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[yaniluvs]

lingering touches and stolen kisses 日 ── ot8 [maknae line] skz ; how is pda with your boyfriend?

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𓍯 maknae-line idol!skz ʚଓ fem!reader ：（ 𝒾 ）0.7k ── ༯ HEADCANONS, tooth rotting fluff, kisses, hugs, established relationship, req. by anon . ⸝⸝𓂃 LiBRARY. /ᐠ.ꞈ.ᐟ\ྀིྀི

yani's note ˖˙ ᰋ maknae line ver. !! as we are iii is in works and might be posted by today >< thanks to anon for the request, hope you like it! comments, requests, asks, likes and reblogs are always appreciated ! comment/ask if you want to be added to my mastertag ! happy reading <3

jisung ୨୧ this man dgaf. honestly, if anything, he's going to be yapping to you 24-7. belting random love songs while in the dressing room, for you. wants to be holding your hand, definitely.. (see what i did there?) giving you a lot of pecks. mostly on your lips or chin. idk why, i just feel like he'd do that. randomly starts spinning you and laughing in between practices. desperate of your attention. during lunch breaks, he definitely wants to feed you a bit, even with you complaining. the jeekies being so full of food, random winks thrown at your direction with dramatic flying kisses; no matter the complaints shot by his members, and a certain glare by a certain someone. i'd say not even two minutes later he's being chased minho.

felix ୨୧ my baby !!!!! he's definitely a little shy because of the constant teasing of his members. i feel like he'd also not only love holding your hand like all the others, but also be comparing the sizes of your palms, his being tiny but still bigger than your tinier ones, both wearing the couple rings he bought for you two. he'd also be absentmindedly tracing shapes, and anything on your skin, tickling you a bit. he loves to see you giggle or laugh, joining you. he's stay really close to you, when you're counting his freckles. he's so giving you pecks all over your face, and even little head pats. he's absolutely adorable and a bigggggg cuddle bear >< (you saw it coming.) loves loves loves having you on his lap ! you cannot prove me wrong; it can be when you're alone, or with the members; sometimes during breaks between his practice, or when he's in the dorm, trying to go back to silver from bronze, with the rest of the younger maknae line (seungmo, iyen). with the controller in his hands, arms circling around your waist, trapping you as you watched them play, possible trying to count the freckles on his face when you're distracted by him. it doesn't matter, he neeeedssss you close !!

seungmin ୨୧ a literal menacing pup of a boyfriend. he'll be treating you more like a kid than a girlfriend. playing soooo hard to get even if you're in a relationship for a year (it's normal !! he loves pushing your buttons. but there definitely is a very soft side of him.) / being nonchalant, as if he's not tempted to keep you on his lap every single minute. holding hands. he will not be very loud about it, but he will keep it subtle and cutesy. caressing your thumb. caressing your cheek when you lean in too close. heating up like a cherry when you give him a peck, shocking him; he's embarrassed asf. the member's presence is not helping. he will not admit it but he clearly is flustered and wants more of the kisses. but usually won't initiate it in public. feel like subtle grips on your waist or thigh; protectively. some days, he'll be initiating hugs in public though. keeping you close, in a louder way, ykwim? probably also likes braiding your hair or putting it in a bun (and almost failing to do so), when your hair is down or he's just bored.

jeongin ୨୧ he's as red as a tomato, at first though !! the hyungs just can't believe seeing their maknae having a lover; they do love you; but they love love love teasing the hell out of him. though it grows on him. at first, he used to only hold you close or give brief cheek-pecks, but as you both got used to it, he doesn't mind it anymore but he's not as loud as in private. it's not a big deal, he's just very private about his love life !! when with the members, he's comfortable. back-hugs, forehead kisses, tiny pecks, holding hands, all of that. very protective though. needs you around him at all times. he'd also be having have an arm around your shoulders !! if you're cold, either wrapping his arms around you works or draping his jacket on your shoulders does too.

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[neovillains]

PINK BOWS | NANAMI KENTO

syn. your boyfriend is scared of intimacy, but for all the reasons you never expected.

── virgin!nanami kento & fem-bodied!reader, established relationship, panty kink, masturbation, sexual fantasies, accidental vouyerism, etc | 3.1k words ( minors, ageless & blank blogs : do not interact )

note. a fic i found in drafts that i never got around to posting.

Nanami had been raised to value his future career-wise over all else. Taking his parents’ teachings to heart, he solely focused on his career, making sure that he followed the path to becoming someone who was financially stable and didn’t need to stress over bills and obligations. However, that seemed to be the only merit to it— not having to worry and being able to live a lavish life. They didn’t mention the exhaustion he would experience, putting excruciating hours in working behind a desk. They didn’t tell him how robotic it would feel to wake up for most days to get ready, go to work, and come back home at late hours to only eat takeout and fall straight to sleep. 

Barely a social life because all of his friends and the people close to him are always busy and when they do have the time, he unfortunately doesn’t. It was such a period of lonesomeness for Nanami, surviving but never really living. It wasn’t until a rare occasion of getting off of work early that he found himself in a bar, hitched up at a stool and slouching over the counter with a glass of whiskey nestled in his hand. He let out a deep sigh as he felt like this is the most rest he’s gotten ever since becoming a salaryman. In his blue button and animal print tie, he loosens the decorative piece and unbuttons the first few of his shirt as he slouches.

The sound of jazz playing through the speakers and the voices of other customers piling in on the Friday evening. He’s unaware of the pair of eyes that have settled on him this evening, the fine dime that watches two seats to his right. In a cute black backless dress that hugs every curve, you admire the blonde beauty that seems so exhausted. The way he composes himself, you can tell that he’s a reserved man and if anything, you’d have to be the one making a move on him. In your hand, a Sex on the Beach, the fruity drink gets disposed of in a few chugs before you’re standing on your heels and pulling out the stool right next to him. The scraping of the chair legs finally calls for his attention as his chestnut-colored eyes come into view. 

He wonders how you were able to do it so quickly. The many times he’s been approached by women in the office, he was always quick to turn them down. However, with you, he didn’t feel that inclination to deny you. You spoke as if it was your right to have him, the way your eyes twinkled as you smiled up at him and started an easy conversation beginning with a simple “hey!” You had so much charm to you that it loosened him up, and while you carried on most of the conversation, he found himself deeply captivated by you as you were him. 

At the end of the night, both of you exchanged numbers. You gnawed on your bottom lip, eyes flickering to his with a desire that he wasn’t used to seeing. You started to inch closer in hopes of something more, but you felt his body tense up when your lips ghosted him as you stood on your tippy-toes as he backed away. He cleared his throat, quickly dismissing the failed kiss and bidding you a farewell. “Have, uh— have a lovely night,” he stammered out before his leather shoes clicked on the hard concrete and he turned his back on you. 

Leaving you alone in the chilling night, you were grateful for the lack of people to witness your embarrassment before your heels clicked against the sidewalk as you walked in the other direction. He remembered feeling such guilt for leaving you hanging like that, and he felt anger within himself for doing the same to him. He’d love to have a taste of those plump and glossy lips of yours. Do they taste as sweet as you look? However, that curiosity died as his anxiety overcrowded his brain and spoke against his better judgment, his mind chastising him for a week as he stared at your phone number, neither one of you having the strength to message first. 

