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serenityquest · a month ago
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the-silver-peahen-residence · 3 months ago
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Drake was at the mansion rebuilding as he watched Ethan while misako was out with the other getting groceries
A few of the workers were doing everything in their power to fix up the mansion as it was rebuilt. All the females were indeed gone doing some groceries with Misako. The guys including Edon was making sure everything was done by the time they got back. That or being sure things were not a danger for the family.
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logwire · 6 months ago
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restart
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themsleeves · 5 months ago
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Beautiful Drop Morote Seoi Nage on the restart !
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nakanosorami · 2 months ago
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The cover of Magical Girl Raising Project:episodesΣ by Asari Endou / Maruino
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linmeowcat14 · 2 months ago
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Spider Dance.
Give you spiders donut and cup of spiders. 🕷🍩☕
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xpeachesncream · a year ago
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restart | masterlist
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SERIES RELEASE DATE: 2/21/2021
[ SEQUEL TO PERFECTLY WRONG ]
summary: as you and taehyung start to build your life together post graduation, things become more complicated than what you expected it to be. while taehyung struggles with his inner demons, you've become the sole supporter, the pillar, juggling different jobs to keep you two afloat. your love for each other has been put to the test as your relationship continues to face hurdles - hurdles that have you questioning whether or not your relationship will make it through.
pairing: reader x fiancé!kth
genre: post grad au, established relationship au | fluff, angst, smut
warnings: unprotected sex, oral sex, hickeys, mentions of unhealthy coping mechanisms, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, verbal attacks, anger outbursts, physical outbursts, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)
note: *important - this is a sequel to perfectly wrong, and takes place after drabble 12, which is linked in the summary. this is purely fictional and was created out of imaginary ideas. this is not a real portrayal of any of the characters involved. this fic is a little heavy on alcohol consumption and unhealthy coping mechanisms and may include some verbal attacks, so if you are triggered, please do not continue on. i apologize in advance. i do not condone any verbal attacking in any way possible.
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↳ cloud nine - part 3 to the ‘perfectly wrong’ series
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apopsyxhs · 3 months ago
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Να ναι καλα ο καφες. 
 Να σαι καλα που την εκανες , να χω πιστη σε μενα μου εμαθες.
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gianlucavisconti · 4 months ago
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Abbandona le lacrime e mettiti in gioco
Lama Paljin Tulku Rinpoce
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xipiti · 10 months ago
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serenityquest · 3 months ago
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carolinav2 · a year ago
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“Daj mi tylko cud ,który sprawi, że nie będę więcej chciał umierać rano”
Shellerini - “Restart”
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logwire · 6 months ago
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restart from red
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juicefizzing · a year ago
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hi there! i’m sam (formerly qblinka) and i deleted (almost) everything on my simblr because i want to have a fresh restart.
my plan is to post my gameplay, and that’s why i’m looking for other gameplay (ts4) simblrs to follow!
so please like/reblog this post and i will check you out! (:
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linmeowcat14 · a month ago
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Duty and Guilt.
*I won't resent you because you have your reasons.*
Undertale fanart by me.
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nakanosorami · 5 months ago
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xpeachesncream · a year ago
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[ SEQUEL TO PERFECTLY WRONG ]
summary: as you and taehyung start to build your life together post graduation, things become more complicated than what you expected it to be. while taehyung struggles with his inner demons, you’ve become the sole supporter, the pillar, juggling different jobs to keep you two afloat. your love for each other has been put to the test as your relationship continues to face hurdles - hurdles that have you questioning whether or not your relationship will make it through.
