#mu fucking heart

[confusedgoldenflower]

Not me about to make FX drop this on MQ in my fic

(Idk which chapter or when. Pls I’m tired and scared)

#aka my brain hasn’t been working enough to finagle the fucking timeline #it’ll be heart wrenching and warming tho so mark me #tgcf #heaven official's blessing #mu qing #tian guan ci fu #feng xin #fengqing #tgcf fanfic

[mis-n-the-unwise]

The STUPIDITY of RIKO MORIYAMA infuriates me because HOW CAN A MAN BE SO STUPID??!????!???

MR DUDE color ooped/bleached and dyed Neil’s BROWN BOX DYED HAIR instead! Of! Just! Fucking! SHAVING! It!!!! Neil was supposed to be there for 2 weeks, and I’m no professional but hair is supposed to grow enough for you to see color after 2 weeks.

ALSO, MR STUPID PSYCHO IS COMPLETELY IGNORING THE FACT THAT IF HE jUST DYED NEIL’S HAIR, HE IS ONLY GOING TO SEE IT IN A MIRROR, BUT IF HE BUZZ CUTTED IT HE WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO FEEL IT!!!!!!!! All The Time!! And that’s much more traumatic, imo.

#neil josten #riko moriyama #all for the game #aftg series #trk #Riko is STUPID and IMPULSIVE #and a fucking pussy #dumbass #idk why #but this makes me so angry #I JUST FUCKING DROPPED MY PHONE ON MU FOREHEAD AND IT HEARTS LIKE A FUCKING BITCH #I HEARD A SOUND AND I DO NOT KNOW IF IT WAS MY FOREHEAD OR MG PHONE #BUT THE SOUND WAS V LOUD #AND NOW I HAVE A FUCKING BUMP ON MY FOREHEAD #IM LIKE A FUCKING CARTOON . #and I blame RIKO

[confused-beany]

How am I supposed to cope without my sassy bold "I don't care but I care so much" queen Mu-deoki now

#HOW WILL JANG UK #or any of them really #she touched all of their lives and hearts in so many ways #they're her friends! #whyyyy #seriously what the fuck #mu deok #naksu #alchemy of souls

[2istoomany]

Official 中文 (Mandarin) translation!!

I'm so happy to have the honor of working with @/kopi_pheng (Twitter) on the translation!!! AAAHHHH!!!

You can read it here on the website! 中文

#honest comic #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #feng xin #mu qing #fengqing #YALL IT GOT TRANSLATED INTO CHINESE I'M CRYING AND SOBBING WTF IS HAPPENING #also localization heart beat is fucking killing me it's so cute fuck

[autumnfangirler]

i know i just posted about fhr 5 minutes ago but i need to say this abt my sidestep

cyrus used to have a thing with ortega, and i know canonically sidestep doesnt make much of it. and tbh with the way i play cyrus that makes sense. but i think cyrus WOULD take it seriously, at least in his sidestep days. cyrus is almost always authentic in his feelings, moreso than hed ever like to admit, and in his sidestep days that was 10 times worse. sure, he was a flirty bastard that enjoyed teasing ricardo back then, but the feelings were real. the care he felt was genuine. even if it took a near-death experience and a kiss to realize it. i dont think he was shy about it either; i think once the ball was rolling, he let his feelings for ortega be explicitly clear (cyrus sort of swings in physical touch/gifts when it comes to love language so it was a lot of pecks and crocheted presents)

fast forward to retribution and cyrus still loves ortega. not in the same way– all the romantic feelings are gone. but he still cares, and hes kicking himself for it. ortega was and always will be his closest friend, and unfortunately for cyrus, those feelings will always be made known

#ramblings #cryus is so fucked #bleeding heart idiot #he might be mu most ruthless sidestep #but show him Genuine Care one(1) time #and he will be obsessed with you #cyrus becker

[mitchievousness]

tgcf book 3 ending hELLO????????????!?!??!?!?!

