I really enjoyed your Tame the Dragon series ♥ If it's not a problem, I would like to request Daemon x best friend reader. They know each other for years and she is the only one he truly trusts and enjoys her company. She is in love with him for years, but he's never showed any romantic interest in her. But one day when ser Harwin starts flirting with her and she flirts back, he gets super jealous and possesive, and drags the confused reader into his chambers, making her scream his name so loud that the whole castle will know that she belongs to him.
A/N: I’m so sorry that it took me an eternity to finally finish this but for the last two weeks I have been super busy -uni started again, and the first weeks are always full of events so I was rarely home :3 Anyway, it got a lot longer than I expected (: Hope you enjoy it!
Pairing: Daemon Targaryen x BestFriend!reader
Summary: is in the request itself (:
Word Count: 4,8k
Warnings: I'm not a native English speaker, strong language, smut, possesive Daemon
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You held your breath as the dragon turned its head towards you.
Daemon let out a soft laugh when he saw how tense you were becoming by the second. “All these years, we were the best of friends; however, I have never known you were afraid of dragons.” He spoke with a mocking tone. If you were not standing in front of Caraxes at the moment, you would turn to face him and roll your eyes at him. Instead, you showed him the middle finger while your eyes were still fixed at the dragon in front of you. “Which is quite ironic…”
You didn’t let him finish his word as you spoke. “Because my best friend is a dragon?” You were talking about him, of course. Daemon made an approving sound.
“Don’t be such a pussy, Y/N, he is not going to eat you.” He spoke, once again with a mocking tone, and held you from your left wrist.
“He can eat you, too, if he wants to, you know that, right?” You asked him, then you let out a scream when you felt Daemon dragging you closer to Caraxes. “Daemon!”
“No, he cannot.” He said as he placed your hand on the dragon’s nose. You, once again, held your breath for you were literally touching a dragon. However, once you realised that Caraxes didn’t mind you at all, you let yourself slowly relax as you tried to devour the feeling of its cold, hard scales under your palm. “See, didn’t I tell you?” From the tone of his voice, you could imagine a small smile on Daemon’s lips.
“Shut up,” you muttered as you placed your right hand on Caraxes’ scales, too. “Is he always that cold to the touch?”
Daemon nodded as he watched you getting familiar with his dragon. “Mostly, unless he is about to shoot some fire.” His words made you tense up again, you quickly pulled back your hands. You took a deep breath upon feeling Daemon’s hand on the small of your back. “Relax, Y/N, he won’t burn you alive unless I say so.”
You turned back to look at him as you raised an eyebrow. “Should I be concerned, my Prince?” Realising that how handsome he looked under the dim lighting of the Dragonpit, you held your breath.
I just wish he would have, at some point in the past, noticed it. The way I have always looked at him.
He shrugged with a careless manner. “Just try to get on my good side, then you won’t become his dinner.” When he saw the horrified expression on your face, Daemon let out a laughter. “We have known each other ever since we were little kids, and you still tend to believe everything I say.”
You rolled your eyes as you muttered under your breath. “As if your tone allows me to tell whether you’re joking…”
He ignored your last remark and held you tight from your waist, causing you to frown. At the same time, feeling his body standing too close to yours caused your heart to beat faster. You could easily feel the heat radiating off his body. “Now, let’s get to the fun part.” He said as the edge of lips turned upwards. “You’ll be going on a ride.”
Before you could find the chance to protest, Daemon lifted you up from the ground and literally threw you to the saddle. You let out a scream. “Daemon, what the fuck?!”
“Come on, I am sure you’ll enjoy it.” He told you as he climbed onto the saddle. “Just hold on tight, or I will have to explain it to your father and my brother why you fell down from the sky.”
“I am so going to kill you when this is over…” You muttered angrily and wrapped your arms around Daemon’s waist -he was sitting in front of you. He blew a kiss at you with a cocky smirk inhabiting his lips. Then, he said something in High Valyrian, which caused Caraxes to slowly stand up on its feet. When the dragon started walking, you let out another scream.
“For fuck’s sake, Y/N, we are not even flying yet.” Daemon kept on taunting you. “Get a hold of yourself.”
