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placeinthisworld · 5 days

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ttpdta review part one 🤠

let me preface this by stating that i am a swiftie first and person second in this situation. i have grown up with taylor and feel as if shes my big sister- yes i can make fun of her but if i see anyone else do it i will get fiercely protective. i do understand her music is not only art but also her form of therapy. that being said, throughout these nonsense notes i am constantly mentioning that taylor should go to therapy. i am aware of what she has said about therapy (and why she doesn’t go) but i would beg to differ with her…especially after this album release lol.

taylor is an extraordinary storyteller and song writer. i believe this album is full of evidence of that, but it also has some faults that prevent from being as good as i felt like it could have been. overall the album feels rushed.

i also feel like it’s important to recognize the elephant in the room. i know we probably all expected this to be a joe breakup album, so the fact that it turned out to be a “fuck you matty healy” album shook us all a little bit. i know matty had a controversial history, im not gonna sit here and defend him. i don’t know much about him other than what is forced against my will. i do however know that he struggles with mental health issues/ substance abuse/ addiction. i’m not gonna comment much about his personal issues, i don’t feel like that’s right and taylor’s constant references to drugs throughout ttpd definitely rubs me the wrong way. i should also mention i grew up with an active addict and do view things from that perspective, so i feel slightly triggered by the topic and my feelings about that may just be personal but i do mention that in my notes when it’s relevant.

lastly, i am not a music production girlie idk shit lol. i only know i am a aaron dessner stan so any song with his name im already biased towards and i am aware, if u don’t like that idk what to tell u lol. i just know what i feel like is “good” or “bad” but music is subjective🫶🏻

1. Fortnight:

Hate the functional alcoholic part. Like the beat, the chorus is catchy. One thing i love about a taylor swift song is that theres always a story and its always visual. I like the metaphor of the “good neighbors” of like having this teasing/ longing feeling for someone that you could have had a life with. “Your wife waters flowers/ i want to kill her + my husbands cheating/ i want to kill him” feeling like you were robbed of her life, feeling “all my mornings are mondays stuck in an endless february” reminiscing about the short period of time where you were together and convinced it would last forever (only for it to end before it even started). I do not listen to much post malone but i enjoyed his verse!! So many florida references we get it everything bad happens in florida.

i have not seen the video yet oooopsies

2. Ttpd:

i thought this was the opening of Hey Stephen (the remix) or something at first. gotta say i absolutely love the way she sings “you left your typewriter at my apartment/ straight from the tortured poets department” i enjoyed the vibe of this song, and lyrics up until the “you smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate (OKAY SOOOOOOO ME CODED NGL I LAUGHED at this point i could let this lyric slide- bit then she had to mention the charlie puth and golden retriever thing and ngl it almost ruins the song entirely for me. Tbh when i first listened to the leak i thought this was a fake AI song and that i was sending around a fake leak bc these lyrics started to get a little weird to me. ‘Sometimes i wonder if youre gonna screw this up with me/ but you told lucy you’d kill yourself if i ever leave” …………girl i am begging you to see a therapist (side note did anyone else have a friend in hs whos bf would say that shit a lot?? I remember straight up fighting with a friend who refused to break up w her bf bc he would threaten to end his own life is she did and he was like 16? If an adult is saying that same shit i would be Very concerned not gossiping about it???) “i chose this cyclone with you” my first reaction was: ride the cyclone the musical? Overall i liked the first half but you lost me at charlie puth (hes the one with eyebrow right? I think i get him and miles teller mixed up) (i dont know who either of these men are)

3. My boy only breaks his favorite things:

Okay tbh i thought this was gonna be one of my least favorites, but the total opposite happened. I think this is one of my top 5 favorites on this album. I do think that there is a difference between a poem and a song and that they are not always interchangeable. I feel like if this was edited into a poem it would be KILLER. The visuals, the the story, the vocabulary, the sadness in it. “Im queen of sandcastles he destroys/ There was danger in the heat of my touch/ once i fix me/ hes gonna miss me/ i felt more when we played pretend then with all the kens / cause he took me out of my box” i feel like ever since folklore, taylors been trying to push these big fancy words and sometimes it feels awkward and forced, but this is one of the rare songs that doesn't suffer from that.

4. Down bad:

meh. Chorus is catchy. I dont love the narrative “fuck it if i cant have him/ i might just it would make no difference” but i also have never once experienced that over a person before lmao……….taylor go to therapy. Nothing really stands out about this to me otherwise. No offense, but it sounds like a generic jack antonoff song lol. Like maybe if another artist released this, i would enjoy it more but idk i wouldnt expect it from taylor i guess. Just kinda feels boring to me sorry if u enjoy it <3

5. So long, london:

oh man were done with british men now for real for real. “ two graves one gun. I'll find someone” its over for joe and matty (but thats fine if all she has to say about joe is what i think she said on this album i am happy i think We Get It…) Aaron dessner i love u (remember when he reposted me on his ig ahh).”i kept calm and carried the weight of the rift/ pulled him in tighter each time he was drifting away” + “I stopped trying to make him laugh/ stopped trying to drill the safe/ i didnt opt in to be our odd man out/ im pissed off you let me give you all of that youth for free” oof i FELT that one a LITTLE too hard. I think this is both a song about matty and joe- i think she had a life and an attachment to london just in general through both relationships, “im just mad as hell because i loved this place” and so reflecting back on how both are over and how all those plans with either are done. “You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days” OKAY kinda hate this phrase bc it feels like shes placing blame on whomever’s mental health/ depression, like as if they made the conscious decision to sacrifice the relationship solely. This very much feels like “how much sadness did you think i could take before i got bored???” overall top favorite songs bc it doesnt have too many cringey or odd lyrics and the production is 10/10 thank u aaron dessner ilysm king

6. But daddy i love him:

tbh when i got the leak this was the first song i listened to bc i thought it was gonna be the worst one and i wanted to get it over with (i was RIGHT until she dropped that second half……..) and i DIDNT have the lyrics obviously so i couldnt for the life of me figure out if she really said “im having his baby…..NO IM NOT!” until the VERY end of the song and bro…….the cringe. The cringe. The cringe. This is also when i started to question if this was real or if i was passing out a fake leak, lol. I dont understand how she could be saying this shit about matty. And like we all know it lol. “Sometimes growing up precocious sometimes means not growing up at all” …….but like does it??? I feel like thats kinda an oxymoron or something like i understand what shes trying to say and MOST of the time her metaphors and comparisons make sense to me but like this one doesnt. Growing up precocious means to grow up more advanced in maturity, how would that also mean not growing up at all? Is it just me getting stoned and overthinking things? “Ill tell you something about my good name/ its mine alone to disgrace” true that bestie ur doin a great job by being so politically quiet over the past couple of yeats after making a whole asss documentary about wanting to be on the right side of history. But I digress i am just one of those bitches performing soliloquies you'll never see. Overall this song is very weird and cringey imo and i wish it stayed in whatever vault it was sitting in lol.

7.Fresh out of the slammer: “In the shade of how he was feeling” -_- dont like this narrative already. I could honestly go on a rant about why i dont like this song but im going to spare for the sake of my sanity in this review of thirty one fucking songs but its along these lines “to the one who says im the girl of his american dreams” oh brother. otherwise i dont care for many of the lyrics, the chorus/ melody/vibe is mid i guess. It sounds like another jack song (i was right)

8. Florida!!!: “all my friends smell like weed or little babies” okay i know what she was trying to say but im SORRY you cant tell me she couldnt think of ANY other way to say her friends are either parents partiers lmao. Deserves jail for that but luckily the vibe and the chorus of the song are really catchy and florence’s voice is beautiful in it. “Well me and my ghost we had a hell of a time/ yes im haunted but im feeling just fine” CHILLS i loved it. I didnt think i would like this song but (maybe as much as i like no body, no crime which is meh) but no i lowkey love this song and think its really fun. Once again the drug references start to get heavy here in the album and like i mentioned i do get slightly triggered by drug mentions.

9. Guilty as sin?:

okay taylor we get it you masterbate. Another strong jack song and it’s pretty similar to others on the album so nothing besides the sexual lyrics stand out.

10. Whos afraid of little old me?:

“if you wanted me dead you should have just said/ nothing makes me feel more alive” ooooooooooh i love that. I feel like a live or an acoustic version of this song would give me CHILLS. “Is it a wonder i broke / lets hear one more joke/ then we can all laugh until i cry” honestly so relatable, “i was tame, i was gentle til the circus life made me mean” oh :( that hurt bc it just reminds me of the vibe shift during midnights era/ eras tour where it *feels* like she started to pull back from being taylor swift and started to become Taylor Swift (™) and the way her fans/ media has treated her made her mean or cold or something and that just makes me feel sad. “Whos afraid of little old me? You caged me and then you called me crazy! I am what i am cause you trained me! SO. WHOS. AFRAID. OF ME? Again the narcotics line kinda makes me feel icky but thats bc i have that thing about drugs and just dont LOVE all the references to them. Like i know its not that serious but theres a reason why i dont seek out artists that typically talk or write about that stuff ya know so its weird. Overall i think the production is one of the most unique ones on this part of the album.

11. I can fix him (no really i can):

i hate it all around i think. I hate the narrative of “i can fix him!! I can handle a dangerous man!!! No really i can!!!” there is a reason why this song is barely 3 mins long lol it should have been cut but i think taylor wanted to Be Edgy. i dont care for the productions or the lyrics, its very forgetful imo.

12. Loml:

okay i really thought this was gonna be a joe song (rip) so i was thinking it was gonna be really deep and sad and like it IS but with the context of it being the pt 2 fling with matty it doesnt seem like it now. Anyone who thinks this is not about matty please look at the lyrics and be so serious “whos gonna stop us from waltzing back into reklndled flames/ if we know the steps anyway” I think matty just said too much shit to taylor during their fling and taylor WAS truly convinced this her invisible string and he promised her a lot that he couldnt upkeep and ghosted her and she took it SUPER hard, i mean two breakups in one year is a lot (me, whos never been through a single breakup once). I just dont understand how she feels like matty is the greatest loss of her life. One of my favorite tracks on the album, “our field of dreams engulfed in fire/ your arsons match your somber eyes” a LOT of these lyrics are actually really good imo. I think im the only one that didnt find the “mr. steal your girl and make her cry” line idk i thought it was actually kinda neat, the phrasing of it, kinda contradicts the title “love of my life” because he was never that serious or respectful of her and only use her from the beginning. This is another song that i think would make KILLER poem over song. Overall i think the piano is haunting and a live version of this will make me die, thank u again aaron dessner 10/10

13. I can do it with a broken heart:

ngl i thought this was the opening to mastermind for a hot second- also gave me a scare on whether or not this was a fake leak lol. Catchy ass chorus but very YOYOK. “Breaking down i hit the floor/ All the pieces of me shattered/ as the crowd was shouting “more!” ooffffffff seeeeee that is exactly WHAT i was afraid she was feeling durning the eras tour after the joe breakup/ matty situation and all these stupid twitter and tik tok swiffers were out here overanalyzing EVERYTHING and demanding rep tv like every other day. “Im so depressed i act like its my birthday” …….okay taylor. Like a lot of people have said, i think she interchanges “depressed” for “sad” a lot and the two are not the same. I think taylor wrote this song (but specifically the “i cry a lot time but i am so productive” and was like “yup this part is gonna go viral on tik tok,” initially i wrote “feels like taylor saw that depression barbie commercial in barbie 2023 and wrote a song based on that” lol which i still agree with. Overall the production of this screams midnights reject lol, very jack antonoff. Over time this song has grown on me a lot. Originally i didnt care for it but now its kind of a bop but i think its bc its so similar to YOYOK. “Try and come for my job” @taylorswift deadass you couldn’t think of anything else to say instead. cmon. I was mostly on board until that very last part, just seemed very cheesy lol like its not a big deal but i thought it delivered well without it.