It’s pathetic how he deprives himself of something— someone— he wants. Someone he needs. Because only the heavens know how much Nanami needs this. Thankfully the gods listen to his pleas and his incessant whining, granting him the courage to finally message you first and ask you out on a date. It took you a couple of hours to respond back, debating with yourself if you should really go out with a man who backed away from a kiss. However, you figured that you were only being too fast and he wanted to take things slow. 

  He took you out to a food mall, a large building backed with restaurants, bakeries and cafes all in one setting. It proved that he was truly paying attention to you when you were droning on and on back in that bar. Dressed in a pink sundress that flowed down your body, each strut you took had Nanami mesmerized when you got excited and ran off to look at something. Your eyes would sparkle as a worker would come and hand you a little skewer to try. And for once Nanami was happy with his job, grateful to be able to spend ample of money on a pretty thing such as yourself. He didn’t care how much he spent on you, as long as he got to see the way your eyes lit up as you beckoned him to follow right behind you. 

Winning over each other’s hearts, you placed the titles of boyfriend and girlfriend on each other. Nanami was content with it, happy to spend time with you— to hug and hold you close whenever you came to visit him and vice versa. However, while he was complacent in the place where your relationship stood, you weren’t. When you finally managed to kiss him, they were always a peck and never lasted for too long, and even when he held you, that felt awkward. 

You could never rest on his lap, your head always against his chest. When you tried to deepen the kiss, he’d always pull away. Dammit, when you tried to take it even further, thinking that you were ready to sleep with him, he’d always break that sexual tension that lingered in the air, cutting his visit short. 

He treated you so well in almost every aspect except for the ropes of intimacy. Were you doing something wrong?

—

Nanami felt guilty for how he’d pull away, and deny you of what you wanted. He really did, but you really didn’t understand what you do to him. He felt weak and pathetic about how just being in such close proximity to his girlfriend made him feel. How his cock would create a tent in his pants and he struggled to conceal it. How had you not noticed? His body would shudder every time you tried climbing on his lap, his entire body stiffening as you’d do so. When you tried to deepen the kiss, he felt like he was a high school boy again, near to releasing in his pants. Things would escalate and he was afraid of the possible embarrassment he would feel for his inexperience. 

He should know better. He should know that you, his sweet little girlfriend, would always be so understanding and love him regardless. Something that he shouldn’t be so ashamed of. What was there to be? For you to know that your boyfriend loves you so much that he finds your presence to be an excruciating turn on? That a simple peck on his lips drives him crazy? That a single hug made him want to devote the rest of his life to you? He knows this conversation will happen sooner or later. But, for right now, he’d prefer it later. 

Standing outside your apartment door, he unlocks the door with ease, pushing it gently open. Your car’s not outside, but you should be home soon according to your work schedule. He had forgotten some work from his last visit, wanting your company while he caught up on the tedious workload, but ultimately forgetting it by the time that he left. Entering your small abode, the chill of inside greatly contrasts the heat of outside as he shuts the door behind him. He kicks off his shoes, a habit of his as he makes a beeline straight to your bedroom. Your bedroom door is wide open and he can spot just what he needs right on the desk that he claims as his own as you barely use it. 

He reaches for the stack of paper when he takes notice of a flimsy piece of fabric lying on the ground. Letting go of the documents, the sound of his footsteps echo through the room. Bending on his knees, he picks up a pair laced white panties with a pink bow right at the center. It has pink trimmings and in Nanami’s hand, they feel silky to the touch. He curses to himself for this type of intrusion. You’ve come to trust him so much to give him a spare key to your apartment, but here he is violating it to hold your dirty pair of panties and having the nerve to get hard while he’s at it. 

“Fuck,” he curses, looking at the crotch of your undergarment to see a dirty patch of your discharge. The way he can feel his cock strain in his khaki work pants makes him feel embarrassed and dirty, his face heating up in a shade of red. However, he never throws down the flimsy garment. He doesn’t stop himself from bringing it up to his nose, taking a heavy waft to know what you smell like. The musky scent of sweat and the pungent scent of your discharge overflowing his senses is overwhelming, feeling how his cock twitches inside his pants. He lets out a stuttered breath, his free hand going to cup his erection in some sort of attempt to let go of some of the tension. 

Veins protruding his hands as he palms himself, hands running along his girth. He can feel precum leaking from his tip. He hisses with how the urethra runs against the cotton fabric of his boxer briefs, wanting relief from its confined torture. He used to think of himself as a better man than this, a man who wouldn’t succumb to lust. However, the longer he withholds himself from you, the stronger the urge and his resolve is breaking— or, it has already broken. 

He finds himself sitting on the very edge of your bed, toes curling as he brings himself to undo his belt, letting the buckle fall as he loosens it. He unzips his pants, providing further relief to himself before he’s shimmying out of his pants and underwear. His work shirt rides up, revealing the blonde happy trail that leads to his cock. A dark shaft in comparison to his bright pink head, it’s swollen with lust as he continues to drip of precum. 

Nanami glances at the clock sitting on the ivory-colored nightstand. You’ll be back in less than an hour, which should be ample of time to get himself off before disappearing. He just has to make sure that he cleans up after himself well. His heart races at the excitement, which only makes him more turned on for this endeavor. Cupping his balls, he fondles them before letting your panties drop, them landing on his lap before he drapes it around his length. It looks pretty like this, he can’t help but think. He fixes the next hole down his cock before gripping the base of his length. Spit pools in his mouth before it lands on his pelvis, making him swipe the glob down. He smears it down his length, painting himself with the innocent body fluid. 

The palms of his hand are cold, making him tense up as he hikes up one leg for the pad of his foot to rest on the edge of your bed frame. The metal digs into the heel of his foot as he sets a moderate pace, toes curling as he can only think about you. He imagines your plump lips wrapped around his length, taking him in so slowly as those beady eyes of yours would look at him so innocently. Batting your eyelashes at him while you have your mouth open, on your knees so pliantly as he guides his cock to your lips. Precum smeared over your lips just how you like to decorate your lips with gloss. They’d shine so beautifully and smell just like him, too. You’d work your mouth like a pro, taking him inch by inch and making his mouth fall open as he’d throw his head back. 

This is all he thinks about when he’s pumping his cock, his grip tightening as he can only imagine. It’s shameful with how quick that coil in his stomach approaches, a choked up gasp leaving his lips as his cock twitch. His hold tightens around the base as he uses the next hand to cup at his balls with your panties wrapped around it. He can imagine you wearing these, how they’d hug you so cutely.

You’d be stripping out of your clothes slowly, in an effort to tease. They’d work, too. Shredding each layer of clothing until you’re in nothing but those same pair of panties before sauntering over to him seductively. And when you’re in front of him, forcing him to look up at you as you push him to lay down. You’d crawl over his body, your bare breasts hanging freely as you rest your ass down on his pelvis. You’d grind your hips so sweetly wearing those white laced panties, pink trimmings and a pink bow right in the middle, telling him to claim his prize. 

