#this shit has been on my nerves for a year and it ruined my relationship w my rms

[especiallyhaytham]

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#personal rant bc this just made me so fking mad #so my roommates never clean up after themselves around the house #ive yelled at them multiple times telling them im not cleaning their shit #bc when i tell you there is garbage and clutter everywhere that stays there for weeks #it literally drives me insane i dont even use the rest of the house anymore #i just stay in my room #anyways ive been on vacation all week #and a week before i left one of my rm's decided to trim the bush out front #and just left a huge pile of bush detritus on the front lawn #i get an email this morning from the landlord #saying what the fuck is on your front lawn get rid of it #and i was like.... #YALL #they literally left a huge stack of dead branches in the middle of the lawn for 2 weeks #like dude its hot maybe if you get tired and come back to it the next day sure #not 2 weeks #freaking ridiculous #im moving out to my own place in a few months anyways #this shit has been on my nerves for a year and it ruined my relationship w my rms #anyways this has been long im just so incredibly pissed about it #slobs #act your age ffs

[twisted-tales-of-all]

Frauds and Festivities

Summary: You and your boyfriend have been drifting away for the past couple of weeks. It's god-awful timing though, as the planned holiday trip with your friend creeps around the corner. After deciding to stick it out through the holidays, you manage to get on each other's nerves more than ever before, but you must find a way to keep up the act. Pairing: Jongho x afab!Reader Genre: angst, smut, one-shot, collab Tropes: established relationship, break-up fic, forced proximity/only one bed, loveless lust, lovers to FWBs, falling out of love Word Count: 5.3K Contains: cursing, alcohol, some discussion of difficult emotions, pet names (babe, baby, sir, good girl), teasing, (very slight) predator/prey dynamic, switch!Jongho, switch!reader, thigh riding, praise, marking, biting, hair pulling, choking, rough sex, unprotected sex, clit play, breast/nipple play, overstimulation, creampie, begging, handjob, blowjob A/N: Welcome to Our second submission to the 16 Days of Smutmas! Please be sure to check out all the other works in the masterlist, as it's such an amazing collection of writers <3 (also this one isn’t as thoroughly edited as usual, so apologies for any mistakes!)

"I can't keep doing this!" Pushing back your chair, you scream.

You break the awkward silence at dinner, finally sick of acting like you and your boyfriend have been perfectly fine these past few weeks. How can you be in a relationship if the time between you is in a tense silence for more than half the time? Not to mention the fact that you fight whenever you do speak, sometimes over the most minimal things.

As your boyfriend continues eating and ignoring you, you continue, "How can you act like everything is fine? This isn't normal! We actually used enjoy each other's presence, you know?! Say something, for fuck's sake!"

Jongho slowly looks up at you. He finishes chewing before calmly speaking, "There's no way we can break up yet. We both put money towards the trip next week, and it's non-refundable. Unless you pay me for my portion, I'm still going. And I doubt you'll waste your money by dropping out either."

"Shit." You plop back into your chair as you realize his point.

You can't ruin the mood of the trip by breaking up, not when everyone is going with their respective partners. And he's right, you're both too stubborn to lose money by dropping out or paying the other to stay home.

"How are we going to do this then?"

With a shrug, Jongho replies, "I'm always well composed, and it can't be that hard to act like we still love each other. We loved each other for over two years now, so we know how it should work. As long as you stay composed when the others are around, we should be fine."

Fuming at his insistence that you're solely at fault, you bite back, "Then don't push buttons. I'm fine as long as you don't tick me off. Let's not meet up again until the day we leave for the trip, so we have some peace and quiet before it."

Agreeing with your plan, Jongho returns to finishing his dinner in silence. You clean up your plate and head to your room, asking your boyfriend to clean up his plate and see himself out whenever he finishes eating. You sit on the edge of your bed, silently reading your webcomics and listening to the sounds of dishes clinking in the kitchen sink. As you hear your front door close, you let out a sigh and throw yourself back against the plush bedding.

"We just have to pretend to still love each other." You say it in a way that reeks of desperation, as if trying to convince yourself that it won't be too hard.

In reality, you probably fell out of love with Jongho last month. Nothing happened to cause it - nothing you can pinpoint, at least - but you both felt it so clearly. There's no way of even knowing who lost feelings first; it happened around the same time. People always preach that there's no such thing as a mutual breakup, but this has to be the closest thing to it, right? Granted, you aren't exactly broken up yet, so it can't count when things might change.

Your week passes far too quickly. The calm, quiet week places you in such a good mood, but you remember that you'll be acting for the next four days, so you have to pack and mentally prepare yourself for the journey. To make things more believable, Jongho suggests driving up to the lodge together. Although you'd rather not, putting on a convincing act from the start takes precedence over your feelings.

When he pulls up to your house, he doesn't bother getting out to greet you. With a honk, you know he's arrived. He pops the trunk from the inside, letting you load your luggage yourself. As you climb into the passenger's seat, the radio greets you with some of his favorite tunes. Thankfully, you still enjoy the same music, otherwise you'd be annoyed before having to start your act. The drive up into the mountains takes a couple of hours, and you ignore each other the whole time, both desperately trying to extend the peace from the week.

As Jongho pulls into the parking lot, he finally speaks to you, "Are we ready? How deep are we playing it?"

"Won't it be better for everyone if we keep it simple? Maybe a couple pet name calls and minimal PDA when it's expected? That way, they won't be too shocked when we break up after this, since the love was fading even on the trip."

"That sounds good to me. I'd rather not do more than I have to, so that works."

He gets out of the car, and the act begins. Despite still having to walk over to the cabin, he helps unload all the bags. You follow his lead by playfully leaning into him as you thank him for his help. He locks the car, and you walk together to the cabin where your friends await. You don't even reach the entrance before hearing your best friend excitedly call out to you.

"Y/N! Jongho!" She flings the door open and rushes over to you, grabbing hold of one of the bags in your hands, "Here, lemme help with that."

You can already recognize the effects of alcohol on her - her cheeks flushed, her breath tainted, and her energy spiked to its peak. However, she keeps her balance well, and she isn't slurring her words, so you guess that she's only had a couple of drinks so far.

As you enter the holiday home, everyone else greets you and your boyfriend from their positions in the room. After greeting everyone and some basic small talk about the drive, Jongho dismisses you both to set your luggage in your bedroom. When he asks which room to go to, the whole group answers with a few seconds of silence.

"About that..." Mingi begins as he nervously scratches the back of his head and avoids Jongho's gaze.

"We better have rooms. This was booked so long ago; there's no way it was fucked up."

"Don't worry, there's a room for you. It's just that this cabin only three bedrooms in the main house. You guys were the last to get here, so the only room left is in the guest house outside."

Before Jongho erupts, San comments, "It's a full unit, so it's better in some ways! Personal little kitchen, personal bathroom, and all the privacy you could ask for! All you have to do is take a short walk outside - it's not even a full minute walk, so it shouldn't be too bad."

To everyone's surprise, Jongho simply shrugs before grabbing his bags and heading through the house to the back door. You follow a few steps behind, trying to catch up. As you reach the guest home, you find it nicer than you expected. San was right; this might just be better.

He unpacks a few items before heading back to the party, leaving you alone in the guest house.

"So much for being a couple, I guess." You retort while putting your bags on the opposite side of the bed.

Although there's only one bed, it's big enough that it shouldn't bug you to share with him. You only take a little bit of time in the room before meeting with the group again. Before saying a word to anybody, you pour yourself a drink, mixing a fun alcoholic drink to ease your stress about the situation. You drink some of it before joining the crowd and put on a smile as you reach them, listening in to the active conversation without adding much input. As much as you enjoy the time with your friends, the stress of keeping up your facade keeps itching at the back of your mind.

As the first night passes with drunken talk and playing catch up with everyone's lives, you and Jongho don't have much to do with each other. The groups split into the girls and the boys naturally, and only a couple of quickly fleeting conversations even mention the two of you. Thanks to the alcohol, the topics change on a dime, and you end the night by retiring to the guest house without any issues.

As the door shuts behind you, you mumble, "Only three more days. It can't be that bad."

"Don't hate me too bad; there's still only the one bed."

Jumping from the shock of hearing Jongho's voice, you walk towards the bedroom to continue the conversation, "You say that as if we have to keep up the act in here. Just choose a side and stay on it. I'll do the same."

"Awe, we aren't keeping up the act? How boring." His voice is riddled with sarcasm, and he sits down on one side of the bed with a distinct lack of care.

You roll your eyes as you dig through your suitcase for a set of pajamas. You announce that you're going to shower before bed and walk into the bathroom. While you shower, you let your mind wander back through your memories with him. They were mostly good, and it makes your heart sting. You try to figure out when everything shifted or why you fell out of love with each other, and you end up staying in the shower longer than planned because of it.

When you walk back into the bedroom, the atmosphere has completely changed. The disgust and anger shifted, and you're now greeted by somberness. As you sit on the bed, Jongho breaks the silence and admits to thinking of similar things.

"Why'd we stop loving each other? What happened?"

"You were reliving the past, too, huh?"

Turning to look at each other, your eyes meet a reddened pair staring sadly back at you. He had been crying while you were in the shower. With another pang in your chest, you also feel the pain welling up in your throat.

"We weren't bad to each other. Why did we have to fall out of love? That's some sick and twisted joke by fate." The strain in his chest appears through the cracks in his voice and the overall angry tone.

"It's too bad we can't change it. We don't know how it happened, but I don't think we can just love each other again. We stopped being good to each other because of it, so we kept falling further apart."

"Yeah, you're right. It just... sucks."