14. The smallest man who ever lived:

(aaron thank u for saving me and this entire album) “they just ghosted you/ now you know what it feels like” OUCH. “i dont even want you back i just want you to know/ if rusting my sparkling was the goal/ and i dont miss what we had but can someone give/ a message to the smallest man who ever lived” oh this was somber af. I am obsessed with the phrasing of the chorus. I also LOVE taylors deeper voice its def giving me the same feelings MTR gave me from folklore, that made me CRY and this was very similar. This is another classic taylor song that i could EASILY write like a ten page essay about if someone put a gun to my head. I know that its about a *romantic* relationship, but it feels general enough to be able to relate to anyone who is close to someone with an addiction or struggles with substances. A lot of addicts dont understand the impact of their addiction or their behaviors that they display while struggling. To meeeeee, this feels very much like “you were self centered and betrayed my trust, was any of this true? Real? Am i paranoid or is this that deep?” “it wasnt sexy once it wasnt forbidden” has me thinking lots of things. I think that describes taylors “type”if that makes sense? Like i said i would need to literally break this song down line by line like its ridiculous i have too many thoughts about this song i have listened to it on repeat six times by the time im typing this. “In public showed me off/ then sank in stoned oblivion” FUCK. “you treat her like an also-ran” honestly i have never heard of that phrase/word thank u dr. swift. “Were you sent by someone who wanted me DEAD/ did you sleep with a GUN underneath OUR BED/ were you writing a BOOK?/ were you a sleeper cell SPY? IN 5O YEARS WILL THIS BE ALL DECLASSIFIED?/ AND YOU’LL CONFESS WHY YOU DID IT!/ AND ILL SAY GOOD RIDDANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” tears were formed besties. Also love the gracie abrams reference. “And you deserve prison but you wont get time” i feel like is very metaphorical like you DESERVE to be punished for what you did to me but you won’t admit to the guilt, you wont admit your wrongdoings, you wont admit that i would have done anything for you and you have no problem replacing me. “You said normal girls were boring/ but you were gone by the morning” first of all red flag girlie, nonetheless heartbreaking. “And in plain sight you hid/ but you are what you did” i say this with all the love in my heart, someone take taylor swift to a really good really private therapist. I could say more but i think i need to move on because i am now on my eighth cyle of listening to this song.

15. The alchemy:

already kinda hate it. “What if i told you im back/ the hospital was a drag/ worst sleep i ever had” do you think taylor swift has ever been admitted to a real hospital in this context. Feels very out of place and like i said earlier i dont love the psych ward visuals/ references she keeps inserting in this album. “He jokes its heroin but this time with an e” thanks! I fucking hate that line so much. Feels very icky, not funny. I get what shes going for but it falls so flat for me. The football references (yall know my opinion on meathead!!!!!!!! I will not engage!!!) are fucking dumb. Production is kinda lame and uninterested. Will only listen to this song if by force and will not repeat it ive head enough lets move on.

i have Lots Of Thoughts. i don’t think anyone cares about what i have to say though so i don’t think i’ll bother posting the rest lol but i did do a lot of work so ill post just a bit to make myself feel better.

#personal #ts ttpd #ttpd #the tortured poets department

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harrysrealgf · 1 year

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Habit

bestfriendsdad!harry x reader

summary: you and your best friend, Lorelai (or Lora for short), make plans to hang out. you guys end up going to Lora's house, and her dad is sexy.

warnings: age gap, harry is a young dad (like gave had Lora at 15) y/n is 22, harry is 33. anywho. oral (both receiving) theres no actual smut in this bc i suck at writing it.. so just imagine. Lora is in her last year of HS

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Lora looked up to you like a mom when they were in school. Lora had just become a freshman, while you were in your last year of high school. You helped Lora through everything in high school even if you weren't there anymore.

Shed always tell you about her problems, and you always listened. You've always wanted to be there for someone like your big sister was to you.

“So your house?” you spoke as you and Lora were on the phone.

“Yeah, my house is fine. I think your my dads favorite friend of mine. He’s been asking when youre coming back over, like a weirdo.” She giggles and you hear an accusation ‘Hey!’ in the background.

“I'm just kidding!” she laughs. “I'll see you soon though, do you need a ride? My dad can give you one.” You nodded as if she could see you.

“Um yeah that'd be nice if it's not too much trouble. My car broke down so,”

“Okay I'll see you soon, and I'll give you my dad's number so he can text you when he's there.” you nodded again.

“Okay, love you bye, bye.” you smile.

“Love you,” she says as she hung up.

Right after the call, you got loras text and immediately texted it.

Y/n: hi loras dad. its y/n.

H: Call me Harry.

Y/n: ok harry :)

H: Could you send your address?

Y/n: oh yeah ofc! sorry lmfao

Y/n: *address*

H: No it’s okay.

some time after

H: Here.

You got your bag and headed to the rich-ass-looking car, assuming it was Harry's and not a strangers. You got in the front. You hated sitting in the back with cabs because you didn't want the drivers to feel lonely.

“Oh, y’sitting in the front?” he says with a slight smile.

“Sorry, it's a habit... I can sit in the back if you want?” you say shyly.

“No. Stay up here, this isn't a cab after all,” he smirked and motioned seatbelt and you put yours on. And he started driving.

“Even in cabs, I sit in the front. I just don't want them to be lonely,” you admit and he looks over to you and smiles.

“How sweet are yeh?” he inquiries teasingly.

“Thank you.” you blush.

The car ride was quiet after that. Painfully quiet. But finally, he turned on the radio.

“Sorry, it got t’quiet.” he admits.

“Yeah, I know.” you giggled.

“Y’laugh is pretty.” he smiles and looks at you.

“Thank you.” you blush again. “Sorry, you had to come all the way out here to get me... I know I live kind of far.”

“It's not a problem. Y’don't live t’far.” he grins. He finally makes a big move and puts his hand on your thigh. “I appreciate the company y’give Lora,” he said with his eyes straight on the road. You didn't have much to say. Or maybe you just couldn't say anything because you were so flustered.

His hand started to go up a little more and then he pulled up to the house.

“Well, here we are,” he smirks parting your thigh and lifting it up. He stops the car and opens his door to get out and politely runs to the other side to open your door. You mumble a ‘thank you’ as you guys walk up to the luxurious house door. He searches for the right key and heads inside. You follow him in.

“Lora! Y’friend is here.” he yells as lora comes running from her room.

“Y/n!!” she smiles and gives you a big hug.

“Lora! I missed you so much.”

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Some time passed and it was 12AM. You had gotten thirstier than a bitch and Lora was sleeping, so you went to the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge.

“Whatcha doin’?” You jumped.

“Fuck! Sorry!” you immediately apologized for cussing. “I’m getting water… sorry you scared me.” she blushed as she finally grabbed a water. Harry smirked.

“Whatcha doin’ up this late?” he asks.

“I just can’t sleep.” you open the water and take a drink.

“I think… I could help you…” he grins. You knew exactly what his plans were but you still wanted to act clueless.

“Like what?” you teased

“I could think of a few ways.” He smirked as he got closer to you and kissed you.

"Mhm... Just don't let Lora hear..." You said in between kisses.

"She did tell me she saw you like a ‘mom’… maybe stepmom?” he teases.

“Don’t say that Harry.” you smirk

Harry has found you attractive since you first came over last year. You came over maybe once a month.

“Y’know I’ve always found y’gorgeous. M’sorry its taken me this long t’make a move.”

“Its okay…” She hums.

“Can i eat you out?” He asks boldly. You nod in return.

“Get upstairs now. Lay on my bed. I know you know where my room is.” You nodded and went.

You’d been up there for what felt like an hour but was really 5 minutes.

“Good girl.” He praises. He laid on the bed and slowly took off your shorts and your panties.

“Prettiest pussy.” He smirks. “M’gonna destroy it one day.” He bites his lip.

He slowly enters a finger into your slit. He waits until you squirm to remove it.

“Fuck Harry.” you moaned. “Please faster.” He removed his fingers and you became annoyed. He put his mouth on your clit and sucked it for a little and then went to your slit and licked

He’d been doing that for a while. “I’m gonna cum. Please.” you moaned as you came on his tongue.

He swallowed your cum and moaned.

“Mm. Sweetest pussy too.” He licked his lips and laid beside her.

“Can i return the favor?” You ask innocently.

“Y’dont have to honey.”

“I want to.” You said as you put your panties and shorts back on and crawled on him.

“Fuck baby, Y’dont know what y’do to me.” He moaned as you rubbed his cock in his sweatpants.

You pulled his pants down and stroked his cock a couple times before putting your mouth on him.

“Oooh…” He moaned quietly.

You went all the way down his cock and back up after you gagged a bit. And then your phone went off.

You checked it just in case and it was Lora.

L: Hey i just woke up where’d you go?

“Um.. Harry… i need help.” you showed him.

“Just say y’went to the bathroom!” he freaks out pulling his pants back up.

Y/n: bathroom

“I should probably get back.” She smiles innocently.

“We should do this again sometime… But i dont like being cockblocked.” He chuckles.

“Im sorry. Ill make it up to you.” You smile as you leave the room.

You walk back into Loras room.

“There you are!” She smiled.

#harry styles #one direction #eddie munson #i love harry styles #harry styles is sooooooooo hot for what #harrystyles x reader #harrys house #harry smut #harry styles smut

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imagine-knb · 5 months

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aaah i think my message didnt go through last time i sent one, my internet is sooo finicky lol. but i’m so glad to see you all active again!! this blog got me through hs years ago so i feel kind of nostalgic going through it 🩵

i wasnt originally going to rq but could i maybe ask for how midorima would feel / react to dating takao’s twin sibling? except ironically they are the complete opposite of kazunari haha. thank you and welcome back !!

Standing in front of the familiar home, Midorima pressed on the button near the doorway. There was a chiming ring that echoed throughout the house inside, the doorbell alerting the family inside to their arriving guest. It was a sound Midorima had heard before – this wasn’t his first time at the Takao household – but for some reason, he couldn’t stop the building anxiety that had begun to fill up the space in his stomach. He glanced away from the doorway, finding it best not to be staring directly at the space a person would soon be emerging from.

