#ty ty ty im crying now ty for wishing to know more about the babies!!!!!! I’ve had them for literal YEARS so they mean a lot ✨😖

[thedeadthree]

🖊🖊🖊 for each of your da ocs please im begging

HIIII AJ DEAR AND OF COURSE <3 and not emotional at all bc of u wishing to know more about my da babies AHH..! since i finished absolution they've been on the brain again.....! <3

SEND A 🖊 + I WILL GUSH ABOUT MY OCS <3

🖊 - the small folk of ferelden named her the ashen queen! for her ashen hair but as she saved the temple of sacred ashes, and she was reborn in the fires of Highever from lady to warden to queen to hero of all Ferelden from the blight. <3

🖊 - in highever, like the dear girl she was "the teyrnir's delight" she had more than a few paramours and requests for her hand (there was even talk of a tourney for her hand jahsbnjh) but her heart was on her sworn knight, sir roderick gilmore, before the tragedy of highever that resulted in his passing. alistair reminded her a lot of him when they first met in ways of their personalities. and he helped her heal from that and she's grateful to ali for that to this day <3 speaking of ali though <3 he still gifts her roses to this day every year on the day of their anniversary (bc of course he does <3) and had a garden commissioned in the palace for her! was it costly? yes! was it needed? not really! but he loves her and she loved him for it so!

🖊 - this hit me like an epiphany last month? i think? but i thought of having an old amell oc be her lady-in-waiting and childhood bestie! her name was rhiannon but i think i like alicent better? following her successful harrowing (with flying colors mind thee <3) she returned to highever to be the court sorceress of teyrn bryce cousland! alphonsa played wingman to her when ali showed interest in nathaniel howe <3 to be honest i adore natie too much and was going to set him up with alfie in an au but as i was thinking of fun facts it HIT ME and so! wingman alfie to her bestie was born! <3

🖊 - originally his name was faron! but i wasn't into the name and how it flowed together and in browsing the silm/t*olkien tag the plural for the f*eanor came up and i liked how it sounded as a name <3 and so his name was changed to feanorian!!!! his vallaslin and his patron was falon'din for a time as the mother of him and his sister lhysa was at one point a patron of the elven god of shadow <3

🖊 - for his relationship history if i remember reading right, he has been happily married to dorian for about a decade now at the start of da:d and (maybe) absolution <3 he had a short lived relationship with merril back in the day as a companion of hawke. he’s also had more than a few other lords and ladies as partners in the past before he met dorian <3 get ur rich man feanorian!!!!!!

🖊 - other than solas, he is the foremost scholar of elvhen lore and ancient sorcery <3 rivals that of the tevinter archon in terms of power and knowledge of the arcane <3 LOOOATHES using staffs and prefers the tried and true hands to dish out an arcane hind end whooping hehe! the chantry threw a FIT when he refused a staff they offered him but he “assured” them he hasn’t become an abomination.. yet <3 he was also invited to attend the temple of sacred ashes as a dignitary! his extensive knowledge totally doesn’t stem from the fact his biological father was an ancient elf himself and now the left hand to the dread wolf <3

🖊 - NOW FOR MY BABY <3 she has another verse she’s in!!!!! her other verse is the witcher where’s shes lhysa aep lonán, an aen seidhe of nilfgaard <3 also an assassin, she was the premier kingslayer and left hand of both emperor emhyr, his son maxen (an oc of minee <3) and jan c*alveit!!!!! in her da verse she was once an assassin for her mothers order based in nevarra the nahkriin, but went her separate way from it and became freelance!

🖊 - she never meant to be the inquisitor, and for sure never meant to touch the orb it sort of…… happened. her motivations for her presence there was actually that she was on a contract. and who was the contract for you say? it was the divine justinia herself in fact! <3 she hoped to kill her and draw attention to a few important things and people. you know, the chantry because of it was more than obvious that the only way to draw attention was to force their hand when it came to matters pertaining to them, and of course, a particular rebel leader of an unknown but known to someone……. VERY dear to her:

🖊 - WHICH LEADS TO MY LAST ONE!!!!! she and felassan were an item in this verse! i need to read the book he’s in bc she’s also in it for more lore but! he and her! his ideals and charisma captivated her. which was WEIRD for her bc well, in her line of work u know it is neeever a good idea to become close or attached to anyone u know? and uhhhh well……. he dies in the fade right.. bc well bestie rebel leader totally not an elven god right. SO HE WAKES UP AND HE WAKES UP TRANQUIL RIGHT SO HE WAS ZEROED IN THE FADE RIGHT! *cue the tiktok “she knows” song* AND ALSO *cue bloodlines will burn from the hotd soundtrack jsjshx* bc she SWORE to kill the one who killed him u know? it’s only right! an eye for an eye a soul for a soul u know? which makes it MORE inch resting that the whole time it was solas right? and even worse is he fell in love with her and she fell in love with him.. ✨😵‍💫🤍😳

#🌸: aj #jendoe #oc: alphonsa cousland #oc: feanorian lavellan #oc: lhysa lavellan #leg.ocs #leg.asks #leg.txt #THANK YOUU AJ MY DEAR MY BELOVEDDD #i do not have much lore on her but I am also accepting asks for the dbd dear the witch hehe <3 BUT ANYWAYY #ty ty ty im crying now ty for wishing to know more about the babies!!!!!! I’ve had them for literal YEARS so they mean a lot ✨😖 #could talk yalls ear off about them u know? osjsjxhx ✨🥹 THEY MEAN THE WORLD <3 #a bonus but fun fact ORIGINALLY she was a side character lhysa AND her twinsie! #but her and her brother and lhysa and s*olas just took over my very though and that was that! main girl she became! <3 #and alfie may get another fc change bc tho i ADOREE her fc (obv bc it’s D*ANYY and that’s the dear u know?) im not sure? u know? #her design was HUUGELY based on her but i don’t know and I’ve changed her fc like….. a zillion times wosjxux u know? ✨🥺 but yea! that’s baby #melancholic sad baby but also has her own ambitions and wants for herself and the world! the beloved <3 #literally her relationship with her knight was h*arwin and rh*aenyra hehe <3 BC BELOVEDSS #dear boy may also have in my canon a cameo in abs as he was the commissioner for the infinitus <3 #he needed it to make sure it didn’t get in the hands of lhys’ ex or the crimson knight u know? #he mused about bringing back his dead step dad or fel*assan but was like NO THANK u when they told him of what went down #he destroys it after hearing that u know? was like YEA NO THANKS no innocents suffering for one bauble on his watch ✨😤 #i had to put this in my drafts bc my computer was crashing and I had to restart it BUT I GOT TO SAVE IT AT LEAST ty ty tungle dear <3 ✨😖 #a few inspos for alfie actually <3 rhae / d*any / ali giving her the flower garden was inspired by m*aron m*argella and the gardens! etc! #can u tell I’m in DEEEP with the dragon show alsjzjxj it’s even going into my other verses ✨🥴

[her-favorite]

Pre-death Kyle and fem! reader fluff where reader is very insecure and finds comfort in Kyle and so has her very first kiss with him? Pls & ty.

(Pre-death) Kyle Spencer x F!Reader

Summary: reader is very insecure and finds comfort in Kyle and so has her very first kiss with him

Warnings: self-hate, kyle being adorable as usual, short-more of a blurb

a/n: im so in love with this beautiful man - i kind of went a little off with it, i made them dating already in this, but i tried to make it up by them confessing their love to each other!

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You stood in front of your mirror, your eyes raking over your body. The dress you wore hugged your body in all the ways you didn’t want it to. Your eyes watered as you stared at yourself, hand covering your mouth as a sob almost ripped from your throat.

You had plans about going to a party with Kyle tonight. He was going to pick you up any minute now, but you couldn’t bring your mind out of the fog it was in.

Your hands traced down your body, touching every mark, dip, and every imperfection on it. Your eyes became bloodshot as you dove more into your negative thoughts.

There were so many things you wished you could change, but you knew you couldn’t. Some times you wonder how you could’ve gotten with Kyle. He was a god and you felt like the dirt that he should walk on.

Inspecting every little thing about yourself was never a good idea. You stood there and fixated on each and every gross thing you see about yourself and it makes you feel even worse. Some times you think you do it on purpose.

While you were caught up in your own thoughts, your mind blocked out the sound of your door opening. You fool around with your clothes and your hair, freezing when you see curls of blonde hair behind you in the mirror. Your heart races, knowing that now he’s here, you’re going to have to leave for the party.. and you’re not sure if you’re up for that.

“Hey, baby!” He smiles, walking you behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You tense, waiting for the criticism that you give yourself.

Kyle notices your reaction, loosening his grip slightly, but never truly letting go of you. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He curves his head around yours, his eyes looking at you from your right. Your eyes shoot to the floor, playing with your fingers. His hands move to your hips, squeezing. “Is everything okay?” He turns you around, hand coming up to cup your cheek. He tilts your head up, making you look at him. He saw the tears in your eyes, immediately wrapping his arms around you and bringing you into a hug. “Babe, what’s wrong?” He whispered, his right hand combing through your hair and resting his cheek against your head.

“I feel so ugly.” You cry, your hands gripping the back of his letterman jacket. You feel him tense this time, his hands moving to cup both of your cheeks. He pulls you away from his chest gently, leaning down slightly to get eye level with you.

“Nothing, nothing, is ugly about you. You are truly the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Every time that you walk into a room, you make me ten times happier. Not only are you beautiful, but so is your personality. You can be sweet, cute, mean,” you let out a breathy laugh at his description, making Kyle’s smile wider. “And that’s why i fell in love with you.” Your eyes widen, looking up at him, seeing his nervous smile and his beautiful brown eyes. “The first time that I saw you, i knew that i had to be with you in some sort of way. Ever since the day we first talked, i couldn’t get you off of my mind. You occupy my thoughts every second of every day. And I love you with everything that I have in my heart.”

You stood still at his confession, letting all of it soak in. Your eyes switched between both of his, collecting your own words. His mouth opened slightly, ready to apologize or nervously ramble, but you pressed your lips to his. You cupped his sculpted face in your hands, putting all of your emotions into the kiss.

Once you broke away, you both smiled widely, Kyle’s hands that were on your waist, bringing you as close as possible to him. “I’m taking that as an ‘I love you too’?” You let out a breath, nodding quickly in response.

“I love you, Kyle.” You admit out loud, bringing his head down to press his forehead against yours. “I love you so much.”

#barrysbrock #evan peters #evan peters smut #evan peters x y/n #evan peters x reader #kyle spencer #kyle spencer x reader #kyle spencer coven #ahs coven #kit walker x you #tate langdon #kyle spencer x y/n #kit walker angst #tate langdon x reader #kyle ahs #evan peters x you #kyle spencer smut #kendras stories

[uniquezombiedestiny]

im so normal about vera. anyways heres working for the knife lyric analysis (TY MIKA)

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I cry at the start of every movie - she's a passionate/emotional person (not the biggest reason for it, but it's related, and does tie into the main reason).

I guess 'cause I wish I was making things too - she wishes she could make permanent or big things, like pursuing art as a career. she also just wants to be childish and carefree, bc she never truly got a chance in the index. she was kidlike and happy, but never really a child.

But I'm working for the knife - the timeloop prevents from this, and so does the nature of l corp. everyone ie exposed to terrifying horrors, people die, people become jaded. she was just naive with her hopes.

I used to think I would tell stories - she did storytell as a hobby in the index <:)

But nobody cared for the stories I had about

No good guys - everyone has changed. none of c127 were really good people. and at the same time, noone cares for happy stories. noone cares for fairytales and only happiness. just kids would.

I always knew the world moves on - people change, grow, etc.

I just didn't know it would go without me - everyone in c127 changed drastically. she wanted everyone to stay together, be friends, be happy. everyone became unhappy and cold and cynical. she's the only one left behind. the only one wanting to go back (this is probably a lie honestly. even she turned cynical, just only on the inside).

I start the day high and it ends so low - she begins in her magical girl persona and ends as her true self - how she really feels beneath the blinding positivity.

'Cause I'm working for the knife - because of l corp's nature and the timeloop. really, because of self-hatred.

I used to think I'd be done by twenty

Now at twenty-nine, the road ahead appears the same - guess what? its the timeloop baby. she's repeating things over and over to try and find her happy ending.

Though maybe at thirty, I'll see a way to change - but maybe it'll change, even slightly. maybe she'll have an epiphany. maybe she'll change herself in the way she needs to to fix this. she cant just go back, after all!

That I'm living for the knife - she's bound by the timeloops. she binds herself to it of her own will because she cares so much. she's living for this. this is all her life is anymore - lobotomy corp. is all she has. if she left, she'd just have the index... and she can't be wrong after all this time!

I always thought the choice was mine

And I was right, but I just chose wrong - a part of her says it was wrong to care. she should've known her hopes were just naive fantasies. leaving the index was a stupid decision. she's just been wrong the whole time! like a kid!

I start the day lying and end with the truth - she starts with the happy magical girl persona, the childlike naivety, and ends with her hopelessness and anger. it's unfair - both in the way of a kid's yelling and a parent's teaching. life just isn't fair! yep. life's not fair, kid.

That I'm dying for the knife - the timeloop has killed her thousands of times and she will die a thousand more times. she is living and dying for this. she's dying literally, but also in the sense of like. eagerness. she wants this. because one day it has to work out. one day things have to change. one day she'll be right and it all will have been worth it. she lives exactly by the loops' rules, returning to it night and day like a lover.

