#I studied for this test for three days but it was still so hard 😭

[moonlightfoxs-cantina]

Yeah, so my chemistry exam didn’t go as well as I hoped it would 🥲

[qwimblenorrisstan]

To Be Known | Azriel x Reader

Summary: You’ve always been afraid to confess to Azriel about your feelings for him, but after a hookup gone wrong, everything begins falling apart, and he’s there to pick up the pieces.

Word Count: ~ 2.4k

Warnings: Drunk ppl, drunk fem reader, allusions to smut, std mentions, bloodwork (doctors), guy being an ahole + taking advantage of drunk reader, scars, angst to comfort

A/N: this request was so good (ty to anon!!), I feel like az always pairs really good with angst to comfort, anyways hope you enjoy<3 (also sorry for lack of posts recently I just had a math+science test back to back and have spent the past few days studying😭)

Requests are open!

Unlike the rest of your friend group, you weren’t special.

You weren’t a High Lord, Spymaster, General, High Lady, Seer, or any special title. You weren’t funny like Mor, witty like Amren, or even talented in much like all of your friends were.

But then again, like your mother had said, opposites always attract.

Maybe that was why had always had a small crush on the Spymaster who was withdrawn and secretive, the opposite of your friendly personality. You could befriend just about anyone, knowing their name, age, and at least a few background details on them in a few minutes, while Azriel was the exact opposite, getting his information on people through other ways.

With his job and his centuries of experience for two different High Lords, it was a wonder he didn’t already know about your crush on him. Maybe it was because, like everyone else, he was focused on the central characters in your friend group.

The three sisters and brothers. It was hard to overlook them, with all their achievements and accomplishments, not to mention the things they’d overcome and their pasts.

Tonight you were all out at Rita’s, Cassian telling awful jokes to Nesta as she rolled her eyes, playfully swatting him on the shoulder, Rhys and Feyre having a drinking competition, Azriel brooding somewhere in the corner, alone because of Elain visiting Autumn Court with Mor for “political purposes” even though everyone knew she wanted to see Lucien.

You were taking a sip of your drink, idly standing at the bar, elbows propped on the table as your eyes raked through the crowd, searching for someone who could offer a decent hookup. Drunk Fae stumbled about, laughing loudly with genuine joy that made your lips twitch up a bit, the music playing in the background also helping your mood as a cool breeze blew through the open area.

“Looking for someone?”

You choked on your drink, alcohol coming back up to sting your throat a second time before you swallowed it all backdown, one hand over your heart as you sighed in relief, looking at Azriel who’d somehow approached without you knowing.

“Mother above, Az, you scared the shit outta me.”

You replied, taking a few more breaths to calm down, turning to face him, back now against the bar table as the shadowsinger looked down at you, hair falling into his eyes in a boyish way that made you giggle as you tried to brush some behind his hair.

“Someone needs a haircut,”

You teased, and a hint of a smile graced his lips.

“I’ll make sure not to go to Mor this time.”

He said, grimacing for a moment at the memory of the awful haircut Mor had given him, insisting he needed it, only to butcher his beautiful dark locks. You could still remember how distraught he’d been after, looking like a puppy that had just been kicked.

“I could do it, my mom used to cut hair, taught me a thing or two,”

You offered with a little shrug, taking another sip of your drink, one you’d already refilled by now. Maybe twice. You couldn’t remember, all you knew was that the hangover in the morning would be brutal.

A chuckle from Azriel made you rub your thighs together as he shook his head in fond exasperation. He swallowed, almost nervously, odd for him, before speaking.

“Maybe next time, though I wouldn’t object if you-“

He was cut short by another male strolling up to you a tad bit too confidently, one arm going to the right of you on the bar table as his eyes met yours.

An old partner. Particularly a fuck-buddy.

The best solution for tonight, really, since Cauldron knows you weren’t bold enough to push anything with Azriel. He was a friend, nothing more, or at least you tried to convince yourself. He still hadn’t gotten over Elain, or you thought he hadn’t yet, and you didn’t want to risk ruining your friendship or making things awkward between the two of you because of your desires the the crush you’d kept secret for years.

Your fuck-buddy’s eyes met yours, and you swallowed, glancing at Azriel as he watched the silent interaction the two of you had before giving a terse nod and walking away. You would’ve noticed how his eyes narrowed, or how he looked stiff if you hadn’t taken a few too many sips between talking with those at Rita’s tonight.

“Want to take this back to my place?”

The male drawled, arm sliding around your waist as he began guiding you to the exit around the side, where people could discreetly leave. Neither of you was beating around the bush, and you rarely did anyway. You both just needed a release, or at least you did.

“Mm..sure.”

You murmured, body hot now, thinking about Azriel instead of the male leading you to his old home, wishing it was Azriel’s hands on you, wishing you knew what it felt like to know him more, deeper than just the tip of the iceberg you’d touched.

~

Weeks had passed since that night, you’d woken up cold and alone in the male’s bed, gotten up, and collected your clothes before walking your ass back to the townhouse while your head had felt like someone split it open.

You had vowed not to go drinking for a while now.

And things had gotten weird between you and Azriel Joe, too. He was avoiding you, and no matter how much he tried to deny it, you could tell.

When he heard your footsteps, he left the room almost immediately, hell, even his shadows were avoiding you, not following you like loyal dogs per usual, just one or two to make sure you were safe at all times like he did for every member of the Inner Circle. His jaw was clenched every time he was in a room with you, and he wouldn’t look you in the eye, maybe couldn’t.

You barely remembered what had happened that night other than a few blurry memories of conversations and whatnot; so you didn’t know if you’d said something stupid and messed it up, or he thought you were a whore for going out with that other male and leaving him all alone.

The more you thought about it, the more you thought the latter was more likely.

It didn’t help that just a few days later, amidst all your worries, you’d decided to take a little walk through Velaris to get some outside time and a serotonin boost, only for the exact opposite to happen when you were met with your previous fuck-buddy from that night weeks ago screaming in your face, yanking you down a small alleyway to properly yell at you.

“Nasty bitch, gave me a disease! If you’re going to be a whore, at least keep your fucking viruses to yourself-!”

Horror shot through you at his words. You didn’t have any sort of STD, not that you knew of at least, and if you’d spread the theoretical disease to him…He might be an asshole, but no one deserves that.

Unsure what to do as tears welled in your eyes and fell, you began trying to ignore him as you turned and dashed out of the alleyway, the loose clothing you were wearing helping you to slightly outpace him through the streets, avoiding the children and Fae on them, not to mention the vendors and toys strewn about.

He pursued you, screaming still, and hot tears of embarrassment pouring down your cheeks as you began to sob, you didn’t even realize you’d outrun him until you were already at the steps to the House of Wind, ascending them, not even bothering to count out the 10,000 steps in your head.

Somehow, through either pure anger or sadness, you reached the top right when your knees gave out, only for Nesta to catch you right before you fell, dressed in her training leathers, weapons strapped to her. Her forehead wrinkled in confusion and already-building anger as she saw you crying your eyes out.

