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vaspider · 1 month
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Look. A little advice.
Once you get to a certain amount of Known on the internet or a subsection of it, or even in a subsection of a RL group of people, there are going to be people who will make up a version of you which exists only in their heads and which has absolutely nothing to do with who you are. It might better resemble who you were twenty years ago or it might never have had anything to do at all with who you were then or are now.
You cannot stop this. You cannot prevent this. Once you get a certain number of followers or a certain amount of attention, that's going to happen: people will make up stories about you which either look through a fun-house mirror at some small aspect of who you are and twist it and blow it up until it doesn't resemble you at all, or which just have absolutely no basis in fact whatsoever.
This is just another kind of parasocial relationship; it's the kind which really sucks to deal with, because it's so negative and so pervasive. It's very real, and the frustration you feel about it is very real. Nobody wants to be known incorrectly.
But. You can't control this. It's gonna happen. No matter what you say, no matter how precisely you say it, the people who want to misinterpret you will find a way to do so. This doesn't mean 'don't pay attention to what you say,' or 'don't be purposeful and precise with your language,' but it does mean 'don't obsess over the people who are determined to get you wrong.'
You can be the most anodyne, run-of-the-mill, unremarkable human being, and the people who are determined to hate you will find something that they can point to and say 'ha ha! I told you that Spider danced with the devil at midnight! I witnessed it myself!' (It will not help the situation if you are, say, self-admittedly stubborn as fuck, long-winded, and sometimes kinda fucking obnoxious, but please realize that in the end, it doesn't really matter. This is gonna happen no matter what.)
The people who matter will look at what's being said, wrinkle up their foreheads, and say, 'uh, man, it looks like Spider was actually playing with his dog at 9 am?'
That said, if you don't have elephant-thick skin from being a marginalized-gender human being who's been on the internet since before the web had pictures, there are some things you can do to make it easier when people making things up about you starts to get on your nerves:
Establish protocols for when it becomes too much: have someone read your messages, turn off your notifications, have time where you purposefully disengage.
Establish protocols for how you interact, period: "I will block people without guilt if they engage positively with the people who spread untruths about me." "I will answer everything in public so people can't lie about what I said, because it's right there in public." "I will not answer work-related stuff in DMs, that has to go to the work email." Whatever it is, create some boundaries for yourself. Stick to them. The people who push you to bend them aren't doing that for your benefit but theirs.
If you get someone who really hits your Weirdo Alarm, trust it. Yeah, block and report, but also, take screenshots and store them somewhere that isn't easily erased. I have an 'Internet Weirdos' folder, which makes it a little easier to deal with when people start doing things like 'making threats of physical harm to me and my family.' Don't fuss, just take a screenshot and chuck it in the folder. Having that record makes it easier to just forget that it ever happened, because you have a paper trail if anybody starts doing something Real Weird.
Spend time offline, with people who do actually know you.
Don't get lost in the version of you that someone else makes up in order to make up for the shit that's missing in their own life. You aren't required to play the part that someone else is trying to script for you. It is never to your benefit, only to theirs; you gain nothing by standing in that role for them, and you lose precious seconds of your one irreplaceable life.
You could be using those seconds to look at this video of how to pick up a duck, which I think we can all agree is a better investment of your time.
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zhongrin · 1 year
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— a short and casual genshin impact otome game.
⟣ 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 ⟢
┊ (Windows 🪟, Linux 🐧, or Mac 🍎 only!)
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◇ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬? ◇
Just a simple something I had in mind for a Genshin otome game... I have 0 attention span, 0 time, and 0 knowledge to write and build a full-fledged 3D game with intricate stories, plot, and mechanics. This is just a simple visual novel with a streamlined plot and partial voices. You should be able to complete everything in like... 30 minutes long in total. Might be less, even.
◇ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ◇
The game will contain the following: established relationship, FLUFF, comfort, lots of pet names, suggestive themes, lots of kissy sounds on some routes, implications of violence (not towards player), a sprinkle of protective behavior
◇ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ◇
Zhongli, Xiao, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Itto, Kazuha (Zhongli is selected by default because who doesn’t love geo daddy???)
◇ 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫? ◇
This is a very self-indulgent project, hence the dialogues were written with fem!player in mind. It will contain suggestive themes, so please be aware of that before downloading / playing!
◇ 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲? ◇
Yes, it's totally free - in fact, I do not accept payment.
◇ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲? ◇
Click the link to download the appropriate file based on your OS. Only Windows, Linux, and Mac are supported. No, I won't release it on other platforms.
Open the game, and you’ll find that it’s pretty straightforward. Customize your profile, select your love interest, then start the game.
There are no wrong answers and the love interest can be changed anytime (just go back to main menu and select the character’s picture on the right side).
◇ 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬? ◇
You can personally send links to this post / the game’s itch.io page to your friends via DMs, but outside of that (reposting), NO. For example, posting about this on Reddit is prohibited.
◇ 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞? ◇
This is a super casual project.
Scripts are not proofread. Probably lots of grammar mistakes.
Novel format without narration (full dialogs).
There are no actual sprites, just official art and something akin to a speech bubble to cater to the characters’ changes in ‘expression’.
There are voices, but only partial - mostly just grunts, chuckles, kisses, and stuff. I’m using JP voices EXCEPT for Itto because Max Mittelman is a gem. No, I will not add other languages' voice versions.
Sound cues and voices are quite important for this game so I recommend using headphones.
Depending on when you open the game (morning, afternoon, nighttime, midnight), your currently selected love interest might greet you differently.
To reiterate, there are no wrong answers.
Selecting all talk/act options for a character will unlock a small event where they'll give you unique gifts.
I lowkey have so many ideas on how to expand on this in terms of gameplay and options but let’s be real here it probably won’t happen lol why can’t my brain be this creative when it comes to work
◇ 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬??? ◇
No... That said, anyone can literally say that. Please be responsible for your own actions.
I have also released other games on the same itch.io profile, so this isn't my first rodeo. Feel free to check the reviews on those before making your decision if you're wary about downloading!
◇ 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ◇
hyv please don't sue me i gain 0 dollars for this and i just wanna simp in peace
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⟐ 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜 🄸 𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑.𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 🄸 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 ⟐
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ivesambrose · 5 months
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ℜ𝔞𝔥𝔲 𝔦𝔫 𝔓𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔰 & 𝔎𝔢𝔱𝔲 𝔦𝔫 𝔳𝔦𝔯𝔤𝔬 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔱 𝔪𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔰
October 30, 2023 — May 18, 2025
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Pick the image you can submerge yourself into or can see yourself getting lost in or being a part of, that has your message.
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You'll look back at your childhood, early teen years or even the eras before you that you haven't lived and take inspiration from there when it comes to your creative expressions. Might revisit old films, old forms of media, music etc too.
You'll feel detached to modern life quite a bit. I believe for a long time you've been quite cynical since even the field of creativity moves too fast being heavily reliant on content generation so you had kept your hobbies aside till now or were worried about learning anything new and allowing yourself to develop in your craft.
However, you'll have this unabashed sense of confidence which comes from simply catering to that version of you that wants to find joy and awe in the arts and whatever makes you feel less doom and gloom.
You might adopt a pet or find yourself feeling closer to animals. Also, do not worry too much about your finances. They will pick up.
Some of you might rent out a place or move into a new house.
Some of you will have prospective romantic suitors or an existing relationship will bloom slowly but with assurance.
A word of advice is to invest your money properly and not mindlessly spend it at the same time the harder you hold onto it the quicker you'll find your funds decreasing. Find a middle ground.
Detachment from what you have pushed yourself to hustle for tirelessly for so long and allowing yourself to dream, explore, rest and take it slow is going to eventually bring you what you truly want without you having to lose your sanity in the process.
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Life seemed to have been filled with toil and labour that may have been showing it's adverse effects on your health. That and the need to achieve perfectionism has been constant but the results have been futile.
Either you have been working towards something you're passionate about and will see the results finally come through or you'll finally find a reason to be passionate about or something that is worth the dedication and labour you put for the long haul and you'll appraise it's results by the middle or towards the end of this transit.
You may be realizing certain connections (likely romantic) however established will not be making it. But that's okay, you'll be eager to take steps towards a new direction even if the past seems to come snapping at your feet. (Literally, take care of your legs and feet.)
You'll also eventually be pushed to become your own boss and validation. Learn and break the cycles of your own deliberate ways of self sabotage. What does that bring? That success you have previously slaved away for.
When illusions and distractions fall away, true transformation occurs. A clear mind is a gift of it's own, a power you can confidently weild. You can finally move forward without the constant anxiety of looking back.
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You've been impatient for your own metamorphosis, your rewards, your blessings as well as your rebirth. The previous month's felt like someone grabbed you by the head and pushed you down in an effort to make you sink at some point, you prayed that it's done with, just so the suffocation would end. That's exactly what has happened but you don't realize it yet, but will in the coming months, the old you is gone.
Some of you may be feeling drawn to dark Goddesses (learning about them or working with them however this applies to you)
You'll be pushed in the spotlight now, unknowingly, suddenly and inevitability. The metamorphosis is complete see? You haven't noticed but the people will. And although there are so many fulfilling offers both in career and love, why must you run from it? Maybe cuz you've chased all of this or wanted all of this for so long, now that it's here, you feel a sense of detachment. And although aloofness is soothing and maybe even attractive, live a little. In fact, you should unapologetically live out loud.
You have this pent up energy of wanting to beautify, nurture and bewitch everything and everyone around you and that you will, it will start with yourself first. A lot of you will venture into an artistic field that will require travel, travel in turn will also help you in connecting with your soul tribe. Listen to your heart a little more because you certainly love being in your head.
You've also been worried about your family, you'll see them happy and fulfilled.
There's so much to create, to achieve, to learn, to teach, to explore to give and to receive. So don't hold back.
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Sometimes realizing that what you thought brought you joy because it looked exciting and good in the pictures was sucking you dry after all, can also feel like a heartbreak or an afternoon cry under the shower. You've been sick likely and devoid of true merriment. Perhaps some of you aren't as happy with the company you keep. Good thing is, that's about to change, even though at first it may not feel like it.
There's conflict internally and externally, it might bleed into your proffesional/academic life. Is everything really supposed to be competition? How much of your authenticity have you compromised so far?
I do see you managing your finances/material life/academics/work/business etc efficiently. Finally resting, recharging and looking after your well being too.
At some point you'll encounter someone unlikely who will feel like a guiding star to you and might end up being a friend, a muse, a mentor or lover and if you're lucky, all of them in one person.
You have courage but you also have Intuition and foresight, trust it, use it. So that the joy you feel and what you celebrate next, fills your soul not just your glass.
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claypigeonpottery · 9 months
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all of these magnets and little dudes are available for sale!
I’ll edit the pictures as needed so click through to the original post to see what’s sold. and please reblog it from the original to share the most recent version
I don’t want to list so many fiddly things on etsy so just dm me. the prices are in CAD and don’t include shipping (so far, shipping to the US is typically $17-20)
last updated: 26/02/24
let me know if you want a close up of any particular magnet
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bottle magnets $20/each
beetle magnets $20/each
bunnies, pigeons, kitties, foxes $15/each
watercolour diaphonized specimen magnets (8B for example) $25/each
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beetles $20
All following little dudes are $25
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ashs-pastas · 10 months
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Hello! I didn't see any posts of hc on ur page so I suppose I'm the first request! It'll probs be a long one bc, Yandere AU and they're NSFW and SFW. So just... don't yell at me.
These are all Yandere AU versions so... they're all Yanderes.
- Jeff, Candypop, Masky and Hoodie NSFW alphabet and maybe 1 or 2 SFW hc?
- Jason the Toymaker | Random NSFW and SFW headcanons!!!1!!1!
Take your time of course, darling! And if you ever want more requests, just DM me if you'd like!
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Yandere Jeff the Killer, Candy Pop, Hoodie & Masky nsfw alphabet [A-E] With some sfw headcannons
[someone laugh at the first pic with me pls]
I would never yell at you :’-) I have always wanted to try writing these!! I did a few because when I make a post too long my tumblr glitches grrr. Also I don’t know much about Jason the Toy maker so I will read up on him tonigjt and do those tomorrow :-) also please feel free to send more!!! also does Candy Pop have a canon name?? I’ve tried to find it but i might be dumb
Jeff the Killer nsfw alphabet
A is for Aftercare -
Jeff is not the best with aftercare… his first response isn’t to get up and clean up or anything but he loves to hold you tight afterwards. He will absolutely not let you get up for whatever reason. He likes pillow talk in a way. He doesn’t really talk much but he likes to hear you talk about whatever comes to mind. You could be talking about anything and he will just nod along and listen attentively
B is for Body part
His favorite body part on himself would be his smile of course. He also loves his arms. He’s pretty proud of the muscle that he has and loves to flex for you. He thinks he’s an absolute beauty and loves everything about himself though.
His favorite body part on his s/o is most likely their hair. It doesn’t matter whether it’s short or long, curly or straight, dyed or natural. He loves all the ways you style it and loves to play with it. It’s also something that he loves to grab on and pull on during sex. He has a thing for pulling on your hair and forcing you to look him in the eyes.
B is for Bondage
I actually don’t think Jeff is a big fan of tying you down because I think he would rather pin you down himself. He likes to show you how much stronger he is then you. He likes the fear in your eyes when you realize you can’t fight him off. The only bondage I can see him being into is gagging you if you are whining too much. He also ties you down when he leaves because he wouldn’t want his darling escaping
C is for Cum
Jeff is a nasty nasty man and he loves to cum pretty much all over you. He especially loves to cum on your face or chest. Seeing you covered in his seed makes his possessive side so happy.
D is for Dick size
Jeff is probably a good 5 and a half inches but THICK. He absolutely knows how to use it too.
D is for Dom
This may be controversial but I have seen a lot of sub Jeff headcannons and I can not picture that. Jeff is a mean dom 24/7. He is very selfish with his pleasure and he loves to be in control of your pain and pleasure. He is very demanding and expects you to submit to him at all times.
