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a-wholelotta-love · 11 months

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Totnt 1938 ! Episode 8- Getting my heart broken for Lee Rang again!

The past two episodes have been a freaking roller coaster for me and I feel like someone shredded my heart and then pushed it into a grinder. All because of my one boyy, Mr Lee Rang. He is making me cry every other day and I am just heartbroken for him. Every scene with him now reminds me of his fate in season 1 and I feel like bawling my eyes out. So let's talk about my love for him once again so that my heart might start feeling a little less heavy 🥺

My boy constantly thinking about how he won't get to live for long and then believing that the only reason Yeon is being good to him is because he feels guilty 🥺💔 And you know what the worst part is, the worst part is that it's true to some extent. Yeon's love for Rang right now is actually so dependent on the fact that he is dead in his timeline. I am not saying he did not love him before his death, but I believe that he obviously did not cherish him the way he does now before he was dead. Like, look at 1938 Yeon, he does not give a damn what's happening to his brother. Rang's position in Yeon's life has always been secondary and it was only his death which moved future Yeon to the position where he realised his worth and isn't that guilt talking then. The thought hurts me more than the much it should 💔.

Watching Rang breakdown because the world felt warm to him for the first time in his life. Watching him cry because he believes he was just a stain in the lives of his parents and his brother broke me. Watching him believe, he has no one to return home to. He is so broken and I can't watch it without feeling so hurt. He would distance himself from everyone so that his heart does not tickle anymore. When I tell you guys, I sobbed, I am not lying. I am really really glad he has yeo-hee now and I don't know what I will do if they take that away from him too.

This will never stop hurting me. 💔 This scene will forever stay with me.

3. Watching my boy gamble for a life span because he, too, wanted to live. My heart, at this point, is a broken shriveling mess. Him already being so deep in love that he wanted to see Yeo-hee once. I was not sold on their romance at first but goshh, I love yeo-hee. And the only reason I love her is because she is the first person to love my boy the way he deserves. I need them together. I need someone to put Rang first. I just need it. And no matter how much I wanted that person to be Yeon, we all know that Ji-ah is Yeon's 1st priority forever. One major difference between Yeon and Rang that I believe would remain true is that no matter how much Rang might love Yeo-hee, he will never forget the much he cares about his brother. Unfortunately, I can't say the same for Yeon. 🥺💔

4. They replayed the freaking season 1 video clip. As if my heart was not already on the verge of death. They reminded me of one of the most heart wrenching moment in drama history that I have been through. And when Yeon asks Rang after the clip is played, if Rang can forgive him. My boy does not even care about that anymore, he is legit like ' forget about me 🤦‍♀️' he is more worried about why Yeon's life span is so short. I really need Rang to care about himself half as much as he cares about Yeon. Idiot self sacrificing little brother who has taken up permanent residence in my heart rent free 🥺💔

I am broken after the last two episodes. I don't know if the writers expect this to be bitter sweet or they expect us to just make peace with the fact that Rang will remain dead in the future. I don't know but I need my boy to live, have a love life, have a brother who cares about him as much as he cares about said brother. And I want This Lee Rang to have all that, not some reincarnated version who is not actually him.

#Lee rang deserves the world and he better get it #lee rang deserves better #He deserves to be loved and cherished #And he deserves to feel warm in this world please 😭#lee rang #kim beom #kim bum #tale of the nine tailed 1938 #tale of the nine tailed #lee yeon #totnt #lee dong wook #lee rang has broken my heart and only him getting the love that he deserves can mend it again

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crystalflygeo · 8 months

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Morning coffee? Morning tea... ft Neuvillette + fem!reader

cw/tags: this is just SUPER tender and vanilla sex ngl. Pet names (in french!!! <3) dirty talking if you squint?? itty bit of somno maybe? idk how to tag this y'all just smut with feelings.

notes: HI I DISAPPEARED AND COME BACK TO OFFER YOU NEUVILLETTE. I love him so much, I am down horrendous I love him I love him I love him AAAAAAAAAAAAA. The self control I had to practice not to make him speak full sentences in french lmao.

