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todayisafridaynight · 5 months
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seonhee and sawashiro both being associated with purple's the most evil shit in the world now who the fuck am i supposed to put in my purple card holder
#snap chats#sorry guys im one of those girlies who are super into card holders now </3 esp the ones you can customize </3#highkey i got this cause i wanted to put my school id in it so i didnt have to take my wallet out every time i needed to get in my buildin#BUT ON THE LOWEST OF KEYS I GOT IT TO BE MENTALLY ILL TOO i was obsessed watchin people journal and make cute card holders#i dont get recc'd those vids anymore but i remember watchin em an bein like MAN i wanna do that.... thats so cute..#on the real i think card holder customizing's healthy for me. it helps me learn to use things i buy LMAO#CAUSE WITH STICKERS AND THE SORT I HOARD THEM AND NEVER USE EM#and i always get buyer's guilt even if it's something small so i just think. i have to learn letting go and things not being perfect is ok#YOU BOUGHT IT SO USE IT like those ishin colognes... like the scent'll fade anyway i should use them while i can...#as much fun and therapeutic I Think as this was tho i cant imagine having a need to get another card holder... tragedy..#regardless. this card holder's really cute </3 spoilers it's a kuromi one cause i needed more purple in my room i fuckin guess#the stickers were real cute.. also there was a lil baku... hi baku <3#which leads me back to my problem. '''''''problem''''''' yeah i dont even have a printer here but when i go back to my ma's i wanna be sick#walmart lets you get photos on that GLOSSY PAPER... tempted... anyway no listen to my non problems#cause in my heart i do associate kuromi with seonhee alright it just makes sense. PLUS baku and joon-gi#COUNTERPOINT. HOWEVER. there is no image funnier than slapping a depressed middle aged man who prob has a worryin body count#into a card holder decorated with hearts and sweets and bows with a big ass heart keychain danglin off it. like cmon#big brain move is to print out one pic each of em and just swap em out every other day LOOOL#i just want an excuse to show off the card holder.. i get why people have these now this was fun and cute....#ok bye i think ive been ill enough tonight#i thought i was gonna finish another comm but ☠️ ill just do them tomorrow morning they wont take long..
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man-i-dunno · 11 months
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Biggest difference I've noticed between public and private schools in the US?
In public schools I knew the basic concept of evolution by sixth grade and was taught about it in depth in eighth grade
We learned about evolutionary paths and how all primates (humans included) stemmed from a common ancestor
We learned how all mamals were descended from one common ancestor and I remember thinking how amazing that was that species could adapt and change into new ones
But I've been told now that my sister's private school (Lutheran) is telling them that evolution is fake
In eight grade.
They are telling teenagers that evolution is fake.
In 2023
What a fucked up society
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honeybeedrabble · 5 months
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Kinktober Day 13: Size - Tutor!Miguel x AFAB!Reader 🎃
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can you tell i hate my math class this sem ?? :D
CW: unspecified age gap (reader is in college miguel is in grad school), trauma inducing stats vocabulary, piv (unprotected don’t be stupid), creampie (don’t be stupid), mean miguel, harsh grabbing, fingering (kinda), finger sucking, general size difference.
18+ MDNI
It was getting late, you and your roommates Machi and Gale having dinner with you. You huffed, slumping in the chair you sat on.
“This is such bullshit, I’ve been stuck on this problem for like half an hour already. Nothing’s clicking.” You pushed your dinner aside and looked at Gale for reassurance. She tilted her head at you with a raised brow.
“Girl, you know damn well I’m not getting it either. Just call it quits for tonight, it's not due for another two days.” She said, sipping a chilled can of coke. 
“Oh, come on. Neither of us are understanding this shit. I mean, this symbol looks like a backwards three! I miss when math used to just have numbers,” you complained, squinting at the statistics homework in front of you.
“That looks ridiculous,” Machi laughed. “Never have I been more glad to be an arts major.” She said, getting up to put her dish away. 
“If it bothers you that much, why don’t you just visit the tutoring lab? I think they’re still open.” Gale said, grabbing your dish and following Machi to the sink. 
“Really?” You asked, checking your watch. 8 pm. 
“Hey, we pay thousands of dollars in tuition, okay? If they can’t stay open or help when students need it what's the point in taking all that money from us?” Gale shrugged. You sighed, standing up from your chair. 
“Well, I guess I better get moving if I want to make it to the tutoring center before 10. Let me know if you guys need anything while I’m out.” You grabbed your keys and left the apartment after grabbing your bag and slipping your shoes back on. 
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You arrived at the building, glass doors sliding open as you walked through them, the cold air conditioning giving you goosebumps. You walked over to the sign in sheet, looking through available tutors for the next hour or so. 
“Crap…” You sighed, looking through the sheets. It seemed like you needed an appointment before hand, at least electronically. 
There was the sound of laughter down the hall, you turned your head towards the sound. There was a much larger man along with a guy who seemed about your age. You recognized the shorter individual from your statistics class. 
“Well, I’m glad we could get your problem figured out.” The tall man said, a big hand patting the younger guy's back heavily. 
“Yeah, it only took us all night.” More laughter. 
“Hey, if its due in two days all night is nothing.” The tall, tanned man said. He was massive, you could practically see his muscles bulging underneath his white buttoned shirt. His chocolate hair slicked back, a few strands messily framing his face. You were in a trance when his almost red eyes met yours. You felt your face flush. 
“U-Uh, Hey! You’re in my statistics class arent you?” You asked the shorter guy, desperately avoiding the older mans gaze. The shorter guy said your name questioningly, you nodded. 
“Yeah, thats me.” You said, clutching your bag tighter. “So… you got help with the homework?” You asked, motioning to the taller man.
“Oh yeah, this is Miguel.” He said, patting Miguels back. 
“Hi, nice to meet you.” You said, grabbing his large hand and shaking it. You felt your palms become sweatier, his hand practically enveloping yours. “I didn’t see your name under the statistics sign up sheet.” You said, voice almost trembling. 
“Well as a grad student my major is scientific research so that's why I’m not under statistics.” He said, a slight smirk across his face, his grip on your hand becoming tighter. 
“O-oh,” you said softly. 
“But I use statistics in almost everything I do, so I can help out with any problems you’ve got if you need it.” 
“Miguel’s not a bad tutor, it only took us so long to finish cause I haven’t shown up to class in weeks.” Your classmate laughed. “I’ve got to get out of here but thanks for your help, man.” He waved before walking out the sliding doors into the dark night. 
You and Miguel turned to each other, you suddenly felt very nervous. 
“So… Would you… tutor me?” You asked, rubbing your arms for warmth. 
“Well, it's not quite 10 yet and I don’t have any other sign-ups, so why not?” He shrugged, walking down the hall with you following after him. 
You two walked down the hall, reaching a small study room at the end of it. 
“This is the room I reserved for the night, so don’t worry about anyone coming in here super late and trying to steal it from us.” He said, opening it up for you to walk through. 
You walked into the room, a table with a few chairs in the center with a whiteboard behind it. It seemed fine to you as you walked in, sitting down on a chair, slightly taken aback when it rolled underneath your weight. You looked down and noticed wheels at the feet of the chair. You looked up again when you heard the door shut, Miguel locking it behind him. 
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“And that's why your z score is going to be 20.99. Does that make sense?” He asked. You were fucked. 
The whole time you were supposed to be paying attention you were completely distracted by his being. He sat next to you, his large frame practically caging you in between him and the desk. He was everywhere, and if you weren’t staring directly at the paper, you were scared you were going to faint. You nodded, eyes looking down at the problem, refusing to tear away from the mathematical mess you made. 
“Yeah…”
“Then tell me how you got it.” He said, deep voice rumbling in his big chest. 
“Well, first you uh…” You circled a random number in the world problem then looked up at him with helpless eyes. He raised a brow. 
“You start with the standard deviation?” He asked, clearly unamused. 
“Well… You definitely use it somewhere…” You said half joking. Miguel was still unamused. He sighed deeply, throwing his head into his hand. 
“I’ll explain it one more time, okay?” He said, grabbing the pencil from your hand. His hand brushed against yours and held your pencil as if it were a toothpick to him. “So, we’ve identified the mew, right?” He asked, underlining the foreign symbol. 
“Yeah…” You said, asking yourself what the fuck is a mew? 
You were determined to stay focused but that man made it difficult. You turned to look at him while his eyes were fixed onto the paper, scribbling out equations and typing into your calculator- which he also made look puny in his grasp. You watched him as he spoke, the way his soft lips moved as he talked, revealing sharp canines every now and then between words. You felt your face flush, entranced by his presence. You eyed his large shoulders, following them down to his massive arms. You looked back up at his face, admiring his features while he was so deep in thought. He looked down at you.
“So now we just divide and… hey?” he said almost harshly. “Are you paying attention?” He asked in a snarky tone. You felt your face drop. 
“I… um…”
“Distracted again?” He tossed the pencil onto the surface of the table, muscular arms crossing as he almost glared at you. 
“I’m sorry.” You felt exhausted, covering your face with your hands in defeat. You felt like crying. 
“Maybe if you weren’t so focused on undressing me with your eyes and more focused on these problems, you’d understand this shit by now.” He grunted. You stilled, face buried deep into your palms before you peered at him through between your fingertips. 
“W…What?” You asked, looking at his almost red eyes. 
“I said what I said.” Miguel's voice was low, he grabbed your seat and pulled it towards him, the wheels moving you with ease. You felt your core tighten, as your face continued to burn hot, regardless of the air conditioning. 