“Shut up or I’ll bite your ear.” You threatened him. This was something from your childhood -there had been this one time when Daemon had pissed you off so much that you had bit his ear in return. Over the years, the rather funny incident had evolved into an inside joke between you two.
Daemon laughed. “We will see who bites whom this time, Y/N. Now hold on tight.”
As you tightened your arms around his waist, Daemon said something in High Valyrian, again, which caused Caraxes to slowly flap its wings. You pressed your lips against each other not to scream this time for you didn’t want to give Daemon anything else so that he couldn’t taunt you anymore.
Then, Caraxes started to fly.
It was a wonderful feeling, being able to touch the clouds, and yet terrifying. When Caraxes stopped ascending and started flying horizontally, at a constant speed, the fear slowly left you as it gave its place to excitement. You cheered, throwing your left hand into the air.
Daemon chuckled as he raised his left hand in the air, too, then took a hold of yours to place it around his waist. You weren’t sure if it was flying or Daemon’s touch that was causing the butterflies in your stomach to go wild. “See, Y/N, I told you you’d like it.” He said. “Sometimes I feel like I know you better than you know yourself.”
At that moment, you wanted to try something daring -something you probably would not be bold enough to do if you weren’t, to some extent, drunken with adrenaline running wild through your veins.
Shifting a little bit in your place, you lifted your hips off the saddle and leaned forward. Then, you left a kiss on Daemon’s cheek, intentionally letting your lips linger there longer than they needed to. “Thank you, Daemon.” You said as you sat back your place, your arms were still tight around his waist. You could see the hints of a smile inhabiting his lips.
“Would you like to see something thrilling?” Daemon asked you, as if what he had been showing you wasn’t thrilling at all. Still, curiosity got the better of you -as it always did -so you made an approving sound. “Dracarys!”
[Time Skip]
When Daemon jumped down from the saddle, he was covered in ash and dust since he had made you literally fly into the cloud of smoke after Caraxes had thrown fire. You were pretty sure that you looked just the same -your face covered in grey dust, black ashes inhabiting your hair.
As you followed him down, leaving the saddle, you kept thinking about how magical it had actually felt. Being completely alone with him, up in the sky… It felt somehow right. You lifted your head up to cast a quick look at Daemon, only to meet his violet eyes already roaming around your pretty face. The intense look inside his eyes made you turn yours away almost immediately.
You held your breath as he took a step closer to you, looking down at you. Then, he raised his right hand in the air to push back a strand of your hair behind your ear, letting his fingertips touching your face on purpose.
You had known him for years, ever since you were a child and growing up with Daemon, you couldn’t help but find yourself enjoying his presence more and more to the point that you started to feel something for him. Over the years, your feelings had got only stronger even though he had never shown any romantic interest in you. Not that you were expecting him to since you knew very well how twisted he was, all these years you had never known him to grow feelings for anyone -your bond with him had always been the strongest, hence he trusted you the most.
It was for a fact that you were unable to get rid of your feelings for him; however, at times like this (although they were pretty seldom) little things he did were confusing you to the point of losing your sleep for a couple of nights.
He was probably simply trying to tease you for he had absolutely no idea about the way you felt about him.
“We should go get dressed,” Daemon spoke, bringing you back to reality. “Your ladyship would not miss the little gathering of the King, would you?”
You rolled your eyes at him as you walked towards the exit, Daemon following you. “Your ladyship, my ass,” you muttered. You hated to be called that way and Daemon, of course, knew about that.
Daemon snorted at your reaction. “You kiss your mother with that mouth?”
As you were about to turn right to look at him, your eyes found Ser Harwin Strong approaching you. Quickly wearing your ladylike attitude, you let your expression get softer. “Ser Harwin,” you greeted him.
“My lady,” he greeted you back, then turned to Daemon. “My prince.”
Daemon made a simple movement with his head, not even speaking to him.
Ser Harwin took your right hand and brought it to his lips. “Even the ash and the dust are unable to cloud your beauty, Lady Y/N.” He said, causing you to giggle. “Will you be joining the gathering today, my Lady?”
