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rusmii · 2 months

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[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄] 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐃'𝐬

beast!chuuya x fem!reader x beast!dazai

🧷.... sometimes, being obsessively infatuated with your bosses was okay!

A/N ° i need more bsd moots 😭💔 ngl i didn't like it.. i like the beginning, but the middle to end was erm.. this a bit freaky yawl🙏

C/WS ° w/c: 1.5k+++ | a bit of humiliation (reader wants to jump off a building), breach of privacy, unprofessional relationships, reader stutters a lot due to nervousness, sex by the book (readers personal fanfic of a 3way), implied no used protection, dazai likes getting cucked, p->v, voyeurism, clit stimulation, ball sucking & dazai tongue-rimming chuuya's hole (im not sorry), creampie, power dynamic, Chuuya is a bit mean :(, bickering in the middle of sex, DOM!SKK, SUB!READER, petnames, NOT PROOFREAD, ALL BANNERS/DIVIDERS MADE BY ME.

Walking through the double doors, you were met with your boss and his right-hand man staring right at you; waiting for you. The silence consumed the room when you heard the doors shut, cueing you to walk forward until you reached his desk — stopping to take a bow and greet them. "You called for me, sir?" You say, unsure on how to properly greet your superiors. With a flick of his hand, Dazai, the Mafia's boss, gestures for Chuuya, your boss, to do something.

A grumble left Chuuya's lips as he pushed his weight off the table he was leaning on. Walking over to where you were at, he suddenly has a grip on your arm and drags you with him to where Dazai sat at. "Chuuya~ Not too rough, she's a delicate little thing," He sighs, no sour note on his end. Chuuya clicks his tongue but decides against talking back — sitting you down onto Dazai's lap.

Confused, you wriggle in his lap. "Um.. - Sir...?" A quiet question came from you. You didn't want to say anything that'll upset the two men in the room, so you chose to sound neutral until you were given answers. A shuffle of sounds Chuuya made while rummaging inside the desks drawers dragged you back from your thoughts — a hand rested on your waist as Chuuya pulls out what seems to be a book.

"This seem familiar to ya, doll?" He waves the flimsy thing around. Its presence almost made you choke on air. "Where - How? - " — "Don't worry 'bout that." He cuts you off, opening your diary to the first few pages. Dazai laughs at his executives' reaction upon reading the contents of your not-so-secret thoughts anymore. "Naughty little minx has Chuuya in a gawk!" The soft rumble of his laugh caused you to feel like throwing yourself off the top of the Port Mafia's building.

Admist your embarrassment, you could hear Chuuya whistling. "Damn - boss, take a look at this!" He throws the diary to Dazai, who barely caught it. Not bothering to lift your hung head that laid low, you pick at your nail bed. Dazai rebalances himself, glancing at Chuuya's choppy smirk before reading the page for himself. A second later, and he's giggling to himself. "Oh my!~ Chuuya, our darling is so..!"

Cutting himself off, Dazai stifles a giggle. But despite that, Chuuya knew the ending to his sentence: compatible with us.

He snorts, "Yeah, she is." Chuuya then steps closer, folding over a bit so now that he's just above eye level with you. Using a gloved hand, he lifts your head by your chin — his fingers meshed on your chin. "Hmmm~ Whatever shall we do with our minx boss?" He rubs the corner of your lips, already guessing the bunch of scenarios in Dazai's mind. "Dunno! Shall we follow her guide ?" Dazai sneakily suggests.

Looking over your shoulder slightly, Dazai's slim smile told you that this was going to be your only opportunity at being this intimate with them — and like hell you were going to throw this overboard.

"Sweetheart, eyes down there," Chuuya reminds you. Adjusting your eyesight down to where it was supposed to be, Dazai's playful expression is the first thing you see — "Darling minx, needs to learn how to focus better!" He gave your clit a light tap. You flinched, not expecting for him to do that. Feeling the slight movement, Chuuya bit his lip to suppress a groan.

"Fuck - Dolly, don't squeeze me like that," he said. You relax your body, walls loosening up around his dick. "Sorry..." You apologize quietly, but a small suction around your clit made you release a strained moan. "Ah-nn!~" Chuuya's hands wrapped themselves around your waist, preventing you from squirming too much. "Geez - relax [Name]. Dazai, stop that shit it's my dick being squeezed, not yours," he snaps at the brunette.

Said brunette releases your clit from its stimulation, making you whine from the lost of contact. "Umm.." You wanted them to do something: anything, instead of just making you cockwarm Chuuya and watch your boss toy with different parts of your body. "Hm?" Dazai inquires, the tip of his index finger slipping around your pelvic area. Without saying anything, you bring their attention back to your diary. "Ne-next line.. Says for Person A to start instructing Person B to uh.. - " Hesitation bubbled up inside you.

Should you really be telling them what to do? To live out your dark fantasies was a dream already, a well-kept secret at that — but to think you were sitting here, naked from the bottom-up in front of your two superiors, all because they found your diary. Chuuya sighs, hips thrusting sharply as a way to get you to stop overthinking. "Uh oh, I did something without our boss's permission." He winks at Dazai, leaning forward so that his view of Dazai was more amicable.

Dazai doesn't get up from where he's kneeling. Instead, he grabs the diary from atop the desk, sliding it off the edge. His eyes scan the written text, a smirk widening as he does so. Coughing to clear his throat, he reads the next section out loud. "Person B is to listen to every command Person A instructs - Handling Person C with care as Person A takes care of the other two." He pauses midway.

"Chuuya," Dazai suddenly calls out for his executive. Chuuya raises a brow, using the arm rest to lean his elbow on. "I want you to bounce her very gently on your dick please!~" What sounded like a nice request was actually a command in plain sight. Not wasting a single second after that, Chuuya's hands made its way back around your waist, pushing you up to readjust both of your previous positions.

Before he continued, Chuuya rested his head on your shoulder. "Wanna back out while you still can?" He whispers into your ear. But what you heard was, 'Quit the game now before you can't pause midway.'

Shaking your head, you move your hips slowly, a clear direction of what your intentions truly were. A smile made its way on both of their faces, Dazai giving Chuuya a nod to continue what he was doing. Lifting you up slightly, Chuuya pushes his hips back into the chair before mushing his crotch against your ass. Grinding you slowly on his lap, Chuuya let's himself loose — a breathy moan hot against your nape.

"Good," Dazai commends. "Ah - my lovely subordinates are so good for me~" He giggles to himself, sitting back and watching as Chuuya's dick eases in and out of your entrance. The slippery gush of your arousal dirtying Chuuya's pants made Dazai's boxer strain a bit. Every spasm of your walls, each convulsion, and the tiny squirms that rotated your hips in movement had Chuuya gritting his teeth — it taking most of his will-power to power through the urge to get up and fold you I half.

"Neh~ Chuuya is such a good pup." Dazai says, irritating the poor man to his core. "Shut the fu-gnck up!" He moans frustrated by hearing his boss's voice. "Your shit talk is turning me off." That was a lie, and they both knew it. You moan, unbothered by their small bickering. "Ahn~ Ogh!~" You suddenly let out, surprising Chuuya. "Th-at! There!~ Please!~" You wriggle in his lap, attempting to find that spot he brushed over again.

Chuuya's hands stop you from moving much further, causing you to whine. "But I almost found it! It was right there! - " — "Quit your fuckin' whining, boss didn't say you can just move." He cuts you off, clicking his tongue in annoyance. "He ordered me to move, not you. So - " He stops, giving you a sharp thrust directly into your spot that made you gasp. " - Sit on my cock like a good girl and do as ordered."

You squeal, legs threatening to close, "Ug!~ HN!~ Yes s-ir~" Chuuya's dick rubbed along your spot as a response. The tender, raw feeling of being so intimately close to him had your cunt becoming more erotic by the second, and he could feel it. "Fuck~ - Shit she's dirty as hell," Chuuya moans, Dazai humming in agreement after seeing how wet Chuuya's thighs were.

For the next few minutes, it was absolute radio silence from them. Despite your constant moaning and mild movement from Chuuya — Dazai still hadn't taken any initiative. Well, until just now. "You two been at it for a while now, haven't you guys?" He asks, breaking the silence.

Observing the two sitting in front of him for a second, Dazai bends his knees so now that he's kneeling in front of your entrance. "Chuuya, spread her legs." Upon command, said male lifts your underside and held it in place — hips still rutting slowly. Now, with a clear view of Chuuya's slime coated dick, he moves his head in — planting a kiss on your clit before he dragged his tongue down from your slit all the way to the base of Chuuyas cock.

Chuuya shudders, his breath hitched as he stops all movement and stares at his boss wide-eyed. "What- What the hell was that for?!" Dazai doesn't give him answer, choosing to occupy his tongue with a mouth full of Chuuya's sack. He grunts, resuming with bouncing you on his dick.

You let out a breathy moan, air escaping your lung with each slap of skin contact you made with the ginger. He let's out small sighs of pleasure, not letting himself get too carried away with how good your pussy felt. "Fucking shit - 'Zai needa feel this one day," He snickers jokingly. "Oh, I will! Just letting 'Bella live out her little fantasies before we actually get her down good." His voice treads lightly in the room, Dazai's attention now fixated on your clit.

"Hm.. yeah, just like that. Hold her exactly as is," Dazai orders for his executive to keep the same grip he has on you now — expecting for him not to falter in strength. "Yes sir," he complies rather quickly, not objecting as he usually does. Still keeping up his slow pace, Chuuya feels your sudden shuffle on him: already assuming what his boss was doing.

"F-uck! Boss!~" Arching your back, you finally rest your head on Chuuya's collar line, a groan leaving his lips when he feels your walls spasm around his dick. "Damn it - Dazai - Shit!~" He throws his head back on the chair. "Sweets, ya' feel so good~" His head returns to its original position, a nip to your nape brings your cunt to convulse again.

"Doesn't she?" Dazai quips from beneath you, igniting another spark in the redhead. "Shut up, and keep doing whatever the hell you're doin' right now." — "Nu-ah-ah!~" Dazai cuts him off, now using his fingers to gently stimulate your clit as a replacement. "Good dogs don't bark at their owners, right kitty?" He asks you, a sloppy grin placed on his lips as he sees a short sighted scowl tug on Chuuya's.

Suddenly the mood was shifted — You could feel the high rising tension in the room, along with your slow approaching orgasm that was rising with every bump to your spot and clit. "Uhgn!~ I - 'M almost there! Sir, I'm cum- Gonna cum!~" — "Gawh!~ Chuuya, you hear that? Come on now, fasten your pace." Dazai cooes, slapping Chuuya's knee.

He grunts, biting back an insult. Moving your entire body so now that your ass was flushed right on his dick — Chuuya roughly thrusts up, then another came, and another. "OGHnn!!~" You threw your head back, the sudden change of treatment had your hips trembling in place. Dazai leans into your thighs, mimicking a train line of hickies and marks from your inner thighs to Chuuya's. As he lowers his head, he notices Chuuya's slightly lifted arse — taking this chance, he give his puckered hole a kiss before sticking out his tongue to trace along the rim.

A shot of pleasure shot up Chuuya's spine. Shifting midair, he feels Dazai grip his knees, and his tongue threatening to enter his hole. No words were exchange, Chuuya's priceless groans matched your moans. His cock already about to tip over the edge within the next few thrusts. As you were squealing both of their names, you felt Chuuya's grip on you tighten — his high pitched groan sending shivers all over your body as he shoots ropes of creamy white into your cunt, making you squeeze your walls and milk him for all he's worth.

Your eyes shut, legs straining into a stick when you feel Dazai rubbing your clit — Both him and Chuuya helping to get you to cum, despite Chuuya's slight overstimulation. "C'mon baby, you can do it," Chuuya says. His tinsy whines paired with Dazai's soft kisses and gentle cruzing finally made you break. White washes down your vision as your pussy uncontrollably spasms around the executives dick. He hisses, but still holds his composure, making sure that Dazai was able to get you off till the end.

"Oh fuck - geez, that's it hun. There she goes; good girl," Whispering from behind you, he watches mesmerized at the sight of Dazai's slobbered coated face. It takes him a minute, but Chuuya manages to slowly slip his dick out of you — his cum oozing out in a thick goop as soon as he drops you onto his lap to rest his arms. You lay limp on his chest, both of you breathing heavily from your intense orgasms.

