#This came like a slap to the face tbh and idk when I'll be over it

[lemongreem]

Getting dumped is kinda wild cause it's like What was I to you? Hymns on a bathroom stall? To be painted over one day after being read by millions? Or will I forever live in a glass case in an empty room you'll never visit? A shrine to things you wish you'd done differently? Maybe a shrine to things you don't ever want to forget? It's a shrine nonetheless and I'm trapped in a crystal box and I'm crying diamond tears and I'm coughing bloody words and sneezing bruised hours I'm never getting back.

[soft4gguk]

um im not even gonna apologize for the things im about to say to lucy and her trying to give advice lol

because how come she has the audacity to tell oc to grow up and speak directly to JK when SHE;

1) gave up her body

2) gave up her free time to mingle with his stupid ass friends

3) watch over his damn child bc that child’s parents are to incompetent to do it (i said what i said idc)

4) has never complained once when HE made her a dirty secret

like excuse the fuck me? what more else should she say at this point that this freaking idiot who‘s apparently oh so good with his company and has a whole child can grasp the situation he not only puts his kid in and his friends but also oc? like be so fr right now i need lucy to shut the hell up and tell that shit to jungkook’s face if she has the balls to act like she can give advice. oc did some pretty naive things yes but so what? she never ever did evil shit like jungkook so why should she feel the need to chase after a mf that couldn’t even keep up his promise when he went to her home and „apologized“? nah im so mad i would’ve slapped lucy so hard not even jimin could’ve helped her. what she could’ve said was that oc should take a step back and be more cold towards him and LET HIM crawl towards her, miss her and see that he CAN‘T take anyone for granted just because HE HAS A DAMN CHILD. that’s not an excuse there’s women/men out there who are all on their own with no money how come they can do it and never use that excuse but somehow a rich mf that divorced his wife not 3 months ago thinks the world is ending like please fuck off

im not trying to bash your characters but Lucy really tried it with me today 🙄 I still love your story regardless of her stupid advice and jk‘s stupid mistakes 😝🤍 #TeamY/N

hiii <33 im not gonna lie to you bestie, reading this ask raised my heartbeat a little, got my blood pumping if u will lol. tbh it's so very flattering as a writer to have people be so passionate about your story and so im so very grateful for that but also im just a girl 😩😩 lmaoooo. you shouldn't apologise! but also I feel like there's a couple of things to clear up so let's run through them 🤠

I don't know what you mean with give up her body? but I'm assuming you mean like, she has sex with jk? and to that I will say that I don't necessarily find it to be like that? I mean yeah, figuratively speaking but they very much have consensual sex that she not only wants but initiates a lot of the times!! the issue of them getting stuck in this vicious cycle of maybe having sex even when she's holding so much inside... I guess all I can say about that is that it happens? 😭 sex can blurs many emotional lines and I feel like its part of... life? idk. but I promise you she's not giving her body up for anyone!!

2. I wouldn't call them stupid 😭 they're actually really nice people! and they're really nice towards her, as well. def don't just see her as the nanny, or at least I've tried to really make sure that I make that clear in my writing! also... the past couple of chapters have been very concentrated in her little heartbreak but in past chapters u can see how she like... goes out and does stuff with her friends and for herself? and also sometimes the story does revolve around them so that's what I mostly write!!

3. this one was a bit... harsh? she looks after soori because it's literally her job. she also really likes her job. and she really likes soori. she loves her, dare I say!! also... jungkook is a really good dad and I also make sure to really make an emphasis on that with my writing! also i feel like you're confused because you say "parents" when technically she only has one parent... but I'll touch more on that in a second!

4. I get what he did when mai and tae came to his house that day was wrong... but also, they are in a relationship that is basically one big conflict of interest. also... they'd just started dating. and he'd just been through something pretty traumatising that his friends had to sort of navigate as well. so even though the execution was very off, I think the term dirty little secret is a bit off as well. very off, actually.

so... ira and jungkook didn't get divorced, actually! she left them... sort of quite literally vanished on them because she didn't want to be a mom anymore. jk actually did a very brave thing and pulled himself together for soori, even putting his own heartbreak aside just so he could be a good parent for her and giving her the emotional support she needed. and yes, im not justifying whatever he's been doing these past couple of chapters but also... I think at the beginning of his relationship with oc he did tell her he still had a lot of healing to do. and that they had to take it slow. did the lines get blurred? yes. but that was very much on both of them, not just her or him individually.

as for Lucy, you're totally allowed to feel any which way about any of my characters but my intention with the advice she gave oc was sort of... to bring perspective into the situation? she does have a point in the sense that oc never spoke to jk about any of what she was feeling, and that she (oc!) deserved to speak her voice and at least try. I liked Lucy being the one delivering this advice because she's a hopeless romantic, a big softie that's like... super in love rn and in a cute and healthy relationship, and I don't believe everything has to be about pride and making people suffer and miss you until they're crawling back to you (that's just my opinion). I actually feel like that would do more harm than good... all things considered!

