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cooki3face · 3 months

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what you need to hear right now: channeled from spirit

message: I love this type of art, I have tons of it on my Pinterest but anyway that's sort of beside the point, I feel called to do a message but I feel very low on energy within as of late. I want to try and keep this one short, sweet, and clear. As you know, especially if you're a light worker or intuitive, shifts within the collective, within energy however it comes are always felt first by us. If there is a symptom of change, I'm feeling it 10x over so that I can prepare to relay that information to the collective because I would honestly consider myself to be a vessel. As I cope with my life and my own human experience I am also in the process of collecting important information so that I can guide the collective effectively and let me tell you, I've been through some SHIT with the opening force of 2024. Anyways, enjoy the reading and I pray that you find what you're looking for and what you need with me in my space today.

"we've been watching you juggle both the physical and the spiritual within your hands for the past couple weeks, you may feel as though your worlds are colliding your the sky and the ocean has folded over with you in the center. There comes a time in one's life when the elements that make up their world must come into alignment and fuse with one another. You were told to learn what it meant to be a balanced individual, and so as you completed and closed off karmic lessons and overcame blockages you became closer and closer to equilibrium and these moments now are crucial as what you had needed all long is on its way to be delivered to you. You've been learning what it means to manage your time, manage your energy, and spread yourself where needed to obtain the results you desire. You have one foot in the spiritual realm and one foot in the physical world. Your development as of now is so incredibly important and we're supporting you in your journey forward.

Things may appear to be slow, backed up, or difficult at this time but movement is coming in quickly and to be expected soon. You've planted your seeds to receive and as you deserve, you shall. within the next two weeks for some of you and even a couple of days for a select few of you, things will begin to move forward or pick up momentum. Set your intentions straight and make sure that they are unwavering. there is success on the horizon, whatever is difficult or isn't working out for you that will change. You've grown so much, and your only job at this time is to nurture yourself and your manifestations, show yourself grace, ask for healing, ask for closure, and ask for the necessary tools to care for yourself as one should. And become clear and aligned with whatever you are manifesting, and put yourself in the position to receive by doing the work on your end and meeting us in the middle with your will and your gratitude. If there's a will there's a way even if you don't have everything in the world to offer in exchange. Come to terms with your power and the part you play in your world.

A select few of you are royalty within the spiritual realm you are kin of spirits who are highly respected and praised in the beyond and that is why the pile you chose depicts the divinity of a matriarch holding her child. Look for gold jewelry and gold trinkets and items if you choose to go out shopping or collecting. You feel called to build something or may have an idea, honor your ideas, and put actions behind what you desire to reap. Those of you who know that you are divinely protected are being heavily watched over and shielded, there could potentially be gossip by those of whom you've left behind or parted from but their tongues will be stilled when they speak of you they summon your spiritual court ( your ancestors, your spirit guides, guardian angels and all deities who call out to you and respect you.) their karma is sharp. Pay no mind to any negative energy sent to you by others. They talk only because they want to be paid great attention to but the audience lies in front of you and the universe's love and support is more than evident on your side.

You are about to succeed heavily, many things will be given to you, prosperity and congratulations are in order, the people will see. you are in a position to receive well in your finances, so well you will be able to give to others or keep your abundance in full cycle forward and back to you. We once told you that you would be compensated greatly for your hardship and the spiritual council has spoken and reached a solid verdict on your reward and the size and volume of the gifts you're about to receive. Do nothing but nurture thyself and expand from this point forward. be easy with secureness in your good fortune, do not let your fear or your anxiety eclipse you there is no purpose for any of it."

II.

"You asked to be free of the things that threaten to hold you hostage and one of the biggest of those things happens to be you. It's time for change and it's time for growth. As you step into the new year you have no choice but to be reset now after years and months and weeks of being broken. You need to be able to heal properly. It's time to come clean and be honest. There are many things within your life that have made lasting impressions on who you chose to be or what you chose to do for your survival even at the expense of others, even those you held dear to you. The process of living an honest life is not an easy one. It is easier to be deceptive, to use your pain as a weapon, or to do what you need to do to survive even if it means stepping on others in the process or not meeting the needs of those you've awoken to you. It is hard work to be in alignment, it is hard work to always take accountability, it is hard work to look at your shadow and truly acknowledge it, you know more than anyone."

interception: I'm getting the energy of the film "warrior" with tom hardy in where he plays a character named tommy who ends up having to fight his brother for a large reward in a wrestling championship. He was a marine in the military and has childhood trauma that shapes the way he presents himself to others and navigates in his interpersonal relationships and of course what his goals and purpose are in the film, I'm not going to spoil it for you but if this is your pile, I recommend you watch it. it's on Netflix. it also really does a good job of highlighting an aspect of ourselves that we carry in our spirits to marry ourselves to our trauma or particular factors of it to hide from troubling or conflicting emotions or circumstances. things that are "inherently" bad or negative in theory but can look "desirable" or "acceptable" to us because our motivation for accepting it happens to be a heavily skewed one.

" It's time you finally free yourself from your karma, from your vices, from your shadow, and from aspects of yourself or your life that threaten to keep you stuck or stagnant. You can't take with you all of these things into the new year, into the new world, into your new life. The devil is in the details and he has done nothing but hold onto your ankle this entire time. It is your responsibility to make the changes that you've been asking for or craving. You may fear loss or the reality of the damage you've caused, the opportunities you've put yourself in the position to lose. You will sit with yourself, you will look at yourself in the mirror or you will suffer and continue to do so under the hand of your own decisions. What you are owed in compensation for a hard life cannot be received if you cannot put yourself in the position to receive them. There's a need in life for personal given grace as well as accountability for the part we play in events and circumstances that take place in our lives, take time to self reflect, forgive yourself, show yourself grace and in turn find the courage to communicate with those you've wrong and/or begin your journey forwards.

In our lives, the consequence we bare the burden of however heavy the weight is never the full and eternal end there is always something after. You've proven yourself to be resilient, to be a force. Use your strengths and allow them to will you forward into the next chapter of your life. Someone significant in your past could've heavily admired you or seen in you things you could not see in yourself as they were able to sense higher beings in others however troubled their karma was. The love they had for you is the love you are about to receive from yourself. The things they saw in you that you could not see you are preparing to embody in full. Ace of pentacles upright for you here signifying abundance coming to you when you are able to open yourself up to receive it all. remain committed to your cause."

III.

"You're seeking out personal closure or looking for solutions to an issue that you don't have on end. Don't make the mistake of running from completion or leaving doors ajar because it is difficult to close them shut you know what you need to do. You need to make the proper investments for your life, you need to work for your improvement or to receive the life you have felt you were entitled to all along but the mistake you've made along the way all this time is attempting to take short cuts and be strategic, deceptive or ingenuine in your method to try and deceive. You are used to putting on a mask or trying on costumes to appeal what others desire from you so you can receive the result you prefer from them, their approval, their support, their validation. Your biggest enemy is the closet full of masks you've accumulated they work against you, they push people away, they scare people of value, and they mislead as you've asked them to. Your life and it's events however unfortunate or difficult have existed to serve you a purpose and put you on your righteous path forward in alignment with your highest self and the life they live but instead you've sharpened it and allowed it to be used as a weapon against others and against yourself.

put your strengths and your adaptability where it's needed and not into being a sheep in wolves clothing or traveling through the night in such a way in which you won't be seen. Abundance will come for you and doors will open up for you where you set your intention and where you are unwaveringly honest and true. Reflect on your choices, your habits, and your behaviors in order to decide what needs to be changed and what needs to be improved and do it honestly this time and set the intention to change it not make another mask of it and store it away for another time. It is not your place to control the way everyone looks at you and how you are perceived or if they are willing to give to you or not. You control or manipulate what does not belong to you from places of fear you store deep within you and it is time to heal and ready yourself to move forward and leave a karmic version of yourself behind. Pack up the things you need to bring with you and be rid of the rest. Do not be resistant to change you must move."

