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okay last LAST part of Virgin!Choso…part 4<3 (i will probably do scenarios w Choso as a virgin in the future tho but this is the end of this lil series) other parts here: part 1. part 2. part 3.
alright….rly hope u guys like it!!<33
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Virgin Choso, who wakes up in the morning, blinking his eyes, trying to get used to the sunlight coming in through the blinds.
You’re laying on his chest, your arms hugging him close, breathing softly. You’d fallen asleep quickly last night, fucked out from him eating you out. He smiles at the memory of you kissing him, and how you’d said yes to being his perfect little girlfriend. He starts rubbing your back, kissing your forehead softly before moving you, he’d needed to go to the bathroom for 30 minutes now, holding it in because he didnt want to wake you, he wanted to stay with you on his chest forever.
When he leaves his bathroom he stands in his boxers and a white t-shirt outside of his bedroom, he needs a cigarette, and he wants to let his princess sleep.
He goes to his balcony and pulls out a cig from the pack, putting it between his lips and lighting it. He’s really happy he realizes, and his heart is at ease, even though it’s still burning up from how much he loves the girl sleeping in his bed.
A minute later he hears the door to his bedroom open, and the pats of your feet on the floor, walking to him. You wrap your arms around his middle, nuzzling your face into his back.
Fuck. calm yourself Choso.
“come back to bed please,” you tell him in a small voice, hugging him closer.
His heart clenches, “of course,” he says, he could never deny you anything, And he takes your hand as you lead him back to his bed.
“Wanna show you how much i like you,” you say as you place urself in his lap, straddling him on his bed. You feel him twitching in his boxers. And when he looks at you again, his eyes are full of desperation.
“been wanting you,” he breathes out “so much and i…” he pulls you closer by your waist, wrapping his arms around you. “i touched myself…every night, thinking about your pretty face and…” he’s embarrassed to admit it and his cheeks flush.
“it’s okay…i did it too choso..” you say softly and caress his cheek.
you touched yourself thinking about him. fuck that did it for him.
“wanna be inside you…please i,” he buries his face in your neck, bucking his hips and you feel how hard he is. You’re driving him insane, sitting on his lap so pretty, with only your top and panties on. He wants to show you he’s yours, he wants you to tell him youre his.
“shhh i want you too…” you tell him and he nods,
You kiss him then, giving him little pecks around his mouth. And when you put your hand on his cock, he whines and grinds himself into you.
“wanna touch it…can i?” you say innocently and trace a finger up his cock, all the way to the tip. He whimpers, “please,” and rubs his head on your cheek.
As soon as you get his consent you put your hand down his boxers, pulling out his dick. Its so pretty. Long and thick, the tip leaking and red. And you eye the happy trail from his groin all the way to his belly button.
“look…my hand almost doesn’t fit around it…so big…” you say fascinated, studying his dick. He groans deeply, holding onto your waist. “baby i…” he’ll cum if you say shit like that, while looking so perfect on top of him.
You stroke him once slowly and he kisses you again, groaning into your mouth. it feels so good, so much better than when he’s doing it himself. He bucks up into your hand, fucking himself into it. He’s panting softly, and when you pull away his eyes are half lidded, he looks fucked out already.
“cant wait anymore please fuck,” he almost looks like hes gonna cry, looking down at your hand stroking him, “let me be inside you princess please,” he begs.
You take your hand away from his dick, and he sobs at the lack of contact. “tell me,” you say, and he knows what you mean.
“loved you ever since you smiled at me for the first time, i think about you…f-fuck i think about you all the time,” his face turns into one full of affection, “ive never done this before,” He says, and doesnt tell you that not only is he a Virgin, but he also had no clue about sex before Yuji told him. Back then something in his human heart wanted you so bad, and now all of him does.
“ive never felt this before,” he sniffles, “fuck please princess i can’t take it anymore,” he’s shaking now, trembling from his desire.
“shhh…take your clothes off,” you tell him and he obeys you, pulling off his t-shirt to reveal his toned chest, his body full of scars. He pulls off his boxers and you pull off your panties.
“lay down,”
He gets on the bed, And you admire him for a moment. He’s completely naked, big chest and strong arms on full display. His hard cock leaking and stiff on his stomach.
When you get on top of him he mewls in anticipation. You put your hands on his chest, placing your pussy on his length.
He grabs your thighs tightly as he groans. Youre so wet, all for him. It makes his heart swell with pride.
You grab him and place him to your wet hole, putting his tip inside. And hes so big, your little pussy struggling to take even just his tip. You whine out and he stops you before you can sink down on him more. hes breathing heavily, cheeks a light pink, “dont wanna hurt you…” he breathes out.
“i…i can take it, just…give me a minute,” you say and bite your lip tightly. And youre so fucking adorable, how youre struggling to take his big cock, but you want to make him happy so bad, wanna have him inside you so bad.
When you finally sink down fully on him, you both moan in unison. And Choso groans at the way he can see himself poking through your tummy.
You look at him, silently asking for permission to keep going, he nods eagerly. You lift your hips and start fucking yourself on him slowly, letting out the prettiest sounds hes ever heard, It feels so fucking good. Your cunt is so wet and warm. He loves this, he loves you. He whimpers and cries while you bounce on him, moving his hands to your waist.
“you’re so handsome Choso,” you say it softly to him, clenching down on his length. You think hes handsome.
Choso looses his mind.
“fuck baby i’m sorry,” He grabs your hips and flip you over so that you’re laying on your back underneath him, he slides into you again, “need to…fuck i need you,” he whines and he ruts into you fast and desperate.
You’re moaning so pretty now. he keeps going.
“mine…mine mine mine mine,” he breathes.
You look up at him with your pretty big eyes, letting out the cutest sound hes ever heard. And with that he reaches his high.
“fuck i love you i love you i love you,” he repeats it over and over as he fills you up with his hot cum, trembling and crying from how good he feels, while you cum around him too from the feeling of him finishing inside you.
He passes out on top of you, breathing heavily, careful not to crush you under him. You reach up and stroke his hair, calming him as he comes down from his high. He nuzzles his cheek into you, kissing you softly as he pulls out of you with a whimper.
He lays down next to you and cradle you to his chest, wrapping his arms around you and kissing the top of your head.
“i love being your boyfriend,” he says,
and you laugh, your body vibrating against him.
he looks at you with a smile, “what? whats funny?”
you stop to look at him again, “nothing,” you crawl on top of him then, laying flat on his chest, folding your arms and putting your head on your hands.
“fuck youre pretty,” he breathes, and you kiss him softly.
“And youre handsome…or maybe i shouldnt say that because you might go beast mode again,” you grin at him,
“shut up…” he mumbles, and you laugh even harder. “its okay…i liked it,” you say,
“say that youre mine,” you look at him and his face is serious,
“im yours Choso…”
You both fall asleep to the sound of eachothers heartbeat.
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YIPPIEEE!! yeah i made reader say he went “beast mode” sue me. i was giggling bru😭😭 (she said it ironically dont worry)
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@adanfore @the1exiled @tojicvmslut @natriae @mynahx3 @arabellatreaty @himboelover @saturnlus-stuff @sircatchungus @ladygunheild @peregrine-nation @otomebebe @kyouenredxviolet @dellalyra @bloombb @mimiemie @sodoney
#choso x reader#jjk x reader#choso#jjk smut#choso fluff#choso kamo#choso kamo smut#choso kamo x reader#choso kamo x you#choso smut#jjk choso#jjk fanfic#choso fanfic#choso x you#kamo choso x reader
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🔞 mdni mdni mdni
riding nanami's muscular thighs 🫣💦
note : HELP I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS WHILE EDITING LOL
note2 : got too horny for nanami while studying lord help me i want to put my pussy on his thighs soooo bad!!
warnings : not proofread, daddy kink, thigh riding, breeding kink, "princess", +++
big veiny manly hands pinning ur hips down n forcing ur pussy to squish down hard against the rise of his thigh while u move ur hips back n forth like ur in heat.
"ride daddy's thigh, princess. just like that. you're enjoying yourself, hm? good girl."
he loves watching u cum on his thigh so he makes u overstim urself n go multiple rounds :(
flexes the muscles in his thigh to make more friction on ur buzzing clit :(
moves ur hips back n forth himself :(
"is princess gonna cum again on my thigh?"
gives u praise n tender forehead kisses if u cum for him...
... calls u a slut n gives u rough kisses if u take a break.
"no breaks, princess. keep fucking riding my thigh. go faster. can you do that? go faster for daddy? yeah? rub that cunt faster on my thigh like a good little princess."
sometimes he cums in his tight suit pants bc it just turns him on too much to have u perched on his thick muscular thigh :( ur so sweet, working ur orgasms out with just the friction of rutting back and forth on his thigh
sometimes he catches u rutting on the couch arm when he gets home after working overtime. "oh, my princess just couldnt wait for daddy to get home, huh? come here. 'needa suck my cock nicely with that pretty mouth first then you can ride my thigh all night, angel." n he sits exhaustedly on the couch, legs spread wide. n he invitingly pats his thigh with two hard smacks, encouraging u to straddle n sit ur cunt on him.
loves seeing the flustered look on ur face when u come down from ur sexual high n realize u soaked his pants thru with ur pussy juices
"im sorry daddy... arent these pants expensive?" your apology is so cute.