E is for Experience
I can see Jeff having had a few flings but they meant nothing to him and it was just when he was very horny and looking to get his dick sucked. With how selfish he has been with his own pleasure I think you would have to gently teach him how to please you. He would be very cocky and pretend he is a sex god though but he would actually take your advice. ( he would never say that aloud but he wants to be able to make your legs shake and have you screaming his name)
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- Jeff is the type of guy to talk to you after you fall asleep. Usually quietly muttering about how he “fucking loves you” and he would “kill anyone for you”
- Jeff is not the sweetest guy but if he ever see’s that you haven’t ate much then he will get you your favorite foods and snacks even if he doesn’t like them
- He loves when you brush his hair. It’s often tangled and messy and he loves when you do it for him
Candy Pop nsfw alphabet
A is for Aftercare
Candy Pop is actually decent at aftercare. He would clean you up afterwards, often lingering on spots you are especially sore and cuddle up to you. Sex with Candy Pop is often tiring with how many rounds he likes to go so you would usually drift off to sleep in his arms.
B is for Body part
Candy Pop has a hard time picking a favorite body part on himself because he loves himself but he would say his hair. He loves how long and soft it is and he would encourage you to pull on it during sex or if he was going down on you.
Candy Pop’s favorite body part on you would be your chest. It doesn’t matter what gender you are or the size but he will constantly be groping and leaving marks all over your chest. He likes to gift you outfits that show off your chest so he has more reason to stare and touch you.
B is for Bondage
Candy Pop’s is into everything and bondage is one of his favorites. He loves tying down his sweet darling so they are unable to move and touching them all over and overstimulating them as much as possible. He would also love to be on the receiving end and be tied down by his darling as long as he could trust them not to pull any tricks on him.
C is for Cum
Candy Pop loves to cum everywhere he can. His favorite places to cum would be deep inside of you or in your mouth, and he expects you to swallow all of it because, “Good babies are grateful for treats.” Make sure you don’t waste a drop. He also loves when you cum inside of his mouth and on his face. He will happily lick up all of your sweet juices. He is addicted to your taste and will want to make you cum again so he can taste more of you.
D is for Dick size
Candy Pop is very long at 7 inches. He’s not the thickest but so long that he hits all of your sweet spots that have you seeing stars easily.
D is for Dom
Candy Pop is a major switch. He can easily go from being a bratty sub and mouthing off to a pleasure dom wanting to do their best to have you cumming over and over. Either way they will always be focused on pleasing you first.
E is for Experience
Candy Pop is very experienced and loves to show it off. He knows all the tricks and will abuse it to the max. He is very observant and will know exactly what you like and don’t like. He is also very good at guessing what kinks people have so don’t expect to be able to hide anything from him. Nothing is too wild for him, he just wants to try your favorite things out with you!
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- Candypop loves to have spa nights with you. He is always willing to do all the work for you. He’ll put products in your hair and do face masks with you. ( kind of weird but if you like to shave, he will always offer to do it for you. and he will be very gentle )
- He loves to give you massages!! Very good at them too he might be a secret masseuse because he always finds where you’re sore and rubs the knots out
- If you like to do makeup he will BEG you to do his. It doesn’t matter if you are a pro or not very skilled, he will love the look no matter what
- He also strikes me as the type to really like wearing matching outfits (not completely but color coordinated and such)
Hoodie nsfw alphabet
A is for Aftercare
Brian is a great guy when it comes to aftercare. He will get you whatever you ask for. If you don’t want to move he will gently clean you up with a towel. If you want a bath he will run you one with lots of bubbles. He will inspect your body and apologize and kiss any marks he left behind.
B is for Body part
Brian isn’t the most confident but he likes his hands. He thinks they are very strong and he knows he can use them in multiple ways ;)
Brian’s favorite body part on you would be your lips. He’s always starring at them and thinking about how soft and plump they are. He absolutely loves kissing you and he likes when they are red and swollen after a makeout sesh.
B is for Bondage
I can see Brian being averagely interested in bondage but he likes to tie you down with softer materials like silk. But if you’ve been bad then he can always handcuff you. He does sometimes like to use your belt around your neck as a makeshift leash/collar, He loves tugging on it while he’s fucking you from behind.
C is for Cum
He can be a bit more shy and likes to pull out and cum on your stomach or back. He will not vocalize it but he would lose his mind if when he cums in your mouth you would swallow and open your mouth and stick your tongue out to show him that you swallowed all of his seed. He would instantly be hard again.
D is for Dick size
I think Brian is just short of 6 inches and pretty insecure about it. He’s very girthy though and fills you up perfectly.
D is for Dom
I can see Brian being a switch but like 90% dom and 10% sub. But I think if he was subbing and you teased him too much or were going too slow for his liking he would take back control by flipping you over and reminding you why he’s in charge.
E is for Experience
This is a hard one tbh. He’s probably had a few sexual encounters but nothing that went past second base. He would be very nervous your first few times but would quickly learn what you like.
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- From the moment you started dating he will secretly be planning your wedding
- Also keeps notes of random things you like and don’t like
- The type to kiss any “ouchies” you might have got (i’m cringing at my own word choice but for some reason I can see him using it)
- He brings you flowers at LEAST once a week and they are always your favorite
Masky nsfw alphabet
A is for Aftercare
Also decent at aftercare. Will help clean you up and make you drink water. Also feels bad if he sees how rough he was and you are walking funny. He will carry you around.
B is for Body part
He loves his hair and is pretty happy with soft and fluffy it can get. He takes good care of it and can get annoyed if he’s having a bad hair day. If you compliment it or play with his hair, his ego will grow.
He loves your neck/throat. He just loves how soft and sensitive you can be when he kisses it or leaves marks. Your neck is always covered in love bites and he knows exactly where your sweet spot is.
B is for Bondage
Tim is a very big bondage fan. He likes a lot of the complex knots and such. As punishment he likes to tie you up in strange way that often leave you sore and bruised. I don’t know if this counts as bondage but he would love to get a sex swing, he thinks both you and him would enjoy it very much ;) He is not ALWAYS intentionally rough but he does feel a bit smug when he sees the rope burn marks the night after.
C is for Cum
Another nasty man. Will cum wherever he pleases. He likes to cum on your chest and face a lot. He likes the look of surprise when he pulls out of mouth and shoots his load all over your face. He likes to cum inside of you, only to make you walk around without panties so he can see his cum dripping down your legs.
D is for Dick size
A little under 6 inches but will brag about his massive cock constantly. Unfortunately you can not deny it because he is pretty big. Not the thickest but also not thin either.
D is for Dom
Tim is 100% a dom. You could not make this man sub if you tried. He would laugh in your face and edge you. I can see him having a lot of control issues and having an obedient little darling would make him very happy. Although if you were to ever act out… he would make sure there would not be a second time.
E is for Experience
Averagely experienced but never really played around kinks and fetishes until he met you. Unlike Jeff I think he would be very cocky but has the qualifications to back it up.
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- He likes to participate in your favorite hobbies/activities with you. He might complain a little but he can’t hide his smile at seeing you happy and in your element
- Tim cannot cook but he will “help” when you are cooking. By doing the easy things such as chopping and preheating the oven lol
- The type to bring you stuffed animals. He will leave them in your room for you to find and deny it was him but you obviously know it was him
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thesensteawitch · 3 months
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What Blessing Is Coming In Your Life?🕊️🌻
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(Left to Right- Pile 1, Pile 2, Pile 3)
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Hello, Senstea Souls!
Welcome back to another collective reading. Take what resonates and leave what doesn't.
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Pile 1
Tarot Cards- 3 of Wands, Eight of Cups, The Hermit, Ace of Cups, King of Cups, Knight of Wands
Hello, my dear pile 1. I see that this blessing seems to be a blessing in disguise. You currently may be or will go through some difficult emotions that will make you feel trapped. To be sensitive to pleasure you'll need to be sensitive to pain too. You may want to isolate yourself from the world for some time to see the clear picture. The sun will shine again and a rainbow will be formed. This blessing in disguise will push you towards faith. I see that some of you have never truly experienced faith. You will experience it now. Because that faith will take you to the end of the road, to your home. This journey may seem never-ending but that's not true. Your one action will bring a ripple effect. It will change everything for you. You are just one decision away from vanishing these dark clouds above your head. Soon some divine intervention will happen which will free you from the long ongoing anxiety or emotional turmoil. For some of you, I see that someone will be coming to save you and get you out of your misery. This person will be an action-taker and may inspire you to finally make a move. This blessing will come once you consciously withdraw yourself from the world and listen to the voice that comes from within you. Interestingly even when alone on this journey there's somebody who will always be there for you. They may stay quiet but will stay near.
In case of personal readings feel free to DM me.
Pile 2
Tarot Cards- 10 of Swords, Three of Swords, The Fool, The Emperor, The Chariot, Nine of Swords
Oh my god pile 2. A tough cycle is ending in your life. You have endured the amount of pain you were supposed to. I sense a rigid energy around you that was just not letting things go your way. Some of you might have stayed at home for longer than you should have. The tough cycle has almost ended. Now a new chapter is beginning. All the pain you went through to follow this new path with a new perspective and courage was worth it. You cleared a karmic debt. Congratulations! Don't keep hurting your heart with your thoughts. A huge personality shift was needed and that's why the divine made sure you go through this tough phase. A lot has changed within you. Deep down you know that you are not the same person anymore and that my friend is your blessing. You may not see it but you're blessed with renewal and new energy. With God's grace, you've transformed. You need to let go of the old version of you completely. You've already shed a lot of your old skin. Shed the last bit of it too. Some of you are even in a shock state. You may feel numb to your surroundings or what happened to you. Or some days you may just burst out with tears all over your pillow cover. It's been difficult and my heart is with you but now the universe says, “They have learned. It's time for new beginnings.” Move forward with faith don't doubt your intuition. It took you so much pain to truly listen to your intuition. Now is not the time to ignore it. Say what is there in your heart. Be honest about your desires and what you want out of your life. Either say it to someone or directly to the god. But be clear. You went through all this only to refine your true expression. You are being blessed with new opportunities and transformation. The universe is showing you, the new you.
In case of personal readings feel free to DM me.
Pile 3
Tarot Cards- The Lovers, Three of Wands, Three of Pentacles, The High Priestess, Two of Cups, Knight of Cups
You know what pile 3? Love stands against all odds. Despite all your doubts and speculations what's coming in your life is true love. You won't need to do anything. It will happen in the divine timing. Some of you have already come across this person in your life. I see a soulmate connection. You don't need to be so afraid your bond is divinely protected. You may be completely opposite of each other but perfect for each other. 333 may be significant for you. No matter what goes wrong in your life this person will stay with you through thick and thin. They'll love you dearly. They may take things slow but they'll make a move. It's beautiful to see how you two are going to be a support system for each other. I sense that deep down some of you may not be ready for this connection as you will be challenged to trust them. But if you stand firm and trust your intuition you'll see all the green flags. The whole universe conspired for you two to come together. It's happening! Wow! I am so happy for you guys! Just spend some time alone to understand this person better. Give yourself space. Don't discuss this connection too much with others. Because ultimately you know better.
In case of personal readings feel free to DM me.
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lelelego · 6 months
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⭐I'M OPEN FOR COMMISSIONS!⭐
hi y'all!! after a very long time i'm easing back into the commissions scene for a bit :^D
✅ will draw: fanart, ocs (love d&d comms!!), nudity, light gore, suggestive/light n-s-f-w
⛔ will not draw: heavy gore and n-s-f-w, mecha, boone/oc content (sorry!!)
note: detailed backgrounds and/or designs may cost extra.
check out my commission request checklist below the cut 👇
CHECKLIST
email me at lego.cheong (at) gmail.com. say hi, say hey, and include "commission" in your subject line, please! OR dm me if you need to ask something real quick - but full requests with references, descriptions etc. should be exchanged via email. c:
include:
what type of commission you'd like - b&w/colour, waist up/full body, how many characters
references of the character(s) - if you don't have an image of them drawn out in their entirety, please provide picture references of all their parts (hair, face, clothes, etc.). if you also have a pose reference, i'd love to see it!
what you want to see - what pose do you want your character(s) to be in? what expressions? what is the vibe you want conveyed? is there something you want to focus on in particular (e.g. a character's ring, a scar, a limb, etc.)
are you okay with your commission being public? - you will get a higher-res, un-watermarked version of your commission. i do sometimes put lower-res, watermarked versions of my commissions up in my art tag / portfolio, so please let me know if you would like it to be a private commission.
you'll receive a reply within 2-3 days, at which point we can talk a little bit more about your commission if needed!
full payment will be required upfront through a Paypal invoice only. the invoice will be sent to the email you used unless specified otherwise.
thank you so much for reading, and hope to see you in my emails soon! <3
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mmd-riko · 6 months
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Yes, in the PC version, after a tremendous amount of leveling, I also got Sub-Zero's maskless, so I was able to take a picture of it.
If you use it, please reblog to show your intent. If you want it without the watermark, please DM me. I will attack you if you don't use it correctly.
When unauthorized reposts are combined, more than 400 reactions are reasonable! Help us with that!
