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Guilty Pleasures - Dreamcatcher Gahyeon

"Damnit Gahyeon I've been here for 30 minutes already."

"Sorry sorry! The train was late, and it was packed and I had to wait for the next one," Gahyeon sneaks in the real reason at the end. "And I overslept."

"Ugh, are you this late to schedules? Why do I even put up with you."

"Because that's work, unless you're paying me to be here, this ain't work. And I'm the most good-looking person you know, now shut up and follow me." Gahyeon pulls you into Dongdaemun Fashion Town. You and Gahyeon cut an odd pair—a fashionably dressed yet fastidiously anonymous woman dragging a shabbily attired man around the shops, the two of you stood out for very different reasons. The two of you were rivals in school, but Gahyeon went on to become an idol, and you went on to become an office worker. You suffer each other's company begrudgingly: Gahyeon because you weren't a star-struck fool who asked her for favors, and actually gave her shit when it mattered. You because she stuck around, made an effort to stay in touch rather than fade away and into her celebrity life.

"So who are you meeting? Do you have her insta? Does she have any exes on her profile?"

"Don't they delete all of those?"

"They might just hide their faces, I want to see what they dress like, see what her type is."

"Oh, anyways no, a friend set us up, I just have a name and a pic."

"No college, no background?" You tell Gahyeon what you know, and with a few taps she brings up an instagram profile.

"Is this her?" You're left to wonder if Gahyeon might just be in the wrong line of work as she starts scrolling through the pictures.

"I think so? Looks like the photo."

"Damn, no guys, or at least guys that look like exes."

"Just pick what you think looks good then."

"Hmm okay, then let's go!" Gahyeon has you following her like a puppy as her head turns on a swivel, walking down the many rows of shops. Suits, t-shirts, outerwear, innerwear, the place had it all.

"This and this, try them together." "Do this one instead." "Try the black one again? It looked better than the navy."

It also happened to have sleek spaghetti tops, skirts, and pretty one-pieces.

"Hold on to these for me?" "How does this look?" "Wait here, I think I liked the other one better."

You swear by the time you exit the market at least half of it is Gahyeon's purchases, and that you're holding all of it.

"Omo, you're such a nice boyfriend, helping her hold all the shopping." An old granny comments at the two of you exiting the area.

"What?" "HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" Gahyeon shouts loudly over you. "Some of it is his stuff too!"

"Aigoo, poor you." Gahyeon shoots a death glare as you kindly wave your hands at her.

"No granny, we're just friends."

"Do friends do that hmm? Have one person hold everything while the other one walks around like they own the place?" Gahyeon's flabbergasted, her mouth opening and closing comically as she slowly grows redder and redder.

"No no, this is me repaying a favor, she helped me pick some nice clothes!"

"Did she now?"

"Yes I did! Y-You shouldn't comment if you don't know anything!"

"Aigoo sorry, you know, kids these days, all of them are couples. Here, a little something for entertaining little old me." She pushes a box into each of your hands, and you nearly drop yours as you struggle to carry the bags.

"We don't have money," you say automatically, wary of being scammed.

"No no, it's just a little trinket, help you two grow closer together." Before you could thank her she turns around, disappearing into crowd, as quickly as she appeared in front of the two of you.

"Right— Hey!" Gahyeon grabs her bags from you, tossing the box into one of the bags unkindly before stomping off.

"Fuck it, I'll carry themself! Tch!" You watch her crash through the crowd for a little bit before switching to using two hands. You catch up to her quickly and take the shopping bags back from her.

"Come on, you just carry the bag with the box in it." Gahyeon continues to pout, and after some cajoling and a lot of dessert you finally see her off in a taxi, loading the bags into the back seat for her.

"Thanks, let me know how the date goes!"

It went well, we're having a second date next week! Gahyeon swipes away the notification without a thought—it only hinders her from the porn she's watching. She licks the same finger and slips it between her legs once more, your message a mere detour to her destination. A low breath slips past parted lips as she rubs small circles on her clit before pushing two fingers in.

The woman's legs are held open, held at the knees as her partner begins thrusting. The loud slaps of flesh are even louder in Gahyeon's ears. She is forced to stop watching the video as her eyes close, a soft groan as she reaches a peak—a weak one, but it'll have to do. A shower later she finally gets to looking at her phone again.

That's great, see, told you I could dress you well! Gahyeon's message lights up your phone screen, but you don't see it on your desk. You're too busy stroking it, reading smuts and watching porn. Your hand quickens and with a long exhale through your nose you spill into the tissue.

You don't get to her message until the next day.

*Days later*

Gahyeon's walking out of the shower, mostly dry. Something catches her eye as she towels her hair dry—the box the granny had given her. She had forgotten about it and left it on her desk unopened. Curious, Gahyeon flips it open and nearly drops it!

"What..." On the floor lay a simple dildo, innocuous and hopefully unused. Gingerly Gahyeon picks it up, examining it closely. She takes it to the bathroom and washes it before touching it more thoroughly. Why did the granny give her this? And didn't she give you another box, did she give you a dildo too? Gahyeon is lost in thought as the water continues to run over her hands and the dildo. Those thoughts turn dirty as she absentmindedly runs a finger up and down the shaft—fuck, how long had it been since she got laid? The dildo felt longer and thicker between her fingers as she got wetter and wetter between her legs.

Making up her mind Gahyeon cleans the dildo again before turning off the tap and heading to bed. The shorts and panties quickly come off, and Gahyeon spreads her legs, her breath catching as the hard tip of the dildo rubs over her slit—that felt too good already! The tip nudges left and then right, and it pushes her lips open. Gahyeon holds her breath and closes her eyes as she slowly pushes the toy in. Her pussy reacts greedily, swallowing the dildo and tightly squeezing every inch Gahyeon feeds it.

She curses under her breath when it's fully in, and immediately she starts pumping the dildo in and out of her, relishing in the satisfaction of being filled. Gahyeon's arm strains to saw it even faster through her, and the friction is enough to get her there. She plants her feet on the bed and lifts her hips, biting back a moan as she crests over the top, her pussy clenching around the dildo deep inside. She keeps herself plugged for a while longer, the last aftershocks of pleasure making her toes curl on the sheets. Eventually the dildo is extracted, and Gahyeon brings it to the bathroom. She feels the slick on the toy collect on her hand as she strokes it up and down—Maybe I'll keep it, she thinks to herself as she cleans it for the third time. Instead of putting it back in the box, Gahyeon places it in her bedside drawer. She doesn't think about it or take it out again for a long while.

*Said long while later*

I'm sorry, I don't think we'll work out, wish you all the best! You read the message with a sinking heart. You look at the clothes Gahyeon picked for you—all you can do is shrug and shut the closet. You notice an out-of-place box on the closet shelf. Right, that granny had given you the box, and you had simply left it there when you emptied your shopping bag. You open it, and on the list of things you expected to find, a fleshlight definitely wasn't on it. You wash it in the bathroom before placing it on the desk—what do you do with it?

"Fuck it..." you mutter, getting rid of your shorts. No better way to get over an unsuccessful match by stroking your worries away. You fire up the porn, but it is not needed at all. The fleshlight felt amazing, hot and wet around your shaft, and it seems to pulse with life, like a real pussy!

"Hnngh!" Gahyeon squeals as the dildo suddenly feels warm and fleshy inside her. She's still pumping it manually, but it seems to be moving with a mind of its own, getting deeper than she normally would. The intense pleasure sweeps through her body, and Gahyeon bites her t-shirt to stifle her moans. Her legs tense and quiver, and she's quickly rolling to an orgasm as the dildo seems to throb inside her, bigger and harder!

Then the worst happens.

"Gahyeon-ah, are you there?"

Gahyeon stills her hand, keeping the dildo firmly stuffed inside her.

"Y-Yes unnie?"

"I'm going to get some groceries, do you want anything?" Despite her staying still, Gahyeon feels the repeated thrusting of the dildo inside her, and she can't hold on.

"No it's— Ah!" Without the t-shirt to bite on, Gahyeon yelps before biting her lower lip. Her thighs close around her arm, trapping the dildo inside her. The orgasm rages through her, driven to violent heights as it seems to climax with her, throbbing against her clenching walls. Her abdomen seems to get warmer, and Gahyeon rolls over. Her feet kick wildly, and she screams into the pillow as she feels herself getting filled up, the impossibility leading to ecstatic insanity.

"Gahyeon-ah, are you okay? Can I come in?" The voice seeps into her consciousness from a mile away. The dildo has slipped out, taking its place above the wet spot on her sheets.

"N-No unnie, sorry, I stubbed my toe." Gahyeon wipes the drool from her mouth.

"Omo, does it hurt a lot?"

"It's fine, it's fine!" Gahyeon hastily replies. "Actually, can you get me some cola?"

"Cola? Okay sure, I'll be back later."

"Thank you unnie!" Gahyeon takes a deep breath as she hears the footsteps get softer and softer from her door. She grabs the dildo and examines it closely—it doesn't feel lifelike at all, and there's no moving parts, so how could it thrust into her? She dips a finger within herself, yet there's no sign of cum or any other foreign fluid, so why did it feel like she was getting filled up?

"What the fuck..." two people gasp simultaneously.

Across Seoul you're doubled over at your desk, having dumped your load into the fleshlight as it seemed to milk you with a mind of its own. No masturbation ever felt quite like this, like you were having sex with someone! You pumped the toy over and over until the pleasure finally ended. Only now do you remove it from your cock. It felt warm and wet earlier, yet when you look at your shaft, there was nary any lubricant, no slick, and yet you had definitely felt it!

You stumble into the bathroom and wash it clean. Fingers in the fleshlight confirm that there is no motor, no battery, yet it was definitely grasping and clenching around you, seeming to orgasm right before you did. You're too drained to think about it, and you leave it in the box again.

You don't throw the toy away however, and neither does Gahyeon.

The two of you reach an understanding with each other, not that either of you were aware of it—using the toy at certain times felt really fucking good, specifically when you two were both using it at the same time. You two assumed that the toy had some special function at those times, and so it became almost a routine to masturbate then. There were times when it didn't work, when Gahyeon was abroad on tour—timezones threw it off, but neither of you made the connection.

There was the nagging fact that the granny had given you both a box, but neither of you wanted to bring it up with the other person. How could Gahyeon ask you about the dildo she got? How would you even bring up the fleshlight with Gahyeon? The indulgence of the toy became a guilty pleasure for both of you, something intimate that should be kept at arm's length otherwise. The two of you remained blissfully oblivious about each other's nighttime proclivities until one road trip.

"Aish Gahyeon, we're not going to make it in this jam! How are you late on Lunar New Year's eve? You still had schedules?!"

"No I just overslept my nap okay? Blame our families, why do they have to live so far from Seoul!" The two of you are stuck in what could be called "traffic", although that requires some movement of cars. As far as you can tell, you have moved about a meter in the past hour, and the sun is already setting.

"What does the navigation say?" you groan and ask Gahyeon.