The room is dark and silent as you shift on the bed, yawning. You blink drowsily and realize you were asleep, only dreaming of Neuvillette’s soft touch, the brush of his hair, his gentle kisses and nuzzling, reserved only for private settings. You roll over and rub at your face, but the bed is empty.

Hm? Where is your husband?

It is very rare for Neuvillette to leave like this, unannounced. He’d always give you a kiss, hushed whispers telling you he has some business to attend to before slipping out of the room. Sometimes he doesn’t want to wake you and leaves a note instead, but now as you look around, albeit half-asleep, there is nothing…

Did something happen? You frown.

His side of the bed is still warm though, his essence lingers in the room, on your skin. He was definitely here not too long ago. The familiar scent of his cologne teases your nose and you decide to burrow into his pillow to chase it, hugging the soft thing wishing it was him.

Today was a day off, there was no need to worry about work or other responsibilities. Though you suppose Fontaine’s Iudex’s responsibilities never end…

You sigh and cling tighter onto the pillow, closing your eyes and desperately trying to recapture the essence of that dreamy state, sliding deeper under the warm comforter and rolling onto your side in the middle of the bed, slipping into memories of the night prior.

Neuvillette’s deep voice, the delightful sparks of electricity as his hands roamed your body and that feeling of being so full, complete and sated as he slid deep inside you from behind.

Oh, how you love him. Always so reverent with his affections.

Somewhere between the reminiscence of a high pitched voice you barely recognize as your own moaning his name, and Neuvillette’s low tantalizing whispers as he urges you to come all over his cock, you barely register the soft click of the door.

The subconscious is a funny thing and part of you wonders how can he be there and in your little fantasy at the same time.

Deep in the middle of your struggle between here and there, there is a soft rustle of fabric, and then the sharp clink of porcelain coming from the bedside table, sounds that pull you back from the drowsiness.

“Hmmm… Neuv?”

The bed dips slightly with his weight, and a soft caress at your hair has you stirring a little. The covers sliding off your skin and Neuvillette’s appreciative groan upon seeing your naked figure spread out before him brings you almost alert.

You feel the warmth of him sliding into bed behind you, his hair tickling at your cheek and his breath at your shoulder as he nuzzles here, planting a soft kiss. Strong arms circling your waist as he pulls your closer, your hips slotting together.

And then you hear him, in that husky smooth voice you’ve come to crave. “Ma chérie.” He beckons, soft and low in your ear. “Ma belle…” Your name velvet on his lips. Large hands shifting your body, maneuvering until you lay on your back. “Mon amour.”

You let out a soft sound of acknowledgement and he chuckles.

Eyes still closed you tilt your head towards his shoulder, seeking to curl up to his chest and cuddle, but instead you feel his weight shift on the bed again. You whine and a tiny speck inside your head is ready to cry out for him not to leave, but before you can form a coherent sentence you suddenly feel him on top of you, his larger frame caging you, long locks sliding off his back and firm hands taking hold of your thighs, coaxing them to part.

“Let me take care of you, ma chérie.” He’s persuasive with both his touch and his words, spreading your legs gently, one of his hands sliding towards a calf where he squeezes lightly, your body soft and pliant like moist clay under the hands of a sculptor. “You’re so gorgeous… show me…” He kisses a trail down your neck to your collarbone, your chest rising and falling with a steady rhythm as you squirm a little, ticklish and aroused.

“Neuv…” You moan, eyes still closed but senses fully aware of him and everything around you. The room feels hotter, your skin simmering everywhere he touches. Your sides, your hips, your ass… lifting your bottom slightly to slide you into his lap, your legs instinctively curling around his torso and oh- “Oh…”

He shushes you gently, rolling his hips so his cock slides along your folds, teasing and rubbing at your sex, lathering on your slick and growing harder.