#self love #self care #self improvement #self discovery #dream girl #self expression #healingjourney #self healing #manifestation #divine feminine #divine masculine #pick a card #tarot readers of tumblr #channeled messages #channeled message from spirit #what you need to hear right now #pac #pick a pile #tarot lessons

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sukunasweetheart · 7 months

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after learning that sukuna canonly speaks in an elegent and poetic way and uses old japanese terms (that sadly gets lost in translation) i can’t stop thinking of him being a literature or terminology professor😖 like this man would say romantic things to you out of nowhere and you’re like “what?🥴” and he says “what? what’s the big deal🤨”

no bc picture sukuna with glasses and a coffee in one hand, wearing an awfully smart outfit, his passion for jujutsu replaced with passion for literature, a tall mf who has an unapproachable aura in every way possible

his classes are by no means, for the weak. high demand, but high results. meaning, if you successfully endure and manage to grit your teeth through his assignments and harsh, but reasonable critique, you will have attained something very valuable from the experience, because this man expects nothing but the best from students who sit through his classes and want to learn about the art of literature + poetry

so many college students develop a crush on him, despite his difficult personality...

his lovelife is rather stagnant, however. literature professor!sukuna is too careful about who he brings into his life, being mostly uninterested in romance and the turmoil it brings to a person. he isn't fond of the idea that he could be potentially swayed so easily by one singular person. how awful would it be that your entire mood could depend on one individual? he was pretty content with spending the rest of his life as a single man, so be it.

but really, nobody is immune to the nature of falling in love... it can be something that happens at the snap of one's fingers. or it can be gradual, like a slow but firm tug that pulls you in closer towards someone. it can occur almost violently, and you might find yourself thrashing frantically against the net that you've gotten tangled up in. or, it can occur in a way that is as elegant and gentle as how one handles their most beloved books, flipping through each page without leaving as much as a crease behind...

for sukuna, all the boxes can be ticked off. falling in love with you, a fellow professor, was like experiencing all of these at once. the realisation hit like a bolt of lightning, when he caught himself... smiling? when he was reading an email of yours. he had to take off his glasses and pinch the bridge of his nose for that one. there was no way. it happens this quickly?

it's hard to say whether he fell in deep from the start, or if happened more like sinking slowly, helpless, in quicksand. either way, it didn't matter whether he tried to struggle or not, he was only plummeting further.

it only hurt him when he tried to distance himself away. it only hurt him when he tried holding himself back from contacting you. it seemed like everything he did in attempt to quell the thrumming in his heart, only came back to hurt him.

it started off as emails between two professional colleagues. but eventually, it developed into polite follows onto each other's social media accounts. and almost inevitably, personal numbers were then exchanged after much talking in dms. it was very funny, seeing his empty shell of an instagram account, no posts or even a profile picture in place. such clever and well pronounced prose coming from a colourless account.

let's not get into the moment where he first experienced your touch. when handing him a novel, you brushed fingers with him, and sukuna felt a strange tingle that travelled down his spine.

many instances come- where an overwhelming desire to pull you close to him by the waist, grasps him by the throat. the conflicting compulsion and urge to wreck you, but also having the need to treat you like he would a fragile butterfly.

he goes out drinking with you, one evening. already a dangerous move.

in a soft, but a little busy area in maybe a small, cheap restaurant where the two of you are residing. both of you a little tipsy, but not drunk. tipsy enough for lingering gazes. tipsy enough for the little unnoticeable but definitely noticeable touches. tipsy enough to bring out the vulnerability to seep out of yours and his eyes.

you and him, confined in a little cosy and invisible bubble… all and every noise that's made outside of it sounds muffled.

the tilting of your head as you look at him with a flirtatious smile, the reach of your delicate fingers approaching his cheek slowly, but then retracting because you're still unsure, because you're only tipsy.

and he, with his mellow eyes, grabs onto your hand before you can get away. why don't you commit? his searing hot palm clasps over your skin, and it captures you in every way possible.

and you're doing it again. you're batting your eyelashes at him, tempting him into doing something definitively irreversible. now that he's touched you, he can't compel himself to let go. you've done it now. there's nothing he can do to stop this.

your eyes follow as he reaches for his own glasses, still holding onto your hand, grip so firm yet so gentle. sukuna takes them off. carefully places them onto the table. the next order of events should have been so painfully obvious, but it still didn't fail in making your heart pound within your ribcage.

he kisses you so feverishly. he palms your jawline with great tenderness, bringing you in impossibly closer. so enraptured, so infatuated, so sweet. he holds your hand tighter, gliding his large thumb over it.

it brings him an intense amount of joy, touching you like this. it's addicting. and he never wants to let go again. he's a selfish man at heart, already claiming you as his internally, because you enthrall him and induce such pleasure like no one before. oh, how aggravating. but also, simply delightful.

it's time he brought you home. if you've caught someone up in your web, it's only right you take responsibility. will you consume him? or will he do it first?

after this string of events, sukuna is most definitely no longer a single man. having a lover around has its merits, and its disadvantages. but never does the bad outweigh the good, at least when it comes to you.

maybe he'll write an excerpt about you. a little free verse poem. beautifully worded, but incredibly abstract. nobody could guess how it all ties back to you. not even yourself, perhaps. but that's what sukuna intended. he's satisfied with keeping this secret to himself.

you'd think having such a mellow lovelife would also transfer the same softness into his lectures, and assignments. wrong. as a professor, he's still as prickly as ever.

#this didnt meant to be so fucking long bruh but i got carried away oopsiess omg #sukuna x reader #sukuna #jjk x reader #poe answers

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bardicbird · 1 month

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Working on my own Disco Elysium skills! Individual art pieces and descriptions (in the style of the game) below the cut :]

DIALECTICS

Examine verbal landscapes. Get to the truth of the matter.

Cool for: Logicians, Philosophers, Asshole Devil’s Advocates

Dialetics urges you to look beyond the basics of conversation. It encourages you to discuss theories, truths and falsehoods, until you exhaust everyone around you with your sheer affinity for taking the most convoluted routes to your deductions—but, hey, it works! Those people are only *really* annoyed because you very accurately psychoanalyzed them.

At high levels, Dialectics will help you reason with even the most convoluted of situations. You will be an unstoppable detective, who may occasionally suffer from some unintended side effects such as: your brain and mouth moving too fast, overcomplicating little things, becoming an insufferable jerk, and joining your local debate team. With low levels of Dialectics, you’re going to have a difficult time seeing through both worldly and interpersonal deceptions. You may find yourself being taken advantage of.

EVOCATION

Recall emotions and imagery. Paint complete pictures of the past.

Cool for: Visualizers, Chronic Observers, Witnesses Of Crimes

Evocation allows you to call forth memories that may otherwise be lost in the recesses of your mind. Previous instances of sound, touch, taste, feeling, sight—all of these are at your beck and call: able to be summoned within and around you in a great miasma of experience. You will be able to relive important events, even those that were only mere seconds, and examine them closer to reveal what you couldn’t comprehend in the moment.

At high levels, Evocation will help you reimagine scenes that may have happened years ago, lasted the length of a blink—or, perhaps, even allow you to picture memories that you were not present for. You will find yourself constantly transported to the past: a single whiff of a familiar perfume enough to completely derail your senses. With low levels of Evocation, you’re going to have a hard time remembering simple conversations and potentially important visual details. You will have to rely on others in such scenarios.

BODY OF LAWS

Know your rights. Remember fun courtroom trivia.

Cool for: Lawyers, Law-Evaders, Stick-In-The-Muds

Body Of Laws is responsible for your ability to follow the law at any given time—or don’t! Just because you know the rules doesn’t mean you have to play by them. Regardless, it certainly allows you to recall a, frankly, embarrassing amount of your government’s regulations, and may encourage you to ‘stay in your lane’, so to speak, regarding them. Governments aren’t the only entities that enact rules, though: you will also find yourself privy to understanding unspoken boundaries set by people, nature, and even your subconscious self.

At high levels, Body Of Laws will either make you an *extremely* insufferable goody-two-shoes, or a *wildly* effective cheat-of-the-system. You may end up feeling suffocated by all these restrictions you can so clearly see, causing you to become complicit with the movings of the machine—or potentially apathetic to why we need some of these restrictions in the first place. With low levels of Body Of Laws, you may find yourself accidentally violating boundaries you didn’t know existed—whether they be legal, personal, or cultural.

#WOW the quality is. Yikes. maybe i’ll fix that later idk i can’t be bothered #i have ideas for most of the rest of my skills which im very excited abt but i wanna finish up the logic set first #VERY excited for the one abt eloquent/charismatic speaking which is either going to be called loquacity or purple prose haven’t decided #leaning towards purple prose bc yknow. I’m a writer.#can you tell i love em dashes. can you tell.#EDIT: okay i played around w quality a little u might need to click for better bc its tumblr. also i still wanted to keep it a little #-crunchy. lmao #disco elysium art #disco elysium #disco elysium skills #my art #100+

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tarjapearce · 8 months

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soccer family

how did miguel propose 👀💍

The serious questions yo ❤️✨

Hope you like 🥹✨

Time and life were funny. Sometimes funny in the good kind of way, sometimes in the oddest sorts. If someone would have told Miguel those three years ago, in that evening at Peter's carneada that he would meet his future wife, he'd surely would've just rolled his precious mahogany eyes at cuss in spanish at whoever speaking such nonsense.