Dazai hums contently at the view of both of his fucked out partners. Getting up, he grabs the discarded diary and read the remain of what was left on the page. He looks at Chuuya, who was staring at him awaiting his next orders while softly rubbing your stomach in a soothing manner.

haiii:3 can't believe i wrote this but here we are huh...

upcoming projects <3

ATTWR — n. chuuya x fem!reader series: chapter 1, PEACH FUZZ

vampire!dazai x fem!reader — forbidden love, angst, character death (unintended double suicide)

breeding hub event reqs <3

a brat tamer fyo hcs/or fic (still haven't decided)

a fyo fic for my lovely moot reverie <3

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onyourhyuck · 10 months

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LOWLIFE. | L.DH | PART 4

— Prologue: “It’s simple, Y/n.” He leans in his lips inches away from your face. “You don’t want to tell me the truth then we’ll have to go through this the hard way.” He smirks and pushed you even more against the wall. “Until you cry…” His voice was soft suddenly as if he was sweet talking you right now but you knew deep down he meant every word.

— Summary: Where your childhood enemy found your diary one day where you wrote all your dirty thoughts about Lee fucking Haechan.

— Genre: Smut. Dub-con. Stalker Haechan. Haechan’s the biggest red flag. Everything is consensual but it’s very dark here. Haechan’s very mean and he doesn’t care a lot. Hair pulling. Dominant Haechan. Pussy slapping. Overstimulation play. Degradation. Slight praise. Jealous and possessive Haechan. Y/n is a masochist. Haechan’s very much the sadist here. Mention of Jaehyun. Mention of Diary. Blackmailing.

— Notes: I am so sorry this took so long to publish. I am on holiday 😭 I have a lot of work to publish still oml.

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Its been weeks since you and Donghyuck made contact in any form. There was no life between the two of you. For some reason you couldn’t face Donghyuck not after what you guys did. Usually you would be okay the next with seeing Donghyuck pretending like nothing happened but not after this one. The situation that went in hand was something else. Not only did he get upset with you. He also said things that made you think a lot.

Made you realise that you might be in this one sided situation all along with feelings that are becoming unhealthy. Whenever your classes were mixing the both of you together neither of you spoke but it seems like you were avoiding him more than he was. At least he made some eye contact with you in some moments when he was talking to you, but you completely aired him and that could only cause him to be taken aback by your actions. Your presence usually was very much attached to him like a hard glue and now you’re a floating water who doesn’t even acknowledge him. What’s happened to you? Donghyuck was left becoming slightly confused and less by the minute he grew upset that you’re the one who’s ignoring him.

Everyone knows that Donghyuck was the one leading you on, even his two friends, Jeno and Jaemin knew he was simply using you. But now that you seem to have a mind of your own, you’re no longer under his command and control it seems like you broke out and you don’t want to have this one-sided thing anymore. Not even the diary makes you feel like you’re threatened by his blackmail. And so Donghyuck was the one feeling gruntingly attacked and frustrated by you and your actions.

It is ironic in a way, you were the one chasing him all those years trying to be his friend, trying to show your love and adoration for him and when he never gave a second thought about it, you disappeared from that view of being a crazy obsessed little girl now. You’re no longer that person, or at least you’re trying to move on from him and his toxic ways. Now Donghyuck feels compelled to chase you without a single thought running in that head of his. It made him think that perhaps he went too far with you? Maybe he did something you didn’t like and that leaves a sour taste and smell in his mouth just by thinking about that. He doesn’t even know why he was worried if he did something that you weren’t comfortable with.

It’s not like he cared before, so why should he care now? Donghyuck really wasn’t understanding himself and his stupid thoughts. He only had you on his brain nowadays ever since you keep on avoiding and dodging him wherever he goes. Even if he purposely tried to cross paths with you somehow, you turn your back to him and go the other way. What kind of person does that?

He feels some type of hatred for you, but not the hatred you’re thinking. He hates that you’re making him feel this many things he shouldn’t even be feeling. Was this guilt? Was this some sort of joke you’re doing this to him? He feels hurt. Donghyuck had never been the type of guy to feel bothered when he’s ignored he goes about his day and thinks it is what it is.

But when you’re doing this it’s difficult. He can’t move past this, so he wants to do something about it.

You’re listening to music as you’re walking past the school corridors now. You wore your usual school uniform and your hair was in a little low bun today. You could’ve be bothered doing a fancy hairstyle today and leaving it down wasn’t really fitting your mood right now so you decided to do an up do and just go about your day, move on, and as you’re listening to your playlist you go on the phone to press shuffle so another song can play on your headphones; as your fingers gently click the screen, you feel yourself bump shoulders with someone and your eyes widen as you look at the tall figure. He was handsomely dressed neatly and he looks very smart and kind. He had light coloured hair and pale skin, he looks like an upperclassman.

Your eyes widen ever so lightly realising you bumped into him and you grew embarrassed so you only bow your head ready to say something complicated because your voice was coming out like a stuttering mess. “I’m s-so sorry oh my god are you okay? You’re not hurt right…” your voice trails off at the end going quiet because you’re busy checking for any signs of injuries the older boy might have, but he lets out a soft chuckle and shakes his head.

You can’t change the feeling of being validated because the boy was asking how are you, he was quite bigger than you, and he was worried you might’ve broke your shoulder or something which he didn’t want happening.

“It’s okay, no worries, really.” He said and then looks at you up and down checking your body from just a little moment to check for any injuries too. “You’re not hurt right? I can take you to the nurse infirmary if you’d like.” He offers gently and you can’t help but smile ear to ear. No one has ever been this kind to you and even offered to take you to the nurse to get you checked out. He seems very polite— and gentlemen like. You somehow feel your heart skipping many beats at the handsome boy.

The boy can’t help but feel like your smile was surpassingly cute. You seem like a young innocent girl who doesn’t have many friends but he liked that considering you were so kind and emphatic. He likes your attitude especially how kindly you’re giving your time to check on him too.

You look down at your body and give him a soft approving nod. “I’m fine. Good as new still.” You tell him and he was quite happy about that. “What’s your name? I don’t think I’ve recognised you.” He was a senior so it’s quite known for him to know other juniors in the school however he has never ran into you and that’s probably because you prefer being a shadow. You don’t really like speaking to people in school, unless you have to. You don’t really like interacting if you’re being honest.

You’re always the quiet girl and you don’t mind that. You prefer it being that way since it’s easier to be quiet than to deal with people all the time. You learned that the hard way. Nonetheless Jaehyun seems pretty cool and you can’t help but feel yourself introducing to him.

“Y/n. I’m in Class 3E…” You murmur as you turn your eyes around the class door number in the distance and Jaehyun lets out a soft ‘ahhh’ as he now knows you’re a junior. His junior more like. “It’s nice to meet you Y/n. You’ve got a pretty name. I’m Jung Jaehyun.” His hand comes forward and you stare at it for a moment and you can’t help but smile if anything you were smitten over Jaehyun’s friendly demure he makes you feel safe.

And it certainly boosted up your low and tired mood. You shake his hand softly and then the hands let go unattaching themselves as they share a momentarily contact. Jaehyun smiles. “Y/n do you want to exchange socials? I think we get along quite well.” He beams and your face grew red with blush.

He wants to exchange your socials? He really said he wants to get to know you more and you’re just so bewildered. No one has ever asked for your socials before.

“I- oh yes okay, we can exchange socials I’d love to.” You say to him quickly as he was waiting for your time you seemed to be dazed in a way and he found that pausing reaction to be the cutest. So now your socials were exchanged when Jaehyun added your account and he smiles proudly. He was glad you wanted to give him your hand.

It just makes his heart ponder. You were very cute and you seem quite friendly and upbeat. Not many juniors he meets are like you. So he thought this might be fate he bumped into you today. You really cheered up his mood a lot.

And he cheered up your mood too it seems.

From the far on end distance would stand Donghyuck with a very glaring and dark expression almost like a dark cloud was over his head raining down on him and striking a blighted lighting down angrily. Hands tucked in front pockets as you and Jaehyun were walking now side by side and speaking. The way he hears your echoing laugh really bugs him and he wants to make it stop. Why was this bothering him so much more? He can understand you if you’re ignoring him and not speaking to anyone but if you’re ignoring him and now SPEAKING to someone he feels completely burned down like he was on fire, bathing in his anger.

Jaemin whistles as he knew his friends was enraged to the fullest and he enjoys seeing Donghyuck so upset. He told him before, that you were a keeper and you were only going to keep attracting men towards yourself. Because let’s be honest here, Jaemin and the other boys found you extremely pretty but you’re also very rare. You look innocent, you have this very doe-like energy about you, but deep down you’re nothing like that and that’s exactly what makes people like them so interested in you. They like that you’re coming out with two different sides to yourself.

He sighs patting Donghyuck’s shoulder. “Wow you got dumped by your pet.” The boy glared at his friend and slapped his hand away. “I didn’t get dumped.” He retorts back with a emphasised hiss. “She will come back crying to me. Watch her do that.” He said trying to be convincing but now it’s been a few days almost a week since you’ve been avoiding him; Jaemin and Jeno were really set on the idea that you’re not gonna come back anytime soon.

However his friends would not mention anything back and instead let Donghyuck huff in his own anger boiling over like an overflowing bathtub full of scorching water. He feels so much pressure in his head the fact you’re speaking to other guys as well now but you’re not speaking to him? It just hurts him knowing you’re not in his control and now all he wants is to have you back, being devoted to him.

“I will make you regret this Y/n.” He told himself. He vows to make you come back on your knees begging for forgiveness to spare you some if he can find any.

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You’re walking down the street not doing particularly much except being on your phone scrolling. You press on the Spotify icon and play your playlist that you spend your dedicated time making for yourself whenever you leave the house or go to school. You can’t go anywhere without listening to music, it’s like your life is based on around this playlist everywhere you go now and you’re not complaining. You have quite good music taste. Nonetheless you now make your way looking over the streets seeing cars driving past. It seems to be a traffic today. It’s raining quite badly too, it’s been gloomy these past days, you can’t help but think it’s to do with your mood too. Because now the weather is depressed and ever since you stopped communicating with Donghyuck, avoiding him at all costs, the weather goes sour. You try not to paint these coincidences to your situation. It might make you even more hung up on the idea that your silent treatment is too far. But you can’t just ignore what he said to you.

The words haunt you forever, even till now this day every night you’re hearing him repeat it to you like a religious mantra you couldn’t push out your brain. “You’re nothing but entertainment for me you do know that? The only reason I’m keeping you around is for your body.” He said those words to you, those horrible words that share nothing but your grief and your own one sided thoughts out down the drain. You wouldn’t believe him at first but you cannot shake the feeling these words have you.

You try your best to move on. But it’s like half of his heart is yours nowadays you feel not alive without him. You try to tell yourself time is the best healer, you need time apart, you need to move on and forget him already.

At least that’s your plan.

You break your own thoughts overtaking your reality and when you bring yourself forward snapping out of all overthinking you do you realise a car honking at you all this time. You look at them with a nervous apologetic smile and cross the road. They seemed quite upset with you, you didn’t realise they were making time to have you cross over, you got stuck in your own head: again. You want to sigh how much your own thoughts were drugged by this situation. You try not to think anymore. It’s bad enough that you stood there keeping a car waiting for you to snap back to the real moment.

Crossed over now, you walk down the another long road leading the neighbourhood opening. You see a bunch of houses similar to yours. The neighbourhood is quite similar in all designs the house provide. You couldn’t help but shake the feeling of the rain dropping down on your forehead now, against your glasses. You curse and take your glasses off wiping the water droppings by the hem of your sweater. “Great it’s raining…” you mutter at the horrible weather. You decide to put your bag over your head and start walking in the rain. Your school uniform wasn’t warm enough for this bad weather.

It’s meant to be near-summer why is it so rainy? You beg the rain stops but it seems to be getting worse now and you couldn’t help but wonder if this was some sort of accident happening to you. You listen to the heavy racket the rain makes against your cute leather backpack you bring to school, it was heavy and it starts to rattle like a glass on top of a washing machine when it’s washing a bunch of clothes in circulation.

The wind was blowing hard working with the ridiculous weather conditions. You swore the forecast is never correct. You start to think there is no point watching it if it is never correct about the weather throughout the day.

The downpour was so heavy that to be caught by surprise by it meant being drenched to the skin. Soaking every fabric to the skin like it was a piece parting of your body. Every droplet of water coming down on your beautiful hair submerges to your roots, wetting it, curling every strand of hair up. The gravity was thick and the petrichor smell of the rain surrounding the trees and the flowers fills your nostrils like the heavenly earth filling the air. The weather was a rollercoaster you couldn’t ride without the risk of becoming drowned into the ocean like a tsunami engulfs everything in the same way. It was so bad that you have no choice but to continue walking and accept this weather to your forsaken day and deal with it. You had to suck it up, and pray you don’t get sick in the process. You can’t help but admire how the cars driving on the road wipe the windowsill while they drive, or the houses getting wet and dirty by the heavy rainstorm.

The eerie feeling brushes down your spine. It’s like someone was watching you now that you made your way further you see your house nearby but now the, the moment your hips turn round to your side of the neighbourhood you live at. You feel two pairs of eyes on you. It was a weird thought that ran to your head. Why do you feel like you’re being followed?