Miguel's eyes practically violated you, staring deep past your own and into your soul before looking you up and down, clearly enjoying how you cowered. 
“That pretty little head not used to thinking this hard?” he asked low in your ear. You shuddered, hairs on the back of your neck standing at attention. “Pathetic.”
He grabbed your waist with his large hands, daring to crush you between his palms. He slowly stood up from his chair, face inches away from yours. You took that as invitation enough and crashed your lips into his, those soft lips felt even better than you imagined, a whimper escaping your lips as his grip increased. He pulled you off of the chair and slammed you onto the table, papers flying and pens scattering around you. You let out a grunt as the air escaped your lungs from the impact. 
“I’m taking time out of my night to try and teach you this shit and you can't even meet me halfway and try to learn it?” He huffs yanking down your frumpy sweats to your ankles. You kicked them off, laying on the table in your tight shirt and panties. 
“I-I’m sorry, you're just so-” he cut you off with two thick fingers plunging into your mouth, you gagged when they hit the back of your throat. He smirked, watching you drag your tongue around the knuckles of his fingers. 
“That ought to shut you up.” He ran a finger from his other hand to your clothed cunt, you moaned around his thick digits when he caressed your clit. Your hips moved on their own accord, grinding against his large hand. “Would you look at that? I didn’t know they accepted whores into this school.” Miguel hummed, voice smooth like honey and deep like an ocean. 
His single finger moved to where your pussy and thigh met, yanking aside your black cotton panties to reveal your wet cunt, which clenched around nothing at the sudden cold air. 
“Jesus… I bet you were thinking about this all night, huh?” Miguel teased, the calloused tip of his finger just barely grazing along your seeping hole, spreading the warm slick higher and higher up your folds until he could smear it along your sensitive bud, eliciting another moan from behind his drooly fingers. 
“Needy, aren’t we?” Miguel withdrew his fingers from your mouth while his other hand unzipped his dress pants, the metal of his belt buckle clanking together as he pulled it out of its loops. The belt hit the floor with a small thud and with his drool-soaked fingers he freed his massive cock and ran the slippery fingers up and down his shaft. 
Miguel tore your underwear off of you, as if it was like taking a sticker off a piece of fruit. You felt yourself drip down your thighs, unsure whether or not it was okay to touch yourself while watching this Greek god of a man pleasure himself with your spit, watching your tense cunt beg him to stuff it. 
“Like what you see?” He asked, slipping his finger into his mouth and moaning long and deep when he tasted your sweet slick on his tongue. You nodded vigorously, grabbing one of your tits to entice him even further. “Why don’t you take that off while we’re ahead?” 
You quickly tossed off your shirt and bra, completely naked on the desk. Miguel softly laughed, watching how nicely you obeyed him. 
“You're too easy, y’know that?” With a few more pumps to his shaft, he harshly grabbed one of your thighs and spread your legs even further, admiring your wet pussy. 
The moan you two let out when he put his cock inside of you could've been heard by the whole building if it hadn't been well past 10 pm and everyone had gone for the day. His girthy member dared to split you in half, the sheer size of him was far too much to handle, especially all at one. We watched with pleasure as your breathy moans turned into agonized whimpers the further he drove into you. When he had finally gone balls deep inside of you, there was an obvious cock bulge deep inside of you as he stretched out your pussy wonderfully. 
“M-Miguel…” You sighed, a bead of sweat rolling down your temple. 
“Oh, so this can keep your attention but me slaving away on your homework can’t?” He smugly asked, pulling out before slamming into you with a grunt. You wailed, scratching the hard surface of the desk underneath you, crumpling stray pieces of scratch paper into your palm while arching your back. 
Miguel started at a rough pace, making room out of your tight pussy for his intimidating cock, juices slicking the shaft of his member, and sounds of your wet pussy gushing paired with the creaking of the table filled the room, moans, and mewls adding to euphonious music of your fucking. 
“So fucking tight… so fucking tiny… I bet I could fold you like a pretzel,” He said amusingly, grabbing the backs of your thighs and pushing the fronts of them against your chest. You cried out loud, new depth being explored by his commanding dick while he used you for his pleasure. 
With his massive hands, he spread his fingers out, his thumbs on the backs of your thighs and his four fingers on the small of your back, grabbing onto you so he could bring you up and down on his deep thrusts. 
You were seeing stars at this point, scared your arousal would drip onto your homework papers and soil all the progress you’ve made. But it didn’t matter anymore when you threw your head back onto the table and shook in his hands, pussy clenching around his meaty cock and milking him for his own cum. 
“Ngh- What did I say? Easy…” He moaned, thrusting inside of you a few more times before he shot a huge load inside of your tiny pussy, cum leaking out between where your sexes met and rolling down your asscheeks. 
You lay there on the table, shaking like a leaf in the wind. Miguel watched entranced as your shared cum leaked out of you, finger fucking it back inside of you, wondering if it he could stuff it all back in. He quickly realized your overstimulated cunt couldn’t take it as tears welled in your eyes. 
“Sorry,” He said, removing his fingers. “Now uh… where were we?” He picked up the page of work, then his face dropped, looking at the splotch of cum that had spilled out on accident. 
“On second thoughts… you might want to turn this in online.”
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wystericwoes · 5 months
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“Pretty boy”
Inumaki Toge x reader
Fluff
Warnings: slight cursing
"You just don't understand Maki!"
You dramatically entered your room, putting your belongings on the floor and tossing yourself on the bed as she rested her weapon against the wall, crossing her arms and raising a suspicious brow at you.
You stared up at your dismal ceiling. Letting out a long sigh.
"He's just so pretty."
She observed you curiously as you thrashed around your bed.
"Maybe if you finally talked to him rather than hoping he'll magically become a mind reader-"
You tossed a pillow at her which she easily caught.
"I don't want him to become a mind reader, I just want him to like me and tell me!"
"But without him knowing you like him first? Yeah, because expecting him to make the first move is always the best thing to do.”
she adjusted her glasses and tossed the pillow back to you which you roughly caught and placed back.
You leaned against the wall and pulled your legs up to yourself, resting your chin on your knees.
"You don't get it, if I confess and he doesn't like me, I lose him."
"You're not going to 'lose him' from a confession. It takes more than that to scare him away sadly. We're all stuck together after all."
"Exactly!" You sat upright.
Maki rolled her eyes as you rambled.
"He'll get sick of me, having to see my face in class every day, every mission, all the time."
"You're so dramatic."
You pulled your phone, zooming in on a picture you snuck of him during training. He was looking off, his long eyelashes and smooth locks gracing his face like a goddamn angel.
"Its not fair!"
You set your phone aside so you could slam your face into your pillows and let out a muffled scream.
"Why can someone be so damn pretty? It shouldn’t be allowed!”
You huffed as you recalled his smooth skin and sharp features. Soft hair and gentle smiles.
You put your hands on your face and rolled over to your side facing the wall on your bed.
“You’re obsessed with him.. get a grip.”
Maki rolled her eyes placing a sassy hand on her hip with an annoyed expression.
“You wouldn’t get it. You’ve never had boy problems.”
Her jaw ticked.
“Id hardly call it boy problems if it’s just you sitting in bed thinking about him.”
You threw a pillow again, which she threw back again.
You caught the pillow and pulled it into yourself, hugging it tightly.
“You don’t gotta say it like that!”
You sat upright and whined.
“I just wanna hold his face and kiss it!”
You roughly imitated the motions of what you were saying and made a dramatic kissy face.
“And he kept smiling at me all day, with those big stupid pretty eyes! It’s like he knows what he’s doing.”
“Yeah you don’t sound creepy at allll.”
She said sarcastically.
“It’s not creepy! It’s honest. It’s not like it’s my fault he’s got those stupid pretty lashes and that stupid silky hair and that stupid smooth skin!!”
“If you’re just gonna talk about Inumaki then I’m leaving.”
She turned around and began making paces out the door before you yelled at her to come back.
“Okay sorry!”
“Thank you.”
She made her way through your room and sat in your chair legs crossed facing the bed. You two sat in silence as she began pulling out her books and setting them on your desk to begin your nightly ritual of studying next to eachother. But she abruptly stopped her movements when you let out a long and hearty sigh, making her let a sigh of her own.
“Do you just want me to talk to him?”
“No! Thats 100 times worse.”
“Then get it over with yourself so he can at least reject you and you can move on already.”
“It’s different with him!”
“You’re absolutely delusional. We’re not in elementary school anymore, we communicate our issues like adults.”
You hated to admit that she was right. At this rate with your feelings, you would either drive yourself mad not knowing If he felt the same or if he didn’t. But Is it really better to be rejected than to never know at all? You silently weighed your options.
Maki opened a pencil case and pulled out a ballpoint pen, clicking the end as she started to write. The rhythmic sounds of it began to lull you into a daydream as you fantasized about him again.
Closing your eyes and succumbing to your own fantasies maki took it upon herself to take action. Because as much as she valued you as a friend, if she had to what about your fanatical little crush one more time- she’d lose it.
A few minutes had passed as you remained unmoving.
“Y/n?”
She whispered.
Asleep.
She chuckled to herself as she carefully grabbed your phone Off the bed typed in your passcode, opening up recent messages.
>Toge Inumaki 🩵
>Nobara Kugisaki
>Gojo-Sensei
She cringed to herself as she clicked on Inumakis name and the heart.
Y/n: Hey Inumaki, sorry to bother you. Are you free to hang out soon?
Maki set down the phone content with her text. Not expecting the phone to ding seconds later.
Inumaki: Hang out?
Y/n: Yeah, is that okay?”