The air remains thick until you both fall asleep, and neither of you even hints at the conversation as morning arrives. You walk into the main house together, linking hands as you enter the door and see the other couples clinging to one another. With some of them, they don't even try to hide what the alcohol and bed-sharing resulted in, their after-sex glow far too clear in your eyes. Jongho must notice too, as his grip on your hand tenses when the others get lovey-dovey in front of him.

"How was your night, guys?" One of the bubbly girls jumps in front of you to ask, prodding you with a suggestive tone painting her words, "Did you sleep well together? Enjoy the shared bed?"

Putting on a happier tone than you expected, Jongho responds, "The bed was super soft! Especially with the alcohol in my system, I fell asleep super fast. I think Y/N was the same way. Right, babe?"

After you smile and nod, she understands that you guys didn't take part in the same events behind closed doors. She lowers her energy a bit in a belated attempt to hide the glow, "Oh, that sounds great! I'm glad you got lots of sleep. It'll help with the events today - they can be draining, for sure."

"Oh right, we're hitting the slopes today. I nearly forgot!" You exclaim, "When are we heading over?"

"Mingi and Daisy are making everyone breakfast, so we'll head over a bit after we eat, if you guys are okay with that."

You both confirm, and she goes to check how much longer the food will take, leaving you and Jongho momentarily alone in the living room. Sitting down together on the couch, you stop holding hands. Jongho rubs his palm on his pants to remove the sweat before placing it on your thigh to keep up the act.

You type up a quick note on your phone, joking about how he's doing more than you expected and must still love you. You lean into him as you show him, but he scoffs at it, rolling his eyes and muttering that you're ridiculous under his breath in case anyone walks in.

"Alright, lovebirds, come eat! Food's ready!" Daisy announces as she and her boyfriend carry the plates of freshly cooked food to the dining table. As everyone gathers there, they begin showering the couple with compliments about how good the food looks and smells. The breakfast is calmer than expected as everyone focuses on eating, and everyone quickly breaks off into their rooms after finishing up to prepare for the trip to the lift.

For a group of your size, you need two trips to get up to the lift via the snowmobiles provided. You and Jongho get paired with Yeosang and Krys for the second trip, so the ride isn't too bad. Your best friend jokes about how the lift is a cute spot for a proposal since it'll just be the couple, but Yeosang asks who she thinks is planning to get engaged. Krys pouts about his reaction, obviously hoping for a proposal on this trip.

"Come on, Yeosang. You guys have been together forever now. You still aren't getting married yet?" You poke at him to help your friend.

"You act like you and Jongho haven't been together nearly the same time as us. Three years isn't that long, and you're only a few months behind us. Are you planning for an engagement yet?"

You can feel Jongho's frustration at you for commenting as if he'd known it would backfire. As his grip on your hand tightens through the gloves, he silently threatens you to say something fitting.

"No, we aren't even living together though. You've gone through two years of living together. You're years ahead of us, in that respect."

Unable to come up with a comeback, Yeosang sits in silence for the rest of the rife. Krys smiles and quietly thanks you for jumping in.

As you reach the destination, you see Mingi and Daisy jump onto the ever-moving ski lift, decked out in their gear. Neither you nor Jongho are big skiers, so you rent out snowboards instead. Yeosang jokes that you should've gotten a couple's sled instead, but you both ignore him as you put on the gear. Krys pushes her boyfriend to the lift as they finish, waving goodbye to you.

"See you both later! Have fun!"

Left alone with Jongho again, you take your time as you get ready but still finish before him. Looking over, you notice his hands shaking.

"You okay, Jongho? You're shaking."

"You're really riding the edge, aren't you? Did you even think before jumping into their little spat?"

Shocked that he's still upset about it, you scoff, "No way you're so upset about that to be shaking. I even made up for my mistake pretty well."

"Yeah, through a stroke of good luck. But why put yourself into the position in the first place? Come on, Y/N, think a little!"

At this point, you're pretty close together, yelling into each other's faces. Mingi skis past, stopping himself and turning back to the two of you to ask why you aren't heading up already. Thinking quickly, Jongho grabs your collar and pulls you in for a kiss as if he didn't hear his friend. As Daisy joins, she coos about how cute Jongho is, asking her boyfriend why he isn't that sweet in public. As they begin flirting, Jongho drags you to the lift to escape, hoping to avoid any more questions from them. As much as you'd like to slap him for the sudden kiss, you hold yourself back.

"Sorry. I didn't know what else to do." Jongho confesses after half of the lift ride passes.

"Don't worry. I know you're only keeping up the act."

As you hop off the lift at the top of the mountain, you let Jongho begin his descent first. Your mind clouds due to the kiss. It brings back good memories, filling your lips with a bittersweet taste. Shaking your thoughts away, you begin heading down the trail, weaving between trees and choosing a path that'll give you more adrenaline. You have to stop hard at the end and nearly fall over, but you stabilize yourself enough to only wobble.

"Jongho, go help your adventurous girlfriend! She nearly fell!"

"It's her fault for doing that path!" He screams back as he walks up to you with his hand outstretched for you.

You hold onto his arm to balance yourself as you dismount the board. You lean down to pick up the board, but Jongho pulls you upright. He then leans over to pick it up himself, carrying the board under one arm as he keeps you on his other.

The day continues in a similar fashion until all of the activity makes everyone hungry. After a short debate over eating at the ski lodge or heading back to the cabin, everyone files into the lodge, quickly unwrapping layers of clothing in the warm, cozy quarters. You enjoy good food and conversation before braving the freezing weather again to travel back to the cabin. Once back, everyone heads directly to their rooms, beat after the energy spent throughout the past several hours.

You follow Jongho into the backyard with thoughts of the kiss coming back into mind. Alone with him, you can't get rid of them, so you decide to talk about it instead.

"Jongho, what happened when you kissed me earlier? You tensed up shortly after; was something bugging you about it?"

After a short silence, he admits, "The spark is still there. It drove me mad to feel that again after so long."

"Well, we aren't broken up quite yet. We can live out the spark one last time if you want."

Meeting his gaze, you find a boy you haven't seen in a while - one with a look of joy to hear words falling from your lips, and one with excitement of the idea of having you one last time.

"You want to?"

"I wouldn't have suggested it if it wasn't something I was open to, Jongho. You know me at least that well."

Rather than responding, Jongho presses his lips against yours once again. The step forward makes you instinctively step back, hitting the wall in the process. He places one hand against the wall by your head and slides the other around your waist. As you lean back into the wall, he leans into you, pressing his body firmly against yours. Draping your arms over his shoulders, you feel all of the tenseness from earlier wash away thanks to the kiss. As his cock hardens, trying to push out of his pants, he growls at the lack of space.

He pulls away momentarily to undo his pants, but he commands you onto the bed with a simple nod in the right direction. You sit on the edge of the bed and look up at him with innocent eyes as he approaches. When he finally kicks off his pants and stands in front of you, he grabs you by the chin and smirks down at you.

"Oh, are you being good today?"

"I'm always good, sir."

"Of course, baby, how could I forget?"

He leans down and places a quick peck on your lips before straightening again. You watch as he deliberates with himself over what he wants to do to you. You see the moment he decides as his eyes darken and his smirk twists up ever-so-slightly.

"What do you want right now, baby?"

"You, sir. All of you."

"Then lie down. Let's get started. It's going to be a long night if you want all of me."

You scoot back and follow his instructions without a fight. He climbs onto the bed, hovering over you with hunger in his eyes. Slowly, he leans in and kisses your neck, paying attention to everything he does. You already know he wants to drive you insane, and you also know that there's nothing you can do to prevent that outcome. As he continues his slow, drawn-out worship of your exposed skin, you close your eyes and embrace the sensations. You focus so much that you almost miss his words as he whispers his next command into your ear.

"Take it off. All of it."

He moves to the side, eyeing you like prey as you remove your shirt and then slide off your pants. He swallows back saliva as you unhook your bra and let your breasts fall freely. In striking contrast to his recent looks of hatred, the craving look of a predator makes your heart race and adrenaline pump. You feel on cloud nine as you slide your panties down your legs and hear him grunt out at his view. Even if the love is long gone, the lust definitely remains.

He lets you sit there on display all pretty for him for what feels like forever, but you know better than to beg for his touch, even if the cold air perks your nipples and sends shivers up your body. When he finally stops staring at you, he sits against the headboard and taps his thigh. You quickly sit on his thigh with your hands on his shoulders. Guiding your chin to him, he envelopes you in a deep kiss. You don't even notice his hands slowly dropping down to your waist until he grips tightly. His lips fall to your neck and then your chest while his hands guide you to rub yourself along his thigh.

When he feels his thigh get wet from your actions, he smirks and flexes, earning a yelp from you. He pushes your hips down into him more, making you experience even more of the friction against him. He continues to casually cover your upper body in kisses and hickets as if he isn't pushing you dangerously close to the edge on his thigh.

"Jongho~"

"Shh... I know, baby. You're close, I know. Don't be all whiny about it."

He removes his hands and tells you to lie down on your stomach. You hug one of the pillows to your face, excited but terrified to know what he'll do next. When you feel his hands explore your back, the tingles make you tense up.

"What's wrong, Y/N? Scared?" There's a sinister tone to his words as if he hopes that you're afraid.

He begins massaging the tenseness out of your back, kissing in between to give his hands short breaks. Suddenly, you feel him lift your crotch, and his thick cock grazes your inner thigh slightly. You don't know when he stripped out of the rest of his clothing, but you feel his naked chest as he leans in to kiss your shoulder and whisper into your ear.