"aw princess." he smiles softly at you. "you can make up for it by riding daddy's lap now."
n he shoves his fat mean cock in ur cunt until u feel stuffed to ur limit :( he massages ur body n coos praise in ur ear as u take him.
"i know it's big, baby. come on. spread that cunt." and he inches into ur pussy nice and slow, never rushing u or scolding u for being too tight <3
"that's it... good girl."
he's a grunter :( ur pussy milks him sooo good he throws his head back, neck resting on the couch, tendons straining n addams apple shifting as he moans a long fuckkkkkkk
"keep going, pretty girl... fuck... i'll cum in that princess pussy...
"is princess gonna take daddy's babies?"
"such a good girl, letting daddy put a baby in your pussy"
#nanami smut#smut#mdni#nanami kento#nanami#jjk smut#jjk x reader smut#nanami x reader#nanami x reader smut#jjk#kento nanami#jjk nanami#jjk nanami smut#jujutsu nanami#nanami x fem reader#🥡.takeout
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🫧 fake it till you make it (4)
read one, two and three first to understand the plot!
you groaned as you felt your eyes sting, you slowly opened your eyes revealing your bright room from the open curtains.
your eyes winced as you felt a pounding sensation coming from your head. all you remembered was picking up one cup, then pouring another and another until your memory went blank.
you were hoping you weren’t too bad drunk, exposing your act between you and niki with your drunk thoughts. you quickly grabbed your phone and went to nikis contact immediately but there was already a text sent.
riki : u didn’t expose us if ur wondering lol, take medicine
you sighed in relief and slowly sat urself up but your door opened revealing your mother who had pills and a cup of water in her hands, “i already knew.” she smiled walking over to you, you smiled in return and took some pills for your raging headache.
“who is he? why didn’t you tell me about him?” your mom asked sitting at the edge of the bed, “because..” you sighed, “it’s not real.”
her eyes widened, “it’s not.. real? you guys are faking it?” she asked, and you nod with a rush of guilt. “sweetheart.” the moved closer, “i know love. i know TRUE love, and the way he looks at you.. it’s not fake.” she shook her head.
you tilt your head, from what you knew, he didn’t even like you. at all. so what was she talking about, “give it time.. it’ll hit eventually.” she kissed your forehead before leaving your room,
niki doesn’t like you. he never would. you knew that and so did he? this is all just a act, once it’s over you two will go your own ways, he’ll be surrounded by other girls like always and you can finish your studies in peace.
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you walked into school tying your hair back so it’s out your face, you immediately saw niki hanging out at his locker with his other friends.
you walked over and he smiled, “hey- girlfriend.” he says, you rolled your eyes, “hi boyfriend.” you turned your lips upwards,
“was i bad saturday..?” you whisper to him, “not really.. didn’t blow our cover atleast.” he chuckled nervously, you didn’t blow yalls cover because HE did. but jungwon knew anyways.
but now that NIKI knew he liked you actually, it was awkward for him to barely even look at you. he still had the polaroid picture of you, he had to find the right time to give it back to you.
“hey you two lovebirds.” jungwon walked up to you guys, you cleared your throat, “hey.” you smiled, niki just stood there, you turned to him and widened your eyes,
“oh- right.. hey.” he put his arm around you, jungwon laughed to himself, “what’s funny?” you ask him, “oh nothing. you guys should go out for a date, especially after my party, niki deserves one after carrying you home.” jungwon says.
being the best wingman, niki shot him a smile and he nod softly, “you— carried me home?! why didn’t you tell me?” you gasp, “because i’m the best boyfriend ever.” niki smiled at you, you rolled your eyes and pushed him away and he chuckled.
“fine- i guess i’ll.. take you on a date..” you groan, but quickly covered up and smiled facing jungwon, he just stared at you two, “cool- i’m looking forward to the details later niki!” he waved before walking away.
niki turned to you with a huge smile, “cant wait for this date you have planned for me.” he nods. “don’t get your hopes up too high, watch it literally just be something so small.” you scoffed a chuckle.
“i wouldn’t mind.” he shrugged and walked away, you tilt your head at his response. not expecting that.. but now you had to plan something for him, something alteast so he can tell jungwon about it.
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all day you’ve been in class wondering where to take niki, since it wasn’t REAL, you didn’t wanna waste too much money, so you decided to take him to a cafe place after school, the bell rang, snapping you out your thoughts, you quickly gathered your stuff and texted niki to meet you outside.
niki received the message and felt his palms sweating, gosh he didn’t think the date would be today? “uh- i’ll see you guys later.” he waved to his friends and walked away from them as they said their goodbyes, he headed down the hallway towards the front of the school where you two usually meet,
but someone called his name, making him snap his head back, his head tilted at who he saw, a short haired girl with glasses on her head, “mimi? what are you—?” he turned to her,
she walked up to him and crossed her arms, “what are YOU doing? since when we’re you dating y/n?! and why didn’t i know about this.” she scoffed rolling her eyes, niki sighed.
mimi was the girl he was hanging out with before you asked him about the fake dating, they got closer and mimi developed feelings for him, but niki just thought she was a close friend.
“why are you so worried?” niki asked, mimi just scoffed, “seriously? you’re gonna act like we had nothing going on between us?!” she threw her arms up in the air.
you on the other hand, tapped your foot on the ground and checked the time, “where is he..” you whispered and made your way back in the school to find the lost boy,
“mi. cmon seriously? we were just friends and i told you that.” niki shook his head, her eyebrows raised, “friends? do friends kiss?!” she furrows her eyebrows, “YOU kissed ME. because you were hurt and i only did it to help you. nothing more.” niki rubbed his temples.
“okay well im hurt, i’ve been hurt since i heard about you two because why didn’t you tell me? you need to make it up to me.” she nods, “i will- just not now i have too—
“no. now.” she stomped her foot. “what do you even want me too—
“hug me or something! if this is our last time together. it’s the least you can do.” she sighed, niki bit the inside of his cheek, he’d just get this hug out the way so he could hurry and meet you,
he slowly opened his arms and mimi ran into them, hugging him tightly, he hugged back awkwardly,
you then turned the corner hoping you’d see niki at his locker, but what you saw was even worst,
he was hugging some random girl, she was smiling softly and you couldn’t see nikis face since he wasn’t facing you,
you felt your face heating up, along as your arms and pretty much your entire body. you just blinked blankly at the two, you felt anger rushing up to your head..
why are you mad? it’s not like.. you guys were actually dating. besides, you knew he didn’t like you, and you— didn’t like him..
you bit down on your lip and quickly walked away to just go home, something inside of you was making you feel emotional, which you tried to ignore because— it didn’t make sense.
niki let go of the hug, and mimi smiled, “thanks! have fun explaining this to your loving girlfriend who just ran away.” she pointed down the hall where you pushed through the doors and stormed away,
niki felt his heart drop, “shit!” he whispered and quickly ran down the hall, leaving mimi laughing to herself.
he couldn’t loose you- not without giving you a better explanation and, not before.. confessing how he really felt all this time.
only thing he was scared about was- would you believe him?
a/n: this was SO SHORT im sorry. but better chapters coming soon! not sure how long this’ll last anyways <3
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@certified-ni-ki-lover @noblub-4ulolz @yourmyst4r @vixialuvs @ni-ki-ismyluv @judeduartewannabe @soobs-things @en-chantedtomeetyou @definitelynotherr @heyniki @wntersm @geniejunn
#enhypen#niki enhypen#nishimura riki#niki x reader#riki nishimura x reader#enhypen fluff#enhypen niki#niki fluff#mae’s works —!
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rodolfo parra x f!reader headcanons (sfw & nsfw)
SFW
he loves to cook!! esp for u, loves when u praise his cooking and tells him how the meal he made tastes, hes deff cocky about his cooking tho like he knows hes good but hearing u say it!!
honestly u giving him any type of compliment about anything about him not just his cooking skills is like music to his ears
he is a romantic because i said so and we know its true anyway
gives u flowers, not just on the first date
kisses ur forehead, wrist, palm, everywhere, every fucking inch of u
big on physical touch with u
actually listens to what u tell him!! and remembers!! remembers what u like, dislike, if u have been wanting something for a while he'll surprise u with it before u can get it urself
breakfast in bed providing typa guy, doesnt even have to be a special day
a perfect fucking gentlemen. boundaries? respected. hand? held. home? safely. (hotel trivago)
if a bad guy kidnaps/hurts u, he is seeing red and the bad guy is not walking outta there alive, might even torture him a lil if rudys got time?? no one hurts his girl
will absolutely teach u spanish if u dont know it, gets so happy once u start understanding whatever he says in spanish to/around u, when u respond in spanish hes beaming :)
if hes jealous of someone talking/flirting to u he'll silently watch, knowing u can handle it/trusting u, until he spots any discomfort coming from u then hes coming over, putting an arm around ur waist, making it known to this person that ur his and they have zero fucking chance with u
when he proposes, he gets Alejandro's help, makes it perfect, pulls together all your fav things, fav flowers, fav drinks, fav food - its a priv dinner, not at some fancy restaurant, because he wants it to be personal - fav ring, he either already knows what u wanted or he got Alejandro to pretend he needed ur opinions and outright asked u which one ur fav is before he reported that info back to rudy
NSFW
hes not vanilla because i said so
he'd deff be down to try whatever u wanna try, he'd make sure ur never in pain or discomfort tho
switch
soft dom, wouldnt want to see u in pain or degrade u, ur his whole fucking life, his heart, his sun and moon, he is cherishing u and worshipping the ground u walk on
"look at you, mi amor, taking me so well"
"have i told you how beautiful you look lately?" he asks, his hand on your cheek.
you giggle, smiling softly at him and leaning into his hand, "you tell me at least once a day, my love."