You’d grind your hips amazingly, putting him in a trance as you have his cock aching for more than the rock of your hips. His fingers digging into your flesh before trying to bring you even closer to him. You’d manage to make him whimper out the most pathetically filthy whines and whimpers known to man. He knows it. He just knows it. 

He knows it by the drawn out moan he makes when he releases on the white tiles, spurting out a load that should be stuffed inside of you. He throws his head back, nearly slipping off the bed before he catches himself. It feels euphoric to let himself go, to give into his cravings for you. If only you were here though, he sighs. It feels pointless to voice that if the person he craves the most isn’t here. 

But, speaking of the devil, you’re parking next to his silver Lexus, your 2010 Honda looking shabby in comparison to the up-to-date vehicle that belonged to your boyfriend. You hum in content, your eyes lighting up in anticipation to see your boyfriend. Parking the car, you reach for your handbag as you climb out the vehicle. With the click of a button, your car is locked as you climb the two-story flight to your apartment. You’re out of breath by the time you’re in front of the door and fishing for the right key off of your keychain. 

He promised himself that it would be quick, but Nanami’s still fucking his fist. His carnal desire for you pouring throughout in this moment, not hearing the shuffle of the locks from your front door. So absorbed in this lustful moment as he squeezes the tip, his fingers coated in his seed as he quickens the pace. 

You can see his shoes resting in the right corner while you hang your bag on the rack and shimmy out of your cardigan, kicking off your flats gently. While he can’t hear you, you hear him— the deep sounds of his voice grunting and panting from afar. With furrowed eyebrows, confusion fills you before realization as you near your bedroom. The wet sounds of plat, plat, plat echoing as you take careful steps. Your heart races as your eyes widen when you take a peek inside of your bedroom to see the compromising state of your boyfriend. 

Sitting on your bed with his pants resting a bit above his knees. His cock, spent as he strokes it. You can see the jagged line of his cum squirted out on the floor, strays catching his pants and the rest dripping from his fist. Arousal pools immediately as you silently watch, clenching your thighs together as you shuffle on your footing. You’ve been unknowingly holding your breath, your face heating up as you watch this moment. Your mouth dries up, gulping as your eyes flicker to his length as you watch his languid movement. His hip bucking in further need. It’s then do you see the strikingly bright shade of white and hints of pink, falling under realization that he’s jerking off with your panties wrapped around him. Shit, you curse as you start to heave. You cup your heat in need, thighs trapping your hand as you grind into your digits. 

“Shit,” Nanami curses, calling out your name as he can feel his balls tighten and his legs stiffen. “Fuck, I need you.”

With another orgasm, it’s not as copious as the previous, the trail following a shorter path as he paints his hand in his seed. Hips stuttering, he brings himself to lean back, using his cleaner hand to hold up his weight to bring himself back to reality. A fog full of stars and ecstasy clouding his vision before it’s all cleared up. He thinks he’s alone. He thinks the coast is all clear until he’s sitting up and right at the door way you’re standing there. He gasps, calling out your name in shock.

You feel like a deer caught in headlights, but this is your apartment after all. Eyes dilated as your hand is still stuffed in between your legs, you let out a heavy breath. It’s nice to know that all your worries about your relationship seem to get relieved at this moment as you quickly become elated. 

You start to saunter towards him, just as he envisioned. Only, you’re fully clothed when you push him down on the bed. His eyes widen as he calls out, “Wait. I—”

You cut him off, taking his cum-coated hand and bringing it to your lips. Tongue sticking out, you clean him all up and all his worries dissipate as he curses once more, fuck. “Whatever it is, promise that we work through it together, ya?”

Nanami nods, speechless and he puts all of his trust in you and his cock hardens again. He was a fool to be so worried. Finally, he’s able to mutter out a single word. “Yeah, okay.”

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[susiekern]

14. the one with the rain

warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol

word count: 747

lyrics from: Rain - Sleep Token (please let's just pretend I haven't used it before already...)

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You’re splayed on your bed, keeping your eyes on the clock, watching the minutes pass. 11:59 pm, 11.12.24. One more minute. You still have no idea what happens at midnight. Zenin stayed true to his words, and besides the one ominous text, he didn’t reveal anything. What will happen in one minute? Is it the tour announcement? Is it new merch that fans have asked for for so long? A new song? Whatever it was, the mystery around it made you excited as ever. Not only you, Twitter was buzzing under the Fallen hashtag, with many fans waiting for anything, just like you were now.

12:00 am.

Your phone lights up with a single notification from Spotify.

“New release: The Fallen invites you to the room below in their new album! Save it now!”

New album? Whole album? With shaky hands, you grab your phone and tap on the notification. There it is. “The Room Below” by The Fallen, 10 songs. You put your headphones on faster than ever and instantly click the play button.

Around 25 minutes in, you’re more than half done. You recognize a few of the songs, two of them previously released as stand-alone, and one is the song they played in Kyoto, the one Zenin told you he wanted you to hear live first. You rest your head on your pillow comfortably, hearing the first notes of another one. Rain.

‘For so long, I have waited

So long that I almost became

Just a stoic statue, fit for a nobody’

You don’t even notice as your fingers tap the sheets to the melody. A melody that seems familiar in a way.

‘And I don't wanna get in your way

But I finally think I can say

That the vicious cycle was over

The moment you smiled at me’

Zenin’s voice floods your brain, words making your heart beat faster. You could imagine his figure standing tall on the stage, holding the microphone tightly, eyes closing behind the black and gold mask.

‘And just like the rain

You cast the dust into nothing

And wash out the salt from my hands’

Just like the rain… You abruptly open your eyes, head spinning. You’ve heard something like this before. You’re sure of it. But when and where? Who said that? How do you know this melody? They haven’t played it before, of that you’re certain. So how?

‘So touch me again

I feel my shadow dissolving

Will you cleanse me with pleasure?’

Just as the melody gets heavier, it hits you. You’ve heard it many times already. Your eyes instinctively move toward the wall separating your room and Megumi’s. He played it two weeks ago, last week, hell, even two days ago, when you were napping in his bed as he was strumming his guitar. It was obviously a little different played on acoustic guitar in his room than the electric one in the song, but it’s the same melody.

‘And just like the rain

You cast the dust into nothing

And wash out the salt from my hands’

The memory of your evening in Kyoto hits you out of nowhere, and you swear you’re out of breath for a second.

‘Once in a while, Megumi gives you a soft kiss on the lips or the top of your head, whispering gentle words. Barely awake at this point, you catch a few that make your heart clench.

“You’re like a rain that washes my heart of the dust and salt, dear.”’

“Just like the rain…” You whisper.

No. There’s no way, right? He wouldn’t do that to you. But it also makes so much sense at the same time. Why he was supposedly out of town when the Fallen played in Tokyo, why he was in Kyoto that weekend, even being out with his friends after the announcement was posted. Why you’ve never even heard Megumi hum when he played specific songs. Or how Zenin found your stream out of all people.

Was Megumi the Zenin all this time?

