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#I just don’t know if I wanna hate myself…

thenickgirl · 2 days

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as a gay man myself i think it’s extremely fucking weird how the girls in this fandom act towards nick and equate everything to his sexuality saying shit like “he’s hot for a gay man” and that’s weird and wrong. but the way you act about him is also very weird. saying you’re “his wife” and you and nick are “besties” like Ermmm parasocial freakazoid alert

what’s crazy is you typing all of that thinking i was gonna give a fuck, that’s number one. number two i’ve never said “he’s hot for a gay guy” i said he’s fine as FUCK and that dick big, if you’re gonna quote me do it right, bitch! gay or not he’s still 100% attractive and im not blind. number three, never compare me to these unstable parasocial bitches, i’m not the they’re not me, i do not want nick and i’m not in a mental relationship with him. would i like to be friends with him? of course, who wouldn’t he’s fucking amazing! i’ve never once thought about being with him, you wanna know what i think about? nick getting back shots from a tall and sexy dread head that’s what goes through my mind. nick having a boyfriend that loves and cares about him, that’s what i’m thinking about. it’s all an act, it’s a running joke, i’m not actually tryna fuck him, nor do i want to be with him and it’s not my fault that you’re too slow to comprehend that what i say on here is just for fun, that’s your problem not mine. i’m a fan, and if i say that’s my man then that’s my man, if you wanna take me seriously then that’s on you. you fuckers love coming to berate nick girls like y’all don’t do the same exact shit about matt and chris. don’t speak on what we say if you’re not gonna talk about yourself. it’s amazing to me the way you come out of the fucking wood works when you see a woman say he’s ‘her bf’ or whatever, but where are you when he’s getting hate? where are you when he’s getting shit on by fans? where are you when people are making fun of him? SIRR??? exactly no where to be found, shut the absolute fuck up! me and gang (my mutuals) know exactly what’s going on here at my house, and you’re clearly spending way too much time in my business. don’t come to me with this shit again cause i genuinely do not care, your opinion means nothing to me. you’re not about to bully me out of being a nick girl because, YOU not us, wanna reduce him down to only his sexuality as if all he is is gay, “he’s only for the guys and gays” head ass, go fuck yourself immediately!

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mysilaan · 2 days

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Hiii!! Can I request something from touchstarved pls?

What kind of kissers do you think each of our guys are? Which ones a HORRIBLE kisser, too much tongue, slobber slobber… which ones are absolute gods at kissing you just wanna worship the ground they walk on-

I had fun imagining this one 😎

SO, here’s my headcanon even tho I never kissed anyone myself LMAO 👩🏽‍🦯

TOUCHSTARVED HEADCANONS🍒

Who's a good kisser?

Kuras: In my mind he never kissed anyone but he has a natural gift for it. God did grant himself the ability to kisseth to the sir ☝️🤓 (I think he’s an adept of handkissing tho) Leander: The man fucked the whole city of Eridia, of course he developed some skills, but I imagine he almost only kiss with his tongue which is disgusting and tiring in the long run… (+ he likes to kiss your feet). With someone he loves it might be slightly different tho, he’d love kissing you on the forehead. Vere: I hate to admit it but that man is 100% a good kisser, he even has a certification and all. If I can go a little further, I imagine kisses with Vere really cold, but head spinning, like, he knows what he’s doing but there’s no emotion at all in it. If he has a love language, I don’t think it’s this one. Mhin: They don’t. They know how to smooch, but ask them to put the tongue and all, first: they find it disgusting; second: it’s a teeth knocking typa kiss. But they’re so precious, can you even blame them??? Ais: If Kuras is a S tier kisser, Ais is a god tier kisser (I’m completely unbiased, I swear). He doesn’t kiss just anyone and he puts his heart and soul into it. You receive one of his kisses, and it has the effect of a narcotic on you. For Ais, I think kissing your cheeks and/or neck is his way of showing affection.

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Y/n hated the nightmares. She hated that her mind kept replaying what happened with her psycho ex or making it worse. Making up scenarios of what would've happened if she hadn’t sent the text message.

She’d awake after another nightmare. Chest filled with anxiety as she tried remembering where she was. Home. Home with Chan and Changbin down the hall. Her rooms before hers. If anything were to happen, they would hear it first.