"Now, be a good girl and take it all for me, okay?"

You nod into the pillow, but he doesn't pay attention. Instead, he's busy lining himself up properly. Slowly, he pushes inside, keeping a slow but steady pace until he bottoms out. You bite the pillow as his girth stretches you out. After not indulging for over a month, the pain burns through you more than usual, but Jongho lets his lust drive him. He trusts that you'll use the established safewords if you need him to stop or slow down, so he immediately begins fucking you.

This lust-driven sex feels much more carnal, nothing like the sex you had when you loved each other. Fueled by the mutual desire of one final hurrah, you enjoy the rough grabbing and hard thrusts.

"Fuck. You're so good."

He slides one hand up your back, knotting it into the hair at your nape. He uses it to pull you up against him. With your back against his chest, he lets go of your hair and snakes his hand around to the front of you. Holding onto your neck, he aggressively thrusts up into you. As he steadies his control, he brings his other hand around to your front. After a bit of blind searching, his thumb finds its place on your clit.

With the added pressure to your clit, you tap on the hand around your neck, signaling that you need to breathe freely. He moves that hand down to your boobs, grabbing one tightly and using his long fingers to rub your nipple. Being stimulated in so many places, you begin to lose yourself, muttering out nonsense in your moans.

"That's it, Y/N. You're taking it so well. Just a little bit more, baby. You're almost there. I can feel it."

Sure enough, you feel your climax approaching. Without letting up on anything, he bites down on your shoulder. The unexpected sensation sends you straight into your orgasm. You shake as it overtakes you, and you feel his moans vibrate against your collarbone as your walls tighten around him. His thrusting becomes rushes, with short, quick thrusts to bring him over the edge as well. Bodies flush against each other, you feel him fill you up as he finishes.

He removes his mouth from your shoulder first, with a curse under his breath over the wonderful feeling. After, he slowly pulls out of you and guides you to lie down next to each other in bed. For a while, the only sounds in the room are your combined panting, but Jongho breaks the silence with a lighthearted jest.

"A spark of lust... What a fun thing, that is."

"Y'know what? I think it might be easier to pretend to love you after that."

After he cracks up at your statement, he throws himself under the blankets, exclaiming, "We'll see. Just don't get on my nerves. Good night, Y/N."

Surprisingly, you both cruise through the day. You're able to joke, hold hands, and even kiss without feeling any way about it. San jokes that it took an extra day for you guys to adjust to the room, but he points out how clear it is that you've broken in the bed. Jongho begins walking towards him without comment, scaring the louder boy away quickly. But even that interaction was all in good fun. When you turn in for the night, you can't help but smile at the fun day. As Jongho joins in, you comment jokingly.

"Maybe San's right. It was obvious we did much better today. We can't let ourselves get sexually frustrated, or it'll make the mission harder."

"I know you're not asking for more after complaining about being sore this morning."

"I'm just saying. No need to get fussy about it, Jongho. Or maybe... Are you already getting sexually frustrated again?" You look at him with a devious smile, but he doesn't respond, so you continue, "Do you need me to help you again? Oh, poor baby!"

Quietly, he asks, "Are you gonna help, or are you just gonna be mean?"

"Oh, my poor baby. Lay down. I'll help you."

You slyly hook your thumbs onto his waistband as you guide him onto the bed. When he scoots back, his pants and underwear slide off with ease. Although he's slightly embarrassed by the sudden nakedness, he doesn't comment. Instead, he silently lets you pull the clothing fully off him before climbing onto the bed to hover over him.

"You're right, though. If I take you again, I'm not sure if I'll be able to get up tomorrow. I guess I'll have to figure out some other way to help."

"Y/N, please, just touch me. Please, no more teasing."

"Oh, poor baby. You're that needy, Jongho? Needy enough to beg for me to touch you?"

Softly you place your hand on the tip of his dick, keeping your eyes on his face the whole time. You revel in his reactions as you rub your palm over his tip with the leaking precum acting as a bit of lube. When you progress down to stroke his dick, you watch his eyes roll back into his head, encouraging you without even realizing it. While he's momentarily blinded by the pleasure, you lean in and take his tip into your mouth. Purely reactionary, Jongho thrusts his hips up into you, but you've had enough experience to predict it and hold him down. However, you notice just how needy he is by his whiny moans, so you decide to give him a quick release - just like he wants.

Quickly bobbing your head and moving your hand in unison, you do everything exactly how you know he likes it best. You ignore the whiny mess spewing from his lips and focus hard on your task, trying to bring him to orgasm in record time. Feeling the usual signs that he's close, you gain a sense of satisfaction in knowing you can still mess him up this quickly and easily. You focus on keeping the pace the same despite it being a bit faster than usual. When he pushes your head down and finishes down your throat, you emerge proud of yourself.

"Did that help?"

Already half asleep after the wave of pleasure, he only slightly nods before passing out. You laugh at the exhausted man before doing your nightly routine and joining him in sleep.

Waking up on the dawn of the final day, you feel a weird sensation overtake you. Grief? Not quite, but something similar, for sure. As you realize that today marks the last day of the trip and your relationship, that sad feeling washes over you from the moment you wake up. Even though you've known the day was coming, it still feels strange to let go, especially after you were able to tolerate each other over the past couple of days. When you join your friends, they're all hugging and crying, claiming that they don't want to return to their regular day-to-day lives. You find it funny to watch, as they take frequent vacations anyway. You and Jongho awkwardly stand there, holding hands and watching the sobbing cuddle huddle.

Before they can pull you in, Jongho claims that he wants to beat traffic, so you two will be heading home first. This quickly pulls everyone apart to say their goodbyes, and you head out to the car within ten minutes. Once there, that overwhelming feeling envelopes the air between you. Neither of you brings up the elephant in the room until you nearly reach your house.

"So, is this officially where we call it?" You ask as he turns down your street.

"I guess it has to be, right? Without the love, there wouldn't be much of a relationship."

"Yeah... We'd make better friends with benefits at this point."

After a short silence, he parks the car in front of your home and turns to you, "Should we?"

"I'd be down for it, honestly."

"Then let's do that. We're no longer in a relationship, but we can still reach out for hook ups."

"Deal."

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[blueicequeen19]

Connections

Warnings: finger and hand action in a hammock

“What’s wrong, JJ?” I move my legs as he rolls into the hammock next to me. He’d been quiet for two days. I knew something was wrong when he left one night only to return with bruises and a busted lip. We didn’t talk about it but we all knew where it came from. JJ refused to talk about it. He’d go on an angry drunk bender then he’d be okay again.

JJ doesn’t answer, just takes the weed pin from my hand and takes an obnoxiously long drag before exhaling out of his nose. I snorted, recalling the dragon joke he always told during our smoke sessions.

“Tell me a joke.” JJ sighs, the sounds of the marsh reaching my ears as the sun started to set.

“My love life.” I snort, having just dumped my loser boyfriend.

“Break up again?”

“Yes.” I roll my eyes, looking out over the water.

“Why?”

“Um, lots of reasons. The relationship was bad. The sex was bad. It all adds up after awhile.”

“Why was the sex bad?”

“He could never get me off so he acted like I was the problem. After awhile I started to believe him.” JJ scoffs, darkness settling around us as the sun finally disappears into the ocean.

“What changed your mind?”

“I, uh, I think when I was able to get myself off like nothing. I realized that maybe he was the problem. I couldn’t enjoy sex with someone I didn’t feel connected to.”

“You’ve only had sex with two people.” He points out, taking the vape from me again.

“So? And neither made me cum.”

“A guy has never gotten you off?” Even in the dark I can see the surprise on his face.

“No. Why are we talking about this? Are you going to tell me what’s wrong with you?”

“Not even with finger-fucking? Are you serious?” I roll my eyes at his poor excuse of deflecting.

“JJ, it’s not that big of—.”

“Let me try.”

Now it’s my turn to be surprised.

“Shut up. No. Are you crazy?”

“Let’s test your theory. We have a connection, we’re best friends, we love each other, so surely I can get it. If not, it’ll prove your theory false and you just have a picky pussy. You’ll have to apologize to Topper for taking his mancard.”

“Don’t call her picky. And I didn’t take his mancard.”

“Not being able to get a girl off is a sure way to ruin a man’s ego. He’s probably licking his wounds as we speak.”

“Shut up!“ We both laugh but I don’t miss the way he turns on his side, scooting closer to me.

“Come on. Let me do this for you.” His voice is husky and deeper and it immediately starts a throbbing between my thighs Id never experienced before. I swallow the lump in my throat. No one would be able to see us in the dark and his body was shielding mine from the house. I bend my knees, spreading my legs for him. I don’t need to see to know he’s smirking so I let my eyes fall closed as I savor his touch starting on my knee.

His hands are warm and callused, years of manual labor already under his belt, with ringed fingers that glide over my skin and over the waist band of my cotton shorts. My nerves have my stomach in knots. What if he’s turned off by me? My fears are squashed when his fingers glide over my slit through my panties and he curses under his breath.

“Wet already?”

“Don’t make fun of me.” I whimper, his fingers rubbing slow circles over my clit. He withdraws his hand and I watch in shock as he sucks two fingers into his mouth then reaches back in my shorts.

“It helps if I’m wet too.” His fingers reach inside my panties and I keen as soon as he touches me.

“Shit.” I whisper, my body like a live wire and buzzing. His fingers dip lower until he’s circling my entrance. I gasp when one finger slides in then out causing my hips to jerk into his touch. He enters again with two fingers and I can’t help the loud moan that flies out. JJ chuckles, resting his head on my chest, his blonde locks brushing my chin as his fingers work slowly inside me. I was so wet I could hear it.