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vantaesfairie · 6 months
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𝔭𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔞 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔟 : 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔣𝔲𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔭𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢
atlty’s tarot readings - dm for paid readings and prices!
this is my second tumblr tarot collab ateez version with the wonderful @hongjoongsmuse !!! go check out their blog and reblog too!
choose a picture below:
dear god this tumblr formatting has me going nuts it took me so long to piece these photos together on the web :( before anybody accuses us of not being ot8 there's mingi and jongho at the end :)
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pile 1, yunho @vantaesfairie
your fs will like the fact that you always fight for what you think is right (if you're in the right ofc) and your perseverance. if you face your challenges head on and be more endurable to difficulties, it will bring your fs along as your own inner strength is developing. similarly to the seonghwa pile, being on 'higher ground' will help a lot. your fs will also be attracted to your queen energy. if you are a feminine, this is what you want to nurture and work on. they will love the way you are abundant in yourself and the way you connect with nature. they may also be an animal lover / like hiking or camping. the more 'mother' you are the better in this case. they also appreciate the way you think quickly and cleverly. other than being beautiful you need brains. they may be attracted to your hair / hair accessories / dress (or some clothes like a dress). they are attracted to your independent thinking and the way you communicate with others in a group setting. you may want to work on your knowledge and be more direct and candid about your opinions when others need your leadership. if you work on your inner strength, tap into your feminine energy and work on being more perceptive towards others, your fs will be attracted to you.
pile 2, seonghwa @vantaesfairie
your fs may be attracted to your status. you can attract your fs by being more financially independent as well as professional career wise. the more you rise up in your career hierarchy the more likely it is. if you want a provider person, you need to be a provider to yourself first in order to let go of that energy of loss. your youthful spirit and lightheartedness will help a lot a lot. if you have an rbf, try to surround yourself with people or things you like and relax with strangers. tapping into your 'cute', or 'childish' side will help a lot. if you are creative, start making art as you can manifest through art. they may love watching your art. when you have gone through such spiritual changes you will realize intuitive signs about your fs in your daily life more and more. you also have to be prepared for change as your fs may be coming in hot when they are attracted to said playful new infatuation energy. your passion for life and fire-sign like attitude to working and growing may attract them to you faster. overall, your material success, zest for life, artistic side, and perhaps travelling will help you attract your fs.
pile 3, san @vantaesfairie
i think your fs likes gold and wealth lol they might like bling luxury brands too just from the card imagery. your fs may like the way you talk, your voice is alluring. they like your leadership. you may want to work on your group communication or public speaking skills as they will be listening to you intently. you also have to give an aura of 'i am the best option out of all options you have but i don't really need you, you need me'. you have to shine amongst your peers. your fs may like the way you daydream or have goals that you are working towards. they like how realistic you are even towards 'unrealistic / dreamy' goals. they may like it more if you wear gold / yellow. they like the way you are charismatic and have a strong friendly energy like sagittarius. they like how enthusiastic you are. you should work towards trying to inspire others with your work and fashion, as well as being more independent and extroverted. in general, your fs will be attracted to your voice and assurance in speaking, your leadership, goal setting, strong social butterfly (but not too much) vibe.
pile 4, yeosang @hongjoongsmuse
yeosang's pile suggests that despite your many trials and tribulations, your future spouse will admire your determination and optimism for a better future. instead of letting things get you down, your ability to get back up and take another step forward is seriously impressive. they could also respect that in times of uncertainty, you can take accountability and work towards finding a solution. you have come a long way, and it looks like they'll be well aware of that. they could be very proud of your achievements and could continue to support you through anything. this may be someone you already know, or someone you will be friends with first. to get there, please be more forgiving of yourself, and hang in there, my love! things will get better.
the fool, the sun, 2 of swords, 8 of swords, 6 of wands, 8 of pentacles. rider-waite.
pile 5, hongjoong @hongjoongsmuse
hongjoong's pile suggests your fs might like be attracted to your warm, empathetic and friendly nature. they could find you enchanting, carefree and charming, yet a little whimsical and mysterious. they could admire you for your stability and for being "well put together", perhaps due to being very well dressed and financially stable. they could admire your poise and how you plan your sentences. to them, you could feel like a soulmate, and could have this sense of familiarity. they may see you as someone they would like to work together with to build a connection (instead of having to "win your heart") - a connection filled with love and cherish. to get to this point, consider continuing your studies, as your job seems quite influential and intellectual. the tarot also suggests keeping an open mind, and to be mindful of your words and those around you. try not to worry too much about what other people might think, as being who you are is the best self you could ever be.
queen of cups, 2 of cups, 3 of pentacles, 9 of pentacles, 4 of wands. rider-waite.
pile 6, wooyoung @hongjoongsmuse
our lovely wooyo suggests that your future spouse could admire you for your maturity and care for other people - falling for the heart, the soul - and especially the mind. you could end up being an inspiration to them, and they could often turn to your for support because they trust you more than anything. you could end up being their safe place. as mentioned, your mind could be something they love in particular. your open mindedness, your great advice and your ability to remain unbiased and rational, and perhaps a sense of authority and leadership? as a result of these traits, they could respect your stability, especially with finances and relationships. a good support system and nice flow of income could be very appealing, but of course - they wouldn't use you for it. more so, they could find it admirable, and could even aspire to be like you. if you haven't already, consider furthering your studies, and approach topics with a more objective view.
the empress, justice, king of swords, king of pentacles. rider-waite.
i hope you enjoyed this pac! please consider purchasing a paid reading by sliding into my dms. reblog and share if possible! i’d love to know if this resonates to you. thank you so much! 
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halfusek · 8 months
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Something inky this way comes! The Ink Demonth emerges once again!
The Ink Demonth is a 31-day event dedicated to the game Bendy and the Ink Machine (and other games associated with the Bendy universe). It’s based on daily themes. As long as your creation involves elements from the game along with any interpretation of the respective day’s theme – it counts!
You don’t have to create something for each day, make as many creations as you’d like. However, if you manage to do all 31 of them, you can submit a form to receive a little gift (drawing request)! In the form, you will have to provide a link to each of your posted event submissions (it doesn’t have to be Tumblr, just a site that’s publically accessible!).
Here is the link to the form (it will be opened from September 1st to September 30th):
Tag your creations with #The Ink Demonth and #Bendy and the Ink Machine. It’s important if you want to have your entry reblogged by me, which I’m going to do to everything I’ll see in this tag. (So don’t @ me, just tag it with the event’s tag and the game’s name. It’s possible that your post may not show up in the tags, if you notice that I’m not reblogging your entries for a longer while, feel free to DM them directly to me on Tumblr. My focus will be mainly on Tumblr, I may interact with posts on other sites but it is going to be with whatever I run into, as this event is Tumblr-focused. Feel free to post on other sites too, though!)
(Due to special circumstances in my life I might be especially slow this August with reblogging stuff, so if you notice that I'm not reblogging anything at all, I might just be having a busy day and will get on it when I'm free! <3)
(And, though I think it goes without saying, if I notice a post containing something I consider harmful content, I will not reblog it and will warn the creator of such content that, depending on the case, they cannot continue to take part in the event with content like this or perhaps even not at all.)
Remember to tag only the finished entries, so the tag isn’t clogged with WIPs!
You can create whatever you’d like! Draw a picture! Write a fic! Do a video edit! Take a cosplay photo! Anything you can come up with that is a creative interpretation of that day’s theme!
(Don’t try to „cheat the system”, though – don’t submit a, let’s say, straight line for each day, I will notice this kind of spam and remember: spamming is a terrible sin. You can make an entry that covers a few themes but as long as you don’t create 31 things, the gift will not be granted to you.)
The event starts on the 1st of August and ends on the 31st. Although, don’t worry if you’re too busy in August, late entries are always welcome! (…for reblogging, as for drawing gifts I’m going to give all of you an extra month, so if you’re aiming for that, the end of September is your deadline.) (I usually also give an extra month before for preparing during July but this year I’ve been too busy to make it for July so apologies!)
Why in August? I figured that since August is the month on Joey’s calendar in his apartment and August is the month during which BatIM takes place, it should be the one! 
Please, make sure to tag appropriate trigger/content warnings!
Thank you for taking your time to read this. Reblogs are appreciated in order to get the word out.
Have fun everyone! 💛🖤
You can view the text version of the full month under the cut~
1. Pencil
2. Friendship
3. Creator
4. Choice
5. Benevolent
6. Machine
7. Flow
8. Pen
9. Failure
10. Creation
11. Reason
12. Angel
13. Children
14. Puddles
15. Color
16. Legacy
17. Eye
18. Purpose
19. Ghost
20. Factory
21. City
22. Radio
23. Contraband
24. Keep
25. Cycle
26. Demon
27. Pit
28. Devour
29. Meat
30. Duck
31. Revival
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omaano · 6 months
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⭐COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN⭐
Reblogs are deeply appreciated even if you cannot afford to ask for a commission <3 However, if you'd prefer to leave just a small tip to support me and my art I have a ko-fi too :)
I’d be happy to draw your OC, favourite character or ship for you; you may check out my art tag for other examples of my work on top of what is in this post, as well as previous commissions I had drawn. If you have further questions don’t hesitate to DM me, or send me an email at [email protected] - detailed descriptions, and reference pictures are greatly appreciated! I truy love learning more about your characters and their backstories through the art process :)
Text transcript of prices, DOs and DON'Ts and additional information under the cut, I encourage you to check that out as well ->
Prices, payment and refund options
All prices are in USD and to be paid through PayPal invoices upfront. Cancellation of the commission is only possible before work on the piece is started. Once the sketch is finalized no refund is possible.
Prices for STYLE 1:
Headshot/bust: sketch $25, lines+flats $35, full render $45
Half-body/waist-up: sketch $35, lines+flats $50, full render $60
Full body: sketch $40, lines+flats $60, full render $80
Prices for STYLE 2 (my painterly style):
Headshot/bust: $60
Half-body/waist-up: $80
Full body: $110
Extra characters are +75%
Simple background is included in the price, anything more complicated (background, very detailed clothing/armour/jewelry/tattoo etc.) can be negotiated for extra ($15+).
DOs and DON'Ts
I WILL draw: fanart, OCs, ships, mild nsfw (e.g. blood, scars, suggestive themes, if unsure pleases ask)
I will NOT draw: mecha, anthro or anything I deem to be harmful content
How it works
Commissioner will receive digital goods - I'll send the high-res version of the commissioned art piece via email. Check-ins can be done via DM or email.
3 minor changes are allowed (e.g. hand placement, flat colours etc) at check-ins with the sketch and colour concepts. Other major changes (like changing the pose after the idea of the sketch is finalized) will cost extra $10.
I have the right to refuse to accept a commission. The work is for personal use only and cannot be used for commercial purposes. I retain rights to the artwork. The commissioned drawing is not to be used in any AI training program or any NFT-related project.
You may post the finished piece to your social media accounts with credits to me as the artist. I might want to post the piece to my own socials as well but I will ask for your permission for that first.
For detailed Terms of Service and further information please check out the following link.
I’m looking forward to working with you :)
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gentlebeardsbarngrill · 2 months
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02/09/2024 Daily OFMD Recap
TLDR; Day 30 in the Gravy Basket; Cast & Crew Lovely Letters; Resources; Starfury Convention; Astrodglide Fic/Pic Week 18+; New Watchparties; People of Earth; Wrecked; SchadenFreude; Coyote Vs Acme; Articles; Morale; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika
Day 30 in the Gravy Basket. (FYI Long Post is LOOONG today was a very busy and long day) Well we made it folks, we made it to one month since Max cancelled OFMD and we're still going strong. Some CRAZY stuff has happened since then and some of our crew put together some fun lists of what's happened.
Thank you to @gheyandwoke on twitter for these memes:
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And that's not even everything that happened! So just remember, when it feels like it's been way too damn long, A LOT has happened
== Cast & Crew Lovely Letters ==
For Valentine's Day we've set up a Kudos board for our cast & crew of OFMD! (it's on an unlimited version so make as many posts as you'd like!) You can send pictures, gifs, videos, or just text, and we'll be sharing it to them on valentine's day across as many platforms as we can.
== Resources ==
One of our crew members, Lady Penni, aka @Pellington21 on twitter was kind enough to send in a HUGE list of Positive Critic Quotes to the Repo today and they got added in. Speaking of Resources, do you have images/gifs/infographics/text you want to share with the crew? Please feel free to send them to our contact form over at the repo. @quirkysubject as well as some other crew members are being kind enough to help me get it filled in and up to date (as well as updating the accessibility) and we want to make sure if you want to share your resources you can! Let us know what name you'd like to be credited by and we'll get things uploaded! Repo Contact Form
= Starfury OFMD Fandom Convention =
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So as a heads up, the first Our Flag Means Death specific event has been anounced by Starfury for Heathrow, UK 8 Nov - 10 Nov 2024. Details at www.starfury.co.uk I would like to point out as it's been brought up QUITE A BIT that it would be good to hold off buying tickets for now. Apparently Starfury is NOTORIOUS for saying certain guests will be there, when they haven't been confirmed yet (and they did that today with Rhys Darby) so it may be good to wait a bit before purchasing. This did cause some "Come to my convention" clowning for various people on twitter, which produced some fun stuff.
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= Watch Parties/Events! =
= Astroglide Fic/Art Week 18+ =
You heard that right. 02/09/2024 - 02/25/2024 is Fic/Art Week
Please feel free to @Astroglide on twitter, or even here on tumblr @astroglideofficial and use the tags: #LubeAsACrew #SaveOFMD
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= New Watch Parties! =
Thank you @iamadequate1 for getting these all in one place! Twitter Thread
Feb 12 - Feb 16: People of Earth S1
People of Earth is no longer on any streaming platform, but it is available for digital purchase (ex, on Amazon). If access is an issue, DM @gentlebeardsbarngrill
Season 1 watch next week from February 12th to February 16th.
Skipping the week after in case people want to participate in the n next Palestine strike.
Season 2 watch from February 26th to March 1st
Times will be 10pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST.
Watch two episodes per day. Episodes are 21-22 minutes each.
Use the following Saturday for the tags/watch if interested but not able to make this time.
Hashtags:
#PiratesOfEarth
#SaveOFMD
#AdoptOurCrew
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Mar 4 - Mar 8: Wrecked Season 1
Wrecked is no longer on any streaming platform, and it is not available digitally on US sites. (Apparently, it is available on German Amazon?) There are sources being passed around. If access is an issue, DM @gentlebeardsbarngrill
Season 1 watch from March 4th to March 8th.
Season 2 watch from March 11th to March 15th.
Season 3 watch from March 18th to March 22nd.
Times will be 10pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST.
Watch two episodes per day. Episodes are 21-22 minutes each.
Use the following Saturday for the tags/watch if interested but not able to make this time.
Hashtags:
#WreckedPirates
#SaveOFMD
#ForOurCaptain
== SchadenFreude / Coyote Vs. Acme ==
So some crazy stuff happened today. Apparently Zaslav made a decision to not only remove Coyote Vs. Acme from Max but to shelve it so no one else could purchase it.
