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✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝? – Han x FEM Reader!

cw : guitarist and singer, rockstar, semi public sex, concert, bfwb to lovers, little bit crazy, perm han, love your thighs

sw : choke kink, biting, oral (both), piv, unprotected sex, humping, blowjob, hair pulling, pet names, MDNI.

wc : 6.600 words

synopsis : You and Jisung have been friends since primary school. A unique friendship. He had a special personality, quirky, a bit manic in some ways. Whereas you were always shy and kept to yourself. You always supported him, even in his budding career as a rock star. You loved the way he held the stage. Unfortunately, this job deprived him of many of life's pleasures, such as sex. One day he made a suggestion which, despite your initial embarrassment, you did not refuse. You were also sexually frustrated because you had never found a man who met your standards. And Jisung was the perfect man. So you began to be best friends with benefits. One day he will start his performance with a new look that will drive you crazy and this will result in a long and hot sex session.

a/n : this is the third fic that I wrote here and I'm so happy to see that a lot of you really liked this plot so after some waitings here for you the full story !!! 🎀 Hope u enjoy this, let's see in the next one !!! 🤍🤍🥰

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You and Jisung have always been best friends. You met him in primary school when you were just two kids. You still remember the afternoons you spent together eating snacks and helping him with his homework. He was truly a child full of surprises and talents, he could do anything and you followed him everywhere because you loved him. Jisung was a part of you, you shared everything with him. You were two completely different personalities: you were kind, calm, shy and quiet, and he was quirky, eccentric, talkative, who loved to be the centre of attention and show off his talents, but you knew that deep down he was a kind-hearted person, despite some of his peculiar behaviour that you could sometimes not understand. Jisung really was a personality in his own right. He was unique, and that was what made this friendship unique. No one was like Han Jisung. Like your best friend. And no one would ever be. Never. You were a part of each other and had made a promise to each other. Over time, even your different passions and paths had failed to separate you. You had a job that reflected your personality, a simple bartender and photographer, while he, with a brilliant personality, had become a big shot in music. A wonderful rock star. A lifestyle that perfectly reflected his: free, flamboyant, unique. Han Jisung was simply the rock itself.

Unfortunately, however, our duties often and willingly take us away from what is pleasurable. And indeed it did. Because of the time you spent between the café and the photo studio, you could rarely go out at night to find a man to take to bed. And the frustration was high; you felt the physical need to get laid like never before. To get rid of all the stress weighing on your shoulders. Jisung's situation was no different. With his life as a musician, between studio work and concerts scattered around the country or even on tour, he never had time to relax and indulge in his manly pleasures. He had always been a bit of a playboy in his high school days, you well remember him taking advantage of every party to get into bed with some girl. It was amazing how the next day he would tell you everything in detail and you would tease him about his performance in bed. He was so sweet and convincing when he told you about his talents in bed.

However, when he started to devote himself to music, everything changed. No more tales of strange performances in bed. On the contrary, he would tell you how frustrating it was not to be able to take anyone to bed because of lack of time and fame. If he was caught, he would surely end up in the middle of a scandal, and he was determined to avoid that. He hated having to apologise for indulging his pleasures. Also because you were aware of your best friend's strange habits in bed.

Yes, because Han Jisung loved to play strange bed games with anyone who came along. You were in eighth grade when he first told you about one of his crazy nights at a party. He had left bite marks all over the girl's body and had fucked her in a position that you weren't sure you fully understood when he described it to you. Even less did you think it was normal to prepare the girl with the neck of a wine bottle. But that was Jisung, as special in bed as he was in real life.

Sometimes you were afraid of what she might do when you were not around. He was a strange personality and you loved that about him.

Every once in a while, before he went off to the studio for rehearsals or the release of a new album, he would drop by to tell you about the latest happenings over a good cup of coffee. He remembered how you take it from your high school days and loved to bring you breakfast every morning and tell you about the previous day. It gave you the feeling that nothing had changed over the years. You and Jisung were still the same kids in primary school, fighting over which stickers to put under the desk to make it your own.

You loved this side of your friendship, you felt more and more connected to him in every way, it was as if the longer you went on, the more nothing changed. It warmed your heart and you were grateful. You followed him to every concert in the country, leaving the café under the leadership of your clique of friends. Occasionally you took the opportunity to travel and see his concerts around the world, and when you couldn't join him, he would call you and you would stay up all night. He would always send you videos of where he was going, full performances just for you. You were his privileged fan and he loved it all.

Whenever he came back from tour, you would find him at your door with two beers and two pizzas, ready to spend the next two days with you, telling you about his colourful life away from home while on tour. And you smiled broadly when he told you of his madness and when he held you close to him after months of not feeling the contact of your body and the scent of your skin, which he loved madly. You remember how many times he told you how much he loved your perfume, whether it was some new scent you had bought or the simple smell of your skin after a hot winter shower.

Nothing could compare to the feeling of having a Han Jisung as your friend, as your best friend. It was like having a holiday home all to yourself, only in this case the holiday was for life and nothing could change that fate. Not even his crazy ideas about you, or those strange illuminations he had at night, telling you to follow him through the streets at four in the morning, or to play in the playground.

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It was so strange to think about how you had ended up in that situation with Jisung. Him naked at your side, caressing your skin with his lips.

One day, you remember exactly when and how it happened, you were eating a good kebab, he was complaining about how frustrating his life was since he could no longer take anyone to bed with him. You were about to choke on your beer when the idea came out of his mouth. "Yes, we could help each other! You give me pleasure and I give you pleasure. It's a fair deal, see? So I can show you my talents, you who have heard so much about them for so long," he said excitedly, clapping his hands. Do you remember how you looked at him in shock, your cheeks almost burning? You almost didn't choke on your salad. You were embarrassed, you didn't think your best friend could think such things, with you too. With you. Did Jisung really want to fuck you? You were a bit afraid that it would ruin your friendship. But on the other hand I felt he was right, you were the only one he could go with and he was the only one you had time to spend with. It was an offer with merit, and in the end quite tempting. You were shy, but at the same time you didn't want to turn down the offer, after all Jisung was your best friend, what could go wrong that it wouldn't work out? after all, no man reflected your standards and Han Jisung was really the perfect man. Muscular body, slim waist and long legs. Strong arms, a beautiful face with a predatory look. Jisung was simply ethereal.

"Jisung, are you sure about what you are asking me?" you asked, still a little incredulous. "Of course, Princess. I trust no one but you, and among other things, your body is wonderful, you have gorgeous thighs, I would love to stick my face in them." He whispered in your ear, making you blush. You hadn't expected him to be like that. This boy was a constant surprise. He bit your neck, then took a sip of beer and blinked at you. He was going to drive you crazy, you were more than sure. No one could make you like him, it was amazing the power he had over you.

You sighed and looked at him, "All right, I'm in, but don't get any strange ideas Han". You continued to eat as a huge grin appeared on his face.

And when you saw him grinning, you knew it was over for you.

That's how you ended up where you were now, in Han Jisung's arms, naked in his bed. Secretly, perhaps not so secretly, you loved the way he drew strange patterns on your skin, the way he kissed you and branded your breasts. You were always at his mercy. You caressed his warm stomach skin as he almost massaged your shoulder with his eyes closed. You felt him move underneath you to reach for the water and take a sip before he kissed your hair and began to slide his hand down to your bottom, cupping it in his hands and letting out a giggle. He was amazing, that boy, he would never change.

He ran a hand up your back, cupping your neck from behind and letting the back of your neck tilt back, biting your lower lip and pulling it towards him as he massaged your buttocks. You loved the little touches he would give you after a long session of sex. Also because he had worn you out enough that night. You knew how crazy he was in bed, he always proved it to you, and this time he had only confirmed the theory. He had chosen to eat you, laying you on your stomach on the mattress and taking your legs, wrapping them around his neck as he teased your hole with two fingers. You loved it when he pulled at your pussy lips with his teeth, it drove you crazy the way he squeezed as if he wanted to pull them away from you. "What are you thinking about?" He distracted you from your thoughts, you giggled as you thought about him and what you had done in bed just before. "About you and your extraordinary sexual performance," you laughed and then planted a soft kiss on his lips. He patted your bottom as he burst out laughing and covered his face, then rubbed it and rested on his elbows. His chest was full of your marks, as were your breasts. He had enjoyed branding you that night.

"I have a concert tomorrow, are you coming? I will be wearing a new look and there will be a new song on the set list, I hope you like it, Princess." He smiled and then slipped under the covers and catapulted himself over your body, laughing and kissing your stomach. "Of course I'll come, Jisung. I could never miss a concert of yours. I'm curious too. What are you going to do? Will you come back with blue hair like in high school?" you scoffed. He knew how much you had loved that high school period; blue hair had been your favourite look.

He smiled and jumped out from under the covers, towering over your body, your naked intimacies colliding and making you moan. It was literally driving you crazy. "No, something sexier, I have a performance in store that will blow your mind and you will be in the VIP station with backstage access. I need my princess to recharge, in fact I'm feeling very tired right now, I need a healthy recharge." He grinned. And that sneer could only mean one thing with Han Jisung. Another round. This guy really never got tired when you went to bed. "You really are a lost cause, Han," you said, stroking his hair as he rested his chin on your belly. "And you adore me so much." He laughed, then reached between your legs and began to bite your thighs. He loved your thighs and told you so every time you fucked.

"You have no idea how much I love the taste of your skin under my lips." He whispered, still licking away traces of his cum that were present along your thighs. Another thing you loved about fucking was the fact that you were both clean, no protection and on the pill. So he would release inside you and you loved the feeling of the heat spreading inside you.

He kissed your intimacy and began to slowly run his tongue over it as he cupped your thighs. He took a bite and began to penetrate you with his tongue. He may have given you heaven on a silver platter. He squeezed your buttocks and continued to move his tongue inside you, nimbly moving his hot muscle which, on contact with your already hot walls, seemed to plunge into the hidden, fiery caves of the pleasure circle. He broke away to get some air and took the opportunity to bite one thigh and continue to leave marks all over it, again not stopping there but continuing up the thigh as well. "You cannot understand the desire I have for you. You are delicious. My favourite dessert." He slid two fingers together with his tongue to spread you as wide as possible, even though you were not tight because of the act he had already performed earlier; it wasn't your first time together but he wanted you to be not only comfortable but as pleasurable as possible. He didn't mind giving you pleasure vicariously, especially as he knew how much you enjoyed his actions. He began to move his fingers inside your opening, almost simulating the same movements as his tongue, only the latter went much deeper. From two fingers he went to three and he was sure that he had uncovered your sensitive spot because you moaned. And that could only make Jisung competitive. He started to hit that spot while he used his tongue to lubricate it, after all, no one forbid you to come several times in one night.

The more he looked at your naked body, the more Jisung blinked with eyes filled with lust. Caught in a burning passion that could only be stopped by satisfying it, the boy held your thighs tightly and pushed himself into you for the umpteenth time, almost exhausting you. So he was surprised when he saw you rise, but without a word he let you go to see how far you would go. And so he eased you down, laying on the back of your bed that had accommodated you until then, before moaning hoarsely as he fully felt your tight walls welcoming his member from head to toe, "Holy shit baby...you are so tight, how is it possible that I just fucked you."