He wasn't in the look for someone, yet there you were, his serendipity. Coming into his life like an unforgiving hurricane of things and emotions he had never had the time nor the interest in experiencing at their fullest.

Yet, there you were.

Blatant, not giving two shits on his scary nature, fascinated by him through and through and brazen for making a move. That had surely sealed the deal for him.

He wasn't one for backing away from difficulties, he knew much the challenge he represented to others. And still, you did not only pass it with flying colors, but had actually enjoyed it. Enjoyed him; and in all truth, he enjoyed you too.

Enjoyed the push and pull you offered, the demented moments that certainly earned his brain another wrinkle since he was learning so much from you. Enjoyed your attention and how willingly you'd bask him into it. You were his nepenthe.

How gentle and patient you were with him, when everyone expected so much out of him. Of course he was a genius, or else he wouldn't be into the Lab's head division back in Alchemax. But the way you made him experience things felt surreal, and the feeling increased ten times fold when you shared your first kiss.

The way your lips had tasted and devoured each other was engraved into his core memories. The way you both had explored and shared your emotions was exciting, thrilling yet oh so scary for him.

He wasn't one used to be taken care of. He was the caretaker. A self imposed role he always seemed invested in. But your little ways of weaving into his heart and mind showed him a new perspective of the world he often ignored.

He'd never forget how gentle and careful your tiny fingers were, when helping him patching up in that dirty soccer game. How shameless you were enjoying his reactions. How gorgeous you looked when your eyes wrinkled when laughing your ass off at his suffering. Cruel, but so so hypnotizing.

You'd soon become his wonderwall. His obsession and the only reason he'd go to social gatherings really. If you were there, everything was as it should be. Wonderful, the world would keep spinning normally, but in the few times your absence said present, he'd go home early. Bored out of his mind, the rest was too simple and unworthy of his attention.

Of course, women threw themselves at him. Appearance wasn't something he indulged too much neither care. He was aware of his looks, specially on his little pair of abnormal fangs you loved to feel, for whatever reasons.

"I just do." You'd tell him. And that was more than enough motive to stop worrying over them. You loved them. You loved him.

Every bit of his unwanted self, you made sure he'd know how much you enjoyed it, how much you cherished that certain part he had grown uncomfortable with through his younger years and he'd do the same for you.

After you had shared your bodies, there was no turning back for him. He gave everything of himself into you. His flesh, his scent, his energy and love to you. Something so raw yet pure that turned you into his inspiration, his muse.

You always strived to be better, for yourself mostly.

"How can one be the best version of oneself if we don't grow ourselves as individuals? I want you to have the best of me."

You'd shared in between giggles and drunken thoughts.

He adored your drunk self but would never admit it out loud. You'd come up with the most random yet brain eater questions you could imagine.

He'd fear that day that nearly lost you completely over his stupid pride. A fight ignited by your family. A reason to rarely and never visit them.

He loved your mind. And as months passed on you both, he learned how to love your flaws as well.

And now, three years after, you had given him one of his most precious gifts. His firstborn. His daughter. His child. The result of his unbridled love towards you.

You were his. But of course you had no ways to prove it to the world.

He'd spend hours if possible, watching you through loving yet stoic eyes, feed his little bundle of love, that was overjoyed whenever he held her.

A little Gabriella that was now deep asleep into her crib, in her own room, under his roof. Of course you'd move in with him when Gabi was born. It was the right thing to you.

Six months had passed since her birth, and three years with six months had passed since he met you.

You crawled under the sheets, quanked, yet with the little bits of energy you had left, curled into his chest. Seeking his blanketing warmth. His chest your safe space.

"Took me longer this time to make her fall asleep"

"Yeah. Maybe we should take her to the doctor."

His brows knitted together briefly before kissing your forehead.

"I'm pretty sure she'll be fine."

Silence crawled on you both as you just relished into each other's company. His heartbeat kept pounding in his ears.

The past year and a half had gone through but a certain question was always present. Why hadn't he ask you sooner? It didn't matter.

You remained at his side. So ever loyal, so brave, so rident and brisk. You were exactly what the hypothetical cupid delivered him after his secret longings.

"Mi reina?" (My queen)

An endearing term he only used when discussing serious matters. Despite the exhaustion taking your body hostage, you inquired him with a small and sleepy 'Hm?'

"Would you marry me?"

Eyes looked up at him, a mix of surprise and anger. Surprise that he'd ask such thing out of the blue and anger for the question to be so... powerful and simple that left you speechless. And still, you couldn't help but chuckle out of nervousness.

"It's not a laughing matter corazón. I mean it. Would you marry me?"

You felt your left ring finger being adorned with a golden band that against all odds was perfect in your finger. Like he had forseen this for quite the time.

But it also made sense. All those little moments of him touching and examining your hands resumed into this moment.

"Of course I wanna marry you, tontito" (dummy)

He chuckled as he caressed your hair in his own self grounding and reassuring touch.

"Good. Good."

"Te amo."

His heart wasn't raging anymore, but soaring into this quiet and maddening joy. You had said yes. The words he so yearned for you to say , finally spoken to his heart.

"También te amo, preciosa."

Your own heart soared in bliss at the words you had been secretly practicing over and over. You no longer had to practice, since one of your secret and wildest dreams had came true.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #t writes✨#miguel o'hara x you #atsv miguel #soccer family ⚽🕷️#gabi o'hara #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman 2099 imagine #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara fluff #proposal #atsv imagines

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mingtinysworld · 2 months

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Pairing: mommy!hwa x maid!reader x sub!yeosang

Genre: smut, fluff

Word count: 5.7k

Summary: You are a maid to Seonghwa and his boyfriend Yeosang. You’re offered something that you cannot decline, giving you an opportunity to explore your crush further

Warnings: MDNI, mommy kink, switch reader, voyeurism, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it up), oral (f/m receiving), fingering, squirting, riding, nipple sucking, hickeys, some hip slaps, masturbation

A/n: sooo thank you to that anon who requested this. I hope that this did justice to your thoughts and I enjoyed writing it a lot a lot. I really hope you enjoy the writing, please like, comment and reblog!! ily - J

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Being the maid of Park Seonghwa was quite the interesting experience. He differed from the other wealthy people you’ve come across at his giant mansion parties.

Unlike those snobby, high and mighty individuals, Seonghwa is a very considerate man. He loves to take care of everyone living in his household. From the maids, the cooks, to the gardeners, and of course, his boyfriend Yeosang.

The contrast betweeen Seonghwa and Yeosang is very prominent. Seonghwa has a dark and feminine aura, whereas Yeosang is so pure and bright but they somehow complete each other very well.

Seonghwa takes on an almost nurturing role in the relationship. Yeosang works out every day and has a strong physique, but that does nothing to conceal his innocence and needing help from Seonghwa.

You are exposed to them almost constantly due to always having to clean the place. Your heart constricts whenever you see their intimate moments. You long for what they have together, secretly sporting a crush on the beautiful Seonghwa.

Whenever you stumble across the couple, you do your best to avert your gaze just to give them privacy. You freeze for a few seconds and then quietly slink away in the opposite direction.

You convince yourself that you do really well with hiding your feelings for Seonghwa. You make sure to take deep breaths before speaking, not making the eye contact too long or too short, and never letting your true thoughts come to the surface ever.

Seonghwa, however, is much more observant than what you give him credit for. He notices your stolen glances when you think he’s not looking. He sees your eyes widen when his lips meet with Yeosang’s. He sees you swallow nervously when he’s standing just a bit too close to you.

He notices all of this, hence the reason why he’s made it his mission to fluster you as much as possible. He calls you into his room for assistance quite often, under the guise of needing food or new towels. His newest idea was making him quiver with excitement.

“Y/n!!”

You hear his voice calling you from upstairs and you immediately go to him. You knock twice to alert him you’re there and walk in. You expect to find him at his desk or bed, but he’s at neither place.

“Sir? Are you here?” You question.

You start walking towards his closet, thinking he might be in there. It is quite a big space after all. You hear a click of a door behind you and turn around hastily. The sight stops you in your tracks.