Wanna learn more? The Final Days of ‘Coyote vs. Acme’: Offers, Rejections and a Roadrunner Race Against Time | Exclusive
Coyote vs. Acme's Fate Might Have Been Sealed by Real Judge Doom David Zaslav
Now what does that have to do with Our Flag Means Death? Well, just like we've been seeing for weeks now the WBD stock has PLUMMETED like crazy since The Wrap article came out this morning.
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It sent the following trends all over twitter: (Thank you Mich for capturing these!)
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Wanna help out Coyote Vs. Acme? Please sign their petition to get it saved: Petition
Seeing this much negative press for WBD is great and shows it's not just OFMD they're cancelling, they're making crappy decisions left and right. The term "Zaslovian Blunder" was also coined today on the @saveofmdcrewmates tumblr:
*Zaslovian (adjective): to make a decision that is unanimously deemed absurd, that almost seems to purposefully damage one's reputation, company, self, and others.
== Articles ==
5 TV weddings to celebrate the 20th anniversary of same-sex marriage in San Francisco
Peak TV Is Officially Over: FX Tallies 14 Percent Drop in Scripted Series for 2023
== Morale ==
In honor of 85k signatures, our friend @lucyrosebutler on twitter shared the rest of her Cameo with Rhys. (We'll see if it explodes this post, please don't I will cry)
Full video clips on twitter.
== Morale Cont'd ==
Hey Lovelies. 30 days is a LONG time. I get that. I'm feeling it in my bones too. I want you to know it's totally normal if you are feeling frustrated, and exhausted, and just over all of this effort to get our show back.
It's okay to feel that way.
You don't need to be positive all the time, you're allowed to feel grief. I know we've grieved several times since the original announcement, but just like progress, grief isn't linear either.
It's going to come up again in waves, and hopefully those waves get smaller each time, but they will keep coming until we get our show back.
I say UNTIL WE GET OUR SHOW BACK, because despite my own frustrations, I don't really have any doubt that it will happen at this point, it's just a matter of when.
What makes me feel that way?
Chaos Dad's silence
The fact he hasn't told us to just stop cause there's no way it's gonna happen
The whole "everybody is ready to go" in Aotearoa we heard from Wee John Wondays
Rhys' continuous pile of support
The Cast and Crew being more active on social media again
The continuous positive press
and so many other little things that continue to happen that keep making it feel like we're inching forward.
I'm not an expert, I just have a feeling, based on staring at every happening that's happened over the past 30 days.
So if you need to, go grieve lovelies! Get mad, get frustrated, scream, cry, it's normal and it's healthy. You deserve to let feelings those out.
You are human, and you are wonderful, and you can't be a ray of sunshine all the time (nor should you have to be).
And for those of you who aren't grieving, and instead feeling renewed excitement, that's absolutely wonderful too. Don't feel like you have to grieve if that's not where you're at! Every one of us has a personal journey through all of this, and not one of us will share the exact same experience, so remember not to judge your progress based on everyone else.
Anyway, I'm rambling now, so on to the love notes:
== Love Notes ==
YOU are beautiful.
YOU are doing so damn well.
You are trying your best at whatever you're dealing with in your life, and you're kicking ass, no matter how much it doesn't feel like it some of the days.
You are a glorious piece of stardust, and whether you're shining bright or dim today, you are radiant.
Remember to breathe, and drink some water, and get some rest so you can keep shining.
Love you crew, hope wherever/whenever you are on this big blue marble you're doing well.
=Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika =
In honor of the Love Birds Watch Party I'm including it in tonight's theme. Idk about the Taika one, they seemed to match, or I'm just tired.
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juletheghoul · 8 months
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A/N; I’ve decided to try and post a bit more consistently. The plan, for now, is to post twice a week—a series chapter update, as well as one of the standalone pieces I have in the works. My confidence lately has been the pits, but I’m not going to let it ruin my life, or my desire to write. This is fun, and I still want to share the things that I create. If you’re still here and reading, thank you, hope you enjoy 💜 (p.s., I know the picture I used isn't Max, but that's how I see this version of him. A little younger, a little leaner-hungrier) (p.p.s, right now there is no plan for a sequel, but I never say never. Asks are always open, and so are the dms)
Pairing: Max Phillips x F!Reader
Word Count: 8.2K
Warnings: (18+ NO MINORS) mentions of loneliness, and alcoholism, language, He's a vampire (went with classic vampire lore for this one, needs a coffin, no sunlight), piv sex (wrap it up!), vaginal fingering, violence, talk of death, blood and some non-graphic gore, period piece
Let me know if I missed anything!
reblogs are appreciated
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It starts with a prickle to the back of your neck, the hairs there standing on end, a shiver running along your spine. 
The main thoroughfare is busy as you make your way home, the lamplights illuminating the steps of your usual path. It's different tonight though, despite knowing the area like the back of your hand and recognizing more than a few faces as they pass, there is a tinge of something threaded through it all. 
You find yourself scanning every shadowy corner, peering through the windows on the businesses you pass, hoping to spot whatever it is that has your blood pounding loudly in your ears. 
Do I want to know? 
You catch yourself from stumbling at the thought, your imagination conjuring images of a dark, evil figure lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. You shake it off, scolding yourself for letting the fear get the better of you. 
Your home is visible now, just at the top of the hill and the relief is mounting, counting down the steps until you can tuck yourself safely inside, and lock the world out. 
“Excuse me, Miss.” His voice is low and pleasant, but it sends you a good few inches into the air from the fright. “My deepest apologies, I did not mean to scare you.” Your heart is pounding, your hand pressed up against your chest in some unconscious attempt to steady it. You let out a slow breath before answering, laughing shakily as you gather your thoughts. 
“Oh my, forgive me-” You let out another loud sigh, “You gave me such a fright.” You smile up at him out of habit, taking in his handsome face and worried expression. 
“No no, please–accept my sincerest apology.” He bows slightly, his head low in deference and you wave it away. “I saw you from across the street, and I thought, I simply must introduce myself.” He smiles now, and it’s a little jarring, his teeth are perfectly straight and bright white. “I’m Max.” He holds his hand out and you take it without thought, watch him almost in a trance as he brings it up to press it to his lips. The kiss is cool, and it brings curiously vulgar thoughts to the forefront of your mind. He tilts his head, expectant. 
“Oh! Sorry yes, It’s nice to meet you Max-” You cannot help but watch his mouth as you introduce yourself. “I’ve not seen you in town before.” You leave it there and his smile widens, his eyes scanning all around taking in your surroundings. You don’t fail to notice the expensive cut of his suit, the fabric rich, decadent.
“I’m new in town you see, just arrived this morning.” He towers over you, broad of shoulder, slim through the hip. “I see you are unaccompanied, which shocks me.” He offers his arm and again, and you move to take it without much thought. “May I walk you home?” 
“Yes, of course.” You agree, and begin to lead the way, ignoring every warning young women seem to learn practically at the breast, calmly walking with him up the street towards your home. “Where did you come from?” Your attention turns to the feel of his arm in yours, solid and strong underneath his layers. 
“Oh, I come from all over, I'm somewhat of a roamer.” His smile is roguish and you get the impression he might be remembering another young lady on another street, in an altogether different part of the world. “How long has this been your home?” He guides you gently as you make your way up the hill. 
“I have lived here all my life.” 
“Do you like it here?” He doesn’t ask it unkindly, there’s a genuine curiosity there. 
“I like it fine enough, but I have always wanted to see other parts of the world. It's difficult though.” You sigh, he frowns in the corner of your eye. 
“How so?” 
“Well, it is difficult to travel unaccompanied–it also requires funds I currently do not possess.” You laugh a bit awkwardly, surprised with your own candor. 
“Oh-” He seemed taken aback for a moment and you had to fight the urge to roll your eyes, men usually don’t pay much attention to the struggles of women. “-yes of course. How ignorant of me.” He was frowning at his feet. 
“This is me.” You pulled him away from his thoughts, gesturing to your house. 
“This is lovely, you and your family must be very happy here.” He smiled warmly, guiding you up the steps to the large wrap around porch. 
“Yes well, we make do.” Your tight lipped smile wasn’t getting past him, his hand held yours for a moment, pulling your attention from your door to him.
“I don’t mean to overstep–are you well?” He held your hand in both of his now, a worried expression plastered on his handsome face. 
“Yes-I, I’m sorry, yes. I’m fine-” He watched you intently, studying and suddenly the words were spilling from your lips, unbidden. “-I’m just alone most of the time, my father works, or drinks, and my mother disappears to avoid the melancholy. My sister is wed and living her marital bliss across the city and I am sort of left to keep everything together.” The thoughts were always present, hiding in your throat, in the pit of your stomach, in the clenching of your jaw when the house was continuously empty. It was a welcome respite to be able to let go of them, for a moment at least. 
He hummed his acknowledgement, the worried frown in place. 
“That is unfortunate.” He was choosing his words carefully. “If you are partial, I would very much like to spend more time with you.” He kissed the back of your hand once more and a momentary madness took hold of you. 
“Would you like to come in?” His eyebrows raised and you hurried to clarify, “I could make you a cup of tea, maybe you could tell me about your travels?” He nodded graciously and a slow creeping smile overtook the frown as he walked up the stairs towards your now open door. His eyes flashed with something but it was gone just as quickly–no sign of danger as he crossed the threshold. 
“You’re too kind, I would love to.” You closed the door behind him. 
He seemed bigger once inside, somehow broader than before. His eyes were bright within the dim foyer, the honey brown of them alert and lively and lovely. You led him towards the sitting room with a shy smile, the thrill of having a gentleman caller in your home without a chaperone sending your heart a flutter. 
Maybe I’m too trusting.
The thought crossed your mind, taking up space until his smile shooed it away once more. 
“How do you take your tea? Or would you maybe prefer something stronger? I think there’s some brandy hidden away for visitors.” Your hands felt numb, the nerves of being alone with him catching up to you. 
“What would you prefer?” He made himself comfortable on the settee, and you noticed his choice with interest. 
“Well, the brandy is rather nice.”
“Brandy it is. Can I help with anything?” He made to get up and you hurriedly put your hands up to stall him. 
“Nonsense, one moment.” You walked away quickly, ignoring the pounding of your heart and soon you were standing in front of him once more, brandy glasses in hand. He took one from you graciously and once you were seated beside him, you took a generous gulp, wincing slightly at the burning in your throat. He swirled the drink in hand, bringing it to his nose, taking in the aroma and for a moment you felt like your father, just knocking it without savoring. 
“It smells wonderful-” He brought the glass to his lips and you did your best to pace yourself. 
“So, tell me about yourself.” You put the glass down and waited, enjoying the feeling of warmth spreading throughout your limbs already. 
“Oh no, I’d rather hear about you.” He placed his glass next to yours, leaning back with open arms facing you. “I’m very curious as to how no one has snatched you up just yet.” He said it with a friendly smile. “You must be of age to marry?” 
“Yes, I am no more wise than you are on the subject.” You reached for the glass once more, needing something in which to focus the nervous energy in your hands, which led you to take another obscene gulp. Half your glass already gone, what would he think of you?
“Have you had many would-be callers? I would have thought your father would be fighting them off with a bat.” He picked up his glass, swirling it as he spoke. 
“Not really, there was a young man who came calling, but he was indifferent as to which sister would take him, so he left empty-handed.” Your nerves calmed with the third gulp, so did the burning and now there was a pleasant, full body buzz flowing through your veins. 
“Well. The men here must be blind.” His eyes flashed again, something vulgar and exciting all at the same time. He put his glass back down, moving so he was sitting a little closer. “Your father would have trouble keeping me away.” He took the now empty glass from your hand and set it next to his rather full one. 
“Why’s that?” You watched him with baited breath. 
“Well, because I would be ruthless in my pursuit.” He moved closer still. “Would woo you tirelessly.” His hand came up, his thumb resting softly on the plush of your bottom lip. You sucked in a breath, acutely aware of the hot spike of arousal in your belly. 
“And–and if I were to deny you?” your voice was curiously breathless, such was the effect he had on you.
“Would you?” He moved closer, his eyes fixed on where his thumb rested on your lip, “Would you deny me?” He was so close, the tip of his aquiline nose nuzzling softly against your own. His lips so close it would only take a nudge to kiss him.
“No-” You knew you wouldn’t, this enigmatic man who’d appeared out of thin air, appeared out of some long forgotten dream, or perhaps a prayer. “I would not.” 
“May I kiss you?” He nudged your nose with his once more, the clean scent of him engulfing your senses. 
“Please-” You didn’t get the chance to finish the word before his lips pressed against yours with an ardor that burned through your whole body. His fingers curled around the nape of your neck, caressing the sensitive skin there while his tongue sought entrance to dance with yours. He pulled a whimper from somewhere in your throat before he pulled away, kissing your cheek, and then again, just below your ear.
You’d been kissed before, but never like this. 
He smiled, his gaze roving over your face greedily, no doubt taking in the lust blown expression shining back at him. 
You gulped. 
“I would decidedly not deny you Sir.” You let out a shaky laugh, feeling as the excitement and arousal flowed through you. Dampening your undergarments, hardening your nipples. 
“I thought not.” His thumb came up to brush against your lip once more, his eyes focused on your face so intently, it felt as though everything else had disappeared. 
“Take me to bed.” The words spilled out of your mouth unbidden, shocking even you and your stomach sank well into the floor when his eyebrows raised. “I-I’m sorry to be so vulgar-”
“Do not apologize to me, there is no sin in desire.” He stood, holding his hand out for you to stand before him. “There is no vulgarity in pleasure between two people, so long as both are willing.” He pressed a kiss to your knuckles, moving to your mouth once more to take the remaining coherent thoughts right out of your head. 
-
Up until today, your life had been, for the most part, predictable. There had been a basic formula to how your hours were spent, where you’d go, what you’d see, even who’d you speak to. You’d thought about it that very morning, the errands you’d have to run-what you’d wear. Whether you’d see your father intoxicated or not. 
Seeing a beautiful, naked man was not on the list of possibilities. For that gorgeous, naked man to have you practically mewling underneath him would never have crossed your mind, at least not that early in the day. 
The bed creaked with every thrust of his hips between your legs, his cock hard and heavy inside the wet clutch of your cunt. 
