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reidreaders · 9 months

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Your Insta If You Were Dating Spencer Reid

Part 2! Part 3!

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y/n sometimes we travel for fun...

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drreid Having so much fun with you :)

-> davidrossi You guys deserve it! Enjoy the rest of your trip!

chocthunder who knew pretty boy cleaned up so nicely?

-> y/n oh cmon now yk he always looks good

-> emprentiss @/y/n you guys make me sick

ssahotchner Glad to see you are enjoying your time off.

jenniferj I miss you guys! Come back soon!

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y/n sleepy boy 😍

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drreid I told you not to post this!

-> y/n I'm sorry but it was too cute the world had to see

-> drreid They definitely did not.

babygirlpg this is so cute I love u guys together sm ❤️

ssahotchner So this why you were late today?

-> y/n we were tired ok

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y/n I had to be the smart one today and remind him that we can't get a dog

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drreid I really think we should consider it...

-> babygirlpg YES we need a BAU mascot!!!!

-> y/n please don't egg him on penny

ssahotchner Jack says he agrees with Spencer. He wants you to get a dog so that he can come over and play with it.

jenniferj oh come on y/n let him get a dog

-> emprentiss yeah come on y/n

-> chocthunder yeah let the man get a dog y/n

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y/n this is what happens when I let him plan date night

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drreid you know you had fun

-> y/n 🤷‍♀️

davidrossi Looks like fun!

chocthunder @/drreid im begging you to let me help next time

-> drreid No, I don't need help.

babygirlpg oh spencer 🤦‍♀️

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y/n the view from my desk isn't so bad 🥰

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drreid When did you even take this?

-> y/n ill never tell...

davidrossi Nice photo!

ssahotchner I thought we talked about not using our phones at work.

-> y/n sorry hotch I just couldn't help myself

emprentiss you guys are gross

-> chocthunder agreed

-> y/n aww thanks guys!

I love these kinds of posts so I hope you guys enjoyed it! I could literally make a million of these so let me know if u want more :)

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27thswan · 5 months

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❝ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡. ❞ hsr x reader

synopsis. cleaning their nasty wounds, just for them.

warnings. mentions of blood, wounds, etc. related i guess

author's notes. GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!!! (im not from america)

pairings. gepard, kafka, blade, jing yuan, dan heng, caelus x gn!reader

gepard doesn't say anything at first, just let's you do your thing honestly. just likes to see you carefully wrap bandages around his wounds from fighting against nasty anti-matter legion monsters, doesn't do it on purpose, but somehow always gets scars, especially nasty ones that you really have to wrap around the whole of his chest, and all around his waist. he swears he doesn't mean to do it on purpose so much that you do it somewhat everyday, little, or big, he'll always end up coming home with them, and likes to really just sit in silence, just watching you cover up his nasty wounds for him. it's really a nice way to just spend the night together, in his eyes, you know?

kafka on the other hand, doesn't really always get them, but whenever she does, they're big as hell. always comes running to you first once her mission or whatever she'd be assigned with would be done. just playfully flirting with you while you wrap large bandages around her waist, carefully patching her up making sure her wounds wouldn't get her body infected or such. will always ask for a kiss on the scar when they're all patched up to 'make it feel all better', you better oblige because she won't go to sleep without it!

blade just walks up to you, no words, just walks up to you and gestures out to the wound that he wants you to bandage up. while you aid his wounds, likes his just kiss you on the forehead, randomly, no reason, he just does. even if the power he has is massive, he still ends up with a scar or two, big and small, no he doesn't do it on purpose just for you both to just be together, really silent while you do, but i promise you he's way more than happy for you to be cleaning his nasty wounds for him. please give him a kiss or two after, he says he needs it or else the wounds will just keep coming, even if you do though, small ones still occur the next day.

jing yuan likes to just lean his head on yours while he praises you for how good you clean and patch his wounds. kind of stalls while you do clean them just to give passionate kisses onto your lips, okok he'll stop he promises!! maybe.. wants to cuddle the shit out of you after, just to tell you how good you did. but anyways, likes it when you start to clean his wounds cause you tend to talk more then, just likes to strike random conversations while you clean up wounds all over his body. pats your head occasionally, tells you you've been good. just overall praises you and loves you throughout all of it, and will admit he does sometimes do it purposefully.. sometimes.

dan heng is also apart of one of the silent group, doesn't talk a lot when you clean up nasty wounds on his back. wrapping around the bandage around his waist, all the way to his back, he can't help but be a little flustered when you do. dabbing the cloth with alcohol to remove bacteria makes him shake a little, and he starts to smile as he sees your smile when the alcohol makes contact with his bloodied up wounds. kisses on your forehead, or cheeks, depending where you are on his body when patching him up, he'll give a kiss or two, just give him some love back too<3

caelus likes to talk about what happened that day while you bandage his wounds, they're common to see on his arms mostly. kisses are never uncommon, you'll always feel them when his head is near your neck and back. gets lowkey giddy when you start wrapping big bunches of bandages around his waist. after everything is all said and done, will hug you from behind and thank you with lots of cuddles and kisses in bed! after all it was a stressful day today, might as well!

gojo kinda cute ill post for jjk soon >_★

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luvanniiee · 2 months

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needy • h.hj •

pairings- gamer!hyunjin x fem!reader

synopsis- he always says he’ll get off in a few minutes or when he’s finished the round. leaving you with an ache only he can soothe.

warnings- SMUT!!!! teasing, unprotected sex (be smart bookie), oral (m and f receiving), slight masturbation (ur doing it),petnames, slight overstimulation, slight edging (he stops before he cums). some bratty behavior.

a/n: sorry for not posting in forever :(. butttt i just turned 19!!! WOOOOO!! anyways, hope yall enjoy this, please send more reqs, and also still accepting moots! and im also almost at 80 followers teehee i could cry. anyways much love!

youve been sitting on the couch for hours now. sitting behind hyunjin, trying to be patient and wait for him to finally finish the game so he could give you attention for what feels like the first time today. he didnt show any signs of getting off soon even though he said he’d be “finished in a few minutes”. whenever you ask him if hes finished, he would say “almost. give me a few more minutes”. and those minutes turned into hours.

you sighed unusually loud when you asked him one more time. “im almost done, im literally about to beat this level. just give me a few more minutes.” he said. “ugh, its been hours since you last said that, and im really needy right now. cant you just save it and finish later?” you said.

there really isnt an established dom/sub dynamic in the relationship. sometimes you would take control, and sometimes he would take the lead. so when he heard the slight brattiness in your tone, he paused the game to look at you. it was like he was warning you with his eyes. “i told you that im almost finished. now you can do either of these two things im gonna suggest. you can either find something to do until im finished or sit there like the good pretty girl you are and wait for me.” he said.

the firmness of his voice was enough to quiet you down, but it also added fuel to the fire between your legs. it was becoming unbearable. so when hyunjin turned back to the screen of his computer, you decided to slip your hands down there to relieve yourself until he was able to help.

it didnt take long for hyunjin to catch on to what was going on behind him. the sounds of your soft whimpers, and the sounds of your wet pussy were reaching his ears. “princess, are you touching yourself?” he asked softly. you stopped in your actions to brat out “yes, because you arent doing it.”

he turned in his chair to see that you were there on the couch, only in a shirt, panties on the floor, legs spread and fingers sticky. he swore he could cum right then at the sight. but he composed himself. he walks over to you, and lowers himself so you and him are eye to eye. he grips your thighs and kisses them softly. moving closer to where you really need him.

your breath getting gradually louder as he nears your pussy, but stops as soon as hes facing it. hyunjin blows cool air on your clit, the new sensation making you whine, and clench around nothing. he smiles knowing how much control he has over you right now.

he starts off by kissing around the folds softly, just enough to drive you insane. youre getting wetter everytime he presses his lips on you. then he moves to your clit and swirls his tongue around it. you were already riled up from playing with yourself, so you know it wont take long for you. he switches from kitten licks to flicking his tongue to tracing figure eight. all of this combined with his lock on your eyes is enough to send you over the edge. “im cumming!” you nearly scream out. “go ahead.” he says. and with that, you came with your whole body shaking from him continuing to eat you out. “aah- stop baby!” you whine.

but your whines fell upon deaf ears. it was apparent he wasnt gonna stop until he was ready. so you pushed his head away and he wiped his mouth clean.

“satisfied?” he asked. you shook your head no. “let me return the favor and then ill be satisfied.” you said back. so he sat down as you got up. you pulled his boxers down, as thats all he was wearing. his boxers and a long sleeve shirt. you give his tip a kiss. just to get him back for teasing you in the beginning. he hisses slightly when you lick it. “baby please.” he whined out. you looked him in the eye and smiled as you took him down your throat. his head thrown back against the cushion on the couch. hyunjin grabbed your head and thrusted his hips up softly when he felt you about to tease him again. with every thrust, he was panting and letting out small moans. “oh god, its so good, i wanna cum down your throat. but i wanna fuck you so bad now.” he moaned softly.

as he felt himself about to cum, he quickly took himself out of your mouth. you sat back on your feet and looked at him gather himself. “come here princess.” hyunjin said as he patted his lap. you knew what he wanted. so you climbed on top and slid yourself down on him slowly.

the stretch making you both moan. you gave him and yourself a moment to get ready. and slowly rocked yourself on him. hyunjin knows you talk the most shit when youre on top. “see baby, you couldve had this hours ago, if you werent playing the game all day.” you said. he rolled his eyes at you and gripped your hips to make you go faster. the slow pace was good but you both know that the faster pace is better.

