#Khay update on life

[lendmeyourpower]

-((Yes I am doing one of these update posts again. I haven't forgotten any of you I promise. I have just been busy and still dealing with my shoulder.

-I also pneumonia last month and ended up in the hospital for a few days thanks to it. Sadly it did not get much better, the day after I came home from the hospital one of my dogs died. So I have been dealing with that along with my pt.

-I miss you all and am seriously wanting my shoulder to hurry up and heal so it is easier to use it.))

[eywamygoddesswrites]

HI this is low key embarrassing to ask but I like your writing so ill get over it. But could you write something involving ao'nung x human reader where ao'nung is very suspicious of them and overall doesn't trust them until he sees the reader interacting with some kind of sea life and begins liking the reader, but even with his love for the reader all he can think about is that they could never mate before ewya

— 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 — (ao'nung x gn!reader)

requested: yes

synopsis: ao'nung didn't like y/n since they were a human but as his eye stared at them, he sees that maybe y/n is not as bad as he thinks they are. but with feelings comes restriction.

pairing: ao'nung x gn!human!reader

tags: fluff, feelings getting known, fear because of realization, physical touch (sfw)

warnings: lowercase intended, slight angst but immediately becomes fluff

a/n: characters are aged up! thank you so much for liking my writing! it really warms my heart to see that people like these and just motivates me to make more. hope you enjoy! ^^

word count: 1.6k

+ gif not mine. ctto.

when y/n heard the sully’s were going to leave the omatikaya clan, they became restless and felt like their only family (besides norm and max. love the two) was going to leave them. what sucks was they were human and can’t stay outside without their oxygen mask. even if they wanted to go with the sully’s, how can they survive? how would the other na’vi clans react if they see a sky person in the flesh? the very creature that disturbed pandora’s peace.

the amount of begging y/n had to do to norm and max, along with the heads of the sully family, just for them to come with wherever they go. the kids would love to bring y/n with them because they were their best friend, their sibling of some sort, but with was up to jake and neytiri if they can come with.

after a very long talk and repercussions, the scientists and na’vi heads allowed y/n to come with. they have to make sure to always norm and max to update them on their oxygen levels, stay with at least one of the sully’s at all times in order to not get harmed and get lost, and lastly, get help from jake on how they can eat because how can they with the oxygen mask? just 10 seconds without the mask is just death but with jake’s help, they can eat without any problems.

when they set off with their ikrans, y/n road with neteyam and they catch up with so many things they both missed since neteyam was busy with his trainings and y/n busy helping around the lab.

when the sully’s arrived on the reef, gasps left the metkayina’s mouths as they take in y/n’s figure. why did these outsiders bring this curse upon their home??

ronal was going to pull y/n away from neteyam but wasn’t able when the sully’s protected their little human friend with their bodies.

jake had asked for safety, saying they didn’t want to do anything with war and just wanted their family safe.

while everything was happening, ao’nung and tsireya looked at the sully kids. although, ao’nung’s eyes drifted to the sky person’s figure. he was anything but happy. why the hell would these forest na’vi’s bring the very thing that was destroying pandora?

“tsireya and ao’nung would help you become one with the people.” he heard his dad say, pulling him out of his thoughts. he was disgusted that he had to help them learn their ways but what sucks, even more, is that he has to help the human even if they were deemed useless because of their height and features.

rotxo nudges ao’nung and snorts at what the olo’eyktan had just said. “who would’ve thought your’re going to teach a demon out of everything?” ao’nung scoffs and rolled his eyes. “as if i will actually teach that tiny thing.”

after the sully’s had settled and a new day passed, it was time for tsireya and ao’nung to teach them how to breathe longer and hunt in the ocean.

ao’nung had stayed a good distance away from y/n, who would swim with the sully’s despite not needing to practice since they have their oxygen mask. they were told by neteyam to stay close because the waves might take them away.

“yeeaah yeaah why don’t you practice your breathing over there.” y/n would counter back at the oldest sully kid before swimming around to play with the fishes.

it was so beautiful. the fauna and flora that was so different yet they brought a sense of comfort to y/n. yeah, it was different from the forest and what they had learned about earth and its inhibitors, but it’s just… feels familiar.

ao’nung was growing impatient with the sully’s. yeah, they were getting the basics well, but he just want to go away from them. while letting neteyam learn what he was taught, his eyes caught y/n’s figure.

he was surprised, to say the least. y/n was genuinely in awe of what they saw. how a school of fish would surround the human and their shoulder would move insinuating that they might’ve laughed or were talking to the sea life.

this continued on for weeks. the sully’s got better at free-diving and were currently learning how to bond with an ilu. since y/n couldn’t bond with anything, they stayed away from the group but were still swimming around. ao’nung would unknowingly keep his eyes on them, watching what they would do next.

at first, he thought that y/n would harm anyone or anything when they arrived, but as time passed, he saw that they were just genuinely curious and were respectful to everything and everyone they passed by.

even from afar, his heart beat faster than normal. he would feel his hands sweat up a storm when y/n was close. eywa, he just wanted to protect y/n at all costs. with how tiny they were compared to him, he just wanted to keep y/n in his arms forever.

but he can’t. despite the feelings that grew, he knew there were limitations. for one, they won’t be able to have kids whether they want one or not. another is they won’t be able to kiss properly. it might as well just be the kiss of death for y/n. lastly, they won’t be able to mate before eywa. he won’t be able to feel what they feel or know what their thoughts are.

their souls wouldn’t bond into one because how can it? y/n wasn’t na’vi. they were still a sky person whether he likes it or not.

while he was sharpening his weapon, he hears someone shuffle beside him. “you know, i see how you look at y/n.” tsireya’s says softly just for them to hear. ao’nung stops his actions and sets his weapon down.

“it’s complicated, tsmuke. a sky person and a na’vi? that’s absurd! and besides, it won’t last even if they do return my feelings.” he says while picking on the wood of the weapon.

tsireya gives him a side hug and pats his arm. “you know, tsumukan, eywa is very giving. who knows, maybe they do like you too, and who knows? you and y/n will grow old beside each other.” she looks up at him, who was already looking at her.

“but, before you do tell them your feelings, make things right with the sully siblings. they have known each other for a long time and y/n says that they see the sully kids as their siblings.” tsireya pinches his arm before letting him go.

ao’nung hisses at the slight pain before rubbing the part that tsireya pinched. “also,” tsireya adds. “you didn’t hear it from me but i heard that y/n loves pearls. take that as you will.” she sends him a wink before starting to make dinner.

days passed and ao’nung had been kinder to the sully’s, which they saw as weird at first but hey, baby steps matter. with this, he started chatting with y/n when he can. y/n thought that it was very kind of ao’nung to make up for his mistakes back then and saw that he was fun to be with.

then, the late-night walks started between the two. he would take her to his favorite spots where he would rewind in just take in the nature that surrounded him.

“i never really brought anyone here.” ao’nung says while scratching the back of his neck. “really now?” y/n raises their eyebrow playfully followed by a chuckle.

ao’nung hums in reply before sitting down by the shore. y/n sits beside him and watches the water glow around their feet. “i could never get over how the ocean and forest glow at night.” y/n says softly while moving their hand through the water.

ao’nung breathes in heavily before taking out a necklace that he had made beforehand. he nudges y/n’s arm before handing the gift, his gaze away as his face flushed a darker blue.

y/n looks at the gift and it was adorned with beautiful pearls, wrapped in sturdy vines that complemented the shapes of the pearls. “it’s so beautiful…” they immediately turned around and softly asked ao’nung if he could put it on them.

ao’nung reluctantly put the necklace around y/n’s neck, his fingers lingering on their skin before pulling away.

“thank you so much, ao’nung. i didn’t know you were going to give me something. i could’ve made you something too.”

ao’nung just hums in reply and shakes his head. “you didn’t have to. i, uh, wanted to make this and surprise you with it.” he played with the sand below them, his heart ready to jump out of his chest as he felt y/n move closer to him.

“still, i wish to make you something in return.” they cautiously leaned against his arm but when he moved them closer, arm around their small figure, they leaned their head against his chest.

“you coming with me during nights like this is enough.” he gently holds y/n’s hand before leaning down and giving the back of their hand a kiss.

y/n’s cheeks flushed but didn’t pull away from his hold. oh eywa, is this what it's like to have feelings so someone even if you two are different in so many ways? it’s selfish and wrong, but, it just feels so right.

with or without the queue, it felt like they feel each other's feelings, know each other's thoughts, and their souls bonding into one despite being different. y/n stood up and leaned down to ao’nung’s forehead, taking in his figure as his hands wrapped around their waist easily. eywa is good and kind, maybe she can give them a blessing.

“i see you.”

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

reading update: july 2023

I don't have a cool and witty opening for this one. I read a fuck of a lot of books this month and I want to tell you about them LET'S GO

Black Water Sister (Zen Cho, 2021) - Black Water Sister has a very fun premise: a closeted lesbian and unemployed recent graduate moves back to Malaysia with her parents and is already having a bad enough time when she starts hearing the voice of her dead grandmother, who turns out to have been deeply involved in supernatural organized crime. our hapless protagonist becomes a medium against her will, and has to navigate to world of Malaysian spirits and superstition to lay her grandma to rest. unfortunately the actual style of the story wasn't more me; although definitely adult fiction, the prose is breezy in a way I affiliate strongly with YA, which is not to my personal taste but is still so hashtag valid. if you're one of the countless people trying to make that jump from YA to adult fiction and you like queer urban fantasy then Black Water Sister might be a great fit for you, although I should provide a warning for a pretty surprisingly graphic near-rape in the book's climax that really took me by surprise in a story that's otherwise pretty zany in its violence.

The Bride Test (Helen Hoang, 2019) - I think I said last month that Alexis Hall's A Lady for a Duke was the best so far of the romance-novel-every-month scheme I'm trying to pull off this year. the Bride Test has pretty swiftly displaced it; have I finally discovered the really good romance novels? (worry not; I know what I'm reading for August and my hopes are. low.) our two protagonists, Mỹ/Esme (her chosen American/English name) and Khai, are both genuinely charming and are pretty strong characters independent of each other, which cannot be said for A Lot of romance protags. despite the absolute insanity of how they met (yes, Khai's mother went to Vietnam and offered, uneducated a poor single mother a tourist visa in exchange for trying to seduce her autistic son. yes, that's shady. don't think about it too hard) and Esme waiting until WAY too late in the game to reveal the existence of HER LIVING HUMAN CHILD, I liked this book a lot. it's silly and heartfelt and I had fun; what else do you need? 5/5 eggplant emojis.

Giovanni's Room (James Baldwin, 1956) - there's probably nothing I can say about Giovanni's Room that I could say that someone smarter and gayer hasn't already said, but god. it really is breathtaking. I so often see this book talked about as a gay tragedy, and honestly that feels like almost too glib of a description. it's a really meticulous dissection of white male masculinity and the claustrophobic constraints there of, and our narrator's claustrophobic fear of divesting himself from the power that he's entitled to by virtue of being a white American man perceived as a heterosexual. this man would rather live in repressed misery for his entire life than risk being like those effeminate faggots at the gay club, but spoiler alert! being miserable doesn't make you better than your fellow fags; it just means you're miserable AND a fag. sharp and painful and so so so smart. also I'm going to summon @zaricats because I was supposed to tell you what I thought about this book. oops!

Lone Women (Victor LaValle, 2023) - okay so listen. did I just say Black Water Sister wasn't really for me because of the simplistic prose? yes. did I really enjoy the very sparse, straightforward style of Lone Women? also yes. leave me alone, I contain contradictions. anyway, Lone Women is a ripping piece of historical fiction spliced with supernatural secrets, based on LaValle's research into 19th century Black women homesteaders who made their lives in Montana. LaValle opens on a scene of irresistible intrigue - Adelaide Henry, lone woman, sets out for Montana with a mysteriously heavy trunk after burning down her family's California farm with her parents' mutilated corpses inside. and boy, does it escalate from there! it's a story about isolation and community and the people who are failed by so-called close knit small towns, and the ways in which vulnerable people band together to protect one another. it also makes the compelling point that maybe, just maybe, the real monsters were your local transphobe and her husband's lynch mob all along.

Black Disability Politics (Sami Schalk, 2022) - what a cool book! Schalk's argument begins with the idea that Black disability politics are distinct from predominantly white mainstream disability politics, and are therefore often overlooked in conversation, activism, and academia. Schalk analyzes the historical work of the Black Panthers and the National Black Women's Health Project to showcase what she describes as Black disability politics in action. in Schalk's conception, Black disability politics take a much more holistic approach to disability, conceptualizing as just one form (and, frequently, as a result of) of oppression tangled up with a myriad of others that cannot be meaningfully addressed when they're treated as separate issues. the book concludes in interviews with contemporary Black disability activists and organizers that shed light on ways in which the wider movement is often unwelcoming to folks of color, and an exhortation from Schalk for readers to continue the conversation well beyond the confines of the book. in a killer show of praxis, the entire book has been made available to read in PDF form, and I strongly recommend giving it a look!