#NO SPOILERS BUT I KNEW IT #I FUCKING KNEW THAT'S WHAT THEY WANTED TO HAPPEN FUCK #THERE'S ALSO SO MANY PLOT POINTS AND PAST CHARACTERS POPPING UP IM JFHJFKIDFGFHGHDF #the only thing thats keeping me going at this point are the cut and flirty hualian moments hhhhhh #i really wonder what the mural was that feng xin and mu qing saw that made them both react like that 👀👀👀 #ok im ready for book 4 to break my heart now :o))))))))) #tgcf read

[barredandromeda]

imsoo normal about guys byw

#sprry this is the start of my downfall im actually going to theow up and vomit and die #fronting daily actually sucks!and i have no restraint on my curiiusity and i have to figure shit out and i literally want to die #cause like i found out shit i didnt want to and its entirely my fault too bro i cant even be upset cause i went looking for it ughhh #i should be allowed to die afterschool so i dont have to feel anything else tbh thatd be a pleasure great thing whwatever #this is genuinelky the repeat of my downfall again literally september all over again and its just march jesus fucking fhrist bro need todi #the nervous system is so dumb what is ooottfvgvsh or whagevr i hate that dumbass acronym i hate healrhcare #serenity save me 🙏 save me serenity 🙏 come home #everyone keeps sayng that but qith donald trump #anyway back to me i need to scream and not just to serenity cause i feel bad🤭 no emojis are tood enougu anymore bro im going to kms #killing myself so fucking hard like a vampire driving a stake through his heart sort of shit ykwim like a siren drowning ro sokething poeti #save me sid 🙏 sid save me actually hed laugh at me for hthis lowkey which is soo deserved cause real bro why am i breaking down at midnight #on a dchool day too bro again and again i dont want to go to mf schooll and be obsessed w k. hes fine but i genuinely cant do my work #lowkey would iet be weird to talk to my ex ab my relationship with him cause like yea i miss him ykwim and i need closure but i got a crush #cause like on one hand its like i was the one who brokenup ykwim like even if the circumstances werewei4d whatever its like why would i hav #the right to even bring it up and i alr crushed on a new guy and like ignoring the uguult i do like him ughh broni want to kms #i love love i just dont love lvoe for myself cause ugh bro i hare one guy idc ab his crushes but he made me hear ab them lke idc idek him #sorry u had a bad experience w bi girls like idk what u want me to say ??? surprise me too ??? tff ugh i hate love girls #i need a gf but the thoigjt of liking a girl genuinely deeply scares me to my core cause i like girls but ppl dont like that i do ykwim #all mu friends are fucking gay bro idek why im so worried ab liking girls like who is there to disappoint but myself and my entire family #noo pressure qt all being oldest and queerest like ok yeah its midnight happy new years. i need this blanket tobsuffocste me #sleep wrappedup alr like a borito burito i dek and its not enoughh i need a soul crushing embrafe to sleep #ok im done i got post vent clarity i need to sleep #post #erics tag #delete later #serenity needs this as a ref in the morning #i beed my mom to cry to but j cant tell her any of this id rather be eaten alive by bugsbro and if i just cry to her without a reason #shell fs go througj my phone and fimd out why anyway so wjats the pointtt my god i tqlk too much and vent too much #gota flair forbthe dramatics ivguess mb

[arcadeposting]

god i feel like a horible person

#‘s not… #i just. #‘m ‘ndrstnsd noh bein comfy with labbles buh then thry… get s lable wiff them #im such an awful person for being hury abt that arent i #its ttheir choice !! #but we hsve a *child* together and im not… #‘m not.. even on its profile…. #neither is our kid but i csnt tell id that was on purpose or not saur #i.. i pit my heart out sn im not…. #i knwo id forget if it wasnt writrwn….. #i know *they’d* forget too #god im an awful person #its their choice for lablrs #not mine #i just….. #it hirts….. #sn none of em…. #i doubt thry realized that even with sn explation jus losing my child *out of mu arms* fucked me up #it doenst matte rthar hes safe i stoll… #i still….. #mm…

[volensnolenss]

“𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄, 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓?”

𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: he has no other choice when you’re silent and look so pretty;

𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽: nsfw!mdni, reader is 18 and Gojo is 30, unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare, teasing, praise, he calls you ‘baby, sweetheart, little girl’ and etc;

“Who is she?” You walked down the steps and watched the woman leave the house. You stared at Gojo, who was reluctantly sorting through the papers.

“What’s that? Is my little girl jealous?” You unwillingly approached him, and he laughed at you and at the same time pacified your suspicion by stroking your back.

You were wearing a damn short milk dress with a satin bow on the chest. The fabric of your outfit was thin enough for him to feel your soft and delicate skin that hides underneath.

“Yes, I'm jealous. And you still haven't answered my question.” You gave in to his power and sat comfortably on his lap, lifting the fabric even higher, giving him a view of your hips.

Your appearance is the epitome of youth and charm. Gojo can't help but look at you, his eyes fall limply down, looking at you and you know it perfectly well. He is so lucky to see such a sweet girl like you every day and wake up in the morning in your arms.