“so tight for me, yeah? you been waiting for this, like a needy pretty girl.” hyunjin moaned in your ear. the raspiness of his voice was driving you insane. all you could do was moan back in response. he stilled your hips so he could adjust himself and thrust up into you. you let out a throaty moan as he was hitting your g-spot well. “s’good.” was all you could say. your mind going numb as he continued to thrust into you.

hyunjin felt you clenching around him, signaling that you were close. “close already? does it feel that good?” he said. you couldnt answer him, so you let your cries and whines do the talking. “go ahead love, cum for me.” he whispered in your ear. he leaned you back a little so he could rub your clit. the overstimulation he was giving you made your mind go blank.

“fuck…” was all you said as you came around him. shaking and screaming a little as he pounded into you harder so he could cum. he was close and you could feel it in the way his hips were losing rhythm. “baby…please let me cum inside…cant hold it anymore…” hyunjin whined. you were too far gone to speak so you just nodded. he wasted no time in filling you up. “fuck..baby!” he moaned loudly.

he started to slow down as he was riding his high out. both of you taking the time to catch a breath before kissing each other softly.

“next time hyunjin, dont make me wait.” you said.

“next time ill leave your needy ass high and dry.” he replied in the same cockiness.

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crosshairlovebot · 2 months

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i've got you / hunter x gn!reader

pairing: hunter x gn!reader (no y/n). reader has endearments.

description: hunter finds you unwell, so he tries his best to take care of you.

word count: 1,779

warnings: references to illness (fever, headache, coughing, sneezing, lethargy). but otherwise, it's soft hunter at his softest.

been writing much hunter lately! i'm not complaining! (but i will try and get some crosshair out next week) i wrote this super quick for a twitter mutual <3 but i hope this brings comfort to anyone who's reading and sick. you deserve an attentive hunter looking after you.

also posted this on ao3. feedback is welcomed, reblogs are appreciated.

Hunter knew something wasn’t right as soon as he walked into the Marauder. He’d come back after leaving the rest of the squad at 79’s, deciding he wasn’t in the mood to go out, especially when you’d decided to stay back on the ship, citing a headache. He’d initially offered to stay back with you, but you’d waved him off, insisting he go out with his brothers since they rarely got time off and you’d hate it if he used that time to sit around with you on the ship.

“I’m just going to lay in bed and maybe fall asleep early. I’m feeling a little tired anyway. Very boring stuff. Go have fun, Hunter. You need it,” you had told him as you came out of the fresher, face washed and in the comfiest clothes you had – baggy pants and short-sleeved shirt that you’d stolen from one of Wrecker’s old civvie disguises.

He’d been apprehensive but had left with his brothers anyway, telling you to comm him if you needed anything.

It had barely been an hour when he’d told Crosshair he was leaving, and to keep an eye on the others. Not only was the club loud and overcrowded, but he also just wanted to be with you.

But when he stepped onto the Marauder, something felt off. He could feel it in the air, and the sound of uneven breaths made the hair on his arms prickle under his blacks. He walked further into the ship, calling your name softly when he heard sniffles and a cough.

“Cyare? Hey,” he said when he saw you lying in his bunk, covered in a blanket and looking much worse than when he left you. You were unwell; the headache had been a precursor to something more serious. You squinted up at him as his shadow covered your eyes. He crouched down next to you immediately and ran a hand over your hair gently. “Why didn’t you call me?”

You groaned but leaned into his touch. “You’re supposed to be out.”

“I’m glad I came back.” Hunter pressed the back of his gloved hand to your forehead. Even through the skin-tight fabric, he could feel you burning up. “You should’ve called me,” he chided, a frown etched into his brow.

“Didn’t want to bother you,” you muttered, pulling the blanket tighter under your chin, and coughing lightly again. Hunter grazed the back of his fingers against your cheek.

“You’re never a bother. Why would you think that?” he asked, shaking his head.

You just shrugged, then sneezed under the blanket. When you re-emerged, moaning in discomfort, Hunter gave your cheek another caress before he put his hands on his knees and stood up. “I’m getting you a cold towel for your head.”

“No, don’t go,” you weakly protested as he walked off to the fresher.

“I’ll just be a minute, love,” he said and went to rifle under the fresher sink for a small clean towel, cursing that he and his brothers weren’t tidier. Once he found one, he quickly wet it in cold water and wrung out the excess before walking back to the bunk. You cracked open your eyes when you heard his footsteps and twisted on your back as he crouched down again.

“Here,” he said softly as he placed the cold towel on your forehead, smoothing it down. You hummed before a shiver went through your body.

“Have you taken anything?” Hunter asked.

“A couple of pills when you guys left,” you told him, eyes drifting shut again. Hunter frowned. He wasn’t used to treating sick people. Clones rarely ever got sick, their immune systems engineered to withstand any illnesses. Any time he was treated for anything, it was for injuries, and Tech usually handled it.

But Hunter was your partner, in every sense of the word. He wanted to be there for you in any way he could. Not just as the leader of the squad, but as someone who loved you more than he thought he could ever love anyone.

He always took care of the people he loved.

So, he tried to remember what they’d learnt from their training modules as cadets, the ones that detailed nat-born illnesses and how to treat them if they ever encountered sick civilians.

Fever, sneezing, coughing, headache. Sounded like a flu-type sickness. Maybe you had picked it up on Felucia during their mission there a few days ago.

You’d already taken some medication, so he knew you wouldn’t be able to for the next few hours. He just had to try and make you comfortable and ease the symptoms of the fever as much as he could while the medication worked.

Hunter gently flipped the cool towel to the other side as he looked down at the blanket. “You need to keep cool, cyare. We don’t want the fever to get too high,” he hooked his fingers over the edge of the blanket. You made a sound of protest but ultimately let him remove the blanket, pushing it down to the end of the bunk. You shivered, but you looked up at him, eyes blinking at him. He’d never seen you look so helpless before, and he hated it. He cupped your jaw, skin still hot, thumb moving over your cheekbone.

“Where’s your water canteen?” he asked.

You nodded to the cockpit, and he went to go get it, filling it up on the way. He crouched beside you. “Can you sit up?”

You nodded and tried to move. Hunter grabbed the towel from your forehead before he placed a hand under your shoulder blades and held your arm to support the change in position, fixing the pillow behind you. You groaned, complaining about the heaviness in your body as you sat there. He looked at you, shoulders slumped forward, peaky expression on your face as you rubbed your eyes. Being sick looked miserable, and he wished he could take it from you and suffer with it himself, just so you didn’t have to. He unscrewed the canteen.

“Small sips, okay?” He held the lip of the canteen to your lips and the back of your head as you tilted back and took three small sips before Hunter pulled the canteen away. Some water dribbled down your lip and chin and he gently wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. You looked over at him, brows slanted down. You looked upset, which surprised him a little.

“What is it?” He asked, screwing the canteen shut again.

You made a noncommittal noise and slowly moved to lie down again. Hunter cradled your head as you guided it down to the pillow, removing his hand once you were fully down. He ran his hand over your hair again. He watched your eyes close slowly at the movement. He repeated it a few times, soothing you the only way he really knew how. He tried not to worry too much, but it was hard when you barely had the energy to look at him. He knew nat-borns slowly got better from illnesses such as these in a matter of days, and he would have Tech check you over once they all got back, but he didn’t like seeing you like this; eyes dull, skin clammy, body curled up. He just wanted you to get better sooner rather than later.

After a few moments, he picked up the now half-dry towel and said, “Gonna wet this again.”

He stood up and walked to the fresher, and when he came back, he placed the damp towel back on your forehead. As he pulled away, you grabbed his hand and cradled it to your chest, interlocking your fingers together and sighing. He smiled softly.

“Oh, ner cyare,” he whispered gently.

“I’m sorry, Hunter,” you croaked.

Hunter shook his head. “It’s nothing to be sorry for. You’re sick. It happens.”

“Not to you,” you scowled at his hand like it was to blame for his immunity to illness.

“Well, I can’t help that.” His mouth tilted up at the corner.

You fiddled with his fingers and traced lines down to his palms. “I just feel so helpless like this.”

“Lucky for you, I’m here now. I’ve got you,” he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on your temple. He lingered there for a second before he pulled away, his other hand coming to your cheek.

You looked up at him, pout on your lips. “I didn’t want to ruin your night out.”

Hunter caressed your cheek. “There was nothing to ruin. You’re my priority.”