"hm, not nearly enough then, hermosa." he replies, leaning in to kiss you.
orgasm denial tho if ur bratty, asking "are you gonna be a good girl for me, amor?"
...or edging until ur a pathetic blubbering mess pleading with him that u will be good and to let u cum - rare tho because ur normally such a good girl for ur sweet rudy and he hates seeing u cry no matter the situation - afterwards he's taking care of u, kissing any tears off ur face, spooning u
unintentionally leaves bruises on ur hips from gripping u too tightly, he just gets carried away with how good it feels holding on and thrusting into u :(
kisses any bruises the next morning, mumbling apologies between each kiss
likes leaving hickeys on u tho and spotting them later peaking over ur shirt, or the fully obvious ones that everyone can see, loves knowing everyone knows ur taken, ur his
his fav positions are ones where he can see ur face, ur eyes, kiss ur lips, its not just fucking to him, its intimacy, its special, its love
likes cockwarming because it means he gets to be physically close with u, u cradled against him, ur arms wrapped around him - while he's working, he has a strong will so if u shift a lil on his cock he wont let it bother him, "stay still, amor, im not finished with this paperwork", but it will bother u and when u get impatient and needy and start begging in his ear he'll take a break from his work to make u cum
hes the wide eyed, pouty, pathetic, whimpering and begging type mess of a sub, he just wants u so badly :( wants to please u, wants to cum in u :(
if u haven't cum before him he'll beg u to let him help u
if hes tied up he will be pulling at those bonds trying to get free just to touch u
if u tell him "no touching" he'll try so hard to be good but then his will snaps at a particular noise u make or how u work urself on his cock and he WILL desperately beg u whining out a "por favor, i want to touch you, mi vida"
his fucking wide doe eyes looking up at u (i cant-), if ur strong enough to resist that look good 4 u
dom or sub his focus is on u and making u feel good
king of aftercare ofc, hes bringing u some water, cleaning u up, cuddling u, etc, whatever! u! need! after the first few times hes got u figured out and doesnt even need to ask anymore
#rudy parra x reader#rodolfo parra x reader#rodolfo parra headcanons#wrote w the idea of a gf in mind but like u can ignore the girl mentions idk#ive never wrote headcanons before is that obvious LOL#my writing
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just wooing sebastian wilder accidentally by being urself and he’s not afraid to make it clear that he wants u!! agh!!
sebastian wilder x gn!reader; fluff, meet-cute, awkward flirting, seb being a heart-eyed pookie for u
Sebastian hits the last set of notes with such force the deafening silence of the restaurant finally clicks, and he can feel the gaped mouths and wide eyes surrounding him even with his gaze locked firmly on the ivory keys. The hushed whispers follow a second later and he gathers the strength to lift his head, a dark blond curl sweeping across his damp forehead as he does. Where he expects to see Bill’s looming figure, he finds your warm presence instead, your expression a stark contrast to those in the rest of the room.
Noticing he’s halted his set, you scurry closer, excitement visible on your face. He's not sure what you’re admiring, so Sebastian peers over his shoulder, only finding confrontation awaiting him. Bill stands by the kitchen entrance, arms crossed and face flush with anger; holding back the public outburst he’s clearly teetering on the edge of.
“Um, excuse me,” you squeak out, and Sebastian turns back to you, raising a confused brow. “I don’t want to interrupt, really, but you just…” You shake your head, and at the sound of muffled giggles, he spots a crowded table behind you, the patrons rolling their eyes. Immediately, your features scrunch in embarrassment and you reach back, swatting your hand quietly at what must be your friends or family teasing you for boldly approaching the pianist on such a busy night. “Sorry, just, you’re really amazing.”
“Oh,” Sebastian breathes, feeling a light flush bloom on his cheeks. “Thank you. Thanks.” He nods and watches as you shove a crumpled twenty-dollar bill into his fish bowl tip jar.
“I’d totally give you more but I just moved here and I’m pretty broke.” You laugh nervously, but all Sebastian can think is how truly appreciative you seem, even without the money. Most people carelessly toss their change at him after he plays a couple of boring songs from the setlist, but you enjoyed his music, the kind he actually liked playing. “Do you perform anywhere else?”
“Herman’s Habit, actually,” he starts, breaking into a soft smile. “When they let me, I mean. It’s pretty competitive there with all the different jazz bands.”
“That sounds amazing,” you reply, moving closer until he can see all the details on your face in the dim mood lighting. He could look at you for hours, he thinks, and for once in a long time he feels genuinely nervous, wringing his hands together to keep them from twitching. “Where is it at? I’d love to go. Live music is just so…” You make a face, searching for the right word but failing to find it. “I don’t know.” You sigh and he knows exactly how you feel. “But I don’t have to tell you that,” you continue, reading his mind.
“It’s great.” Sebastian can already imagine it, you dancing, watching him in his element. “I’ll take you,” he offers, so quickly it feels like the words are coming from someone else. “Tomorrow night, you and me. What do you say?” The look of surprise on your face is hard to miss and he worries he’s being too forward. “Or we can meet there. Anywhere, actually. But we should really go to Herman’s.”
When you tug your bottom lip between your teeth, he’s struck with the overwhelming urge to kiss you. “Like… on a date?”
“Yes,” he says, so confidently he almost believes it himself. “You’ll love it, I promise.” At least, he hopes you will. After months of living in a slump, it’s as if the universe has dropped his soulmate right in front of him, and he wants to know you so badly it makes his skin tingle.
Another beat passes. “Alright,” you agree, unable to fight the smile tugging at your lips. “Give me the address.” You quickly pull your phone out, typing in exactly what he tells you and having him double-check it for good measure. “I really didn’t expect this when I came over here,” you admit, hoping you don’t sound too flustered. “I just wanted to compliment you, I swear.”
“Me either,” Sebastian jokes, and when you laugh, it sounds just like jazz. “How’s eight?”
gosling sleepover sunday (no longer taking requests!)
#la la land#sebastian wilder#sebastian wilder x reader#la la land fluff#sebastian wilder fluff#ryan gosling#la la land fanfic#sebastian wilder fanfic#t: writing#answered#anonymous
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This is a scenario I like to play in my head lol: you meet a dorky Kirk and hit it off immediately. He acts cute and shy which draws you in. One way or another you end up in his room where he’s pretty much a freak in the sheets kinda guy💀but still very sweet afterwards
omg sooo i love this sm. i have to admit i’m a little bit of a perfectionist and i really hope this is close to what you imagine but omg i feel u. i literally love himmm. also i kinda suck at beginnings so bear w me 🙏 (i also accidentally deleted the first half when i was almost finished and had to rewrite the whole beginning 🥰)
this is gonna be long so prepare urself babes
you were at a get together that your cousin had dragged you to, something relating to this band that he was a roadie for. he had decided you needed to get out more, and that it was a good opportunity for you to socialize. it wasn’t necessarily your scene, denim and patches galore, but you fit in alright. it wasn’t too much fun for you though, there were drinks and a few guys attempting to make conversation, but none were interesting or attractive enough to capture your attention. you decided to head into the living room of whoever’s house it was, and sit yourself down on one of the two couches, beer in hand. you took a swig from the bottle before noticing the curly haired, leather jacket wearing metalhead sitting on the other couch. he must’ve noticed you, as he was staring shyly through big brown eyes shielded partially by bangs. he matched the vibe of the other people in the house, only he stood out for some reason. he wasn’t actively getting drunk and acting mad, instead he was sitting quietly with a beer and a magazine of some sort. he smiled at you subtly, and you returned the smile with a little,
“hi.” and it was history from then on, once you noticed the magazine he had was not any regular magazine, but one you’d never seen or heard of before, having to do with some sort of horror element. before you knew it, you’d moved to sit next to him and the two of you began talking about just what got you into this get together. his individuality intrigued you, though he partially resembled many other people at the event, he didn’t act like any of them in the slightest. he was calm, quiet. it was not a thing you’d experienced with anyone your cousin had introduced you to in this specific music scene, but you enjoyed talking to him.
“oh, i can’t believe i forgot to ask your name?” you brought your hand up to your forehead in slight disbelief, you’d been so easily distracted by the boy’s actions that you hadn’t thought about his name at all.
“i’m kirk, and you?”