“Does that feel good?” He huffed out a laugh, his white teeth flashing as he moved a little harder. It was hard to articulate exactly how good it felt and he took your quiet moans as a challenge. “More? Is that what you want my darling?” his elbows came up to rest beside your ears, bracketing your head before he snapped his hips faster, smiling at the way your mouth opened in a silent scream. “There it is, that’s what you like huh?” His voice should have been breathless with the amount of exertion he was exhibiting–but every thrust knocked any coherent thought right out of your head. He shifted to one side, reaching down to slide his fingers around the pearl of your pleasure, thrusting you headlong into your climax. He slowed down, grinding slowly while you crested, no doubt making a mess of the sheets underneath you. 
“I could stay here for days.” He punctuated his words with a delicious swirl of his hips, burying his face into the crook of your neck while you caught your breath, your hands finding their way into his hair. 
“If it’s to be like this every single time–I’m inclined to let you.” You pulled his face up to kiss, needing to taste his mouth again. 
“Oh it definitely would.” He bit his lip, watching you as he spoke. 
“You’d ruin me for all others.” You ran your nails down the muscles of his back, feeling how they corded and bunched with each movement, the coolness of him perfectly complementing your almost feverish warmth. 
“I plan on it, plan on spoiling you rotten.” He kissed you quickly before pulling away and for a moment you thought he might spill his seed on your belly, but he made to move you.
“I would ask you–” Your tone made him pause, a frown on his face. “Beg of you, not to spill inside, I don’t wish to have any children.” It might have ruined the mood of the night, but a child would have ruined your entire life. His features relaxed, a soft smile blooming on his handsome face. 
“I cannot make children, I am sterile.” He pulled you up from your place, both of you kneeling on your bed, his tone sincere. “And even if I could, do you think I would just abandon you?” His hands caressed your back, moving down to hold onto your backside. It was so lovely to have intimacy like this, the loneliness of your days highlighted now in the comfort of his touch. 
“Well, to be quite honest I’m not sure what you’d do. I’ve only just met you–” You sighed, his mouth kissing a trail from your shoulder up to the sensitive skin of your neck, “-you should know, I don’t usually do this. I’m not in the habit of taking men into my bed so quickly.” Your fingers curled in the short locks of his hair. 
“You don’t need to explain yourself to me, pretty.” His lips were still pleasantly cool, all of him was. “I just want to make you feel good.” His hands came up to cradle your jaw before he licked into your mouth, giving you the kind of kiss you’ve only dreamt about in the dark quiet hours. “Now turn around, I want to take you from behind.” he bit your lip, a tiny little nip that had you dripping and you turned to obey. 
His big palm pressed against your spine, pushing your top half down into the mattress before he grabbed your hips, pulling you to him a little rougher than you expected. It made you gasp and within a moment he sheathed himself in your tight heat. A hard thrust that knocked the air out of your lungs. 
“Your wet little cunt is dripping around me-” He sounded as wrecked as you felt, his words fueling the fire of your arousal, “-come up here.” He pulled you up, his arm wrapped around your middle to press you up against the solid wall of his chest, his chin instantly settling on your shoulder, lips pressed against your ear as he set a brutal pace. He sang the song of his pleasure directly into your ear, it flowed all around you, combining with the wet obscene sounds of your joining to push you further and further into a bigger, more intense climax. 
One of his hands moved down, slipping between the lips of your sex to pull you apart, the other sliding up to palm your breast. With a few perfect circles you screamed, digging your fingers into his arm as you clenched around him.
There was a sting. 
A sudden sharp pain at your neck that pulled you out of the haze of pleasure for a moment before it was replaced with something otherworldly. A direct current flowing through your fingers and toes, through your nipples, through the gates of heaven between your legs. 
It was enough to make you lightheaded. 
You blinked, finding yourself laying back on your bed with Max standing near the door, fixing his overcoat. 
How did you get dressed so fast? Why am I so exhausted?
You tried to call out to him, surprised to find your limbs heavy, your eyes fluttering closed. 
“Sleep now, my love.” You heard him speak, his voice sounding so far away. “Sleep, I will see you soon.” A cool, feather light kiss was pressed to your brow before the world went dark. 
-
Whether it was the sunlight streaming in through the lace curtains, or the nightmare, or possibly a combination of both that pulled you out from the depths of sleep, you’d never truly know.  A vision of something hunting, something tearing at flesh, a bone crushing bite flitting through your mind in those first few seconds upon waking making you shudder and turn towards the darker side of the room, avoiding the glaring light in your eyes.
What a horrible dream—wait, what happened again?
It had just been there but now it felt like mist, dissipating far too quickly for you to grab a hold of. 
It was gone.
A knock at your door had any remaining musings about it evaporating into nothing. 
“Yes? Come in-“ You croaked out the words before clearing your throat. 
Your mother waltzed in, already dressed for the day making you frown. She was fussing at her skirts, unbothered—or uncaring that you were still in bed, instead she spoke about a trip she and your father were taking, how the house would be your responsibility for the next few days and that she would see you when she got back. She didn’t wait to hear your thoughts or concerns, or to even ask if you were feeling well, she was gone as quickly as she’d appeared. Leaving you still in bed, studying the time on your pocket watch with confusion. 
Something seemed off, a long stretch highlighted the pleasant soreness between your thighs and then his face popped into the forefront of your thoughts. How could you have forgotten? 
The events of the night before were crystal clear, to a point. You’d been walking home, he’d introduced himself and things had gone well. You’d invited him back to your home—to your bed. Everything was replaying as though you were reliving the night itself, up until he’d pulled that second climax out of you, after that, things were blurred. 
No.
Not just blurred, not just hazy. That would imply there were memories to fog up, this was something else, something aggravating. 
You let out a frustrated groan, tossing in your bed to bury your face into your pillows. 
I wonder where he is now, wonder if I’ll ever see him again.
The jaded, realistic part of your brain said don’t count on it, and after all, why would he care to come back? You’d opened up your doors and your legs, gave him everything you had to offer and he’d left without so much as a fare thee well. At least, not one that you could remember.
Face the facts, you gave it up, and now he’s gone.
-
You were out of breath and not for the first time since waking that morning. Your heart raced as you stopped just outside the general store, needing a moment before starting your usual trek up the hill. The night was blessedly cool, a gentle breeze ruffling the sleeves and collar of your dress and it was only while you were distracted that he found you once more.
“Hello my sweet, I hoped to find you out and about, and so I have.” He smiled his bright white smile, reaching out to bring your hand to his mouth. 
“Max-“ you frowned at him, unable to hide the shock of actually seeing him again. “I—hello, I’m sorry I-“ you floundered, unsure what to say. He seemed taken aback by your response.
“My apologies, did you not wish to see me again?”
“No! It’s not that, no I’m very glad I just—well to be perfectly blunt I didn’t actually think I would.” You blurted the words out, throwing caution to the wind. He brought that out in you it seemed.
“Oh-“ his eyebrows raised into his hairline. “I see. You thought I’d seduced you and then left you to pursue other conquests.” His tone was light, but there was a hurt in it and it made you feel guilty.
“Forgive me, I misjudged you. I am very happy to see you again.” You gave him your biggest smile and he returned it, forgiven.
“No need.” He kissed your hand once more, pulling you to hold onto his arm. “May I accompany you home?” He gestured towards the hill.
“Yes, that would be very helpful, I am feeling a bit lightheaded today I’m afraid.” You laughed, lighthearted but he didn’t join.
“Are you well?” He matched your pace, pulling you slowly towards the house.
“Oh yes, nothing to worry about. Must have been that brandy yesterday. Doesn’t tend to agree with me.” You patted his arm and he dropped the subject.
“Aside from the brandy, how has your day been?” He smiled warmly, his stride slowing down to match yours.
“Well enough.” You sighed, “My mother and father have gone away for a few days, so I have been alone.” You tried to keep your voice neutral but his expression told you he wasn’t buying it. “It is the way things are.”
“Do they not worry about you?” His eyebrows were drawn together in confusion. “Do they not care?”
“I’d rather not know the answer to those questions.” You left the rest unsaid, he didn’t press the issue. “Let’s speak of happier things. How have you been settling in? Are you close by?”
“Yes, just down the lane, a street over. My house is nicely settled but my days are too busy to go out and meet my neighbours. Thankfully I’ve met you though.”
“It isn’t a very big place, there are people no doubt dying to meet you.” You thought about the debutants, the rich single ones who would have taken one look at Max, and gobbled him up. 
“Anyone in particular I should avoid?” He said it conspiratorially, leaning into you and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“No one too villainous.” You patted his arm as you reached the little walkway outside your house. “Come in, sit with me a while.”
“Of course, I’d love to, I need to hear all the local gossip.” 
-
You’d really only meant to invite him in for conversation this time. To have him sit with you in the dim light of your sitting room, listening to him speak about any and everything but somehow- you’d found yourself underneath him once more. 
Your face was pressed against your pillows, your hands like talons, gripping onto your sheets while he straddled your thighs. His hands were holding the globes of your backside open while his cock speared into you again and again. 
He kept your legs closed making his sex feel so much bigger, made it feel like he was splitting you open in the best way. 
You panted into the fabric, dampening it with your breath as he fucked into you—moving your body a fraction with every thrust, the friction of it against your nipples made you ache with arousal. 
“You’re so wet for me my sweet, so tight around my cock.” He spread you open lewdly and you knew he was staring at the place you were joined, no doubt watching himself disappear into your body. “You’re going to milk me dry—reach down and touch yourself, I want you to come before I do.“ he sped up, groaning when you clenched around him. 
You swallowed thickly as you reached down to obey him, shocked at how much arousal he's pulled out of you, feeling the soaked-through patch of the sheet on the back of your hand. 
It only takes a moment, your fingers slipping through your folds with a well practiced swirl and your body tightens up, the coil winding tighter and tighter and you feel him press his chest to your back, his breath in your ear and when the pleasure finally bursts like a firework—a sting.
Euphoria—a wet gush somewhere below you and a pained moan from you, or him, maybe both of you, it’s hard to tell.
You blink.
Or, you try to blink. 
Your eyelids are so heavy, it’s hard to open them but you finally do. Light is streaming in through the window, that cannot be?
Your brain feels slow, like molasses on a cold day, your limbs are so heavy and it takes what feels like hours before you can lift your arm to check the time. 
It is well past noon, and it doesn’t make sense. 
There’s a note on the table where your watch is and you stare at it for a moment, trying with all your might to read the words;
It was lovely to see you again my darling, I had a wonderful time. If you’re partial I would love to call on you again. I hope you slept well, you looked so peaceful when I left. See you soon.  Max
You put the note down and focused on gathering your strength, ignoring the ache in your body, and the fear in your gut.
-
You moved at a glacial pace, both physically and mentally and you ignored the deep-rooted fear in your belly, that you’d caught the coughing sickness. 
Does it start like this? Will I feel weaker and weaker until I cannot move? When does the coughing start? 
You shuddered and shook your head, afraid of the loops your mind was jumping through, trying with all your might to focus on the tasks at hand. Your room needed to be tidied, the linens on your bed had to be cleaned and so you went about stripping the bed. A few drops of something dried a dark brown had stained part of the sheet, your stomach sank further still when you realized it might be blood. 
Okay, just calm down. Everything will be fine, you are not sick.
You gathered the sheets, and your strength, and went about doing what needed to be done.
It took a long time, too long and instead of heading out to run your errands you decided to stay in. Make yourself something warm and hearty for dinner, make yourself a tonic. That would have to work right? 
The sun set as you finally settled in to sit by the fire for the evening, falling into your fathers chair with a groan. The doorbell rang though and you seriously debated not answering, your eyes shut tight, the internal battle raging between your health, and your manners.
“My sweet? Are you well? It’s Max-“ he spoke loudly and your heart raced, making the decision for you. 
“Yes! One moment Max!” You rose unsteadily, inching your way towards the door as quickly as you could with how you were feeling. His face lit up when you opened the door, it fell soon after though, seeing the strain of it plain on your face. 
“Oh–” He made his way past you into the foyer. “-Are you quite well?” He moved to help you over to the chair, kneeling before you once you were seated.
“No Max, I’m afraid I’m a bit under the weather.” You tried to keep your voice light, tried to avoid his penetrating gaze. “You shouldn’t be here, I wouldn’t want you to catch whatever it is.” You pulled the light blanket higher up on your shoulders.
“Oh I very much doubt I could catch anything you might have.” He took hold of your hand, kissing the back of it quickly before moving to sit in the chair opposite. “What are you feeling?” His brow was furrowed, the gears in his mind turning smoothly.
“I feel tired.” The words were a sigh, compounding the sentiment. “Just bone tired, almost as though I cannot catch my breath.” Your hand came up to rest on your chest as you spoke. “My thoughts are slow, every part of me feels like it’s been slowed down—including my wits I think.” You took a deep breath and let out a deep sigh. “Worst is I cannot contact my mother and father, I fear something may happen to me while they are away.” 
“I can stay with you for a few hours, but something tells me you’re going to be just fine.” He winked and you couldn’t help but smile at his optimism. “Do you need anything? I can make myself useful.”
A thought popped into your head then, a fear—the fear.
“Would you mind laying with me for a time? In my bed? Just laying and talking?” It felt almost pathetic to ask him, this young, vibrant, healthy man—spending his night with a young, possibly very sick woman. 
“Of course my darling, I would be happy to. Come, I will help you.”
-
To your credit, you’d both laid there in the soft candlelight for a long time, talking about all of the different places he’d been and all of the different places you wanted to visit. He made you laugh, made you forget about how horrid you felt; made you feel special and wanted and so it inevitably led to you both being naked in your bed. 
Your feelings of weakness were now replaced with a mounting pleasure. His mouth was a steady suck at your nipple, his tongue circling the sensitive tip mercilessly while his hand worked away between your spread legs. Two thick fingers pumping, a thumb gliding, his tongue–a gorgeous dance being led to the tune of your pleasure. 
His cock was flushed with blood, hard and heavy against your thigh and leaking his pearly arousal onto your skin. You couldn’t help but reach down and wrap your hand around it, collecting everything that leaked from the tip to give him a stroke; try to make him feel at least half as good as he was making you feel. 