#vera #lc ocs #oc lyrics #god. this is her inner self #she has the outer shell of magical girl yay yippee!! but god st the very core of it #at the bottom and at the hard *truth* #she is just some cold cynical girl like everyone else in c127. she isnt immune to change. she isnt immune to growing up #she cant run away. but yes she can!!!!!!!!!! she can run one more step! ive already gone so far I CANT GO BACK AND ABANDON IT NOW #i can't leave them behind (they dont exist anymore [THEY HAVE TO]) #me when the npd rage. <3 #good lird this girl needs therapy! #-reinhardt #<- YOU JUST REALIZED? -ash

[kiryoutann]

LATEST CHAPTERR MY THEORY — SUMERU, DIVINE TReE, PLAGUE OHH NOO SPIDEY SENSES R TINGLING (I’m probably wrong with this theory but I have a feeling) I JUST GOT BETTER FROM MY FLU

AJAX GONNA FIND THIS TREE WHEN SHES V CLOSE TO DEATH ISNT HE??— AAAAA MY POOR BBG IS EXHAUSTED NOW SHES GONNA BE SUFFERING FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG WHEN THE PLAGUE HITS HER 😭 I cannot handle being sick, I was just a lump on my bed during this week crying in isolation because of the joint aches and shivering sm

ANYWAYS I’m so glad he’s not letting her wear those godforsaken high heels when they aren’t even seen in the public eye —it’s been hurting her so much.. but my baby just wants to rest waaaaa she really thinks so little of herself when the nice spice lady was complimenting us, please be kinder to yourself sjhds move out of the way Ajax … acting all proud (jk I love uuu don’t leave) but boy should’ve always remind her daily how beautiful she is 😤💗

TYTY FOR THE UPDATE IM GOING TO BE IN GREAT ANTICIPATION FOR WHAT WILL HAPPEN! READING THIS SERIES LITERALLY MAKES MY ENTIRE DAY 💗🥰 HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT AND STAY HEALTHY AND SAFE! I READ THIS CHAPTER ALMOST THE SECOND U POST BUT COULDNF TALK ABOUT IT UNTIL I HAD TIME! TYTY AGAIN💗❤️💕💕

SPIDEY SENSES—!!!!!!

yeS YES ajax is slowly stepping up his game!!

AND TY FOR EXPRESSING YOUR THOUGHTS!!! I CANT WAIT TO SHARE MORE WITH U AND TYTY FOR READING! hope u have a great day or night AND PLS STAY HEALTHY AND HAPPY AND WISHING U A GREAT WEEK AHEAD<3<3

#☁︎ — ABOUT BETWEEN KISSES

[puppygirldanhowell]

like a really big inhale

HAPPY BIRTJDAYYY🎉🎉🎉

i have some thingies to give u :3

FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS IS THIS LITTLE CARD THAT I GOT ALMOST EVERYONE TO SIGN WHILE U WERE OFFLINE excluding gabe :(( ANYWAY

i even left her a spot. hes there in our hearts

BUT LOOK ASHEIJI BABIES THEYRE SO CUTE

that was so nervewracking btw appreciate my efforts /lh

NEXT THKNG NEEDS A DRUMROLL I WENT ALL OUT ON IT

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

SAMUUUUUUU🎉🎉🎉

do u see. do u see the pin 👁👁

i didnt feel like coloring but the skk in the corner is so 🥰🥰 babies

LAST THING I HAVE FOR U IS A LETTER THAT. KINDA SPEAKS FOR ITSELF NGL

ASH!!!! ITS UR BIRTHDAYDAYYYYYY how does it feel to be 17?? oldass leaving me behind smh😔 BRUH NEXT THING UR GONNA BE DOING IS PACKING UP FOR COLLEGE AND GETTING MARRIED STOP GROWING UGHHHHHSHDHJSB

anywho <3 i didnt wanna be a sap or homo on ur birthday cuz thats weiiirrdd but WOAHH ilysm. like so so much its unbelievable how amazing of a person you are and i mean that wholeheartedly. our time spent as friends is probably the most amount of fun ive had in YEARS. youre such a sweetheart and youre always around for when i need someone to cry or complain to and. UGHHSHJS YOURE JSUT SO AMAZING TY FOR BEING FRIENDS WITH ME MAN

i am not getting emotional

learning about you and getting to know each other better is something ill never take for granted, so i made u a little dazai drawing as a means of saying thank you. you mean the world to me and as my nominated favorite person 🧍 (thats embarrassing to admit) i feel like you deserve the best birthday EVERRRRRRR!&@*@,!!@;;$,$ if i could bake you something i would, but for now enjoy the little osamu thing i put together like. 4 hours in advance LMAOO

love u so so much as always baby<3

—noah

happy birthday ash🥰 i love you more than anything, hope its a good one love<3

DJDHDJDGDIDHWJWGSISHEIGSJDFWISISGSKSHDKSHDKSHSK🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 thank you sososo much baby i love you so much hehe🥰🥰🥰 dont worry!!! gabe wished me a happy birthday :3 im sorry you miss him though i understand luv</3

TYSM EVERYONE ELSE FOR SIGNING MY CARD THO YALL ARE KITERALLY SO SWEET AND NICE AND😭😭😭😭😭💘💗💞💗💞💗💘💗💕💓💕💗💕💗💞💘💞💕💞💗💞💗💘💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞

i dont even have. words. for how much i love that drawing bro i just🧍🏻💕💓💞💗💞💕💘💕💗💕💘💞💗💕💗💕💗💕💞💕💘💕💓💘💗💗💗💕💗💕💞💕💘💕💞💕💘💕💞💗💗💗💕💗💗💕💘💕💗💕💘💕💗💕💘💕💗💗💕💗💕💗💕💘💘💗💕💘💕💗💘HES SO CUTE AND EMO AND HISVLITTLE PIN AND AND🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

i love you soso much aslan😭 ur so sweet to me i could never ever ask for a better little brother i love being ur friend and sharing my shitty advice and questionable fics with u. i love u sm nerd🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

#dazai my love #ash is mentally ill #🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 #my asks

[aetherarf]

omg im love w your blog!!! 😭😭😭 (you won me the moment you said you like heavy angst bc i LOVE it. 👌🏻) can you write something angst with childe, zhongli, kaeya ​​and diluc where the reader finds out shes pregnant and is happy and excited to tell her partner but he doesn't take it very well? as if the baby was going to spoil his plans or they were not comfortable with the idea. (and yes, please, you can exaggerate the sadness if you want)

> and as im a lover of sad and painful things, if you can skip a time later where the reader loses the baby and how they would react to it. (It's ok if you don't want it!! I'll love what you can give me!) anyways, have a nice day and be safe!! 🥺<3

Of course! However, I'm going to have it be AFAB!Reader, and using gender neutral language... not everyone who can get pregnant is a girl, you know? Plus gender neutral language can refer to anyone ever.

But ty for your kind words, and here you go <3!

[[ WARNING: ANGST, PREGNANCY, MISCARRIAGE, INJURY ]]

[[ Summary: You're pregnant! And you're so happy to be bringing a little bundle of joy into the world with your lover... but they aren't so happy. Worse still, it turns out that little bundle of joy never get to see the light of day, not even for a moment.

Total Word Count: 2'521

Childe Word Count: 680

Diluc Word Count: 809

Kaeya Word Count: 528

Zhongli Word Count: 504 ]]

Childe

When he had come home, there was a meal cooked, his favorite alcohol, and you were dolled up, dressed up to look perfect--He could tell you were preparing something. Seeing you standing there, back to him, he walked over and wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder,

"So, what's the occasion? Or are you just so madly in love with me you have to spoil me?" He teased. You grabbed one of his hands, pulling it down to your stomach, leaning back a little bit into him--his eyes widened before you spoke, and you confirmed the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind-

"You're going to be a father."

In a fit of excitement, he scooped you up, holding you close and pressing kisses to your face, nuzzling up to you in excitement--"I'm gonna be a daddy!" He chirped, "Oh, oh, if it's a boy we're calling him lil Ajax, promise me he'll be my little Ajax Junior?" He asked, excited.

Through the night, the two of you had already been gushing out with countless ideas, about names, about the possibility of twins, more than a few crass jokes from Childe, until the two of you went to bed...

And when you were sound asleep in his arms... he was given a chance to think.

And it hit him.

He was not only making you more of a target to anyone who despised the Fatui, or himself personally... But...

Was he ready to be a dad?

He was gone all the time.

Was he... ready...?

His excitement turned to dread. Only after the initial shock, did he realize that... no, no, this was awful.

As quietly as he could, he sobbed into your shoulder, desperately trying to not wake you up. He was... terrified.

He had not known terror before, because this was not something he could kill and be done with.

Desperately, he tried to delude himself into thinking everything would be okay, to keep a smile on his face. When you called him out for his oddness, he confessed only a fraction of the truth, "I guess there's just.. a lot of feelings going on, you know?" He asked, the shrugged to himself. "I just need a little time before I'm settled with the idea."

He wasn't sure if he'd be okay with it at all. He felt like a child himself... Could he raise anything without destroying it? Even his own siblings... he stayed away just to keep them sane. He was nothing but a danger to them. He couldn't neglect his own child...

One day, he came home...and you weren't there. Probably just doing something on your own, he didn't really care, just sort of minding his own business, doing some cleaning since there was always something he could at least polish up when trying to burn time.

And there was a knock on the front door. He opened it, and there was a panicked Fatui messenger.

"Your-Your, uh, partner. They-They got into a bad fight, and they were... hospitalized."

Never had he run so fast in his life to find you. When he saw you, you were covered in bruises, black and blue, and a few bandaged cuts. He sat beside your bed, holding your hand, "... Talk to me," he pleaded, unable to hide his cracking voice.

"It's dead," you said, weakly. He shook his head, not understanding,

"What do you mean?"

"I'm... okay. But... Ajax," you whimpered, looking at him, having already cried every tear out of your body, "Our baby."

It hit him.

"I got hit in the stomach."

"Oh... Oh no, babe, love... nono..." He tried to hug you as best as he could without hurting you...

But... was it bad of him to be relieved? He knew this would happen... he knew you were in pain, but... he'd rather have an unborn infant he had never met die compared to a child he held and loved.

He'd still stay there with you, but he only wished he could fix it. Not everything could be killed with brute violence.

Diluc

"Diluc... I'm pregnant. You're going to be a father."

Diluc's face paled. The first thought that hit his head was his death, leaving you and your currently unborn child to suffer alone... or worse.

He couldn't be a father, he-he... He wasn't mean to be part of a family. He lost his father, his mother, Kaeya... Even the Knights, that at one point he could have called family, have left... Or he left them, knowing that he simply couldn't exist around them.

Your once ecstatic and happy face fell... Sure, the two of you only, idly, had spoken about the possibility of children... and you didn't mean to get pregnant, but you wanted a child.

It seems Diluc did not exactly share your feelings.

"I'm going to bed," he said, standing up suddenly, feeling like he was about to fall over.

"Is this news... really so horrible?" You asked, no small amount of pain... and he sighed.

"I... don't know how to deal with it. I need time to think."

You knew it was a big thing... you'd give him time. After all, in the end, Diluc was a good man. He did the best he could and took care of those he cared for, even if he didn't want a child, he would take care of them... and, of course, you.

The next day, he was no better, he looked at your sleeping form, your stomach, and from pure distress and terror, he had left to go to the bathroom, just to vomit pure acid, trying to hide how tears poured under the guise of being sick, of being in pain.

How could he be a father?

The next few weeks were tense, and his gaze would linger on your stomach...

By the end of the first month, he set his hand on your stomach... with a small, vulnerable smile.

"I'm excited," he finally said, rubbing your stomach that was barely any larger than normal... "I'm afraid, but... I'm excited for our baby."

You cried, and he did too, holding each other as you cried. Exciting, concerning... hopeful, there was so many emotions, but in the end, you slept happily.

Things would be okay. Diluc would make a family he couldn't lose.

Each month, Diluc would fuss more and more. He desperately tried to help when you were sick, from morning sickness, giving you massages when your body was aching from the new weight, the new life inside you.

Whenever he was sitting next to you, or lying beside you, especially as your stomach grew, he always had a hand on it. On the fifth month, when he felt the baby kick, he looked at you with a smile wider than you had ever seen before, excited like a young child getting its first toy.

He spent the next two hours pressing kisses to your rounded belly, whispering to the baby as though it could hear him.

By the sixth month, was when it happened. The two of you were talking, standing in the kitchen as you talked about what to make for dinner, and you felt it-Water flushing from you, soaking your clothes and making a mess on the floor. Diluc stared at you, shocked, and you felt the worst pain in your life--

"Diluc," You half collapsed in his arms, "I-I think I'm in labor," you said, with no small amount of horror.

It was supposed to be three months, but Diluc didn't question that, even if he was aware something very, very wrong. He brought you all the way to the Cathedral, and the Sisters, too, were in shock when you had told them. Moved to a back room, away from prying eyes, Diluc didn't let go of your hand as you tried to push...

For hours, you sat there, tears in your eyes, "Diluc," you sobbed, weakly, "I'm so tired."

"You can do it," he reassured, "I promise you, you can do it."

Finally, the baby was out. However, the sisters had taken the baby somewhere, you and Diluc sitting there, you exhausted, and Diluc terrified. Finally... Barbara walked in, tears in her eyes.

"... Your baby is dead." She said, "I'm sorry for your loss. Would you-Would you like to see them, or..."

You only began to cry, weakly.

"No," Diluc said, not wanting to look at the corpse of the child he failed to father, "But... can the Sisters arrange a burial?" He asked, trying to stop himself from losing it. Barbara nodded.

"Of course," She said, "I will leave you two be." She walked off, leaving the room as she tried not to cry for your loss.

He held you, and you both sobbed.

Once again, the Family that Diluc could never have, one he fought for with tooth and nail, was taken from him again.

At least he still had you.

Kaeya

"Fucking paperwork," he grumbled, detesting how everything had an absurd about of work to do. No wonder they were always overworked...

He'd rather be, who knows, hunting some monsters or getting some time off, sitting in the Angel's Share with you on his lap...

Huh.

That sounded really nice right about now.

Just as he returned to his work, ceasing to think of you, you knocked on his office door and practically burst right in, an excited look on your face.

"Oh, what's got you so happy?" He asked, leaning back in his seat and he grinned, watching you walked around his desk, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I have some news~" You said, in a singsongy voice, and he tugged on your hips, pulling you onto his lap. "So, tell me, don't make me wait with baited breath, I'll probably suffocate," He teased, sweetly.

You tugged him close, speaking in a low whisper right into his ear-- "I'm pregnant."