It might be your paranoia, because it’s raining, today was a bad day. You feel quite gloomy too.

But the feeling was too strong to ignore. You turn around and look around the distance. You see zero people and a few cars driving past the road down. You don’t see anyone, but you swore you felt someone behind you watching you specifically. Maybe you felt like you were followed from the start but now you’re starting to grasp that.

You feel your throat going dry. “It’s probably nothing…” you whisper checking around with your eyes again just to out some reassurance to yourself.

Your feet turn around the heels and now your eyes widen as you were met with a dark gaze, a taller boy towering over you completely and you feel your skin growing deathly pale. Why have your legs gone completely numb at the sight of the boy you dread and love at the same time? Why was your brain half flight have fight? And why was your lips open wide but nothing coming out?

It turns out the creepy feeling of being stalked wasn’t so untrue afterall. You were followed all along by Donghyuck. From the moment school has ended he’s been travelling in your shadows and you were a fool to not even realise until your eyes took the surroundings in. Donghyuck knew you wouldn’t be able to notice him because of your earbuds in and that music of yours kept you busy for half a while. It’s a shame though, your priceless reaction wasn’t enough for him. Usually your silence was something he encourages.

But not today. Today he wants to hear you very much scream.

Donghyuck standing with a dark hood up covering most of his face but from where you stood and where your height was at you could see the dark grey cold eyes of his gazing into yours like it was your last warning. You might need a miracle to escape him now, you think to yourself. The feeling of your stomach turning and getting a cramp drags your senses to heighten maximum. He leans down whispering, crowing at your dumbfounded eyes and mouth wide agape like you were so shocked to see him standing right there in front of you. “What’s wrong Specs, got no where to run off to now?” Donghyuck mocks you down right back to your knees.

Your eyebrows rose at each insult he throws at you and you fiddle with your fingertips, the heavy rain covers your palms that dropped to your sides and your feet stopped working. You try to make yourself run, you try to do anything but you couldn’t do anything even if you tried your body stopped functioning. You wonder if it’s fear or if it’s excitement.

“D-Donghyuck… what are you… did you follow me h-here?” You want to curse. You want to be told to get your shit together but you can’t.

The sound of your voice aroused Donghyuck with the most intense and propounding cruelty to do to you. It’s the way your sweet voice breaks half way each word. You drag on your words at emphasis of your own fear he injects inside your body. Donghyuck very much loves the effect he has on you by just standing in front of your eye sight view. He wonders, if you get so stuck by watching him, what will you be like when he gets his hands on you finally after so freaking long?

You’ve been ignoring him for too long. Donghyuck wants to teach you a lesson on what happens when you ignore him. And it’s not going to be a very kind lesson. He ran out of kindness for you a while ago. “Clever girl.” He said, even though it’s a praise, it was a condescending comment that wasn’t a true meaningful compliment to you. Donghyuck trails forward grabbing your wrist that’s soaking with the rain, letting drops of rain on the ground by your cold and red fingertips. He spoke with a devilish smile. “I believe we have things to discuss, Y/n.”

You’re about to protest but the minute he saw you getting ready to say many things along the lines of saying no to him he just starts dragging you without giving you any chance to reject this moment away. Donghyuck can’t handle another moment of you ignoring him and he’s about to show you why you can’t do this to him. He was meant to be the sole reason of your affection and obsession, and he won’t let some stupid senior in upper class take that away from him.

You are meant to be his and only his. Donghyuck doesn’t like sharing what is his with someone who be doesn’t like. And even if he liked Jaehyun a little bit he wouldn’t of given you to someone like him anyways.

Usually Donghyuck wouldn’t be like this with you. He could care less about who you get and speak with. But now it’s different. Something within him changed and the boy was no longer something you could understand, he can’t even understand himself. You found yourself getting pushed inside Donghyuck’s front door to his house which wasn’t too far away from your neighbourhood. Either way you didn’t want to be in his house. The last time you were here you did things you want to forget. It just makes your stomach remember the things you guy do. The things he did to your body which is hard to forget.

You turn to the door that shut when he walks inside closing it behind. You gulp taking a step backwards. The both of you are soaked from your head to toes. Donghyuck can see your wet eyelashes, he found them more beautiful than before, and it was angering him that he was admiring your face that he couldn’t even see due to you ignoring him so long. It felt like a relief washed over his body when he finally saw your face. He found it more beautiful than last time. Maybe you were always this beautiful, but he never quite took notice until now.

And it’s killing him. He’s viewing you differently.

Donghyuck doesn’t understand where it all changed. When it all changed. Why it all changed.

“Donghyuck I don’t want to… I don’t want to speak to you.” You finally tell him when the courage in your heart and body was found. You’re even surprised you have the guts to tell Donghyuck this. What surprised you even more is that the boy wasn’t responding. Was he admiring you? You thought it was strange how quiet he is while facing you with a different pair of eyes watching you from another point of view low. You can’t help and shake this weird change.

Nonetheless you were now pressed against a wall with your wet clothes. The school backpack belonging to you fell somewhere on the ground. It was wet, every part of you was wet actually and his face shivering from how cold your bodies were when the rain was pouring down outside on you. “I think you’re lying Y/n.” Donghyuck spoke in a very low but soft voice as his hand caressed down your jawline and to your chin. You pull your face away trying to escape all those little touches he does to try and hypnotise you.

You feel his hot breath and low voice so irresistible to you that it is hard to ignore. You’re surprised you have even this much restrain in yourself because you feel quite weak whenever it comes to him. Even Donghyuck was now amused by your response. It is very different now. He’s enjoying your playing hard to get persona now.

He smirks seeing you completely dodge the touch his hands made against your soft beautiful skin on your face. “You don’t need to lie to me… let’s stop this push and pull game alright, before it gets messy.” He warns you deeply now.

Although Donghyuck was using his sweet voice on you. You feel so crushed by this and you narrow your eyes at the boy in front of you. He was like a shadow in front of you. So unpredictable. So untouchable and absolutely maddening to you and your self consciousness.

He poisons you and every right decision. He makes you do the wrong choices but they feel so right all the time. You can’t shake this feeling when you’re feeling your cherish able heart beat to every thing Donghyuck does to you. It’s like your heart feels so much more alive, when you are around him.

You feel your teeth stick together as you spoke out to him once again, you heard him say this, that you’re lying about not wanting to speak to him. He wasn’t wrong. But you can’t do this cycle with him, the words he said to you haunt the back of your mind up until now. “I am not lying, Donghyuck, I don’t want to speak to you.” You tell the boy in front of you. Donghyuck let’s out a quiet low snicker. “Oh yeah?” He said leaning down to your face. He can see a reflection of himself become enlarge in your wet glasses.

He gentle smirks. He found this new side of you to be quite entertaining. Donghyuck can’t help but think he’s going to have fun getting the truth out of you now. “I guess we will be here for a while now.” You heard him suggest.

“What?” Your innocent voice lets out quietly in the silence and dark hallway as your back is pressing on like a cement statue browsing on the wall against it while Donghyuck is a towering figure watching you with his glowing enticing eyes. Watching like a predator found a new sign of prey they cannot let go off. He finally found you again all to himself — he won’t stop now. Not now that you’re looking so beautiful with your fearful expression he sees while your glasses and your wet curls are there enchanting him. He must say he was a fool for not realising how pretty you look now.

It seems like you are confused. Donghyuck’s voice trails like an incoming train ready to take a roll ahead on the railway tracks ahead. It hit you like a hard brick when he goes to explain exactly the tiny little steps he will do now. “It’s simple, Y/n.” He leans in his lips inches away from your face. “You don’t want to tell me the truth then we’ll have to go through this the hard way.” He smirks and pushed you even more against the wall. “Until you cry…” His voice was soft suddenly as if he was sweet talking you right now but you knew deep down he meant every word.

You held your breath in when Donghyuck engulfs you into a passionate kiss that seems so loving at first. You were shocked he could kiss you in such a way. He was possible of kissing and treating you so nicely even if it was for a moment you feel yourself forgetting this was Donghyuck with the way he kissed you. When your lips touched his it felt so foreign. He made sure to take his time with you but at the same time there was hints of impatience and quickness. It was sweet, but dangerous at the same time. It’s like he wants your love, he was your love on him and only him. But you couldn’t help yourself but lean your head against the wall as Donghyuck’s hands brace themselves on your jawline holding it. The thumbs on the side press on your cheeks opening your mouth a little more access so he can slip inside his hungry tongue, ready to explore you in another hundred different ways.

Your thoughts all consist of many things such as: ‘This isn’t Donghyuck,’ or ‘Who was this boy?’ And you wonder the same thing. Donghyuck seems like a different person now and the mayhems he was brewing were over the top of the kiss when he pressed in deeply against your lips now. He made sure to kiss you so deeply your breath was sucked out of your body and you were feeling weak enough for your knees to tremble where you stood pressed latching on the wall that he made you go on. Donghyuck closed his eyes tight savouring his lips on yours. It was like a longing for him.

He loves hearing your little moans when he starts to lower his lips on your bottom lip pulling it apart lightly and then sucking on the exposed skin. He leaves a reddish love bite on it when the process was over and you groan closing your eyes as your head leans back against the wall. Donghyuck shifts the attention away from your mouth and now on your neck. The smell of your curly wet hair reminds him of the earthly rain outside, he didn’t hate it on you, the petrichor smell. Donghyuck’s tongue crawls down your skin on your neck, pressing wet kisses on it now. You feel your entire body going into a frenzy of shivers and pleasure. “Tell me you want more?” Donghyuck smirks as he still keeps his goal in mind.

You clench your eyes tight. “No.” You firmly told and Donghyuck smirks liking that you didn’t give in at all. Usually you wouldn’t waste a moment. But now you, you weren’t head over heels rushing in completely to him. Donghyuck was left thinking if you were doing this because of that senior earlier, Jaehyun, it fills him with some bad vibes from you. It would be a problem if you fell for someone that wasn’t him.

“Why?” He croaks against your neck now as he lifts his head up facing you with a dark glare. “Why, Y/n?” He asked once again with a snarl. You furrow your eyebrows, as you remember what happened the last time. You had the urge to tell him.

But you couldn’t bring yourself to explain why. You wonder if he would even care about it. And so you would rather stay with your own thoughts and not put the energy and effort to tell Donghyuck.

Donghyuck heard your lack of response and so, he starts to make scenarios up. He will know by your reactions if it was true or not anyways. He can read you like an open book when he catches you red handed. “It’s because of that senior isn’t it?” He comes closer to your face. “Jaehyun, right?” Your eyes brush against his now that he came closer saying Jaehyun’s name.

You furrow at the words as you’re now realising that Donghyuck was jealous. You couldn’t believe it. He was. Someone who would never be jealous was now jealous when it came to you and it sends your heart into some sort of pride overload.

“You’re jealous?” You say back with your eyebrows moving up on your forehead. Donghyuck glares at you. “I am not.” He said gritting his teeth at you. You push back with your words now. “You are. How did you know Jaehyun and I are friends?” You blurt out and Donghyuck looks down at you pulling on your hair gently, he tugs it and moves you around on the wall.

“I saw you.” He said simply and you grunt against the hair pull letting out a soft wince. You look up at Donghyuck, he was jealous, you saw it when his eyes tremble as you questioned him earlier. “You’re getting too comfortable thinking you can do and say what you want, Y/n, i would never get jealous.” He grits his teeth once again. “And even if I did get jealous, I have every right to.” He said brushing the free hand against your cheek. “Because you’re mine, no one else’s.” He seers in a rather greedy way. You never seen him like this before.

It didn’t take a moment for Donghyuck to lift your skirt. Instead of taking all your clothes he only rolled up your skirt taking a look at your black panties and he smirks watching your cheeks go red as he looks up at your eyes. He brushed over his hand. The clothed clit touching the very thin fingertips and you let out a little bit of a wince and a nudge. He saw you react quite well and he happens to enjoy seeing the struggling expression when he cups your area again now fully. “This pussy is mine, not Jaehyun’s, Y/n.” He reminds you again as he slips off your panties. You weren’t even aware of how cold you are when the fabric leaves your body dripping to your ankles and the way his cold fingers insert themselves to your insides so well — it shocks you deeply.

“Cold… cold…! Donghyuck.” You yelp and he saw your eyes widen. Donghyuck’s eyes up watching them dilate when he pushed the fingers of his within your walls as he smirks ear to ear. The movements became frequent leaving your soaking walls to squeeze and squeak. Donghyuck is loving the sounds you make, similar to ocean waves, they go back and forth in his control movements. He likes being in charge of your body, a lot more than you realise. You’re against the wall with your leg up on the side as you’re getting your walls pressed and stretched out, you’re loving how he feels so deep within you. The idea of his cock being this deep or even more drives you insane. He whispers. “Admit it. You wanted me to come to you like this.”