There stands Seonghwa in all his mighty glory. His hair is wet and tousled from his shower, droplets of water sliding down his toned body. His towel is barely hanging on for dear life and it takes everything in you to only look into his eyes.

“So s-sorry Sir, I didn’t- what can I do for you?” You stutter out pathetically.

He grins triumphantly and steps closer. “I hate to ask this of you, but I’m having trouble reaching my back to put on my lotion. Do you think you could help me out?” He sends a fake pout your way and your heart stops.

“S-sure, I can do that for you Sir.” He hands you his coconut scented lotion and faces away from you. You steady your trembling hands and squeeze out a considerable amount of lotion onto him. As you begin to massage his skin, you feel faint. Not once have you dared to be this close to him, let alone touch him. His skin feels so warm to the touch, contrasting your cold, nervous hands. Your heartbeat is so loud that you fear he might be able to hear it.

As the lotion is completely absorbed, you quickly step back as if you’ve been burned by him. Perhaps you did, because your whole body feels like lava. You look down to where your hands are clasped together and breathe.

“Anything else I can do for you?” You say quietly.

“That is all. Thank you for your help Y/n, always appreciated.” He gives you a smile, a sparkle in his dark eyes.

You give him a little bow and turn to leave. As you close the door behind you, you let out a breath you were holding. Clutching your sweater, you make it down to the kitchen to get a glass of water. You gulp down the water, and realize it’s not enough to calm your pounding heart. You decide to go for a quick walk around the garden.

This should not be affecting you so much. He’s your boss, you can’t be feeling like this. Most importantly, he’s taken. Never in a million years would he look upon you as anything other than someone who gets things done for him.

You pace back and forth, needing to clear your head. After a few more minutes, you head back inside, completely missing Seonghwa’s head poking out from the curtain, watching you with gleeful eyes. His eyes darken with an unquenchable desire and his mind starts plotting.

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You wake up with a panic, realizing you slept through your alarm. Reaching for your clock, you read that it’s 8:45am. Immediately, you jump out of bed and throw on whatever clothing you can find, not even paying attention. Your usual wake up time is supposed to be 7:30, in order to have enough time to prepare breakfast and Seonghwa’s schedule for the day.

You run down the stairs like someone is after you, sliding into the kitchen frantically. As you do, you see Seonghwa already occupying the space. He turns around at the noise and greets you with a warm smile.

“Good morning Y/n! I decided to take initiative on breakfast this morning for a change. I hope you don’t mind. I wanted to let you sleep in, so don’t worry about the food.” You take in the apron folded at his hips, and the spatula mixing the eggs. You take a seat on one of the stools, feeling dazed.

Seonghwa has never made breakfast before. You’re curious about how it will turn out, and unable to deny how attractive he looks while cooking. You rest your face in your hands and watch Seonghwa with a fascinated look.

A rumbly voice startles you out of your daydream. Yeosang walks in, with his fluffy robe covering his body. He greets Seonghwa with an angelic smile, leaning in for a quick peck against his lips. Seonghwa mumbles a ‘hello love’ and gets back to the task at hand.

Yeosang slides into the stool next to you, waving at you shyly. You wave back awkwardly, not exactly sure how you should be acting. The dynamic feels so strange, and you feel wrong for sitting down instead of working. However, you choose to enjoy the moment while you can.

Soon, Seonghwa is finished with the whole meal. He sets up the plates, forks, and cups and denies your help when you offer. You patiently wait to start eating until they do, but they don’t seem to care.

“Alright, let’s dig in.” Seonghwa announces.

You slowly pick up your fork, still feeling hesitant. You think it might be a joke, but you start eating anyways. Surprisingly, the food tastes amazing. You’ve learned another thing about Seonghwa. He’s a pretty decent cook.

No one speaks, but it doesn’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, you savor the silence along with the breakfast. Finishing, you stand up to gather everyone’s plates, placing them in the dishwasher.

“Thank you Sir, for the breakfast. It was very delicious.”

“My pleasure Y/n. I figured I should do something new for once, instead of letting you do all the work.” You are quick to shake your head in dismissal, signaling that you don’t mind.

Him and Yeosang stand up, stretching slightly. “Ok, I think we’re gonna get started on our days now. Have a wonderful day dear.”

You give a curt nod, fighting a blush. What is happening to you? It feels so much harder to stay nonchalant. You head back to your duties for the rest of the morning and afternoon, having the most jumbled thoughts floating in your head.

As it nears the evening, everything slows down. Both Seonghwa and Yeosang come back from work, and plop down onto the couch, letting out drawn out sighs. It seems as if they had an exhausting day. You steep some black tea, pouring it into their favorite mugs. Adding on a side of sugar, you present it to them. They accept the tea gratefully, letting the warmth heat up their tired bodies.

Once they were done with the tea, they decided to go to their room. You said goodbye, not expecting to see them for the rest of the night as it was nearing 9pm. You do some last minute chores, putting things away and cleaning up. You finally head to your room to get a good nights sleep.

As you’re walking, you realize that it’s really cold inside the house. The thermostat is all the way upstairs, and you really don’t wanna make the trip. But it’s so cold that you’re already shivering, being forced to move anyways. Trudging up the stairs, you fix the temperature, looking forward to being warm soon.

Taking a few steps forward, you stop at Seonghwa’s door. There’s muffled noises coming through, and it appears as if the door isn’t closed completely. You peek through the crack and almost moan out loud at the sight.

There, on the bed, is Seonghwa fucking Yeosang. He’s got Yeosang on his back, and him working his hips constantly. You’re not sure what you want to focus on in this moment, your brain is so overloaded and overwhelmed. First of all, you get to see Seonghwa’s bare body. It feels surreal.

Yeosang is letting out the most sinful yet angelic noises. It appears that his regular demeanor also translates into bed. He looks so pretty being destroyed by Seonghwa.

Something that surprises you is how gentle Seonghwa is being. You would think he would be an absolute beast, but he’s actually very soft. You do have to compliment him on his stamina though. He just keeps going and going.

“H-hwa, nghh I can’t-” Yeosang lightly whimpers.

At that, Seonghwa leans down until he’s face to face with Yeosang. He captures his lips and swallows all his moans. When he pulls back, he holds Yeosang’s jaw gently, so softly.

“What’s my name baby?”

“Please,” Yeosang only lets out a desperate sob.

“Answer me my love.” Seonghwa gently reminds him.

“Mommy! Mommy m-mommy please, please make me cum. I’m a good boy please.”

You let out a soft gasp without meaning to and immediately slap a hand over your mouth, hoping they didn’t notice.

Nothing goes unnoticed by Seonghwa. He smirks at you through the mirror that’s facing the door. He sees you entranced, as if you’re held down by some invisible force. He turns his attention back to Yeosang, now knowing he’s putting on a show for his beloved maid.

“You’re a good boy for Mommy, that’s right. Let Mommy take care of you, you’re alright. You’re doing so well sweetheart.” He coos lovingly at Yeosang, who has started crying softly.

Pretty tears run down his face, and Seonghwa contemplates wiping them away, but he likes knowing that he’s the reason Yeosang is crying. He reaches down to his flushed red and angry cock and starts pumping vigorously. Yeosang thrashes around, squeezing the sheets as tight as possible.

He cums with a groan, drops spurting out all over his stomach and even on Seonghwa. Seeing that took you out of your trance, realizing you need to leave right now. Seonghwa glances in the mirror and sees that you left. He wishes he knew what you were thinking.

He pulls out of Yeosang slowly, and goes to run a bath. He returns to the bed, carrying Yeosang over to the bathroom and into the soothing water. Yeosang leans his head back and lets his eyes close. Seonghwa kneels by him and brushes his soft hair away from his face. He feels sleepy himself, and fights it long enough to get Yeosang out of the bath and into his pajamas. He cuddles him close and they both drift off.

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You’re fucked. After last night you weren’t able to get a wink of sleep. You couldn’t get Seonghwa and Yeosang out of your mind, how soft yet intense they were. They have a love that people can only dream of.

What has been plaguing you the most however, is Yeosang calling Seonghwa Mommy. You’re surprised but also not. He really does give off that nurturing vibe, but it was still unexpected. Experiencing that awakened something in you.

You want to call Seonghwa mommy.

You smack your head out of frustration. How can this be happening? How are you supposed to face them this morning? You dread leaving your room. You have to leave sometime though, so you take 3 quick breaths and step out.

As you approach the kitchen you can already see them there. For some odd reason, ever since that morning when Seonghwa cooked, they’ve been hanging out in the kitchen almost every morning. Usually you wouldn’t complain, but today…you’re feeling frazzled. But you paste on your smile and trudge through anyways.