‘Nobody can say for certain

If maybe it's all just a game’

Was it all just a game? Your relationship? Or whatever you two were building for the past weeks? Every time he held you close, kissed you, comforted you? Was it entertainment for him to listen to you talking about the Fallen and Zenin?

‘When I open my eyes to the future

I can hear you say my name

So rain down on me’

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How to edit! Part 2… Tips and tutorial!

So for resources that you can find through ibispaint x, click the little image icon at the top right corner, and the ones I have circled are ones I have used or plan on using! The pixel one is usually only if you plan on making pixels/favicons !!

As far as filters go for me these are what I use and how to find them!

So for the basics of using ibispaint x.. you can figure out as you go and can probably find out the basics of the interface through their website and/or their in app tutorial as you click on buttons and such 🫶🏻 don’t be afraid to mess around with buttons, but just know if you exit out of ur canvas/project or ur app closes, you will not be able to double-tap/click to remove past mistakes or undo anything.. so like don’t mess around too much and keep that in mind while editing.. 😭 I’ve done it a few times while drawing on ibis (because I am also an artist) and editing ofc

Also DONT merge ur layers. If someone asks for proof you made ur graphic, even if you have 100 layers.. don’t merge them because all you’ll have is a speedpaint and if you don’t add ur watermark too on top of it.. they’re gonna think u stole it.. so just like keep it mind.. 😭

Here are some fonts that you can download for ibispaint x! If you plan on making a blog, watermark, or anything text related! Ibispaint x does have a lot of free fonts you can use through their app but having some fun downloaded fonts is also great! I used to have a massive collection but I’m on my iPad now 😭 so I have one.. it’s romance fatal goth LOL

I’ll have to make a thread for this because you can only add 10 images to ur posts so… if I have anything else to add that’s image related I’ll reblog some more things..

Pinterest is gonna be ur best-friend 😭 so is tumblr.. and rentry resources!

I’m gonna make a video on how I colour graphics and such probably tomorrow because it’s almost 2 a.m and probably will be past 2 a.m when I’m done making this..

Anyways.. HERES SOME RENTRIES FOR RESOURCESSS AND ALSO ON HOW TO GRADIENT YOUR TEXT ON TUMBLR!!

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K could yo give us a extended version of this pls pretty pls pls 🥺🥺

”toto, have you watched this yet?”

clicking his tongue, the team principal readjusts his glasses, “um, i am not sure what you’re talking about.”

in his peripheral, he cannot help but notice the intern lurking about, their phone aimed in his direction. both interns were wearing the same smug smiles, clearly fighting laughter.

this told toto that whatever they were going to show him, it was surely going to get a reaction.

a good one, at that.

a reaction worth filming.

surely it was another one of those social media things. another bit or was it skit? whatever they called it these days. yet, it was a moment too late before he realized that there were no lines to rehearse this time. no playing it up for the cameras.

the intern held their phone over his desk, tapping the play button.

the video was a tik tok, posted by someone he knew all too well.

it was his golden girl, lip syncing to a song he had heard before, but couldn’t quite put his finger on. yet, the moment he heard the lyrics, he recognized it instantly.

it was all mine by brent faiyaz, a song toto fucked her to quite frequently. it was on all of her playlists, a song that she serenaded him with nearly every day.

one of her favorites, which was quickly becoming one of his favorites.

however, that was not the focus of the video.

his attention fell on her, specifically, what she was wearing.

she was clad in a bikini, a triangular cut with a thong bottom. as she did a little twirl, his gaze scanned over the background. the balcony was familiar to him, but he couldn’t quite place a finger on where.

however, as she scrunches her nose, shooting the camera a wink, he picks out a pair of shoes. they were his shoes, a pair of loafers he wore all of the time.

that’s when it clicked.

it was the bikini she wore when they took a small holiday in the mediterranean. the holiday where she let him fuck her in that little bikini, right there on the balcony.

stifling the groan rising in the base of his throat, his mind wanders, recalling so vividly the way he just pushed the bottoms to the side. one hand sprawled across her toned back, bending her over the railing as he pumped in and out, the other covering her mouth.

in his khakis, he feels his cock twitch. god, what he would do right now to fuck her like that. to feel her tightening around him as he made her cum over and over.

clamping his mouth shut, he realizes that he had replayed the tik tok not once, but five times.he must have been on autopilot, savoring every second of the tik tok.

heat flourishes into his cheeks as the interns burst into a fit of laughter, the noise so loud that the nearby offices could probably hear.

“did you like the tik tok toto?”

“i enjoyed it, yeah,” the team principal can’t help but bury his face in his hands, face tinged pink, “are you two satisfied with your little video?”

“oh yeah,” one intern nods, bearing a devilish grin, “it was some good content. it’ll be posted later.”

rolling his eyes, toto scoffs, “you better not post that!”

filing out of the office, an intern chuckles, glancing over their shoulder. they shoot him a wink, their words sending him into a spiral.

“oh don’t worry toto, we’ll send it to her before we post it!”

[livelovelaughgeto]

“It hurts to be something. It's worse to be nothing with you.”________________________________________________

It’s been 16 long days. Two weeks and two extra painfully long days since you clicked on ‘Kei’s’ contact. He’ll always be Kei to you, never Tsukishima. But somehow you’re back at base one, where you started; he should be Tsukishima to you now. No endearments that come with eye rolls or the constant changes of silly names you left for his contact name. No, it’s just Tsukishima now. It feels bitter on your tongue, like everything you two had was now reduced to a burnt wick in a candle, dry and overused. But you broke your promise.

It’s not your fault, you tell yourself; if it wasn’t for the stupid walk you took out of desperation, a need to breathe in something other than the intoxication of Kei’s lingering scent in your apartment. He was everywhere, in every nook, cranny, and corner of space in your home. Now your home, no more ‘ours.’

He loves, yes. And you are at the center, while everything else that he’s ever loved gravitates but could never touch you or hold a light to the space you fill in his carefully built life. But don’t humor yourself. You aren’t spared from his nature. But if you pay close attention, his eyes glint when he speaks to you; no malice can ever be traced, not when he talks to you. He never intends to be hurtful; he’ll poke and prod but never dig his fingers into someone he holds so delicately and dearly. Kei is not soft. But he’s not a monster.

So what are you doing? Entranced and frozen in place as you stare dumbly at the boy across the street from you. A dimly lit post light shining above his pretty blonde hair as he lets a snicker with a group of friends.

It’s not Kei. You’re not that stupidly deprived that you're having delusions like a man starved of water in drastic weather. But he looks like Kei; he’s a painful reminder, and it breaks something, something inside of you. A crack tearing apart your hefty wall of restraint and discipline.

This is wrong; you should be pulling your greedy hands away from the call button, but here you are saying goodbye to your pride and tough facade. It’s ringing, and it’s goddamn loud. But not louder than your dumb heart pounding against your ribs. But why are you surprised? That’s what Kei’s always done to you.

There’s a pause; it’s deafening and gut-wrenching. You want to turn back, hang up, and delete his contact in your phone forever; maybe even run away and change your name and appearance.

But you flinch.

He’s calling your name. But no one will get it. Kei’s calling your name. That's special, something worth breaking your promise.

