heard even from outside. He knocked once, but no one heard it. He knocked twice and he could hear footsteps. Right when he wanted to knock again, your member, Hwa, opened the door, standing curiously outside.

"May I help you...?" She says.

"Yeah, I was actually... I wanted to ask if..." He tried saying, not finding the words. However, you heard his voice.

"Ji?" Your voice was heard. Hwa connected the dots and left you both to have a talk. That day you reconnected with him and started meeting up to him more often. And that's how your friendship turned into a relationship.

Your life was absolutely perfect. You made your dream come true, you had amazing friends and your best friend was now your lover. After 3 years of dating, however, you and Han realized that you wanted to make your relationship public, to stop hiding and go on normal dates, without being followed everywhere for a dating scandal. So both of you started hinting. Lives full of recommendations of songs from each other’s groups, little appearances in each other’s vlogs, but nothing made your fans to believe something more than friendship was happening, since you both said that you were childhood friends. So, you came with an idea. An idea that made both you and Han smile, knowing it would shock everyone. And that is what both of you were. You were made to shock people.

You were in your changing room, dressed as all of the other back up dancers. You had a black short dress and a black mask on your face. Time was ticking and it was time for you to get on the stage. You and Han both prepared this moment, so you only hoped it worked. The backtrack of I GOT IT started. Han entered on the stage, smirked at you and started his performance. His song usually had around 3 minutes of rapping, but no one knew the surprise you planned. You moved on the beats, the same as the other back up dancers. But right after one minute and a half, the beat somehow changed and the lights went out, making everyone in the crowd gasp. Right then, the spotlight came back on you, right when you threw your mask on the ground. The backup dancers covered you, so you could undress half of your dress, making you easily spotted out. And right there, your own song started, the same vibe as I GOT IT. While you were rapping, this time Han was the one who couldn't be easily spotted on the stage, dressed as the other male backup dancers. The crowd cheered for you as well, amazed by the shocking collab. Right when your own would come to the fire part, you changed your song’s lyrics, rapped by both you and Han, now seen next to you.

“Shining better than a diamond, in my eyes you're the one and only,

Dreamin’ bout this day, together as we sweared, not lonely,

Swallow ‘em all, fearless cause you by my side,

Let’s stop this madness and stop tryin’ to hide,

Makin’ them finally understand,

But let’s try to not make it out of hand,

Y’all heard about my own best friend,

Loving her him until the end.”

The tune went by for a few more seconds, you and Han finishing your performance with a kiss. The crowd applaused and screamed your names, making both of you smile.

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[rottencoreflesh101]

Dracotaur!Giyuu TomiokaxReader idea

Just an idea I wanted to share before it poofs, its an idea, its not well written but imma post it since I don’t think I’ll come back to it x)

Content: Au where mythical creatures besides demons exist, humanxmonster, arranged marriage, suggestive, body worshiping, stalking, yandere themes(?), forced marriage.

You fell in love with a monster. You knew it was wrong, a human who’s a soon to be wife with a monster? How scandalous!

You first met Giyuu when you ran away from home at the age of 15 when your arrange marriage was being discussed. You didn’t wanted to marry a man who’s name you didn’t even knew. All you knew this man was older than you, wealthy and was your father’s right hand man on your father’s clan.

5 years passed and you went back to visit the place where you met Giyuu once again. You stalked him to study him, to know more about him bc you felt strangely attached to this creature but it was cut short by a cold breeze behind you, you turn and there he is, in all his glory. His pale cold wet skin, his long dark hair that shines like a raven’s feathers in colors, his pretty pure white canines and 4 front fangs holding a growl, his shiny crystal like horns and his icy cold blue eyes with a dark blue slit in the middle aiming down at you.

He knew about your presence for months now, his patience ran out, he didn’t like being watched daily, he was waiting for you to come out but you never did so he took it upon himself to force you out. He was a lung dragon, a very worshipped, powerful creature and you disrespected him by your stalking behavior neither you worshipped him or brought him gifts, he furrows his eyebrows like he noticed something disappointing.

He picks you up like if you weighed nothing, you were now pressed onto his upper body, it was wet, freezing cold but sturdy, you could feel how strong he was yet he was gentle. Then you were dropped, he wanted to force you onto the open of his territory from behind the trees.

“What do you want?.” He spits out, his voice sound emotionless, hard cold but straight foreword. You tried to think of na excuse but you didn’t had many options, you got nervous, many possibilities ran through your mind. He stands massively in front of you crossing his arms to assert dominance while looking down at you waiting for an answer.

“If you’re not going to say anything, I’ll feast on your body, you’ll be a lesson to anyone daring to step foot on my waters.” Another stab on the heart with his icy sharp words. Your eyes widen bolting on your feet, you hold your face high staring at him in fear as you fumble your words out “P-Please! I didn’t meant to disrespect you!” You quickly stand on your knees and with out thinking you put your hands on his cloth side skirt that covers the part where his humanoid body connects to the dragon’s.

His eyes widen looking down at you as his pale face turns a redish, his pupils shrink in surprise and his hands hesitated to push yours away but he help back in curiosity. You cling onto his side skirt as one of your hands place themselves onto his waist, you were worshipping his body in his eyes. Your warm hands making contact with his cold skin made him flinch, it felt too intimate, he has never been worshipped this way…

You noticed how you were making him feel, maybe this is your ticket out of here alive but do you really care? Do you want to come back to your shitty family? To the man you’ll soon marry that you simply didn’t want? Maybe being killed by this creature isn’t that bad.

You slowly stod up as your hands drag themselves slowly up his body, tracing your now cold fingers on his icy skin, you grind against his body pressing gentle kisses on his abdomen up to his chest area. He was perfect, gods too perfect, he’s so cute…

Giyuu looks away in embarrassment, he’s embarrassed how a human is making him feel things he hasn’t felt before, he wants to deny that a human is making him crave more of her when she is the one who’s supposed to want him! Not the other way around but gods, you’re too good to let go.

“My lord… can you please bend down a little?” You let out in whispers. Giyuu looks down at you in surprise, he doesn’t like being told what to do but it was you, he relaxed his face and bends down his body a little to your level. “Giyuu… my name is Giyuu, please… use it just for me… ok-“ he was cut short, that’s when you attacked. You wrapped your arms around him pressing your warm lips against his cold skin, he lets out a soft moan that had you both surprise.

He covers his mouth in embarrassment as you just stare at him in awe then giggle, you cup his face into your hands and force your lips into his. Giyuu widens his eyes but then relaxes into it, you both break out in a make out session.

Etc etc. Y/n then realizes she haves to go, she still has a mom who cares about her, you’re sad you have to leave so soon. You break the kiss as Giyuu looks at you in confusing, you stare at him in awe again, he’s just so cute.

“Giyuu… I need to go, back to my home, I can’t stay any longer” you let out with a disappointing sigh. Giyuu growls wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you close while he burries his face in the crook of your neck. You brush your fingers through his hair and then a sting of pain hit you like an water wave, you shortly realize Giyuu bit you and left a nasty bite.