“Still. I’m sorry,” you said before kissing his fingers.

Hunter shook his head. “Don’t worry about it.” He adjusted the towel and then fixed the pillow underneath your head, so it was better supporting your neck. “Do you feel like some food?” he asked. He wanted to feel useful to you, but he didn’t know what else he could offer right now.

You shook your head. “Just wanna sleep.”

“Then sleep, love,” he said, pulling his hand from yours and sitting on the floor next to the bunk, his back against the wall opposite, legs stretched out and the soles of his feet resting against the bunk frame. “I’ll be here.”

You watched him, mouth pressing into a line before you reached out to him and your voice said quietly, “Closer?”

Hunter smiled. “Hang on.”

He stood up and began to remove his armour. Piece by piece, he placed it in a pile on one of the chairs in the centre of the ship. Now only in his blacks, he made his way back to you. You opened your eyes again and smiled when you saw him in his underarmour. He crouched down.

“Shuffle over,” he whispered, and you obliged, moving slowly so your back was almost up against the wall. Hunter climbed in next to you, sitting up in case he needed to move out if you got too hot. Once he was situated, you shuffled closer, head resting against his thigh, eyes closed. You’d curled yourself in a ball, and Hunter looked down as he repositioned the cool towel on your head, making sure it was in the right place.

“Rest, cyare. I’m right here.” He stroked your head, then moved his hand down to your shoulder, rubbing his thumb there. You snuggled into the side of his leg, letting out a sigh.

“Love you,” you mumbled as you began to drift off to sleep.

He smiled down at you, his hand stilling as he rested his palm, so it cupped the curve of your shoulder and kept you close to him. “Love you.”

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especiallythewomenandthechildren · 5 months

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As If Destiny

A/N: I too have fallen ill to the widespread disease that is young snow 😮‍💨 like him being so fine is so unnecessary. Some quick notes: I've never actually written a fic on here nor a reader one in general so please deal with me! Also I wrote out this whole thing, posted it, then it went into oblivion and I had to rewrite it completely so I apologize! Please let me know if I should add anything or am missing certain details that seem necessary. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, thank you loves❤️

Summary: You've always been kind hearted yet admirably defiant. Or that is at least one of the ways Coriolanus Snow would describe you. Ever since grade school, you have always been on the same level as him in academics and one of his few competitors for the Plinth Prize. But as tragedy struck your family, Coriolanus thought you would fall away from his life, but instead, you got even more intertwined (not to mention the complicated past knots tying your families together).

Warnings: Terminal illness, parent death, death and brutality (it is the hunger games after all) characters may be ooc. I read the book a while ago but don't really remember much of Snows way of thinking (I mean I know its toxic and insane but yk the other things) so I will mostly be basing off the film and my own thoughts. Also I can't spell for the life of me so be prepared for bad spelling and grammar. Enjoy loves!

Blood just kept on coming. And coming. And coming. Every violent cough shaking your mother's body was followed by spatters of hot, deep red blood. You quickly tried to clean it up as soon as it came out to protect your mother's dignity and to make sure she didn't choke. It took a few minutes, but the coughing session passed and your mother took deep gulps of water, fighting off your attempt to get her to slow down.

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With her engrossed in her cup, you steal a glance at the clock on the wall. As the time for the start of classes nears, the more axinety builds in your chest. Your mother follows your gaze and smiles warmly.

"Run along my little scholar. I will be fine and even better knowing you are sticking your nose in every textbook you can find."

She says in a hoarse voice. You smile slightly and lightly laugh. "That's not how school works, mom. I stick my nose into tissues because of how many textbooks I have to read ."

She rolls her eyes at your little comment and does a little motion gesturing you should be on your way. Shaking your head, you retorted "I still have half an hour till classes begin and I have plenty of time for Rhayen (your driver) to take me to the academy."

You attempt to assure her. Though, it was now your mother's turn to shake her head.

"I know you prefer walking there, don't try to fool me now. You will come back after school and I will be fine. Don't worry, darling."

With a sigh, you stand up and dust off your rouge colored academy uniform and grab your bag. You give your mother a soft kiss on her temple and steal one more glance at the clock. You rush through the halls and down the stairs of your luxurious apartment. The academy wasn't too far from your home, so you could enjoy the walk and the early spring air ruffling your hair.

You tried to smile and nod at the strangers walking past. You needed to clear your mind (distract yourself) so you examined every part of the high class society. Their eyes, faces, hair, clothing, and whatever else you could analyze. With this strategy, it doesn't take long untill the grand structure of the Capital academy to come into view.

As you near the school, you notice a certain curly haired boy sitting on the steps. You feel a sense of relief and pick up your pace. You stop infront of the boy, who seemed too engrossed into his book to notice your sudden appearance.

"Are you behind on the reading or are you being a bookworm?" You question.

He snaps his head up with his familiar smile. "Had some extra time and motivation, so thought I would trudge through this absolute -"

You nudge him with your shoulder to motion to stop talking.

"Yeah yeah I know but be careful: Professor Rhaen always spawns out of nowhere and I would personally prefer if you were not on the receiving end of one of his lectures."

Everyone knew how hard it was to please your professor and how strict your he was. Especially with Sejanus.

He didn't care about his money: professor Rhaen still felt Sejanus was lesser because he was born in the districts.

That sentiment is widely shared with your classmates. From the first day, when little kind hearted Sejanus came to the capital, he was met with stares and whispers. You specifically remember Arachne snubbing the boy. But when lunch came and he sat all alone, seemingly dejected, you sauntered over to his table. Then, just like now, his brown eyes widened in surprise. You smiled and sat down in the chair across from him.

"What's your favorite smell?"

He just stared at you for a while. who asks that. The silence continued untill you got too impatient, a trait you still struggle with, and answer your own question.

"Mine is vanilla because it smells like the sweet cakes my mom makes on special occasions or even sometimes when she is in a really good mood."

A smell that has slowly been creeping its way back into your life after the war. He laughed at your confession and replied that his was lavender, the smell of his mother, or as he calls her, ma.

He was still warry as why you were sitting with him. It was clear you were well liked by your peers and teachers and always seemed to posses the right answers, exemplified in your shared morning classes. But as you both continued your meal and conversation, he felt as if he had been sent an angel that day.

"There's that smile, I've missed it." Sejanus says, breaking you out of your reminiscence.

You duck your head down in some sort of embarrassment and shame. It felt wrong to be smiling and laughing nowadays, especially with the worsening of your mother's condition.

Noticing your reaction and following your train of thought, Sejanus tried to backtrack.

"I didn't mean it like that, Y/N! I'm sorry, you've been suffering and here I am saying stuff like that. I- I- wow I'm such an idiot! I'm truly sorry."

You look up to his genuinely defated and apolgetic face. "You have no reason to be sorry, it's okay. And it's not like I'm the one suffering. I can walk, talk normally, and am not coughing up blood while my face pales and hollows." You say solemnly.

Sejanus opened his mouth to question but was cut off as you both reached your destination. It was best not to discuss your mother's condition around your gossip privy peers around.

You walk to your desks and switch to the topic of later tonight, which you would be having dinner with the Plinths, an occurrence that is becoming more and more often. The last few of your classmates filled in, including Arachne, Clemensia, Festus, and Felix.

A few paces later comes in the charming and handsome Coriolanus Snow. You wouldn't be embarrassed to admit that description, any girl with eyes would agree. With that ever plastered, neutral yet calculated expression on his face, he quickly made his way to his seat, on the other side of you.

He wasn't necessarily friends with you or even Sejanus, but he was far kinder to him than the others were. That's probably one of the many aspects that makes him more appealing. You definitely didn't have a crush on him, but you have zoned out on his side profile once or twice.

Hey, you can't blame a girl!

Well that was your excuse to Sejanus, who caught you seconds in on staring at the blonde. But that was a long time ago. Now you were always zoned out on her.

That's exactly where your mind drifted to as Professor Rhaen began his lecture on the reading assigned. And it stayed there untill the sound of a pen hitting the marble floor brought you back.

You thought it could have been you, especially in your state of hazy focus and sleep deprivation. But taking a quick look at your feet, it was Coriolanus's.

Perfect and proper Coriolanus. Huh.

You hastily grab it and give it back to him, which he accepts with a small greatful smile. A smile that quickly turns into a look of concern.

He grabs your wrist and began examining it. You were stunned and curious what he was looking at until you noticed the deep and clear blood on your wrist, clear even on your deep red uniform.

You must have gotten it when taking care of your mother! You were mentally kicking yourself for being so careless.

"Your bleeding!" He states worridly. He quickly grabs a handkerchief from his bag and attempts to put it on your wrist, but you snap it away from his hold.

You noticed the initials on the white handkerchief. It was his father's. You certainly weren't going to stain such an item of sentiment with blood that wasn't even yours. Her blood.

He was moving to grab your wrist once again but was interrupted by the clear nosies of irritation and frustration of your classmates.

