#THEY MADE ME CRY LAST NIGHT 😭💗
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hii i love love how u write spencer omds🥸
uhh i was wondering if you could write sth based off the song “we’ll never have sex” by leith ross? pls dont feel pressured to write this btw😭😭😭 hope ur having a good day lovely💗💗
hello my love i have no self control so this is extremely long and plotty but i love this song and i hope that this is any good at all crying emoji (i'm on a laptop LOL) enjoy!!
warnings/tags: angst/fluff, fem!reader, negative self-talk from reader, mentions of past sexual coercion/feeling used, mentions of past excessive drinking to combat social anxiety, ive been watching a lot of new girl lately and i think it shows, SO FRIENDS TO LOVERS, happy ending
You weren’t expecting to end up on Spencer Reid’s worn-leather couch at two in the morning, clutching a chipped mug of coffee in your hands as you listen to the sounds of the city from the street below. But there you are, sitting with your legs folded under you, in your favorite dress and first date-night makeup (now bleeding and smudged from all the crying.) And realizing that despite considering him one of your closest friends, you haven’t been to his apartment in a long time. There are, of course, good reasons for that—but you try to push those from your mind.
“I’m really sorry about this,” you sigh, staring at your warped reflection in the glassy black surface of your coffee. Spencer is coming out of the small kitchen, now bearing his own cup.
“Please, stop apologizing.”
You glance up, tentatively studying him from behind the safety of your mug. While he may not have been asleep when you knocked on his door ten minutes ago, lachrymose and barely verbal, he must have been getting ready for bed. He’s clad in patterned pajama pants, mismatched socks, and an FBI crewneck that is just big enough to reveal the collar of the tee-shirt underneath. He’s already taken out his contacts, and you were startled by the reminder that he also has glasses.
“So...” he begins, bringing you back to the present moment, “we don't have to talk about anything, if you don’t want to, but...”
You sigh, watching coffee bubbles swirl like stars in a galaxy.
“It’s fine. Honestly, I’m kind of embarrassed. I didn’t really think, I just... ended up here.”
“Yeah... where did you come from?” he laughs quietly. “Not that I’m complaining. But I recall you not living super close by.”
“No, no. I was actually on a date. Kind of.”
“Ah.” There’s a beat of silence, and ostensibly Spencer is waiting for you to say more, but instead you take a sip from your mug. “At two in the morning?” You nod dully, staring at the labyrinthine pattern of the Persian rug.
“I’m taking it that it wasn’t a very good date...?”
A whoosh of air escapes from your puffed cheeks.
“No it was not. Not by the end, anyway. It actually started really well, which made it even more disappointing when he...” you laugh, but there’s not much humor in it. “Well, when he kicked me out of his car on a street corner because I didn’t want to sleep with him.”
You don’t look to see Spencer’s reaction—only take another long, baleful sip of coffee and ignore the heavy silence.
“I’m really sorry. You... you deserve so much better than that.”
An attempt at a jaded scoff from you falls flat.
“Yeah, well. Tell that to the last three white house interns I’ve gone on dates with. It’s the same thing every time.”
“Have you considered going on fewer dates with white house interns...?” The nervous humor is a thin veil over genuine critique. You shrug, biting the inside of your cheek.
“It’s not just them. Every single guy I’ve liked since I was 15 has been like this. Even my past relationships, I felt like I was almost... tricked into, you know? I mean, these guys, they act all understanding and willing to take it slow or whatever, until you’re in a relationship, and suddenly they’re guilt tripping you so hard and making you feel so obligated to...” you catch yourself just in time, glancing up at Spencer. You’re not sure what to make of his expression. The drawn brow and slightly squinted eyes trained so intently on you could be sympathy, or anger, or pity, or apathy—you look away, not sure you even want to know what he’s thinking. “Sorry. You don’t need to hear all about that. Basically romance is exhausting and since I’ll clearly be single forever I’m considering running away to join a nunnery.”
When he doesn’t respond for too long, you look back up quizically.
“I’m not sure you know what romance actually is,” he says as soon as your gaze meets his, like the eye-contact activated some kind of hair-trigger in his vocal box.
You blink, lowering the coffee cup to your lap.
Says Spencer Reid?
“...sorry?”
He flushes, stammering to clarify himself.
“I just meant—I—I know I’m not exactly fighting women off with a stick—” he interrupts himself with a self-conscious (adorable) laugh— “but... but I have been in love, at least once.”
“Maeve,” you say, gently—trying to shove down bitter guilt as you remember how jealous you’d been when Spencer had first told you about her. “I remember.”
He swallows and nods.
“We never even met—we just talked. All the time. I had no idea what she looked like. But it didn’t matter at all. Because I knew her, and I loved her. Maybe things would have gone further if I hadn’t been calling her from public phone booths, but that wasn’t the most important thing to either of us. We were still in love.” You try to shut out the sharp ache in your chest. Being jealous of the way he speaks about a dead woman is so wrong.
“What I’m trying to say is that romance isn’t solely about sex, or even physical appearance. It sounds to me like you’ve been with a lot of men who don’t understand that. And it would be such a shame for you to write romance off in general before you even get to experience it. You are... an extraordinary woman. You’re funny, and intelligent, and kind, and so capable of being loved. One day, someone is going to see beyond your pulchritude and prove that to you. I hope you let them try.”
More tears blur the pattern on the rug, pooling in the rims of your eyes before spilling down your cheeks in fast, fat drops. Shakily you set the cup down, resting your elbows on your knees and hiding your face in your hands. You sniff once. Twice. Shake your head quickly, attempting to wipe the tears away without further smearing your makeup everywhere.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” Spencer breathes, leaning forward but obviously unsure how to comfort you. “Please don’t cry, I wasn’t--I was trying to do the opposite of this.”
“No, I’m sorry! You didn’t have to—you didn’t—I’m sorry. That was way too nice.”
But you're not crying because he was nice.
Someone will love you, but not me. That’s all you can hear.
His voice is a mere whisper when he next speaks.
“I meant every word.”
You take a shuddering breath, allowing yourself a moment of reprieve behind the peaceful black of your eyelids. You can’t be looking at his face when you say what you’re about to say.
“I had a crush on you for the longest time, you know.”
Ringing silence. But it doesn’t last as long as you’d imagined. It’s not as world ending.
“Had?”
The little smile in his voice is like a fist around your heart.
“Yeah. You know what changed?”
“What’s that?”
Absolutely nothing.
“Every time I got super drunk and started hitting on you, you’d just drive me home. And I did it a lot. Like, for months. But you were such a gentleman. It drove me fucking crazy. So eventually I figured you just didn’t like me and I gave up.”
Another stretch of silence. A breeze comes in from the open window, fluttering the curtains and cooling the tears on your face. His response is sad when it finally comes.
“You thought I didn’t like you because I didn’t try to take advantage of you when you were drunk?”
“Pretty much.” You smile ruefully, fingertips still pressed over your eyes. “God, listen to me. No wonder I get treated like garbage.”
“Stop. Don’t talk about yourself like that. Did you hear anything I just said?”
You sniff, looking to the ceiling.
“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. It was really sweet.”
More silence.
“But you don’t believe it.”
A bitter laugh poisons the air around you.
“I don’t know. I’m kind of tired of waiting for someone to prove it to me. Just for once, I want someone to be interested in me beyond having sex in the back of their fucking... Range Rover, or whatever. Like, maybe all that stuff you said is true, but there’s no evidence to support it, and I know logically you’re probably right but I can’t help wondering if... if I’m the outlier. Maybe there just isn’t someone for me like that. Maybe I’m just gonna be the sex in the back of the Range Rover girl forever.”
A noise somewhere between a laugh and a sob forces itself from your throat and you bury your face in your hands again, shaking your head.
“Wow, I am so sorry,” you say a little too loudly, “I did not mean to be this honest tonight. Did you spike my coffee?”
“You are not the outlier,” Spencer whispers.
You sniff, lifting your head haltingly to look at him.
“What?”
His voice shakes slightly as he speaks.
“You said you can’t help wondering if you’re the outlier, and maybe there just isn’t someone for you like that. That’s not true.”
“Spencer, those are just words. You can’t possibly know that. Statistical probabilities don’t count.”
“That’s... that’s not how I know.”
Your heart drops as you study his face.
No.
Surely he’s not saying what you think he’s saying.
Surely he wouldn’t do this to you after you’ve just told him everything you told him. You have been harboring feelings for him for years. Since you met. He can’t just spring this on you one night because you’re a little bummed out. If he felt the same, you would have found out a long time ago; he had ample opportunity to tell you. There was a period of months where you practically threw yourself all over him at every chance you got, and he did nothing. So this... this is just cruel—something you’ve never known Spencer Reid to be.
You stand up, trembling slightly with rage and grief and humiliation.
“Don’t do that. Don’t say things that you don’t mean just to make me feel better.”
“What are you doing? Don’t--”
You scoop up your purse, trying to get to the front door as fast as your gelatinous legs will allow. More tears are streaming down your face now and you don’t need him to see what he’s done to you—to see how much you care what he thinks.
“It’s fine. Thanks for the coffee, I’ll see you around—”
A hand around your wrist stops you in your tracks
“Stop. Just... please give me a second to talk, okay?”
With nothing left to give, you turn to him.
“Don’t be mean, Spencer. Don’t act like you liked me too. That makes me feel... so much worse.”