You nodded with a soft smile on your lips. “I hope to see you there, Ser Harwin.”
If you hadn’t been so focused on Harwin Strong, you would have certainly felt the jealousy radiating off Daemon.
[Time Skip]
The skirts of the silver dress you were wearing swayed in the soft wind as you brought the glass to your mouth, taking a big from the wine. Meanwhile, you were hoping for Ser Harwin Strong not to notice how pink your cheeks had become for he had been showering you with compliments since the beginning of the gathering.
Though, you had to admit that he was awfully attractive. And he knew how to approach a charming young woman like you.
The more he flirted with you, the more you started to daydream about how it would feel to have his strong arms around your waist, his lips brushing against yours…
You had laid with men before but none of them were nearly as handsome as Harwin, which made the simplest thought even more exciting.
But what about Daemon? You kept asking yourself time to time, even though you knew you needn’t feel guilty for there had never been anything between you two. Still, the feelings you had for him were as real as ever, which made you feel like as if you could… break something by getting close with Harwin Strong.
“You have a rather strong liking for wine, my Lady.” Harwin said as he filled your cup with red wine. The edge of your lips curled upwards while you nodded.
“Well, I grew up with the Prince and as you know, he brings all the best wine from his adventures across the Narrow Sea for he drinks only the best.” You told him.
Harwin smiled at you. “Of course, Prince Daemon has an impeccable taste,” he said and his eyes lingered on your lips for a short while before he continued to speak. “I would like to hear more of your adventures with the Prince, my Lady. On a pleasant evening, with some Dornish wine, perhaps?”
Upon feeling someone looking at you, you turned your head to the right, only to meet Daemon’s violet eyes. He was standing by the wall, hands crossed over his chest. Even from that distance, you could clearly feel the jealousy radiate off him, which left you only confused. The moment your eyes met his, he frowned and turned his look towards Harwin Strong, jealousy visible in his violet pupils.
Quickly, you turned back to Harwin with a soft smile on your lips, though you were still thinking about Daemon. “Of course, Ser Harwin, I would love to.”
You could swear Harwin’s dark eyes shone with happiness as he took a big sip from his wine. Wind made his brown curls sway ever so gently, causing him to look even more handsome than he already was.
“I am so sorry to interrupt this pleasant conversation, Ser Harwin, but I have to steal Lady Y/N for a while.”
Daemon’s voice made you slightly leap up in your place for you hadn’t seen him approaching you two. Harwin Strong gave Daemon a small nod and held your free hand, gently bringing it to his lips. Then, he walked away, joining his father and his brother.
Suddenly, Daemon took the cup away from your hands and placed it on the table next to you. Before you could ask him what the hell was happening, he held you firmly from your left wrist and literally dragged you behind him as he walked into the castle.
“Daemon, what do you think you are doing?!” You hissed between your teeth, trying to keep up with his pace as he walked steadily. “Everyone is looking at us!”
“Good,” was the only thing he said. You had never seen him like this; hence you could not tell what he was about to do or why he had suddenly started acting in such a weird way. It was impossible to ignore the anger and jealousy waves coming from him, which confused you even more.
Then, it all hit you.
He was jealous because you had been flirting with Harwin Strong all afternoon.
You tried to shake your arm free. “Daemon, let me at least walk on my own, for fuck’s sake!”
He looked at you over his shoulder, still dragging you behind him. “So that you could walk back to him?”
“This is about him, then.” You said as you forcefully freed your wrist from his hold the moment he stopped. Little did you realise that he had dragged you right in front of his chambers. “What is wrong with you?”
“I do not want to see him with you again, Y/N.” Daemon spoke with a low but demanding voice that sent shivers down your spine.
“Why do you care?” You asked with your hands crossed over your chest, a deep frown inhabiting your face. Daemon took a step towards you. As he looked down at you, you could feel his warm breath licking your forehead. “You have never shown any interest in me, Daemon, and you choose this moment to…”
He didn’t even let you finish your word as he pressed his lips against yours.