He could hear footsteps. Loud and boisterous, it sounded like someone was barreling through the hallway at top speed. There was a crashing sound, like a piece of furniture had been bumped into. Muffled voices behind the door sounded like they were yelling, but he couldn’t make out the words. Midorima could already hear the grating laughter of his teammate behind the door and, as it started to click open, he found himself already twitching in annoyance.

“Kazunari, stop! You know that’s for me!”

Midorima watched as his teammate slipped out the front door, his attention turned back toward you. “Hold on a second, I just want to talk to him. Just go finish getting ready,” he called back into the house, sly grin already slinking onto his face as he clicked the door shut behind himself. When Kazunari finally turned his attention toward Midorima, the sly grin had morphed into faux authority. He spoke, voice deepened by an octave on purpose to sound intimidating. “Shin-chan.”

“Takao,” Midorima greeted back, his teammate’s name slow to come off his tongue. He was wondering what game Kazunari was playing at.

Midorima must have taken the bait, because in the next moment Kazunari was grinning again while crossing his arms over his chest. “So what are your intentions with my little sister?” he asked, voice interrogating.

Midorima quirked a brow. “She’s only younger by a few minutes,” he retorted, knowing you hated the way Kazunari would bring up the slight difference. When Kazunari shrugged, prompting Midorima to continue, he added, “Dinner and a walk through the park.”

“Very standard,” Kazunari nodded, as if impressed by Midorima’s straight forwardness. “And she’ll be home by?”

“10, the latest.”

“And you got condoms?”

Midorima spluttered, face going red just as quickly as it took Kazunari to break character, laughter bubbling out of him. At the same time, the front door opened wide once more and you stood there, glaring angrily at Kazunari with your own red-tinted cheeks. With a grip so tight, you were sure your nails were digging into his skin, you wrenched Kazunari back into the house, not caring how he yelped and nearly stumbled.

“I was just joking!” he protested as you slammed the door shut behind you.

There was a tense moment of silence as you continued to glare at the front door, still able to hear Kazunari laughing behind the thin wood. It wasn’t until you were sure the blush on your face had subsided that you decided to turn toward your date. Midorima was looking at you, his cheeks still tinted with color that contrasted his green hair.

It pulled a quiet sigh from you, your voice small. “Sorry about that. He’s… a lot.”

Clearing his throat behind a closed fist, Midorima nodded in agreement. “He’s always a lot,” he responded, the distaste he had for Kazunari’s antics evident in his tone.

As you stepped away from the doorway to your home, Midorima noted the way you walked with small and quiet steps. It brought a soft smile to his face, appreciating how gentle you were with your movements. Even as you took his hand in yours, your skin smooth and soft against his own calloused grip, he admired the relaxing air that seemed to always surround you. It brought him a sense of calm, one he craved, and it softened the hard edges of his ego that were built up around others.

Midorima squeezed your hand in his grip, finishing his previous thought. “You, however, I can never get enough of.”

He leaned down, eyes fixated on lips he desperately wanted to kiss—

Wham!

—before he was interrupted by your front door slamming open once more, Kazunari glaring from the entrance. “Hey, no kissing on my front lawn without protection! I don’t want her getting pregnant!”

“Kazunari!”

#midorima #takao

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thevoidstaredback · 27 days

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CW: Mentions/Implications of Transphobia, Religion, Aphobia

I do end up telling at everyone, btw. I'm a bit pissed off near the end.

I'm a bit pissed off still...

I think the main reason I haven't come out to my parents as AroAce is because they're both very conservative Christans (LDS). They grew up that way, and they raised me that way. While they're open minded about a lot of things, they're close minded about a lot of things, too.

Both are very family oriented, my mother moreso than my father. They both want me and my sisters to get married and have kids and I don't know how to break it to them that I don't want that.

I've tried telling them without coming out. "The best I can offer are cats." or "I'm not interested in relationships." or the one I've been saying since I was in my single digits "I'm gonna be the crazy cat lady. I can't do that if I have other people I have to take care of."

(Honestly, that last one shoulda been my first clue. How the hell did I not know until senior year of hs?)

Both parents have brushed me off or ignored me completely. On several occasions. My aunts have all done the same. Some friends have done the same. All with varying excuses that I've already mentioned here before (and on TilTok).

I think the worst part is that they're both a bit transphobic, my father moreso than my mother. Mom is a bit more open minded (at least that I've noticed). She's a bit confused, but does her best to understand. Dad is a lot less so. He's actively watching things that are transphobic in nature or in passing, though I think he's realized that shit makes me uncomfortable, so he doesn't listen to it when I'm around. Only when he thinks I can't hear. (Doesn't work very well. I've got crazy good hearing and he watches with his speakers on full blast)

I'm not trans, but I have friends who are. My thought process is, if they can't accept that people are sometimes born in the wrong body, how will they ever accept someone stepping way back from what they were raised on?

Okay, I know those two things probably to connect in the way that I'm trying to convey, but I- I don't know how to explain it?

How do I convince people that I don't fall into the norms they were raised in when they can't even accept the norms that have been since the time of gods?

Does that make better sense?

The Queer Community has been around since humans started to walk the Earth. How does one explain this to people without things going to absolute shit?

I think I've gotten a bit off topic...

How does one tell their parents (who have been dreaming about their children having children to the point of "cursing" us with triplets) that getting married or having kids is not in their plans?

How does one get past the years of (what I can only label some kind of manipulation attempts) convincing that having kids and getting married will be the best thing to ever happen?

As I'm sure my fellow Aspecs can relate or attest to, it's extremely hard to tell a heteronormative society that you don't quite fall in with them. It's equally as hard to tell s homonormative group that you don't quite fit in with them, either.

On all sides, we're being pushed and pulled to fall in love and have families and have romances and have sex and all of these things! I think the reason we (at least from what little I've seen) feel so lonely is because we have little to no support. People on all sides are telling us we're wrong. People who are supposed to be on our team are telling us we're wrong.

Do you know how much that hurts?

Straight friends, gay friends, trans friends, queer friends, even fellow Aspecs have all told me some version of "You just haven't met your perfect person yet."

Fuck you.

Fuck whoever has ever said that in their life.

Fuck whoever has said that to someone who trusted them.

That line, and any line like it, is harmful.

I'm sorry you can't look past your rose coloured glasses to see the world. I'm sorry you can't pull your head outta your partner's(s) ass long enough to realize that not everyone is like you.

Yeah, I'm yelling at all of you. No discrimination here.

....

I really did go off topic...

I guess I really needed all that off my chest...

Regardless, I don't take any of it back.

#aroace #aspec #crisis #how does one deal with this?#how do I come out in a place like this?#is anywhere really safe?#being targeted on all sides

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fansandtheic · 5 months

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May the Chaotic Singer's Story

I know the likelihood of you actu Please bear with me, my skill lies in singing and artwork (drawing/painting) I'm a dreadful writer.

I wanted to thank you and explain just how big this book may be to other abused souls out there. This book hit me as hard as reading Eldest since my riding accident in 2009.

Your most recent book, Murtagh, hit home big time. Your portrayal of Murtagh and Thorn's struggle with PTSD and prior abuses really reached my heart and soul. How it took Murtagh starting to die for Thorn to push past his fear reminded me how my sister saved me then how I was ready to run with her to ensure she never got physically harmed. I thought I was about to die one day at the hands of egg-donor. My put her own well-being at risk and it snapped me out of my fear. I started planning on how to run away with my sis next time we were up there.... It's like an hour drive from where we lived with Dad and we didn't know the way well but I didn't care. The physical and other worse abuse I could handle for myself but not my younger sister. (I was 14 she was turning 12 that fall). We never went back because Dad found out and of course protected us. He's an amazing Dad, just abusers are very good at hiding what they do.

I was only able to break 14 years of utter fear of that monster for someone I loved and would give my life for. That whole part where Thorn breaks that barrier in his mind I cried, a lot. I wish this book had been out when I was still in HS (graduated in 07) because maybe it would have kick started my healing earlier... But even now at 34 this book will help my journey to continue healing.

I'm still the black sheep, the most disliked in my family. I feel I'll never be truly loved by anyone by my Dad, my sister and her kids. I'll always be the outcast, especially thanks to being forced to do bad things due to pure terror of what IT would do to me. I still deal with people IT fooled into thinking she was some amazing person and mother.... I try to set the record straight but with people are so blinded.

Since I mentioned Eldest... That book didn't start hitting me as hard until after I developed Atypical Trigeminal Neuralgia on both sides after being thrown from my scared mare. - totally my fault for taking a skittish Arabian mare out on a windy day without locking the dogs up. The part where Eragon explains what it is like to fear moving wrong as the pain can trigger at anytime and for seemingly no reason.... I lived that every day since Oct of 09 to my 2 surgeries in 2021... And from July 2023 to current. The pain being called The Obliterator.... I shared a couple quotes with other TN sufferers and they had to know what author had such insight to chronic pain. A few said they'd be checking the books due to the insight that book showed.

Thank you, this was absolutely the book I needed to read right now. Your writing again gave me inspiration again to draw, and that's been somewhat rare in years to feel inspired.

You are helping people with your books. I can't wait to see what else this series brings, what your amazing mind and writing brings.

Thank you

~ May the chaotic singer

#fansandtheic #eragon #inheritance cycle #christopher paolini #world of eragon #murtagh #PTSD #Eldest #Atypical Trigeminal Neuralgia #chronic pain

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raphael-angele · 2 years

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It's Pride Month and I am an Aromantic Asexual

This is one of the experiences I went through as an AroAce.

Basically the entirety of my circle of friends is composed of LGBTQ+ people. My best friend (Aliyah) is bisexual but prefers women, Yangji is gay (mlm) and just came out (edited cuz i posted this saying he was Bi, preferring men but he just came out on FB). And my other best friend (Max) is also bi. There are like...2 or 3 people who are straight, the rest of us is bisexual or gay, excluding me, who's the only one who is AroAce. And I only came out as Ace when I was in around Grade 10 and I realized I was Aro around November of last year.

I went out some time ago with my friends and we went to Yangji's house cuz it's his birthday. And naturally, when you're invited to someone's birthday party, you get to meet people who you've never met. Some of those people were of our classmates from Junior High. (In my country, Grade 7-10 is Junior High. 11-12 is Senior High. I just finished Grade 11.)

One of them is Mika (she/her). Now, Mika is pansexual. And we were only classmates in Grade 7. We were different classes from 8-10 but still saw each other every now and then. This info is somehow relevant to the story.

At some point of the event, we were all in Yangji's room and we somehow got into the topic of LGBTQ+. Then Mika pointed out how gay our friend group is. We laughed it off cuz it's true. Then she said something about guys and sex and relationships. And I, being a snarky person at times, said that I couldn't really relate. Here's how our convo turned out

Mika: Wdym?

Me, realizing she doesn't know: Oh, yeah. I'm AroAce.

Mika: Huh?

Me: Aromantic Asexual.

Mika: I thought you were straight.

Me: So did I, but apparently not.

Mika: Doesn't aromantic mean you can't fall in love?

Me: Technically, yes.