While you and Snow were having your little debacle, Professor Rhaen assigned an extensive research paper that will be due in two months. You understood your peers frustration, the longer you had in this class for an assignment, the more work and harsher the grading will be. But you were greatful for this assignment. It would be a wonderful distraction.

You took a quick look around to gage their reactions and saw Arachne's scowl which made you inwardly chuckle at her expression. But when you came back around to Coriolanus, you saw him still staring at with you a questioning expression.

Questions he would be unable to voice as the bell rang to signal the end of the first period. He tried to stop you or slow you down, but you were extremely focused on getting your materials in your bag and getting out of the intense stare of the blonde.

Sejanus noticed your haste and helped you out, while Snow was attempting to catch up, handkerchief still in hand. But you sped out and straight to the bathroom to wash off the blood covering your hands.

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A/N: Sorry to cut it off here! I felt this was already so long (future me after doing some revisions and having some actual writing under my belt - no it's not.), but don't worry I plan on posting again soon! I am excited to see where this is going I hope you all are too!

#snow lands on top #the hunger games #tbosas #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow #sejanus deserved better #sejanus plinth #sejanus x reader

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creative-caramel-coffee · 7 months

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Injures and Idiots

Prompt: Hiding an Illness

Pairings: Wandanat x Reader

Word count: 1.2K

Summary: You got shot and hide it, which was probably a bad idea.

TW: injury, getting shot, blood, stitches, fainting, blood loss.

A/n Hehehe slight angst anyone? Short lil fic for all you who are craving some of that good old marvel content <3 Also I posted two fics in one day. I need a medal.

It honestly wasn’t that bad. You had had much worse in the past. This was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Nothing you couldn’t deal with by yourself at least. It was just a graze; in fact it was barely a graze. everyone had seemed so happy that the mission went well you couldn’t dampen the mood. Sure, it was a bad idea. You had been shot after all. But the happy faces of your teammates made it hard to say anything that would take that away.

Upon reaching the jet you retracted inwards. You didn’t say much but everyone just assumed you were simply tired. Natasha was the only one who seemed to notice any sort of issue, but she didn’t press it, dismissing it as typical post mission aches and pains but she made a mental note to keep an eye on you.

After two hours the jet landed and the team departed, you waited a minute to exit knowing your walk was slightly off to adjust for the pain in your side. Sucking in a breath you stood and began to hobble down to your room.

The blood was beginning to show through your suit, and you needed to bandage it before the debrief with fury. You checked each hallway by peaking around the corner before quickly hurrying down it.

Once safely in your room and the door shut you began to peel off your suit. When the rough material brushed against the soft sensitive exposed wound you cried out before clamping a hand over your mouth and waiting for the sound of rushed footsteps. Luckily none came. You mentally thanked tony for the thick walls of the compound.

Once the suit hung from your waist and you stood with the black material around your hips clad in your navy sports bra you hobbled to the bathroom. Pain short through you as you lent down to grab the materials from under the sink. You sucked a harsh breath through your teeth as the lightning pain shot through your skin. Righting yourself again you began the painstaking process of cleaning and bandaging the wound.

After two small bottles of saline the wound was much more visible. It looked awful but it was too late now to tell someone. Placing a piece of gauze to the torn flesh you began to wind the roll of white bandaged around your midsection. After two rolls and a clip to secure it the light pressure seemed to almost relive some of the pain.

Tossing two pain tablets into your mouth and chugging some water you made quick but painful work of changing into a casual outfit of grey and red trackpants from when you were in senior year and a faded black band t-shirt. Throwing your hair into a messy bun and slipping on your vans you walked to the door practising walking normally. It hurt more but it was bearable and more importantly, believable.

Blood was beginning to seep through the bandages, but you dismissed it. It would clot soon, there was no real damage.

The meeting was rather boring, you turned up a few minutes late. Taking care of the injury had eaten up a lot of your time.

After three minutes the wound began to throb.

After five minutes you began to feel lightheaded. After ten black dots began to appear on your vision and your left hand drifted to you side. Of course, Nat was watching you carefully at this point, studying the slight pained expression on your face and hand hovering by your side.

She had just opened her mouth to ask you when your eyes rolled back, and you slumped almost falling out of the chair if Wanda’s magic hadn’t caught you and kept you in the chair.

Steve stopped talking and motioned to banner to take a look. Nat waved him off coming to you side and clearing her throat. The rest of the team could take a hint and soon it was just you Wanda and Natasha. Wanda carefully picked you up out of the chair and laid you on the floor with you head in her lap.

Nat’s hands ghosted over the base of your shirt as she lifted the black material to reveal heavily blood-soaked bandages.

“Cyka” she swore, and Wanda sucked in a breath, her hands however didn’t stop from where she rubbed your cheek in an attempt to rouse you. She whispered you name as she tapped your cheek. After a minute your eyes began to flutter but stayed closed as Nat began to unwind the bandages. When she saw the injury, she swore again.

“Jarvis?” The redhead said.

“Yes Ms Romanoff”

“Tell banner to bring a suture kit to the briefing room and a bottle of saline.” She said.

“Dr banner has been alerted and is on his way now.” The AI responded and Nat nodded as she began to probe the wound with her hand to check for further damage.

She wasn’t mad, she knew you had issues asking for help, but she hated seeing you like this.

After a moment Bruce appeared at the door his cheeks flushed and breathing coming in a slight pant. He wordlessly handed Natasha the kit and slipped back out of the room mumbling something about Tony being in his lab and needing to make sure he didn’t meddle with his notes.

Wanda nodded and thanked Bruce as Nat began to stitch up the wound. She had just put in the last stitch and tied it off when your eyes finally blinked and opened.

“Hey there Y/n/n” Wanda said brushing a hand over your cheek.

“Wha-“ you said trying to sit up, catching both girls by surprise you suddenly cried out at the movement jostling the stitches. A strong hand pushed you back into Wanda’s lap as Nat shook her head and removed her hand.

“None of that. You stay right there until i say so. That was pretty deep Y/n. You should have come to me earlier; it was almost too late to give you stitches outside of an operating room based off how long it was open and exposed. Risking infection.” She said and you mumbled an apology.

“It's ok darling just don’t do it again.” She said and rubbed your arm. “Right Wanda and I will take you to your room, where you will do nothing but rest until i deem you ready to leave your bed. Got it?” She said and you nodded. “Alright let's go.” Natasha carefully lifted you from Wanda lap with her arms under your knees and back to carry you.

Wanda trailed along beside you and soon they laid you in your bed before Wanda went to get some more pain medicine and Natasha laid down on the bed beside you softly stroking patterns on the small of you back to sooth you.

After taking the meds you fell asleep between the two women absolutely exhausted.

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hyuckmov · 7 days

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You know.... when rockstar haechan 3 drops, ill be taking the day off from work and rereading all of it at once just to feel everything again the lust, the hurt and all the roller coaster emotions that comes with it. Ive been reading through the tags rn and gosh i cant wait, im so so excited to be hurt! I dont know how you just posted that stuff for all of us to read for FREE, its amazingg for realll!!! I love reading angst so much and this is the most hurt ive been by a fic. Like EVER.

Take ur time finishing part three, we know that the wait will be all worth it. And if u do make a taglist please add me so ill be notified when it drops 💕

And if u mayyyy, maybe u can share another snippet? Hehe love lots

omg 😭 it means so so so much to me that you feel these emotions so deeply from my writingsfnbjsnfgb i'm really happy you like it and i hope the 3rd part hits the way you want it to!!!

thank you so so much for supporting my works it really means so much to me that you trust me as a writer <3 ive been swamped with work again but still making time to write slowly - i think i basically have the plot i just need to write the actual scenes :) i'll clean up my taglist soon and i'll definitely tag u on it!

new snippet!!! honestly im so bad at picking these snippets because i just wna share major plot points w u guys but at this point i don't think it matters....more gut-wrenching nervous out-of-his-depth haechie

#emvrd #thank u so much for sending this in <3 it is so comforting and encouraging ily #asks #fic: rockstar haechan

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Hii can i request something with mason based on this - i know youre writing a series now but ill be really happy if you could work on this bc you literally are my fav writer here 🫶🏻🫶🏻

You’re Playing Dirty

Note - thank you so so much love 💕 this is so incredibly short 😂 so I thought I’d post it just as a little extra to say thank you for being so lovely. Let me know what you think 💙 smutty part two can be found here

Pairing - Mason Mount x Reader

Word count - 1.4k

Warnings - fluff & suggestive content 😉

Date night at Masons was always the best night of the week. Sure the fancy dinners were nice and you loved it when he surprised you by taking you somewhere fun like bowling or just a random drive but nights at his where you could hang out just the two of you and be yourselves made you happier than anything else.

You we’re currently in your pj’s cuddled up to him on the sofa as the last few minutes of a movie he’d picked played. You were both struggling to keep your eyes open and you knew Mason would be ready for bed as soon as the credits rolled but you were about to rain on his parade.

‘Come on baby, I’m ready for bed and cuddles’ he yawned, pulling on your arm but didn’t budge, causing him to pout at you. ‘Hey, what are you doing?’