He takes a deep, shaky breath, as if steeling himself. Tawny eyes bore into your soul, and you realize that there is so much sheer nervous energy radiating off of him it’s infectious. Your heart begins to pound as he speaks.
“I’m not doing that. I’m being an idiot, because you just told me that you don’t feel that way about me anymore but... but I do. And I have to tell you now because for six months I tortured myself wondering why you would flirt with me so much when you were hammered and then act like nothing happened the next day. There were so many times I almost told you how I felt but I didn’t and now I am because even if it ruins our friendship you need to know that somebody... that I wanted to be that person for you. I still do.”
Your heart is like an unmoored zeppelin in your chest, bumping against your esophagus and threatening to either burst or jump out of your mouth. You take your chances, whispering so quietly it’s almost inaudible.
“You... you like me?”
“Yes,” Spencer sighs. “I have liked you for a very long time. And I’m sorry—”
Whatever ridiculous thing he was going to apologize for, you don’t give him the chance. Instead you launch yourself at him, capturing his lips in a kiss that feels so much better than it’d ever been in your fantasies because it’s real. You hear his sharp intake of breath, but it only takes a second for him to respond, cradling your face in his hands like you’re the entire world. For a moment, time bends. Years of longing, of buried dreams crash into the present in a brilliant, dazzling explosion.
And then, as quickly as it started, he pulls away. The absence of his touch is like a vacuum, so much worse now that you know exactly how it feels to have his lips on yours, even if it was only for a few seconds. How the hell did you live like that for so long? How are you supposed to live like that ever again?
“You’re not thinking clearly,” he breathes, tilting his head back toward the ceiling like he’s barely holding onto his self control. “You just want someone to comfort you, I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re in an emotionally vulnerable state and confided in me which is manufacturing a false sense of attachment—”
You grab his wrists, which still graze your jaw.
“Spencer, stop intellectualizing for thirty seconds. I promise you I am thinking clearly.”
“You said you used to like me, past tense—”
“Yeah, I did. Do you believe every single murderer who says he didn’t do it?”
“No, but—”
“Have you ever heard the phrase; a drunk man’s words are a sober man’s thoughts?”
“Of course I have.”
“Then what more could you possibly need to be convinced that I really like you? I already kissed you! What is stopping you?”
Another deep breath is taken by him that seems to suck all the air out of the quiet room. Briefly, you wonder if you’ve made a terrible, terrible mistake. If you really do like him so much more than he could ever like you.
Until he looks back down, eyes so golden-brown in the dim light, so kind and full of affectionate concern as he carefully assesses every square centimeter of your face, looking for... well, you’re not exactly sure what. It’s like he’s extracting every thought from your head, turning them over like sun-warmed stones until he finds what he’s looking for. He smooths his hands over your hair, brushing strands away from your teary face. Finally, after what feels like an eternity of holding your breath, he speaks.
“I just want you to believe what I believe about you. But I don’t want you to have to rely on me or anyone else for your own self-worth.”
“Well, don’t you think very highly of yourself,” you tease with a sniffle. He laughs—it's quiet, but his smile is so bright without even trying that suddenly you can’t remember why you’ve ever been sad. The small miracle of his laughter makes you feel so light, and you realize it has nothing to do with the way he makes you feel about yourself. It has everything to do with who he is.
Once the giggles die down, you tentatively mirror his hold on your face.
“Spencer, I don’t like you because you like me. I’ve liked you for an embarrassingly long time. I liked you enough that I gave myself a severe hangover at least once a week for three months just so I could have an excuse to flirt shamelessly with you.”
A half-sad smile pulls at the corner of his mouth, and he gently swipes under your eyes.
“You never had to do that. I would have welcomed your sober brazen flirting with open arms.”
“Well... do you believe me?” you plead. His amber eyes shine.
“I do.”
“Will you kiss me?”
“If that’s what you want.”
You nod, rising on your toes to meet him halfway.
When your lips meet again, it is sweet, and honest, and slow, and deep. Still, there is no desperation--no race to an imagined finish line, no clash of teeth and pawing hands. It is a kiss for the sake of it—as if it were the greatest intimacy. Not a precursor to sharing a bed, but something bigger than that in and of its own. Something just as worthy and important. For the first time, you think you’re beginning to understand romance. And while you wouldn’t mind if things did escalate, you also know that Spencer knows that’s not what matters right now. Because he actually understands you—he actually cares. He will wait until you understand that you mean so much more than that to him.
To that end, he pulls away, gently supplanting his absence with a kiss to the corner of your mouth.
“It would be polite of me to offer you a ride home, wouldn’t it?” he whispers, like it’s the last thing he wants to do. You bite the inside of your cheek, coming up with reasons not to go. One ridiculous one arises from the depths of your memory that you know he won’t be able to say no to.
“Or... I could stay here, and we could watch one of those nerdy foreign films you’re always talking about?”
A slow, perfect, high-watt smile blossoms on his face, and you know you’ve said exactly the right thing.
“Nerdy? Oh, my darling girl... Soviet-era filmography is far from nerdy. небесная машина will completely defy what you thought you knew about the life of an average Russian villager in the 1950’s.”
“Oh, good. Because I’ve really been meaning to change the way I think about the average 1950’s Russian villager,” you smile, already closing in to kiss him again.
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epilogue
Three hours later, you’re crying because the life of the average Russian villager in the 1950’s was so much worse than you’d previously thought.
“It was good, right?” Spencer asks as the credits roll over a bleak snowy sepia landscape, leaning back to get a better look at you. You sit up from where you’d been leaning against him, furiously wiping your eyes.
“It was terrible! Why didn’t you tell me that everyone except the kid dies in the end?!”
“Because that’s the whole point of the movie!” he laughs, pulling you back into him. “I’m sorry. I probably should have explained how depressing this entire era of film was outside of the US.”
“And also how long the movies were. I was not prepared for how many five minute long clips of empty fields there were going to be.”
“You’re right,” he ammends, wrapping his arms around you in a way that gives you butterflies and makes you sleepy at the same time. “Next time we can watch whatever you want to watch.”
Time passes like that—you in his arms, watching weak light slowly flood the room with half-lidded eyes and listening to the sounds of the city waking up from the street below, underscoring the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Thoughts float by like leaves on the ever-flowing current of your mind, and you’re happy to let them pass until one in particular catches your attention.
“Spencer?”
He hums, like he’d been deep in his own proverbial river of thought.
“What does pulchritude mean?”
It takes him a split second to remember the bit of conversation from earlier to which you are referring, but when he does, he chuckles, running his hand over your messy hair.
“Don’t worry about it.”
And so you let it float away.
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you and i ✩ jude bellingham
request: maybe you could do Jude and his girlfriend through different stages of their relationship
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ynusername congratulations, jude!! you deserve every bit of this 😁👏🏻
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judebellingham thank you!!! 😁😁
user1 i love to see the early stages of their relationship 😭
user2 y/n was always by his side :(
user3 were they dating at this time?
user4 @user3 yes!!! this was in his debut for birmingham
user5 i remembered the interview jude gave last year and said that by this time he was already completely in love with her
user6 why was she congratulating him?
user7 @user6 because he had made his debut in the first team
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ynusername i expected nothing less from you. congratulations on your victory, more moments like this will come :) always proud of you, golden boy.
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judebellingham couldn’t have done without your immeasurable support. can’t wait to see you again…
ynusername @judebellingham i will always be cheering for you, miss you a lot.
user7 this was back when they had broken up because of distance and yet she was still supporting him :(
user8 i love the way they showed that they still love each other even with the distance
user9 for y/n the most important thing was that jude was happy even if he was far away from her 😭😭
user10 @user9 i just remember jude saying that at this time he always cried when he came home because everything he did referred to her 😭
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ynusername it was a great night with you, captain 🫡🫶🏻
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judebellingham i missed you a lot.
ynusername @judebellingham always with you, you know that :)
gioareyna it was amazing to meet you, y/n. jude talks a lot about you 🫣🙄
ynusername @gioareyna don’t get jealoussss!!! he loves you more than he loves me 🫨
user11 the way he looks at her, GODDDD!!!
user12 i dont know if i want to date someone who looks at me the way jude looks at y/n or the way gio looks at jude
user13 imagine loving someone so much (me talking to y/n and jude)
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ynusername i can't and don't want to imagine a life without you. i have loved you since we were 14 and i hope we can stay together until the end of eternity. happy birthday, golden boy. ⭐️🫶🏻
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judebellingham i am so happy by your side. thank you for everything, my love. thank you for not giving up on me and our love. i love you!
ynusername @judebellingham our thing is a forever thing, jude victor william bellingham!!!!!!!! we cannot ever give up.
user14 y/n calling jude ‘golden boy’ to this day, i will cry!!!
user15 their love is so pure :(
user16 i love to see how their love has only been growing
user17 may they be very happy together
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ynusername visiting home 🫨💗 always love to be here.