“So good for me…”

You whine again, eyes finally fluttering open to stare at his mesmerizing lavender ones as he ruts softly into you. It drives you insane, the want, the wait. And you claw and grip at the bedsheets in anticipation when the engorged cockhead catches on your hole for a moment before sliding again, poking at your little clit instead.

“F-Fuck… Neuv, please…” You groan breathlessly, arms reaching out for him to hold onto the pale skin of his shoulders.

He hums and finally guides himself inside, the first stretch making you keen and toss your head back into the pillow. You see his eyebrows twitch slightly, diamond pupils dilating. Your inner walls squeeze and gush as he pushes deeper and deeper. Goosebumps rising on your skin, sweat running down the back of your neck.

He bottoms out and groans, long and low, leaning into you to rest his forehead on your shoulder, savoring the way you clench before seeking out your lips for a kiss. It’s passionate, heated, but still sweet and you can’t help the smile that breaks when you taste his favorite tea on his mouth, bold, strong and decadent.

As morning light filters in through almost sheer curtains you gaze up at his face, the sharp elegant lines, his long lashes, his beautiful eyes and the slightly disheveled hair, partially falling over his face. You reach out with a hand and comb your fingers trough the white and blue locks, brushing them behind a pointy ear before sliding your hand back and reaching for a horn, petting it gently with pure adoration.

“You’re beautiful.” He says.

You make a sound that’s a cross between a scoff and a laugh, blushing and realizing that as much as you’ve been staring at him, he’s done the same. “Was about to say that myself…” You reply. You see the white pupils flicker, turning to slits and back to diamonds and a shiver runs through your body, acutely aware he’s still inside you. “I love you...”

“I love you too, ma chérie, more than you can imagine.” Your breath catches with his words, spoken so sincere, with such resolute feelings.

You are his, so wholly and utterly, but he knows he belongs to you too. Irrefutably intertwined, awakening long forgotten instincts on the old dragon. Neuvillette’s hands hold your hips again as he starts thrusting into you, filling you and then retreating ever so slowly. You bite your lip and try to push closer, canting your hips to that delicious feeling as warmth pool in your gut.

Your arms are back around his neck, fingers tangling on his hair and bodies pressing together as his pace increases steadily, gasps leave your parted lips. Your muscles already tensing on a tight coil.

Neuvillette hisses as he sinks into you, harder but not faster, aiming his cock right where you want it most, he feels you tighten around him, hot warmth sucking him right in and begging for more. It’s perfection that Neuvillette ruts into, pressing over and over. His instincts on fire telling him to lay his claim.

“I love you.” He says again, unable to stop himself.

You feel pleasure bubbling up, fast, faster than you’d thought, and intense. Your toes curl, legs gripping harder around him and your nails accidentally clawing at his back, surely leaving red marks on that pristine skin. He groans, the sound of skin slapping against skin getting louder, wetter. His thrusts aim deep, heavy and punctuated strokes that hit your sweet spot with accuracy. Labored breaths mixing together.

“Neuv, Neuv… ‘m so close, please pleaseplease-” You whisper desperate, needy.

His thumb finds your clit and you squeal as he draws lazy circles on it, lasting only a few more seconds until you can’t stand it any longer and come undone for him… all over him, gripping him tightly, head thrown back with a loud moan, eyes shutting close.

“Hah… that’s it, hng-si serré…” He mutters and smiles satisfied as he looks at you, flushed and tender, whispering tender words against your neck, love and adoration pressed against your skin before his fangs do as well. Keeping his carefully measured pace as you ride the high of your orgasm and he chases his own pleasure, releasing inside you with that same slow methodical drive and a hoarse primal groan.

You both lie there for a few moments, panting and feeling the aftershocks, soaking up on the feeling of each other. A tangled mess of limbs between sheets and blankets. Neuvillette carefully rests his body on top of yours and you coo happily, combing his hair with your fingers, scratching at his scalp gently as another kind of of drowsiness settles on you, leaving you feeling floaty and light in the afterglow of your lovemaking.