“L-like what? Admit what.” You said back between your voices changing the sounds as the way you’re being used against the walls like this. It strikes your body with many different layers of emotions you cannot process all at once. Donghyuck smirks as he slowly leans in, keeping the two fingers now deeply buried in your cunt wet dropping like strings of thin and thick slime. He watches your juices fall down resembling the heavy rain outside on his fingers and down your thighs and the floor in his house. “Admit that you wanted me to reach out to you and speak to you first. Admit that you wanted me to get jealous when you spoke to Jaehyun today.” He stares into your eyes deeply serious. He spoke with full attention on you. He darkly slants to you. “Admit you wanted me to say sorry first, Y/n.”

Your body reacts to each syllable and words he spoke to you before your voice and mouth could even answer Donghyuck. Your walls clench and your juices pour out making his eyes go darker shades of brown as he watches the sight of light happen in front of him. He can’t help but think to himself that he will never ever get tired of seeing you orgasm so much over his hand like this. As you orgasmed you held in your last bit and Donghyuck smirks seeing you try to shorten your orgasm as it’s become too much all at once. The boy brushed his hand and slaps the top of your swollen clit. Your pussy flinches in the process and your orgasm snaps fully and you release entirely now that he slaps your pussy for a good two seconds. It didn’t take long for you to let go fully.

You murmur out in broken moans in all desperation now as he slaps your centre completely down below you shake. “Y-yes! I admit it! I- I wanted you to say sorry… a-and i wanted you to approach me…” you let out a sigh as he stops taking another glance at your reddish cheeks and your eyes full of overflowing pleasure, he smirks again, leaning in. “And?” He adds softly in a dark powerful and controlling tone.

Your eyes trembling meet his. “And… I wanted you to get jealous…” you admit softly as you look down at the mess you made on his hands. Donghyuck tauntingly pressed his fingers against your mouth making you taste yourself on your own face. “Clever girl.” He praised you once again. “So you do know how to listen after all…” he trails carefully at you.

“Legs up sweetheart. I’m not done with you yet.” Donghyuck goes grabbing your legs and needing you to cooperate you do exactly that weakly pushing yourself more on the wall and wrapping your legs round the waist. He unbuckled the clothes down to his ankles and looks down as his long harden length coming out instantly, springs up, your eyes focus on the way his tip getting sucked inside your wall makes you groan by how you’re watching him enter you so well. You never knew you could get returned to such a pleasuring moment. You told yourself you won’t do this again. But you lied and now you won’t even listen to your previous statements because you’re enjoying the way Donghyuck was rutting inside you like you’re nothing but something to be used of his own pleasures. He treats you with so much roughness but at the same time, something was different.

He was more possessive of you now. He was much more sweet about this too. He took his time with you here and you feel yourself getting overstimulated the more this continues. He held your hands against the wall as he rocks to your inner core. Your eye contact was made multiple times he even dazed into your eyes only to lean in to give you a deeply pleasing kiss. You weren’t sure what made him so much more expressive in this moment. He wouldn’t even express himself before, but now?

The more this went on Donghyuck wanted to hear specific words coming from your own mouth with your very own voice. He looks at you getting close to your climax and he was coming close too however he didn’t care about his own orgasm for once.

For once he cares about what you’re going to say when he suddenly stops moving and your orgasm was ticking at the door. You were literally itching to orgasm and you let out a frustrated sigh when your eyes faze over at Donghyuck.

You were confused as to why he stopped to torture you. Donghyuck stares deeply and your confusion was cleared up when he speaks now, revealing what exactly he wants from you.

“Maybe you should call Jaehyun to help you cum.” Donghyuck adds in a mean tone.

Your eyes widen at such a beckoning demanding answer he gave you. You panic and see him pulling back but your legs wrapped around his waist stop him from being able to leave your body completely alone. You grab his clothes with your hands now desperately shaking your head as you look like you’re about to cry.

He was glad to see this reaction. Tears. He always loved seeing you cry because of him, and it makes him proud.

Donghyuck laughs seeing your reaction a little darkly. “Why are you crying, Y/n? Do you feel what I felt now when i saw you and Jaehyun speaking but you refused to talk to me for so long?” He mockingly said to you and you close your eyes tightly as the tears fell down your cheeks. “I-I’m sorry please, please don’t leave me here, I want to cum so bad I wanna cum.” You blabber on so much he can see you’re losing your mind in the process.

“Tell me why you ignored me.” Donghyuck darkly asked you once again as he brushed his fingers around your body. You are so itching for your orgasm you can’t even get it anymore because he won’t move until you answer his questions.

You huff out. “Because this whole thing is one sided. You might think I’m just crazy obsessed with you but I love you…”

It feels weird to say it out loud. You never really said the three words to him before. The simple word ‘I love you’ is pretty much a new thing to him and you now and when you said those, Donghyuck’s eyes widen and lit up as he watches you.

“You love me?” Donghyuck treads carefully against your neck planting a few kisses on your skin. They cause you to shudder a little wave of electricity down your spine. “Oh Y/n… you think this is one sided?” He laughs a little now.

He brought his face and held your hands on your hips now pushing you deeper in causing you to let out a longevity of your moan echoing through the walls. Enough to even make his neighbours hear your cries and your moans mixing together like a heavenly carpet tapestry on the wall.

“There’s nothing one-sided about this in the beginning.” Donghyuck begins, now forcing a thrust inside you once. “Wanna know why?” He croaks with a little groan. You murmur a silent sigh into your palm as your eyes widen watching the ceiling get bigger with the first long thrust he gave inside. “Because I loved you first, from the very beginning since we were children, and when I left you…” He smirks watching your eyes widen in confusion as he reveals that all along he’s loved you, but then he left you alone so suddenly when he realised he loved you. You couldn’t shake that imagination anymore and you shake your head not believing him.

Donghyuck grins satisfied by your respond. “Not believing me?” He says with a short smirk. “Why do you think i’m here apologising for my actions here?” He stated and you open your mouth with a pant as he keep on thrusting your body into the wall you are pressed upon. “Y-you… loved me all along?” You said with shock running on your voice, wild and confused.

The bodies you pressed one another your orgasm snaps at the end and he can feel your juices pour around his cock pushing inside your pussy. He feels himself releasing now from his twitching tip all the muscles contract and he feels a long groan stringing out by his beautiful honey voice. He pressed his head against your shoulder grabbing your hips right as Donghyuck was dizzy from the large orgasm you made him get. Your body feels so amazing it creates a side effect for him.

“Y/n…” Donghyuck begins with a soft sigh. He pants as he raised his head up meeting yours again. “I’ll ask you once again, only one last time.” He says watching you with a pair of softer eyes.

You focus your all efforts on your eyes watching him with a clear vision. Donghyuck sees you are listening now and he clears his mind as he asked the final question.

“Do you still love a Lowlife like me?”

You see him waiting for your answer as if his life depends on it and now you give him a slow nod. You didn’t change your mind on Donghyuck, and now that he even reveals he left you because of his deep feelings for you, it makes your heart flutter. He was horrible all along to make sure you never knew how he feels. But little further in the end he was the one falling for you even more.

“Yes…” you say with your voice. Donghyuck’s ears perk up as you answer him vocally too and he leans closer kissing your lips only for a short moment before pulling away. He held on to your thighs you wrapped around his body.

He loves the taste of you, who seems to be a biggest Lowlife he knows now, for loving him all along too.

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babygorewhore · 10 months

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Texting The Evan’s. Fluffy edition. They’re clingy.

I love this series!!! Lemme know what other scenarios you wanna see! Warnings! NONE! Pure fluff.

Tate Langdon.

“I can’t believe you’re going out. What about all the board games we could play. I would even let you win at scrabble.”

“Babe. It’s just for an hour. You’ll be okay.”

“Fine. I’ll keep your side of the bed warm as you forget about me.”

“Tate I’m not going to forget about you.”

“I bet you already have…I miss your hugs.”

“TATE!”

Kit walker.

“Baby, how much longer are you going to be out with your friends?”

“Mmm. I probably won’t get home until midnight. Maybe later.”

“But what about us watching The vampire diaries? We’re just about to meet Klaus. 🥺”

“I thought you didn’t like that show.”

“I DONT! I just watch it because you like it…”

“Okay. Well. I guess I’ll have to watch Damon all by myself…”

“What, no!”

Kyle Spencer.

“🥺”

“Aw. Why are you sad, baby?”

“Miss you.”

“I miss you too. I’ll be home soon, okay?”

“💕🤤🥺😭😂😵🥲😵😢😍🙏🏼👀💕🤤🌹”

“Kyle. Use your words, sweetie.”

“💀”

Jimmy Darling.

“Sugar, when you coming to see me? I missed you at the show.”

“I know, I’m sorry Jimmy. I got super busy at work. I won’t be done for at least two hours.”

“Two hours? I’ll die without you.”

“No, you won’t. You’ll be okay, baby.”

“Look…I’m already halfway in the ground.”

“What’s going to help you?”

“Kissing you?”

Kai Anderson.

“So. When are you coming back?”

“I’ll be home in three hours.”

“Make it two.”

“Why? You miss me or something?”

“Obviously not. But I’m just sitting in the basement. Everyone is gone. Just wondering…”

“Sure.”

“OKAY FINE. I MISS YOU. ARE YOU HAPPY?”

“A little.”

“Fuck you.”

“Awww. You’re so sweet 🥹”

“Yeah yeah…”

James Patrick March.

“Dearest, I must inquire when you’re going to return to the Cortez. I’m alone here with a drink. Only dreaming of your presence joining me.”

“Oh, James. I miss you too. But my mother isn’t finished visiting me.”

“I suppose I must allow this visit. But I can never seem to let you go.”

“Awww. You love me!”

“More than the stars, the moon and the galaxy, my little fox. I’ll be waiting for you.”

@howtobesasha

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skywalkerbae · 1 year

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Can you do a smut with Xavier thorpe?

basically they are best friends to lovers, one day she catches him masterbating to a photo of her and you can imagine the rest 😭

I love this, I love you-- I decided to put it in the shed and the reader is feminine bc I don’t write for male reader (sorry)

I do not support percy, I no longer write for Xavier.

Okay so I imagine the reader teasing him about it but then he puts her in her place which leads to yk (btw I'm in class so this might not be the best)

warnings: bad writing (ofc), SMUT so if not comfortable with it please dni, use of pet names, fingering

You were cold and tired but still enthusiastic about seeing him, you knew you were a bit early (1 hour early) but you couldn't wait another minute to see him and you were falling asleep.

You were close you could see the lights from the shed which meant he was already there as you came closer to the shed you could hear faint groaning, you started walking faster. What if he was hurt? You needed to know you were in front of the shed before you could open the door you heard something interesting, "fuck just like that y/n" you looked through the window to find Xavier with his hand stroking up and down his length.

He was masturbating while saying your name?

You and Xavier were close and I mean you had the biggest crush on him but you never thought he could ever like you back. Another moan interrupted your thoughts you looked back at him to see his other hand holding a phone. You could barely see the photo but you saw a glimpse of it and it looked like one of the photos you had sent him when you were trying on new clothes, skirts. You stand there frozen, you don’t know what to do. So you go with your instinct and you open the door, a loud creak erupts, Xavier jumps and hurries to cover his dick.

“What the fuck y/n, why are you here so early.” You struggle to find words “I wanted to see you” he scoffs “how much did you see” “not much, just you jerking off to a picture of me in a skirt” you say casually, he blushes and tries to speak before you cut him off “come on Xavi don’t be shy-” he cuts you off by smashing his lips onto yours, his lips were soft, he was eager and a bit harsh. You could feel his hand on your neck pulling you closer. Your tongues fighting for dominance and of course he took full control. He breaks the kiss (more like make-out shesh) to say “who the fuck do you think you are, i’ve seen the things you write in your diary about how you want me to fuck you, is that what you want me to do, you want me to fuck that needy little hole of yours” you whimper at his words “fucking pathetic” he says walking towards you, you back up at his action, not because you were scared just as an instinct. “Are you scared of me?” “No just...” you hit your back on his desk before you could finish your sentence. “Sit” you obey and sit on the desk “spread your legs sweetheart” you do as your told and you spread your legs enough so he can squeeze in between them “good girl” he says as he places a hand on your thigh, squeezing the flesh he moves his hand higher until he reaches your heat.