He moaned onto your skin, his hips chasing the friction of your slick fist, quicker and quicker until he groaned deeply, spilling his passion onto your thigh. And then his eyes found yours, the whites of them gone–the whole of them blacker than night and terrifying and then you felt it. 
A prick. 
Strangely familiar. 
There was no time to dwell on any of it though because his fingers were still pumping, his thumb still swirling and the force of your climax was enough to make you scream, then the darkness came. 
-
Glimpses of light plagued you, much like the dreams. One moment you were being chased by some huge, unseen monster, skirts whipping behind you through the night, a bloody grin never far behind. Then you’d open your eyes and be tossing and turning, sweat soaked and feverish in your own bed. 
It felt like hours. 
Hours of running, hours of tormented sleep, hours of confusion and god knows what else. 
I’m dying.
The thought came to you during a precious moment of clarity and all it did was scare you. 
Your eyes opened again, the light had faded, was it night? How many hours, days had gone by?
“Max?” It felt like another dream, this one cruel because he was there, healthy and glowing and sitting by your side. 
“I’m here, my darling.” His voice cut through the delirium, his hand a cool respite from fire burning just underneath your skin.
“Max-” Your voice was a hoarse croak, “I-I think I’m dying.” Tears streamed down your face, leaning into his hand with the little strength you had left.
“Yes, you are my love, but you don’t have to.” He stroked your face, leaning close to press his lips to your feverish brow. “You have a choice.”
“I don’t understand-” Was this another dream?
“If I leave you now, you will be dead by morning.” His voice was steady, “But there is another way. I could make you like me and then we can be together forever.” 
You couldn’t die now, there was so much to do, so much to see, and Max–he could have been the great love of your life and it wasn’t fair. 
“Like you? Max, I don’t want to die.” The tears flowed faster, fear and despair running rampant. 
Why couldn’t I have met you years ago?
“You don’t have to, I can make you like me.” He lifted your hand in his, placing a soft kiss at your wrist. “Would you like that? Do you want to be with me forever? I cannot help until you say yes.” He wiped away the tears and waited.
“Yes Max, I want to be with you forever.” He smiled a sharp smile, and in a flash he was at your throat, his kiss had teeth and it made you whimper, made you close your eyes and fall limp in his arms. There was a moment when you thought you’d lost consciousness but then there was something in your mouth, a thick liquid crawling down your throat and into your bloodstream. It was a balm, something to soothe the ache and the pain but it turned to acid in a flash. The web of hurt spreading like a lightning strike and burning twice as hot. 
It was agony. 
You’d been burned once as a child, your mother had been ironing one of your fathers suits. The red hot iron had merely grazed your arm, but the pain lingered for days, caused you sleepless nights and tears to spare. 
Compared to this, that burn was a kiss. That burn was the soft caress of a lover, a cool scrap of silk against your skin. 
“Max, what is happening to me?” Your voice is a strangled cry, the linens under you felt like steel wool. He answers and he's so much closer than you expected him to be while you thrash blindly. 
“It is almost over my love, soon the pain will pass.” His hand found yours through the chaos of the pain, a lifeline in the middle of a deep, dark, ocean. 
-
It could have been minutes, or hours that passed. It could have been years, but eventually the storm abated, and with it went the pain. 
“Max?” Your fingers flew up to your mouth, pressing against your lips, shocked at the way your voice sounded. Still your voice, but somehow more. 
“Yes my love, I am here.” His voice sounded different too, so much clearer—everything sounded clear. Too clear, the sound of the floorboards creaking under his steps so much louder than you’d ever heard it. “You will adjust.” He crouched beside your place in the bed and your eyes widened when you took him in. It was as though he’d been hiding behind a paper screen before, the shape of him clear enough to distinguish him from another, but somehow vague. 
He was devastatingly handsome, his skin smooth as polished marble, his eyes every shade of honey brown at once. 
“What did you do to me?” You reached out to touch him and you noted the perfect skin of your hands, almost doll-like.
“What you asked,” he grasped your hand in his, placing a kiss on your palm. “I have made you like me. Come—get dressed and we will eat.”
His words were like a punch to the stomach, hunger spreading like a bruise throughout your body, the pain of it almost debilitating.
“I might faint of hunger Max, where will we eat?” You dressed as quickly as you could, ignoring the slight tremble in your hands.
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll find something.” He helped you dress, pulling you from what you’d come to believe was your deathbed and out into the night but before you’d made it out the door, you caught your reflection and gasped.
It was you, that was to be sure but it wasn’t the You you’d come to expect to see. The woman in the mirror has your face, and your eyes, your hair—but she was different. Her skin was perfect. Her eyes sparkled, her teeth shone so white.
 It was mesmerizing.
“Is that me?” You watched the reflection, her beauty shifted, something predatory in the eyes.
“Yes my love, that is you.” He placed a kiss on your neck. “Come, before the sun rises.” He pulled you away from the mirror, and into hell.
-
“It’s overwhelming, I know, but you will adjust, as I did.” His voice is the anchor, a tether holding you from getting lost in the chaos. Has it always been this bad? This loud? Your feet carry you through the streets, with his hand guiding you along and the closer you get to the thick of it–to the crowd milling about the high street where the worst it is. 
“I know my love–” His arm slips around your waist, pressing you close. “-Just a little further, and I will find you what you need.” Your stomach roils, the hunger-the thirst rips a swathe through your being. 
“Why am I so hungry Max?” You stumble over a loose cobble but he steadies you, lifting you back onto your feet as though you were made of paper and it almost scares you how strong he is. 
“Because you have not eaten.” His words are casual, a seemingly simple answer for a seemingly simple question. It didn’t feel simple though, not with the way you could barely concentrate. Everything seemed to be amplified, the dial on the radio turned to an uncomfortable volume and there was no way to turn it down. Distorted voices, an incessant thumping so loud it made you blink to its beat. 
Worst of all, was the smell. 
The city smelled rotten. The cloyingly sweet smell of overly ripe fruit, the sour smell of unwashed bodies, the moldy smell of old bread, hard packed dirt filled with worms, but threaded through it was the rich smell of butter and fine wine–the green of summer grass. Underneath everything though was something else, something mouth-watering–something you couldn’t quite put your finger on. 
He led you towards the park, the vast, open, green space where you would have never gone unaccompanied, much less at night. It was hard to feel afraid with Max though, it was hard to feel anything but intense hunger. 
“That one there is a good candidate.” He gestures to a middle aged man. “He won’t be missed.” He watched you, an encouraging smile on his handsome face, you frowned in response. 
“I don’t understand–” You looked at the man again, he must have been in his late forties, maybe even early fifties. 
“You are hungry my love, eat.” He gestures again and your stomach sinks. “Oh come now, no need to be coy with me my darling, I can feel your hunger.” He smiles not unkindly at what must be a shocked expression. “If it makes you feel any better, he’s the worst sort of person. I can hear it in his mind, believe me, you will be doing this world a favour.” He kisses the back of your hand, soothing. 
“I don’t want to hurt anyone, Max.” Your hands tremble, “I cannot–” The man walks closer and the smell of him almost knocks you off your feet, the thumping is back and you’re horrified to realize it’s his blood. A thunderous sound pounding through his body and through your head, and before you realize what you’re doing, your feet are carrying you to him. 
It felt as though someone else was controlling you, something else entirely had taken over your senses, your limbs.
“Well aren’t you a pretty little thing.” The older man spots you then, his eyes light up with something altogether unwholesome, “What are you doing out this late, and all alone?” His eyes rake over your body in a way that would have scared you had you not been so focused on the sound his blood was making. 
“So… hungry…” You barely heard yourself over the sound of his heart, barely saw anything but the seemingly glowing network of veins in his skin, all of it a gorgeous lace pattern. 
“What’s that sugar-” He didn’t get to finish his question. Something in your body, something in your very being sprung out, a sudden, awful ache bloomed in your upper jaw before you bit into the salty flesh of his neck, piercing the brightest, thickest vein. 
Euphoria. 
Your body was curled around him, fingers digging into his arms, clutching him ever closer, your fingers so like the talons of some monstrous bird of prey.
He was silent as you took your fill, pull after pull of what tasted like the thickest, most delicious wine. 
“That’s enough my love, not too much.” Firm, strong hands managed to break your hold on the man much too soon. “You cannot drain him. I know, I know.” He soothed your pained expression, wiped at your mouth with his thumb, sticking it into his mouth with a sharp smile. “Believe me, it’s better to stay hungry than to kill outright. Could make you very sick. Come–let's go home.” He fussed at your clothes for a moment before dragging the man over to a bench. You glanced back at him as Max led you away, to anyone walking by, he was just some tired, old man—resting alone.
The walk back to his home was only slightly easier to handle, the sounds, the smells, the cloying press was almost tolerable now that your stomach was full. 
“Here we are, just here.” The house is much bigger than you’d anticipated, grand, but still tasteful. Years worth of ivy had already conquered most of the facade, giving it a cottage-like appeal and drawing your eye as he guided you inside. “The sun will be up soon, we must get into bed.” 
“Why?” Your eyes roamed throughout the space, noting the almost clinical cleanliness of the place. The rug under your feet, perfectly laid, cushions on the settee without a single sign of ever having been sat on. 
“Well, because the sun would kill us, my love.” He says it offhand, making your eyes widen at the back of his head. “We are impervious to almost everything, except that.” He opens a set of double doors at the top of the stairs and what greets you stops you in your tracks, eyes wide and full of terror. 
“Max, why is there a massive coffin in here?” You stand at the door, frozen in place. 
“Come now, there is nothing to be afraid of, it is where I sleep, where we will sleep–until I purchase you your own.” He smiles, his hands smoothing the worry on your face away with a welcome tenderness. “Believe me, once you get in, you will sleep just as soundly as you ever have in a regular bed, I promise you.” He pulls your gaze from the morbid thing to his own eyes, and in them you cannot help but find comfort, and honesty. 
“Promise?” You press yourself a little closer and he smiles, nodding before placing a cool kiss to your forehead.
“Of course, come–we haven't much time.” He places another quick kiss at your brow before starting to undress. You follow suit and once completely nude, he opens the box and lays in it, opening his arms to you. You hesitate for a second, but get in just the same, he closes the lid and plunges you both in complete, and utter darkness. 
 “That’s my good girl, are you comfortable?” There is just enough room to fit into one another's arms, even with your heightened senses–it is difficult to make out anything within the confined space. 
“Yes, there’s not much room, but I’m okay.” You scoot as close as you can, your face pressed into the crook of his neck. “Have you always slept here?” Your hand rests against his chest, just as his strokes at the skin of your back as best as he can. 
“Yes, since I was turned.” He moves his face, and finds your lips in the dark. “It’s nice to have you in here with me.” He kisses every inch of your face he can reach. Soft, chaste kisses that make you smile, until he deepens it. His tongue tastes sweet but you pull away before it can turn into anything more just yet. You smile when he chases your mouth. 
“Max-“ He finds your mouth again, cutting off your words and replacing them with a moan, “Max, tell me what you’ve done to me.” Your fingers thread through the short crop of his hair as he moves his kisses to your neck, to the base of your throat, and further still to the stiff peaks of your breasts. You bite your tongue as he takes on into his mouth, managing to distract you for a moment. 
He hums around a nipple, biting at it before soothing it with his tongue. You don’t know how, but you find your voice amid this assault.
“Max, tell me—oh-“ he manages to get you on your back within the small space, manages to squeeze himself between your legs and before he can distract you with his tongue again, you yank his hair back, silently relishing the deep groan he gifts you with. “Focus Max, I need you to answer my questions, I am at a loss and very confused.” You stroke the place where you yanked at his hair, “Please, Max, I need to know what you’ve done to me.” 
“I have made you into something else, something more. I have turned you into a vampire like me. Now we can be together forever.” He presses another kiss to your mouth, once again chaste. “You are neither dead, nor alive. You simply exist, as I do. You will need blood to sustain you, and a coffin at night to sleep in. You will never grow old, you will never get sick-“ he presses kisses to your neck between his words, “-you need never fear anything, and with me, you will never want for anything, ever again.”
“I am… not myself anymore?”
“You are more, you are better, you are at your full potential. You are mine, and I am yours. Neither of us ever need be alone again.” 
It was almost too much to bear, the change you now felt so keenly. His weight on top of you was nothing, the difference in your senses, the difference in your body, it was all almost too much and for a moment you thought you might drown in it.
“Peace, my love, be at peace.” He heard the sob crawl out of your throat, the emotion of it all getting the better of you. With an awkward shuffle you were in his arms again, weeping into the skin of his neck. “I know it is a big change, but I am here to guide you through it.” 
There were many and more questions you needed answered, but there would be more than enough time for that later. Eventually, the darkness of the space, the feel of him wrapped around you, the comfort in the steady sweep of his hands on your skin lulled you into just what he’d promised it would; warm, comfortable and dreamless sleep.
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Christmas in New York :: Cho Guesung
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Summary : With work stressing you out, your boyfriend comes to surprise you
Characters: reader x Cho Guesung (South Korea #9)
Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it up, especially in this economy), biting, preg kink, lots love L bombs, use of a mirror, use of the window, he'll call you a slut
A/N: So fun fact, I got my first hate anon after writing for him lol so I'm doing it again heh. There will be a version without smut for the people who may want this without the sexy time.
Christmas fics: 2/?
You laid back on your bed after a long day of work, closing your eyes as you relished the feeling of your cloud-like bed. You had been up since around 8 am running around New York like a madman getting things ready for an event you had to host and attend in a few days. You had to pick up your supervisor's dress, your dress, make sure the caterers had the order and that they now include vegetarian options, blah blah blah. The thing that bothered you so much was that there were people at your job whose job it was to do this, not you. Now you had an article to finish and it honestly tired you out.
While you tried to weigh the options of whether it was worth quitting your job and moving in with your boyfriend and living in his closet, your phone suddenly buzzed. You groaned, turning to grab your phone, your annoyance melting away when you noticed who it was.
Baby <3: I lowkey hate airports lol. It's so crowded and everyone is staring at us.