He was glad you weren't looking at his face, with the horror on his face. He was able to put on a mask of excitement, as fake as it felt, when you leaned back, looking at his expression, and he held you close, pressing his lips to yours.

"I'd say let's go celebrate, but I guess you can't have wine anymore."

You huffed, "We can celebrate in a different way."

In the end, the two of you went to the Angel's Share, the two of you deciding to keep it a secret for a little longer.

That night, while you cuddled up to him, he lie in bed, unable to close his eye, staring blankly...

Terrified.

As time passed, you had hit halfway through your second month. Kaeya still insisted that you keep it a secret-- "It's more fun if some people have a suspicious feeling, and then it's so exciting when you do tell them."

He was just too afraid to tell the world thus far. You had mostly agreed, but you were excited... you wanted to tell.

"I want to talk about this more," you admitted, "But I need to get a check-up for our little baby," you patted your tummy gently, and he pressed a kiss to your temple,

"Alright," he dreaded that conversation, "You go be safe."

"I will."

He sat silently, on the bed, blankly staring forth. What was he supposed to do...? To even think?

He was so scared.

He was able to hear you before he saw you, hear the sounds of your sobbing, and as he turned to see you, you jumped into his arms, openly crying. Somehow--he could tell your stomach was... smaller. If only a little.

"You were right to not tell anyone," you whimpered, weakly. He gently rubbed your back,

"What do you mean?" He asked, softly.

"I... I had a miscarriage."

He felt elated, but also so, so terribly guilty.

But he knew, with everything... It was for the best.

"I'm so sorry," he said, softly, holding you close, "Tell me--what can I do to make this better?"

"I don't know, I don't know," you sobbed, broken and weak.

For now, he'd just hold you.

Zhongli

With a wide smile and bright eyes, you told him: "I'm pregnant!"

Zhongli gasped in surprise, for a brief second, he was only pleased, his hands almost touching your stomach... then he recoiled, pulling back, hesitant... And he looked down and away.

"... Love," he said softly, "You are aware I am still an adeptus." He said, gently. You didn't understand,

"Of course, but... there's Ganyu, and Yanfei, they're both half-adeptus, half-human... Isn't this fine?"

He was quiet for a moment, sighing. "Yanfei's and Ganyu's adeptus parents were mammals. I... Was not-You understand, I was one a dragon of the earth, correct?" He asked,

"Of course, I wouldn't forget anything like that."

"Normal half-adeptus children already have problems, but one who is a dragon..."

He looked away, thinking.

"Are you sure you're not just afraid? It's okay to be afraid." You reassured, reaching out and holding his hand.

He was not afraid.

He was simply certain. The idea-The idea of having a child, a little bounding bundle of joy that would giggle as he tickled them, seeing their beautiful, adorable little smile that held features of you and himself...

How idealistic. But he had endured tragedy before, and he will endure it again.

This will only be another agony. If, perhaps, he was in his original mating season, having gone through it delicately how it was meant to, rather than pure chance and accident... Then there was hope.

He pressed a kiss to the back of your hand.

"Perhaps I am."

The days passed, and he would admit, he was shocked to see that your menstruation cycle had stopped--oh, period. People called it periods more commonly. Good to know.

And your stomach grew, you demanded him to touch your stomach, of which he would not argue, listening to your hopeful words.

You felt a pain in your stomach--naturally, you would be in pain.

You had left to go get it checked, to see why there would be pain, and what issue there would be for your child.

Alone, he curled up in bed and sobbed, unable to save you from this tragedy, sobbing pathetically in desperation, where no one, not, even you, could see his pain.

You did not come back that day, but you returned the second, pale and sickly, with bandages around your stomach. You collapsed into your arm,

"They... they had to do an emergency surgery," you wept weakly, too exhausted to sob, "It was... dead... and hurting-killing me."

He nodded. He knew this.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered, softly, "I'm sorry, love."

"I just... I just want a family... Something to call my own."

Zhongli was quiet for a moment. Both of you had time before his original cycle would come in line...

Maybe-maybe, through an odd union of human and dragon, you could give him this family. But it would be a long, long conversation, and you would need to wait well beyond your wounds.

Oh, but your pain... how could he endure.

He would have to find a way.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #childe x reader #zhongli x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #kaeya #diluc #childe #zhongli #angst #angsty bark #pregnancy tw #bark writes #request #anonymous #// ended up being sorta short but #// the more ppl you request #// the shorter the wor k will be #// this took me #// so long

[neoaevis]

How Much I Love You/Hate you

How Much I Love You/Hate you

Word Count: 2654

Warnings:Smut(Use of the word slut, Boss kink, Over Stimulation, Male and Female receiving, Dom Mark, Pregnant Sex, Office Sex, Unprotected Sex(Don’t forget to wrap it), Cheating,Mentions of the word gold digger , Angst,Violence;punching and mentions of hurtful words(that’s it ig pm me for more)

!! NOT PROOF READ!!

A/N: Hello my dear bbys I finished the second chapter and I really hope y’all like it and just like I said it will be indiv story first and in around the third chapter we will see some interactions between our main characters but well lol depends in what I write, I really hope you enjoyed this as much as I did lol and please don’t hate me if you don’t also don’t copy any of my works,you may also chat me for suggestions or give me some asks of atw with things you are curious  about and btw I will open the taglist so send me a message if you wish to be tagged enjoy💋

Chapter II

Day Before Heading To Korea

“That was amazing but can be better” Mark says as he stands up away from the girl that was shaking from the sex they just had. Mark was in a meeting that was honestly really boring when one of the intern that he has  been flirting around with started palming him under the table that makes his eyes grow wide and his dick erect, originally he wanted to keep his dick inside his pants but she palmed her faster which made him hornier, so in the middle of the meeting he stood up and made everyone confused from his actions and people asking in small murmurs if something was wrong “Let’s continue this later, lunch break” he said with a loud enough voice.

He walked to the door signaling the girl to follow him into his office once she was inside he locks the door shut pressing the girl’s back to the door “What a fucking slut you are” he said with absolute dominance that makes the girl shiver ” I w-want you sir” she said as he tries to grab Mark’s face to kiss him in which Mark refused “You are not allowed to touch me” he removes his tie grabbing the girl’s hand and tying it hard enough that it will surely bruise, due to Mark’s action she feels her clit’s dripping wetness, Mark started by removing her blouse and tossing it just wherever, seeing the lace underwear she wore his eyes grew full with lust, he went to her neck hungrily leaving small marks as he unclasp her bra, he removes her skirt now carrying her towards the sofa near his  table, he opens her legs harshly, rubbing her clit he said “Your this wet, I’ve barely done anything” he grinned, the girl was unable to open her legs from too much pleasure in which Mark reacted to by opening it wider “I’m going to punish you and make sure you will regret what you did” he exclaimed while ripping the girl’s panty, he sucked her clit harshly tightly grabbing her thighs, he then moves his tongue down her entrance which makes the girl release a loud moan, he stops and grabs her neck pulling it towards his face “You’re too loud do you want everyone in the office to know how dirty you are” his statement makes the girl’s voice hitch and even before she can give a reply he gets back to pushing his tongue in her entrance while rubbing her clit with his thumb, the pressure make the girl see stars all over ”I-I I’m cumming sir” she stated stuttering too much, Mark stops the girl felt the emptiness and she whined “You don’t get to cum yet slut” he said, he pulls her hair making her kneel he unbuttons his shirt and unbuckles his belt pushing down his pants with his boxer “Open your mouth” he orders as he pushed her towards his dick deep down enough for her to gag , he went on and on that the girl is now crying from how it’s too much but not wanting to stop as pleasure spreads all over her as Mark felt he was close the sloppier he got in pushing her, so she took the initiative to suck him on her own and not long after he came in her throat, saltiness filling her palate.

He pulls her bending her over his desk, he thrust inside her slowly before he slams harder and deep “S-sir you feel so good” his ego got boosted with her compliment thrusting harshly to make sure she would have a hard time walking and for her to learn her lesson, he grabs both of her boobs pushing her towards him deepening every thrust and soon after the girl clenched around Mark “You’re cumming huh?” “Y-yes” she said and Mark slaps her but really hard “You need to call me sir for you to cum” he said demanding her to follow “Y-ye yes sir please make this slut cum” soon after she cums and after a few more thrusts Mark follows, he gave her three more sharp thrusts befor pulling out.

“That was amazing but can be better” Mark says as he stands up away from the girl that fell down shaking from sex, “Your on the pill right” he inquired remembering he came inside her.

“Oh shit, I-I’m not on the pill sir” she said while she tries to stand up but fail, Mark then removed his tie from the girl and began collecting his clothes putting them back on one by one.

“I will tell my secretary to buy you some plan B make sure to take it” he said as he pulls his tie up signaling he will be leaving already.

“What if I don’ take it” she asked teasingly but Mark did not take it well slamming his palms towards the desk she is leaning to “Why did you fuck me is to get yourself pregnant for money?” he exclaimed, fear has spread across the girl’s face making her feel small.

Mark grabs his check in his desk and wrote 1 million dollars worth of money “Here’s the money so make sure to take it” he throws it towards her face.

“Are you just going to leave me, how about me right now or my panty at least” the girl said feeling pathetic and which Mark replied with a scoff giving her another check worth another million.

“I believe the money is enough now” he said walking away now and stopping before opening the door to say “I don’t care about you, what we did was just sex and nothing more so get out of here as fast as you can” and he left as anger spread all over him.

Flashback to College

Truth be told Mark is actually sensitive about pregnancy topics, there was this girl that he loved so deeply when he was just eighteen years old her name was Mina, he spent his youth loving and protecting her, she was poor unlike Mark which his parent’s disliked and protested that she was only a gold digger that is after his money, Mark even went through extreme lengths for her, from buying her expensive gifts to giving every part of him, even arguing with his parents every day and when she got pregnant when they were twenty he was extremely happy, he thought his life was complete with her not until one day when he went to her apartment he heard moans from her room “God, Mark doesn’t even know what we are doing, fucking around like this” said Mina “He is like a puppy following you around” exclaimed the man “Baby if not for his money I won’t be even fucking him, nor get pregnant plus you’re way better in bed” she said moaning, it made Mark really angry and pained, he slams the door open to which shocked the both of them.

“What the fuck did you just say y-you” he said as his voice breaks from too much pain that the love of his life gave him “Only loved me for money” Mina get’s herself off from the man as she tries to get close to Mark “ Mark no you, you heard wrong, I love you not because of your money” he pushed Mina away as he made eye contact with the guy making him punch him hard releasing all the anger “ I did not hear wrong, how dare you cheat on me” he said eyeing Mina, she begged Mark all over and over  and the man she was having sex with said “Just leave that good for nothing asshole Mina” his words made every vein from Mark pop that’s why he punches the guy again and again and again in which the guy returned but Mark was overpowering as he threw more punches, Mina tried to stop them both but she was too weak to stop them soon after he gave the final punch that made the guy fall “I am not good for nothing, in fact I have money which both of you don’t have” he said in the most angry tone he has ever been, Mina and the guy was left shocked with his words they felt very belittle by it “And for you Mina, I loved you and all along my parents were right you are nothing but a gold digger” it made Mina cry even harder, regret filling her all over as she tried to reach Mark only to be pushed away hard enough that her belly hit the side of the bed, soon after that blood filled the room Mark was alarmed remembering his baby so he gave the ambulance a call. When they arrived in the hospital Mina was immediately checked and he found out his baby died his blood and flesh died, regret, blame and all different emotions filled him mostly blaming Mina if she did not cheat on him this will not happen. He left her that day returning to his parents because of how sorry he feels he defended her yet they were right all along, after that Mark has changed he no longer is the bubbly and friendly Mark he became a bad boy fucking every single girl not caring about them at all or would have a girlfriend but would cheat on them on multiple occasions, no relationship after Mina lasted as he thought all people care about is money not how he feels.

Day Before Heading To Korea

Walking he saw his secretary slash friend Taeil he immediately orders him to buy the plan B for the girl he just banged or just anything to prevent her from getting pregnant “Sir why do you fuck girls when you don’t want them to get pregnant” his secretary exclaimed “Come on Taeil don’t play innocent who knows you might’ve banged as much as I did or even more” he said teasing him to which Taeil returned with a huge shake of his head “Nope,nope I’m not like you and never will, well infact I am getting married soon” Mark was shocked not really believing Taeil so he slapped his arm “Your jokes are getting better” he laughed while Taeil had a straight face “Im not kidding my girlfriend really said yes and we are getting married” Mark stopped laughing with a face of disbelief that made Taeil chuckle now “Your gonna settle with someone now?” he questions “Hahaha Mark yes I am” he pats Mark’s shoulder “Wow, why is everyone around me getting married, you should know that the single life is way better” he said while clicking his toungue “Being single is indeed better, but when you love someone you would prefer to be with them every minute and every second and then it would be better for you because you love each other” he said lovingly making Mark laugh “You are madly in love hyung” he laughs “I bet when you meet your match you will also be madly in love with her” Mark shook his head showing a big X sign with his arms “Loving someone crazily will only kill you ,plus I know for sure all they want from me is my money” he said protesting and Taeil gave him a comforting smile before he turns his back to return to work.

Mark headed to the rooftop to get some fresh air while doing so he reminisce his past about Mina and Taeil’s words about him finding true love, discovering that there is indeed a part of him that wants to meet someone that loves him for him and not his money but before he could think more he shrugs it off and in que his phone rings and the caller was his Dad, he answers the phone.

Dad : “Son how have you been there in Canada?” his father questions with a giddy tone

Mark: “Here alive and well” he answers bluntly

Dad: “That’s good, how about the company is it doing well?” he questions further

Mark: “Of course it’s doing exceptionally well, is that all you have to ask” he ask as he sense there is something more with his phone call

Dad: ” Well uhm son I need you to come to Korea asap” he said as he cleared his throat

Mark: “How about our company here, it needs me dad” he said, but actually deep down he is not ready to come back to Korea because coming back means revisiting his past.