“What’s wrong?”

She demanded, shifting to hold you up fully, carrying you bridal style as she started walking into the House, snapping her fingers once she got inside, and the House listened to her as always, making a warm cup of tea in your favorite flavor, and a comfort meal she knew you loved as she slowly sat you down at the table. The House must’ve deemed it necessary when it added a cushion beneath your butt on the chair, considering your aching legs.

You tried to blubber out an answer amidst the tears, but couldn’t manage to, and her eyes softened as she sighed, sitting down next to you on your right, before seeing that she wasn’t making much progress, and getting back up.

“Eat, we can talk about this later, I’ll go get him.”

You were about to ask who she was going to get, even though a part of you already knew as you saw her walking off in the direction of his room. You began slowly digging into the food, finding yourself to be much hungrier than earlier anticipated. Then again, you’d skipped out on breakfast, expecting to get a big lunch while out and about in Velaris.

Azriel arrived only a moment later, shadows swirling, concern evident on his face as Nesta gave him a stern look and pointed to you before she mouthed “You’re welcome.” to you, and strolled out of the door.

“What happened?”

He asked, smooth voice soaked in worry as he quickly pulled out the same chair Nesta had just been sitting in, sitting in it as it groaned under his weight. One of his wings stretched out in your direction, just barely curling around you.

You swallowed a bite of your food, tears coming back up.

“It’s embarrassing.”

You managed to croak out, and he shook his head.

“I won’t make fun of you, I promise.”

He pledged, and you trusted that promise as you sniffled again, wiping the wetness from your eyes with one hand.

“Me and that male from Rita’s, we slept together, and he just accused me of…of giving him an STD.”

You said, before breaking into sobs again, hands going to cover your face despite the warmth that burned in your cheeks from the shame of being in this situation. His large palm gently brushed over your back as he scooted closer, raising an eyebrow at the cushion in your seat for half a second before his wing curled fully around you; and he pulled you into a surprisingly warm hug.

“I’m sorry.”

He murmured, and your sobs slowly subsided until you had no tears left to cry, but you still held onto him in the hug, hands fisting the back of his shirt, the cloth bunching up beneath your fingers.

“What if I do, though? Have a..virus?”

He gave a little hum of thought.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. For now, do you want to go get tested?”

You gave a sad little nod, a small pout on your lips that made him want to rip apart the male that made you feel this way. He gently picked you up, careful with your sore legs, figuring out what had happened rather quickly after some of his shadows informed him what they’d seen. They also quickly informed him on the full story, and what that male had done. Another job for another day, but he would make sure he paid for it.

Nearly two hours later, you’d had to pee in a cup for Madja to check, and now were getting blood taken to get that tested as well, as well as any other necessary bodily fluids. Symptoms were noted if there were any. It was uncomfortable at best, but Azriel held your hand the entire time, not even wincing when you squeezed his hand a bit too hard for all the scars covering it.

He quickly winnowed the both of you to the House of Wind afterward, having been told the results would take at least a day to get back. He winnowed the both of you straight into his room.

It was dark, curtains drawn and everything, with the barest essentials in it as well as a desk for work, a few maps hanging from the walls, and assortments of fancy knives you knew he must’ve collected over the centuries.

You turned to leave, but his hand grasping your wrist quickly made you turn, tilting your head sideways in mild confusion.

“Stay.”

He begged, looking terrified of what you might say, but also hopeful. You sniffled again, nodding and tentatively following him as he gently led you over to the bed, each move like a new dance, one that neither of you had practiced before, but were willing to try.

He slowly stripped his leathers off, letting you see his scarred body and wings for what it truly was. And for once, the sight of his bare body, while very attractive, didn’t just make you horny or craving him. It made you appreciate him, who he was at his core. The years he’d spent training and honing his body to protect his Court, the scars he’d suffered protecting his loved ones and serving them; even willing to take it to the end.

You appreciated him. Even in the bad lighting of the room, or the thick shadows swirling everywhere, you appreciated Azriel.

And so, in turn, you began slowly tugging your clothes off, leaving only your undergarments on. His eyes ran over you, respectfully as always, but taking in your vulnerability; who you were beneath the covers, before he gave a small nod.

He walked over to his dresser, pulled out one of his more casual shirts; one that was clean that he hadn’t worn in a good while, and walked over to you, standing in front of you as he helped gently tug the opening over your head, guiding your hands to the arm holes, adjusting it for you.

No words were exchanged, and none needed to be, not ad you both crawled into his bed under the blankets, and he enveloped you in an embrace; wings and arms wrapped around you with his head tucked into your neck.

And tonight, you knew for sure that you wouldn’t wake up cold and alone like that night so many weeks ago.

No, tonight, you didn’t need the warmth of passion or lust to keep you from the biting cold, now you had Azriel by your side, and that was more than enough.

[sunny6677]

Ramble about how my day went—

My day went kinda okay compared to yesterday. Sky looked pretty as per usual and it was all cloudy and cool this morning. I've been getting into taking photos of stuff a lot for some reason. And along the bus ride, I admired the scenery from outside and took some videos of it, but I won't be sharing them. The grass always looks really green and pretty tho.

Had some Gatorade for breakfast since I didn't wanna eat anything they were serving, and sat with my friends. Then I went to Psychology once breakfast was over—the lesson kinda went off track because the teacher and the students kept talking, and we were also doing an introduction thing to the next unit.

I ended up going to Spanish next, which was really fun since it was someone's birthday and the teacher themed the lesson around birthdays this time around. She kept talking about food though and that just ended up making us all hungry jdndndn

And then in Chemistry, we just cut some stuff out and glued it in our notebooks. Kinda messed up halfway through, but my friend helped me out. My other friend was also kinda having trouble the whole time.

And then in Technology, we kinda literally just got to play games all day because we're apparently gonna make some thing about how we think the animation in said game works. I ended up creating a Roblox account and played Natural Disaster Survival and Resturant Tycoon it til the period was over.

Lunch came around, and the sky was all bright and blue and the grass was really green as well. It was really warm though like usual. I only ended up eating two chip bags and a coca cola for lunch, and my other other friend stole a small gummy thing I packed cuz he wanted it (he usually always wants my food—). I just joked around with my friends the whole time and played some more Roblox on my phone.

Then English came around—we read some more of a book we're currently reading (It's called Monster and it's about this sixteen year old boy on trial for murder but I can't remember who wrote it), and once we finished with that, we did a small activity. While waiting for everyone else to finish, I also doodled Lila and Carmen on the board. Don't have any photos of it tho. We ended up having to read what we wrote for the activity aloud, and I have a very quiet voice, so I had to talk in my 'radio' voice when reading 😭

Theater came around as well—and I worked on a Tablo about the Three Little Piggys with my group since we were doing fairytale themed ones. We kinda goofed off the entire time though and couldn't stop laughing. We were put on hold because someone fainted in the hallway apparently, so we were given a few more minutes of class. Still hoping whoever it was is okay. We got time to perform our tablo at the end of class tho.