He placed his veiny hands on your tight waist to help you move as uncontrollable moans and gasps escaped from both your lips. You were about to reach the climax, but it was too soon for him to stop this inexplicable pleasure; he would have gone on indefinitely just to hold you and fuck you. He smiled mischievously as he watched you gain confidence and begin to jump on his member faster and faster. You grabbed his neck, pulling his hair back, and he made you tighten your grip, looking at you with piercing eyes. "Don't be afraid to hurt me Mummy - do whatever you want to me. You have no idea how much you drive me crazy." He whispered convincingly as he moved closer to your ear before relaxing under your captivating touch. You loved having that effect on him. To see when you were fucking tired after long sessions without having to see him squeeze you into strange positions. Jisung was enchanting in everything he did, which drove you crazy.... You felt completely at his mercy.

You groaned when you felt him bite your shoulder and turned around to see the teeth marks on your shoulder.

He giggled in amusement and took your chin in one hand and kissed you hard while holding your side with the other, helping you to move faster and faster.

You grinned to yourself, especially when you saw how helpless Jisung was against your touch. "Please make me cum, you're so good, fuck Princess" he moaned into your ear.

Your tongues intertwined as you sought each other out. You sucked on the older man's as you rose and fell on his intimacy. You loved the feel of his hands gripping between your waist and buttocks; it was a sensation that went to your head. "Do you want to come? Who am I not to please you, baby?" You smiled amiably, but with a hint of mockery, not because you wanted to tease him, but because you wanted to provoke him further. You wrapped your hands around the young man's neck and pressed your now joined bodies closer together. You continued to thrust until you tightened around the young man's length and poured yourself onto him. But it was not over there, he had not yet come and you had regained your strength to finish there. You had to give him his endurance for the performance. You continued to move quickly on his member until you were close to his ear. "Why don't you fuck me, hard, use me, cum inside me". You were provoking him. And who was Han Jisung to deny you that? You pulled away and licked the line that connected the beginning of his jaw to his chin. You loved provoking him, it was his favourite part. Especially to see his reaction.

He took you by the neck and pulled you closer to his face, barely laughing at your words. "Oh, but baby doll, we're not done yet." As he spoke, he had brought his free hand to your intimacy to collect some of your moisture, which he immediately brought to his mouth, not taking his eyes off you for a moment, wanting to enjoy your expression as you realised he was tasting you. And that drove you crazy. You loved the look Jisung always reserved for you. He licked his fingers and then looked at you with a mocking grin, determined to take what was coming to him. His member ached from how hard it was and he didn't want to waste any more time, "Do you want me to use you, baby doll, mh? Do you want me to fuck you?" He whispered lasciviously in your ear before grabbing your waist again with both hands, squeezing you and holding you still as he had you lie back against the mattress and began to thrust hard and fast on your sensitive spot again. The uneven rhythm allowed Jisung to enjoy your screams as he picked up the pace after a short pause. It was like music to his ears, so much so that he soon found himself moaning along with you. "Fuck baby you are so tight. How I love this feeling." He whispered into your ear. You were crazy about this Jisung. You worshipped him. "Mh...fuck Jisung faster please, I could come again at any moment..."

The last thrusts were harder than the others, he poured himself completely into you, moaning your name in the climax, followed by you, now exhausted.

"You have no idea what I have in store for you tomorrow baby, it will be the most memorable fuck of your entire life. Even the walls will fucking know your name." He laughed, then bit your thigh.

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It had been a tough day at work, you hadn't heard from your best friend and you were sure he was getting ready for the concert that would be this night. In fact, you had already planned your outfit for the evening: a black sheath dress over the thigh with a braid on the chest, a leather jacket and your beloved black knee-high boots. You had also thought of a make-up that would drive Jisung crazy and bring out the colours of your skin.

As soon as you got home, it didn't take you more than two minutes to catapult yourself into the shower and wash up. You were ready in no time, and when you looked in the mirror for the first time in months, you felt really pretty. Beautiful, in fact.

You were really curious about what Jisung had in store for you that night. He had been teasing you until he left your house the day before. He had said that he was going to change his look and you were sure that he was going to do something to his hair as it was the first thing that usually he would change. But you were also very curious about the song he was going to perform in preview this night, as it had not yet been released on any platform. You were sure he would come up with something sexy, as he usually did when he came up with these sudden things. You giggled to yourself. As you grabbed your last things and left the house, you had a smile on your face, happy and curious to see this new side of Jisung. You didn't even need a note, because by now your best friend's security and staff knew you well, not least because you had been caught making out in his dressing room a couple of times and Jisung had been forced to reveal everything to his manager, who had teased him about being desperate. You remember laughing at the look on Jisung's face at that moment.

When you arrived at the entrance to the park where the concert was to take place that night, you were greeted by the staff who escorted you to your reserved seat in the VIP box. Whenever Jisung gave a concert, you felt important just because you were accompanied by his bodyguards. You usually visited him before each concert, but this time you didn't want to spoil the surprise. You wanted to discover his much-vaunted new look at the same time as the performance. You bit your lower lip when the announcer started talking about Jisung and the concert as an introduction, and tugged at your lip fur when the first VCR started. Jisung was truly breathtaking; you had never seen a boy with such refined beauty. He had such delicate and sweet features, but at the same time he was so masculine. Every time you looked at him, you were amazed that his petite body was so well defined and muscular. He was just spectacular. Maybe he was the only guy you would want to fuck no matter who your best friend was. Jisung was the kind of guy you thought was perfect just the way he was. You wondered what he would be like as a boyfriend. But perhaps your mind began to fantasize too much about a hypothetical and almost unlikely relationship with him.

When Jisung appeared a few minutes later and greeted everyone with a big smile, the staff almost had to bring you a glass of water to get you back. It was his usual winking look, that look that drove you crazy, especially when he stuck out his tongue and raised his eyebrows. But it was not that that had particularly impressed you. It was the long-awaited "new look" he had to show off. Her hair was permed, it wasn't quite curly, but he'd waved it to set off his face. It was simply stunning. He wore a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, black trousers that dangerously bandaged his toned legs, and his beloved ankle black boots. Not to mention the inexhaustible amount of jewellery he always wore. You could even see his gleaming nose and lip piercings from under the stage.

His eyes caught yours and he winked, and for the first time you actually blushed under his amused gaze. He licked his lips and craned his neck, then approached the microphone. "I want to dedicate this song to someone special. It's new, you've never heard it before, and I want to give you a sneak preview. It's called 'Don't Say'," he finished, picking up his electric guitar and starting to sing. Your lips were open, Jisung made you tremble when he sang, he was really born to be on stage. He had the air of a rock star. His movements, his voice. He was magnificent. You started to feel hot when he threw his knees over the edge of the stage to start a guitar solo. How crazy he made you when he played, he really made your head spin. With that tongue stuck between his teeth, that defiant look. And then that hair, that curly hair falling down over his face, it really drove you crazy. You felt that night that you could have let that boy do anything to you.

You imagined what it would be like to pull his hair like that, to have those curls trapped between your fingers, your fingers trapped in those curls. You bit your lower lip so hard that you felt blood coming out from too much force. You imagined Jisung on top of you, fucking you so hard that you went crazy, arching your back and rolling your eyes. He was the only one who could make you feel like that. You knew that. You had had enough experiences in your life and Jisung, your best friend, had been the best. Now you understood and mostly believed what he told you about his performance in bed, because you had experienced it yourself on your skin, on your body. Jisung could do it, and that drove you crazy. You would have wanted him all to yourself, all the time. Not just for simple fucks, although they weren't that at all. He would take care of you afterwards, spend time with you. You weren't just a one-night stand. Or just a one-night stand friend. Jisung was in love with you, and if you had only understood the way he looked at you, you would have realised it much sooner. He adored you so much. But just seeing him on stage with that erotic look on his face as he smoothly ran his fingers over the guitar strings made you realise how attractive he was even when he was doing normal things. You were crazy about him, and you realised it just by watching him play.

When he unbuttoned the first four buttons of his shirt during his speech, leaving only two, you squeezed your thighs because you were soaking wet. You were sure that Jisung would tease you even more if he saw you in that state. That was typical of him. He loved to see you under him, moaning and trembling at his touch. Well, how could you not when he reserved that feline look for you. Normally Jisung had such big eyes that he looked like Bambi, you always called him "Squirrel Boy" because of his cheeks or "Bambi Boy" because of his eyes. But when you were under him and he was fucking you, his look was that of a hungry panther who would not be easily sated by you. You were very sure of that. Also, because when you were in bed, the rounds were always three or two, you remember how he once lasted until dawn. It was one of your best fucks.

You returned the look he had reserved for you for a few moments, and you quickly realised that he wanted to take you backstage with him after the concert. You were a little scared after what happened last time, when you were caught. You thought he was a bit of an exhibitionist. Also because it was to be expected, given his personality.

His manager came to see you in person, rolling her eyes; she knew exactly what was coming, and maybe you did too. Jisung was a lost cause. You bit your lower lip again and made yourself comfortable on the small sofa in his dressing room while the manager asked for the door. "Please be discreet, don't make too much noise." She giggled, sending a trail of blush down your cheeks. You looked around and waited for your best friend to arrive, probably stuck at the meet and greet taking pictures with fans. All the more reason for you to be quiet. Or at least you were the one who had to keep a certain voice tone. Every time you fucked the morning after, you had to drink one of those hot herbal teas with honey. And that had always made Jisung sneer and boosted his ego.

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About half an hour after you arrived in his dressing room, the elder's slender, toned figure peeked through the door, his neck craned to one side with his customary wink. He watched you as he finally unbuttoned his shirt and pulled back his semi-curly hair.

He approached you slowly, as if to support the pace of a panther, as if to seduce you. It was an erotic vision. His unbuttoned shirt revealed his toned tan chest, the two nipple piercings reflected in the room as he licked his lips, playing with the piercing in them. You tightened your legs and lost your breath and he noticed it well. "So I see you enjoyed the show quite a bit, very much so my new look, did you?" He laughed as he spread your legs with one knee and rubbed it against your wet cunt. You were unable to respond, as if the cat had really eaten your tongue. In this case, the cat was him. "I can see that you enjoyed it very much. Look at you, princess, all wet just for me." He whispered on your lips and then began a ravenous kiss. He wanted to devour you and you gladly let him.

"You don't know how much, Jisung," you rested your head on the back of the sofa you were sitting on. "Oh, well, I really do notice it, Princess. But you have to be quiet until we reach my apartment, let me tease you a little now," he grinned and then lowered himself between your legs and began to take long bites of your thighs. He loved your thighs, he had told you so many times since you had become what you were at this moment: best friends with benefits. It seemed almost strange to say, but it was true. Although you thought of Jisung as something more than just friends. Who knows what he thought.