Mika: O, so why do you say you're aromantic? You had a crush on Sam right?

Sam is a friend of mine that I was really close to cuz I saw him as a brotherly figure.

Me: No, I didn't have a crush on him. I mean, I was clingy and all but that's it.

Mika: That's not what I know.

Me: Well, what you know is wrong.

This is where it got a little heated

Mika: JD said you had a crush on Joaquin and Duke when you were in Elementary.

JD is an old classmate from Elem who went to the same school as me in HS. Joaquin was a friend from high school prep class. Duke is an elem classmate.

Me: Uh, no. I was just really close with them. I had a pick me girl phase so...

Mika: No, you definitely had a crush on them.

Me: And that's exactly how I found out I'm Aromantic.

Max: What do you mean?

Me: I mean, I found out I'm aromantic cuz when I looked back at my "crushes" I realized that they weren't really my crushes and that I never felt anything for them more than being a sister figure. And the only reason I admitted that they're my crush is because I'm tired of everyone telling me, "Hey, you have a crush on him, don't you?" "You like him, right?" "Don't deny it, you have a crush"

Cuz it's true. The only reason I had "crushes" is because people kept on forcing me to admit that I like that person. I gave in to the pressure of calling them my crush. Also, I only had like, 3 "crushes" my whole life. I'm freaking 17 now. I never even had a fictional crush, despite how much I like fictional characters more than real people.

---As for being Ace---

Most instances where I was questioned for being Asexual, it's either people telling me I can't be Ace cuz being Ace isn't real since everyone has sexual desires or people asking me how I know I'm Ace when I haven't experienced it yet.

First of all, I don't know if I'm entirely Ace, there's a chance that I'm Aegosexual, which means I'm not against the idea of sex just being a part of it which should also explain a lot of things about the second part; I don't wanna have sex cuz of various reasons, reasons I cannot explain in words.

I'm not really sexually repulsed, I like reading smut and sex scenes but actually seeing people do it is a no for me.

But this is only one of the experiences of being aroace. My parents were more than supportive that I'm aroace. My mom was actually grateful cuz it means I wont get pregnant or into any relationships so it saves me the heartbreak. I don't think she fully understands it but hey! she gets the concept... I think...

#pride #aroace #aromantic #ace #asexual #aro #pride month #pride month 2022 #queer #lgbtq #lgbt #bisexual #gay

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ana-dahlia404 · 3 months

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I Guess I would blame my mom and sister for my need to be skinny cause they were skinny and small like my mom a short tiny woman my sister a skinny pretty emo tumblr girl but me I was this potato elementary schooler trying to be in their world and be like a woman or something keep in mind this was back in 2009 and my sister would point out if I ate anymore i would get fatter so I stopped then at dinner I would refuse desert and then my mom would get mad and say I had an ed when I really just didn’t want dessert flash forward to middle school I join athletics to get skinny the uniform was an oversized t shirt and basketball shorts and somehow I still got called fat by one of the boys some how that triggered me I pushed harder in athletics joined track and soccer got the best mile times and all I ate during all of middle school water and a bag of chips still wasn’t enough because during that time my boobs decided they wanted to be 32Ds in 8th grade which made me feel so insecure cause all the smaller girls had small cute boobs but I was small but I had huge boobs which made me feel worse my mom would make fun of the way my boobs would bounce when I run but I think she was mad cause her and my sister had perfect A cups but to them they were too small then my feet weren’t small enough I had the same shoes size as them but my feet were apparently wider I’m a size 5 in woman’s. Let’s just say shopping for anything was torture then flash forward to hs I tryout for the dance team didn’t make it the first time confidence all time low then second year finally make then during a dress rehearsal me and another girl get called out infront of all these tall skinny girls because our boobs were too big for the tiny ass costume she called it distracting then another time she called out a girl cause her boobs were sagging in the uniform dance teams are terrible with those who already have issues with their bodies this woman made the whole team get to practice an hour early to do intense Zumba and ab workouts because she believed we were all out of shape and need to work on our swimsuit bodies and get well shaped butts.flashing to senior year I quit that dance cult and finally feel good about my self and free but then prom comes around and it seems the guys say that they aren’t going but then I find out they asked another girl I ended up going alone to prom with a dress I didn’t know where to get tailored cause my mother decided to peace out that year so I’m wearing an unflattering dress with ugly makeup I didn’t know how to put on none of my close friends wanted to go to prom so I sat alone watching my other friends have fun safe to say I did cry.Gaduation comes I didn’t have anyone to go dress shopping with I end up going straight home after graduation no one showed up for mine but all five family members showed up for my sister and brother…tbc…

#4n0r3xia #tw ana diary #th!n$p0 #storytelling #oversharing #sorry for being depressing

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mindthejay · 6 months

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We Miss You All

I remember back in Highschool there used to be 10 of us, 6 boys and 4 girls, 2 of them A and Y who were bestfriends (let's just call them this for the sake of the story) they were the class clowns, and always had loud laughter that you can hear from down the hallway and always wore big smiles. They were always happy and had witty jokes to lighten up the mood whenever we were bored or under the weather. Graduation came and we had the best day of our lives, aiming high and dreaming big. Then after the celebration, we went our separate ways. 5 years later, one of my bestfriends in HS who seldom message me- J, told me that A had passed away due to a lung complication, but his passing was not due to covid, this was in 2020 and happened during Covid, restrictions were tight, that's why I couldn't see him one last time. Y was devastated when she found out that her bestfriend passed away, I knew she'd take it the hardest because they were like brother and sister, totally inseparable. Then 3 years later, again my bestfriend J from HS messaged me that Y had passed away leaving her children and family devastated in the wake of her passing. The news doesn't end there though, on the same day J told me that the mother of one of my bestfriends, also from HS- C, passed away. His mother was our Values teacher and she was a lovely lady who had a huge faith in God, sadly she passed away due to health complications. This time I had the opportunity to go to both of their funerals. As J, C, and I sat there remembering the great times and epic fails we had during HS. We couldn't help but feel the weight of the passing of our friends and family, C's true emotions showed up and he felt so helpless and hopeless. Both J and I tried to lighten up the mood and gave a couple encouraging words, but I knew it wasn't enough to cover the huge gap in C's heart. We said our goodbyes to C and went straight for Y's funeral. Again, the atmosphere was heavy and J and I didn't know everyone there except for Y's mother, we sat there and tried to recall every silly thing Y has ever done during our HS days, and we also talked about how she was there for J when times were tough. I on the otherhand, never saw Y since our HS graduation, so it was really heart breaking. Death is the end of our flesh, but it is also the beginning of our eternity. Death is the reminder that life is fleeting so you should make things count in this life. Our class always wanted to have a reunion, but this isn't the reunion we had hoped for. Losing someone special will always feel like a part of you is missing. God bless the souls of the departed and God bless the loved ones they left behind.

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thelibraryofflowers · 1 year

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The Short Book of Mortals (8)

☘ Hey everyone! For today, I'm going to be giving Mars and Everly proper introductions. First off, because of when they were born, they're technically chapter 2 characters. However, they live in Minneapolis, meaning that they probably won't have many interactions with the chapter 2 Tall Ark crew. They still have some other chapter 2 friends, though... Anyways, despite how long this introduction is, this will be a pretty short post.

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〖Mars Anthony Montgrez〗 > he/him // bisexual > 5'10" > 15 > African, Spanish > October 27th, 2025 > Older brother of Everly Montgrez, son of Josh Montgrez and Felisha Ollerenshaw. Currently in some form of a relationship with Wyatt Henderson, once had some form of a relationship with Alisha O'Donnell. Attends Green Valley High, which is the same school as other chapter 2 characters Sophia Fernandez and Kim Koshi (though Sophia and Kim most likely would've graduated/be finishing hs, I haven't finalized their birth years). 〖about〗 Mars is a rather quiet, bookish person. However, thanks to his relaxed nature and fairly logical view of the world, he's somehow ended up befriending the popular crowd at his school. He's always been protective of his younger sister, and despite being considered tough, those who know Mars well know he's actually quite a sensitive person (who has an inordinate amount of commitment issues).

〖Everly Fiona Montgrez〗 > she/her // undecided (most likely straight or aroace) > 5'7" > 13 > African, Spanish > May 17th, 2027 > Younger sister of Mars Montgrez, daughter of Felisha Ollerenshaw and Josh Montgrez. 〖about〗 All I have in my notes for Everly as of right now says that she "is the embodiment of the vibe the show Just Add Magic gives off", and it's not wrong. She loves nature, books, baking, and most of all, spending time with her brother. Appearance-wise (because I never seem to say how my characters look): -> Mars and Everly have hair that is the exact same shade of brown -> Like their mom, both of them are covered in freckles. -> Mars has light brown skin, while Everly's is closer to their mom's light golden color -> Everly has the same green eyes as their mom, while Mars has one green eye that is the same shade and one blue eye -> Everly has vitiligo -> they both have golden lockets that their dad gave them. Everly wears hers 24/7, but Mars doesn't wear his often.

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Thank you so much for reading! I'll try to include more about how characters look in upcoming posts, but of course, it's not as easy when they aren't siblings. I hope you enjoyed learning more about these two! Take care, drink some water, and have a nice day.

#oc intro #wip #tsbom

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vannybarber · 3 years

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The Prenup: Part Three

Summary: After four years of being together and finally being engaged, Chris wants you to sign a prenup.

Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, chris getting his ass handed to him, a lot of pain.

Part One Part Two

After Chris' little sob moment, he got his shit together and went back to where his family was. There was no way he was going to get you back crying like a baby when he was at fault. He needed to fix this, but you had to be on board in order first

He sits back on the couch, his mother and siblings not even realizing he entered the room, for they were having their own squabble. Scott's voice being the loudest out of everyone of course.

He sees his phone and goes to grab it. Carly notices him and speaks up.

"Chris is there anywhere you think she could be? Any place you guys have gone that's sentimental or something?" She's trying her best, but it wasn't enough. For all Chris knew, you could've been in numerous places. Everywhere you went was special.

When you both aren't working, you're on an adventure after another. You both loved to explore and were the perfect partners for each other to do it. You guys had traveled everywhere.

"I have no idea. I really fucked up and I don't even know where to begin to fix this" he breathes out, voice wavering gradually at every word. "Why do I always do this?"

It's Lisa's turn to speak up. "Do what?"

"Why do I always sabotage everything good in my life? Specifically love. It's like whenever it gets too good to be true, I back away. This time, I decided to wait four years to mess this up."

"Chris," Shanna calls. "You have a good woman." She pauses. "A great woman. She has put up with your shit and gave up so much to be with you. That's exactly what you wanted. Someone to really prove their love for you and she did that. You cannot go back on that now."

"Look how that's going." Scott doesn't fail to add a snarky remark.

"Scott I'm not going to tell you again. Quit it." Lisa barks and pops the back of his head. Scott goes silent.

"Okay but what if I messed up for good this time?" He looks up and straight at Shanna. "I have never seen her like this. I don't think anyone has ever hurt her this bad before." And he was right. You'd never experienced this much emotional pain before and the love of your life is to blame.