She laid back and took some deep breaths. Recollecting herself and her thoughts. She turned in bed, holding her blankets close to her. Attempting to try and sleep again but nothing. Staring into the dark seemed to make it worse.

Y/n grabbed her phone from the bedside table and dialed the only person who could understand what she was going through.

“Hey,” Seungmin’s voice came through the speaker

“Hey,” Y/n replied

“Have another nightmare?”

Since they both had talked about the situation, they’d been helping each other. Late-night calls when neither of them could sleep were common. Just two friends that were trying to heal together. No matter how weird that word sounds when it comes to Seungmin.

“Yeah. Why are you awake?”

“Can’t sleep either.”

Y/n hummed, “How was your appointment today?”

“Alright. My ribs are pretty much healed now which is great. The doctor still wants me to wait a few weeks before I do anything strenuous or return to work.”

“Have you talked to your old job?”

“Yeah. Unfortunately, they’re fully staffed but there’s another office hiring that’s actually a little closer so I need to just reinterview there. They let the manager know my situation but it’s basically mine.”

“That’s good. I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks. I’m just getting a little stir-crazy at Minho’s now.”

“Mm. I feel the same. One of the guys is always here so I’m not alone which is nice but they’re starting to suffocate me.”

“You’re like their little sister. They’re just worried. But I can get where it gets annoying. Do you work tomorrow?”

“No. Off for the next two days. Just have therapy in the morning.”

“What time?”

“Ten.”

“Do you wanna go get brunch after? I can pick you up and take you too.”

“I’d like that,” Y/n smiled, even though he couldn’t see her.

“You’re smiling, aren’t you.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You forget we were dating for three years.”

“I didn’t forget.”

“So you know I know when you’re smiling or what to do when you’re sad and need cheering up.”

“You’re too observant sometimes.”

“Sometimes not enough.”

“Stop it.”

“What?”

“Blaming yourself.”

“Sorry. I was thinking about it earlier again.”

“I don’t blame you, Min. You know that, right?”

“Yeah. Just kind of blame myself a bit still…”

“I know how you feel…”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Of course.”

“When he first had me locked up, I kept hoping you would reach out to me. Get worried about me not responding. Then the security footage started. And it broke my heart but I still hoped that you would still choose me…”

“Min…”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to unload that…”

“You know, when I met him, I was trying to forget about our break up. I wasn’t looking for a new relationship but he was so convincing and I know now he was just love-bombing me the whole time. I was heartbroken after our breakup because I only ever saw you as who I would spend the rest of my life with.”

“What would you say if I asked for another chance?”

“It’s always yes, Min.”

“I’ll keep that in mind”

The two talked until they somehow both ended up falling asleep. She woke up a few hours later with the call still running. Both got a bit of peace for once in their dreams.

Seungmin told her he’d pick her up for her appointment and left the call to get ready. Y/n let her roommates know Seungmin was picking her up and the two were going to brunch after. Chan and Changbin both smiled and said nothing Letting her get ready for her day.

Seungmin was at the door not long after she finished getting ready. She let the two know she was leaving. Seungmin was standing out the door and smiled at her. She swore she saw him rethinking leaning in to kiss her like he used to greet her.

“Ready?” He asked her.

“Yeah.”

The two walked back to the car and Seungmin opened the door for her before he walked to the other side and got in the car. She gave him directions to her therapist’s office while they discussed their plans for after. Walking up together once they got in.

“I’ll wait for you in the waiting room, okay?” Seungmin said once she was called into the office

“Okay,” Y/n nodded.

Y/n walked back into the office, sat down, and started her session. Telling her therapist about the nightmares. Talking through them and mentioning Seungmin.

“Seungmin is your ex, correct?”

“Yeah. He got kidnapped by Jeongin.”

“So both of you have gone through the same trauma in a sense?”

“Yeah. We’ve both talked to each other about what we went through separately.”

“Sometimes it does help to talk with someone who has gone through something similar.”

The session only lasted another fifteen minutes before Y/n walked out of the office. Seungmin was sitting in the waiting room waiting for her, just like he said.

“Ready?” He asked as she walked over to him.