‘You know we can’t go to bed yet, Mase. Your parents are coming round early tomorrow and I’m not letting them see this mess’ you told him, gesturing to the state of his living room but he looked at you with furrowed brows. ‘Come on, let’s tidy it up now and then we can go to bed’

‘Noooooooo’ he moaned, flopping down face first into the sofa like a child. ‘I wanna sleep. Let’s just do it in the morning’

‘No way, I know you won’t get up early and do it’ you chuckled, trying to move him but he was too strong for you. ‘Mason Mount, get the hell up’ you laughed and you felt his body shake and he tried to hold in his giggles.

‘Please baby, I promise you I’ll do it in the morning. I won’t even wake you up I’ll do it all on my own’ he whined, trying to get you to succumb to his way of thinking but you weren’t having it.

‘I’ve heard that one too many times to believe you’ you told him, resorting to tickling his sides so he’d get up. He erupted into giggles, trying to break free from your grasp but you carried on until he was sat upright again, grabbing you hands to stop you before pulling you into his lap again.

‘You’re a menace’

‘And you’re lazy. Now come on, you’re making this longer than it needs to be. We could be halfway done if you would of just got up’

‘And we also could of been asleep by now if you would leave this for tomorrow’ he argued causing you to roll your eyes with a smile. ‘I tell you what, how about a little competition?’ He winked and you noticed how his whole face changed from grumpy to cheeky in an instant.

‘What do you mean?’

‘I saw something on instagram the other day, thought maybe we could try it. If you win, then we clean up now. If I win, we do it in the morning. Is that deal?’

‘Depends on what I’ve got to do’ you laughed, and he winked before sitting you down next to him.

‘We kiss, but we have to keep our hands behind our back. First one to touch the other looses’

‘Oh you’re on’ you laughed, linking your hands behind your back instantly. Yeah it would be tough, but Mason was the king of being handsy and you knew he would cave before you did. He smiled at your eagerness, pulling you further onto his lap so you could straddle his thighs and kiss him a bit easier before he placed his hands behind his back.

‘Don’t get ahead of yourself, love’ he laughed, kissing your cheek ‘you underestimate my abilities’ he whispered against your lips, not giving you a chance to reply before he pressed his lips to yours.

Kissing Mason was one of your favourite things. His lips were always so soft and warm and it didn’t take long for you to part your lips so he could slip his tongue inside your mouth. You tried keeping it light, not knowing know long you’d be kissing each other for but you felt your breathing becoming deeper quicker than you’d of like it to. The butterflies were swarming early and you willed yourself to relax so you could focus on winning.

You wanted to laugh, catching on to how ridiculous this whole thing was but you also wanted to win. Mason was as competitive as they came but you were dead set on proving your point so you balled your hands into fists and crossed them behind your back so you weren’t tempted to touch him in anyway. You could feel him wanting to smile too, lightly biting your bottom lip as he pulled back with a snap.

‘Stop trying to put me off’ he whispered, kissing your jaw as his breath fanned over your neck making you shiver.

‘Sorry’ you giggled, kissing his temple before his lips made their way back to yours.

He let out a little moan straight away that sent a tingle all the way down your spine to your core. You were sure he’d done it on purpose, playing dirty from the start but you weren’t going to let it get to you. Kissing him a bit deeper as you felt him shuffle underneath you, knowing he was getting turned on just like he always did. His hands were no longer behind him, but at his sides, gripping the sofa cushions and you knew he was already struggling.

He was trying to keep it soft, knowing if he got to caught up in you then he’d loose his cool and touch you, but you felt like you were in the drivers seat as you began to kiss him deeper and slightly rock your hips over him. You breathed a slight moan into his mouth as you felt him harden underneath you.

‘You’re playing dirty’ he whispered onto your lips, slightly breathless but you just shrugged.

‘No I idea what you’re talking about’ you laughed, leaning back in, capturing his lips in an impatient and fiery kiss, knowing he was close to breaking and you wanted him to as soon as possible as you weren’t sure how much longer you could last.

Your hands had broken free from behind your back and you were itching to run your fingers through his hair but you held back, holding yourself at your waist so you had at least some contact if he couldn’t touch you. You also figured Mason would loose his mind if he cottoned onto the way you were touching yourself in the way that he always did.

Mason was moaning and groaning under you, bucking his hips up as his hands moved dangerously close to you. You knew he was ready to snap and it only took you moaning his name into his mouth for him to forget himself and for his hands to land on your bum.

‘Yes!’ You shouted, raising your arms up in the air as he pulled you towards him to burry his face in your neck.

‘I swear to god, you cheated’ he laughed, pulling back to look at you with a pout. ‘This is so unfair’

‘Not my fault you can’t keep your hands off of me’ you chuckled, stepping off of his lap to see the visible tent in his joggers. ‘Now, let’s get up and sort this out’

‘I tell you what’ he laughed, standing up and grabbing you by the waist. ‘How I clear up, and you go upstairs and get yourself ready for me?’ He winked, reaching his hand down so he could pinch your bum.

‘Excuse me?’ you laughed, pulling back to look at him in the eyes.

‘There no way I can go to sleep tonight without fucking you first, and if I know you’re upstairs waiting for me then I’ll get all this done quicker so that way we both win’ he told you and you were definitely in the mood after you intense make out session so you gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before running towards the stairs.

‘Don’t take too long’ you called, turning back to see him tidying up like a mad man, stuffing all the rubbish into a bag as he straightened out the pillows. ‘And make sure you do it properly, I don’t wanna have to come down and do it myself’

‘Don’t worry about me. Just go away, and I expect you bent over and ready or you will be punished’

‘Yes sir’ you shouted down, hearing him laugh loudly and you rushed into his room, giddy with anticipation about what would happen when he finally made his way upstairs.

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#mason mount #mason mount request #mason mount imagine #mason mount fluff #mason mount smut #mason mount blurb #mason mount fanfic #mason mount x reader #mason mount x y/n #footballer x reader #footballer x y/n

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jadedrrose · 9 months

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WOW!! im that anon that got rambly and wrote rhat lil thing im glad u liked it that much!! maybe ill post future ones since i have lots of wips and. ill just do that since its also easier to read instead of yknow reading it from an ask lolol - also i hope ur doin good!! (btw ofc your works are DELICIOUS too i love everything u make 😭😭 especially ur law works cause... u write him so well,, waiting on the next part of silent reaver no pressure tho!!)

but uhmm,, about virgin law,, (all the other asks have been amazing so far btw 😤😤) idk if u accept doubles,, but feelin really soft and giddy today so this is more fluffy than smutty- what if soft and tender aftercare,,, warm, lovely, sweet cuddles,,, he looks at u like a little puppy with a cute tiny smile after ur both done and awkwardly requests "uhm... c- can I hug you?" laying there on his side, looking at u with the most vulnerable eyes u've ever seen and he just, looks so adorable like. must hold and pamper him with kisses and praises, must tell how much u love him. mustn't let him go. (I WANNA BITE HIM AND TEAR HIM TO SHREDS affectionately must cuddle AGGRESSIVELY)

Ok so like I said earlier I’d get to answering this!! And Ik nobody else saw it from the ask I posted but your blog theme is so cute!!!! Please post whatever other Law stuff you got bc that other one was SO good!!! <3 Anyway… here’s a lil scenario for this:

Warnings: kinda short but still sweet, a little nsfw but it’s really just them cuddling and being in love. Implied(?) afab reader

The room is hot, air thick after all the things that had just occurred within it. Law’s mind feels clouded, and yet so clear at the same time- he’s completely blown away by the events from just moments ago.

You’re laid against the soft sheets of his bed, naked body glistening under the dim lights. There’s a satisfied smile on your lips, and you look very content. Your legs are barely spread apart, but it’s enough for Law to catch a glimpse of his cum pooling out from you. A mess he’d have to clean soon.

His body is exhausted and numb, you taking his virginity having done a toll on him physically. But contrary, his mind is entirely awake, buzzing with thoughts about how good you felt, how beautiful you looked, and how pretty the noises you’d made -because of him- sounded.

You look so peaceful, and yet, something about your body language indicates you’re wanting something more from Law. He’s never had to perform aftercare before, so Law’s unsure of where to start. But he figures, a hug can’t be a bad place to start with, right?

“Y/n…?”

Your eyes flutter open, and he loves the way you gaze at him just now. “Yes, Law?”

“Can I… h-hug you?” He asks, meekly.

You giggle, shuffling yourself closer to your boyfriend. Wrapping your arms around him, you kiss Law and run a soft hand over his back, soothingly. “Course you can. You don’t even need to ask, baby.”

He nuzzles his face into your neck, goatee brushing against the skin of your shoulder. It’s a pleasant feeling, your body tingling with want once again. Though, you’re too tired to go for a round two, you think.

Law’s arms slither around your body, hugging your waist and pulling you closer to him. He inhales your scent, still able to smell the lingering scent of sex. But then there’s just you, and Law can’t get enough of that.