Your hands began to ruffle his hair, tugging at the curls at the base of his neck, noting how remarkably well his hair actually grew and how extremely beautiful it made him look. As he left marks and brands on your inner thigh, his curls wrapped around your fingers, you rolled them around your index finger and bit your lower lip. Jisung droves you crazy. When he stood up, you looked down at him, feeling his gaze go straight into your veins and especially between your legs, as the fabric of your panties was now completely wet. But he took advantage of this detail. Yes, he lowered his trousers and you thought he was going to fuck your mouth, but in fact he pulled out his already erect cock and spread your legs even wider and began to rub the length between your covered and wet folds. Now it was hard to hold back your moans. And to help you, he covered your mouth with his hand. His movements were fluid as he trapped his lip between your walls, simulating a fuck. "You're so wet princess, all for me. So warm. God, if only I could fuck you right now." He moaned as he pushed the tip between your pussy covered by the wet fabric of your panties. "MphfJis...I'm...about...to...come!" You said disjointedly because of his hand.

He took your chin with the hand that was covering your mouth and opened your mouth with two fingers, playing with your tongue as he fucked your walls again. "Me too baby, open your mouth." He said and began to fuck your mouth as his thumb made room under your panties and began to move quickly over your clit. This made you roll your eyes back and moan in a way that made his cock jerk. He was driving you crazy. This was going to be the best fuck of your life and you were sure of it.

After several thrusts he poured into the warm walls of your throat and you into your panties and onto his thumb. You almost bit his cock. "You did great baby." He said, leaving your lips to swallow and clean up the cum that dripped down your chin. You did, licking it off as he licked his thumb and lowered himself between your thighs to lick off your humour and rip off your panties. "We won't be needing these anymore." He laughed and threw them into the trash. You almost screamed, you were still very sensitive down there. "You're crazy Han Jisung, you know they can hear us," you said, biting your lip. "Let them hear baby, you are mine and only I can fuck you like this." He whispered in your ear and then pulled you towards him. "Come on, let's go. We have a long night ahead of us Princess." He said, slapping your thighs and pulling on his jacket without putting his shirt back on.

He dragged you with him and left the room, shouting to his manager that he was going home. You were open-mouthed; you had never seen him so eager to fuck you. When you reached the car, all he did was squeeze your thigh as he stepped on the accelerator. Your legs were close together and the fact that you were not wearing panties allowed your vaginal lips to rub between them and wet the seat of Jisung's car. Perhaps a little too much, as the older man noticed and put his hand between your labia and began to rub them. "Jisung, please, I am too sensitive..." you begged him, but that did not stop him, for it only brought another grin to his face.

"Princess, that is not even the beginning."

Indeed he was right, for as soon as you arrived at the elder's house you were immediately thrown into bed and stripped of all your clothes. And now you found yourself naked beneath the still covered body of your best friend. And as he rubbed his covered knee over your naked intimacy, he began to undress until he too was naked in front of your eyes. He lowered himself onto your breasts and began to bite and suck on them, especially your sensitive nipples. Your legs were tight around his waist so that his erect intimacy rubbed against your already sensitive and wet cunt. In fact, as he bit your skin from your neck to your collarbone and your tits, you felt the tip of his cock pushing and rubbing between your walls. "I can feel you so fucking wet for me." He moaned into your ear as you gasped out unconnected words, including his name. "Jisung please fuck me, I can't stand it anymore."

"As you wish my princess." He sneered and then grabbed you by the throat, squeezing you almost to the point of suffocation, and thrust into you, immediately beginning to move with a force you did not believe he had. You moaned like never before and it drove you mad. The way he slapped and rubbed his cock between your walls. His hands slid gently over your hips, massaging and squeezing. It was wonderful, the feeling of your walls around him, around his member, the warmth that only your body could have given him. You squeezed again until his intimacy touched perhaps your inner and weakest part. His lips roamed over your bare skin, lingering here and there to leave marks, bites, kisses. Now and then he focused on your nipples, tormenting them, biting carefully, pulling with his teeth and then sucking. Again. His hands also came to cupping your buttocks, spreading them, massaging them, so to your hips and thighs. Then he began to give you more precise, powerful, almost violent thrusts . "You are fucking magnificent." He whispered in your ear, then bit your earlobe and went back to kissing that bare skin, long since unbleached. He was hungry, you were his favourite dish, his delicacy. If he could, he would have fed on your perfect body all the time.

At that moment, all you could think about was Jisung and how he made you feel by fucking you. For a moment you could not understand where you were. Your mind was clouded with bliss, heat enveloped your whole body like a thick cloud. You couldn't help but melt into the arms of the boy whose name you couldn't stop saying, thrust after thrust.

You dug your nails into the flesh of his arms that blocked your breath, seeking support as you felt your body slowly melt with pleasure, almost too overwhelming to bear. You clung to his lips; it was hard to pull away. You grinned mischievously and rested your hand on the boy's, enticing him to tighten his grip on your neck. You tried to get closer and closer to his body, this pathetic closeness was not enough for you, you wanted more, you felt the need to become one with him. You rested your forehead on his and began to move your pelvis against his.

He pulled away from your body, tightening his grip around your neck as you continued to moan his name. You were sure the older man's neighbours had heard all the times you had screamed his name. But you wanted more and more, you were greedy for his cock, you couldn't get enough of it and you just wanted to feel his hot cum dripping down your thighs. You were addicted to his cock. It was pleasurable to feel the sensation of his nails gripping your flesh, branding it and making it his. Your walls also tightened around his member from the stimulation and God, God only knows how much pleasure Jisung felt at that moment. You began to thrust more and more with your pelvis, helping him with the thrusts. The older man took both of your legs and decided to bring them to your chest so that he could thrust more accurately. To say that you had both become a moaning mess seemed a fairly obvious thing to say, as that had been the case. He lay down by your side, not getting out of you, now you were lying on your side, your legs against his chest as he fucked you, holding you tight from the waist as he knocked the air out of you. "Fuck you are so warm and tight even though I fucked you yesterday. You always welcome me so well, mhh, baby like this, hold me like this," he whispered in a hoarse, almost lazy moan in contrast to the thrusts he was giving you. By now your brain had been disconnected.

"I fucking want you all to myself forever. You are only mine, no one can ever fuck you like I can." He pushed even deeper. "I'm yours Jisung, you're the only man for me." you moaned as you grabbed his hair with one hand, the hair that had driven you crazy all night long, and pulled it, and with the other grabbed your clit, stimulating it. "And you, my only woman," he growled, then moved your hand away and began to move his fingers quickly to facilitate your orgasm.

"Princess... Mhh I'm about to fucking cum," he moaned into your ear and then gave precise strokes inside you. "Mhh ... Jis ... m...e to...oh ..." you cried out, only to come in warm spurts onto his hand and he cums into you. But he did not come out of you, rather he overpowered you and resumed his thrusts, overstimulating you as he rode out his orgasm. "Fuck your walls always so warm and welcoming to me, let's rock all night baby." He growled.

And so you fucked until dawn, rocking all night long.

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therealieblog · 6 months

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A big part of Intuitive Eating involves the de-stigmatizing of food. How do we de-stigmatize food? By not assigning it moral qualities, and by not using derogatory, negative language when we talk about food.

Examples of moralizing, derogatory and negative language we, under diet culture, still use regularly when talking about food:

"Sinful"

"Fattening"

"Unhealthy"

"Deadly"

"Bad for you"

"Clean"

"Pure"

"Healthy"

"Good" "

Junk/Junk food"

"Crap/Crappy"

Words to use instead of: Instead of "Sinful", or "Fattening", use "Decadent", "Rich" or "Delicious". Avocados and dark chocolate and many organic, "healthy" foods will make you fatter if you eat them often enough. Is this really about health? Or is it about fatphobia?

Instead of "Unhealthy", you can just say what it is about the food that impairs your health. "It hurts my stomach," "It makes my skin greasy/makes me break out", "I'm allergic to it" "I feel nauseous when I eat that." That at least is honest. Saying any food that isn't on some diet culture list of approved foods is "unhealthy" is just not scientifically accurate or backed by anything other than fear mongering.

Yes, eating foods high in fat and salt and sugar in large enough quantities, for long enough periods of time can negatively affect your health, but the vast majority of studies done on exactly how it affects your health, do not control for participants' smoking, drinking, drug use, genetic predispositions (genetics makes up a significant portion of health by the way), sedentary lifestyle, exposure to chemicals in the environment, mental health status, or literally anything outside of what they eat, so... yeah... f@ck that.

Ditto with "Bad for you." It's just so formless and un-researched and based in fatphobia. What does that even mean? In what amount is it "bad for you?" would it be equally bad for anyone to eat "unhealthy" foods at any time? Is there a magic threshold past which one's donut consumption goes from infrequent to "bad for you" levels? Or, are human beings a wildly diverse group of people, who all have very different bodies, metabolisms, genetics, tolerances, tastes and needs.

"Clean" is just as bad as "Bad For You", only worse, because it's so moralistic. If food is made out of animals, plants and grains, and is considered edible by human beings, it's fucking clean. Now if you're talking about gross things falling into the food by accident during the process of making it, or if you're talking about pesticides being used on your fruit and vegetables, then I get wanting to make sure the food is "clean". But if you're putting food on some sort of angelic pedestal for being free from sugar, or saturated fats, or carbohydrates, then you are still stuck in diet culture.

Instead of "Junk food", which implies that the food itself is garbage, which is honestly just a horrifying way to think about and talk about food, you could say "play food", "fun food", "snack food". These foods: chips, chocolate, cookies etc. aren't meant to fulfill your nutritional needs. We eat them for enjoyment, or to pick us up when we're blue, to calm us when we're stressed, or just because it tastes good and we like eating it. I think gentle nutrition is important, and paying attention to how food makes you feel is obviously important, but the way we perceive food and talk about food, reinforces what we think of ourselves when we eat it. If we are eating "bad" and "unhealthy" foods, then we are bad and unhealthy people, and that is a mind-fuck, believe me.

I've performed a 25 year longitudinal dieting study on myself. I know what it feels like to absolutely hate myself for what my body tells me it wants to eat. Not fun. So please have a care with the way you speak about food, and the way you look at yourself in relation to food. Food is sustenance and life. It is meant to be enjoyed, not feared. Lets not talk about food as if the thing meant to connect us to life also makes us inherently morally deviant.

#fatphobia #diet culture #fat liberation #fat positivity #anti-diet #intuitive eating

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homeofhousechickens · 1 year

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Saw this on Facebook lol ill explain why it says those things about the silkie.

3 brain cells- its popular to keep bearded and crested silkies, the feathers on their head blocks their vision and makes them functionally blind if their crest is not trimmed away. Silkies are also bred to be docile and to sit still in a show cage, pair that with nonexistent vision you get a bird that cant see predators well, who is prone to getting lost, and cant really defend themselves if caught by a predator.

Need to go broody every month- Silkies are one of the most broody breeds, even some roosters will go broody. They are great to use for hatching other chickens eggs and are great parents when kept in a safe and sheltered pen.

Spontaneous death for no reason- There is a reason actually. Some silkies have a vaulted skull and birds with vaulted skulls can sometimes only have a thin layer of skin protecting their brain. This means a well placed peck or blow can cause catastrophic brain injury to the bird, killing them or permanently disabling them. Silkies also have fibromelanisosis which negatively impacts a chickens immune system development which means silkies under a year old are more prone to serious illness then other chickens. Silkies are again basically functionally blind, this can lead to chronic starvation which also weakens the bird especially if they are also prone to being broody.