Dad: “I already fixed that, your brother is coming to Canada to manage the company”

Mark: “But Dad I’m not really sure I actually don’t want to go back”

Dad: “Look Mark, honestly I wanted to ask you kindly first to hear your first reaction but I just want to inform you that even if you say no, I want you to come home here as soon as you can”

Mark: “Dad but I- I ok fine yes I will come go to Korea as soon as I can but do I just leave?”

Dad: “Yes Mark and starting the day you come back here you will manage the company in Korea plus you need to attend a charity ball this week Saturday”

Mark: “ Ok Dad I get it” he said with a defeated tone

And his Dad hangs up, he doesn’t really want to go and feels very hesitant having an inner conflict with himself, his phone rang again and the caller this time is Taeil telling him to get back to the meeting as lunch break was already over, he endured several more meetings after another until it was finally over to signify his day will finally end. He went back to his office massaging the temples of his forehead as he sat down to think about the many things that bothers him, he then pages for Taeil through his phone, Taeil rushed to see him asking what are his orders for him, Mark stood up and told Taeil “Book me a flight to Korea tomorrow” Taeil took note of it as schok embodied him “Tomorrow sir? And Korea?” he knows that Mark hates Korea for the reason behind it being Mina but he repeated “Yes tomorrow to Korea also you are coming with me” he said as he grabs his things preparing to leave work “B-but sir why shall I come with you and how about my wedding?” he inquires worriedly “It’s part of your job as my secretary and as for you wedding if your soon to be wife loves you so much she can wait oh and make sure it’s a one way ticket” Taeil was very schoked with Mark’s action but before he can speak up more Mark was waves him goodbye making his exit.

The next day Mark woke up with a not so good mood, he made his secretary Taeil pack for him and for which Taeil cursed him for, after packing they head in to his car to drive to the airport Mark tried to get some sleep but he can’t seem to get some with all the flashback memories filling him, they arrived in the airport, checked in and headed to the first class seats of the plane, the whole plane ride was spent with drinking, sleeping and eating for he past 15hrs and after all that has passed he finally hears the flight attendant proclaim” Flight #127 to Seoul South Korea has now landed” and there he was in the land he long abandoned, the land filled with bright yet devastating memories, he shut his eyes preparing himself, as he finally left the plane he feels the jet lag kicking and decided to go to his parents house, just as he thought everyone was asleep due to the very dim lighting he was surprised by his parents with a huge “WELCOME HOME” banner, and he thought to himself “This is it Mark you are really here”.

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#nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct mark #nct smut #nct angst #nct mark smut #mark lee smut #mark lee angst #nct fanfic #nct 127 smut #richkid #neosmutcollective #kpopcatalog

[redgokus]

I was SO conflicted to send this then you said MORE NSFW REQUESTS and I said now I HAVE to send this. Maybe something along the same lines of Yandere!Kyo, but he HAS to take you from behind? Maybe he likes lording over you like that, holding your face in the pillow? 🙈🙈 (maybe use those manilla ropes, too...)(im so sorry if this is a dumbass request i'll hide in shame feel free to delete)

A/N: (whistles discreetly) so... read the warnings with this one LMAO. 

First Part

Song Pick of the Day: Ugo / The Dead Pirates

Warnings: Yandere, Rough Anal Sex, Degrading, Dubcon, This Is Not Nice

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You have your good days and your bad days. Predictably, Kyojurou likes the days where you’re good the most. It just makes sense. 

Those are the days when you’re obedient and docile. You let Kyojurou coo over you and love you all he wants until he’s had his fill, and you don’t complain when he feeds you and cleans you. He doesn’t trust you enough yet to let you off the bed and into the shower, so for now, the two of you have made do with removing the sheets on the bed while Kyojurou cleans your body with a warm rag. He does this every other day with gentle, loving hands- because your cleanliness is important for your physical and mental health, and he wouldn’t want you feeling uncomfortable at all!

Besides the ache of your wrists and occasionally your ankles. You both will have to just live with that.

Your bad days though- those are rough. Filled with shouting, cursing, fighting, and lots of bleeding on your part and occasionally on his if you manage to land a hit on him. All couples fight, and he understands your violence based on the situation you’re in, but he’s already looking forward to the future where you stop looking at him with such hatred as you try to bite his fingers off. 

Kyojurou tries to warn you. Your first warning is always the rope- fine silk changing to rough manila as he binds your hands to the bed frame. Another warning is when he ties down your ankles. He warns you because he doesn’t ever want to hurt you- and yet, regardless of his care and his effort to keep you unharmed, you continue to push, push, push. 

All your limbs are tied down on the bed as Kyojurou rests his hip against the dresser while you scream and yell as he looks at his nails with disinterest. He told you a long time ago that the room was soundproof, but somehow you’re still convinced that if you’re loud enough, someone will hear you- save you. Save you from what?

Kyojurou? The man who loves you so much? 

Eventually, you start taunting him, cursing him. This is typical and expected since Kyojurou is out of reach; the only way you can harm him is with your words, and you’re especially determined to do so today. And, unknown to you- yes, it does hurt. When you insult his mother for giving birth to him, call him an awful son and brother, wishing for him to perish in hell- yes, those words hurt. Being in such a loving relationship to a spiteful one was a rough transition; Kyojurou remembers when you used to love him as much as he loves you. 

You still love him, but things are just different now. You’re going through a phase. Kyojurou keeps his face calm and stoic as he reminds himself of this while you yell at him- it’s just one of your bad days. That’s all.

Yes… Kyojurou clears his throat and quells down his anger by clenching his jaw and tapping harshly on the dresser with his fingers. Just a bad day. 

His eyes drift to his watch eventually. He had promised himself that another punishment would come if you kept it up for an hour today, and you’re only seven minutes away from that mark. As he looks up to your face, still full of hot hatred, Kyojurou decides that you’re probably not going to stop anytime soon. So he’ll forgive himself later for being a little hasty as he takes two strides toward the bed. 

Kyojurou’s sudden movement seems to startle you, your threats going quiet as you stare at him. When his hands go for your ankles, you flinch- and yeah, that kind of hurts his feelings too, but he’ll live with it- and then you gape as he undoes the knot tying you to the bed. 

“Wh- what are you doing?” 

You keep your eyes on him as he moves to the other side of the bed, untying your other ankle. Despite your minor freedom, you don’t move to kick him, and Kyojurou takes note of that- that’s good, and deserves a reward. 

So he’ll fuck you a little less rough than planned. Maybe he’ll let you breathe. 

When Kyojurou walks up to the head of the bed, undoing the rope of your wrist and then leaning over your head to do the other, he feels you trembling. “Kyojurou, what are you doing?” You try to keep your voice firm and stable, but he hears it. He hears the fear in your tone, as much as you try to hide it. 

For the first time, you are conscious and unbound. Kyojurou keeps the last piece of rope in his hand as he leans away, staring you down with a hard glare. It’s silent in the room- eerily so. 

One second, two… three, four, and then all the way up to ten. Time ticks almost visibly as he stares at you, watching your every movement.

Kyojurou hums after fifteen seconds, nodding shortly. “Good. Do you know what I’m going to do to you now?” It’s the first time he’s spoken to you today since you started your tantrum. The effect he has on you is obvious as you flinch again, your eyes flicking away from his and toward the bed as you curl up defensively. He grunts, his hand moving to your jaw and grabbing it harshly, forcing you to look at his eyes. “I asked you a question.” 

Your own jaw sets as you clench your teeth. “No.” 

Letting go of your face, Kyojurou moves fast enough to startle you, giving you no time to fight back. He forcibly flips you over on the mattress before he settles himself on top of you, placing a knee on your back as he grabs your arms and forces them up. With the same rope from before, he puts your wrists together as you start to scream again, tying them to the bed frame over your head. Your body viciously moves as you try to get him off you, but Kyojurou is much stronger and heavier than you as he puts his weight on your back and makes you choke. Leaning over your ear, he whispers. 

“I’m going to fuck your ass,” he practically purrs as the words seem to make you freeze, “and because you were good just now, I’ll use lube.” Biting your ear, he pulls on it, hard enough to make you yell. “Don’t make me take that back.” 

Your body slacks from beneath him and he smiles, taking off the pressure of his knee on your spine. He hovers for a second, waiting for you to start fighting again, but he’s pleasantly surprised when you stay docile. What a good lover you were- you just needed to be put in your place every so often, that was all. 

“There you are,” Kyojurou sighs, leaning down again to press a kiss on the back of your neck. He’s gentle, soft- for now. As punishment goes, this wasn’t going to be the usual lovemaking you usually had, but for now, he missed you. He takes advantage of your compliance as he peppers loving kisses all along your neck and shoulders, down your back as his hands rub the ache where he pressured his knee against your spine. “There’s my precious baby,” you shiver when his body crawls down yours, still leaving kisses everywhere until he reaches your bottom. 

He grabs one of your cheeks with a firm grip, smiling as he spreads you open. You whimper from above him as you feel his lips meet your entrance. 

“Not yet,” you can feel his hot breath on your skin until he leans away. The sound of a bottle cap opening fills the silence of the room, and then his hands are back on you, fingers tracing the rim of your ass with cool lube coaxing them. Much to Kyojurou’s surprise, you don’t lean away, even from the cold. 

Your ass tilts up as you push against his fingers. Kyojurou can’t help but laugh. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” he purrs as he pushes two fingers in you at once. You groan from the stretch, but he doesn’t give you a recovery period- you asked for this, after all. He fucks you with his fingers deeply as you squirm from under him, choked breathes leaving you every other second. “You’re a fighter, I’ll give you that. But deep down, I know you love me so much, just like I love you.” As he spreads your ass with his fingers, he leans down to kiss the skin of your bottom. When he bites, his teeth sinking in, you gasp. “Either that or you’re a closeted slut who can’t help but enjoy it. I wonder which is worse for you?” 

“I’d rather-” Your face moves as you bite into the pillow next to you, eyes squeezing shut as Kyojurou adds another finger, fucking you ruthlessly. You force your hips to still as you breathe in and out slowly. “I’d rather be a slut than love someone like you.” 

You really loved to fight. Sometimes, Kyojurou wonders if you’re more of a masochist than he is. 

“Alright. If you want to be a slut so bad, then I should just treat you like one.” He removes his fingers from you quickly, and he doesn’t miss the muffled whine you make into the pillow. He scoffs at that, wiping the lube on his fingers off on his pants before he quickly undoes his belt, leaving it around his hips as he pulls the zipper on his pants and takes his cock out. 

Your body tenses as you bring yourself up on your knees, trying to look over your shoulder to meet Kyojurou’s wild eyes. “W-wait- I’m not ready yet-” 

“I thought you wanted to be a slut, baby?” He leans over your body as his prick glides against your ass, his hands tightly holding onto your hips to keep you propped up. “I think a slut can handle what I’m going to do to you.” 

Kyojurou groans as he spreads your cheeks, entering your ass with a full, deep thrust. So, so tight… Perfect. 

“Good, sweetheart, just perfect,” he smacks your ass and you clench up, making him laugh as he begins to thrust. Nothing about it is nice or kind- no, he doesn’t have that patience anymore. And this was punishment, after all. His pace is fast, rough, and deep- his teeth sinking into your shoulder and making you cry out as he fucks you. 

It’s unfortunate that you’re enough of a whore that you’ll always feel good regardless, already moaning into the pillow as Kyojurou roughly pounds his hips against your ass. The metal of his belt hits your thighs, making you whine as your muscles clench from the pain- and that’s just perfect. It feels wonderful around his cock. 

Kyojurou laughs next to your ear. “Feeling good, baby? Even though it’s me?” 

“N-no- fuck!” He slaps your ass again as he pulls his upper body away from you. His hand moves to the back of your head, tightly fisting your hair enough for it to hurt as he keeps your face shoved into the pillow. Your moans are muffled but clear as day to him. 

Despite it all, you’ll always enjoy it, because it’s him. No one else could fuck you like this and keep you moaning- only him. Just him. 

He knows this even if you deny it over and over.

“Come on darling, I know you love it so much,” Kyojurou grunts as he shoves your face deeper in the pillow, and you start to violently squirm, struggling to breathe. He moans when it makes your hips meet his, helping push him even deeper in your ass. “Fucking perfect, love you- you always feel amazing, baby, even if you’re a whore.” 

He can hear his name leave your lips, frantic shouts still muffled by the pillow, and he moans. He knows, in the back of his mind, that you’re begging him to let you breathe. 

But he decides to ignore that for now. He decides to be ignorant and pretend you’re chanting his name in pleasure, just like you used to. Kyojurou bites his lip as he fucks you even harder, grunting as pressure increases in his gut. 

“Fuck- sweetheart, I’m gonna cum-” Your ass clenches around his cock again and he smiles, moaning loudly as he finally takes his hand off your head. Immediately, your head rises from the pillow as you breathe in sharply while Kyojurou grabs your hips with both his hands and focuses his thrusts. 

“Please-” You practically sob, “Kyojurou-!” 

The metal of his belt slapping on your thighs was forgotten on his end, but not on yours. The stinging of it on your skin feels like it’s cutting into you, and you choke another moan when his hands finally wander down to your sex. “Oh- fuck!” 

“That’s it, darling,” Kyojurou purrs. “Come on,” 

“No-!” 

You cum. Your whole body tightens up like a wire as your eyes roll back, Kyojurou continuing to quickly rub at your sex as he speeds up his thrusts on your ass, stinging metal continuing to hit you like fire. You can hear his grunting and wild moaning, his insane chanting about how beautiful you are, how tight and warm. 

A few more thrusts and he’s cumming, filling you up full with his seed as his hips stutter to press flush against yours. 

This is usually when Kyojurou will help clean you up, pressing kisses against your head as he whispers apologies for his rough treatment. Kyojurou can tell you’re expecting it as your body relaxes when he pulls out, but- no. While he loves you dearly-

You’re still a cunt. 

He catches his breath as he wipes his cock with tissue from the nightstand before tucking himself back into his pants, fastening his belt around his hips again. Your eyes meet his and he smiles, cooing under his breath as he gets off the bed and kneels down on the floor. His hands come to your face, thumbs tenderly stroking your cheeks. 