The River of Silver (S.A. Chakraborty, 2022) - mentally I am kicking myself a little for waiting so long to read this continuation of my beloved Daevabad trilogy, because it did take me a minute to get back into the swing and mythology of the world and that did make me feel unpleasantly like I wasn't appreciating these character-focused short stories as much as I could be. but even having said that - man! fuck I love the world of Daevabad, and I adore these characters so much. getting to see them again, even briefly, was a delight, and I am once again congratulating Nahri and Ali on being the invention of heterosexual romance. (also, on a related note, but I ADORE the way Chakraborty writes her characters having crushes. they crush SO hard and it's very sweet. these books are such big drama all the way down.)

Men We Reaped (Jesmyn Ward, 2013) - an absolute powerhouse of a memoir, and devastating the whole way down. in Men We Reaped Ward attempts to make sense of a series of tragedies that befell her community when five young Black men - beginning with Ward's younger brother - died between 2000 and 2004. the word 'unflinching' is hopelessly played out, but it's difficult to figure out how to describe the head-on way Ward explores each young man's life and ultimate end and her own upbringing. the men in Ward's history - her brother, the friends she lost, her father and other male relatives - are never idealized; their demons, miseries, infidelities, addictions, and violence are placed on full display. but Ward is also insistent on displaying these men with dignity, compassion, empathy; showing them at their best and, most importantly, as men who were loved and deserved better than the violence that poverty and racism wrought on them. it's a furious memoir, one that will leave you mourning too.

Nimona (ND Stevenson, 2015) - did I only read this so I can make more informed complaints if/when I end up watching the netflix movie with my wife? YES. but listen, it wasn't JUST petty hater behavior. Nimona is just really good, and I think I got a lot more out of it this time around that I did when I first read it years ago. this comic is wild and unfettered and so spectacularly weird; I wish more things felt the way Nimona does. I also with more things starred small girls begging to kill cops and stage a violent overthrow of the government, that rules hard. also man I love Ballister, he's SUCH a good protagonist. he's curmudgeonly, he's deeply principled, he's held a grudge for years, he's paternal, he's even gay. what a guy!

[chieclamauxanh]

Mọi người hôm nay đã khai bút đầu năm chưa? Với mình thì mỗi năm mình đều đặn khai bút hai lần, một lần tết dương, một lần tết âm. Sẵn thì viết đôi ba dòng cho một năm trôi nhanh không tưởng này.

2022 là một năm đặc biệt của mình, là năm mình được mở mang tầm mắt nhiều nhất, tìm được một con đường có vẻ khá phù hợp để bước lâu dài trong tương lai. Mình đã có thật nhiều và cũng mất thật nhiều.

Mình có những người thương yêu luôn bên cạnh, lắng nghe và thấu hiểu mình. Mình có những trải nghiệm đáng nhớ cho những ngày còn trẻ. Mình có những chuyến đi xa cùng với chiếc máy film thương yêu.

Mình mất đi một vài mối quan hệ, không cãi vả, không lời tạm biệt, chỉ là dần biến mất khỏi cuộc đời nhau. Mình mất đi một vài tình bạn toxic, mất cả những cơ hội mà mình vô tình bỏ lỡ. Mất cả những ngày chỉ để ngồi nhìn ngày trôi...

Năm qua là một năm khá bận rộn với mình, mình không có nhiều thời gian để viết life update như trước kia mình từng nữa. Thật ra hôm nay mình muốn viết nhiều, thật nhiều, nhưng có lẽ do không còn viết thường nữa nên giờ mình khó có thể viết ra cảm xúc của bản thân. 2023 mình sẽ cố gắng viết nhiều hơn, vì mình rất trân trọng kỉ niệm, chụp ảnh vì mau quên, thi thoảng vẫn hay ngồi đọc lại những kỉ niệm ngày xửa ngày xưa, càng thấy quý và trân trọng hơn nữa.

2022 thật đặc biệt, và mình tin là mọi người cũng có suy nghĩ giống mình. hy vọng 2023 sẽ thật tốt đẹp hơn nữa, chúc cho mọi người đều được bình an.

Chúc mừng năm mới, 2023.

Tụi mình xứng đáng với một năm nhẹ nhàng và những điều đẹp đẽ hơn.

[thebeatopia]

📄 – What are the contents?

☆ texts from the khai family. 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦❤️

☆ texts from penghuni kosan rasa kelas private (kosan isi 4 orang tapi kayak a whole circus). 🎪🎠

☆ her instagram and life updates. 💻📹

☆ and more to come!

[goldmine-bio]

GIGI HADID 2023: BIO, NET WORTH AND MORE

Gigi Hadid

American Model

Famous model Gigi Hadid is known for her stunning bikini body collection. She often shares her pictures in bikini on social media. Her bikini pictures make headlines and she is often praised for her beach-ready style.

Hadid is one of the most popular models in the world and has a huge following on social media. She uses her platform to promote body positivity and speak out on important issues like mental health and women’s rights.

Hadid’s bikini body is undoubtedly the envy of many, but she is also an inspiration to many women. She shows that it is possible to be both beautiful and strong, and she encourages women to embrace their bodies.

In 2019, Hadid was named one of the “Most Beautiful Women in the World” by People magazine. She has also been featured in several fashion magazines, and is the brand ambassador for several high-end fashion brands.

Current Updates

Famous American model Hadid and her friend model Emily Ratajkowski were arrested in 10 July 2023 on suspicion of trying to bring marijuana into the Cayman Islands, which they were released after paying a fine.

Hadid’s arrest made headlines around the world. Following her release, Hadid posted several pictures of herself posing on the beach in a bikini on Instagram, captioning the pictures as “free at last” and “feeling grateful.” Hadid’s fans were quick to comment on the photos, praising her beauty and sense of humor.

Stuart Weitzman has announced Gigi Hadid as the new face of Stuart Weitzman’s Fall 2023 campaign for the brand’s new collection, shot by Mario Sorrenti.

Gigi Hadid is launching her own swimwear line called “Gigi by Khai”. It will be inspired by Hadid’s own personal style and her love for the beach.

Gigi Hadid is partnering with Vogue to launch a new podcast called “Notes on Love.” Hadid and her friends, family and relationships have been mentioned in the podcast.

Gigi Hadid is working on a new documentary about her life that will follow Hadid as she moves forward with her career, her family, and her personal life.

About

Gigi Hadid is an American model, television personality, businesswoman and influencer . She was born on 23 April 1995, in Los Angeles, California, U.S.A. She is of Dutch, Palestinian and German descent.

Hadid’s family is close-knit, with her parents Mohamed (father) a real estate developer in Los Angeles and Yolanda (mother) a former model who is now a television personality.

Hadid has two younger siblings, Bella and Anwar. Bella is also a model and Anwar is a model and DJ. Hadid also has two older half-sisters, Mariel and Alana.

They often support each other in their professional endeavors. They are also very active in the fashion industry and all of them have appeared in various fashion campaigns and runway shows.

Gigi Hadid is a proud member of her family and she often talks about how much they mean to her. She is grateful for their support and guidance and knows that without them she would not have achieved her success.

Personal Life

Gigi Hadid is not married. She was in a relationship with singer and former One Direction member Zayn Malik from 2015 to 2021. In 2020, a daughter Khai was born to them. However, the couple broke up in October 2021 after Malik was accused of assault by Hadid.

Hadid has not been involved with anyone else since her split from Malik. She has said that she is currently focusing on her daughter and her career. In an interview with InStyle in March 2022, Hadid said that she is “not opposed to marriage” but that she is not “in a rush” to get married.

She added that she wants to make sure she is with the right person before taking this step. Hadid is a private person and has not shared much about her personal life. However, he has said that he is happy and satisfied with his life right now. He is grateful to his daughter, his family and his friends, and he is excited to see what the future holds.

She is an inspiration to many and will surely continue to be a force to be reckoned with in the fashion industry for many years to come.

Career

Hadid began her modeling career at the age of 2, when she was discovered by Paul Marciano, the creative director of Guess. She made her runway debut for Guess in 2011 and has since appeared in several campaigns for the brand.

Hadid’s breakthrough came in 2014, when she walked the runway for some of the world’s biggest fashion brands, including Chanel, Balmain, and Versace. She also appeared in the Pirelli Calendar that year.

Apart from modeling, Hadid has also ventured into other fields such as television and business. She has appeared in several television shows including “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” and “Project Runway”. She also has her own clothing line called Gigi Hadid x Tommy Hilfiger.

Awards and AchievementsGigi

Hadid, one of the most popular and successful models in the world, has received many awards and honors for her talent, whose names are as follows.

British Fashion Awards 2016: For International Model of the Year

Gigi Hadid International Model of the Year

Glamour Woman of the Year in 2017

Teen Choice Award for Choice Model: Female in 2015 and 2016

People’s Choice Award for Fashion Icon in the United States

Gigi Hadid People’s Choice Award

CFDA Fashion Awards: Model of the Year award

Fashion Icon award

Daily Front Row Awards

Net worth

Gigi Hadid’s net worth is estimated to be around USD$30 million as of July 2013. He has earned his wealth through his successful modeling career as well as through his various endorsement deals and business ventures.

Hadid has been modeling since childhood, and she has appeared in campaigns for some of the biggest fashion brands in the world, including Guess, Maybelline, Tommy Hilfiger, and Victoria’s Secret.

She has also walked the runway for some of the most prestigious fashion shows such as the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show and the Met Gala.

Hadid has also launched her own clothing line, Gigi Hadid x Tommy Hilfiger, and has appeared on several television shows, including “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” and “Project Runway”. She is also the brand ambassador for several high-end fashion brands including Maybelline, Reebok and Stuart Weitzman.

Gigi Hadid Meta Gala 2022

Gigi Hadid attracted everyone with her stunning look at the 2022 Met Gala. She flaunted a custom-made red latex jumpsuit by Versace that was tucked into a voluminous silk puffer jacket, paired with matching knee-high leather boots and stunning maching of jewelry around her neck. Her hair was pulled back in an open bun and a deep red ombre lip completed her stunning outfit.

Hadid’s bold and defiant look at the Met Gala attracted both fans and critics alike. Hadid’s look was one of the most talked-about looks of the night and is sure to be remembered for years to come.

The theme for the 2022 Met Gala was “In America: An Anthology of Fashion,” and Hadid’s look was perfect for the occasion.

She looked like a modern-day heiress to the Gilded Age and was one of the best-dressed stars of the night. was one of the Hadid’s Met Gala look was created by Versace and her stylist Law Roach. Roach said he wanted to create a look that was “bold, daring and sexy” and he lived up to that expectation.

Hadid was also heavily influenced by this look, crediting it to her grandmother Yolanda, who was a model in the 1970s. Hadid said she wanted to create a look that would make her grandmother proud.

[flowers-that-sing]

updated fave artists list

* Christina Perri

* Melanie Martinez

* Paramore

* MARINA

* Garbage

* Ricky Montgomery

* Jack Stauber

* Mother Mother

* The Smashing Pumpkins

* Mars Argo

* carpetgarden

* April March

* Maggie Lindemann

* Penelope Scott

* Motörhead

* Black Sabbath

* Dio

* Judas Priest

* Rainbow

* Manic Street Preachers

* dodie

* Conan Gray

* Inferiority Complex

* Pearl Jam

* Khai Dreams

* Poppy

* Kero Kero Bonito

* Sodikken

* Siiickbrain

* Nirvana

* iDKHOW

* The Used

* Green Day

* Ozzy Osbourne

* Tears for Fears

* ABBA

* U2

* Måneskin

* Depeche Mode

* Crawlers

* The Pretty Reckless

* Suicidal Tendencies

* Megadeth

* G.L.O.S.S.

* Car Seat Headrest

* David Bowie

* Strawberry Switchblade

* Iron Maiden

* Kate Bush

* Echo and the Bunnymen

* Couch Slut

* Keane

* 4 Non Blondes

* Silverchair

* The Clash

* Black Death

* Talking Heads

* Sonic Youth

* Mudhoney

* The Dresden Dolls

* Maya Hawke

* Dolly Parton

* Caleb McLaughlin

* Babes in Toyland

* Jimi Hendrix

* Wham!

* King Princess

* mxmtoon

* R.E.M.

* Madonna

* Bikini Kill

* Billy Ocean

* Have a Nice Life

* Petrol Girls

* Queen

* Death in June

* The March Violets

* Fleetwood Mac

* Hall & Oates

* girl in red

* The Stone Roses

* kelseydog

* Sarah Vaughan

* Placebo

* Djo

* Siouxsie and the Banshees

* Mötley Crüe

* Ethel Cain

* Jack off Jill

* Type O Negative

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SEA Games 31 - Trang thông tin bóng đá, thể thao mới nhất

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gigi: NEXT MONTH ??? WELL CATCH ME FREAKING OUT gigi: will you please be in new york sometime in october so we can celebrate and go fucking crazy please gigi: jennie wow.. this is just so fucking exciting. i'm so happy for you. and so so proud. fucking finally. gigi: no please, no need to apologize. then i'll have to apologize just as much as you. we've both been busy with life, don't be ridiculous. oh my god? how exciting. i haven't met him, more than being at the same events etc. but he seems like a good guy. i'm so happy for you babe. that's so exciting. gigi: i'm good, i'm good. i've been good. not much to update on, other than khai turning four this week which is a god damn insane thing. i'm just wondering where the hell time went. like my baby isn't a baby anymore. and whilst i love watching her grow up, i'm like.. STOP GROWING. but she's so good. i know she can't wait to see you again though. 💜

Jennie: Not just a rumour this time. Things are actually moving and my new song will be out next month. Please freak out with me. I'm so not prepared yet totally ready for everyone to heat it.