Inumaki: ofc it’s okay lol I just don’t know you wanted to hang out with me
Y/n: well ofc! I really like being with you.
She watched as the three dots popped up, anticipating his response.
Inumaki: As long as you’re sure you wanna. Just us?
Maki cringed as her fingers hit the keypad and typed the response.
Y/n: Yeah. I wanna be alone with you :) If you’re okay with that.
Maki looked up from the screen to check that you were still asleep, confident you were since you were even drooling a little- she went back to work.
Inumaki: sounds good, what about the movies tonight?
Tonight?? Maki bit her nail as she looked back from the phone to you back to the phone.
Y/n: sounds great! Text me the deets and I’ll be there.
She got up and tapped your shoulder until you stirred awake.
“Hey! Wake up.”
You pushed her hand away as your eyes slowly rose. Maki shoved your phone in your face.
“I got you a date.”
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trashydez · 2 years
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its funny how i often say ill go back to the merlin fandom and continue running the fanblog but then instantly dip the next day lmfao
#personal#cw vent#vent#trigger warning#vent post#i havent gained any new interests and its annoying#all i know now is stress from knowing i have pt3 (basically a big exam for form 3’s as like a recap from form 1-3)#like bro kementerian wtf? why#we have barely been in school learning properly for two years and suddenly pt3???#not to mention my history and malay teacher are shit and an absentee (respectively)#like damn all i know now is obsessing over my body#hating myself#my anger issues#and the pressure i put on MYSELF to get a good grade for pt3 even tho absolutely NO ONE expects or is pressuring me to do good at it#cuz my smartass brother (lovely person. absolutely no hate to him) is so smart and good at things and i want to make my parents happy cuz#and he got such a good grade for pt3 that i want to do that too#thats the least i can do with the amount of problems and hurt i cause them literally everyday#but i know i cant do good at it cuz i can barely even remember to do basic tasks or focus in class whether i try to or not#but the shame of failing freaks me out so much that i want to aim for it anyway#oh the urge to block everyone out of my life#oh the urge#tmi#its not fair my batch was the last batch to do upsr too (exam after year 1-6. basically the big exam before secondary school)#cuz afterwards was covid#so just#god im so frustrated and angry all the time#and also i got contact lenses cuz i was stupid enough to switch seats with someone and ended up in an incredibly inconvenient seat for my#blind ass who refuses to wear glasses cuz they look like shit on me#so now thats a thing too
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cassanderasblog · 1 year
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Yandere! Siyun baek x reader x yandere!jeongmin Choi
Warning: kidnapping , murder , blood , gore and mature content
Author's note: Ok I love the manhwa dreaming freedom very much , more likely the new chapters and I was meant to write this one from a long time ago so here it is... Enjoy^^
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You were very beautiful and by beautiful it doesn't only meant for your looks but also by heart. You were very kind. What people call "angel types". You were transferred student who was transferred in this very college. At first when you heard about Juhyeon aka the queen bee and meet her, you were sure her kindness was not real.
And how do you know that??? As you have heard the proverb" most beautiful smile hides the most painful scars" it was true on you. From the second you were born you were seen as a unwanted thing . First your parents never wanted a girl. Being the only daughter of the famous businessman comes with a big price. Father not liking you and your alcohol addict mother having no time for you was something you got used to.
No friends at school was not uncommon for you. Even if you never talked to other much "she is rude because her parents are rich " comments about you, were not unheard to you. when you started to get comfortable with this life of yours your parents died in an accident. After their death you paternal uncle adopted you.
You thought may be your old ,loveless life had came to an end but it had gotten even worse. The physical abuse and starving had broken you down so much that you so many times tried to end your life but a certain girl saved it every time . You two were not friends you two just meet one or two weeks ago in the park where she was with her friends.
You still remember her black hair and beautiful smile. But you never got her name. She left the city for her heigher studies. On your 16th birthday you were surprised when your aunt asked you to not go to school . You were flabbergasted why is everyone acting so lovingly?? But then in the evening you found out they wanted to get you sign on you father's company papers.
Like the last resort it was... You ran away with the papers. And got settled in this city and as pretty as you were you got a part time modelling job. It paid great and you were now free. You were happy away from you uncle's family. But you happiness was short lived.
Here at the school you meet a girl named Jeongmin. She reminded you a lot of the girl who saved your life. You became friends with her. You hated Juhyeon very much but good for you all the hardships you had seen had made you a good actor.
When ever Juhyeon did anything to attack you or your reputation you showed her the victim card and get others sympathy. At a point people started to get irritated of her and stopped giving her attention. And thats how you saved yourself and Jeongmin from her.
You two started to hang out a lot . From giving her surprise birthday party to late night study session to sleep over you two were always together . At some point you had seen her blushing at you slightest touch and praises as if she wanted you attention.
And thats where it had gone all wrong. your uncle found you and came searching for you. So you thought you needed to leave the place so you called Jeongmin at night at this cafe.  She didn't came alone. And you were relieved that she doesn't. First you thought it was her brother but when she introduced him as her boyfriend you were dumbstruck and hurt.
Not because that she had such a handsome boyfriend but that even after knowing each other deeply she never told you. But it doesn't matter now . You smiled weakly to yourself which both of them noticed. But they didn't said anything. Then you told everything about your past and how now he had found you and you are leaving this city one day after tomorrow.
You told her that you know it's not her problem and you could've disappeared without telling her. but as it was Christmas  day after tomorrow and you two made a lot of plans you wanted to say sorry to her.
With that you left them both broken there ;you said good night and left. Jeongmin never cried so much as that day leaving Siyun baek very worried.
He had seen you before . You were a modelling department in the same company he was in. At first you were very annoying to him but later he noticed in your eyes had not ulter motives.
You always were friendly to him. He almost forgot about you after meeting Jeongmin but after she started talking about you to him he laughed inside his head very much. It's a small world after all.They  both liked you very much and had talked about adding you as the third partner in their relationship. You were the missing piece they needed. The love the attention they needed. Only you could have provided it.
They made plan to propose you on the Christmas. But you were leaving them on the same day ... Jeongmin was sleeping after crying so much. Siyun baek looked at her and left to meet you. You are not going anywhere. And specially not away from them. And anyone who will try to take you away will die.
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You were packing your thing when you heared Something shattering in the balcony you got there to check what it was. One of the flowerpot had fell to the ground from the plant rack. As soon as you turned around to return a wet cloth was put on your nose. You struggled to push the person away but the person was alot stronger than you resulting you in getting unconscious.
You woke up in a confied space with your hands tied ,mouth gaged and you blindfolded. You tried to move only to collide with the surface of what it felt like box. You have heard people smuggling people to other countries to sold them as sex slaves are you getting sold??
And then you felt the box opening. The cool air hitting you sweat bathed body. And the light penetrating the thin layer of the blindfold. You heard a familiar gasping sound. It felt a lot like of Jeongmin??? Was she kidnapped too?? Was she here too??
And the blind fold was taken off.
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Siyun baek dragged her to his apartment saying he had a gift for her. Even after her asking many times that Christmas is tomorrow he ignored her . Smiling and hopping all the way home he welcomed her into his apartment. Inside there was a big box decorated with ribbons right in front of her.
Whats in it?? What did he brought?? As if Siyun understood he pushed her near the box asking her to unbox it. And as soon as she opened it she never was more happy than this. It was you sitting there all drenched in sweat blindfolded and gag between your pretty red painted lips. You looked so precious in this little Santa onepiece.
Making soft noises trying to understand what's happening. She looked at Siyun who was blushing like a teenage boy seeing his crush and smiling like a maniac. He pulled the blindfold off your eyes . And they both got dumbstruck seeing your beautiful e/c eyes filled with tears . And then  you fainted.
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You woke up  without you hand tied and mouth gaged. You thought it was a dream. But when you looked at yourself you saw youself wearing the same Santa dress. You tried wiggle around only to stop in tracks after hearing his voice.
" Dove don't tempt me this much. As you know I'm trying my best to stop the little monster beneath you from ruining you . "
And thats when you noticed you were sitting on Jeongmin's boyfriend's lap. And as you tried saying anything the door opened showing your best friend. She as soon as saw you ran to you kissing your face and neck mumbling sorry that she was not here when you woke up.
You realised that maybe you were not gagaed or tied but you were chain to the bed by you leg . You couldn't said anything and started crying saying only the word
" why??".
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They stayed with you the whole day and you all were watching new with Siyun hugging you on his lap and Jeongmin resting on your lap when you saw this news.
" A man had found dead in an apartment on Xxxx-xxxx street . It is said that the person was seen searching for his adopted daughter who lives there . But after a day when in the morning the landlord got there they saw the dead body of the man. The man was stabbed multiple time and then strangled to death with his body displayed near the front door."
One second isn't it your apartment?? Is he your uncle?? The face was badly distroted but you can still identify him. You were shocked sitting ther when you felt Siyun kissing your neck.
"Do you like my present for you my beautiful dove??? Now you will never have to worry about him nor you have to leave this place."
"We are going to be together forever."
You heard and looked at Jeongmin on your lap smiling while saying that nuzzling into your tummy.
"You know it is the best Christmas for both of us all because of you "
And with that Siyun pulled you for a heated kiss.
You don't know if it was because of your past or your insecurities of present but you felt safe with them. 
Maybe others will not call this freedom but you liked the taste of this chained freedom. You liked the fact that now you too have someone you could cry to or someone you could love without getting backstabbed.
It shocked both of them when you kissed Siyun back with equal passion. Siyun smriked in the kiss while Jeongmin started to kiss your neck.
They both were not mentally normal just like you. And they were just as broken as you.