“Good morning! How are you this morning?” Your voice sounds so unnaturally chipper to you, you almost grimace. They smile at you lazily, saying their greetings.

The breakfast consists of fluffy crepes, topped with strawberries, bananas, and whipped cream. You savor the taste, closing your eyes.

There’s silence yet again, but you make no haste to break it. You only focus on your plate and nothing else.

You hear a loud clearing throat and look up at the sound. You study both of their faces and the contrast. Seonghwa looks pleased, comfortable even. Yeosang, however, looks uneasy and embarrassed, a pink hue coating his soft cheeks. He looks absolutely adorable.

“Y/n, Yeosang has been wanting to tell you something for some time now.” Seonghwa speaks. “Go on baby, tell her.” He gives Yeosang an encouraging smile.

He fidgets with his rings and looks down. “I wanted to tell you that…I have a crush on you.” He says in the quietest voice. You think you’re dreaming so you have to pinch yourself, and you do. It is indeed real.

Seonghwa addresses Yeosang, prompting him further. “And? What else baby?”

“I want you to fuck me.” Yeosang looks as if he wants the ground to swallow him up.

You’re in shock. You’re not sure what to say. What does someone even say in this situation? What is the right thing?

Yes I will fuck you?

What?

Are you insane?

“I’m sorry, what?” That is the only sensible thing you can get out currently.

“Yeosang wants you to fuck him.” Seonghwa says matter of factly.

You can’t find the words to respond. You instead laugh. You laugh at how absurd this is. Seonghwa quirks an eyebrow while Yeosang shrinks into himself.

“Is something funny?” He asks.

“N-no I just- I was just so surprised. I’m not sure what to say.” You breathe out an embarrassed chuckle.

“Well, the offer is there. It’s up to you to decide. Only if you’re comfortable of course.” Seonghwa is so calm and collected, the complete opposite of you.

You contemplate for a few seconds. What would be the harm? You might as well take the opportunity that is presented to you on a platter.

You take a deep breath and give your answer. “I would like that.” You say in a quiet voice, afraid to cross any boundaries.

At your acceptance, Yeosang lets out a breath he was holding and Seonghwa gives you a bright, genuine smile. “Alright sweetheart, we will first discuss rules and boundaries. Just to make sure everyone is on the same page. Sound good?”

You nod your head yes, so thrilled yet terrified for the events that are to come. Seonghwa leads the two of you to the couch, and you all sit to discuss…sex.

After everyone is caught up on everything, Seonghwa stands up and motions to Yeosang. “Well Sangie, get to work.”

At his words Yeosang turns to you and captures your lips in his. He holds you so gently that it feels like you’re on a cloud. His lips are so plump and soft, you can’t help but sink your teeth into them. He lets out a grunt of approval, encouraging you to go further.

You can’t help but notice how nice he tastes. As you melt into his embrace, Seonghwa interrupts you two so you can go upstairs. As you go up you can barely keep your hands to yourself. It feels as if some kind of barrier has been broken and you feel a new you emerging.

The three of you file into the bedroom and your first task at hand is to strip Yeosang. You rip his shirt off and frantically go for his zipper. He helps you pull them down and you see his bulge poking through. He stands there as if he’s not sure what he should be doing. You take initiative and drop to your knees.

“Let me make you feel good.” You breathe out.

Before he can get a word out your mouth is on him. You swallow him whole, not giving you any room to breathe. Yeosang lets out a choked moan at the sensation of your warm mouth on him. You expertly bob your head with a fast rhythm, not giving him a break.

You hear his breathing get heavier and you look up to see his head thrown back. You keep going despite the ache in your jaw, so desperately needing to make him cum. You go even deeper now. His cock goes to your throat, making you tighten around him. He seemed to like that, letting out a loud groan of appreciation.

“God I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.” Yeosang cries out. “Can I cum in your mouth?” Even through his haze he doesn’t forget his manners. You hum around him to give your permission. You go as deep as possible one last time, tears forming in your eyes from the pressure in your throat. Right after he cums with short and breathy gasps.

The warm liquid shoots into your awaiting mouth and trickles down your esophagus, blocking all form of breathing while he’s in there. There’s so much of it some dribbles out the side of your mouth, running down your chin. Yeosang takes a finger and smears it all over, making you look like a cock hungry whore. And you absolutely are.

As he pulls out you gasp for air, coughing a couple times. Your throat feels destroyed but you feel better than ever. Yeosang is about to ask if you’re ok when you jump up to your feet and kiss him once more. He can taste himself in your mouth and lets out a pleased hum. Hearing a throat clear behind you, you pull apart and turn around.

You completely forgot that Seonghwa was even in the room, being so occupied with Yeosang’s delicious cock in your mouth. Seonghwa is sitting there in the loveseat looking like a complete goddess. His see through shirt is halfway unbuttoned and showing off his beautiful chest. You just want to run a hand across his smooth skin, feeling goosebumps rise. He has his pants off just enough to have his leaking member out. He’s stroking himself very slowly, so slowly you would think he wasn’t turned on in the slightest.

Seonghwa, however, has mastered the art of patience. His heart is beating unbelievably fast, but he won’t let himself lose self control. He’s very content watching you and Yeosang.

For now.

“Keep going, don’t worry about me. Y/n you have free rein over what you decide to do with Yeosang.”

You give a nod of affirmation and turn around. You push Yeosang on the bed and straddle him. The look on his face is one you wish you could take a picture of and frame in your room. His eyes are so wide, glimmering at you in submission. You let out a quiet chuckle and give in to your hungry desires.

You lean down to lick a stripe up his neck. He tilts his head to the side, giving you more access. You add in little nibbles, and finally find his sweet spot. As you bite a little harder his hips buck up from pleasure. Displeased at his action, you put a hand around his neck, squeezing lightly.

“Do not move,” you hiss out. He closes his eyes in acceptance.

Continuing your attack on his neck, you leave deep, dark bruises with a desperate need to mark him as yours. You run your hands up and down his chest, seeing how he’s heaving up and down with heavy breaths. He lets out a small unintelligible noise.

“What was that, pretty?”

He opens his teary eyes and pouts at you. “Please, I want to be inside you.”

You grant him his wish, since he’s been such a good boy for you. You line yourself up with him and slowly sink down. His girth stretches you out immensely with a pleasurable pain. He lets out quiet whimpers as you slide down. Once you’re all the way fitted you stay still for a few moments, letting the both of you adjust to the new sensation. When he lets out a long sigh is when you start moving.

You bounce up and down, feeling every vein slide along your walls. His tip bumps against your cervix, shooting a tingle down your spine. The look of utter pleasure on his face makes you so happy, as if everything is right in the world.

Seonghwa, on the other hand, is having a hard time containing himself. He has to keep reminding himself that today is just for you and Yeosang. He’ll have you to himself some other time. He busies himself by watching your ass collide with Yeosang’s skin, making it ripple. He can’t wait to be buried in your warm cunt eventually.

Your thighs are burning from the effort, but you keep pushing through. Yeosang thrusts up weakly, eyes rolling back into his head. He grabs your hips tightly, digging his fingers in. You can tell he’s about to cum with the way he’s clenching his teeth as if he’s in pain.

He finally releases into you, and your climax also hits you hard. You fall forward onto his chest, feeling completely wiped out. You give him soft kisses along his chest, whispering praises to him as he comes down from his high.

Seonghwa gets up then, wiping away any evidence of his pleasure and grabs towels for the two beautiful humans in his bed. He gently cleans you two and climbs into bed. You’re still laid on top of Yeosang, and you stay that way. You don’t even register Seonghwa’s presence. He looks at you two with fondness, realizing that this feels totally right. He lets out a content sigh and lets himself drift off.

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As morning comes around, you wake with a slight ache in your body. Last night’s events catch up to you and you realize you’re still on top of Yeosang. Both him and Seonghwa are still asleep, looking ethereal. Yeosang has an arm draped over you, holding you tight against him. You surprise yourself by feeling so comfortable with Yeosang. Being so in charge helped your connection, and you just want to do it for the rest of your life.

You give him soft kisses along his jaw and he stirs slightly. He lets out a cute grumble and squeezes you so you’re forced to accept your fate and lay limp in his hold. Seonghwa wakes up slowly with a sleepy yawn. His eyes flutter open and he squints at you.

“You can stay here longer, I’m just going to get breakfast started,” He speaks with his raspy morning voice.