A sharp sensation deep in my gut has me arching, involuntarily grabbing his hair with one hand and his outstretched arm with the other.

“What was that?” I rasp and he does it again, harder this time. It sends sparks down to my toes and has my whole body tightening in response.

“Your G-spot. Does it hurt?” JJ lifts his head to watch my face. It doesn’t hurt, just foreign. I feel him stroking it softer and I can’t stop from rolling my hips into his hand.

“No. Just different.” I breathe, wishing I could see what his hand was doing. JJ groans, shifting closer and that’s when I feel his hard on against my hip. He was enjoying this. I lick my lips, suddenly wanting to make him feel good too.

“I’m going to go faster. If it’s too much, tell me. And just bury your face in my neck to muffle your sounds.” I barely nod and his hand works faster, throwing me into an orgasm so fast it takes my breath away and I throw my arm around his neck, burying my face as I try to stay quiet. JJ doesn’t slow his pace, jerking his hand until my body is shaking and I have to bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming in ecstasy.

“J. Oh, god, J.” I whine into his neck, his movements slowing down but not stopping.

“Does it feel good?” His voice is thick with need and I nod.

“I bet it does. Your pussy is so tight.” I hum in response, my head falling back as he touches that sweet spot again. I jerk when the palm of his hand presses harder into my clit, my mouth falling open on a cry.

“JJ.” I moan his name without realizing it and he groans, burying his head in my neck as he presses harder. The pleasure is so much I could almost cry. I moan his name again.

“Touch me. Please.” JJ begs and I immediately palm him over his shorts. He groans, jerking into my hand. “Stroke it. I’m dying.” I pop the button on his shorts and slide my hand in, surprised by what I find. “Spit in your hand.” I do as he says despite feeling slightly gross. I’m sure a dry handjob doesn’t feel good.

I wrap my hand around his impressive shaft, working in my salvia and he immediately moans, almost louder than me. I cup his cheek with my free hand, teetering on the ledge myself as his fingers never stop.

“J, you have to be quiet.” I murmur, resting our foreheads together.

“Tighter. You won’t hurt me.” He hisses. I do what he says and he bites his lip, jerking his fingers inside me harder.

“I’m gonna cum.” I whine, tightening my grip on him further and he nods.

“Me too. Oh, shit. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Don’t stop.” I’m thrown into my own orgasm, his desire filled voice being too much along with the stimulation. He cums all over my hand just in time for me to open my mouth to scream but I’m suddenly cut off by his lips crashing into mine. We both keep going, blinded by need. We both cum again, only stopping when neither of us can catch our breath and our arms are numb. My lips hurt from the intensity of his kiss and there’s a deep ache settling in between my thighs. I wipe my hand off in his boxers as instructed and he licks his fingers clean despite my protests.

We lay there for a long time. In and out of consciousness as we try to slow our racing hearts. I can’t turn my brain off as I replay his kiss over and over again. The desperation behind it was almost enough to make me want to climb on top of him but I resisted the urge. Did he feel it too? The shift between us?

I turn my head towards him and find him already looking at me.

“JJ.” I whisper, my hand finding his.

“Are you sore?” He whispers back, lacing his fingers through mine.

“No.” I whisper.

“Good.” Then he’s kissing me again.

#smutwarning #jj maybank smut #outer banks smut #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine #obx2 #jj maybank fluff #jj obx #jj maybank x you #rudy pankow

[hello-nichya-here]

https://www.tumblr.com/mostly-mundane-atla/710894569738387456/this-sounds-pretty-accurate-but-there-is-another what do u think ??

Okay, here are the bits I agree with:

1 - Some Azula fans are trying way too damn hard to make her a "Girlboss" that never did anything wrong. This is legitimatelly something I have seen happen A LOT lately and it gets on my nerves SO BAD.

2 - Some Azula fans focus a just a little bit too much on the sad aspects of her character/story, mainly her loneliness and how she felt nobody loved her (Note: I'm being generous here because most of the time people bring that to remind me people that, no, just because she was the favorite child of an ABUSIVE parent it doesn't mean that her life was easy, but I HAVE seen the "character sad, therefore character good" a few times).

The stuff that I don't agree with it AT ALL:

1 - "Cersei Lannister is a character that is like Azula." No. Just no. I know the fandom likes to joke about some simmilarities between both shows or borrow elements from that story to our fanfics, but Avatar is not Game Of Thrones, and Azula is not Cersei. Their personalities are not that simmilar, nor their family situations. Cersei is far more reckless, blood thirsty, downright vile ADULT WOMAN, she never got a single shred of respect from her father or ANYONE, and her main way of manipulating people is to go the Femme Fatale route and seduce them. Not at all like the pragmatic (but not sadistic), prodigious, awkward princess that can't flirt to save her life and that everyone respects/fears. Even the whole "When you play the Game Of Thrones, you win or you die" doesn't really apply because Cersei sacrificed nearly everything to remain the queen, while Azula literally brought Zuko back home, making him the heir to the throne again. They. Are. Not. The. Same. (I won't get into the other characters mentioned because I don't know who they are)

2 - "Azula isn't that well written" Unless we're considering the comics, in which EVERYONE was poorly written, I'm gonna die on the hill that this is just wrong. Azula was not redeemed, yes, and Bryke seems to not understand her, but the way her story and arc went in the show makes perfect logical sense to me - I just don't think that's where or how it should end. We can argue over whether her story is finished, not on if she's well-written character and a deliberately sympathetic villain that was also REALLY good at being a villain.

3 - "Azula doesn't have a lot going on" Bullshit. Regardless of redemption or not, Azula IS a complex character - yes, even if she is the villain of a Nickelodeon cartoon (WEIRD argument to claim she can't be that deep - this is literally a show about war, genocide and abusive families, which is why it stood out to people because NOBODY expected Nick to go there). We literally see her having a mental breakdown after years of abuse, indoctrination and VERY bad decisions that ruined every relationship she had finally caught up with her. I consider this a lot, just like I consider things like waking up one day and finding out EVERYONE you knew and loved has been gone for a hundred years or dealing with the fact your father is an abusive piece of shit that is totally okay with disfiguring and banishing you because you dared to speak out of turn. For fuck's sake, the existence of The Beach as an episode proves this claim wrong because the whole point of that episode is "These villainous Fire Nation teens have some hidden depths."

4 - "There are better stories with better/more complex characters" Again, weird argument. I think Beauty And The Beast is the best Disney movie and that Mulan is the best disney princess, but I still adore Snow White despite her story being VERY simple. And even though I like these stories that all have endings, I like the dark fantasy and heavy on politics story of Game Of Thrones - and even though I think the books are better, I still like the first half of the show despite the changes made to the story. This is not a "Either this or that" situation. You can think something isn't perfect or deep and STILL like it.

5 - "She's not a real person, she's a character on a show therefore her not needing to 'deserve' redemption is irrevelant because what matters is what benefits the story and Azula's redemption wouldn't do that" Really? You're pulling that shit? In a show like ATLA? The show that said "Everyone is capable of great good and great evil"? The show that repeatedly says "Friendship and kindness are going to save the day?"? The show that had one of the bad guys redeem himself by befriending the good guys and visiting his abusive father in jail and saying "Maybe this will make you have a change of heart?" THIS show would not benefit or stay consistent to it's themes if the villain that desperately craves love and validation learned that the way she tried to get these things was wrong and started being a better person who'd eventually be healthy, loved and accepted? Give me a break.

#asks #azula meta #azula deserved better

[alrightsnaps]

The beef you have with Anthony on twitter is very pathetic and also the fact that you PRETEND Violet has haters when all that happened is that maybe a couple of kanthony shippers have said she was a bit too harsh with him cause god forbids audience members feel more connected with the protagonist and not his mom. Also the fact you want Kate to share screentime with Mary and Edwina again when she was treated like crap by them is not it for someone who claims to love Kate. But I guess it's not surprising when you're buddy buddy with that selcouth account who not so secretly hates Kanthony and Kate and has polite convo with the bloggers who call Kate a homewrecking whore. You know your friend writes fic in which Anthony is beaten up and Kate continues to be miserable post wedding for the sake of poor innocent Edwina?And thinks Anthony should give a fuck about Edwina doesn't let him call her by her first name? Tell your friend he eyefucked Kate at the altar in front of her, let me assure you edwina lovers he doesn't give a fuck about her brattiness the majesty. Leave Kate and Kanthony out of your mouth.

aww how sweet of you that you think y'all are the first people to dickride for anthony at the expense of female characters! i can assure you that i've been beefing with his stans since before kate's casting announcement. kathonies are not the first to drag violet to defend him, or even the first stans to demonise their male fave's mother while excusing his own behaviour. sienna/anthony shippers did the exact same thing long ago painting violet as the evil hag who wouldn't let poor little anthony run off into the sunset with sienna in s1.

also why the fuck wouldn't i want kate to fix her relationships with edwina and mary? i've criticised edwina repeatedly for never apologising to kate since day 1. that's something we never saw in s2 so yeah, i definitely want to see that and i consider necessary for them to rebuild their relationship on better terms after the wedding fiasco.

what i consider hypocritical as fuck is being totally ok with kate forgiving anthony when he hardly did enough to deserve her forgiveness after all the pain he put her through, but drawing the line at her stepmother and sister.

anthony literally ruined kate in 2x04 and not only didn't assume his responsibilities as he forced simon to do with daphne in s1, but had the nerve to propose to her sister the very next morning. so yeah, if i can support kate being with anthony in the s2 finale when he was calling her "the thorn easily removed" from his and edwina's lives just two episodes back, because that makes her happy, i can sure as hell root for her making up with the women that have been her entire world for the past 26 years as well.