“She was in the same class with me.” You ignored his words and looked at him sullenly anyway. Gojo's hand gently rested on your thigh, stroking under your dress, “Baby, you love me, right?” he squeezed your thigh with one hand and played with the satin ribbon on your chest with the other.

You were silent because of your stubborn nature, although you love him with all your heart, especially his caresses and the way he treats you.

“You can stay quiet all you want” He lifted you up in his arms, “But silence doesn't last forever.” You got your way by pulling his trigger, smiling slightly at his phrase.

And he likes to be fooled by your words. You're so sly and so charming at the same time that Gojo can't do anything about it.

“Satoru, it’s too big!” He plunges only his tip into your wet cunt, but already forces you to whimper under him, “Shh, sweetie, you’re not going to upset me?” He continued to slowly penetrate you, which made you sense every inch of his cock, “You are as always my good and little girl. Only you can make me feel great.” Gojo whispered in your ear how he’s going to fuck you so much that you would be pleased and you would beg him to do that several times, exchanging your principle for this pleasure.

He is blown away by the way his cock thrusts against your wet walls, you hug and take Satoru so pleasantly that he is ready to spend the whole night just on you.

“I-I can’t- mhm Satoru!” You whimpered at how deliciously he hits the very bottom of your pussy, and a pleasant tingling gradually builds up in the bottom of your stomach, “Sorry but you’re so pretty when you’re crying” With his thumb, Gojo carefully wipes the tears from your cheek, looking at your shiny long eyelashes and a look asking for as much as possible.

“And now it's your turn to answer the question.” His hand squeezed between your shaking thighs and his finger lazily drew circles on your clit. Gojo knows that he is ruining you with this, but to see you, completely carried away by your pleasure, start to smoke out what he wants to hear is something that will satisfy his inner demon even more.

“Yes, yes, yes love you so mu-uch” You meow under him, reaching your peak, squeezing his cock. How Gojo likes to turn you into a wet whining mess of a sweet and cold-blooded girl, seemingly indestructible at first glance.

“That’s it, sweetheart. I know that my dick makes your head dizzy.” You moan with bliss, arching your back like a cat, feeling like a vertebra and tightly wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling Gojo as close to you as possible.

“You make it so great-” He spreads your legs wider, “I know, it’s too much but have a little patient, angel. Fuck- I’m close.” his pace becomes terribly sharp and aggressive, he pushes into your poor tight pussy even deeper, making sure that your walls completely encircle his large cock, he cum, trying to completely fill you and so that not a single drop flows out in vain.

You moan softly when he pulls away from you, leaving you without a feeling of pleasant fullness.

He looked at you like a painting he created himself: You try your best to press your hips together so that his cum doesn't leak out of your aching pussy, but he grins at you “Nah, you're doing wrong” and Gojo spreads your leg again and with his long fingers fuck it back, “Satoru…”

He grins and slowly removes his fingers from your core. “Baby, you did so well.” He calmed your trembling legs, leaving kisses on the places where he held you tightly. “Have I exhausted you that much?”He cooed to you, getting close to your face, brushing the wet hair off your forehead.

“It's a pleasant tiredness.” He laughed, but you were so lazy to argue when Gojo caressed your emaciated body so gently that you just didn't say anything.

He lay comfortably on his side next to you, stroking you, tracing the curves of your body Satoru's lips clung to your temple “I can conclude that only my cock can get you to talk.”

#jjk x reader #jjk headcanons #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x you #gojo x reader #jjk smut #gojo smut #gojo headcanons #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo satoru smut

[fyodussy]

toji makes my heart flutter a lil bit..

“god, you’re taking me so well.” Toji purred into your ear.. something about the way his rough hands kept your legs shoved to you chest.

but fuck.. that mating press was really making you think being 9 months period free seem just perfect..

the overstimulation he was causing made your head spin, i mean who can blame him when you’re cute cunt sucks him in so perfectly :(.

though he must admit, the anklet he had gotten you for his birthday wasn’t helping your case. the delicate little chain jerking with your leg as his thrusts hardened

— he enjoyed watching the little letter T frail around as your hands pushed against his chest. ignoring your pathetic cries of

“ ‘s too mu-much..”

“toji wait-“

“no more- i cant!”

it’s all your fault, i mean.. toji wouldn’t intentionally ignore you had you’ve listened earlier.. after all, you were the one clinging to satoru’s arm and laughing a little too hard at the stupid white haired freaks unfunny jokes.

“you think that little piss ant can fill you up like i can?”

“you think that little freak will ever be able to stretch you out the way i do?”