Then Geometry—my normal teacher who makes me really uncomfortable wasn't around and just the coach who actually owns the classroom, so I got to work on my geometry assignment in peace without being interrupted or asked a bunch of personal questions or being stared at. My wifi ended up going wonky about halfway though and I had to sit in boredom for the last few minutes of class til it was time to go.

As for my last period which is World History—we just did some test thing which went by surprisingly fast, but the boys were kinda talking during studying time and making it hard for some people to focus. Not sure what grade I got yet but I think I did well. I was given a different version of the text because of my autism I think. Not sure why I actually received a different version though. I went on my computer and watched spooky month for a bit til it was time to go.

And then on the bus ride back, I watched a Phisnom vod, drew the Mauve image I drew for her blog on the way, and recorded some more videos of the drive because of how pretty it looked outside.. that's pretty much it.

[ganjies]

Hi it’s me again sorry I just have another idea 😭 Can I request Sumire, Yashiro, Kou, Mitsuba, and Yokoo Doing the Pocky stick game?

(Take your time and have a nice day/night ^^)

i actually searched on how you play this game 👁️👁️

pocky stick game

; yashiro :

yashiro texted you she had a surprise and to meet her om the roof of the school

so you did

when she showed and saw you she sprinted screaming

" [name] LOOK WHAT I BOUGHT !!! "

she showed you a small box of pocky sticks

" u - uhm i was thinking that maybe , you know .. you wanted to play the pocky stick game with me ?? .. "

of course you agreed

she was blushing but also happy that you accepted

her goal was obviously to kiss but it was more difficult than it seemed

she was so nervous

she ended up getting the stick out of her mouth so many times

she was really sad because she couldn't kiss you

the pocky box finished

seeing her frustrated you grabbed her chin and began to kiss her all over the face

" if you wanted some kisses you could've just said so , nene ! "

" but it would've been more funnier with the pocky ... "

; kou :

it was you who suggested to play this game

you like to see him flustered

and he likes to kiss you

so its a win - win

he thought he was easy

it wasn't.

he was so anxious that he lost one , two , three rounds

he was about to let the stick out of his mouth again when you held his chin , ate the pocky , and kissed him

seeing his reaction was so funny you started laughing

he was like in a little coma

after that his confidence had grown up and he won more rounds / kissed you many times

; mitsuba :

it was always an idea of yours

he didn't know what this game was

at first he thought it was some kind of perverted game 😭

once you explained it he began to tease you

" oh so you just want to kiss my cute face huh ?? I mean who wouldn't "

shut him up putting a stick into his mouth please

anyways

all his teasing nature went over the window once you started playing

the air between you two was heated ( it's not true but mitsuba was literally sweating )

he wanted to win at least one time but he continued to lose

he gave up and kept giving you a pouty face

kiss him all over the face he just wanted to have some love without destroying is ego 🙏🏻

; yokoo :

he came to you with the box of pocky sticks robbed from satou

he was so excited to play with you

he was giggling the whole time

though when you started

he just kep kissing you

he didn't care abou winning or losing

bro just wanted to kiss you and having fun togheter

he continued like that until the box finished

( satou was so pissed at him smh )

; sumire :

at first she brought the pocky box just to eat them with you

then you gave her the idea to play

she was blushing at the thought but she couldn't help but to wanting to play the soon as possible

she was actually really good at it and didn't lost her concentration to the embarrassment

she won a couple of times

but you still wanted to kiss her

so , suddenly you moved your mouth ahead , ate the pocky and before she could react , you kissed her

it lasted a couple of seconds

" it's not fair [name] ! You didn't even gave me the time to react !! >:( "

obviously she secretly liked it

im really sorry if this took too long but on monday i have an important test and i need to study hard for it 🧍‍♂️

[cheemken]

The E4 friendship with Drayton gives me life fr so I'm coming in hot with Amarys and Drayton friendship!!

I will say that this is heavily influenced by my personal hc that Drayton has ADHD (for being unmotivated in classes, lethargic/sleepy a lot of times, eating something like the Academy Special and snacks for multiple texture, being keenly observant of his friends to name a few) but I like to think that Amarys would help him when he's like having a bad brain day

Amarys just makes me think that she has multiple items on hand that could make good fidget toys! Chains, little metal trinkets, just something that Drayton can fiddle with. Amarys also speaks in a clear, concise way that makes it easy for Drayton to understand / pick up the tone right away so he secretly appreciates that! I can also see her perhaps helping him in ways to make taking notes / organising school work more manageable when he's really not the sort to sit in the classroom

In return I can see Drayton being quick to defend Amarys if someone misunderstood her stoicism for being rude, standoffish, etc. IIRC he was the one in the game to say that despite acting that way, Amarys has a sensitive side. He's observant of his friends and cares for them a lot so he won't tolerate anyone being mean to them. Could also see Drayton showing Amarys his Archaludon and discuss various ways to care for Steel-types like how to polish em so that they don't rust, type of feed to give, etc

AND if we're having each of them giving him a Pokemon, I def love the idea of Amarys giving him a Piplup! Lil fella that plays around with the Cleffa and Torchic till they're tuckered out and now Drayton's trying to pick up three lil babies without waking any of them up

Me reading that

Anon that's so fucking soft😭😭

Oh I love this, this is canon to me, this is canon in my heart

But oughgh I just answered an ask too saying that Amarys would give Drayton an A. Sandshrew bcmdnd but Piplup is still a dope choice tho, imagine if it's like Dawn's Piplup in the anime hahah love that funky lil shit hahaha

Also Amarys having lil items that are like fidget toys is just so special to me, that reminds me of my friend🥹 her letting Drayton borrow them, giving him smth to do. Y'know imagine if Amarys is one of the very few (probs the only one really lmfao) peeps who'd actually lend him her notes. I picture her like,, the one to take notes but never really using them much, she's a good student, and like Crispin she memorizes a lot of things quick (plus small hc from me, that she's the kid of Lenora and Hawes, and ofc those two are really smart ofc their kid would be smart af too hahah), so she usually just gives Drayton her notes, often telling him he could keep it

Carmine wonders why Amarys would just give her notes which she really went above and beyond to be so clear w stuff to Drayton who'd just crumple it while he's studying. If he even studies. But hey, Amarys didn't mind, not like she needed the notes much, plus she knows how Drayton has a hard time w class too, sometimes the notes would be enough to let him pass their tests

Anyways your honour BB E4 friendship real, god now I wanna make more stuff abt them, their dynamics w each other, they're interesting ofc, it'd be dope if we still get more of them if we do get bw3

But yeah anon omf love this hc, it's canon to me, this has a special place in my heart, Drayton w BB E4 friendship is so so real

[betbradluver]