"Uhh, 3 hours."

"Fuck, we're gonna miss dinner."

"Yeah... Sorry." You bite your tongue, deciding not to further cuss out Gahyeon for making you miss your dinner with the family.

"It's fine, let's just see how far we get, then figure things out." You continue tapping on the steering wheel, but it doesn't make the cars go any faster, and an hour becomes two, and then two and a half. You make your decision, swinging across several lanes towards an exit.

"What are you doing?!"

"It's too late, we might not even make it before midnight. Just tell your parents you'll come in tomorrow. Let's find a motel or something to stay for the night, it'll be way less jammed tomorrow morning."

Gahyeon lets out a long breath and sighs, "Want me to text your parents too?"

"Yeah, thanks."

You manage to take the exit off the highway, and Gahyeon directs you to a motel she found on her phone.

"Room for two?" The concierge asks.

"No, two rooms please, just for the night." You ignore the weird look from the concierge and look at your phone, responding to your parents' message.

"Of course, here are your keys."

"Thanks." The two of you go to your neighboring rooms, but before you can slam the door in frustration, Gahyeon asks quietly.

"Do you want to do dinner together? Might as well." She's right, not like you have anyone else to eat with.

"Sure, might as well," you sigh. Dinner was a sullen and quick affair, the two of you a lonely duo in the otherwise empty fast food joint—the only place that was still open.

"What time should we head out tomorrow?" Gahyeon asks you on the elevator up to your rooms.

"7 am? Is that too early?"

"No, I won't oversleep, promise!"

"Good, I'll leave you here otherwise." You wouldn't of course, but just to scare her into actually waking up on time for once. Gahyeon sees through it easily though, offering you a hug.

"Liar, have a good night, and happy new year I guess."

"Happy new year, night." You sigh and flop on the bed. You check your messages again—more pics of the feast you should have been eating. Aimlessly you scroll through your phone, until you hear something you really, probably, shouldn't have heard.

"Mmm..." Gahyeon moans softly. She felt terrible for oversleeping, frustrated at herself for making you late, for making you miss your family dinner as well. She needed relief, so she's sprawled out on the bed, pushing the dildo into herself.

"Ah..." In addition to it being something you shouldn't have heard, you really shouldn't be getting hard at listening to Gahyeon get herself off. But you're too aroused you can't bring youself to put on earphones, so you reach for the fleshlight instead to work off your stress—might as well make the most of the "distraction".

"Nngh!" Gahyeon lifts off the bed suddenly as the dildo is "active" again. She checks her phone quickly—it's outside of the dildo's normal “schedule”, but she's not going to complain as it throbs and penetrates her delightfully. Propping herself against the headboard she sits up and plants her feet on the mattress. Gahyeon's toes curl and grip the sheets as she plunges the dildo into her with more purpose. Now she's going to get fucked.

You groan under your breath as you pump the fleshlight over your shaft. It is tight and wet, even more so than usual—surprisingly it is "working" at this time. Gahyeon's moans get louder through the wall, and you stroke it even faster, even harder.

Gahyeon's biting her shirt again, and she's starting to slide back down the bed as the pleasure overwhelms her. The dildo is particularly active, striking her powerfully deep, even faster than usual.

"Hmmmm!" Her hips lift off the bed in orgasm as she's driven to her first of the session. Gahyeon's body seizes up in pleasure, and her arm is rigid, keeping the dildo plugged firmly in her body. It seems to keep thrusting, and Gahyeon shuts her eyes and bites down on her shirt further.

The fleshlight tightens around you perfectly in time with Gahyeon's deep moan, and it urges you to your peak. You hear Gahyeon panting and gasping through the wall, seemingly riding out her own intense orgasm, and you squeeze the fleshlight so tightly you might break it.

"Yah! Mmmmm, mmph!" Gahyeon yelps as the dildo continues moving. Normally one orgasm would be enough, and the dildo would "orgasm" too. Little did she know that you are extra-motivated from her moans, and you last longer than your normally do. Gahyeon has to twist into the pillow, moaning loudly into it as she cums again. The sound waves make their way through the wall, and it becomes unstoppable waves of pleasure in your body.

"Fuck!" Your moan is short but loud, and you finally explode into the fleshlight.

Gahyeon doesn't hear your moan, too lost in pleasure as the dildo seems to finally "orgasm" too, going rigid before throbbing wildly inside her. The familiar warmth of a creampie, imaginary or otherwise, makes her sigh as she goes limp on the bed.

Separated by a thin wall, the two of you come down from your orgasms, toys thickly coated with bodily fluids. You eventually sneak out of your room with fleshlight in hand, looking to quickly wash it in the communal bathroom. You then go for a shower, and as you finish up, you run into Gahyeon leaving her room, and you hurriedly pocket the fleshlight.

"H-Hey."

"Oh it's you, umm hey. Have a good night!" Gahyeon blushes, and she's hiding something behind her back. She hurries by you, and though you don't see what she's holding exactly, you turn to see her placing a box on the sink—the exact same box you have, the one the granny gave you!

A crazy thought forms in your head, and you had to ask Gahyeon. You wait to hear her return to her room before jumping up and knocking on her door.

"Hey, are you sleeping soon? I have a question." Gahyeon peeks through the gap in the door.

"Not yet, come in." Gahyeon sits on the bed, dressed in a large t-shirt and shorts underneath. "What's up?"

"So umm, I happened to see the box you were holding earlier." Gahyeon's eyes widen and she blushes. "Is that the box the granny gave us last time?"

"Y-Yes? I was just using it to hold my makeup."

"Can I ask what was in your box?"

"My makeup!"

"No, when she first gave it to you. Was it a... An adult toy of some sort?" Now you're blushing with her. Gahyeon one-ups you and blushes deeper, nodding.

"Okay, so it wasn't just me. Listen, don't freak out, but does it feel really good sometimes, when you use it?" Her eyes widen in shock, how would you know that?

"Don't kill me, but I overheard you umm, using it just now, did it feel really good then?"

"Yes," Gahyeon replies hoarsely, her throat suddenly dry. No way, no fucking way.

"Okay so I, mmm, I was using mine too, just now." The silence hangs in the air, the implication clear.

"No, not possible. Bullshit."

"I know, I guess, but—"

"Get out, I'm going to sleep."

"Gah—"

"Out, I'll see you tomorrow." You sigh and get up from your chair.

"Okay, good night." You return to your room and bang your head against the door. That conversation went about as well as you could expect. Now you're just left with a burning curiosity—is the fleshlight connected to Gahyeon's toy? Were you "feeling" Gahyeon?

Little did you know that the same question was burning a hole in Gahyeon's mind too, and she tossed and turned as she tried to sleep. What, or who was she feeling? Was it you, no way, right? She didn't want to think about it, to continue using the dildo worry-free, but she couldn't help it, especially as she stared at the box across the room.

It was almost a little too much guilt in the term "guilty pleasure", and so you are surprised but relieved when Gahyeon wakes you from your sleep, rapping the door loudly.

"Who is it?" you mumble sleepily.

"Me, I want to come in." She barges in as soon as you open the door, and you see she's holding a dildo. "Where is it?"

"What?"

"The box, the toy." You hand her the box, and she takes the fleshlight out. You can't read Gahyeon's expression, and she's holding it so tightly you fear she might just throw both toys on the ground and smash them.

Gahyeon's more nervous than she lets on, but she keeps her voice steady and tosses you the fleshlight.

"Let's use it, let's find out."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I need to know. Are you going to be able to use it if you don't?"

"I... No, same. Okay, how do we do this?"

"I-I don't know," Gahyeon admits, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Maybe we should just face away from each other?"

"Okay, I'll sit here then." Gahyeon turns to see you sit in the hotel chair, your back turned to her.

"Don't turn around, I'll- I'll take off my shorts." You hear the rustle of clothes, and silently you slip off your own boxers as well. "I'll go first." The slight breath she expels is more than enough to drive your imagination wild.

"Is it in?"

"I thought I should be the one asking you that," Gahyeon jokes shakily. "Go ahead."

"Okay, putting it in now." You groan at the wetness enveloping you, but is nothing compared to the erotic whimper Gahyeon makes. It is pointless for you to ask her if she feels it.

"Turn around," she orders you quietly.

"What?"

"I don't believe it, turn around, I need to see it."

"I'm not wearing my boxers Gahyeon."

"I know, please, I just need to see it." You settle for an inbetween, grabbing your discarded boxers and covering yourself best you can. You swivel the chair around, taking in Gahyeon—her t-shirt hides most of her body, but it fails to hide her smooth legs. The fabric bunches up at the very end, unable to hide the fact that her hand is between her thighs.

"Here." You push the boxers down your thighs, showing off the fleshlight over your cock.

"Move it— ah..." Gahyeon moans when you do as she says, giving the fleshlight one pump. You feel her moan, the toy clenching around your cock and getting wetter. She's bent over in pleasure, her long hair tickling her thighs.

"T-There, enough?"

"No, I need to see nngh— feel you move it, keep going." Slowly she shifts one leg, and then the other, on to the bed. Her hair still obscures her vision, but your gaze is unobstructed. Underneath her shirt you can see the dildo slowly moving in and out of her, copious coating of collecting contentment conclusive confirmation of her condition—close, so close! Soon Gahyeon disappears from sight as you close your eyes to relish the feel of her pussy clenching on you. The two of you silently masturbate, pumping fleshlight and dildo over and into your bodies.

"Fuck!" "Gahyeon!" The two of you harshly whisper into the room, and it snaps you out of it. You two look straight at each other, eyes wild and needy. Only one thought is in your mind.

Fuck Gahyeon.

The toys are tossed aside as you launch yourselves at each other. Your body weight means you land on top of her, and in an instant Gahyeon's grabbing your shaft, lining you up. Unreserved moans leave the two of you as you plunge straight into her. Her fingers grip your arms tightly, and her desire is clear.

Fuck me.

Her hand grabs your ass needily, trying to shove your dick into her like a dildo. Your hand is on her butt, squeezing and groping it, trying to use her like a fleshlight as you pull her towards you. It is less sex and more mutual masturbation the way you two are treating each other, as a tool for maximum pleasure.

Gahyeon is growing a taste for your meat in more ways than one—she's biting on your shoulder hard enough to draw blood. The dildo was good, but this real dildo is ten, no, a hundred times more intense! She came on the first thrust, and then the third, and then the seventh, and then she loses count.

The fleshlight felt more amazing than ever before, and you thrust madly into it. Gahyeon's cries feed your arousal, and you're pounding into her, pulling her up against you to stroke yourself faster. Her legs hook around your thighs, and her nails dig into your arms—she needed this just as much as you did. You never wanted to stop, but your body has its limits.

"Ah!" Gahyeon's voice cracks as you unload into her "fleshlight", flooding her with cream. She grabs on your dildo tightly, milking it to further that sensation of warmth—she finally feels real and thick cum coating her walls.