“Yeah,” Y/n smiled

Seungmin stood and led her back to the car. Getting her in the car before him then driving off to a small restaurant. It wasn’t too busy at the moment and they quickly got seated.

Y/n really did miss Seungmin. In the quiet moments when she wasn’t being suffocated by Jeongin, she’d think about him. She was grateful Jeongin kept him alive. Even if it was painful for Seungmin.

“What are you looking at?” Seungmin asked

“Sorry,” Y/n said and looked down at her menu.

“What is it?” Seungmin asked again.

“It’s nothing. Just…”

“Just what?”

“I’m glad he kept you alive,” Y/n said, looking up at him again

“I hate you sometimes,” Seungmin groaned

“Sorry….”

“No. Not for that,” Seungmin quickly said. Reaching over the table to her and grabbing the menu from her hands, “I… I hate that you still get me flustered. And I know I’m bad at expressing my emotions and I don’t want to overwhelm you by saying what I actually want to say.”

“Didn’t you ask me for a second chance last night?” Y/n smiled, knowing what he was trying to say.

“I was sleep deprived,” Seungmin glared at her

“Whatever you say.”

Y/n smiled at him and kissed his knuckles before dropping his hands. The waiter came over a few minutes later and took their order. Leaving them alone after.

“You make it hard to kiss you right now,” Seungmin said as soon as the waiter was gone

“I haven’t done anything!” Y/n defended herself, her face getting warmer

Seungmin just smiled and reached across the table for her hands again. Raising them to his lips and kissing each of her knuckles. Taking a little longer on her left ring finger before setting her hands back on the table. Y/n looked at him as he smiled.

He teased her a little more throughout their brunch. Making her flustered just for her to fluster him back. Even their walk back to the car and the drive back to hers was a game for them. Up until he walked her up to the door.

“Thank you for today, by the way,” Y/n said as she turned to him

“Anytime,” Seungmin smiled

Y/n didn’t make any move to leave. Neither did Seungmin.

“Can I kiss you?”

“I’ll be a little mad if you don’t.”

Seungmin leaned in and pecked her lips. Quick but enough for them.

“I’m glad we’re alive,” Seungmin said

“Me too.”

“You know you two can have this conversation in Y/n’s room.” Changbin’s voice came from the video doorbell

Y/n unlocked the front door and opened it, “Seo Changbin!”

“I’m just saying!” He called from the living room

Y/n stormed in and grabbed a throw pillow. Attacking her friend with it as Seungmin followed her in, shutting the door behind him as he watched. Eventually, Changbin got the pillow away from her and got her off him.

“Finally beat Changbin,” Seungmin laughed

“You two are on thin ice,” Changbin warned

The two laughed before going up to Y/n’s room. “Looks different,” Seungmin said

“I got rid of all my old stuff. Decided to just start fresh. Couldn’t stomach the thought of looking at everything again after what happened,” Y/n replied as she hung up her bag

“I don’t blame you,” Seungmin said, taking a seat in her desk chair. “Should we talk about us?”

“I think we should just forget the last two years,” Y/n joked

“Seems like a good idea,” Seungmin replied as she sat on her bed. He scooted the chair over to her. “How about we take it slow? Slowly get back to where we were while we’re still healing a bit?”

“I like that idea.”

“Okay.” Seungmin leaned in and kissed her lips again.

Normalcy. That’s what Seungmin was to her. Her little bit of normalcy in the middle of the chaos around her. Even though they agreed to go slow, a little over a month later they were back to where they were before. Sitting on the couch at Minho’s having a movie night while he was out with Jisung. Seungmin had his arm wrapped around her as she fed him popcorn. A rom-com Netflix recommended playing on the TV.

“Getting tired?” Seungmin asked, noticing her movements slowing down a bit

“No,” Y/n lied. She’d had a presentation over Zoom before coming over and she spent the night before making sure it was perfect.

“Liar,” Seungmin chuckled as he took the popcorn bowl from her and turned off the TV. “Come on.”

Seungmin helped her up off the couch and got her to his room. Y/n followed behind him groggily. He pulled back the covers for her and helped her into the bed.

“Sleep with me?” Y/n asked as he went to pull them up over her body

“You sure?”