Unless you’ve been in Nursing school, lived with someone who has been in nursing school, or are a Nurse, you will NOT understand what we go through. I wish schools offered orientation for families/friends so that they could hear directly from the nursing staff about all that comes with this program. No one understands because they think that if you’re smart you will make it, or if you study harder you’ll make it. Or question WHY you failed a test!! It’s not that simple. In this program you can study for three weeks straight, nonstop, and still fail! Does it mean you’re dumb? No! Does it mean you didn’t work hard or study hard? No! Does it mean you aren’t built to be a Nurse? Heck no! This stuff is hard, especially when every single answer to a question is correct. Nursing is Gray, not black and white, and that’s what makes it so difficult. I’m in this program with sooooo many Intelligent people who are failing right now. It’s heartbreaking...it’s painful...it’s stressful and so very draining. We all work SO hard. No one really understands the sacrifices that we make every single day, just to not see the benefits from it. All the hours of studying and not being able to be with your kids (I miss them and they live in the house with me), the awards ceremonies we miss, family functions we have to sit out of, and so much more. Nursing school is beyond demanding! The stress we endure on the daily is overwhelming and Its important for family and friends to understand this. We need the most support right now 😭. We are fighting for our lives everyday because this is our Dream, and we want this more than anything! This is a small sacrifice for a much larger reward in the end, and all we need is support while we reach our Goal. The best thing anyone can do for a Nursing student is offer help/support. Help with ANYTHING. Wash/dry a load of clothes for us, cook dinner for our families once in a while, take the kids for a weekend (or two), don’t be so hard on us (because we are dealing with enough stress), help us clean up (because that’s the last thing on our minds), but most importantly, PRAY for us 🙏🏽..

This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my 33 years of living. Somebody hold meeee 😩😭. #RoadtoRN #May2020

ETA: This is MY personal experience in nursing school. I can NOT speak on other career paths. I am sure that other career paths are hard, but Once again, I am speaking on MY OWN EXPERIENCE. It’s not meant to be disrespectful, rude, or insensitive to any other Careers out there, so don’t take it personal. That’s all.

‼️Update one yr later‼️ 🙌🏾I made it to the end. Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name Candace Hicks, RN 👩🏽‍⚕️

[ohdudedhesflirting]

Salut, this is 🤙 anon.

Sorry for disappearing (lmao). I want to say I was trying to be a responsible adult but I was working on my fanfics (lmao), talking to my moots about Park Hanbin (and more), and spilling tea with someone for like three hours.

Though to be fair, I was trying to take a break (they just ended up longer than expect lool) from studying for a take-home assignment for a job I'm in the middle of interviewing for (note: NOTHING I STUDIED ARE IN THE QUESTIONS and it's kind of vague but I guess they do it on purpose 😭).

Anyways, how was your week, day, hour? Whatever you want to share.

Hi my dear !

Im glad to receive this message and to see you are doing okay.

Don't apologise. You didn't dissappear lmfao !

Being an adult is hard (Felt), writing fanfic is something very good to do in life so I can only support you toward that road tbh. Talking about P Hanbin is also something valid to do (he was robbed). And also spilling tea is what give people young so once again I support you on that road.

What's the job ? Are you still studying or in the scary real adult world ?

For the questions they always set you up dont worry !

My week was complicated lol. I am doing révisions for some test I have to retake next week because I failed some of my finals lol.

So mentally it's been hard bc what I have to retake are classes I'm dropping next year if I can go to my 3 year of uni.

I've just been anxious lol.

And I'm procrastinating severely but I'm really trying to get the second part of I love you so I let you go done knowing next week I probably won't write at all and probably won't post

So yeah we out here lmao

I hope you are eating well <3

[lokislastlove]

Mans Rea (Dark!Andy Barber x Reader) part 2

Summary: Your TA, Andy Barber, has you over for a private session.

Warnings: Noncon/Rape, dubcon, smut, spanking, marking, edging, a bit of humiliation and degradation.

Note: Ok this really was supposed to be a one shot but then y’all came out and read it and liked it 😭 I felt inspired to add just a bit more, so thank you for that you lovely humans, y’all are awesome! It’s probably not as good as part one, but it is what it is. 🧡 thanks for all the support, you guys are so kind.

Part 1 Here

Part 2:

Professor Ryan prattles on in his lecture, doing his best to try and make the dry lesson plan as engaging as possible, often falling short of the mark. You zone out, as you’ve found yourself doing more and more lately, the squiggly vine-like doodles spreading the length of the lined margins before the whine of the door opening draws your eye away from your notebook. You feel your chest clench, air stilling in your lungs as you watch Andy nod at the professor, holding up a stack of papers before silently taking a seat off to the side.

“Ah, excellent Andy,” your teacher pauses, cleaning his glasses with the hem of his sweater vest. “Our wonderful TA has been hard at work grading your written exams, so be sure to give him a big ‘thank you’ as you grab it on your way out the door. I think we’ll end here for the day. Have a wonderful weekend everyone.”

The classroom breaks into a cacophony of sound as people fold down the small desk tray attached to the seat and gather their stuff. The girl two girls sitting in front of you twitter together flippantly, shushing each other’s giggles as they rush to flirt with the ‘hot’ TA.

Dread has you hesitating until you realize you are one of only a handful of students left. The fear of being alone with him only marginally overpowering the concern of what he might say in front of the other students. Your mouth goes dry as you descend the last few steps from the auditorium seats and near your tormentor. Two students linger a few paces away, discussing their weekend plans, as you steal yourself and come face to face with Andy for the first time since your library indiscretion.

Your hand shakes as you reach for your paper, keeping your eyes down and lips tight. He holds the essay just out of reach until you are forced to look him in the eye. His grin widens, teeth biting his bottom lip as he takes in your naturally submissive posture. You grip the edge of the paper and try to pull but he tugs you first and you gasp as he leans in closer.

“Don’t forget to say ‘thank you’, dove,” he smirks, the paper crinkling in his tight hold.

“Thank you,” you murmur, stumbling back as he suddenly lets go.

You swallow thickly as you back away toward the door, Andy’s piercing blue gaze tracking your retreat. Your shoulder hits the doorframe painfully and you finally look away as you scurry out of the room. The large ‘A’ etched into the corner of your exam feels undeserving, the familiar red ink making your cunt clench in memory as you shove it into your bag.

That night, the terror you felt in his presence sours into a bitter resentment. Instead of celebrating a great score on a test worth half of your overall grade, you stew in silence cursing Andy for tainting your happiness. You had always prided yourself on your work ethic and dedication to your studies, but now he’s even stolen that, casting doubt on what you did to deserve that A. Did you actually do well? Or is the favorable outcome paid for by your promiscuity?

—

Hey, early bird. :)

You stare at those three words, the taste of bile on the back of your tongue. How did he get your phone number? Do you reply or just delete? Minutes tick by as you go through a pros and cons list for every option. Your finger hovers over the ‘delete’ button only to be interrupted by another incoming message.

I know you’re awake. And I can see that you’ve read my message.

You cover your mouth instinctually, looking around as though expecting him to pop out of your dorm room closet. You pull up the keypad and reply with a curt ‘what’.

Straight to business, I like it. ;) I got a new assignment here I’m gonna need your help with. I’ve got plans this afternoon but you can swing by my fraternity this evening.