“I love you,” he whispers, voice small and muffled against the skin of your bare shoulder.

“I love you too, Law,” you tell him, moving the hand that had been on his back tattoo up to his soft raven hair, fingers playing with the locks to soothe him.

Something about the way your bare body is flush against his, still warm from the physical activities, sweat lingering on the both of you. Your plushy chest pushed into his tattooed one, your soft legs wrapping around his long legs, the way he can feel your lips smiling against his upper neck. Law’s completely and utterly obsessed, loving this feeling despite being so tired. Though the doctor in him wants to get up and clean, take care of you and perhaps take a shower even, Law can’t bring himself to disrupt this moment between you and him, wanting to stay here in your loving embrace forever.

The cleaning part of the aftercare can wait until morning, can’t it?

#trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law x you #trafalgar law x y/n #law x reader smut #law x reader #law x y/n #law x you #trafalgar d water law x y/n #trafalgar d water law x you #trafalgar d water law x reader #virgin law hcs #law thoughts nsft

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ultra-raging-ghost · 4 months

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I reached post limit so im gonna write this and save it for midnight to post later 🥰

-10:30 EST

Richas made a reference/mentioned outliving forever and bad started screaming and sobbing for a solid 2 minutes and then started talking about how no no forevers probably fine cucuruchos probably taking care of him, richas asked if thats what bad tells himself to sleep at night, if he just lies to himself and bad said yes! if all else fails, simply lie to yourself and push your true feelings down to make it through this meaningless existence :D and richas said "so if we said the sky is pink at all times a day and just lie to ourselves its ok?" and bad said yes, we already lie to ourselves all the time we just need to think about how much lying we accept :3

richas thinks dappers colorblind

bad said his chats british 😭

time to read books!

-10:40 EST

bad is making fun of us for being sad because of angst(/lh/j) and sang a brief song about us being sad and mentioned "the sun is gone" just to torment us over forever being gone. He also went f5 said something like “if you think it’s sad now… anyway..... spoilers!!" implying it will get even sadder!! (terrified)

oh theres a letter for bbh and forever :((( this might be sad now that forevers. in his place. chats crying

-10:50 EST

Bad is screaming and crying because forever will never be able to read his letter, hes literally head in hands screaming and crying and hes letting the TTS read it out

one of the qsmp purgatory programmers wrote bad a letter saying he was supposed to die more and bad said hes a bug tester at heart and richas is bullying bad because of how many bugs he found and exploited LMAO bad said he'll fudging do it again

-11:00 EST

bad found ANOTHER wall bug to glitch thru, hes insane

-11:10 EST

someone said the word forever and bad is reduced to shambles on the floor, hes crying and whining forevers name in tears and agony and he made the dying "bleh" sound like 4 times

also bad mentioned that as soon as its confirmed to the characters like in-character that max is dead theyre having a funeral for him, like bad as the grim reaper knows but he hasnt told anyone, nobodys aware of him being gone, >>>>also he was ominous and said he needed to shoot max a message oorp and refused to elaborate. what the fuck was that about badboyhalo? <<<<<

-11:30 EST

Bad and richas and pomme wanna make an elevator death trap and then call foolish over to trap/murder him <3 chat is advocating for this idea. chat also wants to see the museum, bad said yes!!! Museum time!

before that, bad is being ominously silent again and is texting off screen. that max comment earlier + this makes me worried. MOVING ON THO BC HES SINGING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RICHAS AND POMME GOT HIM A PRESENT FOR HIS BDAY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICHAS!!!!! (in brazil time) The present is Honey cookies! because richas got covered in honey and used as bait while they were away LMAO

Bad was talking about the 1k snow golems prank and was wondering if the cleanup team would be upset or love that, and richas said "lets say im part of that tio" and bad is now saying richas will take 100% accountability for that and will clean all of it up by himself LMAOOOO richas placed down signs saying "NO TIO I NEVER SAID THAT!! I DIDNT" and bad read them out loud as "Yes tio i agree i did say that ill do it!"

oh god bads spamming richas signs everywhere this is gonna fucking lag everything LMAOOOO richas crashed and bad kept placing until he got bored and said "yessssss richas will get in so much trouble hahaha! messing with the server!!!! bad then said "Richas always comes back" in the FNAF voice, didnt need to know you were an even bigger nerd BBH but okay /aff

-11:40 EST

Pomme is dragging bbh around on a lasso and is trapping him somewhere <3333 theyre climbing up the big ben and bad is taking SO MUCH DAMAGE he has his auto eat on

he accidentally said the word "forever" again and started crying again, his chat is in shambles.

MUSEUM TIME!!!!!!

HELP THE FUCKING ADMINS INCLUDED A DRAWING OF BAD LITERALLY STUCK IN A PADDED ROOM BASED ON HIS TIME IN JAIL, RICHAS SAID "natural habitat"

>>>>>>bad's crying again, and being horny because of how "cute" forever looks in the fanart, but mostly crying<<<<<

pomme started bullying bad because he called forever cute LMAO

tinas on!!!!!

-11:50 EST

Bad's crying again over art of him and forever in the pool he made in forevers base, the admins want to hurt him specifically/j

"treasure the wholesome moments chat, for they are just dust in the wind" -BBH 2023

bad took his totems out of his offhand again :)

Bad's crying again over another image of him and forever!!

#liveblogging #qsmp

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scretladyspider · 4 months

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please don’t scroll; I really need your help to reach my gofundme goal of $3500 and not become homeless.

Im Elle, a queer, ace, disabled person with ADHD, depression, and two cats. In November, I lost my job without warning. I have no savings as the job already had me living to the last dollar of every paycheck. I was denied unemployment and food stamps. I cannot work away from home, a physical job, or something with strict hours due to some yet-to-be-diagnosed illness.

this is my story — what’s going on & how I got here. (Smaller text used because it’s a lot of information/a long post.)

In early 2018, I was doing regular walk/runs. In 2019, I stopped being able to run, so I went on walks. Running took hours, then days, to recover from. My body couldn’t produce energy to do it consistently, so, walks. In 2020, I kept going on walks and tried to do aerobics. I was not able to keep doing aerobics. My body took hours upon hours to recover, where before it hadn’t, I was alone for almost all of 2020, and never developed COVID symptoms; it was what happened with running all over again. In 2021, it started to take more time to recover from walks. Then I started to need to take a nap immediately after I clocked out from work— and it was a work from home job. In 2022, I began to go from my sitting desk job straight to my bed most days, laying down exhausted right after work, even sleeping through lunch to get some rest.

On New Year's Eve 2023, I spent 30 minutes cleaning, including vacuuming my living room. I had to rest the rest of the day.

In the last five years, I've gone from running to being exhausted for hours by taking my garbage to the curb.

Imagine you were someone who enjoyed recreational exercise. Now imagine doing 1/100th of that and feeling sick for days. Thats me.

There are other symptoms also. More vulnerability to infection and more trouble fighting infection. Shooting, sharp muscle pains in large muscles such as the thigh or forearm, like a pinched nerve, that come and go at random. Pulse rate that skyrockets upon standing, to go back to normal soon after. Stomach inflammation. Inflammation without major swelling. Headaches. Complete inability to tolerate heat, leading to excruciating migraines that only go away with things like cold showers, electrolytes, and hours of rest in the dark with ice. Muscles that literally don't feel like they're getting oxygen. Random rashes. Face flushing. Being much more easily out of breath, yawning over and over, like I can't get air correctly. Weight gain, no matter what I eat or don't eat.

And just being so, so tired.

In summer of 2018, something… stopped working in my body. I felt sick all the time. I had a low, unexplainable fever nearly every day. Shooting nerve pain would wake me up at night. The doctor said I had a cold. But months went by and I didn’t get better. When my blood work and thyroid hormone level was normal, I was referred to a rheumatologist.

I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia after he made me wait 45 minutes, came in and asked “are you tired?", poked me hard, said I was tender, and left without running tests. This sort of “uhm the standard blood work came back normal, have you tried exercising more? I know you’re here because your body can’t recover from it but have you tried more of that? Also going to sleep at night?” has been the response over and over and over for five years. It got to the point where I even started to wonder if I was somehow making it up. I see a psych nurse. She thinks there's more than just depression, ADHD, and other things - though we both agree that managing those is vital too. She used to be a cardiologist, so this is reassuring. But when I have tried to see other doctors, it goes differently. Most of the time they see I have ADHD, a long history of depression, and hypermobile joints, and say that explains everything. I can't count how many times I've been told "well, you have depression” when the labs, if they even agreed to run them, came back normal. My standard blood work sometimes comes back with anemia, but I take an iron supplement. No improvement had come of it. I’ve had my thyroid hormone levels tested over and over, but never the antibodies. No imaging or referrals have happened, outside of one to a second rheumatologist. He ran no tests either; he just saw my joints are hypermobile and I was “sure taking a lot of mental health medications” (two at the time), and… that was that.