"Well you don't know that unless you find out. You can't just sit around here and feel sorry for yourself because believe it or not, you have no reason to." Shanna is completely right. Now it was up to Chris. But first he needed to figure out where you were.

He grabs his phone and goes to your contact. He finds you and clicks. All your info pops up and he debates on whether he should call or message. As he's deciding, his eyes wander lower to the location box. He sees your icon on the map.

His mouth opens, but nothing leaves it. Your location was on. It had been on the entire freaking time.

"Chris what's wrong?" Lisa walks over and the kids perk up.

"Y/N's location has been on all this time. I can see where she is now!" He clicks your icon and waits for it to load. A little hope has risen inside of him. One step closer.

"Well this is good. Now you can go to her. I just hope she doesn't want to kill you when she sees you." Shanna scratches the back of her neck because she knows what you're capable of.

Last year, your sister's boyfriend was messing around with your cousin's girlfriend and it got exposed at the dinner table infront of everyone.

Chris and his family had been invited and everything was going great. But then one of your other cousins decided to start some mess and pointed out how it was so strange that they were so close and always hung out together. They weren't wrong either.

Turns out they've been hooking up behind their backs for a while and all hell broke loose. Your sister and cousin are both very sensitive people. Their feelings get hurt fast and this absolutely tore them to pieces. That pissed you off and you went straight for the girlfriend. Then you went for the boyfriend but only got a kick to the spleen before Chris snatched you up.

She went to the hospital with a broken nose and dislocated jaw. The boyfriend had pain in his spleen for weeks on end. You apologized to the Evans' for your riveting hospitality, but Scott backed you up and stated that 'you did what you had to do'.

From that day forward, they did not get on your bad side. But you'd never hurt them. You had a great relationship with all of them. Something rare with in-laws. But not the Evans'.

Your location finally loaded and you were pinned at the Liberty, almost an hour from where you guys lived. Chris didn't even need to ask himself why you were so far away. He knew why.

"Okay I found her. She's at a hotel about about an hour away. Who knows what she'll do next, so I need to go right now." He moves to get his jacket and shoes. Slipping them on he grabs his keys and heads out the door, yelling an 'I'll be back soon' just before closing it.

Pregnant, tired, once again and alone. This should not be the case. You should be at home with your fianceé discussing how you'd break the news to your families about your new addition. But instead, there you are eating Domino's and binge watching the first and only season of a new show you found to get your mind off of things.

Its about a district attorney who's son had been found as a suspect for the murder of his schoolmate. What didn't help was the fact that the father, Andy Barber, looked almost identical to Chris. And the way Andy would interact with his son had you thinking about how he would react to your little surprise.

Would he be happy? Would it be too much for him? Seeing that you guys had just now got engaged after 4 years, you didn't see him too excited to add a baby in just yet. You hadn't even gotten married. Not to mention you just pushed that off the table.

You got your mind racing again, so you turned off the show and just sat quietly, succumbing to your thoughts. First, you guys needed to solve your problem before you tell him anything of the current events. Should you call him and tell him to come over? How were you gonna approach him?

Staying mad was off the table as soon as you saw the pregnancy results. You had to be mature for your new family. That meant pushing aside your anger and solving this prenup issue. Then you'd tell him about the baby. You just needed the chance.

And your chance had arrived when Chris pulled up to the parking lot of the hotel. Your icon was still at the location. He rushed to get out and inside, heading to the front desk.

"Hi! Is a Y/N Y/LN checked in here?" His fingers tap the counter in anticipation. The clerk is taken aback but checks the computer infront of him anyway.

"Uh, no sir there isn't anyone here by that name." The clerk shook his head and looked back up at him. Chris sighs and thinks. An idea comes to his head. It doesn't sound reasonable, but he had to at least try it.

"Okay um..how about a Y/N Evans?" The clerk looks back at the computer and types.

"Yes! There's a Y/N Evans in room 263 on the 3rd floor." Chris' heart leaped. You used his last name. After all that went down, you still went by his last name. He was gaining hope by the minute.

"She's my fianceé. Is there a way I could have a key to her room? It's super important" he begged.

"Well we're not allowed to give room keys out randomly. It's policy. But I could call up to confirm with Ms. Evans, if you'd like?" Chris accepted the offer, but not before correctly the clerk to calling you Mrs. Evans.

You jump slightly when you hear the phone ring. You stretch your arm and pick it up from the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mrs Evans! I have a-"

There was a pause before he continued,

"Mr. Evans down here at the lobby that wants to see you. Should I send him up?"

You swear in that exact moment all the saliva in your mouth dried up and your mouth was sealed shut. He had found you and and wanted to see you. But how? Anyways, you had to face him sooner or later. You freaking live together and you can't stay at that hotel forever.

"Mrs. Evans? Are you alright?" You snap out of your immobile state and clear your throat.

"Um..yes. You can send him up." You scold yourself for not putting up a bigger fight. But what for? It would only make shit worse than it already was.

"Alright ma'am. He'll be up shortly."

"Okay thank you." You quickly slam the phone on the receiver and let your body hit the mattress. Well, there's no turning back now.

You don't know how long you were laying there, but it couldn't have been long because you heard a knock at the door. You shoot up and stare at it.

Another knock.

"Y/N?"

You move your body towards the door taking a deep breath. You can do this Y/N. Get it together. This is Chris for goodness sake.

You turn the knob and pull the door back, Chris coming into view staring right back at you.

"Hi baby."

pls- this dramatic ass ending 😭 this was gonna be the last part, but dialogue/ just kept coming at me as I was writing 🥴.

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orieriee · 3 years

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Genshin Impact Characters in Highschool Setting pt. 1

Ft. all the playable characters in mond

My Masterlist

Part 2 here

Mondstadt Highschool:

Albedo:

Art student that is good in chemistry and is in the student council

Has a fanbase at school because he's a pretty boy :>

Definitely the quiet kid that pays attention in class

Chem teacher loves him

Eats at the rooftop with Sucrose

Amber:

In the same class as Albedo

In the archery club or charity club (?) that's for sure

Popular among the girls

Always helping the teachers out👍

Kick bullies in the face

Barbara:

School's idol for sure

In choir club

Has a fan club, y'know Albert's the leader

Received many love confessions but turned down all of them

The girl who received the most chocolate in Valentines/White day

Bennett:

The always helping out boy

People bully him for being so unlucky

WHO DARES TO BULLY MY BOY BENNETT I'M GOING TO KICK THEIR ASS

As we all know, best friends with Razor

And Fischl

They always eat together at the rooftop

In the adventure club. Or any outdoor clubs

Diluc:

The older student, maybe in senior year?

He was in student council for a year before quitting.

The quiet but rich kid. So he's popular, but he doesn't hang out with everyone

Has groups of girls who simp over him but pay no attention, Donna for example

One of the student who receives the most chocolate in Valentines day

Diona:

Diona is not a high school student but she's in the Mond's elementary school across Mond's high school.

Older than Klee

Sometimes when her dad is busy, Diluc picks her up from School because her family lives near his neighborhood

Loves cats.

Eula:

Classmates with Diluc

In the student council... You can already guess all the student council's members at this point

The serious smart girl but is actually a softie

She's also in the dance club

Many are secretly crushing on her but never confessed as Eula has a bad rumor going around her

Fischl:

Not in the same class as Bennett but visit them on lunch break

Because she doesn't really have friends POOR FISCHL I WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND 😭

Talk to her imaginary friend a lot

I feel like Fischl and either be in the book club or anime club🤔

She's very quiet in class but she's very talkative around Bennett and Razor

Jean:

Yup... You already guessed it, the student council president

Straight A's student

Teachers always count on her

She's very dedicated on her position as the student council's president

Very strict with the rules... Delinquents hate her but are also scared of her

Kaeya:

Another member of the student council

Girls are head over heals for him

Even boys

Are either friends with the delinquents or enemies with them

Basically the main popular guy in HS, everyone knows him

No one around him knew he's Diluc's brother. Only a few actually.

Klee:

Not a high school student but she's also in the Mond's elementary school across Mond's high school.

Albedo's little sister so Albedo picks her up after school

But sometimes Albedo brings her to the student council's office, she sometimes messes documents up

Jean adores her but she, well, kinda finds her annoying so she's strict about her

Lisa:

One of the teachers there, friends with Klee's and Albedo's adoptive mom Alice

She's very young but is very talented

Razor's adoptive mother

Students either love her or hate her

She's very strong. No delinquents dare to go near her

Oh and make sure you return things to the library on time

Mona:

You know the girl who you think is, well, dumb but is actually smart?

Yeah that's mona, she's actually witty

Broke student, sometimes eat alone in the toilet Mona, No ಥ_ಥ

Or eat fresh air for lunch... Or water from the fountain

Doesn't really have friends too? Just a couple of school friends but not close

Noelle:

She works hard to be in the student council 😭

Always helping friends and teachers out

VERY VERY KIND, the kind kid but often mean people want to manipulate her😔

If there was an award for the best student, Noelle will probably get it

Joined a karate club once so don't mess with her

Razor:

Bennett's desk buddy so they're technically best friends

Friends with Fischl too

His english score is a mess, don't ask me why ✋🙄

Is embarrassed calling Lisa "mom" because he's not used to it, but he still loves Lisa a mother figure

Came from the village so he's a village boy :>

Rosaria:

She probably smoke in school lol

Got forced into the choir club

Yes, is part of the delinquents but good delinquents y'know what I mean,, that the one that doesn't seek troubles

Usually hangs out with Kaeya but is fed up with Kaeya's crap

The cool emo girl that can kick anyone's asses

Sucrose:

Desk buddy with Albedo

THE SHY KID™ and a nerd, straight A's student, delivers the best explanation to a teacher's question

Everyone in class ships her with Albedo but they're just a couple of nerd buddies😎

The mean or popular girls that are simps of Albedo hates her because she's close with him 😔

But don't worry, Albedo always look after her👍

Or maybe it's the other way around

Venti:

I wanna say the school's ghost, like Nearly Headless Nick in Harry Potter but nah

Music teacher, also teaches choir club

Has a rumor that he's an alcoholic but he doesn't really show signs of him being an alcoholic in school

It's because his husband died in a tragic accident

He's friends and likes to hang out with a certain teacher and his kid from another high school

Students love him because he's fun to be around 👍

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from-a-reckless-writer · 3 years

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"You Belong With Me" by Taylor Swift but it's SuperCorp+Andrea Rojas HS AU that I'm too lazy to write into a proper fic so here have vibes:

Kara moves in with the Danvers and gets the room whose window is opposite Lena Luthor--girl next door.

Kara's first few nights she notices Lena's always hunched over some book in her room, which allows her the opportunity to stare freely. Alex catches her in the act, calls her "Creep." then slams the door on her way out.

One night, the Danvers sisters are left alone in the house. Alex sneaks out to a party and Kara deems it safe to blast out the entire Legally Blonde The Musical OBC Recording and went all out in her one woman show, live for one night only.

Lena watches it all from the safety of her room. Math assignment abandoned in favor of watching her next door neighbor do the whole 'Whipped Into Shape' choreography.