Jennie: Has it really been that long? Yikes. I'm a terrible friend, I'm sorry. Things are good, thank you. Work has been amazing, I've done a tone of travelling and I'm actually dating Damiano David now. He's incredible. You have to meet him if you haven't already.

Jennie: How have you been? Catch me up. How is my baby, Khai? I miss her. 🤍

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Home (22)

Hybrid Min Yoongi x Female Reader; Platonic OT7 x Female Reader; Namseok; Jinkook

Summary: After helping Yoongi get away from his abusive former owner, you’re left to focus on your relationship and how it progresses. That is, until you find six other hybrids who need your help, and their former owner decides he’s going to make your life hell. Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff Word Count: 2,832 Rating: M Warnings (updated per chapter): stalking, wild animal attack, major character injury, blood, implied homophobia, slight internalized homophobia, starvation, hospitalization, discussion of sexual assault, discussion of physical assault, discussion of controlling behavior, heavy petting, marking, slightly toxic relationship, spiraling thoughts, fictional discrimination, discussion of sex work

Major thanks to @eatjeanjin for beta-ing this and for listening to me complain almost constantly. You’ve been nothing but helpful and sweet, and I’m so grateful for your opinions and assistance.

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September faded into October in a blur. You celebrated Namjoon’s birthday, and then it felt like just days later that you were celebrating Jimin’s birthday in Mid-October. You were back to working more to support the four hybrids that lived with you. Namjoon was given a promotion at work, so he was working full-time. He and Hobi were both attending group therapy at the shelter Hobi worked at. Jimin started the emancipation process, so he was meeting with Ms. Hwang fairly regularly, and he had started therapy with Jess. You got all four of them bank accounts, helped Namjoon and Hobi set up direct deposit for their paychecks, got Jimin a cellphone, and helped Hobi get his drivers’ license. All that on top of still looking for a new apartment… you were stressed, and tired, and had no idea which way was up half the time.

It was a week before Halloween, and you had decided to take the day off. No designs. No clients. Hobi had taken Jimin to therapy, Namjoon was at work. And you and Yoongi were on the couch, his back against the armrest, his legs draped over your own. He had a bowl of popcorn in his lap--you had started out watching some critically acclaimed zombie movie, but had given up halfway through. Now, you were cuddled together as closely as possible looking at apartments on your tablet.

Or, at least, Yoongi was looking at apartments. You were on the phone. Khai had called you, and of course you had answered, but it had almost been 10 minutes, and while you loved him--Khai and Sage were two of your closest friends--you really didn’t want to hear him gush about his baby right now. You knew you were being selfish. He was just excited about his baby. But you wanted to get back to cuddles and apartment hunting. So you listened to him, your head resting against Yoongi’s, humming where appropriate.

Eventually, though, he hung up, and your hand fell from your ear, clutching your phone. “Sage had her baby,” you told Yoongi, though you doubted he needed the summary. He probably heard everything Khai had said on the phone.

“We should go see them at some point,” he responded softly, flipping back to the front of the photos of the apartment he was looking at. “Take Lil Kitten a gift.”

“Ivy,” you corrected, leaning into him. He hummed, snuggling closer, his arm wrapping around you. “But we should. I don’t really want to do the hospital thing, but maybe when they’re home.” You pointed to the living room in the pictures. “This would be nice. We could get a bigger couch.”

“A nice one with a footrest.”

“Oh, a sectional? I like the way you think, kitty.” You pressed a lingering kiss to his temple.

“I think this one has the main bedroom in the basement, too,” Yoongi said, quickly flicking through a few photos of the hallways.

“Craving some privacy, are we?” you questioned cheekily, mumbling into his hair. He readjusted against you awkwardly, turning his head a little so you couldn’t see the blush that was slowly spreading across his face. You hummed, kissing his hair again before turning back to your tablet. “You don’t have to feel weird about it.” You tried to keep your tone casual. “I have been, too.”

It was true. You hadn’t really had the time or privacy to try again since the last time you had attempted anything intimate. One of the other hybrids was almost always around, or they would be coming back soon enough, and you knew Yoongi wasn’t quite ready to attempt anything when the house was full of three of his closest friends who all had enhanced senses of smell and hearing. But you could tell he was thinking about it, that he was working through things in his mind. He was starting to get clingier, his touches were starting to linger.

Mentally, you moved ‘private main bedroom’ higher on your apartment needs list.

Suddenly, Yoongi’s head lifted, nearly smacking into your nose as he did. His ears were on high alert, his brow furrowed as he turned his head to look over his shoulder. You stayed silent for a moment, watching his ears twitch this way and that as he listened. His tail flicked agitatedly into his lap.

“What’s wrong?” you whispered, shifting your weight as he gingerly swung his legs off your lap.

“I heard someone at the door.” He extracted his arm from around your middle so that he could fully turn to face the front door.

“Hobi and Jimin should be back soon,” you suggested. “They were going to run to the store after therapy.”

Yoongi shook his head. “I didn’t hear a car door.”

You opened your mouth to say something else, but a soft knock interrupted you. It was just one, loud enough for it to be purposeful, but there was something about it that worried you. Yoongi was standing instantly, his ears pressed against his head. You could tell his mind had jumped to the worst-case scenario: Seungri, or one of his hybrids, stopping by just to make you miserable. You stood before he could pounce on the door, peeking through the sidelight window beside the door. When you couldn’t see anything, you opened the door, just a crack, just enough so that you could see the whole stoop.

Your heart sank immediately.

There, pressed against the concrete bannister of your front steps, sat Jungkook, completely collapsed in on himself. He was clutching his knees to his chest, his face buried in his arms. His tail was wrapped around his waist, though whether to make himself seem smaller or to self-soothe, you weren’t sure. He was trembling, his big, floppy ears pressed firmly against his skull. Cooky, his pink stuffed rabbit, was pressed into his chest, hidden by his limbs and his jacket.

“Jungkookie?” Yoongi asked softly, stepping out from around you.

“Hey, pup.” You sat beside him on the steps, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “What’s wrong? Does Seokjin know you’re here?”

“D-d-don’t tell him,” Jungkook sobbed, pulling in on himself. “P-please, noona.”

You looked at Yoongi, who shrugged. Your thumb soothed circles into Jungkook’s shoulder. Your other hand came up to rest on his arm, squeezing his bicep gently. “It’s okay, pup. You’re okay.”

“Why don’t you come inside?” Yoongi questioned. You heard him shuffle lightly on his feet in the doorway.

Jungkook nodded, and you helped him stand. He clutched Cooky to his chest, his face buried between the bunny’s ears. You guided him into the apartment, a hand on his back. When you passed Yoongi, he gave you a worried look.

Jungkook collapsed onto the couch, curling into your side as soon as you sat down. You hugged him, holding him tightly to you as he cried. After a moment, Yoongi came into the living room, a bottle of water in his hand. He sat down on the other side of Jungkook, his hand falling to the pup’s hair.

“What happened, Jungkookie?” Yoongi questioned softly.

Jungkook sighed into you, his breath coming in stuttering gasps. You dragged your fingers up and down his arm in an attempt to soothe him, giving him something repetitive to ground himself on, hoping that maybe it would help calm him down.

“You’re okay,” you whispered. “You’re safe. It’s okay, take your time.”

“I-I-I…” he attempted, his face buried into Cooky’s head. “I le-left Jin-hyung.”

You frowned, looking at Yoongi over Jungkook’s crumpled form. The cat hybrid shrugged slightly, his brows furrowed in concern. You hummed, holding Jungkook tighter when he grasped at your arm, keeping him close. Yoongi’s long fingers mussed the pup’s dark hair.

“I’m so sorry, pup,” you said gently. You were curious, but you also didn’t want to pry, and you especially didn’t want to upset him further, so you left it at that. You gave his body a gentle squeeze and let him feel his feelings.

Eventually, Jungkook stopped shaking, and you felt his breathing deepen. You continued to run your fingers along his arm, soothing him despite the jacket he was wearing. He sighed against you, readjusting so that his head was resting on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry for just showing up,” he croaked, voice thick with unshed tears. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

You shushed him, smoothing down his hair. “You don’t have to apologize. You’re welcome here any time.”

“I had to get out of there.”

“What happened, Jungkookie?” Yoongi questioned, pushing the bottle of water into the pup’s hands.

Obediently, Jungkook took a drink. He remained silent as he thought, picking at the label of the bottle. “He’s still stuck back there, hyung.” Jungkook’s dark eyes met Yoongi’s copper ones, and you could tell that Yoongi understood. “He still thinks I need to be protected.”

Yoongi nodded in understanding. “He’s still fighting it in his head.”

“I get that. I get that he went through a bunch of stuff. I get that he did a lot to protect me then.” Jungkook sighed. You could feel your shirt dampening with new tears. “But it’s like he thinks I’m still in constant danger.” He sniffled. “I missed you, noona,” he said, nuzzling into your shoulder. “But he didn’t like that I wanted to come visit you. With or without him.”

You hummed. You’d had a feeling that Seokjin’s distrust of you had something to do with the fact that you hadn’t seen the pup in almost two months. But you hadn’t said anything to Yoongi. You didn’t want to come between him and his friends.

“I just couldn’t take it any more,” Jungkook continued, sniffling and reaching for Yoongi’s hand. He played with Yoongi’s fingers. “I needed space. He couldn’t understand that I needed him to treat me like an adult.”

“He’s always been stubborn,” Yoongi said softly. “You can stay here for as long as you need.”

When Hobi, Namjoon, and Jimin got back, Jungkook moved from clinging to you to clinging to Namjoon. You stepped into your office to take a phone call, and when you returned, all five hybrids were piled on the couch. Yoongi was shoved into the corner against one of the cushioned arms, one arm slung over Namjoon’s shoulder to keep himself from getting squished down into the couch.

You could tell someone was at the door before the knock even came. All five hybrid faces snapped to look at the entryway. When the person knocked again, Namjoon tried to stand, but you waved him off.

At first, you opened the door slowly, but as soon as you saw the long black tail, you stepped away and allowed the hybrid inside. Taehyung nodded to you gratefully as he kicked off his shoes. He was carrying one backpack in his hands and had another slung over his shoulder.

“Jungkookie?” the panther hybrid asked, rounding the corner into the living room.

The pup’s eyes went wide, and for a second, he hid behind Jimin, shoving the fox hybrid in front of him. Jimin squeaked in protest, smiling awkwardly at Taehyung. The panther hybrid sighed and, seeing he was getting nowhere, he changed tactics.

“Can I stay here for a few days?” he asked softly, turning to you. “I brought Jungkookie’s stuff--what I could grab of it, at least--and my stuff. I just… I couldn’t stay there.”

“I don’t have anywhere to put you,” you said softly.

“I’ll sleep on the floor, I don’t care,” he insisted.

“I don’t…” Taehyung’s amber eyes met yours, pleading with you. You sighed and nodded slightly. “Yeah. Of course you can stay here.”

Your stomach churned, but you tried not to let it show. Six hybrids in one two-bedroom house was really pushing things to the limit. It was only a matter of time before something went wrong. You feared it would be sooner than expected.

“Jungkookie, I need to ask you something,” Namjoon started, his deep voice soft. His hand fell to the pup’s leg, his thumb rubbing comforting circles into the pup’s knee. “It won’t change how we feel about it--Jin-hyung should respect you, that’s not a question. But we need to know just in case…” The wolf hybrid sighed. “We just need to know.”

Jungkook nodded, his floppy, oversized ears as straight as they could be as he hung on Namjoon’s every word. You could tell the wolf hybrid was struggling with how to phrase his question, watching him think as you went to sit on the floor in front of Yoongi. You leaned against his shins, resting your head against his knee.

“Was he… was Jin-hyung your mate?” Namjoon finally questioned, apparently choosing the direct approach.

“No.” Jungkook’s eyes were wide as he shook his head. “No, I don’t know about how he felt, but it was never the right time for me.”

The five other hybrids in the room visibly relaxed, but all you felt was confusion. Your research into hybrids had never gone into detail about the mating process. Most of the sources you’d found had just glossed over the subject entirely. Namjoon’s brown eyes met yours, and he must have noticed your confusion, because he nodded.

“Hybrids choose their mates for life,” the wolf said, less nervous now that he was in education-mode. “We have a good deal of choice of who our mate is, but our instincts seem to choose when the mate-bond happens.”

“That’s why they don’t break up bonded pairs.” Suddenly everything about the courthouse and your meeting with the director of hybrid services made more sense.

Namjoon nodded. “Right. Mostly, mates are sexual. It’s meant to continue the species, after all. But they don’t have to be. I suppose it’s like marriage for humans, but with more instincts involved.”