5% hatchrate- Some lines have low fertility likely due to inbreeding and not trimming the silkies very fluffy butt which can impede the cloacal kiss meaning no fertilization occurs. This isnt true for all silkies, i know some lines that bred like rabbits.

Bottom of the pecking order- Silkies are at a huge disadvantage when they are made to compete with standard types of chickens. Silkies are so docile and cant see well which makes them good target for bullying by more common and hardy breeds like barred rocks, leghorns, wyandottes, and rhode island reds.

The silkie just isnt a bird suited for a free range mixed flock lifestyle. They do much better in confinement in a large and protected coop and run. Its very common for people who keep silkies in mixed flocks to have other chickens accidently kill their silkie flock mate in pecking order disputes. Silkies who arent being shown should have their crest and beard trimmed so they can eat and socialize better and great care needs to be taken to not expose them to any stress or pathogens since they have a poor immune system. They might be calm and sweet but they need a lot more care then other breeds.

#chicken breeds #silkie chicken #chicken breed #chicken info #chicken meme

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huhustuff · 1 year

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𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 (𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧)

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Tobi is most of all a protective and a doting yandere.

He is always worried for your safety and well-being. The need to make sure that you are sheltered and content never leaves his mind. The worry burns him, makes his heartstrings twist and core feel like it's turning in on itself.

safe. safe. SAFE. you need to be safe. nothing can happen to you. nothing WILL happen to you. He has to make sure of it.

His big kind heart beats for you and gets erratic when you bless him with just a smile. Knowing that he made that precious sign of happiness appear, that he is making you’re content and protected - that is all he wants.

Tobi’s love for you is like a soft pillow of appreciation. soft kisses. lit candles that smell like vanilla or cherry blossoms. such sweet words that they make sugar seem bitter. getting fed ripe peaches cut into squares in a heart-shaped bowl. protective embraces. “Don’t worry baby, I will take care of everything”. fresh lavender tulips in the morning, for no special occasion. feeling light, like nothing is bringing you down.

It is certainly odd at first. The intense love and care can sometimes feel suffocating and unreal. Upon seeing your uneasy expression he tries to slow it down, he does try. But at the end of the day Tobi just wants to make you happy and assure your safety.

Your happiness makes him feel twice the joy, it is almost addicting.

The relationship dynamic and the flow of everyday life is completely up to you. Want to be completely independent, focus on your career - of course, if it makes you happy. Or do you want to stay at home and just enjoy a true stress-free life - he would be more than delighted to provide that lifestyle for you. He had the funds after all. He will slightly try to convince you to choose the latter option in case he notices you experiencing stress because of your job. But if you deny Tobi will drop the topic and just attempt to make your job easier if possible. Want him to be more affectionate or does it make you uncomfortable - whatever you prefer. Children, marriage, holidays, home - whatever you want.

If you were to break up with him he would lose his calm. “What did I do please tell me. Did I displease you? I didn’t mean to, I swear.” Tobi would be extremely conflicted, he doesn’t want you to be with him when you don’t want to. But what if someone else can not dote on you as well as he does. What if you will be unhappy, not cared for enough. what if. what if. what if. “Please baby, I will be better. I promise. I swear”. But to be honest I can not see a reason why you would want to break up with him. He could never bring himself to force you into anything so if you are certain Tobi will have no other choice but to accept. But he will still continue taking care of you either from afar or up close. But please don’t do it. It will absolutely destroy him. If you want to be with someone else he will let you if it makes you feel content (he will try to show you that he can make you happier, but what’s new), just don’t leave him please.

The nicknames Tobi would use the most would be ‘honey’ - since he views you as a sweet bliss. or baby- because in his eyes you’re so precious he just wants to baby you.

Pure domestic bliss is his favorite thing to experience with you. Tobi would never limit you from living your life as you please because his heart would shatter if he somehow made you unhappy. But secretly he wishes nothing more than to just spend all days at home, just the two of you. In your own little safe haven where he can be sure you are safe and being treated only in the bestest way possible.

Rather than not seeing red flags he just doesn't mind them. His love is so intense that he lets you do anything, because he can't bring himself to deny you. You could literally punch him and he will be like: "it's okay honey, everything is alright". Not even noticing the pain on his face, he instantly goes to comfort you, worrying what made you feel so frustrated. Rushing to make sure you are alright.

He is so precious I swear to God.

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I hope you liked these lil headcanons and that you have a lovely day or night 💝🧸!!!

#yandere sidemen #sub yandere #sidemen x reader #sidemen imagines #sidemen imagine #tobi brown #tbjzl x reader #tobi brown x reader #tbjzl imagine #tobi brown imagine #yandere male #yandere #yandere tbjzl #yandere tobi brown

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luckshmi · 2 months

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Ayurvedic Secrets to Radiant Skin: Understanding Your Dosha and Simple Homemade Skincare

In the pursuit of healthy, glowing skin, many of us seek solutions in expensive creams, serums, and treatments. But what if the key to vibrant skin lies in ancient wisdom that's been practiced for centuries?

Welcome to the world of Ayurveda, where the holistic approach to skincare goes beyond topical treatments to address the root causes of skin imbalances.

What is Ayurveda?

Ayurveda, often called the "science of life," is an ancient healing system that originated in India thousands of years ago. At its core is the belief that our well-being is intricately connected to the balance of three fundamental energies known as doshas: Vata, Pitta, and Kapha.

Understanding Your Dosha:

Each person is born with a unique combination of these doshas, which influence not only our physical characteristics but also our mental and emotional tendencies. By identifying your dominant dosha, you can tailor your skincare routine to address specific skin concerns effectively.

Vata Dosha: If you have Vata-dominant skin, you may notice tendencies toward dryness, flakiness, and sensitivity. Vata skin often feels parched and is prone to premature aging. To nurture Vata skin, focus on moisturizing and nourishing practices.

Skincare Routine: Massage your skin with warm sesame oil to deeply moisturize and improve circulation. Use gentle, hydrating cleansers and rich, emollient creams to lock in moisture.

Homemade Recipe: Create a hydrating face mask by mixing mashed avocado with honey and a few drops of almond oil. Leave it on for 15 minutes before rinsing with warm water.

Pitta Dosha: Pitta-dominant skin tends to be sensitive, prone to redness, inflammation, and occasional breakouts. Excessive heat and stress can exacerbate Pitta imbalances, leading to increased oiliness and irritation.

Skincare Routine: Opt for cooling and soothing ingredients like cucumber, aloe vera, and sandalwood. Use gentle, non-abrasive cleansers and avoid harsh exfoliants that can aggravate inflammation.

Homemade Recipe: Make a calming face pack by mixing sandalwood powder with rose water and a pinch of turmeric. Apply it to clean skin, leave it on for 15 minutes, then rinse with cool water.

Kapha Dosha: Kapha-dominant skin tends to be oily, prone to congestion, and enlarged pores. Kapha imbalances can result in dullness, blackheads, and a lack of vitality.

Skincare Routine: Focus on purifying and detoxifying practices to balance excess oil and congestion. Use gentle, oil-balancing cleansers and lightweight, non-comedogenic moisturizers.

Homemade Recipe: Create an invigorating scrub by mixing ground oats with yogurt and a pinch of turmeric. Gently massage it onto damp skin in circular motions, then rinse with lukewarm water.

General Ayurvedic Skincare Tips: In addition to dosha-specific practices, there are some general principles of Ayurvedic skincare that benefit all skin types:

Practice Abhyanga, or self-massage with warm oil, to promote relaxation and improve circulation.

Drink herbal teas like chamomile or tulsi to reduce internal inflammation and support overall well-being.

Maintain a balanced lifestyle with adequate sleep, regular exercise, and stress management to promote skin health from the inside out.

Ayurveda offers a holistic approach to skincare that emphasizes harmony between mind, body, and spirit. By understanding your dosha and incorporating simple, homemade remedies into your skincare routine, you can unlock the secrets to radiant and healthy skin naturally. Remember, consistency and mindfulness are key to achieving lasting results. So, embrace the wisdom of Ayurveda and let your inner glow shine through!

Feel free to reach out if you have any questions or need further guidance on your Ayurvedic skincare journey.

#astrology #ayurveda #skincare #spirituality #vedicastrology #hinduism #homemade #lotus #lakshmi #goddess #beauty

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[Chapter title: Feline]

Muichiro Tokitou x Reader

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Y/n and Tokito Muichiro had been acquainted for quite some time. They had been in the same class for nearly three years, but it wasn't until they were assigned to be partners on a task that they truly began to interact.

Living alone was proving to be difficult for Y/n, not because of the tasks and responsibilities that came with it, but because of the constant feeling of loneliness. She had to adjust to a solitary lifestyle and rely solely on herself.

Y/n had a companion in the form of a blue feline, whom she fondly called her own. The cat kept her company throughout the day, especially since she lived alone. Being alone often led to loneliness, but having the cat around made things more bearable. After school, Y/n would sometimes invite Muichiro over to her place to hang out.

Y/n opened the front door of her apartment with a smile, announcing her return. Muichiro followed behind her and they were greeted by a warm meow coming from her cat who was waiting for them at the entrance.

"Have you been a good girl?" Y/n asked as she took off her shoes and knelt down. She stretched her palm towards her blue cat, who nuzzled against her touch, and Y/n couldn't help but squeal at the cuteness.

Y/n proceeded to stand up and adjust the curtains and blinds in preparation for the evening, as it was starting to get dark outside. As she did so, her blue feline gazed up at Muichiro, his mint-colored eyes glanced down, seeing the cat as if requesting something. Muichiro responded with a small smile, patting the cat, who let out a welcoming meow in return.

She sneakily stole a glance at the him, enjoying at the sight at how Muichiro’s gaze softened. Y/n found herself attracted to his unique personality. Although he appeared cold and detached on the outside, she discovered that he was actually warm and caring on the inside.

“She really likes you more than me.” Y/n remarked, her cat seemed to have taken a liking to Muichiro, as she observed how the feline was becoming fonder of him with each visit. Despite this, she couldn't help but feel a bit envious, wishing she could receive the same amount of attention from him as her pet did.

“I doubt that.” Muichiro replied.

The room was filled with soft lighting, casting a warm and inviting glow that immediately put them at ease. The comfortable armchairs and couches beckoned them to sink in and relax. The faint smell of coffee beans in the air added to the homely atmosphere. The absence of any tension or stress made them feel comfortable and secure, like they were in a safe haven. The soothing silence completed the calming ambiance, making them feel like they were wrapped in a warm, comforting embrace.

Y/n placed the freshly brewed coffee on the table, and Muichiro sat on the carpet right next to it, placing his bag beside him. "Thanks," he said.

Whenever Y/n was around, Muichiro felt an unusual sense of letting his guard down. As a demon exterminator, he was always on high alert and had honed his swordsmanship skills to their limits. But with Y/n, it felt like he could completely let his guard down. Her presence had a calming effect on him, and he felt a sense of peace around her.

He took pride in witnessing a different aspect of Y/n's personality, as she appeared gentle and elegant on the outside, but she also possessed a mischievous side that she only revealed to him. He found this sense of exclusivity appealing.