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judebellingham my pretty partner in crime 🫡💗
jobebellingham i missed you!!!
ynusername @jobebellingham missed you a lot!! 💗💗🥲
trentarnold66 you need to come visit me RN!!!!!!!! you don’t have excuses.
ynusername @trentarnold66 I WILL TRY
judebellingham @trentarnold66 what about me????? 😢
trentarnold66 @judebellingham yeah, you can come too if you want 🤷🏻♀️
user18 PRETTY COUPLE DOING PRETTY THINGS THAT PRETTY PEOPLE DO 😭
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ynusername hi madrid 🤍🫶🏻
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judebellingham madrid is more beautiful with you
ynusername @judebellingham simp
user19 y/n is moving with jude to madrid????? finally!!!!
user20 @user19 for sure, they are almost married already LOL
gioareyna i will miss you guys 🥹
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hii silly ask anon back with another silly ask😓 (before i continue tysm for answering the last one i enjoyed it sm!!🫶🏻) how would yan!zhongli, pantalone (help me i love them) and childe react to darling going absolutely feral with rage anytime they are near😭?
like they’ll get home and be like “i’m home pookie💗” and reader will scream their head off crying and throwing stuff at them
this is so long sorry but could i be 🐚 anon?
ofc you can! the more anons the merrier :D also this is such an interesting thought because there are so many different ways for the yandere to reaction in a situation like this and it's certainly not talked about enough with the diverse types so i hope you enjoy :D
Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, implied being held against will, force-feeding, mentions of being drugged, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!
Yandere!Zhongli would be well prepared, readying his shield before getting within arms reach of you. It really does come in handy for your more unruly days and he appreciates its usefulness. While he doesn’t want to see you enter the mindbroken or emotionally numb state, he’s worried that he might not have any other choice but to push you to that, lest you calm down otherwise.
“Fret not dear, it’s merely food. If you flip it over again I’m afraid I’ll have to go back to spoon feeding you.” Zhongli enters the room with a plated meal for you, setting it down at your feet. His shield was already activated, the faint glow from Geo illuminating the room as you glowered up at him. Your spot on the floor, chained down for your safety and his, was not ideal but for now it was practical. Mixed with the low lighting of the room and its generally chilly temperature, Zhongli hoped to create a strong feeling of isolation, one that would slowly drive you insane. If need be though, he had other options for breaking you, he just preferred this one. It was the most humane after all.
Yandere!Pantalone would only tolerate it for so long. He can replace all the furniture and decorations in his home with less easily broken replicas until you calm down. He can sleep in bed at night while you slept in a cage built into the walls of the closet. He could eat his meals alone while you starved in another room, too busy fretting about it being poisoned, that all he could tolerate. But the screaming was something else.
No one in Zapolyarny Palace heard your screams and wails, and those who did were ordered not to pay mind to it. It was a wasted effort that had Pantalone often sitting with his head in his hands, trying to find some sort of solution. He had run across a few temporary ones, a sleeping agent from Dottore for night time, sound proof walls in his office for business hours. But nothing could help him outside though hours, like at dinner time. You were kept in a separate room strictly for feeding due to the mess you often made, while Pantalone sat alone at the empty kitchen table. The home in general looked devoid of life outside the small inhabitant of Pantalone. This was because it was supposed to be your home, but you were often too busy throwing a hissy-fit to enjoy it and Pantalone was getting really sick of your behavior.
Yandere!Childe would take it as a challenge, playfully wrestling you to pin you down so he could feed you during the day. You could kick and scream and punch all you want, he’s taken worse and won’t stop until he’s physically unable to move. The screaming doesn’t bother him either, he just thinks you need more time to adjust is all.
Another day, another miserable feeding session. You were currently pinned underneath Childe, the ginger having pinned you to the floor with your hands held tightly to your chest as he slowly fed you bites of a sandwich. Any attempts to spit them out would be met with a pout, he had worked hard to make it for you ya know, and any attempts to not eat would be met with a quick pinch of your nose to force you to open your mouth. The worst part was possibly how normal Childe acted about the whole thing, chatting amicably to you about his day as he shoved bits of food down your throat. One time you had kept spitting food at him and in response he covered your mouth with his hand to prevent you from continuing the childish act. You had bit down as hard as you physically could on the male's palm just for him to not flinch and continue his silly little stories like nothing had happened. Being stuck with this guy was hopeless for you.
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i hope it’s ok but i just saw your post abt wanting more sub ani content and i literally was thinking about him last night; like him being tied up to where he can’t touch you or himself, and youre just saying the filthiest and meanest stuff and ofc the occasional praise but he just can’t handle it because although you’ve only been teasing him for an hour he feels like it’s been five so he just starts sobbing and begging to touch you or at least to let him touch himself, but he’s crying so his begging just sounds like gasps and ‘pleases’ and he’s just stuttering but he takes it, he takes it because he wants to be good, he wants to show he can take whatever you give, and ofc at some point you give him that satisfaction he needs so bad and it all ends in the most romantic and sweet aftercare
but yeah just a thought (also sorry i didn’t mean to write too much 😭, also i love your blog and your works 💗)
I FUCKING LOVE THIS REQUEST OMG ALSO THANK U FOR THE KIND WORDS :)))
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pairing: rots!anakin x fem!reader
warning(s): SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT!), dom!reader, sub!anakin, ani being whiny, reader is kinda mean, edging, unprotected sex, eventual p in v sex, handjob, depiction of bdsm, bondage, use of handcuffs, teasing, dirty talk, pet names, praise, degradation, dacryphilia?, fluff, aftercare, etc.
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If he only knew what he was in for tonight when he came home. He sure as hell wouldn’t have thought that you were going to be like this— so dominant and powerful.
“You want me huh?” you cooed as you were currently fucking with him. He was cuffed to the headboard and forced to watch you play with yourself for the past hour. You had brought out the toys that he loved to use on you, but couldn’t do anything about it as you came time and time again right in front of him. He took in the way your arousal covered your thighs, how your body was glistening from beads of sweat, and the way you were quivering from your own touch.
“Mmm… Feels so good Ani…” you let out with a moan as your fingers delved deeper in your walls.
“Baby, please…” he lets out.
“Please what?” you ask in a mocking tone.
“Ple- Please let-,” he says in a whimpery tone.
“Oh I know what you want baby… you want to touch me, don’t you?” you say to him teasingly.
The way you talked to him should’ve made him mad. It usually would’ve, but he was too far gone and desperate to feel that way. With each word you spoke, he felt his cock throb and get harder at your actions and words. It was agonizing and he just wanted a release. He didn’t even care what he got it from. Whether it was you giving him a handjob, head, or even sinking down on his aching dick, he didn’t care. He was desperate and you were making this torturous for him.
“Y-Yes.” he manages to say, still tripping over his words.
“It’s so cute when you’re a whimpering mess for me,” you say with a grin.
“I need to touch you,” he says in a shaking voice, now letting tears fall down his cheeks.
“Here’s what’s going to happen, sweetheart. You’re going to be a good boy for me and take what I give you or else, you won’t get to touch me at all. Understand?” you say. You see his eyes dim a bit at your statement before nodding his head, but they’re still filled with lust and need. He knew better than to disobey you when you took the reins because he knew you would fulfill your nasty promise. He told himself he would have to take it.
“Now watch me,” you say before grabbing his chin and lifting it upwards so you guys could make eye contact. You continue fingering yourself at a faster pace now in an attempt to make yourself cum and make Anakin harder.
“Fuck! Fuck…” you scream with no intention of quieting down at all. Your noises sent Anakin head back, hitting his head on the headboard in doing so. He brushed off the pain and looked back at you so you wouldn’t punish him even more.
“Fuck baby, you’re so beautiful,” Anakin mutters loud enough for you to hear while you were lost in the ecstasy of your own fingers. He notices how shaky your legs were from your own overstimulation and he knew you were close. That’s how well he knew your pretty little body. Your chest was heaving at this point, which made your hardened tits slightly bounce in the air. Maker, he was so hard. He knew that as soon as you touched him, he would be a fucking goner.
With a few more rough thrusts of your fingers, you cum once more, only adding more of a mess on your thighs and the sheets. You gasped at your unexpected high and pulled your messy fingers out of your cunt, revealing them to Anakin.
“Do you wanna suck them? Who am I kidding? Of course you want to… because you’re a little slut, Ani,” you spat.
“Can I?” he asks.
“Yes baby. You can,” you say agreeably before inserting them in his warm mouth and cleaning your fingers.
“Tastes so good, my love,” he says with an awestruck look on his face.
“Glad you think so, sweetie,” you reply with a grin. “Since you were such a good boy, you can touch me under one condition. I’m gonna put your hand wherever I want it to be and you won’t complain,” you say demandingly.
“But baby… I want to touch you by myself,” he complains in a whiny voice.
“Was that backtalk, baby? I sure hope it wasn’t for your sake,” you say with intrigue.
Anakin knew he fucked up.
“N-No baby, I promise it wasn’t… I’ll be good for you…” he trails off.
“That’s what I like to hear,” you scoff. “Don’t make me change my mind,” you continue.
“I promise I won’t,” he says.
“Good,” you grit. Without hesitation, you grab ahold of his restrained hand and start dragging it across your body. He feels his breath hitch in his chest when you drag it over your swollen breasts. You make him pinch the flesh, which caused you to let out a breathy sigh.
“Where do you want to touch me?” you ask him.
“I wanna touch your pussy,” he admits.
“My pussy, huh?” you ask rhetorically sounding amused.
“Yeah, fuck… I want to touch it more than anything,” Anakin admits.
“Maker, I fucking love it when you say shit like that,” you whisper in his ear. His words prompt you to get on top of him until you are completely straddling him. “I’ll do you one better since you were such a good whore for me, Ani,” you say as you unfasten his belt before throwing it to the ground. You hastily throw his pants down and don’t waste anytime before taking off his boxers. The sight surprises you beyond belief. You had seen his erected dick many times, but this was unlike anything you had seen before. It was all swollen from your relentless teasing earlier and you couldn’t help but chuckle that you had been the cause of all of this.