Y/n nodded, “Let me lock up the house real quick and text Minho.” Seungmin kissed the top of her head and walked out of the room.

He came back a few moments later with both their phones— she assumed he was texting Minho on his about the house being locked up when he came in for the night. He set both their phones on the nightstand, and then Seungmin climbed into bed with her. Covering them both with the blankets and loosely laying his arm over her waist.

Y/n turned in his arms and put her face in his chest. “I knew you were tired.” he laughed

“Mm.” Y/n huffed as he kissed her head again.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” Y/n drifted off into sleep and it was probably the best sleep she’d gotten in a while. For once, no nightmares haunted her. She felt safe again.

She woke up the next morning still in Seungmin’s arms. He was still fast asleep so she got to take the chance to admire her boyfriend up close for once. She remembered when he was released from the hospital he had the worst dark circles and multiple bruises on his face. They’d all healed and the dark circles were slowly going away.

“Why are you staring?” Seungmin’s voice said

Y/n smiled as he opened his eyes to her, “Because I can.”

“Mhm,” Seungmin groaned as he leaned in and kissed her lips, “Stop it.”

“No,” Y/n said

“Brat,” Seungmin smiled before leaning back to lips. Kissing her again as his hand lay on the middle of her back. Y/n moaned into his mouth before both of their phones started ringing. Seungmin pulled away and sat up, grabbing her phone and answering the call, seeing it was from her lawyer, and looked at his, seeing the same.

“Good morning Ms. L/n.” Y/n heard from the other end “Good morning,” Y/n replied

“I’m sorry if I woke you, but would you mind hopping on a conference call with Mr. Kim and his lawyer?”

“No, I’m actually with Mr. Kim right now.”

“Oh, perfect! How about we end this call and you listen in on his phone?”

“That works perfectly.”

Y/n hung up the call and Seungmin placed his phone on speaker.

“We’ll keep this short so you two can finally put this behind us and move on with your lives.” Seungmin’s lawyer said

“Mr. Yang has taken the plea deal.” “He did?!” Y/n said

“Yes. In pleading guilty to two counts of kidnapping, one of aggravated assault, and sexual assault, he is serving life in prison without the possibility of parole. He will not be getting out of prison.”

“Thank you. That means a lot to us.” Seungmin said as he hugged his girlfriend from the side.

“Of course. And the judge has granted you both restraining orders against him so he is legally not allowed to contact either of you.”

Y/n thanked the team of lawyers over and over again before Seungmin ended the call and turned to her. Kissing her again as she cupped his cheeks. “He’s out of our lives.” Y/n cried

“He’s locked up now,” Seungmin smiled and whipped her tears.

Y/n giggled as he kissed her nose before he got out of bed. Y/n watched him walk over to his closet and grab something, sitting back next to her.

“To a new beginning, I guess,” Seungmin said, handing her a black velvet box.

Y/n looked at him as she hesitantly took it. Seungmin smiled as she opened it and caught sight of the engagement ring. “Min.”

“I say we forget those two years now and just pick up where we left off now,” Seungmin smiled wide as he took the ring out of its box.

“Yes,” Y/n smiled

Seungmin grabbed her hand and slipped the ring onto her finger. Y/n squealed and tackled him in a hug onto his back. The sound prompted a knock on the door from Minho and Jisung.

“You guys okay?” Minho asked as he opened the door.

“Couldn’t be better.” Seungmin smiled

“He took the plea deal. He’s behind bars for the rest of his life,” Y/n explained

“Thank god. I don’t know what I would do if you guys had to sit in a courtroom with him.” Jisung sighed in relief

“Yeah. I don’t want to see a courtroom until wedding day.” Seungmin said

“Wedding?!” Jisung yelled

“Look!” Y/n smiled, showing the two the engagement ring.

“Have fun celebrating,” Minho said as he shut the door.

Y/n smiled at her fiancé and pressed her lips to his again. Pecking kisses all over his face as he laughed at her. “Hey,” Seungmin chuckled before her lips were on his again

“I love you,” Y/n mumbled against his lips

“I love you too,” Seungmin mumbled back and wrapped his arms around her.

Seungmin rolled her onto her back so he was on top of her, pulling back to look at his fiancée, “You okay?” He asked

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“We haven’t done anything since we both got out and I know you had the abortion. I know it all took an emotional toll on you.”