"Meow!" Her cat playfully growled as Y/n tickled its belly, causing her to break into small laughs. Though the feline appeared to be aggressive, trying to bite her hand, Y/n was quick to pull it away before it could do any harm. “Ahaha~”

The cat went to Muichiro and started to purr and nuzzle its face onto his lap. Muichiro was surprised but responded by giving the cat some affection. Y/n couldn't help but pout, feeling jealous of how the cat was getting Muichiro's attention.

‘Is he like that because it’s a cat?’

Y/N came up with an idea and mimicked a cat by raising one hand like a paw and lowering the other, tilting her head and making an attempt to look cute with her eyes, while saying "M-Meow~". She knew that this action could possibly make her look silly and undermine her dignity.

Y/n couldn't help but feel embarrassed at her childish actions, she looked up at him, hoping he wouldn't think she was too weird or childish. She was met with a pair of widened mint eyes, blinking confusingly at her antics.

And at that moment, she regretted it.

Mui couldn't help but lowly laugh at Y/N's playful act, finding it amusing and entertaining. "Well, I think you make a pretty convincing cat, Y/N," he said, chuckling. "But I'm not sure if all cats make that cute of a face."

“Wha-“ Y/N was surprised by his words and wondered how he could say something like that with a straight face. Despite this, she noticed that his demeanor remained the same, except for a laugh which had become common between them.

Y/N expressed her embarrassment and covered her mouth before turning away from Muichiro. She had a slight pink tint on her cheeks due to the embarrassment caused by his words. Muichiro chuckled at her reaction and playfully ruffled her hair.

Y/n couldn't help but steal glances at Muichiro, feeling the warmth of his hand and the tenderness of his gaze. It was clear to her that he regarded her as something precious and valuable, and she found that incredibly endearing. She was drawn to the way he expressed himself, and she wondered what other emotions he was capable of showing. Muichiro's charm had her a bit lost in thought.

Y/n suggested a playful idea to get closer to Muichiro. She crouched down with one hand on the floor, using her other hand like a paw. She then moved closer to Muichiro until their faces were only a few inches apart. Y/n then purred and said "Meow~" in a cute attempt to be playful, but she felt herself blushing from the close proximity to him.

She attempted to mimic a cat, but it appeared that her actions were unintentionally alluring Tokito.

Tokito blushed as Y/n got closer, her playful meows now sounding more like purring. He could feel her breath on his face, sending shivers down his spine. Y/n's playful cat imitation seemed to have unintentionally caught Muichiro's attention in a different way. Instead of finding it amusing, he found himself drawn to her as she leaned in closer to him. He couldn't help but notice how cute she looked, with her hand mimicking a paw and her soft purring. He felt a strange sensation in his chest as he looked at her, and he couldn't look away.

Y/n was surprised by the sight, as she observed the blush on his cheeks. She found it intriguing that the once cold and strong-looking Tokito Muichiro that she first met was now melting in such a manner. It captivated her attention.

Who wouldn’t? He looked vulnerable right now.

"Y-Y/n, I think that's enough teasing for today," he stammered, attempting to maintain his composure. He gently pushed her back to create some distance between them, feeling a little flustered.

Y/n's mischievous side was triggered by Muichiro's flustered reaction, causing her to playfully grin. She teased him by poking his cheeks and asking, "Are you feeling embarrassed, Mui~?" She found his flustered state to be adorable and couldn't resist reacting that way.

Despite his protests, Muichiro's flushed face betrayed his true feelings. Y/n's teasing had clearly gotten to him, and he struggled to regain his composure. "You're just being silly," he tried to insist, but the words lacked conviction.

Y/n teased Muichiro further by cupping his cheeks to make him face her. She had a smirk on her face as she noticed the bright blush on his cheeks. She could feel the warmth of his skin as well and exclaimed, "But you are!"

As Y/N continued to hold his face, Muichiro's face became even more flushed. Despite his protests, Y/N could tell that he was embarrassed. "I know you're embarrassed, Mui," Y/N said teasingly, smirking at the sight of his bright red face. She could feel the warmth emanating from his cheeks.

"I-I'm not embarrassed," However, Muichiro continued to deny it and repeated that Y/N was just being silly. Y/N could sense that he was panicking internally, even though he was trying to hide it.

Y/n chuckled and continued to tease Mui, not believing his denial. She held his chin and pulled him even closer, tilting her head with a mischievous smirk. There was a glint of dominance in her eyes that sparked.

She was clearly enjoying this moment too much.

As Y/N pulled Muichiro closer, he couldn't help but feel his heart racing. His cheeks grew even redder as he struggled to maintain eye contact with her. "I-I... I’m not," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. But even as he spoke, he knew he was lying to himself. Y/N's proximity was making him feel all sorts of things he had never felt before.

Y/n continued to hold Muichiro's chin and maintain eye contact, she could sense his nervousness and feel his heart racing. "Are you sure about that, Mui?" she asked with a sly smile, knowing full well that he was lying to himself. She could see the desire and vulnerability in his eyes, and it only made her want to tease him even more.

Y/N's mischievous side only grew stronger as Muichiro continued to deny his embarrassment. She moved even closer, lifting his chin and exhaling warm air onto his neck. Muichiro's face grew even redder and he felt increasingly flustered by Y/N's teasing. He tried to break eye contact, but Y/N's grip on his chin prevented him from doing so.

"I...I am not embarrassed," he stuttered, trying to sound convincing but failing miserably.

Y/N found Muichiro's reaction amusing and chuckled as she whispered to him, her breath gently brushing against his neck. She then asked him if he was certain, prompting him to finally give in and admit, while laughing softly, that he was indeed embarrassed.

She grinned triumphantly as Muichiro finally admitted to being embarrassed. She released her hold on his chin and leaned back, giving him some space. "Aww, you're so cute when you're flustered," she teased, poking his nose lightly.

Y/N tilted her head and smiled, as if reverting back to her innocent self. "See, that wasn't so hard to admit, was it?"

With a small smile, Muichiro chuckled and acknowledged Y/N's teasing had left him feeling slightly embarrassed yet amused. "You're quite skilled at getting people to admit things, aren't you?" He admitted that Y/N was quite skilled at making people confess to things.

"Oh, really? You think so?" Y/N replied innocently, creating some distance between them.

Mui chuckled softly at Y/N's question. "Yes, you are," he said, his eyes glistening with affection. "You're always full of surprises, Y/N. It's part of what makes you so lovable."

"...!" Y/N was taken aback by Muichiro's compliment and blushed slightly in response. She quickly regained her composure and thanked him. Y/N realized that getting compliments from him felt different than from others. While she had received many compliments before, Muichiro's words felt particularly heart-warming to her.

Muichiro saw how Y/N reacted and found her adorable, making him smile warmly. "You're welcome," he replied. "You really do have a way of brightening up a room, Y/N."

Y/N sought clarification from Muichiro that teasing him was a way to brighten up the room. She then gave him a judgmental look and asked, "Do you actually enjoy being teased?"

Muichiro chuckled softly, "Well, I wouldn't say I love it, but I do find it amusing and entertaining. It's a nice way to break the ice and lighten up the mood." He smiled warmly at Y/N. "And teasing me back is also a good way.”

Y/N pouted and mumbled to herself, almost inaudibly, "I only tease you because I like you." She then turned away, crossed her arms, and assumed that Muichiro hadn't heard her confession.

Muichiro, however, did hear her statement, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered at her words. He cleared his throat, trying to compose himself before speaking. "I...uh...I like it when you tease me too, Y/N." He admitted, his cheeks tinged with pink. It was unusual to see him struggle with his words, as he usually sounded confident. But in this instance, he was searching for the right words to say.

“Wha..” Y/N turned to Muichiro with an intense gaze, her sudden movement startling him. She took a deep breath before mustering up the courage to ask him, "Why do you like it when I tease you?" Her mind was racing with possibilities, hoping that his answer would confirm that he shared her feelings.

Muichiro looked at Y/N with a faint smile on his lips, his eyes slightly squinted in thought. "I guess...I just like seeing you in a playful mood. And I know that teasing is your way of showing affection," he replied, his tone softening as he spoke. "It's...nice. It makes me feel like we're close."

"Like almost this close?" Y/N pushed Muichiro down on the carpet with a gentle yet swift motion, positioning herself on top of him and pinning him down with her hands. She ran a strand of hair behind her ear in a seductive manner and tilted her head with a look of dominance and confidence in her eyes. It seemed like she wasn't teasing him this time, but rather trying to convey a message.

Tokito's eyes widened in surprise as Y/N suddenly pushed him down, pinning him to the carpet. He felt his heart racing as he gazed up at her, her eyes gleaming with confidence and dominance.

He swallowed nervously before answering her question. "Y-Yes, almost that close."

He couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked in that moment, her hair falling perfectly around her face, and the way she held herself with such poise and control.

He was amazed by Y/N's confidence and the way she was able to take charge of the situation. He knew that she was teasing him, but he couldn't resist her playful advances.

"But why do you ask?" he added, curious about her intentions.

Y/N's frown deepened as she looked at Muichiro, “Mui… You’re awfully dense.” Feeling a bit frustrated with his lack of understanding. Without answering his question, she lifted one of her hands from the floor and grabbed his chin, using her thumb to playfully touch his bottom lip. She held his gaze with her own, her expression a mixture of amusement and desire.

Muichiro's heart quickened as Y/N held him down and touched his lip with her thumb. He was immobilized, overwhelmed by her dominant demeanor. "D-Dense? What do you mean?" he stammered, staring up at her with a blend of bewilderment and yearning in his eyes.

The intensity of Y/N's actions only made Muichiro more attracted to her, and he found himself unable to resist her. His voice was barely audible as he asked her, his eyes locked onto hers. “Y-Y/N, what are you doing..”

Y/N released Muichiro's chin and held her hair in place as she leaned in closer to him, saying in a breathless and alluring tone, "I like you."

As she drew closer and whispered her message of affection, Muichiro's heart skipped a beat. He had always admired Y/N from afar, but he never thought that she would be interested in him.

Her eyes showed no hint of uncertainty, only a dominant aura as she closed the gap between their faces and tilted her head for a better angle. She planted a swift kiss on his lips, closing her eyes as her eyelashes brushed against her cheeks.

Muichiro was surprised by Y/N's sudden confession and bold actions, but he couldn't deny the fluttery feeling in his chest. He closed his eyes as she leaned in for a kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her closer. Their kiss was gentle yet passionate, and it conveyed the depth of their mutual feelings for each other.

He felt a rush of emotion and passion that he had never experienced before.

Muichiro couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. He wanted to hold her close and tell her how much he loved her.

When they parted, Muichiro opened his eyes and looked at Y/N with a small smile. "I like you too, Y/N," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N was surprised when Muichiro kissed her back, and she quickly pulled away, covering her mouth with the back of her hand in a cute manner. She was now blushing, and the confident aura she had before was gone, replaced by a shy expression in her eyes.

"I... I didn't expect that," she stuttered.

Tokito was surprised too, but he couldn't help but feel a bit relieved that Y/N had returned his feelings. He sat up and looked at her with a smile. "I like you too, Y/N," he said softly. "I'm sorry if I was too dense to realize it earlier."