“All for me, huh?” you ask him.
“Mhm…” he lets out.
“Getting off on watching my little show is beyond desperate, y’know that right?” you chuckle with a glint of approval in your voice. He has no verbal response and instead nods his head.
“I think it’s hot though,” you say with a smile.
“Does this mean I don’t have to be handcuffed anymore?” he asks genuinely.
“Maybe,” you reply in a singsong voice before extending your arm to reach for the key that was resting on your nightstand. Once you finally grasp it, you move your arm towards him again before inserting the key into the hole that would set him free. You do the same to the other before he throws the handcuffs to the side and have you feverishly kiss him while you’re now on top of him.
“Sweetheart, you don’t know what that does to me,” he says in your ear.
“I think I have a pretty good idea,” you counter seductively. “ Now let me take care of you.” you continue.
You then sink down onto his aching cock and the sound of gasps from both of you filled your ears. You couldn’t hold back any longer before you’re now bouncing up and down on his cock, your tits bouncing in his face as you do so. He fondles one with his hand and starts sucking away at the supple skin. Despite only being seated on him for such a short time, you can feel his cock harshly split you open until your cunt is nothing more than all achy and raw. Even though this was his reward, it was also yours too because you had yearned to be in this situation again.
Your hands find their way to his hips before you push against them, making him go faster. His moans are quickly filling the room, but he was too fucked out to care. He just wanted to focus on the way you felt around him.
“Just like that, my pretty boy… just like that,” you praise as you tilt your head back at how good he was filling you up with his dick. Your words only egg him on even further and cause him to pick up a faster pace. You knew he was close by the way his hips were stuttering and how sloppy his movements had become.
“Feels so good, angel” he cries out, tears falling from his ethereal ocean blue eyes.
“Fuck… Ani!” you scream as you slightly bite into his shoulder.
You don’t know if it’s from the overstimulation that causes both of you to cum without warning, but it makes your vision blurry. You feel his hot ropes of cum spill into you as you take in the sensation. The moan he lets out is nothing but high pitched and shaky. He continues jackhammering himself into your tight pussy in order to let you ride out your high and his own. Once you finally come down from the earth shattering sensation he had given you, he lays his head on your shoulder before you caress his messy curls.
“I love you Ani, you know that right?” you say to him.
“Of course I know, sweetheart and so do I,” he replies softly. You softly peck your lips on his before breaking the contact. Despite it being short, the two of you felt the love and affection that channeled through the brief kiss as you were in each others arms.
“Come on, let’s run you a bath,” you coo.
“What about you?” he asks.
“I can join you if you’d like,” you say softly.
“I’d like nothing more,” he says with that angelic smile you had grown to love so much.
“Then let’s go,” you say before the two of you get up together and hold each others hands on the way to the bathroom. Once you make it to the bathroom, you close the door and you’re one step closer to being by his side again in the bathtub.
This wouldn’t be the last time, that was for sure.
#anakin skywalker x reader#anakin skywalker smut#anakin smut#anakin skywalker#anakin x reader#star wars anakin#anakin fic#anakin imagine#anakin fanfiction#anakin fluff#hayden christensen#star wars#revenge of the sith#star wars fanfiction#star wars fandom#anakin x you#anakin star wars
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Superstar
AN: Miriam is now a three time Grammy award-winner <3
Requested? No
Warnings: Jack being unserious, rude people in the comments
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@'mdm: 3rd time on SNL, 1st as a performer. Can't wait for y'all to hear the rest of the Last Dance soundtrack on March 9th 🥺 HUGE ty to THEE Emmy and Golden Globe award-winning Ayo for being the most talented human ever. It was privilege to be at your side. Also need your cover of No Air on spotify ASAP
@'medegutierrez: and just like that she beat the can't dance allegations 🦦
-> @'jackharlow: someone had to say and I'm glad it wasn't me
@'ayoedebiri: big slay
-> @'mdm: ilysmmmm
@'zendaya: okayyyy 😍
@'haileybieber: you're incredible 🥰
@'bellahadid: IT girl
@'miriamfan: she's THAT bitch
@'jackharlowstan: don't ask me the color of ANYTHING
@'kehlani: try these moves on 😍😍😍
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Miriam via Instagram Stories
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@'claybornharlow: a song I worked on with my big sis and @lukehemmings won a Grammy today. It was a huge honor to be a part of this. Thank you to Miriam for believing in me as a producer and collaborator. Can't wait to see what the rest of the night has in store for you. Here's Miriam in the studio when we made this
@'jackharlow: now you made Miriam cry
@'mdm: akdghfjskskshdjsksks 🥺😭🥺😭🥺😭🥺 ilysm Clay. I wouldn’t have won if it weren't for you and Luke. Without you two, there wouldn't be What I Was Made For 💓💗💕
@'lukehemmings: proud of us
@'barbiemovie: this Ken is a Grammy winning producer
@'monetmitchell: my faves 💓 proud of you babyyy
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@'mackupdates: Miriam on her Instagram Stories. She's so funny I can't. And before y'all start, her movie is premiering at SXSW and she's been calling it her baby since she's announced it.
@'mdmxjh: y'all think this is how they announce their pregnancy?
-> @'miriamfan: you really think Jack and Miriam would announce they're having a kid? Plus if the baby was due in March she'd be huge as hell.
-> @'miriamstan: read the caption, I beg you
@'jackstan: of course this would be how she reacts to winning a Grammy lol
@'miriamhater: nepotism wins again 😒
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@'mdm: no words :')
@'katdominguez: go baby sister
@'josephdominguez: 🥺
@'jackharlow: 3 holes for 3 Grammys 👉🏼👈🏼
-> @'mdm: how if you only have 2 holes and 0 Grammys 🤔
-> @'lilnasx: get him again for me
@'alinahunter: you deserved this 🥺
@'saintclauds: that's my bestirini 🥰🥰🥰
@'victoriamonet: proud of you
-> @'mdm: no, I'm proud of YOU 🥺🥺🥺
@'theestallion: EXACTLYYYY
@'claybornharlow: we did that 🤞🏻
-> @'lukehemmings: 🤞🏻
@'miriamhater: Ariana Grande deserved
-> @'miriamfan: she wasn't even nominated 😭
@'antimiriam: nepotism can only take you so far
-> @'mackaremyparents: I mean she's literally one award from winning an EGOT, directed & produced & created the soundtrack for her own movie, and is doing her masters. Your faves could never!
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Jack via Instagram Stories
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@'jackharlow: my three time award-winning superstar
@'mdm: why would you post this! Of all pictures from today you post the one of me reading Clay's post
-> @'jackharlow: don't you have homework to finish?
-> @'mdm: I literally finished before the plane took off
-> @'8amclassmate: fuck now I gotta do the reading
@'lilnasx: MOTHER
@'rapfan: imagine your bitch winning before you. I'd dump that hoe because she can't embarrass me like that
@'jackfanbutmiriamhater: oh I hate this for him. He deserves someone how won't outshine him. Miriam is always doing way too much and it sucks that she wrote Jack's brother in her schemes 😒
@'jackharlow: y'all are mad annoying. It's not a fucking competition for me and Miriam. As her partner, I know the hard work she puts and she deserves this and more
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#jack harlow#jack and miriam#jack harlow instagram au#jack harlow insta au#jack harlow fanfic#jack harlow imagine#jack harlow oneshot
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a/n: inspired from all the prev posts!
your insta but you're dating aaron hotchner part 2 :")
part 1, 3, 4
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y/n_xo: look at my faves 🫶🥹.... and then there's aaron
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its.emilyp: jumpscare warning next time 😨
d.morgan: nah he looks like he's concocting some evil plan
penny.garcia: he looks like he's going to steal christmas
reid.gram: he looks like he kidnapped my mom and held her hostage somewhere 😦
itsjj: just smile and wave, kids. smile and wave 🥲
d.morgan: crop him out next time fr 🙏
a.hotch: i'll crop you out of the team
d.morgan: say less 😍😮💨 least ion have an ugly smile
a.hotch: what smile? you just bare your teeth
y/n_xo: oh 😭
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y/n_xo: meme jack really quickly 🫣
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reid.gram: jack is me when hotch is asking me to get to the point even though my point was the whole theory 🙂
penny.garcia: omg me when he tells me to search something more quickly even though i'm already working high speed 🙂
itsjj: me when he plants more files on my desk even though i'm drowning in the last ones 🙂
its.emilyp: he's me that one time hotch did "team building" and then proceeded to complain the whole time 🙂
d.morgan: me when i made one mistake and he held it against me for months but goes on about forgiving and how its important to move on 🙂
the.davidrossi: me looking at him ogling @/y/n_xo for months and then passionately disagreeing he was in love
y/n_xo: so i'm sensing some of you need therapy 🧍♀️
a.hotch: all of you are dead to me
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y/n_xo: i really got replaced 💔
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the.davidrossi: WHERE are you finding these???