I had given up on actually even getting help until my SIL recommended a doctor she knew. For the first time in five years, when the standard blood work and TSH tests were normal, she told me we would keep looking. I actually cried with relief at that. It’s amazing to be believed after all this time.

Because of …. All of this, I'm trying to figure out how to either work for myself or find a work from home job that has flexible hours I can choose. I literally wouldn't be able to work a retail gig where I have to stand for eight hours, or even a 9-5 where I have to be there for those exact hours, because my body cannot do that right now. I want to get better but it's a long way off. First I need to know what's even wrong. I'm praying for a diagnosis soon. And treatment. At the least, management.

I have heard of EDS and I have been evaluated. I apparently don’t meet enough criteria, hence the diagnosis of JHS instead. It’s in the same family. I have also heard of POTS. I am pursuing testing. Same with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, MCAS, fibromyalgia… yeah. The thing is nothing outside of the standard blood count and thyroid hormone level test, no other lab tests have been done. There are so many things this could be that have never been checked. Lyme disease, for example, is extremely common where I live (it’s actually just extremely common worldwide) and matches much of my experience, but 1) in the USA the initial Lyme test relies on a strain of bacteria cultured in the 80s 2) there are over 100 strains of Lyme disease in the USA 3) in spite of decades of research there are doctors who don’t believe chronic Lyme exists 4) no doctor has ever checked and I only recently learned anything about it so I never asked. But… there are a lot of things to check that I’ve never had checked is my point. Fingers crossed someone can help me get there.

I do not have a partner who can try to support me through this, and my family already supports me however they can. My severance (which was low as I found out I was being paid much less than the rest of the team later) paid only my January rent.

Since my ability to work is severely limited right now, and I've been denied unemployment and food stamps, and I would need a diagnosis and to be awarded disability benefits in court (which can take YEARS that I don’t have), I have nothing in savings because of years of underpaying jobs the cost of living and being disabled and going through prior periods of unemployment due to this and other factors, I am left in a tough spot without help. Without this help, this gofundme... I have nothing.

So... here I am. A queer nonbinary disabled neurodivergent writer, trying my best, living with some undiagnosed illness that's severely impacted my ability to function, who got fired without real reasons (in America they can just do that to you without even telling you why), asking for your help to pay my February rent and January bills so I don’t repeat the trauma of being homeless. Or for you to reblog this.

Thank you for reading all of this.

It’s been on my chest for a long time. Even if it wasn’t for the gofundme, it feels good to talk about and be honest about my health. It reminds me you’re not supposed to feel like this all the time when I tell other people and they tell me I should get help and deserve answers. It’s reassuring to see competent doctors who finally believe me. I hope we figure it out.

no donation is too small— they add up. If just 100 people gave $35, the goal would be met. Sharing is also giving— it means someone who can help is more likely to see it.

You can also help via my venmo — secretladyspider

CashApp — secretladyspider

or find PayPal in my tip jar in my linktree

Goal is $3500 or over. Funds needed ASAP. If it goes over, that’ll help with February.

Thank you for anything and everything.

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outro-jo · 8 months

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skz helping you through your chemo treatments

pairing: skz members x reader

type: headcanon? scenario? i can’t tell the difference sometimes

warning: medical shit, mentions of chemo (obviously), mentions of food, mentions of being sick/having a hard time post chemo, mentions of needles

notes: once again i’m being self indulgent but i’ve just come back from a chemo treatment myself. this isn’t just for cancer (though it can certainly apply) but autoimmune diseases and other illnesses that require chemo therapy 🤍 if this applies to you, just know i’m sending you love. this shit is brutal!

NOT TAKING REQUESTS AT THIS TIME

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chan- the second he finds out about your next appointment, he schedules to be off work and this happens EVERY time. he just has to be with you. he can’t even imagine you being all alone to deal with this yourself (even if you have before), he doesn’t want you to ever have to. before the appointment, he listens intently to all it entails so that he can prepare the best for you. the amount of time it takes doesn’t bother him at all. he packs a clean blanket, snacks, a sandwich, water/electrolytes, a hoodie of his, his laptop to catch up on the show y’all are watching. the man is over prepared and he’s perfectly fine with that. his hand is in yours the entire time unless the medications knock you out, then he’s perfectly content to work on some beats on his laptop. chris is your rock.

lee know- minho has found a way to be at every appointment with you. he even went on a temporary hiatus because your health has been such a problem. all of your symptoms were so concerning and holding your hand at the appointment where you finally got your diagnosis was bittersweet. on the one hand, it was a relief to finally have a name to all those symptoms you had and that you weren’t going crazy. you spent so many nights crying in pain and confusion that it seemed like your body was turning on you and minho held you every time, even crying with you a few nights. on the other hand, hearing there was no cure and this would be a long, marathon to the eventual end of your life was so daunting but minho assured you every time that you haven’t been and would never be alone. so while you took a shuttle for your first hospital stay and treatment, minho went back to your shared apartment to get everything you would need for the stay. the ride was anything but quiet or leisurely. minho was pissed. why you of all people? you’re the most precious thing in the universe and now you had to deal with this? for the rest of your life? the brunette screamed, cried, beat the steering wheel, needing to get out his anger and frustration so that he could be the best for you, and of course he was. as soon as he was back at the hospital, they started treatment and he didn’t let go of your hand or your side for a second.

changbin- anxious didn’t even begin to cover it. it didn’t matter how many times you reassured him that it wasn’t a big deal and that you’ve done this before, he was still a mess. not to mention he was a MENACE to the nurses, asking what everything was for and how long it would take, the process of everything, and how it should effect you. once your treatment started, you got to see everything he brought with him in a literal duffle bag. a heated, massager eye mask, snacks for a whole week, kimchi and rice his mom made, blankets and pillows, slippers. this man truly brought everything. also he had called ahead of time to make sure you had a private pod to make sure you weren’t disturbed by anyone but your nurse. he’s insane but you wouldn’t have it any other way. he was your binnie and he wanted to make sure you had the absolute best care. what’s funny is after a few treatments with you, he knows exactly what to expect and seems so cocky about everything. “you sure that the right pre-treatment medication? we used x last time.”

hyunjin- unfortunately, hyunjin is squeamish when it comes to needles. he’s tried before and each time you’re the one supporting him through it. he decided that he was better off supporting you through facetime which worked out because he had to work but the boys didn’t mind also keeping you company. even when the meds inevitably knocked you out, hyunjin admired your tired features to still be there with you while waiting for his turn to record. which was fine until you woke up to seungmin staring at you. “you snore.” the real support came after you were sent home. it can be a little rough in the days after treatment and hyunjin finally got his chance to shine. chan let him go home early so he could pick you up from the treatment center as soon as the nurse said they were wrapping up. he helped you out to the car and then up to your apartment to help you get clean and in bed. he made sure to cook or get only the foods that didn’t make you anymore nauseous and he forced you back into bed when the steroids kicked in, giving you more energy that you would ultimately pay for later if you used it. his favorite thing was just cuddling with you and watching your favorite shows, jumping at the chance to help any way he could.

han- jisung did everything he could to be there, as he usually was, but the comeback was important and he just couldn’t get out of dance practice and recording. he was antsy all day, his knee is a perpetual state of motion. normally this would bug minho and he would jab his rib cage for him to stop but he refrained out of compassion for his friend. jisung was constantly checking his phone and texting you, checking in on you or encouraging you through the lengthy, grueling treatment with promises of giving you all the cuddles and kisses you could stand when it was over. though you’ve managed on your own before, you missed him being there and holding his hand through everything. jisung was your rock and he intended to continue being that for you the very second he heard from chan that he could go for the day. it was very late when he finally arrived at your shared flat and he found you curled up under a mountain of blankets, no doubt exhausted from the day. he offered a sympathetic pout to no one in particular before crawling into the bed next to you, pulling you into his arms and kissing your temple gently.

felix- he’s honestly the best person in the whole world to bring with you. felix is sunshine and positivity but he’s also extremely lowkey about everything. he knows that your probably stressed enough as it is so he just wants to be a good support for you. so, he just brings his laptop, some snacks, water, and his hoodie; just a few basics to keep you comfortable. then the two of you sit and watch asmr or your comfort show to keep pass the time. every time you look over at him he just smiles wide and kisses your temple. your hand is his the whole time and he rubs soothing circles onto the back of it. when you both get home, the apartment is fully stocked with all your favorite foods and post treatment pain meds, the sheets on your bed are fresh and clean, and he’s ready to support you any way he can until you’re back on your feet again. “angel” is an understatement.

seungmin- he’s so weirdly fascinated by everything, starting with your diagnosis. as soon as you told him, he wanted to do a deep dive on what it was, how it effected you, and what the treatment was that you needed. by the time you arrived to the center, he was telling you everything the nurse was doing (like you didn’t already know). it would have been so annoying if he wasn’t so incredibly cute. even though he was flexing his knowledge the whole time, he was still supporting you in other ways. learning about the treatment, made it easy for him to know what to expect so he was well prepared. when the nurse first prepared the infusion sight, he pulled you into his chest to have you look away from the needle. he told you a funny story about the boys when they took your blood pressure to keep it low and a few hours in, your stomach started growling and he pulled out a snack he had minho make and some water. he really thought of everything he could and you were so grateful for him.

i.n- jeongin was devastated when he found out that tour was scheduled when you would need a treatment. though he wasn’t a huge fan of hospitals, etc, he still wanted to be there to support you. so he did everything he could while he was away. that morning, you awoke to a flower arrangement at your door, then he hired a cleaning person to come in and clean while you were gone, and even had lunch delivered during the treatment. he also texted, sent voice memos of encouragement, and videos of sound check and backstage before the show. when he was finally home, he didn’t allow you to lift a finger. anything you wanted or needed, he was there for you, especially when you needed cuddles.