“I hope you’ll be on better behavior tomorrow, dear one,” he whispers. “Because if you want me to be nice, you’ll have to be nice, too. That’s just how it works.” 

Quickly, he stands, his hands leaving your face as he takes a step back. Your eyes widen as you watch him gather his things- “you’re leaving?” 

“Mm,” Kyojurou nods as he smiles. “I don’t have time to waste on brats. You’ll stay like that until I decide to forgive you for everything you said today.” He rearranges the watch on his wrist, checking the time. 

It’s still early. Maybe he can make time to visit and eat dinner with Senjurou today. As he heads for the door, you shuffle up your body to sit up awkwardly while your wrists are still bound.

“You- please don’t leave me like this-”

Right as he’s about to close the door, he remembers. “Oh! Right.” 

Leaving you tied up like that would have been an awful idea. But he’s not really in the mood to retie you... So as he goes to his closet, he takes out some handcuffs, and before you realize what’s happening he clicks them around your wrists. “Thank you for reminding me,” Kyojurou spares one kiss to the top of your head before he finally leaves. 

When he closes the door, he stays for a second. Your furious screams can be heard just barely- he takes a few steps down the fall and nods his head in content when the noise fades away. Never hurts to check every now and again. 

But! He’s rather hungry now, so it’s time he called his brother and made some plans. 

#Anonymous #yandere #dubcon tw #this was dirty to write my lord #literally just some venting went into this so thats probably why DJGGGH #kyojuro x reader #kyoujurou x reader #kyojurou x reader #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #kyojurou rengoku x reader #rengoku x reader #kny #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #reader insert

[henrycavell]

obsession

summary: she managed to escape him for a short time, but now he had found her. word count: 2,353

pairing: august walker/unknown ofc

warnings: this is noncon smut!! if you’re not into that please do not read, i don’t want to upset or trigger anyone. also breeding.

a/n: please tell me what you think!! im so nervous. this is my first time writing smut all by myself, too, so please be nice ok love you guys thanks

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Nothing had looked out of the ordinary, everything was quiet and untouched like it always was. She closed the door behind herself, locking it like she always did, setting the chain into place. Dropping her bag by the door and sliding out of her heels, she moved through the hall, already beginning to undress from that day’s work clothes. Tugging her blouse up over her head, it fell to the floor just a few feet from her bedroom door. She froze, her eyes trained on the floor where she saw loose rose petals scattered, leading further into the room. In her bedroom, strewn across her bed were multiple roses, with long stems covered in thorns. A pink card rested on top of the gray downy sheets. 

Her body ran cold, paralyzed by fear as her eyes fell to the card, not realizing he was standing right behind her. Forcing herself to move, her hand dropped to the bed, picking up the little pink note. Her name was scribbled on the side facing up and when she flipped it over, there were only three words jotted down, in a handwriting she could never erase from her mind; 

𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁.

Dread ate at her insides as she stared at the card, feeling vomit in the back of her throat. The note fell from her hand, but before it could even land back on the bed, August stepped forward, reaching a hand up to brush the hair back off of her shoulders. His thumbs brushed over the thin straps of her bra. It didn’t surprise her that he had found her, but now that he had, she wished she had run just a little faster. 

“Do you know how badly I’ve missed you, angel?” August’s voice was smooth and honeyed, his breath tickling her neck as he pushed her bra straps down her shoulders. His touch was cold and almost desperate, as if he was fearful that she would disappear in the blink of an eye. And almost just as bad, she ripped herself out of his hands, backing away as she turned to look at him. It had been years, now, nearly three since she’d stared into those zaffre eyes, since she had been petrified by that dead, sobering glare. 

“I- you… c-can’t be here,” she stumbled over her words, the last bit of color leaving her face as she looked onto his face. 

“I can’t?” August answered her, his brow pulling down as he stalked towards her, his hands reaching up to his collar, loosening his tie. “Who's going to make me leave?” Sliding his tie from around his neck, August held it loosely in his right hand, a little sneer rising to his face. 

The air around them almost felt suffocating. Each one of his words came out in a soft, gentle breath, almost as if he was worried he’d scare her away like some stray animal. “I’ve thought about you every waking moment we’ve been apart,” August closed the distance between them, “thought about how it would feel to taste your lips again, run my fingers through your hair, be inside of you again,” the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and her breath caught in the back of her throat. 

“No-” she whimpered, but it was too late. Before she had even realized it, August had wrapped his arms around her, tying her wrists together behind her back with his tie. And now it was too late to react, to struggle. He continued to back her up against the wall, caging her inside of his arms. “O-ow,” she choked, his weight pressing her flat against the wall, squishing her hands beneath them. 

August grinned, his hands running down her curves to the waistband of her jeans, where his fingers teased the button and her zipper. “Are you going to try and fight, baby girl? You know I love a good fight,” he purred. Pushing them down her hips, she couldn’t help the pleas that it evoked. His hand was forcing its way between her thighs, driving her legs apart. “Stop-” she choked out, the tips of his fingers pinching and pulling at the thin layer of lace that shielded her for the moment. 

It was hard to remember a time when she wanted August, yearned for his touch and would beg for it. That time had long since passed, back when everything was masked by smoke and mirrors. When she didn’t know the truth of who he was. 

“Your body doesn’t seem to agree with you.” It was true that her body was betraying her, warmth pooling in her gut and she had wet through her panties, excited and sticky for his touch. Animalistic and carnal noises broke in the back of his throat. She arched her back, but tried throwing her shoulders against him, squirming her legs. Any attempt to push him off of her, but he had her pinned firmly between his body and the wall, unmovable like a mountain. His fingers pushed her panties to the side, the sensation of his fingers exploring and dipping inside of her causing her breath to catch in the back of her throat. “Nice and tight, no one’s been in here since me, have they, darling?” 

Her face blushed red, burning hot from embarrassment as she looked up to meet his royal blue eyes. She’d never admit it to him, but since August, no other man had been able to please her in the way he could. Having him here now felt like some weird mash up of a blissful dream and a hellish nightmare. Her body was responding in ways she hated, her thighs were trembling and every new touch had a desperate moan dripping off of her tongue. 

Supple lips caressed over her shoulder, towards the crook of her neck, placing gentle, sweet kisses up her neck. “You thought that you could leave me, that you could get away from me,” the tone of his voice was now taking a dark shift, his tongue sharp enough to cut like a knife. The tender prodding he’d been doing between her legs finished, August forced two of his fingers into her cunt knuckle deep, eliciting a sharp painful gasp from her pouty lips. “You’ve always belonged to me, angel.” 

There wasn’t much fight in her, not for August. She’d always been so terrified of him, it had taken every ounce of courage she had to leave his apartment that night. Under the light from the hanging moon, she had left all of her things and just escaped. And now that his body was crushing down on her, forcing the air from her lungs, forbidding any sort of noise from now leaving her lips, he fucked her relentlessly with his fingers. August had every intention of taking back what was rightfully his, and tonight, he’d make sure to tie them together for the rest of their lives. 

Pulling his hand free from between her legs, he admired the glistening wetness that coated him. Just another thing that pushed him further into delusion, helping him to believe that she really did want this. Stepping away from her, the woman took in a deep breath, crying out in relief as air flooded her lungs. She collapsed to her knees and he just laughed, circling her like a predator hunting its prey. “Isn’t that a beautiful sight.” 

Stopping behind her, August grabbed her up by her arms, moving her to the edge of the bed where he slammed her chest down into the mattress. Her face was pressed down into the blankets, hot and sweltering already as she cried, begging for mercy though her voice was hidden and muffled. “Stop it, August! Stop, I don’t want this!” Kicking her legs and trying to squirm back up to her feet, August leaned forward and held her head down firmly into the sheets, stomping at her legs until her fighting stopped. 

If it hadn’t been obvious before, she knew now that she had no choice in the matter. She belonged to August, she always would. And he was here to take back what he owned. 

Flinching at the sound of his zipper, she gasped when he kicked her knees apart, positioning her just how he wanted. His hand moved up the curve of her ass, to her lower back where he pressed down sharply, forcing her to arch her back. On display for him now, August admired her sopping wet core, red and swollen, begging for attention that he was ready to give. Slapping and grabbing at her round ass, August probed another finger inside of her, a hot tingle running straight to the head of his cock. She was intensely tight around him, squeezing and hugging onto him in an effort to keep him inside. “You can’t keep lying, just admit it, you want me.” 

“No!” She refused to budge, clawing and grabbing fistfuls of blanket in her hands, keeping her eyes screwed shut tightly in an attempt to keep herself from crying. Continuously, she tried to close her thighs, hide herself from him but he would just force her open once more. August grabbed her hips tightly in his hands, his fingers pressing into her skin so firmly he was sure to leave bruises behind as he mounted her. Lining his cock up with her entrance, all he cared about was feeling her stretching around him, his own satisfaction.

The head of his cock teased and slid against her folds, “I’m going to fuck this pussy so hard you won’t even be able to think about running away from me again.” Sliding himself into her until his balls slapped against her cunt, August groaned, his eyes rolling back into his head. A frenzied cry tore through the room and she pressed her own face down deeper into the mattress, biting down on the blankets to keep herself quiet. She knew August enjoyed a loud show, enjoyed knowing just how much pain he was putting her through and she didn’t want to give him the pleasure. 

August didn’t care to wait for her to accommodate to his girth, instead, beginning to ram himself back and forth. Her walls stretched and molded around him, squeezing him tightly and coercing him to fuck even deeper. The fevered sounds of skin on skin slapping echoed through the room, her quiet whimpers of pain and ecstasy breaking through every now and then, but August didn’t halt. The bed underneath of her rocked and swayed, threatened to collapse with the force August was exerting into her.

He didn’t allow her to get used to his rhythm either, reaching forward, he let one hand free of her hip to wrap her dark hair around his fist, forcing her to arch up off of the mattress. No longer could she use the bed to quiet the sounds of her cries. August fucked her with a fiery passion, completely taking over her body as he held her flush to his chest. “Scream for me,” he moaned into her ear, sweat already perspiring across his face and shoulders. 

Slamming into her cervix, waves of ecstasy and pleasure seemed to be crashing around inside of her as his size demanded to be felt. Her brain felt foggy and dazed, unable to think rationally any longer as she panted and moaned, relaxing her back against his chest as he fucked into her. Her hands, still tied behind her back, tried grabbing at his shirt, twisting the material in her fingers as he broke out into raspy, hot grunts.

She was almost beginning to enjoy herself, getting over how she had wanted nothing to do with him, wanting nothing to do with this. She felt so full, molded around him, like he fit so perfectly inside. Had she missed him? His arm wrapped around her chest, his hand running up until her neck was held tightly in his grip. Closing off her airways, she gasped for breath, tears burning the corners of her eyes as she grinded her ass back on him, partially enjoying herself, partially wishing for it to come to an end, for him to just finish. 

“Fuck,” August groaned against her ear, his breath hot, yet still sending shivers down her spine. “You feel so good, missed you so much,” he pressed his lips to the back of her head as he continued to press himself harder into her. “Gonna make sure you can never leave me again,” he promised her, his strokes becoming slower but deeper. August was making sure to take his time, enjoying every single second of feeling her cunt squeezing him. 

With his hand still gripping her throat, she was unable to speak, her face turning a pale shade from the lack of air. All she could do was wheeze, her fingers scratching at the skin beneath his shirt. Every ridge and groove hugged August’s cock, his head kissing her cervix as he sheathed himself deep inside of her. She couldn’t ignore the sudden hot sensation washing over her as her cunt spasmed and gripped him tightly, feeling little explosions going off in her stomach as she came hard on his cock. 

That was all August had been waiting for. He released his hand from her throat, letting it fall back to her hips as he dug his nails into her, releasing his hot load deep inside against her womb. Still bucking his hips up into her, August rode out his climax alongside her. Deep, guttural moans almost completely hiding the sound of her crying as he filled her. Her knees began to violently shake, and her chest fell back against the mattress, heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Tears blurred her vision and smeared down her face as she felt August leave her, his hot semen dripping from her core. He moved back to his feet, his azure eyes trained still between her legs, watching as his essence trickled from her cunt like some sweet nectar. 

“You can never escape me now.” 

#august walker fanfic #henry cavill fanfic #august walker smut #henry cavill smut #august walker x ofc #august walker x female #obession

[333dolans]

C3 & C92 with gray pleasee🥺

Prompt list

C3, C92- “It’s none of your business.” “It’s my business if you cry because of me.” “I’m going to sleep on couch tonight.”

“Y/N, please just talk to me? I don’t understand what I did wrong. You need to tell me so I can, you know? Not do it again?” Gray pleaded with you through the bathroom door. Just moments ago you were both cuddled up on his bed under a fuzzy blanket, legs intertwined and eyes heavy with the sleepiness that weighed your eyelids down. Now? You had abruptly got up from your place in his arms before making a quick dash and proceeding to lock yourself in the bathroom without so much as a word. As he’d followed after you, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing.

Gray was confused to say the least, you had been talking to him about your day, which he followed with a brief description of what he had gotten up to with Ethan as they were in the midsts of filming a big series for their channel. Snapping back to the current moment where he found himself sliding down to the floor, head resting on the wall, he desperately began to rack his brain for anything that could of pissed you off. Why were you angry with him?

He was once again brought out of his thoughts by a sound that made his blood run cold. His ear pressed against the wood, he heard the faint, steady sound pick up speed and volume. You were crying. He could handle you being mad at him but crying because of him? Absolutely not. “Babe, please” He was begging now.

Just as he was contemplating kicking that damn door down himself, he heard the lock twist and the door crack open slightly followed by your croaky voice, “Im going to sleep on the couch tonight.” You sounded so fragile, insecure. Gray knew better than to try and argue with you, you were a stubborn one and when you knew what you wanted you were set on it. “It’s ok, take the bed. I’ll take the couch.”

As the sun began to light up the room, the rays making their way in through the blinds, you were instantly reminded of last nights events when you reached out to your left, greeted with cold sheets. You felt guilty, you weren’t upset because of him. You were angry with the universe and he just so happened to be the one you lashed out at.