You pushed him away with a confused expression on your face. “What are you doing?” You asked, your voice was lower than a whisper for you could not find the strength to talk. Your whole body was shaking, and your breath was heavy as if you had been on a run. “Someone could see us!”
“I don’t give a single fuck,” Daemon spoke with a husky tone as he pulled you against his chest and cupped your face. “In fact, I want everyone in this castle to know that you are mine.” Your eyes were wide with shock, you didn’t know how to react to his words for all those years, you had believed that he had taken absolutely no fancy to you, that you had been the only one yearning for the other’s touches.
“Daemon,” you breathed out his name as he leant into you, his lips brushing against yours.
“You are mine, Y/N,” he whispered against your lips, his left hand caressing your cheek. “And no one else shall lay their hands on you ever again.”
When his lips captured yours, you felt as if your heart was trying to break free from your chest, beating so fast which made you wonder if Daemon could hear it as well. He didn’t give you any time to think about what he had just told you while he kissed you with such hunger as if he wanted to capture your next breath.
You found it hard to believe what was really happening.
Even though all you wanted at that moment was to let yourself get lost in the kiss and sink into Daemon’s arms, the thoughts roaming in your head were not allowing you to leave yourself completely to his touches -you wanted to know why he was acting that way, why he had got jealous in the first place and since when he was thinking about you in a different way.
Slowly, you tried to pull your head a little back to put some distance between your lips. “Daemon, I need…” The Rogue Prince didn’t let you speak as his lips captured yours once again; however, you insisted on talking as you took a little step back. “Let me speak.”
“Shh,” Daemon whispered while he pressed his index finger against your lips. With his other hand, he opened the doors to his chambers. “We have been speaking for years, Y/N.” Holding you from your hand, he pulled you inside and closed the door behind you. Your heart started to beat faster as if it was even possible when you found yourself stuck between the wooden doors and Daemon’s body. His hands were placed on the door you were leaning on either sides of your head. Every time you inhaled, your chest was brushing against his. Daemon’s violet eyes were darkened with lust as he looked down at you. “I am sick of the words.”
The closer he stood to you, the more you were losing your grip on reality.
You took a deep breath when he wrapped one of his hands around your waist, leaning into you. “I want you, Y/N,” he breathed the words against your skin and laid his lips on your neck. You pressed your lips against each other. “I want to mark every inch of your body as mine,” he sucked on the flesh, causing you to gasp. Your hands slowly found their way around his neck. “So that no other men would dare touch you again.”
Every time his lips met the sensitive skin of your neck, you could feel the control slipping away from your fingers, your judgement being clouded by desire. You have been yearning for this very moment ever since you could remember; hence, in mere seconds, all the doubts and the questions troubling you dissolved into thin air as lust took control of your body.
You were scarcely aware of your actions as you held Daemon from his chin and pulled him against your lips, which caused him to chuckle into the kiss. His lips were hungry against yours, he licked your lower lip for you to give him an entrance.
Once you parted your lips, his tongue slid into your mouth, meeting yours in midway. You pressed Daemon more against your body as you deepened the kiss, your hands working their way through the layer of clothes to leave him with his shirt.
For a brief moment, Daemon broke the kiss to send you a cocky smirk. At the same time, his right hand was slowly sliding under the long skirts of your dress. “I didn’t know that you were lusting after me, Lady Y/N.” He spoke with a playful tone and pressed his lips against yours once again.
“There are a lot of things,” you spoke in between kisses, “you don’t know, my Prince.”
You gasped as his fingers climbed up your inner thigh. “I’m intrigued,” Daemon whispered and took your lower lip between his teeth. Your breath got heavier as his fingers reached your core. The edge of Daemon’s lips curled upwards upon feeling your wetness against his fingertips. “You’re fucking wet, Y/N, and I haven’t even started touching you yet.”
His free hand cupped your breast over the fabric of your dress, you bit your lower lip as you spoke. “Just the simplest thought,” you whispered, your eyes never leaving his violet ones as you spoke, “of you burying yourself deep within me,” you gasped when you felt Daemon’s middle finger brushing against your clit, “is enough.”
You could feel the hardness inside Daemon’s trousers growing bigger as it pressed against your lower stomach.