“fucking slut- fuck, you think his dick feels this good?”

toji couldn’t help the small jealous remarks that left his mouth. but, honestly it’s not like you were comprehending what he was saying.. he watched as you attempted to say something but getting cut off every time.

only then you felt a sharp smack against your cheek— this bitch? it registered in your head that he had just barely slapped you, obviously trying to get you to come back to reality.. was his jealous remarks not just a remark? and was it actual.. questions?

#toji smut #jujutsu kaisen toji #jujutsu toji #dilf toji #toji zenin #toji x reader #toji fushiguro #toji x you #jjk toji #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk season 2 #jjk x you #jjk gojo #toji is jealous of gojo #gojo home wrecker? #jjk #jjk fanfic #jjk satoru #jjk geto #geto smut #toji x y/n #toji is so daddy #toji is so fine #toji makes me scream

[moondirti]

(first time doing a ask bare with me)

pretty please a continue of the house distribution thing. the fic where she does military housing to afford rent. just a continuation please 🙏🏽

feel free to skip if your mind is just blank with ideas for it x

simon riley / afab! reader • part one cw: dubcon, intoxication, spanking, wedgies, degradation, dacryphilia, very mild puppy play (mostly just pet names)

"Well, aren' you a sight."

Much like the lamplight, his voice is low. Mocking, almost. You'd think he were amused if it weren't for the dangerous way his eyes assess your sorry state, raking the lines of your bare legs to the way your dress wraps tight around your chest. It almost escapes you that he's maskless at first, so entranced by the glint of his pupils, the shadowed irises that pinch a deep, very primal nerve in you.

His lips curl into an uneven sneer, scar dissecting the bottom and running down to his chin. You wipe your nose with the heel of your hand, giving your best attempt at an apathetic shrug.

"I had fun."

"Did'ya now?" He laughs humourlessly. "Mus' have different ideas of fun, me and you. Can' see the fun in getting pissed out'f my mind, worryin' the people in your life by stayin' out s'late."

Spite flares, fear slinking back your throat to make room for the petulance that froths on your tongue like venom. It completely poisons his admission to the fact that he'd been worried, turns it into something pathetic and hypocritical. You storm closer. Wild. Angry.

"That's fucking rich coming from you. What is your idea of fun, then, Lieutenant? Tormenting women who open up their home to you? Walking in on them in the bathroom, pissing all over the fucking seat? Does it grant you satisfaction to make people so uncomfortable that they'd rather be anywhere but with you?"

His jaw tenses, a "careful, pet." grunted under his breath, but he makes no move to stop you. Just continues sitting on your couch, legs spread, simmering. Waiting for you to tire out.

"Shut the fuck up. Oh my god. Oh my god. I can hardly be at bloody peace in my own house anymore! You're- You're... A fucking nightmare, Riley! So excuse me if I went out and enjoyed myself when I haven't been able to do so in weeks!"

By the end of your little tirade, you're an even worse mess than you had been before. Flyaways stick to your sweaty temple, mascara rims your blown eyes. Your panting does nothing to calm the frantic race of your heart, which beats at your ribcage like doldrums to war. You can feel the effects of it everywhere; your pulse, hot and quick, at your eyebrow, your wrists, the arch of your foot.

Riley stands. Your lip trembles.

You're so close now that your gaze is level with his chest. Tall. You'd forgotten how tall he was. Or how wide. Or dangerous. His biceps – bare given his tight-fitted t-shirt, tree-trunk large and enough to crush watermelons – tense, and all-too-suddenly, you find your jaw clutched in a bruising grip. He jerks your head up so your eyes meet his.

"Simon." He mutters. "But you don't get to call me tha', or anything at all but Sir."

"Letmegomff–" You're rendered mute when his thumb and forefinger press your cheeks together, but that certainly doesn't stop you from whining.

"Y'wanna know my idea of a good time?" Purely rhetorical, of course. Aside from not being able to answer him, it doesn't matter what you want. There's a clear direction this seems to be heading towards – someplace where the hand pawing your ass continues lower, or where the length in his pants fits down your throat. Someplace not unwelcome by you, despite the way you thrash and cry in his arms. "It's putting foul things like you in their place."

He shucks your dress over your ass, the fabric bunching around your waist, and hooks a fist in the waistline of your soaked panties. Your mind is so foggy, influenced by shitty tequila and the subspace Simon bullies you into embracing, that you don't process the cause of your pain immediately. Don't correlate it to the way he pulls upward, your underwear bunching into a tight line that cleaves between your ass-cheeks and rubs abrasively against your poor clit. Don't– can't confront it until the force literally picks you up off the floor, toes barely touching the ground, held up by a wedgie and the grip around your jaw alone.