pairing: reader x fiancé!kth
genre: post grad au, established relationship au | fluff, angst, smut
warnings: cussing / mature language, angst, mentions of verbal attacks/abuse, anger outburst, unprotected sex, dick riding, some biting and nail digging, really just throwing you into how tae is struggling right now :(
note: hi, it’s here!!! lol no more drabbles for PW pls hahah 💗 enjoy! *i repeat! important - this is a sequel to perfectly wrong, and takes place after drabble 12, which is linked in the summary. this is purely fictional and was created out of imaginary ideas. this is not a real portrayal of any of the characters involved. this fic may be a little heavy on alcohol consumption and unhealthy coping mechanisms and may include some verbal attacks, so if you are triggered, please do not continue on. i apologize in advance. i do not condone any verbal attacking in any way possible.
tags: @enchantaeduniverse​ @thedarkwinterrose​ @sapphirejeon​ @jwlmnbt​ @bluesharksandfish​ @ra-mun-e @brightcolorsoffendme (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)
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You sat in the corner of the living room, paint smeared on your hands as you looked at the canvas in front of you. You waited, you sat patiently. Waiting for something to come to mind. But nothing came. You sighed, realizing your brain still felt foggy, blocking all creativity pathways. You rolled your head to one side before rolling it to the other, dropping your things onto the desk behind you.
"You okay, baby?" Taehyung wraps his arms around your neck, his long, pretty fingers draping your shoulders. The ring on his finger caught your attention, causing a tiny smile to appear from the corner of your lip as your hand rested on his arm while your body sunk into his.
"Think so." You sighed, closing your eyes at the feeling of his soft lips against your temple before he let you go and made his way back to the kitchen.
"What's going on in my pretty lady's head?" A lot, actually. But, you couldn't divulge too many details to Taehyung because a lot had to do with him and how he had been lately.
Since the engagement, you had tried to get Taehyung to work on his relationship with his parents. It's not like he hated them or anything - he just wasn't able to build a strong bond with them because of his troublesome, reckless, younger self. And so listening to you, the girl he absolutely adores with everything in him, you had finally visited his parents, Taehyung immediately introducing you as his fiancé. Albeit, they had been surprised, moreso surprised at the fact that Taehyung had settled down, and had settled down with you. They fell in love with you, his mom gushing about how sweet and pretty you were every 5 seconds into a conversation.
However, that same day, you were also shown why Taehyung never really connected with his family despite his ways. Their family was wealthy, his dad owning companies left and right in hopes of Taehyung taking over his role once he had graduated from college so he could retire early. Tae didn't want that. Even though he wasn't entirely sure what to do with himself post graduation, he knew for a fact it wasn't that. He didn't like the way his father thought so highly of himself and carried himself around like people had to kiss his ass. He had his good and bad days, but Taehyung for sure wanted no part in it. Yet, his father continued to push, even to the extent of trying to brainwash his mother into thinking this was the only way Taehyung would be successful and make their family proud. A silly debate about why Taehyung didn't wanna take over the role turned into a very heated argument really quickly.
It scared you, to be honest. You had never seen that side of Taehyung, but it showed you that your fiancé was fighting bigger battles than you knew. He had so much pent up frustration and anger that he had no idea how to relieve himself of it. But, you couldn't blame him as you realized this was something that probably had gone on for years. His father continued to yell over dinner, verbally attacking Taehyung by calling him useless, and that he would never become successful with the way he carried himself. He continued on saying he should have given up on him a long time ago, and that he was never really worth the fight to him; He was a fuck up at best, and he wasn't sure how he was able to find a good woman to stick by his side since everyone else seemed to have no problem leaving him. The only people loyal to him were Namjoon and Jimin, and he finished off by saying he was definitely a sad excuse of a son.
It was a fucking earful. You held onto Taehyung tightly, his veins popping out from his arms and neck before he knocked his shit off of the table, grabbed your hand and walked out. You did your best to comfort him, even though Tae had gone into silent, do-not-disturb mode.
He hadn't been the same since.
He tried, he really tried. But, he really hadn't been the same, and part of you felt like it was your fault for having him reach out to his parents again, not fully understanding the scope of his choice to distance himself and allowing him to become re-buried in this hole his father had dug for him. Instead of moving past it and continuing to improve himself, he had turned to alcohol more to cope. He had turned to alcohol so much, you couldn't even count the times since his argument with his father that you have had to go and take care of him. Small things would lead to outbursts.