You gasp as his hand touches your clit, he continues to drag his finger along your slit, you moan quietly at the feeling of his cold fingers on your cunt. "What do you want me to do" he says in a teasing manner "Touch me" you say whining "I am touching you?" He says with a pout "Please just so something anythi-" you get cut off by one of his fingers entering you in an instant "were you saying something?" He says in a mocking tone, you can't even find the words to respond at his snarky remark you just focus on the way his slim fingers are going in and out of your pussy. "Can't talk that's a shame" he says as he pulls his fingers out of your cunt and sucks them clean "you taste so good sweetheart" "Xavi please I just want your fingers please I'm begging you" he backs away and you think he's just gonna continue teasing until you hear the zipper of his pants and him shuffling to get his boxers off "I'll give you something better than my fingers" he says as he aligns his cock up your entrance.

I'm being mean ik but this is all I got for you guys, sorry this took so long <33 Send me more asks I love doing this

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#xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe smut #percy hynes white #wednesday netflix #wednesday

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tinyprettysoyeon · 1 year

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heyy could i request something for yandere jeno pls? With him being the reader’s bully?

Word count: 0,6k Warnings: Kidnapping, bullying, screaming, yandere, harassment, needles and being gagged

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Another day, another nightmare to endure. You didn't want to take it anymore, you were going to leave your school. Jeno, for some reason, had been determined to make your life hell since you entered your school, you didn't know why since he seemed to be good to everyone except you.

Today was the last day, but you couldn't discuss it with anyone since Jeno took it upon herself to turn everyone against you. There were only 8 hours of classes left and finally the day would end, you were really happy.

Once the last bell rang, you took your time to collect your things since you didn't want to get caught among all the students leaving at the same time. Once you got home, you started packing your things, you couldn't wait to be in a new place and make new friends.

You were already asleep, it was the right time for Jeno to do his favorite activity, enter your room and rummage through your things. He found his favorite book, your diary. He does this to find out if you were dating someone or just to divulge your secrets. It was all laughs for him until he read that you were going to leave school. He was not going to allow it, you were not going to leave his side.

"What happened? Is not funny anymore? You don't want to play anymore?" he said he as he caressed your cheek. For him, all your suffering was a game. "This only ends when I decide" and he proceeded to laugh as he took out a syringe with a liquid and injected it into you.

You woke up with a pain in your body as if you had fallen from a 38th floor, little by little you opened your eyes and the scene made you want to scream but you just couldn't, you were gagged. You tried to move but you were tied to the bed from head to toe, you tried to scream or make noise for someone to hear you but you were in a place underground. You thought it was a very cruel joke but then you saw your bully walk in. It's okay, maybe it's another way to annoy you and after a while I let you go. "Honey! Have you woken up yet?" Jeno said as she entered with a tray of food "I brought you food, I thought you would be hungry." She sat next to you and lowered the cloth that you had in your mouth as a gag, "are you thirsty?" she said as she opened a bottle of water, "open your mouth", you were in shock so you just stood still. "OPEN YOUR MOUTH" you opened it immediately due to the scream, "good girl" she said as she smiled and she gave you water from the bottle. "J-jeno, I won't tell anyone, please let me go, I swear I'll stop bothering you, let me go, it's not fun" "shut up" Jeno said as she put the cloth back on you "you're not going to leave me, you're not going to leave".

At this point you were already crying, your bully for years had captured you, or not? Or is it just a cruel joke? You weren't going to be there long, he was going to let you go in no time and she's going to make fun of you, right? "little girl, did you really think you were going to abandon me? You can't leave me alone" jeno said as she sat closer to you "you're going to spend a long time in this place, start getting used to it doll".

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I really want to be more active, but i don't have time, i'm so sorry 😭

#jeno yandere #nct reactions #nct yandere #jeno reactions

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itzynabi · 10 months

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comeback

summary: in which eve doesn’t have a choice

set: 2 june 2023

warnings: panic attack and tears. angst central im so sorry 😭😭

word count: 2.9k

an: this is a little bit of an insight into eve’s life at jyp. i dont know jyp in real life so dont go thinking hes this horrible. he might be a really nice guy. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

eve’s masterlist

“There’s something I want to talk to you about,” Jinyoung said.

Eve nodded. “I figured.”

The two were in Jinyoung’s office, Eve standing in front of her producer’s desk. Jinyoung was seated in his chair, leaning against the back of it.

He gestured to the chair in front of her. “Don’t you want to sit down?”

“I’m good, thank you.”

Jinyoung watched her for a few beats. “I noticed that the streams for diary entries have been going up,” he noted.

“Yeah. MIDZY told me that they’re doing a streaming project this week for diary entries’ first anniversary.”

“They’re very motivated fans,” he complimented. “They always support you.”

Eve sighed, rubbing her temples. “Is there a reason I’m here? I have a dance practice to get to.”

“I see you’re still angry with me,” Jinyoung said, ignoring Eve. “You should get over it.”

“No, thank you,” Eve refused. “Just tell me whatever it is you want to sa–”

“Do you want to have a comeback?” Jinyoung interrupted.

Eve tilted her head. “What do you mean? We’re preparing for it right now.”

Jinyoung shook his head. “No, no, no. Do you want to have a comeback?”

Eve was silent as she slowly understood what he was saying. “A solo comeback?” She scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. “No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m supposed to be focusing on ITZY,” she answered plainly. “That’s why I stopped MCing and that’s why I couldn’t do the drama. Besides, shouldn’t the members at least make their debut before I have a comeback?”

Jinyoung shook his head, leaning forward to place his forearms on his desk. “That’s not how this works.”

“Why not?”

“Because I said so.”

Eve sighed, putting her hands in her sweatpants pockets. “I don’t want a comeback,” she declared. “Not until the members have their debuts.”

“I think you should think about this more,” Jinyoung said. “Sleep on it and come to a de–”

“I don’t want to do it, Jinyoung! That’s my final answer.”

She stormed out of the room, ignoring Jinyoung’s shouts for her to come back.

Eve was on her way to the JYP building after talking to someone about using their building for one of her upcoming That’s So Evie episodes. She was in the backseat with Ari in the passenger seat and Jun, her driver, in the driver’s seat.

“Eve, I didn’t know you were having a comeback,” Jun said as he drove onto a bridge.

Eve looked up from the book she was reading. “What do you mean?”

“When you were talking with the building owner, the head of the concept team was joking saying I must forget about going on holiday because you’re going to be promoting,” Jun told Eve.

Eve looked at Ari, who was scrolling through her phone. Ari nodded slowly as she read a message. “Yeah, it’s true. You’re having a comeback, Eve.”

Eve ruffled around in her tote bag for her phone, immediately going to her chats when she found it.

that guy [18:23] It’s official. You’re having a comeback.

that guy [18:23] We’ll talk more about it when you get back to the company.

She read and reread those two messages, feeling rage fill her chest. Eve could feel Ari and Jun’s eyes on her, but ignored them as she shoved her earphones into her ears, blasting her music on the highest volume and closing her eyes.

Eve stayed like that until they reached the front of the company building. She didn’t wait for the car to come to a complete stop before she stormed out, ignoring Jun shouting in shock and leaving all her belongings. She walked quickly to Jinyoung’s office, only stopping to greet the people she passed on her way. Ignoring Jinyoung’s secretary’s instructions to wait outside, Eve pushed his door open, his secretary following her inside the room.

“What is your problem?” She asked him, watching as he closed his laptop and pushed it to the side of his desk. “I told you I didn’t want a comeback.”

“I decided to give you one,” Jinyoung said. He dismissed his secretary with a wave of his hand, waiting for her to leave and close the door behind her. “I don’t understand why you’re being so emotional.”

“Because it’s unfair! The other members would love to have this kind of opportunity, so why not give it to them? I mean, what happened in the past three days that made you just ignore what I said. I don’t want this!”

Jinyoung studied Eve. “Yes, you do. You want to be a singer and singers sing. This is what you signed up for.”

Eve’s hands shook with anger as she took a deep breath to calm herself down. “You very clearly don’t know what I want. All I want is for you to treat us equally and give us the same opportunities — something you seem to be incapable of doing. Please, can you not give me a comeback,” she pleaded.

Jinyoung was silent for a few seconds. He sat up in his chair, opening his laptop. “It’s going to be in September or October,” he told her.

“Oh my god,” Eve said softly, hanging her head. She looked up at him again, feeling defeated. “What’s the concept?” She asked.

“We’ll discuss that later. You can come up with your own ideas, or bring any songs you’ve worked on and we’ll decide from that.”

Eve nodded. “Can I leave now?”

Jinyoung smiled at her. “Yes, you can.”

Eve turned around, walking out of the room. When she left, she saw Ari leaning against the wall, waiting for her with two bags slung over her shoulder. Eve tipped her head at the hallway, silently telling Ari they could leave. They walked silently to the parking lot, Ari’s hand on Eve’s back the entire time.

Getting in the car, Eve slammed her door shut. She put her head on the dashboard of the car, resting it on her arm. Ari sat in silence with Eve, waiting for the younger girl to say something.

Blood pounded in Eve’s ears. Her heart thudded in her chest. Her hands shook. She inhaled shakily, trying to get air into her body. She repeated that two more times, drawing Ari’s attention.

“Eve?” Ari called out.

Eve brought her hands to her chest, clinging onto her shirt.

“Eve, what’s wrong? Look at me, please,” Ari requested.

Eve slowly lifted her head as she began hyperventilating, tears streaming down her face. Ari realised what was wrong, reaching to hold Eve’s unoccupied hand.

“Hey, copy me.” Ari began to take deep breaths. “That’s good. You’re doing great,” she complimented when Eve copied her. They kept doing that until Eve had slightly calmed down.

“Evie,” Ari began in a soft voice, “can you tell me what’s wrong?”

“They’re–” Eve paused to take a deep breath. “They’re gonna hate me.”

“Who’s gonna hate you? The fans? They’d never hate y–”

“The members,” Eve interrupted. “I’m alw– I’m always doing more stuff than them. They’re gonna hate me.”

Ari shook her head. “Remember what Dr. Park said? Your members don’t think of you like that, it’s just your brain feeding you lies, okay? Your members would never — could never — hate you. What have the members said about your solo schedules?”

Eve nodded slowly as she regulated her breathing. “That they’re not angry at me,” she said.

“And?” Ari prompted.

“That they understand some of them aren’t my choice. And they know I’d rather we all do solo schedules.”

“Yes. They said all that,” Ari said, wiping away Eve’s tears. “They’re not going to hate you,” she whispered one more time for good measure. “You don’t have to worry about that. Ever.”

Eve nodded. The two women sat in the car until Eve had properly calmed down. Ari passed her a granola bar to snack on.

“It’s all going to be okay,” Ari comforted once more as she shot Kibum a text to let him know that Eve might call him that night. She put her phone down on her lap, placing her hand on the steering wheel. “You okay to go home?”

Eve nodded. “Yeah. We can go.”

She put on her seat belt as Ari started the car and passed her her bag. Throughout the drive, Eve stared out the window, watching the buildings pass by in a blur. She was acutely aware of Ari sneaking glances at her every so often.

When they arrived at the apartment underground parking, Eve unbuckled her seat belt. She put her hand on the door handle.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Eve told Ari, voice soft.

Ari nodded, putting her hand on Eve’s thigh. “Call me if you don’t feel okay?”

Eve nodded. “Okay. I should also apologise to Jun oppa. Jumping out the car was not wise of me.”

“Don’t worry about him for now. Just take care of yourself tonight,” Ari instructed. “Are you going to tell the members about your comeback?”

Eve sighed. “Yeah.” She opened the door. “Might as well just get it over and done with.” She hopped out of the car, closing it and stepping back. “Bye, unnie.” She waved at Ari.

“Bye, Eve.”

Eve turned to walk into the building, not waiting for Ari to drive away because she knew her manager liked to see Eve enter the building before leaving. She pressed the button for the elevator, waiting for it to arrive before stepping in. After pressing her floor number, she slumped against the back of the elevator. Just as the doors shut, Eve felt a fresh wave of tears fill her eyes.

“What the hell?” She muttered, raising her hand to wipe away her tears. She used her jacket sleeve as tissue, trying her best to rid herself of her tears. Her shoulders shook as she cried, only slowing down as she got closer and closer to her floor.

By the time Eve got off the elevator, her tears had slowed again, with only two drops leaving her eyes every few seconds. She walked to her apartment door, taking a deep breath and wiping her face one last time before entering the code for the door.

Eve walked into the apartment, dragging her feet against the floor. She took off her sneakers and replaced them with slippers, holding the former pair of shoes in her hand.

“Unnie, is that you?” Yeji asked from the kitchen.

“Yeah,” she answered. Eve walked to the living room. She stood to the side of the couch for a few seconds before dropping everything that was in her hands and plopping herself forward onto the piece of furniture.

Ryujin and Lia came out of the latter girl’s room, laughing about something. Chaeryeong walked up to Eve, tapping her shoulder.

“Unnie, taste this filling,” Chaeryeong requested, holding the filling of a dumpling in her hand. “Yeji unnie said it tastes weird, but I think it tastes fine,” she explained. She waited a few seconds for Eve to raise her head, looking at Ryujin when she didn’t.