You collapse on top of her, and you are greeted with bare skin. It smells nice, and you bury your face in it, kissing and sucking on it. You feel lips on your neck too, and you groan in response. When your heartbeat finally stabilizes, reality sets in.

What the fuck did you just do? Who the fuck did you just do?!

You try to get off Gahyeon, but she holds you close, holds you in her.

"N-Not yet." She slips out from underneath you and gets on all fours. It was a sight to raise the dead, a sight to revive your spent erection—Gahyeon's ass presented in front of you, your load seeping out of her, A visible handmark is on a cheek, from where you grabbed her ferociously. She doesn't turn back to speak to you, instead taking off her t-shirt and burying her head in the pillow.

"Use me... Get us off."

Gahyeon's head is still in the clouds as you push into her from behind. How many times has she been in this position before, on all fours as she tried to shove the dildo deeper into herself? Yet her hands are free now, free to pull on the sheets as she lets herself get penetrated over and over.

This "dildo" is so much better! she moans to herself—she pushes herself deeper into the pillow to muffle her moans, in denial of everything she's experiencing. She doesn't really want to acknowledge the fact that it is you doing it to her, giving pumping her full of ecstasy. The dildo was supposed to be just a toy, and you are supposed to be just her friend, not her fuck buddy or lover. Yet here Gahyeon is, creaming herself all over your shaft like never before, letting you shove your cum deeper into her. It's so filthy it's good.

She prays you don't hear her squeal when you press yourself against her back and your hands find her peachy perky breasts. Fuck, no dildo ever felt her up like that! Squeezing and pinching and pulling at her chest, Gahyeon's careening into another orgasm, making you grow harder, ready to burst.

Through her climax Gahyeon feels you get deeper into her, far deeper than the dildo has done before. It's no longer mutual masturbation—you're humping her, having sex with her, fucking her now. Heat wells in Gahyeon's core, eager for you to reach your peak, she needed to know you felt good, that she's making you feel good, just as much as you make her feel good. Your tip bumps against the entrance to her womb, and she surrenders.

He's making me cum again!

Gahyeon finally moans your name, admitting the fact that you, not the dildo, are the one giving her all the pleasure in the world. It is the most erotic sound you’ve ever heard—your stamina goes to zero, and you're firing everything you have left into her. The two of you freeze in place, your hands still squeezing her tits, kneading them like her pussy massages your shaft. You line her walls with ropes of seed, and only when you relax does Gahyeon go limp, falling forward onto the bed with you closely behind. The two of you breathe heavily, exhausted and drained. Bodies tangled together you fall asleep almost immediately, too tired to even process what just happened.

You wake up the next morning to a loud voice message from your parents.

"Yah, I thought you're making it for lunch?! Are you on your way yet?" You check your phone—it's 11 am!

"G-Gahyeon!" You hastily remove your arms from around her, but she grabs them and draws them back around her.

"Mmm, just a little longer..."

"Gahyeon we have to go!" you hiss. She snaps wide awake upon recognizing your voice and throws your arm off her.

"Uh... Uh..." She's speechless, holding up the sheets to cover her body. She blushes when she sees her clothes strewn all over the floor.

"We should er, clean up, I'll see you downstairs in half an hour." You face away from her, and hastily she gathers her belongings and runs back to her room.

The two of you are a disheveled pair when you check out of the motel, and the final stretch back home is deathly silent.

"Listen—" you start as you reach Gahyeon's place.

"Thanks for the ride, let's talk soon okay?" Her glance tells you she did not want to talk about it right now. “Happy new year.”

"Yeah, happy new year."

Your parents fuss over you, stuffing you full of food, and the relatives visiting are a welcome distraction from Gahyeon. It is merely a distraction though, as you stop in front of Gahyeon's place mere days later to drive her back.

"Aigoo, thanks for driving Gahyeon back, are your parents well?" Gahyeon's mom and dad greets you warmly.

"Yes they are, thanks for asking, I hope you are well too!"

"Gahyeon hurry up, don't make him wait!"

"I know I know!" She dumps her suitcase in the back before taking a seat in the back. Well, she would have, until her mom slaps her on the hand.

"What is he, your chauffeur? Go sit in front! He'll get bored driving back by himself with no one to talk to."

"It's okay, she doesn't have to—" But her dad is already opening the door and shoving Gahyeon in.

"Have a safe drive back!"

"We will, bye!" Gahyeon's parents disappear from the rear view mirror as you speed away. She takes her mom's words to heart and eventually breaches the silence.

"Did you have a good new year? Are your parents well?"

"Yeah, thanks, you?"

"Yeah, it was good, you saw them, they’re doing good."

"Yeah."

You stop at one of the many traffic lights on your way back to Seoul, and you take a deep breath.

"Can we talk about what happened?"

Gahyeon nods, and between the traffic and the lights, you two spend a long time talking.

*Weeks later*

Your phone buzzes, and the message prompts you to check your phone. It's 2 in the afternoon.

Hey, you up?

it's 2 pm, of course I'm up

call?

Gahyeon calls you, and you find the fleshlight before picking up.

"Are you busy?" she asks.

"No, why would I be busy on a weekend?"

"It's still Friday here." Right, she's on tour again.

"What time is it?"

"Dunno, like midnight? We just finished a show."

"Shouldn't you be asleep then?"

"That's why I called you didn't I? Video?"

"Sure." The screen flickers on to show Gahyeon's bare face, her eyes already drooping. She smiles sleepily when she sees you.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself, you look like you're already sleeping."

"No I'm not!" she opens her eyes wide in defiance, but as soon as her head hits the pillow again they close a little.

"Fine, are you ready?"

"Mmhmm."

"Putting it in." The two of you gasp in pleasure as you bring the fleshlight over your cock.

"You're wet."

"Well yeah, was trying to get one off before bedtime, but here we are. Hnngh slowly!" She whines as you pull the fleshlight out too quickly.

"Oops sorry! How's the tour?" you catch up with Gahyeon, watching her body rock slightly as she slowly plunges the dildo into herself offscreen.

"Good, fun, long, wish I was back home." You're slowly moving the fleshlight over yourself, the two of you having lazy sex from across the oceans.

"That sucks, how many more days?"

"A week I think, then I'm back."

"Cool, can't wait." You miss Gahyeon's slight blush, your eyes closing as she grips you tighter.

"Y-yeah, can't wait, now shut up and do me." The two of you move your toys more needily, and the call devolves into soft moans, quiet pleads of "Right there!" and "Yes!" You watch Gahyeon bite her lower lip, stifling a loud moan when she climaxes. Across timezones you feel her clench around you, and you grunt and cum into your toy. For your benefit Gahyeon keeps the dildo in her until you finally open your eyes again.

"Feel good?" she asks, almost mischievously.

"Yeah, you good?"

"Wonderful, thanks for the help."

"Of course, have a good night Gahyeon."

"Thanks, good night oppa."

The call ends and you go to wash the toy once more, questioning again what sort of twisted relationship have you gotten into with Gahyeon.

She gets back a week later and immediately drags you out shopping.

“Did I really just let you bribe me with food to carry your bags?” you mutter as Gahyeon drops another bag on your overladen arms.

“No, you let yourself let me bribe you with food to carry my bags, thanks! Oh, that looks good over there!”

"Hi there! Are you two a couple?" You and Gahyeon freeze in place, but thankfully it is not any granny, but a regular salesperson.

"Ah no, we're not," you answer for the two of you, stepping in front of Gahyeon before she could explode at them.

"My mistake, I'm so sorry, I thought—"

"What if we are?" Gahyeon interrupts the salesperson from behind you.

"Eh? Oh, well we just have a promotion for couples, it's a couple set, you get good food and it comes with matching cups that you can bring home with you. I thought maybe you two would be interested."

"We are then, shall we, oppa?" Gahyeon blinks her eyes cutely at you. “Remember I’m paying, so I choose,” she adds, threatening you adorably.

"S-Sure." You roll your eyes and let Gahyeon drag you away. When was the last time getting free stuff went wrong for the two of you?

You look at Gahyeon smiling back at you and your heart skips a beat—maybe nothing has gone wrong yet after all, but your life has certainly been turned upside down.

A/N: Happy lunar new year! Spent time traveling and with the family, so didn’t have much chance to write.

This is one of those rare ideas where I don’t even know how I came up with it, in what world does “magically connected sex toys” make sense, it doesn’t even pop up in JAV or hentai! Anyways, hope it worked well, somehow made it a little fluffy at the end too, thanks for reading!

#smut #dreamcatcher #gahyeon

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Happiest Time of the Year

AN: there was a fic but fuck it insta AU

Requested? No

Warnings: none? Annoying fans I guess lol

Word Count: n/a

IHEARTRADIO via tiktok, Dec. 11

@'iheartradio: he also smells really good 😍

@'miriamdominguez: why are y'all that even close to my man 🤨

->@'annoyingtwittergirlie: stfu, don't act all fake jealous when you haven't even gone to any of his shows. I've been to more shows than you have

->@'Miriamismother: she has a job unlike you if you're out here stalking her man

@'miriamxjenna: oh he's like tall

@'Celtics: our favorite fan 🍀

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Dec. 16

@'mdm: Pamela Islas 🪴🌱🌿🌾🌵🌲🌴🌳

@'mdm: earrings are custom from this shop in Alamitos Beach near Long Beach

-> @'fan: girl what do you know about Long Beach

-> @'mdmstan: she was born there 😭 and she's talked about how spent most of her formative years there before her parents moved them to Calabasas

@'mamimiriam: Miriam’s chola aesthetic is something that could be so personal

@'lesliegrace: Poison 🌿

-> @'mdm: mi batichica 🦇

@'jackharlow: ♥️

->@'miriamhater: get a girlfriend who goes to your concerts

->@'mackaremyparents: why don't you wait until Jack's show to see if she didn't make it before y'all are under comments talking shit 💀

->@'mdmsource: there's a video of Jack picking her up at the airport in Louisville

-> @'stalkertwittergirlie: I had the misfortune of sitting in the same row as her in first class and she was a fucking bitch the entire flight. I tried making conversation and she covered herself with her blanket and ignored me the whole flight

-> @'mdm: that was business class babes, there's no first class from New York to Louisville

->@'mdmxjh: GAG

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Dec. 19

@'jackharlow: finally home

@'mdm: there's no place like it 🥺 also I'm gonna need my pants back 💛

->@'jackharlow: fine then I'm gonna need all my hoodies, shirts, and sweats back

->@'mdm: 😦😦😦

@'urbanwyatt: 🖕🏻😝🖕🏻

@'claybornharlow: where's my jacket?

@'mackshipper: their height differences are everything to me

@'nickiejohn: mf icon

@'mdmxjh: notice how all the antis are quiet now 😂

->@'mdmupdates: literally haha, I know that clip of them making out in the background of Urban's live had them in shambles 🤣

->@'mackshipper: that was them?