Your bodies relax and wind down, putty against one another when he raises his head from his resting spot at your chest and kisses you again, short but not less sweet.

“Good morning, ma chérie.” He says, voice low and soothing.

“Morning…” You smile back at him. A little amused.

He slides off of you and you whimper, feeling the stickiness and a slight discomfort from the sudden emptiness. He leans over a little and reaches for something on the bedside table. “I brought you some tea.” He presents you the cup delicately, still warm.

You chuckle and scoot to sit up at the crumpled blankets, graciously picking up the cup and taking a sip. The tea is fragrant and sharp, the same taste on his lips minutes ago… ah, so that was it.

“Thank you, Neuv.” You peek at him from over the cup.

A warm tea and a good fuck… you could definitely get used to mornings like this.

#crys writes #I am so in love with this man NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND #neuvillette smut #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x you #genshin impact x you #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #fem reader #there are no words to convey how much I want to kiss this man #rub my fingers through his hair #love him and cherish him and #hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #I love him so much #he deserves the world

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reverienco · 4 months

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Have you thought of N getting his revenge on J for all the years he has been builled by her?

i don't think he ever would. N is a naturally very nice and forgiving person, specially so to a fault. i really don't think he holds/held a grudge against her or V for the way they've treated him prior to his meeting with uzi. the most negative we've gotten was his "J, you're sometimes kinda mean to me and I wish you weren't. Just some constructive criticism!" but even then, it was prompted by uzi and he did say "constructive criticism" lol

other than that, he has THANKED HER when she stepped on him, called him worthless and terrible and she'd kill him if company allowed it; when she LITERALLY almost kills him and never complained about her bullying in the manor. he stopped uzi from throwing (presumably) an insult towards eldritch J's appearance, was completely chill when she came back as a clone????

bottom line is, N doesn't seem like the type to hold grudges or plan revenge against anyone, even if they've actively hurt him for so long. he's always willing to give everyone even a little bit of a benefit of the doubt

#N is cool and wholesome as hell #but he also makes me extremely sad.#despite being so kind and generous; always believing the best in others and giving everyone the benefit of the doubt #he was never treated the way he deserved until uzi came into his life #sighhhh. reason no.10301004 of why i love N and uzi's relationship #even as just friends because lovers are friends first and foremost for me and love isn't all about kissing and holding hands or something #it's about that connection and having someone who believes in you; supports you and respects you. someone who cherishes you so deeply #anyway woah rambling about Nuzi in tags? this is the equivalent of going on a tangent in the replies of our tweets LMAO #promise once we finish our analysis of Nuzi; I'm posting it here too LOL #ALSO CAN I TALK ABOUT HOW ANNOYING IT IS YOU CAN'T USE COMMAS IN TAGS??? as a comma fanatic; I'm outraged /j #murder drones #txt

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moonchild-in-blue · 8 months

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Vessel's Messages (9/9/23)

So as a continuation of this post, here are the messages from today's show in Philly. The 1st message is incomplete but I have posted the beginning (again, see this post - it has been edited to the correct transcription).

Credits to @/sleepytoken on Instagram.

Anyways. A girl is crying.

(the girl is me)

#can we talk about this?#lore-wise very cool but #Vessel?? Bro?? You're amazing hun #I understand why he feels like he's nothing without the mask and his “Vessel” identity but #i do wish he could see how much MUCH more he is and how much he is loved and cherished by everyone #this dude has so much love and talent within him #i wish he could redirect it towards himself a little #everyone better be SMILING REAL WIDE at him in the next rituals #Vessel honey you deserve the world #sleep token vessel #sleep token #sleep token worship #sleep token lore

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llead4u · 1 month

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I hate being a Remus Lupin ‘fan’. Because wdym I’m in love with a manipulative, cowardly 38 year old werewolf that left his wife after finding out she was pregnant and went off to find Easter eggs only to get yelled at by a 17-year-old that he pushes against a wall?? Like huh??