“kirk. my name is y/n.” your lips curving into a smile. he too was smiling, you noticed his teeth were certainly crooked, but as a first, you almost found it cute. you were mesmerized by everything you perceived kirk as, the way he seemed to prefer his own quiet company over other people’s attention, the way he was so incredibly easy to talk to. and he was very sweet.
it got to be very late, and you’d been talking for hours before you realized it was past midnight and you should be getting home. it occurred to you’d driven your cousin in your car, and you hadn’t seen him in a while. you let kirk know that you had to leave before blowing him a little kiss, which he blushed at. you waved to him and stood up, asking around for your cousin, and a small crowd of people said that he’d left with someone and they were supposed to tell you. you shrugged and walked towards the door, but you stopped in your tracks, remembering that you had wanted to give kirk your phone number. you searched for a piece of paper or anything you could write on, coincidentally bumping into kirk in the kitchen while he was looking for another drink. he smiled and you both laughed a little, and you told him you’d wanted to give him your number. his eyes lighted up and his smile grew wider, he contained his excitement and just said,
“ok!” in a soft voice. as the both of you looked for a pen and paper, you asked what his plans were for the rest of the night.
“uh, i’m not really sure. i’m here with the rest of the band, we might get back to the studio, we might go home, god knows, really. all i know is i’m tired.” he chuckled at the last bit, rubbing his eyes.
“i could give you a ride home, if you want.” you offered in a quiet voice, it being the first thing you thought of. he looked back at you,
“yeah, sure, i’d like that.” he agreed.
“i probably have sticky notes in my car or something. just remind me about it.” he nodded and followed close behind you out the front door of the house, making your way through a mixture of drunken party goers. by the time you were on the front porch, you looked back to make sure he was still behind you. you owe him to your car and you both got in, backing out of the crowded front lawn. you drove him to the house he lived in with the rest of the band, and parked in the driveway. you remembered to look for sticky notes in your car, while you were frantically doing so, kirk suddenly grabbed your hand. you looked up at him,
“y/n… would you, um, come in with me?” he asked with a red hot face, looking into your eyes. you hesitantly but happily agreed. he opened the car door for you, and walked you inside the house.
“you live here with all your band? is it fun?”
“most of the time it’s not bad. it’s just us, y’know.” he held your hand as the two of you walked upstairs, the tension temporarily going unacknowledged, until you got to his bedroom. the two of you stopped talking, only becoming lost in each others eyes as your bodies slowly inched closer to one another. he held you by the hips, and with your lips being mere centimeters apart, he whispered,
“can i kiss you?” you nodded almost unnoticeably before colliding your lips with his in a swift, soft kiss that would evolve to be heated and intense. it was seconds before he had his jacket and shirt off, joining your own on the floor by his bed. he laid you down and met you on his bed, reconnecting your mouths again, and he started to move his hands down your half dressed body, starting at moving up your torso, to your chest.
“can i take this off?” he asked, between kisses and heavy breaths. you nodded once again and lifted yourself up off the bed enough for him to reach behind your back and unclasp your bra. you helped him remove it from your arms, letting it fall off the side of the bed. he let away from the kiss to admire the view of the top half of your body underneath him, eyes darkened with lust, breathing slow and loud as he cupped one of your tits with his hand, running his thumb over your nipple. you gasped at the movement, watching him. he continued kissing you again, and began moving down to your neck and collarbone, starting to suck and bite, leaving dark spots there. you ran a hand through his soft hair, moaning softly. he kissed a line from your neck to the waistline of your bottoms, and only looked up at you for approval to take off your shorts, which you granted. he hooked his fingers on your shorts and pulled them down with your panties, leaving him facing your dampening pussy. he was nearly drooling at the sight, not bothering to resist running a finger through your folds to check just how wet you were. as he did so, you gasped again, and felt the bulge in his jeans twitch against your leg. he drew the finger up to his mouth to taste your arousal, eagerly licking it clean before grabbing onto your legs, spreading them apart and licking a thick stripe up your slick cunt, causing you to let out a loud sigh. he continued eating your pussy messily, licking and sucking for his life. he alternated from sticking his tongue in and out of your hole and sucking on your clit. you kept both your hands tangled in his hair, mewling and starting to occasionally buck your hips to his face, and he started slowly grinding up against the mattress.
“kirk! i’m going to-”
“come on my tongue baby, you got it.” and you did, with a loud moan, eyes rolling to the back of your head. he was quick to lap up all of your cum from between your thighs as you panted. you grabbed onto his hair, pulling it so that he would look up at you, he moaned at the pressure, obeying the action and looking up at you, cum still dripping down from his chin.
“i want more, please?” he didn’t waste time making his way back up to meet your lips with his, allowing you to taste yourself on him. he hastily made an effort to undo his jeans and pull out his dick, and shift so that he can like himself up with your entrance, teasing your clit with his tip.
“this good baby?”
“yes, please kirk?” you whined, shutting your eyes tightly at the sensation of his hard cock being pushed into your warm, wet pussy. kirk’s eyes fluttered shut and his lips parted, a soft groan being drawn from his lips before he started moving hollowly. you continued whining and moaning, kirk moved down closer to you again to lick all over the little bruises he’d left on your collarbone previously, moving down to your tits to grab one and lick your nipple before taking as much as he could in his mouth, starting to thrust deeper and faster. your hands left his hair and one grabbed onto his hand as he started rubbing your clit in tight circles, causing you to gasp and moan loudly even more from the feeling of overstimulation.
“mnh, kirk! i’m- i’m-ahh” you were unable to finish any coherent sentence, only whines and cries of pleasure made it out between your lips.
“i know baby, i’m gonna cum soon, you feel so good.” he groaned loudly, still keeping his attention on your chest and moving up again to kiss you deeply, picking up his speed even more as his hips began to stutter. you came for the second time, walls contracting tightly around his twitching dick. he pulled out, giving his cum coated cock a few pumps before releasing onto your chest and stomach with another groan. he exhaled, then slumped down next to you on the bed, both of you breathing heavily.
“oh my fucking god!” you exclaimed as soon as your breath was caught, “that was… amazing.” you shut your eyes and smiled, leaning against kirk’s shoulder. he smiled and laughed softly.
“i did not expect any of that at all.” your words were drawn out and tired, as you were struggling to keep your eyes open.
“so it was good?”
“yes it was good!!” you looked up at him, meeting his eyes with a thrilled smile. he smiled proudly and kissed you once more.
“good.”
#grazilla’s thoughts#ask#kirk hammett#kirk hammett smut#kirk hammett x reader#metallica#metallica smut#metallica x reader
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↻ mischief-filled love - luca kaneshiro
╰► warnings/includes: fluff, established relationship, silly nicknames, vtuber! reader, gn! reader
╰► note: crazy how i'm only writing now for my oshi lol.
Luca, despite being the big bad mafia boss that he is (or so he claims), is quite a playful man. It's evident with the way he treats his friends, his fans, and even you— his lover. It's in his nature to be mischievous and although you always find yourself to be on the receiving end of his whims, you find that it's quite endearing.
His and your fans are not strangers to his antics when it comes to you. From the first prank he did towards you to the time he asked you out by building a flower-shaped tower for you in Minecraft, they're all witnesses. Though there are times they can't help but be curious of what happens behind the scenes.
Boundaries aside, you and Luca are pretty much vocal to things in your relationship that you think is fine sharing with your viewers. That's why when one particular question catches your eyes, you giggle as you read it outloud.
"Does Luca ever call you weird nicknames?" You're currently doing a zatsudan stream, chilling with your viewers and all that while Luca sleeps in your shared bedroom after going live up until 3 AM.
You hum in thought, fondly remembering the weird nicknames your boyfriend has given you but you balk when you come up with nothing. "No? Yeah no, the silliest one he's given me is booba biter because I like biting his chest," you laugh as you look at chat with a bright grin, "Most of the time, they're all cute. I'm the one who gives him weird nicknames."
You see the onslaught comments rolling up your chat so fast you can barely read them. You settle on the recent question after your chat has reasonably calmed down. "What nicknames do you give him?"
You're about to open your mouth to answer the question when someone opens the door to your live streaming room. You see Luca waltzing in, rubbing his eyes to adjust to the lights coming from your computer. He freezes on the spot when he realizes that you're in the middle of streaming, mouthing 'Can you mute for a second?'
With a quick nod, you relent as you tell your viewers about quickly muting your microphone so you can focus on your sleepy boyfriend.
"Babe." His voice sounds so raspy yet whiny that it makes you grin.
"Hey, baby." You greet, taking the opportunity to stretch your back after being slumped in front of your setup for almost two hours now. "What's up?"
"Nothing. Just wanted to see you." He smiles lazily before pressing multiple pecks on your forehead and cheeks. "I'll go now, don't want to keep you from them." He says and then finally kisses your lips, soft yet firm.
You hum, ruffling his messy blonde hair before he exits the room again like nothing happened. The moment makes your stomach flutter, excited butterflies filling your system at the affectionate gesture from your sweet boyfriend.
Clearing your throat, you unmute your microphone to greet everyone again, resuming on your previous topic. "Sorry about that. Where were we?" You skim through multiple comments to get you back on track.
👑 poppey soul 👑: u were gonna expose urself with the weird nicknames u give luca lol
This time, you can't hold back the snicker from escaping your pressed lips after reading the live chat. "Right! I usually call Luca schmoopey because he likes smooches and he gets mopey when I don't give him what he wants," you pause as you try to think of the other ones you've given him, "Oh! He absolutely loathes hubba bubba but it cracks me up everytime."
forever kindred 👹: those are cute though! 😭
fulgur's rusty right arm 😬: lol i call my boyfriend poopstain sometimes
You're happily giggling by yourself as you read chat after chat. "I don't think Prince is weird but he's not that fond of it because he gets flustered when I call him that."
y/n's doormat 😚: what does luca call u doe? 👀
Deciding to tease your chat, you hum as if to keep them on their toes before finally answering the question. You don't mean for it to happen but the way your voice sounded came out shy and giggly. The things your boyfriend does to you. "He usually calls me babe or love… but if he's feeling affectionate, he calls me sweetheart or doll sometimes."