“What?” You retort back, but you’re quick to wince, to take it back. You’re the one who called.

Fuck.

He rolls his eyes; you don’t need to see it; you just know. He sighs, dragging a hand down his face.

“I thought the devil needed space?” He muttered through the phone, It’s an insult, but it isn’t delivered like it’s supposed to be.

Your quiet, eyes darting away like he’s right in front of you.

“Can we—

Silence, you're waiting for what?

“Kei, don’t be petty.” You spoke, bringing your knees to your chest with a shaky exhale.

“Don’t know what you’re on about. I can’t finish the sentence for you.” He shoots back, with a raised brow, waiting ever so patiently.

“Do you even want to see me?” You whispered, anxious hands clawing at your sides as you shifted uncomfortably on your worn-out sofa.

“You ask that as if you’re not important to me. Yes. Now finish your sentence.” He scoffs, shaking his head in disapproval as he slumps in bed.

“Tsukishima, can we meet up and talk… please?” You mutter out, breaths are held, nothing but the sound of rain softly pattering outside and the occasional hum of traffic.

“I’m at your house in ten.” He answers quickly and swiftly, like he already had the answer at the tip of his tongue, ready to roll off and spring to life. A quiet silence is all that’s left, connecting the two of you as you both remain on the line. “And hey, it’s always Kei to you.” 

[the-cosmic-cauldron]

☽𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕊𝕚𝕘𝕟 & 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕣 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕 ☾

Welcome to 10 Days, 10 Posts from The Cosmic Cauldron! Over the next ten days, I’ll be sharing a blend of astrology and tarot posts, each designed to spark your curiosity and guide your journey. If you find my content interesting, fascinating, or engaging, be sure to click the follow button for more! Ready to dive deeper into your personal journey? Head to my homepage and book a reading — you won’t regret it.

☾ 𝒜𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 ℳℴℴ𝓃

An Aries Moon doesn’t typically desire to have children due to their strong sense of independence and fast-paced nature. When it comes to their emotions, Aries Moons are not the most patient—they don’t like to dwell on feelings or spend much time processing them. They’re also not naturally inclined toward self-compassion, often being hard on themselves.

Because of this, an Aries Moon may feel they would struggle with the emotional demands of parenting. They might worry about being too tough on a child or failing to provide the kind of emotional support a child needs. As a result, an Aries Moon doesn’t usually see parenthood as a natural fit for their personality.

However, there are exceptions. Aries Moons are ruled by Mars, which governs passion and intimacy. When deeply in love, an Aries Moon may feel inspired to have children, especially since their Mars-driven energy often leads them to seek physical closeness and intimacy frequently. In such cases, if they believe their partner would be a good parent or that their partner balances their own emotional tendencies, they may decide to start a family.

Interestingly, Aries Moons are not naturally drawn to the nurturing, emotional aspects of motherhood. However, Aries Moon men may be more open to fatherhood. The idea of leading a family and taking on a protective, leadership role aligns with the fiery and ambitious energy of this placement. This makes fatherhood more appealing to them than the emotionally intensive aspects of parenting.

☾𝒯𝒶𝓊𝓇𝓊𝓈 ℳℴℴ𝓃

A Taurus Moon typically has a strong desire to become a parent, largely because they are natural nurturers who enjoy giving and caring for others. This nurturing energy often seeks an outlet, and the most traditional vessel for that is raising children. Taurus Moons, especially women, are often drawn to the idea of parenthood for this reason.

The energy of Taurus is ruled by practicality, which means many Taurus Moons view having children as a natural extension of a relationship or a fulfilling part of building a family. They may also see raising children as an opportunity to nurture and guide them into becoming healthy, well-rounded adults, or to provide experiences they themselves may not have had growing up.

Taurus Moons are especially likely to want children when they are in love. They enjoy the idea of extending the love they share with their partner to a child, creating balance and harmony within the relationship. For them, the connection between parenthood and love is deeply fulfilling.

In addition, Taurus Moons are drawn to parenthood when they feel stable. This stability doesn’t necessarily mean being wealthy or having every aspect of life figured out. Instead, it’s about being in a comfortable, steady routine where they are financially secure and content with their day-to-day life. Taurus Moons thrive when they are preoccupied with meaningful tasks, and raising a child fits perfectly into their desire for purpose and responsibility.

Men with a Taurus Moon also have a nurturing side and are likely to want children. They often see parenthood as a natural step in a serious relationship, thinking, “She could be the mother of my child.” Taurus Moon men are drawn to the essence of family and enjoy the grounding, fulfilling experience of building a close-knit unit of their own. The idea of having a family brings them a deep sense of stability and belonging.

☾𝒢ℯ𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒾 ℳℴℴ𝓃

Gemini Moons have a 50-50 split when it comes to wanting to be parents. Some Gemini Moons are not interested in parenthood at all, primarily because they value their freedom and love living in the moment. They enjoy the ability to be spontaneous and on the go, and they don’t want to feel confined by the responsibilities of parenting. For these individuals, the idea of having children just doesn’t align with their desire for independence and restlessness.

However, there are also Gemini Moons who find parenthood incredibly intriguing. They are curious about the process of raising a child and are fascinated by how their child will turn out. These individuals often see parenting as a unique experience and are interested in approaching it in an unconventional way. They may want to channel their own personalities into their parenting style, aiming to be unique or “out-of-the-box” parents. For these Gemini Moons, the idea of parenthood becomes appealing due to their curiosity and the desire to explore this new and exciting role.

☾𝒞𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ𝓇 ℳℴℴ𝓃

Cancer Moons usually want to be parents because they are natural homebodies who love the comfort of their homes. They take pleasure in creating a beautiful and cozy environment and enjoy spending time there. Children often spark their interest because Cancer Moons are inherently nurturing. They have a deep desire to care for and nurture something, and children represent a traditional way to channel that nurturing energy. Many Cancer Moons also want to connect emotionally with their children, especially if they had their own emotions dismissed growing up or didn’t feel they were treated in the way they desired. For these individuals, parenthood is an opportunity to reinvent parenting and be the kind of parent who not only nurtures a child with practical support but also offers emotional care, protection, and a strong presence. They aim to listen to, connect with, and truly show up for their child.

However, some Cancer Moons may choose not to have children, especially if they feel emotionally unstable. Because Cancer Moons are highly emotional beings, if they believe their emotions are too unbalanced to provide the stability a child needs, they may decide against parenthood. A Cancer Moon desires to be a great parent, and if they feel their emotional state is not conducive to that, they will hesitate to bring a child into the world.

Both Cancer Moon men and women generally want to be parents, as they crave the deep emotional connection with their children. The presence of children and the idea of having a family often make Cancer Moons feel more complete and fulfilled.

☾ℒℯℴ ℳℴℴ𝓃

A Leo Moon will definitely want to have a family, as Leo is all about close-knit connections and feeling validated by those around them. For many Leo Moons, parenthood is a highly validating experience. It allows them to feel a sense of accomplishment, particularly if they didn’t succeed in certain areas of life. They often see having a child as an opportunity to support and nurture that child’s growth, helping them succeed, bloom, and feel creative. Leo Moons are naturally inclined toward parenthood because they want to guide their children to achieve greatness.