You scoff and send back, “no.”

Well, I don’t mind the library but you haven’t been by for a week. I suppose I could make a stop by the Callahan building. You still on the third floor?

Your blood runs cold, stunned by the veiled threat in his words. Suddenly the ordinary sound of footsteps passing by your door have you holding your breath in trepidation. As your paranoia reaches its peak you shakily reply, “which fraternity?”

—

Your knock on the door yields no results so you take a deep breath and timidly ring the doorbell. Boisterous voices sound just on the other side of the door. The sun barely set and already the majority of Greek row are drowning themselves in booze. You bounce on your toes, looking over your shoulder as a group of girls shivering in their tiny dresses and heels rush up behind you.

“Ugh they never answer the fucking door! Hold on,” a tall blond whines as she removes her phone from her cleavage and her nails clack against the screen.

Not thirty seconds later a large man whips open the door. “Ladies!” He bellows, throwing his arms up in welcome.

You try to stand off to the side as the girls push through into the warmth of the house and you catch the door and let yourself inside.

You stand there awkwardly for a moment, feeling wholly out of place as the blaring music vibrates below your feet. The group of girls disappear quickly down towards the flashing lights coming from the basement. You really don’t want to go down there. The tip of your boots straddle the edge of the top stair, as you gaze down at the sea of people grinding against each other.

Your heart rate quickens as you watch them and wish more than ever to be anywhere else, preferably alone in the quiet sanctuary of the library. But then you remember the Library is no longer safe for you, and the reason for that is exactly why you are here.

“Hey! I know you,” a drunken voice shouts up the stairwell.

You watch the tall silhouette climb the steps and you move back, panic fluttering in your stomach. The foyer light hits his face and you remember why his voice sounds familiar.

“Hard to forget an ass like that,” he snickers, licking his lips like he did that day across the library table.

“I’m looking for Andy. Can you tell him I’m here?” You insist, ignoring his lecherous grin.

“Back for more, huh? I’m sure I could help you with that,” he winks.

You scoff and cross your arms, “just tell me where he is. Please.”

He huffs and shrugs off your rejection, “upstairs, third floor.”

He turns and descends back down the steps while screaming incorrect lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody then disappears into the crowd. You shake off the awkward interaction and feel suddenly motivated to climb the stairs, at least you’ll put some distance between yourself and the party below. If only you knew the real trouble would be waiting as you reach the third floor.

You pass by several open doors on the second story, people sitting around playing drinking games or sneaking off for some privacy. A pair of girls pass by on your way to the next floor complaining loudly about how no one takes the theme for these parties seriously.

“Why do I bother making these outfits if half the people don’t even dress up?” She whines.

Her friend laughs and tosses her curly hair over her shoulder, “we look hot, who cares.”

They giggle and ignore you as you arrive on the third floor landing. They open a closed door just to the left and disappear into a room blasting EDM. Feeling hopelessly lost, and hesitant to just start testing doors, you take out your phone and text Andy, “I’m here.”

You wait near the stairs, pacing back and forth so you can peek down both long hallways. A door suddenly slams open right in front of you and the large man from the front door is standing there stark naked with a desperate look on his face. You stand there like a deer in headlights as he comes bounding toward you, huge and hard, before veering off to pound on random doors.

“CONDOM! Condom! I need a condom!” He bellows, unashamed of his nudity as people start popping their heads out to look.

There are several wolf whistles and a few jokes shouted from his fellow fraternity brothers before a deep voice cuts through the jeers.

“Nicky, here!” A whole sleeve is hurled down the hall and to your dismay he then bends down to pick it up.

Your hand slaps across your eyes too late to prevent the image of his hairy ass and balls from burning into your cornea. You press yourself to the wall as he runs back toward you and quickly shuts himself in his room.

Admittedly, you had never understood the whole trauma behind being flashed until this moment. It really isn’t a pleasant sensation to be that exposed to a stranger, especially when you aren’t expecting it. Something about the moment rattles you, vulnerability and disgust make you sway as you finally recognize the compromising position you put yourself in by coming here.

“There she is,” Andy’s voice draws you from your spiraling thoughts and you watch him walk down the hall to meet you.

The all black outfit is tight, hugging his muscles enticingly, a shift from the usual pressed button ups and slacks you normally see him in. But it’s the grey handcuffs dangling from his belt loop on his hip that really grab your attention.

He notices your concern and laughs, “don’t worry, these ones are fake. I keep the good ones in my room.”

He loops his arm around your shoulders and escorts you to the end of the hall to the large corner room. You appreciate the quiet, and the lack of musty odor as you enter the tidy space. He closes the door softly behind you and you feel his fingers trail across your shoulders, tugging at the hood of your bulky sweatshirt.

“This just won’t do,” he tuts.

You feel that familiar heat rush to your face at his disapproval, “I just came to pick up the papers Andy. I’m not looking to impress anyone.”

He hums and circles you, grabbing your chin as he stops in front of you, “you came here because I told you to.”

You scowl back at him, your jaw aching as he tightens his grip. He releases you and walks back to the door with a huff.

“Kyle!” He pauses until he hears a response, “bring me the box of leftovers!”

You stand there confused as he leaves the door open and circles you, sizing you up. He tilts his head as he considers you and reaches for the hem of your sweatshirt. He tugs it up and it catches on your arm as you try to pull it back down and smack his hand away harshly. A deep inhale through his nose is the only warning you get before he is suddenly in your face, his chest pressed to yours.

“Hit me again, and see what happens,” he growls threateningly.

You stare at him, blinking dumbly and at a complete loss for words when someone busts into the room carrying a beaten up cardboard box. Andy steps past you and retrieves the box before closing you in once again.

He tosses the box on the desk and begins silently undressing you. You flinch at his rough treatment but otherwise put up little fight. He rifles through the mystery box and pulls out something sparkly. Your brow furrows when he tosses a small bundle of fabric at you and barks a simple, “put it on.”

You obediently tug the tight dress over your head and adjust the thin straps as best you can, trying to hide your bulky bra.

“Take off the bra,” he orders.

You reluctantly slip off the straps and pull it out from under the dress, feeling completely ridiculous. You suppress the desire to ask where the clothes came from, but based on the name of the box you could probably make a guess. The sequined top hugs your chest tightly and the skirt flairs out, the short hem tickling the tops of your thighs. How do people wear this as a dress, you feel like your ass is completely on display, but, come to think of it, that’s probably the point.

“This is supposed to get people to take me seriously?” You mutter as you look down at yourself.

“No. This is just for me,” he smirks as he nears you.

You back up and hit the door, “wait, wait, please. I’ll do the grading, ok? But please don’t… just don’t,” you whimper, quivering under his hungry gaze.

“I can get anyone to do that,” he returns flippantly.

“Then why? Why are you doing this?” You plead.

“Don’t act like you didn’t like it. I was there remember? It was my cock you used to get yourself off in the middle of the library, while my buddies watched,” he drags his fingertips up your arms, pleased with the goosebumps left behind. “I felt that tight pussy come all over my lap like a good little slut. I know exactly what you need, but I’m starting to think you still don’t.”