itsjj: so... who's the wife in the relationship? 🤔
its.emilyp: it's rossi for sure
reid.gram: i would say hotch. the angle of the selfie says it all
d.morgan: nah it gotta be rossi, he types and cooks like a mom. sometimes he even be smelling like one
the.davidrossi: all of you are out of my will
d.morgan: i complimented your cooking and this is the attitude i get? choke
its.emilyp: you're probably immortal at this point, poisoning and sucking the life out of other people so you can drive us to insanity which would inevitably lead us to our doom. but i see right through you 😒
itsjj: sweetheart we need to stop watching horror movies at night time, okay?
a.hotch: it's not what it looks like!
y/n_xo: i don't know if i should cry or be disgusted >:(
a.hotch: baby, i haven't cheated. i promise you ❤
y/n_xo: omg could you imagine if you did with rossi? 💀
the.davidrossi: what is that supposed to mean? 🤨
reid.gram: she means you're old and embarrassing. and maybe even disgusting 🤷♂️
y/n_xo: i will physically mutilate you and feed you to wild dogs
itsjj: thanks for that, my kids are crying
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y/n_xo: my bae 😍
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reid.gram: we literally have a pending case right now y/n
y/n_xo: okay? he's still a bae 😍
reid.gram: awww really? hope you guys find out you're related 😍🤞
penny.garcia: well... at least we know those frown lines are removable 😌
reid.gram: in a time like this, his frown lines are what matters to you? imagine if he was dead
itsjj: omg imagine he was and you guys were discussing his frown lines. i'd resurrect and haunt everyone on this thread
reid.gram: don't worry, your cheeto breath would give you away instantly 🤢
penny.garcia: all i'm saying is i'd want to make sure our boss got a nice makeover one last time in the coffin. and you can't do that if you have bad indentations on your forehead 💗💗
itsjj: this alone should give you employee of the year 😍
a.hotch: i think we need to have a serious talk
d.morgan: seeing hotch not angry makes me feel deeply uncomfortable
its.emilyp: no cause same. someone poke him and see if he's alive
y/n_xo: you'd think i'd kill him? 😡
its.emilyp: if you did, there'd be no one between us would there? 😏
y/n_xo: 😳
a.hotch: i'm wide awake, thank you 😠
its.emilyp: its like he's still with us 😢 i can almost feel his presence 💔
#criminal minds#criminal minds fanfiction#spencer reid#aaron hotchner#aaron hotchner x reader#aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction#aaron hotch fanfiction#aaron hotch x reader#derek morgan#emily prentiss#penelope garcia#jennifer jareau#david rossi
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Okay so I had another idea…a follow up with a ring instead? 😅🥹💗 on the inside has engravings of the others name on it 😭 but Minho proposes so reader gets theirs first, he gets his later on…again no pressure if you don’t like the idea 💗 thank you for even writing my first request 🥹😚💕
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a/n: oh honey, you ask and i DELIVER. because i'm in love with this universe we've created together. but i did stray from the prompt a bit so no engravings! i hope you enjoy it either way!
sequel to this! but can be read as a stand alone fic too.
you’re losing your mind. you’re losing your mind. you lost your necklace.
the one he gifted you, the one with his initial, the one that bought a matching one for and wears around his neck every day just like you did. you’re honestly baffled, you never take it off, the metal never grows cold because it’s constantly warmed by your skin. it’s become such a part of you that you no longer felt its weight around your neck.
you don’t even know how it could have gotten lost. you haven’t unclasped it since he slid it around your neck almost two years ago. did it fall off? you didn’t even notice until you woke up this morning that it was gone, and that made you feel worse. you pawed through your pillows and sheets and blankets looking for it, but to no avail. it’s gone, and you’re losing your mind.
you’re like a whirlwind as you move through your apartment, looking under every crevice and around every corner to find this necklace before he finds out that you lost it. really, you know he won’t be upset, but that doesn’t stop your heart from beating rapidly in your chest in nervousness.
you save the kitchen for last, knowing that’s where he was, pattering around and cooking breakfast for the both of you like he does every weekend. he turns towards you when you walk in, putting down his spatula, and turning towards you for a kiss. you comply, pecking him quickly and collapsing into a dining room chair, hiding your face in your hand in defeat.
“what’s wrong, kitten?” he says, squatting in front of you and taking your hand gently in his and rubbing the back of it with his thumb.
“i’m sorry, minho,” you say, crestfallen and refusing to meet his eyes. “i lost the necklace you gave me. after so long i lost it, its gone, i’m so sorry.”
“oh, love, it’s okay,” he says, leaning forward a bit so his cheek is pressed to your knee. “don’t be sad. it makes me sad when you’re sad.”
“but,” you start, sniffling hard. “you gave it to me.”
“i have something that may help,” he says suddenly, getting up from his kneeled position. “i was saving it for another time, but i think-” he cuts himself off, shaking his head. “you’ll see.”
he scampers out of the room, leaving you staring at your hands, trying not to cry. you didn’t know why you thought he would be mad, of course he’s not mad. you’re startled when he kneels in front of you once more, on one knee this time. your eyes are drawn to his hands, where he’s holding open a velvet box with a simple gold band inside, adorned with a glittering diamond. you gasp and meet his eyes, where they’re twinkling on his face with stars of adoration for you.
“i was going to do this on our anniversary, but this seems more fitting,” he says, chuckling a bit. you don’t think anyone else but you could tell, but he was nervous.
“min,” you choke out, tears starting to blur your vision that you’re quick to blink out in fear of missing every expression on his face.
“here we go,” he takes a deep breath. “(y/n), i love you, so much. you’re my entire life, the reason i wake up in the morning and the person i think of before i go to sleep at night. i can’t live without you, without your touch and your laugh and your beautiful thoughts. i never want to stop hearing your voice, i want to be there in your happiest moments and support you in your worst. i want to spend every minute of the rest of my life with you. so, will you marry me?”
a single tear runs down his face, and then your floodgates burst open.
you’re blubbering out yes’s and i love you’s as you throw your arms around his neck, squishing the ring box between you as you join him on the floor. your knees crack against the tiles, but you don’t care, overwhelmed in the best possible way. you lean back to press wet kisses all over his face, his cheeks, his nose, his lips, tasting his tears.
he giggles, smile wide and toothy as he slides the ring onto your finger before capturing your lips into a kiss again.
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when you walk into work that next monday, showing off your new ring to everyone you see, you find the necklace on your desk, but you just smile and place it in your drawer. you don’t need it anymore - you have something better.
soft hours
#stray kids fluff#stray kids imagines#minho imagines#lee minho fluff#stray kids x you#stray kids x y/n#stray kids x stay#minho x you#minho x y/n#lee know fluff#lee know x reader#lee know x y/n#soft
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daily reflection: nov. 16th ❤︎
good morning lovely friends! here is what i accomplished and what i could have improved today, to hold myself accountable. it was really effective for me to know that i had posted my goals list on tumblr yesterday where others could see it; whenever i felt like giving in to my adhd brain that tells me that tasks are to be feared, i would simply remember that i had kind folks online who were interested in seeing me succeed hehe, it helped me so much! here is my first day ❤︎
accomplishments:
i completed all of my cleaning goals and more! it turned into a deeper clean than i thought it would be which felt really nice (and is usually how it goes once i get cleaning). it's so lovely to be able to start fresh with a clean working and sleeping space; it's so much easier to feel inspired, be productive, and take care of yourself when your environment is as ready for you as you are for it!
i wasn't going to complete all of my texting and calling tasks, BUT I DID! these types of tasks are the hardest for me to get done because i have pretty intense social anxiety and rejection sensitive dysphoria, and communicating with others both online and offline takes a lot of mental preparation and energy for me. but i did it, and i am so, so proud of myself! in fact...
self-compassion:
not only did i accomplish my original communication goals, i also ended up replying to two friends i hadn't seen in a long time, even though i was anxious! both of them were at my sister's show last night and i was so surprised to see them and a couple of other friends that i had to go have a bathroom cry from the anxiety lol. i had so many emotions coming up; the first was sadness and shame seeing that they had all come in a group together and that i wasn't with them. i joined them two seconds after i saw everyone, but the sadness was still there because i was positive they would have invited me into the group earlier if i had been less isolated this last year, which is where the guilt came in. i realized i had been isolating from my friends for so long out of fear that i wasn't wanted, didn't provide anything to them, and that maybe i didn't have people i liked being around after all, but that is so, so far from the truth; i do have friends who love me and who i love, and all of them were so loving, so kind, and actually sent me messages after the show telling me how much they loved me and how happy they were to see me! it made me cryyyy and feel so many feelings. i have plans to see them next week, and i actually feel like i'm overcoming my isolation era at long last; i'm really proud of myself for having self-compassion and using tools i've learned in therapy to better my life! :')
my next step is to learn more about and overcome this shame i have around letting my friends love me for who i am; the only way to learn more about it is to actually make plans to see friends and be vulnerable; wish me luck 😭💗
improvements to make:
as for my other tasks; i cleaned out one of my emails, but i have so many email accounts that it felt a little bit lacklustre to call that an accomplishment. today i'd like to break down how big the task of consolidating my digital life will actually be so that i can take measurable and consistent steps towards completing my goal (writing that sentence is baffling me right now - bunny from a few days ago never would have realized how much writing out her goals could help her in being less afraid of them! this feels like a huge accomplishment for my adhd brain!)
today felt like a really successful day, and i'm super proud of myself! this was only the beginning of what i actually want to accomplish in a day, but it was such a great way to try it out. i'm excited to see where this journey takes me and how these daily checklists and reflections will affect my productivity; they already have helped so much! if you've made it to the end of this, thank you for taking the time to read about my day, it means so much to me! lets try our best to have another successful day! ❤︎
#bunny's daily diary ✨💕🌷#becoming that girl#dream girl#dream life#girlblogging#glow up#it girl#productivity#that girl#pink pilates girl#pink pilates princess#clean girl#self improvement#self care
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Giggling and kicking my feet and twirling my hair and going "oh my gawd" every time I re-read the nsfw alphabet that you did of toge your brain is so huge💞 gigantic even. You said you don't think he talks during those times (understandable), but do you think he doesn't even like...say tuna? If he has to say something (best dirty talk ever)? Actually, do you think he ever has to fight off the urge to actually speak and say something during sex, and then gets like. Upset at himself inside?