You couldn't help but smile like a schoolgirl when her crush texted her, moving to lay on your stomach as you texted your response.
Y/N: You're telling me that the international heartthrob Cho Guesung doesn't like everyone admiring your hotness?
Y/N: Who is this and what have you done with my boyfriend?
You had been dating Guesung for two years, meeting him while you had a brand party in Korea. You were there for him while he trained to be added to the world cup team, and had even been there for some of his games. Now with the world cup over, you hadn't seen him in person for a while as he was busy with his schedule as everyone wanted to get to know him.
Baby <3: lol, you know how I feel about all this attention.
Baby <3: Especially when I'm receiving thousands of marriage proposals while I have you, baby.
Ah, how could you forget?
When everyone got a glimpse of him, everyone rushed to his Instagram and followed him, then flooding his comments and DMs with marriage proposals. He of course immediately told you and after you both read through some and laughed, he then muted the app. You weren't jealous about how everyone reacted to your boyfriend because, well, he was attractive. You actually found it a bit funny how everyone saw a glimpse of him being pouty on a bench at a game and said "Ah yes, husband material."
Y/N: Why are you in the airport anyways? Do you have a game or something?
Baby <3: Nah, I have a schedule in the states.
You tried to think about where he could have a schedule since you hadn't seen it pop up on his schedule when he originally showed you. Before you could ask him where be sent you a text saying "Gotta get on the plane. Love you, I'll text you after the interview! <3"
You pouted as you realized you could no longer talk to your man, checking the time before you got a text from your coworker, asking if you could help her plan an interview they had tomorrow.
There goes relaxing.
~<3
New York snow was something else.
It may look gorgeous in pictures but in person, it was horrible, especially when the wind hit.
You mumbled curse words as you carried the heavy Starbucks bags filled with pastries and hot chocolate for the interview guests, stomping into your work build as you passed by the group of assistants all gossiping by the door. When they saw you, they broke out into a fit of laughter, making you want to do nothing more than throw the bag of scolding hot chocolate at them. How dare they laugh at you? Even worse when you're doing their job.
You rolled your eyes before hurrying to the collaboration floor, rushing into the room where the interview was being held. You placed the bags onto the table, turning to your coworker who was smiling like a fool at you. Before she could begin to speak about whatever made her so happy, you cut her off. "How the fuck do those assistants downstairs still have a job? I'm out here, running around to do their jobs while they're gossiping about some random shit." Your coworker's eyes widened as her smile widened a bit as you ranted, nodding as she tried to hold back her laugh.
"Now, what are you giggling about?" You dropped your hand to your side, showing your frustration before you removed your jacket, tossing it to a nearby chair. Before she could speak, someone tapped your shoulder.
"Pretty outfit, baby." You paused at the sound of his voice, turning around to see your boyfriend standing in front of you, a smug smile on his face. You couldn't figure out words as you stared at him before wrapping your arms around his neck, Guesung picking you up to spin with you. All of your annoyance left your body as he pressed kisses to your temple, mumbling about how much he missed you. You couldn't let go of him as he pulled back to lift your face so he could properly kiss you. His lips tasted of watermelon, the familiar taste reminding you of the gum he always chewed.
"Woah, let's not make out here!'' Your lips paused as you heard one of his teammate's voices, turning to see a group of them all smiling at you, making kissing noises while laughing. You've never felt such a vast change of emotions: annoyance to happiness to embracement. You hid your face in his chest, Guesung laughing softly before telling the group to quit it, which they did after a few moments. He looked down at you with a smile, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before going to sit with the group, asking what kind of interview they were doing, which made you pause. You had completely forgotten that they were here for an interview with you. You turned to your coworker, who handed you the clipboard as she kept her smile on her face, which made you gently hit her arm with it.
"You guys have a puppy interview." As the group of boys cheered, a puppy's bark could be heard, which made the boys sing in a chorus of "awws"
You set the up before bringing in the puppies, starting the interview as the boys played with them. You laughed as the smallest dog moved to sit in Guesung's lap, not leaving his lap the entire time. You found it adorable at how the two were interacting; you could see the love in his eyes for the dog. Once the interview was over, you helped take the dogs back to their crates and handlers, the boys asking to adopt all the ones that caught their eyes. You helped distribute the hot chocolate and pastries as the boys passed you to head back to their van, hugging you and asking you to make sure they got their puppies. "Make sure you filled out the adoption application before y'all leave and I'll see what magic I can work." The boys all thanked you, hugging you tightly in a group hug as they left, making you feel warm. As you looked through the applications, you felt some arms wrap around your waist, soft lips moving to press against your cheek. "What time do you get out of work, today?" You turned to face your boyfriend, kissing his cheek as you checked your schedule for the day. "I should be out by like 6, why?"
Guesung said nothing, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before leaving with his drink, leaving you and your coworker confused. You didn't have time to think about it as your manager came to you to help go over the event's details in a meeting with the party planning team. You sighed as your coworker patted your back, telling you to look forward to whatever your man has planned for later. You held onto that throughout your day, the day seemingly moving by faster than usual.
After clocking out you made your way outside where the rest of the assistants from earlier were talking. They of course noticed you and all began to make fun of you like a group of middle school kids, making you roll your eyes. You ignored them as you began your trek home, mumbling about how much they didn't do their job. What were they getting paid to do?
You found yourself annoyed as you punched in the code to your apartment, looking forward to having the wine you had just bought and some much-needed alone time with your cat. After walking in and kicking off your boots, you looked up to see your living room decorated with candles and flowers. There was also some romantic music playing in the background, making you smile. The place smelled amazing and you wanted to find the cause of this romantic setup.
"Oh, you're home."
You smiled as Guesung came into view, a kitchen towel on his shoulder, showing you that he had been cooking. You weren't even thinking about the alone time you once wanted, rushing into his arms as he caught you. He chuckled, pressing a kiss onto your temple, spinning around with you before placing you down in front of him. He kissed you softly before rubbing your back, smiling softly. "How...I thought you guys were busy?" He couldn't help but laugh softly at your words, squeezing your hips before he returned to the kitchen, focusing back on the food he had been cooking. You took a second to admire him in his sleeveless tight tank top and sweatpants; the way he seemed so focused on the steak he was cooking, occasionally smiling when he glanced up at you.
After placing the steaks onto a plate to rest, he turns off the stove before finally answering your question. "The snowstorm closed the airport so we're all stuck here. The boys are at the hotel while I decided to spend some time with my sweet girlfriend." He smiled as he rounded the kitchen counter, pulling you to his chest as you smiled. "After I noticed how annoyed you seemed at work earlier, I thought you would enjoy me coming home to surprise you with a date."
"Aren't you romantic?" You couldn't help but press a kiss to his lips, feeling your heart skip a beat at how sweet he was. Guesung had a way with you that made your heart race and do backflips; he would buy you flowers just cause so that when you got home from work, you'd see them. He'd buy clothes, snacks, and other things that made him think of you while he was away in Korea while traveling and put them into a box and ship them to you along with a heartfelt letter and some polaroid pictures of him and sometimes of his teammates. He wouldn't hesitate to send you some of his clothes among other things just because he loves you. He had sent you so many of his clothes that he now has a section of clothes in your closet and a drawer in your dresser. It made you want nothing more than to just kiss him to oblivion and it made you wanna sometimes cry.
Like now, cleaning up after you both finished the steak dinner he made while you laid full on the couch. You couldn't help but smile at him as he fully cleaned the kitchen and fed the cat, then made his way over to you with the wine you had mentioned that you wanted to try. He sat down in front of you as he poured the wine, handing you a glass before repeating it for himself. He clinked your glasses together, holding your hand as he drank the wine. "Y/N, you know I love you, right?" You paused at the sudden question, placing your glass down to softly cup his face. He said nothing as he pressed a kiss to your thumb, making your heart skip once more. "Yes, Guesung. I know."
"I just wanna make sure. I know sometimes I'm not the most...available, but, I want to make sure that you know that I do."
You scanned his face as he spoke, noting his beauty marks and how his eyes searched your face. It sometimes shocked you how much he wanted to prove that he loved you. You knew that he did and it sometimes worried you that he felt like you didn't appreciate everything he had done for you.
You took a second before pulling him into a loving kiss, your lips moving together as you pulled him onto the couch. He grunted softly as he picked you up, sitting down on the couch before placing you on his lap. He gripped your hips as you two kissed, your hands moving into his hair as you pulled away. He at first chased your lips before pulling back to meet your eyes, giving you his full attention. You let your hand move to once again cup his cheek, your thumb moving to rub his bottom lip. His eyes moved to stare at your lips, his hands gripping your hips tighter. You loved how attentive he was to you, watching your every move. You watched as his breath hitched when you licked your lips, his eyes moving to try and meet yours.
"Y/N... Don't tease." You then met his eyes, pulling him back in for another kiss, this one more passionate and messy. He grabbed at your clothes, removing each article of clothing before tossing them onto the floor. He licked your bottom lip as he stood up with you, removing his own clothes before pulling you back to be close to him.
"My god, Y/N, you don't know what you do to me." He whispered, his voice coming out desperate as he massaged your body. "I don't," you hissed as his lips pressed against the sweet spot on your collarbone. "Why don't you tell me?"
"You just wanna hear me talk about how much I always wanna fuck you," he moaned as your hand slid down to make contact with his hard dick, slowly pumping. "Maybe," you whispered, your boyfriend chuckling in response.
He removed your hand before pulling you to sit on his lap, helping you to grind on him. You moaned as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, his free hand massaging your ass as his dick and your wetness made contact, grinding against one another deliciously. "I wanna fuck you so bad. All those times you acted cute while we face time, all those times you sent me a photo of a new outfit you got that barely covered your ass or these goddam gorgeous thighs," he paused to slap your ass, making you moan loudly. "Makes me just wanna get on the first fucking flight to your place and fuck you like crazy."
"Then do it." You couldn't take it anymore as you felt the tip of his dick make contact with your clit, making you press your forehead against his shoulder. "Fuck me like crazy."
Guesung wasted no time moving himself so he could push into you, his hips pounding into you as he held you still. You gripped the back of the couch, moaning loudly as your boyfriend fucked up into you at a harsh pace. He couldn't help but suck and bite on your skin, his hands making contact with your ass a few times before he moaned loudly against your stomach.
"G-guesung, baby. Oh my fucking god." You whined as his thumb made contact with your clit, playing with it as he looked up at you. He could feel you clenching and it honestly drove him crazy. "That's it, baby. Cum for me, show me how much you missed my fucking cock." You closed your eyes as his pace became brutal, your orgasm ripping through you, making you moan his name loud enough that you were sure your neighbors heard.
He then jumped up from the couch as you tried to catch your breath, pinning your back against the window as he picked up the same pace he had. You dug your nails into his shoulders, tossing your head back against the window. "Such a good girl- so fucking loud while I press you up against the window. What would your neighbors think?"
You honestly didn't care about what the neighbors thought, only focused on the man in front of you who was pounding into you and kissing your neck. You scratched up his back, your boyfriend's moan being loud as he felt your nails. He loved the way it felt when you dug your nails into him and when you scratched him; let him know that he was fucking you right.
When you noticed his thighs begin to clench, you knew he was close. You leaned in to kiss him, silencing both of your moans as he moved one hand to press against the window to keep you both up. "Gonna fill you up," he growled against your lips, his hips studdering as you moaned his name. "Gonna fill up my baby and show her how much I love you. Gonna prove it to you."
He let out a few breaths as he pressed his forehead against yours, his hips stopping to press firmly against you as he came. He breathed heavily as you rubbed his back, kissing his cheeks as you waited for him to calm down. "Love you" he whispered, pecking your lips before he let his forehead rest against your shoulder, pressing short kisses there. You ran your hand through his hair, giving him a moment to calm down after fucking you so hard. After a bit, he had enough energy to move you both to the bathroom, where he carefully started the bath before helping you get in. He had you pressed against his chest, his heartbeat not pounding as hard as it was earlier. While you both bathed and relaxed in the tub, he kept you close and held you tight. You enjoyed laying in his embrace, kissing his bicep before rubbing his shoulder. You both did not speak any words, only resting and holding one another.
After you both were done, he led you to the bedroom, where he helped you get dressed before laying you down. When you asked where he was going he, chuckled. "I promise you, I'm not leaving. Just gotta clean up our mess so that the cats don't get any ideas. Then, I'll come right back and hold you close." You nodded as he left to attend to the living room and the curious cat, leaving you to slowly drift to sleep.
~ ♥ ~
Snowstorms would sometimes be worse than they seemed in New York.
You woke up around 4 to see your cat slipping through your bedroom door to leave, going to join the other cat in the cat bed. You sighed, turning to check the time before glancing at the window. Snow was hitting the window aggressively, almost sounding like rain. You turned to face a now slightly awake Guesung, who was sitting up now. You ran a hand through his hair, apologizing for waking him up. He mumbled out something about it being alright, kissing your palm before asking what time it was. "Around 4."
"Why did you cat follow me in here just to wake us both up to slip out?" You laughed as he groaned, falling back onto the bed. You gently kissed his temple, asking him if he wanted any water, to which he said no. You nodded before heading to the kitchen to get some, returning as he sat up. You leaned against the doorframe as you watched your now more awake boyfriend sit up, the comforter dropping to show his toned body and abs. You let your eyes move to his thighs that were peaking out from the opening in his tight boxer briefs. They were so toned and muscular and would occasionally tense when he laughed, which made you feel something. He soon caught your eyes, opening his arms for you to come to join him. You put your glass down before joining your boyfriend back in bed, moving to straddle him, which made him chuckle and let out a small "oh". He looked up at you, his thumbs moving to rub your hips as he leaned up to press a kiss to your cheek. "You know, for someone who was so tired a few moments ago, you seem now very awake."
Guesung smiled at your words, raising an eyebrow as he moved the both of you so your back was laid against the bed while he hovered over you. He rubbed your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist so you were pressed against him before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. The kiss was slow and sweet, your thighs occasionally squeezing around his waist, making him moan softly in the kiss. You let your hips move against his hardening cock, making him pull back from the kiss to admire your face. "For someone who was just making fun of me for waking up, you seem to want to do something active."