“Unnie?” Ryujin called out.

Eve groaned into the pillow in response, shrugging her shoulders as Chaeryeong tapped her again. She pushed herself off of the pillow, raising her head to look at Chaeryeong.

“What’s in the filling?” Eve asked.

Chaeryeong gasped, seeing the blotchiness on Eve’s face. “Unnie, what happened?” She quickly looked at Ryujin and Lia.

“We’ll worry about that later,” Eve waved her off, “I need to taste your food so we can eat dinner.” Chaeryeong struggled for words for a few seconds before giving Eve the food to taste. “It needs more salt and a little lemon juice,” she decided after swallowing.

“Okay, now we know that,” Lia said, sitting down next to Eve, “what’s wrong?”

“Where’s Yuna?” Eve asked.

“Fetching something from the other dorm,” Ryujin answered.

“Yeji unnie!” Chaeryeong shouted. “Come here!”

“Okay!” Yeji responded. She turned the stove to low heat before leaving the kitchen. “What’s up?” She asked in a cute voice, her demeanour changing when she saw Eve. “Unnie, what’s wrong?”

Eve gasped. “Do I look that bad? I feel like I don’t.”

“You look horrible,” Ryujin said in a soft tone.

“Thank you for your honesty.” Eve sniffled. “I need to blow my nose.”

Chaeryeong rushed to Yeji’s room, coming back with a box of tissues. She gave them to Lia, who handed Eve one. At that moment, Yuna came into the dorm.

“It took forever for me to find the potatoes,” she said as she entered the dorm. “It was hidden behind so many things in– What’s going on?” She asked, taking note of how her members were crowded around Eve with worried expressions on their faces.

“I’m having a comeback,” Eve announced now that Yuna was there. “Fun times, fun times.”

“A solo comeback?” Yeji asked.

Eve nodded. “Yeah, I, uh… I just got told today, so there’s that.”

“Okay, but why are you crying?” Ryujin asked, voice still soft, as she wiped away fresh tears that had begun to fall out of Eve’s eyes.

“Again?” Eve groaned. “I hate being emotional. Is my period coming?”

Yuna sat down next to Yeji in front of Eve. “You’re having a comeback?”

Eve sighed. “Yeah. He asked me a few days ago if I wanted one, and I said ‘No’ and I guess he didn’t care because I am having one.”

Yuna leant forward, wrapping her arms around Eve’s torso, the other members following suit and hugging her.

“How are you feeling?” Chaeryeong asked once they pulled apart, now sitting next to Ryujin.

Eve looked down at her lap, playing with her fingers.“Lost,” she answered. “I had a panic attack in the car, I broke down in the elevator and I started crying again now, which confuses me,” she said, a questioning expression on her face. “I’m also feeling… guilty,” she hesitantly admitted, knowing what her members were going to tell her.

“Why do you feel guilty?” Yeji asked, placing her hand in Eve’s lap to take hold of one of her hands. “We can all see that you don’t want this.”

She sniffled. “Yeah, but I still got it. And you guys didn’t.”

“We’ll have debuts when we have debuts,” Lia said. “You shouldn’t worry about that.”

“Worrying is all I do. It’s my default setting.”

“Did PD-nim not give you a choice?” Ryujin asked.

Eve shook her head. “I begged him not to give me a comeback and I got told that it’s happening in September or October. He doesn’t care about what I want.”

“I’m sorry, unnie.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s none of your guys’ faults.” She sighed. “It’s just… it’s just life, I guess.”

“It shouldn’t be like this, though,” Yuna said.

Eve shook her head. Inhaling deeply, she looked at her members. “Anyways, that’s my news. Um, don’t expect tears from me for the next… for the rest of the year, actually. I’m gonna go take a shower,” she said, standing up. “Being a businesswoman and getting venues is hard work.” She picked up her bag and went to her room. After collecting everything she needed, she went to the bathroom.

The members looked at the door until they heard the water start. Chaeryeong flopped against the couch as Yeji stood up.

“What are we going to do?” Lia asked. “She can’t keep being treated like this.”

“There’s nothing we can do,” Yeji said, shaking her head as she put her hands on her hips. “We’ve tried before and unnie still had busy schedules.”

Yuna continued looking at the bathroom door with a pout on her face. “This must be hard for unnie,” she commented sadly.

Ryujin clapped her hands. “She doesn’t want us to be sad,” she said. “She’d hate it if we were sad, so let’s just pretend we’re okay and then tomorrow we can try talk to PD-nim. Maybe this time he’ll listen.”

Lia nodded, feeling her heart break for her member. “She can’t have a comeback. She’ll overwork herself. Remember what happened last year?” She asked, referring to when Eve fainted.

“Let’s do Ryujinie’s plan then,” Chaeryeong said. “You know Eve unnie hates it when we’re upset, so let’s try be normal for tonight. It’s one of our day’s off, after all.”

Yeji nodded, biting her lip. “Let’s do it. For unnie’s sake.”

The members dispersed around the apartment: Yeji and Chaeryeong going back to the kitchen, Lia going to set the table and Ryujin and Yuna being assistant chefs. Eve exited the bathroom, going to her room to change before going to the kitchen.

“What are you making?” She asked, peeking over Yeji’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry,” Ryujin answered. “Go chillax, we got this.”

“I don’t trust your culinary skills enough to leave you unsupervised in the kitchen.”

Yeji nodded. “That’s fair.”

The members noted how Eve had seemingly gotten over her sadness, behaving just as she normally would.

“Unnie, are you okay, though?” Yuna asked, stopping cutting carrots.

Eve went to her youngest member, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. “I will be,” she answered. “Don’t worry.” She squeezed Yuna. Yuna nodded, placing a kiss on Eve’s cheek.

With that confirmation, everyone slowly began to act normally again. When they were done cooking and were seated at the table to cook, conversation flew seamlessly. Eve told them about the episode of That’s So Evie she was going to film and Chaeryeong told them about how Chaeyeon kept introducing her to people because she “didn’t have friends.” When they were done eating, Eve volunteered to do the dishes, with Lia helping.

“I’m gonna go retire to my room for the night,” Eve said once they were done. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight!”

“Goodnight, unnie,” Yeji said, the others echoing her.

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bronzetomatoes · 1 month

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Sorry I would like a second opinion on a personal issue from people who had no involvement in the situation so. Sorta long post ahead

Ermm so there's this girl in my band class. And like at our school that means we've all been in the same class with the same 20-some people for both band and English for 2-3 years now, so we're a pretty close group as far as full high school classes go. But yeah there's this girl I've sorta known in passing the past couple years

When we got to school for the new year in September, this girl (gonna call her Alice, not her real name) had just come out as trans, started growing her hair out, was very skittish and socially awkward. Last year she had a friend group, this year none of them seemed to be talking to her. After chatting with us for a day in October, she asked if she could start hanging out with us at school more often. We all sorta went 👍 ofc you can

We really did not have anything in common, but we could tell she needed friends and like. It's fine, ofc, and our band teacher spoke to us privately about how great it was to see Alice have friends + the impact she could see it having on Alice.

After like a month or two, the early awkwardness and stilted conversations had... not gone away. But like I thought That's okay, being socially awkward isn't a crime, not everyone is good w that shit. We still very much did not have Any common interests, and honestly? We didn't even seem to enjoy each other's company that much, she just sorta hung around us bc she needed friends. We didn't find each other funny either, which sorry if that seems stupid but like thats kind of a big deal for me and my friends

One thing I started to notice was that she seemed... overly familiar? Like she started laying on pretty thick with flirting and sexual jokes in a way that kind of just fell flat. I kinda pinned it as social awkwardness + not taking hints, but my friends and I had known each other for YEARS before we started that shit, not. 3 months. And like it wouldn't have been a problem if Alice would like, stop when we asked her to.

On the one hand, I feel like some of my friends were a little harsh in the way they started icing her out, but on the other hand I had been fighting off a Bad Gut Feeling for months at that point and didn't much feel like going to bat for Alice? But anyway

I missed a lot of lunch hours for extracurriculars, which is when most of this shit goes down, so apparently Alice had kept on full sending it w the heavy flirting and sexual comments. Literally asked one of the more reserved guys if he was circumcised out of fucking no where. Asked one guy out, found out he had a gf, immediately moved onto another guy. Asked someone if his friend was single, guy said "no, but I don't think he's looking for anything rn," Alice replied "lmk if he gets better," kept making weird ass fucking jokes (including an incest joke about her REAL LIFE LITTLE BROTHER) until it was just like. This shit has gotta stop

And THEN. Alice's old friends told us that the reason they all fucking dropped her was bc she a) wouldn't quit it w invasive questions abt their sex lives (non-existent) (we're in high school band get real), b) went to someone's house to hang out and READ THEIR DIARY. And c) wrote. self-insert porn about herself and one of their friends and then showed it to them. ANYWAYYYYY we had had ENOUGHH but I feel really bad bc she really and truly got dropped by like 20 people all at once. And like some of us had a free period together so it was like we had been chatting for an hour a day from October to February and we all kinda just dropped her. But on the other hand what the actual fuck

And the thing is, we did give her a chance to apologize. We explained everything that had been making us uncomfortable and asked her to stop, and rather than, idk, deciding to stop hitting on all our friends, she tried to explain why she should be allowed to do it 😭😭 and like at that point I couldn't keep giving her the benefit of the doubt. It ain't misreading social cues if you're being told directly and you refuse to change your behaviour

This all went down like a couple weeks ago but I had to get it off my chest. Don't blame the band teacher or anything her heart is always in the right place but WOO BOY was it misguided 💀

#look anika's talking!

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mintandcreme · 2 months

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after like, my satisfaction, and blue blood for the ask game!

Omg, thank you so much for the ask 💗

After Like: Lol, this is actually embarrassing for me cause I’m not used to talking about crushes at all… (if for some reason, someone recognizes this story, please pretend you don’t know me 🙏🏻)

But basically, I liked this one guy a few years back because I thought he looked cute (bro, a sea of people parted for me to see this man), but I learned he was my friend’s brother 💀, so I immediately stopped liking him.

Then, we worked on a group project together, and my friend said she shipped me with him because “he looked at me”, and helped me when I was struggling cause no one else could/would 😭. We had a little “argument” (that was technically my fault cause I didn’t communicate with the group, and I would just laugh at his jokes. That was the extent of our interactions). After that, I didn’t really see him much until two school years later.

I had stopped liking him, but the same friend who shipped me with him said on the second week of school, that she shipped me with him (again), because “he kept on looking at you” 😭. But anyways, I would keep diary entries about our “moments” (from my friend’s perspective, help. Oh, and it’s good fanfic fuel), and we mainly said “sorry”, “excuse me”, “it’s okay”, or “you’re fine” to each other. He did though, put his backpack close to where I put mine, and we stood and sat next to each other occasionally so yeah…

I remember the oddest moment was when I felt this intense burning, and felt like I was blushing for some odd reason, just for it to be him behind me. 🤡 Oh, and this one time I was shaking this other guy’s hand and looked over to see him staring (probably cause we were shaking hands for 20 seconds plus, and because I’m delusional and could have looked wrong) 😀

I definitely liked the idea of him (idea of how a guy I used like, “liked me back”, and still does years later) 😔 not him as a person since I never really fully interacted with him. Tragic.

My Satisfaction: I don’t do makeup, but I really like chapsticks or tinted chapsticks since it brings color to my face. Otherwise, it would be my hoodies or flannels.

Blue Blood: Oohh… I think it would be one my my hoodies, or my calculator haha. The beach and sky as well!

#Omg why was this so long I’m so sorry #I know no one’s really interested but I really needed to let this all out #And this was the abridged version too #This is what I get for not being able to voice my emotions #Asks #Yo why is this so cringe 🤢#This is the first time I’ve ever actually done this and it’s so weird 😖

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hi<3

can u write about the twins getting into a big argument and the reader and Jack tries to get them to get back on good terms the whole day?

Sorry

a/n: this is my first request, was kinda nervous ngl but i hope you like it. also sorry I took so long to get it out, I just finished my finals today. 😭 I did tweak your prompt a little and if this isn’t what you had an mind you could always send me a message of what you wanted exactly, I don’t mind <3 (not revised)

“We don’t want to play with you, Mar. It’s a boy thing only so leave us alone and get out of the room….you’re being annoying! you’ve been following us all day” Aaron yelled at Amara. Jack had just bought him a little racing track so he had begged for you to plan a play date with his friends from school so they could test it out. Amara was use to being the first person Aaron shared his new things with so it hurt that he hadn’t asked her first, but what truly hurt her the most now was that her brother had yelled at her. Bickering was an everyday thing with them but they had never actually gotten into an argument where they said or did something to hurt one another.