You give a hum of acknowledgment and nuzzle into Yeosang’s neck. Minutes later you can smell bacon frying, along with the clanks of the silverware. Yeosang finally wakes up and looks at you with a soft gaze. You let out a giggle and his face lights up.

“Mmmm you’re so soft and warm, I could stay here all day.” He sighs contentedly.

“We do have to go down soon though. Seonghwa is making breakfast, he’s probably almost done.”

After a minute, you both get up slowly. That’s when you remember you’re both still naked. A blush spreads across your face and you speed walk to your room to get your clothes back on.

When you step out Yeosang is there waiting for you. He has put on his clothes and is looking so shy. He reaches for your hand and you stiffen at the action. For some reason, this felt so incredibly intimate even though he was inside you hours prior.

You’re not sure where the boundaries lie. You only discussed the sexual aspect, nothing was said about outside of the bedroom. He notices your discomfort and gives a squeeze.

“It’s alright, don’t worry.” It’s as if he can read your mind. His words calm you and you start walking downstairs where Seonghwa is.

Seonghwa sees you coming down and his eyes glance down to your intertwined hands. His jaw involuntarily clenches with possession. Not for Yeosang though. For you.

After last night he can’t get the image of you on top of Yeosang out of his head. He wanted to snatch you away from him and pound you into the mattress until you can’t breathe.

As soon as everyone’s seated you all start to eat. Seonghwa making the breakfast almost every day is a pleasant and welcomed change. It was a little strange at first, making you feel weird, but now it almost feels like you’re a family. You look up and make eye contact with Seonghwa, not expecting to see his fiery gaze.

His eyes are darkened, looking at you with an unreadable expression. Your heart sinks, thinking he’s angry at you and last night was only a mistake. You look down at your hands timidly, head hanging low. Yeosang notices you slumped down and puts a hand on top of yours.

“Are you ok? Are you feeling sick?” Yeosang sounds like an absolute angel.

You lie and confirm that you are feeling sick. As you excuse yourself from the table, you do your best to avert your gaze from either of their deep stares.

You try to calm your beating heart. What if this was a huge mistake? What if Seonghwa was using this as a test to your loyalty? What if he fires you? So many thoughts are going through your head and you almost run straight into a wall.

You hear the clicking of high heels behind you and whip your head around to meet Seonghwa’s chest head on. He stabilizes you by holding on to your arms. You’re too afraid to speak, so you just gulp nervously. That catches his eye, he looks down at your throat, relishing in the fact that he makes you nervous.

He trails a finger from your jaw to your throat, leaving a faint red mark. Your body feels shaky, like you’re gonna go unconscious. He takes a step closer and now you’re standing chest to chest. “I love seeing you nervous.” He speaks in a quiet mumble.

You feel the arousal pooling in your underwear, and resist from rubbing your thighs together. The fear plus his proximity is driving you insane. You can’t even say anything, having swallowed all your words. You only look up at him with wide eyes. He almost moans at the sight of your doe eyes, eyelashes fluttering urgently.

He runs out of patience and slams his lips against yours. You let out a squeak of surprise. It’s more of teeth clashing rather than lips but it’s welcomed nonetheless. His intensity takes you aback. It feels so urgent, so animalistic. He swipes his tongue across your top lip and leaves a mess of saliva lingering. He leads you towards his room once again, slamming the door behind him.

He attacks your face once again, unbalancing you. You fall back on the bed and he takes his place above you. You raise your hands to pull himself to you but he grabs your wrists in one hand and pins them above. You squirm in resistance but he pinches your thigh and you let out a whimper.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me?” His voice is filled with breathy lust.

“Yes mommy, I’m gonna be your good girl.” You don’t know what takes over you in that moment, but you have to get it out.

His eyes darken significantly and he lets out a noise that sounds like a growl. He drops down and sucks deep bruises into your neck and collarbone. The sensation makes you feel dizzy with pleasure, almost bordering on painful. He takes off your top hastily and doesn’t hesitate to latch his mouth onto your pointed nipple. You let out a soft gasp as he nibbles on one and pinches the other. You can feel his hardness rutting against your thigh and you can’t help a shiver going through your body at the thought of finally having him buried inside you.

He leaves feather light kisses down your tummy and his switch up keeps giving you whiplash. One moment he’s so aggressive and intense and the next he is so soft. He pulls down your pants along with your panties and groans at the sight.

“That’s right, you’re mommy’s good girl right? Now stay still or you’re not getting my cock.”

He slides a finger through your wetness, gathering your slick and smearing it across your thighs. It seems as if his goal is to make you look like a complete slut, which he is succeeding at. He pushes in one finger experimentally, eagerly awaiting for your reaction. You do not disappoint. You let out a broken moan and arch your back, digging his finger deeper into you. He adds a second finger, and starts moving them violently. He immediately hits your sweet spot which makes you sputter out curses.

He watches your face intently, admiring the furrow in your eyebrows, your tightly shut eyes, and your parted lips. You’re trying your hardest to not squirm around but his fingers are so deep in you that nothing even works in your brain. He keeps hitting that spongy spot inside and you feel a tightening sensation in your stomach. Your hips jerk up and completely drench Seonghwa’s hand. He gasps in delight as you let out a strangle cry.

Your eyes widen in horror as you realize what you’ve done. You expect to find disgust in Seonghwa’s eyes, but instead his hunger has only seemed to intensify. He dives into your cunt without a delay, tongue eagerly lapping up everything you’ve got to offer. He finally releases your hands and they fly to his long locks of hair, bringing him as close as humanly possible.

He hums against you, the vibration making you leak even more. Feeling the coil tighten up once more you pull on his hair. “Seonghwa! I-I’m going to-” At your words he removes himself from you completely. You whine at the loss of your orgasm and buck your hips frustratedly.

He holds you down and gives you a stern look. “Baby, mommy is taking care of you, trust me.” You nod your head dejectedly and await his next move. Thinking he’s going to fill you with his cock next, he turns away from you.

“Yeosang you don’t have to keep listening through the door like a creep. Come on in and watch.”

You turn wide eyes to the door as Yeosang enters with his head hanging low. His pants are unbuttoned and his cock is standing tall, flushed red like a dark cherry. Your mouth waters at the sight and you want to have him in your mouth once more. He walks closer and while you’re distracted with the ethereal being that he is, Seonghwa slams his hips against yours.

You jolt up with a sudden shriek. He’s ramming into you with a force that steals all the oxygen in your lungs. The sound of your skin slapping fills the room and only heavy breathing is heard. While your head is thrown back with pleasure, you feel a nudge against your lips. You open your eyes and are met with Yeosang right in front of you.

He’s begging you with his eyes and you cannot refuse him. You open your mouth as wide as it can go and immediately Yeosang fills it up. He doesn’t go as deep as last time, he takes his time. You’re grateful for it because Seonghwa is taking no mercy on you. He’s hitting all the right spots and your vision fills with black spots. He leaves a few smacks on your hips, leaving a delicious sting behind.

With your mouth being occupied, only loud hums can be heard. Yeosang breathes heavily at the feel of your warm mouth around him. He thinks he wants to be in you every single day.

Seonghwa’s hips stutter and you can feel that he’s close. “Come on darling, let’s cum together.” He rumbles out in a raspy voice. To stimulate you further he brings two fingers to your sensitive bundle of nerves. You writhe in both pain and pleasure, feeling your climax approaching. He pinches your clit and that’s the tipping point for you. Your thighs tremble as you cum with Seonghwa. He lets out a beautiful whine as he empties into you. Simultaneously Yeosang cums into your mouth, and you swallow his seed gratefully.

Once Yeosang pulls out of your mouth, your body goes limp. You feel absolutely drained. Seonghwa admires the mess for a few seconds before getting up to grab wet towels just like last night. He cleans you up gently while you let out soft mewls. Once he’s done he crawls up next to you and caresses your face softly. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear and gives you a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose. You smile lazily and nuzzle into his chest. He invites Yeosang to join you and you all get comfortable.

Being sandwiched between the two beautiful men is a dream come true you realize. In the year that you’ve been working for them, you would have never thought that this would happen. Seonghwa holds you close, tucking you against his chest. You can feel Yeosang behind you, having a loose grip on your waist. He gives your neck a soft kiss and lets out a deep sigh.

“I love you sangie, I love you mommy.” You murmur gently. You can’t wait to tell them that every single day from now on.