"Yeah, damn you're right." Y/N cursed at his denseness, turning away in embarrassment "I like you too as well, idiot." She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down, but the blush on her face showed that she was still flustered.

Muichiro let out a soft chuckle, feeling a sense of relief and happiness at Y/N's confession. "I'm glad to hear that," he said, extending his hand to take hers. "I've actually been wanting to tell you for a while, but I wasn't sure if you felt the same way." He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it.

He knew that he had found someone special, someone who understood him and accepted him for who he was. He couldn't wait to see where their relationship would go, and he knew that he would always cherish the memory of their first kiss.

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Omg I am in love with your work and you are an amazing writer and I wish I could do that!!!! But anyway, what about the clones reactions to having a soldier s/o? Or maybe their reactions to their soldier s/o being injured in combat? (If you're comfortable with that). Thanks!!!

Do you mind if I add some of the lesser-known clones into this as well? 😁

Rex, Tup, and Fives would be constant nervous wrecks if their S/O was a soldier or had to be in combat for some reason. They would not be able to focus on their own tasks and may even be pulled off duty by their supervisors if they couldn't find a way to compose themselves. They would just be so concerned something bad would happen; they put their S/O's well-being above all else. If their S/O did get injured, they'd never forgive themselves and would be glued to their side until they recovered.

Wolffe, Hardcase, and Mayday would actually be distracted for... other reasons. They'd be so turned on by a partner all decked out in fighting gear and weapons. Seeing them hold their own out on a battlefield, regardless what their position or specialty is, really gets them going. Of course they still worry deep down, and will definitely keep an eye on them as best they can, but they also trust their partner is well-trained and capable, and let them do their thing. Injuries are addressed with a mixture of soothing and support.

Cody, Neyo, and Howzer like having an S/O who understands their lifestyle, especially if they are assigned to the same unit/missions. All the stresses and horrors, all the training and practice, all the victories and accomplishments... most can go unspoken because they just get each other, they can enjoy a relationship, share a good laugh, without having to explain themselves or make apologies. And if they are ever apart, they'll look forward to swapping war stories. When either themselves or their S/O is injured, they take care of each other with patient, tender care.

Fox, Kix, and Blackout would prefer if their partner was not involved with the war in any capacity, but if they fell for a fighter anyway, they'd still go all-in on the relationship. They'd have discussions early on to go over how they'll stay safe, how to check in with each other on longer missions, plans if a mission goes sideways, etc. They would barely hold themselves together if their S/O ever was injured, insisting they be the ones to try and patch them up, needing to keep busy lest they completely lose it.

Keeli, Thorn, and Gregor are supportive of their S/O's decision to help fight. They'll help them train at home, make sure they're prepared to defend themselves, maybe even come up with some combo moves if they ever get to fight together. R&Rs are only sometimes relaxing, as they both can't help but stay busy with training and taking care of their squads. Depending on the injury, they are either super calm and help patch them up, or they're taking them off grid until they fully heal and can return to battle.

Jesse, Dogma, and Hound are very conflicted over their partner being a soldier. They were created for war, while their partner has so many other opportunities in the galaxy, opportunities they are fighting to keep free. Additionally, their primary duty is to the Republic and whatever mission they're assigned to. As far as they can they'll look out for their S/O, but it'll be a tough thing to balance. They would be torn up by guilt if they ever got injured, especially if they couldn't be with them until the mission was over.

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tmblrcolouredpaper · 7 months

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Hiding Tears

Lee Felix/ Reader

Friendship Fluff

circa 1900 words

You are stressed out and overwhelmed and Felix is simply there for you.

Way too much happened over the last weeks. While you were dealing with everything that was thrown at you, you had not much time to think, reflect, let alone release emotions and stress. It wasn't too bad in the beginning. You welcomed the change, less time to be bored and overthink, more tasks that actually mattered.

Automatically, you used your phone less, and if you did, there was intention. It felt good, and you wanted to establish a less screen-focused lifestyle, so Felix took you to a bookstore after you mentioned current alterations.

'This one?', he asked and pulled out a book from the shelf.

It was his idea to get a bunch of books, so you have something to read whenever you feel bored. You had no idea what new books you should get, rather interested in rereading the same few that you knew you enjoyed than getting into new stories.

'Don't know.', you mumbled and felt frustration rising in your chest.

You walked along the shelf and had a hard time paying attention to the book titles. The various colours, some shimmering covers, and glittering fonts overwhelmed you. A few shelves behind you sounded the voice of other customers. They laughed and excitedly read out loud the blurb of a book.

'They sound like they found something.', you mumbled, and Felix stepped next to you, carrying three books in his arm.

'What did you say?', he asked and handed you a book he was holding to give you a chance to read into it. You took the exemplar and turned it around, already annoyed by the green cover with black glitter. Fantasy books were always so unnecessarily extravagant, in your opinion. Who wants to have a hand full of glitter while reading? The blurb didn't convince you either. It was the regular plot of the protagonist suddenly discovering that they have superpowers, that they're actually special as if anyone needed to be extraordinary to be special.

'I don't think fantasy is the genre.', you announced, and Felix nodded and brought the books back to their destined spot within the alphabetical order of all authors that perpetuated their personal fragments on those pages.

'I think I'll just order a bunch of books online.', you planned, and your friend looked up from a new book he just picked up.

'Wanna leave?', he questioned and fondly smiled at you when you nodded. After he put the book back, he took your backpack and threw it over his shoulder. With his hand on your upper back, you were led out of the store, saying goodbye to the cashiers and wishing them a good day.

Fortunately, there was a bus stop right in front of the store, and the bus itself didn't take long to arrive. All seats were taken, so you and Felix had to squeeze in between the crowd of people standing in the hallway. The motor was loud, and the air was sweaty. People towered over you, and there was no space to move without stepping on someone's feet when you lost balance due to the bus's sudden stops and turns.

Tears started burning in the corner of your eyes, and when the stupid-looking book covers didn't already overwhelm you enough, then sure, the bus ride did. The bus took another curve, and there was no pole to hold onto for you. Everything was blocked or already conquered by the other people. Quickly, Felix circled one free arm around your waist and gently pushed you against him. He was holding onto a horizontal pole above him, too high for you to reach. His grip was tight, and he probably needed a lot of strength to stabilise himself already, muscles flexed and body stiff to keep up with the vehicle's movement.

'Hold onto me.', he instructed quietly and kept his arm around you. His hand rested warmly on your back with a calming effect, and once you held onto him by simply hugging his torso, he started gently caressing up and down, his protective touch never leaving you.

With each stop, the bus started getting emptier and emptier, people leaving busily, and even though there now was enough space for you to stand freely by yourself, you kept standing close next to Felix whose hand kept resting on your shoulder. When you finally arrived at your stop, Felix adjusted the backpack and took your hand to walk out.

He actually was quietly taking care of you, and it seemed so natural that you began tearing up again. Too much bad, too much good, it didn't matter anymore. The second you felt something slightly intensely, it brought you close to breaking down. You wondered how long it would take today.

You stopped walking, and Felix turned towards you. You expected him to be surprised, questioning why you didn't keep walking, but there was no sign of that. He just looked at you patiently, rubbing your upper arm in a comforting manner, and all you wanted was to fall forward into his embrace, hiding from the world, hiding from yourself.

Suddenly, you looked away, pretending that something next to you was very interesting. You searched for something that could genuinely distract you. Your sight landed on two kids giggling at each other, one holding some daisies in their hands. You smiled and felt your tears going back.

Ready to look at Felix again, you wondered if you should tell him what you felt or if you were collected enough to just ignore your sudden overwhelm and keep walking.

'You good?', he asked, and before you could even think of how to answer, you were already shaking your head, and the sting of tears appeared again.

In a hurry, you turned around and pretended that you had to cough.

'Bit thirsty.', you laughed it off and continued walking, just wanting to be home and hide away. It was already embarrassing enough how often you could have started crying today, but you were even more embaressed by your weird attempts on hiding your tears from Felix, especially knowing that he had no problem with experiencing people crying.

Arriving at the front door of your apartment complex, you expected Felix to give you your bag back, but he just stood there, unimpressed, looking at you with a calm and knowing gaze. Hesitantly, you pointed behind him.

'Uhm, do you want to keep that?', you asked and thought he may have simply forgotten that he was carrying your stuff, but he shook his head immediately as if he was ready, already waiting for you to ask.

'Okay?', you asked, a bit amused by his mysterious quietness.

'I thought we could spend the whole day together. I have nothing else scheduled for today.', he explained straightforwardly and added, 'If that's okay for you, of course. I'm not gatekeeping your belongings.'

You huffed, feeling the tears again. However, this time, because you were happy to have such a great friend. You nodded repeatedly, 'Sure, sure.', turned around and opened the door, holding it open for him and then took quick steps up the stairs. Maybe you would end up so out of breath that you had no energy left for crying, you hoped.

His quiet behaviour today was unusual for him. You thought that he just didn't talk much to not annoy the people in the bookstore, but now that you fiddled with keys and opened the door with him standing behind you, still all quiet, you realised that he'd been like this the whole morning.

The second the door closed behind you two and the safe, familiar atmosphere of your apartment was supposed to engulf you, you recognised the chaotic state you left it. The way you forgot about the unwashed dishes that piled up next to the sink, the laundry that was waiting next to the washing machine, probably smelling already and the random objects that were laying around, not at their destined place, made you feel deeply embarrassed.

'Sorry, I, ahm, didn't tidy up. I forgot that it's a mess here.', you informed Felix who was taking off his shoes. He looked up and snorted when he looked around.

'You know, you're probably the only one I know who would consider this a mess.', he reminded and listed how his apartment's default setting was three times worse. '..., but I have pretty lightning in my room, and that easily overshadows my mess.', he laughed.

'Funny.', you plainly remarked and wondered if you just needed more light in your life that could overshadow your mess. Felix might have realized by now that you were truly uncomfortable because he stepped closer and playfully poked your cheek. 'If it's bothering you', he nodded towards the general space of your apartment, 'let me help you tidying up. Maybe you can finally relax then.' A bit quieter he added, 'You've been tense all day, am low-key worried.'

There they were again, the tears that desperately wanted to escape, freely fload down your cheek, but you fought against them once again.

'Sure.', you spoke, voice shaky, so you cleared your throat, 'I'll just get some, ahm...'. An excuse to leave him for a moment was what you were searching for. The best you could come up with was, 'Boxes. I wanted to sort the plates and bowls into boxes.'

Without waiting for his reaction, you left to go to your bedroom. Some small cartons that you kept from stuff you'd ordered online were under your bed, covered by a layer of dust. When you returned to the living area, Felix was already busy washing plates, bowls, and clutter. To your surprise, he was almost done with everything, and you wondered why you thought the task would've needed at least half an hour to be completed.

'Got the boxes?', he asked and turned around, a wet plate in his hand.

You nodded and weakly waved them in front of you, not able to smile the slightest. A tear rolled down your cheek, and you turned around in shock. You didn't realize what happened, when you dropped to the floor in heavy sobs, the cartons still in your hand as if that was the only thing that you could hold onto - a silly excuse.