->@'mdmupdates: yeah the red hair threw me off but that's def her ass that he's squeezing lol

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Dec. 28

@'mdm: aquí nomás

@'medegutierrez: Daisy's face 🦦

->@'mdm: her ass was out here acting like she didn't spend 2 winters in Aspen lol

@'katdominguez: abuela Tere said to put on a sweater pa'que no te de un resfrío

@'jackharlow: 🤞🏻

@'haileybieber: my heart 🥰🥰🥰

@'haileesteinfeld: Daisy is so precious

@'jackandmiriam4life: their mirror selfies are always either super couply or they're on the verge of them starting a couples OF page lol

@'claybornharlow: owm to rescue my niece from the cold

->@'antimack: rescue Jack too

->@'annoyingtwittergirlie: she doesn't deserve them

->@'claybornharlow: y'all fucking can't take a joke 🙄

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Jan. 3

@'jackharlowsource: Some pictures of Jack at his new year's party

@'jack_stan: obsessed with these

@'mackshipper: not Jack photobombing the group picture lol

@'antimack: she's trying so hard to be liked by his friends

@'jhupdates: where did you get the first picture

->@'jackharlowsource: Miriam’s sister posted and deleted it on her ig stories

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Taglist: @cherry4everrr @heavyhitterheaux @carma-fanficaddict @youngharleezy @youngharleezyxo @babyharleezy @that-90s-girllll @alinaharlow @harlowcomehome @nattinatalia @webinurcloset @gassyandsassy1 @jackharloww @awhore4moree @noescapricho-essentimiento @a-moment-captured @neon-lights-and-glitter @purecinnamonextract @whywontyoulovemecami @camificrecs

#jack and miriam #jack harlow #jack harlow insta au #jack harlow social media au #jack harlow smau #jack harlow instagram au

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But the fact that she deleted everything means that she somehow didn't want people to know about her life before Alex since she was a stalker obsessed with him. She was pissed off at a couple of fans at the time and I think because she knew people would find everything // to recap the timeline: in July 2018 she posted that picture of him sitting on the stairs on her stories and wrote “sunshine, sunshine..” (no idea how people found that, anyone know?) her friend marie also had posted that video of her running backstage. Both their accounts were public. I remember in September people were discussing if she’s his new girlfriend and some didn’t believe it. So she had about at least two months to delete her posts, like that #wouldyoumarryme post. Or her Twitter, or her Pinterest. But not only she didn’t do it, she even went to the UK shows and posted videos of them performing R U mine and wrote “I’m yours” 🤐 let’s not forget she even still followed Alexa back then. Do you think this is someone who wanted to be private and was upset about fans finding out? She wanted people to find out. She wanted everyone to know that she’s the new gf and Taylor is gone, as if it’s a competition and she’s achieved something to be proud of. My guess is she actually wanted people to see those posts, or at least didn’t have a problem, but she never thought she’d receive backlash or that people would see her past racist and rape joke likes and stuff. Maybe she also didn’t think people would speculate about the cheating and create a timeline post. Also I feel like those “just fucked” or “baby is back..” posts (which seems like a hint at Taylor’s 2015 birthday post) might’ve been misleading. Maybe she never knew him before (less likely) or knew him but didn’t meet at that time and only posted stuff like that so people would go through her insta and know that she knew him, who knows maybe she even wanted everyone to know that he preferred her and left his gf to be with her. Doesn’t she have like a diary or something to document her “just fucked” and “baby is back” moments instead of a public page? She’s a horrible person and she’d do everything she’s done all over again if she had to, but people are like “aww she apologized she’s a nice person now nobody’s perfect blah blah”

☝🏻👏🏻☝🏻

#Louise Verneuil #The Turner Girlfriends Club

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I dont know if you keep tabs on her but i think something’s going on with Provy and Madison (his girlfriend). Yes, there was a lot going on with him not wearing the Pride jersey and her using their dogs account to talk about how she supports all people (and she took Provy out of the dog account bio after it happened. She also apparently had a pro-Trump picture in her vsco back in the day but took it down at some point too).

The reason why I think something’s going on is because back in April, Madison posted in Miami for her birthday and also saw her friends who moved there and her mom and brother flew out for to celebrate with her. I was really confused when I saw her stories because Provy wasn’t there at all (she still posted about him, even when everything was going down) and this had happened before he was traded. Granted, the week before, he was with her in Nashville but she didn’t even acknowledge that he wouldn’t be there for her birthday in Miami or celebrating her birthday, like how other couples would do.

The next big thing I noticed is that she went on vacation with Provy to Hawaii earlier this month and in one of the pictures on her insta story, you could see a bit of her engagement ring. Then a few days later, she had posted pictures of them together, almost confirming the engagement because the ring was more noticeable (but she didn’t say in the caption that she was engaged and she got a bunch of comments congratulating her engagement). She also posted more pictures of her in Hawaii later on this month and then today, all of those pictures from Hawaii were gone. She still has pictures of her and Provy together from earlier this year and the past. I’m a bit confused as to why she would take the Hawaii stuff down. Do you think he gave her a promise ring instead of an engagement ring and she got upset about it? Is this a quiet signal of trouble in paradise or am I reading too much into it?

The other thing that kinda throws me off a little about their relationship is the timing. She interned with the Flyers in 2018 and by All-Star Break 2019, she and Provy were on vacation together. I know it’s not a workplace violation or fireable offense for that to happen but who knows if she had secretly been messing around with him during her internship.

Frankly, I don't know anything about him beyond his religious statements, so I am solely relying on the information you have just given me here - feel free to correct me if I mess some of the facts up.

Some WAGs tend to take a bunch of their photos down every once in a while - whether it is because they don't suit their account's current aesthetic, because they no longer think they look good in them, I have no idea, but it certainly isn't an odd occasion. In this case, it seems like it might not have been an engagement ring and they didn't want any rumors about their alleged engagement to spread on the internet, or maybe she posted them without his knowledge and when he found out he told her that he doesn't want their engagement to be this public. I really don't have any other reasonable scenarios that would explain why she deleted them so suddenly.

They probably were messing around with each other already during her internship since it was the place they met and interacted first (I seriously don't believe someone, let alone an NHL player, would be willing to wait with f*cking someone just to refrain from breaking job regulations) - once again, this is a normal thing to happen basically everywhere.

Personally, I don't see that much weird stuff in this. The same stuff and even significantly worse one (ask Lauren Kyle about the McDavid cheating video or Svetlana about the entire Nichushkin and dr*gged girl scandal) happens to every other NHL couple.

#nhl #nhl players #nhl gossip #i. provorov

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I need to know what you think about the whole Joe thing because at this point I'm genuinely so confused as to what's going on

i hesitate to even answer this at all, anon, because I'm honestly in the same boat as you.

all i can honestly say is something about this situation doesn't feel right to me. i don't really wanna say too much because i dont want to fan the joe is a beard bullshit but the whole "differences in personality" thing... almost that exact same wording was used during the coverage of the harris x swift break-up. im not gunna look it up but if you research the people article for it, you can see what im talking about.

we also know that as soon as midnights, her most accurate album to date, she wrote sweet nothing about her relationship with Joe. Its a really hard pill for me to swallow that after seven years of music about how supportive and how understanding he is of her career, the thing that broke them apart was "differences in personality."

but then there is haim, gigi, blake and ryan, austin unfollowing him off instagram. why? why would they do that right now, in the middle of her tour being made about this fucking break up, when they absolutely KNOW that people will be reading into those actions. however, there is also the possibility that none of those people were actually following on insta to begin with because he doesnt actually post on there. i have no way of verifying that they actually recently unfollowed him but the words of the same fans who believed he deleted the cat photo of his insta when it was just a story in the first place.

all i can say for certain is the pap pictures are planned easter eggs about a work related project. she knows we expect speak now so it would be the perfect time to throw another curveball at us. i can also see taylor deciding to have some fun with the media coverage of her tour, especially if she is announcing a film soon in which she tackles fame and the media specifically in it, when she told us in lavender haze the way she protects her relationship is by ignoring the media. like, she could be showing us how much of a mastermind she actually is. like, im getting so much deja vu from 1989 era and the fact that she used the same wording as calvin harris break up, that makes me so suspicious. i still think she's planning on coming out this summer so im not sure if this could somehow be related to that?

i keep going back to the coverage of this relationship, the media narrative she crafted of this man who supports her superstardom and just wants to be in her presence and nothing else, and how it's a complete 180 from everything she has let us know up to this point. like, the fact that in the span of 2 weeks, we have had swifties take the narrative from "they broke up" to "he cheated on her" also just makes me feel like super gross about the situation.

like i am just not a fan of all the drama about taylor's personal life all of a fucking sudden now that we think she's single as a fandom. like, wow, and like she spent so much of their relationship shading the people who called it fake or disgenuine, that i just... i dont know. nothing about how this is playing out makes any sense to me.

taylor hid the relationship for almost a year, you don't think she would have waited until the tour was over to release this news??? and then we got the pic of joe, which like, thats the first pap pic ive ever seen of him alone i think and that also makes me question why we're seeing him right after taylor. like, she was so happy right up until tour, it kind of makes me think something dramatic did happen because why did they all unfollow him?

i just don't really know what the fuck is going on. I dont really believe any of what they say is the reason they broke up, i guess. if they did break up, it sure as shit isnt even close to what the media is running with imho.

and then im like idk this whole thing just doesnt make sense and that's really all i have to say about it.