He left it at that, and you let it go. That is, you let it go until you and Yoongi were getting ready for bed later that night.

“What’s the mating bond like?” you asked absently, grabbing your book from the nightstand.

Yoongi shrugged. “Dunno. Haven’t felt it.”

You weren’t sure why your heart sank a little at that. It wasn’t like you and Yoongi had fooled around any more. Did you even want to be labelled as ‘mate’?

“Yeah but what’s the process?” you pressed further.

“Oh! Uh…” Yoongi drew his lower lip between his teeth, his long canine tooth visible as he worried at the skin. “It’s a bite. To the pulse point, or wherever the scent is the strongest.” He tapped the bit of skin just under his ear. “It’s supposed to mix the hybrid’s scent with the mate’s and make them more in tune with each other’s emotions. When it’s two hybrids doing it, they bite each other, I think?”

“Does it hurt?”

“Namjoon said it was more… like an intense hickey.” His face was a beautiful shade of pink by that point. You could even see the flush creeping up the inside of his cat ears. “It’s not supposed to break the skin, but it can. I guess it can hurt, probably.”

You hummed and opened your book. It seemed like an awkward process, but if it was instinctual, you supposed the hybrids couldn’t really fight it. Especially if it was a territorial thing like scenting was.

Yoongi coughed and slid under the covers beside you. For a moment, he was silent. But when he coughed again, you looked at him. His copper eyes were already on you, the dusting of pink still coloring his cheeks.

“I don’t want to assume…” he said softly, eyes falling to his fingers twisting and untwisting the top of the blanket nervously. “I can’t control when--or if--it happens, but if it does, would you... I mean are you…” His brow furrowed, bottom lip sticking out in a pout as he considered how to phrase his question.

You took a second to think. Dating Yoongi was one thing. Messing around and having sex was another. But being his mate? Was that something you wanted? Was that a commitment you were willing to make? Namjoon had said it himself. Hybrids chose their mates for life. That was a scary prospect.

But at the same time… you couldn’t imagine your life without Yoongi in it. More than that, you didn’t want to imagine your life without Yoongi in it. When you thought of your future--personal, professional, social--he was there. Three years, and he had cemented himself so permanently in your life that your futures were thoroughly intertwined in your mind.

You supposed that was your answer.

“If it happens,” you started, keeping your voice steady, measured. You reached out and squeezed his hand. “Follow your heart.”

“You…” A soft purr began to stutter in his chest, his hand clutching yours tightly. “You would…?”

“Of course I would.” You closed your book with one hand, leaning over to place a gentle kiss to his temple. “I love you more than anything, silly kitty.”

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status: ongoing || updated: 2/5/22

|| byf | hq tag | hq m.list | other m.lists | ao3 | main blog ||

⚪️ given how much i write for asa, it’s only right that he gets his own post lol. ⚪️ everything here is poc friendly! ⚪️ unless otherwise specified, all works are written with a gender neutral reader. ⚪️ unless otherwise specified, all works are written post time skip, meaning that all the characters are whole ass adults. ⚪️ content ranges from sfw fluff to straight up smut, and this is an 18+ blog besides, so minors need to stay away. if you are not of age, but still want to consume my sfw works then head over to my ao3. ⚪️ also i don’t work with a beta so… yeah lmao. ⚪️ links under the cut so as not to clutter up your blog/dash.

a bit of random hq thirst

i would say ‘no thoughts, head empty’, but head is v. full of whoreknee thoughts about some of my favorite hq boys…

series: a thot’s thoughts

rating/work type: short, nsfw musings

cws/tws: oral/fingering as well as penetrative sex (reader receiving).

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: h. iwaizumi | i. matsukawa | t. aone | k. bokuto | daichi s. | s. meian

summary: a thirst post, plain and simple lol

total wc: 200~

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

“i refuse to let you talk about yourself like that!”

self-depreciation? yeah—we don’t do that here.

series: n/a; written for my 200 follower event

rating/work type: sfw drabbles

cws/tws: there’re small bouts of self-doubt/self-deprecation (asahi); it’s nothing too deep, but there all the same.

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: t. aone | t. yamaguchi

summary: in which you refuse to entertain these boys’ nonsense.

total wc: ~1.3k

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

it’s so lovely, loving you

“you know, i think my loving you was inevitable.”

series: n/a; written because am a soft girl™ for asa

rating/work type: sfw songfic; mostly fluff, tho there is a touch of angst b/c that’s just the way i’m built, apparently lol

cws/tws: that angst i mentioned before comes in the form of a memory, tho it’s nothing particularly triggering, imo; reader’s remembering the time before getting with asahi and the heartbreaks/failed relationships that went along with that.

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: n/a

summary: a day in the life of a couple that is absolutely and ridiculously in love, set to music. || inspired by khai dream’s “sunkissed”

total wc: 3k~

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

liar, liar…

cuddles with asahi are what dreams are made of.

…under normal circumstances you’re more than happy to be his humanoid teddy bear—however, comma, these are most assuredly not normal circumstances.

series: n/a; written for my 200 followers event

rating/work type: sfw one-shot

cws/tws: koshi sugawara is warning all by himself. none for you, dear reader, tho best boy could’ve done with a head’s up.

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: special appearance by one mr. sugawara >.>

summary: in which your darling lover is totally, very much not afraid at all—where’d you get such a silly idea?? || prequel to …pants on fire

total wc: 2.3k~

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

…pants on fire

“be my safety blanket?”

though the words seem innocent enough the way his hand squeezes at your hip says otherwise…

series: a thot’s thoughts

rating/work type: a cute lil nsfw one-shot

cws/tws: peep the in story note for the thirst tags

reader gender: f!, gn!, and m!reader options available

additional characters: n/a

summary: in which you and your lover find a way to keep the bad dreams at bay. || sequel to liar, liar…

total wc: 3.3-3.5k

⚪️ links: f!reader | gn!reader | m!reader | ao3

kiss kiss, fall in love

it feels right to be up this close in tight wind it feels right to notice all the shiny things about you –lines depicting simple happiness || p. gizzi

series: autumn’s arrival

rating/work type: a sfw collection of fluffy drabbles

cws/tws: some v. light angst (*cough*the Date Tech Incident*cough*), but it’s got a sweet ending so it balances out, i think.

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: n/a

summary: a love story as told through kisses…

total wc: 4k~

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

love you like i do || (former) third years edition

can we just take a moment to appreciate the ways these boys love on you?

series: love you like i do

rating/work type: (really long) sfw hcs

cws/tws: there’s some talk of anxiety and generally dark thoughts—the former on both asa and reader’s part, the latter solely on reader’s part—tho it’s not super detailed. i partitioned it off with a ‼ so that it’s easy to avoid. also canon-typical rudeness/disrespek towards my boy >:(

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: daichi s. | k. sugawara

summary: just little ways they show their love for you. part hcs, part character studies, part relationship origin stories…

total wc: ~1.8k

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

nsfw abcs

…pls, sir, i’m begging you—unchain my gd heart, you’re not even REAL i cannot be down this bad for a 2D anime man, please…

series: a thot’s thoughts

rating/work type: (really long) nsfw hcs

cws/tws: peep the in-story notes for any applicable warnings

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: n/a

summary: tbh it’s literally just me lusting after mister azumane for 26 letters lol.

total wc: 17.3k~

⚪️ links: tumblr | ao3

snow day? snow day!!

no matter your chosen beau or belle, or how the day plays out, it’ll always end the same: the pair of you curled up together under a blanket, warm drinks in hand to chase away the chill from your bones, and a smile on your lips and you bask in the afterglow of a snow day well spent.

series: winter wonderland ((m.list, as well as further works, pending))

rating/work type: short, hcs-type-deals

cw/tws: crow-typical chaos lol

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: the whole of the karasuno crew

summary: a set of hcs about how i think a snow day with your favorite crow would play out.

total wc: 1.7k~

⚪️ links: tumblr || ao3

steeped in love

his love is like the warmth that seeps into your hands as you cradle a steaming mug, his kiss that very first sip of your favorite blend…

series: steeped in love ((m.list, as well as further works, pending))

rating/work type: more (really long) sfw hcs

cws/tws: allusions to asahi’s dad being a traditionalist prick. it’s a v. brief mention, but I thought I’d give y’all a head’s up just in case.

reader gender: neutral

additional characters: n/a

summary: a series of relationship hcs based around cute, tea-themed prompts.

total wc: ~11.6k

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[isimpoveryou]

jealousy,jealousy

tom holland x reader

face claim: olivia rodrigo

hello im back everyone! how are ya'll doing? sorry for a long update since im very busy with school and i have a lot of assignment you know all those stuff i hate but still do it anyway. also i just got vaccinated which is like one of the best feeling ever. anyway enjoys todays update everyone.

warning: english is my second language

sour masterlist

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yourinstagram all your friends are so cool

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y/nfan72 🛐🛐🛐

ykaaar even if im in rome right now but an invitation would be nice

yourinstagram no <3

ykaaar 🖕

y/nfan09 ^^ when did that happen??

yourinstagram i dm him, victoria, thomas, and ethan how much i love them and like hours later they answered my dm, its still feel weird texting them

maneskinfan12 .....did t*m ho**and just liked this post?

y/nfan729 ^^^ YES IKR

y/nfan28 lmao tom holland is the definition a fan behavior

y/nfan11 PLSSS- 😭💀

conangray we look hot (ps: to y/n fans you will like this new song)

yourinstagram cant agree more (ps: the clue is the caption

y/nfan99 ^^ i think we know by now- just saying

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yourinstagram you go out everynight @yourfriendsinstagram

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y/nfan90 i swear they are the main character

yourfriendsinstagram did they lie tho? no they did not

yourinstagram PLS y/f/n 😭😭

giorgiasoleri_ i wish i was you

yourinstagram say sike rn 😀

y/nfan06 THEM 🛐🛐🛐

y/nfan78 y/n out of topic but whats your big 3

yourinstagram (your big three) bae.

y/nfan178 ^^^that explain everything

randomuser why arent you wearing your mask??

yourinstagram lmao i am wearing my mask but me and y/f/n are taking some picts so we didnt use our mask

y/nfan98 ADOPT ME MAAM I CAN BARK, MOO, MEOW, NEIGH, COOK, CLEAN, AND BAKE ANYTHING REALLY

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yourinstagram in your daddy's nice car, yeah living a life

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y/nfan09 all hail y/n 🛐🛐🛐

gigihadid auntie y/n is looking pretty

yourinstagram plsss auntie y/n 😭😭. dont make me booked a plane just to see you and khai

zayn thats nice to know

yourinstagram @zayn no trust me i miss you too but until you admit yourself your wrong <3

y/nfan01 ^^^ AUNTIE Y/N?!?!? AWWWW

gigifan19 ^^^ SHE ALREADY MET KHAI AND AWWWW THE AUNTIE Y/N IS JUST 💘💗💘💯💘💯

florencepugh i miss filming with you 😭😭

yourinstagram trust me i miss you too

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yourinstagram JEALOUSY,JEALOUSY IS OUT NOW!!

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y/nfan92 COM-COMPARISON IS KILLING SLOWLY

y/nfan12 I THINK I THINK TO MUCH BOUT KIDS WHO DONT KNOW ME ( plsss the shade over this song for t*m ho**and's 12 year olds fans)

y/nfan123 THIS SONGS AESTHETIC REMINDS ME OF EUPHORIA IS THIS SOME SHADY THING??

taylorswift let me handover my crown to you

yourinstagram OMG! hiii queen and no keep that crown for yourself. i think im gonna faint

yoursiblingsinstagram fyi she did faint

y/nfan77 y/n fan girling is just one of my fav thing

y/nfan16 HER MAKE UP, HER OUTFITS, AND HER HAIR AAAAAA EVERYTHING IS PERFECT

y/nfan88 LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HER

y/nfan55 I SWEAR Y/N ALWAYS MAKES ME QUESTION MY SEXUALITY

tomholland2013 great song y/n

y/nfan82 ^^ HAHAHA SHE DIDNT EVEN TRY TO REPLY TO HIM

yourfriendsinstagram she is TIRED of it

[finchcortez]

Here’s my snaps hcs anyway no one asked but whatever!!

snaps, 15-17 ??? idk, h/h

real name options:

- madison henry davenport

- charles lincoln davenport

- elias kayden davenport

- gale brooks davenport

- finnley chase davenport

- denver rey davenport

grew up in a really abusive household. alcoholic father and mother left when he was 10. his mother was the only thing he felt safe with until she left without even a goodbye. since then he kept to himself and endured whatever his father did to him without fighting back. he would never speak and didn’t trust a single soul in fear of being left for no reason. that gave him really bad abandonment issues.his father quit his job and that sent snaps out to be a newsie at 11. he set off to brooklyn unlike his brother who went to manhattan. he was immediately taken in by spot and his gang and was welcomed as one of their own. he was too afraid to really talk to anyone but others understood and tired their best to communicate with him. on his first day on the job is where he saw hoho. he was too afraid to talk to him for like a month but something about him drew him in. hoho finally approached him and was the first one to actually make him talk. he started opening up and befriending all of the newsies and felt safe for the first time in years. he and hoho never parted ways and would always be found with each other no matter what. they were inseparable. hoho was the first person snaps was able to tell his past to. snaps has really high functioning adhd and short term memory loss. hes not that much shorter than hoho but looks taller than he is due to his long legs. he is extremely insecure about everything inside and out. he tried to hide himself and always assumes the worst. this effects his every day life. sometimes he’d get really scared of hoho just for the fact that negative thoughts plague his mind (like things like “does he even like me” “he is just pretending” “it’s out of pity” exc) but hoho always knew how to handle these outbursts and always calmed him down. he knew when snaps would get uncomfortable or his mind was running and snaps appreciated hoho for always being there. but on his good days, snaps was huge with teasing and was kind of a pain in the ass. he always had a come back for everything and was the definition of sass.