“And having you by my side helped me heal,” Y/n reassured him. “I know you’re not him either. I trust you, Min.”

“Let me check if I even have condoms.” Seungmin got off her and checked his bedside drawers.

Y/n got up and sat on the edge of the bed just as he found a box and set it on the nightstand. “Feeling lucky?” Y/n teased

“When have you ever known me not to prepare for something?”

“Do you want me to answer that?” Y/n teased as he laid her back, his turn to smother her with kisses.

“Those two years don’t exist, remember?” he reminded her

Seungmin pressed his lips to hers. Grabbing her hands and lacing their fingers together. Laying them against the mattress and pressing his body to hers. Y/n smiled as her lips moved in sync with his.

Seungmin moved one hand to hold her side as she hooked her legs around his hips. Pulling his hips closer to her, feeling his half-hard dick against her.

“Tell me to stop if you get uncomfortable,” Seungmin breathed as his lips moved down to her neck

“You’re too good for me,” Y/n giggled

“I’m perfect for you.”

Y/n blushed as he moved his hands up her shirt. Warm skin holding her sides and not going up anymore, not sure if he should as he lightly kissed her neck. Y/n grabbed the back of his shirt as his lips ghosted a certain spot on her neck.

“There’s my favorite spot,” Seungmin mumbled as he rolled his hips against her.

“Min,” Y/n moaned

“I’m right here. Never going anywhere again.” He told her

“Need you, Min, please,” Y/n moaned

“Tell me what you want pretty.”

“Mouth.”

“Where do you want my mouth, love?”

“Eat me out, please.”

Seungmin pulled away from her and stood up. He pulled down her pajama pants, checking over her reaction as he did before he kneeled between her legs. The fabric on the floor next to him. Y/n sat up a bit on her elbows, looking down at him as he put her legs over his shoulders. He placed a kiss over her clothed clit as he looked up at her. Y/n smiled at him as his fingers curled over the waistband of the fabric and pulled it away. Adding it to the starting pile on the ground of clothes. Y/n grabbed a pillow from the bed and placed it behind her back for support as his lips wrapped around her clit.

Y/n laced her fingers through his hair as he lightly sucked on the bud. A moan left her lips as he wrapped his arms around her thighs. Holding them tightly around his head as he switched between sucking on the clit and licking with his tongue. Eyes locked onto her, watching her reactions.

Watching her head roll back from the pleasure as she gripped his hair. Y/n moaned as he pressed a kiss to her clit, tongue moving through her folds. Head knocked forward to watch him as his tongue dipped into her.

“Min,” Y/n moaned as he moved his hand down. Lips wrapped around her clit again as a finger slid into her.

Y/n laid back against the mattress as she tightened her grip on his head. Seungmin smiled as he worked on her clit. Finger slowly moving in and out of her. “More. Please min!” Y/n begged

“My baby needs another finger in her?” Seungmin teased

“Yes. Please,” Y/n moaned

Seungmin gently slipped a second finger into her. Fingers stretched her out as he sucked a little harder on her clit. Hips jolted against him as he pushed his face closer. Moaning into her— he missed being here.

Her moans were unfortunately muffled to him with her thigh pressing against his ears. But he would gladly live with that to be where he is now. His fingers spreading her open as she gripped his hair. Barley hearing her warning that she was close or his name falling from her lips like a mantra.

He felt her high coat his fingers as Y/n arched off the bed. Seungmin switched his fingers for his tongue. Cleaning her up with his tongue as he wrapped his arms around her legs. Smothering himself into her while she rode out her high. Only pulling away when he felt her push him away from the sensitivity.

“Alright still?” He asked, kissing the inside of her thighs before standing up.

“Yeah,” Y/n breathed as he pecked her lips then cheeks

“We don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to.”

“Do you want to keep going?” Y/n asked, snaking her hands under his shirt

“I do but just want to make sure you’re okay.”

“Seungmin, if you’re dick isn’t in me soon I’m going to combust.”

Seungmin laughed at her and pulled his shirt off over his head. Both of them stripping away the last bit of their clothing. Y/n noticed the healed scars littering his skin as he turned and grabbed a condom. She caught his attention when she ran her hands over the scars.