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dad!matt or dad!chris u choose :)
DONT EVEN LET ME TELL U BC LEMME TELL U, matt is a girl dad. like yeahhh ig i could see him with boys but think of tough matt with little princesses who dress him up for tea parties 🥹
when they're babies, he always takes pictures whenever u dress them up in cute lil fits with matching head accessories.
he gets really angry whenever nick or chris (more chris tho) swear infront of his kids !!! they could both be babies, however, what if thats their first word?? "shit, they're so cute." chris grins, tickling them lightly. matt smacks his arm aggressively "ow!"
pretends to fight them LMAOO one of your girls is really tired but refuses to go to sleep, so you pull out the big guns, your husband. u guys know how he always has beef with the camera? 😭😭 he swings (much more cautiously) at the chunky baby and when she jabs his shoulder, he winces dramatically in pain. this tires her out and she eventually falls asleep right next to her daddy
they won't stop crying one night, you're on the verge of breaking down with them and matt gets out of bed, walks over to the crib, picks both of them up (their sobbing winds down a bit), and kisses your lips. "i'll be back in a few. get some sleep sweetheart." and walks out of the room
you didnt wake up all night. and like your husband promised, he was right next to you in bed, snoring softly.
he has a hard time saying no for sure. its sunday and the kids have school tomorrow but they wanna go out. "daddy can we go to the park?" he shakes his head, "dinner's soon, baby, maybe next weekend" both of your girls pout and shrug without arguing, but still, he gives in
pushes them to be social. he'll be at the store and ask one of them to ask someone where the tripods are or something. she does it without a problem because matt's teaching them that they don't have to be afraid like he was
now in their pre-teens, they're starting to explore the world of beauty. "daddy." one taps his shoulder while he's on facetime with nick on the couch. "can you ask mommy if i can use some of her makeup?" she played with her fingers impatiently. he raises a brow. "you don't wanna ask her?" she shakes her head. "she might say no to me, but she'll say yes to you."
he chuckles lightly, "baby, why would she say no to you?" she shrugs. "i dunno." her answer made herself realize that there's no reason not to ask. she nods to herself, skipping away to find you
one night, you're braiding their soft hair while humming a song you three like. they sing the words aloud, causing you to giggle and begin singing with them. it's a really girly song by the way, so when matt stumbles into the room and the girls plead him to sing along to 'call me maybe', he looks at you. you grin and he mocks you before joining in
you think your girls are very mature teenagers. they're both 16 and have already had the talk about sex, drugs, violence, etc. knowing this, you're in shock when one night, you and matt are getting it on in the bedroom (you guys made sure to lock the door dw), you thought you were being quiet, but were proven wrong when you hear both of them giggling to themselves. matt hears this too and pauses alltogether. you whine quietly before he whispers "shh" and looks at the door. "go to sleep!" he yells, hearing them run away laughing. he gets right back to work when hes done, pretending that never happened LOL
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nqmonarch · 1 month
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Valentines Day w/ HSR Characters!
Doing Calc homework and am very stressed, i can feel it everywhere in my body. the math is just not mathing mentally today (i looked at trigonometric identities today so maybe thats why)
Just writing out some messy ideas to take a break
Btw if u sent in a request and I haven't answered it yet I am working on it thank you for your uh question ask thingy i appreciate it, i like to know what people like to read bcus tbh i like to write anything altho jingyuan gets like +10 points cus he fluffy
Valentines Day With Some HSR Characters (Jing Yuan, Blade, Dan Heng, Stelle)
Jing Yuan
Jing Yuan is old school romantic. You cannot tell me he wouldn't arrive home with a big bouquet of roses (does HSR even have roses?) and 20 other gifts, including but not limiting to boxes of chocolate, teddy bears, and at least one gag gift. There's gotta be at least one, he'd make a dad joke out of it too.
Then he'd reserve one of the best restaurants on the Luofu and bring you there. He'd probably have booked a private room, thank goodness because no one wants to hear the general continuously compliment you until you're a puddle on the floor. What he is best at is attacks. But if he gets a compliment in return he'll freeze up for a moment before playfully returning it.
Jing Yuan doesn't put on his normal coy facade today, instead he just embraces how much he loves you because he's happy to still have you in his life.
Blade
Blade does not know it's Valentine's Day. It's not his fault, cut him some slack. Anyway Kafka probably reminds him that it's Valentine's Day about half way through the day to which he goes into a silent panic. You can't tell he's panicking he's just staring at the wall with a blank face, he actually looks like he wants to murder someone.
The two of you end up celebrating though! He... pulls something together, it really is something. Sure he smells like blood and the waiters are scared, and taking over this restaurant for a Valentine's Day dinner was definitely not in the script but... It could be worse. He's trying his best, really.
Afterwards you and Blade share lots of cuddles! Something he's pretty good at! Holding you just tight enough, and keeping you close to his side-- you just won't be able to get up if you want to get water or anything. He doesn't say too much but you can feel the love in each caress.
Dan Heng
Dan Heng doesn't really like going out, why would he when all he needs is right by his side? So the two of you stay on the express in the archives. What matters isn't where you are but the company. He'd probably get you a few trinkets from different places he's collected over the years, a necklace, a sick looking compass, whatever fits your vibe.
Dan Heng would probably also write you a love poem, and make you read it or awkwardly recite it in front of you. If you read it out loud though he will get unbelievably embarrassed and snatch it away from you. He'd give it back but he'd take some coaxing, be nice okay? His face is already red.
Then when the night draws to a close the two of you would curl up together on that sorry excuse of what he calls a bed. The majority of your body would be on Dan Heng's using him as a pillow, and his arms would be wrapped around your body keeping you still and warm.
Dan Heng's bed is not it man. Personally, I'd get back problems.
Stelle
"You are the one who deserves the golden trash the most," Truly romantic words from Stelle as she hands you a golden trashbag. That is just the first of the gifts she gives you tonight, and the one that's most valuable to her. It's the thought that counts right? You still have no idea what she's talking about when she mentions fighting Sampo as a trashcan...
The two of you spend a romantic night together, walking down the quiet streets of Belobog, and-- did Stelle just investigate a trashcan again? You should be used to this. On the bright side, every time she gets something cool she comes up to you with the biggest smile on her face, it's beyond adorable. Sometimes the trashcans even have good stuff, like a scarf Stelle lets you wear that thankfully doesn't smell like trash.
It's just good to spend time with the person you love. She spends her time catching you up on everything new from her adventures, and when it's too cold to stay out any longer the two of you head to the Astral Express. Where you shower together and then doze off on one of the Express' couch cushions while playing games. Your head rests against Stelle's reminding you, you're never alone.
Okay I need to get back to homework, fun break thanks guys. Imagine being alone on Valentines Day couldn't be me, I have my Calc Homework. It told me I was integral to it <3 legit peak partner material.
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amomentsescape · 2 months
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Hey, in a school play thats coming up in a few months and just got back from practice. Feeling super exhausted and under pressure cause I might have to miss a dress rehearsal for an important field trip and I dont want the teacher to be disappointed be like "oh my God that upping bitch ditched the 2nd dress rehearsal to go on some stupid field trip" (leaving this is an almost unreadable color so if it gets made I dont have to see that part and feel anxious again) so can I request slashers with a significant other in that situation and they support them all through it, the anxiety, lines, and coming home super exhausted and feeling discouraged all leading up to the play? Cause its still somthing they're determined and wanna do? Thanks in advance if you decide to write this then ill be rereading it till the play is over and maybe after it. Its probably dumb my feelings about it all seem stupid but I'm nerodivergent and things are just extra for me then most people.
Slashers with Overwhelmed! Reader That's in a School Play
Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, Bo, & Lester
A/N: Hey, your feelings are very much valid no matter the situation! Thank you for sending in your request, and I hope you find some rest soon <3
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Freddy Krueger
He's grown a bit concerned over the past couple of weeks
Seeing you show up in his world with that exhausted look on your face wasn't something he liked to see
Has listened to you rant about the situation while he just held you
But he's also been there to keep you going even when you thought about giving up
If you need help with lines and preparing, he's happy to be of assistance!
Can literally morph the world into a stage for you
Anything that makes you feel a little more at ease is worth it
And he'll happily keep you in his world for however long you desire
Something about being with him helps you get the rest you've so desperately needed recently
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Michael Myers
He honestly doesn't understand what the big deal is at first
You're stressed from the busy schedule? Then quit the play
But once you express how important it is to you and why you want to stick with it, he takes a little pity on you
Doesn't really help with lines or anything
But whenever you need some alone time, Michael is happy to oblige
If you need to rant, Michael is willing to lend an ear
It might not look like he's listening, but he is
He has offered to "get rid" of your problem a few times
Which you quickly said no to
Overall, he may not be the most supportive person to go to, but he does his best to be there for you in his own way
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Jason Voorhees
Jason has already gotten used to the routine now
In fact, whenever you come home, he already has a fluffy blanket laid out on the couch for you along with a warm beverage
Forces you to take at least 5 minutes to sit down and chill
Even if you protest, Jason refuses to let you jump straight into more work
If you're feeling particularly anxious, he's more than happy to hold you or just sit beside you and rub your back
He's happy to help you with anything you need too
He's not the best at giving lines since he's not much of a talker...