Sliding your feet into your slippers as you finished tying the belt of your robe, you made your way out to the living room to apologise. You were met with the smell of pancakes, god were you craving them. A smile graced your lips as you headed for the kitchen. That smile faltered when you were met with Gray sat at the kitchen table, chomping on his breakfast, no sight of a plate saved for you. This pissed you off, you knew you had no reason to be annoyed. It was 7am and you didn’t normally wake up until around 10am on your days off. Of course he wouldn’t of made you breakfast at this time, but today? You weren’t happy.

“Nice of you to offer me some.” You commented bitterly. If looks could kill, Grayson Dolan would be a dead man walking. “Seriously Y/N? We’re not 7 anymore.” He rolled his eyes. God you needed to get your feelings in check because you could now feel your bottom lip begin to tremble. Why were you crying?! You had started all of this. Grayson saw your change in expression and was instantly at your side.

“What is it bub? come on, you can talk to me.” Gray tried, warm hand reaching for yours but you pulled away. “It’s none of your business.” You sassed. Honestly, you don’t know why you were being so petty, he hadn’t done anything wrong. You were just so afraid of what he’d say when you told him. You turned on your heel, about to flee again. “It’s my business if you cry because of me.” With that you froze, he’d heard you? Did that mean he’d heard you throwing up last night? “fuck” you thought to yourself.

You slowly looked up to meet his eyes. You were afraid for his reaction. You knew he loved you but you’d only been together for just under a year. Was it all too soon? As much as you wished you could avoid it, you knew he would find out eventually, whether you told him or not. “Don’t be mad?” You whispered faintly. “Of course not, you just worried me is all.” He cupped your tear stained cheek in his palm, the touch comforting you. You took in a shaky breath, “I’m pregnant.”

The words seemed to echo in the small space between you. Silence. You knew it was too soon, it was no secret that Grayson longed to be a father more than anything, but 10 months into the relationship? They were still so young, so much they wanted to do before settling down for a domestic life together. You felt your stomach wrench. You’d ruined everything.

Grayson on the other hand, was in shock. Was this a dream? Surely it had to be. This. This was the moment he’d waited for all of his life. He was going to be a father and best of all, the mother of his unborn child, the absolute love of his life. He saw a hint of hope flash across her eyes after she spoke, but it faded after just a few seconds, replaced with fear. Fuck! He’d hadn’t said anything yet, leaving her in her to overthink his lack of reaction.

Without missing another beat, he took her shaking hands into his bigger ones and brought them to his lips, placing a gentle kiss to them. He couldn’t fight it anymore. He scooped her into his arms and buried his head into her hair, inhaling the familiar scent of her shampoo. He pulled back to look at her face, “I’m going to be a dad?” His eyes began to tear up. She matched the smile on his face before letting out a sharp breath of a relief. “Yes, and the best one too. I know it may be too soon-“ Grayson cut her off with a passionate kiss. “No love, it’s perfect.”

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[syubub]

YOONGI OPEN READING

This idea was suggested by an awesome as to do a reading to just vibe with the energy and see what they have to say! Its such a cool idea and I think its such a fun way to do a reading!

Disclaimer: this is for entertainment purposes only and is just my interpretation of the cards!!

Essentially what I did here was connect with his energy and let him speak for himself. When I initiated the connection I made it clear that there was no expectation and that I just wanted him to talk and give any messages or talk about random shit. Random shit he talked for sure. I shuffled all the decks that I was drawn to and asked him to guide me for how many times to shuffle and how many cards to pull.

I wrote down all the messages I got on my little notepad thing. Sometimes when I get messages they are kind of in a picture form? Yoongi kept showing me/ saying shit about tangerines. Idk maybe he's eating them right now or he wants everyone to know that he loves them more than life itself? Idk man. He also made a point to say that green is a lucky color and showed me an old green t-shirt? I don't know what exactly he was going for there but oki friendo. He also wanted everyone to know that there is a guitar video coming soon and I saw the number 21 (maybe its a 21 minute video or something like that?) but then he directly followed it up with, "don't believe that". Umm? okay. Another message was "find yourself" this was the only message that was just auditory? I think that speaks for itself.

He also showed me a scene of him sitting crossleged on the floor looking out at an empty stadium with something blue in his hand? But it sounds like a concert bc you can hear army scream and you can kinda see the army bombs? I can't tell if its him practicing at an empty stadium or just him sitting in his room imaging all this. He has army on the brain very very often. He misses performing.

Onto cards. All the cards I pulled I asked for help interpreting what they mean because I didn't ask any questions. I just let him do his thing and asked him to explain. To start off. Homeboy has been in the throws of baby fever lately. He sees a kid and he starts thinking about having a child. Its really cute and he's kinda embarrassed about it? Like a little bit blushed. Cute.

Another thing that was prominent was that yoongi is definitely learning to embrace all sides of himself. He's in that empress energy and you heckin bet he's feeling himself. He's also a little inpatient as of right now. He is thinking of some new business ventures as well (hello Skewerd by the Skewer. Please make it a thing yoongi and jk im begging you) He kinda "shrugged" when I asked him what he was thinking of doing. He's just kinda thinking. He's also changing some stuff up in his life. For some reason he keeps pointing me to appearance/fashion. Maybe some new piercings or a tattoo (this is me hoping and subtly telling him that he should get more piercings and some tats lol) or more specifically wardrobe? Maybe buying some new clothes or trying a new style?

He's also going back through his past and tying up old loose ends? He's reconciling with his past and really reminiscing on the beginnings of bts. He's very nostalgic and wants everyone to know that he's proud of the teamwork that bts have together and the teamwork bts has with army. (Hes basically a sappy fuck rn)

LISTEN UP YOONGI HAS THINGS TO SAY

He wants to tell everyone to have hope and to not shut down in this time? Its like he wants to encourage us all to use this chaotic time to grow as people and live in spite of the chaos that surrounds us! We can still fly! We can still bloom! Its not over until its over and we need to reflect on who we want to be and take the steps to get there!

Most of this is just him wanting to reassure everyone that good things are coming and that healing is coming!! Lol as I'm typing this trying to explain all this, I hear, "anything is possible when we are together" and he's all happy and mushy. I'm not crying you are.

Lol another thing is he wants us all to go to therapy. I get the sense that he understands how hard things have been for people lately and he just wants everyone to be okay. If nothing else he wants us to pay attention to our hearts and what they need.

He's also getting more and more woke as the days go on. He's also urging us all to find our soul family! You do that by listening to your heart and being the person you are at your core. Living your truth.

As I was parting I asked him if there was anything else he wanted to say and he said, "Tell them I love them" CUTE! His energy was super talkative and I think his energy was specifically receptive to just havin a good ole chat. He also showed me tiny little blue forget-me-nots. They look like this

Theres so much to this reading and he was so so so chatty so this was a fun thing! Yoongo boongo is a sweet guy who wishes everyone happiness!

#bts tarot #bts #bts reactions #bts rm #jungkook #taehyung #yoongi #bts imagines #seokjin #bts v #min suga #suga #suga fic #namjoon #bts jhope #jimin #jin #hoseok

[marveloussupernerd]

im going to come thru and request one of your holiday prompts!! please do jumin saying number twelve 💀💀 but like it’s the penthouse

Christmas Lights and Bruises - Jumin Han

This is from my Christmas prompt list , requests are currently open so feel free to request :)

Prompt: “I fell off the roof putting up Christmas lights”

Summary: Jumin really wanted you to have the best Christmas ever. If that meant he got a few bruises along the way... well... that was okay by him

FIRST OF ALL after a Google search: a fall from over 50 ft will almost def kill u and Jumin lives on the eighth floor at least (80 ft up min) so he would die. I’m not trying to kill him SO we’re just gonna say that the penthouse ceilings are high and he had to use a ladder to line the ceiling w lights

ANYWAYS ty for requesting bb I love you and literally everyone has requested seven for these prompts but you ? Just saying this is like everyone else erasure (no h8 to those requested seven tho :))

You were going to go for a nice day out while Jumin finished up some work at the home office. He didn’t have too too much, but he still sent you to the hairdressers because you were in need of a cut, and he wanted to get your nails done too while you were at it. You opted for the cut first.

Christmas was only in a few more weeks; you were so excited! This was your first Christmas with Jumin by your side (more notably as your HUSBAND by your side), so you wanted to make it special. The past few Christmases had been meh for you so you really wanted to make this one fun. You had already ordered his present and it was on its way. Soon you wanted to put the tree up too!

You hadn’t opted to get too too much off for your haircut, a little over an inch (2.5 cm) or so, but you were still excited to have it look all nice and fancy. Plus the hairdresser was always soothing. After she had washed your hair you made you way over to the seat to start the cut.

Not even half your head cut later and you were getting a phone call from one of the building’s security guards. He knew where you were at the moment so you figured it was important. You asked your hairstylist to wait a moment then picked up the call. “This is Mrs. Han.”

“I’m so glad I got a hold of you. Uh, your husband has had a fall...”

“A fall? Is he okay?” Your hairdresser raised her eyebrow.

“He refuses to lay down and rest. I swear I heard something crack so I called the doctor...” he sounded concerned.

“Alright. I’m on my way.” You took off the cape and stood up, hair still wet and half-cut. “I’ve got to go. Can we finish this later?”

With all the money she was getting paid? Of course she wouldn’t say no. She nodded and wished you the best. You flung on your heavy coat and headed out.

“Would you like me to send Driver Kim?” The guard asked.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m only a few blocks away. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

You hightailed it to the penthouse. How did he fall!? He was supposed to be working. Your face was cold; it was below freezing out and your wet hair certainly wasn’t helping. Maybe you should have brought a scarf.

You rushed into the building, heading up to the penthouse floor and to the front door. The security guards were waiting for you. “Mrs Han.” They greeted you, standing at attention.

“Is he okay? Where is he?” You questioned.

“He’s likely at his desk right now, Ma’am. The doctor should be here in about 15 minutes.”

You rushed through the door, not bothering to take off your coat (you were cold enough already granted) and rushed to the office, knocking before opening the door immediately.

Jumin was at his desk, typing away at his computer. He looked up to you and smiled, then winced. “You’re home early.”

“Jumin!” You rushed by his side, kneeling next to him. “Are you okay? You had me worried.”

“Oh,” he waved his hand to disregard what had happened. “You heard about that. I’m fine.”

“You don’t have to be strong around me,” you cupped his cheek in your hands. “Won’t you lay down until the doctor gets here?”

He sighed. “I suppose if you’d like me to.”

You grabbed his arm as he stood up, carefully guiding him to bed. “Would you care to tell me how you fell?”

“Well... I might as well since you’re about to find out anyways. I... fell off the roof putting up Christmas lights.” He sounded dejected. You helped sit him down gently in bed.

“The roof!? Jumin we’re on like the eighth floor!?” You were shouting. You were just so shocked.

“Oh... not the roof. The... ceiling? I tried to line the ceiling with Christmas lights for you in the living room. But... I fell off the ladder.” You pulled the blanket over him.

“Oh Baby,” you stroked some of the hair out of his face. “You didn’t have to put those up. We can pay someone to put those up.”

“But... I know how much you love Christmas and I wanted to make it extra special for you.”

“I know. I bet it looks great,” you kissed his cheek.

“Not really... the lights are hanging around only half lit up.

“Well I’m proud of you anyway. Now where does it hurt?”

He looked kind of uneasy, as though he still didn’t want you to know how much it hurt. He had a tight frown on his face. “My... chest. I don’t know. Right here?” He pointed under his chest. Men were never very good at injuries, huh.

“Your ribs? We’ll have the doctor check them out. You might have a concussion too if you hit your head.” You gently pressed a kiss to his lips. “You’re so sweet. But please, let me help next time. You had me worried sick.” Your eyes were glossy. What a stupid thing to cry over. But you were quite upset. What if he had gotten severely hurt? What if he had actually tried to do this outside?

“Okay. But I’m okay, alright?” He reached forward slightly to unbutton your winter coat, pushing it off your shoulders. “Oh my,” he muttered under his breath.

“Oh my what?” Your voice was just as soft to match his.

“Your hair... has looked better. I thought I had paid to have it done.” His hand reached out to touch your hair, a crunching sound being made as soon as he touched it.

“Oh, it probably froze. I, uh, left as soon as I heard. She only had time to cut half of it. But, I’ll get it done later! So long as you’re okay. You know, I can actually just have them come here so I can stay with you if you-“

“Honey,” he cut you off. You looked back at him. He had a warm smile on his face. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

“I’ll make you some tea while we wait for the doctor. He should be here any minute though.” You stood from your spot, but Jumin caught your wrist before you could leave.

“Stay here with me. Call the Chef to make tea or something. I just... want you here for now.” His eyes looked sleepy. How could you refuse? You sat down on the side of the bed, shifting so you could stroke his hair. He shut his eyes as you waited.

The doctor said he had bruised a rib. He probably also had a minor concussion and should rest as much as possible and avoid stressful work. He clearly didn’t know Jumin. Still, you’d try your best to keep him resting for the next few days. He lived and worked in such a fast-paced environment that the doctor worried any work could set him off and make his conditions worse.

“Watch Christmas movies with me?” You asked, after the doctor had left. You had put your hair up so that you didn’t have to look at it, half-cut, every time you passed a mirror. If the hairdresser didn’t get here soon you’d cut it yourself. It was that annoying. Still, for the sake of Jumin, you tried to ignore it.

“I haven’t seen very many,” he commented, eyes locked on you as you climbed into bed, pajamas and fuzzy socks on. “Christmas movies.”

“For real!?” You took the remote from the bedside table and climbed under the blankets, scooting closer to your husband. He was on his back, head propped up by pillows. He wanted to switch to his side but you wouldn’t let him. It would hurt!

He pulled you closer by the waist until your head was resting on his shoulder. “For real. I’ve only seen... hm... A Christmas Carol. It’s A Wonderful Life...”

“That’s all!?” You moved yourself off his shoulder to look at him in disbelief.