as far as i'm concerned neither anthony nor edwina did right by kate in s2. edwina because she blamed her for anthony's actions and was ungrateful, when all kate had done was sacrifice after sacrifice for her to be happy. and anthony because he never showed kate the respect he demanded men to show to his sisters and chose to go after her baby sister only to publicly humiliate both sharma girls in front of anyone when they were at the altar.

i'm old enought to be able to form my own opinion about characters instead of joining fandom groupthink or liking/disliking them based on how their fanbase behaves. if that was my criterion i don't think there's a single ship i'd support in the bridgerton fandom, considering that i disagree with most kathony and benophie stans on twitter for always coddling anthony and benedict and excusing their misogyny.

and frankly, i'm extremely uncomfortable with the way you and many kathony stans talk about edwina. y'all are literally victim blaming an 18yo child for falling for a grownass man who went after her and ruined her in the eyes of society. you constanly infantilise anthony when he has more privilege than 99% of men in england, while spending your time talking shit about a teenage girl.

that's not holding edwina responsible for her behaviour towards kate, it's misogyny, plain and simple. she has every right to treat anthony like filth for the rest of her life after what he did to her and be protective of kate, like kate was of edwina when anthony was courting her, after his abhorrent treatment of both sisters.

a 30yo man not giving a fuck about a teenager he strung along and ruined isn't the gotcha that you think it is. except you clearly have such a sexist worldview that you consider him to be the "prize" edwina lost and kate won, rather than a man who hurt them both deeply and took advantage of his privilege over them.

if i should keep kate out of my mouth for wanting to see her have a healthy and wholesome relationship with her family, so should you people for being ok with anthony doing the bare minimum to win her after the hell he put her through.

#my asks #bridgerton

[burning-omen]

Diego Hargreeves x GN!reader headcanons

Diego Hargreeves x Gn!reader

Pronouns used: none

Requested by anonymous: Hello lovely, would I be allowed to request GN reader dating Diego Hargreeves headcanons? (I love your writing so much and please take your time with this!!)

Warning⚠️: knives, accidentally cutting himself, almost getting your shit rocked by Viktor, not beta read because my beta readers are fucking sleeping (the nerve).

Reblogs>likes

(a/n: I've been Violently Sick for the passed few days and I'm in so much pain and the only thing I can do is lay in bed so I was like “might as well do some request”)

He's a bisexual and I stand by that.

He's never really been the dating type so he's a little lost when you first start your relationship

He took you axe throwing as a date once, just to see if you'd like it. Now you go at least twice a month (it’s y'all thing)

Watching him play with knives and him trying to do an advanced trick to impress you but ends up hurting himself.

Like almost cutting his fingers off.

But it's just a scratch, he's okay.

Make him move in with you, anything is better than a hot ass, sweaty, gym boiler room.

Never had any kind of casually intimate relationship. Like he's never had someone who just loved him for no other reason than just “because I do”

He's scared of you leaving him, he doesn't show it often, but honestly every relationship he's had ended in some kind of tragedy.

More specifically Patch.

You didn't know about Patch until later in your relationship. He was destroyed by her death. Which only really hit him after he helped save the world (and universe, and multiverse etc..).

Okay moving on from the sad.

He's not a morning person and it’s your fault.

Years of training, a lifetime of waking up at the crack of dawn… Ruined.

Because of you and your “just a few more hours baby, I’m tired”

Sleeps in with you one time and he’s a different man.

He can sleep until noon.

He will force you to stay in bed with him, arm and legs fully locked around your body with the intention of keeping you in bed.

If you’re Strong, then you're just gonna have to carry the bastard on your back as you get ready because he’s not letting go.

If you’re not, rip.

He’s always cold, like all the damn time. Non-stop freezing.

He gonna put his little cold hands on you

And his cold everything else.

And you’re going to suffer.

He does it out of love though.

Get him a nice knife, even if it’s purely decorative and just made to sit and look pretty on a shelf, get him one.

He loves it, even if he can’t use it.

We know he likes to dance, but he doesn’t like dancing in front of people.

So you’re gonna have to do a fucked up dance in front of him first because one thing he’s not fucking doing is opening that floodgate on his own.

Once he’s comfortable and has established that he can do his dorky little dances in front of you he’s ready for marriage.

Like he’s walking down the aisle the moment he sees the acceptance in your eyes.

Honestly and truly your biggest simp.

He thinks you’re so hot.

Whether you're the type of person that just dresses nicely every day and just looks amazing all the damn time.

Or you only get dressed up for special occasions and are in you pajamas any other time he doesn’t give a FUCK.

Dates are weird.

Depending on which season this takes place in he’s either 1) a vigilante, 2) a mental hospital escapee, 3) being hunted by the Sparrows, or 4) whatever fuckery Reggie has set up to keep his children from living normally in the Hargreeves capitalist utopia.

So…ya know. Regular dates might be a little difficult. But stay at home date are always an option.

Cooking together, watching movies, cuddling. The whole 9 yards for him.

He Refuses to introduce you to his family. Not because he doesn’t want you meeting them, it’s just he has a feeling that somebody (Klaus) will have some very embarrassing things to say about him.

That’s okay tho, Klaus let himself into your house once after finding out Diego lives there and embarrassed him anyways.

The rest of the family was honestly super easy after that.

Except for Viktor.

Turns out, he’s very protective of his family and will Beat Your Ass for his brother.

Luckily, he approves.

Idk what else to say so uuuuhhhh….

He loves you and you have changed his life for the better. He can’t imagine a life without you and he doesn’t want to. He just loves you so much.

#x gn reader #gn!reader #gender neutral reader #diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves x you #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves headcanons #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy x reader #fanfiction

[vtforpedro]

life and whatnot

It's not very good but I wanted to say I'm managing. Barely. Thank you for your comments on my last post about Isis. I appreciate them more than I can say. And a huge thank you to @thoseveganelves for a beautiful drawing of her that is my lock screen on my phone <3 thank you again. I'm having problems with Lilly now. I truly hope she'll be ok and they're more behavioral than something actually wrong but there are a few concerning things. Moreover, me and my mom's relationship is shit. She did something yesterday involving Lilly and I'm not sure I can forgive her. Or anything that's happened since the lumbar puncture I wish I never did. It was supposed to be an easy procedure to get a diagnosis and treatment but it ruined my life to such a terrible degree lol wild. I'm exhausted. My head gets pretty severe and then I'll have a break. Enough now that I have been able to watch some shows for the first time in years! They have to be easy and relatively calm shows with not much action or fast camera movement but the fact that I can while my head is in a respite is pretty great. I was working on art like crazy too but shit happened and my creative bug disappeared for a while. I'm writing in another fandom and started up more recently again after a short break. It sucks not to be creative b/c arting/writing is still about all I can do. I do miss bagginshield quite a lot right now. My neurologist is still an asshole. I cry every time I have to interact with him in some way and when I tried to switch within the same group, they wouldn't allow it. They had to talk to him about it so now he knows I'm trying to escape him lmao but thankfully the next time I see neuro is with his PA and I'll get a break from him. It's insane how they can do this to patients and not give a fuck. I lied out my teeth tho when I was trying to switch and said he did right by me, with absolutely no problems (totally didn't leave me in excruciating pain for five entire months). Oh well! My mom and I are supposed to start family therapy soon but they're not calling me back which is strange. My therapist is trying to get them to move on it. It was pulling teeth to get my mom to agree and took a massive fight for that to happen. She used to be my number one. Now I can't trust her with me or my fucking cat. My entire body tenses so badly when she is here. I love my mom with all my heart but I do not like who she has become. I'm so tired. MH is in the tank. I miss Isis severely. She was my soul cat and what happened to her was awful. But her spirit is here. I was never a spiritual person before but too many things are happening that are distinctly Isis™ so I know she's here. Beyond what may be a medical issue, Lilly has blossomed into a different cat, most of it good, but she has seemed very unsettled at times and it hasn't calmed down much since mid-May. Keeping an eye on her. Her vet gave us a prescription for gabapentin and it fucked Isis up so much that I'm nervous about it. But Isis was weird like me and cats usually respond well to it. I hate to make Lilly sedated in any way too but she may have some tooth pain rn and it'd help that. I have pretty bad nerve pain in my face and gaba is a lifesaver for me. Anyway this is rambling like usual. I'm tired and I'm unwell and just want to be well enough to be by myself with my cat again. I have a long road ahead of me to get there. Thanks for listening. 💜 Love you all very much. I am thankful you're here and I'm sending as much warmth as I can. You are all amazing people. Thank you.