Tears spring to your lash line, tracing miserable treks down your cheeks. His thumb swipes what it can away, pushing the salty water into your mouth, and stays there while you lap at his calloused fingertips.

"There we go. Look at you, brainless mutt. Jus' need something on your cunt and something in your mouth to keep you quiet, hm? Happy to hang li'e this for hours, I bet."

Your muffled yell is met with another laugh, thumb pushing deeper into your mouth to shut you up.

"Shh, I know. Still need'ta be taught a lesson. I haven' forgotten." The stitches on your panties begin to tear, the rips loud and relieving, especially when you start to sag back down to the floor. Simon doesn't take it with any kind of urgency, though he cocks his head at the way you blink up at him, lashes fanning in rapid succession. An unspoken, desperate plea. "Was gonna hold out, get you sobered up for your punishment. But you're practically itchin' for it, aren' you?"

He puppets your head into an enthusiastic nod, which he meets with a faux huff.

"Course you are." The forbearing quality of his tone is promptly betrayed by the way you're manhandled over his lap. Pivoting one hand opposite to the other, he's able to sit on the couch and get you thrown over his thighs in a mere matter of seconds. "Normally I'd make y'count, but I figure you're too far gone for that. Jus' try to keep your wailing quiet."

Your underwear gives in with a final tug, ripping from the soaked gusset to become nothing but a flimsy piece of fabric around your hips. Simon swipes the tattered remains off your raised bottom, taking longer than necessary to smooth over the area. It's all the indication you need to what's coming – his rough palm teases the nerve endings below your softer skin, bringing them to frenzied life. Preparing them to hurt.

When he breaks away, you hold your breath.

The air behind you whistles as his hand comes down.

A sharp, resounding crack fractures the baited silence of the room. Your mouth flies open. Searing pain roars across your backside like wildfire, worsening every second it's exposed to open elements. Your scream is belated, thunder to the lightening, tearing from your throat only after the initial shock subsides.

A series of lighter blows land on alternating cheeks, two fingers returning to gag you through the onslaught. Unlike his thumb, these reach the very back of your tonsils, prompting wet gags as they fondle with your throat. Drool dribbles from the corners of your lips, slicking your chin with lipstick-tinted fluid.

"Fuckin' beautiful when you're not givin' an attitude, puppy. All stupid and submissive, cunt droolin' on my lap."

You groan, choke, then cry some more when his spanks grow incrementally harsher again. Gratefully, they're never in the same place twice. He beats the top of your thighs, your lower back, the sides of your hips. Your cheeks especially, which start to emit a steady kind of heat the longer he keeps it up.

Eventually, as a matter of coping, your brain starts to consider the cruel sting as pleasurable instead, sending little bolts of pleasure directly to your clit every time his hand comes down on your ass. It swells, fattening up with blood, pressing tighter against the steady mass of his thigh. Inadvertently, you start rutting against it to find more of the same relief, humping his leg like the dog he's making you out to be.

It doesn't escape his notice, of course.

His foot pushes one of your flailing ankles outward so that your legs are spread, pussy made vulnerable to his scrutiny. The next slap is thus aimed straight at your fluttering hole, slick doing nothing to affect his deadly precision. When it lands, it lands exactly where he meant for it to, and introduces you to a whole other degree of pain that has you seeing stars. You're openly bawling around his fingers now, vision so cloudy you can't tell light from dark.

"Didn' like tha', did you?"

"Nngh– nmmph!"

"There's more where it came from, pup. Best listen to everythin' I say from now on, then, 'less you wan' your little hole beat black 'n' blue."

Simon stresses his point by tracing the seam of your cunt, collecting the lubrication there to smear across the hotspot at the top. Presses into it. Grants you a little gratification, as if to say: and here's what you can have if you behave.

"You gonna be a good pet?"

This time, he withdraws his fingers from your maw. Expects a response, even though it takes you ages to recover from the lack of oxygen. You swallow the saliva pooling behind your teeth, inhaling ragged gasps that make your lungs ache.

He pinches your clit when you take too long. Lightly, but it's enough.

"Yes! Yes, s-sir. I'll be good."