“Tell me,” Daemon whispered against your lips as his finger began to move faster, causing you to bite your lower lip to silence your moans. “Have you ever touched yourself, imagining it was me that was touching you?”
“Yes,” you breathed out. Daemon started toying with your clit faster, again, which made you let out a silent moan this time. You could see his eyes getting darker by the second.
“Have you ever thought about me,” he asked, once more fastening the movement of his finger so that your moans became louder. Anyone passing by could easily hear you for you were leaning the door. “When you laid with other men?”
To get a better angle, Daemon made you lift your right leg with his other hand. You were trying to unbutton his shirt but it was almost impossible for you to concentrate yourself on anything. “Yes,” you spoke but it came out more like a moan. “Every fucking time.”
The feeling in your stomach was building up, your moans were becoming louder and more frequent. “Before, you always came to the thought of me,” Daemon whispered against your skin, he could tell that you were close to the edge. “This time, you will come for me.”
With the last bits of strength left in your body, you held Daemon’s arm. “But I don’t want to come just yet.” You whispered. Daemon slowed down the movement of his finger upon hearing you, a smirk inhabited his lips.
“As you wish, my Lady.”
Letting you rest your right foot on the floor, Daemon moved both of his hands to your waist and pulled you into a kiss. However, you really weren’t focusing on the kiss as your hands made their way to his trousers, pushing them down to free his erection from the cloth. Daemon let out a grunt when you wrapped your hand around his cock.
Slowly, you lowered yourself down onto your knees, your eyes didn’t leave his as you licked through his length. A deep grunt left Daemon’s throat when you took his cock in your mouth, moving your head back and forth.
“Fuck,” he growled, his left hand found its way to your hair, pushing his length deeper into your throat. Fighting your gagging reflex, you tried to go on like that -taking him deep into your throat -but eventually, you had to pull your head back. Before you could take him in your mouth once again, Daemon held you from your chin and pulled you to your feet. “Tonight, I want to fuck you, Y/N, until you come screaming my name, letting every single man in this damn castle know that you belong to me.” He said upon seeing the confused look in your eyes. “Your mouth will be the next time.”
His words made you blush but at the same time, you found yourself giggling as he led you to the bed. Once again that night, Daemon’s lips captured yours. His hands were trying to break you free from the dress, but he was too impatient.
“If you don’t get rid of that dress,” he whispered against your lips with a husky voice. “Then I’ll have to rip it in two.”
You mimicked his tone as you undressed yourself. “I have never known you were so eager to fuck me, Daemon.”
The moment your dress fell down around your ankles, leaving you totally naked, you saw the hungry look in Daemon’s eyes getting even denser.
The Rogue Prince licked his lower lip as he held you from your ass with both hands, pulling you against his bare chest -you didn’t even recall freeing him from his shirt. “Oh, my Lady Y/N, you have absolutely no idea…”
The throbbing between your legs was getting worse by the second, you needed to feel him in you -his cock was pressing against your lower stomach. “Would the Prince like me to ride him,” you whispered against his lips as you gently pushed Daemon towards his bed, making him sit. “As I rode his dragon?”
As a response, Daemon pulled you onto his lap.
Riding two dragons a day, you thought to yourself as you slowly slid onto his cock, causing both of you to inhale deeply. I deserve a fucking medal.
Daemon’s hold was firm on your ass as he made you move faster against his hips. “You are only mine, Y/N,” he hissed against your neck before biting, which would surely leave a mark. “Only I can touch you.”
“Yes,” you moaned, fastening the movement of your hips. “I am yours.”
You let out a soft cry when Daemon hit that spot in you, causing your sight to slightly blur.
“Be louder,” he told you, making you hold your body at that particular angle so that every time you let yourself down onto his hips, he would reach that spot. “I want everyone to know that I’m the one fucking you, making you scream.”
Your hands were tangled in his long, silver hair.
Daemon moved one of his hands to your breast, taking your nipple between his fingers. Soon, his mouth replaced his hand as his warm tongue flicked over your hardened nipple. You were pretty sure that everyone in the perimeter could easily hear your soft cries.