#vtforpedro personal #vtforpedro medical #tw animal death #MH stuff

[fruitycatnoir]

ok i’m ranting about this because i need a distraction

chase davenport deserved better. he deserves the world

first of all his father is so toxic. like this dude just cares about money and is in-love with himself. in avalanche, chase led the mission and didn’t get credit or thanks for guiding them. bree and adam gave mr. davenport the credit and he cheered them on but NOT chase. “hustle and muscle” but nothing for chase? it’s no wonder he rebelled and went on a mission on his own. and then mr. davenport barely cared when he saw that chase was alive. like no “OH THANK GOODNESS MY SON IS OK” or hug. but when chase showed him the shit that he brought back from the mission, THATS when donald was excited. EXCUSE ME?

then bree ditched him in an episode instead of just telling him she wanted to hang out with her friends. just tell your brother the truth instead of lying bro? i love their relationship but god that wasn’t nice of her

speaking of bree, she never stops complaining about her life and especially about her brothers. bro i would DIE to live with chase davenport or any of the dooley-davenports. this girl has the nerve to complain about having bionics, living with two other bionic people, and have chase davenport as a brother? PLEASE.

skipping ahead a little bit, what’s unrealistic about the show is how chase apparently could never get a girlfriend. he was always made fun of for it, especially by adam (who never got a girl during the show either?) “don’t worry chase. you’ll have plenty of girlfriendless years to figure it out” “you do know you’re never get a girlfriend, right?” like when a girl did like him, adam ruined it because he was jealous. let your brother be, oh my god.

he’s the smartest man in the world and no one credits him for it. in ‘twas the mission before christmas’ (S2), he pointed out that he’s a genius and davenports scientist friend wasnt praising him. like he clearly just wants someone to be proud of him. and the scientist in the space elevator episode was called “the smartest person i’ve ever worked with” by donald right in front of chase as if he’s smarter than chase. chase even tried to correct him, and donald then called himself the smartest. and the other thing is how small he is. like adam always makes fun of his “tiny doll like body” and that same scientist called him a “little lady,” then in sink or swim (S3), adam called him “our lovely daughter, piper.” chase really isn’t that small. billy is 5’ 8 and that’s not that small. spencer is over 6’ tall, and bree is shorter than both leo and chase. like can we stop making fun of chase for his height? he’s average size just shut up.

lastly, mission leader in elite force. skylar led one mission and was heavily praised for it. chase has been leading missions for YEARS and NEVER gets credit. it’s not fair. yes trapping skylar in mission command was wrong but chase was hurt and i don’t blame him. and in the last episode, reese played with poor chase’s feelings just to get the list. of course they were a weird couple but chase looked really happy. when he found out she’s rodissius’ daughter, you could see his heart sink to his stomach, and yet rodissius was laughing at him. i’m glad bree stuck up for him though. however, this is the one time i actually think chase was really dumb and makes me mad. reese was very sus and yes, it was his fault, but also, he was tricked.

i could go on and on but i’ll save that for another time. in conclusion, chase deserved better and his siblings and dad should have been nicer to him.

#rant post #chase davenport #lab rats #lab rats bionic island #lab rats elite force #disney channel #disney xd #wattpad #billy unger #fictional characters

[theficblog]

PROBLEM

LIU YANGYANG

Prologue: Yangyang can get on to your nerves really quickly. What is the problem that you have with him?

Genre: Fluff + Highschool AU + Haters to lovers

Wordcount: 971

Warnings: Mild Language

You stepped out of the public bus as you thanked the driver for dropping you off at school, just like any other day. This pleasant morning twinned itself with your pleasant mood. The semester was about to end soon, leaving you excited and restless. You took firm yet happy steps to the school building. The early morning breeze swept past your long glossy hair. The chirping of birds was stirred up by the chit-chat of the students. "Today is going to be a happy day!" You cheered yourself up as you continued your little commute.

Your happiness was short-lived and your face immediately held up an irritated emotion as you rolled your eyes.

"Hi! Y/N! Good Morning!" Your classmate greeted you with his cheeky smile, getting out of his flashy, expensive black Mercedes that his dad got him for his birthday last year. His driver was probably lacking more brains than him, for he parked his car right in your way.

You reverted with a cold expression as you tried to regain the momentum. Less than a minute later, you were in your class. You were quick to mingle with the rest of your friends and catch up on the uninteresting school gossip. The class huffled and shuffled quickly back to their seats, hinting that your homeroom teacher was in.

SHIT! THIS COULD NOT BE REAL!

"The final exams are approaching, you all are aware, but still some of us need extra help and effort. Liu Yangyang, you’ve got to somehow pass the grade at least. Starting today, reach out to Y/N in case you need academic help." That were his exact words.

What appeared to be a doze of scolding to Yangyang that was quite enjoyable to witness has now turned tragic for you. Yangyang already ruined your morning and now this was more to add to your exasperated mood. God! He was annoying!

The Maths class ended without you realizing the time. You were no math geek, but it was arguably interesting to get tangled up in the brain exercises. The pen was still being held in your hands even after all the chaos, a rather common scenario during recess time.

Yangyang did not miss a minute and dragged his feet to your seat, placing himself on your table. "So you know, I need help". He started the conversation. His family was sure rich enough to get him tutored privately, but still here he was. Just as you parted your lips to decline this request of his, he came up with another point. "Mr. Choi ordered it to be done, plus, you are the Class President, Y’N." He pleaded with no look of appeal whatsoever on his face.

"Tskk, okay, now get fucking off my seat!" You yanked his hand away.

It’s not like you hated him or anything, but just that he appeared to be that very young, rich, and spoiled brat who could not bother to lift up a spoon by himself. Maybe you were just jealous that he had it easier.

-

"No! Can’t you get this in your stupid brain! You’re supposed to shift the minus sixteen to the right side of the equation and then solve for the x." You were basically yelling at him this time as you explained. This was the seventh time you were repeating the exact same problem.

"Solve for the ex? huh? That’s going to be hard for me Y/N, I’ve had unsolved issues with some of my exes, to be honest". Yangyang teased as he spun the pencil in his hands. He wore his glasses just for today, ditching his contacts. With that huge cream-coloured hoodie, he looked like the nerd he never was.

"I’ve had like four girls in the past, all of whom are now an ‘x’ to me." He carelessly added more to this unwanted piece of conversation. Hearing this broke your heart. Yeah, he sure was all rich and fun and relationships probably did not matter to him. His money could always get him anyone he wanted, anytime, but this broke your heart. Never in your life had you been more judgmental.

Your face grew more agitated as he kept on ceaselessly talking and talking about the stuff you did not want to hear about—his past love affairs. He was such an idiot for this. "Silence, you uneducated peanut!" You rebuked. His mouth was left hanging open at the view of this side of yours. You were now evidently angry, and jealous.

"That’s disgusting. You’re lucky you’re cute." The boy replied back. "Did he just say I am cute?" You thought to yourself, and it created some new sort of sensation in your stomach. You were sure you now had a one sided love-hate with him.

"The variable detaches with the remaining eight on the left side. And then these brackets, oh, there you go, x is three." Yangyang talked to himself as he finally succeeded in solving the algebra. He looked at you, who were still lost somewhere in your trail of thoughts.

"I know you have a crush on me, Y/N." He stated out of nowhere, accompanied by a subtle curve of the lips, that seemed sincere to you for the first time ever.

You smirked back at him, no, you weren’t buying it that easily. You stood up as the bell rang, indicating it was the time for you both to leave.

"God bless the one that has a crush on you!" You made your remark and turned your back.

"Is there going to be any problem with that? Yangyang’s words made you pause. You turned back again, now facing him with a direct eye contact. Thinking and reenacting the best hard-to-get girl you ever saw in the movies, hands on the waist with perfect posture.

"Yes, a problem of love!"

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[luckyqueenreign]

Bestie I’m so tired! I played through todays release twice and it still pisses me off.

Johnny is truly a piece of shit. It’s so crazy how people who were in the villa on day one either have nothing to say or believe his blatant lies! Like, I JUST met him, why would I trust him to tell him anything?? Just plain stupid.

Kat is getting everything she deserves. If she didn’t cling to that man so hard and jump down his throat about every single thing then he wouldn’t be over there pining for me.

Gabi is still annoying to me. I’m never gonna like her. She’s clearly using Dana to stay close to Suresh. Just because I’m mad at him right now doesn’t mean she can have him.

Meera is a know nothing big mouth ass bitch. She’s constantly butting into things that have nothing to do with her and keeps on with her stupid little comments. I really wish I could just punch her in the mouth and get kicked off the show. It would 100% be worth it. I’ve never wanted to fight a game character more.

Alfie is really a little lap dog for his partner. Like, he’s just so happy to have someone that he’s turned into her bitch. That wack ass apology he gave because he couldn’t grow a pair and just say that they wouldn’t vote for me because I’ve done NOTHING to her.

Finn was the only one of the guys to really have my back when it came down to it and that really irritated me. Like, Alfie and Suresh let it be known in Casa that they both have feelings for me but you chose to keep silent while I got lied on?? Very sweet for Finn to cut Johnny’s bullshit AND back me in front of everyone and not just in a one on one. But he has stayed quiet through a lot of other unfair shit that MC has gone through and I don’t like that either.

Lulu is my favorite girl! How can she see the bs but the other girls are questioning me?? I definitely kissed her for the game both times. I’d love to see what’s gonna happen with her character.

*big dramatic sigh* Suresh…I don’t know about him at this point. All my other theories about him are out of the window. The NERVE to kiss Gabi in front of me!! And MARRY Meera like she hasn’t been coming for my head!! It’s complete nonsense. I don’t know why they’ve done this to his character but i hate it. Idk if it’s supposed to make us feel like Finn is the only one that gets us but it’s bullshit. You’re in a relationship with someone for over a year, come onto a dating show FOR them specifically, steady try to win them back and then all of a sudden crickets??? Make it make sense FB!! How can they change this man’s whole personality?! He was always an outspoken go getter and now all of a sudden he’s focusing on someone he has no spark with and kissing an old fling that was the cause of our breakup? BFFR. He was a flirt but he was never heartless. They are ruining him and I hope that Finn publicly saying that he wants me will kick his ass into gear. If not, I’m not sure how this will end. I’ll honestly have no LI and I’ll choose someone out of spite just to ruin their relationship for fucking with me.