The next morning, Lena sits down next to Kara in Science class. Right after the class is dismissed and Kara stands up to go, she hears a voice speak. "I like your rendition of 'So Much Better'"

Kara freezes. Lena throws her a smile before walking out the door.

It hits her on her way home; Oh god, she saw me through the window!! but more importantly, oH MY GOD SHE LISTENS TO SHOW TUNES TOO?!

Two weeks later, Kara sits in front of her desk thinking hard. Frustrated, she thumps her head on the wood. When she looks up again, Lena is smiling at her from her window. Kara blushes, looks away, tries to focus back on her assignment. But she can't resist one last look. And there, Lena Luthor holds up a pad with the words, "Hard assignment? Need help??"

And thus a mutual correspondence was born.

The first time they hang out together, Kara was so nervous she rambled for 3 whole minutes straight. Lena just smiled. "You're cute," she told Kara.

In her quest to get to know Lena Luthor more, Kara discovers Lena has a girlfriend. Lena likes GIRLS!!! Specifically, Lena likes one girl. Specifically that girl's name is Andrea Rojas.

Kara catches them making out in Lena's room. Lena must've forgot to close her blinds. Kara closes her own curtains instead. Clicks off her light for good measure.

Months go by, Lena becomes an almost permanent fixture in the Danvers household. Kara visits the Luthors only once. Lillian merely raising a brow at her not even shaking her hand.

And then, Kara falls and falls. deeper and deeper.

Lena gets farther and farther from her each time she sees her get picked up by Andrea.

The time Lena doesn't spend on Andrea, she spends on Kara. She spends it complaining about her girlfriend. How tired she is of drama, how Andrea always takes Lillian's side, how Andrea didn't call again, how Andrea never seems to listen to her, how Andrea--

"Then break up with her," Kara snaps. "I can't," Lena whispers. "Kara, I love her." Kara shuts up after that.

They don't talk for two weeks.

Lena makes the first move. Kara chances a glance out her window and Lena is there, holding up her pad. "I'm sorry. I miss you."

Alex calls them, "Dorks."; tells them, "Phones exists for a reason.". Eliza calls it, "Cute."

Lena sleeps over one weekend. Kara realizes she wants to wake up to Lena's face every morning of her life.

"Shit, shit, fuck, Kara. It's 11!? Why didn't you wake me? I gotta go, Andrea's gonna kill me. I'll see you on Monday!"

That was that.

"Did Lena and Rojas break up?" Alex asks her one afternoon. "No. Why?" Kara frowns. "Andrea hooked up with that Rogers guy last night. I saw them."

Kara tells Lena because It's my job as her best friend, Alex. "Are you sure you're telling her cos she's your best friend? Or are you telling her cos she's only a best friend." Kara refuses to answer her sister.

Lena still doesn't break it off with Andrea.

Kara gets shitfaced for the first time in her life. Alex covers for her; tells Eliza she's sick, tells Lena--well, Kara doesn't really care much for whatever Alex tells Lena.

They don't talk for another two weeks.

There is a three word sentence on one of the pages of Lena's paper pad. She doesn't have the heart to erase it. She doesn't have the heart to show it to Kara either.

Lena breaks it off with Andrea, three days before Prom. She still hasn't heard from Kara. Kara's curtains are drawn closed every time she looks over.

Prom night comes around. Lena's wearing an elegant maroon dress with a plunging neckline. She turns to pick her face powder, she sees Kara's curtains drawn open. She grabs the first blank paper she gets her hand on.

"Going tonight?" she hastily scribbles.

"No, studying." Kara gives her a shy smile for the first time in three weeks.

Lena writes, hesitates, breathes.

"Wish you were."

Kara scrambles for her sketch pad, the one full of sketches of her best friend, the one which last page contains, "I LOVE YOU." written in permanent marker.

Lena's out the door by the time, Kara looks up.

"Why aren't you dressed?" Alex barges in through her door. "Uhh 'cos I'm not going to Prom?"

Alex smacks her on the head, calls her an "Idiot.", throws her a midnight blue three-piece suit that Eliza had apparently rented. "Just in case, you changed your mind." Eliza had said.

Kara arrives late. Lena is nowhere to be found.

When Kara's eyes land on her, Andrea has one hand wrapped around Lena's wrist.

There is panic for a brief moment. Then, heartbreak. Of course, Lena is going to choose Andrea.

But then- "It's over Andrea." she hears and then she stands there frozen as Lena leaves the gym.

She sees Sam mouth, "Go after her!", feels Alex nudge her into action and then Kara is off.

"Lena wait!"

"Kara? But I thought-"

"I changed my mind," Kara quickly blurts out. "You said you wished I was here, so..." Kara shrugs her shoulder in an attempt to be nonchalant. "Here, I am."

"I don't know what to say," Lena murmurs.

"Then don't say anything."

Kara pulls out a piece of paper from the inside of her suit, Lena stares on wordlessly. Kara carefully unfolds the paper, Lena stops breathing.

I LOVE YOU.

For two beats Lena doesn't respond and Kara feels like her heart is going to beat its way out of her chest. Lena slowly opens her clutch, plucks a crumpled piece of paper.

I LOVE YOU.

#and then they kiss!#You Belong With Me randomly came on and I was hit with that AU and I couldn't not let the idea out.#SO uh there u go.#u get a bulleted fic too long to even be bulleted #anyways happy supercorp sunday i guess #the reckless writer writes #a supecorp fic of sorts #supercorp #supercorp fic #supercorp au #rcklss writes

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maiis-old-shit · 3 years

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Hello hello!! Might you have any BenaPuff headcanons? If not, just some Benatar headcanons perhaps?

OK SO I RARELY END UP LIKING BENAPUFF BUT I HAVE *ONE* LONG HC FOR IT AND ITZ THE ONLY WAY I CAN SEE IT HAPPENING- - Ben and Puff play gay chicken in highschool (yknow that one game where if u chicken out of kissing the other dude, ur the gay one) Benatar can’t finish the game so he getz called gay and itz sad boi hourz for him - thats the only way puff actually figures out his feelings but hes like “thats a problem for another day, im straight lol” and continues making fun of ben like the rest of the gang - so uhh slowburn moment - confession scene be like “hey remember in highschool when we played gay chicken-” Benatar has no wordz :| ANYWAY BENATAR TIME BECAUSE COMFORT CHARACTER GO BRR (I bully him, he has no rights here/j) - hc that he has those stupid ugly emo bangs is cuz he has a lazy eye and doesnt wanna be picked on more, more evidence for this hc is from Tig Ol Bitties where he only covers one eye (i assume the lazy one lol) - was super talkative in highschool, someone asked why he talked so much and he never spoke again hadvfsd-

- his legs snap in literally every animation from era 2 (after studio ladybug was fired rip) so yknow my boy got that calcium deficiency

- this is rlly simple but his fav colours blue - that being said, he only eats cool ranch Doritos specifically Because they are blue

- his keytar is a comfort item since he literally never lets go of it, and he got his dads tie when he was moving out so he always wears it - his mom taught him piano, she was nice about it (unlike mY mom smhh) - got a piercing on the “straight” ear in hs, found out later he wasnt and realized it was all for nothing - grew up in a conservative catholic household, ended up emo (his mom freaked when he got a piercing so he was never allowed to get anymore), has a younger sister!! she is a gremlin and he does not like her :// - AXEL WAS HIS FRIEND FROM CHILDHOOD CUZ THEIR MOMS KNEW EACH OTHER AND THATS WHY THEY LOOKED SO SIMILAR IN GEN ONE CUZ THEY WERE BOTH JUST COPYING EACH OTHER (they are besties and you cant prove me otherwise)

- he is incelcore im sorry, if yfm was made in 2021 he would be browsing reddit - he’s bi cuz self projection - no one lets him cook, he can cook, but brits arent allowed in the kitchen (and most of the band worries he might snap one day and poison them) - what if i told you he’s actually not british and got his accent from watching british television as a child (this ones a joke but its funny to think about)

#ok now no ones gonna ask me abt benatar cuz i went insane #in my defense its bc i love him #anonymous #yfm #yfm headcanons #imagine infodumping #maii speakz #ask

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berrykook · 4 years

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bloom (demon!y!hs) (nsfw)

do not read if you are not into yandere fic! hs is a demon jackass pls save urself!

in which hoseok finds you in his garden and his love begins to bloom

contents: demon!yandere!hoseok, kidnapping, manipulation, oral (f receiving), sex!!! i gotta spoil it they fuck! and hoseok kinda says some...sub stuff idk :/

word count: 5.2k

a/n: thanks for the requests ! <3 i got off track from building this universe and i ended up sorta negating the law that demons and angels can’t interact buttttttt reader still kinda has a moral dilemma ? >.<

IMPORTANT before they start fuckin, reader has a moment of confusion and suspects that hoseok has intentionally magically warped her mind into consenting but that’s not the case reader is just dumb! thank u also i don’t know much about flowers or hell so i’m sorry if any info is incorrect :( lmk and i will fix immediately (and let’s pretend hoseok’s dog is a girl bc i didn’t know that until googling it for this fic)

and mb that this is coming a month after i said it would :( school is beating my ass hard anyways pls enjoy

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Hoseok once had a mother a mere three-thousand or so years ago and she named him well. His name fell off her tongue in a major key and rang across acres and through caverns. She never failed to say his name in gargantuan font to be heard across nations; the syllables “Ho-seok” had chimed through shadowy deserts of Hell, Heaven, and Earth for as long as he lived. Hoseok was always big and known - a beacon of diabolic energy; it was his birthright.

His mother was long gone, but remained in a photograph which he always kept on his person (demon?). It was supposed that even immortals had to walk forward into new lives after some time. His father had been around for around one hundred years after, and his sister had moved on when he was barely a thousand. The only companion of Hoseok’s, the only one left, was a shih tzu who followed him even when he treated her with indifference. Hoseok had great power and an abundance of Earth men who sold him their souls, but the loneliness which plagued him was indescribable.

“News for you, my Lord. Taehyung has declared he is but one sure meeting from stealing the Park soul for work to complete in the Circle of Fraud. He has said to be back in less than a fortnight.”

The assistant, doe-eyed and snake-tongued, stared at the wall behind Hoseok as he recited the news from one of hell’s most talented demons, who was currently on a sabbatical to inspect the soul of an Earth man with an itch to be with a woman he saw on the train a year prior. Taehyung had come bustling into Hoseok’s quarters one day, spewing gibberish about the perfect human to become his next target. Hoseok’s chest twinged a bit when Taehyung explained that this Park Jimin schmoe had been stalking this woman for months and was willing to practically sell his soul to be with her (enter Taehyung). “How wonderful,” he said wistfully, yearning for a perfect confidante like this Jimin character had found. At Hoseok’s glassy expression, Taehyung had to withhold a shiver.

Hoseok took a long moment to respond. He stared at his assistant, wondering if he, too, yearned for such a dream, or if perhaps he had even already found his match made in hell. The assistant’s nose twitched like a rabbit.