“Daemon,” you spoke his name, which came out more or less like a whine.
His lips left your nipple as he moved his hand to your neck. You could imagine that the firm way he held your ass was going to leave some marks. “Yes, Y/N,”
“I… I want you to,” you could barely form words, “fuck me harder.”
The moment those words left your lips, you felt the soft sheets of Daemon’s bed against your skin for he had put you onto your back at that instant. After sliding a little bit up on the bed, he put your legs on his shoulders and thrusted into you. Instinctually, you covered your mouth with your hand to silence your screams for he was continually hitting the sweet spot within you.
Daemon pinned your hands above your head with his left one, the other hand held you steady from your hips. “Don’t,” he spoke with a husky voice as he thrusted deeper, “I want you to scream my name.”
When Daemon’s hand pinning yours over your head moved between your bodies, you were already dangerously close to your orgasm but the aggressive movement of his fingers against your clit sent you over the edge in mere seconds.
You held onto his shoulders, your nails sinking into his skin. “Daemon,” you cried out, “I’m… fuck. Oh fuck!”
“Yes, Y/N,” he grunted as he looked down at you, his silver hair dangling, sweat building up on his forehead. “Come for me.”
Your sight went blurry as the huge wave of pleasure hit you, having you scream Daemon’s name as your legs began to shake. Daemon held your body steady as he continued to thrust deep into you while you rode your orgasm.
You weren’t really sure if it was the way you had been crying out his name or the way your walls had clenched around his cock that sent him over the edge but not long after you, Daemon came as well. Burying his head to the crook of your neck, he kept grunting your name against your skin as his warm seed filled you.
Slowly, Daemon pulled out and rolled onto his back, his chest was still rising up and falling down faster than usual. Turning left, you laid on your side to look at him as he steadied his breathing. Of course, it didn’t take him long to realise your questioning looks lingering on his pretty face. He raised an eyebrow at you.
“So,” you murmured as you began to draw circles on his bare chest with your right index finger. “What now?”
“Now,” Daemon spoke with a low voice, running his right hand along your thighs, “everybody knows that you belong to me. And I will keep reminding them that you are only mine to touch.” The edge of his lips curled upwards. “Every. Fucking. Night.”
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Some stoned live-blogging because it’s Saturday and this is trauma Only Friends Day
Yo telling Sand she’s used to people only wanting her body or money - SOUND LIKE ANYONE?
Okay, Mew I have been so understanding of all the shit you’ve pulled. I get it, you want revenge and I am all for that, but it’s went too long and too far now. Top doesn’t deserve this.
Nick deserves to be happy and do what he wants, but Dan deserves to know that there’s someone else in the picture.
Oh gosh I love Sand’s mum. The fact that she sees Ray and her first instinct is SING FOR ME - I mean, I’d be the same.
OMG YOU CANT JUST THROW WATERY EYED FIRST KANAPHAN ON THE SCREEN WITHOUT GIVING ME WARNING. I ALMOST SCREAMED.
IS HE GOING TO TELL HIS DAD WHO HE IS?!
OH RAY BABY I CANT HANDLE YOUR FUCKING FACE I JUST WANT TO SMOOSH IT SO BAD ITS SO SQUISHY
NO KHAO YOU CAN NOT QUIVER YOUR LIP LIKE THAT AND EXPECT ME TO JUST SURVIVE?!
OMG THATS A REAL BRUISE FROM THE LOCKERS ISNT IT?!
I kinda feel a little bad for Mew because he’s so easy to manipulate. He thinks he can control situations but he really can’t. He’s the kid that thinks he’s the leader and everyone just plays along because they don’t wanna hurt his feelings.
Ugh Boeing I hate you so much but I still want to sit on your face. At least it’ll shut you up.
Oh, okay, Mew might actually have had a handle on the situation with Boeing?
WAIT HOW AM I ONLY ON PART TWO?!
The way Nick speaks to Ton when they get to the bar, like he still doesn’t understand that Ton actually only wants him 😭
Now let’s go run Atom over with a truck!! No? Pfft. Fine.