But he's very good at following along with your script and giving you a nod if you memorized something correctly
He cares a lot about your wellbeing, so whatever will help you out is what Jason wants to do
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Thomas Hewitt
He's also become a bit worried about you recently
He just hates seeing you look so worn out all of the time
Happily makes you dinner and snacks when you get home since he knows you appreciate not having to do it all yourself
He'll also run you a warm bath on evenings when you are particularly stressed out
He admires your dedication for sure, he just doesn't want you to burn out
Will not let you stay up late either
The moment it's bedtime, he makes you go to bed
It doesn't matter if you protest or not
He knows rest is important, and he'll happily lie right on top of you to make sure you don't get up from the mattress
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Bubba Sawyer
Every time you come home looking worried, Bubba is all over you
He's hugging you, holding your hand, and even following you around like a puppy the whole night
He hates seeing you as anything but happy
Will do crazy charades and dances to get you to smile
He's also been stalking up on a lot of your favorite snacks and candies so that you always have something for a little more energy
He also cares a lot about you getting enough rest too
If you ever try to pull an all-nighter or stay up late in order to practice your lines, Bubba is right there with you
And seeing him forcing himself to stay awake just ends up guilting you into finally going to bed
He may seem innocent, but Bubba knows how to persuade you when he deems necessary
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Brahms Heelshire
Brahms also recommends just quitting the play at first
It seems to be stressing you out too much, and he hates spending so much time away from you
But when you tell him that this is all important to you, he gives in
He'll (begrudgingly) go through lines with you and help you memorize them
Reassures you that everything will be fine and work out
Is happy to give you as many cuddles and kisses as you want in order to help you feel better
He still expects you to follow the rules list
But he's willing to be fairly lenient if you really need it
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Norman Bates
He's very sweet and understanding about the whole situation
Doesn't even question why you're still doing everything even with all the stress
Meets you at the door each night and grabs your things, putting them aside
Has dinner already prepared for you
And he's happy to help you with lines or anything else you need!
He's actually the one who offered
If he sees that you're feeling extra stressed, he urges you to tell him what you're thinking
He refuses to let you bottle up your worries
He always responds with reassurances or advice depending on what you want
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Billy Loomis
Believe it or not but Billy has had a little experience in theatre back in his day
He's a heartthrob; he always got cast in good roles
He's actually good at acting too and makes learning your lines feel a lot more legit
Even helps you with the delivery of the lines as well
He waits for you to come to him if you need anything
Advice, cuddles, questions, you name it
If you need it, just ask, and he'll be happy to supply
If anyone gives you a particularly hard time, Billy will go have a "talk" with them
Don't worry, he won't kill anyone
Well, unless you ask
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Stu Macher
Stu somehow always makes a stressful situation better
If you need help with lines, he'll go all out
Will throw on random clothes and grab just about anything to use as a prop
Delivers his lines with such charisma that you'd think he was Shakespeare
He pushes you to take frequent breaks when you can
A nice walk outside, a little TV sesh, or even going to get some ice cream real quick are all frequent suggestions made by Stu
He admires your passion for what you're doing, he just doesn't want you to push yourself too hard
Every night while in bed, he's there whispering reassurances to you and telling you how proud he is for what you're doing
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Vincent Sinclair
Vincent really wants to help, he just doesn't know how
But the moment you ask anything of him, he'll jump on it immediately
Brings you water and food frequently while you're busy
And on overwhelming days, he already has your bags and meals prepped for you so you can just head right out the door
Makes sure you're asleep every night before he'll even let himself rest
He also offers a lot of physical reassurance too if you need it
His hand on top of yours, gentle back rubs, and long hugs are all done if you initiate them
He really focuses on taking care of you and making sure you're not exhausting yourself too much
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Bo Sinclair
It honestly pisses him off
You coming home each night feeling anxious and looking so tired makes Bo angry at your school
Would really love to invite your teacher over to have a "talk" about everything
But he knows you'd never allow that
Will help you with lines if you insist
He's not very good at it, but the sentiment is there
His help is really focused on the practical
He makes sure you eat dinner, drink enough water, get enough sleep, etc.
He's not much of a cuddler, but that definitely changes when you're going through a tough time
He's very much looking forward to when the play is finally done
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Lester Sinclair
He always gives you lots of compliments
"You're such a hard-worker" "I know you're gonna do great" "It'll be all worth it"
Will give you a ride to wherever you need to go whenever you need to get there
Will spoil you quite a bit during this time too
Multiple bags of snacks, new comfy clothes, late night drives around the town, etc.
Whatever he can do to make you feel better, he wants to do it
He worries a lot about you though
So there will be a few times when you're the one needing to reassure him that you're alright
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xumoonhao · 8 months
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there really are So Many horrible things about newjeans, but the worst thing about their group really is that they really arent about the music. they will Never be about the music. its not as if the girls are once in a generation vocalists, or that their music is incredible and breaking new ground on what pop music can be, or that theyre empowering a younger generation but here's the thing about that; even in the hypothetical world that all those things WERE true i would still think that the group should not exist. the kpop industry - like EVERY music industry on the planet - is exploitative. there are no two ways around it, and while it is a bad enough environment for adults to be, it is Disgusting for children to be in, but ESPECIALLY children who are in a group that was solely made to pander towards and older audience; i.e., adults. their music is not for people their age; it just isnt. all groups have their target audience; newjeans target audience is, without a doubt, adults, and more specifically adult men. that would be a problem for any group of young women, but the fact that they are so young just makes it so much worse. and its not the girls fault; of course its not. its the fault of the people who debuted them; who write their music; who make their styling decisions; who choreograph their dances; who at no fucking point have a single one of these girls best-interest at heart. all they care about is exploiting these very young girls to make a profit and to create a fanbase that has absolutely no qualms about their age; to the fans who have supported newjeans since the beginning, their age is the sole reason to like them. its sickening and it should not be happening but it will continue to bc the people who support them will always be louder than the people criticizing them bc theyre buffered by people who, while they might not follow newjeans, dont see their group as big of a problem as they should. for some reason, when groups like this exist, there are not only outright supporters, but people playing devils advocate and saying 'hey, why SHOULDNT they be a group? theres nothing explicitly wrong with them!' even though there is. there are MULTIPLE things wrong with newjeans as a kpop group. those girls should be nowhere near that industry, and yet theyre in the middle of it. only one member is old enough to be out of highschool; some are barely old enough to be IN high school. thats a fucking problem, and i dont know why some people have such a hard time seeing that.
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ginneko0 · 1 year
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Little request
Warning: gn Reader got in accident and for a while can't use hands properly. But the love their hair and want to get it wash properly... Thats all. Use of hair wash basin. And Masterlist...
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You have no idea what got into you that you asked this person to help wash your hair. You can't use your hands due to some accident which leads you to not able to wash hair properly.
Now You can hear your red hair friend moving things out with frustration to find the shampoo. While the tap is running and your head lying in the basin. Maybe today you are going to have back pain or neck pain. After a good few minutes, he return and apply it in your hair while complaining about how he don't want to do it but still doing it and wanted to get a treated after work. While you only hummed in response.
The silence falling between you two got into mess faster, why..... You got shampoo in your eye, which causes your limbs to react in such a way that he got shampoo in his eye too. Like this person didn't tell you to close your eyes before pouring water. Even at the end your hair got washed but for future reference, you are not gonna ask him again for this.
Meanwhile, your friends wondering why your eyes are red.
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You helped him a lot in school by waking him up before class times. He felt grateful and wanted to return the favor. What a gentleman, right?
So don't worry, it's not gonna be like the above situation... But it can be a little worse.
You both set the place, Place the hair products first at the side and lay your head while your hair got in the basin. He went through your hair and applied the shampoo after asking you if this was okay.
As his long fingers start massaging your scalp, which made you sleepy and your body relax after a long time, it was so gentle that it felt like you should pay him for this, foam covering your hair and mind daydreaming. Until.
Your eyes shot up, you can feel his fingers in your hair but they are not moving now.
"Silver...." There was the response. As panic raised in your soul. No no no. No......
"SILVER!!!!!" but all you heard in return was the sweet little snore of this precious person.
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You mention the problem to him and joke about how nice it would be if he do your hair, but for him, it's like...The child of a man asked him something, so he gonna do his best for you. Due to some reason, he felt this invitation for bonding. You get invited the next day to disomnia.
"Mal, what are these things, and why am i in your dorm" pointing at the bubble bath bombs and more fragrance things aside from hair products.
"Child of man, Yesterday I thought a lot to make this experience memorable and fun for us. And there is big bathtub here" he innocently said those words that you question your own view, like you can see his tail wiggling.
"Umm... It's Lilia senpai, right?" As you cursed the old fae mean while get dragged my young one to have a full course bath with him.
Well, Lilia does say that this will make you both close.
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wannaeatramyeon · 8 months
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vasco jake goo and gun having a s/o thats always tired and doesn’t like talking to people in public?
*you can obv ignore this if you want!! i just wanted to rq something because i love ur writing 😭🩷*
Babe I know I sound like a broken record but I truly am sorry for the delay! Thank you for requesting and the kind words!
Lookism with Tired, Introvert S/O hc
G/N. Vasco, Goo, Jake, Gun
Vasco Tabasco
This little cinnamon roll is unfortunately worried about you. A lot. To the point it can get a bit annoying but it is only coming from a place of love. Bear that in mind please before you snap at him and he pulls the saddest face ever.
Introverted he can deal with, to an extent. He doesn't care if you don't like talking to people in public as long as you like talking to him.
You being quiet takes a little getting used to but as long as he knows (and he will over time) that you can speak to him about anything and that you just usually don't have much to say to other people, he really doesn't mind.
Tiredness is a whole other issue that Vasco will try to fix. Sleep schedule, diet, exercise.
Yes yes, you falling asleep on his shoulder and him staying frozen for hours until you finish napping is adorable. Though to be honest, being tired all the time isn't healthy, so it's fair that he does want to figure out why.