However, there is a small percentage of Leo Moons who may struggle with parenthood. Leo Moons can sometimes crave being the center of attention and might feel that a child will divert attention away from them or their relationship with a partner. In these cases, they might delay having children to fully enjoy their time with their partner or focus on themselves. They may fear that having a child without having these experiences first could lead them to preoccupy themselves with personal desires, rather than being fully present and supportive for their child.

Overall, though, Leo Moons do desire to have children. They view parenthood as a positive and fulfilling experience. Given that the Sun, their ruling planet, represents fatherhood, many Leo Moon men especially see fatherhood as a significant and rewarding part of life.

☾𝒱𝒾𝓇𝑔ℴ ℳℴℴ𝓃

A Virgo Moon typically doesn’t want to have children, and the reason is that Virgo Moons are not necessarily focused on service within the family context. They tend to be more service-oriented in their work, school, or other responsibilities. Unlike Cancer Moons, who are naturally nurturing and motherly towards children and family, Virgo Moons are more likely to show up and perform at a job or take on responsibilities. They are humble, adaptable, and willing to compromise in those areas, as they are a mutable sign.

However, when it comes to their personal lives, Virgo Moons are more introverted and detached at times, as they tend to be very analytical rather than emotionally engaged. A Virgo Moon would typically only want to become a parent if they were in a stable relationship and felt prepared for children. For a Virgo Moon, having the necessary stability in their life is essential before they would consider having a child.

Virgo Moons are also likely to become parents even if they don’t initially want to, simply because they are adaptable. If their partner wants children, they may be the type to go along with it, especially since they can have self-sacrificial tendencies and are generally inclined to be of service to others. However, they don’t naturally yearn for children. They are more preoccupied with their routines and don’t feel a strong urge to become parents on their own.

That said, if they’re in a good relationship and feel that having children is the next step, they will likely have children. But Virgo Moons are not typically drawn to parenthood as a natural desire.

☾ℒ𝒾𝒷𝓇𝒶 ℳℴℴ𝓃

Libra Moons are likely to want to be parents, and the reason is that they often see their children as friends. Libra Moons are very social beings, and in this placement, they are even more social because emotionally, they like to talk about their feelings and seek harmony in their relationships. Even if a Libra Moon initially didn’t want children, their verbal nature and desire for harmony would likely lead them to go along with the idea. If they feel that having children would bring harmony to their relationship or life, they would be open to the idea.

Additionally, because Libra is a cardinal sign, they are more likely to take the initiative and express a desire to have children. With Libra being ruled by Venus, which is associated with relationships, Libra Moons often feel more at peace when they’re in a relationship than when they’re single. This constant seeking of connection may lead them to want children, as they idealize the concept of family. Even if they were initially against having children, they might eventually decide to have one, as they crave the peace and balance that a family could bring.

Furthermore, Libra Moons are ruled by Venusian energy, which is centered around love, beauty, and giving. This energy makes them feel fulfilled when they can nurture and give to others. A Libra Moon might feel that having a child is a way to channel this nurturing energy and offer love and care in a way that aligns with their desire to give and nurture those they love.

☾𝒮𝒸ℴ𝓇𝓅𝒾ℴ ℳℴℴ𝓃

A Scorpio Moon can be a bit tricky when it comes to wanting children. Many Scorpio Moons may not feel ready for parenthood because they carry a lot of unresolved trauma and deep, intense emotions. Their life experiences tend to be very intense, and some may feel apprehensive about having children. There’s often a fear surrounding parenthood, especially given the vulnerability involved in pregnancy and childbirth. For many, the thought of holding a child and the emotional and physical shifts that come with parenting can feel daunting.

Scorpio Moons already deal with emotional imbalances, such as depression, sadness, and heavy emotions. As a result, some may be afraid of experiencing postpartum depression or the emotional changes that come with becoming a parent. There may be a fear of not being able to show up for their child in the way they want to, given their emotional complexity. For some Scorpio Moons, the idea of having a child might lead them to consider alternatives like surrogacy or IVF, as they might not want to carry the child themselves due to these fears.

However, there are also Scorpio Moons who are deeply passionate about having children. These individuals may feel that they haven’t experienced true love in their lives and see a child as a source of unconditional love, something they feel they’ve been missing in their own relationships. For them, having a child may fill a void and provide the deep connection they long for. So, for Scorpio Moons, it’s really a 50/50 situation—some may want children, while others may be more hesitant or fearful.

☾𝒮𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓊𝓈 ℳℴℴ𝓃

I would say that Sagittarius Moons are also very 50-50 when it comes to having children. For some Sagittarius Moons, they are so on the go, always engaged in new adventures, interests, and traveling, that the idea of having children doesn’t really cross their minds. They are constantly stimulated by new experiences, and for some of them, the thought of having a child feels limiting to their freedom. They may even think that if they were to get someone pregnant, they wouldn’t stick around for the pregnancy because they’re focused on their own pursuits. For Sagittarius Moon men, they might prefer doing their own thing, while for women, some may feel like motherhood would be too restrictive, as they crave the freedom to enjoy life and travel.

However, there’s another side to Sagittarius Moons that really embraces the idea of having children. Some see themselves as children at heart and get excited around kids. They enjoy being around children, having fun with them, and often think of parenthood as a fun adventure rather than something serious or deep. For these Sagittarius Moons, having a child doesn’t require a deep commitment or a stable relationship with someone. They may not even feel the need to be married or have a traditional family setup, as they view having children as a source of joy and a new, exciting chapter in their lives. They see children as a blessing and an opportunity for more happiness and adventure, and they want to experience it.

☾𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓇𝒾𝒸ℴ𝓇𝓃 ℳℴℴ𝓃

With Capricorn Moons, it’s a bit of a mixed bag. While many Capricorn Moons may not desire to be parents, a significant number of them do. Here’s why: Some Capricorn Moons can be very dark, deep, and reserved. They carry a lot of wounds and trauma, and they often feel emotionally restrained. For these individuals, the idea of having children may not appeal to them at all—it can seem like just another responsibility to take on, which doesn’t excite them. They may prefer to dedicate their lives to themselves, even if it seems selfish, rather than take on the responsibility of raising a child.

However, for other Capricorn Moons, the desire to have children is tied to their drive for accomplishment. These individuals often seek a sense of fulfillment in life, and for some, part of that fulfillment comes from having a family. For them, having children aligns with their vision of a successful, traditional life. They may feel like they haven’t fully accomplished what they set out to do if they don’t have children. It’s not so much that having children is their main goal, but more that it’s an integral part of their overall life goals. For these Capricorn Moons, becoming a parent is something they may feel compelled to do in order to feel that they’ve truly achieved the life they desire.

☾ 𝒜𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓊𝓈 ℳℴℴ𝓃

Aquarius Moons typically want children when they feel surrounded by a supportive community. This is when they are most likely to desire parenthood, as Aquarians are independent but also enjoy being part of groups and communities. While it may not always be about family, they feel that a child can bring blessings to their environment. Aquarius Moons often see the bigger picture, thinking about how having a child could impact not just themselves, but others, such as making their parents grandparents or their siblings uncles or aunts. This sense of community and connection can inspire them to want children.