when it came to coming to terms with his feelings for hoho, he would always be in denial or would doubt that hoho would ever like him the same. they always hung out with each other and cuddled but snaps still would believe it’s platonic because of the insecurity barrier. he never thought he was good enough for anyone or anything. hoho helped distract him from those thoughts most of the time though. but, even after hoho and snaps confessed their feelings, snaps still doubted it was real and ran away from all of it thinking it would fix everything. when he realized that he was only hurting them worse instead of fixing it, the two finally got together. the teasing got worse on snaps end. constantly asking for kisses then rejecting it. he’d either put his hand between their lips, lean in then immediately pretend to be disinterested, or just hover over hoho’s lips and not kiss him. it drove hoho crazy so he would do the same sometimes. snaps would get angry when this happened but it was all for jokes. hoho knew exactly how to get snaps to stop acting.

snaps was pretty smart. he was on top of his class until his father forced him out of school to make money. his eye sight was always pretty bad and used his first earnings as a newsie to buy cheap glasses. this resulted in days of not eating. hoho would split his food with snaps when this happened.

snaps reconnected with his brother, buttons, when he was 15 and they immediately got along really well after the separation. they both helped each other when they need it and tried to see each other three times a week to update each other on everything they possibly could.

snaps was thrown into the refuge once when he was 13. he wasn’t as scared as the other newsies, already having the trauma of damaging abuse. he cited every night he was there, wishing to be back at the lodge with hoho or hotshot or someone else. when he was let out he had a really bad limp after what he endured but was able to recover after a few weeks. after that he managed to become distant from everyone again and wouldn’t even let hoho touch him. but hoho was patient and understanding and helped snaps through this. eventually they got on even better terms with each other than before.

snaps had a tendency to get really attached to things like people animals or objects. once he got attached to a baby bird that fell out of its nest and would not let it go no matter how many times spot told him to take it back to where he found it. he snuck it into bed with him and it was like that until the bird was actually big enough to be noticeable. he cried the whole time he had to let it go but hoho was there to comfort him.

but usually snaps was always there to make the other newsies smile and laugh because of his snarky remarks or jokes that came off a little too harsh. but he felt at home with the brooklyn boys and it was so much better than being stuck in a small apartment with his father.

he loves artists like khai dreams and clairo and all types of indie music. he wrote his own songs and poetry but never told anyone. his soft spot was typically hidden unless it was hoho. though, sometimes he couldn’t even do that with hoho just purely out of fear of seeming weak and worthless (that his father constantly reminded him about). he’d feel really bad after hurting someone’s feelings but never really learned how to say sorry so hed try to get them something special. usually he made little flower crowns for people he cared about. but he managed to form things that weren’t flowers into crowns, like plastic babies or spoons or worn in a string exc. he loved drawing (his favorite is chalk) and was amazing at music theory. he played all types of instruments at a professional level. his favorites to play were the piano and violin. he’d compose songs for his friends and play them for them. he hates reading though. all the letters got jumbled up and it was hard to focus for more than ten minutes. so he typically avoided reading because it stressed him out.

[malakhai-ozera]

Discord Thread || Khai & Dorian

Discord thread featuring:Khai and Dorian ( @dammitdorian )

When: August 8th

Mentions: Roman @romanbeckett , Emily @warmvlbes, & Sutton @suttonxtaylor

Description:Khai spends the weekend with Dorian for his birthday, and they officially become a couple.

Trigger Warnings:SMUT!!!

Khai. Khai was so excited to spend Dorians birthday with him. He wanted to spoil him rotten and make sure he had one of the best days of his entire life. The last thing he was expecting was to get a text from Roman telling him that Emily had been attacked. But, after a brief discuss with Dori, he decided he’d rather not go. Ultimately he just wanted to spend the day with Dorian and that was who he wanted to focus on. It was his birthday after all. Not to mention he wasn’t even talking to Emily at the moment and he didn’t really wanna make things worse by showing up with Dorian by his side.   Things were never easy for him though, so of course he was going to beat himself up about it. At least Dorian was unreservedly understanding. He wanted what was best for Khai and truthfully, Khai just wanted what was best for him to. He finished up at the store buying a bottle of Rosè, ingredients for two different types of cakes, and everything he would need to make chicken cacciatore. He wanted this day to be special, regardless of anything else going on. Pushing his worry and self doubt to the back of his mind, he made his way back to Dorians. Carrying all the bags inside before setting them down and running right into his lovers arms. “I’m sorry I took so long, baby. I promise I’ll be quick” he smiled. Wrapping his arms around Dori’s neck as he pulled him in for a lingering kiss. “Oh... and happy birthday. Again” he chuckled. Knowing. Full well he had said it at least 20 times already. Should he go for the whole 29?

DORIAN After speaking to Khai about what had happened with Emily in California, Dorian got the feeling that Khai was still conflicted about what to do about the situation. Even though his heart seemed to be here with Dorian and he knew that Khai wanted to continue celebrating his birthday as planned, he knew Khai well enough at this point to understand that Khai was still worried about Emily and wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing by staying home. But like he'd said when he tried to reassure Khai earlier on the phone, it wasn't like he didn't care because he was staying home. He was still invested, he would still check in with Jaycee and Aaron for updates. He'd just preferred to stay at home with Dorian. But one thing that he and Khai seemed to have in common was their concern for others' well being--sometimes more than their own. So, he could empathize. But, they were both making the conscious choice to hope for the best when it came to Emily, but to also focus on enjoying Dorian's birthday. So, that's exactly what they would do. When Khai let himself back into the house with the spare key Dorian had given him for the weekend, Dorian rose from his seat on the couch and eagerly sprinted over to the door to catch his lover in his arms. "Don't worry, baby, it's okay. I'm a pretty patient person. I'm just glad you're here," Dorian told him honestly. As Khai's arms came up around his neck, Dorian's arms snaked around Khai's waist and he kissed the shorter male back softly and sweetly. "Thank you, baby," He laughed. He loved how excited Khai was about his birthday. He thought it was precious.

Khai. Khai just looked at Dorian with so much admiration. He was truly the most understanding and patient person he had ever met. He still wasn’t so sure how he ended up in this position with the other male. But, fuck! He was absolutely captivated and soaking it up. “Well, that makes one of us” he mused with a slightly crooked smile. His lips pressing back to his lovers in a more passionate and heated kiss before he pulled away. He had to pull away or else he wouldn’t be able to. He was so addicted to kissing Dorian and to be quiet honest. He could stand right there kissing him all day long. He reached his hand out to caress the musicians face before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and just taking in his features for a moment. “Okay, I better get started” he grinned. Walking backwards toward the kitchen as he licked his lips. “So... which do you like better. Strawberry banana cream cake or mint chocolate chip cookie crumble cake?” he asked. His face still riddled with adoration. But his tone was a bit more serious. “Cause one of them is gonna be a weed cake. This is if you don’t mind me baking a weed cake in your kitchen?” he asked with a raised brow.

DORIAN Dorian laughed softly at Khai admitting that he wasn’t patient. Fair enough. Dorian could be patient for the both of them. When the kiss deepened and became more passionate, he found himself having trouble pulling away as well. Khai’s kisses were mystifying. Dorian leaned into Khai’s touch when he pulled away and caressed his face, smiling brightly at him. “Mint chocolate chip cookie crumble cake!” Dorian answered immediately, practically salivating at the thought of it. He then laughed and walked towards the kitchen, sitting on one of the bar stools by the island. “I don’t mind you baking a weed cake. If I’m not gonna eat it, you might as well have something for you, too. Just don’t eat the whole cake in one sitting,” He teased.

Khai. How the fuck was it even possible that Dorian got more and more adorable with each word or reaction? Khai could barely contain himself. He found himself wanting to jump on Dorian and just eat him up at like 50 times a day. He let out a soft chuckle of his own at the way Dori jumped at the mint chocolate chip crumble cake. Not even giving it any consideration before lighting up like a kid in Christmas. It made Khai’s heart skip a beat and he legit almost tripped over his own feet. “You got it baby” he winked. Laughing again at himself before shaking his head. “Well, it’s not exactly for me. So I don’t think you have to worry about that” he grinned. Pulling the ingredients out of the bag before fumbling around for a mixing bowl. “I kinda told everyone in the group chat I’d make them a weed cake if they said happy birthday to you” he beamed. Rubbing the stubble on his chin lightly as he looked around for a mixer. “You gonna watch me bake?” he asked. His eyes illuminating  his more timorous characteristics.

DORIAN Dorian grinned and clapped his hands excitedly when Khai confirmed that he’d be baking him the mint chocolate chip cake. He tilted his head in confusion when Khai mentioned that the other cake wasn’t exactly for him then laughed when he explained that he’d promised the group chat a weed cake for wishing him happy birthday. “So you bribed them?” He shook his head and laughed a little more. “Yeah, is it okay that I watch?” He wondered. “If not, I can go back to the couch and watch a movie or something.”

Khai. “I might have. But it was only with the best intentions” he grinned cheekily. The excitement he felt just from watching Dorians excitement had him nearly bursting at the seams. “No it’s okay. You can watch me if you want to” he grin a bit more seductively. Obviously twisting the words into a more sexual word play. “But I get to watch you later” he winked again. Bringing his thumb up to his mouth to trail it seductively across his tongue. God! He was terrible. He grabbed the cake mix and tore it open to dump into the bowl and squinted a bit as he tried to read the back of the box. “Shit.. hold on” he mumbled before hastily moving over to his bag to grab his glasses and then returned ready to get started. Adding everything carefully measured into the bowl before mixed it all together. His muscles flexing as he worked everything together. It came so naturally to him it was almost like he wasn’t even trying at all. His concentration shifting between his craft and the beautiful man watching him. He dumped the mixture into a cake pan and then popped it into the over before turning around to suck his fingers clean. “You wanna lick the bowl baby?” he asked coquettishly.

DORIAN Dorian shook his head, laughing again. “Was that even really necessary? They probably would have said it without your prompting. Or not. If they had to  be bribed to say it, they didn’t care in the first place.” He snickered, smirking at the suggestive tone Khai used. He raised his eyebrows and wondered what exactly Khai would be watching him do later. Regardless, he played along and winked back. He gasped softly when he saw Khai put his glasses on. “Oh,” Dorian murmured, clearly liking what he saw. He then watched intently as Khai finally started the baking process, smiling to himself at how cute and domestic it was. He bit his lip when Khai turned around and sucked his fingers. He smirked again at Khai’s suggestive flirting and shook his head. “Nah, I’m good, I’ll just lick you later.”

Khai. “Well, it was exactly like that. I threatened I wouldn’t be their friend anymore if they didn’t say it. But then they did so I told them I’d bake them a cake” he grinned. None of it was really  necessary at all. But, Khai was just excited and trying to be a supportive boyfriend or whatever he was. He could feel Dorians eyes on him, and the oh he made when he put his glasses on. It made him blush even more. He hardly ever wore glasses, but he did need them to read. So there was no hiding them now. Once he finished the first cake he let out an amused chuckle. “Yeah you will” he grinned. Setting the stuff up for the second cake before adding the weed and walking over to Dorian, turning him around on the stool. “You’re very distracting you know that?” he asked. Kissing him slow and sweet before pulling away again. “You wanna help me?”” he asked as he walked back over to his original spot. as he placed the second cake in the oven and pulled out the first. His eyes tempting the musician as he started to add whipper cream to the hot cake without even waiting for it to cool.

DORIAN Dorian raised his eyebrows and shook his head in disbelief. “You had pure intentions, but that still sounds like bribery,” He teased. He smirked when he noticed Khai blushing. It didn’t happen often but every time it did, it made Dorian feel accomplished. As well as endeared. He really did look cute in those glasses, even if he evidently only needed them to read. He watched adoringly as Khai baked the first cake, getting more and more excited to eat it as time went on. He winked when Khai agreed that he’d be kicking him later because duh, of course he would be. Dorian kissed Khai back adoringly, pouting when Khai pulled away prematurely. “Didn’t you just say I was a distraction? If I come over there, I can guarantee you I’ll only get worse. Especially with you looking as cute as you do in those glasses.”