If it's stress or school/work pressures, then Burn Knuckles may or may not get wind of this. They also may or may not threaten your teacher/boss to stop working you so hard.
...It works!
But come back and fall asleep on him please. Feel free to use him as a pillow. He absolutely loves it.
Goo Kim
Goo chases adventures, goes wherever his whims and urges take him. This idiot is an energy sapper himself. If you are sleepy and low energy all the time...
Sorry babe. Umm. Good luck with your relationship!
Don't like talking in public though? No fucking problem. Goo talks enough for the both of you. He can handle the conversation if you're not up for it. Don't worry about it!
Arm around your shoulder, tucking you into his side - he'll just talk and talk and talk until the other party is bored. You're welcome, by the way.
But if the other person is really persistent. If they really want to talk to you (and how can Goo blame them, you are a cutie after all), then he'll give one of his warning smiles, glasses glinting.
And if they don't get the hint and still keep talking. Words prodding you for a response, Goo wouldn't mind politely telling them to get fucked.
He'll even throw hands for you, if that's what you want.
...Actually, it doesn't matter. It'll be fun to beat someone up regardless.
"What do you mean Cupcake? No fighting? You want to just go home?" Pouts. "Hmph, fine."
Jake Kim
Jake has charm coming out of his ears. Like Goo, if you don't like talking to other people in public? That's fine. He'll feel you tense, the way you grip his hand slightly tighter and he'll lead the conversation on your behalf.
Unlike Goo, the other person will barely realise what's happening but will enjoy the new steer (Sorry Goo-fy).
After all, not many can resist Jake's smile and appeal. People want to be him AND be with him. That is an undisputed fact.
Before they know it, Jake is waving bye to them, and you and him are on your merry way. The other person doesn't even mind because. Frankly. Jake Kim is fucking cool. "Huh. Maybe I should join Big deal."
Jake is a little worried about how tired you are all the time.
This big fool can barely look after himself but he makes sure that you get a good rest, your home is as stress free as possible, he makes you tasty nutritious meals. What a great malewife. Damn. You are lucky.
The worry is offset by how adorable you are falling asleep on him.
On his shoulder, in his arms, head resting on his lap. Whenever, wherever.
He doesn't even mind your snores or your drool, it makes you all the more endearing to him.
Gun Park
Ok there's a trend here. Gun will also worry about your tiredness.
Seriously, why are you tired all the time? He can't keep an eye on you 24/7 and doesn't want to either. Really, you should take better care of yourself.
In fact, Gun will make a quick call and you are suddenly booked in the next day for a full check up with the best doctor this side of South Korea.
Falling asleep on him was cute and novel the first few times. Especially the way that you're comfortable enough to just relax and drift off with him. It got old pretty quick though.
Gun will bridal carry you to bed and continue on with his day. If you stir awake and ask him to lay down with you? ....Fine. Whatever he wanted to do wasn't that important anyway.
This may or may not be a lie. He always finds it difficult to say no to you.
Don't like talking to people in public? Gun can relate. He doesn't like wasting his breath on nobodies neither.
He has no issue just blanking them and walking away from the conversation, arm around your waist and tugging you away too.
Sure you may feel rude, but you're grateful for Gun's curtness. Both exchanging a small smile as the other person is left gasping at his audacity.
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blingblong55 · 10 months
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Normal People- Simon ''Ghost'' Riley
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You and Simon were once together when you were younger, you eventually grew apart. Years later you two by some coincidence meet once again.
A/N: listen to any of these songs, trust me!!! (This Town-Niall Horan, Photograph- Ed Sheeran, Strange-Celeste, Like Real People Do- Hozier, Sparks- Coldplay)
Based on a request:
GN!Reader, little angst, lovers to strangers(in a way) to lovers again
You and Simon have known each other since primary school. Neither of you knew you'd end up falling in love by the time secondary school came around. It was always you two against the problems of life and teenage drama. He asked you to be his boyfriend/girlfriend by year 10, ever since that day you and him were more than inseparable. His mates always teased him about it, it was rather adorable how much he would blush when they'd mention you two as a couple. He would sneak into your room after hours, whisper everything and try to contain his laugh when you'd say some terrible jokes. At times you two would sneak up to the roof and just stare at the stars all night.
One night as you two watched the stars he asked you to school formal. It was a big deal amongst friend groups and couples, so you of course said yes. That night as your friend group all drank beer by some campfire after the dance, you sat on his lap. He was all quiet, his eyes never leaving yours. "I love you, r/n'' he whispered into your ear. You looked at him with puppy eyes. You smiled and kissed him.
Ever since, any time you really meant it, he or you would say it, even if the time wasn't right, it could only be said when it was meant and no other time. As time went on, he joined the military, you stayed back and finished college, when he came back, you were working as an assistant. One night he went to visit his mum, she advised he visit you. And as he walked the streets, there you were with the same friend group. You and your friends laughing and drinking, everyone with their significant other, you sat with them, an empty stool next to you.
"Okay Simon, I understand, and don't worry darling, at every table I sit by, I'll save ya a seat, that's a promise''
''you don't have to do that, love''
Eventually one night you and him broke up. His role in the military got more serious, it demanded more of him. And you both knew it was time to just call it quits. You two had grown apart, it was an event that had to happen. You would move out to Dublin soon, a top Uni there accepted you(see what I did there,,anyways). Simon would have to leave England for months on end, it was just bound to happen. So when you called it quits, you moved to Ireland and he to somewhere in the world, wherever the military took him.
He carried a picture of you both from the night of the school formal. It was you and him sitting by the campfire, you in your attire and he in his suit, he had his arms around your waist. The way you two smiled at the camera, a true moment where he felt safe and at home.
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He was now 29, soon to be thirty, you'd be around the same age as well. He was now a lieutenant for the army, you a successful company executive. There were nights were he wondered where you were in Ireland, if you had met someone new, if maybe you had written him letters but just never sent them out. If you had maybe settled down, if you even remembered how at some point you were his life, the sole purpose why he always was a better man.
At drunken nights, thats when he thought of you the most. How you kissed him on rooftops, sneaked out just to talk to him, or the nights where you played the piano at some pubs. Maybe it was the sense of home, belonging that he missed, but maybe it wasn't, it was your sweet voice, how you would caress his face, rub his back, listen to his problems, kissed him under that stormy night, how by morning, you two laid on the couch at his mum's drinking tea and eating soup because you two got sick.
On cold lonely nights in the desert, thats when he missed you the most.
But as any true mystery in this world, you one warm night found each other once more. You in some jeans and a white tee, he in a black shirt and an old pair of jeans. Manchester was quite boring if you've been a local. You pushed your trolly around the store, you accidentally bumped into a tall man. ''Shit, sir I am incredibly sorry I was looking at this stupid stupid date on the-'' You looked up from the can of beans.
''R/n?''
''If it isn't Simon Riley'' you said in a happy tone.
He noticed the same old locket he gave you on your 16th birthday, it was a picture you took on a booth. You and him smiling at the camera. It gave his chest a good kind of ache. It was nice to know he was thought of.
''I thought you'd forgotten all about me, love.'' He walked up to you, his arms opening a little. You too walked to him and hugged him, ''not in a million years, Simon.'' You kissed his cheek, oh that warm fuzzy feeling of belonging.
He looked at you, his hands caresses the sides of your face. He looked at you, mesmerized you hadn't changed a bit, your smile still warm and beautiful. He smiled as his hands had a feel for your still soft skin. Your eyes welled up a little, it was a relief he was still on this Earth.
The many nights you wished you went to Sunday school and learned to pray, to believe, to hope. One night you did though, you had just arrived from Ireland, you went to a local church, you sat there and whispered, ''please, if you really are real, if he is still out there, just..keep him safe, please''
''You look rather ravishing my love.'' He smiled at you, he looked all over your face, studying it and remembering all of the small details.
''Sorry, again for hitting your bum with the trolly.'' you chuckled. He shook his head, ''s'right, love.'' he said almost in a rather happier tone. It was crazy to see you here, but he wasn't complaining, thats for sure.
''when did you get here by the way?'' he took your trolly, and tossed his basket on it, he pushed the trolly and walked towards the next aisle, you following along.
''Here in Manchester? well lets see, I came back I think 6 years ago?..yeah definitely six. And you?''
''Got back last week, you know the whole army thing.'' he said as he happily looked through his list of must buys.
''Hm I see...I suppose your partner made that list for ya?'' you asked in a curious way, looking for a 'no, my mum needs this,,,no partner..been waiting for ya' type of answer.
''No, I am making some dinner for myself, and no, no partner,,,still.'' he had given up in trying to find someone after you, and that one failed date he had about 8 years ago.
''ah I see well-''
''do you..y'know, have someone to go home to? is this to forward or-''
''no no, not all, no, its not forward..um..no I don't been too much of a selfish person since my job.''
It was silent for a few minutes as he walked down the aisle. ''so,,,I get to have a second chance? or we..we can be friends? I would be okay with just anything..or not..I don't know.'' he let out a nervous chuckle as he tossed a box of sponges into the trolly.
''well..i..um do you want us to..have a second chance or-''
''yes!,,,if you're okay with it, I want to work on us, I have more time now, maybe not the most time but..this is going to sound-''
''stupid? cheesy? weird?'' you tried guessing.
''all?'' he chuckled, ''i..always thought we would end up together, you know the whole living together, walking down the aisle to me, I don't know maybe getting a dog and taking him on walks on our days off,'' he shrugs, ''its dumb, but I always thought you'd be my...my future, my little something.''