Silently, drying his hands with a towel, Felix sat down on the floor in front of you, patiently watching you. He slowly extended on arm, offering you his hand. You didn't take it. However, he didn't pull back. He just waited. After your sobs calmed down and the tears silently ran over your skin, you managed to look up at him, realising that you still held onto the cartons.

You placed them on the floor next to you and looked at Felix's hand and then up into his eyes questioningly. He just nodded, and you shyly placed your hand in his. Gently, he pulled you up against him and, with a sight, embraced your ebbing figure. He didn't say a single word and just held you, rocking you from side to side in a soothing manner.

The rest of the day was defined by tidying up your apartment with quiet music as background noise, Felix always by your side the second you start tearing up again. He wouldn't hug you immediately. He would just stand there. Sometimes you took his hand, sometimes you leaned against him, and sometimes you just looked at him and automatically broke into a thankful smile.

It was weird how he didn't talk much today, but you understood that his company was helping you to deal with your emotions without any distractions, but with all excuses and all followed break downs that you happened to come up.

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itsnotzka · 11 months

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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 // Duskwood one-shot

• Jake's POV // no spoilers • Genre: (kinda sorta) single character hurt/comfort, everyday live. • Words: 1k

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With great focus and attention, Jake closed the apartment door, turning the knob ever so gently to ensure a quiet shut. The oppressive heat of the day was finally beginning to subside, replaced by a cooler, refreshing breeze. He took a deep breath of this fresh, crispy air that invigorated his senses, brushing against his face and tousling his hair as he glanced back at the door.

It was getting dark. As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the pavement, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. As he stood on the doorstep, the dim glow of the newly illuminated streetlights cast an amber hue on the doormat beneath his feet. The sounds of the bustling city beyond reached his ears, a reminder that life was still happening all around him.

Strange.

In that very simple moment he actually felt a lot of things. The emotions that had been trapped inside him, like a deep lake beneath a sheet of thick, very hard ice, were finally beginning to surface. And when the door closed with a very soft click, the little spark that had been in him for some time, turned into a warm, soft, calm fire.

He smiled to himself as he let go of the doorknob.

Another step behind him.

He had been living as a free man for several years and his life was much more peaceful than it had ever been before. However, as he looked at the number 14 on the apartment door one last time, he thought to himself, no. This was not what he had imagined freedom should be like.

It wasn't freedom. It wasn't something worth... fighting for. There was nothing that would make him hesitate to close that door. He paused for a moment, still staring at that silly number as his mind wandered far away.

He was sure she cared for him... in her own unique way.

He didn't notice anything... malfunctioning at first. He loved her. After all, she was the one who gave him hope again! For her, only for her, he left his old lifestyle behind and wanted to change... for the better.

Was he better, though?

After their first, innocent fight, he thought that perhaps the stresses of everyday life had gotten to them. They had met under rather unusual circumstances, after all. People fight; there was nothing unusual in that, but... not like this. Jake couldn't help but wonder if they were two people who were desperately trying to make something work that was never meant to be. What had brought them together had simply ceased to exist, and slowly but surely, it stopped working.

It stopped working for him.

He smiled wryly as he realized she might not even realize he was gone. She wouldn't notice that all his things had disappeared... well, to be honest, there wasn't much anyway. The apartment still felt like hers. It was as if the walls themselves still belonged to her, and he was merely a guest in her domain. They had been living together for several years, yet he never quite felt at home there.

It took him a long time to realize that.

Much too long.

He chuckled to himself, recalling all the ridiculous moments he had simply given up. The times when he allowed himself to be pushed around or did things he didn't want to do. The times when he let her make him feel like he was nothing. Make him feel likea very insignificant part of her life.

They were brought together by a very big event, but it was a number of very small, commonplace, trite things that tore them apart.

Isn't it how it always works?

He had not expected that. Each and every day, his words like static on a screen to her, a noise she heard but didn't really listen to. And at the same time, she expected too much... much more than he could give her.

She only wanted him when she needed him, yet when he needed her, she was nowhere to be found. At first, he thought it was his fault - he even laughed at the idea that his secretive, introverted nature pushed her away from him and made her withdraw.

But he was wide open.

She knew his every weakness and took advantage of it. She forgot about his strengths.

It was her mistake.

One of many.

Jake knew he was good at a couple of things. Not every one of them was useful in his everyday life, though. Escaping was always one of his skills. He knew how to disappear completely without being found by anyone. Except... he knew it wasn't an actual escape. He wasn't really running away. He was simply... letting go.

Turning his back to the door, he took a deep breath and resisted the urge to glance at it one last time.

Another step done.

He wondered how quickly it would take her to notice he was gone. Well... this time he made sure she would notice him quickly... or rather the lack of him.

She didn't know the new wifi password, after all.

She didn't know the new alarm code.

She also had no idea how to change those.

He was never really vindictive... well, maybe a little. Or maybe a lot, but only in some, particular cases.

Perhaps he messed up with every single device they had in the apartment he could.

The one last farewell present for her, to simply remember him by.

Maybe old Jake was talking through him a little. The one he forgot about. That guy had a lot of issues, but he never let anyone treat him like she did.

Seeing her face would be priceless, as she tries to figure it all out.

He petted the neighbor's cheerful, friendly dog for the last time.

Then he adjusted his backpack, threw away his keys, and put on his hood before coming down the last step onto the pavement.

It hadn't been easy, but he finally did it.

And just like that, he was free. After being sidetracked for so long, he had finally regained his focus.

Although he had been a free man for several years, he now felt like he was getting his life back - a true sense of freedom.

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tooboredtothinkofaname · 9 days

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Self-care

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endlessly-cursed · 1 year

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FBAWTFT- Aurora di Napoli

"𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙣𝙚, 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚."

Name: Aurora Ellen di Napoli

Nicknames: Rory

Birthdate: 8th of March, 1905

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Personality Type (MBTI): INFP

Blood Status: Half-blood

Nationality: British with Italian ancestry

Physical Appearance

Hair: Black

Eyes: Blue

Height: 1.68m

Weight: 62kg

Body Type: Tall and lean

Skin Tone: Fair

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): Freckles, several tattoos and acne in her back

Background

Hometown

Aurora grew up in the Di Napoli manor with her three youngest siblings. While her lifestyle wasn’t ostentatious, it was a rather privileged life. She developed a tomboy personality, quickly adopting the 20s lifestyle and becoming the rebel oldest daughter.

Family

Mother: Abigail Jane di Napoli, neé Bennett ( @mjs-oc-corner )

A vivacious and strong woman, Rory loves her mother, and though she gives her strokes by smoking too many cigarettes and heavy drinking, they both have a close bond, she being her first child and helping out with her siblings, especially when her youngest sister came.

Father: Ernest Regulus Maurice di Napoli

A complicated man, Aurora made of her father a better man the moment she was born, for he had grown up in a deeply tramuatized and problematic family, and defying Rory’s grandfather and seeking his path and seeing his fortune decrease, Ernest was changed forever and poured his whole heart in his children, and despite having arguments with Rory, he loved her perhaps the most, being his firstborn child, and was certainly amused of how easily she outdrank him...

Emmett di Napoli

Temperamental, whip-smart and a but cocky, Emmett and Rory got along well and was her confidante, both relying on one another.

Theodore di Napoli ( @mjs-oc-corner )

INFO TBD

Christabel di Napoli ( @mjs-oc-corner )

INFO TBD, though she’s protective of her

Dominique? di Napoli

INFO TBD

Hogwarts

House: Hufflepuff

Best Class: DADA, Transfigurations and History of Magic

Worst Class: Potions & Herbology

Boggart: Her father becomes like her grandfather

Riddikulus: He instead recites a very dirty limerick

Patronus: TBD

Patronus Memory: Singing in the car with her parents and siblings

Mirror of Erised: Living free and roaming around the world

Amortentia (what she smells like): Cigarettes, expensive champagne, eau de cologne lavender, coconut, spicy food and plane gas

Amortentia (what she smells): TBD

Career

11-18: Hogwarts student

19-35: Wanderer

36-58: Model & actress for the wizarding cinema

59-64: Philantropist

65+: Retiree

Personality & Attitude

Priorities: Wanderlust, her family and friends, having her independance

Strengths: Charismatic, charming, funny, enthralling and uses her beauty to her own advantage

Weaknesses: Reckless, vain, full of herself and a complete diva

Stressed: Around men lol

Calm/Comforted: Around women

Favorites

Colors: Blue, red, green and white

Weather: Sunny with a calm wind

Hobbies: Playing roles, being around cameras and talking to people

Fashion: Rory dresses like all the stars in the Old Hollywood

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: TBD, though due to her job she’ll have many husbands and a secret lesbian romance hehe. HMU if you want your OC to be her husband or wife!!

Friends: TBD

Rivals: TBD

Trivia

Aurora is based on Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Taylor

She has made several movies of Muggle and Magical events: she has played as Anne Boleyn in a magical interpretation of Henry VIII in 1936, as a magical Jane Eyre in 1938, in an original project based on the Malfoy family in the regency era and Cleopatra in 1942, among others

She married at least from three to eight times, to hide her liking for women and her many scandals from nude scenes to almost being caught by the paparazzi

She’s also based on Evelyn Hugo from The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo sjehdeud

She changed her name from Aurora to Jade St. Claire, though her family still called her Rory

She met Elizabeth Taylor and Marilyn Monroe

She was obssesed with skincare, and included several creams and vaseline

She has a lesbian romance for years that is on and off

She also sang birthday songs for Ministers of Magic and was the mistress of several

She changed her hair to blonde and redheaded for many of her films

Her favourite muggle actress was Romy Schneider

#oc: aurora di napoli #oc: ernest di napoli #abbi bennett #abigail bennett #fankids: erbigail

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healthy444 · 15 days

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What are the best health and fitness-related apps?

There are numerous health and fitness apps available, each offering unique features catering to different needs and preferences. Here are some of the best ones:

MyFitnessPal: This app helps track calorie intake and exercise, providing insights into your overall health and fitness progress.

Fitbit: Ideal for Fitbit device users, this app tracks activity, sleep, heart rate, and more, offering a comprehensive overview of your fitness journey.

Nike Training Club: Offering a variety of workout plans and routines, Nike Training Club is suitable for individuals of all fitness levels, providing personalized recommendations and guidance.

Strava: Primarily focused on running and cycling, Strava tracks your activities via GPS, allowing you to analyze performance metrics and compete with others.

Headspace: While not solely focused on fitness, Headspace offers guided meditation and mindfulness exercises, promoting overall well-being and mental health, which is crucial for a balanced fitness regimen.

FitOn: This app offers a wide range of workout classes led by celebrity trainers, catering to various fitness levels and preferences, all for free.

Couch to 5K: Designed for beginners, this app helps users gradually build up their running endurance, leading them from couch potatoes to running a 5K.

Seven – 7 Minute Workout: Perfect for those with limited time, Seven offers quick, effective workouts that can be done in just seven minutes, making it easy to squeeze in exercise sessions throughout the day.

Yoga Studio: Offering a library of yoga classes suitable for all levels, Yoga Studio provides detailed instructions and customizable sessions to fit your needs.

Fitbod: This app generates personalized workout plans based on your fitness goals, available equipment, and past workouts, helping you optimize your gym sessions.