#taylor swift #jaylor #joe alwyn #anon love #ask and you shall receive

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clearing up some shit.

i did not just turn 19. idk where she got that info from. i’m turning 20 this month. i deactivated bc she was stalking me, and activated again after a day bc i thought she was done, tried to deactivate again and insta wouldn’t let me. she’s made a 5th account to talk to me. i only know she has 5 accounts bc she’s messaged me from all 5. you can find someone’s PUBLIC profiles using a google search and look at their PUBLIC pics. i don’t have any “old pics”. i did a simple google search. google≠ stalking. i only got on tumblr bc i was told she was posting everything ab me. i don’t care about this tea girl. i don’t know her. vanessa posted about tea and i asked for more context, went to sleep, and woke up to 9+ messages. d is my PARTNER. she messaged him a long ass paragraph after i blocked her 2nd account and he responded. last time i checked defending yourself doesn’t mean texting my partner when you don’t get your way. i did not threaten to k her. saying your dad is coming to my address is threatening me tho. also i don’t live anywhere near LA. wish i did tho🤞🏻

here is more proof of her telling me to brush my hair, calling me ugly etc. this is not defending yourself. i style my hair messy btw. i have naturally wavy hair. and i like the messy look👍🏻also beating the egirl allegations👌🏻i listen to cannibal corpse, whirr, seether, etc. and still wear skinny jeans. i’m not a skirt and leg warmers type girl but do you. i’ve been REAL alt all my life. but it’s wtv. i also don’t think i’m better than her bc i have more followers. followers are followers. i’m not an on the internet 24/7 type of person. i just have followers bc i’ve had the same acc since 2017. not once have i bragged ab more followers. she told me her whole life story months back, including how she herself couldn’t brush her hair and how she’s gained weight. but she wants to tell someone w anorexia to starve. i’m not worried ab her calling me poor either cause i’ll be 20 and i won’t be living off mommy and daddy. so it’s wtv. i don’t want any hate towards her nor did i post with malicious intent. as of last night she was still messaging me. i did not send friends to text her but did give a friend her account when she asked. i don’t have to respect someone who has made 5 accounts to text me on. i’ve had to change my username, delete my pics, etc. just to have peace from her for 5 seconds. idc if she plays victim online. that’s on her. i don’t report her, i block and wait for karma to take its toll. again not saying this to attack her, if she gen thought somewhere in her fucked up head my first message was hate on her and she had to defend herself then cool. not my problem. i’m just saying this to get the truth out there so i can be left alone. idec if she doesn’t take down her shit ab me. just take down the shit ab my partner. he doesn’t deserve that. there’s also more messages of her calling me a crackhead,etc. but i digress. it’s not my problem anymore. a little wisdom tho, if you have problems w everyone in your life, the common denominator is you. wishing this girl healing and maybe one day she will get a therapist🤞🏻i don’t hate her. i feel bad for her. it’s clearly unhealthy and mental health is serious. and yes vanessa, i do have someone to talk to ab my mental health. whatever information you’re putting out is wrong. ik she’s posted my twitter, if you need more info, reach me there. i’ve deleted the entire instagram app from my phone so i could have 5 min of peace. included in this post is the first message i sent, i didn’t think it was rude, i didn’t have rude intentions, but everyone has their own perspective. sending all my love and healing. bye.

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fypinkfantasy · 4 years

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[Announcement] Sanga has left Pink Fantasy

Sanga recently requested to withdraw from the team and terminate her contract due to personal circumstances. After much discussion, her wishes were respected and her contract was terminated on October 20th, 2020. All of her solo pictures and videos, ect., have been deleted.

Mydoll’s Full Statement

#pink fantasy #pinkfantasy #핑크판타지 #t:info #sanga #oh ok #:(#she also deleted everything off her personal insta :((

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Honestly Bon,

I think para social relationships with celebrities/idols need to be erased. Like we don’t deserve or should expect their private life. And to constantly invade it will just push them more to be closed off. A lot of fans need to realize that although you can speculate or joke about something you have to remember you don’t know them. Like personally I wouldn’t be surprised if half them smoke weed, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t. I wouldn’t be surprised if one of them was actually married, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they just have casual hook ups. And I don’t care to know why? Because All I care about is that they are happy, healthy, and successful.

I’m an ARMY thats it.

(Also you don’t have to reply with anything to add on, this is more of a rant about everything and I felt comfortable sharing it with you)

My opinion under the cut, don't read it if you can't take it.

Let's be real, looking at the most recent incidents (taehyungs flirting, his smoking incident, Jungkooks flirting on insta and the sasaeng on his VLive) at this point, in my opinion, there is ALMOST nothing that could really cancel them, simply because of the young and very obsessed 'Fans' that are stuck in those para-social relationships with them. They will actively try and deny/disprove/gloss over anything they'll do moving onwards.

Taehyung smoking? Absolutely fucking hot, and the photos are an invasion of privacy army delete this you're all delusional smoking is totally fine and someone said they're fake anyways and I think I read somewhere sometime that he's allergic to cigarettes and if its weed its totally normal its the US doesn't matter he's from korea shut up you're a ra*ist hater/delulu K-army they had it so hard years ago-

Jungkook flirting with faceless fans on insta? Nice perfect, love it, more of it because I can imagine he's flirting with ME! Bad sasaeng I'd NEVER do something like that, ugh I can't believe anyone would ever go over the line like that, I'm totally sane-

wait what, Taehyung did the same thing WITH ANOTHER CELEBRITY THATS YOUNG AND FEMALE? Hate train to her, lets flood her instagram with vomiting emoji's and hate because she CLEARLY deserves it. Our poor Taehyung was probably forced by her to do it, we need to protect him-

Trust me when I say this: Every 'scandal' moving forwards involving them will only ever have one victim for the young and obsessed fans; and it wont ever be the idol(s) involved.

And no, I'm not saying that Taehyung should get hate for smoking;

The big deal here that no one seems to get in my opinion, (which we know, is the delulu-k-army opinion apparently) is the following: No matter WHAT he smoked, It's not about him smoking at all- its about him BEING SEEN smoking. He's an Idol at the end of the day, no ordinary 'singer/celebrity' in the western-sense. He's supposed to be a squeaky clean brand. He's not in the US for the first time either. He should KNOW there's sasaengs/paparazzi everywhere.

People think fanfic writers are the delusional one's when we typically draw a clear line between THEM and them; THEM being what we imagine them to be in a fictional story written for entertainment, and them being the real people we don't know. But hey, maybe that's just me.

#bonny's personal opinions

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boredandelusive · 3 years

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TW: The MGG situation, mention of SA a minor, allegations

So here's the full situation from the threads I summarized, and I'll leave links to the posts and the person who made the thread.

Here for the tik tok in the last photo and for more clarification

Here for the entire page of info and the screenshots, as well as the threads mentioned

There's also mentions of how this happened to Dylan last year, same story, and when it happened to mgg last year, he said it was false.

I'm still on a neutral standing ground, and the user also pointed out the spottiness in the stories, and the SS was from my version of summarizing, if it wasn't clear.

UPDATE: apparently the camp thing happened last year, but it still catches my attention how she joked about him not finding the cl1t and instead of fully clarifying, she said it was worse of an issue because she was underage, and she apparently got the time wrong, how she said it was 9 years not 8.

What’s also concerning is that the time this would’ve happened was when season 7 or 8 was being shot, which he also dated someone at the time. Then another thing about how she said it was a joke by liking the comment of someone saying it was a joke. Someone else said Marley said it was a dare, which means it could be a false allegation, which doesn’t help at all.

UPDATE 2.0: So more information came to light about Marley, and how her 21st birthday was 4 years ago, meaning she wasn’t 16 in 2013. This would’ve made her currently 24 but she’s 25, not a big difference, but and in 2019, she worked t Lake Tahoe, making her 21/22 at the time. In 2013, she was at highschool in another state, not in cali, and has only worked in her home state except for 2019.

There’s a thread on twitter adding everything together. To recap, someone found her facebook from tumblr and it proved she lived on lake tahoe during 2013. There’s proof the camp was false, and no adult man would’ve been around minors, let alone them drinking. This was the same girl from last year saying the camp allegations, which is why I’ve decided to keep them here.

There’s a lot of contradictions to her story, before saying she was dismissed when telling adults, he said she’s never told anyone before. She said it was a bad experience, which doesn’t mean r@p3 or gr--ming, but people have jumped ot those conclusions.

In 2013, mgg was filming Life After Beth in LA and CM, he was dating Ali Michael in 2013, meaning he wouldn’t have reasonable gone to the camp during this time, mostly because he probably didn’t have free time. Marley lives in Utah and is a realtor, and in 2016, mgg was at SSC as a cameo, which places her at 19/20, which an uncomfy interaction could’ve happened then, but why did she lie about her age?

Marley could’ve been uncomfy by something he said, then lied about being younger to have a bigger impact on the internet. This would’ve happened during 2016/17, which her FB shows she was at SSC, and mgg was there for a talent show. This was the only plausible time for them to meet, and the SSC situation helps to infer she’s the same one fom last year’s allegations. Marley was 18 in 2014.

What’s also strange is how she saiad she didn’t know hwo to delete her tik tok acc, but people helped her. Someone tried it, and you only need a password to deactivate it. She then lies about deleting the account, considering she said you need a code, not the case. She also posted another tik tok saying she wanted more people to view her tik toks to make money from it.

UPDATE 3.0: There has been video proof of Marley stating she wanted to make money off of this. The link is from here and take this how you want it, but it’s still absolutely strange how she mentioned wanting to make money from this like I said. It seems more like she’s using a big name to get views and money, hoping it would bring her attention.

UPDATE 4.0: There you have it folks, straight from her account and screenshotted into a tik tok, she admits it was a joke. You can look at it here because I hope and think this will be the first and last time I have to do shit like this.

Personally, as a C(SA) survivor, her coping mech was strange and uncomfy. She didn’t put a TW, and there’s video proof of her saying she wanted to make money off it from the vid being on friends only. I’ll leave a link to the two threads for you to see for yourself.

Thread one by kiramreid on twt and thread two by comfortmgg on twt.

Either way, I’ll be updating this blog as I continue finding out more, she deleted her two instas, I want to find out as much as I can to discover the truth. If this did actually happen, which I know to separate the actor from the character, it won’t change the HDHS series, but considering I”m on a bit of a writing break, it’ll be delayed at best.

I’m not saying otherwise, but am presenting the rumours, so it’s up to you how you interpret things. I’m staying on a neutral ground.

#matthew grey gubler #mathew gubler #mgg allegations #mgg

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1ddotdhq · 4 years

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🌅 Thurs 22 Oct ‘20 🍋

Oh to be looking at the sunset in a lighthouse on the Amalfi coast! Well, if I can’t be there in person, I can at least make myself some golden themed postcards! How, you ask? Well, youraresogolden.com (because youresogolden.com was taken) allows you to make your own postcards with the Amalfi coast in the background. I told my friends that they were “golden”, “lemon over ice”, and “perfect now” (that last one isn’t H I know, I know it’s fiiinnneeee). The postcards have two different backgrounds, one of a cliff overlooking the sea, and one of the road that Harry was seen running on during the filming of the video. Do you think...maybe he’s running to the cliff? And then he’ll jump off? Oh, wait, wrong video, sorry! Anyways, this buildup tells us that Harry’s team is as ready as we are for this video to be available, if the eroda accounts are anything to go by. They posted the same sunny emoji that we did the other day (that’s cheating, guys!) and continue to edit the Eroda website by adding the word “golden” to some of the descriptions of the tourist attractions.

But not everything can be golden, can it? I guess its time to talk about the pigs in the pub: following Celebtm’s rather scathing article, Briana and Nick disabled their accounts, Brett went private, Tammi limited her comments, and deleted every single picture with Nick, including the engagement picture! I say that Briana and Nick have disabled their instagrams rather than deleting because you have the option to temporarily disable your account and reactivate it if you so choose to by logging back in at a later date. I know this because, um, I tried it, and fully locked myself out of my own instagram, just to see what would happen. A few stressful hours, that’s what happened! However, you can easily recover your account after a few hours, and Briana will likely be back. She’s spent too much time and money buying all those followers to throw it all away now, so I would be very surprised if she doesn’t come back when she thinks this has all blown over. It might be a little while longer before this HAS blown over, though, as TMZ picked up yesterday’s article and put it on their platform. We shall see where this goes from there, but goodness knows that TMZ looms large in fandom lore for actively taking on and ridiculing theories around Freddie’s parentage and pushing the narrative of Louis as the happy father back in the day, so for them to post an article actively raising questions concerning Louis’ involvement with Briana and Freddie is pretty exceptional!