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emojellyace08 · 8 months

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"Lookism Men x Reader (When you're sick/not feeling well PART 2)"

A/N: I'm back from the dead after days of not posting :) :/. Warnings: getting sick, over fatigue, colds/fever, passing out, overall not feeling well Genre: fluff ☁️Reader is gender neutral (and in an established relationship with the character of choice :)

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Hudson Ahn (Ahn Hyun-Seong)

He won't be so fazed with you being sick but he's still worried deep inside. Taesoo might even whoop his ass out if he didn't attend his training because of him taking care of you. Now now, don't feel guilty about it. Hudson looks like he's hating every inch of him babying you but he actually finds it relaxing to do something else other than punching rocks on the woods (but he still hoped that you don't get sick he hates it seeing you very unwell).

He knows that you'll get dizzy and limping or you'll catch a cold especially if you have a weak immune system but Hudson will still scold you like calling you an "idiot" for being careless if you're being to stubborn to get help lmao.

Hudson will be the type of "Don't ask for my help if you're going to act like this for being stupid." but then he'll 100% look out and take care for you when you're not feeling well lol. He'll buy facemasks and your medicine for you to get better soon and he probably knows how to cook so you can rely on him when your sick and pretty much screwed up. And he will clean up the place once you're feeling better since he doesn't want to fell ill either, he has other businesses to do.

"You have a fever". "Wha-" "You have a fever". Hudson bitterly answered as you are tucked on the bed like a little toddler, pouting at your boyfriend's disappointed reaction as he sighs at you trying to pull out the puppy-eye card. Though you indeed look very cute, he still can't help but to cringe at you trying to calm down his nerves right now. "Don't act like this or I'll literally going to leave you here." he tries to tease threaten you while you pleaded him with that sparkly eyes and holding his hand with all of your strength despite feeling physically numb. "Wait! I'm just kidding!" you protested as you coughed because of your sore throat killing you right now. "Then why didn't you listened when I told you to get some rest. You could have passed out or something might happened even worse to you." he flicked your forehead gently making sure it won't hurt you, but you still reacted too much pretending it hurts just makes him laugh. You really are an idiot at times.

Hudson's probably a kuudere? It's no surprise if he's celebrating his victory inside when you hold his hand on your dates lmao. Now he'll get a bit overprotective of you even at the least problematic of things. It might not be obvious but he cares about you so much.

Eli Jang (Jang Hyun)

Overprotective dad = Overprotective boyfriend/husband. Now he has to multi-task to take care of you and Yenna (but Sally and Warren will help him out so it will make him more relieved).

This man would be worried af. I wouldn't be surprised if he scolded your ass once again. Since he's already stressed out with the crews, you getting sick just makes him anxious more. But don't worry too much Eli would not point the blame on you, but please you just got to be careful at times since he's mostly not available :(.

But Eli has more experience in taking care of his someone than the rest of the men in this list. He knows what medicine and food you should take/consume, he would keep an eye on you almost 24/7 and he would NOT let leave you on his bed unless if you need to use the rest room (you got to recharge your energy y'know). And it's no surprise that despite getting worried at times, he's always ready with situations like this. He already has the alcohol/hand sanitizers, cough syrups and face masks in his bag. This man is your personal nurse lmao.

"Y/N, what the hell are you doing?" he glared at you as you made eye contact with his heavy and tired ones while you get yourself a fresh cup of water. And him carrying Yenna while he cooks breakfast and him boiling water to get your tea ready. "Uh I was just-" "You could have called me when you need something. You're just exhausting yourself go back to bed." he scolded you as you sighed and went back to your bedroom with Sally checking your temperature with a thermometer. "Sooo, am I feeling better now?" you asked in a cheeky matter as Sally sighed and showed you the results. "Not really. You still need to rest a lot. Eli's been stressed lately so you got to feel better and do your best." she stated as the blonde strawberry-haired lady ruffled your hair to make you feel better before leaving. After minutes, heck even hours of being alone on the bed getting consumed by your own thoughts Eli is back with your food, tea and medications ready. "Food is here" "Oh um yeah. Let me just-" you were about to get up when Eli placed the food tray on the small table in your bedroom and helped you get up by placing your pillow properly to support your head and back. "Am I a burden?" you asked him with a hint of worrying in your voice. "What do you mean by that? Of course not." he stated as he sat down on the chair beside as you avoid eye contact. "You've been doing a lot for Hostel. You take care of me and Yenna, you study and fight your ass off, even getting hurt because of the Workers. You've been doing so much for us." you answered honestly making your boyfriend sigh. "I know. But I chose to and I'm doing this to protect our family, especially you and Yenna. It may be exhausting but you're not a burden to me. So don't overthink too much love."

10/10 Boyfriend (still mentally unstable, but he's still nice if it's not on the Hostel arc lol).

Warren Chae (Chae Won Seok)

Not the best caregiver but also not the worse?

But don't get me wrong Warren will still do his best when you got sick. Though he may or may not scold you a lot or he'll just sigh, witnessing your terrible state.

He'll be the type to forget that you're sick and order a box of your favorite fast-food even when you have stomach cramps/diarrhea because he cares about your cravings so much 😭. "Y/N! (I bought some) fried chicken!" you heard your boyfriend call out for you in a cheerful tone as he carries a box of freshly cooked chicken of your favorite brand along with other sweets and placing it on the wooden table. Sally can't help but to pout at him for being a bit forgetful at times. "Warren, didn't the doctor told you that she/he is not allowed to eat too much calories today?" "Yeah, didn't you remember that silly head?" you teased your boyfriend as he stands there dumb founded as his mind travels into different dimensions, he's just really stupid at times. "Wait wha- 👁️👄👁️. Oh shit, sorry I forgot to buy your medicine! Don't worry I'll come back here!" Trust me he'll look goofy af when he tries to run away bc he'll probably forget to bring his wallet with Sally screeching at the top of her lungs to get back since he doesn't have any money with him.

But the dedication in this man when he likes someone is actually really impressive. If he really cares, he'll make sure to give justice to his affection towards you. He'll stay up all night taking care of you even if it takes his own health at risk, he just wants to see you better.

I'm going to say that Warren is an overall a green flag most of the times. He may be somehow a bit dumb but he (along with Hudson ; I guess) are more emotionally well than the rest of the dudes in this list I guess (I'm literally roasting Eli and Johan at this point).

Johan Seong (Seong Yohan)

Also a kuudere like Hudson. Johan will call you a dumbass for getting sick in different languages at this point.

It might not be obvious, but he'll also be worried if his someone is not feeling well. It may look like that it's just a common cold but it reminds him of his mom. Now she's struggling with her eyesight and him seeing you trying your best to get better just makes him a bit sad at this point.

It can be a bit surprising, but Johan knows about this stuff. His mom used to work at her salon a lot, causing her to have back pains at times and he likes to help her out while he listens to her rambles about her day (this is kind of a bit too cute and sad for a headcannon). He may not initiate it often since he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, but the moment that it looks like you really need it he won't hesitate to help you out. "Does your shoulders hurt?" you heard your boyfriend ask you as you tried to rotate your shoulders to ease the pain. But considering how observative the brunette male is, he decided to ask you about it since it can be a bother when you're trying to study/work. "Yeah, would you mind?" "Oh, sure come here." >333 L:JD:LKJ:LAJKD. He'll also give advices to fix your posture so you wouldn't have to ask him for another remedial session especially when he's busy lmao. "Y/N I told you to not crouch when you're sitting. You're literally going to kill your spine at this point". he scolded you once again as he gently approached your shoulders and massage you. "Sorry love, I was just too focused on work/doing my homework I guess." "You just probably love my hands a bit too much..." "JOHAN!" (Johan on the outside: -_- Johan on the inside: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

He also knows about your medications and what you should eat. He would scold you like Eli if you move too much when you're dizzy while looking you with that dead ass eyes. "Dummyhead, go back to bed you're still sick -_-".

It may looks like that he's hating every inch of these moments with you together, but it can be a bit fun and stressful memory for him. Making him chuckle and tease you with those pretty eyes when he recalls about it.

#lookism x reader #lookism x y/n #lookism x you #lookism fic #eli jang x reader #warren chae x reader #johan seong x reader #hudson ahn x reader

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