You gasp at his vulgarity, hot tears pricking your eyes as it sends an unwanted spark between your legs. You close your eyes as he tickles along the low neckline before squeezing your chest firmly. He hums at the shaky breath you let out. His touch, a tantalizing mixture of gentle but firm. His confidence, that dominant aura that makes you weak and you can’t help the muffled moan that escapes as he tweaks your nipples through the rough fabric.

“That’s right,” he whispers. “I’m exactly what you need. In fact you should be thanking me.”

He pulls back and his hand grips the back of your neck, urging you to your knees. You let out a sob and try to push him away, but he grabs your wrists and pins them to the door above your head. He places a foot on either side of your knees, keeping you completely immobile while he unzips his pants with one hand.

You close your eyes, tears cooling your cheeks as you listen to the fabric rustle. Something soft and warm pokes at your quivering lips and you yield to his unspoken demand. He groans as he ventures deep into your hot mouth, your cheeks aching due to his above average girth. He feels even bigger than you remember as he starts gliding his shaft over your tongue.

“Ah, fuck,” he sighs, tapping the back of your throat and listening to you choke. “I could listen to that all day.”

You struggle to breath as he becomes more eager, interrupting your gasps with his quick thrusts. You feel him grow harder and harder as he fucks your face without relent, head thumping loudly against the door at your back.

You pull against his hold on your arms as you feel your sight start to blur, your chest tight with lack of oxygen. Just as you feel as you are about to collapse an insistent knock has Andy cursing and pulling back enough for you to take a big gulp of air.

“What?” Andy barks, slapping his hand over your mouth.

“Hey, sorry man, but Laurie is here and she’s looking for you,” a hurried voice mutters against the door.

“Fuck,” he growls, running his hand through his hair. “Ok, wait right there,” he orders to his friend.

He tucks himself back into his pants, pinning his erection as best he can into the elastic of his briefs. He grabs you by the hair and pulls you to your feet. He wipes your face, clearing away the tears and fixing your dress before yanking the door open and shoving you out of the room. Tripping over your own feet you stumble into the awaiting arms of the other goon from the library.

“Ethan is going to take you to the party, don’t try anything stupid and I might reward you later,” Andy warns, dragging his thumb over your swollen bottom lip.

Ethan’s hold tightens on your upper arm as Andy turns to him, “put her in the cage if she steps out of line. I won’t be long.”

“Cage?” You fret and Ethan shushes you, pulling you along.

As you reach the end of the hall you hear a feminine voice calling up the stairs, “Andy?”

“I’m here, hun! Come on up,” Andy returns and you look over your shoulder to see him raise a finger to his lips in warning, his eyes full of dark promises should you disobey.

A petite girl with alabaster skin and dark brown hair smiles politely as she passes you at the top of the stairs. The urge to say something is there but so is the fear of Andy’s wrath. Ethan pulls you along and you stay quiet until you reach the main floor.

“He has a girlfriend?” you ask quietly.

“Why? Jealous?” He snorts, pushing you toward the basement stairs. “Come on, let’s go dance. You can bounce that ass on me just like you did with him in the library.”

Your heart races as you eye the front door and try to push past him. He catches you and pulls you back against his chest, “cage it is then.”

The strobe and laser light machine make you squint as the bass vibrates your entire body, hammering your ears painfully. If anyone could hear your protests you doubt they were sober enough to do anything. Half naked girls grind against sweaty young men, some forsaking all sense of modesty as they fondle each other against the walls. A raised DJ booth sits on one end of the room while the other is lined with shoddily-built “jail”s.

Large rough structures clearly made by a few members of the house who fancy themselves a future handy man. A few individual ‘cell’s house girls dancing provocatively while greedy hands reach for them through the bars. With a slam and a click you find yourself alone in the tight space, watching the girl next to you gyrate her hips to the music, holding the bars so she could flip her hair around.

“Come on! Get it girl!” She yells at you, shaking her ass at you in some bizarre form of motivation.

You glance back at Ethan, standing with his arms crossed, taking his assignment a bit too seriously. He nods expectantly and you shut your eyes bouncing awkwardly off beat. Ethan leans in, and yells loud enough for you to hear, “gotta do better than that or I’ll tell Andy you tried to run.”

You gulp and try to loosen up, shutting out everything except the music. You face the wall, not wanting to see if anyone is watching and reach out to hold the bars as you dip low and rotate your hips. After a few songs it gets easier, visualizing you are alone in your room. Eventually the girl next to you leaves, yet you still refuse to look behind you.

Something brushes against your thigh and you freeze, shimmying away as your hem gets caught in someone’s fist. They tug hard, pulling you closer and you resist, trying to catch the fabric along your chest before it slips down too far.

You bat away the hand as you squint through the darkness and see a flash of a familiar bearded jawline. Andy flicks open the latch and stands there stoically, waiting for you to step down. Your knees wobble, partially from all the dancing but mostly due to the stern expression that greets you. He looks pissed and you wonder why. He gestures back toward the stairs and you solemnly march back up to his room, a growing dread filling you as you finally step foot inside and the door clicks shut.

Biting your tongue, you suppress the questions and the outrage you feel, too far gone to fight back now. It seems as though he really can get away with anything. His power is what scares you, but it’s also what has you submitting so easily.

“Now where were we?” He coos, his warm hands sliding up your arms to grip your shoulders.

You shiver as he pulls down the straps and slowly glides his hands down to fondle your breasts. He squeezes firmly, holding them and jiggling them in his palm. He plays with you and you feel him grow hard against your back. The mixture of his soft lips and scratchy beard along your neck as he kisses you gently has you sagging against him, not necessarily relaxed, but relief that he doesn’t seem angry.

Just like the cage, you find yourself getting lost in the sensation, separating yourself from reality as you unconsciously wiggle your hips. The feel of your ass against his length has him growling and nipping at your collarbone. His hand flies up to hold your neck as he walks you forward and bends you over his desk.

“Stay,” he orders as he leans up, dragging his nails down your back.

He flips up the hem of your dress and hooks his fingers under your panties. His fingers dig into your skin once again as he slowly rakes them over your ass and down the back of your legs until your underwear hangs from your ankles. You can feel the scratch marks along your skin as he then smooths his palms back up over your heated skin. Every touch is deliberate, a yin and yang of pain and pleasure.

“Look at you, I’ve only just got your panties off and you are already dripping,” he says as he drags a finger through your folds.

The sound of him sucking on his finger followed by the lewd pop of its release has you clenching as he hums in delight. You struggle to stay still, hips twisting wantonly in search of friction.

“Such a shame I can’t reward you like I wanted to. You had been doing so well, but you just had to try and run.”

You gasp at his words, chest tightening in fear, “Andy, I-“ but your defense is cut short by a sharp slap. Your ass stings as tears blur your eyes, your hands clinging to the rounded edge of the desk.