Okay so first of all, I'm gonna cry, this is the sweetest comment ever omg 🥹🥹 I haven't given up on this blog btw, I haven't posted in a while but I just got sick + I have a new job starting soon + somehow the creative juice got sucked out of me, BUT I'M STILL HERE AND THIS COMMENT!!! IT GIVES ME MORE REASONS TO KEEP PESTERING Y'ALL!!! 😭😭😭 so yeah tysm for your comment it just made my night 🥹🥹💗💗
Okay, regarding your questions (nsfw, so find it under the cut!!)
I actually think he would use some rice-ingredient words!
In-between the moans and whimpers, the pants and grunts coming from you both, he would probably ask how you're doing— A small "Mustard leaf?", or even some "Tuna tuna!" when he feels you drift away. And if you ask him how he's holding up, he'd try to give you a shaky "S-salmon..!" so you keep going.
I just think overall he tries to keep quiet, mostly because of how insatiable he is and thus how long sessions can be— If it's his first or second orgasm, he's not necessarily going to slip out. He has enough control to remember he can't fully let go. The more you go on, though... well, you both remember the time when he screamed of pleasure— That was wild, even for him. Sometimes you leave him a crying mess, and all you can do is watch as he pants and lets out unintelligible whimpers.
I also definitely think he would try to say your name. I headcanon Toge with a speech impediment, mainly him stuttering and stammering because he doesn't often get to pronounce new words; he knows his commands by heart, as well as Yuuta's name (and even then, he would pronounce it "Yuuda" at first). However, I think he'd try very hard to pronounce everyone else's names correctly, especially if he got caught doing it and basically got the equivalent of a pat on the head. For his significant other, it's clear he'd try his hardest: he can't tell you how important you are to him, so he'll try to do something simple yet very meaningful for the both of you. He'll try to pronounce your name, without stuttering— And it might slip out during sex.
Whenever he uses it, even though it doesn't seem to affect him, it does affect you: you can't say if it's actual cursed energy or simply your feelings for him, but you find yourself staring at him, admiring his features and drinking any sound leaking from his lips.
🍵 Okay, let's take a breather now. 🍵
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🍵 Breathe in.. breathe out. 🍵
About your last question— Toge's curse is being a passionate soul forced to silence. He hides it well, but he feels a lot; he's a control freak, similar to Maki (even though they'd never admit it), because that's how he hurts the least amount of people. Before the school, before Gojo, before Panda (his first friend)— Toge was alone. He wouldn't say a word, hands would be shoved against his mouth if he dared breathe too loud. The only person who never shushed him nor feared him ended up being cursed by him— Clearly, everyone's better off far away from him.
The problem is, Toge is a lover. I'm an Inuokko shipper first and foremost so this might be where this idea comes from, but, even platonically, I think Toge would be the one to relate most to Rika. They're like two sides of the same coin when it comes to love. @gelatosushix made a wonderful post about it, so I won't dive too deep into this, but basically: Rika kills when she loves, but Toge dies when he loves.
A common mistake would be comparing Toge to a moth, drawn to fire and getting burnt by it. Toge isn't the moth; he's the flame. You're the moth. He's captivating, he has this mysterious aura yet somehow seems like an open book, but only if you ask the right questions— Only if you learn his language (and I'm not talking about rice ingredients). He intoxicates you, draws you in with his gaze (whether a purple wine with violet droplets, or a fiery brown with amber lights).
Then, he pulls his collar down: tattoos, or maybe burn scars, marking his cheeks and tongue as death takes the form of a baby-faced man. He's a weapon, one even Maki can't wield. He's feared. And yet— The raspiness of his voice, the deep accents scratching his throat— They get to you. Stupid moth flying to its death. At least it'll be sweet, you think.
Toge kills for people, because killing goes hand-in-hand with dying in his case. Toge loves by pushing away; that's how it's always been, that's what he's been taught. Yet you're here— You're holding him, stroking his cheek, singing his name, giving yourself to him. It feels right, it feels like everything he's ever wanted, it feels like so little yet so much to him— And he hates it.
You deserve it all and he deserves nothing. You deserve words. Not silly ones, actual words— But he can't say it. He can't stutter that he loves you, because what if? He could curse you. He could ruin your life, and Toge's already ruined so many lives in the past— It weighs on his soul, yet he can endure it; as long as you're not the next accursed.
So he bites down. On your skin, on his hand, on the pillow— Anything, anywhere. He bites down to keep the sounds from coming out. And if you reassure him, tell him that you know, he doesn't need to say it— He starts crying. He hates himself, he hates his curse, he hates the fucking marks on his face.
His hips slam against yours, he grabs at your skin; you're near, he knows it. He knows you by heart, that's the least he can do.
Deeper, deeper, deeper— You reach the stars first, but he follows soon after. And he keeps crying. He cries the rest of the night, even with you holding him and whispering against his lips. He has to grab onto you so he doesn't run to the bathroom to desperatly try and wash his markings off.
Toge is a lover, a passionate soul forbidden from opening his heart; he hates emotional sex because of how much his heart bleeds from it. It ignites his flame, lures you in even more; and when his cries fill the room, when he hugs you tight— It's like you're a butterfly, pinned by the thorns of a rose you were drinking from.
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jujutsu kaisen headcanons#jjk headcanons#toge#inumaki toge#toge inumaki#toge headcanons#toge x reader#toge smut#atlas answers#atlas writes#atlas headcanons#atlas posts#(i hope it answered your questions! i got a bit carried away🥹)#(it gets me so shy for no reason🥹 hopefully you like it..)#👀 anon
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signing session feels after: 😭😭😭😭
My sister and I stood outside for 1,5h in the -10⁰C (feels like -15⁰C) weather and my toes were so freezing I could of cried
Niko was first and we said 'hey' and then we both asked at the same time "how are you" and after a small loading moment both said fine and laughed 😂 (the way niko's eyes crinkle when he laughs makes me go 💘💗 💖💓) He also asked how I liked the new song and he said that it's probably their favorite of the new album.
Then was Aleksi and after saying hi I asked how he's doing and he said 'alright' and something about just how there's everything going on with the new song and stuff and he was SO NICE like a proper gentleman made me smile so much ❤️ (imo aleksi was the most natural socializing and chatting, probably since he has done that a lot alone when it was just alex mattson)
Next was Olli and asdfghjkl I made such a fool of myself ohmylord (this is the kinda stuff you think about late at night when you can't sleep and cry why did i have to be so dumb) We said hey and I was probably there like 👁👄👁 staring at him cause dude, if he is good looking online and on stage, you can't prepare yourself for seeing him up close I'm telling you. Then he asked me something and I didn't hear him so I was there like what?? he repeated asking how I'm doing and I was just trying to say anything at all but stumbled on my words and aaaa 🫣 he was just so handsome I forgot how to act okay??? Don't blame me
Joonas 😭❤️ I knitted him mittens so I gave those to him and he clearly appreciated it, he did say that he has worn the knitted wool socks I made for him and that my sister gave to him in Stuttgart m&g but idk could be that he just said it. Didn't have much time to say anything else (but damn do i love that dude)
Tommi and Joel were last and my autograph card was already gone to the end so I didn't really have a chance to say anything to them (i was kinda a bit intimidated of them both so I didn't really come up with anything to say I admit) but tbh I was left feeling very weird about joel.. Idk could be that he was just anxious/tired/whatever but he was acting kinda cold and distant and I'm just like ?🥺
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HIII 💗💗
I love your writing and your work, so I was wondering if I could request Gaz x Reader for COD !
so like I was thinking about like hurt/comfort sorta thing? like if the reader was like sad about something and like about to cry and if Gaz would like comfort them or somth ??
sry if this sounds too confusing,, idk how to explain 😭
Probably went H.A.M on this lmao but this was cute to write. I don’t normally write for Gaz outside of head cannons so I hope this is ok!
Warnings - mentions of gore, COD typical violence, mentions of trauma, flashbacks, mentions of survivors guilt
Checking your clock it read 03:00, the witching hour. You could sleep, plagued with images of your last mission. Which went horribly wrong, you’d lost some good men, good friends that day. You’d been back on base 3 days, and while no one expected you to be over it yet, if at all, you did. You needed to move on, to get over it, you needed to prove to yourself that you weren’t weak.
Giving in you decided some fresh air might help, getting dressed you pulled the door closed behind you. You made your way down the corridors until you made it to the training field. Lying down you stared up at the night sky, counting the stars above you. A warm salty tear slowly drifted down your cheek.
‘Hey, you ok?’ The sudden noise made you jump, quickly you wiped away the tear and tried to hide your face. ‘Oh, hi Gaz. Didn’t think anyone else was up.’ You sniffed, desperately trying to hide the fact you were crying. ‘Yeah, can’t sleep. Never can before I ship out. Heard you leave your room, just wanted to check on you.’