“You look sexy with the scars,” Y/n said as she looked up at him

“I wasn’t sexy before?” Seungmin asked as he tore open the foil and rolled the rubber onto his length

“You were. The scars just add a little more to it,” Y/n smiled as he leaned down.

“Glad you think so,” Seungmin smiled, lining his tip up with her entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside her. Y/n wrapped her legs around his hips. Seungmin grabbed her hands and kissed her engagement rings. Slowly sinking into her as he kissed down her arm to distract her. Ending up over her again and pressing his lips to hers. Y/n wrapped her arms around him, smiling into the kiss as he pulled his hips back. Gently rocking into her.

“Fuck, I missed this,” Seungmin groaned

“Good thing we’ve got forever now,” Y/n moaned, lacing her fingers through his dark hair.

“Not letting go of you ever again.”

Gradually, Seungmin picked up his pace. Mostly when she would beg him to go faster. Her walls slightly pulsing around him from her previous orgasm. His lips trailed down from her lips to her chest. Kissing the top of her breasts as his hips gently knocked into hers.

Her limbs tightened around him as his tip hit a specific spot inside her. A gasp leaving her and Seungmin knew. She felt his smiled against her skin as he brought a hand between their bodies. Thumb rolling along her clit as a loud moan escaped her. He angled his hips to hit that spot again and again. Y/n tried covering her moans, suddenly remember there were two other people in the house.

“Let them hear baby. Not like they don’t already know,” Seungmin teased, “Let our friends know only I get to fuck you like this for the rest of our lives.”

“‘M close,” Y/n moaned

“Just needed a little dirty talk to get you there? Huh?” Seungmin asked

“Please Minnie.”

“Missed teasing you. Always riled up to quickly when I did. Obviously you still do too.” Seungmin nipped at her skin as her legs shook around him as her walls got tighter around him, “Gonna cum for me baby?”

“Yes!” Y/n cried just before her orgasm came crashing down.

Seungmin kept his pace as she rode out her high. Waiting for her limps to loosen arond him and her body go limp against the bed just a bit before he came in the condom. Slowing his thrusts till he was full inside her and let the rubber fill while he came down.

Both of them taking a minute to catch their breaths again. Seungmin wrapped his arms around her waist and laid his head in her neck for a moment. “I love you. So much.” Seungmin mumbled

“I love you too,” Y/n kissed the side of his head as she held him close.

“Bath?” Seungmin asked

“Yes please,” Y/n agreed

Seungmin stood straight and pulled out of her. He took of the rubber and made she it didn’t break before tying it off and tossing it. He gave her a t-shirt as he threw on a pair of boxers before bringing her to the bathroom. He ran them a bath and let her do her little thing while he grabbed more clothes for them. Y/n took care of the bath till he came back in and took over. Pulling her in with him once it was ready. Seungmin wrapped his arms around her as the warm water surrounded them.

“I know I just proposed but, what do you think about moving in together?” Seungmin asked

“I think that’s a great idea,” Y/n smiled and kissed his arms

“Start looking after a nap?” He asked

“You read my mind.”

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how can i be guilty as sin?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ what if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh only in my mind?

enemies to lovers // pierre gasly x fem!reader

sequel - am i allowed to cry?

authors note - don’t fully know what i’m doing, so i’m sorry if it’s sucks, but if you enjoy my writing and want to request something then feel free to do so! :)

Hate wasn’t a strong enough word for what Pierre felt towards you, and the very same could be said for how you felt about him. You’d lost count of the amount of times your mutual friends would ask you precisely why this was, and neither of you were ever able to give an exact answer. At least not one that should be confessed out loud.

Pierre was well aware he was attractive enough to get almost any girl he wanted to fold for his attention, but not you. You were confident, you would flirt with anyone you wanted to so effortlessly, and you were just so annoyingly pretty. And what irritated him beyond belief was the fact he knew you were truly lovely, bubbly and sweet, just not to him. The moment he approached you’d tense up, expression falling flat and brows sinking into a disapproving frown. He wasn’t sure what he’d done for you to act so begrudgingly towards him, but he couldn’t get you out of his head.