''The one thing I can get to be selfish about.'' you said, he looked at you, blush spread across his face.
''yeah,,,the one thing I can get to be selfish about, I like that,,so?''
''lets be selfish Simon, together.'' You kiss his cheek.
'Maybe the events in our lives were set in motion a long time ago. There's an old Buddhist saying that when you meet your soulmate, remember that the act to bring you together was 500 years in the making. So always appreciate and be kind to each other.'
-Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)
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A/N: I just rewatched and re-read Normal People, that shit is just so..real. Anyways anon I hope you enjoyed it!
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ariesbilly · 9 months
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billy trying to to get ready in the morning but none of his pants are zipping up and hes getting pissed like "why didnt you tell me i was getting fat, steve!"
and steves like "because youre not? youve gained a little weight and gone a little softer since high school but if i thought it was anything unhealthy then id say something..."
and billys getting all huffy and puffy cuz hes got nothing to wear today and hes gonna have to go out and buy new clothes, but thats gotta wait til later cuz right now steves too busy pulling billy to bed and getting himself nice and situated between his boyfriends thick meaty thighs to show him just how much of a problem his new appearance isnt by kissing on his tummy and letting those big ass arms crush him, amen!
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deansmom · 9 months
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Everytime I point out that Dean Winchester is autistic, people get mad or look at me like I’ve spontaneously grown a second head, as if this man’s existence isn’t just checking off boxes for the diagnostic criteria
Special interests: westerns, cars, mechanical engineering stuff in general, 1960’s & 70’s music - specifically classic rock, monsters. You’re gonna look me in the eyes and tell me that it’s totally normal for someone who was born in 1979 to have borderline encyclopedic knowledge of two decades of music????? Hundreds of years of monster lore??? — for fuck’s sake, he had a train thing when he was little!!!! Those are special interests!!!!
Restricted diet: it’s mostly for Jokes but dean genuinely doesn’t eat much beyond burgers, diner food and pie.
Dean didn’t speak for months after Mary died and there’s 15 years of canon evidence where he loses his voice during moments of Big Emotions!!! He’s going nonverbal!!!!!!!
Trouble with social cues: literally look at every single instance of Dean trying to interact with strangers, ESPECIALLY in the early seasons. He’s not playing dumb, he just doesn’t get it. Also, watch any scene of this man TRYING to flirt and tell me that he’s any good at it. You know why? That bitch is mimicking the fucking movies and tv shows he grew up watching.
Sensory processing disorder: DO YOU THINK HE WEARS 87 LAYERS FOR FUN???? FOR FASHION????? WHAT DID YOU THINK ALL THE FLANNELS WERE ABOUT. THEY’RE SOFT. Also think about how much he liked the nightgown and the robe. ALSO, ALSO: school!!! It’s loud, it’s smelly, it’s dirty (his germ thing), the lights are too bright, there’s too much sensory input happening at one time. Between being so overwhelmed in school that he couldn’t focus and John pulling him left & right for cases and Sam, no wonder dean dropped out :(
14.04. The comic book episode is an ENTIRE episode about dean and his special interests!!!!!! And his social anxiety, hiding out in his room at the beginning of the episode because of all the strangers in his home 😤
Emotional regulation problems: those angry outbursts?? Destroying the Impala??? LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME THATS NOT A MELTDOWN
His whole personality is a mask! He based his whole life and personality around the men he grew up around! John, Bobby, the other hunters - we all know that dean isn’t this rugged manly man he puts on. Sure people can have layers, but my man literally wore his dad’s actual jacket for fucking years
Black & white thinking: this doesn’t need anything else tbh
Strong sense of Justice: “how many people do you have to save?” “All of ‘em. Whole wide world of sports.”
Literal thinking: half the show is about how they both have to learn to look at monsters and not immediately go “monsters bad.” Also literal thinking is hard to explain, but I promise he does this.
Hyperlexic: “what? I read?”
“Too blunt”: all those times you thought “that was kinda harsh Dean” or “wtf that was so mean” - he doesn’t like lying to people when he doesn’t have to!
Hyper empathy: “The baby in the well? My bad.” “I do my best to be brave.” Sacrificing himself for people over and over again. The djinn episode and the speech he makes in front of John’s grave. His whole life he’s been told he cares too much!!!!
As a fellow AuDHD bitch, the most AuDHD thing Dean has ever said was “we know a little about a lot of things. Just enough to make us dangerous.” Also: “I got no idea. But what I do have is a GED and a give ‘em hell attitude, and I’ll figure it out.”
Like I could dive into the nuances of all of these and explain them in great detail and find textual evidence for basically everything, but it’s too early in the morning for that much work when I know that I’m right. Yeah he has adhd, obviously, but I will eat my left hand if that man isn’t autistic.
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seungmonggg · 3 months
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HEAVENLY - HAN JISUNG
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summary: Han Jisung was an angel. You hated his guts, at least thats what you always thought, but what would happen if you got snowed in with him for a night?
CONTENT WARNING: SMUT; p in v, reader is a female, unprotected sex (seriously, don't do that.), han is a little crybaby, sub!han, dom!reader, reader is a bit of a meanie and a psycho in the beginning, kind of open end?
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE! NOT PROOFREAD YET!
Han Jisung was an Angel. At least thats what you liked to call him. He had this really bright, gummy smile that could light up the whole room as soon as he stepped into it. Han always liked to help others, either with Homework or personal problems, he never said no if getting asked to help. He was the smartest Kid in school, and he knew that. Always getting good grades, always being the teachers favorite student, no matter what.
Fuck, you hated his guts. He was so effortlessly perfect, always smiling and laughing. What the fuck was there to be happy about every day? You were a pretty quiet girl, not liking too much attention, never ever talking in class and nearly always getting bad grades. Jisung was the excact opposite, maybe thats why you hated him so much.
Hate was a big word, maybe you didnt really hate him, you just really badly wanted to fuck him. But you often thought that his nice face and happy aura was all a mask so nobody could see the real him. Noone is just born as perfect as he pretends to be. Sometimes you sit in class, the very last row, where you can perfectly stare at him without anyone noticing. At times like that you think of how you could discover the real Jisung. Your dark, twisted and filthy mind screams at you to break him, make him cry, open up his mind layer by layer.
Maybe you really were a psycopath, at least thats what your best friend, minho, liked to call you. He was friends with Jisung since childhood and always insisted on him being a really good guy. „He'd never do any Harm, believe me.“ you'd always scoff at that, not believing anything pouring ot of that mans mouth.
Thats exactly why you came up with a plan. A plan on how to get closer to Jisung without him getting too suspicous of your sudden nice personality. Exams were gonna start soon and as you walked up to Han with the Question you prepared burning on your tounge, you swallowed. What if he just says no? Fuck it, its too late to turn back now. So you walk up to him and make yourself known by tapping him on the shoulder, he turns around and looks a little pale all of a sudden, What? Did you look that bad? You put on extra nice clothes and even put your hair up into a ponytail so he could see your eyes better.
„Y-Y/N? H-Hi.... um.. c-can i help you with something?“
was he nervous to talk to you, or what was his problem? God he was really annoying you right now, but you decided to cover your annoyance up with the fakest, brightest smile you could muster.
„Hey, Jisung! Sorry to bother you, but uh.. do you have a study partner? Its just that i sometimes see you in the library studying by yourself and i thought it'd be nice to study together, you know, help each other maybe?“
you looked up at him with hoping eyes and that same sweet smile plastered onto your face. The Man in front of you turned paniced, breath slightly quickening and face getting a little red. Nobody else could have seen it, but you followed his every move, like a predator stalking its prey. Han Jisung was your prey.
„Oh, wow. I-I never thought t-that you even knew my name...“
is he making fun of you or is he dead serious right now? How could you not know who he was? He was the most popular guy in college.
„Of course i know who you are!“ you slightly laughed at his baffeled face. „So, about my propose... what do you say?“ you raised an eyebrow as you stared into his eyes.
Jisungs head was in the clouds. He never thought youd willingly talk to him. You, the shy, quiet Girl from most of his classes.The Girl he'd always look at in the hallways when noone could see. Your instagram pictures saved in a folder deep inside his phone only for him to see.
Some might think that he's crazy, obsessed even. Maybe he is, but in his head all he can think is that youre his one true love. He immediatly fell in love with you at first sight. First day of college when someone threw a little party to get everyone to know eachother. When he saw you coming in with Minho right behin you he nearly fainted. Maybe he could get to know you through Minho.
That turned out to be the wrong way, Minho immediatly told him that yoou were off limits. He said you were „differrent“ and not easy to get close to. Jisung stopped his advances the first time you two talked. Or, he talked and you stared at him like he stole your favorite plushie and burned it. What? Wasn't he smiling bright enough? Normally that worked on everyone he met. Maybe he needed to joke around more and try to make you laugh to win you over?
That was the wrong choice as you looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights as you turned around and walked aways fastly. Ever since that day you didnt like him. You immediatly saw trough his facade, saw his eyes not light up as bright as his smile. You thought it was weird of him to put on that fake smile, who was he trying to impress? You for sure weren't impressed.
„Jisung? Han Jisung!“ He awoke from his thoughts as you waved your hand in front of his face. He turned a deep shade of red and coughed a little in embarassment.
„Yeah, uh.. sorry about that... But y-yeah, i would really like to s-study with you.“ Why was he stuttering like a moron? God, this was really embarassing. He would like the earth to split open and swallow him whole in that moment. How was he supposed to work with you at the same table as him?