“Thank you, Jungkook. You may go,” Hoseok said apathetically. He robotically spun on his heels and exited Hoseok’s office with heavy footsteps. Hoseok stretched in his chair, debating if he should charm the assistant’s feet to grow dead and swollen and moldy to teach him not to walk so damn loud all the time.

The shih tzu yapped happily around Hoseok’s feet as he slowly rose from his desk to stare out the window to his left, which displayed miles and miles of lush greenery and delicate flowers of all colors. He conjured the garden around when his sister passed on. She, too, had an infatuation for infatuation and longed for a faraway place to water a romance. Once, they peeked into their father’s seeing portal as children and stumbled upon two lovers in a field of flowers.

(Hoseok did not possess his own soul, but if he did, it would be prickly and tar-like and scary. He was on the cusp of royalty in the underworld. He was evil.)

Still, Hoseok clutched the memory of those lovers in the flowers with tight fists. How magnificent it was to just be in the shadows of lovers. Oh, how the feeling crawled over him like a crowd of tarantulas. He was evil, and was sure he would never experience such a joy. At least he had his garden.

Hoseok felt your presence before his foot even touched the grass that day. He froze in the doorway for a moment, closing his eyes to sense where the intruder was. Within seconds, he discovered your exact location within the field that went on forever. He let out a breath as his feet hit the ground, now teleported a thousand miles from his home. He opened his eyes and choked for a second. His senses were going haywire - the grass was a million shades greener and the flowers seemed to bloom bigger before him. It was beautiful.

As soon as you became completely engulfed in the sickly red hot aura, you went ramrod straight and dropped the bundle of flowers in your hands. It filled every one of your pores and poured down your intestines like lava. You did not even get the chance to gasp - after the instant it came, it burned too much to inhale or exhale. You stared forward straight into the field, wondering how this spirit did not wilt all of the garden. You didn’t dare look in the direction it was coming from.

“What are you doing here?” Hoseok spoke finally after a long moment of thick silence. The typical malice in his tone had completely vanished. He was sure now - he loved you. “Angel...are you lost?” He thought about kneeling to get on your level, but hesitated, awkward in his actions. What was he supposed to do with his hands?

Slowly, you trailed your eyes over to where those awful vibrations were originating from. Your stomach twisted when you saw him simply standing five meters away. You became filled with an indescribable dread. A demon, horns and all, staring at you and speaking with tenderness. You began to blubber immediately.

“I’m so, so sorry, I-I was just looking for a f-f-flower I heard you had, oh, dear God, I’m so sorry!” You were inconsolable, dropping your head towards your knees in surrender. Just feeling him that great distance away put you in shambles. You were young and naïve, but you knew what happened to Heaven’s Souls that were caught sneaking in the Circles. Your cries only worsened when his aura became stronger and more painful with every footstep. You suddenly felt an overwhelming warmth on your back and your cries immediately halted like magic.

“Don’t cry anymore.” His voice seemed to boom even when he was trying his hardest to keep it soft. “Nothing is going to happen to you. Speak freely...tell me how you arrived here.” His hand trailed up your back to rest on your neck. He wanted nothing more than for you to relax against him.

“I-I was...searching for a flower. I had heard about a secret garden in the Fraudulent Circle...one with every flower to have existed. I-I’m so sorry. Please, have mercy!” You began sobbing again into your hands, holding them close to your face when you felt his gentle touch around your wrists. “I only died just last year…I don’t want to vanish, please!”

Your wails struck a tune in Hoseok’s ribcage like a kalimba. He grabbed your fearful face in his hands and wiped your tears with his thumb. You held your breath in shock at how gentle he was.

“Not a single soul has trespassed my garden and escaped vanishing.” Your bottom lip wobbled at that, and he ran a thumb along it to still it. “But you...sweet angel...I couldn’t dare do that to you.”

Your mind raced, knowing how clever demons could be and especially such a powerful one like him. He was devastatingly handsome - if you were still on Earth, you would have melted right into his hands.

His smile is twisted. “Lover...do you know who I am?” He stared down at you in admiration, rising a bit on his knees to hover over your face.

Slowly and fearfully, you shook your head. He pressed a ghost of a kiss on your lips as he turned to your ear and whispered softly, “Ho-seok.”

The hairs on the back of your neck stood straighter and your whole body erupted with goosebumps. You stared at him with wide eyes.

Hoseok. A name you knew of well, even when you were human. Hearing him whisper that name into your ear like that made your knees shake a second more rapidly. It felt as though the blue skies above had darkened into a hellish black hole. He chuckled at your terrified expression, smoothing your hair back with a burly hand.

“Are you scared?” He couldn’t help himself from asking. Your glassy eyes made him both sad and also weak-kneed. He decided in that moment that he especially loved to tease you.

You nodded again and Hoseok cooed, playfully squishing your cheeks a bit.

“You’re such a young one, aren’t you? Just a baby,” he mumbled, running his hands along your cheekbones, through your hair, across your forehead. Chills continuously crawled up your spine as he fawned over you like some sort of doll. You understood where you were going before you began your trip, but you truly felt it now - this was Hell.

“There is no reason to fear me. I couldn’t hold any malice toward a soul so beautiful...even better that you are an angel. I can easily arrange a place for you in my fortress if you so please.” Something in his tone warned you that it didn’t matter what you pleased. You gave a small nod, letting him take your hand in his. He held it to his face, inhaling deeply and pressing wet kisses along your forearm. “Really? You don’t mind sharing a space with a big, bad demon like me?” He chuckled darkly against your palm and you bit your lip nervously.

“No,” you murmured quietly. He was tricking you. You could feel it in your bones.

He smiled widely, also seeing completely through you. He knew then that he would need to put in some work to turn you over. He placed a hand on your back once more and leaned to bring his forehead to yours, and in less than a second, you had found yourself teleported to a cozy study with velvet carpets. Your stomach turned with anxiety at the thought of your friends and family not knowing where you had disappeared off to - you weren’t even sure if you were still in a Circle of Hell or some other evil place. Hoseok stood up slowly and brought you by the hand to behind his desk, perching you on his lap.

“Tell me, angel, where are you from?” He conjured a brush out of thin air and ran it through your hair like he would a doll. You clenched your fists in an attempt to get your voice under control.

“I was told that I was the last of my family to die. They’re all up in Heaven, waiting for me.” Hoseok began to brush your hair slower. “B-But, it’s...fine, I guess,” you added quickly. The last thing you wanted was for Hoseok to grow suspicious of you. “I just...wanted to find a type of camellia. I love flowers,” you whispered. The feeling of his breath on your neck made you embarrassed. He laughed.

“Camellia? You should have just said so,” he beamed. Suddenly, his arm wrapped around your front to reveal the red blossom you had pain-stakingly sifted through the fields for. A soft gasp escaped you as Hoseok placed the flower in your hands, then wrapping his hands around your wrists. He seemed to like having that hold on you.

“Oh, it’s beautiful! It’s just how I pictured it,” you whispered in awe. You turned in his lap to face him, doing your best to ham up the performance to give yourself the best chance of survival. “Thank you, Hoseok.” You hoped that his doe-eyed expression so close to your face would not make your own expression drain of color.

“You’re welcome, darling...I can call you that, can’t I?” He leaned in closer to your face and you squeezed the stem in your hand to force yourself not to move back.

“O-oh...I suppose so, sure…” you said coyly. Hoseok’s smile grew wider and he slowly leaned in more, further and further, until his lips were pressing a kiss to your cheek. Your hope for escaping was decreasing exponentially as he continued to fawn over you and kiss your face.

“Darling, tell me more,” he mumbled against you. “Talk to me about this afterlife in Heaven of yours. I want to know everything.”

You were sure that he was able to find out anything he wanted with just a lick of his magic, but you indulged him anyway. “Oh, I don’t know. It’s heaven, isn’t it? It’s...wonderful, actually. I missed my family for so long on Earth that it’s an indescribable feeling of being reunited once again.”

You did not lie - Hoseok would likely pick up on that before you could even pull the words from your throat, so you did your best to make your reality sound like something you held onto dearly. In truth, it was Heaven - nothing more, nothing less. Your entire family, along with every Godly person you had ever known was there to keep you company as you filled your days with...whatever it was you wanted to do. Heaven held your wildest dreams.

Going spelunking to the Eighth Circle of Hell was the most interesting thing you had done since you died, but you knew that staying was out of the question, right?

The needle of your moral compass twitched slightly.

“I...I miss them,” you mumbled sadly, playing with your fingers like a child. Hoseok remained silent and your heart picked up a beat as you couldn’t yet tell if he was seeing through you. He turned his head away from you, biting his lip.

“I see, angel...you would like to go home, wouldn’t you?” He looked to you again, reaching to cradle your face. You felt a profound force pulling you to lean in closer. Something about him felt right, and you were beginning to feel disgusted with yourself for it. His thumbs stroked underneath your eyes as he looked at you sadly. Your heart stirred unwillingly.

“I suppose I should...shouldn’t I?” You had to refrain from smacking yourself as the words tumbled out of your mouth like an avalanche. Ever since you were a young human girl, you had been warned of a demon named Hoseok and his tricks. You slept with a night-light for several years from the gruesome stories of him that lingered around your shoulders for long nights. You feared him, but a prickling feeling in your sternum somehow drew you closer. He pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Sweet angels like you belong in Heaven. You have your afterlife and I have mine,” he sighed wistfully. You leaned forward to rest your forehead against his.

There was no explanation for this unsolicited adoration blossoming in your chest. You were never one to fall in love easily, but it felt like the walls were going to close in on you if you didn’t give in. Yes, you were fully suspicious now that Hoseok had done something to your mind to make it melt in such a way, but it felt so good that you didn’t attempt to fight it. Hoseok grinned widely, itching to use his magic but ultimately restraining himself.

You were correct from that first moment he appeared behind you - you were completely and utterly hopeless.

“Besides, who would want to stay with such an ugly, evil demon like Hoseok?” He scoffed, looking away from you pitifully. You gasped and dropped the flower so you could tenderly hold his face in your hands.

“Don’t say that!” He grinned sheepishly under your gaze. “I just...I was just saying...um,” you stumbled over your words, trying to remember why exactly you had to leave him here. Your family was waiting for you in Heaven, but they suddenly seemed so miniscule compared to Hoseok. You were torn between completely rejecting him and his demonic nature, and attempting to understand that nature and understand the soul he is. His aura had changed totally since you first felt it - you now could only feel the love he had for you. It was absurd.

“You don’t remember, baby?” Hoseok laughs and your blush deepens. “I thought you were so eager to get back home...can’t you make up your mind?” Hoseok continued to tease you, which made you feel as if you were up in flames. Your mind raced, unsure of what was happening. Hoseok was now kissing the pads of your fingers. He moved so slowly, but you felt as if time was advancing more quickly by the minute.

“My head is...foggy. I don’t know what I want,” you mumbled, grabbing his hand to place on the back of your neck. He smiles widely.