Khai. He almost pouted way to obviously when Dorian repeated that he would be  a distraction for him. But his lips curved up into another smile as he blushed at the compliment. “You like these?” he asked with a bashful chuckle. Pushing the cake to the side and climbing up onto the counter to sit directly in front of Dorian. His legs draping on each side of him as he raked his hands through his hair. “You... ughh” he chuckled again. Unable to find the exact words to describe how he made him feel. Instead he leaned down and kissed him again. Teasing his lovers lips with his tongue as he hummed softly. The smell of weed baking filling the air around them, but Khai paid no mind to it at all.

DORIAN The little pout on Khai’s face didn’t get past Dorian, but he didn’t address it because of the smile and blush that followed. “You are so damn cute when you blush. And yes, I do like them. Makes you look like the sexiest librarian who ever lived. Or a hot teacher. I’m totally into it,” He told him, chuckling at himself for being so silly. Once Khai hopped onto the counter, Dorian stepped closer so he was directly in between Khai’s legs. He moaned softly as Khai raked his fingers through his hair and then kissed him back when Khai pressed his lips to his. He nipped at Khai’s lower lip playfully, moaning into the kiss. “I’m not above fucking you right here in my kitchen, baby. You’re testing me.”

Khai. “Liar” he grinned. But he fully knew Dorian meant what he was saying. He could see it all over his face and it made his heart flip flop in his chest. “Oh, you’re into in huh?” he asked. His tongue pressing to his teeth as he smiled devilishly. He wrapped his legs around Dorians waist and pulled him closer as he kissed him. Winning softly as Dorian nipped at the sore he created on his lip a couple nights before. He liked it though, he got off on pain as demented as they may sound to someone else. “Oh yeah? You gonna have your way with me right here, daddy?” he asked with mirth. His hands reaching down to pull his lovers shirt from his body before letting them trail lightly over his chest. His eyes taking in every definition of his muscles and tattoos. “Who’s this? Cecilia?” he asked pointing to the tattoo of a woman on his arm.

DORIAN Dorian rolled his eyes. He knew Khai only called him a liar to get him worked up but he hated that it always worked. It’s just that integrity meant a lot to him and he never wanted that to be questioned, joking or otherwise. Plus, he hated lying in general but he would never lie to someone he loved. “I am into it. You’re so hot,” He mused, leaning in closer to his beautiful lover. He kept the kiss slow and languid, savoring every second of it. God, he loved kissing Khai. He’d never get tired of it. He ran his tongue over Khai’s lower lip, wanting entrance. “Yeah. I am. Right here, right now, baby,” He confirmed, getting more and more turned on by the second. The two of them were insatiable—it was almost ridiculous. But they really couldn’t get enough of each other. Dorian looked at Khai adoringly as he took off his shirt and ran his fingers over his body. Dorian shook his head, smiling lightly. “Nah. Actually, this is a tribute to my mom.”

Khai. It was evident in Dorians face that he didn’t like being called a liar. But Khai couldn’t help himself. He knew better than that anyway. He knew Dorian would never lie to him and that just made it easier for him to tease about it. Regardless, if Dori ever told him to quit and was firm. He definitely would. He didn’t want to upset him, not ever. To Khai it was all just about being flirty and testing the limits. “No baby, you’re so hot” he countered. His lips easily parting for Dorian as he melted into the kiss as he always did. The passion between these two burned red hot and he was already starting to moan against his lips. That was until he was pulling away and asking stupid questions. “Oh” he chuckled softly to the answer he received. “So, I guess it’s fair to say your mum has seen me naked and approves?” He asked raising his brow.

DORIAN The kiss was really getting heated before Khai pulled away and he groaned when he did only to laugh at Khai’s next question. “I guess you could say that.” He chuckled. “My mom knows I have great taste, though. I’m sure she’d think you were really handsome. And my sisters have already seen you and think you’re smoking hot,” He admitted. “How long before the cake is done? I don’t want it to burn before I’m done having my way with you.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and winked at his lover.

Khai. Khai honestly didn’t think he was very attractive. But he knew others found him to be, so it made him blush. Shaking his head slightly before dropping his head to Dorians shoulder and kissing his neck. “Keep. Your. Sisters. Away. From. Me” he mused between soft pecks to his lovers neck. He was only teasing but he didn’t want to be tempted either. If they looked anything like Dorian he could possibly be in a lot of trouble. At least in the flirting department. Unless they were kids than that was okay. “Uhm...” he hummed lifting his head and turning to look at the oven. “It’s probably done” he laughed. “You wanna get it? Or you gonna make me move?” He grinned back. Biting at the tip of his tongue as his hands trailed down to his lovers waistline.

DORIAN Dorian smiled seeing Khai blush again and kissed his lover’s flushed cheek. He hummed contently as Khai kissed over his shoulder and neck. He listened to Khai talk about keeping his sisters away from him and even though he knew Khai was only kidding, he still narrowed his eyes at him anyway although it was hard to keep a straight face and you could see him cracking a little. “Khai, they’re my sisters. If you hit on them, that’d just be straight up disrespectful.” He regained his composure though, completely serious about the next words that came out of his mouth. “Besides, you are mine. Do you hear me? You belong to me. No one else can have you. You are all mine and mine alone. Understand?” With that, he pulled back and reached over to turn the oven off and then walked over to the drawer next to the stove to retrieve his oven mitts, putting them on. “I got it.” He opened the oven door and bent over to grab the cake off the rack and pulled it out, setting it on top of the stove. He then took the mitts off, closed the oven, and turned on his heel walking towards the couch.

Khai. It was a bit hard to read Dorians reaction. Even though his face was cracking slightly, the words held pretty damn firm. “Yeah, I know. I was just kidding. I’m just terrible” he forced a grin. Was he really mad? Khai didn’t know. But the next words sent a shiver right now his spine. “I- uh. yeah, I hear you” he nodded. “I’m all yours and only yours. Always” he added. He watched Dorian grab the cake from the oven and then head toward the couch. His stomach sinking a bit because he was pretty sure he pissed him off. He was always pissing people off so his head immediately went there. “Hey.. where are you going?” he asked. Pulling his glasses off his face and placing them onto the counter before jumping down. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be disrespectful” his voice softened to an almost scared child sound.

DORIAN Dorian was feeling a mix of emotions. He knew Khai was kidding and he didn’t think Khai would actually hit on his sisters, especially not in front of him. But did he really know that for sure? Because in reality, they weren’t together. What would really stop him from hitting on whoever he wanted? When Dorian got possessive and dominant, Khai seemed to mean what he said, but maybe Dorian had just scared him. Why would Khai even say that in the first place though? Dorian was beating himself up for even thinking about it because he knew it was just supposed to be a joke, but Dorian was no stranger to someone he cared about choosing someone else over him. On top of that, he was very close to his sisters who Khai hadn’t even met yet, so that made it even worse. He walked away to cool off, because he felt silly for even being slightly upset about it. He didn’t want to drive Khai away with his insecurities; but, at the same time, that joke was in poor taste. He sighed, grabbing the remote off the coffee table and flipping through the channels as he sat down. Hearing Khai apologize to him and how small he sounded, Dorian just felt even guiltier. “You were joking... I just... didn’t take the joke very well.”

Khai. Oh wow, way to go Khai. He thought to himself. His jokes were always getting him in trouble, and although he was working on them. This one would definitely take the cake. No pun intended. The weren’t together officially, but Khai honestly didn’t even want anyone else. All he could think about constantly was Dorian. Maybe he just wanted to see if he would believe that? Whatever made him say it, it was stupid and he felt like complete shit about it. He followed Dorian into the living room and pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. He just stood there looking at him and he could feel his heart sink. “Dori... I’m sorry” he finally said. Walking closer and taking the remote from him he tossed it onto the couch. He straddled over him and grabbed his face looking deep into his eyes. “Listen to me okay. Sometimes I say really stupid shit. I don’t know if it’s because I’m testing you or maybe I’m just scared of losing you. I don’t know. But I want you, all of you, only you. I’m an idiot okay. I’m sorry, really sorry. In my my mind you’re already my boyfriend. I’m not going anywhere and I don’t want you to either baby.”

DORIAN If it were possible, Dorian would have already reached into his chest, grabbed his heart, and handed it to Khai. That’s how invested he was and just how much he adored him. He only wanted him. He’d never wanted anyone more. He was just afraid—afraid to get his heart broken again. And that’s why he’d been so hesitant to give them an official title. Yes, they’d only been seeing each other for a short while, but he’d developed such strong feelings in that short time, so the timing wasn’t entirely relevant. He just wanted to protect himself. But now he was starting to worry if his fear would be the thing that ended them before they even began. Dorian could feel Khai’s eyes on him but couldn’t bear to look at him. He felt so weak. He heard him apologize again and truth be told, he’d already forgiven him. He was just guilty and embarrassed at this point. When Khai took the remote from him and straddled him, it forced Dorian to look at him. Immediately, on instinct, his hands came up to rest on Khai’s hips. “I’m really scared of losing you too. It seems like every time I fall for someone, it never works out. They either decide that someone else is better for them or they... they leave. And I couldn’t handle it if that happened again. I don’t have the strength.” In Dorian’s eyes, you could see all the pain he’d been through. The turmoil he’d tried so hard to overcome and to hide from people. He wanted to seem strong. Like he could handle anything. Like he’d always be okay. But Khai had his heart in his hands, so Dorian couldn’t hide from him even if he wanted to. “I only want you, too. You have me. I’m all yours. I don’t wanna go anywhere.” He trailed off, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat. “Please... please don’t leave,” Dorian begged, his voice barely even a whisper.

Khai. Looking into Dorians eyes he could tell he was hurting. Maybe not so much by the words he had said, but just in general. Khai knew that pain himself. Sure, a lot of people may have wanted him. But they always left and chose to be with someone else over him. Calling him toxic and unstable. He broke Khai hearing those words, but he had gotten so good at hiding it that he came off almost as if he didn’t really care. He did care, he cared so much. He beat himself up so often because he just wanted to be better, accepted, really wanted fully and completely. Right before he met Dorian, he told Jaycee he was going to let people use him until he found the right one. But he didn’t really wanna be used. Which was also probably over shadowed by how he would jump from person to person. He was just looking to fit somewhere. He fit here, right here in Dorians arms. Even if things were moving fast, he knew he belonged. He didn’t wanna rush it, but deep down he also felt like if he didn’t he’d lose it. He wanted to claim Dori in the only way he really knew how, and sure that was a struggle considering Dorian wanted to wait. But it was important to him and that made it important to Khai too. He wasn’t going anywhere, in fact, he felt like maybe he was a bit too much a times. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Dorians forehead and then rested his own forehead against his. “I’m not leaving, I promise. I’m yours Dorian, only yours. I love you” he said firmly. He wanted Dorian to know he really meant it. He adored Dorian so much and he felt so empty when he wasn’t around. But instead of that usual need to fill the emptiness with someone else. He just wanted to with him. He craved him in every possible way there was to crave some body. His hands slid down to his lovers neck and he pressed his lips to his in a soft submitting kiss. Every emotion he felt for this man before him pouring out against his lips as his hands and lips began to tremble.

DORIAN Dorian sat in the silence for a while, slowly wrapping his arms around Khai’s waist and hugging him close. He’d just poured his heart out completely—in a way that he hadn’t done in years. But he knew that Khai understood. He didn’t even have to tell him that he did. He felt it. He knew a little bit about what Khai had been through as well and knew that they had gone through similar situations when it came to trying to find love. That was exactly why he really wanted this to work. And despite how scared he still was, he had a feeling that it would. Dorian felt that he and Khai were made for another. He felt like everything they’d gone through in life had been to prepare one another for the love they found in each other. And it was love. He knew it. He smiled lightly at the kiss to his forehead and let out a sigh of relief. As painful as it had been, it was freeing to get those emotions off his chest and for Khai to understand how he felt. He nodded. “I’m yours too, baby. I love you, too.” He hummed contently as Khai’s hands rested on his neck and he brought his lips to his. He kissed back lovingly, also pouring every ounce of emotion that he felt towards Khai into the kiss.

Khai. They never really had to say much to know that they were on the same page. Their eyes did all the talking, and their body language assured it. Khai was never really good at expressing his deep emotions, he always found it easier to just show them, and thankfully Dorian understood. He seemed to be the exact same way. They were still learning things about each other, but it didn’t matter if they were polar opposites on the other side of it all. Here in this bubble together, they were one. There wasn’t a single thing Dorian could do to make him want to leave at this point and he was pretty sure the feeling was mutual. He continued to kiss him with every thing he had and then pulled away to look at him again. “Dori... I know your scared and I am too. But I want you to be my boyfriend” he said softly. He was so scared of being shot down, but even if he was he wasn’t going anywhere. He just needed to put his feelings out there and have them heard. “To me you already are. You’re the one I want and it’s fast... so fast. I know it is. But I need you, I want you, I crave you. You don’t have to say anything now. I don’t wanna rush you. I always rush, I know I do. I know most times I bounce once rejected too. But I’m not going to do that. I’m yours, whether you want to accept me or not or own me, or whatever you wanna call it” he softly chuckled at himself. “I’m just trying to say, I am completely, madly, deeply, hopelessly, maybe even a bit pathetically in love with you.... and I want to be your boyfriend.”