#please no one mention this degenerate piece of writing to me ever again #simon 'ghost' riley x reader #tw dubcon #༄dee answers #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon 'ghost' riley #simon riley #ghost #x afab reader #call of duty #cod

[81folklore]

heaven - OP81 - part 5

pairings: oscar piastri x private!reader (fc: gracie abrams)

summary: australian adventures of yn and oscar

authors note: IM BACK WRITING MY FAVORITE ANGELS!!! ive been feeling slightly more motivated so i thought id just continue a story instead of creating a new one (at least whilst im in this slump) i do hope you enjoy!!

heaven masterlist masterlist

yourusername

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oh australia how ive missed you and your gifts 💫

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user3 whats the best gift australia has given you??

yourusername oscar!!! liked by oscarpiastri

user3 SHUT THE FUCK UP WHATTTT?!?!??

user62 i feel SICK THEYRE SO??

oscarpiastri oh my goddd

oscarpiastri 😍😍

user4 you cannot separate oscar from that emoji

yourusername not even i can😕😕

oscarpiastri you can pry it from my cold dead hands

user81 that dog is so stinking cute

user22 yess but that dress is GORGEOUS

user5 right shes sooooooo pretty liked by oscarpiastri

user88 australia is the one whos lucky!! liked by oscarpiastri

user67 like they are being blessed with the yn ln

yourfriend3 you are oh so lovely liked by oscarpiastri

yourfriend3 i take it back stop your boyf from liking my comments abt you

yourusername he loves me🥰🥰

oscarpiastri i do!! its true!!

oscarpiastri 📍location home

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my favorite lady in my favorite place

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user18 SHE IS HIS FAVORITE LADY OH MU GOD😭😭

user17 AND HIS FAVORITE PLACE IS HOME😭

user24 oh my god she is gorgeous liked by oscarpiastri

user84 i will never ever get tired of them

user28 i hope theyre in love forever and ever liked by oscarpiastri

user55 oscar liking this comment☹️☹️

yourusername my babyyyy

yourusername oh how ill always love you liked by oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri 🩷🩷

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yourusername

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the day you entered my world you changed my entire view on life and myself, you help me find love and happiness in things i never expected and showed me how to appreciate the smallest things in life.

sometimes i wonder if im being selfish, how can i be worthy of all the love and time youve given to me? surely there is someone more deserving, someone who needs everything youve showed me more? i think about what i must have done in a past life to be gifted with you and then i wonder if we are destined.

maybe i dont deserve you in this life, maybe i dont deserve you in a thousand other lifes. but i believe we are meant to be which means for every universe we dont find eachother, we find eachother in a hundred more

im so glad we found each other, i dont know if i deserve you but i promise i will cherish and appreciate the way i have done for 6 years and the way i will continue to love you for as long as this universe allows and then i will love you even longer in another

six years used to feel like forever but now ill never have enough time, happy anniversary lovely

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oscarpiastri you continue to help my heart keep beating

oscarpiastri i didnt think love was real until i found you

oscarpiastri we will find eachother in every universe i promise

oscarpiastri you are the prettiest and most lovely person i have ever met and you deserve everything and more

yourusername my good looking boyyyy🩵🩵

user29 i have no words i cant comprehend what im reading

user10 i feel so violently ill they are so sweet

user62 my parents everyone!!!

user53 is that an engagement ring?!

user33 wait pause

user5 theres no way right??

oscarpiastri

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you’ve impacted my life in more ways than you will ever know and im so thankful that i get to love you for all eternity, you have such a beautiful soul and i can’t believe i get to hold it

happy six years and to a lifetime more

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yourusername you are so so incredible

yourusername i dont know how many other ways i can say it but i love you

oscarpiastri i love you too

user66 they are sooooo

user7 oh my gooooood i am a puddle of tears

user56 you just dont get them like i do

user32 anyone else sad we didnt get a long caption like yns was beautiful

yourusername oscar said more than enough in his letter☺️

user43 OH MY GOD HE WROTE HER A LETTER😭😭😭😭

user3 six years.. six damn years and they are still so in love

user48 guys are they engaged or not😭

yourusername not!! we are still young and exploring ourselves and the world and we are still grow into better people. we didnt want to rush when we still have so many things to do but we will when we know we are ready🩷 liked by oscarpiastri

user65 i didnt know it was possible to love two random strangers so much☹️☹️

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[tossawary]

Thinking about why and how Shang Qinghua left Cang Qiong Sect as a traitor after Shen Qingqiu faked his death (by actually dying) and also why Yue Qingyuan took Shang Qinghua back afterwards... it would be kind of fun to do an AU where Yue Qingyuan actually sent Shang Qinghua to go spy on Luo Binghe.