with all this being said, thank you for reading! I'm glad you've been enjoying so far and thank you for sharing your thoughts with me. they're always welcomed! and I hope I could clear some things out for you. sending love <33

[kerie-prince]

lights, camera, action (m)

Draco Malfoy x Reader

requested: (anon) Draco wants to make a sextape request

warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, filmed sex, oral (fem receiving), edging, praise kink, dirty talk, biting (? idk if it counts tbh)

summary: Draco persuades you into filming you both during sex

a/n: damn, did i really write this? i put so many descriptions for everything, it's like i'm an actual erotica novelist. they take a whole page to describe ONE vein. whew chile, anyways. here's this lmao

(gif not mine, cred to owner)

Draco laid on your bed, the orange sunlight illuminating your room as he played with your new camera. He never expected you to take interest in the muggle photography school, but he fully supported you going into it.

This new camera given to you was an anniversary gift from Draco. When he gave you the camera that you initially started saving money for, you jumped in excitement. It had wide, changeable scopes and had a professional microphone attached to it. It became your favorite toy as you took it to classes everyday and with every trip you went on with your blond boyfriend.

Right now, you were sitting on your desk looking over all the photos you took on the streets for an upcoming assignment through your laptop. They were pictures in sepia of people walking and doing everyday normal things, but in Draco’s eyes, it was pure art.

As he was going through the gallery on the camera, he came across a couple videos. They were from a trip to Italy last spring and mostly consisted of you walking behind him and focusing the lens on him walking. The next video was sweet; it was you holding the camera to film both of you together in the hotel room laughing together.

While the memory was a lovely one and brought a smile to his face, a peculiar thought flashed across his mind. He placed the camera on your night stand before getting off the bed and stood behind you seated in your chair. His slender hands came up to rub your shoulders and smiled – no, smirked – when you sighed in content.

“Darling, are you almost done?” You didn't hear the way his voice became octaves lower.

“Almost. Just a couple more edits and I'll be all done,” you told him. You stretched your neck out to the side to crack the stiffness in your bones from sitting in the same position for so long. While the relief felt nice, you didn't expect to feel Draco’s mouth to attach to the exposed flesh.

His lips were smooth, always cared for and never became chapped. As he placed wet kisses on you, your homework was left forgotten. It's not due for another few days anyway.

All you could focus were the wet kisses and little nibbles on your neck. You tilted your neck a bit further for Draco to access the dip of your neck and shoulder, biting harshly to leave a mark. When he pulled away, you turned your rolling chair around and stood up to kiss your boyfriend.

The kiss was hot, sensual and breath-taking. His hands were tangled in your hair as you held his waist, hands grasping at his shirt. His tongue easily slipped in your mouth when you gasped from one of his hands tugging at the hair on the base of your neck.

No matter how many times you've kissed your boyfriend, he never failed to send an eruption of butterflies in your stomach. It felt like the first time every time.

His legs guided you to your bed and he let you fall onto it. You were about to pull your sweatshirt off before he stopped you. You watched as he picked up your camera and opened the display screen. “Love, mind if I make a suggestion?” You nodded at his question, getting excited.

The red recording light lit up and Draco looked at you through the screen, “Just want something to remember this by for later.” There was an electric feeling making its course through your veins. If you were honest with yourself, you’ve wanted to do this for a long time but didn't know how to bring it up.

You sat up and lifted your sweatshirt over your head, gently tossing it to the side. Your subconscious cursed at you for not wearing a cuter bra, but it’s not like it mattered anyway since it was eventually going to come off. Draco licked his bottom lip as he watched you through the camera. He could feel himself getting hard in his jeans. His eyes looked around where to place the camera down and landed on the dresser across from your bed. He angled it to have a perfect view of the two of you without it being too far or too close. Once set, he grabbed his shirt from the back and threw it over in a rush and unbuttoned his jeans. He crawled on top of you and immediately started peppering kisses in the valley of your neck causing you to giggle.

Draco’s hand roamed to your back and fumbled with the bra clasps. You could feel that he was struggling with it so you lifted yourself up a little bit to make it easier. Once it was torn off, he looked into your eyes as he lowered himself into your breasts and gave them soft, teasing kisses before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You used one of your free hands to massage the one that was free as Draco used one of his to sneak inside your leggings.

His fingers were playing with your clit over your panties, rubbing it in slow circles. A soft moan fell out of your mouth when Draco bit on your nipple. He could feel you dampening beneath his touch, “Let’s take these off.” Draco lifted himself up to hook your leggings and panties together and take them off in one go. Almost forgetting about the camera, he looked in both adoration and primal lust at the image of your sprawled out with your legs open for him. He palmed himself before getting down on his knees and pulled you closer to the edge of your bed. His fingers played with your slit to feel how soaked you had become, “You look so pretty like this, princess.”

You said a soft ‘thank you’ and blushed. “‘M gonna make you feel good,” were his last words before he leaned in and licked a long stripe on your lips. Your hands rested gingerly on the top of his head and your hips moved on their own against him.