DORIAN Dorian kept kissing Khai with all of his might until suddenly the kiss was broken. When it did and Khai looked at him, he could tell by Khai’s facial expression that he had something heavy on his mind. But he hadn’t been expecting the next words that came out of his mouth. Before he could even fully register what was said and formulate a response, Khai was talking again and had launched into somewhat of a speech. Dorian listened intently, hearing him out and letting him get his feelings out—like Khai had just done for him a moment ago. Everything Khai was saying was making Dorian’s heart race and his stomach flutter. He knew that Khai was being genuine. One thing about Khai that struck Dorian immediately was how honest he’d been with him from the very beginning. He knew Khai wouldn’t tell him these deep, meaningful things if they weren’t true. He smiled at Khai, gazing at him with so much love and admiration in his heart. “I want to be your boyfriend, too,” He said simply, grinning at the beautiful man on his lap that he loved so much.

Khai. The way Dorian was looking at him as he spilled his heart all over him made his entire body tremble with emotion. It was a good thing he was still wearing his shirt though, otherwise Dorian probably would have seen just how hard and fast his heart was racing. Khai definitely wasn’t the type to just throw words to the wind, but he knew a lot of times he came off that way. The last thing he wanted was for Dorian to think he was just trying to win him over. That wasn’t the case at all. Wait... what? He started at Dori for a moment just trying to register his words and make Damn sure he heard him right. “You do?” he asked. A smile of pure elation spreading across his lips as he fell backwards off of Dorians lap. His heart exploding with exhilarating joy as he laid there completely taken.

DORIAN Dorian giggled and nodded his head, a bright grin spread across his face. “Of course I do,” He told him like it was the most obvious thing ever. Because, to him, it kind of was. “I want to be your boyfriend. I will be your boyfriend. I am your boyfriend, baby.”  He gasped when Khai fell off his lap, worried that he might have hurt himself until he leaned over and saw him lying there looking completely ecstatic. He giggled again and got down on the floor with him, hovering above his body and kissing him softly and sweetly.

Khai. Dorians words rang in his ears like the best love song he had ever heard in his entire life. His heart pounding so hard and tears filling his eyes. But not sad tears. His smile was so big his face was literally starting to hurt. He felt Dorian crawl over him and his arms wrapped around his neck. His hands gripped at his hair and he kissed him back just as sweetly. “I love you” he mumbled into the kiss before rolling them over so that he was straddled in top of him. Pulling his own shirt over his head before tossing it aside. “I wanna make love to you. Right now” he informed. Connecting their lips again in a more passionate and needy kiss.

DORIAN Dorian moaned softly into the kiss when Khai gripped his hair. He had a feeling Khai was well aware at this point of what a weakness that was for him and that’s why he kept doing it. “I love you, too,” He murmured back against Khai’s lips. He licked his lips after Khai rolled them over so he was on top and took off his shirt. One sight Dorian would probably never get sick of was the sight of Khai with his shirt off. God, his boyfriend was so hot. His boyfriend. Khai was his boyfriend. Even just thinking about that made him giddy. Dorian kissed Khai back just as passionately and with just as much need, but still murmured in between kisses. “I want you, too, baby... So badly... but what about the dinner you had planned?”

Khai. Khai pressed his hands against Dorians pecks as he looked down at him. The sight of his boyfriend laying below him causing him to smile idiotically. He leaned down to kiss him again and this time he was definitely on a sheer mission of desire and passions. He could hear Dorian mumbling between kisses about dinner but he didn’t stop. His hands moving to his waistline to undo his pants as he smiled against their kiss. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of you baby” he hummed into the kiss. “I just need you right now” he added. His lips moving across his boyfriends jawline to his neck where he bit gently into his skin. God! He was so fucking delicious, and Khai was over the moon with how fucking much he loved and adored him. He craved him entirely.

DORIAN Dorian was on cloud nine at this point. Khai was his boyfriend and he couldn’t be happier. He was so in love, so overjoyed. He hoped this feeling never went away. In addition to that, the way Khai was touching him left goosebumps in his boyfriend’s wake. He moaned in anticipation as Khai undid his pants. “Shit...” Dorian whimpered, completely taken by Khai’s actions and feeling his cock harden in his underwear. “I need you too, baby. Please... fuck me,” he whispered. It wasn’t often that Dorian wanted to bottom, and he was sure that would probably surprise Khai as well, but something about the way Khai was touching him and how he said he wanted to make love to him... it made Dorian want to be fucked. “I need you inside me. I wanna feel you, baby,” Dorian purred as Khai kissed and nipped at the skin of his neck, rocking his hips up against Khai’s.

Khai. The way Dorians body reacted to him turned him on so damn much. He was already chubbing in his own pants just by the sound of his boyfriends moans and words. “Really?” he asked. Lifting his head up to look down into Dorians eyes. An enthralled grin pulling at his lips as he slid his hand into his boyfriends pants. Pulling them down with the other as he started to stroke him. His thumb lightly brushing over his lovers tip as he felt his precum. “Do you have any lube?” he asked before bringing his thumb up to drag across his tongue. Tasting his boyfriend as he looked down at him ardently.

DORIAN Dorian nodded. “Really. I need you. You’re so fucking hot and I love you so much. Make love to me, please,” He begged, desperate for his boyfriend to be inside of him. When he bottomed, he got like this. Needy and eager to be fucked. He just wanted Khai so badly. And he knew Khai would make him feel so good. He gasped, throwing his head back and his mouth gaping open as Khai started stroking his cock and a moan fell from his lips. He was painfully hard now at just the thought of Khai fucking him. Dorian nodded again when asked if he had lube. “I do. In my bedroom,” He informed him.

Khai. Khai could feel his boyfriend throbbing with need in his hand. His words laced with suck a fervent need for him that it caused goosebumps all throughout him. “Okay baby, I’ll make love to you. I’m gonna make you feel so good” he promised. A grin of satisfaction spreading across his lips as he watched Dorian practically crumble with need. He hovered over him for a moment, sucking Dori’s bottom lip between his only and tugging on it with his teeth before moving to whisper into his ear. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back” he instructed. Nipping his ear before pulling away and heading to the bathroom to grab the lube. He didn’t always use lube himself, but he wanted to be respectful of his boyfriends beautiful body. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him, especially since this wasn’t something he normally did. He undid his own pants and took them off before heading back to Dorian who was so patiently waiting for him where he had left him.

DORIAN Dorian trembled in anticipation as Khai told him that he would make love to him. He wondered if this role reversal was turning Khai on as much as it did him. He loved being a top, but every now and then he got a random urge to be dicked down—and this happened to be one of those times. He whimpered lightly as Khai tugged on his bottom lip and then whispered in his ear. He laid there patiently, waiting for him to come back, realizing that he was obviously going to go get the lube. The fact that he didn’t even bother changing locations and was just gonna fuck Dorian right here on the living room floor was a good sign that he needed Dorian just as badly as Dorian needed him. When Khai returned, with his pants already off, Dorian trembled again with need. He was so enamored with his beautiful, incredibly sexy boyfriend.

Khai. Khai was honestly a bit surprised that Dorian didn’t even bother to get on the couch or anything. But he wasn’t complaining. He kneeled back down between his boyfriends legs and began to stroke himself. Lubing himself up and getting harder with each stroke as he watched Dorians face. “Take these off” he yanked at his pants with his free hand to pull them down even more than they were. Leaning forward  just enough to kitten lick at his boyfriends length as he continued to stroke himself. “God, you’re so fucking sexy” he practically moaned as his eyes scanned his boyfriends beautiful body.

DORIAN Dorian felt his heart pumping hard in his chest as Khai knelt in between his legs. He watched Khai stroke himself and practically salivated at the sight of his cock. He wanted it inside him so badly and it took everything in him not to reach out and touch it for himself. He took his pants off obediently like he was told and then moaned when Khai teased his cock with his tongue. “You’re one to talk, baby.. holy shit. I’m so fucking lucky.”

Khai. It turned Khai on so much that Dorian was being so obedient. He wasn’t usually the dominant one between the pair, but it was so sexy to watch his boyfriends reactions to me. He looked up as he sucked the tip of Dorians cock between his lips and he smiled as he pulled away with a soft pop. “Oh no baby, I’m the lucky one” he said with a low raspy bedroom voice. His hand moving to grip the back of his boyfriends leg as he pushed it forward a bit. His bottom lip tucking between his teeth as he aligned himself with his lovers entrance. Teasing him with just his tip for a moment by putting it in and taking it out and trailing it along his crack.

DORIAN Dorian looked up at Khai with a mix of love and lust in his brown eyes. He moaned again as Khai teasingly sucked just the tip of his cock. It was like torture—in the best kind of way. He knew Khai could be a tease but when Dorian was in the dominant role, he could handle it just by spanking Khai or bending him over or throwing him on the bed. Now that the roles were reversed, he was practically powerless and just had to succumb to Khai’s will. He smiled sheepishly when Khai called himself the lucky one. God, he loved this man. His stomach did flips as Khai pushed his leg back, knowing that meant he was going to be inside him soon. It’d been so long since the last time he’d bottomed. He was nervous, but also really excited. Dorian gasped and let out a little whimper as Khai teased him by pushing just the tip in at first and then pulling out and rubbing against the crack of his ass. “Baby, stop teasing...” He whined.

Khai. Khai definitely could be a tease. Edging was probably his best skill when it came to playing in the bedroom. But sometimes he tended to get a bit carried away. He just wanted Dorian to want him so bad that when he finally gave himself he could barely handle it. He could see it in his boyfriends eyes though that it had already been the case. “You want me baby?” He asked, already know the answer and not waiting for a response. Pushing deep into his boyfriends anus as he rolled his hips as their bodied connected. “Shiiiit baby... you’re so fucking tight” he moaned. His lips parting with pleasure as he could feel his piercing rubbing against the deepest part of his lover. He let his body weight press into him as he hovered over him to press their lips together. His hips rolling against him as his hand came up to grab his boyfriends face. Clenching it firmly as he kissed him fervently.

DORIAN Even though the question had been rhetorical, Dorian answered anyway. “Yessss, baby, I want you so bad!” It wasn’t long at all before he got what he was asking for. He hissed at the slight pain that initially happened when Khai slid into him but it didn’t take long for the pain to be replaced with pleasure. God, it been so long since he’d felt this and he’d forgotten just how good it could feel. And the sensation of feeling Khai’s piercing brush against his prostate was definitely new and interesting. “Ungh, baby you feel amazing,” Dorian moaned. He kissed Khai back softly and slowly and moaned against his lips when Khai started moving. “I love you,” He murmured against his lips before going in for another fiery kiss.

Khai. Khai loved that Dorian answered him anyway. Because just hearing those words made him twitch with excitement. His hips raising and falling with a bit more intensity as his mouth parted against his boyfriends. He didn’t really make a whole lot of noise. Only hard breaths and soft grunts passed his lips as he hit into Dorians prostate with sharp prominent thrusts. “Fu-ck” he breathed out pushing Dorians leg up even further to get a deeper angle. His thrusts beginning to pick up speed and then slowing down,  before picking  up again.  He did this over and over before his hand slid down to the base of Dorians neck. Gripping tightly as he began to really drill into him balls deep.

DORIAN Dorian moaned as Khai’s thrusts picked up in intensity. He felt so good inside him. When Khai’s lips parted, he slipped his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth, tasting and exploring. Kissing him like this while he was inside him for the first time was so intimate. Dorian loved every second of it. It was clear that Khai was a little rougher as a top. He wasn’t holding back, already pounding into Dorian hard. Dorian whimpered, still getting used to being fucked for the first time in so long but still loving it. He broke the kiss and looked up at Khai, watching him at work. He moaned as the thrusts alternated speeds, grinding his ass down against Khai’s thrusts. Feeling Khai’s hand around his throat choking him was new—but not unwelcome. He moaned louder as Khai started fucking him hard, fast, and deep.

Khai. Khai made eye contact with Dorian as he looked up at him. Searching his boyfriends eyes for any sign of discomfort as he continued to thrust into him over and over. His hand was tight around his neck, but not too tight. The vision of it though was causing Khai’s body to tremble with desire. Dorian looked so sexy like this. Hell, he was always sexy,  but like this. Giving in to him. It was a whole different kind of sexy. “Do you like that baby?” he asked through hard breaths. Noticing Dorian was a lot less vocal like this. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him so he had to be sure. His thrusts slowing a bit as he rolled his hips deep against his lovers prostate.

DORIAN Dorian was overwhelmed with pleasure as Khai continued to pound into him. He didn’t know what exactly he’d been expecting when he let Khai top him for the first time, but it wasn’t this. He wasn’t disappointed by any means, but he was a little surprised by how enthusiastic Khai was about it. But he probably shouldn’t have been. This was probably how he’d been with most people before Dorian came along. He let out soft little moans and whimpers, grinding down onto Khai’s cock to meet his thrusts, his own cock throbbing. Dorian just nodded at Khai’s question, seemingly unable to make any other sounds at the moment besides moans. He gasped softly as Khai hit his prostate in a certain way that made his knees buckle.