“You can’t return like that… what will your family say when hey see a bite like that is on you?… it doesn’t look very lady like…” he lets out with his soft cold voice, you swore you say him smirk. You try pushing him off of you but it was useless, what can you do to a guy like him? Tsk.

“Y/n…. My sweet warm y/n… we’ll ve together… forever and ever…” you feel his hands, his claws creep on your body and then you were lifted from the ground. He carried you and began to walk the opposite direction of your home town. You wiggled and struggle to get away from him, how the fuck did he even knew your name?! You never even told him about your arranged marriage. “I’ll be the only man you need y/n, I promise I’ll make you the happiest human…” he purred while walking into his lake and suddenly you felt sleepy, you didn’t even knew why, you were just fine a few seconds ago.

You woke up in what it seemed to be a big nest, it was made with different materials like fur coats, pillows and futons. You got up and managed to get out of this so you called nest to figure out where even are you. Your eyes widen as you look around, it was some type of cave, it was decorated in all sorts of expensive things, this placed looked very cozy.

“Honey… I’m so glad you’re awake…” A voice echoed across the cave coming from the… entrance? The entrance didn’t even looked like there an exit, it looked like a window with a clear view of… fishes…

(I won’t come back to it but basically Giyuu’s home is an underwater cave very deep in the water. The entrance/exit is some sort of portal that helps Giyuu keep watch over his territories. Through this portal you can see the underwater life, fishes of different species, plants and his coral garden that he takes care of that glows! The only way in and out its to have great lungs bc the way to the surface is a long way making it impossible for any land creature to get to or get out.)

Giyuu reveals himself, he is now missing half of his dragon body, he looked like a normal human now, his claws and horns were still there but it seems he shift into this more humanoid version of himself, his below dragon body was now a pair of human legs and had a long fur tail like the one he had im his dracotaur form. You keep staring a him, studying his sudden form that you’ve never seen before.

“My little fuzzy bunny… you know its rude to stare but since you’re my wife, I’ll allow it…” he lets out with a soft smile.

Your what now?

#SoundCloud #wip #work in progress #just for fun #giyuu #tomioka giyuu #tomioka #giyuu tomioka #kny #knyau #kny fic #demon slayer #demon slayer fic #demon slayer au #rot monster au

[fjorests-of-wildemount]

Widogast's W-revenge

Rated M or E (spicy content ahead)

Spoilers for The Mighty Nein Reunited Parts 1 and 2

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All's fair in love and sibling warfare. AKA it's Beau's turn for an earful.

Essek's fingers tighten deliciously in Caleb’s hair, tugging at the scalp and sending a thrill down his spine. Essek has a fist stuffed in his own mouth to muffle his moans, but he doesn't seem to be able to keep his hips still under Caleb’s ministrations. Caleb moans in response and swallows around the hard, silken length heavy on his tongue.

"Oh, Caleb," Essek gasps, right hand wrenching free of his sharp-toothed grasp to clutch at Caleb’s hair with alongside his left. Caleb grasps his slim waist and presses his lover's cock as deep as he can. He's choking slightly, resisting a gag as the head touches the back of his throat. Spots swim in front of his vision but Essek is writhing on the bed and whining through his nose. He's close, and Caleb is determined.

He activates the Ring of Telepathy and thinks, somehow breathlessly, Come for me, dearest.

Essek groans, arching against the mattress, but just before Caleb gets the first satisfying taste of a job well done, the godsforsaken Sending Stone on his bedside table flares to life.

"Hey man, I know it's after working hours but Yasha made a killer mushroom stew–"

The rest of Beau's message is drowned out by Essek’s strained sound of pleasure as he bursts over the back of Caleb's tongue. Caleb struggles to catch up before he gags in earnest, and manages to swallow Essek’s release before the Stone stops glowing.

Later he'll swear he doesn't know what possesses him in this moment, but he glances up at Essek, prone and panting in a combination of exasperation and post-orgasmic bliss, and makes a quick decision.

The Stone is slightly warm to his touch as he swallows audibly and holds it up to speak. "Ah–" he begins, voice rough and well-used. He swallows again and catches his breath. "You have, ah, caught me at a bad time." Essek looks scandalized. Caleb winks. "I had my mouth full when you called, but I think I got the gist of your message. Dinner sounds delicious but I'm afraid I've already eaten."

Essek groans again, in disbelief this time, burying his face in Caleb’s pillows. Caleb grins.

"..... gross, dude, I don't need to know your sex life but WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'VE ALREADY EATEN, CALEB???"

Caleb tosses the still-squawking Stone into the hall for the cats to chase and shuts the door. Essek has recovered, seemingly, draped across Caleb’s sheets in all his naked glory wearing nothing but an imperious expression of disapproval.

"Caleb Widogast," he admonishes as Caleb climbs in beside him. "I thought you had more respect for my privacy . . ."

"I only told her I'd been well-fed this evening and had no plans to leave," Caleb murmurs, teasing, into the soft skin of Essek’s throat. Essek melts almost instantly, sighing in contentment and pulling Caleb on top of him. Caleb plants a lazy kiss directly on his lips.

"Incorrigible," Essek says, but it's muffled against Caleb’s mouth. Caleb pulls back and grins.

"Ja, you like it." Essek hmms noncommittally. "Now, where were we?"

#cr spoilers #critical role #shadowgast #cr fic #the mighty nein reunited

[sunlessea]

[ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 ] + [ 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] - adrifires :)

in which i try rly hard to participate with sunday memes / [ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 ] : sender plants kisses on undressed receiver's scar/s. + [ 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender and receiver are having lazy morning sex. / @londonfallen.

he wishes he knew when its fascination with his own scars had started : it hadn't ever paid so much attention to him, he thinks, back in the days he only was spared attention for the most part in its office at work. those days are past, nestled in the blissfully dimly lit comfort of his home within the coffee shop, where even this early he could already smell the beans wafting in from downstairs. in this privacy, shockingly quiet save for his occasional, forced out gasp or moan, or fires' own purring, it falls more tender, though. not usual for them, true, but not so unusual either, not anymore. in this atmosphere, he should've seen it coming... but where its lips tickle his skin, scars long healed over, he can't imagine where its sudden gentleness towards them had come from.

it readjusts him where he sits atop it, legs wrapped 'round its waist and face hidden 'gainst the crook of its neck. he's keeping himself shockingly in check, for how deeply its cock is pushed inside of him, and how obediently he lets its claws guide him along the length of it each time it thrusts up to hit deeper when he pulls himself off. it's a steady rhythm, soft, slow, but it still has him biting on his tongue. especially where its nails dig into his skin... at complete opposite the considerate way it kisses those scars along his wrists, held up to its face where it'd stopped him from holding onto it too tightly. unfair, he thinks, when it has near a death grip on him.

"you know—" it thrusts up into him again and he falters, whimpers against its shoulder where his fangs graze its skin. he can't tell if its his breath that's hot, or if it's really that turned on. it's so hot and cold about these encounters, slow and sensual, where it isn't usually. he thinks it may be embarrassed to admit how much it likes it. "—you know," he tries again, breathless, "those are old... you don't have t—" he pushes his hips up, it yanks him back down, he moans, "you don't have to do that—" his voice waivers, and he grinds his hips down onto its own, letting it feel itself inside of him where he waits for it to kiss his wrist again, then lightly pinches its nose. "i—i'm... fine—" more than fine, right now.