Micheal Straus, the man who claims to be the owner of the boobs that reside in Briana’s chest, came BACK today, in true twitter fashion, with RECEIPTS! Literal ones, as in it also shows his Whole Foods and Walgreens purchases, can you BELIEVE? He can prove that he paid $1500 to a doctor in Beverly Hills, though the reason is not given on the credit card bill he gave to Celebtm. He also told Celebtm to “show her fiance [the receipt]” if he “calls [them] again to say I’m lying”. Did Nick...call Celebtm? Are they going to publish that call too? This is, ACTUALLY, Brand New Information, if you’ll pardon the Friends pun. Michael went on to make some other rather rude comments about Briana, but also refer to himself as the love of her life. Is that enough mama drama for you, H? Because it’s CERTAINLY more than enough for ME!

Niall kicked off his interview with Ash London with a guitar serenade, then talked about golf (“You can tell that you have a husband,” he tells Ash when correctly identifies golf terminology, which, um. No <3). They also talk about his upcoming show (“it’s going to be...once in a lifetime”) and the logistics of it - the rehearsal will be the whole first week of November, and the set list will mostly be HBW. “It’s about the spectacle,” says Niall, and jokes that he’s gonna show up in full cycling gear. Um, please, PLEASE don’t do that, friend! That’s not a good look on ANYONE! Niall went on to say that, despite wishing that he was on tour, he has enjoyed his time off, and that it lit a fire in his belly. He has also admitted that, for the time being, he will not be putting out any new music because he does not think he can properly roll it out and wants to give it the attention it deserves.

Liam keeps making his rounds on Instagram, promoting his Halloween show and trying out new spooky makeup looks; he’s added a hashtag where you can send in your makeup/costume entry: #LPCostumeComp or #LPMakeUpComp. Hugo has also released a behind the scenes insta story of Liam’s LATAM Esquire shoot, where he’s looking great and smoldering to the camera like a PRO! He looks good, and he looks like he knows it, which, YES!

Louis remains MIA but a video made by WMA was found and subsequently privated! They were the company behind the social media campaign for the four pre-Walls singles, and the video is three minutes of them hyping themselves up for getting such good fan engagement with their puzzle making skillzzz, but they definitely chose not to mention the way fans actually solved most of their puzzles by bypassing the clues and simply digging into or guessing their code! Finally, Free My Meal stepped up again to ask for the fandom’s assistance to bring attention to the issue of child hunger in the UK following a vote that did not go their way. Louies, of course, stepped up and trended #freemymeal worldwide. After all of the other nonsense happening, I think that this is a solid reminder that there are real things happening in the real world and that this fandom is also capable of showing - and often shows! - kindness on an international scale.

#harry #louis #niall #liam #free my meal #and #the clown car #oof guys WHAT A DAY #im 10/28 for a potential golden mv drop #no official reason i just like the number 28 #anyways!#song of the day!#I Knew You When by the Marianas Trench #which has a real habit vibe to me

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thiswasinevitableid · 3 years

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For the Meet Ugly Prompts-38, NSFW Danbrey?

Here you go! Note: there are mentions of blood in this.

38: overhear you ordering your coffee in a coffee shop and I’m trying to place your voice when I realize that you’re the phone sex operator I’ve been calling on and off for the last few months but the realization startles me so much that I accidentally spill my drink on you and you’re pissed

“One spiced mocha, one oatmilk latte!”

Aubrey reaches for her mocha just as a painfully cute blonde in overalls grabs the latte.

“Oh, excuse me” the blonde calls over the counter, “could I get a lid, it looks like you’re all out at the station. Thanks, you’re the best.” She smiles at the teenager who hands he the lid while Aubrey tries to figure out where she’s heard “thanks, you’re the best” said that exact way before.

Oh shit. Oh shit.

She’s heard that voice every Tuesday and Friday when she calls LoveBites, the premiere service for people who really like vampires. Really, really, like vampires.

Honeysuckle, as the woman on the other end of the line calls herself, probably isn’t a vampire. Aubrey figures most of the people who work that line are just very good at pretending to be fictional monsters. She is, however, incredibly good at getting Aubrey to cum with vivid descriptions of where she’s going to sink her teeth.

“AH! Hey, watch what you’re doing.”

Aubrey snaps back to the coffee shop to discover her drink is now all over Honeysuckles shoes.

“Ohmygod, I’m, I’m so sorry.” She grabs a fistful of napkins, drops down to clean the mess of coffee and chocolate syrup from the floor. She reaches to help clean off the other woman's shoes only for her to wave her away.

“It’s fine, I got itshit” she glares as Aubrey, in her attempt to get out of her space, stands too quickly, bumping her head into Honeysuckle’s cup and sending it all over both of them.

Okay, she can totally salvage this. Right?

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“...then I just ran away.”

Duck laughs so hard on the other end of the phone that he startles Dr. Harris Bonkers.

“Oh come on, like you’ve never done something embarrassing in front of someone cute.”

“Dunno, you might have just beaten my ‘six Freudian slips in a row trying to ask ‘Dird how his weekend was.’”

“Ugggggggggggggggh.”

“It’s okay, Lady Flame” he manages to sound genuinely sympathetic through his giggles, “lots of cute folks out in the world who you ain’t spilled two cups of coffee on.”

“Yeah.” She checks the neon orange clock on the wall, “I gotta go practice my tricks for this weekend. Thanks for listening to me whine.”

“Any time, Aubrey. See you at the show.”

She gets through two tricks, including the one where Dr. Harris Bonkers disappears from a box, but she can’t focus. It’s not nerves; instead, she feels like if she got off just once, she’d stop feeling so tense and be able to run through the rest of her act without issues.

It’d be a very bad idea to call LoveBites when she spilled a drink on her favorite operator. She doesn’t feel like talking someone new through her preferences, and she knows with Honeysuckle she’s guaranteed to get off, which wasn’t always the case with previous operators. Besides, the length of her calls must be enough to pay for a replacement drink.

She grabs her phone and dials. Soon a familiar voice purrs down the line.

“Hi, Aubrey. How’s my favorite human tonight?”

“Good?”

“You don’t sound so sure about that, fireblossom.” It’s a new pet name; ever since she mentioned her stage name, Honeysuckle likes to give her ones woven through with flames.

“I, um, I'm fine?”

“Did something happen today, hot stuff?”

“Uhhhhh. Um. I, uh, I made a fool of myself in a coffee shop. I, um, I spilled my drink on a cute girl. Also hers.”

Honeysuckle goes quiet.

“I, um, I think the person I spilled them on was you.”

“..............spiced mocha?”

“Yeeeeah” Aubrey curls inwards, trying to cringe away from her phone, “I’m really sorry about your shoes. And your overalls. And your drink. I, um, I wasn’t gonna mention it but it feels, like, weird not to and I really was going to offer to replace your coffee except I was kinda worried I’d somehow spill that too. I’m, I’m sorry. I just really like talking with you.” She smiles shyly, “you’re my favorite vampire.”

Dead air, then “you really want to make it up to me with another drink?”

“Yes!” Aubrey sits up, hopeful.

“Even if the drink isn’t coffee?”

“Sure it, it can be whatever you want.”

A hungry purr that makes Aubrey reach for her trusty vibrating wand, “In that case, don’t go anywhere.”

“What? But you’re-”

The line goes dead. Aubrey stares at it, frowning. What is she supposed to do now? Did they get disconnected accidentally? Should she just call back?

She shoves the toy back in the drawer, paces back and forth between the kitchen counter and the table where her cards and flashpaper are strewn about, unsure whether she should make dinner, practice, try to get off, or just give up on everything and go to bed.

From his hutch in the corner, Dr. Harris Bonkers honks, thumps his feet in alarm, then turns his bugged-out eyes on Aubrey and thumps again as if to say, “what the fuck, why aren’t you heeding my warning?”

“Aww, it’s okay buddy. Is that cat on the fire escape again?” She looks out the window, finds nothing but some mist. Mist that’s hovering on her tiny balcony and no one elses. She blinks.

Honeysuckle is standing on the other side of the glass; she’s wearing a loose green tank top and grey yoga pants, golden hair taking on the tint of the nearby streetlights. She gives a demure wave as Aubrey throws the back door open.

“Holy fuck I thought the vampire thing was just, like, a gimmick.”

A shrug, “There’s more humans than vampires working the line, but some of us are the real deal. I know a few vampires who do it because it lets them work nights and keep an actually nocturnal schedule. But some of us do it as a side job and go out during the day. Which means we see cute girls in coffee shops who we think we might ask out who then spill drinks on us.”

“Aw beans. Wait, were you checking me out for real.”

“Uh huh. You must have been doing something super interesting on your phone to not notice.”

Aubrey resolves to delete Candy Crush immediately.

“Um, so, not that I’m not happy to see you again, but like how did you find my house?”

“We can trace numbers on our end. It’s a security thing; back when the line started some hunters kept trying to use it to go after vampires, so we needed to know where calls were coming from.”

“Blegh, that sucks.”

“Yeah, not my favorite.” She flutters her eyelashes, “any chance I could come in?”

“Absolutely, uh, here” she holds the door--which has no risk of closing without a lot of force--so the vampire can step into the apartment.

“Do I, um, should I still just call you what I always have?”

Golden eyes look her up and down hungrily, “Dani is fine.” Then she squeaks, “ooooh, hi there little guy, can I say hi? Oop, okay, some other time.” Dani smiles as the rabbit ducks into his covered box, “animals can be kind of skittish around me at first. Which makes sense.” When she turns to look at Aubrey, her fangs are visible.

“Hooboy that’s, that’s, uh-”

Dani steps back, “I can back off. I just, um, I thought since we’re both into each other and you were, um, already in the mood for some lovebites maybe we could -”

“NoItotallywantto!” Aubrey grabs her hand, pulling her towards the bedroom, “sorry, the fangs are apparently an insta-horny button in my brain.”

“Good to know” Dani spins her by her shoulders and pushes her back onto the bed, fangs now on full display, “take your clothes off, fireblossom.”

Aubrey thanks herself from two hours ago for changing into her pajamas so she doesn’t have much to rid herself of. When she gets her shirt off, Dani is down to her underwear, green boyshorts showing off her legs and completely distracting Aubrey from any unwelcome self-consciousness.

“Mmmmmm” Dani crawls onto the bed with her, “I thought you were cute before but fuck, you look incredible like this.”

“Thanks” Aubrey’s breath catches as Dani bumps their noses together, “can, can I kiss you?”

“Please.”

She raises up on her elbows, mapping Dani’s mouth with her own. Aubrey’s kissed plenty of people in her life, and there have only been a few where the gesture felt like coming home, like she was slotting against a body that was meant to be with hers. All of those pale in comparison to the way Dani’s body seems to meld with hers. She gasps when the vampire cups her right breast, teasing the nipple with her thumb as she eases Aubrey all the way down. Her other hand finds her face, traces from there to the base of her neck, touches moving from light to sharp as she curves her nails down her skin.