Khai. Khai’s eyes fell shut as Dorian pushed back onto him. He was so deep and the way his lovers body practically buckled under him made him moan loudly. His ass clenched around him with just the right amount of pressure to really drive Khai insane with pleasure. His thrusts began to pick up again, his body slapping hard against his boyfriends as he tightened his grip even more around his neck. “Oh fuck...” he growled from the back of his throat. His body trembling with pleasure as his release began to build. “I’m gonna... “he began to say but instead his mouth just dropped open. “Uhhhhnnn... shiiit” he hissed as he felt himself cum almost a bit prematurely.

DORIAN Dorian could tell that Khai was really enjoying this opportunity to top him and Dorian was enjoying it too. Khai’s grip on his throat was making it difficult for him to speak so he was only able to let out small moans as Khai pounded into him vigorously. The growl that came from Khai turned Dorian on so much that his back arched and he nearly came with his cock barely even being touched. When Khai warned him that he was close to cumming, Dorian whimpered, wanting them to get off at the same time. He gripped Khai’s arm and squeezed, hoping he’d interpret that as encouragement.

Khai. Khai was definitely getting lost in the overwhelming pleasure. His boyfriend arching his back and pushing back on him causing him to moan louder. Fuck! He was so fucking sexy. Dorian squeezed his arm and Khai loosened his grip on his boyfriends neck. He wasn’t sure if that was what he was implying. But the last thing he want to do was hurt him or turn him off from ever doing this again. He kept his thrusts hard and fast as his hand moved from Dorians throat to his cock. Stroking him vigorously as he encouraged him to cum with him.

DORIAN When Khai loosened the grip on his neck, Dorian exhaled deeply a few times. It wasn’t often that he got choked in bed and it was something he was going to have to get accustomed to, but he didn’t hate it. “You’re fucking me so good, baby,” He purred. “You feel amazing. Unnghhh, I’m gonna cum.” He kept pushing back onto Khai’s hips, matching Khai thrust for thrust and moaning as Khai began to stroke his throbbing cock. “Fuckfuckfuck, so close. God, don’t stop. Fuck!”

Khai. The way Dorian was practically gasping for air was so sexy to Khai. Some of his kinks may have been a bit sick or twisted for most. But, the way Dorian was reacting to him was such a fucking turn on. “Yes baby... you like that? You fuckin love this cock don’t you?” he growled with a raspy lustful tone. His breaths hard as his body began to shake with pleasure. “I’m right there with you baby” he moaned. His hand stroking his boyfriends cock hard and fast as he pounded into him vigorously. “Fuck... yesss... oh god” he groaned through clenched teeth. “Fuuuuuck” he practically yelled as his cum shot out of him deep into his lovers hole.

DORIAN "Yes! I fucking love your cock, baby. You fuck me so good!" Dorian replied, meaning every word and still bouncing his ass back against Khai's hips. When Dorian bottomed, he became so hungry for it. It was like a complete 180. Like a switch had been flipped for a small pocket of time. This just proved how comfortable he'd become with Khai, because he'd never be comfortable showing this side of himself to just anybody. He had to trust them; and, he indeed trusted Khai. Dorian moaned erotically as Khai stroked his cock and soon, he felt Khai's hot cum spill deep inside his hole and he came as well, spilling all over Khai's hand. "Khaiiiii," He whined, completely blissful.

Khai. Khai absolutely loved how open Dorian was being with him. It made him realize just how much he actually did trust him, and he trusted him completely as well. There wasn’t anything Khai wouldn’t feel completely comfortable doing with him at this point. Their bodies had become like one, and they were so damn addicted to each other already. Making his boyfriend cum had quickly become one of Khai’s most favorite things to do. “Yesss baby” he moaned a bit exasperatedly. His hard breaths hitting against Dorians neck as he placed soft lazy kisses to his skin. “I love you so much” he smiled. Pulling out of his boyfriend to hold him close.

DORIAN Khai’s praise as he came only served as just as much of a turn on. Dorian would never be over just how sexy his boyfriend was. He also couldn’t get over the fact that he was his now—officially. All his. He couldn’t be any luckier, or any happier for that matter. He hummed contently as his boyfriend placed soft kisses against his skin. “I love you, too. Happy birthday to me,” he murmured with a lazy grin.

Khai. Khai was in complete awe of this man. He never would have ever expected Dorian Taylor to actually be his boyfriend. But now he was, and Khai was completely over the moon. Laying in his new boyfriends arms with a love drunk smile pasted on his lips. “Yes, daddy. Happy birthday to you indeed” he said with with an intoxicated chuckle. Placing his hand on Dorians cheek to kiss him languidly. “I better get back to those cakes so I can cook you dinner” he spoke softly against his lovers lips. Not even bothering to open  his eyes as he let himself melt into the feeling of their lips brushing together. Their breath was  caressing so warm against one another’s moist lips. “I want to spoil you baby. Anything you want today, it’s yours!”

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The Bride Test by Helen Hoang

London Celebrities series by Lucy Parker

Warbreaker by Brandon Sanderson

Meet Cute by Helen Hunting

Wicked Beautiful by J.T. Geissinger

Unmarriageable by Soniah Kamal

The Bride Test by Helen Hoang

Genres: Romance, Contemporary, New Adult

Synopsis:

Khai Diep has no feelings. Well, he feels irritation when people move his things or contentment when ledgers balance down to the penny, but not big, important emotions—like grief. And love. He thinks he’s defective. His family knows better—that his autism means he just processes emotions differently. When he steadfastly avoids relationships, his mother takes matters into her own hands and returns to Vietnam to find him the perfect bride. As a mixed-race girl living in the slums of Ho Chi Minh City, Esme Tran has always felt out of place. When the opportunity arises to come to America and meet a potential husband, she can’t turn it down, thinking this could be the break her family needs. Seducing Khai, however, doesn’t go as planned. Esme’s lessons in love seem to be working…but only on herself. She’s hopelessly smitten with a man who’s convinced he can never return her affection. With Esme’s time in the United States dwindling, Khai is forced to understand he’s been wrong all along. And there’s more than one way to love.

Why we love it:

Esme and her journey and growth throughout the book

diverse and well-written characters

romance and love story that builds up slowly

intriguing side characters that we want more of!

Trigger warnings: mentions of xenophobia and racism

London Celebrities series by Lucy Parker

Genres: Romance, Contemporary, New Adult

Synopsis:

This just in: romance takes center stage as West End theatre's Richard Troy steps out with none other than castmate Elaine Graham Richard Troy used to be the hottest actor in London, but the only thing firing up lately is his temper. We all love to love a bad boy, but Richard's antics have made him Enemy Number One, breaking the hearts of fans across the city. Have the tides turned? Has English rose Lainie Graham made him into a new man? Sources say the mismatched pair has been spotted at multiple events, arm in arm and hip to hip. From fits of jealousy to longing looks and heated whispers, onlookers are stunned by this blooming romance. Could the rumors be right? Could this unlikely romance be the real thing? Or are these gifted stage actors playing us all?

Why we love it:

book series full of our favourite tropes like enemies to lovers and fake dating

yet so refreshingly non-cliché

sharp writing, witty dialogues, layered characters

focus on characters’ individual storylines as well as on romance

no “love fixes everything” trope

realistic approach to sex in smut scenes

makes you giddy and happy as you read it

Trigger warnings: sexual assault (book 1), mentions of suicide (book 1), mentions of sexism/misogyny

Warbreaker by Brandon Sanderson

Genres: Fantasy, High Fantasy, Adult

Synopsis:

This is the story of two sisters, who happen to be princesses. Theirs is a world in which those who die in glory return as gods to live confined to a pantheon in Hallandren's capital city. A world transformed by a power based on an essence known as breath. Using magic is arduous as breath can only be collected one unit at a time.

Why we love it:

interesting magic system

Lightsong is one of the funniest characters ever

Viviena has a beautiful arc and it takes her in unexpected places

soft character that is super powerful

mysterious and engaging

political intrigue

Trigger warnings: violence, gore

Meet Cute by Helen Hunting

Genres: Romance, Contemporary, New Adult

Synopsis:

Talk about an embarrassing introduction. On her first day of law school, Kailyn ran - quite literally - into the actor she crushed on as a teenager, ending with him sprawled on top of her. Mortified to discover the Daxton Hughes was also a student in her class, her embarrassment over their meet-cute quickly turned into a friendship she never expected. Of course, she never saw his betrayal coming either... Now, eight years later, Dax is in her office asking for legal advice. Despite her anger, Kailyn can't help feeling sorry for the devastated man who just became sole guardian to his thirteen-year-old sister. But when her boss gets wind of Kailyn's new celebrity client, there's even more at stake than Dax's custody issues: if she gets Dax to work at their firm, she'll be promoted to partner. The more time Kailyn spends with Dax and his sister, the more she starts to feel like a family, and the more she realizes the chemistry they had all those years ago is as fresh as ever. But will they be able to forgive the mistakes of the past, or will one betrayal lead to another?

Why we love it:

romantic comedy style

enemies to lovers trope, our fave!

relatable characters that develop through the story

light and funny story

very much a lovely read

Trigger warnings: mentions of depression, minor character death

Wicked Beautiful by J.T. Geissinger

Genres: Romance, Contemporary, New Adult

Synopsis:

A ruthless businesswoman and the playboy who dumped her long ago find themselves embroiled in a high stakes game of love, lies and revenge. Life coach and best-selling author Victoria Price has it all: a successful career, fabulous friends, a fantastic penthouse in Manhattan. What she doesn’t have—and doesn’t want—is a husband. Fifteen years ago her high school flame broke her heart so badly she swore she’d never love again. Now she makes millions teaching other women how to be just like her: a ruthless bitch. Drop-dead sexy restauranteur and infamous playboy Parker Maxwell has only three rules for the women he dates: no questions about his past, no expectations for the future, and no spending the night. When he meets Victoria, however, he’s willing to break his own rules if it means sating the explosive desire she arouses in him. What he doesn’t know is that the alluring Victoria Price used to be the mousy Isabel Diaz, the girl he deflowered and dumped long ago. Presented with a perfect opportunity for revenge, Victoria decides the game is on. But when her connection with Parker proves more than just skin deep, she has to make a choice: continue with her plan for payback, or risk her career, her reputation, and her heart by taking a second chance on love?

Why we love it:

Lovers to enemies trope

second chance at love trope

interesting pairing - ruthless woman and “playboy” man

overall this entire series is worth reading

Trigger warnings: n/a

Unmarriageable by Soniah Kamal

Genres: Retellings, Romance, Contemporary, Adult

Synopsis:

In this one-of-a-kind retelling of Pride and Prejudice set in modern-day Pakistan, Alys Binat has sworn never to marry--until an encounter with one Mr. Darsee at a wedding makes her reconsider.

A scandal and vicious rumor concerning the Binat family have destroyed their fortune and prospects for desirable marriages, but Alys, the second and most practical of the five Binat daughters, has found happiness teaching English literature to schoolgirls. Knowing that many of her students won't make it to graduation before dropping out to marry and have children, Alys teaches them about Jane Austen and her other literary heroes and hopes to inspire the girls to dream of more.

When an invitation arrives to the biggest wedding their small town has seen in years, Mrs. Binat, certain that their luck is about to change, excitedly sets to work preparing her daughters to fish for rich, eligible bachelors. On the first night of the festivities, Alys's lovely older sister, Jena, catches the eye of Fahad "Bungles" Bingla, the wildly successful—and single—entrepreneur. But Bungles's friend Valentine Darsee is clearly unimpressed by the Binat family. Alys accidentally overhears his unflattering assessment of her and quickly dismisses him and his snobbish ways. As the days of lavish wedding parties unfold, the Binats wait breathlessly to see if Jena will land a proposal—and Alys begins to realize that Darsee's brusque manner may be hiding a very different man from the one she saw at first glance.

Told with wry wit and colorful prose, Unmarriageable is a charming update on Jane Austen's beloved novel and an exhilarating exploration of love, marriage, class, and sisterhood.

Why we love it:

Pakistani version of Pride and Prejudice

interesting characters

storytelling is lit!

it tackles issues women face in Pakistani society

calls out misogyny

Trigger warnings: n/a

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Life update 25 Dec 2019

I right this without my glasses on so please forgive me, I year has passed since I decided to do all this positivity change. This year has been rough, I lost a bit of stuff, stressed a bit more, and even cried more than usual. But in the end I grew as a person and learned how to be proud of the small goals I achieved. I made connections that got me a good job that I actually enjoy, I work at a doctors office now instead of cooking. I’m more connected with my family than I ever was. I also traveled a lot more. I went to New York again in March for a week and then Texas for a month. I also cut out a couple toxic friendships that were drinking related for which I should’ve done sooner. Oh also drinking wise, it’s almost nonexistent at this point. I’m also reading, listening to music, and caring a bit more this year than I have in a while. I guess my next goal is to go back to school just gotta make plans for that... A big thing I learned this year is to be proud of yourself for the small steps in life you made, that everyone has their on pace in life. May it be saying I love you to the people in your life or just getting out bed in the morning. I’m learning to be a better person still, to not be a coward, to speak up when something is bothering me. Maybe this a part of growing up. Losing things and graining things. To quote a good song from khai Dreams “I apologize for all your tears. I wish I could be different. But I'm still growing up”.