Another bout of chat going crazy and Uki, who happens to be present at the time, demanding the sick bucket, you decide it was time to end the stream.
What you didn't know is that your boyfriend was watching your stream outside, laughing at the way you got embarrassed and abruptly ended the live stream. He couldn't wait to tease you as soon as you come out.
@emissaire 2022 all rights reserved - plagiarism is a crime
#livre: daisy#luca kaneshiro x reader#luca kaneshiro#luxiem#luxiem x reader#luxiem fluff#luca kaneshiro fluff#vtuber! reader
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thinking about nascar racer peter, and ur one of the flag girls who he bumps into one day. of course he starts flirting with u and ur absolutely falling for it. he takes u for a drink and kisses u in the cab drive home. follows u to ur apartment and u drag him to ur sofa, letting him lay down before u straddle his lap, leaning down to kiss him again. his hands are on ur waist, slowly pushing upwards under ur shirt. he's mumbling all kinds of praise into ur skin as he kisses down ur neck. he fucks u there on the sofa before u take him to bed and he fucks u there too. then again in the shower before u finally go to bed—properly this time.
u wake up to the smell of breakfast cooking and u find his discarded t-shirt from the night before and slip it on, heading to the kitchen.
"hey.. found some bacon and eggs in the fridge, thought i'd cook u a lil somethin'.."
and that's how it starts—him coming over to ur place, a makeout session on the couch before he fucks u once, twice, sometimes even three times, then the morning after he's cooking u breakfast. it was never official or exclusive between u two but u couldn't help but get jealous, angry even, when u saw him flirting with another flag girl, his hand on her waist as she giggled at his jokes.
he wasn't even urs to begin with but u didn't want to admit that to urself because everything just felt right with him.
u had to tear ur eyes away from him and that flag girl before u actually started tearing up. he saw u out of the corner of his eye and cursed under his breath, running after u. he eventually caught up to u, his hand on ur shoulder.
"hey.. u ok?"
"don't ask me if i'm fucking ok.. what the fuck were u doing?"
"i.. oh.. look i can explain—"
"u fucking better.."
"first of all, we were never exclusive.. and—"
"no.. but i think sleeping with each other almost every night and then u making me breakfast every morning.. that was something, at least it was to me.."
"it.. it was to me too but, shit.. that fucking scared me.. i'm scared that we do go exclusive and people start spouting bullshit, or somethin' happens to me out on that course and we've barely just been together and i'm like.. ripped away from u.."
u could tell he was being sincere and u realised how he felt then. he loved u and he just admitted it without actually saying the words. he wiped ur tears away and held ur face in his hands.
"i.. i just thought if i don't form any real attachments to anyone, nobody's gonna really bother if i flip my car out there and don't come out the other side of it alive."
u stepped closer to him now, ur hands placed on his chest as he started to well up.
"but then u came along and, i-i didn't even mean to like u this much but.. i do, like trust me, i really fucking do.."
u laughed a little then, smiling up at him.
"ur a really good driver y'know.. u'll be fine out there.."
"it happens to the best of us.."
"i believe in u.. it's just u who needs to believe in urself.."
he pulled ur face up to his, kissing u softly. ur hands fisted into his undershirt, giving u flashbacks to every night on ur sofa when u would do the exact same while u straddled his lap. he pulled away after a few seconds and kissed ur forehead afterwards.
"ok.. ok, guess i gotta start believin' in myself then.. for my girl.."
u wrapped ur arms around his shoulders then, letting him lift u up to wrap ur arms around his waist. he held u against him, his arms around ur waist, burying his face into ur neck.
"am i really ur girl?"
"if u wanna be.." he pulled away to look at u, a smirk on his face.
"i do.. i wanna be ur girl.."
"then ur my girl.. forever and always.."
#went kinda angsty w this one oopsies#anyway just imagine peter in one of those race jumpsuit thingies#it's tied at the waist and he has a tightwhite undershirt on#mmfmmfmdmmd im goin insane a little!!!!#peter quill#peter quill fluff#peter quill angst#peter quill smut#peter quill drabble#peter quill x reader#guardians of the galaxy#gotg#✎ peter quill#text post
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Hiii it's me again :D I really enjoyed "Cheer up" fic and i was wondering if you can write another fic about little Regulus and Little James comforting their mommy after smth sad or a long day? Like they see her tears and they're like "GASP! NO >:'(" so they make it their mission to see her smile
Only if you can ofc! Don't overwork urself and feel free to ignore this if you feel like you don't want to write it!
thank you! <33
Comforting mommy~ james potter and regulus black
Thank you for the request and I would love to write any of your ideas!
Includes age regression, little!james, little!regulus, cg!reader, tooth rotting fluff
It was a very tiring day for you, you been waking up at six am all week just to make time for classes, quidditch practice, and helping first years as assistant prefect. You were exhausted all week and the boys noticed, but what really topped the cake was when professor Slughorn announced in class yesterday that there was gonna be a surprise test.
You stayed up till 4am studying and trying to make Reggie and James fall asleep after both of them getting nightmares, sending them into headspace. But finally, it was Friday which meant last day of this stressful week. “Mama!” Reggie and Jamie chorused between their pacifiers. “Hi my loves how was class?” You asked giving them a kiss on the forehead.
“Good mama Minnie gave us a star since we got %100’s on our tests!” Reggie said content. “Mommy are you ok?” James asked worried. “Yeah Baby just a Little tired that’s all” you said reassuringly before letting out a yawn. “Mama! If your tired you should take a nap!” Reggie pouted at your antics.
“I’m fine little one, besides I need to take you guys to go get your favorite candies from hogsMeade since you guys did so good on your tests” you said reassuring the other little. “Do that tomorrow mama, today we gonna take care of you! Right Reggie?” James said grinning . Regulus just nodded smiling happily when you sat down on the bed with them.
Not even 10 minutes later you felt yourself relax. “I love you both so much, such good boys for me” You praised making their hearts flutter. “No problem mama!” James said smiling. “Mhm, it’s our job to make our mommy happy.” Regulus agreed.
#little james potter#james potter#james fleamont potter#james potter blurb#james potter fanfiction#james potter fluff#james potter x reader#james potter x y/n#james potter x you#sub james potter#regulus x you#little regulus black#regulus x y/n#regulus fanfiction#regulus fluff#regulus x reader#poly!reader#poly!jegulus#poly!relationship
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im sorry i havent been interacting much lately- im having a rough time atm and havnt felt like myself but im working on it!
ANYWAY this has been on my mind and it is genuinely getting me thru the day so i j have to share:) imagine ur having a bad day. like the worst of the worst, everything that could have gone wrong has. and to top it off you woke up feeling awful about yourself- total bad brain day. you get home irritated and exhausted and on the verge of tears and go straight to ur room, completely bypassing eris (this can be pre twins or post twins) and hes just sitting there confused as to why you j kept walking. at least until u accidentally let a bit of emotion down the bond and IMMEDIATELY eris is coming to you. he sees u crying and it shatters his heart bc why is the love of his life crying. so u explain ur day and how bad ur feeling ab urself and he just sits and listens and reassures u and makes you feel like the most loved person in the universe (bc by him you are).
v much realizing how heavy hurt/comfort it is so u can definitely ignore it but im fr wishing for an eris to help me thru it rn <3
Hi my dear,
I am sorry you are going through it rn, I totally understand and get it. You are not alone and don’t worry, Girl dad!Eris will always save the day because you are his heart, soul, and world.
Okay, so you just wake up not knowing that today was going to be a rough day. Honestly you had a lot of hope that the day was going to go really well!
Eris woke up early this morning because he has been busy adjusting the laws that Beron had set into place. He is working hard to undo them to make Autumn Court a better place for his people, for his little girls, and for you.
When he finishes getting ready, he crosses the room towards your form that is still laying in bed, fast asleep. He wakes you to give you your first good morning, a habit that formed when your bond had initially snapped into place centuries ago
He kisses your forehead, stroking your hair back as he gently murmurs, “I have to go to my office, I love you so so much my pretty, and I will see you at breakfast.”
And you smile back, bleary eyed, leaning up to peck him on the lips, telling him you would be up soon, sending a stroke of love down your mating bond in reassurance.
You watch tiredly as he tip-toes to his favorite babes who were still sleeping peacefully in their bassinets, and gives them each individual kisses.
You are too tired to hear what he whispers down at the two, but you are 100% positive it is something along the lines of, “Be good for your mama my beautiful babes. Papa will be back soon, and he loves you more than anything.”
And then he walks out the door, winking at you as he shuts it softly behind him.
By the time you fully wake, it’s been almost an hour since Eris started his day. Marwa and Twila are still asleep, and so you get up with a sense of motivation to get yourself ready.