“Fine, I didn’t want to play with your dumb toy anyways” Amara said kicking one of his toy cars, breaking some parts off. She made her way out the play room but not before sending Aaron and his friends a smile and a cheerful bye.

The one thing about Amara was that she didn’t like showing people when she was hurt, expressing her feeling through words rather than keeping it bottled up was something you guys had been trying to teach her.

She made her way to the back yard where you and Jack sat around the bonfire pit talking with some of the other parents.

“Hey baby, everything ok?” Jack asked Amara as she climbed onto his lap.

“yeah, i’m just tired” she lied snuggling into his chest.

“you sure everything’s ok Mar, do you feel sick?” you ask as you feel her forehead to see if she was warm.

“i’m ok, mommy” she said once more but you knew something was off. You didn’t want to pressure her into saying anything especially in-front of everyone so you decided to wait until they left which wasn’t very long since it was getting kind of late.

“alr missy. want to tell me what’s actually wrong now?” you ask her as you carry her inside after picking up.

“it’s nothing mommy, I promise” she said shoving her face into the your neck.

“can I sleep with you and daddy tonight, please” she said lifting her head up to give you those big blue puppy eyes, you couldn’t say no to.

“of course, baby. you wanna have a movie night?” you ask her.

“yess, can we please watch The Princess Diaries?”

“sure, i don’t think Aaron will want to watch that tho. let’s go get him and see” you laugh putting her down.

“no, I don’t want him there. just you, me and daddy”

“why don’t you want him there?” you ask looking down at her.

“just. I want to spend time with only you and daddy” she says crossing her arms.

Jack walks into the living room and notices Amara’s frown.

“what’s going on here?” Jacks asks walking up to you guys. “why do you have a stink face?”

“she wants to sleep with us” you say.

“what’s the problem with that” he asks confused.

“she doesn’t want Aaron there” you tell him making his face go from confused to surprised since the twins had never asked to do anything where they had to be apart from each other.

“why is that, baby?” Jack asks Amara squatting next to her. He noticed her eyes getting glossy.

“I don’t want to talk about it, daddy. can we just please go watch a movie together” she asks letting out a sigh.

“we can but we have to ask your brother too. it’s not nice if we leave him out” Jack explains to her.

“alright” she says embracing jack into a hug so he could pick her up. You and Jack share a look while walking up stairs, you both knew something happened between them but you couldn’t possibly think of a reason why.

knock knock knock

“hey buddy can we come in?”Jack asks knocking on the twins shared bedroom. There was no response so jack knocked once more before opening the door slowly. To your guys surprise Aaron was tucked in and asleep in his bed or so you thought. Aaron had actually heard Amara say that she didn’t want him there for the movie night which really hurt him. He had felt bad for yelling at his sister but he didn’t think she wouldnt want to be around him anymore. He wanted to go apologize but he was too hurt; when he heard that you guys were going up to ask him to have a movie night, he decided to go back to their bedroom and pretend to be alseep since he knew that his sister didn’t want him there.

“A guess it’s just us three tonight” Amara says looking at you and jack. You both take turns saying you’re good nights to Aaron then head toward your guys room.

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Next morning

“morning daddy. morning mommy” Amara said as she got out from under the bed sheets.

“good morning” you chuckle, looking at her crazy bed head.

“morning, sunshine. why you up so early?” Jack says pulling her down embracing her in a big hug.

“can we please go to Disney today?” she says giving Jack her puppy eyes and a pout “you promised me that when you came back from your last show we would go.”

Jack looks over to you, causing Amara to do the same.

“can we please go mommy! I’ll give you 1000 kisses and cuddles whenever you want. I’ll even give you massage” you laugh at her negotiation.

“alright, you convinced me”

“yayyy thank you. thank you” “I’ll start now” she says getting away from Jack and jumping onto you attacking you with kisses.

“ok silly girl, let’s go get your brother” you say making her face drop into a frown.

“what is it Mar, did something happen with Aaron yesterday? remember what we said about keeping our feelings inside” Jack asked.

Amara nodded and as soon as she opened her mouth to finally tell jack why she was upset with her brother there was a knock on the door.

“come in” you say. “good morning” Aaron says making his way to the bed, Amara moved back into Jack lap.

“good morning” you smile at him.

“good morning, buddy” Jack says.

Amara just looked at him with a sadden expression and said nothing.

“Amara what do you say when you’re told good morning” you ask.

“morning” she says looking down.

“alright, what’s going on between you guys?”

Both the twin now sat in-front of you and jack on the bed, looking down trying to avoid eye contact.

“who’s going to start?” you ask.

“l-I said some mean things to Mar yesterday, but I promise I didn’t mean it” Aaron says, his lips quivering as he gets a little emotional. He looks over to Amara, making her start crying.

“now why would you do that, baby?” you ask him.

“she kept following us and asking if she could play with my race track” he said.

“that’s no reason to say mean things Aaron” Jack tells him a sternly tone.

“i know” he said looking down.

“he yelled at me and said I was annoying daddy. it hurt my feelings” Amara said now sobbing into jacks chest.

“and you hurt mine when you told mommy that you didn’t want me with you guys for movie night yesterday” Aaron said now crying.

“you were awake?” he nodded, moving himself to cry into your chest.

“alright, neither of the things you guys said or did yesterday were ok and now your both hurt. do you guys think your ready to apologize to each other or do you guys need more time?” you ask them.

Both the twins pull back from your guys chest and they turn to look at each other. “i’m ready” they both sob out at the same time, making them giggle though their tears.

“I’m sorry Mar for not sharing and yelling at you. I promise you’re not really that annoying” he says making Amara playfully glare at him, you all chuckle.

“Sorry for saying that I didn’t want you at movie night, I like having you there, you always make me laugh” she says sending her brother a smile which he returns.

“give me a hug, ugly” Amara tells him with open arms.

“Amara” you say giving her a look for the pet name she used.

“what i’m just playing” she giggles. Aaron crawls over to her and embraces her into a hug and starts tickling her. “stoppp” she laughs.

“Alright, now that you guys are best friends again, it’s time to go get ready so we can head out.” you tell them.

“where are we going?” Aaron asks confused.

“we’re going to Disney” Amara replied excitedly.

“really?” Aaron asked with wide eyes.

“Yes. now go get ready” Jack says chuckling.

The twins jump off the bed and run to their room excitedly.

“Walk” you yell out.

You turn to Jack and he’s already looking at you.

“You can give me my morning kiss now” he says poking his lips out, you chuckle and make your way to his side of the bed.

You give him a quick peck on the lips and pull away to get up “no what the hell was that, I need a real one” he says pulling you back down so you layed on on top of him.

“ I need to go help the twins get ready. I don’t want to leave too late” you tell him.

“yes we’ll go after a real kiss” you shake your head but lean down to give him an actual kiss anyways. He flips you guys around so he was now on top, trapping your body under him so he could deepen the kiss; you guys were having a full on make out session at this point. Jack began kissing down you neck but as much as you were enjoying this you knew you had to stop him.

“as much as really want to continue this, we have to go get ready” you tell him out of breathe.

“we have the pass. we can literally get there at any time and still enjoy a few rides” he says.

“no we promised them a whole day there, plus we go back to Louisville in two week so this will be our last time going for a couple months. (They have a home in California and Kentucky)

“fine let’s go” he says playfully rolling his eyes.

You and jack make your way over to the twins room but stop at the door frame, they didn’t notice you guys there.

“You know we never actually got to play with the track, I was too upset about the car so I asked if they just wanted to play with legos. If you want we can try it out tomorrow. I have exactly four cars so we can all play”

“yeah! also thanks for not telling on me about the car. ”

“your welcome. I was pretty mean yesterday, so i’m sorry, again” Aaron said looking at his sister

“it’s ok, I was mean. too”

“even?” Aaron asks her.

“yeah” Amara says laughing “I love you.”

“love you too” Aaron replies giggling and embracing his sister in another hug.

You stand there with tears in your eyes seeing how fast they were growing. The twins hear your small sniffles and turn to the door.

“mommy, whats wrong?” they ask you. “nothing it’s just that you guys are growing up so fast” you tell them squatting down to their height.

“come here” you tell them and they run into your arms. You give them a tight hug then pull away. “we really need to start getting ready now. let’s go start a bath.” “we filled the tub already, we just had to wait for you” Aaron said.

“okay thanks for waiting, you guys can go in. we’ll be there in a minute” you tell them.

The twins make their way to bathroom, bickering about what bubble scent they wanted.

You turn to Jack and pull him into a hug. “I think I want to start trying again. you trying put another baby in me, Harlow?” He looks down at you with a huge smile, he had wanted to start trying again since the twins turned two but you didn’t feel prepared at the time.

“I can do that” he smirks. “you think your mom can watch them tonight? We have to finish what we started earlier” he whined making you laugh.

“yeah i’ll call her” you saying getting on your tip toes to give him a quick kiss. Jack tried moving his hands from the small of your back to your ass but you pushed them always since the twins were technically in the same room.

“stop. go shower, while I finish bathing the twins” you say pulling away. “I want to come back home as soon as possible” you tell him.

“how about I help you get them ready; we’ll put a movie on for them then we go shower together” he says smirking again.

“we’re not conceiving our child in the shower”

“whats wrong with that , if I recall that’s where the twins were conceived”

“no, they weren’t idiot”

“they weren’t? where we’re the conceived then?” he asked teasingly. He knew exactly where and when, he just loved seeing how you got all red and flustered when he brought it up.

“go shower” you tell him pushing him out the room.

“alright. alright” he throws both his hands up “I love when you get all feisty” he saying smacking your ass while biting his lip.

You shake your head and make your way to the bathroom, with a huge grin. The thought of carrying another one of his children made your heart swell, he was truly the best father and husband anyone could ask for, you couldn’t get any luckier.

#jack harlow #jackman harlow #jack harlow imagine #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x you #dad!jack

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 2 months

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I was sketching earlier just for funsies and…. It made me think. How do you think satosugu would feel with an artist!reader who uses them as drawing references teehee… like maybe you ask satoru to go fetch you ur workbook and he goes into ur room & gets confused and ends up stumbling upon your sketchbook…. And he’s like oh a little peek couldn’t hurt!!! And then he finds various drawings of him and sugu, and gets such a sappy fuzzy feeling in his heart because you captured all of their features perfectly, even down to the little details about their appearance that the average person wouldn’t really take note of :((( this could also work in different au’s tho… merman sugu perhaps? Maybe he’s having a little sleep on the nice cold bedroom floor and wakes up n sees reader in a baggy hoodie + sketchbook and colouring pencils/pens in hand admiring his tail and making sure they get every pretty colour right <333 or royalty au where satoru and suguru are royalty of some kind… reader is the kid of someone unimportant and they both stumble across reader’s art room while causing mischief one day and satoru decides then and there that you’re THEIR honorary artist and you will paint their portraits from now on whenever it’s necessary <33 he’s bratty but we love him. Back to canon jjk universe…. I’m thinking abt how it would be so much cuter if they had no idea reader was an artist like. Satoru jokingly takes what he assumes is ur diary and waves it around in the air so u can’t reach it…. Threatening to read it unless u give him a kiss (he wouldn’t actually read it but he wants his kiss leave him alone) and he accidentally drops it and it falls open on a page that’s just full of drawings of him and sugu with a few hearts dotted around and just so many sketches of them smiling… maybe little notes reader added about how pretty stsg are…. Satoru is sooo giddy and so teasing like he’s so honoured u think he’s pretty enough to DRAW and sugu is just as flustered but he hides it a lil better…. :3 Sorry I’m actually going insane right now SEDATE MEEEEE EYGEHEHUJJEURHUHH 😭😭 I hope ur doing well tho !!!! I’m glad to see there are more anons joining the party hai hai hello fellow anons !!! TAKE CAREE MWAH MWAH🧁🍰🍨🍦🍩🍪🍫🍮🥞 <<< MANY SWEET TREATS JUST FOR U!!!! :3 — stsg anon <33

STSG ANONNNN MY LITTLE GUARDIAN ANGEL this concept has been rotting in my brain ever since i saw this…… u r very bad for my health…. 😥😥

ARTIST!READER IS ALWAYS SUCHHH A TASTY CONCEPT and ofc i agree w u….. stsg would absolutely eat it up. they would BOTH be so soft for it but in different ways i think…..

likeeee w satoru i think he’s super flattered and impressed and giddy bc!!! you drew him!!!! :33 you think he’s pretty enough to draw!!! you love him so much!!!!! and obv he would LOVE posing for you……. until he finds out he has to sit still for like an hour LMAO 😭😭 but i just know he’d get so excited once it’s finished….. he looks at it and you’re all nervous hoping he’ll like it and obviously he does. literally jumping up and down with joy + picking you up and spinning you around + kissing you silly bc you’re so talented and sweet and he’s soooo in love w you <333 def calls you his little picasso. that’s the only artist he knows . he’s a dork but we love him.

aaa but then!!! sugu!!!!! :(( i think he’d be the weakest for this tbh….. i picture him as an artist type more than toru so he’s just??? so touched???? and i think we all agree that he’s a big sap…. huge on homemade sentimental gifts……. so when he sees the drawings i think his heart just melts 🥺🥺 he would pose for you if you asked nicely (he’s just playing hard to get <33) and contrary to toru he would sit perfectly still the whole time. waits until you’re finished and praises you sooo much when he sees the result <333 he’s so impressed with you!! wowow!!!! just stunned!! awestruck!!!! would 100% try to return the favour too…. i picture him as a sketcher type. makes a very pretty little sketch of his beloved and is uncharacteristically shy when giving it to you… our sweetiepie :>

this could also work in different au’s tho… merman sugu perhaps? Maybe he’s having a little sleep on the nice cold bedroom floor and wakes up n sees reader in a baggy hoodie + sketchbook and colouring pencils/pens in hand admiring his tail and making sure they get every pretty colour right <333 or royalty au where satoru and suguru are royalty of some kind… reader is the kid of someone unimportant and they both stumble across reader’s art room while causing mischief one day and satoru decides then and there that you’re THEIR honorary artist and you will paint their portraits from now on whenever it’s necessary <33 he’s bratty but we love him.