You were never a fan of parties. They were practically a cocktail of social anxiety, sensory overload, and a debilitating pressure to fit in with the drunken dolts around you. But you decided you could make an exception on this occasion, after all, Charles was your best friend and who were you to miss his birthday celebrations?

Up until this point in the night, you had been leaning against the kitchen countertop overlooking the bustle of the party, engrossed in casual conversation with Alex, a glass of champagne in hand. Of course, she was your confidante, she knew each and every one of your secrets, so when she caught Pierre sauntering over in the corner of her eye, she sent you a playful grin before slinking away. This left you attempting to grapple at her arm to draw her back towards you, preventing her from isolating you with the Frenchman.

“Alexandra-”

“Hello you.” You internally groaned, practically hearing the cocky smirk before actually seeing it.

“Pierre.” You sarcastically smiled. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“The pleasures all mine, really.” he rolled his eyes, letting out a theatric sigh before speaking again. “C’mon chérie, how long will it take for you to admit you at least tolerate me?”

“Tolerate being the operative word.” You flatly responded, swirling what little alcohol was left in your glass before tipping your head back to down the remains as if it were liquid courage. “At least make yourself useful, pass the champagne.” You gesture vaguely to the bottle stood beside Pierre, just out of your reach.

“What’s the magic word?”

”Oh yeah, never mind, I’ll get it myself.” You push yourself off the kitchen surface, moving to shuffle around him, but just as you went to grab the bottle he hooked his arm around your middle, gently restricting you from taking hold of the alcohol. You groan softly in protest. “You’re a pain in my ass Gasly, you know that?”

“Uh huh. Do you wanna know what I think?”

“Enlighten me.” His jaw slightly clenched at your bored tone, but he held his ground, taking the smallest step closer to you.

“You want me.” You could have easily denied the accusation, but you found yourself revelling in the way he positioned his body so close to yours, lips ghosting your outer ear as his hand slid down from your waist to rest comfortably on your hip. “You want me, you’re just too afraid to admit it,”

You weakly swallowed the lump in your throat, placing a hand on his chest and gently pushing him away, maybe even a little reluctantly. He smiled down at you, seeing your walls break down right there in front of him.

Shit.

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sturnwh0re · 1 day

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*- jealous -*

( this is a quick fic. )

Contains: angry sex, p in v, unprotected it (wrap it then tap it folks), pet names, overstimulation, yelling, jealously (duh), whining/whimpering, begging, commanding, dirty talk.

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description: You decided to be petty to Chris. You and Chris weren’t dating yet and you always liked to tease him and pretend like you were with another boy. You had posted on your Snapchat story

“Me and him r hanging out again!”

Knowing you weren’t hanging out with any boy, you just wanted to rile up Chris.

I was sitting in my bed and refreshing the story views just to see if Chris was going to look at it. I had gasped when I seen his account pop up for the views. My heart had skipped a couple of beats and I waited for Chris to text my phone.

10 minutes had gone by and no text or even sign of Chris being bothered by this. Maybe—

my own thoughts were interrupted by 6 hard knocks on my front door. Fuck. I trembled myself to my front door and prepared myself for when I opened it. I opened it and Chris basically there himself at me.

He walked in then closed and locked the door behind him. “You like making me jealous, huh?!” He said pushing me back into my room, to where he locked the door behind us. “Do you like it?!”

He said angrily. He grabbed my face and made me look at him “tell me. FUCKING TELL ME.” He growled. I couldn’t help but feel myself get wetter at his jealous. ugh. Why was I liking this so much.

“I— I didn’t mean too..!” I mumbled. It was clear I knew what I was doing because I’ve been doing it for so long. He put one knee on the bed. “Oh really?” He chuckled. He clearly didn’t believe me.

He had started to undo his pants as he pushed my flat down on the bed “you always want to make me fucking jealous. I’m done with it.” He had sprung his cock free quicker than a blink of an eye.

Before I knew it he had snatched my shorts and panties off and thrown them to the other side of the room. “How many times do I have to fucking tell you?! YOUR MINE.” He said slamming into me, his length rubbing against my pussy walls. He had given me no warm up to adjust to his size, so his thickness was stretching me out around him.