Just shit the Taehyung you fell absolutely and 100% in love with would never do. The sweet Taehyung was always alive, but it had trouble peeking through this darkness he was experiencing all over again. But you loved him entirely, flaws and all, so you did your best to be patient and guide him through it.
"Nothing, just haven't been feeling it lately. Dunno what I'm gonna bring to the café." You respond, tired of feeling this funk. You had planned to sell more of your merch at Jin's café but you had no idea what new shit you could bring to the table. Which, in turn was a bad thing since Taehyung begged his mother to stop sending money his way to help support the both of you while you both were navigating post grad life. You knew she was doing it because she felt awful, but Taehyung didn't want the pity. He didn't want to feel any more useless and looked down upon.
Shit was just stressful, having to find ways to come up with ways to stay afloat while supporting your man through his dark times. You didn't know how each day would be like and what it would bring. Of course, you both had your friends there, but even they had trouble tending to Taehyung sometimes. Especially Namjoon and Jimin.
"How can I help?"
"By making some grilled cheese and tomato soup." You turned to face him with a huge smile on your face.
"Anything for my babygirl." He says, smiling to himself, his curly hair draping his eyes. Today was a better day, Taehyung had woken up in a brighter mood. It felt like old times. You gave off a small sigh before standing on your feet, plopping onto the couch to aimlessly scroll on your phone while Tae had been getting the grilled cheese ready. Your feet were planted on the couch, knees brought close to your chest. His mom had texted you every so often to check in on Tae, which you thought was genuinely sweet. But if he had ever seen that his mother was texting you to get through to him, you weren't sure how he'd take it.
And that's kind of what happens next.
You both sat quietly as you ate your grilled cheese, Taehyung swinging his arm over your shoulder while the other hand was busy holding his own sandwich. You had finished yours quickly, making your way to the sink to wash your hands and get rid of the remaining dishes. You had left your phone sitting on the coffee table, Taehyung catching a glimpse of the screen lighting up when a text came through.
"My mom is still texting you?" You turn as you wash the dishes.
"What?"
"Why is she still texting you, Y/N?"
"Tae, leave your mom alone. She's genuinely worried about you." He furrows his brows.
"Genuinely worried? That woman doesn't know how to do shit on her own without my dad getting into her head." You aggressively place the dishes on the drying rack because you knew he was starting.
"Don't talk about your mom like that."
"You don't even know her. You formally meet her once and you think she's a fucking saint." He stands, coming towards you.
"Please." You say softly. "She just wanted to see how you were doing since you don't wanna text her back."
"She's right, I don't. And you shouldn't either." He shakes his head. "See, this is why I didn't wanna go there. They'd get you all wrapped up around their finger too."
"I'm sorry you feel that way but that's not what's happening. I get that you and your dad have some things to work out, but I think you should at least cut your mom a little slack."
"Cut her a little slack?" He scoffs. "She never once stood up for me. So, no." He tosses your phone onto the kitchen counter. "Stop texting her, that's all I ask. We're done with them." He glares at you before storming off to the room, slamming the door so loudly that you jump in your position. You sigh heavily, cleaning up the rest of the living room before retreating back to your art corner, trying your hardest to brainstorm for Jin's café.
Eventually, you can't take the quiet in your living room because your thoughts only seem to get louder in the empty space. You walk into the room, seeing Taehyung with his headset on as he plays his Call of Duty, either with Jimin or Joon on the other end. You quietly walk into your shared closet, Tae's eyes following you as you pick out one of his jackets to throw over your mom jeans and crop top.
"Where are you going?" He asks softly, his eyes big and wide as he momentarily focuses his attention on you and pushes back a part of his headset.
"I'm going to go to Jin's, okay? Just for a bit. I really need to figure out what I'm gonna do for the next pop up."