However, many Aquarius Moons may not want children because they tend to live somewhat erratic lives. Their emotional state can be unpredictable, which makes them hesitant about the consistency and stability required in parenthood. They value their freedom and may not want to feel tied down to the responsibilities of being a parent.

For the Aquarius Moon individuals who do decide to become parents, their approach is often unconventional. Their parenting style might be unique, and they may be somewhat disciplinary, as Aquarius is a fixed sign ruled by Saturn and Uranus. These placements can make them more rigid, but also prone to sudden shifts in behavior or unpredictability. Aquarius Moon men may be more likely to embrace parenthood than women, as women with this placement can come across as strict or cold, influenced by Saturn’s restrictive energy. However, the unpredictable nature of Uranus can lead to sudden changes in their parenting style, making it challenging to maintain consistency.

☾𝒫𝒾𝓈𝒸ℯ𝓈 ℳℴℴ𝓃

Pisces Moons are likely to want to be parents because they have an abundance of unconditional love to give. They seek a place where this love can be expressed, and they often feel that the innocence of a child is most deserving of their compassion, empathy, and care. Pisces Moons are deeply sensitive beings, and they tend to want to connect with their children on a profound level, getting into their children’s minds and hearts. For many Pisces Moons, the desire to be a parent feels like a natural extension of their loving, giving nature.

However, for some Pisces Moons, especially those who have experienced significant struggles, such as being escapist, dealing with addiction, or struggling with practicality in life, the desire to be a parent may not emerge. If a Pisces Moon is in a state where they feel lost, neglected, or stuck in a cycle of despair, they may not want children. In these cases, they might recognize that they cannot offer the stability or care a child needs, and the idea of neglecting a child would weigh heavily on their conscience. While Pisces Moons naturally have a strong inclination toward parenthood, when they are in a difficult space, it can make it hard for them to desire or pursue that outcome.

[ifindus]

you are living in a new country right? have you gotten any culture shocks as a norwegian?👁️ (you don't have to say where you are)

I am and I have! Actually I was just thinking about making a post like this when you sent the ask, so your timing is amazing ✨ I don't mind saying which country I live in right now, because I am a bit more settled atm and I probably won't stay here for more than a year anyway.

I live in Greece atm! Though it isn't fair to say I live immersed in the culture as my work is mainly in English/Norwegian and I work from a home office, so I don't get out as much as I would like.

These are the main culture shocks I've had, as a Norwegian, living in Greece:

The food lacks salt. This is probably a good thing, but I've talked to other Norwegians here and they agree, we have to salt the food like crazy for it to taste anything. We are probably used to too much salt in our food back home and so the lack of it is unusual to me.

The drinking water tastes chlorine. Not even sure we can actually drink the tap water here? But it does taste bad and so I have to buy 1,5 litres plastic bottles with clean water at the store for drinking and even to use in the kettle when I make tea/coffee. This is a hassle :(

Lack of system and efficiency. It probably is clash with my way of thinking, but it just seems like everything is designed to be inefficient and systems here do not make sense to me. This is mostly in regards to administrative stuff, but I'm sure this can be true for anyone moving to a different country.

The traffic. Again, this might tie in with the lack of system, because people here drive without rules :(( The Greek system = No system. Not sure if there are actually any traffic rules here? If so, I have yet to understand them.

No garbage sorting. There is not sorting your waste here, which is very strange to me and I feel bad every time I throw stuff in one bin. In Norway we sort food waste, plastic, paper, metals & glass, and general waste. I think we are also going to start sorting textiles next year? The no sorting of garbage and everything goes in the same bin is strange to me.

Lack of digitalisation. In Norway, everything is digitalised. Not just the administrative and paying with card everywhere, but certain processes and services you need you can usually just fill out a form, click a button, or send an email online and it's done. Here, many more things seems to require physical interactions and copies :((

[honeydixonn]

Back to Friends, Myung-Gi

one, salesman

first chapter to my new squid game story on wattpad!

also will be giving chapter trailers for each weekly post

The bold negative number stared back at her, the phone's illumination reflecting off her face.  Her bank account was now negative two million won. The shock was evident on her face.

Nari couldn't believe she truly had no money left. The automatic payments of bills took a toll on her bank statements and she couldn't bear to check her credit score.

Tears sparked in her eyes and her breathing quickened. All of this pain and debt from someone who couldn't even tell her goodbye. After his disappearance, some people who were now broke from the Dalmation Crypto found her.

Nari couldn't understand how they knew of her relationship with Myung-Gi, but they knew and they came for her. The three men forced her to pay them the money they'd lost from following MG Coin. Every last won she had to her name was given up to them for months until she paid them back.

It was as if for the last six months she'd been working for them, to pay them. When she wasn't able to bring their money on time they'd threaten her until she gave them anything she saved for one meal.

Her life was rough and she couldn't handle it any longer. Nari was tired of paying debts that were never hers, living each day alone-- bouncing from home to home with whoever could take her in. Yet, if you were to ask her if she hated Myung-Gi for the pain he left her to deal with, you would hate the answer she gave.

Truth be told she still loved him, the last six months all she worried about was if he was sitting in an alleyway dead somewhere because they somehow found him. 

One last conversation was all she wanted. To have him explain it all and let him know it was okay. She'd forgiven him months ago, Nari just wanted him to come home.

Yet, there she sat... 83 million won in debt to the three men who seemed to know where she was every second of the day. So there she sat in the busy metro station where they couldn't hurt her even if they found her.

It was entirely too public for the men to try anything, she knew she was safe. Her finger pressed down tightly on the power button, the light leaving her face as she closed her eyes with her head tossed back against the wall.

The small chatter and rushed steps filled her ears until she heard the stop beside her. A finger poked her bare shoulder causing her eyes to open seeing a man with a warm smile dressed in a grey suit.

"Hello, miss. Could I speak with you?"  Nari's eyes glanced down seeing his briefcase, assuming he'd be trying to sell her something. "Oh, sir. I'm so sorry, but I don't have any money on me at the moment." Her eyes were sincere as she apologized.

Feeling troubled in the moment he seemed like a nice man. "Oh, I'm not selling anything, miss. I wanted to know if you'd like to enjoy a quick game of Ddakji with me." The man clicked open his briefcase and showed her the contents.

It contained two stacks of red and blue folded paper and multiple stacks of won. "I'm sure you've played before, right? If you haven't we could do a practice round." Nari's face scrunched at the words as a humorous scoff left her glossed lips.

"I'm fairly well at ddakji, sir." A toothy smile flashed her way as he plucked one color of each folded paper and held it out towards her.  "Play a few rounds of ddakji with me and each time you win, I will pay you 100,000 won." The salesman smirked as he saw her eyes brighten at the invitation.

He watched the way her eyes flickered between him and the money, how her lip was taken between her teeth as she traveled into thought.

He noticed the short black dress she wore that complimented her makeup well. If she wasn't a client he might've asked her to accompany him at dinner.

"So, you would pay me... to flip your ddakji?" He chuckled at her expression, pulling 10,000 won from the briefcase.