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🦩Astro Observations for When the Bare minimum is Your Best🦩

🦩The Neptune Sextile Pluto to me is such an interesting aspect. For one, it is an anomaly for it being cross generational yet only occur during less than 25% of a generational birth timeline. The second being that it occurs during significant periods of history (i.e. The escalation of WWII in 1942). People that have had an influence on many generations are born with this aspect.

🦩The Polarity between Fire/Air dom Scorpio vs Earth/Water dom Scorpio is unbelievable.

🦩Pluto entering Aquarius (plus being in retrograde) and Uranus in Taurus has been proving to be karmic and transformative for the Pluto Scorpio generation. Many celebrities are continued to be exposed for bad behavior (sometimes it could be down right criminal). This isn't anything new, but it has been happening to people that no one suspected or the affected have kept quiet about it or were unheard until now.

🦩 Sun Inconjunct Saturn people almost always have painful stories yet they're never told. The restrictions that Saturn brings on the Sun can suggest everything from a controlling family, chronic loneliness, expected to follow a pathology, or being forced into a life that can only be referred to as inauthentic at the least. Unlike most, these people need to learn to unbecome everything that have been placed on them by others. As a result, they usually posses the biggest sense of perseverance and persistence. With time and as they accept that they have the right to hold court and presence in life, they will start to shine. Saturn is a late boomer, so they usually reap it's fruits later in life. Love that old age radiance.

🦩The asteroid Pallas Athena (2) gives an insight to the wisdom and knowledge we carried from our past lives. It recognizes patterns, habits, cycles and thoughts. It's our trigger and reason for when we experience "Deja Vu". The sign it's in, the house it resides in, the aspects it makes tell us how and through what that wisdom and knowledge is channeled and received.

🦩People with Neptune in Mutable houses (3rd, 6th, 9th, 12th) are more susceptible to indoctrination. They're usually a part of a new age cult.

🦩When the Moon is in a positive aspect to one of either Venus or Mars but a harsh aspect to the other (For example, Moon Trine Venus but Moon Opposing Mars), the person emotional needs, romantic attraction and sexual attraction would always be at odds with one another. With a highly developed person, this is usually resolved by communicating your needs and desires (possibly being part of the BDSM or kink community). In underdeveloped individuals, this would create an unsatisfied person that is hard to please or get to know, fear of intimacy, and (my fav) being an all around incel.

🦩Scorpio in the 10th/Pluto in the 10th natives might develop a reputation as the "other woman/man/one" or could be entangled in a messy relationship publicly.

🦩Although both the Square and Opposition aspects are considered "harsh" or challenging, they represent a different kind respectively. The Square aspect is generally external in its characteristics. When it's present, the native usually deals with adversarial circumstances in relation to the placements/houses. In contrast, the Opposition aspect is internal and entail a difficulty understanding, reflecting or aligning that conflict within. For example, a square aspect between Mercury and Uranus suggests a more restrictive environment where one could be punished for speaking the truth and expressing their mind. Meanwhile, an opposition aspect between Mercury and Uranus suggest difficulty connecting and communicating with the world around.

🦩Beware of people you meet during the period between your Jupiter return and Saturn return. It's very likely they would prove to be a testament to your growth and attunement. In some cases, you may find yourself on the receiving end of a situation where you have been the other person in the past. (i.e. Getting ghosted more often if you ghosted many before)

🦩I found that in one sided relationships, in synastry one person planets are usually more aspected than the other one.

🦩Signs from each element complete each other, for when they stand alone you'll find that they desire what the others posses. For example, with Earth signs you'll find that both Virgo and Capricorn desire the stability that Taurus posses. Although they both find it through work, Virgo gets it from the stability of routine, while Capricorn get it from the financial security. The same can be said for Virgo's vigor and Capricorn's efficiency.

🦩A person with an unaspected mean Lilith (h12) tend be the least petty and vengeful person. If their other placements prove otherwise, then their pettiness would be circumstantial rather than passive and constant in nature. This is because Lilith is only activated when aspected.

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cyber-night · 6 months

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Dottore's teeth while pretty get in the way sometimes.

Content warnings: Smut, Teeth, GN reader, Sub Il Dottore, degradation, that's it, I believe.

Each individual tooth in dottores' mouth is sharp, which is adorable and makes kissing him a fascinating experience, but for tasks like the current one?

Dottore was on his knees in front of you hands behind his back, his mouth opened wide to fit your cock down his throat. It was amusing, though, as he was struggling. his teeth kept grazing your cock as he bobbed his head his jaw was slack in an attempt to keep his teeth from hurting you but it didn't work very well, every so often his teeth would dig in to the underside of your dick not painfully but enough that you felt it. You watch him disappointedly as tears fall from his pretty vermilion eyes. "You can do better than that." You say with unbridled irritation.

"Why is it your clones can do it, but you can't. If I feel your teeth again, there will be consequences, Zandik." He starts to nod then remembers he can't with your dick stuffed into his mouth, not without risking punishment anyways. So instead, he hums his agreement, making you groan as the vibrations add to your pleasure. "You know what?" You smack his cheek a few times as you speak. "Open up, wide as you can. I think the only way for your mouth to be of any use is for me to just fuck your throat." He moans weakly and tries to force his jaw open wider, it hurts at this point and he's crying but the look in your eyes is worth it.

You stand and take a fist full of his hair and hold his jaw open with your other as you use his head like a fleshlight. His eyes are rolled back, and he's drooling down his chest. Gorgeous choked off noises spill from his mouth every time you shove yourself down into his throat. His hands that had been behind his back now hang limply at his sides his mind was blissfully blank. Being used so throughly was fulfilling to him. Not having to think or do anything but take it.

You give him no time to breathe. If he manages to take a breath, it's a miracle. "See? It's not that hard to be a good toy." You growl as you fuck his throat your hand on his jaw is guarantee to leave bruises. As you come down his throat, he sputters and chokes, but you keep yourself in his mouth. "Swallow it." You watch as he tries to and then pull out of his mouth and sit down. He licks his lips and rubs his jaw.

You chuckle at how hazy and lost he looks. "I think we are going to start training your jaw so you can actuallu cock warm me without your teeth in the way." You say with a dark chuckle. He groans at that suddering and then nodding. "Yeah... shit I can be a good toy promise." You pet his hair. "For now? Let's go get you cleaned up and deal with that, hmm?" You say as you press your foot to his crotch where a wet patch has formed, then he blushes and you realize he already came... Untouched... from you fucking his throat. You laugh, "what a whore. Come on, I'll clean you up then."

#dottore #dottore x reader #genshin dottore #genshin impact dottore #sub genshin #il dottore #il dottore x reader #bottom dottore #sub dottore #dottore x gender neutral reader #Cyber-Night

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femmefatalevibe · 9 months

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Femme Fatale Guide: Top Career Tips To Set Yourself Up For Success

Figure out where your skills and passions align. Then determine the lifestyle/work culture you thrive in and what sacrifices you're willing to make in your chosen career path (for some, it's always traveling/talking to people 24/7, working late hours, unpredictable/unconventional hours, potentially lower pay/less predictable income, etc.). It truly depends on your top values, your personality, and your goals/priorities in life.

First focus on getting incredibly talented at your craft. Find a mentor(s) who will push you with their feedback/suggestions. Take classes/skills courses/read books & articles to gain more applicable knowledge/hard skills. Join clubs, apply to internships, volunteer, and request informational interviews in your desired field.

Make your skills marketable. Create a professional resume and/or neat portfolio/collection of work samples. Discover and articulate your USP (that should essentially serve as the backbone of your elevator pitch). Frame your skills through a customer/business-centric lens. How does your experience/skillset solve their problems and help a company/client achieve their goals?

Build a network for yourself. Don't be shy to reach out to companies/individuals who inspire you. Speak with your secondary school teachers and professors for connections. Create peer-to-peer networks, too, so you can grow together. Be a fearless networker and connector. Help others, do favors, and make the person glad they met/hired you. Make it your objective to be memorable through your work ethic/providing high-quality work products and showing up with a motivated & overall positive attitude allows people to like and trust you with their time, clients, money, etc.

Master the art of a killer email/cold pitch. Especially in today's world, learning how to sell yourself through intriguing emails/LinkedIn messages is the key to unlocking potential success. One client or opportunity can create momentum that will be useful years down the line, too.

When in doubt, follow up – on an email, pitch, job opportunity, connection, etc.

Be ruthless and relentless with your research. For new contacts, connections, opportunities, and information to support your pitches/job interviews/networking conversations, new technologies, and trends within your field. Read everything credible you can get your hands on. Display working knowledge and practical applications of these concepts and how they can benefit the person in front of you/their business.