Since the babes were born, it had become increasingly difficult to find time in the morning to get yourself ready before breakfast. Usually, you would need to get yourself dressed and appearing somewhat presentable after you fed the girls their breakfast.
At first, this worried you. You didn’t want to appear like you were lazy or “letting yourself go” when you arrive to breakfast, frazzled from wrangling the girls out of bed and to the kitchem still in your pajama’s with some dried drool at the corner of your lips from the night before
But the way Eris would look up from where he was seated at the dining table when you would wake in with your babes hand in hand...
The way his eyes would spark with the fire that ran within his veins... the way his face would illuminate with utter joy and peace... the way he always stood in greeting, hugging his babes and putting them in their seats... the way he would pull your chair back for you like the gentlemale he was, tucking you in your seat right next to him before pressing a kiss onto the back of your hand
And if he was feeling incredibly risky, whenever the girls would be focused on eating their breakfast, he would press kisses all the way up your bare arm, right up to your shoulder, whispering something along the lines of how stunning you look this morning
And you would always flush at his compliments, preening under his gaze, any worries that you previously carried slipping away like a leaf within the wind drifting to the ground off a tree
But this morning... you had the time to get ready. Your perfect babes had decided to sleep in. So after taking a quick peak to ensure that both were still dreaming happily, you race towards the en-suite bathroom to rush to take a bath
You soak in the tub for 15 minutes, scrubbing every inch of your skin and allowing for the sunflower oil to hydrate any dryness you were experiencing. You even have time to wash your hair with your favorite rose scented shampoo and conditioner.
You smile, knowing that you have your morning all planned out perfectly. The moment you get out of the bath, you will apply some light rogue to your lips and cheeks to brighten you up today. And if you have the time, you will make sure that your hair is somewhat tame from the bird-nest it was from last night’s late night activities with your husband...
Your perfumed scent and fresh, soft skin is likely going to drive your mate insane during breakfast.
And, so, when the babes run off for their morning riding lessons with their Uncle Luc after breakfast... well... whose to say what Eris will do to you?
Hopefully drag you into his office to have his way with you while the girls are away for a couple of hours before returning to work
But as you get ready... as you stare at yourself in the mirror... you can’t help but feel off. Something about the way you look today feels off.
Entirely off.
The way your rogue is settling on your cheeks is not flattering, and no matter how many times you wipe it off and reapply, it is making you look like you painted yourself this morning to look like a clown. Even the way the rogue stains your lips is wrong.
Fresh face without any makeup will have to do. Eris has never complained before, and he never will. He loves your bare face. He often prefers it because it let’s him paint your face with his cum.
So you sigh in dissapointment, but let it go ultimately. At least you can still fix your hair the way you want. Maybe you will curl it to frame your face? Maybe you will straighten to highlight your cheeks? The possibilites are endless, right!
Wrong.
Your hair is not working with you today. No matter how you try styling it, it falls right back into place, resting in a messy way. You even tried applying a small portion of the gel your mate uses in the morning to help with it, but your hair ends up feeling a bit crusty and greasy, even though that never happens to Eris.
You’re now feeling a little demotivated... you take a quick peak into your room, noticing that both your babes are awake now. Thank the mother they are just babbling at each other, distracted by telling each other about their dreams.
Soon they will realize that their papa is gone, and that mama is in the bathroom, and they will run to receive your morning lovings of hugs and kisses before you help them get ready for the day.
That leaves you with a couple minutes to at least dress a little nicer this morning. So you run into the closet, picking out a flowy sage green dress that Eris had bought for you a couple of days ago despite your closet being full of other clothes.
“I wanna spoil you my beloved. Besides, I already bought Marwa and Twila dresses that match yours. So maybe you can have them wear their dresses when you wear yours. Just so I can see my most beautiful girls and perfect mate matching.”
Gods, the way he treated you had your heart fully leaping into his hands, without any hesitancy or doubt, for him to hold close to his own heart
But even the dress is not fitting right on you. The way it hugs your hips shows off the dips that had developed after having your girls. And you didn’t necessarily hate them per say... but it wasn’t something you wanted highlighted to your mate and the entire autumn court for that matter
And then you start to think maybe it’s not the rogue or the hair or the dress... maybe it’s me. I mean your body has changed a lot since having your girls. Your breasts had enlarged with milk for the babes, and your hips had widened for the birth.
And you hadn’t bounced back like you thought you would.
And obviously, Eris never gave you any pressure or stress about it. In fact, the male worshiped your body. Pre-pregnancy, during pregnancy, and post pregnancy. He was obsessed with you in the best way possible.
But for some reason... today was just not working with you. And you felt dejected that you had wasted your time this morning trying to get ready for your husband, only for it to not work out, when you probably could’ve snuck into his office to have a quick few... private... moments.
Alas, you didn’t have time to think on it too much because the girl’s came running into the room, clinging at your legs begging for their morning kisses and hugs.
Your heart sung at their love, and you felt a small tug at your bond as the wave of emotion seeped down to where-ever Eris was this morning.
So you lean down, pick up your girls, pressing kisses all over their faces as they giggle at you, and move to get them ready, pushing away any discontent to the back of your mind.
You had no time to let this bother you anyway. After breakfast, and hopefully some alone time with Eris, you needed to head out to different towns across Autumn Court to gather intel on any concerns the people had, to reassure the people that you and Eris were working hard as high lord and high lady to ensure their prosperity, to ensure that you would be different from Beron.
The girls are incredibly difficult this morning. They want to see their papa, and they want their papa to get them ready this morning. So you press your lips together, promising them that papa will join them for breakfast if they get ready quickly.
A couple of temper tantrums later, the three of you arrive at the breakfast nook only to discover Lucien in the place of Eris. He sends over a sympathetic smile at the downcast look that crosses your face, letting you and the babes know that their papa had to head out to the border to deal with something that had come up.
You tug at your bond in worry, and your mate replies almost instantly with reassurance and apology which you wholeheartedly accept. Things like this happen. Things like this will happen as high lord and high lady. Things will come up and interrupt your morning and that is okay.
But damn, does it mother above fucking suck.
The only reason the babes don’t have a meltdown over the lack of thier papa’s presence is Lucien’s promise for some candies later if they eat quickly and get to the stables for their horse riding lessons. He squeezes your shoulder in warmth as he is pulled away by his favorite nieces, who immediately give you a hug and kiss in goodbye, once they finish eating.
You head out to town as soon as you finish your own breakfast.
The sooner you get this done, the sooner you can see Eris and spend some time with your babes, together as a family. That is the only thing you look forward to for the rest of the day.
But your time in town only further worsens your mood. Compliant after compliant after compliant. All of them being valid and equally concerning. All of the citizens of the Autumn Court had suffered for centuries under Beron’s rule, and once the fear of Eris disappeared with his kindness, feelings of anger arose within the general population against the Vanserra family as a whole
At some point, you had closed off the bond to Eris because you feared he would pick up on your general distress that was progressing into outright sorrow, discomfort, and grief.
There wasn’t much you could do besides take the brunt of the anger as high lady, reassure the people that you and Eris were working for them, for the people and not the members of court, to undo the heinous laws Beron had inacted, but advise them it would take time.
Town after town after town.
So many families, so many elderly, so many women, so many children had suffered. So many perished with the high taxes and tithes they would were forced to pay, not leaving them with enough money to even buy food.
And the children... they looked at you with such hope... and once you earned their trust with a couple of candies and friendly conversation, they would sit near you trying to gain the favor of their high lady. They would tell you of losing their fathers to the war, losing their mothers to famine because they would sacrifice their food for their babes...
It nearly broke you.
And by the end of the day... by the end of the day you just wanted to crawl into bed and sleep the day away. Intense sadness squeezed at your heart, leaving a lump in your throat, and nausea that had your head spinning.
You didn’t want the girls to see you like this. You only wanted them to see you happy, to see you content. You and Eris had agreed that the babes would grow up with no concern for either of their parents, that you would put on a front so they felt safe, so they felt normal.
Nor did you want your mate to see you like this. You didn’t want him to worry about you.
Part of your sadness stemmed from your overall day being couldron damned. Another part from your lack of time around your mate and babes. Another part from your doubt of yourself in terms of your ability as high lady and even in terms of your beauty.
It just... the day was not working out the way you wanted it to. And the day refused to work out the way you expected it to. Every surprise was a sad one. There was nothing happy about what happened today.
So when you got home, nearing sunset, you walked straight past where your mate and the babes were seated in the sitting room. The girls were in their own world, taking turns trying to read the book that was settled on the floor in front of them as the hounds cuddled into their laps and surrounded them in a protective circle. Eris had been leaning on the couch, a content look spanning his face with a soft smile crinkling his freckle covered cheek, watching his perfect babes politely hand off different pages to each other, watching them point at the little pictures in the book and pointing it out to the hounds that were around them who oddly looked like they understood every word the babes spoke to them.
Your mate had been the first to notice your presence along with the hound he had gifted you for protection when you had accepted the mating bond. The hound trailed after you as Eris stared after your distancing form in confusion, you hadn’t even spared him or the babes so much as a glance as you stormed towards your bedroom.
A sense of dread fills the male as he feels a pulse of sadness through the bond. He hadn’t felt anything from you since this morning, but he had chalked it up to you being busy. He hadn’t thought you were upset in any form. He felt his heart drop, maybe you were angry he had failed to join you and the girls for breakfast.