#londonfallen #they would be the type to have conversations while like this lmfao #` ✞ adrien. ⁞ all my life i’ve been so lonely‚ all in the name of being holy. #` ✞ fires & adrien. ⁞ it’s blasphemous‚ but holy. i’m nervous and tripping over my words‚ you’re so pretty it hurts. #` ✞ scandal. ⁞ right in front of my glory? #suggestive ―

[omgkatsudonplease]

my duty to you both (on equal love)!

Versailles, 1779

“You know, I’m quite impressed that you’ve managed to stay on your horse for so long,” said the Duke after a couple hours of slow and easy riding at the back of the company. “Your predecessor didn’t have as much luck in the saddle as you seem to have.” 

“Lord Tureis wasn’t one for hunting, then?” asked Uncty. 

“Oh, he had quite a spirited go at it, at first,” said the Duke cheerily, “but unfortunately for Thierry le Petit Chevalier, all his aspirations for hunting glory went tumbling right off the back of this horse here,” he nodded at the gelding that Uncty was currently riding, “alongside his person, when the flutter of his wife’s skirts startled the poor thing into bucking him off, nearly trampling Madame la Précieuse in the process.”

Uncty frowned. “What was Lady Virginia even doing out in the park?” 

“God only knows.” They were now approaching a cluster of nobles, Muggle and magical alike; the laughter of some of the court ladies were pealing out as clear as bells. “Despite the whole thing having played out in front of several witnesses, those two insist to this day that the injuries they’d sustained from their little misadventure stemmed from a run-in with a werewolf. As if there were any werewolves at Versailles—we haven’t seen one here since François Antoine brought us the pelt of the Beast of Gévaudan!” 

Uncty hummed. “It seems to me that Lord Tureis and Lady Virginia were not as popular at the court as they have led me to believe,” he remarked.

“In their first couple months here, the two of them kept a modest pair of rooms in the Couloir de Sorcellerie, alongside the rest of the magical courtiers, and immediately began to swan about like they were the ones who owned the place.” The Duke shook his head with a wry little smile. “Perhaps it was a happy misfortune that le Petit Chevalier’s inadvertent injury to his wife gave them the excuse they needed to fall back to Paris. Her Majesty the Queen had been most upset about Madame la Précieuse’s insinuations regarding Her Majesty’s behaviour towards her friends.” 

Uncty had yet to see the Queen. He couldn’t help but fear the possibility that his predecessor might have completely killed the Queen’s interest in receiving visits from Avalonian envoys. Perhaps Lord Black, Lord Tureis’ father, had simply been pulling strings in the Department of International Magical Cooperation to give his third son a plum posting abroad, where he and his young wife could be exposed to the world beyond the shores of New Avalon.

((Basically, it's part three of a prologue triptych to Heirs of Avalon! It covers the rise of Unctuous Osbert to the post of Minister for Magic. Osbert, per Pottermore, was believed to be a puppet of Septimus Malfoy, so this fic also covers the span of their relationship:))

With a sigh, the Duke extended a hand towards the sylph. “Monsieur Osbert, might I introduce to you my second cousin, the Comte de Landerneau?”

“My friends call me Septimus,” added the Count, with a playful little grin.

“And do your lovers call you Septy?” teased Gabrielle. “It’s what they’re saying in the latest libelles, you know.”

“And whatever is printed in the libelles must be the truth,” rejoined the Count with a wink.

“Oh dear. I had no idea our little get-togethers in the Petit Trianon were such scandalous orgies,” mused Gabrielle in mock-horrified tones. She then reached out and grabbed the Count by the hand, pulling him back from Uncty. “Come, come, Septy, the Queen’s tired of dancing with that clod Lafayette and needs a better partner!” 

“Until our next intersection, Monsieur Osbert,” trilled the Count before he was led away by Gabrielle into the crowd. Uncty watched him go with his heart in his throat.

((Thanks for the ask <3))

#pureblood culture #deconstruction #heirs of avalon #lily's dabbles #asks #slightweasel #hfpw

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on sports, family, sebastian vettel and familiarity.

for my entire life, i can always remember loving sports. racing? kind of. but it was more of idolizing my hometown teams: the st. louis cardinals and st. louis blues. my sports icons and heroes were the likes of stan "the man" musial, albert pujols, al macinnis, chris pronger, keith tkachuk. all athletes that i grew up watching and learning the games through them.

racing...see that was always more of a foreign concept to me, literally and figuratively. my father watches all kinds of motor sports all the time, his favorite series being f1 and indycar. the speed channel (r.i.p.) was always on so i'd always hear something of racing in the background.

he tried his best with me. indycar (or indy racing series as it was known) was most accessible. he took me to an indy race at the track not too far from our house when i was a kid. we always hosted a party for the indy 500 when i was a kid. all the adults would drink a beer on the first lap and the kids would get milk. and, of course, he would always tell me stories of the great michael schumacher, his favorite driver of all time, and i'd love to hear them.

but why would i need that guy when i have other athletes in my town? schumacher was an icon, legend, and great. but, he'd won all of his titles before i was 10. (yes i was 9 when he won his 7th but it still counts.) most of these other athletes i looked up to were mainly still in their prime and, once again, playing for my hometown. i'm not german nor italian so schumacher and ferrari seemed a little far fetched.

so, sure. racing was there but it wasn't at the forefront. i knew to root for michael schumacher and how cool he was. and trust me, i also thought it was cool when a real michael schumacher ferrari showed up at the end of Cars (2006). all in all, i knew the glory of ferrari and the schumacher name but i didn't really understand it.

then, one day, my dad starts raving about some kid named sebastian vettel. he's german. he's fast. he's got a little bite to him and he's going to be a star one day. maybe as good as schumacher, which was hard for my dad to believe.

now, once again, i'm still not into racing at this point but i like the name. sebastian vettel. don't know why i liked it so much but it just rolled. the years go by, michael retires for the first time, sebastian vettel wins his first race, and i still don't really care about racing. but i care about sebastian. i know to care about sebastian.

this wasn't against my will, just a reminder. my dad was genuinely trying to make a connection with me, which i appreciate. he really didn't know another way. he'd already taught me about hockey but i cared more about the sport than he did so we couldn't connect. he was still all in about racing and i wasn't. but i liked sebastian so i rooted for him.

years past again, sebastian vettel wins four titles in a row ("can you believe it? i knew the kid would be a great!") and then sebastian vettel signs for ferrari. my dad is thrilled. the world is thrilled. it sounds like a dream come true. even though i'm still not fully into any sort of racing, i'm even thrilled at the news. sounds like a match made in racing heaven.

throughout the years it remained the same. a race is on, i say go seb, life goes on. that is until canada 2019. that's right. this race changed things for me. f1 has, obviously, had it's fair share of scandals and other front page news. however, i was never in the room or truly present for it. this time was different.