"Okay." He pushes his headset back.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." He says, keeping his eyes on the screen.
You silently drove to Jin's apartment, today also being a day off for him, putting the café into Jungkook's hands and the two other staff members there with him. You gave four good knocks before Jin opens the door.
"I'm sorry, my fridge is closed for today." He pretends to close the door.
"Stop." You chuckle. "Can I please work here for a bit?"
"You know you don't have to ask, little one."
"I can't fucking focus at home." You slam your things down onto his table, slightly startling him.
"Woah, hey. What's going on at home?" You shrug.
"Nothing."
"Taehyungie still upset?" You sigh.
"I can't help but blame myself for this."
"Why, he's not blaming you is he?"
"No, not really. But, I just feel like I forcefully reopened his wounds and shoved him back into this hell hole he got out of in the first place. He didn't do that with me and our family."
"I mean, you didn't know. You had good intentions and I'm sure he knows that."
"Yeah, but I--" You sigh deeply. "I hate seeing him like this." You shake your head, replaying the events that happened at dinner that one night. "Tae just doesn't know how to control his emotions, sometimes. And I think the thing that's hard for him this time around is the fact that these are his parents."
"Well, I'm sure he knows you're trying Y/N. It's not your fault. He loves you, and it's clear to him how supportive you've been."
"I just worry for him, you know?" You look at Jin before returning your attention back down to the picture you had taken of Taehyung and Yeontan that day you visited his parents on your laptop. "He's been worrying me a lot lately."
"Just give him time. He's getting a lot of unfair pressure from his father. It's not easy when your parents constantly look down at you." He shrugs. "You and I know the feeling all too well, we just didn't get it rubbed in our faces all the time. Sounds like TaeTae gets reminded a lot."
"Mmm." You hum as you continue to outline your ideas and sketch some things out on your iPad. "Yeah." You sigh.
"It'll be okay, as long as you continue to be there for him and help him through it." You nod.
"I know. He's my guy, I'll do anything for him." Jin rolls his eyes.
"Yuck, here come the cheesy lines." You throw your pen at him, causing him to laugh loudly. "I'm kidding, don't hurt me. You staying for dinner?" You look at the time and shake your head.
"No, I'll probably head home for dinner. I really just wanna get somewhere for the pop up." He nods.
"I'll leave you to your peace then." He says, walking back into his room, the movie playing loudly from there. You didn't mind it though, it was honestly better than being in a quiet room with all the thoughts racing through your head. Luckily, it doesn't take long before your creative juices start flowing, already being able to organize the type of canvas bags, stickers and shirts you'll sell. Maybe a sprinkle of pins and other little goods. You smiled, finally feeling like yourself after a long ass day of not feeling yourself.
After a good two hours of putting in work, you decide to pack up your things and make your way back home with Jin sending you off with some goods for you and Taehyung. You expected to get home to a quiet environment, and you do, for the most part. You walk in and kick your shoes off to the side, finding Taehyung in his glasses, sitting in the living room watching a movie with an empty bowl sitting on his lap.
"Hey, I made you some dinner." You smiled toothlessly at him and nod.
"Thank you. Jin had me bring home some goodies."
"Nice." He chuckles. You make your way to the kitchen island, seeing a small bowl of pasta carefully prepared with just the right amount of parmesan cheese on top. You helped yourself, quickly gobbling up the bowl's contents before making your way to the shower. "Not gonna sit and watch?" He asks.
"I'm probably just gonna shower and read or something."
"Got a lot of work done, I'm assuming?"
"Yeah, my brain's fried." You watch as he nods. The rest of the evening is quiet, with Taehyung's deep laugh echoing in the living room every now and then. You quietly brushed your hair after blow drying it just enough, lathering up your body in some good ol' body oil before slipping yourself into Taehyung's shirt to sleep in. Because let's be real, when the fuck do you ever wear your own clothes anymore? Even if he slept next to you every night, you still wanted every inch of you to be engulfed in his scent.