"Hard to believe, but yes. I'll even give you 10,000 won to start. Sound fair?" Nari nodded her head as she gently took the money from his hand, bowing her head in thanks as she put it in her hand wallet.

"Shall we?" The salesman stood, extending his callused hand out to her with a gentle smile.

She placed her hand on his standing from the bench as she straightened herself out. "How about you play first, darling? Pick the color you'd like." Nari took the blue ddakji from his hands and followed him a few steps away so they could play.

He studied the way her hips swayed at each step, the clacking of her heels echoed off the walls of the metro station into his ears.

He placed his ddakji on the ground backing up with his hands raised letting her know she was free to start. She let out a huff as she raised the ddakji before slamming it on top of his, quickly turning his over.

Claps came from him as she looked up with a smile. "Very, well." He reached into his pocket pulling out two 50,000 bills. "You've earned it." Nari took it gratefully placing it with the other bill he'd given her, the wallet no longer looking empty.

The salesman took his ddakji from the floor slamming it down with great power and turning hers over. "Oh." Her brows turned and her lips frowned as the excitement vanished from her.

"Do I give you the won back?" He noted the solemn looks dragging on her face before he explained the rules further. "Keep what you win. How about if I win, you pay with your body." Nari's eyes widened at him as she stepped back in disbelief.

"Excuse m-" Her words were lost in the air as her head was smacked to the side and a sting burned her cheek. "Sir..." Her eyes watered as she looked back at him in hurt.

The fun completely disappeared from her body.

"Sorry to shock you." Yet, the apology didn't seem as sincere as he wanted it to be. "This is how I play with everyone else I encounter." She nodded in understanding.

Her cheek stung, but she desperately needed more money so agreed to continue playing. As she went to pick her piece from the floor his hand stopped her.

"You are wearing a dress. I am still a gentleman, miss." She smiled with an ache of her cheek as the pain still littered. The games lasted until she'd come out with 510,000 won and a cheek three slaps redder than before.

The two sat on the bench as she organized the money in her wallet and tried to cover the redness of her cheek with makeup.

"You know, miss... There are other games quite like this where you could make even more money." Slowly turning her head to him she thought back to her situation, yet she didn't enjoy getting slapped.

"I'm not sure..." The salesman stood from his seat looking down at her with false sincereness in his eyes. "Miss. Ha. You are currently paying back debts that aren't yours. Your name is Ha Nari." Her eyes widened as his name was spoken from his lips.

Had they found her again?

Before she could speak he continued telling her information.

"You're twenty-seven years old. You studied at Ewha Womans University. You currently work at Jungsik Seoul as a hostess. You're paying back the debts of a few men who lost money from following MG Coin, a channel by a friend of yours. You work day to day to pay the men off with nothing left for you."

Nari shakily stood from the bench staring him in his eyes as she stepped back from his reach. "How do y- Who are you?" He smiled back at her as if the situation was humorous for him and reached into his chest pocket showing her a tan card embedded with black lettering.

"There are many spots left, but they will fill quickly. Think about it. Have a great night, Ha Nari." He took his briefcase from the floor and left before she could ask the many questions running through her head.

Her hand pressed against the soreness of her cheek turning the card over to see a triangle, square, and circle looping each other.

As she walked to the home she would stay at tonight, she thought back to the man with the briefcase and the card that sat in her wallet.

Nari pulled her dress down as the wind broke the warmth of her skin, the paranoia taking over as she continuously watched over her shoulders.

"I can't keep living like this." She pulled the small cellular device from her wallet, the wallpaper still being one of her and Myung-Gi causing her throat to close on her incoming breath.

"I'll help you, Myung-Gi." She quickly opened the dialing pad and turned the card over seeing the number printed on the back.

173-333.

The dialing tone rang in her ear as she placed the phone against her cheek. "Hello, who's calling?" A man's voice filled her ear, yet it wasn't the same as the salesman from earlier.

"Oh, is this the man from the metro?" She waited for an answer yet she was provided with instructions instead. "Do you wish to participate in the game? If you'd like to participate, please state your name and date of birth."

Nari took a sharp breath before clearing her throat. "Ha Nari, April 24th, 1993." She heard breathing on the other end of the phone as it filled the silence.

"Please meet at the time and location sent to your phone. Say the password at your arrival." Before she could say anything the line went empty and her phone buzzed as the message was sent.

She was meant to be at the location in twenty-five minutes and it was a twenty-minute walk. When she made it to the location a few minutes late a silver van pulled to the side of her.

Her arms were covered with goosebumps as the cold air blew around her frame. The window slowly rolled down to reveal a person in a dark pink suit and a weird mask.

"Ha Nari?" Her eyes laced with confusion, yet she still nodded her head in return. "Password?" Nari rubbed her arms to gain warmth as she stepped off of the curb towards the car.

"Um, Red Light, Green Light?" The click of the lock could be heard as the sliding door opened beside her.

The person no longer spoke as she stepped inside the vehicle and into the back away from him. "Is it a long drive?" However, her question went unanswered as white mist filled the air causing her to panic.

"Why? What's happening?" Her words grew groggy as the mist filled her lungs and her head lulled to the side of the window.

She should've never called the number.

[brenna]

50,000 likes!

[cozylittleartblog]

cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes

just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks

there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.

edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.

#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite

[sunsorbit]

some of my favorite mentopolis closed captions

[epiphainie]

the 118 queers & partners: sexual identity generator pt.1 (pt.2)

happy pride to them 🌈🌈🌈

+ bonus: the fam

[choccy-milky]

Was messing around with picrew and accidentally made Clora halfway through 😂

THIS IS SO CUTE AWW love that u thought of clora and decided to make her😭🥹🥹

the fit is so adorable too so i decided to redraw it and actually put her in it BAHHA...defs an outfit her mom probs forced her to wear tho tbh LMAO

LMFAOOO ANON THIS KILLED ME HOW HAVE I NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE?? BAHAHA NOW I WANNA REDRAW THIS WITH CLORA AND LEWIS SINCE THEY BOTH DONT KNOW SHIT ABOUT QUIDDITCH/SPORTS😭😭😭 clora as the mom going "he loves sports and he loves broccoli and thats why we're here!!!" LMFAOO omg this made me so happy THANK U FOR SENDING THIS BAHAHA

AW TYY🥹🥹im so happy you liked it so much!!!💖💖as for clora's name, ive said it before but its basically a butchered version of the name "clorica" that i chopped down to become just "clora"

i played rune factory 4 on the 3ds back in highschool and idk i just really loved the name clorica for some reason, so then i invented "clora" from it, to make it sound like more of a real name (but still maintaining that fantasy ish aspect) and apparently clora actually IS a real name BAHAH so i guess i succeeded?? and ever since then ive always used the name clora in any fantasy-ish RPGS, so i have a whole multiverse of cloras out there LOL. but THANK YOUUU im glad you think its as pretty as i do!!🥰 (even if it does kinda sound like chlorine LMAO which honestly ALSO sounds like it could be a pretty name... if only it wasnt already a word😩)

[xxthunderthedragonxx]

its not hard to click someones profile before you follow them btw