the race starts out like usual. the race is on, i say go seb, life goes on. then, something happens. sebastian vettel's name is mentioned a lot. lewis hamilton's name is mentioned a lot. i tried, desperately, to make sense of what was going on but i had nothing. i knew nothing. all i knew was that something was up with sebastian vettel and potentially lewis hamilton. i watch as the action unfolds. sebastian switches the signs and my dad lets out a chuckle. he's not even believing it. but, he's smiling. and you know what? so i was i. before i even knew what was happening, before i knew how my dad reacted, i watched all of it going down and i was smirking.

i didn't know why i was so amused but that was it. that was the moment it took for me to actually start paying attention. it seemed that in that moment everything my dad had been telling me about this funky german guy had finally caught up. i understood why each week i kept cheering for seb. i understood why over the years we had been cheering for seb. it catapulted me into a new world that i had only been vaguely paying attention to for years and years.

i watched, thrilled for the first time about racing. but i tried to keep it to myself. i had done that for years, trying to downplay how excited i was for things like this since it usually got old quick for family and friends.

the season ended and i wasn't sure what to do. i had hockey so away i went back to my hometown team who had just won the prized stanley cup the past year. but i still wanted to know and learn about f1. i wanted to learn more about what the next season would bring. i wanted to learn.

fast foward to 2020. maybe in january or so, i'd seen a preview on netflix for a show called "drive to survive." i knew it was about f1 and since i wanted to go on this journey as well as have some way to say "hey! look! i like this sport too!" without going over the top, i introduced it to my family in march. we went through both seasons like no tomorrow. and you know what? my plan worked. i got to talk about f1 to my dad and i got to learn more about the sport.

but at the end of the day? at the end of two drama filled tv seasons? i still liked seb, as i'd now come to call him. i liked him more than any other driver on the grid for some reason i couldn't even explain at the moment. i was gutted when i was finally going to get to watch a full season of seb racing and get to pay attention to it and then it turned out no, i was not. obviously, we got back to racing and the rest is history.

now is that moment, though. now i can explain why i still liked him more than the others: he's familiar.

he's familiar to me. i think he's familiar to a lot of us. he's been on the grid for so long. abu dhabi 2022 will be his 300th race. the guy has won 4 world championships. he keeps popping up. think about it: when he had covid this season and missed races, so so many people were feeling off because seb wasn't there. now, maybe that's just my little corner i've backed myself into and it probably is because in this corner we're very seb-minded. however, there was at least a small ripple was genuinely felt throughout the f1 community. he is familiar.

this is not to say that other drivers aren't familiar. hell, lewis is one of, if not the most known and definitely the most experienced drivers on the grid. but, this is a personal essay so unfortunately while i know lewis, he isn't as familiar to me as seb is.

seb has been there in the background of a large majority of my life. i will learn what to do in the future when he isn't on the grid ever week and back to being in the background. however, today, it's a loss of familiarity. because, even if he has been in the background, he's still been there. he's still on the grid. it's not to say i won't have a driver to root for on the grid after seb leaves. but i won't have sebastian vettel. i won't have that familiarity.

it's hard to describe how much seb's familiarity means to me. that's why i'm typing all of this out. because, yes. it is different than just having that name repeated for years and years. i knew lewis. i knew daniel. both names rung a bell to me when i immersed myself in the f1 world. but neither one was familiar. they were recognizable, sure. but they didn't bring a feeling of "oh. yeah. it's seb." largely, i have my father to thank for that. he kept that familiarity going throughout the years.

we all have our own drivers that are familiar to ourselves. whether they've been on in the background for years or whether you just started to know them last month, they're familiar to you. and, when that familiarity is gone, you can't help but feel like something is missing. that's why it's familiar in the first place. sure, maybe i'm being overdramatic but, like i said, it's familiar. if i'm not mistaken (and i could be so please call me out) the origins of the word come from household, intimacy, family. so, yeah, it makes sense to grieve.

yes, i said grieve. like i said, it's a loss of someone familiar. so, if you're feeling like i am (down, sad, depressed, weird) that's normal. grief should be happening with a loss. it will probably continue to happen as people bring it up. grief is difficult to navigate so i hope you have someone or several someones to help you through this.

grief, though, also means we have to celebrate. the reason we grieve is because we love. we have to celebrate what he did in the sport and continues to do. seb is right. his marks will be left on track for a long, long time to come. lewis is right. seb left the sport better than he found it. that's something huge to celebrate.

i, personally, have to celebrate the fact that i have something to talk to my dad about. it's certainly helped patch some aspects of my relationship with him and i will never forget that. i will also never forget the people i've met because of seb. whether it be fans at races or online, i have to celebrate that bond.

overall, we have to celebrate who he is. he's a good guy whose passion for other's passions has certainly spread to all aspects of this sport. this sport that sometimes can be so dark, dirty even. but, then, you have someone like sebastian vettel, who has been described as sunshine himself, helping light the way for now and years to come. helping clean up when no one is watching. help be that familiar presence, giving you something to root for and a passion to care for. we have to celebrate the fact that he has done what he can and what he wants to do in the sport. and, we still have a few more months with him on the f1 grid so that is certainly something to celebrate.

if anything, we have to celebrate that he is leaving. because this is not the end of seb. far from it, i choose to think. he's reminded us himself: there is still a race to win.

#this is so long i'm so sorry but i needed to just kinda. type. #needed to just get it all out there #and i'm not sure if anyone will read it #if you do thanks for just clicking read more. if you don't thats okay too i'm not mad. #more of just a self reflection but really seriously genuinely it is long so call me crazy now #sebastian vettel #danke seb #my writing

[fcb4]

“The Mistaken Gardener” was the title of my Easter message. I came dressed as the Gardener.

“She turned to leave and saw someone standing there. It was Jesus, but she didn’t recognize him. “Dear woman, why are you crying?” Jesus asked her. “Who are you looking for?” She thought he was the gardener. “Sir,” she said, “if you have taken him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will go and get him.”” ‭‭(John‬ ‭20‬:‭14‬-‭15‬ )

You’d be surprised at the range of looks I got, from scorn to laughter. One longtime member even said “I mistook you for…”. Confusion was obvious “the gardener” was out of place in his own Easter story!

It was a purposeful experiment to highlight various truths in John 20 and the mystery and scandal of what it means to be “breathed upon” by Jesus (Jn 20:22).

I pray we never mistake a visitation of our Lord because He shows up in a manner, person or situation that we didn’t want, expect or perceive.

I pray that we don’t brush aside our Lord, looking for Him in some other form.

I pray that like John, when we are looking back on all our encounters with the Spirit of Christ, we’d choose a non-hype, gentle, easily overlooked, profoundly personal act of being breathed upon as our Pentecost story.

He didn’t choose to write about the fiery tongues, wild windstorm, thundering sounds, prophetic declarations of worship or the languages of ecstatic experience in Acts 2.

He talked about an encounter with the breath of God in a small meeting when all the disciples weren’t even there. Poor Thomas skipped out on the meeting that day.