“Watch over the babes,” he commanded the hounds who had sat up, ears pointing backward and down in alert at their masters orders, surrounding the girls in a circle. When the babes asked where their papa was going, “I’m gonna check on your mama, my Marwa, my Twila. Don’t worry. we will be back with dinner okay?”
They nodded in reply, confused because their mama usually always greeted them with kisses and hugs whenever she came back from work, but they didn’t ask their papa any other questions as he hurried after you.
Eris finds you curled under the covers in bed, and you don’t even peak out to watch him approach you as he settles down on the bed on your side. His feet settle onto the floor on the side of the bed as he angles his body to face yours. He can smell the saltiness of your tears in the air which has his heart racing, trying to think of any reason you could be upset.
Gods forbid, had you been hurt while out in town? Were you upset with him? Were the girls too rough to deal with alone this morning?
He would never forgive himself if anything had happened to you.
Nor would he forgive the person who was stupid enough to upset you like this.
And Mother have mercy on him if he found out that he was the reason you were upset. He would rather light himself on fire alive than be the cause of your pain.
“Beloved?” he whispers when he hears your sniffles coming from underneath the covers. He presses a firm hand into what looks to be the outline of your shoulder, before peeling the blanket away from you.
Bile rises in his throat as he clocks in the tears streaming down your cheeks, your hand pressed into your mouth to muffle your sobs, and eyes squeezed shut to hide the pain that was no doubt reflected in your beautiful iris’.
His heart shatters into a million pieces, not understanding what has happened that has upset you so.
But he quickly jumps into action.
Immediately shifting to lay on top of you, to allow his body weight to act as a grounding source, to allow his warmth to stabilize the adrenaline that is racing through your veins, to press kisses anywhere he has access to.
His hands run up and down your sides, squeezing at your waist and hips before pulling you up into him, molding your body against his as his arm wraps tightly around your waist, his other arm reaching up to finger the ends of your hair.
“What happened my beloved? Has something hurt you?”
You don’t even reply, you just bury your head into the junction of his shoulder and neck, inhaling his cinnamon and apple scent, tinged with the afternoon rain and leaves, allowing for the sound of his heartbeat to calm your own.
You finally open your side of the bond, allowing all your feelings to flood towards him. He takes a sharp inhale, overwhelmed by the rush of negative emotions, but doesn’t say anything. He wants you to share these feelings with him. He wants to lift the burden of these feelings in any way he can. And if that means letting it go onto him, then so be it.
You shake against his body for a while, tears soaking into his shoulder as he strokes your hair, at some point pulling you into his lap and rocking you back and forth.
And when you are ready, you finally begin to tell your husband about your day. About how the day started off so perfectly with him waking you up, and how you felt so motivated to feel pretty for him. How nothing worked out and it left you feeling insecure. How the girls were upset that their papa wasn’t there in the morning, instead they were stuck with mama (even though you know that is not how they meant it to sound, they are only babes for mothers sake). How the towns people had so many concerns. How the children of the court had suffered. How upset you were that these things would take time to fix. How upset you were that you couldn’t relieve the peoples pain with one law, with one all included fix. How much you missed him throughout the day. How much you had wanted some alone time with him... some private time... how disappointed you were when he wasn’t there at breakfast, and how you just were not feeling good. Not feeling good about the day. Not feeling good about the state of the court. Not feeling good about yourself.
And he listened. Stroking your back with one hand, and your hair with the other. Pressing kisses into your temple and forehead, onto your cheeks and corners of your eyes every time a new tear tried to slip out.
He didn’t interrupt you once, allowing for you to get all your feelings out there. Only sending strokes of love, appreciation, pride, longing, and want down the bond that tied your two hearts together.
And when you finally finished, tears all dried out, breathless from your rant, his hand came up to your chin, gripping it to force eye contact with you. The bond had tightened into one of pure devotion streaking down to reach your end, encasing you with your mates love. His amber iris’ stared into yours, flicking back and forth, reflecting only honesty and truth as he began thickly, “My beloved, you are the most stunning female I have ever seen, ever had the pleasure knowing, probably the most stunning female to have ever existed. You are the definition of ethereal, elegance, dazzling, enchanting, and alluring. Your beauty exceeds that of the stars, moon, and sun. There are not enough words to describe your beauty, really there are no words that can accurately describe it either. You are just going to have to take my word for it, and I promise you that I will prove to you ever day how bewitched I am by you. I am so sorry your day didn’t go as you wanted it to. I was actually hoping to join you sometime later today, but I got pulled away by the border issues and I just didn’t have enough time. I am sorry you had to deal with all that on your own. Things for the people are very emotionally charged right now, but I am so fucking proud of you. I am proud to have you as my high lady. I, and the people of this court, are incredibly blessed to have you as high lady, my beloved. You handled things beautifully, and in ways that I couldn’t have done better myself. You are allowed to have off days my love, but I am here for you. And I am going to remind you every time you have one of those days, actually, I am going to remind you every day, that you are my entire heart. My whole soul. And my world, along with the babes. My universe revolves around you. And you are the most loved person I know. The babes absolutely adore you, and while they were complaining in the morning for you, you should’ve seen how they cried when they realized you would be gone for the entire day. It took hours to console them beloved, hours. I was nearly about to rip my hair out before I brought in the hounds to distract them. You are their world. You are the perfect mama to them, and I assure you that you are their favorite being to exist, and I cannot help but feel the exact same. I love you so much, and it is going to be okay. I promise you.”
Your lip trembled at his devotion towards you. Everyday, your mate managed to surprise you with the amount of love and affection he held towards you. Everyday, over and over again, he proved that he was the only being that you could ever possibly want or need to be happy, to be content, to live. “Thank you, Er,” you whispered, leaning forward and capturing his lips against yours. They moved slowly and passionately against each other, pulling away and coming back. Gasping against each others lips for air before shifting to press against each other with no space left in between. His tongue slipped between your lips, ushering into your mouth to stroke at your tongue causing a shot of lust to course through your body. He leaned back, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth, eliciting a soft moan that had him surging forward again.
“EWWWWWWWWWW”
Both Marwa and Twila’s little voices squealed at their parents display of affection, you shoved Eris away at the sound of your babes, immediately glancing over his shoulder to see the two of them scrunching their tiny faces in disgust. The both of them must’ve snuck in at some point during Eris’ speech, and-
“Mama, Papa was sucking your face off!” Twila screamed, leaping across the room towards you. Marwa following behind her just as quickly. Both landed on their papa, causing Eris to fall back with an “omph”
Their tiny fingers shoved into Eris’ sides trying to tickle the male to get him away from their precious mama with their best effort. Luckily for their papa, he was not very ticklish.
Unluckily for them, the babes were.
He locked eyes with you, amber iris’ lined with mischief that caused you to giggle and nod. You both snatched one of the girls away, sending soft brushes across their torso and behind their knees where they tickled the most, sloppily kissing every inch of their faces you both could reach. Their little screams of laughter that followed, soothing the last seed of ache in your heart.
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AHHHH CONGRATS 4 300+ FOLLOWERS IWNKFNWKFMSONDIEH ♡(> ਊ <)♡ LEMME GIVE U A KISS & A HUG EHEHEHEHE (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡
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“drunken in you”
⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· about to pick your lover up on a bar after a fight with him, he beats you to it, coming back home to you, drunk. and a drunken confession fell from his lips..
⠀⠀➧ prompt: (🍷 | “are you drunk?” · “yeah, drunken in you.”)
⠀⠀➧ r. angst to fluff | eustass kid × f!reader | oneshot
⠀⠀➧ warnings — none! mistakes and swearing may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!
⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice!
⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: welcome to “i'm in love with you!” confession event made to celebrate this account reaching 300+ followers! visit it to see my other works on this special!
reqested by: @kotaro16 — HELLO KOOO!! HERE'S YOUR REQUEST OML, you're being sweet again, thank you!! (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+
A heavy sigh escaped your lips upon waking up hours after you and your lover, Kid, had an argument about him frequently getting into fights. It wasn't anything major, but you know that Kid has other ways of cooling off—which is drinking on bars.
“..Ugh, now, time to pick that tulip up. I hope Killer's still awake to help me carry that baby back here.” You grumble, putting your coat on and grabbing your keys, opening the door when—
“I'm back.” Your lover, Eustass Kid announced. Standing in front of you with a small frown on his face, reeking alcohol.
“Done drinking your ass up?” You said with an eye roll, returning your coat and keys back to the rack as your lover walked to the couch, still having foothold.
He's awfully silent, and you felt it. So following him to the couch, you sat beside Kid, keeping a small distance from him.
“So,” You hummed, taking a pause to lean your body to the armrest, “What's with you, Eustass Kid? You're awfully silent.”
Receiving no answer from him, you huffed. Shaking your head as you stood up. “I'll be sleeping now, just follow if you want.”
Taking a step away from Kid, he immediately dart his eyes on you, hand grabbing your wrist and pulling you back to the seat beside him. “Don't leave me.”
Hearing his mutter, your heart clenched. Following what he said and staying beside him in silence before you broke it with a question, “..Are you drunk?”
You couldn't help it but ask that. He's being unusual after all—being soft and silent, the opposite of his usual rough and loud self.