Every now and then, he would open his eyes and stare at you, loving the way your lips quivered and eyebrows knotted in pleasure. He moaned into your pussy, the vibration adding to your arousal. Unexpectedly, Draco softly bit the skin above your cunt, causing you to arch your back up. He used this moment to smoothly enter two of his ring-clad fingers into your heat. The fingers worked to stretch you out for what was to come soon.

Your breathy moans flowed around the room as Draco's slender fingers scissors your sleek walls, “How does that feel, baby?” You tried to come up with a response, but all you could muster were needy whimpers. You were becoming addicted to the feeling of his rings brushing against a sensitive spot inside, the warm silver adding more pressure.

Draco stretched his thumb across to draw the number eight on your swelling clit. He leaned closer to spit on your pussy and used the fingers of his free hand to spread the lubricant around.

Your legs were shifting around and the telltale sign of your hips stuttering told Draco that you were close to your orgasm. He pumped his fingers faster, building the knotting feeling in your abdomen until you felt nothing at all.

Draco chuckled deeply as you glared up at him. “That’s not funny, Draco,” you scolded. He lowered his jeans to the floor and kicked them off, returning to his spot on top of you. Draco grabbed one of your hands and used it to palm himself. He was semi-hard, and you took it upon yourself to guide your hand and start jerking him off over the cotton fabric. You looked up at your boyfriend feigning innocence, knowing that it drove him crazy to watch you with doe eyes as you pretended you weren’t doing the dirtiest acts.

After a few minutes of teasing, he became frustrated and nearly ripped his boxers off. He manhandled your hand onto his bare dick again, jerking himself off at this point. You would give him little squeezes and use your unoccupied hand to massage his balls. Like he did with you earlier, you bent down to spit on the tip of his cock which had become fully hard now.

“Draco,” you moaned, “I want you in me.” He groaned at your request, pushing you down on your back and positioned himself to lie comfortably, grabbing your legs and guiding them over his hips.

Your boyfriend rubbed his tip up and down your lips, spitting once again and spread it around his dick before he slowly entered your pussy. He didn't need it, though. You were already so wet from him devouring you and from watching him work on his own dick with your hand.

Your pussy welcomed his cock, embracing how it perfectly stretched you from the inside. His hips started rocking back and forth and you moved your hips to match his set rhythm.

Draco leaned down and marked more hickeys all over your neck. His ears picked up on your groans, whimpers and moans. Sounds that were hotter than that of a porn star. You held a bunch of the soft blond hair and tugged on them to get a sound from him.

“Oh my Merlin, you feel so – o-oh! – you feel so good inside me, Dray,” you encouraged him. Your legs wrapped around his waist and pulled his body closer for him to thrust deeper into you. His thrusts became rougher and faster.

“Is that right, baby? Is my cock making you feel good?”

“Yes! Oh, Merlin, yes,” tears were threatening to spill. The familiar tightness was building up inside you. You tightened yourself around Draco, gaining a delicious groan from him. “Are you gonna cum for me?”

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m–” once again, this bastard edged you on. Draco had quickly pulled himself off and not only denied you of an orgasm, but laughed at the tears of frustration and possibly also anger on your face.

You slapped his biceps and tried guiding him back inside you. He quit the torture tactics and pushed himself back into your cunt with a harsh snap of the hips, jolting your body up. You let out a scream as he started his fast pace, pistoning in and out with only the tip ever staying in. The only words that left your mouth was ‘Fuck’ and ‘Draco’.

Draco held his head up to watch you unravel on him, proud of himself to see you in such a state because of him. As if his ego wasn't big enough.

The blond changed his slouched position into one of him sitting up on his knees and grabbed your legs and draped them over his shoulders. The stretch stung a little, making you drown in madness from all the sensations of some pain, but all pleasure.

If at all possible, you felt him even deeper in this position he had you in. Your own hands worked by themselves, one holding a leg closer to you, and the other slithering down to flick harshly on your clit.

The sight was pure erotica. Draco was breathing heavily, sweat thick on his skin and so close to his climax but he found the strength in him to keep going and get you to yours first at least.

“Dray, I’m gonna… I'm–”

“Go ahead, darling. Cum on my cock,” Draco told you between breaths. As if on command, your orgasm hit you hard with a scream of his name, a result from the denied ones earlier. Your legs twitched and your hips were moving sporadically with Draco’s.

As you were coming down from your high, Draco kept thrusting until he rushed out and spilled himself all over your chest. You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to catch some of his spurts of cum. The warm, slightly salty taste running down your throat.

Nearly exhausted, Draco fell on top of you. You both kept trying to gather your breaths back to normal. Once you did, your boyfriend raised himself off to grab some tissues to wipe his seeds off of both your chests. He then threw his boxers off and walked over to the camera on the dresser.

You had actually forgotten all about it, too caught up in the moment.

Draco joined you back on the bed and went through the gallery of the camera, trying to find the video he just filmed. And when he found it, he smirked at the time-stamp.

18:39

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