“And Rudolph.”

“That’s still all!? We have so many to watch.”

“But my work-“

“Nope. I’ll arrange for someone else to do it. We have to watch Elf. And The Santa Clause. And Frosty the Snowman. And The Polar Express! And.. so many more!” You snuggled back next to him, using the remote to pull up the first Christmas movie of the night.

He sighed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“I cannot believe you rolled your eyes!” You teased. “What have you done for 27 years without me!? Without these movies!?” He flinched. “Oh! I’m sorry,” you pushed away from him slightly. “I hadn’t realized I was hurting you.”

“No, come back.” He was POUTING. Pouting. You had never seen him pout like that. You didn’t move though. “I don’t mind it.”

You huffed at him.

“Okay.” He scooted closer to you. “If you get on the other side we can cuddle and it won’t hurt. Because it’s my good side. How about that?”

You climbed over him, sitting on his other side, resting your head on his shoulder. “Better?”

“Better,” he sighed. He grabbed your hand in his. “Now start the movie. It seems I have a lot to catch up on!”

With all the movies and excitement and you, how could he possibly go back to work?

Bye writing for Jumin is my element I was so happy writing this. Ik I write for him a lot and if I write for any character too much it’s like blah. But he rlly is my favorite character :) I love him

#mystic messenger #mysme #Jumin han #Christmas

[taikanyohou]

The reaction was really interesting. I agreed with a lot of Bright’s point and it was nice to see a different perspective. I really wish they had showed it in the show. You can tell Bright is really attached to Sarawat and it hurts his heart to see the pain. It also showed me that the finale could have been loads better with a few cute scenes and a proper discussion. This is what Bright was talking about. At the end of the day it was the lack of communication.

Ahh I loved that reaction video and I loved seeing Bright talking about Sarawat’s point of view. I’m sure one of the reasons they bought him was the amount of shit he was getting from some people. This however also showed me what the show lacked. Though I loved 2gether.. most of the time we saw things were Tine’s perspective. It would have really been good to see it from Sarawat’s perspective in the last episode. You can also see Bright’s frustration at times with how they portrayed Sarawat.

I assume you watching the reaction video atm! Let me say this boy gives me heart attacks like how thoughtful he is and wants to explain sarawat’s every move since episode 12 and why he acted the way he acted. I felt like he kept it inside for so long that it needed to be spoken out like when he wanted to see a reaction from P’Jennie how he looked away and then right back at her. He was so stressed and on the edge the whole time! How he repeatedly said he’s sorry for Sarawat cause he knows that everyone was sorry for Tine but didn’t get to see/understand his side of version. He also zoned out in a couple of scenes like this boy has sooo many emotions and it feels it’s too overwhelming for him(I feel that at least). I’m so grateful that Bright exists and talk about loving a man and to feel love so freely!! He could’ve said so much in the end but instead it was more like an apology for hurting Tine and how his character works. He understands Sarawat so much. I’ll cry. I didn’t thought my opinion would be that long... he’s speaking so enthusiastically about Sarawat and what his character taught him. This boy is really a blessing for the 2gether + lgbt+ community I love him he’s a child like a babie :((

Bright just wants to smooch his co-star but the universe won’t let him.

hiii anons!!! i’m gonna combine all of your asks into one bc we’re all essentially talking about the same thing.

yeah. so. the ep 13 reaction video. lets talk about it.

firstly, i ... it will never cease to astound me just how much bright loves sarawat? he knows him with every fibre of himself. he knows sarawat right down to the tendon and bone of him. like. bright’s taken so much time out to character study sarawat, get into his psyche and mind and heart. and. i hate novel! sarawat, but, bright’s taken that character, and made it his own, completely transforming him. and that takes so much understanding and commitment and passion. truly, we don’t deserve bright. we really don’t. and i am so thankful we got bright to play sarawat. no body else could have done sarawat better than bright. so much so that like .... they both overlap, bright and sarawat. sometimes its hard to distinguish where sarawat ends and bright begins.

and like some of yall said, i think it was a very clever ... move (?) ... to star bright to react to ep 13, solo, without win. bc, like yall mentioned, and like im gonna dwell on now: 2gether was entirely from tine’s perspective. it reminds me a bit of skam, in that way, that ... ya know even tho i’ve watched skam and i should KNOW this, but i still forget just how POWERFUL perspectives are. and how much they influence your way of thinking. i touched upon this after ep 12, but now after watching bright react to the whole of ep 13, like, it comes back to that. we saw everything through tine’s eyes. and so, it felt like, sarawat’s side needed to be justified. but it could never be done on the show bc the show was about tine’s perspective. and the only way it could have been done, is if they both would have talked.

which brings me onto my next point, that bright mentions - the biggest barrier and fault was they both don’t know how to talk. i touched upon this just yday actually, how sarawat is someone who doesn’t know how to talk, he’s more of a do-er (like bright said), whereas tine is someone who overthinks himself to the point of sickness and anxiety and so he doesn’t know how to voice that out, and like bright said, tine is someone who is EXTREMELY obedient - if someone says something to him to do, tine will go along and do that and won’t say no to them. which means that tine himself has had very little experience of going with his gut and how he feels, and when he comes face to face in a situation like that, it becomes Very overwhelming for him.

so, it was really clever to have bright on, solo, to explain everything from his and sarawat’s perspective. especially the bit where bright was like “everytime someone flirted with tine, wat never once questioned his trust for tine or their love, he would go directly to the person in question and deal with them.” and ... ya know, that’s more easier for sarawat to do, than it is for tine, who isn’t like that at all - like bright said, tine is the more obedient one who just follows along everybody else’s suggestions and has never really used his agency to decision make for himself.

and so ... yeaah. like. people sent a LOT of verbal abuse to bright after ep 12. and bright even said he knew it would happen, bc the entire series is from tine’s perspective, he understood that from well before. so he says he was prepared, but he still didn’t come on social media that often bc he got so much verbal abuse over it. 

and like, i’ve said before, just like how jennie and go said in the reaction video, that we should have got less flashbacks in the finale, and instead, we could have had a more sweeter scene. that could have been and should have been a proper, open and honest conversation between tine and sarawat, or, as bright suggested, a kiss. so, ya know, as some people were saying that maybe bright was just uncomfortable about kissng win??? no. no he wouldnt be AT ALL. it just ... never occured in the script. but yeah. i think .......... it really did get to bright - that sarawat never on the show got a chance to explain. 

which honestly makes me feel like thats why half the time he would improvise as sarawat? and add in things he KNOWS sarawat would/should do bc he KNOWS the depths of his love for tine so he used those moments so smartly to show that (a sign of v v v good acting!!!). like a marriage proposal, or putting tine’s hand over his shoulder, or adding in cheek kisses. like. bright’s really gone over and beyond for sarawat and tried to show just how intensely in love wat is with tine, with the little space and room for manoeuvre that he got granted.

idk if the some of scripts were written in a rush? i mean, 2gether was the FIRST show from gmmtv to air in 2020 - if i’m correct???? - so, between november to february, the had to get everything shooted and done, but they MUST have started script writing earlier than that. idk ... 

personally, i do wish we did get some more of the novel scenes in the show. like, sarawat and tine coming out to sarawat’s dad was SUCH a BEAUTIFUL scene in the novel but we never got it on the show. why? bc it was from sarawat’s perspective, not tine’s. another really nice scene, is the cinema scene where they held hands, but on the show we got a different version of it, where instead, they talked about a happy or tragic ending before tine decides to accept being wat’s boyfriend and they hug (i like that scene though, purely bc we got to see win’s crying which was !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AMAZING! and the hug was SUPER sweet!). 

but yeah, it .... idk. seeing bright in that reaction video in some moments Hurt. bc .... there was so much he wanted to say but he kept it in. and he’d just glance and sigh and look down or away bc he GETS sarawat in a way i think nobody else does. and so ..... had the show had more time, or was able to cut out some scenes and replace them with other and rewrite bits, we could have gotten sarawat’s perspective, and not had the show completely butcher sarawat’s image in ep 12 the way they did, only for them to then have less than one episode, a finale no less, to save his face again, whilst also tying up every other plot at the same time. 

like, bright has SO MUCH to offer as sarawat. and bright says he doesnt know about a season 2 (yet), but, ya know, if we ever got to see tine and sarawat again, i kinda wish they allow bright more freedom - bc he understands his character a lot more better than the writers do, i feel. he gets sarawat on soul deep level. so i just wish they’d give bright more freedom to be sarawat. and i have no doubt that, if that had been the case, we would have gotten a LOT more physical intimacy between tine and sarawat. i’m not mad about the lack of it, but, i’m assuming that bright would have really made sarawat be a lot more physical with tine. but at the same time, i agree with bright when he said that tine and wat are people who show their affections to one another in private - which is why i am SO ...... upset that we never got to see tine and wat ALONE in the one year later scene, bc, like i said, they WOULD have been a LOT LOT LOT more intimate then. but they weren’t alone. so they weren’t intimate. which. yeah. 

but at the same time, ya know, bright’s so .... like. he gets where the hurt for tine stems from. just like how he gets sarawat’s character, he gets tine’s too. but like he said, he’s lived and breathed wat since day one - and so, i think he just really wanted a chance to explain everything from sarawat’s point of view. he really didn’t need to apologise at all, and yet he did, on behalf of wat hurting tine. 

so whilst i know its just said that oh ya know bright should just write the whole of s2, i kinda wish, if we were to get one, that they writers would sit down and LISTEN to bright and win and take some input of theirs in, since, they’re the ones who KNOW their characters and play them. 

but yeah, bright’s mind. his intellect. his knowing of sarawat ............. it will never cease to amaze to me just how dedicated he was at an emotional and psychological level to play sarawat.

#faiza answers

[moony-meeks]

LYRICAL PARALELS IN HL’S (and 1d’s) SONGS

-fire

i’d walk through fire for you/ i would carry you over fire [...]/ we’re on fire now/ we made a fire, went down with the flames/ i said we’re on fire baby/ don’t burn out/ like a moth into a flame/ i’ve seen that fire alight/ maybe we’re fireproof

-the dark

all the lights couldn’t put out the dark [...]/ we will find a way, through the dark/ looking in the dark, with an empty heart/ i don’t wanna get lost in the dark of the night

-strong and happily are a couple

is it so wrong, that you make me strong?/ i don’t care what people sat when we’re together

-nautical themes

we sailed an ocean, and drowned in the wave/ [...] tied up like two ships [...] waves try to break it/ [...] water for your love/ me inside a sinking boat

-kitchen (?)

face to face at the kitchen table/ from the dining table/ kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor/ fridge light washes this room white/ kids in the kitchen listen to dance hall

-religion/ praying

built a cathedral, but we never prayed/ church of burnt romance and i’m too far gone to pray/ the priest thinks its the devil/ the devil in my brain

-public image/ contracts/ lies/ secrets

the script was written and i could not change a thing/ tall stories on the page/ headlines that i can’t stand/ telling those stories we already told/ tongue-tied like we’ve never known/ i’m still tongue-tied/ [...] doing things that you know we shouldn’t do/ secret little rendezvous/ [...] ran out of energy of playing someone i heard im supposed to be/ we just try to keep those secrets in a lie/ 25 and it’s all planned/ whatever chains are holding you back, don’t let them tie you down/ been up all night running all my lines/ got so much to lose/ [...] to get it wrong in front of all these people/ it’s all lies/ and they’ll say “i told you so”/ [...] im never gonna get away/ we don’t say what we really mean/ all the smiles that i’m faking

-home 🏠

i’ll make this feel like home/ i’d be coming right back home to you/ it felt nothing like home, cause you’re not home/ you bring me home/ come so far from princess park/ two hearts in one home/ two weeks and i’ll be home/ i’m going home/ i used the light to guide me home/ but your eyes will lead me straight back home/ wherever you are is the place i belong/ [...] we know where we belong / its time for me to go home

-light

bring me back to the light/ used the light to guide me[...]/ i’ll be your light/ lightening in your eyes/ follow the sun/ step into the light/ [...] idolizing the light in your eyes/ [...] hope you’ll see me in a little better light

-taste/ sweetness

taste so sweet/ tastes like strawberry/ strawberry lipstick state of mind/ just a little taste babe/ when i sleep im gonna dream of how you tasted/ salt and vinegar/ sweet creature/ every kiss gets a little sweeter/ sweet where you lay/ taste on my tongue/ i miss the taste of your lips/ remember how you tasted/ keep it sweet in you memory/ oh honey/ one more taste of your lips [...]

-shadows (?)

all the lonely shadow dances/ we’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me/ [...] shadow holding me hostage

-youth

but we’re still young/ we were too young/ tell me do you still remember feeling young/ too young to know about forever/ i have loved you since we were 18/ i was just a little boy/ we were only kids just tryna work it out/ [...] put all of this on us when we’re so young/ [...] been my queen since we were 16/ i wanna be young/ share a single bed and tell each other what we dream about/ god bless the young hearts sippin’ cheap wine/ young man hush your crying [...]