We should value all the glories of God’s mountain of revelation and experience but never become so focused or preoccupied with a particular manifestation in one season, that we miss the one happening right here and now in front of us.

#easter #Jesus #gospel of john

[technologyet]

“The Black Hole Paparazzi: Snooping on the Universe with the Event Horizon Telescope”

Have you ever wondered what the universe gets up to when it thinks no one is watching? Well, think again because the paparazzi of the cosmic world are here, and they are armed with the most powerful telescope in existence — the Event Horizon Telescope. That’s right, move over Hollywood stars, because the black holes are the real divas of the universe, and we’re about to catch them in all their scandalous glory. The Event Horizon Telescope is like the ultimate cosmic detective, peering into the deepest, darkest corners of space to uncover the secrets of these mysterious black holes. Forget about gossip magazines, because the EHT is on a mission to capture images of these massive cosmic giants, revealing their intricate structures and shedding light on some of the most perplexing phenomena in the universe. So grab your telescopes and get ready for a front-row seat to the greatest show in the cosmos — because the black hole paparazzi are here to stay.

Read on my Site: Event Horizon Telescope: Exploring the Mysteries of Space

Introducing the cosmic stalkers: the Event Horizon Telescope and its squad of black hole paparazzi 2. Catching the universe’s biggest celebrities on camera: how these nosy astronomers are spying on supermassive black holes 3. Snap, click, zoom: the high-tech gadgets and sneaky techniques used to capture images of these elusive cosmic creatures 4. Behind the scenes of a star-studded scandal: the drama, gossip, and intrigue of black hole paparazzi culture 5. The universe’s biggest secrets revealed: what we’re learning from these scandalous snapshots of the cosmos

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1. Introducing the cosmic stalkers: the Event Horizon Telescope and its squad of black hole paparazzi

Have you ever wondered what the universe’s equivalent of the paparazzi is? Well, look no further than the Event Horizon Telescope and its squad of black hole stalkers! These cosmic paparazzi have their sights set on the most elusive and mysterious subjects in the universe: black holes. Armed with a network of radio telescopes stationed around the globe, the Event Horizon Telescope team is like a group of interstellar spies, spying on black holes in galaxies far, far away. They’re not just content with getting a quick snapshot, oh no. These intrepid astronomers are on a mission to capture the first-ever image of a black hole’s event horizon, the elusive boundary beyond which no light can escape. It’s a high-stakes game of hide-and-seek in the cosmos, with black holes playing hard to get. But the Event Horizon Telescope team is determined to catch them in the act, revealing the secrets of these enigmatic cosmic entities. So, if you ever find yourself feeling like you’re being watched from the depths of space, just remember: it’s probably just the black hole paparazzi doing their thing.

2. Catching the universe’s biggest celebrities on camera: how these nosy astronomers are spying on supermassive black holes

Picture this: a group of nosy astronomers with their telescopes, lurking around in the dark corners of the universe, trying to catch a glimpse of the biggest celebrities out there — supermassive black holes. These giant cosmic entities are the ultimate divas of the universe, with their insatiable appetites for gobbling up anything and everything that comes too close. But how do these paparazzi astronomers manage to spy on these elusive black holes? Well, they’ve got a trick up their sleeves — the Event Horizon Telescope. This powerful tool allows them to peer deep into the heart of these massive stars, capturing stunning images of their swirling vortexes of doom. It’s like catching a sneak peek into the black holes’ private lives, seeing them in all their chaotic glory. And let me tell you, these black holes don’t hold back — they flaunt their gravitational pull and intense magnetic fields for all the universe to see. So next time you hear about astronomers spying on black holes with their fancy telescopes, just remember that they’re not just snooping around for kicks. They’re capturing the universe’s biggest celebrities on camera, giving us a glimpse of the mysterious and mesmerizing world of these cosmic divas.

3. Snap, click, zoom: the high-tech gadgets and sneaky techniques used to capture images of these elusive cosmic creatures

Imagine being a member of the Black Hole Paparazzi — a group of sneaky scientists armed with the latest high-tech gadgets and cunning techniques to snap photos of the universe’s biggest celebrities, black holes. These cosmic creatures may be elusive, but we’ve got our lenses ready to capture their every move. Our most prized possession is the Event Horizon Telescope, a network of telescopes scattered across the globe that work together to create a virtual telescope the size of Earth. Talk about having a big lens! With this powerful tool, we can zoom in on black holes billions of light-years away, capturing their gravitational pull and mysterious shadows in stunning detail. But it’s not just about the fancy equipment — we have to get creative with our techniques too. Sometimes we resort to a little astrophotography trickery, using gravitational lensing to bend light around obstacles and get a closer look at those camera-shy black holes. It’s like using a cosmic mirror to catch them in the act! So, next time you see a mind-blowing image of a black hole in the news, just remember — it took a team of dedicated scientists, some seriously high-tech gadgets, and a touch of sneaky paparazzi magic to make it happen. The black holes may be mysterious, but with our Event Horizon Telescope, we’re ready to capture their cosmic secrets one snapshot at a time. Smile for the camera, black holes — you’re about to become the stars of the universe!

4. Behind the scenes of a star-studded scandal: the drama, gossip, and intrigue of black hole paparazzi culture

Welcome to the seedy underbelly of the astronomical world — the scandalous world of black hole paparazzi culture! Behind the scenes of what seems like a simple science project lies a whirlwind of drama, gossip, and intrigue that would give any Hollywood tabloid a run for its money. Picture this: a group of dedicated astronomers huddled around computer screens, eagerly awaiting the latest images from the Event Horizon Telescope. The tension is palpable as they scrutinize every pixel, looking for any hints of scandalous behavior from their celestial subjects. Will we catch Sagittarius A* having a cosmic meltdown? Or perhaps M87* engaging in some scandalous flares of gas? But the drama doesn’t stop there. In their quest for the juiciest black hole gossip, some astronomers have been known to resort to underhanded tactics. There have been reports of stolen data, sabotage of rival research teams, and even rumors of black hole extortion! It’s a cutthroat world out there, and these scientists will stop at nothing to get their hands on the hottest black hole scoops. And let’s not forget about the gossip. Oh, the gossip! The astronomical community is abuzz with rumors of black holes behaving badly, engaging in scandalous mergers, and even mysterious disappearances. Who knew that the universe could be such a hotbed of scandal and intrigue? So next time you hear about a groundbreaking discovery from the Event Horizon Telescope, remember that behind every awe-inspiring image lies a world of drama, gossip, and intrigue that would put any soap opera to shame. The black hole paparazzi are always watching, so you better watch out — you never know when your favorite cosmic celebrity might be caught in the act!