Like, let's say that Yue Qingyuan figures out that Shang Qinghua had SOMETHING to do with Shen Qingqiu's actions after the Water Prison. By general behavior, maybe, and also because Shang Qinghua did send a coded letter to Shen Qingqiu just before his escape from the Water Prison. Yue Qingyuan doesn't have to have even seen the letter or its contents to know that something is up here if he finds out about that.

Yue Qingyuan also canonically missed Sha Hualing's invasion because he was away organizing the Immortal Alliance Conference, so it's not unreasonable for Yue Qingyuan to belatedly figure out that Shang Qinghua (who almost certainly helped organize the event) possibly had something to do with the invasion of the conference too. Maybe this is the point where a whole bunch of little details over decades of acquaintance click together to form the greater picture.

So, a grieving Yue Qingyuan has caught a traitor, which is terrible for the sect, but a traitor can still be very useful. He doesn't really want Shang Qinghua managing the sect and spying on them now, and Luo Binghe has stolen Shen Qingqiu's body and kidnapped Mu Qingfang (briefly) and is now regularly having fights with Liu Qingge about it, so maybe it'll be preferable to an execution if Cang Qiong has an inside man of sorts? Especially when Luo Binghe is possibly very obviously trying to resurrect Shen Qingqiu (it's something that Mu Qingfang could easily guess from his time there and report back to his sect leader), which Yue Qingyuan probably doesn't actually want to PREVENT even if he would also like Shen Qingqiu's bones back so that the man he loves can rest in peace. Shang Qinghua can be a double agent! Thrown out under the guise of being discovered!

Shang Qinghua: "Sure, sure, sure. But what if I just ran away, huh? What if I just didn't do that for you?"

Yue Qingyuan: "What if I told the new Huan Hua Palace Master, Luo Binghe, that you sent Shen Qingqiu a coded message directly before he escaped the Water Prison and died?"

Shang Qinghua: "...Fuck. What happened to your bleeding heart, Shixiong?"

Yue Qingyuan: "It's not bleeding for you. If any of Luo Binghe's resurrection rituals work, let me know, hm? And try to save Liu-Shidi's life whenever possible."

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[fengqingtrashgolbin]

Xie Lian: Mu Qing, you're under arrest.

Mu Qing: Wait, what? The fuck? Why?

Xie Lian: For stealing Feng Xin's heart.

Feng Xin: Did you just hit on Mu Qing for me?

Xie Lian: I'm tired of WAITING, Feng Xin.

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[sinkovia]

-`♡´- ANON ASK -`♡´-

The reader is in love with price, but she has to keep this love hidden away. It's not good, especially because of their work. Things lead to other things and they agreed to fuck. Poor she. She thought he likes her or something. But only her body and only for that night. The morning after he gets away. at base he treats her like always. But she is a delusional woman. Poor she, never someone loved her right. Price alway was gentle with her and she fell in love. So, if you want... An  angst with a delulu reader and an indifferent price who treats her politely.

Pairings: John Price x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Light smut, light angst, reader is delulu.

As you stand in the firing range, focusing intently on your aim, the sound of gunfire echoing around you, you sense Captain Price's presence before you see him. His footsteps are familiar, the cadence of his stride unmistakable. 

When he approaches from behind, you feel a rush of anticipation mixed with nervousness. His hand gently taps your shoulder, sending a shiver down your spine. The touch of his warm, calloused fingers against your skin sends a cascade of goosebumps rippling across your arm.

You lower your weapon, turning slightly to acknowledge him.

"It might help your wrist if you rest your thumb here," he says, his voice low and reassuring. His hands, rough yet strangely comforting, guide your fingers into a better position on the gun.

As he adjusts your grip, you feel the heat emanating from his body, his chest brushing against your back for a fleeting moment. Every nerve in your body screams for you to lean back, to bask in his warmth just a little longer, but you resist the urge, afraid to betray the professional boundaries between you.

"Thanks, Captain," you manage to say, your voice betraying none of the turmoil raging inside you. With a nod of acknowledgment, Price steps back, leaving you to continue your practice, but his touch lingers, etched into your memory long after he's gone.

Your life had been devoid of romantic attention, boys never casting a second glance your way. But when you joined the task force and experienced Price's gentle treatment, your heart couldn't help but be drawn to him. His kindness and care stood out amidst the roughness of the team, and with each interaction, you found yourself falling deeper for him.

You find your gaze lingering on his form whenever he’s near, drinking in every detail as if committing them to memory. When he’s not looking, you steal glances, admiring the way the sunlight catches in his hair or the determined set of his jaw as he leads the team into action.