This was hard. Really hard. Trying to keep up the act of the sweet girl in front of him for over a month and fake laughing at every stupid joke he made to impress you. But at least you got what you wanted as he invited you over to his place for yet another study session. This was your chance, you thought. Your chance to finally look into his home, into him. You couldnt wait to finally solve the mistery that was han jisung.
As you knocked on his front door, slightly shaking from the cold airin seoul, you thought about your game pkan. How were you going to get into his head? How could you get him to open up to you? Your train of thougt was interrupted by him opening the frontdoor and smiling brightly at you, as always.
„Hey Y/N! Come on in, i already prepared some smnacks and drinks for us!“ he seemed pretty happy, which was good because it meant he felt comfortable around you.
You quickly nodded and stepped past him into his warm, and welcoming home. Everything was pretty cozy, well cleaned and organized. Weird, you always thought he was a kind of chaotic type, considering his way of speech was always pretty fast and he seemed too loud, too funny to focus on things like cleaning his flat.
Maybe that was the first red flag you should have seen. Why was his home this organized when his whole personality wasn't? As you two studied and talking deep into the night you learned a lot more about him than you thought you would.
You glanced at your phone and sighed, you had to get going. But deep down you knew you didn't really want to. You wanted to know more about him, about his life. He was never like this when you saw him in college. This calm, collected and controlled.
„I probably should get going now, its getting pretty late and i don't want to keep you up too long..“ You said as you started to pack all of your things into your backpack.
„no worries, i'd stay up late either way, i still haven't looked at yo-“ he stopped himself, fuck he nearly said the wrong thing. He lost focus for one second and almost told you about him looking at your pictures, your little webcam on your laptop that you always forgot to turn off before heading to bed...
„Sorry, i meant i still haven't learned enough..“ he quickly said as to not get you suspicous of him. He could'nt scare you away yet. He wasnt ready to let you go that fast. He needed more of you, needed more time to really get to know you, inside and out.
You obviously didn't know he was always looking for you in every crowded room, always standing close to you, hoping to get close enough so he was able to smell you coconut scented shampoo. Fuck it drew him crazy, he could imagine you laying sprawled under him, your hair messy, your bodies sweating against each other as he fucked you dumb. He needed you like oxygen, he was crazy after you, couldn't get enough. Nothing, noone could stop him, not even you.
As you made your way to his frontdoor you glanced outside only to see that it ha snowed a lot while you were here. „Oh fuck..“ you muttered as you couldn't believe how much snow had come down in only a couple of hours.
„Wha-? Oh... shit, you're walking home, right? I can't let you go in a snow storm like this...“ he said as he looked down at you, inside of him he was jumping around, already starting to get hard at the thought of you sleeping on his bed. „Uh... you could stay over if you want to.. i can sleep on the couch and you sleep on the bed..“ he told you in a hurry.
You looked up at him and outside again, it would really be a dumb idea to walk home in this weather.. you couldn't even see further than two meters. You sighed as you turned back to him. „If i really stay over i don't want you sleeping on the couch because of me...“
„If it doesn't bother you, we'll just both sleep on my bed.“
„No worries, i won't do anythingweird..“ he added. The jisung inside his head laughing at what he was saying, of course he was going to stare at your beautiful face all night...
You seemed to think about his idea and finally nodded at him as you dropped your backpack back to the floor. „Alright, can i wash up in your bathroom?“ He immediatlynodded at your question and showed you to his bathroom. As you closed the door behind yourself, this was getting ridicolous, how would you be able to resist him when you were together all night?
You breathed out as you looked at yourself in the mirror. At least you had dressed up nicely tonight, just for him. You even did your hair and as you undressed you remembered you even put on you best pair of underwear tonight. Fuck, you really were prepared if anything would happen tonight.
After taking a quick shower and putting your panties on you realised you didn't even have anything to sleep in. „Shit..“ you quietly muttered to yourself as you considered asking him for clothes... but maybe.. maybe this was the perfect chance to tease him, maybe you could get him to crack if you walked out of this bathroom in just this towel.
You smiled at your reflection and opened the door as you confidently stepped out into his bedroom. „Jisung?“ you said.
Jisung looked up at you and nearly pissed himself at your sight. Holy fuck, was this really happening or was he already dreaming about you? He snapped himself out of his haze as he let out a small noise for you to know he was listenign to what you were saying.
„ Do you maybe have a shirt i could sleep in? I didn't think i'd stay over so i didn't bring any clothes..“ Rhe man in front of you sputtered as he got up onto his feet as fast as he could to go over to his wardrobe and pull out a shirt for you to wear, „Yeah, of course, take this..“
You thanked him as you went back into the bathroom to change into the shirt. It was mid-thigh length, which was perfect to tease him. You already got the reaction you wanted when you wlaked into his room again, his cheeks turned red and he looked like he was going to explode any second now. You put on a worried look as you stepped closer.
„Jisungie? Are you alright?“ you cringed inside as you called him that stupid name, maybe he wouldn't like that?
„Oh holy fuck call me that again...“ he groaned as if he was in pain and as you looked down you saw a growing tent in his pants. You started grinning like crazy and looked back up to his eyes.
„Aww, are you getting hard because you saw a bit of my skin? What are you, a fucking pervert?“ you spit out as you slowly felt yourself getting wet at the thought of him being aroused because of you.
„W-what? I-i'm not i-i swear...“ he stuttered as he put up his hand in front of him. His eyes turning glassy and slightly blown out, exactly the reaction you wanted. You knew it, you fucking knew he wasn't just a nice guy. You knew he was as sick and twisted as you were. You laughed out lough.
„holy shit, you like me talking to you like that? You like when women put you in your place?“ you grabbed his chin and made him look up at you. He whined and nodded quickly, trying to blink away the tears of humiliation that started to form on his waterline.
You grinned as your other hand squeezed his thigh and he whimpered at your harsh touch. „Say it. Say you want me to fuck you.“ you spit in his face as you stared intensly at him.
„I-I want it so bad, you don't even know how much i need it..“ he whispered the last part, but you heard him loud and clear. Fuck , you were going to ruin him.
You pushed him back by the chest and made quick work of ripping his shirt off before climbing onto his lap and softly grinding on his now fully erect cock, making him moan out loud. „Please!“ he almost whailed.
You cooed at him, seeing him get antsy and touching you all over. If you were going to tease him any further he was for sure blow soon. „Aww, are you already getting close from just a little touching, jisungie? You need me to fuck you right now?“ you softly spoke against his ear to which he whined and you felt his cock twitch against your core.
„Y-Yes.. need it now.. please.“
„Well how could i deny you if you ask that nicely..“ you said as you pulled his shirt over your head and connected your lips in a first kiss. The kiss was messy and wet, filthy with all of that spit coming out of his mouth. He couldn't help but drool at the thought of getting to finally be inside of you after waiting for all this time.
You made quick work of his sweatpants and shortly after realised he wasn't even wearing any boxershorts underneath. „So needy for me, you didn't even put on underwear, huh babyboy?“ he moaned loudly at that petname, not even caring if anyone would hear him. All that mattered was you sitting on top of him, ready to fuck him into oblivion.
He shook his hand as he pulled at your panties impatiently. „O-Off... please“ you giggled at his already fuicked out speeck, his blown out pupils, looking up at you so beggingly. You decided against teasing him any further, as you were also getting impatient. You pulled your panties off ans xou grabbed his dick and spit right onto the tip, making him shudder and let out a noice like he was sobbing.
You pumped him a few times to spread the slick of your spit and positioned yourself over his cockhead. „You ready for me, baby?“ you cooed at him nodding and muttering a series of pleas under his breath.
As you sunk down on him you enjoyed the stretch on the way down, while han was quietly sobbing into is arm, too embarassed to let you see him like that. You pulled his arm away as you finally were completely filled out by him. „Need to see your face baby, gonna treat you so well.“ You muttered to him and left a slow and soft kiss on his lips, a stark contrast to the way you were talking to him before.
But seeing him look like that made you soften up a bit, wanting to take care of him and baby him until he was ruined for anyone else and sobbing from the pleasure you were giving him. You slowly started rocking your hips against him and looked for any sign of discomfort in him. When you didn't find any, you started fully bouncing on top of him, making him nearly scream out from the pleasure he felt.
Jisung was full on crying now, shamelessly grabbing on your tits and littering your neck in messy, wet kisses and hickeys. No matter how fucked out he already was, he still wanted to mark you, making anyone in college see you had someone to fuck. „Gon-gonna c-cum too fast! AH!“ he moaned out and shut his eyes tightly to focus on the band in his belly.
He was already on the verge of cumming so you started rubbing tight circles on your clit. „O-Okay.. fuck, i'm going to cum too!“ you finally moaned out as your movements got messy and uncoordinated. Luckily Jisung saw that you were running out of breath and quickly grabbed your thighs whit his strong hands as he held you up to fuck up into you at an ungodly pace that was makíng you see stars.
Fast and hushed praises were raining from your lips and when you looked down at his tear stained, concentrated face the band in you finally snapped, making you cum harder than you have ever before. You cumming on top of him made him finally let go too, moaning your name loudly as he came into you.
As you laid against his chest, letting him cum and cum and cum into you, you steadied your breathing slowly. „That was the best sex i ever had.“ he whispered, completly spent under you.
„Uh-Huh.“ you just said as you closed your eyes and cuddled up to him.
You vaguely remember him cleaning you and putting the blanket over you before drifting off into a deep sleep.
Maybe Han Jisung wasn't as bad as you thought he would be, maybe he was just a loud and awkward guy, but you now were sure that you indeed didn't hate him, you liked him.
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