5. The universe’s biggest secrets revealed: what we’re learning from these scandalous snapshots of the cosmos

Now that we’ve successfully invaded the universe’s privacy with our trusty Event Horizon Telescope, we’re starting to uncover some juicy cosmic gossip that’s been hidden in the shadows for far too long. First off, who would’ve thought that black holes could be so photogenic? These scandalous snapshots have shown us just how glamorous and mysterious these cosmic divas truly are. Forget about Hollywood celebrities, these black holes are the real stars of the show. But it’s not just about their outer beauty — we’re also learning some mind-blowing secrets about the universe itself. Turns out, black holes are like the ultimate hoarders, collecting all sorts of cosmic debris and creating their own little cosmic junkyards. Who knew that black holes were such pack rats? And let’s not forget about their insatiable appetites. These cosmic beasts are constantly chowing down on anything that dares to come too close, whether it’s a stray star or a wayward planet. Talk about being hangry on a cosmic scale. But perhaps the most shocking revelation of all is that black holes might actually have a softer side. Recent images have shown what appears to be a glowing ring of fire surrounding the black hole at the center of the galaxy M87. Could it be that even these cosmic monsters have a warm, fuzzy side? Only time — and more scandalous snapshots — will tell. So buckle up, universe — the black hole paparazzi are here to stay, and we’re ready to spill all your cosmic secrets to the world. Who knew that snooping on the universe could be so much fun?

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In conclusion, the Event Horizon Telescope has given us a glimpse into the mysterious world of black holes, allowing us to play the role of cosmic paparazzi. So next time you’re feeling nosy, just remember to point your telescope towards the stars — you never know what juicy secrets they might be hiding. Just don’t forget to say “cheese”!

#space #outer space #blackhole #telescope

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the Setting

Year 2041-2044.  Hi upper east siders.  Fresh out of prison & the gossip is so juicy; I have to give it to everyone on the bus back into the city.  Upon my arrival; I expect all of the shiny bodied, know it all brainiacs, frenemies of frenemies, retail hook uppers, the bag ladies & everyone’s mother to be raving.  Since Constance’s last year of success with sports, each day of summer got hotter & hotter.  “I could not, touch the bars on my cell.”  Everyday was a celebration as the elite of the elite made everyday an ode to pollution.  Taking the focus off of world issues to inflate their egos to blimp status is simply an understatement.  Cause all of that is going to come crashing down, word with the admins proves that the golden wolf is preparing to pass out golden tickets for several golden seasons.  Will our all stars be able to retain their positions or will they bring each other down to make a dream reality.  From track stars to photo bombing & tossing cookies at pep rallies; it’s going to be the roughest year yet, leading up to the years for the next Olympics.  Our upper east siders plan on keeping it golden until & here’s your golden ticket for the front row seats.  Let the scandals replace the brawn, cause the heart made of gold is going to sink his fangs in the entirety of the upper east side.  xoxo

Knowing they don’t have to do anything, all of these teens know they have riches that can get them anything; but they want glory.  They had a childhood that was so joint, you’d be on your fourth blunt by now.  All of them that stayed in sports had natural talent in their brawn.  It was only right they stuck with it, to be able to brag about it.  Over the years, they have gotten stronger & have gotten notoriety.  Being beyond their predecessors have them looking good for the Olympics; but there’s going to be a new player brought into the mix.  A scholarship in wrestling will have him placed in the upper brackets.  A free ride with education is a bonus, but the real bonus will be in how he will shake up several teams that have been on this path of triumph since they were yay tall.  All of the girls plan on running their volleyball team, the seven originals; to the Olympics & medal in gold at least three times over three different Olympics.  The fellas want to take a wrestling team to the Olympics so they can build a life off of that that meshes with their parents business plans; to further project the family business into a higher echelon.  They don’t need it but their brains are in the right place; they will stay there until Lobo comes in & changes everything up; even for the girls.  Gearing up just got hotter, from the locker rooms to social media; no one is safe from scrutiny & maybe; some cheating will be exposed.  Maybe…

LETS READ ABOUT THESE GIRLS BEING GIRLS

Unlike the current wave of women standing up for women & fixing each others crowns; their mothers skipped over that because the dog eat dog world humans refuse to graduate from. Their mothers told them, “Keep it friendly, keep it smart, keep it careful, keep it aware & keep it thuggish. Don’t let no one take advantage of you twice. You’ll learn how good, neutral & bad others can be; so understand the definition of yes & no. For your boundaries are yours, for your vessel is yours. Now go on, I gotta hustle your father; about another trip to Milan.” Question marks on those little girls faces as they heard those words differently at such a young age. Over & over again… Because the faculty took careful measures to spread the word kind around; it kind of made this glamazon group of eighteen girls. It’s a friendship that stood the test of time but eventually; it did graduate to a frenemieship collective.

Purples, Orange & Silver / Artistries

Bleus, Magentas, Reds, Pinks & Whites / Volleys

NOT VOLLEYS / Suizi, Halriona, Jivonzhi & Iria (Besties)

the Magnificent Seven

Rocky, Bella, Raconya, Lovelie, Yiren, Alice & Criselle / This is the only friendship that’s a one hundred percent friendship out of all characters. This is the only group. These seven fell in love with volleyball at the tender ages of 4 & 5. Over time, all of them have filled the position of captain & co captain. Once making it to varsity, eighth grade time period; Rocky stayed the captain & Bella stayed the co captain. The girls voted amongst themselves & made it so by convincing the coaches that they wanted it this way. Nicole, Lissi & Arra are still on the varsity team but they are there for support. While the Magnificent Seven treat volleyball & athleticism as a lifestyle. Regardless of Rocky and her alcoholism, Bella and her sense of off the radar, Raconya and her robotics projects, Lovelie and her fanboy following, Yiren and her cosmetology obsessions, Alice and her gambling & Criselle and her street pharmacy; they hold each other accountable as if they were a round table protecting several castles. Those castles being the seven of them, their friendships hits highs & lows like any other group. But nothing so far in their lives have turned one against any of the other; for good. They are sisters from other misters & I wish you luck in breaking that. Now Gossip Girl, she won’t need any luck when she resurfaces…

Kanani VS Everyone / Kanani is a guys gal, hanging with the fellas & mostly her cousin Odin. It’s just her personality, she gravitates to guys & guys gravitate to her. She is one of the populars & all of the fellas want a piece of her. Her motivating force in life is modeling, fashion, blogging, traveling & partying. Life of the rich & famous is already hers; she just has to figure out a way to supply her own life. Outside of her trust, to a point she becomes her own celebrity. With the way she has been working her vessel already, she is the most followed on all social media platforms; versus the other populars. Now when it comes to being friendly with the girls; she is most close to the following: Mocana, Cariño, Lissi, Suizi, Lovelie & Arra. Most seen with Mocana because she has the same aspirations as her; but all of them are heavily plugged on her socials. All because they know how to be the prettiest with the angles they were given. To better her modeling potential; she has direction in her & isn’t afraid to use it. Beef comes when she some how, takes everyone’s bestie; for personal use. You know, if they’re there; she’s the queen. This butts heads with Halriona the most because Halriona is the Student Body President of her class. Halriona has Jivonzhi, the Student Body Vice President; so under her wings, Kanani can never use her beauty either. If you were to ask this student body who is the most pretty, gorgeous, beautiful, sexy & hot; it would be between Kanani, Mocana & Halriona. Kanani is the only one willing to side her morals to do just enough; to have majority of the guys in her back pocket. Halriona despises her for that because of her; ‘I’m my own woman with no help from any man’, mantra.