When the fangs scrape her sternum she moans. Dani snickers against her, kisses and nuzzles her way down her chest, sighing when Aubrey threads her fingers into her hair.

“So, my pretty snack, what were you going to ask me for when you called?”

“I, I was kinda hoping we’d talk about you eating me out.”

A kiss above her belly button, “I was hoping you’d say that.”

“OhgoodOH, ohfuck” she opens her legs wider as Dani dips her head between them, “ahhhn, please, a little higher, ohfuck, god.” Her hips twitch as Dani sucks her clit. There’s a muffled laugh as two fingers tease her cunt.

“Wow, you really do like the fangs.”

“I mean yeah, but that’s more because you’re really hotOH, ohyesfuckthat’sgood.” She moans as Dani presses two fingers in, stroking and rubbing in time with the vampire’s increasingly wanton groans.

“Fuck, Aubrey, that’s it, you look so pretty like this, be a good girl and cum for me.”

“Trying” Aubrey squeaks as Dani laves her tongue across her clit and curls her fingers inside her, “fuck, right there, yeah, ohyes, that, just like that.” She squeezes her eyes shut, clinging to Dani’s head and to the hand gripping her thigh. When she cums it’s intense enough that she’s terrified she’s going to kick Dani accidentally, but the vampire simply holds her thighs down, lapping at her until her moans die down.

“Fireblossom?”

“Uh huh?”

“You still owe me a drink. Whatever I want, remember?”

“Yeah? Oh, oh fuck yeah.” She squirms in excitement as Dani drops to the floor and pulls Aubrey towards her until she’s able to hook her knees over her shoulders.

Dani pushes stray hairs from her face, “If you start feeling lightheaded, tell me okay?”

Aubrey gives a thumbs up, winces at how dorky it is, then giggles when Dani cranes forward to kiss it.

The vampire kisses a line from her right knee to her inner thigh, sighing loudly when she noses a certain patch of skin.

“Perfect.”

Fangs sink into her skin and Aubrey clamps her hands over her mouth to avoid waking the neighbors. It’s a sharp, precise pain, flooding her body with the urge to lay back and let Dani take her fill. Then the teeth retreat and Dani’s tongue takes their place, licking the red rivulets and moaning as she sucks at the punctured skin.

“Such a perfect snack.” Dani looks up at her, heavy-lidded and scarlet-mouthed.

“Dani” Aubrey reaches for her, not sure what she’s even asking for.

The vampire takes her hand, rubs it against her cheek, “Does it still feel okay?”

“It feels so good.”

Dani smiles, turns her head to pierce the left thigh, Aubrey moaning weakly as she drinks from her. The moan is echoed, and when she manages to lift her head she sees Dani’s hand is not between her own legs.

“Oh god that’s hot.”

The vampire grins at her, “I get dinner, you get a show. It’s perfect.”

Aubrey watches her lick the bites until they cease bleeding, her moans pitching higher as she fucks herself, getting off on the taste of Aubrey’s blood-tinted skin. Then she tenses, tipping her head back, fangs glinting in the light from the windows, and gasps Aubrey’s name as she cums.

Then a blonde head rests on her knee. Aubrey sits up, Dani’s hair as they catch their breath.

“I, um, I should clean you up. Do you have band-aids?”

“Bathroom.”

Dani stands, cheeks much pinker than before, and returns a minute later with the Pokemon band-aids that Aubrey bought solely for the Charizard ones. She wipes her legs with a warm hand towel, gently pats the bandages into place, stealing giddy glances at Aubrey the entire time.

“You know that fucking ruled, right?” Aubrey rests her head on her shoulder when Dani joins her on the bed.

“Glad you liked it, fireblossom. Can’t believe I’m lucky enough that the hottest human I’ve met in years has a thing for vampires.

“Pretty sure I just have a thing for you. Which, um, I mean this can totally stay casual but, um, do you want to go out sometime?”

Dani nods, leans in for another kiss. She must have borrowed Aubrey’s mouthwash, since she tastes of mint instead of iron.

“I’d love to, Aubrey. But, um, let’s avoid coffee shops for awhile?”

“Good plan.”

#danbrey #aubrey little/dani #taz amnesty #meet ugly #vampire girlfriend

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goodoldfashionedthoughtcrimes · 3 years

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Every now and then I’ll feel hopeless. I’ll think that female solidarity will never happen and that the effort is pointless. I’ve seen a similar sentiment echoed throughout online spaces. When I start feeling that way, I try to think of times I’ve personally witnessed an act of female solidarity.

One time in high school I felt sick to my stomach. I ran to the bathroom. I couldn’t make it to the stall so I threw up in the trash. I girl I had never even seen before ran up behind me to pull my hair back and ask if I was okay. We didn’t know each other’s names, but she was willing to risk being thrown up on to help me.

Also in high school I once bled through my pants in class. I didn’t realize until I went to the bathroom. I texted my teacher to tell her what happened and that I might not make it back. I went to the office. I had a pair of pants in my PE locker, but unfortunately everyone with a key to the locker room was busy or off-campus. They told me to wait in the office. I sat squatting behind the attendance desk for a while. A girl I had never seen before came up to me to ask me why I was there. I told her. She said that she had a pair of jeans in her bag but she didn’t think they’d fit me. She said she’d go into the bathroom, change out of her leggings and into her jeans, then give me the leggings. We didn’t even know each other’s names and she was giving me the clothes off her back. I didn’t even have to ask.

In one of the Facebook groups I’m in a woman made a post saying that she was in a horrifically abusive relationship for years. She finally made it out, but her ex still had naked photos of her. He posted them on his public Instagram. She asked him to take them down but he said no because he “owns her.” She tried reporting it but nothing happened. She made the post asking the group to go report the photos. In under an hour hundreds of women commented saying that they reported all of them and that they even made reports on their spare/throwaway accounts. By the end of the day more than half of the photos were forcibly removed from the guy’s insta. He made a fit about it on his story. He ended up getting in real trouble with Instagram and last I heard his entire account, not just the photos, was being reviewed for permanent deletion.

One time when I was 15 I agreed to sex with someone that was older than I was. He pressured me into letting him pull out and eventually I gave in. He didn’t pull out, he didn’t even try. I wasn’t on birth control. I didn’t know what to do. I needed plan b, but I couldn’t afford it and didn’t have a way to get myself to a store to buy it. I called a friend that I trust. She woke up with me the next day at 6am on a Saturday. She paid for my Uber to the pharmacy and paid for my plan b. She went with me for the emotional support and checked in on me during the following weeks to see how I was doing. She refused to let me pay her back. She dropped everything she was doing to wake up at an ungodly hour on a weekend to help me.

I taught sex Ed at my high school when I was a student. As part of my responsibilities students could confidentially come to me with questions. There were nearly a dozen times I got called by a girl saying that the condom broke or whatever and she didn’t know what to do. I helped all of them get plan b. By this time I had a job and a savings account. If the girl didn’t have the money I’d pay for the plan b myself. I ended up spending a few hundred dollars of my own money on plan b for other people during my Junior year of high school.

My junior year of high school my school had an all-female administration. The dean was amazing. She took gender-based attacks and slurs very seriously. She actually did something when boys would use terms like Bitch, whore, etc. She made a point to make the female students feel safe and welcomed.

There’s a woman I know that was born with a few congenital issues that result in her never menstruating. She always carries tampons and pads with her anyways, just in case someone needs them.

Menstrual products are expensive, but never once has a woman been hesitant to share with someone in need. One time I needed menstrual products but didn’t have any, I asked a woman if she had some. She said she didn’t have any on her, but she might have some in her car. She ran to her car to get them. I didn’t even get her name and she was going out of her way to help me.

Class solidarity is there. It’s subtle, and it’s nowhere near where it should be, but it is there none the less. Female solidarity is a sapling that’s managed to take root despite the toxic soil. It’ll one day grow into an impressive redwood tree that will tower above the forest and outlive us all by thousands of years.

(Feel free to add your own stories)

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theinvisibledreamergirl · 3 years

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Hopeless

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Klaw Craig)

Words count: >1.7k

Category: Angst

Warning: none

A.N: Well as per your request this is the awaited fic for you and maybe you didn’t expect it to be such this angsty. Let me know what do you think. This event starts after this post for everyone who’s not familiar with it.

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Klaw had never ran so fast in her life like now.

She had to do something.

Something to stop Simon from telling Dr. Ramsey about the Instagram photo she posted. And the reason?

Simple. After Dr. Ramsey admitted to her the infamous patient Mr. Nigel Platt- nothing went normal as she thought at first. Nigel had several symptoms that none of them concluded to a specific illness but leading to more questions than answers. Again this wasn’t the real problem.

Nigel’s attitude against her while questioning her abilities to handle this case, made her blood boiled despite she held a great poker face to him that everything seemed to go flowing. It was ironic this kind of situation happened again to her- when she confronted the mafia man Miles in her first day, the latter doing the same thing as Nigel. With all of her anger and frustration she blamed Dr. Ramsey for this and decided in a drunken state to create an emoji and to show off to people on Insta what an asshole he was. But when she got sobered like today, she was pleading that everyone would get it as joke and not something that should be taken seriously. Because it was a moment of anger okay? She didn’t know how to revenge to him because he was her attending after all. She couldn’t file a complaint to him. Right? After finishing this case she wanted to have a man to man talk and to understand why he assigned this kind of patient especially to her. Did she do anything wrong?

If yes, what?

Because of Dr. Banerji’s secret?

Her mind was fogged up with lots of questions while she was running in the halls of fifth floor- where his office was. When she turned the corner she bumped into nurse Sarah and apologised.

“Sarah do you know where’s Dr. Tennant?”

“Oh. I saw him with Dr. Ramsey while exiting the Diagnostics Office.”

“Shit.”

“Something wrong Dr. Craig?”

But Sarah didn’t have an answer as she saw the young intern run again. Klaw knew where the diagnostics was and her breath hitched when she saw the two doctors conversing with each other in such seriousness that made her shivering from fear. Then she saw Simon slipping from his white coat his phone and telling something to Ethan. But before that she lunged forward while shouting.

“STOP!”

Both attendees flinched when they heard her frantic voice and saw her raised hands while shaking. They frowned in confusion at her as the baritone voice asked.

“Dr. Craig what is this? Another stunt of yours?”

“No no please just hear me out because I know that I owe you an apology Dr. Ramsey.”

He raised a cold eyebrow. As always he would never change that reflex she thought. “Pray, tell.”

“Well... I think that you’re quite aware now what I’ve done so far and... I’m truly sorry for that. I mean... who in the world does the mockery of someone in social media that everyone starts to make fun of it? Me with a whiskey around yesterday decided to throw that thing but I fully regret it. So... I’m saying it again Dr. Ramsey that I’m sorry I posted that photo on Instagram and I promise to delete that immediately.”