This game is a health hazard.

bestie 😭😭😭😭i literally hate all of the bullying this SEASON not just these episodes. Theres really no need to make JoColas or Meera go same damn hard for us but they did. this is the first season with no perfect LI except maybe Lulu, she backed us from the start and she was so nice. re: Suresh...😩😩 here's my theory I really think everything he's doing is very intentional on FB's side. Even Alfie stans, I didn't realize it because I'm so focused on Suresh but look at who they chose for him to kiss, KAT...just like Suresh, Alfie has history with Kat and that kiss would've hurt MC a lot too. FB intentionally hurt us this week with Suresh and Alfie's choices to force Finn on us. Because think about it are you really going to listen to Finn's marriage proposal if you really actually wanted Suresh/Alfie and they proposed too? Nah you wouldn't.

#luckyqueenreignask

[missnenesworld]

mikey talks

"so... you wanna talk?" Nori eyes Mikey as he shovels her chocolate chip waffles into his mouth. He still has those prominent dark circles under his eyes and she wonders if he really has been taking care of himself while he was away.

"can I finish my food first? I hate soggy waffles." she nods and starts cleaning up. by that time Nahoya had risen and made his way to the kitchen, surprisingly with shorts and a tank top on.

he hugs nori from behind and kisses her cheek. "can i have waffles too?," he pouts at her.

"no you can go get your own waffles," she miffs at him while plugging the waffle maker back in.

"always gotta be like that ma. after all I do for ya?" she side eyes him as he munches on a piece of bacon.

she shakes her head and laughs. "get on my nerves, hoya."

"I'm gonna barf up my breakfast nori. cut it please," Mikey's voice speaks up from behind them.

Nahoya grins at him. "well good morning to you too sunshine." he turns back to Nori. "I'll be back for my waffles after a quick shower." with that he disappears back into the room.

"with how often he's here i'm gonna have him start paying bills," Nori groans.

Mikey laughs and it makes her smile. She hasn't heard it in a while. "who knew you would end up with him. been pining after you forever." she tries not to think too deep about his words. luckily she didn't have to push it away for too long because Mikey slides his empty plate towards her. "guess I'm ready to talk."

"i mean you don't have to if you don't want to Mikey. I just want to help fix this and I can't do that if i don't know what's going on," she says with a sigh.

"your hearts in the right place sis so it's okay." he takes a moment, observing the granite counter, tracing the shapes with his eyes. "Nene had cheated on me during our two year relationship. with Shin of all people."

Nori's in shock. her friend doesn't seem like that type of person. she was deemed the group's sweetheart. she furrows her brows. "you caught her?" he nods, not meeting her eyes and tracing one of his hand tats with his finger. "do you know why she did it?"

he stops the movement of his finger. the silence is deafening. all they can hear is the running water from the shower. "never asked. just packed my shit and left. she made me look stupid and there shouldn't be any reason for her to fuck my brother." he’s starting to shake slightly from anger.

"calm down Mikey." she walks over to him at the kitchen island and sits next to him, rubbing his arm soothingly. “there isn't an excuse for it but I'm just saying there for sure is a reasoning to her actions. if she loved you and stayed with you for two years she wouldn't just be doing it just to do it."

his brows make creases on his face as he tries to get that information through his head. he didn't like being wrong or thinking that something he did was wrong.

"i'm not sure if i want to hear her side of the story... seeing her makes me feel those really bad feelings again." it's true he's always struggled with some mental health issues and it took him so long to finally gain some normalcy. then Nene came along and made him backtrack his progress.

he took off under the guise of needing to branch out his racing. the smoking came back for a bit. insomnia made his days endless. became a little more reckless with who he slept with and his racing, damn near getting into an accident and ruining his career.

that's when he knew he needed to get help before he slipped even further. "we should try Mikey. it's not fair to her if you don't hear her side of the story and try to at least mend your relationship."

he's not sure if he wants to himself but he wants to at least try for his sis, and anyone else who has made friends with Nene. "guess i can give it a shot. but don't say i don't do shit for you."

she smiles and hugs him. "there's my mikey. missed you brother."

his shell is cracking under the weight of love that he's missed out on for too long. "missed you too sis."

#journal entries ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

[malamai]

This is probably going to be heavy.

Basically I'm going to just express this sadness here because my partner tried to speak to me the other day regarding this and I get a lump in my throat and its like the words won't come up, they choke me in a way and nobody will read this because I don't think anyone I know personally even knows that I started using my blog again because tumblr is dead now.

it's somebody's milestone birthday this month and I haven't spoken to them since 2020 because basically it sounds crazy when I say it like that but they were the closest thing to a sister I ever had, she was/will always be the best friend I ever had. Basically we had a disagreement over something that seems so stupid now but the thing that got me was the the last thing she said to me was "I know you're done with me." When I tried to speak to her about the issue in a message form and it really hit a nerve internally with me where it just felt like "Okay, I will never be done with you but is this really one of those things where this is so disposable to her?" And I didn't stick around to find out, it just really hurt because I just felt like she shut years of friendship down, we literally did everything together and spoke everyday and Lee still says "you just still miss her don't you?" But I know she doesn't miss me. She had a new best friend pretty fast and just seemed to forget about me and the people who came with me as a deal and it literally broke my heart in the worst way, I keep everyone new at arms length who I meet because nothing would ever be able to replace that relationship in my eyes, so it's like what's the point? Like it is what it is and I guess I'm just one half of what was a duo now and have been since 2020 as pathetic as that sounds, it's ruined all my life plans because I just feel like there's a person that should be here but they are not, they should be here laughing at me doing the stupid shit I do but it's just a voice in my head now that I carry with me of what that person would say to me. I've never told any of our secrets, felt angry over a memory or not been able to look back at some of the crazy times and laugh but now I just tear up. I just miss that person so much and I just feel like I'm heartbroken. Like I'd love to just one day wake up and there be a message or a call, something but I know there won't be and it's crushing. I feel like somebody has died and I can't stop mourning them but they're just going about life when they were just such a big piece of mine.

So yeah I can't talk about it to my Lee when he asks me why I don't just message her and tell her how I feel because I can't physically say it because it's like the whole thing has me by the throat and I can't speak, I just cry and shut down and thats just not something I do. Usually I am confronting, I can talk about my pain and I can handle shit but this is just awful and has been since it happened.

#best friend #emo post #heartbreak

[spookitapes]

nsfw confession below the cut !! MINORS DNI !!

okay i just got my soul snatched 😀 just hooked up with my old guy bsf/first ever body for the first time in like 5 years…let’s call him J! for context i am a 4’9 mixed emo bitch & he’s a 6’2 yt boy with hella tats….that man took my innocence and first introduced me into toxic relationships lmao !! but no actually…he really ruined me…had me crying into my pillow and then humping it minutes later bc he had me conditioned to think of his dick every time i cried since he’d have me sobbing on his dick any chance he got 😭

after i finally let him take my virginity i was ruined bro…every time we hung out i had to get his dick someway. he had me obsessed with him and his dick and that’s exactly how he wanted it, too. no matter how much we fought or got on each other’s nerves we just kept coming back because no one else could fuck like us. he ignited my size kink before i even knew wtf that was…i remember the first time he ever fingered me and i was so scared because his fingers were so big and he just kept telling me he’d make ‘em fit while playing my clit threw my panties…and god after we fell off i just never had another guy ever made me cum again 😭 only girls and myself since…

well we recently got back in touch and we’ve been hanging and chilling since he got out of jail (LMAO OOPS) !! well bitch he took me out since this mfering morning!! he bought me a fat ass breakfast, took me shopping, took me to get coffee and pastries from my face cafe, took me to the speedway, got me to try funnel cake for the first time, and after a day full of fun he took me to his house and proceeded to fuck the absolute shit out of me….

okay let’s break this down bc i’m a whore !! when he took me shopping he picked out this like light pink satin dress that fits me SO GOOD…it also has a slit up my left leg & makes my tits look AMAZING…well i ended up changing after he bought it for me and keeping it on the rest of the day…and he just kept sneaking glances at me the whole day and i was blushing so hard jfc it’s embarrassing tbh.

well he ended up staring into my eyes while he rolled and i just super flustered and i started blushing and looking away and he was like “no no no..i spoil you all day and got you sitting pretty on my couch while i roll a blunt to smoke you out…the least you could do is let me look at you while i do.” and i just wanted to mount him. like fully just yank his pants off and ride his dick into the sunset 😩

so i looked back in his eyes and i know he could tell i was already going stupid for him from the dumb ass smirk he gave me…well while we were smoking let’s just say i get bold when high…and today was my first day smoking in two weeks so j was pretty geeked by hit like 4 😭 i ended up in his lap with him smoking the blunt and guiding my hips while i grinded on him…bro he made sure i kept getting hits in and the weed was just hitting and i was so sensitive and god J always gets so dirty when he’s high bc he doesn’t have a filter…and he just ended up having to put the blunt out bc i was just begging him to fuck me like at that point i was soaking thru to his pants 😭

j finally got his dick out and i was just so needy i lined him up and just started pushing down…his dick is literally the biggest i’ve ever taken and riding him is just a whole different world of full. so be grabbed my hips real quick and he was like “careful baby don’t wanna hurt yourself, huh? or do you like it when i get you a little hurt, yeaaah i know you like it when i treat you a little rough, don’t you baby?” and i was just moaning out yesyesyes love it when you hurt me a little baby love it so much !

and after he finally got me adjusted to his big ass dick he just started fucking me on him like a rag doll…i thought he was gonna let me have some control but i should’ve known better lmao…i think i just forgot he’s so strong so when he started slamming my body up and down on top of his cock like that i was just floating dude…i’m usually not that loud in the bedroom but he had me screaming !! 😭

and i went to go take the dress off but he fucking growled at me dude…held my hands behind my back with one of his while he choked me with his other one and just started fucking up into me so hard, but slow..he was staring me in the eyes with these fucking crazy eyes like he was gonna kill me or smth and he was like “don’t you dare take this dress off, not when you look so pretty wearing what i got you. yeah baby, say you look pretty. tell daddy how pretty you look while i’m deep in your fucking princess pussy, come on. say it. say it or you’re not coming, not on this dick, not at all. now, fucking. say. it.” and when i tell you my mouth started blabbing! i was not about to miss the opportunity to come, especially on his heavenly cock!

mm i look so pretty daddy, so pretty in the dress you got me! thank you for giving me your big dick,- fuck, you’re so deep please baby fuck me hard please needacumsobad!

and with that he flipped us over and literally POUNDED me until i was squiring all over him and he just kept going kept fucking using me like his little rag doll….and i let him…and even though it’s only been a few hours since this happened im still probably gonna meet up with him in 15 minutes to fuck again, bc i’m simply weak. he makes my toes curl and idc if he ends bad i’m having fun and getting my pussy absolute obliterated !!