THEY ARE THE LARGEST GIRL GROUP

With them being the top eighteen female students of the school, they are always battling for the top spots. Same year, most high with it in their class. From the singer to the Magnificent Seven to the models to the Ballroom to the hacker to the robotress to the President to the Vice President to the journalist & to the paintress; they have the Class of 2044 looking beyond lit. Fifteen year olds, wayyyyyyyy ahead of their time like Father Time was their god father. Blessed with magical might & have been running their class from the moment of their enrollments. If I had a name for them, we will call them ‘Sweet Triggers’. Calling shots then pulling the triggers, cause why? Money talks & bullshit walks; so don’t be too amazed by them when you see them. Abuse is a word they know all too well, but a better word describes them… Intelligent. Life is an opportunity & they plan on using their luck to their fullest extent. Both parents, their connections, Constance Billard, their natural talents, their educative opportunities, looking forward to their trust funds but the most important thing is creating their own independence. Then there’s the lesson of game; guess who taught them chess? Yeah, take a real guess on the opportunist who fed them the game… ‘Georgina Sparks’, one by one; all the pretty girls Sylvester brought home, were told a very significant thing by Georgina… “Know your parents, believe your parents; but don’t be your parents. That’s not how you escape, that’s not how you own the world. Being that bitch, that’s the world.” So be prepared to pay full attention on who will fully utilize that advice…

THE REST OF THEM

Janetta / Janetta is Bronx’s twin, she is the older one. Janetta looks like their mother & Bronx looks like their father. Janetta is an aspiring recording & performing artist; vocal production, choreography & writing is what she desires the most. It’s the only way to appease her head when she isn’t enjoying the liberation of drugs. Outside of her personal desires, she plans on going into Real Estate Broking in her adulthood.

Cariño / Cariño’s aspirations deal with the Ballroom & show business. Actually has been on television already, numerous times; just dancing her vessel away. When she’s not tending to her education, she’s either with friends or at the House of Bermuda; training. Sometimes they call her Commander Cunt, she knows what she’s doing. All the time, she is building a life for the entertainment industry.

Nicole / Nicole’s aspirations deal with poetry, comedy & uniting people. A kind girl with the gift of gab; often considered a comedian at times. But she also helps Janetta, Giovanni & Quartrail with their singing. All of them stay on the jam session vibes, but Nicole often is allowed to give speeches. Her pin game is miraculous when it comes to addressing everyone. Outside of her personal desires, she plans on going into philosophy & politics.

Suizi / Suizi’s aspirations deal with information technology, marketing & video gaming. If she’s on her phone, she’s doing something illegal or gaming. All up in somebody’s business to cover all of their business or humiliating gamers around the world. It’s most ridiculous when she’s showing off to all of the fellas in the Screening Room. Her biggest spectacles are Mario Kart, Gran Turismo & Burnout. Outside of her personal desires, she plans on going into motor sports with information technology backing her.

Lissi / Lissi’s aspirations deal with artistry in the scheme of colors, sculpting, drawing, photography & most important; painting. Painting is her therapy & her learning tools. Uses it to politics, english, math, science, philosophy, sociology & religion. Every single one of her assignments are a work of art & when anyone gets assigned to work with her, they thank the high heavens. Outside of her personal desires, she plans on going into law with artistry being her backing.

Halriona / Halriona’s aspirations deal with pageantry & politics. Ever since she learned about the Student Counsil; she has followed her parents footsteps with leading her generation. As prim as she’s kept, Halriona is far more detrimental than anyone else because of her intelligence. Precisely controlling everyone around her is easy & most of the time; she doesn’t have to be vicious. Her stunning beauty is enough to get her by in life; but having that intellect makes sure that everyone will bend the knee. Outside of her usual shenanigans, Halriona wants a career with E! She’ll be heading to a college for the entertainment business.

Jivonzhi / Jivonzhi’s aspirations deal with fashion design. If she’s not paying attention, her head is in her one of a kind; highly decorated notebook for the gods. All the girls fucking love Jivonzhi, so fucking much; it’s like to the fucking fucked power. Cause she will definitely answer your morning text real quick about the colors you choose to wear today. Yet, she is Halriona’s personal slave; by her own choice, an extreme fan girl she is. Outside of her personal desires, it’s hard to determine what she wants to be when she grows up.

Iria / Iria’s aspirations deal with trying to be beyond the spitting image of her mother. Who happens to be a prominently famous, CNN correspondent, interviewer & reporter. To get like her, she plays her mother but covers the ridiculous & the scandalous scenarios of her friends. You can only guess what kind of field day Gossip Girl will have with that if she ever gets her hand on that footage. Her personal desires are etched permanently around being a fan girl to her mother.

Mocana / Mocana’s aspirations deal with being an all around model. That deals with spokes, catalog, editorial, social media, high fashion, personal fashion, runway, being an extra, commercial work & being an actress. With a multitude of beautiful friends with ravishing personalities; she learns so much. Head is completely about the High Life & that’s an ode to that Nelly Furtado song. Outside of her personal desires, her trust fund is her trust fall. When she really should be focusing on her ability to sing.

Arra / Arra’s aspirations deal with international diplomacy. She has dual citizenship, USA & Norway. Spends her academic career learning languages, politics & laws for nations on each continent. To prepare an adulthood with her family business; that deals with stream service publishing, broadcast radio, communications & marketing. In the mean time, she’s having as much fun as she can. Keeping it beautiful, volleyball support, student council support; Constance Billard support. Just don’t expect anything other than her last name, cause she loves the mirror & is an expert at using them. Understand that statement as best as you can…

#Gossip Girl #Gossip Girl Fanfiction #Female Character #Imagination Land #Oooo Weee #Girls of the World #Constance Billard

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When Did I Stop Wanting To Be President?, answered by William S Burroughs:

“Both in this life or any previous incarnations I have been able to check out, I never wanted to be President. This innate decision was confirmed when I became literate and saw the President pawing babies and spouting bullshit. I attended Los Alamos Ranch School, where they later made the atom bomb, and bombs bursting in air over Hiroshima gave proof through the night that our flag was already there. Then came the Teapot Dome scandal under President Harding, and I remember the unspeakable Gaston Means, infamous private eye and go-between in that miasma of graft, walking into a hotel room full of bourbon-drinking, cigar-smoking lobbyists and fixers, with a laundry hamper.

“Fill it up boys, and we talk business.”

I do not mean to imply that my youthful. Idealism was repelled by this spectacle. I had by then learned to take a broad general view of things. My political ambitions were simply of a humbler and less conspicuous caliber. I hoped at one time to become commissioner of sewers for St. Louis County—$300 a month, with the possibility of getting one’s shitty paws deep into a slush fund—and to this end I attended a softball game where such sinecures were assigned to the deserving and the fortunate. Everybody I met said, “Now I’m old So-and-so, running for such and such, and anything you do for me I’ll appreciate.” My boyish dreams fanned by this heady atmosphere and three mint juleps, I saw myself already in possession of the coveted post, which called for a token appearance twice a week to sign a few letters at the Old Court House; while I’m there might as well put it on the sheriff for some marijuana he has confiscated, and he’d better play ball or I will route a sewer through his front yard. And then across the street to the Court House Café for a coffee with some other lazy bastards in the same line of business, and we wallow in corruption like contented alligators.