“say it. Say your mine.” He said grabbing my neck and continuing to slam into me without mercy. Fuck.. I couldn’t help but love the way he fucked me like he hated me. “I’m— nghh..” I had struggled to get out.

“Tell me y/n say it. I wanna hear it from your dirty little mouth.” He said pushing and holding his cock deep inside of me. “Say it. I’ll give you 3 seconds.” He growled again.

“I’m— I’m yours.. please..” I whined out. He had chuckled again. “And you think I’d believe you?” He said. He started to slam into me again, making the headboard hit the wall. “Who the fuck were you hanging out with?!”

He said continuing to punish my insides. My breath was hitching and it felt so miserable but so damn good. His grip tightened on my throat as he brought his mouth up to my ear. “tell me y/n. I’m not gonna ask again.” He vibrated through his throat

“N—nobody.. nghh..” I moaned. The way he used his length as a weapon got me even wetter right there.

“Nobody? Yeah?!” He said continuing to slam into me. I had felt my legs start to shake and that knot in my stomach build from this almost repeated beating in my tight cunt.

“don’t start fucking shaking on me.” Chris growled holding my legs open. “You like making me jealous?! You like making me mad?!” He growled into my ear again.

The knot in my stomach slowly was getting tighter and tighter. “N—no.. fuck..” I whimpered as I held the wrist of the hand that was holding my throat. “I—I don’t..” I mumbled again.

“Good.. good fucking girl.. and who do you belong do again?— who does this tight little cunt belong to again?” He said bringing his hand on that holding my leg, down to my clit to start rubbing it with his finger.

I felt the knot get really tight as the over stimulation built up. I let out a long and loud moan as he started to rub my sensitive clit furiously. It was too hard to let words out. I simply just brushed my hand on his shirt and poked at him.

He chuckled and kissed my neck as he slowed down his pace. “Good.. you know..” he said. He was preparing to go faster before he felt something unleash onto his tip. I had came. The knot in my stomach broke and I unleashed my cum to coat Chris’ dick.

“Done already ma?” He chuckled as if he hadn’t fucked the sense out of me. “Don’t try that shit with me again. I fucking love you.” He said kissing up my neck again.

“I— love you t—oo..” I said panting and whimpering. But fuck.. he knew how to make me feel good..

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wrongcaitlyn · 23 days

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yk what just kinda frustrates me a bit? it’s that whenever someone hates on taylor swift, i need to defend her, not bc i think she can do no wrong ever, but because they always choose the wrong things to criticize.

like if someone tries to say shit abt the i hate it here 1830s lyric to me? i’m obligated to point out that uh no it’s not racist, literally look at the next fucking line, you idiot. she’s saying the exact opposite of what you’re implying. nostalgia is a mind’s trap.

and if someone tries to call her a climate terrorist, then i’m going to have to point out that yes, she uses a private plane a lot, but she’s not even in the top 30 of celebs with highest carbon emissions. if you really want to criticize a celebrity and not the huge factories/companies that are polluting the air, then focus on travis scott

but like?? you could literally choose any argument that doesn’t have to do with literal false information. or better yet, you don’t even need a reason! say you don’t vibe with her music and that is literally none of my business. good for you. enjoy whatever music you like. but don’t try and put yourself on this moral pedestal for hating on this musician who doesn’t even know you exist and let me listen to the grand theft auto lyric in peace.

#wrongcaitlyn #both of these have been told to me at school bc i’m like the resident swiftie #and it’s just?? so fucking frustrating???#like honestly even if they criticized the charlie puth or golden retriever line like i would have no defense #those are silly lyrics and i can vibe with them but if you don’t it’s fine #but when they go for such stupid arguments?? like really?? can you not think of anything better??#oh right. you can’t. bc there’s literally not a reason i know of to hate this woman SO vehemently that you have to include it in every #conversation #i never bring up taylor swift at school #just bc i’m worried of coming off as annoying and obsessed (which tbf i am but i keep it to myself and online)#and yet i still end up talking abt her like 3 times a day because PEOPLE bring her up to ME #so am i (the swiftie) really the one so obsessed with taylor swift here?#honestly this may be incoherent i’m half asleep rn #but like i’m just sick of having to repeat the same arguments and coming off as some crazed fan just bc i wanna wear a taylor sweatshirt

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