"Aren't you an athlete, Mr. Guesung? Isn't being active you're entire thing?" You giggled as he ran a hand through his messy hair, making a sound of fake annoyance. He smiled as his hands came to rest on top of your thighs, his hips moving to roll into yours, making you moan. He didn't stop, squeezing your thighs as he pressed more against you each time. He watched the way your body rolled and arched whenever he pressed more against your clit, his tongue coming out to wet his bottom lip.
"You're such a slut, Y/N." Your eyes opened as he paused his movements, your hips trying to move to meet his as you whined. He said nothing as he flipped you over so you were on your stomach, his hand moving over the flesh of your ass and thighs before he pressed his still-covered cock against your now-wet entrance, making you both moan. "Such a slutty pussy, too. So wet from just some grinding." He licked his lips once more as you moaned, leaning down to press his chest against your back as his hands carefully moved down your body, pulling off your underwear slowly. He tossed your panties somewhere in the room before he pressed himself once more against you, his hips rolling as he was met with your pussy. You mewled at the feeling, pushing your butt back to press against him, begging for him to hurry up and fuck you, to which he chuckled. "Can't wait, can you slut?" He couldn't wait either as he pushed down his underwear, rubbing his tip along your slick before pushing into you slowly. You moaned softly, your head falling forward as his hips snapped quickly, hitting the flesh of your ass with force. He moaned loudly, leaning forward to grab your hair, pulling your head up so you could now face the mirror that was facing your bed. He moved faster as you moaned at both your appearances; his hair was a mess from sleeping, his upper body was slightly shiny from sweat and strangely still as his hips pounded into you. He leaned down to bite your shoulder, moaning when clenched around him.
"Look at us, baby. You look so fucking hot." you gripped the sheets, as he moved, tossing your head back as he moaned your name. "I'm gonna cum soon, baby," you moaned, your boyfriend mumbling the same as he focused on where you both met. "Does my slut want my babies?" He moaned louder as you clenched around him, your own hips moving back to meet him in desperation. "My slut wants my babies, huh? Wanna be swollen with my kids? It'll show everyone how well I fuck this pussy, my pussy."
You moaned his name louder as you both came, Guesung falling forward to continue rolling his hips into your ass. His hips ground against your ass, moaning as you both tried to calm down.
He pulled out, pulling you to lay next to him. You kissed his collarbone, whining softly as he rubbed your back. "Are you tired again?" He laughed, moaning softly when you bit his collarbone once more. "Kidding, kidding"
You smiled as he pulled the cover over you both, tiredness filling your body once more as he whispered how much he loved you.
~ ♥
"Alright Y/N. Have a good holiday!"
You thanked your manager, holding in your smile as the assistants were complaining about having to work the party, complaining about you being able to leave. You made sure to smirk at them as you walked out, chuckling softly.
You smiled as you entered your apartment, happy to have the holiday off. You were tempted to break out some wine and just relax, forgetting about the job you have. You picked up your cat before you noticed your other cat chilling by the bathroom door, purring happily. You leaned down to rub him, the door opening to show Guesung in a tux. You asked what he was doing here, putting down your cat before jumping into his arms, making him chuckle. After the storm ended a few weeks ago, he left immediately with his team. "Merry early Christmas baby." He led you to the bedroom, where he had decorated it with lots of roses and candles. You noticed a card in the center of the bed, picking it up as he stood behind you.
Y/N.
I love you. I wanted to say thank you for being there for me; through training, through the world cup, and through everything. I know it hasn't been easy, but you've been there for me more than everyone else has and I just wanted to say thank you and turn around.
You turned around as you put down the card, confusion on your face. "Guesung, what do you mean turn-"
As you turned to face him, you noticed he was on one knee, a ring being held out to you. You covered your mouth as tears pricked your eyes, Guesung smiling softly. "Y/N, I love you so much. I can't imagine anyone else being by my side for the rest of my life. So, will you do me the honors and...will you marry me?"
You nodded, tears streaming down your face as he placed the ring on your finger, then pulled you into a tight hug.
"I love you, Y/N..."
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pack-the-pack · 7 months
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✦MISCECANIS PRIDE FLAG✦
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So I may or may not have spent a lot of time making this flag (No I could not figure out how to not make it blurry on tumblr, thanks tumblr). It's a pride flag for all those of us who identify with the omegaverse lifestyle, or in a deeper more intimate level. Ever since I came up with the term in 2020 I kind of wanted to make a flag for it, and now we finally have one! I'm so excited!!!
✦The meaning of the colours and shapes✦
✦Teal: Symbolizes Legacy. The Legacy we received as a community over the years, as well as the legacy we leave as a community for future generations who may find comfort and/or solace in omegaverse and with the miscecanis life-style. ✦Turquoise: Symbolizes Fluidity. Not only of the concept of Omegaverse itself, in its ever changing nature, but also of the miscecanis community and its individuals. ✦ White: Symbolizes Freedom. The freedom many of us feel when we identify as Miscecanis. Freedom that may relief grief, feelings of inadequacy and dysphoria. Freedom to be who we truly are and how we truly feel. ✦ Yellow: Symbolizes Pride and Self-Love. In identifying as a miscecanis we love ourselves more than we hate those who hate and ridicule us every day. In identifying as Miscecanis we love ourselves for who we are inspite of negative perceptions. ✦ Gold: Symbolizes Community. The community we built for ourselves, of mutual support, love and acceptance. ✦ Purple: Symbolizes Unity. Unity of all the aspects above as well as unity of spirit with our fellow Miscecanis people. ✦ The Moon: Neither Waxing nor Waning, the Crescent moon faced down is both. Symbolizing Rebirth and Introspection of the Self at the same time. ✦ The Four Pointed Star: The Star represents the three classic dynamics (Alpha, Beta and Omega) + Tertiary Dynamics. The smaller spikes in between each arm of the star represent the in-betweens of the dynamics that also exist in our community. Yes you can use this flag for yourself! You can also take inspiration from it and make other flags that relate to misce varieties (misceanimalis, miscefelis, miscelupus, etc.). ENJOY MY LOVELIES!!!! (If you'd like a non-fuzzy and blurry shitty tumblr rez version of the picture just let me know. You can DM me).
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g0giro · 28 days
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PLEASE READ THIS!!! NEOPENTANE5 TOLD ME TO KILL MYSELF AFTER I TALKED ABOUT THAT SHE SUPPORTED RAPE TO MY FRIEND
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Someone sent this to me, and I have something to say about it. Don't buy what she said on her Twitter, I explained every single detail below.
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I'm adding these pictures as well since these tweets were basically her referring to me and saying a lot of bad things about me. I've heard this meant "I wish you go kill yourself", "You don't deserve any friends" and so on, so I decided to translate it. She deleted it, and it's gone by now, but I could get a screenshot of her saying it.
TL;DR: I cut neopentane5 off and blocked her last year, I've been struggling because of severe depression since last year and she was the main reason who caused it, I vented about how I felt and what I couldn't understand her to my friend, and somehow it ended up with Neopentane5 seeing my DM with my friend and she self attacked me on her Twitter because of the DM, revealing my personal information and writing on her Twitter that I need to kill myself.
Below this is about what exactly happened and how Neoepentane5 tried to justify her actions. I explained it with all the proof that she was wrong and spreading misinformation, including some NSFW pictures she sent.
I don't know where to start, but let me talk about what happened last year between me and her.
The first reason I cut her off :
A few months ago, a guitarist of my favorite band passed away, so I was really shocked and sad, and I wanted to talk about it to someone and get comforted. There was a discord server where I, Neopentane5, and some other people were so I went there and talked about it. One of them asked me about it, but Neopentane5 just said nothing but sent a nsfw pic right below my text, completely ignoring me.
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It was really rude and disrespectful, not just because the guitarist was my favorite but it was really weird and absurd of her to send a nsfw pic when she heard that someone died. Because of this, I was feeling depressed, so I tried not to pay attention to the server and her. I muted the notifications and tried to do something else like watching movies, playing games, or going out and so on because I thought it would become better if I could ignore this.
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But she kept sending a bunch of nsfw pictures like these pictures without my consent and I was really overwhelmed and mad because of it.
This is the uncensored version of the screenshots.
The second reason why I cut her off:
Around last Halloween, I posted this to do inbox trick or treating. People who wanted to join it left likes there, and everyone who left likes on that post answered back, but Neopentane5 was the only one who didn't do anything even though she left her like. I thought she might be busy, and I asked her why she hadn't answered. She said she read it and wanted to draw something for it and would post it that night, but I didn't really mind if she wanted to draw something or not, because I was content with communicating with people by sending some candy pics and it was wholesome.
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She really seemed to draw one for it, and I didn't want to let her down by saying I didn't really need her drawing or so, so I gave her enough time and she didn't post anything about it even two weeks had passed. I was really getting upset and depressed because it felt like I was worthless and not worth being remembered or cared about. I stopped texting her and everyone back then because of my depression.
Then she suddenly texted me first unusually and it was like this.
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She just wanted to use me for translating that picture when she clearly knew that I didn't like the reboot stuff and didn't want to see it at all. She could've just googled it and used a translator, but she still decided to ask me to translate it for her. I had been feeling really down that time, and I didn't want to text back, but I also didn't want to make her feel bad so I just joked like I was all good and translated it for her. I felt I was worthless than the google translate and she just laughed it off and didn't really care about it when she should've made a proper apology. It didn't look like a person who was genuinely feeling sorry and it made my mental state worse. So I said just forget about it, and she didn't even answer back.
Other reasons I cut her off:
I had been already feeling depressed because I had always felt that I was the only one who cared about the 'friendship' she claimed to call it. Whenever I wanted to 'talk' with her, I always had to bring something interesting related to the fandom stuff, or she didn't even reply or reply very carelessly like "okay cool" a few days later when I texted her. She also didn't text me first usually, and I noticed it when I started talking with her last year. I thought I could talk about it to her and solve the problem together, so I seriously asked her to text me first sometimes and told her that I was feeling neglected because of her lack of messages. She said she wasn't just a talkative person and didn't really start a conversation first, but it was also the same for me because I wasn't a talkative one either. At least she promised that she would change and try to message me first, but she didn't. I talked about it to her more than three times, but she didn't even try hard to keep her promise and I lost trust that it would fix anything if I talked with her.
This was the last conversation when I blocked her.
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I was trying not to be rude, and I explained why I decided to distance her. If she actually cared about the 'friendship', then she should've apologized to me and asked me if we could start over. But she immediately decided to cut me off (which means she didn't care about me) and started making excuses to justify her actions.
About Neoepentane5 saying something supportive about rape:
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She tried to make her words promising about rape is okay by using the logic that she's Asian and Asian people are like that. Me, as a Korean, I don't support rape and I am against people who tolerate rape in any case. I couldn't understand how could a person be okay with rape at all and I was so disgusted by it, so I vented it to my friend because I'd already cut her off and there was no way for her to see this, a few days ago. But somehow, Neopentane5 was able to see my DM which I only intended to share with my friend, and wrote about it, making excuses and revealing my Discord name and Tumblr blog to the public, allowing her followers could easily attack me when I had no intention to expose her when I was talking with my friend.
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We used to be friends, but we didn't quarrel and the quarrel she means is the last conversation I wrote about above, where I was explaining why I decided to block her. I didn't drive a distance between Neopentane5 and her friends, in fact, there was only one person I asked why didn't they distance Neopentane5 yet. The friend she was talking about was also my friend, and when I decided to block her, I told the friend too. I was genuinely worried about the friend because they said that they also had problems with Neopentane5 before and had an emotionally hard time because of her.
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I talked about my interaction with her to my friends, not making it go on the public. Every person can feel bad and hate someone, and I needed to vent my feelings to my friends, Neopentane5 is talking about this as if I did something wrong after seeing what she wasn't able to see. About how she could manage to see my DM, my friend shared it with someone else without my consent and their friend shared it again to another, and so on. This is a wild guess, but when I talked to the friend after blocking Neopentane5 they said they already knew what happened, and in the way Neopentane5 talked in the last conversation I had with her, it's not hard to assume that she probably said many bad things about me. I don't blame her for talking back behind my back, because it's natural to vent someone's feelings to someone, but it's very disappointing and frustrating to see her attack me.
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When I said I could make her an account, she denied it because she didn't want to look weak in front of me and said it was cheap to buy a new phone number, saying it didn't even cost a single dollar.
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It was one game she bought, and I told her how much I appreciated it enough that she told me to stop praising her. However, she hadn't played it once when I asked her to play it together later. I don't know what she's talking about the 'learning new ways to use AI for me' because if she's talking about CAI, I was the one who was making characters mostly and I've never asked her to make one for me.
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I asked her to do RP with her because it looked like she was getting tired of CAI's waiting line and the limited responses. I said it was totally okay if she didn't want to do so, but she accepted it and then I made a server to invite her. She talked like she didn't enjoy it at all, but as embarrassing as it might sound, I enjoyed it and appreciated her for doing it together, and when I asked her if she was enjoying this too, she said yes and saved funny moments we had.
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I say it again that it wasn't an argument or a quarrel. I explained why I wanted to distance her instead of just blocking her without any words, giving her the last chance to apologize and to make things better again. I explained it in the last conversation I had with her, you can read about how she keeps trying to justify her careless actions toward me by saying she's just forgetful and I don't understand her at all when I was struggling because of my depression and I needed someone to show me that they cared about me, but she couldn't understand me at all. I expected her to show it to me because she said I was special and different unlike the other friends she had, but maybe I was too naive.
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I've never talked about anything related to her to the public or in my account where anyone can see it until now. Look at who decided to point me out and blame me, revealing my blog and discord account.
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It's also not healthy to write me to go kill yourself.
This is all, and it was Neopentane5 who started blaming me on the Internet first. These are her Tumblr, Twitter, and Instagram pages. I hope anyone who reads this will distance yourself from her and her devotees, and it would be appreciated if you could reblog this post and share it on other websites like Twitter too.
Sorry for tagging the fandom tags, but I don't want other people to suffer the same thing I did. Thank you for reading a long post. + I edited the post since it was flagged.
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