The slightest touch from him sends goosebumps across your skin, your heart racing at the mere brush of his fingers against your shoulder or the warmth of his hand as he offers guidance. But you dare not show any sign of your true feelings, burying them deep within your heart to protect both your professional integrity and your heart from potential pain.

But despite your efforts to keep your emotions in check, Price has a way of making you feel special. His encouraging words and reassuring demeanor never fail to lift your spirits, and his genuine kindness makes you feel loved and cared for in a way that no one else can. In those moments, you feel special, as if you’re the only one who matters to him.

But you know better than to entertain such thoughts. You remind yourself of the boundaries that separate you, the rules of conduct that must be upheld. Yet, as the night wears on and the drinks flow freely at the pub, celebrating Johnny’s birthday, you find yourself caught in a moment of weakness.

Price, slightly drunk, drapes his arm around your shoulder at the crowded pub, pulling you close with a familiarity that sends a jolt of electricity through your body. Despite your best efforts to resist, you find yourself sinking into him, the warmth of his touch igniting a desire within you.

Is this his way of telling you that he feels the same?

Price has had too much to drink, his usual demeanor softened by the alcohol coursing through his veins. As his eyes roam over your figure, fueled by a mixture of alcohol-induced desire, he can't help but notice the subtle reactions you display to his touch.

A lustful smile tugs at his lips as he observes the way your body responds to him, the way your skin flushes under his gaze, and the way your breath quickens in response to his presence. In this intoxicated state he finds himself drawn to you with a newfound intensity, his desire for you burning bright in his eyes as the tent in his pants throb.

“You look good in that little dress sweetheart.” As Price's fingers trail up your exposed thigh, a rush of heat floods your body, igniting a fire deep within you. His words send shivers down your spine, his touch electrifying as it skims over your skin. With each tantalizing caress, your heart races faster, your breaths coming in shallow gasps.

The booth provides a shield from prying eyes, allowing Price's bold advances to remain concealed from the rest of the pub. His touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through you, making it hard to focus on anything else but the sensation of his fingers against your skin.

Your body reacts instinctively, your legs involuntarily rubbing together in anticipation. “Rubbing your legs together while you’re thinking about me?” his fingers brush against the fabric of your soaked panties and a moan escapes your lips.

“My place is around the corner.” you whisper into his ear, your breath hot against his skin, causing him to tense with anticipation. With every word, you stoke the flames of desire between you, heightening the tension until it's nearly unbearable.

Price hadn't had sex for what felt like an eternity, his desires simmering beneath the surface as he navigated the military life. The weight of his responsibilities and the burdens of command had left him craving a release, his body aching with pent-up frustration.

As the alcohol coursed through his veins, clouding his judgment, the idea of a one-night stand with his sergeant seemed increasingly appealing. You were undeniably attractive, your body igniting a primal desire within him that he could no longer ignore.

In his intoxicated state, he convinced himself that giving in to his desires just this once wouldn't hurt, that a quick one night stand with you would be enough to satisfy his needs. 

As you wake up the next morning to the emptiness of the cold bed, a pang of disappointment fills your heart. Your mind tries to rationalize Price's absence, attributing it to the demands of work even though today is the base’s day off. You tell yourself he must have been swamped with paperwork or called in for an urgent mission, anything to ease the ache of his absence.

The next day, you smile when you see Price, hoping to catch his eye and bask in the warmth of his affection. He returns your smile, his gaze meeting yours briefly before he continues on his way. In that fleeting moment, you convince yourself that he loves you just as much as you love him, that his smile holds all the hidden depths of his affection. 

That the two of you made love the night of Johnny’s birthday.

That he fucked you will all the love in his heart as he pushed your head lower on his cock making you gag repeatedly.

That he has harbored feelings for you just as long as you have for him as he pushed your face into the pillow, his cock fucking you mercilessly from behind, over and over again until he came in your pretty cunt.

That the only reason he didn’t cuddle you afterwards and immediately went to sleep was because he was so tired from work.

Poor you, lost in a world of illusions.

You fail to see that Price doesn't feel for you as deeply as you do for him. To him, you're just a one-night escape, a fleeting desire to quench his thirst. Yet, you convince yourself otherwise, believing in a love that exists only in your mind.

You cling to the notion that Price is hiding his true feelings for you, masking them behind a facade of professionalism. But the truth is stark and unforgiving—he sees you as nothing more than a colleague, treating you with kindness out of duty, not love. Yet, you continue to deceive yourself, trapped in a web of your own delusions.

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