Ooh Nicky Baby, are we hatching a plan? Are we getting revenge on Atom? FUCK HIM UP BABY BOY!
OMG WHY DID WE NOT GET A LIVE SOUG REACTION OF BOSTON WHEN NICK KISSED ATOM? (Also Nick is totally using this to get a little revenge on Boston and I am fucking LIVING FOR IT)
Atom better tell everyone the truth now and Cheum better apologise to Boston.
OH GOSH SOMEONE GIVE ME A FIRSTKHAOTUNG SERIES WITH A KID. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS SACRED GIVE THEM A CHILD
Gosh I love Top. Get some digs in before you reconcile.
SAND IS WEARING A NO DOUBT SHIRT
THIS IS POETIC
If Mew’s moms know what Top did they are super chill about it. My parents would be trying to kill my exes for raising their voice to me never mind cheating XD
Listen Force is another one that destroys me when he cries. There’s something about it.
Gosh is it really that fast getting a passport in Thailand?! It took me months in the U.K.!!
RAY JUST CALLED SAND HIS BOYFRIEND FOR THE FIRST TIME AND I AM SOBBING WITH EMOTION
OMG SO RAY SINGING IN THE STORE JUST KILLED ME
REMINDED ME OF THE TIME MY WEE BROTHER COULD STILL HIT HIGH NOTES AND WALKED THOUGH A STORE SINGING THE SNOWMAN
Fucking hell Ray is the cutest wee bean
But did he have to word it like “oh the ex that dumped you for Top” so casually XD Sand’s face XD
OKAY ATOM OWN UP TO CHEUM THAT YOU LIED YOU LITTLE PRICK
good boy
I still don’t like Cheum.
Nicky, if I knew you I’d wanna take pictures of your beautiful face every day too
Oh gosh I know it’s because I’m invested but I want Boston and Nick to be official boyfriends. I’m sorry Dan I bet you’re a great guy but you were just a side quest
UHM CAN SOMEONE FIND ME A BOYFRIEND TO BUY ME GUITARS? LIKE, IS THAT A STRAT? Even if it’s a strat copy, that’s still an expensive gift.
I wonder if behind the scenes Khaotung was like THAT IS NOT HOW YOU TUNE A GUITAR
Listen, I know people are gonna be mad that Sand looked a bit :/ when Ray said to Boeing about them being boyfriends, but I know how awkward that situation is when an ex shows up and you kinda don’t wanna say you’re with someone else but not because of any reason other than you’re uncomfortable. That make sense? Regardless, FUCK YOU BOEING.
oh Ray, that face. He wants to fuck up Boeing and I support it.
Boeing isn’t happy if he isn’t fucking up someone’s relationship, is he?
Sand is wearing a Pink Floyd shirt and all I can think of is The Wall and now I’m like SYMBOLISM.
Sand, baby. I know it’s hard to say no and set boundaries in this situation, I have been there, I have made the mistakes and I understand but it is making me so uncomfortable to watch. Everywhere I feel like this show is calling me out on my youth and this week is no different. I keep cringing because Sand won’t just SAY IT STRAIGHT but I know what that’s like when you don’t want to say yes or no.
Okay like he tried to set a boundary, he said they could be friends and nothing else but he isn’t exactly pushing Boe away and *screams into the void*
FOR FUCK SAKE RAY ARE YOU REALLY DETERMINED TO HAVE THIS THREESOME?
I know it’s a way to try and force Sand to pick him but Boeing is gonna be trying to fuck all of you. And hide any plants because he’ll be after them too.
OH NO BOE IN THE WATER LOOKS TOO GOOD
WAIT IS THIS GOING TO BE A THREESOME?! THEYRE ALL GONNA GET NEKKID?!
aw they aren’t getting nekkid
Where is this pool thing going
THEY DID NOT JUST END THERE
okay I know there won’t be a threesome, but Ooft.
Next week looks like it might kill me
OH AYE NEXT WEEK IS THE FINAL EPISODE AND ITS ALSO MY BIRTHDAY SO IF I DONT GET A HAPPY ENDING THEN IM GONNA HAVE TO YELL AT P’JOJO
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