#chronicles of j #my😸iscrying #i know he is toxic but he fucks me so good #literally never squirted for anyone except him #anyways i’m gonna go out on some easy access clothes and meet up with him !! 🥰

[goofyahhvents]

another little venty vent cause fuck people

i hate myself. I actually hate myself. u hate my body. I hate my personality. I hate my brain. I want to go to my friends but they're always either doing great or terribly and I don't want to ruin their mood or make it worse with my issues. I actually wanna k!ll myself again, for the first time in 4 months. not my goofy constant imma kms like genuinely just need an inconvenience to shove me over the edge rn. I feel so stupid talking about what's going on in my head but sometimes this helps.does anyone else ever daydream about something terrible happening and think about what everyone's responses would be based off of your experiences with them, cause I do. and i realized mhow much people wouldn't care. I hope maybe one day they will care. I want to talk so bad to by bestfriend but she's literally getting proposed to tomorrow and I don't wanna ruin that. (btw they've only been together 4 months and I think it's a great idea eventually but not for two teenagers who haven't even made it passed the 1 year mark.) but nobody knows what to do if I cry lol, I have the emotional tendencies of a man. I honestly just want to break tf down and have someone there to comfort me and hold me but obviously I'm some unlovable ass who has never been in a good relationship. and honestly I'm gonna need my ex to stop pretending like I'm talking shit about her when ik she knows it's true. and istg if bro doesn't stop saying "you did look how that worked out" every time I say fuck you am going to bash my head against a brick wall because I FUCKING KNOW BRO you're literally the one who broke up with me even if it seems like we never actually dated and we never "broke up" dude I know please stop reminding me I wasn't as important to you as you were to me I know this shit by now. I'm mostly over it but some days she will not shut up about it and I wanna slap her cause I think she knows what she's doing to me at that point. I just want someone who will genuinely love me and actually take care of me. but anyways I've started counting calories and eating less and relapsing more again so that's fun. but if I tell the one person I can tell they'll only be like same. I try to ask her how she's genuinely doing but she always brushes me off and I don't know how to really express my feelings. she's not my therapist though so idrk why I want to tell her. probably because sometimes I only feel like I'm there to do things for them not just because I'm their friend. I kinda expected and I think even wanted her boyfriend to notice and say something to her but he doesn't have social skills so they can never see how i deflate when they talk about certain topics that strike a nerve. also idk why they say I'm not fat, we all know I am so why won't they just admit it. I do truly hate my body and they know so maybe that's why. I've tried so hard to look better but I just cant.

#tw selfhate

[lightpost]

Thank you for finding me, and putting my heart back together.

For when you do find me you will know I am broken

Since I was born my own parents have wanted to be gone they broke me at a young age and didn't care when I was choking they told me to go sit back down

When I was 19 they set me up to be kidnapped they even took out my abuser to lunch and thanked him for hurting him

My dad grabbed my friends boobs in the pool her name was Amy the fear in her eyes she never talked to me again her and another girl that was there too saw it all I never got to say how sorry I am he acted like a fucking pig my mom denies it ever happened to this day

now you kind of see why I hate my family and how I get into horrible situations they never set me up to succeed I wanted to go away after college my dad ripped up my plane ticket and forced me to stay and get into a relationship that turned out to be abusive he drugged my drink when he knew I wanted to wait until marriage his own mom was in on it too

my parents are the most vile people I know they are truly demonic and I have no safe haven to go too I was the on the streets for so long I got a lung infection and had to move back in my late 20's

I tried getting my life together in TN but that didn't work out either the demon followed me

in MI too I was raped and beat and my parents even blamed me and still thanked him for hurting me after they saw the pictures of what he did to me

I'm always alone

I hate my parents still to this day and they have the nerve to say we are a family cause no the fuck we aren't it's just me in this room by myself all the time I get no help no real support I get kicked out when they can't handle me talking to myself cause it's all I have to vent it all out I've gone through a lot as you can tell and they still no care I sleep all day I could be dead and they still won't come down to check on me

I have a closed of vein that stops me from even going for walks and they still find ways to yell at me and kick me out they can't handle that I need some serious help

to say I hate them isn't enough I have a rage inside when I know that they are dead is when I will be free from their abusive demonic ways I will finally be free and able to live my life without gossip and them always finding ways to ruin a good thing in my life

They had no idea I have 2 degrees either they don't know me they never have talks with me and yet they call themselves parents

I'm almost 34 I don't need parents anymore I have been my own parents since I was 9 years old

Ever since that bitch got a facebook she has done nothing but message people and destroy my life talking lies and shit behind other peoples back

so when you do find me know how dangerous these people really are so you can protect yourself and know I need to get away from them I do I need to get away from them

I need help getting out of this place I need you find me soon

I need you to come back into my life and in a way save me from people who want me dead

Will you please help me? Come find me and build a new heart with me?

You are the only thing that gives me hope that keeps me going and getting up out of bed it's only been you since 2012 11 years and it's been pure hell without you here

You can destroy the demons in my life you can finally put them to rest you and you alone can kill the shadow that's been wanting me gone since I was born please

I need you

#I need him #his voice #come back to me #please come back for me #come get me #save me #lifetimefitness #i need a miracle #2012 #december #minneapolis #saint louis park #I need you #I need to know #truth #honest #come save me #i am in pain #i miss him #come back to me please

[open-vent-account]

It's been so long since I posted here. I guess it did get better? Or it did not. Haha.

I almost stopped going to college. Opened up to my parents (didn't work). Got into dorm. Re-studied year 1. Still working on my shit.

The most regrettable thing that I did is that I opened up to my parents. All they did was to blame me and my friends. Told them they're the problem but they didn't believe shit. Didn't get me help that I need. They treat me more and more like an outcast. Sent catholic posts and prayers to me. I got them on mute. Got angry bcs I still have friends. Told me I'm the problem like I didn't even know it. Sometimes I wanna tell them I'm the problem that they made. They treated me like garbage before and now that they know I'm suicidal, everyone's lovey dovey, like they didn't literally treated me that I'm an investment. It's gross, it creeps on my skin, I don't feel safe, and I wanna stab them and myself whenever they touch me. Horrible. Don't listen to the internet when they tell you it's gonna be okay if you te your family. It doesn't. It gets worst. (This is only for people with toxic and abusive family btw). They didn't even know it's abuse. I wanna puke whenever I'm with them. It's silly, but being in the dorms helped me and my nerves, although there are still episodes it wasn't as bad when I'm home. I also had fewer panic attacks there. I thought they forget about me so I was happy.

I got too complacent and went home for this november. Today, I was eating and when my food was about to reach my mouth, he held my hand and told me I cannot eat until I watch something about wasting my time moping etc. and that I shouldn't do that (like I didn't know it huh).

Of course I got angry, I was literally about to eat and then suddenly he held my hand. I can watch it while I'm eating, what's the fuss for? So of course, I, being hangry, told him off out of surprise. I said, jokingly, "Bastos ka ah" translation "You know, you're being rude" and he was livid. Almost slapped me with his shoe. Told me I was the one who's rude and that I shouldn't treat them like that.

Then he told me things, like I'm only here because I'm benefitting from this family, I didn't changed, I am a horible person. That I didn't love them.

I wanted to tell them that once upon a time, there's this girl who truly loved her parents. She did everything for them. Dedicated herself for them. Promised that she would live solely for them.

But her parents, even though she loves them very much, did not show their love for her. They thought that their daughter will only need money and criticism to survive. They did not bat an eye when she has awards, but has this look of dismay, telling she should've been better. They called her an investment, a caretaker when they're older, so they taught her to be good academically. But there was one thing that they forgot. They didn't taught her how to love and function as a human. They didn't gave her anything, but told her that she should pay them back after studying college. That her life is borrowed and they should receive monetary payment. That after that, she should pay for them and her siblings' living, as it is just and fair.

I wanted to tell him that yes, I do not love you. Once, I did, but you killed that love. You did not taught me how to feel things, or to forgive people. You gave me money, but never gave me a heart. Never gave me a soul. I am a doll that's only benefitting from you, yes. Like you are training me to be. I am your investment after all, but you pay large for that. So for now, I am benefitting from this relationship. Don't worry, I'll pay all those borrowed money that you gave me to live.

But don't ask more from me. I once loved you from my body to soul, but you ruined it all. I can't forgive you, but I will pay you. Just like a good investment that I am.