Hearing that from him meant the world, you thought a lot of Gaz, he was a good solider and even better friend. You’d always fancied him, but he wasn’t to know that. ‘I’m fine’ you muttered, pleading your voice not to crack. Gaz sat down on the soft grass next to you ‘aww come on now, can’t bullshit a bullshitter’ he smiled. He placed his arm around you, pulling you in close to him.
You sighed, choosing to remain silent. ‘Crying isn’t a sign of weakness yanno’ he began, testing the waters. ‘Can’t let emotion build up in this job, it comes out when you least expect it. If you need to cry, cry. I promise I won’t tell anyone.’ You stifled a laugh, but it was no use, to tears fell. They fell hard and fast. ‘I don’t even know where to begin’ you sniffed.
‘Well, start with why you can’t sleep? What you thinking of?’ His voice was so gentle, smooth like silk and genuine. ‘I can’t stop seeing their faces. Their screams. I can smell the flesh burning. It’s just there, and I can’t do anything. I didn’t do anything. I should have saved them.’ Without even realising the tears were falling, heavy and thick with sorrow.
Gaz pulled your face to look at him, wiping your tears away with his thumb. ‘It wasn’t your fault. What you’re feeling is survivor guilt. I’ve been there. You did nothing wrong, there was nothing you could have done any different. You need to talk to someone, you can’t bottle this up.’ You lost yourself in his kind eyes, searching for any trace of a lie but found none. ‘But it’s my fault. It’s my fault they’re dead. I shouldn’t be here.’
He pressed his forehead against yours. ‘It’s not your fault, there’s no earthly way you could have known there was an RPG aimed at you. You don’t have x-ray eyes do you?’ You shook your head. ‘So how could you have known? You got out, you’re here now with me. Alive. And I’m so thankful. When you see their faces find something you can feel, and really feel it. Take note of how it feels against your skin, is it rough? Soft? Malleable? And text me, tell me what you feel. Can you do that?’
You nodded. Your foreheads meshed together in the bitter night air. Feeling more grounded the dam broke. You sobbed into his shoulder, choking on your tears as he held your head against him. ‘Breathe with me. You got this love.’ You tried to breathe in time with him, in and out. In and out. ‘That’s it. Well done. Deep breaths.’ His voice was calm and soothing, you felt safe and grounded in his arms. ‘Promise me you’ll talk to someone? You can’t go through this alone.’ You nodded again. ‘Words.’
‘I promise Gaz, thank you.’ He placed a reassuring kiss to your temple ‘come on, it’s fuckin baltic out here. I’ll walk you back to your room.’
#call of duty#cod mw22#kyle garrick#kyle gaz garrick#gaz x reader#gaz garrick#gaz cod#Gaz x you#request
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ALSKDKDJF OKAYYY !!! I’m glad it’s not a bother !!! I overthink sometimes alskdkjf
urgh so I am having A WEEK :( I hope it’s okay I rant a bit … alslkskdj
helurf okay so after midterms last week, I’ve been trying to like relax and give myself time to rest but IVE HAD SO MANY ASSIGNMENTS :((( and I’m so tired and burnt out and stressed cause I need to start studying for finals and ahhhhhh alsksjjdjf :(
okay now for some more fun updates!! i had fun at uni yesterday!! we had a super fun soil science lab we got to go into soil pits on the farm our campus has and analyze soil (ph, diagnostic horizons, colour, structure, texture etc) !! It was a lot of fun I’m gonna miss the class and my prof :( (it was my last lab)
another fun thing is its art market week at my uni so time to drop a ton of money on prints, stickers and crocheted animals !!! :D
AND okay so I made it into a special like abroad research kinda program/course in like that’s usually only available to upper years students but somehow I made it in alskkskdjdj . Anyways, we get to go to South Africa from like May 14-June 9 to do research and stuff in the field!!! and like IM SO EXCITED??? So anyways, the 19 students that also made it in (it’s a highly competitive program to get into) we had our second group meet up plus our prof (who taught my favourite class by far last term) yesterday and it was a lot of fun and we got free dinner which was super super yum and I can’t believe I’m actually going ahhhhh
and then I went to a friends house for dinner (yes, dinner again) which was fun we like catch up at least once a month and yeah
Anyways sorry for the truck load of information about my life weh
HOW IS YOUR LIFE STAR!!! I WANNA HEAR ABOUT YOU!! (With whatever ur feeling comfy sharing 💗)
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UGH I always forget how close together exam season is WHYYYY ARE UR FINALS ALREADY RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER….. 💔💔 I believe in you angel manifesting all the best for you frfr you’re smart I know you got this 🫶🫶🫶🫶
AHHHH UR UNI LAB SOUNDED SO FUN I love labs where you just get to go outside and do stuff in nature it’s fr so healing 👼 I took a geology course in college where we got to go to this creek near my school and like test the ph balance of the water and it was so much fun being outside instead of cooped up in the lecture hall fr one of the best labs we ever did. AND the art market this week???? RAHHH HAVE SO MUCH FUN we used to have something similar at my uni and I would drop SO much on stickers not even joking my laptop is covered in them still :’)
ALSO OH MY GOD??? TO THE STUDY ABROAD PROGRAM?????? STOP THAT SOUNDS SO FIXKIFNT FUNNNNN IM SO EXCITED FOR YOU WYAHWJDNRJ CONGRATS ON GETTING IN BB ‼️‼️ I didn’t have to do study abroad when I was in college bc covid hit but I can’t wait to hear all about yours and live vicariously thru ur updates AHHHH and it’s coming up so soon !! WOWOWOWOW HAVE THE BEST TIME ILY ILY THATS SO FUN
My day was honestly vvvvv boring but it was productive! I had work and then I had a shit ton of laundry to do but I was tired as fuck and I have cramps bc my period started today so I got coffee first to wake me up and then after cleaning the apartment I caught up on Ateez vlogs and now I’m simultaneously writing and watching Zelda gameplay 👼 I think my emotions are like ten times worse rn because of my period so I’m just taking it easy but I have a huge party to go to this weekend and a lot of my friends are gonna be there so I need to get my shit together and stop being sad bc I don’t want to bring the mood down ☹️ why do I always have a party in the same week I feel like shit LOL the last time I had one my situationship and I got into a huge fight and my sister had to be checking on me like every 5 minutes bc I was borderline crying the whole night it was so embarrassing 😭 (I am so tired of crying over this same girl oh my god)
ANYWAYS I LOVE U ANGEL IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU AND I CANT WAIT TO HEAR ALL ABOUT UR STUDY ABROAD TRIP RAHHH THATS SO EXCITING CONGRATS AGAIN ILY ILY 🩷💖💞💘💕💓👼
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childhood lover ✩ kylian mbappé
summary: about getting married and having a life with your first love.
faceclaim: julie tuzet
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ynusername allez les bleus 🫡⚽️
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k.mbappe Mon porte bonheur 😍 (my lucky charm)
ynusername @k.mbappe heheh 🙈
user1 so pretty
user2 i want a love like theirs
user3 you’re so sweet
user4 i don’t know if i want to be kylian or y/n
user5 loving how you guys support each other 😓
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k.mbappe Merci d'être à moi et d'avoir accepté de passer le reste de ta vie avec moi. Tout en toi m'enchante et je suis reconnaissant de t'avoir à mes côtés. Je vous aime 😍 (thank you for being mine and agreeing to spend the rest of your life with me. everything about you enchants me and i am grateful to have you by my side. i love you!)
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ynusername je n'ai pas de mots pour décrire à quel point je t'aime. merci de m'avoir choisi comme épouse 🤍🫶🏻 (i have no words to describe how much I love you. thank you for choosing me as your wife!)
user1 @ynusername i’m fucking crying i love you guys so much
user2 @ynusername happy two years married, happy for you guys 🥺
user3 now we want a mini mbappé
user4 you are made for each other
user5 love is real and it was created by you guys
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ynusername celebrating two years of the best day of my life, it was literally my dream come true! <3
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antonelaroccuzzo 😍😍
k.mbappe Je n'oublierai jamais ce que j'ai ressenti quand je t'ai vu dans cette robe marcher dans l'allée, inoubliable. 😵💫 (i’ll never forget how I felt when I saw you in that dress walking down the aisle, unforgettable.)
ynusername et je n'oublierai jamais ce que j'ai ressenti quand je t'ai vu m'attendre là-bas 🫶🏻 (and i’ll never forget how i felt when i saw you waiting for me there)
user1 i hope one day 😭
user2 the most beautiful couple in the world
user3 it moves me to see how much you love each other
user4 honestly this is way better than romeo and juliet
user5 this is true love 🥹!! omg i can’t hold back my tears.