AND THISSSSS STSG ANON MY LITTLE GENIUS artist!reader/mer!sugu 🥺🥺🥺……. oh he would be so flustered. so embarrassed. VERY impressed though... what if he leaves a couple pretty seashells by your pillow…. as ”payment”……………. mer!sugu the actual loml aaaaa stsg anon you’ve broken me T—T AND THE ROYALTY AUUU that’s such a cute idea too!!! bratty lil royal!toru…. reader being their honorary artist……. that’s soooo good <3 now i’m just thinking of what the portraits would look like HHHH they’d be so pretty!!! :(((

anyway this concept is just the CUTEST <33 tysm for the meal as always!!! i hope you’re doing so so well and taking care of yourself :3 ALSO I AM MUNCHING ON THE SWEET TREATS and sending a bunch of flowers and treats ur way immediately🌻🌸🌷🌹💐🍓🍒🍪🍰🍦🧁

#ily!!!!! sending u the fluffiest vibes :3 #no bc imagine. artist!reader/toru/artist!sugu…. u and sugu are just constantly drawing together all smiley and sweet :3 #and then there’s toru. lazing around. whining for u to draw him… hehe he’d be so cute #and obv u DO end up drawing him a whole bunch but he’s so cocky abt it that u hide the drawings sometimes 😭 to keep him humble…#aaaa this concept is just sooooo fluffy….. i love it sm <333 genius as always my dear stsg anon i am in awe of u #ask tag ✩#stsg anon !! ✩#mer!sugu <33

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LOLL i was gonna start like ‘hey there im denethor anon’ but u beat me to it. SIMILAR MINDS. Haha i read one of ur fics, was immediately smitten & was like i MUST follow them. (I’m glad i did, love the vibe of ur blog and the Flavour of ur opinions.. TASTY) so im a more recent follower but i’m gathering younger you weren’t a fan of denethor, huh? Can’t say i blame you. PJ certainly made some Decisions. he was like how do i convert a complex character into The most loathsome creature ever. He really did our fav gondorians sooo dirty. I literally watch through those scenes SEETHING in rage.

So I’ve been Thinking about denethor and faramir and nothing else for two days. like i am a denethor girlie. in my mind. spiritually. haven’t posted much abt him on tumblr. but nowww. you’re exactly right, ‘denethor Is a good leader…[insert ur paragraph here]’ yes yes yes you get it. listen denethor was a prideful, angry, resentful man but he was also valiant, resilient and noble. He guarded his city, alone (which takes GUTS, again, he was a badass!!), so well, for literal YEARS that Sauron was fearful/wary of him. i wish people were more understanding of him. he’s such an interesting character there’s so much to explore there. as you said the duty-vs-love, the weapon-first-person-next of it all. the layers. denethor as a weapon. denethor as a symbol of both sword/shield. AAHHH

BUT i think some people dismiss him hate him bc he is the mirror (the ugly side? if that makes sense) of humanity, of us. we ought to show him some compassion tho ‘cause havent u ever been taken under the darkness of life? felt the world slipping away & struggle to keep up w it? dont u ever feel hopeless? that things will never change, no matter what u do? DO YOU HAVE FEARS HAVE YOU FACED THE MONSTERS? WERE YOU ALONE, SCARED AND HOPELESS? AND HAVENT YOU MADE MISTAKES IN YOUR GRIEF AND PUSHED PEOPLE AWAY?? THAT’S what denethor experienced. He was described as a leader & a learned one at that for christ sake. He knew that evil was awaiting him and his kin and his people! he saw his future. yet. yet he soldiered on until. war declared. his sons killed (or so he believed). that’s when hope abandoned him. what was the point of staying alive now anyway? Evil was upon them, they would surely be tortured w a fate worse than death, so why should he not end the pain and kill himself? he fought the war against Time, Evil and The Dark Enemy himself and WON. he was a brave man indeed, to have fought these dark forces so much stronger than him. but he finally lost the war against Despair (and Grief), the cruelest of them all. imma cry 😭😭😭 no no no u don’t understand he didnt give up hope, hope abandoned him he- [GUNSHOT] (i don’t know how much of this even made sense lmao) anyway,

Faramir <333. do i even have to say anything about faramir? he’s the specialest little guy i love himm 🥰. On god i am one step away from rereading lotr just for him (plsss dont tempt me finals are in less than a fortnight) his and denethor’s relationship like u described my godddd XDD. fucked up familial relationships MY BELOVED. i am feral about this trope. the resentment… the jealousy… the mirror image of each other… the you’re-the-same-like-me-and-i-hate-that… mmmhm. hey do u ever think about 12 year old faramir admiring his father much the same way he did boromir and wishing he would grow up to be just like him? and do you ever think about 28 year old faramir knowing that he’s more like his father than anyone else and hating that? hating him? i do.

I’ll stop now lol im afraid my coherency has diminished by now. also sorry sorry for replying so late i am preparing for my exams. but rest assured i WILL be Rotating faramir around in my brain :3

hiiii denethor anon LOL this is the greatest ask ive ever received. every day i endeavour to provide only THE juiciest of opinions. aka this is my diary and you all are subjected to it. anyway im so glad you liked my fic i would love to know which one you read! i got into lotr via the films when i was super young so my past opinions were def coloured by The Choices. i have learned and grown since then<3 i was watching the book-to-film analysis vids on the extended edition dvds a couple weeks back and it made me so mad that i had to get up and turn off the tv. did you know there are other character options besides 'paragon of virtue' and 'one dimensional villain'...truly kind of a "nice dichotomy idiot! now what lies outside of it" situation. A Waste Of Your John Noble, To Be Honest. idk i still hold the films very close to my heart but the choices...i will simply respectfully disagree. and dont even get me started on faramir we WILL be here all night. another time. i have denethor thorongil situationship-fic to write. (i am serious about that) (i was simultaneously playing it 100% straight serious AND kind of joking about them. i shouldve known better. well.........we are so in it.)

you are so real for this. i have ALSO been Thinking about denethor and faramir and nothing else for days. weeks, even. sorry to everyone coming to the faramir goes to rivendell au for faramir and the fellowship the first 10k is literally just Keeping Up With The Stewards. we'll get there. i Will blame you for the impetus for my recent denethorposting on main but also encourage you to also do this. do whatever you want forever<3 nooo but straight up...guy who has so much strength and will that The Lord Of All Evil wouldnt contend directly against him and had to bring out the big palantir guns to bring him down. and if he'd not lost both of his sons i mean...who knows what would've happened. sometimes your sons ARE the only thing keeping you from killing yourself Do It For Them-style and lets be real that is a valid coping method. (i don't have an answer for that one and boy oh boy do i wish i did. it is going to become a massive thorn in my side in, oh, 70k or so when i hit rotk. well...i will blow up that bridge when i get to it.)

im actually putting a read more in this time bc this post broke a thousand words. continue at your own risk. there IS also faramirposting at the end here i promise.

just imagining denethor leading the siege of minas tirith. um. now stay with me here...riding out with imrahil's sortie. STAY WITH ME HERE. what do you think the livery of a steward going to war looks like. jesus christ i need to go lay down. yes i purposefully placed the read more before i decided to go momentarily horny on main. its also lowkey very vague au spoilers. sorry everyone but denethor IS canonically hot and we need to acknowledge it. Anyway.

denethor as a weapon denethor as both a sword and a shield...i am chewing glass for real. you GET IT. god i love person-as-weapon metaphor soooo much. When The Iconography Is Getting A Little Too Real. denethor as gondor, as her vanguard and standard-bearer and. i am straight up frothing at the mouth. all he ever wanted was to be a gentle lord in a time of peace.....and death was his reward...Sorry For Stealing The Fingon Death Quotation But I'm Right. so much of his behaviour and the strain on his relationships with his sons and all that is sooo...informed by the fact that to cope with having to be lord of a country at war he had to be so so unbending. he couldn't allow himself to waver, ever, not even for love, not even to save his sons.

did you know he was 21 when sauron returned. pov you are 21 years young and you have been alone all your life you are the steward's only son you are his strange numenorean heir and no one else has the LITERAL PSYCHIC POWERS AND VISIONS that you do and you have had to contend with that, alone. master your own mind, alone. learn how the shape of politics and lordship and life bends around you. and the dark lord the enemy who brought down your forebears has now set his eye on your lands again. Jesus Christ. How Would You Fucking Deal. sorry i would have a nervous breakdown and go and live in the desert. Man. TWENTY ONE? LIKE ME? most days i feel like a teletubby with a job and a credit card. if you scale it to account for numenorean lifespan inflation i mean i don't know how the math works but like. i bet it comes out to being like. 17. HELLO? basically everyone i know was barely a person at 17. the dark lord of all evil and he's MY problem to deal with?

i mean exactly. haven't we all been prideful and angry and resentful. haven't we all been there. once again [pippin voice] let's all understand poor denethor a little better. havent you ever been taken under the darkness of life [your paragraph here] yeah exactly what you said. the idea that he fucking won the war against the darkness and only lost to despair is..........so much! goodbye i have to go cry!

faramir, me AND fate's most special precious little guy....oh captain my captain....exactly. Exactly. i cant morally endorse a reread right this second but like. After. make it through finals and then it is Faramir Time. (and good luck! you got this!) tactical smartass little bitch master of both man and beast wizard's pupil (complimentary) star and hope and jewel of minas tirith knight in shining armour...my beloved. the idea that like faramir as presented, as the diplomat, as the scholar, as the numenorean, was supposed to be the one to go to rivendell...it haunts me. where is denethor sends the right son to do the right job.txt. he is gondor's no. 1 horse girl he is better suited to the wild than the battlefield he has read every sindarin text in the library he KNOWS the story of elrond and elros. he is literally telepathic and psychic and prophetic. thinking about him interacting with elrond and galadriel (and every other elf. but them in particular) makes me feel deranged. its very...self taught dnd wizard meets guy who went to wizard school energy. he's insane.

YEAH ITS CRAZY THAT THEYRE THE SAME GUY. it's. boromir gets to be boromir but faramir has to be denethor.txt. gracious and lordly as a king of old...now who is consistently referred to as noble and kingly...that a younger faramir would've looked up to...yeah. the perpetuation of denethor's second-best complex. i have a whole nother post in the drafts about that i CANT get into it here but jesus christ men who are NOT breaking the cycle. they even look the same. i mean 37 year old faramir as steward is 100% the spitting image of his father and that makes me....genuinely fucking insane actually. i mean like older councillors are doing double takes every time he walks by. i mean like sometimes people call him by the wrong fucking name. WOW where did that come from. the complex that that would give him...hello? turning this over inside my brain at WARP speed.

you are not late at all lol we are leaving little letters in each other's mailboxes to read when we have the time. i hope your exams go well!!! there will be more Faramir And Denethor Hours soon<33

#from the inbox #Anonymous #denethor anon #Another 1000+ Word Denethor Post From Yours Truly (both of us). Sorry To The Dash.#by the way the idea of ONE GUY bearing both sides of the sword/shield dichotomy made me feel like i was gonna black out in the coffee shop #that was crazy shit LOL #btw if u want me to talk about the denethor thorongil situationship I Fucking Will. idk if u were here before my faramir february url chang #but what has happened to me with them is soooooo typical abby rarepairnation behaviour. Hey Wouldn't That Be Funny. now hold on a second.#long post #denethorposting

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