#remus lupin #he’s so unlikeable #that’s why I love him #he’s my precious baby that I want to throw in a blender #I don’t think he deserves to be happy #only good thing about his death; he doesn’t get to be happy #ugh I love him so much 🥺🫶#he deserves to be cherished and loved #maybe #marauders era

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thistleandpoppies · 7 months

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Sometimes I think how in Dreamling fanfiction, Morpheus finally found someone to love him as he is.

Maybe if we truly can dream it with all our hearts and imagination, we’ll grant him the happy ending he always deserved but never got.

#dreamling #the sandman #the power of imagination #our baby girl deserves to be loved and cherished #he also deserves to live #I’ll go down with this ship

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miralyk · 1 year

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tried to draw diff face shapes but a baby one ended up as beck, he’s too wary to share his bit plushie or something :’)

#tron #tron uprising #beck #my art #love and cherish him… he deserves the best

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headphonemouse · 8 months

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Curled up in a fetal position on the floor, deadpan: sometimes I feel as if as a reader I'll never be as close to Kim Dokja as I was during my first read-through. When I was presented with such a stunning fabrication and had little or no reason to doubt his words, or I was doubting them for all the wrong reasons. In actuality they were never his words, or they were but only the ones spoken for his companions to hear, and he was never our narrator. If I read it again will I be able to pay more attention? Will I be able to feel the emotions more strongly? If I read it again will I come across the right interpretation? Understand it better? There is a strong urge to lock myself up in a room and do nothing but read again, read again, hoping to understand it a bit more, but that's not right. There is nothing you can do if you remain only a reader. Maybe I will understand if I live a bit longer and build up more history, collect more stories. Maybe the stories I collect will be too different from this one and work against it

#orv spoilers #i've always wondered if i paid enough attention to the stories I consumed #i would feel guilty over not being able to reread or rewatch things #did i give this story the attention it deserved? Did I cherish it enough? Was I able to understand the author's intentions?#will this story change how I live and interact with the people and things around me?#There is this feeling. A feeling of not knowing how to love some(one)thing. So when I(he) see that something is deserving of love I want to #try my best to act in a way that is worthy of it #But is it enough? is it what that lovely story deserves?#I can't tell. So all I can do is try and give it everything I've got #over and over #talking tag

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yujeong · 4 months

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For the WIP game, may I ask about "tattoo worship"? 👀

Amaranth, my friend, how kind of you to ask me ❤️ It's basically me being grumpy that the show never had Vegas worshipping Pete's tattoo with his scandalous tongue and mouth, something which Only Friends so kindly offered me instead. I do like how the camera panned over it though, when Pete was holding himself up with the help of the chains. What a clever shot the director included in their NC scene, I adore it. So yeah, I want to write VP smut that will focus on the tattoo and how Vegas will show his appreciation for it, though I'm a bit stuck with it ngl. Smut isn't easy for me at all, having never written it, so I'll probably struggle with it a little. I hope to be able to write it one day. I had posted this snippet from it the other day, but here's a small snippet directly after that, because I'm feeling generous :3

"OK, Pete," he said and took a lazy step towards him. "We're going to do something different today, though." Pete lifted his head. "Like what?" "You'll have to stay quiet and wait. Can you do that for me?" Vegas could tell Pete was fighting himself from talking back but in the end, he nodded. Vegas started slowly getting undressed, at a pace he knew was driving Pete insane; he could see the way his breathing had deepened and how his pupils had gone pitch black. He could see the effect on Pete's cock too, which was getting harder by his teasing.

#sharing smut makes me feel so insecure but I gotta fight it at some point #when you are passionate about sth you have to chase it one way or another #and I am *deeply* passionate about Pete getting loved and cherished and worshipped in all the ways he deserves #kinnporche the series #vegaspete #pete phongsakorn saengtham #vegas theerapanyakul #writers asks

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