“I think you know exactly what you want.” Hoseok took one of your hands to place on his chest. You immediately started rubbing it, up and down in slow strokes. “Such a good little angel...you always have been, haven’t you? Married a good man, lived honestly as a florist...you’ve been so good…” Hoseok held your face by your chin and slipped a thumb into your mouth to run along your lower set of teeth. “Why don’t you let yourself run free for a night? Be a little bad?”

He slipped his thumb further into your mouth and you leaned forward so it would reach toward the back of your throat. Hoseok moaned at the feeling, smirking evilly. “Darling...don’t you want this?”

You closed your eyes and hollowed your cheeks, letting the pad of your tongue be pet by his thumb. He released it from your mouth with a wet pop.

The burning in your sternum spread like wildfire through you, and you knew then that you had to let yourself smolder. You had already thrown caution to the wind when you decided going to a flower field in Hell was more fun than being around the people you had already spent a mortal eternity with. Something about his aura had your head reeling and your core dripping.

Fuck it. You were already caught in Hell.

“Yes, Hoseok. I want this.”

Hoseok leaned in to place a tender kiss under your jawline and when you opened your eyes, you found yourself teleported into a King-sized bed with a thick red velvet comforter. Hoseok hovered over you, still suckling on your neck. Like a virgin, you fiddled with your hands for a moment before hesitantly placing them on his shoulders.

Hoseok chuckled lowly, pulling away to look at you and push your hair behind your ears. “You’re nervous. Don’t worry,” he murmured. He placed a kiss below your right ear and sent a quaking shiver through your spine. “There’s nothing to be afraid of.” Hoseok grabbed both of your hands by the wrist and held them slightly above your head against the fluffed pillows. Whatever sex dungeon he had teleported you to was perfect - the cool feeling of the velvet against your skin and the aroma of Hoseok’s devilish aura made your knees shake. Hoseok noticed this and ran his hands up and down your thighs slowly, lovingly. “You’re shivering,” he laughed. You turned your flushed face away from him. He continued to laugh at you softly before turning your face back towards him with his pointer finger. “I already told you once. If you wish to leave after this, I’ll send you back to your place in Heaven without hesitation...there’s no reason to be scared because I will do anything you ask.” He kisses you deeply on the lips. “That is how I feel for you, just after this short time together.”

His attention on you felt thick like molasses. He made you feel as though you were the center of the universe. This was wrong, and you felt it deep within you. Knowing this, you reached up to capture his lips once again and palm his cock through the dark silk of his pants.

Hoseok moaned happily and continued to kiss you again and again for what felt like forever. His tongue lapped over every crevice of your mouth at a painful pace before finally moving his hand to slowly thumb your clit. His movements were agonizingly slow - you assumed he wanted to preserve this moment before he sent you on your way home.

You let out a deep sigh into his mouth as he slowly, but harshly, stroked your clit and fingered the opening of your pussy and just a touch from your ass. He smiled over you as he watched and took in every facial expression and inhaled each breath of yours.

“Does it feel good? Please, please, tell me,” he moaned. You stared up at him in disbelief - he seemed on the edge of orgasming just from seeing you in pleasure. You had barely done anything but stroke his cock through his pants. “I need to hear you tell me it’s good.”

You smiled smally, reaching up to grab at his chin. “Yes, yes. You’re doing so good, Hoseok.” You fought back a giggle as he practically rolled his eyes back into his head at your minimal praise.

“Angel...please, let me eat you out...I promise I’ll do good, please just give me the chance…” He began rutting his hips against one of your thighs and you laughed out loud. At the sound of your laughter, he whined pitifully.

“Are you sure you’re from Hell?” You laughed as he buried his face into your stomach, embarrassed. “Just get started so you can fuck me already.”

Things quickly took a turn for the stranger as Hoseok buried his face into your pussy and made completely lewd sounds of pleasure from this. He seemed to be enjoying this more than you and it made you feel both embarrassed and hot. The feeling of control made your lips tilt up in a sick smile as his grip on your thighs tightened with each moment.

“Y-You’re doing so well,” you mumbled after several minutes of Hoseok eating you out while trying not to cum in his pants. “S-so, fuck, good.” It was an odd game that Hoseok was playing, but you followed along gleefully. At your praise, he moaned loudly into your pussy and sent a shiver of pleasure up your spine. “C-come here,” you instructed, reaching to pull his head up towards yours. He let out a pant as he dragged himself up towards you, knuckles holding himself on the bed shakily. “Will you fuck me?”

Hoseok bowed his head to place a kiss on your sternum. “Anything for you,” he whispered, almost hissing like a snake. He guided your hand to stroke his cock for a bit, all while he loudly expressed and moaned for you. Heat continued to rise in your cheeks - Hoseok was scandalous.

“S-sweetheart, fuck, we have to start before I come all over your thighs.” You both laughed and he gripped your neck possessively, pressing a sweet kiss to the corner of your mouth.

The pressure of just the first stroke had you rolling your head against the satin pillows. Hoseok seemed to be handling it in a worse way, as it looked as though he could already be finished in just a quick moment. You gripped his neck and pulled him closer before whispering to him, “How do I make you feel?”

Hoseok growled for a moment, before whimpering and burying his face into your neck. “Y-you’re a princess...fuck, fuck, I fucking can’t...a queen,” he moaned.

You threw your head back again as he picked up the speed of a jackhammer. He dove into you so deeply with such vigor and passion that you had no doubts he wasn’t mortal. Nobody but him could drill into you like this.

Hoseok reached down to get a grip on one of your thighs to perch on his shoulder. You moaned unashamedly and it made his pace jolt for a moment.

He continued fucking you relentlessly, occassionally turning his head to nip at your thigh. You turned your head to bring your gaze to the mirror in the corner of the room, proudly displaying Hoseok’s muscled back and his cock slipping in and out of you. You let out a breathy laugh and Hoseok began fucking you with everything in him.

“You like seeing yourself getting fucked? You look radiant,” he growled, pounding into you so hard you were bumped by the headboard. At a loss for words, you nodded, once again reaching up to hold his neck tenderly. He smirked down at you. “Ready?”

You let out another laugh, nodding eagerly. He smiled softly, too softly for a demon, and placed on hand on your pussy and one on your breast, all while keeping his inhuman pace fucking you. Just the touch of his hand on your clit had you in tears, but his skill in rubbing it tenderly had you screaming out. At the first sight of your tears, Hoseok came inside you almost immediately. The sounds filling the room were lewd, and the feeling of his cum filling your pussy and getting all over your thighs and ass held the same sentiment. Ever so slowly, he stopped pumping and delicately brought your leg to rest on the stained velvet. He kissed your lips slowly and lovingly for several minutes before wrapping you in his arms and just holding you close.

“You are perfect,” he spoke softly after the long silence. You drowsily looked up at him for a second before looking away shyly. “Tell me what makes you happy, and I will give it to you.” Another slow kiss to your lips. “Anything you’d like.”

You kissed back with hesitance, now eager to make your way back home after being held and kissed by him for nearly an hour of cuddling.

“I’m happy with the camellia.” You smiled and pressed a kiss to his jawline before rising slowly, looking around the room for a door.

Hoseok chuckled darkly, rising as well and holding your waist to bring you onto his lap. You protested, flushing deeply when he still planted your bare pussy onto his legs and let his remaining cum from inside you flow out back onto him.

“That’s not what I meant, darling.” He brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear and admired you closely. You looked away, twiddling your thumbs. “What is it that you would like in our living quarters? Would you like the flower shop from your mortal life, or perhaps the home you raised your children in? I could conjure another garden at the drop of a hat, sweetheart...anything you would like.”

His stare on you intensified as he spoke. Your heart rate picked up once he said “living quarters,” and you begged it to slow so he wouldn’t notice.

“O-oh,” you stuttered after a long moment. He kept running his fingers through your hair and it sent chills down your naked spine. “I’ve got everything I need at home...don’t you think it’s time I get going?”

You looked at him coyly, hoping he would keep his promise of sending you home afterwards. He laughed breathily and kept a large hand cradling the back of your head.

“You didn’t think I would actually let you go, baby?” Hoseok laughed out loud, throwing his head back. He pressed an urgent kiss to your lips. You did not return it. “You’re mine, even if you didn’t have my cum dripping down your legs. You were mine the second you set foot in my garden.”

You looked to him carefully and let out a nervous chuckle. The temperature in the room began to rise, though you stayed still on his lap. Hoseok’s smile deepened.

“I have to go home,” you whispered after another long silence. At this point, you were dripping sweat while Hoseok remained unbothered. “You said you would take me home.”

Somewhere inside of you had clearly known all along that making a deal with Hoseok had no way of ending well. You knew he would torture you and eat your heart for breakfast because Hoseok was a demon and that’s what demons did, and especially ones of his calibre - yet, you stayed. You knew he would end you, and you stayed.

“Darling...you’re so sweet.” He leaned in to whisper into your ear, “and stupid.”

In the blink of an eye, Hoseok had transported you to the desk chair in his office. He had dressed himself in a fine suit and yourself in a ruffled dress so white it hurt your eyes. You noticed now that his office was also decorated in that heavy red velvet. It made your stomach churn.

“If you really would like to go home, the door to my garden is here. I told you already.” He rested his hand on the doorknob and looked to you with heavy eyes. “I love you.”

You held back a scoff, knowing that he wasn’t asking, but demanding you to go past the door. For some reason, his last confession of love was more bone-chilling than the others. He opened the door for you and towered over you as you cautiously took the first step onto the soft bed of grass below.

A feeling not unlike what you felt when you first encountered Hoseok’s aura ran up your leg and struck your entire body. Immediately, you rebounded back into Hoseok’s office and dropped to your knees as the burning made you feel as though your flesh was dripping off the bone. You cried out as you repeatedly ran your hands up and down your arms and legs, reassuring yourself that they were still there. Hoseok let out a booming laugh.

He bent to sit cross-legged on the floor with you.

“It’s not real, baby. You’re just imagining it. See?” Hoseok grabbed your wrists gently and placed your hands on his face. “Look at me. You’re safe,” he chuckled. You still had to take a moment to catch your breath.

“I have to go home,” you sighed, exasperated. Hoseok smiled again, grabbing hold of your wrist again to caress it tenderly.

“Listen carefully, darling.” He pressed a soft kiss to your forearm. “I don’t want to have to say this again. You’re mine. I own you.” He intertwined your fingers. “I could rip your heart out in a second. I could feed you to my dog. Feed you to the assistant.” He ran a hand through your hair and lovingly held your trembling chin.

“I could make you vanish with the snap of my fingers...now, or later if you want to act up.” You looked down in shame and he immediately grabbed your face again to bring it to his. “Take one step outside that door and I’ll have you up in flames. I could have your head on a fucking stick, baby.” Suddenly, he cooed, wiping a tear from your eye. “You are home. You were meant to get caught in my field. I was meant to meet you, and love you. I love you. Sweetheart?”

His hand that was holding yours suddenly contracted, squeezing your bones with a sick snap and pop. Through your cries, you sobbed out, “I love you too.”

He smiled sickeningly, planting another kiss on your forehead. “Remind me your favorite flowers. We can keep them in the bedroom.”

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