MapMyFitness: This app uses GPS to track and map your workouts, whether you're running, cycling, or walking. It also provides stats on pace, distance, calories burned, and more.

FitRadio: FitRadio offers curated playlists specifically designed for working out, with music mixes tailored to different types of exercises and intensity levels.

JEFIT: JEFIT is a comprehensive strength training app that provides workout plans, exercise demonstrations, progress tracking, and a large exercise database.

Sleep Cycle: Sleep Cycle tracks your sleep patterns and wakes you up during your lightest sleep phase, helping you wake up feeling refreshed and energized.

Sworkit: Sworkit offers customizable workout plans ranging from strength training and yoga to HIIT and Pilates, with options for various fitness levels and time constraints.

WaterMinder: Staying hydrated is essential for overall health, and WaterMinder helps you track your daily water intake and reminds you to drink throughout the day.

Calm: Similar to Headspace, Calm provides guided meditations, sleep stories, breathing exercises, and relaxing music to reduce stress and improve sleep quality.

Fooducate: Fooducate helps you make healthier food choices by providing nutritional information, grading food products, and offering personalized recommendations based on your dietary goals.

Runkeeper: Another popular running app, Runkeeper tracks your runs via GPS, offers personalized training plans, and provides audio cues to keep you motivated during your workouts.

Fitbit Coach: For Fitbit users without a premium subscription, Fitbit Coach offers personalized workout recommendations and guided video workouts tailored to your fitness level and goals.

These apps cover a wide range of health and fitness needs, from tracking workouts and nutrition to improving sleep and managing stress. Experimenting with different apps can help you find the ones that best suit your lifestyle and objectives.

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ericosantos · 1 month

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Living with Simplicity: A Path to Inner Growth and Well-being

Living a simple life has become increasingly popular in recent years, and for good reason. In a world that constantly bombards us with messages of materialism and the pursuit of luxury, embracing simplicity can have profound benefits for our body, mind, subconsciousness, and psychological growth. In this blog, we will explore why seeking and living a luxurious life can be stressful and lead to anxiety and depression, while living with simplicity can bring us peace and contentment.

Firstly, let's delve into the detrimental effects of seeking a luxurious lifestyle. The constant desire for more material possessions and the pressure to keep up with societal expectations can create a never-ending cycle of stress. The pursuit of luxury often leads to financial strain, as we find ourselves trapped in a cycle of debt and overspending. This financial burden can weigh heavily on our minds, causing anxiety and sleepless nights.

Moreover, living a luxurious life often means surrounding ourselves with excess. We accumulate more than we need, filling our homes with unnecessary clutter. This clutter not only adds to our stress levels but also affects our mental well-being. Studies have shown that a cluttered environment can lead to feelings of overwhelm and decreased productivity. Our subconsciousness becomes overwhelmed by the constant visual reminders of excess, preventing us from finding true peace and tranquility.

Furthermore, the pursuit of luxury can have a negative impact on our psychological growth. When we focus solely on material possessions, we neglect the development of our inner selves. Our self-worth becomes tied to external factors, such as the brand of our clothes or the size of our house. This shallow sense of self leaves us feeling empty and unfulfilled, leading to a higher risk of depression and anxiety.

On the other hand, embracing simplicity can bring us numerous benefits. By living with less, we free ourselves from the burden of excessive possessions. We learn to appreciate the things that truly matter, such as meaningful relationships and experiences. This shift in focus allows us to cultivate a sense of gratitude and contentment, leading to greater overall well-being.

Living with simplicity also allows us to create a peaceful and clutter-free environment. A tidy and organized space can have a profound impact on our mental state. It promotes a sense of calm and clarity, allowing us to focus on what truly matters. Our subconsciousness is no longer bombarded by visual reminders of excess, but instead, it is nurtured by a serene and harmonious atmosphere.

Moreover, embracing simplicity encourages us to prioritize our inner growth. We invest time and energy in developing our passions, nurturing our relationships, and cultivating a strong sense of self. By focusing on personal growth rather than material possessions, we find a deeper sense of purpose and fulfillment.

In conclusion, living with simplicity offers numerous benefits for our body, mind, subconsciousness, and psychological growth. The pursuit of luxury often leads to stress, anxiety, and depression, as we become trapped in a cycle of materialism and excess. By embracing simplicity, we can find peace, contentment, and a greater sense of well-being. Let us choose a path that values inner growth over external validation, and experience the transformative power of living with simplicity.

#self impowerment #self importance #self improvement #mental health #self identity #stress #self introspection #self care #resilience #self confidence #self reflection #self-improtance

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probablynotnothing · 1 month

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School, romanticizing and homemaking

It's so hard to focus on school when struggling with depression and anxiety, and not liking a lot of the courses I must take.

I feel afraid and avoidant of the course I'm currently in, and then I have these haunting thoughts that I'm immoral or foolhardy for not taking advantage of the way my life is structured right now and using all my time to focus on school. My mind keeps saying "you're going to regret it". My mind is trying to motivate me to focus on school (because I truly want my degree) through fear - thinking "if you don't focus on getting through classes, you are risking being horribly trapped in the future in a way that replicates past trauma".

But my brain's automatic ways of trying to motivate myself through fearful narratives just makes me feel like I have to tensely force myself, and I'm really trying to use my schooling as an opportunity to learn new ways of living, accomplishing goals, and managing my energetic flow and time, where I motivate myself through humor, joy, positive connection, vulnerability and you know, pleasantness!! I want to figure out some way to make it feel accessible and fun to work on school. Especially because a lot of my ptsd revolves around being motivated or coerced through fear, whether by myself or other people.

My first thought is to go all in with romanticizing my life. I'm trying to do this not by imagining it as a fairytale or in a way that could cause dissatisfaction with my real life - I don't want to be putting certain things on a pedestal that my life just isn't compatible with or can't realistically mimic. But I'm romanticizing through gratitude that I have a time of safety to go slow, let my nervous system change, and let my automatic thoughts be based in gratitude and optimism instead of fear or anger. I'm taking pride in how far I've come, and trying to let myself really feel proud that the decisions I've made have given me identifiable advantages (disadvantages too- which are also important to identify, so that I'm not trying to live a lifestyle "against my grain" and needs for safety and wellbeing).

I deal with this sense of survivor's guilt i guess also, almost daily- survivor's guilt that why should I get all these blessings in my life when my loved ones and just people in general don't. But I just keep thinking, for one, I must realize that although I feel gratitude that my boyfriend provides for me financially while I need it, I AM providing value to his life through homemaking and encouraging him, and I am also being compassionate to my (hopefully temporary) sensitivities and disabilities which prevent me from making a living in the same way I did when I was younger. I'm working towards developing financial security so I can also afford my loved one's rest, work life balance, and greater options.

I want to make sure I can hire people to care for my parents (I'm a squeamish person) and they have a lovely home environment to retire and get old in. I want to provide a life for my boyfriend to have stress taken off him, have a better work life balance, get more rest and to work in positive environments where he is valued. I want him to not be burdened as the only financial provider.

My challenge is to not feel burdened by all these thoughts and more, when my attempt is just to motivate myself to feel secure and calm and curious and interested in figuring out the darn classes!

A relatively isolated lifestyle doesn't help either.

Stil my life is 200% better than it has EVER been, and I'm so grateful and proud to be in a position I couldn't have imagined years ago when I was living with my mom, homeless or delivering Amazon packages 6 days a week. I'm grateful also for the dynamic of vulnerability and openness my boyfriend and I share - it's an incredibly freeing, safe feeling, and a totally new way for him and I both to be experiencing a friendship!

Imperfection is beautiful, because it allows us to connect with fellow people in a meaningful way!

#school #mental health #homemaking #romanticizing #imperfection

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organicfarmfamily · 6 months

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Beautifully happy, healthy and sustainable 🌲🌳🤗

Good evening happy, healthy life seekers 🤗

There's no doubt, here at TOFF, our happy place is always outdoors.....we live in military cargo shorts and T's in Spring/Summer and military cargo pants and wool jumpers in Autumn/Winter merrily working and creating outside; turning our organic botanical day dreams into healthy food, animal shelter, flower power and natural products 😊

Budgets & Life Changes 💷🤔

Throughout the last few very turbulent years many of us have undergone huge, transformational life changes; personal relationships, work, homes, families, continents......and many find themselves in a position of 'starting over', a fresh, a new, in order to create a truly wonderful, happy and healthy new future.

With this in mind, budgets have become very constrained and some stress levels may have risen.

To calm our minds, bodies and to help with our financial pockets lifestyle changes can be made on a budget, always with health and happiness in mind 🤗

Here at TOFF our ethos is organic and this embodies; reuse, mend, recycle, rejuvenate, repurpose, relive!

Millions discard items considered no longer of use, this is great, we should all practice this..... a minimalist, clean, healthy home, man cave, sheshed, workshop which is organised and free of clutter actually helps those stress levels come tumbling down 🤗🎉🙌

It also presents an opportunity to acquire items for free or only very few pounds....... don't be afraid to barter or ask if the seller could gift them to you / reduce their price......you'd be surprised 🎉

Repurpose, Rejuvenate, Relive ,🤗

TOFF tips :-

Old timber windows ~ often disused, left in a skip, at the side of the road or advertised on free cycle sites!

These make a great cold frame for growing your lovely organic foods ~ a complimentary mini greenhouse 🎉🥕

Very often soil and timber are also given away for free.

Your only financial outlay maybe a few screws, hinges and organic seeds then hey presto a weekend project will yield a happier you and food too 🥕🌿🎉

Cardboard egg cartons, toilet paper rolls, kitchen paper rolls ~ ideal for growing seeds 🌿

Fill the rolls with compost and place in the egg carton,

Sow the seeds directly into each roll, water and allow to germinate,

Ideally maintain a temperature of 18 degrees Celsius/ 64 degrees Fahrenheit,

As soon as the seedlings have germinated and are ready to plant out, the rolls can be planted directly into the soil and they will biodegrade, the carton can also be either reused or planted into the soil too 🎉🌿🥕🍒🍓

Go natural ~ make your own 🌴🪥😬

TOFF tips:-

Toothpaste ~

2 tablespoons of coconut oil

1 tablespoon of baking soda

6 drops of peppermint oil

6 drops of lemon oil

6 drops of teatree oil

Mix well, into a paste and place in a recycled, steralised dry jar with a lid 🙌🪥😬

Deodorant ~

500 ml bicarbonate of soda

500 ml potato flour / cornflour

500ml coconut oil

5-10 drops of your favourite essential oil......our favourite is Jasmine 🌸

Mix all the ingredients together, if the coconut oil is hard, melt it over a waterbath. Place in a recycled steralised jar with a lid, apply using a reusable cloth cotton pad or reusable spatula 🥥 🌸

We love sharing our tips and recipes with you, as always, if you have any top tips or questions we would love to hear from you 🤗 feel free to email us :- [email protected]

Take great care of you, don't be to hard on yourself or others, kindness always happy healthy life seekers 🤗

Much love,

TOFF x

🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿

#organic #health #healthy #deodrant #toothpaste #greenhouse #food #vegetable gardening #budget #happiness #natural

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