I never wanted to be a front man like Harding or Nixon—taking the rap, shaking hands, and making speeches all day, family reunions once a year. Who in his right mind would want a job like that? As commissioner of sewers I would not be called upon to pet babies, make speeches, shake hands, have lunch with the queen; in fact, the fewer voters who knew of my existence, the better. Let kings and Presidents keep the limelight. I prefer a whiff of coal gas as the sewers rupture for miles around—I have made a deal on the piping which has bought me a $30,000 home, and there is talk in the press of sex cults and orgies carried out in the stink of what made them possible. Fluttering from the roof of my ranch-style house, over my mint and marijuana, Old Glory floats lazily in the tainted breeze.

But there were sullen mutters of revolt from the peasantry: “Is this the American way of life?” I thought so, and I didn’t want it changed, sitting there in my garden, smoking the sheriff’s reefers, coal gas on the wind sweet in my nostrils as the smell of oil to an oil man or the smell of bullshit to a cattle baron. I sure did a sweet thing with those pipes, and I’m covered, too. What I got on the Governor wouldn’t look good on the front page, would it, now? And I have my special police to deal with vandalism and sabotage, all of them handsome youths, languid and vicious as reptiles, described in the press as no more than minions, lackeys, and bodyguards to His Majesty the Sultan of Sewers.

The thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts. Then I met the gubernatorial candidate, and he looked at me as if trying to focus my image through a telescope and said, “Anything I do for you I’ll depreciate.” And I felt the dream slipping away from me, receding into the past, dim, jerky, far away—the discrete gold letters on a glass door: William S. Burroughs, Commissioner of Sanitation. Somehow I had not intersected. I was not one of them. Perhaps I was simply the wrong shape. Some of my classmates, plump, cynical, unathletic boys with narrow shoulders and broad hips, made the grade and went on to banner headlines concerning $200,000 of the taxpayers’ money and a nonexistent bridge or highway, I forget which. It was a long time ago. I have never aspired to political office since. The Sultan of Sewers lies buried in a distant 1930s softball game.

What would you do if you were in the President’s place? You would be inexorably pressured by the forces and the individuals that made you President, and by your own desire to be President in the first place; so you would wind up doing just what they all have done. It’s enough to stop any sane man from wanting to be President.”

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Kylian Mbappe: France forward says Real Madrid dream not over despite new PSG deal

Kylian Mbappe says the dream of one day playing for Real Madrid is "never over" despite opting to sign a new contract and stay at Paris St-Germain.

The France striker, 23, rejected a move to the Spanish champions at the weekend to sign a new three-year contract PSG.

However, speaking to BBC Sport's Guillem Balague on Monday, Mbappe has not ruled out a move to Real later in his career.

"You never know what can happen in the future," he said.

"I give up to think about the future, I only think about the present and the present is I signed a new contract for three years more at Paris St-Germain."

Asked if signing the contract meant the Real Madrid dream was over, Mbappe said: "Never over."

Why Mbappe chose to reject Real Madrid

'To be a great player you have to be honest'

Kylian Mbappe

Kylian Mbappe's new deal keeps him at PSG until 2025

Spain's La Liga reacted angrily to the news, calling the deal "scandalous".

Mbappe, regarded as one of the best players in the world, says he spoke to Real Madrid president Florentino Perez directly to inform him of his decision before signing the contract extension at PSG.

"It was last week I made the decision to stay," he added.

"First of all I spoke to the president of Real Madrid because I have a lot of respect for him and the club. I think it was important to say it personally that I wasn't going to go.

"To be a great player [you have] to be honest and everything was great and good because we have a good relationship."

'I've always stayed focused on the pitch'

Speculation about Mbappe's future gathered pace towards the end of the season although the forward says he never let it distract him from his duty on the pitch.

Mbappe scored 28 goals in Ligue 1 to help PSG win the title.

"I am 100% focused on my game," he said.

"I didn't have to follow [the speculation]. During the season I was focused 100% because I had individual goals and collective goals.

"It was important to stay focused on the pitch and make my decision when the season was over."

'I want to give pleasure to people'

Kylian Mbappe

Kylian Mbappe helped France win the World Cup in 2018

Mbappe, a World Cup winner with France, says he is now looking forward to playing in many more important games for his club and country.

"I have played in amazing games and important games," he said. "I played in a World Cup and won a World Cup so I am happy and I want to continue this way.

"I always want to give pleasure to people because I was young and in the stadium and I enjoyed the time when I came to watch some players and now it is my turn to give pleasure to people and to be respectful on and off the pitch.

"I try to be an example because I know a lot of young guys watch me all the time and I want to give them the best way to enjoy life, even if it is not as a football player. You have to enjoy and stay focused on the real things of life."

Staying in France key for Mbappe

Speaking earlier on Monday in a news conference, Mbappe said his decision to remain at PSG was partly based on sentimental reasons and believes there are "more wonderful chapters to write" at the club.

"Leaving my country isn't the right thing," he said.

"There is a sentimental aspect to this. It is my country.

"The ongoing project has changed as well. That has made me want to stay here because I don't think my story is over yet.

"That goes for me collectively and individually. I think there are many more wonderful chapters to write."

'We want to win the Champions League'

Kylian Mbappe celebrates with Neymar and Lionel Messi

Kylian Mbappe formed a formidable front three with Neymar and Lionel Messi last season

Mbappe started his career at Monaco before moving to PSG in 2017, initially on loan before joining permanently.

Since being at the club he has won four Ligue 1 titles and three French Cups.

Champions League success has so far eluded PSG but the club's president Nasser Al-Khelaifi believes that, with Mbappe now staying, European glory can be achieved.

"We want to create more trophies. We have won plenty so far, we want to win many more," he said.

"We want to win the Champions League. We are headed down the same path with our sporting goals."

There had been reports PSG offered Mbappe more control over sporting decisions in an effort to convince him to stay.

But the forward said his sole focus and responsibility for the club is what he can do on the pitch.

"I remain a footballer, who is part of a team, and I will not go beyond this role," added Mbappe.

"Everyone knows that last year I wanted to leave and I was convinced that it was the best choice, but the years go by and things change."

'Ligue 1 needs respect as well'

In its response to Mbappe's decision to stay at PSG, La Liga announced plans to file a complaint to Uefa as well as French and EU authorities.

As well as calling the deal "scandalous", La Liga president Javier Tebas said it "threatens the economic sustainability of European football".

But Al-Khelaifi responded: "Maybe it is a good thing if Ligue 1 is doing better than La Liga.

"La Liga isn't what it was three or four years ago. I have respect for all the clubs, but we need respect as well.

"We have the best player in the world, that's what matters to us. As for what other people are saying, that is not an issue. I am not listening to that."