“What’s that photo?” He asked in confusion while shaking his head. “Because I didn’t get this Rookie. Would you like to explain to me what the hell is even the Insane thing?”

“But weren’t you seeing it with Dr. Tennant right now? He was showing it to-”

“Uhm-” Simon cleared his throat. “Klaw, I was showing Ethan the tomography of our patient after we diagnosed him.” He turned his phone to her and immediately she wanted nothing more than to burn herself or hide somewhere because now she felt so screwed. “I wasn’t going to tell him y’know.” Then he snorted when he finally realised what her intention was.

“Excuse me, can someone right now tell me what in the hell is going on?” Ethan glared at them when he felt his anger building up seeing the interaction between these two and the fact that they were sharing a secret made him raged.

The young doctor gulped hardly when she lit up her phone, opened the app and showed it to her attending. But what made Ethan even more angry despite he was remaining calm all the time was the description she had written:

Ladies and gentlemen I present to you the icy blue-eyed Dr. Ethan Ramsey in his usual mood- killing the interns.

Even though it may sounded funny to someone’s else ears, he wasn’t killing anyone. Especially when he wanted to push her to be the best doctor and to learn by hard. But clearly to him, maybe it was a mistake for picking her so that was his final straw.

“My office.”

He gave her phone back while trailing off and Simon gave her an encouragement smile as if meaning that it was the usual one of the many Dr. Ramsey’s moods but for Klaw this was unusual.

Ethan didn’t even let the door open for her as he did always and slammed it forcefully in her face. And that was her final straw.

“What the fuck?!”

“Language Craig!”

“Do you even know moral codes or what?”

“I’m not going to learn from you because you clearly have absolutely no knowledge about them.”

“Are you really worried for such a stupid little thing? I told you I was drunk!”

“Do you really think that I care that much for an animated figure which clearly doesn’t represent me but just another stupid jokes of yours?”

“Well my jokes are better than your dryly and sophisticated ones.” He scoffed unbelievably, not seeing that his words were actually hurting her. “I want to be taken off the PITA’s case because in my opinion there’s nothing left for me to do with a man who doesn’t respect me as a doctor and doesn’t acknowledge my work showing his belligerency and rudeness.”

So that’s why she was angry at him. But that didn’t even make him change his mind. He wasn’t surprised to see her in this state of rage and for a mere of seconds he thought how cute she looked when she was serious and flushed. Ethan gave her an unamused smile, not interested in what she just said. “No.”

“I beg your pardon?” Her right pupil dilated slightly while she was frowning.

“You’ve had difficult patients before. Keep trying.”

His calmness was making her even more furious and before she could stop herself she came forward and slapped her hands in his desk, while facing him with a shaking breath. This of course caught him off guard and stood up from his chair doing the same as her.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Why are you punishing me?”

I’m not punishing you. I would never do that.

“Or is my saying right- that you enjoy to kill interns and make us suffer huh? Do you enjoy that?”

“You need to keep your personal feelings separate from your professional feelings Dr. Craig.” She tried to reply but was cut off. “I’d think very carefully before you say something to embarrass yourself.”

“Then why have you selected me this patient? For what reason?!”

“To challenge you, to push you to be the best doctor you can be! Don’t you get it already?”

Despite the closed door their voices could be heard loud and clear from outside. Their faces were in a close proximity without breaking their gazes to each other. Icy blue could see in dark fiery browns the embarrassment and the astonishment when she received his words. She understood now. It was never about Naveen’s secret that they were sharing. It was about her development that even after all of this he still thought of her.

For her best.

As a real attending should.

He sat on his chair with his crossed arms whereas she backed off a bit from his desk only to hear disappointment from him.

“When I make my evaluations every year... every intern that I’ve chosen were the best amongst the best and for that-” he flickered his eyes to her again with the coldest expression on his face that she had ever seen and shivered. “- I believed I saw a potential in you. It’s very rare that I’m wrong Rookie. But I’m willing to admit when I am... and I think I might have been wrong about you.”

The final words left her not only speechless but also breathtaking. She couldn’t feel her lungs as if everything stopped in that moment. Her heartbeats were giving her aches in her chest as she stared right back into his eyes- regret and pain. Ethan Ramsey regretted his intern right in front of her just like a slap in her face. That was the final cue from him that she wasn’t the best intern he had thought because this intern (she) had let him down.

Klaw shifted her left shoulder and broke eye contact with him while Ethan quirked sadly his mouth knowing her fully well anytime she got that nervousness. He got used to her and he hoped that these words would encourage to be better or otherwise- worse than now.

Deeply ashamed she couldn’t say another word and left his office without glancing back. She was determined to solve that case whatever that brat had and to prove once again that Dr. Craig or Rookie was the best intern he had chosen for the program.

Ethan sighed heavily when he opened his drawer to reveal her file that was the first of many others and stared down at her CV photograph that showed- bravery.

“You can do this Klaw.” He whispered to himself and for the first time he said her name which in Ethan’s horror wasn’t something good. He closed the file with a thud and put it back on his drawer while getting up from his chair to take a look in the window. He could feel his heartbeats quickening when he saw Klaw leaving with his patient Kyra who was trying to console her. At least she had friends to look after her.

Stop it Ethan. Stop thinking about her.

Reluctantly he pulled away from the window to busy himself with other important tasks so he would forget about piercing brown eyes.

#open heart #open heart fan fic #open heart fan fiction #my mc #klaw craig #ethan ramsey #klaw x ethan #ethan ramsey x mc #my writing

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woah, can you tell us what happened with your dad and aunt? and how buzzfeed wanted to help? i am so curious

oh lord this is a story and a half. i can't believe i've actually never spoken about this before??

if you want a story about a messy family, buzzfeed unsolved being like aight yeah this is sus we want to help out, and my dwindling sanity, this is all going to be under the cut~

also side note, i have receipts of most things because we were terrified that my dad was going to gaslight about everything which, eventually, he did. we also knew that a lot of things were going to be deleted off of the internet for reasons we didn't know, so this is why i have a lot of shit just lying around omg. i literally sat here and watched every piece of evidence get deleted as i refreshed the page so this is the best i can do

TD;LR: we found out that my dad had a secret twin sister and he did everything he could to hide her from us alongside her mysterious death.

a few years ago, i started doing ancestry so i could find my family history and one thing lead to another and i found out that my aunt on my dad's side had also made a tree. while going through the birth records for births in the same area/time frame as my dad's birth, i found that there was a second kid listed under a mother with the same last name AND maiden name (because they list both the father and the mother's last name) alongside the same area code. this was super weird because neither name is super common and it was just a little too weird.

(name blocked out because ohhh boy this is supposed to be a sensitive family issue LMAO)

(here's some receipts of me messaging a friend on facebook because this whole situation is insane and i feel like i need to back myself up bc not even i'd believe myself omg)

flash forward to me going onto my aunt's family tree and finding out that she'd listed this random woman as my dad's twin sister. beyond sketch. we have never heard of this random woman and, when i mentioned it to my mother a few weeks later, she had no idea about it either, although, after a few days, she did recall a conversation she'd had with my uncle (my dad's older sister's husband) when my parents had just started dating. she said that he'd made a comment about my dad and just jokingly said 'oh, it's like a twin thing' and, very confused, my mum had played along. she hadn't thought much about it until i was sat there showing her screenshots of some random woman on my aunt's family tree. basically, she was fairly sure that it was right just from the genuine vibe of that side of the family, they're ex-military and very secretive and we've always got the feeling that something was a bit off.

she told me not to mention it to my dad and like a dumbass i did. i told him about the random woman on this family tree and he was PISSED. he told me that it was wrong and that 'it was easy to get lost and find the wrong people', despite being an account that was actively linked to his older sister's facebook account, and i decided to drop it. my dad can make your life hell when he wants to and i just left it alone.

but then my sister got involved oml. she picked right where i left off during quarantine in the summer and immediately dove right into this twin sister mystery. she discovered that this woman had died in the 90's, right before my parents got together, right in the vicinity that my dad's family moved (which, if you remember, they're military so they basically moved around the uk a lot. for someone who was originally was born in the north of the uk to randomly turn up and die in the most specific, random southern town was more than a coincidence.) however, my sisters ability to investigate extended a lot more than I did; she actually messaged my aunt over facebook and asked about this mystery woman that.

it didn't go well.

at the same time, she started tweeting about it on twitter and jokingly started saying 'oh maybe buzzfeed unsolved would be interested?'. this all happened around a week after aria uploaded his first(?) video investigating his father's best friend disappearing. i'm not sure what drove my sister to message aria but she eventually sent him a message on instagram and he (somehow???) responded and was very interested in helping us with our little family mystery.

this is what he sent my sister in response to her DMS.:

basically, this woman was impossible to trace. she only had a birth certificate and a death certificate, which in itself is very weird because in the uk you can at least follow people around the country with the regular census.

when my sister messaged my aunt we noticed that my dad was getting a lot of text messages constantly while he was out in the garden. we were deadass sat there listening to his phone just ping over and over. so my sister (like a stan twitter psychopath) decided to reset her twitter password, of which was linked to my dads phone and ended up actually going through his text messages.

i can't find the sc (my sister got a new insta account and it's what she sent me all the scs through) but if i remember rightly she sent him a message that was like: they're asking about [insert nickname for the twin sister] what should i say? and my dad I SHIT YOU NOT answered with i'll handle it. like I'm sorry sir is this an action movie? ur a taxi driver not james bond sit the fuck down.

(EDIT I FOUND IT IN A FACEBOOK CONVO)

f(he also, notably, lied to us and said that his sister had all of the family photos ~~~ imagine the way my ass fell out of my stomach when i read these text messages.)

we mentioned aria to my mum and explained how he might be able to help but she was very against it. instead, she took me and my sister out for dinner when quarantine eased (cmon eat to help out) and sent my dad a thick ass paragraph. i can't remember what it said for sure but there was something like 'do you want to be remembered as a liar by your kids because they're either going to find out the truth now or after your dead? its your choice xoxo'. god I'm so excited for the therapy I'm going to need in twenty years about my trust issues.

basically he admitted that it was true, but only over text message. he didn't give us any information, nor will he admit it in person or even speak about it. we know nothing other than the fact that this woman caused a lot of family drama and probably trauma and that they refuse to talk about her due to something she did to my grandmother (who as you can tell from the ancestry sc above, is long deceased.) basically this whole thing was a shit show and eventually aria agreed that there were too many messy factors, mental health and privacy etc.

there's a lot more involved surprisingly that i had to condense into this post but hopefully that explains it a bit. like i said, i'm beyond excited for this to cripple my ability to trust my family and men in particular and i'm just so excited for the therapy I'm going to need!

#buzzfeed unsolved #buzzfeed #soph talks #true crime #answered #anon #soph answers #aria inthavong #storytime #god this is so messy reading it back and i've missed so fucking much

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