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ynusername our date nights are always the best ones! 💗
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k.mbappe ❤️❤️❤️
user1 we love to see you guys happy
user2 @disney i think you guys lost them but don’t worry!! they are fine and happy in paris 🫡
user3 my dream couple
user4 such a beautiful couple
user5 you both are so adorable
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k.mbappe Few months to be 3 of us. We are grateful that you chose us as mom and dad. 💙
(Mommy was grumpy in the last pic because she was hungry 🥹)
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ynusername we love you 🥲🩷
user1 OMFG
antonelaroccuzzo 😍😍
ethanmbappe ❤️❤️
user2 I WANT TO BE THEIR BABY
user3 this baby will be so loved, very happy for you! 🫶🏻
user4 you guys deserve it!!!
user5 BABY KYKY OMG
user6 ITS A BOY?
user7 @user6 i think so…..? BECAUSE HE PUTS THE BLUE HEART
user8 @user6 @user7 YEAH BUT Y/N COMMENTED WITH THE PINK ONE
user9 how to get inside someone's belly google search
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ynusername happy, expecting a baby boy and in paris :)
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k.mbappe The prettiest mom in the whole world!
ynusername @k.mbappe simp!! 😛
user1 how far along are you???
ynusername @user1 hey!!! 4 months 😁
user2 y/n, we’re so excited and happy!!!!!!!!! please share everything here
ynusername @user2 of course!!!!!!!! i’m so so excited as well
user3 do you already know the name??
ynusername @user3 we are so confused about it 🥲😓
user4 when is the baby due????? 😭
ynusername @user4 october 🙈
user5 the baby bump IM GONNA CRY
user6 ITS A BOY OMGGGG
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MIMI I LOVE THIS CHAPTER SO DAMN MUCHHH!!!! first we got to see more about jungkook and a back story on his lifestyle and how he is the way he is 🥹🥹🥺 and then we saw a bit of why oc likes to stay closed off with her love life too. and then as the chapter progressed we saw so much soft moments and my heart is literally fluttering. like when he followed her at the art center place because she was in AWE. he saw her with a new emotion he didn’t see before on her face and followed her because he’s so whipped and then in the perfect moment he caught her when she was abt to fall!!!!!!! i screamed so muchhh and thennnn he got sooo worried about the situation and whether or not she got hurt🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 AND he stayed by her side and tried to prevent anything from hurting her or putting her in danger. AND THEN WHEN HE TIED THE HAT STRAP FOR HER AKDHSKDHDKDJDJDB I COULDNT CONTAIN MY SCREAMING AND KICKING DRJFHEJDJ HE EVEN TEASED HER FOR IT BC IT LOOKED FUNNY ON HER IM STILL THINKING ABOUT THAT ENTIRE SCENE AND EVERYTHING THAT WENT ON
AND YOONGI IS A REAL ONE HE REALLY HELPED JUNGKOOK COME TO REALIZATION WITH THESE FEELINGS HE HAS AAAAHHHH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOONGI💝💘🌸💗🩷💞💕💖
oh and don’t get me started on the gala event. they went as DATES looking all hot and sexy they held on to eachother, jungkook protected her from that creep, and he stayed with her the entire night goshhhhh the story is progressing so perfectly thank you mimi😭😭😭😭💗💗💗💗
OKAY AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST MY FAVORITE PART IS THE FACT THAT HE CALLED HER NAME LIKE THREE TIMES THIS CHAPTER IT JUST CAME SO NATURALLY AND I SWEAR I FELT BUTTERFLIES AND WAS NON STOP SMILING AND KICKING MY FEET, GIGGLING AND EVERYTHING🦋🦋🦋🦋🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AND THIS STORY WE LOVE YOU MIMI THANK YOU TRULYYY💖💖💖💖
OKAY FIRST HELLO HI ILY THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY 😭😭😭 I love knowing which parts stick out to you guys and I loooove that it’s those moments that got me kicking screaming crying myself hahaha (and now I think that the next chapters moments will rly make u melt 🤭)
And yes, these two have their reasons and backstories for being the way they are. Like, they’re just scared and closed off and don’t know what and how they can give themselves to another person 😢 but as we see, they’re slowing softening up! Lol that helmet strap hha seems so trivial but I get you, anon! That made me giddy, too.
We all love Yoongi! And we actually see that he does care for OC. He’s moved on and he just wants her happy, however that looks like 😌
AND WOW u kept tabs of how many times he called her by her name hahaha I love that you’re picking up on that bc we see how he’s slowly crossing the line through it!! Hehe more to come! Thank you so much for dropping by and making me so happy with this ask 💕💕💕 sending you love!!!!
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zadie love!!!! 💗💫 i know u said to not apologize for sending in late asks but i can’t help it im sorry🥲 i’ve been so busy on my girls trip this past weekend, and i got home super late last night so i’ve been exhausted trying to fix my sleep schedule yet again while also unpacking from my recent trips BUT while i was in new york i still made sure i got to read ur updates before bed!! i thought it would be better to send in a longer ask once i got home and had more time to type it out🫶🏻🫶🏻
ONTO THE RECENT CHAPS: i looooveeedd taro & yn’s convo like they really are just two besties with absolutely no filter and i enjoyed that chap sm😭 also taro basically calling out yn saying she can’t finish bc sunghoon isn’t the one fucking her is so real like our girl needs to accept and realize it soon😓 AND HOON BEING SO OPEN ABOUT WANTING TO FUCK HER AGAIN WAS NOTTT ON MY 2024 BINGO CARD BC I WOULD THINK HE HAS TOO MUCH PRIDE TO OPENLY ADMIT SOMETHING LIKE THAT. then again he’s still a dick for saying that he wants to fuck her but still doesn’t care about her…you’re writing CH!sunghoon so well like he genuinely makes my blood boil at times. i’m glad yn is getting laid tho but she needs to be fucked good soon and i’m sensing a smut chap w/ hoon in the near future??👀👀
i saw the recent asks some anon sent in saying CH is getting boring and i truly want to know where their thought process is at bc it’s literally getting better with each chapter!!!! some people are so rude, like i get constructive criticism, but that just wasn’t it. the way you’re writing this smau is everything and more zadie, don’t let those weirdos get to you!!!! i know it’s easier said than done but remember there’s more people who love your works (me being one of them), than people who are just bored and have nothing else better to do with their days. IM AN ONLYJAEYUN DEFENDER TILL THE END‼️‼️ you’re doing amazing baby, keep your head up💓💓
wanted to share w/ you a little bit about my girls trip to nyc too!! it was my friend’s 23rd birthday so our whole friend group surprised her w/ a weekend trip to new york as a bday present!! OMG a funny story that happened on our first night there, we all went to this club to celebrate and these group of guys kept being so pushy and gross towards me and my friends. one of them insisted on buying me a drink but he just made me so uncomfy that i didn’t want to even be near him. i tried to decline nicely but he was so persistent. what was funny was that he saw my lockscreen and it was a pic of jongseong in the gym and he immediately backed off bc he thought it was my bf so thank you jay bc he was able to get me out of that situation😭😭
i got carried away with writing this ask so i hope you enjoy this novel i wrote you LOL🤭🤞🏻💞 i hope you’re doing well my baby!! i missed chatting w/ you🥹🫶🏻 ilysm 🤍🧸🎀 !!
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MY ANGEL BABY IS BACK YALL WAKE UP!!!!🤭🤭🤭💗
bless your sweet soul, the fact you made time to read CH during your busy ass girls' trip means so much to me baby, i love and appreciate you with my whole heart 🥺💗
STOP YOULL ACTUALLY MAKE ME CRY NOT THE DEFENDER PART 🥺🥺🥺 thank you so much baby, ngl the comment did hurt a little but i know most of you guys are loving it as much as i do and with amazing feedback from amazing people like you snd many more i would never let those get to me to that certain point again 🥺 i love you sm
OMG NOT THE JONGIE BOYFIE PIC SAVING YOU!!!!! he really is THAT boyfriend im afraid 🤭 im sorry you had to deal with m*n like that baby and am glad you're ssfe and having fun, you deserve it so much!🥺
sending you the biggest kiss and i really hope you can get a little rest soon bc nestie you've been booked and busy but we love to see it!!!!!💗
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okay so this might come out a bit long or cringey im sorry but i need to get this out of my chest 😭😭
your scara story was literally a 10/10 and im not even exaggerating. i've been reading it since the ever first chapters and even since then i was always looking forward the next update and yeah im not rlly the long fanfiction type of person you know 🧍🏻 im more fond of one shots BUT!! if i tell you that im not someone with the patient to wait for thing but i waited two months for this story to finish let me tell you that this was bc it's truly a masterpiece. i legit couldn't bring myself to read the last chapters bc i knew u would cry and i did?? silly me, anyway i think that this was the main reason i started to like scara again too?? like dunno but i always had periods where i was all heart eyes for him and then i stopped caring about him snd this has been going on since his first appearance in 1.1 so yeah 😭 this was so good that it made me read a long ass fic AND be obsessed with the same fictional character for two months?? miss your writing must have some kind of power. Anyway, again, the story was perfect on every aspect and im certainly looking forward for the new story 🫰🏼 keep up with the good work babe and remember to take care of yourself too!! have a nice day/evening 💗
the way i was giggling the entire time reading this omfg anon IM GOING TO PUT U IN MY POCKET ILY /p
😭 i honestly don’t know how to say thank you enough for ur kind words but THANK YOU!! it means sm to me that my fic was interesting enough for you to keep up with and made you like scara more? forever spreading the scara agenda
😭 i am also not patient omg whenever i find a fic in the works i like on ao3 or smth i just bookmark it and come back months later and same with webtoons IM JUST IMPATIENT so i understand u and appreciate u keeping up w my fic despite that 💓
TYSM UR SO KIND U HAVE A LOVELY DAY/NIGHT AS WELL and don’t apologize for sending me this i don’t find it cringey or annoying it was very cute 🫶
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