minho helps you let out your pent-up emotions
-contains mature themes
"you've been having an attitude since morning" minho hissed out, hips brutally thrusting into you.
"that isn't your p-problem" you practically shouted. body squirming from how much he had edged you.
minho's face morphing into an annoyed expression. your stomach doing flips when he shot you a glare.
you didn't mean to shout. he had unknowingly hit that spongey spot inside of you.
saying sorry was too late now. you had your pride. yet you were still scared of how he'd react.
"it is my fucking problem" he answered back, sitting on his haunches.
"if you're in pain. im in pain"
staring down at you. lazily thrusting inside of your sopping heat.
"start talking" you threw your head to the side.
whenever you got like this he'd make you open up. you were the type to keep things to yourself.
and minho knew about it.
you had even asked him to help you talk more about your feelings. why you had gotten so worked up. and snapped at him when he asked if you wanted to watch a movie with him.
"no..." you mumbled, eyes watering. he sighed, pushing his hair back.
"fine. be that way"
"i'll just fuck it out of you"
stifling your moans against your arm when he used all his strength to rail you. his hand roughly pulling your arm that was covering you mouth.
"m-minho" you mumbled, trying to look at him. but he ignored you. choosing to keep his eyes fixed on where he entered your cunt.
"minnie"
tears welling up in your eyes. a few slipping out. why wouldn't he look at you.
you deserved to be treated like this. he didn't deserve to be the brunt of your outburst.
his fingers reaching up to hold your waist. making you meet his thrusts. you felt like all your pent up emotions were letting loose. thighs trembling.
his eyes finally meeting yours.
he cooed.
"there we go..." a feeling of accomplishment in his tone. you were crying. broken sentences.
"n-not studied...exam"
he understood. humming in response. exams were in a month and you were stressed. you'd kept procrastinating until finally you were pacing.
it was all your fault. minho seemed to notice how you fell into a dark place.
choosing to ask you. yet you yelled at him. you didn't mean to hurt him. it was all a mistake.
"what do you have to say to me?" he whispered, just for you to hear.
"m'sorry. i didn't mean to be rude.."
"no more thinking now kitten. im here" you sniffled. feeling much better after he accepted your apology.
whining as he pulled out completely.
"get on top" he instructed, sitting upright. successfully pulling your limp body on him. gently lifting you up and sliding right back in.
"always so tight for me" he moaned out. you grinded down on him. letting out little noises as he made you ride him. hands firmly holding your waist.
lips kissing up your neck and gradually going lower. until he mouthed at your tits. sticking his tongue out playfully to toy at them. eyes locked onto yours with a flirty glimmer in them.
"h-hurts" you mumbled, thighs aching. you tried though to keep your composure. how could you let him do all the hard work.
instantly his hands slid down, kneading at your thighs. easing out your tense muscles.
"relax for me" he said in a hushed tone. practically melting against him. his dick still in you.
"let me take care of you princess"
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Before meeting you so many theories went spiraling around in my mind and then, I saw you. All my thoughts are vanished like they are never been there. Under the open sky, unaware of the crowd, your eyes searching for me, I love how imperfectly perfect you are. How beautiful adorned you are, covered in black top with blue jeans. My eyes refused to look anywhere else. I can smell the fragrance of your magic upon me, you are a piece of art, pinned into my heart as though a dart. Holding hands, a long drive in winters on Delhi roads. There is a peace, that fills the colours and make my each and every wound heal. You're not someone who I would confess to, more often, you're someone I wouldn't give up on. ( thank you for the gift 🤗)
I met you in old Delhi, I left my mark in Delhi.. The moments which we woven with a golden threads. ( Ho tujhse milna purani Dilli Mai, chodd aaye nishani dilli mai💕)
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Anytime i see people liking my drawings i get so freaking happy and go full on silly mode with walking around my room while resisting the urge to scream and jump in the middle of the night (bc i usually post in the evenings)
I was really nervous about posting on the Internet and if people would even like them because drawing is such an important hobby in my life, but now i have such a big boost in confidence in my art and my days get a thousand times better just thinking about it!!!!
In everyday life i can't really start talking out of nowhere about video games and videos or just the most random things so this is something of a stress relief too haha
ALSO THANK YOU GUYS FOR 250 LIKES?!? GGHHAAAGAGASHHDHTKTKTKTKTKTTKTKTKTKTKT
IM SO HAPPY THAT I GET TO BE SILLY AND CRAZY ABOUT MY TSP BRAINROT HAHAHA
I also really like drawing tsp and the characters in it, i love reading of your guy's versions and stories and art and I'm just so grraahhh
Btw ty for reading my short ramble. here's a Stanley i drew with the majestic bucket
I hope i can keep up the productivity and post about them almost daily bc i truly get genuine joy out of this :'D
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When I started watching If it's with you I never expected to be so invested in these wonderful characters. This is what I have been missing in some of the shows I've been watching. Ryuji-kun never belittled Amane for who he was and he never assumed anything about Amane either. He kept an open ear, he noticed, he observed and he came to understand who Amane was as a person. They had a great rapport as friends. But when Amane confessed Ryuji didn't push him away but took time to think about it, talk to Amane and find his own feelings in all this. Talk about maturity. None of the adults are doing it like my 2 favourite boys.
Amane always wrapped himself up in the fear of the past repeating. The fear of rejection was always lurking around but being with Ryuji gave him freedom because Ryuji could see past the facade he put up to deal with the pain he was feeling. Ryuji helped him overcome that fear by reassuring him that he is allowed to be who he wants to be. Ryuji gave him real confidence, not to say that Amane wasn't confident before, but now he could be free to express himself knowing that there's at least one person who would accept him as he was.
This final episode was everything I wanted from the show. Both of them were nervous and anxious and they took the time to talk and understand where they are in this relationship. That's the beauty of the show. Each time Amane was on the verge of running away, Ryuji always pulled him back, grounded him and spoke to him so that they would be on the page.
The honesty between them is something I really cherish. Ryuji never made any false promises to love Amane but he honestly expressed how he was feeling and what he expected going forward and that aligned with Amane, because that's what dating means. You take the time to fall in love and discover things about the other person.
I wasn't ready for this show to be over, but I'm so happy with the way it ended that I couldn't ask for more. This show has shot up to the top of my Japanese BL list. I'll cherish this show and these boys.
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