You slipped under the sheets, sitting up against the headboard while you picked up your Avatar The Last Airbender: The Rise of Kyoshi book. If it was anything, you loved Avatar the Last Airbender more than life itself. That show was your shit. Special shoutout to Legend of Korra too, with her bad ass. While you had immersed yourself in your book, Taehyung quietly cleans his dishes in the kitchen, tidying up around the living room a little before shutting the lights and getting ready for bed. He walks in, silently chuckling to himself when he sees how invested and cute you are reading your Avatar book. He slips himself into the sheets, setting his glasses aside before turning to you.
"Hey." He says softly, his hand resting on your thigh.
"Hm?" You look at him, putting the book down.
"I'm sorry about earlier, love. I didn't mean to blow up on you like that."
"It's okay." You say, almost at a whisper. He gives you a small, toothless smile before his hand reaches to the nape of your neck, thumb caressing your cheek.
"Come here." He pulls you into a kiss, his soft lips pressing on yours ever so gently. You fell weak to his touch every single time, only deepening the kiss because you didn't wanna pull away. You continue to kiss him slowly and sensually, climbing onto his lap to straddle him. You missed him. Not only cause you were gone for a small part of today, but because you felt the distance growing and lingering around, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike harder.
His hands began to feel up your thighs, and up your shirt, giving your breasts a good squeeze. Eventually, while you continue to kiss him, you feel his hands shove your panties to the side, the other hand freeing his hardened member from his boxers. You slightly pull away and watch as he bites onto his bottom lip while gently stroking his dick up and down. You fix your position, allowing him to insert the tip while you sink the rest of the way down. He lets out a small groan as you slowly work your hips, the sounds of your wet pussy slowly grinding him echoing in the room. You begin to pick up your pace, biting your bottom lip as you grip the base of his neck with a hand, the other gripping his arm with your nails digging into his skin. "So good to me, baby." He moans, his hands holding your waist tightly to guide your pace. He guides your hips to grind faster, your head tilting back and moaning in pleasure as you feel your clit rubbing against him.
"Shit Tae, I'm gonna cum." You shut your eyes and hiss the quicker he's making you work him. "Mmmmmgfuuuuck." You softly cry.
"Close." He says, breathing heavily. "Gonna cum with you." Sooner or later, you feel yourself unraveling, your walls constricting tightly around Taehyung's dick while your face falls to his shoulder, biting it as your orgasm continues to ripple through your body. Tae lets out a grunt as he fills you up shortly after. His breathing hitches as he tries to come down from his high. You pull away from his neck, his hands instantly cupping your cheeks and pulling you into a kiss before you hop off to clean up. No other words are exchanged as you slip yourself back deeper into the sheets, setting your book onto the nighstand before laying on your side. Tae spoons you from the back, brushing the hair away from your face and neck before planting a kiss on your cheek. "I love you, Y/N."
"I love you, too." You respond, shutting your eyes. Exhaustion was hitting you fast after that quickie.
You loved him with everything in you, and words couldn't express how much Taehyung meant to you. But the scene had become a familiar one, time and time again - where he'd suddenly lose it or have an outburst, then he'd say sorry towards the end of the night. And you'd either be making out until you both got too tired to continue on, or you'd go deeper than that, and have some good make up sex.
You weren't sure how many 'sorry's' you'd end up hearing. Quite frankly, it worried you even more just thinking about it. You didn't want this to become a regular thing, yet you didn't know how else you could approach the situation. You could feel how close you were to hitting the dead end.
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renamonkalou · 6 months ago
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We can always improve. Be better. Feel better. We can always Restart.
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vexwerewolf · a month ago
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Me: I’m so glad I now have a computer with an SSD that takes only a minute to restart rather than ten to twenty.
Windows: Cool could you please restart so I can install some critical system updates then
Me:
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mahousensory · 11 months ago
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💎 💎 💎 / 💎 💎 💎 / 💎 💎 💎
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