“Do you know how hard it was to sit there and listen to her prattle on about the damn charity benefit she wants me to go to this weekend? All I could think about was how cute you look with my cock stuffed down your throat.”

You whimper as he scratches over the swell of your ass, the rough treatment making it extra sensitive, which somehow adds to the dampness between your thighs. Trembling in anticipation you wait as his fingers trail between your cheeks and poke at your hot, wet entrance. He presses in, barely getting half a finger inside before pulling back out, making you groan in disappointment. What is wrong with you? Why do you feel like you want this?

“I had been looking forward to feeling your cunt on my tongue, watching you unravel, crying out desperately, screaming my name.”

He spreads your ass, the delicate skin stretching to the point of discomfort and with a grunt he buries himself inside you. You welcome him easier than last time, your body practically buzzing with arousal as he fills you completely. Your brain is fuzzy, no thoughts other than the pleasure that lights your skin, a burning need for more.

“Oh god,” you cry, circling your hips to find that perfect spot.

Another harsh slap to the back of your thigh has you biting the edge of the desk, grounding you as you fight the overwhelming urge to move.

“That’s your second warning. I was lenient in the library, but now you have to mind the rules,” he lectures calmly, your walls clenching at his serious tone. “We’ll start easy… First you say ‘thank you’ when I use you. And second, you don’t cum unless I tell you to. Understand?”

You cry but nod slowly.

“Good girl,” he praises and draws his hips back, cock dragging against your walls agonizingly slow.

He sets a steady pace, slow but forceful as his breaths get heavier, punctuated with pleasured moans. His grip settles on your hips and his thrusts get harder. Your climax builds, though you focus on keeping still and holding off, but the harder you try to resist the faster it seems to grow.

“Please, I can’t…” you beg, reminiscent of the last time he had you like this.

“Are you close?” He asks huskily.

You nod your head rapidly, your whole abdomen clenching as you try to stop from falling over that enticing ledge. In that moment he speeds up, frantically rutting into your core as you cling to the desk, body sliding back and forth as he chases his own release.

A moment of clarity through the euphoric haze has you wondering why you are holding it in to please this man who is clearly taking advantage of you. You decide to let go, your orgasm growing until you are about to explode. You’ll deal with the repercussions later, for now you need that liberation.

“Fuck,” Andy bellows suddenly, pulling out of you and coming with labored groans, his hot seed spilling up your back.

A pathetic whine escapes as you morn the loss of your quickly dissipating orgasm. You sob into the desk, the aching need in your core souring as you realize he did it on purpose, his cruel laughter echoing through the room.

“Shouldn’t have tried to run, dove,” he pants, wiping his sticky hands on your ass. “You’re in for a long night.”

Tags: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor @caffiend-queen @queenoftheworldisdead @buttercupfangirl @needleandhammer

[veshiro]

eeeekk i saw your request is open.. so may i request yuta comforting the reader since they're stressed bcs of school? IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN BUT YEA I JST HAD MY MENTAL BREAKDOWN I NEED SOME COMFORT😭😭😭

notes: ahh i felt this so much 😩 i’m so sorry i hope this will help <33 i kinda projected in this oops but like,,,studying w/ yuuta hcs in the future??😏

School stress

the moment you got home yuuta knew something was up. you'd normally toss your bag into a random corner, grab a snack from the kitchen, and join him on the couch to watch movies. yet today, you went straight to your room without giving him a single glance. a test you studied really hard for didn't go well, which brought your already low grade even lower. yuuta had helped you study and said he knew you were going to do well, so why didn't you?

three knocks could be heard on your bedroom door, your boyfriend didn't wait for your reply to open it. when he saw your distressed expression he rushed over and took you in his arms, immediately kissing your forehead and rubbing the back of your head.

"what's wrong, baby?"

"remember that physics test?" you say, voice muffled against his chest.

"mhm,"

"i got a 50,"

he sighs and pulls away to look at you, hands coming up to your face to gently wipe away your tears, "that's still amazing!"

"no it's not, it's an f, yuuta,"

he frowns, "you should give yourself more credit, love. not only did you put a lot of effort into studying, but you tried your best and got half of it correct,"

"well clearly my best sucks,"

"hey hey, stop that,"

his hand is firm on your shoulder while he leans his forehead against yours, breath warm against your face.

"you did amazing. please don't base yourself off these stupid letter grades, you'll finish school soon enough and won't have to worry about it anymore. how about we get boba and chill the rest of the day and tomorrow i'll help you study for other tests?"

i accidently deleted this whole paragraph im gonna cry

"you'd do that?" you smile warmly at him.

"darling, i'd do anything if it made you happy,"

[kimnjss]

Can I request Cyberslut! Yoongi and YN? He’s been falling behind on a class and for punishment for not studying YN withholds sec until he brings his grade up and he’s just the whiniest baby ever 😭😭😭

“yn. look at my dick,” despite his fair warning, your eyes are still growing at the sight in front of you. it’s a normal tuesday afternoon and you’re drawing up flash cards because smarty decided it would be a good idea to fail his last two exams. so naturally, you took sex off the table. and he’s been whining about it since you dodged his kisses when he first arrived.

but since you were so keen on ignoring his million and one reasons why you should just ditch the protest and let him fuck you, he decided to just show you all you’ve been missing. and it’s a lot. had come over with the sole purpose of fucking you, woke up hard and not in your bed it’s been a long morning. and he doesn’t care about the markups or whatever, all he wants to see is you bouncing on his lap.

his cock looks painfully hard, resting just below his belly button. thick droplets of precum collect at the tip, and you can’t help but wonder what’s got him so riled up. hands holding the waistband of his shorts out of the way, his offer is very tempting. but there were more pressing matters at hand. “we need to study, yoongi.” you try to sound stern, but his smirk let’s you know you’ve failed.

“you just fucking moaned! come on, yn. don’t you want to give him a little kiss? he misses you.” it has been a while since you’ve touched him. since his test results were coming back and you caught a peek at what he had been trying to hide. that was a whole three days ago! and you couldn’t act like you weren’t starting to feel deprived.

pretty fingers wrapped around an even prettier dick, his thumb lifts to rub over the angry red tip. and he’s letting out a whine each time his fingers hit a sensitive spot. “alright, once. and then we’re going straight to studying.” he’s nearly jumping up to do a happy dance, a large grin taking over his features as his head bobs in a nod.

“alright, alright. i promise, come put your mouth on it,” he’s lifting his free hand to beckon you over, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of your neck once you’re close enough. and just one swipe of your tongue is enough to have his eyes fluttering, body sinking into the mattress. and the deeper you suck him into your mouth, the less inclined he is to keep his promise. though, he knows you won’t complain.