Create systems. For how you structure emails/pitches, conduct research, different types of workflows/ work template structures for different types of projects, time-blocking, client funnels, etc.

Get comfortable with rejection. Use it as a primer for self-reflection and refining your craft/processes or help you pivot your approach to help you achieve your goals. Never take business decisions on behalf of a company personally (and vice versa).

Give yourself breaks, but don't give up. Tapping out for good is the only surefire way to fail at an endeavor. Be flexible in your path, but zeroed in on your goal(s). Learn when to quit or pivot, and when it's time to coast or seek growth.

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youremyheaven · 10 months

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Fated Love in Astrology

So, every person has a divine partner that they are meant to be with. Your union with your other half (I hesitate to use the world “twin flame” only because of how misconstrued it is in mainstream astrology/spirituality discourse) depends entirely on both of your individual spiritual awakening and commitment to the spiritual path.

In astrology, the 7th house represents marriage, or, as I like to call it “union”. The 7th house, is the 7th house from the 1st house. It is the descendant to your ascendant. It is the shadow to your ego. Whenever we cross paths with an individual whose luminaries fall to our 7th house, it creates a very magnetic & intense attraction. It’s almost inexplicable what you feel for each other.

With that said, this sort of connection is not logical or rational. It defies all norms. The key to recognizing your divine partner is the intense attraction you feel towards them right away. There is no hesitation or second guessing, you’re simply awestruck by them. Nowadays, we all have a very tedious approach to relationships (due to our collective trauma and bad experiences), everybody walks around with a checklist to find someone who will fit their criteria but that is not how Divine Love works. You just know instantly that there is something different about this connection. That is not to say, the nature of the relationship will be easy. Fated connections are never easy and not everyone is meant to find their Divine Partner.

When such a person comes into your life, it usually triggers your ego death; they become responsible for you losing the shell of identity you held close to you. All your fears, your shame, your vulnerability comes to the forefront and you have to confront everything you’ve ever repressed. It leads to a dissolution of self.

In Sufism, there is the concept of “fanaa” which can be translated to “annihilation”. In order to merge oneself with God, it is first necessary to annihilate everything that you consider to be you. It’s important to "to die before one dies". Love & Worship are very closely intertwined. This is exactly what “twin flame” connection feels like. You rid yourself of your ego, you dissolve your sense of “self”. Sounds intense? That’s because it is. It irks me when people talk about twin flames in a casual way because a) not everyone has a twin flame b) this is not a fun experience in any way, shape or form c)This is the least casual of experiences

(I am using the word twin flame here only because it is a term that more people are familiar with, I wanted to speak of the spiritual background of that experience whilst using a term that’s already familiar)

In Jungian psychology, there is the concept of anima/animus, which refer to the unconscious masculine aspect of a woman and the unconscious feminine aspect of a man respectively. One aspect of being a “whole” human being is to integrate these unconscious parts into yourself. This is similar to what a twin experiences, your other half seems to be in the shadow, hidden from your view, crossing paths with them, brings that realization to you and now in order to unite with them, you must first dissolve yourself and merge with that unconscious image of them.

There is a reason why twins “mirror” each other; they are a reflection of you and vice versa. This is why every interaction with them strikes a nerve in you and you feel their absence like a phantom limb.

If you’re on a twin flame journey or would like to know more about it, I suggest immersing yourself in Sufi philosophy. To a lay person, the Sufi concept of Love may seem dramatic and over the top but for those in the know, it will seem deeply familiar, because ultimately your longing and yearning for your “twin” is your innate longing to seek union with God/the Divine. We were all made in pairs and to know the other is to know God and to know God is to know Love.

These connections are presented to you in order for you to ascend. Why were you chosen for ascension over millions of others? That’s the divine plan, not up to us to question. It is entirely possible to meet such a person at a time in your life when you’re completely spiritually unevolved (this is very common) and they usually trigger your dark night of the soul. This leads to positive disintegration although nothing about this experience feels positive in any way, shape or form.

Actually uniting with your twin and sharing a life with them is a long shot. Its often an unrequited love. It requires A LOT of work by both people. There is a lifetime of purging, integration and inner work before union could ever be a possibility. Most people who use the term “twin flame” are using a fancy spiritual label to describe their excessive interest in someone. You don’t have a twin flame, you’re just manic.

In Arabic literature, there are 7 stages to love, it is as follows:

1. Dilkashi or attraction

2. Uns or attachment

3. Mohabbat or love

4. Akidat or reverence

5. Ibadat or worship

6. Junoon or madness

7. Maut or death

If you believe you’re experiencing a twin flame connection, you have probably gone through these stages, maybe not in this order but you’ve probably experienced all of these.

You experience an inexplicable attraction that draws you to them, regardless of how far you stray from them, your heart clings to them & forms a deep attachment, even though you don't seem to understand it, you're consumed by love for them, without even knowing why, this love morphs itself into reverence and soon enough it's eclipsed even that & embedded itself as worship. Your feelings for them are so strong, intense and powerful even in separation, even in their absence that you feel yourself going mad. This madness is key because it brings you to the death of "self". You lose all sense of who you were before you met them. You're ripped of your ego. You die and die and die again, hoping to taste the love that will give life to you.

There are astrological indicators obviously but just because these aspects/placements are present, does not mean they are your twin flame. The biggest indicator is the deep sense of knowing you have in your soul, you don’t even have to know the word “twin flame”, you’re experiencing a magnetic, excruciating and tortuous kind of attraction.

Some indicators:

1. Venus in 12h

2. Venus in Scorpio

3. Primary Scorpio or Taurus placements (the Taurus-Scorpio axis creates the most intense chemistry between two people)

4. Moon conjunct Mars

5. Opposite signs occupying many placements (Virgo-Pisces, Cancer-Capricorn, Gemini-Sagittarius)

5. 7h synastry

6. Bharani nakshatra

Uniting with your twin can trigger your kundalini awakening. It is not for the faint of heart. Union is a very intense experience. Much has been said about twin flames and tantric sex. Imo? What we call Tantric sex is essentially the heightened feeling and intensity of sexual experience that a Tantric practice brings about. (its possible to feel this way with a non-twin if you have a disciplined Tantric practice).

Sex is the source and root of everything. It is the cause of creation and nothing less than divine. Eros is the first god that could be conceived by man, he is the creator of all beings and ruler of the universe. He is son of Chaos, the original primeval emptiness of the universe.

Longing, desire and Eros, all go hand in hand. When your soul has longed for someone for so long, the sheer passion and enormity of desire will make it a very one of a kind experience. Short answer being that sex with your twin will be out of this world and life changing.

In Sufism, there is a concept called baqaa which is subsistence through God. Someone who has experienced fanaa, or annihilation of the ego and self, finds God, unites with him and sees him in everything. This is what love of a “twin flame” nature does. It is all consuming and potent, you cannot walk away from it, even brushing with it briefly, transforms you. It purifies you and strips you of your pride, shame, fears and everything that you thought was “you” but the reward for this is understanding through first hand knowledge, a love so all encompassing, expansive, deep and profound that it forever alters the way you look at the world. You begin to love everything and everyone because you’ve tasted true love and its generosity.

Karmic Partnerships

These are extremely common and almost everyone has one. They need not strictly be romantic. Many non-romantic associations can be karmic. These people to put it very plainly, come into your life, to teach you lessons. They need not explicitly be “bad relationships” but the energy is definitely not light hearted and its absolutely not meant to last a lifetime. You are meant to learn your lessons and move on from them and break the karmic cycle. However there are people who do not do this and stay stuck in the same patterns and perpetuate the same cycles.

Some indicators of Karmic Partnerships in astrology:

1. 12h synastry

2. 8h synastry

3. Saturn aspects

4. Capricorn/Libra placements

Soulmates

These are the most wholesome, fulfilling bonds between two people. Soulmates need not always be romantic. The bond is kind of instant and inexplicable. You just get each other. It feels fulfilling, empowering and light. It fills you up. There is no angst and there’s no chaos.

Some indicators:

1. Moon signs that are compatible with each other

2. Moon aspects that are positive

3. Venus-Ascendant aspects

4. 5h synastry

5. Strong Venus or Jupiter aspects

6. Element compatibility (fire & air vs water & earth)

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I’m sorry if I sound a little too esoteric on this post 😭😭😭idk how else to talk about this stuff and I tried my best to make it sound as simple as I could 😭I hope this was interesting and if you guys have any questions feel free to ask me💛💛