“Yeah,” Kid murmurs, hand caressing your palm as he leaned his head on your shoulder before he continued, “drunken in you.”
Hearing his murmur, your eyes widened, before having a chuckle leave your mouth. Running your fingers through Kid's wild, red hair as he grumbled.
“My my, how cheesy, Kid.” You snicker, shifting your position, laying down the couch with your back leaned on the arm rest as Kid rested him face on your breasts, arms around your waist.
“Shut up, damned woman...” He growls, burrowing his face deeper on your chest, nose by your cleavage. “But, ‘m sorry.”
Apologizing to you out of a sudden, you hummed, pretending that you don't know what is he apologizing for. “Mhm? For what?”
“....For being such a hard-headed fucker who likes gettin' in to fights.. And for causing you a lot of troubles, and headaches.”
Giving you the reason why he's apologizing, Kid clenched the shirt you're wearing, looking up at you with a frown, and eyes shining in gloss, as if he's about to cry. “...And now that I've apologized, don't leave me..”
“Oh?” Raising your brows, you nod, hand trailing to his back, caressing it. “I won't do that, don't worry. That's because...”
“I love you.” Leaning towards his face, you then pecked his forehead as you said your sweet words, causing Kid to have his face blow red as he tigtened his hold on you. “..Uh-huh, love you too.”
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'Why do I never get such fun asks', you say? Hehehe.
Not to fear! I live to spread some fun on this site, the general task of just sending these mutual games sounds like something that could be done for anybody. I think it'd be fun for me to send these to whoever would like them! (This is the same anon, btw, who asked user fairyhaos about meet-uglies.)
How about... What sports/games would your mutuals hate the most? What would make them rage quit, what would make them absolutely bananas? I mean games as in things like- It could even be things like Valorant or something.
(From THE 🧚anon)
anon you’re an angel thank uuu ☹️☹️ kisses u on the forehead gently ANS NOW LETS GO!!!
@weird-bookworm football. sky would be good at it but then she’d got pissed if something went wrong OR when she got bored OR JUST ??? suddenly out of the blue she’d grab the ball w her hands and carry it to the score…?
@l3visbby golf. BYE LMAOSJJW but i kinda see u just losing your shit over missing the ball and just giving up and walking away lmao 😭😭
@slytherinshua i’m sorry but i’d say minecraft AJBWJRKE either you’d be sad that one of ur dogs died somehow OR if you died on the first day while playing on hardcore 🧍♀️
@fairyhaos now this is low-key hard bc i see yena as a patient person…? so maybe chess but it’s like,, the game is going fine, yena is composed and all but when she makes a wrong move and realised it she just stands up and leaves,,, prolly to punch a pillow in private LOLWNSOWBWK
@icyminghao tennis…? noelle would be vv passionate abt it but if she’d lose,,, i feel like maybe she’d be capable of losing her mind and destroying the tennis rocket (sabalenka moment)
@rubywonu poker AHAHAH nia would be slaying the poker face game until that one moment when she loses all her bets … eye twitch and all, just mumbling about how ridiculous this game is anyways
i didnr really have any more ideas tho so sorry if u don’t see urself here :((
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readers parents. grabs them by the collar. U WILL APPRECIATE HER U BUMBLING OLD FOOLS. GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
its sooo hard bc readers parents remind me so much of my own,, somewhat overbearing,, detached but not detached???? u think theyre detached but the day u come to that conclusion suddenly their nice to u and everything feels normal again?? yeah. and i felt bad for them going into the middle when they started going into poverty but immediately!! immediately i dislike them again when they were all over jungkook just bc he had divinist potential rahhh i know how that feels,, being compared despite being the best version of urself for ur parents,,, ouhhh blood boils
unless it is unclear this is shake jungkook like an 8 ball anon haha,, gonna ramble a bit but my theory!! (puts on matpat hat) my theory is that i do not think reader will fall in love with jk again even after she regains her memories. despite having her memories back shes very different from who she used to be now + her yoongi situation not to mention yoongi and jk being so different in every way TT now im just thinking abt confronting hajin again,,, and hoseok,, will she retake her position as general i wonder.. what if she gives it up,, meets with her ex best friend,,, and something unfolds (i do not have that brain power to think more) i am also!! also very excited to see shit go down back in solaria i know yoongis PISSED pissed at his lieutenant rn grab popcorn everybody its time for drama,, and hopefully romance where reader and yoog get to live quiet lives in the countryside (yes im Still biased im weak for gentle guys okay general yoongi is so Gentle Guy. doesnt help that hes my ult bias gdhjska kisses jk on forehead sorry buddy)
I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS IS HALF A YEAR LATE 😭
Omg. I appreciate your theories so much. I don't want to spoil ANYTHING so I won't comment (IT'S KILLING ME), but I will say that I too am SO excited to share what happens AFTER the flashback scenes because you are very, very right. Shit will go down, and it's really gonna be time to grab some popcorn!!
#ask#anon#lod#it's been a wild fucking ride#i've been struggling mentally these past few months and i've only now just come to terms with it#i'm trying to heal but i'm off to college again tomorrow#i'm really trying to hang in there#writing fantasy and darker content doesn't come easy when every aspect of my life is a stressor#but i'll push through!#even if it takes me years i will finish lod#i'm just sorry i left without much explanation and then kept delaying my posting schedule#i will still not be able to post until (at the earliest) march#i suspect my schedule will not be consistent until summer and i apologize for it :(
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*kisses ur forehead* give urself a forehead kiss too
Is this a way to distract me from my horniness
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hey babe just popping in to say ur right seeing chan say that is really concerning not just (especially) for him but for his fans as well. you do not need to diet. You are a beautiful person who deserves to eat. You deserve to eat when youre hungry and when you arent happy with urself and when its a meal time and you deserve a little treat when u feel like it. I love chan but i definitely feel like it can be harmful to talk about dieting in such a way and especially when he has so many people looking to him for inspiration and comfort. I hope hes okay but i also hope you are okay. I know how hard it can be and im so proud of you and i hope you have a nice warm meal that fills you up just right and all you have to think about is the warmth in ur belly and in ur heart. 🥰🥰🥰🤦♀️💖❤💜💙
this is really sweet and really means a lot, anon, i hope you know that. it's... very easy for me to get hit with self-loathing about my body, especially when i see other people say those sort of things (as u can tell from this whole thing about chan), or after a doctor's appointment where my health is perfectly fine but seeing certain numbers or words fuck with me despite the fact i'm healthy.
i'm gonna put some more thoughts under a readmore just because i tend to ramble a lot and i don't wanna put a long-ish post on anyone's dash but i have more thoughts here (but if you don't wanna read those, thank you again for your kind words <3 self love is a very long and hard journey and i have in the past and will continue to struggle with in the future. it's just a journey i gotta keep working on, and maybe one day i'll at least be able to appreciate my body for keeping me alive even if i'm not happy with it yet)
[warning for like... talks of potential eating disorders/disordered eating and fatphobia, ig? just tread with caution if any of this bothers u im sorry :( ]
like... i feel like there's always going to be a certain line you have to be careful of when you talk about dieting, btw. i don't think chan meant anything bad by what he said (he's a very genuine person from what i've seen, and there's a reason he has such a comforting presence for a lot of people, me included) and i genuinely hope that he never like... feels bad about that if he ever happens to see how it can impact people? like you said, a lot of people look to him for inspiration and comfort, and i feel safe in saying at least some of those people are going to be people under eighteen. i'm not saying it's impossible to happen to anyone under twenty or even twenty-five, but i think the weird, hard part of being a teenager can make those feelings a lot worse--or even anyone in his audience who has dealt with things like EDs or disordered eating on its own. it can be a very slippery-slope right back into those habits, especially hearing them said by someone you look to for motivation/comfort/etc.
which isn't to say i blame chan at all! from what it sounds like, this is definitely something that was pushed onto him? like, idk, i don't know so this is all speculation, but he did say that both his members (which, btw, not a huge surprise just because of how rampant fatphobia is in this industry: i don't really blame them for having that mindset tbh) and the staff sorta kept pointing out him gaining weight.
which btw... where? chan you gotta show me where baby because i cannot fucking see it at all but that's beside the point. you don't have to visibly have gained weight to feel like you've done it.
i just hate the way he said that he needs to do this 'properly' so much. like this isn't proper. eating a single meal a day and barely anything else isn't proper, and i feel like we can probably guess he'd be working out alongside this alongside the work he's already doing.
idk man i just wanna give him a kiss on the forehead and tell him that it's okay if he wants to lose weight but he should do it for himself and he should do it properly. like i've been there. it sucks. you feel like shit and i can't imagine being busy with everything he's busy with and also not eating enough. like idk im not a bee-tee-ess stan but i've read about the shit that j*min went through considering he passed out during rehearsals from barely eating (and, god, it does make me feel better to see a lot of people citing where he's not doing that anymore: i'm not a stan, but he seems like a sweetheart and i wish the best for him + his group). like, not to focus purely on chan again, but it does make me worry about him more.
how far can it go? how far will it go? i don't want to find out. i just want him and the rest of skz to stay healthy and happy, and something like this is going to stop chan (and felix, from what i've read--he also went on a strict diet at one point...? i'd have to look into it more) from being either.
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