[jayflrt]

akka LMFAO 🤣 a lot has happened when i slept, you posted three chapters of reparations and i dead ass was shocked thinking i was in the wrong account 😭 please jungwon: a kpop smut fanfic writer?? but those timestamps looked like pyscho.

jungwon literally said "i'm an anti-romantic" 😭😭😭 1) the 12:00 pm timstamp — "when you play the wrong chord, he places his hands over yours and breaks your fingers." 😭😭😭🤧🥲

2) the 4:00 pm timestamp — "he asks you if you can put the star up at the top. when you tell him you're not able to reach it, taehyun grabs another ornament and rocks your shit." naur 🤧🤧🤧

this is just pure ✨shit✨

and jay turning into a fucking human at last, made me feel grateful that he doesn't have to chase over those squirrels(is this spelling right, because i can't spell 🐿️'s right just like you — you 🤝🏻 me)

LMFAO i still can't believe the fact that sunoo committed a robbery along with riki 😭😭😭 akka, you made my day 🤧🤧 sunoo said "i'm riki's partner in crime!" and riki literally said "if i do it, you have to do it too </3"

my english exam went well but i am dissapointed because i wish i could've studied more :( but next time i'm not gonna do like that for my 12th boards 😼😾 and yes i hope to score at least 90% and i'll be grateful with that but my mom expects high and i can't do anything 😔

yes, i took photos with my friends but those friends were not rlly close and they were just you know like with me at the end of the semester 🤧 so i think i have no friends to be honest but i really enjoyed my farewell. coming to the band, they were like those anime boy bands, dreamy and pretty. they sand a rock song actually… btw what are your fav music genres akka??

lmfao, you mentioned a lot of times that you stopped playing piano because your fingers were short 🤣 i think even i'd prefer the acoustic guitar becuase it suits well with the summer and it's pretty calm but the strings might be pretty hard. am i right akka??

idk whether i'll have a break after 11th but most of the colleges start right after the exams are done, so it's basically in mid-june ig?? akka, phy and chem are dead easy when you understand the concept 😼

yes yes we should get our lives together this month and it must be very hard for you to multitask, but i hope you take good rest akka 🥰🥰 also svt is having their comeback and how do you feel??

i hope you get good internship offers, and praying to god for you to get a good salary too 😭🥰 i see psychology is really broad, i thought it only meant for yk human personalities and therapist side, LMFAO i didn't knew it could be this big 😲

i have limited my friendship with the prople and i'm hoping it will change my mindset because i felt like i lost myself making friends online and irl and it's basically sad and happy making these desicions :)

i never had my covid test and i was pretty scared to get my first vaccine and it hurt the whole time 😓

the title track came and it's the fucking "good boys gone bad" that title looks so good and each one them took part in the album and i hope they will find huge success on their way 🤧🤧🤧

also you answering my ask right after your midterm, i'm honoured 🤧 and thank you for saving the tiktok akka </3 yes math will be hard but it's easy since i'm solving more questions and i believe i can do it and you can be more proud of me 😭 literally thank you akka <3

i think that was for the best, moving on from him and i think i feel happy than the rest of the days when i always thought of him and i feel like not suffering anymore and i don't feel lovesick and i'm proud of myself for getting over 😾

someone chasing after me 🔪 we'll see akka, who's gonna enter my little world and i'm definitely gonna tell you about them 😊😳

thank youf or your good works akka, i hope even you get the good things in your life you wish for and i hope i can get into writing once i'm done and get my grammar and vocab done too…😔

i love how you take all your time to answer our asks and i appreciate you so much for doing the work you have done for us and for other people in your life 🥰 you have done great work 😽

— 🦔 (now i'm all good, hehe and one more thing, i find you cute akka 🥺)

HAHAH omg a lot did happen yesterday !! 🤧 i was determined to just finish it all so i posted the last three chapters sorta spaced out ?? :’)) BUT NOOO HE WASNT A SMUT WRITER IT WAS JUST SUNGHOON CLOWNING BC OF THE USERNAME see i had to clarify in the next chapter in the tags 😵‍💫

LMFAOO the second one (4 pm) was actually one i wrote for renjun before 😭 too good i had to allude to it here HAHAH

tbh at one point i forgot ab turning jay back into a human and i forgot jay was even supposed to turn back into one BUT it’s okay bc he’s back now 🫶 LOL u mean sqwirls 😁 (jkjk u got it right 😎) HAHAH POOR SUNOO DIDNT THINK HE’D GET INTO THIS MUCH TROUBLE BECAUSE OF IT THO imagine stealing one (1) book and you end up being cursed to live out your days as a chicken 🤧 tbh maybe this is a Good Message for the fellow kleptos

i’m sure your mom’s proud of you !!! 💖 but good luck and i’m proud whatever the result is :’)) and i’m sure you did great on english! 🥰 and for math as well i’m sure you’ll do great !

oooo i see so they’re more so like acquaintances or just classmates :o i’m glad you enjoyed your farewell tho and that’s so cool that you got to see a band perform 💕 i rlly like chill music like lofi and r&b and pop !! tbh there’s a lot of songs i like so it’s hard to choose but hbu?? 💗💗

HAHAH that’s my go-to sob story with the piano 🤧 also yesyes i found that the strings were harder for the acoustic than the electric !! however i played the violin for four years before that so i was already used to the calloused hands 🤩

omg you start mid june ?? :o that’s when i end school HAHAH but i look forward to hearing about how your new school is !! 🫶 and omfg i always slacked at chem and physics and hardly understood much 😭😭 the easiest for me in chem was balancing equations <//3

and yesyes!!! we WILL get our shit together 🥰 AHHHH IM SO EXCITED FOR SVT i saw jeonghans teaser today and words cannot describe how hyped i am ☹️💖

thank you!!! im praying i get a position somewhere 😭 and omg yeah a lot of ppl have the misconception that psychology is strictly therapy/counseling work but it’s very broad :’))

honestly i think sometimes it takes people different amounts of time to find their real friends so you’ll stumble upon them unexpectedly !! i happened to meet my life long irl and online friends around the same time and i wasn’t expecting either, and it’s great because we all are still close after all these years 🤧

omg you got the vaccine!!! HAHAH tbh i’m pretty good with needles but the vaccine did make my arm pretty sore the second time around i believe :’) did you get a fever or anything? :o

also right !!! i’m so excited for it 🤧💗 i just listened to tamed-dashed japanese ver and it was so good 🥰🫶 i bought the albums too HAHAH when i saw the photocards i knew i had to </3 plus the pobs were too good omg

i’m glad you’re over him if you believe that was the best for you!! it’s nice that you feel happier and lighter now so i’m glad you’re moving on 🥰🥰 and yesyes i’m excited to hear if you find anyone in the future HAHAH

THANK YOU 🥺💗 i hope i get the few things i ask for too HAHAH (just one internship this summer pls god) and omg i hope you can write after your exams are over 🤧💖 do you have any plots in mind?

AND OH MY GOSHH THANK YOU SO MUCH THATS SO SWEET 😭😭💖 I APPRECIATE YALL AND LOVE SEEING WHAT YALL HAVE TO SAY SO ITS RLLY AN HONOR TO RECEIVE THESE ASKS SO THANK YOUU and omg thank you for finding me cute 🥰🥰💕 hope ur day/night is going well love !!