-loneliness

woke up alone in this hotel room/ nothing wakes you up like waking up alone

-the viewing of love

im not scared of love/ [...] but i’ve never cared for love/ caring only kills love

-eyes

your eyes will lead me [...]/ i get so lost inside you eyes/ [...] talking about your eyes/ looking into you eyes/ tired eyes are the death of me/ you got stars in your eyes/ [...] lightening in your eyes/ looking into your eyes/ looked into your eyes and saw that i was lost/[...] in your eyes olivia/ same eyes blue/ [...] i saw it in your eyes

-being lost

i get so lost [...]/ saw that i was lost/ we’ll be together even when we’re lost

-nyc

its new york baby always jacked up/ i know you left a part of you in new york under your bed in a box/ ever since new york

-hate

hard to think you could ever hate me/ but man i can hate you sometimes

-comunication issues

we don’t talk about it, it’s something we don’t do/ we’re both stubborn/ we don’t speak enough/ comfortable silence is so overated/ finally have a conversation that i wish we could’ve had before/ even my phone misses your call/ trying hard not to talk to you/ sleeping in our problems like we’ll solve them in our dreams/ had another talk about where it’s going wrong/ im just an arrogant son of a bitch who can’t admit when he’s sorry

-being loved/ demonstrating love

just wanna be loved by you/ just let me adore you/ i know you wanna be loved/ i couldn’t want you any more

-lgbtq romance

think of how much love that’s been waisted/ its a church of burnt romances/ in a strage way we’re all in this together, been this way forever, you’re not the only one

-need

im sorry if i say i need you/ i’ll always need you, in front of me

-running away from/ towards something

i know you wanna leave/ escape from the city [...]/ ready to run

-fear of being forgotten/forgetting someone (?)

and i wory someday you’ll wake up and you won’t know me/ cause i don’t wanna feel like i don’t know you anymore, don’t recognize my face

-phone calls

even my phone misses your call/ and we can’t even be on the phone now/ checking my phone [...]/ don’t blame the drunk caller

-crying (?)/ begging for help/ suffering

stop your crying baby it’s a sign of the times/ young man, hush your cries and dry your tears away/ [...] be the last to bleed/ i can hear you howling till your lungs hurt/ just take the pain away

-being trapped

can’t get through the glass/ can’t bribe the door on your way [...]/ [...] holding me hostage/ whatever chains are holding you back don’t let them tie you down/ used to think about being free but [...]

-the feeling of community

we’re all in this together been this way forever/ you’re not the only one/ you won’t be the first or be the last to bleed

#don’t mind me #i’ll just add to this every time i think of something new #just listing song paralels of the top of my head

[kangtaebins]

Weird Asks That Say A Lot

I said I was going to just answer all of these bc of boredom,, and so here I am

1. Coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? Teacups are aesthetically pleasing idc what anyone says

2. Chocolate bars or lollipops? Lollipops

3. Bubblegum or cotton candy? Cotton candy supremacy

4. How did your elementary school teachers describe you? I was told that I was a leader a lot, and was told that I was very intelligent. Ah yes, I suffered from gifted kid burn out in high school-

5. Do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? Look, plastic cups are the best. Specifically the ones with the lids and reusable straws

6. Pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? It truly depends on the day bc some days I would say goth and other days I’d say grunge, but most days- pastel

7. Earbuds or headphones? Earbuds

8. Movies or TV shows? TV shows bc- idk actually I’m just not a movie person

9. Favorite smell in the summer? I have a weird obsession with the smell of cheap sunscreen and I have no clue why

10. Game you were best at in p.e.? I hated gym in high school and rarely participated despite the teacher being irritated with me (truly she gave up after a few months bc I really did not care at all) HOWEVER- I went to town in volleyball and still enjoy playing volleyball v much

11. What do you have for breakfast on an average day? I don’t eat breakfast often,,, 

12. Name of your favorite playlist? Probably my Navy or Indigo playlist

13. Lanyard or key ring? Key ring 

14. Favorite non-chocolate candy? Anything green apple!!!

15. Favorite book you read as a school assignment? I actually genuinely enjoyed Romeo And Juliet tbh

16. Most comfortable position to sit in? I always curl up in a ball on the couch, but in a chair I manspread ngl

17. Most frequently worn pair of shoes? Nike slides <//3

18. Ideal weather? Between 50-70 degrees, sunny but not warm, being able to wear a hoodie and not be hot or cold

19. Sleeping position? I usually either sleep on my left side or on my stomach (my back once in a while when it’s hurting bc I’m a hag)

20. Preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? I write on my phone more than anything

21. Obsession from childhood? Hm- I was really obsessed with High School Musical as a kid. My friend and I would put it on and lip sync to the songs and pretend we were the characters

22. Role model? Is it- wrong to say myself? Bc I feel like that sounds arrogant but genuinely it’s bc I’m constantly trying to better myself mentally and learn and grow. Idk I just am proud of who I am and look to myself when I need to find motivation

23. Strange habits? Strange? Idk if it’s strange but I’m constantly twiddling with the hem of my sleeves bc I love the feeling of it

24. Favorite crystal? Citrine 

25. First song you remember hearing? WH- bitch idk tf

26. Favorite activity to do in warm weather? Stay tf inside in the air conditioning

27. Favorite activity to do in cold weather? Stay tf inside in the heat

28. Five songs to describe you? To describe me?? Girl idk I'm all over the place. How about songs that resonate with me instead,,, Alive by Khalid, Paranoid by Lauv, Phobia by Dvwn, Fake Smile by Ariana Grande, and Breathin by Ariana Grande

29. Best way to bond with you? Truly I'm not very difficult to get along with, just don't be an asshole. Talk to me about psychology, current events, say Soobin is the cutest to exist idk it's not that hard

30. Places that you find sacred? I- hm. I'm not like a church person or anything so idk. Maybe just anything really old or places with very detailed and unique architecture

31. What outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? I don't own many clothes,,, let alone nice clothes. I also don't really dress to impress I'd much rather be comfortable

32. Top five favorite vines? Oh god if I h a d to pick???? The lipstick in the Valentino bag, they were roommates, it's an avocado- thaaanks, jared 19, and uh,,, zach stooppp you're gonna get in trouble

33. Most used phrase in your phone? Tbh it's probably "girl what-" or "no bc"

34. Advertisements you have stuck in your head? That 877-CASH-NOW ONE JFC

35. Average time you fall asleep? Between 11pm-1am

36. What is the first meme you remember ever seeing? Probably the troll face one or smth

37. Suitcase or duffel bag? Suitcase

38. Lemonade or tea? I mix them together!

39. Lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? Lemon meringue pie bc I don't really like cake

40. Weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? Y'all I- went to a hs/college mixed school,, I've seen it all. Weirdest?? Idk but one weird thing I remember was when we were making whistles in art and some dude made a penis whistle 😭

41. Last person you texted? My best friend :))

42. Jacket pockets or pants pockets? Jacket pockets

43. Hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? Hoodie 100%

44. Favorite scent for soap? I love soaps that smell like soap. Like ok duh I know that sounds dumb but yk what I mean? I don't want lemon or mint or whatever, I like the plain soap smell

45. Which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? Fantasy

46. Most comfortable outfit to sleep in? Oversized t-shirt, no pants. I question anyone that is comfortable sleeping with pants on-

47. Favorite type of cheese? Feta!

48. If you were a fruit, what kind would you be? I feel like I'd be a pineapple and I have no clue why

49. What saying or quote do you live by? Not necessarily a quote but more of a thought: live for yourself, enjoy each day, do what gives you joy

50. What made you laugh the hardest you ever have? I have had so many instances in which I have laughed so hard I peed and to even attempt to name one is impossible

51. Current stresses? Making sure my family gets their vaccines and stays safe

52. Favorite font? I don't think I have one? Anything except comic sans

53. What is the current state of your hands? What does this even mean 💀 I mean,, they're holding my phone, cold, and my nails are unpolished

54. What did you learn from your first job? That people are assholes but I'm capable of not giving a fuck bc life is not that damn serious

55. Favorite fairy tale? Is The Three Little Pigs considered a fairy tale?

56. Favorite tradition? Putting up the Christmas tree with my mom :( it's always a lot of fun

57. The three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? Depression, grief, and hopefully one day- smth I'm currently dealing with

58. Four talents you’re proud of having? Makeup!! But also: singing, crying on command, and tying cherry stems with my tongue

59. If you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? Sick of these bitches

60. If you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? I don't watch anime so idk

61. Favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? It's this line from Eleanor & Park: "Eleanor was right: She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something."

62. Seven characters you relate to? Holy hell, 7?? Probably won't get that many but hm,,, Darlene from Roseanne, Hermione from Harry Potter, Emily from Pretty Little Liars maybe?? Idk I suddenly blanked

63. Five songs that would play in your club? As if it's Your Last by BP, anything from SHINee, anything from Ariana, also anything Rihanna, just a bunch of women tbh

64. Favorite website from your childhood? FUCKING WEBKINZ BRO

65. Any permanent scars? I have a few on my arms idk where they came from tbh, I also have one on my hand from my sister 🧍🏻‍♀

66. Favorite flower(s)? Sunflowers!!! I also really love lilacs 💔

67. Good luck charms? My dog's collar that I wear as a bracelet

68. Worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? Licorice-

69. A fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? It takes repeating a piece of information 12 times at random to memorize it completely

70. Left or right handed? Right

71. Least favorite pattern? Fucking chevron- and realistic camo, and anything with the American flag

72. Worst subject? Yall im awful at history. American history, world history, all of it-

73. Favorite weird flavor combo? Either pickles and peanut butter or cheese and grapes

74. At what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? I'm stubborn but also always in pain so I've become numb to a lot of body pains. I have to be at like a 7-8 before I take smth otherwise I'd always be taking it

75. When did you lose your first tooth? I was probably like 5 I was definitely in Kindergarten

76. What’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? I fw baked potatoes

77. Best plant to grow on a windowsill? I have a love for succulents

78. Coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? Oh my- I don't drink coffee but coffee from a gas station

79. Which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? Driver's license for sure

80. Earth tones or jewel tones? Jewel tones

81. Fireflies or lightning bugs? I say both,, but I think I say lightning bugs more

82. PC or console? PC

83. Writing or drawing? Both

84. Podcasts or talk radio? Podcasts definitely

84. Barbie or polly pocket? Barbie

85. Fairy tales or mythology? Fairy tales

86. Cookies or cupcakes? C o o k i e s

87. Your greatest fear? Losing people I love

88. Your greatest wish? To live comfortably and be a great mother

89. Who would you put before everyone else? My family

90. Luckiest mistake? Guessing on 90% of a test and getting an A 💀

91. Boxes or bags? Bags are easier to carry-

92. Lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? Fairy lights!!

93. Nicknames? Sam, Sammi, my sister calls me Sams, my best friend calls me Bub, and my gf calls me Baby if that counts- 👀

94. Favorite season? Fall omg it's gorgeous and has perfect temperatures

95. Favorite app on your phone? ✨tumblr✨

96. Desktop background? Its literally a pic of Soobin, Taehyun, and Beomgyu

97. How many phone numbers do you have memorized? Like 4-5

98. Favorite historical era? The one where white people learn their fucking place and stop being racist, homophobic, classist, sexist, all the -ists and -phobics,,,, so none. Fuck history :))

#idk what to put in the tags so if you actually read all of these then damn you're the real mvp

[cuppasunu]

hii! how you doing? hope well!

soo.. ab by fate.... SPOILER AHEAD

I FREAKING HATE BUT LOVE YOU?!? i am rooting so damn hard for juyeon but on the other hand i have the biggest soft spot for eric, esp with this end!¡! (even tho he didn't deserve that spot on the begin) i was but wasn't expected this to happen between y/n and juyeon, and what do you meant with “this time, you promised not to hold back when he finally pressed his lips onto yours”¿?¿ I NEED ANSWERS! THEY DID THAT BEFORE?! AND I ALSO NEED MORE EXPLANATIONS ABOUT JUYEON'S MARK AND HIS PAST, I AM SO CONFUSED OMFG PLSSSS

i am also a little curious.... did eric felt the same pain y/n felt when he kissed Sam? that's why he disappear after leaving to get drink and why he was on the bathroom? am i going a little too crazy ab that? am i wrong? i am freaking out and making absurd assumptions? it's hot dog a sandwich? existencial crisis¿?¡!?

idk what to do, idk your plans for that fic but keep going! you're doing an amazing job and i am absolutely in love with your writing 🥺

also, i read the juyeon fic too (once more) and oh my heart... i wasn't going to cry put the epilogue... when juyeon found y/n on the tulip field... and kinda of recognise her.... the way that this blow my mind and that he already kinda of knew her when they meet on the begin... “but i smiled when i asked you that question—because y/n, yes yes, i do” this is where i totally lose it 🤧

sorry for that big ass ask tho, i'm just way to excited about that! (and sorry for any English mistakes)

🧸anon

anon ... i wish i could give you a hug rn im not gonna lie.. the moment i saw this ask in my box, i was actually teary eyed—my mom asked me what was wrong. i told her that validation from strangers on the internet are one of the most amazing things this era of my life could offer.

my answer is gonna be v long so im gonna cut it here PLUS please do not apologize for your english, it’s literally so good??? english isn’t my first language either so i get the doubting ;-; but no worries, you are amazing.

BY FATE AND ONCE MORE SPOILERS

now.. let’s start unpacking :)))

AWW YUP I KNOW PEOPLE ARE GONNA BE SWERVING! i mean i know eric doesn’t deserve it.. but he is getting there and we can’t rule out the fact y/n has been looking forward to even just build a connection with her soulmate. she’s been looking forward to it all her life! the reason why i said, “this time” is because it was mentioned that y/n and juyeon have talked about their feelings before. i wouldn’t say they dated, kissed, or hooked up.. but it was more about her own doubts about being attached to anyone else other than her soulmate. but given her circumstances now, she felt like she can just drop everything and kiss juyeon. (LIKE I MEAN WHO WOULDNT)

now for the next few questions about eric, a lot of that will be answered soon! for the bathroom scene, i just wanted it to be implied that he got pretty sick from drinking too much, stuff like that. no worries, i will be making correct edits just to make sure most, if not, all questions will be answered. (yes, hotdog is a sandwich)

i have a rough idea of how i want the fic to go so yess im so happy many of u are looking forward to it ❤️

AND AAH ONCE MORE! i have been getting quite a few more notes from once more whenever people discover me from by fate and it’s been so heart-warming seeing people tell me about what you thought of that fic, my precious baby. i am a bit biased and will say that the ending is absolutely my favorite thing ever. i had a blast writing it and tying it up nicely, so when i hear people talk about how the epilogue tugs at your heart, im reminded of that beautiful time. THANK YOU for giving it so much love. i hope you know how much this ask means to me. bc it means a whole heck of a lot !!!!!! I L Y ❤️

#im getting emotional again #this got long too #but no star of mine are ever going to apologize for their perfect english and long asks #they are always welcome in my page #thank you thank you !!!!! #🧸 anon #lovely asks #kyu writes #by fate #kyu wrote #once more